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. Next Chapter: Shovel Estimated time remaining: 1 Hour, 35 Minutes