A Dash Of Obedience

Hours later, Rainbow Dash landed in Ponyville town square. The speedster stared absentmindedly at the throngs of ponies who bustled nearby. She observed the familiar sights. Ponies were selling produce, food, crafts, knickknacks and other ilk.

The town hall was teeming with the mayor’s entourage and other political ponies. Multitudes of townsponies were ambling or meandering through Ponyville with some having amiable chats.

Dash turned her head to observe the happenings occurring by the schoolhouse. A large clock plastered below the roof alerted the cerulean pegasus that it was five minutes of three.

Lyra and Bon-Bon were walking side-by-side. The two gazed at Rainbow Dash and concurrently waved. Rainbow reciprocated with a smile before glancing back to the clock. It was now three p.m.

The doors of the schoolhouse burst open and energetic colts and fillies excitedly cantered out of the facility. Dash turned her attention to the vivacious commotion. She recognized Queen Apple Bloom and Queen Sweetie Belle. Then, with her heart thumping, Rainbow noticed Scootaloo exit the school and gallop off in the opposite direction

“Scoots! Wait up.” Rainbow shouted.

The orange filly heard the familiar voice and stopped in her tracks. She turned, and, with wide eyes, asked what Rainbow was doing here.

“You’re supposed to be at the Wonderbolt Academy, Dashie. What happened?”

“We need to talk. Immediately. I have a lot to tell you.”

Scootaloo opened her saddlebag and peeked in. After a few seconds, she closed it and gave her girlfriend an understanding nod.

“Alright. Your house, Dash?”

“Yeah. Climb on and hold tight. I’ll get us there eventually.”

After forty-five minutes, the pair of pegasi arrived at Rainbow’s Cloudminium. Rainbow lowered her body so Scootaloo could dismount. The filly grinned as she pushed the door open and sauntered inside. Rainbow followed and closed the door behind her.

Scootaloo grabbed a fifty-pound dumbbell and performed a set of ten curls in both hooves. As she exercised, she looked at her Pet and grinned.

“So? What’s on your mind, Dashie?”

Rainbow wasted no time. She ranted and raved about her hypothesis, completely convinced that the bangle drains not only energy, but magic too.

“My constant tiredness and deterioration didn’t start until we began experimenting with that bangle. Remember, in the beginning? How we’d play and then I’d constantly be yawning? This can’t be a coincidence. That bangle absolutely drains my magic.”

Smirking, Scootaloo opened the saddlebag. She pulled out the bangle and held it up for Rainbow to see.

“You mean this?” Scootaloo teased, while adorning the ornament to her hoof.

“Obviously! How many ‘magic-draining bangles’ do you know about, kid?”

Scootaloo rolled her eyes at her pet’s sarcastic quip.

“Stop being so serious and tense. Listen, I’ll hear you out, but I want to have some enjoyment too.”

“Enjoyment?” Dash repeated.

“Yeah. You’re a very kinky mare, and I have no doubt that you’ve got lots of toys that we can play with. Tell me where I can find them and let me have fun.”

“They’re in the closet of my bedroom but-”

No sooner were those words out of Rainbow’s mouth, did Scootaloo zip by her with impressive speed. An orange, chalky, cloud blur was there one moment, then disappeared. As Rainbow stared, mystified, she heard Scootaloo’s voice beckoning her to the bedroom.

“I’ve got everything set, Dashie. Come on!”

Repressing a sigh, Rainbow slowly trudged to her bedroom, anxious, and excited, of what she’d find.

Entering her bedroom, Rainbow was stunned to discover the array of sexual objects that Scootaloo had laid out. Rope, riding crops, ball gags, a collar and leash, latex suits, blindfolds, hoofcuffs, dildos, strap-ons and more.

Rainbow’s eyes slowly traversed past every object, before they came to a rest on Scootaloo. The filly was grinning awkwardly and excitedly from the BDSM display.

“I prepared a ‘special spread’ of fun for us, Dashie. But not everything will be used. I’ll see what I’m in the mood for.”

As the young pegasus perused the options, one of them caught her eyes. She grinned with malice and held up the black leather collar and leash.

“Crawl.” Scootaloo ordered.

With a fearful, but licentious gulp, Rainbow complied. The pegasus slowly lowered herself on her belly, then dragged herself towards her pint-sized Owner. The gray-maned pony gazed obediently at Scootaloo during the trek.

The young filly giggled as she fastened the collar to the azure mare. Her orange hooves carefully tightened the choker slightly, to ensure it was snug, but not uncomfortable. She grinned and took a step back.

“You look 20% cooler with a collar on, Dashie.”

Dash was taciturn as Scootaloo attached the pink leash. She felt Scootaloo give two slight tugs to test the durability of the rope. RD noticed Scootaloo’s gaze on her and stared back at her Owner.

“Penny for your thoughts, Dashie?”

Rainbow wasted no time.

“Scoots, Mistress, Whatever! Look, I’m not joking here. Please stop using that bangle on me. It’s causing trouble at the academy. Spitfire suspended me for a week due to the poor performance.”

“First of all, Pet. You WILL address me as Mistress.” Scootaloo said, before delivering a sharp clout to Rainbow’s plot with a riding crop.

Dash chomped on her hoof in an attempt to stifle a moan. The gray-maned pegasus was livid at the epiphany about the bangle, but still loved to be degraded and demeaned. Her sadism hadn’t faltered.

Another strike whacked her ass. Rainbow moaned and managed to formulate a response.

“Mistress, then. Please. This is the actual Rainbow Dash talking. Not the submissive, kinky whorse that you’ve gotten familiar with for weeks. It’s been fun, but I want it to stop. Look at me, Squirt. My awesome mane and tail is heavily discolored. I’m tired all the time. Worst of all, I can barely become airborne. Flying takes a lot of energy and effort. This isn’t me!”

Scootaloo silently studied her pet. She took quick note of the urgency and panic in the older mare’s tone. The filly itched her snout before replying.

“It’s not you? Then tell me, Dashie. Who’ve I been molding into my perfect pet for almost two months? What pegasus have I dominated multiple times and always turn into putty between my hooves?”

Rainbow uttered a shrill squeak at the filly’s dominant attitude. She continued to lay on her belly with her rump up. Her forelegs were spread wide to give her owner full access and viewability to her pulsating and winking nether regions.

“That’s not what I meant!” Dash protested. “Of course you’ve been doing all of this kinky stuff with ME, Mistress. I was saying the real me is a fearless, awesome, cool, badass pegasus. A pony who wants to be a full fledged member of The Wonderbolts. I’m a heroine of Equestria and destined for greatness. The real Rainbow Dash is earnestly pleading with you to end this arrangement. Please.”

Scootaloo chuckled. With her fetlock, the filly clutched a tuft of Rainbow’s gray-mane. She yanked the mare’s head back and grinned maliciously as Rainbow released a sharp, amalgamated gasp of surprise, pain, and pleasure.

“The real you?”

The orange-coated pegasus lowered her head to her pet’s own. Scootaloo slowly licked Rainbow’s cheek, causing the azure mare to shiver in excitement.

“Oh, Dashie. Silly little pet. THIS IS the real you! Sure, you have a dream to be a member of The Wonderbolts. Yes, you’re a brazen, confident, cocky, show-off, who loves getting attention from everypony. Indeed, your ponysonality is cool, awesome, and badass. But, you’re also a submissive, desperate, dirty whorse, who loves to be at the mercy of a dominant filly like me. Both sides of your ponysonality go hoof-in-hoof, Dashie.”

Scootaloo yanked Rainbow’s gray coiffure again. The filly bit her lower lip, before declining her head towards Rainbow’s neck. Grinning, Scoots began nibbling on the older mare’s neck. Gentle prods of the filly’s teeth were left in desultory areas. Rainbow’s breathing became gasps of excited lust.

After continuing to softly nip at her pet’s neck for another minute, Scootaloo pulled away. She gave an amused chuckle at Rainbow’s behavior before continuing.

“Thank you for proving my point, Pet. You love this. Being at my beck-and–call. Completely outclassed and dominated by a mere schoolaged filly. How debauched. Yet, you can’t get enough. Such a dirty fillyfiddler you are, Dashie.”

Rainbow Dash lolled her tongue from her mouth as Scootaloo spoke. The level of degradation was top-notch. The gray-maned pegasus was eagerly enjoying every second.

A third yank from Scootaloo’s hoof. Rainbow’s head snapped back and her gaze was firmly fixated upwards. The filly smirked as she inched closer into Rainbow’s view. Scootaloo towered over the submissive pegasus and cupped Dash’s chin.

“My bitch. My pet. My good girl. Mine."

The purple-maned pony softly pressed her lips to the azure mare’s own. The kiss was gentle, sweet, endearing, and passionate. As Scootaloo kissed her pet, she rubbed doting patterns underneath Rainbow’s chin.

In response, Rainbow closed her eyes. The kiss was tender and full of ardent bliss and romantic desire. She kissed back longingly, but gently, to show her Owner that she understood the filly was superior. Rainbow would always allow Scootaloo to take control.

The lovers continued to devotedly kiss. Their lips pressed together in an act of loyal and rapturous yearning. Scootaloo took initiative and pushed her tongue from her mouth and into Rainbow’s own. The older mare offered no resistance and gleefully accepted the appendage. Scootaloo’s tongue pressed against Dash’s, and jointly twirled with lascivious longing.

Scootaloo’s hoof twitched as she pushed Rainbow’s head closer to her. The filly happily kissed her pet with full vigor. They blushed as their prurient, venereal lust took over. Primal instincts pushed them to deepen their snogging.

Rainbow began to gently suck the filly’s tongue. Scootaloo released pleased squeaks as she felt her idol slurp and suck on her tongue. She placed a hoof on the mare’s gray mane and lovingly rubbed it in a tacit manner to signify Dash was doing an excellent job.

Their blushes and embraces deepened. Rainbow released a sultry moan as her hoof was dotingly placed on Scootaloo’s cheek. As she sucked Scootaloo’s tongue, her own would softly touch the tip of Scootaloo’s.

After several moments of mutual kissing, Scootaloo gently pushed Rainbow’s chin, signifying to break apart. Dash immediately obeyed her owner, and released the hold she had on Scootaloo’s tongue.

The filly released her clutch on Rainbow’s mane and took a step back. Both ponies began to pant for breath after their libidinous display. Rainbow gave occasional moans while inhaling for air.

“Say it, Pet. Tell me that you’re mine."

“I’m…. yours!” Rainbow wheezed.

Scootaloo gleefully smiled and gave two adoring pats on Rainbow’s gray mane.

“Good girl, Dashie. You’ll always be mine, too.”

Rainbow smiled at the thought and rested her head on top of her forelegs. The mare closed her eyes for a fleeting moment, before a loud, painful clout caused her to snap her eyes open again.

Scootaloo had whacked Rainbow’s plot with the riding crop again.

“No napping, pet. We have more fun ahead. You won’t want to miss it.”

“I wasn’t gonna nap, Mistress. I’m just enjoying the moment between us.” Rainbow said defensively.

“You’re really going to enjoy what I’ve got planned for you, Dashie. Now, come on. Stand up.”

“But, what about my wings, Mistress? It takes a lot of grit to move them, and I’m so exhausted whenever I fly. Watch. I’ll demonstrate.”

Rainbow attempted to display her point. The mare stood tall and tried to wiggle her wing muscles. Nothing happened. She strived a second time and wasn’t able to lift a feather.

“Dear Celestia. No….” Rainbow lamented.

Scootaloo scratched her chin, dropped the crop, then looked inquisitively at Dash.

“What’s wrong? I want to see how much effort it takes you to get off the ground, Rainbow.”

Quickly snapping her attention to her Mistress, Rainbow regretfully announced that she couldn't fly. Panic set in for the azure pegasus and she began hyperventilating.

Scootaloo quashed Rainbow’s fears by putting a reassuring hoof on the pegasus’s shoulder.

“Calm down, Dashie. We can swap later. This is just a fun game between us. Nothing is permanent. I’m sure everything can be undone.”

“How do you know?” Dash declared. “What makes you so confident that things can be rectified?”

“The bangle absorbs the magic of the touched pony and transmits it to the wearer of the artifact. So, logic dictates that you’d regain your magic and return to your former self if you wore it and came in physical contact with me.”

“You’ll… really give me that opportunity, Mistress?”

“I will, Dashie. I cross my heart, hope to fly, stick a cupcake in my eye. I Pinkie Promise that I’ll bring up the topic of us swapping sides so you can become the Rainbow Dash you wish to be.”

Rainbow gave a satisfied nod and a small smile to Scootaloo. The mare reached over and pulled her lover into a quick and tight hug. It was reciprocated and both ponies enjoyed the tranquil moment together.

Once they separated, Scootaloo gave Rainbow a sultry wink and a devious chuckle.

“Since you have no use for those wings for now, I know how to make you look even more submissive, Dashie.”

Rainbow gasped as Scootaloo grabbed the rope. The azure pegasus inferred the filly’s insinuation and cocked an eyebrow.

“Are you serious?”

“Do I look like I’m joking, Pet?”

Rainbow knew that Scootaloo wasn’t. The filly held the rope tightly and bit her bottom lip while staring at the older mare.

“Beg me, Dashie. Beg Mistress Scootaloo to bind your useless wings and strip away one of your most favorite things in life.”

Rainbow couldn’t contain herself. The blush formed quickly on her face. She gaped at the dominant filly and felt a mix of terror and excitement.

“Please do it. Turn me into a rope pony. I want to be your toy, Mistress. I wish to be your plaything and completely at your mercy.”

“Good girl. Since you asked so nicely, Dashie, I’ll be happy to take control of your worthless wings. But first, I noticed you had excess feathers. Surely you don’t need that many. Mistress would gleefully pluck them away.”

Scootaloo dropped the rope. It made a small thud noise as it landed next to Rainbow.

“On your haunches, Dashie. It’d make it much easier for me.”

Rainbow complied. She lowered herself to the floor, ensuring her plot would touch first. After it did, she gave a tiny squeak and looked up at Scootaloo.

“You’re such a good girl for Mistress, Dashie. Makes me proud. Now, just relax. I’ll remove those pesky feathers.”

Dash took a small breath as Scootaloo got to work. She felt the filly pull clumps of loose feathers. She assumed her plumage was loose due to the overexertion and bouts of constant carnality.

The gray-maned pegasus softly closed her eyes as her owner continued yanking plumes from her collection of feathers. RD could feel slight tugging before Scootaloo’s mouth chomped the slack feathers and pulled them out.

Ten minutes later, Scootaloo announced she had finished. Rainbow opened her eyes and was shocked at the amount of azure feathers that littered her bedroom floor.

“How… many did you pull?”

“Pffft!” Scootaloo dismissed with a wave of her hoof. “I wasn’t counting, Pet. I took all the loose ones out, and then some more for good measure.”

The former speedster’s mouth became agape as the sheer cluster of her removed feathers became apparent.

“They came out in droves. It’s like your feathers are barely clumped, Dash. I would try to pull one, and six came right out!”

“Yeah, but-” Dash began, but Scootaloo held a hoof up to silence her.

“Besides, why does it matter?” Scootaloo challenged. “You have no use for them.”

Before Rainbow could respond, she felt the rope drape over her midriff. She turned to Scootaloo, who greeted her with a wink.

“If you’re concerned with your wings, Dashie, I’ll cover them with rope so nopony knows how your plumage looks. Okay? Remember, this is all a game. Feathers always grow back.”

The orange filly didn’t wait for a response. She focused on tying the rope around Rainbow’s midriff and ensuring the pegasus’s wings would be tightly bound. The purple-maned filly diligently worked. She fastened the rope with several different types of knots.

Rainbow was silent as she felt the tightening of the rope against her ribcage, sternum, and wings. It wasn’t too taut, and she could breath just fine. Although, the rope was certainly snug.

After a few minutes, the pegasus crusader stepped back to admire her work. She grinned as she absorbed the image of her pet. Dash was preened, bound, and shivering with excitement at the filly’s domination.

“Comfortable, Pet?”

Dash responded with a silent nod.

In a disappointed tone, Scootaloo clicked her tongue. Then, without warning, and with all her strength, she yanked on Rainbow’s leash. The impetus caused the older mare to lurch forwards. Scootaloo put a hoof on Rainbow’s shoulder to hold her in place as their eyes met.

“The answer is either ‘Yes, Mistress’ or ‘No, Mistress’. When I ask a question, I expect my Pet to answer. Understand?”

Rainbow squeaked in a mix of trepidation and excitement before hastily confirming that she comprehended.

Scootaloo held the gaze for another second, before she softly pushed Rainbow’s body away. The filly smiled and released her taut hold on the leash.

“Good girl. My property should always do what I expect. So, let’s try again.”

With a sly smirk, the orange pegasus looked intently into Rainbow’s magenta irises. Then, she spoke.

“Are you comfortable, Pet?”

“Yes, Mistress! Very much so!” Dash responded immediately.

Scootaloo rewarded the good behavior with a few doting hoof pats. Then, she addressed her Pet again.

“Now, you remain comfortable while I go get a few toys for us to play with, Dashie. I’ll be right back.”

Dash watched as Scootaloo re-emerged with the aforementioned toys. A ball gag and strap-on was clutched in the filly’s hooves.

Squealing in excitement, Scootaloo ebulliently hopped towards Rainbow. The filly grinned as she held up both objects.

“Ready for some more fun, Dashie?”

“Yes, Mistress! Ball gags are super hot! Strap-ons are exciting too!”

“I’m glad to hear you say that, Dashie. Go ahead and attach the ball gag, whorse.”

Scootaloo hoofed the item to Rainbow, who gave a shrill respire, before fastening the ball gag around the back of her head. As the filly watched, Rainbow placed the silicone ball in her mouth and chomped on it.

Rainbow looked at Scootaloo, who responded with a gleeful nod and a happy clap.

“On your belly, Pet.”

Drooling through the ball gag, Rainbow gave a pitiful squeak and assumed the ordered position. Her eyelids flickered in ecstasy as she imagined what would come next. Lying on her stomach, the mare’s face turned crimson at the overwhelming submissiveness she exhibited.

“Good girl. Take a breath through your snout. Lift a hoof to signify that you’re ready for your Mistress.”

Once Rainbow was comfortable and eager, she took a deep nasal respire before raising her azure hoof. Then, she placed her forelegs under her chin and waited.

Scootaloo grinned as she donned the strap-on. She could see Rainbow’s sex glistening. A full view of her marefriend’s pussy made Scootaloo aroused and exhilarated. The Cutie Mark Crusader watched Rainbow’s cunt pulsate and trickle some juice down her thigh.

Good slut. Looks like the whorse is ready.

Scootaloo draped her body over Rainbow’s. The filly’s chest and stomach comfortably rested on the mare’s back. The young pony placed her hoof on the strap-on, and, with a visual clue of where Rainbow’s entrance was, slowly pushed herself inside.

Rainbow’s head raised immediately and she incoherently mumbled through the ball gag. The noise made Scootaloo playfully roll her eyes. The purple-maned pegasus placed her bangled hoof on Rainbow’s gray mane and rubbed it.

The combination of being fucked and the bangle draining more of her magic was too much to withstand. Rainbow went silent and lowered her head and rested her chin on her forelegs. All that escaped from her mouth were sharp breaths and pleasured gurgles.

“That’s better. Lay there and take it, Dashie. THIS is the real you. Always has been and always will be. You were born to be my property.”

Scootaloo cackled and bucked her hips. More of the strap-on embedded itself deeper into Rainbow’s moist cunt. In response, the mare released a small whimper and continued to drool out of her ball gag.

“Good girl. Such a well-behaved whorse and fillyfiddler.”

As Scootaloo continued to fuck Rainbow, she slid her hoof alongside Rainbow’s blackened mane. The young, energetic pony smirked as Rainbow laid obediently and got penetrated by the strap-on.

“I don’t think ‘Rainbow Dash, The Wonderbolt’ is a good title for you. ‘Rainbow Dash, Pet of Scootaloo’ sounds like a better legacy. What do you think?”

Rainbow could only drool and whimper in pleasure.

“I didn’t hear any objection to that. Guess you’re considering it, Dashie?”

Scootaloo smirked before lowering her mouth to the azure pegasus’s neck. With slight force, her teeth bit Rainbow’s neck.

“MMMMPH!” Rainbow uttered through the ball gag.

“That’s right. Your destiny isn’t to become a Wonderbolt. It never was. Your true destiny is to live as my pet. To serve and worship. Obeying every command. Doing whatever it takes to make me happy. That’s such a better life and future for you than some boring Wonderbolt stuntpony.”

Rainbow’s pussy pulsated again. The increased wetness allowed Scootaloo to slip more of the strap-on inside. Two inches were shoved into Rainbow’s cunt as the dominant filly smirked.

“It’d be the perfect life for you, Dashie. We’d spend so much time together. We’d see each other daily. I’d ensure you were loved, cared for, and valued. All you’d do in return is anything I commanded.”

Scootaloo rubbed Rainbow’s mane again and gave her marefriend a gentle kiss on the cheek.

“You can’t get that as a member of some lame flight team.”

The orange pony nibbled on Rainbow’s neck again while continuing to massage the mare’s mane.

“Think about it, Dashie. As a Wonderbolt, you have to train every day. Finding your limitations, then breaking them. Pushing yourself harder with every passing moment. Committing yourself to a difficult regime and constant flight practice. Then, there’s the constant aerial shows, occasional meet and greets, and dealing with the public. That’s too much physicality. You’d get worn out so quickly, but would have to grin and bear it. They’d make you keep going, even when your body was on the verge of collapsing.”

Scootaloo slid another three inches inside Rainbow’s pussy.

“But, as my Pet, none of that would happen. You’d wait on me, on all hooves and be at my beck-and-call. Do whatever I command. In return, I keep you safe, loved and happy. Additionally, I’d push your buttons and do so many salacious acts with you. No physical exhaustion and continuous strain from pushing past your limits.”

Feeling daring, Scootaloo chomped on Rainbow’s neck while sliding the entire strap-on inside her marefriend’s cunt.

“MMMMPH! MMMMPH!” Rainbow screamed through the ball gag.

Scootaloo didn’t buck her hips. She laid on Rainbow’s back and enjoyed the close moment between them. Her teeth nibbled around Rainbow’s neck.

Dash continued to give muffled screams of pleasure through her gag. The noise made Scootaloo’s pussy leak. The filly grinned at the scene and rubbed Rainbow’s mane.

“You want it. Don’t you? To commit yourself to me. To ignore the dream you’ve had since fillyhood. Your heart wants to cement yourself as my pet. Why deny yourself of your true fate? It’ll be euphoric.”

Rainbow moaned more incomprehensible garble and Scootaloo gave a chuckle.

“Are you trying to reply to Mistress?”

Dash nodded and Scootaloo laughed again. The filly unfastened the loop of the ball gag and told Rainbow to open her mouth.

Upon doing so, Rainbow released a loud, pleasurable moan. Her pussy was shivering with desire and dripping juices down all four legs. The azure mare was loving this.

“Speak, Pet. Tell your Mistress what you want to say.”

Rainbow was reticent for a moment as she lay in a puddle of her sweat and juices. The mare gasped as she felt Scootaloo buck her hips, causing the strap-on to slide inside her. She mewled as the filly rubbed her bangled hoof on her mane. Finally, she was able to utter a few words.

“I….. fucking…… love……. you……”

Scootaloo grinned at the admission and softly kissed Rainbow’s cheek.

“I love you too, Pet. That was sweet to admit. However, I want to hear you avow another truth to me.”

Dash panted for a few seconds before asking her owner what she desired.

“Tell me that the idea of giving up your Wonderbolt dream excites you. Confess that living the rest of your life to serve me is sexually appealing to you. Admit that you’d be happier as my Pet, than as a Wonderbolt.”

Rainbow took several gasps as she absorbed the words. The mare remained inert, though her cunt continued to pulsate and drip juice.

“Go ahead. Tell your owner the truth.” Scootaloo said, before kissing Rainbow’s cheek again.

“I….I do. Dear Celestia, it’s true. Mistress, the idea of my future consisting of being your pet is extremely hot. Giving up my dream and resigning myself to live as your property makes me titillated.”

Scootaloo grinned triumphantly and slowly bucked her hips three more times. The strap-on gently slid a few inches out of Rainbow’s cunt, before Scootaloo pushed it back inside.

Rainbow moaned at the stimulation.

Scootaloo eagerly rubbed Rainbow’s mane. Then Scootaloo spoke.

“Admit you want it, Dashie. Declare your desire to make that future a reality. Tell Mistress that you would rather be her lifelong pet, than to be a Wonderbolt.”

Rainbow’s breathing quickened as the sensations continued. The mare gave a small nod, a whimper, and then answered her Owner.

“I want it! Fuck Spitfire! Fuck The Wonderbolts! I can’t believe I was about to waste my future on something stupid. Mistress Scootaloo, I would rather be your Pet than to be a Wonderbolt.”

Immediately after those words were said, a small flash of light appeared on Scootaloo’s flank. The illumination caused the filly to turn her head and investigate what was happening. It dissipated a few seconds later and Scootaloo gasped.

“Yes! Yes! Oh wow! Oh yay! Pet, do you know what just happened?”

“No, Mistress. Besides me confessing my innermost desire?”

With a sheepish grin, Scootaloo gave a gentle pat to Rainbow’s head.

“Oh, that too! But I just got my cutie mark, Dashie!”

Rainbow grinned. She was proud of her Mistress for finally achieving her goal. With surprise and excitement in her tone, she asked what the mark was.

“It’s similar to your mark, Dashie. Same lightning bolt and cloud shape. Though, the colors are different. The cloud is purple, while the lightning bolt is orange. Also, there’s chains around the symbol. Oh, and the whole image is inside a gem.”

Scootaloo was so excited that she pushed off Rainbow Dash. The impetus caused the strap-on to be removed from Rainbow’s sex. The filly hastily removed the sexual object and craned her head to admire her new mark.

“Yeah! I think it’s the same gem that was on the bangle. Dashie, it seems my special talent is owning you as a Pet!”

After getting her breath back, Rainbow stood erect. She stared at the energetic filly and smiled at the vivaciousness stemming from her. Dash took a hoofstep towards her girlfriend and peered at the mark.

“See? See! Just like I said. Same pattern, but different colors and even has a gem and chain on it.”

As Rainbow inspected the cutie mark, she raised an eyebrow. The description was exactly correct. The mare gave a chuckle and then a whistle.

“Congrats, Mistress! You’ve finally gotten your cutie mark. I’m so proud of you and I’m sure your best friends would love to find out!”

“I’m definitely going to tell them! They’ll be supportive and happy for me too! This is the best day ever!”

As the filly’s eyes regarded Rainbow, Scootaloo’s grin slowly turned into a frown. She squinted for a moment, before her eyes widened.

“Speaking of cutie marks, yours are gone!”

Rainbow quickly looked down. It was true. Both of her flanks were bare.

“What the hay? Where are my cutie marks?”

“I don’t know, Dashie! I saw them earlier. Same red, yellow, and blue lightning stripes with the cloud on top. But, don’t worry. I know how to help.”

“How, Mistress?”

Scootaloo ambled towards her saddlebag. She opened it and began to rummage through the saddlebag. After a moment, she looked at the former speedster.

“I can paint one on you. That way you won’t be a blank flank. Take it from me, that disparaging nickname really sucks.”

Rainbow nodded and asked Scootaloo’s assistance.

“Of course, Pet. I have the perfect thing in mind. Come here and close your eyes, okay? It’ll be a surprise!”

Scootaloo smiled as Rainbow approached. She removed a tube of orange and purple paint. The filly glanced up to ensure Rainbow’s eyes were closed. After confirming it, she spoke sweetly and gently to her pet.

“I’m a pretty decent painter. You’ll enjoy the mark I put on you, Dashie. No peeking! I don’t want to spoil the surprise.”

“I won’t peek, Mistress. That’s a promise. I have total trust in you. So please, paint me a mark that I can be proud of.”

“Of course I will, Dashie. Stay still.”

It took only ten minutes for Scootaloo’s artwork to be complete. The filly admired her pet’s new mark and grinned at the result. Feeling kittenish, the orange pegasus raised a hoof and swatted Dash’s plot.

“All done! This one is even better than your old one, Rainbow Dash!”

Rainbow squeaked at the unexpected spank, but flashed a sultry smile to her owner. Her eyes remained closed and she asked Scootaloo if she could open them.

“Go ahead! Tell me what you think.”

The azure pegasus opened her eyes. Curious, she glanced down at her flank and noticed the orange and purple colors. Dash placed a hoof to her hip and pulled at her flank to inspect the cutie mark.

“I see orange and purple. But I can’t figure out what the mark is of, Mistress.”

Chuckling, Scootaloo removed a small mirror from her saddlebag and placed it near the cutie mark.

“Here. This’ll help, Dashie.”

Rainbow gazed in the mirror for a moment. Then her mouth became agape. Her eyes rapidly shifted between the mirror, then to Scootaloo, and back again.

“This…. This is…..”

“It’s the same shape as your old one, but with my special improvements. Besides, you wanted me to paint you a cutie mark that you could be proud of, yeah?”

Rainbow was silent as she stared intently into the mirror. There, on her flank, was indeed the shape of her previous cutie mark. Though, it was in Scootaloo’s colors. An orange cloud balanced on a purple lightning bolt. The filly had added a line of orange in the lightning bolt to simulate the alternate colors.

“I’m sure you’ll wear this mark with pride, Dashie. Since my cutie mark showcases your old design, but in chains, I thought it fitting that your new and permanent one would be an invert of mine. But I didn’t add the gem or chain.”

Dash’s ears twitched at that word.

“Permanent?” Dash parroted.

Scootaloo gave an excited bob of her head and happily grinned.

“Yeah! Super indefinite paint. It can’t be washed off, scrubbed off, or removed with a spell. Once it’s applied, it’s perpetual. But, anything that’s painted on top, will become the new everlasting mark. So, I could’ve given the original cutie mark, but I felt my colors would be better.”

Scootaloo squee’d after her explanation.

Rainbow walked over to the filly. She placed an azure hoof under Scootaloo’s chin and softly pushed upwards. Rainbow’s head lowered and captured Scootaloo’s lips on her own. The kiss was for an ephemeral time, only lasting five seconds. After they broke, Rainbow spoke.

“It’s perfect. I’m honored to have my new mark. Thank you, Mistress. I’ll absolutely wear it with pride.”

Rainbow didn’t wait for a response. With her heart racing, the speedster slowly leaned forwards and placed a gentle soft smooch directly on Scootaloo’s parting lips. Rainbow held the kiss for ten seconds flat before tenderly retracting her muzzle. Her breath was accelerating and inhaled greedily for air.

The school-aged filly burned a crimson tint and stared with wonder and amazement at Rainbow Dash. Her heart was full of elation at the sudden display of affection.

“Are you alright, Mistress Scootaloo?”

Not using a verbal response, Scootaloo initiated the warm endearment this time, closing her eyes and, while grinning in jubilation, grazed Rainbow’s lips with her own. She smooched repeatedly with full passion. Rainbow met her halfway and canoodled the tomboy filly, both of them embracing with amorous urgency.

After two minutes of lip-locking, the two lovers parted, staring at each other, with scarlet colors adorning their faces. Scootaloo extended her tongue gently out of her muzzle and glanced at Rainbow with lust and desire.

“I love you, Mistress.”

“I love you too, Pet.”

Scootaloo leaned in, gently pecking Rainbow’s lips with her own again, and gave her idol a warm loving smile that caused Rainbow’s heart to flutter.

“You’re where you’ve always belonged, Dashie.”

The orange filly sweetly kissed her pet again. She draped a hoof around Rainbow’s neck. Rainbow Dash heavily moaned into the embrace and smooched the dominant young pony in earnest.

After they broke, Scootaloo spoke.

“I got a gift for you, Rainbow Dash!”

Rainbow bore a happy grin and her eyes joyously sparkled. Her tail excitedly wagged and she asked what her Mistress had gotten her.

Scootaloo dug in her saddlebag for a fleeting moment before pulling out a black leather collar.

“Recognize this, Dashie? This is the collar I bought at the pet store over a month ago. The one you wore during our first playtime. Do Mistress a favor. Unclip the leash on your current collar, and remove the one you’re wearing. I want you to put this one on.”

Rainbow immediately obeyed. The leash fell to the floor. Rainbow took off her current collar and dropped it to the floor.

Scootaloo hoofed the other collar to Rainbow and the mare clutched it in her fetlock.

“The gift isn’t the collar. It’s the dog tag attached to it, Dashie.”

Rainbow peered at the dog tag and felt her heart flutter. There, engraved in the metal, was the following.

Rainbow Dash. Pet. Property of Mistress Scootaloo.

Rainbow excitedly grinned and quickly put the collar on. She ensured it was tightly snug and gently flicked the dog tag. The metal piece shifted from the force before becoming inert.

“I love it. Thank you for the gift, Mistress.”

“You’re welcome, Rainbow Dash! I knew you’d appreciate it. You’re such a lovely Pet.”

Rainbow Dash knelt obediently in front of her Owner. In response, Scootaloo softly kissed the pegasus on her forehead.

“Also, I think it’d be a great idea for me to move in, Dash. An Owner should never be far from her Pet, y’know? Besides, you’re unable to fly. I want to look after you and guarantee that you’ll be okay.”

“I don’t object at all. I’d love to have you live with me, babe.”

Scootaloo beamed and kissed her lover’s lips. Then, both pegasi went to the bedroom to take an early evening nap.