The Conquering Of Pride

Down on her luck, the unicorn trudged along the path, sobbing quietly to herself. She had been beaten by showmareship, her own trick, and was now going to have to live alone, as nopony would give her the time of day. Not after what she did in Ponyville. Thoughts of the town began to fill her mind, the unicorn that had bested her in front of all the residents above all else.

Now seething in anger, she kicked a rock, but it was heavier than she thought, tears coming to her eyes as her foot throbbed. To make matters worse, there was a massive clap of thunder, followed by rain falling. Wrapping her tattered cloak around her, she looked for a safe place to take refuge, and saw a light in the distance.

Hastily making her way towards it, she didn’t notice the road sign, more lights appearing drawing her along faster. She made it to the closest one, walking up to the door and knocking on it hard. Perhaps they would take care of her for the night, and even give her a warm meal. It had been so long since she ate something that wasn’t raw.

Giving a grateful sigh as the door opened, her eyes went wide at the pegasus in front of her, recognising the rainbow mane instantly. Before she could run away, as she wasn’t well enough to use magic, the other mare tackled her to the ground. The unicorn hit her head on a tree root, her vision falling into blackness.

“...where did you find her?”

“Fluttershy’s. She just randomly knocked on the door. I don’t think she knows where she is.” Wherever she was, it was too dark to make out the speakers, but their voices instantly brought fear to her. She tried to summon the last of her magic, but found even that was not responding, and then tried to get up from the bed where she was lying, but the lights snapped on.

“See, I told you she was awake, Rainbow! Now, why are you here, Trixie?”

The mare in question just stared wide eyed at the door where Twilight Sparkle stood, with the pegasus behind her. She tried to get up once more, but looked at her arms and ankles to see they were cuffed, and chained to the bed. “You will release Trixie! This is illegal!”

“What, restraining a criminal by any means possible? That’s right, what you did here reached the princesses.” Trixie stopped her struggles, panting heavily as the other unicorn came closer, sitting in a chair next to the bed. “I will be sending a letter to them in the morning, and you will be in the dungeons by the afternoon. What do you say to that?”

“...okay.” Twilight barely caught the whisper, but it was there nonetheless. Frowning in confusion, Twilight stood up and lit her horn, unlocking the chains attached to the cuffs on Trixie’s wrists, but then locked them together in front of her. She then took in how the once proud unicorn looked, her famished and dirty body, sunken eyes, and unkempt mane. “At least they’ll feed Trixie there, right?”

“Trixie…” She glanced up at Twilight, but then back down at the mattress, before giving a shrug. “Perhaps… we can come up with a different solution to your issues. Tell me, do your friends know where you are?” Going by the showmare’s reaction, Twilight knew she had hit the nail right on the head. Horn glowing once more, she released all chains, but replaced them with ones linking the cuffs together. “Follow me.”

Swinging her legs from the bed, Trixie shakily stood and left the room, the harsh clinking of metal upon metal following. She now recognised where she was, and immediately wanted to sit in front of the roaring fire in the Ponyville Library reading area, but Twilight had entered the kitchen. She followed, seeing the mare gesture to a seat. Several minutes later, the table in front of her was piled with food, some cold, and some hot. “It’s okay, I can see you’re hungry.”

Trixie glanced at Twilight, expecting something else, but the lavender coated unicorn just shrugged, picking up a piece of pie and eating it. That was it for Trixie, and she dug in heartily, clearing nearly the entire table on her own. Once full, she sat back with a satisfied sigh, daintily tapping her muzzle with a napkin. “Thank you, Twilight Sparkle. Now, if you would just remove these restraints, Trixie will be on her way.”

“Oh no, you’re not going anywhere.” She tried to summon her magic once more, but it faltered, leaving her perplexed until Twilight placed a mirror in front of her, and she saw a golden ring around her horn. She reached up to take it off, but it just zapped her hand, making her yelp. “We can do this one of two ways. You can either go with the guards in the morning, or you can stay here and make up for your crimes. Your choice, but that is staying on you for the time being.”

“Trixie will stay.”

“Good, I’m glad to hear it. Now, the room you were in is the guest room. You can use it for now. Make no mistake, I will ensure you learn from your sins, thoroughly.”

“Trixie will meet your challenge.” She stood up, and left the kitchen. She could have just left, but her foot hurt still and she wouldn’t walk through town like this. With a defeated sigh she trudged into the spare room and lay down, glad to have a bed to sleep on. Twilight watched her go, then gave out a large groan.

Moving to her study, she grabbed a piece of paper and a quill, sitting at her desk. “Dear Princess Celestia, you’re not going to believe what happened tonight…”

Two days later Trixie was in the lounge of Golden Oaks, grumbling to herself as she replaced the books on the shelves. The ring around her horn remained, but the cuffs had been removed. She couldn’t escape the town, as she had to report to the one guard left behind each day for her rehabilitation. Princess Celestia had arrived the day prior to meet with her, and agreed with Twilight’s judgement; she had a debt to society, and she would pay that in the town she tried to ruin. The door swung open and the unicorn in question walked in, smiling when she saw her ‘assistant’.

“About time you got here, Sparkle. Trixie needs to go out.” Twilight just raised an eyebrow at her and crossed her arms, leaning against the doorframe. Trixie gave a sigh, shaking her head as the last book slid home. “What Tri… I meant was ‘I would like to get some fresh air, if you wouldn’t mind Miss Sparkle’.” Inwardly she seethed, but put a smile on her face anyway, trying to sound genuine.

“Very well, I can’t leave you cooped up in here all day. Come on then, Spike will start dinner when he gets back.” Thankful to leave the musty tomes behind, Trixie almost skipped as she left the building. Her happy mood instantly disappeared at the glares being thrown her way. They had experimented with Trixie going out on her own, but the guard had to intervene before the angry mob got to her. “Come on, we’ll go to Sugarcube Corner.”

Trixie breathed a sigh of relief, the bakery housing the one pony that had forgiven her so far. At least there, she might be able to smile, if only for a few hours.

Over the next two weeks, Twilight began to notice changes around town. Whilst some of the residents still held Trixie with contempt, most had begun to talk to her. She could even walk around on her own now. It took some convincing, but Twilight’s friends soon came around when she told them that Celestia had given the go ahead on her stubborn headed task.

Of course, Twilight blushed profusely when Trixie came back from Carousel Boutique, asking why Rarity said ‘If you don’t stop talking, I will visit Twilight for a gag.’ She managed to deflect the question, and had a word with her fashionista friend about not mentioning the night she came over to the library for something when Twilight was on her own.

Entering her library, Twilight blinked in shock at the sparkling wood. Sure, Spike helped clean up, but she was also sending him off on errands and he spent time with Rarity and others, so they never really deep cleaned the building like it had been. “Trixie?” The mare popped her head out from the kitchen, entering the public area with a glass of water.

“Oh, Miss Sparkle, welcome home. I hope you don’t mind, I’m taking a bit of a break.”

“No… it’s fine. Tell me, what have you been doing all day?”

“Just a bit of this and a bit of that. Oh, and a package arrived for you today. I couldn’t move it without magic, but the delivery stallions placed it in the basement for you. Here is the invoice.” Twilight took the pink piece of paper, checking it over to make sure there were no errors. “If I may, what could you possibly need that is so big?”

“I’ll, um... tell you later.” Twilight turned around to hide her blush, trying to figure out a way to distract her. “Trixie… take the afternoon off.” Hearing the mare gasp told her that it worked, and she walked over to the desk that held her ledger. “Here, take these bits and buy yourself something nice.”

“But… that’s your money.” Twilight turned around and passed her the bag, giving a small smile.

“Even those on probation get paid, and you’ve been working as a library assistant for me. Seeing as I run this library, and get paid by the crown for my studies, you get some of the money for your assistance. Now,” pushing her out of the door, Twilight waved at the town, bright and warm in the summer afternoon, “go have some fun.” Trixie yelped when she felt a hand slap her flank, but the door was closed before she could say anything. With a shrug, she made her way to the town square, and the bakery it held.

Back in the library, Twilight let out a large sigh, then opened the door to her basement. Flicking the lights on, she locked the door behind her and descended the steps, smiling when she saw the large box. Horn glowing, she pulled the wood apart and marveled at what stood before her. Biting her lip she stepped closer, letting her skirt and panties down her legs.

Seeing the cord, she plugged it into the outlet and then jumped on top, gasping as the cold rubber pad pressed against her marehood. Leaning forward, she turned the dial to one, moaning as the structure started to vibrate softly, and brought her hands up, massaging her breasts. Once the stimulation from that level tapered off, she switched it up to level two, her moans now echoing in the basement.

Skipping right to max, she reached over her head and held on to the metal pole, giving a scream a few minutes later as she climaxed, her juices running down the rubber. Shakily leaning forward, she turned it off and climbed down, slipping her panties and skirt back on. She then grabbed some wipes from the side and cleaned her new toy up, leaving the basement.

Trixie had returned, and was in the kitchen preparing dinner when Twilight walked in, looking out of the window to see the sun was now setting. Spike was having a sleepover with the CMC, so it was just the mares that evening, and their meal was consumed in silence. Choosing to retiring to her room, Twilight groaned as she walked up the stairs, stiff from both spending the day checking the town finances for Mayor Mare and her playtime. Once she found herself the privacy of her room, she stripped to her bra and panties, then flopped onto her bed.

She gasped when she felt hands kneading at her shoulders, but then moaned as the stiffness went away. Of course she knew who it was, but there was no way she was going to pass up a free massage. Twilight couldn’t believe Trixie was so good at it, her body relaxing much further than even the Spa Twins could do. “Ha, see, Sparkle? One thing Trixie is better at than you!”

Twilight sat up and glowered at her help, slipping her shirt back on. “I thought we were making progress? Do I have to go see your probation officer?”

“Like Trixie cares. Her task is nearly over, and she can leave this backwater town at last!” Twilight offered no retort, lighting her horn instead. Trixie tried to run for the door, but it slammed shut and she couldn’t open it. She was then lifted from the floor in a lavender aura, and floated towards a length of rope. She couldn’t do anything as her wrists and ankles were bound, expertly and tightly. “W-what are you doing to Trixie?”

“It seems the nice approach won’t work. I can tell you want to change, Trixie, I see it in your eyes every time somepony stops to talk to you because they want to. Do you really want to give that up?”

“...no.”

“Then in the morning, we begin intensive training. I hope you’re ready.”

“Tri… I will meet your challenge! Um… can I be untied now?” Instead of complying with her request, Twilight lowered her to the floor and grabbed another rope, hogtying the mare in place. She squirmed around on the wood, trying to get free, but it was useless without her magic. “Twilight…”

“No, this is your first punishment. You regressed to speaking in the third person, and started bragging. Each and every time you do so, your punishment will get worse. Understand?” Something inside Trixie opened up… the feeling of helplessness, of her control being removed… it wasn’t that she liked it that scared her, it was that she wanted to explore it even more. “Trixie, I asked you a question.”

“Yes… I understand.” Twilight nodded and climbed onto her bed, picking up one of her books, ignoring the frustrated cries of a bound and struggling mare. Soon it changed to pleasured moaning, Twilight smirking to herself as she had found somepony to play with, and she had already admitted to herself that she had a small attraction to Trixie.

Tomorrow would be oh so fun.

After a sleepless night of rolling around trying to get free, Trixie barely moved once Twilight removed the ropes, then stripped her. Feeling cold material on her fur made her snap to attention, glancing down as Twilight slipped a blue latex stocking up her leg. She was still wearing her black bra and panties from the night before, smirking at Trixie. “How does that feel?”

“S-strange, like a second skin.”

“You get used to it; now, other leg.” Trixie let Twilight dress her, the lavender unicorn then sliding up her body. Closing their eyes as their muzzles met, the mares moaned to each other as their crotches ground together. Trixie then let out a shriek as Twilight flicked her nipple, pulling away with a giggle. “Oh… you’ll get used to that as well. Now, arms.”

Trixie let Twilight slide gloves on to her arms, but gasped when she discovered nowhere for her fingers to go. Twilight slid them all the way up to her shoulders, then buckled straps around the wrists to ensure she couldn’t take them off. “Sparkle… please, go easy onpphh!!!”

Buckling the ball tightly in place, Twilight leant back to admire her work, then let a hand drift between Trixie’s thighs, playing at the little bar on the blue furred mare’s clit. Trixie gave out a moan at the stimulation, Twilight then placing both hands on Trixie’s breasts and playing with the piercings there. “Well, this makes things much easier.”

Helping Trixie stand, Twilight led her down to the basement, where her eyes went wide at the contraption in the corner. Appearing behind her with a rubber strip, Twilight wound it around Trixie’s tail to keep it out of the way, then pulled her to the device. “See, this is what you signed for yesterday. Come on, up you get.”

Without her fingers to aid her, Trixie found it difficult, but still managed to, moaning as the cold rubber pad brushed her pussy. Her thighs were fastened to the side with two buckled straps, and Twilight bent her legs at the knees, cuffing her ankles and attaching them to the small bar at the back. Taking Trixie’s arms above her head, Twilight pulled them down as well, then strapped them to the pole, leaving Trixie’s chest exposed.

Grabbing some string, Twilight just smirked as she wrapped it around the nipple piercings, ignoring Trixie’s muffled whimpers. She then used the excess and attached it to her clit piercing as well, making Trixie shriek as she pulled on it. “I thought you said you could meet my challenge?”

A whimper was her only response, so Twilight set the device to one, Trixie moaning almost instantly. Walking behind her, Twilight used a bit more string to bind her big toes together, restricting her movement even more. She teasingly reached around and inserted two fingers into Trixie’s wet cunny, massaging her inner walls. “Don’t go anywhere now, I have to get ready.”

“Whapphh? Sparklphh! SPARKLPPHH!” She was ignored as Twilight ascended the stairs, turning the lights out and closing the door, leaving Trixie in the dark. Her arms and legs strained at the restraints, and her magic was useless, leaving her in a completely helpless position. Her hips began to roll around on the machine, her muffled moans echoing in the darkness, her juices flowing freely. Her mind gave way to instinct, her body giving in soon after, and her head rolled back with a muffled scream, her body shuddering from her intense orgasm.

“Did you just cum without permission?” The lights snapped on, Trixie’s eyes going wide at how Twilight was now dressed. Her stockings were full and her gloves ended at the wrists, the opposite to what Trixie was wearing, and Twilight was also wearing a leotard, all made from purple latex. “Well, at least you are enjoying yourself for now. You may not be doing so later on.”

Twilight sauntered over and straddled the end of the machine, reaching under her to increase the speed. She let the gag loose, but just so it hung around Trixie’s neck, and pressed in for a passionate kiss. Trixie tried to fight back, but in the end Twilight’s tongue won the battle for dominance, Twilight once more fingering the bound mare.

Twilight climbed down and removed her hand from Trixie’s moist love tunnel, sliding it around Trixie’s back. Her other one grabbed the small grey string and pulled it, Trixie’s tongue hanging out, drool dripping down as she moaned happily. “Oh… have I broken you already?”

“W-what? NO! TRIXIE WILL NOT BE DEFEATPHHH!”

“Enough talk.” Buckling the gag up even tighter this time, Twilight pulled the string from Trixie’s piercings taut, tying it through a little hole in the wood. Trixie tried to shift back, but this just pulled on her piercings, sending a pain-pleasure sensation through her body. “Well, I have somewhere to be today, so I shall be back later. Don’t worry, I won’t leave you like this…”

Trixie whimpered as Twilight kissed her around the gag, her eyes slamming shut as the vibrations grew stronger once again. Twilight pulled away with a giggle, leaving Trixie in darkness once more. If this was her ‘punishment’, then she would have to try to take over some more small towns.