-Chrome pony and Master- 3

>Master has left, it's just you on your own

>you feel like you've let everyone down.

>Master doesn't need, or want to use you, you're slower than ever and now Master is so angry with you that he has left the house

>not to mention the fact that you are starving.

>you stopped crying a while ago, you ran out of tears and now you truly do feel sluggish and down

>you sit up and walk over to the kitchen to get a drink and wipe your face

>as you enter the kitchen you spot the pancakes that Master made this morning sitting on the counter

>you love pancakes.

>it's a contender for your favourite food of all time

>and Master made you them just for you, but the diet you are forcing yourself on for the sake of Master says that you shouldn't

>you bit your lip. You want the pancakes but you also want to be a better browser pony for Master...

>frowning you make your decision.

“master comes first, I can't let master down.”

>you grab the plate with your teeth and let the food drop into the bin.

“i can't.. let Master down.”

>after cleaning yourself up you head back to the sofa and resume hugging the cushion.

>the smell hits you again, musky but nice.

>you wrap your legs round it and pull it in close to your body.

>the cushion is quite large, you can only just about wrap your hooves around it ,but naturally Master is bigger than ponies so he needs bigger cushions that's why you use the sofa as your bed, it could fit two ponies quite comfortably.

>you think about going back to sleep hugging the cushion (which you you have now dubbed Master's arm.)

 

>but what would Master think if he say you like that.

>your face turns bright red.

“i can't let Master see me like that, i'm a grown mare.”

>you hug the cushion tighter still clinging to your dreams it's masters arm.

“Master, I love you, I’m so sorry I can't be everything you need.”

>you feel the lump rise in your throat again and you let your emotions out on the only thing that you imagine master would feel like.

“i'm sorry Master please forgive me, i'm so sorry for upsetting you, it's all my fault.”

>you pull the cushion up towards your face breathing deeply of Master's cologne dragging it through your legs and along your belly

>you pause.

>that felt good.

>you try to reposition the cushion how it was and try it again.

>pulling the cushion through your legs

>it didn't feel quite the same

>reposition, try again.  

>dragging it along your belly made you feel very good inside.

>you start to slowly rub against the cushion trying to find the sweet spot that made you feel good just now

>you don't find it until you rub the area near your vagina along the silky smooth hard edge of the cushion

the sensation making you arch your hips back slightly so you can slide along the whole length of the cushion

>you stop

“no this, this is so, w-wrong.”

>but yet. . .

 

>you start to grind again slowly so you can feel every bumb of it's hard edge

>the cushion rubs along the the lips of your vagina as you open your mouth to breath.

>you begin to pant as the edge runs along in between your lips now, teasing at the entrance

“Nnn~, ah ah.”

>you swing you hips ever so slightly faster while pulling and pushing the cushion along your lips.

“aaah~”

>a moan escapes you mouth as you pull faster

>your teeth clench and you shut your eyes tight

“nnngh.”

>you move a hoof down to and gently run it along the edges of your vagina

>it feels damp, both the cushion and your vagina

>with one hoof you keep the cushion tight  pulling it up making sure each time it reaches you face to take a deep breath of the cologne

>each time you take in that scent, you arch your hips forward and slide down it feeling as the hard edge brushes along your clitoris and starts to gently push your folds apart

“Aaaahmmmaster~”

>you can't control your words as you bring yourself faster and faster

>you begin to feel your body clench

>biting down on your lip as your lower body shakes with a feeling of bliss and release

>you can't help but shout as your body convulses multiple times and your legs go into spasm

>you bit down on the pillow breathing fast as you senses dull and our replaced completely with a feeling of satisfaction

>with your hoof, you feel a liquid cover the cushion and begin to take note of how out of breath you are

>your breathing is in raging gasps, you're sweating and your hair is a complete mess.

>you don't say anything, you slowly push the cushion off and try to get up.

>you feel a bit weak, so you head to the shower with cushion to clean up

>hopefully master won't notice the stain on the cushion