A Special Event (Vote Chapter)

Applebloom’s last week hadn’t been all that different to Scootaloo’s, though they had been sure to keep their trips secret from one another. Neither wanted to be the one to admit to the other just what a pervert they both were. As such neither knew that they had both been invited to the same special event.

Applebloom entered the club to find Mrs Cake sitting at the counter, her husband dutifully writing in a ledger of some kind as his wife examined her nails. "So dear is the schedule all in order?"

"Well this morning you're going to be helping your mistress with the crusaders, but you've got appointments with Octavia and Lyra. I'll have to call to cancel them," Carrot Cake said dutifully, utterly unconcerned with his wife sleeping around.

“Make sure you offer them two more sessions to make up for it dear. Those two are some of my best customers and more importantly my the best fucks our M-“ Mrs Cake noticed Applebloom standing at the door, dressed in a headscarf and sunglasses. “Oh, Applebloom are you here for the special event?”

“Oh ah… ah guess I am.”

Mrs Cake’s heels clicked across the floor as approached Applebloom, she made her way behind Applebloom. Deft hands removed the headscarf and sunglasses, removing Applebloom’s disguise. “Come along now, we don’t want to keep the girls waiting.”

She pushed inside the club, it was empty of visitors, but every stripper was present. They lined the walls as if they were soldiers awaiting orders, and Applebloom started to feel a bit uneasy.

“So um… what now?”

“Now dear you take a seat next to your friend there and the real show will begin,” Mrs Cake said, whispering in the farm girl’s ear causing her fur to stand on its end. At the mention of her friend though her eyes darted to Scootaloo who was sitting on one of the leather seats with her hands gripping the armrests tightly. She returned Applebloom’s gaze with a guilty smile.

“Hey, Applebloom.”

“Hey, Scootaloo.” Applebloom took a seat with a guilty grin. “I guess you’re here for the same event.”

“Yeah, not sure what that is though.”

A beautiful, powerful chuckle radiated through the halls of the club, almost like a ghostly chill. “I suppose that’s my cue then girls.”

“Ah know that voice.”

All noise disappeared except a pair of heels clinking against the stage floor. Rarity strode out upon the stage wearing nothing but the aforementioned heels, she made her way onto the stage with a confident grace. Waspish hips swayed elegantly as her divine body strode onto the stage.

“So girls I’ve heard that you two have been spying on me, watching some things that are supposed to be forbidden. You two have been quite the pair of perverts haven’t you?”

Rarity said all of this with a sharp, seductive glint in her eyes that made the two crusaders shiver in all sorts of ways. “You-you’re calling us perverts? You were fucking Sweetie Belle!”

Rarity placed a hand on her magnificent chest in mock shock. “You act like I’ve done something awful, you act as if I’ve manipulated Sweetie Belle in some way. But I haven’t done anything of the sort have I my little **** Belle?”

Sweetie Belle came in behind Rarity, wearing just as little as her Mistress. “Of course, you haven’t Mistress. I’m your eager sex ****, willingly and freely.”

“Sweetie Belle what are you saying you need to-, “ Scootaloo said, getting up from her chair only to be **** back down by Sweet Melody.

“Sorry dear but you’ll thank me later,” she said with a calm but firm voice. Applebloom too had tried to escape her seat only to be **** back down by two strippers herself.

“Go on Sweetie Belle, tell them who you serve,” Rarity purred before sending Sweetie Belle on her way with a clap to her asscheeks. After a loud shriek of pleasure, Sweetie Belle made her way to the two crusaders.

“I know you two must be shocked to see me like this but well my Mistress told me you were spying on us the other day,” she spoke with a slow nervousness. As if she had to think about every word she spoke. “You must have seen why I have to serve her as a sex ****. Doesn’t her presence alone just make your pussy wet? Don’t you realise that my sister’s body is so beautiful that you would throw away your freedom just to touch it? Isn’t she so divine that you just want to be her sex ****? Isn’t Rarity perfect?”

Applebloom wanted to protest, to defend herself but she felt the words strangle in her throat as if crushed by a snake. Strangled by a lifetime of conditioning to never tell a lie.

“Such an elegant way to put it, Sweetie Belle you deserve a reward.” Rarity’s sapphire lips locked with her sister’s and both crusaders had to squirm to deny how much they envied Sweetie Belle right now. When Rarity’s hand started to grope around her sister’s ass though, Scootaloo spoke out.

“You can’t do that.”

Rarity broke off from the kiss, a trail of salvia still linking the two together, beautiful sapphire eyes shot a withering gaze in Scootaloo’s direction. “Oh my, I think your friend is quite rude Sweetie Belle I don’t see why you hang out with her. And why can’t I fuck my lovely little sister Applebloom?”

“It’s ****! It’s not right!”

“Oh my my how intolerant of you Applebloom." Rarity pushed Sweetie Belle's face into her vast canyon of cleavage. Applebloom struggled to keep her stare fixed on the fashionista as every instinct in her soul begged her to gaze at that creamy white cleavage. “And what exactly are you going to do about it?”

Rage built up within Applebloom’s cheeks. “We told Applejack and Rainbow Dash exactly what you were doing to Sweetie Belle when they-“

Applebloom was interrupted with a deep melodic laugh, a laugh that rippled across the crusader’s fur in an almost orgasmic shiver. “Oh, I think that’s your cue my fellow little slaves.”

She snapped her fingers and another two pairs of footsteps could be heard coming into the club. But when the two crusaders saw who those footsteps belonged to their mouths opened in horror. They’re approaching them, dressed only in the thinnest veils of fabric to keep their private parts concealed, were both of their sisters.

“Applejack what are you doing?”

“Rainbow Dash?”

“So what do ya’ll think Mistress? Would you like these two little perverts as slaves as well?” Applejack asked, her eyes gleaming with devilish delight.

“Hmm well, my darling they seem a bit **** to engage with my particular tastes. It's quite ironic considering the rumours about the Apple family but it seems that both Applebloom and Scootaloo have strange aversions to ****. You two will in enlighten them.”

“You’re asking us to fuck our sisters?" Rainbow asked a naughty glint in her eyes. "I'm only Scoot's surrogate sister I'm afraid. Real **** would be much hotter."

Scootaloo's eyes bulged in shock, and she tried once again to writhe and struggle against Sweet Melody's grip as Rainbow Dash knelt between her legs and pulled them apart. "Don't resist squirt, trust me this will be a whole lot better if you just accept it. Besides, I always thought you had a bit of a crush on me.”

Applebloom could hear Scootaloo squeal. To the tomboy’s surprise, they were squeals of a sinful delight. Applebloom had little time to study her friend’s reaction as her own sister was now towering over her.

“Ah’m afraid those rumours were all a load of horse dung Mistress.” Applejack spread Applebloom’s legs effortlessly with her strong muscles despite Applebloom’s efforts. “At least until now.”

“Applejack-sis don’t do this,” Applebloom squealed, a feeling of dreading worming into her soul. “It’s not right. It’s wrong.”

“Ah know sugarcube.” Her tongue pressed against Applebloom’s sex, causing her to shiver. “It’s very wrong, but that’s what makes it so god damn hot.”

Applebloom had no time to protest further as her sister pressed her tongue ever deeper into her sex. She couldn’t resist the urge to squeal but whether in delight or horror she didn’t know. The two emotions were coiled around each other like snakes in her chest. Each battled to be the dominant emotion, each surging as her sister’s tongue pressed against the walls of her sex.

“AH-OF FUCK-AH-please-please-“

“Please what Applebloom?" Rarity asked, her divine fingers trailing through the farmer girl’s red hair. “Are you asking her for more? You can’t be enjoying this, can you? I thought **** was wrong?

Rarity was putting words into Applebloom’s mouth, yet those words didn’t feel so out of place as they did a moment ago. She had no strength to argue anyway, her body was convulsing madly from her sister's actions. She couldn't deny that how hot her sister was, what bliss it was that she was being fucked by her. She could feel those large, muscular bust press against her thighs, she could see Applejack’s gorgeous huge behind pressed into the air. Rarity’s hand stroked that firm ass with an approving hum.

“I can see why you would change your mind though, how couldn’t you when faced with such a perfect ass like this?” Rarity slapped Applejack’s rear firmly, earning a muffled squeal of delight from the amazon.

“What-what are you going to do to us?”

"Hmm, now that is the million-dollar question isn't it Scootaloo? What am I going to do with the two of you?" Rarity asked, strolling up to the stage. "Perhaps I can give you a show?"

Rarity began to dance, to shake her ass and bounce her tits. Applebloom didn't know what an amazing dancer Rarity was, she moved with a grace and beauty that could put Pinkie Pie to shame. And it was hot, hypnotically hot. Applebloom could feel her arousal rising ever more to new heights, even her sister's efforts paled in comparison to the pleasure just looking at Rarity was giving her. She was about to explode into an orgasm.

"Ah-ah-ah," Rarity tutted wagging her finger. A spell was placed on both crusaders that stopped them from cumming, much to Applebloom's displeasure. She tried to protest, but she could only offer pained groans. It was as if somepony had driven a vice around her cunt, and she could feel the pleasure build up within her, driving her mad. "No cumming. Only loyal and slutty slaves will have the privilege of cumming to my body. Become my **** and you may cum."

Applebloom gave out a wordless scream of protest but couldn't do more than that. She couldn't resist, she couldn't tear her eyes away from Rarity's fantastic body. Out of the corner of her eye, she could see Sweetie Belle masturbating to her Mistress, having cum several times already. She looked so happy, with that delirious smile on her face to be serving her Mistress. Maybe it wouldn't be so bad to serve such a beautiful creature.

"Ah know that face Applebloom," Applejack whispered, in her honeyed words. "Tell the truth now, tell your sister and tell your Mistress what you truly are."

Applebloom could hold it back no longer as she squealed to whoever would listen. "AH'M RARITY'S ****. SHE IS MY MISTRESS!"

The orgasm was instantaneous.

A/N: Three things to discuss here, and coincidentally all of them, pertain to votes. First of all voting time for the next character starts today. Second of all when the next chapter is released I think I'll close the setting vote. I had planned to keep it open for a lot longer, but now that I think about it, being able to foreshadow and plan for the next arc ahead of time would be helpful.

Third of all, when the next background vote comes around I'm going to change how it works. Instead of the characters being background characters in the show, they'll be the characters who got the fewest votes in previous polls. Since I suspect that people would like to have them in the harem but they keep getting overshadowed.

Setting Vote: https://strawpoll.com/polls/B2ZBEWzkLgJ/results

Next character Vote: https://strawpoll.com/polls/mpnbokLzQg5