Paper Chains

Chapters

First Steps and Missteps
Siren's Song
Take Two

First Steps and Missteps

Rarity giggled as she held Fluttershy against the wall, pressing her mouth to her lover’s and penetrating her lips with her tongue. Fluttershy’s tongue fought back valiantly against the invader, struggling for dominance, but Rarity was too persistent. With a moan Fluttershy relinquished control, allowing herself to be swept away in the bliss of the moment.

Rarity’s fingers trailed down her partner’s body, seizing the hem of her pajama top and pulling it upward, exposing the pinkette’s soft tummy. She continued pulling upward, finally freeing Fluttershy’s massive, perky breasts from the confines of the shirt. She wore no bra, and her pink nipples stood stiffly at attention as the smooth fabric brushed past them.

They broke off the kiss just long enough for Fluttershy to fling the garment to the floor, then immediately dove back towards each other. Again taking charge, Rarity pulled at the loose knot of her robe’s sash. Shifting her shoulders she allowed the silken covering to slide to the floor, revealing the sheer purple and black lingerie beneath. The tight, lacy undergarments contrasted sharply with her porcelain white skin and hugged her body in all the right places to show off her modest but elegant curves.

Brushing her fingers gently through her beloved’s rosy hair, the fashionista leaned in closely and whispered breathily in her ear. “What do you say we take this to the bed, darling?” Fluttershy nodded, pulling herself back into the kiss and allowing Rarity to carry her away, maneuvering her onto the lush, silken bedspread.

Fluttershy gasped as she fell back onto the duvet, her soft mounds bouncing against her chest. Rarity stood over her with a predatory grin, then bent down to tear away the thin flannel leggings protecting the last of her lover’s modesty. Fluttershy blushed as her moist slit and the well-groomed triangle of pink hair above it were exposed. No matter how many times she bared herself for Rarity, she could never shake that initial wave of anxiety. She had greatly improved, however, in the years since high school. The first time they had made love she had nearly fainted at the thought of being naked with her partner.

“You’re beautiful, darling,” Rarity whispered, immediately calming Fluttershy’s fears, though her heart continued to hammer in her chest. Her confidence returned, she leaned forward, grabbing Rarity’s wrist and pulling her down into another kiss.

“I love you, Rarity,” She sighed between breaths. The fashionista smiled, answering with another kiss, allowing her tongue to explore the inside of Fluttershy’s mouth in its entirety. Fluttershy returned the favor, licking up the underside of Rarity’s tongue with her own, reveling in the taste and the sensation of their saliva mixing together into a single pool of lust.

Positioning herself over her supine lover, Rarity continued to dominate the kiss, grabbing Fluttershy’s wrists and pinning them to her sides. Fluttershy squealed in delight as she was held down beneath the amorous onslaught.

Suddenly she broke the kiss, turning her head so her cheek rested against the bedspread. “Rarity, wait,” She said.

Rarity froze, pulling back to give Fluttershy her space. “Yes, darling? What is it?”

“Well, um,” Fluttershy began shakily, “Could we maybe, um, try something new this time?”

Rarity blinked, surprised, but felt a big grin spread across her face. Her darling girlfriend, shy as she was, rarely made suggestions in the bedroom. Normally she preferred to let Rarity take charge, allowing herself to be carried away by the fashionista’s whim. Not that Rarity minded, she liked control almost as much as she liked making her lover happy. All the same, it was nice to hear Fluttershy overcome her typically passive nature and make a request.

“Well, go on,” Rarity encouraged, “Don’t tease me!”

Fluttershy giggled. “But I thought you liked teasing?”

“You little minx!” Rarity exclaimed, feigning outrage before breaking into her own giggling fit before she recovered. “Now come on girl, spill!”

Fluttershy nodded, but her smile shrank a bit. She took a moment to collect her thoughts. Experience told her that, no matter what, Rarity would still love her, but some things are just difficult to share, even with a lover. “W-well, I was wondering, if you don’t mind that is, would you like to, maybe, try tying me up?” She managed to ask despite her nervous stutter, looking up at Rarity hopefully.

Rarity was stunned, the question coming from seemingly nowhere. But after a moment’s consideration she felt rather silly. In fact, she wondered how she had not seen it coming. Fluttershy’s submissive tendencies were hardly a secret to her, especially in the bedroom, and she had always reacted very strongly whenever Rarity acted dominantly, holding her arms down or pinning her to the bed. Not to mention the time when she had managed to get herself hopelessly tangled in one of the bedsheets and begged Rarity to finish her off before helping her get free. In retrospect she should have anticipated Fluttershy’s request long ago.

Finally she managed to collect her own thoughts, her smile putting her lover at ease. “Of course, darling,” She said with false confidence. Truth be told, aside from the occasional mention in a saucy romance novel, she knew next to nothing about bondage. She had never really considered trying it herself, and not she was mentally kicking herself for not knowing more about it.

Oh my, she thought, her mind racing. Just what am I getting myself into? What if I can’t pull it off? What if she hates it? And materials! What could I even use?

“-so wonderful, thank you Rarity!” Fluttershy exclaimed, planting a kiss on Rarity’s cheek. Rarity nodded dumbly, only catching the last part.

“N-no trouble, dear,” She said with a forced laugh. “Let me just… grab some… things…”

It was nearly fifteen minutes before Rarity returned, backing in through the door with a heavy trunk in tow. Fluttershy blushed as she was treated to the sight of her girlfriend’s pert, round ass straining against the sheer fabric of her lingerie. Fluttershy bit her lip as, barely contained, it bounced and rippled with Rarity’s every movement.

“L-let me help you,” Fluttershy said, trying to ignore the way Rarity bent over the massive chest, a thin sheen of sweat covering her skin from the exertion of lugging the heavy box from her work room.

“Thank you, darling, it’s much heavier than I remembered,” Rarity huffed, wiping her brow. “Eew! Look at me, we haven’t even started yet and I’m already all sweaty!”

Fluttershy giggled and kissed her cheek. “Don’t worry, I still love you.”

Rarity returned the gesture. “Thank you, sweetheart. Now why don’t you help me pick out some materials?”

The chest was filled to bursting with leftover costume materials, everything from school plays to holidays to the rare special order the seamstress had fulfilled over the years. Rummaging around they managed to produce about half a dozen ropes in assorted colors, ranging from three to four feet in length. Fluttershy vaguely remembered seeing them used as sashes and belts for some historical piece. Already knotted at the ends to prevent fraying, they seemed perfect for what the girls had in mind.

“Now, let’s see,” Rarity began, selecting a rope with a rich violet color that complimented her own hair quite nicely, “Could you turn around and put your hands behind your back for me?”

Fluttershy nodded and complied in silent obedience. She could feel her heart flutter in nervous anticipation. Equal parts fear and excitement whirled in her brain as she prepared to have her hidden fantasy fulfilled at long last.

Wrapping the rope around one hand, Rarity reached up and gently gathered up Fluttershy’s long, silky hair, draping it over her shoulder to cascade over her heavy, naked breasts. With that out of the way, she ran her hand gently down Fluttershy’s trembling back, tracing the spine to the small of her back.

Fluttershy gasped as Rarity grabbed her wrists, forcing her hands together with the palms touching. Securing her wrists with one hand, Rarity used her other to loop the rope around and around, feeling her own heartbeat quicken as the purple rope bit into the soft yellow flesh beneath. She cinched the rope tightly, tying it off neatly out of Fluttershy’d reach. The pinkette gasped at the sensation as her arms struggled behind her back.

“Do you like that?” Rarity asked, whispering sultrily.

Fluttershy nodded mutely, a shiver traveling down her spine as the words tickled her ear. The butterflies in her stomach picked up their pace, and she could feel a familiar warmth beginning to build deep in her core.

Rarity hummed happily, her own hesitation evaporating as she saw Fluttershy rubbing her legs together. The musky aroma of arousal told Rarity all she needed to know about the effect the bondage was already having on her lover, and they had barely even started yet.

Selecting a second rope, a longer one of deep maroon, Rarity squeezed Fluttershy’s bicep. “I’m doing the next one, alright?”

“Y-yes!” Fluttershy answered, barely able to concentrate as her horniness grew.

Looping the second rope around Fluttershy’s upper arms, Rarity began to slowly pull, drawing the elbows together. Fluttershy may not have been the strongest girl out there, but she was fairly flexible, and Rarity was nearly able to get her elbows to touch before a small whimper made her stop. Giving the rope a little more slack so as not to hurt her lover she then proceeded to loop the rope around twice more before tying it off in the same manner as at the wrists.

With Fluttershy’s arms fully bound and everything going smoothly, Rarity began to increase her pace. A third rope wrapped around Fluttershy’s torso, just below her breasts, pinning her arms against her back. Rarity grinned in satisfaction before her smile took on a distinctly predatory aspect. With her upper body immobilized, Fluttershy wiggled against her bonds, gasping in pleasure as she was caressed by the chords keeping her at Rarity’s mercy.

No longer able to hold back her own desires, Rarity grabbed her girlfriend, bodily pushing her back onto the bed. Fluttershy gasped as she fell forward onto the soft comforter, feet remaining on the floor as the material rubbed against her hardening nipples and her breasts were mashed between herself and the bedsprings. She moaned in ecstasy as cool fingers caressed her backside, grasping the tender flesh of her ass.

“I think I’m beginning to see the appeal of this, darling,” Rarity said as she grasped Fluttershy’s round butt in both hands. Her only answer was her girlfriend’s nod and moan of approval. Releasing her grip, she raised one hand and delivered a light swat to Fluttershy’s backside. “Well go on, get up on the bed.”

Fluttershy obeyed clumsily, her bound arms refusing to give her the leverage needed to make a graceful ascent. Shimmying like a caterpillar she eventually managed to get first one leg then the other onto the squishy bed, pushing herself forward across the smooth covers. She gasped as the fabric brushed against her nipples, now fully hard and erect from her arousal.

Rarity could not help but to let one of her hands drift down to her own crotch, rubbing herself through her panties as Fluttershy wiggled lewdly into position. “W- ahm, wonderful, darling!” She said, shaking her head to bring herself back to focus. Grabbing two more lengths of rope she climbed up after her girlfriend, managing the trip far more gracefully.

“Ready to go on?” Rarity asked, and Fluttershy nodded enthusiastically. “Very well then.” Shifting positions, Rarity moved to straddle her lover. She sat firmly on Fluttershy’s butt, trapping her bound hands between their asses. Rarity suddenly moaned as Fluttershy wiggled her fingers, brushing them along the crotch of Rarity’s panties. “Ah, n- none of that!” Rarity gasped, delivering another light slap to Fluttershy’s thigh. “I’m not finished yet!” The fingers stopped moving, but the bed continued to tremble with the faint sound of giggling.

Rarity rolled her eyes, a smile on her face. She may have been somewhat outside of her comfort zone, but the clear enjoyment Fluttershy was showing made her incredibly happy. Encouraged by her apparent success, she leaned down to grab Fluttershy’s feet, bending her legs back and pushing her knees apart so she could cross her ankles. Once everything was positioned as she wanted she grabbed the next rope and looped it around, again knotting it securely.

Fluttershy wiggled beneath her, testing her newest bond. The tie forced her legs apart, exposing her sex. She shivered as an errant breath of air caressed her moist slit, sending a wave of pleasure up her spine. “Mmm, more,” She moaned, unable to even think of stopping.

“As you wish,” Rarity said, only too happy to continue. She grabbed her last rope before sliding off of her perch, returning to Fluttershy’s side. With nimble fingers she looped one around the ankle bindings and knotted it. Then, pressing her palm into Fluttershy’s back, she tugged on the rope, pulling her legs up and off the bed and forcing her back into a tight arch before tying off the other end at her wrists.

Fluttershy’s breathing quickened as Rarity finished the tie. The position was harsh, and with her face in the covers she found it hard to breathe. Her moans of pleasure increased as the sensations stirred within her, causing her arousal to double, and she began thrusting her hips, desperate to find something to rub against to get herself off.

“Ah ah ah,” Rarity scolded. “Who said you could do that?” She sat up and got off the bed. Grabbing Fluttershy’s legs, she pulled her back to the edge where she had been before, her knees hanging off over the floor. Then, using the knee and the rope around her chest Rarity flipped her over onto her back, leaving her arms pinned beneath her and pussy exposed, spread and pushed upward by the bindings and the arch of her back.

Satisfied, Rarity positioned herself on the floor between her bound girlfriend’s knees, kneeling so that she was at eye level with her exposed pussy. With a mischievous smirk Rarity reached up, lightly poking at the swollen folds with her nail. Fluttershy shuddered at the sudden touch, and Rarity’s smile grew into a grin. This, at least, was familiar territory. She was intimately familiar with her lover’s little flower, and knew just what to do to tease and to pleasure.

Fluttershy moaned, her breathing coming fast. It had only just occurred to her the position she had put herself in. She loved Rarity and trusted her absolutely, but in her excitement to try bondage she had forgotten just how much of a tease the fashionista could be.

Rarity leaned in, her artfully curled hair tickling the insides of Fluttershy’s thighs, making the bound girl shake in nervous excitement. Grabbing her lover’s knees, she gently but firmly pushed them apart, spreading her legs and exposing the treasure inside. With a hungry smile she pursed her lips, planting a soft, teasing kiss on the inside of Fluttershy’ left thigh. The skin twitched beneath her lips as Fluttershy moved involuntarily, her body instinctively reacting to the feathery touch.

Rarity continued her treatment, planting a line of kisses up and down her lover’s legs, alternating between left and right randomly, keeping Fluttershy guessing. The pinkette wiggled and struggled, desperate for more as Rarity studiously avoided her pussy, laying neither lip not tongue on the swollen flower.

Between kisses Rarity would sometimes pause to nibble on the soft, delicate skin. Her teeth lightly pinched, leaving small pink love marks wherever she bit down. Soon Fluttershy’s inner legs were covered in the little spots, marking her as her lover’s and hers alone.

Finally, Rarity’s attention turned to Fluttershy’s pussy. She leaned in, breathing deeply of Fluttershy’s scent. The natural, musky scent of her sweat and arousal mixed with the sweet smell of strawberry body wash to create an intoxicating aroma that Rarity was unable to resist. She buried her nose in the short patch of trimmed pubic hair while her lips brushed against cleanly shaven labia. Fluttershy shuddered, wracked with anticipation as her lover finally made contact with her pussy.

Rarity poked her tongue out, drawing a wet trail up the line of Fluttershy’s wet slit. The familiar bitterness of Fluttershy’s precum caressed her taste buds and she lapped it up greedily. Slowly, sensuously she teased the folds, the tip of her tongue just barely parting the swollen lips before retreating with a fresh coat of Fluttershy’s juices.

Neither woman spoke. Only the sounds of Fluttershy’s heavy breathing and Rarity’s tongue broke the silence. Rarity pressed forward, continuing her torturous pleasuring of Fluttershy’s snatch. Her upper lips pressed against her lover’s lower ones as deeply as any kiss. Her tongue plunged in deeply, as far as she could push it, teasing Fluttershy’s tight, wet nether regions.

Fluttershy’s pussy throbbed, contracted, trying desperately to pull Rarity’s tongue into itself. Rarity again withdrew her tongue, leaving Fluttershy to whimper with need. She leaned back, grinning cheekily as she looked into her girlfriend’s eyes wide, pleading eyes.

“P-please?” Fluttershy begged, voice barely a whisper.

Without breaking eye contact Rarity extended her tongue, again drawing it over her pussy with torturous slowness. Fluttershy arched back, pressing her head deep into the softness of the mattress as her body struggled to process the intense pleasure being inflicted on her nether regions.

An evil thought slithered into Rarity’s mind. She could leave Fluttershy in this state, right on the edge of orgasm, until she had earned it. And image of herself tearing off her panties and sitting on Fluttershy’s face as the pinkette’s tongue desperately lapped at her sex imposed itself on the fashionista, and she felt herself reaching down and stroking herself through her lingerie. She latched onto the idea, turning it in her head, before reluctantly letting it go. As fun as it would be, this time it was about Fluttershy. Her needs came first, and Rarity could get hers after. Smiling to herself, she dove back in with renewed vigor.

FLuttershy jolted with surprise and pleasure as her lover’s newfound energy was unleashed upon her pussy. The sheets had long ago been drenched in her sweat, and her mussed hair became even more tangled as she thrashed in the throes of pleasure.

Nuzzled securely in her lover’s crotch, Rarity turned her focus to the budding clit. She wrapped her lips firmly around the throbbing bud, suckling it with all the vigor of a newborn on its mother’s teat. Rolling the rough surface of her tongue over the exposed surface, she drew out ever more desperate wails and moans from Fluttershy’s lips.

Extending her tongue further, she slipped it under the clit and back inside Fluttershy’s snatch, tormenting her inside and out. Fluttershy bucked in her restraints as Rarity found a particularly sensitive spot. Pleasure shot through the bound woman’s body like lightning, heralding the storm of the orgasm to come. She clenched her legs, squeezing Rarity’s cheeks between her thighs. Rarity could tell how close she was, and curled her tongue accordingly, aiming for the sensitive spot just inside the pussy.

Finally, Fluttershy came.

Her high-pitched shriek filled the bedroom. Rarity’s ears rang and she flinched, unable to get her hands up in time. Even so, she smiled. Fluttershy had always been a screamer, but this one was particularly loud. Rarity allowed herself a moment of smugness, grateful that her lover was not a squirter instead. Trapped as she was between her buttery yellow thighs, she would have likely drowned in cum! As it was, only a small trickle escaped Fluttershy’s throbbing snatch and Rarity lapped it up happily.

Something was wrong. Fluttershy was still screaming, but the pitch had turned to one of agony. Panicked, Rarity pried herself free and leaped to shaky legs. “Darling! Darling what’s wrong?” She demanded in a panic, grabbing her lover’s shoulders.

“Hurts, it hurts!” Fluttershy sobbed, “Rarity, h-help! It’s too tight!” Her face was red and eyes wide with panic. She thrashed against her bindings, struggling desperately to escape the constricting ropes.

Rarity acted in a panic, flipping Fluttershy over and tearing at the knots holding her hostage. The ropes refused to budge, and the cries of pain only increased as Rarity’s efforts only served to tighten them further. Casting about desperately, Rarity’s eyes fell on her nightstand. Quickly she rushed over, throwing open the top drawer and snatching up the glowing pendant within.

Please, please work, she begged, clasping the jewel and focusing all her will into it. There was a flash of light and a sudden weight in her hand, and she looked down to see she was grasping a large crystal, the edges above her hand sharp as a knife. She sighed in relief, wheeling back to where her partner struggled on the bed. The crystal made short work of the cheap bindings, and soon Fluttershy was free. The crystal vanished as Rarity tossed it and the pendant aside, rushing forward to pull her lover into a deep embrace.

“I’m so, so sorry, darling” She sobbed, pressing Fluttershy tightly against her breast. Fluttershy hugged her back, clutching her tightly as if she might disappear at any moment.

“I, I’m okay…” Fluttershy said, though Rarity could still feel her heart pounding against her chest. They remained in silence for several minutes, just holding each other and letting the panic fade away. Finally Fluttershy broke the hug, scooting off of her lover’s lap but not going far. They leaned against each other for support a while longer before Fluttershy broke the silence.

“Thank you.”

Rarity blinked. “Of, of course, darling! You mean the world to me! There’s no way I would ever let anything-“

“No,” Fluttershy shook her head. “I mean, yes, thank you for that too, but…” She swallowed, taking a shaky breath and wiping her eyes before continuing. “I meant, th- thank you for going along with what I asked. Even… even if it didn’t turn out perfectly, I, I really enjoyed it and, and I hope you wouldn’t mind, maybe, trying again? One day?”

For a moment, Rarity was speechless. “A- again? Why? I, I don’t think, I mean, I hurt you!”

Fluttershy shook her head, absently rubbing her wrists, which like her ankles were rubbed raw with angry looking rope burns. “No, Rarity, you saved me. What happened with the ropes was an accident. You couldn’t have known, you just couldn’t!” She dropped her head, a lock of hair falling over her eye. “Besides, it’s not like I’m the only one who got hurt.” She pointed to Rarity’s hand.

Rarity glanced down in surprise. A trail of red, contrasting violently with her alabaster skin, was seeping down from the fingernail of her left ring finger. She lifter her hand to inspect it, noticing the broken nail for the first time. “O-oh, when I was working the knots, I must have broken it. I, I hadn’t even noticed…” She shook her head. “But that is nothing! Fluttershy, your wrists-”

Again Fluttershy interrupted, showing uncharacteristic determination in order to spare her lover her guilt. “I’ll be fine, Rarity, really. I just need a warm bath, to stimulate the blood flow.” She had slipped into her vet voice, the one she used to calm worrying pet owners so she could do what needed to be done. Rarity knew the voice, and knew that it meant that Fluttershy was in control. She nodded, letting Fluttershy take the lead this time. She giggled.

“You know, Fluttershy, you’ve grown awfully assertive.”

Fluttershy smiled back shyly. “What can I say, you bring out the best in me. Now,” She said, standing on wobbly legs, “I, I think I’m ready to let you take charge again. I don’t think I can make it to the bathroom on my own.”

“Of course, darling,” Rarity said, offering her shoulder to her lover. Fluttershy leaned into her, and together they carefully made their way across the carpet and to the bathroom. Fluttershy sat against the wall, sliding down onto the lush throw rug as Rarity ran the bath. As soon as the temperature was adjusted and the basin was full, Rarity offered her hand, helping her into the tub. She refused to leave, despite Fluttershy’s insistence that she was alright. Fluttershy did not protest much anyway. Neither one wanted to be apart.

Afterward they sat together in the bed, wrapped in fuzzy white bath robes and each other’s arms. Rarity softly drew a brush through Fluttershy’s hair, enjoying the sound of her relaxed breathing as she let herself be pampered. “You know,” Rarity said, “I did rather enjoy what we were doing, before that happened of course.”

Fluttershy smiled, looking up hopefully. “Does that mean...?”

Rarity sighed in faux defeat, but her smile gave her away. “Yes, Fluttershy, I suppose it does. Although next time, let’s do a little research before we dive right in, okay?”

Fluttershy giggled, curling up against her lover as she began to nod off. “Okay, whatever you say…”

“Mistress.”

Siren's Song

The next morning was relatively uneventful. With Rarity’s sister, Sweetie Belle, gone for the weekend the couple had the apartment to themselves again, but both had responsibilities to attend to all the same. After a simple breakfast of fruit, toast, and tea they went their separate ways. Rarity went downstairs to tend to the boutique and Fluttershy retreated to her study to take care of her schoolwork. Her volunteer work at the animal shelter was both fun and fulfilling, but she was studying to one day become a professional veterinarian.

Rarity spent her time tending to a modest backlog of dress orders. It was she that the other two relied on to keep the rent paid, and while she was more than happy to provide for her lover and her sister, she did it mostly for the thrill of having her creativity recognized.

They missed each other for lunch, as Fluttershy only took some chips to her room to eat whilst studying and Rarity skipped the meal altogether. Thus it was that once evening rolled around both girls were quite ravenous. They met up in the apartment around five and decided to make a date of it.

An hour later they were showered and dressed in preparation for their date. Rarity wore a tight black shirt with long sleeves, loose khaki pants, a bright red neckerchief and a black beret to pull it all together. Fluttershy was dressed more simply, opting for jeans, a green tee, and a light jacket to ward against the evening chill. October was just around the corner and the nights were again starting to get cold.

“Ready, darling?” Rarity asked, giving Fluttershy a quick peck on the cheek.

Fluttershy nodded, and together they left the boutique, strolling comfortably arm in arm. They were fortunate enough to live in a fairly lively area of town, and in just a few short blocks they had left their neighborhood and strode out onto one of Canterlot’s main streets.

The strip had a number of trendy restaurants, and the two chose one of their favorites, a small café that was rather popular for its excellent turkey subs. Ordering their food, the two managed to snag a quiet corner booth where they could talk quietly, away from the relative noise and bustle of the restaurant. It was moments like these that truly made up their relationship, as exciting as their love life may have been.

“So, how did the studying go?” Rarity asked, sipping on her iced tea as a waiter brought their sandwiches.

“Good,” Fluttershy smiled. “We’re learning about larger farm animals right now! Did you know that horses-”

Rarity held up a hand, cutting her off. “Fluttershy, darling, you know I love to hear about your studies and whatever interesting tidbits you pick up. But please, not while I’m eating, okay?”

Fluttershy giggled, blushing a little. “Sorry, I sometimes forget you aren’t as interested in biology as I am.”

Rarity smirked at that. “Oh, believe me dear, I am quite fascinated in biology, just not the sort you mean.”

The two shared a laugh, then began eating. They continued talking between bites, Fluttershy asking about Rarity’s latest projects, and smiling fondly as the fashionista listed off the projects she had finished and the handful she still had to complete over the weekend. They shared a couple of laughs as Rarity shared some of the more outlandish requests she had taken of late, and altogether had a great time, just talking and catching up with each other’s day. Finally, though, they reached dessert, and Fluttershy brought up the topic that had been on her mind most of the day.

“So, um… about last night…”

Rarity, carefully swallowing her bite of pumpkin pie, looked around to make sure no one was eavesdropping on their conversation. Seeing no one paying them undue attention she nodded and leaned forward. “Yes?” She asked, voice barely above a whisper.

Fluttershy leaned forward similarly, sharing a conspiratorial smirk. “Remember how you said we should do a little research before we tried anything else?”

“Yes,” Rarity said again, somewhat hesitantly.

“Well, I um… did a little research. There’s a place not far from here, fairly new, and it’s within walking distance!” Her voice, though a whisper, peaked with excitement.

Rarity blinked, once again taken aback by how excited the normally reserved Fluttershy became when discussing the topic. “Fluttershy, I know what I said, but are you suggesting that we go visit some kind of… of sex shop?”

Fluttershy blushed, but nodded in excitement. She grinned at Rarity as she sat back, contemplating her girlfriend’s suggestion. Forking another piece of her pie, Rarity chewed slowly, giving herself time to mull it over. She had agreed to give Fluttershy’s idea another chance, and she would be lying if she said she had not enjoyed it herself. But the idea of going to a place like that made her shudder. She could only imagine what kind of depraved, twisted… She shook her head. Better not to let her imagination get carried away.

“Darling,” She said after finishing her dessert. “Are you… are you sure about this?”

Fluttershy nodded again, her grin widening. “I know it may seem odd, but… I just think that it may be the best thing. I… I’ve looked online, of course, but I’ve always been too shy to really ask anyone. But, but having you with me, I think…” She trailed off, her nerves once again getting the better of her.

Rarity sighed, dabbing her lips with a napkin. “I, suppose a short visit couldn’t hurt. But if there is any funny business, or if either of us feels uneasy we absolutely must leave right away!”

Fluttershy nodded. “Of, of course! But… you will give it a chance?”

“One.” Rarity said adamantly. “There are other ways to learn things than to throw ourselves directly into the lion’s den, as it were, but I will trust your judgement. Shall we?”

Stopping by the counter to pay their bill, the two of them left down the street. They did not have far to go as their destination was only a few blocks farther, but they did have to take the next street over. The area was less busy than Main Street, although it was still well kept and well lit. Rarity remained apprehensive as they approached the shop, however. The mirrored windows and the fact that it shared its strip with both a bar and a tattoo parlor did little to instill confidence in the woman.

Nevertheless she followed closely as Fluttershy practically skipped to the door. A glowing sign identified the store as Siren’s Song in flowing silver letters. Another glowing sign sat next to the door, indicating that the store was, indeed, open. Unlike Rarity’s imagination, the exterior was not covered in “XXX” signs and silhouettes of naked girls, so that was somewhat comforting. Finally catching up to her girlfriend, they opened the door and peeked inside together.

“Oh my,” Fluttershy blushed. Rarity covered her mouth as she gasped involuntarily. She had very little idea what to expect, but still managed to be taken completely aback.

On first impressions, the store was not the filthy den of depravity and debauchery the fashionista had been expecting. To the contrary, the place had a strangely comfortable, inviting feel. Soft, warm lights hung from the ceiling, illuminating the classy, black-stained concrete floors and polished wood walls. There was a small, intimate seating area off to one side, furnished with a comfortable looking leather sofa and two matching arm chairs, as well as a small coffee table. Quiet music played in the background, a soft, pleasant blend of strings and vocals. All in all the place had the feel of a chic downtown coffee house.

The illusion was spoiled by the fact that the walls were neatly packed with hundreds of assorted dildos, whips, and lingerie. In one corner sat a large wooden wedge with a number of leather straps dangling off the sides. In another corner stood a tall metal frame, proudly displaying a splayed mannequin in a full-coverage gimp suit.

“This is… bizarre,” Rarity murmured, stepping into the shop behind Fluttershy. The pinkette nodded, at a loss for words.

“Hello, and welcome to Siren’s Song.” The sudden greeting startled the girls, and they whirled to see who had spoken, finally noticing the shop’s proprietor. Their eyes widened in recognition. They knew the woman, her golden skin, her perfect figure, and her huge mass of voluminous orange curls. She wore a dark leather fetish outfit, a tight red dress with a black corset and leggings, complete with a pair of four inch stilettos. The entire outfit only served to accentuate her curves, presenting a stunning, goddess-like figure. She stepped forward, heels clicking sharply on the hard floor.

“Adagio Dazzle,” Rarity hissed. Fluttershy let out a startled squeak and ducked behind her lover.

Adagio just stood there for a moment, looking just as surprised as her guests. Then the shock was replaced by a predatory grin. “Giiiirls,” She purred, “What a pleasant surprise! Come in, why don’t you have a seat?” She said, stepping behind the girls and placing a hand on each of their backs, pushing them gently but firmly towards the nearby seating area. Rarity’s hand instinctively clutched her kerchief. She suddenly regretted not wearing her medallion instead.

At Adagio’s insistence the girls sat, eying the siren warily. They fidgeted nervously as she stood in front of them. She crossed her arms and fixed them with an imperious glare. “So,” She said darkly, “We meet again.”

Fluttershy squealed and cowered behind Rarity, who’s face had gone red with protective anger. “Now look here, Adagio! I don’t know what you’re planning-”

A bark of laughter cut her off, and Adagio’s stern expression dissolved into one of mirth. “Oh, you girls should see the looks on your faces!” She doubled over, clutching her stomach. “I’m sorry, I was just messing with you.”

Rarity and Fluttershy exchanged confused glances. “Messing… with us?” Rarity asked, raising an eyebrow.

Adagio’s grin widened, taking no small amount of pleasure from the girls’ discomfort. But she quickly reestablished her professional air. Waving off Rarity’s question, she got straight to the point. “Now, what can I help you with?”

The couple again shared a glance. Fluttershy scooted into view, but kept a tight grip on Rarity’s arm. “Why, um, why would you want to help us?”

Adagio smirked, holding up two fingers. “Because first, Fluttershy, this is my store, and you don’t turn a profit by alienating potential clients. And second, about what you girls did, I’m over it!” She winced, scratching her head. “Well, mostly over it… To be honest you girls aren’t exactly the most pleasant surprise I’ve had lately, but… well I’ll leave it at that.”

Rarity nodded in acknowledgment, but remained unconvinced. Despite her doubts, though, the siren had not made any hostile moves, so perhaps…

“You own this place?” Fluttershy asked in wonder, cutting off Rarity’s train of thought.

Adagio nodded as she sat down, a look of pride in her eyes. “Yep, I had to figure something out, and, well, here it is. Now enough about me. Seriously, my time is precious, so what did you come here for?”

“W-well you see,” Rarity began as Fluttershy fell silent with a blush, “The two of us are, well, um… seeing each other.”

“Really,” Adagio rolled her eyes. “Would never have guessed.”

Rarity cleared her throat. “Yes, well. My uh, girlfriend and I have decided to pick up some new hobbies as it were, to ah, spice things up as they say…”

Adagio’s eyes flared with sudden interest and she leaned forward in her chair. “Fluttershy, roll up your sleeve,” She demanded.

“W-what?” Fluttershy stammered, “Why me!?”

Adagio rolled her eyes. “Because it’s obvious. You guys tried something crazy, probably bondage, and it went wrong. You obviously aren’t the top, so I want to see the rope marks.”

The pair blushed as she realized how easily the siren had seen through them, and Fluttershy nodded, obediently rolling up her sleeve. Adagio whistled as she saw the nasty rope burns. They were fading, but even after nearly twenty-four hours her wrists still showed an angry pink.

“Yep, I knew it. You girls are gonna need some special help.” She eyed the clock on the wall, signaling quarter to eight. “Alright, tell you what. I’m closing up the shop early. Then you two are getting some private lessons.”

Rarity’s blush deepened at the scandalous suggestion. “W-wh-WHAT!?” She demanded.

Adagio sighed, slapping her face with her palm. “Not like that,” She said, turning the lock. She took a second to flip off the switch on the “Open” sign before turning back to the girls.

“Well, I must say, your apparent hospitality is a pleasant surprise…” Rarity said, still not feeling entirely comfortable.

Adagio smirked as she sauntered back to the others. “Well, you can thank your friend for that. For a while I was holding onto a pretty big grudge. And for good reason too! But… well let’s just say she can be quite persuasive.”

Fluttershy finally managed to roll her sleeve back down. “Twilight talked to you?”

“Ha!” Adagio laughed, “That nerd? No, no it definitely wasn’t her. I don’t think she could have managed it, not back then.” With a smirk she made her way over to the corner of the store, the one with the display frame. “In fact, why don’t I let her explain it for herself,” Adagio said, reaching up for the mannequin’s head and turning it to reveal a striking red and gold ponytail cascading through the metal ring in the back.

“No…” Rarity whispered in disbelief as Adagio unzipped the mask, revealing the sweaty, red face of Sunset Shimmer. Sunset said nothing, as her eyes and ears were covered with cotton and her mouth was stuffed with cloth. She moaned as the leather peeled away from her face, allowing her to spit her gag onto the floor, revealing two soaked pairs of wadded up panties, in pink and black respectively.

“Adagio Dazzle, what have you done!?” Rarity demanded, jumping to her feet, followed closely by a concerned Fluttershy.

Sunset turned her head, confused by the sudden, muffled outburst. The voice was familiar to her, but she could not place it immediately. “Adagio?” She asked, voice strained from hours of disuse. “Dagi, is someone here?”

Rarity and Fluttershy froze, dumbstruck by Sunset’s endearing form of address. This allowed Adagio the time to remove the gauze blocking the redhead’s eyes and ears. “We have some special customers tonight,” Adagio crooned, “Some friends of yours paying an unexpected visit.

“Rarity!? Fluttershy!?” Sunset exclaimed as her vision refocused on the pair. Her face, already flushed from the heat of the mask, turned positively crimson in embarrassment. “What are you two doing here!?”

“Well!” Rarity exclaimed, “We could ask you the same thing!”

Adagio scoffed. “Please, like you can judge. Look where you’re standing!”

Rarity blushed, unable to find a counterargument. Fluttershy patted her back comfortingly. “I, I suppose you’re right,” Rarity admitted. “I was just caught off guard is all.”

Sunset chuckled, giving Adagio a peck on the cheek as the siren released her wrist cuffs. “I can’t blame you I guess. I wasn’t exactly expecting Dagi to go and out our little secret like that either.” She shot Adagio a half-hearted glare.

“Sorry~!” The siren sang as she knelt to remove the ankle cuffs. She stood quickly, offering a supporting shoulder to Sunset and walking the redhead unsteadily toward the couch. Fluttershy helped her lie back until she rested comfortably against the cushions. She and Adagio worked together to loosen the multitude of straps and laces trailing the entirety of the outfit. Rarity looked on, completely at a loss.

“So,” Sunset said with a laugh, “It seems live we’ve got a lot to talk about.” She stretched, reviving her sore muscles and popping her back and shoulders, much to the dismay of everyone else. “Ugh, that’s gonna have to wait ‘till after I shower though. Let’s have dinner, ‘kay?” With two dumbstruck nods from her friends, and a smack on the ass from Adagio, Sunset made her way to the employee area at the back of the shop and, more importantly, the shower that was hidden there.

“What. The. Hell. Was. That?” Rarity demanded, whirling on the siren once her friend was out of earshot.

Adagio sighed, seeming to deflate as all the humor left her. “Look, it’s a long story, and I really don’t think I can explain it without pissing you off, not without Sunny here.”

Rarity ground her teeth and was about to retort when she felt Fluttershy’s hand on her shoulder. She took a deep breath, forcing herself to calm down. Fluttershy smiled gently. “It’s okay, you don’t have to tell us right now,” She said. “I think it’s pretty clear you two care for each other, and it looks like you know what you’re doing.” She nudged Rarity in the shoulder. “Right, Rarity?”

Rarity grimaced. “I… suppose I can give you the benefit of the doubt, at least until we hear Sunset’s side of things.”

Adagio sighed in relief. “Thanks, girls. That means a lot.”

The rest of the time passed in awkward silence, until twenty minutes later Sunset finally reappeared, sauntering into the room wearing her street clothes, black jeans and sneakers, a purple shirt, and the old leather jacket she’d worn since high school. “Shower’s free love,” She said, patting Adagio’s shoulder.

“Thanks,” Adagio said, giving Sunset her seat. “Leather starts to smell after a while.” She smirked. “But you already knew that, didn’t you?”

“Bite me, Dazzle!” Sunset retorted playfully.

“Later,” The siren winked before turning to sashay out of the room. No one said anything as they watched her leave.

“So, uh,” Sunset said, breaking the awkward silence, “You two are finally branching out huh?”

Rarity pinched the bridge of her nose, fighting off a growing headache. “Sunset Shimmer, I am trying to remain calm and collected for the sake of our friendship, but would you mind explaining just what the hell is going on?”

“W-well, you see,” Sunset began, “Adagio and I are sort of… well, we’re dating. In fact we’ve been living together for the past several months. Well, the other two are there, but we do have our own room so it’s like our own place. A-and the others are pretty cool once you know them!” She finished, smiling hopefully. Her face fell when she saw Rarity’s expression. “No?”

Rarity sighed. “Look, I don’t want to be judgmental, I really don’t. But, how could you be with her!?”

Sunset smiled sadly. “Please, Rarity, I understand how you feel, but just give her a chance! She means a lot to me, and she’s really turned her life around since then. I mean, admit it, she has just as much reason to hate us as you do her. Maybe even more. And yet she’s been nothing but polite to you! I understand if you can’t trust her yet, but can you at least trust me?”

“I trust you,” Fluttershy said meekly.

Sunset’s smile turned genuine. “Thanks Shy, that means a lot.”

Rarity shook her head, realizing that she was outnumbered. “Fine, for your sake I suppose I can give her the benefit of the doubt. Though I’m not so sure I’d be ready to trust her with the intimate details of our love life! Couldn’t you help us out instead?”

“Thanks, I appreciate your faith. But to answer your question, sorry but no. She’s the expert, I’m really just learning. She has literal decades of experience on me, plus it’s her shop. No one could be better to give you advice. Just talk to her at dinner, I think you’ll really get along.”

“That sounds like a wonderful idea,” Fluttershy agreed.

“I’m sure,” Rarity said doubtfully.

Adagio chose that moment to return, looking no less stunning than before in a short purple dress, grey jacket, and black heels that, while shorter than her previous pair, retained an impressive height. Her hair was, miraculously, just as dry and poofy as ever. “Ready to go girls?” She said, stopping with her hand on her hip. Reservations aside, Rarity could not help but appreciate the siren’s look, her clothes, body, and attitude all working in perfect harmony to create a veritable bomb of sex appeal. A slight whimper to her side revealed that a similar thought had crossed Fluttershy’s mind. Rarity could see Sunset smirk out of the corner of her eye.

Locking the store behind them, Adagio led the girls to her car, a sleek black sedan. They piled in, Fluttershy and Rarity in the back and Sunset in the front passenger seat. Adagio turned the key and revved the engine as the radio blasted out heavy metal music, catching the couple in the back entirely by surprise. The music was loud, and any attempts at conversation were drowned as Adagio sped down the street, reaching her destination in under three minutes. As they reached the restaurant, Rarity offered a silent prayer of thanks that she did not have to put up with Adagio’s music or her driving any longer.

Adagio led the way into the restaurant, a late night sushi bar. They were greeted by the host, who ushered them to a private back room that the siren had reserved. A waiter took their orders almost immediately. Rarity and Fluttershy, having already eaten, settled for soup and fresh tea. They made small talk until the waiter returned with their orders.

“Sushi?” Rarity asked incredulously, “Isn’t that kind of odd for you?”

Adagio let out one of her loud, barking laughs. “Oh sure, like you’ve never eaten anything mammalian before! Please, the girls and I grew up in the ocean. Fish was like, a hundred percent of our diet.”

Rarity blushed at the obvious answer, but Adagio was quick to wave it off. “Don’t worry about it, I guess I can see where you’re coming from. But no, the girls and I love it. Sonata has even become a pretty decent sushi chef.” Her eyes took on a mischievous gleam. “Maybe you girls can join us for nyotaimori night some time.”

Rarity arched a brow in confusion as Sunset almost choked laughing and Fluttershy let out an embarrassed “Oh my.”

“I’m sorry, I don’t think I understand…”

Fluttershy tugged on her sleeve and shook her head. “I’ll, um, explain it later.”

Rarity frowned but decided to let it pass. She had more important matters to discuss. “So, I must say I am still very curious about how you two began dating.”

Sunset and Adagio looked at each other awkwardly. “It’s… not the nicest story,” Sunset said.

Rarity eyed them sternly. “Normally I wouldn’t pry, but I do believe the truth will be quite essential if we are expected to trust her with the details of our own love life.”

Fluttershy put a calming hand on her girlfriend’s shoulder. “We promise to keep an open mind.”

“Well, I guess it started about a year ago. I was thinking about how close we all were in high school, and how even though we keep in touch we’ve kind of been drifting apart. And them I began to wonder about Dagi, Aria, and Sonata. As far as I knew no one had seen them since the B-o-t-B, though I discovered later that Pinkie and Sonata had secretly kept in touch.” Sunset giggled. “Anyway, you know computers have always been my thing. So I did some digging, and I actually found them. They never left Canterlot. That got me concerned. I was worried that they had stuck around planning some sort of revenge. With us being so out of touch and all, I realized that it probably wouldn’t have been hard for them to track us down if they had wanted.”

Here Adagio cut in with a laugh. “It was just a normal evening for me. The girls were out, as usual. We didn’t talk much those days, even though we couldn’t bear to live apart. They had both managed to move on, more or less, but stubborn me refused to let go of the grudge. Then out of nowhere this one knocks on my door, demanding an explanation.”

Sunset scratched her head, blushing. “I had worked myself up into a paranoid frenzy by the time I got there. I remembered how I had been before I reformed, and truth be told, I could not think of a single reason that the sirens wouldn’t want to get back at us. Looking back, that was pretty arrogant. But I had a reason.”

“See, beneath all that, I guess I felt kind of guilty. I know what it’s like to rely on magic your whole life, only to have it stripped from you. They had been even more reliant on their magic than I ever was, and for a lot longer too. But then I had managed to regain a bit of my old powers when we found those amulets, and that made me feel even worse about what we had done.”

Adagio smirked. “You know, if you had brought that pendant that day, you would have saved yourself a lot of trouble.”

Sunset rolled her eyes and grinned. “Yes, but then I wouldn’t get to tie you up every other weekend now would I?”

Rarity, enraptured by the story, motioned impatiently. Her romantic nature was getting the best of her. “Well, go on! What happened next?”

No one answered for a moment. Sunset and Adagio gave each other an awkward look, causing Rarity and Fluttershy to do the same. Finally, Sunset took over again. “Well, like I said, I wasn’t really thinking straight. I had worked myself up with fear and guilt, and I did what seemed the only logical thing at the time. I, well…” She trailed off with a cough, blushing profusely.

Adagio laughed, despite the seriousness of the story. “She offered herself up as a bargaining chip, a sort of sacrificial lamb to ensure that I wouldn’t be coming after you. I believe her exact words were: ‘Do whatever you want with me, I promise I won’t resist! Just don’t hurt my friends!’” Fluttershy and Rarity laughed softly at the clichéd line, and Sunset managed to turn even redder, but Adagio’s expression turned regretful. “I’m ashamed to say it, but I… I took her up on that offer.”

The laughter ceased, and Adagio hung her head as Rarity and Fluttershy looked at her with shocked expressions. Sunset wrapped a comforting arm around her girlfriend’s shoulder. “It’s okay, really. We… We were exactly what each other needed at the time. It may not have been perfect, but it allowed her to work through a lot of the rage and grief that had been festering for years. And as for me, well, I already told you about the guilt I was feeling. In her own way, she helped me through that too. Maybe it wasn’t the most romantic or healthiest of relationships, but it’s what worked. Dagi and I, we don’t just love each other. We need each other. And, in a way, we need S and M.”

Sunset’s look hardened. “And don’t you even think of bringing up any of that Stockholm bullshit. I went to her first, I offered myself consensually, and even when she was at her worst she never, ever took things too far. As angry as she may have been, as much right as she may have had to hate me, she never took advantage of me beyond what I allowed. I… I never really appreciated that early on.” She blinked back tears, pulling Adagio tighter into the hug.

Adagio smiled. “No matter how much I wanted to hate her, no matter how many times I told her to go and never return, because next time I would hurt her for real, she always came back. Once or twice a month at first, then a couple of times a week. I think she realized, even before I did, just how much good she was doing me.”

Sunset giggled. “Now I’m ‘doing her good’ in a different way.” Adagio rolled her eyes.

Rarity blinked, stunned by their words. “Then, what we saw today?”

“That,” Adagio said sternly, “Was revenge.”

Grinning sheepishly, Sunset nodded. “See, recently, we’ve been trying switching positions. I was fine being the sub, but Dagi thought that it would be healthy for me to try being the top for once. I, um, was really good at it.”

“And that’s enough about that.” Adagio announced. “So, is that explanation good enough for you two, are you willing to give me a shot?”

Fluttershy squeezed Rarity’s shoulder, giving her a hopeful look. Rarity sighed. She grabbed Fluttershy’s hand and gave it a return squeeze before nodding. “All right, Adagio. I… I’m still hesitant, you understand, but I will hear you out if you are still willing to help.”

Adagio smiled in relief. She was surprised at how happy Rarity’s words made her. Perhaps Sunset had rubbed off on her more than she had thought. “That makes me happier than you could guess, both of you.” Sunset nodded in agreement.

“Now,” Adagio said, “Why don’t you tell me your story now, so I know exactly what I’m working with.”

“Well…” Fluttershy began, “Rarity and I were just m- um, making love, l-l-like we normally do, and I finally m-managed to work up the courage to ask her to try something, um, new…”

Rarity nodded. “Honestly I was quite surprised, though perhaps I shouldn’t have been. I was nervous, but I was determined to give it a shot. For Fluttershy, of course. It went rather well at first, actually, if I do say so myself. I have no experience with this kind of thing you understand, but I believe we were both rather enjoying it, right darling?”

Fluttershy blushed, a small smile playing along her lips. “Oh, um, yes. Definitely.”

Adagio smirked, nudging Sunset’s arm. “You were right, these two are adorable!”

“I know, right?” Sunset giggled.

“Yes, well,” Rarity continued with a blush, “As I said all was going well, up until the end. Fluttershy was suddenly in immense pain, and no matter how hard I tried I could not get her free! It was as if the knots had tightened all on their own, and if it weren’t for my medallion I fear I might have done some permanent damage.”

Adagio nodded, a serious expression on her face. “I see. You two were very lucky. It’s a good thing you had Equestrian magic to bail you out, or else you’re right, Fluttershy could have come to serious harm.” She sighed. “Rope is very difficult to use right, and can be very dangerous if used wrong. Fluttershy, can I see your arm for a minute?”

Fluttershy obeyed, shyly rolling up her sleeve and holding out her arm. “See this?” Adagio said, pointing to the pink marks circling her wrists, “This is bad. Tying the ropes there is not only painful for the sub, but risks cutting off circulation to the hands entirely. Fluttershy, you work with animals, right? So you know how dangerous a blood clot can be.” Fluttershy nodded solemnly.

Adagio moved her finger about two inches further up Fluttershy’s arm, where the skin was still its unblemished, buttery yellow color. “You’d want to tie her here instead, on the meatier part of the arm. Much safer, and much more comfortable for the sub. Same goes for legs too of course. But honestly? I’m gonna ask you to stay away from ropes for a while. If it has to be tying that gets you off, use some soft scarves or something, but I personally recommend cuffs for beginners like you. They can be applied or removed almost instantly, and are pretty comfortable too. But leave the ropes until you have some more experience.”

Rarity and Fluttershy nodded. “I- I’d be okay with just cuffs, if it makes things easier on Rarity.” Fluttershy said.

Rarity smiled at her. “Honestly, I would like to give the ropes another chance, some day, but you’re right, I think Adagio has the right idea for now. But I promise to learn, if you would like.”

Fluttershy smiled. “I’d like that.”

“Good!” Adagio said, clapping her hands together. “Now, with that settled, here is the absolute most important thing: communication! You two are just starting out, so until you get some real experience under your belts, just keep it simple. You may think you know how to communicate in the bedroom, but S and M is a different beast. A lot of times a sub won’t be able to help herself. Rarity, as domme it would be your responsibility to watch her and listen to her. Don’t just assume everything is all right just because she doesn’t complain. And Fluttershy, if something goes wrong, or is uncomfortable, it is your responsibility to tell your domme immediately, in any way that you can. Got it?”

The girls nodded. “You are very passionate about that,” Rarity noted.

“Yeah, well, I like to see this shit done right,” Adagio said, leaning back. “It’s my business, and I don’t want anyone getting hurt because of my stuff or my advice. And… and I don’t want you two repeating my mistakes.” She suddenly got quiet, crossing her arms and pulling her jacket close. Sunset reached over and gave her a hug. Fluttershy and Rarity got up as well, rounding the table to pull their one-time rival into a warm three way embrace. Adagio giggled, wiping away a tear that was beginning to fall.

“Thanks girls, that means a lot to me.”

Take Two

“Bye Rarity!” Sweetie called from the front door of the boutique. “Bye Shy!” With a quick wave she hiked up her backpack and slammed the door. Rarity turned to scold her for it, but could already see the girl pedaling away through the window.

Hardly a girl anymore, she reminded herself. Her eighteenth was last month. She is a young lady now! She smiled wistfully at the thought. Returning to the kitchen, she found Fluttershy just finishing off the last of her tea, a smile of her own playing across her lips.

“She’s so energetic,” Fluttershy commented. “It’s… nice.”

Rarity chuckled. “She wasn’t always so rambunctious. I think Apple Bloom and Scootaloo have been good for her, as much as I may sometimes pine for her quieter days.” She giggled, circling behind Fluttershy as she talked, placing her hands on her lover’s shoulders to gently massage her neck. “So, darling,” She whispered huskily into Fluttershy’s ear, “Are you ready to get started?”

Fluttershy shivered in anticipation at the words. She leaned back into her lover’s chest, resting her head against her bosom. “Are we going to do… that, again?” She asked hopefully.

“But of course!” Rarity said, kissing her forehead gently. “Anything for my little lovebird! That is, if you are still interested, of course.”

“Mmm, definitely!” Fluttershy sighed happily.

“I thought so,” Rarity cooed. “And that’s why I paid a little visit to Adagio’s shop last night. I picked up a few… surprises.”

“Oooh, I can’t wait!” Fluttershy hummed, turning in her seat to look up at her lover. “But… do I have time to shower first?”

Rarity giggled. “Of course, darling. Take your time, but don’t keep me waiting too long, you hear!”

“Yes, mistress!” Fluttershy answered before dashing to the bathroom.

Rarity had always been one to take care of her personal grooming first thing in the morning, and thus she had already showered and had no problem with leaving the bathroom entirely to Fluttershy so she could get ready. Instead she set about preparing the bedroom for the afternoon, making the bed, closing the curtains, and lighting a handful of candles on the dresser to set the mood.

Pulling open the top drawer, she carefully rifled through her less-than-modest collection of lingerie, selecting a skimpy red number that would contrast wonderfully with her pale skin and accentuate her natural curves. Briefly glancing back toward the bathroom door, she stepped out of her clothes and her more casual underwear, tossing them into the nearby hamper before turning to the full length mirror by the dresser. She struck a sultry pose, placing a hand on her hip and admiring herself in the reflection.

She had a nice figure, though not quite as curvy as Fluttershy’s. While they could be considered equally beautiful, they both had their strengths and weaknesses. Fluttershy’s body was more the type that would be considered cute. She was a little bit shorter than average, with big, D-cup breasts, a lovely, round ass and just a bit of pudge in all the right places. She was nowhere near fat, but the extra bit of padding made her a wonderful snuggle partner.

Rarity, on the other hand, was the epitome of classic beauty. She had a perfect, slender hourglass figure, her body kept tight and toned through a healthy diet and a semi-regular workout schedule. She was not overly muscular, but her body was pleasantly toned, adding a nice bit of definition to her abs, legs, and butt especially. Her breasts were not as large as her lover’s, but they were firm and perky and perfectly proportioned to the rest of her body. Despite their differences, Rarity could not really consider one more attractive than the other, and there was little need for her to worry about it. They each kept themselves fit for their own benefit and for each other’s, and Rarity had always thought they made a lovely couple.

Finally finished admiring her reflection, she slipped on her underwear and took a moment to brush her hair. There was little reason to, as it was already nearly perfect and would likely be a tangled mess within the hour, but she always tried to take special care to look her best for her lover, especially on occasions such as this. Once she was satisfied, she returned to the dresser and retrieved the nondescript paper bag that she had gotten from Adagio’s shop. As the owner valued discretion above all else, the bag bore no markings indicating where it was from, for which Rarity was glad.

Rummaging through the bag, Rarity withdrew the items she would need, laying them out neatly along the edge of the bed. She bit her lip as she analyzed the humble collection. Just what was she getting herself into? Sure she had had fun the last time, before everything went awry, but she just could not shake the worry that she was doing something wrong. Fluttershy had called her “mistress” twice now. Was it just a nickname, or was there something more to it? Did Fluttershy want more from her than just a little experimentation in the bedroom? Was she somehow failing her lover by not taking everything a step farther?

Suddenly Rarity realized that the sound of running water had been absent for a while. Curiously she glanced back, wondering if her soft-spoken girlfriend had somehow managed to sneak up on her by accident. There was no Fluttershy, however, and the bathroom door remained firmly closed. Rarity glanced at the wall clock. She had been in there nearly an hour. While spending that much time in the bathroom would not seem so strange for someone like Rarity, for Fluttershy it was very unusual.

Concerned, Rarity approached the bathroom, lifting her hand to gently rap her knuckles against the door frame. “Fluttershy, dear? Is everything alright in there?”

“Eep!” Fluttershy squeaked through the door, sounding startled. “Um, j-just fine, Rarity,” She answered shakily.

More concerned than ever, Rarity slowly pushed open the door. She had half expected it to be locked, but to her great relief it was not. Moving gingerly, she stepped inside. “Fluttershy,” She said patiently, but her breath caught in her throat at the sight of her girlfriend. The normally shy, reserved girl was wearing a daringly risqué ensemble of white lace. The nearly transparent bra and panties left little to the imagination behind their subtle floral pattern, and a pair of sheer silk stockings accentuated her legs, held taut by the narrow garter belt hugging her waist.

Fluttershy blushed in embarrassment, hiding behind a lock of pink hair. She looked the picture of innocent beauty, like a virgin bride on her wedding night. Even through the lace Rarity could see that every inch of her was shaved clean, stirring something primal inside the fashionista.

Seeing Fluttershy naked was nothing new, of course, but this was the first time Rarity had ever seen her in lingerie. The artistic part of her mind was swirling with delight at the intricate garments, how elegant and sexy they looked, how they hugged her curves and suited her complexion just so. The more romantic side of her brain was awash with thoughts of picking her up and ravishing her for hours until pale moonlight gently lulled them to sleep. She opened her mouth, trying to put her thoughts into words. What she got was an excited “Eeeeee!” She clamped a hand over her mouth, blushing in embarrassment.

“S-sorry,” She said, trying again, “Y-you caught me off guard, darling. I wasn’t expecting- ouff!”

She was cut off mid-apology by Fluttershy, who had leaped forward and thrown her arms around her lover in a crushing embrace. “You like them, you really do?” She breathed, her voice trembling with a mix of excitement and trepidation, her earlier shyness temporarily forgotten in the midst of Rarity’s overwhelmingly positive first reaction.

“Ooh, I love-love-love them!” Rarity giggled happily. “Fluttershy, you look beautiful in that! I always knew you would look just amazing in lace!”

Fluttershy giggled back, burying her face in Rarity’s chest. “I, um, I hoped you would like it. I- I wanted to thank you for, for what you did, a-a-and I know you’ve been wanting to s-see me in something like this.”

“Of course I love it, darling. It’s you who is wearing it after all.” Rarity gently broke the embrace, taking Fluttershy’s hand and leading her back into the bedroom. Fluttershy gasped as she saw the items on the bed: a coil of black rope, a full set of leather cuffs, and a silk blinder mask. Fluttershy picked up one of the cuffs, admiring the quality. They were sturdy, complete with solid metal D rings and a double row of rivets along the length. Despite that they were amazingly flexible and soft to the touch.

“W-wow, these are amazing,” She said wistfully. Replacing the cuff, she picked up the length of rope. Like the cuffs it felt sturdy, yet at the same time incredibly soft and smooth. Raising an eyebrow, she shot Rarity a questioning glance. “Rarity, um, I thought Adagio told us not to use rope just yet? I mean, if you want to I guess it’s okay, I trust you and I think it would be fun but-”

Rarity placed a hand on her lover’s shoulder. “Worry not, my love, those aren’t for binding you. I’d like to tell you what I did have in mind, if it’s alright.”

Fluttershy deliberated for a moment, torn. On the one hand, she like the idea of being surprised, of having no idea what might happen as she gave up control. But on the other hand, the thought was a little scary as well, even with Rarity, who she trusted completely. She remembered what Adagio had said about communication, how important it is, especially for those who lacked experience in bondage. Reaching a decision, she nodded. “I, I think that would be good… thank you.”

Rarity smiled. “No, thank you darling. I feel much easier knowing we are on the same page, so to speak.” With a gently hand she guided Fluttershy to sit on the bed. “I was thinking something rather basic, actually. A simple cross tie, with your wrists and ankles cuffed and secured to the bed posts. Like so,” She said, sprawling out on her back with her hands and feet pointed toward the corners of the bed. She sat up, leaning on her elbow. “As you can see, you… you would be in quite the vulnerable position. I could more than understand if you decide you would rather try something else.

Brushing her hand over the bed covers, Fluttershy blushed, imagining herself in the position Rarity had demonstrated. Arms held tightly over her head, legs spread helplessly apart, breasts heaving as her lover had her way with her- “Yes!” she said, cutting off her own train of thought lest she go too far before they began. “Yes, that sounds great!” Her voice cracked, her excitement and embarrassment both getting the better of her. She squirmed on the edge of the bed, pushing her legs together and hugging her arms to herself. “A-and then what will you do to me, mistress?”

Rarity flinched at the word, but Fluttershy was too enthralled to notice. There’s that word again, Rarity noted. We haven’t even started yet, and we aren’t going to roleplay. Is it a mere slip of the tongue? She resolved to ask her lover about it after the fact.

“W-well,” She said, putting herself back on track, “I have a couple of toys to play with…”

“L-like whips?” Fluttershy squeaked.

“Heavens no!” Rarity exclaimed, missing Fluttershy’s expression completely.

“O-oh, g-good,” Fluttershy said, though if Rarity had not known better she would had thought she detected a note of disappointment in her tone.

“I assure you, I do not plan to do anything we haven’t done before, but if you don’t mind, that I would like to be a surprise. I suspect it will be more exciting that way.”

Fluttershy nodded. “Of course. I trust you, Rarity.”

“I’m so glad,” Rarity said, nuzzling her cheek. “Now, are you ready to begin?”

It took only a few minutes for the girls to get the cuffs secured around Fluttershy’s wrists and ankles. The ankle cuffs were easy enough, but they found that it was next to impossible for Fluttershy to fasten the wrist cuffs without help, as they took two hands. Once they were all in place Fluttershy stood, shaking her arms then her legs quickly to check the fit. All the cuffs were comfortable, yet secure, neither too tight nor too loose. Satisfied, she sat back on the bed.

“Excellent,” Rarity said, checking the cuffs over once more for herself. Once satisfied, she patted the center of the bed. “Well darling, are you ready to lie down for me?”

Fluttershy obeyed instantly, positioning herself in the center of the bed and extending her arms toward the posts without even being asked. Rarity smiled and nodded, working quickly to cut two lengths of rope and knot them off at the corners of the bed before securing them to the D rings. She tested the knots briefly, ensuring that they would not slip loose during their play, then moved on to the ankles. In short order she secured Fluttershy’s legs in a similar fashion. “Finished!” She chirped happily as she tied the last knot.

Fluttershy lifted her head, glancing around at her bindings. Her arms stretched out enticingly past her head, and her lower half seemed to disappear behind the heaving mounds of her breasts. Laying back, the ceiling seemed taller than normal, farther away, making her feel very small. She tested the ropes. They were not as tight as they could have been, and she found that she had more wiggle room than she had expected. Yet she still was unable to lower her hands to her face or to close her legs, so she decided it would get the job done.

Smiling, she took full advantage of her limited freedom to wiggle seductively. “It feels lovely, Rarity.”

“I-it does?” Rarity asked, her eyes lighting up.

Fluttershy smiled, somewhat glad that she was not the only one to feel a bit insecure at the moment. “It’s wonderful, thank you.”

Rarity sighed in relief. “Oh, I am so glad!” She smiled, glancing around. “Oh! I suppose you’d like the blindfold now then?” Fluttershy nodded, licking her lips in anticipation. “Alright then,” Rarity said, grabbing the mask. She gently brushed her lover’s cheek with the back of her hand before setting the mask in place. “Is that okay? Can you see anything?”

Fluttershy’s breathing quickened as the mask robbed her of her sight. Everything suddenly seemed so much more intense, from the feel of the comforter beneath her to the thudding of her own heart, and to the touch of Rarity’s breath as she leaned over her lover’s body. “It- it’s good!” She gasped, her voice feeling thick in her throat.

Rarity raised a brow in concern. “Are… are you certain, darling? You know, you must tell me immediately if something is wrong!”

Fluttershy took a deep breath to get her breathing under control, then smiled warmly. “I’m fine, Rarity. I promise. It was just… a little intense. B-but I trust you.”

The words struck Rarity in the gut, making her feel both heavy and light at once. The trust Fluttershy was showing her made her spirits soar, filling her with warmth and joy, but the responsibility that came with that trust weighed heavily on her mind.

“Rarity?” Fluttershy asked, the silence making her nervous.

Rarity snapped her attention to her waiting lover. Her breath hitched as she gazed at her bound, vulnerable form. Laid out as she was, her lingerie showing off her curves while her breath gently moved her chest hypnotically. Her smooth, flawless skin highlighted against the dark leather of the cuffs. Her rosy pink hair spread beneath her like a silken pillow.

“Sorry dear, I was just… you’re beautiful, you know that?”

Fluttershy gasped, her face blushing beneath the mask. “R-Rarity, you’re embarrassing me…”

Rarity giggled. “Sorry love, but it’s true. No escaping it now!” She reached down and traced a finger down her lover’s stocking-clad thigh. Fluttershy moaned in appreciation. Maintaining the caress, Rarity reached toward the paper bag and withdrew the final item, a long, elegant-looking feather. Climbing onto the bed, she positioned herself between her lover’s legs and drew the tip of the feather lightly across her stomach.

Fluttershy jerked at the sudden touch. “R-Rarity, is that a feather?” She asked anxiously. She had anticipated the helplessness of her situation, but tickling? She was very ticklish, and Rarity knew it.

“If you don’t want to do this, just tell me and I’ll stop immediately,” Rarity answered, flicking the feather over the bound girl’s navel, eliciting a gasp.

“N-no, keep going, please!”

“Very well,” Rarity purred, beginning to move the feather in intricate patterns, tickling every inch of her lover’s unprotected belly. Fluttershy bit her lip, trying hard not to make any sound that would make Rarity think it was too much and stop. She hated being tickled, but the helplessness of it all was turning her on far more than she could have imagined.

She knew she could stop it at any time, but she did not. She wanted it. This was exactly what she had asked for, what she had been seeking the week before when she had first brought it up, what she had been wanting for years without the courage to bring it up. It was all she had hoped, if not better, and she was already wet with arousal. She whimpered, because she knew they were only just getting started.

“Mmmm, aah! Aahn~!” Flutershy squealed as Rarity teased her side, drawing the feather up her sides and under her left arm. “Eep! Rarity!”

“Yes, love?” Rarity answered coyly, swirling the feather’s tip around her lover’s armpit. “Would you like me to stop?”

“N-no!” Fluttershy gasped, “I just- aah!- just need something to bite on! Please?”

Rarity smiled gently, glancing around before grabbing her discarded shirt. Bundling it up, she placed it next to her lover’s head and grabbed the hem, rolling part of the shirt into a bit and placing it in front of her lips. Fluttershy opened her mouth, accepting the gag easily. “Thahn yuu,” She said past the gag.

Rarity giggled. “Anything for you, darling,” She said, flicking the feather and earning herself a muffled squeal. Smirking as her lover squirmed beneath her, she slid forward, neatly straddling her lover’s hips and pinning her to the bed. Fluttershy bucked beneath her, causing her to bounce a little on her perch, and her crotch rubbed against Fluttershy’s stomach through her panties. Rarity soon realized that she too was becoming wet, the motion beneath her and the adorable sounds made by her lover working together to push her towards the edge.

Continuing her play with the feather, Rarity flicked the tip of it over Fluttershy’s collarbone and neck. While often forgotten, she knew for a fact that those spots were particularly sensitive for her lover, although with how ticklish and sensitive she was the same could be said for most parts of her body. She also teased under Fluttershy’s arms, naturally paying special attention to the armpits.

Fluttershy strained against her restraints, breathing heavily into her gag. She could have spit it out at any time, but the thought of her lewd cries echoing through the whole house was just too embarrassing. Never mind that the two of them had the place entirely to themselves! The idea was enough to make her turn red.

“Are you alright to continue?” Rarity asked, noticing the red face and labored breathing. Fluttershy nodded, keeping the gag securely in her mouth. “Okay then,” she said, sliding back to position herself once again between her lover’s legs. Kneeling, she slipped her folded knees beneath Fluttershy’s buttocks, pressing as close to her lover’s crotch as she could while at the same time forcing her hips up and legs apart.

With an expert hold she flicked the feather over every inch of Fluttershy’s taut belly and ribs. Moving lower, she spun the feather in tight circles around the navel and love handles. Fluttershy squealed, pulling fiercely against the ropes holding her to the bed, but she refused to beg for mercy. The kiss of the feather was agonizing, and wonderful, and she would not give it up for a second.

Rarity continued to shower her whole body with her attention, tickling her lover everywhere from her underarms to the naked parts of her thighs. Fluttershy bucked and squirmed, working up a thin veneer of sweat that made her skin shine and filled the room with her scent. Goosebumps pricked her skin as she pulled against the ropes, instinctively fighting for control.

Her head whipped back and forth, tangling her hair, but she could not remove the blindfold even if she wanted to. Moaning in ecstasy, she could feel herself growing wet with arousal. Her body fought for its own release, ignoring her heart and brain, but it was all for naught. Bound as she was, there was no way for her to relieve the pressure on her own.

Up to this point Rarity had studiously avoided Fluttershy’s erogenous zones. Finally unable to take any more, the bound woman spat out the cloth. “Uuh, Rarity, p-please! D-don’t tease me like this anymore!”

“Oh,” Rarity said cheekily, pulling the feather back. “Are you finished with our little game already?”

“W-what?” Fluttershy asked desperately, “N-no! Of course not!”

Rarity smirked. “Then are you saying… you want to go further?” She asked, running a finger sensually down her lover’s side.

“Y-yes!” Fluttershy mewled.

Rarity hooked a finger under the front of Fluttershy’s bra, pulling it up until she could see the little pink nipples beneath. “Do you want me to take this pretty thing off so I can tease your big, sensitive, titties?”

“Yes, um, please!” Fluttershy whimpered.

“Hmm,” Rarity hummed, reaching around to unlatch the bra before tossing it aside. “Do you want me to play with your adorable, perky little nipples until you melt into a helpless, quivering little puddle just begging for my permission to cum?”

“YES!” Fluttershy shouted, unable to hold her desperation inside any longer.

“Very well,” Rarity giggled, “I cannot simply ignore such an enthusiastic invitation, can I?” She asked, flicking the feather over one of Fluttershy’s perky buds.

“Oooh! Oh my!” Fluttershy gasped, once again robbed of the ability to form proper sentences. She moaned incoherently as her pink nipples were assaulted by the soft kiss of the feather’s barbs. Rarity giggled as both nips peaked to full size, increasing their sensitivity so that every touch made Fluttershy jump as if from a static shock. Her crotch ground against Rarity’s stomach, leaving a slick puddle against her porcelain skin.

“Mmm,” Rarity moaned in response, swirling her pinkie through the fluid before popping it in her mouth and licking it clean. Her own arousal was starting to peak, and once again she felt the temptation to leave her lover hanging, to force her to finish Rarity off before being allowed to cum herself. She pushed the temptation away. It would not be right to take advantage of her like that, not without discussing it first, and certainly not after the failure that was their last attempt at bondage. No, as much as she might have wanted to do it, she wanted to take care of Fluttershy more. Giving was in her nature, after all.

Teasing one breast with the feather, Rarity leaned in, locking her lips around the nipple of the opposite breast and teasing the swollen bud with her tongue. Her breasts pushed softly into Fluttershy’s belly, the red lace of her bra gently teasing her lover’s bare skin. Fluttershy shuddered, gasping as her breasts were teased relentlessly. She bucked her hips, unable to stop herself from grinding against Rarity’s stomach.

Moaning, she tried to close her legs, managing to capture Rarity’s hips in between her knees. Rarity giggled, shifting slightly to give her attention to the other nipple, switching the feather to the other hand so that both breasts got equal attention. Her ministrations nearly drove Fluttershy mad with desire. Rarity bit down lightly, pinching the bud between her teeth. She pulled back, rolling the sensitive flesh between her teeth. Fluttershy gasped, nearly cumming then and there.

Rarity giggled, her breath tickling Fluttershy’s breasts where the feather had left off. “Would you like me to go… lower?” She asked huskily.

“Mmm, yeeess,” Fluttershy whined piteously.

“Okay, darling,” Rarity purred, taking her time as she left a trail of slow kisses down her lover’s chest and belly, scooting back slowly as she did so. She placed a final kiss over the top of Fluttershy’s lacy panties before hooking a finger under the waistband and pulling them aside. She breathed deeply, inhaling the natural musk of her girlfriend’s arousal.

It was familiar, comfortable, and most of all, sexy. Rarity moaned as the scent caused her own arousal kicked into overdrive. She discarded the feather; the time for teasing was over. Neither she nor her lover would have to wait much longer. Without hesitation she dove in, her tongue ravishing her lover’s swollen folds.

Rarity used her mouth expertly, moving her lips to tease Fluttershy’s labia while her tongue darted inside. She barely registered the flavor, her mind laser-focused on giving her girlfriend the best orgasm of her life. She attacked aggressively, lapping and sucking at the sensitive folds, teasing out the clitoris and rolling it under her tongue. The scent of arousal drove her forward, and she began moaning as she moved her tongue with even greater speed.

Grabbing her lover’s knees, Rarity pushed Fluttershy’s legs apart as far as the ropes would allow, granting herself unfettered access to her lover’s pussy. Her mouth was flooded with a rising tide of pre cum, and she lapped the bitter juices eagerly. It was not long before the dam broke completely, and the slick pre cum was replaced with the true prize of Fluttershy’s orgasm.

Fluttershy’s knees clamped firmly around Rarity’s head, easily breaking her grip and trapping her face first in her dripping pussy. Rarity swallowed for all she was worth, barely emptying her mouth of one load before another took her place. She had no choice but to keep it up until her lover rode out her orgasm and relaxed her grip.

Finally it was over, and Fluttershy collapsed in a heap, her legs loosening just enough for Rarity to free herself. She jerked back, sputtering as she swallowed the rest of the fluid in her mouth.

“O-oh my,” Fluttershy gasped shakily. “I did it again, didn’t I?”

“N-no worries,” Rarity said shakily, coughing discreetly as she wiped the rest of the stuff off her face with the corner of the bedsheet.

“Are, um… are we finished already?” Fluttershy asked, distracting Rarity from the sticky mess spoiling her coiffure.

“Oh,” Rarity answered in surprise, not expecting her lover to recover so fast. “That depends, do you want us to be finished?” Fluttershy shook her head decisively. Rarity smirked, sliding off her panties and tossing them aside. “Then no we are not. Not by a long shot!”

==O==

“Hey sis, I’m back!” Sweetie Belle called as she pushed open the front door. “The girls want to go see a movie, and I left my wallet on my dresser…”

Receiving no reply, she stepped inside with a shrug, closing the door behind her. She looked around in confusion. Where were they? “Rarity? Fluttershy?”

“…oooh, Fluttershy!” Her voice seemed to echo back from upstairs. Sweetie raised an eyebrow, creeping forward toward the stairs. Another cry caused her to jump with a start. “Oh, yes. Yes! Yes!”

Sweetie’s ears burned and her face flushed with embarrassment as she realized what was happening. With her face as red as Apple Bloom’s hair she tiptoed upstairs, trying not to make a sound. With any luck she could grab her wallet and escape without ever being seen, and she could pretend that the whole thing never happened. Sure, she was a grown lady, and she knew that Fluttershy and her sister shared a bed, but up until now they had managed to keep their hands off each other whenever Sweetie was around!

That I know of at least, Sweetie thought with a shudder. Sure, she liked Fluttershy fine, and they were both beautiful women, but Sweetie had no desire to see the two of them actually going at it!

Or so she thought, but reality conspired to prove her wrong. To her infinite misfortune, her bedroom happened to be at the end of the hall, past her sister’s. Furthermore, her sister’s door was ajar. Now, ordinarily Sweetie Bell would have no trouble just walking past, averting her eyes as she scurried to her room as quickly and as quietly as possible. But the sounds coming from her sister’s bedroom, the muffled groans punctuated by ecstatic cries of pleasure, they were doing something to the teenager and she found it impossible to push down her curiosity.

Ignoring her better instincts, she pushed the door open another inch until she could see everything. Her sister was fortunately looking away from the door, her rich purple curls bounding against her pale, naked back as she grinded against something on the bed. Another moan drew Sweetie’s attention and her eyes locked to the bed. It took her a moment to recognize Fluttershy, equally naked save for a pair of tight, thigh-length stockings. She was secured to the bed in a tight spread-eagle pose, and her face was buried firmly between Sweetie’s sister’s legs.

Sweetie’s breath hitched in her throat and her legs grew weak. She barely managed to reach the wall before she collapsed, sliding down to the floor, her hand creeping under the waistband of her jeans. Biting her lip, she pulled out her phone to check the time. She was definitely going to miss the previews.