He makes a show of pondering your answer, and for a second you worry he's going to keep playing with you. Finally, he speaks.

"Make it worth my while and we'll see what you earn."

For a moment, you're at a loss as to what he means, until he unties your legs and begins unbuttoning his jeans.

Is this really happening?

Down goes a zipper, and with some quick adjustment to his underwear his manhood springs forth, already getting hard. It's only inches from your face, and for a second you freeze. You're a man. A straight man. You've never wanted a dick before in your life. You shouldn't be doing this. It shouldn't look so good. It's staring you in the face and all you can do is stare right back.

The heat in your crotch and the feeling of your own juices running down your leg urge you forward. You lean in close to his member, taking another moment to steel your resolve. The smell of masculine sweat wafting by your nose is intoxicating. He's big and all your little mare brain can think of at the moment is getting him inside you.

You take a final moment to look up into his eyes, before looking back down. You're less than an inch away now. Any shame you had left is drowned out by the haze of arousal, and with closed eyes you take and experimental lick of the head. It's firm and warm on your tongue, and the taste of sweat and precum drives you wild. You're dimly aware of a giddy squeal of approval coming from Autumn as you begin to take long, slow licks up the length of him.

His hand finds it's way to your mane, and with a quick "Good girl" he slides himself into your mouth. Your jaw opens as far as it can go to accommodate him, and after a moment of surprise at the new sensation you begin to suck on the head of your Master's dick. Running your tongue in quick circles over a velvety head, you open an eye to sneak a peek at Master's face. He's clearly enjoying himself, and after a small groan looks down to make eye contact with you. He smiles, and there's a flutter in your chest when he calls you a "Good girl".

You begin to bob your head with gusto, and are rewarded by a small groan from above you as he lays his head back to enjoy. He's loving this, and so are you! You've been gradually easing more and more of him into your mouth on each stroke, and while you're hardly at his base you're amazed at how much you can take before you overdo it and gag just a bit before recoiling. You're quick to recover, but he's just as quick with quip.

"Don't worry, you'll have plenty of chances to get there, pet."

You settle for increasing your tempo, and along with the sounds of your blowjob you can hear small moans coming from Autumn as she touches herself. You feel small twitches near the base and realize what's happening a second before it does. Your Master leans forward and grabs hold of the back of your head as warm cum floods your mouth. You were aware of the bitter taste before now, but you nearly cough it up before you hear him speak.

"Swallow."

There's no second thought in your mind. He commanded, and you obey, looking up at him with a moan and with one gulp drinking a mouthful of his seed. You're still burning up, but there is a thrill of satisfaction in obeying him that you've been trying to ignore up until now.

"Yes, Master."

He's breathing heavily, and there's a surge of pride as you realize you must have done well. He leans over and scoops you up, and your mind immediately turns to your promised reward.

What you get is a kiss on the forehead. "You've done very well, Zephyr. I didn't expect so much enthusiasm! I suppose you've earned a suitable reward."

Master lays you down on the sofa with care not to hurt your wings and wastes no time putting his hands to work.

He begins with slow, deliberate up and down motions along the length of your folds, and you bite down on your lower lip as he begins to glide them back and forth, slowly working them into your sopping wet marehood. Up until now, his fingers had barely probed you during his teasing sessions, now your back arches as you feel two of his fingers pressing on your inner folds. There's only a little pain as he gently pushes deeper into you, and you open your eyes to find him wearing his trademark smirk as you gasp in astonishment at your first taste of penetration. He begins an agonizingly slow in-and-out motion, and your head is spinning as you look down to see his fingers coated in your juices. You let out a long, deep moan, but it's cut short as Autumn enters your field of vision and begins to roughly kiss you.

Her tongue enters your mouth, and soon your throaty moans are blocked by the force of an intimate, prolonged kiss. You're forced to come up for air as he begins to work his fingers in circles, rubbing your inner walls and flooding you with alien pleasures you'd never imagined before. Autumn settles for kissing and biting at your neck as you moan "Master" in long breaths.

Autumn moves further up and nibbles your ear before whispering in a breathy voice;

"See, sweetie? I knew you'd come around sooner or later. Now, I think you owe me from last time."

Your eyes grow wide as Autumn pulls herself onto you, and soon she's buried your face in her snatch. Remembering what you could of Autumn's efforts on you, you begin to lick at her folds and clit, savoring the sweet taste of her as she uses a hoof to push you deeper in.

Master's fingers begin to speed up their attentions, and your moans are reduced to high-pitched squeals as his thumb settles over your clitoris and begins to rub.

You're getting lightheaded, and all rational thought is gone by the time your eager attentions to Autumn's slit earn you a faceful of her juices as she comes to a shuddering orgasm. She rolls herself off of you, and Master's assault on your marehood reaches it's  peak. You begin to buck your hips in rhythm with his ever more frequent thrusts as your vaginal muscles clench down hard on his digits. You can't think, you can't breathe. This is the most amazing experience of your entire life.

Every inch of you begins to convulse as an orgasm two days in the making rocks your body. Your mind is utterly, blissfully blank as you give a moan that is very nearly a scream and you swear you feel the earth move as Autumn's mouth finds yours for one final, sloppy kiss.

Master removes his hand from you, and presenting his Zephyr-coated fingers to you gives one final command.

"Lick them clean"

You greedily obey, gazing gratefully into his eyes as you taste yourself on his fingers.

Finally he pulls his hand back, takes each of you in his arm as he leans back onto the couch and allows you both to cuddle onto his chest and bask in your afterglow.

Head resting on his shoulder, you are satisfied in ways you didn't think possible. If all that torment was meant to make you feel this way, every last second was worthwhile. In this moment, in his arms, you've never felt more attached to anyone before in your life. If this is what being his pet means, then you're the luckiest pet on earth.

"Well my little p0ny? How was it?"

Still panting heavily and reeling from the force of the orgasm, you finally say what he wants to hear.

"Master... I don't ever wanna be a guy again."

Autumn's hoof pulls you closer to her, and locked in a three way embrace you pass out before any more words can be exchanged.

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You're the first to wake up, still nestled with Autumn and Master. Dim rays of sunset fall in through the window, and you're well and truly at peace in the moment. You know you should be alarmed by what's just happened, but you're still very pleasantly relaxed in the way only a good lay provides.

You stretch a little, and take a moment to gaze up at the man who changed absolutely everything about your life. It's hard to imagine being as truly afraid of him as you were when you awoke in your cell, and you have to acknowledge that his efforts to render you docile have paid off. You're a little ashamed to admit that if he gave you the chance to go back to your life you'd really have to sit down and think about it. You're still not a fan of being sold to a stranger, but even if you fled out the door you'd be hard pressed to make it to civilization. Your p0nified body seems weak and ill-suited to strenuous travel, and you're not sure if your wings can actually get you off the ground.

There's no two ways about this, you are a dependent pet, just like he wanted. If that's the case, you may as well use it to your advantage. You want to get back outside, both to see the sunset and relieve yourself without having to stoop to the litterbox. With that in mind, you slowly remove yourself from the tangle of limbs you'd all collapsed in to and pad off toward the door. It takes some doing, but you're able to acquire what you need.

You use a forehoof to nudge Master's leg, and it takes him a few seconds of groggy staring for him to break into a grin at the sight of you. There you are, sitting in front of him with a leash hanging from your mouth, tail swaying behind you like a well-trained dog. He wakes Autumn with a kiss on the forehead, and she's all giggles when she catches sight of you.

"Hmmmm. Y'know Autumn, I can't figure out what it is she wants."

"It's pretty hard, Master. Maybe she wants you to tie her up with it and go another round?"

"Teeempting, but I think we'll save that for now. Good girl, Zephyr."

It only takes a few moments before the three of you are in the yard, watching a dozen brilliant crimson hues streak across the sky. Master's hand rests atop your head as you sit beside him, and you find yourself nuzzling his leg in an open display of affection.

You're overcome by a great sense of inner peace, and you find yourself leaning against his leg. A breeze ripples over the yard and a chill runs up your spine as the breeze catches on your wings. You give them an experimental flap, feeling your feathers move as you flex.

"Master?"

"Yes?"

"Do my wings really... Can I fly?"

He throws you a sideways glace, and for a moment examine each other. He must be wondering if you'd try to fly away if you could. You can feel your ears and wings droop as you break eye contact.

 "You won't let me try, will you? I... suppose I understand why."

He stares at you for a few seconds in utter silence, and you're so despondent that you barely hear what comes next.

"Give me some time. I promise to let you try before you leave here."

There's no way he can really mean that, right? He doesn't trust you yet. That shouldn't really surprise you, given the situation and the intended relationship. You're still a little disappointed, though.
You trust him a lot more than you probably should, and the only thing that really scares you is the idea of being sold.

"Thank you, Master."

He looks back down with soft surprise. It just kinda slipped out of your mouth, and all of a sudden he's back to slowly scratching your mane. He must really be a good master if you're already this good of a pet...

You stay out together until well after sunset. You're captivated by a brilliant night sky. There's almost no light pollution and you're fairly high in the mountains by the look of it. Isolated, remote. You'd never be able to get out of here on your own. But you don't really care. You just want to get closer to those stars.