It was supposed to be a simple day of helping Grandma clean out the attic. Then that mirror fell on me. Now I'm stuck in some strange place, in a strange body, with no idea if I'll ever make it home...

Ever since they’d first met, she’d hated him. She’d call him names, insult him, and degrade him at every turn. But Winter may have finally found a way to change her opinion of him for the better. And if not? Well, It never hurts to try, right?

What began as a drunken admission at a party months ago had grown into this... She was his Pet, his Toy, his Sex Slave. And he was her Master, her King, her Law. Who knew a shared love of Ropes and Leather would lead to something like this?

She loved the leash and adored her collar. Nothing made her happier than to obey his every word. Now she was blindfolded and being led through the darkened streets of Canterlot... What could he possibly have planned for her this time?

"Ever have one of those rather heated dreams that feels just a little too real to be a dream? Well I have... And you would not believe the aftermath..."

Silver Wing finds a note from a friend asking him to meet by the river at sundown. It wasn’t like her to ask him to meet like this. What could she want? And why would she ask to meet so late when they spent every day training together anyways?