Of Maids and Mistresses

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As Twilight entered her upstairs bedroom, she quickly put Mystical Mysticism on the lectern next to the beds, and threw a quick glance towards the stairs, to make sure Trixie hadn’t followed her. It wasn’t as if she couldn’t have performed the spell downstairs, but she didn’t want Trixie to bear witness to it, in case she messed up. It was her first time trying it out, after all. When she practiced with Spike she didn’t have the same problem, but Trixie’s own considerable magical talent unnerved Twilight somewhat in this matter, and made her overly aware of how much she (or the both of them, actually) still had to learn.

She was the mistress, so she couldn’t let her maid see her nervously casting a spell like some filly fresh out of magic kindergarten.

She opened the book on the right page, and read over the spell once again to make sure she had it all memorised correctly. In hindsight, skipping over these parts of the book because of the subject matter had been a terrible mistake, as it contained some of the most refined and streamlined spells Twilight had ever laid her eyes upon: there was literally no effort wasted in their casting, no remnant of magical energy left unspent. It made what was supposed to be a rather complicated display of magical prowess into a rather simple feat, and Twilight considered--and not for the first time--that these would be perfect practice spells for both novices and adepts, yet she had to admit that their effects probably made them unsuited to that purpose.

Impressive as the spells were, the fact that a lot of effort had clearly gone into them painted a rather strange portrait of the magical practitioners of old in Twilight’s thoughts: they must have been a bunch of perverts. Twilight was forced to rescind this rather harsh judgement, as she became acutely aware of the slight wetness between her hind legs, which had built up there in reaction to the thoughts and desires that were welling up in the back of her mind.

She breathed in and out, trying to clear her mind of all distractions (which was hard, considering her increasing excitement) as she began to concentrate on the spell. Her horn pulsated with a steady stream of magic, which she wove into the correct shapes and patterns almost subconsciously. She turned the spell upon herself, and immediately felt it grabbing hold; a strange rush swept through her body, and her legs shook underneath her as a pleasant tingling sensation spread through her sex.

The sensations stopped as abruptly as they had set on, leaving Twilight panting in their wake. She quickly caught her breath, and smiled. Already she could feel that the spell had been a great success, but she looked down past her stomach anyway, and, sure enough, she found she was now the proud owner of a magnificent (if still relatively flaccid) cock, in place of the familiar folds of her pussy. She admired the shape of her new wand, and the many possibilities that flooded her mind excited her enough to harden it slightly. She let out a surprised yelp at this unfamiliar sensation, but soon a wolfish grin appeared on her face.

It was time to really put her new spell to the test.

***

When Twilight arrived downstairs again, Trixie was still diligently dusting on the other side of the room. She looked back over her shoulder as she heard Twilight approach, and smiled at her shyly, not able to spot the physical change from where she was standing. Twilight beamed back her sweetest smile, her heart racing with excitement.

“You know,” she said slyly, “I do believe you’ve missed a spot.”

Trixie suddenly looked concerned, as she frantically looked around the room for anything she might’ve missed. “Where? Trixie can’t-”

“Right... here.” Twilight let herself fall back into the sofa, lying on her back and exposing her semi-erect lid, as she started to softly stroke it, a seductive smile playing around her lips. “You should come polish it.”

Trixie gasped in surprise, taking a step back and dropping her duster as she knocked over a small table, scattering several magazines across the floor. “H-h-how did y-you...” the maid stuttered, as her cheeks flushed a bright red.

“Magic,” the purple mare said with such a lascivious look in her eyes that the word itself almost sounded obscene. “Now come, obey your mistress.”

The maid swallowed as she started to walk towards Twilight, unable to tear her eyes away from the mare’s steadily growing cock, which slowly lifted up its thick head from her stomach. She stopped right in front of her mistress, practically standing between Twilight’s outspread legs as she stared with big eyes, not entirely sure her senses weren’t being fooled.

“Go on,” Twilight whispered as she took her own hooves off of her shaft, making herself comfortable. “Touch it.”

Trixie moved just a bit closer hesitantly, nervously reaching out for the cock with a hoof, and letting out a little gasp of surprise as she made contact with it. She caressed its length gently to fully convince herself of the fact that it was the real thing, and she was soon forced to conclude that it was. A light blush of excitement appeared on Twilight’s cheeks as she watched the other mare, and she felt herself go harder and harder under her ministrations.

“By Celestia, Trixie didn’t know this kind of spell...” the blue unicorn murmured, her heart starting to pump faster and faster as the musky scent of Twilight’s sex activated millennia of biological programming within her system, quickly overpowering any sense of restraint or reason.

“It won’t break, you know,” Twilight cooed as she pulled Trixie closer.

The mare almost bumped into the sofa as she sank down to support herself on the length of her hind legs, grabbing hold of Twilight’s almost fully erect cock with both of her forehooves as her breathing became ragged with excitement. She started to slowly move her hooves up and down, and Twilight moaned softly as Trixie’s hot breath washed over the tip of her cock.

“Mhng, yes...” Twilight squirmed, and closed her eyes as the unfamiliar feelings of pleasure washed over her, lifting her hips off the sofa slightly. “Yes, just like that...”

Trixie looked up at Twilight’s pleasure-laden face and started to stroke more vigorously, eager to please her mistress in any way she could. Twilight started to moan even louder, as several drops of precum appeared on her cock’s massive head.

“Ahhh, m-my maid,” Twilight managed to say in-between her moans, “it’s getting... getting a bit dirty. Clean it for me.”

Trixie glanced from her mistress’s face to the thin trails of precum flowing down her shaft, and she slowly moved her head closer and closer to the cock, extending her tongue towards it. Gently, she dragged her tongue along the length of it--from bottom to top--lapping up some of the precum and pausing to swish it around in her mouth. She wasn’t an innocent little filly by any stretch of the imagination, but she had never done something like this before, and so had not known what to expect. To her great surprise, it didn’t taste all that bad, and certainly not as bitter as she had come to expect from what others had told her; of course, the magical nature of the tool in question may have had something to do with that.

She started licking Twilight’s cock more eagerly, cleaning her shaft diligently before moving up, swirling her tongue around the head of the unicorn’s massive maremeat. Twilight moaned without end as her head bobbed back against the sofa in pure pleasure, her eyes closed tight, as if she was afraid they’d pop right out of her head from the sheer bliss she was experiencing. Trixie continued to swirl her tongue around Twilight’s glans penis, occasionally nuzzling it and moving back up and down the shaft.

“Ah, ungh... oh Trixie... I... E-enough!” Twilight gasped out as she finally managed to open her eyes again. “Enough t-teasing.” Her horn flared up with magical energy as she grabbed hold of Trixie’s mane, pulling her head closer and pressing the tip of her “wand” up against the other mare’s lips. “I want you to suck it... now.”

“Ah, yes mistress,” Trixie said as she parted her lips obediently, wrapping them around the head of Twilight’s cock, keeping it there for a moment to allow her jaw to adjust to the size of the invader. She continued to lick it, bathing it in her saliva, before she started to softly suck on the tip. Twilight’s eyes nearly rolled back in her head, and she almost instinctively pushed her hips up, forcing more of her penis into Trixie’s mouth.

Fortunately, the blue unicorn just started to get into it as well, moving her head back and forward as she started to suck Twilight off in earnest, using one hoof to stroke the part of Twilight’s cock that she could not fit inside.

“Oooohhh yes, yes... Celestia, yes! Suck it, suck it you naughty maid,” Twilight yelled in pure bliss, as she forewent the use of her horn and just tangled her forehooves in her lover’s mane instead.

Trixie felt encouraged by her mistress’s rapture, and started sucking even more frantically. What she lacked in technique and experience she more than made up for in pure enthusiasm, and the sloppy, wet sound of her sucking soon filled the air. Her pussy was dripping with excitement by now as well, and she dropped one of her forehooves down between her legs, rubbing her own clit as she moaned around Twilight’s shaft. The purple unicorn almost went mad with pleasure, her entire body shaking and shuddering as she pushed Trixie’s head down more and more with her hooves.

The maid didn’t protest, even as Twi’s cock slowly slid down her throat, inch by inch. For a moment Trixie felt her gag reflex playing up and she got slightly panicky, but then she quickly suppressed the reflex with the self-control every unicorn employed in the pursuit of magical studies. It became increasingly hard for her to continue sucking, but Twilight didn’t mind, as Trixie’s throat rippled around the head of her cock, and her tongue lavished her shaft.

“Mngh... mngh... Oh yes, I l-love your hot, little mouth,” Twilight panted as sweat ran down her body, and her hips started to buckle outside of her control. She felt her cock twitch and pulsate inside of Trixie’s throat, and slipped it in even a bit deeper.

Trixie, on her end, was touching herself like a mare possessed, rubbing her clit and caressing the folds of her wet marehood, deriving her pleasure from both that act and Twilight’s blissful screams equally, slowly driving herself towards her peak. She had finally taken the purple unicorn’s meat as far down her throat as it would possibly go, and even through her haze of sexual bliss Twilight realised this as well. She allowed Trixie to pull back until the majority of her cock was once again outside of her mouth, and then pushed the mare’s head back down again as she lifted her hips, repeating the sequence of actions over and over again, thrusting in and out of Trixie’s mouth.

So enthusiastically did Twilight buck away at Trixie’s face, that the mare’s throat began to feel quite raw indeed; however, the twitching of the purple mare’s cock and the ecstatic note in her cries told Trixie she wouldn’t have to bear with it for much longer, and the physical inconveniences were hardly noticeable amidst the rush of elation she felt.

“Oh Trixie!” Twilight screamed. “I... ahn... I’m going... going to...”

She arched her back as she let out a wordless scream of lust, pumping ropes of sticky, white spunk down Trixie’s throat as the climax overtook her. The ex-showmare quickly pulled back her head until only the tip of Twilight’s junk was still inside, and began vigorously sucking even as her mouth got filled up with copious amounts of cum. She managed to swallow a mouthful, but the rest spilled down her chin and onto her clothes as her own orgasm shook through her body, making her shiver and squirm as her juices flooded past her hoof.

After a last few weak thrusts of her hips Twilight leaned backwards into the sofa, staring up at the ceiling as she tried to regain her breath, the occasional shudder coursing through her body. Trixie, meanwhile, sat panting at the foot of the sofa, her chin and clothes stained with cum as she licked Twilight clean, before closing her eyes, trying to hang on to the pleasant warmth flooding her body as well as the lingering taste in her mouth.

“That... that was... amazing,” Twilight finally managed, as she glanced down at her maid, who smiled back at her happily. “You’ve got some on your chin, by the way.” The sight of her own spunk on Trixie’s face was quite enticing, and Twilight could feel herself slightly hardening again as her momentary shortage of breath waned.

Trixie quickly passed her tongue across the parts of her face it could reach, cleaning herself up at least slightly. She accepted the compliment with a blush and a breathless “Thank you, mistress.” before gesticulating towards Twilight’s penis. “How long does it-”

“Last?” the purple unicorn finished the sentence for her. “It’s quite ingenious, it reacts to the pony’s lust and state of mind.” She moved forward and slipped off of the sofa, pushing herself up against Trixie, not particularly caring about the various spots of bodily fluids coating the mare’s clothes and fur. “So you know what that means...” she whispered into Trixie’s ear seductively.

“N-no?”

Twilight pushed Trixie’s body down with her own until the mare was lying right underneath her, rubbing up against her as her cock became fully erect once more. The bulbous head started sliding up and down against the inside of Trixie’s legs, causing her to let out a gasp of surprise.

“Well, since it’s still there, I’m obviously not quite done with you yet.” Twilight leaned forward and licked her maid’s cheek lustfully. “And you still have another set of lips I want to try out...”

Trixie’s cheeks went bright red again under Twilight’s words and ministrations, desire slowly boiling up in her mind despite the release she had only just enjoyed, as well as a faint sense of nervousness; she had only occa been with a colt before (and whoever had invented the transformation spell obviously hadn’t been satisfied with average length and girth) so the prospect was a bit daunting.

Twilight laughed heartily when Trixie put her concerns into words with a shaky voice. “You managed to take it in your mouth, so I’m sure it’ll fit the place it was meant for, as well...”

She started to rub the tip of her cock against the folds of Trixie’s rapidly wettening cunt, somewhat awkwardly at first but with increasing confidence as she came to grips with the length and feel of the unfamiliar appendage underneath her. Trixie seemed about to offer up more protests, but as her mistress’s tool rubbed against her clit she interrupted herself with a gasp, and the moan that followed lacked all sense of coherence.

“Besides, you wouldn’t want to deny your mistress these pleasures... would you?”

“N-no mistress!” Trixie said quickly. “Trixie would do anything for mistress, and Trixie would be delighted if mistress... if mistress... fucked her...”

Twilight beamed at her lustfully as she readied herself at the entrance to the blue unicorn’s love cave. “Oh, mistress will...”

She started pushing her hips forward gently as the head of her cock pressed into Trixie’s soaking lips, straining against them. Trixie let out a loud moan when Twilight finally popped into her with a gasp, holding still for a moment before slowly sliding deeper into Trixie’s pussy. The ex-showmare moaned louder and louder the more of her lover’s wand she took in, until Twilight finally came to fill her completely. Trixie’s voice suddenly refused service. Her entire body shook and squirmed as the other mare’s glans penis rubbed up against her cervix, and she let out a series of soundless screams of pleasure.

Twilight tried to pull back, but Trixie suddenly grabbed hold of her, wrapping all four of her legs around the purple unicorn and locking her securely in place, shivering against her. Trixie’s cunt contracted and uncontracted wildly around Twilight’s cock, unable to fully grab hold of such a massive invader.

“D-don’t...m-move... please...” Trixie finally managed to gasp out. “Trixie... Ah... Trixie will g-go... i-insane, i-if you do...”

Twilight softly nibbled on her marefriend’s earlobe, before she whispered: “Mmmm, you can’t keep me in forever, you know...” To illustrate her point, she started to circle with her hips--which Trixie could not prevent--causing her cock to wiggle around inside of the other mare. Trixie started to shake even more violently, desperately trying to hang onto Twilight as she bit down upon her bottom lip, unable to think about anything apart from the overpowering sensation of fullness that accompanied the waves of pleasure radiating out from her crotch and echoing throughout her entire body.

Twilight continued rotating her hips as she pressed a series of kisses onto Trixie’s neck, before locking her lips onto one spot and sucking on it long and hard. The result was a love bite of sizeable proportions, and Twilight glanced at it proudly as it slowly turned purple. “Now everypony will know you belong only to me...”

Trixie didn’t manage to reply, as she had finally remembered to breathe and was now doing so in shallow gasps for air, her entire body still shaking with pleasure. Twilight suddenly pressed her lips against Trixie’s and slipped her tongue into the other mare’s mouth, kissing her with a hunger and lust that threatened to overwhelm her senses. Her maid finally gave in to the kiss and her grip weakened for just a second; however, Twilight had been waiting for it, and readily took advantage. She pulled back her hips until only half of her massive member was still inside, before slamming it back in again.

“Ah!” Trixie screamed, snapping out of the kiss as her entire body convulsed around the thrust, her head thrashing about when she arched her back involuntarily. Before she could recover Twilight pulled back again, making use of the improved access the other mare’s arching back was offering to slip back in even more expediently than before. She quickly worked out a rhythm for herself, panting and moaning as she pumped her cock in and out of Trixie’s love hole. Trixie’s prediction proved more or less correct, as the wild fucking she was receiving did seem to have chased all coherent thoughts from her mind: all she did was thrash her head from left to right in an uncontrolled fashion, her entire body squirming and shaking as it was reduced to a bundle of nerve endings, a mass of orgasmic flesh. The few thoughts she yet possessed focused entirely on Twilight and her rock hard member, now so deeply wrapped inside of her velvet glove. She bucked her hips up in tandem with Twilight’s thrusts, her body acting completely out of its own accord.

“Yes, oh yes,” Twilight hissed between clenched teeth as she rode her cock into Trixie faster and faster, getting swept up in a vortex of lust and passion. “I’m going to... ah... f-fuck you silly, my naughty little maid,” she said as sweat rolled down her body, meeting up with Trixie’s overflowing juices where they pooled on the floor.

Suddenly Trixie let out a cry loud enough to reach all the way over to the Everfree forest, as she contracted around Twilight--trying to pull her in deeper--before she suddenly came all over the mare’s cock, her juices spilling out and causing a considerable wet spot on the floor. Twilight got fired up even more by this and started to thrust into her with reckless abandon, giving Trixie no time at all to recover from her orgasm. Her pussy continued to convulse and ripple around her, and her loud, unintelligible moans continued throughout.

After nearly a full minute of this the maid suddenly collapsed underneath her, her body so exhausted and spent that it could but undergo Twilight’s thorough fucking. In essence, she was reduced to being nothing more than a ragdoll underneath her mistress, thrown about on the waves of Twilight’s thrusts, and Twilight didn’t seem to mind at all. She continued taking her, but with even less regards to the other mare’s pleasure than before, using her more as a cocksheathe, or a highly advanced form of masturbatory aid.

“Yes! Oh by Celestia, yesss... Mmhhng!” Twilight moaned in ecstasy, approaching her peak rapidly. “Take it... ah... take it all, my... oh yes... my little bucktoy! All of your mistress’s love!”

She exploded inside of the blue mare, filling her womb and coating the walls of her cunt with spunk in an instant as she continued madly pounding into her, releasing more of her seed every time she thrust forward. Finally the last of it seemed spent, and she pulled her rapidly softening cock out slowly as she panted, a thoroughly satisfied look in her eyes. She pulled out completely, and some spunk oozed out of Trixie’s overfilled hole, joining the already considerable mess of fluids on the floor. Trixie herself remained almost motionless, her body shaking softly, eyes half-closed as she was unable to move from sheer exhaustion. Twilight stepped over her, her cock dripping the last of its juices onto the maid’s uniform, before Twilight wiped it clean against the other mare’s lips. With a truly heroic effort, Trixie managed to lick her lips clean, which Twilight could only applaud as her cock now rapidly shrunk, vanishing as the familiar folds of her own marehood once again took its place.

“I’m going to take a bath,” Twilight announced, having already regained full control over her breathing, “clean up here and then do the same. I’ll make dinner arrangements for this one time... nopony will be able to say I’m not a kind mistress.” She waited for a few moments, but it was readily apparent that Trixie wasn’t quite ready to respond, panting and lying down in a heap as she was. “Make sure you switch uniforms and put that one in the laundry. Oh, and I think we’ll be adding this type of activity to your nightly duties... you perform them well.”

And with that Twilight walked off in the direction of the bathroom. Trixie managed a weak smile. She was exhausted, her throat was raw and her plot and back had several bruises from bucking against the floor--not to mention the huge love bite in her neck--but she didn’t mind. Her mistress was happy and pleased with her performance, and that was all that mattered. That was all that would ever matter.