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Begin Part Two
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>Be filly
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>As you predicted the new girl arrived scared
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>You figured they'd replace Skydancer with another pegasus
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>But she's an earth pony
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>Named Durril
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>She said it means a sweet fruit that was the same color as her coat
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>You don't know what she was talking about, but you don't know a lot of things, so you'd let it slide
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>She's tall - taller than you and Snowdrop, though she looks about your age, given how much fluff is on her
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>Her mane, tail and most of her coat are light green, though she has a few whte spots on her rump
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>Most striking are her hooves
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>Or the fact that you can't see them
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>From her fetlocks down she has green feather all the way around, front and back, completely covering her hooves
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>When she saw you staring she told you she had gypsy pony blood in her
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>Snowdrop said it made her look extra sexy
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>You thought it made her look like a draft pony, in spite of her thin build
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>But you kept that to yourself
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>And when she said it was just more to brush you nodded along, glad you didn't have such extra brushing in your life
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>But you have to admit you were maybe a little jealous
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>Not that you'd want that draft pony (or gypsy) look
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>It makes her less cute than you and Snowdrop
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>But no less pretty, and maybe more... elegant?
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>That's not really it
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>Draft ponies aren't elegant
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>Exotic?
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>Definitely more exotic!
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>A gypsy pony?!
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>You KNOW some clients are going to find that attractive about her
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>And you hope none of them are YOUR regulars
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>Because you don't want to hate her
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>You'd like to be her friend
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>You know what it's like to be new here and scared
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>And having Snowdrop as a friend made it OK
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>You want to do the same for Durril
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>So why does she have to be so tall and exotic, with feather over her hooves?
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>Why can't she just be a normal earth pony, or even a pegasus?
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>Why can't she just be Skydancer?
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>You realize that's part of it
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>She could be an alicorn and you'd find fault with her
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>Because she's not Skydancer, and you miss your friend
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>And that isn't fair to her
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>You don't really FEEL like being fair to her right now
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>But you know it's the right thing to do
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>For the future
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>SHE needs a friend right now
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>For that matter you do too, being down to only one
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>And she's going to be bunking with you
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>She's got to be a new friend - which means YOU have to offer her your friendship
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>Even though Durril is a stupid name and those draft pony hooves rub you the wrong way
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>She can't help either of those things
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>Letting those bug you is as ridiculous as disliking her for being green
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>Though if you're going to be honest you don't think that's a great color for a filly
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>But she's one of you now, and you have to stick together
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>You've been standing with her and Snowdrop letting your mind wander while Snowdrop describes life at the brothel
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>If you want to be a friend you ought to ease her apprehension about it
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>And make sure she knows about lube
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>"But why fillies?," Durril asks. "Aren't fillies not supposed to be for sexual?"
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>Snowdrop giggles. "Try telling that to men!"
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>That does nothing to make Durril seem less scared
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"Have you ever been sexed before?"
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>She winces and nods
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"Poor thing. He wasn't nice about it, I'm guessing?"
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>She nods again, looking on the verge of tears
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>"The men here are almost always nice," Snowdrop says encouragingly. "They're happy to see us"
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"A lot of them will pet you and give you cuddles"
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>"But they still...?," Durril asks
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>"Of course," Snowdrop replies. "But they don't hurt you. There's no rough stuff allowed here"
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"It's NEVER happened to me, but if a client gets rough you call 'security' and the guard will save you"
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>"The guard is her coltfriend," Snowdrop says slyly
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>You blush
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>"The only time it really hurts is when they want your tailhole," Snowdrop continues
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"Then you just use a lot of lube and try to relax"
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>"And tell Madam right away," Snowdrop adds, "because that's extra and you get ice cream after"
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"Though one time a client was so long it felt like he was ramming into my cervix"
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>"He probably was," Snowdrop says
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"That hurt almost as much as the tailhole, but fortunately not for long"
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>"The point is," Snowdrop says proudly, "you don't REALLY get hurt here. Sore sometimes, but NEVER really hurt"
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>"Doesn't it seem wrong?," Durril asks quietly. "We're just fillies. We shouldn't have to DO that"
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>"What else would we be doing?," Snowdrop replies. "Toiling in the fields somewhere without enough to eat and sleeping in a barn?"
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"We're SAFE here. It's warm and we get fed. You get to have friends. And aside from chores all you have to do is let men sex you for a few hours a night"
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>"It's a pretty good set up if you consider the alternatives, which I don't like to think about," Snowdrop says with a shiver
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"Being safe with your friends is a big deal"
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>"I don't have any friends," Durril says
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"You just met two!"
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>She brightens a little, almost but not quite smiling
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>"OK," she says a little unsurely. "So as friends tell me... It doesn't seem wrong to you that men come here to sex fillies?"
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"Do you really think right and wrong apply to how men treat ponies?"
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>"It never has," Snowdrop adds
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"What matters is how WE treat each other"
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>That actually gets you a smile from her
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>She may have a stupid name
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>Stupid hooves
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>Stupid gypsy blood
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>Be a stupid color
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>And ask stupid questions
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>But now she's a friend
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>And friends look out for each other
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>You bust out a few sugar cubes from your stash
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"Welcome to the Filly Brothel!"
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>Be filly
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>You're trying to be parient and supportive
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>But what you are is annoyed
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>Durril cries herself to sleep
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>EVERY NIGHT
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>Snowdrop can sleep right through it
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>But you can't, and it's been five nights of this
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>So you finally get out of your bed and into hers, cuddling up against her
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"It's OK," you whisper
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>"No it isn't," she says through sobs. "You keep saying that, but it isn't true"
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>How are you supposed to console somepony who will not be consoled?
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"What is so wrong then?"
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>"How can you even ask me that? It's like you're pretending not to know the difference, or... nopony taught you"
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"Taught me what?"
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>"You KNOW we're not SUPPOSED to be slaves, right?"
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>Uh oh
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>This kind of talk that can cause a lot of trouble
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>And not just for her
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"If you're going to tell me about some magic human book that saves souls I already know about it, and it isn't true"
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>Then for good measure you add, "I've even HAD one, and it didn't do anything"
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>"No," she says. "That's human mythology, and it has zero magic to back it up. I'm talking about the truth of who we are"
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>That's a relief, but this is still dangerous territory
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"We're ponies. Which means we should be kind and look out for each other"
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>"Of course. But there's MORE than that"
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"Well," you say, knowing this is probably shaky ground to her, "We have to do what humans tell us, too"
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>"But what if what they tell is isn't right?"
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"How can something you do be right or wrong if you don't have a choice about it?"
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>"Because some things are bigger than us," she whispers desperately
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>"I was born at a breeder who only bred gypsy pones. As a foal I was surrounded by my own kind. Some of them had lived in Equestria"
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"Madam lived in Equestria. I asked her about it once but she just got quiet and sad"
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>"Gypsy ponies pass our culture along by word of mouth. The ponies around me told me as much as they could about who I was and what it means"
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>So she thinks she's special?
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>Too special to be here?
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>THAT is a lot of nerve
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>"Some of it only applies to my kind," she continues, "but some applies to everypony"
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"Like what?"
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>"Like ponies should be free to come and go as they please. Ponies shouldn't be slaves. And... fillies and colts are NOT for sexual"
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>She starts quietly sobbing again
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>But what she said sounds good
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>It sounds like Equestria, or how you imagine it was
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>What would your life have been there?
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>You'd be in school
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>Probably have a coltfriend
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>Would he sex you?
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>No
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>He wouldn't
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>Not yet
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>But you'd probably kiss
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>Then what?
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>One day you'd get your cutie mark and discover your special talent
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>And build your life around that
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>And your coltfreiend would eventually become your husband
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>Then he'd sex you, for sure
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>If not a little before then, too
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>Then you'd have foals and be a mommy
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>And probably live to see their foals
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>Thinking about this makes you sad
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>You get why Durril cries
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>You can feel tears starting to well up in your own eyes
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>Knowing about a great life you could have had makes what you do have seem horrible by comparison
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>But your life isn't horrible
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>It's just not as great as the fantasy you just had
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>And can't anypony think of a fantay life that's better than the one they have?
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>Of course they can
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>And you're pretty sure too much of that would make anypony miserable
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>Like poor Durril here
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"It sounds you're talking about what things would be like if ponies were in charge. And it sounds great. But we're not in charge. Men make the rules"
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>"But the rules they make are wrong. And if we don't keep what's right in our hearts those who come after us will never know"
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>That makes sense
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>But there's a problem with that
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>It sounds like a good way to be miserable
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>And you don't want to be miserable
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>You don't want to live your whole life feeling like something great has been taken away from you
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>You want to be safe and your friends to be safe in what you KNOW is a dangerous world
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>It would be nice if it wasn't dangerous, but it is
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>Even talking like this is dangerous
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"What you say is beautiful, and it sounds important, but I have a little problem with it"
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>"How can there be a problem with right and wrong?"
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"The problem is we don't have a choice. I can think of hundreds of things I'd rather do than sex men here"
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>You pause for effect
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"It's gross. But so is pooping and peeing, and you don't have a choice about that, either"
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>"But pooping and peeing is natural. Sexing men isn't"
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"Sure, but we still don't have a choice about it. So it doesn't matter"
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>"It DOES matter"
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"OK. It matters to know how things ought to be if we ever have a say about it. So these things you know are important that way"
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>"Yeah, that's it eaxctly. You DO understand"
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>What you understand is that you need to say something to get her to stop crying about it every night
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"But we still have to live. And if you keep obsessing over how things should be when there's nothing you can do about it..."
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"You'll never appreciate what you have"
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>"I have nothing. I'm a slave filly whore"
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>You sigh
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"You have friends, and a safe place to be with them in a very dangerous world. That's actually a lot more than many ponies have"
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>"But you know it shouldn't be like this?"
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"I know I'd be happier if things worked they way you say they should. But I'm not going to let that make me miserable, and you shouldn't, either"
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>"Why not?"
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>Good question
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>You need to come up with a good answer or you're just going to keep going around and around on this
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>You have an OK one
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>You hope it's good enough
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"Imagine you really wanted to be a princess, but you weren't born one. Would you cry yourself to sleep about it every night?"
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>"Maybe"
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"But it would be silly, right?"
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>"Yeah, I guess it would. But this is a much bigger deal than that"
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"I know. We don't get to live the lives we would have had in Equestria because we're here instead. And that is sad"
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>She sniffles
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"But Madam is kind. Nopony here gets belted, and you know a lot of ponies get worse than that"
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>"It's still wrong"
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"Maybe, but what's the worst thing that can happen here? Some man takes you up the tailhole"
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>You feel her shiver
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"That's bad, but really, if that's as bad as it gets how bad do we have it?"
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>"I see what you're trying to do, and I appreciate it"
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>She sees half of what you're trying to do
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>You are trying to comfort her because she's your friend
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>But you're also trying to get her to stop crying all night
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>Because it's so bucking annoying
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>And making you think about the life you could have had if you'd been born in another world?
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>Snowdrop would probably call that cruel
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>You don't know if it is, but it does make you sad
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>And you don't really think there's a reason to be that sad
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"I'm saying you can appreciate your life here while still knowing things would be better if ponies were in charge"
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>"Because I have no choice"
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"Well you can choose to be miserable, but that's not going to do you any good, is it?"
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>It's not going to do YOU any good, either
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>"Thank you"
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"Do you feel any better?"
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>"No. But you gave me something to think about. I don't WANT to be miserable"
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"I don't want you to be, either"
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>"They always pet me"
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"Yeah. I get pet a lot, too. It's them trying to be kind, I guess. It feels good most of the time"
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>"It makes me feel small. Like I'm a pet and not a pony who can think and talk and..."
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"I can see that. But you are irresistable that way"
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>"What do you mean?"
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"Imagine you're a human. Not fluffy at all, but you have hands that can pet"
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>"OK"
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"And you just paid a lot of money for a half hour alone with somepony as fluffy as you are. How could you NOT pet?"
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>That gets a little giggle from her
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>"I guess I am pretty fluffy. But it still makes me feel like I'm less than I am"
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"This job will do that to you if you let it. When I first got here Snowdrop told me on how much the men LIKE us"
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>"As sex pets"
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"Yeah, but that's what a brothel is. Doesn't change the fact that they like us. And a gentle touch isn't a bad thing"
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>"You are determined NOT to see this place as horrible"
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"Why would I want to think my life was horrible? I'm determined to tough out what's not so good and appreciate what's not so bad"
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>"I'm nowhere near that kind of perspective yet"
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"You just got here. Give it time. I have a harder time with the things I DO have control over than the things I don't"
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>"Like what?"
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"I sexed the guard for a sandwich I didn't even want - though it was a really naughty sandwich - just so I could feel like I was making a decision for myself"
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>"Really? I guess I can see that. We don't get control over anything, and there was a situation you could control"
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"It's more than control. It's power. For a second I had power over a man to get him to do what I wanted. What I wanted didn't even matter"
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>"It's that you could get him to do it?"
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"Yeah. That feels really good. Too good. Chasing after that feeling almost messed up my friendship with Snowdrop"
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>"What did you do?"
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"Sexed the guard again for some sugar cubes to apologise to her with"
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>"That's why she says the guard is your coltfriend," she says, laughing
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"I'm not proud of myself. But I did learn something. It DOES feel good to be selfish and manipulative."
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>"That doesn't sound like such a good thing to learn"
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"Knowing that you'll mess up your friendships if you give into that feeling too much is a very good thing"
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>Durril is quiet for a little while
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>"Do you think I'm selfish for being so upset about being here when the rest of you are just dealing with it?"
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"Maybe a little. Only because the life you want - the life we'd all pick if we had the choice - isn't an option"
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>"So what options do we have? Sex the guard or don't? Anything else?"
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"I'm still trying to figure that out"
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>"Would you two SHUT UP?!," a very sleepy sounding, verry annoyed Snowdrop demands from her bed
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"Sorry. Yeah, we're done. Didn't mean to wake you up"
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The to Durril you whisper:
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"I'm going back to my own bed now. You gonna be OK?"
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>"I have no idea. But I do feel a little better now. Thanks"
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"Good night"
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>Be filly
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>Durril is still having trouble fitting in at the brothel
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>And you've done everything you can think of to make it easier for her
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>But she's still miserable
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>You and Snowdrop don't know what to do
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>"You keep telling me the clients are nice and the like is," Durril complains, "but I don't see it. They don't seem nice at all to me"
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>She adds, "Even when they pet me it feels condescending or mocking"
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>Snowdrop frowns
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>"Don't they cuddle you and tell you how cute or pretty you are?," she asks
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>"Not really," Durril answers. "It's more like they're enjoying the fact that I don't like what they do to me"
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>Snowdrop perks up
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>"I should have seen that," she says. "If Skydancer were still here she'd have seen it right away. She understood psychology"
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>You're pretty sure that means being able to read ponies/people, and she was good at that
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>But so is Snowdrop
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>"It's the signals you send out to the clients that put ideas in their minds," she says
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>"Signals?," Durril asks
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>"How you are in the salon. I do the ruined innocence thing"
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"Ruined innocence?"
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>She turns to you
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>"Oh come on, You do it better than me. 'Look at me - I'm a cute little filly, but I also know what you're here for, so come play with me'"
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"That's ruined innocence?"
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>"It kinda is"
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>You never thought about it like that, but maybe she's right
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>"And what does that act get you?," Durril asks
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>Act?!
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>It isn't an act in your case!
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>"Treated like the cute little filly you are most of the time," Snowdrop responds
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"Sometimes even cuddles after," you say, a little miffed that Snowdrop thinks you're acting
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>"I love that," Snowdrop says
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>"I don't get cuddles after," Durril responds
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>"Then you're not sending the right signals," Snowdrop says sounding validated
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>Now you see where this is going
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"You can put ideas in their heads without even realizing it. That's why you don't let them know you have lube unless they're already going for your tailhole"
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>"Exactly," Snowdrop responds. "Because if they see lube it might make them think tailhole when they wouldn't otherwise"
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"I've got a story like that. A special client gave me a collar. I've got it here"
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>You open your drawer and show Durril the black leather collar with the gold heart hanging from it
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"Pretty, right?"
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>Durril nods
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"So he came to see me and I didn't want to take it off after. So I wore it for the rest of the night - in the salon, with other clients"
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>"I remember this," Snowdrop says, "You had no idea what was going on!"
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>"What was going on?," Durril asks
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"I didn't realize that just wearing a collar like that in front of other clients sends a message"
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>"What message?," Durril asks dismissively
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>"That you're totally submissive, and might even LIKE being treated a little rough," Snowdrop responds
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"It was a hard night, and I had no idea why until Snowdrop explained it to me"
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>"Which leads back to you," Snowdrop says to Durril, "I've seen you in the salon. You look like you'd rather be anyplace else"
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>"That's true," she replies
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>"And like you're hoping you don't get picked by any client. You look away when they look at you. But there you are for the choosing"
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>"So?," Durril asks
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"What kind of client would choose that, you know, find that appealing?"
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>Durril looks blankly at the two of you
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>You wait for Snowdrop to answer, because she's going to put it better than you would
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>And she does
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>"The client who might not have been thinking about it before, but suddenly finds the unwilling filly appealing," Snowdrop says
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"Because you're there looking like 'I hope no one rapes me'. So who's gonna choose you?"
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>Durril looks confused
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>"The client!," Snowdrop says, "Who suddenly realizes he thinks raping you might be hot. That's why you're not getting cuddles"
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"Damn!"
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>You didn't mean to say that out loud, but Snowdrop NAILED it
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>And you now feel even more sorry for Durril
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>Poor thing makes it so clear she hates it here that the clients sense it and choose her BECAUSE of it
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>The rapey ones
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>Her mouth is hanging open a little
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>Which would be funny if it weren't tragic
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>And since Snowdrop hasn't said anything else yet
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>And you actually understand what's going on you say:
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"You gotta send a better message to the clients"
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>Hopefully this is helpful for her
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"We can practice!," you say, clapping your front hooves together. "Snowdrop, look her up and down like a client"
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>"Why me?," Snowdrop asks
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"Because I know you can look at her more convincingly like that than I ever could"
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>Be filly, trying to get Snowdrop to look over Durril like a client would
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>It takes a few giggle fits for Snowdrop to fix Durril with the right gaze
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>Once she does the fluffy green filly looks very uncomfortable
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"Now look at yourself in the mirror. Does that look like a cute little filly palymate or a soon to be victim?"
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>"Do I have to be one or the other?," Durril asks
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"Who do you think has a better time of it? Try smiling and looking like you enjoy the attention"
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>"But I DON'T"
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"Look, you're so cute and fluffy. Isn't that what you want clients to see, instead of you being miserable?"
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>"I guess being looked at like THAT would be OK if I was dancing, but I wouldn't want it any other way"
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"If you were WHAT?!"
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>"Dancing. You know what I mean"
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>"Umm," Snowdrop says, "No we don't"
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>"You weren't brought up to dance?!," Durril asks in disbelief
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"Show us what you mean"
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>You expect her to be self-conscious, but she isn't
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>She suddenly explodes into a very noisy bit of fluffy hoofwork while keeping her head perfectly steady, but her eyes take on a come-hither look
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>Right at you
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>Her tail is held high
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>As her hooves cross each other she moves sideways
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>You didn't know a pony could do that
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>You wonder awhat Skydancer's reaction to this would be
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>And realize she'd probably be drooling
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>So would a lot of the clients, you're pretty sure
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"That's amazing!"
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>The noise quickly attracts the other girls and Madam
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>"What's going on here?," she asks
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"Durril was just showing us how she dances. Show Madam"
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>Durril obliges
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>All the ponies stomp their hooves on the floor when she comes to a stop
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>"Beautifully done, Durril," Madam says. "I haven't seen real gypsy pony dancing in a very long time"
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>Durril is catching her breath, but looking pleased with herself
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>You ease up alongside Madam while all the girls are focused on your new friend
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"She's been having a hard time," you whisper, "Sending out the wrong kind of signals in the salon"
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>"I was afraid of that," Madam whispers back to you. "She looks like prey down there, when she isn't trying to blend into the wallpaper"
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"I think that's how she's getting treated. Do you think this would send better signals?"
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>"I do. Would you like me to have her dance for the clients?"
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"If you don't think it would be too disruptive"
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>"I can't control that," Madam says. "I can choose to allow it and deal with what happens next. A long time ago brothels provided a variety of entertainment"
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"Like what?"
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>"The girls who had musical talent or could dance would perform for the clients. The salon was buch bigger. And there was a bar"
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>The talent show aspect sounds great
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>But the bar implies drunk men, and from what you've heard you don't want to be around drunk men
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>They can turn mean or violent for no reason, both with each other and the girls
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>Which is why Madam doesn't allow alcohol here
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>"My concern," Madam says, "would be to keep the salon from turning into a saloon. I won't allow any rowdiness here for all our sakes"
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"Of course"
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>And you really do appreciate that
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>"But a little 'cultural exihibition'?", she says with a wink, "might help your friend better get along here"
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>You nod, and actually feel smart for once
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>You and Madam, on the same page!
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>Madam clears her throat and the room goes silent
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>"Durril," she begins, "how would you feel about dancing like that in the salon, for the clients?"
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>Durril looks at the floor
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>"I don't know," Durril replies. "It sounds like fun on one hand, but on the other it seems like giving away a piece of myself I ought to hold on to"
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>You can feel Snowdrop rolling her eyes without even looking at her
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>"Perhaps," Madam suggests, "it's a way of keeping your Equestrian heritage alive under... less than ideal circumstances"
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>"It does feel good to dance," Durril replies
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>You only see one downside to this
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>All the attention will either freak her out or give her a big head
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>Or both
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>But even that would be better than her crying herself to sleep every night
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>Because you are tired of felling sorry for her and annoyed at the same time
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>If this gives her days a bright spot it's a good thing
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>Be filly
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>Walking down to the salon when a voice from behind you speaks up
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>"So the new girl, your green friend," the unmistakable voice of the guard says, "She's a dancer?!"
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"Yeah, she dances. It's like nothing I've ever seen before. How do you know about it?"
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>"Madam had to borrow my phone to find some music for her to dance to. And she can't figure out how to use it so..."
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"You had to find the music."
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>"Yep. Wasn't that hard though. She liked almost everything I played"
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"So you met Durril?"
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>"Yeah. She's a looker, too. Should I poke my head in the salon and catch part of the act?"
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"Probably. You hot for her now?"
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>"Tell you the truth I'm hot for all of you. If I had fuck you money I'd buy this place and turn it into my personal harem... Madam included"
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>He smiles at you as he bends down so his hand can scratch your ear
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>You can smell the Italian cold cut sandwich on his fingers as he does
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>And for a second you worry that your ear will smell like that
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>Then you remember men never use their teeth on you ears, just their hands
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>They wouldn't even notice
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>"You'd still be my favorite," he says, "becuase you're still the prettieist one"
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>You remember something you heard Madam say once
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"You, sir, are a flatterer!"
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>He laughs
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>"Yeah, maybe I am. Not the worst thing I could be, though"
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"So how much is fuck you money?"
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>"Enough to be able to say 'fuck you' to anyone you want and not suffer for it"
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"That sounds like a lot"
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>"It would have to be"
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"And you might have fuck you money someday?"
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>"I play the Lotto everyday like a chump, so it could happen"
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"What's the Lotto?"
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>"That's where you fork over money to the government for a chance to win fuck you money"
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"And that happens?! YOU could be my MASTER?!"
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>"Oh, yeah, I'd LOVE that, kid, but the odds are like, one in a million"
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"So it's not gonna happen?"
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>"Probably not, but you never know"
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>It would be weird if the guard became your master
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>He's the only man you've ever had any control over
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>And by control you mean the only man where it's not a given he's just gonna sex you
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>As much as it would be nice to have a master you'd hate to lose that
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>The little bit of power you have over this one man in the world
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>He watches men come here to sex the fillies while he never gets to
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>Well, almost never
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>You sexed him a couple times
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>But it was YOUR decision, not his
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>And for some reason that makes you feel tender toward him
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>Snowdrop jokes that he's your coltfriend, which isn't at all true
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>But you do feel something for him
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>He's special
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>Because he's the only man you've ever sexed by choice
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>You suspect that's supposed to be a little bit shameful
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>But you really don't feel much shame about it
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>Not that you're eager to do it again - HE still owes YOU a favor
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>But knowing HE wants you to, and whether or not it happens is YOUR decision?
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>That's intoxicating
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>His hand has moved from scratching your ear to stroking your mane, gently pushing you toward his crotch
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>A quick glance shows a bulge there
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>You almost feel sorry, because you know how desperate men get when they're like that
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>But this moment is too delicious to pass up
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>You rub your cheek against his leg, for good measure
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"I've got to get to the salon. You should come too, if you want to see Durril dance"
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>He removes his hand from your mane
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>"Yeah, I'll be along in a couple minutes. Gotta take care of something first"
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>He heads toward his private bathroom at the end of the hall
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>Part of you wants to offer to help him take care of it
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>Because the idea of him taking care of himself alone in the bathroom makes you a little sad
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>But walking away from him feels even better
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>YOU are in control!
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>Even if you do smell like a cold cut hoagie now
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>Be filly
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>In the dorm with Snowdrop and Durril
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>After she danced in the salon this evening
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>The guard did stop in for a minute
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>He seemed to like it
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"You know what the guard said?"
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>"What did your coltfriend say?," Durril asks with a little smirk
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"He said your dancing would be even better if you wore a bridle"
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>"He's right," Snowdrop says
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>"I don't know...," Durril replies
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>"The real question," Snowdop begins, "is how did the clients treat you after seeing you dance?"
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"And HOW were they different?"
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>Durril blushes
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>"Yeah, they were different" she answers. "One called me his green goddess. Another asked if he could..."
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>"If he could WHAT?," Snowdrop says impatiently
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>"...kiss my hooves," Durril replies
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"You let him, right?"
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>"Did I have a choice?," she asks. "It was weird"
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>"But you have to admit," Snowdrop says, "it's better to be adored by clients than just... used by them"
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"Much better, right?"
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>She gives you a weak smile
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>"It's much better when they treat you like you're special, but it doesn't change the outcome, does it?"
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"The outcome?"
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>Durril looks down at the floor
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>"No matter how nice a client is to you it still ends with you getting raped"
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>Uh oh
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"Durril, that's a TERRIBLE thing to say!"
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>"Tell me it isn't true," she responds in a flat tone
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>Snowdrop looks furious
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>"Of course it's not true!," she says hastily. "We work in the brothel. Taking care of clients is what we do!"
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>"They sex us and we have no say in the matter," Durril responds. That's..."
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>"DON'T YOU DARE SAY THAT WORD AGAIN!," Snowdrop shouts.
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>Durril seems takes aback by her reaction
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>"I'm sorry," she begins, "I..."
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>"I KNOW what I do," Snowdrop interrupts, "and I KNOW I'm good at it. And I'm appreciated for that. I am a GOOD GIRL with a GOOD life, not some kind of..."
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"Victim," you finish for her, after the pause goes on a little too long
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>"Yeah. Definitely NOT that!," she turns to Durril. "How can you even THINK like that?! That'll ruin your life"
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>You do NOT like how dark this conversation has turned
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>"I think about that sometimes," Durril says. "Maybe being dead would be easier than this"
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>Snowdrop's mouth is just hanging open
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>"I can't bucking believe you," she says. "You had a man call you a goddess and another kissing your hooves, and you talk like that?!"
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>She shakes her head and gives Durril a disgusted look
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>"You don't even realize how good you have it," she begins. "Just a few hours ago men were applauding your dancing"
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>"I know, but I...," Durril begins
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>Snowdrop is having none of this
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>"I don't know who put these crazy ideas about how things ought to be in your head," she says, "but they weren't doing you any favors"
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>She continues, "It would be one thing if you were just being ungrateful. Nopony says you HAVE to be grateful"
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>An edge is creeping into her voice that you've never heard before
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>"But you're being worse than that - you're being selfish, and DANGEROUSLY selfish, because it's not just about YOU being miserable"
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>You don't even realize it, do you?," Snowdrop accuses
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>"Realize what?," Durril asks in a small voice
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>"That you're not just making yourself miserable," Snowdrop scolds, "This stuff is contageous. If you start up with it you'll make other ponies miserable"
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>"For no good reason!," she adds. "Then what do you have? When ponies are miserable BAD THINGS start happening, and all for what?!"
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>"Because somepony filled your head with crazy ideas about right and wrong that have NOTHING to do with reality - THIS is reality!"
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>"And we have NO CHOICE about it. I'm not going to let you ruin what's good about it for the other fillies here because YOU think YOU deserve better"
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>"So just stop it with this moral high ground nonsense. You're a whorse like the rest of us. How dare you use words like..."
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>Snowdrop's voice drops to a whisper, "...rape, or saying you'd be better off dead. Don't you KNOW what that kind of talk does to the fillies around you?"
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>Durril is starting to cry
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>But Snowdrop isn't finished
-
>"Or are you just that bucking stupid and selfish and... cruel?"
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>Snowdrop is on the verge of tears herself
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>But she's right
-
>None of you have a full glass, so to speak
-
>If you look at it as half full life seems pretty good
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>But insisting on seeing it as half empty isn't good for anypony
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>And it's really time Durril stopped doing that
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>Not just for her sake, but for all of your sakes
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>You're all in this together, you have to stick together
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>And you can't do that when somepony keeps insisting that everything is awful
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>That will just bring everypony down
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>You've never even thought about the 'better off dead' angle
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>That's really dark
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>No filly should think about that, ever!
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>And you're kind of mad at Durril for even bringing up something like that
-
>It seems so selfish and cowardly
-
>And now she's looking at you like you're supposed to come to her aid
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>But Snowdrop was right, if a little on the tough love side of things
-
>Is there something sweet you can say to her that doesn't undercut Snowdrop?
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>You've got nothing
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>You wish you were smarter
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"Snowdrop's right. A MAN called YOU a GODDESS and you're unhappy about it?! What more do you want? A MAN put you above him. And not just one!"
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>You don't want to be too harsh, because you're supposed to stick together
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"I KNOW deep down in your heart you're a good girl..."
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>Come on!
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>You have to come up with something better than that
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"You just have to find it instead of saying all this dark, horrible stuff. Maybe you DO need a bridle"
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>Where are you going with this?
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>You don't want to make her feel worse
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>But you don't want her to think she can just make everypony else feel bad, either
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>And she's already done it to you
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"We have to stick together, and that's a lot harder if we're looking down instead of up"
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>Was that any good?
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>You don't know
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"Please try to look up instead of down, Durril"
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>Both fillies are smiling at you
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>Maybe it was good?
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>Buck, you can't tell
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>You're just happy this dark moment seems to have passed
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>Hopefully for good
-
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>Be Filly
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>Sneaking down the hall to just outside the door to Madam's office
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>She came up to the dorm a minute ago and asked Durril to come with her
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>And you have to know what she's gonna do
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>Because somepony has to do something
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>The door is shut, but not all the way
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>Leaning toward it you can just about hear what's being said on the other side
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>"You're a filly of at least average intelligence, aren't you?," Madam asks
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>"I guess so, Ma'am," Durril replies
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>"Then you realize WE have a problem?," Madam continues
-
>"I don't want to have a problem, Madam"
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>"I don't want to have a problem either, but I'm afraid we do. And if it's possible I'd like to at least try to solve it pony to pony"
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>"Pony to pony?," Durril asks
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>"Yes. I have not yet made the owners aware of our problem, and I'm hoping I won't have to. Humans have their own ways of solving problems"
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>"Like what?," Durril says meekly
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>Madam sighs
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>"If I told them one of the girls was exhibiting behavior that was putting the other fillies at risk they'd to one of two things"
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>Madam continues: "Sell you or medicate you. Selling you is risky, because odds are you'd end up in a much worse situation than this"
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>"And the other option?," Durril practically whispers
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>"Humans try to solve a lot of their problems with pharmaceuticals. And for them it's kind of a mixed bag. When it comes to ponies..."
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>"It's worse?," Durril says
-
>"Let's just say we're having this conversation because I never want to see that done to one of my girls"
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>"Yes, Ma'am," Durril replies
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>"Now about your behavior..."
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>"Do you really think I'm putting the other girls in danger?," Durril asks
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>"You are. I don't have to tell you ponykind is in a less than ideal situation in this world"
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>"No, Ma'am"
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>"And in a less than ideal situation," Madam continues, "What is your biggest enemy?"
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>Durril is quiet for a few seconds, then says, "Fear?"
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>"Fear is bad stuff," Madam answers, "but ponies can cope with it. Do you know what we can't cope with as well?"
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>Silence
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>"Despair," Madam says ominously. "We can't have that here. I won't have that here. And your behavior is going to spread it among the girls if you don't stop right now"
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>"But I can't control how I FEEL," Durril protests
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>"You'd better learn to," Madam says coldly. "And quickly. Because this matter is going to be settled, if not pony to pony than in a human way"
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>"But you of all ponies should know what we're doing here is wrong," Durril protests. "You LIVED in Equestria"
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>"Equestria has nothing to do with where we are now," Madam responds, sadly
-
>"That doesn't change right and wrong, though," Durril says
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>"I'm afraid it does," Madam replies. "You're right, in Equestria I worked some young girls, but they all had cutie marks"
-
>"I knew it," Durril says, soulding almost sounding victorious
-
>"Also," Madam continues, "the girls were all working there by choice, at least in some kind of meaningful sense - they could have done other things"
-
>"That's how it's supposed to be!," Durril replies
-
>"No, Durril," Madam chides. "That's how it was in pony lands where ponies made the rules. If you traveled to dragon or griffon lands their rules weren't the same"
-
>"Are you saying right and wrong depends on where you are and WHO you are?," Durril asks
-
>"I wouldn't have liked the sound of that when I was a filly," Madam says, finally with a little compassion. "It sounds really unfair"
-
>"But you're saying it's true?"
-
>"We're not in Equestria. We're in the human world. Our bodies don't even belong to us - we're property of the company that owns the brothel"
-
>"But that's wrong"
-
>"That, Durril, is completely beyond our control. But I have a little control here, because I'm a pony and I'm the one running this place"
-
>"Which means what?," Durril asks. "I still have to sex men, don't I?"
-
>"Yes you do," Madam replies. "And if that isn't a good fit for you I'm sorry. It wasn't a good fit for Skydancer either, but things turned out well for her"
-
>"Then what CAN you do?"
-
>"Keep you safe under the umbrella of the brothel until you graduate, then safe within the parent organization"
-
>"Safe?"
-
>"Yeah safe, you misguided filly!," Madam says a little hotly. "This is not a safe world for ponies. I can see to it my girls are safe here, and where they go next they'll be safe, too"
-
>"And that's the best you can do?," Durril asks
-
>"It is," Madam says matter of factly. "This isn't Equestria. But I take what little I CAN do for the fillies here VERY seriously"
-
>She continues: "Which is why I'd turn your case over to human solutions if it meant protecting the others. Neither of us want that, do we?"
-
>"So what do I have to do to keep that from happening?"
-
>"I hope you CAN do it," Madam says, "I'm taking a risk by even giving you the chance"
-
>"I understand how serious this is now," Durril replies. "I'll do whatever you say"
-
>A whispered voice from behind you almost causes you to bolt
-
>"Should you really be listening to this?," asks the guard
-
"Is it your business?," you whisper back
-
>"Nope," he says. "Just bein' nosy like you." He gestures toward the door. "Your green dancer friend?"
-
>You nod
-
>"Like you couldn't see THAT comin' from a mile away"
-
"Shhhhh"
-
>"You can't sush me, filly! But it's pretty cute that you try"
-
"I'm trying to hear what's going on in there"
-
>"Anything good?," he asks
-
>Suddenly the door in front of you opens about halfway and Madam sticks her head out
-
>"I can turn a blind eye," She says, "to things that aren't likely to cause any trouble"
-
>She makes eye contact with the guard first, then you
-
>"But stay out of my way when I'm trying to solve problems, if you don't want to become problems yourselves"
-
"Yes, Ma'am," you say in unison with the guard, as you both head down the hallway
-
>You turn to him as you're walking away from her door
-
"So Madam is your boss?"
-
>"Not exactly," the guard responds. "She doesn't sign my paychecks. But they set things up so she is in charge of day to day operations here"
-
>They
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>You smile
-
>Madam has the kind of smarts you have to learn
-
>And while you're sad the guard blew up youe evesdropping you already feel like you've learned something today
-
>You also hope Durril can step up, because it doesn't sound good for her if she can't
-
>Hopefully Madam can keep her safe
-
-
>Be filly
-
>Talking to Snowdrop about Durril, who is still meeting with Madam
-
"That's all I heard before the guard came and got us yelled at"
-
>"He was totally messing with you," Snowdrop laughs
-
"Of course he was, but he picked the worst time to do it"
-
>"Do you think she'll be OK?"
-
"Madam was kind of pinning her ears back, and explaining to her that if it fell to humans to decide things could be really bad for her"
-
>"I hope it works out. She's had a tough time"
-
"It's kinda her fault, though. She's the one who has to be so dark and negative"
-
>"Everypony is different"
-
"I get it. When I first got here and you told me what I'd be doing I was shocked"
-
>"But you went with it"
-
"I only did because YOU seemed fine with it, so I figured it was no big deal"
-
>"Because it really is, except on those days when you get ice cream"
-
"Even then... imagine getting whipped? That's got to be a lot worse"
-
>"You think?," she replies sarcastically
-
"I don't know why she can't see that"
-
>"You can ask her yourself"
-
>You hear hoofsteps approaching
-
>You can pretty much tell everypony in the brothel by their hoofsteps
-
>But Durril is really easy
-
>Being taller than most, and with a different build she's got a very recognizable gait in the brothel
-
>And she'll be here any second
-
>As she enters the room you can see she looks a little shaken
-
"You OK?"
-
>"I don't know," the green filly responds. "I just learned a lot of things I'd rather not know about"
-
>"Like what?," Snowdrop asks
-
>"I don't even know where to start," Durril responds, sadly. "And what's up with you and your coltfriend having a tiff right outside Madam's office?"
-
"Sorry about that. But HE started it"
-
>"It doesn't matter," she responds dismissively. "Did you know men used to enslave each other?"
-
>You didn't know that, and from the look on Snowdrop's face she didn't, either
-
>"It's part of what this country was founded on, and went on for a couple hundred years"
-
>That helps explain why they seem so confortable with the idea
-
>"And even though they stopped it here well over 100 years ago the descendants of the former slaves still get rough treatment because it's part of their culture"
-
"Which means?"
-
>"Any hopes we have for bettering ponykind here," Durril continues, "are probably hundreds and hundreds of years away"
-
"I'm not following you"
-
>"She just realized," Snowdrop explains, "That freedom for ponies is NOT going to happen in our lifetimes"
-
>"Exactly," Durril says giddily. "That's why almost all the clients are light colored men. They're the ones in charge because the dark ones used to be the slaves"
-
"So?"
-
>"If they haven't worked this out yet among their own kind how can we expect them to work it out with ours?"
-
"You make it sound like that's a good thing"
-
>"It isn't. It's awful. It's beyond awful," Durril says in what still sounds like a giddy voice
-
"So why do you sound happy about it?"
-
>"Because if they can't help but be slavers then regardless of whether we're smarter or more capable and ethical we'll still be nothing but ponies to them"
-
>"There's NOTHING wrong with being a pony," Snowdrop says icily
-
>"But to THEM," Durril replies, "there's nothing good about it. The Big Picture stuff is entirely out of our hooves"
-
"You're just realizing this now?"
-
>"I was brought up thinking that somepony sonmewhere could do something," She says looking down and scratching a hoof on the floor
-
>She continues: "The breeder didn't care what the others said as long as he got the gypsy foals he wanted"
-
>"So what did they tell you?," Snowdrop asks
-
>"More or less that this world was going to become a New Equestria any day now, and it was on me to keep our values alive for that day"
-
"And you believed that?!"
-
>"It's pretty much what I was told since I was a foal until I got here"
-
>"Wow," Snowdrop says. "So this place really was a shock for you!"
-
"You really had no idea how humans are?"
-
>"There were only a couple around, and they didn't interact with us much. As long as the foals kept coming they were happy"
-
>"So why didn't they just KEEP you there?," Snowdrop asks
-
>"Madam said they had to sell ponies to keep the business going. Some got their New Equestria and some like me got..."
-
>"Sold," Snowdrop finishes. "It was a lie, though. New Equestria was just for the best stallions and mares, and only as long as they were good at THAT"
-
>"I get that now," Durril replies, "but they passed gypsy pony culture along. I know the things I learned are valuable"
-
"Well you sure can dance"
-
>"Oh it's more than that," Durril says with a little pride. "If some magic ended pony slavery tomorrow I actually KNOW things I could teach the HUMANS that might make them better"
-
>THAT'S the arrogance about her that bugs you, but you let it go. Instead you just say:
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"Oh"
-
>Durril gives you a funny look
-
>"Oh?," she says. "That's all you have to say about it?"
-
"Well, it's not something I really ever thought about. I'm too busy trying to understand how things work here to think about how they ought to be"
-
>"Well, I learned more about how things work from Madam, too," Durril responds. "Do you know why the Filly Brothel is separate from the grown mare's brothel?"
-
"Because men who like fillies have particular taste?"
-
>"Particularly GOOD taste," Snowdrop adds
-
>"Try again," Durril responds
-
>"Because the mares would get jealous of the fillies?," Snowdrop poses
-
>"Nope," Durril answers
-
"Because men sexing fillies is shameful?," you say in a more mocking tone than you'd intended
-
>"You'd THINK that," Durril responds
-
>"YOU think that," Snowdrop counters
-
>"But that's not why," Durril says
-
"Then why, already?"
-
>"Because we're adaptable. In ways that most mares can't be"
-
>Adaptable?!
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>You didn't say it, but you may as well have shouted it from the look Durril gives you
-
>"Do you know what happens," Durril whispers, "when they just put mares into a situation like this unprepared?"
-
>Once again you and Snowdrop exchange a blank look
-
>Some of them," Durril begins, "Exhibit bad behavior"
-
>"What kind of bad behavior?," Snowdrop saks
-
>"Self harm, or worse," Durril responds
-
>OR WORSE?!
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>"And it's catching, like a disease," she adds
-
>Thanks again, Durril, for turning everything really bucking dark
-
>You are just about fed up with this dark stuff from her
-
>"That's why this place exists," Durril says triumphantly, "to protect US"
-
"We TRIED to tell you that!"
-
>Though you could have lived without knowing those dark details
-
>"Maybe I just needed to know some older ponies had a structure in place that had my flank as well," she says sheepishly
-
"Now can we just enjoy our friendship until the next one of us graduates? I don't like it being more complicated than that"
-
>"It may not have to be anymore," Snowdrop says
-
>You don't even mean to say anything else, but you hear yourself say:
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"Madam is really bucking smart"
-
>"She told me she might have saved my life, and I'd only realize it looking back," Durril says
-
>"She's probably right," Snowdrop concludes
-
"THAT'S exactaly why we're so lucky to have friends, and even though she's in a position of authority, she's your friend"
-
-
>Be filly
-
>Durril seems better
-
>But she's a little weird now
-
>Like a different kind of weird
-
>You don't want to pry
-
>Oh, that's not true
-
>You totally want to pry
-
>But you really want to know what Madam said to get her to give up her strong ideas about right and wrong
-
>And just appreciate the brothel as a safe place
-
"So, if you don't mind me asking," you begin
-
>"Ask away," she replies
-
"What did Madam say to you that changed your mind about being here?"
-
>"She didn't change my mind, she just showed me where I was wrong. And I already told you about it"
-
"Where were you wrong?"
-
>"Timing. I was brought up thinking I'd be one of the ponies who teaches our values and traditions to the next generation in New Equestria"
-
"And you don't believe that anymore?"
-
>"Madam made it pretty clear if the day when we have a New Equestria EVER comes it'll be hundreds of years from now"
-
"And that makes a difference how?"
-
>"Because it means I'm not going to be some important part of it. What happens to me has nothing to do with it"
-
>She smiles at you
-
"And that makes you feel better?"
-
>"It's a huge relief NOT to be part of some big plan. I can just live as if I don't matter"
-
"I wouldn't find that all so reassuring"
-
>Let me put it like this. Imagine you knew you had to act a certain way because your destiny demanded it"
-
"OK"
-
>"Now imaging you find yourself in a situation where it's impossible to act that way"
-
"I don't know how I'd feel"
-
>"I do. Panicked. Betrayed. Dirty. Like you're a very bad girl, even though you have no choice"
-
"That's horrible"
-
>"You're telling me. Then you find out you DON'T have that important destiny, so you're NOT messing things up!"
-
"So you're relived?"
-
>"Yeah. This place is wrong in so many ways, just like all of pony enslavement. But I'M not the one letting everypony down because I'm here"
-
"You felt like you were letting everypony down?"
-
>"By letting this place warp me so I couldn't fulfill my destiny. But now that I know I have no destiny like you and Snowdrop it's easier"
-
>You and Snowdrop have no destiny?
-
"You don't want a destiny?"
-
>"If we were in Equestria, sure. But here? Does having a destiny here seem like something that would work out well?"
-
"Not really"
-
>"Only if New Equestria was about to happen. And that's dreaming," she says shyly, "I realize that now"
-
"Since I got here I realized I had a bunch of things wrong. Part of me still likes the idea of having a kind master someday"
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>"Is that the best any of us could hope for?"
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"I don't even think it's a realistic hope"
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>"So what do we have to look forward to?"
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"You said we're adaptable because we're fillies. So I gues when we graduate frome here we go to a brothel with other mares and be..."
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>"The good girls with no bad behaviors"
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"I guess. And make new friends, and stick together to make sure everypony is OK"
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>"And that's it?"
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"I don't know. Once I'm a grown mare I think it would be nice to do what Madam does - look after fillies in my own brothel. But I have to grow up and learn a bunch of stuff first"
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>"You want to be a madam?"
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"I want to be like her someday - smart, caring, in charge"
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>"I could see that"
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"Thanks, Durril. That's sweet of you to say"
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>"I wonder if I'll ever be somepony special. Though I'm happy it's not in the way I thought"
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"You already are, though. You're a dancer!"
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>"Yeah. And I've been thinking about your coltfriend's bridle suggestion. That might be fun, actually"
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>Your coltfriend
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>Snowdrop started it, but Durril sure has picked it up
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"It would be cute, you respond, "And I'm sure a lot of the men would love it"
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>"That's the most important thing," she says quietly. "Isn't it?"
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"Well, better they love you than not"
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>Be filly
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>Dealing with one excited Durril
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>"It came," she says, holding the black leather straps up for yopu to see. "You gonna help me get it on?"
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"Of course, and just in time for tonight"
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>Tonight is Tuesday
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>You never used to pay attention to what day of the week it was because that never mattered to you
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>But you've become aware of Tuesdays because of Durril
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>Those are the nights she dances in the salon
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>And over the last month her fan club, as you girls call it has grown
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>Last week five clients arrived to watch her dance, and waited for a turn with her
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>Some complained to Madam about the lack of alcoholic drinks, but she stood firm on that point
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>Thankfully
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>You've heard stories about how mean and violent men get when they drink
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>And you hope never to see that
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>But the fan club has been good for Durril
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>It hasn't gone to her head or anything
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>But she seems to actually like something about being here now
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>Probably because she can think of herself as a dancer instead of a whore
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>Or instead of being nothing more than a whorse
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>You'd almost be jealous if you didn't have your loyal regulars - proof that you're a GOOD whorse - good at what you do
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>And your favorite, your "Master" is coming tonight
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>You know it's just roleplay - Snowdrop gave you that word - but it's still good to see him
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>For half an hour every week you belong to someone
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>It makes you feel valuable and precious
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>So you'll be wearing your own leather accessory for part of the evening as well
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>The little black collar with the gold heart hanging from it
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>But right now it's all about Durril and helping her get her bridle on
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>Which you seem to have figured out
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"There you go," you say. "Go look in the mirror"
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>She does just that
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>"I like it," she says, talking a little funny from the bit in he mouth
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>Snowdrop comes over to inspect your work
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>"It's gonna make you talk funny," she says to Durril, "But it's pretty sexy"
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"I think your fasn club is gonna love it," you add
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>The green filly is practically beaming
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>Which is so nice to see, given how miserable she was here at first
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>Kind of amazing what a little bit of leather can do for a pony
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>Kind of amazing what happens a mere two hours later when you're wearing your little bit of leather
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>And HE'S driving himself into you from behind, with two fingers pulling the collar tight against your windpipe
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>Making it just a little hard to breathe normally
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>You accept that because he's your Master
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>But it causes a starnge feeling in you
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>Almost like you have to pee - the same kind of tension rising in your body
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>But it's not having to pee
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>You're sure you don't have to pee
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>But the tension is rising inside you
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>You hear your voice croaking out as you speak
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"Master, something is happening to me. It almost feels like I have to pee, but that's not it. I don't know what's happening"
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>He chuckles a little
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>"I do," his almost grunting voice replies to you, as he proceedes to slam himself even more forcefully into you
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"What?," you ask, feeling like you could explode any second
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>A third finger finds its way into your collar, pulling it tighter and effectively making it impossible for you to breathe
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>"Remember YOU are MINE, and this is something I"M giving to you!"
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>Suddenly your back legs are shaking as you push your rump onto him
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>The wave of pleasure through your body catches you off guard - you've done this countless times before, but it never felt like this
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>Not only does it feel like he's pushing into you
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>But like you're trying to suck him further in
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>He's gotta feel it, too, because he finishes within seconds
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>Then the world goes black
-
>Moments later you come to being cuddled in strong arms on his lap, with the feeling of release still whafting over you
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>You look up at your "Master" and he looks so pleased
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>They always look pleased when they finish
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>But he looks pleased with HIMSELF!
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>As he's cuddling you like no tomorrow, which feels great
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"What happened, Master?"
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>"I made you cum," he says proudly
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"But I'm just a filly. I'm not in heat. I've never been!"
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>"But you just came, didn't you?"
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>You couldn't have
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>But what just happened to you then?
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>You think about Skydancer and Snowdrop
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>You know they'd cum before
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>Is that what that was?!
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>NOW you understand why the clients are so happy to see you!
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>It IS a great feeling
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"Thank you, Master!"
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>"Remember, you are mine," he says, and you feel yourself quiver in response
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>Wow. This is a whole new thing.
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>When you tell Snowdrop and Durril about it that night the former is excited for you, the latter confused
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>"That is so cute!," Snowdrop says
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>"I don't get it," Durril responds
-
>"The client who paid extra to be her first just gave her her first fillygasm," Snowdrop says breathlessly. "It's like a fairytale"
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>You are blushing
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>"A really WRONG one," Durril replies
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>"Don't take this moment away from her," Snowdrop chides
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"Is THAT what you used to feel with Skydancer?"
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>"And once with you," Snowdrop answers. "Never with a client, though. You're lucky!"
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>Durril looks at both of you supisciously
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>"I'm missing something here, aren't I?"
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"The same thing I was missing until today. Something awesome"
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>"They say it gets MORE awesome when you get older and go into heat. So much that you BEG fo it!," Snowdrop whispers
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"MORE than that? I don't know if I could handle it"
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>Snowdrop laughs
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>"So it's the feeling the clients get when they finish?," Durril asks."You just felt that from a client sexing you?"
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"I guess. It felt really good in a way I'd never felt before"
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>Snowdrop gives you a lusty smile, "It does feel great, doesn't it? The intense build up and release? You get why the clients are so dopey and cuddly after"
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"Intense is the word. I wasn't expecting to black out from it"
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>"You came so hard you blacked out?!," Snowdrop says with a mix of surprise and concern. "What, did you forget to breathe?"
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"I didn't forget. I couldn't"
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>"Why not?," she asks suspiciously. "The collar?"
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"He was pulling it kinda tight"
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>"Does he do this often?"
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"No. He'll sometimes slip a finger or two under it and lead me around, but this was the first time he"
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>"Kept you from breathing"
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"I don't think he meant to do it, but that's kind of what happened"
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>"Did he know you were about to..."
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"He knew what was happening before I did"
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>"Then he meant to do it, just to be sure you'd get there"
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"What does not being able to breathe have to do with 'getting there?'"
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>"It just does. I don't know why," Snowdrop replies. "Skydancer explained it to me when I'd get frustrated about not getting there"
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>You look at Durril
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"They were lovers, sometimes"
-
>"I figured that out," she responds. "I'm not stupid"
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"Sorry. I can never tell what's supposed to be obvious and what isn't"
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>"Well, not breathing helping you 'get there' isn't obvious," she says uncertainly, "At least I don't think it is"
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>"It's true, though," Snowdrop says. "If I was stuck on the edge with her I'd just hold my breath as long as I could, and more than half the time"
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"You'd get there?'
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>She nods
-
"So he was being sweet!"
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>You suddenly feel the same affection you felt for him as he cuddled you earlier today
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"He was making sure I got there because he wanted me to feel that. He was being a good master! Taking care of me"
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>"That's probably part of it," Snowdrop says with some concern. "But he still choked you out. You might want to mention that to Madam"
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"Why? Was that wrong?"
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>"It doesn't sound right to me," Durril says
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>"Well...," Snowdrop replies, "No rough stuff is one of the RULES here! Choking out a filly sounds rough to me"
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"No. He wasn't rough about it at all. Just in control"
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>"But you were unconscious?"
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"Just for a few seconds"
-
>"Don't let it become a thing with him," she chides. "It's dangerous. And I'm pretty sure it's rough stuff"
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>Snowdrop is making too big a deal out of this
-
>The truth is you don't mind that he choked you out
-
>You'd be happy to let him do it again if it meant
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>Feeling like THAT again
-
>Plus it's like you're giving EVERYTHING to him
-
>Even your LIFE in his hands
-
>Knowing he's a good master, and he wouldn't actually hurt you
-
>And even if he did, that would still be OK, because you belong to him
-
>Even if it is for only half an hour a week
-
>Just thinking about that makes you feel a yearning back there
-
>The same feeling you get when you think about a stallion putting a foal into you
-
>Or the naughty rush that comes from teasing the guard
-
>"Are you listening to me?," Snowdrop demands
-
"Yeah"
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>You really aren't
-
>You're thinking about how good it feels to be HIS
-
>"You'll tell Madam if h chokes you out again?"
-
"I think you're overreacting"
-
>Snowdrop shakes her head. "I think you're being naive. About him. Again"
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>HIM
-
>He just made you feel something you never felt before
-
>It was like he gave you a gift
-
>Why can't she see that?
-
>"You'll at least tell us if it happens again?," Snowdrop pleads
-
"Of course I will"
-
>You're well aware that's probably a lie
-
-
>Be filly
-
>Finishing your chores with Snowdrop and Durril before work
-
>There are always so many sheets and towels to wash!
-
>You're wrestling another load of whites from one of the sriers into a cart when Madam arrives in the launbdry
-
>"A word in my office?," she asks you
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"Yes, Ma'am," you answer, shooting your friendsa a dirty look as you follow her out of the room
-
>Back in Madam's office you settle into a chair in front of her desk
-
>"You know why you're here, right?," Madam asks gently
-
"Bucking Snowdrop and her big mouth!"
-
>"It was Durril, actually," Madam replies. "Snowdrop had the poor girl convinced your life was in danger"
-
>You roll your eyes
-
"My life is NOT in danger, Madam"
-
>"I'll be the judge of that," Madam responds. "But seeing her that upset after she's been doing so well... I had to ask you in"
-
>You understand
-
>You don't like it, though
-
>"So," Madam says casually, "tell me what happened"
-
"It was nothing, really"
-
>"That's not what I heard," she says, a little sternly
-
"OK. It was something. He was pulling on my collar while he was sexing me and I started to feel funny"
-
>"Does he normally pull your collar like that?"
-
"No, Ma'am. Not like that"
-
>"And do you normally feel funny like that?"
-
"This was the first time"
-
>"What happened next?"
-
"I told him about it, and he realized what was happening, so he pulled the collar tighter and I..."
-
>"You came? First time?"
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"Yes. To both"
-
>"Good for you," Madam says, smiling, but there's a concerned look in her eye. "Then what?"
-
"By then he was about to finish inside me"
-
>"But he kept pulling the collar tight after you came?"
-
"I think he was too busy with his own to notice mine was done. He seemed proud of doing that to me"
-
>"I can imagine. They love it when them getting off gets you off - really a thing for their egos, and good to play off that if you can"
-
"It feels good, too"
-
>"Of course it does.That's not what concerns me. Did he use the collar to keep you from breathing until you passed out?"
-
"I don't think he meant to"
-
>"That's not what I asked"
-
"Then yes. Just for a few seconds. And I came to in his arms"
-
>Madam sighs
-
>"I was worried about breathplay from the moment he gave you that collar"
-
"This was the only time anything like that has happened!"
-
>"Still it puts me in a difficult position. He's been happy with the services here - very happy with YOU"
-
>You can't help but smile proudly about that
-
>"I can safely assume you enjoy working with him?"
-
"He's my favorite"
-
>"So everybody is happy with the arrangement. I shouldn't take the collar away, then?"
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"Please no!"
-
>"And you're even OK with the breathplay because it... works for you?"
-
>You nod, feeling a little blush on your cheek
-
>"You know, for a filly who seems to love manulipating her own will onto situations around her you sure are a sub in the bedroom!"
-
"Is that bad?"
-
>"No. It's an angle. You gotta have one. But it makes you the opposite of me. I was ANYTHING but a sub in the bedroom..."
-
>Now she's blushing a little
-
>"And I don't like having to control situations, but this is over the line. I can't have ANY client, even a good one choking out one of my girls"
-
"I really dodn't mind..."
-
>"Of course you didn't, you little sub! But that's where it actually becomes dangerous. And clients who like that kind of thing..."
-
>She lowers her voice
-
>"...can go pay a premium to do it someplace where that kind of thing is allowed. This isn't a place like that, and you should be glad you don't work in one"
-
>You nod
-
>"So somepony has to let him know. Is that pony you or me?"
-
"I only broke character in our roleplay once, and he didn't seem to like that at all"
-
>"Can't have the slave explaining the rules to the master?"
-
"You understand?"
-
>"Enough to let this continue against my better judgment after I have a talk with him"
-
"Thank you, Madam! I don't really think he meant to knock me out"
-
>"That can't happen again, you understand?"
-
>You nod
-
>"I appreciate your commitment to your roleplay. And I know your client does. I just need the same commitment to our rules here"
-
"Yes, Ma'am"
-
>"And I'll remind him exactly what those rules are. And you are to tell me if he fails to comply"
-
"I will, Ma'am. But..."
-
>"I'm trying to make this easy for both of us. The line is super clear. Anything dangerous is over it. Is that clear?"
-
"Yes, Ma'am"
-
>"And if anything like this happens again and you don't want to break character during the session you HAVE to tell me after"
-
"Yes, Ma'am"
-
>"Even if you don't want to"
-
"I understand"
-
>"Good. I shouldn't have to find out about this kind of thing from your friends"
-
"I'm sorry, Madam. I really didn't think it was a big deal"
-
>"Your judgment was way off. But I understand. He's your first, your favorite and had just given you your first orgasm"
-
>She smiles at you
-
>"And you're really into being his sub. You couldn't have expected to have clear judgment under those circumstances. Just do better from now on"
-
"I will, Madam"
-
>"Good girl"
-
-
>Be filly
-
>You wanted to be mad at Durril for betraying your confidence
-
>It only lasted a couple days
-
>Before you figured Madam was probably right
-
>Your judgment was probably a little off
-
>Your biggest takeaway was when she called you a "little sub"
-
>That really stuck with you
-
>Because it kinda fits, you guess
-
>Who wouldn't really mind being choked out during sex?
-
>A little sub, that's who
-
>But Madam said it was an angle, and that was a good thing to have
-
>So you don't feel bad about it
-
>Or ashamed
-
>Really all it makes you feel is a little turned on
-
>And while Madam may have had a talk with your "master" a few weeks ago
-
>That hasn't stopped the breathplay
-
>Or your response to it
-
>Though he has been careful that you don't lose consciousness
-
>All the while telling you that your very life is in his hands
-
>Which really turns you on
-
>Like a little sub
-
>When Durril and Snowdrop ask if things are OK with regard to him you honestly answer yes
-
>He knows where the line is, and he hasn't crossed it since that one time
-
>But you've decided not to go into details about what happened today with anypony
-
>Not because he did anything wrong
-
>Or you're ashamed of what happened
-
>You just don't want to deal with anypony else's reaction
-
>Because even your own surprised you
-
>Today there was more breathplay as he rammed into you
-
>And made you cum
-
>But it wasn't like the other times
-
>Because he wasn't in the right hole
-
>You came from your 'master' bucking your tailhole
-
>You didn't even know that was possible
-
>And truth be told you HATE it when clients want that
-
>But HE made you LOVE it
-
>Like a good little sub
-
>Cumming really changes your perspective on things like that
-
>Snowdrop told you everypony ends up warped or perverted in some way from working here
-
>Now it's happening to you, and you LIKE it
-
>You even liked that it hurt - because your hurt was giving HIM pleasure - like giving him a gift
-
>It made you feel more alive than you've ever felt, with his hands firmly wrapped around yout throat
-
>Your heart racing
-
>You didn't tell Madam about it after - you had no intrest in ice cream
-
>You'd already gotten your reward for being brave
-
>Though bravery had nothing to do with it
-
>This is just something you want to keep to yourself, for now at least
-
>You have a feeling your friends would judge you if they knew
-
>Maybe not Snowdrop - it'd probably turn her on
-
>But you don't want to deal with that, either
-
>Not with Skydancer gone
-
>Skydancer
-
>You were a little put off by her attraction to other fillies at first
-
>Because it seemed opportunistic and more than a little predatory
-
>But you ended up not judging her for it because it seemed like who she was, not a choice she had made
-
>She'd probably understand exactly what you're going through, being a dominatrix now
-
>You still miss her
-
>Of course if she were still around she'd offer to dominate you
-
>Would you like that?
-
>Maybe?
-
>Is THIS who YOU are - a little sub - or a choice you're making?
-
>You don't know
-
>And you don't know if it matters
-
>You do know that the you of a couple months ago would be shocked at the you of today
-
>And part of you thinks that's kind of hot, too
-
-
>Be filly
-
>It feels weird having secrets
-
>Because you're used to being able to talk about anything with your friends
-
>But recently some things have happened that you don't feel like sharing with anypony around you
-
>Last week 'master' told you that you were only allowed to cum with him
-
>Not with any other clients, nor with your own hoof
-
>You know it's supposed to be roleplay between you two
-
>But you accepted it regardless, because it was no big deal
-
>No other client has been able to make you cum - yet, at least
-
>And you suck at doing it with your own hoof - so much so that it's hardly worth the effort
-
>So you took his command at face value, since it was hardly any sort of imposition
-
>And you like playing along, getting to pretend he IS your master
-
>You like it A LOT
-
>Today was something different entirely, though
-
>It's like he's coming up with new ways to challenge you every time he visits
-
>And it just makes you think about him all the more
-
>Almost rekindling the naive fantasy you once had about him buying you and taking you home
-
>Though you KNOW that's stupid
-
>Part of you really likes the idea that your fillygasms belong to him and him alone
-
>You know it's not actually true, but in practice it kinda is
-
>Which means you're thinking about HIM all the time
-
>So it was a bit of a shock today when he told you that you weren't allowed to cum
-
>You'd been looking forward to that all week!
-
>Then he proceeded to do the things he KNEW would make you cum
-
>All the while telling you that you weren't allowed to
-
>He got you right up to the edge several times, your body practically screaming for release
-
>You begged him
-
>He said no
-
>You did not disobey
-
>Then after, as you sat squirming in his lap as he pet you he said he had to 'take a piss'
-
>You told him the bathroom was at the end of the hallway
-
>"Why should I have to get up to take a piss when I have a slave right here?"
-
>And without a moment's hesitation you did it
-
>You got down between his legs and put your mouth around his thing
-
>And soon your mouth was filled with the worst taste you'd ever tasted
-
>Also unpleasantly warm, and there was so much of it
-
>It was really hard to keep from choking as you gulped to take it all
-
>But you did it - not a drop touched the bed
-
>He patted your head and said, "That's a good girl"
-
>And you melted
-
>There you were
-
>Between his legs
-
>Denied an orgasm
-
>With the acrid taste of his pee in your mouth
-
>And you melted at his words and touch
-
>Of course the moment he left you ran to wash out your mouth
-
>And realized you now had another secret
-
>Two, actually
-
>That you couldn't share with the other girls
-
>Or Madam, for that matter
-
>At that point you made up your mind
-
>You had to find a way to get in touch with Skydancer
-
>You need somepony to talk to, and your dominatrix friend is the only one who might understand what's happening to you
-
>The only pony you trust to tell you whether how you feel is just a little weird
-
>Or really deeply messed up
-
>Or both, because it feels like both
-
>But you've got a plan to find out
-
>The guard owes you a favor and has a smartphone he's always playing with
-
>You're sure he'd let you use it for a while to even things up between the two of you
-
>In hopes you'll need something else from him in the future
-
>You just have to figure out a way to use it to get in touch with Skydancer
-
>And you'll probably need Madam's help to figure that out
-
>Because you don't even know where she is
-
>But Madam might
-
>You just have to get her to help without giving her the exact reason why
-
>You figure wanting to get in touch with a friend isn't the least bit implausible
-
>How you suddenly have access to a smartphone will be a little more awkward
-
>But nothing she doesn't already know, or at least suspect
-
>Time for another talk with Madam
-
-
>Be filly
-
>Madam understood your request to get in touch with Skydancer
-
>But she was pretty clear about fillies not being allowed to tie up the brothel's communication system
-
>Which she needed for booking, billing and emercencies only
-
>When you said the guard might let you use his phone she gave you a smirk
-
>And offered to make a call or two to inquire after Skydancer on your behalf
-
>A day later, after promising the guard you'd be even if he helped
-
>Madam told you that Skydancer would be on Skype at 3PM sharp
-
"You can do Skype?," you ask the guard
-
>"Yeah," he replies, fiddling with the phone. "It's charged enough to last at least 20 minutes"
-
>20 minutes!
-
>That's more than enough time
-
>"There," he says handing it to you. "I'll let you have some privacy
-
>You're in Skydancer's old room, and he shuts the door on the way out
-
>The phone makes a little noise, and there's Skydancer on the screen!
-
>She looks more like a mare than a filly now!
-
"Look at you! You've grown up a lot!"
-
>"So have you," she replies. "To what do I owe the pleasure?"
-
"I need some advice, but before we get to that how have you been? Do you like it there?"
-
>"I like it better here than I did there. Aside from missing Snowdrop and you..."
-
"I miss you, too! And I know Snowdrop does"
-
>"Yeah... Well, things here are fine. It feels great to be good at what I do, but... it's not exactly what I hoped"
-
"Treating men like slaves isn't as great as you thought it'd be?!"
-
>"The idea is great. But the reality is that just like the brothel it's still all about them - to fulfill THEIR fantasies"
-
"Without any concern for you... I get that. I think I'm having a problem of my own along those same lines"
-
>"Yeah, it's hard," she says, smiling at you anyways. "But it's still good to see you. Now spill!"
-
>You do
-
>You tell her everything you've been keeping secret from everypony else
-
>She listens very patiently
-
>But some details make her smile at you in a way that isn't just friendly
-
>When you finish she says, "Damn, I wish I'd known THAT about you back in the day. We could have had some real fun!"
-
"I didn't even know it about myself! It's not messed up, is it?"
-
>"No," she replies firmly, "but this guy is a rank amateur. Classic moves, awful pacing"
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"What do you mean?"
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>"The stuff he's doing - brethplay, anal training, orgasm denial, using you as a toilet - all classic dom moves."
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"Really?"
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>"Yeah. But he's got no discipline. He's hitting you with everything at once because you respond and he doesn't care about being a GOOD dom"
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"He's not a good dom?"
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>"Total amateur. A good dom does it as much for the sub as him or herself. But he doesn't have to care about being good at it"
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"Why not?"
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>"Because he's a MAN, and he's PAYING for it. You are nothing but the thing that fulfills his fantasies"
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"So is it wrong that I... that I like it?"
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>"No. But you know what's wrong here. You've been through this before with him. That's why you're talking to me instead of taking shit from Snowdrop"
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>She's got you there
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"So what do I do?"
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>"What you should have been doing all along. Roleplay with him. Enjoy it like the sub you are. Then when he's gone it's over until next time"
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"But I..."
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>"This is the same guy you thought was going to really be your master because he gave you a collar"
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"Yeah, but..."
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>"What he gets off on has a lot of overlap with what makes you tick, so you're really vulnerable to him"
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"Part of it feels so right, though"
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>"Execpt the part where you're just an object to him. Not even an object of affection - just a toy he pays to come play with"
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>That hurts
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>But you know it's true
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"I would be his toy if that were possible"
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>"If that's what he really wanted you would be his. What he wants is a rental, and that's what you are, but you've let him get in your head anways - AGAIN!"
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>Once again you realize how foolish you've been about this guy, your ''master'
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>You can feel the tears starting up
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>"Sweetie," she says in a cooing tone. "I wish I could take care of you"
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>You ALMOST wish she could as well
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>"You can talk to Madam, you know"
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"It's embarrassing..."
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>"I'm sure she already knows what's going on and is surprised you haven't come to her yet"
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"You think?"
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>"She arranged this call, didn't she? She knows you, and she knows what he's like. She knows what's going on"
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>She adds, "It's pretty obvious you're heading for heartbreak again"
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"Snowdrop is gonna give me so much hell for this"
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>"You kind of deserve it. You really should have known better. But he's your first. Nopony thinks clearly about their first"
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"So don't let yourself get attached to them - ever - because it's ALWAYS about them, and will NEVER be about you - not even a little bit?"
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>"It's pretty obvious, isn't it?"
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"Not when you're busy pretending it isn't"
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>"Stop doing that!"
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"Yeah. Thanks, Skydancer. You're a good friend. Wanna talk to Snowdrop?"
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>"I'd love to!"
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>You rush to the door and open it to call for her
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>Of course she's right there listening against it
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"I'm guessing you want to talk to Skydancer, and would rather be alone?"
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>"That OK?"
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"Yeah"
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>"You OK?"
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"Yeah, just stupid. Again. And stupid hurts sometimes"
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>"We'll talk about it"
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"After I talk to Madam"
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>Be filly
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>In Madam's office again
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>You're here more than you expected yourself to be
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>But you know Skydancer was right
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>In expecting Madam to listen as well as Skydancer did you were disappionted
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>You barely told her why you wanted to talk to her when she interrupted
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>"He's been GROOMING you from literally the first day you arrived here!," she says with disapproval
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>You guess this has nothing to do with your mane and tale from her tone
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>And that tone toward a client?!
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>Sounds more like Durril than Madam
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>And that makes you uneasy
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"You OK, Ma'am?"
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>"I'm fine. I'm sorry," she says with a guilty look. "The important question is how are you?"
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"I'm OK I guess. Conflicted again because of HIM. I feel like I shouldn't like some things I do - even things I don't really like..."
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>"Because his approval is so much more important to you?," Madam asnwers
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"You have no idea"
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>"I can guess," she replies sadly. "Especially if you felt you had to get in touch with Skydancer about it"
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"I feel like I'm becoming a totally different pony since he made me cum"
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>"It started before that," Madam says firmly. "The moment he won the auction to be your first based only on a picture of you"
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"That was a thing?"
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>"That was a thing. Then he immediately became a regular, bought you a collar and started in with the master thing - he knew EXACTLY what he was doing"
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>You have no idea how to react to your first time being something that was auctionned off by the brothel
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>You thought you were only auctionned off once, when they bought you
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"What was he doing?"
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>"Taking a filly and shaping her entire sexual awareness around himself and his desires," she says, letting her disapproval show again
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>She continues, "Literally making who you are what he wanted you to be - not out of concern for you, but for his satisfaction only"
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>What are you supposed to make of that?
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>You've never head Madam sound so disapproving about a client
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>Not even when she heard he'd choked you out
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>Now you find out she's disapproved of him all along
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>And how your relationship with him has shaped you?
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>How can Madam help you when she disapproves of your situation?
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>You feel dirty
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"Well what an I supposed to do?!," you ask, breaking into tears. "I just want to be a good girl"
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>"YOU have no fault in this. Even when you enjoy it. YOU are not at fault"
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"Then why do you make it sound like it's such a bad thing?"
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>"Bad isn't the right word. Nor is wrong, but at the risk of sounding like Durril this kind of behavior toward a filly would be considered very wrong back home"
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"I understand that. But if we were in Equestria I'd be in school instead of working in a brothel"
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>"True. And we have no choice but to play the cards we're dealt"
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"Then why does this upset you?"
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>"It's personal. A lot of mares who got into this like of work back in Equestria had been through something like this as fillies"
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"There were Filly Brothels in Equestria?!"
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>That's a new one
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>You assumed fillies were nor for sexual in Equesrtria, just here
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>"No. Absolutely not," she practically huffs. "But there were stallions who gained a filly's trust, and exploited it for their own... purposes"
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"For sex"
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>"Yes. For sex. And some of thoswe fillies ended up working at brothels once they grew up into mares"
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"So then what's the big deal? I already work at a brothel"
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>"So your client doesn't have to abuse your trust to have sex with you, does he?"
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"No... He just has to show up"
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>"Yet he's been grooming you from the start regardless, because that's what he get's off on"
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"Is that against the rules?"
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>"No," she sighs, "which is why I can't stop him from doing it"
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"Then I guess I just have to deal."
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>She sighs again and says, "But not alone you don't. I may not be able to stop this, but I can help you get through it without..."
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"Without what?"
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>"Without it doing too much in the way of... complicated and unpleasant things... to your head"
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"Complicated is right! Skydancer says he's a total amateur with no discipline, which is why he's moving too quickly and overwhelming me"
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>"That's a pro's assessment of him as a dom. I don't care so much about that - roleplay is allowed as long as nopony gets hurt"
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"Then what's the issue? Why is this so confusing and painful emotionally?"
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>"I think you know. He's gotten into your head. He's not just a client you roleplay with, is he?"
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"It's hard. There's always been a part of me that wants it to be true, especially when he tells me it is"
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>"You CAN'T let yourself believe anything a client tells you once they leave"
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>She adds, "Especially when they say things you really want to be true, but know are not. That's not how you survive as a pofessional"
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>That's what makes you feel stupid
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>You believe the things he tells you, even though you KNOW you shouldn't
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>That's why you think about him all the time
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>That's why he can do awful things to you
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>Things you actually hate
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>Like doing you up the tailhole or peeing in your mouth
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>And making you love it because you're pleasing him
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>Because all that matters is that you are his
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>You don't feel like that about any other client
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>Just him
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>And you know you shouldn't feel that way
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>"I can't stop him from telling you lies, but I can help you to remember not to believe them..."
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"Even the ones that turn me on?"
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>"Especially those. That's become part of his power over you. He's got you turned on by believing what he wants you to"
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>That's the case, for sure
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>You don't want to feel good about drinking piss
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>That's bucking disgusting
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>And you only did because you let yourself believe him
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"I'd gotten good at not really believing him for a while there," you begin. "Then when he made me cum it got a lot harder"
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>"It's always harder with the ones who get to you that way. But it's easier when you have somepony to talk to"
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"Thank you, Ma'am"
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>"I'm here for you. Remember that"
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"I will"
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>You leave Madam's office and head down the hall
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>Passing the guard along the way
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>"Hey kid," he says. "You OK? You've seemed a little down lately."
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"Working it out with Madam, but thanks for asking"
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>"Oh, good. You know, if you ever need someone else to talk to you can always talk to me," he says, scratching your ear
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"Would I have to sex you for that?," you say, jokingly
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>"Only if you wanted to, kid. I would never want to make you do anything you didn't want to"
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>Did a MAN just say that to you?!
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>He totally did!
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>And to you right now it sounds like the nicest thing a man has ever said to you
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>A kind man whose fingers are on your ear
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>Just told you what YOU want somehow matters, when he really has no reason to say that
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>He's a man and you're a pony
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>You look up at him
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>He smiles down at you
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>And you completely lose it, bursting into tears leaning against him
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>While he awkwardly pats your head
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>"It'll be all right, kid," he says
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>You believe him
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>Be mare
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>Looking back life has actually been good since you left the filly brothel
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>You'd asked Madam if there was any way you could help around the office
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>Just to try to do something nice for her
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>And she complained she couldn't make heads or tails out of the computer she was supposed to modernize the accounts with
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>It turned out the computer could talk, which helped you get over the fact that you couldn't read
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>Back then, at least
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>You couldn't do math, either
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>But you really didn't have to
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>You just told the computer what to do, and it did the math
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>Once you got the hang of it (with a lot of help from youtube)
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>You realized everything Madam was doing by hoof in the ledger could be done automatically in a spreadsheet program
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>Which was exactly what the owners wanted
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>It took months to figure all of this out
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>But once you did you realized you could even automate the process to tie in with the credit card data
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>And let the thing run itself with minimal direction from you
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>Beyond the booking
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>So when your cutie mark appeared
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>And it was a ledger
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>Madam just laughed and laughed
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>"Your special talent is ACCOUNTING?!," she said through tears of laughter
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>But when the owners saw what you did for the books at the filly brothel it wasn't funny at all
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>You were moved to one of their less specialized operations, and they had you do the books there as well
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>It turned out they ran five operations: the filly brothel, two mare brothels, the dungeon where Skydancer worked
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>And one other place that no one gave details about
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>It was the only part of the business more profitable than the filly brothel, but much more expensive to run
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>Before long you were doing the books for all five operations, and rarely seeing clients anymore
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>So you didn't ask questions
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>The other girls weren't was warm with you as they were with each other because you were really no longer one of them
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>No longer a working girl - at least not a sex worker
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>But the bookeeper for FIVE businesses!
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>HE had followed you over as a client, and wasn't very happy about that
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>But to you it felt like a triumph
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>By then Snowdrop had joined you, followed shortly by Durril
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>And even though they were working girls it didn't cause any issues with your friendships
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>Durril's tack dancing caught on, and was eventually made into a sixth business
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>As she taught more girls to dance
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>Her cutie mark was a pole, which she explained to you meant sexy dancing
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>She was actually happy about it, as it meant she also spent much more time using her special talent than actually seeing clients
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>And of course you did the books for the tack dance club as well
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>Which kept you busy with work you enjoyed
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>You still can't do math in your head
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>Which you suppose is funny for somepony who innately understood the advantages and disadvantages of cash vs accrual bookeeping
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>But you don't complain
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>Your position gives you unfettered internet access
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>And a level of respect nearly on par with a Madam, as far as the owners are concerned
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>There was only one thing that kept nagging you in the back of your mind
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>Your browsing history
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>You didn't have a lot of free time
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>But you spent a lot of it pretending to be working
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>While watching videos online
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>Videos of men, and sometimes stallions dominating mares, and more often fillies
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>Never the ones where the fillies hated it or were being abused - you thought those were awful and ought to be banned
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>But the ones where the fillies seemed to like it
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>Those almost always got you off
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>And part of you feels like that should be shameful
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>But it seems normal, or at least normal to you
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>So when you called Madam at the filly brothel asking if there was any interest in a particular fetish
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>She was all business with you when she said there was
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>And the owners were more than happy to let you visit as long as it had no effect on your bookeeping
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>So you find yourself back in Madam's office, sitting next to a filly who reminds you of yourself just a few years ago
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>"You understand the situation?," Madam asks you both
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>You nod, the filly a little more vigorously
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>Minutes later you are in one of the fimilar work rooms with the filly next to you
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>The client enters
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>He's good looking, you figure about 35 years old
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>As he looks the two of you up and down approvingly the filly speaks up
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>"Mommy, what is this man doing here?"
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>Her acting is terrible - her voice is perfect innocence
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>But her lusty smile and wide pupils looking up at you are anything but
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>You're practically shivering in anticipation, though
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>You haven't felt this kind of electric thrill since you left the filly brothel
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"This man," you begin, "is our new master. And we will do whatever he says"
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>The man smiles
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