Title:           Blackmailin' Babs 4
Author:          minion_of_Lulu
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First Edit:      Wednesday 30th of January 2013 10:35:36 AM CDT
Last Edit:       Wednesday 30th of January 2013 10:35:36 AM CDT

>The bath was long and enjoyable.
>Babs didn't force you to do anything sexual to her.
>And she didn't do anything sexual to you.
>Just a good scrub down.
>Although you did have to wash her filly parts thoroughly.
>It wasn't that you wanted to, but for health reasons.
>Food isn't supposed to go there.
>Even though this tormentor had you do things, you still had a soft spot for her.
>She was a kid after all, even if she might be a succubus in disguise.
>"Thanks for the bath. Although you could have done more if you wanted."
>She nuzzles your chest.
>"I wouldn't have minded."
Aaand...it's time to get out now!
>With that, you exit the tub. Babs following afterwards.
>She thought it would be funny to shake off the excess water.
>You weren't amused at all.
>But you suck it up and finish drying Babs, then yourself.
You're sleeping in the bed, I'm on the couch. Deal with it.
>"Yeah, yeah. Don' get so flankflustah'd."
>Roll your eyes and head to your room to get some clothes on.
>Find a shirt and some boxers while Babs jumps on the bed.
Heh, cute...
>"I know I am."
I take that back.
>"Too bad."
>Grab the filly while she is in mid air and pull the covers back.
>Place her down and cover her little body.
>As you walk away, Babs calls out to you.
>"Can I have a kiss goodnight?"
>You grind your teeth at those words.
 
...fine.
>Might as well get it over with. And you had no choice of the matter.
>Mostly because she can send you to jail with that tape.
>And you don't know how many copies she may have.
>She points a hoof right at her cheek.
>That smile of hers is so innocent.
>With a heavy sigh, you lean down to give her a small peck on the cheek.
>If it were so easy.
>In that split moment, Babs wraps her hooves around your neck, and forces you down.
>Her face was now facing yours.
>And she kisses you deeply.
>Your mind is taking a while to process what is happening.
>That was all she needed to have her fun.
>Her tongue snakes into your mouth, licking every inch it can touch.
>Her moans echo through you head.
>All the while, one of her hooves is lightly caressing your cheek.
>You manage to pull away from this perverted filly.
Babs?! What the heck?
>"Mmm...still taste like...me! Hehehe."
>You can't stand one more minute with her right now.
Good night!
>Storm out of your room and slam the door.
>"G'night sugah bear."
>She blows a puff of air at her mane, which moves out of her eyes.
>She may drive you to your wits end.
>Gather a blanket and pillow from the hall closet and head to your couch in the living room.
>Make your couch-bed.
>Lie down.
>Eventually, you fall asleep trying not to think about what happened today.
 
>The next day.
>Feel something heavy on your chest.
>Slowly wake from your slumber.
>You get a full view of orange and pink.
>Green eyes peering at you.
>"Mornin' babe."
>Babs kisses you on the lips.
>You push her away.
What do you think your doing?!
>"Whazza mattah? You weren't complainin' last night."
>You just shoot her a glare.
I'm taking you back to Applejack's. She's probably worried about you.
>"Pffft...whatevs."
>She blows a puff of air upward, moving a bit of her mane out of her face.
>So you get up, do your triple S routine minus the shower, then get dressed.
>You pour you both a bowl of Frosted Tiaras.
>You mostly eat in peace.
>Babs looks at you then to her spoon.
>She tosses her spoon under the table, pretending to drop it.
>The sound of metal hitting the floor catches your attention.
>"Oops, I dropped it."
Then pick it up.
>You go back to eating.
>Babs crawls under the table, moving past the spoon for something else.
>You nearly jumped out of your seat when you feel something taps your crotch.
>"Boop!"
Babs, what are you do...
>You can feel her teeth grasp at your zipper and pull downward.
>"Don' move...or else."
>Her muzzle sifts through your pants in search for something.
Stop it!
>You wince when you feel the filly's hot mouth wrap around your member.
>Anon Jr. thought it was a good idea to get stiff.
>That's never a good idea when kids are involved.
 
>Her lips wrapped around the head of your dick.
>She sucked the tip and licked at the tiny slit, tasting your glands like it was salt lick.
Babs, what are you doing?
>She sucks harder, eventually her mouth moves past the head and onto your shaft.
>That's when things got intense.
>She begins to bob her head along your length.
>The sounds of her moans and the loud slurps only made you more aroused.
>But even though you didn't want this, you didn't fight her.
>She could lie and say you forced her to do these things.
>And everyone will believe the filly.
Babs...
>Her head picks up the pace. She was taking you deep in her mouth.
>You almost felt her throat, and not to mention her tongue was licking your underside.
>You're getting close. You haven't had this kind of service in Celestia knows how long.
STAHP!
>You shudder. Your milky goodness about to erupt all over this filly's face.
>Right when you could feel it come out, Babs pulls away.
>Ruined orgasm...by a filly.
>"There's ya proper wake-up call, babe."
>Your mind was all over the place.
>You're panting, and really annoyed.
>Why would she do this? What did you do wrong?
 
>Babs grabs the fallen spoon and tosses it in the sink.
>"Lets go. My cousin must be worwied sick."
>This filly.
>But you wouldn't lay a finger on her.
>You're too beta for that.
>After placing your hard-on back inside your pants and zip up, you and Babs make your way towards Sweet Apple Acres.
>Didn't take long. Maybe a 10 minute stroll, tops.
>Blackmail Babs wasn't trying anything.
>Good.
>You both arrive at the farm house.
>You knock on the door.
>A small yellow filly with a big red bow opens the door.
>"BABS!"
>"APPLEBLOOM!"
>The two fillies hug each other and do some secret handshake.
>How cute...
>"Why hiya thar, Anon!"
>There's the mare you wanted to see.
>Maybe you can figure out what's up with Babs.
Hey AJ. Mind if we chat?
>"Sorry, but these apples won't buck themselves."
>You sigh. There goes your chance to figure out what's with Babs.
>But, you don't really know how to approach this subject without spilling everything you both did.
Okay then...maybe some other time?
>"Sure thing, partner."
 
>"Oh Cousin Applejack! Guess what me and Uncle Anon did yesterday?"
>Oh god...
>You felt nauseous.
>She gives you that shit eating grin.
>You both look at one another.
>She licks her lips.
>Your body begins to shake from anxiety.
>She wouldn't dare.
>"OOh, tell me, TELL ME! I bet it was fun!"
>Applebloom hopped around the orange filly.
>"Well then...where shoul' I start."
>You shake your head.
>"First, we went to Sugarcube Corner for some cupcakes."
>Oh god, she's going to...
>"He saw that I got some frosting on my hoof, and helped me clean it."
>You were filled with relief.
>"Then we walked about town and he began to carry me around."
>Oh shit.
>"I had tripped and scraped my knee. He really is caring gai."
>You shoot That filly a quick glare before the others saw.
>"Afterwards, we made a tasty desert. I was a bit of a messy eater."
>Applebloom giggles.
>"Yeah, that's true."
>Babs chuckles and lightly elbows Applebloom.
>"So Anon gave me a bath. Afterwards, he let me sleep in his bed while he took the couch."
>You sigh, the story was over.
>"And he gave me a good night kiss right..."
>You watch as her hoof travels for her mouth.
>You're sweating more than a fat man in a sauna.
>At the last second, she turns her head and plants her hoof on her cheek.
>"Here."
 
>"Well that's mighty fine of ya Anon. I knew I could trust ya wit' Babs here. Ya havva knack with fillies."
Yeah... You could say that.
>You look over at the pony in question.
>An angel halo floats over her head.
>"Well, I gotta get back ta work. Catch ya later, par'ner!"
>And that said, AJ trots back to the fields.
Bye AJ...
>Babs runs up to you, hugging your leg.
>Those innocent eyes of hers stare up at you.
>"And Anon."
>You kneel down, petting her head.
What Babs?
>The halo above her head slowly disappears, as red horns seemingly sprout from her head.
>"What happened at breakfast was only just the appetizer, babe."
>She makes a kissing sound and winks at you before heading over to her favorite cousin.
>You shiver in your skin.
>"Hey Babs! Lets go see what Sweetie Belle and Scootaloo are up ta!"
>"Sure!"
>The two fillies head off towards Ponyville in search of their comrades.
>You sigh with a heavy heart and make your way back towards your home.
 
>The walk back was uneventful.
>You gaze at the kitchen table.
>Your bowls are still there.
>You don't feel like cleaning that up now.
>Head to your room.
>Look at the bed.
>Memories of what you did last night still fresh in your mind.
>You plant face first.
>Her scent is still in your sheets.
>You think of your tormentor.
>She held your fate.
>You were, more-or-less, her bitch.
>And nothing bad would happen if you do what she says.
>But it's wrong.
>She's a pony, even worse...a filly.
>If you were found out, you're life would be ruined.
>If you were obedient, you'd end up fucking a filly.
>Her words from the bath still fresh in your mind.
>>"You're mine, babe. And I'm glad that ya are."
>You close your eyes and curl into a ball.
>You were stuck between a rock and a hard place.
 
End Part 4
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