I hadn’t fed my pet since she came to the basement, and that reflected badly on me as a master. It was very fortunate that I had all the necessary ingredients to make a bite right there in my laboratory.

“Is that even food?” Trixie asked upon seeing my creation.

“It’s like oatmeal, just that it’s not oatmeal.”

“Well, what is it then?”

“Eat it.”

“That’s not what I asked...”

“Eat it!”

“Am I going to die from this?”

“No. I don’t think so. Now eat it!”

She sighed and slid a hoof on it. With the tip of her tongue, she touched the blemish on her forehoof. “It doesn’t even have any taste.”

“Eat it.”

“Yeah...” She dipped a hoof in the bowl.

“Yes. Eat it up.”

I could hardly restrain myself due to the anticipation as I watched her munch on the gelatinous concoction. Occasionally, she looked up at me with half-closed eyes, but I managed to encourage her with a series of nods, every time.

She licked the last blemish on the plate and looked up at me. “There. I ate it. May I know what it was now?”

“It was an aphrodisiac extract.”

“Is that like a spice?”

“Kind of. You dilute it with food prior to consumption.”

“I ate oatmeal with spice then? I was afraid you had put something freaky in it.”

“It was an aphrodisiac, without oatmeal.”

“I thought you said it should be diluted.”

“Well, my friend Zecora did say, put in just one drop, and you’ll have yourself a prop.”

“There… There was more than a drop of it in the bowl. Why did you put in so much of it?”

“I didn’t know how much you were gonna eat. Also, if there was just one drop, you’d get suspicious.”

“But… I ate it all.”

“Mhm. Indeed, you did.”

“What will happen to me? Does the spice do anything? Will my stomach ache?”

“I don’t know what happens if you overdose on it as you did. I think it’s best if we wait and observe.”

“You didn’t tell me not to eat it all! May I throw it up?”

“No.”

“Please! I need to get it out!”

“What’s done is done,” I said simply.

“You claimed I have too much of it in me.”

“What you have is the result of my labor. Let’s just wait it out. Don’t waste my efforts. I’m actually kind of curious about what will happen. You ate so much of it.”

“You fed it to me!”

“Yes.”

“I’m scared.”

“It’s the unknown that scares you. But don’t worry, it won’t be unknown for long.”

“Please…”

“Shh…” A hoof slid through her mane, ruffling it. “No matter what happens, the world will go on.”

“And me?”

“Hm?” I lifted my eyebrows. “What about you?”

“Ugh!” She scratched a foreleg. “I feel itchy.” She paused. “And hot...”

I levitated a notebook and a quill from a nearby table. “Phase one. Itchiness. Hotness.” I looked with half-closed eyes. “Is there any part of your body that you feel hotter in?”

She blushed and pressed her legs together. “W—why do you ask?”

“Just answer.”

“Maybe.”

“It was a yes or no question.”

“Yes.” She looked away and clenched her teeth.

“Where?”

She cringed.

“Answer.”

“Down...”

“Down where?”

“Down there...” She hinted down with her head then looked to the ceiling, biting her lip.

“Point at it.”

My pet rose a leg and made a small waving gesture with a hoof. “There.” She put it down, hiding what she just pointed at.

“I don’t know what you wanted to show me. Just name the part of your body that you feel most hot in.”

“I don’t want to.”

“I’ll pretend that I didn’t hear your defiance. This is the last time I do you that kind of a favor. Now answer the question. Where do you feel the heat.”

“Pu… ssy...” she whispered.

“Hm, what was that?”

She yelled, “My pussy, okay? My pussy is hot! Is that what you want to hear, you pervert?” She accusingly pointed at me. “It’s because of that spice that you made me eat!” She clenched her teeth and looked at an undefined distance.

“You still don’t know what an aphrodisiac is, do you? It’s not a spice, you know?”

Trixie slowly slid a forehoof to her thighs. “What is it then?” She caressed her tight fabric and silently moaned.

“You see, when mares want to skip foreplay, they take a drop of it.”

“Foreplay? What are you saying?”

“Aphrodisiac makes you horny. But then again, you already know this, don’t you?” I pointed at her active forehoof.

She retracted it and blushed. The foreleg couldn’t stay away from the point of interest for long. It drifted back to its place between her hind legs as if it had a will of its own. “Um, may I be excused?”

“Whatever for?”

“I just… I’d like to be alone for a little while. I’d like some alone time. If I may?” She opened her eyes to their full extent as she looked at me.

“You may not be excused. This is you time and I don’t trust you with it.”

“How is it me time if I can’t do anything I want?” She pressed her thighs together.

“I didn’t forbid you from doing anything. What is it that you wish to do?”

She perspired. “I need something inside me fast!” She eyed the strap-on dildo on the table and licked her lips.

“Do you want me to wear the dildonic device? Is my invention finally getting the attention it deserves?”

“Your invention is great! I want to feel it deep inside of me.”

“Well, okay, if you insist...”

The moment I fastened the last strap, she jumped into me and knocked me to the floor. “I need it!” She humped on it, trying to force it in her pussy.

“Trixie! Get off me this instant!” I yelled.

She dared to shove my head to the side with a hoof. “I’m sorry… I need it so bad!”

It was fortunate I made preparations for the possibility of my pet’s misdemeanor beforehoof. My horn charged up to feel out for the needle on the table where I left it just for this case. I slung it through the air, right into her neck.

She twitched but still kept humping up and down on my dildo. “Will that make me go to sleep?”

“No, Trixie. It’s not a sedative. It’s a sleep paralysis inducing compound. My invention, as well.”

“I’m sorry, I can’t help myself.” She slid the dildo all the way in her pussy and moaned with satisfaction.

“You deserve to be punished, Trixie!”

“I know.” Her body stilled.”I’m... sorry...” She fell on top of me like a sack of oats.

I rolled her to the side, pulling my strap-on out of her pussy. “Since you already seem to regret it, I’ll let you choose the amount of punishment yourself. I pick the form, you decide the duration.”

I trotted to the wardrobe with candles.

Author's Note

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