Rarity and the problem customer

"Mmm! Mm m mmmm!" Rarity yelled into her gag, wiggling around as best as she could in an attempt to be loud enough to alert someone to her situation. It had only been a minute or two since the woman had left her alone, tied up and half naked. She struggled in her bonds and attempted to pull herself free - to no avail. She stomped her feet and yelled, all to be met with silence. And the worst part was - the panties that had been shoved up between her pussy lips and asscheeks were still roughly rubbing against her in all the worst ways.

She began to yell out again before swiftly cutting herself off. What was she doing? She was in Canterlot for Celestia's sake - this was not the kind of situation that she needed to be found in. And she was already three hours past closing, one of her friends would be coming to find her soon. All she had to do was wait for-

"Hello?" A voice called out from the shop floor. The customer must have forgot to close the door. Rarity, who was so noisy only a second prior, remained absolutely silent. Footsteps sounded closer as the voice called out again in a much clearer tone. "Hello? Anyone there?"

The voice was rough and gravelly, the kind she heard only this morning from the workers doing piping work down her street. A few more steps and then a pause. "I heard someone yelling for help, but I didn't expect this."

The voice was in front of her now so she began her struggle anew, pulling at her binds and instructing him on how to assist her. Well, she was here now, might as well get out while she could.

"Shh sweetheart, stop struggling. I'll get you out, okay? You just need to remain still for me."

Rarity felt herself stilling, slightly miffed despite the situation. She was a woman of class, of elegance, of sophistication -

"That's right, good girl. Wow, those things sure do bounce, hu?"

-Not someone to be ogled and stared at. She felt a light hand graze along her exposed tummy, bringing her struggle back to life. She began to swivel and squirm and pull at her bonds - anything for freedom - and in doing so, unintentionally giving the worker a good show as her cleavage bounced and flimsy skirt got slowly pushed back up. Rarity only stopped still once she felt the breeze between her legs once more. She clamped her legs together and leaned forward as best she could, seemingly presenting herself to the worker as she stuck her chest out.

He took the invitation. Large rough hands lay themself on her body, tracing upwards to her breasts as she tried to pull herself back, exposing her wedgied pussy lips in the process. She heard a small chuckle as a hand traveled down, grabbing hold and dragging the fabric upwards. She yelled and cursed and tried to move away as best she could as her pussy was once again being sawed at by the panties she wore but it was no use. He looped the panties around both of his wrists and pulled them upwards at the same time he placed both of his hands on her bra, squeezing roughly and jolting the fabric further into her. Rarity squealed at the invading fabric as it rubbed harshly against her clit, stimulating her in a way she wasn't prepared for. It was rough and degrading and it felt...

The man began to pull her bra up. Her yells fell on deaf ears as the cups were tugged upwards, pulling against her slightly-hardened nipples as they went and exposing her fully. A low chuckle was cut off with another squeal and more shouts as the man returned his hand, massaging her boobs and rubbing the palm of his hand across her nipples. The feeling sent little shocks down her spine as Rarity felt how rough the man's hands were - and how sensitive she was becoming.

No amount of yelling seemed to deter him as he traced his fingers around her breasts, stopping every so often to quickly and harshly rub her nipples so they stood erect and stayed sensitive as he kneaded the rest of her flesh. Rarity attempted again and again to yell, shout, scream even, but she could do nothing but fire herself out as her body was taken advantage of. All of a sudden he grabbed both of her soft breasts in his hand and pulled them up, her nipples stood to attention in centre space as she felt something wet touch her. The panties looked around his wrists pulled even harsher and he wasted no time in letting his tongue roll out, licking and biting and sucking her nipples back and fourth until she was whining and bucking slightly into the tight panty prison. Her attacker untangled his hands from her panties and dropped her tits to watch them swing freely after being released, the cool air on her wet nipples only hardening them further.

The worker chuckled lightly as Rarity shivered, and then he started flicking her nipples. The sensitive nubs tingled and sent a small shock up her body everytime they were playfully hit, and then rubbed even harder, and then finally pulled on. He grabbed them both lightly and gave a little pull upwards, making her whine as the light lubrication made his fingers slip off of her quickly, dropping her tits again and making them bounce. He repeated that a few times before he got a tighter grip and began twisting as he pulled them up higher, pinching harder as she yelled into her gag. She tried to not let the abuse of her poor nipples get to her - but it was hard to as she felt another rush of wetness drip down her thigh.

Rarity didn't have to deal with that for much longer though. The worker chuckled again and then began to trace down her body, lifting her skirt up higher and grabbing hold of the front of her panties once again. Rarity gulped and braced to have her panties shoved up her pussy again - but was surprised, and then horrified, as they were slowly pulled down instead. She quickly spread her legs to keep the panties from being pulled off, but realised her mistake too late as she felt one of her fabric boxes being pushed between her legs to keep her spread open. Her raw (and slightly too wet) pussy was now completely on display, with her panties dropped under her knees and a hand tracing her legs.

She shuddered in place as fingers lightly grabbed her lips on either side of her clit, spreading her gently open and exposing her even further. He pulled her lips with his thumb and pointer finger a little at a time with both hands until the wetness made them slip out of his hands. He then repeated it, his fingers getting slicker as he pinched and pulled, her slightly breathy moans getting a little louder each time. Eventually it was hard for him to even get a proper grip as his fingers were so soaked in her juices and her clit so puffy and soaked. He did it one more time, pushing his thumbs more roughly against her clit and pinching her lips harder as he spread her open further, fully exposing her clit and pussy.

Rarity whined a little and attempted to pull back as she once again recognised something wet invade her space, his tongue lapping at her juices, with extra attention paid to her puffy clit. She struggled further and accidentally ground a little on his face as she felt her orgasm rushing towards her, the stimulation of her nipples and pussy pushing her closer and closer. The man moved his fingers further back, his thumbs lightly tracing the edges of her pussy, and it was only at that point that she recognised how big this man's hands truly were. One of her fingers was the equivalent of two of her own - and she really felt it when he began pushing one of his thumbs into her.

She gasped as she felt his thick thumb invade her hole, the wetness audible as he lightly pumped it in and out of her pussy. He began tracing the edge with his other and she quietly whined as she struggled to hold herself back. The stretch wasn't painful but it was certainly noticeable as his second began to slip its way in, her tight pussy struggling a little to accommodate him. "You're a tight little bitch, ain't ya?"

Rarity couldn't help but moan at that as she felt his thumbs rub against her walls and start to pull a little, stretching her and causing even more wetness to seep over the thick fingers. He removed his thumbs only to start rubbing her clit with one of them as he pushed two of his other fingers inside her hole, drawing her closer and closer to the edge. He swapped again, this time hammering his fingers in harder than before, and Rarity couldn't hold back. She began to pant and writhe as she got right up to the edge, his fingers skilfully curling inside of her, getting her off better than anyone had before...

And then he stopped.