Title:           Playing House Part Two
Author:          picklehead42
Pastebin link:   http://pastebin.com/9P5WA471
First Edit:      Sunday 30th of December 2012 07:50:23 PM CDT
Last Edit:       Sunday 30th of December 2012 07:50:23 PM CDT

>Finally get home.
>Applefilly pranced home all excited, while you do a death trudge.
>Still cant get that feeling out of your mind, and dick.
>You got raped, by a filly version of your employer.
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>Open the door to your house and go to the kitchen.
>Grab the barrel of cider and chug it in one go.
>Go back into the living room. Pinkiefilly and Rainbowfilly are coloring, while Twifilly and Rarityfilly are reading a story book with YellowQuiet.
>Applejack runs up and whispers something in her ear.
>She gives you a rapey look, and tells Applefilly something.
"How is it going ladies?"
>You just want to take a cold shower. Get that feeling off your dick.
>"Oh nothing! I was just reading to Twilight and Rarity about Celestia!"
>You plop on the couch, and lean over to Flutters.
"What in Equestria did you tell the girls?"
>You try to make it menacing as possible.
> She looks at you sweetly and innocently says "Nothing dear!"
>Cant wait for you two to be alone.
>A little domestic disturbance never hurt anyone, right?
>You begin to read along with Twi, Rare, and Flutter.
>"And Celestia turned Discord to stone, and everyp0nu lived happily ever after. "
>Sitting through that book was hell.
>"Anon, could you be a dear and go to the boutique? We're a bit low on food, and I'm sure she wouldn't mind."
"You know I have bits, right?"
>"I wouldn't want you to waste them on little old us!"
*sigh* "Alright then."
>You get up, and head to the door.
>"Oh, and take Rarity! She's been cooped up all day."
>You eye her evilly. Could she have something planned?
>Most likely. Totally a rape attempt.  Stay on your guard.
Thanks brain
"Alright."
>She daintily jumps off the couch, and trots out the door.
>You give Fluttershy the evil eye once more, and then leave.
What's the worst that could happen, right?
 >You'll get raped. Again.
Shut up brain.
>Arrive at Carousel Boutique.  
>Still all carousel-y.
>You head inside, and unceremoniously dump the contents of the fridge into a sack.
>As you work through the cabinets (ones locked for some crazy reason), Rarity hops on the table and chats with you.
>"Dad, do you have a cutie mark?"
>You turn and look at her. Could Fluttershy have set me up?
>Jimmies begin to rustle.
"Now why would you ask that?"
>She looks away and says shyly "No reason."
>You shrug it off, and continue to pillar Rarity's kitchen.
>Thank god she doesn't know her own home.
>You finish with all the food, and turn to Rarfilly.
"Ready to go?"
 >She looks sheepishly at you and asks "Could we play a game real quick?"
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"What kind of game?"
>"I wanna play horsy!"
>Your hesitant. A rape ploy taught by YellowAprehensive?
"Maybe later?"
>She gives you a pout, gives you Bambi eyes and says "Pwetty pwease!"
>She's to innocent for rape bro. Your good!
Thanks brain.
"Alright. How do we play?"
>You plop down on your hands and knees, and Rarfilly hops on your back.
>"Giddy up!" she says in a poor cowboy accent.
>You shuffle around the kitchen, occasionally "rearing up" and making Rarefilly squeal.
>As you make your second lap, you notice something odd.
>Rarefilly seems to be rubbing her...OH MY GOD!
>Keep cool bro. Keep calm, and tell her your tired. This doesn't have to end bad.
>Nah man, just let her have her way. You already had sex with Applefilly remember?
Penis, fuck you. Brain, thanks.
>Man!
>No prob bro.
>You come to a stop, and hear Rarefilly go "Awwww!"
"Sorry honey, but I'm tired."
>RAREFILLY uses BAMBI EYES!
>Its not very effective...
"Let's get going."
>You start to get up, but suddenly stop.
>You have a weird tingly sensation all over.
>You crane your neck back, and see a white light coming from Rarefilly's horn.
>Jimmies are now rustled beyond repair.
"Whats going on sweetie?"
>"I wanna keep playing." she says with a freaky glint in her eyes.
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>She magics open the locked cabinet, and pulls out a bunch of bondage equipment.
>She puts leather shackles on your ankles and wrists, constricting your movement to just shuffles.
>A saddle is placed on your back, tightened around your stomach.
>The final touch is a ball gag. Once again, you are forced to unintelligible phrases, your favorite being "Mmph!"
>"Now, giddy up!"
>You don't move, and instead try to shake her off.
>"Ah ah ah! Play nice!"
>She pulls out a riding crop (where does she get this shit), and smack your thigh.
>It's hurts. Like a motherfucker.
"Mmph!"
>You begin to shuffle around the house on your hands and knees, while Rarfilly rubs here tiny fillyhood on your saddle.
>Her breathing becomes heavy and labored.
>After five minutes, you can tell she's close. You hope this will be over soon.
>"Stop horse!" she shouts.
>She takes off the ball gag, and magics your face towards her fillyhood.
>"Make me feel good daddy."
>You hesitantly lean over, and take one long lick, eliciting a  moan from the white filly.
>Before you can react, she shoves your face into her fillyhood, and grinds it all around.
>Yoir face is now a didlo. Nice job.
Shut up penis.
>Her juices are pouring all over your face now.
>She smells and tastes like whatever Raritan says it does.
>Her squeaks and moans are becoming louder and closer together, so you begin to lick and suck as fast as you can, trying to get it over with.
>She finally let's out a loud "Ohhhh!" and collapses, your face covered in juices, still stuck in her croch.
>Eventually, she gets up and magics away the crop, saddle, gag and cuffs.
"Why?"
>You look at her pleadingly.
>"Mom said it would feel good! And boy was she right!"
>You die a little inside.
>"Hey, at least your not fucking Fluttershy!"
Shut up brain.