Author's Note

This is a stupid fic, don't go in thinking this will be clean sexy fun. I'm not sure why I wrote this one. I just wanted to get the strange comedy of a bunch elite freaks seeing Spike as a prize animal and it ending horribly for the worst of the rich and famous.

Note, this is clearly not to be the slightest accurate. A lot of the elites here are obviously over-saturated with the worst kind of tropes. The names were chosen at complete random as we are actually rather limited when it comes to tags about rich mares. When I get around to doing a serious fic about the elites, I highly doubt it will be this gruesome, clopy, or stupid. Just turn your brain off for a few minutes while Rarity takes some much needed revenge against these rich bastards and rescues her dragon.

Very Dark Comedy.. You've have been warned

It was supposed to be a simple day of fun. Spike was helping the mare he loved and adored with all her needs. Shopping, cleaning, posing, shopping, cleaning, carrying her stuff, shopping, cleaning, designing, sketching, stitching, shopping, cleaning. Spike could barely catch a break and it was getting close to the evening. He knew Twilight would want him back soon, but Rarity was being quite a handful today. The unicorn was so busy trying to finish her newest designs, Spike had been running himself ragged keeping up with her demands. Yet, he loved every second he got to spend with the lovely mare. She was beautiful, kind, and generous, and she was one of the few ponies who saw the best in him. Not many could say the same, living in a world where dragons were second-class citizens.

As the day drew to a close, the two came upon their final stop. The most illustrious auction house in Canterlot. A place where only the richest and most famous ponies could shop. They had arrived for the yearly auction of exotic goods. Pony artifacts, rare ingredients, and fabrics. On her list of choices was a trophy once owned by the founder of the Wonderbolt, for Rainbow Dash. Several exotic apple spices, Applejack. The world's smallest and loudest whoopie cushion, for Pinkie Pie. The best-made earmuffs, for Fluttershy. A giant encyclopedia of lost spells, for Twilight. And... And...

Spike raised an eyebrow. He didn't get the chance to hear what Rarity was getting for him as the crowds rushed inside. Rarity was the first one in and she shoved her way to the front row, Spike tried to follow behind but the rich were so uptight. The show began and the auctioneer announced the first item. The crowd cheered and bidders started placing offers on the priceless artifact. It went on too fast for Spike to keep up with, but finally, the item was sold. The second came and was sold as well. Then the third. And fourth. By the fifth, Spike had made his way to the front.

Rolling toward the stage in such a fuss, he tried to find Rarity. But she was nowhere in sight. The only thing confirming she was still in the building was her voice raising the price of the specific items she wanted. The mare was so driven to be generous that she hadn't even realized they had been separated.

Spike was about to give up with the glow of a unicorn horn wrapped around him. Assuming Rarity had found him, he relaxed and leaned back. However, his eyes widened as he was lifted onto the stage. "Next, we have a unique specimen, never before seen outside of its native lands," the auctioneer called out as the stage horns dropped Spike the dragon onto a lone stand as the judge raised his voice with a price. "An exotic purple and green dragon. Starting bid of one hundred bits."

Spike's eyes went wide as everypony drew their gaze upon him. Rarity among the group of bidders utterly lost at the random turn of events. The dragon couldn't believe this. They were going to sell him like a piece of meat. The dragon didn't know what to do, but thankfully Rarity knew. "Five hundred bits!" She cried out in a panic.

"One thousand!" Called out a bidder from the back.

"Two thousand!" Rarity screamed as she raised her hoof high in the air.

"Five thousand," Another called.

"Wow, wow, wow!" The judge assured them. "Such high raise so quickly--"

"Indeed." Photoshop walked onto the stage. "All for a frail slave dragon." Her words hit Rarity and Spike so coldly. Yet the strangest was to come as the lights dimmed upon her presence. She approached Spike and the crowding rich took a full three steps back, leaving only mares in the front row. Rarity raised an eyebrow at this strange action, and moved closer, trying her best to ensure she could rescue her dragon.

The Modelling Agent arrived at Spike's side and examined him twice over. "Hm, good structure. Well, define muscles." His eyes traveled over the dragon's shoulders. "Wings..." She stretched the fibers, leaving him shivering. "A true adult dragon can be far more useful in many things beyond manual labor." With that, she dragged her hoof over his belly.

Spike was completely lost to what she meant until she stopped at the base of his pocket. His eyes went wide and she pressed them out with such ease. The crowd gasped and Rarity blushed so wildly as her Spikey Wikey's large dragon cocks flared out on full display.

The agent gave him a smirk, leaning over to lick the length of one. She chuckled as Spike whimpered, but she wasn't done with him. "And I have no doubt he is fertile." The mare turned her head to the judge. "Raise the price to ten thousand bits, if not more depending on his endurance."

"What do you mean by that--" Spike's jaw dropped as she molded her hoof up and down the top shaft. His eyes rolled up as a moan escaped him. The crowd gasped, Rarity blushed, but the judge just smiled.

"Going once. Going twice. Going three times..."

"Twenty thousand bits," Saffron Masala stepped out from the crowd. Photo Finish sneakered and gestured her up to join her. The unicorn trotted onto the stage and took the lower cock in her hoof.

"Wow, shit!" Spike's legs twitched as they pumped him slowly, taking their sweet time to feel his girth. "Please..." The mares gave him no resolve, rubbing him out right in front of all the mares below.

"Fifty thousand," A pink mare called from the crowd, her horn lighting up, wrapping one tip in her glow.

"Sixty thousand," Another mare followed, taking the other tip in her horn's power.

"Ohhh!" The dragon groaned as the four stroked him off. His mind was racing as he felt the pressure rise.

Rarity watched on in utter horror and confusion as her dragon was violated by these whorish fiends. She never knew the elites could be so vicious and cruel. Yes, dragons were second class in their eyes sometimes even lower, but to drop down to such barbaric actions without a single regard. The lustful eyes each of the mares had, even as the price raised by another thousand each minute. Soon several mares were either on stage rubbing their hooves over the lengths or cupping pieces of his cocks and balls in their horn's power.

She wanted this to stop, but how? Rarity watched as the prices continued to rise and her heart broke at the scene. She couldn't bear to see Spike like this anymore. His precum dripped out and his legs buckled in a mix of pleasure and pain. She had to end this, no matter the cost. She had to save him. The mare raised her hoof and her mouth open to call out a price.

"One million bits," another echoed out faster than her.

"Sold!!" The judge slammed down his hammer. The losing mares parted away from Spike, giving him a small moment of reprieve. The dragon breathed heavily, his legs shaking from the overwhelming pleasure he had endured. All he could do was roll off the stand and into the hooves of the winner. Rarity's eyes widened as Fleur de Lis stood proud in victory, opening her mouth and taking both meats in a single bite.

Spike went from relaxed to groaning and flapping his wings. Her mouth was unlike the pulsing power and hooves of before. Her tongue wrapped around his top meat and stroked him down, while the bottom was swallowed down into the back of her throat. Her lips closed around his base and her head bobbed with such grace and passion. The dragon's toes curled, his body twitched and he screamed out in pleasure. The dragon was in utter bliss, and he couldn't fight it. His eyes rolled around, landing on Rarity's face in the dispersing crowd.

Her jaw dropped in shock, her cheeks a bright red. Their eyes locked and for the briefest moment, his heart fluttered, his lips whimpering out her name. "Rarity... Rarity..."

She heard each syllable as if he was screaming it deep in her skull. Her mind racing, her heart fluttering on everything they had done today before arriving at this horror. It wasn't meant to end like this. She was going to buy prizes for all her friends. For Spikey Wikey, the greatest prize of all, a lovely dinner and a sweet and blissful kiss, right on the lips. Yet all of that was ruined by this disgustingly lustful scene. The unicorn couldn't believe it. But she was forced to endure, as Fleur De Lis suckled and defiled the dragon in ways she would never consider.

Her eyes drifted over the scene as the dragon's cocks flexed. He was close, his breath growing erratic and his groans louder. She knew it was coming. His cocks twitched and throbbed against the unicorn's cheeks. She had to do something, anything or else Spike's first moments of climaxing bliss would be shamed upon this horrid act.

It was then something snapped. So fast, that neither the crowds nor the judge could stop her. Appearing on the stage, Rarity, in all her elite refinement ripped Fleur De Lis' mouth off the cocks. All the ponies gasped at things from ten to a thousand as Rarity violently bashed the rich unicorn's skull over the stage, splattering her bloody brains all over the and any that was still watching.

At the same time, Spike's body exploded in pleasure. The dragon cried out louder, his wings flared out as he bucked his hips up. The two tip flare and gushed out white over Rarity and the now very dead Fleur De Lis. Yet Rarity barely even processed any of it, continuing to bash the broken skull over and over, screaming, "My dragon! My dragon! My dragon!!"

The auction house emptied out to screams of total terror. Everypony fled for their lives, as Rarity dropped the bloody skull to the ground, stepped up to the panting Spike, and scooped him into her hooves. Spike was still so dazed from his first-ever sexual release, but the unicorn's tender lips brought him back to reality.

Rarity didn't hesitate to give Spike the most incredible kiss she could give him. All her pent-up emotions and desires for the dragon before all this hellish proceeding began were unveiled in a sweet, blissful and passionate embrace. The mare's lips pressed hard, her tongue lashing out against his and her grip tight around him. She refused to let him go.

She loved him. She loved him more than any pony could possibly love a dragon. And she would protect him no matter the cost. The couple was so enthralled in their passion that neither could stop things from going beyond just a kiss. The dragon, still so driven by his first sexual release, pushed her onto her back. Rarity didn't stop him, even as both cock penetrated her pussy and ass. The unicorn gasped in pain and pleasure as he drilled her with a desperate lust.

It hurt. It hurt so bad. Rarity never even considered doing it with a dragon, let alone having both holes filled, and yet the passion and desire drove them to a new high. The couple's cries of love and lust echoed throughout the auction house. They thrust back and forth against themselves as they gave into their animalistic desires. Their eyes locked together, their heart beating as one, and their love flowing between their lips as their tongues danced together.

Neither one cared that all this rolling covered themselves in that evil mare's blood. The unicorn was dead, and she deserved nothing more than them fucking over her dead carcass. Nothing was going to stop them. Not the police, or the royal guard. No one, not even Celestia herself arrives to arrest the evil runner of such a barbaric auction house.

"What the... FUCK... happen here?!" The princess openly declared in utter confusion about the horrific bloody scene.

None would be able to stop the loving couple. Spike and Rarity were the happiest creatures in all of Equestria at this very moment. And nopony was ever going to tear them apart. Spike's hips bucked faster and Rarity's legs squeezed tighter. They were reaching their limits, their orgasms rising together. "Spike... I love you!" Rarity cried out.

"Rarity... I love you!" The dragon moaned back.

Their love was sealed in the most blissful and magical way possible. Rarity's legs crossed around his back, forcing his cocks to bottom out in her depths. His cocks flexing and gushing his white seeds into the unicorn's womb and stomach. They kissed harder, holding each other close, and embracing the wonderful afterglow.

When they finally parted, Rarity held him tight to her chest. The unicorn's breathing was still heavy, and her eyes were full of fear and regret for the bloody scene around them, but no shame in her love for this dragon. She leaned over and kissed his cheek, whispering. "Spikey Wikey, I think we're going home..."

"Home..." He nodded and closed his eyes, leaning into her bosom. Both closed their eyes as they were lifted in an ambulance. They had no idea what was going to happen to them. Whether they would be arrested or set free, it didn't matter. They had each other, and that was all that existed in their minds from now on.

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