Spike's Relaxation Session
It appears to be an ordinary day in the world of Equestria. Such a day happens to be a weekend, so many, many different people now have some time off, able to contend with their own issues and relax. Many would tend to sleep in, many would do their own thing, and, well, a certain duo would happen to be doing their own thing. One was a somewhat older girl with fair skin, curly purple hair, and typically with diamond-studded hair pins, a purple skirt, and a shirt typically of blue shade, though that wouldn’t be the case today. Indeed, this would be Rarity.
As stated, she had a very ordinary set of clothing, though instead of that, today she was wearing something more special for the day. She was currently wearing a blue robe wrapped around her somewhat tightly, it wrapped up in such a way that it showed her cleavage, a detail she personally made sure was ready. Additionally, she’d been setting up her bathroom for something special, where she sets up a fancy little bed, shelves of lotions, and various fragrances positioned around the area. She’d take one last good look at the bathroom, before a ringing of the doorbell would attract her. And so, she perked up.
“Oh! Coming!” she declared loudly. And so, she lunged out from the bathroom, before heading out and down her stairs, before making it to the front door. She made sure to peer through the peephole, and she felt herself soften as the person she was just waiting for had unveiled themselves. She backed away, before unlocking and opening the door, revealing her visitor. Said visitor was a younger brother to Twilight, him being a fairly small boy with spiky green hair. This small thing was none other than Spike, a small dude that happened to have a crush on Rarity. And, well, Rarity herself couldn’t help but feel flattered, and feel a little too willing to reciprocate.
“H-hi Rarity!” Spike greeted, gently waving towards her. He was usually a slightly snarky thing, but being in Rarity’s presence was enough to render him to mush.
“It’s very nice to see you, darling~” Rarity greeted, her giving him a soft bow, while “accidentally” giving him a better view of her cleavage. Spike blushed deeper at that view, and would try to bring his eyes away from them. “Do you still wish to be here for ‘you know what’~?” Spike shuddered and blushed, rubbing the back of his head self-consciously.
“I-I do, yes…” Spike said. “I-I’d really like to…” Hearing that, Rarity smiled warmly, before stepping back and motioning the boy in. At her urging, Spike would step through the door, which Rarity proceeded to close behind him. She adjusted her robes again to make sure they were still covering up just what she wanted, before she stepped ahead of Spike.
“Just follow me,” Rarity said. “And please don’t leave my sight.” Spike nodded in affirmation, and followed behind. The fashionable lady was leading him through her house, and Spike was now getting a bit of a view of her backside, the robes wrapped tightly around it. It seemed to show off her curvy form, but still kept her private. Spike felt like he should really not watch this sight before him, and yet… He couldn’t take his eyes off… Rarity wasn’t naïve, however. She knew he was looking, and couldn’t help but laud in the attention. Eventually, she made it to her bathroom, before swiftly maneuvering out of his way to make sure the apple of his eye was out of view, snapping him to a halt and to clarity.
“Please head on in,” Rarity said, waving him towards the location. Spike nodded, and walked in past the door. And once there, he’d see the scene provided for him. There’s a foam bed in the middle of it with a clean white towel draped over it, there’re several candles set about to waft a very nice smell into the air, and he’d see a shelf full of lotions around it. He couldn’t help but feel rather excited as he looked over the stuff, smiling.
“Wow, this looks really nice,” Spike said.
“Oh, and it’ll feel so great once we get started!” Rarity declared happily while clapping her hands together. “Now, before we start, I’ll need you to undress.” And at that, Spike seemed to freeze up, alarmed at the response.
“U-undress?” Spike muttered, turning around and feeling a little unnerved.
“Well, I can’t massage you with all of that clothing in the way,” Rarity reasoned. “Besides, you won’t be exposing anything to me. I’ll leave the door shut, you cover yourself up with one of the towels and lay on the bed, and let me know when I can come in.” Hearing that, Spike would begin to calm down. Indeed, this guy was here to be massaged. He was helping Twilight an awful lot around the house, which involved quite a bit of heavy lifting and long periods of cleaning and note taking, and many periods of staying up after hours. He’d grown awfully weary after all of that and, after venting a little to Rarity, he’d be surprised to find that she’d be willing to massage those worries away. So, here he was, so close to his under-dressed crush, about to undress a few inches away from her…
“Y-yeah, I guess that’s right…” Spike said, drawing circles in the ground beneath him. “I-I should get on that.” Rarity smiled and nodded, before shutting the bathroom door. And with that, the young lad took in a deep breath, before exhaling, him rubbing his hands together while pacing. He felt like he was cooking in a sauna right now, but the room was only lightly warm. Still, he had to make sure that he was properly prepared. So, he’d start with arguably the least embarrassing items to remove: the socks. With those things down and in a corner of the room, he’d back away, and begin to hook the hem of his shirt. It wouldn’t be long before he got that off. Now, after that, all that was left was… the pants.
“U-uh, how undressed do you want me?” Spike asked through the door.
“All the way, darling,” Rarity answered. “And remember to cover yourself up with the towel before you call me in.”
“All the way…” Spike repeated while turning away from the door. He looked down at his pants again, nervously contemplating whether he should go through with this or not. But, he supposed a massage was a massage, and Rarity knew best… So, he’d hook his waistband, making sure to get his undies, before pulling his shorts down and past his legs. He may’ve been alone, but he couldn’t help but feel weird, being naked in another person’s house. He covered up his crotch as he walked over to the corner he set his other stuff, before setting his clothes down there. Then, he’d take a few careful breaths to try and calm himself down as he went towards a nearby towel rack, where he’d draw a white towel, similar to the one on the bed, from it, and wrap it around himself. He gave himself a quick once over to make sure his private spots were covered, before figuring it was time. “I’m ready, Miss Rarity!”
“In coming, dear!” Rarity’s voice said from the door. And then, it’d open up, and in came that robe-wearing mistress, her stepping across the floor and nearing the table. “Now, please lie face down on this table.” Spike nodded at the request, and approached the table with the care of someone trying to walk a tight rope, all while clutching at his current only form of protection from exposing himself. He’d soon arrive at the table, at which he’d climb onto it, before laying down over it. And with him down, Rarity would carefully take the edges of the towel Spike covered himself in, before lifting them and arranging the towel to lay it over his back like a blanket. And like that, everything below his shoulders were covered. Rarity looked on, and gave a soft smile. He did look awfully cute like this, laid out for her and seemingly only her, completely at her mercy. Well, either way, she went to grab a few bottles of the lotion, before spreading some oil over her hands.
“I’m about to start, darling,” she warned. “For now, since you’ve been doing some heavy lifting, I will focus on your back.”
“Thank you, Rarity,” Spike said, giving a nod. Rarity would rub her hands together to make sure the oil was nice and in place. And then, with a soft wiggle of her fingers, she’d lower them towards his shoulder line, the boy fighting the urge to look back. He realized that any slight movement on his part would probably make this process a little harder for Rarity. And then, down those hands came, palms on his shoulder blades and fingers wrapping over the shoulders. And then, she decided to test the grounds a little bit. Spike would feel her palms wobble side to side on his shoulders while her fingers tapped about, seeking out knots. Whenever she searched, however, she’d follow up by pressing her fingertips deeply into him, each press feeling pretty nice, as did the movements of her palms. He gave a soft sigh as she went to work on top of him, but he knew this was merely the introduction.
Rarity, meanwhile, would take mental notes of what she was finding in the shoulders. She was definitely noticing some stiffness here and there, his body clearly subjected to quite a bit of stress unfortunately. Poor thing, he appears to’ve not left an awful lot of time for himself to relax. So, after a bit of that, she’d go on to maneuver her thumbs under the rim of his shoulder blades, before drawing along the outline, her fingers gently rapping along the upperside. And as her finger drew on him, Spike would softly sigh, especially as her thumbs gently drew over him. Eventually, her thumbs would wrap around on top of his shoulders, and now her fingers were working to smush down on them. And now, he could feel those individual, thin points bore down on him.
“A-ah!” Spike moaned out, his body tensing a little. It felt strange. There was definite care to her approach, sure, but each individual digit poking down felt fairly invasive and slightly discomforting. However, he’d soon come to learn that there was a bit of a firm hand required to get to his painful areas, for soon he could feel the slight pain he’d bore in his shoulders begin to melt away, at least at where Rarity’s fingers were. It almost felt like they were sinking into him! “R-Rarity~”
“Aw~ Do keep up, dear Spikey-Wikey. I want to be absolutely certain of where I am and am not effective,” Rarity explained. After pressing down, she’d lift her fingers and release the press down on him, before rubbing circles into either blade in order to rub out whatever slight pain the initial assault caused. And, sure enough, Spike would softly sigh in response. After a bit of that, Rarity’s hands would come down from his shoulders, before slightly scooting the towel down, and running her thumbs under his shoulder line. And under there, right under the shoulders, Spike could feel her soft digits work into his poor body.
“Ngh~” he softly moaned, feeling comforted by Rarity’s handiwork. “O-oh I love this~” Rarity couldn’t help but adore the noises dear Spikey was making. He was oh so vocal, and oh so transparent in how great she was making him feel. By now, she couldn’t help but feel that she wasn’t quite giving it her all, though. No, she decided that she’d need a better angle, and so she’d lift a leg over the bed, before lifting herself up and over Spike’s own legs. She was over him, and thus sat down, smushing on his legs while she kept on rubbing into his back. “Ah~ Thank you, Rarity~”
“Oh, don’t you worry, darling,” Rarity moaned. “Just keep on uttering your enjoyment, that helps me know just where to touch you~” Her fingers were on either side of his spine and tracing the outline, up and down and up and down, nearing the base of his neck, before tapping his waistline. And after a little, she’d stop her movements on the waistline, and begin rubbing over his buttocks and around to his hips. She’d wrap her hands around either, and would rub him down, rubbing those poor joints… and bringing her thumbs under his blanket to get to his backside. And as those thumbs bore into his buttocks, he’d go wide-eyed and blush.
“U-uh, Rarity? You’re getting kind of low…” Spike muttered.
“You’re very wound up, dear,” Rarity said. “I’m just getting at whatever parts of you need the attention, and this is clearly one such area. You’ve been putting yourself through the wringer for a long while, haven’t you?”
“I-I guess…”
“Then just stay still, and I shall fix up everything, darling~” Spike could only blush as, sure enough, her thumbs stretched down far so that she could work her joints into the upper half of his buttocks. He shuddered somewhat uncomfortably, feeling a very familiar stirring between his legs. He couldn’t let himself get exposed, not in front of her! Thankfully there was the towel… there was the towel… there was the towel… He was perfectly safe. She had no idea he was feeling anything weird at this very moment. And, thankfully, her hands would retreat from his lower half to instead get up and around the base of his neck. And with that, Spike’d give a very calming sigh, his body seeming to go loose again.
“That could’ve gone pretty bad,” Spike remarked to himself. Meanwhile, Rarity would keep on rubbing, getting the base of his neck before traveling up to get to the edge of his head. Feeling that, he began to lean into those thumbs. And after a bit of that, she’d get off of his neck, and would soon change to cupping the back of his head, her palms on the back of it while her fingers neared the back of his ears. He smiled and laid there, him leaning in either direction to enjoy those strokes. She’d keep on stroking just behind, before she moved her hands forwards to now get at them.
Her fingers gently pinched around the rims of his ears, making sure not to clamp on too hard. Instead, she’d softly rub circles into them from either direction, while moving hose fingers up and down. Spike would sigh in response. He hadn’t expected this to feel so good, but her just playing with his ears… It was so, so pleasuring, the way she gently caressed those soft things. He panted gently, more so as those fingers would come down to give his lobes some attention. Those things appeared to be especially sensitive, on account of the boy beneath Rarity shifting and contorting in response to that. Rarity couldn’t help but smile deeply at that reaction, before she released her grip of them, and gently rubbed into his temples.
“There you go~ There you go~” she muttered as she rubbed into him. Part of her was certain that at any moment, this little guy would melt like an ice cream beneath her. Each gentle touch to his head only made her consider that more and more and more. And as she rubbed, he looked his body over him more and more, slowly taking in the small details of his body. He was a little muscular for his size, probably from his heavy lifting with that Twilight girl. And down where that towel lay… It covered him up well enough, but she could see the very slight outline of his backside. She couldn’t help but feel a little self indulgent as she looked over him, her drawing her tongue over her lips. “You’re doing so good, Spikey-wikey~”
“I-I’m doing good?” Spike asked.
“I-I mean, you’re being a very compliant subject for me,” Rarity assured as she kept on rubbing. “You’re not wriggling too hard, you’re not shaking about, and you’re leaving all of yourself to me~” Soon, her hands were right on top of his scalp, her gently weaving her fingers into his hair. Spike’s previous confusion then melted away, him sighing as she worked her way into his roots. He gently tilted his head in the appropriate direction to allow her the ability to rub into him more and more. She was more than happy he was offering himself like this. She’d alternate between gently scratch his scalp, and simply running her fingers through that green dyed stuff. The gentle movements of the lady above him was lulling Spike closer and closer to a general malaise. His eyelids began to flutter so that he could thoroughly enjoy everything happening to his body. His visuals were cut off, and as a result the stuff he feels done to his body are more present in his mind.
Rarity rubbed more and more, before withdrawing her hands from the top of his head, instead coming back down to his shoulder blades and rubbing them. She was beginning to notice a little less of a reaction out of him, and she definitely noticed that the tension in his body was significantly less than before. Of course, it only made sense; Rarity had worked on his poor back for a while now, and she supposed she should work elsewhere. And so, she’d maneuver her legs around so that she could sit upon his lower back, while facing his legs. And while there, she’d grasp the lower edge of his towel, and hike them up a little, showing the lower edge of his buttocks.
“R-Rarity-!” Spike muttered in slight worry. However, her fingers simply rubbed along the bottom of his buttocks, the mere touch of these things causing a lewd shiver to run up the boy’s form. Rarity, meanwhile, could feel the poor thing shudder beneath her, which got her a little excited. And as she rubbed his poor backside, she couldn’t help but get a peek somewhere… lewder. From here, she could get a good look between his legs, seeing his balls and dick, it throbbing in excitement in response to her handiwork. She had plans for that thing sure enough, but that’d be for later. She had to get to the rest of Spike’s legs first.
So, she grasped his thighs, pressing her thumbs into them. As she did, she’d hear a gentle sigh beneath her, Spike now seeming to calm down. Sure enough, there was plenty more stiffness in these poor muscles, and she was intent on finding each problem area to rub her thumbs in them. Spike sighed and rolled his eyes back in response, his toes lightly curling in response. Rarity then leaned forwards more to rub behind his knees, pressing into them and getting him to squeeze up. It seemed like she hit a pretty sensitive spot. That was another great part to this massage: it let Rarity know just what spots made the boy tick.
She sent her hands down further, making it over his calves and gently grasping them. Spike rolled his eyes in pleasure and tightened his toes a little, Rarity finding her vision gravitating towards those digits. He had such cute little feet… he honestly had an awful lot of cute things to him, really. From the adorable hair to his cute little tush and his feet… Rarity shook her head, realizing that she almost let herself get too into that part of her plan. No, she’d save herself for just a little later. If she was too forceful, she might scare the poor dear off. And even though she didn’t doubt that she could keep him down just by sitting on him, she wouldn’t want to risk him getting too uppity.
After a bit, she’d reach around one of Spike’s ankles, and carefully pull it up and closer to her, her cupping the ankle with one hand while caressing the sole with the other. One thumb gently curled around his heel, her index was right before the toes, and her other fingers wrapped around his foot to keep him still. Her thumb and index began to slide side to side over their respective areas, gently smushing into that foot. And at that very slight movement, Spike gave a gentle sigh. She could feel his back seize under her a little, as if anticipating the storm of attacks these little things were about to endure. She gave a smirk, before pressing either finger forwards and into him!
“N-ngf!” Spike grunted, his body tensing more as either digit pressed deep into his foot tissue. Rarity softly licked her lips as that noise graced her ears. She loved this, the way that he showed off how much he loved her. Not just to her massage, though… After a bit of pressing, she brought the other hand up, now using either foot to cup his foot. She adjusted either hand, now bringing either thumb into the bridge of his foot, now stroking up and down, stopping at the ridge of either third of his foot. She wouldn’t just go up the midline, though. No, she’d vary up the path of her thumbs, running into V-shapes, squiggly shapes, and even pressing on either half of this bridge.
“A-ah yeah~” Spike moaned, loving the attention. Rarity, meanwhile, felt the urge to hold her breath. Part of her felt as if she’d pounce and enact her plan prematurely if she weren’t to hold her breath! She felt drool thread through the corner of her lip, which she responded through a quick swipe of her arm, wiping away the moisture. Good thing, she was sure that Spike would’ve been weirded out if he felt her drool on his legs.
Either way, she continued her assault, running down his heel, before running up to get just under his toes. She saw those digits wiggle a little in response, her continuing to brush beneath. After a bit of that, she’d bring her fingers up, releasing one hand from his foot, and bringing her fingertips dangerously close to the narrow space between either toe. And then, she gently threaded either finger forwards, pressing through them. And at that, she’d feel Spike arch up beneath her, giving off a relatively heavy moan. Rarity looked back to get a good look at how those tingles she’d inflicted on him manifested in him, driving his head skyward while she pinned down his lower half. Rarity smiled, before drawing her fingers back and out of the grasp of those toes.
She lowered that leg, and could feel Spike lower himself, laying over the bed. Rarity grasped the other leg, before bringing it up and looming the foot near her. And while she held him, she could feel a Spike tense up in anticipation. Rarity held his foot and looked back to get a good view of the quivering form beneath her, writhing and waiting for his other footsie to be slathered with the same kind of care she’d gifted his first one. She glanced back and saw him turn his head back, allowing him to look up at her pleadingly. She answered with a soft look of her own… and both hands on that remaining foot.
“A-ah~” Spike moaned as she pressed into him yet again. One thumb beneath the toes, one thumb into the heel, she drew teeny tiny circles into either location, and Spike was loving it, if those oh so familiar movements and sounds beneath her were any indication. Rarity stopped that, but before Spike could beg for more, her thumbs came to the bridge, and proceeded to draw up and down it. She kept on and on, and little Spike was absolutely adoring all of it.
Eventually, she’d finish up rubbing his feet, at which she’d set them down, letting the little guy lay out and sigh. Rarity, meanwhile, softly chuckled to herself as she made sure she was properly seated at the lower edge of Spike’s back, looking down towards his backside.
“Oh, you entertain me so, Spikey-Wikey~” Rarity moaned, softly wobbling on top of him. “All of your noises… you’re making me excited… at this rate I’ll have to indulge myself a little~”
“What do you mean?” Spike asked. However, he’d soon feel Rarity’s fingers invade, forcing themselves under the towel, and brushing his buttocks a little. He blushed deeply and shivered. “H-hey! What’re you-?!”
“Oh, I’m simply indulging~” Rarity assured, like that made it better. Then, she pulled towards her, revealing some of Spike’s nude form… including her prize. It seemed like her fingers had an affect on him, judging by the erection down there. She giggled and teasingly poked the back of his balls, which got him real shivery. Rarity licked her lips as she felt him squirm. After everything she’d done so far, he was far too weak to go anywhere. Each poke got a throb out of Spike, and she was loving it. However, this poking was getting the fashionable lady a bit hungry herself.
Spike would then gasp once Rarity reached down between his legs. He felt her fingers coil around his member, them warm and intimate. He could feel his dick vanish in her grip, her thumb rubbing circles into his shaft. He’d frozen up and shuddered, and now he was like a little vibrator between Rarity’s legs. She could probably bring him to edge just with this hold, but that wouldn’t do well enough. No, she wanted to milk this boy’s reaction for all he’s worth.
Her thumb kept on rubbing circles, while she’d tilt a couple fingers upwards so that her tips could teasingly poke and prod his tip, as if she were tickling it. And at that motion, she could feel him vibrate a little harder. All those fun sensations going through his body appeared to be making him attempt the downward dog pose, his bottom starting to lift up while she prodded. While she tickled his member, she’d also reach out and get a good handful of one of his buttocks, playfully squeezing it and rendering him even more of a mess. But this was only the beginning.
Her fingers retreated from the tip, opting to wrap around him instead. Meanwhile, Spike froze up as the feeling of those sensations stopped. Deep down, he knew this was the calm before the storm. Admittedly, this was pretty nice, had he asked for this. He had imagined spending private time with Rarity from time to time, but being pinned down and forced to get all excited over her… That just made him feel dirty, which only made him harder.
“A-ah~! Rarity-!” Spike began to beg, only to’ve ended up cutting himself off with a deep moaned as she suddenly stroked him. Up and down her hand went, rubbing his poor cock into submission. She could feel it quaking with excitement, her fingers firmly around it and her licking her lips. It felt like she was being fed a fine dessert by a butler while she lied in bed, and what a treat that’d appeared before her. Spike had such sweet screams, and every minor move beneath her drove a jolt of excitement through her. If she were a woman of lesser constitution, she might end up making a mess over his back just from his cute voice. Eventually, she released her grip of him, opting to bring her hand up while looking towards one of the bottles of oil nearby.
“I only stopped for now, but I assure you we’re far from over,” Rarity cooed as she began to rub the lotion in. “If you love what I’ve done already, then you’ll fall head over heels for this~” Rarity then leaned down, and Spike could now feel one of her oil-slick hands gripping one of his butt cheeks. It felt so cold and wet and made him feel even more awkward. He could feel her hover over him threateningly while she waved her hand near. And then, after enough suspense, she snapped down!
Spike wailed out louder than before as he felt her now slick hand catch his poor cock! It throbbed, and the slickness allowed her hand to glide up and down effortlessly! He was flailing about as sheer pleasure poured through him as fast like white rapids! Up and down Rarity stroked, her other hand gripping Spike’s tush playfully while she jerked up and down. She could feel him tense up with each jerk of her hand, as if he were trying to climb up to his hands and knees. Unfortunately for him, he was only leaving his cock more and more vulnerable to her.
Rarity’s heart beat faster and faster as the boy’s submissiveness grew harder and harder. She absolutely adored how vulnerable the little guy was to her. Each little movement fed her hunger more and more, and she could actually start to feel herself get a little wet. However, that was nothing compared to how much pre Spike was dripping. He was very clearly enjoying this. Rarity decided that she couldn’t keep on starving herself, at least not at this point! She had more in store later, but right now she needed to sate her hunger!
She jerked up and down as fast she could, putting it all into her muscles to get him right where she wanted him. Spike was left only panting and moaning, any and all struggles threatening to give away beneath her like a house of cards. More and more she stroked, she bit her lip hungrily, and eventually, she felt Spike go limp as he was forced to cum on that bed! He moaned out with great intensity, still blowing his load over the bed. Rarity sighed merrily and brought her hands up, before looking warmly over the boy.
“Oh, this has been as much a relaxing session for me as it has been for you I’m sure,” Rarity almost whispered. “You’re such a delicious little treat~ I love those cute noises you make and that adorable tension you carry as I play with you. It makes me want to keep you so much longer. You want me to keep you much longer, don’t you dear?” Spike, meanwhile, was panting all the while, trying to recover from her assault. He could scarcely hear his masseuse speaking to him, and it began to register to him. If he wanted, then she could keep on doing that? Yes… Yes!
“Y-yes please, Rarity!” Spike begged. “I wanna be with you for so much longer!” Rarity smirked self congratulatorily and teasingly tapped his nose.
“What’s the magic word~?”
“P-please, Rarity! Please, please keep me more!” With that submission, Rarity was happy. She got his word with very little effort. She just had to play with his little weakspot for a little bit, and now he’s putty in her hands. She licked her lips hungrily, before stepping up.
“Why that’s excellent to hear, darling,” she said. “So, to keep our play going, I think that I’ll go fetch something.” With that, she stepped up, before walking over to a closet in the corner of the room, her drawing it open. Spike began to pick himself up and look out, curious about what she could be getting. However, the way she was oriented, the currently opened door was blocking his view. Eventually, she began to pull away, and Spike, figuring it’d be better to not be caught peeking, buried his face back into the table. Rarity came back, her holding a few things behind her back. Spike could hear a slight “jingle-jangle” from her, but still he tried to keep his view hidden.
“Here I am, darling. Get ready for the next step of your journey, this is going to be a little intense~”
“O-oh I hope so, miss~” Spike said dreamily, thinking only to that glorious handjob he just got. Rarity gave a curt giggle, before bringing her arms out in front of her. And then, Spike began to feel things wrap around him, binding his legs to the legs of the table while his arms were pinned over the head of the table. He rose a brow and began to look around, before spying the lady looming over him lift his hips slightly. “Uh, what’re you-?” he began to ask. However, Rarity pulled forth a fearsome-looking device. It was shaped kinda like underwear, boasting a fabric waistband with a metallic front over the crotch, this one appearing to have a cup-like device right where the dick would go. Spike was confused about that thing, especially as Rarity unstrapped it and then put it around his hips. “Wh-what’s this?”
“That’s a little chastity belt,” Rarity explained. “When you wear it, that means you won’t be stimulated!” Spike’s eyes widened at that, and he gave his hips a few shakes with worry.
“R-Rarity-?!” he gasped out in alarm. “Wh-why’d you put this on me?!”
“Oh, it’s just a little fun for myself,” the fashionable lady explained. “I don’t want to put you overboard that fast again. Now, I can indulge in myself without abandon!”
“What do you mean indulge in yourself?” Spike asked. And then, Rarity climbed up on the table, her bringing her hands down and pressing her fingertips gently into his sides. He felt a slight tingle upon her touchdown. His sides felt really sensitive, causing him to struggle a little beneath her. However, she didn’t even need to put her weight on him to keep him in place. The bindings more than kept him in place. And then, with a giggle to herself, Rarity ran her hands up and down his sides, tickling them! “EEYAH!” Spike wailed, now writhing beneath her!
Powerful tingles ran all through him, pounding him with intense stimulation! He shook and thrashed about as if any of his movements could free himself of his bindings! Unfortunately, he was going nowhere. She kept on running her fingers up and down, tickling him more and more and getting more shakes out of him! Of course, there’s no way that she’ll just contend herself with his sides. No, instead she bought her arms out towards his front, where her fingers could make it to his stomach and begin to dart and dance across the sensitive surface!
“WAH!” Spike wailed as she tickled him there! He shook his hips and whipped left and right in hopes that he could escape those hands, but they were able to simply readjust themselves and continuing striking his belly. And of course, she’d refuse to keep to just one place. So, while she kept on tickling his belly, her other hand would wrap around to tickle at his side, before reaching up to get under his arm, right at the exposed pit. Spike wailed even louder and she could see him trying to retract the arm defensively. Unfortunately, the nylon held him tightly, and refused to let him defend himself!
She tilted her head to get a look at his belly, and began to notice that it was getting a bit pink from her abuse. She must’ve been getting a little too zealous there, so she decided to give that bit a break, instead moving her hand around to get at his other side, which she kept on tickling. And Spike would keep on laughing, feeling like every part of him was now filled with giggles that he was more than desperate to let out! He was positively screaming his stimulation out and thrashing either limb, the nylon and the bed shaking. He may’ve been small, but there was some clear strength behind this little guy. She could only imagine what Twilight had been putting the guy through when she asked for his help.
Either way, she kept on tickling, running up and down his sides, from his hips to his underarms. And the laughing failed to cease. For a moment, she could swear that it was starting to get contagious. Rarity couldn’t help but stifle a few giggles as her fingers glided up and down his sides. And all the while, he could see his cute form shake and tense up, from his shoulders bunching up, to his cute little tush shaking to her touch. More and more he tickled, snickering at his poor responses.
Up her hands came, coming under his head and between his shoulders to tickle at his neck. Spike, meanwhile, shook around, trying to crane his head either which way to protect them. Fortunately Spike had more chances to defend himself, but when he’d try to defend one side, he’d leave the other side open to an attack from her fingers. He’d shake side to side but would only expose himself for her, which prompting more tickles to go through his poor body! And as if that wasn’t strange enough, he could feel her seated upon his back, just above his waistline. He could feel her soft, cushy backside… It felt so soft upon him, squishing just right and smushing on him. It made him blush, and he could feel excitement return to him, though that chastity belt limited how much it’d show. Rarity seemed slightly aware, that or she just felt like getting comfortable on him, because she rubbed side to side upon him, grinding her butt down.
Spike squirmed in both stimulation and in lust as he felt her both tickle him and made him feel her butt. She kept on assailing his neck and kept on rocking upon him, and Spike shook about in sheer distress. Eventually, thankfully, she brought her hands off of him, allowing him a moment to breathe and relax. He had endured a heck of a lot of tickling. If she kept on, part of her feared that she might destroy his senses and leave him unable to feel anymore tickles. And lord knows she doesn’t want to lose that opportunity.
“How are you doing, Spikey-Wikey?” Rarity asked, leaning over him a little. “You look positively red and sweaty. You seem awfully tense for this session. Though, I suppose it’s gone too far from a massage, hasn’t it~?” Rarity giggled at that and leaned back, putting more weight on Spike’s lower back.
“Nff… I-I guess it isn’t…” Spike affirmed. “I-I just… I-I didn’t see this coming…”
“Is it the kind of thing you dreamed of?” Rarity asked. “You want me all over you, don’t you? Well, truth is I do want to be a little all over you. I can’t help but admit I love feeling you writhe around beneath me and within my fingers. I feel like I’m having a yummy dessert all to myself!” She reached towards his inner thighs, and tickled that as well, getting another cackle from Spike and getting him bucking around frantically! She ran her fingertips to and fro, dancing all over his legs and getting at those sensitive spots! She snickered before stopping and gingerly climbing off of him, simply standing beside him. Spike was still reeling from all of that attention.
He tried to climb up, but he was still writhing from all of the attention he’d been put through. Even if Rarity weren’t there to stop him, he’d probably be far too winded to get up. Did her massage weaken his muscles enough to keep him weak? Or did all of that tickling done to him essentially sap all the strength from him? Either way, Rarity seemed to wring his strength out and leave him laying on that bed super weak. Rarity, meanwhile, felt positively tickled. She sighed and kicked a leg over the bed, sitting down on the small of Spike’s back while her legs were nice and spread. She smiled widely and began to reach between her legs.
“Oh Spikey~ Oh you’re making me so excited, dear~” Rarity moaned as she rocked her hips on top of him. “I love someone rocking beneath me like this~ I’m not sure if you’ll feel something this exciting. I feel positively on top of the world right now! I’m soooooo happy right now~ You’re so cute and tiny and it’s so easy to get you at my mercy. Can you imagine how elated I feel right now~ I’m going to~ Mmf~” She moaned deeply and kept rubbing. Meanwhile, Spike could feel her rub her hips side to side on top of his back, smearing a bit of her excitement on top of his poor body. He blushed deeply as he realized what she was doing to him! She wasn’t actually going to-!?
“R-Rarity! P-please stop-!” Spike groaned as he squirmed beneath her. She moaned again and kept on rubbing side to side while rubbing between her legs. She bit her lip and looked skyward in pure elation. She was beginning to struggle to find her words in this moment, preferring to let out grunts and moans of excitement.
“Y-yes, that’s all helping me right along~” Rarity moaned as she rubbed at her sex more and more. “I love a bit of refusal from my little toys~” She rubbed more and more, speeding up her pace as she bit harder. More and more it came, before she was unable to hold back any longer! “A-ah! Spike~!” With that, she let loose over his poor back, the boy beneath her tensing up in alarm as he felt his back get soaked. She moaned and leaned back, propping herself up on one arm while she panted a little. She had a bright smile on her lips, not that Spike would be able to tell. Still, he could only wince in worry as he felt the slick stuff all over his back. Sure enough, she’d just enjoyed herself a little too much. She sighed and got off while rubbing at her loins a little, sighing merrily at her recent release. Spike, meanwhile, squirmed a little on that bed, feeling awfully humiliated… yet kind of excited.
“Oh, you’ve been a fun ride, dear boy~” Rarity moaned, feeling her chest sensually. “I’m so glad I’d let you in. Believe me, this will be a memory that I will carry with more for years to come~” She moaned softly before grasping at his hips and lifting his rear up a little bit, brandishing his crotch to her. She brought her hand forwards and playfully ran a fingertip up and down his contained length. The chastity cage held his erection in place, which just made him more antsy. “Of course, for being such a fun ride, I feel you deserve some reprieve. I do feel guilty for keeping you locked up like this~ Which is why I’ll release your friend~”
With that, she brought her hands to the appropriate spot, and undid the chastity belt that’d annoyed Spike for what he swears was an eternity. Sure enough, his cock was freed and brought back to full length, and a part of Spike was amazed he hadn’t blown again from all of the teasing he’d received. Rarity, meanwhile, was seating himself at the rear of the bed and still holding Spike’s hips, bringing her hands up to place her palms on his buttocks. Spike blushed again, and he got more erect.
“Oh, we’ve done so much with you already, dear Spikey-Wikey~” Rarity cooed as she rubbed her palms into his cute bottom. Spike, meanwhile, shuddered beneath her, squirming a little. “I need to get a little more creative, mustn’t I? Little ol’ you needs a bit of spice to all of this, right? I won’t let myself go too far with you just yet. I’ll make absolutely sure you feel great, don’t get me wrong. But I’d hate to burn you out on me too soon~”
“R-Rarity, I would never get burned out on you!” Spike assured.
“Aw, what a sweetie~” Rarity chirped out. “But, unfortunately, I’m a little more experienced than you, which means I know that you’ll get tired if I use you too much. We’ll go back to the tickling and all of those adorable giggles out of you, but I’d hate to turn you numb too soon. Now, get ready dear~” Spike shook around in anticipation, feeling awfully bashful. Rarity brought him up on his knees and spread his legs, creating a suitable opening underneath him. Then, she got on her knees, before sliding forwards a little to get beneath her, her thighs under his hips. And once in place, Spike gasped out in alarm.
“Hee hee~ I feel your sheer excitement between my legs.” She moved her legs forwards and backwards, grinding on his shaft and getting a deep moan out of the smaller boy in response. She felt his excitement, and it was like falling in love all over again. She giggled and shuffled her legs about, grinding his poor cock between her thighs while Spike was rendered drooling. She smiled deeply and brought her hands up on top of Spike’s backside while she herself stopped shifting around. This wasn’t her stopping the assault though. No, this was just going to move onto new heights.
“Eeyah!” Spike wailed as she pushed down on his rump, forcing his cock between his thighs. She’d swoon at his adorable reaction and would repeat the process, easing how much she pushed him so he’d lift up, only so he could push him down again. Up and down she repeated, it feeling as if he were being made to fuck someone beneath her. She made sure to clench her thighs together so tightly, and always made sure that whenever he went up, he would never get out of the warm embrace of her legs. He could feel the slickness of his excitement stain between her legs, and the sounds of his hips smacking her legs filled her ears. The combination of sensations was positively heavenly to her, while Spike felt as if he was being forced through a ringer!
Her thighs had a vice-like grip on his shaft, squeezing around him as tightly as a vagina. Rarity was apparently really muscular, because her work with her legs was more than able to keep his cock right where she wanted him. She kept on bringing him up and down, keeping on making him fuck her legs, keeping on squeezing and rubbing his butt as she messed with him. He couldn’t see her, but he could hear her. Seemingly in response to all of his lust-filled noises, he could her hear downright orgasmic moans as she kept on bringing him up and down, almost as if she were personally getting screwed by him. Spike, meanwhile, would squirm about, feeling like he was burning up in excitement, and possibly also warm because of Rarity’s body heat. He was sure that he was close to melting on that table.
“Oh Spikey-Wikey, you are so adorable,” Rarity moaned as she played with him. “Such a cute rear, such an adorable feeling buried in my thighs, such lovely noises… Oh I’ve forgotten how much I’ve repeated how much I enjoy you, dear, but my heart’s just begging to let out its elation. You’re so cute.. so cute~” More and more she ran him up and down her thighs, keeping on milking him. Meanwhile, she could feel the tell-tale shivers of the smaller boy. It felt as if they’d just started, and Spike was already coming close to a climax. Rarity wasn’t terribly satisfied with that, so she decided to spread her legs and keep him aloft. And now, Spike’s cock was left to the cold of the outside world while her hands wrapped tightly around his hips and kept him up. Spike was left panting and panting, trying to work off everything his masseuse had done to him thus far. But his lust was still racing through him, his tongue still lulled past his lips and his eyes rolling into the back of his head.
“Hm hm~” Rarity chuckled to herself. Spike was certainly making a spectacle of himself right now. He looked so, so vulnerable, and so, so prime for the picking. And as much as she enjoyed squeezing him til he burst, she had to make sure to alternate her attacks. So, instead of moans of pleasure, laughter would soon escape that boy’s lips. She placed her hands on his sides, and then began raking her fingernails up and down. And then, the powerful tingles coursed through the boy’s body, and he was left wriggling and wriggling and wriggling.
“Ack! Not again!” he choked out between fits of laughter. Rarity snickered at his reaction and kept on tickling up and down. And, of course, she had to make sure her moves were varied. She started with a few strokes up and down his sides, then she’d alter the angle of her attack, making sure that she could strike at spots she hadn’t before. And of course, that rewarded Spike by granting him fresher and fresher tickles. That made sure that his poor body was beaten with more and more powerful jolts!
Rarity then stopped that and stood up, before sitting on his midback and making sure he was facing his rear. She then reached forwards and unbound one of his legs, Spike confused and slightly relieved as he felt the bind release. However, instead she craned his leg up and near her body. His foot was up near her bust, and Spike was already anticipating what this chick was planning. He grunted and squirmed in hopes of saving himself, but her grip was too strong. And unfortunately for him, his wriggling sole was more than available for his captor.
With a swift motion, her hands darted towards his feet, and began tickling him! Except it wasn’t just a tickle. No, she intended to go all out on this poor thing! She knew how vulnerable it was, so she decided to go full force on that poor thing! Spike was practically screaming his sensations out and he was thrashing beneath her! Rarity felt halfway tempted to unbind the rest of him so that she could enjoy all of his thrashing… And that halfway turned fullway.
While holding his leg, she unbound the rest of him, though Spike was too stimulated to even register that. Instead, Rarity kept hold of the one leg, and continued her attack. The screams continued more, and now he was kicking and punching at the table holding him. Now Rarity could feel the poor thing’s full struggles against her rear. It almost felt like a sloppy massage upon her from her poor subject.
“Oh, I think I should keep you like this for a while, darling. I think my rump could use the vibrations~” She gave a few teasing bounces on him, which Spike felt slightly humiliated by. Though that bit of humiliation was more like a drop in the water. Rarity had him completely and totally under her thumb, and he was suffering for all of it. Yet despite the embarrassment that brought on, despite how cruel she’s being to him… he couldn’t help but feel… excited. Could she be turning him into a masochist?
Spike’s brief thought process was interrupted by Rarity grabbing the other leg, and hoisting it up. Now, both of them were pressed near her bust, and Rarity was now more than able to assail his feet. Now she alternated how powerful and the form of her attack. She’d tickle at both of them at once, either with both hands or one hand at a time, she’d tickle one foot, she’d tickle the other, over and over while all Spike could do was shake and squirm beneath her while beating at the table in some vain attempt of working the stimulations out of him.
And then, after positively pounding his feet, Rarity began to think that she’d nearly stripped him of his sensation on his soles. So, she released them, and let them flop to the bed, him letting out a few weak laughs and laying limp beneath her. She sighed and simply sat on him for a little while. Her treatment was rough, and though Spike’s wriggling was a good massage on her, she had to admit it was starting to feel a little rough on her rump. She sighed and rubbed it a little, before bringing her butt up and turning around, instead sitting on his thighs.
“You look like you’ve lost a fight with a powerful foe,” she remarked. “I suppose this isn’t quite a massage anymore, is it? Well, suppose you shouldn’t have let yourself look so vulnerable~” Spike groaned and tried to climb up. However, Rarity was quick to turn around and lay upon him, smushing her torso against his back. He was able to offer no resistance, he was too weak. Rarity simply laid on the poor dragon with a lick of her lips, finding this all so entertaining. She simply reached a hand down, and began tickling one of his underarms.
“Nm-mmmn…” he groaned, only able to give a weak struggle. By now, it seemed like he couldn’t do much against her, not even able to entertain her hunger. She sighed and brought her hand up, resting both on his head.
“I’ve been messing with you for so long. But, I think it’s about time to finish you, don’t you think?”
“Wh-what more could you possible do to me?” Rarity reached down, and gave him a few sensual rubs between his legs. “A-ah~”
“We still have a bit of stress to work out of you~” She giggled and flipped him onto his back, and brought her rump dangerously close to his cock. And Spike, meanwhile, could only lie there and wait, his dick rising to the lady before him. And then, down she came, planting her buttocks around his shaft.
“A-ah!”
“Hm hm~ There’s our excitement~” she cooed. She then rubbed her buttocks around, bouncing up and down his shaft and squeezing his poor erection. Spike moaned as he felt those soft, soft things coil around him and keep on grinding him. Meanwhile, the lady on top of him had her hands on his shoulders, as if to pin him down, as if he had any chance of struggling against her. Up and down she rubbed while she looked down at the boy, her breasts waving at each bounce. Spike seemed positively floored as his crush rubbed him.
Up and down she rubbed, hotdogging him while keeping his arms in place. And the longer she held her, the more she began to realize that her victory was assured. This poor boy was way too weak from everything she’d pounded him with. There was no way he could even muster the strength to fight back. Rarity’s grin widened, and then she gently dragged her hands along his form, rubbing down to cup his chest. That sensual touch seemed only to feed his excitement more, as he, somehow, got even harder between her cheeks! He panted and panted, feeling closer and closer to his finish.
Rarity rubbed more and more, up and down her shaft, and sometimes leaning up to squeeze his tip and really grind on it. At this point, Spike actually tensed up, though instead of raising his limbs or anything, his form was just really tight and compressed. The lady above him then sensually stroked her hands down his trunk, rubbing his abdomen and gently tickling her fingertips along his sides. There were slight jolts, though not anything nearly as verbose as before. Yeah, clearly this little session would have to finish soon, but certainly this would wrap up quite explosively. She could feel this boy quaking for release! He was positively throbbing!
More and more she rubbed, and now she was going to make sure that he released! So, no more teasing; she was going to finish this poor boy asap. Now, she’d gone from her gentle rubbing, to bucking her hips up and down. She rode up his shaft, and slapped down on his lap, the sound echoing throughout the room. Spike winced however little he could at each smack. Spike panted and panted, and his hips would try to make any motions he could to try and finish himself. But his form could barely move. Rarity just pumped and pumped and pumped away, and her beautiful form and her beautiful face was more than enough to push him over the edge.
“A-ah! AH! AAAAAAAH!” he wailed, extending his hips however little he could and blowing his load. Having been spent so much from before, there was hardly any left to squeeze out of him. Dribbles of the junk spat out, some landing on her cheeks and some landing on her bed. With that, Spike groaned in defeat. He shuddered and felt his eyelids go heavy. He flickered his eyelids a little, before flopping his head back on the bed, his jaw dropping as his tiredness overtook him. And seeing that she’d thoroughly milked Spike, Rarity couldn’t help but giggle, and stood up.
“Oh my, I suppose I have a lot of cleaning to do,” she remarked, looking at both herself and at Spike. “Well… At the very least it’s been fun~ I hope you’ll cherish these moments too, Spikey-Wikey~”
…
A few days had passed since Spike’s massage session. After leaving, Rarity promised him that she could entertain him more and more, though as long as he kept their fun times between themselves. Rarity, in the meantime, made sure she and him were cleaned up, and made sure the room, bed, and her room was sanitized. It was a fair bit of work, and she’d even put in some over work to make sure it was as clean as possible. By now, however, she was well and certain that her work was nice and properly squared away. So, she could relax a little, and maybe read a book she’d recently gotten. However, as she laid down and read, she heard a ring at her doorbell.
She set her book aside and got out of her bed. She began walking down the stairs and to the front door. Looking out, she saw a girl. She had purple hair with a neon highlight, it was done in a ponytail, she had thick-rimmed glasses, and a cute dress with a striped top and a purple skirt with stars and starbursts dotting it. This was none other than Twilight Sparkle, one of her friends, and a brainiac in the group. She’s usually quite shy, but she still takes the time to hang out with them. Rarity wasn’t sure what exactly she was doing here, so, curious, she opened up the door.
“Greetings, Twilight,” she greeted. “What brings you here?”
“Hi, Rarity,” Twilight said, waving a hand towards her. “Oh, nothing much. I, well, sorta wanted to chat with you real quick.”
“Oh I’m always open for conversation! Come in!” She stepped back and opened the door wider, and Twilight stepped in. She then closed the door once she entered. “So, what seems to be on your mind?”
“Well, it’s about Spike…” Twilight started. Rarity froze up in slight concern. “He’s seemed, well… Very different ever since he showed up to you. And, I wanted to talk to you about what you did.”
“What I did?”
“Yeah… Spike told me everything…” Rarity felt worry fill her.
“I-I’m sorry, he just looked to cute! I-I couldn’t help myself from forcing myself upon him!”
“You forced yourself on him?!” Rarity paused. She certainly didn’t expect that reaction.
“Uh… what did Spike tell you?”
“Nothing. I didn’t actually talk to him about it.” Rarity had been caught in a trap. She groaned and slumped her head in defeat. “Now, first, I wish to now precisely what you did.” Rarity supposed she was already caught. So, she explained, Twilight looking on with a studious expression. And then, she wrapped up. “Hm… ok, wasn’t quite expecting that.”
“His body seemed really excited for me. It wasn’t until after I thought I was crossing boundaries… I’m in trouble…”
“Oh no, not quite,” Twilight assured. “In fact, I wanted to ask… think I can get a session?”