Chapters Twilight stood on one of the many high perched balconies of Canterlot Castle, one which gave a spectacular view of the royal city, its tall, clean buildings gleaming in the morning sun. She stretched her new wings, a desire to leap off the balcony and soar over the city sat in the back of her mind, simply as it was something she should be able to do after her transformation, but getting the hang of flying had proven to be a much more difficult task than she imagined. Rainbow Dash's impatient voice echoed through her mind, constantly requesting to know if she could fly with her yet. Soon, I hope
She had been making good progress in the last few weeks, and she was thrilled at the concept of soaring through the air with her friend. She figured there must be some reason Rainbow loved it so much, and she was eager to find out.
But this Train of thought only served to distract her from the less pleasant notion which her former mentor has just presented her with.
"I know you will be perfectly suited to the task."
Princess Celestia placed a gentle hoof on her former students shoulder as she gazed out to the horizon. The new princess rubbed one foreleg with a hoof and bit her lip as she pondered the proposal that Celestia had just made.
"I just don't like the idea of punishing other ponies. I know laws have to be upheld, but it just sounds like such a miserable job," Twilight debated. "I just don't have the right kind of... attitude."
Princess Celestia took the new princess's chin in her hoof, a smile spreading across her face.
"It is exactly because of your compassion and kindness that I know you will be suited to this task. I have always trusted your judgement Twilight, and I believe it will not fail here either," Celestia took a step back from her former student. "It is also important that you come to terms with what may be the less agreeable aspects of your new position."
"Of course," Twilight agree'd with a sigh. "I'll do my best."
"As always," Celestia smiled. "And try not to worry too much Twilight. The experience will not be nearly as bad as you may think. I trust you have read up on our laws thoroughly as I requested?"
"Of course Princess."
"Then you will do fine. I would be surprised if you would have to deal with anything serious anyway. I can't remember the last time we had a pony commit a particularly dreadful crime in Canterlot."
"I hope so..." Twilight murmured.
*
Twilight shifted on her throne, her nerves making it impossible for her to find a comfortable position on the regal seat. The length of the castle's throne room stretched out before her, its tall double doors looming at her from the far end, soon to be opened to the arrival of a pony who had broken one of the laws of the land. Armor clad guards lined the walls to her left and right, and a deep red carpet stretched the length of the floor between the throne and the doors. Exquisite stained glass windows let in the light of the morning sun, but failed to brighten the princess's mood.
A painful silence hung over the room that morning, broken only by Twilight's own shuffling in her seat. Her nervous movements meant she had to keep re-adjusting the crown sat precariously on her head, to prevent it falling off and rolling down the steps of her high perched seat.
After a painful amount of time, the two large double doors finally swung open, causing Twilight's head to bolt upright, and her stomach to turn in dread. Two armored stallions appeared between the doors.
"Your Highness, Princess Twilight Sparkle," one of the guards announced. "We bring before you today--"
"GET YOUR FILTHY HOOVES OFF ME THIS INSTANT!" an enraged voice yelled.
Twilight's mouth dropped open at the familiar tone that reached her ears. It couldn't be...
The two guards parted to reveal a blue unicorn clad in a distinctive purple hat and cape, adorned with stars, struggling out of the grasp of one of another guard holding one of her arms.
"Silence criminal!" The guard replied, marching Trixie up the red carpet to Twilight's throne.
"If you don't get that hoof off me right now, I will remove it myself!" The stubborn magician responded.
Twilight's mood shifted instantly upon seeing the arrogant blue unicorn. All her nervous hesitance drifted away as she sat face to face with her old rival. She had once again ran off following their last encounter, leaving Twilight with no time to speak to her casually, and to extend a friendly hoof. Twilight found Trixie both interesting and mysterious, and she hoped that under all her pomp there was a nice pony to be found, but never had the chance to find out. Excitement seemed to follow Trixie around wherever she went. Plus, on top of all this, Trixie was just... hot! Few other ponies made Twilight have the thoughts that Trixie invoked in her mind. Now Trixie had nowhere to run, and it was up to Twilight to decide what happened to her next.
A grin formed on the young Princess's face.
"My my, it seems your attitude has still not improved Trixie," Twilight called down from above, her smile feeling as though she did not have enough face to hold it. "You may release her."
Trixie stood blinking for a few moments as her captor let go of her hoof, before a scowl dominated her face.
"You!" she growled, the word heavy with contempt as she glared up at her judge through narrowed eyes.
"It's nice to see you again too Trixie," Twilight teased.
"Oh this is just fantastic!" Trixie sneered, slamming a hoof to her forehead. "First I get harassed by these glorified doorponies, and now I have to deal with you again Sparkle?"
"That's princess Sparkle to you now, Trixie," Twilight rebutted, making no effort to hide the enjoyment in her voice.
"Hah! Princess... you got some new wings and suddenly you are fit for royalty? You don't have the qualities to be a princess, you're too... silly. Now somepony like me would be far more suited to the job!" Trixie explained with the utmost confidence, holding her hoof to her chest as she proclaimed this fact.
"I see that signature confidence hasn't left you since we last met," Twilight replied, amused by Trixie's infallible charisma. She glanced to the guards flanking Trixie, becoming aware of their confused faces. She was so caught up in her delight to see her long lost crush again, she forgot that herself and Trixie were not alone in the throne room.
"What is it Trixie did to have you haul her in here?" she asked, making some effort to restore some profession to the situation.
The guard pony closest to Trixie cleared his throat.
"The subject in question had left a large wheeled structure on private royal property." Twilight caught sight of Trixie rolling her eyes at this announcement.
"Upon requesting her to move the structure, she refused. When we moved to forcefully displace it, the subject assaulted one of us, your highness."
Twilight raised an eyebrow at this revelation.
"Assaulted?" she repeated, surprised. "You attacked one of my guards Trixie?"
"If what I did counts as assault, 'princess' Sparkle..." Trixie responded, the title dripping sarcastically from her mouth, "then I suggest you find yourself new guards. All I did was give him a little zap. As for the placing of my caravan, I was not aware that the entire city of Canterlot was considered royal property ."
"Where was it found?" Twilight asked.
"We found the structure outside the main gates of the castle, your highness." Another eye-roll from Trixie.
"Hmm... so let me see, from what I have heard, Trixie could be charged with trespassing, obstruction of justice, resisting arrest, slander of a royal figure, aggravated assault and assault of royal authority."
Trixie's careless expression suddenly dropped into one of shocked horror as Twilight listed the crimes she had committed, the severity of which now sounded far more intense after being called out.
"Now... hold on a minute..." she stammered, the colour draining from her face.
Twilight had to fight hard to keep back the laughter that had begun to well up at Trixie's sudden loss of confidence. She would probably feel guilty about this later, but right now the expression on the magician's face was priceless.
"I'd like to discuss the matter with the subject in private, could everypony besides Trixie please leave the throne room." Twilight commanded.
The two ponies standing to either side of the now silent Trixie glanced at each other before looking back to Twilight nervously.
"Er... your highness," one of them spluttered. "It's very much against our training to leave you alone with a convicted criminal!"
Twilight looked the guard pony in the eye.
"I have, in the past, faced the wrath of the queen of the changelings, the lord of chaos, a tyrannical king, and numerous other obstacles, not to mention the fact that I have dealt with Trixie myself before. I think I can handle this."
The two guards glanced at each other again.
"GO!" Twilight demanded.
The two guards shrugged, and proceeded to leave the room, followed by the guards who had been lining the walls, many of which were now mumbling among themselves about the odd scene they had just witnessed.
When the two large doors finally shut and silence fell upon the pair, Twilight spoke up.
"Are you aware of the position you are in Trixie?"
Trixie, who had been staring quietly at the floor as the guards left, now looked up from under the brim of her hat at Twilight, fear visible in her eyes.
"I didn't mean to... you wouldn't really punish me for such a little thing would you? I barely hurt your guard..." Trixie stammered, the words pouring out of her mouth.
It was adorable.
"You have a troubling attitude problem Trixie," Twilight responded, struggling again to hide the mirth in her voice as she pretended to speak seriously. "I think you need to be thought a lesson. A few months in prison would be the usual punishment for your transgressions..."
Trixie's pupils constricted, whiteness filling her eyes.
"...but I'm willing to offer you a choice. Work for me for the time instead. You will be given free roam of the castle, but you will have to be at my beck and call whenever I want you, and you will have to follow my orders without complaint."
Trixie was silent for a few moments, most likely trying to decide if she felt relieved or even more terrified at the offer.
"My choice is prison or being your slave?"
"Woah!" Twilight responded in shock to the word. "You will be my personal servant, you will live here in the castle for the time and have access to all its luxuries. You just have to do as I say when I say it!" Twilight lost her nerve a little, feeling as though Trixie may reject her generous offer.
"Very well... I'll work for you... your highness."
"Excellent!" Twilight responded with a smile, feeling relieved that her little game had not ended prematurely. "Guards!"
The doors at the far end of the room swung open.
"Send in one of the maids please!" she ordered. A few moments later one of the castle's servants trotted into the room. Twilight greeted her by name and and introduced Trixie.
"She is going to be my new personal servant for a little while," the princess explained. "Please give her the grand tour of the castle, put her up in a nice room close to mine, and give her any other info she may need for serving me in the castle." Twilight paused for a moment. "And one more thing," she beckoned the maid pony over closer, and then whispered something into her ear that Trixie could not hear.
"Follow her and listen to everything she says Trixie," Twilight ordered. "I'll see you in a few hours!"
And then the fun begins Twilight thought to herself.
"Oh come on Trixie!" Twilight pleaded.
"No, I look ridiculous!" an irritated voice responded. It sounded from behind a silk clothes screen in Twilight's lavish castle bedroom.
"But I had it made especially for you! I bet you look fantastic!"
An irritated sigh sounded from the screen, followed by its owner revealing herself.
Twilight released a squee of joy as she laid her eyes on Trixie. Her hair and tail had been brushed out to flow its full length, and a frilly hairband adorned her head, decorated with colorful flowers. She was dressed in a dark black maid dress, its cuffs, collar and rim adorned in large white frills. Grey transparent tights covered her hind legs, and on her feet sat small black shoes. A black bow hung around her waist. The entire outfit had been tailor made to her shape, and it fit her perfectly . The royal tailors had outdone themselves again.
"This is humiliating," Trixie groaned.
"I think you look amazing Trixie!" Twilight argued, sitting on the side of her bed. "See for yourself!" She waved a hoof to a tall mirror set in a golden stand propped against her wall.
Trixie took a moment to regard herself in the mirror.
"It's tailor made for you, and the material is of the finest quality. Don't you think it looks good?"
"I do pull it off pretty well..." Trixie agreed, posing for herself in the mirror.
"That's the spirit!" Twilight responded with glee. "Now its time for your first order of business!" Twilight spread her wings wide. "I want you to preen my wings."
A look of shock crossed Trixie's face.
"What?! I don't know anything about preening wings... don't you have people more qualified for this kind of thing?" she asked, bewildered.
"It's not exactly a complicated procedure Trixie," Twilight explained with a chuckle. "All you need to do is straighten out any ruffled feathers. Here, use this comb." Twilight levitated a small, ornate black comb over to Trixie. "Just be gentle, the feathers are quite sensitive."
Trixie released another sigh, and gripped the comb in her own magic.
"Don't blame me if this hurts, or I mess up your wings," she added.
"I'm sure you will do fine."
Trixie approached Twilight's extended left wing, and slowly ran the comb through it, straightening out any bent feathers. Twilight let out a small giggle as the comb passed through.
"Whats so funny?" Trixie asked
"Huh? Oh, it just tickles a little. It feels quite nice though." Twilight let out a satisfied sigh as Trixie passed the comb through her wing again.
Twilight's giggling and satisfied hums began to make Trixie feel uncomfortable, and started to make her wonder if what she was doing was a little more intimate than she initially realised.
"Do you... usually have somepony else do this for you?" Trixie asked. A blush had begun to creep up her neck.
"Oh no, I usually take care of my own preening, I've never had another pony do it for me before.
"What?!" Trixie exclaimed, almost dropping the comb. "Then why am I doing it?"
"Because you are my personal servant Trixie, you get all the special jobs!"
An uncomfortable feeling began to develop in the pit of Trixie's stomach. Something told her that there was probably far more 'special' jobs coming her way.
"Plus I always wanted to know what it felt like to have another pony do this for me. Some pegasus friends of mine told me that It's quite a pleasant experience, and I have to agree with them."
Trixie stayed silent, her embarrassment robbing her of words.
"They also mentioned that its quite fun to have somepony do it the old fashioned way... with their mouth." Twilight practically whispered the last three words, and threw Trixie a sultry, half lidded gaze.
Trixie's eyes grew wide.
"There's no way you are getting me to do that!"
Twilight chuckled at Trixie's embarrassment. It seemd to be an endless source of joy for her.
"Don't worry, thats why I gave you the comb!"
A few moments of silence passed as Trixie continued her work.
"Why are you doing this anyway?" Trixie asked.
"Because its important to take care of my wings."
"No I mean... the servant thing. Why are you having me do this? Do you just want to rub in your superiority over me?"
Twilight fell silent for a moment.
"I'm just happy to see you again Trixie," she responded eventually, in a carefully chosen cheerful tone. Trixie responded with a dismissive laugh.
"No really I am, you always ran off the last two times you appeared, now I have you right where I want you!"
"Whatever..." Trixie simply continued her work in silence.
After a short while, Trixie stepped back from the princess.
"There, I think its done," she mumbled.
Twilight stretched her wings to examine them.
"Pretty good job for somepony who had never done this before. I think you're a natural." Twilight reached out with a wing to stroke Trixie's cheek.
"Cut it out!" Trixie exclaimed, scrunching her face and recoiling from the princess's touch, her blush returning to her cheeks. Twilight just giggled in response.
"Now for the next order of business, would you please go and run a bath for me," Twilight requested, pointing towards the en suite bathroom with a hoof.
There were only two words that passed through Trixie's mind at the request.
Oh no...
"There, its nice and hot," Trixie announced, dipping a hoof into the steaming water of the brilliant white bath. "Can I go now?"
Twilight grinned. "Oh Trixie, you didn't honestly think you were getting off that easy did you?"
"It was worth a try..." the magician replied with a sigh. "I suppose you want me to wash you now too?"
"Yup, you will have to hop out of that outfit first."
"Uhh... why?" Trixie asked, nervous.
"Well, you can't get in with it on now can you?" Twilight explained, walking over to the tub.
"Why am I getting in as well?!" Trixie yelled, her cheeks glowing red again.
"All the better to help me wash, I want you to be very... thorough." Twilight turned to throw a sultry gaze in Trixie's direction as she spoke the word.
Trixie gulped, taking in the princess standing before her. She opened her mouth to retaliate, but found nothing to say. Instead, she simply shook her head and began undoing her lacy outfit.
As Trixie undressed, Twilight eased herself into the steaming water of the bath. She released a satisfied sigh as the hot water flowed over her body, soothing and relaxing her taut muscles. Dealing with the other criminals after Trixie had proven quite stressful, but the knowledge that she had the magician waiting for her later had made it all the more bearable. She looked over to her new servant now, who had just finished shrugging out of her dress.
"Well, what are you waiting for? Hop in!" Twilight instructed. She moved to the centre of the bath. "Jump in behind me, I want you to give my mane a good rinse."
The blush never left Trixie's face as she climbed into the steaming water behind the princess. The bath was by no means large, and she was pressed up close to twilight upon squeezing herself in, her legs on either side of her master as she sat down behind her.
Twilight closed her eyes and leaned back into her servant. "Shampoo is over there," Twilight waved a hoof at a shelf covered in various lotions. "Whenever you're ready."
Trixie became quite flustered at the intimate setting she now found herself in, the princess tucked in between her legs, leaning her body back on her. She took a few nervous breaths before grasping one of the bottles in her magic and levitating it over.
"I don't know what game you are playing Sparkle," Trixie spoke, failing to bring her usual tone of confidence back into her voice. "But whatever you are up to, its not going to work." She opened the shampoo, worked up a lather on her hoof, and began to run it through Twilight's mane.
"I can assure you I have no idea what you mean Trixie," Twilight responded, a content smile on her face. "I just like the idea of having a pretty mare take care of me."
"I'm not buying it," Trixie continued, combing the shampoo through Twilight's mane. "You're up to something."
"I think you're a little paranoid Trixie, just relax and enjoy the soothing water."
Silence fell over the two as Trixie continued her work, the only noise being the sloshing of the water and the occasional content sigh from Twilight. Eventually, Trixie finished washing her mane.
"Your hair is done," Trixie said flatly.
"Ah, well there is lots more of me to clean," Twilight added, rubbing up against her servant. "Grab some of the body lotion over there."
"This is ridiculous..." Trixie replied, her voice wavering again. She levitated over a bottle of lotion with an incredibly ornate logo on its front. It looked expensive.
"What exactly do you want me to do with this?" Trixie asked, part of her dreading that she already knew the answer.
"What do you think, rub it on me, its body lotion!" Twilight giggled.
With a sigh, Trixie proceeded to form another lather on her hoof.
"Lean forward so I can get your back," she instructed.
Twilight complied, and hummed merrily as Trixie rubbed the lotion into her back, moving her hooves around Twilight's two large wings. After a few moments, Twilight leaned back in close to Trixie, and took her two hooves in her own.
"Be sure to get my front too," she whispered.
Trixie released a ragged breath as the princess moved to lay her head just under her chin, her own two hooves caught under Twilight's arms. They appeared like two lovers embracing.
"I find it hard to believe this is the most... efficient way for me to wash you," Trixie argued, rubbing the lotion into Twilight's belly. Her skin felt hot all over as the princess lay up against her in the steaming water.
"Perhaps not," Twilight agree'd."But I certainly think its the most fun way!"
*
A little while later, two very clean and freshly dried ponies stood together in Twilight's bedroom, Trixie donned once again in her tailored outfit.
"Well, that was one of the more enjoyable baths I've had!" Twilight began. "I'm very happy with your work so far Trixie, you may spend the next little while doing what you like, I have some business to attend to."
Relief flooded over Trixie as she listened to Twilight's words. She needed some time to cool off. Despite being long out of the bath, she still felt very... hot after the event.
"Oh, but there is one more thing I want you to do for me."
Trixie grimaced.
"Oh don't worry its nothing so bad, I want you back here in the evening, but before then, go and get yourself a massage from the spa ponies downstairs. Be sure you do it, if I hear from them later that you didn't see them, I'll be very cross."
"Er... get a massage, ok I think I can handle that."
"Very good, see you in a little while!"
"Well, you look a deal happier since I last left you!"
Twilight observed Trixie swaggering into her bedroom, a wide smile on her face. Her mane had once again been brushed out to lenght, and it flowed down her sides. Her frilly outfit also appeared to have been washed and pressed.
"Those spa ponies have magic hooves," Trixie replied, her voice no longer heavy with a combination of irritation and suspicion.
"Indeed they do, but I hope you weren't enjoying your pampering so much that you didn't pay a little attention."
"Attention to what?" Trixie asked, raising an eyebrow.
Twilight climbed up onto her luxurious four poster bed, and spread herself belly down on its silken sheets.
"Attention to them working, because I have your next order of business, I want you to give me a massage."
"What?!" Trixie shrieked. "Why?! You have a bunch of perfectly good masseuses downstairs who are absolute professionals, why would you want me to do it?"
"Because I want my personal servant to massage me," Twilight coo'd, throwing another half lidded gaze in Trixie's direction.
Once again Trixie's cheeks abandoned their usual blue colour for a bright red hue.
"I... but...," Trixie sighed. "There's no point in arguing is there?"
"I don't think so, a massage is supposed to be relaxing!" Twilight giggled.
"Well, its going to be difficult with that bed, it's pretty high up. How am I supposed to reach?"
"Why, you get up here with me of course!"
"...that is NOT how the ponies downstairs did it!" Trixie argued, her blush intensifying at the thought of massaging the princess in her bed.
"Well, we don't have the same equipment in here do we? So up you get!"
With another defeated sigh, Trixie jumped up on the bed beside her princess.
"There are some oils over on the cabinet there," Twilight motioned with a hoof.
"Of course there are..." Trixie groaned.
"Why don't you get yourself into position?" Twilight suggested.
"And what position would that be?"
"Well I think the best position to massage me would be sitting over me wouldn't it?"
"Of... of course it would..."
Trixie raised her back leg and placed it over Twilight, lowering herself onto the small of her back. The princess released a satisfied groan as Trixie placed herself over her.
"Do you have to keep making those noises?" Trixie complained, her voice pained.
"What's the matter Trixie? Feeling a little... distracted?"
"Shut... shut up..." Trixie stuttered, failing to prevent her voice shaking.
"That's no way to speak to your princess Trixie!" Twilight responded in mock anger. "Now get to work before I decide you need to be punished!"
Trixie held no desire to discover what Twilight's 'punishment' would have been, considering her current situation was already a form of mental torture. Twilight's soft, supple body was warm against her thighs, her curvy backside sitting right between her legs.
"Trixie?" Twilight called.
Trixie snapped out of her daze. "Relax I'm working on it!" she snapped back, shaking her head. She gripped one of the bottles of oil in her magic, and levitated it over to her princess. She opened the bottle, and poured some of the thick, sweet smelling substance over her hoof. It dripped down off her hoof and onto the princess's back.
"Ooh!" Twilight exclaimed as the scented liquid reached her skin. "Tingly!"
Trixie could only think of how she also felt tingly, despite there being no lotion on herself. She placed her hoof on Twilight's back, and began to rub the lotion along her, moving her hoof in circles like the spa ponies had done for her. She bit her lip as Twilight hummed in satisfaction to her work, each noise from the princess only making her more excited.
"Don't be afraid to go a little lower," Twilight whispered.
"Yes... princess..."
Trixie shifted her weight down so that she could reach Twilight's backside, and rubbed some more of the lotion into the cheeks and legs.
"Ooh you're better at this than you gave yourself credit for Trixie!"
Trixie only grunted in response and continued her work.
A few moments later, an extremely red-faced trixie spoke up.
"There, satisfied?"
"Hmm, I suppose, for now. It is getting pretty late."
Trixie felt a wave of relief.
"It is! Does that mean I can go now?!"
"Not quite, I have one more thing I want you to do for me tonight."
"What..."
"Well... this bed is awfully big for such a small pony like me, I'd like you to keep me warm in it tonight."
Trixie's jaw dropped. "Your kidding..."
"Nope," Twilight rolled over and grabbed the duvet of the bed, throwing herself under it. "Take that outfit off and get under here with me."
"What... what exactly is it you want me to do?"
"Just what I said, get under the covers with me!"
Once again Trixie found herself shrugging out of the frilly outfit. Nervously, she shuffled underneath the covers beside her princess, who cuddled up to her, wrapping two hooves around her waist.
"P-princess?" Trixie stuttered.
"Yes Trixie?"
"I..." without warning, Trixie suddenly lunged forward, throwing her two hooves around her princess's neck and pulling her into a deep kiss on her lips. Twilight responded with enthusiasm, ecstatic to have arrived at the destination she had hoped for all day. She opened her mouth to allow Trixie's tongue to enter, which wasted no time in seizing the opportunity. Twilight relished the taste of her crush in her mouth, her heart thumping with excitement.
"Well, that took far longer than I thought it would," Twilight panted when the pair eventually parted.
"I knew you were up to something," Trixie responded, equally breathless.
"And you said it wouldn't work."
"It's not very common when I'm wrong about something, but when I am it still turns out well."
Twilight giggled at Trixie's cocky attitude, one of the many things she liked about her.
"I think the rest of your 'sentence' should be quite interesting." Twilight predicted.
