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* Chapter Four: Seedy Justice. *

"Now where were we?" Pinkamena asked nopony in particular. She took out a scroll of paper and a quill. Where the buck she got them from was beyond knowing. Slowly and carefully she began to check things off.

1. Scare the hell out of Spike by throwing knives at him, Check

2. Get him all hot and bothered by showing provocative pictures of my ex friends, check

3. Get Spike high on pot so he can't think straight, Check

4. Suggest kinky sex to Spike to bribe him out of arresting me, Check

5. Have kinky sex with Spike... uncheck!

"Ok now that we know where we are..." She told some unknown audience. Pinkamena then put the scroll and quill aside and resumed her seductive pose against the tree, smirking at the Dragon before her, as her eyes dared him to make a move.

"Hooo-ho! Alright, that...that works!" Spike decided, eager to allow himself to explore the very thing Rarity had kept from him. "Consider yourself under arrest, Mena!" Of course this was the perfect opportunity to take her in, but something inside him had stirred at the site of her seductive display against the tree. He'd ever been with anypony before. Wouldn't hurt to have a bit of fun before completing his quest.

He smirked and gave a wide smile, reaching back for his cuffs as he pushed her back; blunt still in his mouth and pouted between his lips as he made sure her hooves were spread wide against the low tree branches. The whole of his front against hers from how he had both arms spread as well.

Pinkamena simply giggled. He was falling right into her trap and she was ready for just about anything. After all, she'd played this game before and had never lost.

"Psssh I lost that form already anyway! I think...Did I?" Spike said, referring to the warrant for her arrest that were still in his back pocket. "Yeah I think I did!" He was still smiling, taking another drag as he looked at her. "Wow, you look pretty smokin' from this angle..." He commented as if seeing her for the first time. Indeed, this was a side to Pinkie Pie that he'd never noticed before. He had to remind himself that this was actually Pinkamena Diane Pie; quite different from the Pinkie Pie that everypony knew and loved. Her looks and personality were much different from the element of laughter. In fact, she preferred to refer to herself as the element of surprise, and she was full of them.

"I look good from every angle" She said with an arrogant air, knowing full well that she could hold her body in such a way as to turn the heads of most males. If Ditzy Doo didn't already have the job, she could have been the male mare.

"Just gonna take what ya owe me then, Mena" Spike told her, feeling that she did owe him for all the near misses with knives and for the many lives she'd allegedly taken "Then consider yourself clean"

He took another drag of the blunt, keeping it between his lips still as he unfastened the greaves of his armor; dropping them to the ground before spreading her legs wider to wrap them around his waist. "Ever been with a dragon, 'Mena?" He asked her in a voice that almost bragged of his racial advantage.

"No you'd be the first." She had to admit. She'd been with stallions, griffons, even the diamond dog she was currently dating, but a dragon? Never. She had no idea what to expect.

He growled in earnest, flicking a claw against her sensitive pink fur and driving it down against her soft skin. "Well then I'll make sure it's not something you forget so easily." Spike salivated slightly, taking a few more drags of the blunt before taking it in his free hand to plant his lips against hers exhaling the smoke still in his mouth into hers. His thin and long reptilian tongue whirred around hers as she felt his dragonhood grow between his legs. The fact that he was putting such foreplay into this was definitely a sign he was enjoying this already.

The fumes had the effect of getting her slightly high and she almost lost her hoofing beneath her, unable to grip onto him because she was cuffed to the tree all she could do was hope he would stop her falling as the chains rattled ever so slightly. She wondered if this was what these military types referred to as a chain of command. She kissed him back, impressed by the length of his tongue and played with the fork of it, slipping it between her own in a masterful display of enticement.

Spike had her, keeping her pinned between his own hardy chest and the tree to ensure she wouldn't slip under him. He pushed up to ensure her legs were wrapped around his waist to only further hold her in place...And also so she could feel his massive girth prodding against her moist slit. Spike took a few more drags and played a few more rounds of tongue hockey with her before he broke the kiss one last time: a string of saliva breaking between their lips by now. "Damn, this is gonna be an even tighter fit than I thought..." He said, his generous head reeled against her pussy, lubing up with her juices.

Pinkamena gave him a low playful growl, the feel of his enlarged head making her drip with extra wetness which seeped out in pink hues from between her legs; she gripped his neck in her teeth, giving him a firm love bite that would for sure leave a mark. Taking his cue she locked her legs around him tight then whispered "Show me what you've got, Hot Shot"

Spike reeled his head back, letting out a hard groan as she sunk her teeth into him. She could taste the bit of sweat and anxiousness that perspired off of him. Even the bit of cologne he felt he had to spray on himself to keep the royals happy or try and impress Rarity. But it was for her now. The last of the spent roll fell to the ground, rolling by her released juices. His hands wrapped around her now, granting greater control over her as he clawed against her; deep enough to leave some marks but not enough to bleed as he held her hips in place to slowly but surely insert his lubed cock into her marehood.

"Uuuhhh FUCK!" He called out in raw carnal pleasure, her pussy was spread wide to accommodate him as he penetrated into her like a hook, line and sinker once he managed to get his head pushed into her he shoved a good number more of generous inches into her. "How's THAT!?" he asked, expecting a favorable response.

Pinkamena moaned out loud as his more than generous size filled her and pushed to the limits of her opening, ramming hard against the cervix and filling every convoluted place within. She felt a sudden rush of fluid project out of her as if forced from a hose. The sensations of it causing her to shudder from eartip to end of her tail bone. Her straight pink tail hair rippling against his inner thighs. She deliberately tightened her opening around him, giving him an internal squeeze, almost like a pussy hug and answered him between hot breaths which wafted over his scales. "Holy Sombra, you're so huge!" In truth, none of her previous experiences matched this one. It was an unexpected bonus to her seduction and hardly what she'd expected from the dragon she'd previously known as "little Spikey"

Spike snarled in satisfaction, fuming bits of smoke from his nostrils in a warm, moist bit of vapor trailing down the back of her neck. He was relentless in milking every last bit of pleasure he could from the pink assassin. It was easy to tell that he had been sexually frustrated and holding back for some time. Spike's claws still ran to create fresh red marks against her, threatening to break skin but seeming to always stop one step before doing so. Squeezing at her flank now as his slow but powerful thrusts drove the big bulge forming her stomach up and down. Though he was barely able to move again as her pussy practically wound like a clamp around him. She really knew how to hold her forces.

"Ahhhh" he gasped out, practically going numb with the pleasure crashing over him now, letting Pinkamena really feel like she as being fucked by a wild animal.

The feel of Spike's claws teased at her skin, clashing pain with the pleasure, heightening Pinkamena's senses. She couldn't hold back her ceaseless moans which shuddered out of her in wavering gasps and groans. Her body shook against him as her sweat mixed with his own. Velvet-like fur gliding over his scales and enticing his cold blooded senses with warmth and softness. She screamed out his name as she felt herself right on the very edge of an internal explosion that would rival one Dashie's rainbooms "OOOOOOOOOOOOOH SPIKE!"

Spike's eyes widened, tongue hanging from his mouth as he felt himself growing weak at the knees; almost bucking and falling at her release but he stayed strong. His entire body shook with sensual pleasure and in turn coursed through her as well. He was close, but he still wanted so much more: addicted to the feeling of Pinkamena releasing her pleasure across him. Their raunchy doings left his throbbing cock an absolute mess already, her juices dripping down his balls and onto the ground below.

His tail whipped around to curl at her throat now, choking her just enough to further drive the mix of pain and pleasure in. "I like the way you scream my name..." he admitted, "Now how is this for you? " he asked, hoping that she would sing his praises and further stroke his ego. His voice was deeper in pitch, as his more feral and greedy dragon senses kicked in. He pumped into her harder and harder now; eyes locked with hers as he was on the verge of orgasm. Pumping into her harder and faster than before. He then roared, a bellowing dragon's roar that echoed across the forest and made the trees shake. The watching wild life fled at the sound as the metal of her cuffs rattled against the wood of the tree.

The mild chocking made Pinkamena suck in her breath. She felt a sudden rush of adrenaline fire through her and tingle up her spine. Loving the danger and the sense of being dominated she deliberately pulled against her chains and arched her back, moaning loudly but trying to hold off as long as she could. Then the sound of his roar filled her ears and excited her further, she felt him vibrate in her as his roar caused him to shake against her and inside her. The sweet vibrations sent her over the edge of control and her screams of pleasure mixed with his loud cry. Just as she thought the shock waves of pleasure were subsiding, she felt them start to build up again for a second orgasm "don't stop" she managed to say through quick gasps, the words barely audible and coming out as a soft waft of sound that danced in the mist caused by her hot breath.

"Ahhhhaaagh you little shi~ "he trailed off, savoring her orgasm as it hit him like a typhoon. Spike felt himself struggling on the verge of climax, but her words and his greed pushed him to further repress it in favor of milking every last drop out of the pink dynamo.

"Only if you beg for it, criminal scum" he said, his voice was still lower and more hoarse now. But he continued to loudly pound into her, balls slapping against her by now in his furious pace with every relentless thrust. Not stopping until he could utterly ruin her cunny. But indeed, he slowed not to a halt but damn near once he felt her tide rising again, trapping it in place until she would beg. To further amp up his tease his elongated dragon tongue curled down to lick against her, going down and down until he lapped up some of the spillage from her orgasm and circled around her hot and spread lower lips.

"Beeeg, like how so many must beg for you." He taunted, wanted to exact some kind of revenge for all her fallen victims.

Pinkamena's throbbing opening tormented her senses and she gritted her teeth trying to resist his insistent demand. How dare anyone insist that Pinkamena Diane Pie should beg? NEVER! Pride welled up in the master assassin as she smiled at him with a cunning look sparkling in her cyan blue eyes. She rested in knowing full well he hadn't fully satisfied himself yet and wouldn't be able to stop until he did.

Pinkamena paused to blow into one of his ears sensuously, letting the warmth of her breath heat up his cold reptilian scales. She dropped a back leg from around his waist and let it glide all the way down over his outer thigh enticingly. She made her tail swish between his legs so that the feeling of silky soft hair glided against his balls and inner thighs in a playful caress. Then she finally answered him with a sexy voice which was low by her standards and vibrated close to his now warm ear.

"No, I think I'm all done now" she whispered, a mischievous smile curled on her lips as her eyes flirted with his gazing deep into his soul and appealing to the well known selfish nature of the dragon. At that moment Pinkamena felt a sudden pinch in her knee. "Pinkie sense" she thought to herself with sudden urgency "Pinchy knee... Something scary!" Her immediate thought was "What's about to happen?" Then she began to wonder what fearsome animal might come crashing through the trees and catch them by surprise. Should she warn him? Or did she have the right to remain silent?

A shiver coursed through Spike and both of them could feel it, his knees were growing weak again and she could feel himself threatening to crumble under his own dead weight. He literally bucked but managed to keep his balance and keep her in his grasp when her tail swept against his balls; that one in particular obviously jerking an instant reaction from him.

Spike's mind was an utter mess, threatening to crack at any given moment. There was wounded pride in his green eyes, even as they thinned and went yellow by now in his reptilian nature like when he went berserk and threatened to destroy Ponyville.

"N-no! You're done when Spike say! "His voice was throaty and fully feral. And she had done it. He began grow, threatening to become almost twice the size than he had been before. His greed fueling him from this gradual build-up. And if he wasn't threatening to tear her in two from the sheer size of his dragonhood before, he would now. Especially when he let out another bestial roar and thrusted into her with gusto. There was so much force by now and they had been at this for long enough that the tree seemed to be threatening to break apart at any moment now.

Pinkamena soon realized that she needn't worry what was coming through the forest, the fearsome creature her pinkie sense was warning of ... was him!

(To be continued)