Pinkie gasped as the tentacles grabbed her. They felt surprisingly warm to the touch. She shivered despite the warm feeling, feeling her body restrained. She whimpered, her boobs being pushed against the floor. She struggled against the tentacles, trying her hardest to pull her arms out of it’s grasp - only to feel her legs spread instead. As she gasped again, the tentacles tightened; one slowly twisted up her leg.
She couldn’t hold back a light moan as the tentacle stroked her pussy, horrified (and massively turned on) to feel her juices spread across its length. Biting her lip, she tried to stop herself from feeling pleasure. It obviously didn’t work, of course, but that didn’t stop her from trying. The tentacle teased her swollen lips mercilessly, before finally thrusting inside. It hardly skipped a beat before pulling out, only to thrust back in just as aggressively.
Pinkie moaned, trying to bite off the lewd sound without success, as she felt the tentacle assault her harshly. She could feel every inch of it, ever last bit of it, flexing and coiling inside her tight walls. Panting, she moved her hips as much as the tentacles allowed; the sensation only drove her further into her pleasurable daze. She knew it was coming soon; she knew she was cumming soon. She cried out as another tentacle joined the other, fucking her like no tomorrow. Moaning loudly, arching her back, she -
“AH,” Pinkie cried out as she fell out of the bed. The sun shined in her eyes as she blinked, panting. Where… What happened? Where were those… those lovely tentacles?
She rubbed her eyes, her blush slowly beginning to fade. That’s right, she was in her room. Alone. No tentacles in sight. It was another beautiful day in Equestria. Birds chirped, the sun shined, and all was well. All was well, but one single, crucial detail. Pinkie had forgotten it was coming.
“Shit,” she said as she shifted around, the wet spot in her already soaked panties only growing. “I’m in heat…”
*~*~*~
Pinkie sighed as she walked down the street. You know what really sucks about being bi? When you’re in heat, everyone is fucking sexy. A lot of ponies are really sexy anyways, but now they were too sexy. She kept her eyes forward, trying to get to the market without running into anyone remotely sexy. Sadly, no such luck.
“Pinkie!” She froze as she heard her name called. Already blushing, she turned to see Twilight running up to her, waving. She waved back hesitantly. “I’m glad I caught you,” she said, panting as she reached Pinkie. Her panting would be sexier if it was from me shoving a dildo up that sweet - Pinkie cut the thought off, blushing a bit worse now. Twilight didn’t seem to notice and she kept talking. “I was hoping you could stop by later; I was thinking of trying out some new spells, and I know how much you like them.”
Pinkie did love Twilight’s spells. They usually ended in surprises, and Pinkie just loved surprises; but today of all days, being around a sexy librarian would be a little much for her burning clit to take. She cleared her throat. “I-I would love to, Twi, but I’m sort of going through something today…”
Twilight tilted her head. “Like what? Maybe I can help! After all, that’s what a good friend’s for,” she said, smiling brightly.
Pinkie coughed lightly, blushing, leaning close to Twilight’s ear. “T-twi, it’s kinda ‘that time of month’...”
Twilight tapped her chin before realization dawned. “O-Oh,” she said, blushing. She gulped. “I-I’m sorry, I didn’t know.”
Pinkie couldn’t help but giggle, rubbing her arm. “I certainly hope you didn’t - it wouldn’t be good if everypony could tell.” Both of them shared a small, conspiratorial giggle at that.
Twilight nodded, sighing. “Well, if that’s the case, I understand if you don’t want to come… Wait!” Her entire face brightened, but quickly fell. “You… probably wouldn’t want that. Nevermind,” she said quickly, blushing.
“Wouldn’t want what,” Pinkie asked, her curiosity spiking. What was this, then? Something new she could do? It obviously had something to do with her heat.
“Well… I know a few… ‘relieving’ spells that could end your heat… But they all can get a little… messy.”
Pinkie felt her already warm blush grow hotter; and another part of her grew from a furnace into the fiery pits of hell, but that was usual when something this sexy sounding came out of nowhere. “Messy?... A-as in…?”
“As in, I’ll send Spike out of the house for the day if you want to come over and try it. I-I’ll tell you what the spells do if you come over, but… it’s a little sensitive to talk about here.”
Pinkie nodded, contemplating the offer. One one hand, she could say no. She could tell her good friend that that would make things a little awkward between them, and that there was no way she was putting that much pressure on the librarian. She could walk away from this conversation, horny, but coping as she always did with her unrelenting heat. She could go to the store and buy the ice pack she was planning on buying and return home to numb her eager pussy on a bag of ice while watching tv.
Or she could hopefully get fucked silly by one of the only ponies in Ponyville whose relationship really wouldn’t be affected that greatly by a decent fucking.
“Can I come over now,” she said eagerly, getting a ripe blush from Twilight.
*~*~*~
Twilight sighed in relief as Spike walked out, leaving her and Pinkie alone. Turns out, he had plans with the cutie mark crusaders today anyways. She told him to just stay with Scootaloo and her family for the night; they were always alright with him staying there. When he asked why, she just told him she was doing some experiments today. He accepted it without question. Thank Celestia.
“So when can we start,” Pinkie asked, albeit a bit hesitantly. She had no idea what Twilight had in mind. What would the spell entail? Them fucking? Her fucking something? Orgy? As long as she was fucking something soon, Pinkie figured she’d be happy.
Twilight cleared her throat. “Well, first off, we should go to my bedroom. There’s only one window in there, so nopony will see us there.” Pinkie nodded and followed Twilight to her bedroom. The entire way there, Pinkie couldn’t tear her eyes away from Twilight’s ass. It swayed back and forth, hypnotizing her into following it anywhere; just so long as anywhere was a good sex dungeon.
Sadly, Twilight’s bedroom was no sex dungeon. It was neat and orderly, just like the tidy librarian. “Alright,” she said, her blush already growing. “I’ll need you to stand in the middle of the room.” Pinkie did as she asked. “Alright… Now… Are there any… well…”
“No need to be so hesitant,” Pinkie said, blushing bad. “We’re both friends here.”
Twilight smiled gratefully. “Any fetishes I can use here?”
Pinkie’s eyes widened. So there were different spells she could use? Her mind flashed back to this morning’s dream. “Tentacles.”
“Simple enough… What else?”
Her blush only grew as she thought of more and more. “I-I… I like BDSM,” she said, clearing her throat slightly as she said it. “I like it r-rough.”
“Dom or Sub?”
Oh Celestia, how does she of all ponies know what that means? “Sub.”
“Alright then. What’s your safeword, just in case?”
Pinkie gulped, her knees starting to tremble. All this talk was getting her more pent up that this morning ever did. “K-Kumquat.” Twilight couldn’t help but chuckle. “A-and…”
“Yes?”
“I-I’m sort of really sensitive to vibrations… I learned that one the hard way.”
Twilight smirked. “That’s great, Pinkie; this should be fun.” Pinkie gulped. Dear lord, she’s sexy. I could cum right here just from that smirk of hers. “If you’re ready, we’ll begin the ‘session’ then.”
Pinkie nodded. “A-alright… Let’s begin.”
“On your knees, bitch.” Pinkie’s eyes widened in disbelief. Twilight’s voice had shifted from friendly and a bit charming to downright harsh. She stared Twilight in the eyes, but there was nothing but sheer cockiness and pride in those eyes. Everything about her, stance or otherwise, screamed ‘I’m better than you’.
Her mind had suddenly turned to mush from that sight, and god damn, was it hot.
“Did I stutter, slut?!” Her friend’s horn glew, and Pinkie suddenly collapsed as her knees gave out. She kneeled in front of her best friend, now a harsh dominatrix. “There… Rule one, slut: any order I give, you obey. Any question I ask, you respond. You’re not to act out, or question me in any way. You have to trust me. Do you understand?”
“Y-Yes,” Pinkie said, trying to keep her voice from shaking. Whether it was from fright or sheer anticipation, she couldn’t tell. She was excited, that was for sure, but this was her best friend. How could she… She totally could. She was too horny to care.
Pinkie gasped as she felt a slap on her ass. It was hard, but certainly wasn’t hard enough to bruise; it was just unexpected. “Rule two: You will always refer to me as your better. I’ll let you pick the names, but I’d stick to Mistress, Master… Or even Princess,” her dom said, behind her.
“Y-Yes, Mistress.”
“Good girl.” Pinkie couldn’t help but feel a slight bit of pride at the praise. Sickening, embarrassing, erotic pride, but pride nonetheless. “The last rule…” Pinkie felt… something around her neck. Her face was completely red when she realized what it was. With a grunt of pain, Pinkie was pulled back by her leash and turned to face her master. Twilight grinned back at her, licking her lips lightly. “As long as you have on this leash…” Twilight leaned in close to Pinkie’s ear, close enough that Pinkie could feel her breath. “You belong,” she whispered, “to me.”
Pinkie gulped, panting already. “Y-Yes, Mistress.”
“Good. Now... “ Twilight dropped the end of the leash, standing straight again. “Let’s see you without those clothes on. Chop chop, slut.”
Pinkie brought a shaking hand to the edge of her shirt. With a few tugs, she managed to get it over her chest, revealing a blue and yellow bra beneath it. Shivering from the cold air in the room, she pulled the shirt off the rest of the way. Twilight watched as Pinkie started to move to unbutton her pants. “Not those. The bra first.”
Pinkie took a deep breath. “A-as you wish, Mistress.” She brought her hands behind her back, unclasping the hooks. As she did, her chest finally fell free. Her boobs were decently sized; even bigger than Twilights. Her nipples were already hardened, poking through the bras fabric. Pinkie quickly pulled it off before moving to her pants. Slipping those down, she was embarrassed to see the wet spot from her panties had begun to stain her pants as well. Gulping, she discarded those as well.
As she moved to take off her panties, Twilight held up her hand. “Hold.” Pinkie froze in place, not wishing to disobey. Twilight circled around her, making small ‘hmms’ as she took in her new toy. Pinkie shuddered as her friend looked at her, almost completely naked and practically dripping. “Pet, leave your panties on for a moment. Get on your stomach.”
Pinkie nodded, doing as she was told. She took a deep breath as the cold floor touched her stomach. What on earth was Twilight making her do? “Lift up your ass for your master.” Pinkie pressed her cheek against the ground for support and did so. “Spread your legs.”
Pinkie hesitated, if only for a moment. If she obeyed, her closest friend would see just how wet she was. She would see the mess she had made, would see just how desperate she was for this. It was absolutely humiliating. But, that was the point. Willing her paralyzed legs to move, she slowly spread her legs apart, balancing on her toes against the floor.
Twilight chuckled. “My… Those panties are simply soaked!~ Tell me, does the thought of me making you do such humiliating things really make you that wet?”
“Y-Yes, M-Mistress,” Pinkie said, panting lightly. “I-It makes me s-so wet…” Dear fucking Celestia, I just said that.
“Mmm… Like the thought of me shoving a dildo straight up your needy little pussy?” Pinkie shuddered and nodded against the floor. “Like the thought of me pleasuring my new toy by eating her out?”
“Y-Yes, M-Mistress, very much…”
“You really want to fuck your master, don’t you, you dirty little slut.” Twilight laughed as Pinkie nodded again, practically moaning on the floor. “Well, that’s a damn shame. Why should I give a whore like you the pleasure of fucking me?~” Twilight sat back on her bed, laughing.
Pinkie’s eyes widened. Surely she wasn’t serious! She couldn’t have lured Pinkie here just to embarrass her like that! “W-wait, w-what about t-those spells,” she asked, her mind a flurry of worry. She was panicked suddenly, and that’s why she didn’t realize her mistake until it was too late.
Twilight tapped her foot in the air, sighing. “Tsk tsk… I just gave them to you today, and you still forgot the rules…” Pinkie gulped. “Well, I guess that means I’ll have to punish you…”
“P-please, Mistress, I-I’m sorry,” she said quickly, fearfully. She knew that in BDSM, punishment was almost always pleasurable, but the mere thought of being punished sent her into a further panic. How could she have already failed that easily? She didn’t want Twilight to think she wasn’t trying hard enough. If she was punished, she might break another rule.
“Sorries don’t fix anything. Y’know what does?”
“P...Punishment, Master?”
Twilight smirked as her horn began to glow. “Punishment.”
Pinkie gasped as it grabbed her leg. She turned quickly to see the tentacles coming from a small hole in the ground; it had a lavender aura. It was her doms doing. This was her punishment. Her eyes widened as the tentacles grabbed her, one by one, lifting her up for Twilight to see. Twilight licked her lips idly as the tentacles began to tighten around Pinkie’s arms and legs.
Pinkie squirmed, whimpering in fright. She couldn’t tell what she wanted anymore; did she actually want this? Twilight was looking at her in such a… a vulgar way. Was this really what she wanted from this friendship?...
She blushed as she realized it totally was what she wanted. She loved feeling like this. Helpless. In need. Her dom was teaching her. Twilight was only helping. She just was a strict teacher.
Pinkie stopped struggling as the tentacles began to slide down her panties. She blushed and bit her lip as they did; a line of her juices stuck to the panties as they dragged down her skin. She felt herself dripping, and the cold air caressing her needy lips. Soon, something else entirely was caressing them. Pinkie couldn’t hold back a moan of surprise as the tentacle ran up against her, lathering itself up just as it had in her dream. However, this time, a new friend came to face her.
Pinkie’s eyes widened as a stray tentacle moved up towards her mouth. Her mouth remained firmly shut; she had never given oral before. She wasn’t even sure how. Seeing this, the tentacles began to writhe and squirm. Two coiled themselves around her suddenly, massaging her boobs without warning. Pinkie moaned as they kneaded the squishy orbs; the stray tentacle took its chance, shoving itself deep into her mouth. Pinkie moaned around it, surprised, as it began to slide in and out of her mouth.
The sensations were overwhelming. Her pussy was a gushing waterfall at this point, and her body was an inferno. The two tentacles around her bust rubbed deep, squeezing her boobs and massaging them roughly. The tentacle rubbing her cunt kept teasing her, always very nearly pushing in, but never quite going that far. The one in her mouth thrusted faster and faster, forcing Pinkie to suck on it just to breath. She loved that sensation; all she was was a fuck toy now. She belonged to her Master’s every whim, every toy, every promise. She moaned around the tentacle constantly, grinding unconsciously against the tentacle that was rubbing her down. This was heavenly.
At least, until she felt the lovely, rubbing tentacle shove itself into her at full speed.
Screaming is hard when your mouth is full; Pinkie tried anyway. Her eyes shot open as she was so suddenly filled. Her walls clenched around the invader tightly, her legs tugging against the restraints they were bound in. The tentacle saw this as no obstacle; it kept pushing in, further and further, further than Pinkie had pushed anything. She continued to moan, drooling around the tentacle that still furiously mouth fucked her, as the tentacle inside her tightening pussy dived in further.
This was Nirvana. Heaven. Every place of sheer peace, sheer fucking bliss, this was it. Her mind had flown; this was all heat, sex, and lust talking now. She gyrated her hips, sucking harder, swallowing as the tentacle in her mouth thrust into her throat. She choked slightly, but overcame that bout quickly. She savored the feeling of being so full. The restraints on her arms and legs went limp, forcing her to be lifted up only by the 4 tentacles; the ones on her boobs, the one buried deep in her pussy, and the one in her mouth.
She kept sliding down the one still pushing inside slowly, up until it finally hit that wonderful spot. Her g-spot. She moaned again, louder than ever, as pleasure surged through her entire body. She was going to cum soon. No doubt about it. The tentacles could sense it. The one in her pussy tugged out the entire length it had pushed in, leaving only a spare bit inside; Pinkie whimpered in need, spreading her legs as far as they would go. The tentacle didn’t leave her empty for long.
Pinkie screamed as the orgasm took hold of her, the tentacle thrusting at full speed into her, straight into her g-spot. She choked on the tentacle in her mouth as she tried to breath; it moved just enough for her to breath as she shook, her body numb with pleasure. She could hear it, physically hear her orgasm moving through her body, making every single lewd sound on the way out. It turned her on that much more.
Still the tentacles were moving, all the while as she came. They extended her orgasm, and just as she began to feel it dimming down, she felt something. The tentacles began to swell. The ones around her chest tightened, squeezing her hard enough to make her cry out in pain; the sound was muffled by the now swollen oral tentacle taking up her mouth. The dripping cum was plugged in her pussy as the swelling slowly moved up, through her body. She could feel her walls massaging the tentacle as everything seemed to stop.
Her eyes widened in the split second before it happened. Just as she realized.
All at once, the tentacles came.
Pinkie tried to scream; it felt fucking amazing. Her womb was painted white with the warm cum as the tentacle in her nethers began to move furiously fast, trying to get every last drop within this newfound cumdump. She couldn’t scream, however, despite the amazing pleasure; she was too busy trying to swallow the cum in her mouth. It tasted almost sweet, but mostly salty. There was almost a taste of pineapple to it. She swallowed as much as she could, feeling some drip down the sides of her mouth, down her chin. It mingled with the cum currently coating her chest white, dripping down her bare stomach and onto the floor. Twilight hadn’t been kidding when she said ‘messy’.
Pinkie lost track of time as the tentacles pumped into her mercilessly. She was a bit glad she hadn’t eaten breakfast this morning; she wasn’t sure how much her stomach could take of the cum. The tentacles gave a last few spurts before abruptly sliding off and out of her. She gasped weakly as she fell to the floor, moaning a bit as she fell into a puddle of cum. How much of it was hers, she had no idea. Blushing as she tried to move, she could feel the cum left in her pussy slowly dripping away and into the puddle.
“Tsk..” Pinkie glanced up, her eyes wide; she had forgotten about Twilight. Her dom was now bare naked, her arms crossed as the tentacles disappeared. Pinkie shuddered and hung her head under her master’s disappointed glare. “I never gave you permission to cum, you filthy whore.”
Pinkie’s blush only grew. “M-Mistress, I-I’m sorry, I-I just-”
“What did I tell you about saying sorry, bitch!?” Pinkie gasped in pain as Twilight tugged harshly on her leash, making her fall. Her hair, drenched with sweat, fell into the puddle. She could practically feel the cum staining the pink strands. “Obviously the last punishment wasn’t enough. I’m going to teach you to hold in your filthy cum, slut; maybe, if you’re good enough, I’ll let you clean up this sickening mess.”
“Y-Yes, M-Mistress,” Pinkie panted out, humiliated. She couldn’t believe she had let herself go like that. What must her friend think of her now? She had to try harder. “W-what do I need to do, Mistress?”
“Tsk… Not being such a fucking disappointment would help…” Twilight turned her back as Pinkie hung her head. She knew that comment would hurt, but that was the whole point. She smiled softly. “But… I suppose if you were to lean against the bed, that would be a start.”
“R-right away, Master.” Pinkie quickly tried to stand, only to have her legs give out, sending her back into the puddle. She felt it covering her body; her heat was already coming back, full force. Well, not entirely full force. It was lesser, now, but she didn’t want to stop. Whimpering, knowing her legs wouldn’t hold her after the tentacles, Pinkie started to crawl.
Twilight laughed as she watched. “That’s right, crawl like the beast you are. Bark for your master, bitch.”
Pinkie gulped. “W-woof.”
“One more time.”
Pinkie scrunched her eyes up tightly. I deserve this for cumming. “Woof.”
“Good girl…” Pinkie got the bed, resting her body against it. Her entire face was flushed, and her body was still dripping with cum. Twilight chuckled. “You look so tasty, pet… I’d almost consider forgiving your mistake.” Pinkie felt her heart soar with hope. But, suddenly, she felt something push against her painfully swollen pussy, blocking the cum that dribbled out slowly. Pinkie gasped as she felt it; it was ice cold. “Almost,” Twilight said with a cocky grin.
Her ass went up as whatever Twilight was shoving up her pussy went in deep. She could feel the magic aura around it massaging her insides as the toy went deeper. Pinkie suppressed a moan of surprise, not wanting to show her pleasure at what was obviously her punishment. It went deeper and deeper, until Pinkie couldn’t hold back her moan. As soon as she did, the toy stopped its progress. “That’s far enough for your punishment, I think…”
Pinkie shivered, waiting for what was to come next. She kept her head facing forward, refusing to turn around. She didn’t want to see her master’s wrath if she looked her in the eyes. “Go ahead and lift your ass for me, pet.” Pinkie did so without question; as soon as she did, she felt something plug up her pussy. She groaned in surprise as it clamped around her. Whatever it was, it made what remaining cum there was in her stay there, leaving it to dry inside. She shivered at the feeling of not one, but two toys in her. What was Twilight planning?
“There, bitch,” Twilight said, smirking. “You can turn around now. Go on, stand up and turn.” Pinkie gulped and stood on shaking knees. The plug between her legs kept them spread apart somewhat. She waddled in a circle, biting her lip as she felt the toys moving inside her with each movement. “Now… I have some instructions for your punishment.”
“I-I will obey, Mistress.”
“Good.” Twilight sat, spreading her legs wide. Pinkie blushed as she saw how wet her friend was, and took slight pride in turning on her master. “I’m going to pleasure myself. I want you to watch. If you look away from me, or close your eyes for an extended amount of time, that toy inside of you will activate. Each time you disobey me, I’ll kick it up a notch.”
Activate… She didn’t… “Yes, Mistress.” No asking questions of her. Just… I wonder if it’s a vibrator. I-I… I sorta hope it is.
“If you cum without asking me first, you’ll have to sit 5 minutes while I do anything I wish to you. If you drop either toy, 10 minutes. And…” Twilight smirked. “You have to stand until I cum.”
Pinkie took a deep breath. Twilight wasn’t going to make this easy for her. If it was a vibrator, she was going to have to resist every instinct of her body. “A-alright, Master.”
“Good. Let the games… Begin.”
Pinkie watched closely as Twilight began to rub herself down there, putting her hand right above her sopping hole. The sight certainly turned her on. She watched her hand move back and forth, getting soaked in juice. Her eyes widened as Twilight brought the fingers to her mouth, licking off the juices. Her knees shook in anticipation; she almost wanted to disobey. But she told herself she wouldn’t give up. Not on Twilight.
Twilight sighed in pent up frustration as her horn began to glow. “My hand’s just not doing it for me… Time for level one, pet.”
Pinkie felt it instantly; she moaned as she nearly fell, the vibrator inside her beginning to buzz, striking her body like lightning with pleasure. She instantly understood the plug around her hole. Without it, the vibrator would have been pushed out by her clenching walls. Now, it was held in place by the tightness, vibrating madly against her insides. She moaned again loudly, but kept her balance, forcing her eyes to stay open and directed on Twilight.
Her dom smirked. “Now there’s a sexy sight…” Pinkie felt overwhelmed; she was sexy. Her dom thought she was sexy. Her vibrating, trembling knees, her rock hard nipples, her cum soaked legs were sexy to this almighty sex goddess. Holy. Fucking. Yes. Twilight moaned softly as she shoved a finger into her eager cunt, curling it around inside. Pinkie panted as she watched, the vibrator driving her mad. She shifted around in uncomfortable bliss, moaning louder. Twilight watched her, her cheeks growing red as she started massaging inside her pussy faster. “Mm… Oh, Pinkie,” she moaned out, spreading her legs wider.
Pinkie trembled, whimpering as her dom said her name. Her eyes were glued to the spot. There was no way in hell she could turn away. Not when Twilight was splayed out on the floor in a puddle of cum, day dreaming about Pinkie fingering her. Her body shook as she felt her orgasm fastly approaching. N-No, she thought. I-I can’t cum yet, it’s too soon! She bit her lip hard, blinking, supporting herself against her knees as they bowed inward.
Twilight chuckled as she swirled her finger inside faster, adding another. Her breath was growing heavy with lust. “H-Having trouble there, pet,” she asked, licking her lips. Pinkie was certainly a sight. The cum was still liquidy, but only from the sweat dripping down her body. Her body shook as she tried to contain herself for her master. Twilight hadn’t realized just how much she liked being dominant.
Pinkie groaned, feeling herself shudder. She had to ask, now, before she lost all control. “M-M-Mistress,” she begged in a shaking voice. “P-Please, m-may I cum?”
Twilight grinned, thrusting her fingers faster, her spare hand massaging her boobs. “You need to cum already? Your mistress has hardly worked up a fucking sweat, and you want to cum?”
“Y-Yes, Mistress, I-I’m sorry, i-it’s just s-so hot…”
“What’s hot, whore?”
“Y-You are, Mistress…”
“What was that?” Her horn began to glow.
“Y-You a-aAHH!” Pinkie screamed as the vibrations went higher. She hadn’t disobeyed, but she didn’t care. Her hips bucked out as she bit her lip, trying not to cum. Dear fucking Celestia she wanted to. “P-PLEASE,” she begged, her feet sliding apart further, feeling the vibrator inside her shifting as her walls tried to milk it like a nice, thick cock. She really needed to cum.
“Mmm,” Twilight hummed, adding a finger to her pussy, squeezing her boobs roughly. “L-Louder, pet. I want you to beg like the bitch you are!”
Pinkie groaned, her legs spread as far as she could while still standing. The plug was stuck in her, no matter what; she was too tight for it to fall out now. “P-Please,” she moaned out. “P-Please, M-Master, I-I need to c-c-cum, I-I’m just s-so fucking horny, M-Mistress!!”
“N-Not good enough yet,” Twilight moaned out, thrusting into her pussy faster, pinching her nipples as she bit her lip. She panted as she began to roll her hips around her fingers.
Pinkie whimpered, shuddering around the vibrator, her eyes tearing up. She wanted to cum so badly. What could she do to make her master see? What could make Twilight let her cum?
Her mind exploded with the idea. She moaned as she thought of it; was it really that simple? She bit her lip and took a deep breath.
“P-Please let me cum, P-Princess.” Twilight gasped, practically screaming as she fucked herself, grinding her hand against her pussy. “P-Please, Princess,” Pinkie cried out, imagining herself getting fucked by none other than Twilight, being bent over backwards by that sexy alicorn she now called master. Twilight moaned badly, a bit of drool staining her lips as she thrusted faster and faster. Pinkie shuddered as she watched, seeing the fingers in her body shift as she went as deep as she can. She was so fucking tight, she was going to break any second now, there was no way she could hold it. Her knees were buckling; she was going to fall. “PRINCESS PLEASE,” she screamed, the vibrations the only sensation she could feel at this point.
“C-CUM FOR ME, BITCH! CUM FOR YOUR PRINCESS!”
Twilight screamed as she came, arching her back. Pinkie fell, her body hitting the ground with a heavy thud; she didn’t even feel it. Her mouth was open in a silent scream as she came hard. She felt the plug start to shift with the pressure of her cum pushing against it. I can’t let it come out. Hardly thinking on what she was doing, she shoved her hands between her legs, pushing the plug hard against her - she felt the edge rub against her inflamed clit. Her body seized up, and this time she screamed as a third orgasm overtook the second. The vibrator never ceased, still buzzing even as it was coated in a thick layer of femcum. Her voice left her far before her orgasm did. Her world was white.
She was lying on the floor, panting; inside her, the vibrator still buzzed away, causing her to whimper. Her pussy clenched and unclenched, each movement causing small sparks of pain. She licked her lips, moaning softly, finding herself unable to move as of yet. She glanced below her to see that the plug had remained in. The edges were stained by cum; it apparently hadn’t plugged her well enough for the earth shattering orgasm she had just had.
She glanced to her right to see Twilight standing, panting badly, licking the cum off her hands. “M...Mistwess,” she said, her lips and tongue numb with pleasure.” Twilight smiled and turned off the vibrator with her magic. Pinkie moaned in relief; and also in slight regret. Walking over to her, Twilight pulled out the plug in one swift movement, letting Pinkie’s cum gush out along with the now motionless vibrator.
“You did well, my pet,” Twilight said, smirking as she picked up the dripping vibrator. Without warning, she shoved the toy into Pinkie’s mouth. Pinkie moaned, but did not resist; Twilight knew what she was doing. Why bother questioning her, at this point? She slowly sucked the toy, licking off her cum. She tasted sweeter than the tentacles had. Was it a hint of cotton candy?
She panted as Twilight took the vibrator out of her mouth. But then she realized; the leash was still around her neck. A slight panic rose in her; what would Twilight have planned next? She had disobeyed her Mistress. She had fallen, and she was positive she had closed her eyes. “M-Mistress, I-I’m sorry… I-I broke the rules you gave me…” She whimpered, hiding her face behind her hands.
She felt hands around her waist, and was surprised to be pulled into a sweet embrace. “I had already activated the toy, sweet pet, so you could’ve closed your eyes at any point. You collapsed, but I never said I would punish you if you fell.” Twilight lightly kissed her sub’s cheek, chuckling. “You did surprisingly well… And now…” Pinkie heard a clasp snap. “The session is over.”
*~*~*~
Pinkie was blushing, there was no doubt about that. She was fully clothed in fresh clothing, courtesy of Twilight. She took another sip from her third glass of water. Twilight had insisted she drink water after their… session. And what a fucking session that was. She was still reeling after all of that. It had been… well, it had been incredible. Weird, sexy, and incredible. And that vibrator… It was amazing.
Twilight walked in from the hallway, smiling as she toweled off her wet hair. “Whew… There we are! All freshened up.” She sat down, levitating over some water for herself.
Pinkie glanced at her friend. How could she look at her the same? All she could see was… well, Twilight. Her friend. It was exactly the same as always; so why did Pinkie feel so awkward now?
Twilight smiled at her. “Do… are you still in heat?”
Pinkie felt her face flush. “N-No.. Thank you, Twilight. I feel a lot better.”
“So why do you seem so… awkward?”
Pinkie cleared her throat, blushing. “Well, why don’t you? Twilight, you just fucked me with your magic. My best friend-”
“Just furthered her friendship to the next level with her other best friend. We shared a moment, Pinkie. I’m not interested in a romantic relationship unless you want one. If you do… well then. I suppose we’d have some talking to do.”
Pinkie shook her head. “I don’t think so… I don’t know anymore. I mean… that was really sexy, Twi.”
“Yeah. It was, wasn’t it? I gotta say, I’m surprised you managed to keep your cool in there. I’m happy you went along with it, though. I hated to see you suffer through your heat while I-” She shut her mouth quickly, blushing.
Pinkie felt a small smile rise to her lips. “While you what? Fuck yourself relentlessly with your own fetish fuel?”
Twilight chuckled, blushing lightly. “Guilty as charged.” She took a sip of her own water, sighing. “Basically, Pinkie, I don’t want this to change anything between us. Think of it as friends with benefits.”
Pinkie nodded, thinking. “So…”
“That means I can fuck you anytime I’m in heat, right?”
Twilight laughed. Oh, there would be fun times ahead.
