Pinkie Pie Ruined Our Date, So We're Gonna Rape Her
All they wanted was a nice night out at Ponvyille's nightclub. A few drinks, some light conversation, a round of hearty laughter, and maybe a little foreplay under the table. But their night was ruined, crashed by the pink menace with sugar for blood and no sense of personal space.
Before the two mares even got their drinks, Pinkie Pie helped herself to the seat between them, keeping the two apart, and prevented any chance at pleasant conversation with her ramblings and over-the-top laughter. And then she had the nerve to rub her face up against Lyra's!
"Well, what goes around comes around," Bon Bon said as watched outside of the window. Pinkie Pie was on her way home through the dark, empty streets, when she spotted the bait that Bon Bon had left. "You ruined our evening, so you'll make it up to us with a great night."
Outside, Pinkie Pie picked up the first sweet from the ground. "Oooh, a piece of candy!" Her eyes spied another sweet ahead of her. "Oooh, a piece of candy!" She continued along the trail of candies laid out for her, depositing the sweets into her hair as she collected them. "Oooh, a piece of candy!" The trail ended, and Pinkie Pie looked around to find herself in a dark room, barely lit by the streetlights flowing in through the open doorway.
"Glad you could make it," a voice sounded from the darkness, before the little light that was there was suddenly shut out by the door slamming shut, and a metallic click echoed through the room.
"Is this a surprise party?" Pinkie Pie asked, her question returned by giggling.
"In a way," another voice said.
Pinkie Pie opened her mouth to speak, but suddenly felt something pressing into her open mouth. Something soft and round, attached to straps that wrapped around her head. "Ohhh, a ahh ah," she said, her voice muffled by the gag in her mouth.
She felt herself pushed forward, and fell onto something soft and bouncy. A bed, she could tell. The lights came on and Pinkie had to close her eyes for a moment. When she opened them, she could see a green pony reaching for her right foreleg and tying a rope around it. "Ayyahh!"
Lyra grinned as she secured the rope around a bed post, and then nodded to Bon Bon, who secured Pinkie's other foreleg. With that, the pink mare was trapped and at their mercy.
"Sorry to be so rough, dear," Bon Bon said as she sat down on the side of the bed. "However, we couldn't have you running away before you paid off your debt."
"Ayy eht?"
"We were looking forward to our date tonight," Bon Bon said, watching as Lyra circled to the foot of the bed and licked her lips. "Busiest time of the year for both of us, and tonight was our night to just unwind and catch up with each other. Have some fun, rekindle the 'magic' in our lives… We hadn't accounted for a third wheel prying its way between us."
Lyra reached forwards and spread Pinkie's legs, and then dove in and began licking. Pinkie wriggled about and muffled protests through her gag, to which Bon Bon simply put a hoof against her chest and grinned down into the pink pony's worried face. "You love to make pony's smile, right? Well, time to make us smile."
Lyra pulled back for air, and delighted as she saw Pinkie's winking marehood beginning to ooze before her. "She's gettin' ready, Bons."
Bon Bon moved to the foot of the bed, attaching her strap-on as she moved. She met with Lyra and the two locked lips, twirling their tongues around each other's for a few moments, before swapping their positions. Bon Bon stood before Pinkie Pie's wet, winking marehood, whilst Lyra climbed onto the bed and straddled the pink pony's face.
Suddenly, Lyra removed the gag from Pinkie Pie's mouth, only to replace it with seconds later with her crotch. As Pinkie Pie flailed and cried muffled protests, Bon Bon grabbed her hind legs and held them steady as she aimed.
All at once, she thrust into Pinkie Pie, filling her to the hilt in no time at all. "Whooooooa… That went surprisingly smoothly."
"Bet she gets a lot of attention down there," Lyra suggested, wincing as Pinkie Pie continued to speak into her groin. "Hey, how 'bout some tongue?" she asked, looking down at her captive prey. Her eyes widened as she found her request suddenly fulfilled – by a strong, fast tongue-lashing that seemed to hit all of the right spots, ventured in and then back out in consistent rhythms, and managed to twist itself in ways no tongue should ever be able to. "AAAHHHHHHH!!!! B-BONNIE, T-THIS FEELS A-AWESOOOOOOMMMMM!"
"Oh my," Bon Bon giggled, enjoying the sight of her partner twisting and convulsing, thrusting her hips into Pinkie Pie's face as her eyes rolled back and her tongue lolled out of her mouth. "Careful now dear," she told Pinkie. "I want her to have some energy left for me, tonight."
With that, Bon Bon pulled back, pulling her toy all the way out to the head… and then thrust in hard, causing Pinkie Pie to spasm and cry out. She pulled out and thrust again, and again, picking up speed each time. She reached her hooves below Pinkie Pie's butt and grasped her cheeks firmly, lifting her up slightly to give herself a better angle for faster, more forceful thrusting.
"O-OH MY GOD!" Lyra yelled as she leaned forwards, resting her head against Pinkie Pie's stomach. "I-I've already came like, ten times!"
"T-Ten?!" Bon Bon asked, not stopping her thrusting despite her shock. "You've only been going for a few minutes!"
"H-HERE'S ANOTHER ONE!" Lyra cried, screaming into Pinkie Pie's fur as she squirted onto her face. "NNNNNNNGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHH!!!!! F-Fuck, she's too good!"
Bon Bon giggled. "That's it, Pinkie! Make Lyra cum over and over like that!" Bon Bon's thrusting picked up in speed. "You're gonna be her cum bucket for tonight! But don't worry, I'll make sure you get off, too!"
Lyra panted heavily as she reached a hoof towards Bon Bon. "I-It's too much! I-I'm… AHN! I'm cumming ag-gain!"
"Good! Let her have it!" Bon Bon shouted. "Let her see what happens when you interrupt out date night!"
"N-NO WAY! T-Too much! This tongue… is blessed by Celestia herself!"
"That's it!" Bon Bon shouted, reaching a hoof down to Pinkie Pie's clit and rubbing it furiously as she continued to thrust. "Make her cum! Make her cum all over your big, loud mouth! I wanna see your face become a sticky mess of Lyra's juices!"
"OH GOD! Bonnie, I love you!" Lyra cried as she came once more, slowing down as she sat back up. "I-I can't go on much looooonger…"
"Bon Bon grinned, her eye twitching as she felt her own orgasm starting to come on. 'N-Not yet! I gotta make sure Pinkie Pie cums first…' Bon Bon stopped playing with Pinkie Pie's so that she could lean over and meet her lips with Lyra's.
The two shared a deep, intimate kiss as Bon Bon continued to thrust into Pinkie Pie, hitting much deeper in her new position, and Lyra cried into Bon Bon's mouth as she felt that tongue still working its magic down below.
'G-Gonna cum!' Bon Bon thought, pulling her tongue out of Lyra's mouth to lap up some of the drool hanging outside, before going back in. 'No! G-Gotta hold on! Damn you, Pinkie P-Pie! Just… Just cum already! Cum! CUM! I'm…'
Just then, Bon Bon felt it. Pinkie Pie's back arched, her spasms stopped, and her walls clamped tightly on the plastic shaft inside of her. She could hear the muffled screamed below Lyra, and she could feel the squirts against her own groin.
'CUMMING!'
Not even two seconds passed before Bon Bon let loose her own orgasm, pulling her mouth away from Lyra's and crying out openly into the air. Her thrusting stopped as she was inserted fully into Pinkie Pie, and her legs twitched as unleashed squirt after squirt, the pleasure increasing every time she felt Pinkie Pie's own juices firing into her.
After both ponies were finished, Bon Bon fell down, resting her head against Pinkie Pie's chest and breathing steadily, a content smile on her face.
Lyra climbed off, her head spinning and her legs wobbling. She tried to stand up but fell immediately onto the bed, resting beside the tied-up pony.
Bon Bon scaled Pinkie Pie's body to meet her face-to-face. She chuckled. Pinkie Pie's face was a mess. A sopping, sticky mess. A beautiful, glistening mess of Lyra's cum that clung to Pinkie Pie's fur and dribbled from her mouth.
She leaned down and lapped it up, before moving down to Pinkie Pie's mouth. She sealed Pinkie's lips and hummed pleasantly as she explored her mouth. Pinkie Pie closed her eyes as she felt the intruding tongue exploring every inch, every nook and cranny, for what felt like several minutes.
Eventually, Bon Bon pulled back out. "You did good. I hope you learned your lesson," she said, before leaning down and resting her head once more against Pinkie Pie's chest.
A few moments passed as Pinkie Pie tried to process what had just happened. She realised that her mouth was finally unoccupied. "Uhh, so… the ropes?" she asked, looking down to find Bon Bon… snoring away quietly against her chest. With her strap-on still buried inside of her to the hilt.
Pinkie's blood froze. She turned to Lyra, but found that she was fast-asleep, too. "H-Hey," she said, tugging at her restraints. "C'mon, you can't leave me like this all night! Guyyyyyyys!"
Author's Note
So, um... Yeah...
