Trixie's Tyrannical Tongue
“You know,” said Fluttershy, “it wasn't so long ago that I was deathly afraid of dragons.” Princess Ember nodded, and scratched Angel between his ears. Most of the animals in Fluttershy’s sanctuary were keeping their distance from her, but the little white bunny was uncommonly bold.
“There was this dragon who was blowing smoke over Ponyville, and… well, he was pretty nasty, I'm afraid. But you, your highness, it's wonderful to see how you're building bridges between dragons and ponies.”
“And you've done wonderful work here in your animal sanctuary,” said Ember. “That's why I wanted to talk to you about my proposal to re-integrate certain animal species into the Dragonlands. Ecology was not chief among my father’s concerns, I'm afraid, and I… um…”
Ember noticed the growing silence only a moment after Fluttershy did. The sanctuary was practically empty - while she'd been talking, every animal in sight had left, as if fleeing some natural disaster. As Ember looked around at the rusting bushes and empty trees, Angel squirmed out from her under her claws and scampered off into the woods.
“Is everything all right?” Asked Ember. “Your animals seem to be spooked.”
“I don't know!” said Fluttershy. “Animals have a keen sense of danger, though… just to be safe, Princess, why don't the two of us head back towards town?”
“Sure,” said Ember. “And if we encounter anything threatening, just get behind me. I may not be as physically imposing as most dragons, but I can hold my own in a fight.”
“Challenge accepted!” called a voice from the trees. Three points of menacing red lights emerged from the shadows, growing larger and brighter as their source drew nearer. Two red eyes and a shiny red jewel illuminated the pale blue face of Trixie, and the sinister smile she wore.
“Trixie?” said Fluttershy. Trepidation turned to outright panic when she saw what was around her neck. “Princess Ember,” she said, “she's dangerous! That's the Alicorn Amulet, it's…” as Trixie trotted closer, Fluttershy tripped over her words, trying to come up with a concise explanation. “It makes her powerful and dangerous. We need to tell Twilight.”
Ember straightened her back and stepped between Fluttershy and Trixie. “I'm sure it's a powerful artifact, Fluttershy,” she said, “but ponies don't have a monopoly on magical power. I am the Dragon Lord, and that title carries the pride and power of dragonkind.”
“The Dragon Lord?” said Trixie, cocking her head. “But you are also a Princess, correct? I was hoping to enslave some princesses, and I suppose I could start with you.”
“If you'd made that threat in the dragonlands,” said Ember, “I wouldn’t have hesitated to burn you to ash. In deference to the laws of Equestria, I will give you one chance to remove your amulet and stand down.” She exhaled slowly, and purple flame lit the inside of her mouth.
Trixie’s eyes narrowed. “I'm going to enslave you,” she repeated dryly, “and once I've-”
Ember didn't wait around to hear Trixie elaborate. A jet of flame erupted from her mouth, turning the whole clearing purple with its light. The roar of the dragon fire was so intense that Fluttershy couldn't even hear herself scream - and it went on so long that Fluttershy ran out of breath before Ember ran out of fire. Ember, for all her confidence, was taking the threat of the Alicorn Amulet seriously, and for about twenty-five seconds she engulfed Trixie in purple flame.
And then something changed. The shape of Trixie’s body, visible as a dark silhouette inside the flame, crackled with red lightning, and the fire shot back into Ember’s throat. Ember collapsed, coughing up purple smoke, as Trixie emerged unscathed from the dissipating flames.
“That was a perfectly respectable performance,” said Trixie, advancing slowly on the coughing Ember and the cowering Fluttershy. “And I'm a veteran performer, so that's not empty praise. But you've gotten as far as your talent will take you. Now Trixie takes the stage.”
Ember was still kneeling, choking on her own dragonfire, as Trixie trotted around her. “Oh, you're much prettier than most dragons,” said Trixie. “So slim, and… well, I'm partial to the color blue… hmm, let’s see what's under your tail…”
With a red crackle of corrupted magic, Trixie yanked Ember’s tail upward. “Oh, that's a beautiful butthole,” she said. “So tight, such a lovely shade of purple…” she chuckled, leaning her face towards Ember’s pucker. “That's the asshole of a princess if I ever saw one.”
She ran her tongue along the rim of Ember’s hole, making the coughing dragon shudder. “I've always had sort of a thing for beautiful buttholes,” said Trixie, “but ever since I got the Amulet back, I've been obsessed with the thought of them. I just have to taste yours… and depending on what you're into, you might even enjoy it.”
Ember finally cleared her throat. “Get away from me!” She yelled. “If you plead for your life this instant, I might show you mercy-”
“Oh please,” said Trixie. “You've played your hand, Princess. You should be pleading for my mercy.” She ran her tongue around Ember’s rim again. “Don't get me wrong, I will have your tight little dragon cave,” she said, but what I do after that will depend on how nice you are to me.”
Ember flapped her wings and kicked her heels, trying to escape - to put some distance between herself and Trixie. But the magic that had yanked her tail up was still holding onto her, and she fell to the ground, unable to pull herself free. “Don't struggle,” said Trixie, clucking her tongue. “Now I have to nail your feet to the floor.”
Corrupted magic surrounded Ember’s feet - and while it didn't hurt as much as actually being nailed down, it was painful. She found that she couldn't lift her feet from the ground - and between that and the magic holding her tail in place, there wasn't much she could do to prevent Trixie from doing whatever she wanted to Ember’s asshole.
“Now then, like I said… don't struggle,” said Trixie. “But feel free to squirm.” She planted a kiss on Ember’s butthole, teasing it with her tongue as her lips embraced it. She poked at the dragon’s quivering pucker with the tip of her tongue, getting it slick and feeling its muscles twitch involuntarily.
“Stop this… now,” growled Ember. She felt heat rising in her cheeks - not the intense, consuming heat of a dragon’s flame, but the shameful heat of arousal. Her body couldn't help but respond to Trixie’s touch, and the strong, slick, hungry tongue she was teasing her with. She felt her pussy growing wet, glistening with fluid, and she panted hot breaths as she helplessly felt the muscles of her asshole relax.
“Mmm, that's good,” moaned Trixie, nuzzling Ember’s ass affectionately. “That's real good. Squirm for me, Princess. Let my naughty tongue romance your innocent virgin asshole. Open up to me and let me go deep, deep, deep…”
Trixie lifted her head and looked in Fluttershy’s direction. The Pegasus was frozen in place, her wings extended, too frightened to even flee. “Fluttershy, right?” said Trixie. “Good to see you've stuck around to watch the show. And those wings… I'm told that's a sign of arousal in pegasi, no? Can it be that innocent little Fluttershy is into this sort of thing? Maybe you're eager to take your turn with Trixie’s tongue?”
Fluttershy took a step back, and Trixie shot a bolt of magic at her, wreathing her wings in red lightning. “Oh, don't get cold hooves, Fluttershy!” said Trixie. “I Do my best work with an audience. And it'll be your turn very soon… your hole will be a lovely dessert after the main course I'm about to enjoy.”
Fluttershy whimpered and dropped to the ground, covering her eyes with her forehooves. “Oh, that won't do,” said Trixie. “Trixie requires your full attention. And just to make sure you're getting the full experience, I insist that you pleasure yourself while you watch!” Trixie’s magic pushed Fluttershy onto her rump, then took hold of one of the pegasus’ forehooves. The hoof crept lower, until it arrived at Fluttershy’s pussy - and then it began to rub at her lips and flick her clit, making her gasp and moan.
“That's better,” said Trixie. “I'm going to make sure you have a very good time… even if your dragon friend seems determined not to.” She returned her attention to Ember’s hole, which was still slick and relaxed, and prodded it with her tongue. With each prod, Ember’s pucker twitched, and her whole body followed suit - she was gritting her teeth now, just trying not to feel what she was feeling: the weakness, the humiliation, the arousal…
Trixie’s tongue finally penetrated the tight, muscular dragon asshole, and Trixie moaned as she tasted the inner walls of Ember’s butt. The soft, pulsing flesh squeezed at her tongue, embracing it, responding to every lick and flick.
Trixie touched herself with her magic, roughly rubbing her clit with a deep red aura. She was drunk on power, moreso than the first time she'd found the Alicorn Amulet - this time she was giving in completely to her most private desires, her lust for the taste and feel of a helpless, quivering butthole. And no one could stop her from fulfilling her lusts and going deeper and deeper in the dark cavern of the dragon princess…
But she soon reached her limit - Trixie’s tongue was only so long, after all. But why be restrained by the limits of her anatomy? She had the amulet now. Thanks meant power. She focused her magic on her tongue, feeling of tingle as it lengthened. Nothing monstrous, at least not yet - just a couple of inches - but it was more than enough to make Ember yelp in surprise. No doubt the dragon feared that Trixie would invade her body further, using her magic to feel and taste every inch of her insides.
Ember was panicked now, squirming helplessly, her ass clenching around Trixie’s tongue - and Trixie was loving it. With her magic. She rubbed harder at her clit, swirling her tongue in Ember’s ass, feeling climax building in her marehood. With a muffled cry, she came, her cunt squirting onto the scales of Ember’s thighs as her body convulsed.
Trixie withdrew her tongue from Ember’s butthole, giving her rim one last lick. Her hips still twitching from the aftershocks of her orgasm, she gave Ember’s ass a smack with her forehoof and fell back onto the grass. “You have a tasty ass, Princess,” said Trixie, “but your attitude is all wrong. You're a plaything of Mistress Trixie now. That means no struggling and no backtalk unless Trixie explicitly approves it as part of a roleplay scenario.”
“You monster,” growled Ember. “I will not submit to you-”
Magic swirled around her mouth, closing it tight, and then surrounded her entire body. “That’s exactly what I'm talking about,” said Trixie, smirking as she watched the dragon struggle against her magical restraints. “Save that kind of stuff for the scenario where you pretend not to love and revere me.”
“For now,” said Trixie, “you need a time out.” The magic encircling Ember’s body grew tighter - but as it closed in, it didn't crush her body. Instead it compressed it, shrinking her body down until it was perhaps eight inches in length. The magic dissipated until it was just a ring around her midsection, holding her arms to her sides, and it levitated her up to Trixie’s face.
“In time,” said Trixie smugly, “you'll come to see this as a reward for good behavior. But for now, it'll work just fine as a punishment.” The magic swept Ember’s struggling body around to Trixie’s rear. Trixie lifted her tail, and she held Ember in place for a moment, giving the shrunken dragon an up-close look at her sky-blue butthole. Trixie’s puckered hole was massive to Ember, and she had a feeling she was going to get to know it very well.
Trixie plunged Ember’s body into her asshole, groaning in delight as she felt the tiny dragon’s body penetrate her ring. She was a good six inches inside Trixie’s butt, with only her legs sticking out from the unicorn’s big pony butthole.
“Now you can struggle all you like,” said Trixie. “And as for you,” she said, turning to Fluttershy, “you always seemed like a well-behaved pony… but now that you know the price of disobedience, I bet you'll be extra nice.”
Fluttershy’s hoof, still in the grip of Trixie’s magic, was rubbing at her clit - but fear was keeping her from reaching climax. Her body was stuck at a torturous plateau of physical arousal, as her mind was gripped with terror, “P-please,” was all she managed to say.
“Trixie is in a wonderful mood,” said Trixie. “Tonguing a dragon princess’ asshole and then sticking her up my butt was just what I needed. And since Trixie is feeling magnanimous, she'll assume that what you mean to say is, ‘please, Mistress Trixie, kind mistress, please taste my yummy yellow butthole with your long, naughty tongue.’ Am I right?”
Fluttershy was too terrified to respond, but Trixie rewarded her silence with a smile. “That's correct!” She said. “You don't get to have an opinion about whether Trixie is right. You just let her do whatever she wants to you. And right now,” she said, using her magic to spin Fluttershy’s body around, “Trixie wants to partake of that yummy yellow butthole you so graciously offered.”
Trixie’s magic yanked Fluttershy’s tail upward, exposing her soft yellow pony asshole. Trixie released a hot breath onto her pucker, making the frightened Pegasus twitch, then she ran her tongue along the soft rim of her anus.
Fluttershy’s butthole really was a treat after Ember’s. Much softer than the scaly dragon, and the taste was far milder. And her fear was a much more delectable seasoning than Ember’s anger; each touch of Trixie’s tongue made the pegasus whimper and squirm.
And there was more than just fear. Trixie could see pussy juice running down Fluttershy’s forehoof; it was clear that Trixie’s warm touch was driving up her arousal. The timid pony was still fearful, but before Trixie was done, Fluttershy would cum whether she wanted to or not.
Trixie prodded at Fluttershy’s hole with the slick tip of her tongue, lubing up the soft pucker. The tender butthole was much more yielding, much more obedient than Ember’s hole had been. With only a brief moment of firm prodding, Trixie was inside, tasting and feeling the warm, tight walls of Fluttershy’a ass.
Now that she was free to enjoy Fluttershy’s butt, Trixie briefly turned her focus to the tiny passenger inside her own butt. The little dragon princess - now a living buttplug - was tirelessly fighting against the tight embrace of Trixie’s anal walls, squirming and struggling to no effect. Trixie’s anus was simply too big now - too strong - for her to fight.
Trixie rewarded Ember’s efforts with a firm clench of her asshole, groaning with perverse pleasure as she felt her walls clench around the tiny body inside her. She felt a pleasant warmth building inside her ass - the Alicorn’s magic had sealed Ember’s dragonfire, but it was still inside her, making her body heat up with indignant rage.
Pleased with the warm, squirming toy in her ass, Trixie turned her attention back to Fluttershy. She swirled her tongue inside her throbbing walls, moaning and salivating as she savored the pegasus’s taste . With every motion, she probed deeper, tormenting Fluttershy with the slow, patient penetration. An eighth of an inch deeper, then a quarter inch… more and more of Trixie’s magically lengthened tongue was inside of Fluttershy, tasting her ass, feeling her squirm…
Trixie used her magic to rub at her clit again. Despite her recent and intense orgasm, her body was ready to hit another climax. With her tongue fully extended, she rubbed at herself faster - and used her magic to move Fluttershy’s forehoof more rapidly. Fluttershy squeaked and panted, trying to hold herself back - but she came, and her asshole clenched tight around Trixie’s tongue.
The rhythmic throbbing of Fluttershy’s walls on her tongue, the sound of her shameful moans, the tight clench of her anus - it was too much for Trixie, and she came, squirting like a waterfall, her tongue flailing in the tight confines of Fluttershy’s ass. Trixie’s ass clenched hard around Ember, bruising the tiny dragon’s ribs and making her legs kick against Trixie’s rim.
Trixie slowly withdrew her tongue from Fluttershy’s ass, giving it one final goodbye kiss on her way out. “Oh, Fluttershy,” said Trixie, “Your butthole was yummy. I was going to conquer Ponyville right away, but… that’s going to be so much work, you know? I think I could use an evening or two with my new butt slaves.”
She used her magic to turn Fluttershy’s body around, and stared at the pegasus with her glowing red eyes. “I want to taste you again and again, Fluttershy,” she said, licking her lips with her long, slick tongue. “I want to taste you deep. I’ll let you taste me when you’re good, I’ll make you tiny and jam you in my ass when you’re really good… and you’ll teach Ember how to be a good little toy. She’ll learn from your sterling example.”
The jewel in the Alicorn Amulet flashed, and Fluttershy stared at it. She knew how powerful it was - she’d never be able to fight back against it. She wasn’t brave enough, or strong enough - even the Dragon Lord could stand up to Trixie. “O… okay,” whispered Fluttershy. “I’ll be your butt slave, Trixie…”
“Of course you will,” said Trixie. “Now, let us retire to my wagon. I have plans for you, you sweet, innocent thing. Dark dreams are stirring, strange a twisted fantasies. And you’ll be part of them, Fluttershy. Submit and be mine, and I’ll taste your sweet butthole day and night.”
Shaking, her wings still held motionless by Trixie’s corrupted magic, Fluttershy followed Trixie into the silent woods.
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