Big Macintosh's Lesson

Part 5-A: A Domimaretrix

by Neoraichu

WARNING: Nasty details. BigMacintosh X TwilightSparkle X Applejack

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Once again, Twilight Sparkle found herself sneaking into the barn, wondering what sort of lesson Big Macintosh had in mind this time. She slunk across the floor, looking for signs of anypony, but finding none. Yet she could hear somepony breathing somewhere away from her, so she deduced that it had to be somewhere behind the wall of hay bales. So once more, she crept up to the hay bales and risked rearing up to peek over them. And once again, she was rather taken aback by the surprise that she saw there.

The was a large fine red stallion tied in an awkward position. He was face down in the hay with his forelegs tied behind his back at the pasterns. However, his hind legs were tied over a hay bale so that his rump was literally sticking out. His orange tail was tied tightly back against his forelegs, pulling up so that his bung hole was visible, and his horse-sized cock hung down from his equally impressive ball sack. She also noted the nearly gold hooves, and the orange hair and mane. There was something black pained over his rump so his cutie mark was completely covered on both sides. Over his head was blinders so that she couldn't see his eyes.

Then she noticed the orange mare standing next to him. Or at least she guessed that she was orange from the few patches of her body not covered by the black latex suit. She could see a pair of piercing blue eyes staring out from the black latex hood, and the end of her blond tail poking out from the black latex sheath. However, her orange femslit and her brown teats were clearly noticeable, almost squeezed outwards by the tight fitting black latex suit. There was also a line of small holes along the muzzle of the hood where she figured where her mouth would be. As the same as the stallion, the mare's cutie marks were completely covered.

Twilight was just a little scared to find out what kind of lesson this was supposed to be, but also a little giddy and excited at the same time by the strange situation and the strange outfits. When she audibly gulped, the latex mare turned and looked in her direction.

"Oh hey Twilight," said a muffled yet familiar voice, "come on around here and we'all can get started here. Y'all hears that?"

The bound stallion nodded, making his head bounce slightly in the hay his upper body laid in.

"Applejack?" she asked quietly, "Is that really you, or is this some weird dream?"

"Eyup, it's little'ole me. And this ain't no dream there, sugar-cube."

"And that's Big Macintosh?"

"Eyup. He been a bad boy and he needs to gets his punishment."

"Er... punishment?"

"Eyup. I's a learnin how to be a di... du... do..." She walked along Big Macintosh and sat on the back of his head. "Y'all tell her that big city word y'all is teachin me abouts, slave."

"Domimaretrix," he said under the weight of her rump and body, "I's teachin you about bein a good Domimaretrix."

"That's enough talking, slave. Now zips it."

"Uh... How can he teach us if he can't speak?" asked Twilight.

"Oh, he wrote all those fancy words down fer you," said Applejack as she picked up a parchment and handed over to the befuddled Twilight. Looking at the paper, it read:

Dear Twilight Sparkle,

I bets you didn't know I could write, did you?

If you're reading this, then its time to explain the lesson. I'm writing this to you since I've most like instructed Applejack not to let me speaks without permission. I'm teaching you and my sweet little sister about the fine art of domination. You'll both make a fine pair of Domimaretrixes, I'm sure.

Domination is all about the control over your partner that is complete and freely given. It's a trust lesson much like Bondage, in that you are giving full control to another on the understanding that they will not abuse you in a way that they weren't asked to, or give you more pain and humiliation than you can bear.

So just help Applejack punish me, and I'll be happy. There's a second latex suit that should fit, considering that you and Applejack are almost exactly the same size, if you don't consider your horn.

Love and kisses, Big Macintosh

"Another suit?" asked Twilight.

"Oh, that's over here," said Applejack as she pointed to a bag set to the side, "I better helps you get it on. Big Macintosh and I took several minutes to squeeze me all into this."

The two stepped out of sight of Big Macintosh as Applejack grabbed the bag, and the two of them slipped around the hay bale wall. He squirmed as he heard various comments coming around from the other side like "Stick your horn in this hole", "I didn't know y'all teats was so big", "I know it's hot in there, but y'all gets used to it", and "wow, you is all excited and drippy already". It was mainly Applejack that he heard speaking. He couldn't hear Twilight's responses as they were too quiet.

When the two emerged from behind the hay bales, the violet unicorn was shockingly different. Big Macintosh really had to crane his neck around to see her. Or at least he guessed that she was violet from the few patches of her body not covered by the black latex suit. She could see a pair of sparkling violet eyes staring gazing out and small violet horn sticking out from the black latex hood, and the end of her violet tail (with a red stripe) poking out from the black latex sheath. However, her violet femslit and her deep violet teats were clearly noticeable, almost squeezed outwards by the tight fitting black latex suit. There was also a line of small holes along the muzzle of the hood where she figured where her mouth would be. As the same as Applejack, the mare's cutie marks were completely covered.

"Okay Big Brother," said Applejack, "Let's get this here show on the road."

She then pulled a small locker from behind the hay bale, and then quietly opened it up. From within, she pulled a pair of riding crops, handing one of them off to Twilight.

"What's this for?" asked Twilight.

"Big Brother dun told me this here is for smackin the bottom," replied Applejack as she leaned closer to Twilight's ears.

"You mean like spanking a colt's backside?"

"Eyup."

"And that will?..."

"I dun know, he jus told me ta do it."

Applejack took her crop and slapped it across Big Macintosh's right rump with a quick flick of her hoof, making Big Macintosh yelp and jump as much as his bound legs would allow. She flicked her hoof again, smacking his rump right in the same spot. He moaned and squirmed as Twilight noticed his cock getting longer and harder as she looked at it. He was really turned on by the heat he was taking in his backside. Another flick, and Applejack gave his rump the sharpest slap yet in the spot now turning even redder than normal.

"Now y'all use your crop to spank the other cheek," said Applejack as she glanced at Twilight.

Twilight's horn glowed as the now glowing riding crop floated into the air with its own glow. It moved on its own to his other cheek, wound itself up and slapped Big Mac on his other cheek. Big Macintosh moaned as he felt the strike against his other cheek.

"I wish I all could do that," sighed Applejack. She smacked her crop against the ever reddening rump cheek of her Big Brother.

Twilight wound up and slapped the other cheek again, causing more moans from Big Macintosh. His erection was now full, and pressing hard into the hay bale. The nearly two foot boner was as red as Twilight had ever seen it. The two continued slapping his rump cheeks making the red stallion more excited as his rump cheeks glowed redder and redder.

"Who's a bad boy?" asked Applejack hotly, "Who's a bad boy? TELL ME WHO'S A BAD BOY?"

"I've been bad," gasped Big Macitosh as he closed his eyes shut tight, "I've been very bad!"

She felt his quivering testicles, and said hotly, "Oh no, Big Brother. I can't let you cum yet. Naughty boys can't cum yet."

She picked up a leather bracelet set up like a belt, and wrapped it around the base of his cock shaft. Then she looped it through the buckle and started tightening it down. It squeezed that shaft tighter and tighter, making the veins bulge on both sides, his shaft growing even longer and harder as it turned from bright red to a pulsing throbbing violet color. When she though it couldn't get cinched even the least little bit tighter, she hooked the little metal tab through the belt hole and secured the buckle. She then took his balls in both hooves and fondled them tenderly as he moaned and squirmed.

Twilight moved to his head, and squatted right in his face. She leaned back against a hay bale, leaving her hot wet femslit right in his face. His nose was practically rubbing in her wet slit. As if by instinct, he sniffed deeply of her aroused scent, blowing his hot breath across her quivering nether lips. He opened his mouth, and his generous tongue lapped at her femlist, working its slobbering magic over and between her nether lips.

"Oh yeah," moaned Twilight, "Oh that's it."

A massive knot formed in his cock, trapped between his balls and the strap constricting his shaft so tightly.

(to be continued)