Pinkie Pie -- with her arms full of candy, strawberry syrup, and Reddi-Whip -- stumbled down the hallway toward her bedroom as Midnight dragged her by her nightie. Pinkie’s snatch was dripping wet from watching her friends engaging in foreplay during what was supposed to be a “naughty” game of Seven Minutes of Heaven.

“Pinkie, I want to thank you for inviting me, ” said Midnight in a sultry tone, “not just verbally, but also physically.”

The girls entered the bedroom, Pinkie set the contents of her hands on the nightstand and had Midnight lock the bedroom door. “Oooo, that sounds like fun,” Pinkie replied.

Midnight seductively ran her hand through her curly pink, purple, yellow and orange hair. “It will be.” She pulled Pinkie in close and pressed her lips against the pink-haired girl. Pinkie pushed back using her tongue to part their lips. They remained that way, rapidly breathing through their noses while fondling each other’s tits. “You taste like strawberries, Pinkie Pie,” Midnight whispered as their lips broke contact.

“Yeah, I eat a lot of strawberry frosted cupcakes,” Pinkie said with a giggle.

“Really? Is there anything else that tastes like strawberries?” Midnight asked, running her hands up Pinkie’s nightie.

Pinkie reached into the pile of goodies on the nightstand and pulled something that resembled a pair of handcuffs from it. She dangled it from one of her index fingers and with a devious smile, said, “Help me put these on and you can find out.”

Upon taking the object from Pinkie, Midnight realized it was a pair of handcuffs made from gummy candy. She stretched each opening enough for Pinkie to slide her hands through before pushing the party host onto her own bed. She then started looking through the pile of sweets on the nightstand and found some ropes of taffy; each measuring approximately three feet long. This could be interesting, Midnight thought as she bound Pinkie’s cuffed wrists to the headboard.

“How are you going to take my nightie off with me tied up?” Pinkie asked as Midnight removed her own.

Midnight spanked Pinkie on the side of ass cheek. “Hey! From now on you will call me Master.” Midnight smacked Pinkie’s ass a second time. “Understood?”

“Yes, Master.”

Midnight slid Pinkie’s nightie up slowly, pausing every inch or two to lick her stomach. “Mmmm, delicious.”

Each time Pinkie got licked, a jolt of euphoria shot through her body. “Oooo, I like that,” she giggled. “Oh, I mean, I like that, Master,” she quickly corrected.

“Mmmm, very good,” Midnight praised. “Now… your turn.” She moved so that her crotch was above Pinkie’s face.

“That looks yummy, Master!” Pinkie exclaimed as Midnight slowly lowered her dripping snatch onto Pinkie’s mouth.

Midnight began to moan softly as Pinkie’s tongue probed her love canal. “That's the good slave that I heard about.” She began to slowly bounce on Pinkie's face while her pussy was being penetrated. “Oh, fuck yes! You are so talented with your tongue.”

Pinkie continued to lick the dripping snatch of the Thestrian-born[1] girl, causing her to howl in pleasure. She started to flick her tongue side-to-side across Midnight's clitoris. “Does this please my master?” she asked during a brief pause.

“Oh yes,” Midnight moaned. “You're the best bitch I've had to please me since I moved here.” She reached back and slapped the side of Pinkie's ass. “Suck it. Suck it hard.”

“Yef, Mafter,” Pinkie said before sucking gently on Midnight's engorged clit.

Midnight slapped the side of Pinkie's ass again. “I said suck it hard, whore,” she shouted.

Pinkie silently obeyed her master and sucked harder on her clit. Midnight felt her toes begin to curl as the impending orgasm made its way through her body. Her body stopped bouncing as she leaned forward to hold the headboard for support.

“Я кончаю!”[2] Midnight shouted as her fluids flowed from her pussy. Pinkie’s face became soaked with Midnight’s cum as she fell forward against the wall.

“Mmmm. You taste yummy, Mistress,” Pinkie said with delight as she licked her lips.

“You... better believe it,” Midnight panted. “Now… I’m gonna untie you… then we’re gonna have some fun. Understand?”

“Yes, Mistress,” Pinkie answered.

Midnight grabbed a bottle of strawberry ice cream syrup and popped open the lid. She turned it upside down and allowed a single drop to fall on each of Pinkie’s nipples. Pinkie shuddered slightly as the sticky liquid left a thin coating over her sensitive teat.

“Oh, Mistress…” Pinkie moaned as some of her fluids began to leak from her already aroused womanhood.

“You like that?”

“Mhmm…”

Midnight turned the bottle upside down again and drew a thin line from between Pinkie’s tits, down her chest, over her belly button and stopped at her clit. “I bet you love this. All the candy and sweets being used to get you off.”

“Ungh, yes… Mistress,” Pinkie sputtered as her breath started to become ragged. “M-may I have more?”

Midnight closed the bottle of syrup and grabbed the can of Reddi-Whip. After giving it a few shakes, she sprayed some of the whipped cream around the party girl’s nipples, covering the areola on both tits. A devious smile appeared on her face as she then turned the can toward herself and covered both of her breasts entirely with the dairy dessert.

“Say… how would you like to cum, my little party whore?” Midnight asked as she added some Reddi-Whip to Pinkie’s clit.

“I would love t-to cum, Mistress,” Pinkie begged.

“Hmmm, I think I can allow that… but first you need to clean this mess that I ‘accidentally’ made on my tits,” Midnight ordered.

“My pleasure, Mistress,” said Pinkie, licking her lips.

The two traded places on the bed so that Midnight was laying down and Pinkie was sitting up. Pinkie leaned down and began to slowly lick the whipped cream off of Midnight's firm breasts. The methodical approach by Pinkie had Midnight shutting her eyes tight to fully enjoy the sensations flowing through her body. Pinkie, noticing her master’s enjoyment, slowly snaked her hand over Midnight's pubic mound and inserted two fingers into the already juicy cunt.

“Yes, Pinkie!” Midnight shouted. “Give it to me! Now! I command you to… to make me…” Before she could finish her sentence another river of pussy fluids rushed from her insides, coating Pinkie’s hand. “I… I want your… hand,” Midnight said as she caught her breath. “Allow me to taste myself. Then I will give you what you deserve.”

Pinkie paused, looked at her hand, then slowly lowered her hand so it could be licked clean. However, before Pinkie could insert the first of her fingers into Midnight's mouth, the dominant partner leaned up and hungrily sucked on each of the pink fingers.

“Hehe. That tickles, Mistress,” Pinkie giggled in anticipation of her turn to finally get off.

“Now… on your back, slut,” Midnight commanded. As the two girls switched positions once again, Midnight grabbed Pinkie by her ankles and dragged her to the edge of the bed. “Let's see if you taste any sweeter with all this syrup on you.”

Midnight began licking the syrup off of Pinkie, starting from her navel and moved toward her tits. Pinkie moaned loudly as the moisture from Midnight's tongue caused a tingling sensation from the breeze from the ceiling fan.

“Master, this is just… wowza! Oh, that feels… mmm… p-please clean my nipplie-nips,” Pinkie cried in pleasure.”Ooo… yes, Master Midnight!”

Midnight retraced her previous motion by dragging the underside of her tongue along Pinkie’s skin. Pinkie continued to shutter as she did her best hold back her climax. As one last act of torment, Midnight stopped just above Pinkie’s clit, grabbed the strawberry syrup and squeezed a generous amount of the sticky liquid onto Pinkie’s inner thighs.

Pinkie squealed in delight as Midnight eagerly lapped up the syrup that was mixing with the juices exiting Pinkie’s cunt. Midnight inserted her tongue into the sweet, pink taco which elicited a squeal so high-pitched that it could break glass.

“Are you trying to wake everyone up?” Midnight hissed.

Pinkie bit her lip and shook her head.

“Good. Now keep it down, bitch,” Midnight growled before continuing her work on Pinkie's snatch.

Midnight began rubbing Pinkie’s clit as she probed the inside of her love canal. She finally found the g-spot and as a result, Pinkie began having convulsions.

“I… OH FUCK!!! Keep g-going… I'm gonna… I’m c-cum… I'm cumming… Mi-Midnight… FUCK YES!!! I WANT IT…” Pinkie shouted as the impending climax continued to build. “Ooo… Shit this… I-I h-hope you're r-ready…” With a firm thrust of her hips, Pinkie squirted her vaginal fluids all over Midnight's face.

“Holy shit,” Midnight said as she sat up. “Are you a squirter, Pinkie?”

“Not… not normally. I mean, I've done it... a few times before… but never that strong,” Pinkie gasped.

“Well,” Midnight began as she wiped her face with her fingers, “I’m glad I could help.” Midnight looked at the bed and floor. “This is going to take a while to clean up.”

“Nah. I’ll just change the sheets and then we can take a shower so the bed won't get nasty,” Pinkie said, smiling as she unsteadily stood up and headed to the linen closet.

“Sounds good,” Midnight said as she followed Pinkie out of the bedroom.

Author's Note

[1]Thestria is a fictional part of Russia in this AU.

[2]"Я кончаю!" is Russian for "I'm cumming!"