“Oh darling! It’s so breathtaking!” Rarity squealed with excitement as she closed the door to my pickup truck and walked towards the snow-capped log cabin.

It was a simple, one-story cabin that was used for hunting trips. It sat in perfect view of the wonderful mountains that surrounded the area. I had almost forgotten how beautiful the scenery was; the combinations of blues, whites, and grays that covered the landscape, monstrous pine trees that flooded the mountains, and white, freshly-fallen snow laying across the ground like a white blanket as far as the eye could see. I looked over again at Rarity, who was practically dancing with joy with how happy she looked. I was glad to see that. When I had come to Rarity a week before with an offer to go skiing at the Aspenny Ski Resort in Corralado for our vacation, I don’t think I could’ve gotten a faster yes, along with a rather explorative kiss, but that’s a different story.

“It was my family’s,” I said as I walked up and put my arm around her. “When I was young, my dad and I would visit up here a couple of times a year to go hunting, and now,” I leaned over and gave Rarity an affectionate kiss on the cheek, “it’s our romantic getaway spot.”

“Oh you,” Rarity giggled as she snuggled against me. “With an attitude like that, I guarantee that this will be our best vacation ever!” After a few more seconds of taking in the scene, we started to unpack the truck. Well, technically, I started to unpack. Rarity never was one for manual labor.

“So, what’s the schedule for tomorrow?” she asked as she walked with me to the door of the cabin.

“Well,” I said as I tried to balance Rarity’s multiple suitcases, “I set us up for an entire day of skiing at the resort. I’ve been there a few times before, and I can tell you that Aspenny has some of the best service a person could ask for!”

“Splendid!” Rarity clapped happily. “I can’t wait to show you my new ski suit that I made for the occasion! I don’t mean to boast, but I think that you’ll find it rather,” Rarity gave a sultry wink in my direction, “‘tight.’”

“I like the sound of that,” I chuckled. “Hey hun, you think you’re ready for the mountain? I could set you up for skiing lessons on the Bunny Hill if you want.” I snorted a little as Rarity huffed in annoyance.

“Very funny, darling,” she said, “but I have been skiing on several occasions. I’m no stranger when it comes to, ‘the slopes.’ Trust me; tomorrow is going to be quite the surprise!”

Oh, I agreed that it was going to be a surprise, but not in the way she was thinking. For you see, I had been planning something big for the trip. It was true that I was looking forward to spending time with my girl and having fun, but I was secretly on a mission. And as Rarity and I entered the cabin and got ourselves comfortable, my mission was already in progress.

Rarity and I first met back during our sophomore year at Manehattan University. She was there for Fashion Design, I was there for Architecture, and when we first met, it wasn’t as you would think. She kinda found me rough and dirty at first, and I thought she was a little snooty. But after getting to know each other, we finally started to connect. Maybe it was our artsy side, maybe it was our attitudes, but we hit it off quite well after that. We started talking, showing interests, and before anyone knew it, the high-class fashionista and the bulky outdoorsman were an item. We were dating about a week before that very special night. Oh yes; I remember it quite well.

We had just come back to my apartment after a party one of the fraternities was having. Rarity had a little too much wine, and was quite tipsy. After talking a bit, I noticed how stiff she was, so I started to give her a massage. She must’ve loved how I worked my hands, because sounds came out of her that I had never heard from her before. It was like a mix of pure ecstasy and pleasure that was filling her whole body. As I worked my way down and even began to get more daring, the sounds increased in volume. Then, as I reached her perfectly round ass, she suddenly seized up. Before I could ask what was wrong, she turned around, tackled me onto the ground, and started to explore my mouth with her tongue. She furiously, and quite literally, ripped off her dress, as well as my shirt, and I knew something was up. And then, she looked at me with pure hunger in her eyes and told me to, “Fuck her brains out.”

I had never seen Rarity act like that before. It was as if I had awoken a sexual beast hidden deep within her. And it was so damn hot! It may have not been the first time we ever made love, but it was definitely the most memorable to me. Rarity never brought it up again, but I had been looking for the opportune moment to bring out that beast inside of her once again. That was my mission. I was planning to recreate that wonderful night, resulting in the furious lovemaking we enjoyed so much. I hadn’t told Rarity though. I wanted to make it a surprise. I was more determined than ever to make this a great vacation for both of us.

It was time to release the beast!

The next morning, Rarity woke me up bright and early. She didn’t want to waste a single moment of the vacation. After finally getting me up, via a cup of ice water to the face, we quickly got dressed in our ski suits. When Rarity walked out of the bedroom in hers, I think my heart stopped for a second. It was cobalt blue, which matched her eyes perfectly, with thick, white stripes along the arms and legs. What really caught my attention though was how much it clung to her body. She was right when she said it was tight. Any tighter and you might believe it was part of her skin. My reaction must’ve been quite clear because Rarity giggled when she saw me and turned around, showing me her perfectly round ass. God I love that ass!

“What did I tell you, darling?” she said, giving me another wink. “Tight, isn’t it?”

“Very!” I said happily.

After I had finally gotten my own suit ready, we made our way to the truck, and headed out. It took us about ten minutes to get to the resort, which was not hard to miss. The handcrafted, wooden sign out in front of the gigantic lodge was in bright gold lettering reading Aspenny Ski & Recreation Resort: Skiing, Golfing, Skeeting, and much more. Rarity read the sign as we pulled into the parking lot and turned to me, her head tilted slightly.

“Skeeting?” she asked, one of her eyebrows raised.

“It’s where they launch clay discs into the air and you try and shoot them.” I explained. “You wanna try it?”

“Darling please,” she scoffed. “Do I look like I have any interest in shooting a dirty rifle at some clay discs and watching them as they shatter into pieces?”

“Don’t knock it till you try it, babe,” I sniggered. Rarity shook her head and turned to look out the window, but I couldn’t help but notice a tiny smirk spread over her face before it was hidden from my sight.

After finally finding a place to park (the resort was already bustling with patreons), Rarity and I made our way through the wooden double doors and into the lobby, which was decorated with photos of past members, some moose antlers, and had an assortment of comfy-looking armchairs positioned in front of a crackling fireplace.

“How rustic,” Rarity commented.

As soon as we had checked ourselves in and rented our skis, we went through the opposite doors and out to the back area. To the far right of the field, a driving range sat abandoned, and past that, a group of people were waiting by a man operating a disc launcher. I watched as the first customer stepped up, lifted the shotgun, shouted “PULL!” Rarity jumped when the first gunshot went off and spun around trying to find the source. I just laughed and led her off to the ski lift toward the left saying soothingly, “It’s just the skeeters, babe. We’re not under attack.”

The line for the ski lift was quite lengthy, but we wouldn’t have to wait for very long, due to the steady movement of the lift. This didn’t give me much time though if I was going to begin phase one of Operation: Release the Beast. As I looked around, my eyes lit up as I suddenly spotted the ski lift operator at his station near the corner of the platform, not too far away from where we were. A very devious idea to begin phase one popped into my mind instantly. It was time to put my plan into motion.

“Hey hun,” I said to Rarity. “I’ll be right back. I want to ask the operator how the lift works.”

Rarity rolled her eyes playfully. “Alright, darling, but hurry back.” I nodded as I quickly got out of line and hurried up to the operator.

“Excuse me, sir,” I said quietly. The operator looked up at me casually. “May I ask you something?”

“What’s up?” he asked, raising an eyebrow.

“I want to do something special for my girlfriend,” I pointed over to Rarity, who was too focused on the skiers, “but I want to do it on the ski lift. Would it be possible for you to stop the lift on our way up for a bit?”

The operator raised his other eyebrow surprisingly. “Sorry, sir. I can’t just stop the flow of the lift for no real reason.” He then went back to the controls. Plan B then. I reached into my coat and took out a 20 dollar bill and handed it to him, which immediately caught his attention. He glanced from the money to me for a minute before finally taking the 20. I smiled widely.

“Just wait for us to get about halfway up, then shut it down for…” I thought about how long I needed. If I knew Rarity, it wouldn’t take too long. “...about 10 minutes.”

“I’ll do what I can,” the operator responded.

I nodded in thanks and went back to Rarity. As soon as I had gotten back in line, Rarity turned to me smiling. “Did you get the information you wanted?”

“Absolutely,” I answered, smiling back.

After another few minutes of waiting, it was our turn. Rarity and I positioned ourselves as the next seat made its way up from behind us, and when it finally reached us, we lightly hopped onto the seat and we were on our way up the mountain. As we rose higher and farther from the platform, Rarity looked down at the skiers who were happily sliding back down the mountain on the snowy paths, gradually getting smaller as we climbed higher. I glanced upward to the top of the mountain. Any second now, the lift would shut off, and then phase one of my plan would truly begin.

About halfway up the mountain, my prediction became correct. The lift suddenly came to a jerking halt. Rarity clutched to me a bit as the seat swayed on the spot before looking at me with curious eyes.

“What happened?” she asked. I shrugged casually. A chorus of murmurs broke out amongst the people in front and behind us, all about the sudden stop.

Just then, a voice over the intercom caught everyone’s attention. “Attention skiers, we are currently experiencing technical difficulties with the lift operating system. We apologize for any inconvenience and are working to fix it asap. Thank you for your cooperation.”

Rarity leaned back in the seat and sighed. “Oh poo. Just our luck.” She then looked at me, smiled, and leaned her head on my shoulder. “In any case, it gives us a chance to admire this wonderful landscape.”

“Indeed,” I said, wrapping my arm around her waist. Rarity just hummed of content and gazed out at the white-covered hills and all the now toy-sized skiers down below. This was it. Rarity was open for a strike. I quickly looked behind us to make sure the people on the next seat were far enough away. They were too busy talking to look forward. Time to put phase one into motion.

Phase One: Awaken the Beast!

Starting off subtly, I nonchalantly placed a hand on Rarity’s leg. No immediate reaction yet. I then started rubbing back and forth lovingly. This caused Rarity to hum again, but her head still rested on my shoulder, so nothing noticeable. After a few seconds of that, I slowly started to track my hand up her leg. It wasn’t until I had reached her inner thighs that Rarity lifted her head slightly and looked at me with curiosity.

“Darling,” she said almost apprehensively. “What are you-”

“Shhhhh,” I said softly, pressing a finger to her lips. “Just relax, my love. It’s alright.”

Rarity hesitated at first, but then placed her head back on my shoulder and looked forward. I continued to rub her, luring her into a false sense of security, and looked around us again. No others were paying attention to us, and the people moving below us were too busy skiing to notice us at all. I then looked down at my watch. Three minutes had already passed. I had to get a move on if I wanted to finish before the lift started moving again. It was now, or never. Taking a leap of faith, I moved my hand over Rarity’s crotch and started rubbing again.

This received a much bigger reaction. Immediately, Rarity’s head shot up straight as she looked at me with a comprehension slowly dawning over her face.

“Wait a minute!” she snapped quietly. “Darling, what are you think-”

But she was cut off again by me plunging my hand into her ski pants and starting to trace a finger over her silk panties, right where her slit was. Rarity gasped and almost jumped out of her seat.

“D-Darling,” Rarity whispered, her voice bordering on fear and...possibly arousal. She hastily looked around, but no one was paying us any mind. “N-not here! Wait until we get baaaAAAH,” she spasmed a bit as I traced over her clit, “b-back to the cabin!”

“Why wait?” I asked, seductively whispering into her ear. I felt Rarity shudder. “No one’s paying attention. Just try not to scream." Rarity tried to protest, but spasmed to a stop by me tracing her clit again.

A wet spot was gradually spreading from where I was rubbing, and I could tell that she was ready for more. Taking another leap, I then lowered my hand into her pantied and tickled her slit. Rarity let out a half gasp, half giggle and grabbed the side of the seat as her breathing started to become heavier and faster. She looked at me again, but she didn’t say anything. Her eyes, however, said enough. I smiled and slowly inserted my finger.

Rarity’s eyes popped and a small yelp escaped her before she clasped a hand tightly over her mouth. I looked around again; no one noticed. Looking back at Rarity, I started to thrust in and out of her soaked nethers, working her insides like a well-tuned instrument. I could faintly hear Rarity’s moans growing louder, though still muffled, behind her hand. Her face was starting to redden, her chest was rising and falling rapidly, and I noticed that even her nipples were starting to harden under her coat. This gave me another idea. After all, my other hand wasn’t doing anything. Wrapping it under her arm, I reached up, cupped Rarity’s right breast in my free hand, and started to massage it tenderly.

Rarity jumped again and yelped even louder. She let go of the side of the seat and slapped the other hand on top of the first so that both hands were pressing over her mouth, trying to stifle the moans and yelps. She glanced over at me with pleading eyes. I inserted another finger into her, which resulted in her arching her back slightly and letting out another long, muffled moan. As I worked her, I watched as she, surprisingly, started to lift her hands from her mouth by a millimeter. Her breathing instantly became much more vocal as she tried to speak in a quivering voice.

“D-D-Darling,” she gasped, trying to keep her voice steady and soft. “P-Please!”

“You want me to stop?” I asked, though I was pretty sure I already knew the answer. Rarity moaned, looked around again, and then turned back to me. Her face was alight with arousal.

“Please,” she whined, “M-Make me c-c-cum!”

My smile broadened. Far be it from me to deny such a titillating request from my girlfriend. Without any warning at all, I thrusted a third finger into her snatch.

If there was any composure Rarity was holding onto before, it had vanished. Her moans had increased in volume, even with her hands over her mouth. It was still muffled, but if it weren’t for the shouts, laughter, and loud talking going on around us, she would’ve been heard. She then started to grind herself against my fingers, keeping to the rhythm. I quickly picked up the pace and the hand cupping her breasts instantly felt for her nipple, it wasn’t that hard to find, and lightly pinched it. Rarity muffled something through her hands that sounded an awful lot like, “Good God,” and leaned back on the seat so that she was looking up. Her face had grown the same shade as a tomato by now, and her eyes were slowly rolling up in her head. I then felt her inner walls trembling around my fingers, and could tell that she was almost there. My 10 minutes were probably almost up anyway, so I decided it was time for the big finish. Knowing that one more specific move ought to do it, I stretched my thumb from my thrusting hand up to her swollen clit, and pressed it.

Instantly, Rarity’s eyes opened wide and a muffled shriek escaped her lips as her inner walls contracted around my fingers and coated them with her juices. Rarity grinded into me with each wave that hit her, more juices squirting onto my hand. Her moans slowly died down as her orgasm started to subside, until at last, she slumped back in the seat and unclenched her hands from her mouth. Though she wasn’t breathing as heavily as before, it sounded like she had just run a light marathon. I took another small glance back, and saw that no one had noticed. Though I thought I glimpsed a guy two seats back looking in our direction whose eyes were a bit wider and cheeks redder than normal, but maybe that was just how he looked. I glanced back at Rarity, who was slowly regaining her composure as she sat up a bit and started waving herself. She didn’t say anything, but I couldn’t help but notice a small smirk across her face before she turned away. Phase one; complete!

And not a moment too soon. Another squeal of an intercom rang out and a voice announced, “Attention skiers, we have fixed the lift and will be starting up again. Please forgive us for any delays and enjoy the rest of your time here at Aspenny Ski Resort.” Seconds later, the lift lurched forward a bit, and began to climb the mountain once again.

“Darling,” Rarity finally said, her voice rather calm, “as much as I love the feeling, would you mind taking your fingers out of my pussy please? We’re almost to the top, and it will be quite awkward if we arrived like this.”

Realizing that my hand was still in her pants, I chuckled embarrassingly and quickly pulled my hand out. Her juices still covered my fingers. I looked around for a place to wipe them off, when Rarity took my hand caringly.

“Allow me,” she whispered, and to my utter astonishment, she stuck each of my fingers in her mouth and sucked on them. Her warm tongue wrapped around each one in turn, all the while, she looked at me with a stare that could only be described as “instant bedroom eyes.” It would seem that phase one did indeed do the trick! As Rarity released my hand, it was about our time to get off. Rarity gave me one last wink before sliding off her seat and starting down the mountain, quite gracefully I might add. She really did know how to ski. Smiling, I followed, thinking how much better the day was gonna get!

The rest of the morning and afternoon went by without any “special” surprises. After skiing for a few hours, I thought the two of us could try some snow tubing at the hill next to the skiers. Rarity and I shared a two-man tube, which gave some great opportunities to hold each other real tight. I had a ball racing down the snow-capped hill. Rarity, on the other hand, was an entirely different story. I was both amazed and thoroughly amused at how someone who was able to slide down a winding hill at high speed with nothing but two planks of wood attached to her feet and be completely fine, could not go sliding down a straight hill at top speed in an inner tube without screaming her fuckin’ head off! I swear, onlookers would’ve thought that Rarity was being maimed and tortured if they didn’t see what was going on. As soon as we tipped over the top of the hill, she wrapped her arms around my stomach so tight, I thought I heard my ribs crack! When I asked her about it after the third descent, she claimed, while trying to keep any composure she still had (which isn’t saying a lot), that the hill was far steeper than the skiing hill, and that it was iced over. And when I stated that that’s what made it fun, and asked if she wanted to go again, she quickly said that she was hungry. Hey, I said I loved her, I never said I fully understood her.

After a pleasant lunch in the food court, we ventured back outside, went down the slopes a few more times, and then I got the idea to introduce Rarity to something new; Skeet shooting. It took some major coaxing, but I was finally able to get her to try. I, of course, hit everything they shot in the air (My dad had been teaching me to shoot since I could hold a rifle), and when Rarity stepped up to the plate, I thought it was gonna be an entirely different. Turns out I was pleasantly, and humorously surprised. Though she was nervous at first, as soon as the first pigeon flew into the air, she took aim and...BAM! She blasted that thing apart! Rarity was so excited, she spun around to happily exclaim what she did. The problem with that was, well, the shotgun was still aimed outward. Everyone in the area hit the deck almost immediately! It would’ve been funny if the possibility of death wasn’t in the moment, though Rarity and I did have a nice laugh about it later on.

Before we knew it, the sun had started to set, and with both Rarity and I drained from all the fun, we decided to call it a day. But the fun wasn’t over yet. The night was still young, and it was time to put the next phase of my plan into action.

Phase Two: Seduce the Beast.

By the time we had returned to the cabin, the sky was a deep indigo, and a few stars were starting to pop out with a bright moon rising over the mountains. It was a full moon, which, at this point, seemed almost too coincidental. I had promised Rarity that I had a romantic evening planned for us, and I was true to my word. I told her before our trip to pack a lovely evening dress for a surprise dinner I had in mind, to which she was more than happy to make one right away. When she had gone into the bedroom to change, I quickly began to set up. I lit the fireplace, which immediately filled the area with a warm, orange glow, spread a large blanket in front of it, and set our dinner, Shrimp Fettuccine (Rarity’s favorite), on top, along with a bottle of wine and two glasses. After taking a second to admire my handiwork, I dashed into the bathroom to change into my, what did Rarity call it, “suave” dinner jacket.

I had just walked out of the bathroom, when I heard the bedroom door knob start to turn. I hastened back in front of the spread just in time for Rarity to strut out into the living room. However gorgeous Rarity normally was, the way she looked made her beauty double! She was wearing a sparkling, low-cut, red dress with a v-cut at the side to show off her silky smooth and lucious left leg. She had also done her hair up in an elegant bun, yet still brought the front down over one of her eyes in a sexy curl. There was no other word for it but,

“Gorgeous,” I said the final word aloud. Rarity giggled and winked.

“Right back at you there, stud,” she responded silkily, batting her eyes. She then turned her attention to the setup by the fireplace and gasped delightedly. She turned back to me and had opened her mouth to say something, but I walked over and put a finger to her lips, smiling broadly.

“You deserve nothing but the best, my love,” I said sultrily.

Rarity smiled even wider and planted a loving kiss on my lips. Deciding on the spot to put a little flare in the moment, I took Rarity in my arms, and dipped her like we were dancing, keeping our lips firmly attached. Rarity let out a little yelp of surprise, but quickly recovered as she wrapped her arms around me and pulled me in closer. I could already tell that this extra level of affection was putting her in a good mood. All the better for the plan. At last, I pulled Rarity back up straight and parted our kiss, even though I wanted it to go on a bit longer, and then held out my hand to her, bowing slightly.

“You’re dinner awaits, madame.”

Rarity replied w/ a curtsy and took my hand. As I led her to the blanket, as I sat her down and served her food, as I poured her wine, I had nothing but high hopes about the eventual outcome of the evening. It was the home stretch now; the final phase was about underway.

Phase Three: Release the Beast!

“More wine, my dear?”

We had finished our dinner and were on the couch in front of the glowing fire. Rarity was still in the best of moods, her Shrimp Fettuccine was, in her words, “To die for,” and the conversations were quite enjoyable. I had uncorked our second bottle of wine as we vacated to the couch for some good, ol’ fashion snuggling, just the way she liked it.

“I really shouldn’t…” Rarity hesitated. Her cheeks already had grown a faintish red. She quickly shrugged, however, and said, “Oh, what the hell? Just a spot more. A little more...that’s the ticket!” I had filled her glass to three quarters of the way full. The girl really did love her wine. I, of course, wasn’t about to object. Wine was a crucial element to the beast stirring up to the surface. I refilled my own glass, and sat back down beside her. Instantly, she pressed herself against me and rested her head on my shoulder.

“Darling, this is absolutely wonderful!” she exclaimed happily as she deeply sipped her drink. “A nice, candlelit dinner, a warm fire, cuddling on the couch with wine, it feels like I’m in one of those cheesy but cute romantic commercial!”

“So I take it you’ve loved the trip so far?” I asked.

“Oh absolutely!”

“Good,” I sat up a bit to face Rarity, “cause I’ve got something else in mind for you!” Rarity’s eyes lit with excitement and curiosity as she too sat up and put her hands together in anticipation.

“Really?”

“Oh yes,” I nodded. “How would you like one of my,” I paused for dramatic effect as I rolled up my sleeves and flexed my fingers, “famous, super-relaxing, stress-melting, all-over massages?” Rarity gasped in delight and placed a hand against her forehead in dramatic fashion.

“Oh, darling!” She breathed sultrily, “You spoil me!”

“Is that a yes?” I asked, one eyebrow raised.

“Of course!”

My smile widened as Rarity got down onto the carpet in front of the fire and laid down, back side up. I quickly followed and sat down on her legs so I was right behind her, cracking my knuckles as I did so. If there was one thing I prided myself on, not to mention it being a crucial part of recreating that special night, it was my massages. These hands weren’t just made for woodworking and hunting you know. This was the pivotal moment in the night, and possibly the last step to take to fully awaken the beast. Once I hit that special sweet spot, Rarity would surely lose herself, and phase three would be fulfilled.

After adjusting herself for full comfort, Rarity glanced back at me, and winked. “Whenever you’re ready, darling.”

I smiled even wider, stretched my arms, and dug in.

I started on her shoulders, kneading them with just the right amount of force (I knew what Rarity liked). The feeling got an immediate reaction as Rarity let out a long, relaxing sigh. I continued to rub her shoulders for a while longer before slowly working my way down her back, rubbing every inch of skin I could see. Rarity’s sighs grew steadily louder as I worked my magic. Every once in a while she let out an, “Oooooh,” and, “That’s the spot,” that coincided with her rapid breaths, but to me, that just meant she was getting closer. Of course, I wasn’t about to just head straight into it. A moment like this needed to be savored and enjoyed. Moving away from Rarity’s backside, I instead started to work on her legs and feet. I felt Rarity seize up a bit when I touched her foot and heard her let out a whoop of laughter.

“Darling,” she gasped, “Be careful! That’s my tickle spot!”

“A pox upon me for a fool,” I joked as I moved away from her toes and rubbed her legs. Rarity’s muscles unclenched as she relaxed herself again and returned to her sighs of content. After a minute of that, I started sliding up her leg to her hips. With one hand I squeezed and massaged her hip, and with the other, I found her torso, the area right under her breasts, and started to rub that as well. Rarity’s breathing became more vocal once again. I could also tell that her back was starting to seize up again. She was so close. The beast was on the edge of breaking free of its prison. Moving again, I took a step further and started rubbing her lower back, right above her ass. This time, Rarity actually rose herself up a bit and, with her face looking towards the ceiling, let out a long, lustful moan. I could practically hear the growls of the beast beating against the bars. So close, so very close. I increased the pressure as Rarity increased her breathing. All it would take now was a firm grip on her butt, and my plan would be complete.

“Oh darling, this feels wonderful!” Rarity moaned aloud. “And, you know, it all seems so familiar!”

“Really?” I asked, not paying too much attention.

“Yes! Now I remember! This reminds me of that one night in our sophomore year! You know, the night of that party?”

“You don’t say.”

“Of course. And, you know, if I didn’t know any better, I’d say you were trying to recreate that night.”

“Quite the thought,” I said as I slowly started toward her ass, my hands actually quivering a bit with anticipation.

“Almost like you intend to, oh I don’t know, ’release my beast?’”

My hands practically screeched to a halt above their target. I had heard the words that were said, but I didn’t process them at first due to the fact that my mind had gone numb. It was as if someone had slammed my face into a wooden board. I felt blood rush to my face as I slowly looked up to see Rarity looking back at me with a raised eyebrow and a smirk. I opened my mouth, but all that I could muster was a, “Huh?”

Rarity sighed and started to sit up. “Alright, I suppose the jig is up as you would say. Darling, I know of your intentions.”

This statement seemed to kickstart my brain, and I sat up to sit right across from Rarity.

“Uh…” I stammered, still somewhat trying to process the situation. “How long?”

“Oh for a while,” she responded, waving a hand nonchalantly. “About a week before the trip, I heard you telling your friends over the phone about everything you had planned for our vacation. When you said ‘her beast,’ I was able to put two and two together. Though instead of just confronting you about it, I just decided to play along.”

“Wait a second,” I said, “You mean that all this time, you were playing me?”

Rarity smirked a bit. “A crude way to put it, but, in a manner of speaking, yes. Like a fiddle.” At that moment, all blood seemed to have left my head as the cold realization kicked in.

“So,” I continued, starting to feel rather dejected, “that moment on the ski lift was all just-”

“Oh no, no, no!” Rarity interrupted, suddenly looking alarmed and grabbing my hands in a caring way. “That was 100% real, darling. Even though I knew it was coming, it was a magnificent experience. Any other woman would have been putty in your hands after that!” This seemed to raise my spirits a bit as some of the feeling returned to my head.

“But, you know,” she continued, “I have grown more sexually mature since sophomore year. I can control myself much better now.”

“Should of figured,” I sighed. There was still a lingering feeling of shock, but it was slowly subsiding as I stepped back into reality. The more I thought about it, it did seem rather foolish to think lightning like that could strike twice in a lifetime. I looked up into Rarity’s blue eyes, and was relieved to see that she wasn’t angry with me. However, a probable misconception hit me about the situation that I needed to straighten out.

“Rarity, I hope you think I didn’t plan this vacation just for this. I did this to spend quality time with you! I love being with you, with or without the beast. You know that right?” To my utter relief, Rarity smiled.

“Of course, darling,” she said. “You just wanted to recreate a memorable night. It was a very sweet gesture,” she then added out of the corner of her mouth, “a little embarrassing for me,” but she quickly regained herself, “but still sweet, nonetheless.”

I don’t know if it was the fact that she was sly enough to play me this entire vacation or that she wasn’t even mad at me, or possibly both, but my affection for Rarity skyrocketed as I looked at her in awe.

“So, are we good?” I asked.

“Of course we are, darling,” she nodded. She then reached out and pulled me into a loving embrace, to which I happily returned. At that moment, I felt like the luckiest guy in the world having such an understanding, yet sly woman as my girlfriend.

“I love you so much,” I added.

“I love you too, darling,” she responded. We held each other for a while, with nothing but the soothing sounds of the crackling fire in the background. After a minute of holding the hug however, she spoke again. “That being said, there is still the fact that you tried to go behind my back with something.”

Oh shit. I knew it was too good to be true. I slowly broke the hug and looked at Rarity, preparing myself for some kind of punishment. To my surprise though, she was still smiling slyly. I didn’t know whether to be worried or hopeful.

“You wanted to release my beast?” Rarity asked, and not even waiting for an answer, she said, “I’ll release my beast.”

My jaw dropped.

“Really?” I asked, both surprised and ecstatic, not wanting to believe it. I couldn’t think of any other way it could be taken though. Was she really going to…

“That’s right,” Rarity nodded with a sultry wink as she got up and headed for the bathroom. I just need to get ready. Why don’t you go warm up the bed for us?” She then blew me a kiss and disappeared behind the door. Well, she didn’t have to ask me twice. I shot toward the bedroom like a bullet, tearing off my jacket and stripping down to nothing but my underwear (didn’t want an expensive suit like that to be torn off). I then quickly plopped down onto the bed and waited. On the other side of the door, I heard the bathroom door open, along with some more rustling and clinking. I was literally shaking with excitement. It was gonna happen! Phase Three was gonna be a success after all!

“Are you ready?” said a sultry voice from the other side of the door.

“Whenever you are, my love!” I responded gleefully.

The doorknob turned, the door slowly creaked open, and I immediately sat up in surprise as my eyes grew to the size of plates and my jaw dropped once again.

There was Rarity, wearing a black, leather bra with matching thong, long, black gloves and stilettos that stretched to her elbows and knees, a black masquerade mask, and she was carrying, I had to do a double take for this one, a small horse whip and a pair of handcuffs. The sight caught me slightly off guard. She was definitely hot to look at, and the look on her face was that of pure lust, and yet, I felt a bit of foreboding in the back of my mind. The last time I had seen Rarity wear stuff like that was when during our 1st anniversary of dating, and she said she had always wanted to try Bonda-

Oh sweet Jesus.

I instantly felt something like a rock plummet through my body. My mouth closed with a snap, and I felt my pupils shrink to pinpricks. The realization had kicked in, and I had fallen backward onto the bed in shock. Rarity’s smile widened as she advanced towards the bed, patting the horsewhip in her palm.

“Lie back.”

It was not a request. It was a command. Rarity’s voice had changed drastically. She seemed to have let her elegance back in the bathroom. I quickly obeyed and layed my back flat on the bed. Rarity licked her lips seductively as she climbed up onto the mattress and stood above me. I would’ve said she looked so hot if I wasn’t so scared.

“Listen up,” she announced. “I’m calling the shots tonight. You don’t get to cum until I am fully satisfied. Any disobedience, you get the whip. Got it, bitch!?”

“Yes, madame,” I answered feebly.

SNAP!

A sharp pain ran across my leg from the place where the whip had landed.

“Louder!”

“YES, MADAME!”

Rarity smiled again, leaned down, and grabbed my hands. She then held them up against the backboard and wrapped the handcuffs around one of the rings. After hearing the clink of the lock, she sat back up on my groin. I could already feel all the blood rush to it. Rarity wriggled her ass and growled lustfully.

“Someone’s ready to play,” she purred. “Let’s see just how long you can last, bitch.” She then reached behind her and started to unhook her bra. My eyes stayed glued to her as she just looked at me with a beastly hunger in her eyes. As soon as she had unclasped herself, she pulled the bra out with one hand while quickly covering her mounds with her other arm, so all I saw was a faint outline of a puffy nipple before it was taken away from me. Maybe it was just me, but the way Rarity’s cleavage pushed against her arm as if begging to be release was getting me just more and more hard. Then, just to add insult to injury, Rarity tossed her bra at my face, and the cups landed right over my eyes.

“Fuck!” I blurted out.

Another snap, and more pain hit my other leg.

“Watch your back talk, bitch!” snapped Rarity. “You gotta earn the right to see these delicious-looking marshmallows.” I couldn’t see, but I could just imagine Rarity teasingly cupping her breasts and jiggling them right in front of me. Oh I’m sure she was just enjoying this very much. To be honest, I don’t even know where she got her interest in bondage. She just said one night that she wanted to try it, and being the horny idiot that I was, I went along with it. I guess nothing really has changed. My boner got me into this mess, and by God, it was gonna get me out. I’d just have to suck it up and get her off as quickly as possible. After all, she was just as horny as I was, so at the end of the day, it would be a win for both of us.

I suddenly felt my boxers being yanked down, and my dick finally felt fresh air. Rarity purred again and gently pressed a finger against the tip. I felt it twitch at her touch, which made her giggle, and in the darkness of the leather bra hanging across my eyes, I heard Rarity shift herself to the side a bit. “My, my,” she cooed. “What a big boy you are. Remember not to cum now, or I’ll have to punish you!”

And then, without any further warning, I felt Rarity’s mouth engulf my dick.

My entire body seized up as I felt Rarity’s mouth bob up and down, her tongue wrapping around every time she dived. It felt so good, and her mouth was so hot, it almost made me lose control right there. If I only had control of my hands, I would’ve shoved Rarity’s head down further. But alas, I could only pretend that this point. Rarity’s handcuffs were doing their job quite well. Again and again Rarity plunged her mouth down, and it felt like she was taking more and more with each turn. I felt my dick starting to quiver, and I could tell that it was begging to be released. But I knew I couldn’t do it yet. Rarity was not about to beat me in this game of wills. I sucked up my strength, and held it back, even when Rarity’s mouth took my entire member and just held it there, swirling her tongue around, trying to tempt me to let go. It wouldn’t work. Not yet.

Finally, I felt my dick hit cold air again as Rarity detached it from her mouth. I sighed with relief, though I knew that was just the beginning.

“Not bad,” she said approvingly. “Not bad at all!” I smiled to myself with pride. “But let’s see how you handle...THIS!”

Before I could even think to wonder, I felt my dick being engulfed between two, warm, soft pillows. But they weren’t pillows I quickly came to realize. They were the white mounds I was begging to see and touch. Rarity was rubbing her breasts up against my dick, once again tempting it, no, daring it to explode. Once again, my body seized up. Up and down they went, massaging my quaking member. The soft touch of her skin was sending me over the edge. I could feel myself losing concentration.

As if she could tell what I was thinking, I felt another sharp snap of pain, this time, against my thigh, as Rarity barked, “Don’t you dare cum yet, bitch! Or it’ll be jumper cables for you!”

Whether or not Rarity was bluffing, I didn’t want to find out, but the threat gave me the energy I needed, and I sucked up my willpower and held back the explosion, which I could tell was building more and more. It was actually starting to hurt. After a minute of boob play, Rarity finally released my dick, sat back up, and sighed.

“Well, you did pretty good. I suppose you deserve a reward.”

I suddenly felt the leather bra being lifted off of my face and thrown to the floor. At first, the sudden light blurred my vision, but as it cleared, I saw the beautiful face staring back at with a coy smile, and her beautiful, soft marshmallows with dark blue nipples hanging freely in front of me. I also noticed that Rarity’s hair was slightly frazzled, and, taking a glance down, I couldn’t help but notice that a damp spot had formed in the front of her panties. She really was turned on by this. I started to sit up a bit, but before I could, Rarity pushed me back down and I hit the pillow with a soft thump. Before I could ask what she was planning next, I caught a glimpse of a pair of black panties being thrown to the side and a glistening pussy suspended over my head. And then, Rarity dropped down, and her pussy slammed onto my mouth.

“Start licking, bitch!” she commanded.

This time, I was more than happy to oblige. Wasting no time, I opened my mouth and traced my tongue over her moist slit. I felt Rarity’s body seize up for a second as she let out a long, lustful sigh. As I continued my assault, Rarity’s breathing became heavier and her hips started to move in sync with my tongue. Again and again I drove my tongue up and down her quivering slit, feeling the juices slowly dripping into my mouth. The tangy taste gave me the motive to move even further. Taking the plunge, quite literally in fact, I stuck my tongue straight out and dove through her folds, into her honey pot. Rarity seized up again and gasped even louder. I then suddenly felt her hands firmly grasp my head. For one split second, I thought I was gonna get yelled at for doing that without command, but then, to my relief, she pushed my head further against her pussy and started to grind even harder.

“That’s right!” she growled lustfully through clenched teeth. “Eat it, you naughty boy! Eat my filthy cunt! Don’t you dare fucking stop till I’m satisfied!”

Spurred on by the dirty talk, I took it further and plunged my tongue in as far as I could, helped by Rarity pushing my head. The more and more I pushed in and out of her now soaking slit, the louder her moans grew. As I swirled my tongue around in her nethers, her breathing grew more vocal and desperate for release. After a minute, I could feel her inner walls trembling fiercely. She was so very close. Realizing that there was one surefire way to finish her, for I had done it earlier that day, I rose my head as high as I could, and pressed my nose firmly against her clit.

The reaction was instant. Rarity threw back her head and let out a high-pitched shriek as I felt my tongue clamp between her walls and not just a squirt, but a flood of juices spurted into my mouth. I had never seen Rarity cum like that before. This whole thing really did turn her on something fierce. Waves of juices shot out of her as Rarity rode out her orgasm. It was like that time at one of the college parties where I actually did one of those beer tube challenges (I was dared too, sue me.) As things finally started to calm down, Rarity looked down and we locked eyes again. Her hair was more frazzled than ever, and her face was beet red, but her eyes were still filled with sexual hunger. We weren’t done yet.

“Drink every last drop,” she panted. “There’s a good boy.”

As soon as all the juice was cleaned off and swallowed. Rarity got up and crawled down the end of the bed toward my nether regions. It was here that I realized just how fit to burst I really was. I was so focused on pleasing Rarity that I didn’t even notice how hot my dick had gotten, or how it was throbbing violently. Rarity must’ve noticed too, cause she smiled mischievously and shook her head.

“Not yet, bitch,” she said. “You are not cumming until I get a chance to get off on your rod. Once I cum again, then you can release. Any sooner, and you know what the punishment is.”

I didn’t know which scared me more; the possibility that Rarity had jumper cables at the ready, or the possibility, albeit ridiculous possibility, that when I finally do release, the pressure of all the built-up seed might take Rarity’s head off. Either way, I took a deep breath, and tried not to think about it. Rarity nodded approvingly.

“Good boy,” she purred. “Now,” she then moved so that her pussy was positioned right above my throbbing dick and opened her folds seductively, “let’s see if you can last longer.”

If I didn’t know any better, I’d say that was her way of challenging my endurance. Well, let me tell you, I was not about to lose when I had come this far. Taking another deep breath, I waited with anticipated breath as Rarity lowered herself down and inserted my hot rod into her opening.

Rarity gasped and shuddered as she took more of me into her. It felt so hot inside her, so inviting that I’m sure if I were a lesser man, I would’ve burst at that moment. But I wasn’t a lesser man. I was ready to hold back until the proper time, no matter how much it hurt. Finally, after what seemed like an eternity was watching her slowly descend, Rarity had taken me in my entirety within her. She sat there, eyes shut tight and biting her lower lip, obviously savoring the feeling. I would’ve wanted to do that too, if it weren’t for the time crunch that I was now on. I decided to take the initiative and started to slowly move my hips, but I had barely begun when Rarity’s eyes snapped open, and she quickly slapped my thigh with the horse whip again. My hips fell instantly as I winced from the pain.

“No you don’t!” she scolded. “I make the first move!”

I grunted, and begrudgingly relaxed my hips. Rarity closed her eyes again, took a breath, and started to move up the shaft. Just when she was at the tip, she lowered herself back down, moaning softly as she reached the bottom again. I watched with anticipation as my dick reappeared and disappeared continuously into Rarity’s folds, longing all the while to reach out and massage those jiggling breasts of hers. Yet, the handcuffs were doing their job quite well, and my arms, which felt almost numb from the lack of blood, were useless in this situation. All I could do was watch Rarity bounce up and down on top of me, her moans growing louder again. Though all that being said, it still felt so fucking good. Rarity was so tight, and every time I penetrated her, I felt like the pressure rising even further. It literally felt like all the little seeds were gathering in front of the gateway and were forcefully trying to push their way free every time they entered Rarity’s nethers.

“No!” I thought, scrunching my face up in concentration. “Not yet! Hold out a bit longer! You can do it!”

When I opened my eyes again, I saw that Rarity had taken to grabbing her left breast and was twisting her nipple as she bounced more enthusiastically.

“Oh yes!” she cried out. “It’s so big! It’s driving me crazy!”

“Oh God!” I said aloud. It wasn’t bad enough that she was putting on a show in front of me, but now she was practically torturing me with more dirty talk. The harder Rarity drove myself into her and the louder her moans and shrieks became, the more the pressure was building even greater inside of me. It actually started to hurt trying to hold back the explosion that was sure to happen. I started to move my hips again along with Rarity’s movement, but this time, she didn’t contradict me. I couldn’t control myself. My only thought was if I threw in some effort, maybe Rarity would cum sooner. The problem was, every time I moved my hips, the more I could feel the pressure. My willpower was draining rapidly. I couldn’t take it anymore! My eyes were shut tight in concentration, my upper body was literally thrashing around, and my arms were stretching to the sides; I could feel my will begin to break. I could hear it cracking. And then…

CRACK!

My hands hit the headboard with a thunk. My mind was temporarily diverted to the sudden free feeling I hand in my arms. The feeling had started to return to my hands. Confused, I pulled my arms out from behind the headboard and and looked at them. Turns out that I had snapped apart one of the links connecting the cuffs. I was free! My revelation was interrupted, however, by the sounds of Rarity’s lustful cries. Without stopping to think, I reached out, grabbed Rarity’s hips, and started ramming her against me. Rarity’s eyes opened wide and looked down at me. I actually smirked back at her.

“H-how did-” but before she finished, I slapped her ass cheek with great force and rammed up inside of her once again. Rarity gasped loudly and flew her head back.

“OH MY GOD!” she moaned loudly. “YES! RUT ME! DRILL ME! MAKE ME CUM! I’M GONNA CUM! I’M GONNA CUM!”

“FUCKIN’ DO IT!” I shouted. It seemed that was all it took from me. Rarity cried out once again, and I felt her walls contracting around my dick and I felt the juices coat it. That was all I needed. With one final thrust, I felt my dam break, my muscles clenched, and I let out a loud groan as the pressure finally broke.

Relief. Beautiful, wonderful relief fell over me as waves upon waves of hot jizz shot into Rarity’s nethers. It was like nothing I had ever felt before, almost like reaching Nirvana on a roller coaster. My mind was clearing; my tension subsiding. The bliss was filling inside of me just as my cum was filling up Rarity. From the look of it, she had hit Nirvana as well. Her body was sweaty and her hair was ruffled, but she looked like she was in heaven. Her eyes rolled upward, her tongue hung out, and her hips continued to grind against me as she took my cum.

“That’s right, darling!” she panted. “Fill me up. I want every single drop of your seed inside me.”

Pretty soon, though it seemed longer than that, when the last bit of cum had been emptied from my balls. Rarity slid off of me and onto the bed. As she scooted up next to me, I noticed that her stomach had bulged a bit, and there was still some jizz leaking from her folds. I guess I really did almost make her head explode. I smiled warmly as Rarity flung her arms around me and pulled me into a tight hug.

“Oh, darling,” she sighed, returning to her original, distinguished self. “This was the best vacation I’ve ever had.” She then reached up and pecked me on my cheek. “And it’s all thanks to you. Thank you for such a wonderful time.”

“My pleasure,” I responded, summoning the little strength I had left to pull Rarity closer to me. “I love you, baby.”

Rarity giggled and nuzzled under my chin. “I love you too, darling.”

As I laid there, dripping with sweat, I once again counted my blessing of having such a wonderful, loving, if not sometimes crazy, girlfriend. Nothing more needed to be said. What was important was that we still loved each other, and hopefully, that wouldn’t change. Just as I was considering sleep however, I had an instant thought.

“Rarity?” I said aloud.

“Hmm?” Rarity responded.

“You didn’t really have jumper cables at the ready, did you?”

Rarity didn’t say anything at first, but only giggled. It was her usual girlish giggle though. More like, a mischievous sort of snigger.

“Rarity?” I said again. Still only sniggering. “Right?”

“Goodnight, darling,” she finally said innocently, and without another word, she nuzzled my chin again, and fell asleep.

As I reached over and turned the bedside light off, as I closed my eyes and resigned myself to sleep, the last thought that crossed my mind was a bit of advice that I will remember till the day I die.

Never EVER underestimate the beast.