Title: Pinkie Pie greentext from S&D thread Author: Anonymous Pastebin link: http://pastebin.com/8viqD2qg First Edit: Friday 11th of April 2014 10:04:46 AM CDT Last Edit: Friday 11th of April 2014 10:04:46 AM CDT >You lay in bed after a good day- well, night of enforcement and cruelty inflicted on all your slaves. >Except for one, the pink one with the cotten candy hair. >Ever since NMM conquered this place and shackled everyone, this pink pony has shown you nothing but obedience, joy, and a seemingly endless supply of energy. >You view her more as a pet than a slave, and treat her as such; you give her much more affection and focus more on positive reinforcement after pleasing you than the others, but still, something is bothering you about this one. >Why? >Is she planning something? Has she wanted this all along? Or is she simply coping better than >"Master? You still awake? Or are you just sleeping with your eyes open? Cause if you are, teach me to do that!" >You sit up and find Pinkie Pet standing at the entrance to your door. You've allowed her almost free reign within the compound for excessively good behavior and performance, yet this is the first time she's actually done anything with it. What is it, pet? >She bounces over to you and jumps up at the foot of your bed, the late hours evidently having no effect on her energy. >"I was wondering if I could ask just one liiiittle bitty thing? You know, a favor or a deal or an agreement or a-" >You promptly cover the muzzle with your hand, and take a moment to think. This could be a part of some plan or trick. It would explain why she had been particularly well behaved. >You wait until Pinkie's muffled chattering slows to an eventual stop, and you look at her with cautious intrigue. Like what, pet? >"Well, y'see, before you and Nighty Nightmare Moon came along, I used to throw LOTS and LOTS of parties! It was my most favorite thing to do in my entire list of favorite things to do, and let me tell you, that list is looooooong! I'd throw big parties, small parties, medium sized partied, medium-small parties, medium-LARGE parties, medium-MEDIUM parti-" Cut to the chase pet. >"Can I PLEASE host an orgy, Master?" >You sit there, staring as this seemingly naive pink pet, utterly baffled and speechless by what she just requested. An... an *orgy*? >"Uh-huh! It's when you get a buncha mares and a buncha stallions and you put on some music and-" I KNOW what an orgy is, pet. Why do you wish to hold one? >"Because, silly Master, it's the KING of parties! The biggest, bestest kind of party in all of Equestria; NO, all of EXISTANCE! It's the ULTIMATE party and I've always DREAMED of hosting one!" >You scratch your head like a bamboozled monkey; which is essentially what you are right now. I... don't follow. >Pinkie rolls her eyes and playfully scoffs, like she expects you to know why an orgy is, as she puts it, the 'ultimate party', and you're just humoring her. >"Master Anon, no matter what kind of party is being hosted; birthday parties, wedding parties, funeral parties-" Wakes. >"No, silly, parties can't wake up, they don't go to sleep!" >You roll your eyes. >"All parties are about the same thing; being closer with your friends, your family, and doing fun things with them! And an orgy is more about that than ANY other party! You get even closer to your friends, it's almost like a... like a LOVE party! Everyone, working together to make each other feel all kinds of wonderful, tingly, hot, sticky feelings, like the ones you make me feel, Master!" >You can't help but smile somewhat sheepishly at that one remark >"But every-time I tried to host one, they looked at me like I was coco in the loco! I KNOW they'd love it, if only they gave it a chance! What I'm asking is-" You want me to make people come to an orgy you plan to host? >Pinkie Pet nods enthusiastically. >Well well, this just got interesting. >Nonetheless, it's still going to require some thinking. This could all be an elaborate plan to somehow help her friends escape. If, indeed this pony has the mental capacity to devise such a plan, and seeing as how she's currently occupying herself by rolling her eyes around you very much doubt that. >This needs more time. Pet. >That snaps her out of her self made trance. I'm too tired right to decide whether or not this is a good idea. I'll think it over in the morning, and I'll let you know then, ok? >Her ears droop, clearly disappointed by your lack of decisive judgement, but that really appears to be the only sign. >"Okey dokey loki Master Anon, see you in the morning!" >She hops up off the bed and trots to the door. Ahem. Pet? Aren't you forgetting something? >She turns to you, showing curiosity for the slightest moment, before a little lightbulb clicks on in her head. >"Ohhh, sure thing Master!" >She hops back onto your bed and starts tugging your boxers off with her teeth. >In a flash, they're off, and your member is being treated to pink pony tongue. Good girl. >Not one second lacking in energy or enthusiasm, she starts deepthroating you, you swear you can feel her tongue on your balls. You stroke her fluffy pink mane as she keeps going at. Mmmmm! You're really good at this pet... just... just a little more.. >A nice compliment always seems to get her going, and her tongue swirls gracefully on the head of your dick, lapping up your pre. >You stop holding back, and reward your pet with what she so clearly wants, climaxing heavily into her heavenly mouth, which she effortlessly gulps down. >"Thanks, Master Anon!" She casually chirps, licking her lips clean. "G'night, see you in the morning!" >You grin in satisfaction as she leaves, and decide to finally get some sleep. >"This could be a good idea after all..." You remark through a yawn as you dose off.