What am I doing? What am I even thinking?

Rainbow stopped in her tracks, looking around nervously. Why wasn't she in bed? Why couldn't she stop thinking about this damned unicorn?

"The only thing they'll be calling you is loser."

She hated it. Being humiliated in front of half the town? Looking weak? Rainbow was the strongest, always. Fastest, coolest, best - on the ground or in the sky. Only Applejack could match her, and that was okay, because Applejack was her friend. Nobody had ever called Rainbow weak, or pathetic, or a loser. It wasn't fair. It was a lie. Rainbow had just been caught off guard, that was all.

And yet.

The look that trashy unicorn had given her - like seeing Rainbow humiliated gave her strength - was being awfully persistent tonight. She needed to see Trixie - to talk to her about... what? To tell her never to do that again, presumably. To give her a piece of Rainbow's mind.

Yes. That was it. She was just angry. For herself, for Applejack, for Rarity and her beautiful mane. Righteous fury and all that good wholesome stuff.

She approached the beautifully crafted wagon nervously, trying to figure out how she would explain it if Twilight or Applejack saw her. Nobody was out this late, but still, she didn't want any of her friends thinking she was visiting the unicorn for some kind of lewd reason. Because she wasn't.

She wasn't. The idea itself was crazy.

"Last moment to turn back," she murmured, and for a split second, she thought about just calling it off - going home, getting some sleep, meeting up with her friends in the morning... but then, a treacherous voice in her head told her, you'd always wonder what could have happened.

Fuck it. How bad can this be?

She stepped up to the carriage's door and knocked firmly. She had nothing to fear. She was in the right. She would let out some anger on Trixie, knock the unicorn down a peg, and the she'd fly home and sleep well with the knowledge of a job well done.

The door stubbornly remained silent and in place, and Rainbow Dash turned to leave. Maybe the unicorn was scared of her. That would explain why Rainbow was feeling something strangely like disappointment - because she wanted the chance to make a stand for herself. She'd go home, and in the morning, she'd challenge Trixie, and-

"Where do you think you're going? You wake me up in the middle of the night, and then flee before me? I suppose I can't blame you!"

Rainbow Dash froze in place, and turned to face the source of the voice. Trixie was standing in the doorway, looking tired, pissed off, and... strong. A little scary, even. Rainbow wasn't used to finding soft little unicorns scary.

"Not my fault you took so long to answer the door," she said, hoping her voice had more confidence than she felt. The unicorn just sneered in response, and Rainbow wilted.

"You're the one from earlier. The one I gave a little shock to. Rainbow Dash, yes? I've heard of you." Trixie stepped out of the wagon, stopping with her face only a few inches from Rainbow's. "You've come back for more, I take it?" she asked, condescension dripping from her voice.

"N-no! Screw you!" Rainbow snapped. This conversation wasn't going as she had planned. She was also definitely not at all interested in finding out what "more" meant. That would be weird. "I just wanted to tell you-"

"Tell me what?" Trixie cut her off, her voice soft, almost flirtatious.

That you made me feel something I've never felt before. That that was the first time in my life weakness ever felt good.

"That you aren't as good as you think you are," Rainbow Dash finally spat out, "and that you'll never get a chance to ambush me like that again."

Trixie winked, and gave Rainbow a smile that on any other mare would have looked innocent. "Would you have done any differently? You're used to thinking of yourself as the best, aren't you? Queen bitch of this little backwater suburb?"

"I-" Rainbow Dash stopped, biting back a defensive wave of insults. "Look, it's just, when you did that thing with the lightning... humiliated me like that... I'd never felt like that. I've lost races, but I've never looked weak. And-" she squeezed her eyes shut, trying to find a way to express what she was feeling. She felt a hoof stroking her mane with surprising gentleness, and opened her eyes, seeing the unicorn looking at her with an expression Rainbow could't quite read - hunger mixed with understanding?

"And you liked it," Trixie said calmly, as if she had just stated that the sky was blue and Celestia ruled Equestria.

"No!" Rainbow Dash didn't sound convincing even to herself. Bad start. She sighed. "Yes. But you're still a bully and, honestly, a bitch."

Trixie giggled. "I am, aren't I? And that's why you're here, skulking about in the dark, because you're a weak little pony, pretending to be strong because you don't want to admit what you really want." She winked. "Walk away, then. Don't admit it. Or be a good little mare and follow me." Trixie turned and walked into her wagon.

~~Rainbow Dash turned away and went home. She slept the rest of the night and heard the next morning that there had been some kind of problem with an Ursa and a humiliated Trixie had left town in a huff.~~

She followed Trixie into the dimly lit wagon, unable to take her eyes off of the ~~intoxicating~~ ~~powerful~~ evil bitch. Trixie turned to look at her, her face only inches away from Rainbow's. "Now tell me," the unicorn drawled. "How exactly did the Great and Powerful Trixie make you feel? I don't want you to leave anything out." Rainbow winced, and managed to suppress a tiny moan at the thought.

"I felt weak. Pathetic. Like you were stronger than me and everyone knew it." Rainbow's voice wavered. Every higher thought in her head was telling her to walk away, but her instincts wanted nothing more than to find out exactly how far the arrogant unicorn would take this little confrontation. Her instincts won. "I hated it. But... it's because... you are better than me."

Trixie smiled. "I am, aren't I? You know it's true. I'm. Better. Than. You." She paused expectantly. "I want you to improvise. Tell me how little you're worth. Tell me, little pegasus, how far above you I am." Rainbow Dash gasped, and felt a drop of warm wetness drip from her slit.

If she told Trixie what she wanted to hear, she'd be lost. She would never be able to be the unstoppable whirlwind of strength and victory again - not around Trixie. If she turned now and walked away, then what? She'd just be able to go back to her regular life? She'd go home knowing that there was a tiny, shameful, seed of surrender in her, and that she had run away instead of facing it like an Element Bearer.

Nah. No way in hell. Rainbow wasn't the kind of mare that ran away from anything.

"I'm... I'm weak. I'm worthless. You're the Great and Powerful Trixie. I'm nothing compared to you. You're better than me in every way. You're-" Rainbow Dash moaned audibly this time, and Trixie giggled. "A goddess."

"Your goddess," Trixie corrected playfully. "Which means your purpose in life is... what, exactly, my sweet Rainbow?"

The answer came more quickly this time. "To worship you."

"That's right. Such a good filly." Trixie stared into Rainbow Dash's eyes, leaned forward, and kissed her deeply. Trixie's tongue pushed against Rainbow's, and Trixie gently shoved Rainbow into the corner of the little room. When Trixie finally broke the kiss, Rainbow let out a faint whine. "Disappointed?" Trixie asked playfully. She jumped gracefully on to her hammock, and smiled down at Rainbow. "Too bad. I need your mouth for something a little more fun than kissing. Join me up here."

Rainbow landed on the hammock with a quick flap of her wings, and gave Trixie a light kiss. Trixie giggled and laid back on her back, revealing a dark blue marecock - small, cute, and very erect. Rainbow's eyes went wide, and she swallowed to stop herself from drooling. "Now, Rainbow... you're going to be a good little weakling for me, right?" Trixie asked.

Rainbow could only nod. A distant part of her knew that this was against everything she believed about herself - that she was anything but helpless, weak, or obedient by nature - but her soaked cunt evidently had other ideas.

"Good girl," Trixie cooed. "Show me what a good slut you can be. Lick."

Rainbow didn't need further instruction. She leaned forward and gave the unicorn's equipment an experimental lick, from Trixie's balls to the head of her cock. Trixie moaned lightly, running a hoof through Rainbow's mane as Rainbow gave gentle, wet kisses to the head of Trixie's cock.

"Good girl," Trixie whispered, her voice choked with need. "More, bitch. Now."

In that moment, like a lightning bolt from the sky, Rainbow Dash realized with perfect clarity that she wanted this - for the moment, at least - more than any other goal in her life - more than winning, more than becoming a Wonderbolt, more than being the best. The chance to be a horny, obedient little subject for a stuck-up power-tripping unicorn, which should have disgusted her, had instead transformed into a primal need. She took the length of Trixie's cock into her mouth, teasing the head with her tongue, and began sucking, guided by the sound of Trixie's approving gasps and ragged breathing.

"Good girl... my good filly... weak little slut..."

Trixie's marecock stiffened and twitched, and Rainbow slowed her pace. She was intent on being a good toy for the unicorn, but that didn't mean Rainbow was inclined to give her instant gratification. She reached a hoof down to gently rub Trixie's balls, looked up worshipfully at Trixie's face, and sped up slightly so that Trixie would remain on the edge of orgasm.

They remained like that for little while, Trixie gasping and moaning as Rainbow Dash edged her. "Mine... my toy... my sweet whore," she murmured, thrusting against Rainbow's mouth. Rainbow tried to slow down, to pull back a little, to keep Trixie on the edge, but Trixie reached out with her telekinesis and Rainbow found her head shoved harder onto Trixie's perfect girldick as the unicorn's cock thrust into her mouth faster and deeper.

"Oh Celestia!" Trixie moaned, her pitch rising almost to a scream as her warm cum exploded into Rainbow Dash's mouth. "Don't you dare lose any of it, Dash!" Rainbow wouldn't dream of wasting Trixie's seed, and greedily swallowed it down as she pulled her mouth off of Trixie's cock. She opened her mouth to show Trixie the last few drops of creamy liquid, swallowed it, and smiled.

"Was that okay, Goddess?" she asked softly.

"That was..." Trixie paused, catching her breath. "That was quite something. Now, toy, come cuddle me. I want to feel you close."

"Anything, Goddess," Rainbow said meekly. She laid down on the hammock with her head on Trixie's chest, feeling the warmth of her... enemy? Lover? Owner? She finally settled on "newly important person."

That... was good. Better than Rainbow was expecting. She could go home proud, knowing she learned something about herself, knowing she had a great night with an amazing mare. Maybe she could even find a marefriend, one day, who could be like this in bed sometimes.

The mental image of Fluttershy calling Rainbow a "good little slut" flew into her head. It hovered there awkwardly for a few moments, then departed.

"Hey Trixie?" she asked.

"Yes, Rainbow?"

"I have to be strong - all the time. It's who I am - I'm the best. I know you understand that. I know you need to be the best too."

"Of course I do. And I am the best." Trixie nuzzled her face against Rainbow's mane. "You're rather impressive yourself."

"But there's also a part of me that wants to be... like this, when nopony's watching. To be weak. To be pathetic. To be easy to push around. Most of all, to be able to lose, and to have that be okay." Rainbow looked up at Trixie, and gave her a quick kiss. "I didn't know it was there. Just a vague sense of... I dunno, uncertainty? But now I know, and I think maybe... I might need it."

"I know." Trixie said softly. "I think... for me it's the opposite. You know, growing up, becoming the filly I was meant to be, I never had much certainty. I wanted so badly to be in control of my situation - to have solid ground that wouldn't vanish beneath my hooves, friends that wouldn't reject me if they knew my secret. I just wanted something I could rely on." Her chest trembled, and a desperate hope entered her voice. "I guess it makes it easy for me to handle being alone, but I've never really wanted things to be like this. Maybe you'd... like to stay with me?"

"I really like you." Rainbow paused to think, listening to the sound of Trixie's heartbeat. "But I also want to be a Wonderbolt, you know? I'm pretty sure I'm the only pegasus to ever do a Sonic Rainboom. I really am as fast as I say I am. I can't walk away from that to just be some full-time pet for the Great and Powerful Trixie, no matter how hot it is."

Trixie wrapped her forelegs tight around Rainbow. "I'd never want you to change any of that! Rainbow, please understand - part of what makes your surrender to me so meltingly hot is that you're an elite, almost as great and powerful as Trixie herself! Plus, I'd love having a Wonderbolt as my loyal little bitch." She hesitated, and Rainbow saw something new in her expression - fear, maybe, or vulnerability. "W-well, if you'll have me, of course. Will you be my property, Rainbow Dash?"

The answer was obvious, and Rainbow almost blurted it out immediately - but then she remembered Rarity's ruined mane, and the tears in her eyes. "I would love to be your pet - your loyal little bitch - your certainty. But we need to talk about how you treat other ponies. You're obviously great and powerful - anyone who's seen your show knows that. You don't have to be a bitch to prove it." She smiled softly, nuzzling closer against Trixie's chest, filling her lungs with Trixie's scent - an intriguing mix of sage and the smoke from a fire. "And if you need something to make you feel in control, I'm here for that. Please. It'll turn me on and it won't make you into a bully."

"I'm sorry," Trixie said to Rarity over tea at the cafe, rather stiffly but sincerely. "I should not have acted out against you as I did. It was powerful, but not at all great."

Rarity eyed her uncertainly, and took a tentative sip of her tea. "It was not a very flattering color," she said with strong hint of reprimand. "And what you did to Rainbow and Applejack was unacceptable as well."

"I know." Trixie said, and looked to Rainbow for moral support. Rainbow nodded and smiled, and Trixie's voice strengthened. "It wasn't how I should have behaved. I promise I'll be kinder in the future. My tricks speak for themselves without needing to be rude about it."

"Then I suppose I forgive you," Rarity said. "I will be keeping an eye on you, but if you are sincere, I see no reason to hold a grudge. And you seem to be good for Rainbow Dash - though if you ever mistreat her in the slightest, we will have words."

Trixie smiled, and sighed with relief. "Thank you, Rarity. I hope you know I will do everything I can to make Rainbow very happy." She paused, looking uncertain. "W-would you like to see one of my new and improved shows sometime?"

"You can count on it," Rarity said, gave a shocked Trixie a quick hug, said her goodbyes to Rainbow, and departed for home.

Trixie walked over to Rainbow and kissed her deeply. "Now I just need to apologize to Applejack for the rope trick. Do you think she'll forgive me?" she asked anxiously.

"Absolutely!" Rainbow said with a grin. "And as for the rope trick... any chance you'd be up for trying it on a certain sexy pegasus sometime, Goddess?"

Trixie blushed, and her anxious expression vanished as her mouth curved into a smile.

"Of course, pet."

Author's Note

This was almost a much darker fic. I'm still not entirely sure I'm happy with how it turned out, but that's okay.