Author's Note

Ribbon Twist's Dance
Written by Mint Twist

Contains: BDSM themes, rope bondage, sensual kinky dancing

Ribbon Twist's Dance

Ribbon tapped her hoof against her chair, adjusting her kimono-like robe as she looked across towards her partner, a familiar light pink unicorn sitting opposite herself. The pegasus took a brief moment to let out the breath she’d been holding before turning her attention to the series of bundled up ropes between them. “Everything seem to be in order?”

Fleur, her safety rigger, nodding in response while she slipping the bundles to her counterpart. “All the ropes seem to be good for your show… Though this one seems to be a little bit sticky…”

“Wait what!?” The pegasus cried out, a red tint on her cheeks as she shot out of her chair to grab the rope only to find it perfectly clean. “Fleeuuur...” She groaned in embarrassment, only to find Fleur grinning sweetly right above her.

“Ribbon Twist, Fleur de Lis, you’re welcome to come on stage whenever you’re ready.” A voice called from across the back room. Ribbon huffed as Fleur just giggled in response before they lifted out of their chairs.

“Looks like things are just about ready for you, then.” Fleur smiled as the pair stepped out from the backroom, entering the back of the stage. It was a rather plain area, around fifty hoof lengths total with a rig set up in the center, curtains draped slightly off on either side of the stage.

A small round of hooves clapping greeted them as they entered from the wings, Fleur moving away to the side as Ribbon Twist took to the center of the stage. As the brief applause died out from the crowd, the pegasus took the moment to glance upon the crowd. Around twenty or thirty ponies sat before her, each gazing at her.

The mare took a deep breath and tempered her thoughts. With a small nod between each other, Ribbon began her work with Fleur turning on the music player. A sweet melody filled the air as the pegasus stepped forwards onto the stage, glancing upon the crowd as she undid her robe. One of her hooves pulled the garment down from her shoulders one at a time, revealing her bare fur beneath it as it fell to the ground.

She reached down and tugged out one of her bundles of rope from the robes, letting it uncoil and fall with one end still gripped between her teeth. She let her wings spread wide as she slide onto the ground before the crowd.

As she moved onto her back, she let the pink rope slip around each of her thighs, knotting it around her hips as she gave a small seductive smile to the audience between the knots. With two more loops, she tucked the rope between her legs, letting them slip smoothly, mere millimeters away from her exposed nethers.

She finished her harness with a small giggle, looping the excess right under her belly, taking the briefest moments to show off her taut webs that nestled into her fur, exposing her inner thighs with a few swishes of her tail.

Ribbon lifted herself up, rolling over onto her hooves once more, letting her body roll up from the ground. She grabbed another rope and carabiner, letting it unravel so she could grab the middle. She folded it in half quickly, slipping it through the metal device and snapping both onto her own harness.

A flutter of her wings gave her the small amount of lift up to stand up on her rear hooves and slip the rope ends through the center ring of the stage, letting them slide down a few hoof lengths until she could grab them once more. She worked almost immediately, tugging down on the ropes hard as she felt the weight on her hind legs lessen almost immediately. The pegasus gave another two quick pulls onto the pulley, pulling her off the ground and carrying her upwards.

She felt her harness pull on her rear as it took the weight from her legs, using the moment to make sure each rope was rubbing against her body correctly before she tied off the knot right beneath the central ring. The mare let her foreleg slip around the rope, resting her upper body weight on it as she leaned herself back.

Her rear hooves kicked softly, as if she’d been swimming as she let herself invert. As she let go of the rope, she began to spin on the rope, her legs pulled up over her head, letting her forelegs reach up to squeeze the crooks of her legs. With only the rope holding her, her form began a gradual spin around the ring, showing her off to all of the crowd.

The mare held the position as she spun, hanging akin to a helpless slave, only missing a pair of ropes around her ankles to firmly secure her, and her open body for a master. Her tail bounced behind herself, almost seeming to tick as she swirled before them, showing off the beautiful bindings overtop her figure.

Ribbon panted, feeling some of her sweat start to drip from her body as she started to move once more. One of her forehooves moved from its position, pressing against the ground below her, and let her begin to pull herself upwards. Her left hind leg pressed in against the ropes, allowing her to wrap an arm around it to hold herself in the upwards position.

The pegasus grabbed another rope as she lifted upwards, already letting the bundle fall unwind as she slipped it upwards. Her neck stretched up as she reached towards her hoof, wrapping it around her exposed ankle, and securing it a hoof length from the ring as well. She smiled a little as she guided her leg down until it held taut, letting her other leg rest against it before she tied off the knotting.

With two spots of her body secured, she let her upper body fall once more, this time to a 45 degree angle. She pushed herself against one of the ropes, rotating, and letting the carabiner move from her belly to the side of her hip, turning herself sideways to face the crowd.

As she posed herself gracefully, she flexed her legs and rear, adjusting herself to better show off the tight rope that knotted around them. The pegasus didn’t let the moment last too long, however, moving up to readjust herself. With that came another bundle of ropes unwinding against her figure. This time however, she kept herself inverted, using the angle to slide the ropes around her chest and under her forelegs. She rocked her shoulder blades as she lifted up the ropes and began her web across her chest, taking careful, but quick note to give her rope plenty of space away from her neck.

Ribbon curled the remaining rope around the center as she wove herself a new harness around her upper body, rolling her shoulders to make sure she’d be able to move around in the bindings. She unfurled another line from the bundles and with a deep breath, she curled her body upwards towards the ring. With a carabiner to secure the rope to the harness around her chest, she quickly worked to secure the new line to the ring above her. However, as she tied off the knot securing herself to the rig, she flexed her form once more, grabbing the retaining knot on the rope securing her hips and gently slipping it free.

Using that same rope, she started to bind her second leg up, almost like cuffs, she curled and wrapped the knot just like her other leg. She worked fast, making sure she had it correct, her core as firm as she could to maintain her position to work. Her jaws moved up to the knot holding her other leg up. With practiced motions, she let each of her legs fall from the top of the rig, slowly descending downwards like clockwork, keeping the weight on her jaws and chest harness before she secured each knot.

She slowly released each rope from her jaws, letting some of her weight press onto each limb before she sighed out her breath, releasing the muscles in her belly. She wiped some of the sweat from her brow, stretching out some of the muscles to keep herself from cramping.

With a moment of rest, she slipped around within her self-contained bindings, one on each of her hind legs and binding her chest. She curled some of the rope around her thighs as she hung with her back to the ground, her forelegs seemingly tied in a knot against her chest as she spread her legs in a seductive, yet simple figure. She finished off the moment with a sultry gaze between those exposed thighs, the spirals of the bindings on her legs revealing themselves to the audience.

She could feel the light ache of her muscles within her chest and legs, dwelling and focusing herself with another deep breath before she continued her performance. Her legs slid back towards each other, rubbing right against each other before slipping past. Following her momentum, Ribbon rotated herself, letting the rope slip through her harness from her chest to her back.

With her body almost in a straight line, she began her next movement, her legs starting to tuck underneath her body, though with a taut rope binding each of her ankles, her entire rear rose instead, arching to let her legs curl in against her. At this point, she finished her new shape, spreading out those legs from her sides to stabilize herself into an arrowhead.

This time, she could only manage to turn her head to the side, glancing behind herself with the familiar grin peeking around her perked up tail. As she held herself, her forelegs moved, pressing against her back as her wings slowly revealing themselves; a brief flap letting her once again spin on the ropes, almost idle as she basked in the audience’s attention.

Following the half-minute of slight rest, the pegasus slide her forehooves out from behind her back and stretched herself out so her backside lifted once more. This time, however, she spun around from that position, letting her chest and legs slip close together. With her bindings so close together, Ribbon easily worked between each knot on her leg, undoing the rope works that bound her ankles to the ring. With each leg she gracefully released from her restraints, she’d feel a bit more pressure onto her chest harness, but she didn’t mind the weight.

With one last knot to keep herself suspended, she fluttered her wings to reduce the tension in the rope before unraveling the binding, letting herself seem to float down from her hanging spot, her hind legs landing down onto the solid floor first, while the rope slowly unwound from her jaws.

Once her weight was firmly off the rope, she clipped off the carabiner and settled onto all four of her hooves. She took a pause for a brief moment to rest her tired muscles before she gave the crowd a bow, still dressed in all of her harnesses. A flurry of claps arouse from before her and she found herself blushing as she rose up.

A pink aura of magic glowed around her ropes and robe, tucking them off to the side as the pair of performers gave a final glance towards the small crowd before departing from the stage.

“I think that went pretty well, don’t you think?” Fleur smiled towards her companion as they returned, already working on bundling the ropes in her magic as they walked.

“Yeah, it went just about how we rehearsed.” The pegasus nodded in response, “Though I feel like it was missing a little bit more, something…”

“Hmm? Something? Well, if you want, we can go back up there and I’ll bind you up like a the rope slut you are and we can see if we can’t find that something~” The tall unicorn grinned softly, making Ribbon squeak.

“Ah, well, I’m sure we weren’t missing something that dramatic…” She said, her cheeks hot as she shooed away the teasing mare with one of her wings.

“Don’t think that cute blush of yours will get you out of your bindings this time. We’re going to be heading down to the cum dumps to see if we can’t get you that something you’re looking for.”

“Fleeeeuuuurrr!”