Big Macintosh's Lesson

Part 5-F: A Domimaretrix (Pt 6),

A Rarity Occasion

by Neoraichu

BigMacintosh X TwilightSparkle X Applejack X Rarity? X Celestia?

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Big Macintosh, Applejack and Twilight Sparkle stood outside the Carousel Boutique in the quiet darkness of Ponyville. Twilight tapped her hoof on the door, but no one answered.

"Maybe well all should just go in an look for Rarity," suggested Applejack helpfully.

"I'll see if the door is locked," said Twilight as her horn glowed. The door opened quite easily as she continued, "It's not locked. Let's go in. We said we'd come by after hours even if we didn't exactly say when that would be."

The three of them made their way into the shop, seeing that the lights were out other than the flickering lights of a few candles making a lit path towards the back. They started hearing noises as they made their way to the stairwell down into the basement. The path of candles continued down into the darker regions of the basement.

They could hear a woman's voice downstairs, and it was someone who was not Rarity.

=smack= "Ow!" she cried, "I'll be good, Mistress!" =smack= "Ow! I'm so sorry!" =smack= "Ow! Please have mercy on your wretched slave!" =smack= "Ah! My ass-cheeks are burning hot!" =smack!= "Ah! The pain!"

Twilight went down the stairs first, as it was only wide enough for one pony at a time. When she got to the bottom of the stairs, she saw the ass end of a white mare. There was a bunch of red welts across her rump, and the tail was tied back so she couldn't see it clearly. She was strapped into a horrible breeding rig, a device from way back in the day when a stallion had the right to rape any mare he was married to whether she wished it or not. The rig was created to immobilize the mare so it was impossible to defend herself against the mating attempts of the stallion, and they were known for keeping a mare trapped like that for days as the stallion mounted her over and over and over until she was impregnated.

Then she saw a whip lash out and strike the mare's rump, adding yet another red welt to the many red welts she already had across both her rump cheeks. The poor mare was now reduced to weeping incoherently as the pain from her rump was so obvious to see.

Twilight Sparkle was suddenly gripped with a burning rage and sense of shame as she just charged into the room as tears ran down her cheeks, and she screamed "STOP IT! STOP IT NOW!"

The whip fell to the ground as Rarity's horn stopped glowing. "What the hell?.." she gasped.

Twilight threw herself on the rump of the white mare and cried, "Leave her alone! Punish me if you must!" She then closed her eyes tight, and burst into tears, weeping hard.

The white mare looked back and sighed, "It's terribly tender that my number one pupil would so defend my honor, but it's really not necessary." Her voice sounded a bit off, as there was a bit in her mouth at the time and bridle hanging over her neck.

Applejack and Big Macintosh came in the room just in time for her to gasp, "PRINCESS CELESTIA?"

"Yes," she sighed, "I wasn't expecting company."

"Neither did I," replied Rarity, "but I do remember telling them to drop by my shop after hours one night. I really didn't think they'd come here so soon."

"Twilight?" cooed Celestia, "Twilight? Calm yourself my child. It's not nearly as bad as it looks. I swear I'm just acting like it's that bad."

"I'm so sorry," choked Twilight as tears streamed down her face, "I couldn't bear to see you suffering so... I just couldn't!"

"Always so logical," said Celestia, "except when the matters are most important. Then you think with your heart no matter how logical you wish you wanted to be." She softly smiled back at the violet unicorn.

"Well," sighed Rarity, "I guess we'll just have to end this session early, Princess."

"That's fine," said the Princess quietly, "I think I've traumatized my poor student quite enough for one evening. Same time next week?"

"Of course, your Highness," answered Rarity, "Of course." Rarity's horn glowed as the breeding rig began unbuckling and unstrapping from the Princess' legs and body.

"I'm sorry, your Highness," choked Twilight.

"Don't be silly," said the Princess as she embraced Twilight and rubbed her back with her foreleg, "It's the day you stop caring will be the day you'll have to apologize to me. Not today."

"But your rump,.. won't someone see? How do you hide the scars?"

"I teleport straight back to my room where no one is supposed to bother me all night unless it's a dire emergency, and then heal the scars when I get up in the morning so no one has to see anything. That way, I get to appreciate the pain from the whip marks for one night."

Twilight was speechless as her mentor held her a little longer. She glanced at Rarity.

"Don't bother," said Rarity, "I'm not upset either."

"Wow," said Big Macintosh, "Y'all is the last pony I'd expects to see here."

The Princess nodded. "Now would somepony move Twilight back? I need a little room to teleport away." Applejack stepped up and gently pulled Twilight back so that the Princess could vanish in a flash of light.

It was then that Applejack and Big Macintosh got a good look at the harness that Rarity was wearing. A fine harness of red leather straps wrapped about Rarity's white neck, shoulders, withers, back, girth, barrel, flanks, loins, croup and thighs. The straps were held together with golden snaps each sporting a small red ruby on it. Her eyes were covered by a fine red leather mask also bedecked with gold studs on the outer edge and a crest of red feathers on top. The violet hair, mane and tail were heavily tied down with red leather cords. She simply looked back at them with her large azure eyes.

"Woo-we," said Applejack, "That thar is about the finest harness I've ever done seen."

"I'm not surprised," said Rarity confidently, "I'm sure that you'll be equally impressed with the changes and improvements I've made to your simple latex suits as well."

"I jus knows y'all is right about that! I'm jus sure that Twilight here needs jus a moment to pull herself together an all." She continued to rub Twilight's back the way she say the Princess rubbing it.

"That's fine," said Rarity as she turned to look at Big Macintosh, "So are you just submissive or are you a Dominator in your own right?"

"Oh," he said amiably, "I've been on both sides of that thar fence. I've been told I's good at either one."

"That's good," she replied, "because the outfit I made for you can be used equally well in both roles. You'll look like a prince no matter what side of the lash you're on."

"Mighty kind'of'ya."

The three of them waited as Twilight calmed down.

(to be continued)