Saffron arrived at her newest charge. She wasn't sure what he meant by kinder, but at least this one made it clear from the beginning that no sex would be involved. The mare still shivered with each step toward the stage door. She took a deep breath and entered to find the owner.

"Crows' Nest, I'm here." She spoke as soon as the door shut behind her.

"Ah, yes, I knew I could count on Hoo'far to send me a replacement." The black old mare didn't even look at her and pushed her over to the nearest dressing room. "Put these on, we have ten minutes before showtime, chop, chop!" She tossed a costume at her. "You have one job, don't mess it up."

Saffron opened the box and pulled out a green outfit with seemed fine at first. The top was a one-piece swimsuit, but the bottom was a pair of green shorts with a hole to show off her butt. However, this wasn't what made her eyes sink into the back of her head. It was the upper part of her breasts that would go. Round spinning discs and tassels were attached to the tips like nipples. Just the mere idea of wearing this was bad enough but she feared the purpose of those was to shake her body.

"No... this has to be a mistake?" Saffron tried to get a clarification.

"Don't worry, you won't wear that horrible thing too long. If they throw enough cash to drop it." The old black mare snapped her fingers louder. "Hurry up, the show will be starting any minute."

Hearing all that only made things worse. She figured it would just be dancing around a pole for this job, not swinging around these things or worse, dropping them for a quick flash. After a solid minute of hesitation, she caved. "Oh... okay..." Saffron quickly changed into the horrible outfit and walked over to the stage door. She could hear the music and the other dancers, making her shake. "It's for the mission..." She repeated the line.

"Just remember, if they pull their dick out you have every right to slap them or charge more!!" The old black mare laughed. Her words just kept making it sound even worse.

Saffron had to fight her urge to panic and run away, closing her eyes and repeating the phrase until the spotlight fought her. The whistles of the stallions came next, forcing her to open her eyes. There was a sea of males waiting for her, most of them were drinking and shouting random insults at her. She couldn't focus on their faces or their shouts. The mare just kept her attention on the money being tossed her way.

Giving it her best, she took a deep gulp and began dancing. She started by shaking her hips, moving them around. Marching up high enough for viewers to get every shot of her legs. Hearing them groan and growl louder for the more obvious choice, she caved again and slowly twirled the tassels and discs. Every movement was uncomfortable but the stallions couldn't get enough of it. It wasn't like she didn't know how to dance, but the idea that every stallion was seeing her body like this.

Each minute on the stage felt like an eternity. Her movements were starting to become sluggish and she could barely focus on the stage. The stallions were loving it and the tips were rolling in. She didn't dare look down at their faces, or the ones who were standing up undoing their pants. Some mares slapped them, others winked and demanded more cash before dragging the hungry stallions away to a more private venue. Soon enough Saffron was the only mare that hadn't been offered and she was almost thankful for that.

However, she was losing the will to continue being the only one on the stage now. Her body was becoming numb and she was ready to fall. The mare's legs nearly dropped out from under her when something was said that brought her attention back to full. "Drop them!!!" The crowd roared, tossing more cash directly at her.

"No!" She shook her head, fearing what would happen next. Saffron knew what the mission called for and had been fearing that fact through the entire cart ride here. Yet even after the old black mare told her what might happen, she still wasn't ready, especially as the stallions were foaming at the mouth wanting to finally see them.

"Drop them, bitch!!" One old rich stallion got really annoyed that she denied him and walked closer to the stage. It was a sharply dressed business earth pony stallion with a green mane and an assortment of flowers around his collar. He tossed a wad of cash really hard at her face. "Let's see some tits!"

"No..." Her mind was racing, trying to think of something. When suddenly, she noticed Hoo'far walking into the place. He lowered his sunglasses and looked over the crowd, leering at the stallion who was screaming for her chest. Saffron panicked, she didn't want him to think she was chickening out now. Biting her lip, she whispered, "Father, forgive me..." With that, she dropped the upper part and showed the audience her round bouncing orbs.

The stallions screamed in joy and tossed more cash her way. She quickly bent over, scooping up all the tips she could. Gritted her teeth the entire time she shook her rack at him over and over, receiving more cash each time. She wanted to stop so badly, feeling his disgusting breath on her chest. Her fingers clawed into the stage, keeping herself from running away. The mare wanted to stop but didn't dare give Hoo'far the pleasure of her failure, her eyes on his grin the entire time.

Suddenly, his eyes flicked down for a second. Saffron was confused about what she was seeing. Her eyes followed and her will to run away increased at the sight of the old rich stallion dropping his pants. Her fingers retracted from the stage and she started to step back. However, all her strength had been drained from the dancing and the humiliation. Much to her shock, she caved for just a second, but it was enough for him to grab her and shover her down.

Saffron tried not to scream as her face crashed into the cock. Her hands gripped his legs, trying to push herself free. Yet the stallion held onto her horns and pushed her down, forcing his shaft deeper into her mouth. Her eyes widen at the horrid, sweaty, and disgusting taste. His stench was burning her nostrils and her stomach was churning. This couldn't be happening to her, this just couldn't. She struggled more and more, trying to push his fat disgusting belly away.

Her eyes leered over to Hoo'far, almost pleading to him for help. Instead, he stayed put, gesturing her to continue on the old rich stallion above her. A wave of fear shot through her heart, but she realized, this one was the target. It was the only thing that made sense. A tense of hope or denial that Hoo'far would only choose not to save her if this was the one she was after.

Gathering her remaining strength, she lifted her hand. The old stallion swatted it away and yanked her hair shoving his cock past her teeth. The length lathered over her tongue and she tried her best not to choke. Closing her eyes, the mare concentrated on touch alone. She didn't want to see that member work its way through her mouth. Yet at the same time, she needed to work her way to this beast's pocket.

Her fingers crawled up his legs, reaching the hem of his pants. It was quite hard as he began to fuck into her mouth with no regard for gagging or spit. Saffron could barely control her throat and mouth but kept him in place so she could work. Feeling a button, she slowly undid them, letting them slide to his knees. Slowly slipping her fingers inside, searching for his wallet.

Saffron was finding it hard to breathe with his member's tip reached her throat. The mare couldn't stand the idea of him fucking her mouth, and worst yet if he tried to fuck her throat. His grunting and thrusting were getting rougher and faster. The mare was growing weaker and weaker by the moment. If she didn't do something fast, her mission would be a failure.

Scratched and scrapping down deep into the pocket, she grabbed her last reserve of strength and focused on her fingers. She had to do it if she was going to save herself. Saffron felt the leather wallet, clipping it between two fingers. Trying her best to make sure he could notice, she moved just as slowly out of the pocket. The old stallion was lost in his pleasure, her plan was working.

Suddenly, a taste hit her throat, salty and sour. The stallion was about to finish. Her heart skipped a beat, if he finished in her mouth the humiliation would be too great for her mind to handle. She couldn't fail the mission, but couldn't allow this monster to release in her mouth. Her hand moved faster, hoping to grab his wallet before he could release it. Snapping it free and groaning at the old stallion.

She signaled to him to pull out. Yet, the horrid, disgusting old fool wouldn't listen. Her eyes widened in horror as he plunged into her throat and continued. Her esophagus contracted in agony, gagging on the foul seed dripping to a peaking burst. Her eyes leered back at Hoo'far. Saffron's hands reached out to him with the small tense of hope that he might save her.

"Yeah... I'm about to cum--" The old stallion was stopped as blood splattered over the stage. Faster than she could see, Hoo'far had rushed over and smashed the stallion's head into the stage. He twisted his staff down over the head smearing's the stallion face with a bloody nose. The cock popped out of her mouth just as the white ooze sprayed over the body scene.

"She said no!" Hoo'far kept a calm resolute tone, despite pressing the staff into his head.

"But she's a slut! All strippers might say no!" The stallion whimpered in a mix of pain and pleasure as his member flailed about.

The old black mare cut the music and walked up the stage. She didn't stop Hoo'far, in fact, she stepped on the tip of the old rich stallion, hard, forcing it to retract. "This is a gentlemare's club! Not some common whore house!" She kicked him in the gut so hard it knocked him out cold.

Hoo'far stepped off, grabbing Saffron's shoulder. "Grab your money. The mission is over."

"Right?" Saffron blinked at him, wondering what was happening. Grabbing as much cash as she could, she covered up her chest and found herself falling into his embrace for safety.

"Good job. You did well." He whispered to her, walking her over to the exit. Once outside he pulled out some mouthwash and cleaning wipes.

"You... you're not upset with me? I thought you would be mad?" Saffron shivered as her mind was still reeling from what had happened.

"Why would I be upset? You passed the test." He smirked at her, gesturing to the card in her hand. Her eyes widened as she couldn't fully remember grabbing it out of the wallet before the end. "You did a good job." He took the card and examined it carefully. "According to the data I've uncovered so far. That strange fruit from before is called a Diamond Zap Apple." He shined different lights over the card until a proper name showed up. "And they are primally harvested by a company called... Shimmer/Glimmer Pharmaceutical."

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Author's Note

Yes, those last names do sound very familiar. Huh, I wonder what the connection there is.