Absolute Honesty

Zoe descended the stairs timidly, hugging a blanket around her body in place of clothes; her bare feet barely making a sound.

She found Katie in the kitchen, doing the dishes, elbow deep in the soapy water. Zoe coughed nervously, not wanting to startle her. Katie’s shoulders jumped at the sound, her back becoming rigid as she stopped scrubbing.

“Katie…?” Zoe started, her voice cracking.

She didn’t turn around, but froze in place as Zoe stepped closer and took a deep breath,

“I’m sorry” Zoe paused, waiting for Katie to say something or move, but she didn’t, “You were right… I… I screwed everything up… and… I’m sorry”

Katie’s shoulders relaxed and the blonde slowly turned in place, giving Zoe a flat stare. The redhead’s own gaze faltered and she bashfully looked at the floor, pulling the blanket even tighter around herself, “I shouldn’t have… uh…”

I shouldn’t have fingered myself in the living room in front of you…

Zoe bit her lip, blushing as she decided to change the subject, her voice trembling, “You were right ok? I… I don’t have any self-control. That’s why I ran too fast and messed up my run… that's why I ran into the old man... that’s why I didn’t qualify… That’s probably why I made this stupid wish in the first place and… I think… it’s why I let myself get… so… depressed since we graduated…”

Zoe’s voice started to shake and she wiped a tear from her eye with a corner of the blanket, her gaze snapping to the ceiling, “I just… running was everything to me, and I didn’t want to move on… I didn’t want to get a real job... I just wanted to go back and run some more… but, now… I… I need your help, please… I was wrong. I’m stupid. I can’t do this on my own and I’m scared. I’m really really scared and I need you to help me get my life back… please… If that means being a ponygirl… I… I'm begging you to please help me be that… so that I can qualify and win and… I just need to escape… Please… Please help me?”

There was an agonizing beat of silence as Zoe's submissive pleading hung in the air for a moment.

“Oh Zo…” Katie sighed wistfully, drying her hands on a towel before rushing to the redhead’s side and pulling her into a warm embrace. Zoe let her head fall into the nape of Katie’s neck and she whimpered, sniffing back another sob as the girl hugged her fiercely.

They stayed like that for several minutes, unspeaking before Katie broke the silence, “You ran into a old man?”

Zoe snorted as a wave of tension left her chest, “I was just following the collar and then... um... I ran straight into him... He was fine...”

“He'd have probably had a heart attack if he could've seen what you were actually wearing...” Katie teased, pulling her head back to look Zoe in the eye with a reassuring smile.

The redhead blushed guiltily, the memory was still painfully raw, and being reminded of her humiliating harness still made Zoe uncomfortable, but Katie's smile almost made the embarrassment cathartic.

There was another pause, before Katie's smile faltered and she stroked Zoe's shoulders reassuringly, “Last night, you asked me if this is weird... And, it is... But, I think we need to find a new normal… to, uh, accept that this is happening, and… get used to what we can get used to… right?”

Zoe bit her lip, her blush growing before she nodded wordlessly.

“The collar obviously is making you do things you can’t control and I need to get used to it… we both do. If that means you can't wear clothes or you have to, uh, masturbate in the living room, then… it’s different but… there’s nothing we can do about it… that's our new normal...”

Zoe shook her head in protest, “But I don't want this to be nor...”

“I know sweetie. I know.” Katie interrupted her with another brief hug, sighing regretfully, “Sometimes... We all have to do things we don't want Zo... Like, I kinda hate my job, but I still have to do it...”

Zoe had no tears left to cry and just sniffed sullenly in defeat. “Im going to be a ponygirl...”

The statement hung in the air and Zoe felt Katie pull back, biting her lip, “We'll make it work... and it's not forever... we'll get you out of this...”

“You promise?”

“I promise.” Katie nodded firmly, “I'll do everything I can to help you.”

“Like throwing water on me?” Zoe asked, her voice laced with good-natured sarcasm.

Katie blushed, her gaze dropping, “… I didn’t know what else to do!”

Zoe tipped her head forward, her own cheeks crimson, “I’m glad you did… I … I was out of control…”

Katie nodded again, her a face a picture of concern, “You were completely ignoring me. You can't do that Zoe. Your collar doesn't make idle threats, it told you not to use your hands and I got really really worried about what it might do when you didn't stop...”

Zoe mewled, shuffling her feet anxiously on the spot, “I know...”

“I mean it Zo, please, if you want me to help you - you need to trust me... you need to listen to me.”

Zoe took a trembling breath, her heart fluttering as she nodded in muted agreement. She felt defeated, lost, she needed help - no, she needed someone to look after her... the collar wasn't going to do that, but Katie would... right? Zoe felt a tingle rush up her spine, was she agreeing to do what Katie told her to now too?

“Thank you for stopping me... I'm sorry for, uh, snapping at you I was just... frustrated”

Both girls gaze faltered, Zoe's blush growing even brighter.

“Are... are you ok now?” Katie tried.

She wants to know if I’ve stopped being a horny disaster…

Zoe nodded slowly, unsure how to answer – if they were finding a new normal should she just be honest? Was there any point in her trying to keep secrets or any shred of her own dignity from Katie anymore? Did the blonde even want to know?

“I… Katie how much do you want me to say…?”

The blonde’s breathing stuttered and her pupils grew wide, “No secrets and no more awkwardness sweetie… ok? I need to understand exactly what you’re going through and that means total honesty from now on. I don’t think your collar is going to let you keep much private from me anyway…”

Zoe opened and closed her mouth a few times, practicing in her head, trying to psyche herself up to actually say what she was going to say out loud…

“It **** me to be so horny that I couldn't think straight but I can't... um… you know” Zoe whispered, bashfully. She felt Katie’s grip on her shoulders tighten for a moment, the girl’s own cheeks flushing to match.

“Zoe, look at me…”

The redhead obeyed, her eyes snapping to meet those of her best friend and she shivered as another rush of something ran up her spine. Why did that make her tingle – what is happening?

“Just say it”

Zoe paused, blinking several times. Were they really going to cross this bridge?

Total honesty

“I can’t orgasm” Zoe squeaked, almost **** on her words, “I’ve been trying for hours... I've tried everything… and I just can’t”

“Good” Katie breathed out, before her eyes went wide in panic, “I mean, good, thank you for being honest… not… I mean… it’s not good that you can’t... orgasm…”

Both girls stared at each other in flustered silence for a moment.

“Do you think it will still make you when you finish a run?” Katie tried quietly.

“I think so… if I beat my time…”

There was another beat of silence, “Well, I guess you now have two reasons to run huh...”