The thing pressing against her was warm and wet. That's the first sensation Twilight realized when she regained consciousness. A warm, wet feeling pressed against the tight little sex hidden between her legs.

Had they taken her again? Swooped in and absconded her from bed without a hint of warning, only to strap her down and lewdly, rudely pleasure her until she couldn't take it anymore? It seemed to be the case.

"Haaaaa....Oh...Ooooooh Celestia!" Twilight cooed helplessly as the wiggling appendage thrashed between her thighs. Whatever it was, it resembled a tongue- but only faintly. It was more like little wiggling vibrating toy that had slithered into her passage, only to remain there, twisting and turning and teasing her without mercy.

"T, This isn't fair! Y-You guys, I wanna enjoy this!" Twilight whined, blushing boldly as the device in her pussy twisted and turned, pleasuring every inch of her clenching little cunny, until Twilight was wildly, helplessly bucking her hips. They knew exactly what they were doing, and exactly what they were doing to her. She couldn't fight it- really she couldn't. As disciplined and intelligent as she was, Twilight couldn't deny the hot gush of pleasure that rippled through her with every movement of this naughty machine. And she loved it. It knew just where to touch, just how to throb, and just how to get her off helplessly. There wasn't a hint of resistance, regardless of the fight Twilight put up. Trying to stave off her multiple, naughty little girlgasms was nigh impossible, and the machine seemed to know it.

Tonight, she was pinned down by a globe of magic, from the machine, allowing her body complete and total freedom. She was trapped inside of a little dome, though, laying on the silvery table with the machine pressed flush against her privates. And yet, She didn't flee. She didn't try to break through the magic barrier and she didn't try to find a counter spell. They were good at this. All of this psychological conditioning, left Twilight feeling admittedly, rather relaxed in this place. As much as she hated to admit it. They'd even given her a pillow- which the little unicorn now greedily squeezed with both arms, moaning helplessly into it's plush softness.

"No, no fair...I...I'm gonna...I'mma gonna cum..."Twilight squeaked shyly, biting at her lower lip while she held the pillow tightly against her quivering form. It just felt so good, so, so, so, so, so maddeningly pleasurable, she could hardly form coherent thoughts. The poor little filly gasped helplessly, her orgasm creeping up on her like a tiger- pouncing her wildly and relentless in its terrible hold.

"Oh...OH~, OOOOOH GOOOOOOD!!" Twilight squealed, feeling the lewd little gush of her girl juices splashing from her sex and running down her inner thighs. The machine made a whirling sound, and somewhere, in the back of Twilight's mind, she knew she was being milked again. Drained for her most private, personal juices by this perverted machine. Her eyes crossed helplessly, and her tongue bounced out past her lips. She couldn't help herself. It was mind numbing pleasure that would even leave princess Celestia paralyzed. Even after her initial orgasm started to fizzle out, the machine- that cruel, wiggling, torturous device continued to wriggle and thrash inside of her. Another climax rippled through her, and another still, until Twilight was lying helplessly on her back, whimpering and babbling up at the ceiling. The poor little unicorn was cumming- again and again and again, and the machine slurped it all up. Collecting the hot girl nectar Twilight had to offer with every powerful orgasm she was given. Soon, Twilight was panting helplessly, resting on her back on the table as the machine finally finished its terrible, terrible job.

"N-never...never get away with this..." Twilight sputtered quietly, resting her hooves over her head- over her eyes. She couldn't bare to look around the room. She might catch the reflection of herself, and shatter the illusion that she didn't want this. Oh, it felt heavenly, it really did. For a little introverted unicorn, socially awkward and spending most of her time in a library, having something take care of your most private, personal sexual needs was a dream come true she never knew she had.

"M-may I have some water?" Twilight coughed- her voice was parched, and dry. To her ultimate surprise- a whirling sound echoed through the room, slowly lifting what looked like a water bottle up from the ground, and left it in front of Twilight. Skeptically, the little unicorn leaned forward and pressed her lips against the protruding straw, suckling down the coldest, freshest spring water she'd ever tasted. A new development...They were willing to indulge her requests. Willing to give into her demands. It made sense, if they really want to make her relaxed as possible- if they really were trying to comfort her, and give her as stress-free rape as they could, they would have to give into what she wanted...it's the only way to collect her fluids. Twilight blushed faintly and slowly rolled over onto her belly, giving her plump purple bottom a shy little wiggle into the air.

"...M, Maybe....maybe next time you...you could take me back here...please?" She asked sheepishly, perking her ears. There was another whirling sound that grabbed her attention, and Twilight instantly shook her head. "T, Tomorrow though...please? Tomorrow, if that's okay? I...I need some rest, now." Twilight squeaked. To her amazement, the sharp sound of hissing gas filling the room scraped past her ears. They really WERE eager to indulge her, as long as THEY got the girl cum they were after. They would fill her requests!

"...M- Maybe....This..isn't so bad..." Twilight yawned- and helplessly drifted off to sleep...

Author's Note

Because "Epilogue" is taking MUCH longer than I thought. Also, Lady Rarity has a little bit of a 'thing' about Twilight enjoying orgasm after orgasm after orgasm, so.......yeah....>.>

Written at 2:35 and unedited. I just wanted to give Twilight another sticky experience.