The Baying Moon

Hours had passed and an exhausted Moondancer sagged still fully strapped in her bondage chair. Her laughter has been silenced an hour in when Nightshade shoved a large red ball-gag into her muzzle and strapped it on. Drool leaked out from behind the gag. Nightshade fastened a blindfold onto her as well engulfing Moondancer’s world in a dark void of sensations. Her large ears hadn’t even been spared.

The last thing Moondancer heard, besides her own screams of laughter, was Nightshade telling her, “These are some of my favorites.”

Clipped to her ears a few tiny brushes spun inside tickling them while a speaker enchanted to sound like Nightshade’s voice read books to her. Except, they weren’t regular books, Nightshade’s voluptuous voice read her erotic fan-fiction after erotic fan-fiction. Daring Do, Shadow Spade, and even multiple pieces of smut written about the Princesses[11]; each one pumped directly into her tickle addled brain. Her poor cock stood at attention, and like before was stuffed full of sounding beads, titillated by the two cock rings, and absolutely unable to cum.

[11] With an aberrant amount of them being about Princess Twilight.

However, the feet Moondancer had thought would be safe nestled inside her crimson Converse experience the most grueling torment of all. The insoles of her shoes had been replaced with array of devious devices. Tiny fuzzy drill bits spun between each of her toes. They rose and sunk into the insole buffeting the sides and bottoms of her toes at different times almost like they were playing an instrument — which based on the variations in lengths and pitch of giggles, chuckles, guffaws, and screams from Moondancer before she was gagged, they pretty much had been.

Scores of thin metal claws poked and prodded the balls of her feet as well as the outside of her arches. The spider-like daggers dug in her flesh and skittered up and down. Each one dragged into her foot for random lengths. Some claws took their sweet time to make her feel every bit of their journey, while others poked her a hundred times a minute. Each one made a tikka sound as it scratched. Altogether they sounded like a swarm of locust plaguing her feet.

The centers of both of her soles were treated to a long vertical brush each. They spanned from the balls of her feet to her heel. The soft fibers pummeled her foot’s most sensitive part round and round as the brush rotated ad-infinitum. The RPM of the brushes varied every few minutes from extremely fast to what Moondancer thought must have been approaching the speed of light.

Moondancer’s heels were tenderized by both the pricking claws and smaller disk shaped brushes. The small polishers were on ends of the same mechanical arms as the claws and traveled around the circumference of her heel spinning away as the claws jabbed in-between them. Together each of the tiny machines inside her shoes functioned like clockwork tickling the entirety of her sweating feet endlessly.

* * *

Nightshade’s sultry voice read in graphic detail a scene of Princess Twilight Sparkle on her hands and knees servicing the divine member of Nightmare Moon. The story was about Twilight failing to stop Nightmare Moon after her return during the Summer Sun Celebration and becoming the dark queen’s sex slave. How Twilight was a princess in this timeline if she failed to find the Elements of Harmony seemed to have escaped the author’s notice. They opted instead to replace any such details with multiple paragraphs dedicated to the size, shape, and taste of Nightmare Moon’s cock in Twilight’s mouth. Moondancer loved it. The entire time her hips jerked forward and her ball pulsated, desperate to do the one thing they could not.

Right as Twilight swallowed the third load of royal spunk being pumped directly down her throat the story cut off. Nightshade pulled out the tickling earbuds and draped them over the back of the chair.

“Hey Moonbeams, you still with us?”

A garbled moan leaked out from behind the ball-gag followed by more hip thrusting and stifled laughs.

“Good to hear!” Nightshade unbuckled the blindfold and tore it off.

Moondancer blinked, her eyes adjusted back to a world of shapes and colors. It did nothing to lessen the abuse her feet were still facing inside her shoes. Nightshade tugged the ball-gag free from Moondancer’s mouth, a chorus of pent up laughter ruptured out. She pulled out the controller and twisted a knob. The reign of steel and brushes slowed down to a crawl but did not end. Moondancer kept tittering like a madpony, her pinprick sized pupils shaking.

Nightshade climbed onto the chair and sat on the stocks and dominated Moondancer’s vision. She rested her feet on Moondancer’s thighs. Nightshade sported new boots, a pair of knee high Converse, purple and black with lightning bolts, matching yellow laces, and purple straps that ran across them buckling them tighter to her legs.

“Like ‘em Moonwalker? I picked these out so we could match.” Nightshade waved her boot next to Moondancer’s desperate cock. She rolled her ankle and lofted her foot up and down careful not to touch. “Now that you’ve had some time to think it over, and see what happens when you go against my wishes, I wanted to offer you the deal again.” Nightshade booped the top of the throttled dick with her boot.

“C-cum! I need to cum! Please, please, please--”

“Ugg!” Nightshade rolled her eyes. “‘Please Mistress Nightshade, let me cum’; ‘My girldick will explode if you don’t unplug it’; ‘I neeeeed it’, blah-blah-blah. You sound just like my girlfriend after I first captured her. You subs need new lines, these ones get tiresome after a while.” Nightshade planted Moondancer’s cock between her shoes.

“I’m serious about having you join the Shadowbolts. You like books? I can give you tomes banned millennia ago. You want to know things?” Nightshade leaned in. The temperature plummeted in the room and it grew darker.

“I can tell you secrets that would have Equestria razed. Teach you magic blacker than the night. Give you artifacts that make Discord look like a foal in comparison. Show you worlds beyond your terrestrial bounds, every star in the night sky would be at your fingertips. And even force time to bow down before you.” Nightshade’s cold breath was visible and wisped in the air.

“And aren’t you sick of this society? We would be able to help reshape the whole world for the better. The chains shackled upon all sentient beings by the greedy, selfish, and ignorant would be broken. I offer you knowledge and freedom. True and pure and absolute!” Nightshade’s golden eyes glowed.

“Accept and I’ll even offer a one-time sign on bonus, I’ll allow you to cum.” Nightshade smiled and the room returned to normal in an instant.

‘Was she actually doing that or was it my imagination?’ Moondancer questioned her sanity.

“Refuse, and well, I wouldn’t wanna be in your shoes.” Nightshade snickered, reached behind herself, and squeezed the toe caps of Moondancer’s sneakers while her feet rubbed the unicorn’s cock again.

Moondancer moaned or groaned — Nightshade didn’t care what the difference between the two was, all she wanted was an answer. She crept her sneakers upwards with her prisoner’s dick squeezed in-between them. Once they reached the head of her cock Nightshade dragged them back down and choked the ringed base.

“You’re friends with Twilight; you could easily lead her into a trap for us.”

“N-no.” Moondancer protested weakly.

“Think about it. Her in this chair instead of you. Her big feet locked in these stocks for you to have your way with. You could torment them all day. Rubbing, tickling, and even… kissing. They would be your property.”

“MMMMMMMFFF!”

“And you could even train her to worship yours.”

Nightshade shoved one of her sneakers into Moondancer’s open mouth. Her eyes fluttered, she didn’t spit out the boot or pull away, but slobbered her tongue all over the rubber toe cap and trim.

“Good girl~” Nightshade purred.

Moondancer’s tongue lulled out of her mouth and Nightshade ran the edges of both of shoes over it a couple of times. She nodded satisfied they were lubricated enough and continued Moondancer’s shoejob.

“Moonlight, wouldn’t you rather it’d be you, a friend, to be her captor rather than those dumbass dogs or me? You’d be dressed in a shiny new suit like mine, and at the end of every day after you’ve tickled the Princess senseless you could follow Rover’s lead…” She squeezed the tip of Moondancer’s cock between her squeaky sneakers.

“HHHNNNNNNNMMMMMMGGGGG~”

“Hear that pupper? That’s motivation!”

The cuckolded cur in the corner sniffled hearing all the fun but unable to participate. His penis throbbed inside his shorts but he wouldn’t — couldn’t — touch it. Not with the more dominant pony there to scold him again. After all, no one wants to be a bad dog.

Nightshade unzipped her suit’s crotch. A blue shaft sprung free and quickly hardened to an enormous size. The pegasus watched it reflected in the helpless nerd’s glasses as she stroked herself.

“Also your name is really on brand for us.” Nightshade chuckled. “You know you can’t resist, so surrender and join the Shadowbolts. Cum. Be somepony instead of a minor character in your own life for once. Let me be the star who aides in your escape.”

Nightshade sped up her shoejob. Her knee-high Converse blurred up and down Moondancer’s shaft. The loops and end of her shoelaces flailed about like a certain nerdy unicorn mare whenever she was being tickled. Nightshade’s shoes went on and on, she would only pause to add another coat of lubrication from the panting unicorn’s tongue. She spun the intensity dial for Moondancer’s tickle shoes to random settings.

“Make me know you really care about what I’m offering you. About what it would mean to become a Shadowbolt.”

“I-I-I…”

Nightshade gasped and savored every stroke she gave herself in time with her pumping feet.

“You want this!”

“I w-want…”

Moondancer’s testicles were ready to burst. Her spunk battered against the magical clog. Cum wasn’t churning in them anymore, there was no empty space left for it to slosh at all.

“You need this~”

“Need… Cum… Twi… Feet… Cum…”

“You WILL join!”

“I’ll join!!! Celestiadammit I’ll do whatever you say!” Moondancer screamed at the top of her lungs. “Please just let me cum.” She whined and sniffled pathetically.

Nightshade’s feet halted mid-stoke. Her cheshire grin stretched ear to ear. She clasped her free hand around the top cock ring on Moondancer and inserted her finger through the sounding beads’ ringlet. The unicorn panted, her pupils heart-shaped with lust for her reward. Nightshade tore them out and stomped on Moondancer’s cock, nothing came out. Nightshade’s fingers squeezed her own shaft and semen gushed forth, glazing her shoes in thick creamy white spunk.

One of her feet smeared some of her cum over Moondancer’s shuddering dick and she shoved the other one into Moondancer’s mouth. Tears welled up in Moondancer’s eyes as she licked the cum off.

“Aww, did you think I was going to let you come now? You’ll have to prove your loyalty first. I wanna see you twitching with need as you lure Twilight into our clutches, knowing that only once she is ours will you ever be able to squirt.”

Nightshade crammed her other sneaker into Moondancer’s mouth for polishing. Globs of cum were whisked away by Moondancer dedicated tongue. ‘This might be the closest I ever get to cumming again.’ Moondancer tasted rubber, canvas, and sperm — it was the most delicious meal she ever had.

Nightshade admired the literal spit shine, not a stand remained. The rubber glistened ever so beautifully. Nightshade reached in front of the stocks with her wing and hefted up the suitcase. The lid snapped open and she unfurled a latex Shadowbolt suit.

“Let’s get you in uniform~”

Moondancer whimpered, but her wide eyes stared at her own needy cock instead of the suit. The ignored pegasus jumped off the chair, and grumped.

“You’re such a pathetic loser. I’m putting on a show here and you--” She threw her hands up. “I should introduce you to my girlfriend so you know see what actual denial looks like. She hasn’t cum in years,” Nightshade mashed her muzzle against Moondancer’s, “literal years.”

She cocked her head to the side and slipped her tongue down Moondancer’s throat savoring the remnants of her flavor still in the nerd’s mouth. Nightshade twisted the sneaker’s control dial to max and tossed the suit overtop the laughing and screaming unicorn. The claws and brushes inside Moondancer’s sneakers attacked her feet with greater force than before. The black oil was sprayed out from the brushes as they scrubbed it into her feet and it dribbled down the claws seeping into where they dug. The temperature inside her sockless shoes raised like a heater had been turned on and activated the black oil.

“AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!”

Nightshade dropped her playful veneer. “Tomorrow! I’m not waiting. You will send Twilight a letter setting up a private get together at one of our establishments in Canterlot. You will greet her and lead her inside. You will personally give her the drugged food or drink, and your fellow Shadowbolts will do the rest. Once her gigantic purple feet are secured, then and only then, will I take off your cock rings — after all Twilight will need at least one~ Enjoy your night, recruit.”