The Clop Werk Files: Dash's Toy

Alright... So, this is a thing, it happened, could have been better, this is why I'm practicing clop.
I've been writing for other threads lately, just seeing what should be wrote about, trying to expand what I write.
Then I ran into this:

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 16439770  Anonymous Sat Feb 22 16:02:14 2014 No.16439770

"I wasn't asking your permission, Anon! NOW BEND OVER!"

So I wrote a little something...
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"W-wait... What?"
>"You heard me!"
"Dash, you're being ridiculous."
>"DAMN IT ANON I BOUGHT THE STRAP ON FOR YOU!"
"W-wait... What?"
>"Ugh! Idiot, is 'wait... what?' the only thing you can say?!"
>You can't believe this conversation is happening.
>... While putting on your clothes in the morning.
>You just buttoned up your shirt, getting ready for work.
"Dash, I don't even know where you got the idea of pegging being my fetish."
>"Psh, b-b-b-BULLSHIT!"
>You turn around to her shocked from her outburst.
>Surely enough, you see Dash wearing a strap on, black harness with a pink dildo.
"Dash, in case you haven't noticed, I'm getting ready for work."
>"Work can wait! Now bend over! You still don't have you pants on y'know!"
>...Oh fuck.
>Oh for fuck's sake, you'll have to make a mental note that Dash can't stay during the nights.
>Lately she's been hanging around at your place, every morning she is always some fetish she pushes on you.
>Today, it's pegging.
"Dash, where is this all coming from?"
>Fluttering up to eye level with you, you feel the dildo rub against stomach, sliding downward.
>Her eyes clearly showing she's determined to peg you.
>"You're telling me..."
>She lets her words trail off while she grasps the length of the dildo and stokes it.
>Biting her lip, her eyes become half-lidded.
>"You don't want this to fill your ass?"
"..."

>Sweat starts to drip down your forehead, afraid to answer the question.
>While that does sound appealing, you've got work.
>Stuttering your words, you point at the door.
"B-b-but work."
>"Tsh, fuck work."
"Dash, I'm already running late as it is, look can we just talk about this later?"
>"Yeeeah not gonna happen. Now c'mon Anon, I already know you like it."
>You cross your arms, giving her a look of disbelief.
"I never said I did. Again, where are you getting this from?"
>She inches her face closer to your, licking her lips.
>Placing a gentle peck on your check, you blush, her mouth moves close to your ear.
>"You're hard right now," she whispers. "Now Anon, we can do this the easy way or the hard way, what's it gonna be?"
>[TOWEL NEEDED]
>Dash continues.
>"Either way, you're going to be late for work and you're going to bend over and take it like the little bitch you are."
>She comes face to face with you again, her smug smirk gets under your skin.
>Her eyes shift toward your lance, which is standing at attention.
>"Mhm, as I thought. You always loved a mare taking charge."
>You check your wrist for the watch that isn't there.
>Tapping your wrist you shuffle your feet toward the door.
"Hoho I'm running late gonna g-"
>A smack found it's way to across your face, you tear up.
>You rubbed the afflicted area with a hand.
"Motherfucker!"
>What? Hooves fucking hurt!
>"Awww, you gonna cry now? Just LIKE a bitch."
>Stumbling away you face toward the bed, you bump into the foot of your bed, you catch your balance at the last minute.
"Damn it Dash I HAVE TO GO!"
>She chuckles at you yet again.
>"So it's gonna be the hard way huh? I was hoping so, it'll be fun breaking you."

>"Enough with the games, it's peggin' time."
>Before you can blink, she tackles you, causing you to fall over on the bed face first.
>Dash forelegs already around your torso, making a healthy laugh from the gut.
>You clench your anus as tightly as you can to deny her access.
>Shortly after, Dash's toy prods your entrance, at the moment, you're more focused on getting away.
>Of all the days, why today?
>Why not a weekend when you don't have shit to do?!
>"Clenching on me huh? Aww, a little shy?"
>Carefully, you feel the tip of the toy poking, pushing into your rump.
>You try to crawl away, but since Dash has wings, it's like she's the hawk and you're the snake.
>"Loosen up bitch!"
>With a brutal thrust, she loosens you herself, smoothly pushing inward.
>A grunt escapes her lips, when you reached the foot of your bed trying to get away from her.
>The pain is unbearable, you reach for a pillow.
>"That's it bitch, bite the pillow. Ugh, you're so beta! You need a mare to take charge."
>Squinting your eyes and wincing while she pushes deeper into you.
>Having something foreign going up an place that's usually an exit can seriously mess with someone.
>Finally stopping, she proceeds to pull out slowly. All the while Dash talks more shit.
>"You need /me/ to take charge."
>She stops at your rears entrance, you feel her right fore-leg move away.
>Then you felt her rubbing her hooves along her make-shift cock.
>With delicacy, she rims around the entrance with the head, making her usual chuckle.
>You manage to grab the pillow, seeing no point in trying to fight Dash on this.
>Why? Well, for one, she's the fastest pony around, you can't escape her.
>Pegging /is/ your fetish.
>And well, fuck work. Helping out at Sweet Apple Acres is the most tiring thing, it takes a lot out of you.
>"Giving up?"
>You let out a sigh.
"Y-yeah..."
>"Gonna lemme fuck your butt, faggot?"
"Why did I teach you that word?"

>"Oh shut up."
>You can feel her warm breath coming down your neck and back.
>Her warm fur on your back and around your stomach.
>And her toy that she's trying to break in is all the more arousing.
>"You know what do to, face down, ass up. C'mon, pet."
>Complying with her command, you decide it might be best to bite the pillow as well.
>Yet another pump makes it way into your ass.
>You clench around the toy, trying your best to keep any moan to yourself.
>Dash starts to get into the grove of things, her humps getting more slow and passionate.
>Your dick is hard enough to slice through diamonds like it's warmed butter.
>Dash stops at the hilt, giving you a chance to get used to your new-found friend.
>On the verge of pulling out once more, you're in a complete state of bliss.
>Just the thought alone of Dash pegging you puts you on the verge of cumming right now.
>So you reach for your erection to stroke it a little.
>Only to have Dash brutally slam into your anus, a wet smack flooding your ears.
>You grunt aloud and asshole puckers.
"Dash what the hell?"
>"No stroking, faggot. Trust me on this, now bite the pillow."
>You follow her command, having a feeling she's going to get a little rough.
>To your surprise, she's a little gentle, keeping at a slow pace.
>For the most part, you just relaxed, waiting for the real arousal to happen.
>"Wait fooor it."
>Followed by a grunt, Dash thrusts into you once more and hits... the spot.
"Unf~"
>The pleasure shot off the charts, you push your ass against Rainbow Dash in hopes she hits it again.
>She laughs to herself.
>"Well whaddya know? The little bitch likes it! Alright, pet."
>Double time engaged.
>Picking up her pace, she makes every effort to hit the sweet spot over and over again.
>She breaks a sweat working you over, the air getting thick.
>Her filling your ass with her shaft, becoming animistic with her love making.

>It didn't take long to get close.
>You completely surrender to your desires.
>Why... Resist?
>Only her, only she knows how to make you submit to her will.
>Is this really happening? You wonder.
>The sound of wet smacks and the feel of a different level of pleasure indicates so.
>Heck the fact that she's getting off to this as well is just surreal.
>"Getting close, pet?"
"MMmf~"
>"I'll take that as a yes."
>Feeling the flood coming on, Dash gives you her last ditch effort to make you cum.
>Her nearly violent pumps hitting the pleasure spot is sending the stimuli on overdrive.
>You have a moment of mindless lust overwhelming your being, making you shiver nearly.
>"Mhm, just like a little bitch, go on, waste that load, cuuuum."
"UNF~"
>Cum streams out of your dick finding that you're more or less spraying cum all over your spreadsheets.
>For a while, your dick makes crazy spasms unloading your dick snot.
"Aaaahh~"
>You feel drained of energy, your body turning limp, your boner dying down.
>Letting out an exhausted sigh, you collapse, Dash's toy is still in your ass.
>Falling on your back, she pants right in your ear.
>"Now," she says before catching her breath. "Was that hot or what?"
"I'm sooo going to be late for work."

[spoiler] Please forgive me Flutterrape, I still love you.[/spoiler]