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- >Day 15 as the owner of Spike.
- >You got him cheap from Twilight.
- >She said something about not being able to deal with him now that's he's grown.
- >She quickly turned him over to you with warnings of strange behavior, but you haven't seen him do anything too weird yet.
- >Aside from him insisting on wearing a french maid's outfit.
- >And begging to sleep at your feet.
- >But that's not so bad.
- >It's kinda cute!
- >I mean, what harm is he?
- >He does everything you ask, without complaint, right away.
- >Even things you didn't know you want done get done.
- >Like foot rubs and stuff.
- >You wonder where that little guy is now?
- >You rise from your seat on the couch to look for him.
- >Now that you think about it, Spike's actions are sort of strange.
- >But maybe he's just built to serve?
- >He's even taken to calling you master.
- >But that's just a little joke between the two of you ...hopefully.
- >You are in the basement, alone, with the laundry.
- >With one claw you open up the washing machine's door, emptying the contents of the laundry basket inside.
- >A single article falls to the floor, right at your feet.
- >Your breathing becomes labored.
- >Picking the boxers up, you raise them to your face.
- >Master's thick musk is overwhelming.
- >Your panties get a bit tight as your small erection grows.
- >Despite being older, your parts haven't matured.
- >That's perfect, just the way you want them.
- >With your offhand your creep down below, slipping off the small, pink panties, exposing your dick.
- >Your frilly skirt pokes up as you begin stroking, you place the boxers down there.
- >The feel of master's used boxers against your cock is amazing.
- >If master were to catch you down here doing something lewd like this you'd be punished!
- >The thought sends shiver down your spine.
- >Imagine all he would do to you!
- >P-perhaps he would use a whip.
- >You nearly blow your load right onto Master's underwear.
- >"Spike?" you hear in the distance, the sound of footsteps getting louder.
- >In fear you toss the boxers into the wash and pull up the panties around your ankles.
- >Just in the nick of time you turn around the moment Anonymous opens the basement door.
- >"Oh, there you are, doing the laundry, eh?"
- "Y-yes, sir," you say with an intense blush.
- >He looks down.
- >Now he's blushing.
- >What's wrong?
- >Your heart sinks, feeling your erection pressing against the soft fabric of your underwear.
- >"G-guess I'll see you later."
- >Shamefully you spin around and get back to doing the wash, Anonymous leaving without a word...
- >OH MAN.
- >That's what Twilight was talking about.
- >Spike must be very "active" down there.
- >Ah, he's a growing boy, that's going to happen.
- >What's he in human years? 17? 18?
- >As long as he doesn't do anything funny, it's harmless, right?
- >You head upstairs, hoping to catch some rest.
- >Spike should be in later.
- >It's probably best to ignore it and keep quiet, don't wanna embarrass him.
- >You fall asleep reading, Spike never comes...
- >You are panicking!
- >Master saw that you were aroused.
- >He may punish you for being so lewd in front of you.
- >He's probably up there waiting to spank you.
- >With a gasp you once again feel a rising in your dick.
- >The though of master's hand slapping your firm ass arouses you.
- >A bead of pre stains your underwear.
- >The wash has been done for hours now, but you've been stuck in a limbo of unsure.
- >Do you go up to bed or stay down here?
- >Perhaps if you show him how willing you are to serve he will forgive you.
- >Yes, that's it!
- >You scurry upstairs after folding the clothes.
- >Master's room is dark when you get there.
- >He must have feel asleep.
- >His snoring is so loud.
- >Carefully you creep over to his bed.
- >You could still show him your love, even while he's asleep.
- >Thankfully he's covered by nothing else but thin pajamas.
- >It's hard to keep your breathing straight with your arousal exciting you.
- >With one claw you carefully slide down his pants.
- >It's a grueling, slow, task and you nearly poke him with your unworthy cock a few times while doing it.
- >But after all that Master's tool is finally unveiled.
- >It's semi-stiff, laying to the side...
- >So big, so masculine.
- >Your mouth waters.
- >With one hand you bring up his massive member.
- >S-so beautiful.
- >Your own, small, pitiful cock strains against its pink, frilly prison.
- >Carefully, you begin pumping with two hands, licking the head with your long serpent tongue.
- >The taste is heavenly.
- >Far past any of your fantasies.
- >Hopefully Master will find this offering pleasing, and allow you more.
- >Having had a lick of his cock, you doubt how you could go back to a life without it.
- >After some teasing, you move on to the next stage.
- >This is something you've been practicing on your feather duster.
- >You wrap your tongue around his cock, and then envelope it in your mouth, sucking and bobbing up and down on it.
- >It pulses as you work, s-so warm...
- >Master will probably cum soon, you think, feeling the head of his dick enlarge ever so slightly in your maw.
- >"S-spike?" you hear in the darkness, followed immediately by a grunt of pleasure.
- >Master's hips thrust forward of their own volition, slamming his cock into your throat as he cums.
- >Quickly you work to get as much as possible on your tongue, savoring every cell of master's seed.
- >Your mouth is unworthy of his love, but you hope he makes this small concession for you.
- >His taste is divine.
- >A bit of a salty, sweet mixture, nectar from your god.
- >"W-what the hell are you doing?" he asks, softly nudging you away from him.
- >He convulses in pleasure as your tongue unwraps.
- >His face doesn't show anger.
- >Is he pleased with your performance?
- "I-I am serving, sir," you say, stuttering.
- >"I-I..." he signs.
- "A-are you not pleased?"
- >"I can't think about this right now...we'll discuss this in the morning. Just, get off of me...jeez."
- "Spike...I appreciate your enthusiasm, but this is a little weird," you say after a sip of coffee.
- >Coffee Spike made...
- >"It's not weird at all, I am just serving!" he pleads to you.
- >His eyes are big and watery and sad.
- >How can you be mad at that?
- >And how can you be mad at him after what he did?
- >"Master, I'm willing to serve you in anyway, please let me! I'll do anything you command."
- >Hey.
- >This could be good.
- >Why does this have to be bad?
- >You're both very consenting.
- >VERY CONSENTING.
- >Why not indulge yourself a little?
- >You've earned it...
- >Living off autism bux and the gubamint for years now, really working hard.
- "Alright. Don't worry, I'm not mad or anything. This can be good, so uh, is there anything you want me to do to you?"
- >Spike perks up.
- >You've never owned a dog before.
- >But now you own two.
- >Spike and a rather happy tame-ber wolf walk in front of you, both of them on leashes.
- >Spike has made a rather strange request of you.
- >Self-imposed punishment for his actions last night.
- >You aren't about to complain.
- >Especially after he kept asking.
- >Being the DOM is hard some times.
- >You lead the two of them to the town's square.
- >The scene has attracted a few eyes.
- >You blush a bit, unfamiliar with the attention.
- >Hopefully this is legal in Ponyville...
- >You've been a bad dragon.
- >And Master is punishing you today in front of the public.
- >Now you will learn your lesson.
- >Master forces you onto your knees, your cuffed claws supporting you.
- >Your firm ass is stuck up, your face in the dirt.
- >Master leads to the dog to you.
- >The beast sniffs at your behind.
- >Out of the corner of your eye you think you see a crowd forming.
- >Your breathing become erratic as your panties are slide down.
- >"Y-you ready to receive your punishment, servant?" Master asks.
- "P-please, give me another chance!"
- >Despite your words inside you want nothing other than to be punished.
- >"You've had your chance."
- >The timber wolf slams against your rear.
- >A few of the onlookers gasp.
- >The warm cock of the feral beast presses against you, causing you to gasp.
- >The wolf lines up with your butt, its wooden hindlegs brushing yours.
- >It thrust forward, pushing you deeper into the ground.
- "Ah!" you gasp, mouth hanging open.
- >So big, it's tearing you apart.
- >With a bit of shame you realize this means your ass is not good enough for Master, or even a stallion.
- >You're fit for the lowest possible mate.
- >To be used like a slut, below even the lowest.
- >The wolf continues thrusting.
- >He's tearing you apart, the feeling rousing your own, small prick.
- >Master comes around your front.
- >With his hand he brings up your chin.
- >Teary eyed and panting you look up at him.
- >With two of his fingers he starts prodding in your mouth, fucking your face with his fingers.
- >You eagerly lap at him, hoping to please him in some way, all the while a wolf hammering at your backdoor.
- >Master unzips his pants, unveiling his own cock.
- >I-Is he going to give you a treat?
- >He stuffs himself into your mouth in place of his fingers, choking you.
- >You're stuffed to the brim, both ends being used and abused with wild abandon.
- >Out of your watery eye you spot a ring of ponies forming.
- >Stallions and mares alike have gathered to see you used like the whore you are.
- >The wolf picks up his pace, knot expanding, he starts cumming inside you.
- >Anonymous is still going at your face.
- >The wolf twists around, still stuck with you.
- >Master is wrecking your throat with his cock, but you don't have a single complaint.
- >He grunts before slamming forward one more time, cumming deep in your throat.
- >You don't get a treat this time, that's how deep he is in you.
- >He withdraws himself and slaps your cheek stiffly once, leaving you to mewl in the dirt, cum dripping out of both ends.
- >Another perfect day.
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