A couple of hours later, Twilight descended the stairs and giggled at the softly snoring mare on her couch. Ever so gently, Twilight lifted Trixie’s legs into the air and bound them wide apart over her head, leaving her accessible. With some assistance from Big Mac before he left, Twilight had managed to create something which she could use to reward Trixie if no stallions were available or willing. Slowly lowering her panties, Twilight’s new appendage stood proud and hard from her body, getting firmer as she stared at Trixie’s glistening marehood.

Jostled roughly from her dreams, Trixie let out a muffled scream as she felt a stallion slam into her. She was still sensitive from her time with Mac, and opened her eyes to see who was causing her discomfort, then blinked in surprise, prompting her to look down her body.

“You like? I decided I wanted to reward you personally every now and then. Now, hold still…”

Trixie whimpered quietly as Twilight drew back until only her tip was still inside, then shot in hard, making Trixie moan loudly, repeating the motion over and over and over. Twilight reached for the top of Trixie’s dress and pulled it down, her hands taking hold of the exposed breasts and squeezing them firmly, her fingers then zeroing in on the nipples and pinching them.

Trixie screamed as her back arched, her body shuddering violently as she hit orgasm, Twilight doing the same as Mac and still thrusting as it went on. Once Trixie stopped shaking, Twilight pulled out and unbound the whimpering mare’s legs, then slid her down and spun her around so that she was kneeling on the floor facing the couch, Twilight sitting down so that her crotch was level with Trixie’s mouth.

“Let’s see how good your mouth is.”

Trixie took a few deep breaths as the gag was removed, then looked up to Twilight’s eyes and stuck out her tongue, licking from the tip of Twilight’s shaft to the base, where she then moved further in to discover Twilight’s marehood was still present, so sent her wiggling muscle over that a few times. Twilight began panting and then let out a small moan, and upon deciding enough was enough, roughly grabbed Trixie’s head and forced herself into her mouth.

At first Trixie resisted, but then a dribble of pre cum hit her tongue and she relaxed a little, letting Twilight slide in deeper. She managed to take the whole cock, the tip tickling the back of her throat, but as she couldn’t move much in position, Trixie had to leave control to Twilight, who gladly took it. Holding Trixie’s head firmly, Twilight began to thrust in and out fast, her tongue hanging out as she continued to pant, Trixie sucking hard each time she slid in.

It didn’t take too long for Twilight to reach her climax, pushing in deeper so that her tip was in Trixie’s throat, and the bound mare began to gag, which caused Twilight to release. Trixie swallowed as much as she could, but pulled away and coughed a bit, closing her eyes as Twilight’s cock continued to spurt, sending more stallion cream over Trixie’s muzzle and down her front.

Twilight shakily turned Trixie around and unbound her, then collapsed to the couch with a happy smile whilst her fellow unicorn took quite a few deep breaths then climbed up next to her. They lay basking in the afterglow of their release for around an hour, Trixie letting out a whine as she noticed Twilight’s new member slowly fading out of existence, but the librarian pulled the showmare into a tight embrace. “It was never permanent, Trixie, and I can get it back. You just have to be a good little filly, don’t you?” Twilight asked whilst lightly tapping Trixie’s ass.

“Yes, Miss Sparkle. If I may, I’d like to get a shower now.”

“You know what, so would I.” Another hour saw the two mares washed and once more sharing the same bed, this time naked with the exception of Trixie’s collar, wrapped in each other’s embrace and repeatedly locking lips. Neither mare could say they minded, but soon the rumour mill of Ponyville would have their new relationship spread through the town, and farther, but with a ratio of fourteen mares to one stallion, this sort of thing was not only not frowned upon, but actively encouraged in some communities.

Eventually the pair settle down to rest, Trixie the first to sleep as Twilight stroked her mane gently, then paused suddenly as something she hadn’t considered crossed her mind, the thought whispered into the night. “How am I going to tell Celestia?”

Spike sat at the kitchen table, holding Dinky’s hand in one of his, giving a gentle squeeze trying to calm her down; he could feel her heart racing as she stared at the table. On the other side of the kitchen stood Derpy, her back to them as she cooked dinner. Silence reigned in the house even when the meal was ready and during, and once it was consumed Dinky and Spike took it upon themselves to wash the dishes, Derpy leaving the room.

As soon as the last plate was put away Spike pulled Dinky into a tight embrace, and there they remained for several minutes. They gave each other a nod and walked hand in hand to face the music, stopping at the entrance to the lounge in slight shock.

Derpy was sat on one of the two couches, calmly pointing to the other one, and spread out on the table were several things the young lovers did not expect to see together. Doing as instructed, they sat down and pressed together, Derpy giving a sigh.

“Dinky, I am not upset that you spent the night away. But I stayed here until I fell asleep, waiting for you. What do you have to say for yourself, young mare?”

“I’m sorry, mom. It’s just we got caught in the moment and weren’t thinking clearly because of the…” The teenage filly clamped her mouth shut, looking at the floor as Spike averted his gaze to the bookcase that ran along one of the walls.

“Dinky, were you drinking alcohol last night?”

“...yes.”

“Where?”

“Sweet Apple Acres. We couldn’t help it! We were only going to have one mug, but Applebloom makes amazing cider!”

“That she does.” Dinky looked to Derpy and began to smile, but that was wiped away as her mother continued. “But if I ever find out you’ve been drinking her stuff again… and didn’t bring me any, I won’t be happy. Understand?”

“Yes, mom.” The two mares shared a grin, but Spike couldn’t relax just yet. After all, even though Derpy knew of their relationship, he slept on the couch each time he stayed over and the mare was home. Standing from the couch, the pegasus walked over to the bookcase and searched along, before returning with a large tome, which she set down on the table.

“Now then, I know you are taught about sex in school, but that’s just the biological aspects to it. What they don’t teach you in school is how it feels, the emotions that go with the act.”

Dinky groaned and buried her head into Spike’s shoulder, the drake chuckling as he looked down and saw her cheeks tinged pink. He could hear Derpy still talking, but wasn’t listening to what she was saying, at least until the end.

“...so make sure you always wear a condom. When using one of these,” Derpy picked up a cucumber and a foil packet, but Dinky reached out and took them from her. In the blink of an eye the packet was discarded and the cucumber was covered in an orange hue. Derpy worked her mouth a few times, then closed her eyes and took a deep breath. When she opened them again, Dinky and Spike grew slightly nervous at the calm smile being leveled at them. “I… suppose it could be worse. At least you’re safe, but you’re washing your own sheets from now on.”

Before Derpy could ask any more questions, the front door opened and a pink coated unicorn mare with a two tone purple mane walked in, taking the scene at a glance. She smirked as she moved to the couch and sat next to Derpy, before reaching forward and taking the cucumber from Dinky and picking up another packet.

She took the condom out and rolled it over the tip of the vegetable, then slipped it slowly into her mouth, all the while keeping her eyes locked with Dinky. Three sets of eyes went wide as the unicorn slid the cucumber nearly all the way into her mouth, her throat bulging slightly, and then she pulled it out and giggled.

“And that, little sister, is how to make sure your colt stays well behaved!”

She stood and left the room, leaving the two shocked ponies and one shocked dragon sitting in an even more awkward silence.

The next morning went much the same way as the previous day, but this time Twilight nor Trixie were displeased about being disturbed, instead giggling as Nightlight closed the door on them, but more to hide his bright red face; he had caught Trixie on top of Twilight with no covers over them.

He was silent at breakfast, unable to look at either of them, causing all three mares to giggle. And Twilight certainly didn’t fail to notice Spike’s absence. After agreeing on a time to meet for dinner, Nightlight and Velvet left to continue explore the surrounding countryside, leaving Twilight and Trixie to get on with their day, but this was interrupted by an early morning visitor. While the identity of the visitor wouldn't cause any questions, her unusual timidness certainly would.

“Mornin’ Twi, Trix.”

“Good morning, Applejack. How can we help this morning?” The farm mare’s cheeks went a little pink, and she hid her face under her hat as she shifted from foot to foot, causing Twilight to grow concerned. “Is something wrong? Would you like Trixie to give us some privacy?”

“NO! Ah… Ah was wonderin’... where yer adult section was.” Twilight just blinked as her mind tried to comprehend the request, Trixie simply shrugged and guided Applejack over to the relevant section, pointing out the fiction and non fiction areas, then went to start shelving the returns. Twilight shook herself out of her stupor and went back to her workload, something that wouldn’t take too long, but certainly felt like it; balancing her accounts. “Uh, Twi? I was uh, wonderin’...”

Twilight looked up to see Applejack staring at the floor, a few specialised adult books held in her arms, the librarian raising an eyebrow. Whilst she hadn’t been secret with her personal preferences, she had only told her friends when asked, and then it suddenly clicked as to why Applejack seemed a little out of her comfort zone. Of course, she had expected this soon since Rarity had asked several questions during their latest spa session. “Let me guess, you want to try some of this with Rarity?”

“Uh…. yeah, pretty much.”

“Trixie, please go up to my room and grab the medium blue bag.”

“Of course, Miss Sparkle.” Applejack watched with a small amount of hesitation as Trixie very nearly skipped up the stairs, a large grin on her face.

Rarity copied Trixie’s position, the show mare kneeling on one of the stools in the ‘closed until further notice’ Carousel Boutique, clad in just her underwear. She watched with some slight trepidation as Twilight cuffed Trixie’s wrists and then locked the cuffs together behind her back. Rarity took a deep breath as she felt cuffs buckled fairly tightly around her own wrists, looking over her shoulder as Applejack slipped a padlock through the d-rings and snapped it shut.

“Alright, Twi, what’s next?”

“Now that her hands are out of the way, we need to keep her quiet.”

Trixie obediently opened her mouth as Twilight held up a ballgag, and it was buckled firmly around the blue furred unicorn’s head, who just smiled around the gag happily. “We’ll use one of the starter ones for Rarity. It has holes through it to help with breathing.”

Applejack accepted the offered item, giving it a once over before lifting it in front of Rarity. The fashionista looked at it for a few second, swallowing nervously once before parting her lips and letting Applejack pop it in, chewing experimentally on the rubber as it was buckled in place. She tried to push it back out with her tongue, but it remained firmly in her mouth. She gave a muffled huff then looked to Twilight to see what was next.

“Okay, now we get the ankles together.”

A second set of cuffs were placed around Trixie’s ankles, buckled and then locked. Twilight didn’t stop there, grabbing a length of rope and tying it around Trixie’s shins and thighs, which would keep her kneeling, then a small bit of string was wrapped around Trixie’s big toes and tied off somewhere on the stool. The same was then done to Rarity, who squirmed in her bonds to see if she could get free, but she was only kidding herself; it was the mare best with ropes that had tied her up after all.

“And now, you can do whatever you wish to her.”

Applejack and Rarity turned to watch as Twilight slipped a small vibrator between Trixie’s thighs, the mare giving a small giggle, but that changed to annoyed grunts and whimpers when she realised it wouldn’t be turned on.

“Do whatever Ah want, huh? Ah know jus’ the thing.”

At first Rarity tried to resist, closing her eyes to keep the best ladylike composure she could, but soon enough it was too much. Her eyes flew open and her muffled giggles filled the room, her cheeks pink as she turned to look at Applejack, whose hand was down by Rarity’s feet, controlling the feather running across them. Rarity’s body began to shake as her muffled sounds of mirth got louder, Applejack moving from the feather to her fingers and tickling Rarity’s soles, the unicorn trying to pull her feet away but to no avail.

Whilst the pair were preoccupied, Twilight sat in a chair opposite Trixie with a smug grin, watching as she tried to get her hand in front to turn on the virbrator, but the way her arms were bound prevented her from doing so. Trixie stopped struggling and gave Twilight her best puppy dog eyes, the librarian giving a small sigh before lighting her horn, a soft buzzing coming from between Trixie’s thighs.

Twilight turned her attention to Rarity, who was very red faced and shaking with mirth, softly whimpering once Applejack stopped her fiendish assault. The farm mare went to put a collar around her neck but Rarity kept batting it away with magic, causing Applejack to grab her horn. Rarity’s eyes then went wide as a small ring was placed upon it, her magic sputtering into nothing, leaving her pleadingly looking at Applejack, who just ignored her and buckled the collar tightly around Rarity’s neck.

“You were right, Twi. That ring does make it easier.”

“I’m glad you approve, but did you ask her about doing this first? She looks rather distressed.”

Applejack just stared at Twilight for a moment, then turned towards Rarity and reached for the ring. “Ah’m sorry, sugarcube. Do ya want me to take these off?” Rarity gave a small nod, so Applejack pulled the ring off of her horn, then went to reach for the collar, but Rarity pulled away and shook her head. “Leave the collar?”

Rarity nodded.

“Alright, sugarcube.” Applejack stood back and turned to Twilight. “So, what’s next?”

“A little friendly competition.”

Trixie and Rarity were unbound until only their cuffs remained buckled and locked together, leashes being clipped to their collars. The two mares whimpered as they were forced to bunnyhop after the others into the main showroom, where they were set down on the large display stage. The vibrator that Trixie had was placed between them, Rarity staring at it in confusing whilst Trixie giggled, Applejack turning to Twilight. “Now what?”

“Now we see which one gets rewarded and which one punished.” Trixie immediately began shifting and reaching for the toy, but so did Rarity, not wanting to miss out on any pleasure. It wasn’t enough though, as Trixie got there first, but it seemed the fun was not something Rarity was going to be deprived of after all.

The alabaster unicorn started to moan when Trixie slipped the toy between her thighs, Rarity grinding her crotch against the hard, buzzing shaft. Her legs and arms strained in their bonds, and she could feel her magic building, releasing a small shower of harmless sparks above her head. The vibrator was pushed more firmly against her pussy, Trixie giggling whilst Rarity’s moans got louder, until her entire body went rigid and she let out a muffled scream.

Once Rarity had finished riding her powerful orgasm, Trixie shifted the toy and went to sit on it when a lavender aura surrounded it and it floated away, causing her to frown at Twilight. The lavender unicorn stood up and walked over to the bound mares, Rarity whimpering in delight as her ankles were released. Applejack then followed, rolling Rarity’s panties down whilst Twilight did the same to Trixie, then turned the two mares to face each other.

Their muzzles were forced next to each other as a padlock secured the collars to one another, then they were slowly pushed onto their sides, Rarity protesting whilst Trixie remained quiet.

“Which one do you think, Applejack?”

“Ah like the look o’ this one.”

“That one it is.”

Rarity tired to lift her head up to see what was going on, but Trixie didn’t allow her. The fashionista understood a moment later when she felt something hard slipping into her dripping pussy, doing her best to look down and eyes going wide at what she saw; not only was she locked against Trixie at the neck, now they were connected by a large, two pronged dildo, which forced their crotches together. They were then pulled up so that they were sat on it, sending the shafts deeper. “And now the fun starts. Ten bits says Rarity breaks first.”

Applejack gave a small chuckle, then took two medium gold coins from her pocket and set them next to the ones Twilight had set down on the table. “Yer on, Twi, but Ah reckon mah Rares can go the distance.” Twilight reached her hand under the bound mares, Trixie giving a giggle whilst Rarity whimpered as powerful vibrations started.

Moving to a couch, Twilight and Applejack sat back to watch, Rarity and Trixie now having their eyes squeezed shut and both moaning loudly. Using her magic, Twilight turned the vibrations up a bit more, causing Rarity the throw her head back with a loud scream, her body tensing and then shuddering violently. “‘Go the distance’ huh?” She turned to look at Applejack, a grin coming over her face.

The farm mare was biting her lip and had her legs slammed together, sitting on her hands as she stared at Rarity and Trixie. She gasped in surprise as Twilight suddenly jumped into her lap, then pressed into a rough kiss, pulling away after a few moments with a giggle. “T-T-Twi?”

“You looked like you wanted some attention. Now, just relax.” Twilight slowly slid herself down Applejack’s body until her muzzle was level with her thighs, Applejack slowly rolling the bottom of her dress up. “I assume this was part of the deal? You wear the dress and Rarity gets played with?” Applejack just nodded slowly as Twilight ran her finger under the hem of the farm mare’s panties, then slowly tugged them down.

Over on the stand, Rarity was panting away, doing her best not to give in to the pleasure again, whilst Trixie stared at Twilight. She knew that whatever relationship they entered would be very open, but still couldn’t help feeling jealous; she should be getting the attention, not Applejack. On the other hand, it was very hot watching Twilight turn another pony to putty whilst Trixie couldn’t do a thing about it, and she hit her release when Twilight buried her muzzle between Applejack’s thighs.

Applejack let her head roll back to the headrest as she panted away, Twilight lifting her legs over her shoulders for better access. Just when Applejack thought it couldn’t get better than the very experienced tongue working away at her, Twilight’s hands continued to move the dress until Applejack’s heaving chest was exposed, Twilight taking a very good handful of each breast and firmly massaging them. Between the orange furred legs, Twilight was still going slow. Her ears twitched at every moan, no matter the mare it came from, as she continued to swirl her tongue around Applejack’s pussy, never slipping in more than half an inch.

She knew that it would be driving the earth pony crazy, teasing her in such a way, but the high pitched squeaks Applejack let out every now and then kept her going. Without warning, Twilight plunged her wiggling muscle into Applejack’s depths, the farm mare going rigid as her eyes shot wide open, her inner walls attempting to clamp down on the invader right away.

Trixie began to giggle at Applejack’s reaction, having been on the receiving end of such oral treatment a few times herself. It didn’t take long for Trixie’s ears to shoot up as Applejack let out a very, very loud scream, her body still shaking on the couch as Twilight stood and walked towards the stage. “Well, it’s a shame to cut playtime short, but we have somewhere to be.”

First to be unbound was Rarity, who lay still and panted away, then Trixie, who stood up as if nothing had happened. Rarity allowed Trixie the use of her shower, and several minutes later she was washed and dressed, slipping her arm into Twilight’s as they waved goodbye.

Slowly crawling her way to the couch, Rarity smirked as she looked at the satisfied form of Applejack. Floating the cuffs and a gag over, she quickly had Applejack secured and then gagged after rubbing the ball around her nethers.

“And now, for agreeing to that bet, punishment.”

Applejack finally opened her eyes, giving a muffled scream as she saw the crop that had made its way into Rarity’s hand.

Having arrived early, Twilight and Trixie procured a booth table and ordered some drinks, sat with their backs to the door. Trixie was dozing lightly with her head on Twilight’ shoulder, whilst the librarian ran a hand through her mane.

Her hand brushed Trixie’s horn, Twilight gasping as she felt metal against her fingers. Looking down, her eyes focused on the gold band with four evenly spaced gems, and Twilight faced a moral dilemma. Having experienced life without a horn, albeit for a short time, she felt sympathy for her fellow unicorn without magic, but Celestia was adamant that the magic blocking device would remain in place until she felt it was safe. Her internal struggle was put to rest for now as the door to the restaurant opened and her parents walked in along with two other ponies.

Trixie found herself rudely awoken as Twilight jumped up from the bench, the white maned unicorn barely having time to react as she fell sideways towards where her warm pillow used to be. Pushing herself up, Trixie brushed the part of her mane that had fallen into her face out of the way and looked to where Twilight was stood. Taking a sip of her drink, Trixie watched as Twilight embraced the two newcomers with a happy smile, and pointed her parents towards the table.

Nightlight and Twilight Velvet greeted Trixie with a smile as they slid into the booth opposite her, drinks already in hand. She sat patiently as Twilight conversed with the other two, Trixie noting that the pink mare was an alicorn, the stallion a unicorn.

Twilight happily skipped over and grabbed hold of Trixie’s arm, pulling her over to the bar where the mare and stallion were ordering their drinks. Dropping her grip as they stood in front of the pair, Twilight decided to hold Trixie’s hand, flashing her a smile before turning to address the other ponies.

“Cadance, Shiny, this is Trixie… my marefriend.”

Twilight felt Trixie’s grip harden as the two ponies turned and looked her over, the stallion with a raised eyebrow and the mare with a smirk. Trixie couldn’t help but look over them as well, her gaze first and foremost going to their horn rings, a quick glance to their fingers showing rings there as well.

Trixie wasn’t prepared for the alicorn to suddenly pull her into a tight hug, which she slowly returned, and felt another pair of arms wrap around her. Turning her head slightly, Trixie pleaded to Twilight with her eyes for help, but the lavender unicorn just giggled and pulled the stallion away, leaving Trixie with the alicorn.

Taking a seat at the bar, the pink furred mare tapped the stool next to and waited for Trixie to sit down. Taking a deep breath, she did as asked, glancing over at Twilight, smiling as she chatted and joked with her parents and the stallion.

“That’s Shining Armour, Twily’s brother and my husband.” Trixie turned to the alicorn, who still had that smirk plastered on her face. “And I am Princess Mi Amore Cadenza… but you can call me Cadance.” Cadance took a sip of her drink, keeping her eyes locked with Trixie, then set her glass down on the side. “I’m the princess of love, so don’t even deny it. You love her, don’t you?”

Trixie cast her gaze down to the bar top, her hands clenching as she closed her eyes. “...yes, yes I do.”

“And you haven’t told her yet.”

Trixie shook her head.

“You know, I know all about you. More than what most ponies do, and I can tell you without doubt, you are more like Twilight in this regard than you think.”

That made Trixie sit up straight and turn toward Twilight, who was staring back at her with a faint blush, whilst her brother spoke to her. Trixie giggled as Twilight’s face got progressively redder, turning away before it got too much to take, hoping that conversation with the alicorn would be a bit more normal. Alas, it was not meant to be.

“So tell me, knowing my little sister’s tastes, have you been on top yet?” Cadance gave Trixie a wink, but the slight slumping of her shoulders said everything she needed to know. “I see… why?” Cadance’s eyes went wide as Trixie brushed part of her mane out of the way to reveal the gold band around the base of her horn. “I… I’m sorry. I didn’t know Celestia was still using those.”

“It’s… it’s okay. I made mistakes, and now I’m paying for them. I… just wish I knew how long for.”

“Come on, let’s join the group.” Taking Trixie’s hand, Candace led her back to the booth, shoving her against Twilight and sitting on her other side, making sure she couldn’t get up. The waiter came over and took their orders, then left them to talk once more.

Conversation ranged from the latest fashion in the Crystal Empire to when Shining and Cadance were going to provide Nightlight and Velvet with a grandfoal, and every embarrassing subject in between, even during the meal.

Trixie was curious as to what Cadance said to Twilight when they went up for one round of drinks, but they remained silent as they returned to the table, Twilight averting her eyes every time Trixie looked at her. Having already booked a room at the same inn as Nightlight and Velvet, Cadance and Shining decided they were going to stay in the bar a bit longer, whilst the elder unicorns headed off for rest.

Twilight was silent throughout the walk back to the library, Trixie noting at one point Twilight had her horn glowing, but she chose not to ask. Stepping into the tree, Twilight switched the light on and moved to the couch, patting the spot next to her.

Slightly wary about Twilight’s unusual mannerisms, Trixie walked over and sat down, about to ask Twilight what was going on when her mouth was covered by Twilight’s hand. She kept quiet as Twilight moved to her neck, undoing the scarf that hid Trixie’s collar, then reaching around to unbuckle it.

Trixie’s eyes went wide when Twilight slid from the couch and knelt in front of Trixie, a gold ring and a second collar floating through the air. The ring hovered over the end of Twilight’s horn, the librarian looking to her assistant with a smile, and then the magic cut out.

Trixie tried to stop the ring from falling, but her fingers were given a small jolt of electricity, and she watched as the lavender glow on Twilight’s horn faded, a few sparks coming from the tip. Twilight then stripped to her underwear, and placed the collar in Trixie’s lap. Trixie was not prepared to hear the next words Twilight spoke.

“My body is yours to do with as you please… mistress.”

Author's Note