Black Diamond Dog

by TrollestiaSubject

Chapter II: Rainbow in the Dark

“Aha!” Rainbow Dash shouted during her fast, yet perfect landing in front of him.

“Who's there?” Blacky asked sarcastically. He had heard her flying from far away, and was already expecting her. Besides, dogs have good nocturnal vision, not to mention an excellent sense of smell. So he kept his comfortable position with his paws behind his head, laying against a tree without showing any surprise.

“I’m a natural eye in the sky! You really thought I was going to let you meet with Pinkie Pie here at this time?” Rainbow Dash boldly said.

“Oh, it’s you Rainy, I was afraid it was a monster, or a guard from Canterlot!” Blacky said, barely feigning surprise.

“Why?! WHY ARE YOU AFRAID OF A GUARD??” She asked with a mix of doubt and anger.

“Calm down, Rainy. I haven’t paid my taxes; you know how the government is,” Blacky bluntly explained.

“Wha... taxes? What’s that?” She asked, utterly confused, tilting her head slightly.

“Oh, yes, you don’t have taxes from Canterlot, do you? That’s why I love this country. Well, a good part of why is for that reason anyways,” Blacky said, smirking at his own comments.

Rainbow Dash didn’t understand the quiet and deceiving expression of the dog, or any of his words for that matter. Her confusion made her feel the difference between diamond dogs and ponies even more clearly, and thinking that he was too dumb to understand, she started to ask direct questions.

“Now tell me what were you planning to do with Pinkie here?” she angrily questioned.

“Don’t you know? I wasn’t planning, I did. I’ve captured Pinkie Pie,” Blacky calmly answered, with his characteristic sharkish smirk on his face.

“YOU WHAT??!! B- but I saw her earlier today!” Rainbow shouted, surprised.

“Yeah, yeah, she told me; you didn’t make her promise not to. So we did our.... thing, earlier. Look, we even had a picnic over there on that blanket,” He said, indicating it with a claw. The night was clear, and Rainbow could easily see that the blanket itself was just a white sheet. Rainbow Dash knew that Pinkie wouldn't be able to stand a picnic on such boring rag.

“WHAT DID YOU DO WITH HER?? IS SHE FINE??” Rainbow cried.

“Ow, ow, ow. My ears Rainy, they are sensitive. She’s fine, but... you know, she’s my prisoner,” Blacky casually stated.

“What?!!” She asked, confused.

“I hid her, and only I know where she is,” He proudly said with his eyes closed and a paw over his chest.

”How could you? LET HER GO!!!” Rainbow said with a broken voice.

“Hmm... how about... no,” Blacky said dismissively.

“Let her go... or else!” Rainbow Dash threatened.

“Or else? I would like something else besides threats. Okay, I’ll let her go. Look, as far as she knows it all has been a game, so she’s fine. And if you play with me for a while I’ll let you both go safe and sound, what do you say? If you accept my terms I promise to never hurt Pinkie Pie,” Blackie said calmly.

“Not so fast, doggie!” Rainbow Dash stood contemplative for a while with a hoof on her chin. “You have to promise never to harm anypony else at all!”

“Deal!” he said hurriedly, standing up and walking over the blanket in the middle of the small clearing,

“And after this, I’m gonna hoof you over to the guards myself,” Rainbow Dash said angrily.

He thought it for like half second.

“Okay, but, you will have to be extra playful with me. Deal?” he asked, taking off the fancy jacket he had bought from Rarity, throwing it over the blanket, and stretching his paw to her.

“Deal!” She said, getting closer and shaking limbs with the ever-smirking dog. “So, what do I have to do? Throw a ball, a stick, or what?”

“Nothing so complicated, just come here,” He said, pulling her foreleg, making her turn around, and hugging her from behind.

“What are you doing with me?” A frightened Rainbow Dash said from in his embrace.

“Nothing bad I assure you, in fact all I want is to get closer to you,” He softly whispered beside her ear and caressing her tummy and neck.

“I- I don’t like being touched,” Rainbow said, with a bit of shame.

“It’s for Pinkie, remember that. Just relax, in this game you have to stay still. I'm not going to ask you to do anything,” Blacky whispered in her ear.

“Why are you even doing this?”

“What? Are you afraid?” He teasingly asked.

“I- I’m not afraid of anything,” She daringly retorted.

“That’s bad. A little bit of fear makes life... exciting,”

“Let's just get this over with, and then we'll never see you again,” Rainbow Dash said, annoyed with Blacky, though she did not fight to get away.

“Fine, if that's what you want. But for this night, I promise not to leave you alone. I know you don’t appreciate this promise right now, but you will,” He said in a reassuring tone and starting to nuzzle her neck.

“Bah, what does a dog know about loyalty? As soon as you hear something coming from the forest you´re gonna run away with your tail between your legs,” Rainbow said dismissively.

“Don´t worry about that. Fight your fears!” Blacky said in a supportive tone of voice.

“I'm not afraid!” Rainbow boldly stated.

“Then how are you feeling? Weird, isn’t? But that feeling will last for just a moment. After a while it’s going to start to feel nice. Just wait,” He said, taking a seat on the blanket.

Blacky being taller than Rainbow Dash, and having long fore paws as any other diamond dog, had no problem groping her even while she was standing on her hind hooves. Even so he pulled her down to sit her in front of him.

“Ever since I moved to Ponyville you've been the loneliest pony I’ve ever meet. Always hiding behind your cloud, always spying me, and always alone. I guess you want to get closer to me too, don’t you?” He asked, starting to bite gently at the membrane of her ears, soft enough to let her feel his teeth without harming her.

“Nah... Why would I?” Rainbow Dash answered trying to keep her coolness.

“Well, for me it is painfully easy to say that you fell in love with me,” He said, embracing her closer, letting her wings open, putting pressure between them with his fore paws.

“Ha, don't be ridiculous.” She said blushing.

“Have you fallen in love before Rainy?" Blacky boldly asked.

“Don’t call me that,” she said, trying to change the subject.

"Then how? Bowie?" The diamond dog asked.

"Don't say my name!" Rainbow shouted in a tantrum attitude.

“If you had fallen in love before, you would know that it is... kind of ridiculous indeed. It makes you do weird stuff, like follow a stranger around a town for many days in a row for example, and just because I was faster than you, that makes you weird, or in love. Which would you rather say?” Blacky asked.

“I was following you because you-are-dangerous," Dash said intoning each word, "and you know it!” She finished, pointing a hoof back at him, but not breaking his embrace.

“Well, that's just silly. You don’t follow dangerous things, they are dangerous! Unless you like danger. Do you like dangerous things, Rainy?” Blacky queried playfully.

“I don’t!” She answered, struggling a bit with the feeling of the dog's paws exploring her body.

“You don’t? I heard you like acrobatics," he said, keeping his massage on her going, "Stunts and these kinds of things. Your friends have told me plenty about you, but you haven't been brave enough to speak with me. I must like you a lot."

"You don't!" She said overly surprised but tightening her teeth.

"So, tell me. Which part of me do you like best, Is it my teeth? That dentist. What's her name, Colgate? She really liked my teeth. She said she had never seen teeth like these,” He said, opening his mouth threateningly, wider than anypony could, leaving all his teeth exposed, and turning her head a bit to the side with his own paw on Rainbow's head to make sure she wasn't missing the show.

Long rows of sharp teeth exposed to her, was really an impressive show, but she didn't want to admit it.

“I don’t care about your teeth,” She said, without taking her eyes off of them, even when he had to push her cheek softly in his direction.

“Then what is it, my eyes? I can see quite nicely in the dark, did you know that? I bet you want eyes like mine,” Blacky suggested.

“Pffh... Too much light is a problem when you fly, eyes like those would just make it worse,” Rainbow said dismissively.

“Then tell me what is it? You must know, I promise not to tell anybody. Is it my paws? I can do things with them that nopony could ever do.” He said groping her.

“I don’t think so, in fact they are boring, and you’re boring too, you just walk around and... talk,” Rainbow said with her eyes closed, as if pretending to be bored or uncomfortable. “Those... paws as you called them, are nothing special. I’m not feeling anything; in fact I don't know why Pinkie Pie spends so much time with you. I thought she was cool.”

“So my paws are nothing special, hm? Not even if I do this?” He asked, moving both paws to the lower part of her belly, easily spotting two soft furless areas on her coat; swollen, tender bare places slightly warmer than the rest of her body.

She let out a loud gasp, sticking her tongue out and fluttering her wings a couple of times at a fast pace.

"When you're trying to not enjoy it, you enjoy it the most," he said with a grin on his face, and kept nibbling softly on her ears.

“What are you doing!? Don’t touch me there!” She demanded without even hearing what he had said before.

“So you’re not feeling anything, huh? Aren't your teats getting more inflamed?” He said pinching and pulling on her bare skin with his paws.

“Let me go!” Rainbow shouted, pushing his paws away without being able to get away.

“Okay, but I’ll keep Pinkie, that was our deal," He retorted and touched her again on her furless part, without giving her a chance to stand up and fly away. “If this feels good then it can't be bad, if you are feeling well there’s no need to hide it, you should be more honest with yourself Rainy.”

“I- I don’t know what you’re talking about. I’m just doing this for Pinkie Pie,” Rainbow Dash answered breathlessly, trying to hide her body's reaction to his touch.

“You know, Rainy; if you wanted to know me, why didn’t you just stop to say hi? I would have talked with you as I do with anypony else, and nothing like this would be happening. But then of course, then you wouldn't have followed me, and I wouldn't have noticed you the way I do. I guess in the end everybody gets what they deserve. And I want this, I knew we would end up like this from the first time I saw you. How crazy is that? Do you remember that moment?" Blacky asked.

“In the well, with the foal, I remember. I knew you were evil,” She said, while fighting to breathe, or rather, to not breathe too much or too hastily.

“No, shortly before that, when you were preparing to go inside the well and rescue that foal. You didn’t notice me, though I had talked with some ponies already. But you don’t notice anybody on the ground, do you? You were bragging before diving in, and saying something about being a friendly neighborhood something. In the end I don't think you were one. You took so long, even when you had nothing to prepare before diving inside. I could have done it twice before you even got near.” He daringly said, but Rainbow didn't answer.

She was breathing heavily, and sweating under the light but bold touch of the dog`s paws. She wasn't even listening.

‘Nopony has touched me like this, I didn't know how good it feels when, some... pony? Some one touches me. Could a pony could make me feel like this? I haven't ever felt this with my own hooves!’ She thought reluctantly .

"Are you ready to admit that you like this?" Blacky asked.

"No! Not with you!" She cried, not even sure if the question had been longer.

"Okay, just pretend that these are somedog else's paws." Blacky recommended.

"No, I don't like paws at all!" Rainbow said struggling and regretting the way in which she had answered before.

"I think you should be more honest with yourself, nothing bad is going to happen if you do. After all I can admit to you that I like your teats, they are small but perky, and I like how firm they got since I started touching them. Are you sure you don't like my paws at least a tiny little bit?" Blacky teased.

"No, they are like anything else." She claimed holding her breath, not very sure of what she meant.

"Not even if I do this?" He said lowering his right paw all the way down on her, where he reached another soft and warm place of her body.

It looked like if she was going to complain, but suddenly all she could let out were soft moans between her gasping.

“Look, you seem to be ready.” He calmly stated lifting his claws from her folds, to show her the moisture from her marehood in his paw. "Isn't this game fun, Rainy?" He asked before placing his paw there again, and inclining his own head to softly bite her neck, and lick slowly at a bit of her cold sweat over her neck with his long and soft tongue.

"So it's true what they say, ponies are really sweet. I thought it was an urban legend. You know, like all these things that earth ponies say about wings and horns, I thought all these things were lies,” He claimed, holding her cheek with a paw, and the other caressing all her weak points under her belly while sliding his tongue into her mouth.

Throwing her head back without realizing what was happening, her senses were overwhelmed. When she opened her eyes, she saw a confusing part of his fur. After a moment she identified his ear, and the side of his head. Then that mountain of fur had to be his neck turned into her.

She somehow could only identify the feeling of his teeth on her. These sharp and long teeth that had been so close not long ago. They were now on her, but she couldn't determine where, and thought she was being eaten.

Without fighting back, or noticing how, in fact, she did nothing seemed to matter anymore. Her body had experienced a total shutdown after he placed his rubbing paw between her legs, caressing her lower lips, fetching for her love button. All she had been able to experience before had been faked signals of awareness, and now she felt like had lost a game, and there was nothing she could do about that.

She realized that her tongue had been moving roughly too, she was fighting something in her mouth, something soft but strong, something fighting her back, twirling, and exploring the privacy of her mouth.

'Being eaten feels strangely like eating something rough.' She thought. After a while she started to wonder why it wasn't hurting at all. 'It even feels good.'

When she finally noticed his tongue brushing against hers, she tried to throw back her head, but that just made her closer to the dog. Then she heavily fluttered her wings helping to release the pleasure in her own body, while juices from her marehood poured on his paw.

She let out a low and long moan, loaded with her repression, inside of Blacky’s mouth, and pushing her tongue out in pleasure, she unwillingly started to kiss him back for first time in the night.

And after a moment panting by her nostrils, without be able to recover her breath she recovered instead some clarity in her mind, but didn't last long. He started again to play with her lower lips in one paw, and the feathers of her wings in the other.

“Wha- What are you doing?” She anxiously asked after pushing her hooves in front of her, breaking away from the kiss but leaving several strands of saliva between their mouths.

“Can't you tell? Have you even played with yourself like this before?" He asked without stopping the stimulating massage that his paws were delivering to her.

"I- I had never felt an... anything like this," She explained, confused, almost immediately regretting her words, but her thoughts were divided thanks to the increasing warmth again being built up between her legs.

"I told you. My paws can do things that no hoof could ever do," He commented with a modest tone of pride.

"No, not just my hooves, my wings. I-..." She cut herself off, ashamed, after noticing how her wings were getting aroused again.

"You what? Are you feeling it in your wings? Now that you mention it, aren't your wings quite stiffened? I never thought that pegasi wings could really react like this. It's really impressive, you are amazing!" He said kissing her cheek.

"Are you even listening? I thought you really wanted to know more about me. I guess you're starting to have fun, aren't you? Ready to keep going?” He asked, deepening his external rubbing over her slit and teasing over her love button. He then slid his retracted claw surrounded by sensitive skin deeper inside her marehood. She bit at the air in slight distress, and a long and low cry escaped from her.

"What is this? What have I found here? This is really awesome! What a wonderful thing. I have never touched anything like this- this little membrane of yours. This is going to make our game tonight extra especial. It’s really soft; the only way I have to say it's even there is due to its temperature. We should play with this." He suggested noticing her fluttering her expanded wings.

He released his hold, letting her fall in front, by gravity and exhaustion over her tummy, and pinning down the tips of her wings under his weight with his paws. He noticed a submissive, but probably involuntary reaction, in which she bent her forelegs to let her extended wings touch the simple white blanket where they were 'playing.'

"I had always thought that it was a myth," he said before passing his long and dexterous tongue over the firm and young meat between the feathers of her outspread limbs. The natural sweetness of her body filled his mouth.

"But there's something else that I want from you in my mouth," She heard, before she felt how he stopped touching her.

For a moment all was uncertainty for Rainbow Dash. Had he finished? Was he still there?

Then she felt his paws on her cutie marks, caressing them, and occasionally on her hind legs, and then on her back, and wings, and even her neck. He had no problem reaching her whole body with his long and comforting forepaws.

Her temperature again was rising, and with it the fuzziness of her mind. His groping over her cutie marks had brought up a warm and comfortable feeling over her flanks, but suddenly Blacky started bombarding them with slaps. They were quick and blunt hits, designed more to make sound than cause any harm, and yet they were also helping to build up the heat and sensation on her receptive flank. That flank was being hit by a chill wave that made her moan after every single impact.

A couple of minutes later, just when she was starting to wonder if the sensation on her flanks stimulated in that manner was pleasurable, or authentically painful; Her cutie marks started to experiment a new kind of ecstasy.

They were now being brushed by his lustful tongue. It's humidity, combined with the fresh air of the night, made her sore cutie marks feel a pleasurable tide of warm and cold sensations, wavering through every fiber of her being, to every corner of her body.

Long before she could start to feel her flanks numb to the temperature again, she felt Blacky's paws firmly grabbing her cutie marks once again. With her nethers being held in the air, she could feel his teeth on her again. Those same teeth to which she had been exposed that night, but this time not on her neck, or inside her mouth. This time they were at her thighs.

She could feel how he was licking her teats from below, and then the cold air running down through her body, and a warm exhalation of breath directly against her hunches. He was breathing from his mouth, and that was causing a mind-blowing sensation in the body of the cyan mare.

"Even your back hole tastes good. Tell me, Rainy, is it true that ponies don't poop? I have never seen a toilet in their bathrooms, or somebody complaining about an aerial surprise from an incontinent pegasus, and the roads in Ponyville are always clean. Rainy? Are you listening?" Blacky wondered with her hinds still in his mouth. But Rainbow Dash's head was on cloud nine. The breath and movements of his speech had Rainbow at the border of climax again.

Noticing this, Blacky slid his tongue delicately inward, separating her folds. Its texture felt rough to Rainbow's most private area, driving her to climax immediately, surprising Blacky. Immediately after he felt a shock of liquid drowning his mouth and choking his throat he took Rainbow's haunches out of his mouth, receiving a rain of liquid ecstasy from her in his face.

“Hey! You should warn me before you do that. You don't have to be the faster mare in Equestria for everything, do you? Look at me! I could be a rain dog now! Rainy is really a fitting name for you,” He said, licking all the liquid on her.

Despite the roughness in which he intended to clean her coat, she was feeling a thrilling wave of softness brushing her body.

The night was cold and starry, the moon almost full, and the wind, even if soft, was causing the usual creepy sounds from the forest; but Rainbow Dash wasn’t paying attention to any of those facts.

Her coat had been strangely cooled a lot, or so she thought. In truth, her body had been heated a lot, and she just hadn't realized. Even hanging upside down, and as mad as it seemed, she had actually enjoyed the game that the dog had decided to play, but she wasn't going to admit it, or encourage him in any way, though she was anyways.

This was especially true when he again started to pass his tongue between her folds, reaching for a swollen and very sensitive spot in her flower. That spot, after being stroked with the rough but flexible texture of his tongue, sent shivers through all her body, sensations that could only be expressed in the form of moans from the deepness of her soul.

It was a shame he was a malevolent fiend who had probably been planning this for a long time. He had said something about that at the beginning, she thought, but she wasn't able to recall. In any case he was going to surrender himself to her, nonetheless. She couldn't help but feel flattered.

His teeth occasionally clenched on her just a tiny bit, and his tongue often invaded inappropriate areas under her tail, but, far from being uncomfortable, that made her shiver even more.

After a moment he held her upside down again, out of his mouth where she was starting to feel the coldness in the air, when he intentionally breathed over her marehood.

Her expectation was growing up alongside of the warm and cold increasing after each one of his breathings. Then a friendly tongue came to play. Not warm or cold, but contrasting against both temperatures at the same time.

Her hooves hung loosely, in much the same manner as her tongue. Her wings seemed to be the only part of her body with some strength in them. Her moisture was irrefutable proof of her arousal, but he didn't notice as he was too busy sticking his tongue inside her, to tease her with that for the moment. He was aiming at a greater achievement.

His long and wide tongue was thin enough to enter in her small and tight cavity, pressing itself against her fire red flesh walls, until it reached a point where a fine layer of flesh was obstructing his progress inside, but the real fun of this, was to play with it.

He was stretching and teasing it, tasting its flavor and feeling its temperature, then testing out its flexibility, hearing her reaction to know if it was too much, or if he could push in even further on it.

"No, it hurts, it hurts a lot. Stop!" She said struggling in a low voice.

"I can't. If I stop now, you're going to keep the memory of this being hurtful, and I don't want to prevent you from enjoying this in the future," He said, returning his mouth to her.

But he never had played with something like this before, and she being upside down, with all her blood rushed to her head, was unable to distinguish the moment when her maiden membrane was trespassed. Even he couldn’t say the precise moment. She wasn’t in pain at all, or at least couldn't process her feelings as real pain in that moment, and he had started to smell the scent of blood even before noticing any change in her inwards her.

The scent of her blood had driven him mad, and he had been unable to stop before completely inserting his tongue. He was now happily feasting on her, swirling and twirling his constricted articulation, narrowing it into her appetizing insides to satisfy the craving for fresh blood in his mouth.

Rainbow Dash had been wrong; he hadn't been craving for the taste of meat, but of blood instead. After all, that's what gives the flavor.

He had been shoving his tongue mindlessly, tasting the metallic flavor of her lost maidenhood. Even while she had a nice scent and candy flavored coat, her blood and therefore her flesh, had a normal bitter and rusty taste. His tongue had fitted easily at the beginning, but beyond her broken veil, his appendage had been forcing its way inside, roughly compressing itself against her blazing, tight and tasty flesh. Then he wiped up the last drop of blood and a load of liquid bliss spurted into his mouth again, less surprisingly the second time.

After feeding and licking remaining essence of mare from her haunches he placed her loins back on the ground, and hugged her in a friendly manner around the shoulders.

"Don't tell me you didn't like that. Rainy, do you want to be my fillyfriend?" He said smiling to her.

"What?! No! and I won't ever like anything you do to me!" Rainbow said pushing him away, still a little dizzy and panting, but recovering fast thanks to her excellent physical condition.

"Well, you can say anything you want, but I could feel the reactions in your body. I don't know how you pretend to deceive me! Why can't you be more honest with yourself about this and just admit that you liked it?" Blacky countered.

"And why don't you just shut up?" She said, punching his face with a hoof hook, but a small hit to him that only inverted the smirk across his face. "I'm doing this for my friends! Don't forget that! You're lucky that I'm not planning to get married someday. You're a kidnapper, and you threatened my friends! Don't think for a second that I'm gonna enjoy anything of this!"

"And that's why you are enjoying it so much. I told you, when you try to not enjoy it, it's all even more pleasurable. Don't you see? It all was a setup for you, I never caught Pinkie Pie. I just wanted to get closer to you,” Blacky confessed.

“W- What... ?” Rainbow Dash cut wordless.

“Yeah, I know. A mare and a dog, uhm?” He wondered, apologetically.

“So you never imprisoned Pinkie Pie?” Rainbow Dash questioned, getting startled by the realization.

“Oh, that. Well, no. She must be safe wherever she is. I just... Do you have an idea of how cute you are? When you try hiding on your cloud, but actually you can’t take your eyes off of me? I mean, your cyan coat helps, but not your mane,” Blacky mentioned.

“So you never caught pinkie?” She said, in a solemn tone, holding the same startled expression.

“Oh, No! I told you, didn’t I?” He answered a bit confused.

“And you aren't going to eat any of my friends?" Dash aswondered again

“What? No! Of course not! Why would I do that?” He asked utterly disgusted.

“Then why are you doing this to me!?” Rainbow shouted.

"I- I was telling you. I thought you liked the danger, and excitement! Your friends told me about your stunts and training, and how much you want to become a Wonderbolt, which I think it's amazing!” Blacky said passionately.

“Do you know The Wonderbolts?!” She asked, getting in his face.

“Yeah, everybody knows them, not just ponies. What kind of egghead hasn't heard of The Wonderbolts?” He responded almost smiling at the curious question.

She didn’t say anything in answer. She just stood quietly for a while in thoughtful introspection and looking at the white blanket below, kicking it with her forehoof a couple of times.

“You aren’t you blaming your friends for anything, right? After all they didn’t know that I had hots for you, and you didn’t ask them to keep any secret from me, right? I can tell because I can feel how good friends they are, and none of them might break a promise,” Blacky assured.

“You seem to know a lot about keeping secrets,” Rainbow noted.

“I know... a few things, about loyalty. It’s in the nature of dogs." He assured her, thoughtfully.

“Maybe on the other side of the coin, but you’re probably doing all this just to get revenge on me!” Rainbow retorted.

“This isn't vengeance. I don't have anything to get revenge for." Blacky said with indifference. "Don’t you see? I didn't leave you, as I promised you. If I had wanted to get a revenge I would have left you alone when you were most hot, but I helped you to finish. Trust in me,” He suggested with a whisper in her ear.

“Hmm... how do I know that you aren’t lying to me?” Rainbow asked, suspiciously.

“I'm know,” He said gently, taking her forehoof, helping her to sit facing him.

He wanted to be the one walking his way to her, but the movement he did had been faster, and less aggressive towards her personal space.

She looked wearier than him; her mane was somehow more disheveled than normal, probably due to being held rump-side up a while ago. Her few turning steps were slow and doubtful, but it was actually just shame. She was acting shy without her realization, and that made her tremendously cuter than her normal self.

He took both of her front hooves, and sitting closer to her, he placed them between his opened lower legs.

“Are you trying to rape me?!” Rainbow worriedly asked.

“No,” He said with a grin on his snout, “I’m giving you control. Real control over me, not an illusion. All you have to do is keep going like this,” He said, releasing her hooves, and placing his paws on the ground behind him to support his body upright.

“Then you’ll set Pinkie Pie and me free after this?” She asked, openly worried about the situation.

“I’ll capture Pinkie for real, and I will set her free if that’s what you want” He said moving his crotch softly up and down between her hooves.

She didn't fully believe in anything he had said, or at least the part about Pinkie Pie being free. After all, he was a mischievous plotter, probably just trying to play with her mind, but she had a better idea. She was going to wear him out, then tie him up, and help the guards to make him tell Pinkie’s location.

“What are you doing, Rainy? You really don’t know anything about males, do you?” Blacky asked smirking.

“I- I’m, ehh... Well, not about dogs!” She argued back boldly, but blushing a bit.

“I’m like any other male in Equestria. All you have to do is pull... from this thin layer of skin, and voila!” He explained to her with the example, and showing her his unsheathed bulge.

“Are you gonna speak in fancy now?!” Dash asked visibly disgusted.

“Is a shame you don’t speak in doggy.” He retorted getting closer for a moment to lick her mane again. ”Now I want you to hold this between your hooves.” He added with a pernicious smirk across his snout.

It wasn’t anything like a tube with a hoof shaped point like the one she saw drawn in books back at school. It was curved throughout, with a pear shaped bulge in its base, and without gaps in it, with a very pointy top reminiscent to the head of a snake or similar, all in a very crude tone of red with blurred specks of white.

'A color totally different from his coat,' She thought.

“My hooves?! I don’t want to, it looks ugly” She retorted with some unpleasantness in her expression, and fear in her voice.

“Not what you were expecting? Well, this is an usual shape for predators. I'm sure it's very rare for a mare to see one like this, so you are a lucky one. And it gets nice if you’re nice with it. Let me show you,” He said holding her forehooves again.

“Hold it between your hooves, moving a bit, use your heart beating to sync if you want,” Blacky suggested.

“My heart? How do I do that?” Rainbow asked, a bit shocked about the situation.

“Just listen to your heart," Blacky explained worriedlessly.

“I- I had never... I don’t know what you mean” She answered a little confused.

“I mean it. Literally! Pay attention,” Blacky said, “Haven't you realized how fast your heart is beating? I can hear from here myself. It’s beating faster than usual, and that’s good. Everything in this is good. I want to teach you. Keep touching it with your hooves.”

“It’s growing up, and now what?!” Rainbow asked surprised.

“Tell me, how it feels in your hooves?” Blacky softly asked.

“I can feel it growing with my hooves.” She said with a face of awe. “It’s... soft, and warm! How do you make it grow?”

“You are doing all the job,” He said, very calm, “You have full control over me now. It’s being filled with my blood, the very essence of my being. That’s why it’s warm and proud.”

“I can se-... I, knew that. But why?” Rainbow asked.

“Why? Well, I’m not sure myself, it just occurs sometimes. It grows by itself when a cute female like you is touching it,” He said, before noticing a nervous blush on her face.

“Do you like it now? You’re in full control now. You could fly away, and just leave me alone if you want. Would you do that to me after I kept my promise about not leaving you? That could be very disloyal of you. You could leave now if you want, but are you that disloyal? Imagine if I had left you alone in your moment of need. But I didn't! We dogs know about loyalty, you see?” He said daringly to her.

“What do I do now?” She asked, feeling a little insulted. She wasn't going to let any dog say he knew more about loyalty than her.

“Now kiss it.” He said quietly.

He was expecting her to argue back, or decline completely. Instead she just came closer to sniff at it a couple of times before going back.

“I kissed yours; it's time for you to repay the favor.” He said in a judgmental tone of voice.

“I don’t have anything like this!!” Rainbow Dash cried.

“Just put your lips on it." He said calmly.

“It smells funny.” She answered a little uncomfortable.

“Sorry, my body isn't naturally perfumed or sweetened like yours seem to be.” He commented closing his eyes and pulling his nose up.

“I didn't mean that... Never mind." She said placing her lips in front of his erected member near the top, and stood quiet in that position.

“Like this?” She asked, sending a shiver through his whole body through the breath of her speech, but he remained as calmed as he could to not let her notice.

“Don't just stay there; you have to move your lips a bit." He explained and she followed by simply nodding on him.

After a bit of that, her lips started to separate by her own movement and the friction against his raw meat. Her warm breath started to spread over his doghood, warming his privates and stimulating his desire.

“I really like how your lips are brushing it," he said struggling to keep his smile and looking at her cute eyes, “but why don’t you try giving it a peck, just a little smooch.”

Rainbow did that, leaving a speck of warmness and humidity on his rod that, even if it was small, was enough to bow down his upper body from his forelegs.

Then he took her ear to guide her head in a subtle way. She looked curiously at his eyes, noticing that his characteristic smiling expression had been replaced by a kind of sad or painful one.

He had a subjugated expression on his face thanks to her actions, and she couldn’t help but feel herself in control and powerful, even proud, which helped her to keep up with her job.

The sensation of her lips and breathing was utterly exhilarating to no end, his head had been blown off in thoughts for her, but that wasn’t the only part which he wanted blown. Still he didn't want to force her, or beg for anything.

But then she started to use her tongue.

At first it was just a bit inside her kisses, maybe just for curiosity, but the salty and bitter taste had made her start tasting a pinch more. Then without notice, she was openly licking it, testing its flavor all along with both sides of her tongue, something was appealing about this. Maybe it was its odor, musky and yet mouthwatering. Maybe the tasty flavors she got, after a while of doing that, had mixed all over her tongue. Different flavors that she never had tasted before were now dancing on her tongue, but ultimately the small whining yelps and repressed howls that he was failing to contain, were the best part of all of it.

“Hey, Rainy... how do you feel having that kind of power? Can you blame me now for what I did?” Blacky asked, breathily.

“Oh, shut up! I’m doing this for my friends and you know it!” She said before delivering another small kiss under his point, accompanied by a long lick all along his doghood, effectively shutting him up.

Blacky threw his head back, yelping and looking up at the border of the blanket where he found his jacket. Rainbow Dash again did something that made him let out small whines from his very heart. Reaching out for the jacket from nearby on the ground, he took out something that Rainbow Dash didn’t even notice.

“Rainy, since you've been a very nice filly with me, I have a present for you.” He said lifting up his torso, and holding what he took out of his jacket, a very particular item.

“A- a present?” She questioned without moving her head away, as if she was shielding herself behind the stimulated part of his body.

“This collar,” He said, showing her a dog collar made out of a thick strip of black, shiny faux leather, with empty vertical slits along it. Built with a heavy looking buckle on the side, and a hanging dog tag made in the same shape of her cutie mark. “I made it myself especially for you!" He said, opening the buckle and placing it on her.

“You look really cute with this on you, Rainy. Do you Remember that I asked you to be my fillyfriend? Well, if you don't want, then you can be my pet now instead,” Blacky said, with a playful smirk on his face.

“HEY!!" she shouted, remembering their one-night deal, and that everything was an act! They weren't in any relationship together, so why she should feel insulted?

She stood quietly for a while looking at the collar on her. It was lighter than it seemed, and she could see its aerodynamic design, with the right entrances for wind and a spoiler shape when her body were stretched flying. It wasn't that it didn't seem useful, neither that her cutie mark weren't cooler in shining colorful metal; but she couldn't say that she liked it.

“There you are," He said, placing the collar on her neck. “Now you’re my pet. You look really cool with it, but you couldn't look any more beautiful," He said, licking her mane. "You can continue now to your heart's content, my pet." He said lying down on his back and using his jacket as pillow between his upper paws.

But she just stood still, looking at him with an annoyed expression on her face.

"I'm not in mood to do that! I'm doing this for my friends! You know that, right?" She said, concerned, shaking her hoof between them.

"You don't have to play tough anymore, just be honest with yourself.” He reassured in a quiet tone of voice.

“What are you talking about?! I'm still going to hoof you over to Celestia’s guards after this!” Rainbow shouted.

“I guess, if you want. That was our deal, and a dog always keeps his promise. If that’s how you like to play., He said, really saddened, or really in pain, Rainbow Dash couldn't tell the difference. After that she took his ensalivated member with her hooves again. “You don’t even believe in me, or is it how you like to play... besides you’re doing a terrible job down there!” He said pulling her head down once again, this time being ruder.

“WHAT DO YOU MEAN I’M DOING A TERRIBLE JOB?!” She shouted at him. She would have alerted the whole forest if they had been any deeper inside.

The exhalation of her shout against the sensitized part of his dick just in front of her mouth, made him shiver. He had a hard time not letting Rainbow Dash notice it.

“You’re beautiful, but I told you to kiss it, and you’re just nuzzling it, if that's the way in which you kiss, then you’re a terrible kisser too," He said in the calmest tone that he could muster.

“HEY! I’ve never kissed anypo-...” She cut herself off again, a little embarrassed.

“Anypony? I suppose you aren’t taking me into consideration there. A shame, I just wanted a nice and cute mare to have fun with. Maybe I should have chosen one of your friends. I bet all of them have already done the job. Oh well. Is that's too much for you to handle?” Blacky teased.

“L-let’s just get this over with!” She said annoyed.

But knowing how this time the tiles of the game were set in her favor, she firmly took his member between her hooves, and opening her mouth wide she put as much as she could inside, starting to move savagely as fast and hard as her tongue and neck would let her.

He couldn’t hold his yaps this time, and with no more redress, he tried to hold her head quiet this time, using his paws.

She was strong, but his upper paws were stronger than her neck, and they both fought for a moment for control again, but she was fighting with more advantage than him.

She wanted to finish already, but he just wanted to keep her steadily going. It was that feeling of aggressive steadiness and physical effort that made his heart beat faster, increasing the size of the organ inside of her mouth.

That served as a pacifier for a moment, that feeling imperceptible at first. It started as just a confusing sensation, but soon she had no more doubts as his pointy top started to thrust against the hind part of her tongue, reaching the back of her mouth. But when lubricating fluids started to pervade her mouth, she was both at the same time, more slippery and more curious about that.

His unexpected and brief moment of enlargement inside her mouth had finished, but with the new sensation and the previous flavors in her mouth, she was longing for control again. That combination had been even far more exhilarating than when she felt it growing between her hooves.

As her head was being held, she started to throw her tongue around along with her jaw, moving to and fro, increasing his struggle. Even when her meat-pacifier couldn't have grown more, its pulsations increased, and the dextrous movement of her tongue stretching and scraping out, combined to reveal the fact that she had left the back part of her mouth exposed, and her throat unprotected. That gave her the impression of receiving more of what she needed, but no more of what she wanted.

She didn’t feel as if her throat was being invaded. Instead she felt like she was getting revenge, in part for what he had done to her before, and partly to get free from her fears.

He had admitted that he hadn't captured Pinkie Pie before, but was he playing with her? Or was he going to eat both Pinkie and her, even after all she had done?

She was authentically afraid of finding out, and she could, in that moment, admit it to herself. But she had to know, and that was genuinely terrifying her.

Being honest with herself as she was being in that moment, maybe she had acted out of curiosity before, but now fear had taken hold, and the whole situation had exploded in her head. She had her lost control of her acts.

In her desperate fantasies, she saw Pinkie Pie already passing through all this. The very same ordeal that she was withstanding for Pinkie was suddenly in vain as she envisioned Pinkie's little snout wrapping the dog's matting tool while he was laughing at her, enduring it in exchange for the safety of her friends. All those images were inside the broken mind of Rainbow Dash.

Maybe Pinkie was hurt, maybe the dog might defeat her first. She could, in this new-found state of honesty with herself, admit that she was getting tired and losing sight of what was going to happen, and all because she had been showing off to rescue that foal faster.

"Ow, ow, ow, ouch! Herbivorous teeth, even their bites are soft," He said placing an unfolded claw between her teeth to get free of her mouth, later taking her by the shoulders to hug her.

"You are shivering! What you were doing felt great, but are you really scared? I shouldn't have played that stupid joke on you. There, there.” He said without a smile, in a soothing voice, standing up to hug her tightly and make her stop shaking. “I told you that everything had been a prank on you. I thought you were playing along. Sorry!" he clarified, trying to comfort her, looking at her with what seemed like real concern, and pulling her back to watch her eyes. He assured, "I thought you liked the danger, forgive me for scaring you."

She had been lost in her thoughts, losing control of her own actions, and had been biting the dog's excited protuberance for a while when she noticed him relieving her, when she saw at his gentle eyes, and heard to his kind voice.

"S-scared? I'm not scared!” She said, placing a hoof on his still-engorged masculinity. It had pretty much deflated by then, but just with a hoof on it she seemed to have the power to make it alive again. “I can keep up," She quietly said going down by herself.

“Are you sure?" He asked, really surprised, standing on two legs.

“Sure!" She answered after looking apprehensively to his teeth when he spoke. “No problem, I'm fine,” she timidly assured.

“Okay, if you want to keep going,” He added with just half of the smirk that he had held before her breakdown. “Do it calmly now, try to enjoy it yourself,” Was his final advice.

“Oh, but I was enjoying it myself,” She affirmed in a sultry tone of voice, “When I felt how it was growing in my mouth, I felt that feeling of power you were talking about before, and that was...” She paused like snapping out of a trance, “Fine.” She hastily said. “You know, plain fine. Nothing to brag about. Now let me help you finish so we can all go home,” She added, half closing her eyes while looking at his dogly peak back to full life. “After all, you helped me finish before, let me repay the favor." She said calmly, with even a little smile on her face.

“You sure? Wow, you seem to know a lot about loyalty. Maybe you have a little dog in you,” He claimed with a bit of surprise. “You seemed to be very nervous a while ago. Just take your own pace, but take it easy. I think you hurt me with your teeth.”

“Aww, poor thing,” She said, a little sarcastically, after taking a seat on her haunches in front of him, taking his doghood with her right forehoof. “Let me help you feel better,” she said, smiling before kissing the hurt on the bare skin that she had scraped with her teeth.

She tasted the rusty taste of the hurt on her lips, which was actually hurtful to Blacky and made him close an eye, but that had been a very lovely gesture from her, so he didn't complain.

Then she delivered a very humid and sonorous smooch right at the very top of his rod, before taking it slowly between her squeezing lips, compressing the inner part of her mouth with a great pressure. The pressure was broken by her adventurous tongue when it went outside, breaking the lips’ seal, inviting new blood to rush to the rod, and extracting lustful fluids directly from the dog's luxuriated extremity.

"Oh Rainy! that’s amazing! Where did a filly like you learn such amazing technique?" A brain-melted Blacky was able to say between moans.

"Well, do you know something about barometric pressure, or potential of heat transfer?” She retorted with the mouth full of his tender flesh.

“I, mmmm-...” Uttered the dog, almost unable to keep standing after the feeling of her answer.

“I guess you don’t." She said taking him out of her mouth. "You wouldn't have reason to, unless you were a weather pegasus," She clarified before go back to her demanding labor.

This time she was being tender and considerate, and the care with which she was doing her job let her devote herself to the arousing job of extract juices through the dog’s snake-head She thoughtfully considered, what would she do with all his essence being accumulated in her mouth?

At first, she simply let the fluids drip out of her mouth, but she had created an oozy mess from her snout, which poured down her chest. Then she tried to keep a load of it before breaking away to spit. But the continuous movement from both of them, and the practically nonexistent unused space in her mouth, didn't let her store anything to spit later.

There was no way to contain anything inside with their happy swaying, and all her efforts to safe-keep a load of juice was defeated by a simple stroke, which caused a much bigger mess than the one already done.

She had no better option but to ingest all of his juices herself.

Her mouth was incredibly slippery, her movements were slow but certain, and the pain from her bite was mostly forgotten, if not healed. She seemed to be enjoying herself with his curvaceous phallus, and that was the best part for Blacky in that moment.

Her cute expression with closed eyes, tender face, and hooves starting to explore the fur beside of his shaft made his worries about her start to fade, and a real smile grew across his face.

With the issue of the accumulation of his pre-cum solved, she started having fun trying to find out how much she could make him grow. He had given her permission for a pace at her heart's rhythm, but this time, oddly, her heart kept a slow and quiet pace.

At the same time, the sounds coming from the diamond dog weren't hurtful yelps or repressed howls. Thus, the best way she could find out if what she was doing had some effects on him was to look directly at his eyes.

opening her big and wonderful fuchsia eyes, she threw her cute sight directly to Blacky's eyes.

"I really like the color of your eyes, Rainy. They aren’t red or violet, what do you call that color?" Blacky asked softly.

"Mohfhjhl." She answered in a slurping sound, sending a pleasurable rumbling through her mouth that waved across his entire body.

“Ooohh! Female ponies are such wonderful things! We diamond dogs don't have a great variety of colors in... anything really. One of the inconveniences about living under ground," He said, petting her mane. She hit his paw away with her hoof, she had found an irregularity, and she didn’t want to be distracted by anything else.

"What is this?" She asked lifting her head and pointing with a hoof. "Do diamond dogs just have a big ball up here?" She asked roughly, completely confused.

“Oh, no! Don’t pick at it with your hoof,” Blacky asked. “Of course not; I have two smaller balls in this little sack below," He said showing to her, "I don’t know what's up with this big one either. I guess that's where the seeds for more puppies come from, and the small ones... just hang out! I don't know!" He said, utterly confused and a bit sad on the inside because the educational system wasn't very good where he came from.

"Silly doggie, I think it is the other way around," She said, trying to not show off, but showing off anyways. Rainbow Dash wasn't the best student that the world has seen, but she was strangely attentive the day they studied reproductive organs in biology class.

“So you're a dog expert now? Then please stop pinching the small ones too! They are sensitive!” Blacky whined.

“Aww! You don’t need them being with me anyways,” She said teasingly with a grin on her face.

“Well, yeah, maybe, but you didn’t want to be my fillyfriend... So stop biting them!!” He urged being unable to avert a high pitched tone of voice.

“Hehe, I thought you knew how hard I can bite. I was just... spurring them. It’s so fun-... I mean, so... so, you know... but you're right, I don't even like them. After all I don't want to prevent you from making a family” She added trying to change the subject.

“Well.... I appreciate that. Thanks,” He answered, this time with an apologetic grin of sadness.

“So... How long does it take you to..? You know? How much longer are we gonna be... waiting, for that?” Rainbow Dash asked, rolling a hoof in the air.

“That?” Blacky asked, pulling his ears backwards.

“You know. ‘That!’” Rainbow Dash explained coyly.

“I... I’m ready...” Blacky noted.

“Then why don't you just... ?” She asked, annoyed, shaking her hoof in the air.

“I... don’t know, I wasn't sure, I was waiting for your permission I guess,” Blacky explained, a bit confused.

“'Permission'? I didn't know males could hold it," Rainbow said, also confused.

“I- I’ve been... I know how. Maybe it’s a dog thing. Do you want it now?" Blacky answered, disregarding any other subject.

“I... Just finish already.” She answered a bit annoyed.

“May I ask you a favor? Wrap it tightenly with your lips as you were doing before. I...” He paused trying to look for a reason to justify his petition in case she needed encouragement, but before even needing to, she was doing it.

Few words were needed after that.

He started moaning as she sucked as best as she could with her tongue tapping around.

'To cover more area and make it faster.’ She thought. Maybe trying to justify her own decision.

But when his appendage started to throb by its own, she found out a new reason to release the pressure, and examine its new trick.

It was beating on its own, and she would have liked to have investigated in for a longer time, but Black, almost immediately, held her by the ears and thrust it into her mouth again.

Out of curiosity she didn’t slurp this time, but instead lapped along under the increasing intensity of this new movement which, due to her tongue sliding outside for 'investigation.' She ended up scraping his trembling doghood against the soft backside of her mouth, augmenting her covered area, as much as his depth and playfulness.

That wasn't inherently bad for her. Being a pony without a gag reflex, like any other pony, she could stand the rhythm dictated by the soft pulls that Blacky was so softly instructing by her ears. Neither of them knew who was leading the other, but they were really achieving synchronicity for the first time in the night.

Not long after that, while he was starting to get as far as he could down her throat, she received the sheer force of a first repressed load suddenly coating her esophagus with boiling juices. That made her wonder what the hay was going on, and throwing her head back, she placed her tongue again in a defensive position for her throat, but in such rushed pace that helped him strongly expel the second splurt. This time it was depositing directly on her soft and warm tongue.

After such a mouthful she didn't have more options but to go back, breaking the unnoticed guiding hold on her ears, and coughing a couple of times to help to clear her windpipe. When she opened her eyes, she watched, almost in slow motion, a third white load being expelled directly over her nuzzle and between her eyes.

No as much as she had imagined being expelled in her throat or mouth, and definitely not with such strength. But that was the first time she saw something like that, and was an impressive spectacle to watch.

After that, she just went ahead on her own and surround his doghood with her snout, starting a soft and sexy suction with her eyes closed, giving slow movements of her head.

She did that until she felt a fourth and smaller burst of heat against the tip of her tongue.

“Now you're a carnivore too," He accused, grinning, while caressing her ears, starting to go for her mane. "You did pretty well, my pet. You're awesome!" He assured, feeling how she was degusting directly from the source, the taste of his aftermath, with her wings extended and trembling a bit on their own.

"You would look cool with a white coat, do you want one like Rarity's? Or do you want a white mane? Imagine showing up all of a sudden with a white mane! How cool might be that? You would look good in any color," He said, extending, with the point of a claw, the drops of his white essence on her muzzle.

Rainbow Dash didn't say anything after that, she just opened her eyes to look at him for a moment before breaking away, standing there in reflective contemplation for a moment. She was secretly enjoying her first time savoring the aftertaste of the thick seed from the dog's dose, before looking both ways after hearing a small noise from the forest, as though worried that somepony would pass by and see her.

"Are we leaving now?" She bluntly asked in a small tone of consternation.

"You want to leave? Now you can do anything you want. Don't you see? Now I'm yours now, in the same way you were mine before. Aren't you feeling powerful and dominant?" He uttered in a soothing voice, watching her. But above all, without any smile, just the way she liked better.

“You could leave if you want, but are you really finished?" He said in that voice that made it seem like he had real concern for her.

“What do you mean?" She asked, showing a bit of anxiety for the first time.

"Well, look at your groin, you're drenched down there," He said, pulling her up to let her roll over her unfolded wings, while he took a seat in front of her. "I'm frankly worried about your welfare, and I think that before calling it a night, I should help you to... relax, in a proper way. So you can say that you had a fun night."

She didn't say anything, she just stood there, back side down, with an expression of weariness on her face. She looked at one side of the forest then the other, not sure if was worried about witnesses or if she was looking for help.

“Look," He said, standing above her. "I learned tonight that you are really a good friend, but you can be a little proud, and have problems asking for something for yourself. I can deal with that, if that’s your style. But you haven't been left on your own. You have good friends, and I want you to have me too. You can count on me, I’m going to stay and help you out as much as I can. And, to be honest, I really want to help you right now," He said with his trademark sharkish smile, but this time, somehow, it seemed like a real and sincere smile for Rainbow Dash, a fact that even she found weird a moment later when she noticed it.

"What? Right now? Aren't you supposed to be tired?” She asked with a confused look on her face.

“Am I? I can keep up. Are herbivores supposed to get tired after the best part?" He asked, rubbing his rigid phallus against the furless parts of her belly, stimulating her own heat again.

"You and I are so alone." He said, placing the pointy part of his organ between her lower legs, "Aren't you happy to have somebody to spend the night with?" He continued aligning his hardness against the most humid part in her hinds. "Don't you want, for a night, to be so near to somebody, that you become one?" He asked, slightly pushing himself inside.

"Don't-... Don't push that thing inside.” She lazily said. “It feels weird.”

“Weird feels good after a while, Rainy,” Blacky uncovered.

Letting out a soft and short gasp, she threw her forehooves towards him. If he had been a shorter dog she probably might have embraced his neck, but Rainbow Dash could just reach his shoulders.

The fresh air of the night had become cold missing the sun. That cold had slipped through their soaked coats, chilling their bodies without them noticing.

At first contact with his outer layer of skin, she felt the cold, strange object invading her. Something too hard to even be considered part of a living being. but while he was slowly going deeper. She could soon feel his increasing warmth inside her. After the firsts abnormal curves of his top, the subtle but constant pulsations coming through him were added to the exhilarating sensation of something growing inside of her, very slowly, but of raising temperature. She could only mindlessly feel an increasing sensation, provoked against every fold of her inexperienced marehood.

Blacky was trying to be tender and considerate in appreciation of how she had just been the same with him before, even if she wasn't willing to admit it. Her soft and puffy slit had been easy to find, and her wetness made the introduction of his pointed tip very easy, leading the rest in the right direction.

But as soon as he started to move, her blazing tightness strangled him with an unexpected strength, and soon his tender thrust, meeting less than half way inside, started to feel like a stab for her.

"No, stop, it hurts! Don’t push!" She cried, clenching her teeth and moving her forehooves to his chest.

“Okay,” He accepted, stopping his invasive movements, but inevitably widening in the spot, which even if just a bit in comparison to when he was moving, she felt as an attack against her stressed walls, making her close her eyes in pain. However, she was blushing at the same time.

“Okay?” She asked after a moment, opening her eyes and looking above, but not all the way up to his eyes.

"Well, yes! Why? Didn't I tell you I was doing this to help you? Just relax, and everything will be alright. You are just nervous," he said while starting to brush the feathers of her right wing, which lay extended over the blanket with a paw. "After all, this is your first time, it's natural for you to be a little afraid; you shouldn't be embarrassed to admit it." He affirmed, holding her cheek affectionately to obtain the spotlight of her evasive sight. “Now I'm yours too, remember? If you want something you just have to ask.”

She closed her eyes again to try and endure the pain, but ended up paying more attention to the beating of his heart through her pierced body.

"No, wait. I can't! Pull it out!” She whispered from between her teeth.

"Just try to relax; this is nothing you can't handle.” He uttered holding his advance, but starting to grind softly in the spot, again caressing her wings.

“No! No! Something is wrong. Take it out!” She said, louder this time, starting somehow to pull with her hooves at the fur on his shoulder and the paw over her wing.

“Fine, sorry!” He agreed, following her instruction, starting to pull out before she tried pull out the fur of his body. But he was stopped by her pleads again.

“NO! Don’t move, you’re gonna break me if you pull out!” Rainbow Dash pleaded.

“What? Of course not! Silly filly, I'm sure you don't have anything left there to break, I assure you. This is only anxiety. Try to relax and you'll be fine,” Blacky assured.

“No, wait, it hurts. This is much bigger than your tongue. Just take it out!” Rainbow said, begging again.

“Okay Rainy, but... I can’t push in, or pull out, and without moving this is starting hurt for me too... but don't worry!” He added at the end feeling how her internal strength was growing again along with her anxiety. “I haven’t even reached the knot and I'm stuck in a mare. Can’t be... you really need to calm down!” He asked, perhaps in a too rude manner for the situation, which didn’t help at all.

“Okay, let’s try this,” He said, holding her cutie marks and rolling onto his back, trying to not hurt her.

“What are you doing?” She asked with consternation, while Blacky was moving her, on top of him.

“I'm giving you control again. Like this you can find what fits you better. Go ahead, move at your own rhythm,” Blacky encouraged.

Once on top, the situation didn't seem so out of control as before. She started to move, timidly at first, worried about how much it might hurt to take him out. But when she saw his head laying all the way back facing to the forest at his back, she felt some privacy that allowed her to enjoy the fact that she was above. It was not a position very common for any mare, but certainly something that a mare as cool as her was glad to experience.

Her confidence started to build up, and her breathing loosened, just like herself. She was able to move her rump up, without pain to her surprise. At least it was a surprise for her since she could notice something like that in the reaction of the diamond dog.

She was able to notice the movement of his body besides his breathing, from his gasping jaw to his uneasy throat, through an accelerated chest and restless belly. Every one of her movements were translated into shivers and yelps in that sea of fur before her, and those reactions coming from the dog became even appealing to her for some reason.

When she noticed, what had started as a scary separation was now a warm yet wet seesaw motion, with which her entire body warmed. Her own breath was scarce, her coat was cold, her mouth was dry due to inaudible gasps, and her hanging tongue tried to lap her own saliva back.

Feeling him trembling because of her, made her lustful enough to keep with the ‘game' and that made her feel bad. She didn't meant to be enjoying it; it was just a rescue mission like the one she failed in the well some days ago. This was her opportunity to vindicate herself, and then she would get rid of Blacky once and for all.

On the other hoof, no pony before had liked her so much, or at least they never had the guts to confess it to her in this, or any other way. That was creating a conflict in her mind, which was showing up again with pain in her movements, and was evidenced when he started to caress her hind legs, working his way to her cutie marks. When he lifted his head to look at her eyes again, he noticed that her marehood hadn’t been contracting for the reasons he thought.

"What's the problem? Aren't you enjoying it?" Blacky queried.

"No!-... No, there's no problem, just finish already," She said with an expression of pain on her face.

"Rainy, there is no reason for you to not-... Or is this how you like it? You can ask me for anything you want.” He said sitting below her and holding her flanks for a more intimate position, knowing how she seemed to have a problem with communicating what she wanted.

“I’m doing this for my friends, remember that!” She said closing her eyes to not look at him.

“What do you mean? Would you rather to do this with Pinkie Pie?” A confused Blacky asked, slightly saddened.

“I hope Pinkie Pie never has to see me like this!” Rainbow Dash cried, as loud as her lungs let her in that moment.

“You shouldn't be ashamed for feeling good, there is nothing bad or wrong about it.” He reassured.

“And I hope you don't have her captive near where she can hear us,” She said in a tired and saddened tone of voice.

"What?! I told you! I never captu-... Or are you still playing? You kinky mare, you knew I was right, right? You enjoy this better when you try not to enjoy it at all. Then are you really this tight? Benefits from all the exercise you do I guess. Tell me,” he said grabbing her wings and pulling them down. He thrust as deep as he could, which wasn't a lot since his knot couldn’t pass.

“Tell me, is something wrong with this?" He asked again, starting to move very slowly, in a speed she could get used to, knowing that he wasn't going to hurt her.

Grinning furiously she placed her face over his chest, trying not to make a sound. To her amusement she found that her sensation wasn't real pain, but a mix of unexpected and uncontrollable pleasure that made her nervous, and tickled. Those tickles were better dealt with by scratching her body in a faster pace than him. Moving on her own she felt herself recovering some control again.

“You really like it fast, don't you? Some ponies say that you are the fastest mare in Equestria, and that you are very loyal. Do you like to undergo all this for your friends? Tell me, would you like a prize? Do you want me to say how you are saving everypony from the big bad dog by doing this?” Blacky teased.

“Shut up, I’m not-...” She requested, falling silent afterwards.

“Don’t you want me to say how cool you are for saving them? Or do you want to hear the story of how you subjugated the bad dog with the sheer force of your awesomeness? Do you want to hear how much I like your cute eyes, your amazing mane, or your small sporty perky teats?” He teased caressing her body.

“You will be a heroine after all this, you know? The most desired mare in all Ponyville. But that will be tomorrow. Tonight you're all mine. I wished you before anybody else,” He said while pulling rhythmically at her wings, with the unexpected result of her getting in pace with his thrusting.

Strangely, she seemed to be struggling, even though her body was reacting positively to all the innuendos, and she seemed ready to explode.

“Eat me! You can eat me if you want, I don't care anymore! But please leave my friends alone! I don't care if you eat me tonight, just let Pinkie Pie go!" She suddenly cried while starting to cry.

"No! What? What are you talking about? No! I don't want to eat you!” He said freeing her wings and stopping himself cold.

“Silly Pegasus, you really don't believe me, do you? That’s why you can't enjoy this, isn't it?” He wondered, grasping her forehooves.

“Rainbow Dash. No, I don't-... I could never eat any pony, in fact I find the idea despicable, not just eating, but even just having to kill any innocent creature. Why don't you trust me? Look at my eyes; do you think I'm lying?” He asked, trying to reassure her.

When she did, his smile had disappeared, and his eyes showed her real concern about her.

“How could I harm Pinkie Pie? She's my friend too! I know she's the friend of every pony, I'm not saying it's a great endorsement. But she's safe! I wouldn't dare harm any pony, much less one of my neighbors. Maybe you’ve noticed that I've made friends with some of them,” Blacky said.

“Then why did you tell me you had kidnapped Pinkie Pie?" She asked confused.

“I told you, to make all this more exciting for you. I knew you would like a situation with someone in peril, and this was your chance to save the day. All this was just a silly game to make you feel good. I tried to tell you before, but I thought you liked me, not that you assumed that I was really dangerous. I wasn't lying when I said that I like you. I thought you were playing along! Sorry,” He sadly explained.

“Then Pinkie Pie is really safe?" Rainbow wondered with an astonished gaze in the air.

“Yes, forgive me. You can go and check for yourself that Pinkie Pie is safe and sound. She helped out, without knowing what I was planning to do here. In fact, none of your friends knows how much I like you. I guess I thought they would find it weird how I developed a crush on the filly following me around, who was a little rude when I first met her, and never speaks to me. Maybe because she has a crush on me too, who knows? Turns out you think I'm dangerous, and I don't even know why!” Blacky lamented.

“Then Pinkie Pie is really safe!” Rainbow exclaimed in a happier tone, looking at nowhere in particular but the cold air.

“Do you want to go at Sugarcube Corner and see for yourself?” Blacky asked.

“Of course I'm going there, but I have some issues that I need to solve here first,” She said with a sultry expression, before closing her eyes and starting her seesaw motion again, much less stressed.

His extremity had gone limp during the time he had been giving explanations, but not much more than the renewed attitude from Rainbow Dash was needed to bring up the mood again.

With no more danger or worries she started to enjoy it. She tried not to think about her companion, but even so, she couldn't help but think about how much he must have wished to be with her in that intimate and pleasurable manner, enough to plan such approach, disguised with a coat of danger for her delight. Suddenly she felt flattered by his bold actions and how he had mounted this show just for her.

She couldn't blame him. After all, she had been suspiciously following him around Ponyville in the last few days, and without a reason at all.

The day they met she had noticed some hint of kindness when he was coming out of the well with the foal on his shoulders, and when the crowd cheered for him after the rescue he had showed shyness on his face. How could some... thing, faster than her, react in that way? It was unbelievable to her mind. Something that fast surely knows how fast it is, why react with shame then? Or was she really too much of a show off, delaying the rescue of the foal?

Now Rainbow Dash was starting to question herself, wondering if she had had any reason to have thought all this time that he was evil, or if she was really impressed by his actions and that's why she had been looking for a reason to follow him around. Those questions were slowly starting to melt under her own physical craving for what he had started.

He had stayed seated in front of her. She could feel his soft and warm paws and breath over the coldness on her cutie marks and face, respectively. Suddenly his companion wasn't so bad any more.

Caressing her body, he explored every contour and texture together with the smooth sounds from her body, feeling how her muscles tensed, starting to predict the rhythm of her desire.

He started to caress her wings in a way that nopony could, brushing with his claws between her feathers and scratching her inner skin. He later surrounded the boned structure of her feathered prides and started building up pressure in them, squishing through against the tips, to later release it pleasurably, with a moan from her, by pulling back down countercurrent of her feathers. He was stimulating sensations not really of pain, but something that she hadn't been willing to experience before.

And there panting and submissive, she didn't mind him as her partner for the night at all. At least he was considered a hero by many ponies around town.

'Silly ponies. A single rescue doesn't make you a hero.' She thought, but still he was cool enough for her. With this new found thought she could relax her mind, and subsequently her body too. She became more aware of what was going on, and she wasn't going to let pass, his past teasing, unpunished.

“Silly dog, I'm really so beautiful that even dogs wanna mate with me? Hmmm? Tell me. Maybe you left your country just because you like mares, hmm? Answer me! What kind of dog does that make you? Hmm?!” She implied with a devilish grin on her face while staring at his eyes and starting to move faster, pretty much to tease him just in the same way he had done with her before.

“A smart one,” He answered, before finally planting a slow and strong kiss on her, which was received slightly with more rush and passion from her, silencing her in a way that she didn't think was possible before.

It was a rushed and clumsy kiss, their teeth clashed, and their tongues met halfway between their mouths, caressing each other but fighting over control. They both had weird breaths, but neither of them minded at that moment.

“Wacky, wacky dog! What makes you think that you are anything special, like, special enough to deserve me?” She dared, breaking the kiss.

“I'm not a pony, but I'm living in Ponyville. How many can say that? A dragon? And a zebra?” Blacky boasted.

“No, Zecora lives in the forest,” Rainbow answered, struggling when he started to move her by her cutie marks.

“That's exactly my point,” He said, as if he were trying to distract her with his words while thrusting harder to push his knot inside. However, she was barely paying any attention to whatever he was saying in that moment.

Her internal walls had begun to contract harder each time, automatically, and her muscles were tensing as she accelerated her seesaw impulse. Her hind legs stretched and the fore ones tensed, her body arched backwards as her wings spread fully open in a 'V' position. She was grinding furiously when she threw her face near his again, kissing him once more, that time without provocation. She was caught up in a kiss that seemed to last much longer than it really did.

Her tight femininity was withstanding his onrushing tool, but suddenly there came a crash of fluids, wrapping his lengthened flesh in a burning flood within her marehood, strongly splashing liquid out. The hot fluid contrasted with the cold temperature of their coats with each one of his strokes, and filled the freezing air of the night with a musky scent.

"Did you come that fast again? Geez, you really are the fastest mare in Equestria. I was expecting that you would last longer. But I'm glad that I'm not hurting you anymore. Want to go again?" He said pulling out from her aroused folds, making her immediately feel a void in her, but she wasn't ready to admit that she longing for him again.

"What? Again? How can you be so..." She wondered looking to his drenched extremity.

"I haven't finished yet, Rainy. All this mess is yours alone." He claimed, turning her comparatively smaller body around.

"Hey! What are you doing now?!" She asked rhetorically, feigning surprise much better than he had at the beginning of all this.

"You're asking that now? Well, I'm taking the control again; I think you had too much control already. Now it's my turn! And I want to come inside of you, come as hard as you just did, Rainy," He teasingly said, directly in her ear, after placing the upper part of his body just above hers.

"Wait, inside?!” she asked, genuinely surprised. "Aren't you gonna use a rubber or something?"

"Oh! Yes, that reminds me of something," He said wryly while reaching for his jacket with a paw from nearby on the blanket.

Taking out a marker this time, he stood up, lifting her body, putting her in a standing position along with him.

"What the hay! What are you gonna do?" She asked, showing fear in the form of the hasty reaction of her tail folding between her legs.

"Look, this will just do it fine, you see?" He asked, giving her enough space between them to let her turn her neck and see how he was drawing two white lines just above his knot to emulate a wrapping condom.

"Don't worry, Rainy. It doesn't count, I'm a dog!" He said looking at her startled expression. "This is for that joke where I ended walking like half of Equestria to return Fluttershy's Elizabeak. The poor thing was so worried, both of them,” He said, holding her neck before he started caressing and nuzzling it, erasing the separation between their bodies, and making her face front again. Meanwhile, with his other paw, he held the base of her tail. Taking it out of the way, and without letting her see was going on, to keep some mystery in what he was doing behind her, letting her expectations grow and wonder about his next movement.

"Pinkie Pie and I were just planning to do some hello cupcakes for you that afternoon," he said while she felt something curved with a great protuberance in the end, rubbing between her legs, "and I thought you were jealous because I was spending a lot of time with her. But you have always been my favorite pony, you know? I fell in love with you the first moment I saw you. I did all this to get closer to you," He said, aligning his point between her folds and prodding slightly.

"I was doing it for my friends," She stated, smiling meekly while a small blush appeared on her face. Even looking so meek, her wetness and suction were evident just past her inviting entrance.

"Well, I'm also doing this for my little lucky friend too," He joked, releasing her upper body to hold her flanks firmly. "Look, I just hope that you can see us as friends now, after all we went through tonight," He stated in a low and questioning tone of voice, as if asking for her permission. To which She answered by lowering her forelegs, and raising her tail as signal of acceptance.

With her eyes fully open and a slight smile hidden behind well-extended wings, he started to slowly but smoothly introduce his masculinity between her burning flesh walls.

Closing her beautiful magenta eyes, she faced front again to help her excited body seek air. He had been prodding and toying with her expectations, feeling delight with each of the warm and wet sips that her lower lips were delivering to his playful sting.

The stimulating sensations of external heat and stretching inside her weren't enough to make her gasp yet, but the simple excitement for the moment when she could start to feel great pleasure again made her start deep breathing in anticipation.

Her body was quiet in that position, and Blacky took that as a sign of her delight in being submissive and controlled. In reality, she was a bit tired already, but when he finally started to reach her depths, a shiver was evident through her whole body, and uncontrollable moans escaped directly from her heart.

He dropped his hold over her flank to give her the freedom that her haunches were beginning to ask for, and started to massaging her rump, always pressing her back to him. He worked his way through her cold coat to her back.

The temperature of the night was growing colder with each that moment passed, but they barely noticed that fact in the brief moments between their 'games.' But right then her wings were flapping as if she were fighting to cross through a storm, and her overheated body hadn't become aware of the freezing night over other sensations, except for the unconsidered fact of his skin always returning refreshed before again going inside of her thanks to the moisture of the area joining them.

For him the cold air always had been contrasting against her warm interior, and now his knot was looking for refuge more than ever. He had been pressing against her before without successfully finding a place in her tight interior, but now her tender flesh was giving in, between the disarrayed and clumsy clashes of their bodies, and thanks to her compromising position and lubricated sex. This time it was her turn to yelp, or something like it, as she let out soft and lewd moans, almost yelling when her internal warmth finally ringed his knot. He felt a surge of pride for his hard-to-fulfill but worthy and well-deserved accomplishment, pride that that was reflected in his stiffness.

He held her neck down with a paw, the other pulling up her tail to his mouth, biting on just the hair, letting him take hold of both of her anxious wings.

He started to penetrate her with the widest part of his alien anatomy, firmly holding her body in a bowed position, and thrusting wildly in a fast pace. He was wholly dominating her while her moans escalated into screams.

“Are you ready, Rainy? Want to feel it inside?" He asked between his teeth, still grasping her tail with his mouth, effectively holding her rump up just where he wanted.

"No! Don't do it inside. Stop!” She requested almost yelling.

“What do you mean? I want to come too, it’s not fair that you’re having all the fun! Besides, you’re pulling me inside you!” He answered, still with her tail in the air, but stopping his movements for a little while to let her notice her own lust drawing him inside.

After the pause he dropped her tail, but without breaking away from their coitus he placed his upper body above hers, and pinned down the points of her wings with his paws on the blanket.

"Don't worry. I know this is your first time and you are a little scared, there’s nothing wrong with that. But, if I come inside you, you will come too. Don’t you want feel that?” Blacky asked.

“But... uhm. How’s that... ?” She doubtfully whispered, without ending any sentence, looking down towards the blanket and staring at nothing in particular.

“If we come together, then you won’t have to be embarrassed. Don't worry. I'll make you feel good,” He playfully told her before he again started to move his hips, imitating the rhythm she had set when she was above.

She tried to utter one 'no.' But such word never came out from her throat.

The banging sound from behind and the hypnotic pace of their bodies had filled her mind, preventing her from thinking of any excuse to decline the burning pleasure growing in her interior.

The rhythmic synchronicity that their bodies had achieved by pure instinct after a while was his cue to let her notice how much she could enjoy being with him.

"My little spy, do you like this? Did you ever dream of this when you were following me? We call it 'Doggy style' back where I am from. Of course, ponies could have another name for this. But for now I guess you’re my female dog...” He said, grinning, while turning his face down, trying to grab her sight. “Do you like it?”

“N- no...” She belatedly said, unsure about the question that she was answering. "Not cool enough," She amended, trying to cover any possible question he might ask and avoid falling into tricky questions, and keep her tongue inside her mouth.

“You didn’t mind when you were on top.” He said before start pushing even deeper. “Am I cool enough now?" He asked without getting an answer.

"By the way, I'm not an ignorant dog. I knew the plural of pegasus, but everybody from where I come says 'pega-suses' for the things that pegasi do as... the clouds, or the rain.”

“But we don’t make th-...” Rainbow started.

“Oh, shut up,” He gently requested while thrusting as far as he could. There wasn’t going to be any more need of words as he wasn't going to hold anything back for her.

She had instinctively tensed her hind legs, and her well trained body was strong enough to resist his weight as his playful and dexterous forepaws slipped through her body to the furless part under her belly, where her small but excited erogenous zones were almost waiting for him to again play with them.

Her freed wings fluttered wildly without being able to set a new pace from below. But knowing what her body was trying to say, he held her neck again, bowing her body down, keeping her loins aup with his other paw between her legs, caressing the soft and warm skin of her small but pleased teats, and the hardened but delicate pearl crowning the entrance of her lower lips.

She was at the verge of climax when his weird pointy part, had started to peck near the entrance of her womb. At first she felt it as a ghostly sensation caused by a subconscious wish, but soon she could feel that she wasn't imagining anything.

His strange anatomy had been deformed inside of her, growing a thin and long point after introducing his knot, hitting slightly into the cervix of her womb, starting to slide directly inside. Just a fine sting, but she felt as if he were reaching all the way inward, and so she thought due to her inexperience, and how much she was loving the idea of him stretching and rubbing her insides for the first time in her life.

Even when bits of his meat were aching, thanks to the bite she had given him before, he was keeping a fierce pace under which even her lustful cries had ceased. She was having difficulty breathing, something that she hadn't experienced before; she felt his boiling essence being splattered directly into the very soul of her femininity, at the very same moment he let out a howling into the night.

The liquid was fighting to run through her body as he pressed her neck down, arching her body to ensure he didn't leave any spot unbathed with his guilt-free seed.

Such lewd accumulation flooded her before finding a route to flow out. Every liberation of pressure forced her to urgently free her own pleasure, and after every new wave of his raw life freed directly into her very core new shivers were sent through her body. She was unable to contain anything in her.

She was hastily flapping her wings when she came, sending prodigal splashes of clear love juice after some ending thrusts in her. Eventually a coy and warm flow drenched their legs. It grew constant soon, raining all over the white, cheap blanket where they had just made love.

"A golden rain? How cute of you. That means a warning over your domain between dogs, you know? I’m really Rainy's dog now." He said, coming in to lick her mane from behind. "How romantic!" Blacky said, snuggling himself along with Rainbow Dash. Who was severely ashamed for what she had just done over the blanket before. But after see the reaction of the diamond dog, she couldn't help but feel simply satisfied.

After that everything was calm for a few seconds. Then they both staggered and, exhausted, felt the frigidity of the night sliding through their drenched coats. Without pronouncing a single word they both lay very close next to each other, seated ducking over their bellies.

"You're really feeling it in your wings, aren't you? Maybe normal pegasi are different than Al-... all other creatures I have been with,” Blacky said, with a little shifty look.

“When have you seen the aftermath in wings besides mine? You've been a bad dog! Aren't you, doggie? Having fun with all kind of creatures... a griffon, maybe? They're cool! You don’t like other dogs that much, do you? You've definitely have been A-Bad-Dog" She said teasingly while rubbing her cheek in his fur.

Rainbow noticed then that the blanket where they had been all this time was better said to be a bed sheet, and a fancy one at that. Even the normally disinterested pegasus could tell.

Now, fully drenched in distinct juices and smells from their previous messes, the warmness had been stored under their huddled bodies, despite the freezing night.

"Hey, listen, about that punch earlier, I'm... I didn't mean to-..." Rainbow began.

"Nah, don't be sorry. I deserved it actually, and it was cute, to be honest. You should call it 'Rainhook Punch!' and maybe you'll cause a Sonic Rainboom Explosion. Hopefully not hitting me next time," He said giggling while both rested cuddled together in silent conjunction against the cold night.

"Hey I don't wanna brag, but I can do that while flying,” She proudly announced.

“I heard that. Ponies are such wonderful creatures. I would like to see it!” Blacky said, in tired voice, and with his eyes closed. Snuggling his head over hers.

“Yeah... Wait, you mean now?!” She said snapping out from her dream of a perma-rainboom flying technique as the song of a morning rooster warned them about the clearing sky.

“Wow, morning already? What took us so long? Should we sleep or something? Maybe this is not the best moment for a flight stunt,” Blacky noted.

"Well, it's a trick 'a-little.bit-hard' to pull off," Rainbow emphasized, “So right now might not be the best moment to try it.”

“Okay, show me whenever you are ready. I promise to be there and cheer you on,” He said, before patting her mane.

“What are you doing with your hoof?” Rainbow asked.

“It’s a paw, Rainy. Mine are paws,” Blacky clarified.

"Well, nice to know! Now tell me, what are you doing with it?" Rainbow asked again.

“I’m patting your mane. It’s an honor for a pet being patted by its master. I’m showing my appreciation towards you,” Blacky claimed.

“I’m not sure if I like it...” Rainbow said hesitantly.

“I think you like it, a lot,” Blacky stated.

“I mean the pet part. Not my thing, but...” Rainbow trailed off.

“What is it?” Blacky asked.

“Do you mind if I keep the choker, it’s actually... you know, kinda cool,” Rainbow said, trying to be casual.

“I made it for you, it's all yours!" He agreed with a weary grin on his face. "If you ever want something you just need to ask me. Like sleep, as random example,” He asserted, his speech losing any discernible expression.

“Wouldn't you rather keep pushing your thing inside of me? No! Wait. Let me use my mouth on you, I promise not leave you before dawn," She sultrily said, "That’s in like... seven minutes!” She added hastily, breaking her experimental sultriness.

“Today it could take longer just for you, who knows? But I... But it’s all dirty. I don’t...-” Blacky began.

“I don't mind it! I wanna taste it like that,” She interrupted, quickly at first, but then used her experimental tone of voice that could wake up a dead body.

“Hmm... okay, I guess. Have I told you before how irresistible you are for me?" Blacky said with a smirk in his face, while rolling over the blanket, backside down.

“Hey, but before that... What I don’t understand is... what were you doing in Everfree Forest the other night? Where did you get those feathers? And for what?” Rainbow asked urgently.

“These feathers are a rare ingredient for crafts, like that cutie mark shaped medal. It's stone actually, much lighter than metal and without the annoying sound. And I get them from my prey. Have you eaten cockatrice, Rainy? Much better than Pinkie’s hot dogs, and it’s incredibly soft, even the bones. A bit hard to hunt down, but it’s a real delicacy. Okay, I'm ready!” He said, facing his belly at her, sporting a lesser erection but eager to grow again under her breath.

"Sometimes I forgot how sweet you ponies are.” He said, after lifting his head one last time to her, to lick her face and mane.

Author's Note

During production, Blacky’s name was Lassie for a long time, then I found out thanks to google that Blacky is the name more used for pets.

Anthoponyfic stories give me creeps. I decided to embrace my furry side here. Even thus I had decided to opt for realistic anatomy to for a lucky (for my sanity) coincidence, turns out that mares just have 2 in the dangerous (for milking) area between her legs.
Stories straight human aren't funny either, those are just normal stories with copy-pasted personalities of ponies on their characters.

I have been informed that horses, and ponies for the matter, doesnt have gag reflex. Now, even when mares doesnt have some other thing needed for a good clopstory, the lack of gag reflex tells me that they do really good blowjobs.
Oh, the fiction is a wonderful thing.

Indeed.

When Blacky ask the color of Rainbow Dash’s eyes, she answers "mouthful."
Still I think they are fuchsia or something.

I went to pony hell and came back knowing this full story. Maybe I’m yet in pony hell.

I wanted to write “hoofle” instead of handle, but then i noticed they say handle in the show. Twilight has even said girls a few times.

Just in case you hadn't noticed, I like to name my chapters like songs or Lyrics.
Something I got from reading Black Dog doujinshis, Also, this chapter is loosely based in this one.