A Dash Of Obedience

Immediately, Scootaloo zipped in at an alarming speed. The young pegasus was bursting with energy. Dash watched her with mild amusement, chuckling at the ebullience. Rainbow stepped inside and closed the door before addressing Scootaloo.

“Hey, squirt. Settle down.”

The school-aged pony stopped, inclining her head towards the cloud floor and gently dropped the bag. She looked back towards her hero, and rubbed the back of her head in embarrassment.

“Sorry, Rainbow. I’m just really eager to spend more time with you is all. I’m a big ball of energy right now.”

Dash cantered, excited herself and put a loving hoof on Scootaloo’s head. She rubbed softly at the purple strands of Scootaloo’s mane. Scoots cooed at the action.

“So, Scoots? What’s in the bag? Y’know, besides the dog treats you got for Apple Bloom.”

The filly chuckled and shook her head.

“Not so fast, Dash. Heh. Funny to say that because you’re so speedy. But be patient. You’ll find out soon.”

Rainbow sulked slightly. Her curiosity was really tugging at her now and it was hard to ignore. She stared at the bag, hoping to get a type of hint from the outline of the supplies within. It was fruitless though and she sighed sadly.

“I’m hungry. You got something I can eat, Dash?”

The weathermare’s head rose and she gave the filly a gentle nod.

“Sure. You want fruit? Oatmeal? Maybe something sweet?”

“Ooh! Ooh! Oatmeal would hit the spot. It’s a little chilly and a nice hot bowl of oatmeal would be so good right now.”

Rainbow thought the same and the two walked out of the work out room into her kitchen. The sun was shining beautifully through the spaces in the clouds. An open hole in the exterior, a makeshift window, glimmered from the beams. Rainbow used her teeth to pry a drawer open from her pantry. There were a few options of oatmeal and Rainbow asked Scootaloo which one she’d like.

The orange pegasus browsed the choices. Her stomach rumbled impatiently but Scootaloo paid it no mind.

Brown sugar and cinnamon, regular, blueberries and cream, chocolate, maple, strawberry. Wow! Rainbow sure loves her oatmeal.

The speedster waited patiently for Scootaloo to make a decision. As the filly’s eyes inspected the possibilities, a certain flavor called out to her. She gestured excitedly with a hoof, to signify her choice.

“Banana! Can’t go wrong with that one.”

Rainbow nodded her head and took four packets of oatmeal from the box. She trotted towards her table and placed the packages delicately on the side of it. Rainbow went to her cupboard and removed two bowls, putting them next to the cuisine.

Scootaloo returned to Rainbow’s workout room and took the bag in her teeth. The filly walked through the kitchen and into the bedroom. She quickly stuffed the bag under the bed, pushing it under the duvets that covered Rainbow’s bed. Scoots returned to the kitchen with a smile and watched Rainbow open the packages, slowly ripping them open with her teeth.

Despite spilling a small portion, Rainbow had a nearly even amount of oatmeal in both bowls. She put one under the kitchen faucet and turned the nozzle to release hot water. The liquid filled the bowl quickly and Rainbow slowly put the container on the table before completing the same pattern with the second one.

Both mare and filly sat atop a few cloud chairs and ate. They made small talk, genuinely interested in the conversation topics they presented. Rainbow asked Scootaloo how school was going.

“Pretty great! Me, Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle always enjoy the lessons taught by Miss Cheerilee. Hey, did you have her when you were a filly, Rainbow Dash?”

“Nah Squirt. Remember, I’m from Cloudsdale. I had a teacher called Miss Sundrops. She was pretty cool.”

“Oh right. Not sure how I forgot you weren’t originally from Ponyville. So, you still lead the weatherponies in town. Do you enjoy the work?”

“It’s not bad. It’s another chance to show off my awesomeness, of course. But I do take my work seriously. Me, Cloudchaser, Flitter and Thunderlane are the four best pegasi. We are the Cloud Team, in charge of clearing out clouds for sunny days, or assembling them for cloudy days. Sometimes we assist with the Rain Team and construct storm clouds together for downpours or thunderstorms.”

Scootaloo bobbed her head in agreement and finished the rest of her oatmeal. She licked at her muzzle, removing the morsels that stuck to her face. Rainbow watched, amused, and gulped her own bowl, licking the remnants clinging on the porcelain material. Both were done and stood up from the table. Rainbow walked towards her sink and the filly bounced behind her, a joyous spring with each trot.

“Thanks for the food, Rainbow Dash. It hit the spot.” Scootaloo said, while giving Rainbow her bowl.

“Sure. No problem, kid!” Dash replied, washing the two dishes under the hot water.

Rainbow took a dish towel and dried them. Once confirming they were spotless, she put them back in her cupboard. Immediately after RD turned around again, Scootaloo galloped towards her heroine and hugged her around the chest. Smiling, Rainbow reciprocated.

The two ponies stayed in the joyous and amorous nuzzling. Scootaloo released a gleeful sigh, enjoying the warmth emanating from the older pegasus mare. Rainbow redoubled her hug on the filly, grinning in delight at the embrace. After a few more moments, the pair broke.

“Hey, Rainbow Dash?”

“Yes, Scoots?”

“Now that lunch is done, how would you like to have some dessert?”

Rainbow blushed, understanding the innuendo from the young orange pony. Dash chuckled a bit.

“That depends, Squirt.”

The filly cocked her head to the side, unsure of what Rainbow meant. It was an ambiguous statement.

“On what, Rainbow?”

“Is the dessert all I can eat?” Dash replied, sticking her tongue out at her companion.

Scootaloo did the same and released a small giggle. “Of course! I’d like you to eat your fill.”

“Then I’m totally ready for some dessert, kid!”

Scootaloo grinned, squeeing in excitement, and leaned up to kiss Rainbow on the lips. The mare and filly were lip locked in a sentiment of their affection. The mare softly cradled a wing around her intimate and closed her eyes. Scootaloo cooed from the caressing and shut her eyes too. The only sounds were lip smacking and moaning from both ponies.

Scootaloo rubbed a hoof gently up Rainbow’s chest, sliding it around Dash’s fluffy feathers. The mare was smiling from Scoot’s affection, and responded by pulling her closer with a wing.

Rainbow and Scootaloo happily smooched each other, completely enjoying the moment. They were with the pony who understood them most and were attracted to. The pair of pegasi fondly embraced. After a moment, the two lovers parted. Scootaloo was catching her breath while Rainbow smiled at her.

“You’re a great kisser, Squirt. I mean that.”

The filly blushed at the praise and took a gasp, trying to get the air back in her lungs. Everytime she canoodled the pegasus, she was left breathless. Rainbow watched while Scootaloo regained her breath and the filly spoke.

“Guess I learned from the best.”

Rainbow smirked at that and leaned down, placing a soft gentle smooch right on Scootaloo’s lips. It didn’t linger. The mare pulled back almost as soon as they connected.

The young pony jumped in place excitedly and Rainbow found her behavior adorable. Scootaloo was galloping in a circle around the weatherpony now and Dash couldn’t resist chuckling at the rambunctious pony.

“Does kissing me give you so much joy, Scoots?”

“Well yeah! Of course. It’s always nice to kiss you, Rainbow. But I’m excited because I remembered the bag I put in your room.”

Dash recollected the package the filly had with her when she exited the pet store and bobbed her head.

“Oh, yeah! You mentioned before at the square that I’d be interested in them? Part of some game you had planned?”

“Definitely. Come on. I’m getting anxious to show you what I picked up.”

The exuberant and effervescent filly galloped joyfully into Rainbow’s bedroom. Dash shook her head slightly with disbelief at how irrepressible the buoyant filly seemed to be, and calmed walked after her towards the bedroom.

The prismatic-maned mare found the young pony with her head underneath the duvet, pulling something out of the space between the bed and the cloud floor. Rainbow surmised it was the bag she had seen before.

“Got it! So, I picked up a few things from that place. We’ll use all of them! Except this.”

Scootaloo tenderly removed the package of dog treats and tossed them lightly towards a chair Rainbow had in the corner of the room. It landed softly on the puffy surface of Rainbow’s seat. The filly turned back to Rainbow Dash and grinned.

“The rest of the contents are just for you and me, Rainbow. Want to guess what’s inside?”

“How could I know that, Squirt? The suspense is driving me bonkers. Show me what you got.”

Grinning to herself, Scootaloo pulled out the items, one at a time, gauging Rainbow’s reaction to each object.

First, she pulled out a small bowl and Rainbow’s eyes blinked in bewilderment. The bowl was metallic. The speedster was about to speak, but Scootaloo raised a hoof to silence her.

Next came a black leather leash, and the weathermare quickly deduced that it was a pet leash, primarily for dogs. This object caused the cyan pegasus to swallow nervously.

Scootaloo hastily crinkled the bag down and stuffed it back under the duvet of Rainbow’s bed. The filly looked at the mare with a surreptitious grin.

“There’s another item in that bag, but I’ll reveal it later. In the meantime, I want to explain the game. It’s simple. You’re going to play the role of a good puppy pet. I’ll be the owner. If you do something I dislike, you’ll be punished. If you’re obedient, you get rewarded. Understand so far, Rainbow Dash?”

Rainbow stammered. She gazed at Scootaloo with an incredulous expression, not expecting the filly to be such a kinky freak.

Scootaloo cleared her throat and the weathermare nodded. She added, “Understood.”

The filly broke out in a smile and she zipped over to the speedster, hugging her happily. Seconds later, Rainbow reached her hooves out and hugged her aficionado in return.

Scootaloo spoke up. “Great! But there’s more. While you’re being a Pet, you’ll not be allowed to speak. After all, cats and dogs don’t talk, do they?”

Rainbow Dash shuddered. Scoots was really becoming more exciting with the more time the two spent together. Rainbow was amazed. She hadn’t explicitly told the young pony her innermost kinks. Yet, Scootaloo knew. Her mind reflected back to something Scootaloo had told her when they were in the town square on the cloud patch.

“Oh please. You love what I do to you.”

Rainbow remembered her reply to this boastful claim.

“Yeah. I won’t deny that. You’ve done things to me internally and externally that I’ve never had with anypony before.”

Slightly shaking, Dash recollected exactly what Scootaloo responded.

“So true. I’m aware of what makes you squirm, squeal, and smile. You’re in good hooves with me, Dashie.”

Scootaloo observed Rainbow Dash acting taciturn and she chortled at the sudden laconicness from the usually brash and vociferous pegasus.

“With me so far? You’ll be a good Pet for me, and not speak. There’s one other rule to this game.”

Rainbow swallowed, still reticent as she waited. Scootaloo was pausing for a dramatic effect.

“The final thing is you will allow anything to happen to you that I desire. No complaints. Only if you disobey, Rainbow Dash. I’m not just going to ravage you.”

The speedster’s breathing quickened, her chest rising rapidly and settling just as fast. She gawked at Scootaloo with an unreadable expression. Scootaloo noted this.

Is she excited? Fearful? Confused? Angry? Let’s find out.

“Hey. The game hasn’t started yet, Rainbow Dash. You’re allowed to speak for now. Tell me your thoughts.”

Rainbow swallowed and focused on thinking. She was initially excited. Then she felt a bit of worry. As she looked over the young pony, she tried to formulate her words precisely during her stupor of cogitation. Taking a deep breath, she unleashed her thoughts.

“I’ll say that you’re playing a very dangerous game, Scoots. You and I are doing things that even grown ponies don’t do with each other. Not only do we play in this manner, but you seem to be taking charge of it at times. It’s scary to me. But also a bit invigorating. The rules you stated are accepted. I’m willing to do this kinky fun game with you, squirt. You were right. The surprise was most welcomed and I do love the idea.”

The filly beamed at hearing this and her eyes sparkled in epitomized joy. She was thrilled to hear the acceptance from her idol.

“So, just to reiterate, Rainbow Dash. First, you’ll be a good puppy. Obedience gets rewarded. Disobedience results in punishment. Secondly, you won’t speak during the duration of this. Third, if you get punished, I have free reign to do what I want with you or to you. Do you give me your word that you agree to these rules?”

The speedster gulped again. But she was confident. How bad could it be? Scootaloo had excelled during past sessions. She could agree to this for more fun. There was no reason to hesitate. The pegasus mare nodded her head with confidence.

“I fully agree to the terms you set forth, Scoots. I will follow all three of them. That is a promise.”

Scootaloo grinned and walked towards her icon. The filly pulled at Rainbow’s chest, lowering the pegasus to her eye level. The tomboyish filly leaned upwards and grazed Rainbow’s lips with her own. She kissed her hero, tenderly, lovingly, moaning gently into the muzzle of her speedy icon.

Rainbow was surprised, but welcomed the sudden caring sentiment. Scootaloo had been taking control lately. First with her comment while the two were on the cloud tufts. Then her impulsive idea for a game. Now with the sudden act of romance.

The filly didn’t let up. Her tongue slowly darted out of her mouth and easily entered Rainbow’s. The mare didn’t resist. There was no fight; only acceptance from the speedster. Scootaloo happily explored the inside of her hero’s mouth with her muscular oral appendage.

As she kissed her, Scootaloo placed a soft hoof onto the cyan’s pegasus neck, pulling her down closer. Rainbow stumbled forward at the sudden jerk, but kept her hooves secure on the ground. Her body did lower, as was Scootaloo’s hope. This allowed the filly to kiss her deeper.

Rainbow enjoyed it and happily returned the snogging. The pair of pegasi embraced amorously, each of them moaning into the mouth of the other. Rainbow Dash loved when Scootaloo took initiative like this. It caused her excitement, and not just in her heart.

After a few minutes, Scootaloo broke it off. She took a few greedy gulps of air to get her breath back and glanced at Rainbow Dash with a devious sultry look. There were several salacious thoughts in the young pegasus’s mind. The older mare could tell and gave her a wink.

Rainbow watched as her pint-sized companion walked back to the bed. She leaned down again to grab the last item that was still in the bag. As she did, she shook her plot teasingly towards Rainbow and it caused the pegasus to blush fiercely.

“Damn you, Scoots! You’re making me extremely horny with this constant teasing. Dear Celestia!”

“Sounds like a you problem, honestly, Rainbow Dash.” Scootaloo replied, adding a teasing raspberry.

Rainbow gritted her teeth. She wasn’t angry at the filly. She was aroused and the filly was intentionally pushing her buttons. Rainbow Dash couldn’t tell if she should be more annoyed, impressed, or horny. It was a trifecta of emotions.

Scootaloo pulled out the bag again and reached in it slowly. She winked at the weathemare and instructed her to close her eyes. Rainbow immediately complied. She couldn’t see anything but heard the filly gently trot over to her. Each hoofstep made a squelching sound as it connected with the soft cloud of her bedroom floor.

The filly couldn’t resist and walked over to her captive hero and nibbled gently at her chest feathers. The feeling made Rainbow grit her teeth again and blush. Scootaloo went over to one of the mare’s wings and yanked a feather out. The feather wasn’t loose and Rainbow released a yowl of slight discomfort. She didn’t open her eyes though, instead gave a verbal response.

“What was that for, Scoots?”

“I might use your feather later. Something particular in mind if you disobey. Besides, I don’t need a reason anyway. Simmer down.”

The confident pegasus was starting to falter. She considered herself a cocky and outspoken pony, but the pint-sized one in front of her was giving her a run for her money. Rainbow grimaced slightly but didn’t reply again.

“That’s better. Now then. Are you ready to begin our game now, Rainbow?”

She nodded in response and Scootaloo chuckled.

“No. You will reply to my question, Rainbow Dash. The game can’t commence until you’ve verbally agreed to start. Oh, and when you do, call me Mistress Scootaloo. Got it?”

“Yes. I understand. I’m ready to begin our game, Mistress Scootaloo.”

The young pony gently rubbed Rainbow’s cheek with a hoof, noting with glee as it turned the cyan mare into a cuter shade of rosy pink.

“Glad to hear it. Lean down and hold still. You’re missing one item before we get this officially started.”

Rainbow obeyed and felt something peculiar around her neck. She knew Scootaloo was fondling around that area, but there was an unknown object in the filly’s hooves. The speedster waited patiently for whatever Scootaloo was doing.

There was a loud *SNAP* as the object coiled itself around Rainbow’s neck. Rainbow winced thinking something happened, but soon felt relieved as she determined the item itself had made that noise.

“Almost done, Rainbow Dash. I’m proud of you for holding still. That’s very good behavior.”

The speedy pegasus mare smiled at the praise. She remained motionless until she’d be allowed to move or open her eyes. Rainbow felt a slight tugging sensation as Scootaloo pulled down on her neck.

“You may open your eyes now. The first thing I want you to do is go to the mirror on the wall of your exercise room. I want you to look at your reflection and study it carefully. Nod if you understand.”

Rainbow nodded and Scootaloo gave her a small pat on the chest to dismiss her. The awesome pegasus trotted from her bedroom, past her kitchen, and into her workout room. Scootaloo followed with an expectant gaze, excited by how Rainbow would react.

The cyan mare had to open and close her muzzle a few times to prevent any sound from escaping her mouth. But as she looked at her reflection, she knew. There was no mistake.

There, embellishing her neck, was a black leather collar. It fit snugly and Rainbow gave it a gentle tug. Slight pressure but nothing she couldn’t handle. She peered closer and noticed a small metallic dog tag attached to it. Curious, she turned it over and read the name engraved in the material.

PET

Her eyes widened in shock and she slowly turned around, meeting the gaze of the orange filly. Scootaloo bit her bottom lip and raised her eyebrows at her new Pet’s reaction to her hoofiwork.

“I hope you like it. This is the last item we need for our game. Bow if you enjoy your new accessory.”

Rainbow gave a deep bow to the filly and Scootaloo spoke.

“Then let the game begin, Pet.”