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rarity

  1. >Rarity’s mind was oddly at ease.
  2. >She had clarity of thought that hadn’t been felt since before she left Ponyville.
  3. >She moved with confidence, purpose, and determination.
  4. >And incredible lust, of course!
  5. >Her life was so ubiquitously sexual that it was always at the fore of her mind.
  6. >And that accursed toy in her rump was doing her no favors!
  7. >To be denied release for days on end despite always being surrounded by sex was simply maddening.
  8. >But even so, she was focused and in control.
  9. >At last she understood that her master had a plan for her, and this was a part of it.
  10. >This arousal was not something to be fixed, but something to be embraced!
  11. >Though the specifics of what he intended were still a tad muddy, she was starting to understand her purpose in his machinations.
  12. >They were meant to seduce Coco Pomelle, but it clearly wasn’t just because he wanted more ponies to penetrate.
  13. >If he sought more sex he would have simply sated himself with Rarity’s glorious body!
  14. “He wishes to show me off to the world!”
  15. >It was all so clear in retrospect.
  16. >Master was proud to be with her, but she was hiding from public view.
  17. >Master’s grand plan was to make these things normal so they could stop hiding their fiery romance!
  18. >This was how normal humans expressed their love, and he had been trying to show his love for some time now.
  19. >He was trying to protect Rarity’s reputation, and she had been too foolish to figure that out.
  20. >But perhaps if it were no longer taboo…
  21. >They merely had to make this kind of lifestyle fashionable.
  22. >And Rarity was nothing if not a trend setter!
  23. >She could hardly wait to roll out a new fashion line.
  24. >It would be simply marvelous to see mares going about their day to day business, enjoying the sun and chatting, simply living their best lives while wrapped up in ribbons.
  25. >Hm.
  26. >Perhaps ribbon was too little.
  27. >This kind of thing found its subtlety in being lurid.
  28. >A PROPER statement would be one presented as crass, while finding little ways to signal the minutia and detail.
  29. >The outfit has to be as overt and in one’s face as possible, while all the accompanying pieces convey the actual complexity.
  30. >Perhaps the base statement would be chains?
  31. >And one could bear accompanying articles to demonstrate what training they had received and what was off limits!
  32. >Various symbols to help differentiate the good slaves from the great ones!
  33. >And she, of course, would have a complete set!
  34. >She could hardly wait to show off her lewd body to the world.
  35. >Whatever slave couture wound up being, it would of course be designed with easy access in mind!
  36. >Would she enjoy being bred in public?
  37. >Probably!
  38. >The mere thought excited her…
  39. >But of course, that all had to wait.
  40. >She couldn’t do any of these things yet!
  41. >It wasn’t permissible!
  42.  
  43. >Loathe though she may be to admit it, Rarity had to wait until the world at large was ready to accept her.
  44. >”Rarity? Are you okay?”
  45. “Oh! Why, yes! Hello Coco.”
  46. >Coco had a cute butt, didn’t she?
  47. >It was a terrible shame that there was nothing in it right now.
  48. >A pony like that deserved a good fuck.
  49. >Ooh, perhaps Rarity should show her the ropes?
  50. >The metaphorical ones too, of course.
  51. >It might be fun teaching her how to properly swallow cocks.
  52. >Though she still had to admit she needed far more practice to actually refine the art of fellatio, Rarity was sure she could be a good teacher.
  53. >Perhaps she’d stick a toy in her cunt and have Coco suck on it so as to better simulate an actual stallion?
  54. >It sounded fun!
  55. >Plus she was sure that she could learn more from being on the receiving end…
  56. >”You’re awfully flush. And drooling. Are you ill?”
  57. “I’ve never felt better!”
  58. >Coco nodded slowly, clearly unconvinced of Rarity’s wellbeing.
  59. “Oh I do so look forward to doing you. This. Doing this with you.”
  60. >”So am I. You’re sure you’re okay?”
  61. “Of course!”
  62. >Preparing the boutique was going to be a hassle, no doubt.
  63. >But there was an upside to it.
  64. >This was an opportunity to explore new frontiers!
  65. >She wasn’t going to have mannequins this time.
  66. >No, instead she would have mares bound in place to demonstrate her clothing.
  67. >They would have to be properly restrained so they didn’t jostle around too much.
  68. >And perhaps even drugged.
  69. >But it would be so much more realistic than a mannequin.
  70. >Ponies on display, completely unable to move, for hours on end…
  71. >And in the attic she would try her new line of more provocative attire.
  72. >Couples could come here to find attire that would spice up their love life.
  73. >If some stallion were to decide he wanted to enjoy the mannequin as a form of quality assurance, who was she to judge?
  74. >”You’re spacing out on me, Rarity. Please help me get this counter out of here.”
  75. “Oh. Yes. My apologies. I suppose I should just… push?”
  76. >”Aren’t you going to take your dress off first? It could get dirty.”
  77. >She couldn’t do that!
  78. >Coco would see the plug!
  79. >Which…
  80. >Might not be so bad.
  81. >It wasn’t the right colour of course, but this was just a new way of showing jewelry.
  82. >Perhaps she should have that piercing put back in her clitoris?
  83. >It certainly was fun the way the ruby rubbed against everything…
  84. >Rarity shook her head violently.
  85. “No, I had best not. Let’s begin moving you in! Um. Where are your things?"
  86. >"Already inside. We just need to get them up the stairs."
  87. "Oh. Well, I suppose there's no point in delaying."
  88. >Physical labor was rarely interpreted as erotic.
  89. >And Despite her perversity, Rarity’s mind was soon drifting away from sex.
  90. >It was taxing and slow.
  91. >Menial physical labor more fitting of Applejack than of a lady such as herself!
  92. >But the worst was yet to come.
  93. >They had to do renovations when they were finished.
  94.  
  95. >She was most certainly NOT a carpenter.
  96. >In truth, much of the work was going to be done by contractors.
  97. >But she still took it upon herself to break ground, and prepare the worksite.
  98. >It saved quite a bit of money after all!
  99. >Removing the dirt of months of neglect wasn’t going to be particularly taxing, but the simple drudgery still weighed heavily upon her.
  100. >There was going to be so much work to do…
  101. >They hadn’t quite finished moving Coco in when Rarity collapsed with exhaustion.
  102. >Coco wasn’t doing much better.
  103. “Oh- oh dear. I fear this may be a bit more ambitious than I had realized.”
  104. >”It’s certainly not easy. Do you know anywhere nearby where we can get lunch?”
  105. “I know of a dining establishment, but nothing suitable for our current needs.”
  106. >”That tears it. Rarity, what’s wrong? Are you hurt?”
  107. “Hm?”
  108. >”You’ve been acting very strangely! First was wearing that awful outfit, next was the drooling and spaciness, then you decided to dirty your clothing for no reason, and now? NOW? I find out you don’t know the local restaurants?”
  109. >Rarity hadn’t really taken the time to think about it.
  110. >But it was true.
  111. >She was behaving rather oddly.
  112. >And now that she actually stopped to think about it…
  113. >It didn’t make much sense.
  114. >Sure, everything except the spaciness and drooling could be explained pretty easily.
  115. >But…
  116. >Why was she protecting her master?
  117. “Did I-”
  118. >The term “master” felt so natural.
  119. >But it was surely wrong.
  120. >He had abused her horrifically.
  121. >But she was still…
  122. “I need some time to think. Sorry, but would you be willing to give me… 15 minutes perhaps?”
  123. >”I can. But are you sure you’re okay?”
  124. “I assure you, I shall be. Now please. Go get us some lattes. I’ll be ready to make my decision when you return. And then we can talk about it.”
  125. >Coco didn’t move at first.
  126. >She instead elected to maintain eye contact with Rarity for an uncomfortably long time.
  127. >But eventually, she stepped out.
  128. “I suppose I have to decide, don’t I?”
  129. >Rarity said to herself.
  130. “And whatever I choose, I shan’t be coming back from it. Any time soon.”
  131. >She knew what her heart wanted, but-
  132. >”Sorry, Rarity!”
  133. “Ack! Oh, Coco! You startled me!”
  134. >”I just wanted to make sure. Tall hazelnut latte macchiato, half caffeinated?”
  135. “Correct. You have a great memory.”
  136. >”Do you know anywhere good nearby?”
  137. “I’m afraid not. The doctor has a coffee shop he frequents, but I don’t know where it is. If you happen to find out, do avoid it. Their products are quaint, but in a bad way.”
  138. >”Whew. I’m glad to hear it. That’s the Rarity I know.”
  139. >Coco left again.
  140. >And Rarity slowly ascended the stairs.
  141. >Just the other day she and her master had made love here.
  142. >No, that wasn’t the right term for it.
  143. >It was too passionate, too raw.
  144. >That wasn’t love.
  145. >It was lust.
  146. >They had FUCKED here.
  147. >Rarity laid down on the cold hard floor.
  148. >She spread her legs.
  149.  
  150. >And she started to play with herself.
  151. >She was tired and sweaty, and her body was aching from exertion.
  152. >The haze of lust that had filled her head not too long ago was long gone.
  153. >And yet, her body reacted immediately.
  154. >She had to bite her tongue to avoid crying out in excitement.
  155. >Seconds in, her entire body was beginning to tremble from excitement.
  156. >And in less than a minute, Rarity reached her climax with an animalistic cry of delight.
  157. >But she wasn’t done.
  158. >Rarity began to work herself harder.
  159. >And she allowed her mind to drift.
  160. >She found her thoughts landing on the past.
  161. >Nearly a week ago, when she had been raped hundreds of times over.
  162. >It had been the most exquisite of agonies.
  163. >Bound.
  164. >Helpless.
  165. >Robbed of her sight.
  166. >And used as a tool of pleasure.
  167. >She could remember the sensation of one dick after another being roughly shoved down her throat.
  168. >The burning pain and humiliation of choking on semen.
  169. >The jubilation and revulsion that came when the next dong made itself present.
  170. >The hidden dismay at having empty holes.
  171. >The secret hope of filling them all at once.
  172. >The burning passion for more.
  173. >The firm knowledge that this was wrong.
  174. >The fear that it might never end.
  175. >The horrible dread that it would...
  176. >Her mind went blank, and her body moved on its own.
  177. >With another sharp cry, her eyes rolled into the back of her head and her legs began twitching at random.
  178. >And then Rarity fell still.
  179. “Ah. Ah. Two. Twice.”
  180. >She had needed that.
  181. >Badly.
  182. >It had been quick.
  183. >And unsatisfying.
  184. >But it had cleared her head.
  185. >And with that Clarity, Rarity had to think.
  186. >She lay in a puddle of her own vaginal secretions, staring intently at the unlit ceiling of Coco’s new home.
  187. >Everything felt different.
  188. >It was disturbing to know just how radically different her thoughts and feelings were, especially given how underwhelming that session had proven to be.
  189. >Coco was right.
  190. >Something WAS odd about her.
  191. >She had spent all this time thinking of exciting ways to enjoy her new role, but it was just wrong.
  192. >She was being held captive by her own animalistic impulses.
  193. >This was her chance to break out.
  194. >It would be easy.
  195. >But she only had one chance.
  196. >Rarity knew that she was changing, and sooner or later she would lose touch with her old ways.
  197. >This was her only chance to regain control of her life!
  198. >She had to abandon shame and return to her true self.
  199. >Glamorous!
  200.  
  201. >Bold!
  202. >And of course, proud!
  203. >”Rarity?”
  204. “I'm coming!”
  205. >Rarity stood up and took a moment to dust herself off.
  206. >She descended the stairs with a soft smile on her face to find a rather worried looking Coco sitting on the floor with two paper cups and a few croissants.
  207. >How she had gotten them here, Rarity wasn't certain.
  208. >Rarity sat next to her and gently sipped the offered beverage.
  209. “Quaint.”
  210. >”But in the bad way. I think I found his coffee shop.”
  211. “I fear you have. Though this is a tad less bitter than I recall. Perhaps their quality control leaves something to be desired?”
  212. >”Are you ready to tell me what's wrong?”
  213. >This was it.
  214. >She was losing touch with her old self.
  215. >This role of being someone's toy would erase her identity sooner or later.
  216. >It was time to become herself again.
  217. “Yes. As you know, I've scrapped the idea of pret a porter garments. But I was wondering if you would like to take things a step further. You were right that the Crystal Ponies need special outfits to compliment their unique appearance, and I think this establishment should embrace that calling.”
  218. >”Do you mean…”
  219. “Bespoke designs!”
  220. >They both squealed in excitement.
  221. >“Every single outfit would be unique to the owner! That would be great! But do you really think we will be able to keep up with demand?”
  222. “Of course! Demand is controlled by price, you know.”
  223. >”But then wouldn't your stuff be just for the rich?”
  224. “Only the bespoke items. We can still have fashion lines for the masses, custom tailored of course. But our focus should always be the unique designs.”
  225. >”That would be a lot of work though. Do you think we'll be able to keep up?”
  226. “Pricing. Pricing! We charge for our services based on demand! If we're falling behind, the price shoots up!”
  227. >”And if they keep placing orders?”
  228. “Then we purchase the city and redecorate!”
  229. >”That sounds great! But-”
  230. “I haven’t dodged your question dear. Merely working up to it. I’m hesitant to broach the subject. You’re right. I’m not acting myself. Rarity is meant to SHARE her opinions. If I don’t tell everypony what I think, how else will they know I’m right?”
  231. >Coco smiled gently.
  232. “You see, things work a tad differently here in the Empire, and I think that if we are to live here we should adapt to their customs.”
  233. >”Oh, of course! Do they have an extra holiday we need to observe?”
  234. “Probably a few. But that’s not what I meant. You see…”
  235. >Rarity knew that she was changing, and sooner or later she would lose touch with her old ways.
  236. >She was becoming passive and timid!
  237. >She had to abandon shame and return to her true self.
  238. >Glamorous!
  239. “We should sell intimate apparel.”
  240. >”Intimate? You mean, like… for couples?”
  241. “That would be a good start, yes! The crystal ponies are much more open about this kind of thing than you might expect. I expect there will be demand.”
  242. >”I don’t know…”
  243.  
  244. “You will. In time. I would like to put the more exciting things in the attic, but that will have to wait until we find you a better home.”
  245. >”Alright. I guess if that’s normal here.”
  246. “Not doing it would make us freaks.
  247. >Bold!
  248. “We should also carry marital aids.”
  249. >Coco nodded fervently.
  250. >Then realization hit her and she choked on her latte.
  251. >Mercifully it was a liquid.
  252. >Rarity didn’t wait for her to clear her throat.
  253. “Obviously that’s not our forte, and I don’t expect either of us will be able to provide. But I have found a local craftspony that seems to understand what quality means. We would be partnering with her to provide them.”
  254. >”B- *cough* but- no! Nopony will respect us!”
  255. “Oh. Trust me. They shall.”
  256. >”But that’s not fashion!”
  257. “Why not? If it makes a statement while looking good on or in you, it’s fashion!”
  258. >And of course, proud!
  259. “She makes good products. Trust me, I know. Though she does have a questionable understanding of marketing.”
  260. >She was being held captive by her own animalistic impulses.
  261. >Impulses like fear, shame, and guilt!
  262. >This was her only chance to regain control of her life!
  263. >And to take control of her future as a slave!
  264. “I met her thanks to my partner. He’s shown me a whole new world.”
  265. >She had spent all this time thinking of exciting ways to enjoy her new role…
  266. >But why?
  267. >Why was she THINKING?
  268. >Don’t just think about it, do it!
  269. >Do it!
  270. >DO IT!
  271. “One I think you’d quite enjoy. Coco? I think you should join us.”
  272. >”Join you for… what? Tea?”
  273. “Sex.”
  274. >A very flustered Coco stood up and walked out the door.
  275. >Rarity scurried after her.
  276. “Understandable. You’re afraid. Much like I am. But you told me I wasn’t acting like myself, and you were right! Rarity isn’t a shrinking violet who bends to the norm! Rarity MAKES the norm! And that, my dear, is what Coco Pommel does as well! Join me, as we shall show the whole of ponykind a bold new art!”
  277. >Coco sped up.
  278. >As did Rarity.
  279. “If you’re not ready-”
  280. >”I never will be.”
  281. “Then you are not obligated to do anything.”
  282. >Yet.
  283. ”But I assure you, you are missing out.”
  284. >”Can we stop talking about it?”
  285. “Yes.”
  286.  
  287. >Coco slowed down.
  288. “I do not wish to push you away, Coco. If this is going to be a problem then I will gladly pretend it never happened.”
  289. >”You should have known it would be a problem.”
  290. “And why is that?”
  291. >She had no answer, of course.
  292. ”Come. Let’s return to the boutique. We have much work to do.”
  293. >”Okay… but we’re not going to talk about- about dirty things.”
  294. “That’s fine.”
  295. >Rarity didn’t want to talk about dirty things anyway.
  296. >She would much rather do them.
  297. “I do still think we should branch out to more exciting apparel and certain accessories though.”
  298. >”Alright. If that’s how things are done here… But I’m not going to promise mine will be any good. I don’t know much about that kind of thing.”
  299. >Rarity couldn’t help but grin.
  300. >Coco hadn’t reacted nearly as badly as she’d expected.
  301. >Though she didn’t yet have a plan, she was certain she could make it work!
  302.  
  303. I am aware that Rarity broke one of her rules. There will be consequences.
  304.  
  305. Good thing I checked the catalog, I was just about to make a new thread!
  306.  
  307. Previously on Pony Rape Z, Rarity was so horny she couldn't think straight and started rationalizing her lot in life, trying to convince herself it was her idea all along.
  308. Now for the actual green.
  309.  
  310. >You walked straight past Rarity when you got home.
  311. >You didn’t hesitate for even a second on his journey to bed.
  312. >Rarity couldn’t help but wince at the sight of you collapsing on the bedding, fully clothed.
  313. >“Oh dear. That’s going to wrinkle terribly.”
  314. >She approached cautiously, perhaps even fearfully
  315. >”I trust it was another hard day?”
  316. >You only grunt.
  317. >”I do hope there aren’t many more of those on the horizon.”
  318. >You don’t have the energy to reply.
  319. >Rarity starts talking about something, but you sorta tune her out.
  320. >There’s way too much going on, and you’re nearing your limit.
  321. >Or at least you WERE nearing your limit.
  322. >Today was too much.
  323. >Your questionable choices with Twilight have put you at risk, you just discovered you’re an illegal alien, shapeshifting mind control bugs likely want you dead, Applejack isn’t fooled about your history with Rarity, you’re going to struggle to afford to restock the clinic, you’re totally overwhelmed at work, your toe is rotting off, and your friend is going to die of a stroke!
  324. >And then, to really make sure that everything’s totally fucked-
  325. >”Master? Are you okay?”
  326. “No.”
  327. >You’re not sure why you said it.
  328. >It’s true, of course, but why tell the truth?
  329. >You’ve lied to Rarity plenty of times before.
  330. >Usually in an indirect manner, or by omission, or even with misleading truths.
  331. >Why choose now to be so transparent?
  332. >And so blunt?
  333. >It was really no mystery.
  334. >Letting a patient die was just not something you could do.
  335. >Days like today had gotten you in trouble before.
  336. >”What’s the matter? Is it the money?”
  337. >You can’t help but give off a humorless laugh.
  338. >”Is it your hoof?”
  339. >Hoof.
  340. >”Is it trouble at work?
  341. “I’ve got a lot of problems, Rarity.”
  342. >”Then you need a lot of solutions! Let me help you!”
  343. “And how exactly would you be able to help me?”
  344. >”I can’t. Not if you don’t tell me what’s wrong.”
  345. >You don’t cry.
  346. >Maybe it’s because you’re too tired. Or maybe it’s because you haven’t been pushed far enough yet.
  347. >Maybe it’s not in your nature…
  348. >Or maybe it’s because you’re too angry.
  349. >No, not angry.
  350. >FURIOUS.
  351. >How could they be so STUPID?
  352. “I had a patient today. A retarded one. You can write that on their tombstone in a couple of days.”
  353. >”Oh dear. This sounds…”
  354. “Catastrophic? Strangulated ventral hernia.”
  355. >”A what?”
  356. “Soft tissue pushes through the abdominal wall and gets stuck. Causes a lot of complications, in this case it’s strangling their intestines. Already gangrenous from what I could tell.”
  357. >You don’t bother getting up.
  358. >But somehow you know what Rarity’s face looks like.
  359.  
  360. “Normally it’s not that big of a deal. You just put the intestines back in place, and place a mesh over the hernia so it doesn’t recur. But they left it too long. I have to cut it out.”
  361. >”But you CAN cure them. Right?”
  362. “No.”
  363. >An oppressive silence fills the building.
  364. >Rarity finally breaks it with laughter.
  365. >”Oh, oh my goodness. You had me fooled for a moment. Of course you can cure it!”
  366. “No. A few days ago when they initially had their appointment, it would have been easy. Doing it right now is risky. But, of course, we’re not doing it at all.”
  367. >If only you hadn’t closed the clinic.
  368. >Maybe they would have been less stupid back then.
  369. >Maybe you’d have at least had time to talk to them.
  370. >Maybe…
  371. >”And WHY aren’t you there RIGHT NOW curing them?”
  372. “Because they refused.”
  373. >”But- pardon?”
  374. “You’re right. It’s insane! But… it’s their right. I can’t stop them.”
  375. >You’re painfully aware of what happens if you do.
  376. >”Well, go back and talk some sense into them!”
  377. “I tried!”
  378. >”Try HARDER!”
  379. >She stomps the ground in anger, and you can hear more than a bit of fire in her voice.
  380. “THEY WOULDN’T LISTEN! They- they… they don’t trust me enough to let me try.”
  381. >”Well then, do something! Overpower them! Call the militia to- you- you have to…”
  382. “I can’t.”
  383. >”But-”
  384. “Shut up and listen. I cannot force anypony to accept treatment. They have chosen to die, so they’re going to die.”
  385. >”You forced treatment on me.”
  386. …
  387. >Fuck.
  388. >She’s right.
  389. >If you can commit malpractice for selfish reasons, but not to help someone…
  390. >What have you become?
  391. >A monster?
  392. >No, that’s not it.
  393. >A coward.
  394. >This is cowardice.
  395. >It’s because you’re afraid of losing it all.
  396. >You can hear her crying.
  397. >And you don’t blame her.
  398. >This is wrong.
  399. >It’s a violation of so many rules and laws.
  400. >You’re doing the wrong thing.
  401. >But that’s what makes you who you are.
  402. “I need your help finding them.”
  403. >”You’re *sniff* you’re going to help them?”
  404. “I’m going to try. They’re in a lot of danger. But we need to track them down soon. They’ll still be in the city, if I remember the train schedule right. We need to find a way to convince them to accept my help”
  405. >She doesn’t understand how this works.
  406. >She won’t fully grasp just how wrong this is.
  407. >This would definitely get you thrown in prison if you were back on Earth.
  408. >Are you really going through with this?
  409. >”What’s this poor soul’s name?”
  410. >Of course you’re going through with it.
  411. >There’s no reason she can’t live a full and healthy life.
  412. >Shining Armor and Cadence will understand.
  413. “Able Copper.”
  414. >”You got that wrong, didn’t you.”
  415. “Probably. Two toned red mane, green body, non-crystal Earth mare. I have to prepare. I need you to find her. Look for somepony with debilitating stomach pain. Once we’ve found her… I don’t know. We’ll have to think of something.”
  416.  
  417. “From who?”
  418. >”It’s whom, master!”
  419. >She runs out the door.
  420. >You let out a long, shuddering breath.
  421. >You’d just violated so many ethical guidelines and laws.
  422. >But it’s not the first time.
  423. >Hopefully it won’t be the last, either.
  424. “The die is cast. Best make the most of it.”
  425. >You head back to the clinic to prepare the theater.
  426.  
  427. Later…
  428.  
  429. >Rarity was gasping desperately for breath.
  430. >She was ill accustomed to pushing herself like this.
  431. >No amount of desperation would make up for the limits she was burdened with, but she was determined to make the absolute most of whatever energy she still had!
  432. >She made her way to the barracks, just like she had last week.
  433. >But instead of trepidation, she found herself overcome by a sense of urgency.
  434. >The instant she entered the building, Rarity found herself surrounded by soldiers.
  435. >She barely paid them any heed.
  436. “Cadence! I need to speak with her immediately!”
  437. >”Ooh! Are you the entertainment tonight? Somepony certainly looks eager. I guess you like it even more than we do!”
  438. >Their guffaws fell upon deaf ears.
  439. “Please! I must speak with the princess! It’s a matter of life or death!”
  440. >”You’re really dying for dick? Well, we can help you!”
  441. >Rarity tried to walk past them.
  442. >She was immediately threatened by a wall of rifles and spears.
  443. >”That’s plenty close enough.”
  444. >Rarity was dumbstruck.
  445. >She wanted to explain the situation.
  446. >She wanted to beg them to lower their weapons.
  447. >She wanted to run, to hide, to scream!
  448. >She did nothing.
  449. >”Princess! Get back! We have an intruder!”
  450. >”It’s okay. I was expecting her. Stand down.”
  451. >Rarity was still struggling to process the situation.
  452. >Her mind was racing, working as fast as it ever had before!
  453. >But no amount of speed can help when-
  454. >They were letting her go?
  455. >What was happening?
  456. >CADENCE!
  457. >Her normal revulsion was totally forgotten, replaced with elation at seeing the slut queen.
  458. “I need your help! It’s bad, it’s bad!”
  459. >Cadence’s expression was split somewhere between smug and sultry.
  460. >”Don’t worry. If you’re that desperate for dick-”
  461. “Somepony is going to die!”
  462. >”Oh. OH! Tell me what’s happening!”
  463. “Somepony refused treatment. Need to find them soon!”
  464. >”Refused treatment? From the doctor? What’s wrong with them?”
  465. “I don’t know! He told me, but I didn’t understand! We’re looking for an Earth mare of Equestrian descent with a two toned red mane and a green coat! He doesn’t know his colors very well, so be mindful that it might be anything from maroon to coral, and her coat might be as far off as chartreuse!”
  466. >”And their name?”
  467. “You know how he is with names!”
  468. >”Alright. Let me get this straight. Somepony who’s description we aren’t sure of with no name has a condition we don’t know is sick… and we’re supposed to find them?”
  469. “Exactly!”
  470. >”Are you sure you’re not just trying to get out of community service?”
  471.  
  472. ”If you’re not going to help then her blood is on your hooves!”
  473. >Rarity turned to leave, determined to search the city on her own.
  474. >Get gait was slow and awkward, betraying her exhausted state.
  475. >”I didn’t say I wouldn’t help. Sergeant. I want you to sweep the city. Start by sending somepony to the clinic, there should be a record of her being there. You can at least get a name.”
  476. >”Of course, your majesty. Is there anything else we should know to narrow down the search?’
  477. “Oh dear. He said so much but I was in quite the tizzy… He mentioned the trains, and how she might leave the city.”
  478. >”Great. That means she’s probably not a resident, plus we know where to start. Anything else?”
  479. “I… I cannot recall.”
  480. >”We’ll find her. If you think of anything else, let us know.”
  481. “Thank you. Mas- the doctor said it was urgent.”
  482. >The military ponies started moving about in a decidedly disorganized manner.
  483. >But that one, the Sergeant seemed to be attempting to instill order.
  484. >He stood at a nearby desk barking orders, and pointing at a scroll of some sort.
  485. >Possibly a map?
  486. “I’d best get looking.”
  487. >”No.”
  488. >Cadence stepped in Rarity’s way.
  489. >”We need you here in case you think of anything else. Any little detail could help. Besides, you’re exhausted. You won’t be getting very far.”
  490. >She was right.
  491. >Rarity could barely move.
  492. >”Is there anywhere I can talk to her in private?”
  493. >”Er… We can make room. There’s classified information in the meeting room, if you give us a while to clear it out-”
  494. >”No, don’t worry about it. We’ll be across the street at the coffee shop.”
  495. “Oh, I do hope it’s better than the one Master goes to.”
  496. >Cadence has a massive smirk on her face.
  497. >Rarity couldn’t figure out why though!
  498. >She had just been talking about coffee after all.
  499. >Perhaps she wasn’t a fan of that one either?
  500. >Cadence led the way, and Rarity awkwardly stumbled after her.
  501. >She was appalled to discover what she was approaching.
  502. >It was so… austere!
  503. >A baby blue windowless establishment with vulgarities painted upon it by vandals!
  504. >The interior was no better.
  505. >An overly worn doormat gave way to cracked tile.
  506. >The harsh lighting did a terrible job of complimenting the overcrowded counterspace.
  507. >At least it seemed clean…
  508. >”Princess!”
  509. >The barista exclaimed.
  510. >A bulky crystal stallion with a hard face.
  511. >”At ease, Lancepesade. We need somewhere private to talk, somewhere without sensitive information.”
  512. >“It’s not really furnished right for you, but I can offer my storage room. There are a few crates you can sit on if you need seats.”
  513. >”Thank you.”
  514. >”Can I get you two anything? On the house.”
  515. >”We would appreciate something, but I insist on paying. Small with sugar.”
  516. “Caramel hazelnut macchiato. Half caffeinated, half decaf.”
  517.  
  518. “Ma’am, you’re about 10 paces out of a military installation in the toughest part of the most martial pony nation on the planet. This ain’t Manehattan.”
  519. “I had noticed.”
  520. >”Right. Two with sugar coming up.”
  521. “Ugh.”
  522. >”Thank you, Lance.”
  523. >The storage room was well organized, if a bit crowded.
  524. >Everything was neatly arranged on the shelves, with a healthy amount of space between the floor and the first shelf.
  525. >Rarity was pleased to see that it was clean.
  526. >Not just clean, but pristine.
  527. “I suppose he does a good job of cleanliness. At least inside. What did you say his name was again? Lancepesade?”
  528. >”That’s not his name. It was his rank when he retired last year. He’s just Lance.”
  529. “Oh. What was his rank?”
  530. >”Lancepesade. An archaic word for broken lance. It signifies a highly experienced soldier.”
  531. “Why did he retire?”
  532. >”He’d had a really long career. Never sought office from what I can remember. He had every right to retire before the Empire returned, except…”
  533. “Sombra.”
  534. >”He kept soldiering for a few years after I moved into the palace, and only quit because he broke his leg and couldn’t do the job anymore. The poor guy couldn’t pass the physical standards after it healed, and got an honorable discharge.”
  535. “So you mean to tell me…”
  536. >”Broken lance Lance broke?”
  537. >They said it in perfect sync.
  538. >”It was really hard on the guy when he realized he couldn’t serve anymore.”
  539. “I take it he enjoyed being a soldier.”
  540. >”No. Nopony likes being a soldier. It’s a miserable and dangerous job. He was proud of the Empire and wanted it to thrive. We have a very militant history because this land was heavily disputed before it got locked out of time.”
  541. “Yes, I had noticed there are a lot of military types around here. It’s not at all like Equestria.”
  542. >”Equestria has a bigger military presence than you think.”
  543. >Cadence sat on the floor.
  544. >Rarity selected a wooden crate to sit upon.
  545. “There are other crates you know.”
  546. >”I feel more comfortable being lower down.”
  547. “You have a throne.”
  548. >”I know... Tell me what happened. It might help the search.”
  549. “Yes, of course. Master came home and walked straight past me. He didn’t even look at me. He just collapsed on his bed, fully clothed, without a care about what that would do to the fabric. After some… prodding, he revealed that one of his patients was terminal. Apparently it was possible to cure them, but he wasn’t going to do it.”
  550. >”That doesn’t sound like him.”
  551. >There was a knock on the door.
  552. >”Enter.”
  553. >Lance marched in, carrying a tray in his teeth.
  554. >He did an admirable job of keeping it level, but a bit of coffee still sloshed out of the cups carried on it.
  555. >Cadence levitated one cup off the tray, then after a few seconds carried the second one out to Rarity.
  556.  
  557. “Thank you.”
  558. >He showed himself out without replying.
  559. “Augh. This is terribly bitter.”
  560. >”Yep. Bitter, sweet, and not much else. It could use a little something… but I don’t think his regular clientele would be comfortable.”
  561. “I’m hesitant to ask.”
  562. >”Hazelnut. You really called it with your order.”
  563. “Oh. Knowing you, I thought you were going to say semen.”
  564. >”What? I wouldn’t waste perfectly good cum by putting it in coffee. You have to savor it.”
  565. “Eugh.”
  566. >”This place is really barebones. You can get sugar, but that’s about it.”
  567. “It’s not particularly enjoyable.”
  568. >”It’s not meant to be enjoyed. It’s meant to be drunk in a hurry so you can wake up after way too little sleep and go out for more training. Or to patrol, whatever you’re doing that day.”
  569. >The business as a whole suddenly made perfect sense.
  570. >But without any upselling or add-ons, it would be difficult to afford such an establishment.
  571. >It was rough because of narrow profit margins, no doubt.
  572. >”We’re getting distracted. Why wasn’t he going to cure them? You said they’d refused?”
  573. “Yes.”
  574. >”Did he say why?”
  575. >Rarity had to think about that for a while.
  576. >She didn’t think he had.
  577. >She went over the conversation over and over again in her head-
  578. “He said they didn’t trust him.”
  579. >”That’s a fairly common problem, unfortunately. Most ponies around here do, but there are quite a few holdouts. He’s got a bit of a reputation for disemboweling his patients.”
  580. “I suppose that reputation is technically accurate. But why would they seek his aid if they didn’t trust him?”
  581. >”Pardon?”
  582. “It’s just that, THEY sought HIM out, right? And if he already had such a reputation, surely the notion that he might have to do something like that wouldn’t have been too jarring. What changed?”
  583. >”That’s a very good question! There IS something that might have done it… Do you remember what name he gave you?”
  584. “Able Copper.”
  585. >”Able. Perhaps… Apple?”
  586. >Apple.
  587. >”Applejack has been going around telling everypony who’ll listen that he can’t be trusted. Maybe this pony is an Apple.”
  588. “Why would she do that?”
  589. >”Apparently, she thinks he did something bad to you. Has he?”
  590. >Rarity had to steel her resolve.
  591. >She had made her choice, over and over again.
  592. >She couldn’t keep backing down, she couldn’t keep shying away.
  593. >If she didn’t want this, it meant she wasn’t in control.
  594. >That she was a victim.
  595. >That wasn’t the Rarity way.
  596. “Nothing comes to mind. Though… I am hesitant to do this, but when there’s a bit of time I wish to discuss some relevant matters with you.”
  597. >”When this is over, I’d be happy to. If you’ll excuse me, I’m going to tell them it’s probably an Apple. Maybe they can get started before we actually get the name.”
  598.  
  599. Later…
  600.  
  601. >You’d nearly worn through the floor of the clinic from pacing for so long.
  602. >For what must have been the hundredth time, you thought about going out and looking for her yourself.
  603. >But if you went out, and Rarity brought her here, how would you know?
  604. >Maybe if you checked in every half hour or something-
  605. >The door opened.
  606. >And Shining Armor walked in.
  607. >”We need to talk.”
  608. >That didn’t sound good.
  609. >”I’ve been told you chose to let a patient die.”
  610. “I guess I know who Rarity went to for help. You’ve been told a half truth.”
  611. >”Explain yourself. And don’t bring up that confidentiality thing, you’ve already broken it. I COMMAND you as prince to tell me what’s happening!”
  612. >Ooh, he was pissed.
  613. “It’s pretty simple. She refused treatment. I tried to talk her out of it. I made sure to explain that there was no chance she would survive without surgical intervention. She called me a liar, a murderer, and a rapist, then left.”
  614. >”And she was right about all three.”
  615. “I have NEVER-”
  616. >”You were going to LET HER DIE! As far as I’m concerned, you tried to kill her.”
  617. “You have no idea what you’re talking about.”
  618. >He snarls at you for a moment, but collects himself.
  619. >”You know what? You’re right. I should give you a chance. Last time there was a misunderstanding, I split your lip for no reason. You’re an alien, I have to get used to the fact that you think differently than I do. Please. Tell me HOW what you did is even remotely acceptable. I DESPERATELY want it to be okay because I consider you to be my friend, but I just can’t see it.”
  620. “She didn’t want me to help her.”
  621. >”And YOU of all ponies took no for an answer?”
  622. “It’s the law.”
  623. >”Not here it isn’t.”
  624. “Maybe not, but some laws are made with good reason. Patients are the ones who ultimately decide what happens to them. I can advise them, and I can be the one who actually administers the treatment. But they’re the ones who choose their fate.”
  625. >”Even if they choose wrong?”
  626. “It’s not really their choice if they aren’t allowed to make a mistake.”
  627. >”And WHY exactly are we allowing mistakes here? It’s not like they’re going to learn from them.”
  628. >You think you understand the problem.
  629. >He hasn't seen medical horrors.
  630. >A hospital can be a very grim place.
  631.  
  632. “Medicine is not perfect. It’s risky, painful, and depending on where you live, expensive. There are treatments that are beyond agonizing. Pain the likes of which you cannot understand. Horrors and humiliation that living bodies were never meant to tolerate. Some treatments involve poisoning a patient to the brink of death and then holding them there for months in the hopes that they outlast whatever is making them sick. Because we can keep you alive longer than is natural, we can keep you suffering longer than is natural. If your odds of survival are bad, the treatment is unpleasant, and the cost is high… maybe you don’t think it’s worth it.”
  633. >The anger is slowly fading from his face.
  634. >Replaced with sadness.
  635. >Then a flash of realization.
  636. >A smirk for some reason?
  637. >Then he collects himself.
  638. “There are some hard limits to how much pain you can feel. Your brain won’t be able to process signals past a certain threshold. A good hospital can keep you near that limit for… years. Even if there’s no hope of recovery. Patients have the right to decide when it’s not worth it anymore. My job is to give them all the necessary information, and let them make their own informed decision.”
  639. >”Informed decisions?”
  640. “Yeah.”
  641. >”Well, at least I know what the problem is. You’re not a murderer, and you’re not incompetent. You’re a good man who happens to be retarded.”
  642. “Excuse me?”
  643. >”Imagine spending all that time in school, and still being too stupid to think. You’re not on Earth anymore.”
  644. “I know the laws are a bit different here-”
  645. >”Do you REALLY think Apple Cobbler was able to make an informed decision?”
  646. “I told her what was happening.”
  647. >”Let me guess. You said you were going to eviscerate her because invisible bugs were going to transmute her blood into poison otherwise.”
  648. >Not in so many words.
  649. >”They don’t know enough to make an informed decision. They don’t know because this isn’t Earth, and you’re not treating humans. They haven’t gone through the same schools, they don’t have the same cultural background, and they aren’t used to seeing all this alien machinery. Most of what you say doesn’t make any sense at all to me, I just know it works! All these rules and practices need to be reassessed.”
  650. …
  651. >Shame wasn’t exactly what you were expecting to feel today.
  652. >”Get it through your head. Next time this happens, you are to notify me immediately. You are to give me all relevant information, regardless of your rules about secrecy. You are to proceed exactly as I tell you to. That’s an order.”
  653. “If I start sharing secrets, ponies will be hesitant to tell me the truth.”
  654. >”That’s an order, civilian.”
  655. >At least he didn’t sound angry anymore.
  656. “You’re right, by the way. I do have to rethink all these things. It’s not going to be easy, but I’ll try.”
  657. >”Thank you. I hope you’re almost ready, because we found her.”
  658.  
  659. “You did? Great! How long do I have?”
  660. >”Not sure. They haven't talked her into coming yet, I'm going to try.”
  661. >So, plenty of time.
  662. >You set to work sanitizing yourself, keeping an eye on the door.
  663. >How hard this is will be entirely dependent on how septic they are.
  664. >With incredible luck, it’ll take ten minutes.
  665. >More realistically-
  666. >There’s really not much point in worrying about it.
  667. >When they finally arrive, you’re pretty surprised to see her.
  668. >She’s forced in at spearpoint, marching in manacles.
  669. >You think you can see light bruises around her face too.
  670. >They had not persuaded her to come here.
  671. >Not with words at least.
  672. >”Please! Please, I’m begging you, I don’t want to die!”
  673. “You’re not going to.”
  674. >”PLEASE don’t eat me!”
  675. “Nobody’s eating you. You’re going to live a long and healthy life. You’ll feel way better.”
  676. >There’s no way you’ll be able to sedate her normally.
  677. >Not if she’s this scared.
  678. >You’ll inject some midazolam instead.
  679. >She starts crying and thrashing against her bonds as you approach.
  680. >The screams of terror threaten to rupture your eardrums as you produce the needle.
  681. >The soldiers pile on her to hold her still as you sink it into her neck.
  682. >Her thrashing starts to weaken shortly after you withdraw the needle.
  683. >An uncomfortably long period passes before her crying stops.
  684. >And shortly after, she falls limp.
  685. >You’re pretty shaken by the ordeal.
  686. >This poor pony just went through terror that you understand all too well.
  687. >When Chrysalis made you deepthroat her rifle, well, it was just lucky you didn’t have to pee at the time.
  688. “You’re going to be okay. Don’t worry.”
  689. >The soldiers who brought her in look a bit shaken too.
  690. “Did the prince send you?”
  691. >”He did. We’re to stay here until relieved.”
  692. “Well, you’re relieved. Thank you.”
  693. >”You don’t have the authority to do that, doctor.”
  694. >Oh.
  695. >Now you feel silly.
  696. >They help you move her onto the operating table, so perhaps it was for the best that they stayed.
  697. >After sanitizing yet again, you set to work.
  698. >She’s not properly sedated, and the addition of midazolam contraindicates the inhalants you usually use.
  699. >You’ll hook her up to an IV.
  700. >Etomidate and Lidocaine should be good for induction, but not maintenance.
  701. >You either need to commit to finishing up fast before they wear off, or use something else.
  702. >Without being sure how bad it is…
  703. >You can’t risk it.
  704. >They’re probably the right choice, but if there are complications it could be a disaster.
  705. >Ketamine has more side effects, but you can keep her sedated for a lot longer without causing irreparable harm.
  706. >It’s time.
  707. >Finding the affected site is trivial.
  708. >The telltale bulge on her abdomen is as good as a painted target.
  709. >You apply the disinfectant and begin.
  710. >You start with a small puncture, in the hope that this can be resolved with endoscopy.
  711. >But when pus starts seeping out you know it’s not happening.
  712.  
  713. >You widen the incision to about two centimeters, and use a saline wash to remove some of the waste.
  714. >It was as you’d expected, namely pretty bad.
  715. >Mercifully.
  716. >It could have been worse.
  717. >Direct removal would spread the infection and cause severe bleeding.
  718. >So you start by clamping her intestines.
  719. >You stick an empty syringe in the portioned off segment and apply suction to remove anything inside.
  720. >You’re pleased to see them start to shrivel up.
  721. >With the internal fluids removed, they are reduced to a relatively small lump of flesh.
  722. >You can safely remove that without needing to expand the wound further.
  723. >You discard the extracted tissue, then gently pull at the remaining clamps to bring the healthy intestine through the hernia in the abdominal wall.
  724. >A brief inspection tells you that you’ll have to make a correction and remove a bit more tissue from each side.
  725. >Repeating the process is a bit harder, since you’re now dealing with loose ends that are eager to flop around.
  726. >If you had a surgical assistant-
  727. >You’re not on Earth.
  728. >This isn’t a proper hospital.
  729. >You’ll make do.
  730. >The imprecision of your setup makes you damage slightly more tissue than would have been strictly necessary, but you get it done.
  731. >You slide a bioavailable tube into one end of the intestine and meticulously stitch it in place.
  732. >It has to be water-tight, so you’re forced to take your time.
  733. >You have to stop several times to manage your own sweat.
  734. >But once it’s in place, you’re in the home stretch.
  735. >Pulling the other end over the same tube, you start the process over again.
  736. >The tube and stitching will dissolve over a few months.
  737. >By then, the intestines will have healed together.
  738. >You remove the clamps and carefully slip her intestines back into her body.
  739. >Almost done.
  740. >Except…
  741. >She’s going to re-herniate more likely than not.
  742. >You’d prepared for that, of course.
  743.  
  744. >A polyvinylidene fluoride mesh had already been selected.
  745. >It won’t degrade naturally, which is exactly the point.
  746. >Cell migration is known to be good on this material, so there’s a very good chance that the hernia will resolve naturally on this matrix.
  747. >But in case it fails, there will be a backup.
  748. >The stitching will inevitably dissolve, but local fibrosis will have secured it in place long before then.
  749. >The poor girl has had a very bad day.
  750. >It’s time to close her up.
  751. >A small part of you can’t help but wonder if you’ll ever truly get used to working in these conditions.
  752. >You would have thought that as long as you’ve been here, you’d have adapted.
  753. >But some part of you still expects there to be a support network.
  754. >You can feel in the back of your mind that you’re still expecting backup to arrive if your patient crashes.
  755. >Even though you know help isn’t coming…
  756. >You discard the thoughts and focus on properly closing the incision.
  757. >But even with that concern forced from your mind, doubt is clawing at you.
  758. >She would live.
  759. >But you had done something unforgivable.
  760.  
  761. Okay, the next part is actually almost done. Give me... two days or so. I normally don't write ahead since I want feedback and direction, but the thread was dead and I was actually prodooooocing for once so I just kept going.
  762.  
  763. ==========
  764. >>40177912
  765. You're meant to feel conflicted about Apple Cobbler. Anon certainly does!
  766. As for the militia, Rarity is supposed to suck them off every week as part of her legally mandated punishment for wrecking the hospital. It's been a really long time since I wrote that, much to my chagrin, but in fiction she was scheduled to do that again today. It got interrupted by the marehunt.
  767. >>40178016
  768. I expect you're right about Anon. This incident will weigh heavily on him for a while, so it's up to Rarity to pick up the slack. Thankfully, she's ready.
  769. >>40178594
  770. I had actually already written a scene about Cadence and Rarity talking it over, but I didn't have her specifically explain why she kidnapped Rarity. In retrospect, it's weird that that wouldn't come up. I'll try to add that in before posting, thanks!
  771. As for the business, I expect it to be inherently lewd. There should be plenty of opportunities to work on Coco if she's stuck in that environment all the time.
  772. >>40178312
  773. Unless people object, Anon is probably going to take a hands off approach to mare breaking for a while and Rarity will be taking the lead. It's largely because I find the idea of mares training each other for their master's benefit to be extremely hot, but also partially because the plot I've built around him doesn't leave sufficient free time anymore. He was already overworked when he was taming Rarity, now there's a geopolitical situation developing around him.
  774. >>40178155
  775. Cadence will definitely be used as a tool for mare breaking. She's useful, of course, but it also ties into the plot nicely. Besides, it's something she'd want to do.
  776. >>40178372
  777. Twilight's recovery will be a long and drawn out process. She's going to need years to regain her strength. However, she should be healthy enough for minor lewdness within a week or so in fiction.
  778. =============
  779.  
  780. >The patient looked to be in relatively good condition.
  781. >There was an infection as expected, but the nydus was gone with minimal complications.
  782. >Breathing and pulse are steady.
  783. >Blood analysis suggests the kidneys and liver haven’t been significantly damaged by the ordeal.
  784. >Potassium is a bit low, but that’s probably unrelated.
  785. >You’re sitting by her bed and writing in her file when you hear something.
  786. >Crying.
  787. >That’s not a good sign.
  788. “You’re okay.”
  789. >”Please don’t eat me.”
  790. “I do not intend to.”
  791. >”You can’t fool me. You’re keeping me alive so I stay fresh.”
  792. >Wow.
  793. >That was a new one.
  794. >”Please… I’ll give you anything you want.”
  795. “You will? Great. I want you to get better. Can you do that for me?”
  796. >She chokes back a sob.
  797. >She’s beyond terrified.
  798. >And you can’t blame her.
  799. >Maybe it would be best if somepony else talked to her.
  800. “I’ll give you some space to collect your thoughts. But rest assured, you’re going to be fine.”
  801. >It feels wrong to leave her like this.
  802. >Proper bedside manner would have you try to comfort the patient.
  803. >But how could you?
  804. >It’s YOU that she’s scared of.
  805. >And you really can’t blame her.
  806. >You see Shining Armor standing nearby as soon as you step out.
  807. “She’s awake.”
  808. >”Great. What are her odds?”
  809. “Better than Twilight’s were, that’s for sure. Still not great. It’s really badly infected… if only we’d caught it a day or two sooner-”
  810. >”Her odds, Anon.”
  811. “Right. Sorry. Major localized infection, no significant organ damage… I’m guessing here so don’t take it too seriously, but somewhere in the region of a tenth of a percent?”
  812. >”By the STARS!”
  813. “I know. It’s not good.”
  814. >”One in a thousand to survive…”
  815. >What?
  816. “Oh, you’ve got it backwards.”
  817. >He looks confused, but only for a moment.
  818. >”I thought you said they weren’t great. One in a thousand is pretty good.”
  819. “Would you be comfortable taking that chance?”
  820. >”Hm. I see your point.”
  821. “Could you maybe go talk to her? She’s freaking out, and I don’t think she wants to see me.”
  822. >”That would be a very bad idea.”
  823. “Why”
  824. >”Who do you think subdued her when she ran?”
  825. “Oooooh. But wait, if you knew she was resistant why were you so upset with me? Like, what was I supposed to do?”
  826. >”I’ll arrange for somepony else to have a word with her.”
  827. >You can’t help but notice he didn’t answer the second question.
  828. >You take that to mean he doesn’t have an answer.
  829. >”What a clusterfuck this all was. I’m going to have to explain to Celestia why I detained one of her citizens, and ordered you to eviscerate her.”
  830. “Wow. Compared to you and the patient, I have it real easy. Look, Shining, I’m sorry.”
  831. >”Don’t be. How much training did you say you had again?”
  832.  
  833. “Four years undergrad, four years med school, six in residency. Then of course there were seminars and summits, but I’m not really sure how much time I spent on those.”
  834. >”Over fourteen years of training specifically for this job. You did exactly what you were trained to do. What was drilled into your head for over a decade. I can’t blame you for that.”
  835. “You don’t? You sounded angry last time I saw you.”
  836. >”Can you blame me for being upset? I was dragged into a city wide mare hunt, and when we found her I had to beat her up while she was begging for her life! I probably caused an international incident over this.”
  837. “Didn’t the beating happen after we talked?”
  838. >”Not helping.”
  839. “Sorry. Was it worth it?”
  840. >”If it works, yes.”
  841. >There was no hesitation in his voice at all.
  842. >Did he fail to realize how much trouble this could cause in the future?
  843. >No, that wasn’t it.
  844. >He was pretty sharp.
  845. >Was it worth asking?
  846. >He might be keeping it secret for a reason.
  847. >”It’s no secret that I’m trying to expand the Empire’s medical services, and this is how I do it.”
  848. >Oh.
  849. >Apparently he wasn’t keeping it secret.
  850. >”The senate is dragging its hooves about approving funding, I need something to give them a kick start.”
  851. “Hold on a second. You have a senate?”
  852. >”Yeah?”
  853. “So you don’t have total control?”
  854. >”Didn’t you have to pass a test before leaving Earth?”
  855. “Yes! It was about Equestria though. And I was never really planning on coming up here.”
  856. >”The Empire is politically different from Equestria. These ponies have had to deal with succession, and bad rulers. Officially they’re an advisory council until Cadence and I abdicate, then they’ll appoint a new ruler. I would expect them to pick Flurry, but they’re not obligated to.”
  857. “OFFICIALLY an advisory council.”
  858. >”Ignoring them would be a bad idea. Ponies would think me a tyrant.”
  859. “Lemme guess. The last guy who did it was Sombrero, and if you do the same thing they’ll decide you’re like him, then somepony influential would leverage the public outcry into forcing you out and putting themselves in?”
  860. >”No, actually. But good guess. Sombra actually had full support of his senate.”
  861. “He- oh.”
  862. >HIS senate.
  863. >”I wish I could say the same about myself! Unfortunately, even the prince needs the approval of the rich and powerful. None of them could lay a hoof on me on their own. But if I start making enemies, my life will get very difficult.”
  864. >Cadence had talked about how she couldn’t do what she wanted because of the opinions of others.
  865. >Maybe this is what she was talking about?
  866. >”Thanks to this mess, I can argue that this clinic is not serving as we need it to.”
  867. “I’m willing to change if you-”
  868. >”Shut up, don’t let them hear that! I order you to do what we want, putting you directly under the crown’s control. Then I say we need to maintain that control if we want you to keep saving lives.”
  869.  
  870. “Seems like a weak argument.”
  871. >”Is it?”
  872. “You don’t need to absorb my practice into the machinery of the state to make me follow your rules. Won’t they see that?”
  873. >”I’m counting on it. Don’t worry, it’s part of the plan. There’s a lot that can go wrong, and this isn’t exactly the opportunity I was hoping for. I’m not sure how Celestia will react. She’ll probably be upset, but if I can convince her we saved Apple Cobbler’s life she’ll probably go easy on me. Luna though… she’s scary.”
  874. “And you’re sure this is worth it? I mean, what you did was a pretty big deal. It probably won’t be that popular with the public.”
  875. >”I saved a life, and gave myself a lot of leverage.”
  876. >There was still something he wasn’t telling you.
  877. >If he was afraid of being called a tyrant, he’d care more about his public image.
  878. >Subduing an innocent visitor wasn’t particularly conducive to that.
  879. >You gesture for him to continue, before remembering that hand gestures probably didn’t mean much.
  880. “What’s your endgame?”
  881. >”Isn’t it obvious?”
  882. “It really isn’t.”
  883. >He sighs, casting a pensive look at you.
  884. >Something about that question was troubling him.
  885. >Not in a moral way, rather he was finding it difficult to elucidate his goals.
  886. >Perhaps his desires were nebulous, and he himself wasn’t certain what he was aiming for.
  887. >Or perhaps he wasn’t sure how best to explain the situation to an outsider.
  888. >Maybe he was carefully constructing his answer so as not to spoil any of his machinations.
  889. >You had no way of being certain.
  890. >”Have you ever wondered why I’m the prince of the Empire?”
  891. “It’s because you married the princess.”
  892. >”Correct. And have you ever wondered why Cadence is the princess of the Crystal ponies?”
  893. “No.”
  894. >”Well, others have.”
  895. >Great.
  896. >Even more stress for the guy.
  897. >And for you…
  898. >”I’d better get moving. I’ll send Cadence to speak with Apple Cobbler. See you later.”
  899. >He turns to leave, but you put your hand on his back to stop him.
  900. “Do you think we did the right thing? Morally, I mean.”
  901. >He steps away quickly.
  902. >And though you’re not exactly certain, you’re pretty sure you heard him mutter.
  903. >”I hope so.”
  904.  
  905. Even later than that…
  906.  
  907. >Rarity was DESPERATE to leave.
  908. >Lance had yet to say anything, and Rarity got the impression that he wasn’t going to.
  909. >But she knew that he didn’t want her there.
  910. >Having a stranger in the back of your shop would doubtlessly be a burden upon one’s mind.
  911. >Yet she had not been released.
  912. >And apparently, she was only welcome in the base if she was going to suck on things.
  913. >Cadence had returned again and discussed the matter from every angle.
  914. >Eventually, a courier came to tell her the pony in question had been found.
  915. >Apple Cobbler.
  916. >Shining Armor himself had been sent to speak with her.
  917.  
  918. >Shining Armor himself had been sent to speak with her.
  919. >With the prince vouching for Master, surely she would see reason.
  920. >Now all that was left to do was wait and see.
  921. >But mostly wait.
  922. >There were a thousand and one things she would rather be doing than sit alone in a storage room wherein she was not welcome!
  923. >She could be preparing the store, practicing anal, designing clothing, spending time with her friends, practicing oral, seeing the city-
  924. >She was so bored she was looking forward to community service!
  925. >After multiple hours, Cadence at last returned with a big grin on her face.
  926. >”Looks like she’s okay.”
  927. “Excellent. When is the procedure being done?”
  928. >”It’s already done. We’re going to have some… problems. In the future. But she’s alive, and awake.”
  929. “How did the Prince convince her to accept aid?”
  930. >”That’s just the thing… he kinda… didn’t.”
  931. “Oh. She changed her mind of her own volition then?”
  932. >”She fought for her life every step of the way, and is terrified that he’s going to eat her.”
  933. >Oh dear.
  934. “So wait, how did they get her to the clinic?”
  935. >”Violence.”
  936. “My STARS! I seem to have missed quite a bit!”
  937. >”And it turns out that there’s a whole heap of laws on Earth saying the Doctor wasn’t allowed to pressure her into doing anything.”
  938. “Really? But why?”
  939. >”I don’t know yet, I haven’t had a chance to look into why. But taking a quick glance at the what, I’m not even sure asking you to talk to her was legal, never mind what we did. The doctor really bent the rules hard to help her. She has no idea how lucky she is.”
  940. “I do hope this doesn’t happen often. It’s really quite hard on the doctor.”
  941. >”You should really be calling him Master. You know, like you did earlier today.”
  942. >Rarity felt like she’d been plunged into ice water.
  943. >Cadence just stood there, gloating for a while.
  944. >It took Rarity longer than she cared to admit to regain her composure.
  945. “Perhaps you misheard me. But… Apple Cobbler, you said? It sounds like she’ll be alright.”
  946. >”Yep. I hope she eventually calms down. Poor Shiney is really uncomfortable with what we did today, and he’ll be worrying about it until she’s gone. And probably for a while after that too.”
  947. “You don’t seem too shaken.”
  948. >”A bunch of stallions forcing a mare to do something for her own good? Seems pretty healthy to me.”
  949. “You really are a firm believer, aren’t you? What if it were you?”
  950. >”I wouldn’t have left.”
  951. “Even if you thought he was going to kill you?”
  952. >She sits down on the floor again.
  953. >”Well, that’s different. There is such a thing as a bad stallion. What she did makes sense, but I don’t mind that she was forced to take her medicine.”
  954.  
  955. >She looked Rarity straight in the eye.
  956. >”Sometimes, to help somepony, you have to hurt them first. If they don’t know what’s best for them, they might fight you. They might hate you. And it might take months for them to come around and finally figure out that they’re better off than they were before.”
  957. “You’re asking for forgiveness.”
  958. >Rarity was NOT a victim.
  959. >Rarity was strong, bold, and in control!
  960. >She chose her own destiny!
  961. >She CHOSE this life.
  962. >And if she kept telling herself that, she might eventually believe it!
  963. “I’m afraid you’ll have to wrong me before I’m able to forgive you.”
  964. >Cadence nearly knocked her over with her hug.
  965. >”Thank you! Oh, it was killing me knowing that you hated me. I really like you, Rarity. And for a while, I was worried it wasn’t going to work out. It was taking forever for you to come around, and I knew the doctor was a risky choice. I thought you’d hate me forever, and I’d missed my only chance to make you happy.”
  966. “Ah, yes. Of course. The doctor was the risky choice, not the abduction.”
  967. >”Well, he’s not conventionally handsome. You know, being an alien and all. But you had such unreasonable standards, I couldn’t find anypony else!”
  968. “My standards are EXACTING, not unreasonable.”
  969. >”Rarity? I’m telling you this as a friend. They’re unreasonable.”
  970. “And why should I settle for less?”
  971. >”Because there is not a SINGLE stallion on the PLANET who has everything you want. Trust me.”
  972. “Well. Maybe they should try harder.”
  973. >”Or? Maybe we should support them more.”
  974. “Bah. It’s irrelevant to the matter at hoof. I thought you’d done this because you were a whore. Do you mean to suggest this was some kind of insane matchmaking?”
  975. >”Can’t it be both?”
  976. “I do envy your… confidence when pursuing your perversions. Though I must say your methods leave something to be desired.”
  977. >”What do you mean?”
  978. “There’s a great deal of room for improvement.”
  979. >”Such as?”
  980. “Well, perhaps instead of abducting me you could have introduced us.”
  981. >Cadence laughed.
  982. >There was not a trace of insincerity in her laughter, nor any malice.
  983. >It was simply the mirth that came from encountering the absurd.
  984. “I’m quite serious, and you have a problem if you believe the contrary!”
  985. >”No, Rarity. You’re the one who has a problem!”
  986. “I beg your pardon?”
  987. >”You STILL don’t understand what makes you happy, do you?”
  988. “There are many simple joys in life that I find quite appealing.”
  989. >”That’s not what I’m talking about, and you know it. I’d bet you’re still trying to convince yourself that your master is your ticket to high society or something.”
  990. “No, I’m afraid he isn't. For all his virtues he’s nowhere near refined enough. I’ll have to make it by my own means.”
  991.  
  992. >”You’ll never be satisfied with climbing the social ladder. Trust me, I’m at the top and it’s miserable. You’ll be MUCH happier when you finally accept that mares belong at the bottom. And while it might not have been the best solution, what I did made sure you got there.”
  993. “I BEG your PARDON! Do you mean to imply that the cruder sex is in some way my better?”
  994. >”Better is the wrong word. A leader needs followers as much as followers need a leader.”
  995. “Yes, well, perhaps if you were a tad less depraved you’d understand that’s not natural. Go touch yourself for a few hundred hours until your head clears, and then think it over.”
  996. >Her sigh was very telling.
  997. >It was clear that she’d had this discussion before.
  998. >”What is the essence of a romance story?”
  999. “I suppose there’s passion, drama, intrigue-”
  1000. >”You’re overcomplicating it. The core of it is that an extremely high quality male shacks up with a female of lower social standing. A prince falls in love with a peasant who dressed up nice and searches his kingdom for them because they accidentally left a horseshoe. Abused orphan gets employment with a rich man and shacks up with him when he becomes widowed. The daughter of landed gentry is going to wind up destitute because they won’t inherit anything from their father, but they manage to seduce somepony much richer than him. Rebellious rich bitch tries to avoid being stuck with a stallion, and marries somepony slated to be executed. Turns out he’s related to nobility, and using his wits and physique he proves himself better than her and lives somehow. I really didn’t like that one. Rich businesspony rapes his employee until she likes it.”
  1001. “You’re conveniently ignoring the exceptions. Lowborn laborer is forced away from his flame, but manages to reconnect years later after writing her hundreds of letters.”
  1002. >”AND becoming a plantation owner. That one actually proves my point! They had to split up because she outranked him. Wouldn’t it have been better if it worked the first try?”
  1003. “Two youths from feuding families elope and due to a misunderstanding kill themselves out of heartbreak.”
  1004. >”Feuding ARISTOCRATIC families. She didn’t run for a serf. Besides, that’s a tragedy, not a romance.”
  1005. “You’re seeing what you want to see. Upper class mare who is in danger of becoming poor is scheduled to marry a wealthy stallion, but gets seduced by a destitute artist on a sinking boat and risks her life while abandoning any chance at wealth and social status.”
  1006. >”Oh yeah. That one doesn’t really fit.”
  1007. “It’s just FICTION anyway. That’s not how true romance works!”
  1008.  
  1009. >”Oh, of course not! I know a LOT about love, it’s sorta my thing. But we like those stories because they speak to a facet of our psyche. We think we want those things for one reason or another, but we overcome them when we find true love. But wouldn’t it be nice if we didn’t have to overcome those desires? If instead they were fulfilled?”
  1010. “I think you have a fetish and are trying to justify it.”
  1011. >Cadence scowled at her.
  1012. >Somehow that look didn’t seem like it belonged on her face.
  1013. >”You’re a tough case, but you’ll come around. We should probably leave though. I think Lance’s shop closes soon. Don’t forget, you have community service tomorrow.”
  1014. >Rarity was not a victim.
  1015. >She was in control.
  1016. >Rarity was not a victim!
  1017. >SHE WAS IN CONTROL!
  1018. “Tomorrow doesn’t work I’m afraid.”
  1019. >”You’re not getting out of it that easily.”
  1020. “I was scheduled for today. You’ll either stick to your own schedule, or I just shan’t be able to make the time for you.”
  1021. >”You’ve had a really stressful day though.”
  1022. “I have. Perhaps sucking on a few penises would be a good way to unwind.”
  1023. >Cadence smiled so wide it looked like her jaw was going to fall off.
  1024. “It will be the same arrangement as last time, yes?”
  1025. >”It will. Here, let’s get going.”
  1026. >Rarity’s heart was racing and her legs trembling as they left the coffee shop.
  1027. >Cadence stopped to talk to Lance for perhaps a bit longer than was absolutely necessary, leaving her to stew in a bizarre mixture of dread, fear, and excitement.
  1028. >She was lead through the labyrinthine base, and seemingly followed a totally different path from last time.
  1029. >And yet, somehow they wound up in the same barren concrete room.
  1030. >Just a few chains, some gas lamps, and a hole in the wall.
  1031. >But she didn’t approach the hole.
  1032. >Not yet.
  1033. >Do it, Rarity.
  1034. >Your master isn’t in charge of this relationship.
  1035. >You are!
  1036. >He’s taking charge because you’re making him, like a strong mare would!
  1037. “I need to push my- um… my master.”
  1038. >She nearly whispered the last word.
  1039. >”You’re at a glory hole. I don’t think you need to be ashamed about being in a relationship.”
  1040. “Yes, I suppose you’re right. Though I’m still not entirely comfortable with it.”
  1041. >”Why? Are you ashamed of him?”
  1042. “Oh, heavens no!”
  1043. >”Then say it loud and proud! Otherwise he might start to think you don’t appreciate him!”
  1044. >It was strange.
  1045. >Rarity was planning things that were beyond obscene.
  1046. >Yet somehow, this was still the sticking point.
  1047. >She knew it made no sense, but could not help it.
  1048. >”What do you mean push him? Like, tip him over, or… what’s going on here?”
  1049. “He’s not strict enough. I’ve broken several rules lately, and he keeps ignoring it.”
  1050.  
  1051. >”Ooh, is he going soft on us? As long as he doesn’t GET soft, am I right?”
  1052. >Rarity allowed herself to smile at the joke.
  1053. “I do not cut corners, and I do not take half measures. Everything I do, I do with quality, passion, and care. If I’m to…”
  1054. >She took a deep breath, and couldn’t help but shudder a bit.
  1055. “If I am going to be his slave, I am going to be an exemplar. Everypony shall know that I could have had any stallion I wanted, and that I chose him.”
  1056. >She can’t have others thinking she settled for less, after all.
  1057. >It would be disastrous for her social standing!
  1058. >”That’s great! What can I do to help?”
  1059. “Well, I don’t know what I want to get him to do to me.”
  1060. >”Hm. I suppose that depends. Where are you in your relationship?”
  1061. “Well…”
  1062. >Every part of Rarity’s body was beautiful.
  1063. >THERE WERE NO SHAMEFUL PARTS.
  1064. >SHE WAS GLAMOROUS, and to Tartarus anypony who said otherwise!
  1065. “We are introducing my back door to the equation.”
  1066. >”Really? That’s REALLY tame. You’re only that far along?”
  1067. “Yes, well, it has been a difficult journey to get this far.”
  1068. >”Right. And you’re hoping for a suggestion on what to do next. Well, our options are a bit limited because there are so many prudes around. How about mares?”
  1069. “Are you coming onto me?”
  1070. >”I might be.”
  1071. “I’m not-”
  1072. >Of course she was ready!
  1073. >Rarity had nothing to be ashamed of!
  1074. >And if she was going to bring Coco into the fold, she had to be ready to pleasure her as well!
  1075. >”C’mon. He let us go at it once before, right? That means it’s okay!”
  1076. “Very well, but you'll have to earn it first.”
  1077. >Cadence let out a shrill squeal of delight.
  1078. “We’re doing it my way, though. And there is one more thing. I’ve found somepony who I wish to introduce to this lifestyle, but I don’t really know how. I’m hoping you have some resources or assets I can use.”
  1079. >”I’ll definitely try! But it’s not exactly a science, I have to do a lot of guessing. Who is it?”
  1080. “Coco Pommel.”
  1081. >”I don’t think I know her, so I can’t really offer any suggestions. If you need anything, tell me! I’m working on somepony else, but I should be able to help!”
  1082. “Oh? Upon whom are you working?”
  1083. >”It’s a secret. But I have to admit, it’s not going well. I’ve been trying for years, and I haven’t gotten anywhere.”
  1084. “Perhaps when I am done with my task I can assist you.”
  1085. >Well…
  1086. >No sense putting off the inevitable.
  1087. >If she was going to be raped and abused-
  1088. >She gave her head a shake.
  1089. >She was here for a treat!
  1090. >Every filly dreamed of growing up to have a charming and rugged stallion all to her own.
  1091. >And Rarity got to sample the most masculine parts of them!
  1092. >Dozens of them!
  1093. “How do I make this thing work?”
  1094. >”Just knock and wait.”
  1095. >She gently tapped on the wall, hoping that nothing would happen.
  1096. >Cadence banged violently on the wall.
  1097. >Still, nothing happened.
  1098. >For an entire thirty seconds.
  1099.  
  1100. >A long, mottled shaft stuck its way through the hole.
  1101. >It was as intimidating in length as it was in girth.
  1102. >And as revolting as Applejack’s compost heap.
  1103. >She didn’t want to do this.
  1104. >This was a nightmare.
  1105. >She had to get out of it somehow!
  1106. >”Last time? They told me you were really bad at this.”
  1107. “WHAT?”
  1108. >”Yeah. They said they would have rather done it themselves. And you only managed to get seven of them off, by the way. That’s like, nothing.”
  1109. >Rarity knew exactly what was happening.
  1110. >Cadence was manipulating her.
  1111. >Pushing for one more aspect of Rarity’s personality to want this.
  1112. >Attacking her pride and demanding a response.
  1113. >Giving her that last little shove she needed to become a depraved slut.
  1114. >And it was working.
  1115. >To her surprise, she was thankful.
  1116. >Rarity kneeled down, and planted her lips on the tip.
  1117. >She kissed it, parting her lips ever so slightly to access it with her tongue.
  1118. >Rarity explored every facet of the tip with her tongue.
  1119. >She tested the firmness, the texture, the flavor, the contours, she pushed into the urethra ever so slightly to make certain she knew every facet of the cock.
  1120. >She removed her lips for only a moment, before moving to the base.
  1121. >She made sure to wet her tongue, and then gave it a long, sensuous lick from the base to the tip, making sure to take her time and enjoy the sensation.
  1122. >To her surprise, it ejaculated right when she was about to finish, spraying her face with a thick layer of cum.
  1123. >She told herself that was a good thing.
  1124. >It was supposed to be good for your skin, after all.
  1125. “And you said I wasn’t good. I’m the best cocksucker in the Empire.”
  1126. >”He was a quick shot.”
  1127. “Want to help me? There are plenty of dicks to go around, and I’m sure they’d love a second mare. Even if she isn’t quite as talented as I.”
  1128. >”Shiny won’t let me.”
  1129. “Such a shame.”
  1130. >Rarity hit the wall with confidence, and waited patiently for her next treat to arrive.
  1131. >She started the same way, familiarizing herself with the tip.
  1132. >Peppering it with sloppy, wet kisses.
  1133. >As soon as she got an opportunity, she was going to pamper her master’s dick too.
  1134. >She was going to give it the attention it deserved.
  1135. >She was going to savor every moment, tease every last bit of her favorite cock, memorize every last detail of it.
  1136. >She was going to permanently burn it into her brain.
  1137. >Rarity widened her mouth, and took more of the shaft in.
  1138. >She held it in her mouth for a moment, groaning in delight.
  1139. >Drooling all over the guest.
  1140. >It wasn’t master’s.
  1141. >There were all sorts of ways that it wasn’t quite as good.
  1142. >It smelled wrong, missing that unique aroma she had come to associate with pleasure.
  1143. >It lacked that strange rounded head that set it apart from the rest, and the texture against her tongue was wrong.
  1144. >It was simply inferior to her master’s.
  1145. >And it was still delicious.
  1146. >She swallowed it, taking it deep within her throat.
  1147.  
  1148. >It tried to push it out, but Rarity knew better.
  1149. >It belonged inside her.
  1150. >They all did.
  1151. >It didn’t matter how they chose to get there, she needed to let them in.
  1152. >She suckled lovingly on the cock for as long as her lungs would tolerate, before reluctantly sliding it out, pulling all the way until the flare caught on her lips.
  1153. >She teased it with her lips and tongue for a while as she caught her breath, excitedly anticipating what she knew was nigh.
  1154. >The twitching she felt in her mouth and grunting she heard from behind the wall told her everything she needed to know.
  1155. >He was feeling good.
  1156. >That meant that Rarity was doing a good job.
  1157. >She couldn’t help but swell with pride, knowing that she was a good mare.
  1158. …
  1159. >A good mare?
  1160. >Did this really make her good?
  1161. >Of course not!
  1162. >This was the bare minimum!
  1163. >She could do so much more, and she was determined to make her master happy.
  1164. >She swallowed it again, delighting in the sensation of her reward being sprayed down her throat.
  1165. >Her treacherous lungs began to cough, trying to reject the precious cum she had worked so hard for, but she held fast, making sure her charge extracted as much pleasure as possible from her body.
  1166. >She couldn’t help but feel a bit disappointed when it slipped out.
  1167. >”Thank you. That was great. Do you have a coltfriend?”
  1168. “I’m afraid I’m spoken for, dear.”
  1169. >”He’s very lucky.”
  1170. >The words set her heart aflutter.
  1171. “Whoever you wind up with, do make sure to have her come by some day. I would gladly help her learn to properly appreciate a cock.”
  1172. >Cadence approached her.
  1173. >”Now that’s a fun idea. Would you be willing to offer seminars?”
  1174. “I don’t think society is quite ready to keep up with me. There’s being avant garde, and there’s being ahead of your time.”
  1175. >”Maybe someday.”
  1176. “Why are you still here anyway? I thought you weren’t allowed to participate.”
  1177. >”I have to whip you when we’re done.”
  1178. “Ah. I was rather hoping you’d forgotten.”
  1179. >This was a punishment.
  1180. >She didn’t want this.
  1181. >She was a prisoner-
  1182. >NO!
  1183. >Nopony was more free than Rarity!
  1184. >SHE!
  1185. >WAS!
  1186. >NOT!
  1187. >A!
  1188. >VICTIM!
  1189. >She was going to seize this moment and make it hers!
  1190. >She eagerly knocked on the wall to request her next reward.
  1191. >Circumstance had seen fit to spoil her, as she was gifted another penis to pleasure.
  1192. >She spent a moment nuzzling it, anticipating the moment that she could finally take it in.
  1193. >It was like wine.
  1194. >Yes, of course!
  1195. >She told herself again and again that this was like a wine tasting.
  1196. >A high society activity, wherein she was permitted to sample various delights
  1197. >You had to test the aroma and sample the bouquet before you drank it!
  1198. >This was a rather… ordinary vintage.
  1199.  
  1200. >She much preferred imports from Earth.
  1201. >But unlike at a wine tasting, it was improper to spit out one’s drink!
  1202. >Rarity took it deep into her throat quite suddenly and vigorously, drinking greedily.
  1203. >She couldn’t help but gag and gasp as she repeatedly bobbed her head back and forth, fucking her own throat eagerly.
  1204. >Her throat burned, her lungs screamed, but she kept going.
  1205. >She pushed herself to proceed, sucking and licking until far past what she had thought her limit was, until he was finally rewarded.
  1206. >It began to twitch in the telltale signs of ecstasy, and Rarity quickly moved it into her mouth.
  1207. >A torrent of cum filled her mouth.
  1208. >She sloshed it around on her tongue, tasting it, feeling the texture, testing the aroma and sampling the bouquet.
  1209. >But it couldn’t last forever.
  1210. >And it would be improper for her to spit out her drink.
  1211. >It wasn’t enough.
  1212. >She STILL wasn’t in control!
  1213. >That was not the Rarity way!
  1214. >She had no choice, so long as that pink wretch remained her jailor.
  1215. >She had to change that paradigm to truly be in charge of her destiny.
  1216. >Because she could NOT allow herself to be a victim!
  1217. “You know, Cadence, if you’re going to be here you might as well make yourself useful.”
  1218. >”What do you need?”
  1219. “I haven’t had a chance to practice today, and you’re going to make up for it.”
  1220. >She knocked on the wall again, ready for her next reward.
  1221. >”Practice what?”
  1222. “Anal. You’re going to fuck my ass.”
  1223. >Her next cock was ready.
  1224. >It was lesser too, nothing could compare to her master’s after all.
  1225. >But even a bad penis is a magnificent treat.
  1226. >She could hear Cadence moving as she took it into her mouth.
  1227. >”I must be dreaming.”
  1228. >She stopped sucking just long enough to reply.
  1229. “I suppose I am a dream come true.”
  1230. >She began to fuck her throat again, while raising her ass as high in the air as she could.
  1231. >”There’s a plug in here. You’re going to want a different one though. This is really for beginners. Oh! We should go shopping some time!”
  1232. >She felt the plug being roughly removed, leaving a gape in its wake.
  1233. >Before long her master plan had come to fruition.
  1234. >She felt something hard, slippery, and cold push against her ass.
  1235. >She did as she had learned to allow it easy passage.
  1236. >And felt it push in.
  1237. >It was bigger than what she had been using.
  1238. >Both thicker and longer.
  1239. >But it did not hurt.
  1240. >Instead, sharp jolts of pleasure shot all throughout her body.
  1241. >And with that her master plan had come into fruition.
  1242. >The PRINCESS of the Crystal Empire had been reduced to being Rarity’s sex toy.
  1243. >At last, she was in control once more.
  1244. >Taking it from both ends was a new experience, and a rather delightful one at that!
  1245. >But it was proving to be difficult to focus properly.
  1246.  
  1247. >Her moans of ecstasy were interrupting her breathing, and threatening to choke her.
  1248. >Which meant she needed even more practice!
  1249. >She was going to make sure she practiced every single day without exception!
  1250. >Her master deserved nothing but the absolute highest quality, and Rarity would deliver no less!
  1251. >Yet more semen filled her mouth.
  1252. >And she sampled it properly.
  1253. >Savoring it, knowing it, assessing it.
  1254. >Master’s cum tasted better, in her eyes.
  1255. >It was just a shame there wasn’t more of it!
  1256. >If only her master produced enough that she might bathe in it…
  1257. >But perhaps its scarcity was part of the value.
  1258. >A fine vintage from an exotic land, in limited supply.
  1259. >A delight only afforded to a select few.
  1260. >Cadence was right, putting it in coffee would be a terrible waste.
  1261. >Cadence’s thrusting grew rougher and harder as she tasted the seed.
  1262. >The pleasure was undeniable.
  1263. >The incredible lewdness of this place had her on edge, and Cadence somehow knew exactly where to go and what to do.
  1264. >But it was just barely too little.
  1265. “Please… just… just a little further.”
  1266. >”You like that, don’t you.”
  1267. “STARS yes!”
  1268. >”I’ve had a lot of experience pleasuring mares.”
  1269. >Cadence banged on the wall, summoning another dick.
  1270. >Rarity began to suck on it without even thinking, thoughts so thoroughly clouded by her overwhelming lust.
  1271. >”And I’m going to make sure you don’t get to cum.”
  1272. >Panic flooded Rarity’s heart.
  1273. >Her fear was so profound, she nearly stopped sucking.
  1274. >”You’re going to be on edge. Desperate for release. And when you leave, you’re going to keep yourself near your limit.”
  1275. “Mmf!”
  1276. >”You’re going to go home, put on your sluttiest outfit, and beg your master to fuck your ass.”
  1277. “Mmmm!”
  1278. >”You’re going to do this every day, until finally you reach it. The next milestone in your transformation into a depraved sex object.”
  1279. >Yes.
  1280. >YES!
  1281. >She wanted it!
  1282. >She wanted it so badly!
  1283. >Time lost meaning as Rarity lost herself in fantasy.
  1284. >She craved lewdness!
  1285. >She NEEDED it, and she was going to get it no matter what it cost!
  1286. >And nopony would stop her from submitting fully to her master!
  1287. >Not even her master!
  1288. >One dick blurred into the next, Cadence’s ministrations continually kept her right on the edge, and Rarity could think about nothing but sex.
  1289. >She blacked out before they were done.
  1290. >Rarity slept in a blissful haze of lust.
  1291. >She had totally forgotten that when she woke up, she was due more lashes.
  1292.  
  1293. =================
  1294. >>40228788
  1295. >>40201822
  1296. You got it, boss!
  1297. >>40202578
  1298. Midazolam is used in a medical setting as a presurgical sedative. It IS also used by various states in the USA to kill prisoners. Though the midazolam itself isn't the agent that causes death, it's used to make them less able to resist. Ostensibly, it is also used for pain management as the lethal agents will cause extreme pain, however since it is not suitable for pain management or sedation in surgical conditions I am skeptical that it would help very much when you're being killed. People who have survived lethal injections certainly don't seem to think it is.
  1299. I digress.
  1300.  
  1301. Midazolam's use in executions is actually why I picked it. It would have made more sense to go straight for the ketamine, but I wanted to make the situation as gruesome as possible while maintaining that the doc was trying to do the right thing. Apple Cobbler thought she was being killed, and though she wouldn't appreciate the significance of midazolam it was a convenient way to make her situation more similar to murder.
  1302. >>40201826
  1303. They get along well enough, but as >>40202247 said they don't really have enough history to be besties. Cadence and Shining both feel a deep sense of gratitude so they've opened up to him more than they otherwise might, plus he's a useful tool for their personal ambitions. I expect he will become close friends eventually, but these things take time.
  1304. >>40202830
  1305. >>40203386
  1306. Actually, I had never considered a relationship between Lovelace and Cadence. But now that you mention it, it makes perfect sense for them to at the very least be friendly acquaintances. This is worth exploring.
  1307. >>40204250
  1308. Rarity found out about the shop since Anon forced her to go there. We've never been told how Anon knew about it. Currently there is no explanation, he just knew. It would be perfectly reasonable to say he heard about it from Cadence at some point.
  1309. >>40205388
  1310. We were given a bit of a backstory with Lovelace, so I don't think it would work for her to be the result of Cadence screwing up.
  1311. She used to be a fashion designer. When she saw the passion Rarity had for fashion, she realized that she didn't care about it as much as a true designer and decided to look for something different. Running a sex shop is a fairly recent development for her.
  1312. All that said, Cadence unapologetically pushes fetish lifestyles on others. Maybe Lovelace was influenced by her when picking a new career?
  1313. >>40206058
  1314. I figure she'd have a few others she can talk to. She still has to be fairly cautious though.
  1315. >>40206149
  1316. I might have to reconsider Lovelace's personality thanks to this discussion. She's currently meant to be quite naïve about what's happening. But Cadence having her claws in that mare makes too much sense. And if Rarity's shop is doing work on unwilling patrons, and Rarity starts helping...
  1317. Unf.
  1318. RapeApe Wed 16 Aug 2023 10:34:34 No.40228788 ViewReport
  1319. Quoted By: >>40228790
  1320. >>40193908
  1321. That is the kind of implant I was talking about, yes. It's based on real technology, and I intend to maintain that for autistic reasons. The implant will expire after 30 days, at which point it must be replaced. This lifespan is dictated by how much of the drug is available. They cannot be safely removed, however, it's designed to be destroyed and excreted by the body over time, so in about a year there will be no trace of it left. It's safe to install a second one, but only if the first is deactivated or depleted. They can be deactivated at a range of a few meters, and are controlled by RFID.
  1322. For clarity, these products are currently possible if you’re willing to throw caution to the wind. They're not used since the risk of nerve destruction is currently too high, but it's an active research venue since it could cure acute pain without risk of addiction. A permanent block of that kind is trivial, a reversible one extremely dicey.
  1323.  
  1324. As for what's possible, the setting is meant to be nonspecific near future. Anything that's being experimented with but is not publicly available is acceptable. I'm willing to broadly accept that techniques are more refined, and risks are generally lower. I'm not willing to accept a completely novel approach or concept since those would still be in development. This limitation is much more lax than you might expect, as there are some rather wild things in testing right now. Optic nerve implants are already available to the rich, which can cure blindness. The shortage of usable hearts looks like it's been solved by simply living without a heart. Other organs can be printed, though they don’t tend to function well enough to serve as a transplant yet. Chimps can control computers telepathically thanks to chips built into their brains, though that one admittedly has some rather scary side effects.
  1325. We absolutely CAN have an implant receive data from somepony’s nerves, and then broadcast it. And we can of course have that signal interpreted however we see fit, and used as instructions for anything that's wireless enabled. Including implants. There will be technical requirements such as both of them having to be within range of a transceiver, and configuring it would require anon to observe one of Coco's climaxes with some instruments, but it's possible. I suppose we could handwave that all away if it gets too clumsy for the fantasy, but I think part of what makes this green work is that I try to keep it grounded in medical fact. Removing those limits would certainly make things easier on me, but they'd also remove a few too many of the challenges that actually make the story happen. If, for example, Anon had drugs that instantly broke anyone to his will, it would be boring. But if such a thing could exist and he didn't use them, it wouldn't make sense.
  1326. I rather like that idea, by the way. We'll have to get surgical access to Coco though.
  1327. RapeApe Tue 15 Aug 2023 08:07:46 No.40225056 ViewReport
  1328. I have more stuff written, but I don't have access to my home computer. It'll be up soonish. Probably tomorrow.
  1329. Sorry for mobile posting.
  1330. RapeApe Sat 05 Aug 2023 01:14:38 No.40193318 ViewReport
  1331. >>40192832
  1332. I was thinking we'd numb her like we did her horn. This could be done downstream of her implant, so it would still work but touching herself wouldn't.
  1333. And she could have a chastity device installed in her ass. A belt is possible, but maybe a pear of anguish?
  1334. RapeApe Fri 04 Aug 2023 19:55:55 No.40192585 ViewReport
  1335. >>40189652
  1336. This is a pretty interesting idea. I think she'd have to be at least somewhat broken before we could get her to in on it, because she'd be too flustered otherwise. But... what if we gave her this power without her knowing it?
  1337. We could give Coco the controls to Rarity's implant, but not say what they are. She innocently plays with them for a while, and when we finally reveal she's been edging Rarity for weeks she's mortified. But maybe a bit aroused too.
  1338. Anyone like that?
  1339. >>40190999
  1340. Coco will definitely be uncomfortable working with such a lewd partner. I think she'll go along with it at first because she's overly agreeable, but everyone has a limit. Having her interfere with Rarity's sexuality could be fun, especially since it would be an angle to pressure her into taking a more active role in it.
  1341. >>40192419
  1342. A chastity belt may be redundant. This was discussed a long time ago, but we're actually taking a medical approach to chastity.
  1343. HOWEVER, Rarity has more than one hole. What if Coco was responsible for restraining an anal slut?
  1344. RapeApe Thu 03 Aug 2023 06:36:01 No.40187943 ViewReport
  1345. >>40184966
  1346. Yeah, I was a bit late. Hopefully it was close enough!
  1347. >>40185743
  1348. Glad you enjoyed it.
  1349. Rarity definitely behaves differently when horny. Hay, everyone does. That difference should erode over time though as she gets more used to her new life.
  1350. >>40185795
  1351. Thank you. I was really pleased when I thought of the "wine tasting" thing. Though she obviously has to change, I want to keep the essence of Rarity's character. No matter what happens she's going to try and make it classy.
  1352. I hadn't really planned on this, but it conveniently has her goals converge with Cadence's. If she can make this stuff fancy, it'll be easier to sell to other influential figures. Easier of course isn't the same as easy.
  1353. >>40186712
  1354. I've put some thought into this, but honestly not enough. Suggestions are appreciated. I figure Rarity will escalate her attempts over time though. She'll become emboldened by whatever successes she has, and more confident that she actually wants to follow through with it. We cannot go directly to sex, for better or worse.
  1355. >>40187345
  1356. I've got a vague outline for how she'll go, but it needs a lot of work. I do like invoking Suri. Coco is her own pony, but she seems like the kind who would be heavily influenced by others. She'll have been changed by that experience.
  1357. If anyone has suggestions or ideas please do share.
  1358. >>40187544
  1359. Suggestions like this. How do people feel about Coco being dominant?
  1360. Submission is of course mandatory, so she will be beneath Anon. But she can behave differently around mares.
  1361. RapeApe Wed 02 Aug 2023 12:27:21 No.40184916 ViewReport
  1362. >>40184911
  1363.  
  1364. For those of you who are wondering what stories they were talking about, it was Cinderella, Jane Eyre, Pride and Prejudice, Shanna, 50 Shades of Grey, The Notebook, Romeo and Juliet, and The Titanic in that order. I really don’t know if it was worth including that bit of their discussion, but it seems like something they’d both be knowledgeable about. Besides, I’ve already done the research and sunk cost demands that I make use of it.
  1365.  
  1366. >>40180213
  1367. I expect her scenes will be third person omniscient narration like in this post. There's no particular reason for that, it just feels more natural to me. If it doesn't work out we can change it easily enough.
  1368. >>40182574
  1369. I have story related plans for Flurry, but we need to resolve some of the hanging threads before we introduce more plot elements. It'll probably be a while before her arc comes into play.
  1370. However, we can have her make appearances sooner than that, just not as a primary character. I'm apprehensive about her though. I don't want to push people away with foalcon, but it makes a lot of sense that Cadence would be grooming her and might even be pretty far along. I'm going to have to get a lot of input and tread carefully.
  1371. I'm willing to go pretty extreme if people want me to. In fact, I've already written things that I don’t like, so we aren’t limited to what gets me off. Anal is gross to me. It's just unsanitary. Lewding Flurry is an option if people want it, though I don't currently have any plans for that so it would take some discussion and planning.
  1372. Don't hesitate to ask for something for fear of me not wanting to write it. The worst I can do is say no.
  1373. ====================
  1374.  
  1375. It was admittedly pretty long, but I didn't want to stop when I was actually being productive.
  1376. The real high IQ move is to keep writing and then just not post it. I didn't do that because... uh... I don't know why.
  1377.  
  1378.  
  1379. >The lash bit cruelly into Rarity’s hide.
  1380. >A blinding jolt of pain overwhelmed her senses, forcing reality to fall away.
  1381. >There was no prison.
  1382. >There was no whip.
  1383. >There was no self.
  1384. >There was only pain.
  1385. >Another blow landed, but she didn’t notice.
  1386. >The peaks and valleys of her torment had at last blurred into one miasma of misery.
  1387. >She had long since lost the capacity to track the lashes, and had completely abandoned any composure she once had.
  1388. >Unrestrained, guttural cries of agony filled the air.
  1389. >If she could still hear, she would know that all had fallen silent.
  1390. >All, except for the whip, herself, and the dripping coming from Cadence.
  1391. >The illusion of control had been shattered and cast to the four winds.
  1392. >Even her profound lust was long forgotten.
  1393. >Erased by an eager, relentless, brutal onslaught.
  1394. >The strikes were landing cleanly, with practiced precision.
  1395. >Each one extracting the maximum suffering it possibly could without breaking the skin.
  1396. >When Cadence had promised there would be no cuts, Rarity had been relieved.
  1397. >The thought of her magnificent ass being marred, or perhaps even scarred- well, she would be less attractive to her master!
  1398. >But she had passed the point of caring about her appearance.
  1399. >Past the point of caring about her master.
  1400. >Past the point of caring about anything!
  1401. >Another blow landed.
  1402. >For a time, she had reflexively recoiled from each touch.
  1403. >But now her body was too weary to even attempt to pull away from the pain.
  1404. >Rarity remained limp and impassive, having totally surrendered to the pain.
  1405. >Cadence could release her bindings, and Rarity would still make no attempt to flee.
  1406. >The pain had radiated outward from her butt, and seemingly engulfed every atom of her being.
  1407. >Eternity stretched onward.
  1408. >But something strange began to happen.
  1409. >Her torment began to feel distant, and her body felt disconnected from her mind.
  1410. >The pain was still there, but somehow it felt less real than a half forgotten dream.
  1411. >She began to feel…
  1412. >Peace.
  1413. >Her torment
  1414. >Her vision slowly began to return.
  1415. >The return of her hearing marked the bizarre absence of a cracking noise.
  1416. >The pain was receding.
  1417. >And as it faded, Rarity returned to reality.
  1418. >She rather wished she hadn’t, and her butt still burned with fiery agony.
  1419. >She slowly mustered the strength to look up.
  1420. >Moving her neck sent a jolt through her entire body, and she couldn’t help but choke out a sob.
  1421. >Cadence stood above a puddle of arousal.
  1422. >She was wearing shiny black thigh high boots and a corset
  1423. >She held in her mouth the instrument of Rarity’s torture, a flog made up of four metal chains.
  1424. >Rarity blinked the tears out of her eyes, and with clarified vision she could see a distinctive look of concern on Cadence’s face.
  1425.  
  1426. >In addition to the telltale flush of arousal, of course.
  1427. “More.”
  1428. >Cadence spat the flog out.
  1429. >It clattered to the ground, the sound echoing in the tense silence.
  1430. >”Rarity-”
  1431. “More whipping!”
  1432. >”You’ve clearly-”
  1433. “You said I had to get through five hundred, and that I was to choose how many I received per day! I shall NOT be returning! We finish it TODAY, or we don’t finish it at all!”
  1434. >”You can’t take more today.”
  1435. “Then the punishment is concluded!”
  1436. >”Shiny wouldn’t allow for that, and he controls the militia.”
  1437. “Then finish it NOW!”
  1438. >Cadence sat down in her own puddle.
  1439. >”I’d love to keep going. This is getting me so horny, you have NO idea. I didn’t know it until you got your sentence, but I REALLY like disciplining bitches.”
  1440. >She reached her neck down and licked the floor, greedily lapping up her own vaginal secretions.
  1441. >Arousal and disgust were battling for primacy in Rarity’s heart.
  1442. >Arousal was winning.
  1443. >”I came like, three times from hitting you. I wasn’t even touching myself, it was just the thrill of putting a mare in her place! And I’m REALLY close to a fourth!”
  1444. >She stared off at the wall with a vacant blissful visage.
  1445. >”I’m wondering if there’s any way I can convince you to do the same to me someday. I think I’d like to try it.”
  1446. “You’re insane.”
  1447. >”Do you know how Twilight became an alicorn?”
  1448. >Of course Rarity did.
  1449. >She was there, after all.
  1450. >Twilight had created new magic.
  1451. >Not merely a new spell, but new magical energy.
  1452. >Something out of nothing.
  1453. >She had violated one of the fundamental laws of the arcane, and likely revolutionized spellcraft.
  1454. >”Of course you do. Do you know how it happened to me?”
  1455. “I can honestly say I do not care.”
  1456. >”Somepony named Prismia was using a magical artifact to amplify dark feelings in an evil plot. It turns out it amplified ALL feelings, not just dark ones. I took it from her to undo some of the damage she had caused, both to herself and others.”
  1457. See Twilight Sparkle and the Crystal Heart Spell for more details. Though there really isn’t much more to it than that.
  1458. >”Magic is strongly linked to feelings. It’s why changelings can eat love, and why camaraderie empowers spells. I didn’t know it at the time but since the necklace was using that magic to amplify feelings, it had started a feedback loop. I never took it off because I needed it all the time. Plus it looked cute. So the magic just kept building and building. Eventually it got too strong, and exploded. And… that was it.”
  1459.  
  1460. “And how is this relevant?”
  1461. >”You know how I said I never took it off? I had my first orgasm while wearing that necklace. And second. Third, fourth I think? It was all in the same session, so it gets a little blurry… Even before that I was way more interested in colts than most fillies. I spent a lot of time reading about anatomy, imagining what it would feel like, you know, usual stuff. But I started REALLY young. I never touched myself though. I wanted to save my first climax for my wedding night.”
  1462. >She lets out a dejected sigh.
  1463. >”Maybe the necklace amplified my lust too much, or maybe I just didn’t have enough willpower. At least I managed to stay a virgin.”
  1464. “Do you mean to tell me that a magical burst of love and lust fuelled your transformation?”
  1465. >”No, Rarity. I think I AM that burst. Celestia has a profound connection to the sun, Luna is deeply tied to the moon, Twilight is practically MADE of magic. And me? I’m full of love, in all its forms.”
  1466. >The discussion had distracted Rarity from her pain.
  1467. >She tried to stand up, having totally forgotten how grievous her beating was.
  1468. >Electric suffering shot up her spine, dropping her back to the ground.
  1469. >”I had the doctor check me several times to see if my lust was caused by something non-magical, and he couldn’t find anything. What’s left except the obvious? I can’t ever know for sure, but I think I’m hornier than anypony else has ever been.”
  1470. >That much was in evidence!
  1471. >”So if somepony like ME is saying it’s time to lay off the kinky stuff, you had better believe there’s a good reason for it.”
  1472. >Oh.
  1473. >Oh dear.
  1474. >”It would bring me INDESCRIBABLE pleasure to keep going. But I don’t want to hurt you.”
  1475. “WELL IT’S A TAD TOO LATE TO AVOID THAT, ISN’T IT?”
  1476. >”You know what I meant. As much as I liked this, I don’t think I’ll do it anymore. I’m scared of what will happen if I lose control.”
  1477. “So you mean I won’t have to endure any more of this?”
  1478. >”We’ll have to find somepony else-”
  1479. “No you bucking don’t! It’s already too much that I’m being treated this way by ROYALTY, I shan’t tolerate such indignation at the hooves of a commoner! Besides, can you IMAGINE the scandal if they were to talk? No, we’ll simply have to find some way for you to contain your depravity! Or better yet, call off this outrageous injustice!”
  1480. >"Okay."
  1481. "Beg your pardon?"
  1482. >”I'll have your flogging canceled, or at least lessened.”
  1483. “And I am simply to trust you? No, this is a position of convenience. You'll simply tell me your husband wouldn't allow it, then redouble! Oh, I can see your master plan! You intend to drag this out as long as possible! You just want me to suck on them because it gets you off!”
  1484.  
  1485. >”No, it gets THEM off. I'm serious, I'll have your punishment lessened, even though it’s going to cost me! I just… Twilight would never forgive me if I seriously hurt you. And the doctor would be heartbroken. Even if they somehow never found out, I don't think I'd be able to live with myself.”
  1486. >She sniffled and averted her gaze.
  1487. >Was she seriously starting to cry?
  1488. >”I had to fight pretty hard to get you this sentence, you know. It was supposed to be much worse, but I insisted. I made a lot of ponies angry.”
  1489. “Such as?”
  1490. >”Shiney. He's never been mad at me before, I don't think. At first it was a little exciting because I thought he might hit me. But… I love him so much.”
  1491. >She turned her face back to Rarity with a pained, tearful smile.
  1492. >”But when I told him the pony who had nearly killed his sister wasn’t going to prison… He wouldn't even look at me!”
  1493. >A pang of pity managed to cut into Rarity’s fury.
  1494. >”He's calmed down. A lot. I think he and I are okay, but I've never seen him so angry. He blamed you. Now that Twilight is safe he's calmed down a lot. But when we weren't sure she was going to make it? And we couldn't find the monster who had done it. Well, we were sure who had sabotaged the hospital, and we knew where to find you.”
  1495. >Ah.
  1496. >Guilt.
  1497. >Such a vile sensation.
  1498. >”I'm hesitant to ask, but what did he think should be done?”
  1499. >”I don’t know. He had yet to decide. All I know is he wanted it to be much worse.”
  1500. >She owed this perverse wretch.
  1501. >If what she said was indeed true.
  1502. >It wasn't without verisimilitude.
  1503. >”The doctor put himself at risk to protect you, too. He wound up spending a night in prison for it.”
  1504. >Rarity hadn't heard that.
  1505. >Both those claims should be fairly easy to verify…
  1506. “I shall be checking your story. If what you say is true, then you have my gratitude. If you are lying to me, I shall have you undone.”
  1507. >Cadence didn’t react to Rarity’s threat.
  1508. >She just focused on regaining her composure.
  1509. “Do not presume that I am incapable of ruining you!”
  1510. >“How exactly would you do that?”
  1511. “Pray you do not find out.”
  1512. >She had nothing, of course.
  1513. >Rarity struggled to her hooves, having trouble finding a way to support her weight without causing blinding pain.
  1514. >Cadence offered a hoof for Rarity to pull herself up, only for it to be swatted away.
  1515. >She had quite thoroughly lost control of the situation.
  1516. >It was going to take some rather extreme measures to get it back.
  1517. >But she knew exactly what to do.
  1518.  
  1519. If it seems like Rarity's relationship with Cadence changed quite suddenly, keep in mind that she had just taken a major beating. She had a good reason to be irritable.

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