Between Two More

~~~~~The Golden Oaks Library, some hours later~~~~~

Twilight shut the door with a little more firmness than she’d intended behind the Princess and turned to slump against it. “Oh, thank Luna she’s gone.” She bumped her head against the door with a small and slightly insane laugh. She never thought she’d be so happy to see the Princess go away for a few hours, but after nearly six of the damn time measurements of discussing the interminable details of this insane ‘royal staff’ plan of hers, Twilight was very, very happy that she was going to get some time to herself. And possibly with Sunny, if she’d ever come home.

That was worrying, but also encouraging. It could mean that she’d ended up having a long, fruitful discussion with Rarity that would solve half her issues all in one fell swoop. Of course, it could also mean that she’d gotten into a knock-down, drag-out brawl and was now nursing a concussion in the hospital after the fact. But that was less likely. How less likely, she wasn’t prepared to speculate, but she was relatively certain they would have come and gotten her by now.

Spike was gone for the day, thank Celestia. Off playing with the Crusaders again, though this time at least it was something relatively harmless and not something likely to end with them being chased by timberwolves. Possibly Marty the manticore, but not timberwolves. Those were out of season right now, and she could worry about other things, like what she was going to do about this insane project.

She loved Celestia, with all of her heart, but the princess had officially gone off the deep end on this one. True, she’d shown Twilight the relevant law passages and given her some explanation about the nobles using this to get some kind of petty political leverage, but it was all noise and static as far as Twilight could figure. Somehow, the princess had gotten it into her head that Twilight needed help keeping things under control here. She had things perfectly under control! Okay, so Rarity and Sunset had nearly gone a couple of rounds, and Fluttershy had been acting a bit funny lately, and Pinkie Pie kept trying to sneak in on her and Sunset’s private time and-

Okay, maybe she could use a little help, but she really didn’t need a whole staff for that, she just needed to maybe hire an assistant or two. And somepony to keep Spike out of trouble. And a relationship counselor. And a psychiatrist for Sunset and possibly herself after all of this madness she’d had to deal with over the last three months since they’d gotten together and-

Okay, so maybe she needed more than a little help, but a whole royal staff was a bit much! She wasn’t crazy, or at least any crazier than she’d become since Celestia had decided it would be a good idea to slap some wings on her and make her a princess. That didn’t mean she needed maids or a major domo or a seneschal or whatever the heck a castellan was, even though the idea of having a professional chef around the place sounded pretty fun. She certainly didn’t need what amounted to a royal harem, either! No matter how sexy the idea was! Or how much fun it sounded like! Or how nice it would be for Sunset to have somepony she could talk to about sex without having to-

“GYAAAAAH!” She just yelled out in frustration, banging her head against the door a couple of times. She couldn’t DO that to Sunset! She loved her, no matter how incredibly frustrating she got sometimes! Twilight loved their play, she loved talking to somepony her intellectual equal… even if sometimes it was very hard to convince Sunset to stop deferring to everything she said and argue with her like a good academic. She loved the submissive attention too, even if it was occasionally a bit worrying. Even if, even if, even if… Why did she keep having to qualify everything with that?

In truth, it was probably because things weren’t perfect and never could be, and as much as she knew and accepted that, she had to wonder if Sunset knew it too. Which made it even harder, because she wanted to live up to that image of her Sunset seemed to have, and she was just going to break it if she went along with the princesses’ mad plan! She buried her face in her hooves and wanted so very much to have a good cry right then. But that would leave unmistakable signs, and then SOMEPONY would probably start asking themselves if Twilight was going to crack and mind-control the entire town into obsessing over Ms. Smarty Pants again. Which she’d have to find Ms Smarty Pants for, but she was pretty sure Sunset had put her in her- She blinked. Wait. Who’d had Smarty Pants last? Big Macintosh? Wait a minute, is that why he keeps asking for animation potions?

The thought utterly derailed her emotional freight train. She leaned against the side of the doorway and bumped her head gently against it over and over again. Why is it that everything around here always seems to go to Taratrus just as I think I’ve got a handle on it? She sniffled and tried to scold her nose into behaving. “Stop it, nose,” She half huffed, and it predictably didn’t listen to her. She sniffled again and forced her hoof over her eyes. “You too, eyes, there’s no time for this…”

And she really couldn’t have been more right. A quick three raps echoed through her skull from somepony on the other side. A patron? Maybe. She stood herself up, did what she could to look composed and organized, and opened the door. Her typical greeting was already half way over her tongue when she realized it was Sunny, not a townspony, at the door. And before she could adjust what she wanted to say, Sunset had wrapped her in the most warm, tender hug she’d ever received.

Sunny was oddly quiet and merely nuzzled against her. A sigh escaped her beloved’s chest. She whispered something, but Twilight was too busy burying her face in Sunset’s shoulder to catch what it had been. “What was that?” she half asked, not wanting to interrupt the moment of physical comfort but curious nonetheless. Sunset usually was a lot bolder than that.

“I love you, Mistress,” came the response, still quiet and soft. “I love you so much…” Twilight normally wouldn’t have been ‘worried’ per say about Sunny saying something like this, but after the past few days… “May we just… sit and talk for a little while?” Sunset asked, disengaging from their embrace and gazing beautifully into Twilight’s eyes.

“Sure.” It was an easy thing to agree to, after a long day… but to be honest, she really didn’t want to move anywhere right then and there. So she didn’t. She just grabbed a soft blanket from one of the chairs and laid it out in a comfortable spot to sit. It barely took any effort to move onto it with Sunset, and she leaned against her little submissive and closed her eyes. “Did you have a good day, today?” It was a simple enough thing to ask. Simple things would be good right now. It might help her take her mind off of the not-so-simple things. Maybe she could figure out what was wrong with her little Sunshine...

“Ups and downs,” Sunset said with a larger breath, leaning back into Twilight. “It… it really could’ve been better.” She paused. “Rarity’s wasn’t so bad at least.”

“Well, that’s good! Um. Kind of good?” She felt a little more warmth seeping into her voice and felt a smile coming on. At least one thing was going right today. “So, um… the princess had some interesting things to say about helping us with some of our problems here.” That was putting it mildly, but she had to approach this subject carefully. Sunset had given Twilight her full attention now, so she had to be cautious. She tried to smile, but it came out a little strained. “Some of it was a little out there.” And if that wasn't the understatement of the millennium, Twilight would eat AJ's hat.

Sunny squirmed a little atop the blanket, and Twilight moved some to accommodate her, ending with her cuddled even more closely to Twilight. Naturally now, Twilight wrapped her foreleg around Sunset’s middle, holding her there. “But you know how you’re going to take care of it all, right Mistress? I mean, you know what’s best for us… for… yeah…” She trailed off, and Twilight found herself gripping her beloved more tightly. How could she risk letting her go? It seemed so ridiculous now, putting the small moments like this on the line. And just because the princess said it was a good idea. Why couldn’t she come up with something better?

The problem was that ancient Equestrian law wasn’t the kind of thing one changed on a whim, even when important things were on the line. There had to be a way to keep everypony happy and make sure Celestia got what she wanted too. Maybe… maybe I can find some ponies that Sunset likes and will understand the situation. Then we don’t really have to do anything, they just need to be on staff. A song and dance, a show to keep the busybodies happy. That was, at best, a temporary solution. Celestia clearly thought there was more going on here, and she’d be watching like a hawk.

“... Twilight… We can do it. We can make it work… Ya know, figure it all out in the end,” Sunset said, running a soft hoof across Twilight’s stunned face. Had she really…? Yes, she really had used her name. And Twilight honestly couldn’t say if she thought it was a good or bad thing. But by that token alone, she smiled. Sunset trusted in her ability to make things right somehow, and that alone was a little bit of a boost after the ridiculousness of the day.

“I know,” she whispered, kissing Sunset on the lips. Not deeply or passionately. Just loving. “I think both of us have made it through worse, hm?”

“Definitely,” Sunny answered with a little nod.

“I mean, the world isn’t even coming to an end this time.” Twilight put on her best smile at that. “And you haven’t turned into some kind of demon, and I’m not growing extra limbs, and Pinkie Pie hasn’t tied either of us to a table yet.”

“I feel like it sometimes,” Sunset giggled, laying her head against Twilight’s chest. “Pinkie…? Do you want to be covered in whipped cream, Mistress? I wouldn’t be opposed… kinda…”

Twilight stared at her and burst into a quiet spate of laughter. Sure, she sounded more than a little crazy during it, but laughter was good right? “Oh Faust, I don’t think she’d stop at whipped cream, Sunny.” She giggled faintly and planted a gentle kiss on her cheek. “Though to be honest, I think that pony is hiding her own kinky side that goes far beyond the food.” That was an amusing thought, actually. Kinky Pie. Oh, the ribald jokes to be made there… She shook her head a little.

“Food…” Sunset said absently. “I didn’t eat lunch today… I’m a little hungry now that I think about it.”

“You didn’t what?” Twilight didn’t… quite… shriek, but she did yell a bit. Sunset jumped in place and Twilight facehoofed. The last thing she needed was Sunset delving back into her habits of not eating enough. They’d only just managed to get her over that! A quick glance at the clock told the time. Late, but not too late. This called for decisive action. “On your hooves, missy,” she directed with a firm glance, reaching around to the little cabinet by the door. “We need to get you fed.”

“Oh oh!” Sunset bounced in place. “Let me make dinner then! I can do it, I’m certain. Just for you and me Mistress.”

“As entertaining as that might be, given that you look rather exhausted…” Twilight began, and Sunset blushed a little from the comment. She really had to have been working extra hard with Rarity today. “We’re going to get us both a treat.” She tugged out her bits-purse, which was far heavier than it had been before in her life and jangled it cheerfully. “How does pizza sound to you?” She grinned. “We’ll even get it from Four Brothers.”

Sunny’s eyes lit up at the possibility, and she sat up with the most adorable, excited sound. Her hooves clapped to her cheeks, and she looked more thrilled than Spike with a personal tub of sapphire ice cream. “Oh yes yes yes!” she nearly squealed, giving a cute little kiss to Twilight’s horn, sending a little pleasant shiver down her spine. “Shall I get plates?”

She laughed softly. “Good idea. And break out the chips too. Screw eating healthy tonight.” She grinned brightly. “If you’d like you can get the projector out too. We’ll make a girls night of it. Spinach and red onion, right?” she teased, picking her favorite toppings of course.

“And should you get some banana peppers and broccoli for yourself, Mistress?” Sunset answered back with a sly tone. She giggled and slinked out from underneath their blanket, making sure to slide her body against Twilight. “Hurry please?” she asked playfully.

Twilight blushed at the soft feel of Sunset’s coat against hers, making her throat go dry. “Of course I will,” she promised quietly and quickly hurried out the door. I’ll give Leo and Raph a double tip if they can get these done fast!

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Sunset let loose an overly contented sigh as she crunched on one of her favorite peppers. It had been some time since she and Mistress had last eaten pizza together. And Sunset was quite happy it was rare. She could well and truly enjoy every moment in the now. She suppressed a giggle as she tried sneaking a slice of Mistress’s pizza out of the box with her magic. “Hah!” Mistress noticed immediately and smacked away Sunset’s feeble attempt. “Uh uh,” she tsked, though clearly amused. Sunset laughed behind the bite in her mouth and leaned against Mistress.

She turned her attention back to the projecting film for a few brief seconds. She was close to bursting it felt like, but in a good way. Her attention wandered, eventually settling on the smoothness of Mistress’ heartbeat and breathing. Her eyes slowly began drifting shut to the rhythm. She’d probably fall asleep like this, and a smile lit her lips at the images of Mistress carrying her back upstairs and tucking her in their bed.

Yes, she could lose herself in this. She was full, happy, and with Mistress. The day already seemed like a long ago memory. She could let it fade into the background as she drifted off, and by the time she woke, all of it would be a simple memory. And memories could be forgotten. Maybe. Possibly.

She did her utmost not to tense against Mistress, but her eyes did squint shut and a barely audible hiss escaped her lips and was drowned out by the film. Just trying to forget and hoping to forget, the raw guilt punched her in the gut. She knew beyond a shadow of a doubt she shouldn’t have done it. But she couldn’t change that she had now. And even worse, she couldn’t get it off her chest by telling Mistress. She couldn’t be sure how she would react, and that blindness was worse than knowing she would be angry. She just couldn’t face what might happen. Maybe in the future, but not now.

So she buried it deep where she could let it slip away in a mass of inconsequential memories. But this, just being with Mistress, she wouldn’t let this slip away for anything. Nor Mistress herself… Which kinda meant, at least in her mind, that she’d need to eventually ask about what she and the princess had been discussing. Well, now might not be a bad time considering Mistress was in a good mood, but…

Sharp, manic laughter emanated from the projector, and her head bolted up and with it, any contemplation she had crumbled to pieces. Blegh. Villains. It was actually pretty hard for her to imagine herself like that now, despite having been down that road. They said things were clearer from the other side, but she knew for a fact she’d never cackled. Much. Okay, maybe just that one time to see how it felt… And it honestly hadn’t lived up all that much. She idly wondered if somepony had ever bothered asking somepony bent on destruction if they enjoyed it at all. She guessed the answer would be no.

“You kinda giggled like that once, you know,” Mistress pointed out with a slice of pizza toward the screen. Sunset blinked at her in disbelief. “You were kind of sporting horns at the time, so you might not remember it,” Mistress allowed, giving a small smile and pushed just a tiny torn off bite of cheesy goodness past her open lips. “I much prefer you like this, anyway. Much cuter.” She giggled softly, her eyes sparkling.

“I… did… not,” Sunset attempted to huff around the glorious cheese wad. It came out sounding rather garbled, but she may have gotten her point across a little better for it. She swallowed. “It wasn’t all that… eh, comfortable anyway.”

“Comfortable?” Mistress blinked in confusion. “What, the glowing blue eyes, the bat wings, and the horns were awkward?” She half grinned. “I never would’ve guessed. Or maybe you were talking about those weird… hand-things.” She gave off a little shiver. “Now those were awkward.”

“No, no, no,” Sunset protested. For some reason, this felt rather important. “The laugh. It isn’t too comfortable to laugh that way. There’s the way the throat feels bent out of shape, the deeper breath you have to take, and having to think about doing it in the first place. Seriously… it takes way too much per-determined effort to do a laugh that way properly. I mean, why do they always show it that way? I think only Discord has enough insanity to do it without much thought.” She did huff this time. “Yeah… it’s stupid.” Yes, having done it before, she felt that was quite definitive enough.

Mistress was grinning at her slightly. “Sounds like you’ve given it plenty of thought.” She winked, teasingly. “I always wondered myself, having heard no few villains give off laughs like that in real life.” She ticked her hoof in the air. “You should’ve heard Nightmare Moon do it, though.” She shuddered a little and cuddled up closer to Sunset. “Closest I’ve ever come to understanding the term ‘bone chilling’.”

“There can’t be anything ‘bone chilling’ about it.” Sunset rolled her eyes, but she snuggled her body against Mistress anyway. It was so much warmer under a blanket. “It’s so… dorky… ugh…” She let off a sigh. Yes, she was determined never to do it again and make a point of explaining why he shouldn’t do it if she ever heard Discord laugh like that.

But Mistress just shook her head. “Trust me. Coming out of an alicorn you never even knew existed until that very day? Especially one who’s got you dead-to-rights?” She shivered again. “Not something I’d like to go through again, thank you.” She eyeballed Sunset, humming softly. “Why’s your mind stuck on this laugh thing? Is there anything about today you wanted to talk about?”

Sunset didn’t move. And she made a special effort not to tense. Mistress loved her too much to not pick up on that. Sure, there were plenty of things she probably would want to know, and most she needed to know. Fluttershy, her meeting with the nurse, the conversation with Celestia. The list of things she SHOULD be talking to her about was miles and miles long. But anything Sunset wanted to tell her right then? Not a chance. “No…” she said, uninterested, turning her attention to the projection’s end. “Would you hold that thought for just a moment, Mistress? I like this ending.”

Twilight’s mouth opened for a moment, then it shut, and she turned back to the screen. But she did hold on to Sunset’s hoof a little more tightly and gently nuzzled her cheek up against Sunset’s own. The film ended in a familiar way, the villain lay defeated and apparently vanquished, and the heroine and her lady love sailed off into the sunset together. Presumably at least until the inevitable sequel. (Sunset privately was getting rather sick of all these stories having sequels.) As the credits rolled, Twilight gently kissed her cheek. “So,” Twilight began quietly, and when Sunset turned to face her she looked oddly pensive. “Where do we go from here, then?”

“Uh… to bed? Mistress?” Sunset queried. She almost believed she didn’t know what Mistress meant.

Twilight shook her head slightly. “You know what I meant, Sunset.” Her tone became distinctly more firm. “We can’t dance around this forever. I need to know how you feel if I’m going to be any kind of special somepony to you.” She lifted a hoof and stroked Sunset’s cheeks. “I won’t let what we have fall apart if I can help it, Sunny.”

Why did she have to do that? Stroke her that way. She couldn’t avoid Mistress’ questions when she did that. A rather defeated sigh escaped her lips along with another pause. Her thoughts felt rather jumbled and nothing seemed to want to connect. “I just…” Getting those two words out helped. “I want you to always be there. I want to always be able to run and hide under you when I need…” That sounded better in her head. She should’ve kept her mouth shut until more coherent thoughts formed. “I just want us to be there with each other…” Oh joy, that was even worse. “Special. I want us to feel special together.”

Mistress smiled faintly. “I already feel special around you, sweetie.” She giggled faintly, and rested her head against Sunset’s so she could look closely into her eyes. “And I will never, ever not be there for you. No matter what happens to us, I swear you’ll always be an important part of me.” She smiled prettily. “Pinkie Promise.”

“I just feel like a loose leaf on a windy day. Lately anyway,” Sunset replied, looking away from Mistress. Her gut didn’t feel so good with those eyes so earnest and beautiful.

Mistress tsk’d loudly and turned her head back with a firm hoof. “Well I suppose I’d better make sure you’re properly tied down then, shouldn’t I?” Her smile was bright, but her eyes were hard. “It sounds like you’re in need of a little reminder of just how much I do care about you.”

Sunset’s heart didn’t exactly leap, but she could feel a fluttering in her chest. She lowered herself to her lowest lying position and slid beneath Mistress’ chin. “Would you? Sweep me up, I mean, Mistress? Please? I want to know for sure.” Her body was beginning to tingle, knowing what was on the horizon. Oh how she loved Mistress...

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Twilight felt warm inside as she plucked Sunset off the ground with her levitation magic, literally sweeping her off her hooves and nuzzling cutely against her cheek. “Hmmm. I think we ought to take this someplace quieter.” She flicked the ‘off’ switch on the movie projector and started to snuff out candles as she carried a happily giggling Sunset toward the secondary basement door. Secondary, because it had previously held the musty old newspaper archives of the library and had since been converted into something a great deal less musty. (The newspapers themselves had been transferred to the primary archive basement once she’d re-organized them of course.)

Twilight locked the front door with a brush of magic and very firmly threw the latches on all the windows before pushing open the door to her special basement. She hadn’t been kidding about Pinkie Pie trying to sneak in, and the best way to keep her out was to make sure everything was locked. That way there could be no ‘mysteriously’ open windows or doors for her to ‘just happen’ to stumble through. The stairs leading down were narrow, but still wide enough that she could hold Sunset in front of her like a blushing bride. Gyah. Keep your mind off that subject for tonight, Twilight. You don't even know if she'd take well to that suggestion yet...

Her cheeks colored a little, she and was thankful for the near darkness of the stairwell. Sunset whimpered adorably a little in the darkness, which only added to Twilight’s growing, heightened excitement. The basement smelled strongly of various special materials and lemony-sweet cleaning solution. She couldn’t trust Spike to clean THIS room, so she had to do it herself. After all, there were… things down here that no baby dragon should have to try to comprehend the use of. Especially not the triangle-seat. Or the whipping post. Or the suspension rig. (Especially not the suspension rig. Trying to explain all those ropes and chains…)

“Are you going to make me listen to you, Mistress?” Sunset cooed, and one of her hooves reached out into the low light to brush Twilight’s face. “You know, you might need something stronger than rope to keep me still… I’m feeling more energetic than normal.” The way she said those words. They dripped in sweetness probably more than any other part of her at the moment.

Twilight had to grin slowly. She questioned if Twilight could get her to listen eh? “Oh, I’ve got just the thing for that problem, little Sunny.” Twilight relished the chance to put on a very sinister voice and loved the way it echoed off the wall. Sunset shivered within her magical grip. Sunset didn’t think a laugh could sound evil, but Twilight knew better. The world opened up in front of them a moment later, with only the dim light of a few luminescent crystals to keep them from tripping over the room full of specially made furniture and a wall well hung with custom gear. Twilight smirked, grabbing for the first important item just by memory… “I’m going to make it so you’ve got no choice but to listen very closely to me…” she whispered. Dangerous. And an instant later pulled the thick black blindfold tight over Sunset’s eyes, plunging her into total blackness.

Sunset meeped in surprise, likely having expected to be set in a chair or lain across the back of one of the benches first. Of course, she liked being unpredictable once in a while and tonight she was going to go a few steps further. She hadn’t quite built the special tank she needed for the full effect, but she could get very close with a little magic. Now that Sunset couldn’t see, she brought the subtle crystals to life that would allow her to see into their little play area a bit better.

She grinned at the sound of Sunny expectantly licking her lips and offered one of her hooves for her love to kiss and lick. Hoofcuffs came off the wall as she held Sunset suspended in midair, the cute little filly gently pressing her lips to the tip of Twilight’s hoof to worship at it for a moment. It was one of her favorite ways to play, and normally Twilight would be glad to indulge her…

But tonight, Sunset needed to learn to listen a little better. The cuffs were pressed gently into place and buckled firmly to a sharp intake of breath from Sunset at the cold contact. Magical ropes were far easier to conjure than maintaining a levitation field, so one by one she secured the cuffs to the ethereal strands then to newly mounted bolts on her newest little invention. Once released, the magic took over and held Sunset in place, supported by nothing more than the levitation crystal underneath her yet unable to move her limbs from where the magic bound her to the wall.

If she’d done it right, it would feel like she was being held restrained in midair, but wasn’t supported atop anything. She should feel weightless, but there’s only one way to find out. “Comfortable?” she cooed into Sunset’s ear, running gentle and soothing hooves down her sides and leaning in to softly kiss her cheek.

“What is it I’m supposed to feel, Mistress?” Sunset asked, almost starting to pant in anticipation when Twilight caressed her. She did it again just to watch Sunset react. She half sighed in her own excitement.

Twilight smiled, if only to herself. “Wait for it.” She fetched the gag from the wall - a tight muzzle gag. It wasn’t unlike the saddle gag so common in Equestria, save that this one was designed to completely remove jaw movement… Sunset would have to breathe through her nose. Slowly putting it on was almost a sensual experience itself, making it clear the tightness and restrictive nature of the toy before putting it all the way on and watching for the signs that Sunset wanted to stop. But all she got was the tight little nod and pleading moan that said to go ahead, and she proceeded to strap the thing on. Sunset almost immediately began salivating, and something about gags caused her to start squirming so… enticingly in her bonds. Twilight made to kiss her, instead running her tongue over her lips very gently before pulling away.

Now fully immobilized, gagged, and robbed of her sight, Sunset was literally incapable of doing anything but listening to Twilight. It would take a few moments for her brain to catch up to the situation, so she stepped away from Sunset. The next few moments would be interesting to observe, as Sunset’s body began to register all of her other senses rendered inoperable. It would, if Twilight’s theories were correct, make her sense of touch and hearing incredibly sensitive.

But until then, she had some time to kill. So she decided to entice Sunset a bit. She walked with a deliberate slowness over to her wall of toys and slipped on her own black corset. She tightened it slowly, enjoying the sensual feel of the slick material over her coat. Light hoofboots next, so as to make her steps even more noticeable and give her a little sexy dominatrix lift. Thus more properly attired, she selected a few… party favors and pulled her favorite big, comfortable seat out from the corner. The scrape of the wood against the stone floor was echoing even to her, and she had to wonder what might be going through Sunset’s mind in that moment.

She perched up upon the seat and splayed herself out, running the ribbed handle of her favorite paddle down to somewhere it could do some good. She would not speak, of course. That would ruin the mood if she did it so quickly. No, she wanted to deliver a message to her little pony-toy. So she rubbed the ribbed shafter over her own quivering lips, and found them far wetter than she’d anticipated. Sheesh, she really was getting off on this evil seductress routine. Better be careful, or I’ll turn into Chrysalis! It was actually a rather amusing thought to imagine the villain bound up and at her not so tender mercies, and she allowed herself a quiet and distinctly chilling laugh. She’d learned from the best, after all.

She rubbed the handle up and down, biting at her lip to keep the sounds soft and enticing. It had been so long since they’d come down here and really let loose on one another, Twilight letting all of her desires for control out into the world, Sunset utterly giving in to her every whim. “Mf!” The sound escaped her throat, with the sight of Sunset so utterly helpless before her. She could do anything to her in this state. What was more, not only would Sunset let her… she’d probably enjoy it!

A series of needful, sexual moans escaped past her kitten’s gag, and she began to tug at the binds on her back legs. Twilight suppressed a more lustful sound as she watched Sunset wriggle and strain with her vocalizing. But she couldn’t help how much more aroused she became, especially when her wrapped up present started dripping onto the floor. It was a simple enough concept really, and actually kind of sexily scientific. The senses compensated when one wasn’t working properly, so it stood to reason one could make somepony very sensitive to certain stimuli if one shut off everything else. Like in this case… making it feel like she wasn’t touching anything but air, could see nothing but darkness and could not speak or taste anything but the inside of her mouth. That left only the sound she could hear around her and the smells of arousal that were already filling the room. It was glorious…

She felt her lips curl up, and her eyes half lid as another rush of pleasure went up her spine from the touch of her own toy. And she was fairly certain Sunset could clearly hear the wet sounds from her sliding it up and down… and up and down… She couldn’t leave Sunset for too long, of course. That would just be a little too cruel, but in about fifteen seconds she was certain things would be optimum. So she tried a little experiment, pushing the thick haft of her paddle in between her marehood and let the sweet moan that resulted loose into her dungeon. The sound echoed off the walls, and Sunset thrashed a little as she was bombarded by the sudden, far louder noise in her ears.

It wasn’t the bad thrashing either. She was simply unable to do anything but react to it, with Sunny’s cute little marecunt now pulsing with a need for somepony’s touch. She wasn’t going to get it for a while, though… Twilight smirked to herself and slowly uncoiled from her chair. She slipped up to the levitation device, and very carefully brought her lips up to Sunset’s ear. She breathed heavily, and Sunny tried to arch her body toward her with a pathetic whimper. “Do I have your… complete and undivided attention, little toy?” she cooed sexily, not coming close enough to touch.

“Mmmmhmmm!” Sunset attempted to work around the gag, only partially succeeding to Twilight’s delight. Her head bobbed up and down too, and very naughty images lit up Twilight’s mind upon seeing the motions. Sunny’s hind legs were still spread wide as she could manage, but she was now trying to reach out with her forelegs to touch her Mistress.

But Twilight simply slipped under her hooves and to the other side. She spoke again in a soft voice. “That’s good, because I think you’ve been forgetting your lessons. Such a naughty pet.” She giggled faintly, ducking under a hoof as it tried to search her out again. She had to keep Sunset from touching her until she’d made her point. “But my naughty pet needn’t worry. She’s got a lovely Mistress who can help teach her when she errs and forgets how much her Mistress loves her.”

“Em mow! Em mow!” Sunset cried out from behind her gag, and her pussy started winking, at least judging from the way she was only dripping her sweet mare juices every couple seconds. “E-et mm ee!” Twilight only giggled more and stood out of range, shaking her backside toward her tied up little one, letting her smell Twilight’s own love bits. Sunset only salivated more than she already was.

Good, she was hungry and desperate. Maybe now she’d listen. “Lesson number one,” she purred into Sunset’s right ear, pulling her paddle away from her sopping pussy and swinging it in to strike firmly against both buttocks. The smack echoed through the room and in Sunset’s ears. “Mistress loves her pet, very much.” She spoke sweetly, warmly, lovingly so. Even over the sound of Sunsets long, low groan through the gag. “Lesson two,” she giggled faintly and brought down the paddle again, this time a little more firmly. “Mistress will always take care of her pet.” Both buttcheeks had taken on a little bit of blush. “Lesson three,” she hummed and took another good heavy swing against that lovely ass. Sunset actually let out a little, cute squeal. The smack echoed one more time, and Twilight waited for quiet before speaking firmly. “Pet will never question lessons one and two, because she knows Mistress’ heart belongs to her pet.” She shouldered the thick wooden paddle and cooed softly. “Do you need me to repeat any of that?”

At first, dear bound and gagged little Sunset’s response was to shake her head ‘no’ until Twilight lightly slapped her ass with the paddle. A long moan interrupted her first reply, and Twilight could hear the stung panting of her very, very special somepony. Sunny paused, and her Mistress awaited a clearer answer… which came in the form of a little shake of her backside in Twilight’s face. Oh, well then. Twilight knew how to answer such an obvious invitation.

Yes. Her whip. She’d put a few lashes in, make a lasting impression. Not to mention she could run it all over her pet’s shivering body. Sunset equal parts loved and hated it, making it all the more pleasurable for Twilight. Her magic began searching out which one to use, but her eyes never left that beautiful, wet marehood. It glistened with Sunset’s arousal, and Twilight became suddenly aware of how her own cunt was soaking the insides of her legs. She leaned in close, breathing in the smell of her toy then letting it out slowly, blowing the hot air over Sunny’s cute little clit. She didn’t scream or whine like Twilight had expected, but she did shudder and groan pleasantly. But one thing was for certain, Twilight herself was intoxicated now. Nevermind need, she wanted what was right there so badly it was making her loins ache.

Her magic shifted and quickly found two other items. Things better suited for her mounting desire. She jangled and bopped the set of ass beads together loudly around Sunset’s sore flank, making sure her pet knew what was coming. Sunset didn’t prefer beads but they drove her wild like nothing else did, which was why Twilight had chosen to use them. She knew her pet needed the best orgasm, and she was going to be sure she got it no matter what.

Ever so slowly, relishing in every moan and sharp breath from Sunset, Twilight pushed the first of the beads up her plothole. “Count with me,” she cooed happily into Sunset’s ear. “One…” She giggled softly as the smallest of the beads pressed past her pucker and elicited a low groan. “Two…” Twilight continued, and after each one she made sure the next bumped against her kitten’s nub, which she responded to with a little, sensual yelp and jerking motion. “Mmm, Four. That’s a good little slut, but there’s three more, and they’re such big ones…” It was so much fun to look at Sunset’s sensual squirming and watch her forced to love every moment of this. “Not as big as some other things you’ve put up there, though,” she reminded Sunset with a teasing grin, and got a muffled gasp and a bright blush for her pleasure.

She slipped one of the bigger ones in slowly, making sure to add a little lube with the big ones. “Five,” she purred into Sunset’s ear, and got another long and low groan in response as she pushed the bead past. “Mm, that’s not the only thing going up inside you tonight.” She dropped her voice to a growl, and that instantly sent Sunset’s spine to rigidness. “Mm, I’ve got something very special for your wet little hole, pet. Six!” she snapped out, this time only waiting until the bead was lubed before pushing it past the pucker in one firm shove. “And seven,” she said in low tone, slipping with a manic grin to Sunset’s side. She ran her hooves all along her pet’s curves, all the while flapping her way to be level with her and bringing her newest of new toys into the right place.

“Now, I’d tell you to hold on to something…” Twilight giggled with a bit of madness, flaring out her wings, “but really, you’ve nothing to hold onto… So just enjoy the ride, pet.” She lined herself up properly, keeping the toy in her magic until the very last moment… And she shoved her own ass back, pushing the dual ended dildo into her pussy and further ramming it back into Sunset’s dripping hole.

Their ass cheeks slapped together, and both Twilight and her filly love loosed only subtly different moans. And using only her wings, Twilight pulled off, then dropped back down. Everything…. literally everything was arousing about it. And Twilight couldn’t stop herself as she rapidly built speed just to have her pussy filled at the same time as Sunset’s and have their butts meet so harshly. No wonder little Sunny enjoyed being spanked so much! “Mmmf!” She bit at her lip to keep from screaming, but the noise still filled her ears lusciously. “Such a good little pet-toy for Mistress,” she panted out and was rewarded with a long moan from behind Sunny’s gag. Twilight could only imagine what she was feeling just then, as she smacked back against her and moaned brightly. “Mmf… I love the noises you make when I use your little body…” Twilight growled, wishing she could grab onto Sunset right now.

But the pumping was so addicting, pulling and pushing inside her slick marehood and her slightly damp fur bouncing against Sunset. “Unn unn unn!” her sub managed to scream past the gag, fully engaging Twilight’s already intense thrusts. Now it wasn’t just her wings and mouth moving. Her hips, back… her whole body banged the toy with Sunset’s bound one.

Everything that had been rhythmic died away into full passion, until Sunny’s cute, heated moans reached one long, mounting sigh. At that, Twilight took the beads in her magic, collapsed the toy into both of them one last time, and yanked out the balls. She came gloriously, her wings shuddering trying to stay aloft and her pussy clenching and soaking the toy. Sunset’s whole body was wracked and her finishing groan was chopped with panting. And best of all, Twilight knew beyond a shadow of a doubt she could feel their warm mare love juices mixing along the shaft.

A few moments later, the high slowly came down. Twilight released the toy from her body and it flopped wetly to the floor. Her hooves came up under Sunset’s forelegs as she gently dispelled the magic bindings and brought her down to the ground with slow beats of her wings. Soft hooves stroked Sunset’s body as she slowly peeled away the gag, cuffs, and blindfold, holding Sunset close to her at all times. “Mmf…How was that for a lesson on listening, hm?” she gently teased, stroking Sunset’s mane lovingly as she fetched a clean towel from a pile to mop away any sweat and other stickiness.

Sunset gulped in as her rapid breathing became more regular, but her smile told Twilight most of what she expected. “I should listen to you more often I think, Mistress,” she sighed, allowing herself to flop back in Twilight’s magic, still riding out her high. “You… We touched a lot…” She giggled and reached out for a hug. And Twilight was only more than willing to return it, adding in a sweet kiss on the muzzle for good measure.

“Yes we did.” She smiled as gently as she could, nuzzling into Sunset’s cheek. “C’mon. Lets go shower and get some sleep. Tomorrow’s another day.” She made sure Sunset could stand, made sure that she was right next to her all the way up the steps (she was taking a little wider steps than usual…). She could clean up later, it was more important to make sure Sunset felt warm and loved right now. She’d deal with everything else tomorrow, including all of the rest of her problems. There has got to be a way to fix things. To fix you. To fix myself... I've got to find a way. There's got to be something I can do. Her thoughts were more determined than ever, as she pushed open the door to the dark library.

I'll think of something, Sunny. Somehow.

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Princess Celestia waited patiently for the steps to reach the loft bedroom and the door to shut quietly behind the two lovers. The pieces were all falling into place now, and it was becoming clear that events stood on the edge of a knife. Slip too far either way, and she could end up cutting the legs off of either of the precious ponies within. Be honest with yourself, Princess. Forced to choose, you know who would come first. Like it or not, there's only one mare in there that's absolutely indispensable.

But she was not going to be forced to choose. She would not be forced to make that choice again, between Equestria and those she loved. Not again. Not this time. She would lose neither of them, so help her. She simply needed to act swiftly, decisively, and without hesitation. That meant she needed to start pushing, or neither of those foolish mares she so loved would ever grow up. You can but hope they will forgive you for all of your meddling when it is done. She smiled sadly into the night. Or that Cadence will arrive out of nowhere and solve your problems for you. Right. And Luna will stop using the Royal Canterlot Voice at three in the morning, and Twilight will confess her undying love for you, and Pinkie Pie will start making sense, and Discord will eat an ice cream cone right side up for once. She snorted silently. And perhaps I shall eat cake for every meal and not gain any weight. Right. Be reasonable Celestia. The world is not and never shall be the ideal one you'd like to live in. Put on your big-mare panties and deal with it.

She waited for the sounds of water to fill the library before slipping in. She’d get to work tomorrow, and hope to the heavens that she was not too late. Sunset's problems are legion, but she is in no mental state to listen to me. I shall have to start with Twilight. She still respects my good sense, and as soon as I can get her to understand what's been going on maybe we can double-team Sunset's issues.... She glanced up at the stairs, the gentle murmurs of their voices coming to her ears like a sweet music. Twilight, I hope to Tartarus her love for you is strong enough to keep her from... from... She squashed the thought and whisked herself towards bed. The very last thing she needed to do was give herself nightmares over what obsession could do to a unicorn of Sunset's power...

I only hope I can get her to listen to me before the whole thing comes crumbling down atop us all.