Author's Note

Contains: Torturing someone who cannot be tortured. Limbless sex. Kinky accents.

You probably can't electrify someone made of rubber, no, but people made of rubber also cannot exist.

Thanks to The Great Derpsby, Pozzo, and Airship-King for their help.

The Detective and the Aristrocrat

The sounds of gasping, tittering, clinking of drinking glasses, flipping cards, and hundreds of ponies enjoying themselves were filling the great room. In other words, the sound of money.

Pompous stallions in expensive suits and with well-trimmed facial hair were sporting wide grins and holding mares (and sometimes stallions) around their waists as they threw away money that could feed your average pony for years.

Mares in expensive dresses and ridiculously made-up manes were doing the same, holding stallions (and sometimes mares) around their waists.

Ponies in plain suits were positioned discreetly in some of the corners and around some of the doors, but they did not see everything, like the earth pony mare slinking in through one of the more inconspicuous doors.

The mare in question looked around, noting that she had remained unseen, and further snuck into a small side-room, containing shelves filled with drinking glasses, decks of cards, dice, spare parts for every mechanism used in the large casino.

Noting that she was relatively safe at the moment, the mare pulled the shoulder straps from her dress off her, and pulled down.

The moment she did, her boobies jumped out of the dress, eager to be free, and jiggling with excitement at the prospect. She stepped out of her dress, and pulled her mane free.

Dressed in nothing more than evening gloves, thigh high socks, and a thong, Shadow Spade let out a sigh.

She still wasn’t used to having her new figure. She had always thought she had been easy to look at, but after being transformed into a rubber doll, she felt she might perhaps be a bit too easy to look at.

Not all that long ago, she had been monitoring the comings and goings of guards from the royal palace, as she always were, and had noticed a change in activity.

Ponies would be sent out, on missions or exercices, it was hard to say. Their whereabouts would be a mystery, and then they’d reappear in the palace a few days or weeks later, being transferred to new units and quarters.

None of her contacts in the guard knew why. Indeed, most of them hadn’t even noticed anything out of the ordinary.

It was too interesting to pass up, so without being hired, Shadow Spade was on the case.

During her search, she had tracked a unicorn mare. That unicorn mare had in turn promptly cast a spell on her, and Shadow Spade had found herself as a limbless, helpless rubber doll, simply lying on the floor in the basement of an old theater, sporting a new shape, prominently among them a very large behind and bosom.

It was a worrying experience, but thankfully she had shortly after been found by her old friend, A.K. Yearling, also known as Daring Do, who had taken her to the princesses.

Prior to finding Shadow Spade, Daring Do had had the same thing happen to her, and been given a new, outer body by the princesses, as well as a new cutie mark to wear on her inner body.

It was a lot of comfort for Shadow Spade that Daring Do, the one much more eager to, and better at, taking to fisticuffs, had also been bested by the powerful unicorn.

Daring Do and the princesses had explained what had happened, and Shadow Spade’s new nature as a living sex toy in disguise. At the time, Princess Celestia and Princess Luna had not suffered the fate of being transformed into a sex doll, but Princess Twilight had, and explained what she had learned of cutie marks as a sex doll.

She had said that as a toy, she could be given a cutie mark that let her explore and enjoy carnal pleasures in impossible ways. In addition, she could also be granted as property to a pony. Daring Do had removed her outer body, and showed her new cutie mark: a heart chained to princess Celestia’s cutie mark.

Daring Do was ecstatic to be Princess Celestia’s property, and had absolute autonomous freedom, except when Celestia wished otherwise, mostly in the bedroom.

Shadow Spade had similarly offered herself to be Princess Luna’s property, and the princess had accepted.

Since that time, she had grown very close to her owner, and had become her personal agent and lover, just like Daring Do had with Princess Celestia.

Shadow Spade pulled her thong down, and parted her lower lips.

She bit her lower lip, the one on her face, to stop herself from moaning as she grabbed onto a plastic bag inside her, and started pulling it out. Her lips parted more than would be comfortable for most ponies, but Shadow Spade just smiled to herself, and pulled the plastic bag out of her marehood, retrieved a pair of horseshoes from it, and put the dress into it along with her gloves and socks.

She bunched the bag up, and gently forced it up into her marehood. It would have chafed awfully and be risky in all kinds of ways before, but not now. Now she simply hid it from sight with her thong pulled up.

Having her new owner sponsor her had helped her to rebuild her wardrobe, but even so, she was sorely lacking in clothes that fit her new form, and wasn’t going to risk damaging one of the few dresses she could squeeze herself into by crawling through ventilations with it on.

But then again, Princess Luna had sent her to a designer in Ponyville, the famous Lady Rarity who was also a rubber doll as is turned out, which hadn’t been a bad experience, after she had stopped fawning over her that is. She had insisted on giving away the dresses for free, and Shadow Spade had insisted to pay, especially with Princess Luna as a sponsor.

Finally, a compromise had been reached. After telling Rarity of her adventures, and her plans to use her sexual guile from here on, Rarity had accepted sex as payment. It was no surprise that two rubber dolls meeting ended up in bed together, but Rarity had shivered in delight when imagining potential scandal, and how one of the ponies she so admired now knew the secret.

Shadow Spade put on the horseshoes with their padded, gel-filled bottoms, climbed up in a shelf, and grabbed her wrist.

She broke her lower arm as if it was made of a candy bar, which would normally have been a terrifying sight, but now only revealed rubber, as well as the handle of a screwdriver. She pulled out the screwdriver through the rubber that made up her wrist, and let her wrist reform and heal itself, then went to work with opening the vent.

Shortly after, she moved slowly and methodically through the vent. Her inability to feel discomfort being extremely helpful now, as she rubbed herself along the cold metal, her large breasts squished against the hard bottom.

Silently as a shadow, and slow as a snail, Shadow Spade crawled through the vents, willingly breaking her upper arms and her spine to squeeze through tight spaces before continuing.

She spied out through one grate, and saw one guard walk past another one, sharing a nod between them. She also noted that one door was unguarded. At least it looked like it was. All the guards in the building were in fact guarding that door, along with the vault. Unlike the vault, the location of which could not be hidden, this room was not to have attention drawn to it.

After quite a while of grunting and crawling, Shadow Spade reached her destination. Opening a vent from the inside would not be harder, but it would be noisier. She knew however, that the room was empty, and started bending the grate open with her screwdriver.

After she had opened the vents enough, she climbed through the twisted metal, not being bothered by the twisted metal digging into her skin and tearing large gashes when she crawled out of the tight space.

“Aah,” Shadow Spade said, pleased with herself, and looked around the luxurious private bathroom.

She pulled off her thong and stepped into the tub, showering her naked form with water for a few moments, getting rid of the dust that had caked on her body as she crawled through the vent.

She stepped out onto the floor again, dried herself off with a towel, and smilingly reached down into her marehood and retrieved the plastic bag from inside her.

She slipped her gloves and socks back onto herself, and stepped into her dress, struggling a bit to fit her breasts into it as she pulled her shoulder straps back up.

She made her mane up again, and stepped out into the empty apartment that the bathroom was part of.

She didn’t crouch down to sneak, but walked casually up towards a painting, gently removed it, and inspected the safe behind it.

It had taken quite some effort to find all of this out, but it had been easier as a rubber toy than it would have been as a normal pony. Shadow Spade had tried using sexual guile to her advantage, and it had never been easier.

She entered the combination, opened the safe, and retrieved a felt case of papers, ignoring the jewels and gold that lay beside it. Shadow Spade could do with some money to spend on pleasures and leisure, but taking the contents of this safe would set her up for life, which wasn’t any fun. No, she preferred earning her keep. Besides, her clients didn’t pay her for thieving, they paid her for finding and collecting her objective.

Shadow Spade opened the circular case, unfurled the papers, glanced through the documents written on the long scrolls, and then, satisfied, she closed the safe, placed the painting back over it, placed the tube of scrolls between her great breasts, and walked over to the door.

She paused before opening it, and listened. Outside was quiet, as it should’ve been, and preparing her act as a lost patron of the casino just looking for someplace to get some air, or perhaps some intimate company with a bored guard, she stepped out into the hallway.

…

Only to find herself greeted by about twenty figures clad in black, tight, sleek, and intimidating outfits, faceless breathing masks, and armed with sleek crossbows, all trained at her head. Despite the uniform look of their clothes, she spotted unicorns, pegasus ponies, earth ponies, and quite a few griffins among them.

With a more than little shocked expression, Shadow Spade looked around at the masks completely hiding the faces, and slowly raised her hands.

“Ah, Madam Spade,” a voice sounded from the side, as a slow thumping approached.

Shadow Spade nodded in sudden understanding.

“Baroness Von Ebenholz,” Shadow Spade said in a light, conversational tone. “Fancy running into you here.”

“Likevise,” the duchess said, and moved past two of her guards.

A black-coated, female griffin of impressive physique came into Shadow Spade’s view. Although she was already familiar with Baroness Glenda Von Ebenholz, seeing her always managed to send shivers down Shadow Spade’s spine, both good ones and bad ones.

She wore a black, sleek uniform, just like her henchmen, only bulging with muscles in all the right places. On her left side hung a sword with no hilt on, because her right arm ended halfway between her hand and her elbow, just like her peg-leg adorned right leg did halfway up the knee, and her left wing, the only one remaining, was just a short stump with a few feathers on it.

Even so, Shadow Spade knew this was not a griffin to be crossed.

“I truzt you have vhat I am after?” Glenda asked.

“I believe I do,” Shadow Spade confirmed. “Although I’m afraid it’s not my job to give it to you.”

“Indeed it vould not be,” Glenda said, nodding sympathetically. “But I’m afraid zhat ve are going to take it off your handz nonzhelezz.”

Glenda nodded towards one among her henchmen, then pointed at Shadow Spade’s breasts with her arm stump.

Shadow Spade didn’t flinch as the henchmen reached in between her boobs, retrieved the tube of papers, and placed it Glenda’s remaining hand.

“Ve zhank you for your azzistanse, but we cannot allow you to ztroll around free, now that you haf zeen uz,” Glenda said, and nodded towards two other henchmen. “Take her vith uz.”

Two of the black clad figures stepped forward, pulling out ropes from their pouches, and within seconds had bound Shadow Spade’s hooves together, and her wrists, to her front.

Shadow let them do so without struggle. This felt like the time Daring Do would try and kick and fight her soon-to-be captors and try and escape, but Shadow Spade did not operate like that.

When they had finished, one of them crouched down and threw Shadow over her shoulder, and the whole crew started moving through the corridor.

Shadow’s bosom jiggled beneath her face, her dress hugged her buttocks closely, leaving little to the imagination, and the slit for her legs had parted, showing her full thighs for all to see.

Glenda walked behind her, along with her faceless, silent henchmen, gracefully despite her limping from her peg leg.

She looked at Shadow Spade, and cocked her head. “There iz zomething different about you, Shadow.”

“I have my hair up,” Shadow noted.

“Ah, yes, of course,” Glenda said, nodding.

Shadow looked around, and saw large ponies dressed in suits lying on the floor, darts sticking out of them, and their chests still moving. “No casualties?” she asked.

“None,” Glenda confirmed. “Nor injuriez. A zmooth operation.”

“Glad to hear that,” Shadow said, as they walked out through a door, onto the room.

Shadow looked around, and saw a lack of stars in the sky, before realizing that she was looking at an enormous, black airship. Silently parked above the large building. It was likely that none of the staff or patrons had even noticed it.

A rope-ladder was lowered, and Shadow had another rope tied around her, the stallion doing the tying then attaching that rope to his belt, and climbed ahead of the mare carrying Shadow as she climbed.

Another henchman took the remnants of Glenda’s arm around his shoulder, and helped keep her steady as she climbed up with her remaining arm and leg.

They climbed aboard, and quickly went in through a door, revealing a cozily decorated hallway in wood and soft carpeting.

“We leave immediately,” Glenda ordered, and her henchmen scattered to take off, except for four henchmen, who carried Shadow into a cabin, with Glenda following.

“Tie her up,” Glenda ordered, and the henchmen plopped Shadow down onto a bed, undid the ropes that held her arms and legs, then held her down to the bed as one of them started tying her legs down.

“I hope you are not vorried,” Glenda said.

“Worried about what?” Shadow said. “Being captured?”

“I vas zhinking about our hozpitality,” Glenda said, before addressing her minions. “Do not tie her armz above her head, zhat becomes very uncomfortable after a while.”

Shadow Spade considered the question as her arms was tied to her side. “I don’t know, are you being cheeky? Saying ‘hospitality’ and meaning ‘abuse’.”

Glenda pretended to look offended. “Vhy ve vould never! Unless you vish it of courze.”

“Well, that would depend on how long you’re gonna keep me here,” Shadow Spade said. “I’ll want some entertainment eventually.”

Glenda looked a little sad as her minions stepped away from Shadow Spade. “Zadly, I am not planning on keeping you here zhat long, only until zhese have reached zheir destination,” she said, and held up the tube with papers.

“I see,” Shadow Spade said. “Oh well.”

“Never fear, ve shall treat you properly,” Glenda said, and whispered something into one of the minions’ ear, who nodded.

Glenda and all but two minions started walking out of the room. “Call if you need anything, madam,” she said as she walked out.

“Don’t worry, I will,” Shadow Spade said, pleasantly.

Glenda and her minions left the room, and left Shadow Spade tied up on the bed, two henchmen standing by the door, almost completely unmoving, staring at her silently behind their faceless masks.

Shadow relaxed into the pillow she was resting her head on, staring up into the ceiling as she tried figuring out how to get out of this mess.

One of her favorite tactics in getting what she wanted had recently, understandably, been sexual subterfuge. It helped a lot that her body and her new talents were apparently so overwhelming that most ponies didn’t even remember much of it if she put some effort into it.

That’s how she had gotten the layout for the building with the casino, and the combination for the safe. The owner of the safe had a mistress, and it had been a simple task to follow her, introduce herself in a bar, take her back to her place, love her silly, and have her spill all her secrets during the sexual bliss.

Shadow Spade had then searched the place for any additional information, before planting a kiss on the mare’s neck, then slipping out into the night, feeling slightly sad that she couldn’t stick around and cuddle.

Daring glanced at the guards, a male griffin and a female pony, wondering how she might employ that tactic to them.

… Then groaned internally. She was tied up tightly, one of her favorite activities, and had started thinking about sex. She wouldn’t last five minutes like this before trying to rub herself.

She thought about how to best approach this subject for a moment before speaking up.

“You’re not golems, are you?” she asked the guards.

They looked at each other, then shook their heads at Shadow.

“Well then you’re very well-behaved for having a captive mare in her best dress tied up, helpless,” she said, smiling at them. “Not to boast, but just about any other pony would be forcing themselves on me right now.”

They looked at each other again, and nodded concedingly.

“Which highlights something interesting,” Shadow Spade said, and starting squirming against her bonds. “You see, I like being tied up, and with such nice guards, well, perhaps a little bit of forcing would be in order?”

They cocked their heads, and Shadow Spade jiggled her breasts. “How about it?”

The guards glanced at each other, before redoubling their efforts to stoically stand guard.

“Don’t you like it?” Shadow asked, smirking at the guards.

They did not move, but she saw the crotch area tightening on the stallion’s pants.

“I can keep this up for quite a while,” Shadow Spade said. “Actually, I think I’m gonna slip out of my dress soon. Good, they like their freedom.”

The guards were breathing quicker and quicker, and before long, they glanced at each other, and scuttled out of the room, probably to take care of something else.

“Pity,” Shadow said, then detached her arms and legs where they were tied, leaving her with arms ending part way below her elbows, and leg halfway up her thighs.

Her dress was still tied to the bed along with her legs though, so she had to slip out of that as well.

She hopped off the bed, landing on her buttocks, and dressed only in a thong, before heaving herself towards the door.

“Perhaps… hmm, find the scroll, grab it, and jump overboard?” Shadow mumbled to herself as she stood on her leg-stumps and managed to open the door.

She glanced out into the corridor, only to see it empty of guards. “Now, where to go?”

She silently heaved herself forward on her stumps, her breasts and buttocks jiggling all the while, before remembering where the thumping of Glenda’s peg leg had headed after she had left the room.

Shadow closed the door behind her, then heard approaching hoof-steps from behind a corner.

She scurried behind a tapestry, and heard the guards pass by.

“Gotta be careful,” she whispered to herself. “There were plenty of griffins among them and they’re a lot more quiet.”

Shadow heaved herself down the opposite hallway, and saw one door that was alone on its wall, indicating it to leading into a larger room.

“A good a guess as any,” Shadow said, and opened the door with her arm-stumps.

True enough, it led into a cabin decorated and made cozy with wooden panels, tapestries, cushions, and a large bed.

On a desk, right in front of Shadow, lay the tube she had recently retrieved from the casino.

She closed the door and crawled over to it, lifted herself up on the chair, and took the tube in her mouth.

She had only jumped down on the floor again, when the door opened. Shadow froze, and when the somewhat tired-seeming Glenda von Ebenholz finally registered Shadow’s presence, she froze as well.

Shadow knew that fisticuffs was Daring Do’s speciality, but didn’t have much to lose in putting up a fight, and tossed herself as well as she could towards Glenda.

“Guardz!”

With lightning-like reflexes, Glenda had attached her hiltless sword on her arm-stump, drawn it, and smacked Shadow Spade with the blunt end off to the side.

Shadow Spade was sent tumbling across the floor, landing on her back, but before she could do anything else, Glenda’s peg leg pressed down on her chest, between her breasts.

Glenda was looking down at Shadow, her sword pointed towards her face. Shadow looked up at her, but instead of anger, Glenda was looking at her with a highly curious expression.

Before either could say anything, the door opened, revealing a pair of guards in a wide stance, ready for battle.

Glenda managed to tear her eyes from the almost naked form pinned underneath her peg leg, and turn to the guards. “Go check on vhere she vas tied up, and bring zome rope.”

After the guards had left, Glenda looked down at Shadow Spade.

“How is zhis pozzible?” she asked, and nudged one of Shadow’s arm-stumps with the flat of her blade.

Shadow said nothing, she was busy trying to figure out what she felt.right now. She had only recently turned into a rubber doll, and had only used her sexual wiles a few times since then. That she and the princesses among others were actually walking, talking toys was a great secret. A secret that might now be out, unless she thought fast. She was naked and alone in a zeppelin full of ponies and griffins that would interrogate her.

And of course, throughout it all, the arousal was there.

The pressure on her chest increased, dragging her arousal with her.

“How!?” Glenda asked.

“Sorry,” Shadow Spade said, smirking a bit at the imposing griffin. “Secret.”

Glenda let out a sigh and looked thoughtfully at Shadow Spade as the guards came back, ropes, arms, and legs held in their hands.

Glenda contemplated it for a second, before looking around her room. In the ceiling was a hook for hanging lamps, big and sturdy as befitting vessel of this kind.

“Tie her up,” she said, and stepped off Shadow Spade.

The guard with the arms and legs put them down on the floor, and hoisted Shadow Spade up by her arm-stumps.

The other tied ropes around them, below the elbow this time, and together they hoisted Shadow Spade up and hung her from the ceiling, her eyes being on the same level as Glenda’s.

“Good job,” Glenda said, after the guards had secured the rope tightly around Shadow Spade’s arms. “Leave zhe limbs. Dizmissed.”

The two guards nodded at their leader, then promptly left Shadow Spade along with Glenda.

Shadow Spade hung from her arms, watching Glenda as she undid her belt, put the sword back in its scabbard, and unfastened her cloak.

She undid her pants and her blouse, revealing more of her muscular form underneath her clothes. Before long, she wore only panties, a tank top, and a peg leg. She took Shadow Spade’s left forearm, collapsed into the chair by the desk, and put it against her arm-stump.

Shadow Spade stayed silent throughout the whole thing. She hadn’t had anything to drink in a while, which was good because she suspected that she’d have leaked it out by now, helplessly watching her captor use her bodyparts.

Still, she was only wearing a thong, so her flush wouldn’t be that well-hidden.

Shadow’s disembodied arm did of course not do anything for Glenda, who let out a disappointed sigh.

“Vhere did you get zhis?”

Shadow Spade was taken by the genuineness in Glenda’s tone, and smiled sadly. “I’m sorry, my lady, but I cannot tell you.”

Glenda looked down at the arm again, and back up at Shadow. “Pleaze tell me, Madam Shadow.”

Shadow shook her head. “No, but would using the rest of my body be any consolation?”

“It might,” Glenda said, and stood up. “If you vill not tell me, I vill use force.”

Shadow smiled at her captor. “No hard feelings if you do.”

Glenda and Shadow held their gaze for a few moments, before Glenda nodded.

“Zo be it,” she said, and walked out through the door.

Not long after, she returned, followed by a guard, carrying a large box that she deposited on the desk, before nodding to Glenda and walking out again.

Glenda gently spun Shadow around, so that she couldn’t see what was being up out of the box. She tried turning her head to see what the sound of rifling through the box would reveal, but before she could start spinning around, she felt something large enter her mouth.

“Mm!? Mmmm!” she moaned into the ballgag in surprised delight, barely able to get any air past it when exhaling, and being entirely blocked from inhaling through it.

Still having Glenda behind her, Shadow felt a suction cap being placed on her right temple, followed by her left.

Then Glenda turned Shadow around again, and looked her in the eyes as she gently put her talons on Shadow’s muzzle. “I’ll azk you again. Vhere did you get your armz and legz?”

Shadow let out a sigh and pretended to seem resigned, and shook her head.

Glenda’s talons pressed down on Shadow’s nostrils, and Shadow pretended to seem scared from being suffocated.

She weakly shook her head, but Glenda held, to Shadow’s growing arousal. She did notice that whatever was attached to her temples was hooked up to a device on the desk.

Eventually, Glenda let go, and Shadow took deep, relieved-seeming breaths.

Glenda stepped back and observed the captured pony, eyeing her body up and down.

She bent down, and lifted the front of Shadow’s thong, making her squirm and lighting her face up in embarrassment as her captor saw how flushed she was.

Glenda looked back up at Shadow Spade with a calm expression. “Oh, do not vorry, Madam Shadow,” she said. “Ve all have our desirez. However, zhis does mean zhat I vill have to take zhis to zhe next level.”

Glenda stepped back, and sat down by her desk, putting her remaining hand on the box that was hooked up to Shadow’s temples.

“Tell me,” she said.

Shadow shook her head slowly.

Glenda turned a knob on the device, and a wonderful pain shot through Shadow Spade.

She was helpless, she was naked, she was humiliated, she could be tortured until the end of time. All served to fuel Shadow Spade’s enjoyment as the electrical current coursed through her skull.

She let out a muffled wail from the sensation, not being sure if she wanted it more intense or if that would take away her ability to think. Shadow’s face was scrunched up, her eyes tightly shut from the incredible sensation.

Glenda turned the knob, removing the great feeling.

Shadow was left panting through her nose, her head hanging.

“Ready to talk?” Glenda asked.

Shadow pretended to struggle to lift her head, and shook it at Glenda.

Glenda nodded calmly, and turned the knob again.

“Mmmmmmmmmm!” Shadow shrieked in pleasure, as she shook her body and tried squirming in every direction in desperate ecstasy, before the feeling disappeared again.

“Pleaze talk, Shadow,” Glenda said.

Shadow could never reveal her owner’s big secret, and keeping that secret was leading to this amazing scenario. The only thing that worried her was that perhaps Glenda would take enough pity on her to stop the torture. So she shook her head again, still swinging limply from her struggling.

Glenda sighed, and put her talon on her peg leg. She unscrewed it, and from her sitting position, she reached out with her peg leg and pulled down Shadow Spade’s thong, making it fall limply to the floor.

Still panting weakly, Shadow raised her head to look at Glenda with a pleading and embarrassed look on her face. Glenda looked at Shadow’s marehood, her pleasure obvious, and Shadow weakly squirmed to try and hide herself.

“I’m glad you are enjoying thiz in zome vays,” Glenda said. “I must admit, I am as vell.”

Shadow smiled weakly through her ballgag at Glenda, and let her head slump again.

Glenda put her talon on the knob again. “Juzt a little,” she said, and turned it slightly.

“Mmm!” Shadow shrieked again, but the sensation was much weaker than before, and didn’t paralyze her with pleasure. She tried futilely to shake her head, trying to dislodge the cups on her temple, but to her happiness, to no avail.

Glenda reached over to the side of her desk, as Shadow was left spasming weakly in her bondage. She grabbed one cane, and attached another one without a handle to the metallic connection arrangement on her stump.

“That looked like a good amount,” Glenda said, and turned off the electricity, then rose from her chair and limped over to Shadow with her canes.

Shadow looked at the crippled Griffin appreciatively, while she shook from the pulses of electricity shooting through her. The baroness looked so graceful despite her handicaps, so strong and confident. If she could choose anypony other than Luna to be her owner, it would be Glenda.

Glenda hooked the handled cane over her wrist, then softly put her talon on Shadow’s cheek.

“Shadow Spade,” she said kindly. “This vill be the lazt chance for some time that I vill azk you vhere you got your limbz. If you do not answer now, I will take many libertiez vith your body before I ztop and azk again. Vhere did you get zhem?”

Shadow leaned into the touch, savoring the feeling of the sharp, strong talon, before looking at Glenda again, and leaning her head forward.

Glenda obliged, and rested her forehead against Shadow Spade’s. Shadow could feel Glenda’s beak against her muzzle, as they looked at each other warmly for a long time.

Then Shadow shook her head.

“I underztand,” Glenda said, and nodded. “I vill not ztrive to leave you permanently debilitated, but I vill not make any guaranteez.”

Shadow nodded concedingly.

Glenda smiled. “I haf very much enjoyed this, madam,” she said. “It is not often that somepony allowez me to indulge fully. Rest assured that if my miniztrations do leave you debilitated, I vill do my utmozt to restore you, even though unlike you–” she inclined her head towards Shadow’s disembodied arms and legs “– I do not haf accezz to as good vares.”

Shadow shot her muzzle forward, and pressed the ballgag into Glenda’s feathers, doing her best to rub her lips against her captor.

“Good,” Glenda said, and smiled again, and limped back to the chair. She unscrewed the metal connector on her arm stump, making it come off and take the cane with it. “Then let uz begin.”

Shadow looked on appreciatively, as Glenda grabbed one of her breasts in her arm-stump, and gently squeezed it.

Glenda looked teasingly at Shadow, before grabbing the knob of the electrical device. “Scream for me, madam,” she said.

Shadow jumped in sudden anticipation, her eyes widening, before the knob turned, and pain once again shot through her.

“MMMMMM!” Shadow shrieked, throwing her head back and thrashing desperately.

The electricity faded, and Shadow panted as her head slumped forward again.

“Did zat hurt?” Glenda asked.

“Ff, ff, mm mm,” Shadow confirmed, nodding her head weakly.

“Good,” Glenda said, and rolled her chair towards Shadow, feeling herself up with her stump.

Still sitting, she put her talon against Shadow’s lower spine, and slowly traced it down towards her soft cheeks.

“Zo beautiful,” Glenda said, and squeezed one of the buttocks. “I don’t think I ever vant to let you go.”

Shadow let out a pleased sigh as she stopped panting. She was Luna’s property, but she still liked hearing this.

Shadow stretched down as well as she could, trying to reach down with the remains of her right thigh.

“Something zhe matter, dear?” Glenda asked.

“Fff!” Shadow huffed in confirmation, and looked at Glenda’s body, gently caressing her shoulder with the bottom of her thigh.

Glenda got a curious expression, and stood up, putting her remaining arm on Shadow’s shoulder to support herself.

“Vhat iz it, my lover?”

Shadow leaned her head forward to nuzzle Glenda’s Shoulder and cheek, while gently caressing Glenda’s inner thighs with the stump of her own.

“Oh,” Glenda said, smiling, and leaned forward to rest her head over Shadow’s shoulder as she used her remaining talon to tear her panties off.

They fell to the floor in tatters, and Glenda once again grabbed Shadow by her shoulder, hanging back from it, and allowing Shadow to see what she was doing.

Shadow saw the marehood, or whatever griffin mares call their parts, clearly below her. She gently reached forward with her thigh stump, and touched it.

Glenda melted into the touch, and pushed forward. Shadow’s thigh was pushed downward, and Glenda was gently riding the remains of the leg.

Shadow gently pushed her leg upward, rubbing it slightly against her, and relaxing again. She repeated the process, and Glenda let out a gentle squawk.

Now it was Glenda’s turn to look embarrassed. They looked into each others’ eyes, and smiled.

Glenda reached forward with her arm stump as she gently bounced up and down on Shadow’s thighs, and put it against one of Shadow’s large breasts, gently squeezing it as best as she could.

They stayed like this for a while, Shadow feeling her thigh growing slightly wet with juices. She loved Glenda, and she loved her poise, and she loved that she had managed to put a small dent in it.

Then Glenda disconnected, just as they were staring to pick up, and collapsed into her chair again.

“No, it iz not time for zhat yet,” she said, putting her talon against her chest and taking a series of deep breaths to collect herself. “Ve haf all night, and zere iz plenty left to be done.”

She rose up again, one her lone leg, and demonstrated her great strength as she effortlessly picked Shadow off the hook with her remaining arm, pressed Shadow’s back against her chest, and hung her by her arm stumps around her neck before collapsing into the chair again.

“Aah,” Glenda said, satisfied, and rolled back to the desk. “I zink it’s time for some more of thiz type of fun.”

Glenda put her cheek against Shadow’s from behind, and said in a husky voice, “Remember, my dear, you may vish to tell me vhere you got your limbz on order to stop zis, but I vill not ztop. Not yet.”

As soon as Shadow realized what she was talking about, she heard Glenda’s talon grip the knob on the electricity box, and indescribable pain shot through Shadow’s skull again.

“Mmmmmm!” she shrieked, and tensed up for a moment, before thrashing in Glenda’s lap.

But even Glenda’s stump was strong enough to hold her in place, and Glenda just smiled as she rested her head against Shadow’s shoulder.

“Hmm. It iz zo tempting to just keep turning it up...” Glenda said, and further turned the knob just a little bit, making Shadow intensify her thrashing. “... To zee when a pony’s brain burnz out... but I zuppose I should not.”

Glenda turned off the electricity again, and Shadow hung her head, not being able to do anything but pant, which might have been a good thing. If she had eagerly nodded her head at Glenda’s suggestion, that might have been pushing it too far.

She made an internal note to definitely try to electrically melt her brain sometime in the future, that sounded exciting, she thought.

“You are juzt zo helplezz, aren’t you?” Glenda asked, and put her talon on Shadow Spade’s muzzle.

Shadow nodded. It was true. Even if Shadow Spade was free and had her limbs, and Glenda was without her peg leg and sword, she still wouldn’t stand a chance.

Glenda pinched down on Shadow’s nostrils, cutting off her breath again.

“You cannot breathe, madam,” Glenda teased, mirth and contentedness in her voice.

Shadow managed to let out a minute huff between the side of her mouth and the ballgag, but was immediately silenced again.

“You cannot breathe,” Glenda teased again. “I decide when you can breathe. Do I decide when you can breathe?”

Shadow Spade nodded her head eagerly. By Celestia did Glenda decide when Shadow could breathe, and it turned her on so much.

Shadow Spade struggled for breath, feeling that it was appropriate to do so right about then.

“Shhh, shh-shh,” Glenda shushed, making Shadow Spade reluctantly stop struggling. “Juzt a little longer. Can you keep ztill?”

Shadow didn’t nod, only trying to look back at Glenda with a scared expression, before Glenda finally let go.

Shadow gasped for breath, trying weakly to cough through her nose.

“Do you want to tell me about your limbs?” Glenda asked.

She was actually tempted to tell this lovely griffin all about it, but before she could answer, glenda turned the knob on the electrical device again.

“MMMMM!”

Glenda turned the current off. “I apologize, madam. That might have been a little too much. Let uz find a nice, zlow burn, yes?”

Glenda turned the knob ever so slightly, sending a smaller, but not insubstantial amount of electricity through Shadow’s head.

“MmmMMMM!” she whined, and shut her eyes again.

“Perhapz a pulse?” Glenda softly suggested, and turned another knob.

Instead of a constant stream, a series of pulses, two per second, started shooting through Shadow’s brain, making her spasm in pleasure ever so slightly.

“Mm! Mm, mm, mm, mm, mm,” she moaned, and managed to open her eyes and see through the spasms of wonderful pain.

“Vhat do you think? Iz thiz good?” Glenda asked.

“Mm-mm… MM-mm, mm, mm… MMMM-m, mm, mm!” Shadow tried to answer in confirmation, before managing to turn her head towards Glenda instead, and look into her eyes warmly, and nod her head jerkily. “Mmm.”

Glenda locked eyes with Shadow for a few moments, enjoying the sight of her lover spasming twice per second, before she put her talon on the back of Shadow’s head and held her close.

“You are ze bezt lover I haf ever had, Shadow Spade,” she said, happily. “Zhank you.”

“Mmm,” Shadow Spade tried to moan in response, but was interrupted by the pulses shooting through her. “Mm-mm-mm-mm.”

When they broke the hug, they looked into each other’s eyes again, and Shadow Spade let out a mournful wail through the pulses at what she saw.

One tear from each eye had flown down Glenda’s face, and Shadow Spade instantly tried to reach for her face to dry them off, but was still tied behind Glenda’s neck. Instead, she leaned forward and nuzzled Glenda underneath her eyes.

Glenda let out a small sniffle. “Zhank you, darling,” she said, and turned off the electricity. “It meanz a lot to me to find zomeone who acceptz me.”

“Mmmmm,” Shadow moaned softly, and pressed herself against Glenda’s form.

They closed their eyes and stayed like that for a few moments, before Glenda smiled again. “Vant to continue?”

Shadow nodded, smiling with her eyes.

“Vant some more shockz?”

Shadow nodded again.

Glenda reached for the knob on the device, before stopping herself. “Hmm, perhapz… you can pretend to not vant ze shockz?”

“Hff ff ff,” Shadow chuckled, and nodded again.

Glenda quickly nuzzled Shadow, then reached for the knob. Shadow followed the movement nervously, before looking at Glenda pleadingly.

Glenda let out reluctant sigh. “You know it iz good for you, my love,” she said, making Shadow desperately shake her head with a pleading look in her face.

“You vill zhank me when you’ve learned to love it. I promise you,” she said, in a comforting voice.

“MMM!” Shadow shrieked, before the pulses interrupted her voice again. “Mm! Mm! Mm! Mm!”

They stayed like that for a moment, before Glenda put her hand on Shadow’s face. “Iz it feeling better?”

Shadow weakly shook her head.

Glenda sighed. “Very vell, I vill make you feel good dezpite it,” she said, and pressed Shadow’s back against herself.

Glenda took one of Shadow’s breasts in her talon, and started slowly kneading it.

Shadow tried to let out a prolonged moan, but as always, could just let out a series of, “Mm! Mm mm mm mm.”

“Zo beautiful,” Glenda said, softly. “Zo zoft and varm. I know poniez zometime like crude language. Your tittiez are zo big und zexy, zhey turn me on zo much.”

Shadow’s eyes shifted about uncertainly at this. Glenda stopped, and hummed to herself. “I do not know, perhapz ztep it up a little?” she said before intensifying her caresses, joining in with her arm stump. “Oooh yez, your tittiez are so vunderbar, my little zlut,” she breathed. “Oh yes, you like zhat, do you not? Mmm, yez, take it, you little female dog.”

Glenda’s ministrations slowed down to nothing, and she hummed to herself again, before turning Shadow around slightly in her lap to face her. “I do not know. Vhat do you think?”

Shadow Spade shook her head. She inclined towards Glenda’s talon and nodded eagerly, then looked at Glenda again, moved her lips as well as she could, and shook her head.

“Yez, I agree,” Glenda said. “It was razher undignified, vas it not?”

Shadow nodded.

“Do you like loving me, zhe baroness, Glenda Von Ebenholz?” she asked.

Shadow nodded eagerly.

“Good. Zome poize and authority zhen,” Glenda said, turned Shadow around again, and smiled. “Moan a little for me, vill you.”

Shadow chuckled internally, leaned her head back, and did so. “Mm mm mm mm.”

“And now,” Glenda said, again kneading Shadow’s breast with her talon, while her arm stump slowly snaked its way down Shadow’s belly, down between her legs.

“Mm!” Shadow moaned, in pleasant surprise.

“Am I not nice?” Glenda asked. “I could not touch you zhere, but I vill.”

Shadow nodded eagerly, squirming into the stump, pressing the top of her marehood against it.

“I zhink...” Glenda said, and stopped. “I haf a request.”

Shadow Spade stopped, and glanced back at Glenda.

“Try not to climax,” Glenda said. “If you vant to do zhat for me.”

Shadow nodded eagerly, smiling broadly with her eyes. Could she ever do that! She didn’t have anything in her to do so with anyway. She had enough to make her slick, but not more than that.

She leaned back into Glenda, who rubbed her stump against Shadow’s opening.

“So nice,” she said. “Come on, come on, little pony, open up,” she sang teasingly.

“Mm mm mm mm,” Shadow moaned into her gag, her eyes closed.

Glenda pressed her stump into Shadow’s opening, making her moans intensify, then she brought her stump up towards Shadow’s love-button, gently, slowly, rubbing it in circles.

“MMMMMMM! Mmm mm mm mm mm,” Shadow moaned, momentarily managing a longer one.

“And zhat’s enough for now,” Glenda said, stopped rubbing against Shadow, and turned off the electricity.

“Mmmmm!” Shadow whined.

Glenda reached up and undid the knot holding Shadow’s arms around her in one movement, then turned her around in her lap.

Shadow’s split her leg stumps to sit with them in Glenda’s lap, and put her arm stumps on Glenda’s shoulders, looking at her lovingly.

Glenda reached behind Shadow’s neck, and undid her ballgag.

“Mmm,” Shadow whined softly again, as she felt the gag leaving her mouth with a ‘pop!’

Glenda smiled at Shadow. “Zhank you, ma--”

“No!” Shadow said, softly putting a stump against Glenda’s beak. “Thank you.”

Glenda smiled, and took the stump in her talon, rubbing it against her cheek. “I’m very happy about tonight,” she said. “Who knew I vould just ztumble upon a pony zhis eager to join me in vhat I enjoy?”

Shadow thought to herself that the chances had increased significantly since the hunt for Starlight Glimmer, but kept that to herself.

“I love you, Baroness Glenda Von Ebenholz,” Shadow said.

“Please, madam. Just Glenda. And know zhat I love you.”

“Then, just Shadow,” Shadow Spade said.

“Glenda, my dear,” Shadow said.

“Yes, my love?” she said.

“I can’t tell you anything about my arms and legs, but I can put you in contact with the pony who provided me with them.”

Glenda smiled, and reached up for one of the wires connected with Shadow’s temple.

Shadow put her arm stump on Glenda’s talon. “Hohohoono,” she said. “We’re not done yet, are we? You said yourself that you wouldn’t stop just because I told you.”

Glenda was taken aback for a moment, before smiling again. “Zo I did, and it appearz ve are not,” she said, and turned to the door. “Guard!” she called gently.

The door opened, and Shadow looked back, both embarrassed and teasingly, at the black-clad stallion who saw her naked, pressed against the wonderful baroness.

“Help me and my lover to zhe bed,” Glenda ordered.

The stallion nodded, and smartly walked up and picked Shadow and the electrical box up, and carried them over to the large bed.

He put the electrical box down on the bedside table, and held a wire in his hand as he looked back at the baroness, questioningly.

“Quite,” the baroness confirmed. “Jealouz?”

The guard nodded, and Glenda smiled cedingly. “I’m sure she vould be fine vith a small jolt.”

The masked stallion looked at Shadow’s face silently, questioningly.

“Sure,” Shadow said, and nodded.

The stallion turned down the pulse-dial, and turned up the main knob.

It was just enough that Shadow didn’t scream, but left her contracting painfully on the bed.

She fought an eye open, and saw the stallion help her lover up, pull off her top and finally allowing her beautiful breasts into the open, and helped her limp over to the bed.

“Good vork,” she said as she lied down on the bed, and the stallion quietly collected Shadow’s arms and legs, and locked them in a trunk on the other side of the room before walking out and closing the door behind him.

“Alone at lazt,” Glenda said, and turned off the electricity.

“Gah! Hah! Haaaah,” Shadow said, and she finally relaxed and collapsed contentedly against the pillow. “Not so alone if they’re just one call away.”

“Zhey are loyal and discreet,” Glenda assured her. “Now, vhere vere ve?”

“I think we were around here,” Shadow said, and hoisted herself up to press Glenda down on the bed, before lowering herself over Glenda’s breasts. “You are perfect, Glenda.”

“Az are you,” Glenda said, and relaxed into her pillow as she watched Shadow take a nipple in her mouth, gently kissing it.

Shadow raised herself up on her arm-stumps and started kneading Glenda’s bossom with them.

“Mmmhmhmhm, are you a kitten, Shadow?” Glenda giggled. “Preparing a place to zleep?”

“It would be a wonderful place to sleep,” Shadow said, and heaved herself lower down across the muscular griffin’s body. “But it’s not time for that.”

“Ooh, eager, are ve?” Glenda asked.

“Very,” Shadow said, and gently licked the opening between Glenda’s legs.

Glenda shivered, and Shadow smiled as she put a stump against the opening, gently rubbing it. “Time to return the favor,” Shadow said.

“Mmm, but you are certainly taking your time for zomeone az eager az you zay you are,” Glenda said, after Shadow had rubbed her for a few moments.

“I’m struggling here,” Shadow admitted, as she tried parting Glenda’s opening with her stumps, while trying to insert one of them. “Can I get a hand?”

“A talon, certainly,” Glenda said, and reached down, parting her eager lips for Shadow.

Shadow Spade gently put her arm stump into the hole, and slowly inserted it deeper and deeper.

“Oooh,” Glenda said, pressing her neck into her pillow. “You are zhe mozt velcome visitor I haf ever had zhere. I never vant you to leave.”

Shadow smiled, and pressed Glenda’s love-button with her remaining stump.

“Oh hoho,” Glenda said, and grabbed Shadow’s butt. “If ve are going to zhere, I vill not be outdone.”

Shadow let out a small yelp, as Glenda pulled Shadow’s lower half up towards her face, and started rubbing her between her legs with her own stump.

“Do not stop on my account, my love,” Glenda said, as she parted Shadow’s lips and inserted the tip of her partial arm into Shadow.

“Aah,” Shadow moaned, and collapsed against Glenda’s thigh, barely able to concentrate on anything other than softly putting her stump into Glenda and pulling it in again.

After a while, Glenda’s movement became erratic, and she arched her back. “Oooh, it iz time,” she said, happily.

Shadow gently removed her arm stump to the very tip of Glenda’s opening, and gently rubbed her through her climax.

After she was one, Glenda panted on the bed behind Shadow.

“Aaah,” she said, and seemed to remember that she was still inside Shadow. “And you have refrained from climaxing. I asked you to, but I did not expect you to do zo zhis long.”

“I’ve been practicing,” Shadow said, and smiled back at her.

Shadow grabbed Shadow and turned her around in one movement, then held her face-to-face. “Vell you certainly have earned your climax. Did you like zhese?” she asked, and touched Shadow’s temples.

“I did,” Shadow said.

“Vill zhey make you finish?” Glenda asked.

“Perhaps them, the gag, and your arm in me,” Shadow said, and smirked down at Glenda. “Perhaps something to drink first?”

“Naughty girl,” Glenda said, smirking at Shadow. “But you are right, I too am in need of refreshmentz. Guard!”

The guard opened the door, and looked in questioningly.

“Vhat is your poison?” Glenda asked.

“First of all you,” Shadow said. “But if I can have several I would like a white Stalliongrader.”

“And one for me,” Glenda said.

They relaxed against each other for a few minutes, before the guard reappeared with a tray.

Glenda sat up on the bed, and helped Shadow sit up as well, as the guard placed the tray on the bedside table. “Zhank you,” Glenda said, and the guard quietly walked out the door.

Glenda took one drink, and Shadow reached for one herself, before realizing he had nothing to grab it with. Glenda and Shadow leaned against each other, giggling, before Glenda gently placed her drink between Shadow’s arm-stumps, and took the other one.

“To uz,” Glenda said.

“To us,” Shadow said.

They downed their drinks, and Glenda helped Shadow put the glass down on the tray again.

Then Glenda grabbed Shadow and pressed her, belly down, against the bed, and straddled her.

Glenda took the gag from the bedside table, and pressed it into Shadow’s willing mouth.

“A lot or a little?” Glenda asked, putting her talon on the knob.

“Hff,” Shadow said.

“A lot it iz. I love you, Shadow,” Glenda said.

“Hh ff fff,” Shadow said, looking fondly back at Glenda.

Glenda gently turned the knob, making the electricity course through Shadow’s skull.

“MmmMMMmm! Mm!” Shadow moaned in wonderful pain.

“I know, my love,” Glenda said, and gently turned it up again.

“MMMMMmmmm! Mmmmmmm!”

“More?”

Shadow struggled to intelligibly nod, and eventually managed.

Glenda chuckled and turned the knob up higher. “Not too much, my love. I do not vish for you to expire just after finding you,” she said, and gently lowered herself on Shadow back, caressing her side.

Shadow shrieked along, not being able to respond, before her breath ran out, and the desperately drew another one. “Mmmmmmm! M-m-m-mmmmmmmmm! Fhu-fu-fu-fmmmmmmmmm!”

“Now vhat vas it I vas going to do?” Glenda said slowly, putting her talon on her lower beak and slowly thinking to herself. “Ah yes, I vad going to make you reach climax, vas I not, my love?”

“MMMMMM! FFFFF!” Shadow shrieked in pain and frustration, and arched her back.

“Yes, I believe so,” Glenda said, and gently raised herself up, and scooted down to Shadow’s crotch.

“Zhis opening, or zhis opening?” Glenda said, alternating between poking Shadow’s marehood and butt. “Hmm, I believe it vas zhis one.”

Glenda parted Shadow’s lower lips, and put her arm stump into it.

“Ah zhat’s right, you vere eager to get to zhis, and I promised you. Very vell,” Glenda said, and started eagerly pumping Shadow’s sleek opening.

“Feels zo nice in here,” Glenda said, happily. “What a find.”

Shadow wanted to huff in tandem with the spirited pumping, but she could only shriek.

“Mmmmmmmm!”

“Ah, yes, so difficult to know how close you are,” Glenda said. “Vell, I’ll just keep going.”

Pleasure, pleasurable from pain, humiliation, closeness, and providing love for the wonderful griffin, all coursed through Shadow Spade.

She had her eyes scrunched up, and before long, the rest of her senses disappeared as well. All perception of time seemed to leave her, and the world fell away. It was just her, and Glenda, in a paradise of their own.

Then reality slowly came back, and she found herself lying on her side, staring at a worried-looking Glenda, who was also on her side, naked, watching her.

“Zhat must have been good for you, but are you okay, my love?” Glenda asked in a worried voice.

Shadow realized that she was panting, and concentrated to slow it down, and nodded eagerly.

“Good,” Glenda said, and removed first one wire from Shadow’s temple, then the other. Shadow noticed that Glenda’s arm-stump was slick with fluids.

“I really enjoyed myself tonight, and I hope you did az vell,” Glenda said.

Shadow nodded eagerly, and Glenda smiled

“Time for zleep?” Glenda asked, and reached behind Shadow to remove the gag.

Shadow was about to protest, but wanted to tell Glenda something.

She gasped when the gag left her, and scooted closer to Glenda, putting the remains of her arms on her side.

“I love you, Glenda.”

“And I love you, Shadow.”

Then they embraced, and fell asleep.

“Majesty,” Shadow Spade said, kneeling before Luna.

“Report, my toy,” Luna said, fondly.

“I have been captured by the baroness Glenda Von Ebenholz. She has the documents. She also found out that my arms and legs are artificial, but no more than that. She tortured me… intensely.”

“Oohoho,” Luna laughed, and smirked down at her agent. “I bet you enjoyed that.”

Shadow smiled. “I did. That’s a serious crime and she could be a danger to ponies. I think it’s time to apprehend her. You’ll enjoy her skills a lot.”

“I bet I would, how would we capture her?”

“I promised to put her in contact with my supplier for my limbs,” Shadow Spade said. “I think we could set up an ambush.”

“Good idea,” Luna said, nodding. “Capture that devious griffin and put her skills to good use. Very good, Shadow Spade.”

“One more thing, majesty?”

“Of course.”

“I want to keep seeing her.”

Luna stepped forward, and lifted Shadow Spade up in her arms. “Of course,” she said again, and the two shared a kiss.