Punishing the Master

3 January 2016

10:45 GyroTech waits at his door impatiently, tapping a hoof. He'd been for his maid to show up, that he'd hired from a service yesterday. It seemed like whoever they sent was certainly running quite late and he wanted to be around the house the first time they came.

10:50 TrigSilver soars down from the sky, having coasted there on a cloud. He must have misread the time because sweet Celestia he's friggin' late. He'd flapped his wings as fast as they'd go, coasting that cloud over to the part of town his employer'd be in. Once there, he leapt off the edge of it and fell into a dive before pulling UP into a glide as he scans for the place of residence he'd be working at.

10:54 GyroTech lived in a rather large abode on the edge of town, a 2 storry house with a large workshop attached on the side. The stallion wasnt allowed to be in the busiest parts because of the noise his work sometimes made when he was busy forging.. The unicorn grumbles to himself and lifts up a technical manual to read as he lays down on the couch. "I hope my maid is at least a mare..."

11:00 TrigSilver zip in rather quickly, but luckily he's very good at stopping. Wings flare out with adequate spilloff, hooves run to catch the air (it doesn't make sense to a non-pegasus but it really works. Magic is cray) and by the time he's in the driveway of his employer's residence, he only stumbles a little from his inertia. He pulls a comb out of his back and begins hastily fixing his mane and then... ...running it through his tail once or twice. He straightens his tie and checks his wings. Ahh, good enough. He'll preen them later. He takes a deep breath and trots up to the door, knocking firmly three times.

11:00 < GyroTech> (Ish he naked or wearing something?)

11:02 < TrigSilver> [["he straightens his tie"]

11:02 < GyroTech> (Derp!)

11:04 < -> Seaward_Skies is now known as Saewin

11:06 GyroTech perks up from the book as he hears the knock at the door and shakes himself lightly to get out any muss laying down might have done to his appearance. He stops off at the mirror near the door to give himself a once over, using his brush to push down any loose ends. The stallion couldnt be seen looking not his best, especially if his maid was a mare. Finally, after a couple minuts of waiting, the stallion pulls open the door with a green flash of his horn, only to see a painted stallion at his door. He frowns at the pony and bites his lip. This was not the mare he was hoping for. "You're late featherbrain. I hope you can explain yourself."

11:06 < Arta> (yay the sexy pegahorse and the unicorn playa!)

11:09 TrigSilver bows sharply as the door opens, already preparing an apology. He's interrupted by the unicorn speaking, but finds his cue and says, "I'm deeply sorry, sir. I must have misread the time. I'm never late, and I promise this won't happen again." He stands back up and looks at the stallion. "Gyro... Tech?" he asks, going over the description he was given. Seems to match up.

11:18 GyroTech frowns at the stallion as he takes a bow, looking over the nicely groomed mane and tail and his reasonable coat. The splotchy look he was still not a big fan of, but at least he seemed dressed wll enough. He gives a terse nod and steps out of teh way, revealing an entry way that gives way to a well furnished living room. The furniture was nice, wooden, and intricately carved, but subtle enough to not be gaudy. "So...full service right? I've got this room, the kitchen, a spare bedroom in the back with a bathroom, and upstairs is in my bedroom and master bathroom. Leave my office upstairs alone."

11:22 < -> Saewin is now known as EveningBreeze

11:29 TrigSilver has one of his nicer ties on. A rube would say they look more or less the same, but Trig knows the difference and he hopes that the quality and brand of it is not lost on his employer. He nods to the question. "I have a very diverse portfolio of skills, sir, so you can be assured I can tackle nearly any problem I am presented with. And of course. I will stay out of that room."

11:35 GyroTech had noticed the quality of clothing he wore and was impressed, a nice brand indeed. Hopefully his skills were up to par with his tastes, but still he was late. "Is failing to arrive on time one of those skills? I hope you're better at other things than your punctuality." He turns away towards the couch once more and sighs to himself. "And not even a mare to watch work..." he mutters under his breath.

12:04 TrigSilver sighs softly. This one's going to be a tough couple of months. As they days drag by, he's never late again. That doesn't stop Gyro from constantly teasing Trig about it, grating on the patient pega's nerves. Every little thing had to be perfect, and more often than not, the unicorn would follow Trig around and make him redo things over and over again until they're right. The pegasus is very... ...patient, and he tells himself that he's never signing up for the maid service again after he finishes this job. Another couple of weeks, and Gyro's mostly grumbling about how Trig isn't even a proper mare maid. As if being a stallion makes Trig less qualified. The pegasus quietly curses the picky employer when he's far out of earshot, but he gets caught and it all gets worse.

12:05 TrigSilver has had enough. It's been a month and a half and this has been the most insufferable job he's ever had to endure. He doesn't even care about the last two weeks, he knows he has to do something about that annoying, snobby unicorn. Before coming in to work, he downs a potion he'd collected while working for an alchemist. Trotting up to Gyro's house, Trig licks his lips and experimentally... ...stretches his jaw, finding himself to be pleasingly flexible. He just hopes it's enough. He pulls out his keys, unlocking the back door and stepping inside to get to work. The potion should last all day, which is good for Trig. Gives him plenty of time to get so annoyed that he doesn't need to build up the nerve to act on his plan.

12:14 GyroTech had been trying to get TrigSilver to quit for months. Even when things were perfect he made the stallion do things over again, because he really wanted a proper made, one that might do more tahn clean for him. But no matter his efforts he couldnt get TrigSilver to leave the job so that he could be replaced. That dirty featherbrain even made a point to insult his tastes and for that he'd been punished. TOday though, the unicorn was hard at work in his office. Occasionally TrigSilver wouldnt see his master for a bit after coming in, once things became a little more routine, but soon he certainly would. Still the pegasus had never been allowed into the room, it was quite the curiosity what the stallion did in there.

12:19 TrigSilver tidies up for a while, setting things up to the unicorn's ridiculously exacting specifications, but before long he's done everything and still the unicorn is absent. C'mon, he doesn't want to have wasted this potion... He peers curiously up at that office. He never had been in there. As annoyed as he is, he never even considered breaking that very first rule... The pegasus slowly creeps up... ...the stairs towards it.

12:27 GyroTech was hard at work, putting together some drawings for a concept of a new steering control for a ships rudder. He was running on a deadline and just one part of the design was escaping him. He stares at teh current working drawings and goes over his calculations once more. Today was a rather quite day for the unicorn it seemed, and maybe TrigSilver would be alright if he left Gyro alone.

12:27 < GyroTech> (And if he barges in~ I'm sure gyro will be upset!)

12:30 TrigSilver creeps up to the door, turning his head to the side and laying his ear softly against it, seeing if he can find out what's happening on the other side of the portal.

12:36 GyroTech could be heard inside, scratching on paper and shuffling around the office. Soft cursing could be heard as he tries something else and in solving one thing he has a different problem. Gyro was talking to himself rather incoherently, at least it would seem so to anyone who didnt understand the jargon.

12:40 TrigSilver picks up on a few of those words from his diverse experience, but it doesn't all make sense and that's enough that none of it makes sense. He snorts softly. Hoof wraps around the knob, twists, shove. Door pops open, the pegasus standing with a sturdy stance in the doorway. "You."

12:47 GyroTech 's ears perk on end as he hears his doornob turn and the door slam open. He turns just in time to hear the pegasus's cry. The room was an absolute mess of open technical books, and manuals, and blue prints and other stuff hanging around the office and being left across several desks. It was probably a relief that he hadnt been asked to clean this. "Me? What are you doing in my office. There are lots of proprietary things in here." He grows getting to his feet and stalking towards the pegasus.

12:57 TrigSilver lowers his snout to give Gyro a sterner look. The pegasus isn't budging from this doorway. He doesn't have anything to say, he's just working up the nerve to finally eat his employer.

13:03 GyroTech sets down his stuff and then steps up closer to the stallion, getting right down in his face. "Did you hear me? Are you deaf? I said get the tartarus out of my office. You're not allowed to be in here and I'm going to file a complaint iwht the agency over this. You'll never work in service again I'll make sure to that. And then maybe I'll get somepony cute next time."

13:07 TrigSilver growls briefly at this asshat getting right in his face as always. He was counting on this. "I'll show you agency!" he shouts, suddenly lunging forwards and wrapping his mouth around Gyro's snout. What to some may appear to be a cute gesture is clearly much angrier and less adorable. The pega's eyebrows are furrowed in anger and as soon as his teeth meet the unicorn's snout, he takes a step... ...forwards and repeats the motion, opening up wide to suck down Gyro's horn. The unicorn finds his snout quickly gripped by a surprisingly strong throat, unable to pull himself out without his horn or skull getting caught on Trig's teeth.

13:15 GyroTech opens his mouth to respond when a lunch suddenly plunges taht same muzzle into a warm tunnel with blunted teeth digging into his snout. Strings of saliva break around his form as he's drawn in as the tongue coats him in a thick gooey substance. he tastes a bit of a tropical fruit, though not nearly as sweet, from the scented oils he used daily. TrigSilver had gotten familiar with teh 10 different bottles he kept in his bathroom when he cleaned the house every could of days. The pony's hot stale breath washes over his head as further lunges draw him deeper inside. His snout presses against the back of the throat in the dark tunnel and then with a sudden gluck, he's drawn down inside. The whol situation is too tight for gyro to speak, but he brings a hoof up to press at TrigSilver's chest, trying ot keep him away.

13:17 TrigSilver smirks around Gyro's head when he feels those struggles. Nothing can help him now, least of all a feeble one-hoofed push. He lunges forwards again, shoving that head into his throat fully as his lips work to drool over his mane and neck, matting it all down. He almost wishes he could talk, to taunt the bitchy unicorn about how bad of an employer he is that he drove the pegasus to this, about... ...how he's going to be nothing but pegafat on Trig's hips. But he can't, and he's forced to be content with just swallowing around the form in his throat.

13:21 GyroTech feels the thick drool pooling and runndin down his neck and mane, ruining this usually pistine fur as it gets coated with more and more spit. The hot sticky liquid invades every corner of his body as the muslces press in close, slqoly squeezing him down the tight tube. The tongue undulates around him, tasting his flesh as he's forced into a sitting position. Now both hooves rize up, feebly figthing and pressing at the fur.

13:25 TrigSilver hops up into the air, wings flapping firmly to position himself above Gyro. Gravity helps the next lunge, shoving the unicorn's head into Trig's chest as the pegasus wraps his lips around his shoulders, pinning those hooves to his sides. Flapflapflapflap he goes, hovering above Gyro as he works his way down. His amazingly elastic jaws tighten in, firmly but harmlessly biting into Gyro's back... ...and chest.

13:29 GyroTech feels his hooves slip off as TrigSilver takes to the air, causing him to lose his leverage for a second as the other stallion gains greater leverage. Another powerful shove pushes him deep in, and the memntary advantage of losing his hoofing means taht his forehooves are locked to his sides too. Gyro lets out a pained frightened whine as he's pulled inward. Each slimy movement draws him closer until he's rpessed right up against the ring that leads to the pegasus's stomach.

13:36 TrigSilver groans softly around his meal, pushing down hard to squeeze Gyro's head into his stomach. That snout pops through, barely lubricated by the pega's drool, but definitely helped by the leverage. Trig is relieved when it makes it through. That horn is tough, and if he can get it through, he can get the whole unicorn down. More rough shoving, squeezing Gyro in further and further, weakly gulping... ...around him to try to help pull him up.

13:44 GyroTech scrunches his nose and makes quite a face as his muzzle presse through the sphincter, blasting him with the sour acrid air that tells the unicorn exactly where he'd arrived. He twists and tries to dig his horn in to the slippery tunnel, tring to wedge himself against the side of the wall. With a little bit of effort and force from his predator though, that posp through as well, followed quickly by the rest of his slimy head which presses into the soft sotmach lining. The stallion laughs involuntarily as he feels the tongue tickling at his senstive belly. and flails his body, probably making it eaven easier to eat him by loosening him up. "H-hey Spit me...out!' he says between laughs.

13:55 TrigSilver works his way down to the unicorn's hips, freeing Gyro's hooves. Well, more or less. Still limited to the confines of his active stomach, they are at least allowed to stretch and push out at their surroundings. The pegasus uses this new pose to land, leaning his head back as his belly swells out with its emerging meal. Gyro's cutie marks soon slip past the hungry maid's lips, his tongue... ...teasingly grinding against that sheath to help point out how helpless the former employer is.

14:07 GyroTech feels his head smushed down itno the soft stomach lining before being forced to curve around as more of his body entered. His forehooves press and strain at the throat, making it bulge out with each of his movements as each slimy contraction pulls him down a little further. "Let me out you stupid maid! Your agency will hear all about this! You stupid featehrbreain!' He calls out angrily, flailing his hind legs as he's swallowed. The unicorn lets out a steady whine as he feels teh tongeu on his sheath and squimrs, feeling it starting to bulge out from the attention.

14:22 < GyroTech> (boop TrigSilver)

14:24 TrigSilver smirks. He really wishes he could talk, just to tease Gyro for being so turned on by turning into pegachow~ He continues licking and grinding his tongue against that package as long as he can, right until those orbs slip into his throat along with his hips. At this point, struggling would do nothing more than help Gyro along going down, accelerating the approach of his fate~

14:31 GyroTech , incredibly enough, begins to slip free of his sheath under the increased attention despite the present situation, causting the stallion to let out another loud whine as the soft slippery flesh squeezes around his member. Still hie kicks and flails as his hips enter the mouth, feeling himself grow helpless as he slipps deeper inside, curiling up in the tight sack. "Spit me up right now! What are you doing?" He shouts pressing against teh stomach walls as they steadily squeeze and massage over him, as well as steadily drooling some liquid into the bottom of the chamber.

14:44 TrigSilver squeezes those hips down his throat, lips wrapped tightly around Gyro's hindhooves before those are slurped down, too. Almost gone now. The pega's snout points straight up and a hoof guides those hooves down his throat, a couple more strong gulps squeezing it down until the unicorn is fully curled up inside of his belly. Finally able to speak, Trig pats the squirming gut. "Ahhh, that's... ...better. No need to worry about you anymore," he says.

14:52 GyroTech kicks futily into the air with his last bit of effort as he feels the lips seal around his hind legs. THe tongue lifts up into the frogs of his hooves and shoves them down itno the waiting throat before a hoof guides down the last bulges. Gyro whimpers in fear as he's soon compressed into the stomach, all of himself inside. "What? You cant! Spit me up right now. What are you doing?" He shouts fearfully, feeling everything presing tightly around his body with each squeeze.

15:09 < -> eyeburn is now known as Starburn

15:13 TrigSilver sits back, rubbing over his belly with both forehooves. "Well, you were being such a shitty pony that I decided you should become it. As far as anypony will know, you'll just disappear, leaving me unemployed and able to get another job, maybe one with a slightly less horrible employer. One who appreciates my hard work, diligence, and the sexy ass I'm gonna get when you're gone."

15:18 GyroTech lets out a loud squeal as he hears TrigSilver's words and shouts, "No, you cant do this to me! I'll just let you go silently. It'll be alright, just spit me up right now!" he shouts, the pool of liquid starting to rise around him. He could already feel his fur start to tingling. "I was just hoping you'd leave so I could get a mare to work for me instead."

15:23 TrigSilver gives his belly a firm slap, smacking the unicorn within. "No! It's far too late for that, Mr. GyroTech. Once I had your horn in my throat, your fate was sealed. Might as well deal with that hardon you have before you run out of air in there," he says helpfully. He has to admit, he's kind of getting one, himself, so he heaves himself up onto his hooves to close the door. His big, bulging... ...belly sways back and forth beneath him as he trots over there, but with the door shut and locked, he has privacy from any other workers who may come by. Trig gives a relieved sigh and lays down on his belly, hoof reaching back behind himself to rub his cock against that squirming swell.

15:27 GyroTech winces as he feels the force fo the blow even through the stomach and then kicks back out in return fearfully. "No! Thats not right, let me go he shouts, pressing his hooves aginst the lining and trying to give his catpro a belly ache. He squeaks as eh's suddenly lfiged up and sloshed around, getting the slowly building liquid all over his body. The stallion gets some of the goop in hos mouth and begins to sputter as the foul liquid runs over his tastebuds.

15:32 TrigSilver ends up rolling forwards on his big belly, sloshing even more across Gyro's body. His hoof grinds right against his cock, coaxing out sweet moans from the stallion as his belly's captive squirms around inside, helping out his arousal greatly~ Gyro should start feeling lightheaded now, as his predator begins masturbating, the lightheadedness helping to numb the sting settling into his coat... ...wherever it's surmbeged in the foul goop.

15:40 GyroTech had managed to use up much of his air in his strugglings against the stomach, as futile as they might be. His sheath was already stinging midly as the acid got to it, killing whatever arousal he might have had earlier. Another lurch and he's inverted, breifly plunging his head underwater before he manages to come bac to the surface. The stallion is left sputtering once more, feeling sick as he feels his maid moaning and bouncing him in the stomach. "I'm your master and you must let me out right now!" He calls weakly.

15:45 TrigSilver doesn't even respond to his meal's protests, he just keeps grinding his hoof along the length of his cock, quickly building up towards an orgasm. His pleasure heightens as he feels those struggles die off inside, the former employer finally running out of air and succumbing to unconsciousness. Now that the mind is gone, the body begins succumbing soon after, the pegasus rubbing his wings softly over his belly as those well-defined lumps slowly soften and drool apart into soft lumps~ All of it makes the pegasus terribly aroused, and had Gyro been alive, he would have noticed the increasing pace of the pega's jerking! Alas, he is gone now, and Trig is left to enjoy himself alone in the office. He moans out his pleasure as he cums, splurting out rope after rope of cum onto the floor, leaving a big, sticky, musky puddle for the next pony to find. He pants hotly in his afterglow, slowly dozing off as his meal churns away inside. The pegasus is awoken an hour or two later by a really rather urgent call of nature. He groggily wakes up, then feels the pressure and his eyes shoot open. "Oh!" He quickly clambers up to his hooves, his belly slightly smaller than before, and frantically unlocks the door. It's harder to do without magic, but he manages. He flings the door open and flies (figuratively, since his belly is WAY too big to literally fly) down the hall to the bathroom. He ducks inside and slams the door shut. A sigh of relief is heard a few moments later. A few separate flushes later, water sounds as he washes his hooves for the last time in this house, then trots out of the bathroom with his belly considerably smaller than before. There's still a bit of Gyro in there, but judging by the padding beneath his cutie marks and all of those flushes, most of the former unicorn is now living where it belongs in the sewers~ The pegasus gives a predatory grin as he thinks back to what he did. It was a lot of fun. Maybe he'll do that more often in the future, should he get any other 'shitty' bosses~