The Master of Manehattan

by Sir Hat

Chapters

• The First
• Shovel
• On My Own
• Chat
• Professional
• Need
• Shopping
• Contracts
• Cakesex
• Jog

The First

I sat in our living room, watching the clock tick and waiting for my first client. My father simply tapped his fingers as he waited. "Nervous?" He asked out of the blue, making me jump a little. "It's alright to be nervous...each and every one of us was when we started."

I rubbed my face. "I'm not exactly nervous...just...how did any of this start!?"

My dad ran his finger across his nose. "Same way as your conception. A night of drunken promises, boasts, seduction and an eventual night in bed with someone you despise."

I licked my lips. "I wish you wouldn't talk about mother like that."

My dad just shook his head. "Your mother was a whore...accept that fact and move on." A loud knocking came from our door. "...That's her. Go get ready."

I took a moment to collect myself and stood. My legs were shaky and my mind was running a mile a minute. It always seemed a far off thing, the family business. But now here I was, supposed to take the reigns suddenly. Pulled from school, pulled from my home, taken to this place to try and start a new life, fucking ponies for profit. I didn't like it, but I didn't have much of a choice.

I didn't even make it to the room before being shoved aside by a pink mare. "Excuse me!" She scoffed, a snooty tone to her speech. But I spotted it as she passed. A black collar with a silver link. She was the client.

"A rule I might have failed to mention. Always collar them before they get inside." My father walked over and scratched his chin. "It's not required, but it's tradition."

"Mare fucking tradition?" I asked with a bitter laugh.

My dad smacked me across the back of the head. "We don't discriminate...prove you can make money with mares, then maybe, just maybe, you can come back home and work with real people."

I rubbed my head as my dad walked past. "So what, you're to proud to do this, so you make me!? What then, what once I'm done, you just gonna go back home and keep fucking housewives!?"

My dad didn't bother turning around. "Creating more bastards like you, yes, I suppose so."

I grew flustered as I walked after him. Step by step the creeping anxiety started to mount. I didn't want to do this. I was perfectly fine going to school, going about my life, and suddenly I'm here surrounded by sentient ponies, somehow expected to act like some male dominatrix mixed with a whore.

My dad stopped me at the door to the bedroom. "Listen...Suri Polomare...she's a friend, so she'll be nice about this, but you fuck up, I will beat you." His voice was low, firm, almost like he didn't just threaten to hit me. "Remember...they're not here for you, they could find any whore more capable than you. They're here for an experience, but above that, they're looking for someone who can keep secrets."

"What the hell does that mean!?"

"Shut up. Many of our clients are married, more could be ruined by this. So you keep your mouth shut, you provide them the domination, the submission they crave, and you get paid. That's it. I'll show you how to write a contract before I leave, but first...it's time to learn." My dad pushed the door open, revealing Suri standing in the center of the room. "Suri is a rude bitch, she treats her employees like shit and she's generally rather rough to be around. Feel no remorse for anything you do to her, ruin her, whip her raw, make her feel like dirt. This mare deserves everything, now do it."

I was pushed into the room, stumbling in and bumping into the mare. "Hey- back up there skippy...you need to just back up okay?"

I took a shaky breath. "Bend over...."

My dad let out a disappointing grunt. "Assert dominance Nick."

"Excuse me!? Did some skinny little shit just tell me to bend over. You need to come back when you get some balls, okay?!"

I felt myself grow angry. "I said bend over!"

"And I said get me someone who can please a mare like me! You're obviously some limp dick little boy, so go away, oka--"

I snapped, slapping her across the cheek and stepping forward. "I said bend over!"

Suri picked her head up, turning to me with a sickening grin. "Make me."

I grabbed the mare by her throat and pushed her back. Her hooves had trouble keeping up as I pushed her flank against the bed. I felt amazingly warm as the mare looked up at me greedily, her mouth hanging open as she panted.

This wasn't my first time, but it was my first time with a pony. And something about seeing her wide tongue heaving in her mouth, soaked with saliva and waiting to be used, drove me wild. I stuck my index and middle finger into her mouth, pressing down on her tongue and feeling the soft muscle stretch as I pinned her.

She closed her maw, her lips clamping down around my knuckle as she flicked the tip of her tongue around the upper half of my fingers. "Nick...stay in control son."

I felt myself growing more and more excited as Suri sucked at my fingers. I pulled them free and tugged at her lip. I stepped back and looked at the tools my father had laid out. Leg braces, spreader bars, gags of an amazing variety, plugs and dildos, everything brand new. The shapes of some of the toys were terrifying, some looking canine, pony, human and some strange monstrosity with ribs and bumps.

I kept my hand on Suri's lip and pulled her to the bed. I felt my breath pick up as Suri tried desperately to pull my fingers back into her mouth. Her tongue lolled out, lapping at my fingertips. I kept my composure and selected a hollow ball gag. I pulled her mouth open and strapped the gag around her head. Suri's tongue pressed against the gag, slathering it in droll and filling her mouth.

I grabbed a pair of foreleg bindings, pushing Suri's backside down and clamping her forelegs together. I pushed her forelegs back, toppling her and leaving her rump high in the air. I grabbed a small pink vibrator and walked behind her.

"Lift your tail." I demanded.

Suri mumbled through her gag and pinned her tail between her legs.

I pushed her down, laying her sideways on the plush carpet of the room. I could see Suri glared at me as I kneeled down. "Move your tail!"

Suri slapped me with her tail, enraging me once again. I grabbed her by the base of her tail, feeling a moist heat lap at my knuckles as I yanked her tail aside. What waited behind was amazing. A bright pink slit, leaking fluid down her groin, her puckered ass neat and clean.

I rubbed her inner thighs as I stared into her bright pink slit. I put my finger on her lip, spreading her sex and revealing a dark fleshy pink glistening behind her squishy flesh. I pulled the dildo up like a pencil and turned it on. I pressed it against her hole, dragging the tip around her waiting sex.

Suri let out a drawn out moan as I pulled at her plump pussy with the tip of the vibrator. Suri was clenching and twitching, her entrance contracting and convulsing as the vibrator went to work. I pulled back, pressing the vibrator against her winking clitoris. Suri let out a long continual moan as I teased her. I quick, harsh, spank made her jump, mumbling as she looked back at me, eyes pleading and needy from the constant vibrations.

I felt amazing as she twitched and kicked under my touch. Not five minutes ago was she talking down to me. Her, okay, now reduced to whimpers and please as I teased her sex, drawing across her sex with the small pink dildo.

I pulled at her tender flesh, trying to contain myself. Watching her flesh contract and squirt, pulse and twitch, was absolutely amazing. It was sickening and inciting, filling my head with fantasies. I move my hand across her sex, mashing her supple flesh like mad while I trailed the dildo up her sex and towards her ass.

Suri's eyes popped open as she let out a sharp whimper, clenching down as I pushed the slimy vibrator into her ass. Watching as her flesh parted, letting the pink head disappear into her backside. She continued to let out slightly pained noises, whimpering softly as I slid the slippery device in and out of her tender ass. Her clit continued to wink, juice spilling over it and flicking against me as she laid her head down and finally let me work in peace.

I took my time, exploring my childish power trip for as long as possible. On a particularly heavy drag she clamped around it, her entire body shaking as she squirted a few spurts of thin liquid from her pussy. I felt myself stain my clothes. I pulled the dildo from her body and chucked it aside. I crawled over and undid Suri's gag. Her drool was soaking the gag, dripping out onto the floor as she lolled her tongue out.

I picked her up, forcing my mouth against hers and sucking at her tongue. The sloppy texture was amazing, smooth and slippery as the haggard mare started pushing back. Her tongue was much stronger, forcing it against my own and pinning it. I licked at her tongue, soaking it in her saliva.

"Nick, that's enough!" My dad walked over and pulled me away. "We don't kiss the client.... We're paid to dominate, not to be whores or some sort of mate." He shoved me into the wall and looked back to Suri. "How'd he do?"

Suri licked her lips, saliva stringing from her lips as she stretched her jaw. "He fucks like a pervert...a filthy pervert...."

"Good." My dad pushed me to the door. "Suri will be staying with you, helping you sort out your fucking life while I'm gone. I'll sort out everything and get the room in your name. Now go shower...you fucking stained your boxers."

I took a second to catch my breath, realizing I had indeed ruined my clothes. "Dad...what...I don't--"

"You did fine. Not great, but you'll learn. Now go shower."

I rubbed my face, stumbling out of the room and towards the shower. The power I felt while touching her, helpless, submissive, I could have done anything. It felt good, and in that instant, I realized why my family did what it did. It was soulless, heart breaking, life ruining, but it felt good, and this was only the beginning.

Shovel

"Alright...Suri's going to take care of the house, you keep bringing in money and she'll keep paying the bills and getting you contracts." My dad stated, patting his pockets. "This is probably the last time you'll see me...so...if ever you wanted to ask me something...now would be the time."

I licked my lips, feeling the cracks and cuts. "What was her name?"

"What?" he asked with a sharp tone.

"What was her name!?" I yelled, standing from my chair. "You know her name!"

My dad shook his head. "She was a client! Some random whore, why the fuck do you even care!?"

"Shut up!" I snapped. "That's my fucking mother you're talking about!"

"And your mother was a whore!" He turned in a snap, jacket billowing behind him. "I'm leaving, try and make something of yourself."

As he started walking away I felt something break, some inhibitor just cracked, sending me into a pure rage. I grabbed a lamp from the nearest table and ran at my father. "Raaaaugh!" I jumped at him, cracking him over the head with the lamp.

He let out a glottal grunt as he fell face first onto the floor. I landed on his back, quickly rolling off and scrambling to my feet. "Gaah- holy shit!" I looked at my father, the bear of a man splayed out on the floor.

I had to be quick about this, I was either going to run, or going to bury him, or die. My father had always had a short temper, but he would strangle me to death if he ever got the chance. I grabbed him by the ankles and started dragging him outside. Pull by pull, foot by foot, we reached the door outside.

I yanked my father down the steps, bashing his head on the concrete. Eventually I got him outside, heaving and panting from the exhausting work. Two-hundred thirty pounds of pure muscle, all turned to dead weight, I couldn't help but feel a little impressed.

But it was time to finish this. I ran to the shed, found a spade and hurried out. My dad was slowly trying to lift himself out of the grass. I summoned up all my anger, my rage. Every time he had beaten me, every time he called my mother a whore, every time he talked down to me, treated me like dirt, treated me like something less than human, an animal. I felt my muscles tighten as I raised the shovel over my shoulder.

My father looked at me with a stare that could kill a lesser man. "You whore-son piece of shit!"

I brought the shovel down, bashing him about the brow and splitting his skin. "Raaaaugh!" I reeled back, ready to strike again. "This is for London!" I swung the shovel, turning his head and bloodying the spade. "For Chicago--Singapore--fucking Hanover!" I continued to wail on him with the heavy metal spade, turning his head into a reddened mess. "For mom! For Me! For everyone!" I reeled back for a final swing. "Fuck you!!!" I took an underhand swing, cracking my father's vertebra and causing his neck to turn at a forty-five degree angle.

I threw the shovel down and fell to my knees. It was done. I had finally gathered the strength to end this bastard's life. I felt a horrid sadness overtake me, along side a creeping sense of maniacal happiness. I let out a crazed laugh, falling to all fours to keep from collapsing. "You fucker...you finally got it!" I cried, confused as to what would come next.

I just sat there, waiting for something to happen. I was alone now, an island, no practical skills, pulled from school before I could graduate. What was I going to do? The only thing my father had ever showed me how to do was take mares, never showed me how to build something, how write, how to paint, nothing.

I felt my eyes start to burn as I stood up. As much as I hated this man, as much as I despised him, he was still my father, my only blood connection in this land, severed by a shovel. But it was done. There was no going back, and so no use trying to dwell on it.

If there was one thing my dad had showed me, it was how to disconnect yourself, treat people like bodies, like animals. This was no different than burying a dog or a cat. And so, with a bloodied and bent spade, I started to dig. Six and a half feet tall, four feet wide, eight feet deep. I wanted to make sure no one would ever find him.

It took hours. I started at dawn, right after he was scheduled to leave, and finally had it dug out at eight. More than twelve hours of just digging in the mud. My father had already messed himself, making the whole situation that more unpleasant. I climbed out of the pit, my hands caked in mud and blisters.

I rolled onto the torn up grass and started pushing his stiff body towards the pit. I couldn't help but cry as the horrible feeling of a dead man turned stiff. It was horrifying. I felt so dirty, horrid, but relived. I would never have to see this man again once I got him to the pit, once he was there it was over, and I could start figuring out my life.

I got him to the edge. Said a short prayer, "May the Almighty Lord hear us. And may the souls of the departed, through the mercy of God, rest in peace. Amen." And kicked him into the pit.

I jumped as he hit the bottom. Feeling a horrid sickness overtake me. I fell to my knees, vomiting my meager breakfast into the pit, acid burning my mouth as the food was replaced by bile. My eyes watered as the thing gruelish acid spewed from my throat. Eventually the tirade stopped and let me get to my feet. I kicked dirt in, shoveled it in, and eventually it was done. I replaced the grass and threw the extra dirt into the corner of the wall.

The ordeal was done, I was free. I walked back into the house, finding Suri sitting in the living room. "Hmmm, so someone did it." She turned her head to me. "Bout' time, okay?"

I felt like slapping her. "How much did you see?!"

Suri let out an obnoxious laugh. "Enough to get you executed.... But who'd want that? Not me." She smiled wide. "Then who'd pay the bills? Who'd treat me like the bitch I am?" She capped her statement with a laugh. "Just means I get the younger, and I'm not about to complain."

I could taste bile in my mouth. "And what if I don't want to do this?"

Suri let out a short laugh. "Well, then I turn you in, get a nice bounty, and go live somewhere nice for the rest of my life." She turned away from me. "Now go wash up, okay? Mama want's to feel like a mare...."

I felt horrible, I had only traded one monster for another. But this, this was a monster I could train. This was something I was dominant over. Not a six-four beast, but a four and a half foot pony, already asking for me to service her. I could deal with this.

I stumbled into my bathroom, trailing mud as I went. I threw my entire body into the shower and cranked it to full.

I sat there for what felt like ages, letting the boiling hot water purge my actions, leaving me ready to face my new life, and start controlling its direction. I knew what I had to do, I knew what I could do, and in the end, I wouldn't be leaving behind and sons or daughters.

I only had to contend with Suri, and I knew what she was. She thought she was smarter than me, stronger, but I was going to prove her wrong. My father was a bastard, a bastard spawning cretin, but he was brutal, and that was the key to his success. I needed to become just like him. But I wasn't like him, I could do this right. Housewives, cheaters, mares in heat, it didn't matter, at least I could do this right. Not like him.

On My Own

"Hey there buddy, found ya a client, okay." Suri trotted over to me and bumped a folder off her flank. "You gonna be ready?"

I glared at Suri. "Where the fuck is your collar?"

Suri smiled and flicked her tail at me. "Oh, I forgot it...is that not okay?"

I stood up and charged over to her. I grabbed her by the chin and stared her down. Suri enjoyed the sudden roughness and licked her lower lip seductively. "Go on...hit me...go on...I'm waiting...okay?"

I was slowly growing numb to her constant provocation. "Suri you're a whore." I shoved her back. "Control yourself and put your damn collar on!"

Suri frowned hard. "Well, you're more like your dad than I thought. But fine, it's okay." Suri walked off, leaving me alone with the file.

I plopped down in my seat and started looking through the file. Twilight Velvet, age thirty-seven, two children. I looked at the picture in my hand. "Huh...she's beautiful...." I tucked the photo away and kept reading. Everything check out with her file, everything was fine. I moved the pages to the letter each applicant had to send.

Hello                               I don't know who's seeing this but I need something new.

I need someone to just take care of me, I just need a night where I don't have to do anything, and someone will make me feel good. I heard about you from some friends, and you sound right. I'm not looking for something rough, I just need someone to take care of me, I don't want to do anything, I want to show up, feel good, then leave. Nothing rough, nothing weird.

-Twilight Velvet

I rubbed my head and tossed the folder aside. "Suri...when's she showing up?!"

Suri trotted back in with her collar on. "I saw her at the Train station, okay? She should be here soon...maybe she got cold hooves." Suri walked over and stared at my groin. "I'm sure we could...pass the time...."

"Suri...don't touch me." I pushed her away with my foot. "Leave me the hell alone."

Suri turned her nose up to me and walked off. I settled in and waited for the client to show up. I just sat there as a few minutes passed. I nearly fell asleep waiting, but eventually a soft tapping came from the door. I jumped out of my seat, wiping off my face and checking my clothes.

I undid the lock and slowly opened the door. A white and purple mare stood with a headwrap and glasses. "Oh...you're...younger, than I expected."

"Twilight Velvet?"

The mare looked around, eventually nodding. "You're...you're the--"

I stepped aside and held the door open. "The sooner we get started the better, please come in."

Velvet looked inside and bolted in. "I uh...the windows are closed right?"

I closed the door and locked it. "Closed, covered and sound proofed. Your privacy is assured here." I pulled a collar from a drawer by the door and walked over to her. "Undress."

Velvet took off her coverings and looked at the collar. "Oh...I don't--"

I pulled the collar around her neck and made sure it fit. "We can discuss what you want in the bedroom, follow me."

Velvet touched her collar with her hoof and slowly trailed after me. "I uh...hmm...." I lead her into the master bedroom and waited for her.

"Alright...I read your letter, do you have anything else to say?"

Velvet looked around the room. "You read it...know what I want." I nodded and started opening the closet, pulling out a few supplies. "So...what...what are you planning?"

I pulled a roll of tape out and pulled off a few strips. "This will come off when we're done." I walked over and held her in place while I covered her cutie mark.

Velvet seemed unnerved as I covered her mark. "Uh- I- is this really necessary!?"

I finished up with the tape and tossed it aside. I pulled a set of black silk socks out, a ballgag, binders and a blindfold. Velvet tried to look at what I was doing but I forced her back. "Excuse me...let me work. You said you wanted to be taken care of...sit there and let me work."

Velvet grew a small frown. "I'm not sure this was--"

I cut her off, covering her eyes with the blindfold. "Let me work before you make up your mind."

Velvet stumbled a bit before sitting down. "I'm not--" I cut her off once again, stuffing a bite gag in her mouth and pulling it around her head. She let out a worried grumble before I ran my hand through her mane.

"I've got you. You are safe. Your magic will not be tampered with should you want to stop this." I rubbed her cheek and tugged at the bride and blind fold. "You're beautiful...your husband is a lucky man." Velvet calmed under my touch. "But I suppose you have your reasons, and I'm here to take care of it."

I walked back to the pile up supplies and found the socks. I knelt down to her and lifted her front foreleg. I slowly pulled the silk sock over her leg, pulling it tight and running my thumb along the inside of her hoof. "Does this feel good?" Velvet stayed quiet, her breathing soft as I pressed the silk into her tender underhoof. "I asked you a question, does it feel good."

I felt Velvet's body flush with heat her face glowing bright red as she adjusted herself. "Mmmmhmm." She mumbled, nodding slightly.

I moved to her other hoof, pulling the sock tight and running my hand up her leg. "A mare like you deserves to be treated like this, by a man like me, you came to the right person." I rubbed her legs as I pulled her sideways, tumbling her into my arms. Her body jerked before falling against me and going stiff. "I have you." I picked her up and placed her on her bed.

Her limbs went limp as I set her into the deeply cushioned bed. "Are you alright?"

"Mmmhm." Velvet nodded quickly. I moved on, taking the final two socks and pulling them onto her back legs. Velvet let out a short sigh as I rubbed her underhoof.

"You're fine...I have you, nothing is going to happen and I promise to please you."

"Mmmm...." Velvet let out a drawn out mumble, shifting slightly as I rubbed her legs. I moved on to the final piece, a five inch tail wrap.

I shifted her rear towards me, pressing my hand against the base of her tail. Velvet snapped her tail against her backside as I tried to work. "Ma'am, you need to calm down. I am here to please you, and will not do anything you're not comfortable with."

I rubbed the lower part of her back, waiting for her to let her tail go limp. Eventually her tail eased up, letting me wrap the purple and white mass of hair tight and revealing her engorged sex behind it. "You're an amazing mare ma'am...I can tell he hasn't touched you enough...I can tell why you came to me." I rubbed the back of her thigh, letting my thumb run along her curved leg. "Do you need a second?"

"Hmm...."

I stopped my movements and laid my hand across her taped over mark. "Let me know when you're ready."

I sat on the side of the bed, staring at her twitching, leaking, winking sex. She needed this, but she was still apprehensive. I rubbed her flank lightly, waiting for her to be ready. "Ma'am...feel free to stop me."

Her voice caught in her throat as I moved towards her back end. I stayed in contact with her while I moved my hand to her rear. I ran the ridge of my index finger across her slit, causing her tail to shoot up and breath pick up. My hand was quickly soaked as I jostled her sex, digging my thumb in ever so slightly and prodding her pussy. Her supple lips had an amazingly soft texture, made amazing by the wetness seeping past her and down her thigh.

Velvet's breathing was heavy, filling the room besides the organic sound of me jostling her needy pussy. "Ma'am...are you ready?"

Velvet didn't answer, just breathing heavily and squirming slightly. I undid my pants and pulled her flank to the edge of the bed. I was already read, the sloppy textures and slight stickiness to Velvet's fluids was enough to get me excited in moments. I lined myself up with her and lifted her leg parallel with my chest, holding it while her other leg laid on the bed. I leaned forward, pressing my tip against her sex and guiding me up and down. Her soft flesh was heaven on my tip, coating it in a warm stickiness that reeked of musk and sweat. I controlled myself, flicking my tip against her winking clitoris and pressing myself against her hole.

"Velvet...beg me." I pulled the gag just out of her mouth, ready to put it back after her admission. "Beg me."

Velvet laid, forelegs pulled against her chest. "Please...."

"Please what?"

Velvet let out a short huff as I pushed against the resistance of her sex. "Please...have sex with me."

I pressed deep, letting up just before popping inside. "That's not a beg. Beg me."

Velvet let out a shaky moan as I continued to tease her. "Please fuck me! Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me!"

I pulled the gag back into her mouth, watching as she bit down and let her breath go wild. I pushed past her entrance, pushing myself deep inside her hot insides and trying to keep from bursting immediately. Once stable, I thrusted in and out of her with a rather heavy rhythm. Each pull out would make her shudder, each slam forward would make her breath catch and boxy jiggle from the impact of my hips against her flank. I raised my hand on her leg, rubbing her underhoof and breathing against it.

I could see Velvet going crazy under me, throwing her weight against my thrusts as I worked. I moved a free arm to her chest and kept her pinned. Each thrust back she would try was immediately muted by me forcing her into the bed. I compensated by throwing more and more of my weight against her, digging deep and slowing my pace.

She was obviously not pleased at my speed, snorting and huffing as she tried to hurry herself along. I simply continued steadily and kept my thumb rubbing the inside of her hoof. I kept my hand on her head to keep her from moving and to tell when she was close.

I watched the clock tick away at ten minutes, and decided I should start finishing this. I picked up my pace, slowly picking up speed and power with each of my thrusts. I felt Velvet's inside twitch on a simple thrust, her heart picking up as well as her breathing. I pulled out in one swift motion, causing her breath to pick up like mad. I reached down, spreading her sex and waiting for it. Velvet's panting was cut abruptly short as her body let out a hard shudder. Her pussy tightened up for a moment before loosing any sense of tension. Her voice went from heated grunts to a pleased drawn out moan as she went docile.

I pushed back inside her still inviting sex, keeping her orgasm going as I brought myself to a finish. Two thrusts in and I pushed deep, shooting a load of my seed deep inside her. She was lost in a haze as I spilled my young seed inside her, painting her walls white and finishing our little dance.

I pulled out, spreading her legs wide and sticking my fingers inside her. Covered in my own seed and her juices I let her leg fall, taking off the gag and presenting her my fingers. "Open." Velvet did as I asked and popped her mouth open. I pressed my fingers against her tongue. "Close."

Velvet closed her mouth, holding me in place with her teeth as her tongue greedily snaked between my fingers and slurped up the sexual cocktail I had dipped them in.

Once, clean, I pulled them free and rolled Velvet onto her side. "Feel free to use the shower, and if you wish you are entitled to the house for the rest of the day." I carefully pulled the tape off her mark, being sure to do it painlessly.

Velvet's heavy panting was the only noise in the room above the jostling of my work. "I...that was...amazing...."

I undid her blindfold, revealing her beautiful blue eyes. I felt a small sense of guilt and turned away. "Enjoy your stay." I walked out of the room quietly and heading to the kitchen. I felt low. Such a beautiful mare, coming to me not for romance, but for simple sex. It felt awful, but this was my job, this was my life. The life given by my father, and the life I'd snatched from his fingers.

Chat

I stepped out of the shower and got dressed immediately. Velvet had chosen to stay the night, trying to stay hidden while she was meant to be signing books. It would seem that in an effort to be more accompanying to the client, I had inadvertently offered myself up as some sympathetic shoulder so to speak.

I took a deep breath and stepped out of the bathroom. It felt horrid, walking around knowing someone who paid me for sex was still here. It felt dirty, awkward, and just plain foreign. I decided to try and avoid any contact with Velvet and just went to the kitchen. I settled down with a cup of water and just sat, staring into the cup. I could see my pride swirling around as I stared into it.

I shoved it away and rubbed my eyes. I felt hollow. I hadn't eaten in hours, I hadn't slept for what felt like days, I was in a horrible way, yet all I could do is sit and wallow in my own sadness. "Oh- I uh...hello." Velvet peeked into the room and slowly walked over. "I...I never did get your name."

"It doesn't matter." I stated dryly, bouncing my hand on my knee. Velvet just cocked her head and walked over. "Did you need something?"

Velvet joined me at the table, pulling a seat next to me. "I...I'm not sure what the right way to go about this is...but...thank you."

I took a deep breath, staring into my drink. "It's fine."

Velvet just sat next to me. "Um...can I ask you something?"

"Is it about my age?"

Velvet just stared at me. "Yes."

I let out a loud sigh. "Eighteen last weekend."

Velvet froze in place. "I- you're my daughters age!"

I shrugged. "And?"

"S-shouldn't you be in school!?"

"Shouldn't you be with your husband."

Velvet took the blow physically, shrinking down. "I should...."

I got mad and knocked my glass over, spilling water over the table. "Yeah...I should be in school. I shouldn't even be here. But...such is life, unpredictable...cruel."

I went and got a rag. "So...since we're sharing...why'd you come to me...what did you get from me that your loyal husband wasn't giving you?"

Velvet slumped down in her seat. "Loyal, what a joke." She let out a short huff. "I found him sleeping with one of Twilight-- my daughter's old teachers." She shook her head. "He doesn't know I know.... But I could tell. Now he won't even look at me...he's hunting down teenage humans.... But I guess I'm no different."

I wiped up my spill and sat back down. "You came to a professional.... I might be young, but if there's one thing I know, it's sex." I crossed my arms. "Just about all I know."

Velvet shifted in her seat. "What does that mean!?"

I tossed my hand up. "I'm not good with math, I can't build, I can't write poetry or a story...I have no practical skills. Besides fucking...."

Velvet shifted uneasily. "How horrible."

"Truly." I leaned back in my chair.

Velvet just watch me. "I uh.... What's your name?"

I sighed. "Anders."

"That's...kind of a strange name for a human...isn't it?"

"It's my last name. But it's what I go by."

Velvet frowned hard. "Do you not trust me?"

"What?"

"Do you not trust me to know your real name?"

I cocked an eyebrow at her. "You're a client!"

"Yeah well- you're a kid!"

"Kid that fucked you!" I jumped upright, fronting on her from across the table.

"Really!?" Velvet kicked her chair away and stormed over to me. "I'm twice your freaking age! You need to sit down and calm yourself!"

I stared down at her. "You're a fucking client! Why the hell are you still here!?"

"Because I want to be, I paid to be, so sit down and be quiet!"

We devolved into a quick staring contest. Eventually I settled back down into my seat. "What the hell are you doing?"

Velvet sat back down. "You need to learn some respect--"

"Bitch, I'm paid to treat mares like property! You--" Velvet leaned across the table and hit me with her foreleg.

She had the look of death about her. "I paid you to make me feel good, and you call me a bitch!?"

I rubbed my cheek and backed out of her reach. "You asked for something different! I stay in control, but the customer's always right! If I was doing what I was supposed to be doing, you would have been bound up in a latex bodysuit for two hours!"

"Too bad, I'm not, and I'm not gonna get called a bitch by some little would be pervert!"

"Then leave!"

Velvet stood up and grabbed my collar with her magic. She pulled me down eye to eye with her. "You listen to me...I don't care what you think you are, I don't care what you do, but you...I'm not about to leave someone like you alone in Equestria."

"I don't need your damn help!" I yanked myself free and took a step back. "If I needed help, I'd get it!"

Velvet yanked me down. "You obviously need it! I'll be back next week."

"You gonna pay me again!?" I snapped, trying to pull away.

"No. I'm going to come, spend the day with you."

I pulled free and started laughing. "Spend the day with me!? Really!? You think that--"

"You- you said I was beautiful...you said it...and you're--"

"It was a job!"

"He's lying." Suri cooed, walking past the doorway. "He has your picture in his shirt pocket."

"Suri, in the ground!" I threatened, chasing her off. "Six feet down!"

Velvet walked next to me. "Who is that?"

I shook my head. "Assistant...secretary...she helps me find contracts."

"And was she lying?" My hand shot to my breast pocket. "Anders?"

I turned towards the door. "Go...your time is over."

"Do you have my picture!?" Velvet yelled, causing me to stop dead. I slowly turned to her and fished the photo out of my pocket. I ripped it in two and threw it on the floor in front of her.

"If I--"

I stopped talking as she picked the photo up and repaired it with her magic. "Do you have a pencil?"

"What- what the hell is this? You gonna--"

"I'm going to teach you to write a story." Velvet pulled something from her mane. "This...is my number. If I don't pick up you ask for me, tell whoever it is I'm helping you write a novel, okay?" Velvet levitated the photo into my hand. "I can tell you're angry, I can tell you don't like me, but hopefully we can change that." She took the collar off and set it on the table by my door. "I'll be sure to...try and help get you, business."

With that she walked out, leaving me alone with Suri. "Well...she's certainly something special." Suri walked over and looked me up and down. "Thinking a little bastard like you could ever be something useful."

I looked at the photo, memorizing the number she wrote on the back. "Contracts...now." I demanded, glaring down at Suri.

Suri smiled, licking her lips. "Careful...you get me all hot when you yell." She pulled a few folders from her saddlebags. "Nothing great...but it's a start."

I looked over the list of low notoriety names and tucked them under my arm. A quick scan of the letters let me know just how strange Velvet was. These mares all wanted something dominating, but Velvet, Velvet just wanted to feel good. These other mares were asking for specific things, to be talked down to, to be rutted like mad, to be burned or slapped.

Ponies seemed to have just as many kinks as people back home. I scheduled the three mares and sent the files to Suri for processing. With my day finally done, I settled down in my bed.

I made sure the photo was safe and drifted into an uneasy sleep.

Professional

I took a deep breath, running my hand over a letter Velvet had sent me. They were younger pictures of her, fresh faced, right out of school. It was heart warming. It made me feel more than a little guilty for what I had done to her. It made me guilty for the two mares I'd pleasured.

Two mares, half the presence of Velvet, two mares that barely lasted under my touch. it made me feel like some sort of monster, some sort of sick pervert. I rubbed my head as I looked at the bright eyed mare in the pictures. I rubbed my head, thinking about finding a way to go back in time, or to restore her youth.

It was selfish, disgusting, but I couldn't help it. I was in a land of magic, providing a very dark service for a very basic problem, money. For all the magic, the wonderful people, everything, it was still a very real place, with very real problems. But at least I found a bit of an out, even if it was with a cheating housewife.

I let out a tired sigh. "Pick your battles I suppose...." I mumbled to myself, rubbing my head and looking at the young mare in the pictures. I felt myself growing a little embarrassed as I studied a picture of Velvet in a gym uniform. I caught myself half uttering something rather brash. "Tight flank...still got- whoa...what the hell?" I slapped myself and shook my head. "That's...wow. Is this love...god damn, this sucks."

I slumped down in my chair and pulled my hair out of my face. "...Fuck...I just...I can't-- ...Fuck!" I threw my hands up, the sinking feeling in my gut growing like a tumor. I'd never wanted to see someone again like this in my life. It felt horrible and amazing all at once, conflicting emotions collecting in a lump at the bottom of my gut.

"Suri...where are you!?" I called out to her, looked to the doorway. "Suri...I need you to come here and not be a bitch...."

Suri trotted in loftily. "Hey, you got a client coming today, ookay?" She dropped a folder onto my lap. "Now, what did you want?"

I took a deep breath. "That depends...can you be honestly sympathetic for once?"

Suri scoffed. "Nick, when am I--"

I bopped Suri on the nose. "Anders."

Suri adjusted her collar. "Oh, so now we're being picky?"

"Shut up Suri...I need someone to talk to." I rubbed my head and set the file down. "It's about Velvet...."

Suri scoffed yet again. "Her!? Really? You could get any mare, any hot blooded, purple maned mare, and you're picking her.... Fine, what is it?"

I shook my head. "I keep thinking about her. I mean...I barely know her, but...she's in my head." I scratched my cheek. "We talked the other day...just on the phone for a few minutes, but.... Suri...can you hug me?"

Suri's gaze lowered into a bored frown. "A hug.... You know, you can just call her over--"

"Suri, we trade favors, a hug for a session."

Suri locked up. "And I don't have to pay?"

"It's just gonna be sex...no talking, not fluff, buy yeah."

Suri jumped at me, throwing her hoof around my back and quickly throwing me off. "There, was that--"

"Fuck off Suri!" I snapped angrily. "I fucking bear my soul to you and you just-- Oh just fuck off." I buried myself back into my chair. "I don't know why I thought you'd care."

"Because you're stupid." Suri chuckled. "Kid...I like you, I wouldn't be here if I didn't. But you're not really...a pony...."

I rubbed my head. "You mean I'm not a person to you."

"Well if you wanna say it wrong!"

"Nice.... You know I'm trying to stop this right!?"

Suri nodded. "But until then, you're just a penis with an annoying whiny disposition." She laughed a little. "Maybe we can be friends when you're not a whore."

I tuned her out and waited for her to leave. "Bitch...." I grumbled sourly. I looked over the file she'd left with me.

M. Harshwhinny, age forty-three, paid in full. "Well...that's...brief." I looked over the rest of the form, no real notes, no personality to it. The letter had only a single line of text.

Anal, no talking, no gag, blind fold, latex. It warmed my heart to know the personal kinks of every mare I'd worked with, but this was special. I assumed the no talking was from me, and that she didn't want a gag. Aside from that and the obvious butt play she wanted, there was nothing, not a pen stroke or an ink stain.

I wiped my face and leaned back in my chair. "Well...it's a mare that knows what she wants. Better than a virgin I guess...." My middle client was a virgin, came before I could get her into the outfit she wanted. I ended up refunding her half of the payment and sent her off. It was rather embarrassing on both sides.

I lounged about, waiting for the client. I ended up sitting in the kitchen eating a triangular sandwich. I stared at the sandwich, turning it over and looking at the insides slap around. "...God damn...triangles." I chomped on the sandwich stuffing my face as a knock came from the door.

I stuffed the entire ordeal into my mouth, trying to chew through the toasted bread and flinging the door open. An orange mare glared at me from below. "Mr. Anders?"

I held the door open, the mare rushing in and kicking it closed. She ripped it from my hand, slamming it and returning to her glare. "Sir...really...bread crumbs?"

I wiped off my face. "Sorry, you're- oh...you're not late." I scratched my head. "That's a first."

Ms. Harshwhinny shook her head. "Sir. I was expecting a little more...professionalism."

I shrugged. "My work is already rather...erratic, but if you insist." I wiped off my hands and straightened my shirt. "May I show you to the bedroom?"

The blonde maned nodded. "You may." We walked slowly towards the master bedroom, a familiar walk for me. "Well...I must say, you're not exactly what I was expecting."

"Someone older, I take it?"

Harshwhinny shook her head. "Not necessarily. Simply someone more, professional, less...how do I say this without offending you...childish."

I cleaned off my shirt. "It depends on the client, you didn't specify much for me. I mean...you can ask me to be just about anyone. Plain clothed, fine dress, fully...naked." My voice caught in my throat. "That was an uncomfortable night."

"Oh! I...I'm sorry then. I thought I was rather concise."

"Not really...." I scratched my head and opened the door for her. "But...you requested no gag...which is...you know, odd. But you can request whatever you want. Just know, in the end, I'm in control, and if I think I came make the experience more pleasurable by going against your orders, I will."

"Well...maybe you're what I expected after all." She let out a husky laugh, walking over and onto the bed. "But...I was serious about what I wrote."

"I get it.... So, we ready to start?"

Ms. Harshwhinny took off her jacket, folding it and holding it for me. "Put this somewhere clean?"

I took it gingerly and set it on a chair for any observers. With everything done I went to my closet. "Any specific color?"

"Eh- color what?"

"Black will work." I pulled out a few dangly black bodysuit. "Now, a serious question. Weight?"

Harshwhinny stood tall. "One-thirty-six."

"Huh, not bad." I tossed away the large and small. "Most mares your age go slimmer."

"Excuse me." Harshwhinny walked over, standing before me. "But I believe I asked you not to talk."

I shrugged in affirmative, quickly laying out the legs of the body suit. I picked up Harshwhinny, lifting her into place and yanking the suit up the body. It caught a little, but her clean coat made it easier. Usually they were sweating and mumbling by this point. Then again, I only have three other experiences, and one turned out to be rather intimate.

I pulled the suit up, carefully zipping her up to the neck. It came to her jawline, fitting tight against her body. Only her tail and her head were exposed. "Uh- tail wrap?"

"I asked-- Huuh, yes please."

I went behind her finding her rear exposed. A small plot of orange coat in a sea of black latex. I wrapped the base of her tail, keeping it out of the way for the act. I took my time, wrapping it tight around the flesh of her tail. I finished up and blew a cool breath of air across her dampening sex. "Excu-uh-excuse me!" That little shutter told me everything I needed to know. Either she was in heat and hiding it well, or she hasn't had sex in quite a long time.

I felt a devious smile grow over my face as I grabbed her latex bound flank roughly. "Oh...wait." I stood up, finding a pair of blinders in the closet and strapping them to Harshwhinny's head.

"Excuse me, I asked for--" I stopped her, slapping her flank and making her jump. "This isn't--"

I grabbed a fist full of flesh, squeezing her and forcing her head forward. I was supposed to be silent, so my hands would have to talk for me. I slid my hands back across her body, sliding my fingers under the latex suit while my thumb ran along the backside of her thigh. "Sir, this isn't what I ask--"

I moved my hands back, my fingers enjoying her soft coat as her hair got shorter. I ran my fingertips across her labia, already growing slick. I pinched her flesh, pulling at it slightly. "Sir...that- uuuugh." She threw her hips back, clitoris winking in excitement. In a flash I moved to it, pinching it between my fingertip and my knuckle.

Harshwhinny let out an angry snort and adjusted her hooves. She didn't say anything, only huffing and puffing as I teased her bulb. I ran my free hand across her bare body, teasing her entrance with my fingers. I could already smell her, her body going into overdrive and soaking my fingers in a slightly sticky wetness.

I made sure my hands were nice and wet before drawing back and tracing up to her rear. Her scent was heavy in the air, filling my nose with her heady musk. I returned her excitement, sliding my fingers up and slipping them deep into Harshwhinny's tight backside. "Huuuh...," Harshwinny groaned, her head lowering in submission.

I dug deep, enjoying the hot fleshy texture that tightened around my fingers. I lifted my hand, pulling at her flesh and making her let out a deep moan. "More...."

I let go of her nub, moving my other hand up and slipping my finger into her. I pulled her ass open, stretching it with my index fingers. "This is--" I slipped my fingers in deep, stretching her hot body wide open. "-Is...rather--" She stopped, biting her lip and letting out a strong sigh.

I rattled my fingers around her tight rear, letting the heat bleed into my fingers. I pulled hard, stretching her wide. I stared into her ripe hot insides, squeezing and contracting as her back legs shifted about.

I let off, dragging my fingers across her as I pulled out. I held Harshwhinny's shaking legs in place as I stood. "Sir...I wasn't don--" I slapped her flank, stopping her dead once again. "Sir--" I slapped her flank harder, digging my hands against the latex suit. "S--" Once more, squeezing her flank hard and pulling her back a step.

I waited, making sure she wasn't about to talk. Once assured I walked to her front, dropped trow, and presented myself before her narrow vision. She watched me like a hawk, my stare just as strong. Between our staring match and the smell of sex in the air things were rather tense. I stepped forward, pressing my tip against her lips. She kept her mouth closed and just stared at me.

I kept my breath as her hot breath lapped across the top of my rod. It was clear she was going to fight me on this. I grabbed her head, guiding my tip against the parting of her lips and forcing myself inside. She locked up, holding my tip between her teeth.

I slapped her cheek softly, growing more and more forceful until she stopped with her teeth. She continued to stare at me as I pushed more and more of myself into her mouth. Her tongue stayed plastered to the bottom of her mouth. She wasn't about to make this nice for me, nor was I going to make it nice for her.

I held her head in place, thrusting in and out, soaking my rod in her saliva and jabbing her throat. Harshwhinny's voice deteriorated into squelches and gags as I slid myself in and out of her sloppy wet hole.

Once nice and wet, I drew back, hurrying over to her backside and pushing my fingers back into her rear. I pulled her wide, getting an angry snort from the fiery mare. Once pulled open I guided myself to her, jabbing her gape with my tip and making her snort angrily.

I started growing a bit angry myself, her constant challenging snorts and huffs grating on my nerves. I slid myself into her ass, stretching her wide and slowly replacing my fingers with my twitching rod. Harshwhinny's voice went dull as I slid more and more of my saliva lubed cock into her hot ass.

I gripped her by the front of her thighs and rammed myself deep into her backside. "This- is- more--" I pulled back, sliding across her red hot insides. Harshwhinny's voice caught, turning to a hearty moan. Her breathing grew heavy as I buried myself deep in her tight flesh. I controlled my breathing, maintaining a calm demeanor despite my excitement.

I kept a slow, deep pace. Feeling her insides squeeze me tight as she clenched up, and my rock hard shaft pushing against her body, making it give way and rooting myself deep in her body. The room filled with the smell of sex, that familiar cocktail of sweat and musk. Harshwhinny's breathing was calm at first growing more and more hasty and irrational as I sped up.

I felt her cum, locking up and breath finally losing control. "Fuck- fuck- fuuuuck!" Harshwhinny screamed, her rigid legs backing up and jamming her flank against my hips. I waited for her to back up fully, holding her in place and grabbing her head.

I forced her neck back at a rather harsh angle and stared into her eyes. She was in a mix of lust and panic, brain going haywire as I pulled back and slammed a few inches inside her. My digs became shallow but forceful, quickly bringing her right back to the edge and knocking her over. She stared into my eyes, lust overtaking panic as I held her in place.

Her breathing was wicked, snorts and huffs commonplace as her breath went ragged. I slammed against her, tipping her over into another miniature bliss. Her eyes went docile, the force ebbing as each small orgasm took her resistance with it.

I ran my hands through her mane, bunching it up and taking hold. Harshwhinny grunted softly as I pulled her by the mane.

I gave her a heavy dig, thrusting hard enough to lift her hooves off the ground. She was lifted just enough that her hooves clattered against the floor like a drum, legs shaking violently and eyes shutting softly.

"Aaaah" She locked up, tightening her body. I took advantage and rammed her hot body like mad, parting her flesh and bringing myself over the edge. I held my breath as my cum exploded out, sending a pulse of pleasure through my head and down my shaft. I started pasting her depths with a sticky warmth, filling her ass with my thick cum.

I went lightheaded at my lack of breathing, the tight heat surrounding my cock slowly growing damp as I injected my seed into her body. It went on for ages, my special diet assuring a huge load each time. Harshwhinny was in space, mumbling slightly and weakly throwing her weight back and forth on my meat.

I pushed my seed out, letting her go and jamming my fingers into her ass. I dug around her backside until I hit the deposit of cream. I leaned away and watched as it drew out, leaking out of her puckered rear and oozing down her plot. I rubbed her button, massaging her rammed button and standing up. Harshwhinny was locked up tight, her body completely rigid from the act.

I let out a soft sigh and threw a cushion to her right. I pressed my hand against her left side and slowly tipped her over. She plopped down into the cushion and went limp.

"Ms. Harshwhinny...enjoy your stay," I said, plopping down on the bed. "It's been...a pleasure."

Need

I sat around my living room, going through the photo's Velvet sent me. I felt like such a scumbag, staring at pictures from the past and ogling a teenager. I folded the photos away and looked at the clock. I rubbed my head, unsure how to spend my day.

I gave in to my guilty pleasure and went to the phone. I jammed a few buttons and waited. A few seconds passed before it picked up. A male voice on the other end, "Hello?"

"Yes hello--"

"You! I know who you are!"

I took a small gulp. "Sir, I'm looking for--"

"You'll get you money damn it, now--"

"Sir...I'm looking for Twilight Velvet. It's about her book."

"Oh- honey, it's for you! Something about a book...yeah, okay! She's coming."

I scratched my head as I waited, hearing a scuffle as the phone was passed. "Hello?"

Velvet's voice shot back. "Inky! What did you need?"

I caught the reason for her nickname. "Can you come over?"

"It's a little late...how important is it?"

I took a deep breath. "Velvet, I need to talk to you...."

"...I see, should I rent a hotel? Are you gonna pay for the ticket or reimburse me?" I scratched my head, a bit confused.. "Okay...alright, sure I can do that. Honey, they want me to run a workshop, it's gonna be a few days. ...Okay, are you gonna meet me at the station?"

I took a deep breath. "I was gonna...do something--"

"That's fine, I'll find my own way. I'll see you in a little bit." The phone went silent, followed by a loud tone. I left it hanging and collected myself. I hurried into the kitchen, the train would be arriving in about an hour.

I grabbed a few citrus fruits, a bit of yogurt, other assorted fruit and a few knives. I laid everything out and went about peeling the rather pungent fruit. Equestrian fruit was by far more flavorful and packed just a little more punch. I finished peeling, moving to chopping like an assembly line worker.

It felt nice, calm, easy. Something simple, clean, an all around quiet time. Little by little, fresh oranges were added to a plain yogurt, apples were sliced. Fruit salad and citrus yogurt was quickly set aside while I went about the rest of my cooking.

It struck me that perhaps cooking might have counted as a skill, if not the the requirement for keeping myself health and my libido high. I stopped as a lime was sliced in half. I have a wide variety of skills, but they're all based around sex. "Maybe Velvet knows a way to turn that into something good."

I finished up my cooking and stowed the cold in the fridge, the hot in the oven, and myself in a chair. I sat there, a bit bored before a loud knocking rang out over the stoic silence.

I jumped up in a flash, running to the door and catching my breath. I slowly opened the door, revealing a rather tired looking Velvet and a pair of heavy saddlebags. "Anders...Nick, do you mind?"

I hurried and grabbed her bags from her sides. "Of course." I carried them on my shoulders as she walked inside. "It's no problem."

"Thank you Nick." Velvet looked around. "It's so nice of you to ask me out here."

"What?" I followed her as she walked slowly around my entry. "I thought you were doing me a favor."

Velvet let out a deep sigh. "Do you not know?" I shrugged. Velvet grew a wry smile. "It's snowfall tomorrow, or tonight rather." She walked towards the kitchen. "Is this your first winter?"

I scratched the back of my neck, setting her things down and following her to the kitchen. "This is my first month actually." I found her sitting at my table, looking out the window into the night's sky. "So...how cold is it gonna be?"

"Quite." She adjusted her hooves, enjoying the view. "Remember to bundle up."

I rubbed my head as I started setting the dinner I had planned. "Well...I was thinking. I do have a guest room, but it's a little drafty."

Velvet frowned hard. "We're not in a relationship Nick, I'm still married."

"Oh! I...yeah." I sat down, plates clinking as I fell. "That's fine."

Velvet cooed softly, "I was only joking. I- I mean I'm not condoning cheating...but this is all rather exciting!" She jumped her chair closer to mine. "It's a bit like I'm dating again. I mean...maybe our meeting was a little, forward. But I'm still excited!"

I felt a little guilty as I adjusted my posture. "Can I ask you about that?" I rubbed my hands under the table. "I'm not exactly the most experienced with, relationships."

Velvet just took a deep breath. "He stopped looking at me the same way after Twilight left, my daughter, that was a year and a half ago. That was the first time. I was helping file some things at the school, next thing I hear, Oh Night Light, oooooh. And I just- I- I just...I walked out." She sighed rather despondently. "Then when Humans started showing up, he just...." She seemed troubled, unable to speak.

"You don't have to--"

"He started hanging around this, girl. She worked at some store in town. I'm sure he's with her right now."

I let out a short huff. "You know...you could--"

"Get a divorce? I know...but imagine this, Princess Twilight's parents divorced, can we really trust a broken family to rule?"

I scoffed. "That's ridiculous--"

"But it's what people will say--"

"And, and, not what I was going to say." I tapped my fingers on the table. "I was going to say you could ask me for help." I let out a rough cough. "My job comes with quite a few connections, some legal...some...not so legal. Ask and I can dig up as much info on your little girl problem as possible."

She looked a little concerned. "Um--"

I rubbed my neck. "Or, I could use the money to buy dinner tomorrow."

Velvet let out a short, nervous laugh. "I think I'd like that better."

I shrugged. "This might be a bit forward myself, but if you need anything, ever, call me first." I looked down at the yogurt. "But, we have food, the night ahead of us."

Velvet nodded. "Yeah," She looked over the assorted fruits. "Oh geez, this is too much." She grew a little red and tossed her mane back. "This reminds me of back when I was a filly."

I shrugged. "One's never too old to be treated nicely."

"Hey, I'm not old--"

"Mature," I corrected.

"Fair enough. But I think you made it clear how you felt when you actually called me back."

I looked down at my bowl, I had mindlessly downed it. "What can I say, I've grown rather infatuated with you." I spooned another horrendous load of citrus muck into my bowl. "Talking with you is making this bearable."

Velvet cocked her head. "You don't like it?"

"Eh, I hate citrus personally. I eat it for- uh... how to say this without being crass. I eat it to keep my loads...large."

"Your cum," She spooned a mouthful of yogurt into her mouth, "We're talking about your cum, right?"

I tossed my spoon into my bowl. "I'm trying to be all high class and polite, then you just say, cum." I let out a short sigh. "Geez."

"Nick, I'm a mare, I'm a mother, I've heard it all." She laughed softly, "I really did think we were past that when you buried your meaty dick into my plump little pussy."

I put my elbow on the table and propped my head up with my wrist. "Oh course you would."

Velvet started laughing. "What? Did you not like that?" She stood, moving her seat next to mine. "I didn't come here just for you, ya know." She shifted against me, putting her hoof on my thigh. "I have needs...like anybody else."

I took a deep breath as I felt her hoof dig against my groin. "I- figured," I moved my hand under the table, skipping subtly and dragging my middle finger across her slit, feeling me drag across her nub, sending a shiver down her spine. "I wasn't exactly innocent either." I leaned against her, leaning my head down against her neck. "Gonna make you feel like a filly."

Velvet's hoof left me as she melted against my side. "Mmm, yeah?"

I kissed the back of her jaw, nipping at her skin. "Gonna make you scream my name," I held her head and nuzzled her. "Your scent, your feel, everything about you is just so amazing."

Velvet shuddered hard as a number of bells started ringing in the distance. "Nick, if you're- trying to- Nick- stop it...." She mumbled with a soft giggle, breath catching as I dug my fingers into her, splitting her lips and feeling her back hoof bop my leg. She was blushing softly, eyes closed and mouth hanging just open. I pulled my hand from her sex, dragging my moist fingers across her lip.

"Taste it."

"Nick...."

"Please." Soon after I spoke she leaned her head forward, taking my finger into her mouth and pressing her tongue against it.

"Mmmm, mmmm." She sucked at my finger greedily, making me wish I could give her more this soon. "Nick...I'm ready."

I traced my hand down her body. "Living room, go." I left her sitting on the chair. "I need to get something."

I hurried towards the bedroom, finding a pair of cuffs and running back. Velvet was sitting on a chair facing the window. The window was wide open, a blast of cold air rushing inside. "Nick...look." Velvet called me over to the window. I joined her, staring out over the city as snow powdered the cityscape.

I felt a warm smile crawl over my face as the cold lapped at my collar. "It's beautiful j--"

"Just like me?"

I just smiled warmly and picked her up, taking her place on the chair and sitting her back down facing me. "Took the words right out of my mouth." I adjusted her, her legs straddling me. "Forelegs?"

Velvet cocked her head. "Why do you- wait...of course." She held her forelegs for me, I quickly chained them together and lifted the chain around the back of my neck, pulling Velvet close. She tried not to look me in the eyes as her hooves wrapped themselves around my neck. "You know I could have just hugged you right? We're...having a moment...."

I rubbed her sides, causing Velvet to shudder softly. "I just wanted to make sure you wouldn't fall." I deftly moved my hands to my zipper, pulling myself free.

"From--" Velvet gasped as my rod pressed against her body. "Oh...Nick, dear Celestia."

"What?" I asked with a bit of a laugh.

She soured her expression. "A little more foreplay would- Hmmph?!" I cut her off, pressing my lips against her's. "Mmmm." She moaned softly, her mouth opening as I flicked my tongue against her lips. I pressed inside, pinning her tongue and pulling her close.

The cold lapped against my legs as a wet heat slowly grew over my member. I continued to massage Velvet's tongue with my own, the soft sloppy textures swirling around my mind sent me wild. I pushed against her hard, watching as Velvet's eyes barely remained open, her muzzle growing pink, then red, then a bright scarlet. I could feel her trying to push back, her tongue weak and submissive when faced with my own.

She started going slack, leaning backwards and breaking out kiss. She hung limply as the chain of her cuffs dug into my neck. "Dear- Clestia- you taste like oranges."

I smiled and gave her a quick peck on the lips. "Hold on-"

Velvet leaned forward. "I wasn't done yet...." I lifted Velvet by her thighs, guiding myself into place and slowly sinking it into her. "Haaa- aaaaaah" Velvet's voice went slow as I lowered her down. "Oooo-oooo-oooh Niiiick"

I let her settle down, impaled on my cock. She tightened up, squeezing me hard and making me flinch. I could feel her every muscle holding me down tight. Her stomach tight, her insides strong, her backside fleshy and pleasing to the touch. I squeezed her flank hard, holding her down on my lap. "Velvet...are you ready?"

Velvet simply answered by tightening her muscles and driving her mouth against me. She came back more forceful, like my penetration had lit a fire in her. "Mmm- hmp!?" I stopped myself from moaning. It felt horridly awkward, but Velvet's eyes popped open with a cheeky look.

Velvet pressed into my mouth, taking a hearty lap over my tongue. "Mmmmm," she moaned. "Mmm?"

I tried to keep myself from responding, letting out a short one at a particularly strong clench and tickle. "Mmm-"

"Mmmmm!" Velvet prodded me to respond. "Mmmmm, hmmmmm."

I pushed her out of my mouth, taking the fight back to her as I started thrusting against her wet hot insides. Her amazingly tight body squeezing the life out of me, her velvet soft insides, damp and smooth against my thrusts. The smell of sex was short lived, taken away by a brisk breeze. Velvet clenched up as the bitter cold wind lapped against our bodies.

"Mmmmh-hm-hmmm" I groaned, quickening my deep shallow thrusts.

Velvet's head slowly fell back as I rammed my head deep inside her, basking in the smooth wet pleasure that came with each dig. Velvet just hung her head back, a wide open mouthed smile riding her face as I rode her. "N-n-n-Nick--" She tightened up, body shaking from a sudden wave of pleasure, resonating from her stomach to the tips of her legs. "B-buuuck."

I too was getting close. My usual resistance torn apart by this lovely mare. "Velvet- I'm gonna- I'm gonna cum--" I bit my lip hard as I felt myself tip over the edge. I tried to hold back as long as possible, my cock lost in a violent joy as my orgasm rattled fruitlessly through my body.

One...two...three, make it to five, four--

I lost it, holding her flank down and shooting my warm good deep into her body. Velvet just let out a dazed moan as she rocked limply. I finished, wrapping my hands around her back and standing up. "Nick...bathroom, I gotta go clean- up." Velvet mumbled hazily. "Nick...I gotta--"

"Mmm-mmm, let's just stay like this a little while longer." I cooed as I carried her towards my couch.

"So- what- I'm- you're mare- now?" Velvet asked, wrapping her back legs around my waist, the cold wind stuck on her coat, but quickly burned away by the warmth of her body. "Is- that it?"

I laid Velvet down, driving her against the back of the couch and spooning her. "If I say yes, will you stay?"

Velvet let out a short laugh. "Well...I'm kinda stuck." She let out a small sigh of pleasure, "Nick, you're too nice to me. It's like feeding a stray...I'll just keep coming back."

I nuzzled her mane, pulling a blanket over us and settling in. "And I'm just fine with that."

Shopping

I zipped up my jacket, getting ready to go out. Velvet was busy showering, leaving me to plan and get everything ready. I sat in my living room, going over a map of the shopping district and plotting out a few buildings.

"Nick, I'm ready!" Velvet called, walking down the steps and over to me. She was clad in a quartet of bright yellow boots and a frumpy sweater. She stood next to me, overlooking the map. "So, what's the plan?"

I looked her over, cocking an eyebrow and pointing to her sweater. "That's...didn't you bring something nice?"

Velvet frowned and looked down at her clothes, "...What's wrong with this? It's blue!"

I laughed a little and turned to my map, "True, but you deserve better." I spotted a high end shop and pointed it out, "How much you feel like spending?"

Velvet shoved me in my chair, "I can't afford anything in this town! And I'm too old to be trying to keep up with trends...."

I looked her straight in the eyes, unflinchingly as I spoke, "Bullshit."

Velvet took a step back, "Nick! Really?"

"Yes, really." I turned to the map and started planning. "We hit up Highlight's, grab some lunch, and wander around the shopping district until we find something interesting." I folded up the map, memorizing the street names as I went to put it away. "So, sound good?"

Velvet followed me as I put the map into a drawer and went to grab some bits, "Nick...I can't afford it--"

I ignored her and found my bank card, "Yeah, well I can." I tucked it into my wallet and walked Velvet to my door. "I earned this, and what the hell am I going to spend it on!?"

Velvet looked off to the side, "This is from...my money is in there isn't it?"

I nodded, "Yours and about ten other mares. But you got the first purchase, it's gone up about three times since then."

Velvet froze as we stepped out onto the frozen port city streets. "Triple!? For what!?"

I locked my door and slowly lead Velvet down the street. "Kink. Discretion, kink and a bit of sympathy." We joined a crowd, sticking close together as the horde of ponies walked. "I had a mare start crying like a baby after we finished, she said she felt like such a pervert."

Velvet's face contorted with agitation, "I thought you didn't talk about your clients."

I shrugged, leading her out of the horde and onto an emptier path, "Never use names, but the stories are the best part!"

Velvet bumped me with her flank, "You talk about me?"

"You? What would I say about you? I had this one client, first client, sweetest damn thing. She had no idea what to do and she just stole my damn heart. That's not a very good story."

Velvet just laughed, stopping half way through and turning to me, "Stole your heart?"

I looked away, staring at a few trendy signs on the other side of the street. "...What do you want me to say? We're...together...here in Manehattan. That's farther than anybody else."

Velvet smiled cheekily, "What do you mean, together?"

I shook my head, spotting Highlight's in the distance. "I meant physically, like we're standing a foot apart. What did you mean, together?"

Velvet just glared at me, "Dear Celestia, it's like I'm back in freaking magic school. I meant you put your cock inside me."

"Well that's...blunt."

"Mmmh, not really. Compared to a pony it was kinda pointy."

I started chuckling as a rickshaw zoomed by, "Not what I meant. You seem oddly fascinated with my penis."

"It's good!" Velvet noted, slapping me with her tail, "I wouldn't be risking my marriage for some jail bait human otherwise."

I felt her words drop into my gut. "That's a joke...right?"

Velvet nodded, "Yeah, my marriage was ruined a long time ago."

I laughed lightly, waiting to cross the street. "Some times I really can't tell if you're joking or not."

"Good. Can't have your ego getting too big now can we?" Velvet stepped out into the crossing, swinging her flank and trotting daintily. "Now stop staring and come on."

I sighed and followed her to the storefront. She wandered in, leaving me to catch up.

A man in a red dress shirt cut me off, "Excuse me sir," he stopped me just before the door.

"Did you need something?"

The man took out his wallet, revealing a R.C.M.P. badge. "We're looking for an illegal alien, Franklin Smith, you don't happen to know him do you?"

I swallowed hard. "No sir."

He looked me over, "You have your ID?"

I took my wallet out and handed my ID over. "Is there a problem?"

The Mountie looked my card over. "No Mr. Anders. But do let us know if you come across any information." He handed my papers back over and turned away.

I tucked it back into my pocket and grabbed the man by the shoulder. "Excuse me, do you have a picture? I might have seen him."

The man nodded, pulling a notice from his pocket. "Here, our information is on there too. Now have a good day."

I opened up the folded notice, finding my father's bearded face plastered all over it. "Son of a bitch!" I hissed, feeling my somewhat scruffy face. "Well fuck." I tucked it away and hurried into the shop.

I had just lost both a rather stylish haircut and my beard to this stupid slip of paper. While not identical, I was similar enough that dressing like him and having his style would draw unwanted attention.

"Nick, what the hay are you doing out there?" Velvet walked over, looking me up and down, "Nick, are you okay?"

I rubbed my face and nodded, "Yeah, yeah I'm fine." I spotted a fay stallion roaming the lobby like storefront. "Hey, do you work here?"

The stallion spotted me and trotted gayly over. "Indeed, did you..." he looked Velvet over, "...Are you sure you're in the right place?"

I unzipped my jacket, revealing a rather high end label shirt. The stallion's ears perked up, "Oh...I see. Price range?"

I made a quick decision to dip into the reserves my father had kindly, left me, after his death. "Keep it under ten grand."

The stallion nodded dutifully, "And this is for warm or cold?"

"Cold weather, try to get two outfits out of it." I rubbed my chin as the stallion circled Velvet, "Actually, twenty, and find a few sexy outfits."

The stallion smiled knowingly, "Crotchless?"

I nodded, "Surprise me. You got twenty K to work with."

The stallion stood next to me, looking at Velvet and putting his hoof on his chin. "Is this a full wardrobe or just some closet stuffers?"

"What did you have in mind?"

The stallion trotted over to Velvet. "Throw in an extra five and I'll have this housewife shining like pure gold." He smiled toothily, "Gratuity included of course."

Velvet covered herself with her tail and backed into my knees. "Nick, can we talk for a second?"

I lead her to the side as the stallion trotted off. "What's wrong?"

"Twen-- Twenty five grand!? Are you insane!?"

I shrugged, "It's less than the bondage supplies! And who are you to criticize how I spend my money?"

Velvet shifted uneasily. "What am I going to do with all of those clothes!? A wardrobe!? Oh hi honey- oh this, it's just a little something I picked up. A gift from my publisher, along with ten more!" She pushed me back a step, "Seriously, you don't think!"

I found the stallion waving me over to a small measuring area in the corner of the shop. I grabbed  her forelegs and lead her towards the stallion. "Or maybe I'm just thinking up reasons to get you to come here more often."

Velvet just glared at me, "So you're just gonna keep an entire wardrobe for me?"

"Until I win you over, yes." I looked up to the stallion, he just looked me in the eyes, "Don't mind us, get your measurements."

The stallion nodded as I set Velvet down, "Silence is golden."

Velvet held her hooves out as she stared at me, "Win me over!? How far do you think I'm gonna go with this!?"

I found a seat and pulled it over to the measuring area. "Depends on you! You're obviously not happy. And I'll be here whenever you decide to pull the trigger."

"A divorce...you're talking ab- about a divorce!?" She flinched as the stallion levitated a measuring tape across her hips. "Who the buck do you think you are!?"

"The person you took an hour long train ride to see! The person you're staying with! The person you lied about."

Velvet grew indignant. "What's keeping me from walking out right now?!"

"Nothing! Nothing at all." I leaned back in my seat as the stallion measured her neckline. "I'm not about to try and stop you. You're an adult."

Velvet just stared at me, "So you wouldn't do anything if I just walked out?"

"Velvet...you need to make up your mind. I can treat you like the adult you claim to be, or I can sweep you off your feet, bleed for your honor, everything. But you can't have it both ways!"

The stallion finished up and stepped back, "He's right you know," he tucked his measuring tape into his coat and started taking notes.

"Did I ask--"

"Ma'am, we're going to be rather intimate, and if you can't admit when you're wrong we're going to get nowhere in making you presentable." The stallion stated, looking to me, "I will say, you seem to have more of a handle than most of the couples I hear arguing."

I shook my head, "We're not arguing, just planning for the future."

Velvet kicked her leg out, picking up her forehoof and staring at me with an adorable glare, "Really? You serious!?"

"Deadly. I'll pay the lawyer fees, moving costs, everything." I leaned forward in my chair, tapping her cheek, "It's all up to you."

The stallion started leading Velvet off. She walked backwards, staring me down as she went. "One of a kind ya know.... One of a freaking kind."

I waited for a bit, sitting calmly and watching as the stallion went to work. Outfit after outfit was torn from the racks. I just settled in and waited.

The shop was half empty, a few other couples trotting about in the expensive shop. I popped in a set of ear buds and zoned out.

I ended up waiting nearly an hour before the stallion trotted back over. "Excuse me sir...she's waiting in the first changing room. If you would like to make your choices." He levitated out his notes and held them for me, "Price list."

I looked it over, "Hmm, alright, thanks." I stood up and walked calmly towards the changing rooms. I walked into the hall, finding changing room one mumbling slightly. "Velvet, I'm coming inside."

I walked inside, finding Velvet tugging at a short dress. "Dear Celestia...it's a little short, am I right?" She turned her rear to me, showing me just how tight the velvety dress was hugging her flank, ending just below her rear, "Any shorter and It's just a long shirt!"

I took a deep breath as she spun around. "...Well...."

"Oh be quiet you pervert." She looked back at me, "Get me out of this stupid thing."

I unzipped her dress, slowly taking it off her, "Dear god.... Have I said how fucking attractive you are?"

Velvet wiggled free and stepped away, "Down boy, sit." She walked around to face me, "I'm already in freaking panties for you,"

I walked around behind her and spotted a pair of dark black lace wrapping her flank. "Mother of god.... And you said this was a waste."

Velvet snorted angrily, "Twenty grand so you can play dress up. You proud of yourself?"

I found a pair of hoofless stockings. "...Very."

Velvet turned to me, spotting the scant outfit in my hands. "Of course...why are you so predictable?"

"Because you're beautiful," I leaned down to her and kissed her neck, "Try it on?"

Velvet rolled her eyes and levitated the strange semi opaque stocking over to her legs. "So...you really think I should get a divorce?"

I watched in awe as the smooth fabric rolled over her legs, snagging just above her fetlocks and ending at the top of her legs. "Is now really...the...time?"

"A bud..da buh? Focus!" Velvet snapped, pulling the stocking on her forelegs up. "What's wrong? A little flustered?" She struck a pose, flicking her tail to the side and revealing her white mound framed by two thin strips of lacy fabric. "This really is just like magic school. Did I ever tell you I stripped?"

I just stared at her as she pulled the stockings over her back legs, snapping the bands across her ankle and flank. "That...doesn't surprise me."

She looked back at me, her soft blue eyes staring at me judgmentally. "Dear Celestia, you're gonna hurt yourself like that." She walked over and put a hoof onto my bulge, making me jump and step back against the wall. "Sensitive?"

"Don't start with--"

I stopped dead as she turned her cheek into my groin, nuzzling my and pressing me into the wall, "Hmmmm, smells good...musky." She let out a long sigh as she dug her muzzle under my groin, "Imagine it...that bit meaty rod, dragging over my muzzle, spilling that hot, sticky cum all over my face."

I felt myself twitch as she pressed her lips against my slacks, "Dear god...how the--"

"One stallion for every three mares. You don't have two kids without learning how to seduce someone-" she kissed my tip, taking a deep breath through her nose as she pulled away, "- unless you're willing to lower your standards."

I took a deep breath as she left me winded against the wall. "...God damn...."

Velvet stretched her legs, the stockings hugging her legs as she did, "What's wrong? The sex worker tired?"

I caught my breath and pushed off the wall. "I'm not...a sex worker."

Velvet cocked an eyebrow, "Then what are you?" She turned to me and sat down, "I've been meaning to ask. Is it worth it? Selling your body like that, I mean."

I stared at Velvet's body, the smell of sweat slowly filling the room, "From where I'm standing, yes. Worth every shower and med."

Velvet just sat there, staring at me. "So...I guess we're keeping this." She stood up and walked over, "Hope you're happy, you made me cream a three hundred bit outfit." She looked up at me, nose reddening as she looked at me. "Well...you gonna get it out for me?"

I scrambled to undo my pants, pulling myself through my boxers and pants. Velvet smiled condescendingly. "Aw...how cute." She walked over and pecked the base of my shaft, "Little guy's really throbbing.... It's only been a few hours." she looked up at me from behind my cock, "Just for me, and, just for me."

She pulled my rod down with her magic, rubbing it with her muzzle and sniffing along my length, "Oooo, I can smell myself...." She laughed lightly and stepped back, "Yeah, you're mine now."

"How...reassu- fuck!" I snapped as I felt my cock suddenly enveloped by a sloppy wet heat. I let out a pleased moan as I fell back against the wall and grabbed onto Velvet's head.

Velvet forced my hands off with her magic, staring up at my as she rolled her tongue around me. She sucked hard at my tip, causing me to shudder and nearly lose my balance. I felt my heart skip a beat as she slid her tongue out of her mouth and against my base.

I felt the meat of her tongue slid left and right along the underside of my head. I let out a short breath as she reached her tongue to the end of my shaft. "Fu-uck...."

Velvet looked at me for a moment before closing her eyes and slowly pushing herself down. I felt her gag slightly, muscles involuntarily squeezing my throbbing meat and causing me to twitch. Velvet slowly pulled back, leaving my now slimy cock dangling, aching and slowly cooling in the crisp air.

Velvet took a second, letting out a rough cough and pushing me into the wall with her socked forelegs, "Push me down...."

"What!?"

Velvet leaned against my stomach, blocking my view of my rod. She let out a needy breath, warming my soaked cock, "We need to make this quick...we can...more...later, but we need to make this quick." She kissed the top of my base and licked my shaft lovingly, "I can take it...I've done it before."

"Well that's--"

"Look...I want you to feel good.... We can worry about me later, but just shoot it down my throat! Just like--"

"Magic school...?"

"Exactly! Now come on...let's get this done." Velvet kept me pinned and lined herself up, "Ready?"

"Not--" She went down without my blessing, forcing me to hold my breath to keep from groaning. I grabbed her head, holding her in place as she suckled my tip and caressed my shaft with her long tongue.

I took a deep breath, feeling her try to force herself down. I took her cue and slowly pulled her down against me, pushing my hips forward and reveling in the muscle spasms and twitches as I buried my achy member deep in her throat.

I let out a long drawn out moan as I felt her tight throat squeeze me. I pulled back, enjoying the sloppy sound as her sucked and licked, quickly being replaced by a wet gag as I pulled her down.

She closed her eyes, letting me take over and use her body. Little by little I reached my limit, the constant heat and slimy muscles caressing me proved to much, "Oh fuck...shit...Velvet...cumming!" I held her in place and jammed myself down her throat, her hooves digging in as tears formed on the edges of her eyes.

I tried to hold back, the pressure building at my head until bursting out. I pumped my seed into her stomach, sending each and every bit of stress and tension down her throat. "Oh god...." I felt myself shoot my last, throbbing a few final times as I pulled out.

Velvet leaned against my gut, coughing sloppily and catching her breath, "Dear Celestia that's hot...." She let out a horridly sexual mumble, "Mmmmuah, that's...."

I felt myself go lightheaded as Velvet pressed her socked legs against me, "I told you...special diet...thick.... Oh fuck...I need a seat." I slumped down against the wall, Velvet laying across my lap.

She let out a pleased moan as she wiped off her eyes, "I can feel it in my stomach. It's so thick, so warm." She cradled my weakening member and gave it a warm kiss, "Good boy...good boy."

We both took some time to collect ourselves. "So...we're keeping this stuff right?" I asked, slowly standing up and looking at the large pile of clothes. "...Twenty five grand for a date...."

Velvet cleaned herself off, "And? Was it worth it?"

I just held my head as Velvet slowly levitated the clothes onto my shoulder and my penis back into my pants, "I'll tell you...when I come back...to reality."

Contracts

I sat on my couch, Velvet sitting on my lap and snuggling up against my chest. I kept my chin against her crown as I looked over a stack of contracts. "Oh Jesus...these fucking people are nuts...."

Velvet rolled onto her back, resting the back of her head against my thigh, "Hmmm?"

I read over the contract, "This mare wants to spit-roast her husband-" I cycled through the files, "-this one wants...wants me to- uh...she wants a pet...to walk around the town." I scratched the back of my head, "...I never like it when the words, crotchless, refers to me."

Velvet giggled in her usual motherly way, "Sounds sexy. Black leather?"

I coughed roughly, "I uh...doesn't say. All it lists is a butt plug, ball gag, blinders-- I mean, effectively she's asking for a gimp."

Velvet stifled a laugh, "Are you gonna do it?"

I lowered my head and shook it slightly, "It's my job.... I don't like every contract I get, but it's work...work at the sacrifice of my dignity...and my asshole...."

Velvet lost herself, chuckling loudly, "Oh Celestia's sweet ass...sorry, I don't know why I found that so funn--"

"Because I fucked ponies in the ass...and now I'm getting fucked. It's ironic...I know." I looked around the room, letting my hand fall against Velvet's underside and pet her belly, "I'm not bitter." I tossed the stack of files down and clasped my hands against my face, "What the fuck went so wrong with my life that I have to shove stuff up my ass?"

Velvet levitated the files over, "Anal fixation, and anal penetration, perhaps in that order."

I growled at her, my hands tensed up and just short of balling into a fist, "You're smart in the worst god damn way! Stop it!"

She stuck her tongue out, "I've had a lot of time to practice being witty, and a lot of time dealing with kids. Hmmm...this one's not that bad." she levitated a file with cupcake stationary over. "I think I know who it is too."

I plucked the file from her grasps, "Nananaaa...hmmm, no sex? What gay shit is thi--"

"Nick!" Velvet yelped, slapping me with a folder, "You're the gay shit! Mr. buttplug...."

I grumbled anxiously, "I- look...I just wasn't expecting some of the first words to be, no sex." I went back to reading the strangely innocent file. "...They want a sex coach? Seriously? Do--" I stopped myself as I remembered Velvet's ties.

She glared at me from behind a file, "Do what? Do married couples not have good sex?"

I coughed softly, "I uh...I realized halfway through. But I guess it's better they ask for advice then--"

"Then just cheat on each other? Yeah...I think so too." Velvet snapped a file, covering her face.

I tried to avoid looking down at her. It felt like someone had replaced the kind woman with a lion ready to rip my throat out at the slightest provocation. "So...you think you know who these--"

"They run a bakery in my daughter's town...I visited a while ago and they seemed, what's the word...lack luster? Kinda like how Night was after Twilight." She let out a sharp huff, "But like you said...I'm not bitter or anything."

I stared into space, boring a hole through the file of an endangered married couple. "So...any others look interesting?"

Velvet signed in the negative, "Lots of fetishes that aren't--" she stopped dead, a load of papers sliding to the floor save one. The sole remaining file was nearly on fire from the massive amounts of magic coming off of Velvet, "Nope."

I set the cuckold couple down and tried to pull the file away, "What is it?"

"No!" She yelped, trying to roll off my and onto the floor. I grabbed her, pulling her against my chest. "No dammit!"

"What is it!?" I yelled, digging my fingers against her tender belly, "Who is it!?"

"Buck y-ahahaaah stop it!" She screamed, trying to kick free. I kept on tickling her gut and trying to cause her hold of the folder to fizzle. "Nick I will bucking murder you!"

I hugged her tight, clonking our heads together and causing her magic to wane, "It's my work you're screwing with!" I kept up my delicate assault, eventually giving her a quick bite on the neck.

She yelped, legs shooting out and magic flinging the file behind the couch, "Asshole!"

I stood up, tossing her like a rag-doll and hopping to the backside of the couch. I found the file, opening it up and finding a large chuck of the left corner ripped away by angry purple magic, "Give it back!"

I looked up, spotting an absolutely livid face hanging off the edge of the couch. I reached up, pushing her down and speed reading the file, "Dear Mr. ... failed nights courting- humans don't seem to-- Twilight Sparkle...." I stopped dead, trying to stifle a laugh and failing horribly. I started busting up, almost crying, voice cracking and throat going dry as I failed to hold back my jubilation, "Y-your daughter...pfffff ahaaah!"

"Fuck you." Velvet stated, hopping off the couch, "Screw you...jackass."

"Velvet wait...Velvet wait!" I threw the file away, following after Velvet as she ran up the stairs to my bedroom. "Velvet wait!"

"Screw you Nick!" Velvet hurried up, leaving me watching flank as she ran away, "It's not funny!"

I grumbled loudly as I bolted up the stairs, "It's pretty funny. But hey, I have a deal!"

Velvet spun around in my hall, "We're not, dealing, with my daughter!"

I ducked down to her, "Velvet...we are. And your daughter's a grown ass wo- mare! But...I'm a reasonable guy...with a sexy...girlfriend?" I asked, sincerely unsure of what our relationship was.

Velvet bristled slightly, "We're...friends...that...have sex, and...fine, yes, special somepony, girlfriend, whatever you want to call me!"

I smiled wide, "Wife?"

Velvet snorted loudly, "Ambitious little shit aren't ya?"

I scoffed, "Ambitious is for people that don't have to drive to make said want, a reality."

Velvet grumbled, turning around, "Sure.... Look, Nick...." She wandered over, sliding her body against my leg, "Please...you can't take that contract...for me?"

I caught her flank under my arm, framing her backside with my arm. "Velvet...what did you think my deal was going to be? A Twilight for a Twilight...flank for flank...."

Velvet let out a short huff, "You really are just a pervert...aren't you?"

I slapped her flank softly, "Velvet...in two weeks I'm going to be walking around the streets of Manehattan in nothing but a gimp suit, in two days I'm going to be watching a...what sounds like a gross married couple have sex, and in three weeks I'm going to be taking out two mares and explaining some serious shit. Indulge me in a little anal--"

"What!?" she snapped, pulling her flank free, "Anal, dinner, what!?"

I stood up and nodded, "Oh yeah, no she's booked for a session. But somehow I think knowing I'm...with, her mother will kinda kill her libido. And- well--the anal thing is for me."

Velvet let out an angry growl, following up into a girly shriek and prance, "So either I take a dick up my ass, or you're going to whore yourself out to my daughter?! This isn't okay Nick!"

I started laughing, "Dick up your ass, no...no no no...." I rubbed my face, feeling a little warm as I tried to muster the words, "I uh- look I'm not going to stick a dick or a dildo, or anything that big up your ass."

Velvet grew bright red, her tail flipping up as she stared at me, "You want to- oh dear Celestia...Nick, what the buck?"

I huffed angrily, "Look, deal or no deal? Cause it's either gonna be you, or a princess...a purple princess, named Twi--"

"Alright!" Velvet shouted, "Fine!"

I smiled wide, "Velvet...I love you--"

She started walking past me, towards the bedroom, "Shut up Nick...."

"Velvet, I love you." I stated, following her, watching the thick dock of her tail sway back and forth as her puffy lips slowly dribbled a thin liquid. "Velvet--"

"Nick I get--"

I cut her off, picking her up and bearhugging her, "Velvet...it's not just sex."

Velvet huffed softly, "Sure it's not--"

I snuggled her close, swinging her left and right, "If it was just sex I would be on top. I just want to hear you feeling good--"

"Good?" Velvet snapped, "A tongue in my ass doesn't really sound good!"

I set her down, "Look...do you really not want to do this?"

Velvet shifted side to side, "Nick...why do you want to- why?"

I rubbed the back of my head. "Why does anyone fetish? Why can't I like a clean white little asshole? Why can't I want to bite that flank, slide my tongue past your tight little hole and just lash it around, handfuls of warm ass squeezing against my fingers, your voice going soft and mumbly as I hold you atop my face and just tongue fuck you?"

Velvet, sporting a bright red band across her muzzle, was shifting left and right. "Nick, you're a weirdo.... You want me, a grown mare, to sit on your face?"

I scratched my head, "In a perfect world I'd pile-drive you with my tongue." I stuck my tongue out, holding my hands just below my face and dipping my face, "Just jabbing your little ass, grinding you into the ground like the dirty little filly you are. I mean, you're small enough...I could do a standing sixty-nine and just pump you from both ends."

Velvet just glared at me. "You're such a freak. Didn't you want to learn to write or tell a story?"

I shrugged, "If you wanna write...I'll be your seat."

Velvet let out a sharp, annoyed huff, and slammed her forehead against the wall. "Why- I- now I'm horny...."

I scratched my head, "It's my job to make ponies hungry- wait.... Horny.... Err...it's my job to make ponies hungry, sexually."

"Nick...stop."

"Yeah I know...."

Velvet let out a soft groan, "Look. I'll think about it, but not right now."

I threw my hands out, "You're dripping on the hardwood! Why not right now!"

Velvet glared at me, "Because I've gotta- I've-...poop." she whispered, prancing about, "I gotta go to the bathroom...."

I nodded softly, "Um...yeah. Scat's not my- actually I'm just gonna go sort those files."

Velvet nodded, "I'm gonna go take care of some things. We can talk later--"

I shook my head and leaned against the wall, "Not really. Soon enough I'll be watching two bakers go at it like virgins. Such a lovely sight."

Cakesex

I sat in my entry, looking over my finances. "Fucking hell I regret everything about that." I muttered to myself, looking at the massive bill from Velvet's clothes. I had been on the fence about taking several contracts, but with this dent in my savings, I was out of options. "Velvet...I swear to god."

"What about god?" Velvet asked, trotting into the room dressed up in a sporty jogging outfit. Tight cotton short shorts, what looked like a pony sports bra and a sweatband. "You look pale, what happened?"

I shook my head, "Just...blood, other places...worth...the money." I croaked, turning back to my books, "So...you're gonna go jogging for me?"

She looked at her flank, "Well I figured you're either calling me fat, or we're gonna go jogging later." She walked up before me, "Speaking of, you said we'd talk about something besides being an...escort."

I looked around my home, "Uh...maybe...in time. Right now I really don't have anything else that I can do, that...will make me the money I need. I mean I could flip burgers and live in a hovel, but at some point playing pet for some prissy noble is a- well not a happier alternative, but certainly more appealing."

Velvet paced around, "So you'd rather be bound up in crotchless chaps, trotted around in the middle of a public street, than work at Oats'?"

I shrugged, "All chaps are crotchless...and I'd rather have something up my ass than a face full of acne."

Velvet yanked her head up, "Huh...that's not the way I was thinking about it, but touche."

"En'garde." I shot back, reveling in my little joke. "Anyways, just make sure you work up a sweat while I work with my clients. I mean...like...dri--"

"Is this a sex thing?" Velvet asked, looking at her rear, "It sounds like a sex thing."

I chewed on my lower lip, "It's.... It's a sex thing, and I need you out of the house while I work."

Velvet let out a short huff, "Fine, but we're talking about finding you something different to do later, and...the- you know." she spun around, "And we should do something fun while I'm here! Something nice and calm, without sex. We should just go jogging for the fun of it later."

"That, that actually sounds--" I was cut off by a short knocking at the door. "Op, that's them." I stood up, slowly hurrying over to the front door. "Cheap contract...but it's a nice break from the usual milking."

Velvet gave me a confused look, "But you- I- we just--"

I rubbed the back of my head, "It's different with you. I mean...I enjoy sex with you."

"How flattering...now I think I'm gonna use the back door. I don't want them- stop sneering!" Velvet yelped, stopping me mid laugh, "Backdoor, you damn pervert."

I chuckled to myself, stepping up to the front door and fixing my collar. I brushed myself off, wrapped my hand around the door and pulled it open. Two rather bashful ponies were standing on the other side, "Oh- h-hello!" The male half said, taking his hat off, "We're not late are we?"

I shook my head, "Inside, now."

The couple looked a bit unnerved by my rather abrupt command. The pair slowly walking past me and into the house. The looked around, gawking at the room. The chubby blue mare and the rather lanky orange stallions looked as out of place as they could. "Right, Cup Cake, Carrot Cake, let's not waste time." I pointed to the kitchen, leading the couple along the way.

They seemed horridly apprehensive to even take a step. "Oh my...this is all just--"

"Mrs. Cake please...you're on my dime." I stated, pulling a chair over and pointing to the middle of the room. "My assistant was very clear, you're having marital issues, let's not split hairs about it let's sort it out. And you came to me, not a therapist so I'll go ahead and assume it's an in bed issue."

Carrot Cake seemed a bit flustered, "Well it's not that bad...I mean--"

"Sir, you came to a professional. You don't call a mechanic to change a tire." I leaned back in my chair, crossing my legs, "Now let's take it from the top. Mr. Cake, you're horny and want to have sex, how do you go about figu--"

Cup Cake tapped her hoof on the ground, "We don't- not like--"

Carrot Cake cut in, "We have a day...usually three times a month or so."

I tapped the fingers of my right hand on my dining table, rubbing my face with my left, "Oh-good-lord." I took a deep breath, "...Cup Cake would you care for a drink?"

The pudgy blue mare grew a bit more bashful, "Oh...I don't--"

"Whiskey, Vodka, Cid--"

"Schnaps...."

I shook my head, "Interesting choice...." I stood up and started over to my cabinet, "Mr. Cake, you get nothing. It'll do nothing but make your dick even limper."

"He--"

I found a bottle and poured a glass, "Sir, shut up." I stated, handing the drink off to Cup Cake, "Planned sex, you disgust me...."

"H-hey I paid yo--"

"You paid me to get your sex life back on track, not to stroke your fucking ego!" I stuck my hand out towards Cup Cake, "Drain than, now!" I snapped, causing the pudgy mare to slam the drink and skittishly set the glass down. "Alright.... Mr. Cake...you just got home from wor--"

Carrot tapped his hoof again, "We work out of our house...."

I felt an extremely harsh grimace crawl over my face, "...I swear to- alright, pretend you're not a boorish twat. You stumble home, you have an erection, and you're not gonna spend another night stroking yourself like a sad bastard. What do you do?"

The two ponies looked utterly befuddled. "I don't--"

"Fucking pretend you daft bastard!" I yelled, slamming the table, "I need to see how you approach this."

The two ponies once again looked slightly off put, but the male half finally listened. He walked up to his mare, standing before her with a decent slump to his posture. "Honey...I was thinking we could...fool around?"

I felt my face tighten up hard, "Holy shit.... Cup Cake are you wet yet? Tell me how dripping wet you are from that amazingly suave entrance."

Cup just looked down at her hooves, "I don't really--"

I snapped my head forward, "...It was a joke, and now isn't the time to be modest. If you dampen your backside, you sure as hell need to tell me, same for you Carrot...you get it up, you let me know." I took a deep breath, "Now put some effort into it this time!" I snapped, "Show your mare how she turns you on, because if you don't I will, and you'll watch!"

Carrot just looked at his wife, "Baby, I was--"

I shook my head, "Good lord, do you have a hump? Are you a hunchback?" I asked, standing up and hurrying into the hall. I found a pair of latex gloves and pulled them tight against my hands. By the time I got back Carrot was chatting to his wife.

"Honey I don't think this is--" I cut him off, grabbing his mane and pulling it back, "What the--" Once again I cut him short, pressing against the center of his back and causing his posture to straighten up in a snap.

"You slouch again I'll just give you half your money back and finish off your wife." I stated, leaving him bolt stiff. I moved to Cup, turning her around and straightening out her posture. "Carrot, come in, let this mare know what you want and get it!" I forced the mare's tail up, "See this blue pussy? Get the fuck in there!" I yelled, digging two fingers against her lips and pulling her open. "This pink is your life, you fail now, kiss your nuts goodbye!"

Carrot looked horribly frightened, "So- do I--"

I left the mare, walking over and ripping his hat off. "Get this shit off there, this too!" I yanked his bow tie off, tossing it onto the dining table, "Now you get that mare into bed. Up the stairs, first door on the left. You don't reach there in five minutes with a dripping wet mare I'm not gonna be able to do much."

Carrot's look went from scared to petrified, "I paid a lot of--"

"Then make it worth it!" I shouted, stepping back and leaning against the wall, "Time starts now."

Mr. Cake stood for a few moments, frozen like a deer in headlights, "What do I do!?"

I rubbed my face, "Cunnilingus helps...groping, grinding...but do something!"

The orange mess finally jumped to it, walking like he had a stick up his ass but at the very least he was carrying some masculinity to himself. He hesitantly put his hoof onto his wife's flank, "Sweeti--"

"More ya daft fuck!" I yelled, kicking the wall with the back of my heel, "When I said get in there, I fucking meant you get the fuck in there! Be mean, this is yours, take it!"

The stallion half mounted his mate, "Baby...I think it's about time we have some fun...."

I shook my head, "...You two must go at it like virgins every night. I suppose it'll have to do. Get her into bed, keep up the foreplay." I walked along, watching the clumsy couple loosen up slightly. Mr. Cake was slowly growing, and as horrifying a sight as it was to me, sure enough his wife slowly got a hitch in her step. "Like virgins without the passion...." I grumbled, keeping a few steps ahead as the tipsy mare threatened to bash her husband's face with her flank.

I held the door for them, watching the slightly bubbly duo clamber inside. "Right...get in bed, position you would have done normally."

The awkward couple lumbered into bed, Cup Cake laying flat on her belly, Mr. Cakes hunching over and mounting her. "Stop- stop- just stop." I called, threatening to break the bedpost with my hand, "First off, Mrs. you're just not putting any god damn effort into it. You're flat on your gut, letting your husband saw away at you. Mr. you're hunched over, ya look about as limp as old celery and this is the equine equivalent of missionary, spice it the fuck up!"

I walked over to the edge of the bed, pulling Mr. Cake down. "God I don't want to touch you...." I groaned, taking hold of the chubby mare and rolling her onto her side. "This one takes a little flexibility...so you might be a bit sore later." I took hold of her leg, lifting it up. I ignored a loud pop from her joints and held her leg parallel to the bed post, "Right, sir, hop up and stand on two legs."

"I don't think I can--"

"I never said it would be easy!" I snapped, watching the stallion slowly crawl up, "Use her leg to balance...and...I guess I'll line you up." Mr. Cake slowly took his wife's leg in his forelegs, shakily balancing over his splayed out wife. "Yep, new perspective gets the blood flowing." I stared at the disgustingly married cock before me, rubbing my gloved hands together. "...Oh god I don't want to do this." I hissed, reaching between Cup's legs and running my hand up and down the mare's slit, "Well...she's wet there stud...good on ya...."

Mr. Cake was shaking horridly, "Can you hurry!? My legs are starting to hur--" he shut up instantly as my vaginally sickened hands grabbed him.

"Oh god...it's warm...like a shit log." I muttered, pointing him where he needed to go. "Alright...bend your legs." Mr. Cake slowly complied, "Keep going...don't stop, keep-" I felt his half hardened meat press against Cup's slit, sliding in with modest ease. "Alright!" I jumped back, "Thank god.... Well...dip your waist, make sure not to slip out because if you do, you're on your own."

Cup was zoned out, her leg stretched out to an impressive degree for a mare her size. Mr. Cake wasn't faring too well, his legs trembling as he tried to squat, "I'm not sure I can--"

"Dip, one two, dip, two three, get on with it!" I clapped my hands, "Use her leg for balance if you have to, but you better make her moan if you do!"

I stood back, watching the couple go at it. It was like watching armature porn by middle aged folk, but they seemed to be getting into it. Mr. Cake looked pained, her legs wobbling as he squatted and dipped his member into his wife's plump hole. "...Smells like death in here." I mumbled to myself, watching the clumsy couple go at it. "Carrot, straighten your back!" I yelled, watching his legs dip low and force himself deep into his wife. Cup's forelegs were crawling out, clutching the sheets as her breath shook in time with Carrot's clumsy moans.

It was horrifying, but seeing the pair get more and more into it, sweaty already and reeking of sex. I wanted to die, but they seemed to be throwing themselves into it. I left them to it, listening to their breathing and making a few minor corrections as they went along. "...five minutes...going alright."

I looked back to them, finding Mr. Cake glowing bright red, but his wife still rather low. "Carrot, see that hoof, lick it."

Things slowed down, the lewd squelching stopping for a few moments, "I- what--"

"Lick your wife's hoof! Dig in, because at this rate you're just gonna leave her disappointing." Mr. Cake had a few seconds of trepidation before sticking his tongue out. "Jesus Christ, it's not fucking dog shit! It's your wife, treat her like she fucking deserves!"

I walked up, pushing his face into his wife's hoof and holding him there. "Breath...breath deep, keep moving."

I stepped back, laughing slightly at Carrot's expression. "Get to seven...only a few more seconds...." I watched the jiggly duo ruin each other, Mrs. Cake still not past her first orgasm.

Mr. Cake proved either out of practice or a bit weak. "I- I ca--"

"Go deep then!" I shouted, barely paying attention, "You're gonna finish her off so you better hope you don't have to taste your own brew."

Mr. Cake stopped dead, face pale as he clutched his wife's leg. He looked a bit worried, but before it could show much he lowered his head and gave a few weak thrusts. I waited until he went slack, nearly falling off the bed from the strain on his legs. "Oh, not yet!" I shouted, scooping him up and placing him face to face with his wife's freshly pumped pussy, "She doesn't cum, you fail, get to it and treat the clit like your god!"

I watched Cup Cake as she closed her legs on her husband's head, humping and gyrating as her hooves moved the the back of Carrot's head. "Oh- buck- buck- Dear bucking Celestia!" Cup screamed, her breathing growing ragged as she humped her way towards the edge of the bed. "Carrot- honey- I'm gonna--" I couldn't see exactly what he did, but Carrot hit a sweet spot.

Cup Cake lost her shit, breathing going completely off kilter as her leg trembled before shooting out and snapping the elongated bedpost in half. "Holy shit!" I yelped, ducking to the side as Cup Cake humped her husband's head into the foot board. Mr. Cake looked like he was getting ruined between the ruthless pair of blue thighs, "...Holy shit...." I muttered to myself, watching the poor bastard suffocate on plump baker tang. I didn't dare intervene, letting Cup Cake ride out what I could only imagine was one hell of a pent up release.

eventually the sweaty head of Carrot pulled free, gasping for air. "Honey- I- that--"

I walked towards the window, "Um...that was impressive...." I pulled the window open, letting a rush of clean crisp winter air inside. "So...uh, shower's in there,"- I pointed to a second door in the room -"you've got the room for the day...uh...let me know if you need anything else."

Mr. Cake just sat there, catching his breath, "Water...please...."

I nodded a few times. "Sure...you two--" I stopped myself as Mr. Cake lowered himself over his wife,cuddling her and staring into space. "Well...it worked for one of ya'."

I hurried down the steps, stopping my quest for water as a loud banging started ringing through the walls. I stared at the glass, watching it jump and slosh as the bangs grew louder. "...Holy shit, those walls are soundproofed." I couldn't help but feel a little bad, "Oh man...I don't know what I did...but I think I might be killing a stallion."

I sat in my kitchen, time passing like mad as I tried to ignore the massive pounding someone was taking.

"Um...Nick?" Velvet's voice rang out from the back door, "What the buck is going on!?"

I leaned my head into the hall, shaking my head softly, "Uh...something terrible, and something great." I stood from my chair, meeting Velvet in the hall. "...So...I mean like--"

"Yeah...it'd be kinda...creepy with them...going at i--"

"Bucking mother--"

I leaned down at the sound of a lamp shattering, "...I made the male eat out the female...and I think I unleashed the devil."

"Good work there Tirek...." Velvet looked around, "So uh...we should go...jogging tomorrow, maybe not today."

I nodded feverishly. "Yeah, I uh- sounds good."

"Deeper- deeper honey!"

"I'm trying dear!"

I felt my skin creep, "Oh shit...I left that window open!" I started to run up the stairs, stopping as Velvet walked by. "I uh- uh...." I stepped back down and let Velvet walk past, "...Taste for curiosity." I stated, ducking down behind Velvet and shoving my face into her crotch. I took a deep breath, biting her flank and getting a disgusting whiff of her strong sweat. It was disgusting, vile, overly pungent and fetishistically erotic. It stank like nothing I'd ever smelled before, but because of who it was, because of where I was buried, the heat coming from her body, seperated by a thin sheet of cotton, drove me to the brink of insanity. "F-fucking hell." I muttered, wiping off my nose, "Bugger my ass, Jesus- fuck!" I shouted, the smell stuck in my nose and my rod jumping to attention in seconds.

Velvet just grew flustered, staring at me as I lurched up the stairs, "...You stuck your face in my sweaty crotch, what were you expecting!?"

"Exactly what I got!" I yelled, trying to control myself, "Wasn't- fuck- wasn't complaining!"

Jog

I sat at my desk, going over my finances and scheduled with Suri. She'd come by to help me out and adjust things around while Velvet was out jogging. I pointed to the file that had me playing gimp, "See...I wanna put this one off. The money...I can't really afford to turn it down, but I want to like...keep it as far away as possible."

Suri read the file, nodding a few times and scooping up all the paperwork. "Hmm, I've been making your scheduled for a month...how about you stop trying to do my job oookaaay?"

I just stared at her as she pulled the papers into her saddlebag. "...It's my work...you could tell me what happens when you know."

Suri just turned her nose up to me. "I've got it all under control. Just stay home today, let me figure this all out and I'll see if I can't get you and your little, marefriend, some time alone."

I watched Suri trot through the study, heading towards the door. "...What's the deal, what's the trick here!?"

Suri spun around at the door, "Is it so hard to believe I'm trying to help you for once? I mean, you happy means I can find better contracts, better contracts means more money, more money is always good, ooookaay?"

I shook my head grimly. "I don't believe you...like, at all."

Suri cocked her head and peered off to the side. "Fiiiine, would you believe I just want the extra money, and that I've been secretly shorting you?"

My glare fell to a very neutral expression, one with just a hint of annoyance. "Yes...see, that I would believe. I'd also prefer if you stopped."

Suri stuck her tongue out at me. "It's my pay...so be quiet." She spun around and flicked her tail at me, "Unless you wanna get on your hands and knees just for me."

I slammed my pencil down with a snap, "Never--"

"Or unless you want your little filly to figure out what happened to daddy...." She hissed, bumping her flank into the doorway, "Be a shame if somepony found out just because I went crazy and had to live on the street...and crazy ponies say crazy things...."

I glared at her, "Are you blackmailing me? Cause, you're an accessory to this shit!"

Suri turned around, snooty in every form and fashion. "Well I don't even know what that is, so no, I'm not!"

I rubbed my face, curling my fingers around my cheeks. "You knew what I did, but didn't report it. You could be tried for allowing me to get away with it. Basically, I go down, you go down."

Suri glared at me, "Liar."

I shook my head softly, "Nope...we'd both be fucked."

Suri hardened her glare. "...You're such a fuck...."

I nodded. "I am, I really am. Now do you have that thing I asked for?"

Suri popped upright, "The Night Light stuff, right?" she walked over and popped a few papers onto my desk. "You're serious about this dumb mommy mare aren't you...?"

I looked down at the files, all of Velvet's husband's information was contained in here. "I am...." I flipped through the papers. "Uh...who's this? Lulamoon...who's Trixie?"

Suri smiled wide, "What...you didn't think all that cheating would just slide under the table right?" She started trotting to the door, "You and little ms. Lulamoon would get along so well, you're both bastards, you're both sad sacks and you're both grasping at straws."

I didn't bother watching her leave, staring at the file. "...Bastard." I mumbled, looking at the family tree of Trixie Lulamoon. Half-sister to Twilight Sparkle, daughter of Night Light. "Well...." I slid the papers into my locked desk drawer and locked it up tight.

I leaned back in my chair, looking around my rather empty white office. Behind me sat a ceiling height bookshelf, on the right wall a painting. But aside from that and my desk the room was completely bare. "...I should get like...some pictures...or something."

I pulled a book from the shelf and popped it open. It was by some pony, made after studying a whole lot of wars and such. "...Cold winter in the west, the eastern lands suffering far worse for the dry winter that sapped all the moisture from the air and left the land a barren icy desert...."

"...No, no, oh god no!" I screamed, throwing the book away, "Damn you no! Bring him back you fuck!"

"Nick?" Velvet's voice cried out, quickly rushing up to my office. "What's wrong?!"

I rubbed my eyes, sliding my hand along my desk and throwing the book away, "Nothing! Welcome back!" I snapped, standing up and covering my eyes, "I'm fine...."

Velvet peeked her head into my office. "Um...Nick, why are you cry--"

"I'm not!" I yelped, rushing past my desk and walking out of my office. "It's nothing...." I ducked down and wrapped my arms around Velvet's sweaty body. "...You're gross...."

Velvet just stood there, "Um...you told me to do this. I mean these clothes are gonna--"

I pulled her tight against me, sniffing her mane. "...You smell so gross.... I love it...." I let my hands move down to her chest, running my fingers along the damp fabric of her fake sports bra.

Velvet bristled slightly under my touch, "So we're just- gonna glaze over that whole crying thing...are w-we?"

I scooped her up and stared off towards the stairs. "I uh...reading a book...things got emotional...."

Velvet curled up in my arms. "You got emotional...over a book? That's adorable!"

I stopped on the last step down, staring down at her. "...Shut up...." I grumbled softly, stepping into my living room and clearing some space. "I just...it was sad, what do you want?"

I set Velvet down, watching her stretch her legs out. "No, I think it's great. Reading should have emotion, it's what makes it good."

I grumbled and cleared out enough space to lay down in my living room, making sure the curtains were closed. "I had to do something while you were gone...and I- well.... Did you know your husband has an illegitimate daughter? Because I didn't."

Velvet just stared at me, right foreleg curled up. "...Alright...I promised I'd do this...and...I'll admit I can kinda see the appeal.... But we're gonna talk about this after."

I spun around, my back to the window. "...Uh.... Sure we are. Now first things first I just...this is something I have to do." I unzipped my pants and pulled myself out of slacks. "Not this, I mean this is gonna happen after, but it's something else." I walked over to Velvet, looking over the teal booty shorts that wrapped her flank up nicely. "Tssss, that ass...." I mumbled, ducking down and grabbing her flank and laying my hand on her back. "Just gonna...." I leaned my head down and promptly took a hunk of her flank into my mouth.

"Buck, what the crap Nick!?" Velvet squealed, lifting her leg up and tightening her muscular flank.

I shook my head left and right, humming into her flank as I licked the sweaty cotton shorts. It was horrid and amazing, disgusting and delicious. Her body smelled so harshly, to disgustingly hot and sticky. And the mouthful of damp cotton and warm bouncing fat was simply outstanding. I pulled my head left and right, chewing on her flank like a greedy child. Velvet let out a quick squeak as I took a quick nip, poking her with my I teeth. "Nick stop...stop it...just--"

I pulled off with a dull pop, causing Velvet to shudder and kick her leg out, tapping as she quivered against the floor. "But you taste good." I lifted myself up slightly, lining myself up with her flank. "I just gonna...do this really quick." I lined my stiff rod up with her cutiemark. "You smell so good...I just...gonna ruin you...."

Velvet let out a soft sigh as I slid my cock-head between her flank and her shorts, letting her sweaty coat slid softly across my rod and letting her damp shorts pull me tight. "Dear Celestia you're gross...." Velvet mumbled, throwing her hips back and sliding me into her shorts. I let out a sharp groan, my legs nearly buckling from the amazingly rough sensation slid along my tip and made me twitch and spasm.

"Ficking- fuck--" I hissed, gripping her flank and slamming myself in and out of her shorts. "Fu-u-u-uck!" I groaned, plucking myself from her tight little shorts. "Fuck it!" I yelled adjusting back around her and jamming my cock against the dock of her tail.

"Nick!" Velvet yelped, her flank lifting up slightly as I jammed myself against her dock, forcing my head up and down the length of her rather plump dock. "Nick...calm--"

"Nope...." I mumbled, stopping my thrusting and grabbing the waistband of her shorts and yanking them down. Her backside was beautiful, slightly damp and puffy. "Fucking...why do you do this to me!?" I yelped, diving face first into her sex and taking a deep breath. She smelled so strong, like sweat and sex. "Velvet...you're wet...and I love it."

Velvet let out a sharp huff, her back legs adjusting on the hard wood floor. "Well...you're so excited...it's rubbing off on me."

I let out a long groan and fell backwards, laying flat on my back and staring at her. "Well...we gonna do this?"

Velvet looked back at me, her face glowing bright red. "I- so what's the plan here?"

I looked up, feeling my cock start to ache from the unattended hardness. "I'm going to jam my tongue inside your ass, I am going to tongue fuck you, and hopefully blow my load all over your face.... But like I said...I want to just...just sit on my face...."

Velvet looked uneasy, but her tail was held as high as possible. "Aren't you supposed to be some dominator...some--"

"Velvet...I love you, I love your ass, I love your look, your smell, everything...you're the one person who's nice to me and I want to do this, I want you to do this. Now please...just...let me fuck your with my mouth...."

Velvet snapped her head forward, her back legs prancing loudly as she slowly moved back. "...I really don't- like- I mean- should- You're not gonna tell anyone are you?"

"...Who am I gonna tell? Suri?"

Velvet took a deep breath and started stepping back over me. I watched as she dripped a small trickle of feminine juice from her winking sex, bright pinks and reds flaring and pulsing from her otherwise white backside, framed by a pair of teal shorts pulled around her knees. "...So how do I--"

I cut her off, grabbing her by the front of her back legs and pulling her down. I locked my arms around her back legs, pinning her against me and forcing her to support herself. She planted her forelegs in my chest to keep from falling over. I dug right in, squeezing my tongue past her entrance and getting a disgustingly sweaty taste of musky flesh. I pulled back for a moment, turning my head and nuzzling her flanks. "God you're so clean...but so fucking dirty-" I dove back in, jamming my tongue inside her and causing her to jolt upright, forced back in place by my arms.

Velvet's voice went wild as I wiggled my tongue against her insides, the tight hot mess wonderfully tactile as I pushed and kneaded her tender asshole with my tongue. "Buuu-uck, dear Celestia's muff, stop- stop- I can't buuu-uck!" she squealed, back legs kicking as I dug deeper and deeper into her ass. I slapped my tongue around her, sliding my thick sloppy meat around her body and forcing her muscles apart.

The smell of her sweaty body was burning my nose with a wonderfully hot stench. Everything in my higher brain was screaming to stop, but the pure touch and feel of her, the stench drawing me to her, it was wonderful. Each time her flank would bounce on my face, sandwiching my face in warm squishy plot I would die inside, knowing this would be the best, nothing would compare to this.

"Nick, slow down, slow down or I'm gonna cum already!" she moaned, bouncing her backside on my face and letting my tongue slip and and out of her ass. Her squishy wet sex ground against my chin, her winking nub grinding and flicking against the tip of it as she gyrated.

My cock was incredibly hard, threatening to shoot a thick load out at any moment as I dug into my partners slightly doughy body. I wrapped my hand around my wrist, keeping her pinned and bobbing as I moaned and begged for more. "Oooooh, buuuuuuuck!" she squealed, moving her forehooves up and pinning my cock against my stomach. I raised my hips up, forcing her back onto my face. "Don't point that thing at me-eeee-hee-eee!" she squealed her back hooves quivering against the floor and clattering loudly. "Oooooh, dear Celestia- buck me, buck me, buck!" she tightened her thighs up, locking me in place and smothering me. I felt her drip against my chin as I gave a few final digs.

I licked at her insides, letting her flesh pull me back as I tugged at her tender form. I focused on her breathing, gently sliding my tongue in and out of her body and gently massaging her pucker. I enjoyed the feeling of her hoof pinning my cock, taking advantage and thrusting my near burst ready cock in and out of her hoof's grasp.

"...Mom!?" A shrill girly voice cried out over my obscene slurping and groaning.

Velvet let out a sharp, shaky gasp, "Twilight!?"

"Cumming!" I growled, lifting my hips up and letting myself shoot my load free and clear. Each pump shooting out and causing Velvet to yelp. "Fuck- me--"

"Nick stop!" Velvet squealed, "It's in my mane!"

I felt the last shot dribble out, letting it drip over my cock as I lowered my hips back to the ground. "Ooooooh god...." I cooed, Velvet shooting up off me as I released her. "That was...so go--" I stopped dead as I looked up, facing a purple alicorn with a familiar manecut. "...Uh...hi there...why are you--"

"Twilight Sparkle, get out right now!" Velvet snapped, stomping her hoof. "Right now!"

The purple mare just froze. "...Mom, what the bu-u-ck!?"

I stared at the fighting family, slowly scooting backwards, and whispering to myself in a singsong manner. "Hat trick."