"Mr. Quarry?" The receptionist said. "The chief wants to meet you, sir."
"Her? Why would she want to see me?" Quarry muttered, rubbing his eyes before stepping out of the elevator on the floor of the office building. "I'm still new to this detective thing, I haven't even made my first badge yet..."
He trailed off when he realized he had company. In front of him was the deputy chief of police, a middle-aged black pony named Honey, who was still looking out the window.
"Uh... Chief Honey?" He asked.
"Nice to meet you again, Quarry." She said, walking into her office. "Have a seat." She waved to him to sit across from her desk while she sat on her own.
Quarry sat down and after a few minutes, she looked up at him. "So, are you excited about your first assignment?"
"Sure? I mean, I don't know." Quarry looked around, inspecting the office. "What am I supposed to be investigating?" Quarry leaned forward slightly, resting his forearms on top of his knees.
"Well," she said with an awkward smile, "You're gonna solve whether this lead is false or not. We have got a tip that a serial killer is on the loose and it's located in Sugarcube Corner."
"I'm sorry?" Quarry said, confused. "That's where Pinkie Pie lives. You know, that cheery one."
"She's very sweet, isn't she?" Honey said softly. "But I don't care." Her demeanor immediately changed, turning cold and harsh. "No," Honey continued. "If anything, she might be the serial killer." She slammed her hoof onto her desk, knocking some pens over.
Quarry gulped, standing up from his chair and moving toward the door quickly. "Thanks for the info!" He said hurriedly before exiting Honey's office. He felt a pang in his chest as he thought about Pinkie Pie. She really did seem like the nice, sweet, cheerful mare everyone seemed to think she was.
He was distracted for a moment until he found himself at the exit, fumbling to find the right key to open the door. After finding it, he stepped outside into the sunshine.
After blinking a couple of times, his vision cleared and he looked around the familiar neighborhood. He glanced up at the sky, noticing that the sun was setting over the trees.
He sighed; what were the chances? That he could get another day off, or maybe just another chance at getting an actually normal job?
He turned and walked towards the direction of the town square, pausing a little to take in the sight of the colorful flowers in full bloom.
He walked over to Sugarcube Corner, where Honey had told him to go. His heart began to pound as he remembered the events that happened earlier that morning. Even though that meant he had to go and find her and try to solve the mystery... it still wouldn’t matter if she was dead or not.
He opened the door, making the bell ring as he came inside. It took a second but then he heard the sound of footsteps running down the stairs.
A moment later she appeared at the bottom of the stairs. She grinned at him, seeming happy to see him again.
“Hello, Pinkie Pie!” Quarry smiled back, feeling the warmth spread through his body.
"Hi, Quarry! Welcome back!" The pink earth pony stared at him with a creepy smile, making him shudder. He knew something wasn't right, he could feel it in his bones, but didn't dare look away from her gaze. "Do you want to try out one of my famous cupcakes? They are so delicious!"
"I'm sorry Pinkie Pie, but I can't eat sweets right now." He said nervously while he pulled out his revolver, loading it with one bullet. "I've gotta do a bit of questioning."
Pinkie Pie didn't seem to notice, instead reaching under the counter and pulling out a large chef's knife.
"Hee hee! Don't worry, Quarry, I won't hurt you!" She giggled, pointing the blade at his heart. "You're such a cute detective, I'd never harm you!"
Quarry's mouth dropped open as he tried to react. He couldn't move because he was frozen with fear, and he didn't have enough time to aim his gun before she plunged the knife into his chest, barely missing his heart.
"Ugh... huh?" Quarry woke up, tied to a chair, his chest throbbing. He squinted as he realized he was sitting at a table in a dark, narrow room with the curtains closed.
He looked around, taking in his surroundings. There was a small lamp hanging above the table, illuminating the area. The walls were painted white and there was a cheap wooden door near him.
He looked around and tried to figure out how he ended up here. Was he in Sugarcube Corner? Maybe he was just dreaming?
All he knew was that he needed to escape.
He struggled against the ropes holding him down, but it only caused them to tighten painfully around his wrists and ankles.
"Hello?! Hello?..." He called out. "Hey, guys! Anyone here!?"
No response.
He gritted his teeth as he strained against the bonds, trying to pull the rope tighter around his body.
It was no use, his breath hitched in his throat as the pain grew unbearable.
Then, he heard a giggle, muffled by the thick curtain.
"Don't worry, Quarry," The voice said. "I won't hurt you. You're too adorable to kill."
Quarry's eyes widened as he heard the words and they echoed through his mind. He grunted and shook his head, trying to clear the dizziness. When he finally looked up, he saw Pinkamena, scaring him.
"What are you doing!?" He yelled, struggling against the ropes.
"Oh, please, don't struggle. It hurts." She cooed, pressing the end of the knife to his left cheek. "I would have killed you but I have seen your cock... and it's kind of big."
Quarry rolled his eyes, trying to ignore the fact that she was complimenting his junk.
"And besides," She continued. "If I kill you, you won't be alive to get your first badge. Hehe..."
Quarry groaned, struggling to breathe as she pressed the knife against his face.
"Please... stop... I'll answer any questions you want." He pleaded, glaring at her through watering eyes.
"Say that you're my toy and maybe I won't kill you, Quarry." She giggled, leaning closer to his ear. "You know I love playing with toys."
His eyes widened and he turned his head away, trying to avoid the smell of her perfume. "I'm your toy. Your slave."
"Mmmhmmm." She cooed as she rubbed the knife along his cheek, causing him to flinch. "Tell me what I want to hear, little toy."
"I'll let you do anything to me... as long as you don't kill me." He said quietly, wincing as she pulled the knife back a bit.
"Anything?" She licked her lips, watching him closely. "As long as I don't kill you, what do you mean?"
"I mean anything, as long as you don't kill me." He said again, tightening his jaw and looking away.
"Really?" She said, nodding. "Alrighty then, let's start with..." She paused, licking her lips, "Oral."
Quarry gulped, staring at her with wide eyes.
Pinkamena clutched his cock hard, looking into his eyes. "I know you're nervous, Quarry, but I promise I won't hurt you."
She gave him a wicked grin, leaning over and pushing her tongue out.
Quarry trembled, trying to keep his knees from buckling.
"Relax, Quarry," She purred, biting her lip as she ran her tongue down the underside of his member. "Just relax and enjoy yourself..."
Quarry stifled any moans, closing his eyes tight as she pushed her tongue down his shaft.
He gasped when he felt her sharp teeth press against the base of his dick and he shuddered as he felt them slide all the way down to the tip, sucking on it and swirling her tongue around the sensitive flesh.
"Mmhm." She hummed, holding his cock tightly between her lips. "I bet this is what you wanted, isn't it, Quarry?"
"Y-Yes," He said, breathing heavily. "Please... Please don't hurt me anymore."
"I won't, Quarry." She said, squeezing his cock in her muzzle. "I just wanna play, okay?"
She released his dick from her mouth, letting it bounce back up against his belly. She leaned forward and kissed him again, forcing her tongue into his mouth.
"Mmph..." Quarry whimpered, feeling his traitorous body respond to her touch.
Pinkamena smiled, kissing him harder and deeper as she pushed him back in his chair.
"This is going to be fun, Quarry," She whispered. "You're gonna love it."
Quarry couldn't believe he was betraying Honey by just... giving himself to her like this. Yet he was already so aroused that he couldn't help but moan as she slid her hooves underneath his shirt, rubbing her palms against his chest.
"Oh, come on, Quarry." She said, moving her hooves lower and squeezing his cock. "You've been so good, haven't you?"
Quarry moaned as he felt her soft hooves rub against his chest, caressing his skin. He was taken aback for a moment when he felt a pair of soft lips kiss his neck, causing him to gasp.
"Tsk tsk. You should be more careful with your precious stuff, Quarry." She said, nibbling lightly on his skin. "If you got caught with this, we'd both be in trouble. I wouldn't want to lose my badge."
"S-Sure..." He said, moving his hooves beneath her shirt to grab her ass.
Pinkamena giggled and pushed him back in his seat. "Stop being so rough. You'll bruise me if you're not gentle."
Quarry blushed and looked away from her, biting his lip as he watched her grind against himself, her pelvis sliding against his hard-on.
"Here." She said, taking off his pants and tossing them aside. "Let me help you out a little bit."
"Um..." Quarry said, blushing. "Are you sure?"
"Of course, I am, silly." She replied, leaning back and spreading her legs. "I've been used a ton of times before, I'm sure I can fit your big cock in."
Quarry swallowed and nodded, lifting his hips and letting Pinkamena slide his underwear off before he lifted his tail.
"There we go." She smiled, reaching behind herself and grabbing hold of his stiff cock. "This will probably hurt a bit, but I'll make it worth it."
Quarry gritted his teeth as she wrapped her soft hoof around his dick, guiding him toward her slit.
"Ah!" He gasped, tensing up as she touched her pussy with the tip of his dick.
"Shhh, it'll be alright." She said, stroking him gently. "Just relax and let me take care of you."
"Pinkamena..." Quarry said nervously, trying to keep his composure. "What are you...?"
"It's okay." She interrupted, smiling. "I'm a pro at this. Relax and enjoy yourself."
Quarry nodded, gripping the edge of the table as he felt Pinkamena push him further inside of her.
She began to rock her hips back and forth as she hummed happily as Quarry held onto her thighs for support, letting her work her magic.
He gritted his teeth, panting as he slowly pushed himself inside her, feeling every inch of her slick walls envelop his dick.
"Ha ha..." She chuckled softly, pushing her hips back against him.
He gasped and tightened his muscles as he started to thrust into her, feeling her tight insides grip him and squeeze every drop of cum out of him.
"Mmmhmmm," She moaned, running her hooves down her front. "That's a good colt, Quarry. Keep fucking me."
Quarry gasped, grinding his hips as he fucked Pinkamena, feeling her tight walls convulse around his shaft.
The pain was almost unbearable and he gritted his teeth, groaning as he slammed into her.
"Ohhh, you're really starting to get into this, aren't you?" She asked, grinning. "I didn't think you had it in you."
"I'm sorry..." He said between gritted teeth, shaking his head. "I can't... I just want this to be over..."
"Haha, I know you don't want it to end, silly." She said, grinding her hips against him. "But it's not over until I say it's over, Quarry."
Quarry wanted to stifle his emotions, but he couldn't. He moaned, bucking his hips faster and faster, feeling Pinkamena's walls squeeze around his dick as she rolled her hips.
"Agh..." He breathed, closing his eyes tight, trying to focus on something else.
"How about I make it more fun?" She stopped for a moment and pulled out a vibrator, which she slipped into her pussy. "Maybe that'll help you last longer."
Quarry couldn't believe what he was hearing. She was going to use a toy on him? That was outrageous!
"Mmhmm." She hummed, rubbing the vibrator against her clit while she rocked her hips back and forth. "I bet you're ready to cum, aren't you?"
"Y-Yes!" He gasped.
"Good!" She giggled, grabbing hold of his hair and pulling his head back. "I'm gonna make you cum so hard... Ohhh yeah, right there... mmmmmm..."
Quarry moaned as he felt Pinkamena's warm breath blow across his neck, feeling his member throb inside of her.
She squeezed his cock with one hoof and reached up with the other, placing her fingers on his shoulder.
"I told you, didn't I?" She cooed, rocking her hips back and forth. "I'm a pro at this."
Quarry gasped as she pressed the vibrator against his prostate, making him twitch. He tried his best to ignore the pleasurable sensation and maintain control, but he wasn't sure he could handle much more.
"Agh..." He grunted, bucking his hips back and forth, pounding his dick into her.
Pinkamena giggled and moaned, moaning as she felt his dick slip out of her.
"Oh, don't worry, you're not done yet." She said, grabbing hold of his hair once again and yanking his head back.
Before Quarry could say anything, the door slammed open. "Police! Stop what you're doing and put your hooves up!" A burly cop shouted.
Quarry froze, his eyes widening as he stared up at Pinkamena. Her eyes were shut tight, her cheeks flushed and her mouth open in a silent scream.
"Quarry, what's going on?!" The cop said, pointing the gun at Pinkamena.
"Umm... I don't know." Quarry said, swallowing thickly. "I came here to ask her about this new case, but she just attacked me."
The cop narrowed his eyes, glancing between Quarry and Pinkamena.
"It's a long story, ok?!"
