Rainbow Dash excitedly left her home. After the intense, fun and convivial time she had yesterday, the cerulean weatherpony was antsy for whatever would come today. The sky was a beautiful shade of cyan with few clouds present. The weather matched her emotions; cheerful, sunny, and warm.

Yesterday was amazing! I can’t wait to see what Mistress and my Queens have prepared for me today.

As she flew towards the Crusaders Clubhouse, her mind idly flickered to the many possibilities of what may lay in store upon her arrival.

Degradation and bullying tactics? More cunningulus? Will Mistress have the bangle today? Will Mistress be devoted and doting or dominant and demeaning? Loving? Punishing? What about Queen Apple Bloom and Queen Sweetie Belle? More mockery? The anticipation is causing anxiety! I’m yearning to know!

Her wings flapped with vigor and gusto as she eagerly flew towards her destination. She left her Cloudominium at 8:30 and knew she’d not be tardy. An appointment with her Mistress and Queens so early in the morning gave the speedster hope that she’d be spending most of the day with the three dominant fillies. With that thought in her mind, the weathermare unconsciously squealed with a shrill tone.

Rainbow raised a cerulean hoof and shielded her eyes from the sun. She placed her hoof underneath her forehead and squinted. The familiar shape of the Crusader’s Clubhouse came into focused view. Grinning jovially, her wings redoubled her efforts, and she zoomed with great speed towards the wooden structure.

Less than two minutes transpired before the speedster landed in front of the clubhouse. She noticed Scootaloo standing at the bottom of the staircase, and, raising a cerulean hoof towards her Mistress, waved in a friendly manner at the orange pegasus.

“Good morning, Mistress Scootaloo!”

The small, young filly smiled pleasantly at her pet and nodded gently towards her. Scootaloo reciprocated the gesture and wished a good morning to Rainbow. Then, she extended her other hoof from behind her back and procured a blindfold.

Rainbow noticed the object and her heart began to palpitate from exhilaration. She took a step towards her Owner, and, with a shaking voice, asked if Scootaloo wanted Rainbow to wear it immediately.

A giddy, affirmative nod was the response from her Mistress. Dash ambled up to the young filly and knelt before her. Scootaloo, pleased with the obvious submission and eagerness by Rainbow, hastily tied the blindfold over the cerulean mare’s eyes.

“A new element for our play, Dashie. Being blindfolded and unaware of what may happen to you. Exciting to imagine, isn’t it?”

Rainbow took a deep breath as she felt the silky, velvet object obscure her vision. Scootaloo was upping the ante with each session and the speedster loved the new development.

“Extremely, Mistress. Do you have rope or shackles inside, too?”

Scootaloo chuckled at the brazen inquiry of her pet. The filly softly rubbed her hoof alongside the lower mandible of Rainbow.

“Patience, Dashie. I appreciate your energeticness, but enjoy what the Cutie Mark Crusaders have planned for you.”

Rainbow Dash felt a hoof gently poke her ribcage and gasped at the unexpected prod.

“It’s me, Pet. I’m helping you climb the stairs and enter the clubhouse.”

The speedster relaxed as the familiar voice of her owner was detected. She nodded in gratitude.

Scootaloo told Rainbow to begin walking. The order was immediately followed. Slow hoofsteps clacked on the wooden staircase. Creaks from the mahogany permeated their ears. Despite being in an antsy rush to discover what would happen today, Rainbow took her time and walked carefully up the makeshift planks of the impromptu staircase.

The speedster was halfway towards the clubhouse. Scootaloo watched as the weathermare walked by. Feeling saucy, Scootaloo extended a hoof and swatted Rainbow’s plot.

Rainbow released a salacious moan of pleasure from the sensation. She knew Scootaloo was the culprit of the lascivious act. With a crimson tint adorning her cheeks, she playfully chastised her Mistress for the spank.

Scootaloo smirked at the puckish banter and hastily swatted Rainbow’s hindquarters a second time. In response, another moan escaped the speedster’s mouth. Concurrently, the cerulean mare’s blush furthered.

“I know you’re acting kittenish. But, the spanks are extra auxiliaries that are designed to reaffirm your status as my pet. You’ll always belong to me, Rainbow Dash.”

A third spank was delivered to Rainbow’s plot. RD’s breathing labored slightly from the constant coquettish displays. She loudly moaned and released a low gurgle of incoherently strung together words.

Scootaloo ignored them.

“Get up those stairs, whorse. There’s five left. Doorknob is on your right.”

Nodding, Rainbow complied. Her hooves trudged over the remaining stairs. Upon ascending the staircase, Rainbow extended a hoof to her right and attempted to locate the doorknob.

Scootaloo, with mild amusement, observed her pet’s behavior.

She’s so beautiful. Whether I regard her as my heroine, who performs amazing aerial tricks and exhibits irrepressible courage and loyalty, or my pet, who obeys every command and demonstrates epitomized obedience, I’ll always love you deeply, Rainbow Dash.

“Scootaloo!”

The young pony rapidly shook her head to escape her interior monologue. Dazed and confused, she stared at Rainbow Dash.

“Hey! Did you hear me, Mistress?”

Scootaloo hastily rubbed both eyes with her hooves in an attempt to regain a semblance of concentration.

“Huh? What?”

With a teasing scowl, Rainbow explained that she couldn't find the doorknob and had asked Scootaloo to open the door.

Scootaloo, with embarrassment at her fawning daydream, rubbed her mane in discomfiture while apologizing for making Rainbow wait. The filly gently slid underneath Rainbow’s forehooves and used her fetlock to make the door ajar.

The orange filly slipped into the clubhouse and audibly beckoned Rainbow inside.

“There’s nothing directly in front of you. Just walk towards my voice, Pet.”

Rainbow obeyed and entered the abode. Using Scootaloo’s voice as a guide, the cerulean mare walked towards the younger pony.

“Stop, Dashie. You’re about three meters away.”

Heeding the command, Dash halted her movements. Her ears twitched at the audible sounds. Subtle and light hoofsteps, an occasional cough, and gentle clinks were all detected by the speedster.

Scootaloo, knowing her pet heard the cacophony, elucidated.

“Just my fellow crusaders, Dashie. They’re setting up something that we’re certain you’ll enjoy.”

Curious, Rainbow had an impish desire to pull the blindfold down and peek at what escapades awaited her. However, not knowing was more exciting. With no inklings, Rainbow remained erect and still until her Mistress would address her.

“Sit, Pet. It’ll only be a few more minutes until we’re completely ready.”

Rainbow Dash obeyed the order and slowly sat on her haunches. The cerulean mare’s ears occasionally twitched at detecting the sounds in the vicinity’s proximity.

“I’ll be right back, Dashie.”

The sound of Scootaloo’s hoofsteps echoed. The orange pegasus was assisting Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle with their planned shenanigans. The three fillies were placing several items on a table.

“Which one looks better, girls? The purple or polka dotted?” Sweetie Belle asked.

“Ah think polka dot. Jus’ mah opinion.”

“Purple matches my mane so it gets my vote.”

The two fillies giggled at Scootaloo’s comparison. Sweetie Belle placed both objects on the table.

“Ya foun’ that in Rarity’s room?”

“Yeah! I was shocked and slightly amazed at my sister’s choice. Her and Fluttershy went to the spa and I know she’ll look for this when she gets home. I’ll have enough time to wash it and put it back. Her spa visits take over six hours.”

What the heck are those fillies discussing? What did Queen Sweetie Belle find in Rarity’s room?

In the midst of Rainbow’s internal inquisitiveness, the pegasus felt lips gently press against her own. Despite being blindfolded, the cerulean mare’s eyes widened at the sudden sensation. She didn’t need her sight to know it was her Mistress kissing her.

Dash softly raised her two forelegs and searched for her owner’s body. They first landed on her midriff. Rainbow slowly moved her forelegs upwards. Sliding over the filly’s chest, then shoulders, Rainbow ardently advanced her appendages inwards and wrapped them carnally around Scootaloo’s neck.

The two pegasi passionately embraced in an act of solicitous salaciousness. With her forelegs enfolded around the orange pegasus’s cervix, Rainbow released an intense, frenetic display of vehement fervor. The older mare’s lips lovingly placed smackers and snogs repeatedly on the lips of the filly.

Sweetie Belle and Apple Bloom continued to place objects on the table. They’d periodically glance at the lovers.

“Scootaloo looks so happy whenever she’s kissing Rainbow.”

“Ah know, Sweetie. Good fer her. Ah’m glad she foun’ such a dedicated partn’r.”

Scootaloo moaned longingly into her girlfriend’s mouth. The filly tenderly placed an orange hoof around Rainbow’s chin and cupped it. Her other hoof traced the cerulean fluff of the speedster’s chest. She kissed Rainbow back with ardent desire.

Both ponies lovingly canoodled and concomitantly held the other in their amorous, affectionate embrace. Red blushes appeared on both lovers from the act. Zealous moans reached the ears of the white unicorn and yellow Earth pony.

“Heh. Scootaloo couldn’t wait till we had finished setting up.”

“She mus’ be itchin’ fer contact with her pet. Pretty adorable iffin Ah say so mahself.”

“Come on, Apple Bloom. Help me remove the last items from the box and we’ll be all situated.”

Apple Bloom nodded at her unicorn friend and aided the filly with the task. They placed the final objects on the table and turned back to the pair of pegasi lovers.

“We’re done, Scootaloo.”

“Yeah. Ah reck’n we’re ready ta git started.”

Hearing that, Scootaloo gently pulled away from her lover and turned her head to stare at Sweetie Belle and Apple Bloom.

Rainbow sadly whinnied from the cessation of their shared kissing. It had just gotten steamy.

Scootaloo giggled at Rainbow’s melancholic mood. She leaned in and gave Rainbow a brief peck on the lips followed by another on her cheek.

“Patience, pet. You’ll be in a lot of pleasure shortly. I guarantee that.”

Rainbow gulped at the tone. It was a mix of predatory and luscious. With a slight stammer, she managed to formulate a coherent reply.

“I’m l-looking forward to w-whatever you dominant f-fillies have planned.”

Scootaloo outstretched a hoof and lovingly rubbed Rainbow’s mane. The kaleidoscopic array of colors were entrancing to the orange filly. As she rubbed her pet’s coif, she whispered soothing words of pride.

“Good girl. Such an obedient pet. You make me the happiest filly in Equestria, Dashie.”

Rainbow released several squeaks and squeals from the imbued sensations caused by her Mistress. The speedy pegasus proudly grinned at the praise and told Scootaloo she was happy to be her pet.

“I love you, Mistress Scootaloo.”

The admissions rewarded Rainbow with another gentle kiss placed on her lips. The buss was brief and lasted for two seconds. Rainbow whined as she longed for a deeper osculate from her Owner.

“I love you too, Pet. But no whining. Behave.”

Rainbow immediately ceased her wry wails.

“Yes, Mistress.”

“Stay here. I’m going to speak with Apple Bloom and Sweetie Bell to ensure we’re ready for the real fun to begin, Dashie.”

The mare gave a tacit nod in response and did as instructed. She remained inert and waited patiently for her Mistress to return.

She heard the gentle hoofsteps of her owner as Scootaloo trot away. Whispers of the three fillies permeated her ears.

“Are you two sure we’re ready?”

“Yep! All items are laying on the table.”

“Yeah! Sweetie an’ Ah finish’d settin’ up while ya was busy kissin’ that pet o’ yers.”

Scootaloo shot Apple Bloom a mocking scowl.

The yellow Earth pony tittered and gently popped Scootaloo on the shoulder.

“Jus’ teasin’. Ah know ya couldn’ resist smoochin’ Rainbow. Sweetie an Ah got everythin’ ready. Ah promise.”

Sweetie gazed at the arrayed spread of items on the table and giggled. The possibilities of what could happen with these objects caused her glee.

“Scootaloo. Apple Bloom. We agreed that we’re ready to begin?”

Both fillies turned to the white unicorn and bobbed their heads. The escapades would be imminent and the three crusaders were beaming with the planned exploits.

Chuckling, the three fillies sauntered towards the blindfolded pegasus. Each of them turned in tandem to stare at each other. The Cutie Mark Crusaders trudged forwards with excitement coursing through their young bodies.

“Hey, Pet?”

“Yes, Mistress Scootaloo?”

“Are you ready to be utterly degraded, ridiculed, mocked, and used by three dominant fillies?”

Rainbow released a low gasp of anticipation and frantically nodded.

“Yes! Dear Celestia, yes!”

Apple Bloom chuckled at the submissive response. Sweetie Belle grinned impishly. Scootaloo smiled proudly and replied.

“As expected, Dashie. Your enthusiasm is adorable. However, you’re still a filthy whorse and a dirty fillyfooler.”

Hearing the derogatory degradation, the pegasus squeaked bashfully before wildly nodding.

“Yes! I’m a total fillyfooler! I’m nothing more than a kinky mare who loves to be debased by hot dominant fillies. Being degraded and treated like trash fills me with joy. There’s no better feeling than becoming servile and seen as an inferior pony. I love to be ridiculed, mocked, and utterly dominated. It’s my true place.”

With her vision still obscured by the blindfold, Rainbow tilted her head towards the three fillies and continued to speak.

“Will you three crusaders use me at your leisure? Utterly degrade and bully me please. I want you all to see me as garbage and treat me like complete filth. Flaunt your superiority and be as crude as possible.”

The three fillies looked at each other and grinned triumphantly. All crusaders were thrilled. Scootaloo spoke first.

“I didn’t even need to give the order to beg us. Such a good girl, Dashie.”

“Yes. You make a very prim and proper pet, Rainbow Dash.”

“Ah agree. Iffin that’s wha’ yer wantin’ that’s wha’ yer gettin’ from us.”

Rainbow squirmed under their gaze and the submissive atmosphere. Here she was, a future Wonderbolt. A loud, boisterous showoff. The Element of Loyalty and a heroine for Equestria. Yet, all of that was ignored. She sat before the three fillies without those titles. Instead, she was regarded as their submissive pony pet.

Blushing wildly, the speedster gave a deep bow and replied. “Thank you, Mistress and Queens.”

Scootaloo watched Rainbow’s biddable display. The orange pegasus smirked at the obeisance. Taking initiative, she closed the distance between herself and Rainbow. The filly put a doting hoof under Rainbow’s chin and gently tilted the speedster’s head.

Expecting another kiss, Dash puckered her lips to prepare. The speedster’s heart beat rapidly in earnest excitement.

Scootaloo didn’t press her lips to Rainbow’s. Instead, she chuckled and tenderly stroked the fur under Rainbow’s chin.

“Such a needy little pet. You’re always aching for your Mistress’s touch and commands, aren’t you, Dashie?”

The weatherpony quivered under her owner’s gaze and hold. She released three deep gasps to regain her breath control before she nodded.

“Yes, Mistress. You make me feel frenzied. I become a huge wet mess whenever you take control.”

Sweetie Belle gave a snort at the admission.

“The ‘great’ Rainbow Dash. Reduced to a plaything for a filly without her cutie mark yet. How the mighty have fallen.”

Dash squeaked at the teasing remark. The noise made Apple Bloom chuckle.

“Ah’m thinkin’ ya got the wrong cutie mark, Rainbow. Ya’ll shoulda had a collar fer yer mark. That’s yer talent. Bein’ a pet”

At the goaded taunt, Rainbow’s blush furthered. The speedster’s cheeks and muzzle turned a bright shade of pink. She submissively extended her tongue out of her maw and released another squeak.

“That’s my talent?” Rainbow parroted.

“Mhm! Instead of the name “Rainbow Dash”, you should’ve been called “Trainbow Trash.” Sweetie supplied.

A few seconds of awkward silence followed the statement before Scootaloo inquired what the unicorn meant.

“You know. Because she’d be trained as a pet, would keep her multi-chromed mane colors, and get treated like trash. Trainbow Trash sounds like a perfect name.”

“Sweetie Belle. That’s utterly stupid.” Scootaloo admonished with overwhelming disdain.

“Hey! It sounded better in my head!” Sweetie defended herself.

“It doesn’t even sound good if you think it in your mind!” Scootaloo retorted.

Apple Bloom placed a hoof on the shoulders of her two best friends and lambasted them for getting worked up over something so fatuous.

“Cun ya’ll pause yer silly fight? We gots a subby pony in fron’ o’ us. She’s achin’ ta serve. Wheth’r her name’s Rainbow Dash, Trainbow Trash, o’ anythin’ else, Ah reckon we give ‘er what she wants.”

Scootaloo and Sweetie Belle glanced at each other for a moment before collectively nodding. Their silly, petulant quarrel was puerile.

“You’re right, Apple Bloom. Scoots, let’s ignore that, and have fun with the ‘great’ Rainbow Dash.”

“Sounds great to me, Sweetie Belle. Apple Bloom is right. My pet wants to be a good submissive pegasus and act servile to her betters.”

Scootaloo removed her hoof from Rainbow’s chin. The orange filly lowered her head and placed a quick kiss on the speedster’s lips.

When it ended, Rainbow uttered a high-pitched and satisfied squeal. Her Mistress was teasing her very well today and the cerulean mare enjoyed it.

“You promise to obey any command we set forth? Whether it’s decreed by me, Apple Bloom, or Sweetie Belle? Moreover, you’ll follow the order to the best of your capabilities? No matter what we instruct, you’ll execute it down to the last letter?”

Rainbow gave a bow of great reverence and deference. She kept her chin on the ground while replying back to the dominant filly.”

“I promise to obey every order given by Mistress Scootaloo, Queen Apple Bloom and Queen Sweetie Belle. Regardless of what it is, I’ll comply without question and carry out all commands that you three demand today.”

The obsequious response caused all three fillies to collectively giggle. The crusaders were enjoying the gradual deepening submission of the usually cocky pegasus pony.

“Very good, Pet. Mistress is pleased.”

“So is Queen Sweetie Belle.”

“Ah’m mildly impressed. Bu’ actions speak loud’r than words. Prove yerself ta Queen Apple Bloom, bitch.”

Scootaloo and Sweetie Belle glanced at the southern Earth pony. Apple Bloom had demonstrated a penchant for domineering. Of the three crusaders, the yellow filly seemed the most to relish an opportunity to flaunt her superiority towards Rainbow Dash.

RD raised her head off the floor and stared in Apple Bloom’s direction before replying.

“I understand, Queen Apple Bloom. I’ll prove my words. Tell me what you desire.”

Apple Bloom studied the obsequious weathermare for a moment. Then, she simpered as a maliciously coy idea came to mind.

“Open yer mouth.”

Rainbow Dash obeyed. With her mouth open, she asked the yellow filly if she had performed the command correctly.

“Not quite. Tilt yer head back an’ extend yer tongue pass yer maw.”

The weatherpony performed the slavish behavior. Her tongue rested on her chin. The speedster’s blush deepened at her submissive display.

“Liake thipfs?”

The red-maned filly beamed proudly.

“Perfect! Now hold still.”

Rainbow Dash waited for what was to come. The pause took only a few fleeting seconds. She felt a warm, effervescent substance trickle on her tongue. It tasted oddly, yet somehow familiar.

“Apple Bloom!” Sweetie Belle yelped in surprise.

“You just…” Scootaloo began to stammer.

“Ah know what Ah’d did! An’ it felt wond’rful.”

The young ungulate turned her attention to the submissive pegasus. With a sotto voce remark, she commanded the Wonderbolt reserve to tilt her head back.

“All the way. Then Ah want’cha ta swallow mah gift.”

Rainbow didn’t waste time. She gleefully angled her head upwards and gulped the substance down. Her tongue extended further out of her mouth as her blush deepend from the submissive act.

“Complete, Queen Apple Bloom.”

To show veracity, Rainbow opened her mouth wider and lifted her tongue to show the liquid had been swallowed.

The Earth pony chuckled and put a comforting hoof to Rainbow’s coif. She began to gently rub the speedster’s mane.

“Good bitch. Ya know that ya’ll jus’ gulped mah spit? Not kiddin’ eith’r. Ah jus’ spat in yer mouth an’ watch’d ya swallow it.”

“She really did, Dashie. I’m surprised she did that.”

Rainbow swallowed nervously and lowered her head before replying to her Mistress.

“I believe it happened. Though, I’m shocked too. It was a mix of downright disgusting and hugely hot.”

Apple Bloom guffawed at Rainbow’s confession. With a smirk, she informed the speedster that she thought Dash was a dirty and kinky pet who only existed to serve her superiors.

Rainbow bit her lip at the teasing remark and took a sharp respire. Dash released it slowly before thanking her Queen for the demeaned response.

Sweetie Belle turned and strode towards the table. She selected the purple object and happily trot back to join her friends. The unicorn delicately placed the item in Scootaloo’s hooves and winked at her.

“You did say it matched your mane, Scoots. Rainbow is your pet. You should be the first to use this.”

The young pegasus gave her unicorn friend a cheeky grin and gently brought the item towards her face to inspect it closely. She turned the object multiple times to view it from different angles. Satisfied, she donned it and took a step towards Rainbow Dash.

The cerulean mare felt a looming presence and craned her neck upwards. The velvety blindfold was making her crazy. She wanted to see what was going on. But she behaved and kept it snugly over her eyes.

“Mistress?”

“Yes, Pet?”

“You’re not going to spit in my mouth too, are you?”

Scootaloo chuckled at Rainbow’s sudden and brazen question. She appreciated that Rainbow Dash had a knack for always speaking her mind.

“No, Pet. I’m happy to dominate you completely, but I’m more refined than Apple Bloom’s uncouth ways.”

“Hey! Ah’m not uncouth! Ah saw a chance ta demean ‘er, an’ Ah took it!”

Scootaloo smirked as Apple Bloom’s defense pervaded her eardrums. She put a hoof up in a placating gesture and assured her friend that it was all a jesting joke.

The vivacious orange pegasus placed a loving hoof on Rainbow’s mane and gently caressed it. Scootaloo smiled as Rainbow released small squeaks of fervor.

“I won’t spit, Rainbow. But I want you to open your mouth.”

Empirically trusting her Mistress, Rainbow extended her jaw muscles and allowed her mouth to become agape.

Seeing this, Scootaloo pat Rainbow’s head again.

“Good girl, Dashie. Next, I command you to lay on your belly. Get in a very comfortable and submissive position for me, Pet.”

The order was immediately complied. Rainbow’s belly bristles made contact with the hardwood floor. She repositioned herself to a better locus and relaxed her body.

Scootaloo whispered soothing affirmations to her property. The words made Rainbow blissfully sigh and gain joy for being a great pet. A few cute squeals of pleasure escaped Rainbow’s lips.

“Keep your mouth open. That’s all I expect you to do, Dashie. Mistress will take care of the rest.”

Rainbow did as instructed. Her mouth stayed agape. When nothing occurred after several seconds, Rainbow wondered what was going on.

That’s when Scootaloo lurched forwards and pressed herself into her pet.

Dash felt the thick, plastic, hard, strap-on push itself past her lips and bury itself in her mouth. Despite her vision being veiled, her eyes widened at the sudden impetus.

Mistress! You cheeky little-

Her thoughts were interrupted by Scootaloo’s authoritative command. However, it wasn’t directed at Rainbow, but towards the other fillies.

“Hold her down.”

Before Dash could react, she felt one of the crusaders stretch their body over her back and neck. The other tightly clutched the back of her cranium and pressed her head forwards to stabilize her position.

Scootaloo laughed heartily as she thrust her hips forwards. The purple strap-on made a loud GLURK noise as it forced itself deep into Rainbow’s mouth and partly down her throat. Enjoying the overwhelming domination she had over the speedster, Scootaloo placed her hooves on Rainbow’s mane to support her weight.

“That’s a good slut, Dashie. You’re just a glorified cocksleeve, aren’t you?”

Rainbow couldn’t reply. Here she was, the fabled, cool, awesome pegasus. The Element of Loyalty who had saved Equestria countless times from perilous dangers. The fastest flier in Equestria and the only pony to have performed the Sonic Rainbow. Yet, despite all those accolades, she lay before three dominant fillies and was reduced to their pet.

A snarky high-pitched giggle came from behind her. Rainbow surmised that Sweetie Belle was the one holding her head in place.

Scootaloo happily continued to fuck Rainbow’s throat with the purple strap-on. Between pulsated thrusts and gyrated movements, she spoke to her pet. The words were demeaning and severely sardonic.

“Assess your life, Pet. Everything you’ve accomplished has been meaningless. This is what you were created for. You were born to be my toy, Rainbow. You exist to serve me. Without the presence of me and my friends, your life has no value.”

Apple Bloom chuckled from her position upon Rainbow’s back.

Scootaloo thrusted a few more times before unleashing another smarmy quip. She sneered down at her property while speaking.

“You parade around Ponyville as if you’re Celestia’s gift to Equestria. You boast about being the best, and the speediest flier. Additionally, you constantly show off new aerial tricks and skills in an obvious ostentatious desire to be noticed. Dashie, I adore you and love you deeply, but you need to learn your place. You’re a smug, egotistical, cocky, overzealous pony who must understand humility.”

Her Mistress’s words were barely registering. Rainbow Dash was focusing on breathing out of her nasal cavity. The large strap-on was beginning to coarse her throat.

“Face the truth, Pet. You, Rainbow Dash, are not destined for greatness. Your fate isn’t to be the best. You’re not meant to have hundreds or thousands of adoring fans who idolize you. Moreover, you’re not deserving to be a Wonderbolt either. Your true destiny in this life is to be at my beck-and-call. Waiting on me hoof-and-frog. Serving me, your Mistress, is what you’re fated to do.”

Rainbow blinked back tears. They stemmed both from Scootaloo’s deep cutting words and the repeated thrusts of the strap-on in her throat.

Scootaloo told Apple Bloom to select a tool from the table and play with Rainbow. This caused the yellow filly to squeal jovially.

The speedster felt the crusader remove herself from her back. Her ears twitched as she heard Apple Bloom’s hoofsteps canter over the wooden floor. A few seconds passed before Dash listened to the filly chuckle.

“Ah got it, Scootaloo. Was hopin’ Ah’d be the one ta use this.”

The filly walked towards Rainbow, Scootaloo, and Sweetie Belle.

Dear Celestia. What now? What’s next?

Rainbow didn’t have long to mull the questions. She felt a sharp smack to her plot. The impetus caused a small moan that was muffled by the strap-on.

“Heh. Glad mah sis had this ridin’ crop aroun’. Thanks, sis!”

Applejack? Riding crop? How kinky are you, AJ?”

WHACK

Another sharp lash was cast upon Rainbow’s hindquarters. The speedster released a discordant sound that was a cross between a yelp of pain and a moan of pleasure. Despite only getting lashed twice, the speedster was confident that her keister was bright red.

“She’s such a naughty pet, Scootaloo. Did you hear that little moan?”

“I did, Sweetie Belle. Dashie here just loves to be at the mercy of us dominant fillies.”

Sweetie Belle observed Scootaloo and Apple Bloom use their toys on Rainbow Dash for a moment.

Her face conformed into a crestfallen look and she spoke melancholically.

“I wish I could pick a toy to use on Rainbow Dash too.”

Chuckling, Scootaloo instructed her unicorn friend to do so.

“But, don’t you want Rainbow to be held down?”

“Oh, Dashie won’t dare try to escape. She’s enjoying this humiliation and degradation far too much. I only asked you and Apple Bloom to do that, so Rainbow would know she’s powerless against the three of us.”

Smirking, Sweetie Belle told the orange pegasus that she was bad in a good way. Then, the white unicorn released her hold of Rainbow’s head. She sauntered towards the table and took a moment to peruse the available selection. Sweetie heard the rapid GLURK of Rainbow’s throat as it was victimized by Scootaloo’s purple strap-on. A raucous lash from the riding crop was a desultory noise that suffused Sweetie’s eardrums.

“Good whorse, Dashie. You were born to be used. If you weren’t so busy slurping this dildo, I’d ask you to reiterate your purpose.”

Scootaloo laughed wickedly. The chortling was contagious and both Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle joined in the mocking risibility a moment later.

It soon died down and the three fillies continued their activities.

The orange pegasus gleefully kept fucking Rainbow’s throat. The yellow Earth pony euphorically whipped Rainbow’s plot repeatedly. The white unicorn found an item she wanted to use on Rainbow and clutched it in her hooves.

Sweetie Belle grinned merrily as she trot back to the debauched turpitude. She cast a brief glance at the cerulean mare and noticed trickles of tears cascading down the speedster’s face. The sight of the teardrops caused the filly slight trepidation.

“Um, Scootaloo?”

“What is it, Sweetie Belle?”

“Rainbow’s crying.”

The orange pegasus paused her thrusts. She gazed at the face of her marefriend and observed the wet streaks on the speedster’s cheeks. Her breath caught in her throat at the sight.

“Apple Bloom. Hold off.”

“Sure, Scoots. Ah cun wait.”

Slowly, Scootaloo removed the plastic appendage from Rainbow’s mouth.

The first thing Rainbow did was take a deep breath. Another followed immediately. She lay on the wooden floor gasping for air. As she respired, her shoulders and chest rose with every inhalation.

Scootaloo was alarmed by the scene and affectionately placed a hoof on Rainbow’s mane.

“You alright, babe? Was it too much?”

Each of Rainbow’s breaths were accompanied by a cough. Her body needed air but her lungs rejected it by coughing immediately. Dash desperately panted for oxygen.

Scootaloo’s eyes widened and she quickly told both crusaders to get Rainbow some water.

Sweetie Belle and Apple Bloom sprang into action. The yellow pony grabbed a water bottle while the white unicorn levitated a cup. Apple Bloom quickly poured the liquid into the mug.

The fillies ambled next to Scootaloo and cast a worried glance at the enervated speedster.

Sweetie Belle gently floated the mug towards Rainbow’s face and Scootaloo instructed her Pet to drink slowly.

With a raspy voice, Dash thanked them for the water. She tilted her head back and drank the beverage with laggard sips. The water cooled her throat and relaxed her muscles. She continued to sip the water for a few moments. Rainbow enjoyed how it reinvigorated her body.

The three fillies were laconic and observed Rainbow. Each felt their peccant behavior was culpable for the situation. Silently, they concomitantly glanced at each other in a tacit understanding before fully returning their attention to the cerulean mare.

Rainbow’s breathing had become deeper. She took several inhalations and held them for several seconds before exhaling out of her mouth. Her body didn’t quiver nor did coughs sporadically appear.

“I’m alright.” Rainbow suddenly uttered.

“Are you sure, Dashie?”

“Yes, Mistress. I may have a sore throat for a day or two, but that’s all.”

The CMC nodded as Rainbow took a big gulp of water. She swallowed it greedily and took another deep breath.

“Do you want to stop, Dashie?”

“No. I’m enjoying this, Mistress. Honest. The tears weren’t from the treatment. They were because my throat was hurting.”

The speedster looked expectantly at the three dominant fillies and spoke pleadingly to each of them.

“I assure you that I want to continue. Everything is fine.”

Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle turned to Scootaloo to get her opinion. As Rainbow’s owner, their pegasus friend had the ultimate decision and final say. They shared a tense moment and collectively wondered if playtime ended.

Smirking, Scootaloo finally replied to Rainbow. As she spoke, the filly kissed Rainbow’s forehead, cheek, chin, and lips.

“We’ll recommence, Pet.”

Dash ardently kissed Scootaloo. Their tongues meshed amorously and danced with fluttering passion as the pegasi were deeply intertwined in their amatory antics.

Scootaloo gently broke the kiss and softly pushed Rainbow’s chest. The filly grinned fervently at her marefriend and she received the same expression.

“Scootaloo? Can I use my item on Rainbow now?” Sweetie Belle asked.

The orange filly stared at the object clutched in the white unicorn’s hooves. She chuckled and enthusiastically nodded.

“Go ahead. She’s worn them before, Sweetie Belle. Nothing new to a Pet.”

Giggling, Sweetie Belle ambled up to the weatherpony and fastened a leather collar on Rainbow’s neck. She snugly secured the gorget and stepped back.

“Now she looks even cuter!” Sweetie Belle piped.

Apple Bloom chortled as Rainbow blushed from the compliment.

Collared and blindfolded, Rainbow sat submissively across from three dominant fillies. Her Mistress and Queens beamed with pride at the spectacle.

The orange pegasus coaxed Rainbow Dash to lay in a supine position. Scootaloo smiled happily as she observed the speedster obey the simple request.

“Complete, Mistress. What next?”

“You’ll be instructed shortly, Dashie.”

With that, Scootaloo turned her body and positioned herself so an orange hoof lay dormant on the side of Rainbow’s head.

“Want to guess what I’ll have you do, Dashie?”

Knowing her owner was directly above her, Dash stammered. She knew she appeared submissive. Collared, Blindfolded, and under the scrutiny of her Mistress, and the mercy of three dominant fillies.

Rainbow blushed at the promiscuous and teasing tone. She knew that Scootaloo was standing directly over her.

“I don’t know, Mistress. You’re full of surprises.”

Scootaloo simpered at the heartwarming comment. She lovingly gazed at her pet and elucidated.

“A proper Mistress deserves to have a throne, Dashie. Your face looks to be the perfect seat.”

Understanding the implications, Rainbow’s face turned beet red. The speedster released desultory squeaks and squeals at the insinuated innuendo. Her hoof slowly outstretched and the weatherpony rested it gently on her Mistress’s foreleg.

“You’re…. Gonna….”

“Sit my plot directly on your face. Yes, Pet.”

Scootaloo giggled and slowly lowered herself. As she moved downwards, the bubbly pegasus observed Rainbow’s expression. The kaleidoscopic-maned weathermare began to take deep breaths in anticipation of what would imminently occur.

“Sounds like somepony is excited. You want that, Rainbow Dash? To have my young filly ass in your face? To sit right on your snout and muzzle? Does the idea get you horny, whorse?”

RD gave an impassioned and fervid squeal. The sound was music to Scootaloo’s ears.

Scootaloo dropped her body a bit more and swayed her hips seductively. She knew Rainbow couldn’t witness it, but still wanted to tease her dirty pet. The crusader spoke while moving downwards.

“That’s what you crave, isn’t it, Dash? Losing control and submitting to my dominance? To realize that the ‘great’ Rainbow Dash is nothing more than Mistress Scootaloo’s bitch?”

The verbal onslaught of disparaging remarks made the speedster moan passionately. Every word that her owner spoke was accurate. Rainbow wanted to feel powerless and at Scootaloo’s mercy.

She nodded meekly and released a pitiful squeal of affirmations.

“Louder, Rainbow. Use your words.”

“I said that everything is true, Mistress! You make me crave complete and utter domination and humiliation. I love you for invoking those desires in me.”

“You’re welcome, Pet. Mistress knows what’s best for her property. Go ahead, Pet. Beg your Owner to sit on your stupid face.”

Rainbow unleashed a desperate display of beseeching. She enjoined the crusader to place her posterior down and use her face as a seat. Dash promised that she’d be a proper comfortable throne for the powerful pegasus filly. The speedster reiterated that she was a dirty foal fiddler and deserved to be demeaned by Scootaloo and treated like trash.

Sounds of concomitant cackles pervaded Rainbow’s ears. Sweetie Belle and Apple Bloom had found Rainbow’s self-deprecating speech very risible. The two fillies laughed heartily while clutching their tummies.

Scootaloo grinned at her pet’s response. With a mocking tone, she congratulated the egotistical pony for being and commanded Dash to lift her head.

“Tilt yourself upwards, Pet. My ass is hovering above your face and I want to feel your lips kiss it.”

With a coquettish desire, the cerulean mare slowly lifted her head towards the filly’s posterior. Her snout met Scootaloo’s purple tail. Dash’s muzzle twitched and she refrained from sneezing. Dash moved her head in all angles in a longing attempt to obey her owner.

Scootaloo playfully rolled her eyes from her pet’s behavior. With a jocose sigh, she clutched a hoofful of Rainbow’s coif and yanked the older mare’s face towards the orange posterior that demanded worship.

“Kiss.”

Scootaloo, tightly clasping Rainbow’s multicolored mane, pressed her cheeks into Dash’s face.

“My.”

The filly teasingly shook her plot in Rainbow’s face for several seconds while giggling.

“Ass.”

She yanked Rainbow’s head forwards and smooshed the speedster’s face into her curvaceous backside. The other fillies laughed at the display. Scootaloo held Rainbow’s mane in a taut grip and wiggled her butt expectantly.

“Your face is squished into my ass, Dashie. Press your lips to my plot and show it proper devotion. Worship my filly ass, you dirty bitch!”

Rainbow, amazed by the complete dominance of her Owner, hastily placed her lips on Scootaloo’s cheeks and kissed repeatedly. The loud smooches were detected by Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle.

Scootaloo grinned maliciously as her fellow crusaders ridiculed the weathermare.

“A renowned pony like Rainbow Dash… kissing the blank flank ass of our best friend. She has no shame, does she, Apple Bloom?”

“Nope! She throws it away ta be a dirty los’r. Bein’ Scootaloo’s bitch makes her life complete. Dash wouldn’ trade it fer anythin’.”

The speedster released pitiful squeaks and squeals as she fervently kissed the orange fur of Scootaloo’s ass. In response, Scootaloo cackled victoriously at Rainbow’s obsequious act.

“Wish we had a camera for this, crusaders. Dash would never be able to live this down if evidence of our debauchery was photographed.”

Rainbow moaned with pleasure as her Mistress used her for ponysonal enjoyment. Her cerulean hoof gently traced a circle on Scootaloo’s cheek. The speedster was loving the situation she found herself in.

“Pet. Tell me who owns you.”

Rainbow ceased kissing Scootaloo’s ass and answered without hesitation.

“Mistress Scootaloo.”

“Good girl. I, Mistress Scootaloo, am superior to you in every way. I’m stronger, faster, smarter, cooler, and all around better. Agreed, Dashie?”

The supine mare placed a loving smooch on Scootaloo’s ass before agreeing to the comparative statement.

“You’ve always been better than me, Mistress.”

Scootaloo removed her hoof from Rainbow’s mane and stuck her tongue out cheekily. She gyrated her hips. The impetus caused her plot to wobble and slide the cheeks around Rainbow’s face.

“Damn right, Pet. You’ve always been, and always will be nothing.”

The cocky orange filly pushed her body backwards and smacked Rainbow’s face with her ass. The sudden impact resulted in the speedster falling back to the wooden floor. Scootaloo smugly stood in a domineering manner.

“Take a deep breath, Dashie. I’m ready to use my permanent throne. Your face looks very comfortable.”

Rainbow immediately inhaled to prepare for the imminent asphyxiation. Her chest rose as the deep respire filled her body. The blindfolded pegasus waited for her Mistress to take a seat.

Smiling cockily, Scootaloo did just that. She positioned her ass directly over Rainbow’s face and sat with full weight onto the cerulean mare. Her cheeks jiggled side-to-side to ensure Rainbow’s face was buried deeply in her crack.

“Good girl. You’re mine to use and abuse, Pet. You’ll always be my bitch.”

“Oh wow! Scootaloo, you’re awesome! I feel such power radiating from you!”

Scootaloo laughed at the praise from her unicorn friend and shifted the position again. The filly asked Sweetie Belle to yank Rainbow’s head upwards into her crack.

“Sure! Anything for a friend, Scoots!”

Sweetie Belle complied with the request and clutched a hoofful of Rainbow’s mane. She wrenched upwards with all of her strength.

In response, Rainbow released squeals of displeasure that were immediately muffled by Scootaloo’s plot.

Sweetie Belle, Apple Bloom, and Scootaloo all shared a sultry look in tandem.

“Ah didn’ hear Dash say ta git off. She mus’ love bein’ yer throne, Scootaloo.”

“Sounds logical to me, Apple Bloom. Dashie is a well behaved Pet.”

“You trained her well, Scootaloo. She’s devoted to serving you.”

Scootaloo beamed happily and bounced herself on Rainbow’s face. The action was not only humiliating, but gave Rainbow a brief chance to take a breath. The pegasus continued for fifteen seconds before she sat fully on the speedster’s face and jiggled her cheeks again.

“I’m better than her. It’s refreshing that she knows her place.”

Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle resumed teasing and mocking Rainbow Dash for several fleeting moments. Scootaloo relished the opportunity to use Rainbow as a chair and gleefully did so.

After ten minutes, Scootaloo got off Rainbow Dash and told Dash to have a brief rest. She explained that her and the crusaders were going to fetch what they needed for part two, and to wait for them.

“Alright, Mistress. I’ll obey and stay here.”

“Good girl, Dashie. Crusaders, you know what we’re getting right away for Rainbow?”

“Oh! You mean the d-”

Scootaloo quickly placed an orange hoof over Sweetie Belle and nodded repeatedly.

“Yes. That. I want it to be a secret for the dirty whorse. So let’s go borrow it. Dash will remain obedient and stay in the clubhouse until we return.”

Apple Bloom, Scootaloo, and Sweetie Belle put their hooves together and concomitantly bellowed loudly.

“CUTIE MARK CRUSADERS PET SITTERS! YAY!”

Rainbow lay on the floor panting and heard excited hoofsteps gallop past. She detected the sound of the clubhouse door open and the three fillies giggling, before the door slammed shut. She was alone.

Pet sitters? But you all left me by myself!

This was the last coherent thought before Rainbow released a yawn of languor and slowly closed her eyes. The constant sexual situations were causing enervation. She was asleep less than five minutes later.

Author's Note

Longest chapter yet. Plenty of clop. Enjoy the debauchery! Things are getting really heated and exciting now!