Birthday Party

“Goddamn it...” Blueblood said waking up from his slumber. It was mere hours before his birthday party, and he couldn't even get a good night's sleep. Just like the night before it, and the night before that, he had the dream.

Why did this keep happening?

Like all the nights before it, he pulled out his dream journal and began writing in it like his Aunt Luna had suggested:

I'm waking up in my bed, and she's lying next to me. As she's to be available to me at all times, she is naked, her wrists are chained to the top of the bed and her ankles are chained to the bottom. She sleeps either chained like this or tied up next to me at all times, always tied to the bed to prevent escape.

I begin stroking her face lovingly. She has all but given up completely, and despite her helplessness she closes her eyes as I touch her. She refers to me as “master” now, and I take the time to have sex with her before going to take my shower. As always, the dream ends before I can take off my mask and tell her who I really am.

I was not lucid this time.

Once the dreams began, Blueblood opened up to his aunts, firstly Celestia. She knew a lot about reoccurring dreams, so maybe these dreams meant something. At first he couldn't really identify the woman in his dreams, but she was always the same.

It wasn't until Celestia had requested that he talk to her sister Luna that he was able to get some answers. She was an expert lucid dreamer, and she had helped Blueblood become lucid in the middle of the dream so he could see who it was he was torturing.

Imagine his surprise when it was the Element of Generosity.

He already felt horrible enough for how he treated her. Now he was dreaming about treating her worse?! Why was he even having these dreams?! Luna told Blueblood that if he wanted to find out, he'd have to learn how to lucid dream on his own so he could dive deeper into his dreams.

Which was why he was keeping a dream journal.

“Master Blueblood?” one of his maids called out from outside his door.

“Yes?” Blueblood asked quickly hiding his journal under his pillow.

“Princess Luna has come to pay you a visit,” the maid said, “She said its about your birthday.”

“Ah, thank you,” Blueblood said, “Tell her I will be downstairs in a few moments.”

“Right away, Master,” the maid said walking off. Blueblood lied back down on his bed placing a hand on his forehead.

“Christ...” he sighed. This was turning out to be a really "happy" birthday.

Putting on his robe, Blueblood walked downstairs, where he saw his aunt sitting on his couch drinking a cup of tea. She was a significantly tall angel with large midnight blue wings on her back, a long dark blue horn coming out of her forehead, and extremely long and full blue hair. Currently she was wearing a blue and black general's uniform and black shoes, and her usual blue eye shadow and red lipstick. If it wasn't for the make up, Luna could have easily been mistaken for a prince.

“Hello Auntie,” Blueblood said when he reached the living room.

“Greetings Nephew,” Luna said finishing her tea. She stood up and hugged Blueblood, “Happy birthday.”

“As much as it can be,” Blueblood said returning the hug. Despite waking up in a foul mood, he did feel better being in the embrace of his aunt.

“Oh, what's wrong, honey?” Luna asked stroking her nephew's face lovingly. She came off really stern to most people, but as an angel, this was her true side, which she only showed to family.

Blueblood looked away awkwardly, “I… I had the dream again.”

Luna pursed her lips and folded her arms, “I see. Did you write it down like I told you?”

“Of course,” Blueblood said sitting down on the couch, “I wasn't able to get lucid though.”

“That's okay, Nephew,” Luna sat down next to him, “It took me years to become a master, and even longer to become a dream weaver.”

“Well, I don't want to take years, and I don't need to become a master,” Blueblood pouted, “I just want to know why I'm such a sadistic freak.”

“That, Blueblood, is not true,” Luna looked into Blueblood's eyes, “You're not a sadistic freak. You're one of the sweetest young men I've ever seen, a trait rare among nobles sadly.”

“If you would be so kind as to tell that to her, I'd be grateful,” Blueblood said turning away from his aunt and sitting back in the couch, “Not like she'd want anything to do with me anymore.”

“You're not a bad person, Blueblood. You made a mistake, that's all.”

“I didn't just make a mistake,” Blueblood got up and walked over to his window, “I made a complete ass of myself. Three sessions of bad advice from so called “friends” later, and I'm doing things like making her use her scarf over a puddle, making her my shield so I don't get dirty, and making her pay for my food.”

“I told you, all you had to do was be yourself,” Luna said sitting back and crossing her legs.

“Well, it's far too late now,” Blueblood sighed, “She made it perfectly clear at the end of the night how much of an ass I was. The woman of my dreams, and now I'll never get to hold her except in my dreams.”

“Perhaps that's why she keeps appearing in your dreams,” Luna said.

“I'd think that too, except for the nature of those dreams,” Blueblood said.

“Mmm… no, the nature honestly makes sense too, a bit at least,” Luna got up and walked over to Blueblood, leaning against the wall next to his window, “You are desperate to have her, which shows itself through you capturing her. Maybe the mask is a representation of your fear to show your true self to her.”

“And the torturing?” Blueblood asked, “What does that mean?”

“Now that I haven't the foggiest,” Luna said, “This whole situation is rather unusual, even for one as ancient as I.”

“What do you mean?” Blueblood asked looking at his enigmatic aunt.

“Never you mind at the moment,” Luna said more so to herself it seemed, “Today is a joyous occasion. You are a whole year older, and have a party to look forward to.”

“You know I'm not looking forward to this,” Blueblood said, “There's only one thing I want for my birthday, but we know that's not going to happen.”

“You don't know that,” Luna said, “A masquerade ball sounds like just the thing to attract her attention. Trust me, she loves these things.”

“How am I even going to find her?” Blueblood asked, “I won't know who she is if she's wearing a mask, assuming she even shows up.”

“Trust me, she will,” Luna said embracing her nephew from behind, “Just follow my lead, dearest nephew. She will come to you, I assure you.”

Blueblood had no idea what Luna was planning. As per usual, whenever she had a plan, she expected everyone to just follow her lead without explanation. Well, her plans did work as long as you followed them to the letter. Rumor had it that she ended an entire war in merely a few hours guiding her troops in this manner.

“Okay then,” Blueblood sighed, “What do I have to do then?”

“When the party starts, just wear this mask,” Luna said handing Blueblood a silver masquerade mask that would cover the upper part of his face, “After that, just mingle with the crowd like you always would.”

“That's it?” Blueblood asked, a little surprised by how simple the plan was.

“Yes, that's it,” Luna said, “The mask will do the work, as long as you trust it.”

“This is a horribly simplistic plan,” Bluebood said raising an eyebrow. Luna tightened her embrace and smirked.

“Those are the best kind, Blueblood.”

After setting it up so Sweetie Belle could stay with Applejack's family for a few days, Rarity closed up shop and waited for Sapphire Shores to come and pick her up. Of course she couldn't come in a limo like a normal person. Why would Sapphire Shores be normal?

No, she had to come in a horse drawn carriage. It was white with a gold trim, much like what one would read from a fairy tale. Rarity had to admit though, the idea certainly made her feel like a princess.

Rarity had a bit of a time finding a dress to wear on such short notice. She thought hard about wearing the dress she wore to the Gala, but that idea was scrapped when she was flooded with memories of Blueblood.

So she found another dress, this one a white piece that hugged her curvy figure and had a high slit on the right side, allowing her right leg to be completely exposed. The top of the dress was sleeveless and showed the top of her well endowed bosom as much as possible to still be decent. She opted not to wear panties as they'd show through the dress, which also had build in support for her chest which removed the need for a bra. For make-up, she wore dark blue eyeshadow and red lipstick, and she also wore her favorite indigo high heels. Sapphire Shores promised to provide the mask, as Rarity didn't have one herself.

Sapphire Shores wore the blue and white gown that Rarity made for her. By her request, it came up high in the front showing off her legs, which wore white fishnet stockings and white high heels. The top of the dress actually showed off more cleavage than Rarity's making her think she got the proportions wrong at first. She wore white gloves and her golden tiara, making the super star look like royalty.

The ride there was eventful, as usual when one traveled with Sapphire Shores. Despite her initial resignation to the idea, Rarity was enjoying the trip. It helped that they spent the entire trip laughing. Rarity loved her friends from Ponyville, but there was something really special about Sapphire Shores.

It was impossible to not laugh around her.

They arrived in Canterlot after a few hours of traveling. Naturally it was nighttime when they arrived in the bustling city. Unlike the country like Ponyville, Canterlot was a bustling kingdom with so much magic Rarity felt empowered just being there.

Sadly, that wasn't the only thing that felt empowered.

“Well, here we are,” Sapphire Shores said when the carriage stopped. Rarity had to admit, it was a nice place. The building was a large white mansion, surrounded by a large garden that even had a maze off to the right. People were already walking in.

“Is anyone else I know there?” Rarity asked.

“I heard one of the Princesses will be there,” Sapphire Shores said, “Not sure which one though.”

Probably Luna, Rarity thought. Celestia went to bed really early so she could raise the sun, and Twilight had specifically said she wasn't interested in these sort of parties. As far as Rarity knew, Cadance never showed up to these parties.

“Mmm...” Rarity moaned, rubbing her legs together. The added magic in the air was making her heart race, and she was feeling really hot.

“Feeling the effects of a year long celibacy?” Sapphire Shores asked.

“I felt the effects ages ago,” Rarity moaned, “Being surrounded by so much magic is just making it worse.”

“Don't worry,” Sapphire Shores said putting her hands on Rarity's shoulders, “With how sexy you look, you'll find someone here to scratch that itch of yours.”

“Is that the only reason to come to these parties?” Rarity asked raising an eyebrow.

“That's the only reason I come to these parties,” Sapphire Shores said with a sensual smirk.

“What? To fuck the birthday boy?” Rarity asked.

“Oh no, he's not going to want me,” Sapphire Shores said, “I mean, normally he would, I'm sure. Like I told you yesterday, he's pining for someone else to come to this party.”

“Is everyone in Canterlot sex crazed?” Rarity asked with a groan.

“Considering that it's a full moon?” Sapphire Shores asked. Rarity looked up and saw the white sphere hovering right over the mansion.

“Oh, well that explains a lot,” Rarity said, “Well, let's get this over with.”

She was about to step out, but Sapphire Shores grabbed her hand stopping her.

“Not yet,” she said, “You need to put this on.”

Sapphire Shores gave Rarity a purple and golden mask. She was surprised, it actually went with her dress a bit.

“Oh it's lovely!” Rarity said enthusiastically, “Thank you, Sapphire!”

“It ain't nothing, girl. Anything for my best friend.”

The two of them hugged, and they stepped out, Sapphire Shores wearing an extremely fancy white mask with a pointed beak and blue feathers highlighting the sides. She truly went all in.

The interior of the mansion was absolutely magnificent. Extravagant, yet not as fancy as some. The contrast came together in a very nice cozy manner.

Rarity didn't recognize anyone immediately, and not just because of the masks. She might have seen Fancy Pants somewhere, but she wasn't sure. She definitely saw Sassy Saddles though, which was nice.

“Rarity, so nice of you to come,” a familiar voice said catching her and Sapphire Shores' attention. Rarity turned and saw Princess Luna walking up to them. She was wearing a fancier general's uniform than her usual one, this one being blue and white. Her wings were magically hidden, making room for a long black cape, and her general's jacket was apparently charmed to hide her hefty bosom. She wore red lipstick, and a black mask over her eyes.

“Luna, how nice to see you,” Rarity said, hugging the androgynous princess. Sapphire Shores was absolutely speechless.

“Likewise. I was hoping you would show up,” Luna turned to Sapphire Shores, “And you brought a friend with you?”

“Oh no,” Rarity said, “It's the other way around actually. I wasn't even planning on coming.”

“Well, that would have been a disaster,” Luna said taking Sapphire Shores' hand elegantly and kissing it, “Thank you for ensuring the Element of Generosity come to this gathering.”

“Um… you're welcome,” Sapphire Shores said blushing, “I'm just glad… that I could help.”

“More than you know,” Luna said, “Shall we go somewhere private so I may properly show my appreciation?”

“Oh yes,” Sapphire Shores said, “Please yes!”

“Sapphire!” Rarity cried.

“Don't worry, I won't be too long,” Sapphire Shores said as Luna dragged her off. Rarity wondered if her friend was aware that Luna was indeed a woman. Knowing her, she might not have minded either way.

Sadly, this meant that Rarity was now alone in the middle of a masquerade, with people she didn't even know nor really liked. She walked around the mansion, looking as everyone talked, flirted, everything she normally would have done herself.

But her thoughts on Canterlot Nobility was forever tainted thanks to that prick Blueblood.

She found herself in the main auditorium, where she had heard the birthday boy was mingling. She was curious to see if she'd recognize him. Probably not, but it would be rude to not wish him a happy birthday. She was about to walk over to him, but stopped when he turned around.

He had long blond hair, was wearing a fancy black and gold suit and a matching mask. He had a white horn, and looked to be built like a knight almost. She knew who this was, and she wasn't sure if she should have been happy or terrified.

It was him…

The masked man from her dreams…

The man who captures her and locks her away…

Rarity trembled looking at him, not sure if it was from fear or anticipation. Her breathing picked up, and she felt herself almost panicking. Were her dreams premonitions warning her about this night? Was this how it happened? Was this the night?

Should she be afraid? Was she afraid, or was this what she was waiting for? It would literally be her dream come true, but that dream was a nightmare, right? Maybe her dreams were warning her of what would happen if she stayed.

Maybe she should run away? Or maybe she should stay, and let him capture her?

He turned to her direction, and she immediately turned around and walked off as fast as her high heels could take her. The man from her dreams was here. She was probably going to be captured at some point if she stayed here.

She should leave. She should track down Sapphire Shores and tell her she wasn't going to stay. But she wasn't, was she? She was going to stay right there at the party, and let the masked man take her.

She must have been going crazy.

Despite her initial feelings toward it, and that recent scare, she was having fun at the party. She found a few people she could mingle with, which was nice. She found Sapphire Shores still talking with Luna. Based on their body language, they had a truly intimate time together, and Sapphire Shores didn't mind that Luna was a woman.

Then again, who would mind having sex with a princess?

The only person who seemed to not be having a good time was oddly the birthday boy. Rarity did her best to avoid entering his field of vision as much as possible, but he seemed to be spending most of the party walking around. It looked like he was searching around for someone.

Perhaps he was searching for her? Maybe he had already spotted her, and wanted to drag her up to his room, tear her dress off, and tie her to his bed. Maybe she was the one he was waiting for, and maybe he wanted her to be his birthday present.

“Rares, are you okay?” Sapphire Shores asked, startling Rarity. She looked up and saw both Sapphire Shores and Luna standing over her.

“Yes, yes, I'm fine,” Rarity said.

“You seemed lonely,” Luna said, “Have you spoken to the birthday boy yet?”

“Oh no,” Rarity said, “He's awfully busy after all. He has a lot of people to meet with at the party. I'm sure I'm the last thing on his mind.”

Luna raised an eyebrow at that.

“Well, if you want, we can keep you company,” Sapphire Shores said.

“I'll be fine,” Rarity said, immediately wondering why she said that, “You two look like you're having fun. I don't want to be a third wheel.”

“Girl, you wouldn't be-”

“In that case, we shall be off,” Luna said leading Sapphire Shores away. Sapphire looked like she wanted to protest, but she was helplessly pulled away by the Princess of the Night.

“Well, you've probably sealed your fate,” Rarity said to herself, “Aw, who are you kidding. It's a pure coincidence. He's probably not even thinking about you.”

“Excuse me Miss, but is this seat taken?” she heard a familiar voice asked from behind her, making her freeze. She looked up and felt an odd mix of elation and fear come over her.

It was him.

“Um… nope. Not at all,” Rarity silently kicked herself for saying that. She had all but told the masked man to take her to his room and lock her up.

“Thank you,” he said sitting down, “It's exhausting saying hi to so many people.”

“I can imagine,” Rarity said. She closed her eyes expecting him to make a move, but heard a sigh. She looked and saw a sight she didn't expect to see. He looked depressed.

“That's... not a look one usually has on their birthday,” Rarity said.

“Ahh, well I was hoping someone in particular would show up for my birthday,” the masked man said, “Sadly though, I haven't seen any signs of her.”

“Let me guess. She's the woman you love?” Rarity asked tauntingly. She caught herself when she saw the forlorn look on his face, “Sorry about that. I had a bad experience with a noble last year, and it sort of tainted my view of Canterlot as a whole.”

“No need to apologize,” the masked man said, “I assure you, whatever sharp jabs you throw at us, we did something to deserve it.”

“Well, I don't know about that,” Rarity said feeling a little more comfortable with him, “You seem like a nice enough person. I'm sure the woman you're waiting for will show up eventually.”

“No she won't,” the masked man said somberly, “She hates my guts. With good reason, by the way. I gave her the wrong impression of me last time we met, and well...”

“How did you manage that?” Rarity asked.

“When I saw her, I got nervous, so I approached some friends for advice. That advice turned out to be bad advice, and…”

“And you made a complete ass of yourself,” Rarity finished for the masked man, who nodded with a sigh, “Well, at least you realized your mistake.”

“Unlike the asshole who hurt you?” the masked man inquired. He didn't seem scary at all. Actually, he seemed rather nice.

“I'm certain wherever he is he's happy,” Rarity said, thinking about Blueblood, “He's probably found some whore to appease his ego.”

“Let me know who he is. I can punch him in the face real good for your honor if you'd like,” the masked man said with a smile. Rarity giggled.

“Oh, there's no need for that,” Rarity said, “I don't want to even think about him right now,” she decided to just take a chance. After all, whether or not he was the masked man from her dreams (which he certainly wasn't) he seemed nice enough, “My name is Rarity, by the way.”

Wait, Rarity?! As in, Element of Generosity Rarity?! Now that he knew her name, he could tell that it was in fact her. Her hair was unmistakable, and he had seen her curves enough times to tell what her body was like. Then again, the last few times he saw her she was naked. That said a lot about himself and how he must have seen her from deep inside.

But for her to show up like this? What were the chances?

“Rarity...” Blueblood said, doing a reality check in his head like he always did when he saw something pertaining to his dream. He silently asked himself if he was dreaming, and began pressing his finger into the palm of his hand. If he were dreaming, it would go through.

Nope. Not dreaming. This is ACTUALLY happening.

“I know that this is a masquerade ball,” Rarity said sweetly, “But I was wondering if I could get your name?”

She wanted his name?! If he told her his name she'd freak out! She'd hate him for sure! Especially when she realized what he actually wanted to do to her. Even now he found himself imagining what she would look like with her hands tied behind her back.

Oh my god… to imagine something like that is…

“Noble Heart,” Blueblood said immediately, going with the name of his grandfather.

“Noble Heart?” Rarity asked, “Well then, its a pleasure to meet you, Noble Heart,” Rarity said elegantly holding her hand out.

She had no idea who she was talking to! This was perfect! He could actually make it up to her without her even knowing who he was! He would never doubt his aunt's plans ever again.

Blueblood took her hand and kissed it, “Believe me, the pleasure is all mine.”

“Ooh...” Rarity cooed with a shudder. It was as if she was turned on, but at the same time he could sense fear from her. He wondered why that was.

He also noticed that she was rubbing her legs together, and her breathing was picking up.

“Is something amiss?” Blueblood asked. Rarity looked away biting her lip. The look was almost too sexy.

“Oh, nothing you could help me with,” Rarity said, “Nor would you be willing to help me with.”

“You'd be surprised,” Blueblood said, “Contrary to how some people might think of me, I'm actually a very nice person.”

“I see,” Rarity said, “It's somewhat of an embarrassing problem though...”

“Let me guess,” Blueblood inquired, “Based on the way you reacted to my touch, and how you're sitting, I'd say you're in need at the moment?”

Rarity's eyes went wide behind her mask, “Am I that obvious?” Rarity asked.

“I'm good at reading people,” Blueblood said, “It's actually a talent of mine. I'm surprised though. Someone as radiant as you should be able to find someone easily who can please you.”

“Oh well, you see, that's why its embarrassing,” Rarity continued, “You see, I have… complicated needs.”

“Complicated?” Blueblood asked.

“Please don't make me say it,” Rarity begged, “I'd be mortified.”

“Remember, we're at a masquerade,” Blueblood said, “I don't know your face, nor do you know mine. As far as we know, we didn't even give one another our true names. We might never see one another again after this night. If there's anything you want to get off your chest, then this is the night to do it.”

“I suppose,” Rarity said, “Okay… I'll tell you. I have a… fetish… if you would.”

“A fetish? What sort of fetish?” Blueblood asked.

“Um… of the rough kind...” Rarity continued, “I like to be… tied up, you see. Not just tied up, but I like the feeling of being… helpless.”

You have got to be kidding?! In the dreams, he had captured her, and here she was in real life practically begging for it?! Well, no wonder why she was having trouble. Truth was, any normal man wouldn't dare be rough with someone like Rarity. Not only was she a classy lady, but one of six heroes of Equestria. She was to be respected.

She couldn't find anyone who would be willing to go that far with her. Maybe he could make up for how he made her feel by giving her one night of what she wanted. It would mean that he would be essentially doing to her what he did before, but in a different context.

“Well, that's not… too odd,” Blueblood said, bracing himself, “In fact, I might be willing to help you.”

Rarity looked at Blueblood in surprise, “H-help me? How?”

“Honestly, I'm not having any fun at this party,” Blueblood said honestly, “And I'd imagine you would be hard pressed to have fun here all hot and bothered.”

“You're not lying...” Rarity said, considering something.

“So, what do you say we take this party up to my bedroom,” Blueblood whispered into her ear, “I can give you the experience you truly want. If you want, I can make it seem like I'm kidnapping you right now, and take you upstairs to my room, and have sex how you want it.”

“You'd do that for me?” Rarity asked, sounding unsure.

I'd do that and more.

“For my birthday, all I want is to give you exactly what you want,” Blueblood said, “So, what do you say? Want me to whisk you away from all of these people, and ravish that lovely body of yours?”

Rarity was silent for a few seconds, and it seemed like she was thinking about something. All of a sudden, the fear radiating off of her picked up, and she was trembling a bit. It was as if she were afraid of something. This was what she wanted though, right? What was she so terrified of? He was almost about to say “never mind” when Rarity gave the most shocking answer.

“Yes. Take me, please.”

Author's Note

Alright, I decided to keep going with this. God I'm really nervous about this story, even now.

I really hope you all like this.

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