“Mmph...”

It was rather hard to think in her current position.

It was dark, with little light coming in through the thick curtains, and she could hardly move due to the cage she was trapped in. There was something stuffed into her maw as well, keeping it mostly open, yet still managing to restrict her breathing somewhat. Of course, that in particular wasn’t helped by the thick leather choker around her neck, one with a leash attached to it and with its other end wrapped around the bars of her cage.

She wasn’t really afraid there, just... uncomfortable.

Though she had already spent a lot of time in that cage, with those implements impeding her senses, it was starting to feel a little tiresome. She did still like this place, but she really just wanted to be out for a while and stretch her legs, cuddle up in a warm bed with her marefriend and go to sleep for maybe a full day.

Unfortunately, said marefriend was currently out of the house, working on some business project in another city, and the train home would likely take another couple of hours...

Sighing in exhaustion, she lamented on her own foolishness for agreeing to stay locked up for all this time, and wished she had at least let the cage stay unlocked, but there wasn’t much she could do right then.

She knew it could certainly be worse; her previous stint with another mare she let take control of these parts of her life was far more controlling, forcing her into her cage as well as other things she wasn’t too comfortable with, all justified as obliging and expanding on her desires. She wasn’t too sure that the other mare had actually believed that reasoning, but based on other experiences with her, she certainly doubted it.

Trying to take solace in her new marefriend being better than that, she let her eyes rest amidst the dark room and just tried to lay there for a while, not thinking about anything, but not really trying to go to sleep either. The discomfort and faint cramps from being in there so long made it difficult to keep her mind calm, but she kept trying for quite some time, as she didn’t have anything else to do.

Click!

She suddenly shot her head up in alertness at the faint noise, opening her eyes to jerk her gaze over to the main door, and saw it shake ever so slightly, then get pushed open, letting orange and purple light of what must’ve been dawn flood in and push out a silhouette across the fine carpet that covered the entire floor.

Keeping her eyes glued to the open entranceway, she soon saw her marefriend walk inside and quietly shut and lock the door behind her with her cool blue magic, then sigh and hang her head in utter exhaustion. She took a few deep breaths before lighting her horn again and pulling open the curtains to let in the lovely light of daybreak, then slowly looked up and towards the cage, and spotted the mare inside looking right back at her.

“Oh,” Rarity said dumbly, clearly not expecting her marefriend to be awake.

Coco herself had to blink a few times to actually process all the time that had passed, and that she may have accidently dozed off at some point, letting her marefriend arrive sooner than she would’ve thought. When her mind finally caught up, she tried to mumble something through her gag and pointed to the lock on her cage.

“Ah, of course, sorry dear,” Rarity fumbled in response and briskly trotted over to the cage while lighting her magic again and picking a key up from somewhere out of Coco’s sight and flying it over to the cage to swiftly unlock and open its door.

Grunting as she pushed herself up just enough to tread just above the ground and step out of the cage, Coco groaned in discomfort from being cramped up and stretched her legs, then leaned forward and raised her rear to stretch her back. Standing back up, she noticed Rarity standing near her, a light flush across her face as she observed her marefriend, likely finding her noises and motions adorable.

Flushing a bit herself, Coco twisted her neck a bit to work out its cramps, and finished up by presenting the side of her neck to Rarity, the gag around her head having a light lock visible there as well. The unicorn took the hint and levitated the key up and unlocked the gag as well, then used her magic to unbuckle and pull it away from her marefriend’s head, allowing her to work her jaw and rub the indentation around her head where the gag’s belt had dug into her fur.

“So, Darling...” Rarity started, trailing off as she leaned forward and stared with bedroom eyes at her marefriend.

“Not now,” Coco replied curtly, making the other mare blink in surprise while Coco worked the rest of the kinks in her neck out, and finished by vigorously shaking her head. Smoothing down her mane a bit, she looked back at her marefriend, still silent in shock, and sighed, explaining, “I may love these sessions as much as you, but staying in a cage for most of a day can get a little exhausting.”

Pulling back, Rarity nodded in assent, though sounded slightly dejected as she replied, “Ah, s-sorry, Coco, I just thought...”

“I know,” Coco said calmly, looking her marefriend in the eyes. “We’ve always had a bit of a nymphomania, but I just wanted to calm down today. I just didn’t think about how long it would take before you got back.”

“R-right!” Rarity nodded eagerly, blushing a bit in embarrassment.

Observing her marefriend’s emotions through her eyes for a few seconds, Coco eventually cocked her head to the side a bit and said, “If you’re still horny, you can take care of yourself; I just want to get something to eat.”

“O-of course, Darling,” Rarity replied with a much harder flush than before, and quickly darted forward to peck her marefriend on the lips, then swiftly turn around and gallop towards the stairs and up them, presumably to her own room to rut herself silly.

Closing her eyes and blushing at the kiss, Coco breathed slowly for a moment to calm herself down before heading over to the kitchen to sate her ravenous stomach.

Author's Note

With sex, and BDSM in particular, it’s really easy for people to think it’s all about having a good time and just screwing the heck out of each other, but there’s so much more to it than that.

Sex can be a form of romance, a way to share one’s most precious thing, their own body, with another in a way that cannot truly be replicated by anything else.
BDSM, thusly, is an extension of that romance, placing immense trust in each other that they won’t hurt each other, physically or mentally, with all of the action they get up to.

I have read some stuff that explores that romantic core really well, but there’s always so much more pure smut out there, which I find somewhat disappointing.
Not that smut is a bad thing--I write it quite a bit, after all, but I just think there ought to be more to it than just screwing for the sake of screwing, which transforms what should be a special experience or a lovely read into little more than junk food, consumed without thought and tossed aside when the next thing comes along.