Rarity awoke to find herself in complete darkness. She was lying flat on her back on what felt like a pile of high quality fabrics. The air was moist, and smelled slightly of dirt and smoke. She was rapidly growing nervous. She wasn’t in her bed, and this wasn’t her home. Where was she? How did she get there? What was happening? And why was it so damn dark?
Oh, Rarity mentally chided herself, Darling your eyes are still closed.
As Rarity opened her eyes a flickering light entered into them from, were those torches, hanging on what appeared at a glance to be a stone wall. Her suspicions were confirmed, she was in fact lying on a pile of high quality fabrics, but they were all cut a torn into odd shapes. In the corner of her eyes she could see the light shining off of piles of gems that were neatly organized by type, and quality. Rarity would have been amazed by the sight if her eyes weren’t glued to something much more important. There in the darkness just outside the light she could see a pair of reptilian eyes that were the deepest emerald.
Her memory began coming back as she gazed into those eyes. She knew where she was and how she’d gotten there. Rarity also had a few ideas about what was going to happen to her, and none of them were looking good.
It had all started out as an average day in Ponyville for Rarity. She’d made some dresses had some tea, and was on her way to the spa to meet with Fluttershy for their weekly appointment when it happened. The unmistakable roar of a dragon echoed across the town. Rarity froze mid-step when she heard the sound of wings approaching from behind. Rarity had just begun to turn around when she felt herself being lifted off the ground at an incredible speed. She only saw a glimpse of purple before passing out as Ponyvile shrank into the distance.
It had almost become a common occurrence for this dragon to visit Ponyville. He often stole things like gems, fabric, food, or anything that wasn’t tied down, but never before had he taken a pony from the streets like this. He was fast, so fast that nopony had gotten a good look at him before. Nopony had figured out where his lair was, but most ponies assumed he lived somewhere within the Everfree Forest. Rarity could've been taken halfway across Equestira by now, and nopony knew where to find her. Rarity was forced to accept that no help was coming.
The silence was broken when he spoke, “I see you're finally awake pony. It’s about time.”
Rarity was shocked. What an uncouth beast, she thought, ponynapping me is one thing, but how dare he address me in such an uncivil manner.
“Excuse me sir,” Rarity said in a tone that made it sound as if she were put out, “but I am a lady, and would appreciate it if you’d address me as such. So, you may call me Ms. or Rarity, or even Ms. Rar...”
Rarity didn’t even see the beast move. In an instant he disappeared from the shadows, and was now standing directly over her. Rarity’s entire view was filled with his reptilian face as a low growl filled the room.
“I don’t think you understand the position that you’re in,” the dragon said in a voice barely above a growl, “I took you, and you’re mine now. I own you, and I shall call you by whatever name I decide slave. Is that clear slave?”
Rarity couldn’t find the strength to speak, and only barley managed to nod her head.
“Good,” the Dragon said as he slowly moved back, and took a seat just inside the ring of light.
For the first time Rarity was able to get a good look at the beast that had taken her. He was small for a dragon; his height on all fours was just barely taller than Celestia. The scales covering his body were a deep purple, and green spikes ran along his spine. His underbelly was covered in rows of cream colored scales.
“What are you going to do to me?” Rarity asked shakily.
“Whatever I want to,” he growled in response.
Rarity’s gaze was drawn to his eyes as he simply looked her. Is that hunger in his eyes, or just greed? Rarity wondered.
She couldn’t stop herself from asking, “Are you going to eat me?”
“Maybe I haven’t decided yet,” he said as he studied Rarity with eyes filled with hunger.
Rarity watched his gaze slowly drift down her body as she became acutely aware of the position she was lying in. Rarity Blushed when she suddenly realized that she was lying flat on her back with her hind legs spread apart, and her tail sticking almost straight out. She was completely exposed. Rarity's blush deepened as his gaze landed on her marehood, and he licked his lip. Rarity looked away as she pulled her tail up and closed her legs in an attempt to keep some modesty.
The dragon let out a deep gravely sound that Rarity could only interpret as a laugh. “I think I’ve decided,” he said as he slowly stepped over her, “I think I will eat you.”
This is the end isn’t it? Rarity asked herself as he leaned towards her. She closed her eyes as she felt his hot breath against her neck. At least it’ll be quick. she thought as he dragged his tongue over her neck tasting her. Rarity let out a small gasp when he bit down on the soft flesh of her neck. His fangs pressed into her skin just hard enough to hurt, but not hard enough to break the skin as he gently nibbled her neck. She couldn't help but moan as the dragon nibbled on her pulling gently the delicate skin of Rarity’s neck pulling on it slightly and occasionally changing locations.
Rarity found it an odd sensation having fangs sharp enough to chew through a diamond so close to her neck. A wrong twitch from either of them could cause his fangs to cut deeply in to Rarity ending her life in an instant, but surprisingly she felt safe as if she could tell this monster who had stolen her wouldn't let anything like that happen to her; he was protecting her like a dragon would protect its horde.
It wasn’t long before he began to move down her body licking and biting down on her chest leaving a trail of wet fur as he went. Rarity would gasp, arching her back, whenever he reached a sensitive spot, and he'd always pause there for a moment, teasing her. Rarity began to moan softly at the contact. His touch sending shivers down her spine. He paused for a moment after reaching her belly button to force her hind legs open and move her tail. Rarity opened her mouth to protest but only managed to let out a load moan as he forcefully pulled at her left teat with his fangs, and flicked her nipple with his tongue.
Rarity wasn't sure what was worse the fact that she'd been stolen off the streets of Ponyville by this beast like dragon that was currently violating her, or the fact that a part of her was beginning to like it. She let out another soft moan when he moved to her right nipple, sucking it forcefully as he began roughly teasing her left teat with his claws. His touch sent shivers of arousal down Rarity's spine as her marehood started to moisten from the contact.
Rarity gasped as the beast removed his snout from her right nipple pulling away with a small pop. He gave her left nipple one final twist before removing his hand from her, and moving himself to inspect her marehood. He breathed in deeply taking in the scent of her arousal, and holding it for a brief span before exhaling through his mouth. Rarity couldn't believe how good it felt as his hot breath flowed over her delicate flower. She couldn't help herself as her marehood leaked a generous amount at the stimulation. It flowed out of her coating the tight star of her tail hole and soaking into what was her perfectly styled tail.
A part of Rarity hated to smug look of satisfaction on his face as his breath made her so aroused, but an ever increasing part of her just wanted him to stop staring and do something about it. She sighed slightly when he finally dragged his claws against the delicate pedals of her flower; coating his fingers in her honey. Rarity could see her honey glistening in the flicker of the fire light as the beast held his hand in front of his snout. Rarity couldn’t help but blush as he began licking and sucking his claws clean. He had a blissful look in his eyes as he savored Rarity's flavor.
The dragon quickly finished cleaning his claws; his gaze affixing itself to Rarity's marehood as he did. Rarity began to feel a little nervous as he licked his lips with that hungry look back in his eyes. Rarity winced as his claws dug painfully into the folds of her marehood holding her open. She opened her mouth to say as much, but only managed a cry of pleasure as the beast dove into her, his tongue probing against her depths and his nose rubbing against her clit.
Rarity couldn't stop herself from letting out constant moans of pleasure. His tongue seemed to be everywhere at once within her pushing against the very deepest parts of her love tunnel, winding, and twisting about itself. Rarity let a particularly load moan, arching her back and pushing herself into him as he hit a very sensitive spot. Rarity wrapped her legs around the dragon’s neck trying to push him deeper into her. The beast was grinding his snout against her clit, and blowing furnace hot air against it with very breath as his tongue pressed into her womb.
Rarity was getting close, even the slightest touch threatened to push her over the edge into orgasmic bliss. She was panting like a bitch in heat, and didn’t care how un-lady like it was she needed this; she needed to climax, and she didn't care that it would be a dragon causing it. When, much to Rarity's frustration, the dragon pulled himself away from Rarity. He licked his lips with a hum that seemed to say he was finished with his meal.
Rarity couldn't believe it. This brute of a man had stopped leaving her maddeningly close to climax. Rarity was past caring about how uncouth it was she needed it now. Without even thinking Rarity began to move her front hoof towards her marehood. As Rarity's hoof was just about to brush against her clit the beast pounced on her pinning Rarity's for-hoofs to her side.
“Well now what's my little pony up to?” He asked in a whisper flicking his tongue against her cheek.
Rarity could feel heal radiating off of him as her hips bucked upwards trying to grind her lower lips against him in a desperate attempt to get off.
“We can’t have any of that now,” he growled, “You will cum only when I make you.”
“Please,” she begged him her words dripping in desperation as she stared into his eyes.
“Oh,” he smirked, “would Lady Rarity like to cum?” He asked nibbling on her ear.
Rarity could feel his body heat inches away from her he was like a furnace, and it was driving her mad. “I need it!” she cried out in desperation.
“If you submit to me I might consider it. Submit, and give yourself to me completely, mind and body, and give in to my will.”
“Yes,” Rarity nearly shouted, “I give myself to you entirely.”
“Address me properly,” he demanded.
“Master.”
“Good,” he said with a smile as he climbed off of her, “now beg.”
“What?” Rarity gasped confused by her new master’s command.
“I want you to beg me to make you cum,” he stated in a board tone that made his request seem as if it should have been obvious.
“Um… Please make me cum?” Rarity asked unsure of what to say in this situation. His board look was the only reply she needed; if she wanted to cum she’d have to do better. “Please master,” she said starting again, “I need you to make me finish,” she begged throwing herself at his feet. I'll do anything you ask just please let me cum master."
“That was pathetic,” he stated with a yawn, “It was boring predictable, and the delivery was lacking. I guess you don’t really want it.”
“Please,” Rarity whimpered sticking out her lower lip.
“Well since you can’t beg properly maybe you could use you pretty little mouth to show me how much you want it instead,” he said as one of his clawed hands shifted his lower scales, and allowing his little drake to slide into full view.
Rarity had never seen anything like it. He was much larger than any stallion she’d ever met, and that included a short fling with Big Macintosh. He came to a point with small fleshy barbs circling the head, and ridges running along the sides. Rarity might have been shocked by the appearance if she hadn't been distracted by the identical fleshy tower sitting directly below it.
Rarity didn’t hesitate, forcing his rod down her throat as her hooves began clopping his upper member. She was unrelenting in her treatment of him, alternating between licking and sucking his lower member, and lifting herself off him to tease the tip. His groans of satisfaction only served to encourage her further as his taste filled her mouth. She found it difficult to push him in all the way. His barbs would tickle the back of her throat and making her gag whenever she tried.
The dragon's scent was having a dramatic effect on Rarity. It was an exotic smell not meant for her kind. It was too potent, too strong for ponies to handle. As Rarity breathed him in she could feel her mind beginning to fog. Her inhibitions were lowered as she found it increasingly hard to breath. She could feel her mind being filled with nothing but lust. Rarity’s magic flared up when he grabbed hold of her horn forcing his entire shaft down her throat. Rarity could feel magic flowing out of her, or maybe it was flowing in, she couldn’t tell. Rarity's mind went completely blank as he held her horn, her entire body becoming supper sensitive, the slightest touch bringing her immense pleasure.
Rarity gagged as the beast forced his rod in to the hilt. Her throat tightening reflexively as her air way was blocked. She couldn't resist as more magic flowed through her filling her mind lost in pleasure, and causing her reflexes to relax. Some part of Rarity was still trying to suck him off, and was licking the base of his shaft. Her body became like a puppet as he pistoned her up and down his shaft. In one fluid movement he pulled her up to his tip before shoving her down to the hilt and holding her there. Rarity’s eyes began to roll upwards as her body was deprived of the air it needed.
Rarity was just about to pass out when the dragon forced her off him and onto her back, releasing her horn when as he did. Rarity fell back panting her tongue licking the air searching for the missing rod; her master, taking this as an invitation, leaned forward and pressed his maw against her snout sucking on her tongue.
The first thing Rarity became aware of as her mind cleared was the faint taste of herself that clung to her master's tongue mixing with his taste that was still fresh in her mouth. Their flavors mingled as his tongue wrapped around hers, and wrestled it down.
As Rarity's mind cleared to what might be considered 'normal', given the state or arousal she was in, she became acutely aware of the heat being given off by her master’s twin towers of dragon virility pointing right at her marehood. Rarity nearly lost her senses again as one of the strongest orgasms she had ever felt rocked threw her body. Her master had with a single quick movement trust himself as deep into Rarity that she could manage without injury. His upper member had been aimed squarely with her marehood while his lower had slid into the tight star of Rarity's ass with some difficulty any discomfort Rarity might have felt at the sudden intrusion into her ass was drowned by pleasure.
Rarity arched her back screaming out as pleasure ran through her; her tongue sticking out and a string of saliva running from her to her master. Unfortunately, her master showed no mercy as he continued to trust hard into Rarity, as he teased her slowly running his tongue from the base of her neck to her chin. In a single swift movement he would pull himself almost all the way out so only the tip remained then trust back into her full depth pushing slightly against Rarity’s cervix.
As Rarity came down from her climax she was finally able to appreciate the dragon's shape. With each thrust she could feel his ridges stimulating the walls of her marehood, and every time he pulled out she could feel the barbs on his head rubbing against her lower lips and clit. Rarity couldn't believe how amazing it felt, as her dragon lover thrust into her repeatedly. She knew she was spoiling herself, no stallion would ever be able to compare to this pleasure and would seem boring by comparison. Rarity was forced to accept that none of her own kind would ever bring her this much pleasure, but she didn't care it just felt to good.
Rarity could feel another orgasm coming on as her master pulled all the way out. He was teasing her circling the tip of his member around her clit lightly brushing it with his barbs. Rarity found herself feeling empty without him with in her. She felt incomplete, like something important was missing. She wanted him inside her wrapping her hind legs around his waist and trying to force him in. Her master relented allowing Rarity to force him back into her depths.
Rarity bite down on her masters shoulder to muffler her scream as her second smaller orgasm hit. She could feel her masters pace shift as her marehood griped him. He leaned back griping Rarity by her flank, his wings fully opening, somehow managing to trust himself deeper into her pushing just past her cervix when with a single thrust and a growl he came. Rarity could feel steaming hot strands of cum shooting straight into her womb filling her completely as strands of his cum flooded out of her ass. The sensation of being filled caused Rarity to climax again before her last one had finished. Her dragon beat his wings as he fell forward exhausted creating a gust of wind that extinguished the flames lighting the room and casting the couple into complete darkness.
An emerald flame circled the basement of Carousel Boutique lighting the candles placed in the walls around the room. The light glimmered across Rarity’s vast gem collection that was neatly sorted by type and quality. In the center of the room was a pile of cloth scrapes oddly shaped pieces that were left over from Rarity’s dress making that Rarity had kept thinking it a waste to throw out such expensive fabrics. Lying on the cloth pile was Rarity and Spike. They were lying in each other’s arms with their tails intertwined, both exhausted from their passionate love making.
“You were amazing,” Rarity cooed nuzzling Spike's chin
“I wasn’t too forceful was I?” Spike asked his voice full of concern.
“Just forceful enough,” Rarity said as she propped herself up on top of him with her forelegs and then continued excitedly, “So next I was thinking we could do gem thief, or dragon princess, or maybe even…”
“You are insatiable,” Spike interrupted with a sigh, “That was the fifth time tonight, and I’m exhausted. Couldn’t we maybe just cuddle for a while?”
“Hm I guess,” Rarity said defeated, resting her head against Spike's chest as he ran a clawed hand gently down her back.
Rarity was restless as she lay there next to Spike. She kept glancing up at Spike who had closed his eyes and began humming to himself softly. Rarity just kept fidgeting in his arms, and occasionally tracing his scales with the tip of her hoof.
“Spike?” she whispered
“Yes”
“Dragon tamer”
Rarity could feel it as Spike slowly took a large breath, his chest rising and falling before he responded, “You get the muzzle and the crop. I’ll get the saddle the bit and try to regain so fluids. We rendezvous in ten.”
Rarity squealed as she clapped her hooves before running up the stairs with Spike literally nipping at her tail. Spike paused for a moment at the top of the stairs to give his wings a flap putting out the candles in the basement before following after the mare of his dreams.
Author's Note
edit 1/21/13 -- I fix some grammar errors and changed a few sections.
