Blind Challenge 8

Big Mac has a bondage kink, and Fleur has been "Quenching" it of late, which draws suspicion from his family

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Applejack wiped her brow free of the most recent layer of sweat before it managed to trickle down into her eye. "Whew." She said with a soft breath. "That takes care o' that!" Looking up at the bare branches of the last apple tree, she smiled at her handiwork. "All set fer the season." It was late fall, and winter was due to start in just a few short days. She and the family had been working all-out to prepare the orchard for the next season's haul. To Applejack, she was ready to hunker down for a long winter with warm cider, good company, and plenty of relaxing.

"Hhmph." She could certainly use some relaxing. The past four weeks, she had been working day in and day out without much rest. All on account of one stubborn mule she called her older brother. "Stupid Big Macintosh... Leavin' me an' my sis to take care of an entire orchard ourselves. No-good, low-down-"

"Heya Applejack." Her head snapped up at the familiar drawl. She watched with wide eyes as Big Macintosh himself pranced down the country lane with a big, stupid grin on his face. Her blood boiled at the sight of him, just grinning and strutting about like some damned fool.

"Well?!" She spat at him, already fuming. "What took ya so long?! Enjoy yer little vacation?!"

"Now AJ, calm down..." Big Mac was unfazed by her attitude. "Ah know yer angry with me. An' gol' durnit, ya got every right ta be. But hear me out." Despite his giddy attitude, he appeared sincere. Applejack took the edge off of her anger, but kept it at the ready. She had pictured his big, stupid face on the sides of many of the trees she had bucked over the past month.

"Alright, Big Mac... Yeh got sixty seconds to improve my mood."

"What ah got is gon' take more than sixty seconds." Big Mac frowned a little, glancing back the way he had came. "An' we're gon' have to take a bit of a train ride."

"... Ah'm interested." Applejack said quietly. Whatever it was that had kept the hard-working Big Macintosh from his beloved orchard, it had to be good. Applejack wanted to get to the bottom of whatever it was that had kept her brother from his labor of love. "How long?"

"Not long." Big Mac shook his head. "It'll take a day. No more n' that. Ah promise."

"Pinkie Pie promise?" Applejack countered. Big Mac's expression darkened.

"You know I don' do that no more."

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The train ride to Canterlot had been rather surprising. Applejack hadn't expected Big Mac to take a sudden vacation to the big city. He didn't strike her as the type to even remotely enjoy that sort of thing. She walked off of the train and onto the platform with a fair bit of doubt in her heart and mind. Yet, despite the bustling high-brow ponies milling all about them, Big Mac seemed unfazed. In fact, he almost seemed to fit in with them. He maneuvered his big frame through the crowd with ease, slipping past the preoccupied unicorns without so much as a second glance. Applejack had a time moving through the crowd, but once they were off of the main thoroughfare and into the back streets, she caught up easily.

"Hey, Big Macintosh, you didn't say anythin' durin' the train ride... Where are we goin', anywho?"

"You'll see." Big Mac shot her a quick grin over his shoulder. Applejack just frowned and picked up her pace.

"Hey." She laid a hoof on his broad shoulder, spinning him around to face her. "You ain't smiled once since ma and pa... What has gotten into you? Where could you have possibly gone to be this damned happy?" She had never seen her bigger brother act like this in all his life. Seeing him act so happy and giddy was nothing short of incredible. Not to mention unsettling.

"Ah toldya, AJ. You'll see. In fact, we're here." He gestured to the side. Applejack glanced at the estate, frowning a little. It was a home. A decently-sized one for Canterlot. Nestled inbetween two similar homes, the grounds were somewhat expansive, with a few gardens and bubbling fountains interspersed. Applejack's frown only intensified.

"Yeh got a second home or somethin'?"

"Oh, come on." Big Mac rolled his eyes and pushed past the front gate. Applejack didn't let her frown fade as she fell into step behind him. Mac just walked up the main driveway as if he owned the place. When he mounted the front steps, Applejack told herself she had to keep and open mind. Whatever it was that had drawn Mac away from the farm and all the way out here to Canterlot had been good. She had to see what it was. Slowly, the front door opened.

"Maccy!" A white unicorn positively flew out of the front door, launching herself at Big Macintosh. Applejack watched with an open mouth as whoever this hussy was planted a firm, sloppy kiss right on Macintosh's lips.

"OH WHAT THE HAY?!" Applejack roared, roughly shouldering her way between the two of them. "Who the heck are you to be doin' this to mah brother?!" She glared at the shocked unicorn, her head lowered and ready to pounce on this bitch, to show her some proper manners.

"Now AJ." Macintosh laid his hoof on Applejack's shoulder, stopping her. "This is Fleur. Fleur de Lis. My marefriend."

"... M... Marefriend?" Applejack was caught almost completely off guard. Big Macintosh with a marefriend?

"Eeyup. Ah've been comin' to see Fleur for a little while now. Well... Ever since her husband left her."

"That's right, you must be Applejack." Fleur smiled at her. A beguiling, evil sort of smile. Applejack's defenses rose once more. "Macintosh talks about you quite a bit. He's rather smitten with you."

"S-smitten?!" Applejack spat, glaring back at him. "Whuddya mean smitten?!"

"AJ, calm down." Big Mac grumbled. Applejack just shot him another withering glare.

"I mean he talks about you frequently. Forgive me, I guess I used the wrong word... I never really had much family to call my own." Fleur's sad smile wilted Applejack just a little. Only a little. "And once Fancy left, I just... Well, I didn't have anypony. Big Macintosh here filled the gap left behind."

"In more ways n' one." Mac grumbled.

"Shush you. Not in front of your sister!" Fleur cooed, smiling at Big Mac over Applejack's shoulder. That smile, if any other, was genuine. Applejack relaxed. Nopony would smile at her brother like that if they didn't feel some sort of powerful about him.

"Alright." Applejack nodded. "Ah'm interested. You gonna tell me what it is you two have been up to?"

"Oh! Where are my manners? Come in, both of you!" Fleur swept aside, offering the open door to Applejack. The humble farmpony crossed the threshold of the well-appointed Canterlot home. She sighed as the cool interior air washed over her flanks. The home was warmly furnished with plenty of dark wood and red drapes. Applejack had to admit, while it was a far cry from her simple home tastes, this house was rather nice. Fleur seemed rather relaxed as she passed Applejack, with Big Mac in tow. "Would you care for something to drink?"

"Ah'm fine." Applejack smiled at Fleur. Why did she smile? Odd... It seemed rather easy.

"Ah'll have some tea, iffen that's okay with you darlin'."

"Of course. Why don't you two go have a seat in the den? I'll be right out." Fleur smiled and slipped into what Applejack would guess was the kitchen, while Big Mac continued down the hall. He certainly seemed to know his way around this house. He maneuvered past tables and vanities in the hallway with ease, where he normally would have bumped into them and knocked priceless picture frames and vases to the floor. He ducked into a warmly-lit den, flopping comfortably into a nearby armchair. Applejack settled for sitting awkwardly on the edge of the couch.

"She seems nice." Applejack offered after a short silence.

"She ain't all about posturin' and airs and whatnot." Big Mac waved a hoof. "Ah've been meanin' to bring you out here, just ta meet her... She's a nice pony, AJ. Give her a chance."

"Ah'll admit, I was a touch shocked... The way she kissed you..." Applejack blanched visibly.

"Just you wait, AJ." Mac mumbled, shaking his head with a soft smile. "You'll see..."

"Here you go." Fleur swept into the den with a tall glass of tea. "Plenty of sugar for you... Sugar." She giggled heartily at her joke, and Applejack had to admit it was a rather nice sentiment. How long had it been since she had somepony to call her sugar? Too long...

"So..." Applejack muttered awkwardly. "You two..."

"For about six months now." Fleur bubbled, smiling at Big Mac as he took the tea. "Believe it or not, our meeting wasn't the most traditional."

"You don't say."

"Go on, sugar." Mac grumbled, sipping at his tea. "You can tell her."

"Oh... Really?" Fleur looked shocked. Applejack's defenses rose once again.

"Tell me what?"

"It's either that, or we cin show her." Mac returned. His smile turned from genuine to a devious sort of playful in a moment. Applejack was acutely aware that Fleur was now blushing. Her white cheeks were almost completely red.

"I'll be right back, then." Fleur whispered.

"Wait, what... Big Mac, where's she goin'?" Applejack rose to her hooves, watching Fleur leave the room.

"Y'all just sit back down." Mac grumbled, gesturing to the couch. "Yer about to get a treat."

"Treat? What the hay, Mac just talk to me!" Applejack glared at him. "What the hay is going on here?!"

"Ah said. Sit. Down." Mac's firm tone was enough to make Applejack shut her mouth and sit back on the couch. Only a few things could make Big Macintosh take that tone with her. She gulped and sat back. Whatever it was, her questions were about to be answered. Thankfully, she didn't have to wait long.

"I've brought you the supplies... Master."

"What in the name of all things under the moon..." Applejack's eyes went wide at the site of Fleur. She was wearing what appeared to be a black dog collar with a large iron ring set just at the hollow of her neck. Her long, graceful hooves were clad in tight, shiny black latex. Around the base of her horn was a small black ring that appeared to be glowing faintly. She looked like something out of a trashy pornography. "What's goin' on here..." Applejack began to get up cautiously, but one look from Big Mac sat her back down. Fleur pushed a bag across the floor, which Mac got up to open. Applejack watched with wide eyes as he pulled the zipper back to reveal the contents.

"Oh what the FUCK?!" Applejack gasped. Inside the bag were all sorts of devices and ropes and chains. Applejack watched as Big Mac began pulling them all out and laying them side-by-side on the floor. Fleur stood by with a smile on her lips, and appeared to be rather excited. Applejack was ready to vomit.

"This is what ah've been up to, AJ." Macintosh said to her after all the contents had been laid out. "All the time Ah've been away, this is where I come, and this is what I do." Applejack watched with wide eyes as Macintosh picked up a coiled length of rope, hefting it with a teasing smile on his face.

"You and Fleur have been... F... Fuckin' eachother while ah'm sweatin' on the farm?!" Applejack felt her anger rising. Macintosh just frowned at her.

"Ah thought I told you to sit down." There was that tone again. Applejack swallowed hard and sat back on the couch. Fleur was shivering. "Jes sit there an' watch, AJ."

"I... I don'-"

"You don't hafta do anythin'." Mac growled, slowly walking behind Fleur. "Yeh just have to sit there. And watch."

"Aah!" Fleur gasped as Macintosh made a movement behind her. She heard the sound of rope tightening, and an unmistakable utterance of 'calm down.' She couldn't quite see what was happening, but Macintosh was certainly doing something behind Fleur. Something with her tail.

"There we go." Macintosh muttered after a few moments. "Ready to go up?"

"Y-yes, master." Fleur panted. She was flushed, and smiling... Whatever Big Mac was doing, she was enjoying it. Mac tossed one end of the rope up over the rafter overhead, catching the stray end expertly. As he pulled on it, Applejack could see the base of Fleur's tail tighten. In a flash, she realized... Mac pulled harder, and Fleur's hooves left the floor. She dangled a few inches off of the ground, supported by nothing but a rope tied around the base of her tail, and another loop under her chest. Her mouth opened, and she began panting visibly.

"An' now, AJ." Big Mac laid a hoof on Fleur's flank, smiling at her. "The real show begins." He spun her around. The rope creaked audibly as Fleur was spun with her haunches facing Applejack. She could see everything. Fleur was completely exposed. She could see the pink, flushed lips of her marehood. She was glistening with wetness. Her stomach was twitching. Did she enjoy this? Wearing that collar, all that tight latex, being tied up and shown off to what was effectively a stranger?

"M-master..." Fleur muttered.

"Yes, slave?"

"SLAVE?!" Applejack spat. "Didja just call her a slave?!"

"She is my slave." Macintosh teased, rubbing his hoof over Fleur's stomach. He inched lower and lower as Applejack watched. "My dirty, filthy, slutty, sex slave..."

"Okay..." Applejack rolled her eyes, her stomach turning. "Ah've seen everythin' now."

"You jes stay sittin' there, AJ. Ah've barely even begun..." Applejack glanced at her bigger brother, and noticed something amiss about him. Between his hind legs dangled something big, and something throbbing. Even Mac was enjoying this! Was he seriously getting off on letting his sister watch him?! With wide eyes, Applejack watched as Macintosh's hoof finally met Fleur's flared marehood, grinding against her delicate, wet, pink lips roughly. She cried out loud, almost screaming.

"Gosh darnit, she's gonna scare somepony!" Applejack couldn't believe nopony on the street didn't hear this.

"Relax. All the walls are soundproof." Macintosh mused, not looking away from Fleur as he continued rubbing her off. "Won' do ta have any old pony pokin' their head in here. Would it, slave?"

"N-no master! I am yours and yours alone!" Fleur panted. She was dripping arousal now. Despite the strangeness, Applejack felt her own marehood flush with excitement. She wasn't into the rope, or the latex, but the way Macintosh was rubbing her... He was obviously a pro. Who would have thought? Big, dumb, neigh-muted Macintosh... Had a flair for bondage. Applejack's jaw dropped as Macintosh spun her around again. This time, he dove in with his mouth. The wet, lapping sounds of his tongue roughly slurping at Fleur's marehood were unmistakable. She screamed and cried out loud, writhing in her bonds. The latex on her hooves caught the dull light and threw it back at Applejack, who was watching her brother eat out some poor unicorn mare.

"Hmm. D'lecious." Macintosh licked his glistening lips as he pulled away from Fleur. Strings of her arousal stretched between his mouth and her crotch, dangling lewdly in the air. As she watched, they broke off, swinging around to land somewhere on her stomach or the floor. Fleur groaned and sagged into the rope, quivering with pent-up desire. "D'you wanna see me make her cum, AJ?"

"I..."

"Hmm? Ah cain't hear yeh..."

"Yeh... Make her cum." Applejack muttered, eyes still wide with shock. Wait, was she encouraging him? Fuck it. She didn't care anymore. The entire month had been strange. She didn't mind it getting a little more strange. As she watched Macintosh retrieve a large, shiny dildo, she thought to herself...

A lot more strange.

"Here we go."

"Y-yes Master... Your slave will cum for you..." Fleur panted. Applejack watched as Macintosh maneuvered the large dildo between Fleur's thighs, rubbing it up and down her flushed lips. Her jaw dropped open as he pushed it into her. Fleur's back arched in her bonds, and she opened her mouth in a soundless scream. Soon enough, though, the scream was given body. It echoed off of the walls, almost painful to listen to. Big Mac didn't care. He didn't even seem to notice. He gripped the base of the dildo in both hooves and began roughly driving it into Fleur's open hole.

"AHN! AHN! HARDER! MORE!" Fleur began chanting in time with the thrusts, panting and drooling all over. Macintosh was so rough, she was swinging back and forth in the makeshift swing. It had to have been painful, with the way the rope was tied around her tail, but she didn't seem to care. In fact, she loved it. "MASTER!" Fleur cried out, drooling helplessly all over the floor. "MASTER I'M GONNA CUM!"

"You have my permission, slave."

"GUH!"

"Oh shit." Applejack watched as Macintosh pulled the dildo out of her, letting it fall to the floor with a painfully audible thud. He wound his foreleg around her stomach, grinding his hoof against her clitoris rapidly. Fleur's mouth opened in another soundless scream. From her dripping pussy, she began to emit a long, thin stream of clear fluid.

"Fuckin' a! Did she just piss herself?!" Applejack scooted away from the growing dark stain on the carpet. Fleur was dribbling and dripping fluid everywhere.

"'Course not." Mac scoffed. "'S called squirting. Stuff's harmless. And no, it ain't piss. See." Mac grinned at Applejack as he licked his hoof clean of the fluid, whatever it was. "Hmm... Delicious." Mac groaned. He spun Fleur around once more, hiding her pulsing marehood from Applejack. Her face was relaxed with the aftermath of the intense orgasm, her mouth hanging open as she panted to catch her breath. "Here you go, slave. Taste yourself."

"Eeh... Y-yes, master..." Fleur smacked her lips a few times before snaking her tongue out, dragging it over Big Mac's hoof slowly. Applejack watched as Fleur licked her own emission off of Mac's hoof, dribbling and drooling all over the floor. Her spit joined the puddle of release, adding to the surprisingly erotic scene.

"You seem ta be enjoyin' yerself, AJ..." Macintosh's teasing tone surprised her. What's more surprising was her own hoof. It had been sliding lower and lower on her stomach, destined for her own aching marehood. She stopped herself, eyes wide with shock. Was she really getting off on this? Did she enjoy watching this poor unicorn get used by her brother? She looked between Big Mac and Fleur, her hoof poised just above her flushed, dripping lips.

"Sh... Shut up. Both of yeh."

"Hehe. Come on, AJ. Yeh can be honest here." Mac spun Fleur around once again, exposing her hindquarters to the poor earth pony. "Yer enjoyin' this."

"Sh... Shut up." Applejack panted. Her hoof touched the very edge of her own marehood.

"Don' lie to me, sis."

"Ah said shut up..."

"You want me to make her cum again?"

"... Yeah."