Disposing of the Evidence

Flurry moved her binder aside. "Well, that finishes my law exam preparation," she smiled. "And I know I'm going to pass my ethics exam. I'm the most ethical pony I know."

Twilight had to disagree with that statement. "You are blackmailing your aunt with dirty pictures you took without the permission of the subjects. I'd hardly call that ethical."

"But here's the rub," chuckled Flurry. "I know it's wrong, so I can tell the professor that doing so would be unethical. And that's what really matters."

Twilight groused. "Well, if you have nothing else that you need help studying for--"

"Oh, I never needed any help studying. That was just a ploy to bring you up here behind a closed door. I'm passing all of my classes, handily. I'm even tutoring some of the other students by performing sexual favours in exchange for correct answers. I bite on the wrong answers. I'm well ahead of the curve."

"I really don't want to know about that," reaffirmed Twilight.

"You will want to know these things," assured Flurry, moving over to the bed and slipping off her panties under her skirt. "I know you've studied a good many techniques, and can execute them beautifully. You're a very learned mare."

"Why in Equestria would I want to know what you like in bed?" asked Twilight, a disapproving scowl on her face. She had a feeling that she already knew the answer, but if Flurry wasn't going to force her hand, she would proceed as carefully as possible.

"Simple." She sat down and smoothed out her skirt. "Because you're going to be my next sexual partner. Oh, we're going to have all kinds of fun together, you and I."

"What makes you think I'd agree to that?"

Flurry looked up at the ceiling. "Contracts are a tricky business. There needs to be a consideration so that one party isn't just bullying the other by taking without giving back. If you were just going to be doing something for me with no reward for your contributions, that would be an unethical contract, and if you took it to any court in Equestria, they'd throw it out without even reviewing it. No, no, you must be compensated for your contributions.

"So, here's what we're going to do. Every time you and I have a bit of fun, I will destroy all copies of a photograph, including the negatives. Additionally, if you perform admirably, I may destroy more than one. The same applies for particularly powerful displays of passion. How does that sound?"

"I refuse," stated Twilight, plainly and bluntly. "I will not be a party to this."

"Such a shame," shrugged Flurry with a sigh. "I guess those pictures will have to be posted all over Equestria, in every newspaper and tabloid known to ponykind." Her eyes fell back down and locked with Twilight's. "And to think, it all could have been avoided if you simply agreed to do me a few small favours that you were already planning to do with daddy."

Neither party moved for the longest time, glaring into each other's eyes, struggling for dominance. Twilight may have been older, more respected, and have an otherwise clean record, but Flurry had the upper hand, and that hand was holding all the cards. After minutes of unflinching silence, Twilight lowered her head and sank down into her chair. "I want to discuss a few terms with you before we make any agreements."

"Of course you do," smiled Flurry. "And I will consider them accordingly. I may even accept them."

"First, I want you to stop taking pictures of me and your parents having sexual intercourse."

"No more pictures than I already have," agreed Flurry.

"Second, no exhibitionism. The point of this is to keep my bedroom life out of the papers. Having me walk naked down the street defeats the purpose. I'd be having you destroy one picture in exchange for hundreds that have no filter."

"It will all be behind closed doors."

"No telling any parties not involved what we're doing, either. No guards, friends, not even your parents. Nopony can know about this."

"No one will know what we're doing except the parties involved," Flurry nodded.

"And most importantly, no body modifying. I cannot walk out at the end of this deal with a tattoo across my chest branding me as a slut, and I must have all of my fingers intact and attached to my hands."

Flurry placed her hand gingerly over her chest. "Auntie Twilight, that hurts. I want to have fun with you, not mangle you. I promise you, I will not harm your body in any way. Any modifications will be temporary, like a spray-on hair dye. You simply take a shower, and you're good as new. It was never my intention to injure you."

Twilight still had a fair few qualms, but many of the ones she knew about could be brought up later. She didn't want to be there all night dividing up meticulous details. The faster she was done with the contract, the sooner she could go about fulfilling her end, and the sooner she could rest easy. "Okay."

"You agree to the terms, then?"

"I do," nodded Twilight. "And I expect you to adhere to your end. All copies and the negatives destroyed so that they can never be used again."

"You have my word," agreed Flurry, leaning back. "You know, Auntie, You have such a way with words. Your terms were very well-spoken and clear as a crystal pony."

Twilight raised her eyebrow. "Thank you?"

"You're so gifted with your tongue." Flurry pulled up her skirt and spread her legs. "Let's find out what else that tongue is good for, shall we?"

Twilight was taken aback. She had expected at least a night or two to gather her bearings. "Now?"

"Yes, now. I thought you'd like to see proof that I will hold up my end of the bargain? I'll burn them to ash, right in front of you. All I need is a guarantee that you'll hold up your end." She reached down and spread her lips open in invitation.

Twilight's gaze fell upon what lay before her. She could remember when Flurry was just a baby, and hadn't even said her first words. Now she was a woman, a fully-grown mare in her third year of college. Her off-pink flesh was mostly waxed smooth, with a small heart-shaped patch sitting just above her clitoris. It was purple with a blue swirl.

With a deep breath and trembling hands, Twilight lowered to her knees, leaned forward, and gently kissed the supple pink flesh.