Bonny summoned her dildo-handled cat-o-nine tails and dragged the shes across Freja’s hide, letting the bony tines catch and scratch at the centaur’s skin.

  “It’s time for punishment, pony.” Bonny finished her circuit around the centaur and looked up to meet her eyes. “You’re okay with Jae whipping you, right?”

  Freja gnced over at Jae, blushed and swallowed nervously, then nodded.

  The younger centaur gnced back and forth between Bonny and Freja with a disgusted look. “You’re both sick. This isn’t normal.”

  Bonny ughed and licked at the mixed fluids coating her lips and cheeks, then cracked the sh with a cluster of snaps.

  “Do you still want to punish her or should I?”

  Jae face twisted again. “I will.”

  “Good. Start light and slow. Let her know what you’re doing and why. Let the tension build.”

  Bonny dismissed the sharp tips, leaving the leather-like shes bare. It would still hurt, could still do damage, but less than the wicked tines would. She tossed the cat-o-nine tails to Jae.

  Jae caught it and looked at the handle again. The eight inch long, life-like, red dildo oozed precum from the tip. She held it out and shook it until the drop fell, then squeezed the dildo and looked back and Bonny.

  “Can you feel this now?”

  Bonny grinned and nodded.

  Jae flicked one of the testicles and Bonny groaned as pain blossomed in her abdomen.

  “That’s for corrupting my friend.”

  Jae turned away from Bonny and trotted over to Freja. She started to reach up to touch Freja's cheek, but hesitated, looking at the cum and arousal fluid on coating the older centaur's face, then dropped her hand.

  “Six?”

  Freja nodded.

  “You’re going to get excited when I whip you?”

  Freja shivered. “I’m already excited.”

  Jae gnced down at Freja’s glistening pussy, below where her human torso merged with the equine shoulders.

  “I … see. So, you’re a … naughty girl … who … needs a spanking?”

  Bonny ughed.

  Jae froze and started to slowly turn back to the bunny.

  “Jae.” Freja pulled Jae’s attention away from Bonny. “Spank me. I’m a naughty pony.”

  “You left me, Freja.”

  “I’m sorry.”

  Jae stepped to the side, then raised the whip and brought it down across Freja’s back with a crack. It wasn’t hard, but Freja still flinched.

  “You went on patrol and didn’t come back. We thought you died. No one came to tell us what happened or where you were. I went to Kiros and he said you had left the team.”

  “I …”

  “No!” Jae brought the sh down again, this time further back, across the top of Freja’s hindquarters. “I’m speaking.”

  Freja jumped, then nodded.

  “You came home the next day while I was gone, but didn’t leave a message. I didn’t know what to do. Then we hear about HER!” Jae pointed at Bonny. “The stories are crazy and get worse and YOU don’t talk to us or tell us what’s going on!”

  Another blow, this one across Freja’s bare humanoid back.

  Freja jerked and moaned.

  “We! Didn’t! KNOW! If you! Were OKAY!”

  The shes rained down five separate times as Jae shouted, crisscrossing Freja’s equine body.

  She continued in an quieter tone, but they all hear the anguish under her words.

  “I tried! I tried to go to the brothel, but they wouldn’t let me in to see you. I tried! Until I finally asked Kir…”

  Jae broke down into sobs and dropped the whip.

  “I’m sorry.” Freja was crying too, tears ran down her cheeks, cutting lines through the mess on her face.

  She bumped Jae with her hip, then turned to Bonny. “Can you let me go? Uh, red?”

  Bonny sighed and nodded. She hopped over and released Freja with the wand, then pulsed her purification aura to clean up the mess.

  “Yes, we can stop. I don’t think this is really a ‘red’ situation. Anytime you’re not comfortable doing something, let me know. Okay?”

  Freja nodded.

  Bonny kissed her, then pointed her toward Jae. “Go, talk to her. I’m sorry if I kept you too busy and distracted to let your friends know what was going on. Do your parents where you are?”

  Jae answered, trying to hold down her . “I told them. When I decided to join the expedition.”

  “Good. Thank you.”

  Bonny patted the appaloosa on the rump, then turned away, leaving the two centaurs alone and approaching the rest of the group near the fire.

  “I'm not satisfied. Any volunteers? Besides Miu, since we’ve already been intimate today.”

  She winked at Miu, then looked meaningfully toward Kanae, who started wagging her tails and nodding.

  “Come.” Bonny pointed at the ground near the fire. “Anyone else?”

  Daina, the older merchant frowned at Bonny and said nothing. Raina, the daughter, licked her lips, but shook her head. One of the guards remained stoic, watching the forest around them, but the other grinned at Bonny, amused.

  Kanae shifted and y on the ground. Bonny knelt over the fox girl’s face, facing her feet, then sat, wiggling a little to get settled.

  The fox girl licked Bonny's slit, her long, warm tongue probing inside, pping at the mixed juices that remained. Her sharp nose poked into Bonny’s ass, breathing deep.

  Lupa fidgeted, but didn’t get move. Iona shook her head. When no one else came forward, Bonny motioned to Eloisss. “I want you too. Tail fuck her while you bite me.”

  “Ass you wissh.”

  The mia slithered over and joined in, looping one coil around Bonny and another around one of Kanae’s legs, pulling her gently open. Her tail rattled with a ch-ch-ch sound, then darted in.

  Kanae was already slick, excited, and ready. She moaned into Bonny’s pussy and started rocking her hips into Eloisss’ coils and vibrating tail.

  Bonny reached out to Eloisss, taking hold of her by the sides of her head and pulled her in. She tilted her head and pulled the mia down, inviting her to bite down.

  She sighed as the fangs sank in, the pain heightening the pleasurable sensations that already rocked her body. She closed her eyes and reached out through her bonds to touch the souls of both Eloisss and Kanae. She sipped at their desire, not wanting to draw too much, but indulging slightly as rapture washed over her.

  *****

  After the fun was over, they cuddled together and Bonny dreamed.

  She dreamed she was sitting by the fire, with her companions around her, when a pretty porcupine-kin, dressed in white with gold trim, sat next to her. The porcupine looked over her and the companions cuddled around her, then smiled and addressed her.

  “Good evening, Bonny.”

  “Uh, hi.”

  “Do you remember me?”

  Bonny scrunched up her nose and stared for a moment before realizing who the visitor was and where they had met.

  “Trust!”

  The goddess smiled. “Yes. I was hesitant to approach because of the doubt and skepticism surrounding you and your adventures. The event with Courage and Lust certainly didn’t help.”

  She was talking about the challenge Courage had given her. Bonny had meant to frighten the goddess by using her draining succubus kiss, but had drawn more power than intended.

  “Oh, uh, I’m sorry? I apologized to her.”

  “Yes, yes. I’m aware. She trusts you — at least enough not to be too wary of you. But I need more than that.”

  “You do? Like what?”

  Trust sat back and looked at Bonny. The moment stretched out, uncomfortable, before the goddess answered.

  “Two things. First, you need to be more reliable. Tone down the wildness, be someone the people of this world can depend on. Not just your companions, but everyone. Your centaur companion is speaking to her friend about trust, limits, and safe words. All things that you taught her. Your ideas are great, but your actions are confusing and frightening for many people.”

  Bonny nodded. “I can try, but crazy things keep happening. I can’t trust the Beaverton council or guards. So what can I do to make them trust me?”

  “Defending the city helped. Capturing Haruto without killing him helped. The school and charity work is good as well. Continue helping people and let them know what to expect from you. Without starting orgies in the street.”

  Bonny ughed. “That wasn’t me, it was Lust.”

  “Perhaps, but it happened around you and because of you. Do better.”

  “Yes, ma’am.” The honorific felt right.

  “The second thing I need is for you to stop lying to yourself.”

  “Lying?”

  “About your past.”

  “My … past?”

  “You’ve created a new narrative for your past life. Examine it. Be honest. You don’t need to tell everyone who you used to be, but examine your motives.”

  Bonny stared into the dark beyond the campfire and remembered. Hazy memories, like wisps of fog, pulled her back to Earth. Reminding her of things forgotten. Things she had wanted to forget.

  The goddess stood and held out a hand.

  “One other thing. You should wake up now.”

  Bonny woke as Trust pulled her out of the dream.

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