“What... are you doing... to my daughter?!?!?!” Pipsqueak said nothing, shaking as the massive stallion glared at him. He took a step closer, and Pip tried to sink into his couch. There was an orange blur as Scootaloo shot in front of him, wings spread for extra cover. This gave the guard pause, and he averted his gaze. “Scootaloo, cover yourself up this instant!”

“What's the matter, too much mare for you to handle? Or are you a coltcuddler?”

“I AM YOUR FATHER, AND YOU WILL DO AS I SAY!”

“You're not my father...”

“Yes... I am.” Still not looking at her, he reached into his uniform's pocket and withdrew two items. One was a small piece of paper, the other was on orange feather. He held them at arms length so she could take them, which she did. She easily recognised the feather as the one she had given to Luna the night before, and then at the photo. It had the stallion and her mother, and in his arms...

“D-d-d-dad?” She felt a hand on her shoulder, turning to see Pip passing her a long coat, which she slowly slipped into, then walked to the front of the stallion. “Are... you r-r-r-really my d-d-dad?”

“Yes, Scootaloo.” His sword was discarded to the floor she leapt up at him, wrapping her arms around his neck. He slowly brought his up and held her close. The size difference was easy to see, as even with her high heels she was still off the floor. The stallion slowly set her back down to the floor, and she pulled away to show black tear streaks down her face, her makeup having run.

“Um...”

“I'm not finished with you, colt.”

“Dad! Leave him alone!” Scootaloo had stepped back and crossed her arms, glaring at the stallion. “He hasn't done anything wrong! You did when you burst in here instead of waiting to be answered! You stopped something... special.”

“No, I stopped you making a bad decision.” Her arms fell to her side as she lowered her gaze.

“I've already made enough bad decisions.” Pipsqueak came over, now covered up himself, and wrapped her in his arms. She seemed to melt against his chest as the earth pony stared at her father.

“She needs time. I know Luna said she was going to help, but I was expecting a few more days.”

“That's Princess Luna to you, colt.”

“Really, then why don't you ask her?” Starburst turned to the door, and then immediately dropped to the floor as he saw the Lunar Princess standing in front of him. She ignored him and walked up to the pair, greeting them with a smile. “Hey Luna, that was quick.”

“Well, I thought it best to have the situation sorted out as soon as possible. Is the Lieutenant giving you trouble?”

“Well... he interrupted something... erm, private. And then threatened Pip with his sword.”

“Really? Well, we'll have to reprimand him for that!” She gave a wink to Scootaloo and then turned around with a glare on her face. “STARBURST, STAND AND FACE THIS WAY!” Doing as bid, he kept his head bowed. “IS IT TRUE YOU THREATENED THIS COLT?” He nodded his head. “PICK UP THY SWORD AND REPORT TO THE LOCAL GUARD STATION, WE WILL DEAL WITH YOU THERE!”

He gave Scootaloo one last look, then collected his weapon and walked out of the door. His ears flicked as he heard laughter from behind him, but carried on with his orders. Back at the house, Luna had replaced the door with magic, and then turned back to the others. “Now then Miss Scootaloo, remove thy coat.”

“What?”

“You heard me, take it off.”

“Why?”

“I want to see what made him so angry.” Normally something like that would make her horny, but she averted her gaze as she slipped the coat from her shoulders, attempting to cover herself with her wings. “My, bashful, are we? With you reputation?”

“Luna... that's enough.” She stared at Pipsqueak as he pulled the coat back up, turning Scootaloo around so that she was facing his chest and wrapped his arms around her. He kissed her forehead and then glared at Luna. “If all you're going to do is attempt to make her angry, then you can leave now. I'll let you know if you can visit again.”

Luna stood and walked towards them with a straight face, but then it turned into a smile as she wrapped them both with her arms and wings. “You told me you were serious, Pipsqueak, and I wanted to see how much that was true. Know that if there is anything you need, never hesitate to ask. Now, I have a lieutenant to reprimand.” She moved away from them and left stopping at the door. “Oh, and Scootaloo, that goes for you as well.”

The pegasus nodded as the door was closed, and she looked up at Pipsqueak. He bent his neck down and gently kissed her lips, leaving her wanting more, but after the morning so far, there was only one thing she wanted. Pulling away and sitting on the couch, she sighed as the pressure on her feet was released. Leaning forward she began to unlace the boots, but a white hand with brown patches stopped her.

She looked up to see Pip smiling at her, and he lifted her leg out straight, unthreading the laces and slipping her boot off.. He then the same to the other. Scootaloo was about to stand when Pip grabbed both her legs and spun her round, sitting at the other end of the couch with her feet in his lap. “Silver Spoon wore heels all the time, trying to look important. I actually did learn something from her.”

“Really, and what was thaaahh...” Her speech drifted off into a relieved sigh as he began to rub her feet. She did this every time after removing those boots, but Pip... it was like he practised this. He easily found her pressure points, pressing just where she needed it. She lost track of time as he continued the massage, but then groaned when he stopped.

“I know, but I can't keep it up all day.”

“I bet you can...” Pip's cheeks turned red from the sultry gaze she was giving him, and he coughed as he turned away. “I'm joking, honestly. Actually I was wondering... can we go upstairs? I... just want to lay next to you some more.” Standing up, Pip offered his hand like the night before, which she accepted, rising to her feet. They ascended the stairs together and entered his room, where Scootaloo removed her corset and stockings, slipping her panties on, as well as Pip's t-shirt.

Lying on the bed, she tapped the space next to her, smiling as he joined her. She rolled over so that she was on his chest, their eyes staring at each other. “Pip... you just stood up to a living goddess for me.”

“Yeah... but she was being an idiot, and I won't have you talked to like that.” She moved her muzzle, closing her eyes as she pressed into a passionate kiss, his lips parting to allow her tongue entry. After a couple of minutes she pulled away and took a deep breath, rolling off of him. She shifted closer to his side and rested her head on his shoulder. Pip began to stroke her mane, hearing her gift out a small sigh. “Scootaloo...”

“Mmhmm?”

“Thank you... for staying.” She brought a hand up and stroked his chest, slowly drifting off with the birds still chirping in the trees outside.

“So where are we going again? I'm supposed to be helping Rarity today.” Spike just smiled at Sweetie Belle as they walked through the streets of Canterlot. In one claw was her hand, and in the other a map to a place that he had only been once before.

“I told you' it's a surprise. She’s not expecting us back till tomorrow afternoon. I need to go in first, to check... something.”

“Okay, but I'm still not sure about this.” They stopped at an outdoor café that he used to frequent when he lived here with Twilight when they were younger, chatting up a storm with the owner.

“Sweetie Belle, wait here for a few moments, okay? I'll be back right away, I promise.” She gave him a nod and he got up, walking around the street. She sat there sipping her smoothie as she pondered what he was doing, and sure enough he returned not five minutes later. “Well, come on then.”

He led her into a side alley and she started to get scared, but he stopped at a solid door and knocked three times. The door swung open and let them in, and then clicked shut behind them. Sweetie Belle shivered when she saw there was nopony there. “It's okay, the owner's a unicorn.”

They walked into a room that was brightly coloured room with pink walls, where stands full of sexy clothing were placed throughout the room. She immediately pulled away from the dragon to look at some of the items, a grin on her face. She sensed somepony behind her and turned around, coming face to face with an older unicorn mare.

She had a coat of purplish-blue and a lavender rose mane that curled at the end. She was wearing a white blouse done up to her neck with black chiffon neck tie, a black cardigan on top, and a short green plaid skirt. She gave Sweetie Belle a look over as the younger unicorn stood there, an eyebrow raising when she saw the footwear. “Forgive me, but I must ask... how old are you?”

“I'm... eighteen, a couple of months left until I'm nineteen.”

“Well, you look a little younger, and this is a over eighteens only shop. I'm afraid I'm going to have to ask you to show me some ID or leave.” Sweetie Belle dig aro

“Oh... okay then. Could you tell my coltfriend I'll be waiting outside?”

“Of course, what does he look like?”

“It's easy, he's a dragon.”

“A dragon... oh, you must be Sweetie Belle! Spike has told me you were coming. I don't normally allow what some still regard as minors in the store, but he certainly has a charm about him. Then again, if you're with him I guess you know that already? Anyway, please forgive my earlier assumptions. I am Velvet...” The mare spun around, waving an arm out at the shop. “... and welcome to The Crop. Please, feel free to browse.”

Sweetie Belle did just that, looking from outfit to outfit on the walls. She was looking for a good ten minutes when Velvet came over. “Anything catch your eye then, honey?”

“Yeah, this stuff.” She pointed to the shiny black material in front of her, running her fingers over it. “What is it?”

“It's called latex. It's a natural rubber.” The mare ran her hands through the outfits, occasionally glancing at Sweetie Belle. “Hmm, I think this will this will suit you. Would you like help trying it on?”

“Yes please.”

“Right this way then.” She was led to the back of the store where there was a changing room, the older mare's horn glowing blue, and she noticed the look Sweetie Belle was giving her. “I'm just locking the door, that way I can assist you without any interruptions.”

“What about Spike?”

“Oh, he'll be with Strap, my business partner. Now, let's get you out of that dress.”

“And then you left her like that as you hit the shower?”

“Yeah, she was not happy about that.” The stallion and dragon shared a laugh as the earth pony continued working on his project. “So, what you making there?”

“This is known as a 'St Andrews Cross'. Don't ask, I don't know who he was. Anyway, the idea is that each plank end has a foot or hand tied to it somehow. They can either be on their front or back, depending on what you want to do. What's got you interested in this all of a sudden?”

“Well, Sweetie Belle seemed to enjoy last night. So I was wondering if she wanted to get into it a bit more. I don't mind either way.”

“Fair enough. Tell you what, if this one meets with the customer's expectations, I'll make one that'll fit your mare. Velvet's probably taken her measurements all ready! Anyway, nice chatting to you, but I've got to get back to work.”

“Yeah, and thanks for all your advice.” The stallion nodded, picking his mask back up and putting it over his head. Spike wondered why he took it off when he came in, but left with a wave of his hand, going back to the more tame storefront and finding it empty. “Sweetie Belle? Velvet?”

The older mare popped her head from around the corner, a smile on her face. “Oh, Spike. We're almost done, she's just getting changed. Be a dear and bring me a bag, would you?” He did as asked, taking one from behind the counter and giving it to the mare, trying to peek behind her. “Ah ah, not yet.”

Grumbling to himself, he looked across the outfits on display, imagining Sweetie Belle in them. With a grin on his face he selected a few, placing them down on the counter. The changing room's door swung open and the mares walked out, his marefriend immediately smirking as she saw what he selected. Velvet went the behind the counter and ran the purchase up, but only the stuff Spike had selected. “Uh. Miss Velvet, what about the rest?” He pointed to the bag and box Sweetie Belle had in her arms.

“That? Think of it as a gift, for first time customers. That straight jacket and other bits were when I let you have them the other week.”

“You got that here?” Ignoring his marefriend, which was a bad idea, he took out his wallet and wrote out a check, handing it to the mare.

“Thank you for your purchase. Now, I've already explained our age policy to Sweetie Belle, but if you two promise not to say anything, I don't mind you both coming back, and you can bring your friends if they want to. It's more business for me. Sweetie Belle, remember to use the powder first, or it'll be hard to get off.”

“Okay, I will do. And thank you again, Miss Velvet.” Saying their goodbyes, the mare and dragon left the store, walking through the streets hand in hand whilst carrying their unassuming packages. “So then, as it's quite late, we'd best get to our hotel, right?”

Spike scoffed, leading her towards the posher area of Canterlot. Sweetie Belle noticed more ponies looking at her here, their disgust clear as they saw her foot wear. She smiled to herself as she thought about what was in the box, but lost all train of thought when he turned another street.

In front of them was the main entrance to Canterlot Castle, which is where they headed. She was even more surprised when the guards bowed to them, not even one challenge to find out who they were. He led her through the front doors and corridors of the castle, occasionally greeting the ponies they came across. “Hey, Shiny, I didn't know you were back.”

The unicorn stallion turned around, waving over at his adopted brother, and then lift his gaze behind him. They turned to see his wife approaching, and she raised an eyebrow at the package Sweetie Belle was carrying. “Oh look Shiny, they've been to the The Crop as well!”(2)

“Cadence, not so loud! We don't want other ponies to know!” After chatting for a few minutes, Spike promised that they would join them and Celestia for supper, Luna being elsewhere on a personal errand. The finally made it to the castle suite that Celestia had provided for them.

“Well, we've got a few hours to kill, what do you want to do, Sweets?” She opened the box and put her whole arm in, Spike realising it was enchanted to be bigger on the inside. She suddenly pulled out the shop's namesake and set it on the table along with a lead, giving him a wink and walking towards the bedroom. He went to follow, but she shook her head and shut the door behind her. He tried it once but she had locked it, so he sat down on the couch and decided to wait.

Inside the room, Sweetie Belle placed the box and back on the bed, stripping off her clothes. Taking the shiny material out of the bag, she lay it out to ensure it was all there. Two black stockings, a corset, shoulder length gloves, a thong and a choker with a d-ring in the front made up the latex gifts that Velvet had given her.

Opening the box and tipping it upside down made a pile of items fall out. She checked the collection of ten padlocks, ensuring that they all opened with the same keys. She then quickly unlocked the door and threw them into Spike's lap as he sat on the couch, then re-locked the door.

Picking up the bottle of talcum powder, she rubbed it into her legs right up to her thighs, then picked up one of the stockings. She rolled it up a little and then put her foot into it, unrolling as she pulled it up her leg, and did the same to her other one.

She could feel them gripping against her, and knew Velvet was right when she said there was no need for suspenders. She went straight for the corset after, coating the inside with powder and slipping it up her legs. It was one that laced up in the front, so she easily pulled it tight, breathing in as much as possible to ensure it pushed her breasts up.(1) She then got the cuffs marked with an 'A' and placed them round her ankles, locking them with a couple of the padlocks. Next came the gloves, and she slipped the cuffs marked 'W' onto her wrists and the ones marked 'E' onto her elbows.

She reached for the largest items in the pile and slipped her feet into them. She then grabbed the thirty inch bar that had eyelets at each end. Taking two more padlocks, she fed one through both the eye on her right cuff and bar, clicking it into place. She did the same to her left, leaving her ankles spread apart nearly three feet.

She pulled herself up and wobbled a little, getting her balance in the six inch, black latex stiletto heels on her feet. She took a few minutes to get used to walking with them and her legs like they were, but confidant that she had done well. The next step would require her magic, so she sat on the edge of the bed for stability.

She grabbed another padlock and slipped it into the eye of one of her elbow cuffs, placing her arms behind her back. This was going to be the hard part for the first time, and she thought back to Velvet's advice. Close your eyes and feel your body, the position of your limbs. You'll then be able to get it. She did as instructed, and it wasn't long until she felt where her body was constricted, the loose padlock bouncing against her elbow.

Lighting her horn, she took hold of it and twisted it around a little, getting her arms as close as possible behind her back. She felt it catch on something, and quickly snapped it shut. She opened her eyes, and got ready to test it. Pulling her right arm forward resulted in her left arm being pulled across her back, and vice versa.

Her elbows were now locked together at the distance of the padlock. She picked up the final one with her magic, but she could get her wrists to a position where she could see, and soon those cuffs were locked together. She tested her bonds, not one giving up. Three more steps to go, and she'd need help for two of them. “Spike?”

“Yeah?”

“Lock the door to the suite.” She heard him get up and a clonk echo throughout the room. The locks here were old and hefty.

“Done.”

“Okay, now get naked.”

“What?”

“Just do it.” There a few moments of waiting before his reply came, and she told him to stand away from the doors and the path to the table. Somehow, and she wasn't sure how, she managed to stand, using magic to steady herself. Without her arms for balance, it was going to be hard, so she'd need her magic. That meant the final stage would have to be split into two, of which how many items were left.

She picked the gag up in her magic and opened her mouth, setting the ball behind her teeth. This one was slightly larger then the last, with just a single strap, which she had just buckled very tightly behind her head. The last item was floated up in a green aura after she had used magic to unlock and open the doors.

She then started the slow walked out, moaning around the gag as she felt fluid dribble down her inner thighs, the excitement getting her horny. She glanced over at Spike as she exited the room, watching him go from aroused to full on as he stared at her. She brought the last item up so he could see it, and hovered it at the tip of her horn. This was the last chance to back out, and she closed her eyes as she let it drop.

Her magic cut out as soon as the ring found purchase, and she opened her eyes to see that Spike had already picked up the lead and was approaching. She tilted her head up to allow him easier access to the choker, and he quickly had it attached. He gave it a little tug, causing Sweetie Belle to moan and stumble forward, but she managed to stay up.

He pulled her over to the table, throwing the lead across and crouching down behind her. He suddenly pulled it from under the table, causing her to bend forwards. It was just long enough for him to wrap it around her bar and tie it off to itself. If she tried to pull back up, it just pulled taught, giving her an inch or two of movement.

She let out a muffled moan as she felt warm breath across her marehood, and she realised why she felt her fluids leaking. She had forgot the latex thong. “Squirm and moan for me.” He was taking charge just like the night before, and she followed his instructions, the latex squeaking as it rubbed against the wooden furniture every time she moved.

She tried to reach her cunt with her hands, desperate to ease the growing tension there, but found she could only reach the edge. She then felt Spike rub her with a claw, moaning against the gag. Because it was larger, the drool came out earlier, and started to pool on the table. She then shrieked as she felt something small impact her flank, and she looked over her shoulder to see Spike with the riding crop in his hand. “Spipphh, thappphh feppphhh goopphh!”

“Spike? I believe you meant 'master', right?” He whipped her again, getting another shriek. “Now, say it properly.”

“Sorrpphhy Mappphhteppp.” It didn't stop him from hitting her flank again, and smiled as he watched more fluids drip from her love tunnel, a sign that despite the shrieking, she enjoyed it. The way she wiggled her hips was like she was asking for more, and he wouldn't deny his mare. There was a satisfied moan this time around, and he knew just how to control her.

“Ask for it. Ask for another.”

“Pleapphh Mappphhteppp, capphh I happhh anopphhtrpphh?” He cracked the crop across her flank again, her juices practically oozing out now, her hips wiggling even more.

“Again!”

“Pleapphh Mappphhteppp, capphh I happhh anopphhtrpphh?"

'CRACK'

“Pleapphh Mappphhteppp, capphh I happhh anopphhtrpphh?"

'CRACK'

“Pleapphh Mappphhteppp, capphh I happhh anopphhtrpphh?"

'CRACK'

“Pleapphh Mappphhteppp, capphh I happhh anopphhtrpphh?"

'CRACK'

“Pleapphh Mappphhteppp, capphh I happhh anopphhtrpphh?"

'CRACK'

“OOWWPPPHHH!”

“That wasn't asking for more. I think you shall get... twenty as punishment. Make sure you count correctly, or I'll start again.” 'CRACK'

“Onpphh!”

'CRACK'

“Twpphh!”

'CRACK'

“Threpph!”

'CRACK'

“Foupphh!”

'CRACK'

“Fipphh!”

Author's Notes:

I got carried away with a single couple again... Well, at least we know which couple is going to be the kinkiest, right?
Velvet and The Crop are from the Askvelvet blog, somewhat semi NSFW. This is the mare. (Took me a while to find an anthro pic of her.) They are used with the permission of the creator.

(1)Sweetie Belle's outfit looks like this.

(2)So what did they buy in there? Not much really.