Author's Note
A few of the lines were directly inspired from the cover image source. You don't have to call me out on it.
Tied Up In Knots
Twilight and Trixie were both sat down on the floor in their underwear and pajamas. Twilight was wearing a loose purple shirt with dark pink panties, while Trixie was wearing blue thigh highs, panties, and a frilly lingerie bra.
Trixie had already prepared all the rope and supplies she would need in advance, and was now more than ready to tie it all onto her soon to be, helpess bondage pet.
"Err, Trixie? You DO know what you’re doing, right?" Twilight asked, nervously shifting with her hands resting close behind her back. "Something tells me that being tied up isn't exactly the safest, most friendly, slumber party activity..."
"Hah!" Trixie laughed proudly and gripped her naive prisoner by the arms. "Trust me, Twilight. You couldn't be in safer, more capable hands. Now hold still. Trixie can't tie you up very well with you moving around like that."
"O-okay..." Twilight relaxed a bit and let her tense arms fall limp. "Just, don't tie me too tightly please," she humbly requested.
"Trixie will only tie you as tight as she needs to!" Trixie told her. "Now just sit back, relax, and let the Great and Powerful Trixie demonstrate to you, her amazing knot tying skills!" she grabbed her first piece of rope and sat high up on her knees. She was ready to begin.
Trixie started by folding the rope cleanly in half and wrapping it several times around Twilight's wrists, but not before carefully pulling her arms upwards behind her back and forcing her hands to touch straight between her shoulders.
Twilight was pretty flexible, so Trixie forcing her wrists to connect this way didn't really phase her that much, that was until she crossed the ropes and pulled them tightly together through the center, forming a secure, mildly painful, reverse prayer bind.
It was just then that Twilight finally came to the realization of just what she had gotten herself into. Trixie wasn't going to take it easy on her, was she?
"H-hey!" Twilight cried out and began to struggle a little bit. "Be careful please! Just because I agreed to help you practice your knot tying skills, doesn't mean you have to tie me up THAT tight! It's not like you actually have to keep me from escaping you know!"
"What's the matter, Sparkle? Don't you trust me?" Trixie asked with a wide, devilish smile.
"Yes, but don't you trust ME, Trixie?" Twilight replied. "It's not like I'm going to walk out on you! You don't have to tie me THAT perfectly!"
"But perfect practice makes perfect," Trixie boldly stated as she stood up. "And there's no one more perfect and talented with knot tying and escape acts than the Great and Powerful Trixie! Even if she does have to practice once in a while..." she admitted without an ounce of actual humility.
"So, my lovely, helpless assistant," Trixie crouched back down and rested her hands on Twilight's shoulders. "Think you can escape from these ropes? Think you're up to the challenge of slipping free from Trixie's inescapable knots?"
"Come on. Show Trixie you're more talented at escaping from ropes than her. Come on, Twilight! I dare you. I double dare you! I triple dare you!" Trixie dared her as she fiddled with the ropes, but they didn't give way.
"I'm not sure if I can, Trixie. You're quite good with ropes," Twilight complemented her before trying to stand to her feet. "But maybe if I could grab a pair of scissors or a knife from the kitchen then maybe I'll be able t--"
"Ah-ah-ah-ah! That's cheating, Twilight!" Trixie quickly pushed her back down to the floor. "Guess I should tie your legs before you try to pull a fast one on Trixie..."
"Wha-- Wait a minute!" Twilight protested as Trixie grabbed her left leg and another piece of long, brown rope. "I'm not sure if I could stand up now even if I wanted to! You don't have to go THAT far!"
"Better safe than sorry for a naughty, cheating girl like you, Twilight," Twilight struggled to no avail as Trixie quickly folded her left leg calf to her thigh and wrapped around it several times with rope.
And with a sudden yank and a pull, Trixie tightly bound her left leg, then her right into a secure, inescapable frogtie. Sure, Twilight could still move around, albeit in an awkward, sloppy kinda way, but at least Trixie didn't have to worry about her getting up and cutting herself free anytime soon.
Trixie stood up, proud of her work, but something was still missing. Maybe a little something to spice up her ropework a bit.
"You know Trixie can't tie you up very well like that..."
"That's the point!" Twilight cried as she tried her best to maneuver helplessly on her two, folded limbs. "Come on! Let me go! This isn't fun for me anymore!" she begged and struggled desperately for freedom.
"Sounds like Trixie needs to teach somebody here a lesson," Trixie grabbed her fourth piece of rope and bent down in front of her prisoner. "Tell you what, we'll make it fun."
"Wh-what are you going to do?" Twilight asked innocently as Trixie began to fold the rope tightly around her waist and just above the hips. Something about the location of this particular tie low-key unnerved her. She knew well enough by now that it couldn't be good.
"...Wha-- Why are you tying it there?!" she stuttered in disbelief just as her captor pulled the loose end over the rest of the rope and let it hang loose.
"You'll see!" Trixie cracked a bone-chilling, evil smile as she crouched back behind Twilight and slowly pulled the remaining length of the rope down between her legs and up against her panties.
Understandably, as she tied off the ropes and tightened them firmly in between her butt cheeks, Twilight was more than a little freaked out.
"AAAAHHH! H-HEY! What are you doing?! D-don't--" Twilight gritted her teeth as Trixie tugged the rest of the rope secure, forming onto her prisoner a tight, tantalizing crotchrope. Twilight had to say, as much as she would admit, she was definitely not enjoying this!
"Trixie! WHAT-- is THIS?!" Twilight sputtered, trying to sound as serious and angry as possible. She hoped if it sounded like she was scolding her, Trixie would relent in fear of getting into some kind of cosmic or moral trouble.
"Revenge..." Trixie calmly replied as she prepared the fifth and final piece of long, abrasive rope.
"Wait, MORE ROPE?!" Twilight squirmed as her crotchrope dug deeper and deeper into her. "But-- there's no where else to tie it! And revenge?! I thought you were over us putting all those tennis balls in your locker. And it was Rainbow's idea anyway!" she tried her best to reason with that evil, sadistic girl.
"Please, Twilight," Trixie began. "Do you think Trixie would really do all this over a silly prank? Clearly you don't think very highly of Trixie then..." Trixie smiled, looping rope above and beneath her captive's breasts then tightly around her elbows.
"I trusted you enough to let you tie me up!" Twilight yelled back at her. "We're-- still friends? Aren't we?" she asked as Trixie pulled the remaining rope over her shoulders and tied it all off secure behind her back.
"Ooooh," Twilight let out a moan, finally succumbing to the great and powerful spell of Trixie's immaculate ropework.
"Tighter..." she requested.
"More like slave and master now! At least until I've had my fun with you," Trixie explained. "But don't fear Twilight. Trixie would never do anything bad to you," she reassured her. "Just tickle and spank you a little. Nothing torturous or anything..."
"Oooooh. Why do I kind of like this now?" Twilight asked, ashamed to admit she was kinda getting off by this now.
"Well... if you like that, then you'll just love this!" Trixie pulled out a strange rubber ball with leathers straps on it's sides.
Twilight's eyes widened as Trixie approached her mouth with the odd device. "W-what is that thin-- Hhhmpphh! Mmmpph?" Twilight was quickly silenced as Trixie stuffed the red rubber ball behind her teeth and strapped it tightly around her head. If Twilight didn't feel helpless and indignant before, she definitely did now.
Just within 10 minutes, Trixie in her own words, had completely overpowered and silenced her into a semi-imobile, helpless, bondage assistant. Oh why did Twilight have to come over here in the first place?
"Not revenge this time, Sparkle. Do you like it? It's a ballgag. So now you can only talk with Trixie's permission first," Trixie smiled as she petted her unwilling, bound captive.
"Wwmmphh? Mmphpth?!" Twilight asked.
"Well, would you look at the time?" Trixie stood up and stretched, Twilight was jealous. "I would love to stay and chat with you, but even Trixie needs her beauty sleep."
"Tell you what, Trixie will just go to bed, and you can stay here and enjoy your ropes. Would you like that, Sparkle?" Trixie carefully stroked Twilight on the chin.
"Uuuhhhh! Nmmmmooohh!" Twilight rapidly shook her head. "Plleeemmssee llleeeehhh mmeeehhh ghhhoooo!" she pleaded with tears in her eyes.
"...That settles it then," Trixie smiled. "You'll sleep with me. Huwaawgh!" Trixie tried to lift Twilight off the ground, but was immediately crushed under her weight as Trixie lost her balance and fell flat on her back.
"You're heavier than you look, Twilight..." Twilight didn't respond.
After Trixie had managed to escape from Twilight's trap, she ran off and grabbed a rolling cart, and after a good long struggling from both of them, Trixie finally managed to wheel Twilight off the floor and up onto her bed.
Although Twilight wasn't particularly fond of the idea of sleeping with Trixie, at least she didn't have to spend the night alone on the cold floor anymore. Anything had to be better than that, Twilight thought as Trixie pulled the covers up over her.
"We could do this more often," Trixie whispered as she threw her arms around Twilight and embraced her fondly. "Sleeping together, Trixie means."
Twilight had to admit, if this whole thing was just a plan to try and get together with her, or just some dark twisted idea of revenge like she said, Trixie was still crazy.
"Hmmmmmm," she moaned into her gag as she tried to get comfy. As the ropes pulled hard against her, and Trixie's body heat warmed her slightly to the point of solace, Twilight forced out a tired sigh of defeat.
Well, this could be so much worse, Twilight thought.
"Sleep tight, Sparkle..." Trixie cooed lovingly.
