Moondancer

“So, are you fully recovered now, mistress?”

Twilight sat straight in her chair, her fur robe protected her modesty once more, her hair neatened, and her blush was almost entirely faded.

“Absolutely, ‘slave’. Now. Serious question. You mentioned dream magic. Can you see, enter, or change people’s dreams? If so, what’s your range?”

“Oh. Yes, yes, yes, and long. Why do you ask?”

“I was thinking that you could teach me your magics in my sleep. In Canterlot. That is, me in Canterlot, you here. Uh, if you can…”

Entice appeared delighted.

“A wonderful idea mistress! I’d love to do that. Now that I’ve seen your soul up close, I can find it almost anywhere. It would be rather tiring, though…”

“Tiring?”

“Oh yes. Such a long range. You’ll have to visit in person every month, to help ‘recharge my wand’. In fact, we’d better work on building a surplus of energy right now, if you’re leaving in only a couple of days…”

“Oh!” The blush was back in full force.

“Oh, come now, Twilight! You have your own demoness sex slave at your beck and call. Were you really planning on spending our time together studying?”

Entice was highly amused. Twilight shrunk into her robe, cheeks glowing bright.

“Awww, I’m sorry Twi– I mean mistress. Don’t you want to play? You could punish me for teasing you, or stealing your magic. Maybe you’ll be able to force me to give it back, if you’re strict enough…”

“Well, I did, rather unwisely, drink an energy drink of unknown origins that appears to have contained some sort of aphrodisiac, so I suspect that I wouldn’t be able to concentrate for long anyway. I’m not sure how to go about punishing you, though.”

“Oh, don’t worry mistress, I’m sure anything you do will be sheer torment.”

Twilight looked at Entice, her doubt and disbelief plain on her face.

“Alternatively,” said Entice musingly, “How about your ‘friend’? She callously handed you over to a demoness, fully expecting you to be enslaved. Surely a little revenge is in order? Think of all the fun we could have, luring her here. You could punish her. I think you’d both like that, and I’d love to help.”

“Moondancer! Is she okay? She’s been all alone in the castle for hours! Where’s your mirror?”

Entice sighed.

“Twilight, I don’t think you quite get the idea of ‘revenge’. Alright, alright, let’s look in the mirror.”

Moondancer was in the library, carving something from a apple branch. She was softly singing a jaunty song to herself as she worked. The table she was working on was covered with the remains of a very large meal. Wood shavings lay all about her feet.

“Truly, her situation looks desperate, mistress, but together we can save her.”

“Turn off the mirror, Entice. She’s fine. She and I’ll talk, later.”

“Are you sure, mistress? No threesomes?” Entice sounded disappointed.

“Nope. Greedy demoness. Naughty greedy demoness. Naughty demoness who needs to be punished!”

“Yes, Mistress!”

Twilight pulled Entice away from the mirror and towards the bed. When they reached it, Twilight threw Entice onto the bed (with Entice’s help).

The chains once more came alive, and shot towards the bed’s occupant. Entice spread her arms and legs to make it easy for the chains to bind her. Twilight noted with some amusement that there was even a small, delicate, silver chain for Entice’s tail.

Once Entice was properly restrained, Twilight clambered onto the bed and straddled her captive.

“Aha! You’re mine now, slave! Prepare to be punished!”

“Noooooo!” Entice struggled against the chains, careful not to actually break them.

Twilight felt for Entice’s breasts and, once she found them, pinched one of her nipples, hard.

“Aaah! Mercy, mistress! Mercy!”

Twilight let go of the nipple and sat back with frustration.

“Sorry, but this just isn’t working; I can tell you’re just humouring me.”

“Mistress, I am sorry, but I am considerably stronger and more durable than yourself. I am bound by my word, not by these chains.”

“Alright, be less strong and less durable then. Or make me stronger, tougher. Help me feel in control.”

“Mistress?”

“Entice, you are clearly far more powerful than your fellow succubi. Your strength, power, and endurance is nearly divine. I believe that part of that is not innate, but the result of magic. Give it up. Or give it to me. Temporarily.”

“Very clever, mistress. You are not quite correct, a great deal of my power came over time. This bed, those chains, would hold me fast originally, but I have been the consort of a goddess… I could pass on some infusion of my power. It wouldn’t last long, but yes… Please release me, mistress, if that is your desire. Command the bed to unbind me.”

“Uh, bed, unbind your– oh.”

At the word ‘unbind’ the manacles on the bed released themselves and fell away, freeing Entice. The succubi sat up, Twilight shifting out of the way to allow her to do so. Entice motioned Twilight closer, and caught her in a tight embrace. Entice kissed Twilight.

The kiss was electrifying. Twilight felt power from Entice flow through her, infusing her limbs. The power kept on coming, until Twilight’s head swam and she felt as light a feather. It seemed to take forever for the power to stop coming.

“Wow!” said Twilight.

“There,” said Entice, “That is as much as I dare give. You are now stronger than I, and almost as durable. Please sit, mistress.”

Twilight, unused to incredible strength, nearly launched herself into the ceiling trying to sit on the edge of the bed.

“Wooooh,” said Twilight, impressed.

Once Entice was happy that Twilight was sitting calmly, and was not going to do the room any damage, she began rooting around inside the chest at the foot of the bed. It didn’t take long for her to pull out a large pair of black panties.

Entice took one of Twilight’s legs and slipped the panties on. Twilight stood, very carefully, to help Entice slip the panties on her. She was surprised when the panties shrunk to fit her hips.

“Uh, why am I wearing these?” asked Twilight.

“A moment longer, mistress, and all will be clear.”

Entice then took a large dildo from the chest and offered the base of it up to the panties. There was a *click* and the dildo held in place.

“Wow! I can feel that!”

“Yes, mistress. You now enjoy a temporary new member, complete with all the sensations that they come with. Do not worry for its strength, this toy was used by my previous mistress. It can take a lot of ‘rough and tumble’. Now, stand here, please.”

Twilight complied, a curious look on her face. She didn’t resist when Entice took one of her arms and lifted it in the air so that the manacles could bind it, nor did she resist when Entice repeated the exercise with her other arm, nor indeed when Entice bound her legs in a similar fashion. Her frown did deepen though.

She now stood spread-eagled, just as she had done the first time she was in this chamber.

“Entice, why are you chaining me up?”

“Mistress, I am merely trying to demonstrate a point, while also providing us both with entertainment. You do not appear to understand command, mistress, allowing me to do as I please without any objection. If you wish to dominate me, you must take charge.”

“Okay. Release me, slave.”

Entice laughed.

“Mistress, you are merely obeying me once more. Allow me to clarify. While you are empowered, I will not obey you. If you want me to do anything, you must force me to do it. If you want to do anything to me, I shall resist. Do you understand?”

“And these chains…”

“Are trivial to repair. They’ve been broken many times before. Unfortunately, I must say the same for the bed. If you wish to play with me, I suggest we do so on the bare floor. With your new resistances, you should feel no more discomfort than I.”

Twilight stood motionless, in thought. She then turned to the chain on her right arm. She gripped the chain in one hand. She pulled down, experimentally, and the thick chain snapped at its mooring into the ceiling. The rest of its length fell to the ground with a loud clatter. Twilight grinned.

She tugged at the chain on her other arm, and it failed, noisily, when the bolts securing the mooring onto the ceiling pulled free. She curiously hooked her fingers under one of the manacles and pulled outwards, and laughed as pieces of the mechanism went flying. It had offered no more resistance than a paper bracelet.

Twilight laughed.

Twilight kicked a leg, and then the other. The chains were broken, but the manacles remained, so she knelt down and slowly pinched the metal between thumb and forefinger. The metal gave way under the pressure from her fingers, like plasticine. Neither manacle could take that treatment for long, and soon Twilight was free.

Twilight turned to Entice and beckoned her forward. Entice shook her head, and crouched, spreading her arms and folding her wings close to her body, a wrestler’s stance. Twilight was happy to see that Entice’s claws were still sheathed.

Twilight stepped forward, and made a grab for Entice, but the succubus dodged out of the way.

Time suddenly seemed to slow for Twilight. Where previously Entice’s movements had been faster than she could track with her eyes, they now seemed to be lazy. Sounds changed to long, drawn-out, low pitched noises.

Twilight twisted her arm and made another grab, missing Entice by the slightest of margins. Entice leaned forward, to grab Twilight. Twilight ducked under Entice’s swinging arm, allowing Entice to ever-so-slowly fall forwards. With Entice’s balance slightly off, it was trivial for Twilight to step behind her and grasp her hips with both hands.

Entice tried to spin around. She was strong. Stronger than the chains. But not stronger than Twilight. Twilight tightened her grip, and lifted Entice, still struggling, into the air.

Entice kicked out with her feet. Twilight saw one of Entice’s feet gouge chunks of stone from the wall. Twilight’s eyes tracked the chunks as they drifted through the air. She had to resist the urge to drop Entice and snatch them from their flight.

Twilight reminded herself that she had a demon to bring to heel. She changed her stance, throwing Entice to the ground. Before Entice could lift herself back up, Twilight fell on her and knocked her hands from under her. Twilight took Entice’s arms and twisted them behind her back, over her wings.

Entice’s tail wrapped around Twilight’s leg and tried to pull her off-balance, but it wasn’t strong enough. Twilight shifted her grip to hold both of Entice’s arms with one hand, freeing up the other to unwind the tail from her leg. A moment’s thought suggested a practical use for the succubus’ tail, and Twilight used it to tie Entice’s arms together, knotting it tight.

Entice struggled to free her arms, but her tail held tight. Panting, Twilight made herself comfortable on Entice’s back. Time sped up to its usual rate. Entice was at Twilight’s mercy.

“So, what am I going to do with you, then, you naughty demoness?”

Entice turned her head to look to Twilight.

“If you are after suggestions, mistress, I suggest you listen to the device currently attached to your panties.”

Twilight laughed. She had a writhing, struggling succubus beneath her, a formerly indomitable enemy, and she liked it. A lot. It gave her a few ideas.

“I think I’ve just realised what your horns are for, Entice. Let me see.”

Twilight climbed off Entice and knelt down in front of her, knees spread. She took a horn in each hand, and used them to pull Entice’s head to her dildo. Entice’s long tongue flickered out of her mouth, eagerly reaching for the faux member.

Twilight let go of Entice’s horns in shock when the tongue teased and licked its length. The dildo fed sensations into Twilight as though it were more sensitive than the real thing.

Entice wriggled closer, allowing her to wrap her tongue around the dildo. Twilight moaned, and quickly regained control of Entice’s horns. She pulled hard until Entice’s eager mouth fully enclosed her dong.

“Mmmmm” said Twilight, luxuriating in the feeling of Entice’s lips and tongue working on the dildo. She arched her head backwards, and gaped at the ceiling without even seeing it. Her hands fell away from the horns, finally giving Entice the freedom of movement for her head to bob back and forth, working up a proper rhythm.

Twilight was breathing fast and sweating hard when she suddenly rebelled against the joyous feeling from the dildo. She seized Entice’s horns once more and pulled her off the dildo. Entice whimpered with her need.

“Sorry, Entice,” panted Twilight, “Being passive again. Bad. Can do better.”

Before Entice could question Twilight’s meaning, she found herself flipped head over heels until she landed on her back, her bound arms and wings trapped beneath her. She tried kicking Twilight, out of irritation of her treatment if nothing else, but Twilight’s semi-divine reflexes were more than adequate to allow her to knock aside the blow and move forward to kneel between Entice’s legs.

Twilight once again found herself moving with reflexes she didn’t know she had when she guided the dildo to a target that she could not see. Entice’s unrelenting black form prevented her features from being visible, but Twilight could feel the heat, and the dampness of Entice’s pussy, and pressed home sure and true.

“Much better!” Entice growled with approval, clamping down hard on the dildo deep inside her. Twilight gasped at the heat enveloping her.

Guided by instinct, Twilight pulled out and pushed herself back in with steady, powerful strokes. Entice was gripping her with incredible strength, and radiating the heat of the inferno, but to Twilight all that meant was ecstasy.

There was a rhythm here that Twilight had felt before with Moondancer. A steadily increasing tempo, a growing need that could only be resisted for so long. This time, however, there was far more power to her thrusts, and an excitement that forced bubbles of gleeful laughter from her lips.

Entice grunted each time Twilight pulled back. The succubus arched her back to try and keep their hips joined, but Twilight wouldn’t have it, pulling the dildo almost entirely out of Entice. She held there for a moment, and then pounded downwards with reflexive power that smashed the invulnerable demoness back onto the stone floor with enough force to make the bedrock crack and the room thunder.

The recoil from each thrust threw them a little way into the air. Entice tried to dig her heels into the ground to stop them from moving across the room, but it didn’t do any good. Twilight saw them getting closer and closer to the bed with every thrust. Catching sight of a bracket on the floor, securing a broken length of chain, she took action. With one hand she grabbed it anchoring their motion. The metal whined and twisted under her fingers, but she moderated her strength enough that it held.

Twilight fell back to pushing herself deep into Entice with renewed vigour. Entice was panting with joy each time the downward thrusts caught her breath. Entice’s legs were no longer needed to stop their drift. She angled them upwards and wrapped them around Twilight’s hips, allowing her mistress to pound her into the ground with that much more force.

The resistance, the growls from Entice, Entice’s legs wrapped around her body and squeezing tight, holding the writhing succubus down, holding Entice’s horns with one hand to save herself from being bitten, the illicit thrill and the excitement and the power–

For all of Twilight’s new strength, she was no more able to resist the orgasm threatening to overwhelm her.

Glorious fire surged up Twilight’s spine, setting fireworks in her head. She cried out loud and clear when she came, and then came again.

Entice’s shout was louder, bucking her hips, and gripping the dildo even harder, triggering another orgasm for Twilight. A constellation of stars exploded across Entice’s midnight body.

Twilight collapsed against Entice, breathing hard, her sweat mingling with that coming from the demoness.

Entice was slow to recover, gasping and twitching with secondary orgasms, but she eventually quietened. Lifting herself on one elbow, the succubus ran a hand through Twilight’s sweat-tangled hair. She caressed Twilight’s arm, and her tail entwined possessively around Twilight’s leg. They lay like that for a long time.

“Hey?” asked Twilight.

“Mmmm,” said Entice.

“Didn’t I tie up your arms and tail?”

“You tried, mistress. I am sorry to say that I was still humouring you.”

“Oh. Thank you.”

“You’re welcome, mistress,” said Entice, kissing her on the forehead, “Would you like to try again?”

“Not right now, thanks. I think that the energy drink ran out some time back there, and I’m feeling sleepy.”

“Sleep well, mistress. I shall repair the room while you rest, and we do this again when you awake. Maybe I’ll conjure some oil. Wrestling is much more fun when we’re both slippery.”

“‘kay. G’night.”

Entice carefully carried her mistress to the bed, ensuring that the chains did not bind her.

Exhausted, Twilight slept.