How to Tie Twilight's Dragon
The afternoon sun shone high in the sky as Spike made his way to the Carousel Boutique in Ponyville. Wishing to help lady Rarity in any way he possibly could, he knocked on the front door and waited patiently for her response.
"Hello, Rarity," Spike said, grinning widely as soon as she opened the door.
"Oh, Spike," Rarity greeted Twilight Sparkle's assistant with a smile of her own. "Thank you for coming over on such short notice. Please, do come in," she stepped aside to invite him in.
"Sure thing! You're welcome, Rarity," Spike walked in. Unbeknownst to him though, Rarity quickly and quietly locked the door behind them.
"So, what do you need help with?" Spike asked as his heart-filled eyes followed Rarity around the room.
"Nothing bad I hope. Uh! I-- I mean!" Spike began to lose his cool as he broke away from Rarity's infectious charms.
"Not that I-- wouldn't be willing to help you with anything bad! I meant, I hope nothing bad has happened to you, that you would need any help with, I mean," the baby dragon smiled awkwardly.
"Oh, darling, it's nothing like that," Rarity calmly reassured him. "Please, follow me," she motioned for Spike to follow her to her bedroom.
Spike thought it was kinda weird that Rarity needed help in her bedroom of all places, but decided not to question it too much. As long as he was helping Rarity with whatever she needed help with, he was okay with it. Or so he thought...
"So, darling," Rarity began to say as they approached the foot of her bed. "I was wondering if you'd like to play a fun little game with me. You wouldn't mind, would you, my little Spikey-wikey?" she asked in a slightly flirtatious sort of way.
"Huh? A game?" Spike asked, wondering where in Equestria this was headed. "What kind of game?"
"Oh, a simple game," Rarity replied. "Though I must admit, it would be most embarrassing if anypony found out we where playing it," she explained with all too familiar sympathetic concern welling up in her eyes.
"Most ponies would frown upon a mare who partakes in such childish, improper games!" Rarity cried, and Spike completely fell for her ruse.
"Oh, yeah?" Spike suddenly got all serious. "Well, these so-called most ponies aren't gonna find out, cause these lips... are sealed." he did a quick zipper motion over his mouth. Rarity wiped her eyes.
"Oh, thank you darling," Rarity composed herself and cracked a devious, sinister smile. Spike didn't seem to notice.
"So, what's this 'game' called?" Spike asked inquisitively, snapping Rarity out of her dark fantasy.
"Huh? ...Ohhhhh! Um! It's called the uh-- the Tie Up Game!" she replied after frantically searching herself for a credible answer.
"The-- Tie Up Game? Huh," Spike scratched his chin in thought. "You know, I'm beginning to understand why you want to keep this a secret," he said.
"OH! ...You do?" Rarity asked nervously, fearing the absolute WORST POSSIBLE THING!
"Yeah," Spike nodded slowly. "I can imagine you getting tied up like a schoolfilly playing prisoners and ponynappers wouldn't sit right with most ponies..."
"Uh, no darling. It's YOU who gets tied up," Rarity explained. "You-- have been tied up before, haven't you?" she asked curiously.
"Just a few times," Spike admitted. "And it wasn't exactly what you would call, fun," he frowned, crossing his arms.
"...But I'm sure getting tied up by you Rarity will make a big difference!" Spike reassured her with a big thankful smile. Rarity was relieved.
"So you're gonna tie me up, and I'll try my best to escape?" Spike asked, sounding surprisingly excited for this all of the sudden.
"Exactly darling," Rarity smiled once more and pulled out a cardboard box with her magic, resting it up upon her bed. Out of the box came rope. Coils and coils of long, taut rope that Rarity quickly untangled and laid loose on the floor by Spike's feet.
"But I'll go easier on you at first darling," Rarity explained as Spike watched her do her magic. "Since it's you're first time..."
"Hold still my little Spikey-wikey. This won't hurt a bit."
Rarity began by folding the first piece of rope in half and wrapping it around just below Spike's left elbow, after requesting him to hold his arms still behind his back, of course.
After similarly doing the same to Spike just below his right elbow, Rarity carefully maneuvered his little hands upwards against his back until the palms of his claws came together.
Spike thought holding his arms in this way was hard and kind of uncomfortable, but he didn't want to complain and look weak in front of Rarity. Not yet, so she continued.
He's a surprisingly mature little drake for his age, Rarity thought. He can handle it.
With his arms safely in the reverse prayer position, Rarity slowly pulled his elbows close and tied them together. Only now Spike decided that this was actually hurting him. He couldn't deny it any longer.
"Ow! H-Hey, Rarity. This kinda hurts," he complained. "Are you sure this is going easier on me?" he asked, trying his best to look back.
"Really now? Well it shouldn't darling," Rarity replied, walking around him. "Maybe your little arms just aren't strong enough yet..."
"Nah, I'll be fine," Spike said, fidgeting with his loose hands. "As long as you're having fun, Rarity, then I guess I don't mind," he smiled.
"Oh, believe me darling," Rarity smirked back. "I am..."
Next, Rarity moved onto Spike's wrists. Just as before, she folded another piece of rope in half and wrapped it tightly around them. Spike felt his muscles ache as the ropes began to really dig into him. There was no way he could use his arms now.
"Ooof," Spike groaned and squirmed about in discomfort. "Ugh..."
"Not done yet darling," Rarity suddenly chimed in as her dragon prisoner winced in his bonds. "Just hold still, and I'll take good care of you."
Next, came Spike's legs. Several folds of ropes went around and around them, ending in the middle as they were tied off tightly in between. Next came his thighs, then his toes, and this is when Spike decided enough was enough.
"R-- Rarity?" he began, hoping not to offend. "Don't you think that's enough now? I mean, do you have to tie my toes together too? Don't you think that's a little overkill?" he asked gently.
"...Perhaps," Rarity replied after a long uncomfortable pause. "But honestly darling, it just makes you look more adorable, so no, not at all," she said.
"A-- Adorable?!" Spike began to blush bright red as Rarity got in closer to his face. "You think I look adorable like this?" he asked, embarrassed.
"Well, you always look adorable to me darling, but while tied up? Oh! You're just irresistible like this!" Rarity practically squealed with joy. "Why, I could just-- JUST--"
"Wait," Spike paused. "Is that why you wanted to tie me up?! Just to-- Just to--" he fought to spit out the right words.
"OGLE OVER ME?!" he began to struggle desperately against his ropes.
"Oh, relax my darling," Rarity put a single comforting hoof around her scared, shaking captive. "I'm not going to hurt you, why would I do that? This is just a game, remember?"
"Uuurrrgh!" Spike grunted and tried his best to hop away. "But this DOES hurt, Rarity! These ropes are really tight! Please just let me go, Rarity! This isn't fun anymore!" he cried.
"Oh... You think THAT'S... really tight?" Rarity asked, picking up a strange metal ball with straps attached to it. "I'll show you really tight..."
"Wait, Rarity! PLEASE! I promise I won't tell anypony! Please just let me g-- MMMMPPHH!?" Spike was muffled as the cold heavy ball was stuffed into his mouth and strapped securely into place.
"Shhh... Shhh-shhh-shhh. Quiet, darling," Rarity hushed him lovingly. "Please don't cry. It's just part of the game."
Spike still cried, hoping somepony would come by and rescue him soon. Normally, he would love getting this much love and attention from Rarity. But not like this! Getting kidnapped by her? Why did it have to be like this?
"We're not done yet my little Spikey-wikey," Rarity told him, before applying even more than enough rope that was necessary to bind a baby dragon.
Onto Spike's tiny purple body, Rarity tied an intricate harness of tight, constricting, ropes. Over his chest, around his belly, above his shoulders. Even going so far as to wrapping several folded ropes onto his tail and the very tip of it. Which Rarity then attached to a rope around his neck, pulling his tail up, almost choking him.
Spike groaned and moaned. The ropes dug and dug into almost every inch of him, squeezing and pressing against him like a boa constrictor, but the best was soon to come.
With one final piece of rope, Rarity wrapped a portion over his hips and pulled the remainder down between his chubby legs, tying it off behind him. Spike protested. Shaking his head back and forth in disapproval, but Rarity just ignored him. He tried to speak through his gag, causing drool to leak out onto his chin, but Rarity didn't listen.
He tried everything in his power to stop her, but Rarity just didn't seem to care. With one brief, sudden tug, Rarity pulled his crotchrope tight up against him.
Spike just stood there, helpless and humiliated. Rarity did circles around her prey, admiring her fancy ropework and his caught, alluring form. The ropes really showed off his curved, captivating figure, Rarity thought. It was such a shame she eventually had to let him go. Oh, why couldn't this last forever?!
Closing the distance between them, Rarity bent down and gave Spike a little smooch on the forehead. "Now, that's a good boy. That's my good little Spikey-wikey," she stepped back.
"And if I ever hear that you told anypony about this," Rarity continued with an eerily calm smile painted upon her face. "I shall never see or speak to you ever again. Nopony would even believe you anyway..."
"Hhhhmuummn... Uuuugh," Spike muttered, shifting slowly in his secure, unrelenting binds. He didn't even bother trying to escape anymore, just to try and somehow get more comfortable.
"Oh," Rarity began. "And Sweetie Belle has left on a sleepover, so she won't be back until tomorrow. That means it's just the two of us... until somepony comes looking for you, that is. And if Twilight Sparkle asks, you were helping me organise things."
"Understand?" Rarity asked. Spike closed his eyes, nodding in defeat.
"That's my Spikey-wikey...
