The Band of Loyalty

Rainbow dashed through the streets, making her way to Rarity's Carousel Boutique. King had opted to take a nap, so Rainbow was back in control of her body. She had to find Rarity, fast.

Rainbow burst through the door and rushed in. Rarity was underneath a dress form, counting out the notches for a belt she was working on. Had it just been around the waist, she could do so standing at a table, but this belt was to secure directly to a waist cape. It required special measurements.

"What a surprise to see you, Rainbow Dash," said Rarity, her voice muffled by the pins pressed between her lips and the marker cap between her teeth. "I'm a little busy at the moment, so I don't have time to--"

"This is incredibly urgent, Rarity," interrupted Rainbow. "Our friends have been enslaved and I need your help!"

Rarity made one more mark before returning the marker to its cap and the pins to her pincushion. "What exactly do you mean by 'enslaved?'"

"I mean, they're being forced to do things against their will. They're under the mind control of an evil demon."

Rarity pursed her lips. "That's a rather far-fetched story, Rainbow Dash. Still, I would be remiss if I didn't look into it. How can I help?"

Rainbow took a deep breath. "I've trapped the demon inside my body. I need you to restrain me. A straitjacket and a chastity belt, for starters."

Rarity shook her head. "I don't have any such equipment. If you give me a day, I can make a straitjacket, but I'll need time to find a chastity belt."

"Is there anything you can offer me today?" pleaded Rainbow. "I need something to keep me wrapped up."

After a short amount of thought, Rarity nodded. "I do have something that might be useful to you." With a wave, she lead rainbow upstairs to her apartment, bringing her to the bedroom. "You may actually enjoy these, Rainbow. While the build may not be your particular style, the colour scheme is perfect for you." Reaching into her nightstand, she pulled out a set of fluffy cuffs. The faux fur wrapped around the closures was saturated with the colours of the rainbow.

"Why do you have fuzzy handcuffs?" asked Rainbow, raising her eyebrow.

"Why does anypony own anything, Darling? It brings me some manner of joy. If I didn't like them, I'd have thrown them out or given them away. You may borrow them." She held them out to Rainbow. "You do know how they work, right?"

"Of course I do," answered King. Slapping one cuff on Rarity's wrist, he spun her around, binding her other wrist behind her back.

"What in Equestria do you think you're doing, Rainbow!?" shouted Rarity. "You were supposed to bind yourself!"

"Now, now, Rarity," chuckled King. "Didn't Rainbow tell you that I was living in her body? Such an ungrateful little brat. I've given her such gifts, and she has yet to thank me once."

Rarity's mind raced ahead of her. "Ah. So typical of her. I made a beautiful dress for her once, you know? All free, too. She wasn't happy with it, always saying it needed to be cooler."

"How rude," agreed King. "You would think a free gift should be met with a 'thank you, at least."

"Right? I'm glad you see what I must deal with on a daily basis." Rarity nodded towards the nightstand. "I have a key in there. If you unlock my shackles, I'd be more than happy to invite you to tea. We can talk at length about exactly what your plan is. Rude as they can sometimes be, I would like to inquire as to the safety of my dear friends."

King strode over to the nightstand and pulled out a tiny key. "This one?"

Rarity nodded. "The very same. If you would be so kind?" She batted her eyelashes, holding her wrists up so as to allow King to open her bindings.

King grabbed her wrist in one hand, and the key in the other. With a click, Rarity felt her left wrist come free. She turned around to smile at King, but instead of seeing him undo the other lock, he instead returned her left wrist to its shackle.

"Excuse me?" she asked, confused. "I thought you were going to release me? What are you doing?"

King pulled Rarity by the cuffs over to the bed, pushing her onto her back. "Why would I want to do that? Sure, Rainbow is ungrateful, but at least she's bringing me to my food."

Rarity squirmed at King's touch. "Keep your hands to yourself, ruffian!" She tried to kick, but King was too fast. Catching her leg, he ran his hand along her inner thigh.

"So soft and supple," he chuckled. He brought his head down and licked the exposed section of her leg. "Sweet, too. Like a marshmallow, I'd say. Wouldn't you agree?"

Rarity wriggled and kicked some more. "Leave my body alone, you foul beast! I despise being licked!"

King raised an eybrow. "Is that so?" With fabric scraps from around the room, he bound her elbows and ankles to the bedposts, and digging through the drawer afforded him a magic nullification ring for her horn. Slipping it on, he covered her eyes with a blindfold. "I shall grant you your wish. I shall not touch you again until you ask me to."

"Then I ask you to remove my bindings," pouted Rarity. "They're very uncomfortable."

"No such luck," chuckled King. "You're going to ask me to fuck you."

"I would never use such vulgar language!"

"We shall see," said King as he stepped out the door.

~***~

To Rarity, it felt as if several hours had passed, but King was back in her bedroom twenty minutes later. "Are you ready to beg for my cock?"

"A lady never begs," growled Rarity.

"But a whore does," responded King. "Guess which one you are?"

"I shall not be begging you for anything."

King let out a chuckle. "Very well then. Ladies?"

Rarity felt her clothes being taken off. If she wasn't bound, that might have been preferable, but as she was, all of the fabric had to be cut away. The beautiful satin dress she had been wearing was now a series of ribbons next to her lace cotton panties. She was lamenting the violent crime against her fashion when she felt something horrible. Of all the worst things to happen, this was the worst possible thing. Four gross, slobbery tongues were dragging themselves all over her exposed body.

Rarity shouted out in disgust, squirming and wiggling, trying desperately to pull herself from the tongues assaulting her supple form, but they were free to pursue her. Two pairs of lips wrapped themselves around her breasts, the tongues inside rubbing all over her perky nipples. Another tongue shoved itself inside of her belly button, a very discomforting experience. The fourth and final tongue swapped back and forth along her inner thighs.

"Stop this at once!" she yelled, desperately pulling against her bonds.

"Only if you beg me to fuck you."

"Never!"

King chuckled. "Then I'll never tell them to stop tonguing you."

Several days of torture passed in Rarity's head, though the clock only noted three hours having passed. She was at her wit's end. "I can't take any more of this torture!" she shouted. "Make them stop!"

"You know what needs to be done to make that happen," said King, shrugging.

Rarity groaned. "Just fuck me, already!"

"That doesn't sound like begging," scolded King. "Try again."

Rarity was tearing up. "Please, Mr. demon... free me from these horrible tongues and fuck me."

King waved his hand, and the other mares stepped away. He pressed the head of his cock against her labia. He was already close, having had Pinkie rub him with her feet while she tongued Rarity's belly button. He pressed into her, spending less than a minute before painting her insides white.