Bridles and Corsets

"What do you mean I have to stay here?" The small, purple-scaled dragon groaned to his care-taker, a lavender unicorn by the name of Twilight Sparkle. "And why can't I see this 'letter' that the Princess sent you?"

The unicorn sighed, saying to her companion, "Spike, I told you that if we both go to Canterlot, then there'll be no one to take care of the library. If you get bored, you can always hang out with the other ponies here in Ponyville. That and the letter specifically states that this is a solo mission, and that you don't personally see the letter yourself." Twilight then stepped outside from the living room, trotting up to the white carriage near her tree-home, her own personal ride over to Canterlot. "Look, I'm somewhat skeptical of this 'quest' she's putting me through, too. Its best not to disobey a direct and personal order from the Princess, though," She added, giving a reassuring smile to the small dragon boy. She hated having to leave him behind, really, but when did she ever outright disobey the Princess?

With a grumble, Spike slumped his shoulders and complied with a nod, head hung low. "Fine...have a good trip, I guess..." He sadly spoke out, closing the front door behind him as he watched the mare step into her carriage from one of the front windows.

"She never takes me anywhere fun," he thought to himself as the two pegasi guard-stallions flapped open their wings, quickly taking flight towards Canterlot.

There hadn't been much time to plan her trip, but Twilight had an idea of where to begin her journey: the Canterlot Red Light District. The ponies around there most definitely knew their way around sex, and she probably wouldn't even have to get her hooves dirty. I just have to interview a few prostitutes and other loose mares. That way, I won't have to go through the trouble of sleeping around. Twilight reminded herself, trying to keep her cool. Tucking away the bottle of Birth Control pills, which the Princess had included with the letter unfortunately, into one of her saddle-bags, she sat back in her seat, watching the scenery go by.

I just hope nothing bad happens...We are heading to a bad part of town.

The district below didn't look run down per say, but it looked different from any other part of Canterlot. It lacked a certain prestige that other buildings in this city seemed to have. They were still more aesthetically pleasing than some of the houses she'd seen in Ponyville. Once her carriage landed near the entrance of this Red Light District, the lavender mare stepped out onto the marble road with a gulp. She was still nervous about being anywhere remotely near this part of town. That, and in order to stay incognito, both pegasi had been previously ordered to take stance and guard the carriage, leaving the librarian on her own as she slowly trotted her way into the district.

Not surprisingly, a thin layer of cigarette smoke encompassing the district whiffed into her nostrils, making her cough. The unicorn was also met with a few catcalls from some lewd ponies of both genders as she wandered the area. She ignored them, spotting a "Gentlecolt's Club" nearby. There was a short line outside the club filled with both upper-class and, to put it lightly, not-so-upper-class colts, with one buscolt, a brown earth-pony with a short, jet black mane, standing guard at the entrance. The buscolt seemed busy greeting other ponies and checking their IDs, but Twilight made her way up to the velvet rope surrounding the queue, eying the buscolt. "Pardon me, sir," The mare called out to the earth-pony, the other ponies in line staring at the librarian.

The buscolt was almost leering at her, saying to the unicorn, "Back in line, lady. We don't accept line-cutters around here!"

With another gulp, the unicorn replied back hastily, "I, uh...actually would like to talk to one of the managers, if that's fine..." Raising an eyebrow, the earth-pony then nodded slowly, stepping inside the Gentlecolt's club.

"I really hope this doesn't take long," One of the ponies in line, a cerulean unicorn donning a blazer and fedora, said with a groan.

"Hehe...me neither..." Nervously chuckled Twilight.

"So...are you applying to be one of the escorts here?" The unicorn asked Twilight, grinning as his eyes scanned her frame.

"N-No...! Of course not!" The mare protested, blushing madly. "Its just...well..."

"What seems to be the problem, Twilight?" spoke a familiar voice.

"Fancy Pants...you're the manager of this club?" The lavender unicorn said curiously, her eyes now focusing on the white unicorn with a blue mane adjusting his monocle.

"Indubitably," He replied, smiling at the mare. A soft chuckle escaped from his lips as he asked, "Would you like to come inside, dear?"

Twilight nodded, still blushing as the buscolt from before opened up some of the velvet rope, letting the unicorn inside the club. She could sense the other ponies in line whispering to each other as Fancy Pants led through the entrance. The interior of this Gentlecolt's club definitely caught her eye: Mahogany and bright Sunburst walls, smooth wooden floors and soft white carpet below her hooves, smooth contemporary jazz easing its way into her ears. For a place that offers little more than flank and alcohol, it at least seemed dignified.

Once they were inside a small office near the open bar, the stallion asked, closing the door behind Twilight, "So, what brings you here? First time inside a Gentlecolt's club? Shall I fetch you a drink?"

"I'm not thirsty," Twilight replied, still feeling tense. The atmosphere of the club, and even inside the small office, had calmed her down some, but not enough to, say, prance around like a school-filly. Business is business after all, even when it doesn't...really feel like it. "I'm actually here to interview one of the escorts."

"Oh?" Fancy Pants replied. "What for?"

"Long story short, Princess Celestia's sent me here to...well, report on the 'Joys of Sexual Intimacy'. I thought I'd gain some knowledge from one of the workers around here, if its not too much trouble for you, sir."

"Very well then," He said with a nod, trotting up to an intercom microphone on his desk. He then pushed a button and announced, "Mon Petit, there's a guest here in my office that would like to speak with you." Within a few minutes, the lithe escort-mare slowly opened the door, smiling to both Twilight and Fancy Pants as she entered the room. "Ah, you're Twilight Sparkle, right?" the white unicorn asked, a front hoof brushing her mane away from her face. The lavender mare nodded, giving a weak grin to the other unicorn. "Show her one of the private rooms, dear. She would like to conduct an interview with you."

"As a filly," Fleur de Lis spoke, lying down on a comfy leather couch, "Being an escort and trophy wife was the last thing I had in mind when I thought about my future. I always wanted to be a swimmer, actually." As Fleur let out a small giggle, the lavender unicorn was quickly writing down her interviewee's responses. "My mother always said I had a swimmer's body. I was even the star swimmer on my school's swimming team. That is until my father's textile plant got sued for unfair treatment of its workers, leaving us with nothing to support ourselves after it got shut down. Things only got worse after my parents divorced...seems like my father was a regular at this district, which my mother never appreciated. She thought it would set a 'bad example' for me."

"I see..." Said a focused Twilight. "So did you take this job right after the divorce?"

"Well, after I failed to get into the modeling business," Fleur admitted.

"Interesting...so what's it like here?" Twilight inquired.

"Not as bad as I initially thought it would. I mean, sure, you have to be flirty, flexible, and have no gag reflex..." The lavender pony blushed at that. "...but Fancy Pants runs a good business. Its not so much about getting some desperate colt to throw bits at you. Its more about letting your hair down and enjoying yourself. That and pole-dancing gives you some great exercise!" The white mare said with a smile.

"I'd imagine," Twilight replied with a chuckle. "Hmm, does your father still frequent this area?"

"Why yes, he even drops by to say hello every so often," replied Fleur.

"Wouldn't that be sort of awkward...?"

"It was at first. I see it more as quality time between a daughter and her father now, since its the only time I get to see him nowadays. He knows better than to do any 'private sessions' with me anyway."

"I would hope so..." Twilight's blush grew redder.

With another giggle, the white mare continued. "My mother still disapproves of this profession, even though she can't be bothered to find work herself. I guess she still thinks she's a housewife, even when there's no husband around."

Fleur de Lis then paused, looking over Twilight. The lavender mare then glanced back over at the unicorn and blinked a few times. "Is...something wrong?" she asked Fleur.

The other mare simply grinned and stated, "So, the Princess herself personally sent you to write a report on the pleasures of sex..."

"I know it sounds weird, but she seemed really interested that I learn about it," replied Twilight, letting out a somewhat nervous chuckle.

"I see..." The white unicorn then gazed at her, batting her eyes. "I have to ask, Miss Twilight...how do you feel right now?"

Twilight blinked, not sure how to approach the question. "Um...fine, I guess. I'm still a bit nervous since this is my first time inside of a fancy building filled with slender and, well...sexually appealing mares in skimpy clothing. That and I don't typically think about...uh..."

"About what?" The white unicorn simply asked.

"Well...about sex," She admitted embarrassingly. "I guess its because I'm burrowing my nose into a book or doing research on magic, science, or friendship, more often then I think about what kind of guy I like or if I'm...the kind of girl a guy would even like."

Fleur was grinning reassuringly at the researching bookworm, the anxiety and nervousness from her tone of voice bringing back some memories of other first-time workers and first-time customers as well. She knew eventually that everypony that went into Fancy Pants's club would come out more confident, more relaxed, or feeling good overall. This mare was one of the more shy ones, she figured, so the girl would have to take her time. Nopony operates at the exact same speed, something Fleur knew from experience. So in a soft, assuring voice, the lithe yet curvy unicorn gave Twilight a simple question:

"Would you mind if I...pleasured you?"

Her sensual tone made the purple unicorn blush hard again, hiding her face behind the piece of parchment currently floating up in front of her, a purple aura surrounding the paper. "Now now, don't be shy...it's what the Princess would want, right? I'll go slow~" Fleur said with a low chuckle, sitting up from her couch. Her pearly white hoof extended out and pushed the paper away from Twilight's face, eyes staring into the lavender mare's own gaze. It couldn't be helped. Ears folded down, Twilight sighed, letting her guard down as the other unicorn then pressed her lips to Twilight's, the purple pony's eyes opening wide as a gasp escaped her lips.

Tilting her head sideways, Fleur then pressed her tongue into the mare's mouth, moaning into her maw as Twilight closed her eyes, cutely moaning out as their tongues danced. The white unicorn was now towering over her, hooves gently resting on her tense lavender thighs, which were currently clamped together. Pulling away from the kiss, Fleur gave a short lick to Twilight's chin, cooing to her, "Loosen up...you're too tense, dear~" Eyes still closed tight, the inexperienced unicorn slowly started to spread her legs open, revealing her marehood to Fleur. Fleur's tongue then lapped at Twilight's chin again, traveling its way down to her neck. The lavender pony kept giving out sharp gasps of pleasure, feeling that soft tongue brush against her sensitive neck. "I seem to've found a hot spot~" The lithe pony giggled softly, suddenly nipping at her neck. A loud squeal escaped from Twilight's mouth, her pussy now starting to leak out in excitement. "Oh Fleur....don't stop..." Twilight weakly panted out.

With a nod, the white mare let her tongue trail down the lavender pony's body, teasing the virgin ever so slowly. Once that tongue neared her crotch, Fleur gave a peck to the purple virgin's lower lips, another sharp gasp escaping from Twilight. The inexperienced mare then felt that soft tongue lap and brush against her lower lips, her thighs tensing up around the other unicorn's head. "Yes....yes...!" Twilight moaned out loudly, panting and moaning out to the white mare between her legs. Once her tongue slid into those hot lips, rubbing against her inner walls, Twilight felt like she was in a trance. The outside world didn't seem to matter to her anymore; only Fleur and her amazing tongue work.

Fleur then started to suckle on the virgin unicorn's clitoris, sensing that she was nearing her first orgasm. "F-Fleur...I'm gonna...g-gonna...!" Twilight announced to the mare, rearing her head back as her body grew tense again. Her hips bucking against the unicorn's muzzle, her virgin lower lips spraying out her clear pussy juices. A long cry escaped Twilight's lips, as if she were howling to the moon. This was it...first-hoof experience, just like the Princess wanted. It felt so good...so amazing...so enchanting. If this is what sex is like all the time, no wonder it was pre-programmed into their biology to mate and feel good while doing it!

After licking up any excess cum, Fleur towered over the slightly dazed mare, pecking her lips again with a soft grin along her muzzle. "You can thank me later. Sadly, I must be going now...I'm needed onstage," the lithe unicorn cooed softly, Twilight simply nodding to her, basking in afterglow. The purple pony didn't feel like getting up after flopping down onto her seat, now lying sideways. A short nap wouldn't hurt right now...

Stepping out of the Gentlecolt's club, Twilight and Fancy Pants were saying their goodbyes. There seemed to be a skip in her step now, the pony feeling very giddy all of the sudden. Twilight had never felt this...happy before. Perhaps a certain 'release' had cured that nervousness she'd brought with her to Canterlot.

"There is one thing I'd like to ask before you leave," the stallion inquired, cleaning his monocle with a small piece of cloth.

"What is it, Fancy Pants?" replied Twilight.

"I was wondering if you could perhaps...extend your stay here in Canterlot. I think that if you volunteered to become a temporary escort at this club, you'd have plenty of 'information' to send to the Princess about the 'joys of intimacy'."

Twilight gave a stare, starting to blush again as she looked away. She hadn't expected to come back to the Gentlecolt's Club at all, not that she didn't hate her experience. "I...I don't know...I'd have to check in with Spike and see if he's okay with me extending my stay here. And what about everypony else in Ponyville?"

"I'm sure you'll think of something," The male unicorn assured, patting a front hoof on her back. "Come now, let's see if we can't find you a nice place here in Canterlot. I'm afraid I don't have any vacant rooms inside the club, though one of the many hotels nearby might suit you."

With a smile and nod from the lavender mare, the two ponies trot their way out of the Red Light District, and into the town center, starting Twilight off on a quest like she'd never imagine.