Spike frowned, his blushing face furrowing in annoyance as he walked through Ponyville. It didn't help when Rainbow Dash tugged harshly on the leather leash around his neck, pulling him along as she giggled.

After he lost Rainbow's bet he had to be her own personal slave for the weekend. Spike thought it would be pretty tame: Make her food, rub her feet, some sexual favors of course. But Spike had forgotten who exactly who his mistress was.

All he wore as he walked through the town was a black, silk banana hammock stuffed to bursting point with his cock and balls. He also wore a tight, leather collar around his neck with a small, metal tag etched with the initials “RD”. The clothes (or lack thereof) left Spike's muscular, hard body on show along with his firm butt cheeks which were red raw from Rainbow's spankings and the pinching by the various women of Ponyville.

The 'mistress' herself was floating through the Ponyville streets, her blue, angelic wings beating and keeping her hovering about a foot off the ground, maintaining Spike's leash at a constant tightness around his neck. As she pulled him across town, giggling and grinning at the young man’s embarrassment, she eventually flew her way over to Ponyville's resident bar, The Thirsty Beaver.

The pair entered the establishment, gaining a few laughs and wolf whistles at Spike's predicament. Spike huffed in annoyance as the bar's female clients heckled him and his large package. It hadn't been the first time Rainbow had pulled him through town to embarrass him as punishment, although it wasn't as bad as when she pantsed him in front of the entire market square. And the punishments didn't stop there, Rainbow had really put him through his paces in the past few days, gaining a huge amount of revenge for Spike “accidentally” cumming inside her. Orgasm denial, facesitting, foot worship and multiple spankings had been commonplace in Rainbow's house over the past two days and Spike was thankful that it was the last few hours of Sunday.

"Sit down, my Stallion," Rainbow ordered, sitting down at her own barstool. Another annoying habit his mistress had started over the long weekend: Rainbow refused to call him by his real name and instead adopted the name of “Little Fuck-Stallion” or “Stallion” for short. It seemed that despite being in public she didn’t seem to hold back her vengeance. Spike pulled a stool out so he could sit down, but Rainbow gave him a harsh smack on his ass, making him yelp in surprise and pain. "Uh-uh-uh, no way. Pets don't sit on stools. Do they?" Rainbow instructed, pointing to the wooden boards of the floor.

Spike grumbled in frustration at Rainbow's commands, hesitating to demean and humiliate himself.

"Hey! Do you want me to put you over my knee, like, in front of all these nice ladies?" Rainbow threatened, staring Spike down. Spike sighed and kneeled down next to Rainbow Dash.

"Hey, Rainbow! What can I ge- Oh, hi there Spike! What can I get the two of ya?" Berry Punch, Ponyville's resident bartender, asked. She spread her arm and signaled to the wall behind her, covered in colorful liquors and cocktail ingredients.

"Hmmm... I'll have a Sex On The Beach." Rainbow ordered.

"Well we don't have any beaches nearby but if you come back to my place I'll see what we can do!" Berry whispered before both the women roared in laughter at Berry's joke.

"Ha! Oh wow. And, uh... my Stallion will have a saucer of milk." Rainbow asked, smirking down at her slave.

"Horses don't even drink milk." Spike pointed out sarcastically.

"Alright then. A bale of hay?" Rainbow questioned, looking down at Spike on the floor.

"No thank you…. ma'am." Spike grumbled, looking down at the floor.

"Awwww, is my Little Fuck-Stallion sad?" Rainbow asked in a baby-like voice. She pouted and pinched Spike's cheek, giving it a small wiggle. When Spike didn't say anything back, she nudged him with her foot, gaining his attention. "Well is he?" She asked, genuinely wanting an answer out of Spike.

"No." Spike mumbled, maintaining his eye contact with the floor.

"Really?" Rainbow asked, not believing Spike's words. "Because I don't believe you." Spike didn't reply and only stared sullenly at the floor, cursing his actions at Rainbow's yoga lesson. "C'mon, stop being such a whiner." Rainbow taunted, jokingly punching Spike in his shoulder, but once again, Spike refused to respond to her, growing increasingly annoyed at Rainbow's antics.

"OMG! Fine! Here!" Rainbow exclaimed, delving into the deep cleavage formed by her tight spandex crop top. When her hand resurfaced it brought a small purse with it, filled with five Celestial Bits. Rainbow dropped the small coins on the ground in front of Spike and lifted his chin so he was looking into her eyes. "Take this money and go to the back room. And you better not be whining when you come back."

"Why?" Spike responded, looking over at the door at the very back of the room. The black, wooden door looked like it was rotting off at the hinges as a seedy looking flickering bulb hung from the ceiling, only adding to the dingy atmosphere.

"Because I told you to. If you don't want to, we can go back to my place and I'll show you my twelve-inch 'Rainbowner'?" Rainbow asked, alluding to a punishment Rainbow had only threatened Spike with over the weekend. Spike sighed as he took the five bits from the floor, stood up and walked over to the back door. He pushed the door a little more, slipping in as the rusting hinges squeaked. The room that followed was a short, dark hallway that was filled with a thick aroma of mold and ended with an even more imposing iron door. Spike walked toward the door and noticed a small blackboard reading 'Sluttershy' and a tally chart consisting of twenty-seven lines next to it. Sitting beneath the board was a small table holding two bowls. As Spike looked closely at the two bowls he found one filled with a large number of bits and the other filled with condoms of varying size. Nestled between the two bowls stood a small note reading:

enjoy yourself fellas XXX please use a condom and pay up!

Spike squinted at the note before dropping the bits he was given into the bowl and picking up the largest of the square packets they had. He placed his hand on the cold, metal handle of the door and pushed it, opening the door with a loud, scraping screech. Spike winced as the deafening shrill of the metal scratched against the floor but stepped inside anyway, pushing the heavy door closed as he stepped further into the dark room.

As his vision adjusted to the darkness he noticed various bondage furniture. Stocks, horses, racks were all placed at the sides of the room along with various shelves and boxes filled with bondage gear and wear. But Spike's attention was almost immediately brought to the center of the room, and more specifically, an odd device that was placed there. Spike walked towards it and studied the strange apparatus.

In the middle of the room stood two metal stands stood vertically and firmly bolted to the concrete ground beneath them. The two beams stood just above Spike's hips and supported a large wooden box. The box was polished and deep brown with various vulgar scratchings adorning the thick wood along with a total of six brass hinges screwed into three corners of the box with a padlock securing the remaining corner. However, what was most interesting about the box was half of a woman sticking out of it.

From a tight hole stuck a fat, round rump pushed up into the air held up by a pair of long, thick legs. Where he Cutie Mark would have been was covered by a cross made of silver duct tape with the word 'hole' written over it. The flesh of the woman was covered with a heavy gloss of sweat and her pussy was twitching and dripping with juices in anticipation for her next 'customer'.

As Spike circled around the box, he noticed a few prominent words scratched into the wooden surface of the box.

THE BOX
RULES:
1. USE CONDOMS
2. PAY
3. HAVE FUN

Spike read the notes and saw that there were a few more small notes below, including.

Rarislut
-No bruising
-No heavy spanking

Cocktavia
-No dirty talk
-No marker pens

And finally:

Sluttershy
Anything goes

Spike read the words over once again and smiled. Spike had ogled and gotten up-close-and-personnel Fluttershy's ass many times and could tell that the girl before him was none other than kindest bimbo in town, and more importantly, one of Spike's targets. The mandatory condom could be a problem, but Spike could easily get past that obstacle with some clever thinking. After all, as the box said, anything goes.

After that thought, Spike frowned at his own careless thoughts regarding his friends, after all, he was kind of impregnating them against their will. While it was for the good of Equestria, Spike couldn't shake the feeling that he was going about this in the wrongest and creepiest way. He sighed as he walked over to the other prominent piece of furniture in the room.

A medium sized table held a large collection of miscellaneous items. Of some of the various items, what stood out was a riding crop, cat o' nine tails, wooden spanking paddle, various butt-plugs and dildos, a permanent marker pen and... A roll of duct tape? Spike thought, holding the roll in his hand with a quizzical look. Some people are really weird. Along with all the toys on the table, there was also a metal bucket filled with twenty-seven filled condoms. The bucket was also marked with the words 'A snack for afters.'

Spike paid no mind to the bucket of cum and latex on the table and placed the tape back down. He peeled his underpants off and through them to the floor, letting his already erect cock spring upwards, freed from its silken prison and aching slightly from Rainbow's various punishments and orgasm denial. As he walked towards “Sluttershy” he noticed a few words and phrases scrawled onto her ass and legs in black marker- 'please abuse my holes!', 'cutie cock sock' and 'i love cum' were drawn onto her skin with various arrows pointing to her various holes.

Spike tore the packet of the condom open and pulled out the latex sheath, placed it on the head of his cock and rolled it down, covering about three-quarters of his dick. Before he got down to business proper, he reached down to the black, silken underpants and grabbed the vial he hid there. He quickly swallowed a small droplet before he grabbed Fluttershy's hips with a bit of extra roughness for her pleasure before rubbing the latex-covered head of his member over her quivering lips, hearing a muffled moan from inside the box. Spike continued teasing Fluttershy's dripping slit until he heard what sounded like a faint whine come from the box, so he decided to oblige the begging Fluttershy and pushed his head past her vulva and fitted into her pussy, noticing it to be a little bit looser than his previous experiences. Spike wasn't complaining, though - it was still good pussy and she did have previous clients recently. It might be desensitized. That could help. Spike thought, keeping just the head of his cock inside her pussy. As Spike thought, Fluttershy became antsy with the hot cock inside her and started to bob her hips back and forth, sliding Spike's dick inside her with short strokes.

"Hey! I fuck you, you don't fuck me!" Spike yelled, grabbing Fluttershy's wide hips and digging his fingers into the soft fat of her body. He pushed his body forward, shoving the entirety of his long cock into Fluttershy's slick twat, making her squeal at the sudden thrust. He pulled out only to thrust into her again, long and strong with a smooth, lubricated action. As he deeply thrust into her, her ass slapped against his stomach and sent ripples through the heavy fat of her rump while also sending his pendulous balls whacking against her thighs.

As Spike continued to vigorously fuck Fluttershy, he devised a plan - simple, but one that might just work. It was a gamble, but one Spike was willing to take.

He continued to thrust into her with slow, deep movements, bumping against her cervix but pulling out almost all the way on the backward stroke. As he pulled out only to push back over a short pause, he looked directly at his cock, or more specifically the latex cover wrapped tightly around it. He moved one hand towards Fluttershy's pussy and curled his thumb into a hook shape just above his dick.

He pulled backwards, leaving the just the tip of his head inside Fluttershy's sopping lips, waited a few seconds before pushing it back in, groaning as he felt her vaginal walls tighten as he delved into her deepest nooks and crannies. Just as she got used to the feeling of Spike's huge cock inside her, he pulled out again. As he pulled his cock out, revealing the brim of the condom, he hooked his thumb under it and continued to pull out, slowly pulling the condom off with it. As he pulled his cock all the way out, the condom slipped off silently. Spike held his breath as the slick rubber dangled in the air, getting dangerously close to Fluttershy's sensitive, swollen clit.

Spike slowly pulled the latex coat away and wiped the outer skin on his dick, lubing it up a bit with Fluttershy's juices. If he thrust into Fluttershy with a dry dick she might feel it and it could ruin Spike's whole plan, and Spike couldn't have that. He dropped the semi-used condom next to his banana hammock and thrust back into her, producing a loud, echoed moan from Fluttershy. He waited a few seconds with bated breath for the woman in the box to say something, but all he heard was needy mewls. Spike smiled at the lack of questioning as now he could enjoy himself.

"Ahh fuck, do you like that bitch?" Spike asked, accenting his insult with a harsh slap to her backside. He felt a twinge of immorality for calling Fluttershy a bitch - after all, she was the kindest friend he could ask for. But, from what Spike had heard and seen, she was a real freak in the sack and absolutely adored being dominated. The wild moan that echoed from the box only confirmed his suspicion.

He substituted the protracted and long thrusts for smaller, quicker ones, hastily filling and emptying her pussy with his large member. Fluttershy seemed to enjoy this fast-paced fucking as she let out a long and shaky whine as Spike humped her ass like a rabbit. Spike himself groaned as he practically vibrated in Fluttershy's pussy, delivering many quick spanks to the soft skin of her butt. The slaps to her ass leaving the sweaty mountains with a healthy, pink glow.

Spike smiled as he spanked the wide booty, but both he and Fluttershy wanted just a little bit more. He looked over to the table of toys and picked up a long, thin riding crop. He studied the whip for a few seconds before thrashing it downwards, letting it whack against the delicate skin and leave a red, square mark were the head struck. The girl yelped loudly out as the whip connected with her rump and a wave of pain stung her body, mixing into an intoxicating blend with the pleasure Spike's cock was providing.

"Did I tell you to open your hole, slut?" Spike growled, roughly grabbing a handful of Fluttershy's thick ass and squeezing it. Fluttershy only whimpered in response as Spike donned a sadistic grin at her submission. After Rainbow's domination over the past weekend, he needed a bit of stress relief, and Fluttershy was there to serve him, although he did make it a mental note to make it up to her tomorrow.

"Mmhhhhshit. Oh man, you like that huh? You like it when I whip you?" Spike snarled sensually, finishing his sentence with another cruel crack to her ass-cheeks. Fluttershy only whined in response as Spike kept thrusting into her, her shivering lips forming a tight seal around his cock.

From the way Fluttershy's pussy twitched and shuddered around Spike's shaft, he could tell she was close to her climax, and from the way, Spike's own prick throbbed and his balls ached he was in a similar position.

As Spike continued to hump Fluttershy's slick pussy like a jackhammer all while whipping her booty with the crop, the girl in the box was pushed over the edge by her own masochism. She bit her lip as a loud scream of sexual joy attempted to escape her throat and her body shuddered from the orgasm that quaked her core. Her already tight canal clamped and kneaded Spike's shaft, attempting to milk his cock for all it was worth. Spike let out a prolonged grunt as he delved his dick as deep as it could, pushing his tip all the way to her cervix and letting his twitching balls rest against her folds. However, after Rainbow milking his cock two times already and the intense edging to make his loads that much bigger, all that came out of Spike was a small dribble of cum. His cum oozed out of his cock and dripped down Fluttershy's cervix as Spike ended it with a few more finishing thrusts, spreading his seed over the entrance of Fluttershy's womb.

He kept his cock inside her, not moving, not breathing as he waited to see if Fluttershy had noticed the small deposit of cum in her pussy. After about a minute of silence, except for the gentle moans of Fluttershy's afterglow, Spike wiped his brow in relief. He slowly pulled out of her pussy, making sure to leave all his cum inside her well-used hole before his soft cock flopped out and wobbled between Spike's thighs, slick with Fluttershy's juice.

He picked up the used condom from before, hooked it over his thumb, pulled and released, making the latex produce a loud, wet snapping sound. Spike hoped it sounded like he was taking it off, just to make Fluttershy believe he had actually used the condom. Just as Spike was about to redress and leave, he couldn't help but stare at Fluttershy's round, wide ass, her velvety pussy folds and her puckered asshole.

Fuck... other guys might use her pussy too. Can't let them mess with my work... Spike thought, rolling his tongue as he thought. Just as he was about to leave and let fate decide, he got an idea. He walked to the table and picked up the roll of duct tape and marker pen. He scratched the beginning of the tape off and unrolled a few inches. He bit into it and tore it off before walking over to the box and sticking it over Fluttershy's vagina, making her whimper in confusion. He then popped the cap of the marker pen and wrote 'ANAL ONLY' on Fluttershy's individual buttocks with an arrow pointing to her anus.

Smiling at his handiwork, Spike put the pen and tape back on the table, redressed himself, and hid the condom and vial before leaving. On his way out he bumped into Fluttershy's next customer, a certain Mr. Cake to which he gave a fist bump before re-entering the bar proper. He looked over to Rainbow Dash's spot to not find her there but instead pinning a random woman to a nearby wall and sticking her tongue as far into her throat as possible. As she kissed the girl, she spotted Spike in her peripherals.

"Hey, Spike!" Rainbow hollered, waving. "We're going back to my place, you in?" She asked, pointing at the panting woman.

Spike rolled his eyes and nodded.

Author's Notes:

See you in the next chapter! Hope you've got a sweet tooth.

Aloha Fruity Four Hut, Lucien Bubblegum