Author's Note

I know Raven Inkwell is not a therapist, but alternate universe and whatever else excuses I need. XD

Truth be told I simply choose her based on her design, I mean, she does look like she could be a therapist.

It makes sense if you don't think about it.

Chapter 2: Therapy

Swift sighed, once again he found himself in the office of his therapist..

She was a nice enough mare, listened to his troubles, came with advice, suggestions, but Swift found them all useless. He was not sure if she even cared, then again, if he didn't why should she?

Doctor Raven Inkwell was highly educated, tried to dig deep within him, and even though Swift tried to cooperate as much as he could, he still did not find any of her advice useful. He still kept his special talent hidden, even from her. He didn't want her to dig around his foalhood or anything like that. He knew her well enough by now to know she would never stop jabbing away if he ever told her... She talked a bit to much too....

"Swift, are you listening?" Raven said from her recliner, looking up from her clipboard.

"Hm?" Swift looked over at her, still laying down on the big red couch of hers. "Oh, sorry, I guess I spaced out.."

"It's okay, take your time." She said, looking to her notes. "How is your self-control? Have you been having an easier time as of late?"

Swift closed his eyes. "I guess, though I still have to be tied up during parties and gatherings.."

"One step at a time." She replied, writing something down.

He never liked coming here, while Raven was nice enough, he still felt he was wasting his time. He did his best, sure, but he knew he was simply denying his true nature, his true talent. Still, it was the best for everypony in town, or at least, that's what he tried to believe.

"How's your job? You haven't had any problems?"

By now Swift knew every question she was going to ask him, so he simply responded with a yes, no, or okay. She kept talking and talking, and finally the dial struck twelve and Swift was free to leave.

"Swift, before you leave." She said, surprising him a little. "I would like you to think what is going on inside you for next time."

"Going on inside me?" He repeated, feeling confused.

"Yes, what would make you happy, truly happy. What drives you, what makes you go on." She smiled at him. "I think you are doing well Swift, just believe in yourself. We will find a way to help you."

Honestly, Swift was not sure how to respond to that. So he nodded, thanked her for the session, and left to get on with his day. He didn't have anything planned, there was no jobs for him, not because ponies didn't want to hire him, there was simply nothing to do today.

Swift worked as the handy pony, doing all kinds of jobs, and he was good at it. Though it was not his special talent, Swift still had a secret talent in fixing things for ponies. Normally when there wasn't anything to do he would often go to Sweet Apple Acres, Big Mac always had some sort of job for him and it was a way to pass the time.

He thought back on the party yesterday, what Rarity had offered. Though he was not a fan of tea, he was certainly a fan of her. He could use some company, some real company and not just a paid one. So, he made his way to Carousel Boutique, easy enough to find as it stuck out like a sore horn.

Swift had never really understood why Rarity had such a store, then again, it captured the eyes of ponies, and if that was the honey trap then it worked quite well for her. He made his way up to the door, and even though it was open to customers, he couldn't help but knock.

But nothing happened. He thought it strange, the store should be open, but looking back at the door he did indeed see a sign flipped in the small window. CLOSED, it said with big letters. But Rarity invited him, so maybe he should just take a chance and walk inside..

He opened the door and stepped inside, he found it unusual that Rarity was not there to greet any pony who might come through the door. Had she not opened up yet? It was almost lunch, so he found that odd.

He heard some sounds come from the next room, sounded like somepony moving around, then fall. Was Rarity okay? He trotted over, listening, but he did not hear anything else. Reaching out with his hoof, he gently pushed the door open.

His eyes widened as inside in the sewing room sat Rarity, on the floor, hooves bound in front of her, and her hind legs tied too. Around her muzzle was tied a dark purple scarf, muffling her voice. She heard the door open because she almost immediately turned around, her eyes filled with dread as she let out a muffled. "PHmmmmphnm Hmmmm?!" But then seemed beyond relieved to see it was him. "Nh, nph'ph nnphph mnn PHmmnfph."

Swift figured it was because she thought it was Sweetie Belle coming home or something. He was stunned in place, he hadn't expected to see Rarity like this, despite having tied her up several times when they were foals and playing around.

Rarity felt his eyes on her, and a blush showed on her cheeks. She reached up, pulling the scarf from her muzzle. "I'm so embarrassed, you were not supposed to see that darling, please forgive me for that display." She looked down at her hooves, using her magic to undo the knots. "Although, it is not the first time you have seen me bound and gagged." She giggled, and Swift couldn't help but smile as well.

Although he started to feel his self-control vanish, Rarity didn't even notice as she undid the knots that bound her body. As she let the ropes slip off her, and she stood up, she had not noticed Swift walking towards her. When she looked back over to him, she started to speak, but only to be cut off by something warm and soft. "So what bring you he-Mmfh?!"

He kissed her, Swift was kissing her, and Rarity felt unable to move away. After she got over the initial shock, she started to kiss back, only to find Swift kissing her even deeper. "Mmmfh..." She let out, humming satisfied as she closed her eyes, letting him take over as she enjoyed his warm passionate kiss.

Swift was not being aggressive, but he did have needs, and clearly Rarity had them as well. So he moved in closer, so close in fact she fell backwards, but wrapped her hooves around his neck, dragging him to the floor with her. Their tongues started to come out to play, and Swift did not let their lips break away from one another, he kept the kiss going.

Rarity felt herself tingle all over, her marehood getting a bit wet as she felt Swift running a hoof down her side, then started to make small circles around her cutie mark.

Finally she needed air, and broke away, panting, her tongue still hanging out a little, a bridge of saliva hanging between their lips. She wiped her mouth, then took a deep breath. "I should call somepony, scream for help, have them tie you up..." She whispered.

"But?" Swift asked, panting a little as well.

"If... If you tie me up, gag my muzzle, then I won't be able to.." Her eyes sparkled a little as she said that. Swift looked confused, pleased, but confused. Rarity smiled, glancing at his cutie mark. "Don't you think I of all ponies knows what you're truly good at?"

Swift's eyes went wide, nopony knew, or at least he thought, and now that she knew, he felt an insane amount of relief. "I.. Your magic.."

Rarity giggled, gave his mouth a peck before using her magic to levitate a small box over to them. Swift opened it, and found a Dispersion ring. His eyes widened, looking at Rarity who simply blushed, then looked away.

"I think you were a bad influence on me when we were foals.." She blushed more, but Swift placed a hoof on her cheek, making her look at him. "S-Swift...I, mfh.." He kissed her.

As he did so, he felt his muscles tensing, his heart rate increase, his lust growing. Yes, YES! He was going to do this, he hadn't done it for so long and it was like his cutie mark itself was burning on his flanks, demanding him to finally do what he was best at once again!

As their kissed, he took the Dispersion ring and slipped it on her horn. "Mmfh!" She yelped into the kiss, but his lips muffled it. Then without warning, he flipped her onto her stomach, grabbing the rope. "Ouh, Swift.." She said in mock protest, but held an edge of desire.

He didn't speak, or glance at her. Swift guided her front legs behind her back, tying them together with one of the coils of rope she had provided herself. He was fast, and he was effective, because as soon as the knot was tied, Rarity tried it out, but she couldn't move.

"I'm going to scream.." Rarity threatened playfully, but just as she wanted to, he picked up the scarf and tied it around her muzzle, covered her lips with the thick purple scarf, silencing her instantly. "Hm Cmmmphphnn, mmph, phnm mm np PHmmnfph. N'fm hmmn n nnnghphm gnrm!" She tested out the gag, but every word was muffled, much to her delight as she blushed at how she sounded, and how naughty it all was.

Grabbing another coil of rope, he moved it around her hind legs, tying them together firmly so she could not escape, kick, or wiggle out of her restraints. Rarity protested playfully in the meantime, which was just sweet music to his ears. Each moan and mewl made him feel more confident, more in control, and more lustful for the mare in front of him.

Swift gave the knot a final tug, making Rarity squeal out in excitement, and with that, it was done. He stood up on all fours, looking down at the mare bound and gagged before him, squirming as she tested out her bonds, calling out into the gag. "Hmmp! Hmmp mm!"

Despite the gag, she was a little loud, but he could fix that easily by making an more effective gag, but this one would do for now.

He chuckled, feeling a rush running through his entire body, it made him confident, it made him happy, it made him strong. Towering over the captive mare, he leaned down and kissed her neck, making Rarity moan once again as he ran his hoof down her side. "Well, what should I do with you then? Be a shame just to leave you here on the floor? Now that I have my very own beautiful damsel, all to my self. I can do whatever I want with her.." He whispered in her ear, giving it a little nipple.

"Mmmfh..." Rarity moaned, looking like she was getting more horny by the second.

Swift smirked, kissed her neck, and slapped her flank, making her yelp out. She gave him a glare and growled, but judging by the blush, he could tell she enjoyed it, the naughty mare. Managing to get her on his back, he started to march up the stairs and up to Rarity's room.

She moaned and mock protested the entire way, really playing up her damsel in distress role, but still making sure he knew she wanted every bit of this. He tossed her to the bed, knowing it wouldn't hurt her when she hit the mattress, and she let out a muffled. "Mfph!" Giving him another mock glare, squirming in her bonds as if to escape.

Swift moved over her, kissing her neck once again, earning him more moans from the white unicorn mare. "I want you, Rarity.." He whispered in between kisses.

"Mmfh!" He looked into her eyes, and she in turn looked into his, lust sparkling in her eyes. "N mmnnph mnn phnn.." She said, then leaned in close, and pressed her gagged lips to his. He kissed her, and even though the thick purple fabric separated their lips, they could still feel the heat from it, and that was not the only heat Rarity could feel.

Breaking the kiss, Swift got to the floor and walked towards the door. He wasn't going to risk her sister suddenly turning up and ruining everything, not when he was this close at finally getting what he had dreamed about for so long. He closed the door, then locked it just to be safe, and as he turned to face Rarity, he found her not on the bed, still waiting, but with her hind legs over the side.

Her upper half still laid on the bed, while her back hooves touched the wooden floor. She looked at Swift, giving him pleading eyes as her tail moved up, swaying a little to make her plump rear stand out all the more.

For the first time, he felt nervous, but his lust for her quickly made him move, and not linger around. He got behind her, looking at her rear, admiring it as she swayed it teasingly from side to side as she hummed into her gag.

"Mmfh..."

She gave it a wiggle, making it jiggle before his eyes which only made him come closer, placing both hooves on it. She moaned, feeling him explore the two round flanks with his hooves. She let her tail drop under his muzzle, then slowly slid it under him, letting it move along his body, as much as she could with her tail.

Finally, he made his way closer, getting into position. She held her breath, expecting him as she pressed her rear even closer to him.

"MFHRHH!!" She felt him enter her, and her eyes went wide as she felt him enter. She wiggled slightly, her hooves trying to break free by reflex and grab something, but she was completely at his mercy. "Nh mmph! Mnrm!" She tried to press towards him, and understanding instantly, he pushed forward, letting his rod enter her more and more, making her moan and scream in pleasure into her gag as he filled her up.

He had grabbed her sides, keeping her steady as he moved all the way into her. Rarity panted through her nose, her breaths long and needy as she moaned, and tried to move her rear against him. Soon enough he was as far as he could go, and looking one last time at his captive, she gave him an eager nod.

"Nn nph.. Fnch mm."

He sent her one final smile, a grateful one, and in turn looked at him like she had been waiting for this for years. Swift started to pull back slowly, and she moaned and mewled in pure pleasure. He didn't come out fully, instead he started to move back in, making her moan more, pure bliss entering her eyes as he hit her pleasure spot.

Rarity wanted more however, and started to move as well, he got the hint and started to pick up the pace. Letting out moans and grunts of his own as he picked up speed. "Nh, mmph! Fnch mmph! Fnch mm!"

"Arghhh.... R, Rarity.." Swift groaned, moving faster, harder, making her moan louder, and at this point the scarf started to get a wet spot where her mouth was, soaking it a little. Her eyes rolled, she was screaming in pleasure and Swift felt himself getting to the edge.

No longer could he hold back, and he felt himself stiffen, just like he felt Rarty's walls tighten around his rod, both of them howled out in pure pleasure with them becoming one in that single moment. He didn't pull out at first, instead he leaned over against her, both of them panting, feeling their bodies almost go limp.

Rarity shivered in pleasure, sometimes making small movements as she was still getting over the sexual bliss she had just been in. Once Swift recovered enough, he slowly pulled out, making Rarity squirm and yelp as he left her wet and messy marehood.

She still panted a little, and her hind legs were shaking ever so slightly. Swift in responds helped her up on the bed again, making sure she laid there comfortably. Rarity looked at him lovingly as he got into the bed and laid down beside him.

"Mmfh.. Hmfhh.."

She moved herself closer, snuggling up next to him, placing her head on his chest. Letting out happy and satisfied sighs, they simply laid there, enjoying the quiet, and each others company. But while Rarity closed her eyes and relaxed fully, Swift looked up at the ceiling, his mind racing.

He had never felt such a rush, never felt so much in control or such confidence running through him. Tying up Rarity, hearing those muffled moans and words coming from her gag, it made him feel like he could take on the whole world. It was like all his worries, all the secrets, every burden suddenly lifted off his back, he had never felt so light before!

It was more than his therapist had ever done... In fact, it seemed he no longer needed her.

"Nfn-mmfh.." Rarity said, trying to get his attention. When swift looked down, she looked at him with playful, but still tired eyes. "Nnrmnng, phnhm mm gng nff, pmmnphm?"

Swift did not understand her words but he understood the request. So moving a hoof over, he slid the scarf down her mouth. Both of them leaned closer, sharing a soft kiss. "Mmm, Swift, darling.. Loosen my bonds.." She whispered. Swift chuckled, kissing her again.

"Love to, but.." He slid the scarf up over her mouth again, surprising her.

"Mmfh?"

He kissed her forehead, taking the ring in the process. "But I think you have more fun escaping it yourself, darling." He winked at her, and left her in the room, alone.

She giggled in the gag, about to use her magic, but decided a little rest first would do her good. Besides, she didn't mind staying like this for just a little longer...

Doctor Raven Inkwell was packing up for the day, she had seen all her patients, and it was time to call it a day.

Knock knock knock.

It seemed that would have to wait, but then again, maybe it was her secretary coming back for something. "Come in." She called, still packing her saddlebag with some of her notes.

"Hello Doctor Inkwell.." A cheery, almost musical voice said.

She knew the voice, and when she turned to look, she found Swift Bound, standing in the open doorway, a saddlebag across his back. "Mr Bound? Is something the matter, do you need something?"

Swift smiled, and he stepped through the door, closing it slowly behind him. "Well, you see.. I had something of an epiphany today, and.. I just had to come over and tell you all about it.." He smirked, looking at her as he let the saddlebag drop to the floor.

The door closed, and with a click, it was locked...