Long Night

by UpsideDownHousePlant

Rating: mature
Tags: My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Original Character, Porn, Fetish
Length: 4078

Cali Pear and Early Morning share a night of kinks and intimacy.

Early Morning subjects her girlfriend to a long long night of torment.

Shameless kink and fetish fic.

Content Warnings: hardcore tickle torture, bondage, hoof tickling, itching lotion/substance applied to hooves and dick, hoof fetish, sock gag, cock and ball torture, edging torture, orgasm denial/ruined hoof job, pissing, lesbians sub/dom.

Published 2022-04-14 21:00:00 UTC
Last updated 2022-04-14 21:00:00 UTC

Slap, Itch, Tickle

Early Evening huffed to herself bitterly, tightening the scarf wound around her neck. She looked down at the distant farmland before her, scribbling a quick note in her book.

It was a beautiful sight, but this morning it did nothing for her.

Her stomach growled in irritation, another painful reminder that a rather daring flock of seagulls had decided to make away with her lunch.

The day was meant to be easy and nice, a break from the disastrous week that had wrought nothing but havoc on the observatory. Equipment failure, staffing shortages, and rogue Everfree weather had made her life a living nightmare, and she had been looking forward to a relaxing tour of sky patrol. But even this day had gone poorly: the one thing that was meant to bring her relaxation was stress after stress after stress.

“Stupid Twilight Sparkle and her new regulations,” she spat. “My balloon is perfectly fine. Why do I have to recertify when it’s just been inspected.”

Early slumped over the side of the balloon basket, staring listlessly at the ground far below her.

“Gosh, I’m wound tight,” she groaned. “I really need to find a way to blow this off… Maybe Cali has an idea.”

“I’m home!”

Early began shrugging off her layered flight jacket, her boots clicking against the wooden floor as she walked down the hall.

“Hey,” came the reply from the kitchen. “How was your flight?”

Early snorted, sitting down to pull off her boots. “Ugh. Awful, to be honest.”

“Aw,” replied Cali Pear as she emerged from the kitchen. “What happened?”

“Apparently our balloons are no longer compliant with policy because Twilight Sparkle changed the entire rulebook!” Early shouted. “It’s ridiculous! Something else I have to deal with on top of everything else!”

Cali blinked, taken aback by her marefriend’s harshness. She quickly understood though, and with a quiet breath decided to enact the plan she had come up with last night.

“Well, I can see her point.”

Early whipped her head around, the laces for her woolen flight boots still half-undone. “What?!”

Cali strolled into the room, mug in her hoof and smugness etched into her face. “Those balloons are dangerous, I think it’s a good thing she wants them to be safer.”

“That’s ridiculous,” Early snorted, exhaling through her nostrils. “You have no idea what I have to do just to get them off the ground!”

“Wow, calm down!”

“Calm down?” Early shot out of her chair, eye twitching slightly. “Do you even know the week I’ve just had?!”

Cali sipped from her mug and smiled. “Of course! You haven’t stopped talking about it since!”

Early stormed over, sticking her face right into Cali’s own. She growled, jabbing a hoof into Cali’s chest. “Then what is your problem!”

“Geez,” Cali said, raising her hooves in mock-surrender. “I was only joking!”

“Joking? Joking?!” Early was ready to explode, when a subtle gesture caught her eye. Cali raised her right wing, where a coil of rope was dangling from her feathertips. She narrowed her eyes, squinting at Cali who innocently smiled back.

“What? You’re going to shut me up?”

“You sure you want to do this?” Early asked skeptically.

Cali shrugged, setting down her mug. “You had a shit week! You deserve to unwind. And I’m a big girl, I can take it.”

Early nodded, taking a deep breath and squeezing her eyes shut for a second. When she opened them, she seized her marefriend and slammed her against the wall. “Big girl, huh?” she growled, relishing the surprise in Cali’s face.

Cali quickly recovered, smiling back and raising her voice. “You going to prove me otherwise?”

“We’ll see,” Early remarked, before their lips came together. After a few seconds, she broke the kiss, taking the rope Cali had brought. “But trust me, you are going to regret sassing me.”

Cali lay on the bed, completely restrained.

Her forelegs were bent and pinned behind her back, with additional strands of rope binding her wings together. She silently flexed them but was unable to move them anymore than a few inches. With her rear legs tied together as well, there was close to nothing she could physically move. “Heh, tighter than usual,” she challenged, laying her head against the pillow.

Her heart fluttered slightly, a buzz of excitement and a little bit of fear stirring inside of her.

Cali tried to sit up, but Early immediately shoved her back down, knocking the wind out of her. Cali grunted, trying to mask her shock with a coy grin. “Well! Someone’s feisty!”

That outburst earned her a sharp smack to the ass.

When Cali cried out in surprise, Early made her move. She crammed her wool socks into Cali’s mouth so that the knot sat firmly in between her teeth, quickly drawing a violent protest from the bound pegasus.

With the knot of the socks lodged in Cali’s mouth, Early stretched the socks around Cali’s head and knotted them again.

“Emphly!” Cali protested.

“Shush,” Early scolded. She turned and seized her role of duct tape before returning to her helpless girlfriend. With a grin, she wound the tape around Cali’s muzzle several times, forcing her teeth to clamp down over the socks.

She grinned, hearing Cali cry in disgust as the taste of Early’s sweat filled her mouth and trickled down her throat.

With another coil of rope, Early tightly bound Cali’s hind legs together, leaving her soles facing the ceiling. Even as she sat on top of her, Early could feel the uneasiness within Cali. And she loved it.

“Laugh at me?” she muttered. “I’ll give you something to laugh about.” She slid off of Cali, heading to the nearby drawers.

Yanking open the top one, she pulled out a single yellow feather: one that had come from Cali’s own wing. She twirled it in her hooves, tapping Cali’s nose with it cockily.

“You say you’re a big girl?” Early hopped onto the bed, sitting herself right over Cali’s ass and lowering the feather onto her right hoof. “Then let’s see how long you can last.”

Early traced the edge of the feather around the cusp of Cali’s hoof.

“Mph!”

“You love making me suffer,” Early growled. Cali whined and Early swiftly smacked a hoof onto her rear. “Your turn.”

She continued tracing the feather around her hoof, using a free hoof to seize a nearby bottle.

Pegasi hooves were naturally sensitive. It was necessary in order to detect subtle weaknesses in clouds: a surface that was so soft, delicate, and sensitive that it took an equally sensitive hoof to feel them precisely.

Cali lived mostly on the ground now, meaning her hooves had become accustomed to the hard earth, but a solution had been invented. A special lotion could temporarily return the hoof to its original, delicate form that was sensitive to the slightest touch. All it took was a single layer gently applied.

Early knew all this and relished the information as she emptied the entire bottle over the surface of Cali’s helpless hooves.

The lotion, Early had learned, had another unpleasant side effect: when applied too thickly it tended to create uncomfortable, itchy sensations until removed.

Judging by the muffled whimper from Cali, she had pieced together what Early was doing.

“What’s wrong,” Early purred. “I’m just getting started.”

Cali quickly began writhing in agony as Early washed her other hoof in lotion. “Mmph!” Her breathing was labored as she continued to struggle, but Early was well planted over her and her weight was too heavy for her to throw off.

“Someone has some itchy hooves?” teased Early. “Aw, I’ll wash them off… some time tomorrow, maybe!” She snapped on a pair of latex gloves and began rubbing the lotion into her marefriend’s hooves.

Cali’s anguished scream brought a smile to Early’s face as she rubbed her helpless marefriend’s bound hooves, shiny with lotion. The mere touch made Cali flinch and bite down hard on the socks lodged in her mouth.

The feather began dancing across the surface of Cali’s hooves, drawing another panicked giggle from her.

Early laughed, patting Cali’s ass. “I hope you’re ready, bitch.”

She quickened her pace, tracing the inside of the delicate hoof beneath her before gliding the tip across the softened sole itself. “Hmmmmppph,” Cali wailed, giggling as she struggled beneath Early.

Early made like an artist, with the feather as her brush and Cali’s soles as her canvas. She let the tips trace against her skin, dragging them back and forth in an infuriatingly ticklish manner. Occasionally she would use the other end to poke into the sole, observing the various reactions this got from Cali.

It became clear that there was one area that would draw a high-pitched squeal without fait: the soft center of the hoof. With this information in mind, Early armed herself with another tool: an old toothbrush, used for miscellaneous cleaning duties.

Tonight, it would be used for something slightly different.

With a devilish grin, Early used her other hoof to attack the edges of Cali’s hooves.

Instantly, Cali’s eyes went wide as she inhaled sharply. “HMPH!”

“Starting to regret it now?” Early grinned. “Bit late for that, dear.”

She began scrubbing away at Cali’s right hoof. “Mmmmph!” Cali squirmed, her laughter doubling in volume.

Licking her lips, Early went for the kill. She scrubbed hard at the sole of Cali’s right hoof.

Cali’s high-pitched wail only made her grin wider. “Awww, it’s so adorable how ticklish you are,” Early mocked as she continued her attack. As the feather danced gracefully across the surface of Cali’s skin, the toothbrush took a less sophisticated approach.

“Hmmmmphhhhhh!”

Its worn bristles poked and scratched against her hoof, leaving a tingling sensation in its wake. As Early continued her assault, Cali gasped for air, struggling to voice her screams through the socks and tape. She only succeeded in filling her lungs with the tangy scent of Early’s sweat.

A pit of dread began to form in her stomach as she realized for the first time how truly helpless she was. Only Early could decide when she would be free of this hell. Until then, her fate (and her hooves) belonged entirely to Early. And she didn’t seem keen to let them go any time soon.

“I thought you were a tough girl!” Early teased. “But now you’re crying like a foal, just because I’m touching your hooves?”

“Fmck You!”

“Oh?” Early scrubbed even harder, abandoning the delicate approach of the feather. Using her now free hoof, she seized another bottle of sensitization lotion, applying another very generous layer to Cali’s soles.

“MMMMMPH!”

The brush moved in circles, making sure to rub its bristles against every square inch of Cali’s hooves. It circled the rims before making their way to the sweet spot, moving leisurely and drawing out the torment.

Each touch of that damned brush pushed Cali further and further into hysteria. The next fifteen minutes felt like fifteen lifetimes for Cali. Fifteen lifetimes where all she could do was pull fruitlessly at the ropes binding her forelegs, fifteen lifetimes where every breath was laced with Early’s hoof-sweat.

But it wasn’t enough for Early.

She set aside the brush, getting off of her girlfriend for a second. “How silly of me! You have four hooves, don’t you?”

Cali’s heart sank as she pulled at her bonds again, unable to bring either one of her forehooves in contact with the other. Her ear twitched as she heard Early rifle through the drawer, searching for something while humming to herself.

“Here we go!”

A buzzing filled the air, one that sent a shudder down Cali’s spine.

Early had found the hoof-held electric cleaning brushes.

“Wmph,” Cali cried.

“Wait?” Early laughed at the notion. “I’ve waited long enough to do this to you.”

Cali began struggling again with a renewed determination as she felt that damned cool liquid slather all over her forehooves. “Emmphy! Pmease!”

“Please what? More lotion?”

“Hmmmph!”

“Fine, fine,” Early conceded. “We’ll do this instead.” She turned on a brush and pressed it into Cali’s right forehoof.

“NNMMMMMPH!” Cali thrashed hard, earning her a sharp slap to the ass from Early.

Hidden beneath the whir of the brush was the ripping of tape, and Early easily secured the brush over Cali’s hoof.

Its bristles rapidly spun in circles, targeting the silky soft weak-point of her hoof. She’s going to kill me,” Cali gasped, laughter spilling out of her.

Early wasted no time securing a second brush to her other hoof, taking a step back to admire her work afterwards.

Cali flailed about like a fish out of water, wailing frantically. Tears were welling in her eyes now, and her cheeks stung slightly from the forced smiling. But things were only going to get worse as Early mounted her again.

“Oh, Cali,” Early purred. “When will you ever learn?” Cali flinched as she felt something run through her mane. Her eyes widened in pure dread, offset by the frantic laughter escaping her mouth.

Early had taken a mane brush. A mane brush that was much, much larger than the toothbrush, and with many, many more bristles.

“PLMPHESE!”

“Beg,” Early hissed. “You want this to stop? Beg for it.”

“PLMPHESE! I’m sopphy!” Cali cried out. “Don’t dmph mphis!”

Early laughed coldly. “No you’re not.”

“I’m sopphy,” she wailed. “I’m sopphy, plmphese don’t tickle me!”

“I wanted you to beg,” Early whispered, continuing to brush Cali’s scarlet mane. “Just so I could see your face when I took that hope and crushed it.”

She smacked Cali’s ass with the hard side of the brush several times.

“Buckle in,” Early laughed in between smacks. “Because honey, you’re out of outs.”

And so, Cali’s screams of pain quickly turned into a very different sound. “HRMMMMMPHHH! EMMMMPHYYAAHAHAHHAHAHA!” Cali bucked wildly, letting loose her loudest screams of the night. “PMPHESE! I’M SMMPHRRYYYYHAHHAHAHAHA!”

Early relished the screams of her marefriend, enjoying every second of her suffering. She kept sawing away with the brush at Cali’s hooves.

The mane brush covered every square inch of her hooves, leaving nothing corner untouched. With each and every pass it rubbed the lotion deeper and deeper into her skin, spreading it all over like butter on toast.

Cali thrashed about, but her energy was fading fast. Her body was being overtaken by a numbness from all the laughing. Her body was overtaken by sensation: the tickling and scrubbing somehow only worsened the itchiness. It felt as if her hooves had been set on fire, and every swipe or touch from a bristle worsened it.

“HNNNNNNNMPH!”

The scream was like music to Early’s ears as she hungrily licked her lips. She scrubbed hard, as if she were trying to remove a stain on the floor. “Scrub, scrub, scrub,” she sang. “Clean hooves make a happy mare!”

Cali’s head was sunk into the sheets now, her body drained of the energy to even lift it. “Emmphy, I’mph… I’mph gonna…”

Her pleas went completely unacknowledged. While she destroyed one of Cali’s hooves with the manebrush, she would use the toothbrush to scrub away at the other, making sure that no second passed without her hind hooves suffering.

“I’mph gonna peeeeeeee,” wailed Cali.

“You better not,” Early hummed. “Or else things will get muuuuuch worse!”

She’s going to kill me, Cali thought. Oh Celestia she’s going to kill me.

Early continued to utterly destroy her hooves, using every single tool she had available to her. Every few minutes she would slather a fresh layer of lotion over them, keeping them itchy and delicate. The brushes connected to her forehooves also continued to dutifully run, their bristles almost drilling holes into her soles.

Cali’s green hooves were slowly starting to turn as red as her mane from the onslaught. Tears trailed down her cheeks as pain began to shoot through her cheeks. Whenever she tried to speak, her teeth or tongue would come into contact with Early’s sock, somehow still ripe after all the time in her mouth.

She had no idea how much time had passed, but she was still lucid enough to tell when it happened:

Her cheeks flushed red as she squeezed her thighs together tightly, but it was to no avail.

“HMMMMMMMMMPH!”

A puddle formed onto the sheets, growing very rapidly in size and drawing a sharp gasp from Early.

“Cali Pear! I can’t believe you! Wetting the bed? At your age?”

Before Cali could even offer anything in reply, Early brought down the flat end of the brush onto her ass.

“MMMPH!”

“I warned you,” Early growled. “So maybe this time you’ll take me seriously.”

Blow after blow after blow landed upon her cheeks, each one drawing a pained scream from Cali. It didn’t take long before the yellow fur turned into a bright red, almost like a picturesque sunset.

But none of it was beautiful to Cali. The pain shooting into her body made sure of that. A fresh batch of hot, shameful tears streamed down her cheeks, as she hiccups interspersed the laughter and screaming.

“I can’t believe you. Needling me all day. Pissing on our sheets?” She accentuated her point with another hard spank. “And I’ll bet you’re enjoying this, aren’t you?”

Early seized Cali and flipped her onto her back.

Cali grunted in surprise, face to face with her tormentor.

“I don’t believe this,” Early tutted, slapping her open hoof with the hair brush. “You are enjoying this.”

Looking down, Cali was met with the sight of her own half-erect penis, standing tall against her thighs damp with piss. Her face flushed an even brighter shade of red, biting down on the sock that was making her mouth drier than the Appleloosa desert.

Early leaned in, gazing at Cali with half-lidded eyes.

Wordlessly, she poured some lotion onto her own gloved-hooves.

Oh. Oh Celestia, please. Please no.

Early just grinned.

She reached out and began rubbing her hooves up and down Cali’s shaft.

Cali moaned instantly, heat rising up her legs. The lotion was cool and wet against her skin, and while it hadn’t yet been coated thick enough to itch, she knew it was only a matter of time.

Early moved her hooves slowly, rubbing them and down her marefriend’s cock. Cali shivered at the touch, heat pulsing through her entire body.

“Mmm. You’re welcome, you little slut, you,” Early whispered, pausing to add more lotion.

With every pump of Early’s hooves, Cali’s dick grew and swelled. And as Early planned, the motions proved to be a double-edged sword as the itchiness slowly but surely grew.

“Cuuuuute,” Early laughed, giving her dick a few pats on its tip. “Your dick is just an adorable little thing.”

“MMMPH!” Cali began thrusting her hips towards Early, panting heavily as the heat built higher and higher. Early began gently caressing Cali’s balls, fondling them and rubbing away in small circles.

The pure sensation was going to eat Cali alive.

“You ready?” Early asked huskily.

Cali nodded eagerly. She could barely feel the brushes tickling her forehooves, or the burning on her rear hooves and dick. In that moment, she had completely lost herself in Early’s eyes.

She grinned back at Cali, picking up the feather again. “Oh, I dunno…” As Early trailed off she began dragging the tip of the feather across Cali’s shaft.

“Nnnnph,” Cali gasped.

“I think you can wait a little longer, don’t you?”

Early continued leisurely poking, prodding and rubbing, spreading more and more lotion to every square inch of Cali’s dick. Every single touch brought her closer and closer to cumming, but Early’s pace was maddeningly slow.

“I guess there’s one way to find out.”

“NNNPH!”

Cali’s heart sank even as her dick rose as Early pulled her hooves away.

“Sorry, honey, but you had to have seen this coming.”

“PMMPH!” Cali panted hard, sweat trickling down her body as she thrust her hips again. But Early pushed her back down with a smirk.

“You really think I’d let you have anything tonight?” Early grabbed both of Cali’s hips with a snarl. “The only thing I’m letting you have is suffering.”

With that, she flipped her around again, forcing a wince out of Cali as her dick hit the sheets. Dread filled her body as Early mounted her once more, refusing to even dignify her desperate pleas.

Her mind was full of static and haze and insisted that this must be some bad, strange dream.

But when she felt the brush touch her hoof again, she knew that it was all too real.

Cali didn’t have the energy to fight anymore. She couldn’t even lift her head above the pillow it rested on, couldn’t flex her wings against the ropes pinning them together. Her eyes were blurry from exhausted tears, and her throat burned from the repeated screaming.

But still, even though her body had nothing left to give, she laughed and laughed and laughed.

She didn’t have a choice.

Early would alternate between sweeping circles and vertical scrubbing, never sticking to one motion for too long. She gave each of her weapons its fair share of usage: the mane brush to sweep and scrub across the entire hoof, the toothbrush to explore the curves of her hoof, and the feather to hyperfocus tiny spots.

And still, Early didn’t seem satisfied. She began shifting her positions, exploring various other parts of her body. From the armpits to her wingtips, Early tested each and every nook and cranny of Cali’s body.

Cali barely registered anything. Her mind produced nothing but a thick, warm static. Feelings faded and rose rapidly: the pure heat in her cock begging to be released, the unbearable itchiness, the brushes terrorizing her silky soft soles, Eary’s breath against her back…

Her screams were wordless now, just noise mixed with hiccups, hacking coughs, and ravenous laughter.

She didn’t know how much time had passed, but her vision began to fade as her breaths grew shorter and shorter.

Please, please, please make it stop.

After a series of forever, it finally ended. The tips of the feather ceased tracing her soles, the electric scrubbers taped to her forehoofes were finally stopped. Cali barely noticed, continuing to laugh even though nothing was touching her.

“I’m impressed.” Early whispered in her ear. She pressed herself up against Cali, stroking her brilliant red mane. Reaching down, she ran her hoof through Cali’s tail, making the string of bells hidden inside clang merrily. “You didn’t even use your safeword.”

Cali didn’t have it in her to reply.

Her master planted a kiss on her cheek, then picked her up before setting her on the floor.

Weakly, Cali lifted her head to look up at Early. Her throat burned and her cheeks screamed in pain, her chest heaving as tears trailed like a waterfall down her cheeks.

Her hooves were red from all the tickling and shiny from the lotion that had been heaped over them. And finally, her dick stood completely erect, practically glowing from how much lotion Early had slathered over it, the faint smell of her own piss hanging in the air.

Early knelt down to whisper in her ear. “Have you learned your lesson yet?” She whispered.

Cali muttered something through the socks lodged in her mouth.

“Let’s hope so.” She stood, staring at the piss and lotion stains all over the bedsheets. “Now look at the mess you made. While you get to just lie there on the floor. Hope you’re happy!”

“Mmph.” Cali moaned, her hooves starting to burn with an itch now that they weren’t being tickled. Early shut off the lights and began to gather up the bedsheets. Before she left, she waved an object in front of Cali’s eyes.

She vaguely recognized it as one of Early’s wool-insulated flight boots.

Early pushed the opening of it over Cali’s mouth and nose, tying the laces firmly behind her head. “There!” Early declared. “Now you won’t miss me while I’m gone.”

A whine escaped Cali’s lips as the smell of Early’s sweat hit her in a wave.

“Goodnight, Cali,” Early whispered before the sounds of receding hoofsteps filled the room.

Cali groaned, letting a goofy smile plaster itself onto her face, and prepared herself for a long, sleepless night on the ground with nothing more than a boot over her face to keep her company.

She wouldn’t have it any other way.