Moondancer

Twilight woke to find the glowing orbs that lit the room dimmed to almost darkness. She was lying on her side, facing the pile of books on the bedside table. A warm, protective wing was stretched over her as an impromptu blanket, and an arm that absorbed all light was draped over her torso. Twilight was grateful to find that Entice’s claws were still sheathed, as Entice was possessively cupping one of her boobs. Twilight could feel Entice’s body pressed against her back, Entice’s breath on her shoulder, and the now familiar feeling of Entice’s tail wrapped loosely around her leg. It felt good.

Entice immediately noticed that Twilight was awake.

“Did you sleep well, mistress?”

“Yes, thank you, Entice.”

“Good. How can I serve you today? Would you like to continue where you left off last night?”

“I’m not sure,” said Twilight sleepily, “I enjoyed it, but, well, it was a lot more fun when you were trying to make me– eep.”

Twilight could feel Entice’s grin.

“No, no, speak your mind, mistress. If you would prefer, I would be delighted to pretend that the tables were turned, and that you were resisting my will. I would love to wring orgasm after orgasm out of you, while you futilely try to resist. Would you like that, mistress?”

“...yes” said Twilight, in a small voice.

“Then kiss me, mistress, and I shall take back most of what was given. I will, however, permit you to retain some endurance. You will find that I can be quite demanding of those that refuse to betray their friends at my command.”

Twilight rose to her knees, and faced Entice. She took a breath, and let it out in a puff. Twilight closed her eyes, and leaned forward for a kiss.

Twilight had expected to feel drained at the very least. She thought that it might even hurt. She had forgotten that legends were full of people who willingly gave up their soul for a single kiss from a succubi’s infernal lips. She was beginning to understand why. The kiss blew Twilight’s mind, opening it up to every pleasurable sensation traversing her body, every part of her emanating dizzying joy. This was no orgasm, it was the feeling of physical bliss.

When the kiss was over, Twilight let herself fall on the sheets, insensate. The loss of her unnatural strength was nothing compared to the loss of Entice’s lips on hers, but even that pain passed with surprising swiftness, leaving only a burning lust that she knew would not be easily satisfied. Twilight levered herself back upright, shaking her head to clear it.

“Ready?” asked Entice.

“Wow,” said Twilight.

Entice grinned.

“Oh. Um, yes. Ready.”

Entice rolled away from Twilight and off the bed. Twilight yelped with surprise with the speed at which the bed manacled her, pulling arms and legs apart. Entice’s kiss had indeed reclaimed Twilight’s short-lived strength, and the chains held her tight. Satisfied that her ‘slave’ was ready, Entice straddled Twilight, wings spread wide and talons extended, laughing exultantly.

“Ha ha! You’re mine, now, slave. I shall make your fantasies take form before your eyes and pleasure you with infernal skill! Resist all you want, slave, but I shall have my fill! Ha ha ha ha ha!”

“No! Have mercy!”

As before, shadows collected and then took the form of her night-time fantasies. Shadow-Moondancer stalked towards the bed with a little black dress and a wicked smile.

“Oh, wait,” said Twilight in a normal voice.

The shadows froze in place.

“Is there a problem, mistress?”

“How do I tell them, that is, you, to, um, ease up?”

“I can read you easily enough, mistress. If you prefer, though, ‘red’ for ‘stop’, ‘yellow’ for ‘break’, and ‘green’ for ‘go’ or ‘harder’?”

“Okay. Green,” said Twilight, looking hungrily at the simulacrum of Moondancer.

“Twily, I still haven’t forgiven you for the skirt incident,” said a grinning shadow-Moondancer, “If you want my forgiveness, you’re going to have to earn it.”

Twilight noticed with a mix of excitement and alarm that other fond fantasies were forming an orderly line to the bed, clearly intending to take turns. She tried to work out what she felt about that, but then Shadow-Moondancer bit her nipple, and all coherent thought fled.

The shadows took turns.

First shadow-Moondancer, kissing and teasing and nibbling while Twilight tugged helplessly on her bonds, longing for relief. Only when Twilight was so far gone that she could barely speak did shadow-Moondancer use mouth and hands to give Twilight her long-sought-after climax.

Entice groaned with joy, her orgasm synchronised with Twilight’s.

Then shadow-Cadance came, dressed in an unadorned pink silk sari, and drove off Moondancer. The princess tenderly freed Twilight from the bed, and offered to kiss any boo-boos better. Twilight had none, but offered up her body for kissing anyway. First her wrists, then her arms, then her neck… Each part offered was kissed with increasing passion.

When Twilight’s hands got too busy, Cadance pushed Twilight down onto the bed, and danced for her. Swaying her hips and twirling to an unheard beat, Cadance gracefully shed her sari, unwinding it from her body and wrapping it around Twilight’s. Twilight was feeling too distracted to resist. Cadance’s hips hypnotised Twilight until Cadance was naked and only Twilight’s most sensitive areas were left exposed. It was but the work of a moment for Cadance to then bring Twilight to orgasm.

Entice arched her back in ecstasy.

Shadow-Cadance looked over her shoulder as Twilight was still recovering, and ran off, saying that she couldn’t be caught by the guards. Cadance wasn’t caught, but Twilight was. She was still wrapped up in the sari, so Guard Amethyst Wings, and another handsome aerial guard that Twilight didn’t recognise, had an easy time capturing her.

They debated about what to do with their prize, until they settled on sharing her. The new guard, ‘Flash’, took her from the front, while Amethyst took her from behind. Twilight was sandwiched between the two, far more full than she ever thought she could be, and loving it.

Twilight’s orgasmic cry as she came was echoed by Entice’s own response.

Footsteps on stone stole the attention of Twilight’s captors, and the two gallants fled as fast as their wings could take them. When shadow-Princess Celestia stood into the light, Twilight could not find it in herself to blame them.

Princess Celestia was resplendent, luminescent, and glorious in her cloth of gold robe. Twilight would have fallen to her knees if she were able, but she was still bound in Cadance’s sari. With a wicked smile, shadow-Celestia levitated Twilight, and unwrapped her. She did not, however, return her to the ground.

Twilight’s stammered excuses for her predicament stuttered into silence when shadow-Celestia revealed the very familiar hairbrush she was holding. She had barely ever even dared to fantasise about this, but Twilight was helpless and exposed, and shadow-Celestia knew entirely too much about how Twilight liked to use the hairbrush.

Twilight nearly fainted when she came. Entice quite possibly did, as shadow-Celestia, and her aura holding Twilight aloft, both disappeared. Twilight landed with a thump, but was too far gone to notice.

When she had recovered her senses and her breath, Twilight slowly stood on shaky legs. The clop of hooves on stone was loud in the room. Twilight knew her fantasies well. Firelance. Twilight didn’t know what to think, or do. She wanted Firelance. She didn’t want Firelance. Caution warred with desire, the hooves got closer, and Twilight panicked and ran.

She was halfway across the room on shaky legs when the floor fell away around her. She was left standing on a small island of stone, surrounded by a plummeting drop into bubbling lava. It was an illusion, but it was a very good illusion.

Before Twilight could test the ground, Daring Doo swung from a rope. She wore an adventurer’s gear, complete with a pith helmet, and a tight khaki shirt. She had numerous coils of rope about her person. Shadow-Daring Doo’s wild smile, illuminated by the lava below, made Twilight burst into laughter. This was a familiar fantasy, and a comfortable one.

As always, Daring had an escape potion, but was loathe to give it up. As always, Twilight suggested that they gamble for it. Knucklebones. As always, Twilight lost each bounce, and, as always, she gladly paid the forfeit where Daring bound a limb. As always, a button or two on Daring’s shirt popped loose each time Twilight fumbled a catch.

When she was fantasising in bed, Twilight never got further than the third bounce before matters reached a climax. This time, Daring was topless by the time that Twilight was helpless, her playing hand the last limb to be tied. Daring took her prize, teasing another orgasm from Twilight, before flying away.

Before Twilight could think about her situation, Ahuizotl’s henchmen found her. Using a magic staff to make a bridge over the lava, they carried her, hogtied, to Ahuizotl’s throne room.

Entice was playing Ahuizotl, her costume comprising of a cheap foam hand impaled on her spiked tail. Illusions made Entice’s bedroom into a lavish oriental throne room. Her henchmen included shadow-Amethyst and shadow-Flash (wearing different, skimpier, armour), and both shadow-Cadance and shadow-Moondancer were at her feet.

Both women had metal collars, with chains that were tethered to the ground, but neither seemed to notice as they were both far too engrossed in making out with each other. Twilight had to look away.

Entice-Ahuizotl laid Twilight out on an altar. There was talk of sacrifice, and ancient gods, but Twilight was having too much fun to be paying much attention.

This game was interrupted by a loud knock on the door.

Everyone froze.

There was another knock.

“Hold on, Twilight, I’ll go get it,” said Entice-Ahuizotl, lifting her face from between Twilight’s legs. The foam hand went flying into darkness with a flick of her tail, and the illusionary hall faded away.

Twilight had no idea what Entice was planning on doing as the succubus strolled to the great sealed doors. Doors that no force on Equestria, short of Princess Celestia, would be able to open.

Her confusion didn’t stop Twilight from admiring the sway of Entice’s hips, exaggerated by the swish of her tail.

Entice turned the door handle and pulled. The seal on the door broke with a bright flash of silvery light.

Twilight gaped.

Moondancer stood on the other side of the door.

Moondancer was fully dressed, with her backpack on her back, and a bundle in her arms. She shifted the bundle onto a single arm, freeing up the other to wave at Twilight.

“Hi guys. Sorry to interrupt the fun, but it’s only a few hours before my shift starts at the café, and I’d kinda like to freshen up before I get back to work.”

Entice took the bundle from Moondancer, and hugged her close. Moondancer hugged Entice in return.

“Oh, hey Twilight. Really sorry to interrupt your fun. I, uh, grabbed all your stuff and brought it down here. Thanks so much for inviting me to your thing, it’s been real. You are both definitely invited to my next party.

“Uh, Twilight?”

Twilight was still staring at the door.

“Door. Open. Seal. Big seal. Celestial Seal. Broken.”

“Aww, Twilight you are so adorable when you’re confused.”

Moondancer walked down the length of the room, past rows of shadows waiting patiently to play with Twilight. She paused a moment beside shadow-Moondancer to compare her own bust with the shadow’s, and then moved on.

Twilight’s gaze left the door to focus on Moondancer, and then switch between her and Entice.

“Wait, you were plotting with her all along? That doesn’t make any sense. What’s going on? How did you know about a castle you didn’t know about, to contact a sleeping succubus, and make a deal to bring me here? What’s going on?”

“Sorry, Twilight,” said Entice, “Looks like time’s up. And we were having so much fun. I’ll send you back to Ponyville, and then tidy up here.”

The ropes and chains restraining Twilight disappeared with a wave of Entice’s hand.

“Ponyville? Back? What?”

“Oh, can I tell her?” begged Moondancer, “Can I?”

“Oh, all right. I was looking forward to it, but you really made this weekend special for us, so go ahead,” Entice’s voice changed in tone and pitch, and her body wavered and shifted until Princess Luna was standing in the room, naked.

“Who are you?! What– Princess Luna is a succubus?! Wait– The world has gone crazy. Tell me what?”

Moondancer knelt down next to the bed, so that she could look Twilight straight in the eyes.

“‘Shazam’.”

The codeword dispelled Twilight’s self-inflicted amnesia spell. Twilight mouth dropped open in shock as her memories of her life after her time in Canterlot all came rushing back to her.

Luna laughed. She also removed the magical inhibitor she had placed on her girlfriend, as it was clearly no longer needed. Moondancer waved a hand in front of Twilight’s cross-eyed face with some amusement.

“I think we broke her.”

“My Twilight will be fine, Moondancer. It’ll just take her a moment to get back up to speed, that’s all,” Princess Luna sighed, surveying the room, arms akimbo.

“It’s going to take a while to repair all this damage you two caused, you know. Then I’ll have to clear out the sex gear, and get this place back to being a safe room.”

Moondancer looked around admiringly.

“You did a great job setting this place up. It’s a real shame I never managed to get captured a second time; a girl could have real fun in a place like this…” Moondancer wistfully eyed the shadow constructs patiently queueing to please Twilight, “How much time did we say Twilight would have to free me from you, before I became your slave? Four hours? Mmmmmmm. Ah well, maybe next time.”

“A missed opportunity, perhaps. Still, if you don’t need to get back home immediately, I can spare a little time…” said Luna, she waved at the array of shadows, “Anything catch your eye?”

Moondancer eagerly surveyed the shadows, pausing at the Royal Guards, “No Captain Shining Armour, huh? That’s a pity.”

“What?! Moondancer, he’s my big brother!”

“Welcome back, Twilight,” said Luna, “I hope you enjoyed this as much as I did. Come here and kiss me.”

“Awww,” said Moondancer, watching the kiss. She was startled when a heavy hand landed on her shoulder, turning her around.

An accurate simulacrum of Shining Armour stood behind her, with a serious expression. He was flanked by two burly royal guards, one on each side. Moondancer couldn’t hold back her grin, no matter how hard she tried.

“Sorry, ma’am, but you’re going to have to come with us. Some items have recently gone missing, and we’ve had an anonymous tip off that you might know something about it.”

“Ah! Officer, you surprised me. There’s surely some mistake!”

“No mistake ma’am,” said Shining Armour, who then turned to the other guards, “Search her. Thoroughly.”

The two guards seized her arms with practiced ease while Moondancer struggled. Shining Armour took Moondancer’s backpack from one of the guards, and casually rooted through it.

“What have we here?” he asked, pulling out Princess Luna’s dressing gown, much to Moondancer’s surprise, “Stealing from the crown? Dear, dear me. I think we’re going to have to go hard on you.”

“Hey, I lost that!” Moondancer turned to look at Luna.

“Play along, dear. You can keep it as a souvenir; I’ve taken out the wing-slots and lifted the hem a touch. I’m afraid I can’t let you keep the pyramid that you were planning on running off with; I need to put it back in my sister’s private collection before she notices it missing. I have yet to decide whether or not to redact the contents first…”

“Sweet! I love that robe. Ah,” she turned back to Shining Armour, “The robe was a gift! Princess Luna gave it to me!”

“A likely story,” said Shining Armour, “No, I think we’re going to have to show you what we do to thieves around here,” he turned to shadow Daring Do, and gestured to the coil of rope she was holding, “Excuse me, ma’am, could I borrow that?”

He took the rope and held it aloft so that Moondancer could see it clearly.

“Eeek!”

Twilight turned away to Princess Luna, “I do not need to see my brother fucking Moondancer, thank you very much,” then in a much quieter voice, “he already took Cadance from me, after all.”

“Aww, sorry Twilight. Don’t worry, I’ll distract you,” said Luna. She sat down onto a chair, and pulled Twilight down onto her lap.

“Can’t you just disapparate them?”

“Silly Twily, that would be rude. Moondancer is still playing with them.”

“If you insist. You did a great job of playing as Moondancer, by the way. You really picked up her mannerisms and expressions very well. I’m impressed.”

“Thank you. I only needed to keep up the disguise for a minute or so, of course, but I take pride in my work.”

“Wait, a few minutes? I was with you for most of the night–”

Twilight cut off when Luna kissed her nose.

“Silly Twily. Did you really think I’d pass up the opportunity to throw you two together and see how you got on?”

Twilight turned, shocked, to look at Moondancer. She then wished she hadn’t. Moondancer’s jeans and panties were now on the floor about her feet. Moondancer’s hands were tied behind her back, and she was bent over a table. The shadow of her brother was spanking her with almost as much enthusiasm as Moondancer seemed to have in being spanked. Twilight looked away again.

“Yes, Twily, that is the girl you lusted after for several years in silence. You have excellent taste, by the way. And yes, she swapped places with me within minutes of the amnesia spell, so if there’s an inch of her body that you haven’t explored yet, it isn’t for the want of an opportunity. Consider it a gift for being such a wonderful girlfriend. You’re welcome.”

“Buh?”

“Moondancer is right, you are adorable when you’re confused,” said Luna happily.

Twilight buried her head in Luna’s shoulder to hide her blush.

Luna was true to her word, and set about distracting Twilight. The sounds of Moondancer’s spanking faded into the distance.

Luna had forgotten to remove the spell that took Twilight’s pleasure and fed it, amplified, into her. Twilight’s climax left Luna stunned for a moment. Twilight looked around, slightly breathless, thinking that the lack of the sounds of spanking meant that the coast was clear. It wasn’t.

Moondancer was now completely naked, trussed up on the bed, on her back, with her legs held high in the air by the same rope that had held her wrists before. Shadow Shining Armour was now naked as well, and thrusting hard and fast into the ecstatic Moondancer.

Twilight turned her attention back to her girlfriend, trying to block out the sounds coming from behind her.

Moondancer was now wearing her new robe, and a grin that threatened to split her face. Luna had modified the symbol on the back to more closely match Moondancer’s cutiemark, and Moondancer couldn’t be happier.

She perched on the edge of the table, facing both Luna and Twilight.

“Well, ‘thanks’ again, I guess. I really do need to get going if I’m not going to miss my shift. Here,” said Moondancer, reaching into her backpack, and pulling out two presents wrapped in black silk, “I made these for you.”

She handed a bundle to each of her friends. Luna’s gift was an applewood carving of Twilight, her arms open to embrace the world. Twilight’s was Luna carved from a dark wood, her arms also open. The pair delightedly brought the statuettes together, and blinked with surprise when they came alive, hugging each other.

“They had a text on the principles of animation in the library. Wanted to give it a go. Hope you like them.”

“They’re wonderful, Moondancer!” said Twilight, “Thank you!”

“Glad you like them. I hope my dad likes his too…”

Moondancer pulled a third statuette from her pack. It was Moondancer, as a girl, with a wide toothy smile and a bow in her hair. All three of them watched the animation of the statue slowly aged up to match the young woman holding it. The wide smile, and the bow in her hair, stayed the same.

“I’m sure he’ll love it,” said Twilight, “When are you going to give it to him?”

“Next weekend, if I can get the guts to do it. Then we can have a long-overdue talk.”

Twilight slipped off Luna’s lap to give Moondancer a hug, with Luna then rising and hugging them both.

“Oh!” said Moondancer, “Before this get all too blubbery, here’s a couple of backstage passes for our next show. Hope you can make it.”

Twilight took the tickets, and then realised that she wasn’t wearing any clothes and had nowhere to put them. She ended up putting them on the table, next to a pile of books covered in flakes of masonry.

Luna opened a portal that led to what appeared to be the living room of a large shared house, complete with discarded musical instruments, laundry on the radiators, and partially uneaten food on the table.

“Hope that my housemates aren’t hogging the shower again. See you later, Twily, Princess.”

Moondancer waved goodbye before stepping into the portal, carrying her pack and the rest of her clothes. Twilight heard the first portion of a brief exchange between Moondancer and one of her housemates, before the portal closed behind her.

“She stole a couple of books from the library, didn’t she?” said Twilight, still staring at the space where the portal had been.

“Yes,” said Princess Luna, “Yes, she did.”

“Darn it.”

Luna hugged Twilight.

“That was fun. Thank you, Twily.”

“It was fun for me too. Still, I’ve got to ask: ‘Entice’?”

“Hey, when Moon Reader blew my story open, I had to come up with something in a hurry. I think she was quite fun.”

“She was very fun. She was also completely invulnerable, and was able to cast spells at grandmaster level, and beyond, in at least five schools of magic. A little unlikely, don’t you think? A normal succubi would be too weak to raise her head after being sealed up for a thousand years.”

Luna shrugged, “You bought it, love. That’s all that matters. Maybe we can try it again next year, and give Nightmare Moon another chance to come out and play.”

“I can’t tell if you’re joking or not. Do you really want to do this again next year? Did you really like it?”

“I really did.”

“Good. Happy Birthday, Luny.”

“So, did you learn anything from your experience?”

“Hmm. ‘Dear Princess Luna, today I learned that my fears of being turned down by Moondancer prevented me from learning so much about so many things, and stopped me from making a good friend. Oh, and I also learned that while I prefer being tied up, tying up other people can be fun too.’”

“Very nice. We may have to explore that second bit in more detail, later.”

“I’m looking forward to it. In fact, I don’t have to be back in Ponyville until this evening. Why don’t I help you patch up some of the holes I made in the walls, and then I can have another ‘showdown’ with Entice before heading home?”

“Sounds like a great idea, Twily. I’ll join you shortly for the tidy-up, but there’s something I need to do first.”

“What’s that?”

“I need to see Moon Reader. I hadn’t realised that he was still here, still loyal after all those years, and after all I had done. I need to see if I can help him, finally, rest in peace.”