Buckleberry is tired. All he wants is to be in a space where he doesn't have to think, doesn't have to make decisions. Thankfully, there is such a place. Down an alleyway in Canterlot, accessible only to those who have been invited to enter, is a place where a pony can really let their manes down. Bucky has been looking forward to this all week, and finally it's time.

Don your face mask, cover your cutie marks, forget your name, it all means nothing in this den of sin where anything can happen with anypony.

CW: Free use, face fucking.