After a certain incident, Rarity is now your maid. What kind

>>28056188
Yeah right, like I'd trust that cunt in my room.
She'd probably unbox my collectible figures and dump the wastebasket that's full of crusty kleenexs that I sometimes re-use to bust in.

She can fuck off is what she can do

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>>28056188
I will make her clean up my mistakes.
:(

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>>28056228
Haha

N-nice joke

>>28056188
>After a certain incident
No, OP, you're going to put more effort into this than that. I want at least five sentences of backstory, pronto.

>>28056188
Dusting, vacuuming, doing the laundry.


Without panties.

>>28056247
lood

>>28056244
Good thing I have some backstory right here
>>28044291

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>>28056243
No.

>>28056247
>Only in panties
FTFY

>>28056277
Alright, that's two. Three more. Try to relate why she's your maid.

>>28056212
Sounds like you have some issues you need to work out

>>28056303
Because she isn't willing to do manual labor.

>>28056303
If you look through that thread, you'll find the answer

>>28056188
Tell her to go home.

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>>28056283
>Only in stockings
FTFY

>>28056247
You're going to regret that when she's on her period. Shit will be dripping all over your clean, white carpet. Sure, she'll attempt to clean it up, but like wine, nothing gets out a period blood stain.

>>28056388
what are tampons

>>28056388
superbad pls

>>28056317
Nips Fuck yeah!!

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>>28056317
Sure, I'll help you out of those tattered clothes

>>28056405
Something from Star Wars, I think.

>>28056405
I legitimately forgot about those.

>>28056315
But Anon
She's already home

I'd love to have Fluttershy be my maid for a week. Id have her walk around in only lingerie and it's be cute seeing her get all nervous and embarrassed being so exposed.

>>28056188

Scrub toilets. Scrub floors. Scrub the toilets again. Every day.

>>28056188
Polish my cock with her mouth

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>>28056831
Fuck's sake Anon, how bad is your aim?

>>28056188
I'd force her to dress in only panties, stockings and a skirt. I'd have an egg vibe inside her pussy all the time, a wireless one that I'd control. Keeping her lactating would be a must, so I'd constantly play with her nipples, or have her do it if i couldn't. In that state is how I would make her wait on me and do my chores, and if she makes even one little mistake she'd be face or tit fucked. She'd be expected to service my guests just the same as myself, and my guests would also get a turn in her punishment. In fact, most days she would be to busy cleaning cum off of herself than cleaning the house.

>>28056188
the ultimate torture
give her a uniform that is practical for cleaning duties, and no part of it matches

>>28057288
You monster.

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>>28056188
Beat her with a crowbar while pretending to be Gordon Freeman.

>>28056985
Id only want her to fuck me. Not any of my guests.

>>28044291
Original Thread

rib in pib

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>>28056388
>implying that isn't what I want
>Implying I don't want her to walk around, embarrassed as she bleeds all over the place
>Implying I don't want to make her clean the blood constantly in a futile struggle as she keeps bleeding where she cleans

Fucking casuals man

>>28056188
I'd make her spend time with me after she's done cleaning and stay longer than she'd like to combat my crippling loneliness and desperation for female attention.

>>28056188
I'd get anal with her. I'd force her to clean my room spotless, so clean I could eat her ass off it.

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>>28058704
>You will never turn Rarity into your maid slave
>You will never reveal your crippling depression to her
>You will never slowly develop a friendship with her
>You will never decide to free her from servitude one day, only for her to say that she doesn't want to leave
>She will never reveal how she's fallen in love with you

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>>28058906
>She will never reveal how she's fallen in love with you
That's called Stockholm's syndrome Anon.

>>28058928
Spike has it for Twilight

>>28058990
That is plausible.

>>28058928
This is the closest anon will ever get to love

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>You will never make her change the tapestry again and again

Anon who wrote >>28051593 here. After posting that I had to leave for the entire day. Didn't think anyone would be interested. But if you guys still care, I can write some more in a few hours.

>kill self

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>>28059739
I care for it more than I care about my well being.

Which is not very telling, but hey

>>28057418
I'd want her degraded and broken, begging for whatever cock she can get till everyone knows her as a classless slut.

>>28058928
Whatever gets the nookie, baby

>>28056228
t.funnychanner

>>28059739
Please do, kindly writefriend

>>28056305
Shut up, faggot.

Well, I've got good news and bad news.

Good, I've gotten an idea of the overall story. It'll be kept relatively short and sweet.

Bad, more things have come up again, and I've got another full day to deal with. So I can't write anything until late tonight.

But don't worry about keeping this thread alive if you don't want to. If it dies before I get back, I'll make another thread for it myself. On the other hand, feel free to write maid themed green of your own if you want. It's always good to have multiple stories going in a single thread.

>>28060374
Delicious salt confirms

>>28060729
>lelele saltyyyy af my meme
make the most of these weeks you got left before you go back to school, junior.

>>28060746
>meme recognition
>en meme-ues rez
>via memeing
>memeception
>memepocalypse

Notify Morton. There's been quite the spill

>>28058906
>>You will never decide to free her from servitude one day, only for her to say that she doesn't want to leave
>>She will never reveal how she's fallen in love with you
immersion lost

>>28060543

>>28056188

Light housecleaning and being decorative, of course.

It's not like I'm a disgusting neckbeard with an apartment full of filth, but I'm sure having a cleaning service will improve things.

It's almost as if MLP dreams of having the characters but would be incredibly uncomfortable with them anywhere near them to begin with.

>>28061539
Lame

>>28061548

This is Rarity we're talking about here.

Having a pretty girl in a lace-bedecked maid's outfit at your beck and call is nice. I happen to find that rather attractive, so I'm not going to fuck up the sight of my ivory-skinned servant by making her clean up pig digusting messes and turning her into a sex slave.

Maid doesn't equal fucktoy, but it sure is nice eye candy and I expect my maid to dress "traditional French" and since she's an expert, she'll look absolutely fantastic.

Servants reflect their master/mistress- ruin them and you only show you're trash in turn.

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>>28061643
http://youtu.be/uiCf_Urxggc

>>28056188
Mostly thank her for cooking some nice meals and generally tidying things up.

Granted, it's sometimes in latex lingerie. But that's pretty much it.

I don't live in a rat-warren of garbage. The rest of her time is pretty much her own, unless she honestly wants to talk or hang out.

I don't have much time, patience or energy for anything else, currently, but the eye-candy is nice.

>>28061643

this right here.

We're not all hypersexual fanbois around here..

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Make her sing the Rules of Rarity whenever she works.
Every.
Single.
Day.

>>28061708
>ellipses
I can feel the tipping from here.

>>28061708
Like hell we're not

>>28061643

Plus, perfectly mended and tailored clothing along with similar household repairs.

People that only wear sweatpants and stained T-shirts (perhaps a hoodie) might not appreciate that, but I do. Likewise laundry, regularly done.

A maid keeps a house. Bonus, I do Renfaires so I now have someone who not only keeps my garb in tip-top shape but I can have come along for good measure, since she's apparently permanently employed.

I'll take Rarity Belle in a bodice with plentiful cleavage for $500, Alex.

I swear, "X is a maid" is like some random poorfuck winning the lottery. The only thing most people do is try to beat the record on destroying their good fortune as fast as possible.

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>>28061814
>>28061643

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>>28061643
This guy gets it. Just look at her when she was Nightmare Moon's servant.

>>28061828
She was a stuck up bitch
And a racist

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>>28061827

>>28061726

Okay, SOME of us are.

And there ain't nothing wrong with that.

>>28061845
>t. A smelly uncouth dragon

>>28061722

ellipses equal fedora? when did this happen?

>>28061722

Joke's on you, I'm naked as a jaybird!

>>28056188

>you are Anon
>and Rarity is your maid after "winning that trial service for Workhorse Maids"
>she is, however the Worst. Possible. Maid.
>comes to work in outfits that barely cover her tits and ass
>bends over while doing as little actual work as possible to show off her lacy thong
>like you don't know she'd love a sexual harassment charge to get out of working for you
>"I expected better than a lingerie shop outfit from my maid, Miss Belle."
>the next day, she's in something out of a Japanese meido flick
>now at least you can have the windows open without someone calling the police for indecent exposure
>you treat her precisely the way she hoped you wouldn't given the cheesy outfits and posing
>like a professional
>for weeks
>after five weeks, she finally breaks
>Rainbow Dash had bet her she couldn't have you wrapped around her finger in sixty days
>the loser has to maid out for two months for the winner
>...arrangements are made for day 60.

>>28062384

>Day 60 has arrived and Rainbow Dash is on her way over to your (spotless) apartment
>you'd given Rarity a day off in your apartment to procure some bait
>Rarity serves something on toast
>Dash demolishes the entire plate in under two minutes
>"I'm soooo happy with my lovely Maid Rarity, Rainbow Dash! She's said she'll be mine, y'know."
>Rarity almost manages to keep a straight face behind her friend
>"So...you're saying that she managed to-"
"We're getting married in October!"
>"I'll be his little maid for the rest of my life!", Rarity chips in.
>toast crumbs dribble to the pristine carpet from the slack-jawed Dash
>"He asked me just before the contract ended at noon, and I said yes, YES!" she continues.
>Dash appears to have been hit over the head by a mallet. Perhaps two.
>"Y-you're serious?"
>you and Rarity look at each other
>and demurely give each other that little smile she's been coaching you on for weeks, straight out of any number of cheesy romance novels
>Rainbow Dash has gone monochromatic
>"Oh, and DARLING, I took some pictures for tomorrow when you come over!
>"C-come over?"
>"Yes, dear, when you come inside here at what's going to be our little love nest. Master Anon suggested I take a few pictures with it on, just so you'll know."
>which she took herself without you getting so much as a look, darn it
>the greytone Rainbow now has a thin trickle of red from her nose as Rarity shows her what has to be that original outfit, suitably disarrayed
>"Don't you think you'll look WONDERFUL like that, Rainbow Dash?"
>*k-thud*
>and that's the KO
>you high-five over the comatose Dash
"Give her a week before we tell her the truth?"
>"Only if she gets to wear more than those...scraps, darling. I only dress Rainbow Dash in STYLE."
"Deal. Now that you don't have to wear that outfit, up for dinner tonight with Fluttershy?"
>"Dinner? Yes. But I think I'll keep this on for tonight. I know SOMEONE likes it."

~END

>>28061643
Booooorrrrriiiing

>>28056317
is there a full nude of this?

>>28063430
Rarity is not lewd

>>28060543
Ok...

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>>28062384
>Miss Belle
RARITY'S NAME ISN'T RARITY BELLE THIS ISN'T HOW NAMES WORK IN EQUESTRIA AND EVEN IF IT WAS HER NAME WOULD BE RARITY FLANKS AS HER FATHER'S NAME IS HONDO FLANKS

YES I'M MAD OVER THIS

>>28065114
>Flanks
Who names their son ass?

>>28065942

>>28065478
I know a guy named Butts.

>>28065478
Apparently Hondo Flanks' dad. That or he was a male stripper.

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>>28066460
When something smells, it's usually the Butz

>>28065942

>>28058928
That's the best kind of love, anon.

>>28066962
Indeed. It's how Discord fell in love with Fluttershy

>>28059739
Pastebin?

>>28056212
This. I don't care how much the help is being paid. The help is the help, and you can't really trust them. I'll clean my own messes and make sure everything is safe, thank you very much. I know some people have an issue being a fucking human and keeping their living space tidy, but I take pride in it.

>>28056405
>she purposefully leaves them out to get back at you for making her go around without panties
"Rarity! The carpet!"
>"I'm so sorry, darling. i must have forgot my tampon today."
"How do you forget a tampon?!"
>"The same way I forgot my panties, it seems."

>>28067115
Rub her nose in it.

>>28058906
That's LITERALLY the plot to Bob the Butler

>>28067126
You mean Bob the Builder?

>>28067182
that show always creeped me out.

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>>28064226
She is mega lewd you fool

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>>28067224
This pic is freaking me out.

>>28067182
No, Bob the Butler. It came out in 2005. Good movie as I remember it.

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>>28067224
Rarity is pure...at least until I have her do something more than clean the house

Save from the invasion bump

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>>28067489
I like Glimglam as much as the next faggot, but what the fuck is going on with those 15 threads right now?

>>28067550
I counted 30

>>28067093
No pastebin yet, since I've decided to rewrite the beginning for a clearer intro and to fix the typos and mistakes.

>>28068062
Remember to portray Anon as the piece of meat that he is

>>28067489

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>>28056188
>On what should be a typical friday for Canterlot High School, a certain incident has occurred.
>If this incident were to be become public knowledge, the consequences would be high indeed for those involved.
>Including the school itself.
>But for now, the egregious act is being kept behind closed doors.
>One of those doors is the gateway to the head office of CHS itself.
>It's here, in this sun drenched room, that our story begins.
>"Peeping is a serious offense. We cannot show any lenience because of your gender, or because it is a first time offense."
>The radiant 'goddess,' Principal Celestia, explains in a firm tone.
>"The only case in which we could let you off easily would be if the victim, Mr. Mous, were to express as such."
>A ray of hope is given to the offender sitting across from the authoritative figure.
>This miscreant just so happens to be a young woman, Rarity Belle, who was undeniably caught red handed by the second highest power within these walls, Vice Principal Luna.
>"Principal Celestia, I never intended for this to happen! I thought he liked it! What red blooded, equestrian young man WOULDN'T?"
>The principal's eyes widen for a moment.
>Rarity could swear she saw a hint of... excitement?
>"I see the problem runs deeper than I thought. Should Mr. Mous accept your apology, you could avoid a suspension-"
>"Oh th-that's wonderful! I'll apologize to him right away!"
>"Let me finish, please. You could avoid the suspension if he accepts, AND if you undergo counseling for this... condition."
>"Pardon me? Condition?"
>"Ms. Belle, do you think Anon should have been 'grateful' for your comments?"
>"Well, I-"
>"Did you or did you not tell him, and I quote, 'you should be thrilled I'm even giving you the time of day, darling, what with that sub par package.'"
>Rarity deflates and looks down

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>>28068995
>"Furthermore, Anon was not outside the boys locker room as a present for you. Some of his peers thought it would be humorous to lock him out. You just happened to be walking past the gym shower rooms as the door was closed on him."
>The ray of hope has now turned into a blinding and suffocating heat.
>"Principal, I can assure you, this is all just a misunderstanding. I was mistaken, but I was only hoping he would find it enticing!"
>Celestia suddenly perks up.
>"Enticing, you say?"
>Worried she may have spoken too much, Rarity recoils.
>"Y-yes, ma'am, that is to say-"
>"I suppose I can't completely blame you for having a moment of weakness."
>Celestia says as she stands up from her chair and begins to pace around the room.
>"Ma'am?"
>"Anon IS a fine, strapping young man, after all. It becomes easy to find yourself mesmerized when faced with such a splendid example of masculinity."
>Rarity stares in confusion, as her principal's tone has become serious, yet lustful.
>"I wasn't there to witness it myself, unfortunately, but my dear sister told me as much as she could."
>The pacing has led her to standing in front of the office's large window, where she looks out to gaze at the sun.
>Somehow, staring at the unbearably bright light doesn't effect her at all.
>"Those perfectly chiseled muscles, covered in the sweat of rigorous, physical activity. Activity that would only pale in comparison to the kinds of physical trails you'd like to put him through. That you can imagine putting him through, as he stands there with nothing but a piece of barely hanging cloth between you, and the firm, hard key that can unlock your gates of womanhood."
>Celestia says this with a burning passion that rivals the sun itself, her hand raised up as if to... grab onto something.
>Rarity finds herself feeling warmer and breathing harder, but most of all, in shock.
>"P-principal Celestia?!"

>>28069033
>The middle aged woman realizes what she's just said, but simply brushes it off with a clearing of her throat.
>"Yes, well, in any case, your fate now rests on Anon's shoulders. Those strong... capable shoulders."
>She picks up a clipboard and pen off her desk.
>"While I would prefer to avoid a scandal like this, if Anon chooses to pursue punishment, school procedure must be followed. That includes taking a statement of what happened from your point of view."
>Rarity is given the writing tools, filling her with despair.
>"Be sure to give as much detail as you can."
>"Yes, prin-"
>Celestia places a firm hand on Rarity's shoulder, while giving her that stern, yet lustful look.
>"I mean it. ALL of the details. Especially of what you saw."

>Meanwhile in vice principal Luna's office...

>>28069041
whew lad

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>>28069041
Keep going, dammit!

>>28056188
giver her a skimpy french maid outfit and simple works. Naturally while she work, I watch every angle of her body until i cant resist and kiss her (and the rest).

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>>28061828

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>>28069041

>>28062701
Loved it

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>>28069041
>You are Anon.
>You're currently sitting down to vice principal Luna's desk in her office.
>The room has been darkened considerably, but this doesn't reflect the warmth of the principal's heart.
>"Anon, are you quite alright?"
"I think so, Principal Luna, thanks to you. I'm glad you came just in time to see what happened. If not for you, no one would've ever believed me."
>"Think nothing of it, Anon. It is I who should be thanking you for the wonderful view I received."
"Excuse me?"
>"I said I should be thanking you for being so truthful about all this. I know it's hard for you, but is there anything else you would like to tell me about what happened?"
"I... I keep thinking back to t-the look in her eyes, Ma'am, ...sh-, it was like she was staring right through me!"
>The vice principal gently pats your shoulder, as she stands behind you.
>"Shhh, there there."
"Like I wasn't even a person to her?! J-just some slab of meat?!"
>The single, gentle hand of your principal becomes two, as they both start to massage your muscles.
>"She shouldn't treat you like that, Anon."
>Leave it to your caring vice principal to put you at ease.
>She truly has your best interests in mind.
"Yeah! Exac-"
>She suddenly leans down to your ear and whispers.
>"A young, inexperienced girl has no right to such a FINE hunk of meat like you."
>The massaging has become much more sensual now.
>"No, you need the touch of an older woman. Someone who knows how to... tenderize you in all the right places."
"I'm sorry, what did you say, Ma'am? I couldn't hear you."
>She quickly straightens up again.
>"I said, I can assure you, she's going to be punished to the fullest extent."
>You look back up at her.
"She is?"
>"Oh yes, especially if she doesn't apologize to you. And if you feel that her apology isn't sincere, we may still punish her in some way."
"What... what'll happen to her if she doesn't?"

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>>28070013
>"She will be suspended, and receive counseling for her behavior."
>The principal tells you while going over a folder in her hands.
>You look down at the table, cluttered with more folders.
>The paperwork for all this is being written up as you speak.
>"You can agree this is a satisfactory outcome, correct, Mr. Mous?"
>You give yourself a few moments of deep thought before you answer her.
"Actually, Principal Luna, maybe this is the wrong way to handle it?"
>She raises an eyebrow at you.
>"What do you mean?"
>You start rubbing your left arm to calm your nerves.
"Well... I just feel like suspending her, and even sending her to counseling, would only make things worse. What if she becomes bitter instead?"
>She pauses briefly.
>"That... is a possibility, yes."
"If she does apologize, why not forget about the punishments, so that she and I can talk things over. If we can come to an understanding, maybe we could even be friends?"
>Surprised, the principal places the folder she was holding down onto the table.
>"Anon, you would be willing to do that?"
>You nod.
"This is the first time she's done anything like this, and I believe everyone deserves a second chance."
>The vice principal grows a proud smile.
>"You really are a fine young man, Anon. Very well, I'll go discuss this with my sister and Rarity herself."
>She walks over to her office door and opens it.
>"In the meantime, go about your school day. We'll call you to the main office when we're ready to make a decision."
"Yes, ma'am."
>You rise from your seat and walk over to the door, but just as you're about to step out, the principal places a firm hand on your shoulder to whisper to you again.
>"Of course, you could choose to stay here with me. Your selfless actions deserve a reward after all, and the darkness of my office chambers tell no tales."
"Pardon me? Again, I couldn't hear you."
>"I said come visit my sister and I if anything else happens."
>She says with a beaming smile.

>>28056188
Give her lodging in the servants' quarters and never think about her again. You have people for that after all.

>>28056188
Make her wear no panties and have her tits out. Have her clean everything with a buttplug and vibrator in her. When she's done I pay her by fucking the shit out of her. Repeat every day

>>28070013
>Vice principal Luna will never be tenderize you in the right places.
C-can someone make a spin-off green?

>>28069041
oh lawd im kekking

>>28070532

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>>28070033
"Thank you, Principal."
>What a nice woman.

>Sometime later, after the last period of the day, you spot Rarity beckoning you from down the hall.
>You've seen her a few times during these past hours, but she avoided any contact with you until now.
>She must be pretty scared about all of this.
>You follow her to a more secluded section of the school.
>A hallway that ends abruptly.
>And strangely enough, the ceiling lights aren't working at all here.
>It's pretty dark, but you can see some of the locker doors are left open and empty.
>Seems this dead end isn't used at all anymore.
>Kinda creepy... you had no idea there was something like this in CHS.
>But this is useful.
>No one will be able to hear your conversation.
>Rarity looks really nervous.
>After clearing her throat she speaks up.
>"Darling, I can't tell you how happy I am that you're willing to let this all go. I know I've made a terrible mistake, and I'm deeply sorry."
"You're willing to take responsibility?"
>"Of course! That's actually why I've come to get you. The principals want us to come to their office, and they sent me to find you."
"You were going to apologize in front of them, right? Why are you doing this now?"
>She places a hand on her chest.
>"I just wanted to tell you before hand how thankful I am. If this had gotten out, and I were to be expelled... well, I don't know what would've become of me."
"So then, you really are sorry?"
>She nods with misty eyes.
>"Yes, I really, truly am!"
>After a moment of silence, you let out a small chuckle.
"...That's a good start, but it'll take more than that for you to get out of this."
>"E-excuse me?"
>You move over to the lockers and lean back on them, letting your posture loosen while a smile suddenly appears on your face.
"I said, it's going to take more than an apology to settle this. You'll have to sweeten the deal."
>Rarity's expression becomes a mix of confusion and anger.

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>>28071296
>"Wha... what are you saying? I'm doing exactly what you told the vice principal you wanted!"
"Oh, come on! Did you really think it would be THAT easy? After what you did, there's no reason I should want to help you. It's only because I wanted something in return."
>Her confusion is now replaced by apprehension.
>"...What do you want?"
"Turns out, my parents are going on a month long vacation tomorrow. I'll have the whole house all to myself."
>Rarity gives you a look of contempt.
>"Congratulations. What does that have to do with me?"
"Well, nice as it is having the castle to myself, that doesn't mean the chores will be going away. So, I was thinking, maybe you would be interested in fulfilling those duties."
>You explain with a smug grin.
>Rarity recoils in disgust.
>"Y-you want me to be your sex slave?!"
"What?! No, no!"
>You say with raised hands.
"Let's get this straight, I don't mean anything like that! I'm not a pervert like you, Rarity!"
>"P-pervert?!"
"Look, I'm talking menial tasks. Stuff like cleaning the house, doing my laundry, homework, and cooking. You know, actual chores!"
>Rarity's mistaken disgust becomes offended realization.
>"You mean a maid?!"
>You point at her with another grin.
"Bingo, you got it."
>Rarity grits her teeth as she blushes with anger.
>"This...this is preposterous! This is blackmail! Why shouldn't I just tell the principals about this?!"
"You could, but I wouldn't if I were you. I mean, even if they do believe you, what would happen? I get a slap on the wrist and detention? No big deal. You, on the other hand, will get suspended, receive counseling, and the entire school will find out. It'll be way worse for you."
>Her anger subsides as the reality of what you tell her settles in.

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>>28071308
"But, if you do the smart thing and take my offer, you spend all your free time for the next four weeks doing some housework, and I'll stick to my end of the deal and keep it a secret. Once it's all said and done, it'll be as if it never happened."
>She regains her contempt.
>"Anon, you... I can't believe you're-"
>You suddenly snap at her.
"I'm what?! A horrible, disgusting person?! I'm still better than you! I should be thrilled?! With my sub par package?! Really, Rarity?!"
>She steps back, her anger and contempt melting into pure guilt.
>"I... I seriously am sorry for that. I didn't actually mean it... I was just teasing."
"Doesn't change the fact you said it. I respected you, Rarity, for your creativity and generosity. I never thought you would ever say something so mean."
>She doesn't reply, but instead, looks down at the ground.
"Believe it or not, this is my way of forgiving you. Like I said, I don't have to do this. ...So... what'll it be?"
>Her eyes dart around for a bit, before they finally look up at you.
>"I... I have no choice. I agree to your terms."
>You reach out with an open hand, and she takes it to give you a half hearted handshake.
"Glad to hire you, Maid Rarity."
>You say with a cocky smile.
"Well, we don't want to keep the principals waiting. Ready to begin your tenure?"
>She sighs.
>"Yes."
"Then come along, my housemaid."
>You briskly walk out of the strange hallway with Rarity in tow.

>After some time with Celestia and Luna, it was agreed that Rarity would not be punished, but instead, the two of you would work on forgiveness and friendship.
>With that settled, you were both allowed to leave school.
>You and Rarity walk out to an empty front courtyard.
>Everyone else has already gone home.
"There ya go! No punishments and no records! Just like I said."
>Rarity doesn't seem too happy though.
>"Yes, wonderful. It's only going to cost me my dignity."
"Welcome to the club, I lost that myself recently."

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>>28071326
>She lets out an annoyed sigh.
>"Alright already! Just... tell me what you want."
"Well, first of all, from now on you will refer to me as 'master.'"
>"You're joking."
"Second, every time you come over, you must bring a complete, legitimate maid outfit to change into."
>Rarity's eyes nearly jump out of their sockets.
>"WHAT?! That's ridiculous! I refuse!"
>She shouts with a stomp of her boot.
"You can't refuse. Remember, this is an actual job that you've accepted to pay off your debt to me. Unless of course you'd like to go back in there and get signed up for those punishments."
>She quickly answers.
>"No, no! That won't be necessary! I'll..."
>Another deep sigh.
>"I'll do it. What do you... want it to look like?"
>She asks crossing her arms with a deep blush before turning her back to you.
"You're the best clothes designer in all of Canterlot. I leave it's design up to you."
>She turns her head, still wearing that blush.
>"You... you mean that?"
"Absolutely. Make it how you see fit."
>"Fine. But it won't be ready until tomorrow."
"That's okay, since you can't come over until my parents leave tomorrow. They'll be out the door by eleven in the morning, so you can show up at one o'clock."
>"I was going to spend the weekend with my friends."
>She pouts.
"You'd better use today to tell them you won't have much free time for these next few weeks."
>You step closer to her wearing a smug face.
"So, you understand your orders, right?"
>She recoils away from you.
>"Y-yes."
>You lean in towards her while your smugness intensifies.
"Yeeesss what?"
>"...Yes... Master."
>She hisses through clenched teeth.
"Good! See you tomorrow, my housemaid."
>You say with a big smile, before turning around to start your walk home, leaving a very miffed Rarity behind.
>The next month is going to be pure fun and bliss, and you're going to enjoy it thoroughly.

>>28071337
I like this. This is good.

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>>28071337
Are you going to keep up with this? You wouldn't go through all the set up for it and just drop it, r-right?

>>28071458
I'll keep up and finish it, since I'm planning it as a short story anyways. Like I said, if I have to I'll make another thread sometime later when I'm ready. Or I might just move it to fingerbang or a Rarity thread if they would allow eqg.

I've run out of writing time for today though. In the meantime, I've made a pastebin since someone asked for it.

http://pastebin.com/wurFhdvs

Bad story name, I know. If anyone can come up with something better, let me hear it. By the way, credit goes to >>28046336 for writing the setup that I used.

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>>28073099
>The Taming of the Lewd

>>28073099
>Or I might just move it to fingerbang
dropped

>>28073180
Don't worry, it's just an option in case a dedicated thread like this one can't be kept alive. I'd try going to a Rarity themed thread before that.

We seem to be doing fine here though, so I think it'll be okay.

>>28073695
A qt

>She will never clean your drawers
If you know what i mean

>>28074896

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>>28056212
>wastebasket that's full of crusty kleenexs that I sometimes re-use to bust in

>>28056212
The fuck?

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>>28056188
My basement got pretty messy after I cute the brake's on my wife's car, whoops, I mean my ex-wife's car, oh yeah and also forget the part about cutting the breaks
anyways I need my basement to get cleaned but I'm always too busy watching To Catch a Yeti and eating some pizza rolls, do you like pizza rolls, they're all I ever eat
just make sure to ignore the skeletons and decomposing humans and half eaten cats

>>28073695
Oh god that's cute. It's been really hard to find pics of Rarity as a maid.

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>>28056188
>You cross your arms and shake your head.
>Rarity stands before you in a skimpy maid outfit, fidgeting with the skirt, tray held close to her rather generous bosom.
"Pick them up."
>"Please Anon, can't we arrange something else?"
"PICK THEM UP!"
>She flinches at your raised voice, and begins to sob while slowly bending over.
"That's right...put them into a neat stack slut."
>"Do you have to call me names?"
"STACK EM UP WHORE!"
>She closes her eyes, tears flowing freely, ruining her makeup.
>With a loud, sad sigh the white bitch stands to full height and outstretches her arms.
>You nod in approval, and take off sprinting in the opposite direction.
>Once at the wall you two step wall jump off it gaining massive air, and scraping the ceiling with your chin as you grab the back of your legs.
>Rarity cringes knowing what's coming next.
>With force akin to a Falcon Punch, you Shaquille O Neal the shit out of the books she was holding in her hands.
>"EEK!"
>The books hit the ground like thunder, while Rarity shivers in fear, and pain.
"Pick them back up."

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>>28077498
You're a bad person

>>28076194
I suggest getting six cans of Raid, the Fast Kill Low Irritant kind

>>28056388
One more reason poni>human. Horses don't have a period.

>>28056188
Clean up

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>>28071337
>Saturday.

>You are Rarity.
>Fashionista extraordinaire!
>Who will one day become the top clothes designer in all the world!
>You park your car, get out, and take hold of the heavy dress sized garment bag inside the trunk.
>Fame.
>Fortune.
>Recognition for your talents!
>Everyday is a step forward towards your goal.
>You walk up to the front door and ring the bell.
>It's all just a matter of time before you make your big debut onto the world's stage!
>You're young!
>You're chic!
>You're living the dream!
>And today you're...
>"Coming!"
>Today you're...
>"There she is! My lovely maid, right on time!"
>You're a high school boy's servant.
>"Good afternoon, Rarity."
>Anon smiles brightly as he motions for you to come inside his house.
"Good afternoon, Anon."
>You take one step, but he suddenly blocks you.
>"What was that?"
>He asks sternly.
>Oh for god's sake.
"...Good afternoon... Master."
>You say with a hateful tone.
>"Better."
>The smile returns as he lets you through.
>Not even a minute into this and you already can't stand it.
>So here you are, inside your 'workplace.'
>It's just a typical, decent sized suburban home.
>Nothing out of the ordinary.
>Anon seems excited by the large garment bag you're holding up.
>"You're prepared to change, I see."
"Not in front of you!"
>"Of course not. Go into the guest bathroom. First door on the left."
>He points towards a hallway.
>You open said door, revealing a complete shower bathroom.
>Plenty of room to change.
>You lock the door behind you.
>Can't trust Anon to not try and get some revenge.
>After carefully putting on each piece, you look yourself over in the large mirror.

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>>28079291
>You're ready.
>Ready to die of embarrassment.
>It's not wearing the outfit that bothers you.
>You've created, and worn, costumes and uniforms for you, and your friends before.
>Truthfully, you're proud of this dress you've made.
>No, what's killing you inside is that once you open this door...
>You really will be his maid.
>Your hand hovers and shakes over the doorknob.
>Dignity and pride screaming at you to take this off and storm out.
>But that's not an option.
>You have to do this.
>It's better than the alternative.
>Breathe in and out.
>Steady your hand.
>This is a job.
>This is just a job.
>A short term, month long job.
>...
>You open the door and walk into the living room.
>You spot Anon before he sees you.
>He's sitting on one of the couches, looking like an overly excited child on his birthday.
>"Oh wow."
>He jumps up from his seat as you stride into his view.
>"Oooh wow, Rarity! You look..."
>Anon has the biggest smile you've ever seen from him, repeatedly looking you up and down.
>Your hand made outfit.
>It's a traditional black and white french maid dress.
>With all the frills and details that go along with it.
>Including a lace bonnet, black stockings, and black mary janes on two inch heels.
>You chose to fit them with a small heel so you could comfortably stand and walk around in them all day, but still look the part.
>"You look great!"
>He gently touches and holds some of the dress' fabric.
>"I've seen maid costumes before at halloween parties, but I've never seen one of this quality!"
"Of course not. This was all carefully hand stitched by me, and custom fit for me."
>"It even feels expensive. How much would something like this cost?"
"Made to order from a tailor? With these materials and this thread count, over a thousand dollars."
>"I can believe that."
>He starts walking a circle around you.

>>28079314
>"Though I have to say, I'm surprised at you, Rarity."
"How so?"
>"I left the design up to you because I wanted you to be comfortable, and I was curious to see what you'd choose. I thought you would go for something more modern and low key."
>You cross your arms with a huff.
"If I'm going to do something, I may as well do it with style and class. And besides, I figured you wouldn't be happy with anything less."
>"You did this to make me happy?"
>He asks surprised.
"Not for your benefit!"
>You snap.
"It's just so I don't have to hear any complaining!"
>"I see. Well, I'm happy with how it turned out, and I really do think you look amazing."
>His smile and tone is so genuine, you have to fight against blushing.
>You're able to keep up an air of indifference.
"Thank you."
>You say nonchalantly.
>He places a hand behind his ear.
>"Thank you, what?"
"...Thank you... Master."
>He's actually serious about this 'master' shit, isn't he?

>>28056188
I kinda sorta wrote a short story about this scenario once, I think. 2013 I think. Plenty of cheeky cuntness and wordy description. They fucked at the end.

>>28079378
Also, somebody read it with a fairly decent voice, which gave me the happy for a good few minutes.

>>28079378
Paste?

>>28079340
More?

>>28079416
Fuckin wish. Maybe somebody will remember or even have it. I'm really just on this board to pass time, maybe get back into things. I need stuff to distract me so I don't get sucked into alcoholism.

>>28056188
>be richfag appaloosa native in ponyville because weird obsession with place I lived as a foal for a few years
>dad pays for house and whatnot
>does not mention maid who is constantly pissy about her sewing business that bottomed out
>this conflicts with my obsession with keeping my house a certain form of messy
>the kind of messy where I know where all my shit is

>>28079972
It's called organized chaos
Rarity also likes it this way

>>28079972
>come home to my living room all organized and fucked up
>maid is doing her shit, dusting the shelves
>it's been three weeks
>I need to say something
"Hey, uhhh. Maid, whatever your name-"
"Rarity."
"Miss Rarity. Yes. Well."
>spaghetti a-brewin
"I like to keep my stuff organized a certain way that looks like a mess."
"Your father pays me to clean. That is what I do."
>she looked slightly miffed, as usual
"I know, but can you just not?"
>she thought for a second
"This is literally the only house I clean. I need something to do to occupy my time. Please-"
"Then do whatever. Just stop messing up my system."

>>28080145
>her brow was flat as could be
"I really do need something to occupy my time. Doing that takes most of the day while you go doing whatever it is you do."
>I thought for a second
>well, this ought to work
"I'll buy sewing supplies. You make me some suits. How's that sound?"
>her ears snapped forward, eyes wide
>she did this weird little fast paced dance/trot toward me a few feet
"I would love to do that, and I don't need you to buy anything. I still have my own supplies at home and I am more than willing to occupy my time doung that."

>>28080265
>three hours later
>there's a table in my den with a grid and rolls of material on it
>Rarity isn't in a maid's uniform anymore
>she isn't even on the clock
>I'm standing stock still, waiting to get all measured up
>if I move an inch, this hyperactive horse somehow notices from the bathroom
>she comes back in the room, immediately magicking her measuring tape off the grid table and slapping it on my back
"Tell me, what kind of clothing is missing from your closet, darling?"
>stand there, blankfaced, not knowing what to say
"I guess a winter coat."
>the measuring tape stops halfway around my chest
"It's August."
>oh
"Oh. Uh. Getting prepared early I guess."
"Sweetie, you're probably going to gain or lose a few pounds, your taste may change, you may want to try a certain trend-"
"I like things for very long times."
"Oh. Like classic styles that simply never go out of style or are you an uncultured colt?"
>uhhh
"Uhhh."
"I've seen your closet. I understand. Maybe you should try something new."

>>28080556
>possible undiagnosed high functioning autism kicks in and makes me say something inappropriate
>measuring tape just so happens to be on my upper thigh
"Heh. You're still kinda new."
>oh fuck oh shit oh fucking what
>you are not alpha enough to say that
>you drink iced tea at the park, pretending you're a philosopher
>she didn't make it any easier as she slipped the measuring tape a smidgen higher
"Am I now?"
>respond, fucker
>fuckin say something
"I mean, you've been here for three weeks, so not really."
>the tape slipped up a bit more
"I ran my shop for about six years. Three weeks and I'm not new? I disagree with your evaluation of what 'new' means."
>you fuckin
>GOD DAMMIT
>FFFFFFUCK
"Well. I guess you are new then."
"So what do you mean by you want to 'try' me? Hmmm?"
>she doesn't sound happy
>can't look to see her facial expression though
>that would end badly somehow
"Be honest with me, dear. Were you implying something lewd?"
>FUCK. SHE SAID SOMETHING LIKE THAT.
>NOW MY CROTCH FEELS DIFFERENT
>I AM PAINFULLY AWARE MY DICK EXISTS
>FUCK
"Ye-. Um. Yes. No. No."
"Don't lie to me. That's just rude."
>the measuring tape pulled up against where my leg meets my crotch, whatever the fuck that's called
"It was a sexual implication. Implied. Fuck, I mean."
>feel my dick swelling
>no stopping this shit
>wish I had ED just for this occasion
"Hmhm.. I'm sure."
"Yeah.."
"I mean, you look like meant it."
>mostly chubbed out weiner pulses up to a full throb
>feel awkwardly comfortable, now that the situation is here

>>28080832
>feel something cool and obviously not pony on my member
>feel one end go out to the tip and the other push softly into my balls
>feel it wrap around my shaft a second after
"I'll be back to start cutting fabric for your coat tomorrow. Is it okay with you if I leave my things here?"
"No problem."
>my heart sank as she trotted out the door, not saying bye

feedback pls. I am a selfish prick who lusts for acknowledgement.

>>28056188
>shoot next to her head again
"SAY MY CUM TASTES LIKE THE SUGAR MILK AT THE BOTTOM OF THE BOWL."
"y-h-h-our cum tastes ll-*hic*"
>shoot again
"FUCKING START OVER."

>>28080893
>next day
>Rarity shows up
>wearing uniform
"I thought-"
"I still have to do the job I'm paid for."
"Ah. Good idea."
>sit on couch, reading
>don't internalize anything for a bit
>pick up newspaper
>article about rape rates not going down
>article about another scandal involving royal guard
>article about
"What is this?"
"Whuh-what?"
>she holds a tissue a few inches from my face
>it looks like a wadded up tissue that was unfolded
>oh shit
"Oh, uh. My nose got runny."
"Are you lying?"
"N-um.."
"If I told you I would lick this, would you change your story?"
>oh lordy
"Yes."
>she stuffs it in her mouth
>is muffled when she speaks
"Good to see you aren't getting sick."
"Yeah.."
>boner already roaring to life
>she walks away again, leaving me alone with the classifieds

>>28081157
"I need to go pick something up."
>her uniform was neatly folded
>magicky floating by her side
"Okay.."
"It will take me about an hour."
>still have a raging boner
>she doesn't acknowledge it
"I'll see you then, I guess."
>she leaves
>can't take this shit
>decide to fap

>dart into my room
>rifle through drawer for porno mag
>find the one with the white coat, painted blank flank centerfold
>find marker
>draw Rarity's cutie mark on the pretend underage mare's ass
>flop onto my bed
>start jerking it like a cracked out Parkinson's patient
>reach climax the fastest I ever have
>don't even care about mess
>shoot all over my torso
>some of it smacks the headboard
>most of it lands on my face, chest, and pillow
"I forgot the duster in here. Noowww I'll go pick that thing up."
>heart pounding
>embarrassed out of my mind
>she licks off the bit of cum that got on my right eyelid

still no daggum feedback?

>>28056188
Give her a gun and make her shoot me in the back of the head

>>28081310
Check your capitalization and punctuation, Anon's dialogue is "Like this" and any other character is >"In green". The majority of greens are written in second person (if you want). Try to describe more the environment/places.
Keep it up m80

>>28081389
consider it my writing style to have dialogue in quotations and everything else in green.

and this is all just as I go, so I apologize for spelling and whatnot. it breaks emersion a wee bit.

bumperino

>>28079340
Come back

>You will never feel her behind while she is cleaning

>>28082957
>She will never squeak in surprise
>You will never whisper to her
>"Keep cleaning"

>>28082379

>>28084520

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>>28062701
>>28084753

"Now, wasn't Rarity nice to make you a NEW outfit after I asked her so nicely? Thanks for bringing me lunch at school, by the way. Photo Finish says she'll have the roll developed by Sunday."
>"imgonnastuffrarityinahamper"
"What was that Dash?"
>"I-I have to go empty the hamper!"
"Remember to take a break before you take care of Rarity!"
>"gonnaneedtwohampers"
"What?"
>"I said I might need two hampers!"
"Well, don't let the dirty clothes pile up till the end of the week!"

>>28081432
No problem m8

The new episode is today. We may get bumped off if something big happens in it. I'll try to get some more green out before then.

>>28081432
There's nothing wrong with having your own writing style. You should use whatever makes you comfortable. The more green you write, the more you'll figure out the style you prefer.

S-So this the resurrection of the Maid General, r-right?

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>>28087245
It can be, if there's enough interest. I've always liked the subject, and this isn't my first green about it, I also had a short lived maid cafe idea.

>>28087245
Man i forgot all about the maid general

>>28079340
"Well, now that I'm in 'uniform,' what is it you would like me to do?"
>"Ah yes, your first assignment. From what I hear, it's one you should be all too familiar with already. Follow me."
>What is he talking about?
>You follow behind as he leads you down the hallway, passing multiple doors, until you reach the last one at the end.
>"As you know, my parents just left for their vacation."
"Yes, and?"
>"Why don't you see for yourself?"
>He encourages you to open the door.
>With a raised eyebrow, you do as he suggests, and just like he said, you find an all too familiar, and awful sight.
>Behind the door is his parent's master bedroom.
>Typically sized and furnished like the rest of this average house.
>But it's not the bland decor that causes you to gasp out loud, it's the state of the room.
>Clothes, various accessories, and all manner of travel bags and containers are strewn about all over.
>The bed, which is in a terrible state, is covered in piles of clothes.
>So is the floor, to the point you can't do anything you would refer to as 'walking.'
>Tip toeing carefully is your only option.
>Even the dressers and draws are in disarray.
>And the master bathroom, which you can see inside of thanks to it's door being left open, is no better.
>Towels everywhere.
>Puddles of water on every surface.
>Wrappers and travel supplies littering the counter.
>All of this combined.
>It's as if a hurricane ravaged this room.
>You narrow your eyes with a seething anger.
"Parents leaving vacation messes for their children to clean up is >>28056188 The. Worst. Possible. Thing."
>"I know. They decided ahead of time that this would be my way of earning the house to myself. You're parents take a lot of vacations, so you have plenty of experience dealing with this, don't you?"
"More than I'd care to admit."

>>28089487
>"I've been dreading having to clean this all up... but that's what you're here for now!"
>He gently slaps your back with all the enthusiasm of a fellow teammate.
"...Yesss... Master..."
>You hiss through gritted teeth with a twitching eye.
>"Good! I'll leave this in your capable hands. Meanwhile, I'm going to spend my newly gained free time catching up with all the cartoons and anime I missed this week."
>Your time and effort is the equivalent of children's entertainment.
>How flattering.
>He makes it halfway through the hallway before he stops to add to your misery.
>"Oh, and you will, obviously, have to do laundry later, so keep that in mind."
>Wonderful.
>Well, might as well get on with it.
>First things first, and as always, it's the clothes.
>You search for and find all the pieces that are clean, and stack them up in a neat pile on the bed.
>Next, you toss all the dirty pieces into a hamper.
>With all of that cleared up, you can now freely move around the room.
>Which makes it much easier to organize all the draws.
>Once they are, you're able to put away the neat stack of clean clothes.
>Making the bed is the last part of the bedroom itself, before you move onto the bathroom.
>You clear the counter space, putting the various objects in their appropriate draw.
>All of the towels will need to be washed, so you use them to soak up as much water as you can, before you resort to using paper towel.
>Lastly, you clean the shower and toilet.

>It took you almost two hours, but the master bedroom and bathroom are completely clean.
>The storm is over.
>You walk back into the living room to find Anon lazing on the couch in front of the tv.
>Just as he said, colorful animations are on the screen.
"I'm done."
>You announce.
>He turns his head towards you.
>"Oh, good! Now that you're finished with that, go make my bed."
"You don't make your own bed?!"
>You shout.

>>28089494
>"I usually do, but since I knew you would be here, I left it for you."
>He says with an almost proud smile.
>So you can't even consider that he'll do anything himself for the next month.
>He's going to use you for anything and everything.
>God damn it.
"Of course you did."
>You sneer.
>"Try not to take too long, I have something else for you to do."
>He says with his attention turned to the tv again.
"Yes, Master."
>You growl.
"And where is your room?"
>"Look around. You need to get used to this place anyways."
>He has a point.
>Into the hallway again.
>You open random doors until you find what can only be Anon's bedroom.
>Inside, you're surprised to find that, besides the messy bed, his room is actually quite clean.
>Making his bed is a simple task.
>Before you leave the room, you take note of the mostly filled hamper.
>Into the living room again to 'report.'
"Your bed is made... Master."
>"Great. Now you can go into the kitchen and make some pancakes."
"...Pancakes."
>You say in monotone.
>It's not even a question, you just can't believe you have to put up with this shit.
>"Yeah, I'm hungry, and nothings better than watching cartoons with a stack of pancakes."
"Very good, Master. A stack of pancakes, coming right up."
>You say with sarcasm and fake smile.
>Oh yes, you'll make pancakes.
>But more like... HORRIBLECAKES!
>If you make them bad, he won't have you cook for him anymore.
>"Make two stacks worth."
>You'll feel a tiny bit bad for purposely wasting so much food, but it'll be worth it.
>Hope you like the taste of char and poorly mixed ingredients, you ingrate!
>Before you can head off to the kitchen, he turns around to give you a very serious face.
>"And by the way, Rarity?"
>This can't be good.
"Y-yes, Master?"
>"I know you're a skilled cook. I've heard it before from your sister and her friends. So don't bother trying to pass it off as if you're bad in the kitchen. Understand?"
>FFFFFFFFUUUUUUCK!!

>>28089520
>>"I know you're a skilled cook. I've heard it before from your sister and her friends. So don't bother trying to pass it off as if you're bad in the kitchen. Understand?"
>>FFFFFFFFUUUUUUCK!!
kek

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>>28089520

>>28089520
Poor Rarity, all she wanted was to sexually bully this piece of meat

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>>28091182
I want a Fluttermaid.

>>28092330

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>>28092689
Rarity wants to be dominated.

>>28091196
unf

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>>28092721
I'm saving this for scientific purposes

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>>28092721

i want maid gilda

I wand Brincess Celebstia as my madee ::DD:DD:D:D
nd gar meghajic too :dD

>>28095196

>>28095738

>>28094694
Are you having a stroke, buddy?

I want to spank Rarimaid

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>>28081291
Moar

>>28087321
I want to write about Fluttermaid. Maybe I will.

>>28097996
Go for it man, I'd like to read more maid stories, and it'll add more green to the thread.

I'll try to write more of the Rarity story later today.

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>>28097996
Yes please.

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>>28100145
wew

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>>28056188
Just start somewhere, I guess.

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>>28056212
What the fuck, I laughed way too hard

>>28100145
>You will never fuck a female discord.

>>28101970
>discord
probably got a deformed crotch

>>28102974
Or maybe femcords vag can gice you a blowjob while fucking her

>>28104002

from the depths of page 10

Where's the green, guys? I need more to fuel my fetish

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>Rarimaid walks in on you changing
>She sees your dick
>"So, that's it, huh?"
What do?

>>28105909
>rezips dick
YOU SAW NOTHING

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>>28105924
>"I saw enough, or rather, I didn't see much"

>>28105938
Well played

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>>28105965
>"I'm done for today, maybe when I come back tomorrow I can help turn your boy down there into a man"

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>>28089520
>A few minutes later, you've made two stacks of pancakes.
>Good pancakes, unfortunately.
>You're surprised when Anon comes into the kitchen and pours two glasses of milk.
"What are you doing?"
>"Put each stack into it's own plate. You're going to eat with me."
>What is he getting at?
"I am?"
>"You must be hungry by now, so why not take a break. Come on."
>You both place everything onto the short coffee table in the middle of the tv and couch.
>He sits down on the floor, and puts his back against the couch.
>"Sit down."
>He pats the spot next to him.
>You frown.
"My dress will get wrinkled."
>"It's fine, iron it later. Sit."
>You slowly slink down, making sure to tuck in your dress and keep your legs closed as you do.
>When you're comfortable, he pulls the table over to the both of you.
>It's as if you're sitting at a makeshift highchair.
"Why don't we just eat at the dinner table?"
>"I've always eaten like this to watch saturday cartoons since I was a kid."
"But this is so childish."
>"And that's what makes it fun. Now eat up while they're hot."
>He turns up the volume and starts digging into his plate.
>Reluctantly, you go along with him.
>Watching cartoons.
>While eating pancakes.
>And sitting on the floor.
>Anon makes conversation with you by explaining the plot of what you're watching.
>And you both reminisce about the cartoons you watched as kids.
>It's all so silly, but somehow fun.
>Just a few hours ago, you wouldn't have even bet a penny that you'd feel anything resembling amusement while wearing this outfit.
>After you finished your pancakes, Anon had you stay with him to watch more cartoons, until you decided to get up yourself.
>"Where you going? Don't you wanna see the next episode?"
>He seems disappointed, as if he forgot why you're here dressed like this in the first place.
"Easy for you to say. I have to wash these plates and what I used in the kitchen, then start on the laundry, AND vacuum the house."

>>28106270
>Anon silently watches you pick up the plates and utensils, but speaks up as you walk away.
>"Those pancakes were delicious. Good thing you didn't burn them, huh?"
>You scoff and continue walking.
"I have no idea what you're talking about."
>He smirks.
>"Suuure."

>After cleaning the kitchen, you gather up and separate all the laundry by color and materials.
>While each load is being washed and dried, you do some vacuuming and general tidying up in between.
>Time moves quickly, and before you realize, it's seven in the evening, you've changed out of your maid outfit, and you're standing at the front door with Anon.
>"Are you sure you don't want to take your dress home?"
"There's no sense bringing it back and forth if I'm only going to wear it here. It'll be fine in the hallway closet."
>You let out a long yawn.
"Anyways, what time do you want me to come over tomorrow?"
>"Never mind coming on sundays."
"What? Why?"
>You ask confused.
>"Everyone needs a day off from work, even maids. Consider sundays that day for you."
>He says with a smile.
"That's... quite considerate. I appreciate it."
>You say a bit flustered before clearing your throat.
"Well, I'll see you monday then. But remember! Not a WORD of this in school, you promised!"
>You point at him.
>"I know, I know."
>He chuckles.
>You open the door and turn to walk out.
>"Job well done today, my housemaid."
>You pause, but keep your back to him.
"Thank you, Master."
>You continue on to your car and drive home.

>When you get back, you talk to your parents for a bit and eat a late dinner with them.
>As usual, they ask about your day, and you have to keep up with the lie you've told them.
>Which is that you've taken a part time job as a waitress to learn more about work uniforms and the service industry.
>Not only did they believe it, they were proud of you for getting a job.

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>>28106274
>You also told the same lie to the girls.
>They all thought it was odd, and rightfully so, but being your best friends they decided to support you.
>You feel guilty for lying to everyone, but there was no way you could ever tell the truth.
>And besides, it was only a half lie, really.
>After dinner, Sweetie tries to ask you more about your job, but you brush her off and head to your room.
>You notice Opalescence follows you.
"Hey, baybeee! You want to be with mommy?"
>Your loyal cat meows her answer and walks inside.
>You close your door and let yourself fall onto your bed.
>A heavy sigh escapes you as the exquisitely soft, hand made by you, goose down blanket envelops your tired body.
>Opal jumps onto the bed and walks over to you.
>You pet her lovingly and she purrs in response.
>The stitching supplies, which you were using just this morning to make last second alterations to the maid outfit, remain right where you left them on your sewing table.
>Serving to remind you how exhaustive and stressful these past two days have been.
>Strangely though, you don't feel so bad about the whole thing after Anon's actions today.
>He had you eat and watch cartoons with him.
>And he's giving you days off.
>You thought he'd be more unfair.
>While you were cleaning, you had plenty of time to ponder how you got into this predicament.
>Why did you say those cruel things to Anon?
>You were actually enjoying seeing him in nothing but a towel.
>And you did find him rather attractive.
>So what made those words come out of your mouth?
>Perhaps it was your pride?
>Trying to hide that you were taking so much satisfaction in something so... uncouth.
>But that doesn't excuse what you did.
>Anon's feelings were obviously hurt.
>It's true he was spiteful in the beginning, but...
>What you did was wrong.
>It's your fault you're in this mess.
>Well, if doing some housework is what it takes to make up for your mistake, than so be it.

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>>28106277
>You're not going to complain or get aggravated about it anymore.
>That's why the last thing you said to Anon tonight wasn't in a sarcastic or angry tone, but instead, a solemn one.
>You've accepted it.
>...
>Your eyes and body have gotten heavy now.
>If you stay like this any longer you'll fall asleep.
>Off the bed and off with your clothes.
>Change into your softest nightie.
>Wash up in your own personal, thank-you-for-building-it-Dad, bathroom.
>Close the curtains.
>Turn off all the lights, except for a small night light.
>Finally, you slip into the sheets and fluff up your pillow.
>Opal has finished grooming herself, and curls up beside you.
"Goodnight, Opal."
>And for the finishing touch, you put on your favorite sleep mask.
>You haven't been this happy for a sunday in a long time.
>You're going to sleep in as long as you want.
>And relax... all... day...
>Zzzzzzz.
_____________________________________________
That's all for now. Sorry if the story is slow and boring. I wanted to show what it was like to be a maid from Rarity's perspective with a day in the life. I was also aiming for comfy. From here on the story will move faster.

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>>28056188
I like the idea of being her maid, forced to wear the costume, stockings and all.

>>28106281
You aimed for comfy and in my opinion, you got a bullseye. Nice work!

>>28106281
I want anon to cum inside her for the sole purpose of procreation

>>28106281
but i like slow and boring

>>28106281
Cant wait for more mang

>>28106281
I like where this is going.

>You take a moment to look at your watch as you flip through channels
>12:35
>She’s five minutes late
>As the thought crosses your mind the doorbell rings.
>”Anon? Anon?”
>You make your way to the door and and greet your guest.
“Hello Rara”
>“Hello Anon, I do apologize for being late. No offense but I didn't expect-”
“Didn’t expect me to live in a house this big? No offense taken, I don't exactly dress the part.”
>”Forgive me for asking but how do you afford such a magnificent place?”
>You chuckle a little because people always expect you to be bullshitting when you tell them.
“Well you see, waaayyy back in the 1800’s a family member of mine invented the spork.”
>She give you ‘The look’
>The look that says “Okay, I know you’re lying”
>It’s expected at this point
“No I’m not kidding”
>”Well alright then, also...Anon are you sure about this outfit? The bust is a tad tight and I have no problems with miniskirts but, this is a strong breeze away from indecent.
>You shrug
“You're the one that agreed to the terms, costume and all. Anyway want me to show you around?”
>The whole tour takes about thirty or so minutes and ends at your room.
>You sit down at your computer chair and slowly spin in it.
“Any questions?”
>”Not really, I'm just a bit taken aback by how much there is.”
“Oh don't worry, you won't have to clean it all. We have housemaids for that. You're my personal maid.”
>”And that entails?”
“Just stick near me and you'll learn I'm sure.”
>She smirks and sighs.
>”That sounds ominous.”
“Rest assured nothing too lewd or..What's the word you use? Oh yeah, uncouth.”
“For now”
>You mumble the last part under your breath.

>>28109283
"So Rara.”
>You grab a stress ball and throw it in the air and catch it repeatedly.
“Tell me how you've been.”
>She takes a seat on your bed and crosses her legs causing her skirt to slide up a bit exposing her milky, soft thighs.
>”Well first I should thank you again for helping me pass four of my finals.”
>You give her a warm smile eliciting one back.
“No problem, I was happy to help.’
>She fiddles with her skirt trying to keep it down as far as possible.
>The sight of her struggling is quite adorable.
>You can already feel how fun the next two months would be.
>Well for yourself at least.
>You accidentally throw the ball too hard and it bounces off the ceiling and knocks over half a can of soda.
“Shit. Well sweet maid o’ mine, looks like I have the first job for you.”
>As you walk past you run a finger under her chin.
>Her pale complexion becomes a deep crimson.
“Feel free to join me downstairs when you're done.”
>You can feel her embarrassment in the air.
>Almost palpable
>She kneels down to clean the mess and tries to keep her skirt down in a lady like fashion.
>Oh this is gonna be fun.

>>28109295
>After watching TV for a bit you hear the creak of feet on stairs.
“Hello Rarity.”
>”Well, I cleaned that stain right up.”
>You can hear the half enthusiasm in her voice.
“Good girl. Here.”
>You dig in your wallet and pull out a fresh ten dollar bill and hold it in the air.
>”Oh Anon, I- I simply can't.”
“You can, and you will. Come on and get it.”
>She walks over and hesitantly pulls the bill out from between your fingers.
“There’s more where that comes from….if you’re good.”
>She smiles nervously.
“Be a dear and grab me a drink from the fridge.”
>”Um Anon, is there anything specific you want?”
“Something from the bottom shelf.”
>You look over the edge of the couch to see a million dollar sight.
>Rarity is bent at the waist digging through the cans at the bottom.
>Her lacey black panties present themselves for the world to see.
>You pull out your phone and take a picture incase of any...defiance.
>Part two of your insurance policy is going all according to keikaku.
>She stands back up and pushes her skirt down realizing her mistake, she looks at the couch to see if you noticed.
>Thankfully you slunk back down as she was turning.
>She returns, ice cold drink in hand.
“Thank you.”
>She nods and smiles uneasily at you
>The uneasiness to her body language is priceless

>>28109306
>You pat the seat next to you
“Come on sit down, take a load off. How’s those dress designs you've been working on?”
>She take you up on the offer and relaxes her muscles but you can feel her tenseness.
>”Oh they've been simply marvelous to design. I have a designer friend in Manhattan that says she simply adores my designs.”
>You take a sip of your drink
“Have you thought about opening your own boutique?”
>”I've thrown around the idea but I just wouldn't have the resources for something like that.”
>You make a mental note of that.
“I'm sure you'd be able to do it if you put your heart into it. I know how driven you can be when you know what you want.”
>She blushes and covers up an embarrassed smile.
>”You're so sweet Anon”
“I try”
“So Rarity, how are you feeling about this arrangement so far?”
>She shifts slightly in her seat.
>”No offense but at first I was a little worried you'd try to take advantage of me.”
>You raise an eyebrow and take another sip, staring through her with cold eyes over the top of the glass.
>”N-Not like that, I meant in a make me do everything sort of way. Sorry for the confusion.”
“It's quite alright. I guess I've learned how you see me.”
>”Nonono Anon, I don't think of you that way.”

>>28109327
"Well, I'm sure its just a misunderstanding.”
>You hand her your empty glass and put on your sweetest most innocent looking smile
“Be a doll and put this away please”
>From the look in Rarity’s eyes you can tell she's taken aback by how quick you changed demeanors.
>She gets up and takes the glass to the sink and washes it out before putting it into the dishwasher.
“So, what's the name you'd want for your dress store?”
>”I've thought of so many but one of them just seems to stick with me. Carousel Boutique.”
>She waves her hand across the air as if to reveal the name in lights.
“Hmm, not bad. It's got a nice ring to it.”
>You make a note in your phone of the name.
>You walk over and join her in the kitchen and place your hand on her exposed shoulder and look her directly in her crystalline blue eyes.
“I just wanna let you know you're doing a great job. You can take a little fifteen minute break and just relax for a bit. If you need me I'll be in my room.”
>With that you turn and head to your room

>>28109339
>You plop down onto your bed and look through the pictures you've taken throughout the day.
>It'd be a shame if these got out
>You chuckle to yourself as you put them into a locked folder.
>A knock in the door makes you look up from your screen.
>Rarity is standing there with a smile on her face.
“Yes Rarity?”
>”I may have gotten a tad bit bored.”
“Can't get enough of me it seems?”
>She fiddles with the bottom of her skirt.
>It's almost like she enjoys the teasing.
“Wanna watch a movie or something?”
>”What movie?”
“Doesn't matter to me, but first we need movie snacks.”
>She picks up the hint and makes her way downstairs.
>Much to her surprise you accompany her.
>”Forgive me for asking but why did you come with me?”
“Well a Sir and his maid should never be too far apart.”
>”I'm just downstairs from your room.”
“True, but it's a shame to be unable to see such a beautiful maid. Especially your own beautiful maid.”
>You run a finger up the bottom of her neck and caress her chin.
>Goosebumps sprout across her skin like cracks running through ice.
>She looks up you, her eyes wide as she shivers
“Like that did we? Hmm, interesting.”
>You lean in till your lips are inches away from hers
“Or maybe we should skip the snacks and instead have dessert?”
>She doesn't move, she doesn't blink.
“But that'd be no fun.”
>You turn and look back at her.
“How did I ever get so lucky?”

>>28109350
>You are Rarity.
>And you are currently sitting on the kitchen floor.
>What was that?
>Anon was..was..
>You've never felt anything like this
>You've never felt so helpless.
>So vulnerable.
>But as much as you wanted to, you definitely didn't hate it.
>His lips were so close to yours.
>From your upper thighs to your lower stomach was on fire.
>You stand yourself up and just breathe till the feeling passes but it doesn't seem to want to leave.
>You put the popcorn in the microwave, punch in the time and press start.
>You are Anon
>Sitting in your home theater looking through your movie collection.
>What would be a good movie that she would want to watch?
>The door squeaks open drawing your attention
>Rarity stands at the door, her gaze locked down.
>”Um hey Anon..”
“Something the matter?”
>She rubs her arm and looks all around the room but never at you.
>”Would it be alright if I took my leave a smidge early today?”
>You walk over and tilt her chin up forcing her to look at you.
“Leaving early on the first day? A strong impression that does not make.”
>You can feel her tremble against your firm touch.
>”I-i know and I do apologize I just need to think about some stuff.”
“Well, you have been pretty good, so I'll let you free for today. Just remember.”
>You pull her close and whisper into her ear.
“No one else can know about this, remember.”
>She silently nods
“Alrighty, off with you then. I will see you tomorrow darling.”
>And with that she takes off.
>You’re all alone.
>A shame she left, you could have forced her to stay but toying with her is too much fun

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>>28109368
>You will never lewdly tease Rarimaid
Why live?

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>>28109742
Sounds like a blast.

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>>28056212

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>>28109368
I hope you don't expect us to be done with this bit

>>28109368
good green so far
will there be more?

>>28109327
>"I try."
>Not even saying "For you."

>>28109368
>The next few days Rarity shows up and you treat her as nice as possible.
>No mention of night one.
>She starts to relax around you.
>Every conversation casual, every emotion genuine.
>Well genuine from one of you.
>It would be foolish to “Bare your fangs” so to speak at this point.
>She’s all good and comfy, just like you want.
>Well for now.
>She shows up at the door smiling and cheery.
>Her diamond eyes and pearly whites shine up at you.
“Hey Rarity, what’s up?”
>”Oh nothing much, just been working on my designs and such.”
“That's good to hear, I’m sure they’re just as fabulous as always.”
>She giggles.
“Well come on in.”
>You walk around the house and she doesn't leave your side.
>She probably just thinks that it was all just a bad dream.
>Good.
“Oh, did i ever show you the hedge maze?”
>”A hedge maze? That sounds interesting. Is it difficult?”
“Not at all, it’s barely a maze. Would you be interested in seeing it?”
>She takes a minute to mull it over.
>”I’d love to”
>Click click click
>You can almost hear the sound of the traps latch being set.

>>28110992
Oops got distracted and forgot about the thread. Doom 4's a hell of a drug

>It only takes a few minutes to get out the door and to the edge of the ‘maze’
“Ladies first”
>You playfully bow forward pointing into the hedges
>SNAP
>The bait has been taken and the trap is swinging down.
>A few purposeful wrong turns later you come to a dead end.
>”It sure is beautiful in here”
“But it's definitely not the most beautiful thing out here”
>She cocks an eyebrow.
>”Oh and what would that be?”
>You close the distance between the two of you and place your hand under her jaw, putting pressure on the back of her jaw bone on each side.
>Her eyes widen and her heartbeat rockets.
“You of course.”
>You plant a kiss on her lips.
>To your surprise she doesn't fight or fidget in defiance.
>She stands, breathless, motionless.
>You lightly pull back to see her crimson, shocked expression.
>“I..uh..A-anon…”
“Ubupup.”
>You put a finger to her lips, your other hand still gripping slightly at the top of her throat.
“A good maid doesn't questions the will of her master.”
>”M-master?”
>You slightly increased the grip around the top of her neck.
>Not enough to hurt her of course but enough for her to feel it
>Every muscle in her body tenses and her eyes go from soft and bright to dull.
>”I-I trusted you Anon. Y-you always looked so sweet and nice and..”
“Ah yes but the prettiest frogs are the most poisonous, correct?”

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>>28111037
I'm scared now
This is getting spoopy

>>28111037
>Anonymous grabbed at his cape and twiddled his mustachio betwixt the fingers on his other hand
NYAHAHAHAH

>>28111037
I should've known...
He's a vampire!

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>>28111037
If you could not put your hand around her neck, I'd appreciate it, mmmkay?

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>>28111037

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>>28111037

>>28111037
>You lightly plant another kiss
“Now you're probably gonna want to go tell your friends right? But you don't want the school to know how Rarity is a slutty little maid for hire do you?”
>”You have no proof of that.”
>You pull out your phone and show her the gallery of candid pictures of her in compromising positions.
>”F-fine...what is it you want?”
“What do I want? Well, that certainly is a good question.”
>You dig in your pocket and pull out a small leather strap and buckle it around her dainty soft neck.
“It does get rather lonely around the house with my parents gone. I think what I need is a pet.”
>You release your grip and stroke the top of her hair.
“I think you’d be a beautiful little pet.”
>You hook your finger into the small ring on her new collar.
“Well as beautiful as it is out here it’s a bit too warm for my liking.”
>You tug lightly and like a good girl she follows.
“Obedient already? Good we can skip the house training.”
>You lead her to your room and take a seat in your computer chair.
>You can see the panic in her eyes.
“Shh, don't freak out sweetheart.”
>You motion towards you.
“Come and sit.”
>At first she hesitates but starts to take a seat on your bed.
“No no.”
>You snap your fingers and point at the floor in front of you.
>”B-but..”
>She looks at you with somewhat somber eyes but behind them you can see a faint spark of enjoyment which makes you smile.
>You run your fingers through her hair and the blush across her face only grows more and more.
>You can even hear her breath hitch lightly when you tug on her hair.

>>28111212
Alright that's it from me tonight. I promise I'll continue tomorrow

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>>28111212
>but behind them you can see a faint spark of enjoyment
oh my

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>>28111212
So wait, is this anon a vampire or a faggot vampire?

>>28111240
Just a very manipulative rich kid with a master complex

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>>28111257
And from the sounds of it Rarity has a pet complex.

They're made for each other.

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>>28111257
>a faggot vampire
K.