Twilight rummaged through the yellow and blue bag, setting aside many party favors and cannons and other nonsense as she looked for her friend’s toy. “Pinkie Pie, we REALLY need to talk about your organization. This bag’s a mess!”

Pinkie giggled, tossing her pajama bottoms over with her shirt and bra, smiling. “It’s really not hard to find, Twilight. Just squeeeeeeze around in there till you find it!” As she said the word squeeze, her hands went up to her chest, gently massaging her tits. She shivered at the feeling, that gentle pleasure relaxing her before the real fun.

Twilight sighed, shaking her head. “Maybe tonight I can reorganize this ba-” She stopped as she heard a squeak from the bag. “Ahha!” She pulled out a bright, shiny, red ball, complete with strap to hold it around her face. “Found it, Pinkie!” She turned and raised an eyebrow. “Wow. You’re already ready, huh?" She giggled a little herself.

“I left on my panties, though. I know how much you like those!”

Twilight rolled her eyes, smiling despite herself. “Alright, Pinkie. Are you ready? Do you know the safety protocols?”

Pinkie giggled. “Twilight, we’ve used my ball gag before! I know the safety sound by heart!”

“Then I’m sure you won’t mind telling me, just to be sure, Pinkie. You know how methodical I am. I won’t let us do this until I know you’re ready.”

Pinkie sighed, but still giggled softly as she dropped her hands from her chest. “It’s just like this!” She took the ball gag, squeezing it; one short squeak, one long squeak, two short.

Twilight smiled, nodding. "Alright, Pinkie. Now, this gag will act as your leash usually does for the night. That means, the instant I put it on you-"

"- I'll be your fuck toy!"

Twilight chuckled. "Well, yeah. After that, unless you say the safe word, you'll have to obey all our rules. Remember, that means even if I take the ball gag off at some point, you'll be my pet until I say otherwise."

Pinkie nodded, squirming in place slightly. Just talking about it all got her worked up. She handed the gag to Twilight with a big smile. "I understand, Twilight! Let's get this party started!"

Twilight smiled, holding up the little red gag. "Very well, then. Open up, Pinkie." Obediently, Pinkie opened her mouth as wide as she could. Twilight used her hands to tie the gag in place, gently resting her hand on Pinkie's cheek after it was tied. "Is that tight enough, pet?" she asked softly. "One squeeze for yes."

A squeak came in response, Pinkie's eyes full of delight as the gag made a sound.

Twilight smirked. "Good." Her hand reached up suddenly, grabbing Pinkie by her hair and tugging her head down. Pinkie shouted in surprise, her eyes going wide from the sudden pain; her small shout was muffled almost entirely by the gag - while at the same time being almost louder than ever. The gag forced her mouth to stay open wider than normal. Twilight relished that sound. "Yes, very good," Twilight muttered, dragging Pinkie into the middle of the room by her hair. "I can't hear a single word out of that dirty little mouth of yours."

Twilight threw Pinkie down hard, grinning as the nude girl fell on all fours. "Dirty little whore's got a muzzle on her now, doesn't she?" She chuckled, her horn glowing. In a flash, she was sitting on Pinkie's back, completely naked.

Pinkie gasped, surprised by the sudden weight on her. She supported herself on all fours, keeping her balance as Twilight shifted slightly. "Not a bad little pony, are you?" She heard a laugh from above her. "I like that idea: my own dirty little pony slut that I can ride whenever I want. How does that sound, pony?"

Pinkie tried to give a reply, mumbling into her gag. However, she quickly felt a sharp pain as something hard and flat smacked her hard on the ass. She cried out in surprise, steadying herself on her arms.

Twilight leaned in close to Pinkie's ear, taking a deep breath as she got to her mess of hair. "Ponies don't talk, slut. They just obey." She sat up taller, the wooden paddle in her magical grasp smacking Pinkie again on the opposite cheek. Another sharp cry came from below her. "Whinny all you want, pet, but I don't want to hear you try to speak. Now, let's go. Just a trot, Pinkie. Don’t give out on me."

Pinkie gulped, panting through her nose as she put her hand forward, hesitantly moving. She began to crawl around slowly, blushing bad as she supported Twilight on her back. She breathed a small sigh of relief as she found she had no problem supporting her mistress. She kept crawling easily.

That is, until a sharp slap of the paddle came to her right cheek. Pinkie gasped and froze, shutting her eyes tightly. The slap stung deep, but began to fade fairly quickly. She shuddered as she heard her master say “that means to the right, pony”. She shifted over to face the right and began to crawl in that direction, her arms shaking just a tiny bit as she continued to support Twilight’s weight.

Twilight smirked, running her hand over the back of her pet’s neck. She could feel every shiver from the girl beneath her. "You're already enjoying this, aren't you?" Pinkie nodded softly, still crawling. Twilight brought the paddle down on Pinkie's left cheek this time, eliciting a soft moan from her play toy. Twilight nodded as Pinkie turned left. "Good girl."

Pinkie's heart soared at the praise. She was doing good! Her arms were already getting a tiny bit sore, but her mistress said she was doing a good job. She started to go a bit faster.

Twilight laughed. "You want to go faster, my little pony? Alright then." Pinkie struggled to keep her arms supporting her as Twilight brought the paddle down hard on her ass, indicating to the right. She moved, beginning to tremble; her panties clung to her, soaking up her arousal. She moaned as they rubbed up against her sweet spot, panting into the gag.

Twilight brought down the paddle again and again, getting faster with the turns. Pinkie's ass was beginning to sting and grow sore; the feeling was incredible to her. She was almost positive she would bruise. Pinkie was starting to struggle with the speed now, her arms shaking under Twilight’s weight and her own growing lust.

Twilight grinned and tugged hard on Pinkie’s hair, causing her partner to stop, moaning from the sting it brought. “Look where you’re facing, pet.” Pinkie glanced forward and felt her face grow a hundred times hotter. The door was there, and outside, the world. “Imagine if I had you keep walking, slut. What if I paraded you around the entire town like this?”

Pinkie felt her arms weaken. There was no way Twilight would do that to her. That was just too embarrassing… But it still sounded oddly… good. Nice. She could see it now; all the people in town, watching her be the obedient girl she was to her master. All of them would see her pleasure and enjoy it themselves. She would be so good a sub, they would want one themselves. They would want her.

“You would like that, wouldn’t you?” Pinkie groaned against her gag as Twilight dug the paddle’s side up against her needy pussy. “You would like all those people watching you. You would love them knowing just how much of a slut you are… just how much of a good girl you are. Wouldn’t you?” She dug the paddle in deeper.

Pinkie shifted slightly, struggling to remain upright. She was starting to get tired, but so incredibly turned on. She tried to shift her hips to dig the paddle in further, her lower lips pulsing with her need for stimulation; Twilight grinned and brought the paddle away, eliciting a groan of frustration from Pinkie. “Why should I give you what you want? Tell me, pony.”

Pinkie shifted, trying to speak against the gag. She stopped as the paddle slammed against her ass, moaning loud, one of her arms jolting. She fell onto her elbow, panting worse than ever. “Didn’t I tell you that ponies don’t speak?!” Twilight brought the paddle down again on the opposite cheek, just as hard as before. Pinkie cried out, tears in her eyes. Twilight kept paddling. Pinkie couldn’t take it.

Her arm buckled and she fell, ass up as her face hit the ground. She groaned, whimpering around the gag, eyes pleading. Her dom clicked her tongue, standing and crossing over to look down at her sub. Pinkie looked up at Twilight’s unforgiving, cold as ice glare. “I told you not to give out. You couldn’t handle that much?”

Pinkie shut her eyes tightly, her entire face bright red with shame and arousal. She had failed her master. She knew what that meant.

“Stand.”

Pinkie stood up, her body shaking. Her panties cling to every inch of her stinging ass, soaked with sweat and her own juices. Twilight scowled at her as her horn began to glow. The panties disappeared in a flash. “You’re going to be punished, Pinkie.” Pinkie bowed her head, her arms behind her back.

Twilight circled her partner, the paddle floating nearby. She stopped as she glanced at Pinkie’s ass. She smirked. “Red as a strawberry. How cute.” Pinkie squirmed under her mistress's gaze, waiting for her punishment. Waiting was the worst part. She never knew what was coming.

Twilight ran her nails over Pinkie’s spine lightly, leaning forward to her ear. “Your punishment,” she whispered, “is that you aren’t allowed to cum for 2 minutes. Do you understand?”

Pinkie nodded, taking a shuddering breath. 2 minutes weren’t bad. At least, they had never been in the past.

“Good.” Twilight giggled to herself as she grabbed Pinkie by her chest, pulling her in close. Pinkie gasped, eyes wide with surprise. The shock quickly faded to pleasure as Twilight began kneading her chest. Twilight pinched and tugged at her nipples, teasing Pinkie into moaning. Pinkie grinded against nothing, rolling her hips as she longed for something there. Twilight leaned forward, biting Pinkie’s ear as one of her hands strayed down to her partner’s ass.

Pinkie groaned in pain as Twilight rubbed her palm into the sore flesh, but quickly found herself melting in her master’s embrace. She moaned and whimpered as Twilight moved her hand down to her pussy and pushed two fingers in, swirling them around relentlessly. She just squirmed, helpless, not even properly able to moan with the gag in her mouth.

Twilight didn’t let up. Pinkie thought for sure that her mistress was determined to touch every part of her body. Her fingers stayed, touching every inch of her inside that they could reach, while the other hand ran up and down her sides, scratching along the way. Pinkie rested her head on Twilights shoulder, burying her face into Twilight’s neck and moaning loud into the gag. She heard her whisper her name before scratching up her side, causing Pinkie to whimper. She thought she would've gotten used to the little amounts of pain after so long with her mistress, but no.

She just wanted more.

She rocked her hips into Twilight’s hand, begging her for more with each movement. Twilight laughed. “My eager little slut. So desperate.” She leaned down, sucking on Pinkie’s tit, biting hard on her nipple and earning a soft yelp. She hooked her fingers slightly before pressing them straight into Pinkie’s g-spot, causing the girl to spasm a bit in her hands.

Pinkie was panting hard, drooling a bit around the gag. She was definitely close, but she had gotten far better at restraining herself since the start. She couldn't cum, she told herself over and over again. Not yet. Not yet, not until her mistress says. She whined loudly into the gag, desperately praying that the time would be up soon.

Twilight kept going, watching Pinkie squirm as she sucked on her tit, just enjoying the movements her little slut made. Giving her this, this sheer amount of pleasure, just completely owning her in this moment, gave her such this rush of. Of everything. Twilight felt almost a little heady from it. She moved her other hand down, tracing her stomach with her fingers before moving lower and pushing them in, tracing her clit slowly. She moaned long against Pinkie’s skin, immediately spreading herself apart.

Pinkie watched, whimpering into the gag and grinding harder. Twilight grinned at that. “Enjoying yourself?” She asked, panting already. God, she was pent up. “Not long now.” Pinkie just whined in response. “Touch me.”

Pinkie immediately acted, just grabbing at Twilight desperately, running her hand all over her body. Every movement earned noises from both, moans and whimpers and gasps. Twilight continued pressing into Pinkie’s g-spot, pressing into her own at the same time, moaning sharply. Her breath got shorter quickly, coming out in pants and groans.

Both of them rocked together into her hands. Twilight kissed Pinkie around the gag, careful not to bite down. Pinkie whimpered and tried to kiss harder, failing to. Twilight groaned, moving to start biting everywhere she could reach. She got to Pinkie’s collarbone and grinned. “Cum,” she said quickly before sinking her teeth in as hard as she cared.

Pinkie moaned loud, feeling the burst of pain just before everything seemed to go white.

And it stayed like that.

Her toes curled, her body spasmed, and she could feel the drool dripping down her chest from the gag as her brain no longer knew how to swallow. She nearly collapsed into Twilight, Mistress, her Master - her brain was filled with nothing but her. She felt Twilight, still inside her, pulsing her fingers still, sucking hard, keeping it going, and going, and going-

Pinkie’s eyes rolled and Twilight groaned, feeling herself cum more than anything else, feeling how she tightened and shook around her own fingers. She moaned long, grinding slowly into her own hand, but focusing so much more on Pinkie now. Every little squirm and movement just tipped Twilight further over the edge.

Slowly, Twilight just took her fingers out, letting Pinkie come down on her own, even as she came down from her own orgasm. She gently cradled her into her arms, sitting against the wall. Pinkie trembled, limbs, well. Limp.

Twilight took a deep breath. “Good, slut. Good.” She kissed Pinkie’s forehead gently, sweetly, earning a little whimper of joy. Twilight smiled softly and unhooked the gag. Pinkie coughed a bit when it was taken away. “Oh gosh. You okay, Pinkie Pie?”

Pinkie moved her mouth to speak, but she just continued to drool. She licked her lips, tongue feeling more like cotton than part of her. She nodded, giggling softly.

“Okay.” She hesitated before her horn began to glow, cleaning Pinkie’s chest and face in a flash. Pinkie hummed her gratitude, snuggling up closer. Twilight flexed her wings lightly, curling up with Pinkie happily.

They’d come to an agreement after a few of these sessions, one where Pinkie had nearly passed out, that snuggling was definitely within the realm of possibilities. Pinkie had woken that day to Twilight holding her sweetly, completely passed out next to her on the bed. Pinkie had enjoyed it immensely. It didn’t happen often, but…

Tonight being a slumber party anyways, and the fact that Pinkie was already starting to doze off, Twilight just smiled and laid back with her. Both of them held each other as they fell asleep for the night.

Author's Note

I'm very sorry for the long wait on this. I'm not interested in it. I'll try and update faster! If you have any questions about why I have so much trouble updating, please check the most recent blog post I made! Link to said post here