Moondancer

“Twilight! It’s simply wonderful to see you! Oh, but where are my manners? It’s rather draughty here. Let me close the door.”

Entice clicked her talons. The door behind her slammed shut.

“And the window.”

A gesture, and a deep blue shield appeared to block the hole in the ceiling. There was no way that a shield that thick could be breached by anything less than heavy siege equipment. Even the wand would likely not be enough, and it was in Moondancer’s pack anyway. Twilight took a step backwards, alarmed that her escape route was gone so quickly.

“Now, would you like a drink before I punish you for running off, and leaving me all alone?”

Setting her shoulders, Twilight took a deep breath and raised her head to meet Entice’s burning eyes.

“Hello, Entice. I don’t need a drink, thank you. You may kneel, though, while I decide what to do with you.”

Entice roared with laughter that shook the room, nearly deafening Twilight.

“Kneel? Twilight, I think the excitement has gotten to your head. Have you forgotten who is in control here?”

Entice closed the distance between them with shocking swiftness until she was towering over Twilight. Twilight didn’t flinch.

“Twilight, I’m considerably older than you, more powerful, and more knowledgeable; I’m better, faster, stronger than you in every conceivable way. You don’t even have any magic. Now, you may kiss my feet, and I may be feeling generous enough to forgive your hubris. Maybe.”

Twilight smiled up at Entice.

“Oh, I know who’s in charge here, Entice,” she turned her back to the demon, looking around the room, “This is a nice place. Been your room for a long time?”

“Don’t push it, Twilight…” growled Entice.

“Oh? And what will you do? Kill me? I doubt it. Hurt me?” Twilight walked past her, trailing a finger along one of Entice’s smooth talons, “I don’t think so. You need me. You see, you’re not the only immortal who likes me. I know Princess Celestia.”

“Celestia!” spat Entice. She dropped to the floor, and span to face Twilight again.

“I’m her personal student,” Twilight grinned, stepping close to Entice, staring deep in her eyes, “She’ll be looking for me, in a couple of days. She knows about this place. She’ll know about you. And when she comes, what will she find? She finds me hurt, finds me dead, broken, ensorcelled? You’ll wish you were trapped in this dingy little room for another thousand lonely years. Have you ever seen her angry? I haven’t, but there are stories in the history books. Her wrath is legendary.”

Entice stepped back a half-step. Twilight moved foward to match.

“I don’t think you want that. But there is another option,” Twilight’s fingers traced the contours of Entice’s unresisting body, “She comes here and find her favourite student happy, healthy, and of clear mind? There’s only one person in Equestria who can free you from here, Entice. Only one goddess who can break the seal that binds you, and send you home. And if I ask her nicely…”

Entice let out a puff of hot, cinnamon-scented breath, but didn’t take her eyes from Twilight.

“So, here’s how it is going to go. You’re going to give me my magic back. You’re going to answer all my questions. You’re going to run and fetch at my command. And if you’re very, very, obedient, I might let you feed a little, while we wait. Maybe,” Twilight smiled tightly up at the succubus, “Until then, though? Kneel.”

The blazing fury in Entice’s eyes bored into Twilight’s soul, but Twilight held her gaze. A bead of sweat formed on Twilight’s forehead. Entice cocked her head to one side, and smiled, showing several arrays of pointed teeth. Her chuckle was warm, rich, and embracing.

“Oh, Twilight. You almost had me,” she said, shaking her head, “You really are very convincing. But you forget: I knew Celestia, before her sister fell. Yes, she took students, and you clearly have what it takes, but Twilight, Twilight… She doesn’t like bad girls. Her favourites don’t run away to mysterious castles without telling anyone where they’re going. Her favourites don’t cause wanton destruction wherever they go. Her students don’t treat their girlfriends like this–”

Entice snapped her talons, and Twilight’s pack appeared in her hand. She reached inside and pulled out the recording pyramid. It treacherously showed Twilight throwing Moondancer onto Princess Luna’s bed. Twilight teleporting off Moondancer’s clothing. Twilight biting Moondancer’s ear…

“–no, Twilight. I don’t think Princess Celestia is coming to save you.”

“But it’s true!”

“Hmm, she might have changed, but no, probably not. What to do? What to do?” Entice tapped a talon to her teeth, producing a clicking noise loud in the quiet of the room, “I know. You may have noticed I like to gamble on occasion, Twilight. When the odds are in my favour, of course. But I’m true to my word. So how about it? Fancy a roll of the dice?”

Twilight had backed away from Entice, looking around the room for a weapon.

“Well, Twilight? Do you like to gamble?”

“What do you have in mind? Give me back my magic, and a head start, see if I can make it out of here?” asked Twilight hopefully.

“Ha ha, no, not this time. No, I have something else in mind. I get my ten minutes to play with you. If you manage to last ten minutes without feeding me, I’ll play along and pretend everything you said is true. I’ll be your properly obsequious servant, absolutely obedient to your whims,” Entice turned sideways to Twilight and stretched languorously, wings flared, showing off her exciting, dark, profile, “If you fail to hold out, though, then we agree that you are my naughty little student, and that you need to be punished,” she turned her head turned to look at Twilight, “How about it?”

Twilight looked around, but couldn’t see a way out. There were no weapons in the chamber; Entice had no need of them. Her heart was hammering in her chest. She was already feeling the start of the warm heat between her legs. Losing might not be all that bad…

“Okay.” said Twilight.

“What’s in the chest?” asked Twilight, backing away from Entice’s glowing grin.

“Relax, Twilight. My bed, the chest, its contents, they’re all for punishing naughty girls. You’re not a naughty girl, are you? You’re not going to fail, after all. And if you don’t fail, you’ll never need to know what toys I have waiting for you, or what they do…”

The first feeling of warm, wet, need flowed down Twilight’s spine, accumulating between her legs. She kept backing further away, but took care to stay clear of the bed.

“Now, now. The clock doesn’t start until I say it does, so stand still. We’re both going to enjoy this.”

Twilight had tried circling around the table, keeping it between Entice and herself. Entice dealt with that strategy with ease, pushing the table up against the remaining bookshelves. With that last strategy gone, Twilight found her back to the wall, nowhere to turn. Entice loomed over her, knowing smile under hungry eyes.

Twilight acceded to the inevitable, and stepped forward, hands at her sides, and closed her eyes. Nothing happened. Twilight opened her eyes a peek.

Entice had been waiting for her attention. Her claws seemed to leave a silver trace in the air behind them as they flashed in the light. Tatters of fabric fell to the floor. Twilight’s shirt was cut open from neck to navel. Twilight gasped, and tried to hold the flapping ends together to maintain her modesty. A portion of the centre section was gone and the ends didn’t quite meet.

The next cut was just as quick, cutting through both padded jacket and tank-top sleeves on Twilight’s left arm. Twilight reflexively jerked that arm away, exposing her right arm for Entice to shred the clothing protecting that side. For all her speed and power, Entice’s claws hadn’t even touched Twilight’s skin.

“Let it go, Twilight. If you win, I’ll clothe you in silks and furs that would befit a Princess. If you lose, you won’t need clothing again.”

Twilight shook her head, and didn’t let go of the remains of her tops. Entice smiled.

Reaching forward, she gently hooked a talon under the belt-line of Twilight’s panties. The talon drifted down her leg, the denim of the shorts shearing with almost no resistance in a long *rrrrriiiiipp*. Again Twilight twisted away, again it merely exposed her other side to a similar attack. Soon the remains of her shorts and underwear were only held in place by her clenched legs.

Entice tenderly took one of Twilight’s hands, and turned it so that the wrist faced her. She ran a claw down the inside of her arm, tickling her skin without scratching it. The claw ran down Twilight’s wrist, to her hand, and cut through the fingerless glove. Entice hooked a claw into the glove and pulled what was left of it off Twilight’s hand and let it drop to the floor.

The other hand was taken, the other glove removed. Without her hands to hold it in place, Twilight’s top fell to the floor. Twilight clutched her hands to shield her breasts. Entice knelt at her feet. Twilight didn’t pull away fast enough to stop her from catching a foot. Again, the razor-sharp claws did their work, and both boot and sock were cut through with ease, and fell to join the growing pile of destroyed clothes. The other boot fared no better and Twilight was now entirely naked except for the tatters of cloth between her legs. The increasingly soaked cloth between Twilight’s legs.

“There, isn’t that better? Don’t worry if you’re feeling cold, I’ll warm you right up.”

Entice’s wide leer was enough to make Twilight take a step backwards, letting the last remains of her clothes to drift onto the rest of the shreds.

Entice’s hands moved, too fast for Twilight to see. The succubus scooped up Twilight in one arm and carried her to a space near the bed. One of Twilight’s hands was lifted high in the air, and a padded manacle hanging from the ceiling snapped around it. Twilight tugged futilely at the chain, but Entice didn’t give her much time to test its strength before the other arm was manacled as well. Her legs followed soon after.

Twilight stood spreadeagled, defiant, and very aroused.

Entice leaned in and whispered into her ear, “My ten minutes start now.”

“What?!”

Entice laughed.

“My game, my rules, and I can’t let you just stall for time.”

Twilight’s eyes flicked to the door. Entice caught the glance.

“Waiting for your friend to somehow rescue you? That should be amusing.”

No, thought Twilight, Moondancer has had plenty of time to seal the door. I’ve already won. I just need to play along until Princess Celestia rescues me.

“Nothing to say? Don’t worry, you’ll see little Moondancer soon. When I know that you’re mine, I’ll send you out to recapture her. I like you so much, I’ll even give her to you to play with.”

Twilight blinked.

“Let’s get started, shall we?”

Entice clearly knew what Twilight liked, from the feeling of helpless exposure, the casual displays of power, the chains… Twilight tried to pull her leg away when Entice ran her hand up it, but the chains held easily. The hand flowed around Twilight’s side, descended to her bum, and squeezed.

The succubus leaned in, and licked Twilight’s neck in one long movement. Hot breath down her back as the demon pressed close. Entice embraced Twilight, pressing their bodies together, sharing a growing heat, and then stepped back.

“Now, I looked through your pack, I hope you don’t mind, and I found a real toy. Not that silly stick of yours.”

Entice had found the dildo. Unlike the wand, it was the perfect shape and size to get Twilight going. Entice had even lubricated and warmed it beforehand, not that either action was needed with the heat and fluid coming from Twilight.

The dildo slipped into Twilight’s pussy with little resistance, and Entice began to move it back and forth with confidence. Twilight drew a deep breath, but didn’t respond otherwise.

Entice was clearly in tune with Twilight’s arousal, and tried to vary the frequency of the dildo to bring Twilight to a fast and needed orgasm. It took her a couple of minutes to realise that it wasn’t working. Twilight was resisting her, and her ardour was fading.

“Come on, Twilight. You know that you’re a bad girl. Don’t fight me. You know you want to come. You’ll love what I’ve got in store for you…”

“Sorry,” gasped Twilight, “Got a headache.”

Entice cast a diagnostic spell.

“Liar. Very well, if you want more, I shall provide more.”

Entice removed the dildo and stood. Twilight’s loins ached for the missing dildo, but she said nothing. Entice casually tossed the dildo behind her and placed her hands on either side of Twilight’s head.

“Luna wasn’t just the mistress of shadows, she was the mistress of dreams. Let me show you a combination of the magics, and make your fantasies come alive!”

A new light appeared in the room, as bright and rosy as the dawn. Moondancer stepped out of the shadows, wearing a swimming suit. She grinned wickedly at Twilight, and approached. Entice stood aside and let her work.

Moondancer leaned in and nibbled on the nipple on one of her breasts. Twilight groaned.

“B– big deal. So I fancy my friend. So what? Your shadow isn’t very convincing–” Twilight couldn’t finish when the shadow Moondancer’s hand dropped to her slit and teased its way in.

“Oh, there’s more where she came from, Twilight. Many, many more.”

Another light, another shadow. Tall, masculine, an aerial built for flying, lithe and muscular. Long purple hair, a wide, innocent smile. He was naked, and ready for action. Twilight was shocked.

“Guard Amethyst Flight! I– I never told anyone–”

Amethyst didn’t hesitate, walking around Twilight. The shadow Moondancer’s hand started moving faster, her hungry mouth moving freely over Twilight’s body, kissing and nipping, just the way Twilight had fantasised so many times. The aerial stood directly behind Twilight and pressed forward. Twilight felt his slick erection press against her, find a groove, slide into position, strong hands on her waist, he pushed in–

Twilight nearly came right there. She cried out loud, bucked her hips, but didn’t come. Her two lovers moved in synchrony, holding, kissing, caressing. Twilight’s senses swam, but she held on.

A rosy glow caught her eye, and Princess Cadance stepped out. She was naked. Where shadow Moondancer was excited, and Amethyst Flight was stoic, Cadance was smiling serenely. She was holding up a hairbrush in one hand.

“You’re a very naughty girl, Twilight. What have you been doing with this hairbrush? You’re going to have to show me, so I can punish you properly. You’re going to get spanked, young lady.”

Twilight trembled, and then raised her head defiantly.

“No.”

“Hmm?” asked shadow Moondancer, curling her fingers to just barely touch a spot that made Twilight whimper.

“N– No. I’m not going to give in.”

“Are you sure,” whispered Amethyst Wings in her ear, timing it to coincide with another thrust.

“I– I’m sure. If I give in, I’ll be betraying Moondancer. The real Moondancer. I’m not going to do it.”

“Argh” growled Entice with frustration. She waved a talon and the three shadows disappeared.

“I’ve still got three minutes. I’m not done yet, Twilight.”

Entice said a command word, and the manacles on Twilight’s wrists and ankles sprang open. Twilight staggered forward, her weight no longer taken by the chains, but Entice caught her with one arm. Twilight pulled away and stood tall and proud, opposite Entice.

“I detest the lack of subtlety, but you leave me no choice. Let’s see how you–”

Entice didn’t get to finish her speech. The real Moondancer leaped through the doors, smoothly levelling the siege wand at the succubus. She sprinted down the length of the room, and was almost halfway when the a blast of silver light finally shot from the wand and struck the demoness.

Entice had turned to face the intruder, and the blast struck her full in the chest. She flew back against the wall with a thud, and then fell forward onto the bed. Moondancer reached the stunned Twilight, grabbed her wrist, and dragged her towards the door.

Twilight was quick to recover. She snatched the pyramid on the way past, and sped on to the door, keeping pace with Moondancer.

Entice struggled up, only to be grappled by the chains on the bed.

“LET ME GO, YOU STUPID BED!”

Entice ripped one of the chains from the bed, the sound of the woodwork splintering filling the room. Twilight didn’t look back. They were nearly at the door when the next chain was wrenched free with a loud retort.

Ploughing through the door, she gripped on the right hand door and slammed it shut, Moondancer doing the same with the other side. Twilight leaned against the doors in desperation, watching as Moondancer hurriedly pulled out the wax seal from her pack.

They could both clearly hear the sound of the last two chains shattering in quick succession.

“Get back here, Twilight!” roared Entice.

Moondancer slapped the seal on the door. It flared with silver light, and a tracework of magical lines flowed across the door. Twilight gasped with relief and pushed herself to her feet.

The boom when Entice collided with the doors sounded like thunder, but the seal held. Twilight and Moondancer stepped back, staring at the door. Another BOOM, but the seal didn’t give. Entice pounded on it in a cacophonic fury. The seal stayed strong.

“TWILIGHT!” shouted Entice from behind the doors, “Come back!”

“Sorry, Entice,” whispered Twilight, before turning down the corridor that started a long path to the surface, Moondancer by her side.

“Please!”

Twilight didn’t look back. The sound of the hammering on the doors faded behind them.