Paper Chains

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.”