Rarity closed her eyes as Pinkie’s soft lips pressed gently against her vulva. Her heart raced even faster as Pinkie took her time exploring the new territory. Pinkie used her tongue to solicitously probe the delicate lips, working its way into the fleshy folds.

Pinkie looked up at Rarity, searching for any signs of discomfort, but Rarity’s face was calm as she focused all her attention to Pinkie’s movements. Her closed eyes fluttered.

Pinkie grinned to herself and turned back to Rarity’s vagina. She licked quickly around for another moment before inserting her tongue completely. Rarity began to shake, letting out a quiet whimper. Pinkie’s own arousal grew at the thought of Rarity’s, and she began to explore deeper. Pinkie buried her face into Rarity, firmly nuzzling her. Rarity moaned loudly at the sudden, full feeling of Pinkie’s warm muzzle inside of her.

Pinkie drew out her dampened muzzle and ran her tongue over her lips. Taking her hoof, she placed the tip below* Rarity’s vagina and began to move it in a circular motion. Several seconds passed before Rarity let out a sharp gasp, her royal blue eyes flying open. Pinkie looked up, then down again as she smiled. Judging from Rarity’s reaction, she had found what she was looking for.

Pinkie quickened her circular motions, creating a different pressures over Rarity’s clitoris. A wave of pleasure washed through Rarity, and she began to moan loudly. Pinkie stopped and drew her hoof back. Rarity scowled, uncomfortable as she felt unsatisfied clitoris pulse with each beat of her heart.

Pinkie reached forward and kissed Rarity’s second beating heart. Rarity gasped again at the sudden pleasure. Pinkie began suck, Rarity moaning with each draw. Pinkie was really enjoying herself as she licked, sucked, and kissed Rarity’s clit.

Rarity moaned louder, and felt herself nearing orgasm. Pinkie sensed this and stopped.

“Why did you stop?” Rarity asked angrily.

“Because, there’s something else I thought would be fun to try.” Pinkie responded.

She stood up and walked over behind the board Rarity was attached to and grasped the lever in her teeth. Rarity began to feel uncomfortable again, as she couldn’t see Pinkie’s actions. Suddenly, Rarity’s table rotated back, almost horizontal. Pinkie reappeared.

Stepping behind Rarity’s head, Pinkie looked over Rarity and giggled. Rarity looked up as best as she could, and met Pinkie’s upside down smile. Pinkie ran her hoof along Rarity’s horn. Feeling electric pleasure run through her, Rarity shivered and closed her eyes. Pinkie smiled, triumphant that her hypothesis was correct. She closed her tongue around the cold horn and began to suck. Rarity inhaled sharply.

Pinkie stopped and smiled, licking her lips.

“Mmm, you taste like a minty lollipop!” She laughed. She returned to the horn and began to slide her head up and down, taking Rarity’s horn in full.

Rarity clenched herself up tight, feeling an orgasm coming quicker than it had before. Pinkie didn’t realize this, and kept sucking.

“AH!” Rarity cried, feeling herself explode. Pinkie let go of Rarity’s horn, and her face caught the full of Rarity’s horngasm.

A royal blue, liquid aura, shot from Rarity’s horn, landing in Pinkie’s open mouth. Pinkie licked her lips happily.

“Mmm! Minty strawberry milkshake of rainbowness.” Pinkie said quietly, describing the flavor to herself. She licked Rarity’s horn clean, noisily enjoying it.

Rarity panted, feeling relieved. Feeling the table rotate back up, she opened her eyes and saw Pinkie standing in front of her. Pinkie smiled nervously.

“Well, um, you see, I normally wouldn’t do all the stuff I did, even if I do really like you, it’s just, um,” Pinkie said. She turned around and flexed her semitendinosus, swishing her tail flirtatiously.

“I’m on my estrous cycle.” She finished, lifting her tail completely. Rarity’s arousal renewed itself at the sight of Pinkie’s vulva, opening and closing in alluring winks.

“Please,” Rarity said, eyeing the sight in front of her hungrily. “Please.”

Pinkie looked at her, cautious again.

“If I let you go this once, you have to promise not to run.” She said, teasingly. Rarity’s mind was too fuzzy from raw lust to think about the possibility of escape. She nodded as best as she could and Pinkie again passed behind the table and released both the restraints and the bonds.

Rarity slid from the table as gracefully as she could and approached Pinkie. She gently embraced her body and kissed her. Her lips began to trail down Pinkie’s neck and shoulders. Pinkie smiled, her eyes closing.

Rarity slowly brought Pinkie to the cold ground, deepened their kiss. Turning Pinkie over so she was on top, she propped herself up with her front legs and her. Pinkie looked up at her with wide eyes, pleasurable shivers running down her spine as Rarity kissed her neck and chest softly, making her way down.

With Rarity’s head busy kissing her chest, Pinkie leaned up and took Rarity’s horn in her mouth. Rarity gasped softly and she began to rub Pinkie with her hoof. Pinkie convulsed at the sudden, electric tingle. She stalled, giving Rarity time to use her horn and run the tip down Pinkie’s stomach. Saliva trailed behind, sticking to the coat.

Pinkie watched carefully as Rarity neared her marehood. Rarity slowly drew the long side of her horn against Pinkie, causing Pinkie softly moan. Rarity smiled and stood up. Pinkie followed suit and instinctively turned around, presenting herself to Rarity.

Rarity kissed Pinkie’s buttocks and positioned her horn over Pinkie’s clitoris. She slightly pressed against it and began to slowly rotate it in a circle. Pinkie gasped, feeling herself growing wet.

Rarity started to feel wet again in two places. Her horn began to glow and secrete a thin liquid aura. Rarity stopped her motions and again positioned her horn in front of Pinkie’s vagina. She slowly and gently began to slide her horn in. The liquid lubricant on Rarity’s horn sent pulses of electricity throughout Pinkie’s body. Pinkie moaned loudly as Rarity picked up speed, thrusting in and out quickly. Rarity felt herself getting closer to horngasm, so she cast a small spell to keep herself from climaxing before Pinkie.

Pinkie clutched herself around Rarity, squeezing the horn in a warm embrace. As she felt herself nearing orgasm, she tightened all of her muscles, preparing herself.

Suddenly, all of Pinkie’s sexual tension released itself and she moaned, squeezing up completely. After her orgasm, she relaxed and lowered herself to the floor. She turned her head as Rarity came to lie beside her, her horn dripping from her own orgasm. They lay together. The only sounds were that of them taking in gasps of much needed oxygen.

Pinkie stood and stretched herself lazily. Rarity sat upright and looked around. Her horn glowed as she picked up a rag placed on a party table and began to clean. Horngasm residue and salty arousal alike mixed in small puddles on the floor. She finished wiping and placed the rag back on the table.

With her sexual desires gone, she began to feel afraid again. The horrifying decorations seemed to reappear as her focus cleared. Pinkie looked at her, uneasy.

“Well, that was fun. But we really need to get back to business.” She said calmly. Rarity slowly got to her feet, unbelieving.

“What?” she demanded.

“That was fun. You know, sex and stuff. It was the best sex I’ve ever had,” she said, a small giggle escaping her lips as she finished. She sighed happily. “But cupcakes don’t make themselves.” She finished with an air of finality to her tone.

Rarity began to shake.

“W-wait. After all of that, you’re still going to-” she tried, but was unable to finish the sentence as macabre images swam through her mind.

“Well, I can’t leave a job undone,” Pinkie replied. Her bright blue eyes seemed to hide something dark, and they flashed maliciously.

“Sorry.”

Rarity began to slowly back up. Pinkie watched her cautiously.

Rarity turned and bolted. Pinkie followed her, their hooves colliding against the hard floor as the ran. Rarity stopped along the wall, her eyes scanning for a door, a window, or something she could escape from. Her head slammed into the concrete as Pinkie tackled her from behind.

“Not this time.” She said, laughing. Rarity grabbed the closest thing - a metal bucket - and smashed it against Pinkie’s head, causing Pinkie to let go, bewildered. Rarity’s eyes widened as she and Pinkie both realized the exact same thing:

She could use her magic.

Rarity kicked Pinkie away and jumped over her, her hooves sliding on the smooth floor. Pinkie lunged under her and crashed against the restraint board. She stood up and grabbed the medical bag and rummaged through it. She took a hypodermic needle in her mouth and a vial of liquid in her hooves and prepared the syringe.

Rarity ran around the room in circles, trying in vain to find an opening. She stopped in horror when she looked up at the ceiling, which she hadn’t seen before; her vision was obscured by her restrained head.

Shackles, stained red with remnants of past victims were hanging, their jaws open for cadavers to hold. Rarity was sure this was how Pinkie drained whatever they hadn’t bled out.

She yelped when she felt something sharp plunge into her spine. She flew forward, but Pinkie grabbed her hind legs.

“No!” she growled when Rarity tried to kick her off. “Come on! Stop – ah! – struggling!”

Against her will, Rarity began to feel tired. She tried desperately to stay awake, but black spots began to cloud her vision.

“Shhhh, sleep.” Pinkie said, restraining Rarity completely. Rarity pitifully squeaked before completely blacking out.

Author's Note

Well, here it is. For all the shocked readers, it was indeed tagged with sex from the vary start. This is a Raripie fic, after all.