Hunter's Herd

Wallflower Blush sat alone within the Milking Mare Café, her attention drifting between her PipSub resting next to her cup of coffee to the rest of the cafe as a whole. Around her were at least a dozen small, wooden tables that could fit no more than four ponies while at the opposite end of the room was the standard counter like you would find at any coffee shop. Serving the customers were two large, big titted mares who had their fur painted white and black along with having small horns strapped to their heads. Together they moved in a way that ensured that their massive breasts bounced and jiggled with each step, while making random mooing noises as they took orders, always making sure to ask if the customer wanted milk added to their order.

Yet it was never their milk at that they added. Next to the coffee machines on the back counter was a row of subs the fate of whose lower bodies were hidden by the counter, leaving only their upper bodies could be visible, held upwards by a sinister device that did not match the cozy country cabin atmosphere the cafét held. The device looked like a rolling pressed situated above and below each mare’s sizeable breasts, with levers on both sides. When milk was requested, the big titted subs would bring the hot coffee under one of those natural milk containers before pulling down of the levers to painfully squeeze out some milk. What’s more, customers had a large selection of milk to choose from as each race had their own flavor to them. They had the three basic Equestrian breeds along with a thestral, a Changeling, a Kirin, a Griffoness, a dragoness, a Hippogriff, and even a Diamond Dog!

There were a few subs within the Café, Wallflower noticed, who looked on at these mares with envy. More than once did the green coated sub notice a sub cupping their slightly smaller mounds whenever the lever was pulled down and one of the mares let out a cry of delight. Any sub of the right cup size could, of course, volunteer at the Café if they desired. But for those who were not they were sadly out of luck for the Milking Mare took pride in using all natural magic and potion free milk from naturally large mares. The use of magic and potions, Wallflower had found out during her time here, slightly soured the milk to a noticeable level.

She could empathize with these subs. More than once, Wallflower had found herself closing her eyes and imagining herself being milked like that. To have a customer select earth pony milk, to have her breasts painfully squeezed for all to see, and knowing that somepony was enjoying it. Oh, it made her wet just thinking about it! However, not only was she clearly several sizes too small to even be considered, she was also unable to produce milk at this point.

As she thought about this, a hand went to touch her black collar before slowly moving downward to the lock shaped like Hunter’s cutie mark. As she her fingers toyed with the lock a little, an image appeared in her mind. It was simple enough: her and her Master together in bed, both naked, as she held a small foal in her arms that was suckling her teat. Besides them, both Moondancer and Lightning looked on in awe as they made cooing noises. A sudden blush appeared on her face before madly shaking her head.

“Too soon,” she muttered under her breath as she went to take a sip of her coffee with Changeling milk mixed in. While she was grateful and happy to be a part of Hunter’s herd, both within and out of the Society, she was still the newest member. Heck, it hadn’t even been two months since she had accepted her black collar! It was far too soon to be thinking about foals at this point. She just needed to give it time to see if-

As Wallflower lowered her cup, an earth pony mare approached her in a lab coat. And just a lab coat as well as a collar showing that she belonged to the Research Labs. Sashaying her hips, she passed one of the Society maids who was busy at work cleaning one of the seats before pulling up a chair directly in front of Wallflower and sitting down.

“Sorry I’m late,” said the mare with an apologetic smile. “Got held up with some…well, it doesn’t really matter. Anyways, thank you for agreeing to see me.”

“It’s, ah, no big deal,” replied Wallflower feeling a little awkward right now. It was still a little odd having ponies approaching her and talking to her. Then again, this was the mare who had reached out to her earlier today.

“Ok then,” said the mare as she began to reach into her lab coat pockets. “I can’t tell you how glad the Research Labs are to have a test subject for this. Moondancer has said plenty of times that- oh, where is that thing- that this is something that you’ve always wanted to try out. If you have any questions or concerns, I’m here to- oh for the love of it all!” As she spoke, a frantic tone appeared in the mare’s voice. She soon stood up, took off her coat, and began to shake it above the table. Crystals, pills, dildos, a feather, coins, and far more things than could possibly fit began to fall onto the table with a clatter.

“Well,” began Wallflower with a timid tone as she picked up her PipSub. “I read over what you plan on doing. I just need to ask: Is it safe?”

The other mare’s ears perked at that while her rummaging slowed down a tad. “Is it safe?” she echoed slowly. “That is what we are trying to find out. As of right now I believe it is. All of the previous testing has shown that there are no lingering side effects that subjects could notice. But all of those times were conducted within the safety of the labs during a short period of time. If we ever want this to become available to the entire Society, then we need to better understand the mental effects it will have when out in the field.” The scientist then picked up her pace a bit more.

Wallflower watched her for a moment as she considered everything this entailed. She was nervous about testing a brand new product, but in return she could live out one of the few fantasy kinks here that the Society had NEVER been able to properly provide before! Something that Wallflower had fantasized before. The mere thought of getting that chance caused her mouth to water. Also, there would be safety nets to protect her the entire way. The note she had read went into great detail how much they were going to be watching over her while she was testing this to ensure she was safe.

“I guess I’ll give it a try,” said Wallflower.

-x-

Whiteness was the only thing that Wallflower could see for several minutes, her brain rattling around in her skull before slowly the world around her came into focus. Staring upwards, all Wallflower could see was a blue, cloudless sky that seemed to go on forever with a single tree branch to obstruct her view. Slowly a leaf began to fall, drifting lazily before landing on her head.

Slowly blinking, Wallflower realized that she was on her back…for some reason. Shifting her head a bit, she noted that she was in a city garden that looked isolated from the rest of the world. Large shrubs stood nearly twice as tall as her, practically blocking her off from the rest of the world. Large, thick trees stood here and there, surrounded by flower gardens with blooms of many colors. Next to her were some open bags of soil as well as some flowers that looked like she had been getting ready to plant. Was that what she was doing before… whatever happened to her? Frowning in confusion Wallflower got into a sitting position, checking herself for any injuries. Her brown sweatshirt looked fine, no cuts or tears that she could see and her pants looked as dirty as ever. Something did feel wrong with her bra however, like there was something in there pressed against her breasts. Frowning, Wallflower looked around and upon seeing she was alone lifted her sweatshirt up so that it was over her mounds. Once her white bra was exposed to the great outdoors, Wallflower brought a hand over to the fabric before sliding it under. Eyes widened in complete shock when she felt metal attached to her nipple. When had she gotten them pierced?!?

Adrenalin now pumping the green girl jumped to her hooves while pulling down her sweatshirt. Face now scarlet, she could also feel a similar feeling down in her panties causing another wave of fear to wash over her. She had gotten a piercing down there as well? When? She couldn’t remember anything about that!

As Wallflower went to hug herself, she felt something else on her for the first time. Looking down at her wrists, she saw that she was wearing wrist cuffs. The same ones she wore to the Clocktower Society! But why were they black? She didn’t have a dom…did she? Feeling more confused, she brought a hand to her neck feeling the collar that rested comfortably there along with a lock. She also checked behind her and saw that her safety bell was present. Somehow, seeing all this helped her to calm down.

“Ok Wallflower, think,” she whispered to herself. Closing her eyes, she began to go over her memories as best as she could. She knew she was a member of the secret kink society, but who helped her to join felt missing. She knew she loved it there, but the names and faces of the ponies she spent time with there somehow eluded her. As for what she was doing here, all she could recall as agreeing to this (whatever this was) and then being asked to test her bell. Then... nothing. Did something happen to her?

For a moment, Wallflower considered speaking the word that would end the scene. But something inside her urged her to let things play out. She had agreed to this after all. Looking around, she saw that the shrubs almost seemed to enclose the area with a single opening several yards behind her. Yes, for now she would just go about like it was a normal day gardening as see where things went. If something happened that took things too far she would just use the safe word and everything should be ok.

Spotting a small spade, marked with the Clocktower logo on it, Wallflower bent over and picked it up. Not too far from it was a garden with a few of its flowers dead. Looking over to the potted plants she had with her, Wallflower was left with the assumption that she was to replace them. There was even a pair of gloves nearby. So, going with the flow, Wallflower moved over to the spot and got to work.

As time went by, Wallflower could hear ponies walking on the other side of the shrubs. She found that, if she really looked, she could see past the branches and leaves to find a park bench and a long winding sidewalk. Ponies of all sorts walked or jogged past, none of them turning on the upcoming intersection that would lead to this private garden.

Finding all of this odd, the green mare continued with her digging until the sound of a hoofstep behind her caught her attention. Was somepony there, come to admire the garden? Or was it her dom, whoever that was. Before Wallflower could turn and look, a force behind her took hold of her shoulders. With a firm grip on her those hands pulled her back onto her hooves before one of them.

With her eyes now wide and her heart pounding in her chest, Wallflower brought both of her own dirty hands to try and pry off the one keeping her from crying out. She scratched his fur like a wild animal, trying to grapple him or even hurt him but the gloves she was wearing made that impossible. Wallflower cried out in fear but it all came out muffled. She even tried to stomp on his hoof to try and break free, but her assailant moved out of the way at the last possible second. Now she was at his mercy.

“I guess you do find all sorts of pretty things in gardens,” whispered the stallion into Wallflower’s ear, causing her to blush. Her? Pretty? A part of Wallflower wanted to dispute that since she was an easily overlooked mare. She was not somepony you find on the cover of a magazine or one that had a date every other night! Yet Wallflower felt something inside of her stir when she heard this as well. Something about the stallion’s voice she found herself trusting despite the situation she was now in. So much so that her arms slackened, causing her fight for freedom to pause.

At the same time the stallion was not ideal. He snaked one of his hands underneath her sweatshirt and began to feel her belly. Despite herself, Wallflower felt herself let out a small moan as his hand glided softly over her fur. Despite having done similar things to herself before, it felt different somehow. More…erotic and alluring.

Slowly the hand rose upwards, sliding under her bra with no trouble at all. Wallflower made a squeaking sound, preparing herself to have them squeezed or something. But instead her molester just seemed to be more interested feeling them up. His palm and fingers glided over every bit of her breasts as if trying to memorize the feel with his hands. Oh just thinking about him remembering her was making Wallflower wet.

Bit by bit she felt herself pushed forward, stomping through the flowers until she was directly in front of a tree. The hand that had been over her mouth released her to join its twin in exploring her. With her face planted against the bark, she felt the stranger’s knee move between her legs to spread them while his hands began to grope her harder. Her breathing became heavier, hands gripping at the tree as pleasure began to fill her being. She could feel her sweater being pulled up, exposing her upper body to the open air once again! With her mouth free she knew she should be making as much noise as possible to attract somepony, anypony to help her. But the only sounds she could make were squeaks of delight. Whoever this stranger was, he knew the right way to treat her breasts. Maybe it was her dom?

Curious, Wallflower began to turn her head to look. However, one of the hands kneading her breasts moved up to grab her hair at lightning speeds! Shocked and a bit scared now, Wallflower did nothing as the stallion forced her to keep her face pressed against the tree.

“Don’t you dare look at me slut,” growled the stallion. Wallflower’s heart began to race once more as the stallion’s hand went back to her breasts, ripping off her bra in the process. His hands had become more fierce, more powerful in their actions to the point where Wallflower could not help but let out grunted moans. The stallion squeezed at the underside of her bosoms while his leg pressed up against her covered cunt. Wallflower could feel her cheeks burning, loving every moment of this attention in this small piece of paradise. Just her and him with nopony else to-

“Come on four-eyes, move it!” shouted a voice from the other side of the shrubs. Through the shrubs, Wallflower could see a mare tapping her hoof on the sidewalk as she waited for somepony else. As the stallion began to toy with her tits, Wallflower fighting to keep her mouth shut at this point, another figure moved into view. She couldn’t see everything, but she guessed that the first mare was wearing shorts while this new mare looked like she was wearing sweatpants. Sweatpants that were clearly doing their job as this mare had a few dark spots on her legs.

As the stallion released one of her breasts and moved his leg, the other mare spoke out in an annoyed and panting tone. “I asked…you to help…me with a…light workout Lightning.” As she spoke, a thought came across Wallflower’s mind: where they really outside? In public? Could she have been suddenly teleported outside and that scrambled her memory? Or had she brought Clocktower items out of the Society for some reason? Maybe she and this dom thought it would be fun to do something like this out in the open. Stupid, but it did have its appeal.

Wallflower clenched her teeth as she tried to keep her moans quiet while the dom played with her nipple ring, tugging at it lightly as his other hand snaked its way into her pants. It felt so amazing to have that hand slowly moving downward, pressing against her body that Wallflower wanted to moan loudly. But she knew she couldn’t. As much as she wanted to be noticed, she did not want ponies outside of the safety of the Society to see her like this! Even if there was a thrill that they might get caught.

“Oh my, what a little slut you are,” whispered the stallion as his fingers glided over her clit ring and onto her pussy. Without warning or mercy, those fingers dived into her cunt forcing Wallflower to bite back anything noise she would have made. But ohh, did they know what they were doing. They hit all the right spots within her, spreading her passage in just the right way to make her weak without trying. Already she could hear wet noises coming from her cunt as he finger fucked her rapidly as unintelligent noises escaped her lips. Soon after that, Wallflower felt herself lose control of her tongue as it slid out of her mouth as the scent of her arousal filled her nose. “This wet already. And I’ve barely even started. You must really want this.”

“I,” began Wallflower, an eagerness in her voice that was louder than she wanted. Glancing over to the shrub, she saw that the two mares were still there. Damn it all! What was worse was that his fingers slid out of her snatch and out of her pants, leaving a trail of mare juice on her fur. As Wallflower began to regain her sense, fighting the urge to beg him loudly to put them back in or just to straight out fuck her so that those damn mares wouldn’t hear. His hand, she soon found out, returned into her pants. Only this time they slide down towards her backdoor!

A single finger was inserted into her ponut, no doubt her own juices making it easier for it to enter. Wallflower’s entire body began to tremble out of control as she gripped the tree like her life or sanity depended on it. She could feel it move inside of her, pressing against the walls before a second finger was added. Her face was no doubt a mess as it burned more than it had ever done before, mouth hanging open, tongue all the way out, and eyes rolled back in her head. She had to look like some sort of slut and if she could think more clearly she would agree. It didn’t help that his other hand was at work, a finger within the nipple ring and pulling on it. If there was an alicorn of pleasure she would devote the rest of her life to her service if this would continue!

As tears of bliss began to appear in her eyes, the fingers in her anus were removed and brought to her mouth. “Lick them clean,” he ordered in a powerful whisper. Wallflower gave them the briefest of sniffs. She had cleaned her backdoor before this it seemed since there was no odor. Actually, it smelled like strawberry, like somepony had flavored it for her. Had she done it herself? Honestly she didn’t care, putting the fingers in her mouth. Her tongue glided over those fingers as she looked on dreamily. “I guess I was right about you. So tell me, what do you want? Be specific or else we’ll end this here!”

Wallflower glanced over to the shrubs, noting to her dismay that they were still standing there. Because of that what she said next came out softly as she pulled away from his fingers. “Please, fuck me whoever you are. Pound my dirty, needy pussy and fill it with your seed. Take me like a fucking whore in some back alley. Mark me with your cum. I need it so bad!” With each word she uttered, Wallflower wiggled her flank against this dom’s pants. There was no point in denying it. Her body was craving what this stallion was doing to her right now, wanting more.

“I think I need a break,” Wallflower heard ‘four-eyes’ say as the stallion began to undo her pants. Panicked, Wallflower stared over at the two as they sat in a nearby bench. Thousands of curses went through Wallflower’s head as she stared at the backs of their heads, wishing they would just leave or drop dead.

This did not deter her assailant. Whether he didn’t hear them or simply didn’t care, Wallflower had no idea. All she knew was that her pants were forcibly pulled down, panties and all, just enough so that her cunt was exposed. The hand that had been on her breast snaked behind her to grab her tail, pulling it upward with a hard tug that caused her eyes to bulge. His other hand began to feel up her flank, making a circular motion around her cutie mark before giving it a light slap.

“Nice answer,” he whispered as he placed the head of his cock against her pussy, those lips winking and drooling in anticipation for what was to come. “Such a good slutty whore. Maybe after this I’ll take you home with me.”

The words struck Wallflower’s heart, filling it with joy as her foal hole was filled with cock. He filled her in one go, stretching her insides for all it was worth. As her tight hole clenched around his rod Wallflower clenched her teeth as more and more drool escaped through the cracks. Her body welcomed all of this, putting her in a state of near delirium. Wallflower’s body knew this cock, even if her mind could not recall. She had been born to service it, to worship it. Because…the owner of this cock loved her. She had no idea how she knew this, but she did. There was no disputing that this was her dom for in her heart Wallflower knew this to be the truth.

The dom…no, her dom, pulled back and began to thrust inside her. Holding her at her hips, her Master began to pound her at a steady pace as she gripped the tree for dear life. Each thrust made a wet, smacking sound as her cunt water ran down her legs. Her breasts bounced with each thrust, caused the rings to sway just enough for her to feel them move.

“Hey do you hear that?” Wallflower’s eyes widened for a different reason as she heard Lightning’s voice. Her cunt tightened up and her dom picked up the pace a bit, making the noise louder than before. Wallflower’s arms and legs began to tremble more as she stared at the high shrub.

“Hear what?” asked ‘four-eyes’ in annoyance. Wallflower felt herself relax a bit. Maybe if she knew that they were in the Society she wouldn’t care so much if she was getting fucked in public. Heck, it would have been super hot to be on a stage getting fucked before a sea of masked faces. But she wasn’t sure if she was in the Society. And if these weren’t members on the other side and they saw her, she would never be able to live it down.

Her Master chuckled darkly as his hand moved under her thigh. Before she knew what was happening, Wallflower’s leg was raised high into the air to expose her snatch getting pounded to the shrub. It was exciting and scary all at the same time, causing her foalhole to tighten even more! All someone had to do was pause for a moment and look through the branches to see what they were doing. To see the Wallflower getting pounded like the needy slut that she had always been! But were the ponies on the other side members or not!?

“Ok, you have to hear that,” said Lightning as the dom picked up the pace. Now the smacking noises they were making had increased. Wallflower could feel his mighty sack hitting her clit with each thrust making it harder to keep her moans silent. Her heart began to pound in her chest, almost to the point of exploding!

“I don’t hear anything,” snapped ‘four-eyes’. “Just give me a minute to catch my breath and we’ll get going again.” Lightning didn’t say anything, but Wallflower could see her looking around in the opposite direction. They were safe as long as she didn’t look this way. All they had to do was not-

Wallflower let out a moan like one a bitch in heat would make as her Master’s hand rubbed against her clit. Her eyes crossed as she tried to silence herself, but it was too much. It felt too damn good! Maybe if he stopped there she could regain some control over herself, but that was not to be. Her Master began to rub against her bundle of nerves, wailing cries escaping her without any flood gate.

“Ok, that I did hear,” Wallflower heard ‘four-eyes’ say as she shut her eyes. “And do you smell that?”

“Oh yeah, totally,” said Lightning, the sounds of hooves moving about.

“Here they come,” whispered her Master. “Soon they will see you as nothing more than a cock hungry whore, getting your fix right out in the open. I’m sure they’ll never forget your face! Every time they pass you by in the streets their faces will blush and they’ll whisper about you.”

“I think it’s coming from over here,” one of them said as Wallflower’s orgasm drew nearer. Who it was no longer mattered as Wallflower’s world began to spin out of control. Soon they would see her like this, getting a perfect view of a cock being rammed into her. A perfect show of just how needy she was. But they had to be members of the Society…right? If they weren’t…If she was…What would she…

“Towertop!” she screamed at the top of her lungs. As her dom stopped what he was doing, Wallflower hoped that she would be teleported away from here. To someplace within the Society. But, that’s not what happened. Instead, she was brought upright before turned around and brought chest to chest with the stallion.

“Oh Luna, I’m so sorry,” he whispered into her ear as he held her tightly. Her small hands gripped his shoulders as she cried into his chest, feeling a bit of a breakdown starting. “I should have known this might happen.”

“Hey, is Wallflower ok?” asked Lightning. Wallflower couldn’t see it, but she did hear the flapping of wings followed by hooves landing on the ground. Firmer hands were suddenly on her body, gently caressing her back as the familiar popping noise of a teleportation spell was heard.

“I told them this would happen,” groaned ‘four-eyes’ as Wallflower kept crying.

“Don’t worry, we can fix this in a jiffy.” That last voice, Wallflower had no idea who it was. Without warning she her head was forcibly jerked back by an earth pony in a lab coat before a small stone was pressed against her forehead. For a moment, her world turned white and upside down as something was poured into her mind. In rapid succession, images and thoughts began to fill her head so quickly that her legs felt weak. Thankfully her dom held her extra tight as did the two other mares who had been watching them.

Then, just like that, Wallflower remembered. The stallion holding her was Star Hunter and he was her dom. The other two were Moondancer and Lightning Dust, her slave and herd sisters! Everything was coming back, filling in the blanks! She had volunteered to try out a new magical device that would help members deeper their emersion. Suddenly a ‘rape’ scene could feel more real if you didn’t remember who you were working with. Or, in the case of Wallflower, outdoor sex with a stranger along with the thrill that you might get caught.

“Looks like we might need to tinker with this a bit more,” said the mare as she held up the stone, a tone of exasperation in her voice. “Or maybe just restrict it to higher members who can take it better. We’ll see.” She then let out a sigh. “Well, thanks for your help. We’ll be in touch if you ever want to try this again.”

“I…I don’t think I will,” sniffed Wallflower.

“You sure?” asked the mare, giving her a questioning look. “I mean, I can understand that right now you’re a little shaken up so why don’t-”

Glaring at the scientist, Hunter scooped her up into a bridal carry, “Why don’t we get you to the nearest Aftercare,” he said. Wallflower blushed madly, never imagining that she would be held this way as she dried her eyes. Without another word, Hunter flapped his leathery wings and flew off without a care of how they were dressed while Wallflower cuddled close to his chest. Briefly she glanced up, watching as the sky vanished only to be replaced with a normal ceiling. Probably thanks to magic. Her herd sisters followed, running as fast as they could to keep up.

As they continued on to the Aftercare room, Wallflower thought about this experience as well as what she thought about this morning. In her heart, she knew she belonged with Hunter. She knew that she could put her body and her heart in his hooves without worry. Perhaps she would sit down and talk to both Hunter and Moondancer about having a foal. But for right now, she had all the love she needed.