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- "No."
- >You place down your coffee and push back in your chair.
- >Rarity looks crestfallen and all but crawls halfway across the table after you.
- >"Anonymous, please! Just listen to my offer, will you?"
- "I already know what your offer is and I'm telling you no. I've left those days behind me."
- >Crossing your arms over your chest, you glare at the dressmaker.
- >Oh.
- >Oh no.
- >The lip quiver.
- >The sapphire eyed unicorn trembles slightly as she pouts up at you.
- >Ugh, this is one reason you left Ponyville in the first place.
- >Grabbing the seat of your chair, you move back to the table, much to Rarity's delight.
- "Fine. You have two minutes."
- >"Wonderful darling, but I shall only need one."
- >Clearing her throat, the pampered pony smiles.
- >"As you may be aware, I have decided to expand my business into Canterlot."
- "I had no idea."
- >Almost immediately, the unicorn deflates and scowls at you.
- >"Come now, you must have heard something about Canterlot Carousel. It's the talk of the town; I'm even on the cover of Cosmare magazine!"
- "I don't read frou-frou articles."
- >Rarity's mouth pops open and you tap your wristwatch.
- "Time's wasting."
- >"Yes, of course. Well, I've encountered a little hiccup with my manager, one Sassy Saddles. I believe that she means well, but I simply cannot have her continue to dominate my store any longer!"
- >Her hooves snake out and wrap around your hand as you reach to check your watch again.
- >"I simply MUST create; I can hardly breathe with all this Princess Excess I'm stuck manufacturing! You are the only creature in all of Equestria that I can turn to!"
- "You're exaggerating again."
- >Rarity's tongue darts out and wets her lips.
- >"Only just a touch, dear Anonymous. I would much prefer an old friend take care of this than bring in somepony new. Confidentiality and all of that."
- >Sighing, you reach out with your free hand and take a sip of coffee.
- "You know that I left that world behind, don't you?"
- >Rarity rolls her eyes and offers a smile.
- >"Oh I am quite sure about that. You can't fool my eyes dear, there's a part of you that is aching to get out and stretch your limbs again. Don't you miss the rush? The excitement?"
- "If I say no, will you be disappointed?"
- >"I will be very hard pressed to believe you. A creature of your talents ignoring what it's good at simply goes against the natural order of things."
- >Now it's your turn to roll your eyes.
- "She says, sitting in a world where ponies raise and lower the stars."
- >"Pardon?"
- "Forget it."
- >Shaking your head, you pull your hand away from her hooves and check the watch.
- >Still thirty seconds.
- "Don't get it twisted; we're not friends anymore. But let's just say I take you up on this. What's my cut?"
- >Rarity doesn't miss a beat.
- >"Well I have this concept for a coat and tophat combination that's simply to die for and-"
- "Not going to cover it."
- >The unicorn puffs out her cheeks.
- >"Of course not, but if you would let me finish."
- >There's a valuable three second pause before she smiles.
- >"Three Pinkie Passes."
- >Out of instinct, you slap the table.
- "Done."
- >"Marvelous!"
- >Shit!
- >That conniving daughter of a narwhal!
- >Gritting your teeth, you glare at the smug pony as she fishes out some bits.
- >"Glad to see that you are still as sharp as ever when it comes to a good deal."
- "You know all that's on top of my usual fee."
- >"I know."
- >Rarity smirks.
- >"Remember, it's Sassy Saddles."
- "Right."
- >You give Rarity a light wave and watch as she trots back to her store.
- >Nursing your coffee, you remain at the storefront for a while longer, fuming.
- >Despite her rather upbeat attitude, the mare looked like death warmed over.
- >And even still she pulled a fast one on you.
- >Maybe you're losing your step.
- "Or maybe"
- >You grumble to yourself
- "Maybe that's why I left the business in the first place."
- >Whatever.
- >The waiter is starting to give you the stink eye.
- >And you've got a job to prepare for.
- >Sassy snarls as she tromps out of the Canterlot Carousel.
- >"The nerve of that mare! All I suggested was that we streamline production of the Princess Dress and she just snaps!"
- >Huffing and puffing, she storms down an alley.
- >Perfect.
- >"Well, she'll have to bend when we get an even greater number of orders so-"
- >You hit the ground behind her with a thud.
- >Sassy stops midstride and glances back at you.
- >Her jaw drops as her eyes go up, up, up.
- >There's a sharp intake of breath.
- >She's ready to scream.
- >And that's when you pounce on her, slap a hand over her snout and tackle her to the ground.
- >The long-limbed unicorn stumbles and falls, rolling a fair distance with you along the cobblestone walkway.
- >Sassy grunts and groans into your palm as you finally come to a stop.
- >Her eyes are unfocused and limbs unsteady, giving you time to hop on top of the prone pony, pressing your weight down into her back.
- >She doesn't like that very much, but there isn't anything that she can do about it either.
- >Despite being out of the game for so long, it feels kind of nice to get back to something familiar.
- >And, if you were pressed, you might even admit that your heart is jackhammering in excitement.
- >Oh wow, you've actually missed this!
- >So you grin as she casts a look back at you and sneers into your palm.
- >Leaning down close, you whisper in her ear
- "Listen, don't blame me; it's just a job. I don't even want to do it, but you know what they say about the right price."
- >She mumbles something into your hand.
- >You aren't interested in anything that she can offer though.
- >Reading your hand, you breathe hotly into her ear.
- [spoiler]"Nothing personal, kid."[/spoiler]
- >And strike.
- >Sassy stiffens
- >She cries into your palm.
- >And then falls limp.
- >With a sigh, you climb off your target and wipe your gloved hands on your pants.
- >Sassy's body still twitches, as though entirely unaware as to what has just happened.
- >Hardly surprising, most of your targets end up like this.
- >Pulling out a cigarette, you light up and look down at her glassy eyes.
- >She blinks, slowly coming back to reality and you grin down at her.
- "The problem with mares like you is that you're too high strung. You've tried to keep the world under your own purview and have lost control of everything as a result."
- >Her lips sputter uselessly as her legs twitch.
- >Ah, right, might be good to take care of those.
- >As you bind her hind and forelegs, you continue to taunt her.
- "While you're focused on the outside world, the universe inside you is out of balance. Look."
- >You press two slightly slick fingers to Sassy's muzzle.
- >She flinches back from the smell on reflex.
- "That's you. I touched you once and you gushed all over the street like a dam broke inside you."
- >Tying her muzzle shut as well, you pick up the awkwardly long mare and carry her down the street.
- >She squirms about but between her orgasm induced lethargy and bound limbs, she's not going anywhere.
- "Now, what's say we get started pulling that stick out of your ass?"
- >Sassy's eyes are wide with terror.
- >Terror that fuels your boner.
- >You'll have to thank Rarity for this tomorrow...
- >
- "You're a twat."
- >You cross your arms over your chest as a rejuvenated Rarity titters.
- >"Oh Anonymous, you're such a kidder!"
- >All around, several ponies are looking through the store, noting the sheer number of available styles.
- >A few are put off at the lack of a Princess Dress, but the marshmallow unicorn is quick to help them find something else to suit their needs.
- >After assisting a rather sullen looking mare, Rarity turns back to you.
- >"I trust everything went well?"
- "As well as can be expected."
- >You give a small sigh as you hold out your arms and let the diminutive dressmaker measure your wingspan.
- >She tuts and makes a few notes on her pad.
- >"Hm, indeed. You know, Ponyville was quite distraught to lose their most valuable escort."
- "I don't really care about that. I made my money, got out of town, and now I'm living an easy life here in Canterlot."
- >You pause, long enough to lift your chin and get another measurement.
- "Rather, I was until you decided that I shouldn't leave the business. I wanted to get away from all of that."
- >Another tut from the fashionista.
- >"We all have our gifts, Anonymous. Yours just happens to be a repertoire of sexual creativity that makes mares blush and then gush."
- >You want to respond, but a few giggles cut you off.
- >They're staring at the two of you.
- >Clicking your tongue in frustration, you remain silent.
- >But Rarity's not having any of that.
- >"So."
- >She begins, dragging out the word as though she were pulling thread.
- >"Where is Sassy now?"
- >You huff and look away.
- "...Right now I've got her locked away with a bit and bridle on; well stimulated at the other end too of course. She seems really excited about the prospect of pulling a cart through town tonight."
- >"Seems?"
- >Rarity raises an eyebrow, and a devilish smile dances across your lips.
- "Well I can't say for certain when she's got a bar of metal in her mouth, but if the floor around her hooves is any indication, she's slick at the thought."
- >"How positively debasing!"
- >Rarity lets looks a ghastly, girlish giggle.
- >You can't help but join in.
- >Hopefully Sassy will keep quiet once you cut her loose tomorrow.
- >If not, you can always give her a regular rutting.
- >One mare isn't a problem after all, it's just having a whole town after your di-
- >"GAAAAAASP! NONNAPUSS?"
- >Your heart drops.
- "Oh no."
- >"Oh dear."
- >Rarity joins in.
- >"OHHHH YES!"
- >A blur of pink and fuzz bursts into the storefront and tackles you to the ground.
- >Pinkie Pie's haunches press firmly into your crotch, a grin as wide as a canyon on her snout.
- >"Omigosh I found you I found you I found you!"
- >You gulp, staring up into the eyes of your former number one client.
- "Hi, Pin-"
- >Words come out in a sudden, strangled gasp as the party pony begins bouncing her flank up and down in excitement.
- >You look to Rarity, who offers a sly smile.
- >"This will be one, you realize?"
- >You bob your head, unable to speak.
- >With a small nod, Rarity's horn lights up.
- >The bouncing stops abruptly as Pinkie is lifted off of you and quickly deposited on a mannequin made in your own image.
- >The earth pony mare is, of course, completely oblivious as she babbles incessantly at the featureless face in front of her.
- >Getting to your feet, you dust yourself off and look at Rarity.
- "I suppose I'll come back when things are a little slower."
- >"You do that dear."
- >It's hard not to smile at the dressmaker as she makes a gentle shooing motion with her hoof.
- >But as you turn, you hear her call after you.
- >"By the way, darling; since you are back in business, can you squeeze me in at my usual time?"
- >Glancing back you scowl and she bats her eyes and pouts.
- >"I have been such a naughty girl after all, and I'll be spending more time here in the future so..."
- >You don't bother to reply and turn on your heel, storming out of Canterlot Carousel.
- >This is not how things are supposed to go.
- >Maybe you'll have better luck blending into the big city of Manehattan.
- >But that's going to cost a good chunk of change.
- >That means work...
- "Ugh"
- >How does Rarity always seem to manage to ruin a good thing?
- >You grumble a few choice words as you walk down the streets, kicking a pebble in front of you.
- >Whatever.
- >One thing at a time.
- >Sassy has to be broken first.
- >You try not to get too excited at the thought.
- >It doesn't work...
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