“I had a fantastic time today,” Fluttershy said.
Rarity smirked and nuzzled into her beloved’s neck as the two of them walked along the cobblestone street. “I’m happy to hear it. Did you enjoy the butterfly exhibit at the Canterlot zoo?”
“It was very pretty,” Fluttershy replied, nodding along.
Rarity chuckled and planted a tender little kiss upon her companion’s neck, ushering forth such an adorable little noise from her in response. This was one of her favourite things about dating Fluttershy, the predictability of her demeanour.
She always knew where to kiss and how those kisses would bring about the most excitable reactions. For example, the neck got one form of moan while a kiss upon the lips got another. Likewise, a kiss on the forehead garnered one kind of smile while a kiss upon her plush belly got another far dopier counterpart.
Though she had to remind herself to show a certain amount of restraint. They were in Canterlot, after all, and there were a lot more ponies mulling around on these streets than would have normally been seen back home.
“I do hope we make it back to our townhouse soon,” Rarity whispered, shaking her head. “I have such a desire to ravish you and I find that the situation is growing increasingly dire the longer that I’m forced to wait.”
“Is that so,” Fluttershy whispered.
“It is,” Rarity replied, offering a sly little wink.
Fluttershy betrayed a thin smile in response, something that almost bordered upon the realm of being bratty. She then purposefully looked around the street, slowing her pace to a crawl.
“Maybe I’d like to go get some ice cream before we retire for the night,” she teased, still looking so playful and cocky. “You know, a little snack to keep my energy up for this supposed ravishing.”
Rarity’s gaze narrowed but she knew how these games were meant to be played. So, she merely nodded and came to a halt, bringing Fluttershy to a stop beside her.
“Very well,” she said as she turned just a little, making the threat look real. “I believe that there is an ice cream parlor a little less than a kilometer away. Though I should warn you that if I were to eat anymore, I may grow somewhat sleepy and may not be in the best condition for any further… engagements this evening.”
Fluttershy whined and Rarity savoured the note as it graced her ears. Her beloved really was just so predictable.
“Maybe…” Fluttershy frowned. “Maybe we could get ice cream on the way to the train station tomorrow?”
“I think that sounds like a fantastic idea,” Rarity chided. Though she wasn’t about to let Fluttershy off the hook that easily. “But now that you’ve brought it up, I think I am also craving ice cream.”
“Rarity,” Fluttershy whined.
Rarity smirked. “Yes?”
“I’m sorry for being such a brat,” Fluttershy whispered, looking down at the ground.
Rarity smirked. “You are?” She chuckled, shaking her head with faux disbelief. “Well, I’ll ensure that you are even more sorry once I’m finished with you. Being a brat is such an unrefined trait. It’s something that I’d expect from Rainbow Dash and not yourself.”
She continued ahead and Fluttershy followed.
Her beloved’s gaze was now permanently cast downward, their little game having taken the wind out of her sails. It was honestly kind of adorable to see the way that she just positively deflated against the smallest amount of external pressure.
Thankfully, the walk back to the townhouse wasn’t long, maybe five minutes at most.
It was a nice townhouse, one of Fancy Pants that he’d seen fit to lend Rarity for her vacation. One of the many joys of having friends in high places.
Rarity pushed ahead and approached the front door, retrieving a set of keys from her saddlebag. Though she also used her position to its full advantage as she docked her tail to the side, winking at Fluttershy in only the most sinful of contexts imaginable.
This seemed to have its desired effect as dear Fluttershy’s cheeks warmed to such a delicious shade of red.
“Huh,” she whispered. This was her only comment on the matter though that was the only comment that she needed to provide. After all, the perverse hunger in her eyes was more than enough to let Rarity know of her inner desires.
With care, Rarity opened the front door and stepped inside, holding it open for Fluttershy who came in after her.
“Now, I probably should’ve let you know sooner that I am going to be placed under a certain… constraint this evening,” Rarity teased as she locked the door behind them.
Fluttershy blinked. “In what way?”
“Well, you know how our polycule has some rather strange power dynamics involved within it?” Rarity asked, smirking as she made her way up the stairs.
That was an understatement in a relationship between six mares which consisted of a single dom, a single sub, and four switches vying for dominance. Still, as another member of this polycule, Fluttershy knew this perfectly well.
“I do,” she said as she nodded along.
Rarity shook her head, sighing as she did so. “Well, it seems that I have displeased Twilight at some point and she has decided to uh…” She worked her jaw as she made her way into the bedroom, immediately using her magic to open her suitcase. “Well, you’ll see.”
Fluttershy looked perplexed. Though she didn’t comment on the matter, instead letting indecision cloud her complexion.
Not that this was entirely unwarranted as Rarity pulled out a chastity belt. Oh, how she wished that such a thing was intended for her darling pet. Sadly, it was destined for herself.
“I’ve been selected by cruel fate to endure a week of this,” Rarity quipped.
Fluttershy snorted. “I’m sure that Twilight could make an exception.”
Rarity gasped and held a hoof to her chest. “Fluttershy, I made a gentlemare’s agreement with her and I have no intention of reneging on it.” She smirked and winked at her. “Regardless, I doubt I need whatever is under this belt to provide you with an adequately good time.” She scoffed. “I am a mare of many talents and very few needs after all.”
“But how can I properly worship my Mistress if I can’t…” Fluttery began, though stopped herself from protesting any further. The poor dear had always been too obedient for her own good.
Rarity smirked and held up a hoof, silencing her. “I’m sure I can figure out all sorts of new and interesting ways of achieving such a thing, darling.”
She stepped into her chastity belt, using her magic to pull it into place upon her haunches. It lingered tightly against her rear though was still more than comfortable enough to wear. She moved around a little in it, ensuring that it wouldn’t weigh her down too much.
Though once she’d confirmed that it wouldn’t pinch or chafe, she then withdrew a key from a padlock upon the front of it. She transferred this over to a small lavender box which she placed upon the mantel. The box had a certain alicorn’s cutie mark embroidered upon the front of it.
Now, Rarity did admit that the constraints of her situation did make it a little difficult to feel powerful. This article of chaste attire just had this effect upon her mind, making her remember the submission that had resulted in her having to wear it.
Yet, as she looked back at Fluttershy, she felt some courage return to her. This was a mare destined to serve and even though Rarity was subjugated even she could work with something like this.
Rarity drew in a breath and took a purposeful step towards her, ensuring that she kept her head held high as she approached. She acted so confidently and that only helped to invigorate her. This improved further as Fluttershy’s gaze slipped away and obediently fell to the floor, reminding Rarity who exactly was in charge.
The dear was so well trained and knew her place almost instinctively. It was adorable in a deeply perverse way.
“Fluttershy,” Rarity said.
Fluttershy glanced up for only a second before casting her gaze back down. “Yes Mistress?”
“Who are you serving tonight?” Rarity asked, reaching out and placing a hoof upon the back of her beloved’s head. She pressed down with it and Fluttershy took the hint, allowing her forelegs to bend as she prostrated upon the floor. “And who are you meant to serve with all your heart?”
“Y-you,” Fluttershy practically cooed.
“Then why are you not in your proper attire, darling?” Rarity teased, such dangerous accusations slingering upon every syllable.
She drew away and approached Fluttershy’s suitcase, using her magic to open it as she began to search around inside.
Her gaze briefly flicked towards her pet and she was pleased to see that she remained in place with her face against the floor and haunches lifted high into the air. Oh, what Rarity wouldn’t give for a chance to breed this mare.
Though she supposed that silicon would have to do.
She returned her attention to the suitcase, flipping through a few articles of clothing until she found a modestly sized box that lingered at the very bottom. She knew exactly what this was as she used her magic to pull it out, turning back to Fluttershy and approaching her with it.
“Would you like the whole spiel or the shortened version tonight?” Rarity asked.
Fluttershy bit her lip. “The shortened version if you wouldn’t mind.”
Rarity smirked and opened the box, seeing that there was a collar resting upon a velvety pillow inside. The faux leather was cyan blue with a sturdy ring affixed to the front. A lighting bolt charm dangled from this very same ring. It was made up of a series of colours that some pretentious minds might call prismatic though Rarity would simply compare to a rainbow.
She drew it out and held it in front of Fluttershy.
“Dear Fluttershy,” Rarity began, delivering her speech with a practiced ease. At this point it was practically second nature to her. “With the acceptance of this collar, you will become my pet, my ward, my submissive to with as I please. Likewise, I will task myself with the duty of ensuring your safety and pleasure throughout our time together. Do you accept these terms?”
Fluttershy nodded and her cheeks bloomed to such a lovely shade of red. “I do, Miss Rarity.”
Rarity floated the collar out in front of Fluttershy and her pet instinctively lifted her head, giving her easier access to her neck. With care, Rarity wrapped the collar around her throat before latching it shut in the back. Then she used a small telekinetic wedge to ensure that it wasn’t too tight nor loose.
When she was absolutely certain that it wasn’t, she then dissipated her spell and turned away from her pet. Once more, she went over to her suitcase, using her hoof to sort through its contents. Her movements were purposeful, drawing out the moment. Anticipation was something that could be just as pleasurable as stimulation if applied correctly.
Eventually she found what she was looking for, a silicon phallus that was comparable to a unicorn stallion. Maybe a little disappointing for an earth pony but to a pegasus this would be more than enough.
Rarity then found a strap-on harness which she affixed her faux pride to, letting it dangle in the air. It seemed so heavy and daunting, such a delectable little treat.
Fluttershy glanced up at it and seemed quite eager to get to know it better. It was adorable to see the bashfulness in her eyes, the way that she bit her lip with anticipation. It was the kind of expression that a mare could learn to savour and it was a shame that Rarity wasn’t in a better place to enjoy it herself.
Instead, Rarity stepped into the harness and pulled it into place upon her hindquarters, tightening the various straps accordingly. It turned out that the padding of the chastity belt made it a lot easier to accomplish than normal. And soon that very same cock now dangled between her legs.
“Oh, what I wouldn’t give to have a real one of these. It would be so useful in tormenting you,” Rarity cooed.
She glanced at Fluttershy and smiled at her as she traced the edge of a hoof along the underside of her pride. It was a tantalizing gesture and it seemed that Fluttershy was absolutely eating it up, biting her lip and looking oh so eager.
Though Rarity did not leave her waiting for long as she made her way over, taking a few purposeful steps towards her plaything. She came to a stop in front of her and smiled down at her, reaching out and placing a hoof against her cheek.
Fluttershy met Rarity’s eye though her gaze immediately flinched away. This was the joy of submission, feeling her authority in something as mundane as the failure to maintain eye contact.
“See, I don’t need access to my anatomy to properly deal with you,” Rarity teased, wagging her hips so that her cock bobbed between her legs. “In fact, I think that my current accessory is far more appropriate for the job, wouldn’t you agree?”
Fluttershy nodded meekly. “I… I would.”
“Now how about you show me a little appreciation to prove that you were so woefully wrong in assuming that my limitations would impede me,” Rarity teased, presenting herself fully to Fluttershy.
Whether Fluttershy was guilty of such a crime, it was impossible to tell. Though clearly, she felt that she had some sort of debt to repay as she casually ducked between Rarity’s forelegs, aiming herself for the flared tip of her silicon erection.
Rarity chuckled and placed a hoof upon the back of Fluttershy’s mane. It was a shame that she couldn’t feel any of the pleasure that came from this but still there was an empowered little energy festering away inside of her. She felt emboldened and could sense the edge of sadistic glee tickling at the very back of her mind.
She heard a thin moan from Fluttershy and felt her lips tighten around her erection. It would seem that she found the situation agreeable as she started to casually glide back and forth, bobbing away against Rarity.
“Well, aren’t you a good little slut,” Rarity teased, moving her hoof in circles in order to stroke her beloved’s mane. “So eager to suck my cock after a day out on the town.” She scoffed. “I bet you were soaking the underside of your tail at the thought of me ravishing you like this.”
Fluttershy’s only response was to moan against Rarity and embolden her actions even further. Though this was more than enough to appease her Mistress. It seemed that she barely needed any outside influence, growing so purposeful in her actions on her own. The wet sounds of slurping and lapping could be heard, an omnipresent reminder of the depravity that they were currently engaged in.
Rarity rolled her neck, letting out a thin moan. Sure, she could feel very little of the stimulation but it was the showmanship that really toyed with her, filling her mind with a strange form of pleasure.
“Keep going darling,” Rarity cooed. “I… I will not be content until I feel your lips against the iron of my belt.”
Fluttershy groaned and Rarity looked down, watching as the mare tried desperately to achieve this futile goal. She was already at the medial ring, her lips pressed firmly against it. Though this was still far off from her final objective.
As Fluttershy drew back, taking a breather, Rarity could see that strands of saliva coated her cock and formed a web with her pet’s mouth, linking the two mares together.
“I don’t know if I can,” Fluttershy whined.
Rarity scoffed. “Then I will have no choice but to punish you, dear.”
Fluttershy whimpered and her ears folded back. Though if she was legitimately worried it was impossible to tell over the fire that seemed to so utterly engulf her complexion.
Slowly, she eased forwards and took Rarity once more between her lips. This time she emboldened so quickly, gliding swiftly and with such purpose. She was ravenous in her desires, hungry as she pushed herself harder and harder.
It seemed that she was a bit more adventurous than before, pushing beyond the medial ring and inching towards the base. Though even while emboldened, Fluttershy still succumbed to her natural limitations. She couldn’t push much deeper, stopping with a good couple of inches left.
Though it seemed like such a pity to stop at this point. So, Rarity placed a hoof upon the back of Fluttershy’s head and let it linger there as an incentive.
“Come on, dear,” Rarity teased, applying just enough pressure to deny her pet the ability to retreat “You’re almost there. I just need you to try a little harder for me, okay?”
Fluttershy squirmed and twitched. Yet, she couldn’t seem to push herself anymore. A series of gags soon came sputtering forth, desperate and miserable in their quality. Though misery was such a fine cocktail to enjoy when you were in a domineering position.
Rarity allowed herself a thin smile, revelling in hearing such pitiful noises. She decided that the mere presence of a hoof wasn’t going to be enough as she pressed down and attempted to push Fluttershy further.
This didn’t seem to help Fluttershy in the slightest as her gags emboldened to an even more vigorous level. Now her dear was actively fighting back against her, trying desperately to pull free.
“Fluttershy,” Rarity warned. “I would consider being a good little filly and finishing with what you started. I’d hate to have to punish you for such unladylike behaviour.” She scoffed, sneering. “I would never leave a stallion unsatisfied and neither should you.”
Though it seemed not even the threat of retribution wouldn’t be enough to deter her darling’s rebellion. She continued to try and pull away, sadly growing more and more frantic with her desperation.
Rarity tutted and removed her hoof from the back of Fluttershy’s head, instead placing it firmly upon the ground. It landed with such a hearty thud, her disappointment echoing outwards upon the sound of a hollow clop.
Fluttershy immediately drew back, rasping for breath. She hacked and coughed, making such desperate noises.
Rarity took a step away and allowed herself the opportunity to appraise what condition her beloved pet had been left in. She had to give some credit to Fluttershy as she looked totally wrecked. Her eyes were swollen with tears and all sorts of lewd and depraved fluids formed a ring around her lips.
“I’m sorry,” Fluttershy whispered, sniffling
Rarity merely snorted and gave her head a tired shake.
It would seem that she didn’t really need to use words to convey her disappointment as her demeanour got the point across regardless. At least it seemed that way as Fluttershy’s gaze suddenly fell away, landing upon the floor.
Rarity’s horn soon sparked as she fiddled with her harness, using her mana to loosen the straps and do away with it entirely. She set it aside, resting it upon one of the dressers in their bedroom room. Though she ensured that it remained within view, a very real reminder of how Fluttershy had disappointed her.
Rarity took a step closer, pacing around Fluttershy and appraising her from every angle. She drew in a breath through her nose and could smell the lingering wetness that clung to her pet’s lower lips. It emboldened her, enticed her, and filled her heart with sadistic courage.
She offered a thin smile. “I hope you know that I need to punish you now.”
Fluttershy swallowed a lump in her throat but nodded. She had enough experience to know not to question such a decision.
“On the bed,” Rarity ordered. “Haunches over the edge and your ass presented to me. That should be a familiar enough position for you, dear.” She chuckled and shook her head. “After all you do have a habit of getting your ass beaten whenever we’re alone together.”
Fluttershy bit her lip and an energetic shiver crawled up her spine.
It pleased Rarity to see her excitement. It was nice to feel something even if her lower half was denied any stimulation. She couldn’t feel pleasure in the traditional sense but she could still take solace in the fact that she was living vicariously through Fluttershy.
Her pet got up and made her way over to the bed, laying down upon it and hanging her hindquarters over the edge. She was honestly such a dear, doing exactly as she was instructed.
Rarity approached, using her magic to gather together a few instruments to help with this activity. They were a mix of pain and pleasure, the carrot and the stick both represented. She ensured that Fluttershy couldn’t see any of them as she laid them out neatly just out of view.
Though she didn’t select any of them right away as she instead stood behind her partner. Before they could delve into anything too masochistic, Fluttershy needed to be warmed up. She required a little something to help tenderize her for the main event.
So, Rarity rested one of her hooves upon her pet’s ample rump.
“Now the question is do I make you count?” Rarity asked, humming to herself before nodding. “I think that would probably be wise.”
She felt Fluttershy shiver against her touch and savoured the sensation. Though sadly she had to draw her hoof back, hitching it above her pet before sending it crashing it down. It clapped firmly against her rump with a harsh crack echo outward.
“One!” Fluttershy yelped.
Rarity chuckled. “Good filly.”
Then she drew back and delivered another.
“Two!”
And another
“Three!”
She then moved onto the other cheek, brushing her hoof across Fluttershy’s slit before resting it upon her flesh once more. The little bit of stimulation was electric in quality, sending a shiver crawling up her submissive’s spine.
The carrot was always such a tempting prize after having to endure the stick.
Rarity delivered three more strikes in quick succession, ensuring that both cheeks were properly marked by a nice ration of red. In total there were six nearly identical rings imprinted upon her flesh, each neatly mirrored on either side of Fluttershy’s rump.
Though the hoof was only a warm up as Rarity sparked her horn, reaching out and grabbing another instrument, deciding to go with her flogger. It wasn’t the largest that she owned but it was one that fit neatly inside of her suitcase.
Very carefully she started to twirl it, circling it around again and again, faster and faster. Each of the little strands whooshed as they broke through the air, quickly gaining such frightening speed. Fluttershy tensed at the sound but Rarity wasn’t quite so eager to give it to her. Instead, she let the moment fester and grow pregnant, allowing Fluttershy’s poor brain to torment her instead.
The seconds drew along with Fluttershy slowly growing complacent. Then, just as she seemed ready to relax, Rarity drove the flogger across, striking her with the various strands of leather. The blow sounded lighter than the hoof but it was still impressive, making Fluttershy draw in a pained note. Sure, each individual flog wasn’t much but combined together they had quite the effect.
Back and forth Rarity continued to lash out, wheeling it around again and again. Each lash, each blow, each note added just a little more red to Fluttershy’s hindquarters. It wasn’t long before the whole surface glowed such a tantalizing shade.
All the while, Fluttershy continued to mew and groan, reliably counting off each of the blows without delay or missing a single note.
Rarity bit her lip, feeling such a thill at the sight. She could feel herself start to grow wet within her cage.
This fact did not bode well for Fluttershy as the only productive direction that Rarity could dispel her desires was to further her own sadistic cravings. After all, when a pony like her couldn’t feel pleasure, they required another means of deriving enjoyment.
“How are you doing, darling?” Rarity asked.
Fluttershy shivered. “I… I’m good.”
“Happy to hear it,” Rarity teased.
The flogger went away and Rarity instead drew forth the carrot. Which in this case was a small vibrator which she pushed into her beloved’s swollen pussy. She didn’t tease her with it, however, instead allowing her a modest amount of stimulation as she turned it on.
“Here is how this game is going to work, dear,” Rarity murmured, sounding so casual for a mare who held all of the cards. “I am going to beat your ass and I won’t stop until you’ve climaxed. Do you understand me?”
Fluttershy was silent for a moment before nodding slowly.
“Do you think you can handle that?” Rarity then asked, offering a lifeline if it was needed.
Fluttershy drew in a breath and nodded a bit more assuredly. “Yes, Miss Rarity.”
Rarity smiled and turned her attention back to her implements of torment, clicking her tongue against the roof of her mouth as she tried to figure out which one would be the best for what she planned to do next. She decided on a simple black crop that was about a foot and a half long, bearing more than enough heft to leave some truly beautiful marks behind.
“Do you remember your safeword?” Rarity asked, realizing that she probably should’ve checked before they engaged in this affair. Though it was better late than never in that regard
Fluttershy nodded.
Rarity rewarded her with a burst of magic, using it to turn the vibrator up to one of its more intense settings. This was enough to make her beloved moan so loudly, her praise coming forth upon hurried bursts of exertion.
“You sound so divine,” Rarity teased.
She drew back the crop and decided not to delay a moment longer. After all, she knew that Fluttershy could handle this. Her first blow was modest, right above the cutie mark. It landed with a nice crack, a sharp sting that left a glowing red mark behind.
It was so pretty and Rarity couldn’t help herself as she caved to her sadistic tendencies, loving the sound of crop against flesh as it smacked into Fluttershy again and again in such quick succession. Each blow was modest but strong enough to jerk forth a hurried breath from her companion.
Fluttershy’s flesh and moans were such a strange instrument to play but Rarity did so with dedication. She so enjoyed the music that came from it, savouring it with an acquired taste.
And Fluttershy was such a dear, murmuring each number without delay. Her voice had devolved and was much weaker than before. Yet, she continued like a good pet, fulfilling Rarity’s every request.
Rarity used her magic to lift Fluttershy’s tail and she shivered as she saw the way that her plaything’s juices coated her lips and a few strands even linked them together with her own tail. It was such a delicious treat and Rarity couldn’t help but lean forwards and shove her lips against it, appreciating a sample.
Though this was the only taste she allowed herself as she once more drew back, twirling the crop in the air.
Fluttershy moaned so freely and Rarity saw no reason to deny her as she turned the vibrator on to its most potent setting, really pushing her to the brink. The act seemed to get quite the reaction out of her, making her cry out with a pleasured glee.
Her euphoria became Rarity’s, her song filling her Mistress with such excitement. An energy coursed through Rarity which she channeled into her crop, lashing out again and again, striking her plaything like the drumbeat of some frantic rock song that Rainbow might’ve listened to.
Each blow left behind a lovely mark, a glowing trophy that would linger for a good while yet. Maybe some of them would even grow purple or blue, lingering behind for the next few days. It was always so much fun to see Fluttershy whimper and moan when she had to take a seat after a session as rough as this.
Though it seemed that her dearest plaything would not be left to endure for much longer as her back arched and her hips ground forward as if they had a mind of their own. She was in the throes of euphoria and each lash of the crop seemed to edge her ever closer to the brink.
“Cum for me, darling,” Rarity ordered.
And Fluttershy obeyed, taking only a few more moments to surrender her pleasure as it came gushing forth. It sprayed back, plastering the floor in a few beads of thick moisture. Still, this was a climax and Rarity had given her word, obediently placing the crop aside and ending her torment.
With her mana freed, she then used her magic to pluck the vibrator out, placing it aside.
Fluttershy seemed to be utterly exhausted, panting for breath. Her whole rump was lit up like a Christmas tree. Additionally, a nice layer of juices drained down along their inner thighs, soaking into the fur that coated them.
Rarity came over and crawled onto the bed, patting the spot beside herself and silently inviting Fluttershy over. This was an offer that her dearest pet eagerly accepted, crawling into place alongside her.
“How did I do?” Rarity asked, wrapping a foreleg over Fluttershy and using it to pull her in close.
Fluttershy cooed, shivering softly against her touch. “That was intense.”
“More or less intense than when I have access to my full faculties?” Rarity teased.
Fluttershy hummed, pondering it for a moment. “You were meaner than usual but…” She snorted. “I kind of like it when you’re meaner. So, that was good.”
“Meaner,” Rarity said, nodding along. “I’ll have to remember that for our next time together.”
“Please do,” Fluttershy purred.
Rarity nuzzled into the top of her head, planting a series of tender little kisses within her mane.
“Can I ask you a question?” Fluttershy asked.
Rarity smirked. “Go for it.”
“How badly did you want to get off?” Fluttershy asked before allowing herself such a coy little smile. “Because you seemed pretty desperate back there.”
Rarity snorted and shook her head. “You have no idea how much I am currently cursing Twilight and her stupid little ideas. I’ll be having some rather strong words with her once we’ve returned to Ponyville. That much I can promise you.”
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