Silver was ahead of schedule. Most of her crew had finished for the day, but she only had 4 more desks until the install for the whole floor was done. This was her task, and she would finish it. She didn’t take note of the elevator beeping, focused solely on her task. She could get this done in a few hours by herself. It would be far past closing, but then she could go home, and pass out on her bed. Like she had every night. Every night since… Connect the wires, Silver. One task and then the next.

“Hello there, little insect.”

Silver froze, slowly turning her head. She didn’t say anything, instead staring wide eyed at Diamond Tiara.

“At least the first time you attempted to greet me.” Diamond sneered at her, a jug in her hand.

Diamond stepped forward, and Silver stepped back, tumbling into the desk.

“Still clumsy?” Diamond sighed. “Well, you understand your position now. Come with me. Whatever you’re doing can wait. I have a new task for you.” Diamond turned and walked away.

Silver blinked, still breathless. What was happening? She glanced back at her work, then back at Diamond. Shakily, she got up, dusted herself off, and quickly sped up until she had caught up with Diamond Tiara. There was a new task. “Ms… Tiara… What do you need?”

Diamond glanced angrily at her. “No questions, follow behind me, don’t walk next to me.”

Silver shrank back, meekly following in Diamond's footsteps. She admired Diamond’s legs, her gait, her pose, everything about her. The mare was perfect. Silver shuddered. She’d never be like that. She was past her prime, and didn’t draw gazes like Diamond did. She was soft, Diamond was sleek. Her coat was matte, Diamond’s gleamed. Diamond’s tail was perfectly cut.

Diamond barked another order, without turning her head. “Don’t stare, either. It’s rude. Are you truly that socially incompetent, or do you like my flank so much you thought I wouldn’t notice?”

How did she know? Silver blinked, drawing her gaze to the floor. They passed ponies, some who looked in confusion, and some that paid them no heed. On this floor, Diamond’s drinking didn’t seem to be as much a scandal as it might have been on the lower ones. Most ponies paid them almost no mind as they hustled about. Did Diamond wander through here often?

They walked, briskly, to the elevator where Diamond quickly entered her authorization code. She seemed skilled at typing it in while keeping it hidden, not that Silver would dare try to peek. Diamond sipped from her jug as the elevator whirred to life.

“Don’t fucking touch anything. Do not touch the walls, the items, the counter, any buttons, or anything at all. You will be on the floor, and you will crawl, do you understand?” Diamond glared at her.

Silver blinked. It was happening again. She nodded her head, quietly.

Diamond took another sip, then sighed. “Talk when I speak to you. I want to hear a ‘Yes, DT’ from you when I ask you a question.”

Silver blinked again. DT? Her initials? Ponies only did that with very close friends. Whatever was happening, Diamond Tiara wanted her to say it. Silver flushed. “Yes… DT.”

Diamond winced. “Never mind. You don’t do it right. I should have guessed. Just stay quiet and do what I tell you.”

Silver nodded before she got a closer look. Just how drunk was Diamond Tiara? She’d been rumored to be a bit of a lush, but this was something else entirely. Silver thought she smelled brandy, then looked closer at the jug. She balked. That was a lot of alcohol, and if that jug had been full when Diamond started drinking…

“We’re here. In case your little bee brain forgot, crawl.” Diamond physically pushed Silver down, and Silver collapsed onto her stomach. Wincing from the pain, she began to crawl, only to stop when she got out of the elevator. They were in the penthouse.

Diamond’s private floor.

Silver looked, her eyes greedily drinking in the room. The walls were bare and white, the ceiling was vaulted and bright white, and the floor was immaculate white marble. It was intimidating, but also creepy. There was literally nothing to be seen from the hall she was in except for white. At the end of the tunnel was a giant glass window. As Diamond walked, there was an echo of hoof steps on the marble.

She’d dreamed about being here, and even though the situation was not what she imagined, she still lost her breath. This was the home of a Titan, and Silver was in it.

“I’m not giving you a tour. Follow me.” Diamond walked to the room at the end of the hall with the window, her voice echoing just as much as the hoof steps.

Silver crawled. The floor was cold and hard, but she could slide her belly smoothly across the immaculate marble. Was this whole hallway one single slab? She was terrified she left some dust on it from working under desks all day. She wasn’t filthy, but the little bit of dust she’d picked up from a day of actual physical labor was a real threat. She hadn’t worn her suit today, figuring she’d be under desks. She gulped when she looked behind her, noting that yes, she did leave a darkened smear on the marble.

Silver didn’t know what to do, so she kept moving forward, feeling like a heretic in a temple to Celestia. Would she cry? She hadn’t cried since… the last time. That thought bothered her. The last time implied that this time was going to be another. What was Diamond going to do? Slowly, she made her way to the room, dirty smear and all.

The room was just as empty as the hall. In a corner, there was what appeared to be a bar. The rest of the room was white, mostly marble. The only things of note were the single white chair that Diamond Tiara lounged in and a window that took up the entire wall.

Diamond was waiting, it looked like she’d already refilled her drink, and was facing the window in her chair. Silver shuddered. That much booze should kill a pony. “Over here. On the floor. You’re going to lie supine at my hooves. That means belly up, and also something of a moral failure, in case you were too slow to realize I’m insulting you. I’m going to look out the window and think, and you are going to stay quiet, and lie still."

Silver swallowed. She didn’t know what she had expected, if she’d given it any thought then she probably would have figured something like this was about to happen. That’s why she hadn’t thought about it. She hadn’t thought about anything since the last time. Just the next task.

The next task was to lie supine, at Diamond Tiara’s hooves. She didn’t need to think about it, just do it.

Silver crawled.

The view out the window was amazing. The city glimmered in the night, and even from the floor, Silver was awed. As she rolled to her back, she let her head lull to the side, so she could look out the window. The window was immaculate, probably some kind of crystal instead of glass, and she could see the reflection of herself and Diamond in it, like ghosts in the sky over the city.

Diamond took a sip, then glared down at her as she gently placed her hooves on Silver’s stomach. “It’s a nice view. I considered telling you not to look, but I want to see your face in the reflection. Thank me for my magnanimity.”

Silver’s heart beat, thumping rapidly. She tried not to think; she couldn’t cry again. “Thank you…” she whispered.

“You’re nothing. Nobody. Absolutely completely…” Diamond scowled, and pushed her hoof hard into Silver’s stomach, causing Silver to wince. “Worthless. At best, you’re a bug. That’s why I had you crawl.”

Silver nodded, holding her breath from the pain as Diamond twisted her hoof. “Yet, here you are again. Not even in my sitting area, but in my goddamned room. My personal sanctuary.”

Diamond continued, letting her hoof lift up a bit to relieve the pressure. “Why? What does that fucking idiot… Why would he want… Ugh.” She lifted up her hoof, looking at it with disgust.

“I can’t believe I’m doing this. You’re too revolting to even put my hooves on. Crawling up my empire, trying to take a bite out of it like a parasite. You think you’re worth something? You’re only helpful if you’re a bee. If you’re any other kind of bug, I’ll smash you.” Diamond slowly lowered her hooves, this time placing one on Silver’s neck, and the other on her chest.

Silver was terrified.

“Turn your head up and breathe deep, little bug. I want to feel the air flowing through your trachea.” Diamond glowered through the dark mirror.

Silver turned her head up, tears building up in her eyes. She wasn’t going to cry. Diamond’s hoof was heavy and sharp on her neck, the shoe was cold. She sucked in a breath, letting it fill her lungs while Diamond slowly pressed down. The sharp hoof began to hurt, pressing on her windpipe.

Diamond looked up from her and out into the city, even as her hoof pressed harder. “I control this city. I own the cops, I own the mayor, and I own you. Do you understand, little bee?”

Silver nodded, grunting as the pain bit sharply from the movement. Diamond pressed harder, and Silver’s eyes began to leak.

“It doesn’t matter that you work here. Every being in this city is mine. Every beggar, every criminal, and every priest. Every child, mother, and prostitute is mine.”

Silver nodded, the pain from the hoof excruciating. She tried to exhale, but found her throat blocked. Diamond was choking her. The thought was less unsettling than it should be.

Diamond continued, ignoring the obvious fear and pain in Silver’s eyes. “Since I own you, I’m going to be specific about this. I’m going to let you tell me whose throat this is. When I lift my hoof, you will tell me whose throat I was just crushing. You won’t scream. You might cough. I know you’re an idiot, but you better get this right.”

Silver’s chest was burning. She was struggling to breathe, but it hurt. Her throat was bleeding from the sharp corners of Diamond’s hoof, and she was pretty sure her eyes were bulging out of her face. Tears ran freely down her cheeks as her body started to twitch from lack of oxygen. She fought to keep her hooves at her side. Deep down, Silver understood the reality of her situation. She knew that if she tried to struggle, it would be over. Diamond would kill her.

Diamond leaned forward, taking her eyes off the city to watch Silver. “Are you ready? Show me you’re an insect and not just a worm. Tell me how you’re my insect.” Diamond slowly lifted her hoof. “Now, whose throat was I fucking choking?”

Silver coughed. Her throat burned, and blood dripped, thick and slow from Diamond’s hoof back down to Silver’s neck. Silver shuddered as she exhaled, color coming back into her vision as everything suddenly felt more real. Her tears continued to flow, as she hacked and coughed.

She didn’t scream. She sucked in a breath, pressing her hooves hard against the floor to keep them from going up to her neck. Using all of her willpower and focus, she uttered out what Diamond wanted to hear. “Y... our… throat…”

Diamond smiled, and her answer was quiet. “That’s fucking right it is. This good little bee might actually get back to the hive alive tonight.” Then she laughed and leaned back, settling into her chair and taking a big gulp from her jug.

Silver lay on her back, struggling to breathe, and letting the tears wet the floor underneath her. Diamond would need a janitor again tonight. She sniffed. Tears weren’t crying. She wasn’t crying yet. Deep, hard, focused breathes kept her mind in the now. She ignored the pain. She ignored the white room. She ignored the beautiful city. She couldn’t ignore Diamond. Don’t think.

“I can kind of see it. Maybe I see what he sees in you. You have this goofy… buggy face that looks, oh I dunno. Pathetic in a way? Small and fragile? When you’re at your limit… I bet you look like that when you cum, huh? Is that your 'O' face?” Diamond laughed again, taking another drink while Silver stayed quiet and still.

That’s what she had to do to survive.

“I want to make sure you completely understand. So we’re going to have a little test. I’m going to put my hoof on something, and you’re going to tell me who owns it and what it is. Understand?”

Silver silently nodded. Diamond glared at her, seemingly lost in thought for a second.

“Fuck it. I wanna hear it, even if you can’t do it right. Call me DT. Tell me ‘this is your hoof DT,' or whatever the fuck I point at.”

Silver nodded. She was given a task. She could do that.

Diamond growled. “Say it, you fucking peon. Say 'Yes, DT!’”

Silver almost shouted her response as Diamond angrily lifted her hoof again. “Yes, DT!”

Diamond blinked, seemingly confused. “Silver? Is that you? What the fuck?”

Silver was quick to answer. “Yes, DT!”

Diamond put her hoof down, slowly on Silver’s neck, then shook her head to clear it. “Fuckin hell. What’s this, and whose is it?”

“It’s your neck, DT!”

Diamond Tiara smiled, seemingly surprised and pleased. “That’s fucking right it is! That’s a good little bee. Now do this one!” Diamond’s hoof gently booped Silver’s nose.

Without pausing, Silver quickly answered. “It’s your nose, DT!”

Diamond laughed. “Don’t wait for me to prompt your lazy ass. Just tell me when I poke you. If you’re good, I’ll be gentle.”

Silver answered, “Yes, DT!”

Diamond laughed again. “Now you got it. Thayt’s a good li’l bug bugg bug.” Diamond slumped forward, the booze sloshing in the cup and spilling onto Silver’s stomach.

Silver froze, terrified and moments away from sobbing. Had Diamond Tiara finally passed out from the booze?

Diamond’s hoof slipped forward, landing clumsily on Silver’s forearm. There was silence.

Quietly, Silver answered, too terrified not to. “That’s your right forearm, DT…”

Diamond’s eyes opened like two slits, reflecting the light of the city with an evil glow. Her grin spread wide, and wicked. “Wow. I didn’t think you’d do it. Thought I had you there.”

Silver’s eyes opened even wider, the terror newly racing through her. Diamond Tiara couldn’t be a pony. She sounded too sober, too in control. She was some kind of monster. Some kind of demon.

Diamond’s grin turned into a serious frown. “Fine. You can be Silver. I haven’t played with you in a long time, Silver. I think it’s time for us to play our game.”

“Yes, DT!” Silver had no idea what Diamond was talking about, but she couldn’t do anything but agree.

Diamond’s hoof draped across her cheek. “Your cheek, DT!”

It rubbed her ear, aggressively. “Your ear, DT!”

It lifted, then messed up her mane. “Your mane, DT”

Diamond was strangely quiet, silently glaring at Silver with a cold frown. “You’ll play with me, right Silver? You won’t just leave me? Like you did before?”

Silver shuddered. “I’ll play with you, DT!”

Diamond licked her lips. “Prove it.” Then she shoved her hoof into Silver’s mouth.

Silver tasted the cold metal shoes that Diamond was wearing, they were made of some shiny metal, maybe even silver and studded with hard little gems. Silver tasted the iron tang of her own blood on the hoof. She felt the hoof press dangerously hard on her jaw.

“Well, Silver? What’s this, and whose is it?”

Silver held back a terrified sob as she shouted around the hoof, “Ish eeee oooo, eE!”

Diamond lifted her hoof slowly out of Silver’s mouth, continuing to frown. “You’re fucking right it is, Silver.”

Silver let out an actual sob, covering her eyes with her hooves before she realized what she was doing. This was too much. She couldn’t do it. She just wanted this over.

“You always were a crybaby, huh, Silver? Well, I never let that stop me before.” Diamond’s voice was cold and cruel. Silver felt a sharp hoof press on her knee. “Back to the game…”

“Your knee, DT!” Silver shouted out between sobs.

The hood went lower, to her hoof. “Your hoof, DT”.

It went on, and on, and Silver kept playing like a good little pony.

“Your elbow, DT!”
“Your shoulder, DT!”
“Your stomach, DT!”
“Your mane, DT!”
“Your horn, DT!”
“Your chin, DT!”
“Your ankle, DT!”
“Your tail, DT!”
“Your side, DT!”
“Your hips, DT!”
“Your lips, DT!”

Slowly, Silver had stopped crying. Diamond Tiara had drained her. She lay on her back, staring up at the white ceiling, blinking as she mindlessly repeated whatever part Diamond Tiara pressed.

Diamond paused after maybe twenty minutes or more. The tears were dry on Silver’s cheek. She wasn’t scared any more, not exactly. She knew what she had to do. In a way, it was comforting. The world was simple. She did nothing, until Diamond Tiara told her what to do. She knew what to say, how to say it, and who to say it to. So she lay, quiet and still while she waited for Diamond Tiara to make another move. One task after another. No thinking needed.

“Okay, here’s a new one. Who's this pony, and who does she belong to?” Diamond Tiara pressed her hoof into Silver’s forehead.

“This pony is Silver Saddles! She belongs to DT!” Silver blinked, choosing not to think about it as she shouted her answer.

“Close, but not quite. Just use your first name, Silver. I don’t give a flying fuck about the rest.” Diamond stared quietly at her, oddly calm.

Silver tried again, this time more timidly. “This pony is… Silver. She belongs to DT.”

Diamond’s frown turned into a giant grin while she closed her eyes and shuddered. “Oh, that was perfect. You are improving…”

Silver saw something under Diamond’s coat. It was hard to tell with all the pink, but was she blushing? Maybe she was just flush from the alcohol?

“That’s a good little worker bee. You do what you’re fucking told, don’t you?”

“Yes, DT!” Silver was so emotionally and mentally drained, she couldn’t think about this anymore. Don’t think. Only do. Complete the next task. That was how she would survive.

Diamond Tiara lowered her hoof again. “Round two. I need more booze before we start. I’ve killed this one. You stay here, I’ll be right back.”

Hard hoof steps pressed into Silver as Diamond Tiara stood up on her, and then began to stumble towards her bar. It hurt, but Silver was growing used to the feeling of Diamond Tiara walking all over her. What she was worried about was what to say. Diamond might not be testing her again, or she might be. If it was a test, she was pressed everywhere, so she didn’t know what part to say.

“This pony is Silver, and she belongs to DT!”

Diamond paused in her stumbling, and glanced back with a lifted eyebrow. “That’s fucking right she does,” she said before stumbling the rest of the way to the bar.

Silver stared at the roof. This hell had to be almost over. No pony could drink that much booze twice over, let alone a third time. Diamond was stumbling, even if she wasn’t slurring her words. Soon, Diamond would pass out and this would end.

Then what? What was Silver supposed to do? She couldn’t get out on her own. It was late, but not late enough that Red wouldn’t be there. There was no way she was talking to Red after this. He’d ask her too many questions. She needed to wait until the night shift took over from him.

Diamond came stumbling back with a full jug of booze. “Hello there, Silver. Miss me?”

“Yes, DT!” Silver’s voice was hoarse. From the crying, shouting, or just raw fear she wasn’t sure.

Diamond stepped over her this time, careful to not touch her before settling into her chair. She seemed slower. Silver sucked in a breath. Maybe the alcohol had finally, truly hit her.

“You're looking pretty beat up, little bee. I did a number on you, huh? Sometimes I forget that I do that.”

Silver didn’t answer. She was probably covered in bruises and her neck had stopped bleeding, but was smeared red. She didn’t think about that. She couldn’t.

Diamond hummed, staring at the city. “Well, I suppose it’s getting late. We shouldn’t keep the neighbors up with all our shouting. We don’t want to wake Daddy, Silver. He’s not too bad, you know.”

Diamond glared slowly down at Silver, her eyes almost glowing with their intensity. “It’s Mommy we have to worry about.”

Silver gulped. What the fuck was happening?

Diamond leaned forward, and looked at her almost lovingly. “You’re already pretty bruised, Silver. If Mommy finds us, she’ll hurt you again… like she always does. Then you’ll never come back, huh?”

Silver stared into Diamond’s eyes. Something about them was… disturbing. Deeply disturbing.

“Well, that’s okay. I have a plan. I always do. Here’s how we’ll play. I’ll be gentle, and you’ll whisper, okay?”

Silver nodded, and whispered. “Yes, DT…”

Diamond looked out over the city, almost sadly. “Perfect. I’ll hear you, don’t worry. We’ll just do this until we don’t. Just like always. Don’t wake Mommy, Silver.”

Silver looked up at the ceiling, blankly staring at the white void. The emptiness pulled her in, letting her conscience rest in the peaceful color. Diamond pressed a button on her chair, and the lights dimmed, leaving the room dark except for the sparkling city lights shining in from the windowed wall. Unconsciously, Silver let her head fall sideways to look out the window.

Diamond hummed, lost in drunken thoughts. “The lights are pretty. They look like diamonds, don’t they? Glimmering, breathing, living diamonds. My diamonds. You can look at them, Silver. You always loved looking at diamonds. Now, lets play our game.”

Silver shuddered as Diamond Tiara’s hoof traced across her belly, resting on a rib. “This is your rib, DT…” Silver whispered, barely above a mouse squeak. Diamond heard her, and softly slid across her to find the next target. The hoof gently traced up her chest and across her injured throat, carefully avoiding the bloodied bit. It settled softly on her cheek.

This time, Silver found it easy. “Your cheek, DT.”

The hoof didn’t travel far, resting lightly on Silver’s lips. It strangely tingled as it pressed softly into them. “These are your lips, DT.”

The hoof wriggled, and gently pressed. Silver didn’t stop to think as she opened her mouth. The hoof settled on her tongue. She whispered, “Yooo ongu, eE”.

The hoof pulled out, and traced down her chin, up her jaw, and settled on her ear. “Your ear, DT.”

Silver’s mantra was simple.

Don’t think. “Your belly button, DT.” Then the next task.

Don’t think. “Your armpit, DT.” Another task.

Don’t think. “Your knee, DT.” One after the other.

Don’t think. “Your hoof, DT.” It didn’t matter. One, then the next.

Don’t think. “Your frog, DT.” The next.

Don’t think. “Your nose, DT.” The next.

Don’t think. “Your thigh, DT.” Just a task.

Don’t think. “Your tail, DT.” Silver was a worker bee, and this was her task.

Don’t think. “Your dock, DT.” Another task.

Don’t think. “Your labia, DT.” The next task.

The hoof didn’t move. Or rather, it moved slow and gentle. Silver didn’t think. She closed her eyes. She didn’t think.

Diamond let our a quiet laugh. “Really? Don’t be obtuse, Silver. I know it’s mine, but what is it really?”

Silver knew what Diamond wanted her to say. Her mouth was dry. This was only a task, just the next one. Don’t think. Just do. Silver whispered, her eyes still closed. “Your pussy, DT.”

Diamond slowly lifted her hoof, causing Silver to let out a breath. Silver realized the touch had tingled, leaving a warm electric sensation where it had been. Don’t think. It didn’t matter. Silver waited for the next task.

Diamond’s voice was quiet, but sweet. “That’s right, Silver. My pussy. I think you need to practice that until you really know it. Do you know what it means to know something, Silver?”

Don’t think. “Yes, DT…“

Diamond’s voice was colder, but still caring. “I’m not sure your slow little bug brain understands. Do you know what it means to know that it’s mine?”

Silver did not understand. She also did not think about it. “No, DT.’

“That’s better. Do you know what it means to know a pony?”

Silver didn’t think. She just did. “Yes, DT.”

“I don’t think you do. You see, to know somepony is… well…” Diamond let out a quiet, soft laugh before continuing, “I’ll just have to show you. Just like we used to. Remember, don’t wake Mommy.”

Silver’s response was quiet and quick. Don’t think. She blinked. This was just the next task. Silver stared at the stars, listening to her own voice. She saw a mare out there, floating in the sky. “Yes, DT.”

Diamond Tiara’s hoof dropped. It was gentle, but firm. Silver didn’t think about it. “Your pussy, DT…”

Slowly, it swirled around. Pressing, lifting, caressing… It was warm. It tingled. Silver’s body flushed. She didn’t think about it. “Your pussy, DT…”

Diamond’s hoof tip slipped between, gently pressing inside. Silver blinked, staring at the city lights. The tingles spread. The warmth grew. She didn’t think. The hoof traced up the length of her cleft, settling on a little sparking nub. Diamond pressed hard, and Silver’s body tried to retreat into the hard marble. She stilled herself, blinking back her tears. Don’t think, only do. “Your clit, DT…”

Diamond was hard, but careful. She was gentle, just like she’d promised.

The hoof traced down, bringing the electric arc from her clit with it. Silver shuddered.

“Your pussy, DT.” She was warm.

“Your pussy, DT.” Diamond was deathly silent, while Silver made quiet little gasps. There was a wet squishing sound. Don’t think.

“Your pussy, DT.” Only do. This was a task like any other.

Silver stared at the mare, floating in the sky. She was covered in bruises, but the lights soothed her. She was on her back, and another mare was sitting over her. The mare above was gently tracing a hoof in between the sky mare’s legs, pressing, twisting, prodding, and stroking.

“Your pussy, DT…” Silver couldn’t do this. She didn’t think. She couldn’t think.

“Your clit, DT…” Diamond’s hoof started to shake, vibrating like a buzzing bee.

Silver sucked in a breath, her whisper growing desperate. “Your clit, DT!” The tingle was a fire. Diamond’s hoof was soaked, making wet squelching noises as it rapidly beat against her nub. Silver moaned quietly under her breath. “Mhhhaaaaaa….”

She looked up at Diamond, and it was a mistake. Diamond stared back, quietly and coldly, her eyes alight with some alien cruelty. Diamond glared at her, seemingly furious. “Don’t wake Mommy, Silver.”

Diamond’s hoof sped up. The touch grew light, barely making contact at all, but the sensation was too much. Silver tried hard not to think. She desperately fought back for one last shred of dignity, even as her voice quietly betrayed her. “Your clit, D…T… Mhhaaaaa….”

It happened suddenly. Even though she was silent, it was clear and loud. Like a bell ringing through the midnight calm, she knew both mares in the sky. She shuddered, watching as the sky mare shuddered with her. Diamond kept caressing her, kept goading her to know for longer. The mare in the sky, the mare on the floor, the city lights, it was all one thing. One thing that completely and utterly belonged to Diamond Tiara.

Silver gasped on the floor, covering her mouth to keep quiet as she cried. Tears flowed freely, and she struggled to keep up.

She stuttered, sobbing as she chanted. She couldn’t not think. She knew now. She knew. Silver writhed under Diamond’s touch, unable to hold still as she violently whispered, “Your pussy! Your pussy Your You pussy pussy pussy!”

Diamond didn’t laugh, instead she watched, slowly lifting her soaking wet hoof from between Silver’s legs.

Silver convulsed, trying hard to stay still on the cool marble even as she leaked all over it. She’d never felt like this before. Empty and full at the same time. She knew her place, and it was euphoria. Opening her eyes, she stared out at the city. The sky mare stared back, and the Diamond in the sky stared past all of them. She thrust her arms into the floor, helplessly pushing her hips upwards as her flower bloomed once more for the whole city to see, to be. Everything was one, and it all was Diamond’s.

Silver caught her breath, breathing hard on the marble. Condensation started to form in front of her as she lay. She began to cry, rolling sideways and curling up into a fetal position, still helplessly shuddering.

Diamond smiled, then took a sip of her drink. “Always such a crybaby, Silver…”

Silver ignored her, horrified at what was happening. She knew now. Don’t think. She couldn’t not think. Don’t think. Know but don’t think.

Silver lay still, heavily breathing as she stared at the city, still curled into a fetal position.

Diamond watched her, seemingly hungrily. “It’s good to have you back, Silver. I didn’t think you’d ever come back. Don’t worry. We know it’s you now, don’t we? I wouldn’t say it’s good to know, you’re kind of pathetic right now, but at least it’s you. Tell me, Silver, do you know what it means that you’re mine now?”

Silver shuddered on the floor, and she whispered. “Yes, DT.” Don’t think. Just do. Her tears ran hot down her cheeks.

Diamond Tiara leaned back, her face expressionless. “Good. Since I’ll have to call the janitor tonight, we’re going to play this game again. Only this time, I want you to wake Mommy once you know that you know. Do you understand?”

Silver slowly rolled back to her back, lying stiff as a board and shaking violently from fear and exhaustion. “Yes, DT…”

Diamond Tiara glared at her, suddenly angry. “Don’t get cute, you little shit. Spread your legs.”

Silver looked down her body and saw that her legs were pressed tightly together. Shakily, she pulled them apart. Don’t think, only do.

Diamond smiled like a doting mother, her voice back to the caring, sweet one. “Good little bee. Stay in line.” Diamond stared at Silver’s pussy, while Silver silently squirmed. “Actually, why don’t you grab your knees, and pull your legs up. Show me how flexible you are, Silver.”

Don’t think. Silver reached for her knees, and pulled them. She looked to the side and saw the mare in the sky in an obscene pose, her legs around her head and her still puffy cunt presented to the mare above her.

Diamond looked down with an intense stare. “For an ugly mare, you have a cute little flower there. How many… Never mind. It doesn’t fucking matter. It’s mine now, isn’t it?”

Silver shook, horrified at how easy the answer was. “Yes, DT.”

Diamond got to her hooves, being careful not to step on Silver in the process. “You know, you’re spoiled being a unicorn. You can use magic to play whatever games you want. Us earth ponies don’t have that. Do you know what we do when we want to play?”

Silver wanted to move, to roll, to hide under her tail or anything to keep Diamond from staring at her anymore. This was beyond humiliating. “No, DT.”

“We have to get dirty. It’s just a fact of life. If I was a unicorn, like you, I could get off with magic, staying clean. That’s something I’ve never been able to do. Even when I was a little filly, playing around with my friend we got dirty. That’s life being an earth pony. Do you know the best thing about diamonds?”

Silver gulped. “No, DT.” Don’t think.

“You wash them and they’re good as new. They’re found in the dirt, after all.” Diamond Tiara lowered her snout, taking a sniff of Silver. Silver shuddered.

“We’re gonna play again. Only this time, I am going to know you. Do you understand what I’m saying, Silver?”

Silver shuddered, watching Diamond’s face intently. Don’t think. “Yes, DT.” Only do.

Diamond smiled, glancing up from Silver’s crotch to her eyes. “I think you understand this time.”

Silver could smell the reek of booze on her breath from there. Diamond had to be completely shitfaced by now.

Diamond focused back down on Silver’s pussy, seemingly dizzy, and then lowered her head. “What a good little bug. Maybe you’re not a bee… Maybe you’re something cuter. You got wings, pretty ones… like a butterfly. I just had to get you out of your gross caterpillar stage. Well, time to unwrap your cocoon!”

Silver held her breath when the first lick came. Oh god, it actually felt good. She was still wet from last time, when she’d… Don’t think.

Don’t think.

Diamond paused, lifting her head groggily, and her words slurring heavily. “I don’t hear you, Silvvverrr. Tell me you’re mine! Tell me... what the ton… Mou… The… Fuck… I mean, what I lick. You know wha… I mean. Don... Fuck this up…”

Silver watched in horror as Diamond drunkenly lowered her head in the dim light, and then remembered her mantra.

Don’t think. Only do. It was easy. All she had to do was talk.

Diamond’s tongue was sloppy, licking around the outside, tasting Silver’s nectar. It was hot, wet, and strong as it lazily spread her lips. “It’s your pussy, DT.”

There was a snarl, and a lick. Something wrapped around her clit. Diamond started sucking. Pulling the flesh into her mouth and letting it spring back. Silver moaned. “Mmooaaa….” She thrust her hips up, into the sensation. Don’t think. Only do. One task.

Silver screamed out her task. “It’s your clit, DT!”

Don’t think. Diamond’s tongue dropped and Silver’s clit fell free. She sobbed and moaned at the same time. “Fu… Ohhh…”

Diamond didn’t waste any time, diving deep into Silver’s depths. Her flower was spread, and Diamond was inside. Silver screamed, this time it didn’t hurt. Don’t think. Only do. “Your pussy! Your pussy!”

Diamond was deep, and Silver shook. Wet slurping squelches were the only noise to be heard, and Silver felt them inside. Passion, euphoria, emptiness. Fullness. Silver ignored it all. She didn’t think. She simply did, while Diamond did her.

Don’t think. “Your thighs.”

“Your clit!”

“Your asshole…”

“Your asshole!”

“Your fucking asshole!”

Silver screamed as her tail flagged painfully hard into the floor, and she forgot to not think. Diamond’s burning tongue was buried, deep in Silver’s ass, forcing her sphincter wide. It was wriggling. It was wet, coated in Silver’s own pussy juice. She screamed again as Diamond Tiara brought a hoof to Silver’s pussy, and began to press. Diamond’s shoe had been removed, and Diamond’s naked hoof was violently shoved past Silver’s soaked pussy lips.

It was too much. Too thick, too deep. Silver screamed again, this time incoherently as Diamond grunted, spitting a burning brew deep into her asshole. She’d never put a whole hoof inside her before. It hurt like hell, but somehow she kept going. Don’t think. Only do.

Diamond didn’t stop.

“Your asshole! Your asshole!” It burned. Silver cried, holding her legs tightly back as Diamond finally lifted her head up to watch, staring intently as Silver’s poor sphincter failed, squirting a bit of Diamond’s foul spit out. The squirt made her scream, but not just from the burning. Silver shrieked as Diamond leaned up her body, breath reeking of alcohol.

She was unrelenting, pounding Silver’s pussy as she licked up Silver’s body.

Silver couldn’t think. Don’t think! She had a task.

“Your thighs!”
“Your stomach!”
“Your chest!”

Silver screamed again as Diamond bit over her wound. “Your neck! Your neck!”

Diamond grunted, sliding up Silver’s neck and biting her lip.

Silver forced her mantra. Over and over again she repeated it. This is how she would survive. This was all she had. Obedience. Mindless obedience. Don’t think.

“Your lip…” She tried to look away, but all she saw was the pink snout. She felt the tongue slip into her mouth. The sensation was oddly numbing, Diamond’s tongue burned like alcohol. She slipped out of the strange, bitter kiss. “Your tongue…”

Silver looked down while Diamond’s drunken eyes looked up, hungrily. Beyond her, she saw Diamond’s hoof, the whole thing burying itself in her pussy.

Silver forgot her mantra, entranced by the obscene vision. She couldn’t be spread like that. Her body couldn’t do that. Her pussy was cute and little. It was delicate. That thing, that hoof, that was not inside her. It wasn’t her. The tight lips stretched lewdly thin around Diamond’s hoof, and Silver’s pussy convulsed unevenly, completely unable to actually squeeze around the girth. Her pussy shuddered, quivering as it was overwhelmed. No… Silver knew better now. It wasn’t her pussy. It was DT’s pussy.

Why didn’t it hurt? Why was she screaming if it didn’t hurt?

She couldn’t do it. She couldn’t stop thinking. She thought about Diamond’s hoof, and how deep it was. She thought about the bite on her lip, the burning in her ass, and the alcoholic kiss. She couldn’t do it. Diamond could. Diamond was unbreakable. Silver, though… Silver realized that she was being bent.

Diamond’s eyes narrowed in intensity, driving into Silver’s. Silver got lost in those eyes, drowning in their focus. Silver didn’t just bend—she broke. “Your Silver! I’m your Silver, DT. I’m your Silver!” she shouted, squeezing Diamond Tiara’s hoof in her own pussy. It was all hers. Everything was DT’s. Silver screamed as she knew.

Diamond drunkenly smirked, pulling her hoof out and watching Silver squirt all over the floor. The splatter hit the marble tile, and spread over the whole floor in an instant. Silver squirted again, staring helplessly at DT. She whispered, her voice finally tearing. “Your Silver, DT. Your Silver…”

Diamond Tiara stepped back, heavily breathing from exertion and just watching Silver’s convulsing pussy with a wicked grin. She spit to the side, directly on her floor. “That’s right, my little butterfly. Spread those wings wide. It’s time to stretch them out. We’re going to give them lots of exercise from here on out, isn’t that right?”

Silver shuddered, her legs still around her head and her pussy still convulsing for DT’s enjoyment. “Yes, DT…” She quaked, knowing the city as she watched the twinkling lights in the buildings.

Diamond drunkenly climbed into her chair, still covered in Silver’s fluids. “I’m too drunk to stand anymore. Get your ass up here with me, Silver. Mommy’s home.”

Silver moved slow at first, still wracked with aftershocks from her orgasm, but then scrambled to her hooves, every limb still quaking. Her body burned, her gut felt like she really had to shit as her sphincter helplessly tried to get rid of Diamond’s spit, and everything hurt. Carefully, she climbed onto the chair, tasting the alcohol on Diamond’s breath.

Diamond pulled her around, hoofing her like she weighed nothing. Quickly, Silver found herself face to face with DT, almost pussy to pussy as her legs slipped out the back of the chair and under the armrests. Diamond shook her head, seemingly confused for a moment. “Why the fuck do you have a horn, Silver?”

Silver didn’t know what to say. “I… Uh… am a unicorn?”

Diamond blinked. “Neat. Fuck you.”

Silver turned her head away from the smell of booze. Don’t think.

“Don’t fucking look away from me, Silver. I said to fuck you. Masturbate, you fucking idiot.”

Silver slowly lit up her horn, and started to gently caress herself. She usually didn’t use much magic for this, just a little tingle was all it took. She didn’t think it would work tonight, but she was so far down the rabbit hole with Diamond that she didn’t dare disobey. Don’t think, just do. Diamond had said to masturbate. So she did.

Diamond watched, seemingly giddy, and very drunk. “Fucking A, class right there. You are one classy bitch. Yeah. Fucking yeah. Look at that. Feels good, doesn’t it?” Her smile fell, and she growled, “Now fucking do it for real.”

Silver took a deep breath. “This is how I… usually masturbate, DT.”

Diamond Tiara rolled her eyes. “I already told you to not be fucking cute with me. Not fucking anymore. Go bigger, go harder, spread yourself. I wanna see your pink, and I wanna hear you squeal. I know you can fit my hoof, Silver. Do it.”

Silver closed her eyes, and felt her horn flair. Don’t think. Only do.

Diamond wrapped her hooves around Silver. “That’s fucking right. Do it good, and Mommy wont hurt you.”

Silver didn’t think. She only did. She did until she knew she was doing it right.

She didn’t stop, even when she knew that she knew she was doing it right. Silver felt it happening, and knew what she needed to do. Don’t think. Only do. She presented her inner most self to Diamond, baring her quivering depths wide.

Silver knew it was Diamond’s, after all.

Author's Note

Hope you like BDSM lesbians, because that's apparently what just happened here.