It was late in the night when the others returned to the mansion after the fireworks show, the time of bright flashes, cheering crowd, and amazingly good food was over and all of them were exhausted. “Hoowey, Ah’m more tired than a hibernating bear with a full belly.” Applejack said as she stretched her arms as they all walked through the front door.

“Yeah, what a day.” Dash yawned as she wearily flew upside down with her hands behind her head.

“Today was so much fun. We gotta do this again tomorrow.” Pinkie said as she energetically hopped into the house.

“That would be nice.” Fluttershy said in a low tone.

“Yes, I suppose.” Rarity said in a careless tone, lost in thought.

“Is something, wrong, Rarity?” Fluttershy asked.

“Hmm,” Rarity said coming back from her thoughts. “Oh, no nothing, darling, really, I guess I’m just a little more tired than I thought.”

“Well, we’re goin' ta bed,” Applejack said as she and Dash headed up the stairs. “G’nite, y’all.”

“Yeah, I’m headed up to bed too.” Pinkie said as she followed her friends upstairs.

“Are you going to bed, Rarity?” Fluttershy asked.

“Yes, I’m just going to get something to drink first.”

“Okay, good night.” Fluttershy said as she waved and headed upstairs.

“Good night.” Rarity said giving a light smile.

When Fluttershy was gone, Rarity’s smile faded into a thoughtful expression. She headed into the kitchen as curiosity and irritation ran through her mind. 'Damn it,' the high society unicorn cursed in her mind. 'Spike, just what are you doing? Who are you doing? I wouldn’t mind if it was Pinkie Pie. No, I would mind, but it wouldn’t bother me as much as it is now. You may have Pinkie on the side, but you have me, you always will, so who else are you seeing?' Rarity stood near the front door for a few more moments until she took a deep breath and sighed heavily. “I guess there’s only one thing to do.” She said as she looked up at the stairs.

Rarity steadily walked up the stairs and headed down the bedroom hallway until she came to Spike’s door. She stood motionless for a quick second, and then took a deep breath as she grabbed the door handle. She slowly and quietly turned the nob until she heard a low ‘click’ sound and slowly pushed the door open.

She cracked the door open, peeking her eye through the slit, but couldn’t see anything. She then pushed the door open and took a step inside. She took a few light steps inside until she came to an abrupt halt. Her eyes widened in shock and her heart skipped a beat as she gazed upon Spike and Twilight cuddled up together on his bed. 'Spike . . . and Twilight . . . together!?' The thought exploded in her mind.

Rarity quickly found her shock turn into rage. 'Oh, Spikey, it seems you’ve been a bad Drake and need to be punished. Don’t worry; Mistress Rarity will properly discipline you.' She thought to herself as a calm smile stretched across her face.

Rarity quietly turned around and left as silently as she came. As she closed the door, Spike shuddered as a chill ran up his spine. He quickly shrugged it off and went back to sleep.

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The next morning, Celestia’s sun shone brightly through Spike’s bedroom window. His eyes scrunched together as they slowly began to open. It took a moment for his eyes to focus as he slowly sat up; after giving his eyes a good rub down, they quickly focused. He stretched his arms, wings and tail until he heard and felt a multitude of pops and cracks. When he relaxed his joints and dropped his hands on the bed, his face became riddled with confusion. He felt around on the side of the bed and felt nothing beside him.

He looked at his side and saw Twilight wasn’t there. “Hmm, was that all a dream?” He muttered to himself.
His stomach started growling and he licked his lips in hunger. As he pulled his tongue back in his mouth he tasted something sweet and energizing as a smirk appeared across his muzzle. “No, it was real." He said as he got up.

Spike ran through his bag and pulled out his clothes as he headed into the bathroom to clean himself up. Washing the grime and cum from last nights fiasco he relished in the warm water rubbing himself down and massaging his tired joints, ‘wow I’ve done a lot this week… hah a little pun.’ Spike thought, ‘these ponies are going to run me into the ground.’ He mused, running a graceful lather over his scales, ‘first Pinkie and Rarity rut me the first day I’m here, then Applejack came, then Rainbow and now Twilight. Geez these mares are insatiable.’ He chuckled.

When he was finished, Spike quickly headed downstairs. When he got there, everypony else was already seated except for Twilight, Fluttershy and Rarity. “Morning, everypony." Spike said as he walked into the dining room.

“Mornin’, Sugah.” Applejack greeted him.

“You’re lookin’ real rested,” Dash added. “Get a good night sleep.”

“You have no idea.” Spike said in a dreary tone.

“Ooooh, can I take a guess.” Pinkie said happily as she raised her hand.

Spike eyed Pinkie in confusion when Fluttershy came into the room carrying a handful a platters. “Okay, everypony, I hope you’re hungry.” Fluttershy said as she struggled to keep the platters steady as she walked.

“Uh, Fluttershy, are you sure you don’t want any help?” Twilight asked as she poked her head out from the kitchen, carefully watching the yellow Pegasus with a magically lit horn.

“Y-Yes, I-I have it, I-I think.” She said hesitantly as she continued toward the table.

Just as she made it, Fluttershy felt her left hoof hit the leg of one of the chairs and started to fall forward. Fluttershy shrieked as all of the platters fell from her hands. She tightly closed her eyes, waiting for the inevitable crash and splatter of the food and silverware, but she quickly felt the sensation of something holding her, something big, hot and firm. She opened her eyes and saw that Spike was holding her against his chest. “You okay?” He asked as he looked at her.

“Uh, y-yes,” She said, she started looking around the room. “W-W-What happened to the food?”

“Oh, I got it.” He said.

She looked up and realized Spike was kneeling over her with his wings extended, perfectly balancing the plates on the back of his wings.

“Nice save, Spike,” Dash said with a thumbs up, “pretty good reaction time too.”

“I’m no Pegasus, but I got some moves.” Spike said as he stood up, pulling Fluttershy with him.

Fluttershy was in a daze of amazement at Spike’s amazing feat. To not only catch her and stop her from falling, but to catch the food as well was nothing short of amazing, but Fluttershy already knew that. As Spike got older, Fluttershy began to call on his services whenever he had free time and helped her deal with some of the woodland creatures she cared for when she needed it. It took him a little while to get used to all the different animals, but after pet sitting Angel for her, the little bunny grew on Spike and helped him out.

After which, Spike became a huge help with feeding and tending to the animals when Fluttershy was too busy with other matters. And whenever she left him alone and came back, her cottage was always nice and tidy, the animals were fed and well rested and even her flowers were watered and trimmed. He was in all definition simply amazing. Fluttershy finally came out of her daze when both she and Spike felt their chests press against one another, more specifically Fluttershy's ample breast were squeezed in between them rubbing upon Spike's body. Both Fluttershy and Spike’s faces went red in surprise, when all of a sudden they felt something on their shoulders. Spike looked over his shoulder and saw Twilight and Fluttershy saw Pinkie Pie behind her. The Unicorn and Earth pony pulled the two away from each other, putting some distance between them.

“Let’s not get ahead of ourselves, we haven’t even eaten breakfast yet.” Twilight whispered into Spike’s ear with her horn still glowing. A knife in tow hovered directly near his head wrapped in a purple hue.

Spike gave a small chuckle with a slight nod of his head as Twilight levitated the plates off of his wings and set them down on the table, retracting the offensive murder tool from his vicinity. Spike was dubiously calm in front of the cooking implement that was precariously floating near, maybe given that the pouty blushing Twilight before him was unbelievably cute. Everypony took a seat at the table, when Spike noticed that somepony was missing.

“Hey, where’s Rarity,” He asked with a raised brow. “She’s not sleeping in is she?”

“Miss Prissy Pony, nah,” Applejack answered with thick sarcasm. “She left a while ago, said somethin’ bout’ a meetin’ with Phancypants. She said she’d be gone for a while.”

“Oh.” Spike said in a puzzled tone.

“Don’t worry, lover boy, she’ll be back later.”

“That’s not it!” He said as his face went red again. 'Although, for some reason I got a bad feeling in the pit of my stomach.' He thought to himself.

“Spike, let’s go to the beach, I wanna play at the beach.” Pinkie told him.

“I don’t know,” He said as he looked over toward Twilight, “do I have any chores today?”

Twilight was caught by surprise, but quickly composed herself. “No, you can go, we are on vacation after all.” She said calmly as she continued to eat.

“Yay,” Pinkie shouted. “Hurry and finish your food, Spike, I wanna go play.”

“Alright, alright, calm down.” He told her as he started eating.

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Elsewhere, on Fancypants’ yachted. A few hours had passed and Rarity was enjoying a nice cup of tea with the old eccentric stallion on the deck of his ship.

“I must say; I so do love this nice southern weather. It’s so beautiful this time of year.” Fancypants commented as he looked out toward the glimmering blue ocean.

“Yes, I supposed it is.” Rarity said in a somewhat careless tone as she took a sip of tea.

“Is something wrong, Miss Rarity,” He asked as he looked at her with a raised eyebrow. “You seem a bit . . . removed.”
Rarity let out a hefty sigh as she put her teacup down. “Forgive, Fancypants, I’m just a little . . . distracted.”

“Why, whatever is the matter, dear?”

“It’s Spike.” She answered in a saddened tone as she held her head down.

“The young lad you brought with you to my Auction party; is something the matter with him?”

“Somewhat,” She answered, this time in a somewhat irritated matter, but she quickly took control of herself, “it’s just my friends and I came to this beautiful place for some much needed relaxation, but what I truly wanted to do was spend some time with him. Now it seems as though there are . . . others who are trying to get between us and he can be easily swayed with the proper “motivation”, but I just . . . I just don’t know what to do?”

“Well, Miss Rarity, would you like some advice from an old Stallion?” He asked with a small smirk.

“Advice would sound nice.” She admitted as she met his gaze.

“Young Colts or Drakes in this case, are just that . . . they’re young, so of course they can be swayed by certain “motivations”, but if you find them to be your special somedrake, then it’s up to you to try and show him that you’re the one he wants, not somepony else.”

“I understand, it’s just that I’ve known he’s had feelings for me for some time, practically since the day we met and because of that, I’ve made him wait for such a long time that I think he’s gotten tired of waiting and is moving on to somepony else.”

“Then you must still fight on, prove to him that nopony else is more suited for him than you. Show him that he is the one you would do anything for, be anypony for and I’m sure he’ll respond in turn.” The old Stallion said with great gusto and certainty.

Rarity sat in silence as contemplating her associate’s advice. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath. When she exhaled she opened her eyes, revealing a strong resolved expression as she stood up from her chair. “You’re right, Fancypants, if I want my love, I must fight for him.”

“That’s the spirit.” He said happily as he took a sip of tea.

“But, Fancypants, if I may, possibly ask a favor of you?”

“Oh, what kind of favor?” He asked with an intrigued look.

“Even though you are such an open aristocrat, even you do not travel alone, so I was wondering; if I could possibly borrow a few of your bodyguards?”

“My bodyguards, why ever would you need them?”

“It’s just I know what I have to do now, but I don’t think I can do it without knowing for sure that nopony will find out. I want to do this in private, where nopony will disturb us in any way.” She answered with her cheeks going red.

Fancypants held his head down, cupping his chin with his free hand in thought. “Normally, I’m not sure I could condone such a thing, but if my dear, Fleur were here she’d insist I assist you, besides, who am I to stand in the way of love?”

“Oh, thank you, thank you, Fancypants, this means so much to me.” Rarity said as she grasped his free hand and shook it vigorously.

“No need, dear, for you, anything,” He assured her. “So, what is it you need my guards to do?”

“Nothing much.” Rarity assured him as she began to explain. 'Perfect, soon Spike, you’ll get your proper punishment and then you’ll understand.' She thought to herself.

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Back at the mansion. Fluttershy was standing in front of Spike’s bedroom door. She hesitated for a moment as she slowly wrapped her fingers around the doorknob. 'I really shouldn’t be going into his room without his permission,' She thought to herself. 'But Twilight and I are doing the laundry and she said to go get Spike’s dirty clothes.'

Fluttershy tightened her eyes and turned the knob, lightly pushing it open. She slowly opened her eyes and looked to see that the door was now wide open. She walked inside and looked around for Spike’s bag, where she found it sitting on his bed. When she grabbed it by the straps and picked it up, she heard the flopping sound of something hitting the bed.
When Fluttershy looked down and saw a magazine lying on his bed. On the cover were a couple of mares, one a blue unicorn, the other a green Pegasus; both naked with the large chests pressed against each other kissing under a title that read “Heavenly Magic”.

Fluttershy’s eyes widened as she felt her face go bright red. To Fluttershy’s surprise, she found herself not feeling the impulse to shriek or panic and run away. Instead, she found herself walking to the door, closing it going back to Spike’s bed and sat down on the edge, next to the magazine. She looked down at it in the corner of her eye and noticed a small headline in the lower right-hand corner saying “101 Ways to please your Colt. A sure fire way to make him see stars.”
Fluttershy reached her hand out to grab the corner of the cover and slowly flipped it open and began to read it.

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Elsewhere, down near the beach. Spike was in an ice cream shop buying a few snow cones for himself and Pinkie Pie. “Okay, that’ll be twelve bits.” The Cashier said.

“Sure,” Spike said as he dug into his pocket and pulled out the coins. “Here you go.”

Spike placed the money in the Cashier’s hand and grabbed his snow cones, but when he turned around he quickly noticed something was wrong. All of the tables in the Ice cream shop were suddenly all empty. “Hmm, that’s weird, this place was packed,” He said with a confused look as he looked around. “Where’d everypony go?”

He looked behind him, directing his question towards the Cashier, but nopony was there. The whole shop was completely deserted. Spike felt a jolt go through his mind as his instincts began to sound off sirens in his head. 'There’s something behind me!' He thought to himself.

Spike slowly turned around and found himself standing in front of two of the largest white Colts he’d ever seen. Both were unicorns in black suits with white dress shirts underneath, matching black ties and shoes with black sunglasses on, completely masking their eyes. “Who are you guys supposed to be, the Colts in Black?” Spike asked with thick sarcasm and a raised eyebrow.

The Colts didn’t respond. “What, are you setting up a perimeter or something? Are you gonna hit me with a Neuralyzer spell and wipe my memory?” He asked, just as sarcastic as before.

Still, the colts gave no response. Spike’s shoulders slumped down as he realized what was about to happen. “You guys are here to Dragonnap me aren’t you?”

The Colts finally responded with a nod. “Aw cra-” Spike was cut off as everything went black and he felt himself being hauled up into the air. Seconds later there was not but dropped snow cones to show someone had been in the shop.

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Elsewhere, in a dark room that was only lit by an array of floating candles around the room, Rarity sat at its center in a wooden chair. She wore a tight leather strapless corset with a lace up front that propped up her ample breasts just right, showing a large amount a cleavage. She also wore a pair of black leather gloves that stopped all the way toward the middle of her biceps with a matching pair of leather boots that stopped at her inner thighs. She sat there patiently twirling the leather strips of her nine-tailed whip in her hands.

A short second later, in a magical flash, two unicorn Colts appeared in front of her with a young purple Drake blindfolded with his arms and wings tied up behind his back, hauled upon the right Unicorn's shoulder. Spike felt himself being thrown and then slammed onto a floor. “Hey, man, watch the scales.” He said.

“Yes, please do, I don’t want him damaged so soon.” Rarity told them as she stood up from her chair.

“Rarity, is that you?” He asked.

Rarity took a few steps forward as the large Colts walked behind her and folded their arms in front of them. She let out a happily giggle as she said, “Thank you, gentlecolts, I can handle it from here.”

In a flash the two Colts teleported away, leaving the two all alone. “Hey, Rarity, what in the world is going on here?” Spike snapped, demanding an answer.

“Not much, just simple punishment.” She assured him.

“Punishment?”

“That’s right, punishment,” She said in a somewhat sterner tone, but still her light delicate voice as she walked over to him. “I don’t like unfaithfulness, Spike.”

She gripped the tendrils at the end of her whip and gave a quick tug, making a loud snap, sending a shiver down Spike’s spine. 'Easy, Spike, whatever it is, is just a whip; you got thick scales, it can’t hurt you.' He thought to himself.
He then felt the multiple stings of leather smacking him against the side of his muzzle. “Ouch!” He cried in pain.

“Hmm, so you can feel it, good,” Rarity said as she continued to flog him. “I’ve been working on this spell for a while now just in case. I hoped I’d never have to use it on you, and yet here we are, dear.”

As she continued to hit him, Spike tried to control the growl in his throat trying to escape. 'Damn it all, so Rarity does have this kind of side. I thought Pinkie was just making fun of her when she told me all those times before, but it’s no joke now.' He thought as he continued to feel the sting of Rarity’s whip.

He braced himself for the next hit, but to his surprise it didn’t come. All of a sudden, he heard clopping, but not from hooves. He tried to figure out what it was until he heard Rarity say, “Spike darling, lick my boots.”

Spike squirmed around and felt his face hit something wooden. He guessed the clopping he heard was a chair. After he managed to right himself up, Spike was sitting up on his knees in front of Rarity’s right hoof. Rarity watched him as he leaned forward and extended his serpentine tongue. Spike’s tongue slowly began to lap and drag across the leather around her foot and she felt tingles running up her leg. “W-Wow, it’s making me shiver,” She moaned as she closed her eyes and her breathing began to speed up.

Spike’s nose began to twitch as a familiar scent filled his nostrils. He stopped licking Rarity’s boot and followed the scent upward. When the scent seemed to be at his strongest, Spike reached his tongue out, but at the last second, Spike felt a multitude of stings hit his back and his wings, causing him to groan in pain.

“Oh, I'm sorry, dear, I don’t remember saying you had permission to lick me there,” she said, glaring down at him. “Dogs like you need proper training so you’ll do as your masters tell you to do.”

She continued to flog his back, causing Spike’s anger to grow all the more. 'That’s it I can’t take it anymore. If I don’t discipline her now, she’ll never learn. It’s time I give her a lesson myself and show her who’s in charge here.'

In a quick instance, Spike flexed his muscles and in one quick movement, he pulled his hands and wings apart, snapping the ropes and maneuvered his tail to pull the blindfold off of him. He then quickly threw his shirt off, but left his shorts on. Spike’s sudden reaction caused Rarity to shriek and fall back on her butt. When she looked up she saw Spike standing with his muscular frame hunched over, his wings unfurled, eye glowing emerald green and smoke pouring from his nostrils. “S-Spike? D-Darling?” She stammered in fear with a waning smile on her face.

“You seem to have forgetting, my dear sweet Rarity, that I’m a Dragon and nopony tells us what to do. And we certainly don’t let ponies beat us and get away with it,” He explained as he straightened himself up and a toothy grin stretched across his face. “Now it’s my turn to punish you.”

Rarity was completely frozen in shock and fear. She’d only seen a small portion of this side of Spike before, many a time when they made love, but this . . . this was different. Spike wasn’t her Knight a shining scales anymore. He was a ravenous, savage Dragon and he was going to do with her as he pleased, whether she liked it or not. As her thoughts and heart raced as to what Spike would do to her, Rarity soon found her fear and shock replaced by sheer excitement.
Spike looked away from her, taking a quick survey of the room and saw that the only lights in the room were the floating candles. In the left corner of the room were an array of whips, crops and paddles and on the right side of the room were an assortment of dildos, strap-ons and vibrators. Behind the frightened unicorn sat a large luxurious bed with four large bed poles and a small canopy overhead. He also noticed a pair of hand and ankle cuff attached to the headboard and the two bedposts at the bottom of the bed.

“Yeah, that’ll work nicely,” He said looking back down at Rarity as he walked over to her. “C’mon, my little pony, we’re gonna have some real fun.”

Spike walked passed her, but as he did, he wrapped his tail around her midsection tightly and hauled her off the floor. Rarity gasped and shrieked as he effortlessly walked toward the side of the bed and tossed her on it. Before she could respond, Spike quickly strapped her hands and ankles down with her hands behind her and her legs splayed wide open.
“S-Spike, I-I was just playing, darling. Just pulling your leg as it were,” Rarity stammered in fear as Spike crawled onto the bed.

Spike gave a toothy smirk as he crawled up to her until his face was close to hers. He didn’t speak, but Rarity could feel his hot breath against her as his emerald eyes stared into hers. She wondered what he was going to do until he suddenly brought up his hands and began to grope her chest. Rarity couldn’t help the gasp that escaped as Spike’s claws ripped her corset, revealing her bare chest and abdomen. He tossed it aside and stared at her ample chest.

Her porcelain white coat and her pink nipples erect and waiting for his touch. Normally Spike would take a moment to savor the view, but not this time. Rarity looked up at him as she saw his barbed tongue slink out of his mouth and lick his chops. He looked like he was getting ready to eat her when Spike pulled his hands up in front of him and she saw his claws extend. “S-Spike, wait . . . don’t,” Rarity’s sentence was cut off when Spike grabbed her chest once again, but this time dug his claws into her flesh.

Rarity screamed and tightened her eyes shut as she felt Spike’s claws grope and tug at her tender flesh, lightly raking his claws against her breasts. “Spike, wait . . . not so rough, you’re too rough,” She cried as tears welled in the corner of her eyes. “You’re going to rip them off!”

Spike didn’t reply; he simply leaned down with his mouth open and teeth bare as he took her right breasts into his mouth. Rarity’s head arched back in pain as Spike’s teeth dug into her as he sucked and licked her erect nipple. Rarity found herself getting short of breath, trying to hold her breath through Spike’s assault. Her heart was racing, her chest heaving, but through all the pain, she felt her marehood getting wetter by the second. “S-S-Spike, p-p-please . . . stop,” She pleaded.

Spike growled as he pulled his mouth and hands away from her breast. “I can’t enjoy my meal with you yammering on. Looks like I’ll have to silence that mouth of yours first.” He said as he pulled himself up and looked at her.

As Spike proceeded to pull his pants down, Rarity felt the pain slowly subsiding. With every heave of her chest, she felt a hot stinging sensation and she was starting to like it. When he pulled her head up, her eyes opened to see Spike’s raging member lying right in front of her. Her eyes widened in shock as her face went red. “Okay, Rarity, it’s tea time and I got a special brew for you. It’s called Spike’s Special Milk Tea,” he said positioning his body with his knees on either side of her chest. “Don’t worry, it’s all organic.”

Before Rarity could do anything, Spike grabbed the base of his phallus and jammed it into Rarity’s muzzle. Spike slowly guided his member into her warm mouth as Rarity tightened her eyes, feeling her jaw growing wider by the second. When he felt his member couldn't go any deeper, he looked at Rarity’s bright red face as her eyes glazed over in a daze. “Oh, don’t get relaxed yet, I’m nowhere near done.”

In that instance, Spike slightly pulled his member out and gave a powerful thrust, sending his dick right into her throat. Rarity’s eyes widened in shock as she found her windpipe blocked by the width of Spike’s member. Spike felt the walls of her throat convulsing as she struggled to breath and shudder at the sensation. “Ah, congratulations, Rarity, you finally managed to deep throat me,” He smiled at her as tears fell down from her eyes. “Now, let’s keep going.”

Spike grabbed her head, keeping it still as he pulled out and began to thrust his member back in. Rarity felt the inside of her throat burn as Spike’s member brushed against the walls of her throat as she gagged and coughed with each thrust. 'By Celestia this hurts, but it feels . . . good.' She thought to herself. Each pang of pain brought a sense of satisfaction to Rarity and with every twitch his member made inside her mouth the more she found she wanted more, but even in heaven air is still needed and as such her thoughts followed accordingly, 'air I need air, somepony help me!’ She begged her tears and drool flowing down her face as her vision began to blur ‘I feel like I’ll pass out, how does Pinkie do this? Wait, she told me how to do this once before. She said to relax your throat and breath through your nose.'
Rarity took a breath through her nose and focused on relaxing her throat. After a couple of thrust, Spike felt Rarity’s throat loosen up, making it easier to thrust. “Ah, there you go, Rarity, now you’re getting used to it.” He said as he watched her face start to relax and her tears stopped flowing.

Rarity began to moan in pleasure, finally using her tongue to lick and wrap around his dick as Spike continued to thrust. Spike closed his eyes as smoke poured out of his nostrils and he began to thrust faster. In that moment, Rarity felt Spike member throb and grow inside her mouth. 'Spike, your dick is getting bigger; you’re going to cum aren’t you? Yes, cum, cum down my throat,' She mentally pleaded.

“Argh, I can’t hold it,” he groaned, “I’m gonna cum!”

And with a final thrust, Spike jammed his member down Rarity’s throat as he felt his oncoming orgasm explode. Rarity let out a loud moan as she felt the burning sensation as Spike’s seed coated her throat and flew right into her stomach. 'Ah, yes, I can feel it all in my stomach, now I know why Pinkie likes it so much.' Rarity could not believe it, the heat emanating from her stomach was a first for her and knowing it was Spike that caused it was merely the same as putting an angel in heaven, for her.

Even though he was still cumming, Spike pulled his member from her throat, as another load spurted into her mouth, coating her tongue and when he finally pulled out one final spurt shot out and coated her face. Rarity gasped for air with her mouth agape. She slowly opened her eyes to see cum still drizzling from Spike’s member. “First, . . . you ravage my chest and then . . . you rape my throat,” She spoke between breaths. “Yes, . . . this is what I wanted. I wanted this . . . more than anything. Spike, please, rape me.”

“What?” He asked with a raised eyebrow.

“Rape me. Take me, ravage me, ruin me; make me yours and only yours. I know I’m a prideful mare and that I’ve made you wait so long, but now I can say it freely. I want you to act like the beast you are and make me your property. I want you to fuck every hole I have and mark me as your own. Fuck me and make me your personal filthy whore, Spike!” She told him.
Hearing that flipped a switch in Spike mind as he snorted and a puff of green flames shout out and a wide toothy grin stretched across his face. “In that case,” Spike said as he leaned in close to face. “Let’s have some real fun.”

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Elsewhere, back at the mansion. Twilight was outside pulling the laundry down. “Hmm, it’s getting pretty late,” She said looking at the setting sun on the horizon. “The others should be getting back by now. I wonder what they’re doing?”
As she folded a shirt and placed it in the basket another thought came to mind. “And what happened to Fluttershy,” She said looking around in confusion. “She was helping me and I’ve been doing this by myself all day. Where did that Pegasus run off to?”

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Elsewhere, back in Rarity’s Punishment room. Spike was sitting on his knees, putting the finishing touches on his new punishment for Rarity. “Spike, what is it you’re going to do to me?” She asked.

“Alright, that should do it.” Spike said as he pulled back to admire his work.

Rarity now laid before him lying on her chest with her butt hanging in the air with her marehood in completely view, her hands tied behind her back and an average sized studded dildo underneath her legs. “Spike, this is such an embarrassing position, I’m completely exposed.”

“Damn right you are,” He chuckled as he leaned closer to her dripping pussy. “You’re such a High Society pony and yet you’re already soaking wet, how shameful.”

“Forgive me, Spike, my deepest apologizes, it’s just your punishments feel so good . . .”

“Then it’s not a proper punishment then,” He said as he reached down and grabbed the dildo. He flipped the switch at the base on and the vibrator hummed to life. “Now, let’s start with this,” Spike said as he put his hand on Rarity’s ass and slowly began to insert the dildo inside. “Here we go.”

Rarity moaned and shrieked as she felt the dildo vibrating against her walls and Spike forced it in. “It’s in. It went in,” She cried out in ecstasy.

“Now, don’t let it fall out, or else,” Spike warned her.

“Yes, I understand.”

Spike grabbed the base of his stiff phallus and aimed it at its new target, lightly prodding at Rarity’s back entrance. “Spike, wait, that place is-”

“Hey, this is a punishment remember,” He interrupted her. “You don’t have a say in it.”

With that said, Spike gave a strong thrust pushing his member all the way inside Rarity’s back door. Rarity tightened her eyes and gasped as she felt Spike’s dick spread her ass wide open. Spike started thrusting inside Rarity’s tight hole as he said, “I know you’re not a big fan of anal, do you hate me now?”

“No, Spike, never, I’m starting to like this. Now you’ve finally used all my holes . . . it’s feels so good.” She moaned in delight.

“Oh yeah,” Spike said as he stopped thrusting, “then how do you like this?”

Spike raised his hand and then swung it with great force, slapping Rarity’s plump right butt cheek. Rarity’s screamed as a wave of pain washed over, leaving stinging sensation on her plot. Spike gave another swing, striking Rarity’s cheek, causing her to scream. “How is it?” He asked.

“It hurts . . . but it feels amazing too,” She said as Spike gave another swing. “More, more, please, Spike, punish me more!”

“Alright,” Spike said as he stopped smacking her right cheek then swung at her left cheek. “I’ll give you more.”

Spike started thrusting again as he started slapping her left cheek and as he smacked her ass; he felt her tightening up around his member. Rarity moaned, shrieked and shuddered at once. The stimulation was too much as she felt her mind going blank. The vibrator in her pussy, Spike in her ass and slapping it as well; all this stimulation was more than she ever felt before and she knew Spike was the only one who could make her feel this way. “Spike, this feels amazing,” She shrieked in a daze as her tongue hung out of her mouth. “I don’t know how much longer I can last.”

Spike stopped slapping her ass, leaving both cheeks bright red and then grabbed her tied up wrists and hauled her up as he started thrusting harder. “Wow, Rarity, your asshole’s squeezing me real tight!” He groaned as smoke poured out form his nostrils.

“Spike, please, cum in my asshole, mark my last hole with your seed and make me yours,” She told him as she felt the walls of her pussy convulsing, “yes, I’m about to cum too! I’m cumming!”

“Rarity!” Spike groaned as he gave a final thrust.

Rarity screamed in ecstasy as their orgasms hit like waves. Rarity felt Spike dragon seed filling her asshole as her orgasm forced the dildo to shoot out of her pussy and onto the wet puddle on the bed. The two were breathing heavily as Spike let go of her wrists and she collapsed to onto the bed on her side. When he calmed down enough, Spike pulled his dick from Rarity’s asshole and saw his seed leaking out of the gaping hole his member left. Spike sighed heavily from exhaustion as he grabbed his shorts and started putting them on. “ . . . Ike,” Rarity called out weakly.

He turned to look at her and saw she was out, but talking in her sleep. “Spike . . . I know I’m a . . . prideful mare but . . . I love you . . . more than the . . . biggest diamond . . . in all of Equestria,” She spoke between breathes. “That’s why . . . I give myself to you . . . absolutely and completely . . . I’ll be anything for you . . . so please, let me be yours . . . forever.”

Spike stood up from the bed and picked Rarity up in his arms He laid her down and untied her hands, as he looked her body over. ‘Man, I really went all out on her,’ he thought to himself as he looked at the bite and claw marks on her chest. ‘Hmm, those probably won’t leave anything unsightly, but still.’ He thought as he scratched his head. “She’ll be fine.” He muttered as he pulled the covers over her and leaded down to kiss her forehead.

He walked over to the door and stopped for a moment as one thought came to his mind. ‘Geez, what are these mares doing to me.’ He shook his head and then walked out the door, leaving Rarity to her slumber.