Rarity strolled away from her final class of the day. Her mood was spectacular. Not only was she wearing a particularly gorgeous new frock, but she’d also gotten through one of the toughest tests she’d ever taken. Mr. Doodle did not pull any punches when it came to binomial expansion. It had been very difficult to study for, but she’d done it. She didn’t think she’d aced it, but she knew she’d performed rather well. To top it all off, it was Friday, and she had the entire weekend to look forward to. She just needed to stop by her locker and collect some things before heading home for an enjoyable time off.
Ooooo, I can work on my new summer line! She told herself, and catch up on my Shadow Spade mystery novels! That, and there’s no telling what my friends have planned! I just can’t wait!
Confident and happy as ever, she strode up to her locker. Nothing, and nobody, would dour her particularly exquisite enjoyment. The sun was shining outside, the birds chirping from their lofty homes in the trees. Yes, everything was turning out just perfect. Well…all except for one little detail. It first stroked Rarity’s ears, caressing them with its sad tone. The fashionista turned towards the source of the sound. She saw Twilight’s legs peeking out from underneath her locker door. Unfortunately, it seemed that Rarity’s friend was experiencing some sort of distress. Her legs were shaking, and Rarity immediately flipped on her consolation switch. She walked around the door and found Twilight in a rather emotional state.
“Twilight, darling!” Rarity exclaimed, “whatever’s bothering you?”
“Nothing,” Twilight sniffed, turning to face her friend, “nothing at all.”
“Right, and Fluttershy hates animals,” Rarity said, “now, come on, dear. Out with it.”
“It’s nothing, Rare!” Twilight insisted, “I just…had a bad day.”
“The amount of tears streaking trails down your face tells me that it was more,” Rarity said.
Twilight looked at the floor and then back up at her friend. “I really didn’t want anyone to see me this way. I mean…it’s so embarrassing!”
“No, it’s not,” Rarity said, “crying after experiencing pain is completely normal. Now, why don’t you tell me what’s got you all upset?”
A sigh emanated from the purple girl’s lips. “It’s these new girls, Rarity. They came here from some other school where, I guess, all of the girls wear the…latest thing. I’ve never been too fashion savvy, but I’ve never wanted to be. But these girls, Rarity, they just wouldn’t leave me alone today! Every single time I passed them, every class we were in together, they just had to make me feel like…well, an unattractive dork, to put it crassly.”
“You are not an unattractive dork,” Rarity said comfortingly, “you’re smart, pretty, and the best friend a girl could ask for!”
“I want to believe that,” Twilight said, “but their arguments were just so…convincing.”
“Darling, you have to ignore girls like that,” Rarity said, “they don’t know the first thing about fashion. They wear the exact same thing everyone else does simply because it’s trendy.”
“But I thought you liked trends?” Twilight asked.
“I’m trying to move away from that,” Rarity said, “I’ve come to realize that every individual girl has her own style. I appreciate that. There’s no need for everyone to go out dressed like redundant mannequins.”
“I guess you’re right,” Twilight said, “but still…is what I wear…I mean, is it…okay?”
Rarity rolled her eyes. These new girls had really gotten into Twilight’s mind. She’d never seen her friend so concerned with outward appearances. That isn’t to say that Twilight completely disregarded it. She always came to school very well put together. But, there were always much more important things to her. She loved her science experiments and books. Knowledge and exploration were paramount on her list of priorities. She cared for her friends and for her loved ones. But never before had she taken such a vested interest in the way she looked. Frankly, Rarity found it…disappointing. Twilight was such a breath of fresh air when it came to clothing. Now, it appeared that she wanted to be like everyone else.
“Darling, what you wear is fine.”
“But will it be approved by the fashion police?” Twilight asked, eyes begging for something more.
“Since when do you care about the so-called ‘fashion police?’” Rarity asked.
“Since I found out that this striped top makes me look like a doll from 1925!” Twilight cried.
“I sense that our dialogue is disintegrating,” Rarity said, “look, if you don’t believe me when I tell you that what you’re wearing is lovely, then try something new. Do something different. Be bold with your next wardrobe choice. Alright?”
“Oh, thank you, Rarity!” Twilight said, beaming, “thank you!”
Just don’t go overboard, Rarity added silently, knowing of Twilight’s proneness for neuroticism and quick judgment.
Monday morning soon arrived, and Rarity was still in her chipper mood. The sun had shone all weekend long, and the pretty girl saw it as an opportunity to tan on her roof. Her bikini was adequate for such an activity, but she preferred to go nude. After all, she was in a somewhat private location. Nobody could see her except the planes that flew thousands of feet overhead and, to them, she was just a tiny speck. Being naked in the warm sun filled her with delight. Feelings of grandiose happiness pulsed through her mind as she felt her body engross itself in the sun’s comforting rays. Once she’d finished, she checked her tan and found it to be a nice shade of gold.
She spent her weekend alternating between this, hanging out with her friends, and working on a new summer fashion line. The fun she and her companions had shopping, eating, and just hanging out was incomparable. In fact, she wouldn’t have been wrong if she’d ranked it as the best weekend ever. She arrived at school feeling full of confidence and love. Everything in the world was ticking perfectly. It was all falling in her direction and she adored it. But her generous nature would not allow her to be selfish. So, in her spare time, she’d crafted brand new hats for each of her friends. Distributing them at the educational institution would be a cinch.
“Oh, Twilight,” she called as she walked up to their lockers, “I have something for you!”
“Just a second!” Twilight called back.
Rarity took a moment and noted that Twilight’s feet were uncovered. There were absolutely no shoes or socks to be found. She stepped back and asked herself why Twilight would come to school in bare feet. Wouldn’t it hurt walking over stones and other sharp objects? But then, Rarity shook her head. It wasn’t her place to judge. If Twilight wanted to come to school this way, then she could. Principal Celestia might have some objections, but Rarity certainly didn’t. Twilight’s feet were Twilight’s feet. End of story.
Rarity snapped out of her reverie when she heard the locker door close. “Oh, good,” she said, looking down into her bag of hats, “Twi, I have…..AGHHHHHHHHHHHHH!”
The fashion lover’s mouth nearly fell to the floor. She’d never seen anything like it in her entire life. It was Twilight Sparkle…completely and utterly naked. Not a stitch of fabric touched the canvas of her skin. No chapeau coated her head. She didn’t even have her hair up in her signature ponytail. Her breasts peeked out from a beautiful chest area, topped with small, dark nipples. Her vagina was shaved all except for one tiny strip of purple pubic hair. Her stomach centered around a rather adorable bellybutton. Yes, it was simply Twilight…at her most basic.
“TWILIGHT!” Rarity shrieked, before stopping herself. “Just…I…”
“Well? What do you think?” Twilight asked.
Rarity didn’t say anything, but grabbed the naked girl and tossed her into the girl’s shower room. Conveniently enough, it was located right next to their lockers. Thankfully, nobody else was in there. It was still fifteen minutes before the first period began, and the gym class attendees could change very rapidly. So, Rarity found it to be the perfect spot to ask Twilight if she’d lost all sense of sanity.
“You…you’re naked!” The fashionista exclaimed, “stark fucking naked!”
“Yep!” Twilight chirped, “and I’ve never felt better! Thanks to you, Rarity, I can completely avoid those bullies now! See, I was thinking it over this weekend, and I thought I’d bring fashion to its logical conclusion. You told me to be bold in my next wardrobe choice. Well…what’s bolder than not wearing anything at all?”
“Twilight, I….I just don’t get it! You’re so clever, so brilliant, so…smart! How could you possibly dream of doing this?”
“Oh, come on, Rarity,” Twilight said, smiling in an odd way, “you can’t tell me you’ve never wanted to show off before.”
“The only times I’m naked are when I’m in the shower, sunbathing on my roof, or in my room. I certainly don’t go out in such a state IN PUBLIC! What’s Principal Celestia gonna say when she sees you like this?”
“Mm…Principal Celestia,” Twilight said, “ya know…I’m kinda hoping I get taken to the principal’s office. Maybe she’ll spank me!”
“Oh my god, darling,” Rarity said, “you’ve done more than ‘take fashion to its logical conclusion.’ You…you’re living out some kind of perverted sexual fantasy, aren’t you?”
“Mm-hmm!” Twilight proudly said, “and you know, I wouldn’t mind sleeping with a gem like yourself.”
“Are…are you coming out to me?” Rarity asked bluntly.
“No,” Twilight said, “I just happen to LOOOOOOOOOOVE experiments.”
“You’re sick in the head, Twilight!” Rarity barked, “you need help! I’m going for the principal!”
“What do you have to say for yourself?” Principal Celestia asked, an angry look on her face.
The two girls sitting in front of her looked at the floor uncomfortably. Rarity had gotten around Twilight and managed to call for Celestia’s help. The principal had rushed to the locker room where she found Twilight, still completely nude. She’d given her a towel to wear and then rapidly taken her back to the office. She was furious with her model student, but even in her anger, she did not want to embarrass her or Rarity. So, she invited the fashionista into her office as well to offer moral support for Twilight. Even so, things were still uncomfortable.
“Twilight, I asked you if you had anything to say for yourself,” Celestia repeated, “you know, I could expel you for this little charade.”
“Oh, please don’t do that, Principal!” Rarity begged, “I couldn’t live without my friend!”
“I understand the closeness of your bond,” Celestia said, “but school rules must be followed. For that matter, this goes beyond our realm and into the legal one. Twilight, I could call the police and have you arrested for indecent exposure! I mean, really. The very idea just…grates on my mind!”
“Haven’t you been thinking of me?” Twilight asked bluntly.
“Well, now, whatever do you mean by that?” Rarity asked.
“Yes, Twilight, what do you mean?” Celestia echoed.
“I’ve sent you notes,” Twilight said, “little pictures…and…certain…illustrations of sex positions.”
“Oh, so that was you?” Celestia asked, getting up from her desk and drawing down some blinds.
“Yes,” Twilight confessed, looking even more at the floor, “I…I’ve always wanted you, Principal Celestia. I want you to dominate me. I want you to punish me day and night!”
“Oh!” Celestia said, taken aback by Twilight’s sudden surge of sexuality, but continuing to draw blinds, “well, I…I can’t say that I reciprocate things. But if it’s a punishment you want…”
“Wait-wait-wait,” Rarity said, shooting to her feet, “you mean suspension or expulsion, right? Because surely you don’t mean-“
Rarity stopped short as Celestia reached into a locked part of her desk drawer. She pulled out a riding crop and slowly began taking her top off. She walked over to Rarity and slowly caressed her cheek. The fashionista wondered why she was being touched if Twilight had committed the crime. But at the same time…Celestia’s warm hand was amazing to feel. Her skin was so utterly soft and Rarity wondered just what she was hiding underneath all of her clothes. Celestia was agonizingly slow in removing her top, but when she did, the sight was breathtaking. Her bra cradled two magnificent boobs, showing off the feminine form that caused so many male students and faculty to secretly crave her.
“You wanna help me punish her?” She asked Rarity, kissing the fashionista’s cheek.
Rarity, caught up in the magnificent scent that wafted off her principal, slowly nodded. She then stood and allowed Celestia to remove her clothes. Her bejeweled and dazzling blue frock slowly came off, revealing a bra of the same color. Then, Celestia reached down to the purple skirt that coated the fashionista’s lady parts. Slowly, she undid the zipper, allowing the cloth to fall dramatically, leaving Rarity shivering in her lingerie.
“Mm…sexy,” Celestia remarked, lightly patting Rarity’s ass, “very sexy, indeed.”
“I’m glad you like it,” Rarity said, getting into the mood, “but…aren’t we supposed to be punishing Twilight?”
“We are, my dear, we are,” Celestia cooed, turning Rarity around and undoing the strap to her bra, “we’re simply doing it…by not doing it. Now, once your bra’s off, go over and tie Twilight’s hands to the chair.”
Celestia let Rarity’s undergarment fall, leaving behind two magnificent tits. They were the perfect size, topped with gorgeously dark nipples. In fact, it’s not an exaggeration to say that she and Twilight’s teats were the exact same color. Celestia bent around Rarity and gave each one a small bite, earning a yelp from her student. Then, she gave her the rope, spanked her, and Rarity did as she was told. Her heart pounded out of her chest as she maneuvered towards Twilight, involuntarily licking her lips. She bent down and tried to give Twilight some oral pleasure, but this earned her a swat with the riding crop.
“What did I say?!” Celestia asked sternly.
“Tie her up,” Rarity responded sheepishly.
“Well, then tie her the fuck up and get over here!”
Rarity couldn’t help but feel a jolt of pleasure at the idea that she’d be mating with her principal. So, she tied Twilight down. It was then that she got the gist of Celestia’s punishment method. Twilight wanted to be smacked, beaten, and abused. She got some kind of perverted enjoyment out of pain. So, Celestia was torturing her by tying her up and not allowing her any form of pleasure. It was really rather clever and Rarity was beginning to feel somewhat thrilled at being a part of it. She stepped away from Twilight and stood in front of Celestia. The principal didn’t say anything, but smacked her in the face and began to kiss her. The two made out furiously while Twilight tugged at her bindings, desperate for any kind of relief.
“OH! Please,” she begged, “I have to masturbate!”
“You don’t need to do anything, my dear,” Celestia growled, letting Rarity go and slipping down to her blue panties. “…except watch.”
An Unconventional Punishment
Twilight shook in her bonds as she watched her beloved principal slowly take Rarity’s panties off. It was an agonizing process, one graced by a certain sense of beauteous sexuality and evil deviancy. Celestia even went so far as to lick Rarity’s legs one at a time as the fabric made its way to the floor. Twilight pulled at the ropes tying her naked arms to the chair, but she couldn’t move. She was forced to repress her needs, taking on a lot of emotional pain in the process. Her mind whirled as she watched Celestia work her way back up Rarity’s body, stopping at the jewel that crowned the white girl’s crotch. The principal didn’t say anything, but slowly reached a hand into her slacks to rub her enflamed sex. Then, she began licking, tenderly caressing Rarity’s throbbing vagina, causing the beauty to moan.
Once Celestia felt that a proper level had been reached, she slowly stood and undid her bra, letting it drop to the floor. Her breasts were magnificent. They weren’t humongous, but they weren’t nonexistent either. She stepped forward and commanded Rarity to open wide. The fashionista did so and felt a gentle, yet erect, nipple enter. She bit down and started to suckle, loving the warm milk that Celestia slowly pumped into her body. Looking up, Rarity saw her principal smile warmly and it became clear that this was a massive fetish of hers. So, Rarity decided to make it a good one. Using her hands to great effect, she grasped the puffy bosom pillow and kneaded it thoroughly. Though she’d taken a small bit of control, she still showed how submissive she was by huddling down a bit.
“Mm…good girl,” Celestia said, “you know who your mistress is, don’t you?”
Rarity nodded with her mouth still engulfed by the tantalizing teat.
“Yes,” Celestia said, “suck that fucking tit of mine. Mm…that’s good. You like watching this, Twily?”
Twilight, by this point, was sweating furiously. It dripped off her nude form, cascaded over the chair, and burned her wrists under the rope. She shook with excitement. Watching Celestia breastfeed Rarity was something she never knew she wanted to see. But now that she was privy to such an intimately beautiful act, she never wanted it to stop. Her mind fought over her feelings as joy and anger flooded it. On the one hand, she loved the rapturous things playing out in front of her. She felt like she was viewing her very own private sex show. But on the other, she was a captive audience and she wanted so desperately to participate. Her cunt burned as it sat uselessly on the chair. Her legs were spread so Celestia and Rarity could see it, but they never touched it.
“Please!” Twilight suddenly cried, “oh, please punish me! Fuck me! Make me your slut!”
Celestia suddenly took her boob out of Rarity’s mouth and walked over to Twilight. She teased the shaking girl a bit by running an oh, so pleasing finger across her face. Then, she smiled and smacked Twilight, leaving a rather large, very red mark. Chuckling, she returned to Rarity, making it clear that Twilight had absolutely no say in what was happening. Suddenly, she unbuckled her slacks and removed them, leaving vibrant pink panties in their wake. She sat back on her desk, breathed deep, and relieved herself into her underwear. She loved the reaction she got from both Twilight and Rarity. Twilight shook furiously as Celestia continued to deny her of the one thing she wanted. Meanwhile, Rarity gazed in awe at the gorgeous liquid that stained the principal’s panties. But soon enough, she finished and removed her garment, tossing it aside and showing her naked form for the first time.
Smirking with delight, she ordered Rarity to stand so Twilight could see her private parts. Rarity dutifully obeyed, standing straight as an arrow as Celestia returned to the same drawer from before. She removed a rather sizable strap-on and applied it to her midsection. Getting behind Rarity, she gently inserted it into the white girl’s pussy. Rarity had to stop herself from bending over as pleasure exploded into her mind. Soon, Celestia found a wonderful rhythm, and thrust after thrust brought exponentially more joy into Rarity’s body. The fashionista howled as she took the plastic cock, loving every moment she got to spend being so intimate and open with Celestia.
“MM! MM!” She moaned, feeling the penis go deeper and deeper, “sink that fucking dick in my cunt!”
Celestia suddenly bit her ear, causing her to shriek in pain. She then remembered that she was only an assistant in Twilight’s punishment and she’d crossed a line. So, she apologized and spread her legs even further, allowing the principal more and more access. An orgasm was imminent, and Rarity let Celestia know it with her high pitched squeals. But Celestia denied her, telling her that, if she came, she’d find herself in a much more painful position. So, Rarity held her cum as long as she could. Thrust after thrust plowed its way through her body until her vagina absolutely could not take any more. Her eyes were bloodshot and her heart pounded out of its chest. But she didn’t hate it. In fact, she found that, the longer she held her orgasm, the more amazing it felt.
By this point, she was screaming, and Celestia knew she’d held it long enough. So, she bent the fashion lover over and started to pound her doggystyle. It was reckless and violent, and their captive audience loved every second of it. Rarity’s sopping wet pussy became like something of a hose, gushing liquid with every thrust of Celestia’s powerful hips. The principal even started to spank her hard, leaving welts and causing her to cry out and beg for more. But all great things must come to an end, and lovingly violent sex between a principal and a student is no exception. Rarity shrieked loud enough to break glass as she finally fell off the cliff. Explosions of joy abounded in her mind as she experienced the greatest feeling she’d ever felt.
Celestia chuckled as Rarity came down from her high. She bent forward and kissed her before offering some ointment for the welts on her ass. Rarity gladly took it and applied some. It stung a bit, but soon it cooled the pain and she was able to sit. But she was ordered to remain naked until Twilight had been properly dealt with. She happily acquiesced, sitting in the chair next to Twilight and spreading her legs so her vagina would be on full display. She even batted her eyes, trying to remain as stimulating as possible. It was a great thrill for her to be in such a way with Celestia, and she wanted to savor every wondrous second of it.
“Okay, Twily,” Celestia purred, untying the purple girl, “your turn.”
“Oooooo! What are you gonna do to me?!” Twilight asked in excitement, “a spanking? Hooks in my asshole? Oh! Oh! No! I know! Hot, burning, dripping candle wax over my stomach!”
“Oh, Twilight,” Celestia said, “you broke school rules. Bad girls like you don’t get to choose their punishment. I do. Now, stand right over there.”
“Wha…what do you mean?” Twilight asked, standing where Celestia pointed.
“You’ll see,” Celestia responded, digging around in her desk. “Now…where did I put that? Hm….oh, here it is!”
With those words, she dug out a camera. Twilight’s mouth fell to the floor in disappointment. She knew now that she would not be experiencing the same violent, passionate sex that Rarity had. She would be getting her naked picture taken. It was so softcore in its execution that it immediately caused her vaginal fire to die. This wasn’t what she wanted, and she wished she’d never come to school naked in the first place. But, she was bound to do what Celestia said, so she struck a sexy pose.
“OO! Twilight!” Rarity said from her spot, “darling, you look absolutely amazing!”
“I do?”
“Of course, you do,” Celestia said, clicking away with her finger, “this is a great punishment for you. Your nude photo will be placed on a special wall along with all the other girls who thought that coming to school naked would sway me. If you want me to punish you sexually, that’s fine. You just have to ask me about it.”
“As for your bully problem,” Rarity said, “I don’t think those girls are gonna bug you any longer. They’ll probably be too shocked to say anything!”
“You know, you’re right, Rare,” Twilight said, sticking her butt out so Celestia could photograph it, “snap away, teach! I’m ready for my closeup!”
