Trixie tried to struggle, but the collar held her firmly; she was unable to take more than a couple of steps in any direction.

Rarity watched her helpless captive, and gave a huge, taunting grin.

“Trixie, you have messed with the wrong unicorn.” She informed the ‘great and powerful’ mare.

“Wh… what are you going to do?” Trixie stuttered a little in fear.

The blue mare began to panic as she realised the severity of her situation. She cursed herself for being fooled so easily; her over-active libido had really gotten her in trouble this time.

Rarity bought the spell book down, and took a look through its pages. After a few seconds, she seemed to find a spell that she rather liked the look of, “Ah, here we go.” She announced.

Trixie braced herself, preparing for the worst as Rarity’s horn began to glow a blue light.

However, to Trixie’s surprise, nothing seemed to happen, at least, not to herself.

Suddenly, Applejack’s body started to glow, and the ropes holding the earth pony began to untie themselves, as her body was levitated above the bench.

The two unicorns watched as Applejack slowly opened her eyes, then blinked a few times, stretched, and flicked her tail.

“Wh… what happened?” She asked, Rarity lifted her girlfriend down to the ground gently, and stroked her mane in an affectionate, comforting manner.

“It’s alright dear, you’re safe. Trixie did unspeakable things to you, and you passed out with exhaustion, but I found a spell in this book which rejuvenates the sexually exhausted. It says it’s a spell for couples who want to go at it all night, but just don’t have the stamina.”

Applejack thought for a moment, and then simply replied, “Hey Rarity… we should probably keep a hold of that book.”

Her girlfriend blushed, then giggled a little, and kissed Applejack’s forehead.

“Wait a sec… what about… Tri…” The farm mare began to ask.

As Rarity shifted a little to the side, Applejack noticed the blue unicorn, restrained by the metal collar and looking incredibly sorry for herself.

Rarity put a hoof around her girlfriend, and bragged menacingly,

“Trixie is our prisoner now, my love. That collar prevents her from using magic, and from moving around too much. I thought you would like to help me teach her a lesson, now, how should we punish her?”

Applejack smiled and approached Trixie, delighted to see her looking so helpless.

“Trixie, you went way too far this time!” She scolded the mare, “You kidnapped me, tortured me, and abused me, and now… it’s time for payback. Rarity, cast the sensitivity spell!”

Trixie gulped, “NO… No please… wait a second, we can work something ou…”

Before the unicorn could finish her sentence, Rarity cast the sensitivity spell and Trixie’s body became weak. It was incredibly difficult for her to stand upright, as her whole body was tingling and sensitive.

Applejack then leaned forward, gently brushed her girlfriend’s mane aside, and whispered something into her ear. A large smirk came across Rarity’s face, and she cast the rejuvenation spell once more, only this time, upon the ice bucket.

Over the past few hours, as expected, the majority of the ice in the bucket had melted. However, once Rarity cast the spell, it refroze and stacked up in small cubes, filled the bucket, and then continued to pile up like a small mountain.

Trixie was both confused and afraid; she knew that Rarity and Applejack were smart, creative ponies, and right now, they both wanted to punish her. Just thinking about what they had planned was driving the unicorn wild. Then, one of her captures spoke.

“Stand over the bucket.” Applejack commanded.

“Wh… what?” The Trixie questioned nervously.

“Stand over the bucket.” Repeated the farm mare, even more sternly, “Or do I need to give you a spanking?”

Trixie gulped. Her body was extremely fragile and weak, and because of the collar, she couldn’t walk more than a few feet. She was completely at the mercy of Applejack and Rarity, and they wanted vengeance. Maybe if she did what they said, they might go a little easier on her?

Trixie took a few shaky steps to the left, and positioned herself over the ice bucket. The top most ice cubes were mere millimetres away from her stomach, and the cold air on her overly sensitive flesh made her gasp and try to stand upright to avoid it, but in her weakened state, this was a huge challenge.

Then, Rarity said the words Trixie was both expecting and dreading,

“No, that won’t do, take a small step forwards.”

Trixie’s eyes grew wide, and she hesitated, to Applejack’s dismay.

“You heard my lady, a small step forward.” Applejack grabbed the tasselled whip that Trixie had used on her own rump earlier, and frowned as she struck it against the bench, threatening the mare.

Trixie whimpered, and said nothing, then slowly took a tiny step forward. The top of the ice was now in line with her lower stomach. She looked up hopefully, but Rarity raised an eyebrow, implying that she wasn’t in the least bit fooled.

Trixie didn’t need instructing further, she lowered her head submissively, and shuffled forward a little more. The blue mare gave a moan as the tip of the ice cube mountain was now just below her mound, and the cold air wafted upward, causing her body to spasm at its touch.

“Ohhhhh….that.s….c….cold…” She cried, and shuffled a little.

But Trixie didn’t dare step out of the way of the ice, for Applejack was still holding the whip, and Rarity still had the dreaded spell book. For now, she just had to obey.

“Now here’s what we’re going to do.” Applejack approached her victim, who was still moaning and trying to arch her body away from the ice bucket.

“Me and Rarity are gona have some fun with your helpless, overly sensitive body - and you’re gonna stand there and take it. If you step away from the ice bucket, you get punished, and if you move around too much and lower your rump… well, I think you know what will happen then.

Trixie looked nervously between her legs, at the moment, the ice was so close to her mound that the tiniest movement would create contact. However, if she could endure whatever torment Applejack and Rarity had in store for her for long enough, then the pile of ice would begin to melt, and she would eventually be free from it.

Trixie breathed heavily, and found herself becoming gradually more and more aroused by the ice cold air, and then, her captures approached.

Applejack grabbed a plume and held it out underneath the blue unicorn’s chin, forcing her to lift her head to avoid it’s ticklish brush upon her sensitive neck. Meanwhile, Rarity used her magic to lift Trixie’s tail.

For a moment, nothing happened. Trixie looked into Applejack’s eyes; the farm mare was scowling at her, but also had a wicked grin upon her face. Rarity seemed to be studying Trixie’s flank, but the blue unicorn dared not turn her head to try and see what was going on back there.

Suddenly, Trixie yelped when she felt Rarity touch her, but when her rear end lowered slightly toward the ice bucket, she immediately retained her upright position.

Applejack sniggered, “Don’t move.” She reminded the unicorn, gently brushing her chin with the plume.

“OHhh.. Apple…jack... did I tell you that… I’m sorry… urghh…” Trixie could now feel Rarity repeatedly touching and tormenting her rump, she blushed intensely at the thought, she wasn't used to so having much attention back there.

Applejack stroked Trixie’s neck with the plume, then whispered tauntingly, “Sorry ain’t gonna cut it.”

Over the next few minutes, Trixie felt Rarity parting her butt cheeks, feeling around them, playing with her flank, it was pretty humiliating and arousing, but nothing could have prepared the mare for what was to come next.

Buzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz

“No!!” Trixie exclaimed in horror.

That noise was all too familiar to the unicorn. It was a device which Trixie had purchased some time ago, and one she had on display when she had first taken Applejack prisoner.

Trixie had purchased the gadget off an odd mare, with an orange coat and a bright curled mane, which was streaked the colours of fire. The mare told Trixie that the object was a “one of a kind sexual stimulation device” and that it was not of the Pony world. She had asked for a high price, and in return also taught Trixie exactly how to use it. Trixie called the item her ‘lightning wand’, as it gave small volts of electricity which varied depending on its setting.

“It took me a while to figure out how to use it.” Rarity informed the others, “I’ve never seen anything quite like this before, even my own horn can’t produce electric volts.”

“NO… RARITY… APPLEJACK, NOT THAT, PLEASE!” Trixie whimpered in terror.

She had used the object on herself many times, but barely made it past the 2nd setting. It was so powerful, so stimulating, and sometimes, downright unbearable.

Buzzzzzzzz….

Trixie couldn’t tell when the object was going to touch her, as Applejack was still forcing her to look forwards, and using the feather whenever she didn’t comply.

She began to sweat, as the buzzing continued, wondering when it was going to make contact with her poor flank, and then…..

“Hold on a sec there Rarity.” Applejack interrupted, “Aren’t you forgetting something?”

Rarity was almost too caught up in her ordeal to understand what Applejack meant at first, but then she realised, and turned to the spell book again.

Trixie could do nothing but whimper and tremble, as her genitals were taken over by Rarity’s magic, and she cast was under that evil, wicked, climax denial spell.

Now, Trixie was truly helpless, and her punishment could continue, for as long as Applejack and Rarity wanted it to.

Trixie knew there was no point in begging for mercy, but she did it anyway.

“Please Applejack.” The unicorns wide eyes were full of fear. “We can talk this over, I can make it up to you… please!”

Applejack said nothing, she seemed to be struggling not to chuckle at her victim’s despair, and continued to hold the feather firmly in her mouth.

Buzzzzzzzzzz…..

Author's Note

Sorry for not updating my stories in so long, I've been pretty busy, hope you guys like this new update. The tables have turned for Trixie!