The Conquering Of Pride

by Lucky424

Rating: mature
Tags: Sex, Twilight Sparkle, Anthro, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Alternate Universe, Romance, Trixie
Length: 24831

After her humiliating defeat, Trixie tried to go back to her travelling show. No town would have her, so now she just wanders, with no direction. Until she gains a new master.

All her life, Trixie was her own master. Going from town to town, showing her craft and being praised. All that changed with her visit to Ponyville and even more so with her humiliating defeat later on. Master in her own mind, but a last of scum for others, she wanders the land with no goal and purpose. Until she is forced to give up her freedom and accept a new master over her. But maybe that isn't such a bad turn of events.

Once more edited by the brilliant Corwin Freiss.

Published 2014-03-15 21:50:18 UTC
Last updated 2015-03-17 23:54:35 UTC

Chapter 01

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.

Chapter 02

Chest heaving as she panted around the gag, Trixie had lost count of how many times she had cum, nor had any idea of how much time had actually passed. Her arms ached from the position in which they were held, her jaw was sore, and her nethers were burning. Thankfully, the machine had shut itself off after a while, most likely to prevent it from burning out. “Twiligpphh?”

Once more her plea went unanswered, much as it had been all morning, her body completely exhausted. The light suddenly flicked on, Trixie turning her exhausted eyes to the stairs. “Twilight, are you down there?” Trixie could only whimper softly, hoping to get the attention of the soft speaking mare at the top of the stairs, if only for some loosening to the restraints. “Hello? Is somepony down there?”

Upon hearing footsteps on the wood, Trixie felt a wave of relief wash over her when the petite form of Fluttershy drifted into view, the pegasus giving a startled shriek as she saw the bound and exhausted unicorn mare. “Oh, Twilight, I’ve told you not to leave them all morning. This won’t do, this won’t do at all.” Walking over, Fluttershy unbound Trixie to the point where just her gloves and gag remained, and the unicorn glanced over her shoulder to see Fluttershy had stopped. “Oh, I’m not letting you out. Twilight must have had a reason to do this.”

Trixie thought the mare was betraying that statement as she began to slip the gloves down, but then saw the length of rope that Fluttershy was holding. Once her upper arms were free, the pegasus wasted no time in wrapping the rope around Trixie’s elbows, pulling her arms close behind her back and tying it off, making the unicorn give a muffled groan. “Oh dear, you’re covered in sweat. Come, let’s sort this out.”

Fluttershy removed the gloves fully, followed by the stockings, and slipped a finger around the string attached to Trixie’s piercings, forcing her to follow as she walked away. Once up in the main room, Trixie whimpered when she saw it had gone past lunch time, meaning she had been in the basement for a good five hours, and really felt it when her stomach grumbled, but Fluttershy just let out a small giggle. “Oh, we’ll sort that out, but not until you’re clean.”

Leading Trixie upstairs, Fluttershy took her into the bathroom, where she used another piece of rope to tie the one around Trixie’s elbows to a pipe running above, then stepped back. All Tirixe could do was whimper happily as the warm downpour started, the soothing flow bringing life back into her limbs once more as she closed her eyes. “Now don’t go anywhere,” the pegasus giggled, “I’ll be right back.”

It was a several minutes later when she opened them, having felt hands running over her fur, to find Fluttershy in just her underwear in the shower as well, a bottle of shower gel held in her mouth. The pegasus then began rubbing it into the unicorn’s fur, whose eyes closed once more at the gentle touch. Too soon the shower ended; Fluttershy helped Trixie out and into the spare room, then rubbed her down with a towel. Reaching her hand up, Fluttershy unbuckled the gag, Trixie taking a deep gasp of breath as she worked her sore jaw, then looked happily at the pegasus. “Oh, thank y…”

“Ah, no talking!” Trixie let out a yelp as she felt a hand firmly slap her ass, and she bit her lip as the drying continued, at which point her arms were finally released from their bonds and the kind pegasus removed the string from her piercings at last. Looking to the side, she spotted a plate piled with food and a large glass of water, then back to Fluttershy. The pegasus had barely nodded when the unicorn shot forward, eagerly sating her hunger, so she walked towards the closet. “Now then, what should we go with?”

Trixie ignored the question as she gulped down the drink, bringing relief to her parched throat and turned to thank Fluttershy. Instead, her eyes went wide at the outfit now laid out on the side; but she had to admit, there was a certain allure to wearing such items. Having noticed Trixie had finished eating, Fluttershy grabbed the unicorn’s hand and pulled her over, standing her in front of a large mirror. “Arms up, please.”

Doing as instructed, Trixie just watched in silence as a black corset was slid over her chest, rigid cups to hide her breasts, and it was pulled taught at her back. “Breath out.” Once her stomach was naturally flat, Trixie felt the laces at the back being pulled even tighter as Fluttershy started to tie them up. Even though she could do the rest without assistance, having another forcibly dress her was another power play that Trixie willingly gave into as Fluttershy crouched down and lifted Trixie’s legs one at a time, then stood back up.

Trixie felt a piece of fabric following, then glanced down to see a small back patch over her nethers, with almost a string wrapping around her waist and under her tail, where it met the one running through her crotch. Following the arm on her shoulder gently pulling her back, Trixie sat on the edge of the bed as Fluttershy slowly rolled stockings up her legs, followed by sticking a pair of black, six inch heels on her feet. Standing up, Trixie wobbled a moment before regaining her balance, then crouched down as Fluttershy slipped a choker around her neck, slipped on a pair of opera gloves onto Trixie’s arms, then motioned towards the mirror.

Trixie was stunned. Reflecting back at her was a mare whose muzzle showed clear amazement that she could look so good with so little on, and she went to run her hands over her body, but was stopped as Fluttershy grabbed her arms. “Oh no, I said I wasn’t releasing you, and I meant it!” With dexterity expected of most pegasi, but not the one currently in the library, Trixie’s wrists were tied tightly behind her back, and she was about to either protest or plead when a gag was once more shoved into her muzzle.

This one was different, Trixie could feel a metal ring behind her teeth, but she could move her tongue unlike with the ballgag, and she let out a small whimper as Fluttershy used another rope to secure her elbows once more. Turning around, Trixie saw that the pegasus had gathered more ropes when she was looking in the mirror, and Fluttershy grabbed a longer one before stepping behind the unicorn. Wrapping it under her breasts and arms, Fluttershy threaded it around twice before pulling it between itself, then sent it to Trixie’s chest once more, above her breasts this time.

Trixie continued to watch, curious as to how this quiet, shy, reserved mare knew how to tie her up so securely, yet in such way that the ropes were not hurting. She gave a small moan as the ropes around her chest were pulled tight. Then Fluttershy pulled it over her shoulder, looped it intricately around all the ropes over her cleavage then over Trixie’s other shoulder. Pulling it tight caused the ropes around Trixie’s chest to compress together over her cleavage, and Fluttershy tied it off at the back, where Trixie could feel more hanging down. “Now, as you’ve been a good filly, I think you should get a reward as well.”

As she glanced down to see what Fluttershy was strapping to her waist, Trixie began drooling, covering her breasts in an unstoppable torrent of saliva. Stepping in front of Trixie, Fluttershy reached between her legs and pulled the rope through, then firmly upwards, Trixie’s eyes shooting wide. Fluttershy ignored this as she wrapped it round Trixie’s waist, tying it tightly off at the front. Stepping back, Fluttershy held up a small pink box with a long cable, clicking a switch, Trixie moaning as she felt small vibrations against her sensitive pussy, the toy held tightly in place by the taut rope. “Come on then, don’t keep me waiting.”

Walking towards the bed, Fluttershy pulled the control and Trixie with her, before she sat down on the edge of the mattress, then slid a hand down and pushed her pink panties to her ankles, kicking them away and tugging Trixie closer as she spread her legs. “Well?” Trixie gave Fluttershy a confused stare, and the pegasus just rolled her eyes as she sat up and grabbed Trixie’s horn. “Tongue, now.”

Being pulled forward as Fluttershy fell back led to Trixie burying her muzzle between the butter yellow thighs, still damp from joining Trixie in the shower, where the scent of arousal hit her nose, and she slipped her tongue out slowly, then groaned as the sweet nectar of the mare graced her taste buds. Now knowing what was expected of her, Trixie leaned further in so that her lips were pressed against Fluttershy’s lower set, her tongue slipping into the moist entrance and swirling around the walls.

On the mattress, Fluttershy was beginning to pant heavily, not having had attention from anypony else for awhile, her cheeks flushed as she ran a hand through Trixie’s mane, both to have something else to focus on and to keep the unicorn in place. Soon small, adorable moans sounded from her throat as Trixie somehow pushed her tongue deeper, sending shivers up the pegasus’ spine. In reward for her efforts, Trixie moaned happily as the vibrations increased against her crotch, and she pulled the rope keeping it there in place.

Her ears flicked as a sudden noise distracted her, and she pulled away from Fluttershy, who sat up as Trixie turned to face to door. At first they thought it was a customer, as they could hear them walking around the main floor, but then came the footsteps on the stairs. The door had been left open, allowing a rather agitated Twilight Sparkle to look into the room, but her expression soon changed when she saw the mare breathing heavily on the bed and the state she was in. “Fluttershy, why didn’t you say anything?”

“I… was… afraid… you’d say… no.” Calming down a little, Twilight walked over and glanced at Trixie, who averted her gaze to the floor. Tilting her muzzle back up, Twilight pressed into a deep kiss, sending her tongue through the ring and forcing Trixie’s to move out of the way, the librarian giving a happy hum when she pulled away. “I’m… sorry, Twilight. I’ll just… go.”

“No, Fluttershy, if you need release, I’m sure Trixie will be glad to help. Won’t you?” Looking up, the former showmare saw Twilight now had a crop in her hand, and brushed it over Trixie’s muzzle. “Look at her and tell me you want to help her.” She did as instructed, letting her gaze roam over the form of the panting pegasus, then back to Twilight.

“I waphh topp helpphh herpph, Miphh Sparphhlepphh.” Twilight nodded, pushing Trixie back into position, and the mare returned her tongue to its duties. Her vision was removed as Twilight slipped a blindfold over Trixie’s eyes, then the bound mare let out a yelp as the crop slammed against her ass, followed by a whimper.

“No noise, or it’ll get harder.” Trixie did her best, remained with her tongue at work as Twilight’s crop stung her cheeks more times than she could count, and she was beginning to enjoy it when the thrashes stopped. “What do you think, Fluttershy, should we change her gag?”

“Oh… my. It’s, um… big.”

“I have smaller if you want me to chan…”

“No… I’ll, um... take it.” Trixie took the chance to gasp for breath as she was pulled up, internally joyful as she felt the buckle of the gag become undone, but as before it was replaced. This time, along with a larger ball, it was accompanied by straps that kept her muzzle tightly shut, as well as making her head drop from a large weight on the end. “Trixie… move… forward.” She did as Fluttershy instructed, but felt resistance much earlier than before. Whatever was on the other end of the gag was moved around, and the unicorn found herself shift again.

It wasn’t until she felt the fur on her nose that she knew what she was now wearing, drawing her head back a little and thrusting it forwards, earning a rather loud moan from the pegasus that encouraged Trixie to keep doing it, thrusting the dildo on the end of her gag in and out of Fluttershy. She was well aware that whilst doing this Twilight has undone the rope from her waist, removed both the vibrator and her thong, and was now doing something behind her.

It wasn’t until she felt something cold and hard press against her own dripping pussy that she knew what was going on, giving a very muffled moan as Twilight pushed deeper, until the fur of Trixie’s crotch met with her own. Outside of the blindfold, Twilight reached up to take Fluttershy’s hand and pulled her into a sitting position, their lips meeting in a passionate kiss as they moaned into each other’s mouth. Twilight slowly shifting her crotch back and forth from Trixie’s.

Only once the two free mares pulled away, panting for breath, did Twilight increase her thrusts, the strap on buried deep in Trixie now shifting further in and out, the librarian smirking as her assistant’s body shuddered from the pleasure. With every fast and powerful thrust Twilight made, Trixie was forced back and forth harder against Fluttershy, whose screams of passion would rival that of a young newlywed couple on the first night of their honeymoon. Trixie herself was near the same level, but her sounds of arousal were doubly muffled, and even with the blindfold her eyes were still scrunched shut.

She gave a small whimper when she felt Twilight pull out, not having reached her release, which turned into a muffled scream when the now lubed up shaft pressed against a much tighter hole, the tip pressing in. “Don’t resist me now, it’ll hurt otherwise.” Otherwise? It’s hurting now… but I like it! In order to show how obedient she was being, Trixie spread her legs wide, giving Twilight the access she needed to enter. “That’s a good filly. Don’t worry, I haven’t forgotten about this down here.”

The pleasure that had been removed from her pussy returned as she felt fingers easing their way in, and then felt pressure on her clit. Taking a few moments to let Trixie get used to the shaft deep within her ass, Twilight leaned forward and took one of the bound mare’s ears in her teeth, giving a gentle nibble and causing Trixie to let out a happy moan. She then started to shift back and forth, Twilight ensuring to keep her fingers working at Trixie’s dripping love tunnel as she rammed into her ass.

Twilight smirked when she looked at Trixie’s arms, seeing the limbs straining at the bonds holding, as her hands clenched and unclenched rapidly, before her fingers shot out wide as a muffled scream of passion echoed from between Fluttershy’s thighs, Twilight pulling her hand away to find it now soaked by Trixie’s freely flowing juices. The bound mare gave a whimper as she was pulled from the pegasus, blinking rapidly as the blindfold was removed and light flooded her eyes, Trixie looked up to find a furious Twilight returning her gaze. “You dare finish before our guest?”

All that escaped the mare was a muffled whimper as she tried to apologise, but the librarian just turned away, Trixie watching as she slid open a drawer and rummaged around in it. Whatever dangled from the lavender mare’s hand did not look too inviting, so Trixie tried to move back in, but with her gaze centred in one place she hadn’t noticed Fluttershy had moved, the pegasus pressing her hands down on the unicorn’s shoulders to keep them in place. Trixie gave a small groan as Twilight pulled the cups to reveal Trixie’s breasts, the showmare watching with wide eyes as the first metal jaw closed above and below her nipple, squeezing the nub tightly, and then Twilight clamped the other teat.

Trixie panted as a new pain ran through her body, panting heavily as Twilight hooked a finger around the chain connecting the clamps and gave it a tug, increasing the grip as she pulled them further away. Twilight then let the chain drop, Trixie giving a whimper as Fluttershy laid back on the bed and spread her legs. “Well? My guest isn’t satisfied. Get to it!” Trixie immediately moved over, and now she could see what she was doing, easily slid the dildo back into Fluttershy’s glistening honey pot. The unicorn eagerly shifted her head back and forth, but she still gave a muffled yelp as the crop once more struck her ass cheeks, much harder this time. Trixie kept her noises to a minimum though, remembering Twilight’s earlier instruction.

Her ears twitched as Fluttershy’s moans grew to quiet screams, the pegasus’ legs moving closer around Trixie’s head, making it hard to move, and the thrashes continued. The sounds of arousal grew louder, Fluttershy suddenly grabbing Trixie’s mane and forcing her head as deep as possible, letting out a loud scream of passion as her thighs squeezed Trixie’s head. After a few moments the pegasus fell to the mattress with an airy sigh, Trixie being released from the surprisingly strong legs, but she wasn’t allowed much respite as Twilight pulled her to her feet. “I’ll be downstairs when you’re ready, Fluttershy. And you,” Trixie briefly glanced at Twilight, then to the floor after seeing the librarian still looked angry. “I don’t think there’ll be much more today. Time to get back to work, but you’ll remain wearing that outfit. Understood?”

Trixie gave a nod, Twilight stepping closer and putting a hand behind Trixie’s head, unbuckling the gag, the mare taking a deep breath before her mouth became occupied by Twilight’s, who happily hummed as her tongue slipped in. Trixie desperately wanted to return the embrace being given her, but could barely move her arms. She gave a small whimper as Twilight pulled away and left the room, then felt hands at her wrists, glancing over her shoulder to see Fluttershy behind her, and the pegasus began to untie the unicorn. Several minutes later and three pieces of rope were on the floor, Trixie slowly reaching to her breasts, taking a deep breath as she eased the pressure on her nipples, letting out a loud groan as the clamps came off, dropping them to the floor and rubbing the sensitive areas.

As she left the room, Trixie was grateful to see a skirt and blouse on the railings, quickly slipping into them and holding on to the bannister as she made her way down the stairs, followed by wobbly walking towards the kitchen, where she could hear stuff being moved around. Glad she had found Twilight, Trixie stepped towards the table and took a seat. “Miss Sparkle, might I make a request?” Twilight turned from the cabinet she was busy with, looking at Trixie with a raised eyebrow then gave her a nod. “Could I… possibly remove these shoes? They are a little too much.”

“Yes, I can see that. Very well, you may go change them.” Standing back up, Trixie made her way slowly back upstairs, stepping into her room and opening her closet. Rarity had generously made her several outfits, as well as matching shoes, and Trixie slipped her current pair off before crouching down to her collection. Choosing a similar style, but with half the height, Trixie now found it easier to move around, heading back to the main floor, walking over to the book returns as Twilight walked out of the kitchen. “I shall be busy with studying this afternoon, Trixie, so once you are done, you are free to finish.

“Thank you, Miss Sparkle.” Even after what she had just been through, Trixie hummed happily as she began to return the tomes to their respective places, something she had actually began to enjoy. Even though he was Twilight’s number one assistant, Trixie knew Spike, the young teenage dragon, was grateful for the help she provided, letting him take the time to go explore his adolescence. Both mares ignored the door as it swung open, only turning as something thudded to the floor, to find Spike staring dumbly at Trixie as a small statue near the entrance rolled around on the floor. Even with how brash as she usually was, Trixie couldn’t help but turn away from the dragon with a blush on her cheeks, which only intensified when he spoke.

“Damn… those legs.” He turned around to find Twilight sitting in one of the alcoves, having cleared her throat to get his attention, and was now glaring at him. She had caught the drake staring at Trixie quite a few times, and she couldn’t mistake what he must have been thinking; he was at that age, after all, where he was ruled more by hormones than thought, more so as he approached sixteen, even though he had good control. “Oh... hey, Twilight.”

Quickly bending down, Spike picked the statue up and put in back on the table, closing the door behind him. He then quickly made his way upstairs, the two mares sharing a small giggle at his rosen cheeks as he passed, but he stopped when he glanced into the spare room. Fluttershy was still on the bed, chest heaving as she still rested from her encounter with the showmare, and the dragon then noticed the other items strewn around the floor.

.Knowing Twilight’s preferences, he easily worked out what had transpired, picking up the gag and giving a sniff of the juices coating the dildo on the end, then obeying his body’s commands to lick the arousing scent, giving a quiet groan as the sweet taste graced his tongue. Fluttershy began to stir, so he quickly dropped the gag and left the room, slamming his door shut. His pants were now tight at the crotch, so he slowly stepped forward and lifted his mattress up, grabbing the small pile of photos he had stashed there.

Having ‘borrowed’ one of Twilight’s magazines where she ordered stuff, Spike and his marefriend had purchased some things for themselves after combining their bits together, even if neither Twilight nor Derpy would approve; the photo he had selected held the form of his marefriend staring back at him from her bed, eyes sparkling with arousal, wearing only light blue stockings and suspenders. He knew Dinky would be poking her tongue out at him were it not for the bright pink ballgag, the black strap running around her head and clashing light violet coat. Her arms were locked in cuffs behind her back, whilst her legs were spread wide by a long metal bar, her marehood on full display.

Closing his eyes, Spike imagined joining her, letting his hands move on their own accord as if they belonged to the pretty, young, and supple unicorn mare.

Author's Note

Now that is a magician that I wouldn't mind being the assistant to!

Also, as some of you may be expecting a certain fetish to appear in this one, and it might, but for now... The Perfect Specimen by Whitestrake
Go read about Twilight's attempts, and solutions, to the problem of the ratio of mares to stallions.

Chapter 03

Running her hands over her legs, Trixie let out a soft moan from her own touch, heightening her arousal slightly. It had been several days since her encounter with Fluttershy, and each evening she had found herself restrained and sexually tortured to the point of exhaustion, Twilight having to carry her to bed on the first night. Although she had predominantly been a rather dominant mare, Trixie had found herself liking the freedom and power she had being removed from her, her body at the sole whims of Twilight Sparkle.

Looking upon the mirror one last time, Trixie gave a nod and collected her clothes from where they sat on the changing room’s small bench, as the mare on the other side waited patiently. “Everything alright in there, darling?” This was the third outfit that Rarity had made, different from the others in that the suspenders for her white stockings were attached to the white corset, which lacked cups to cover her breasts. The fashionista was eager to try out a new range, one that fit Trixie’s purposes as well, and Trixie happily modelled it, but would have to get Twilight’s permission for the photographs to be used. All without panties, on Twilight’s orders. “Trixie?”

“Everything is fine, Miss Rarity, thank you. I still wish you’d let me pay for these clothes. Beauty like this should not be for free.”

“I will hear nothing of it! You have done me a favour, and thus get a reward for the fruits of your labour. Now then, do you remember what I taught you?” Another thing Rarity had been doing was teaching Trixie to walk in her high heels; the mare now known around the town as a secondary library assistant had spotted the alabaster unicorn walking through town in similar shoes with ease, and had thus made her request.

Pushing the changing room curtain aside, Trixie confidently strode out in the aforementioned shoes, barely wobbling and almost floating across the floor. Both mares shared a giggle, before the clock chiming reminded them of the time, Trixie gathering the bags and thanking Rarity for her assistance in the matter, leaving behind Carousel Boutique as she headed home. She didn’t stop to greet other ponies, merely returning their smiles as the sun drifted towards the horizon, the town library coming into view.

Stepping through the door, Trixie gasped when she saw Twilight sat facing the entrance with a cup in her hands, and the way she was dressed. A dark burgundy corset made her ample chest seem bigger, her stocking clad legs crossed over and hiding her crotch, a pair of heels on her feet. Twilight’s mane had been put up into a sort of bun and, coupled with the light that Trixie now noticed was being provided by several candles, made the mare all the more intimidating, not to mention how calm she was as she took a dainty sip of her drink, then set the cup on the coffee table, placing her hands on her knees. “You’re late.”

“Apologies, Miss Sparkle. I was assisting Miss Rarity with a few things.”

“Really? Show me, now.” Putting her bags down and closing the door behind her, Trixie quickly slipped out of her skirt and blouse, revealing one of the sets of Rarity’s new fashion line. “Well? Model it for me, and be sexy.” Trixie took a deep breath and then placed one foot in front of the other, letting her hips move up and down as she calmly walked forward, stopping a few meters from Twilight before turning around, bending over at the waist. The librarian’s eyes started at the floor, going up Trixie’s legs and to her body as the blue furred unicorn stood back up, then turned to face Twilight once more and stood with one hip lower than the other, hand resting on her side as her other arm hung limply towards the floor. “Amazing.”

Trixie’s eyes locked on to Twilight’s almost two sizes too small panties when the librarian stood up and moved closer to Trixie. The lavender unicorn made Trixie shudder as she circled her and ran a finger over the exposed fur, before stepping in front of Trixie, so close their muzzles were almost touching. The lightest gasp for breath escaped Trixie’s mouth as several of Twilight’s fingers entered her seemingly constantly eager pussy. “You little slut, you’re liking this, aren’t you? You like it when I take your body and do what I want with it, don’t you?”

Trixie’s mind was thrown into a tug of war as to how to answer. Some of her prideful and resistant nature remained, fighting against the arousal that was coursing through her body, and she closed her eyes as Twilight pressed into a passionate kiss, Trixie letting the librarian’s tongue in with no resistance at all. She took a deep breath when Twilight pulled away, and opened her eyes to see Twilight was awaiting an answer, one that Trixie now knew, and wouldn’t have it any other way. “Yes, Miss Sparkle.”

“Well, I was hoping your mind wouldn’t be so easy to break, but now it is your body. Turn around, slut.” Trixie did as told, being called a derogatory term such as that making her shiver slightly, even as Twilight roughly pulled her arms behind her back, slipping something over them. Trixie glanced over her shoulder to see a single sleeve wrapped around her limbs, Twilight taking the two straps and crossing them over Trixie’s chest, then buckling them back up at the back. Trixie gave a small whimper as more straps secured the item around her wrists and elbows. Feeling her legs moving, Trixie looked down to see a long metal bar on the floor, with cuffs on each end which were then locked around her ankles. “Now, model for me again, my little whore.”

Taking a shaky step forward, Trixie fought to retain her balance, now more difficult with the wide stance forced upon her, but she made it a few meters before she turned to face Twilight, bending forward once more. She didn’t expect Twilight to be standing right in front of her, hand held at Trixie’s muzzle with a ballgag, but she still opened her mouth and bit down on the rubber, letting Twilight buckle it tightly up behind her head. “Oh dear, my little fuckmare looks a little stuck. How ever will she move around the library now? Come, bitch.”

It was like a whole new Twilight had taken over, her focus seemingly on humiliating Trixie in any way possible. The bound mare swallowed just as Twilight buckled a collar around her neck, attaching a lead to the ring at the front. Trixie was then led towards the stairs, trying to work out how she was going to get up them, but they went past, the mare now noticing the door underneath for the first time. Upon entering the new room, Trixie’s eyes went wide at the various equipment spaced evenly apart. Trixie now knew where Twilight's neverending supply of gags originated, as the back wall was covered with them along with various restraints, but she wasn’t given time to look as Twilight tugged her towards one nasty, but arousing, looking contraption.

Even though it seemed like her body had given in and her lust had won, Trixie still gave a muffled groan and tried to step back, but with the lead pulling her neck down, she had to move where Twilight wanted her to in order to remain upright. “What’s the matter? Don’t you think you’ll enjoy yourself here? By the time I come back, I think you’ll be begging for more, wanting that delicious cunt of yours to take something bigger!” Now she saw the machine up close, Trixie felt her lust take over once more, letting Twilight move her into position.

A single thick pole stood in one corner, with a couple of rubber pads a few feet from the floor, which Trixie was sat upon with her exposed marehood easily accessible. Twilight grabbed a rubber strap and placed it under Trixie’s breasts, buckling it around her and the pole tightly, then removed the bar from the cuffs and bent Trixie’s legs under the supports, the d rings on the cuffs being clipped in place. Trixie watched as Twilight stepped away to a lectern, where several controls were housed, and she followed the wires up to the ceiling and across to where she was sat, a thick black one coming down.

With both pleading and excited eyes, Trixie whimpered something incoherent, drool dripping from the bottom of her gag to her breasts. “Seeing as you fucked with my schedule, I am now going to fuck with you! Hmm, I think I’ll set it to random.” Trixie watched helplessly as Twilight adjusted the controls, then plugged the device in. Almost immediately the dildo on the metal pole below her moved slowly up, entering Trixie’s cunt and making her whimper, before drawing itself back, repeating the process. Looking at Twilight with wide eyes, she realised it was not the dildo moving, it was her, the pole housing some form of mechanism that moved her entire body “Well, I’ll be having a guest soon, so I’m going to leave you here like the fuck toy you are.”

As Twilight was leaving, she glanced over her shoulder at Trixie who began to moan rapidly, the machine now at full speed as the motor sent the mare onto the dildo strong and fast. She then switched the lights off. Trixie strained at her bonds, but wasn’t able to move at all, the machine fucking her was unlike any stallion or mare she had been with before. It would only stop when turned off, and even if her arms weren’t pulled tightly together behind her back, there was no way Trixie could turn it off. Nor did she want to, as the pounding of her pussy reached critical levels, Trixie giving a muffled scream as she came, the rapidly moving shaft prolonging her orgasm.

She found a small respite when the machine went to the opposite extreme, ever so slowly making its way out of her and then back in, Trixie whimpering as the probing toy slid along her sensitive walls. She thought that was it, but let out a muffled moan when it went to about mid range, Trixie trying to close her legs to no avail. The shaft inside her began to vibrate, causing her to go wide eyed as her pleasure sensitive areas were stimulated at the same time, her wall contracting around the dildo as if they were milking a stallion for all of his seed, something that she wished she was having instead as she let out a scream, her orgasm much stronger than the last.

Her hopes that it would slow down once more to give her a chance to rest were not fulfilled as it went back up to full speed, a relentless assault on her love tunnel continuing as her muffled screams and moans drew no rescue. She managed to raise her body a little, the dildo slipping out, but she couldn’t hold the position for much longer, and that was when she realised her mistake. Instead of entering her marehood once more, the pole realigned just further back, Trixie giving a muffled grunt as the rubber phallus forced its way into her tight asshole, something Twilight had only done with her once.

Trixie was surprised to find herself enjoying the feeling, happy that her abused twat was getting some respite, even though her lips and clit still burned from the arousal coming from her unexpected insertion. Her stomach muscles tensed as her teeth dug into the rubber ball, a sudden groan coming from her as she reached a third orgasm, strong enough that her hips began to buck and her fluids released in a torrent to the floor. Taking a few deep breaths, Trixie lifted herself up once more, her leg muscles shuddering as she looked down and realigned herself, settling back down with the dildo once more in her pussy.

With a click the motor went slow once more, Trixie giving a muffled giggle. If this was Twilight’s punishment for her, she couldn’t wait for the reward if she played nice.

Returning to the main room, Twilight smiled when she saw the stallion waiting for her, who instantly smiled himself when he saw how she was dressed. Purposefully walking slowly towards him, Twilight took his hands and pulled him to the couch, letting him sit down. She dropped to her knees and moved her hands to his waist, undoing the buckle on his belt and pulling his pants down, smiling at the shaft pressing against the inside of his boxers, which were soon around his thighs. “Well, Pokey, looks like you’ve been saving up!” The unicorn gave a small groan as she began to massage his larger than usual balls, responding when Twilight slipped her lips around the tip of his cock.

“That’s because you’re worth saving it for, Twilight.” She kept her eyes locked with him as she took his shaft deeper into her mouth, his tip pressing against the back of her throat as her tongue flicked around him. From her lips to his crotch was another two inches, the main reason that Pokey was one of Twilight’s favourites, and her head began to bob up and down. She kept on it for several minutes, then allowing his tip to leave her mouth with an audible pop. “Wow… you took more than usual.”

“Oh, that’s nothing yet.” Taking a few deep breaths, Twilight placed her hands on Pokey’s hips and closed her eyes, shoving her mouth down on his cock. The stallion gasped as he felt his tip go further than before, Twilight’s throat muscles contracting powerfully around his head as her body tried to breath, his eyes wide as her face began to turn a paler shade. When she didn’t pull away, Pokey began to panic and moved quickly, grabbing her shoulders and pulling her from his crotch, holding her up as she coughed violently. Twilight eventually calmed down, opening her tear filled eyes and giving him a sheepish smile. “Guess I need to work on that a bit more, huh?”

“That was dangerous, Twilight. I know we just hook up occasionally, but I still care for you as a friend. Be careful, okay?” She gave him a small nod then moved closer, wrapping one arm around his neck and kissing him passionately, whilst her other hand dropped to his cock, giving it a small squeeze. Pokey pulled away with a chuckle, letting his hands grip her hips and pulling himself against her. “You’re insatiable, you know that?”

“Let’s see if we can stop that then.” Standing up with a smirk, Twilight rolled her tight panties down her legs and stepped out of them, taking Pokey’s hand and standing him up. Because of where his clothes were position, he awkwardly shuffled behind her as she walked towards one of the shelves, then stopped and turned around. “Let’s try something new.” Reaching above her head, Twilight gripped onto the rung of one of the ladders, hoisting herself into the air a little. She placed her feet on the lowest rung and spread her legs, flicking her tail between them and over her marehood, sending the scent of her arousal across Pokey’s muzzle. The stallion didn’t need to be told twice.

He stepped forward and grabbed the stringers, Twilight lifting her legs and wrapping them around his waist, her body dropping so that it took a couple of inches of his cock into her moist slit. Relaxing her arms a little, Twilight’s body slid lower down the rigid shaft, the mare moaning as it did so, before she stopped when she couldn’t take anymore. Tightening his grip on the ladder, Pokey slowly drew back and then slammed back in, eliciting a louder moan from Twilight, then did so again.

Losing her grip, Twilight wrapped one arm around Pokey’s neck and pulled him against her so that she was pressed between him and the ladder with her rump resting on one of the rungs. Her head rolled back with her mouth wide open, heavy, warm breaths blowing past his ear, her breasts squashing against him as her chest heaved heavily. Leaning down, Pokey began to nibble on her neck, eliciting a deep moan from Twilight, who squeezed her legs tighter around his waist.

Being pretty aroused from Trixie’s little show, and the knowledge of where she was now, the gap between Twilight’s moans was getting smaller and smaller, Pokey giving a small groan as he increased his thrusting speed against her tightening walls. Their lips met in a passionate kiss, tongues wrestling for control until Twilight pulled away with a scream, her limbs tensing and pulling Pokey close against her body with her walls clenching firmly down on his shaft. He didn’t last much longer, hilting inside of her with a deep groan and sending wave after wave of hot spunk into the softly moaning mare.

Once their bodies relaxed, the pair climbed back down to the floor, where Pokey took Twilight’s hand to help keep her steady in her heels, and she flashed him an appreciative smile as he slipped his pants back up. “Thank you, Pokey. Say, would you like to see my new toy?”

“Sure.” Keeping her hand in his, she led him over to the door under the stairs, a room he had not seen as of yet and did not know what was in it, but when the wooden barrier was opened his ears twitched at the small whimpers. He decided not to say anything for the moment, as he couldn’t see what was going on. Then the lights snapped on and he gave a chuckle; he had seen the mare that was bound and gagged around town and going into the library every now and then, but didn’t know why. “Well, Twilight, I think your toy might be exhausted.”

Trixie then showed signs of life, whimpering as she lifted her head to look at them. Her mane was hanging limply around her face, her blue fur matted with sweat, and her body still moving up and down on the didlo. Twilight slowly walked over and took Trixie’s nipple piercings in her fingers, giving them a small tug and making Trixie give a shriek, eyes going wide as she looked at Twilight. “Oh good, you are awake. Trixie, say hello to my good friend Pokey.”

“Hellpho, Popheyph.”

“Good filly, do you want to come out now?”

“Yeph pleaph, Mipph Sparphle.” Lighting her horn, Twilight shut the machine off, Trixie’s body slowly coming to a stop with the didlo out of her, and Twilight started to unbuckle her from the pole. Once able to stand, Trixie instead knelt to the floor as her legs felt like jelly, and she took a big gasp of breath as Twilight removed the ballgag. “T-thank you, M-miss Sparkle.”

“You are most welcome. Can you walk?”

“I… I don’t think so, Miss Sparkle, not in these shoes.” There was a small moan from the bound mare as her feet were freed from the high heels, then she felt hands firmly massaging them. Her weight was then taken, and she looked around wearily to see it wasn’t Twilight holding her, it was the stallion. “T-thank you, sir.”

“Twilight?”

“I’m teaching her manners as well. She was being punished for being late. Come on, I’ll show you to her room.” Holding the mare firmly, Pokey followed Twilight to the first floor of the library and into one of the spare rooms, then laid Trixie down upon the bed that the librarian indicated. Twilight walked over and rolled Trixie over, unbuckling and unzipping the armbinder, Trixie’s arms falling to her sides limply. “It seems I am going to have to help her. You don’t mind, do you, Pokey?”

“No, not at all. I’ll see you later.” He leaned in close and kissed Twilight on the cheek, making her give a small giggle, and she continued to undress Trixie as he left. From there, she helped the exhausted mare into the shower, the warm water and firm massage bringing life back into Trixie’s numb limbs, sending her even closer to slumber. Once they left the bathroom, Twilight kept walking with Trixie’s hand held tightly, leading her into the master bedroom.

“You did well to last that long, Trixie. Tonight, you get a reward.” Pulling out a paper bag from under her bed, Twilight pulled out a nightie, a light sheer blue except around the breasts, and it was only just see through, several stars lying on each cup. “Come, let’s get you to bed.” Trixie moved, but Twilight still had to help her into the garment, and stopped her from returning to her own room. “No, Trixie, you’re in here tonight.”

“B-but Miss Sparkle, what about you?”

“Oh, I’ll be here as well.” Twilight pulled out another nightie, the same in style but light purple in colour, with blue moon and wand on the cups. Once she was wearing it, she took Trixie’s hand and pulled her to bed, where they wiggled under the covers, Trixie unmoving as her brain tried to understand what was happening. “Trixie, if you want me to stop this, then please just say so. We can go back to just normal lessons if you want to.”

“Twil… Miss Spark...” A hand on her muzzle silenced her, and she turned to see Twilight shaking her head.

“I am only ‘Miss Sparkle’ or ‘Mistress’ when the collar is on, Twilight when not.” Trixie reached a hand up to her neck, frowning as she felt it collar free for the first time in days, excluding when she was getting washed. “So, what do you want to say?”

“I… I would like this to continue, Twilight, but there is one thing even you can not give me, whether reward or punishment.” Twilight sat up and gave Trixie her full attention, and gave her a nod. “I… I want cock, Twilight! It has been so long since I was with a stallion! Please, as my reward, let a stallion use me?”

“Hmm… I think… I think we can use this both ways. If that is your terms, allow me to lay my own. If you are naughty, then your punishment shall be watching a stallion… rut me instead. What do you say?”

“Seal it with a kiss?” Twilight giggled at the mischievous twinkle in Trixie’s eyes, leaning down and softly pressing their lips together. Lying back down next to Trixie, Twilight moved her arms and pulled her into a close embrace, Trixie returning the hug. “Twilight… for what I’ve done… I’m sorry.”

“I forgive you, Trixie. But we still have to knock your sense of pride out of you, don’t we?”

“Trixie will meet your challenge and beat it!” The pair stared at each other unblinking for a moment then descending into a fit of giggles, before finally lying still and closing their eyes. Trixie drifted off into a deep slumber whilst Twilight lay dozing a little while longer, her ear twitching when she heard the library door open. It was followed by two sets of feet on the staircase, slowly approaching her door.

“Okay, we need to be quiet here, I’m not sure how Twi would react to me bringing a filly home.”

“I’m sure it’d be fine, Spike.” A smirk crossed Twilight’s muzzle; she knew he had been getting more friendly with the fillies in town, and one unicorn in particular. Perhaps a talk with Derpy would be needed, just to be on the safe side.

Author's Note

Okay, so in light of the age rule for anthro/human stories and the age for any mature stuff being brought to my attention, there will be NO mature scenes between Spike and Dinky. All plans for this to happen have been scrapped. We may see some interaction between these two, but nothing explicit.

Anyway, the biggest complaint I received, even with the AU tag, has now been addressed. Trixie has apologised to Twilight.

But she's not given in fully as of yet, there's going to be a lot more training along the way!

Chapter 04

Waking in the arms of another pony was something Trixie hadn’t felt for months, and the light that fell on her face through the gap in the curtains lit up the purple furred limbs that held her close. It was more than a friendly embrace, making the mare wonder what this relationship was exactly. Carefully easing out of Twilight’s grip, Trixie stood from the bed and left the room, briefly glancing at the mare still asleep.

Trixie was careful not to make too much noise as she walked along the hallway towards her own room, but that meant sneaking past the door that led to Spike’s room, which was slightly open. As she passed, she caught the tail end of a whisper and looked through the gap, holding a hand over her mouth in order to suppress her mirth; sitting with his back against the headrest was the teenage drake himself, a teenage unicorn mare sitting on his lap with her head resting on his shoulder, the rising sun lighting their faces. She watched for a few more moments until the young couple’s whispered conversation turned into a kiss, whereupon Trixie quickly carried on to her room.

She had just placed a hand on the handle when there was a knock from the main entrance, causing the mare to frown. She knew there were not many other ponies up at this time of day, even less ones that would come to the library, yet another knock spurred her into action. Quickly and quietly walking down the stairs, she approached the main door and unlocked it, preparing to tell the pony on the other side that they were not open yet when a stallion pushed the small crack open more, entering the library followed by a mare.

“Honestly, Twilight, when somepon…”

Trixie looked into the eyes of the stallion, who was staring at her blankly, then to the mare whose mouth was open a tiny little bit in shock. Trixie gasped as she realised how little she was wearing, running back up to the stairs and into her room, the other two ponies watching with interest.

“Well, dear, that was different. Why don’t you put our things in the corner, and I’ll go wake Twily?”

“Of course, I’ll also put the tea on.” The two ponies, both unicorns, went their separate ways, the mare pausing to glance in at Spike’s room. She cleared her throat just as the drake’s hand began to slip under the covers, the young couple almost screaming in shock, Spike looking at the elder mare with a sheepish smile. Pushing the door open all the way, she moved to the next one and walked in, seeing her daughter curled up under the covers. Sitting on the edge of the bed, the mare reached down and began to stroke Twilight’s mane, who sighed happily as she slowly came awake.

“Mmm, good morning, Trixie.”

“Is that the mare who let us in?” This time there was a scream, the lavender unicorn leaping up from her bed, but she got caught in her covers and fell to the floor with a thud. “Oh, that looked like it hurt. Come on, let’s get you up.” The mare walked over and helped Twilight from her normally comfortable prison, offering her hand. “Good morning, Twilight.”

The librarian took the hand with an embarrassed smile, then wrapped her arms around the other mare’s neck. “Morning, mom.” Twilight Velvet gave a small giggle as she stepped back, smirking not only at the attire her daughter was dressed in, but the marks on the cups. “What are you doing here?”

“Oh, your father has some time off from the castle library. So tell me, why is that mare’s cutie mark on your underwear?” Twilight’s cheeks instantly lit up and she gave the floor her full attention, cringing as her mother burst out laughing. “Why don’t you cover up and come downstairs, where we can talk? Oh, and bring Spike and that mare he has with him as well.”

“What?” The shock of her wake up call made Twilight forget about the fact she had heard Spike returning the night before with Dinky, and she grabbed her robe as she ran after her mother, stopping to give a half hearted glare at her younger brother. Spike ignored her as he and Dinky made their way downstairs, Twilight shaking her head as she moved to Trixie’s door, which was flung open as she reached for the door handle. “Trix…”

The other unicorn came rushing out with a towel and a pile of clothes in her arms, not even sparing Twilight a glance as she ran to the bathroom and slammed the door shut, a click following a moment later. Deciding to just give into the craziness that seemed to have arrived that day, Twilight continued on down to the kitchen, where she found her father and several cups of tea waiting.

“Good morning, honey.”

“Morning, dad.” Picking up the tray on which the cups rested, Nightlight made his way back into the lounge area, his daughter following, and all those present took a cup each. Twilight was glad to have a distraction from her mother’s questions, even if temporary, as the elder unicorn asked some embarrassing ones of Spike and Dinky, Twilight turning to her father. “How come you came down so early?”

“Train tickets were cheaper. So, who was that mare?” Twilight grinned sheepishly and looked at all the faces now staring at her, but they all looked towards the balcony as the shower shut off. With the recent addition of a frosted glass panel around the balcony, they only saw a shadow moving and the sounds of thuds on the floor, Trixie appearing moment later at the top of the stairs, Nightlight looking at Twilight. “Well? Going to introduce us?”

Full of confidence, Trixie walked down the stairs, Twilight giving a quiet sigh of relief as she noticed Trixie was wearing clothing that was much more appropriate with guests around. Walking over to Nightlight first, Trixie put on a genuine smile and held up her hand. “Hello, I am Trixie Lulamoon, Miss Sparkle’s assistant, and student in magical theory. I assume you are her father?”

“Indeed I am, Miss Lulamoon. The name is Nightlight.” Twilight’s heart began to beat faster after her father had introduced himself, as she knew next up was her mother, who stood from the couch and walked a slow circle around Trixie, eyeing her so thoroughly that Trixie suddenly felt like goods on display in a shopwindow, most likely some kind of household appliance. Then the mare sat back down and took a dainty sip of her tea before speaking.

“I am Twilight Velvet, Miss Lulamoon, Twilight’s mother. And I can’t say I approve.” Twilight felt her heart sink at those words, not believing what her mother said. She may not have known just what her relationship with Trixie was at this point, but she did know she cared for her, and for her mother to not only be displeased but vocal about it… “You two shouldn’t have to hide. If you wish to be with one another, then let your love show.”

All eyes turned to Twilight Velvet, who was smiling sweetly as she took another drink, Trixie and Twilight staring in shock. The showmare as Twilight’s mother had just declared them in love, and Twilight for understanding that her mother had just given her her approval. The sound of a clock chiming broke the silence, Dinky standing up with wide eyes. “Oh no… it’s late! I need to go!” Spike was about to ask what the issue was when there was a very stern knock at the door, making the young mare cringe.

“DINKY! I KNOW YOU’RE IN THERE! COME OUT AND EXPLAIN YOURSELF THIS INSTANCE!” Spike then got worried, knowing how protective pegasi were of their flock, especially of the same blood, the voice of the mare outside causing his blood to freeze. Taking action, Twilight Velvet got up and opened the door, the mare outside faltering in her planned tirade. “You’re not Dinky…”

“No, but she is inside. Come, let us not shout this early, some ponies are asleep. Twilight, we’ll see you later, as I assume the guest room is in use, so we’ll have to find somewhere to stay. Spike, Dinky, let us see what this mare wants.” The drake and his mare stepped towards the door with their gazes on the floor as Nightlight gathered up the small pile of luggage, giving his daughter a kiss on the cheek and Trixie a smile as he followed, the door closing gently behind the group and leaving the two mares in stunned silence.

Trixie let out a scream in surprise as she was tackled against the wall and hugged very tightly, unable to return the embrace as Twilight had trapped her arms. After several minutes the librarian pulled back and allowed Trixie to her breathe, then turned and walked towards the kitchen. Confused as to how else the day could go, Trixie followed Twilight and got herself some breakfast, wordlessly staring at the table top.

What was it her mother said? ‘If you wish to be with one another, then let your love show.’ Is that what this is? But what about her partners? Twilight sat opposite Trixie, her gaze fixed and waiting for some form of reaction. A new feeling had begun to well up inside her when her mother had said those words, and it was nothing like she had felt for any other pony, but in their current state neither seemed to be able to articulate their thoughts.

What is she thinking about? Does she feel the same, or is it just because she’s used to it now? Perhaps I should... wait, what’s she doing? Twilight remained still as Trixie stood up and walked around to her, gently tilting the lavender mare’s muzzle up so that she could look into her eyes. What came next surprised Twilight as Trixie pressed into a passionate kiss, much more feeling behind it than any they had already shared, and Twilight squirmed for a few moments before relaxing and returning the favor.

By the time their lips parted, Trixie had settled onto Twilight’s lap and wrapped her arms around Twilight’s neck, Twilight placing hers around Trixie’s back. Both mares were panting lightly, but Trixie seemed the more composed of the two, and smirked as she posed her question. “So, how does this affect our agreement from last night?” Twilight’s eyes went wide and she giggled lightly, giving Trixie a small squeeze.

“I don’t see why it should… but for the way you handled yourself with my parents, I think you should get a reward today, and punishment.” Twilight added the last bit, then an idea formed in her head. “Maybe we should see yours soon?” Twilight didn’t know why what she said seemed to sadden Trixie, and even a supportive nuzzle didn’t make her smile again. “Trixie? If you don’t want to talk abo…”

“No. No, not yet, please. I… it’s something I have not thought about for years.” Twilight just nodded and pulled Trixie closer, running a hand through her mane as she felt tears drip to her shoulder. She had seen Trixie cry a few times, mainly from enduring a lot of pain in the basement, but nothing like the silent weeping that was happening now. Eventually Trixie calmed down, and lightly kissed Twilight whilst their eyes were locked. “Thank you, Twilight.”

“You’re welcome, Trixie. Now, what do you say I go get dressed and we go out for the day, hmm?”

“Oh, but Miss Sparkle, it’s raining!”

“Huh?”

“Well, this doesn’t make you wet?” Trixie grinned evilly and quickly shoved a hand down between their bodies and Twilight’s thighs, rubbing at the librarian’s marehood. From where she was pinned, Twilight bit her lip to keep quiet, but let out a soft moan as Trixie pressed in firmer. Just as suddenly as it started, Trixie stood up and walked towards the kitchen door, looking over her shoulder at the red faced Twilight. “Well, you might need a shower now. Mmm, you taste good.” Twilight just whimpered as Trixie lifted up her fingers and began to suck on them.

Two hours, and several changes of clothes later, Twilight and Trixie slipped out into the morning sun, seeing other ponies starting to set up for the day. With a new confidence in her from the words of her mother, Twilight, instead of walking in front of Trixie, took the showmare’s hand and gave a gentle squeeze, then started off in the direction of Carousel Boutique to see about a few more custom orders. The pair heard hushed whispers as they walked through the town, knowing full well that the rumour mill in Ponyville would be quick to spread the news, so fast that they fully expected the mare they were heading to see to be waiting with a coy smile on her face.

What neither of them expected to find was a stallion banging on the front door, speaking with a heavy country accent and shouting profanities. Trixie had only seen him around town, but Twilight knew not to get near Big Macintosh when he was angry, so guided Trixie around the back of the store, whereupon they had their third joint shock of the day; Rarity stood in the doorway and Applejack on the doorstep, lips locked tightly with bright blushes on their cheeks.

“What the fuck…” Upon hearing Twilight’s voice, the pair broke apart and looked around, Applejack disappearing very quickly upon the realisation that they had been caught, whilst Twilight’s magic caught the fainting Rarity. Pulling Trixie with her, Twilight slipped into the kitchen and set Rarity down at the table, then headed to the front door. The shouting, swearing, and knocking abated as she began to unlock it, Mac blinking in surprise when the mare he sought didn’t answer. “Good morning, Big Macintosh. How may I help you?”

“Is mah sister in there?”

“Applebloom? No, I thought the girls and she were away this weekend?”

“Not Applebloom, Applejack. We gotta a lotta work to do, an’ ain’t got time durin’ the day to waste.”

“Well, I’m sorry, Mac, she’s not here. It’s just myself, Trixie, and Rarity. I’ll tell her you need her if I see her.” Mac just gave a nod and prepared to walk away, but Twilight stopped him with a hand to arm. “Mac, I was wondering… it’s been a while since you paid a visit. Is it because of work?”

“Eeyup. Sorry, Twi, but Ah’m just too darn busy. With AJ’s help, we can get it done today.”

“I’m sure she’s already there. Tell you what, why don’t you come by tonight? I have a surprise for you. About eight thirty?” Mac gave a thoughtful hum and then nodded, Twilight letting him go. Upon returning to the kitchen, she found Rarity just coming around, and as soon as Twilight sat next to Trixie and kissed her cheek, Rarity grinned at her friend like a madpony. “What?”

“Oh, nothing Darling. Now, what can I do for you?”

“We were wondering if you could make a couple more outfits for us.”

“Of course, but not right now. I’m about to head off to meet Fluttershy at the… oooh, idea! You two should come!” Neither mare was given time to protest as Rarity grabbed their hands with her magic and dragged them out of the building. It wasn’t until they were a couple of streets over she let them go, by which point they’d agreed with each other it sounded like a good idea anyway. After their triple surprise that morning, they could do with relaxing.

Twilight and Trixie waved Rarity off, both unicorns giggling as they saw a pony in the shadows of Carousel Boutique, whose stetson was easy to recognise. Instead of harassing the pair, Twilight and Trixie instead headed towards the local restaurant, where they had agreed to meet with Twilight’s visiting parents for their evening dinner. They were a little surprised to find not only Dinky and Spike there, but Derpy as well, sitting between the disgruntled looking young couple.

After taking their seats and ordering food and drinks, the two unicorns found themselves the subjects of intense scrutiny from Twilight Velvet, who was eyeing them with great interest. “So, when did you two meet? And how long have you been seeing each other?”

“Mother, this is that Trixie.” Something seemed to change with Velvet then, her inquisitive gaze became harder, but she would give her daughter the chance to explain before beating Trixie into a pulp. “She has been here for several weeks, and I am helping her get her life back on track. We had some… setbacks, but we found ways to sort them out.”

“Oh, what sort of ways?” As Twilight didn’t answer, Trixie smirked as she realised Twilight’s parents didn’t know about their daughter’s preferences, so wrapped her arm around Twilight’s shoulders and pulled her close.

“She tied me down over a desk and spanked me.” Out of the six ponies and one dragon present, two just stared at each other in shock, whilst the others looked between them; it was amazing how much Twilight Sparkle looked like Twilight Velvet when they had the same facial expression.

“Well, if it got results, can’t argue with the process.” All eyes turned towards Nightlight, trying to work out if he was joking or not, but he just shrugged and the conversation went silent as the food arrived. The meal was also quiet, Derpy, Dinky, and Spike leaving after desert, the pegasus mare saying she wanted to lay some ground rules down in private with the couple, leaving the four unicorns alone with another round of drinks. “So, Twilight… was there any truth to Trixie’s claim?”

“D-dad! That’s none of your business!”

“Well, the response tells me all I want to know. Just uh… you know, make sure to lock your door so we don’t walk in on anything. Whilst we’d like to see you, we’d also like to see the town a bit more on our own.”

“S-sure.” Trixie suddenly found herself highly attracted to the awkward Twilight that was emerging, turning her so that they were facing each other and pressing into a kiss; even the sound of a camera going off didn’t bother her. Left panting when Trixie pulled away, Twilight turned to look at her parents, who were leaning against one another and smiling softly, camera resting on the table in front of them.. “Um, just to make sure… you’re not… bothered by this?”

“Twilight, your father and I are happy that you’re happy. Mare or stallion, we don’t care. Now, we’re off to see some of Ponyville’s nightlife. We will pop by the library tomorrow lunch, if that is okay?” Twilight gave a nod and her parents stood, leaving the restaurant. It was then Twilight noticed to the other ponies staring, lighting her horn and teleporting both herself and Trixie back to the library.

“Well, that went better than expectephh!” Trixie reached up to her mouth and tried to remove the gag that had just appeared, but she couldn’t find a buckle. She turned to run for a kitchen knife but was caught in Twilight’s magic, the librarian quickly binding Trixie’s wrists tightly behind her back. “Buph youph saiph I coulph haph myph rewarph!”

“And you will, but we must prepare you.” Reaching up and removing the scarf that hid Trixie’s collar, Twilight slipped a finger through the d-ring and pulled Trixie towards the stairs. They entered Trixie’s room and Twilight made for the smaller of two closets, throwing the doors wide open. “Now then… what will he like?”

It took some time, as Trixie resisted, but Twilight eventually had her dressed. Trixie’s underwear consisted of a black lace panties, suspender belt, and stockings, with her body being covered by a red cocktail dress, that was only just lower than her crotch, and red high heels. Her wrists and elbows were bound tightly. Clipping a leash to the collar, Twilight pulled Trixie back down the stairs and sat her on the couch, then stood back and tapped her fingers on her lip. “Now, meeting my parents. You ignored the proper social protocols, so need to be punished.”

Trixie smirked around her gag as a crop was floated into view, Twilight taking it in her hand and then titling Trixie back on the couch with her legs in the air. Twilight slid Trixie’s panties out of the way, showing her well rounded ass cheeks as well as a little of her tight pussy. Muffled shrieks filled the room as Twilight none too gently reprimanded Trixie, who was getting rather wet as she gained pleasure from the pain. Soon the clock chimed eight, and Twilight took a step back from the whimpering Trixie with a sigh.

“A shame, I was having fun. But then again, this gives me time to work on something fun for the both of us.” The librarian knelt down and kissed Trixie around the gag, the bound mare moaning as Twilight’s fingers rubbed teasingly over her pussy. “Hmm… I suppose you’ll want to feel everything he has to give, so…”

Trixie’s eyes went wide as she felt a tingling in her nethers, a slight burning, but it cooled down a moment later. Her gaze followed Twilight as she moved around the room, humming and lighting several candles, then walked to the stairs with her hand hanging over the light switch. “I hope you have the fun you’re after, good night, Trixie.”

Trixie gave a muffled protest as she was plunged into near darkness, Twilight’s door closing a moment later. As Twilight had covered the clock, Trixie couldn’t know how long was left for her to be alone, but she didn’t mind; Twilight had said he. Soon there was a knock on the door, which creaked open slowly.

“Twi, you home yet?” She recognised the voice of the massive stallion from outside Carousel Boutique, whimpering as she tried to hide, but stopped when she saw the sign above her. Then she froze when she heard a deep chuckle. “‘All yours’ huh? You must be this Trixie Ah’ve been hearin’ about. So, if yer all mine, what are ya gonna do?”

Trixie turned and gave him a once over, quickly deciding that he was quite easy on the eyes, and then understanding how she’d get her reward. With a small moan, she spread her legs wide and wiggled her hips, the stallion walking forward with a smirk until he was above her.

“Folks round ‘ere call me Big Macintosh. Most think it’s cos Ah’m so big. Well, that’s only half of it.” Trixie’s eyes locked on the bulge in his pants and she gave a muffled laugh, then spread her legs wider and stared up at him. “Ah see you ain’t put off. Good.”

Mac reached up one hand and placed it on her chest, pressing her against the couch as his other hands drifted between her legs. She let out a loud moan as his fingers slipped under her panties and eased their way in to her pussy, his thumb rubbing over her clit. His hand stayed still, so she began to use her body and his fingers to get the pleasure she wanted, her muffled moans filling the lounge.

She was almost there when he pulled away, reaching down to unzip his pants and finally reveal his equipment, which made Trixie’s eyes go wide. “Wait… TWI!” Her door clicked open in the following silence.

“ALREADY TAKEN CARE OF IT!”

“THANKS, DARLIN’.” Twilight’s door clicked shut again, the stallion leaning in closer to Trixie, his muzzle so close to hers. “That’s a good thing, wouldn’t wanna give you somethin’ you don’t want.” She understood what the spell was and what he meant, giving him a nod and closing her eyes with a shudder as his hands drifted over her thighs and pulled her panties down her legs, revealing her glistening marehood, then threw them over his shoulder.

Trixie moaned hungrily as his tip pressed against her lower lips, and she shifted down slightly to help him in. The girth alone was more than she had ever experienced, but that was nothing compared to the length as he continued to slip in slowly, drawing back every now and then. Trixie was a quivering wreck by the time his crotch met hers, and she glanced down to see a slight bulge in her stomach, which meant he was really deep. Setting his hands on her thighs, Mac prepared to begin, and she saw in his eyes that he was NOT going to be gentle.

She was right, as the first thrust came hard and fast, nearly pushing her over the edge right away, but Mac didn’t seem to notice or care as he got even quicker then found his pace, the strength never dropping. It was only a few minutes later when a muffled scream filled the library, Trixie’s body shuddering violently as Mac prolonged her orgasm when he didn’t stop.

She wasn’t even given time to rest before her moans started once more, but Mac suddenly stopped and pulled out. She was about to protest when he flipped her over and hugged her to his chest, then slipped in once more. This time he went deeper, Trixie’s eyes slamming closed as his massive shaft slid against her tight walls. It didn’t take long for grunts to join her moans, but still he seemed to be holding it off. The same couldn’t be said for her though.

As she gave a muffled scream from her second orgasm, Mac lifted her until only his tip was inside of her, then slammed her down over his cock. Trixie’s eyes went wide and she released another near silent scream as he brought her to her third orgasm instantly, reaching his own at the same time. His cock throbbed violently against Trixie’s walls, the mare whimpering as she felt his seed release. The pressure inside kept building until Trixie moved up his shaft a little, and she felt him still pulsing even as he pulled out of her.

Mac gently eased Trixie down to the couch, where she lay on her front making small noises as he continued to release, spraying across her back and staining her dress, his cum dripping out of her pussy. From where she rested it was easy to watch as Mac moved to the stairs and grabbed towel that was waiting on the banisters. Then she rolled over to sit down once he was out of view. She felt like she had eaten a five course meal, and was only slightly surprised to see her stomach was still bulging even after he had slipped out.

Maybe next time she got rewarded, she could give him some oral attention, as the thought of swallowing that much cum was very appealing to Trixie. She would have sought out Twilight, but she would more than likely make a mess if she got up, so she just sat there, waiting for her mistress to appear and let her free.

Author's Note

So, there's her reward. Pretty big one, eh?

Also, yes. RariJack. Will we see some of them?

...maybe.

Chapter 05

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

Chapter 06

Trixie’s heart pounded in her chest as she slid a black latex leotard up her body, the top compressing her boobs and enhancing her cleavage. Next she slowly rolled latex stockings up her legs, then slipped her feet into a pair of six inch stilettos. The final part of her outfit was a pair of latex evening gloves, and she looked over to the other mare in the room.

Twilight, dressed in a tight schoolfilly outfit, was shifting around slightly on the floor, a large red ball buckled into her mouth so tightly that her cheeks were puffed out. Her wrists were bound behind her back and attached to the rope that ran through her crotch, which is what she was pulling on as her arms strained to get loose whilst Trixie got herself dressed.

Standing from the bed, Trixie’s footfalls sent out deep thuds as her heels hit the wooden floorboards, Twilight’s eyes going slightly wide as Trixie approached. The showmare bent over at the hips and moved her hands towards Twilight’s neck, showing the other mare in that moment the collar now had a pink tag, in the shape of a heart, attached to it, and it was inscribed with ‘Trixie’s slut.’

Trixie buckled it as tight as she could then slipped her finger through the d-ring on the front and pulled Twilight to her feet, Twilight whimpering softly as the rope between her labia dug in a bit more.

“Well now, time for your punishment,” Trixie said with a sultry growl.

Leading her over to the bed, Trixie forced Twilight to bend at the hips then snapped a padlock shut through the collar, and also attached it to a small chain from the foot bars on the bed. Bending down, Trixie locked Twilight’s ankles into a pair of cuffs, using some more chain to pull her legs wide.

Taking a moment to enjoy her new trophy, Trixie ran her hands over Twilight’s ass, giving a small squeeze and making her whimper. Reaching for the table at the side, Trixie grabbed a spanking paddle and let it drift over Twilight’s ass. Twilight quivered in anticipation.

Trixie drew the paddle back a bit and then slammed it against Twilight’s cheeks, the librarian jumping forward with a muffled shriek, but her bonds rattled against the bedframe and kept her in place. Trixie struck again and again, smirking at the sounds of pain/pleasure coming from Twilight, but also keeping an eye out for the safety signal they had agreed on.

By the time Trixie decided to stop, Twilight’s ass was practically glowing, radiating a warmth that Trixie could feel even through the latex. When Trixie untied the crotch rope she gave a small giggle, for Twilight’s thighs were positively drenched from her juices.

Leaning over Twilight’s back, Trixie reached around and slipped her index and middle finger into Twilight’s cooch, making her moan as her fingers slid against her walls. Trixie pulled Twilight closer to her chest as she continued to forcibly pleasure the librarian, watching as her cheeks grew redder and redder.

Sensing Twilight was close, Trixie pulled her fingers free and stepped back, a smirk on her face as Twilight let out a pleading whimper. Instead of continuing, Trixie grabbed a couple of floggers she had brought up from Twilight’s playroom, stepping back to line up her shots.

The twin strikes caused Twilight to jolt forward once more, letting out what would have been an ear piercing shriek if not for the gag, then Trixie started in earnest. The flogger in her left hand would strike Twilight’s right ass cheek, and whilst she was dealing with the pain there the other flogger would hit her left ass cheek.

After a good five minutes, Twilight was reduced to a quivering mess, Trixie lifting her head to find the bottom of her muzzle was completely soaked in drool. Twilight’s eyes, which were closed, flickered open when she heard the padlock undone, Trixie then moving to free her ankles and untie the crotch rope.

“Let that be a lesson to you, never forget your homework!”

Twilight thought she was being released, but Trixie instead stripped her clothes off, then stepped in front of her and clipped a leash to her collar. Twilight was forced to follow as Trixie left the bedroom and walked downstairs to the playroom and clicked the light on.

Trixie took a moment to look around all of the different pieces of specialised furniture, a giggle echoing in the room as her gaze settled on one piece. She pulled Twilight over and forced her to sit on the item, using brown leather straps to secure her thighs and ankles to wooden boards, slipping padlocks through the golden eyelets.

Stepping behind Twilight, Trixie untied her wrists and made the librarian lie back, locking her arms in a similar way, finishing with a strap to keep her torso in place, the padlock resting just below Twilight’s breasts.

Trixie put her hand between Twilight’s thighs, where she began to turn a small wooden wheel. This caused a rather thick vibrator, which was just touching Twilight’s pussy, to push in, Twilight giving a muffled moan as she was slowly filled. Leaving Twilight to squirm for a moment, Trixie took a closer look at the other control.

It was easy enough for Trixie to understand, a dial going from ‘min’ to ‘max’ with graduated lines, a malicious grin coming to her face as she set it to full power right away. This caused Twilight’s body to strain against the straps, but Trixie wasn’t done yet.

Standing where Twilight’s hands were balled into fists, Trixie grabbed the wooden boards and lifted them up, causing Twilight to go from horizontal to vertical. Bending down, Trixie ensured that the supports from the main struts had locked against the lower planks, spotting a safety pin for each, which she slotted into the holes.

Pulling a chair in front of Twilight, Trixie sat down and watched as her toy tensed in her bonds, loud but muffled moans filling the room. Spotting another item on the wall, Trixie lit her horn and floated it over, looking at how the parts on each end of the chain worked, and she smirked as she stood up.

Twilight heard Trixie’s heels clacking on the floor as she came closer, the librarian’s head rolling back as she felt Trixie take a nipple between her teeth and suckle gently. The nipple became hard, standing proud from Twilight’s breast. The unexpected stimulation stopped too soon, but that was only so Trixie could move to the other one.

Trixie pulled away after a few moments and looked at Twilight’s chest, her eyes flicking from one nipple standing proud to the other. Lifting the new item in her hands, Trixie squeezed the ends open and held them over Twilight’s nipples.

A scream hit Trixie’s ears as the metal jaws snapped shut on Twilight’s nipples and bit in hard, Twilight panting around the gag for breath as Trixie stepped back and left the clamps in place returning to her seat to watch Twilight endure her sexual torture.

Trixie didn’t have to wait long to reap the rewards, giggling quietly to herself when Twilight’s fingers spread out from fists and her body, where it could, banged against the wooden X frame, a long stream of drool dripping from her muzzle as she moaned through her forced pleasure.

Trixie waited until Twilight had come down from her orgasm, giving her a moment to rest by turning down the power on the vibrator. She then took the chain in her magic and tugged it gently, causing Twilight to whimper softly.

Looking around the room, Trixie began to think about what to do to her willing victim next, but a loud knock on wood, loud enough to be heard over Twilight’s moans, drew her attention. Leaving Twilight in place with the vibrator at half power, Trixie made her way from the playroom and to the main floor, muttering to herself angrily about the impatient pony who had just knocked on the front door again.

Taking a moment to slip into a robe left on the couch, Trixie opened the door to find herself face to face with a tall, cloaked pony. “I’m sorry, but the library is closed at the moment. Please come back tomorrow.”

Trixie went to close the door, but the pony reached up and pushed it open fully, stepping into the library. Although Twilight had dialed back the level of restriction on the ring, Trixie still didn’t have enough magic to manipulate a pony, so was instead going to use her physical strength to eject the intruder. That is until they spoke.

“We did not come here to peruse the tomes, Trixie Lulamoon. We are here to see how your rehabilitation has progressed.” The pony lowered the hood of their cloak and turned around, Trixie gasping and quickly shutting the door, then dropping to the floor in a bow. “Come now, save that for Our sister. Where is Twilight Sparkle?”

“R-right this way, your majesty.” Trixie felt the princess’ eyes roaming over her as she led her into Twilight’s playroom. Upon stepping inside, the two mares found Twilight struggling to get free, muffled grunts of frustration coming from her. “T-there she is.”

Twilight turned her head to ‘look’ towards where Trixie was stood, cocking her head in confusion.

“Pwinceff Lunaff?”

“That is correct, Twilight Sparkle.” Luna stepped towards the X frame and placed her hand on Twilight’s shoulder, the unicorn frowning when she was pushed back down to the bed. “Miss Lulamoon, would you care to tell me what is going on?”

Stepping forward with a grin, Trixie shed her robe to reveal her body, then stood next to Twilight and ran her hands over the librarian’s thighs. “Well princess, Twilight here has been a bit of a naughty filly, so she is being punished. Isn’t that right, Twilight?”

“Yeph, miphtreph.”

Spotting the chair, Luna sat down and watched as Trixie approached Twilight, walked around the back, and hugging Twilight from behind kissed her neck.

“Miss Lulamoon, would We be able to hear Twilight Sparkle speak?”

Trixie nodded, unbuckling Twilight’s gag and popping it from her mouth, the librarian giving a gasp. It turned into giggling when Trixie took her ear into between her teeth and nibbled gently, causing the librarian to roll her hips and let out a small moan.

“As much as I want to let this continue,” Luna interjected, fighting the flush on her cheeks; she didn’t want to admit she wanted to see more. “The reason We have come is that it is time for Miss Lulamoon’s final review. So, Twilight Sparkle, tell Us how she has behaved since the last one.”

Trixie stopped playing with Twilight then, letting the librarian get her breath and composure back so she could answer the alicorn. “Very well, your majesty. Trixie can walk down the street now without somepony saying hurtful things about her, and she’s well on her way to becoming an upstanding citizen of Ponyville.” Trixie’s cheeks burned, and she used her mane to hide her embarrassment.

“We see. And has there been any relapses to her old ways? Even small ones?”

“Only when we’re playing, your majesty,” Twilight replied with a giggle. “The list I was given to carry out for rehabilitation has been completed.”

“It does Our heart well to hear that, Twilight Sparkle,” Luna said as she stood up, looking behind the bound mare. “Miss Lulamoon, as Twilight Sparkle can not see me out, that duty falls to you. Twilight Sparkle, Our sister will send word on her decision on the morrow. Good day to you.”

“And to you, Princess.”

Before doing as Luna suggested, Trixie lit her horn and grabbed two strange looking forks, a couple of feathers, and some brushes, floating them towards Twilight. The two forks were sent to her armpits, where they gently began to scrape, the smaller brushes were placed between Twilight’s toes on her left foot, one of the larger ones went to the sole of her right, and the last went right into her navel. The feathers moved to her nipples, and everything began brushing or scraping at once.

Trixie nodded to Luna and guided her back to the main door. The alicorn stepped out in the streets and lifted her hood once more, turning to face the unicorn. “Your fate rests with Our and Twilight Sparkle’s report to my sister, do not mess this up.”

“I won’t your majesty. And please, feel free to drop by any time.” Trixie waited until Luna had taken wing and disappeared into the night sky before closing the door and locking it again. When she returned to the playroom, Twilight was biting her lip and had her eyes closed tightly, her cheeks flushed.

Stepping over, Trixie grabbed the wheel and tried to push the dildo in deeper, frowning when it fell back out. Clearing her throat, Trixie slid her finger over Twilight’s clit, causing the bound mare to open her eyes, revealing the tears of mirth that were building in their corners. “And what is the meaning of this?”

“I-it’s a c-cam system!” Twilight managed to blurt out, then clamped her mouth shut once more as she tried to resist the tickling. Now understanding, Trixie gained an evil smirk as she took hold of the wheel once more and began to turn it quite fast, sending the dildo in and out of Twilight. Taking hold of it in her magic, Trixie hexed it to go slow, fast, and then stop, the showmare moving back to her seat.

Her horn still lit, Trixie put the gag back between Twilight’s lips and grabbed another item off of the shelving, but this was for use on herself; Twilight couldn’t have all the fun, right? Putting the power cord into a nearby outlet, Trixie placed the device between her thighs. A quick pinch on Twilight’s nipples got her to look at Trixie, who was smirking at the bound mare. “Do not cum before me, or there will be consequences.”

Trixie then clicked her item on, loud buzzing filling the playroom as the powerful vibrator was pushed against her marehood, which was already damp from her arousal. Closing her thighs tightly around the vibrator, Trixie reached for her breasts and started to massage them, keeping her eyes locked with Twilight’s, knowing full well that her show would send the librarian crazy.

As her pleasure levels rose, she began to roll her hips, licking her lips seductively, her fingers gently squeezing her nipples. She had to hold off on showing her mirth when Twilight gave in to the stimulation, moans and giggles mixed together. It didn’t take long for a muffled scream to fill the room, Trixie looking up to see Twilight curling her toes and fingers, her eyes slammed shut.

Trixie reached down to turn off her vibrator, giving a disappointed sigh and standing, slowly walking over to the mare who was laughing and moaning through her orgasm. Trixie said nothing, merely reaching up to ungag Twilight as her magic let the dildo come to a rest halfway inside the librarian’s pussy and paused the tickling items.

Twilight panted for breath, Trixie looking at her for a moment with a raised eyebrow before she turned and walked from the playroom, calling back over her shoulder, “Trixie knows you enjoyed that, you naughty teacher’s pet, but Trixie’s afraid that’s all you’re going to get tonight. I shall be back to free you once I have freshened up.”

Huh? Twilight was confused, but then she remembered the scenario she had cooked up for the evening. Oh yeah. Well, at least I can just hang here for a bit. As soon as the door closed, the brushes and strange forks began a new onslaught, Twilight’s eyes widening as she realised Trixie wasn’t done torturing her. No longer attempting to keep her mirth in check, Twilight let her laughter echo in the playroom

Slowly waking up, Trixie went to give the unicorn between her arms a gentle squeeze, opening her eyes when she felt nothing there. Sitting up, she heaved a cavernous yawn and stretched out her arms, then swung her legs from the bed, slipping her feet into a pair of pink fluffy slippers and pulled on a matching bath robe.

Leaving the room, Trixie made her way downstairs, drawn by the sounds of someone working away in the kitchen. It was neither Twilight nor Spike she found at the stove, but the young unicorn mare whom she had seen the drake with. “Good morning, Dinky,” Trixie said as she sat at the kitchen table, reaching for the pot of coffee placed there.

“Good morning, Miss Lulamoon.” Turning from the stove, the teenage unicorn set a plate stacked high with pancakes down on the table, then set three places. Trixie was confused, but before she could ask who would not be present, Spike walked in whilst yawning, grabbing Dinky from behind and burying his snout into the back of her neck, the mare giggling. “Spike, stop. We’re not alone.”

“Huh?” Looking over her shoulder, the dragon saw a smirking Trixie staring back at him, giving a shrug as he gave Dinky a gentle squeeze, then pulling away and sitting down. Conversation was kept minimal during the meal, merely small talk, until Spike remembered something with a gasp. “Oh yeah! Trixie, Twi asked if you could meet her in town after eating. She also said to wear something nice.”

“Did she say where?” Trixie wasn’t surprised to see the drake shake his head, knowing just how much Twilight liked to slip her little mystery games into everyday conversation. Once she was done eating, Trixie went to wash her plate, but it was taken by Dinky, who then shooed the showmare from the kitchen, saying something about ‘No chores for you today’ and thoroughly confusing her.

Giving a shrug, Trixie left the kitchen and made her way back upstairs, pausing when she passed the guest room. Placing her hand on the door, Trixie sighed, happily as she remembered how far she had come since that fateful night of returning to Ponyville. Shaking her head clear, she walked into the room she now shared with Twilight and stripped off, stepping into the en suite bathroom.

Trixie, although a showmare by trade, wasn’t one to worry about her everyday appearance, unlike mares like Rarity, but today she felt the need for a little extra. Turning the shower on, she waited for the room to fill with steam then stepped under the downpour. Unlike most of her morning’s routine, she not only washed but conditioned her whole coat, followed by some scented oils, the smell of which made her giggle. Lavender, my favourite. Just like Twi… I wonder, is it some sign we were meant to be together?

Shaking the thought from her head, Trixie finished up in the shower and got out, wrapping a towel around her as she did the rest of her cleaning procedure, such as cleaning her teeth. Walking to one set of double doors in the room, Trixie pulled them open, pushing half of the clothes away and not giving them any thought; there were quite a few not suitable for a public appearance.

“Something nice…” Trixie said to herself as she stared into her wardrobe. Nice as in to impress ponies or nice to impress one pony in particular she did not know, so simply chose a white blouse and black skirt suit, with matching heels. Giving a giggle, she selected some lacy black lingerie and stocking just in case it was only one pony she was meeting. Quickly toweling off and dressing, Trixie stepped out into the surprisingly empty streets. “Where is everypony?”

Hearing the din caused by a large crowd talking amongst itself, Trixie turned to her right and made her way down a side street, her eyes going wide when she reached the other end. Around town hall seemed to be everypony in town plus a few more, and stood above them she could see Twilight Sparkle. Must be on a stage or someth.. hey!

Trixie turned to ask why a pony had just placed a heavy hand on her shoulder, but the words died in her throat when she saw it was a Royal Guard, with several more behind him. The stallion nodded in the direction of Twilight, the crowd parting to allow them through as thousands of questions swirled through her mind.

What is going on? Are they here to take me to the dungeons? I… is Twilight doing this to humiliate me? The last thought turned her on a little, but by then they had reached the stage, where Trixie saw not only her marefriend, but Princesses Celestia and Luna. The solar alicorn gave her a gentle smile and waved her closer, Twilight giving a nod. Slowly walking over, Trixie dropped to a knee and bowed her head in front of the ruling sisters, waiting for them to speak. She was not left waiting long.

“Citizens of Ponyville,” Celestia said in a voice a bit louder than usual, hushing the crowd. “The mare before you has wronged you, and in some cases, caused damage to your lives. My faithful student took on the task of rehabilitating her. I must admit, I had my misgivings about such a venture, but I was proven wrong by the reports that graced my desk. Documents from the guard I left behind, of the interviews he conducted with yourselves. It is because of these reports that I am here today. Captain?”

The stallion who had escorted Trixie to the stage gently helped her stand, then held a hand over her horn and began to chant quietly. She shot a pleading look to Twilight, but the librarian did not move or even look at her, her gaze firmly on the guard. A few moments later there was a flash above her head followed by a mechanical click, and the guard pulled his hand away, holding it palm up; in the middle rested the golden ring that had been used to seal the majority of her magic away.

Realising the guard was offering it to her, she raised a shaking hand and took it, her mouth working to say something as Celestia stepped in front of her once more. “Trixie Lulamoon, this town has forgiven you for your tresspasses against them.” Celestia leant down and kissed Trixie’s forehead. “Go now and live in the freedom you have come to value.”

Trixie’s knees wobble, and gave way a moment later, but she never fell to the stage as Twilight darted forward and caught her, holding her in a tight embrace. The librarian watched as the townsponies nodded their agreement with the action and slowly started to disperse. After the crowd had thinned out a little, Twilight lifted Trixie’s face to look at her, both smiling with tears in their eyes, then softly connected their lips.

They kept them pressed together, until Celestia spoke again. “Luna, my dear sister… it seems something was missing from your report last night. Care to explain?” She turned to look at her sister, but Luna just waved at them as she walked away amongst the crowd. Celestia turned back to the blushing unicorns stood next to, crossing her arms. “Well… I’m listening.”

Author's Note

See, it's not dead! Now, who wants to be Miss Lulamoon's new pet?

Anybody?

And look! Don't have to be naked to radiate sex appeal!

Oh, and for how Twi is bound. Go here. Search for 'Twilight Sparkle,tickling,twixie,suspended'.