Shivered Timbers' Sexty Minute Ponies

Hat and Cape
by Shivered Timbers

(Prompt: Ponies roleplay.)

"Come one, come all! Come and witness the Grrreat and Powerful Trrrixie!"

Irritated silence greeted Rarity, clad in a purple-and-stars hat and cape.

"Now, now, do not all thank me at once. Trixie has not even begun her show for the evening!"

How long can I keep this up?

For the sake of the bound and gagged unicorn sorceress below her, it was worth putting on this little roleplay, yet she couldn't help but wonder if the shtick would grow old before long.

"Be amazed as the Great and Powerful Trixie performs feats of magic never before seen by pony eyes!"

She'd left her lover's hind legs free for just this occasion, levitating a spreader bar over and affixing it in place as her first 'feat'.

"The Great and Powerful Trixie does so love a captive audience," she purred, and drew close to the other's face. "Are you impressed yet?"

Eyeroll.

"Hmph! The Great and Powerful Trixie is just getting warmed up!"

She licked slowly up the mare's neck, from collarbone to chin, and that got a shiver out of her. Rarity couldn't be sure, but perhaps there had even been a tiny whimper. Good.

"The Great and Powerful Trixie will now impress you with feats of... err, derring-do that not even the most magical unicorns in Equestrian history can hope to surpass!"

Muffled laughter.

Rarity narrowed her eyes, scooting back along the mare's form, until her hindquarters met with an upraised knee and she gasped.

"Oh! I mean, uh, the Great and Powerful Trixie likes this, but she is the showmare, not the audience. Be still!"

A snort.

Rarity drew upon the nearest objects to her -- scraps of ribbon leftover from her latest idea -- and tied them together into a whippy rope. Dragging it over her lover's chest drew forth more gasps and shudders. She even arched her back slightly.

"Yes, yes, you like Trixie's magic, do you not? Why, she used this technique to defeat the dreaded Ursa Major! A mere pony such as yourself cannot hope to withstand Trixie's power!"

The tickling ribbons swept lower, until they played over the very accessible and sensitive areas between the bound mare's legs. Said mare moaned and closed her eyes.

"The Great and Powerful Trixie will now bring the full measure of her magic to bear upon you. Only then can you be judged worthy, for... um... Oh, blast it." Rarity scrunched up her nose, frustrated. "The Great and Powerful Trixie will go down on you now."

She dipped her head in and lapped the folds, drawing out shivers of delight. Her partner had grown accustomed to the soft touch of a lady, but would tonight be experiencing the rough and wild desires of... whatever it was that Trixie was.

Rarity drew forth a small egg-shaped device, placing it where it would do the most good and holding it there with magic while she licked around the edges. A small flick of magic, and the egg began to vibrate. In just the right spot as it was, it drove the mare to wild hip-bucking and ecstatic groans.

Rarity grinned.

She sucked on her lover's clit, tongue playing over the firm nub, listening to the muffled screams of pleasure to gauge just how far she should go. It wouldn't do to end the fun too quickly, after all.

She moved a hoof up and toyed with a stiff nipple. After a few moments, the unicorn beneath her arched fully and shuddered.

Drat.

The egg slid out almost of its own accord, wet and glistening. Rarity kissed the clit, drawing forth another moan, and smiled nevertheless.

"And now for Trixie's final act..."

With a bit of fiddling, the ballgag came loose and slid down to rest on the mare's neck. Rarity climbed atop her and lay with her hooves crossed over her lover's chest, so as to have a good view into her eyes.

"Well then," she cooed, "did you enjoy it?"

A whine and a pout. "You made Trixie come too soon."

"Well, the Great and Powerful Trixie did say to 'come all', did she not?" Rarity chuckled at her own wordplay.

Trixie stuck out her tongue. "Can Trixie be untied now?"

Rarity sniffed. "Only if you agree that it is extremely annoying to continually hear that while one is trying to make love."

Trixie rolled her eyes, keeping her gaze to the side. "Trixie will... attempt to restrain herself in the future."

Rarity gave her a brief kiss, sharing Trixie's own taste with her. "That's a good start." She worked the bonds on Trixie's forelegs free, and the blue mare raised herself up into a sitting position.

"May Trixie have her hat back?"

"Hmm..." Rarity made a show of considering the request. "No, I think not."

"What?" Trixie actually looked stricken. Rarity stood on the bed and swirled the cape dramatically.

"I was thinking, the only thing wrong with this outfit is that it clashes with my mane. Why, if it were in a lovely powder blue... Ooh, or pink! Yes, pink would just do wonders against my complexion. I could do so much with your ensemble, darling! Perhaps even a little glitter!"

"You are not to put glitter on Trixie's cape!" She tried to rush upward, but, having forgotten about the spreader bar, flopped back down where she lay. Defeated, Trixie blew a silvery lock out of her face. "You are terrible."

Rarity grinned and kissed her on the nose. "Not half as terrible as you, dear."