The Herd (Part 2) (DISCONTINUED)

(Rainbow Dash's PoV)

 

Nnmph, hu, gra, uhh!

Whaa... Huh, where.....

>You shake your head a bit and sit up.

Just a nightmare.

>Right, you're at Anon's.

>Looking around, you can tell you're the only one awake.

>In front of you, Anon is curled up with both Shy and Rarity.

He adjusted fast.

>You sigh and fly up to the kitchen and start rummaging through the fridge.

Nothing, crap, terrible, nothing, don't know, UGH meat...CIDER! AWW YEAH SON!

>You grab some oats and enjoy a few squats before you lay into that epic drink.

>When you're in the middle of an epic chugging contest with yourself, Anon walks in and takes a seat.

>"Hey Dash. Why are you up at this hour?"

Oh, no reason, just couldn't sleep is all. Why are YOU up?

>"I no longer require sleep."

Wait, really?

>"No, I still do. At least, I think I do. I might not."

So which is it?

>"I dunno. Sleep is pretty nice though. Plus p0ny cuddles."

 

Right, well like I said before, you better be really fuckin good to 'em.

>You get right up in his face.

Or I'll beat you into paste!

>You back off and go back to drinking his cider.

>"Now Dash, I know we got off to a bit of a rough start when I arrived, but surely you'd call me your friend by now. You were a bridesmaid at my wedding for fucks sake."

Well, can you really blame me? Most stallions treat their mares like crap, and Shy isn't exactly tough.

>"I know, I know, Equestria is full of wife beaters. Shy isn't as delicate as you'd think though."

You don't seriously expect me to believe that do you?

>"Sure, she has some problems, but I do everything I can to try to help her face those demons."

Really, like what?

>"That's a very private subject, I don't think she'd like me telling people her innermost thoughts."

Fine fine. What about your bedroom stuff, don't ya worry you might be hurting her there? Aren't you kind of taking advantage of her?

>"Not at all. Yes, she's just as submissive as you'd think, but I don't FORCE her to do anything, she knows she can back out of anything that makes her uncomfortable."

What kinds of things?

>"That's really not your business. Don't ya think?"

>You sit in slightly awkward silence for a bit until you down some more cider and ask.

 

What about this whole "letting Rarity join your herd" thing?

>"I thought we already went over this when Marshmallow did her drama show."

Not enough, I just didn't want to make a scene is all.

>"Rainbow Dash didn't want to make a scene? Truly it is the end times."

Haha, funny Anon. But seriously, I thought you didn't want a herd.

>"I didn't, but Shy was on her side, so I figured that since Rarity is one of her closest friends, I could give her a chance."

So what, if like Pinkie or AJ or somep0ny else wanted in, you'd give them a try too?

>"Hmm, miss Dash, are you flirting with me?"

WHAT? You wish you were awesome enough for this!

>You give him a hard jab in the shoulder.

>"Okay, that's getting old, if you keep hitting me, I'll hit you back."

Geez, sorry.

>"Anyway, to answer your question, maybe. But that's a big maybe.

>"While I can see myself being with Rarity, or maybe even Twilight if she calmed down about her experiments, I don't think I'd mesh too well with you, AJ, or Pinkie."'

>"Anyhow, is there any special reason you keep bringing this up?"

Nope,  just wanna make sure you know the score, you better be good to them. Don't forget that legal mumbo jumbo said it's your job to take care of them.

>"I know, I know. Rarity is a bit high strung, but I think I'll be able to do right by her too. Most mares don't seem to ask for much in relationships."

>You slam back another glass of cider and you can feel the world begin to wobble a bit.

 

I know, there's a reason I like mares more.

>You freeze up. FUCK!

>Anon just looks at you and laughs a bit.

W...WHAT?

>"Heh, the booze starting to get to ya Dash? You're being pretty open."

Look Anon, what I meant to say was that, ummm...

>"Take your time Dashie."

UGH! It's not that I don't LIKE stallions, is just that I don't wanna end up as some abused house mare.

>"So bi then?"

Y...yeah, I think. Look, keep it a secret please? I've never...done anything.

>"Ah, still figuring yourself out? Alright, my lips are sealed."

Thanks Anon. Look, I know I'm not always the nicest to you, but it's only because I worry about my friends.

>"*sigh" Your heart's in the right place, but you don't need to worry about them, I promise I won't mistreat them."

I guess, but you can't really blame me.

>"Nope."

>He stands up and offers his knuckles, which you give a bump.

>"Alright, I think our little sappy moment has dragged on long enough."

>He grabs some kind of booze from the cabinet over the fridge.

>"Let's get hammered."

Aww FUCK YEAH!

 

(Anon's PoV)

 

>An hour later, you're pretty wobbly, but Dash is completely smashed.

>"SHO THEN I KICKED HOOPSH IN THA FASHE AND HE SHUT UP FOR A WHOOOOLE WEEK!"

I knows Dash, you've told me that story a buncha times.

>Yeah, better cut her off before she reaches blackout drunk.

>After taking a moment to tidy up as best you can in your state, you pick up Dash and throw her over your shoulder to bring her downstairs.

>"Washit...huh?"

Come...come on Dash.

>"HEY ANON! WHEN DID YOU GETSH HERE?"

I live here.

>"LA LA LA LA! Heheheheh!"

Shh, your too loud. Others are sleepin.

>"AWW! COME ON ANONY! YOU'RE NOTS TIRED ALREADY ARE YA!"

SHUSH! You don't haveta yell so much. God damn!

>Suddenly, you have an idea. Not a good one, but it'll let everyone sleep.

>Instead of taking her back into the living room, you take her up to your room and set her on your bed.

>"ANON! THIS ISHN'T MA ROOM!"

It's mine.

>"HEY! WATCH IT! I'M NOT LETTING YOU HAVE NONA THISH!"

Heh....see you in the mornin bro.

>"BRO? I'M YOUR BRO?"

Uh, sure.

>"MY ANONBRO... NO! BRONONAMUSH!"

Brononymous? Sure, see ya in the mornin Rainbro.

>"SHEEE YA!"

>You shake your head as you slowly wobble your way downstairs. She's a VERY loud drunk.

>After tip toeing back to the couch, you cover up and pull your mares back against you.

>You quickly fall asleep in their warm embrace.

 

>When you awaken, Fluttershy is gone, but Rarity is still asleep and has somehow taken the place of your pillow.

>You wipe the sleep from your eyes and look around, Pinkie is still asleep, AJ is wearing earbuds and quietly bobbing her head, and Twi is trying to learn to read human again.

>Spike and Dash are probably still asleep, and Fluttershy is surely causing the smell of breakfast filling the room.

>It's quiet given your guests, but you can hear a small storm brewing outside, so you give your marshmallow pillow a peck on the cheek and lay back down to listen to the rain.

-

>A short while later, Fluttershy trots downstairs to call everyone for breakfast.

>AJ wakes up Pinkie and Twilight calls Spike from the hall, who gives you the evil eye the entire time he walks through the room.

>You stretch and wake Rarity.

>RT: Hmm? Oh *yawn* Good morning Anon! I hope you sleep as well as I did!

I did, you make a great pillow.

>She gives a small giggle as you reach down and pet her.

>You move to get up, but Shy walks over.

>FS: Umm, Anon, do you maybe know why is Dash sleeping in our bed?

>RT: In your bed? While the master of the household slept on a couch? HMPH! How crude of her.

Oh, that. She woke me up with her tossing and turning last night, and I followed her into the kitchen to see what her deal was.

 

She was already drinking, so I joined her for a bit. Turns out she's a loud drunk, so I put her up there so everyone else could still sleep.

>FS: Oh, that makes sense I guess.

Yeah, I think I got a bit onto her good side, so maybe she'll calm down a bit....she didn't puke on our bed or anything like that did she?

>FS: Umm, I didn't notice anything.

Good, good. She's probably got a killer hangover to sleep off, so let's leave her alone for now.

>You pick up the two mares.

Come on girls, let's get some food. OH! And Rarity?

>RT: Yes my darling?

We might need to talk to Spike later.

>RT: Oh...*sigh* Alright then, I suppose it needs to be done eventually.

 

>You carry your girls upstairs and you all take your seats for breakfast.

>It's a little awkward with Spike around, but he seems to share your thoughts of waiting till your alone to talk about this.

>Soon, Dash makes her way downstairs to join breakfast.

>PP: HEYA DASHIE!

>RD: GAH!!

>She covers her ears in pain.

Pinkie, please be quiet. Hey Dash, hungover?

>RD: Ugh, yeah. I don't suppose humans know a cure for it?

Lots of water and a bacon sandwich.

>TS: Why in the world would that work?

Something about hydration, carbs, and protein. Dunno if it works for herbivores.

>TS: OH! We should test it.

>RD: UGH, yeah, not gonna eat any meat.

Alright then.

>You begin loudly scratching your plate with your silverware.

>RD: AGH! Alright!

>You whip up a blt with some scrambled egg inside and set it in front of her while you get her a tall glass of water.

>She just stares at the sandwich, occasionally poking it with a hoof.

Come on Dash, don't be a wuss. Even Shy's tried it.

>RD: She has? Uhh, I'm just preparing myself is all. It'll probably taste horrible.

Think of it as medicine then. Medicine's never good....Unless you'd rather deal with that little hangover.

>Everyone watches as she lifts it and takes a small bite followed by a big sip of water.

 

>RD: Alright, there.

Need to eat the whole thing.

>RD: *groan* FIIINE.

> She scarfs down a couple of big bites, seemingly hoping to get it over with.

Careful, you don't wanna ch-

>RD: *cough* *cough*

>You rush over and slap her on the back and bring her more water.

>RD: *cough* Thanks Anon.

Welcome.

>She slows down a bit and morning conversation continues.

So, girls, not that I mind you being here or anything, but don't any of you have somewhere to be?

>RT: Oh, I think I can take a day off so we can spend some time together. Provided you don't think it too forward of course.

No, some time to learn about each other sounds like a good idea.

>Fluttershy smiles and gives a nod of approval. Spike gives you a small glare, tiny flames coming from his nostrils.

>TS: No, I usually close the library on weekends for study, nop0ny comes in much anyway.

>PP: Today is my day off!

>AJ: Ahm clear till winter wraps up ina couple weeks.

>RD: The rain's supposed to last all day, so I don't have anywhere to be.

Wait...why's it raining in winter?

>TS: It's close enough to spring that they've begun making the transition now and then. Obviously.

Obviously. Control freaks, can't even let the weather handle itself. Then again, if we could control the weather, we probably wouldn't trust it to itself either.

>You think about the natural disasters and the jobs weather control would create.

Actually, I'm pretty damn sure we wouldn't. I think we've actually started trying to science weather into being our whore.

>RT: What a vulgar way of saying it.

Heh, yeah. Anyway, since you've got nothing else to do, you're all free to stay here if you'd like. I wouldn't feel right making you trudge through the Everfree in the freezing rain.

 

>They all give you a smile and thanks before returning to their food.

>TS: Hey, Anon, can you do me a favor?

Depends on what it is.

>TS: I was hoping you'd pop into town and pick me up today's paper.

And why can't you do that?

>TS: BECAUSE that's too far for me to teleport, but not for you. Please? I like to know what's going on.

Fuck, fine.

>You concentrate and poof to the town limits, so that nobody see's you. This is a case where magic would cause you to have to explain some shit.

>Luckily it's not raining enough to bother you, so you walk to a news stand, grab Twilight's damn paper, and walk out of sight to poof back.

Here's your paper, you owe me.

>TS: Thank you Anon.

>She takes the paper and unrolls it, she's immediately caught by the headline

 

>TS: OH, listen to this! "Applewood fantasy made real, portable cannons finally invented." Full story on page 6.

>Well then.

>TS: "Portable cannons have been a common sci-fi weapons in Applewood films for years, but now, a royal weapon smith in Equestria has managed to create one of the devices."

>TS: "It's well known that the invention of the cannon almost a century ago created an intimidating force that ended rising conflicts and border disputes.

>TS: "War became an uneasy truce, which gave way to peace and understanding."

>TS: "But in recent years, tension is on the rise again, slavers on the frontiers, attacks from resource starved nations, the occasional overly agressive dragon, and of course,

 

magical threats."

>TS: "According to the inventor "These weapons are still slow, but they have more range and stopping power than a crossbow.""

>TS: "They're able to pierce most magical force fields with enough power left to cause injury, and even crack dragon scales."

>TS: "I'm certain that there's still plenty of room for improvement, and a way to make them usable for beings lacking both magic and fingers."

>TS: "The weapons are still in testing, but with any luck they can be fielded to the unicorns of the Equestrian army soon."

>TS: "Our hope is that the intimidation factor will stop the tension before it starts."

>TS: WOOOOW!

>Everyone but you and Shy begins to talk amongst themselves over this.

>After a while they notice.

>TS: Anon? You haven't said anything.

Eh.

>RT: Darling, how can you be so blasé? This is a rather big deal.

 

>RT: Yeah, nop0ny's gonna want to try to invade when they gotta face those.

>You give a sarcastic slow clap.

It's just not impressive to me, humans have had guns for like....600 something years. Give or take depending on how you define gun.

>TS: WHA- REALLY? WHY did you not mention this before?

Eh, I guess I just didn't want your first encounter with my species to be showing you how to kill stuff better. Or to be known as the a war bringer.

>TS: Did Fluttershy know?

>FS: Umm, yes. He told me a lot of stuff.

>Twilight looks at Fluttershy like she betrayed her or something.

>RD: You think you could pull one up or somethin?

>You pat her on the back.

Maybe later. At least I can be a little more open now, so that's something.

>TW: Actually, yeah, you'd be the expert then. Wha-

It's too early to need to worry. They were inevitable, and there will be rough patches, but they're only tools.

>It seems to satisfy them for now, you don't feel like getting into politics right now.

>Everyone is done with breakfast now, so you set the dishes in the sink as they all start to file out.

>Rarity approaches you as they leave.

>RT: Should we talk to Spike now?

Let's give him a little more time to calm down.

>She nods and heads upstairs to do her primping.

 

>You finish the dishes and start to make your way downstairs when Spike shows himself from right around the bend of the staircase.

>SP: Hey, I wanna talk to you bud.

Ahh, I figured you would. Would you like to wait for Rarity?

>SP: I..what? No, this is between us. You took the most beautiful creature in all the world from me!

Spike, I'm sorry, but she chose me.

>SP: SH..shut up!

There's no need to be upset, there's plenty out there. And who knows, maybe things won't work out.

>Spike doesn't really know how to operate in this kind of situation. He seems to be struggling to find what to say.

>Before he can speak, Rarity walks back down and sees Spike looking at you with an aggressive stance.

>RT: My word! What's going on here?

Spike is upset...about us.

>RT: I...I see.

>She puts on a sorry face and walks towards him.

>RT: Spikey Wikey, I'm so sorry.

>Her tone comes off as very genuine. Maybe it's best to let Rarity handle this, Spike would just see you as trying to keep her for yourself.

>SP: *sniff*

>RT: I'm sorry, but you're just....well, you're still a baby.

>SP: Only by dragon standards, I'm like, a school colt by p0ny standards.

>RT: And a very mature one at that. But it's simply something I can't do.

>SP: Maybe you could wait for me?

>RT: I'm sorry, p0nies don't live as long as dragons, so I can't just hang a decade of my life on a what may very well be a childish crush.

 

>He looks crushed. Rarity puts a hoof on his back and gives him a few pats.

>RT: Now darling, I'm sure you'll find somep0ny right for you, it's simply a matter of time.

>SP: Is there any chance, at all? *sniff* Please?

>RT: I'm sorry Spike, but no, I very much doubt it.

>SP: *sigh* I guess it wasn't meant to be. Anon, sorry I was mean.

It's alright. And hey, not all's lost. Sweetie Belle's about your age, right?

>RT: A..ANON!

>Spike actually manages a small, if halfhearted chuckle, his mood perking up ever so slightly.

Relax marshmallow, Spike's a good guy.

>You walk down stairs with the two of them in tow.

-

>Once downstairs, Spike sits a bit further off from everyone else.

>Shy surrenders your lap Rarity, to help her have at least a little bonding with a full house.

>Not that it's bad. Everyone is either reading, resting, talking, watching, playing, or listening to something.

>It's kind of sweet how easily they're amused by this stuff.

>While Spike still seems pretty down, he at least doesn't give you a constant evil eye, so that's something.

>After a while, Pinkie notices his moping.

>PP: Spiiiiiiike! You feelin alright?

>SP: Uh, just a little down, right now.

>She cracks a huge, almost jaw breaking smile.

>PP: Well you know what you need? A PAR-mmph!

>You grab her and pull her off to the side of the room.

>The others watch for a moment but soon stop.

 

Pinkie, no Spike party.

>PP: WHAT? You crazy? When somep0ny or somedragon or somehuman's feeling down, they NEED a party to pick them up, and Pinkie does the best parties.

A party isn't what he needs right now, he just needs time to himself.

>PP: Now that's silly, what can't be fixed with a party?

You remember when you told me about the Cranky incident? Well, Rarity just had to turn the poor guy down.

>Her hair deflates, even you have no idea how the fuck she does some of the shit she does.

Now don't worry too much Pinks, he just needs some time alone.

>PP: But I-

>Trust me, having his personal business dragged out for all to see will just make him feel worse.

>PP: Alrighty then Anon, no party.

>Her hair poofs back and she starts bouncing back to the couch.

>PP: But if you're wrong, it's Pinkie time!

>You shake your head and walk back over.

>Pinkie is good to her word, but takes the seat closest to Spike and strikes up several conversations with him.

>You decide to follow her example, and lean back and just talk with your mares.

>Everyone's near you, so it's nothing big. Just "What's your favorite color? What kind of music do you like?" kind of stuff with small talk thrown in.

>Just things to help the 3 of you understand the little quirks of the others.

>It's still early to really say, but you get the feeling that Rarity plays up the posh a lot more than you thought. That's fine, it'll be nice to see what she's like when she drops the act.

>After talking a while, you just lay down and listen to the patter of rain and the sounds of your friends playing before a hoof starts poking you in the side.

 

>You sit up to see it's Dash.

>RD: Hey, Anon! Ya gonna do anything but lay around today?

I don't do anything but lay around everyday, it's clearly the best use of my powers. Why? You don't do anything but lay around.

>RD: Ahh, come on, do something fun.

Eh, I guess a game would be cool. Go pick one out oh fingerless one.

>She gives you a little huff, but goes over and sorts through them. She can't read English, so she's probably just going by box art.

>RD: How about this one!

>She holds up Red Dead Redemption, interesting.

Sorry Dash, that's not really a family friendly one.

>TS: What's wrong with it?

Oh, lots of murder, robbery, war, blackmail, some rape, hostages, domestic abuse, and just a touch of bestiality and cannibalism.

>You get some looks.

Haha, relax, I'm making it sound a lot worse than it is. Just as long as you don't whine about the game horses pre industrial revolution.

>TS: You've mentioned their...use in your culture.

>FS: I umm, I think it's fine. There's one outside, he's not...very smart next to a p0ny.

>RD: Well isn't it a LITTLE offensive? What if p0nies put monkeys to work?

We....wouldn't care? We use monkeys for stuff too, like testing new medicines and stuff. I mean, AJ has a dog, and diamond dogs just gotta fuckin deal with it.

>Fluttershy cringes a little at the idea of animal testing. She hates it, but she understands it's usefulness

>AJ: He's gotta point sugarcube.

>You pop the game in and they all gather up to watch.

 

>While it starts, Twi starts to ask you stuff again. Expected.

>TS: Hey, umm, Anon? You mentioned cannibalism. Is that...normal for humans?

Absolutely not. It's reserved for backwards tribals and a special brand of crazies. The chance of disease don't help.

>TS: Oh, well, that's good. What kind of disease?

Oh, you know, whatever. Most sickness evolved to infect a single species, so it's a bad idea to start. But there's a few that you can only get that way. Like kuru.

>TS: Kuru?

Hmm, does Mad Cow disease exist here?

>Twilight shudders.

Yeah, it's kinda like that. Main signs are emotional instability, body tremors, and random fits of laughter.

>You look over at Pinkie and just stare.

Hmmmm...

>She looks confused before it sinks in.

>PP: Wha...WHAT? Anon! That's not nice.

>You can only snicker at her expense.

Sorry Pinks.

>She joins in after a moment. The other just kinda stare at the two of you.

>Guess the humor is a bit dark for their tastes.

 

>The talk ends, and the game begins.

>They have many questions about culture, society, history, politics, and of course, human world equines.

>Everyone gets a kick at them all having AJ's accent. She claims she doesn't hear it.

>You have to assure them several times the events are fiction and it was never that bad.

>Most of all though, seeing the weapons is like looking forward in time, with their existence just being made public today.

>AJ: Hey pardner, what's that green bar keeps showing up at tha bottom about?

Honer, it tracks if you're good or evil.

>TS: Oh? You can choose?

Kinda, when missions force you to do bad, it ignores it. Unless you go around shooting innocents and domestic animals, you'll pretty much automatically be good.

>TS: Still, it's kinda neat, right?

Eh, it's all minor pseudo-choices that don't change anything except how much people like you. But some games are completely different based on what you do.

>Soon, a couple hours have passed, and you're getting ready to quit, they look about ready to do their own shit again too.

>PP: HEY! A strangerrrr! STRANGERS ARE JUST FRIENDS YOU HAVEN'T MET YET!

>You look, sure enough, there's one.

>Fuck, that one.

Eh, later. I'm about ready to stop playing.

>RT: Oh come now, it's well made and interesting if nothing else.

>They push you to do it, fuck.

 

>"This is Lucy. This is Jeb's girl."

>A black hole could not consume all this spaghetti.

>The whole ride back, the room snickers.

>When it ends, Dash is the first to speak.

>RD: *snicker* HAHAHA! Guess you know that feeling, eh Anon?

Hahaha. Funny Dash. You do realize you just said you're animals?

>RD: Fuck, but it's obvious mares are just better than girl monkeys! Hahaha!

I won't disagree with you there. Just as men beat a stallion any day.

>RD: At least we waited till you weren't dumb apes anymore. HA!

Oh Dash, implying some p0nies don't do that shit.

-

>Everyone has their laugh and calms down, but it seems Dash doesn't exactly know when to stop.

>RD: Hey Anon, did you mean to summon a mare before? Or was it a stallion on purpose?

Dash.

>You shoot a wild horse in the head, dropping it instantly.

>"I can blame my childhood for only so long."

>You proceed to skin it while making eye contact with Dash and trying to give a warm smile.

Joke's over, move on.

>That was enough to shut her up. And everyone else.

>RT: Umm, darling? They're not really raised for food. Are they?

Ugh, no. Most would refer to that as an act of desperation. Humans fucking love horses, dead horses make us feel bad. Even John hates it, and he don't give a shit about life.

>RD: Ugh, still, how do we know you won't try.

>You just give her a "seriously?" look, and she drops her ears apologetically.

>TS: Rainbow, in their defense, griffons used to kidnap p0nies for food all the time when we were enemies. Dragons still do sometimes.

>Fluttershy shrinks into you a little bit.

Well thanks Twi, I didn't expect you of all people to defend me.

>TS: You're welcome Anon. Wait, what's that supposed to mean?

 

-

 

>Much of the day passes by without incident, mostly just more games, a small Pinkie party, some drinking, story swapping, and so on.

>All in all, a good time.

>After a good shower, you take some time with Rarity dolling up Shy a bit, and giving them both a massage.

>While last night was alright, you decide to sleep in your own bed tonight.

>As you climb into bed, you notice Rarity walking out.

Rarity, you're welcome to sleep here if you want.

>RT: Oh! Oh my, wouldn't that be rather fast of us?

Nah, I promise I won't try ANYTHING until we're ready.

>Shy gives an affirming nod.

>RT: Sorry darling but I...I umm, hmm. Alright then, I have something I have to take care of, but do save me some blanket.

>RT: Perhaps you could use the alone time to share an...intimate moment?

>She walks out with a minor sway as you lay down to rest.

-

(Rarity PoV)

-

>You're not sure how to feel about that. It seems a little forward. But maybe he just likes being near you?

>EEEEE! You can only hope.

>As you walk into the living room, you see Spike watching the stairs and the girls already working on their reports to the princesses.

>You should do so as well.

>Without saying anything to the girls, you take pick a quiet spot in the corner to write out the most important of your spy reports.

 

>"Dear Princess Celestia"

>"As I'm sure you're already aware, Anonymous has allowed me the opportunity to join his herd on a trial basis."

>"I've given it much though, and In light of this development, I feel I must withdraw from my post as a royal spy."

>"While I fear this may upset you, I feel it simply wouldn't be right to abuse the trust he's placing in me, and I simply can not pass up my chance at a decent stallion, or man."

>"Rest assured however, I shall keep your doings secret, and should he engage in the sort of cross action you fear, I will still report it."

>"I will also mention, that should our union fail, I still have no intent of returning to the position of spy."

>"I thank you for your understanding, and wish you all the best."

>"Signed - Lady Rarity, element of generosity."

-

>With that signed, you give it to Spike to send, several of the girls are doing the same, Twilight especially has a full journal of notes.

>There's a bit of worry your letter may have been too blunt or too short, but you feel you properly conveyed your message.

>You spend a little time socializing with the girls in case Anon took your suggestion.

>When you're certain Anon would have finished, you walk up to Anon's room and put your ear to the door.

>Once you're sure they're not busy, you walk in and cuddle up to your man, and your closest friend in all the world.

 

 

(Celestia's PoV)

-

>You've just received tonight's batch of spy reports, and begin sifting through them.

>For some reason, many seem to mention some kind of strange obsession with humans riding on their backs.

>Far more pressing however, there's a lot of mention of human weapons that completely trump your new portable cannons in every conceivable way, a very frightening prospect.

>This inter-dimensional summoning business just became a lot more dangerous.

>Continuing on, you find that Rarity only sent a single letter tonight.

>She's usually picks her words carefully though, so it may be very important.

>You open the seal and begin reading.

.....

>You read it again and a third time just to be sure.

Quit? This certainly complicates things....

>Practice lets you hide it to save face, but you're furious inside. You'll need to do some thinking, maybe talk to an adviser or two.

>Equestria's safety just took a hit. The other 4 will need to work harder to pull her slack now.

>But if you're smart, maybe you can turn this into a win.

 

 

(Anon's PoV)

>You wake up early, and after carefully getting up so as not to wake your sleeping mares, make your way downstairs.

>AJ is in the kitchen cooking, and by the looks of things, doing a pretty damn good job.

Heya AJ, what's up.

>"Well howdy Anon, ah woke up first, so ah figured ah'd handle breakfast. What's got you up an about so early sugarcube?"

Oh, nothing really, just got up early is all. Anyone else up?

>"Nah, everyp0ny else is still asleep. What about your girls up there?"

Nah, they're still out cold.

>"Well ah don't know how Rarity changed your mind, but them 2 are some lucky mares."

Thanks AJ.

>"But they're also real delicate, ah've heard of some nice guys gettin pretty nasty when they went and got a herd. Probly cause the mares are kinda trapped there."

Applejack, I've been over this with Dash no less than a dozen times. I'm not going to turn abusive or any of that crap.

>"Alright pardner, you've been a good 'nough friend since ah've known ya. So ah'll trust ya."

Thanks. And I'm sure they thank you for your concern.

>You notice that she's only cooking vegetarian, so you step over to pull some bacon from the fridge and set it on the counter.

>"Uh, sorry pardner, closest ah ever came ta meat was feedin Winonna. Ah don't know how ta cook it."

Ah, thanks anyway, I can handle it when you're done with the stove.

>The two of you continue to chat about random things.

>AJ may not be the most interesting p0ny, but she's certainly down to earth and sensible enough... when she's not being stubborn that is.

 

>After she finishes, you go about cooking the bacon.

>While she seems a little put off by the smell, she still seems a tad curious and watches how you do it.

>You and AJ continue small talk while you eat. Nothing big, just what's been going on, part of the plans for the upcoming spring, and how her family's been.

>Around half way through your meal, the others start to file in bit by bit, with Dash coming in last.

>Soon, it's gone from small talk, to a room booming with chatter and laughter.

>When everyone finishes up, everyone gets ready to leave except AJ who's still got nothing to do till spring.

>Seeing all the others go however, she decides to get out of your hair too.

>As they're leaving, you pull Rarity to the side.

Hey, umm Rarity?

>RT: Yes darling?

>She gives you the bedroom eyes.

Well, since we didn't get much alone time yesterday, I was thinking maybe we could go on a proper date, just you and me. Tomorrow maybe?

>RT: Why Anon, or course! would around 6 P.M work for you?

Sure. You know the town scene a lot better so...you decide. I'm just going to assume formal wear.

>RT: *giggle* Alright Anon, I'll see you then.

>The door closes, leaving just you and Fluttershy.

>You spend most of it just relaxing, as well as pampering her. In bed that night, you make it all about her, a bit to her protest.

>It's simply the principle, you want her to know that just because she's not the only mare in your life now, she's no less important than before.

 

-

 

>The next day passes in peace till the afternoon.

>You get a shower, shave, and all the works.

>Though Rarity is into high class, you know that P0nyville only has so many places that you could call fancy.

>In that light, you decide dress shoes, slacks, and a dress shirt are enough.

>Fluttershy nit picks over the details of everything, it seems she wants this to go well too.

>When you're done, you start to head out, the

>You open the door and.

>RT: Oh, Anon!

Wha! Oh, Rarity, I was just coming to get you.

>RT: My, how chivalrous. I see you're already dressed so we have some time. May I come in?

Sure thing Rarity.

>She steps in and closes the door, and you look her over. While her clothes she's wearing are still a pretty fancy by p0ny standards, they're a bit on the simple side by her own.

>She's also sporting some rather shiny horseshoes, you think they might be silver.

>The two of you step back into the living room. Fluttershy is in here, picking out a movie, she turns her head and sees you.

>FS: Oh, Master! I thought you already left did you forget something?

>She turns around to talk before she sees Rarity.

>FS: I uhh, sorry Mas- Anon, I know you wanted me to not call you that when...company....

It's alright, she was going to find out about it anyway, you don't need to censor yourself around her.

>Shy gives a small but apologetic nod.

>FS: Yes Master.

>Rarity looks shocked, you simply go sit on the couch and beckon both over.

>Fluttershy promptly takes her place on your lap, but Rarity hesitates.

Come over Marshmallow, I can explain.

>She nods and makes her way over.

Now what's the problem? You already knew about this, you saw the movies.

 

>RT: My, I just didn't know you did it outside of...outside of the bedroom. How serious is it?

>Shy looks up to you, and you give a slight nod.

>FS: I'm Master's slave, he can do whatever he wants with me.

>She shakes her head a bit, seems that wasn't enough for her.

>RT: You're not...forcing her into do this are you?

What? Of course not, Shy wanted this.

>FS: It makes Master happy, and that makes me happy.

And it's her fetish.

>FS: *eep* And, yes, that too.....

>RT: Oh, well, I apologize for making such crude accusations against you, as long as you treat her well I don't see anything wrong with it.

>You put your hand on Shy's head and she gives Rarity a warm, genuine smile.

>FS: Don't worry Rarity, he's a little strict but not too rough, and very nice.

Shy, dear, please go get us some tea.

>She jumps down and gives a small bow and smile.

>FS: Yes Master.

>She trots away with her tail held a little high.

>You look at Rarity who's beet red.

>RT: Was she wearing a-

Yes, she usually does. I ordered it. It's bad form to leave plot holes unfilled.

>She gives you an unamused look.

Yeah, I know. That joke was terrible.

 

>RT: Anyway...I know being a herd mare requires a certain level of submission, but...you're surely not expecting this of me are you?

Only if that's your thing. If we go forward with this whole herd thing, it means we have to get comfortable with each others sexualities.

Slavish just happens to be how she is.

>You put an arm around her.

But don't worry, you won't be pushed to do anything you're too uncomfortable with. I might test limits, but I won't ignore them.

>She gives a nod and smile, this answer seeming to satisfy her.

>RT: If I may be so bold, how did it get like this?

Oh, well. At first it started normally, one day she admits she liked when I dominated her, and she just got more submissive from there as time went on.

>RT: Fluttershy wasn't really clear before, how serious is it?

Well, she generally leaves most things up to me, but she's still free to voice opinions, concerns, criticism, and all that. She usually doesn't, but she can.

Otherwise, she sets her limits, and I can do what I want, when I want within them. I may push those limits sometimes though. So, like a 24/7 slave.

>RD: Hmm. Very well, you've been with her long enough, I'm sure you know what you're doing.

It's more of a learn as you go thing, but yeah. She's given me a lot of control, and I don't intend to abuse that.

ANYWAY, while it's probably better we got THIS out of the way sooner than later, It's kinda inappropriate for not even having been on one date yet.

>RT: Indeed, it's a rather vulgar topic for being this early in the relationship.

And I assume I can trust you not to go telling anyone about it? I'm sure you've noticed I'd rather it was kept private.

>RT: Of course darling, I'd hate to embarrass the two of you like that.

 

>Soon after you finish your chat, Fluttershy makes her way back into the room with a tray on her back.

>She places it on the table, and goes to pour your a cup, but you start doing it first.

>FS: Oh, umm, anything else Master?

>You smile and pat the spot beside you.

Nothing now Shy, thanks.

>She smiles and jumps up onto the couch with you.

>You make both her and Rarity a cup of tea before you go back to what you were doing.

>RT: Thank you darling.

>FS: Thank you Master!

So Rarity, why did you come all the way out here?

>RT: I was simply coming to get you. Isn't that obvious?

Yeah, I meant...forget it, I'll just chock it up to cultural difference. Usually it's the man who picks up the woman.

>RT: Really? Actually, I don't believe you've told me, what's the gender ratio of humans?

Uhh, like, 50/50, give or take 10%.

>RT: REALLY?! How strange! How do things work when neither gender is "disposable" as some especially rude stallions put it?

Extremely complex. Really, it could take hours to explain and I'd still be wrong. I'll talk about it some other time.

>You look up at the clock.

For now, it's about time to go.

>RT: Fair enough, right behind you darling.

>You quickly finish your tea and get ready to leave.

>FS: Umm, Master? Before you go, is there anything you need me to do while you're gone?

Hmm, not really. Just get some extra magic practice in after your movie, I should be back before midnight.

>She gives a smile and nod.

>FS: Yes Master, I'll see you then.

>You bend down and give her a big hug and kiss.

>Rarity smiles and gives a small giggle at your display.

>RT: Please excuse me while I run to the little mares room.

 

(Rarity's PoV)

>You make your way up to the bathroom to, handle things.

>There's a strange smell, but you ignore it and take care of your business, then start checking yourself in the mirror.

>A slave? Really? Unbelievable. You knew they played at it, but not that it was a lifestyle for them.

>Still, he seems to treat her well, and she doesn't have any injuries.

>It's honestly not surprising she ended up like that, so it's good she found a guy who doesn't beat her for every perceived slight.

Hmm, and she does seem happy.

>You nod to yourself and go back to primping.

Makeup, gorgeous. Lashes, sexy. Mane, perfect.

>Honestly, you wore less makeup than normal, but on the rare occasions Fluttershy wore it, he had her wear very little. So you toned it down a little, hopefully he likes it.

>As you make sure things are in order, you keep noticing that smell.

>Looking around, you find it's coming from a rag in the laundry hamper.

>You levitate it to your snout.

*sniff* *sniff*

Is that?

>You part your lips just a bit to get the full scent.

...cum?

>And it's heavy with the scent, heavy enough to fill the room.

>You think back to the first day you were spying.

>The sight, the smell, having his seed inside you, the......taste!

>So strong, masculine.

>You shake your head and swallow the sudden mouthful of spit you find yourself with.

 

Oooooh!

>You're just...moist now, but what to do....

>Suddenly, inspiration. You can mark yourself, a little thing to say you're HIS. He's a rather kinky gentlecolt, so he might like that if he notices.

>After wetting the rag slightly so it will wipe on, you start dabbing it on.

>A little on your haunches, a dab behind the ears, a little on the inner curls of your mane and tail.

>Last but not least, you lift your dress, wink as wide as you can, and wipe the rag down your ring and flower.

>You toss the rag back in the hamper and look yourself over.

Just one thing..

>You grab the pull of your beads and give a slight tug to shift their position for comfort, then put your dress back down.

Perfect. An elegant yet casual lady...with a dirty underside!

>With that done, you wash your hooves and trot downstairs to join Anon, or maybe your future...Master.

Hehe, how funny. But one never knows.

>When you get downstairs, he's sitting on the couch reading, Fluttershy is laying across his lap with a dopey smile on her face as he idly pets her.

>A: Hey Rarity, you ready to go?

Ah, yes darling. Though I feel a little bad for breaking up such a sweet scene.

>He moves Fluttershy from his lap and the two of you head out.

>Fluttershy walks with the two of you to the door.

>Before he walks out, he bends down and gives her another hug.

>A: Alright, see you soon Shy, be good. Love you.

>FS: *Squee* Love you too Master. Bye.

>The massive door slams shut and you hear the thunk of its lock.

>A: Come on Marshmallow. Let's get going.

 

>You start walking down the path, but Anon instead heads around the side. You're quick to notice and follow.

>He heads around to the stable on the side of the tower.

Anon, why are we here?

>A: Well, it wouldn't be right making you walk all that way in the cold again, and you can't enjoy a peaceful trip with teleporting. I don't suppose you're opposed to riding?

No. I mean it's a touch strange, but they're just animals.

>While Anon gets some riding gear, the stallions takes a step towards you and starts sniffing you.

Ugh, his breath is terrible Anon.

>He then parts his lips to test the air.

>Oh no, PLEAAAASE no.

>However, instead of nipping at you again, he gives a sort of frustrated grunt and ignores you.

*Sigh* Thank goodness.

>A: What's that Rarity?

Huh? Oh, I was worried he would...try something again. Has Fluttershy ever had a problem with that?

>A: Nah. Maybe it's the lack of heat, maybe it's her animal talking thing, maybe he can smell that she's taken.

>That could explain the change in behavior. Perhaps he smells Anon's....glorious seed on you. He knows you're ANON'S mare.

>You take a moment to shake your head and clear your thoughts. You're worrying about proving a point to an animal.

>Granted you'll need to learn a good bit about animals to share a home with Fluttershy, but still.

>Suddenly, you're broken from your line of thought as Anon picks you up and sets you on the horses saddle.

>He mounts as well, sitting behind you and taking the reins before giving some kind of cue for the creature to move.

 

>As the horse starts walking down the path, you decide to push the mild strangeness from your head and just enjoy the ride.

>This is just normal for humans after all.

>Neither of you talk, instead, you just look at the stars.

>However, it's still winter, and you're soon shivering.

>Anon notices, and takes the reigns in one hand and wraps the other around you, holding you into his chest for warmth.

>He looks down at you and gives a smile that could melt the snow around you before he goes back to guiding.

>You opt to simply enjoy the ride and the warmth in silence.

>Occasionally, he lifts his hand from his chest and scratches your ears.

>It's wonderfully romantic in a way, but all too soon, it ends.

>He stops the horse at the edge of P0nyville and dismounts.

>A: Milady.

>You let out a small giggle and extend a hoof, he instead grabs you around the chest and gently sets you on the ground.

>He pulls out a sugar cube to reward the creature for his effort, which he eagerly eats.

>Then with a snap of his fingers, the horse is gone, presumably back to the stable.

 

>A: Well Marshmallow, you know the scene here better than me. Lead on.

>You let out a small giggle and start walking.

>After some consideration, you decide on the local outdoor cafe.

>Plus, the place offered meat on the menu, making it popular with other species passing through town.

>It's no Prench restaurant, but it's still a nice place.

>Along the way, a few ponies seem to vaguely notice your new scent, one stallion even parts his lips to test the air. Luckily, none of them seem to realize the source.

>You'd be embarrassed if Anon wasn't such a catch.

>Anon himself gets a few lusty looks from mares, but most have long given up. You're a tad worried you may break that peace tonight.

>But...Anon's probably considered that too. So this is all the more flattering.

>Finally you arrive, and your waiter leads you to your table.

>You go to take your seat, but Anon beats you to it, pulling it out for you and motioning you to sit.

Thank you darling, such a polite gentleco...gentleMAN.

>He heads to take his own seat, so you decide to return the gesture, and move his seat for him.

>Right as he's turning to sit down.

>The shift makes him loose his balance and fall to the floor with a thud.

>The whole cafe looks at him, there are a few snickers, a few mares look embarrassed for him, and one stallion at the next table openly laughs at him.

>He rises up with a slightly annoyed embarrassed look and brushes himself off and takes his seat as the laughter dies down.

S..sorry Anon, I was only trying to get your seat for you.

>A: It's alright Marshmallow, you didn't hurt anything.

>He's still using your pet name, so that's probably a good sign.

 

>A waiter soon comes over to take your orders.

>You go for a salad, some pasta, and a couple of lemon bars.

>Anon ordered some baked fish they had on the menu, some sauteed mushrooms, and the banana bread.

>The stallion from before hears this.

>"Heh! A monkey ordering bananas? What a surprise!"

>A: *sigh*

>You shoot the stallion a glare, but Anon seems to otherwise ignore it.

>W: And what would the two of you like for drinks?

I would like some the herbal tea.

>A: The pumpkin coffee please.

>The waiter nods and leaves the two of you to talk.

>It's mostly just small talk, but you drop plenty of flirts, and a couple of innuendos into the chat.

>Anon does the same, and a few p0nies seem to notice.

>Your food soon arrives, and you start eating your pasta. When you pull your snout from the plate however, you see Anon's not eating, just drinking his coffee

Is there something wrong with the food Anon?

>He grabs a napkin and reaches over to you, wiping the sauce from your face.

>You feel a little embarrassed at your boorish behavior.

>A: No, no. There's just no fork or knife.

Waiter, some silverware for my date please!

 

>Anon gives you a VERY annoyed look.

>It doesn't take long to register why.

>"Anon's dating Rarity?" "I thought he didn't want a herd." "Did something happen to Fluttershy?"

I'm REALLLLY sorry Anon. Darling?

>He leans in to whisper a bit.

>A: *sigh* I'd have preferred if they didn't know for a little, but I knew this would happen when I agreed to give you a shot.

>He leans back, petting your head as he goes.

>A: Don't worry too much about it.

>Heavens, you're just botching this every step of the way, aren't you.

>The waiter soon returns with Anon's utensils, and leaves after ensuring the two of you need nothing else.

>While Anon starts to eat, you notice a few mares around chatter a bit, occasionally looking at the two of you and giggling.

>The few stallions around give him an angry look now and then, except the confrontational one from before who gives a near constant hateful stare.

>Anon starts eating trying to ignore that talking around him.

>You notice his manners are a lot more refined here than the "dig in" type he uses at home, it looks a lot cleaner than the normal pony style.

>You imitate him somewhat, pulling your bites up with magic instead of burying your snout in it. It's a good bit cleaner.

>Unfortunately, the two of you talk very little. Anon says he doesn't fancy personal chats when everyp0ny's watching him.

>Finally, you both finish your meals and Anon insists on picking up the bill, and leaves a rather generous tip for the waiter.

 

>You quietly follow Anon as he walks through town.

>Tonight's gone terribly for him, so you're sure he's walking you home.

>However, you find yourself in the park. Anon pats your head and starts walking the paths with you following.

>It's really quite lovely, if a bit hard because of the beads, but you decide to strike up a conversation.

So, Anonymous.

>A: Yeah Marshmallow?

Heh. So, how was the food.

>A: It was nice, you have good taste.

Of course darling, but I'm glad you think so. You really must get out more.

>A: Yeah, I know. Thanks for looking out for me.

Looking out for you?

>A: Of course, I know me and Shy hardly leave the house. Having a socialite like you dragging us out just might be enough to keep us from going full hermit.

>A: Hmm, maybe I should join you and Shy at the spa next time, see how we work as a group.

I...really? I was worried you wouldn't want to keep me after tonight.

>A: You mean the little mistakes, right? I said don't worry about it.

>He leans down and gives you a small peck on the lips.

*squee* Haha!

>A: I know you were only trying to do things right. You didn't hurt anything though, so it's fine.

What about the part where I blurted out we were on a date?

>No, bad Rarity, stupid. You just got out of a hole, don't dig a new one.

They were gonna find out eventually, I'll deal with it.

 

>"HEY! YOU!"

>You both turn your heads to see the stallion from the cafe behind you.

>"Who the fuck do you think you are? Huh?"

>A: Anon, I'm pretty sure. Why?

>"Haha, very funny monkey!"

>A: Humans are apes, not monkeys. If you're going to insult me, do it right.

>"Don't get smart with me. I knew it was only a matter of time before you started going after our mares."

>A: And who else does this "our" include?

>"The stallions of P0nyville. Most of us can barely get somep0ny in our herds because of you. The mares finally calm down about you, and you rile them right back up."

>A: Well, don't worry, I don't intend to make it a big one.

>"You don't deserve one at all, you're just a chimp. A stupid animal."

>A: Chimps are actually very smart animals.

>"Do I look like I care? You watch yourself, the mares here belong to the stallions, not to some smelly, shit flinging ape."

>A: Hmm, with attitudes like that, I have a better idea of why most of you can't get mares to join.

>"Screw you, they should be happy a stallion even takes an interest, because usually only the best get anything more than an occasional fuck."

>A: Lovely, I'm sure you were quite the hit with the ladies before I came along.

>"And what about you? How many mares wanted you before that book? 2? 3?

>A: Something like that.

>"Exactly, they don't want you, they just want a rutting. You're just a toy ape to a bunch of nag whores."

>A: Or maybe, they just want someone who'll show a little attention and affection more than they want sex.

 

>"And who are yo-

Now stop right there you uncouth barbarian! Have you considered that maybe if you treated mares like they were ladies instead of property, they might want to be with you?

>He looks furious.

>A: She's right, if you acted like a decent person, you'd probably be crawling in mares. Like....Big Mac would probably have plenty if he bothered to try.

>He takes an aggressive stance and looks Anon right in the eyes.

>A: Haha, funny.

>He takes a few steps forward and puffs his chest out a little to emphasize his height.

>A: I don't think that's a very good idea.

>He quickly backs down.

>"Fine, you're only taking a dolled up slut anyway. I can SMELL the whore on her."

Hmmph! Well I never.

>You did wipe cum on your fur though. Oh well.

>He storms off, leaving you alone with Anon.

Like I said, some especially rude stallions believe mares are disposable, very few are as bad as him, but....

>A: Yeah. Come on Marshmallow. Let's not let him ruin the rest of our night.

>He leads you to a bench, and lays down and lays you on his chest.

>The two of you chat and look at the stars for what must have been a few hours at least while he pets and scratches you.

>All too soon however, he indicates it's time to go.

>He lifts you up and rises, this time opting to carry you home.

>You can do little but blush and smile as he holds you in his arms the whole walk home.

 

>After you arrive, Anon see's you in, gives you another peck on the lips, and starts to leave.

Anon? Surely you aren't going already? Please stay a while. I made some lovely clothes for you the other day.

>A: Thanks Rarity, it's always nice to see your work.

>He steps inside and takes a seat as you walk into the back room to grab some spring clothes you'd made for him recently.

>It's only some fresh spring wear, but it's enough for him to be here.

>You gather it up and take it to Anon, who's still sitting patiently.

Alright darling, try these on.

>He nods and chooses a shirt and strips his old one. You catch a brief look at the muscle of his chest before he puts the new shirt on.

>A: So? How's it look?

Oh dear, that will simply never do.

>A: Huh? What's wrong?

Dreadful, I made a....mistake with my sewing, I simply can't let you wear that.

>He sits down and begins checking himself.

>A: Where? I'm not seeing it.

>You jump into his lap and put a hoof to his stomach.

Riiiiiiiight.

>You trace your hoof up to his chest while leaning in.

>When you're up to his neck, you place both hooves up on his shoulders and quickly look up to get a real kiss.

HERE!

 

>A: AH! FUCK!

>You tumble from his lap as he stands.

>He's rubbing his eye.

>No no no no no!

>A: Ugh, fuck that horn man!

ANON! Are you all right? I'm sorry!

>A: Uh, yeah, I'm fine. Well, I'm not sure if I can be "hurt" hurt, but fuck it hurts.

>He waves his hand in front of his face.

>A: Well, I'm not blind at least.

I'm DREAAAADFULLY sorry Anon, I truly am. If there's anything I can do.

>A: You could get me an ice pack.

Of course.

>You quickly run to the kitchen and prepare one for him.

>Returning, he sets it in his eye and slumps, his head almost looking straight up.

>A: Rarity, what were you doing?

Darling, I was only trying to steal a kiss. I didn't mean to hurt you.

>A: You're not a very patient pony, are you?

What? Of course I am!

>He lifts his head a bit and gives you a devious smirk.

>A: I'm calling you out. I bet it's all you can do just to not jump up here and try to get me to rut you.

 

>You shift your weight a little. What's he doing?

Of course not, how vulgar. Why? W..was that something you wanted?

>He reaches down and pulls you close, your side of your face now pressed against his stomach.

>He just starts scratching your ears while humming. Your face is on fire and you can feel the outline of his manhood.

I...I'm not some trollop....

>Wait, you see his game. You'll just go with it.

But I've embarrassed you soooo badly tonight, I suppose I do owe it to you.

>Using your magic, you unzip his pants and pull his boxers, allowing his manhood to hang out.

>You also strip your dress just in case, to prevent any stains.

Now, Anon, darling. What do I owe you?

>A: Heh, you said yourself you owe me. So this is all about me. Besides, it's a little early to ruin you for stallions.

Very well Anon. It is only fair.

>You take his member into his mouth and start working while keeping eye contact.

>The shaft, the head, the slit. Everything gets your attention.

>In the spot under the head and foreskin, you notice his taste changes.

>It takes you minute to figure out why, but then it hits you, this could be Fluttershy's taste.

>For all you know, he could have put her through the ringer today like it was nothing.

>You double your efforts. He could keep even a very large herd sexually satisfied, and you aim to prove you can keep up.

 

>After a few minutes of working him, you close your eyes and focus on the task at hoof, savoring the taste, feel and smell.

>He puts his hands on your head and begins the guiding and rewarding he'd used on Fluttershy.

>Faster, slower, more suction, less, tongue. And your efforts are reward with pats, pets, tugs, and scratches.

>When you reach what must be at least half way, he starts tapping your horn.

>You flow just enough magic through it to get the feelings going, but he stops touching it.

>You open your eyes to see him staring right into your eyes. Before mimicking the question on your mind.

>A: So, why'd you stop?

>Oh, that's why. You begin working him again and he guides you with one hand while playing with your horn with the other.

>He alternates between stroking it, squeezing it, dancing his fingers across, or tracing the groove. Occasionally, he gives it a slightly painful tug to signal you've stopped.

>You can feel magic sparking from it constantly, but every time you get close, he stops. It's like he's TRYING to drive you mad.

>Finally, it happens. He takes his hands off your head and speaks up.

>A: Hey Marshmallow, you might wanna pull off if you don't want a mouth full of spunk.

>You ignore him and switch to shallow strokes until you feel him twitching.

>Pulling away until only the tip is inside, you wait on your treat.

>Several bursts of sticky cream shoot into your mouth. While the volume isn't quite what you'd hoped for, the strong taste makes up for it.

>After a moment of suckling to ensure you didn't loose any, you pull off, give the head a small kiss, and begin swirling the seed around your mouth.

 

>After a moment, you notice Anon is looking at you with a smirk.

>A: Well, well Rarity, I didn't realize you were THAT kind of girl.

>With a loud gulp, you swallow, and put on your insulted face.

Well! I assure you that I only did such a thing because I was obligated.

>You magic over a rag and pretend to wipe your mouth, and discreetly pop a few of the beads from your rear.

>After giving an annoyed huff, you turn around and start to strut away, tail held high. And giving him a wink or two.

>Taking only a few steps, you clamp your tail down and fien embarrassment.

Oh dear, you weren't supposed to know about that.

>A: Haha, how long have you been wearing those?

>His tone seems to say he gets that you're not really embarrassed, but he plays along with it anyway.

A..all day.

>A: No, you wear handle them too easily for one day.

>You suddenly feel a slight tugging, looking back, he's taken hold of the pull string. You didn't expect he'd be that forward.

>A: How long?

A..about a week.

>A: A week? And how often do you wear them in public?

I...uh...

>He gives the string a slight tug, you feel the beads shift, but none pull out.

 

>A: How often Marshmallow?

Uhh, almost....almost always.

>A hand grabs right bellow your haunch, and you feel his thumb on your slit.

>A: My now, aren't you just the naughtiest little pony.

N..now that's not a polite thing to say...

>His thumb starts slowly rubbing you up and down.

>A: But it's true. Only a very dirty p0ny would walk around in public with something shoved up her plot.

*gasp* You might be...right about that. But I made sure *ahh!* nopo-nobody could tell.

>His thumb dips into your folds just slightly.

>A: Of course I'm right. But when a pony is naughty, she needs to be punished.

W...why should you..*ahh* get to decide if...if I should be punished?

>He raises his hand and brings it down hard on your flank. You tense, squeezing the beads tightly, in this moment, he finally chooses to pop one out.

AHHH!

>At this point, you're winking pretty fast in the throws of orgasm.

>A: Because I'm the alpha. That's the way it works, right?

Yes. *moan* Yes sir, that...that's how it works.

>Another slap, except this time he rakes his fingers across your flank on his return. There's a slight shiver, but you feel so helpless right now, and he seems so...dominant.

>A: And isn't it the alpha's job to make sure his herd stays orderly?

Yeah...yes sir...*ahh*...just....just be *uhh* gentle.

>Another slap, more clawing, you're now on the very cusp of maregasm, but he stops.

 

>A: Now, isn't it up to me to decide how serious discipline should be?

..............

>Slap, rake, clit rub.

>A: Well?

Y...YES SIR! *UNF* BREAK ME DOWN IN FRONT OF THE WHOLE TOWN *AHH!* IF YOU NEED TO! I'M YOUR MARE!

>A: You really are a kinky one. Aren't you?

Yes....yes sir!

>Another slap, a rake, but this time he plunges a few fingers in and works your g-spot while thumbing your clit.

>With the other hand, he begins pulling the beads out in rapid succession.

>You fall from heights you never knew existed, leaving a sizable pool of fluid on the floor as your legs threaten to fall from under you.

>When you come to from you daze, Anon is wiping you down and seems to have already wiped up the puddle.

A...Anon? Darling?

>A: Oh, Rarity, waking up are we?

Anon, that was incredible.

>A: Heh, thanks, glad you had fun.

I did....Anon? I'm tired.

>He wordlessly lifts you up and carries you to your bed and covers you up before giving you a kiss on the cheek.

>A: I'll see you later Marshmallow.

Anon....you....you tasted good...

>The last thing you see is him giving you a smile as he walks out. Your eyes close and you drift to sleep.

 

 

(Anon's PoV)

-

>That was fun, Rarity may have made a few mistakes, but she's still got a pretty good taste.

>And she's a LOT kinkier than you thought. "Punish me in front of the whole town!"? NOT what you were expecting, but certainly a plus.

>You shake your head and start the walk home.

>The streets are pretty dead, so you don't get any looks. Still, the harassment will probably start picking up again soon.

I REALLY hope this is worth it.

>Finally arriving home, you make your way to the living room where Fluttershy is waiting.

>FS: OH! Welcome home Master! *squee*!

>You grab her and toss her up a little before catching her in a tight hug.

Heya Shy. Anything interesting happen while I was gone?

>FS: No Master, everything was pretty normal. How did things go with Rarity?

A nice dinner, a little embarrassment on, a run in with an especially crude stallion, some time under the stars.

Then she accidentally poked me in the eye and gave me a BJ, I rubbed her off in return.

>FS: Oh. Master? Don't you think it's kind of early for that?

Maybe, she poked my eye trying to steal a kiss, started playing chicken to proved she wasn't patient. And I did. Didn't do anything else though, in case things don't work out.

 

You're still alright with being in a herd, right?

>FS: Of course Master. I just hope you know what you're doing.

>You give her a smile.

Alright, thanks for looking out...

>FS: So, umm, what was she like?

Pretty good, but you've has a lot more practice one me. Also, did you know she's into exhibitionism?

She's been wearing beads for a week straight and said I could "discipline" her in public.

>FS: Oh my, I'd have never guessed.

Yeah, for someone so clean, she's pretty dirty. ANYWAY, it's getting pretty late, we'll over things in the morning.

>After giving your pone a nice, almost crushing bear hug, you carry her upstairs and get ready for bed.

 

-

 

>Rarity visits at least once a day, and you drop by the botique the one time you're in town. You make sure to subtly tease her for wearing beads while you're there.

>The rest of the week passes, and the girls spa day has come again.

>You don't bother putting on anything fancy since you'll just be taking it off. Taking a final moment to head up and make sure you don't look like a slob, Shy calls from downstairs.

>"MASTER! PLEASE HURRY OR WE'RE GOING TO BE LATE!

>Finishing up, you make your way down and look Shy over.

>Looks fine, lively, happy, horn hidden. You check under her tail to find nothing.

>A small touch reveals she's wearing beads on which you'd simply made the pull string invisible just for such close contact areas like the spa.

>Satisfied, you give her a pat on the head and beckon her to follow as you head out.

Come on Shy, let's get going, don't wanna piss Rarity off too much.

>"Oh, okay Master!"

And Shy, please remember not to call me Master in public.

>"Oh, right. Sorry Anon. Heh."

>You head out down the path to town with Shy in tow.

>A short ways down the path, you pick her up and set her on your shoulders while you start to make small talk.

>As you approach the town, you see Rarity is already walking up the path.

Rare? What are you doing here?

>RT: Oh, Anon, Fluttershy. I was just coming to get you two for our spaaa date!

>You give a small chuckle.

Heh, thanks Marshmallow, but I try not to be late for things.

>RT: Quite. Reliability and promptness are quite the alluring traits.

>She turns and starts walking, lifting her tail to reveal the pull string to you before turning her head to give you the bedroom eyes.

>RT: "At least, I certainly think so." she says with 2 winks.

 

>You chuckle and walk faster, with a quick kneel, you reach down to give the string a small tug just to show you can.

Now Marshmallow, I'd suggest lowering your tail, lest everyone see how dirty you are.

>She blushes and seems to be trying poorly to hold back a smile. You smirk and give her rear a pop.

Or would you rather me tell them myself?

>She stops smiling, and instead just stands there blushing furiously. She actually looks a a bit worried.

>No need to tease her anymore. You decide to just be quiet and let her sweat it out for a while.

>Instead, you just scoop her up and cradle her. Shy, who has been mostly silent through all this, is by your ear trying not to laugh.

>There's still about a mile left, so you strike up a conversation along the way.

So, Rarity. What exactly do we do at the spa?

>RT: Oh, umm, well we get our manes washed, our coats brushed, our hooves cleaned and scraped, a sauna, mud bath, everything!

Everything? So this place does offer happy endings then?

>RT: Happy w... OH! No no no, this town is far too small for them to be able to get away with doing something like that! That reputation would sink them here.

>You give a small laugh.

I know, I was just joking with you. Anyway, seems pretty routine.

>You'd heard of some spas back home doing weird shit, you weren't sure if they had some loopey shit of their own, like that thing where fish eat the dead skin off your body.

>The three of you chat the rest of the way there, but it's mostly just minor chatter.

>Finally reaching town, head straight to the spa, still carrying your pones the whole way.

>Though you get a few looks along the way, there's no confrontations to speak of.

>Finally arriving, you set the girls down and walk inside. A quick glance at the clock showing you're right on time.

>One of the spa sisters is manning the counter and greets you. At least, you think she's one of them. She looks just like them, but doesn't have the blue/pink colors.

 

>Rarity handles getting the three of you checked in and the three of you make your ways in.

So. What do we do?

>RT: Darling, we don't DO anything, we're here to be pampered.

You know what I mean.

>RT: Oh Anon, do lighten up. Just step over there...

>She points a hoof towards a door by a hall.

>RT: And shower down. We'll start with the sauna, next face masks while our hair, coats, and hooves are treated. Oh, and um, nails.

>RT: Then wraps and a mud bath, and lastly a bath to wash all that mess away..

>She reaches over a bit and nuzzles your hand.

>RT: I think we can skip the massages though. Don't you?

>Fluttershy looks up and gives you a nod and some mild bedroom eyes.

Heheh, alright girls, I'll take care of that one.

>The three of you make your ways into the shower stalls to rinse so you don't get their fancy mud dirty.

>When you finish, you throw on a large towel since they don't seem to have any of those robes in your size, and head out.

>Getting no strange looks from the girls, you assume this was the right thing to do.

>Opting to simply follow the girls today, you're led to the sauna.

>Taking a seat in the center and lean back, your girls sit at either side while one of the twins pours water over the stones.

 

>RT: So, Anon, anything interesting happening since....yesterday?

Heh. Nah, nothing really, we just kinda stay home usually.

>RT: I've noticed. You know, I must admit I've been curious, what exactly do you two DO all day?

>The sister in the room perks up a little but stays silent.

Well, besides chores, and taking care of the animals, which mostly handle themselves now, not too much.

>FS: We play those games, movies, read, sometimes we go on nature walks, *cough*bedroomgames*cough* and just, you know, being with each other...with plenty of snuggling!

>RT: Aww, sounds sweet, but, don't the two of you actually...go out any? Socialize with anyp0ny outside of the home?

>You both just give a shrug.

Not really, no. We go into town now and then but...that's about it.

>RT: Now darlings! I know you're not exactly sociable, but surely you realize you need to get out more than THAT?

>The sauna ends, and you're ushered to your next treatment.

>The sisters lay the three of you down and slather your faces with those liquid mask things and cucumbers.

>Except Shy, who only has a little. You have no idea why you'd put that on fur anyway.

>They seem to know what the girls want already, but you hear one ask you how you want things.

Huh? Oh, the nails should be short and smooth, just a touch up on the hair, don't mess with the style.

>You promptly feel one gently set your hand on a table and start filing.

Well Marshmallow, back on topic. Yes, I know we should get out more...But hey, you said you'd help with that, right?

 

>RT: *giggle* Indeed darling! Anything for my man.

>As soon as she says that, you feel a long lick across your hand, you give the assumed spa mare a flick on the snout and it stops before she touches up your hair.

>Soon, the cucumbers come off but the masks stay on.

>Whisked away to the mud baths, the pink one tugs off your towel before you can protest.

>"My, the book was right about the look."

>She drops her voice to a whisper.

>"Maybe

>Her sister immediately steps over and gives her a small shove.

>"Aloe! You know better than that! Mr. Mous, I apologize to you and your...wives for my sister's behavior."

It's quite alright miss...Lotus, right?

>"Yes sir."

>She proceeds to put the wraps on you without incident and has you lay in the mud.

>It's a little short so you have to tuck your legs up a little.

>LT: There you are. Now I'm sure I don't have to worry about losing two of our best customers over this little incident? You have excellent taste in mares by the way.

Nah. It's alright. Really.

>LT: Very well, I'll be back shortly. Call me if you need anything.

>Lotus brings Aloe to the back room as soon as she's finished wrapping the girls, presumably to give her a talking to.

 

>RT: Oh my, sorry about that Anon.

Don't worry, I knew this would start up again when I decided to bring you in.

>RT: Indeed, thank you for giving me the chance darling.

>This talk soon turns to minor chatter about the social situations of town.

>Or rather, you have Rarity tell the both of you about what's been going on and stuff she's heard about going on out of town.

>Most of it isn't terribly interesting to either you or Shy, but you still listen and comment.

>Soon enough, the mud bath is over, and Vera comes to escort the three of you to the bath.

>After rinsing off the bulk of the mud in the shower and removing the wraps, the three of you step into the bath.

>Lotus lights several scented candles and other assumed aromatherapy stuff around the room.

>LT: There you are, is there anything else?

No, that's good, thank you.

>LT: Very well, feel free to use any of the bath items around the tub. If you need anything, you need but call.

>She walks out of the room, leaving you alone with your two favorite ladies again.

>You go ahead and scrub the mud off yourself, and the clumps of the mask from the girls fur.

>RT: Oh, thank you darling.

>FS: Thanks Anon!

 

>When you're done, you dive under the water to wash any traces from your face, and any hair clippings from your head.

>As soon as you surface, the girls follow copy you.

>Shy promptly comes back up, but Rarity doesn't, for reasons the quickly become obvious.

>You rub her back a little as she lightly suckles on your quickly hardening rod.

>Alas, she surfaces mere seconds later, only for you to immediately hold her back to your chest with a forearm.

Rather frisky aren't ya Rare?

>RT: *giggle* Perhaps just a little. You know Anon, I was thinking...Perhaps it's time we properly shared a bed?

Really now? I figured a lady of class would be a little less willing to jump right to sex.

>RT: WELL! That's not what I meant at all. You should be asha-

>Rather than letting her drama out, you decide to press your case and grab the pull to her beads, popping a few out and back in a few times to push your point.

But you're not nearly as classy as you pretend, are you?

>RT: *guh* Don't...don't tease me like that, of...of course I'm classy.

>Shy just watches with amusement. It's a good sign really, that she doesn't mind sharing you.

No, classy ladies don't walk around wearing things like this. You're a dirty, filthy mare.

>You lean into her ear while slowly pulling more and more of the beads out.

But you're MY dirty, filthy mare.

>RT: *mpph* Y..yes, YOURS!

 

>You bring your thumb up to rub her slit, still managing to tug the beads a bit.

>Feeling that she's already winking, you seize the chance. Dropping the beads, you grasp her with two fingers, preventing the sensitive nub from retreating.

>RT: *G..gyaha!*

All mine huh?

>RT: *nphga* Y..yes....

>She regains enough composure to turn and give you bedroom eyes and whisper.

>RT: Master.....OH! W..what's this? Is that a....all it took to make...to make you h..hard darling? My *gasp* good to know!

>You let go, cover Rarity's ears, and call Shy over.

-

(Rarity's PoV)

>Anon just covered your ears and is whispering something to Fluttershy.

>She blushes a bit but nods before dropping underwater.

>It's soon quite obvious why when you feel her...tongue on you lady parts.

>You fall back in shock, only for Anon to catch you and holds you against his chest again.

>It soon stops, and you feel a bite on one of your teats as Fluttershy begins to rise, finally breaking surface.

>You try to say something, but as soon as you open your mouth, Fluttershy wraps her forelegs around your neck and kisses you roughly, thrusting her tongue into your mouth.

>She actually displays a level of assertiveness in the act you'd have never expected. Especially given her new found slavish tendencies.

>All the while, Anon pets the side of your head, his rod pressing into your backside.

 

>Finally, Fluttershy breaks the kiss. She's obviously embarrassed yet hardly looks at you, she instead looks up at Anon expectantly.

>A: Very hot Shy....I hope that wasn't too far out there for you Marshmallow.

N..no, no. It's just...I'm not into mares is all....

>FS: Neither am I but Mas...Anon wanted me to, so....

Oh, no darling...I understand. Don't worry, I'm not angry, just surprised.

>She gives you a smile and Anon presses his face against the back of your head in a way that seems almost like nuzzling.

>FS: Umm, Rarity?

Yes Fluttershy?

>FS: You, umm, you called Anon Master earlier. Are you...actually, umm, interested? Or are you just, playing?

Oh, well, I.....

>Anon lets go of you.

>A: No pressure Marshmallow, only if you want it.

>You lower your head to think for a while.

>After a while, you look up and notice that Fluttershy is giving what you can only assume is a hopeful look.

I...well, I won't pretend I'm not curious.... and Fluttershy seems to enjoy it.....Okay, I'll give it a chance. I await your orders...Master! *giggle*

>Anon pulls you back against his chest and begins fiddling with your beads again while Fluttershy gives you another deep kiss.

>A: So whatever I want then?

Y..yes Master, what ever makes you happy.

 

>He pulls the string completely from your rear and sets you firmly on his rod.

My word! Not even going to try the standard entrance first? Naughty.

>A: Very. I'd suggest you get used to it.

*Mph! * Of course. I'm supposed to do what you say, right?

>Fluttershy gives you a smile and nod.

>A: That's right! Good girl!

>You feel a hand move forward and start working at your marehood while giving you a few experimental thrusts.

>A: Yeah. You've a got a nice rear Marshmallow!

*guha!* Thank you sir! O...only the best!

>He begins working every bit of your marehood while roughly pounding your rear.

>It doesn't take you long before you have a full maregasm.

>Unfortunately, he stops as soon as you do.

A...*Gasp* Anon?

>A: Shy, turn around.

>She instantly does so, a gentle tug on her tail then brings her sex right to your snout.

>You try to move your head away, but Anon will have NONE of it, and grabs your head, pressing your face right into her slit.

>A: Rarity, let's not leave Shy out of our fun...

 

>Well, this is CERTAINLY not what you thought you'd be doing today...but you agreed to try out this whole slave thing, and Rarity is no quitter, and she does NOT half flank things.

>Though lacking any sort of experience, you do your best to satisfy your friend and fellow slave.

>You try licking and thrusting in your tongue, but nothing is quite as effective as simply clamping onto her clit and suckling it.

>It takes a few minutes, but she finally releases, right into your mouth.

>Before you can react, he grabs your snout and tugs you hear back. With a rub of your throat, he forces you to swallow her feminine release.

*mmph* Gah! You could..could at least warn me next time Anon.

>Anon doesn't say anything, instead, he rewards you by resuming his thrusting and fingering.

>This soon proves too little for him however, and he pulls your head back and begins licking on your horn.

>Small magical sparks shoot from it, but he doesn't seem to mind. Instead he takes the whole thing in his mouth and gets VERY vigorous.

>You find yourself being fiercely pounded. Pumped upwards, your horn is worked by his tongue. Drop down, and your rear is filled. His fingers drill you all the while.

 

>Again you cum, like never before. But he stops.

>A: A little too loud there Marshmallow.

>He turns to the edge and calls Fluttershy over, propping her up so that her head rests on the side, and her legs on your shoulders. Her marehood right on your snout.

>He reaches forward and grabs a cloth that he uses as a makeshift gag for Fluttershy, and with a snap of his fingers, a previously unseen string appears in her rump.

How long have th-

>A: All day, all week...It's a standing rule.

>You gulp, figuring it's going to be a rule for you too. Still, you've been doing it a lot yourself, so it might not be so bad.

>Anon, satisfied with this, instructs you to work on her. He then takes your horn into his mouth and begins working once more.

 

(Lotus PoV)

>Your masseuse FINALLY arrived, though extremely late. He's usually quite timely, so you'll let it slide.

>It could have been worse, other than Rarity, Fluttershy, and Anonymous, it's been rather slow today, and they didn't order a massage.

>He heads to the bath area to wait at the massage tables, you follow along to see if your guests need anything.

>Just as you're about to open the door, you both hear something off.

>You lean down and look through the slats and see something you never expected.

>Right in the bath, Rarity bobs in Anon's lap as he sucks her horn, his hand presumably buried in her crotch.

>Rarity's own face buried in Fluttershy's crotch.

>You have NO idea what could convince the the shiest and the most high class ponies in town to do something like THIS. In a public place no less.

>You briefly consider stopping it, but you decide to see if there's any truth to the rumors going around. Looking over, seems to your side, it seems you're not the only curious one.

>He just goes at it for a while. After a few minutes, Fluttershy removes herself, probably tired. She removes a rag from her mouth and begins....making out with Rarity.

>The two of you watch this...scene play on for at LEAST 10 minutes before Anonymous lifts her from his lap and sets her to side.

>With them done, the two of you decide it better to go...anywhere else lest you're caught, and find yourselves back in the lobby.

>"Miss Lotus, if it's all the same to you, I think I'm going to take the day off to nurse my pride."

Y..yes, I understand, but I expect you back tomorrow.

>He nods and leaves.

*Sigh* At least it was in the tub.

>The last time somep0ny screwed in the spa, it was in the suana, and YOU were stuck cleaning it.

 

(Rarity's PoV)

That was....incredible Anon, Twilight was SO right about that horn thing!

>He gives you a look, but it quickly passes.

>A: Thanks, and you!

>He gives you a boop on the nose.

>A: Were a VERY good girl.

>You walk over and throw you forelegs around him.

Thank you An- Master! *giggle* That... That's going to take some getting used to.

>A: Hmm...Hey Shy? Are you just going to let that go to waste?

>Fluttershy's face quickly goes to confusion, to realization, to extreme embarrassment.

Wh..what's that mea-*gasp!*

>Her TONGUE is in your BUTT!

>You don't know how to feel, even as she applies a light suction and swirls her tongue inside.

>She quickly pulls away and opens her mouth to Anon with an audible "AHHH!", revealing a mouth full of his seed.

>A: Now Rarity....why don't you give her a kiss?

>You shudder, but lean in. Almost, and then.....you pull away.

EWWW! No! I..I'm sorry, that's just too far for me.

>He places a hand on your withers and pets you gently, reassuringly.

>A: Well, part of this is finding your limits. Don't worry, we'll work on things.

So...you're not going to punish me?

>He makes a hand gesture, and Fluttershy swallows with a gulp.

>A: I'm not mad, but you still disobeyed an order. I'll think of something later. Come on, let's go.

Alright, just... Yes, I could really use some beauty sleep after that.

 

(Anon's PoV)

>Leaving, you see neither of the twins, but the mare at the counter gives you a small discount because of Aloe's advance.

>Maybe it's simply because it's a small town business, but they really seem to worry about keeping the customers happy here.

-

>Over the next few months, you and Rarity get increasingly closer.

>Though you've not handled the legal aspect yet, she moves her personal effects to the castle.

>Your bedroom is large enough for most of it, but you renovate a large room off the side of the main hall as a work shop for her, and a few small ones for storage.

>With her no longer living in her boutique, there's a lot more space there, which is mostly used to store materials.

>The extra space even allows her to hire a couple of employees to help her make more clothes, though she doesn't quite trust them to design their own yet.

>They also watch the shop for her, especially when her "training" keeps her busy.

 

 

 

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