Assigned male drone, Jeron: Attention Ponies, gryphons, dragons, and other critters. I’m back and we have yet another bit of maturity that’s going on. Yes I know, some of you are tired of it, but Lapdog had this training coming for a damn long time. Anyway, This chapter includes some mental conditioning and bondage, but no harm or anything like that. Like always, if you don’t like this, move along. I swear if the princess of hope could keep her skirt up that would really h- *ahem* anyway, enjoy.

"So then how many books did you bring?" Twilight asked.

"None." Storm replied, "didn’t want to weigh down when we weren't leaving Equestria."

"Makes sense." She said.

Storm looked at Twilight cautiously, wondering why they went from talking sex to books.

"So what is the craziest sex thing you've done?" Twilight asked.

"I..." she hesitated, figuring it would have turned back once she thought about it, remembering her training with Night and being tied up by him before lying, "flying above town with no cloud cover."

Twilight smirked at her. "Now now Lapdog. What did I tell you about lying?"

"B-but.." she stuttered, figuring she had her poker face on before, "how could you tell?"

"You didn't hesitate as if embarrassed, but as if trying to think of something else to say, and didn't blush."

Storm frowned and looked her in the eye without blushing as she said, "Nightfall… ties me up sometimes."

"Oh?" She smirked. "How interesting.”

"Now you. It's only fair." Storm replied, a bit flustered.

"Mmmm… I'd say… outside of the tying up as that's common… the time I took Chrysalis for walkies on her leash in the early morning hours around Ponyville with a few toys in her and a gag."

Storm blinked and looked at her in a coy smile, "Well aren't you adventurous."

"Now then…” Twilight smirked, “about your punishment for lying…"

"H-hey... come on," she stuttered lightly, feeling nervous at the memory of her pinning, "i-its not like ponies usually talk about this kind of stuff..."

"I do." She said and thought before smirking. "Since you like being tied up… onto the bed."

Storm hesitated, thinking she meant she liked being tied up on the bed before realizing they were commanding her on the bed. She stepped down, heading over to the bed and looked at it, unsure if she wanted to do this.

"Close your eyes and open your mouth."

Storm obeyed, if slowly, feeling her nerves build as she did. She felt something go around her eyes and a rubber ball placed into her mouth and secured. Then she felt some other thing being placed on her. Some sort of harness perhaps.

Storm gritted that ball tightly for a moment before letting it rest softly. Storm felt insecure as this continued, about as much as when Nightfall first suggested she try something like this.

She felt a harness placed on her that bound her wings at her sides, though not uncomfortable. She pieced together that the harness was meant for this, and Twilight had done this before. She then felt her tail lifted and something placed around it that held it up, making her blush. She started to move about, less comfortable with this part with Twilight, but by the time she could move, it was already done.

Soft bands were wrapped around her legs, spreading them in a comfortable distance apart and then her front legs were bound up against her chest, leaving her completely immobile.

She didn’t know what to think, she didn’t find Twilight uncool like she had with some of the other losers, but she was Nightfall’s special somepony. She didn’t like those ponies who had relationships with more than the one they loved. She continued her mental battle as Twilight reached over and patted her head, as if noticing the conflict she was going through.

"There there. It's ok. Just relax little Lapdog." Twilight said before something was placed over Storm's ears so she couldn't hear anything.

The last thing Storm heard was Twilight having called her Lapdog, and now she could feel Twilight stroking her mane gently. The lack of all other senses made this one heightened, and it caused her to relax, comforted by the tenderness she felt. Somehow, the combination of being called her pet-name and all the restraints made her feel like when she was a filly and tucked into bed.

Twilight stroked her mane slowly and gently. Occasionally running her hoof down her back.

Storm sighed after a minute, rather guiltily enjoying this comfort. She hadn’t been treated as a fragile thing since she was four or five. She had always hated the feeling when those who weren’t her adopted parents did it though because she knew she was better than them. Now here was somepony who was stronger by far, treating her like this… she didn’t know what to think. Was it ok? Should she just let them?

Twilight just stroked her mane. Nothing still being heard and Storm remembered the last word she was told before those muffs went on her ears, ‘Lapdog.’

After an unknown amount of time, her wings were unbound and she felt one opened gently, before it started to be preened.

Fire Storm resisted weakly, still feeling vulnerable as she stayed still, unable to move anyway, but she didn’t feel the need to. She knew she had preened that morning, thinking to herself, 'I didn't miss a feather somewhere, did I?’

She felt two feathers removed. She gasped involuntarily at the sudden removal and then frowned. They were very slightly uncomfortable, but they weren’t quite ready to be plucked she had thought, but now that they were gone, she had to admit it did feel better.

She barely registered that her wing was refolded and bound once more before the other one was spread.Storm blushed as she realized she had somehow missed feathers that had bothered her. She prided herself on impeccable wings, often spending half an hour preening on each week most mornings, this morning being no exception.

‘I… if she’s catching what I missed… maybe I should let her, just this once… maybe it’s ok.’ Storm thought to herself, then winced as one final feather was plucked and while the others were checked, the wing was folded back in and re-bound.

Storm laid there, expecting the contact to resume, but nothing happened. A full minute passed, then two, and she started to worry more with each passing second. ‘She was petting me before… what is she doing now? What’s different? Did I… did I somehow do something wrong?”

Fire Storm started to squirm against her bonds weakly, feeling insecure once again. She started to remember how she didn't like being bound. She felt the need to be strong and free more and more strongly. She liked her freedom, and she was convinced she was no one's pet.

As quickly as she had started to resist her bonds, the pettings had returned and a calm started to return over her. The petting was reassuring somehow, helping her mind to blank as she received those pets.

After a few minutes of petting, the hooves withdrew. Storm instinctively leaned in the direction she last felt those hooves, feeling a sense of longing and panic start to set in.

She had nothing to worry about. She soon felt a brush in her mane, slowly running through it. It brought back memories of when she was just a filly, her adopted mother Lemon Bloom brushing her mane when she was 3. She barely remembered anything back then, swearing she hadn’t remembered that at all until now, but they were so gentle. The brushing being done now was so similar, and it brought a tear to her eye as she remembered the scene.

After several more minutes, the mane was brushed and it moved onto her fur. Storm shivered enough to be noticed by Twilight, letting the brush continue to move about. She spent the time thinking about how to reconcile what she was doing between herself and Twilight and her love for Nightfall.

She knew Twilight only briefly, this one being quite different from the one she knew. And yet, she couldn’t help but think something was going on. Twilight didn’t hold a grudge against her for the attitude she gave, and kept telling her how she saw it, something Green never seemed to do well. Twilight had generally treated her with respect, but they had strength… a real strength Green could never hope to have in her eyes. Twilight had a steel in her, more than just those legs she had too… she could know this mare had her back if shit hit the fan, but this brushing right here told her they knew how to be gentle too.

It stung a little that they were like an adult who was amused by the antics of a foal… of a lapdog. She hated that nickname, but the difference in their power was clear. She was a lapdog compared to them. She hated it, but this Twilight was miles above her, like the moon above Equus.

Even despite their outburst, Twilight had taken the time to find out a little bit about her. Granted, it wasn’t much, they didn’t ask about her mark or anything, but Twilight perked up when she learned about their reading preference.

The brushing continued. Storm contemplated this discovery, half-bothered in some ways she couldn’t figure out how to explain. She knew part of her wanted to resist, to be her own mare as she always had, but the other part wanted this from Twilight, to recapture what she had once gotten from her mother and pushed away in her youth.

Her mind drifted to a memory of her mom, sending her to her room, and when she tried to fly despite the storm outside. Her mom used a spell and grabbed her by a wing. It hurt terribly back then, but she fell the story's height in a cloud of dust and still struggled to go fly, even as her mom used her magic to bring her back into home before the storm started to rage outside. She didn't know why she remembered this now, and yet, it just seemed to click.

The brushing had covered half her body now and was moving still. Perhaps Twilight is a lot like her mom in a way…

Twilight was odd… she was like three different people. One moment, she was the smug alicorn who teased others for her own amusement. The next, she was dominant and taking what she wanted and knew what she wanted. And then, she was that cold unforgiving mare from the forest. One was a friendly and kind. The other kind but controlling. The other didn't care whether you lived or died. It made no difference to her.

Storm tried hard to push such thoughts out of her mind and squirmed again, this time less struggling and more trying to get comfortable after being held the same way so long. She decided she was curious about Twilight, enough to put up with her for a while longer, but she was scared of that cold-hearted side when that memory of nearly being killed came back to her so clearly.

The brushing reached her hind end and she started to blush more deeply now, not wanting anypony to brush there but herself, even though it was hard to reach it. She couldn't get the right wing-brush that would have enough force behind her wing to brush properly, and it was a stretch to brush it with her mouth. This showed as she felt the brushing change from just basic gentle and caressing brushing to a more normal brushing as if spotting areas that needed it and started fixing it.

She winced as she felt knot after knot being either pulled out or straightened out, still feeling conscious as she knew that Twilight had to be looking at her more intimately down there. Once again her thoughts turned back to her special somepony and thought it'd be so much better if he were the one doing it to her, imagination already wondering what it'd be like.

After a bit, she was carefully rolled onto her side and her stomach was being brushed. She gasped at the roll over and sucked in her stomach as she suspected they were about to touch her there. Sure enough, when the brush made contact, she jumped in her skin and sucked in her stomach further, before trying to relax into the innocuous brushings.

The brushing over her stomach was short lived before she was rolled back and felt her tail being unbound and allowed to drop as it began to be brushed as well.

Storm continued to blush, not liking when anyone looked at her too closely down there before calming down as her tail was soon put in order. She realized quickly she had no control and continuing to fight it did nothing. It was out of her hands now.

Much to her embarrassment, her tail had many knots still in it from her prior activities the last couple days, and they were seemingly easily removed and brushed down to where her tail to just above halfway down her hind legs.

Once that was complete, her tail was raised and re-bound up so she was fully on display again like before.

Storm blushed more lightly, but still maintained it for a moment as she wondered what was going to happen to her next. She wanted to be let go, yet there was a part of her that genuinely enjoyed just how tender that brushing was. Not a single bit of it was more painful or forceful than needed.

The petting returned and she let out a small moan of appreciation, feeling reassured at the touch. The act of being comforted with this petting, once again invoking that memory after the storm, after they had to board up a window that broke from the storm, she was put to sleep just like this.

Storm felt herself start to grow heavy as she more closely identified with that memory, mind blanking as she succumbed to their touch.

The petting went on for some time then she felt the ear muffs slowly removed and the blindfold removed. "Slowly open your eyes." She heard Twilight say calmly. She still felt the harness on her so she couldn’t move.

She tried to slowly open her eyes, ears flicking as the earmuffs were removed. She had no idea what to expect to see.

The curtains were mostly drawn so it wasn't too bright in the car, she was still on the bed facing away from the rest of and it was around Midday by the lighting. "You hungry?" She heard Twilight ask behind her.

"A bit yeah...' She said quietly, looking around the car to see what else Twilight had been up to

Nothing had changed except for the curtains being mostly drawn, and soon her eyes fell on Twilight standing behind her at the foot of the bed.

"Alright. Make us some lunch." She ordered.

It was then Storm noticed her legs were unbound but nothing else was. There was a small kitchen in the corner and it seemed Twilight had gotten a few things from the dining car to be cooked.

She tried to move, feeling stiff now that she was untied. She noticed the kitchen and walked over to it, feeling strange at having her wings still pinned, and moved slowly until she was at the kitchen and assessed what she could make

There was various ingredients for sandwiches, soups and other normal lunch items. Twilight smiled behind her, watching her as she seemed to not even notice her tail was still raised.

A brief glance back caused Storm to blush as she remembered the tail still wrapped up and Twilight just behind her. She took a deep breath and returned to the kitchenette, deciding to make some sandwiches. She moved to wash her hooves before getting to work, taking solace in how her more intimate spots will be a bit less visible when she had to reach upward to it.

Twilight smiled still as she watched the still somewhat bound and gagged mare obey her orders and moved over to sit at the table to wait. It had already been several hours since this had begun and it was now a bit after lunch.

Storm carefully crafted a trio of cucumber salad sandwiches each and then looked at the plate and felt the ball in her mouth. She didn't know how she was going to bring it to her without spilling. She panicked inside, fearing the idea of being punished further, either by humiliation or otherwise, by Twilight, looking back between Twilight and the plate as she tried to consider ideas of how to make it happen.

Twilight lifted the plate in her magic and moved it over to the table and a chair was already pulled out for her.

Storm breathed out in visible relief as she walked over to the chair that was pulled out and climbed up into it.

Twilight smiled at her and said, "Close your eyes."

Fire Storm closed her eyes slowly, feeling nervous once again, but remembered she hadn't been mistreated yet and tried to have at least a little trust in her. The blindfold was placed on her once again, then the earmuffs, then felt the gag being removed.

Storm felt her heartbeat and heard it in her ears much more readily than before as she flexed her jaw, now able to let her muscles rest as she breathed more easily while waiting for the next step.

She felt a small bite of food held near her mouth.

She jumped in her seat at the sudden touch, even pulling her head back an inch before she hesitantly reached forward and bit the piece of food, chewing on it slowly and enjoying the flavors she had put into the salad sandwich

She felt a small pat on her head as she did and after she swallowed another bite was held up to her mouth.

She blushed at the pats, not sure why she was being patted when all she did was eat food she had assembled herself. She reached for the next bite, taking it and once again chewing and enjoying the flavors, though slightly wishing for a bit of dressing to it.

Each bite she took she received a pat to the head as if she had done something right. "Do you want any dressing?" She heard after the next bite, the earmuffs having been removed long enough to ask the question.

She nodded slightly, curious as to how Twilight knew what she wanted. She thought she could almost feel that Twilight was pouring some on somewhere nearby, but she didn’t know if that was just her mind playing tricks on her. Then another bite came.

She ate it and sighed contentedly, starting to feel relaxed at the good food, starting to accept a degree of normalcy with the bonds she held, though if she had thought about it, she wouldn’t be sure what she'd consider normal about this

Each bite she was rewarded with a pat to the head and then when she swallowed, another bite.

She got a shiver down her back at the next pat on the back and accepted the food, sorely tempted to ask, 'What, are you trying to make me a pet by eating out of your hoof?', but again quelled her rebellion. She didn't have much longer she had to go along with her wishes after all.

Soon the food was done and the blind fold and ear muffs were removed.

She opened her eyes after the blindfold was removed and the earmuffs fully off her ears, shaking her head to feel the air around them again as she turned to Twilight with an expression of confusion as she tried to figure out just what they were up to.

"What is it Lapdog?"

"Just…" she paused, wondering why she so readily replied when she was called that once again, "I don't get you. I keep thinking you'll do one thing, and you go off and do another."

Twilight smiled and then chuckled, patting her head. "I'll take that as a compliment."

Storm looked at her even more confused, somewhat frozen in that surprise

"What? I can't take pleasure in having that effect on ponies?" She said.

Storm paused, almost wondering if Twilight intentionally added that emphasis to ‘pleasure’ or if she had done that to herself somehow. Storm shivered involuntarily as she heard it, and tried to shrug and reply, "I guess?"

"Back on the bed.” Twilight chuckled.

Storm stayed on the chair for a second before going up to the bed and laid down on it, stretching her limbs out and wondering what they were about to do now.

She wasn’t kept waiting long. In short order was bound like she had been before legs, eyes and ears and gagged. Then the petting resumed as it had before. She sighed and relaxed into the pettings, dozing lightly as she was comforted by it.

After a while, the earmuffs were very gently removed. It was so careful she didn’t feel the difference and the petting never stopped.

"Such a good lapdog." Twilight barely whispered as her hoof slowly stroked lapdog’s mane.

Storm shivered heavily as she heard the statement, having been so relaxed. Hearing the voice almost made her jump out of her skin, and yet, she could feel her body's happiness at the comment. Twilight smiled as she stroked Storm’s mane still.

"Yes you're a good Lapdog aren't you? You did a good job making me lunch and eating every bite of your own food. And we can't forget you getting on the bed like you were told." She whispered as her hoof stroked down Lapdog's mane and back.

Storm shivered again, almost wanting to speak until she felt the ball against her tongue and simply breathed a little bit more heavily as she felt herself waking up.

"Yes, a good Lapdog." Twilight whispered, continuing to pet. "Just enjoy your petting and relax. It's your reward for being so good and you should enjoy it."

Storm flexed her back briefly to stretch, a small pop resulting from it before she started questioning herself, 'Am I just a lapdog? After being placed under Black Mane, then Nightfall, and now losing the bet to her, is that all I've ever been? Just somepony's lapdog? That wasn’t what I wanted…'

Her mane was stroked and she soon settled back down, drifting off to a lack of deliberate thought, wandering through memories of her life.

"Yes, a good, obedient Lapdog." Twilight whispered, continuing to pet long and gently.

Storm felt her fur stand on end all of a sudden, starting to try and sit up again before laying back down. That was a surprise. She never felt her fur rise on end like that except for once or twice, when she had a major conflict in her life, but this was hardly a conflict… She enjoyed the petting, she wasn’t in danger, so she let herself lie down and relax again, willing to put up with the nickname if it meant more of this comfort.

"My little lapdog." Twilight said after having pet Storm for a while longer, before placing the earmuffs back on.

Fire Storm shivered lightly before starting to doze off with that phrase "little lapdog" repeating in her head before she turned to have a dream, where Twilight replaced her in the guild, and she was much smaller, only ankle high.

Twilight stroked her mane and pulled her close deciding a nap was a good idea. She carefully unbound Storm's legs and held her close, stroking her mane till she herself fell asleep.

Storm napped for several hours, waking up rested and comfortable. She opened her eyes, only to see nothing. She yawned but couldn’t move her muzzle, only then remembering the events of earlier that day.

She felt Twilight right beside her ,and could feel her breathing lightly, as if asleep. She felt Twilight’s underside at her back, a hind limb laying across her flank. She blushed, not having slept with a mare like this since her flight academy days.

Storm didn’t move. she could feel Twilight breath on her mane as she slept, and wondered even if she could move, would she want to disturb her? In the same breath, she felt guilty, missing Nightfall more than ever.

After a bit, she felt Twilight starting to move. Storm stirred as well, trying to keep against her, if only to know what she was doing.

Twilight stretched and she felt her yawn before patting Storm's head. Storm chuckled, about to tease her before feeling the gag in her mouth again. After a few more pats, the gag was removed.

"Good evening Lapdog.”

"Hi purple." She replied, trying to return a playful nickname, half hoping it would also have them stop calling her Lapdog.

Twilight chuckled and patted her head. She'd allow that for now. "Sleep well?"

"Real well." She replied, "you?"

"I slept well." Twilight said in a way that made Storm suspect they were smiling. She stretched again and asked, "Are you wanting a bath?"

"I haven’t exactly worked up a sweat. I should be good till tomorrow" she replied, stretching and being more like herself.

"Alright little Lapdog." She said and stroked her mane a few times.

Storm chuckled and twitched her head briefly, "So a certain princess has her sights set on me huh?" She asked, feeling more bold, and more blunt because of it.

"Maybe."

"Well," she stretched again, before working on getting on her hooves, "I'm Night's mate. In case I wasn’t clear before."

"And I'm Chrysalis’. Your point?" Twilight asked and ran a wing tip down Lapdog's spine lightl.y

Storm shivered, "I… t-that…"

Twilight smirked and did it again, slower this time.

Storm shivered again, looking a bit more uncomfortable as she faced the same conundrum Twilight had with Dawn. She started to like their strength, though who she was was a mystery to her, just like Nightfall.

"Yes?"

"I… I need some air." She said, heading to a window to open it, "I need to feel it under my wings."

Twilight nodded and unbound her wings and tail so they were, down as well as removed the bind fold, but left the harness as the night time air entered the cabin, the sun almost completely down.

Storm stood up in the frame, sticking her head out and opening her wings, just standing there, eyes closed as she faced the outside, letting every feather feel out the air, even to the point of showing small dust currents from the cornfields they were passing on the ground of the cab, all swirling in a specific pattern.

"Want to go out onto the roof? You'd feel the air better."

"Yeah… Yeah i would." She said quietly as she stepped down.

Twilight horn glowed and in a moment they were on the roof of the car as it made its way through the fading light

Storm blinked rapidly as the wind assaulted her in a way she didn’t expect, almost making her lift off till she shifted and turned that air current into a strong grounding force.

Twilight watched her, standing a ways in front of her.

Storm sighed contentedly as she pictured herself flying with her eyes closed once more, still keeping herself grounded, and visibly relaxed as she felt like she was flying while having the train under her hooves.

Twilight stepped up beside her and opened her wings, as if they were flying together.

Storm stood there oblivious for about 10 more minutes before she finally calmed down, having put Twilight's suggestiveness buried far down in her mind enough to forget about it. She then turned to Twilight, suddenly surprised at what she was doing.

"Wait, what are we doing? Oh… Manehattan… right."

"I believe we are standing on top of a train enjoying a flight." Twilight said looking at her.

Storm shook her head and looked ahead as the evening sun and moon loomed above them while the train forged its way onward to Manehattan, thinking about the time she had left with Twilight, only two more days… was it even fair that they were travelling and doing other things in this week? She wasn't sure anymore what laid ahead of her for these two days, or what she would do after.

Twilight watched her and started to pay attention to her wings. Storm still owed her study for the training she was getting after all.

Storm continued to generally angle her wings downward and inward, feeling the pressure and stability from it, even as the train hit a bigger bump before settling back onto the rail, she hadn't even budged an inch.

Twilight marvelled at the control and watched her wings, trying to figure out how she did it. Storm chuckled as she watched herself being stared at and continued to stand, a bit more proudly as she noticed the studious look they had.

Storm soon flexed herself and let her wings move to an almost gliding position then leaned like the tower of pisa, using her wings to continue to keep her footing on the roof of the train without issue, provided she didn't get a jolt in the wrong direction. It was a little risky, but she felt like showing off, and the intense studying by Twilight vindicated her.

Twilight couldn't figure out how she did what she did. It made no sense and there wasn't any hint to anything being different from her wings that she saw.

"You don't get it do ya? I'm using my wings and feathers both to give me a downward lift and a slight push to the side, so I don't lose my footing. As long as it doesn't rain, or we don't hit too big a bump, You wouldn't be able to move me side to side at all. Try it!"

"That doesn't make any sense. I do that and it doesn't produce the same result. I'm already using a downward draft mixed with my weight to just stay up here." She said wings open.

"Lemme look." She said, straightening herself gently before walking over to them and giving their wings a closer look.

Her wings were in the same position as Storm's had been.

"You know how to hold your wings, but you're not doing more than that. You've got feathers being blown all over the place! Gotta learn how to flex those muscles too." She replied, poking right at key locations with her muzzle, "Feel it?"

"Yes and they are flexed." She said.

"Wait, really?" she asked, testing it before realizing, "Oh shit, you're not kidding..."

"Yes. I fly every other day and practice a lot to make sure my skills are as sharp as I can get them. I even fly during storms so it tests my ability to control them. "

"Are you bucking crazy!" she asked, horrified at the idea of flying during a storm, "Not with these wings you won't! You'd be tossed about like a leaf."

"Well, I admit I was at first, but then I slowly learned what I was doing and now it's not much of an issue." Twilight blinked.

Storm frowned at her and shook her head before continuing to inspect their feathers, noticing none that needed preening, but everything about the wing just seemed wrong. She inspected further and shook her head, "I don't know how the hay you can even fly. Your wings make no sense!"

"Now you know how I feel about yours and your lack of flapping."

"But… this is how they're supposed to be!" she insists.

"Not back home. Why do you think I'm trying to figure out how you do what you do? Because it makes no sense, but even seeing them in the wind I can't see you doing anything. I have no clue what you're doing.”

Storm frowned and tried looking at her own wings and looked back to hers, "I… I don't know how to teach you how to do it too…"

"Slightly better control with each individual feather adds to a lot of control, obviously." she replied.

"I guess. The ones I see who can do that don't have all that much better control. It makes a difference when performing stunts but not to the degree you seem to be describing."

She shrugged, "I don't know how else to show it to you. I can do this after years of practice, and nopony else can. I don't know why, maybe they haven't tried hard enough."

"Maybe." Twilight said shrugging as she looked at the now set sun. "We should head back inside as it's dangerous up here now." she said before teleporting them back into the car

Storm practically jumped after the teleport and hovered briefly in place before letting herself float down, "Dammit Twilight! That scared the hay out of me!"

She looked at her blinking. "What? It's just a simple teleport."

"Oh sure, call it easy. It's why nopony but you, our Twilight, and her apprentice pony can do it." She shook her head, disbelieving her.

Twilight blinked. "Uh....there are many ponies that can do it. A third of Celestia's School for Gifted Unicorns are quite proficient at it."

"Not here there's not." She said, standing on her hindlegs and crossing her forelimbs, "We've checked. Wanted to save on transportation costs, only way to do that is to fly we found out."

"Oh no, no one can teleport as far as me and the alicorns, but that's more a power issue." She said. "The further you go the more power it takes and so that does become problematic for most people. But simply teleporting a few feet is easy for many. And the less mass you are moving the easier."

Storm shook her head, "That's not the issue either. As soon as we asked about teleporting at all, nopony, and I mean NOPONY, was able to do it."

"Huh… I meant most are only teleport themselves short distances, but that's it. I'm one of the rare few who was able to go a decent distance with others." She shrugged. "Why don't you go get us something to eat from the dining car?"

Storm sighed as she lowered herself down to the ground, taking off the harness before heading to the dining car.

Twilight frowned when she removed the harness as she'd hoped she'd forgotten about it and obeyed. Not to mention she never said she could remove it. Seemed Storm needed more training.

Storm shook her fur coat back into position and sighed, picking up the harness and putting it on a chair before heading to the dining car to get some sweets.

Twilight moved over to the table and sat. Storm soon returned with cookies, cupcakes, and a salad with cherry tomatoes, carrying them all on a tray on her back before she carefully slid it off onto the table.

"I swear I would have tripped on all those straps. I'm surprised I hadn't already." Storm said, enjoying her freedom from that clothing.

"Not sure how straps around your body would trip you up since they are designed to be walked in." Twilight said.

She blushed lightly, ignoring the hanging harness as best she could. It reminded her a little of her father's vest, but better fitting, even though she didn't like her freedom of movement taken away.

"What is it?"

"N-nothing." she said, looking briefly to the harness before burying her muzzle into her bowl of salad.

Twilight smirked. "You may wear it again after dinner Lapdog."

Storm blushed more as she was caught by surprise, then closed her eyes and pretended to ignore them as she took a large bite out of her cookie

Twilight only smiled as she ate her meal. Seems her pet was taking to her training better than it seemed. Storm frowned as she felt like her weak cover wasn't working, not that she expected it to around Twilight.

Twilight used a wing to pat her head.

Storm blushed more and turned away, as if not wanting to acknowledge the pat, while also not wanting to deny it.

"Such a good Lapdog." Twilight smiled before focusing on eating.

Storm frowned, insisting in her head she wasn't a lapdog, but continued to eat, getting her cupcake devoured.

"After dinner, we can practice some more for a bit, as I don't think either of us will be tired enough to sleep for a while."

"Fine." She said, looking forward to moving around once again

"Besides, need to work out the stiffness of the day and get you all loosened up."

"Or just use up some energy period." she added on her own, finishing her cookies and going back to the salad.

"Well, if that's all you want I can think of a few ways to use up energy." She smirked.

"I'm not sparring you again… I'm not crazy." Storm smirked.

"Oh I didn't mean Sparring."

"Oh." Storm replied, not daring to give or guess any other suggestions.

Twilight smirked and ran a wing tip over Storm's stomach, reaching low. Storm froze, shivering visibly as she tried to raise her stomach out of the touch.

"W-what are you doing?"

"Stroking you with my wing I believe is what it's called."

Storm dared to look up at Twilight, to guess her mood and figure out what was coming. She instinctively felt cornered as she saw Twilight looking at her much like how predators looked at prey. She instinctively felt defensive, nervous, as she knew there was no escape, no defeating or outsmarting this predator either.

Twilight patted her head with a wing as she ate her meal. She looked at Twilight for another minute out of caution before finishing off her own meal, wondering if she was off the hook. After they had both finished, Twilight stood and stretched.

"Now then, let's train a little." Twilight said, going to the area near the bed.

Storm stretched as well before following her toward it, wondering if she had something else in mind beyond that sensual stuff she hinted at.

Twilight stopped before the bed. "Now then, you want to learn more of the bipedal style or a bit of the quadruped style?"

"Whichever one. I only got used to fighting on two legs because of Silver."

Twilight nodded as she stood on her back legs with ease. Almost as if it were natural. Storm rose up onto her back legs, trying to imitate their stance and what she had been taught

"Ok, now follow what I do." She said and began to go through various motions and movies

Storm showed her obedience to the training by doing, following the complex motions as well as she was able, having learned from her prior.

Twilight redid them several times. Going a bit faster each time. This went on for a couple hours.

"Ok then. Let's practice what you learned so far."

Storm was left panting as she kept up for those couple hours, never having trained that long except when she sparred with Nightfall. She wasn't out of energy, just weary from the constant pushing herself through that two hours.

"Take your stance." Twilight said, taking her’s while facing Storm.

Storm took her stance, breathing heavily and rising up and down with her chest because of it

Twilight came at her, though she seemed slower than usual in her attack. Storm fended off the attack with one limb and attacked with the other.Twilight dodged and threw another.

This is what occupied the next half hour. Twilight was clearly only going fast enough to push Storm and landed a few good hits while avoiding jetting hit as well.

Storm continued to push herself till she was gasping for breath and lowered to all fours. Twilight stopped and smiled.

"You are getting better. You could easily kick your past self’s flank." She said, patting Storm's head.

Storm snorted, smiling at the comment involuntarily, saying "Still not good enough."

"You'll get there little Lapdog." She said, giving her a small smile

"When I do, you won't call me Lapdog anymore." Storm replied with a smirk.

"Maybe." She said with a smirk. "But then I'd need to call you something else."

"Like what?" She asked, liking the idea of a different nickname

"Don't know. We’d have to see what you were then." she said, gesturing to the harness. "You can put it back on now."

Fire Storm frowned slightly, then headed over to it and put it back on as instructed, even if not eager about it, she got the sparring she wanted.

"Lay in the bed." Twilight ordered.

Storm walked over to the bed, and slowly climbed into it. Storm could hear Twilight approaching the bed, then felt Twilight’s fingers on her back as she started to massage it.

Storm tensed at first before slowly starting to relax into them, the feeling somewhat new to her senses, but quite pleasurable.

Twilight clearly knew what she was doing as her fingers moved with practiced ease and hit every sore spot. Storm would tense, then relax as the pain soon turned to pleasuring relaxation, pleased with the results as they went.

Twilight's finger moved over her back, moving from the shoulders to the base of her wings and slowly getting lower and lower as they danced. Storm shivered and started to unfold her wings involuntarily, just focusing on that tracing that was being performed, its massaging magic being wonderful.

Twilight begin the rub her wings gently yet firmly. Storm shivered heavily and continued to unfurl her wings, feeling quite keenly what she was doing each step of the way, even to where they were pushing lightly upward to expose her sides.

Twilight smiled as her fingers slowly shifted firm working the knots out to more sensual massage of her wings. Storm let out a quiet contented sound as she laid there like putty before her. She had felt hoof massages before but this was on a very different scale, one she was loving.

Twilight fingers hit all the good pressure points in her wings, and then Twilight’s wingtips begin to lightly trace Storm's Cutie Marks.

Storm continued to hold her wings up lightly as she shivered in place, now trying to keep track of all the movements between her wings and flanks. It was more sensual than she expected, but she also just didn't care anymore. She was in heaven.

Twilight switched to rubbing Storm's wings with her wingtips as she began to massage her flanks with her fingers. She moaned softly, feeling even more sensitive on her wings than before as the knots in her flanks started to be more tense than she had realized and she tried not to twitch them away or kick out.

Twilight smiled and carefully continued with her magic, her wings and fingers never stopping as she bound Storm's front legs to her chest and put the spreader bar between her back legs. She was amused how this Equestria didn't seem to have things like these from what she could find. At least, not enough to give any info on them. Even the harness didn't exist. Just some monstrosity of ropes that clearly wasn't meant to be comfortable for the pet like the harness was.

Storm didn't even notice how she was being guided like this, simply complying in order to keep getting these sensations at her body. She simply assumed that it was necessary in order to reach them better later. All her mind comprehended right then was that she must continue to get this pleasure. Twilight’s fingers never let up on her flanks or her wings on her wings as she blindfolded her.

"Such a good Lapdog you are." She said gently.

Storm frowned, disappointed that she was still merely a lapdog, but did not protest. These sensations were just too pleasurable for her to even consider giving them up over what she was to be called.

Twilight kept it up for a few more minutes. "Yes… such a good filly aren't you?"

"Y-yes…" Storm said quietly, barely able to move from how she was propped up and otherwise not wanting to jeopardize the massage.

"Yes, a good little filly." Twilight smirked as she squeezed her flanks.

Fire Storm moaned loudly, closing her eyes as she arched her back in a much more feminine way than she had in a very long time.

"Yes… such a good attractive filly." She massaged, then squeezed as she added, "So obedient."

She blushed, rather glad to finally be complimented in a way that wasn't about getting between her legs like the stallions. Granted, she knew that Twilight was trying to get there too, and yet, it felt like she meant it. She heard the obedient part and smiled slightly as she replied, "D-don't make me… r-resist you. I-I'm not… obedient."

"But aren't you?" Twilight squeezed her flanks and spoke in Storm's ear, "You do whatever your told by whoever is in charge of you. You did as Nightfall said without a thought, and you do as I say now." She massaged, her voice barely able to be heard.

Storm moaned quietly as her own memories betrayed her, showing her how she really did always play second fiddle, never taking direct charge. Even with her one biggest dream, to explore the world and see it all, which she did with Nightfall for a large chunk of Equestria, she didn't do on her own for concern of her parents, who constantly kept trying to push her to go.

Twilight smirked. Her breath barely felt on Storm's ear as she massaged. "Yes, you're such a good, obedient, beautiful mare." She said. Squeezing when she said ‘obedient.’ "Obeying what she is ordered." On obey and ordered, there was a squeeze for Storm on those words.

She gasped and moaned, wings fully stretched outright and trying to rise upward from her body as she mentally tried to resist, and yet her body refused to move as he wanted.

"Yes you’re so good at obeying me, aren't you?" she whispered same as before as she massaged, squeezing on obey and again as she said. "it feels good doesn't it?"

"I-it… it does’n-'" she stopped, gasping as she failed to lie, her body preventing her from finishing the word.

"Yes it does… so good… so enjoyable… so pleasurable… it feels good to be obedient and obey me." She whispered. Squeezing on each positive word and obedience and obey and when she mentioned herself.

Storm continued to pant, unable to speak and was already on the verge of submitting to her pleasure. She couldn't hold back from this trainer, not this time. She continued to think in these terms, how she wasn't going to be able to hide anything, her past, her present, her thoughts, her dreams, nothing would escape her trainer's gaze. 'Perhaps that's why she calls me lapdog… m-maybe she's seen to my very core… is that all I'm able to be? Isn't there more? I want… so much more… than that…'

"You are my. Good. Little. Lapdog." Twilight said squeezing on each word. "Obedient. Beautiful. Strong. My obedient Lapdog."

Storm came, squirting out a little bit of her fluids onto the floor as she felt those words reinforced with pleasure, hearing them echo in her mind. Twilight’s words somehow was keeping her on edge as they continued to say just a little more.

"Good Lapdog." Twilight smiled, whispering in her ear before the earmuffs were placed over her ears and she was gagged again. The only thing left unbound was her wings which were still being rubbed as her flanks were massaged.

Storm kept her eyes closed and gladly accepted that ball in her mouth, though she didn't know why and was left unthinking. She simply quivered in pleasure as a couple minor waves of cool bliss crossed her limbs before leaving her feeling chilled and relaxed.

Storm was blind folded once more and was now bound as Twilight’s wings and fingers went over her body as they pleased the firey mare.

Storm shivered as she felt those fingers, already longing for more contact as her mind was lost to their activities. She felt a tongue slide inside of her, as her tail was raised and bound up. The feathers and fingers never stopped their sensations.

Storm gasped and let out a feminine moan, letting her voice out more readily afterward and shook in place, unable to hold back as the sensations rose again when they didn't stop.

This went on for some time until she orgasmed again, then felt Twilight enter the bed as the massage stopped and she was pulled close, the earmuffs being lifted slightly so she could hear a whisper.

"Good night my little Lapdog." Twilight whispered before the earmuffs were replaced. Storm’s mane was stroked lightly as she felt Twilight's wings around her.

Storm mumbled around her gag, "Good night," and passed out, exhausted.

The petting lasted for a while longer before Twilight fell asleep as well.

Storm slept soundly for some time, until she felt the train jolt her to the side as it hit a sizable bump. Twilight was once again stroking her mane. She woke slowly, moving her body closer to the warmth that was shared, not knowing or caring who it was in that moment.

Twilight stroked her mane smiling as her pet moved closer, burying her face into Twilight's neck like a foal, still blindfolded and deaf, but the gag was gone and her front and hind legs were unbound. Her tail was still up.

Storm sighed happily before stretching her muzzle in a yawn, playfully nibbling at her partner's neck, mumbling afterward, "Are we there yet?"

Twilight smiled and stroked Storm's mane and neck.

Storm continued to nibble, waiting for an answer she didn't know wouldn't come, not even feeling the earmuffs on her head at all. The petting then ran down her back, causing her to squirm.

"You're way too good at that…" Storm commented, speech slurred,

Twilight did it again

She shivered again involuntarily before saying, "You're quiet…"

Twilight slowly removed the earmuffs. "Good morning little Lapdog."

"M-mornin… are we there yet?" she asked with a hint of disappointment, seeming to miss her title of lapdog being said.

"In a little bit." She said patting her head and removed the blindfold before letting her tail drop. "Why don't you get us some breakfast."

She sighed, groaning as she started to get up and moving, trying to get her limbs to respond to their weary drowsiness between the rest, exercise, and sex the prior night.

Twilight watched and ran a wing tip down her spine as she got to her hooves. Storm shivered and nearly fell forward onto her face before catching herself and laughed a single time.

"Not satisfied yet?"

"Hard to not act when looking at such an attractive and strong mare."

Storm chuckled and went to get them some breakfast, a simple meal of toast and butter with some oatmeal. She felt good, really good. Like something pent up had been released finally. She thought back to Dawn and smirked smugly, thinking she clearly got one up on that mare.

Twilight smiled watching her go still in the harness. She doubted anyone but people from back home would know what it was, but Storm had to walk through the private car to get to the dining car and kitchens.

Storm was oblivious to the harness at that moment, and in this mood especially, she rarely cared for the opinion of others. Soon had the food on her back as she walked to deliver it to Twilight.

Twilight was smiling while sitting at the table waiting and looking pleased with her pet.

Storm looked at her confused, "What?" she asked, bringing the tray onto the bed.

"Nothing." She said and used a wing to pat her head. "Good filly."

She shrugged and reached for one of the several slices of toast, eating hungrily

Twilight ate as well. "How did you sleep Lapdog?"

She shrugged, "I was out like a light… I barely remember much of what we did yesterday.”

Twilight smirked. "Awww, how sad. Guess we will just have to remind you later my little lapdog."

Storm felt a shiver go down her back as she started to remember and then started to deeply blush, diving her muzzle into the bowl of oatmeal to hide it.

"Now that is adorable. You must have the stallions falling all over you and a few mares." She said seriously as she ate.

Storm chuckled once through her mouthful of food and shook her head, finishing up her mouthful before replying, "I turned em down long before Nightfall came along. Didn't want to be with just any lame pony."

Twilight chuckled.

"What? There's so many of em out there." she rolled her eyes and sighed.

"I suppose. Wouldn't know, as none are ever interested in me, or at least never try."

"You're the princess of friendship, just about everypony assumes you'll speak up when you want to be with somepony."

"I wasn't always the Princess of Friendship you know."

"You may as well have been," she shrugged, thinking of the one here, who had ascended just a year or two ago.

"I was in my 70s when I did. No one ever even hit on me or anything. Hell, I think Chrysalis is the only one to find me attractive.”

"Geeze, you were practically a grandma by then." she teased

"Hey, I looked damn good for my age." She said.

Storm laughed, "That's fine, I'm not gonna complain, you're looking good now."

She blinked. "Eh?"

Storm waved a hoof and tried to dismiss her outburst, not having meant to give the compliment as a flirt.

"What do you mean?"

She shook her head, "It's nothing, really."

"That didn't sound like nothing."

"I'm saying you're not a lame ol' bird... that's all." She replied, getting a little tense.

She blinked looking confused. It was clear she wasn't complimented like that often.

"What… I say something wrong?" she asked, feeling tense.

"Um… no… just… only Chrysalis says things like that."

Storm chuckled, "Well, now I said it, so you know it's true."

"I guess… I just don't see how… I mean… my legs are cybernetic, I’m the only one like that, my eyes are ruined and I'm covered in scars." Twilight said.

"Well duh, your scars show you're not lame. I mean, I don't get all the metal you have, but still, the scars are cool."

Twilight blinked. "Huh… you part changeling or something?"

Storm got a rather negative look on her face, much like a scowl, "Why?" she asked sharply.

"Because that's traits they admire in others?"

"Didn't know that…" Storm frowned.

"Yea. They admire strength and intelligence and so on."

"Maybe they don't like lame ponies either."

"Not especially. They like strong offspring."

Storm chuckled once, as if content with that answer, "Well… maybe they're not all bad then."

Twilight reached over with a wing and booped her nose.

She shook her head and looked up at Twilight confused, "What was that?"

"You've never been booped before?" She asked blinking.

"I've never been what?" she asked, thoroughly confused.

"Um… what I just did is called a boop." Twilight binked again.

"The hay is a boop and what's it for?" Storm asked.

"Um… this is a boop." She said and booped her nose again. "And… it's just something done to people you generally like?"

Storm shook her head again and then laughed, "that's one weird greeting, but ok."

"Not sure if its a greeting or just something done as a sign of affection."

Storm looked out, and saw the edges of Manehattan approaching, "Looks like we're here."

"Yeah." Twilight nodded, finishing up her meal and running a wing tip over Storm's teats

Storm arched her back as she was touched in an effort to lift them away from the touch, surprised and looking at her startled.

"What? I'm not allow to do things to my Lapdog?"

"I… t-that is…" She stammered, trying to protest and resist still, yet finding herself unable to, adding to her confusion.

Twilight smiled and patted her head. "Why don't you get our things together, and you can take the harness off if you want."

Storm readily took it off and folded it to leave it on the bed before gathering their belongings, eager to perform some actual work.

Twilight slipped the harness into Storm's bag. "Consider it a gift little Lapdog"

She opened her mouth to protest, but the whistle blew, announcing their departure as soon as the train came to a stop, cutting her words off. She sighed and left it in her pack, not sure how she should feel, but admitted she would wear it again for her or for Nightfall when her time was up.

Twilight took the form of Stonewall and donned her pack before heading for the door. Storm followed close and kept an eye out around her as Twilight stepped off the train, where the others stood with their duffle bags

Storm carried the twin saddle bags and looked over to the others as she wondered where they would stay as a group at night.

"To the station lads." Stonewall smiled.

They nodded and followed as she led the way.

Author's Note

Is it weird i am rather proud of the interctions between Twilight and Storm in this interlude?

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