Dusk Shine and the Mysterious Society
Chapter 7
Where oh where has my little bat gone.

Gilda was not a happy Griffin. Even less so than usual.

“What the fuck? No way! You have got to be fucking kidding me!”

The reason for her ire was the meek little vampony mare who was cowering behind Princess Luna as Gilda directed her diatribe in her direction. Fluttershy looked like she wanted to melt into the ground under her hooves as equal parts guilt and shame turned her face and upper body crimson.

“That is enough!” Princess Luna roared in the Royal Canterlot Voice, causing even Gilda to flinch and cower. For a moment the walls of the tent they were standing in billowed outward before fluttering back to their resting position.

“Hey, give Gilda a break,” Rainbow Dash said defensively as she placed herself between her friend and the ire of the princess. “You’re the one who went out her way to tell us if Fluttershy didn’t screw us on a regular basis we’d be shit out of luck. Now you’ve fixed it so she can’t. You can’t blame us for being a bit peeved.”

Gilda chimed in with her two cents. “Fucking right. If she hadn’t run like a scared rabbit through that portal we wouldn’t be in this mess.”

Behind Princess Luna, a vein throbbed in Fluttershy’s forehead and her expression of guilt changed to one of annoyance. A hand lifted to the chain around her neck.

“Fluttershy is not your property. She has the right to decide for herself which gender she wishes to live as.” Princess Luna started to lecture. She trailed off as she noticed that neither Gilda or Rainbow Dash were looking at her. Instead, their gaze was focused slightly over her head and to the right.
A huge hand came to rest on Luna’s shoulder as Fluttershy, now male, eased herself around Luna. In Fluttershy’s free hand was the charm necklace that moments before had been around her neck. Brushing past the princess he advanced on the now silent Gilda who was looking upward at him with mixed emotions on her face. She was clearly delighted to see the return of the male Fluttershy, but it was equally obvious that she was struggling in her effort to project an attitude of not giving a flying fuck.

Fluttershy didn’t give Gilda a chance to express any of her thoughts. She simply swept her up into a hug that lifted Gilda’s claws off the floor so she dangled in Fluttershy’s arms. At the same time, one of Fluttershy’s huge leathery bat wings swept out and dragged Rainbow Dash into the group hug. “I’ll never abandon either of you,” Fluttershy murmured into Gilda’s feathery crest.

“Hey. Don’t go thinking I need you or anything,” Gilda protested as she tried to push herself out of Fluttershy’s hug. The big vampony simply hugged her tighter, crushing Gilda’s substantial breasts against her broad, currently male, heavily muscled chest. “Cut it out. Someone might see us. I don’t want anyone thinking I’m hooked up with some wimp pony. If you ain’t going to shove my beak into the dirt and your cock up my ass in the next ten seconds let me go.”

A laugh rumbled in Fluttershy’s chest. “Yes, yes, I know you’re my vicious little canary,” she said as she released Gilda from her arms. Turning to Princess Luna she swept both girls in against her body with her wings. “I’ll be heading out to check my cottage now, Princess Luna. If that’s alright?”

“Did you just call me a canary?” Gilda snarled, punching Fluttershy in the short-ribs and drawing a grunt from him but no other reaction.

“That’s fine. Once you have assured yourself that all is well there please gather up your friends, especially Twilight Sparkle. Ask Twilight if she and the others would please come to see me here. After you should fly to Sweet Apple Acres and inform Big McIntosh Apple that I need to see him and his sister as well. Tell him to bring Bother. I think it’s time I briefed your friends on Caridoon. We wouldn’t want any further accidents,” Luna finished with a stern look at Rainbow Dash.

The prismatic pony was barely paying attention. Fluttershy had looped her charm around her neck and in a shimmer of magic reverted to her much smaller female vampony form.

“That is one super cool trick. Did Princess Luna give you that charm?” Rainbow Dash asked.

Fluttershy gave Luna a questioning look and received a negative head shake from the Princess. Clearly, the princess didn’t think spreading the truth about her condition and Discord was wise. Feeling guilty, Fluttershy bent the truth. “Yes. It will let me transfer back and forth between male and female easily. But if I ever want the option of being restored to my natural body I need to wear it as much as I can.” She looked over at Gilda and gave a small smile. “But I don’t mind that much. There are benefits.”

“Fucking right there are benefits,” Gilda said firmly. “Don’t even think of tossing that cock you sport when you’re male into the trash.”

Fluttershy simply smiled a bit more broadly as she left the tent, followed by Rainbow Dash, and a sauntering Gilda who was doing her best to look like she just happened to be going in the same direction and not like she was following Fluttershy or anything.”

Applejack watched in bemusement as a team of harnessed mice hauled a bucket of soapy water across the floor of Fluttershy’s cottage. Following along behind them was a raccoon with a small mop tossed over his shoulder. “Bit hard to tell just how long ago Fluttershy was last here, Dusk,” she commented wryly as she looked around at the sparkling clean room.

Dusk Shine looked up from where he’d been going through a stack of neatly piled periodicals. “She hasn’t opened *Pet Lover’s Monthly*, it’s still in the brown paper shipping envelope. The postmark is three weeks old. Surely Fluttershy would have opened it fairly soon after it arrived.”

“Pet lovers?” Rarity asked in a quizzical tone. She trotted over to where Dusk was standing and held out a carefully manicured hand to take the envelope from him. Rarity wasn’t nude, like Applejack, but for her she might as well have been. She was wearing an outfit from her, *Less is More* collection, a sun hat on her head and ribbons in her mane and tail. Her breasts were bare, but concealed by her swept forward mane. There was a token covering of her groin, more for displaying her latest design than out of any modesty. The string that held the front panel in place ran up the middle of her firm ass and split around the base of her tail, while doing nothing to conceal her bottom. If Applejack was not mistaken, Rarity had powdered her bottom to make it even whiter than usual.

Applejack also noted that there was a hitch in Rarity’s step. And her milky white ass had a distinct red tinge just barely visible under the makeup. And just like that her eyes went out of focus and her mind went back to earlier the same morning.

Applejack was kneeling in Dusk’s study. Her legs spread and her hands resting on her knees, palms facing up. Her head was held high and her shoulder back, thrusting her large breasts forward. It was a testament to her health and musculature that there was barely any sag to her tits despite their size. Her eyes were observing the scene in front of her with amusement. Rarity was in full diva mode, and the target for her tantrum was Dusk Shine. Rarity, as was common for her when in the Castle, was fully nude, not even a ribbon in her mane. Dusk was dressed in his ever-present lab coat, but with nothing on underneath. In one hand he was holding a glistening black butt plug that made Applejack’s ass hurt just to look at. Which considering she had one just as big currently residing inside her own bottom was no great feat.

“This is absurd, Dusk Shine, darling,” Rarity pouted. “I’m a unicorn of fine sensibilities. You can’t expect me to endure something so uncouth, and for such a flimsy reason.”

“As I explained, Rarity, this sensor allows me to collect extremely detailed biometric readings. Applejack spends several hours every day with one just like it. But I need control data if I want to winnow out the distinctive fingerprints of the Caridoon magic. I hope once Rainbow gets back, and with Fluttershy’s help, I can expand my sample group. But for now you and Pinkie Pie are the only mares available.”

Dusk frowned, he snatched up a pad with his magic and made a quick note. “We need to pay a visit to Fluttershy. Outside of needing her for my sample group, I haven’t seen her in a month and we really should fill her in on what is going on.” Dusk gave a sigh as he looked around at his messy study. “I miss Spike, he always reminded me of things like that. Now, where were we, Rarity?”

Rarity pouted, “That was very rude, Dusk. We were having a conversation.”

“Not really, a conversation is an exchange of ideas. When it goes only one way, it’s a lecture. You were explaining why you refused to help me study Applejack’s condition.”

Dusk’s voice was casual, but something in his tone and body language caused Applejack’s ears to prick forward so she’d be sure to get every word. Rarity must have heard something as well because her own ears twitched nervously, but she didn’t allow it to change her behaviour.
“It’s not that I’m refusing to help. I’m simply pointing out that your experiment is silly. I’m a unicorn, Applejack is an earth-pony. Monitoring my biometawatsis status will be of no help to you at all. It would be like me making a dress out of silk in order to learn how to make a pair of overalls out of denim. The two simply have nothing in common with each other.”

Dusk’s face screwed up in annoyance, but then it changed. He arched an eyebrow and looked at Rarity as if she was some sort of new life form he had just stumbled across. “You know better than that, Rarity,” he remarked in a puzzled tone. “So why... ? Oh. I see.”

Dusk bumped his forehead with a fist in embarrassment and then looked at Rarity in an apologetic manner. “How stupid of me, I’m sorry, I wasn’t paying proper attention. Ring your bell!” he ordered her out of the blue.
“Excuse me?” Rarity asked in a flustered voice as a wave of colour washed over her face.

There could only be one bell Dusk was referring to. He’d discovered how to duplicate the safe word bell Applejack had found in her great-grandparents stuff in about two hours and given one to both Pinkie Pie and Rarity to braid into the tips of their tails.

Dusk had done tests, of course, and had discovered that no matter how much background noise there was, the bell could always be heard.

If he was asking Rarity to test it, he must think there was a chance that she might need it in the near future. The thought made Applejack squirm on her sofa and from the way Rarity’s ass clenched she was having a similar reaction.

“Please, Ring your bell.”

Rarity nodded, and a moment later a sweet chime rang out that was felt as much as heard.

Dusk’s entire posture seemed to change as he drew himself up and moved in closer to Rarity. She in turn seemed to shrink into herself. In just a second, their entire dynamic had changed, with Dusk now looming over a skittish and uncertain Rarity.

“Now let me see if I have this right. You think that I’m an incompetent?” Dusk asked in an icy voice.

“What? N-” Rarity’s protest was cut off as Dusk’s magic surrounded her muzzle and pinched it closed. At the same time, he used his magic to grip her wrists and draw her arms behind her back, wrenching her shoulders up and thrusting her breasts forward as if in an invitation to sample their charms.

“Keep your mouth shut till I want my cock sucked, slut.” Dusk said in his best Evil Prince Dusk Shine voice. The effect was somewhat spoiled by Dusk quickly glancing over at a cheat sheet he had pinned to the wall.

Applejack had chuckled a couple of days earlier when she’d caught Dusk practising his Evil Prince tone and body language in front of the mirror. He was so fucking earnest about doing the very best he could at whatever task was given to him. Both Rarity and Pinkie Pie had been enthusiastic about him maintaining the character for their role playing, and while Applejack hadn’t insisted, she had admitted she sort of wouldn’t mind if they continued the storyline they had cobbled together for that first time back in the barn.

Applejack wasn’t laughing at Dusk’s earnest behaviour now. He might have felt the need to refresh his memory in regards to his lines, but he had the persona down pat at the moment. It looked like that practice with Pinkie Pie on releasing your inner make-believe had paid off.

A shiver ran down Applejack’s spine and her tail flexed as it involuntarily lifted slightly from where it was spread out on the floor behind her. Her breasts felt heavy and her nipples stiffened, while between her legs her cunt throbbed. She shifted her weight slightly on the cushion to try and ease the sudden discomfort, freezing as Eprdus slowly turned his head and glared at her, while still holding Rarity’s muzzle clamped shut and her arms secured in place with his magic.

“I do not remember giving you permission to move, you stupid cow. I know earth mares are controlled by their base urges, but if you can’t control yourself, I’ll stake you out in the town square as a complimentary public-use facility. Maybe after you’ve been serviced by a hundred or so stallions, your greedy earth pony twat will be satisfied. Or maybe I should just sell you for a few bits and buy your sister from Big Mac instead. She’s turning eighteen in a few days is she not? Maybe if I start early enough even a worthless dirt mare can learn some basic commands, like ‘Stay’ and ‘Do not move’.”

Applejack swallowed as her entire body seemed to catch flame under his scathing look. She opened her mouth to reply to him, but his eyes grew even more dire. Remembering his words to Rarity she snapped her mouth shut and dropped her eyes submissively while doing her best to stay totally motionless. It was hard. The mere act of not moving made the urge to shift on her pillow even stronger.

“Better. See if you can keep it up, cow.”

Eprdus turned his eyes away from Applejack in a dismissive fashion and focussed them back on Rarity. While talking to Applejack, he had pressed upward on Rarity’s arms and she was currently standing on the very tip of her hooves as her body wavered back and forth in the air, supported in place only by the alicorn’s magic.

“You seem to be operating under a delusion, my dear. While it is true that you are a unicorn and are therefore superior to a common dirt pony, you are still just a stupid slut. I knew more about magic when I was five than you will learn in your entire life. How dare you presume to question my competence?”

Knowing Dusk as well as she did, Applejack spotted the evidence that showed just how uncomfortable he was with some of what he was saying, and her heart swelled with affection. He knew how much all three of his mares loved the persona, especially the filthy trash talk, and he was determined to be the best scumbag douche he could for their sake. And while it was true he had a bit of trouble with how raw the character’s language was, there was no hiding the fact that taking a dominant role thoroughly aroused him. His cock was fully erect and the fat flange was jutting out from between the front flaps of his lab coat. Applejack resisted licking her lips in anticipation with difficulty. It was too bad for Pinkie Pie and Rarity, but that monster was all hers until her taint was cured.

“I think you need a lesson in your proper place, slut,” Eprdus snarled. “You might be a unicorn but all that means is you’re a higher class of cock sleeve. Maybe I should give you to my forepony Big Mac for a few days. Sucking earth pony cock should quickly disabuse you of your false sense of entitlement.”

Rarity snorted and Applejack could see her thighs’ clench at the mention of Big Mac. The dainty unicorn had been lusting after Applejack’s brother ever since they’d done that little role play in the barn. It was too bad he was in the same situation as Dusk and had to reserve his ball juice for little Bother.

“I’d have to make sure to tell him to only make use of your mouth and ass, however. I wouldn’t want you throwing a mixed foal. But don’t worry. I’m sure one of these days I’ll come across a unicorn worthy of breeding you. I’m going to be around for a long time but you can’t start breeding up a proper stable of servants too soon. Maybe your great-great-granddaughter will be worthy of being called a true unicorn if I apply myself to breeding your descendants for the right qualities.”

As he talked, Eprdus reached out and idly toyed with Rarity’s exposed and vulnerable breasts. “These are adequate, barely,” he said in a bored tone, as he tweaked her nipples, drawing a muffled squeal from Rarity. “They are not of in the same class as the udders the dirt-bitch has hanging off her chest, but they should be enough to feed your foals. Not enough leftover for other uses, more’s the pity. But I’m sure I’ll be able to butter my toast and put cream in my tea with the extra from my earth-pony slut.”

He grew thoughtful as he continued to maul Rarity’s breasts. “Maybe I should rethink my objection to hybrids. Think of the potential if I could breed a new line of ponies with the high qualities of a unicorn, but with the mass production potential of an earth-pony. I’d be able to take a bath in unicorn milk. How about it, slut, do you want me to have my forepony put a foal in your belly? It could be the first in a brand-new breed of pony. No need to answer, I can find out your opinion without listening to your shrill voice.”

Releasing Rarity’s tits. he shoved a hand between her legs and cupped her dripping pussy. He drove a finger up into her sex and pulled it out coated in her juices. “I’ll take that as a yes.” he said disdainfully.

Wiping his hand clean on Rarity’s belly he gave a sigh and said “While this speculation is entertaining, it is not furthering my current research.” He turned his back to Rarity and walked over to his bench. Pulling a chair out, he spun it around and sat down. A moment later, his magic picked up Rarity and deposited her belly down across his lap, and then released his magic hold on her.

Rarity let out a gasp as the pressure on her muzzle eased and she was able to take a deep breath for the first time in several minutes. She could feel Lord Dusk Shine’s hard thighs under her belly, and feel his erect shaft pressing against her flesh. She didn’t fool herself into thinking he would bless her by making use of her body to slake his lust. That was reserved for the earth pony slut he had some sort of strange attraction to. To think that a high-born noble like her had been reduced to nothing but a common serving girl! It was humiliating and degrading. It was also a far cry from the life that had bored her to tears til her parents sent her to seduce Lord Dusk Shine. She had failed at that task. He had demonstrated that her body held no special sway with him. Without a thought, she’d been thrown to a brutish earth pony stallion who had used her as if she was some common farm slut. She had never known raw unsophisticated passion could be so pleasurable. Her body had been rocked with tremors of pleasure for hours afterwards and now nearly a month later, she still woke in the night drenched in sweat and with a pool of juices between her legs.

Rarity felt Lord Dusk Shine grasp the base of her tail and she gritted her teeth to keep from crying out as he wrenched it upward, lifting her middle up off his legs for a moment before he pulled the base of her tail down against her back.

“Reach back and hold this out of my way, slut,.” he ordered her. Rarity reached around behind her, which forced her to lift her upper torso, putting a strain on her soft stomach muscles. Her hands found her tail and she latched on.

“No good. I want you to grab the base. Reach further back,” the Prince snapped.

With a groan, Rarity flexed her straining stomach muscles and dragged herself up by walking her hands one over the other till she was holding firmly to the base of her tail and her upper body projected in a flat plane out from Lord Dusk Shine’s muscular thighs. Her breasts were a heavy weight swaying below her body as they tried to drag her back down. She gripped the root of her tail hard in an effort to reduce the strain on her stomach muscles.

“Hold that now. If you let go, I’ll stick a pole up your ass and tie your hands to that for the night.”

Rarity was already sweating like a field pony, but her lord’s dominant behaviour was turning her on so much that she barely cared. She knew her juices were flowing out of her and leaving a damp spot on his leg, revealing to him that she was just as much a slut as his lowly farm cunt. She felt his broad hand come to rest on her firm ass. It covered nearly the entire cheek with the tips of his fingers slipped deep into the split of her rear. Feeling those long digits just a few inches from her core sent a shiver of desire through Rarity’s body. It wasn’t right. She was a noble unicorn. She was not supposed to have such heated feelings. But she did. Oh how she did. How she longed for him to treat her like the slut she was under her pristine and perfect form.

Rarity moaned as she felt her lord’s hand lift from her bottom, and then let out a cry of surprised pain as it slammed down with a sharp crack on her posterior. The blow lit her flesh on fire and sent shockwaves vibrating into her core.

“Since you insist on being ruled by your body, I’ll punish you like a common slut,” the dark lord said in a calm voice as he slapped her other ass cheek just as hard as he had the first. Rarity gritted her teeth to keep in a whinny of distress. She would prove she deserved the title of noble unicorn. She’d prove she deserved to be the dark lord’s consort and was not just some common slut.

“A proper unicorn is always in control of themselves,” Eprdus lectured. “She is ruled by her mind and her will, not her body. Show me you rule your body like a true unicorn, or if it rules you like an earth slut. If you can prove to me that you’re a true unicorn, I will not debase you with the plug. But if you fail, be prepared, because it will only be the first of the indignities I will heap on you.”

Rarity was about to answer with a *yes, my lord* but remembered just in time that she’d been ordered to stay silent. Something that proved difficult as the cruel Prince began to spank her tender posterior in earnest. The original fiery feeling soon became a burning inferno as he managed to give every square inch of her ass equal treatment. She knew that he’d been practising on his earth pony slut and it showed. The heat flowed between her legs and even though his hand never came near it, her delicate folds were soon in full-flower and she could feel cool air brushing against her inner flesh. She blushed in shame, knowing that her arousal was as obvious as a stallion’s erection, and that the farm slut in the corner would have a clear view of her shame.

*Well, let her look*, Rarity thought. *I’ll show the cow how a real mare deals with such treatment. With stoic dignity* Her determination was shaken when her lord landed a blow that drove his fingers deep into her cleft. She felt the tips brush against her heated flesh and her pelvis contracted before she could stop herself. It wasn’t an orgasm, but it was close.

Applejack watched Dusk spank Rarity, and envied her easy assumption of the role of spoiled unicorn princess. She’d laughed at Dusk’s stumbling efforts to assume the role of an evil Alicorn prince, but she was even worse than he was at this, let’s pretend stuff. She always felt so self-conscious about what was basically lying. On the other hand, honesty compelled her to admit that when she did go along it ended up being a lot of fun. She had a short childhood and very few memories of simply playing for the sake of playing. Her playtime with her future spouses was building a large bank of pleasant memories she was sure she’d treasure when she was as old as Granny Smith.

Applejack closed her mind and tried to call up the character sheets Pinkie Pie had helped her create. She was the owner of Sweet Apple Acres, and the evil prince had corrupted her brother and stolen her farm from her. Using an obscure law, he had then bought her from her brother and turned her into his personal cock sleeve. She endured his disdain and sexual abuse, living for the day when she could turn the tables on him, regain her farm and restore her brother. The lady Rarity was an uppity unicorn slut who delighted in secretly abusing Applejack when out of sight of her lord and master. She was petty and vindictive and only too ready to apply the lash to vulnerable pony backsides.

So how would her character react to seeing her tormentor treated like a common earth pony slut? Applejack’s muzzle twitched with the shadow of a grin. She’d love the hell out of it. Trying her best, she focused back on the scene in front of her and tried to do what Pinkie said and become the pervert pony.

Applejack maintained a stoic expression but inside, she exulted at the degradation of her tormentor. Princess Rarity thought she was so much better than Applejack, but she wasn’t. Applejack was hot-blooded, true, but she never pretended otherwise. Rarity acted like her shit didn’t stink, but when a stallion got between her legs she revealed just how much of a slut she was. Applejack had witnessed the noble princess on all fours gobbling her corrupted brother’s huge cock as if she was starving and his spunk was the only food for miles. Seeing the haughty princess degrading herself in that manner was one of the brightest spots in Applejack’s recent memories.

Applejack’s satisfaction was tempered by the knowledge that once Eprdus finished showing Rarity her proper place in his life, he would turn his attention to her. For all his talk of unicorn superiority and male Alicorn destiny, he seemed addicted to her body and his need to turn her into one of his mindless sluts. She hated how her body responded to his when he made use of her, but that was part of being an earth pony. At its roots her magic flowed from growth and sex. She could no more not react to a strong powerful male between her legs than Rarity could. At least she had the excuse that it was fundamental to her basic nature. Rarity was just a tramp. Unlike the prissy princess, Applejack didn’t waste time denying she enjoyed a hard fuck. Or take out her wounded pride on those in her power.

Rather, Applejack embraced her nature. The more she surrendered to the sexual domination of the evil Prince, the stronger her magic grew and the less control he had over her. More important, by playing into his bigotry she made sure he underestimated her. Her brother had always taught her, before he was corrupted, that the way to deal with a unicorn was surprise, speed, and overwhelming force. Already Eprdus was letting his guard down around her. He barely made any effort to restrain her when he relieved himself in her body. There had already been several occasions when she could have ended him. But if she had done that, even if her attack succeeded, she would have lost. She would still have been his property, to be handed over to whoever replaced him.

She needed to find out where he was hiding the deed to her farm, and the counter cure for her brother’s corruption. Only then could she take advantage of his carelessness and end him in one quick violent buck. Until then, she had to endure the mind numbing pleasure he caused as he slipped his shaft into her body and manipulated her body like it was one of his scientific experiments.

Speaking of experiments, Applejack wondered if Rarity understood she was just another one to Eprdus. The stallion had so little respect for Applejack that he didn’t even bother hiding the fact that he was collecting information on the sexual weaknesses of the three types of ponies. The only ponies standing between him and the throne of Equestria were the two royal sisters. And as those were the only two ponies he was wary of, he had devised a cunning plan to overpower them and turn them into his submissive sluts. He would discover all of the sexual kinks that were unique to each of the pony races and combine that into one special sexual method aimed directly at turning an Alicorn mare into a mind-fucked slut with no thought but where her next orgasm was coming from.

Eprdus already had an earth pony and a unicorn, he just had to acquire a Pegasus and he’d have a complete set.

A shrill cry of over-the-top, mock despair broke Applejack out of her private exposition and she focussed on the scene in front of her again. Eprdus had stopped spanking Rarity and his hand was jammed up between her legs. Applejack had no doubt at all that he had several fingers deep inside the orgasming unicorn. In the throes of passion, Rarity’s hands slipped free of her tail and her torso slumped forward so she folded limply over his lap.

“Too bad, it seems you’re just a common slut after all,” the evil Alicorn said in a clinical tone as he pulled his hand out from between Rarity’s legs. Three of his fingers were pressed together and glistening with juice. Without looking, he reached up and snagged a jar of lubrication that was floating in the air beside him. Scooping out a large quantity of grease, he returned his hand between Rarity’s leg. She let out a pained gasp, but only twitched as he slid a thick finger covered in lubrication up her tailhole. Small gasps and moans emerged from Rarity as Eprdus loosened her tight rectum, taking his time and dragging out her humiliation. A good five minutes later, he floated over the butt plug Rarity had so objected to. To the tune of the helpless unicorn’s squeals of discomfort, he forced the thick-bodied plug into her body.

“Now that this little lesson is over, I can get back to my work.” Eprdus said as he slid Rarity off his lap. She landed on the floor in a heap and sobbed theatrically as he stood up and dusted off his lap. As if noticing it for the first time, he grimaced at his erection. “Such a pain,” he muttered. “One delay after another. Cow,” he said in a commanding voice, turning to look at Applejack.

Applejack’s ass clenched, and there was no denying it was in anticipation, as she rose to her hooves and obeying the unspoken order, trotted over the nearest lab bench and assumed the position she knew he expected. Hands on the top, body leaning forward, legs parted and tail arched upward to allow access to her cunt. Normally this would also expose her tailhole for use, but the large plug in her ass meant that for the moment that particular hole was out of service.

Eprdus let out a disgusted snort and nudged her hooves with his magic, causing her to spread her legs at least a foot and a half further apart than they had been. Applejack resisted smiling. He had only used a touch of magic instead of wrenching her legs apart, and holding them there. He was getting more careless every time he made use of her. His overconfidence had him standing behind her within bucking range. With her hands on the table top, she’d be able to use every bit of strength in her body to crush his balls in one quick kick. Then while he was writhing helplessly on the floor, she’d finish the bastard off. Or at least she would have done all that if she had managed to do everything else she needed to do already. But she hadn’t. So she was just going to have to endure another session of submissive sex and body wrenching orgasms.

“Hands back, spread those cheeks,” Eprdus ordered. He gave her ass an open-handed swat to hurry her along.

*Okay, not as stupid as she thought*, Applejack revised her earlier impression. Lowering herself she let her breasts press against the bench top. She grimaced slightly as her weight flattened her sizable teats. Then she reached around and took hold of her ass with her hands and spread her cheeks. She flushed in mingled arousal and embarrassment at how exposed she was.

Applejack barely prevented herself from jerking upright when she felt the plug in her ass shift and pull slightly backward before being pressed back in and moved from side to side. She’d become accustomed to its presence, but his manipulation of the device reminded her of just how big and heavy it was.

“How’s that? Any discomfort? Pain?” Dusk asked. And it was Dusk, not the evil prince speaking.

“No, master,” Applejack answered as she channelled Fluttershy in an effort to sound as submissive as possible.

“Ah, good. I mean, excellent. I wouldn’t want excessive stress to compromise these tests. That will come later,” Dusk said as he shifted from concerned friend and future stud back into Eprdus and finished with an implied threat. Applejack was impressed how a simple shift in tone could so alter the intent behind the words.

“Now let us test your responsiveness after several hours of anal stimulation.”

Applejack felt Eprdus move between her spread legs and it took all she had not to jerk her hips backwards at the vile evil Prince who most certainly was not one of her best friends in the world. She was not able to stifle a low moan as she felt the thick broad flange of his cock press against her spread folds.

“That’s it, moo for me, you cow,” the Prince taunted her as with one long slow push he hilted himself in her country pony twat. His hands slipped over her bottom, latching onto her wrists and using them as handholds as he began to move in and out of her body with long firm strokes.

Applejack closed her eyes in bliss and forgot all about her role. She simply enjoyed the feel of Dusk slipping deep into her body, filling her channel to just past the point of discomfort, thanks to the plug in her ass, and then pulling out slowly so she could feel every thick inch of him. She didn’t even try to focus on her natural magic, though she knew she was supposed to. It just felt too good to be distracted by anything else.

Soon Applejack was rocking back and forth on top of her flattened breasts as Dusk increased the frequency and force of his fucking. His big nut sack slapped up against the top of her cunt with each inward thrust and pounded her clit. She was already running so hot that it only took a short while before she had her first orgasm and clamped down on Dusk’s cock. He groaned and when he froze in place she knew he was trying to hold out, bless him. It took Dusk a little while to spool up a quantity of earth magic great enough to hold Applejack for a day or two. It was just lucky that having to detach his mind enough to do that was enough of a distraction that he could last longer than the few seconds he had been good for when they had first started fucking and sucking on a regular basis.

“You’re not worthy of my lord’s cock, you little slut,” Rarity whisper-hissed from the floor as she looked up at Applejack in jealous rage, then winked, and mouthed. “Just staying in character, dear heart.”

“Sorry,” Dusk muttered, and a second later the evil Prince delivered a stinging swat to Applejack’s ass. “I have no interest in a wooden puppet, slut. Move your ass,” he ordered. His fingers found the base of the butt plug and he twisted it as he increased the speed of his thrusts. The bench rocked back and forth as he took Applejack hard. The slow pace from before had been cozy and comforting, but this hit her sweet spot and Applejack clenched tight around her rapist’s cock as she came like a stampede.

Behind Applejack, Eprdus groaned and shouted out, “Yes, take my seed you unworthy cow. Make yourself useful and be a broodmare for my progeny!” With one last thrust he buried himself in Applejack’s cunt to the root and sprayed her womb with his seed.

A moment later, the Prince muttered, “Clockspace.”

Instantly Rarity rose from her huddled position on the floor and quickly came over and gave Dusk a hug, even as he eased his softening cock out of Applejack’s twitching pussy. The farm pony pushed off from the table and joined Rarity in hugging their stallion who was trembling slightly.

“Was it too much for you, sweetpea?” Applejack asked, feeling guilty over how she’d joined the other two mares in basically railroading poor Dusk Shine into the role they wanted him to play. But she’d really thought he’d been enjoying himself.

“No, no, it’s not that,” Dusk reassured her, giving her a soft kiss on the forehead. “It’s just, at the end there, for just a bit, I really was him, Eprdus.” There was a hint of amazement in his voice, but he hastily added. “I don’t mean evil or anything like that. I’m not turning into Nightmare Dusk Shine. But for just a little bit I really felt like I had total control over you and Rarity. That you were my slaves, and I could do anything to you.”

“And how did that make you feel, darling?” Rarity asked.

Dusk blushed and ducked his head. “I felt free,” he said softly.

“Free?” Applejack asked in a puzzled voice.

“Well of course you did,” Rarity told Dusk with assurance in her voice. “You always put yourself second, or third. Some other pony’s trouble always comes first with you. You just found out what it felt like too only think of yourself for a moment. There is nothing wrong with that, darling. Everypony needs some me time.”

“But Applejack’s books clearly said that the job of the dom is to consider the desires and feelings of his subs. It is his job to give them what they want,” Dusk protested.

“No, it’s his job to be in control of the scene,” Rarity said firmly “That is what a sub wants most from her dom. That he takes charge of all aspects of the scenario while it is playing out.”

“Who says they can’t be the same thing, sugarcube?” Applejack asked while ruffling his forelock with her hand. “When we’re playing this game, you’re suppose to be a selfish bastard who only thinks of his own pleasure and desires. You’re giving us just what we want when you do that. And who the hay said it was a rule that we’re the only important ones? You’re part of this as well. If you weren’t enjoying this, I’d be mighty peeved if you didn’t speak up and say so. And I’ll tell you this, as much as I wanna go back to Caridoon with you and show those racist ponies what for, I won’t not be going if you ain’t comfortable with your role.”

“The cow slut is right, darling. Hard as it is for me to admit.” Rarity said, giving Applejack a small smile. “What was the rule of that club Applejack’s ancestors belonged to?”

“Your safe word is the law?”

“I was thinking more along the lines of, ‘Consent is not optional.’ If you aren’t enjoying this, and are only doing this to make us happy, then we are emotionally coercing you to do something you don’t enjoy by insisting you play this role. It would be no different than if you were to enslave Applejack and me in reality, and against our wills. In both cases consent is being removed. That is never a good thing. So when you say you enjoyed your role to the point where it seemed real to you I’m happy. Because knowing you enjoy yourself makes me happy. And I’m sure Applejack feels the same way.”

“Sure as shooting. It would plum take all the fun out of our little game if I thought you was hating each and every minute of it.”

“But doesn’t it scare you? That I got lost in the character?”

Rarity gave a ladylike chuckle and looked at Dusk with the same fondness she would have given a foal who had asked a particularly foolish question, but had been adorable while doing it. “Darling, don’t you understand? Weren’t you listening to Pinkie Pie when she said scary is sexy? Part of the fun in playing my character is how terrified I am that you might hand me over to some rough brutal farm pony to have his way with me and soil my purity. It makes me wet just thinking about it.”

“I hate to agree with the unicorn with a stick up her ass, but she’s got a point, sugarcube. I’d be the first to admit I ain’t any too good at this lying to myself stuff, but when I pull it off I get right horny thinking about how you could do anything you want to me, and there ain’t a blessed thing I’d be able to do about it.”

“Except ring our bells or use our safe words,” Rarity chimed in. “That is what they are for after all, Dusk dear. The bells and the words mean you don’t have to worry about us and can fully immerse yourself in your role and character. It’s all about trust. You have to trust us to let you know if it’s too much. And we have to trust you to listen if we do.”

“There ain’t a pony in Equestria I trust more than you, Dusk. Didn’t I agree to marry you along with Rarity and Pinkie Pie? I trust you with my heart, and that thing is sure as shooting a whole lot more delicate than this here body of mine.”

“Here now,” Rarity chided Dusk. “Evil Prince Dusk Shine does not cry.” She reached up and wiped a tear from his cheek.

“I’m not crying. I’m just sweating. From my eyes,” Dusk said as he gave a loud sniff and drew both mares into a tight hug. “Who’d have thought stallions could be so emotional?” he asked with a snuffly chuckle.

The sound of paper being ripped jolted Applejack out of her remembrance. She looked over to where Rarity was extracting a magazine from the plain brown envelope it had been mailed in.

“Oh my. Pet lovers indeed.” Rarity exclaimed in surprise. Applejack could see the unicorn’s nipples stiffen from all the way across the room.

Curiosity aroused, Applejack trotted across the room and leaned into Dusk’s back as the stallion looked at the magazine in Rarity’s hands. Her eyes widened as she saw a naked mare kneeling on a cushion, her front limbs held up like a puppy begging. Her eyes were wide and shining and a collar with a dog-tag dangling from it circled her neck. Her nipples had small rings inserted through them and her mane and coat looked like they had both been brushed till they gleamed. The caption along the top of the page was, *Ten Tricks You Can Teach Your Pet That Will Have Her Rolling Over and Begging for More.*

“Well that explains why she hadn’t opened it,” Dusk said, after swallowing a sudden lump in his throat. “Someone must have signed her up for a subscription as a gag. Fluttershy must have been mortified when she opened the first one.”

“Mortified? Not the word I would have used, Dusk darling,” Rarity said as she leafed through the magazine, pausing every now and then at a particularly interesting bit.

“Ooh, whatchu got there,” Pinkie Pie asked as she popped in from outside. She stuck her head under Rarity’s arm and looked at the article Rarity was reading. “Eight effective disciplines for when your pet is naughty,” she read.

“Ooh, can we try that one tonight?” she asked Rarity eagerly as she pointed at number four. She dropped to her knees and adopted a begging pose very much like the one on the magazine cover. She looked up at Rarity with puppy dog eyes.

“But, Pinkie, that’s for pets who are naughty,” Rarity said.

“Oh, I can be naughty. Want me to chew up your new shoes?”

Rarity’s eyes narrowed and she scowled at the begging pony, “If you dare...”

Rarity stopped talking with a look of horror in her eyes as Pinkie Pie’s eyes gleamed in excitement. “Oooh, so scary,” the pink pony almost crooned.

“Dusk!” Rarity cried out in desperation.

“Focus, Rarity,” Dusk called out as he peered into Fluttershy’s pantry. “You know Pinkie would never do anything that would break your heart, like chew up a pair of your shoes. Remember why we are here. We haven’t seen Fluttershy in a month and I’m worried.” There was a snap of command in Dusk’s tone that would not have been there a month ago. He was becoming more and more comfortable taking the dominant role in their relationships. It was only natural considering all the lessons Rarity had been giving him and all the ‘practice’ he and Applejack had been doing. But, he wouldn’t have gotten so good at it so quickly if he didn’t have a natural inclination and talent in that direction. Dusk was shaping up nicely, Applejack thought with pride. He might have doubts about his ability to blend into Caridoon culture, but Applejack didn’t share them. But, right now he was right, they need to focus on Fluttershy. But that didn’t mean she was going to let him beat himself up over not noticing their friend had not been around.

“We have been a mite busy, Dusk,” Applejack told him. Despite her determination not to let Dusk wallow in guilt, there was more than a touch of it in her tone. She had been monopolizing Dusk’s time. The only reason Rarity and Pinkie Pie were part of this situation was because they had inserted themselves into it. It wasn’t because Dusk or Applejack had invited them. Neither Rainbow nor Fluttershy had been around for a month and it had only been in the last couple of days that they had even thought about the two. Rainbow Dash should have been back from her visit to Gilda by now. That she hadn’t stopped by to visit was worrying.

Fluttershy was a bit different. She tended to stay at home unless one of them dragged her out of her cottage to go to the spa, or on an adventure. True, she did have Discord, but he was not exactly a homebody. Applejack tried to tell herself that Fluttershy was happy simply caring for her critters and was not the most social pony in the world, but it didn’t keep her from feeling guilt at not even thinking about her friend for so long. She knew Dusk felt the same way from the worried frown on his face as he investigated Fluttershy’s cottage for some clue as to the last time their friend had been here.

“How about this one, Pinkie Pie?” Rarity asked, showing the party pony a different page in the magazine she was still leafing through. “That collar would look simply divine on me don’t you think? And they say they can do custom name tags, tres chic.”

“You’d be a very poor pet, Rarity,” Dusk said in a distracted tone as he took inventory of Fluttershy’s pantry.

“I suppose you’re right, but Fluttershy on the other hand would make a wonderful one.”
Dusk actually seemed to give Rarity’s comment serious thought. “I think you’re correct. We have heard her say at times she’d like to be a pet. But I don’t think she was talking about the type of pets in that magazine,” he finished with a rueful chuckle.

“Maybe she should get a visit from Evil Prince Dusk Shine. I’m sure you could convince her to be your sweet little sex pet,” Pinkie Pie suggested with a broad smile.

A sudden shocked gasp put an end to the joking as everypony in the room turned to face the sound.
Only the fact that they’d seen Fluttershy in full vampony mode before allowed them to identify the creature in the doorway as their friend. But she hadn’t been nearly as adorable the last time she’d been one. Then, she’d been wild and feral with gleaming red eyes and razor sharp fangs. This time she was covered in soft fluffy fur that was a bit shaggy around her chest. Her ears were long and pointed with tufts on the end, and even her very non-pony fangs were cute. Besides being so cute that Applejack had to fight down the urge to pull her into a full body hug, the most telling difference, however, was in the eyes. The vampony in the doorway had a gleam of intelligence that had not been present the last time Fluttershy had gone bat. She was also turning an interesting shade of red as she stood in the doorway. She clenched her fists in front of her chest and her wide bat wings furled around her body like a protective shroud.

“Fluttershy, darling. We were so worried about you,” Rarity gushed while hiding the pet lover’s magazine behind her back. “You look adorable. Is Discord responsible?”

Fluttershy didn’t answer. Indeed, she gave no sign at all that she’d heard Rarity. Applejack realized that it wasn’t her friends Fluttershy had been staring at as she turned red, it was Dusk Shine that held her total focus. Applejack and her future co-wives had gotten so used to Twilight Sparkle’s transformation that they didn’t even remark on it anymore, but this was the first time Fluttershy had ever seen him.

“Hey, what’s the matter, Fluttershy?” a very familiar voice said. A moment later Rainbow Dash floated into place, hovering just over Fluttershy in the doorway.

“Now what?” Another voice asked with a growl in her tone. Gilda joined Rainbow Dash in the air behind the now nearly fully shrouded Fluttershy.

Applejack felt her blood go cold as her eyes took in a pair of familiar black collars circling Rainbow and Gilda’s necks.

“Hey, Rarity, Pinkie Pie, Applejack, and,” Rainbow Dash paused, her eyes taking in Dusk Shine’s tall form. “Don’t tell me Twilight had another brother she never told us about. Just how many does she have? You’re pretty hot, fella. How about it? Want to date the fastest flyer in all of Equestria?”

Author's Notes:

Sorry for the long delay. I had this written long ago, but I had hoped to have the next chapter roughed out before I posted this. But the real world threw some body checks my way.