Cadance watched her while she made to wash away the remnants of their evening meal. She could see the stiffness of her movements that limited her petite figure, each effort she made a jerk of the body. It was clear distraction had set in and taken hold with severity.

Unfortunately, it was something she’d noticed for the last week, with no end in sight.

“Twi? Babe?”

Twilight said nothing at first, still working away at the dishes with the soaked-through sponge, more intent on grime than on conversation.

“Twilight!”

“Ah! Sorry, I’m- sorry…” Twilight nearly dropped the plate in her hands as she gave a start, turning to her lover with a shamefaced expression. “What were you saying, Cadance? I must have zoned out a bit.”

“You’ve been zoned out for a while now,” Cadance remarked, putting aside the bottle of wine and coming over to the young girl to hold her in her arms. “You’ve been a little distant lately. Is everything alright?”

“Huh? Oh yes, yes, everything’s fine!” Twilight said, perhaps a little too hurriedly. “Mom and I were looking over some things for college this week, so I’ll be ready to leave when summer ends. Everything’s been great.”

“OK…” A small start of suspicion. “Is your mom suspecting something about you?”

“About you and me? No, she… she knows I’m with somebody but doesn’t know who. I guess she could make a guess and just told me to use protection. She must think it’s another guy.”

“Hmm…”

Twilight gave a false smile and tried to turn back to her work on the dishes- only to be immediately wheeled back around by Cadance and suddenly gifted a passionate, delicious kiss . Fierce, inviting, and lustrous it was until Twilight was at last released from Cadance’s luscious lips and left gasping for air.

“Feel better?” the older woman teased.

“Ohmygosh.”

“Now… babe,” Cadance purred, her fingers playfully plinking along the buttons to Twilight’s top. “I know something’s been on your mind. Why don’t you let me know what’s going on? Is something bothering you?”

Twilight mulled over her thoughts for a moment before giving a sigh and returning Cadance’s wet kiss with a gentle peck of her own. “I’m sorry. I know I haven’t been much fun lately. I’ve just been distracted by something.”

“What’s the something?”

“Well… it’s Rarity,” Twilight said. “Ever since we- we, well- you know- it’s been weird. She won’t talk to me at all. I’ve tried texting her, even calling her, and nothing. We were all supposed to hang out together and she didn’t show up.” The young girl looked up at Cadance with a worried look. “Do you think I did something wrong? I know we all were a little, umm, tipsy, but I feel sort of wrong about it.”

Cadance hoped the lurch she felt in her stomach didn’t rise up to flash in her eyes, a sensation made all the worse by a sudden vibration notification from her phone. It would have to be dealt with at another time, preferably when she was far more alone. Right now, however…

“What do you feel bad about?” she asked.

“Well…” Twilight hesitated. “I think- I don’t know, Cadance, it’s a little silly.”

“I’m all for silly.”

Another bashful look, yet Twilight kept gazing longingly into Cadance’s eyes. “Well… I love you. And I just don’t feel right about what I did, that’s all. I think I got a little too drunk, and it was-” Twilight was flushed, and struggled to continue. “I don’t think that sort of thing was me. Cause I just want you.”

Cadance’s initial reaction was a volcanic amalgamation of confusion and uncertain emotions. How was she supposed to feel, when she wasn’t at all sure what to feel in the first place? Twilight was sweet and kind and made the effort to try and be sexually satisfying, but- love? It was a tall order. And with those clear, soft eyes looking up at her, she knew she needed a way to control the situation before it turned to disaster.

“Oh Twilight…” A series of gentle kisses, placed delicately across Twilight’s lips, tongue, cheeks and neck were a satisfying response and set the young girl to cooing in pleasure. “You didn’t have to feel bad at all. You didn’t do anything wrong.”

“Are you sure? I just felt like maybe we should’ve been more caref-”

“I know you didn’t,” Cadance replied, kissing Twilight a bit more forcefully in the hopes of silencing her. “You said it yourself, right? We were all tipsy. It wasn’t anything wrong, it just was. You don’t have to feel guilty about anything.”

Twilight didn’t appear especially convinced, but was willing to let the matter slide, a small smile adorning her face as she rested her head against Cadance’s breasts. “Thanks, Cadance,” she sighed. “It means a lot.”

“Always,” Cadance whispered. “After all… you at least had fun, right?”

Twilight giggled nervously. “Well… I guess a little. During.”

“Did you think it was nice?”

Another giggle, this time perhaps a bit more brave. “I think I did.”

“Well, how about that? Little Miss Twilight enjoyed herself.” Cadance had an idea of how to keep steering this ship from dangerous waters. “Do you trust me?”

“Of course!”

“Hmm…” It was a risk. She would be slow about it. “Do exactly as I say. Alright?”

Twilight, always alight and eager, nodded.

“Suck my tongue.” Cadance brought Twilight in close and her pink tongue, dripping and eager for pleasure, appeared from between her luscious lips. The young girl happily obliged and took to Cadance’s tongue with eagerness, sucking and slurping away with a vigor that spoke to her declaration of love. She held a delight in pleasuring Cadance, a satisfaction that came from leaving her girlfriend happy. One stroke, then another, and another- Twilight enveloped Cadance’s marvelous organ and massaged it with her own, twirling about in her mouth over and over again as she began the outpourings of love upon the magnificent woman who held her tightly.

Cadance pulled away mid-suck, pleased to see Twilight’s downcast expression. “That’s enough for now,” she purred.

“But-”

“No backtalk.” The command was firm, but Cadance remained playful all the while and hoped Twilight noticed. “Now, come with me. We’re taking a shower.”

“Uh, are you-”

“No backtalk. Let’s go!” Cadance practically pushed Twilight up the stairs and towards the bathroom, curious to see how the next part would go. When the shower came into view, she reached in and turned the hot water on, letting the room become filled with steam as they stood together. “Now… get in.”

Twilight remained confused but acquiesced nevertheless, tossing her shoes aside and beginning to strip off her clothes-

“No! The clothes stay on,” Cadance said. “I’ll rip them off myself when I want to.”

Twilight at last seemed to understand and a light gleamed in her eyes, she now waltzing into the awaiting water and letting herself be soaked to the skin, Cadance entering just behind her.

Cadance saw the young woman was aroused. Hard nipples held firm underneath her soaked button-down, the water dribbling down across her petite body and all the way down to an all-too-short skirt that Cadance adored. Twilight’s eyes feasted on Cadance’s own magnificent form, continuously delighted by the sight of beautiful hilltops that were her breasts.

“Now, pet: undress me,” Cadance commanded. “You know you want to.”

Twilight began gladly, tearing away Cadance’s blouse and unhooking her bra, her mouth beginning to trace the edge of her nipples-

“Na-ah! All of them, pet.”

Disappointed, but obedient, Twilight proceeded to relieve Cadance of her shorts and socks, her hands pausing to stroke the curvaceous thighs that beheld them. At last, Cadance’s perfect body sopping wet, she at last gave a genuine smile. “Well done, pet,” she said, bringing Twilight in close to her steaming figure. “I think you’ve earned a reward…”

“Ooh…”

Cadance gently lifted her leg and placed it in between Twlight’s legs, bringing it upward until she found what she wanted and began to rub- slowly. A small start to help the body be used to the tension.

Twilight gasped. It was a more potent feeling, even through her soaked clothing. It would be painful if Cadance were not taking great care-

“A little harder now, maybe?” Cadance whispered, letting the meat of her thigh rub gently along the regions of Twilight’s pussy, pushing a little deeper against her skirt and panties. The pressure was increasing with each long, slow movement she gave; a little deeper, a little further…

Twilight’s eyes spoke of a thousand words, but the intensity she was feeling was giving her little room to speak. She was ecstatic and struggling at the same time.

“Oh, are you struggling? Are you wanting me to ease off? I don’t want to, though,” Cadance whispered. “I want to keep going. And I want you to wait. You have to hold it, Twilight. Not. Yet.”

Further pressure, deeper into Twilight’s pussy, a harsher stroke. Twilight wanted to scream but the cacophony that was on her senses allowed no chance for sound to escape. It was a torturous mix of delight and misery.

Cadance gave a harsh stroke, then a sudden absence. Another one, then she allowed her leg to relinquish its position on Twilight and instead plunged her fingers into her soaked panties, fingering madly in a last rush of action. “Now let it out!”

Twilight practically screamed in delight and came at last, her juices rushing out across Cadance’s fingers and dribbled out onto her panties and skirts, intermixing with the flowing water of the shower. Another tremble and she was left gasping for air, leaning against Cadance’s naked body for support.

“Good girl,” the beautiful woman purred, still allowing her fingers time for exploration within Twilight’s fold, dissatisfied that she had managed to bring the young girl to orgasm so quickly. “Now, let’s get you out of those clothes and get clean. You mind helping me with that, pet?”

Twilight took Cadance’s hand out from within her panties and sucked upon it, allowing the juices to intermix with saliva before she plunged her tongue into her lover’s mouth in a satisfied response. “That was fun.”

It was the exact response Cadance had hoped for, and a good sign for the next venture. “Then you’ll love what comes next.”

Cadance waited a few days, subtly dropping hints to Twilight of her intent well before she made the plans. It was something she’d done before, years ago in college. Back then the website had been rather suspect and was a fairly dangerous venture. Now, however, Cadance was surprised at the professionalism and polish that seemed to have put a different spin on the whole affair. It would be a much smarter, safer route than what Cadance had done alone as a young woman.

“Hmm…” she perused through the options available to her, seeing which one would be the best fit. “Too old… too dark… too- eugh. No, no, no…” it was to be Twilight’s first time, and even if she had agreed, Cadance wasn’t willing to make the experience a painful one right off the bat. At least, not extremely painful. “Something better, how about… oh, hello.”

The woman’s photos were magnificent. She possessed a beautiful figure, all topped off with a sultry face and luscious orange hair. “Experienced, professional, and sexy. And she’s almost Twilight’s age, hmm… I like it.”

All that was left was to tell her. The moment came a short while after the young girl arrived, her face plainly speaking to her desire for a restful, peaceful evening in the company of someone she loved. Twilight rested with Cadance, spoke of her adventures through the day and her excitement for tomorrow.

“So, Twi…” Cadance at first struggled, uncertain how to begin. “Remember what we’ve been talking about the past few days?”

“Hmm?” Twilight had to set down her book to truly pay attention. “Sorry, Cadance, I didn’t quite hear you, what’s up?”

“Well, I wanted to let you know. So remember how I talked about you and I exploring a little?”

Twilight slowed and found herself looking her girlfriend clear in the eye. “I do. And that matters because..?”

Was there hesitancy? She pushed anyway. “I decided to invite some company over for us tonight. Pleasurable company.”

A small part of her expected Twilight to react loudly, to voice her displeasure with little confusion. Instead, Twilight gave a small pout and couldn’t meet Cadance’s gaze. “Are… are you sure about this, Cadance? It’s kind of a big… I don’t know if it’s a great idea.”

“It’ll be fine, I promise.” Cadance tried to be soothing, unsurprised by Twilight’s initial hesitancy. “It’s something I’ve done before, way back when I was your age. It’ll fine, I promise.”

“Are you sure? I’m not sure, Cadance, I like just being with you…”

“You’ll be fine,” Cadance said, leaving a kiss on Twilight’s forehead. “I’ll be right there with you, and the person I called for is a professional. It’ll be perfectly fine.”

Twilight gave a weak smile and a kiss in response, but said nothing before returning to her book, content to lounge in her place of safety at Cadance’s side.

Evening fell; dinner came and went. Night came down upon the world in fullness and still they mingled together, Twilight more than content to steal kisses and rest against the beautiful woman she loved as they dwelled together. It was a contentment the young girl was more than happy to continue, and a staleness Cadance needed to find a reprieve from. As she checked the time on her phone, she knew it would not be long. Perhaps a movie, or some late-time TV to help pass the hours by.

The time passed. Twilight drowsed, yawning every now and then as she began to doze in the comfort of Cadance’s arms, a sharp contrast to the tense excitement that coursed through the older woman’s bones. She needed something stronger, something harsher, more than the simple softness that an inexperienced, naïve young girl could provide-

A knock at the door and all senses of the two were aroused, Twilight stiffening as Cadance felt the excitement hit a superpowered rush. Finally, was all she could think, though she forced herself to walk comfortably to the door rather than an overeager moron. A quick peek through the window was all she needed to garner a smile, one she shared with her companion. “She’s here.”

The door opened and Cadance could have purred with pleasure at the wisdom of her choice. The young woman before her was stunning in shape and features, a perfect form of beauty and sexuality that rivaled only Cadance in excellence. Curves everywhere there should be curves; wondrous breasts that held that perfect jiggle, supplied by a voluptuous ass that was oh-so spankable. Her features were sharp, only accentuated by a dark gaze that spoke to more intelligence than her work suggested, all of which was adorned by a magnificent mane of curled orange hair that fell down to a miniscule waist.

“I was told you wanted some company?” The voice was melodious, sensuous to the ear and made Cadance feel weak. She was the perfect creature for such a thing, and it was little confusion as to why one would be so willing to bend to her will. “I hope I can provide…”

“Please do. Come in,” Cadance said, offering the beautiful woman entrance. “This is Twilight, my… she’s interested to explore a little.”

Twilight gave a small expression that could have been misconstrued as a smile, her eyes rather wide as she kept watch over the newcomer, whether it be appreciation of the stranger’s assets or otherwise.

“My name is… Dazzle,” the orange-haired woman said, tossing aside her jacket to let the full beauteousness of her form go on full display, barely held back by dark latex corset and stockings that perfectly clashed with the bright colors of her physical figure. “It’s a pleasure to see me, I’m sure.”

“Oh, yes it is,” Cadance trilled, letting her hands perform the work of appreciating her guest. Such perfect skin, strokable hair! Not a single inch of her was anything less than pure, unadulterated sexuality.

“Well then,” Dazzle said, beckoning for Twilight to join Cadance’s side, “Let’s not waste any time. I doubt you’ll forget it.” A jiggle of her bag and Cadance felt a rush. It was to be something she hadn’t felt in years, when she was hardly any more experienced than Twilight was now. “Is the bedroom upstairs?”

“Yes it is.”

“Good. Take me there, immediately.” It was an order, and Cadance was eager to comply, practically dragging Twilight up along with her so as to bring on the event.

“Oh, this is nice,” Dazzle said, taking in the pleasant accommodations that were Cadance’s bedroom. “This will be fun. Now, before we begin… the safeword is ‘penance.’ Do you understand?”

“Yes, mistress,” Cadance purred.

“I think-” Twilight stammered, already looking uncertain.

The reaction was swift, instantaneous. Dazzle was on her and held a tight grip on her face with a gloved hand, bringing the young woman right before her and glared with an intensity. “I don’t care what you think, you filthy bitch,” Dazzle growled. “I want to know if you understand me. The safeword is ‘penance,’ do you understand me?”

Twilight flashed a nervous gaze towards Cadance. A lurch in the older woman’s stomach. “Y-yes, mistress,” she squeaked.

“Good.” Dazzle regarded Twilight before forcing herself upon her, a deep kiss that gave all the appearance of passionate and loving; sloppy tongue-work and saliva flowing right from the start, but its reality was cold and violating, a sign of domination that set Cadance’s worries to the wayside and brought about arousal in its place. “Now, little bitch- on your knees, hands behind your back. Now!”

The effect was immediate, and Cadance watched as the myriad items came flowing forth from Dazzle’s bag in a frenzy. Gags, cuffs, blindfolds, whips- common things that would help begin the process. She felt a shiver next to her and wondered if Twilight was already cold, even though still clothed.

“Take off your clothes. Quickly now,” Dazzle said, a crack of her whip along their knuckles for incentive.

Cadance felt another shiver from Twilight, which elicited a thrill of foreboding from her own senses. That wasn’t good, it was too early.

“Filthy little sluts. You like being a dirty whore, don’t you?” Dazzle asked of them, pulling hard on Cadance’s hair before slapping handcuffs on her wrists and bracing them tightly. “You brought this little girl into your world and made her as dirty as you are, didn’t you? And now she’s eager to be my little fucktoy, isn’t she?”

“I don’t know-”

“Quiet!” Dazzle snapped, another crack of the whip to bring Twilight to silence. Another shiver, or perhaps more a tremor. “That’s twice you’ve spoken out of line, bitch. I think you need a lesson to keep you quiet. Don’t you?”

Dazzle took Twilight’s bra and wound it around her wrists, so tightly that the skin around the area grew red in a manner of seconds. It was not long before the ball gag came forth, held fast around and bringing Twilight’s predilection towards dialogue to an immediate halt. Instead of the outpouring from her lips, the young girl’s eyes began to do the speaking, wide-eyed and fully white as her trembling began to increase in intensity.

Cadance was supposed to be next, her attention at first focused on Dazzle as she perused through her things for another gag. Instead, Cadance found her attentions gravitating towards Twilight, who had begun to fall down and writhe, her chest rising and falling like the surge of a rushing crowd. Eyes and nostrils flared, body heaving, it was all the signs of real, unmanufactured distress and Cadance knew it. When their eyes met, the plea for escape was all too genuine to be considered part of the game.

“Now, whore, you’re going to watch me fuck your girl-”

“Penance!” Cadance cried, her stomach dropping as she realized Twilight was truly panicking. “Penance, penance!”

“What, are you fucking serious-”

“Twilight’s losing it, untie her!”

“Oh shit!” Dazzle was on the younger girl in an instant, ungagging her so as to unstifled airflow and then right to her wrists to free the arms. “You’re alright, you’re alright! Game’s over, I promise!”

Twilight didn’t even wait for the words of assurance, crawling away from the two women and taking a defensive position in the corner as she continued hyperventilating, far too stimulated to be able to see comfort just yet, especially from one who had committed such acts of hostility towards her.

“Fuck- Twi, it’s alright, it’s alright,” Cadance breathed gently, though her internal dialogue was in a rage. “You’re OK, it was part of the game, no one’s going to hurt you, I swear.”

“You- you p-promise?” she asked, her gasps for breath so intense that she stood a good chance of losing consciousness.

“I promise,” Cadance said, taking Twilight’s hands and giving them a gentle squeeze of assurance. “I’ll be right back with you, I just need to… you’ll be alright?”

“Y-yeah.”

Cadance gave a smiled and left, motioning for Dazzle to join her downstairs, well away from the panicked girl that had put an end to their evening plans so swiftly.

“Well that was a disaster,” Dazzle said bluntly. “Did you think that was going to happen?”

“Not at all. She even agreed to give it a try,” Cadance said, her disappointment so visceral that she couldn’t keep it contained. “Damn it, Twilight…”

“Are you sure she wanted to actually try it?” Dazzle asked. “Or was it because she relented after you kept pressuring her? You seemed perfectly fine.”

It was a question with an answer that was perhaps too obvious. “I’ve been encouraging her to explore. It was just a bad moment.”

“Sure it was.” The tone was less than friendly, instantly rankling Cadance. “Well, sorry you couldn’t get your money’s worth this time.”

“Wait, you’re leaving?” Cadance was already filled with displeasure, the new words only adding fuel to the fire. “I paid you-”

“You paid me already. I’m the bad guy now, if she needs medical care I can’t be seen here,” Dazzle said, her voice flat. “You should also be doing aftercare, you know. She’ll be looking for you.”

“Yeah, yeah…” Cadance wanted to argue further, but knew the woman was correct in judgement. “Well- one more thing, I think.” Before Dazzle could try to protest, Cadance took the woman in her arms and kissed her with force, her hands diving into clothing as she felt flesh all over; breasts that were supple felt perfect to the touch, an ass so worthy of spanking took a pinch, a tongue that needed a good sucking was only wrestled with for a brief moment- then it was over, Cadance gleaming with satisfaction. “I’ll see you some other time.”

“Yeah, I bet you will,” Dazzle said coldly, donning her jacket. “It was a pleasure.”

The door slammed and Cadance gave a sigh, frustrated by the complete disaster that had been her evening plans. Her hopes had almost totally been dashed, and whatever chance there had been of igniting new passions were gone for certain. It was enough to make Cadance, still horny and eager for reprieve, want to scream in anger.

“Hey, Twilight,” Cadance said softly, kneeling down by Twilight and trying to take her in her arms. “You’re alright, you’re alright. Just rest with me, OK? You’re alright…”

Twilight was more than eager for comfort, retreating deep into Cadance’s arms and showing little desire to surface from their shelter. Her breath still came in gasps, her petite body still heaved, her heart still pounded madly inside its cage. If there had actually been any desire to explore, it had been kicked to the wayside in fullness.

“You’re alright, you’re alright. I’ve got you…”

“I’m- sorry, Cadance,” Twilight managed, trying to slow her own beating heart before it pounded its way out of her chest. “I messed up.”

“Sh, sh… you’re safe…” Cadance could feel nothing but unquenched desire and cold disappointment now, holding the young girl in her arms and wondering how long this would have to draw out.

Author's Note

Red flags ahoy? Whatever.

Not further to go now.

Keep reading, if you like.