ECIS

Pinkie was awaken abruptly by a sound that she could not discern. She was very disappointed, as she was having a very good dream. She dreamt that she was ponynapped by Gilda, then after some talking, it all faded away into Pinkie Pie Land. It was filled with everything that she loved. All her friends were there. They were eating cotton candy clouds that were raining down chocolate rain on candy grass and chocolate dirt, making all the ponies hyper like Pinkie.

As Pinkie awoke from her daze, she looked around the room. She gasped at the site. She realized that the first part of her dream wasn't a dream at all. She looked down at her legs, noticing they were still tied. "Well, I see the loser has finally woken up," she turned her head to the voice, spotting Gilda sitting in a chair, staring at her.

Pinkie tried to speak, but all that came out was, "Mphmm." "You love the gift from my boss," Gilda asked, laughing in the moment. Pinkie began to cry, because she couldn't talk. "I think I'll have some fun with you before the boss gets here," Pinkie's captor said, a smirk crossing the griffin's face.

Gilda got up from her chair and walked over to the tied pony. Pinkie grew more worried as the griffin approached her. She had no idea what her captor would do to her. "I haven't had a good pony since Rainbow Dash back in Flight Camp," Gilda said, enjoying her past memory. "But, now I have a new toy," she said, "at least for a while." Pinkie cowered at the thoughts that came into her head.

Gilda reached the table that held the pony and started to look over the form that was before her. "Oh, delicious," Gilda said, licking her beak in anticipation as she got to the spot she's been eyeing ever since Pinkie went to sleep. Gilda went down to the pink pony's inner thighs. Pinkie tried to fight it, but she finally gave up when she realized her bonds were too tough. Gilda eyes went from Pinkie's lips to her very tight plot hole, back to her pink pussy. Gilda then stuck her tongue inside Pinkie's lips, making the folds wet from the stimulation. Pinkie could only moan, the gag getting in the way if her words.

Pinkie could tell Gilda was enjoying herself. She could feel the moans that would come out of the griffin's beak inside of her body, making her even more wet. Gilda was somewhat pleased with her reward. The juices that ran out of the pony tasted just like Rainbow Dash had back in Junior Speedster Flight Camp. She sure did miss those days.

Pinkie began to struggle, not out of fear, but of orgasm. Gilda knew what was coming, but she wanted to prolong what Pinkie needed. Gilda brought her head out from between Pinkie's legs and looked up deviously. "You liked it, huh," she said. "Perhaps you'd like a round two," she continued. Pinkie could only nod her head in response. "Well, you got to do something for me," she said, getting on the table and began to remove the gag.

Before she was able to take the gag off, Gilda heard a voice, telling her to stop. She turned around to see a cloaked figure standing past the door frame. 'Crap,' thought Gilda, while Pinkie was happy that somepony finally found her.

"Gilda," yelled the cloaked figure as it approached Gilda. "This is not your play toy. If anything, she's mine," said the figure as it turned to look at Pinkie. All Pinkie could see was violet eyes peering at her. "Well, maybe you should have ponynapped her yourself," Gilda snapped at the mysterious pony. The pony curtly replied, "Oh I'm sorry, I was busy faking my death." "Just get her out of her, and to our little hangout," the pony commanded. "Fine," Gilda said. 'You were so much cooler back at camp,' she thought.

Gilda untied the rope from the table and stuffed Pinkie into a brown sack. "Make sure the package isn't damaged, or you'll be next," the unknown pony told Gilda. "Yeah yeah, I know," Gilda responded as the cloak figured went toward the door. "And before I forget," the figure began. "don't play with her again," the figure said, the violet eyes were bright, as if on fire, and frightening Gilda.

The cloaked figure left without another word. Gilda was too frighten to move. She soon regained her composure when Pinkie began to struggle. She heaved the sack onto her back and snuck her way up through Surgercube Corner and flew off to the meeting place.