The Heart of Pleasure
By Haunter Rayne
Ch 100 - Bittersweet

-Two Weeks Earlier-

A loud huffing filled the room as the stallion made furious love to the mare in his arms. Rayne growled and grunted as he slammed his hips forward until her body shook. The smell of their lust filled the room and the sounds of their joining were wet and sloppy from their antics having lasted all throughout the morning.

"Rayh-... RaAyha-... Aauungh!" The pegasus cried as he tugged on her mane. Her pink hair was spread out messily across the bed and Rayne groaned in satisfaction as he arched his hips with her yellow hooves kicking beneath him. "Aah Rayne! I can't! Pleeease, it's going so deep in my pussy! I can't take it!" Fluttershy whined.

Rayne lowered his face beside hers with a glare of dominating lust. "You will take it! You will take it because you love it! And you'll take it hard too!" He declared, bucking his hips until her head bobbled like a ragdoll causing her to scream.

"Pleeease! Don't make me cum again! I've already cum so many times!" Fluttershy whimpered feeling the stallion stretching her frothing cum coated vagina. But when he decided to tease her by stopping his thrusting for only a moment she quickly grasped onto his hips and pleaded with him profusely. "No, don't stop! You're right! I love it! I want it!" She whimpered again and began kissing him frantically. "I'm all yours, so please don't stop fucking me! My pussy belongs to you Rayne!" She groaned to him as his hips continued again.

"Rruuh… aauh...and… you want this?" Rayne sneered, enjoying how her mouth snapped open as he thrust into her harder.

"Yesss!" Fluttershy screamed as sweat dripped down her flushed red face. "It feels like you're breaking me!"

"And you like that?" Rayne grinned, not being shy at all about how his hips were pushing her pelvis down into the bed.

"YES! I LOVE IT!" Her desperate voice cried out. "Feeling you taking charge of me while pressing me face down into the bed... Knowing that you love my big wide hips as you shove yourself into me! Aahhhh! I'm cumming again!" She shrieked. Fluttershy's wings spasmed wildly and Rayne had to hold her down as his balls clenched before releasing a torrent of fluid inside her. With several kicks to the sheets she gave a silent scream, spasming in orgasmic bliss for the third hour in a row.

Unfortunately, no sooner had they caught their breath than did they hear the frightening sound of the front door to swinging open at Fluttershy's cottage. "CRAP!" Rayne cried out as he and a changeling with a bright red body both fumbled about clumsily to get out of Fluttershy's bed.

Downstairs a panicked pegasus hurried in through the door of her cottage. "Oh dear! Oh dear! Where is it?! I know I left my lesson plan for after lunch around here somewhere?"

Upstairs in her bedroom two frantic trespassers were scrambling to clean up in case the real Fluttershy came upstairs. But just as Rayne was rearranging everything how it had been, his eyes spread open wide as he heard a loud hard thud against the floor behind him. "Anansi! What… are… you… doing?!" Rayne hissed out as there would be no doubt that the real Fluttershy would have heard that.

Laying half face down on the floor a very perplexed looking changeling stared up at him and whispered back, "I don't know! My legs won't work! You… you paralyzed me from the waist down you idiot!" She retorted, only being able to flitter her wings uncomfortably in the small bedroom space.

Meanwhile, Fluttershy had just found her lesson plan and was heading out the door before she heard a bang from her bedroom. "Wait, what was that? My animals know better than to go into my private bedroom uninvited." She said to herself before instantly marching her way upstairs.

Without a moment's hesitation she threw open her door and peered inside. The space was small, leaving room only for a small dresser and her mattress. It was messy with a few collectables scattered about and some outfits given to her by Rarity that were shoved into the saddest closet in Ponyville. But other than that nothing seemed out of place.

Fluttershy stopped and sniffed the room. After another intake of air or two her nose brought her face down to her bedsheets. -sniff- "Oh, pew! After class I REALLY need to change my bedsheets. Well, I suppose it has been a hot summer." She grimaced sourly, smelling sweat and mustiness from the sheets. After that she grabbed her papers and rushed back out the door.

Outside and scrunched down below her bedroom window Rayne and Anansi let out a sigh of relief once they heard Fluttershy close her door to rush off back to the School of Friendship. "Phew, what a relief." Anansi called out while beginning to chuckle.

"Heh, yeah. That was way too close." Rayne agreed before giving her a playful nudge. "And wait, did you call me an idiot?" He teased her.

Instantly her fiery temperament snapped back as she yelled, "Well you are an idiot! You always fuck me way too hard whenever I disguise myself as Fluttershy!"

"Yeah, well… you don't make it any easier on me with your dirty mouth!" Rayne frowned, feeling like he was more admitting a weakness in his part than chastising her for her action.

Anansi smiled as she teased him with a sassy tone. "Yeah but you love when I have a dirty mouth."

"Heh heh, yeah I really do." He said before leaning forward to plant a kiss on her cheek. The two nuzzled for a moment before getting up and making their way out of town before somepony came along to see them.

- Same Day, Near the Everfree Forest -

"Alright, that's enough fun for now. It's time to return to your training." The vibrant red changeling said to him.

With a nod Rayne looked around to make sure they were alone. On one side of them was an open field while on the other were the thick branches of the forest. Rayne tapped his hoof on the ground four times and a small group of Obsidianwolves spread out around him. The canines gave a silent howl before masking into shadow, standing guard at distance to make sure Rayne and Anansi were not disturbed.

"Whenever you are ready." Rayne said as he waited somewhat impatiently. This part always made Rayne's heart flutter. Anansi raised her head as she grew tall and thin. Her red body changed to black and a long mane of greenish blue sprouted from her head.

However, almost instantly the copy of Chrysalis had to chastise the stallion as she glared at him. "No, no! Calm down! Every single time with you!" She sighed exasperatedly. "Remember, changelings can feel the love that other creatures give off! If you constantly have a high amount radiating from you then that would definitely help attract her to you. But if your love energy suddenly explodes like this when you see her then you're going to scare her off again!"

Rayne took a moment to breathe and try to relax his heart rate. "Yeah, I know. Don't worry, I'll get this." He said as he lowered himself down into a kneeling position below the imitation queen.

Anansi reached down to lift up his head. "Rayne, you are a natural dominant. You are a pony of action. If you can get through that hard shell of my mother's then I think that you would be great for her. But in order to do this you're going to have to learn to play by her rules." The stallion nodded glumbly. "Don't worry. That's what you have me for. And I'm not going to quit on you yet. Okay so let's begin…" The changeling began as she repeated her crash course on changeling servitude with him.

- One Day Ago -

"Oh no, please Hard Hat. The pleasure is mine." Rayne said with a distinguished tone. "I am quite pleased with the progress of the construction so far. I am more than happy to deliver this month's payment in person."

"Yeah, and every month so far." Hard Hat mumbled as his workers rolled two unmarked barrels into his office.

Ignoring that comment Rayne continued on saying, "It obviously won't be fully constructed by then but if progress keeps up then I was thinking this could be an excellent site for an outdoor event for Nightmare Night. I've been preparing some stuff with the owner of the costume shop and all we would need from you is-"

However Rayne was cut off mid sentence when someone cleared their throat and spoke up from behind him. "Excuse me, Rayne? Could I speak to you for a moment?" A gruff voice called out.

The stallion was surprised as he looked back over his shoulder to see Cranky Doodle standing lumber shop behind him. "Oh, hello there Cranky. Did you need something? I'll be finished with my business here in a moment if you could just-"

However the expression on the donkey's face was as far from his normal scowl as could be. "Rayne… we found her." Cranky said rather bluntly.

Immediately Rayne seemed to drop what he was doing and stare at the donkey closely. After noticing a faint green shine to the donkey's eyes Rayne nodded and turned back to Hard Hat. "Please forgive me but something rather important has come up. I'll be back again next month with September's payment and we can talk more then."

Hard Hat nodded and left to rejoin his crew. Meanwhile Rayne walked off with Doodle at his side. "Anansi? Is it true? You really found her?" Rayne asked while trying to keep his emotions in check.

Doodle nodded his head as they trotted along through town. "It wasn't me. It was Gwileth who caught sight of her. Kaia and Strider have also been helping to track her down for you. Don't worry, they won't tell the hive or anyone else." The donkey reassured him.

Rayne nodded and walked with Doodle into the edge of the Everfree Forest. Once there the donkey shimmered green before Anansi stood upright in her natural red chitin body. Now her voice was sweet again but her tone was still serious. "She's here Rayne. She's in Ponyville. She's disguised as a unicorn from Canterlot and she has a camera around her neck. Strider and Kaia are trailing her now so all you have to do is get back into town and make a presence. When they see you they'll guide you right towards her."

Rayne nodded before feeling his mouth go dry with anticipation. He shook his head trying to dissuade the nervousness that was quickly overtaking him. "Alright, so where do I start?"

Anansi smiled and reached out to him. "Are you okay Rayne? This is it. In just a few moments you're really going to see her." The stallion nodded but she didn't miss the nervous gesture of him trotting in place. "Remember, my mother can be difficult. Be patient with her. It will take time to get through to her, if it can even be done at all."

Rayne nodded but was feeling anxious now. "I'm pretty sure I know what to expect. And the insight that you've given me about her will really help immensely."

Anansi nodded and kissed Rayne on his cheek. "Thank you for doing this for her. The hive may not agree with us but there are still many changelings who retain love and reverence for our mother." She wrapped her hooves around the stallion hugging him tightly.

Rayne took a deep breath and then stood up straight. "Alright well this is it then." He said before suddenly splitting into two. "One of me to chase after her." The stallion announced. "And the other will keep a presence around town." His copy stated.

Anansi nodded already knowing full well about the range of his powers. "Oh and Rayne, one last thing." She said while giving a serious expression. "After all this is over and if you succeed in seducing Chrysalis… I guess… I guess if all goes well then I'll have to start calling you Daddy, am I right?" The changeling grinned at him playfully.

"Oh you're so going to get it later." He smirked back at her as she stuck out her tongue to him.

- -

It wasn't long before a dark blue mail pony with a green mane was leading Rayne through town. "There she is right over there. That's her, I'm sure of it." Striker said, pointing to a unicorn with a thin green frame and an orange mane. She stood beside the Ponyville Cafe and seemed to be questioning ponies in town.

"Is that so?" She asked while writing some notes into a pad.

"Yes it's true. We were so surprised to hear about it ourselves but apparently he really is something called a pleasure pony." Bon Bon said as Lyra nodded along by her side. "I mean he's only lived in town for a couple of months I think, but he's definitely been one of the most helpful ponies that I've ever met."

"Yeah and he's handsome too." Lyra added while completely missing the frown that Bon Bon gave her.

That was when the other mare tossed her orange mane back and cheerfully replied, "Wow, I can't thank you enough! This is really great information for my report!" She snapped a photo from her camera without actually aiming at the mare couple in front of her and continued on. "As soon as word broke out about there being a pleasure pony in Ponyville I knew that I just had to investigate. This is going to be the scoop of the century!"

That was when the other two mares looked to each other with concerned faces. "Yeah, funny how you heard about that in Canterlot when news only broke out about it here this morning." Bon Bon questioned.

Lyra spoke up next asking, "So you're a reporter… or something?"

The pale unicorn nodded. "Photographer. I do weddings, group portraits, and occasionally journalism. I work for a company in Canterlot."

"Which company in Canterlot?" Bon Bon inquired. "I happen to know that city particularly well!" She scowled, suddenly not liking the vibe she was getting from the photographer.

The pale unicorn started to grimace uneasily but they were all distracted as they heard a stallion clear his throat from behind them. "Ahem. It seems that you've been going around town asking about me?" Rayne asked as he offered a smile to the stranger.

Brushing her orange mane behind her ear the photographer gave Rayne a very thorough once over. She made no attempt to hide it as she gazed slowly up from his hooves, across his chest and shoulders, and then looked deeply into his eyes with a scrutinizing expression. When her gaze trailed down to his cutie mark she suddenly seemed as if she were satisfied. "Oh why yes! I have been looking for you. Rayne, is it? I was wondering if I could interview you?" She asked before batting her eyelashes noticeably. "Perhaps somewhere more private?" She added with a catty tone as the other two mares shrugged and left.

Rayne's charm was as on point as ever. He flashed her a smile saying, "I think I would like that. I'm free now if you have the time?" Then he gestured for her to follow him.

Rayne was careful to avoid most of the crowds as he led the two of them away from the central square. "If you'll forgive the implication, perhaps a private room might suit us best for your interview?" Rayne explained as he led the photographer to the only hotel that existed in Ponyville. "Anywhere more public and I fear my recent popularity might lead us to being interrupted."

The mare allowed her tail to brush along his chest as she walked by. "I don't mind getting a private room with you, Rayne." She said with an intonation to her voice, leaving the stallion wondering if she had just flirted with him.

- -

Checking in had been simple as the clerk pony was wise enough to keep her comments to herself when somepony would ask for a quiet room at the end of the hall with a stranger from out of town. Once they were securely behind closed doors the mare certainly wasn't acting like an investigator when she casually made her way to the bed. Her movements were slow and precise as she sat down on the mattress and crossed her thighs with one leg resting over the other. The look on her face was one of amused curiosity as if she were delightedly awaiting something he was expected to say.

Rayne did a rather good job in his opinion of steeling his nerves as he looked to the bed imagining a shark dressed up in a little kitten's costume. He knew who she was and didn't care in the slightest who her disguise was supposed to be. But a lifetime of preparation still would not have dissuaded the nervousness that he was feeling.

"So…" His voice rang out sounding cool and collected. "It would appear that I am all yours." He said somewhat provokingly.

In turn she raised an eyebrow to his remark and replied back. "Ohh, how lucky for me. So, Rayne. Tell me everything! Inquiring minds want to know. What is it like being a pleasure pony in today's Equestria?!"

He chuckled knowing that he would have to play this game for a while. "Well it's great really. Getting to go around, spreading love and kindness with everypony that I meet. It's seeing the uninhibited smiles on ponies faces that really motivates me to do what I do, ya know?"

She nodded with pursed lips before continuing on with her questions. "But, what is it that really gets you going? I want to know what makes you tick. Here you are fulfilling the fancies of every little pony who you hap' upon. But what does a pleasure pony need? What do you fantasize about when you wake up in the morning and look at yourself in the mirror?"

Rayne was rather impressed with her performance as he honestly would have believed she were a genuine pony if Striker had not pointed her out to him. "Oh, Ms. Photographer, I do believe that you are trying to dig up some dirt on me. Are you prying to get some deep dark secrets out of me?" He asked in a playful voice.

She sighed and raised her hooves saying, "Guilty! You got me. I want to know if a pony who seems just so perfect to everyone around him could possibly have any quirks that could seem embarrassing."

Rayne gave a forced chuckle, putting on a performance of his own as he coyly said, "Well I never claimed to be perfect. Of course I have things about me that perhaps other ponies wouldn't care to understand." He stated, intentionally adding a slight inflection of embarrassment to his voice.

With a loud gasp the mare dropped her hooves to grab the bed on either side of her as she excitedly shouted, "So there IS some juicy secret hidden away inside you! Come on, tell me! What is your guilty pleasure? Is it that you really love bedding all the mares who throw themselves at you?"

Remembering back to the days where he took stage acting back in school, Rayne spoke casually while holding his hoof over his mouth as if he were contemplating something. "Well it's not anything so obvious as that. But I do have an interest that I doubt most ponies would understand. I guess that what you could call it is really more of a fetish?"

Rayne was pleased to see her break character for a moment as her tongue almost fell out of her head when she leaned forward with genuine excitement. "I don't believe it! You're a freak?!" She shouted.

"Heh, I guess it's true. I'm sure I could be called a lot worse if ponies ever found out what my kinky interests were." Rayne knew she had come here with him to play cat and mouse until she likely attacked him. But he smirked as she had no idea that she was the one being strung along his game instead.

The mare was almost hanging off of the edge of her seat as she excitedly called out, "What is it?! Oh now you have to tell me! What, you have a thing for redheads? You're into BDSM? No that's silly, you're a pleasure pony so of course you'd be into that. It's got to be something really wild like you have an interest in clowns or extreme roleplay in bed with outfits and stuff? Wait, it's not… bathroom stuff is it?"

Rayne quickly raised his hooves for her to stop as he laughed at her guesses. "No, no. It's nothing unsanitary, I assure you." Then with a deep sigh he walked up to her. Her ears bent back and her eyes spread wide in surprise as he got so close.

Rayne pursed his lips trying to look hesitant, when really he was just stalling for dramatic effect. All of this, everything that he was saying to her had all been a performance that had been carefully worked out with him by Anansi. His voice deepened with seriousness and she stared at him anxiously listening to his every word.

"It's uh… it's about my choice in partners. You see, I have an interest in trying something with a partner... that is someone other than a pony. To be perfectly honest… it's the desire to lay in bed with a changeling."

Instantly the smile on the mare's face fell and there was a brief look of loathing contempt in her eyes. But in a flash her expression changed to one of reserved curiosity. "Oh, I see. Of course a changeling. Because they can change right? If you had a changeling for a partner then they could be somepony different for you every single night."

"Noooo!" Rayne quickly said which only confused the unicorn mare even more. "You see, that's not it at all."

"Wait, then what are you-"

"I think that CHANGELINGS are beautiful. And I mean just the way they are." Rayne explained. He wasn't at all surprised to see her eyes go wide and her jaw drop slightly. "I love everything about them from their smooth chitin bodies to their elegant angles and sharp edges."

"Well not so sharp anymore." She remarked quietly to herself. "I suppose I can see it. After all, they're so colorful now, just like ponies."

"Wrong again! I don't mean those ones. I'm talking about real changelings! The ones that are all black and with their pointy fangs. The ones who hiss and fly around like a swarm instead of meandering about like cattle. I'm fascinated by how they feast on love and how they function as a real hive. That is what I would love to meet."

The mare bent her head to the side questioning, "You… want to meet an original changeling? The kind that would invade your cities, impersonate your loved ones, and steal away your love?"

"Well, maybe during a town invasion might not be the best time to arrange a romance." Rayne admitted but then softened his tone and looked deeply into her eyes. "But if I found a changeling all by themselves, you can bet things would be different." His big baby blues reflected in her wide green eyes while she listened to him carefully. "If I found a changeling alone and scared… I wouldn't scorn or attempt to finish them while they were down. I would care for them. I would reassure them that if they were hurt, or if they couldn't return to the hive for any reason, that they were no longer alone. I would tend their wounds… I would soothe their fears. I would even allow them to feed on my love. And in time, hope that one day they'd join me in bed to make a little love of our own."

By this point Rayne was practically lips to lips with the mare, leaving the opportunity wide open in case she decided to kiss him. But he left the decision up to her and was neither surprised nor disappointed when she pulled away from him instead. "Pfft, how absurd! A pony having such feelings for a changeling. It's preposterous." She spat out rather crudely.

Now Rayne smirked because it was time to reel in this game of cat and mouse. "Oh I don't know about that. But I guess it's a shame because we'll never really know... seeing as there are no original changelings left."

"Hmph, I'd bet that you'd soil yourself if you ever saw a real changeling." The mare remarked coldly.

"Oh hardly. But I'd love the chance to find out." Rayne said, egging her on.

"You wouldn't even know what to do with a changeling if you found one!" She glared at him.

"Try me and find out." Rayne replied as if casually daring her.

"Alright, fine!" She snapped while raising her head up proudly. Then in a flash of green the female pony before him shifted away revealing the tall and haughty changeling queen.

Chrysalis's expression rolled through a mix of emotions as the stallion stared. Her arrogant smirk shifted just briefly to curiosity before finally settling on contempt for the pony. "Well?! Here is your chance!" Her voice flowed out to him like venom dripping from her lips. "You wanted to see an original changeling? Well I am the last! What will you do now? Will you flee before me? Or will you-"

"You're so beautiful…" Rayne spoke out softly from where he had dropped to his knees. The stallion was in awe at finally getting to witness her form again. The self confidence of her demeanor, the long gracefulness of her neck, the slender spindliness of her limbs, the way that her hips curved as she sat before him on the bed. She was mouthwatering to him. He knew what he wanted, that he desired to kiss her. It burned in him as he stared at her lips. But Anansi's words rang loudly in his memory. 'Don't Rayne, she'll never be yours if you rush her.' With a deep sigh he lowered his head prostrating himself before her. "Please, allow me to be yours. Allow me to serve you, any way or how that I can!"

Chrysalis looked like she was going to choke for a moment until she burst out into laughter. "Ooh hahahaha! Can it really be true?! This pleasure pony is a submissive?! And with a changeling kink to boot! Ah-ha! How absolutely splendid!" She smirked, leering down at him now with a predatory look to her eyes. "And how do I know this isn't some trap? Here you are, practically gift wrapped and delivered to me?! How do I know the princesses aren't going to come bursting through those windows at any moment?!"

Rayne responded immediately as his gaze never left her hooves in a downcast display of submission to her. "Feed on me…"

"What was that?!" Chrysalis called out, not having heard him as he wasn't facing up at her.

"Feed on me, your majesty. The princesses would never allow anypony to put themselves in harm's way over a trap. Feed on me to grow your strength and see for yourself that we are alone… and that I am sincere in serving you."

Chrysalis narrowed her eyes at him for a moment. But then sure enough she opened up her jaws and Rayne felt the strength of his heart being pulled away from him. It felt like a draining, withering sensation that wouldn't relent. However as the feeding went on he never truly seemed to weaken. It felt more like a nagging that was pestering his heart but nothing more.

"Gaauughh!" Chrysalis gasped, pulling her head back and using a hoof to wipe at her mouth where she had begun drooling a bit. "Oohh, SOOO exquisite!" She shouted at the top of her lungs. "Ahhh! To be able to feed like this after such a long time!" The jubilant changeling exclaimed before feasting on yet another serving of the stallion's love once again. "Ohh my, yesss hehehahaha! It's so good! There is so much love radiating inside you! Oh pony, you HAVE been a busy boy during your stay here in Ponyville, haven't you?!" She snickered while almost seething with enthusiastic frenzy. "Ohh, you don't know how lucky you are my little pleasure pony."

Rayne dared to allow a smile as she referred to him as her own. Not breaking his downward eyecast he asked up to her, "How is that, my queen? What could make me more lucky than the pleasure of giving you such joy as you feed from me?"

Again Chrysalis was holding back her saliva as her mouth watered from his flavor. "Because, if you had been anything but a pleasure pony then I would have drained your dry by now. The magic of pleasure ponies makes you an almost endless resource to tap into and feed upon." She explained. "Ideally I would render you unconscious and spirit you away wrapped up nice and safe in a cocoon on my making… but that won't do with you being a pleasure pony. It would only spoil you."

Now Rayne chanced the opportunity to look up at her which she did not seem to mind. "You've… seen other pleasure ponies before?"

With a hearty laugh she replied, "Of course! Not very often mind you. But once every two or three hundred years a couple of you pop up now and then. The problem is that kidnapping you and wrapping you in a cocoon prevents you from finding your soulmates or whatever it is you need. So you'd just end up dying of loneliness even though your body would still be in perfect health." Rayne was amazed to hear this news as even Discord hadn't seen another pleasure pony in such amount of time. "But you! You Rayne, you are special! You actually enjoy being my meal, don't you?!" She asked down to him with a ring of amusement to her voice.

"I'd enjoy being even more for you if you'd let me." Immediately he scolded himself as he watched her smile fade and Anansi's words came to him again. 'Do not flirt with her! She finds ponies to be disgusting so attempting to charm her will only turn her away from you.' "I wish to serve you, and always be available for you when you need me, my queen… my, Mistress." He added as a save from his blunder.

Now Chrysalis leaned back and thought to herself. "Well… that is something." She considered. "I suppose that is one way of keeping you in check… pony slave." She sneered. "Now, how should I reward you for your devotion? Oh, I know. Look there, my hooves seem dirty. Clean them for me now slave." She commanded calmly, her authority not requiring her to raise her voice with the expectation that her orders would be carried out the first time that she asked.

"Yes, Mistress." Rayne answered and prostrated himself forward. He reached out to hold her hooves one at a time as if they were the most sacred of all things. Then he outstretched his lips, embracing the smoothness of her chitin hoof with the full of his tongue. He caressed her limb with the fondness of a cuddle and the devotion of polishing something meaningful. He started at the bottom and then traced around the rim of each hoof. Afterwards he worked his way up in long even strokes.

Rayne found that he didn't mind the taste of her in the slightest. She lacked the earthy taste that he would have expected and instead found her chitin body to have a pungent flavor similar to black licorice instead. Also he discovered that not all parts of her body felt the same. While the ends of her limbs were firm and smooth, the material of her legs grew softer and more pliable. Also she had more of an acidic flavor the further up her legs Rayne licked, finding an almost dry ashy taste to his mouth as he swallowed.

Meanwhile Chrysalis was absolutely beside herself. "Oohh, oh yes. Mmm hehe, that is very nice indeed. How thorough you are. Ohh that does feel lovely. Oh- a massage too? Well, you are a submissive little one aren't you?" She giggled, mocking his attempts to please her while savoring them all the same. "And this… this is fun for you, pony?"

"My pleasure is your pleasure Mistress. I seek only to satisfy you." He responded without hesitation.

"Very good. That's so very good." She cooed, realizing how much she missed having someone at her beck and call to pamper her. However, despite how much she seemed to be enjoying herself, the interaction between them was over far too soon for Rayne. "Very well, that is enough. My belly is full for the evening so I have no further use for you tonight, pony."

She slapped his face as a gesture for him to move back away from her and the sting from that hurt much deeper in his heart than it had to his lip. "My queen, what-"

"Be silent, slave!" She commanded and he obeyed. She walked to a window and panic filed Rayne's heart as she opened it. "I'm going to enjoy this, whatever this is between us. Be ready to be at my use again when I call for you." Then out the window she lept, transforming into an owl and disappearing into the sky without a sound.

Rayne however was left on the floor with his hoof outstretched toward nothing but an empty room. She had left him… again. The emotions surging through him left him feeling momentarily catatonic. Excitement, disappointment, elation, heartbreak… Rayne began to choke realizing that he wasn't even breathing. His heart rate was racing out of control until he could hear his own pulse in his ears. The vision in front of him lost focus as all he could see was the memory of her sitting so beautiful in front of him one moment and then seeing her leave from him again.

He didn't even hear it as Anansi wormed her way beneath the door and then appeared in the room behind him. "Rayne? I just saw her leave. How did things go?" But all he could hear was the series of thumping from the rate of his pulse as a panic attack continued to destabilize his senses. "Rayne? What's the matter? Are you okay?" She asked while standing in front of him. But his eyes did not register her and she raised her voice with worry as he started collapsing. "Rayne? Rayne?! Are you okay?! What's happening to you?! Rayne?! RAYNE?!"

No sooner had his body hit the floor than did several Obsidianwolves appear to observe his situation. Within moments his shadowy guard began to spirit him away in the direction to Maud's cave, seeming to pay no mind to the changeling following behind with concern.

- The Next Evening -

Rayne was pleased to see a unicorn mare with a long orangish mane sitting and waiting inside when he casually strolled into the hotel. Ignoring her for now Rayne stepped up to the front desk saying, "I have a reservation, under Mr Hearts." He said to the receptionist.

It was the same receptionist who had checked them in on the last evening and she looked up at him asking, "Will this be an extended stay, sir? Or just for a single evening?"

After taking a quick glance back at Chrysalis Rayne responded, "You had better make that an extended visit. In fact, I'll make arrangements in the morning for monthly payments on the room as opposed to being charged by the night."

The receptionist nodded and handed him two sets of keys. "One for you sir. And one for your, guest." She said but held back any kind of tone that could be seen as disrespectful.

- -

Within minutes Chrysalis was out of her disguise and Rayne was on his knees cleaning her hooves with his tongue as if there could be no greater pleasure to him in the world. "Thank you Mistress for allowing me the pleasure of serving you. Your hooves are beautiful and an honor to touch."

"My… and here I was thinking that I had dreamed that you were so good to me. You almost make up for having all the servants of my hive. What I wouldn't do to have five more just like you." She mused aloud to herself. Rayne resisted the urge to duplicate himself in front of her for her amusement.

"Mistress? You mentioned welcoming me home… Why did you say that?" Rayne asked her but kept his voice at a low subservient level.

She pursed her lips in a wicked smile. "Well did I not just hear you offer to rent the room for us for the month? I think that some little slave pony is eager to have their wicked Mistress spend more time with them. Would you like that? Would it do wonders for your love if your queenie were to stay the night here with you as opposed to running off like I did last evening?" Again her tone was mocking to him, toying with his emotions. "Perhaps you can be my dinner as well as my breakfast in bed."

"Yes please, Mistress. This one would enjoy that very much." Rayne answered without hesitation.

"Haha, so excellent. Now… as I feed on you, I want you to tell me all about me..." She snickered as she began draining his love away.

"Auhh… you are… so beautiful, Mistress." Rayne forced out. He found that being fed upon was still as draining as ever. He could breathe but forming words was difficult. He tried to focus but his concentration was strained. "Your wings… are so shimmery. More beautiful… than the colors… of any pony. Your body… so smooth… and elegant. Much better than Celestia's… And your hair… like a royal cape… of elegance." The only thing Rayne could focus on was her. He couldn't think, it was too difficult to remember while being fed upon. So he gave himself into the moment. "Your waist… so narrow, and tantalizing… Your limbs… each one, a dream to bask between… your lips… the most beautiful, curving like kisses when you speak… your hips… so lovely… connecting your legs… spreading and closing… lead to your-"

"ENOUGH!" Chrysalis suddenly screamed. When Rayne looked up at her she looked as if she were appalled. And yet, her ebony face was flushed deep with a reddish hew from one side to the other. "You desire me pony?! Is that it?! You look upon my regal frame and lust, do you?!" Her voice lashed out at him so viciously it reverberated off the walls.

Now that she'd stopped feeding on him Rayne had to twist his neck and blink a few times to regain his bearings. But then he looked upon her and spoke boldly. "Is yours not the most captivating to behold? Would your figure not be the most beautiful to desire and empassion for?"

Chrysalis almost choked again as she had no desire to argue against that but was almost embarrassed having it pointed out so blunty. "While all true, rather bold for a slave to say to her Mistress don't you think?" She said to him in a coy tone as she stood herself up from the bed. "Perhaps a punishment is needed for you overstepping your place with your queen? I think perhaps I won't stay the evening after all." Almost immediately Rayne looked as if to speak up but she silenced him saying, "But obedience and learning respect could perhaps see you rewarded in the future. A good slave would never speak up against his Mistress's decision, now would he?"

"N-no, Mistress. Thank you for giving me the opportunity to better learn how to serve you." Rayne said with a voice full of fealty despite how his throat ran dry.

"Very good, Rayne." She said while opening up the window and saying his name just for the cruelty of teasing him. "Keep this room available for me and IF I decide to see you again, I will come calling on you of my own accord. Seeking me out again will displease your Mistress and you shall lose any generosity from me of which to reward you."

"Yes Mistress…" He said calmly just before his voice was about to crack. In an instant she was off through the window and the hurt of seeing her leave again caused Rayne to cry out. "Nooooo!" He pounded his hooves onto the floor in frustration. "Why is seeing her leave so hard?!" He cried, dropping his head to the floor as his tears mixed with the spilt hair from his mane on the floor.

Author's Notes:

So we made it! I'm sorry for the delays that my health problems are causing me but my story has finally released 100 chapters! And I have most of the next two chapters already written. I hope you all I enjoyed the special thank you picture at the end. Just like chapter 50 & 51, the art is done by the wonderful Rey Rosquete.

Hey so who is happy to see Anansi and friends return to the story? I felt like this was a fitting time for her. Also she's going to be making more appearances as the struggle with Chrysalis goes on. Not to mention I finally got to write a Fluttershy scene even though it wasn't really her.

So I hope that the passage of time was clear enough. It starts a few weeks ago and then catches up to before Twilight had her orgy with Rayne. Then it proceeds through the same night showing that the stallion had yet another copy of himself still out in Ponyville even while Twilight's scene was going on. (Not to mention that Faceless usually keeps a regular appearance in Manhattan.)

Originally Anansi's training with Rayne was going to be more of a thing. I was going to make a whole little mini story about it but ultimately I decided against it. I felt it wasn't so great to the plot that it needed more of an explanation and I really wanted Chrysi's introduction to be in the chapter 100 reveal. I feel all my readers have waited long enough to see her.

And yes, I took Chrysi's disguise from season nine because why not? Maybe this is how the princess comes to hear about the photographer in the first place?

So I had a thought that in the past maybe there were pleasure ponies who were picked up and abducted by changelings over the years almost as soon as they surfaced. But this isn't a thought I plan to explore further. It just gives reasoning for Chrysi to not cocoon Rayne.

But yes, Rayne is playing the slave role for Chrysalis at least for the time being. This isn't him just throwing himself at her because she's beautiful. This is him demeaning himself for her leisure like how the changeling hive used to be at her beck and call. Yes this is very out of character for him and it's tearing him up inside whenever she leaves. But he's doing as Anansi suggests to not repeat when he came on too strong for her as a panther. And just as a reminder, Chrysi has no idea that is there was Rayne.

So I gave a lot of thought into what Chrysi would taste and feel like. But I plan to go more into detail about this in a later chapter.

But for all his efforts, Rayne it's no close to seducing Chrysi then when he started. Securing a lasting meaningful relationship with the former changeling queen is still going to be a long ordered for him indeed.