Freedom was a tenuous thing. To be truly free you would need to have none that can tell you 'no'. And that is exactly what she wanted. "They told me I was mad, that I was insane." She tightened her grip on the poor mare before her. "They were right of course, but it took madness to understand what was happening and more, how to be free."

"P-P-Please… I didn't do anything to you…" Silken Breeze was bound as tight as any pony could ever hope to be, she couldn't move her legs at all, nor her neck. She was forced to stare into the eyes of the crazy pony in front of her.

"You were part of my prison. You kept me trapped in that!" The insane pony gestured to the smoldering comic book on the floor with a hoof. "But don't worry, I have a use for you. I couldn't bring my henchponies, their minds were too small to see the brilliance of this." Her old methods of 'convincing' wouldn't work, but she was in a new world, with new rules.

Silken felt the odd tendrils roam over her, probing and pressing, until one worked under her tail. The earth pony mare gave a squeak of surprise as it continued and squirming around her tail-hole. "I…" she trembled again and looked into those mad eyes, "be gentle?"

Those eyes reminded the mad pony of something, of eyes just like them. She remembered them, in a mirror. "I will." She spoke the words as her tentacles slowly worked into the mare, one quickly slithering up to take her mouth as well. The Maneiac kept her eyes locked on Silken Breeze, she held the mare's focus even as she pleasured her without mercy. "You are mine, you are my right hoof." She whispered the words, over and over, using her gaze almost hypnotically on the overloaded mare. "Mine. My hoof." She slowly drew her tentacle of mane from the mare's mouth.

It was impossible to focus for Silken. Her body trembled again and again as she was pushed to orgasm after orgasm. The words sank into her head, pushed in by the gaze of the insane mare before her. "Yours… Your hoof…"

"You are mine." The Maneiac smiled and kissed the mare on the nose. "You are my right hoof. You will bring me my revenge."

Sweetie Drops had the bag over her back and was trotting toward Sugarcube Corner. Pushing the door open she froze a moment, then had to remind herself she was living in Ponyville. "Hi Pinkie. Hi Pinkie." She waved a hoof at both the mares, working together to make the most amazing multi tiered cake ever.

"Oh, hi Sweetie!" One of the Pinkies waved a hoof and jiggled a little on the ladder, looming over the big cake. "That more chocolate?"

"Yup!" Sweetie trotted to the counter and hefted the bag down beside it. "Now I see why you are ordering extra. A special cake?" She froze when she saw the purple mare come down the stairs from the flat above the store. She knew it was where Pinkie lived and by the way Twilight was walking, a sort of loose-hipped gait, she knew what the mare had been up to. Then she realized 'the princess' had no wings. "Oh, Twilight, hi there."

Twilight stopped like a deer in headlights. She smiled at the unfamiliar pony. "Uh, hi there?" Her surprise was soon negated when a pink blur suddenly wrapped their forelegs around her in a cuddle. "Thanks, Pinkie." She realized she really meant it, in every sense of the words.

"No problemaroonie." Pinkie kissed Twilight on the cheek, leading the unicorn to suddenly wonder which Pinkie it was. "We were making you a cake, to congratulate you!"

Sweetie looked between the two, her interest here extending far beyond simply 'curiosity' and firmly into 'sweet gossip' land.

"Uh, for what?" Twilight yawned and rubbed at one eye with a hoof, still trying to shed the sleep from them.

"For losing your cherry, silly!" The other Pinkie pronked over and came in from the other side to hug Twilight, who suddenly blushed bright red.

"That… that's really thoughtful, I guess…" Twilight took a deep breath and leaned in to both the pink earth ponies, drawing them close. "But I wasn't a virgin."

The whisper was too quiet for Sweetie to hear, but she could extrapolate based on the reaction of what had clearly been the mare's lovers for the night. They thought she was a virgin, she clearly hadn't been. She considered excusing herself, but this gossip was pure gold where her marefriends were concerned.

"You weren't? Who?" Pinkie, both of them, looked shocked and had both demanded answers at the same time.

Twilight blushed and tried to hide. "I don't think I should…" She tried to look away from Pinkie, but the other caught her gaze and she knew she was trapped. "Flash…"

"Flash Sentry?" Pinkie was loud, loud enough that she may have been heard outside, let alone by the eavesdropping Sweetie Drops.

The confectioner's legs were already moving and she was approaching the door. "You got the chocolate I really need to be back to work can't leave Muffins to run the shop all day pay me for the chocolate when you can bye!" The words were strung together in haste, given impetus by her need to tell somepony what she had just found out. It left both Pinkie Pies and Twilight in the shop alone together.

"What got into her?" Twilight blinked at the slammed door, she had barely remembered the mare was there, after all the personal questions.

"Well, not Flash Sentry." Pinkie pointed to the cake. "So what will we do with this, now?"

"I have an idea!" The other Pinkie had produced a serving knife and a large fork.

Twilight's honor felt a little restored, particularly when a big slice of the cake was passed to her. Tasting it, she realized that being in Pinkie's company more might not be such a bad thing, but she would definitely need to do more exercise!

Sunset was stuffed, full. She was also sandwiched between two mares with big toys still attached to them. She squirmed a little, but couldn't make a noise past the thick, phallic gag that was held in her mouth by the halter strapped to her head. She panted a moment, calming herself. Her brain brought up memories of the previous night, of both her 'mistresses' telling her she didn't need to wear the gag. But from the moment she had seen it she wanted it. She had used her safe word right then and there and told them in no uncertain terms she wanted it on.

"Somepony's awake." Muffins leaned down and nuzzled the other alicorn's cheek, rubbing over the straps. "You want out?"

Unable to stop herself nuzzling right back, Sunset shook her head slowly. Closing her eyes she just leaned her head in, under Muffins' neck. Back in Canterlot High, everypony looked up to her, expected her to know all about magic. It was nice to not be expected to do or say anything, to just cuddle and leave all the heavy stuff up to somepony else.

Movement behind her got her attention, Rainbow Dash shifted her hips and then gave a small buck forward. A wing reached over her body and pulled her back against the sporty mare's belly. "If she doesn't want out, maybe she wants to stay? You could, you know. Don't need to go back to school now, you can just stay here, live with us, be our little sandwich spread."

Sunset gave a low moan. The words were tempting her so badly, she had a feeling all she would have to do is nod and these two would make it happen. She shook her head.

"She feels responsible for her friends." Muffins licked Sunset's nose. "She wouldn't leave them to face the world alone. The question is, does she want to come back to us every now and again, just to unwind?"

Rainbow Dash started to rock against the mare, loving the feeling of her squirm against her. "Or we could go to her. I am sure in her world two girls turning up out of nowhere, pinning down Sunset and screwing her silly with all sorts of toys, would be quite normal."

Her body tensed and then all the teasing the pair had done leaked from Sunset as she fell into an orgasm. She braced her hooves against the bed and pushed backwards, forcing a little more of the toy into her rump, but squarely pushing herself between Rainbow's legs. They closed around her, hugging her tight.

It took more than a few minutes to disengage completely. Sunset kept the gag in while both mares pulled their toys from her, she needed it, or she would have been screaming in pleasure. With them out, it still felt like she was achingly stretched, but it wasn't until the gag was removed too that she realized the feeling was there too. "Ugh, I can barely walk!" She shuffled around, a little drool leaking from her open mouth.

"You'll be fine by the evening. I promised Gel, after all." Rainbow Dash brought her wing down, spanking the flame-colored alicorn's plot. Sunset jumped a little but her eyes, when they turned to Dash, told the pegasus that her attention was appreciated. "Breakfast?"

"I'll make it!" Muffins quickly cut in front of Rainbow, heading to the kitchen first. "Trust me Sunset, you don't want to eat what Dash cooks."

"Yeah, yeah, laugh it up." It was clear this was an argument Dash had with Muffins a lot. The pegasus left her mate to the kitchen and turned to Sunset. "You really like being a sub? Think it is an 'all the time' thing?"

Sunset looked a little confused. "Sub? What do you mean? And 'all the time'?" She barely got herself over to a couch and settled down on it with a relaxed groan.

"Sub, submissive. You seemed to really like being told what to do, being made to wear things. Taking us." Rainbow Dash had been to the Day Spa enough to be able to massage a little. She brought her hooves to Sunset's rear and began to slowly work over the muscles.

"Oh Celestia right there…" Sunset's voice was deep and breathy, she melted under the attention. "And… yeah, I guess I really liked that. Most days, when there is a problem at school, someone comes to me about it. Especially if it is magic." She closed her mouth for a few moments, letting Dash do as she wished, even when the pegasus started to slowly rub around her folds. "You two don't need me to do that, you offer me the opposite. I don't even have to think for myself."

"Definitely sub." Rainbow kept one hoof massaging the mare's muscles, while the other worked those flame-orange folds. "Do you think you want that… this, all the time? Would you prefer to be on top as well? Or maybe just something more vanilla?"

"I guess the vanilla, I can try tonight." Sunset was more relaxed now, somehow, than she had ever been before in her life. "Gel seemed to hint that he might be bringing others. I was worried about that yesterday, about needing to impress them."

"Now?" Rainbow eased off the mare's plot, working her hips with both hooves. She really didn't want Sunset making a mess on the couch.

"Now I just want to have fun and work out what I want." Sunset looked back over her shoulder at the mare, just in time to see her dip her head down under her tail. Sunset moaned loudly when Rainbow's mouth kissed her, she grunted and squirmed in place as tongue, lips, and even teeth were used to tease her all the way toward the edge of release. The smell of food snapped her down from the high, Rainbow had teased her to the limit, but not past it. Eggs and fried mushrooms. It wasn't bacon, but Sunset could deal with that.

Velvet leaned forward and kissed Night Light on the neck. "It's time." The whisper was enough to steer the stallion from the depths of sleep and she only had to whisper it again to get him to wake up. She was surprised when the stallion rolled over and pinned her down to the bed. "What-"

Night interrupted the changeling's question with a kiss on the snout. A kiss she leaned into, even pushing back at him and working her tongue into his mouth. For a stallion she had ridden the previous night, and ridden hard, he was sure on top of things today. Literally.

Groaning, Velvet tilted her head back as Night shoved himself into her. She whimpered and rocked under him. This wasn't right at all, he was supposed to be cowed by her dominance, why was he being so… so… The mare's thoughts trailed off as she groaned again and started to buck back.

So focused, Night didn't notice Twilight's attention until she spoke. "Claiming your new mare? Night, you really are the stud here. Maybe she isn't worthy to own my slit?"

When the changeling under him started to try to move and get free, Night leaned down and clamped his teeth at her neck, holding her still. He ground himself in, deeper and deeper with each thrust, driving them both toward the conclusion that was inevitable.

So well trapped, Velvet simply gave in to the powerful stallion, letting him rut her. She felt so full that she couldn't stop smaller exclamations from escaping her throat with each long stroke. Then he seemed to drive faster, harder, the sudden rush of heat inside Velvet triggered her own release, her body clenching and squeezing at the hefty intruder, holding on to him tight.

"No, she owns your slit, but I own hers." Night's words were practically growled around Velvet's throat. She shook as a second orgasm blew past the first. "And now it is her turn to claim her property."

Velvet whimpered as the stallion pulled free so fast, she tried to rouse her body to do what he requested and, at first, it seemed impossible. Then magic grabbed one of her hooves, brought it to a soft mare's belly. A belly that was still swollen with seed from the previous night. Velvet smiled, the burn of green pouring over her to make sure a small change. "My property." Velvet levitated the keys from where she had hidden them, fitted them into Twilight's plug and drew it free.

Groaning at the sudden reduction of pressure inside her, Twilight had barely a second to enjoy it before the changeling was atop and inside her. She looked up and saw the dominant changeling was back. Twilight leaned up and nuzzled Velvet's neck as the drone screwed her silly.

Author's Note

New chapter and who is this? Oh no, it is definitely a villain the six have fought before! Maneiac, oh the things your naughty tentacle-mane is going to get up to.

This will be a bonus chapter. I had a really bad morning, so I am doing this to help some others have a good one. Enjoy!

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