Chapter Three:
Educating Princess Twilight Sparkle

Twilight Sparkle had never worn boots before. Cadence had instructed her to wear the same type of boots that she was wearing. The leather encasing her legs would have been fine on their own, but the horseshoe heels made Twilight unsteady. She felt like a newborn foal for the amount of stability her legs had.

Her mind was reeling after the kiss. She didn't understand what the kiss had to do with anything. She had an inkling of a notion but she wasn't ready to face it, yet. If she was right, if her hunch was right...there was going to be a lot of dark, sexual things she was about to face. Things she had never thought of besides a passing observation from a picture she had seen in a book. She hoped she wasn't right...she wasn't sure if she could face the dark, erotic thoughts in her mind.

Cadence's gaze was dark and erotic in itself, as she watched Twilight pull the boots on. She looked hungry, but composed enough to stand still. When Twilight was done, she went up with her, pulling a wooden box open in the process. A leather collar slipped out of the box, guided by her glowing magic. It had the same ring dangling off of it that matched the collar around Cadence's neck. With her magic, she wound the leather collar around Twilight's neck, above the steel ring that bound her magic.

“This collar represents ownership. You have dominion over people as a leader, yet they also own you as well. Their demands, their needs can dominate you, own you, and you may crumble under the pressure under them. However, in this chamber, it will be used as a method of discipline. While you are in this chamber and the chambers of Princess Luna and Queen Celestia, you are their property until they deem otherwise. You are submissive. You will obey without question. Only they can release you from this. Understand, though, that although you may be released from this physical collar, being bound by obligation as a ruler will be a collar you will always wear, whether you want to or not, while you are in the position of Princess. Get it?”

“Yes,” Twilight murmured, her heart beating faster at the words.

“Yes?”

“Yes, Mistress Cadence.” she was quick to correct herself.

Cadence nuzzled her in approval. “Good girl. Now, make your way over to the far corner of the room. There will be plush pillows and other things to get comfortable on.”

“Yes, Mistress Cadence.” The words tumbled from Twilight's lips just as clumsily as she felt on her feet. The horseshoe heels made her feel so unbalanced and they weren't even that far off of the ground. She wobbled and managed to get used to walking when Cadence spoke up again.

“Hind legs, Twilight. Walk there on your hind legs only.”

What. Walking on her hind legs was hard enough when she had bare hooves. In these heels? She would fall flat on her face. She would be so unstable–

“That's an order, Twilight. You get up on your hind legs, now.”

The cold tone was back and it made Twilight flinch. The hesitation was enough for Cadence to retrieve her riding crop. It sailed through the air and smacked itself across Twilight's flank, a mark of disapproval.

“Yes, Mistress Cadence,” Twilight gasped through the short burst of pain. There was nothing to help pull herself up on her hind legs, so she braced herself against the far wall, using it to support her. If she thought she had felt unsteady on all fours, that was nothing compared to being on her wobbly, unsteady hind legs. She wavered, then dared to try walking. She was okay for the first few steps before she felt her legs shaking and froze.

Cadence's cool voice rang over to her, non-threatening in tone but the words were like a slap in the face. “I advise you not to fall over, dear Twilight. My riding crop likes to pick up stragglers, if you get my drift.”

Twilight understood. If she fell over, she would get whipped. The pressure was on, double what it was before. Not only would she have to walk in these ridiculous boots, but she would have to do it without falling over.

Just to add insult to injury, Cadence strode by, perfectly balanced on her hind legs. She walked with a swagger that spoke of practice, her tail swishing casually with the movement of her legs.

“I don't have all day, Twilight. The longer you keep me waiting, the longer you keep the others waiting. Princess Luna is impatient and Queen Celestia does not tolerate tardiness in this area of study. Get it?”

Her criticism ground into Twilight, driving her to walk with a larger stride. Her legs shook with the effort to stay upright and when she slipped, she braced herself against the wall. Why was something so seemingly simple as walking so...difficult? It seemed like it had taken a million years to catch up to Cadence and her hind legs ached with the effort of carrying her full body weight, when she was meant to stay balanced on all fours.

Cadence stood in front of her, blocking her path to the mounds of pillows. “If you would like to get off of your hind legs, ask me nicely.”

“Can I get off of my hind legs, please?” she thought it sounded perfectly polite, until that riding crop came back into view, pushing her chin up once more.

“I shouldn't have to remind you how to address me,” Cadence snapped.

Twilight's mind blanked for the briefest moment. What was she supposed to do? All she wanted was to get off of her hind legs.

The riding crop swung again, powered by Cadence's aggressive magic. The leather bit into her chest this time, drawing a loud gasp.

“You obviously don't know how to listen, Twilight. I've told you how to address me. You always address me this way, even when you're asking me a pretty little question.”

It was hard for Twilight to pull herself back into her own head with the swipe of pain. Her mind was still reeling about what was going on. Everything was moving so fast. It seemed like just minutes ago she was still back in her home, arguing with Spike.

Not to keep Cadence waiting any further, she blurted, “Please, can I get off of my hind legs, Mistress Cadence?”

The aggression bled out of Cadence's expression at the correct method of addressing. “Yes, my dear Twilight. Please, do get comfortable here. There are plenty of pillows to lie down on.”

The quick change in demeanor was so strange to Twilight, but she was more than relieved to settle back on all fours. The pressure on her hind legs vanished as she sank back to her normal stance and found a nice purple pillow to lie down on.

Cadence circled around her, stepping carefully over the piles of pillows that lay on the stone floor. “Now then, Twilight. That was a very small test to see how well you take direction. You're going to have a lot more of them from me. You might be humiliated while here. That's okay if you are. Everything here is meant to make you stronger. You just might need a small push at first.”

With that, Cadence poised herself directly over Twilight. Twilight froze when she felt her former foal sitter's body on top of hers and tried not to flinch when she felt Cadence nip at her ear.

The velvet whisper in her ear was seductive and smooth in the order it gave. “Now then, be a dear and flip over onto your back, Twilight.”

“Yes, Mistress Cadence,” came the automatic reply. Twilight wasn't sure why she was suddenly short of breath. As she turned over, she came chest-to-chest with Cadence, their muzzles almost touching. Being this close to the Princess of love drew the breath right out of Twilight for some reason.

“Don't be nervous,” Cadence murmured, leaning down to nuzzle her. “You look exquisite in your boots and collar, Twilight. Wear it with pride. Be proud of the Princess you are and the Princess you will become. Here in this chamber, the only social expectations you have are the ones I lay down for you. Anything else...don't worry about it...”

Twilight couldn't help the gasp that escaped her as she felt Cadence moving. Her hind legs were being spread apart by the Princess above her. As she was being moved, she felt oddly exposed, oddly vulnerable, and for some reason that made her heart beat faster in sweet, agonizing anticipation. It was completely inappropriate for her to feel this way, yet she craved more contact with the Princess above her. The teasing feel of her warmth and of her soft body wasn't enough. It didn't make any sense for her to feel this way. Shouldn't she be more concerned about Cadence's marriage? Did her marriage mean anything, down here? Yet, with as close as the Princess was, Twilight felt her rational mind getting quieter and quieter. Her rational mind seemed to be a figure dipped in mud, far away out of her reach and drippy with confusion.

“Ooh, what's the matter, my sweet Twilight? Do you want something?”

She did. Curse her, but she did. The problem was, Twilight Sparkle had no idea of how to phrase what she wanted. She didn't know what she wanted, exactly. It was so crazy. She had never felt this before. She didn't even know what this was, that she felt. She just felt breathless, dizzy to Cadence's presence and yet she didn't want the tease to stop.

Cadence pressed in closer, her tongue lapping at Twilight's ear. “I know you heard me, Princess. That means you answer.”

“Yes,” Twilight groaned, squirming under her. “Yes, Mistress Cadence. I heard you. But, what I want...I don't know what I want...”

Cadence let out a little laugh that was a warm breath of air against Twilight's ear. She felt Twilight squirm again under her. “Oh, so I got my dear Twilight all worked up, did I? From that? That was nothing, my dear. Why don't I show you something bigger and better?”

Twilight wanted to ask her what she meant, but she was still breathless and speechless and completely disabled of coherent thought. She was vaguely disappointed as Cadence got off of her and moved towards something she couldn't see.

“Stay still, Princess Twilight. I have a surprise for you.”

She didn't answer, but Cadence didn't seem to expect one that time. Instead, Cadence drew a length of chain from under a pillow. Two iron shackles were attached to the chains that jingled their way up to her until she had them in hoof. The shackles had an inner leather padding, as if that would take the bite of the metal off of the wearer's wrists. The chain attached to a simple pulley system high up overhead, hidden by the shadows in the dark room. She came up to Twilight and slid the leather-lined wrist cuffs around her front hooves.

“What–”

“I hope you're not talking,” Cadence cut her off. “I don't remember giving you permission to.”

Twilight fell still as Cadence turned to the closest wall, where the pulley system attached to. She cranked the chain through, tightening the slack until Twilight was pulled with it, giving her room to only lay but no slack on the chain to move around. The chain pulled her front hooves up near her head, leaving her rear hooves free and exposed.

With the chain locked to prevent slack, Cadence returned to Twilight, settling over her once more. “Don't fret, pretty Princess. I thought I'd give you a small reward for being obedient so far.”

Reward? Twilight had no idea how being chained was a reward. She could feel the metal bite of the shackles biting into her skin, even through the leather lining and the leather of her boots. The leather did little more than cushion the iron against her. She could twist around, sort of, but moving beyond what the chain allowed her to do was impossible.

“Don't move, Twilight,” Cadence ordered, her voice soft once more.

Twilight felt the breath leave her body once more. Cadence dropped a kiss on her. This wasn't the same kind of kiss she had given the first time. Her lips were firmly sealed against Twilight's until she opened, allowing her tongue to lick at Twilight's lips. The sensation was something Twilight wasn't expecting, and as she opened her mouth in surprise, Cadence slipped her tongue through, to lick at hers.

Some sort of noise escaped Twilight. She didn't recognize what it was, didn't hear the moan that left her. Cadence heard it and pulled away, a knowing smirk glowing on her face. She moved up, pushing her chest into Twilight's face as she went after her horn. Twilight gasped as Cadence's tongue lavished her horn at the base, licking up to the tip. She breathed in Cadence's scent and moaned against her once more.

Cadence gave a small noise of approval before continuing her ascent up Twilight's body. The chain that dangled from the ceiling to Twilight's hooves had so little slack that she could use it to hoist herself up. Her hind legs parted around Twilight's mouth. She grinned down at the shocked pony beneath her.

“Say hello, Twilight. Don't be afraid. Use your mouth.”

Oh, my. Twilight had an inkling of what Cadence meant but was it right? Did she want it? Cadence certainly did. Twilight nudged at Cadence with her nose at first, then dared to use her mouth, as Cadence said. Her tongue lapped at what Cadence offered and she was rewarded with a moan from the Princess above her.

“That's it, Twilight. Like that...”

Encouraged by her response, Twilight lapped at her once again. Cadence's breathy moans let her know what she liked. Her heart was liable to pound right out of her chest at this rate, but she kept at it, using Cadence's responses to tease her, pleasuring her in a way she thought she would never be, with another mare.

“Fuck, yeah, Twilight. Let me show you how that feels.”

Before Twilight could respond, Cadence was moving again, turning herself around so, while she was still poised over Twilight's mouth, she could reach down Twilight's body at the same time. Twilight tensed when she felt her hot breath between her hind legs, so close to the same spot she was under.

“Lick me while I lick you. Together. Like this.”

Cadence parted her hind legs and lowered her head. Electricity shot through Twilight's body as she felt a hot tongue sliding over her. This was the same kind of electricity that had tingled through her before, at the simple feel of Cadence's breath on her ear, but this was amplified tenfold. One stroke of her tongue and she felt as though she was melting and yet tensed by the electric, erotic current that flowed between them.

“Don't leave me all alone,” Cadence murmured against her moist skin. “I attend to you, you attend to me.”

Twilight fought the electric current and focused on what was above her. Cadence was wet, slicker than she had been before. Twilight hurried to lap at this, again using Cadence's moans of encouragement to direct her on where to go. She moaned into Cadence's body as the pleasure was returned. She didn't know how to interpret what was going on, didn't know how to handle it. Her pleasure sensors were overloaded, she was going to–

“Wait a moment,” Cadence interrupted in the haze of pleasure. “I think you're about to come, and I can't have that. Not yet.”

Come? Was that what it was called? Twilight had so little experience in this field that, beyond what she had studied, she had no idea of what to expect. All she knew was what Cadence was doing, moving again like she was the first time, her legs parting Twilight's. Twilight moaned as she felt something warm press directly against that sweet pleasure spot Cadence had been licking just a moment ago. She moaned and pulled at the shackles but with their tension, they refused to yield. All she saw was Cadence leaning back, her wet warmth pressed directly against hers. Her hips moved in a sinuous wave and there was a beautiful blossom of pleasure as they rubbed against each other.

Twilight wanted to shout out Cadence's name as Cadence drove her further and further towards breaking point. Her moans must have told Cadence how close she was to losing it. The peak of the pleasure was right there, right there at the edge for her...

And that was when Cadence pulled away.

“No, no, no,” Twilight gasped, before she could collect herself. With no friction there to continue the pleasure, the peak was out of her grasp, as if she had been whisked away. Tears clouded her vision and she had no idea why.

Cadence moved quickly, tugging at the ring on the collar Twilight wore. “I said not to speak unless spoken to, Princess. I don't need to discipline you already, do I?”

Twilight's head thrashed from side to side, a protest to the pleasure she had lost and the only way she could tell Cadence no. “I'm sorry....Mistress Cadence.”

She moaned again as Cadence's tongue swept up her neck.

“Good girl.” Cadence was clearly worked up herself. Erotic cruelty made her eyes wild and wide. She took a moment to compose herself, then continued speaking to Twilight. “I told you one of the things you would have to learn is control. That means when I stop whatever I'm doing, you learn to control yourself. I don't give a damn how close you are to coming. You will do so when I give you permission to. Understand?”

“Yes, Mistress Cadence. But I need...I need...” Twilight was at such a loss for words. It was so pathetic. She prided herself so much on her academic studies, yet she couldn't seem to grasp any word that described what she needed. All she knew was that heated moment of pleasure had been the highlight of anything that had ever happened to her. That one little tease was the most tantalizing thing she'd ever had.

“I need more,” she finally gasped.

Cadence leaned in to nip at her ear. “More you will get, Twilight. Don't worry about that. But first...you need to learn control. I will be the one to teach it to you. You better get ready, because there's a lot more of that coming up.”

It took every ounce of willpower Twilight had to nod her head. “Yes, Mistress Cadence.”

Cadence licked her ear, taking a moment to lavish her horn with another lick. Then she stepped away from Twilight and dug under a pillow, pushing a small wooden box out from under it with her nose.

“Let's get started then.”

Author's Note

I think maybe I should make this a little more clear. I did have this incorrectly tagged yesterday and, after some thought, realized that this would be better as an Alternate Universe type story. Remember, all rules are off in Alternate Universes, except for the ones we ourselves lay down. **If you know what I mean.**