Celestia slammed her hoof on the desk as she stood. She had just about had it for this wretched day where absolutely nothing had gone right. She stood from the mahogany piece of furniture, placed her front hooves on the desk and stretched. Her stiff and tired back popped and slowly relaxed. She plopped down onto the soft, blue swivel chair and stared disdainfully at the paperwork. She knew the invention of writing had been a mistake. It used to be she ordered something and, if it was in accordance with ancient law and custom, it happened. Now, she couldn't burp without signing off on it first.

The Equestrian tax code was an eldritch nightmare that strongly reminded her of some sort of abomination Discord would have come up with if he had been particularly inebriated. That she had had a hand in its creation made it all the more irksome. On some days, she strongly considered retiring. Finding a nice, tropical paradise and basking forever in the sun. Or maybe a mountainous retreat and spend her days as a hermit. Luna could handle everything.

She stood back up and began pacing around the room. The tax code was woefully out of date. The tensions between the Donkeys and the Goats in the Eastern Provinces were reaching a boiling point. The Griffons were complaining about their skyrocketing crime rate (they had autonomy so what exactly did they want her to do? Revoke their self-governance?) Twilight hadn't contacted her.

Celestia's shoulders slumped. She was a millennia old empress in all but title, a demigoddess, a perfectly mature and rational adult. Why was her marefriend's silence bothering her? She had things to do, bills to sign, petitions to read. Maybe the empire could start expanding again. Conquer the last independent Goat tribes.

That's what she should do. Launch a war of conquest to take her mind off the fact that her marefriend hadn't contacted her for their anniversary and probably bankrupt her nation in the process. (And Ponies had decided that conquest was wrong in this century, for some reason. So fickle were the whims of Pony morality to her age old mind. At one point they had even decided same-sex couplings were immoral! She had quickly put an end to that one.)

She ceased her pacing around the room. Pacing wasn't getting anything done. All the bills that needed to be signed were in fact signed. All the petitions were read, the greedy requests of noble for more land properly rejected and reasonable requests from her subjects accepted.

There was nothing left for her to do. She could retire to her gardens or take a bath or go to her room to read. She could also ruminate on why Twilight hadn't contacted her. Normally, she'd at least get a letter. Her mane went flying as she shook her head. There was no point to ruminating on it.

Her gaze traveled to the window in her office which let in the last rays of the evening. It was almost time to set the sun. The rays cast an orange glow on the stone wall and carpeted floor. In about two more hours she'd need to go to the balcony and perform the most sacred of all her duties.

A knock sounded from the door and the Princess looked away from the window. "Enter, the door is unlocked."

A guard clad in golden armor stepped inside. For some reason, his face was the most peculiar shade of scarlet. "Y-your Highness, an anonymous individual has left you a gift. It is on your bed and um...wrapped up."

Celestia raised an eyebrow. "How did it get inside my room?"

"Uh...please go look at it, Your Highness. Please."

"Nonsense. This could be dangerous. What if it's an explosive device? Have you examined it?"

"Sh...it's not going to explode. I'm sure of that."

"Well, what is it?"

The guard shrank away from Celestia. "If you'd please just go take a look at it."

The princess sighed. "Very well. If you'd follow me."

The guard looked at the floor. "I'd rather not."

"Excuse me?"

"Nothing, Your Highness."

"You're being very strange. Come along."

She stepped out of the room, her golden horse shoes tapping against the stone as she made her way down the hall. The guard followed at a respectful distance behind her. Celestia opened the door to her bedroom and her eyes widened. Suddenly, the guard's hesitation made sense. "Guard, you are dismissed. Thank you for bringing this to my attention."

The guard bowed low and scurried away. Celestia closed the door behind her. "And what do we have here?"

The unicorn's foreleg's were bound by red ribbons connecting them to the bedposts. Her back legs were also bound by the same red ribbons, connecting them to the other set of bedposts and keeping them spread wide, her soaking flower on display and filling the chambers with musk.

Celestia sniffed the air and her wings stiffened. Completing the package was a red ribbon tied around Twilight's horn. Celestia slowly stalked to the bed and lit her horn, lifting up a note that read, in Twilight's neat hornwriting, "I'm yours. Body and Soul. Do anything you want."

Celestia glanced down at Twilight who smiled through the ball gag, giving her a look of such absolute devotion and trust that it took Celestia's breath away. Celestia caressed her violet mane. "I see somepony brought me a pet."

She planted a kiss on Twilight's horn which caused Twilight to squirm. Celestia's lips embraced the spiral of the horn's fluted surface, drawing her tongue down it. Twilight moaned and Celestia moved down further, planting a kiss on her forehead. Twilight gasped at the contact of those soft lips against her fur, the sensation sending shivers of delight down her spine. Down the goddess's lips went, tracing a trail of kisses.

Celestia pressed her lips on her forehead once more and then her muzzle, her chin, buried her own muzzle in her neck which she lavished with the touch of her tongue. With each press of the silken lips, delightful sensations flowed throughout Twilight's body. She jerked and writhed within her bonds. Celestia kept going, moving down her neck to her chest. For a single second, her lips pressed against Twilight's heart. "Mine."

Then she pressed her hoof to her own heart. "And this is yours." In an instant, her lips were again at Twilight's chest, suckling the skin between her chest and her belly. Celestia's lips and tongue explored every inch of the valley that was the place where her abs and stomach met, tracing the border with her soft tongue.

The touch of her lips were feather soft as they explored the region around her vulva, never actually touching Twilight's flower. She drew it out, delighting in the music of Twilight's moans. "What a sweet pet you are."

Her hoof stroked Twilight's rump, rubbing circle's in the flesh. Her other hoof grasped the other half of the bound unicorn's behind and she lowered herself, as if she were going to plunge into Twilight's petals. Twilight's breath hitched in anticipation. Instead, Celestia ran her tongue over the inside of her left thigh till she reached Twilight's hoof which she sucked on.

A cry of muffled pleasure ripped through the gag. Celestia let go of Twilight's hoof and began suckling her right hoof, licking the inside of her right thigh. Celestia noticed the desperate need for release on her marefriend's face, the pool of arousal soaking the sheets beneath her.

Her tongue circled Twilight's vulva and Twilight arched her back, as if begging for the climax. The Princess let go of her backside, cupped Twilight's face. "Good things come to those who wait, my faithful marefriend."

Her tongue tickled Twilight's ear and she once more trailed kisses down her helpless, squirming marefriend's body. Gasps and moans escaped Twilight's lips as, at long last, she immersed her tongue in Twilight's wetness. She suckled Twilight's nub and was rewarded with the sound of her marefriend reaching her peak.

Her entire body relaxed within the bonds as she was enfolded by pleasure, the pleasure given to her by her lover and mistress. She had bound herself, surrendered herself and her lover had given her sheer ecstasy.

A feeling of absolute trust filled her along with the waves of the orgasm. "I love you," she murmured through the gag. Celestia lifted it with her golden aura. "Say that again."

"I love you, Celestia...so...so much."

Celestia kissed her and Twilight tasted herself on the other mare's lips. Celestia lifted her hairbrush off her night stand and ran it through Twilight's mane. Twilight smiled and leaned into the bristles as they massaged her scalp. Celestia rhythmically brushed her mane. Twilight's horn glowed and Celestia allowed her to take the brush and begin brushing her mane. "I couldn't think of what to get you for our anniversary, so I decided to give you myself."

"A wonderful gift." The alicorn sighed in contentment as the brush made its way through her floating mane. "I can think of another gift. Do you want to please me, Pet?"

Twilight set aside the brush. "Oh, yes Mistress! More than anything!"

Celestia's magic unwrapped the bonds around her forelegs and backlegs. Twilight sat up as Celestia laid down, spreading her backlegs and revealing the Divine chalice where one-hundred generations of poets claimed dwelt the nectar of life. Twilight gazed at the Princess's perfect pussy before she buried her muzzle into the folds, inhaling the scent.

Just as her former teacher had, Twilight teased her lover, circling the honeypot without ever partaking of its fruit. Celestia squeaked in frustration. Well, turnabout's fairplay I suppose.

Twilight's tongue trailed the diarch's thighs, pausing to plant kisses. She did not restrain herself as she lavished kisses on Celestia's hooves, a frenzy of wild kisses that lingered on the sensitive parts of her frogs. Cries of uncontrollable ecstasy lifted up from the empress's lips as Twilight went down on her sacred flower.

She was more skilled in the arts of love than the first time she had given this service, slowly caressing Celestia's inner folds with her tongue, tracing her nub and mound, stroking her vulva. Celestia gasped in pleasure and fell back onto the bed as the unicorn's tongue filled her body with waves of bliss.

Twilight continued sucking and nibbling, pressing her face into Celestia's marehood, burying her face into her muff. Celestia rested her head on the pillow while Twilight moved up from her muff and laid her lips in Celestia's belly. She wriggled up so she was laying on Celestia's tummy. Celestia embraced her in her wings.

Twilight nuzzled her tummy. "There are other things we could do if you wanted. The theater, taking a walk in the garden..."

Celestia tickled Twilight's side with a brush of her feathers, eliciting a giggle. "Right now there's only one garden I'm interested in."

"That's an old metaphor. Never heard that one outside of classic texts."

"Sometimes the classics are the best."

Twilight smiled. "I noticed."

The wing continued to stroke her side. Twilight ticked the belly she was resting on and Celestia's squirming nearly knocked her off. She embraced Celestia's barrel. "Wanna stay here for a while?"

Celestia shielded her in feathery softness. "That sounds wonderful, my love."

Author's Note

I swear that hairbrush needs its own character tag.