One Day at a Time

It was a mostly cloudless day, and a cool early autumn breeze ruffled the rows of apple trees. Most had been harvested already, but there were a few stragglers hanging onto the branches, mostly ones that hadn’t been heavy enough to fall when Applejack and her family had done their main harvest.

Fluttershy took a moment to glean one of the riper apples. She knew Applejack wouldn’t mind; the main harvest was done, and she always allowed whoever would like to come glean a few of the stragglers. She was about to bite down when she heard a voice behind her.

“Hey.”

It was soft, but Fluttershy still squeaked and spun, fluttering into the air a few hoof-lengths.

Rainbow Dash was there, sitting on a small cloud and looking worried. It was a testament to how serious Rainbow was feeling that she didn’t even smirk at Fluttershy being startled by a simple greeting.

Fluttershy landed. “Hi, Rainbow. What’s up?”

“Yeah.” Rainbow rubbed the back of her head with one hoof. “I, uh. Wanted to check in on you.”

“I’m heading to the farmhouse,” Fluttershy said. “Walk with me? We can talk.” Rainbow was one of Fluttershy’s oldest friends, and Fluttershy knew when she was beating around the bush.

“Uh, yeah. Sure.” Rainbow lifted off the cloud, but she didn’t land, instead flying alongside her like usual. She was silent for a while, and Fluttershy waited patiently, enjoying the feel of the breeze through her mane. “Um. You okay?”

“I’m just fine, Rainbow.”

“I mean with all the craziness you’re doing,” Rainbow said. “Um. Because it’s pretty out there. For you.”

“I know,” Fluttershy said. Perhaps it did get overwhelming at times, true. But she’d had Twilight there for most of it, and others, and everypony so far had insisted on appropriate aftercare. “But everypony’s taking care of me. Even you,” she said with a smile, and Rainbow blushed. “Checking up on me like this.”

She knew that wasn’t the real reason Rainbow was worried, but it was part of the reason, and for that Fluttershy was grateful.

“Yeah,” Rainbow gave a nervous chuckle. “Uh, you’re welcome. But are you sure you’re okay? All this bondage and submission stuff. You’re not, like…getting hurt?”

“Rainbow,” Fluttershy said, a little firmly. “There are a few different lists for this 'kinktober' thing floating around. I looked at a few of them and chose this one specifically because so many of the prompts lent themselves to bondage or domination scenarios. I wanted that, and from what I’m experiencing and learning, it’s perfectly safe and healthy if it’s done with the proper boundaries in place.”

“O-oh. Okay,” Rainbow said, going silent again.

Fluttershy knew if she waited long enough Rainbow would get to the point. So she waited, softly humming a tune as she walked, and Rainbow flew.

“Um, Fluttershy? Can I ask you something? About all that tying up stuff. The sub and domme stuff.”

“Of course, Rainbow.”

“Um. You’re, like, a sub, right?”

She wondered where this was going. “Most of the time, yes. But not always.” She thought about the wonderful things she’d felt watching over Twilight while she was in the deprivation suit. Or the fantasies that had fired off in her head when she was watching Flash Magnus dominate Rarity, or when Rockhoof had suggested they tie him up someday.

“Oh!” Rainbow looked pleased with that answer. “How do you, uh, switch it on and off? The sub stuff?”

The picture was becoming clearer.

“It’s not like a light switch, Rainbow,” Fluttershy said. “Some situations I like to be in charge. For me, it’s a protective instinct, I think. The same part of me that wants to look after and take care of ponies, only applied to sexual situations. It’s not something I turn on and off, just something that…happens. Why do you ask?”

Rainbow was quiet again for several minutes, still looking troubled. One hoof rubbed nervously against another. She landed and trotted for a bit, then rose into the air again. Fidgety, Fluttershy noted.

“Um. I was hoping you could… I mean, that it could be…” Rainbow sighed. “I’m, uh, gonna start over, okay? And I need you to Pinkie Swear not to tell anypony what I’m about to say. Except, uh, maybe to AJ. Maybe.”

“I swear. Cross my heart, hope to fly,” Fluttershy said, doing the requisite pantomime. That caveat was very interesting.

The Pinkie Promise was, apparently, enough. “Okay, uh, so. When you made your announcement and AJ and I first started talking about… ya know. Trying stuff out. And then we had our first scene, with the sybians, and Twilight, and the costumes…”

Fluttershy didn’t think Rainbow even realized her tail was flagging, giving Fluttershy a bit of a show. She smiled and said nothing.

“It was, um, really nice. Lots of fun, you know?”

“I thought so too.”

“But, uh, it’s all sub stuff. And I didn’t think… you know.” Rainbow growled in frustration. “Ugh. It’s so hard to put this into words.”

“You’re doing fine,” Fluttershy said encouragingly, and Rainbow appeared to take heart at her calm tone.

“Yeah. Thanks. So I thought, reading about this stuff, that I’d be one of the ones doing the tying. Being in charge. Holding the whip, or the remote control. I thought I’d be the domme. It’s who I am outside of sexy games. With the ‘Bolts, I’m an officer. When I visit the training camp I’m an instructor. I’m a team leader at the Equestrian Games. I’m a teacher at Twilight’s school. I’m supposed to be in charge. So I figured that’s what it’d be like in, uh, sexy games too.”

“It’s not?” Fluttershy asked.

“No!” Rainbow wailed. “I’m all bottom! I’m all bottom and I don’t understand why! We tried it. AJ and I. Tried to switch. It just… didn’t work out. We were both drier than a…”

She blushed, looking back at Fluttershy with wide eyes as her mouth snapped shut.

“It…well, it just didn’t work out.”

She trailed off, ears drooping.

“I don’t understand,” Fluttershy said. “What’s the problem, then?”

“Isn’t… isn’t being a sub uncool?” Rainbow said in a rush. “I mean, dommes are awesome! AJ when she gets all bossy is just…unf.” She ended her sentence in a little grunt, even going so far as to clench her thighs together in a way that made Fluttershy giggle. “She is, really! Oh, you probably know that, she was in your scene last night. Yeah, and she’s incredible with ropes, and really good with her tongue when she…”

Rainbow’s tail was flagging again, and this time she realized it and thrust it back down with a little gasp.

“P-point is, being a domme is cool.”

“So it being a sub,” Fluttershy said softly.

“Is it?” Rainbow shot back. “You’re not the boss, the leader. You’re not the one in charge.”

“And you have to be the one in charge to be cool?” Fluttershy asked.

“Yeah. Duh.”

“I think you’re looking at this wrong,” Fluttershy said. “Do you think I’m cool? Rarity? Pinkie? Twilight?”

“Well, I guess, sorta, a little. You’ve got that whole ‘I’m shy but don’t mess with my friends or I’ll wreck your shit up’ vibe, which is it’s own kind of awesome. And Rarity’s very cool when she’s not freaking out about nothing. Pinkie’s cool in her own Pinkie way, and Twi…heh. Nerdy-cool is a thing, I guess.”

“All of those mares are subs, Rainbow.”

“Yeah, but it’s not my kind of cool, you know?”

Fluttershy frowned. It was time for a different tactic.

“Do you enjoy submitting to Applejack? Does she make it fun?”

“Oh, yeah, it’s super hot,” Rainbow admitted quickly enough. “Like I said, she’s amazing with ropes. Every night we’ve tried a different tie. She always makes sure I cum buckets. She's got a pet name for me. And we even have a…”

She broke off, blushing.

“...um. But just because it’s hot doesn’t mean it’s cool. It, like, weirdly doesn’t fit my vibe. Does it?”

Fluttershy laughed. “Rainbow, your vibe is whatever you want it to be. And besides, what you do in private has nothing to do with your public persona, does it?” Rainbow was still frowning, so Fluttershy shifted gears. “Think about it this way. You are cool, right? And awesome, and radical?”

“Duh,” Rainbow said, with a weak grin.

“And you are those things not because of what you do, but because of who you are,” Fluttershy said confidently. “And because you are cool by definition, anything you do is also cool by definition. Because you’re the one doing it. Even submitting sexually to Applejack.”

Rainbow eyed her, eyes narrowed, and opened her mouth to protest.

“No, actually think about it, Rainbow,” Fluttershy said. “You just told me that everypony can find their own way to be cool. Even Twilight Sparkle.”

Rainbow laughed at that.

“But if that’s true, then maybe submitting is perfectly cool, and you’re just feeling insecure and afraid at this new information you’re just discovering?” Fluttershy asked.

Rainbow stared at her, even dipping in midair when she seemingly forgot to flap her wings.

“Um,” she said simply. “M-maybe.”

But Fluttershy could see that she was still thinking things through.

“There’s more to it, though. Maybe I’m bad at being a domme. Whatever. I can accept that. But what if…” She landed, dropping her voice to a whisper. “What if I’m bad at being a sub, too?”

“Rainbow, I’m sure you’re not bad at—”

“But I am!” Rainbow hissed. “I fight her constantly. Sure, I let her tie me up, but I argue and sass back at her, I struggle when she ties me up, I resist, I don’t follow her orders. Like, I can’t help myself. And it’s so much fun, but it’s also a constant struggle between the two of us.”

She sounded worried, but Fluttershy merely nodded. “So?”

“So? So?! Aren’t good subs supposed to… I don’t know, submit?”

Fluttershy laughed. “You need to do some more research, Rainbow. Just like there are all kinds of dommes, there are all kinds of subs.” She’d have to thank Flash Magnus for the long conversation. “Everybody approaches submitting in different ways, even in different scenes.” She scoured the memory of her conversation with Flash. “I think he called what you do being a ‘brat’.”

“A brat?” Rainbow sounded offended.

“You don’t have to call it that if you don’t want to,” Fluttershy said quickly. “I just wanted you to know that there are subs that enjoy the power struggle.” Like they want their domme to earn their submission, rather than simply giving it.”

“So… a competition,” Rainbow mused.

“Right!” Fluttershy said brightly, then lowered her voice conspiratorially. “But one you both know you really are going to lose in the end. Because a good domme makes the losing a lot of fun.”

Rainbow stared at her for a second, then started to chuckle.

“Okay. Okay, Fluttershy, I think I get it. I’ll talk to Flash Magnus, too. You said he knows a lot about all of this, right?” She paused a bit. “Um. You’re on your way to Applejack’s for your next scene, right? Do you mind an addition? A little change of plans?”

“You’re going to join in?” Fluttershy was elated. “Rainbow, that would be wonderful!”

“As long as you don’t mind a brat like me tagging along, I’m there,” Rainbow said.

“Y’all did what?” Applejack demanded, eyes narrowed in feigned outrage. At least Fluttershy hoped it was feigned. “You spilled all of our private sex games to Fluttershy, just like that? Dashie, you should be ashamed.”

Applejack had practically tackled Rainbow as soon as the two of them had stepped into the barn and, after a quick discussion of their plans, had sat on Rainbow while the mare thrashed and squirmed in the straw and dirt.

“Get off, get off me, AJ! I swear I—”

“Oh, I’m gonna get off, Dashie,” Applejack said menacingly, while Fluttershy looked on a little stunned. “And if you wanna get off too, you gotta start behavin’. Starting with what you just called me.”

Rainbow narrowed her eyes and scowled. “AJ.”

Applejack’s hoof descended hard onto Rainbow’s rump, and the loud slap filled the barn.

“AAAAHH!! Ma’am! I mean ma’am.”

“That’s better, Dashie,” Applejack said. Fluttershy realized something; Applejack was using a pet name for Rainbow Dash. She’d used it last night, too. Interesting. “Fluttershy? Grab that rope on the bale, there.”

It wasn’t the usual utility rope that Fluttershy knew Applejack and her family used around the farm. This was much higher quality; soft to her hoof and flexible.

“Wh-what do you think you’re doing?” Rainbow demanded, then winced when Applejack raised her hoof. “M-ma’am! What are you doing, ma’am?”

“Teachin’ ya a lesson,” Applejack said. “Gotta pay for your crimes, Dashie. Startin’ with a smack for everytime ya forget yerself.”

The hoof descended, and Rainbow’s yelp sounded suspiciously like a gasp of pleasure. Fluttershy hid a smirk behind her hoof, and flew over with the rope.

“Here you go, Applejack,” Fluttershy said. The original plan had been a rope session with Applejack. But now, she realized, it was turning into a bit of a domination presentation. Fluttershy didn’t mind taking the assistant’s role here; it would be interesting to see their dynamic first hoof.

“Thanks, Shy.” She dangled the rope in front of Rainbow’s face. “Now, are y’all gonna play nice? Or do we do this the hard way? If’n it were me, I’d show our guest here how much of a good girl I could be.”

That settled it, and Rainbow’s expression shifted to a stubborn smirk. It was a subtle reminder from Applejack that the whole point was to show off the bratty side of submission, and Rainbow was going to play her role.

“I think not,” Rainbow snarled, and thrust up with her hindhooves, toppling Applejack off her and launching into the air.

Fluttershy backed away quickly, even as Applejack dashed after her, rope in hoof. It was incredible how Applejack could tie a lasso, one-hoofed, so quickly, but she did it, and was spinning around even as Rainbow made for the barn door.

Fluttershy was certain that Rainbow could have lifted the bar and escaped, but when she got to the door she swore loudly and tried to fly to the left. It was like an unspoken agreement to keep the game within bounds; of course Rainbow could have flown far out of Applejack’s reach, but that wasn’t the game they were playing today.

“Consarn it, yer only makin’ this harder on yerself!” Applejack cried, and Rainbow blew a raspberry. “Swear to Celestia, I’m gonna tan yer blue hide!”

Fluttershy would have been more worried if both mares weren’t grinning.

What followed was a combination race, game of tag, and wrestling match. Dash darted about the barn, shooting this way and that, while Applejack chased after, trying to catch her in the loop of her lasso. At one point Rainbow flew too low and Applejack lunged, catching a hindhoof and dragging her to the straw-covered dirt floor.

She was a genius with ropes, Fluttershy realized. It took only a moment for Applejack to have Rainbow’s hooves all trussed up in a tight coil of rope. Her wings followed next, with a rope wrapped tightly around Rainbow’s barrel.

“Lucky shot,” Rainbow spat, and yelped when Applejack smacked her flank. “It was…ma’am,” she spat out, but Applejack merely chuckled.

“Sure, y’all keep tellin’ yerself that, whatever ya need to hear,” Applejack said calmly, tossing the loose end of the rope over a rafter. She pulled the other end until there was nearly no slack left, but then paused. “Yellow,” she said, firmly, and glanced back at Fluttershy. Rainbow stopped thrashing for a moment, watching curiously.

“Everything okay?” Fluttershy asked.

“Eeyup,” Applejack said. “Just wanted to take a mo’. Suspension play is really tricky, if ya don’t want an injured sub. Gotta do your ties right, or you get hurt limbs or even worse. This one makes it look like you’re danglin’ by your hooves, but the weight is spread out over the hooves and the barrel.”

“Yeah, yeah,” Rainbow said dismissively. “We’ve had this chat every day for the last week, AJ. Don’t worry, I trust you.”

“It ain’t just about trust,” Applejack said frowning. “I know y’all trust me, and I’m grateful. But I still mess up sometimes, so as a reminder. Y’all warn me if you feel any tingling, numbness, or pain.”

“Gonna feel a lot of pain when you start smackin’ my ass,” Rainbow smirked, and Applejack scowled again. Rainbow relented. “I know, I know! I’ll say something. I know the signals.”

“And if yer sass means I gotta gag ya?” Applejack asked.

“I’ll hum. Pinkie’s Smile song,” Rainbow said confidently, and Fluttershy realized this exchange sounded familiar. They were really taking safety seriously, even though Rainbow appeared to be flippant about it.

“Good girl, Dashie,” Applejack said with a nod, and Fluttershy nearly giggled as Rainbow flushed with embarrassed pleasure at the praise. “Not that it’s gonna get you out of yer punishment. Ready to go up?”

“Ready,” Rainbow said.

“You ready Fluttershy?”

“Mmhmm.”

“Kay. Up ya go!”

She yanked hard on the rope and Rainbow Dash was hauled, squirming and thrashing, until she was suspended by her hooves off the ground.

“Hey! Hey, whatchu doin’? Lemme go!” Rainbow protested, back firmly in the scene. Applejack shook her head. “I’ll get out of here eventually, and when I do, you’re toast, AJ!”

“Y’all never learn,” Applejack clicked her tongue in disapproval. “Yer gonna get smacked for that, ya know. Maybe y’all need a hoof, to keep from misbehavin’. Shouldn’t need a crutch, but some ponies just don’t learn. Fluttershy, grab that sack over by where the ropes were.”

The sack was a little heavy, and Fluttershy peeked inside. There was a paddle, of course. More rope. A few handkerchiefs, and something blue. She trotted over to Applejack.

Applejack reached inside to retrieve the bit of blue cloth. It was the same panties she’d had on yesterday. Rainbow’s eyes widened.

“Wore these for the scene yesterday, and then some today. They got nice and wet.”

“Those’re mine!” Rainbow protested.

“That I won from you, fair and square. But sure, you want ‘em back? Fine.”

“Wha—”

Applejack was quick as lightning, shoving the balled up panties into Rainbow’s mouth. Rainbow’s eyes went wide with fury, and she was clearly trying to spit them out, but Applejack’s hoof on her muzzle stopped her. With another hoof she retrieved a strip of cloth, quickly tying a cleave gag and trapping the panties inside.

“There. Happy now? Got a smile for me?”

It was an implicit invitation to use her safety signal if she wanted, Fluttershy realized. And Rainbow clearly knew it too, though she merely scowled and sputtered angrily at Applejack.

“Fair ‘nough,” Applejack said philosophically. “Time to punish ya, then. Y’all were gettin’ mighty free with my name, not callin’ me right. And then there was that silliness of tryin’ to avoid your rightful punishment. Fluttershy, you wanna watch or help?”

“Um.” Striking a sub was a boundary for her.

“Y’all don’t gotta if ya don’t wanna,” Applejack said. “And I’ll be doin’ the spankin’ so don’t you worry about that.” She narrowed her eyes at Rainbow. “Cuz she did earn plenty o’ that.”

“I’ll help,” Fluttershy said, after some consideration. Just because Rainbow wanted the punishment didn’t mean she wanted to be the one to give it. But she didn’t mind participating, not really.

“Good. Y’all grab this rope here and spin her in a circle, slowly,” Applejack said, giving the suspended Rainbow a nudge with one hoof. Rainbow swayed back and forth, growling and sputtering in her gag. “Every time her cute little butt faces me, I’ll give her a little kiss.”

She pulled a long wooden paddle out of the sack. She didn't mean the kind of kiss with lips, Fluttershy noted with a smirk.

“Then we keep going until I decide she’s learned. Let’s start with ten, see where we are.”

Fluttershy didn’t quite understand, but she nodded, taking hold of the rope. She started to walk in a circle, and Rainbow twisted and thrashed, trying vainly to escape. Her long rainbow tail dragged in the dirt as she spun.

“Prepare yourself, Dashie,” Applejack said, rearing back with the paddle in one hoof.

“MMMFF! MM! HMM!! HHHMMMMFF!” Rainbow shouted.

But her protests didn’t change a thing. As soon as her hindquarters, complete with thrashing tail, were pointed at Applejack, she struck, swatting the paddle down on Rainbow’s rump.

“MMMMHHHHFFFF!” Rainbow screamed again.

“That’s one,” Applejack said smugly, and Fluttershy felt herself growing wet. She kept rotating Rainbow around again. The rope was twisting above her, and Fluttershy shot a questioning look at Applejack. Applejack simply rotated her hoof in the air and nodded.

“MMMPH!” Rainbow screamed.

“That’s two.”

“EEEEMMMPH!”

“Three, Dashie.”

Four, five, six, seven, eight, nine and ten. Each strike drew out a symphony of cries from Rainbow, and a sympathetic pulse of arousal from Fluttershy.

By the time Fluttershy pulled her around for the tenth strike, Rainbow was crying from both ends, her marehood drooling between two paddled-red flanks.

“You learned your lesson?” Applejack drawled.

“Mmmhmmm…” Rainbow said slowly.

“Not yet you ain’t. Fluttershy, let her go. And step back.”

Rainbow realized what was about to happen just as Fluttershy let go. “Mmphf? EMMM!! NNNNPHH!!!”

But it was too late. The twists in the rope began to untwist, and Rainbow spun around in a dizzying spiral. She screamed into her gag in alarm and dismay.

It took a few seconds for the rope to untwist. By that point Rainbow’s expression was dazed and overwhelmed.

“The paddlin’ was for failin’ to call me right,” Applejack said. “The spinnin’ was for tryin’ to escape. Got anything to say to me now?”

Carefully Applejack untied the gag, and Rainbow immediately spit out the panties.

“Do your worst, AJ,” Rainbow shot out. Her voice sounded weak and dizzy, and her eyes wouldn’t focus, but her smile was confident.

“Up to you,” Applejack said, shoving the panties back in and re-tying the gag. “Fluttershy, spin ‘er up again.”

“RRRMMMPH!”

Fluttershy hesitated. “Um, are you…”

“MPH!”

“...okay, Rainbow. You asked for it.”

“Eeyup,” Applejack said with a laugh, as Fluttershy started to twist her up again. “That’s how she works. Always lookin’ to push her limits to the max. She wants me to test her until she can’t take no more. And consarn it, I love doin’ it. Hold her right there, Shy…her buns ain’t red enough no more.”

“MMPH!!!”

After five more swats, Fluttershy let her spin again. Then there was more spanking.

On the third rotation, they took the gag off again.

“How’s yer attitude, sugarcube?” Applejack asked.

“P-please,” Rainbow stammered. “N-no more sp-spinning…”

“The spinnin’s too much, but not the spankin’?” Applejack laughed. “Sure ‘nough. You wanna avoid more punishment, you know what you gotta do.”

“I’m sorry, ma’am! I’m sorry I forgot to use your title!”

“Ya are? Than why’d ya do it in the first place?”

“B-because…” Rainbow’s eyes shot to Fluttershy, and a hint of a grin graced her muzzle. “B-because I’m a brat, she said. I’m a brat who craves attention! I crave your touch!”

“So y’all misbehave so that I’ll spank ya, just because you want my hoof on ya?” Applejack said, shaking her head sadly. “Pathetic.”

Rainbow shook her head. “N-no…”

“It’s not true?” Applejack raised the paddle again.

“Y-yes!” Rainbow yelped. “It’s true! I’m pathetic!”

“Well, if all you wanted was to be touched, y’all coulda asked.”

“Please! Ma’am, I’m… I’m so horny! Touch me! Please!”

“Hmm…” Applejack leaned in close, her muzzle close to Rainbow’s. “Nah.”

And she shoved the gag back in place.

“MMMPH! MMM! MMMNNNMM!”

“But…” Applejack held up a hoof. “Doesn’t mean Fluttershy can’t. Maybe you should ask her.”

Rainbow’s eyes shot to Fluttershy, and she jerked her head around. Her thrashing made her sway and dance. “Mmmm! MHPHHH!! NNNFF!”

“What’s that, Rainbow?” Fluttershy asked, grinning. “Something you want?”

Rainbow bounced in her bonds, managing to thrust her nethers towards the both of them.Fluttershy looked to Applejack, who merely sat back against a hay bale and, spreading her legs, began to casually stroke herself with a hoof, her eyes closed.

“Well, okay. You didn’t disrespect me, after all. I think you’ve learned your lesson.”

She flitted her wings to move right between Rainbow’s hindhooves, leaning down to her helpless exposed marehood.

Rainbow was drenched, her marecum dripping down past her ponut to soak her dock and tail.

“Mmm. Looks tasty. Mind if I take a lick?” Fluttershy giggled. “Of course you don’t.” And she dove in tongue first.

The ecstatic noises that came from behind Rainbow’s gag reminded Fluttershy of the very first day of the month where she’d beaten Rainbow in the orgasm race. She leaned up to look her in the eye, licking the tangy marecum off her lips.

“You know, Rainbow, if you cum before Applejack, I’ll give you a special reward,” she said slyly. Rainbow lifted her exhausted head, eyes wide. Fluttershy glanced behind her to see Applejack’s sly smirk. Suddenly Applejack’s masturbation became much more frantic.

“MMHMM!” Rainbow demanded, thrusting herself up at Fluttershy. Fluttershy laughed and lowered herself again, her tongue going to work on Rainbow’s clit.

In the end, Rainbow was just too worked up to lose that race. She spasmed and tensed in her bonds, screaming loud enough that Fluttershy was sure they heard her back in the farmhouse. Fluttershy didn’t stop, tongue dancing about her folds even as she came right onto Fluttershy’s muzzle. She kept pleasuring her until Rainbow’s orgasm stopped and she slumped, limp, in her bonds.

“Ah… ah, Fluttershy, that was hotter than a kirin in estrus,” Applejack said. “I’m so close I could… I… I could… aahhhh…AAAAAHHH!”

Applejack pressed her hoof hard into her marehood, and leaned back against the hay bale as she came. When she finally came down and opened her eyes, Fluttershy beckoned her over.

“C’mere,” she said softly. “I think you have a loving sub who needs some kisses. And me too,” she finished with a laugh.

Applejack was more than happy to oblige.

Rainbow and Applejack both insisted that Fluttershy be in the middle of the cuddle pile they shared in Applejack’s room. She felt warm and safe piled in between the two mares, and couldn’t keep the smile off her face.

“So…” Rainbow said. “About that reward you promised me for winning the race."

“Yes,” Fluttershy said, not even opening her eyes. “A real treat, I think. You’ll enjoy it.”

“What?” Rainbow demanded, but Applejack chuckled. At least she could sense the mischievousness in Fluttershy’s tone.

“In a few days,” Fluttershy said, “the kink I’ll be trying involves chastity belts and orgasm denial. And I think we found the perfect bratty sub who would love to test it out with!”

"Woah, nelly," Applejack laughed, sounding aroused and excited.

Rainbow’s whimper was full of both fear and anticipation.