The door chimed as we entered Carousel Boutique, Rarity’s home and place of work. We were greeted by a very upset looking Opalescence who hissed, likely a warning to Rarity telling of the consequences of waiting much longer to feed her.

Rarity quickly locked the entrance, apologized for her cat's cold reception and darted into the kitchen. I heard the sounds of food being poured into a dish and watched as Opalescence flicked her tail before following after the unicorn.

A few moments later Rarity called out, “Coffee or tea darling?”

Well I definitely wanted a pick-me-up after whatever today had been so far. “Coffee. Thanks, Rarity.”

I took a seat on the comfortable sofa in the foyer while I waited. The room was immaculately clean and welcoming, no doubt to keep her numerous clients happy while Rarity coaxed design details out of them. Not that she had much trouble getting info out of anypony after she batted her eyelashes; she was quite the looker...

In fact, after the whole thing with Applejack, I’d noticed my friends were… well suddenly attractive in a way I hadn’t really noticed before.

Rarity stepped back into the room with two warm cups of dark roast.

She floated a steaming cup over to me while smiling. “Oh darling, don’t let me keep you from whatever salacious thoughts you were having!” her purple curls bobbed as she let out a dainty giggle.

I grabbed the cup in my magic and quickly sat it down on a nearby table stand. How did she know what I was feeling? Well, this was Rarity, I suppose her entire craft revolved around knowing what a pony really wanted. Like that time when she designed the dresses for our first Grand Galloping Gala, despite us thinking we knew better ourselves.

I couldn’t help but let out a small laugh. “I guess you caught me Rarity. I was just thinking how my friendships with you all could change or deepen after-”

“Applejack?” Rarity asked, gently coaxing me to continue.

I nodded. “Yeah. It was really something special.” I couldn’t help but let a goofy grin spread across my face.

Rarity gave me a naughty look. “Care to see if lighting can strike twice, darling?”

I shook my head, my eyes suddenly wide. “Uh, wow, that’s pretty forward of you, Rarity.”

My unicorn friend raised a hoof and flicked it dismissively. “Oh pish-posh.” her predatory grin grew wider. “I believe I’ve known Applejack for longer than you have and she’s never had a romantic encounter in all these years. Those looks she gave you back in that club when you weren’t watching... Oh Twilight! I think you’ve both found your first special somepony!”

I quickly found a furry white cheek rubbing against me, causing me to shudder in delight at the unexpected touch.

“Darling, if I could have but a small taste of that wonderful love you two shared!” She looked up at me with her head on my chest, giving me her best puppy dog eyes. “It’s been so long since I’ve had a proper romantic encounter. You see, I seem to intimidate or scare away most ponies I come on to.”

She suddenly put a forehoof to her head and fell back into the couch dramatically.

As I watched Rarity swoon, I began to think about what my relationship with Applejack meant for the rest of my friends. Were Applejack and I a couple, and did Applejack want it that way? What if my other friends like Rarity here decided they wanted a more intimate relationship? I was immersed in my thoughts for a while when I suddenly remembered a quote from a famous unicorn painter; “It is good to love many things, for therein lies the true strength... and what is done in love is well done.”

A gentle touch from Rarity brought my focus back.

I titled my head and smiled. “Rarity, as a member of the Moonlight Solace and as your good friend, I would be happy to share this love with you.” I lifted a hoof. “on two important conditions.”

Rarity sat up and nodded, “Name them, darling.”

“Firstly, the soonest opportunity we discuss this with all of our friends; I want to make sure this is all ok with Applejack. And secondly, if we want to be serious about this, then we formally announce a herding.”

My smile faltered slightly after telling her my herding idea. It was so old-fashioned, would she be offended? Thankfully my fears were unfounded as I watched Rarity’s eyes begin to sparkle.

“A herding? Oh how marvelous! I haven’t seen one of those in ages.”

She was right, herding had largely gone out of style several decades after Nightmare Moon’s banishment, it was now mostly taboo, though not illegal.

Indeed. I was saddened to discover herding had fallen out of favor during my banishment. I was never able to have foals… and herding was a way to be a surrogate mother to many wonderful colts and fillies... I’ve worked tirelessly since my return to revive the custom.

Rarity leaned into me, giving me a look filled with mischievousness and something more.

“Darling, your terms are more than acceptable. Now, please follow me.”

She got up off the couch and I began to follow her down a nearby hallway. Rarity had taken everything she heard today so well, and now she already was wanting to get intimate?

I voiced my surprise. “Wow Rarity, you really do know what you want, don’t you?”

The mare turned her head back, brushing her curls away as she gave me a small smile. “Never let it be said otherwise.”

The alabaster unicorn stopped at a locked door, floating a hidden key out of a panel with her blue magic. After fiddling for a moment she used it to unlock the door before opening it with a forehoof.

“Huh, never been back here before.” I said out loud. In fact in the many years I’d know Rarity and the many hours I’d spent in this shop, I’d never even noticed this room before.

Rarity pushed the door open wider, and I immediately understood why; The room was lined wall to wall with sex toys!

Rarity sighed and gave me an understanding look. “Yes I know, I know. You wouldn’t believe how many self-proclaimed ‘tough stallions’ went screaming out of this room at the mere sighting of ball-clamps.” Rarity’s glance turned naughty as she lidded her eyes. “but I think Applejack would be anything but a gentle lover. No. Twilight Sparkle, something tells me you yourself like to get rough and dirty.”

I couldn’t respond. My nervousness was starting to show a bit as I was put on the spot in front of my friend. Worse still, I couldn’t fully deny what she was saying. The pain I’d experienced being torn open by Applejack had awoken some deep-seated need inside myself that I still didn’t quite understand.

Well as they say, “when you need to peer-review an experiment for verification, bring friends!” Ok, so maybe that’s just something I say…

I did my best to return her sultry gaze, causing Rarity to laugh. “Oh please, darling, you’re so obviously a bottom that it isn’t even funny, now please get on the table here while I write us up a contract.”

My ears perked up at that. “A...a contract?”

The mare stopped and turned, a quizzical look on her face. “Oh my, quite new to all this I see.” she tapped a hoof to her chin. “alright, a short lesson before we get serious then.”

*Ding!*

A chime came from the front door as it was unexpectedly opened. Rarity and I looked at each other for a moment, and I noticed a bead of sweat rolling down the unicorn’s forehead. A very familiar voice floated down the hall...

“That’s strange... I suppose she forgot to lock it back up before she left.”

The now clearly not-Rarity let out a frustrated humph before a wave of green fire washed over her, revealing an annoyed Queen Chrysalis.

She quickly walked out of the -well lets be honest here- the sex dungeon before saying, “Dammit Rarity, you told me you wouldn’t be back home till tomorrow night! I’ve only gotten scraps of love today from a handful of clients and I was just about to have a wonderful time, you…you cock-blocking unicorn!”

“Well it's hardly my fault that you're so overbearing that half the clients you’ve ever tried to entertain ran away crying. We only agreed to this because Celestia asked me to help quash that temper of yours and you said you would watch the store when I traveled. Now then, what poor soul did you leave locked up in there?”

I watched the doorway as the real Rarity trotted in, her bravado shattering the moment she saw me. “Well buck me sideways. Uh hello, Twilight.”

I let my head fall into the cushioned table with an audible *oof*.

I’m truly sorry, Twilight. Celestia will speak with Chrysalis on this, I’m sure she will be properly punished.

Chrysalis decided to not let this go so easily.

“So yeah, purple-smart here wants your pussy badly and as an expert mind-reader I’m wholly convinced she’s into some very dirty stuff.” she laughed for a moment. “though she did say she wanted to start a herd with you. Very commendable; we changelings do appreciate the idea of strength in numbers after all. And believe me, you soft ponies could use all the strengthening you can get.”

I felt a smack to my rear and yelped, quickly sitting up, only to see Chrysalis giving me a smug grin.

My frown was now a sneer and I practically growled out, “What could you possibly know about fashion or anything that would even remotely qualify you to help Rarity?!”

Much to my surprise Chrysalis didn’t snap back at me but instead slumped down onto the far end of the table, fixing me with an obliging glance. She slowly tapped one of her chitinous hooves down on the cushion next to her, so I cautiously sat back down while making sure to keep my distance for obvious reasons; Like the fact that she was stupid and I hated her.

I noticed Rarity relax into a chair off to the side and quietly observe us.

After a moment of awkward silence, Chrysalis spoke, her voice was soft, and her gaze was locked forward. “Twilight, you may have gotten the impression that I’m some sort of vain, short-sighted, love-draining monster. Well, I won’t say all of it is entirely untrue…” her ears fell and her voice grew even quieter. “understand that my species only means of sustenance has been tricking others into adoring or loving them. You can imagine we quickly became adept at just about everything in a society that would bring us love and adoration; art and theater, fashion, cooking, love-making... if we didn’t excel at these things, we would die.”

The sad look faded, and her expression transformed into a piercing stare as she faced me.

“So what are my qualifications, Twilight Sparkle?” she stood up from the table.

“I am Chrysalis, Hive Queen of the Chrysalian swarm. I have birthed and led thousands of my children through countless struggles, I have infiltrated innumerable kingdoms and tasted the thoughts and secrets of every being that has crossed my path. I am a changeling, if something needs to be done, I adapt and I accomplish it.”

She sighed and rubbed a hoof against the back of her head.

“Also, Celestia asked me to work with Rarity, and I may have owed sunbutt one after the whole ‘tricking her into fathering my future offspring’ back in the Crystal Empire.”

She studied me for a moment, curling a lock of her matted green hair around an idle hoof.

“So... we cool?”

I really need to find a response that doesn’t involve violently smacking my face; I think if I face-hooved any more I’d probably end up with drain bramage. I removed my hoof from my forehead before fixing Chrysalis with nasty look.

“No! No! No! How could we ever possibly be good?”

I stepped to my hooves, moving closer to the Queen.

“You tried to trick me into giving you love by pretending to be Rarity, which means you learned an important secret from my friends that was only meant to be shared with them-”

Chrysalis interrupted me. “Twilight, my entire species is hermaphrodite, I really couldn’t give a shi-”

“There’s more you disgusting insect!” I shouted, cutting her off. “you tricked Celestia, who’s like a second mother to me, into impregnating you, and before that you ruined my BBBF’s wedding, oh and let’s not forget the invasion of Canterlot and the whole war crimes thing!”

By this point I was practically steaming, my ears splayed back against my head, and my fur was standing on end as I hovered on the knife-edge of launching offensive magic at this love-sucking mosquito.

Rarity was absolutely enthralled now, bright blue eyes darting between us.

Chrysalis closed her eyes and grimaced.

“My children were dying, Twilight. The invasion of Canterlot- well, it was a last-ditch effort… We never meant harm to any ponies. After all, what good would a dead pony be in providing love?” She let out an annoyed huff, opening her eyes and looking at me. “And while I’m not exactly thrilled in the direction Thorax has led my hive as of late…” she quickly held up a chitinous hoof. “I am beginning to understand that it may have been the best decision for my swarm.”

After a moment Chrysalis lowered her hoof. She put her face closer to mine and gave me what I can only describe as the most shit-eating grin I’ve ever seen.

“Besides, book-butt, I was cleared by the Council of the Two Sisters, I’m war-crime free!”

I was truly livid now, so I didn’t hold back my ire. “Yeah? Well it was only because Celestia accidently fucked a foal into you! What was she going to do, lock up a new mother in the Canterlot dungeons for thirty years?!”

Rarity covered her mouth with a hoof, “Twilight, darling!”

Now Chrysalis was looking almost as angry as I felt. She shouted, “You take that back you purple pushover! The only reason you were ever made a ‘Princess’ of anything was because of nepotism. I literally built the civilization I became the queen of!”

We pressed in close, until we were muzzle to muzzle.

“Harridan!”

“Putrid little know-it-all!”

“Bug-breath!”

“Bitchy little book-snob!”

Chrysalis suddenly wrapped a hoof around my neck before asking in a husky tone. “Are you as turned on as I am right now?”

I slapped her hoof away screaming, “How could you think I was turned on?! What in Tartarus is wrong with you?!”

She at least had the good sense to look ashamed at that. “Sorry, it’s just that after Celestia and I argue we usually get so horny-”

I didn’t let her finish.

“NOPE! Go! Get!” I shouted before floating over a spray bottle for what I hoped (but doubted) was used for watering plants and threatened to spray the bug in her dumb face.

The changeling hissed and slowly backed away down the hall towards the front door. Without breaking eye contact she unlocked and opened the door deftly with a rear hoof, gave me a wink and slipped out just a hair before the half-filled spray bottle flew true and smashed into the spot her face had been.

Rarity let out a long sigh, standing up from her seat before approaching me. “I’m so sorry about all that Twilight, she was just supposed to watch the shop for a few days and ‘entertain’ some regulars and such.”

I felt Rarity gently place a hoof against the back of my neck making me lift my head to look at her; she was smiling down at me.“But is- is it true, Twilight? Would you really consider bringing back such an old custom... and herd me?”

I sat up and hugged Rarity, tears streamed down my cheeks. I was happy, I was angry, I was terrified... I was so many things all at once and I just held onto her soft fur for a moment.

After a short while I recomposed myself enough that we could talk and I did my best to catch Rarity up on everything that had happened today. Despite how much I hated that stupid bug, I had to admit, Chrysalis had more or less predicted Rarity’s reactions and mannerisms perfectly.

Once we’d finished, she was wiping away a few tears of her own, smiling softly at me she said, “Well it sounds like you and Applejack really found something special. I’m certainly proud of the both of you!”

Rarity suddenly seemed to realize where we were as she lifted her head and looked around the room for a moment.

“So I see Chrysalis brought you in here, but undoubtedly she would have done nothing but take out her frustrations on you, she still doesn’t understand the real point of all of this.”

I looked at her curiously. “She’d mentioned a contract?”

Rarity let out a gentle laugh. “Of course she did, really that was just to encourage her to reign in her sadism with the clients, not sure how well it worked to be honest.”

Rarity turned towards me, her expression serious now. “Speaking of honesty, let’s be honest with each other then. I’ve had a very long and boring business trip and Sweetie Belle is in Canterlot with my parents. Would you like to stay the night and entertain me?”

I raised an eyebrow. “What would that entail?”

Rarity waggled hers in return. “That’s what we need the whole night for.” she motioned for me to lay on the table and I did so. Slowly the white unicorn started to pace the room.

“You see Chrysalis only liked to focus on the aspect of inflicting pain. She never understood the why of doing so, or that there was so much more to all of this.”

Slowly she levitated a pair of hoofcuffs from the wall, floating them between us.

“Do you trust me, Twilight Sparkle?”

“With my life, Rarity, but what does that-”

“Trust is everything, dear, and that’s what Chrysalis didn’t understand; It’s what Celestia wanted me to help her learn. That changeling only focuses on the power of control, not realizing that the only way for two ponies to enjoy something like this is a shared trust and mutual understanding.”

She slowly placed the hoofcuffs onto my forehooves. I didn’t move.

“Trust and communication are why I can completely take every aspect of your being into my hooves, turn you into a quivering mess, and you will thank me for it when I’m done.”

She locked the hoofcuffs in place before looping them into a chain, securing them to the table. I didn’t resist.

“Your mind is an amazing thing Twilight... but I doubt it very often gets to let go.”

I heard her walk back to the wall, still speaking from somewhere behind me now. “That’s why you enjoyed your time so much with Applejack, I think. You desire somepony that can break and dominate you so thoroughly, that all the worries and fears that plague your mind melt away leaving nothing but surrender... and pleasure.”

She returned to my side, floating a faux-leather crop into view. “Well darling, it just so happens I’m open for business. Care to be my client this evening?”

The day had been frustrating so far, but that frustration inside me had built into a need for release that seemed to ignite my loins. I simply nodded my head quickly afraid that if I spoke, I might say no.

“Good.” I heard Rarity say as she circled back towards my rear, giving it a quick, but not painful smack with her crop.

“Wa!” I shouted at the unexpected contact.

“No.” Rarity said simply before smacking my rear again, harder this time.

“The client only speaks when asked a question and given permission. Does the client understand? She may answer.”

“Uh-” I thought about what to say for a moment. My brain seemed to already be filling with lewd thoughts making it hard to concentrate. “Yes, the client understands, Rarity.”

“Wonderful, Darling.” she began to circle me again, now stepping into the edge of my vision near my right.

“You see, as a business mare, it is my job- no, my privilege to make sure I understand the needs of my clients so that they leave well satisfied.”

Rarity moved so she was standing in front of me now.

“If for some reason, we go beyond those bounds, and the client does not enjoy themselves, they may simply say ‘green’, and the service will end. Does the client accept this arrangement? She may answer.”

I’m embarrassed to say that this entire ordeal was getting me incredibly wet down below. I did my best to gasp out my answer, my face now resting in the table cushion.

“Mhmm, I-the client understands, Rarity.”

“Excellent! Let us begin.”

She started, oddly enough with a lovely back massage, her skilled tailor-trained hooves gently digging into the coiled and stressed muscles of my back and wing joints. Soon however the game became apparent as every time I let out an appreciative coo or moan I was struck hard on the flank by her crop, eliciting a cry of pain and pleasure from my lips. The slipped cries led to further strikes to my raw rear until I didn’t respond verbally.

I found a strange enjoyment in trying to sneak out my moans, thinking perhaps this one would get by Rarity’s notice, but I was always inevitably caught, making me tense up just before the snap as the crop struck my sensitive rear and I did my best to hold back my moan.

The juxtaposition of the soothing massage on my aching muscles mixed with the stinging pain each time I let a sound slip was stimulating me in a way I didn’t really understand, but I certainly enjoyed. Occasionally Rarity would stop, walk in front of me, seeming to study my face for a moment before giving a satisfied smile and returning to her ministrations. This cycle continued for twenty minutes or so, and my rear was painfully sore, but my back and wings were becoming so incredibly relaxed.

Well at least until she grabbed my wings and pulled hard.

I let out a yelp, earning me another strike to my rear and a ‘tsking’ sound from the alabaster mare. I couldn’t help the noises though. Applejack had been the first pony I had ever been intimate with and we’d never so much as played with my wings. Yet now Rarity was yanking my painfully erect wings like she was trying to unstick a cart from the mud. Lancing pleasure and pain shot through my wings’ ultra-sensitive nerve clusters as I did my best to keep from crying out.

“Ah, there we go.” Rarity said in a very satisfied sounding voice. “I was hoping these would work just the same as a regular pegasus. Let’s see what we can do with them.”

She walked a way for a moment and I heard her rummaging around behind me before stepping up to my left side. I felt as cold metal wrapped around my left wing before snapping in place, sending a shuddering sensation through my aroused wing. I did my best not to yelp at the contact. Rarity then moved to my opposite side and did the same, locking both my wings into some metal contraption I couldn’t see.

Rarity soon stepped into my vision again, leaning down so her face was near mine. “These are quite special, imported from the Gryphon Empire you see.”

She barely brushed a hoof along one of my wingtips, but the sensation felt so intense and wonderful I had to bite my tongue to stop from moaning.

“These wonderful tools magnify the sensations felt by the wings tenfold, while also keeping them from being able to move. Most pegasi are terrified of having their wings bound. Does this worry the client? She may answer.”

She brushed another hoof along my wing as I tried to squeak out a response. “OOhhh- no, the client- oh stars, please… keep going, Rarity.”

Rarity dipped her head down until we were eye-level with each other. “Very good then; I will continue to provide for the client.”

I heard the clop of her hooves against the stone floor as she returned to somewhere behind me.

“Alright, darling, I will now be giving the client some tasks to complete. Every time the client fails their task, I will pull a feather and place it on this scale behind me. As the scale moves, the bindings on the wings will be pulled tighter. If this scale tips entirely, the client will be severely punished. The client may nod her head if she understands.”

I did my best to nod with the heavy restraints on my wings pressing me down into the table.

“Very well, let’s begin. The client’s first task is to recite every animal name they can think of that starts with a ‘c’. Any pauses, lapses or hesitations will be counted as a mistake. Go!”

Telling me not to hesitate immediately made me do so, “Uh-

“No, last time I checked, ‘uh’ was neither spelled with a ‘C’ nor was it the name of an animal.”

Rarity snorted, “The client's inability to follow even the most basic of instructions will cost two feathers, I’m afraid.”

Rarity reached over me and roughly pulled a feather from each of my wings, the magical constraints magnified the sensation to that of having my wings ripped off. I screamed and writhed, the agony and pain more than even I could get enjoyment from.

Rarity must have noticed this because I felt a magical spell wash over my wings, numbing the pain significantly. Soon after I heard Rarity whisper behind me, “Sorry, Darling, I forgot you’ve probably never experienced sensations like this with your wings before, I’ve reduced the intensity of the restraints.”

*Snap*

I shuddered and bit down a moan as my rear was savagely struck by Rarity’s riding crop.

“Did I say the client could stop? No? Then they should continue before I grow tired of their incompetence.”

My mind was racing now as I began to list off animals while doing my best to be clear and concise:

“C-a-at”

“A C-a-at.” Rarity said mockingly “is not an animal.”

I felt a sharp pain as another feather was ripped from my wing. After several seconds I heard the jingling of chains and the binds on my wings tightened, pulling them upward as the scale started to move. The sensation on my wing muscles was incredibly powerful, like a burning cramp and deep tissue massage all rolled into one. My mind wasn’t sure whether to have me cry out in pain or moan in pleasure, so instead I did my best to turn my thoughts back towards my assignment.

“Chicken”
“Cockatrice”
“Chickaree”
“Cicada”
“Caribou”
“Cynocephalus”

Rarity interrupted me, “Cyno-what-now?”

I couldn’t stop my inner nerdiness from escaping. “The cynocephalus is a now extinct evolutionary ancestor of the modern Equestrian Diamond Dog, based on historical records and recovered tools, they are believed to have been more intelligent than Diamond Dogs, but because they reproduced rapidly and warred with their neighbors, eventually-”

*snap!*

“Ow!” I exclaimed, not expecting to get smacked so hard for answering. This of course led to a few further strikes before I remembered to bite my tongue.

“I’m taking four feathers for that one, you show off.”

I braced myself as the scale tipped further and the contraptions on my wings pulled tighter, I was now being lifted by my wings, putting a continuous pressure on my sensitive nerves, which was magnified by the enchantment in the metal touching my feathers. It was incredibly painful, and so incredibly hot!

My clit began to wink anxiously as my burning need became readily apparent; dripping into the table beneath me. I did my best to continue.

“Cow”
“Crocodile”
“Chimera”
“Camel”
“Common buzzar-”

“The client thinks they can cheat me?”

Rarity suddenly moved on top of me, roughly pressing me into the table. Her weight was centered near the base of my wings causing pain and pleasure to lace through my spine.

“Does the client take me for some fool? Or perhaps they’re such a pea-brained dullard that even the most basic of tasks is outside their realm of understanding.”

Why? Why would she call me that? She pressed harder.

“I was told my client was a highly-intelligent mare, but all I see under me is a worthless has-been. Tartarus, no wonder my client couldn’t find a special somepony, they’re so inept they probably couldn’t remove water from a cup if asked.”

My eyes began brimming with tears as my ears splayed back at the hurtful words. “Rarity, why...?” I choked out between quiet sobs, my libido all but gone.

I heard Rarity gasp, and the pressure on my back suddenly vanished. A few moments the unicorn entered my blurry vision, looking at me with a smile that radiated an unexpected warmth as she reached out a hoof and gently rubbed my tear-stained cheek.

“Don’t look so glum, darling, let’s call this done for now.”

I watched her horn ignite with magic as she floated over a key and unlocked the cuffs and wing restraints before levitating a bottle of lotion over.

Rarity hummed sweetly as she removed the cuffs from my hoofs and the restraints from my wings while gently applying the lotion to the marks they’d left. After thoroughly rubbing lotion into my chafed skin, she stopped humming and offered me a hoof to step off the table.

As I steadied myself, she used a hoof and gently wiped the moisture from my cheeks before saying, “This was all about exploration and discovery of yourself.” she used a hoof to tilt my chin up until I was looking into her lovely blue eyes. “Sessions like these are to find what you are comfortable with and they give me the exciting challenge of finding a balance between pushing your limits and keeping you happy.”

The white unicorn floated over a bottle of water, taking a dainty sip before offering it to me. I drank greedily, soothing my parched throat while I listened to her continue.

“You see despite just the one short session we’ve already learned so much!” she turned her head back to me, smiling proudly. “For instance, I know that you enjoy mixing a little pain into your play, you most definitely enjoy being ordered and led. And your biggest turn off so far is being debased or insulted.”

I covered my embarrassed face with a hoof. “I’m still so sorry Rarity! I just-”

Rarity quickly waved me off. “Twilight, it was I who was leading the session, therefore it was my responsibility to keep watch over our safety and pick up on any signs of your discomfort. Well unpleasurable discomfort at least.” she gave me a wink.

“And it’s so much fun to learn new things about others, especially when they're your friends!”

She moved her muzzle and caught me in a short kiss before pulling back. “Or should I say herdmates?” her bright eyes searched mine before she took one of my forehooves in hers and began leading me out of the room.

“Now come darling it's time for the cooldown before we heat things up again.”

I stopped following pulling Rarity to a halt. “Wait... what do you mean ‘heat things up again’?” I asked, unable to hide the concern in my voice.

The unicorn turned her head back and gave me a sultry stare. “Twilight… this was just a quick session to discover some of your fun quirks.” she waved a finely-manicured hoof forward. “Now we’re going to clean up and relax with a nice shared soak, and then I’m going to take you to my room and buck your brains out until we either collapse or Celestia’s rising sun interrupts our fun.”

She tightened her hold on my hoof before pulling. “Now, come-come darling, we’re burning moonlight!”

Author's Note

Twilight whenever she's had to deal with Best Buggo.

So tried to write some lite-bdsm. Honestly never tried it or been all that interested in it, so I challenged myself to learn something about it for this story/chapter. So if you're wondering why its so short a part, that's why. Was neat learning about how its not really just leather and pain, but more about building trust and finding kinks.

Also Rarity made Twiggles cry, but all is forgiven!

There will be more clop, I promise!