The Master and Twilight Sparkle
The gramophone needle set down on the record, filling the room with the sounds of smooth jazz as Twilight Sparkle hummed merrily along to the music. Contrary to what others may think, Sombra was a fan of old school jazz, big band and swing music, as opposed to heavy metal or screamo. With the rose petals spread across the bedsheets, she lit some candles and sandalwood incense, breathing in its sweet aroma. While it seemed like she was overdoing it, the truth was that it'd been a week and a half since the two had last made love and Twilight was itching for her dark prince's touch. Ever since his coronation, Sombra had been busy with his duties as one of Equestria's newest alicorn rulers and took his responsibilities very seriously, though he ensured to set aside some well-needed "private time" for the two of them.
Oh, that's him now! Twilight smoothed over her new outfit, being sure to take out all of the wrinkles, and carefully laid down on the bed, imitating a pose she once saw in a Playcolt magazine. Hoofsteps thudded up the stairs before stopping in front of the door. Is he carrying something? It sounded like he just put something down. The door slowly opened, revealing a dark gray stallion, a white cloak draped over his shoulders and his scarlet eyes full of love and affection.
"Hey Twi-ai-ai!" The look on Sombra's face was priceless. Twilight laid on her side, with one hindleg curled up on top of the other and her head supported by her hoof while the other rested on her hip. What made the alicorn's jaw drop, however, was the black lace negligee and knee-high stockings that hugged his marefriend's purple body.
"I take it you approve?" Twilight teased, sensually rising from the bed, her hips slowly swinging from side to side. It was utterly satisfying for the mare to be the seducer for a change, to see Sombra shaking from pure lust as she made her way over to him.
"Wow Twi, you look...sexy," Sombra finally stammered, much to Twilight's delight.
"Thanks Sommy," Twilight cooed with a bat of her eyelashes, her hooves sliding up his broad shoulders. "I've been waiting all day for this. I even picked out this nice outfit for you. I'm so glad you like it." As if Sombra's wide-eyed gawking wasn't enough, the telltale erection he was sporting was proof that her flirting skills had improved exponentially. "Let's take this off," she whispered and Sombra's cloak fell to the floor, allowing her to drink in the sight of his toned body and impressive wingspan.
Without warning, Twilight found herself yanked forward and her mouth crushed against Sombra's, his lips practically feasting on hers as his tongue massaged the inside of her gums. She returned the kiss with gusto, moaning and writhing in his forelegs, her body humming with pleasure at the return of her lover. Too many nights of clopping to pictures of Sombra made her hunger for the real thing and that absence made his touch that much more sweeter. And then, like being snapped out of a good dream, he released her to catch his breath, his eyes burning with raw desire. Twilight would never tire of those eyes or the way they moved over her body, constantly taking in every detail and committing it to memory.
"Twilight, as much as I love what you're doing-whew!-I think that...we need to discuss something."
Wait, what? The unicorn cocked her head at this. "Discuss what?"
Sombra stole a momentary glace down the hallway. "Um, why don't you sit on the bed and I'll be along shortly, okay?"
Twilight didn't like where this was going, especially since he'd gotten her juices flowing, both literally and metaphorically, but decided to humor him. She took a seat at the foot of the bed and watched as Sombra levitated a large cardboard box into the room and set it down onto the carpet, handling it as though it was filled with treasure. Twilight's eyes were immediately drawn to the box and whatever mystery it held inside of it. Sombra then knelt in front of Twilight, took her hoof in his and drew in a deep, anxious breath. "Listen, I've given it some thought and I was wondering...could it be alright if we tried some BDSM? Only a little."
While not what Twilight was expecting, it made her jaw drop nonetheless. "You want to do...what?"
Sombra blushed and scratched the back of his neck. "I would like to...tie you up and spank you before we have sex. And...I would like for you call me, 'Master.' It's a roleplay thing. You know, dominance and submission?"
Twilight exhaled the breath she didn't know she was holding in. "I know what that is. I'm just a little...shocked that you'd want to do that. Are you a sadist?"
Sombra looked away shamefully. "I think so. It's mostly a power fantasy but yes, it would excite me to smack your butt and hear you whimper. It wasn't something generally accepted in my time but I'm given to understand that it is in this era or at least more common. I mean, there's books and films on it!"
Twilight sat frozen on the bed, shifting around as she absorbed the new information. Looking back, it kind of made sense where this new interest would come from. Whenever they made love, Sombra was commanding and passionate, taking charge to be the seducer and to make her feel hunted, which excited her to no end. But this? She liked to think of herself as a pretty normal mare with kinks of her own, one of which she wanted to try out one day, but was never into the heavier stuff.
"I see. And..." She closed her eyes, focusing on what she was saying next. "If I agree to this, you promise it'll just be bondage and light spanking? No freaky stuff? No...whips or chains?"
Sombra solemnly looked into her eyes. "I swear. I'm not into stuff like that. I want to please you, not hurt you."
His soft gaze was promise enough. "Alright. But if I want to stop, we stop. Understood?"
Sombra rose to his hooves. "Agreed. We'll need a safe word and once it's used, I stop. What'll it be?"
Twilight thought for a moment and grinned. "'Strawberries.'"
"Of course it is. Very well then. If you say, 'Strawberries,' then I stop and we'll never do this again."
"Deal. Now tell me, what's in the box?"
Sombra lit up his horn and the box's opened up, tilting on its side so that Twilight could see its contents. She was expecting kinky sex toys but was somewhat disappointed. There was rope, hoofcuffs, a riding crop, a small leather paddle and a dog collar, which was all kinky to be certain but not so over-the-top perverted. The dog collar was wrapped in a purple haze and levitated in front of Twilight. She stared at Sombra, finding that his expression had become serious, almost stone-like.
"Put it on."
His voice was commanding like a business executive but still had enough warmth to it to let her know that he was just acting. Twilight momentarily eyed the collar before reluctantly placing it around her neck and slipping the tongue into a punch hole, feeling it tighten as she secured it in place. Sombra smiled and patted Twilight's head, giving her the feeling of being a dog instead of a mare. Then again, I did agree to this. Maybe this is par for the course?
The riding crop appeared in Sombra's hoof. "I want you to kneel on the floor. This will be 'The Position.' When I tell you to, you will get into it and stay in it until I give you further instructions. Do you understand?"
"Y-yes."
Sombra bent over so that the two were at eyelevel. "What was that?"
Twilight realized her mistake too late when she was turned around and felt the leather of the riding crop on her flank. It was a love-tap but still stung somewhat and was...actually kind of erotic. She was by no means a masochist but that swat on her hindquarters was kind of amazing. Maybe this could work after all.
She bit her lip and nodded, "Yes...Master."
"Good girl. Now...assume The Position."
Twilight slid off of the bed and knelt down, her hooves shaking at the sight of Sombra looming over her. She hadn't realized how much she liked him controlling her in the bedroom until now. The gray alicorn stroked Twilight's mane, letting the tip of the riding crop trace the contours of her body. He let out a satisfactory growl, a deep, chest-rumbling sound that had that fire in Twilight's belly burning brightly. Ugh, just take me already!
"Very good. If you be good, then I will reward you. If not, then you get punished. Do you understand?"
"Yes, Master!" Twilight agreed a little too eagerly.
Sombra placed the riding crop beneath Twilight's chin and motioned for her to rise, which she did without a fuss. Circling around her, he sat on the edge of the bed and chewed his lower lip. "Hey Twilight? Are you doing okay so far?" He asked concernedly. It was somewhat amazing how easily he could slip in and out of character. It was kind of a shame that he never became a stage or film actor. "I hope I'm not pushing you or anything."
Twilight's heart did a backflip. "I'm okay. It's actually a little arousing." They were acting out his fantasy but he was still concerned with her wellbeing. Well, I guess it's time that I showed him how much that means to me. She knelt right in front of his crouch and took his erect penis into her hooves, drawing a surprised gasp from Sombra. It dawned on her that as many times as it had been inside of her, she'd never once had it in her mouth and this had her licking her lips with anticipation. Well, first time for everything.
"Twi? Are you sure you're okay with this?"
Giving him the most smoldering expression she could muster, Twilight replied, "Yes I am...Master," before lowering her muzzle onto his cock. The first thing that Twilight experienced was the salty, musky taste as she lapped at it, her tongue fervently caressing the head with several licks. From the groaning sounds above her, it sounded as though Sombra was thoroughly enjoying himself, which brought a smile to her face as she inched him farther and farther into her mouth. There was no way the whole thing was going to fit but Twilight made do with the first few inches, her head bobbing up and down as she reached a hoof down to her soaking-wet marehood. Stroking the swollen lips, she gasped onto Sombra's dick, viciously licking it as she flicked at the aching flesh.
"S-stop," Sombra managed and lifted Twilight's head up, the two of them struggling to catch their respective breaths and gazing into each other's eyes. "Stand up," he demanded, to which Twilight complied, rising up to her hooves on shaking limbs. "Lay down on the bed." The mare wordless followed the command, her insides burning with passion but wishing to return to her hocks. No, I want to obey my Master. I want to please him.
A length of rope leapt into the air and lashed itself around Twilight's pasterns, securing her to the headboard as Sombra stood in between her unbound hindlegs, his eyes burning with desire. "I like you like this."
The way he seductively growled those five words left Twilight trembling. If voices could induce orgasms, then she would've came at least six times by now. This time, Sombra held the paddle in his hoof, gently sliding it against Twilight's thighs, lubing it up with her free-flowing juices. "You'd made quite the mess, haven't you? I think a little...discipline is in order, don't you agree?"
A purple haze surrounded Twilight, briefly lifting her into the air and flipping her around onto her stomach. She knew what he wanted and a squeal of bliss passed through her lips, even before the paddle made contact. SMACK! Twilight moaned, gasping for air and turning slightly so that she could look back at Sombra. His chest was heaving, shuddering orgasmically as he brought the paddle down again. SMACK! If her hooves weren't tied up, Twilight would be furiously clopping herself to the pain. SMACK! SMACK! This last impact stung much more than the others and was the final straw for Twilight; she released a whimpering moan as she climaxed, panting loudly as she exhaustedly slumped onto the bed.
Twilight had no words for what had transpired. She was currently laying practically braindead, her tongue tolling of her mouth as she recovered from her orgasm, her ass pleasantly sore from the light spanking and barely registered it when Sombra magically turned her over, being mindful of her smacked bottom. The alicorn dipped the paddle in between Twilight's legs, gathered up the juices and, making eye contact with her, dragged his tongue along the paddle. Twilight could feel the fire reigniting in her nethers at the display. Sombra licked his lips, "You've been a good mare. It's time for your reward."
Casually tossing the paddle aside, he climbed onto the bed and bent down to sniff Twilight's marehood, deeply inhaling and growling arousingly, his scarlet eyes peering deeply into her violet ones. He lowered his head as if to start dining but merely held that position, as if knowingly teasing her. What are you waiting for? Please, please, don't make me wait! "M-Master? Please..."
To her relief, that wicked, wicked tongue darted out of Sombra's mouth and caressed the outer lips, parting them and sending the very end inward. Twilight laid her head back, her breath hitched and her chest burning as every nerve in her body came to life. His hooves seized her hips and drew them up to give himself better access, sliding his tongue deeper and deeper, filling Twilight up as her eyes rolled to the back of her skull. The first time that they'd done this was perfect but thankfully, it got better and better every single time and one of these days, Twilight was convinced that she'd orgasm to death as a result of Sombra's finesse. Hey, there were worst ways to go.
"Nggh...ah...ah...AHHH!" Twilight shrieked, her vagina clamping around Sombra's tongue and then releasing it, allowing him to slid it back into his mouth and lick his lips. "Mmm, thank you, Master."
"You're welcome, Slave." Sombra then encased his still-erect penis in a small purple aura before he crawled on top of Twilight, a wicked expression on his face. More rope flew out of the box, tying the unicorn's hindlegs to the footboard and leaving her completely to her master's mercy. "However, we're not quite done yet. Now I'd like to fuck you."
"Yes, Master," Twilight barely answered when Sombra's lips encased her own in a hard kiss, tasting herself on his tongue as it wiggled inside her mouth. Then, without warning, fireworks exploded before her eyes as she felt his rock-hard cock drive through her lips and deep inside her womb. "Ahg...gah...Sweet Celestia!" Twilight's world was on fire; soft lips laid kisses up and down her throat as Sombra thrust inside of her, pulling in and out in long strokes. Twilight squeaked and moaned as she felt herself coming close, due to Sombra's ministrations becoming much more rapid and forceful.
Finally: "So-oooombraaaa!"
The couple laid with Twilight's back to Sombra as he stroked her mane. When he came shortly after Twilight, Sombra untied her and held her in his forelegs, switching from dominate sex-meister to loving coltfriend, whispering reassurances into her ear. As great as the sex was-and this time was definitely no exception-and how much Sombra usually pleased her, it was always the post-coital snuggling that Twilight enjoyed the most. Aside from basking in the aftermath of their lovemaking, it also made her feel close to Sombra, filling her with a sense of warmth and safety in his forelegs as he held her tightly to his chest. It made what they shared all the more special.
"Are you alright, Twi? I hope I didn't go too far."
Twilight rolled around so that they laid chest-to-chest and chuckled, "For the hundredth time, I'm fine. You went just the right amount. Honestly, I didn't expect to enjoy it as much as I did."
Sombra grinned victoriously. "I noticed. And I'm touched that you agreed to this. You trusted me enough to let me take control and that I wouldn't harm you in any way."
Twilight kissed him and smiled, "Of course I did. I know you were just acting and that you'd never hurt me. And if you wanted to do this again, I'd be more than happy to do it. Just promise me that there'll be no weird stuff. I don't want to come over here one day to find you waiting with something to shove up my ass."
"Cross my heart and hope to fly, stick a cupcake in my eye," Sombra swore and nuzzled her, breathing in her scent and sighing contently. "Although, if you asked-..."
"No."
"Okay, okay, I get you."
The next morning, Sombra awake with a start, feeling something was out of place and reached up with both hooves. What in the name of Tartarus? He was wearing the dog collar, which had been chained to the left rear bedpost. Funny, I remember tossing it across the room last night. He tumbled out of bed and began to tug at the chain, wondering where the hell Twilight was when a husky voice proclaimed:
"Oh good, you're awake. You've been skipping school again, haven't you?"
Twilight stood leaning against the doorway, her long mane in a bun and a pair of glasses leaning down the bridge of her muzzle. What was shocking, however, was her attire, which consisted of a collared, button-down blouse, a necktie, mini skirt, stockings and high-heel shoes. She was rapping a yard stick against an open hoof, her eyes relaying a message as clear as day: I want you and we're going to do this MY way. It seemed as though Sombra wasn't the only one with a kink that he wanted to experiment with. And this didn't bother him in the slightest.
"Twilight?"
The yard stick flew out of Twilight's hoof and rapped Sombra on the forearm, causing him to hiss and draw his foreleg back. Twilight frowned and crossed the room, bending over so that she could look him in the eyes. "That's Miss Twilight to you, Mr. Sombra and I must say, you are in serious need of...disciplinary action." Her gaze, combined with the way she purred her words immediately sent all of the blood in Sombra's body rushing to his boner, something that the mare noticed and clearly enjoyed. It's no problem; I can let a mare take control.
"I'm sorry, Miss Twilight. I guess I need some extra tutoring, don't I?"
Twilight chuckled at this and gave Sombra a light kiss. "I love you. Now, the safe word is, 'Detention.'"
Sombra gulped. Sweet Celestia, I've created a monster!
Author's Note
And scene! Boy, this was a lot of fun to write and I hope y'all enjoy it as much I did. Now, I'm not used to writing anything pornographic and I only have a limited knowledge of BDSM so feel free to correct me but please be nice about it.
The title comes from a novel called "The Master and Margarita" by Mikhail Bulgakov, although the novel has nothing to do with sex; I just liked the title. I'd recommend it as it is pretty sharp and witty.