Leatherbound Shadows

Sunny Flare biked all the way from her home to Twilight's street. The Shadowbolts forewent the idea of meeting up at the mall again today, instead leaving Sunny Flare to get there by herself and suffer her humiliation alone.

Left out to dry, Sunny Flare ruefully thought. She found a bike rack and chained up her bike nice and neat to discourage thieves.

Sunny Flare stood, looking at the chains with a blink. She wondered if she was going to end up chained the way her bike her was bound. Sugarcoat and Sour Sweet had been coy about the exact details of what their treatment entailed, but from what Sunny Flare could infer, it wasn't the most ... everyday thing. Sunset and Twilight must have been just a touch kinky.

Sunny Flare went up to the house and banged on the door. "Open up! It's Sunny Flare, from the Shadowbolts. I'm here for my turn!"

Twilight opened the door, getting Sunny Flare with a big smile. "Welcome! I'm so glad to see you again, Sunny Flare! Now that you're here, we can -"

"Yeah, yeah, cut the crap, Twilight," Sunny Flare. "Where's the collar? Let me see the collar." She held out her hand.

Twilight blushed and cleared her throat. "Of course." She moved away from the door and returned with the collar and leashed draped over her wrists.

"Give it here." Sunny Flare snatched the assembly from Twilight's hands and put the collar around her neck herself. She would be damned if she would let Twilight embarrass her and degrade her the same way she had done to Sugarcoat and Sour Sweet, and taking the collar and putting it first - her choice, not Twilight's - was the first step in that.

"Gosh, Sunny Flare." Twilight adjusted her glasses and spoke in a patronizing tone, seeing the obvious power play for what it was. "I'm so glad you're cooperating on this. Usually I have to fight to get the collar on."

"Well, that's because unlike me, the others aren't smart," Sunny Flare hissed. "Now let me in."

Twilight moved aside and let Sunny Flare in. She glared at the back of her.

"So, what comes next?" Sunny Flare asked.

Twilight slammed the door shut, startling Sunny Flare. Twilight hung her head and sighed, adjusting her glasses. The light reflected off the lenses and obscured her eyes, making her look soulless. The entire room darkened, or so Sunny Flare thought.

Twilight raised her head and chuckled, and the room brightened up.

"Normally, we'll do something with our 'pet' before we get around to the main event,' Twilight said. "Like go out for a walk or try to discipline them."

"You're not going to discipline me," Sunny Flare said, pointing to herself proudly. "I, for one, do not need disciplining. If anything, I'd say it's you and Sunset that need to be disciplined, after what freakshow you put Sugarcoat and Sour Sweet through." Sunny Flare looked around the living room. She went to sit down on the couch. "You got any snacks?"

Twilight's eye twitched. "Sure. Just gimme a second."

"Make it quick," Sunny Flare said, crossing her arms and putting a leg on the coffee table. "I get into a bad mood when I'm hungry."

"No, really?" Twilight said dryly. "I never would have guessed."

Twilight whipped out her phone and sent out a brief text.

Sunset, get down here. Sunny Flare's insufferable. I don't know how much more of this I can take by myself.

"All right, all right," Sunset came down from the stairs. "What's going on, Twilight? I'm sure it can't be that bad." She put her hands on Twilight's shoulds and patted Twilight to assure her.
Twilight pointed to Sunny Flare in silence. Sunny Flare was looking back at them over her shoulder.

"Before you two take your panties off and start fucking, would you mind getting me my snacks?" Sunny Flare said. "Some cookies or crackers would be. Maybe even goldfish."

"Whoa!" Sunset said. "Who said anything about fucking?"

"Oh, please. Look at yourselves," Sunny Flare said. "There is obviously something going on between you. I can practically smell it from here. You're hot for each other. But that's not really my problem. What is my problem is, where are my damn snacks?"

"I see what you mean," Sunset whispered to Twilight. "Here. I'll go talk to her."

Sunset went up to the couch, shyly rolling her hands together to appear non-threatening. "Now, Sunny Flare, you really shouldn't talk to your friends like that."

"Ah," Sunny Flare interrupted her, holding out her hand. "I can't think on an empty stomach. Either go get my snacks, or talk to the hand. You know what, never mind, I'll go get myself." Sunny Flare moved to get up off the couch.

"No, no, please!" Sunset said. "That's not necessary. We'll go get your snacks for you. Does a bagel and some cream cheese sound acceptable?"

Sunny Flare mulled it over. "Acceptable, yes. Now hurry up." Sunny Flare leaned back into the couch. "The sooner you get food into me, the sooner I can stop being nasty."

"Oh. Ooh, so that's something you can control, is it?" Sunset said. "Or rather, can't?" she added harshly. Before Sunny Flare could reply, Sunset spoke to Twilight. "Come on, Twilight. Help me in the kitchen. I don't know where you keep everything."

"Sure thing," Twilight said, and followed Sunset into the kitchen.

After they got in, Sunset peeked over the corner to make sure Sunny Flare wasn't paying attention to them.

"She's insufferable!" Sunset whispered. "I see what you mean! It's like you can't do anything without her contesting you on it!"

"Yeah," Twilight said. "Any idea on what to do?"

"No," Sunset put a hand to her forehead. "No, I'm sorry to say, Twilight, I have no ideas about what to do. Sugarcoat gave us her own idea. Fluttershy helped us out with Sour Sweet ... but it's almost like she doesn't want to be dominated, and she doesn't want our friendship lesson. Why is she even here in the first place?"

"Wait," Twilight snapped her fingers. "That's it." She got out her phone and began typing.

"What's it?" Sunset asked.

"Fluttershy helped us with Sour Sweet," Twilight said. "So that means the next thing we should do is get help from one of our other friends with Sunny Flare."

"Where is that bagel!?" Sunny Flare shouted from the other room.

"Coming! We just haven't been able to find everything. Twilight's brother sure made a mess." Sunset shouted back, her voice as sweet as it could be. "Which one of our friends would possibly want to help us with this!?"

"I know just the gal," Twilight answered, putting her phone up to her ear.

Sunset sighed. "Fine. You do that. I'll go get her stupid bagel." Sunset rummaged through the kitchen, opening up the upper cabinets and setting the bagels down on the kitchen table.

Twilight faced away from Sunset as her call went through. Confusion ensued as she heard what she knew was Rarity's phone ringing in the house, though quiet.

"Rarity?" Twilight spoke.

"Twilight, darling," Rarity said. "I was just about to call you."

"About what?" Twilight said. "Where are you?"

"About that. I'm outside your door, darling."

"What!?" Twilight exclaimed, then checked the door to see if she drew Sunny Flare's attention. Sunny Flare only had a quizzical look to throw Twilight's away before turning her attention to the TV.

Twilight hunched down and spoke softly.

"Why are you outside my house?"

"Come to the front door and I'll show you."

Twilight tiptoed across the living room. "Sunset will be right out with your bagel," she assured Sunny Flare.

"She better be," Sunny Flare muttered. "It feels like this has been taking forever."

"Do you mind if we have a guest over?" Twilight asked. "Wait, don't answer that, this is my house."

Twilight went up to the door and opened it. Rarity stood on the front porch, and Twilight couldn't believe her eyes when she saw what Rarity was wearing.

A leather suit, complete with a halter top, some studs down her right shoulder, a skirt and books that reached up to her thighs, and a riding crop resting across her arms.

"Rarity?" Twilight exclaimed.

"Ah," Rarity put a finger to Twilight's mouth. "Save the shouting for later, Twilight. There's no need to fret." She stuck the riding crop down Twilight’s shirt and pulled her close. "Your mistress is here."

Twilight wiggled her way out and tossed the riding crop off. "I can't deal with this right now. I need to go deal with Sunny Flare."

"Oh, but Twilight, don't you see?" Rarity asked, grabbing Twilight's shoulder to keep her from running inside. "This is a perfect opportunity. You need help dealing with Sunny Flare, and I ..." Rarity pressed the end of the riding crop against Twilight's chin. "Need someone to dominate."

Twilight blushed. She squinted at Rarity. "How long have you been planning this?"

"A few days," Rarity said. "It all started when I saw you with Sugarcoat in the park. Seeing that made me realize that I wasn't alone, that I wasn't a freak just because I was into bondage. I'd have come by to join the fun sooner, but making your own dominatrix outfit takes time, especially when you have to custom order the leather. Shall we go inside?"

"I think we shall," Twilight cleared her throat. "Sunny Flare! I brought one of my friends over."

A resounding "Whatever!" came from the living room.

Twilight went back inside the house. She looked at Rarity, who remained outside. "Aren't you going to come in?"

"And spoil my big debut? No, no, darling! I need to savor the moment. I need to make an entrance!"

Twilight gave a questioning glare.

Rarity sighed. "One day, if you ever get into the fashion world, you'll understand."

"Right." Twilight returned to inside. "So, Sunny Flare, do you want to meet my friend?"

"No," Sunny Flare answered.

"At least turn around and look, just for a second?" Twilight said. "I promise I'll leave you alone after this."

That was an offer too good for Sunny Flare to pass up. She threw her her head and shoulder on the back of the couch.

"Ta-dah!" Twilight threw her hands in the air as Rarity hopped into the room, doing a pirouette and twirling around before coming to a rest, snapping the riding crop by her thigh.

"Well, darling?" Rarity asked, holding her high in arrogance. "What do you think?"

"Meh." Sunny Flare returned to her resting state on the couch. "I've seen better leather outfits."
Her words deflated Rarity like a dart through a balloon.

Rarity self-consciously rolled the handle of the crop in her hands. "I suppose you could consider it a work in progress."

They both heard Sunny Flare's stomach grumble.

"Damn it, people! I'm hungry! Where is my snack?" Sunny Flare clutched at her belly. "At this rate, I'm going to need a full four-course meal!"

"Ta-dah!" Sunset entered the room, holding up a platter.

Twilight's jaw dropped. Rarity was in a questionable outfit, but Sunset had her beat.

"Twilight?" Rarity asked. "Darling, whatever are you staring at? You shouldn't let your mouth hang like that." She made a soft gasp when she saw what made Twilight lose control herself.

Sunset was wearing a kitchen apron ... and absolutely nothing else. Her cleavage and thighs were exposed, as well as her back and her ass.

"That's certainly something," Rarity muttered.

"I don't think I even have an apron," Twilight whispered back.

Sunset brought her platter over to the couch. On it were a number of bagels, each with different spreads on them, including cream cheese and blueberry jam.

"Here you are, my lady," Sunset placed the platter down on the coffee table. "Bagels, as requested."

"It's about time," Sunny Flare said eagerly. She picked a bagel and took a big bite, chewing it rapidly and swallowing it with a loud gulp. "That's better." She finished the bagel. When she was done, she wiped the crumbs off her face with a napkin, the way a proper lady should, at least as far as Rarity was concerned.

Sunny Flare noticed Sunset Shimmer hovering over her.

"Can I help you?" Sunny Flare asked.

"Come on, Sunny Flare," Sunset brushed a hand through her hair. "You don't notice anything ... different?" She waved her hand down her face, gesturing to her cleavage.

Sunny Flare took one look at her and said "No." with a completely straight face. She went back to eating her bagels.

Sunset frowned. Her eye twitched. Her fingers wiggled. She thought undressing and wearing nothing but an apron was the perfect power move, but Sunny Flare had shut it down with a single word.
"Sunset?" Twilight asked, feeling the tension rising in the room. The heat from Sunset's temper floated all the way over from Sunset to Twilight, and it turned Twilight on, for some odd reason, like she wanted to lay down and let Sunset pin her down beneath her foot like a sex toy. But

Twilight controlled her desire and recognized someone should probably talk Sunset down for the greater good.

"That does it," Sunset hissed, storming out of the room.

"Does what? You know what, if it doesn't concern me, I don't care."

Sunset came back into the room, still naked, but trading the apron for her jacket. She clutched something in her hand.

She marched in front of the couch. Sunny Flare looked at her.

"Oh, for Pete's sake, what now?" Sunny Flare wailed. "Can't you let me eat my bagels in peace?"

"No," Sunset said. "No more Ms. Nice Gal, Sunny Flare. I've had enough of your crap."

"Really?" Sunny Flare asked with a grin. "That's too bad."

"Yes, it is." Sunset held out her fist. She opened it, revealing a geode.

"What do you have there?" Sunny Flare asked.

"Look, Sunny Flare," Sunset said. "Just look."

"I'm looking," Sunny Flare said impatiently as nothing happened.

"Keep looking," Sunset said.

"When does something interesting happen?" Sunny Flare asked. "Because if doesn't happen soon, I'm going back to my bagels."

"Right about now," Sunset said. The geode glowed, pulsating out different colors, rotating between all the colors of the rainbow, starting with red and going to violet.

"What are you ..." Sunny Flare asked. Her eyelids felt heavy. She couldn't keep them open. "What is ... how are you?"

"Shh," Sunset put a finger to her lips. "Relax, Sunny Flare. Relax."

"Re ... lax," Sunny Flare repeated on a delay.

"Listen to the sound of my voice," Sunset said. "Let it pierce through you. Let it penetrate - and dominate - your mind."

"Penetrate ... dominate my mind," Sunny Flare repeated, her pupils becoming featureless except for a single color that matched whatever color the geode was producing.

"Speaking of penetrate," Sunset said, "you're so high and mighty, aren't you? So much better than all the rest of us. Is that what you think? That's what you think, isn't it?"

"Yes," Sunny Flare admitted.

"I'm going to fix that for you.." Sunset moved the geode closer to Sunny Flare's face. "You’re not better than anyone else, Sunny Flare. In fact, I’d almost say you’re worse."

"Uh, Sunset?" Rarity said.

"Quiet," Sunset snapped. “But there is something you can do, Sunny Flare, to bring yourself back up to others’ level. You can help them. If you help people, that makes you a better person, got it? Not acting like you’re better - being better, and being better means helping other people with their problems, even if it’s hard, or gets your makeup dirty.”

Sunny Flare groaned, and to Sunset, it sounded like a protest.

Sunset tapped a finger on the geode, and the glow it emitted intensified.

"Repeat after me," Sunset said. "I will help others"

"I will help others," Sunny Flare repeated.

"No matter what it takes."

"No matter what it takes,," Sunny Flare repeated, nodding solemnly.

"Close your eyes," Sunset said. Sunny Flare did so. Sunset reached into her jacket and pulled out a night mask, which she put around Sunny Flare's eyes.

"I'm going to snap my fingers. When I do, Sunny Flare, I want you to wake up as an eager helper, ready to help anyone with anything without asking too many questions." Without waiting for an answer, Sunset snapped her fingers.

Sunny Flare jerked awake. She bit her lip and shifted on the couch, taking on a docile sitting position.

“So! Sunset! What can I help you with today?" Sunny Flare asked, rolling her hands together.

"I have some friends who need your help," Sunset said. "Rarity, Twilight, come on. Help me get her to the garage."

Rarity looked at Twilight. Twilight shrugged and gestured for Rarity to roll with it.

Sunset guided Sunny Flare into the garage and set out a stool for her to sit on.

"Sit," Sunset commanded, patting the stool.

Sunny Flare giggled and obeyed. Sunset pulled a handkerchief out of her pocket and tied it around Sunny Flare's eyes as a blindfold.

“Also, take your clothes off,” Sunset said. “All of them.”

Sunny Flare turned to the direction of Sunset’s with a questioning expression. “Um … I’m not sure about that.”

“It’s for a good cause,” Sunset said, “we’re going to donate the clothes to charity.”

“Oh! Well, in that case …” Sunny Flare happily set about taking off her clothes, stripping down until her pale body stood completely nude.

"So, Sunset," Rarity asked, tapping her chin, "now that we have Sunny Flare in this position, what are we to do with her?"

"Wait here one sec," Sunset left the garage and returned with her backpage. She set it on the floor, unzipped, then dumped its contents out onto the garage floor, which included a variety of dildos and microphones.

"And you just happened to be carrying all these things on you?" Rarity asked.

"What? No. Don't be silly. I wasn't carrying them until at last after we finished with Sugarcoat," Sunset answered, as if this was a satisfactory explanation that precluded any other questions, some of which Rarity had that were valid. "Here. Voice changers and functioning dildos. We’ll tell her they’re students Twilight’s tutoring who need with some relief before they can focus on their studies. We’re gonna make her think she's being used by like, nine different men."

"Isn't that a tad extreme?" Rarity asked.

"Rarity, did you come here to dominate someone, or not?" Sunset asked.

Rarity pursed her lips and made warbling non committal noises with her mouth before answering. "Yes."

Sunset thrusted a voice changer and a dildo into Rarity's arms. "Then dominate. You take the first turn."

"If you insist, darling," Rarity went around to the back of Sunny Flare. She examined Sunny Flare’s position on the stool.

“This needs a little … something, it’s so plain,” Rarity said. “I know.” She snapped her fingers. She grabbed hold of Sunny Flare and adjusted her position, then whipped out some fuzzy handcuffs and attached Sunny Flare’s wrist to the stool’s leg with her cuffs.
That done, Rarity turned her attention back to the toys.

"Now, Sunset, when you say functioning dildo, what does that mean?" Rarity asked, fumbling with the toy. She accidentally squeezed the end of it and caused what looked seemed to be jizz to shoot out. "Oh my! Sunset, what did you do to get this?"

"Not what you're thinking," Sunset said. "It's just water that's been slightly salted and dyed white with some coloring. Now, put the mic to your mouth, pick a setting, then shove it up her ass. Now pretend you’re a student Twilight is tutoring." She rolled her hand around in a circle. “Go!”

Rarity adjusted the dial on the microphone and put it up to her mouth to speak. "Hello?" She was taken back when her voice came out as a deep-voice man. She looked at Sunset with surprise.

Sunset, frustrated, made a hole with her fingers and plugged her finger into it.

Rarity nodded. "So, Sunny Flare," Rarity said with the mic, "how are you feeling today?"

"Like helping," Sunny Flare answered with relish.

"Are you now?" Rarity asked. "Why don't you prove it to me and bend over? Lean lover and let me have a look of that cute ass of yours. I’ve been so distracted with my studies lately. I haven’t been able to focus on anything but sex lately."

"Sure thing!" Sunny Flare leaned forward on the stool, putting her ass crack where Rarity could access it easily. "My goodness, you have such a sexy voice."

"I get that all the time," Rarity said proudly, as if this was her real voice. She pressed the dildo up against Sunny Flare's asshole and twisted it as she shoved it up. "Tell me about yourself, Sunny Flare."

Rarity pumped the plastic cock in and out while Sunny Flare moaned from the intrusion.

"I'm a Shadowbolt from Crystal Prep," Sunny Flare said. "I'm friends with Lemon Zest, Indigo Zap, Sugarcoat and I like to help people. I’ve been brought here to help - um. What am I helping with again? Ah!" She moaned and panted as Rarity continued working.

“Some guys Twilight’s been tutoring,” Sunset whispered, cupping Sunny Flare’s chin. “They’ve been hormonal to the point they can’t focus, so you’re helping them get some sexual relief. Remember?”
“Oh, that’s right!” Sunny Flare said happily. “Take as long as you need, Mister!”

“Are you sure about that?” Rarity jerked the dildo, and Sunny Flare grunted. “I could take an awful long time if you let me. I like to take things slow.”

A bead of sweat ran down Sunny Flare’s face. “Well, maybe not too slow. Your cock is kind of uncomfortable in my butt like that.”

“Is that right?” Rarity said, pumping the dildo slightly. “I guess maybe I can finish it early, if that helps.”

“Whatever helps you the most!” Sunny Flare said happily.

Rarity squeezed the end of the shaft, squirting salted water all over the inside of Sunny Flare’s ass crack, making a mess and painting it white.

"It's so wonderful!" Sunny Flare moaned as the fake jizz seeped out of her bottom and onto the garage floor. “Doesn’t helping others feel great?” Sunny Flare said.

“Oh yes, it does,” Rarity agreed.

"Out of the way, Rarity," Twilight said, and Rarity thought she heard an almost predatory note of malice in her voice. "It's my turn." Twilight picked up a mic and a dildo and bumped Rarity out of the way with her hip.

"Howdy," Twilight said, speaking into a mic that made her voice sound deeper and vaguely southern. "Mind telling me who you are, sweet thaaang?" Twilight asked.

"Sunny Flare," Sunny Flare answered, panting. "Crystal Prep's resident helper. I love helping people! Even if … " she winced slightly. “Even if it means getting cum up my butt.”

"Do ya now?" Twilight asked, shoving the toy right up in Sunny Flare's butt-hole, the leftover dredges of the previous toy allowing it to slide in with ease. "I say, that's mighty interesting to hear. Mind telling me how you long you've been a helper like this, sugar?"

"For as long as I can remember," Sunny Flare said.

"Memory is so unreliable, isn't it?" Sunset quipped under her breath, and Rarity felt awkward, thinking about certain events that occurred recently.

"I remember the first time I really enjoyed helping someone,” Sunny Flare said. “It was Sugarcoat. She wanted some help coming up with insults, especially for this one girl named Twilight Sparkle. She really wanted to knock her down for some reason. I don’t remember why. Something about some games or something?”

"Knock down, huh?" Twilight said. "That sounds like a good idea." She enunciated 'idea' as though it had an r on the end. She curled up her fingers around the mic to protect it, then punched Sunny Flare in the back, knocking her off the stool and onto her knees.

“Ow!”

"Bend over," Twilight said, almost snarling.

“No! That hurt! I need a moment!”

Twilight raised her feet and pressed it into Sunny Flare’s back. “Do it.”

Sunny Flare whimpered, but submitted, letting Twilight push her down until she was standing like a four legged animal.

"Sunset?" Rarity asked, alarmed by Twilight’s display of viciousness. "Does Twilight seem all right to you?"

"Yeah, she's fine," Sunset said. "She gets like this sometimes when she's in the mood and turned on. She just gets really into it."

"Huh," Rarity said.

"On your hands and knees, slut," Twilight said into the mic. "I'm gonna ride you harder than a stallion in heat rides a mule."

"Oh, yes! Sure!" Sunny Flare pressed her hands into the floor and leaned forward to give Twilight better access to her bum. "Whatever you need help with!"

“Whatever I need, huh? If that gets you off, happy to oblige!" She rammed the dildo as far in as it would go, then took it back out and rammed inside again before squeezing the base and making it shoot its synthetic cum all over Sunny Flare's insides.

"Oh wow!" Sunny Flare answered, moaning and shaking. "I can almost taste it."

"Do you want to taste it?" Twilight asked as she took the wet dildo out. "Cuz I make it you taste right now, sweet thang."

"No, no!" Sunny Flare answered, dropping to her stomach. “This is fine! Whatever you want is fine. I am here to help you. For you.”

“Whatever I want, huh?” Twilight rubbed her chin with a contemplative look. “Maybe I’ll …” She looked over to see Sunset gesturing to her to cut it short.

"My mistake, sugar," Twilight said. "Looks like one of my friends will have to be the one to take care of you."

"Friends?" Sunny Flare said with surprise, her eyes going wide. "Friends, plural? Lots of friends?
Friends who need help? All at the same time?"

"Oh, there's an idea," Sunset said. She hummed pleasantly as she grabbed two dildos in one hand, then picked up a third and handed it to Rarity.

"Come on, help me with this one," Sunset shoved one dildo up into Sunny Flare's buttocks, then a second one, plugging it in such a way that it made Sunny Flare's ass look like a storage compartment.

Rarity made an unsure hmm.

"It'll be fine," Sunset assured her. "Stop worrying. If we ever get too far, I'll pull you and Twilight back."

"That's what worries me, darling. How do you decide what's too far?"

"Look, do you want to help, or not?"

Rarity chewed on her lip for a moment before deciding yes, and plugged the seventh dildo into Sunny Flare's ass as well.

"Ooh!" Sunny Flare moaned. "There's so many men inside me!"

"Yes," Sunset said, then realized she wasn't using the mic. She grabbed one from off the floor and spoke into it. "Yes, Sunny Flare. You've got a whole lot of men inside you, just the way a good slut like you likes it, right?" She grabbed one dildo and gently rocked in and out, careful not to knock the others out of place.

"Yes!" Sunny Flare moaned. "I like it! I love having so many men inside me at once!" Sunny Flare guffawed and giggled. "It’s so nice to help the most people you can at the same time!”

Sunset adjusted a dial on the mic, changing her voice. "Soon, sweet thang, soon," Sunset said, now sounding like a pawn shop owner.

"When we ..." Rarity began, making the same mistake as Sunset. She grabbed a mic.

"Are you guys okay?" Sunny Flare asked. "Your voices sound funny… "

"We're fine," Rarity assured her, now speaking into the mic.

"Besides, a slut like you shouldn't worry herself about our well-being," Sunset growled. "You should only worry about how many of us are in you at once, and how that makes you feel."

"It makes me feel wonderful!" Sunny Flare said, her smile returning. "Sweet heavens, I would love it if you would all cum into my ass at the same time!"

"Not yet," Sunset answered on the southern setting. "We need to have our fun with ya first."

"What if - what if I do this?" Sunny Flare asked, begging and desperate. Her ass clenched, sucking the dildos in further.

Sunset pretended to moan. "Oh my! That is mighty fine. Maybe if you do that a few more times, we might just let you have it."

"Oh yes, oh please, please," Sunny Flare begged, clenching and unclenching her buttocks, the dildos pumping in and out.

"I say," Rarity said, adjusting the dial to where she sounded Russian, "they certainly make their sluts ready and willing around these parts, don't they?"

"I'm ready! I'm willing!" Sunny Flare said. “I want to help!” She moaned and panted. Sunset was sure her eyes had rolled to the back of her head by now.

Sunset and Rarity squeezed the dildos softly, letting Sunny Flare’s ass have a little bit of fake cum from each one before taking the dildos and replacing them with a different set - this time of four, two for Rarity and two for Sunset. They pumped the toys in and out of her and stirred them around, mimicking the sensation of aggressive, territorial men fighting each other for the coveted space that was her slutty asshole.

“Oh yes!” Sunny Flare moaned, exhaling sharply. Her vagina twitched and leaked out a drop of pre-cum. “So many … I’m such a good … helper … slut … oh, I can’t track of them all! How many students is that now?”

“A lot,” Rarity hissed.

Twilight noticed the state Sunny Flare’s vagina was in. She picked up one of the dildos and turned it over in her hand. She got a devious grin on her face and walked in front of Sunny Flare.

"Twilight?" Rarity asked with the Russian voice still on. She moved the microphone away from her face. "Twilight, what are you doing?"

"No way am I going to let you two have all of the fun," Twilight answered, and raised the dildo up high, spreading her legs like she was a gunslinger in an old western movie. She aimed it at Sunny Flare's face.

"Now, Sunny Flare, you love getting it in the ass, right?" Twilight asked.

"Use the mic!" Sunset hissed, and tossed a mic to Twilight. Sunny Flare didn't seem to notice this time, to Sunset's relief.

"Sure!" Sunny Flare said. “As long it helps, I’m - aah! - down for whatever. Ooh!”

The mic gave out screechy feedback when Twilight turned it on. "But ... you wouldn't be opposed to trying something else, would you?"

"No!," Sunny Flare said. "Not at all! Not if it will help! What do you have in mind?"

"Cum," Twilight answered. She got on her knees and stroked Sunny Flare's chin. "Thick, heavy cum splattering all over your cute, chubby little face ... would you like that?" Twilight pinched Sunny Flare's face. "I'm sure you would. A slut like you doesn't have a lot of standards, does she?"

"No," Sunny Flare said, "she doesn't! Okay. Lay it on me, you hot stud!"

Twilight nodded to Sunset and Rarity. Sunset understood grabbed the base of two of the dildos in Sunny Flare's ass, but Rarity took a minute to grasp what was being communicated. She grabbed the third one.

Twilight resumed her western stance, aiming the dildo square at Sunny Flare's face.

"On three," Twilight said. "One, two ... three!"

She, Sunset Shimmer, and Rarity all squeezed the base of the toys at the same, producing an enormous bath of fake cum for Sunny Flare that in her hypnotized state, she was so turned on by she then produced real cum, squirting into her panties as her snatched twitched in joy. Her face was given an even white coat, Twilight moving the dildo back and forth as to cover every inch of Sunny Flare's cheeks. Fake cum from the dildos piled up and leaked out of Sunny Flare's ass like wax from an expired candle knocked on its side. It slid between her ass cheeks and dripped to the floor.

“Oh my goodness, I’m such a slut!” Sunny Flare moaned as squirts of cum shot out from her vagina onto the garage floor. “I can’t believe that I would let myself be creamed by so many men at once, but here I am, loving every second of it, because that’s what it takes to help others! And I … love helping … ooh ...” she panted and stuck her tongue out as her orgasm slowed to a halt, though not before making a big splash on the floor.

“I assume, darlings, you have something to clean that up with?” Rarity asked.

“I think we’ll manage,” Twilight said, licking her lips. She tapped Sunny Flare on the cheek like Sunny Flare was a beer bottle she was assessing the emptiness of. “I think she’s about done, Sunset. Why don’t we clean her off and send her home?”

“Because I want to give her a present,” Sunset said. She rooted around Sunny Flare’s skirt and pulled out Sunny Flare’s phone. “Something to remember us by.”

Sunset pulled up Sunny Flare’s blindfold and held the phone in front of her. Sunny Flare turned to face her and looked at Sunset as if she had never seen another human being before.

“Sunny Flare, can you unlock your phone for me?” Sunset asked.

“Sure,” Sunny Flare answered, still giggling. A drop of leftover cum oozed down her slit. She took the phone and unlocked it, then moved to give it back to Sunset.

“Hold onto it for a just a second, will you?” Sunset asked. She grabbed Sunny Flare’s hand and raised it up, angling it so that it looked straight down at Sunny Flare’s cum-soaked ass. Sunset got into the camera app and snapped a few pictures.

“There,” Sunset said. She replaced the phone into its proper place. “Whenever you start thinking you’re too good for others, Sunny Flare, I want you to pull your phone and look at those pictures, and think fondly about this time. The time you were a low-down, good-for-nothing-but-sex slut who let guy after guy take his turn with you and had nine men cum straight into your ass in a row, because that was you needed to do, to be, to help others. Remember that, and be humbled.”

“Okay,” Sunny Flare said, not really thinking about what she was agreeing to.

“Let’s get you cleaned up,” Sunset said, helping Sunny Flare to her feet. She guided Sunny Flare to the bathroom, took off her clothes, and helped Sunny Flare to wash the cum (real and fake alike) off her body.

After that was done, Sunset dressed Sunny Flare in a towel and bade her to wait in the living room while she ran Sunny Flare’s clothes through a wash to make sure there wasn’t a trace of what they’d done to her on them. When the clothes were finished, Sunset redressed Sunny Flare, sat her on the couch, and brought out her geode.

“Okay, Sunny Flare,” Sunset said. “Look at the geode.”

“I’m looking,” Sunny Flare said, her eyes transfixed on the geode.

Sunset rocked the geode back and forth, spinning it and rolling it between her fingers. “I’m going to count to three and snap my fingers. When I do, I want you to wake up from your trance and not remember anything that happened while you were hypnotized. Except for one thing. Whenever you catch yourself acting high and mighty, like you’re so much better than everyone else … I want you to remember and think about that time you let nine men ride your ass in a row. Because what was you needed to do to help them out. Maybe, once you do that, you’ll start acting a little nicer and helping others instead of just yourself.”

“But I doubt it,” Sunset muttered in an aside. “Ready?”

“I’m ready, mistress.”

“Mistress,” Twilight said. “It sounds good on you, Sunset. Mistress Sunset. Sounds like the name of one of the better pornos.”

“If you say so!” Sunset said nervously, like she didn’t fancy her name being attached to a porno. “One, two, three.” Snap went Sunset’s fingers, and Sunny Flare jerked as she went back into her pre -hypnotized state.

“Where am I?” Sunny Flare asked, taking a look around the room. “What happened?” Her eyes fell on Sunset and she remembered what she was doing there. Most of it, anyway. “Oh, that’s right. It’s you.” She rubbed at her stomach. “Huh. I’m not hungry anymore.”

“Yeah, that will happen once you’ve had one of my patented bagels,” Sunset said cheerily.

“Good,” Sunny Flare got to her feet, pressing her knuckles to her hips. “I don’t know what is you two think you’re trying to pull here, but I’m not gonna let you do the same thing to me as you did to Sugarcoat and Sour Sweet. I’m … too good … for ...” she trailed off and rubbed her head.

“Anyway,” Sunny Flare said, her voice and posture softening, “I should probably be going now.”

“If you feel you must,” Sunset said, as if she was sad to see her go.

“Ow,” Sunny Flare, touching the spot where Twilight had pressed a foot into her back and wondering why she was sore there. Her knees hurt, too, come to think of it.

Sunny Flare left the house. Once she was outside of its boundaries, she whipped out her phone and searched through the pictures on it. She found the one of her ass leaking cum and blushed, finding it to turn her on more than anything. She checked to make sure no was watching her, then pressed the button to copy the picture she could have a backup. She went home.

“All things considered,” Rarity said. “That was quite an impressive showing, girls. I didn’t think you had it in you to be on top like that. Well, maybe Sunset, but Twilight? That’s quite a surprise.”

“Watch out for the quiet ones,” Twilight said, adjusting her glasses.

“There’s just one thing that’s bothering me, though,” Rarity said.

“Oh?” Sunset answered as she brought the tray of bagels from the couch to the kitchen. “What would that be?”

“Since when and how do you know how to hypnotize people, Sunset Shimmer?” Rarity asked. "And how do I know you haven’t used on me, or Fluttershy, or any of our friends?”

Sunset chuckled. She grabbed Rarity’s shoulders and pushed her out the door. “Gee, Rarity, it’s been so great having you over, but Twilight and I have a lot of chores to do and when we can’t focus with you in that top, so bye-bye! Have a good day! TTYL!”

Sunset threw Rarity out the door, then slammed the door and locked it.

Rarity was disturbed. Not only had Sunset not answered her question, but far as she could tell, every room in the house was spotless. There was no need for chores.

What was Sunset hiding?