The small cluster of ponies didn't seem shocked, but the last part her story made all of them cringe, especially Fluttershy whose hooves shot down to her crouch and covered it, not even wanting to imagine the pain of having an entire hoof shoved up her genitals.
"H-how did it not hurt….?" Fluttershy asked herself shyly in the back of the room. Nopony was able to hear her over the overwhelming amount of attention Applejack was receiving.
"Why'd you let her shove her hoof up you?" Rainbow asked.
"Ah don't know…" Appplejack lowered her hat over her face. "Ah was just very…. Horny at the time. Ah jus' wasn't thinkin'. And, like I said… It sorta…. Felt good."
"I know you may have only had one chance, but it seems a bit… sudden to just do that to a complete stranger…" Rarity commented.
Applejack lowered her head in shame. "Ah know…. Ah kinda regret that much, but it was worth the experience."
Twilight cleared her throat and tossed the others a scold for making Applejack feel uncomfortable with herself. "So, Applejack… Do you feel better now that you've admit that?"
"Ah feel…. Weird… Ah feel less crumpled up inside, but also…a bit embarrassed." The apple farmer shamefully looked at the ground and back to her friends.
"It's alright, Applejack. I'm sure some of us will have fetishes that will make yours look like nothing." Rarity reassured.
"Yeah," Rainbow agreed. "I mean, when my time comes to talk, I think I'll be a lot more embarrassed than you."
Twilight stared at the floor with a smile and red face. "Yeah, it's pretty safe to say mine'll be way more embarrassing than yours, too…"
Applejack was already reclaiming some of her lost pride. She forced a smile, and that alone enhanced her mood.
"Now," Twilight spoke to the full room again. "Who's next?"
Nopony spoke up. Everything was quiet until finally, a small, cute squeak came from the back of the room. All eyes turned to a small, yellow blob hidden under pink hair. She put her small piece of paper a few inches in front of where she was cowering with her head under her hooves. Everypony stared silently. They all knew she was next. That was obvious. What was more obvious was the nervous pit at the bottom of her stomach when she thought of telling everypony.
"Y'alright, Sugarcube?" Applejack finally asked. Fluttershy nodded under her trembling hooves.
Everypony got up and comforted the shy mare. They all wrapped their hooves around her or gently stroked her back and head.
"It's alright, Fluttershy… You don't have to do this…." Rarity reassured.
Fluttershy tilted her head up and looked at her friends shyly. "I…I know… B-but I want to feel better about myself…. I want to do this…. I r-really do…"
Nopony knew what to say. Rainbow, out of all her friends, was the one who felt a pit in her heart. Her eyes lowered to her small scrap of parchment, which read the number "5". She was last. Only inches away was her trembling friend, fearing what all others were to think. Rainbow dreaded confessing like everypony else, and that was coming from her. Rainbow took in a deep breath as dread sunk into her heart.
"Fluttershy…." Rainbow spoke up in the quietest voice anypony had ever heard her use. "We could trade numbers if you wanted."
Fluttershy's teal eyes turned and instantly met her friend. Her face was red. Rainbow didn't even want to begin to imagine the mad swirl of emotions inside her.
"Really? You'd do that, Rainbow?"
Rainbow nodded and held out her hoof with the number on it. Fluttershy gasped when she read it.
"Y-you're last!" She looked up at her friend with glistening eyes. "Are you really going to give this up for me?" Rainbow nodded and a smile formed on her face. She loved seeing Fluttershy happy. "Oh, thank you ! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!"
The butter-colored pegasus threw her hooves around Rainbow's neck and smiled. Rainbow returned the hug then broke away.
"You're welcome…"
Rainbow sat on top of her sleeping bad again with her legs crossed. Everypony else returned to their sleeping bags and awaited Rainbow's story quietly.
"Well….to be honest…. I was a little younger than Pinkie was when I experimented with mine… I was sixteen and-"
Rainbow's eyes grew as the eyes around her stared at her. They were all watching her. Judging her mercilessly. The thought of what everypony was thinking about her at this moment was scary. But they were her friends… She could trust them, right?
"Wait… You all have to promise this won't leave this room!"
The rest of her friends seemed almost shocked by her.
"Rainbow…Why would anypony tell your secret? If we're all telling our secrets, then we know we couldn't tell yours because you could easily just spread ours. It doesn't make any sense."
"I guess…. But still, this is really personal to me… Only two other ponies in the whole world know…"
"All of ours are, Rainbow. We're doing this to vent and release our emotions… " Rarity added.
"'Sides. We're not out to hurt ya. And we aren't lookin' to judge ya."
The others smiled genuinely to her nervous friend. Rainbow felt a little reassured, but was still nervous. She took in a breath, and restarted her story.
"It happened when I was sixteen…."

The evening of that night clearly ran through Rainbow's mind. It was a Friday night and her father had a long night at work ahead of him. He had an evening shift that day, which was odd for him. He bid his daughter goodnight at only six pm. He stood at the front door of their cloud home and gave his daughter one last hug before going for the night.
"Are you sure there's nothing else you need before I go?"
Rainbow nodded. "I'm fine, Daddy. I'm not a little filly anymore."
"I-I know…" He smiled and forced her into another hug. "Just be good, alright?"
"Okay, Daddy… I love you."
Rainbow's father gave her a quick peck on the cheek. "I love you, too, Sweetheart." Her father stepped completely outside and closed the door, but kept it just open enough to stick his head in and give her a few reminders. "Remember to brush your teeth and turn the oven off if you cook!"
Rainbow nodded and her father finally closed the door. When she heard the entrance click to be locked and saw her father's shadow pass by her curtained windows, she let out a sigh.
"I thought he'd never leave…"
She then smiled mischievously. She loved being home alone. She loved it more than anything. Nopony was there to bother her, and more importantly, she'd get a sweet, sweet taste of her fetish. The cyan pegasus grew horny just thinking about it. Her wings sprung up and stiffened.
"Argh! Damn it!"
Rainbow was now left wingless, as she could no longer flap them. She was forced to walk all the way to her father's room. She smiled as she approached the large white door. Her tongue glided across her lips as she thought of the treasure inside.
Normally, Rainbow was a well-behaved child. She normally obeyed her father and fallowed the basic rules. There was one, however, she couldn't help but break.
"Stay out of my room, Rainbow Dash!" She heard her father's voice echoing in her head.
Who could resist? For she knew that on the left side of his bed was a dresser, and in the top drawer of that dresser was a magazine. On page twenty-seven of that magazine was a picture she couldn't help but drool over. The image journeyed into her mind and stiffened her wingboner even further. She entered the room. Instinct forced her to be quiet, but she knew she wouldn't get caught. She never did.
She crept up upon the dresser like a predator stalking its unsuspecting prey. She opened the drawer and stared at her father's pile of inappropriate Play Colt magazines. She lifted the stack and the red boarded that always caught her eye glimmered. She slid it out of its reserved spot in the pile.
She was so excited; she didn't even care to close the drawer. She flew into her room, closed the door, and sat against the edge of her bed before flipping through the magazine's filthy pages. She licked her lips as she arrived at page twenty-seven. That page and its brother page – twenty-six - were exposing a gorgeous pegasus mare. There were two shots of her and a short biography on the two pages. One shot was her with her silky, blue mane drenched with water and caressing her succulent pink body. Her marehood couldn't be seen, but the most oblivious of ponies could tell it was dripping with moisture. The second shot was the one of her bent over a desk. Her tail was moved out of the way, showing an amazing shot of her rear and genitals. What caught Dash's eye was the red tint glowing on the mare's pink rump. Though it was obvious that the red marks had been done with makeup, the thought of the sorry mare actually being spanked excited Rainbow and made her mind swarm with dirty thoughts. She blushed heavily and forced her hoof down her body to her marehood and began to gently rub her well-prepared clit.
Although Rainbow Dash was never spanked as a filly, the thought of being bent over and punished enthralled her. She hated herself for it, but she never did anything to stop herself from thinking the thoughts.
Rainbow let out a short sigh as she continued pleasuring herself. Her marehood was dripping wet and her wings were harder than rocks. She blushed heavily as she continued to stare at the photo with half-opened eyes. She was too deeply into the moment she didn't even hear one of her best friends land on the cloud floor beneath them.
Pizzorto was a good friend of hers. They lived very close together, and loved hanging out when they got the chance. Her dad hated him, though. He always thought something was up with the young colt. If something in their house went missing, it was Pizzorto's fault. If Rainbow Dash got in trouble, it was somehow Pizzorto's fault. If somepony's dead corpse was found violently slaughtered in alley, it was Pizzorto's fault. It wasn't abnormal for Pizzorto to drop in through Rainbow's window if he knew her dad was away.
Pizzorto's light pink face was now painted red. His dark blue eyes shot opened. He never, ever caught any of his friend's masturbating. Then he thought why he would have. Seeing Rainbow do it, though, was beyond strange. As quietly as he could he snuck onto the bed and looked down at Rainbow pleasing herself. He caught sight of what she was viewing, and her wet marehood. She was muttering something under her breath and she didn't have the tiniest clue he was behind her. He blushed heavier. He didn't know how exactly to greet her, or show that he was here, so he simply let it out casually as though nothing was going on.
"What's up, Rainbow?"
The mare's eyes shot opened the moment she heard a familiar voice behind her. Her hooves clamped the magazine together and she shot into the air and turned to face her friend. Her entire face was a deep shade of red.
"P-Pizzorto…Y-you…You didn't see anything, okay?" She lashed out, almost angry at the colt. "You didn't see anything! Nothing happened! J-just…." Rainbow's eyes were shimmering with tears. She couldn't believe he saw that. "Just leave and forget this! Please…." Rainbow sunk to the ground and sat near the edge of her bed, cuddling the magazine like a newborn foal. She felt like fleeing and never returning. How could she let herself get caught doing something so humiliating?
Her friend, whose original reaction was shock and a little bit of anger back, then grew to sympathy. He knew Rainbow very well, and could easily tell she felt embarrassed and awful about the entire thing. He landed on the ground and sat next to her, before wrapping his right wing around the mare. She didn't explode into a volatile storm of emotions after that. She simply returned the hug and stared at the ground.
"You must think I'm….weird…"
Pizzorto chuckled. "For what? Masturbating to a pic of a sore flank?"
Rainbow nodded. "I-It's really…embarrassing…"
"Embarrassing? It's just something you're into. You can't help that…."
"So…. You… don't think I'm weird?" Rainbow finally lifted her pink eyes and met them with Pizzorto's.
Pizzorto shook his head. "Why would I? It's just another thing that makes you different than anypony else."
Pizzorto blushed a little more, as he held the cyan mare tighter. He wouldn't have admitted it in a million years, but he always had a thing for Rainbow Dash. He thought she was beautiful and sweet, but never had the guts to tell her. Rainbow fell silent, as her confidence grew to its original size and she felt less ashamed of herself. Pizzorto was an amazing friend.
"So…. You're into spanking? As like, a fetish?"
Rainbow nodded in conformation. She felt far less humiliated and her heartbeat even returned to its original pace.
"W-Would you like me to help you?"
Rainbow's ears perked up and her heart began to heavily throb within her. Her wings slowly began to erect. Was he serious?
"What do you mean by… help me?"
He blushed heavier as he forced the words off his lips. "I could uh… ya know… spank you."
Rainbow's wings sprung up at the words and her mood returned to its horny state. She blushed with a cute, shy smile and nodded. He giggled a bit and grinned at the mare's cuteness. He was actually about to do something that'd turn his crush on. That alone made his heart beat faster.
"Alright…" Pizzorto started, lending a hoof to pick Rainbow off the ground. She gladly accepted it and got back on all fours. "Just remember, if I go too hard on you, or you don't like it I'll stop…"
Rainbow smiled. "Yeah, I will… Also, thanks for doing this… It means a lot…"
Pizzorto held back any "Awes". She was so cute when she got all sheepish and sweet acting. She really was sensitive under that hard shell of hers. If one knew how to crack it just right, they'd see a completely different side of her.
"So… why don't you get over the bed and we can do this?" He said with an almost forced confident tone.
Rainbow blushed heavily, but grinned. Her heart thumped in eagerness and her wings grew bone hard. She smiled and bent over her bed with her hooves stretched out in front of her. She lifted her rainbow-streaked tail and blushed a little. She was aware Pizzorto could see her fully exposed marehood, but she didn't care. She raised her flank a little and her heart raced faster than it did after an intense workout. Pizzorto made his way to the edge of the bed. He put one hoof on Rainbow's back and the other was left raised above Rainbow's unshielded flank.
"You ready?"
Rainbow nodded and could feel her body tense up. She was a little nervous, never have been spanked before. What if she didn't like it? What if it hurt in a way she didn't like? What if she didn't like it, but Pizzorto continued anyway? What if her dad found out? What if-
Rainbow's trail of thought was interrupted by a sudden pain on her rump and the sound of Pizzorto's hoof making contact with her flesh echoing throughout the room. Rainbow let out a short squeak, but was a little surprised to find that she both hated and loved the sensation. Another smack landed firmly on her flank followed by another and another and another. Her pulse calmed a bit. The series of hits to her rear were a bit painful, but the tingling sensation made her more moist. She only grew wetter as the smacks to her rump grew more intense. Pizzorto started to increase the speed and power in each hit. The ever growing sting made her wetter and crave more. The harder he went on her, the more she loved it. She soon started letting out small grunts and moans of pleasure and pain. He landed seven more hard smacks on her rump before Rainbow cut him off.
"P-Pizzorto…"
Pizzorto halted as he was about to deliver another whack. "Sorry… was I going too hard on you?" He asked with a voice full of nervousness and guilt.
Rainbow shook her head. "U-use the brush, please…" She pointed her hoof towards her wooden manebrush on the nearby counter. She tossed him a pleading smile.
Pizzorto gave a calm nod and retrieved the object she asked for. He wasn't sure if he enjoyed spanking Rainbow or not, but she certainly seemed to be into it. If Rainbow was happy, he was happy. He placed the cold, wood surface on her bare backside, which was now a light hue of pink where he landed the majority of the smacks. Rainbow bit her lip, anticipating a new, more intense sensation. Pizzorto failed to disappoint her, as he raised the wooden brush above her flank and brought it down hard. Her eyes shot opened and she let out a yelp. She wasn't expecting the harsh new pain, but knew she could surely take it. Three hard smacks landed against her rump and instantly left dark pink marks on certain areas. After the fifth smack, her body was starting to adjust. By the eleventh hard blow, she was once again finding pleasure in the exotic pain.
The punisher easily noticed the wetness at his victim's marehood. He wanted more than anything to shove his stallionhood inside her, but he knew that they were both too young. He loved Rainbow far too much to allow her to give up her virginity at that age. Besides, even asking for something like intercourse would be beyond rude and make him sound like a complete sex-obsessed idiot.
Rainbow let out a long moan while Pizzorto continued whacking her backside. The firey pain in her rear was constantly being reignited by the merciless whacks of the brush. She loved it. She loved being overpowered and dominated, and above all, being put in that dreaded but highly desired position. As her body grew used to the pain, she longed for more of it.
"H-harder…please….." Rainbow begged in a shy tone.
Pizzorto's eyes grew in shock at how much she was enjoying it. He didn't want to disappoint the sweet mare, so he raised the brush above her now red rump and brought it down as hard as he possibly could. The cyan mare let out a squeak, but continued to endure the unusual pleasure. The brush went down another twenty-two times. Each smack came with a new, more intense pain. She loved the ache in her backside, and then suddenly the whacks subsided. Rainbow was left panting over her bed with an aching, throbbing backside.
"I'm sorry, Rainbow…" Pizzorto apologized, rubbing his hoof. "My arms are starting to ache… Hope you're not too disappointed…"
Rainbow shook her head. "Are you kidding me? That was great…."
As Rainbow sat up, her rump hurt and her body seemed much weaker than usual. She climbed her full body onto the bed and laid there. Pizzorto plopped on the bed next to her and wrapped his hoof around the arch in her back. Rainbow leaned into him.
"Did you enjoy your spanking?" he asked, in a teasing tone. Rainbow blushed and nodded.
"Pizzorto…. You're not going to tell anypony are you?"
"Of course not… What kind of friend would I be?"
They both giggled. Pizzorto's heart burned with love. He did adore that sweet mare before his eyes. He was so proud of himself for pleasing her, and making her happy.
The rest of Rainbow's evening was spent cuddling next to her dear friend. The feelings she deeply felt inside weren't romantic, but she'd taken a few hints and knew what he felt. Snuggling with him was the least she could possibly do. When Rainbow drifted into sleep, Pizzorto smiled, kissed her forehead and tucked her under her covers. He flew out of her bedroom window and onward to his house.

A bright line shone brightly over Rainbow's face and awoke her. Her eyelids lifted, and at first, everything was blurred. A familiar image was now lingering in front of her face. She blinked several times. It was the magazine cover that she'd…. oh no… Her pink eyes wondered upward only to see her father staring her down, holding the erotic magazine in front of her face.
"You, young mare, have a lot of explaining to do!"