A Dash Of Obedience

Scootaloo galloped towards her scooter, having rested it against a tree in close proximity to Fluttershy’s Cottage. She quickly fastened her purple and white helmet and placed a hoof on both handlebars, flapping her wings with all her might and bringing the scooter to life.. Scootaloo rode at top speed, a big grin adorning her face and the wind whipping at her coat and tail.

The adventurous filly rode out of the wooded area quickly and back into the safe confines of Ponyville. She smiled and waved to the passerbys and they returned the friendly gesture.

The orange pegasus shifted her eyes to the bangle still on her hoof and wondered if it held some sort of a secret? Some unknown ability? If it were truly just a piece of jewelry, surely that mysterious stranger wouldn’t have been so hasty in his attempt to get rid of it. She remembered the promise Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle shared with her. Not to tell anypony what activities they had been up to. And yet… Scootaloo really wanted answers of the object she was wearing.

“Rainbow Dash!” Scootaloo shouted.

An idea formed in her mind. She’d ask Rainbow Dash for information, hopefully without revealing her adventures exploits obtaining it. Rainbow Dash was somepony Scootaloo trusted empirically.

Thought in mind, she continued riding top speed, focusing on the task at hoof. She bunny-hopped over a medium-sized rock and kept scootering towards Rainbow Dash’s house, anxious to show off her new possession. The scooter moved due to her flapping momentum and the energetic filly rode on, whistling a whimsical tune to herself, passing plenty of ponyfolk.

Rainbow Dash was in heat. She’d been experiencing it for nearly ten days and it was getting worse with each passing day. The speedster was extremely horny, feeling fertile and lustful. She couldn’t remember the last time her ovulation cycle gave her such uncontrollable urges.

Rainbow was lying in bed, her hoof clopping away at her marehood. She slid her hoof alongside her labia and her tongue lolled out of her mouth in pleasure. Dear Celestia, it felt good. Dash fantasized about Soarin, her crush from The Wonderbolts. The weathermare daydreamed of a scenario where she and Soarin could indulge in many salacious acts together.

“Buck, Soarin. I’m all yours. Please! Mount me and give me all the pleasure possible. I crave you and your thick girthy stallionhood.”

The lustful pegasus uttered the sentence with a small amount of shame. She meant every word, but was surprised how easily it rolled off her tongue. If her friends knew the sultry thoughts that invaded her mind during heat, they’d be very alarmed.

Rainbow Dash quickly shook her head. Why was she thinking about her friends at a time like this? Suppressing her idle curiosity of their hypothetical reaction, she resumed her fantasy of Soarin. He was a total hunk. Navy blue mane and an azure coat to match. Speedy. Dreamy. Packing.

The pegasus groaned in frustration. Daydreaming could never replace the real thing. She grumbled and sat up, feeling thirsty. Her eyes drifted to the clock on the eastern wall. Rainbow did a double take. Two hours? She’d been clopping for that duration and couldn’t satiate her lust.

Dash entered her kitchen and poured herself a glass of water, chugging it in ten seconds flat.

Scootaloo looked upwards. There it was. The cloudominium. Rainbow Dash’s house was only a few moments away. She hoped Rainbow Dash was home, this was an unexpected visit after all. Scootaloo brushed the thought aside. Even if she wasn’t, she’d look all over Ponyville for her. It didn’t matter.

The scooter shot forward rapidly, Scootaloo swerving around obstacles along the way. She saw Cheerilee in the marketplace, inspecting some carrots for sale. Scootaloo waved but her teacher didn’t see her. The filly looked up again, glad the home was closer. It was breathtaking.

The floating dwelling consisted of rainbows and clouds; mostly cirrus, cirrostratus, and cumulonimbus, with a few other types too. A prismatic rainbow drooped from the dome-shaped roof down towards the edge of clouds that made up the lower formation. The sight was spectacular.

She reached the floating house and brought her buzzing scooter to a stop. Scootaloo removed her helmet and looked up. It was high and her wings were too undeveloped to enable her to fly up there. Dropping her helmet in frustration, she pondered what to do next.

Rainbow Dash had another cup of water. Then another. The mare tried to clear her head, feeling estrogen course through her body. She hated feeling so powerless, trapped in the confines of her body’s natural ovulation reception. That was it. She needed a distraction.

“Time to fly.”

She wondered what was happening in town and a trip would be a perfect diversion. Rainbow kicked off the floor, flapping her wings, and flew out her kitchen window. The speedster was about to soar towards Ponyville but something caught in her peripheral vision. She descended, noticing a familiar fan with an equally familiar face.

“Hey! That you, Scoots”?

Hearing her name, Scootaloo craned her neck upwards, smiling happily as Rainbow Dash flew downwards to meet her.

“Rainbow Dash!”

Rainbow giggled and replied.

“The one and only! What’s my number one fan up to?”

“Did some crusading. We were all unsuccessful, like always.”

Rainbow gave the filly a gentle smile, understanding her frustration.

“Don’t worry, Scoots. Everypony gets a cutie mark eventually. You’ll find your special talent someday.”

Now it was Scootaloo’s turn to smile. She was grateful that Rainbow Dash was trying to cheer her up, and equally grateful how easily she had.

“Check this out, Rainbow Dash!” Scootaloo said proudly, extending her jeweled hoof.

Rainbow peered at it and blinked.

“What’s this junk? Some anklet? You trying your hoof at getting a modeling cutie mark or something”?

“Me, Apple Bloom, and Sweetie Belle found it while crusading earlier. Sweetie Belle said it’s a bangle.”

“A bangle?”

“Yeah, Sweetie said it was some stylish accessory.”

“Pssh. You know I don’t give a pegasus feather about fashion stuff like clothes and jewelry. That’s definitely more of Rarity’s specialty. Why don’t you go ask her?”

“Yeah you’re right. I guess I was in such a rush to show you that I forgot you don’t have an interest in stuff like this.”

Rainbow Dash craned her wings, anxious to start her flight. She wasn’t going to be rude and shoo Scootaloo away though.

“Sorry, squirt. I’d love to help, but I’m a total featherbrain about those topics. Now if you wanted to try your hoof at extreme speed sports, I’m your pony!”

Scootaloo sighed.

“Hey, don’t worry about it, Rainbow Dash. I’ll see you tomorrow for our scheduled hangout, yeah?”

“Of course! I’d never leave my little sis hanging!”

Rainbow and Scootaloo shared a hoof bump and Rainbow Dash enveloped the filly in her wing, nuzzling lovingly. Scootaloo nuzzled back happily, glad to share such a nice embrace. In their cuddle, Scootaloo inadvertently touched Rainbow with her bangled hoof.

There was an immediate response from the mare as amazing pleasure flowed through her body from ear to hoof. Every square inch of her being felt like it was melting. Whatever this feeling was, Rainbow Dash wanted more. It was a better sensation than any orgasm she ever had.

“Whoa… Pipsqueak, do that again!”

The young filly gave Rainbow Dash a confused stare, completely unsure what she meant.

“Huh? Do what?”

“Just a second ago. When I hugged you, did you give me one back?”

“I may have grazed you with my hoof. I’m sorry. Should I not have done-”

“No! I mean, yes. I mean, it’s alright. Can you do it again, but just pat my mane or something?”

Well, that was an odd request. Scootaloo blinked and squinted with bewilderment.

“I know it sounds strange. But please? Just do this small favor for me?”

Scootaloo dragged her bangled hoof slowly alongside Rainbow’s mane, starting from the ruby red to the pigmented purple. While it happened, the weathermare shook with total enjoyment, kicking her hoof out uncontrollably.

“Omgosh, Omgosh, Omgosh,” Rainbow Dash repeated blissfully.

The cyan pegasus’s body flooded with pulsating pleasure. It traversed from her head, down her neck, alongside her body, and down to her hooves. Rainbow had no idea what was happening, but adored this sensation. It was unquestionably, undeniably, completely unforgettable. Her wings flared open, popping a wingboner. Her breath quickened. Her juices trickled uncontrollably down her legs.

Scootaloo stopped, lowering her hoof to the ground, staring at Rainbow Dash with uncertainty. “Um. Are you alright, Rainbow Dash?”

Rainbow’s eyes shot open. “Squirt, please let me hold onto that thing. It could be the release I need.”

Scootaloo gave Rainbow a puzzled look and Dash replied with a bashful grin, looking at the ground.

“Forget that last part, but please let me see it.”

Scootaloo could never say no to her hero. She wanted to prove herself to Rainbow Dash as a huge fan. Anything Rainbow Dash wanted, Scootaloo would provide.

“Sure! I don’t mind. Just don’t lose it, okay? Apple Bloom, Sweetie Belle, and I found it and we plan to share it.”

Scootaloo carefully removed the bangle from her hoof and dropped it in Rainbow Dash’s awaiting ones.

“Ain’t no way I’m gonna lose this baby!” Rainbow Dash yelled happily, holding the item high in her hooves.

Scootaloo smiled at her hero’s joy. It made her happy to do something to give Rainbow delight.

“Come by tomorrow and you’ll get it back, squirt. Pinkie Promise!”

Rainbow Dash did the motions of giving a Pinkie Promise and Scootaloo nodded in agreement.

“I’ll be here right after school, Rainbow Dash!”

The cyan mare and orange filly hugged goodbye, Rainbow Dash giving Scootaloo a playful noogie. They broke and Rainbow watched the filly hop on her Scooter and ride away.

The speedster wasted no time, shooting upwards like a rocket. She flew back through her kitchen window and galloped back to her bedroom, throwing herself on her bed.

“Aww yeah! Now we’re in business.”

Rainbow was ecstatic. The full-bodied sensation she felt when Scootaloo rubbed her mane was unmatched. Even the time Rainbow and AJ scissored with dragon-shaped, hugely-barbed dildos didn’t give her such a mind-shattering reaction.

She stared at the item, flipping it to inspect all angles. Then she saw it. The blood-red artifact embedded inside. Rainbow Dash stared intently, seeming transfixed by it, before shaking her head, remembering why she wanted to borrow the item.

“You! Do that awesome thing again where you make me feel really good!”

Rainbow carefully put the bangle on her own hoof, feeling momentarily uncool for the donned attire, before lowering a hoof to her marehood and rubbing furiously.

It wasn’t the same. Her rubbing gave her pleasure, but nothing compared to what had just transpired. She quickly changed tactics.

“Maybe I need to use the hoof it’s on?” Rainbow wondered.

She did just that.

This time, the bangled hoof met her marehood. Rainbow gasped, excited, and clopped with newfound concupiscence.

It didn’t yield the result Rainbow had hoped. Whatever occurred when Scootaloo touched her did not happen when Rainbow tried. She was getting annoyed.

“Come on, stupid thing! You did it earlier, so stop pretending you can’t!”

Rainbow Dash tried her last idea. This time, she stuffed the artifact into her marehood, and attempted to masturbate.

A third unsuccessful try. Rainbow Dash became livid. She yanked the item out of her pussy and reared her hoof back, seeing red. She was about to throw it at her limestone floor when she remembered her promise to Scootaloo.

Growling to herself, she instead lightly tossed the object a foot away, having it land on her nightstand.

“Buck this! I gotta distract myself somehow. I’m gonna just take a nap!”

Rainbow Dash lay and grumbled in bed, pulling her Wonderbolts-themed blanket up, covering her torso and chin. She closed her eyes and remained still, hoping sleep would overtake her at any moment. While in that position, her mind raced.

She thought of her friends, wanting to see them again soon. Next, her musings flashed to Scootaloo, wondering how the filly’s touch caused the lively reception in her body. How did Scootaloo’s touch cause what Rainbow’s own could not?

Suddenly her eyes shot open. Scootaloo! The touch! Perhaps the object needed to be worn by one and transmitted touch to the other. It was the only rational idea Rainbow could muster.

Rainbow Dash mentally devised a plan before relaxing her mind and body. Slumber soon followed.