Intoxication & Domination
“Are you sure about this, Rarity?” Twilight asked, watching her reflection comb the brush through her mane.
“Of course, dear. We’ll have a splendid time,” Rarity replied, standing in the doorway of Twilight’s room. It was a Friday evening and the moon hung brightly in the sky, washing away the remains of the sunset with its pale light. Rarity had invited Twilight to a “girls’ night out,” as she called it, so they could spend some more time together.
Twilight tilted her head and glanced at Rarity in the mirror. “I’ve never really gone out to drink before, you know.” She ran the brush through one more time, then turned to face the other mare. “And I’m not really the ‘party’ type.”
Rarity waved a dismissive hoof and gave Twilight a sly grin. “Nonsense, Twilight. I’m sure that once you get into the right mood, you’ll be having the time of your life. Now, are you just about ready? We wouldn’t want to miss out on any of the fun!” She teetered on the tips of her hooves in excitement, while Twilight casually strolled past her.
“We’ll see what happens,” Twilight said, returning the smile. The two of them walked downstairs and made their way out of the library, Twilight turning the lights out just before she slipped outside. The cool night air hit her face and she took a moment to breathe it in.
Rarity glanced over and smirked. “See, the night’s just begun and you’re already enjoying yourself. However, don’t spend too long taking in the scent! We have places to be.” With that, she began a delicate trot forward, mane bouncing lightly with each step.
Twilight found her way next to Rarity and the two proceeded down Ponyville’s main road.
“So, where are we going, anyway?” Twilight asked, looking to her friend.
Rarity pointed a hoof over yonder, to a part of Ponyville that Twilight was surprised to find she hadn’t really had the chance to visit. None of her friends lived on that side of town, so she rarely found a reason to go there. “It’s a quaint little establishment not far from the town hall. I found it whilst getting to know Ponyville when I first moved here, and I’ve only just remembered it.”
Twilight looked over to the side of the town they were heading towards. “Well, if you say it’s nice, then it must be really something,” she said, only beginning to think of what sort of lavish and no doubt expensive place she was getting dragged into.
“It certainly is! I was quite impressed the first time there, because usually such places attract the rowdy sort, you know?”
Twilight chuckled. “Yeah, I know.” The two unicorns then passed the town hall, windows dark and nothing but its silhouette in the moonlight to reveal itself. They weren’t far now.
~
“After you, Twilight,” Rarity said, her horn glowing a faint blue. The dark, wooden door swung aside, allowing Twilight to enter. Rarity followed closely behind, awaiting the reaction of her purple friend.
It wasn’t nearly as fancy as Twilight had thought it would be, which surprised her, considering who she was with. The building wasn’t terribly large, and it was very clearly a bar. However, there was an air of class that wasn’t present in other places of the same nature. The small string ensemble playing in the corner certainly helped that, as did the soft lighting and white-clothed table tops. It was a bar pretending to be a fine restaurant.
“So, what do you think?” Rarity asked, looking eagerly at the other unicorn and smiling.
“I think...” Twilight paused, taking another look around the room. Few patrons, quiet atmosphere, and an attempt at being presentable. “...it’s just the kind of place I like,” she finished, returning the smile.
“Oh, wonderful!” Rarity beamed, taking a brief moment to clop her hooves together. “Now, come, come. Let’s get seated right away.” She hummed as she trotted in the direction of a corner table. Twilight playfully rolled her eyes and followed the excited unicorn, taking her seat at the table.
Before long, a young, earth pony stallion holding two menus approached them. He wore a black bowtie, which stood out against his light yellow coat. The ends of his styled mane hovered just above his striking green eyes. With a smile, he presented the menus. “Good evening, ladies,” he said, his voice smooth. “Welcome to The Polished Glass. My name is Emerald Brew, and I’ll be taking care of you today.”
Rarity nudged Twilight’s leg beneath the table, and when Twilight glanced to her, she raised her eyebrows as if to say he can certainly take care of me.
Twilight rolled her eyes and shook her head lightly, in such a way that meant I can’t believe you’re already thinking about our waiter.
Unaware of the silent conversation, the waiter continued. “You’ll find our drink of the night on the opposite side of the menu, followed by the rest of our cocktails, spirits and beers on tap. Now, can I start you off with something to drink?” He smiled, taking out a notepad and grabbing a pencil between his teeth.
“Of course dear. For myself, I’d like a bloody marey, and my friend here would like a tequila sunrise,” Rarity said, as if she had made the same order a hundred times before.
“Um, Rarity, I–”
Rarity glanced to Twilight and smiled slyly. “You’ll enjoy it, dear, I promise.” The look on Twilight’s face didn’t make her seem all too convinced. “Just trust me.”
Twilight sighed, then looked at the waiter. “Yes, get me the... tequila... uh...”
“Tequila sunrise,” Rarity finished, settling into the cushion. The waiter nodded as he scribbled their orders into his notepad. Once he was done, he tucked the pencil and pad back into the strap against his leg.
“Excellent choices. I’ll be back with your order shortly.” He gave a soft smile to both unicorns before trotting away.
~
The wait hadn’t been too long, but it gave the two unicorns some private time to chat about the ongoings stories of their lives and gossip a bit about their other friends. Fluttershy’s “relationship” with “reformed” Discord was always a fun bout of speculation, as was whether Rainbow Dash and Applejack were doing anything with each other on the side - not that they would ever admit to it publicly. While Twilight wasn’t prone to gossip, she was finding herself enjoying the time spent with Rarity. It was fun to be a bit crude now and then, as long as it wasn’t hurting anypony’s feelings.
When the drinks came, Twilight was taken aback at the concoction set in front of her. The liquid set at the bottom was a dark orange that gradually shifted in hue to a warm yellow at the top. Gracing the top of the tall stemware glass was a delectable looking orange slice, with an added cherry held by a toothpick. What surprised her the most, though, was how large it was. She felt like she could almost fit her hoof through the opening, but she dared not try - not where she might spill it and look silly, at least.
Rarity’s beverage of choice wasn’t nearly as embellished, as it was a dark red fluid mixed with ice that was contained in a rather plain looking highball glass. The most outstanding thing about it was the bright green slice of celery that stuck out of it, which Rarity happily snacked on.
Taking a sip of her drink, Rarity hummed and licked her lips. “It’s been far too long since I’ve enjoyed one of these.” She took another long sip, savoring every drop of the cocktail. “And the contrast is just lovely. Cold and refreshing, but concurrently hot and spicy. Mmm!”
Seeing Rarity enjoying her drink enticed Twilight to try hers, so she leaned forward and put her lips around the straw and inhaled. The taste that met her tongue was of sweet orange, mixed with something equal parts sugary and tart. It was cold. It was refreshing. It was good. Most importantly, she found herself wanting more.
“Wow, Rarity, this tastes... amazing!” Twilight said, beaming to her friend.
Rarity returned the smile and gave a knowing nod, then closed her eyes as she took another bit of her own drink. “I was sure you’d be a fan of it, Twilight. If there’s anything I can guess about a pony - besides clothing, of course - it’s what type of drinks they’ll like.” She set the glass aside and looked to Twilight. “For example, if it were Pinkie, I would have suggested a malt liquor such as Smirneigh Ice or Mac’s Hard Lemonade. She loves her sugar, but the poor dear simply cannot handle her alcohol. More than a few drinks and she’s out like a light,” Rarity finished, taking a another drink.
“Really? Huh... that’s very interesting to note,” Twilight said, tapping her hooves together. A few moments passed before she perked up and looked back to Rarity. “What about Rainbow Dash?”
Rarity raised an eyebrow. “Dash, hm?” She tapped a hoof against her chin in thought. “With her athletic build, she won’t feel the effects of any drinks until she’s had too many to count, and with her competitive and tough nature, you’d be hard pressed to give her anything but the toughest of drinks. I wouldn’t be surprised if the girl can take straight Everfree.”
“Everfree?” Twilight asked.
“An extremely potent drink,” Rarity replied, idly looking over the results of her most recent hooficure. “Usually in proofs of 151 to 190.” She couldn’t help but smile at Twilight’s widening eyes at the staggering numbers. “And it seems like you know exactly what that means.”
“I’ve done some brief reading on alcohol content. I can’t believe anypony can drink that stuff.”
“Like I said, only the toughest,” Rarity said, before finishing off her drink. Twilight sipped at her drink as well, only to be met with the hollow sound of air being sucked through her straw. Rarity looked over Twilight and gave a sly smile. “It seems you’ve quite enjoyed that.”
The faintest blush heated Twilight’s cheeks as she looked at the empty bottom of her glass. She gave a light chuckle, then said, “It was very nice.”
“In that case, we’ll have to order another round.”
Twilight blinked and turned to look at Rarity, who was already waving down their waiter. “Already?” she asked, raising an eyebrow. “Shouldn’t we wait a bit? I mean, we haven’t eaten anything, and that can greatly affect how mu-”
She was met with a white hoof in her face. “Uhp, uhp, uhp! Stop yourself at once, Twilight. You’re here to enjoy yourself, not to be calculating what your blood-alcohol content will be. Just relax, dear! Besides, you don’t even taste the alcohol in what we’re drinking, do you?”
Twilight sighed, then gave a warm smile. “You’re right, you’re right. I won’t worry about it, I promise.” Besides, Twilight thought, it’s not like we’re drinking that much. What’s the worst another drink or two will do?
~
The clock hanging above the bar struck two, meaning it was time for The Polished Glass to polish its glasses and close up for the night. There were only two patrons left; two unicorns at one of the corner tables, both giggling like little school fillies. Emerald Brew had seen this countless times before, where a pony would drink themselves silly and lose track of time. Escorting them out at closing time was just another part of the job.
He approached the table, where both mares were attempting to build something out of their discarded toothpicks. When the ‘structure’ inevitably collapsed after just the second toothpick, they both exploded into laughter, the lavender one going so far as to slam her hoof on the table repeatedly.
“Ahem.” Emerald cleared his throat, drawing the attention of the unicorns. “Pardon me, ladies, but we’re about to close. I would ask that you pay your bill and have a safe trip home.”
They both stared at him dumbfoundedly, before the white one hiccuped and shook her head. “Right... yes. The bill. Could you get that, dahling?” Her speech was slurred, but she tried to maintain her composure.
Emerald pulled a slip of paper out from his leg strap and placed it in front of them. She looked over it at first, clearly confused, before picking it up and squinting at it, then attempting to flip it upside down and read it.
“Is this... one hundred and... thirty seven?” she asked, looking back up at him with widened eyes and a mouth partially hung open.
“It is. Most of costs were from the multitudes of drinks you ordered,” he answered, looking at their table. There had to be at least ten for each of them, so it was no wonder she was having trouble. The other just kept staring off and giggling occasionally. She certainly couldn’t hold her liquor, that’s for sure.
The white unicorn turned to her friend and nudged her arm. “T-Twilight,” she asked, holding in laughter. “Stop lau--haha--laughing for a moment. We’ve got to pay the bill.”
“What? What bill?” Twilight asked, throwing her forehooves in the air. “No one here is named bill!”
“Pfffthaha... hah... no, dear... snrk, the check.”
“Check? I’m not checking nothin’!” She then gave Emerald a sultry gaze and smirked. “Especially not our wonderful waiter.”
He had had just about enough of this. It was five minutes past closing and the only thing stopping him from sweet sleep were these two drunken mares. With a sigh, he said “She means your payment, madam.”
Twilight sat there in a dazed like state for several moments before her eyes widened like a revelation had dawned upon her. “Oh! You should have said so, Rarity.” She then leaned down and produced a small coin pouch, and from that took out several golden coins.
After dragging her hoof across her face, Rarity did the same, and Emerald collected the coins with a muttered “Thank Celestia.” After giving them their change and the receipt, the two mares (barely) stood up and stumbled to the exit, giggling into the night.
~
The door to the Carousel Boutique opened, and almost immediately, the mare who opened it tripped over her own hooves and fell inside.
“Haha, Rarity, are you okay?” Twilight laughed, entering the store as well. She flipped the lights on, then reached out a helping hoof and pulled her friend up, who was chittering with laughter.
“I’m fine, thanks,” Rarity replied, getting to her hooves. That didn’t last long, however, because she took a few shaky steps forward and flopped into her fainting couch. She stretched out her limbs and said “Ah, that simply great, wasn’t it?”
Twilight sat down at the end of the chair and hiccuped, then smiled. “Y-yeah... it was super fun. I’m glad we went out together, Rarity.”
The white unicorn chuckled, eliciting a look from her friend. “What’s so funny?” Twilight asked, lightly rocking in place.
“Nothing, you just made it seem like we went on a date! Imagine you and me on a date, hehe.” She sighed and let one of her back legs hang off the couch, waving it back and forth lightly.
Twilight yawned. “Yeah, that would be... funny...” Before she knew it she was slumping to her side and falling into Rarity, who twitched slightly at the contact.
“Twilight,” Rarity asked, glancing down at the unicorn who was resting against her belly. “What are you doing?
Twilight rubbed her head into Rarity’s soft coat and closed her eyes. “Layin’ down, why?” The warmth of the other unicorn’s body was so relaxing, and the rising and setting of her stomach with every breath was doing wonders for her spinning head. Twilight didn’t mind staying like this for a while.
“You... know you’re laying on me, correct?” While the feeling was strange, and a bit uncomfortable, considering who was upon her, it also felt rather nice. What worried her, though, was Twilight’s proximity to her nether regions. Just a few inches lower and Twilight would be right next to her most private sanctum, and her hot breath would be washing over it, so tantalizingly clo--
Rarity shut her eyes and breathed in deeply. Now wasn’t the time for things like that. It wasn’t helping her that being intoxicated alone got her hot and bothered, but the thought of something like that was just too much. She was just about to tell Twilight to get up before she felt a hoof trailing over her leg, which caused her to gasp.
“So Rarity...” Twilight started, sliding her hoof across Rarity’s thigh, “I’m imagining us on a date.” She turned her head to look at Rarity’s face and licked her lips. She then shifted her body and crawled across the unicorn, until their bellies touched and they were seeing eye to eye. “I mean, that is what you meant, right? When you said to imagine us on a date?”
Twilight’s orange and alcohol laden breath reached Rarity’s nose. The scent was simply intoxicating, and against her better judgement she took a deeper whiff of it. She closed her eyes and let out a soft moan as she took in the heat and smell of it.
“So you like that?” Twilight purred, inching closer to the unicorn. Their noses nearly touched now, and small movements caused their horns to tap against one another. “Do you want a better taste?”
At first, Rarity was confused. That confusion was shattered when Twilight leaned down and pressed her lips against Rarity’s. She slid her tongue into the blue-eyed unicorn’s mouth, causing her to gasp and whimper from both surprise and pleasure. Of course, Rarity was more than willing to suck on Twilight’s tequila-flavored tongue between heated breaths.
The passionate kissing lasted for only seconds before Twilight broke away, a thin trail of saliva still connecting them. They were both breathing heavily as they looked at each other bewilderedly, unsure of where to go next.
“D-does alcohol always do this to you?” Rarity chose to break the relative silence. It was an honest question, as she hadn’t been expecting to be hurled into the throes of passion with one of her best friends.
Twilight grinned, wiping her mouth off. “I told you I’ve never drank much. Never knew before tonight.” They stared at each other a few moments longer, still questioning their next move.
“Shall we... keep going...?” Rarity pondered. The part of her that would have been screaming to end this awkward moment had been long since washed away in a flood of vodka and tomato juice.
Twilight answered with another kiss, though this one much shorter; merely a peck on the lips. It took until Twilight had shifted herself downward and began lifting Rarity’s legs that she realized what was about to happen.
“Goodness, Twilight, wa-” she began, but was interrupted by the highly distinct feeling of Twilight’s tongue sliding across places it shouldn’t be. Rarity quickly bit the side of her foreleg to control herself as the other unicorn went to town down below. Every flick of the tongue or light suckling sent chills down the white unicorn’s spine, and the small jolts of pleasure made her twitch in ecstasy.
Twilight decided she was done teasing. Licking down its length one last time, she slid her tongue as far as it would go into Rarity’s wet entrance. The insertion forced a whimper out of the unicorn, who at this point was shaking in pleasure. Twilight’s tongue darted in every direction, lapping up the sweet nectar within.
She then slid her tongue up, rubbing it along Rarity’s most sensitive spot. Each delicate lick brought a delighted squeal out of the unicorn, which Twilight could only smile at. After thoroughly pleasing her, Twilight began inching back into her cavern, only to get a better idea. Feeling a little adventurous, she went even lower, down to the base of Rarity’s tail, and began to prod at the other hole.
“T-Twilight!” Rarity gasped, feeling the new sensation. It wasn’t often that a lover dared to go near that area, let alone spread their tongue over it. Soon, she even began to feel it spread apart as thick, flexible muscle did its work.
After Celestia knows how long, Twilight backed away, muzzle wet with saliva and other fluids. She panted heavily, and her lower areas were dripping in anticipation. Whether it was the alcohol or something else causing the intense warmth throughout her body, she wasn’t sure. All she knew is that she needed something inside her.
“So, what now?” Twilight growled, licking some of the liquids off herself. She crawled above Rarity and skimmed her smooth white flank with a hoof. “I’ve shown you some magic, Rarity,” she began, moving her mouth mere inches away from Rarity’s. “How about you show me some generosity?”
In an instant, their lips were locked, and in one smooth motion, the two of them rolled off the couch and onto the floor. When they settled, Rarity came out on top. She pulled away and grinned at the mare before her, silently planning what she would do. Or rather, what she could do, considering her intoxication. “I have plenty to give, Twilight,” she whispered. “But first, do you trust me?”
Twilight nodded, half out of desperation and half because it was the truth.
“Good,” Rarity replied, horn lighting up. She had to concentrate quite a bit just to drag the small blindfold out of her ‘special closet,’ but once it was near, she quickly wrapped it around Twilight’s eyes. Twilight was opened her mouth to protest but was quickly halted by a reassuring kiss. “Relax, dear... let me take control,” Rarity whispered, securing the blindfold.
The white unicorn peppered Twilight’s neck and chest with kisses as she made her way backwards. As she reached her stomach, she trailed her tongue lightly across the coat, sending chills through Twilight. Several inches lower brought her to her mark, where her tongue danced about Twilight’s marehood. The blindfolded unicorn gasped with every tantalizing lick that skimmed over the wet hole, just waiting for the right opportunity to enter.
Kissing Twilight’s delicate nub, Rarity licked around it and even gave it a light suck, forcing whimpers out of the purple unicorn. With a malicious grin, Rarity rolled her tongue down the length of the wet slit, making sure not to go in too far. The noises Twilight made sounded almost pained, and were very much desperate. Her needs weren’t nearly met though, as all she felt was Rarity’s hot breath upon.
“Rarity... p-please...” Twilight begged, squirming in place. She had half a mind to use her leg and force Rarity upon her, endlessly grinding her snout where it most needed to be, but she thought better of it. She needed to control herself, no matter how much her body screamed for release.
“Not just yet,” Rarity replied, savoring every moment of Twilight’s suffering. She had the unicorn right where she wanted her, and she was going to make her beg for it. Keeping this in mind, she moved her head away. The mere motion of it caused Twilight to squeal in anguished desire. “You’ll have to earn it. Now, be patient while I get some things.”
Twilight could do nothing but nod, willing to do whatever it took. As each agonizing second passed, she couldn’t help but perk up her ears and try to listen. She heard things being shuffled around not so far away from her, and several seconds later heard a door shut and lock. Rarity’s hoofsteps came closer, filling Twilight with hope.
The ballgag stuffed in her mouth promptly extinguished that.
“Now, safety is key,” Rarity began, securing the strap, “so if you feel uncomfortable, tap your left hoof three times and do your best to say ‘jewel.’ Is that clear?”
Twilight considered things for a moment. She could stop right now and ruin the mood, or she could keep going, farther into unexplored territory. She weighed her options - the best that a horny, drunk unicorn could do - and then gently nodded.
Rarity smiled at her new plaything, then whispered, “That’s a good girl. Now, turn over and present yourself.”
Twilight complied instantly, rolling onto her belly and then lifting her backside into the air. Her tail gently swished past and lightly grazed her exposed parts, further building up her maddening lust.
“Very obedient,” Rarity cooed, approaching Twilight’s dripping sex. She pressed her nose against it and inhaled, taking in the musky scent. Then, very gently, she stuck her tongue out and probed at the opening. Through the ballgag, Twilight’s quick breaths and heavy moans came, like music to Rarity’s ears. She pushed her tongue in deeper, feeling Twilight’s wet, twitching insides. Every lick brought forth a slew of contractions which gripped at the smooth tongue, and every breath made her body quiver.
Rarity pulled back and wiped her mouth, then levitated one of items she had brought out. It was a small, purple, egg-shaped device that attached to a small box via a wire. the box had a small slider on it and a button. Rarity took the rounded part in her mouth, lathering it with her saliva, then promptly inserted it into Twilight’s awaiting crevice. A stifled gasp brought a smile to Rarity’s face as the object disappeared into the fleshy folds.
Then, Rarity attached the box part to Twilight’s leg with a strap. “Now, you’ll need something to keep you steady,” she began, dragging yet another tool over. This piece was a metal bar with two velcro straps at each end, which she fastened around Twilight’s hooves. The bar forced her legs apart and restricted their movement, making sure she wouldn’t leave her exposed position anytime soon. “That’s better. Shall we proceed?” A rhetorical question, of course.
With a small burst of magic, the button on the box was pressed, and the sound that came from Twilight’s mouth was a mix between a gasp and a sharp yelp. Her violet tail twitched wildly as the little egg did it’s work, vibrating rapidly within her.
“My, I haven’t even turned it up yet,” Rarity hummed, circling around to Twilight’s front. Once there, she laid down and leaned forward, taking the purple horn into her mouth. Another groan came from Twilight as the sensation hit her, but it was to be expected. Being a unicorn herself, Rarity knew just how to treat a horn.
She also knew how a horn could treat her. Once it was thoroughly coated, she got up and positioned herself over Twilight’s head. Biting her lip, Rarity carefully lowered her body down onto the horn, letting out a soft moan as it entered her and began to part her. “Mmm, that’s nice...” she whispered, closing her eyes and enjoying the filling sensation of Twilight’s horn lodged inside her.
Rarity started to move up and down, sliding along the horn. As she did so, she turned the dial on the vibrator up, intensifying the low buzzing noise. She moved slow and steady, savoring every time her lower lips kissed the base of Twilight’s horn. Though it wasn’t long enough to fully penetrate her, the spiraling grooves were more than satisfying to rub against. It wasn’t long before her pace quickened, along with another turn of the dial.
Sometimes she would delay rising back up, merely grinding herself against Twilight’s skull. Other times she would speed up and just listen to the wet slapping as she connected each time. She did have to take care, however, not to be too rough, or she’d run the risk pounding Twilight’s head against the floor. Unlike a stallion, this horn had to be ridden responsibly.
After several minutes of grinding against and bouncing on Twilight’s horn, Rarity’s efforts began to bear fruit. She felt a tingling sensation welling up inside her that couldn’t be ignored. Another few repetitions brought forth a heavy moan as waves of pleasure washed over her body. Rarity could do nothing but slump against Twilight’s back as she came, her own body twitching slightly.
It was then she noticed the rapid horn movements within her and remembered that she had never turned down the vibrator. The realization made her gasp and quickly get off of the other unicorn, who was drooling heavily and practically writhing in place. Quickly, Rarity turned down the dial until it was as close to off as it could be. She put a hoof to Twilight’s chin and gently raised it, taking brief notice of the drool that had began leaking onto her. “Was that good for you, my little toy?”
Twilight gave several rapid nods which flung some of the juices on her horn around, to Rarity’s displeasure. She smiled though, delighted that Twilight was so accepting of her actions. “I think you’ve deserved a reward from your mistress,” Rarity purred, stroking at Twilight’s chin. She then stepped back around to Twilight’s rear, taking a moment to admire the dripping mess that it had become.
Licking her hoof, Rarity rubbed it along the slit and gathered some of the fluids, then brought them upwards and spread them across the tighter, puckered entrance. Twilight must have guessed what was coming, as she turned her head back despite the fact she wouldn’t have been able to see anyway. Once the area was heavily lubricated, Rarity brushed the swaying purple tail aside and stepped over the other unicorn, effectively mounting her.
She leaned down until she was within a hair of Twilight’s ear. “I’ve been taking so much that it’s only fair I give something in return, no?” She then stuck her tongue out and gave the ear a light lick, causing it to involuntarily flap downwards. Rarity giggled, then lit her horn up. I hope I can keep this up.
Shutting her eyes for a moment in concentration, another light blue glow appeared below her crotch. It illuminated the area for several moments before the magic began to twist and form into a new, longer shape. Before long, a sizeable rod of sparkling blue magic had erected itself on her underside, not very different from what a stallion would have. Licking her lips, she swayed her hips from side and felt it move with her. The tip of it touched against Twilight’s leg for a moment, eliciting a gasp from the unicorn. “Just like the real thing,” she whispered, shifted herself so it rubbed against Twilight’s nether regions.
Rarity then lifted her rump as high as she could and adjusted herself so that the tip pressed against Twilight’s freshly lubricated hole. The hairs on Twilight’s back stood up as the magic rod gave off a tingling sensation wherever it touched. She could only imagine how it would feel inside her.
Imagination quickly turned to reality as without warning, Rarity pushed her hips forward and shoved the tip of the magic shaft inside. Twilight cried out as she was forced open, and could feel the beginning of tears from the sharp, painful entry. It only lasted several moments, though, and was quickly replaced with a soft tingling radiating through her core. It must have been an effect of the spell, as no stallion would have gotten away with that. Then, the pain was altogether ignored as the vibrator within her was turned up.
A soft moan emerged from Rarity’s lips as she moved the first inch or so in and out of Twilight, allowing the tight area to become more accommodated. Each downward thrust brought a muffled groan from the bottom unicorn. “Ah, so you like this blatant sodomy, do you?” Rarity asked, breathing into Twilight’s ear. “You just love the idea of your other holes being abused.” She punctuated the sentence with a quick thrust, making Twilight quiver and nod. A thin smile crawled across Rarity’s face as she whispered a single word: “Whore.”
She pushed herself deeper within Twilight, nearly getting the magic shaft halfway inside. As she pulled out once more she gave Twilight’s ear a quick nip, finding it could get a good gasp out of her. Once more the rod was pushed in, now three quarters of the way in. The penetrated unicorn’s chest heaved as the overwhelming feeling of fullness washed over her, and small beads of formed on the back of her neck.
With a hushed groan, Rarity buried the entire length within Twilight’s body. Once she felt their coats touch, she leaned against Twilight and simply took in the sensations. She felt Twilight shiver and quake, heard the rapid breaths escaping through the ballgag, and smelled the perspiration and sex in the air. Some of it was her own, but most of it originated from her new toy.
Rarity nuzzled against the side of Twilight’s head, taking in the unicorn’s scent. Her hips swayed as she did so, moving the magic rod about within Twilight. Once she was content with the moment, Rarity wrapped her forelegs around Twilight’s chest and began pumping her magic extension within the unicorn, forcing a series of high pitched whines out of Twilight.
Once again, Rarity began turning up the dial on the vibrator as she had her way, with every further notch getting the mounted unicorn more crazed. Soon, the main room of the Carousel Boutique was filled with nothing but the sounds of heavy, muffled breathing, dull vibrating, and the constant, rhythmic slapping of flesh against flesh.
Under the blindfold, Twilight’s eyes were rolled back in a state of blissful daze. Had her tongue been free, it would have hung limply out of her mouth. She barely listened to a word Rarity said, her mind too focused on the near constant stimulation. She lost track of how many times she had reached climax since they began, and they didn’t seem to be slowing down. Climaxing was all she could do as she lay bound, gagged, blinded, and at the mercy of her mistress.
The mistress herself latched onto Twilight’s ear with her mouth, keeping a sturdy hold as she pounded the unicorn’s rear. The glowing shaft, while not a perfect spell by any means, did a more than adequate job of transferring feelings to the owner. These feelings certainly included the quivering grip of Twilight’s tight anus as it fought to close against the intrusive object, but only served to heighten Rarity’s arousal. Every push and pull sent a tight grasp over the length, which she fully indulged in.
Several minutes of deep thrusts began to wear on the white unicorn, reducing her to an unfocused, half-lidded gaze and a tongue lolling to the side of her mouth. Pleasure washed over her in waves, never too far apart from each other, in a manner akin to rolling thunder in a dark sky. Her pushes began to slow as she exhausted her energy, and after one final orgasm -- which capped off an unknowable amount -- she merely laid against the purple mare under her.
She felt the viscous fluids pooling around her nether regions and dripping down, a very clear indication she had was pleased. “Mmm... such a good toy you were,” she mused, hugging against Twilight’s sweaty coat. With a yawn, her magic ceased channeling and the glowing shaft faded into nothingness, sending a rather unpleasant chill through Twilight in the few moments it took for her rear to close up again.
Rarity shakily stepped backwards, removing herself from above Twilight. With a tired sigh, she pulled the vibrator out of Twilight, which was coated and dripping with juices. Deciding she would handle it in the morning, she merely tossed it off to the side and watched it slide under the couch. “Let’s get that off you,” she mumbled, walking past Twilight and undoing the ballgag.
“That... that was incredible, Rarity,” Twilight gasped, finally able to speak. “I... didn’t think... it would be so... exciting!” She waited a few seconds for a response, but none came. “Rarity?” Somewhere a short distance away, she heard a dull thud, followed by soft snoring.
“...Rarity?” she asked again, still unable to see anything. She couldn’t move, either, as she was still bound to the spreader bars. Her attempts at magic were instantly struck down as she found she couldn’t focus long enough to cast any sort of spell.
“Rarity...?” the stranded unicorn meekly called out once more. The thrill of sex had worn off, and now the pain in her legs from being in the same position for so long was becoming very apparent.
It was a long night for Twilight Sparkle.
Author's Note
Many thanks to Standard Namespace for proofreading.
