Bullying Problems

Hair? Check. Makeup? Check. Perfume? Check. Earrings? Check. Lip stick? Check. Cute off-the-shoulder-top the dips low into the cleavage? Check. High waisted and frayed denim short shorts that show off the thighs? Check. Girlfriend not informed as to what she was about to do? Also check.

‘Sorry, Applejack, but this a matter of life and death, for Fluttershy’s sake!’

She was sure her girlfriend would understand what she had to do here if she had explained it, but there just wasn’t time. Fluttershy and this “Jet Set” brute were scheduled to meet tonight! And as it stood now it took her a little over two and a half hours to properly dress and prepare to bring her seductive A-game setup.

Obviously there were no plans on doing anything close to naughty with this bully. Not in a million years! She just needed proof. Proof of this bully’s lack of loyalty that Fluttershy seemed to hold in high regard, likely from Rainbow Dash’s influence. Anything really to prove the rumors about him were all true.

It would be easy. Judging from what Sunny Flare and her friends had gossiped to her regarding his reputation at Crystal Prep, she already knew what type of perverted male this was quite well. The type of brash guys who were quick to try and wave their dicks at every woman they could possibly get a hold of. The concept of monogamy or being tied down was unheard of to these horny thugs. More animal than men with more blood in their groins than their brains, the bright side being this made them all too easy to trick. Not to mention seeing how she was dressed for high ranking seduction… the task would likely take her five minutes at most, though even that was far too long for her liking to spend in this particular person’s presence. The Crystal Prep girls had even gone so far as to strongly advise she intervene in this situation if Fluttershy didn’t listen to reason.

Rarity was nothing but ready as she arrived at the address Fluttershy had texted her. It was, admittedly, a nice-looking abode, as expected of a Crystal Prepper and their usually affluent parents of worth. But Rarity knew none of that had any meaningful reflection of the worth of this boyfriend who lived off of them. She supposed she wouldn’t be meeting these parents either way if they were out of town. This would be a good old one on one long before Fluttershy even said she would arrive.

*knock* *knock* *knock*

Rarity stood back from the door, stood up straight, and plastered her million dollar smile on her face, however fake it was.

The door opened as there stood her target, clearly dressed in his Crystal Prep uniform like a rich boy. Rarity didn’t know why, but she expected him to at least be fat or unkempt. Jet Set met her gaze for a moment, before it immediately drifted downwards to her exposed cleavage. Rarity was then free to give an unseen smug smirk, knowing how easy this was going to be.

“Why hello there, darling~,” Rarity spoke in a sultry tone. “Are you Fluttershy’s dear friend from Crystal Prep? She told me this was the place to be if I was… *ahem*... looking for an eventful evening…”

“Fluttershy? Yeah… yeah! I’m her boyfriend,” Jet Set coughed and grinned. “Heard about you, Rarity. You’re exactly where you should be. Come inside…” He held the door wide open for her, allowing the fashionista the strut inside, proudly sashaying her hips from side to side as she walked past him. Lord, she could just feel the brute’s gaze locked on her round ass as he closed and locked the door behind her. An actual feeling of pride welled up inside her, despite the crucial mission she was here to accomplish.

“So….” Rarity began, setting down her purse on the first table she saw. She already knew this was going to be easy, why not throw a bit of shade while she could? “As Fluttershy’s new boyfriend I couldn’t help but notice you chose to station your first night together in your own home… Personally, I would have treated her to the classiest restaurant in town, you know, as a lady like her deserves. But I suppose a plain night together in your home, while your parents happen to be away is a rather interesting option as well…”

“Well, what can I say,” Jet Set chuckled, the comments dripping with passive aggressiveness flying right over his head, “I know what girls like her really want or, I guess, need, in this case. Heh heh. But don’t worry your sweet little head, I was always planning on giving Fluttershy plenty to eat tonight…”

Rarity silently groaned to herself. Sunny Flare’s gossip had been right on the money on exactly what type of guy he was. But their testimony didn’t seem like it was ever going to convince Fluttershy of that. Rarity needed actual hard evidence. Grabbing her phone from her purse, she replaced her sighing face with a bright charming smile as she whipped back around to face him.

“Oh yes… how right you are, good sir,” Rarity giggled, attempting to goad this bully’s true self out into the light. Specifically the light of her camera. “Far, far too many men these days beat around the bush with us women. It is truly nice to see one so… bold and firm in what he wants. Quite respectable indeed.” She felt like she would need to wash her mouth out with soap later with all of the things she was saying.

Jet Set responded with a smirk, waltzing up to the fashionista, reaching around, and planting a firm *smack* right on top of her barely concealed ass.

“Oh!” Rarity gasped out loud as she did a little jump. Her gaze locked on Jet Set for a moment before her dashing smile was beamed at him again. Though, notably, her face had become beet-red at the same time.

“You got that right, sugartits,” he grinned at her.

“Ooooh my… such a… charmer you are,” Rarity spoke through her gritted teeth. He couldn’t even muster up enough brain power for proper banter for a girl like her! How was she supposed to play off a response like that?!

Below, her fingers could not have been working faster on her phone, attempting to turn on the camera through her suppressed anger and annoyance. Regretfully, the spank went undocumented, but she knew there would be plenty more of that to come later. Best catch her evidence then dip before that happened.

While she was attempting to deal with her phone, Jet Set’s attention on her did not waver in the slightest. He slipped behind her, snaking his hands under her arms, planting them squarely on her tits like they belonged there!

“Awwww, you nervous, babe?” Jet Set teased, noticing the fashionista had clearly started shaking the moment his hands landed on her. In his own misogynistic way of comforting her, he gave her ample set of round womanly assets a firm squeeze, his grin only widening further as he felt the distinct lack of a bra beneath the slut’s top, allowing him to feel her bust’s exact size, heft, and softness through the sheer material. Truly a woman dressed to impress him. “Don’t worry. I’ll take goooood care of you tonight~” His groping hands on her breasts turned into a mixture of squeezing and slyly pulling down her top, knowing it wouldn’t take much to actually bare her tits to the world. Rarity took a calming breath as she bore through it all.

‘Sure, sure. Grope away you disgusting pig. It’ll only give me the evidence I need to keep Fluttershy away from you! You don’t even know what you are losing out on!’

With the camera app opened, Rarity quickly swapped the phone into self mode, aiming it at her chest to catch the unfaithful bully boyfriend red-handed in the act!

To her dismay, the bully had slipped his hands away out of sight the moment the picture was taken, leaving nothing left in the frame other than her off the shoulder top positioned merely about to reveal the pink of her breasts to the open air. Admittedly… it wasn’t a total failure. Perhaps Applejack would appreciate that later.

“Aheh, we’re getting ahead of ourselves already,” Jet Set laughed. “We’re not even in my bedroom yet!” With that, he pushed the fashionista forward with a firm hand planted squarely on her ass.

Rarity chuckled nervously as she was led deeper into the den of the beast. A regrettable change of pace. She was hoping to finish this without tainting her memory with the sight of a likely ghastly place. “B-but what about, Fluttershy, darling? Surely your intentions are centered around her for the evening?”

“Don’t worry, sugartits. I got plenty of love for the both of you.”

Ugggggg. Why did she bother to dress up in her A-game for this brute? She could have worn her baggy laundry day clothes and still have this horny bastard eating out of the palm of her hands! Now she just felt way more exposed than she needed to be. He didn’t deserve this sight of her, on top of Fluttershy! She was glad she wasn’t facing him, otherwise he might have caught how hard she was rolling her eyes.

The fashionista was practically shoved inside the Crystal Prepper’s bedroom. It was a messy room that reeked of a pungent male odor, to put it lightly. Yet the ever diligent Rarity did not let her seductive demeanor falter, her mind whirling with ideas concerning how she could entrap the horny animal into a damning position to be photographed with her phone. Then it hit her. Unlike this idiot, she was thinking way too hard about this!

“Mmmmm, just where women like me belong. I can just tell there’s plenty of fun to be had here,” Rarity giggled convincingly. “And on that note… how about you disrobe and show me exactly what I will be having to work with tonight, stud…” She tensed her camera’s grip in her ready hand. A picture of Fluttershy’s so called “loyal” boyfriend naked beside her in his own bedroom, displaying himself fully to her? It would perfectly prove how easy it was for a girl to seduce him.

“Whoa, whoa, whoa! Going a little quick there, slut,” Jet Set laughed, as he circled his room.

Admittedly, the bully had a point. Rarity realized how embarrassingly provocative she was coming out to lower the bully’s guard, the guy she was supposed to humiliate. Well maybe it would make it all the more sweet when she finally snagged her photographic evidence, dealt a swift kick into this horny bastard’s nuts, and stormed right out the front door, laughing all the way. That beautiful thought only made it easier to smile and continue the charade.

“Oh, apologies, darling. What did you have in mind?” Rarity beamed at him as she took a delicate seat atop the pig’s bed, fluttering her eyelashes at him suggestively.

“Well… I was thinking,” Jet Set spoke as he rummaged deep into his closet. “You’re a slutty babe who shows up at my house practically begging for a cock. A girl like that is probably into some freaky stuff, not your vanilla crap. So how bout something freaky?”

Rarity gritted her teeth again, staring daggers into the bully’s backside, annoyed to no end by the bully’s correct assessment of her for all the wrong reasons.

“How about some bondage?” he asked.

“W-W-Well….ummmm… I don’t know about that,” Rarity stammered nervously. She knew she had the brute exactly in the mindset she needed, but still, she wasn’t about to let an animal like him tie her up! Alone in his bedroom? That was clearly a recipe for disaster.

“Heh, alright, no biggie,” Jet Set said with a wave of his hand.

He took the rejection to his idea surprisingly well for someone like him!

“I don’t want to overplay that card anyway, cause, to be honest, I was saving that for Fluttershy later. Hehehe, a shy meek thing like her seems exactly like the type of girl who likes to suddenly play hard-to-get the moment things get hot and heavy. Exactly why bondage was invented! Keeps those bitches nice and still for ya!”

Oh, that was why…

Jet Set emphasized his point by holding up a pair of pink fuzzy handcuffs. Through her suffering and abstract loathing of the man before her, a gleam appeared in the corner of Rarity’s eyes as she recognized those handcuffs! They were exactly the same brand sold by the adult sex shop in the mall! One that she had never gone to or set foot inside if anyone besides Applejack ever asked.

The special thing about those particular handcuffs was, in addition to having a key, they could also be unlocked through a special latch hidden on its side allowing the captive release whenever she so chose! Bondage was always sexy, but proper safety was even sexier. Though it was amazing to see the knowledge from her and Applejack’s amorous activities in the bedroom coming in handy for more than just sharing earth-shattering pleasure with her girlfriend!

“Heheheh, on second thought, darling, let’s do it!” Rarity beamed at him. That sweet summer child thought that was bondage? Heh. He had nothing on the depraved positions Applejack could lock her slender fashion-oriented body into.

“Really? Well, I’m game if you are. Guess some sluts just can’t resist the idea of being tied up and helpless,” Jet Set grinned at her, waltzing over with quite a few of the same brand of fuzzy handcuffs in his grasp.

This was it. The moment of proof she had been waiting for! Rarity gladly stood up and placed her hands together in front of her expectantly, smiling as she spotted the expected safety release latch on the bondage cuffs.

She felt the familiar fuzzy cuffs touch down on her wrists. The brute roughly secured them tightly into place, as if to ensure she wouldn’t be able to slip her hands out through the holes in doing so. He grinned in glee as they were both clicked tightly and locked in place in front of her.

Likewise, Rarity could not have been happier to be locked into cuffs, even more so than her own girlfriend doing it to her. Still… another issue appeared to arise as she realized how her phone was now being held. Not exactly a suitable angle for capturing this incriminating evidence. She would barely be able to include her handcuffs in frame, and even if she did, who was to say Fluttershy would just assume she put those on herself. No, Jet Set needed to be present in the frame.

As Jet Set knelt down to secure another pair of fuzzy cuffs around her ankles, binding her legs together, a devious thought occurred to the fashionista. She didn’t have to take the photo. This brute could! Capturing the pic that would unknowingly spell the end of his relationship with Fluttershy. Oh how sweet it was to imagine that poetic justice!

“There we go… Locked nice and tight. Heheh, you’re not getting away from me anytime soon,” Jet Set hummed to himself.

“Mmmmm, it does seem that way,” Rarity giggled for completely different reasons. “B-But, darling, before we continue, can you do a small favor for me?”

“Hmmm? What’s that?” he asked.

“Well I think we would both agree I look rather ravishing in my current predicament. And I’d love it if you snagged a quick few pictures of me?” She displayed her phone she still held in her bound hands. “And include yourself in the frame, would you? You are quite the catch after all…”

“Ooooh? Sure, I’ll help you out. Want to share your slutty activities to your friends, huh? I hear ya. I hear ya.”

“Heh heh… something like that, dear,” Rarity coyly smiled back at him as he snatched her phone.

Jet Set took a step back from her, tapping on her phone. “Wait wait… Your phone locked itself. What’s your passcode?”

“Oh, it's 369874,” Rarity railed off to him. Figures. Her phone had gone idle while she was setting the stage and had to be unlocked again. That, if anything else, only brought to light how long this ridiculous task of hers was taking. Already she longed to be free from this horny bully’s presence, but it would just be a few seconds longer now.

“Ahhh, there we go,” Jet Set replied as the phone apps popped onto the screen, only for him to set the phone down on a nearby dresser for a moment. “Hang on. You’re missing one last piece that I feel a total slut like you would love to be pictured in!”

He spun her around facing away again. Rarity’s confusion was palpable until a roaring smack landed itself on her ass again! As the fashionista gasped in a mixture of shock, pain, and surprise, the bully worked quickly, moving a red ball directly into her open lips and pressing in with it. Before she could even realize what was happening, the Crystal Prepper was tightly locking the ball gag’s straps into place behind her head, cutting off her ability to speak completely.

“Perfect! Now for the pics! Let’s let everyone see the real you,” Jet Set spoke giddily, moving back to Rarity’s phone. Perhaps this brute deserved several kicks to the nuts after she was done with him. Heck, he didn’t even deserve nuts. The future would thank her for depriving it of Jet Set genes.

Whatever, she was dressed up exactly how he wanted. Handcuffs, annoyingly gagged, and beside his bed not even ten minutes after coming in through his front door! If this proof didn’t convince Fluttershy, nothing would! Though, come to think of it, she would likely have to explain how handcuffs were bedroom related to the poor girl...

Rarity stared waiting at Jet Set aiming the camera at her. “Annnnnnd smile!” She suppressed the urge to roll her eyes again as her bound form was captured on her phone. He took a few shots of his captured prize, before turning the phone into selfie mode and including his smugly grinning face in the frame with her off to the side, just as requested.

Success! That was it! Mission accomplished! Fluttershy… prepare to be single again! Well, that was until she could hook her up with a proper boyfriend and gentleman this time. Rarity would have hated it if all her work with Shady Daze had been for naught after all this time.

Jet Set strangely found his bound model suddenly breaking out into a fit of giggles, audible even through her ball gag. Giggles that he couldn’t help copy in giddiness of his own.

Rarity was still laughing in glee as Jet Set approached. Suddenly her arms were roughly yanked high over her head, the bully whistling as he tied a rope hanging above from his ceiling securely onto the metal chains holding the fashionista's hands together. Now, her arms were helplessly held far out of the way, only making her generous and scantily clad chest even more prominent!

‘Yeah… no. Enough of this nonsense! Time to end this little charade, you mindless ruffian! This has been a long time coming!!’

Looking above her Rarity attempted to wrestle her wrists close enough to find the cuff’s hidden escape latch. The bully certainly didn’t make it easy for her. Seeing how high her hands were, and how dimly lit the bedroom was, it was rather difficult to make out what was where. It took the fashionista a few moments to flail around, but she eventually found it! Smugly grinning to herself, she pressed it inwards.

..............Nothing happened.

She tried again, and again, and again, and again, and again. It was the same result each time, her hand cuffs remaining as firmly locked as they had always been. It now only just occurred to Rarity of the slight and very most certainly likely scenario of this brute purposefully breaking the safety release latch on all his equipment! How did she not see that coming from him of all people?!?!

Looking downwards now, it seemed Jet Set hadn’t even noticed her frantic escape attempt, busy working away at her ankles. Her mind had been too occupied at the time to even feel a now cold and hard steel cuff locked into place just above her feet. Attached to both of the metal cuffs was a similar metal bar… a spreader bar! A spreader bar that had been locked into the floor below her!

“There we go!” Jet Set smiled, as he stood up and admired his fresh handiwork. “Now your legs are together, go ahead and spread them out for me!”

Rarity did so, but mainly in a vain attempt to throw a kick at her captor, perhaps he would take that as a message to let her out while also being a small bit of what he very much deserved… only to realize she fell short. As her ankles cuffs parted from one another, it slid through the spreader bar, locking into place as she reached the max width.

‘Oh dear… oh dear oh dear oh dear….’ Rarity suddenly found herself sweating bullets now as the true gravity of the predicament she had landed herself in dawned on her.

Her arms held firmly, now with almost no slack at all, straight above her head… Her legs spread and for all intents and purposes, completely immobilized… And to top it all off. A smugly grinning bully stood before her, genuinely believing her convincing charade and thinking her to be the best dressed and sluttiest girl he had ever met!!!

“Muuuuch better!” Jet Set cooed in approval, wandering back over to Rarity’s phone. “Round two of pictures now! But no more smiling this time. Give me a little struggle like you’re unwilling. That’s a total fucking turn on!”

To Jet Set surprise, his model was struggling before he even voiced his desire. Impressive how being so slutty came naturally to some girls. Without a doubt she was doing what she passionately loved!

After realizing that fighting her bonds would do her no good, she ceased. The gagged Rarity stared nervously at her phone that had just snapped picture after picture of her bound form. Albeit, this was even far more convincing proof to show Fluttershy, but she had even bigger problems now!

“Oooh… I get why you look so angsty, sugartits,” Jet Set spoke to her as he admired the freshly taken photos.

Yes.. yes! He saw how he wanted her to let her go?! Rarity stared helplessly at her captor. Maybe he would let her out in the hope that she would perform sexual acts upon him!

“You’re upset you have a little too many clothes on! Well, I can help with that. Let’s swap to a video for this!”

No! No! No! No! Rarity fretted frantically as the imposing bully sauntered step after step closer to her. She clenched her eyes shut, finding it didn’t help, only amplified the feeling of the brute on her.

The smugly grinning Jet Set aimed her own phone directly at her chest, inserting one finger into the valley of her cleavage to hook around the upper portion of her top. He pulled back a bit, then let off a bit, only to pull it back a bit more, then easing off again, joyfully teasing his captive to no end. Rarity frantically shook her head, but found it unsurprisingly no straight man would be looking above her neck in a precious moment like this.

Jet Set didn’t use a single finger, his entire hand firmly gripped a handful of the sheer fabric and pulled! Rarity drifted forward as much as she could, but the rope and spreader bar held her body firmly in place. It was all she could do but watch as her precious garment ripped and finally tore free from her chest as it was cruelly yanked from her slender frame! Her exposed tits bounced rapidly into the open as they were freshly bared to the bully.

“Mmmm, nice,” Jet Set hummed in satisfaction at his helpless captive’s plump sweater puppies as he flung the remains of her top to the side. With his hand once again free, Rarity could do nothing but fearfully stare downwards as the brute’s grubby hands laid claim to her bountiful chest, touching the soft skin he should have never been able to feel, let alone see! “You have a rather nice pair, Rarity,” he spoke and groped as if grading his fresh piece of meat. “Impressive size. Almost as big as Fluttershy’s! But you keep on hiding them in these dumb outfits of yours. Didn’t you know, the only things guys care about in women's fashion is what they look like on their bedroom floor?” He brought her camera in for a close shot of her rack as he cruelly dealt a pinch and pull to one of her erect nips, causing the fashionista to recoil in her binds. After, he followed up by smacking each meaty tit, letting the obscene sound of them clapping into each other be captured on the recording. Followed then by the bully squeezing and tugging the base of her girls like they were udders he was attempting to milk! And why wouldn’t he? In every sense of the word, she was now his toy he could do anything he wanted to for as long as he wanted!

“Oh man… what am I doing?” Jet Set exclaimed suddenly, letting her tits go free. “I can read it on your face that you’re horny out of your mind and just waiting to get completely naked! Well, fuck, you don’t have to tell me twice!” He moved behind her, Rarity’s heart freezing solid as she felt her shorts’ button unfastened and unzipped. He gave them a downward tug… only to find they wouldn’t budge much! “Hmmmm, guess not…” Jet Set remarked, disappointed as he backed away. The bound and gagged fashionista was relieved beyond words. Her shorts were on tight and with her legs spread at this angle and forcibly kept like that by the spreader bar, her captor wouldn’t be ever able to properly lower and remove the garment. She was safe below the waist!

“Just hold still for me will you, sugartits?” Jet Set said unseen from behind her. What was he playing at? It was only after asking that question in her mind did she hear the faintest of *snips*. Another, and another, and another, and another. Her tight shorts feel more and more loose with each one. “Hehehe… these are really sharp scissors, so don’t move. Don’t wanna damage the merchandise.”

Rarity couldn’t believe this was happening! From her waistline above her ass, this brute was cutting her outfit in two, shorts and panties at the same time! With them loosened up a bit, he was then able to cut more lines down the material covering her legs, completely and utterly ruining every expensive article of clothing she had worn to this disaster of an event! What would she even wear home? Though that obviously wasn’t a concern of the bully, who seemed to clearly demonstrate his intent on her staying the night… and maybe even well past the next morning.

“Fuck! There’s that nice ass of yours!” Jet Set growled as he ripped away the last remains of his now completely naked fashionista’s clothing. “Been waiting to see that fat backend of yours out in the open since the moment I saw you. Bet you’ve been waiting to show it off too, slut.” He deliver another sharp *SPANK* to the bubbly behind, watching it bounce from his impact as Rarity was left with an even sharper jolt of pain from the now skin on skin contact. “Heh heh, I’m sure you love getting your ass spanked, huh? Naughty little slut like you just barging in here and begging for a piece of me? Come on, moan you freaky whore!!”

*SMACK* *SMACK* *SMACK*

“Let me hear that moan! I know you love it!”

*SMACK* *SMACK* *SMACK*

Rarity didn’t have a choice. The bully obviously wasn’t going to cease his onslaught until he got his way! Even so, it was infuriating! No one else should ever have seen this pristine temple of a body in the flesh other than Applejack!! And the way he treated her on top of that. It wasn’t at all like her loving girlfriend! It was brutal! It was so feral! So raw! So untamed! So-

Jet Set had just planted his hand down on the flawlessly clear skin of the fashionista, ready to pull back again for another spank as the harmonious tune of his captive’s moan sung out through her gag, like music to his ears.

Rarity had just faked that moan to get her torment to stop, right?

“Ha, I knew you got off on this crap. You CHS babes are all the same.” Rarity went back to writhing in her stubbornly unbreakable bonds as she felt her captor’s greedy hand reach around her and venture between her legs. “Haha, wet as a whistle! Don’t even try to deny it!” The fashionista let loose another moan of disgrace as her pussy was wantonly fingered, bringing her body to even further heights of undesired pleasure.

“Heh… well that was all fun! So much fun I forgot I was even recording all of it on your phone! Sure that’ll be just a lovely little memento for you to enjoy another day, sugartits,” Jet Set chuckled. “Heck, come to think of it, I wouldn’t mind having it on my own phone either!”

‘No! No! No!’ This was bad! Really, really bad! Being naked in front of this asshole was one thing, but having her nudity on his phone and something that could easily be spread to every person he knew was even worse!!! How could things possibly get any worse!?!

Wait…

Jet Set whistled gleefully to himself as he entered his own phone number into Rarity’s phone.

Oh no…

“Hmmmm? What’s this?” he spoke out loud as he went to attach the recently taken pictures and video to the text he was about to send.

Oh god no! Sweet lord in heaven no!!!

“There’s something else in your photo album that’s interesting, slut…”

Rarity could feel her heart stop. She felt faint, wanting nothing more than to pass out here and wake up from this cruel nightmare. She was left hanging and ignored for the time being, for once wishing that wasn’t the case as the horny animal pursued her phone. Everything she had on her phone.

“Who’s this freckled blonde girl here? She’s pretty hot too! Kind of a dumb looking hat though. She should just ditch it. What else do we have here… Oooh hey, what’s this now? Looks like your friend ditched everything, Rarity! Mmmm… yeah… this slutty blonde didn’t need that shirt on, did she? Pants off too? Just shedding clothes like the nudist she should be! Ooo, that’s a pretty pink vibrator she’s using. Damn… she’s just going to town on herself using that, isn’t she? Naughty little girl knows exactly what she wants!”

Truth be told, Rarity had a bit of an urge to properly ‘document’ every aspect of her relationship with Applejack, with a special emphasis on the naughty aspect. The two women had gotten into plenty of dirty fun behind closed doors, with plenty of photographic and video evidence to prove it. Every text, every sext, every video of their lesbian late night romps, every embarrassing nude that revealed their aroused faces as they more than eagerly revealed every square inch of their naked bodies dozens of times over, and one recording of her dancing striptease she accidentally sent off to Twilight like a complete idiot! Thank goodness she said she never actually watched it… But instead, she had Jet Set now in her phone with far more access to her love life than Twilight was ever granted… and it was all because she was foolish enough to give him her phone and password!!!

“Oh… I get it now,” Jet Set snapped her back to reality with a smug comment. “Leaving a little present for your beloved master to stumble upon to show how busy you’ve been getting with your girlfriend? You really are a depraved slut!” Though he gently rubbed her ass as if demonstrating his approval of her perverted deeds. Rarity would have preferred a now much deserved spank at this moment if she was being honest. “Let me just direct your thoughtful gift over to my phone real quick…” The humiliated and defeated fashionista could only lower her head and whimper as her private sex life was shared with what was perhaps the last person on the planet she wanted to see it!

“Buuuuuut….” Jet Set pondered to himself as the phone worked to transfer the rather large collection of files over to his own personal device. “All this does beg the question regarding why you are here with me… instead of tangling legs with your blondie lesbo girlfriend here. Hmmmm, she not satisfying you in bed that much? Hey, I get it. Sex just nearly isn’t as much fun or pleasurable for you girls without a cock somewhere in the mix, right? Heh, I’m pretty sure I’ve straightened out a few drunk dykes myself just after a single night alone with them to work my magic. They don’t know what they are missing out on until they have a piece of it.”

Rarity didn’t even have the faintest idea of where to begin with everything wrong he was saying. Out of all of her binds infuriating her the most, it was the ball locked in her mouth!

And for god’s sake, Applejack just used a strap-on with her! In fact, he should have known that by now considering he had the five full length videos of her girlfriend dominating her with it. This disgusting bully and his cock wasn’t nearly as special as he thought it was!

“Well, I was about to let you go,” Jet Set lied, “but seeing as you’re cheating on your hot girlfriend just to be here with me, I suppose I shouldn’t leave you as unsatisfied as blondie does. Let me just grab a rubber…… Wait, what the fuck am I saying? Course you’re one of those bitches who prefer your meat raw!”

Rarity was only seen giving a silent struggle again in her binds, silently cursing her overly convincing acting skills. Her heart only stopped once again as she witnessed her enemy position his own phone on a dresser in front of her, already set to record everything. She could only dread what was eventually coming for her as the rustling of the bully’s clothes were heard being removed from behind her. The world itself seemed to come to a dead stop as she suddenly felt a warm bulbous head placed ever so delicately against her pristine folds.

Her only hope now for being saved was Fluttershy’s arrival! But she wasn’t here yet. Rarity didn’t understand, it was well past the scheduled time her friend was supposed to arrive, and Fluttershy was never known for being late. Where was she?!?

“Heh… I’m really enjoying our time together, Rarity…” Jet Set, grasping the base of his cock as he tauntingly ran his tip along her pussy lips. “You’re just a girl who gets it, you know? A slutty babe marching into my place, haven’t even met for longer than five minutes and you’re just begging for the D.”

Rarity blushed in embarrassed shame, realizing that anyone else who would watch this video would certainly be getting the wrong impression of her! If her being naked and locked in place didn’t do enough of that already!

“Awwww…. You don’t have to be so shy about it now,” Jet Set chuckled, drinking in every moment of this. From all the preview material Sunny Flare and her team had shown to him, he knew exactly what type of girl he was dealing with here. The lewd striptease video of her they had stolen from Twilight’s phone revealed the exact impression he needed of her. She was an uppity high-class bitch who was just begging every male around her to take her down a peg. And being the altruistic bully he was, that was half the reason he decided to purchase her and put on this act. But really… Was he really acting if he was just being himself?

“Just admit it!” Jet Set growled, squeezing her fat ass hard. “You get off on being used like a proper bitch! Give me a nod!” He waited a moment as nothing came, only to smack his hand down firmly on that plump white rear end.

“Mmmmhggg!” The muffled Rarity moaned into her gag before quickly nodding her head in agreement.

“Good. See, isn’t it better when you’re honest about your true self, Rarity?” Jet Set beamed. The fashionista quickly nodded again before he could threateningly raise his hand once more. She caught on quickly.

“You’re a slut that lives for cock…” He listed off, Rarity nodded her head, casting another worried glance at the recording camera.

“You’ve slept with dozens of men by now… if you’re not in the triple digits already…” Rarity agreed yet again.

“And you’re here, with me, cheating on your girlfriend because she can’t pleasure you like a cock can?” Rarity was seen limpy nodding her head before letting it hang.

“Good girl… Here's your reward!” Jet Set suddenly exclaimed, jerking his hips forward as he pushed his cock fully into his bound captive. The startled fashionista’s eyes bulged out of her sockets slightly as her entire body lurched forward with the sudden force, her breasts clapping obscenely against each other. Her own body betrayed her as it provided an overly lubricated path to the invading member. The smugly grinning bully made sure to hold her hips firmly in place for himself as he ruthlessly nailed the stacked fashionista and her high class pussy.

Every bit of her was a heavenly feeling, hugging his cock with a hot and tight embrace. Not at all like the loose delinquent thots at his school that spread their legs for just about any guy and were too dumb to figure out they should have been charging money all this time. No, this cunt was a proper hole, deserving a proper pounding coming from a true alpha male like himself.

Rarity could do nothing more than simply remain standing in her inescapable binds as the pristine body she had sculpted to perfection over the years was so brutally used by the brute, one who made sure to make absolutely sure to fully abuse the position of absolute power he held over her. Every thrust his, admittedly, long and girthy cock plunged inside her gifted him with an even, firm sense of her slick velvety walls. Her breasts likewise were on the receiving end of an equal amount of torment. The bully’s recording camera captured her large swaying tits as they were endlessly manhandling and groped by the ape’s greedy paws along with the beast himself pounding her from behind. As much as she hated to admit it, her assailant was not a novice to this act by any means.

Jet Set could only grin with a smile that would have immediately revealed his lack of innocence that his prey believed he had in this situation, should she have seen it. But with her naked body bound looking straight ahead, she wasn’t even gifted with the sight of the cock that was fucking her! Everything she had now was the feeling of him. The feeling of his ironclad grip that wouldn’t have let her go even if she was somehow freed from her restraints, the feeling of his rock-hard invader rocking her to the very core, the feeling of his skilled fingers joyfully playing with and teasing her hardened nipples… it was almost as if he was as dead set on getting her off as he was himself!

Rarity cast another worried look at the recording phone aimed directly at her. There was no way she would want one of her patented climaxes to be caught on camera at the hands on this brute! She clenched her eyes shut as she focused all her efforts into resisting the bully’s temptations, desperately fighting for the one small victory she could hope for in her current predicament.

But her cruel lover would have none of it. Today was this slut’s absolute loss, just like she deserved. With a firm hand from her up and coming master, he delivered his strongest spank right smack into her bubbly ass with a particularly brutal and hilting thrust inside her pussy. Rarity’s eyes shot open wide as her floodgates overflowed from the pressure and burst, the fat-chested fashionista letting out an involuntary slutty moan into her gag as she came. Jet Set groaned in further satisfaction from his purchase as her already tight walls clamped down on his invading cock like a vise. Below, Rarity’s shapely thighs were seen trembling violently as her body struggled to fully hold herself up, the standing orgasm seeming to breach and tingle every inch of her body with overwhelming pleasure. Jet Set couldn’t have wished for a better moment to unleash his load, adding to the slut’s pure overload of stimulation with an extra sensation of overwhelming heat and warmth being pumped directly into her womb. The satisfied bully not showing the slightest bit of mercy as he held her hips firmly in place, ensuring every drop of his gifted cum was fully unloaded and resting inside the cunt of his newest toy.

The part of Rarity’s mind that could still just barely manage to think in the midst of the swirling pleasure and high ecstasy still struggled to comprehend the mass of confusing thoughts she was dealing with, ranging from why her forced orgasm had felt so amazing and had he really just cum inside her without wearing the slightest bit of protection? She felt so weak, dazed, confused, and overwhelmed from it all, she didn’t even realize that the bully had pulled out of her and released her from her binds. Her naked body, still trembling from her powerful climax, was a horrible match against the male brute, who felt nothing but power in this core moment of his life. The end result being the fashionista's freedom was short-lived. Her back quickly made contact with his dirty sheets as her lithe frame was brashly shoved onto the bed. Jet Set was immediately on top of her, straddling her waist and pinning her down. He wasted no time yanking her arms above head once again, and fasting her hand cuffs into another set of cuffs that was locked into his headboard. Her ankles were next, the bully using a rope on each bedpost to ensure her shapely legs stayed nice and separated.

Jet Set could only smirk down at his bound toy once again, completely at his mercy as she should be. After all, he had paid good money for her! Rarity could now see the brute’s cock give a staggering twitch of excitement at the sight of her, indicating that she was clearly far from being finished here.

“Wow…. that was fun, slut!” Jet Set praised as he got up from his spot on her, now that she was fully bound once more. He made a quick beeline for his camera, ending the recording only to start a fresh one. “Whew, and it looks like your sexy collection of erotic play sessions with your blonde girlfriend just finished downloading! Thank you for that. Think you deserve another reward for that one…”

Rarity trembled helplessly as the bully once again put the camera back down, facing her naked and bound body, her thoughts still lingering on Applejack upon the brute speaking her name. What would she possibly think if she saw this?! The setup she had landed herself in didn’t exactly leave much room for interpretation! Applejack would never buy the actual reason she could claim she had put herself in this predicament, regardless of how true or accidental it all was.

The smirking bully once again straddled her chest, reaching down to grope her fat tits in circular motions as he laid his cock between them, making no small secret what he intended to use her for next. “Actually, come to think of it, Rarity… Should I send a copy of our own little romp to your girlfriend to add to her collection? She obviously must know by now how much of a total slut you are and is fine with you sleeping around with everyone you meet… so it’s not like she’ll think you’re cheating on her or something…..”

Rarity’s face turned an even deeper shade of white as she came to terms with the bully’s seemingly kind offer, and to her surprise, found his hands behind her head, removing the ball gag locked in her mouth so she could answer directly!

As the ball came out, Jet Set was half surprised to see a dashing smile from the bound fashionista. “Oh there’s no need for that, darling,” she spoke in her best strained seductive tone once more. “She prefers me present in bed with her when I deliver such gifts…”

“Nice…” the bully grinned at her. “Guess there’s no need then.” Rarity breathed a sigh of relief for once as her relationship was at least guaranteed safety. “You’ll have to send me the recording of her cumming her brains out later then. Dying to see that!”

Rarity let loose an audible gulp before flashing another defensive smile. This brute didn’t realize it but he had literally everything he could have wanted to blackmail her. Should she reveal that her entire persona now was all an act, there was no telling how the bully would retaliate! He could send the video of them fucking like rabbits straight to Applejack! Heck, that was the least a bully like him would do! He would send it out to everyone he knew! He would post it online just to get back at her! No… she had to keep him nice and happy with her.

“Of course, darling~” Rarity cooed at him with a seductive flutter of her lashes. “Just be sure to keep it to yourself, okay? Only a stud like you deserves to see us girls in action, wouldn’t you agree…. master,” she breathed, attempting to stroke his ego.

“Mmmm, sure thing…” Jet Set cooed as it seemed he fell for her little play. “I like the sound of that title though. Stick to it, slut. You have a long and hard night ahead of pleasing your beloved master.”

The bully’s cock flopped directly in front of Rarity’s lips, causing the fashionista to go cross eyed as she stared at the imposing member, still slick with a mixture of her sexual juices and his cum. By all rights and means, she should have bitten it off at the base, instead she could only smile upwards at the bully, seductively whispering, “of course, master,” before welcoming the brute’s cock into her warm and wet mouth.

Applejack collapsed backwards atop Rarity’s bed, naked, sweaty, and panting with lustful exhaustion. “...Wow….. whew…. That was amazing, Rares,” she struggled to breathe, her bare chest raising and falling with every breath.

The equally naked Rarity only offered a quick smile in response to her pleased girlfriend, quickly getting up to fetch her phone. She promptly ended the recording of their latest, as Applejack so elegantly put it, ‘roll in the hay’.

“I’m glad you enjoyed it as much as I, darling,” Rarity replied warmly, leaning down to plant a loving kiss on her girlfriend’s cheek. “I’m going downstairs for some coffee, do you want any?”

“No… no Ah’m good,” Applejack panted. She had noticed her girlfriend had started doing that after every one of their romps, but thought little of it. She could only smile in contentment as her favorite ass in the world was covered with a bathrobe and strolled out the bedroom door. She didn’t even notice Rarity was hurriedly tapping away at her phone.

‘Sorry about this, Applejack!’ Rarity regretfully thought again as she sent off their most recent recording to Jet Set for his viewing pleasure. ‘But it's not like this is really making things worse right? After I accidentally leaked all of our erotic collection to that brute… a little more sent his way isn’t exactly going to change anything. I just need to keep this horse’s ass happy for a little while longer until I can figure out a way to get us both out of this mess.’

It was certainly demeaning though, taking his endless requests like he actually was her master. As if! And what type of horny bastard wants to see the two of them 69’ing each other like that? The proper and right way to ease a lady to a release was with gentleness, over a long period of time, with love and compassion, and most of all one at a time! Not at all like how that brute had performed on her or was ordering her to do! Applejack was merely being polite and pretending that the orgasm they had shared was so powerful…. Right? Of course she was. In fact, she wasn’t even going to dignify the thought by asking her!

Rarity glanced around her empty hallway, hoping someone would at least agree with that one. She quickly shook her head to clear such thoughts from her mind as a visitor was heard at the front door of her boutique. She rushed to it, taking a moment to fix her disheveled hair, before smiling and opening it.

“Shady?” Rarity said, looking down to greet the boy. “What a pleasant surprise!” She smiled as she suddenly remembered her main reason to be happy. The one true victor in all of this!

All… complications… aside, her encounter with Jet Set was a success and she wouldn’t let anyone tell her otherwise! After all, she was successful in obtaining evidence of Jet Set’s disloyalty and promiscuity, sending the irrefutable evidence off to Fluttershy phone post haste! Thankfully, her close pinkette friend had been more than accepting of this outcome. Promising never to see Jet Set again and thanking her for opening her eyes. And just because the bully lost interest in Fluttershy just because she somehow found herself putting out for him was all besides the point. All that mattered was that Fluttershy was back on the market for her originally intended boyfriend!

“It is good you showed up, Shady!” Rarity beamed at him, “I’ve been meaning to tell you, I’ve got good news! I’ve cleared up all that business with Fluttershy seeing someone. Turns out it was all a big misunderstanding, darling. Fluttershy is once again single and I’m sure will be more than receptive to a date proposition from you now!”

“Hehehe… t-that’s alright, Rarity. I don’t think I have time for a relationship anymore,” Shady replied, his gaze momentarily drifting below her neck. “I actually had to go out and get a job!”

Rarity was taken aback, not having expected such a great need for money to have suddenly arisen in the young boy. Admittedly it was partly her to blame, seeing as she had stressed to him how Fluttershy deserved his full attention and care. Probably not something he thought he could give with a job on top of school work. “Oh… I see,” she spoke regretfully.

“I just wanted to know, is Applejack over with you tonight?” Shady asked, with strange eagerness for some reason. Also, why did the boy’s right arm now seem more muscular than the left?

“Why yes, yes she is. B-But I’m afraid she’s a little occupied at the moment,” Rarity blushingly admitted, finding it even stranger the young boy seemed overjoyed at that response. “Is there something you wanted me to let her know?”

“Ummmm, n-no! Nothing at all,” Shady chirped. “Just wanted to make sure she’s feeling loved is all. Bye!”

“But of course, darling,” Rarity replied back as she watched him sprint home. A rather tad strange request to be sure, but she could take that the boy meant well from it. He was nothing but the image of innocence after all. Just like Fluttershy! And the exact opposite of that brute!

She couldn’t help but shudder at the thought of how horrified a sweet and innocent thing like Shady would react if he saw the borderline pornographic videos she was filming with her girlfriend more frequently than ever because of Jet Set’s orders! Thankfully, that would be something he would most certainly, without a doubt, never ever see…