Branded - Chapter 6 AKAME JAN 15TH, 2013


                                            >You are Anon, AKA Duchess.

                                            >How long has it been since you entered this forsaken basement?

                                            >Hours, yes… but how many?

                                            >It's been long enough that the sun could be seen going down through a small window one the wall.

                                            >At least seven hours then...

                                            >You sigh as you look over the progress you have made on the Apple's paperwork.

                                            >The office in completely clean.

                                            >Files are organized according to date and if payment has been made.

                                            >You had finished organizing a short while ago and took to sweeping the cellar.

                                            >You attempted to leave a few times, but the fear of Applejack's vengeance prevented it.

                                            >You just stop when you reach the foot of the staircase…

                                            >Like some kind of irrational response to something you can't perceive.

                                            *Sigh*

                                            >…

                                            >God you have to take a leak.

                                            >There is no bathroom down here, and you'll be damned if you just go in the corner like some animal.

                                            >Out of the edge of your eye, you spot an empty cider barrel.

                                            >…

                                            >Only as a last resort.

                                            >…

                                            >You continue to sweep up the cellar and try to analyze your situation.

                                            >As you clean, you see a dim glint behind the cider barrel.

                                            >Curious, you approach the glimmer's source.

                                            >Reaching behind the wooden container, you pick up the object.

                                            >It was a small mirror.

                                            >Old from the looks of it.

                                            >It was slightly smaller than a normal hand mirror, and had an ornate design engraved on the back.

                                            >Rarity would probably kill Applejack to get this.

                                            >You stare at your reflection in the mirror.

                                            >You think back to your earlier theory.

                                            >That pang you experienced in your chest…

                                            >It always occurs when next to a mare.

                                            >And if you're right…

                                            >You stretch the neck of your shirt down.

                                            >You almost drop the mirror when you see the brand.

                                            >Apples.

                                            >Not Gems, or Insects… Apples.

                                            >So it IS mares that change the brand.

                                            >You lower the mirror and walk into the office.

                                            >A small desk that you had discovered while organizing sits along the wall.

                                            >You place the mirror gently on the desktop then go to the staircase.

                                            >As you reach the base, you stop.

                                            >Move.

                                            >Your body doesn't listen.

                                            >MOVE-

                                            *Thump-Thump*

                                            "Argh!"

                                            >You clutch your chest and step back, gasping.

                                            >What was that?!

                                            >You stare in vain at the staircase.

                                            >…

                                            >Time for your last resort.

                                            >It might break the sense of seriousness, but you'd rather not piss yourself.

                                            >You approach the barrel and remove the lid, dropping it to the ground.

                                            *Thud*

                                            >The thunderous sound echoes through the basement.

                                            *Zzzzip*

                                            >…

                                            *Ssssssssssssssss*

                                            "Ah~"

                                            >That's the stuff.

                                            >"What in... TARNATION ARE YA DOING, ANON?!"

                                            *Sssss-*

                                            >Your bladder tenses, halting the relief you had been experiencing.

                                            >You slowly turn your head to look at the orange earth pony glaring at you.

                                            >Uh oh…

                                            >You attempt to quickly fasten your pants, but are instead sent flying across the room by one of Applejack's famous bucks.

                                            >As you hit the wall, the wind escapes your lungs and refuses to return.

                                            >When did she come down?

                                            >You look at the barrel lid on the ground.

                                            >The loud *Thud* must have covered up the sound of her opening the cellar door.

                                            >What bad timing…

                                            >You clench your side as you stand.

                                            "AJ… I'm… sorry…"

                                            >Speaking is proving difficult without any air in your lungs.

                                            "You… said… couldn't… come up… Had to… improvise."

                                            >Applejack canters over to you.

                                            >You look into the soft emerald pools that are her eyes.

                                            >She smiles at you.

                                            >You smile awkwardly back.

                                            >Her expression becomes dark.

                                            >"Do ya know how much it is ta get those cider barrels?"

                                            "Actually, yes. I read the recei-"

                                            >A hoof connects with your stomach, forcing you to double over.

                                            >"A lot."

                                            >Another blow to your stomach drops you to your knees.

                                            >"Ah don't know how ya'll are goin' ta pay for a new one."

                                            >Apparently, nop0ny has ever heard of Apple-Sol.

                                            >Yet another blow rolls you onto your back.

                                            >Applejack trots to your side and looks down at you.

                                            >She places a hoof on your chest and presses down.

                                            >The pressure feels as if it's going to shatter your sternum like it was a brittle piece of glass.

                                            >"But maybe Ah can think of somethin'…"

                                            >Easing off the pressure, she moves her hoof down your torso.

                                            >"Ah'm not like that prim 'n proper Rarity, Anon."

                                            >Her hoof traces circles on your stomach.

                                            >"Ah don't keep ma' desires bottled up…"

                                            >She begins to move again.

                                            >"Ah have an itch, Ah scratch it."

                                            >Her hoof reaches your pants and unbuttons them.

                                            >"Ah see an Apple, Ah eat it."

                                            >She unzips you.

                                            >"Ah want a stallion…"

                                            >She pulls out your member.

                                            >"Ah buck him."

                                            >With that, she pops your cock into her mouth and sucks.

                                            >You are rock hard in a matter of nano-seconds.

                                            >Her tongue wraps around and teases your glans before moving onto your shaft.

                                            >She prods the underside of your member with her tongue, gently applying pressure as she suckles.

                                            >She's good.

                                            >"Mmmm-Ah~!"

                                            >Applejack opens her mouth, exposing you to the cold air of the basement.

                                            >Your member twitches in discomfort at its sudden removal from the warmth of Applejack's warm orifice, breaking the strand of saliva connecting you and her.

                                            >She kisses your head and lowers her face.

                                            >You let out a gasp as you feel Applejack roll your balls in her mouth.

                                            *Pop*

                                            >Your left testicle pops out of AJ's mouth and she continues to suck on the other.

                                            >As she does so, she softly nibbles on it.

                                            >Not enough to hurt, but more than enough to cause you to moan.

                                            >She notices you trying to stifle your moans and nips at your sack.

                                            >You bite your lip to contain the pain and pleasure.

                                            >You shouldn't enjoy this…

                                            >You shouldn't-

                                            >OH GOD SHE'S SUCKING ON BOTH NOW!!!

                                            *Slurp* *Slurp*

                                            >Every inch of your crotch is covered in Applejack's spit.

                                            >It's so warm.

                                            >You can't help but wonder how she get so good.

                                            >Her technique is perfect.

                                            >You have to fight to keep yourself from placing your hands on her head and shoving down.

                                            >"Mmm-*Pop*"

                                            >AJ pulls herself from your crotch and stares you in the eyes.

                                            >She grabs your member with her hoof and positions herself over you.

                                            >...

                                            >"Hey AJ, you down here?"

                                            >You both freeze.

                                            >Rainbow Dash!

                                            >As the pegasus descends the stairs, you debate weather or not to be happy with the interruption.

                                            >When Rainbow sees Applejack positioned to skewer herself with your member, she blushes.

                                            >"Applejack! Wh-What are you doing to the poor guy?!"

                                            >The blue pegasus dashes over to you.

                                            >She places her hoof up to your face and brushes it, making sure you were ok.

                                            >Rainbow glares at Applejack.

                                            >"That's no way to treat him, AJ."

                                            >Rainbow was standing up for you…

                                            >She was-

                                            >Wait.

                                            >Her hoof smells like...

                                            >MUSK!

                                            >You try to get up but your head is forced down as Rainbow Dash's crotch meets your face.

                                            >"THIS is how you treat him!"

                                            >Your chest burns.

                                            >"It's just ah little too indirect fer me."

                                            >You struggle against your captors, but they just hold you down.

                                            >"A-ah-ah, Anon. AJ and I need to blow off some steam. You're the first stallion to be in Ponyville during Estrus for years."

                                            >Rainbow gasps as she grinds against your face.

                                            >"So you're going to do everything you can to- Unf. Satisfy us."

                                            *Thump-thump*

                                            >Your tongue splits Dash's slit in half.

                                            >No need for foreplay, she's already warmed herself up.

                                            >The smell of fresh rain fills your nose as you inhale the mare's scent.

                                            >She almost comes just from that, must have really been going at it before.

                                            >Applejack has been standing patiently…

                                            >Seeing Rainbow leaking onto your face has dried up her patience however.

                                            >Dash watches eagerly as Applejack repositions herself above your member.

                                            >The earth p0ny grins.

                                            > "This is what Ah like!"

                                            *Slam*

                                            >The heat is incredible.

                                            >It like an inferno comprised of sentient flames is constricting around you.

                                            >Her muscles flex.

                                            >It's like she's jerking you off while you're inside her.

                                            >Rainbow gripping your hair and forcing your face into her marehood causes you to refocus your efforts on her.

                                            >Her clit winks out at you and you get a devious idea.

                                            >You move your hands to Rainbows flanks and lift her slightly. She struggles and thrusts herself back down onto your face.

                                            >But you have already repositioned.

                                            >Her clit lands perfectly in position for you to suck on it.

                                            >Rainbow's dissolves into pure ecstasy as you nibble on her.

                                            >The three of you continue to exploit one another's bodies.

                                            >Rainbow and Applejack thrust down while you thrust up to meet them.

                                            >This dance gradually quickens.

                                            >You suck on Rainbow's marehood while Applejack rides your manhood.

                                            >The pleasure just keeps building.

                                            >And building…

                                            >Until.

                                            >...

                                            >Time stops.

                                            >You are aware of every sensation wracking your body.

                                            >You feel the small spasms in Rainbow's abdomen as your tongue thrashes about inside her.

                                            >You feel the soft pressure of her thighs squeezing your head.

                                            >You feel her voice as it reverberates through her body, directly into yours.

                                            >You feel the weight of two mares grinding down on you.

                                            >You feel the hot folds inside of Applejack, contrasting with the cold air as she slams into you repeatedly.

                                            >You feel her cervix kiss your head with each thrust.

                                            >You feel the contractions of her muscles as they pull at you, begging you to flood her heated womb and extinguish the fire inside.

                                            >You feel…

                                            >Everything.

                                            >…

                                            >It's too much.

                                            >Your base instincts take over as you near release.

                                            >Grabbing AJ's flanks, you thrust into her as you pull her down.

                                            >She yelps, but continues to pound away.

                                            >"Ah- Ahh! Ah won't finish first, Anon! *Gasp*"

                                            >Her body says otherwise.

                                            >You can feel the spasms in her abdomen. She's fighting the urge to come.

                                            >Sensing your prize, you begin to grunt and thrust harder.

                                            >On top of your face, Rainbow screams.

                                            >Your mouth floods with her fluids as she trembles and presses herself firmly against you.

                                            >You do the only thing you can think of.

                                            >You swallow.

                                            *Gulp*

                                            >As a part of Rainbow enters your body, a part of you enters Applejack.

                                            >AJ impales herself deeply on your cock one last time and yells.

                                            >You feel her cervix open and allow your head direct access to her womb.

                                            >You come.

                                            >And you come hard.

                                            >AJ barely manages to stay conscious as you fill her.

                                            *Pump**Pump**Pump*

                                            >Her muscles pump you for all you're worth.

                                            >Your seed is pulled deeper and deeper with each spasm of her walls.

                                            >"Ah- Ah-"

                                            >She can't even speak.

                                            >Rainbow Dash falls off your face, sighing heavily as she hits the ground.

                                            >You see Applejack.

                                            >Her head is thrown back, displaying her abdomen.

                                            >You can see the muscle contractions rocking her body.

                                            >Every toned muscle is put to use milking you.

                                            >Her stomach is somewhat bloated…

                                            >Guess you were more backed up than you thought.

                                            >Her heartbeat pulses around your member, causing you to twitch.

                                            >The contractions have slowed and now match your heartbeat. Only one or two per second now.

                                            >She manages to milk a few more drops from you before passing out onto your stomach.

                                            >As she loses consciousness, you hear her whisper.

                                            >"OK… ya'll can…go now."

                                            >You pull out of the mare.

                                            *Plop*

                                            >A puddle of your cum pools under Applejack's marehood.

                                            >You slide out from under her and button up your pants.

                                            >You glance outside, completely dark. How long had you been down there?

                                            >Looking at the two mares sleep peacefully, you have trouble believing they just forced themselves on you.

                                            >…

                                            >Still, you can't leave them in the basement all night.

                                            >You pick up Rainbow and take her to AJ's room.

                                            >She doesn't have a guest bed, so you just place her in AJ's.

                                            >She wouldn't mind sharing.

                                            >As you lay Applejack down, she grabs your hand.

                                            >Your eyes snap to her.

                                            >She's still asleep.

                                            >"Mmm… Sorry, Anon."

                                            >Tears dribble down her face.

                                            >"It's so hard… these feelings."

                                            >You wipe her tears away and give her a quick kiss on the cheek.

                                            "It's ok AJ, I understand."

                                            >Twilight was right, you guess.

                                            >They really just don't think straight this time of year, do they?

                                            >You leave Sweet Apple Acres and begin your journey home.

                                            >As the farm disappears behind the trees, you stop walking and stare at the beautiful pale moon.

                                            >…

                                            "I'm so fucked up…"

                                            >You resume your journey down the lonesome road.