Apple Juice

“Come on Trixie! Just let me go and I won’t tell anypony, I swear!” Applejack began to sweat anxiously, as the feather danced around in front of her face.

Trixie laughed as she one again untied and repositioned the mare’s body. Applejack could do nothing but panic as she was flipped over and placed down on the bench, which now supported her back and neck. Her front hooves were then spread and tied to the bar on the wall behind her.

Trixie glanced down at the ground, and her horn began to glow a bright blue light. Applejack watched in terror, as the two short poles that her legs were tied to before suddenly started twisting and growing out of the ground. They rose to Trixie’s eye level, then stopped, and the unicorn attached Applejacks legs securely to them once more.

“Come on Trixie, enough is enough! Just let me go!” Applejack was horrified now that the entire front of her body was completely exposed and vulnerable.

Trixie scratched her chin for a moment, as though seriously contemplating Applejacks plea. Then she laughed and replied coldly, “Not. A. Chance”

At those words, the feather was bought down onto Applejack’s snout, which was still suffering from the effect of the sensitivity spell.

“Achooo!!” The country mare sneezed as Trixie brushed the object across her nose,“Hehe…Achoo!!!”

The feather then found its way down to Applejacks neck, causing the earth pony to rock her head back and forth in a pathetic attempt to rid herself of its delicate touch.

“Hahahahahaha!”

The feather moved faster and kept switching sides so Applejack couldn’t avoid it’s terrible tickle.

“Trixie stop!” Cried the mare, as the feather twisted and curled downwards to her neck, then brushed over her chest and found a very sensitive spot just below Applejacks front hoof. Then, the mare completely lost it.

“Ahhahaha NO! hahahahahaha!” She cried.

“Oh my, think I’ve found a weak patch.” Trixie seemed incredibly pleased with her discovery.

She brushed the feather softly against Applejack’s right pit, then moved it over to work on the other.

“HAHAHAHAHA!!!! NO!!!” Applejack thrashed about as the tickling became faster, her flushed face was dripping with sweat.

“Hmm… this is interesting.” Trixie taunted, “But let’s make it twice as fun.”

To Applejacks horror, Trixie then levitated another feather, which was slightly smaller, but firmer than the other. She bought them both down and tickled below both of Applejacks front hooves.

“HAHAHAHAHAHAHAA!!!!!” The pony was gasping for breathe, she rocked her body from side to side, but as she tried to escape the one feather, she ended up pushing herself closer toward the other.

Applejack eventually gave up and stopped stuggling, realising she could do nothing but lie there and take it.

“AHHAHAHAHAA… Stop… please!!” She whimpered,

“Oh, begging won’t do you any good this time.” Trixie smiled,

“Then what… Do… HAHAHA… ya want?” Applejack asked, barely able to speak.

“Oh, You’re laughter is enough.” Trixie teased.

“AHAH… HAHAHA… HAHAHAHHAA…”

Applejack was hysterical. For a good few minutes Trixie tortured her with the feathers, she made them switch sides, then tickled Applejack’s pits manically. Finally, the earth pony cried out at the top of her lungs.

“HAHAHA…Please!!! I’ll DO ANYTHIN… STOP!!!”

At those words, the feathers paused, and Trixie looked up at the face of her exhausted victim.

"Alright. I want some information.” She demanded.

“Wh…what… information?” Applejack asked between pants.

Trixie grinned evilly. “I’m going to ask you some very personal questions.” She replied, “And you’re going to answer them. If you refuse…” She started the feathers again.

“HAHAHA…OKAY! OKAY STOP I’LL TELL YA… HAHA…I’LL TELL YA… WHATEVER”

The feathers stopped, and slowly headed up Applejacks front hooves. It tickled, but it was nothing compared to before. As they trailed back down, the country mare suddenly felt extremely nervous.

Trixie wasted no time, “When did you first discover you like being tied up?” She asked.

“Wh… I don’t like…” Applejack started to say, when suddenly the feathers moved down to her pits again. They circled above, as though waiting for their queue.

“You’re a terrible element of honesty. Don’t lie to Trixie!” The unicorn seemed genuinely angry.

After watching the feathers for a few more seconds, Applejack sighed and submitted, “I was … playing with Rarity, years ago, and we got in a bit of a fight. We were arguing about… ribbons… and she… tangled me up in them and… I couldn’t move and…”

“It made you wet?” Trixie interrupted, as her eyes locked on the area between Applejack’s legs.

Applejack blushed and nodded. To her horror, the feathers started again.

“What does Rarity do to you that makes you enjoy her company so much?” Trixie sounded very annoyed.

“AHAHAHAAHAA… she… she’s just… I duno!!”

“LIAR.” Trixie lowered the two feathers down to Applejack’s ribs, causing the mare to squirm and thrash about. She then levitated a large plume, and began brushing Applejack’s stomach as the other feathers slowly made their way down to her waist.

“Ahhhahahaahahaa” Applejack realised she had no choice but to tell Trixie whatever she wanted to know, but she wasn’t going to like the answer.

“She… she’s imaginative, she… does stuff that no pony else would… AHAHAHHAHAHHH!!!”

“What stuff? WHAT STUFF?” Trixie started to shout.

“Ahahhaha…. She dresses up and, we role play and… she teases me.”

At those words, the feathers stopped, and Applejack had a minute to catch her breathe.

“Oh, so you like being teased do you?”

“U…uhu… by… Rarity.” Applejack confirmed.

Trixie looked offended. She paused for a moment, then made her way around to Applejack’s head. She lifted a hoof, and stroked her mane, then started the feathers up again. They brushed slowly, lower and lower, down Applejack’s thighs.

“Tell me… what you do to Rarity.” She asked, to the country mare’s surprise.

“Whatever she… wants… Haha!!!!!” The feathers were heading down the mares legs, toward her extremely ticklish back hooves.
“NO TRIXIE NOT THERE!!!” She cried, “Please!!!”

Trixie made the feathers slowly circle around Applejacks ankles. Applejack watched in horror as the unicorn then lifted another bottle. She dipped one of the feathers into it, “Itching potion.” She explained. “Now tell me what you do to Rarity,”

Applejack gulped, “We uh… I like to pretend she’s a damsel in distress, and she dresses up, and after I save her, I make her do stuff…”

“What KIND of stuff?” Trixie was getting impatient; she started lowering the feather with the itching potion down to Applejack's right hoof.

“I make her dance for me!” Applejack cried, “She’s such a sexy dancer! And then I put apple sauce on her until she complains that it’s making her coat sticky. Then I make her beg me to lick it off, and if she don’t comply, I put more on her, in worse places.”

Trixie laughed, “Oh that is kinky... but I think we can do better.”

Applejack began to sweat, she could see the feather now circling just above her hoof, ready to start tickling her mercilessly at any given second.

Trixie lifted another bottle and held it above Applejacks bare stomach, “Hold perfectly still dear.” She warned, “If you move around, your hoof will come into contact with that feather, and we don’t want that to happen, now do we?”

She tilted the bottle, and a tiny drop of the liquid formed at its tip. It grew in size, and Applejack braced herself for the worst.

Then, the droplet fell, and splashed onto her stomach.

“Urghghghghhhh!!!!” Suddenly, the tingling sensation which had taken over the mares entire body since the sensitivity spell, became much, much stronger.

The liquid was cold, and Applejack desperately wanted to buck it off, but she couldn’t move - not with that feather millimetres from her hoof.

“It’s a special peppermint tingle potion. If feels bad, but it tastes delicious.” Trixie licked her lips, “It will drive you insane, unless it is removed.” She winked,

“Ughghghghhhh…” Applejack groaned, it was even worse than the fizzing in her butt crack earlier.

After a few mere seconds of trying to endure the tingling, the earth pony could take no more.

Please get it off!” She cried.

“I will.” Said Trixie, licking her lips, “But as I am doing so, you are going to tell me all about your little private time with Rarity. If I am not satisfied, I will stop licking, the potion will stay on your stomach, that feather will come down, and you will be driven insane.”

“Uhhhr… I… I’ll tell ya.” Applejack complied,

“Perfect.” Trixie lowered her head and slowly began licking the peppermint potion off Applejacks body,

To her dismay, Applejack found herself moaning and panting again, but she knew she had to tell Trixie whatever she wanted to know.
“Me and Rarity dress up, and act out scenarios where, shes the damsel in distress, and I’m the hero come to save her…urgh… then after I save her… uhhh she has to repay me by… ooooh… doing… whatever…I… urrghh.. want… ohhh fuck Trixie….”

“So you cover her with Apple sauce? Where do you put it?” Trixie didn’t miss a beat.

“I… put it all over her. I make her take her clothes off, one at a time… uhh n she begs me not to put it …. Ahhh on her coat… but I do… urhghh…. The more she takes off… the more I put it…”

Talking about Rarity was really making Applejack turned on. She hoped Trixie didn’t notice; but she did, of course.

“Why you… uhhh wana talk about… Rarity…. Urghhh…” Applejack asked,

“Oh, I’m just curious.” Trixie grinned, “I’m wondering what makes her so great, and what makes you enjoy her so much. Maybe I’ll have to pay her a visit sometime, and see for myself.”

“No!” Applejack cried, “You wouldn’t… not… Rarity… uhhhrgh…”

“Shhh.” Trixie didn’t answer, “Now, tell me where you put that apple sauce?”

“On her chest…” Applejack answered, “On her hooves… they’re sensitive…urggh.. because.. manicures… ohhhh Trixie no!!”
Trixie’s tongue was getting lower and lower down her stomach.

“Where else?” The unicorn asked.

“On her rump…” Applejack replied without hesitation this time.

“Then you lick it off?”

“Yeah…”

“You’ve still got a few minutes.” Trixie warned the country mare, as she stopped lapping.

“I put it between her legs and make her lift her skirt and beg me to lick it off.” Applejack said quickly, hoping that would suffice.

Trixie then gave one final long lick, right down to her mound, then she lifted her head and stared down at the country mares most private area.

“You mean, here?” She asked, grinning.

“Y…yeah.” Applejack answered, feeling utterly defeated.

Then, to her horror, Trixie levitated the bottle of the peppermint tingle potion, and held it just above Applejack's most sensitive area.

"NO... Please!" Applejack begged. She shut her eyes tight, and whimpered.

To the farm ponies relief, Trixie returned the bottle to it's place in the case. She instead took her hoof, and gently brushed down Applejack’s stomach, then lightly down between her legs.

“OHHHHHHH” Applejack moaned,

“You are pretty wet down there.” Trixie commented, “I wonder, is that from me, or is that from... Rarity?”

Applejack gulped as Trixie spent a few seconds inspecting her,

“Either way, you’re in desperate need of some attention.” The unicorn concluded.

“Ohhh fuck.” Applejack cried, “No…”

The earth pony tilted her head back, and closed her eyes, expecting the worst. It was true, she was really wet down there, and her clit was throbbing like crazy. She really did need some attention, but did that mean… this was almost over?

For a few minutes, nothing happened. Applejack's heart was thumping, she had no idea what Trixie was going to do to her, but she knew it wouldn't be anything quick and simple.

“But, that will just have to wait.” Trixie smiled, “You didn’t think I was going to miss out your hooves now did you?”

At those words, the feather circling Applejacks hind legs lowered and the mare found herself crying with laugher,

“Ahahahahahahahaaa!!” Tears streamed down her face, “NO HAHAHAHAHHAHAA YOU SAID… IF I TOLD YOU… NOOOO!!”

“Oh please, haven't you learned? The Great and Powerful Trixie is not that predictable.” The unicorn said proudly.

Applejack couldn’t move her hoof away from the feather, and it was driving her insane.

"Hhahahaha! STOP TRIXIE! HAHAHA Please!!"

Trixie lifted a scrubbing brush, and the country mare shook her head frantically as the unicorn applied it to her other helpless hoof.

“Please… no… not… HAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!"

Trixie tickled Applejack's hooves violently with the objects. The feather was light and fast, and the brush was firm and inescapable. After what seemed like hours, Applejack was on the verge of blacking out, she could barely breathe, and was about to faint with exhaustion. Her face was red, her mound was throbbing, and every inch of her body was tingling like crazy.

Trixie didn't want her victim passing out, so she allowed the mare to rest for a few minutes. She wiped Applejack's forehead with a nearby cloth, and gave her a drink of water from another of the bottles. As Applejack caught her breathe, the unicorn made a dramatic announcement.

"And now, The Great and Powerful Trixie has something extra special planned for you." Trixie bellowed, "Do you remember when you said you enjoy being teased?"

She levitated the plume, and made it hover above Applejack's soaking area.

The farm pony weakly opened her eyes, “No… Trixie... please….”

The unicorn grinned at her helpless, restrained, and turned on victim,

“The slightest touch down there will drive you wild." She wiggled the feather, "The Great and Powerful Trixie is going to stimulate you, but it won’t be enough pressure to give you the release you desperately need. You’re going to have to beg Trixie for that.”

Applejack shook her head, and pleaded through tears,

"No...I won't... Trixie please... don't do this..."

"Are you ready?" Asked the unicorn, as she slowly lowered the plume to meet it's target.