Tying the Knot

Huge shout-out goes to Velvet Heart  for proofreading this story. Thanks a lot!

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“Uh… Applejack? Are you in here?” Rainbow Dash inquired as she pushed open the door of the barn at Sweet Apple Acres. It creaked in weathered protest. Once she had enough space to slip in, Rainbow Dash ducked her head under the top half of the dutch door and stepped inside the barn. She glanced around to see nothing more than vacant stalls for cows and hay littered just about everywhere. “Applejack? Yoohoo!” She called out warily.

There was no answer. Applejack told her to meet her here, yet she was nowhere to be seen. Rainbow Dash’s face furrowed in irritation and she screamed, “Applejack where the hay are you!?”

Suddenly, a lasso wrapped around Rainbow’s neck and before she could respond, she was flipped her onto her back and dragged promptly towards the doorway. She barely had time to protest before she was looking up into Applejack’s smiling face.

“Why hallo there pardner,” Applejack greeted her in her typical southern accent.

“Applejack, was this necessary?” Rainbow Dash asked with a hint of annoyance.

The orange pony’s response came in the form of her leaning down and planting her lips on hers.

Rainbow’s eyes widened in surprise, but she quickly succumbed to Applejack’s whims and returned the kiss. If there was one thing Applejack was good at, it was turning Rainbow Dash into a complete softy whenever they were alone together. She both loved and hated her for that.

The kiss broke after a few moments and Applejack simple said, “Yes.”

Rainbow chuckled, but didn’t bother getting up off the floor. She simply smiled up at Applejack and asked, “So now what?”

“Oh ah have somethin’… special for you planned, Rainbow Dash. Follow me if you please,” Applejack explained. She removed her lasso from around Rainbow’s neck and wrapped it loosely around her own before trotting out of the barn.

Rainbow Dash rolled onto her hooves, spread her wings, and flew out of the barn, following close behind Applejack.

As Applejack lead her, Rainbow Dash couldn’t help but sneak a glance at her luscious backside, taking in her finely toned rump and succulent slit, and licking her lips in desire.

Applejack turned her head, noticing her glance, and grinned. “Like what ya see?”

Rainbow Dash nodded her head, grinning back shamelessly, and said, “It’s good enough to eat.”

Applejack snickered at that and turned back around; appearing to not be bothered by Rainbow’s little self-indulgence.

Applejack came to a stop at a nearby apple tree, signifying that they had reached their destination. Rainbow Dash landed next to her and gazed about, first noticing a stake pummeled into the ground just a few feet away with two short strands of rope attached to it. Each strand formed a small noose with a loose knot so that the size of the hole could be adjusted if necessary. There was something else nearby that caught her eyes and she turned her head to see yet-more rope sprawled out on the grass along with a simple, makeshift bit made out of a thin strip of wood and rope. The bit’s use was obvious enough, but this rope wasn’t tied to anything, so its intent remained a mystery. However, what she knew of what they’ve done quite often together, the layout was quite familiar, and it made her loins burn with anticipation.

“Is this what I think it is?” Rainbow Dash asked, turning to face Applejack, who had a wry smile plastered on her face. Her expression said everything.

But Applejack answered anyways, “Ah have a very special s’prise for you, mah little bondage pony.”

Rainbow had heard that title before It was Applejack’s pet-name for her. Or perhaps slave-name was more appropriate, since there wasn’t going to be any give and take going on. Applejack had a tendency to do a lot of taking and very little giving.

Just the way she liked it.

She didn’t waste any time getting into the appropriate role. “Tell me what to do, mistress,” She said in a seductive voice.

Applejack grinned with satisfaction and pointed at the stake in the ground. “Stand over there fer me.”

Rainbow Dash did as she was told and stood next to it. Applejack adjusted her so that she was standing with her back to it and proceeded to loop the strands of rope around her ankle; tightening them to be comfortable enough, but not loose enough to slip out of. Then, using her teeth, she tightened the knots so they would keep the rope secured in place. Her binds had enough slack to allow her to open and close her legs, but movement was out of the question.

Next, Applejack used her lasso to tied Rainbow’s wings against her back; the simplest of bondage feats that made the blue Pegasus feel so much more vulnerable than anything else – preventing her ability to fly was far more debilitating than preventing her ability to walk. (Un)fortunately for her, Applejack was determined to prevent both.

With that done, she picked up the last piece of rope in her teeth and proceeded to wrap it around Rainbow’s forehooves individually. Once both were tied securely, she then pulled the remaining length of rope through her legs and tugged, forcing the slave pony’s hooves together. The rope was then tied off in a tight knot.

Rainbow Dash was now standing in an awkward position as her forelegs were not given as much leeway as her hindlegs, causing her to teeter as gravity tried to topple her. Her eyes followed Applejack as she picked up the bit in her teeth and stepped in front of her.

Rainbow Dash bit her lip with uncertainty. “Do we have to?” She asked as she struggled to remain standing. She never liked being gagged, but Applejack insisted on it every time (At least, when her muzzle wasn’t busy, which it usually was). “I promise I won’t scream… this time.”

Applejack grinned through the bit held in her teeth and said, “Youf willth if ah haf anyfin’ ta sayf abouth ith.” With that, she pushed the bit against Rainbow Dash’s muzzle, who reluctantly opened it to allow it to slide in. Then, Applejack looped the rope around the back of Rainbow’s head and tightened it to keep the bit in place.

Applejack stepped back to admire her craftsmanship, smiling with delight. “Perfect!”

Rainbow Dash did not agree with her statement, as her bondage felt awkward and the bit was putting an uncomfortable strain on her lips and gums.

But what she thought she’d be getting out of it was going to make it all worthwhile.

“Now let’s get down t’ business, shall we?” Applejack inquired as she stepped behind her bound slave.

She strained her head to keep Applejack within her sights, and watched with growing arousal as Applejack began to sniff at her hindquarters, which was quickly followed by a tongue lash over her sweet folds.

“Mmmf-!” Rainbow Dash cried out as her loins were bombarded with numerous jolts of pure pleasure. Even though she had experienced this sensation many times, it was still just as intense as it had always been.

After a few good strokes with her tongue, Applejack pulled back, licked up the fresh lubricant that had collected on her lips, and smiled. “Ah love tasting yer rainbow, Dash,” Applejack declared with a faint chuckle.

Dash couldn’t help but roll her eyes, only to have them shut tightly as a shiver crept up her spine. Applejack was at it again, only this time she was going even deeper; past the lips of her slit and into the confines of her delicious love canal.

The sweet nectar was hoarded greedily in Applejack’s mouth. She absolutely loved the taste, and even more-so the act, but it rarely came to pass in these situations, as what kind of a mistress would she be if it was her slavepony getting all the orgasms? A proper pet adheres to the whims and desires of her mistress, not the other way around! However, Applejack had a method to her madness, which Rainbow Dash would discover soon enough. First, however…

Rainbow Dash let out a muffled squeal as Applejack suddenly nipped at her overly-sensitive clitoris. An intense storm of electrifying ecstacy rocked her frame and made her legs quiver. Applejack not only knew exactly how to make her squirm, but also how to make her putty in her hooves. Perhaps that is why she always seems to get roped – quite literally – into all these bondage games. With the way Applejack rewarded her for a job well done, she was more than willing to give her countless orgasms before she even got one. But it was always worth it, as she was just… so good at it! Yet now, she was getting that glorious reward right off the bat! She only hoped this wasn’t a massive tease…

Applejack stopped for a moment to adjust herself; getting into a sitting position directly behind Dash without her snout ever abandoning the dark space beneath the rainbow-colored tail. She went in deep, only pausing to come up for air, intent on ravaging every inch of her slave’s vulva with her tongue.

True to Applejack’s word, Rainbow Dash was screaming, but it was not in pain or desperation. The gag could barely contain her vocalizations – leaving only muffled groans where the pegasus sought to thoroughly and loudly desecrate Celestia’s name.

Applejack smiled at that. She loved hearing those screams; they were music to her ears, and even without words she understood them perfectly – She was doing a marvelous job. Although that was to be expected, as she always made sure to excel at everything she put her mind to. She was, after all, an earth pony, and that was the earth pony way!

Rainbow Dash’s breathing was deep and raspy as her entire body trembled with luxurious anticipation of what was to come. She knew it wouldn’t take very long, it never did with Applejack. She was okay with that, as she was certain that she couldn’t handle a long, drawn out session with her anyways. She was more of a sprinter and less of an endurance flier, after all.

Every lash at the pink inner flesh of the blue pegasus’ quivering vagina seemed to reward Applejack with a gush of fresh lubricant, and it was starting to make quite a mess of her face, not to mention Rainbow’s stifles. That was just how Applejack liked it. However, there was a lot more than she was used to, and it signaled that Rainbow Dash was close… very close, and there was no way this hard-working earth pony was going to be denied her prize! With renewed determination, she shoved her tongue back inside her dripping snatch.

The pegasus’ hips pushed back against the earth pony’s face and tongue. If it was able to, her tongue would have lolled out of her mouth in breathless anticipation. Instead, drool caked around the edges of her makeshift gag as she bit down hard on it. She was just moments away from an explosion that would rival even a sonic rainboom, except this time the only resistance she faced was her own desire to not give in too quickly.

But it was a losing battle, and when the inevitable happened, she saw all the colors of the rainbow through her blurred vision as the floodgates opened and a deluge of insurmountable pleasure surged forth. Her eyes rolled back into her head and she raised her head up high as her tail and legs went stiff, pulling her bonds tight. Her wings ached to unfurl, to extend their full length in exalted revelry. Instead, they strained against the rope that restricted them as they tried to express themselves in the same manner of intensity that the rest of her body did.

Rainbow’s quivering backside and elevated moaning was the only warning Applejack got before her muzzle was splattered with fresh, sticky lubricant. She let out a delightful chortle since she had once again succeeded in bringing her favorite pony to the apex of orgasmic bliss. She consumed what she could before dipping her tongue back in, intent on milking the orgasm, quite literally, for all it was worth.

When Rainbow Dash finally returned from her mind-numbing experience, it took her a few moments to realize that the yellow-haired mare was still working away inside her. Despite how exhausted she felt and how tender it left her, it still forced a pleasured moan to escape her lips. She wasn’t sure why Applejack was still going at her like this, as she never had two orgasms so close together whenever they engaged in bondage, but as she heard many times when she was growing up, “Don’t look a gift horse in the mouth.”, so she simply closed her eyes and enjoyed the wonderful treatment Applejack seemed so willing to supply her.

Applejack had no intention of taking it any further than a few more licks however and pulled her tongue free of her drenched folds; a trail of leftover residue threading between her lips and her prisoner’s snatch until the distance became too great and it snapped in twain. She licked her lips clean and stood up, walking around to the front of Rainbow Dash, who seemed quite disappointed that it was over.

Applejack couldn’t help but grin. “What? Didja really think ah’d let ya orgasm again? Y’all should know me better than that by now!”

Rainbow Dash sent Applejack a quick, angry glare.

“An’ besides, ah still haven’t gotten t’ yer s’prise!” She added.

Rainbow Dash blinked at her. She thought that was the surprise!

“But first…” Applejack began and reached behind Rainbow’s head, burying her snout in the rainbow mane to grasp the rope holding the bit in place. With a firm tug, she pulled both the cord and the bit out of place, freeing Rainbow Dash’s mouth. Applejack then used her hoof to tilt her hat forward until it fell off, catching the brim of it in her teeth. She lowered it to the ground before reaching into the crown with her muzzle, and came back up with a small, green-leafed herb held in her teeth. She placed it on the ground in front of Rainbow Dash and scooted the herb forward with her snout. “Eat this please.”

She stared quizzically at the herb before returning her gaze to Applejack. “What’s this for?”

Applejack spread a soft smile. “It’s just a little somethin’ ah picked up from Zecora. Dun worry, it’s completely safe!”

Rainbow Dash glanced down at the herb again. “But what’s it for?” She insisted, more stern about it this time.

“Ah can’t tell you that or it’ll ruin the s’prise!” Applejack retorted.

Rainbow Dash bit her lip reluctantly.

Applejack pushed the herb closer still. “Jus’ eat it! Ah already told you that it’s safe. Don’t y’all trust me?”

Rainbow Dash perked up at those words. She was almost offended that Applejack would even consider otherwise! “Of course I trust you!”

“Then eat the bloody thing!”

“… Fine.” Rainbow Dash said in resignation. She reached down, took the herb in her mouth, and chewed on it, gagging on its bitter taste. “Blech! This tastes awful!”

“Ah know, but it’s important that you swallow it all,” Applejack stressed.

Rainbow Dash sighed and struggled through the bitter taste to chew it into small enough pieces that she could swallow it. When she did, her tongue lashed out from a gag reflex. “Gross…”

Applejack smiled, thanked her, and then picked the bit back up in her muzzle, waiting for Rainbow Dash to accept it.

She reluctantly opened her muzzle for her, and the orange mare to push the bit back in before sealing it in place behind her head.

“Now fer yer s’prise…” Applejack said before brought her hoof up to her muzzle and blew into it, making a whistling noise.

At first, there was silence, but then Rainbow Dash heard the footfalls of a nearby pony somewhere behind her. She turned her head to notice none other Big Macintosh padding toward his sister with purpose. She saw the outline of something between his legs and looked down to investigate. That was when she noticed his fully erect and quite large maleness dangling languidly. Her eyes widened at the sight of it.

The orange mare immediately introduced her brother properly with a gesture of her hoof, “Y’all know my brother Big Macintosh.” She lowered her hoof to point at his peeking stallionhood. “And this is Little Macintosh; although, as y’all can see, he ain’t so little.”

Rainbow’s cheeks burned red-hot as she stared at Big Mac’s enormous length. It seemed even larger now than he was standing directly in front of her, intimidatingly-large in fact. She head began to swim to all the potential uses it would have. Was this meant to be her surprise?

Applejack confirmed her suspicion almost immediately as she said, “In case yer still wonderin’ what the s’prise is, well, he is it! Ah’ve convinced mah brother here t’ give ya a ride.” She grinned. “An’ it will be quite a ride!” Quickly, she added, “which is why it was so important for you t’ eat that herb. It was in fact birth control.”

Her last comment made her sigh with relief. She wasn’t about to let him anywhere NEAR her flanks without a way to prevent the very real possibility of pregnancy! Rainbow Dash was not ready for parenthood, not by a long shot.

Still, she was torn, as she had always wanted to experiment with a male, and that was a fantasy she even shared with Applejack, which she believed was the orange mare’s reason behind this surprise of hers.

But the problem was that Big Macintosh was so… big! None of the pictures she had seen in those dirty pony magazines she sneaked from Rarity’s Boutique had any cocks proportionate to his size! She was actually quite terrified of what it would do to her insides.

Applejack saw the beads of sweat perspiring around Rainbow’s forehead and tilted her head at her. “What’s wrong? Ah already told ya that you won’t have t’ worry about pregnancy…” She glanced at her brother for a moment, her eyes drifting down to the object between his legs, and a realization struck her. “Ah, it’s because of his size, ain’t it?”

Rainbow Dash nodded vigorously to that.

“Ah tell ya, if he had a nickel fer every girl that reacted that way…” She snickered and nudged Big Mac with a foreleg, of whom simply rolled his eyes in response.

“Dun worry sugarcube, it will fit, ah promise.”

Rainbow Dash found that hard to believe. The sheer size of it painted a picture all of its own, and it wasn’t at all a pleasant one.

Seeing that she wasn’t convinced, Applejack sighed and leaned in to whisper into the nervous pegasus’ ear, “Tell ya what, if it gets too much for y’all, ah’ll get him t’ stop. Fair?”

Rainbow Dash thought about that for a moment. There was definite relief to be found in her proposition, although she wasn’t totally convinced that Applejack would even be able to stop Big Mac should things end up playing out exactly as she expects.

But then again, this was Applejack, not only her best friend and the element of honesty, but also someone who knew Big Mac better than anyone else. If she says she has nothing to fear from him or his enormous cock, then she had no reason to doubt her.

With a resigned sigh, she looked at Applejack and slowly nodded her head in acceptance.

Applejack’s smile returned and she said assuredly, “Y’all are going t’ love it!” With that, she turned to her brother, nodded, and said, “Now be gentle with her, this is her first time!”

Big Macintosh replied simply with, “Ah know,” as he stepped behind Rainbow Dash.

Rainbow took in deep, nervous breaths she watched the red-coated stallion take position behind her. He slowly rose up on his haunches, which revealed his dangling member in its full glory, and lowered himself onto her hindquarters. He then scooted forward until the very tip of his black dick was pressed firmly against her swollen sex.

Rainbow Dash’s entire body quivered with excitement. She was just moments away from being penetrated by a real male and her nerves were completely shot. She began having second thoughts, but before she could express them (at least, to the best of her ability), she felt Big Macintosh start his descent into her depths. She squeaked out a breathless gasp as her tight lips expanded around the male’s throbbing cock, squeezing it instinctively as her hindquarters tensed up.

Although Big Macintosh was slow and gentle with her, it still hurt (although not as much as she expected) as her pussy was stretched to its limit in order to accommodate him. She ended up grinding her teeth into her bit, clenching her eyes shut to fight off the tears that were trying to stain her cheeks. She never liked to cry, for any reason. It was a sign of weakness to her and she wasn’t about to do so in front of Applejack of all ponies.

Applejack read her pained expression quite easily and tried to console her, “Y’all gotta relax or it’s only going t’ hurt!”

“Nnngh…” She groaned as a few more centimeters made its way inside her gaping pussy. She tried to do as Applejack suggested, but found it quite difficult with all the pressure that his cock was applying to her poor, outstretched labia.

Applejack’s concern grew and she decided that there was only one option to get her to relax. She reached behind Rainbow’s head and once again and pulled the gag free. She opened her muzzle to express her pain, and Applejack took that as an opportunity to press her lips against hers in a deep, passionate kiss.

She gasped in surprise, blushing hotly as the earth pony locked lips with hers. Once she felt Applejack’s tongue slip into her mouth, she surrendered to the passion of the moment and closed her eyes softly while her entire body went limp.

With the resistance gone, the rest of Big Macintosh’s length slid in effortlessly, causing a moan to escape both their lips. Now that the hard part was out of the way, he quickly adjusted himself on her hindquarters, sliding further up on her back and locking his forelegs around her thighs before settling into a smooth and gentle thrusting motion that caused both their loins to ripple with swelling passion.

As the two mares’ tongues danced together in harmony, Rainbow Dash was torn away from their kiss the moment Big Macintosh started fucking her. A trail of saliva remained between their parting lips as she let out a sharp cry; her body rocking with ecstasy as she felt pleasure the likes of which she had never experienced before. Applejack made the right decision when she kissed her, for it was likely Big Macintosh never would have finished his descent before Rainbow caved in from the pain. She would definitely have to reward her for that later!

Applejack couldn’t help but smile at the now-serene expression plastered on Rainbow’s face and said braggingly, “I knew that would get ya t’ relax.”

As Applejack leaned forward again, the pegasus opened her mouth to accept a second kiss, only to feel the rough rope of the bit slipping between her teeth again. The momentary annoyance this caused was quickly interrupted by a particularly forceful thrust from Big Macintosh. He was still going at it, and it was only getting more intense. She could even feel his thick, black orbs smacking against her intimate flesh with every diving thrust he made, and it made her quiver delightfully. She didn’t know if it was from his skill, experience or size, perhaps all three, but he seemed to know exactly how to make her squirm.

He let out a grunt as he tightened his grip on her thighs, though not painfully so, as he sped his pace up. He was losing himself to his lust and could not retain his composure any longer. He began to whinny furiously.

Rainbow Dash joined his vocalizations, muffled through her gag, as they surrendered themselves to the carnal desires that consumed them. Rainbow Dash thrust back against him as drove his cock hard inside her, their thighs colliding in heated passion. She could feel the shaft pulsating inside her, as it sent a wonderful, rippling sensation through her loins with every thrust that in-turn caused her pink lips to tighten around the shaft, driving them to their respective peaks all the faster.

Applejack watched in silence, but even she was susceptible to the wanton desires that came from their love affair. She stepped back until she was pressed up against a nearby tree and looked for an exposed root. When she found one that was still within viewing distance of the show, she sat down and pushed the curve of the knotted appendage into her slit, grinding herself against it. It wasn’t much, but it did sate enough of her growing desire to keep her satisfied while she watched the spectacle unfold in front of her.

The bound Pegasus squirmed thoroughly in her bonds, her hooves and wings twisting against the ropes in an effort to free themselves from their restraints as her body had not been given enough leeway to fully express her emotions. Of course, Rainbow Dash preferred it that way, as that’s how she got into the whole bondage thing to begin with. Being so helpless, restrained and vulnerable was a huge turn-on for her and enhanced the sexual experience ten-fold.

This is why it came at no surprise just how quickly it made her orgasm.

Tears streamed down her face when it happened, the experience completely overwhelming her. She’d surely have passed out had Big Macintosh not been rutting her so hard. Instead, she collapsed onto her hindknees weakly as her fluids filled in the gaps around the stallion’s maleness, which further eased his progress inside her hot, lubricated depths.

It did not come so easily to Big Macintosh. He was still pumping away furiously even as she drifted back from the throes of orgasmic bliss. She shivered beneath him as her exhausted body began the steady rise to another crescendo. She wasn’t sure how Big Macintosh was able to hold out for so long, but if it meant another orgasm for her, she wasn’t about to complain!

Meanwhile, Applejack was beginning to soak the tree root beneath her in her fluids as she ground against its length. It was incredibly hot watching her brother fool around with the helpless Rainbow Dash, far more than she expected it to be, and she was having difficulty containing herself. Her cheeks flushed deep crimson as naughty thoughts began to fill her head, causing her to reach down with a hoof and help the self-pleasuring process…

Another orgasm came, causing Rainbow Dash to scream in ecstasy as her body convulsed raggedly, all of her energy draining from her limbs in the process. Despite the glorious feeling that came with it, her energy was spent beyond what was required to retain consciousness from the ordeal, and she passed out, only to be jerked awake moments later from another sharp thrust from Big Macintosh. She glanced back, noticing he was still going at it, and was shocked. She didn’t understand how he was lasting for so long, and unfortunately, she also knew her body couldn’t take another. She was sore from head to tail and all of her energy exhausted, and she needed him off of her, whether he was close to finishing or not. She scanned the area for Applejack and when she spotted her off in the corner lost in a sexual adventure all her own, she mumbled loudly at her, “Aphlllaapphh! Aphlllaapphh!”

Applejack heard the pony’s muffled cry and opened her eyes. Spotting the desperate look on the poor pegasus’ exhausted face caused her to react, “Okay Big Macintosh, she’s had enough, wrap it up!” She expressed with a twirl of her free hoof.

Big Macintosh nodded in compliance and shifted himself further forward. He was almost completely on top of Rainbow Dash now as he began to thrust savagely; intending to finally push himself over the edge.

When it happened, a deep whinnying escaped Big Macintosh’s lips as his face distorted into an expression of pure ecstasy. Globs of his seed began to pour forth from his throbbing member, seed of which quickly overflowed her already overstuffed vagina and caused the rest to seep out around the base of his cock and her thighs.

Rainbow Dash was so exhausted that she could barely respond at this point. She moaned weakly, her legs trembling, as the stallion on top of her emptied the confines of his stallionhood into her aching pussy. It was followed with a few final thrusts to ensure that his reserves were completely drained before he finally pulled out of her.

As the tip came free, so did deluge of his semen that was sealed until up until then. The grass turned a sickly white as it pooled between her bound hindlegs, while some of it remained threaded between her pussylips and his cock. She shivered; both from the sensation she felt as his tip came free, and at the disgusting mess he had left behind.

With a relieved sigh, Big Macintosh climbed off of Rainbow Dash and stepped up next to her. He leaned his head down and kissed Rainbow Dash on the cheek as he said, “Thank ya kindly.” before giving a nod to Applejack and walking away.

Applejack rose from the tree root onto shaky hooves and padded back to Rainbow Dash. She sat on her haunches in front of her, pulled the gag free for the last time, and asked, “So, did y’all enjoy yer s’prise?”

The rainbow-maned Pegasus panted heavily as she nodded her head weakly. “It... was… awesome!” She sputtered out between breaths. She did not lie, as the experience, while draining was quite enjoyable and she did not regret it one bit.

Applejack nodded, smiled. “Ah thought so.”

Once Rainbow Dash had recovered enough of her strength to speak normally again, she looked at Applejack and asked, “Care to untie me now?”

Applejack tilted her head at her. “Is that a request or a demand?”

“It’s only a demand if it has to be,” Rainbow Dash said firmly. She was actually quite sore, both from the experience and from the rope burns that came from all her excessive squirming, and now that the fun was over, she was eager to be free of her restraints.

Applejack nickered and proceeded to undo rainbow’s bindings as she requested.

Once free, Rainbow Dash stretched her legs and flexed her wings, relieved to be out of her bondage for once. She was especially happy to have her wings free again, as they were her most valued limbs.

Applejack came to stand next to her, looked up in the sky at the fleeting sunlight, and asked, “It’s gettin’ late. Goin’ home now, I assume?”

Rainbow glanced at her. “I can’t stay with you?”

Applejack glanced back, smiling brightly. “Ah think that c’n be arranged…”

“Good, because I owe you big time,” She said.

“Oh?” Applejack asked, intrigued.

“Well, I got an orgasm from you and then two more from Big Macintosh, so I’d say I owe you about a dozen or so, don’t you think?”

Applejack’s cheeks burned and she stared at the gorgeous, rainbow-maned Pegasus who was now grinning naughtily at her. Her face cracked the same expression and she leaned down, flicking her tail in the air. “It’ll be two-dozen if ah get there first!” She declared.

Rainbow Dash knelt down beside her, wings spread and her rainbow tail swaying in the light breeze that suddenly picked up. “You’re on!”

They both broke into a gallop as they raced across the field, two mares’ toe-to-toe that shared a bond stronger than steel and a relationship not quite like any other, but equally treasured.

THE END

My Little Masochist

An ENORMOUS shout-out goes to Velvet Heart for not only proofreading but supplying some rewrites this piece of literature. I was struggling really hard with this one, as I am not very familiar with writing female-on-female clopfiction, and she helped turn it into something worthwhile and coherent.

Cue scene in ‘Owl’s well that ends well’

Rainbow Dash took a bite of her apple, and after she swallowed she said, “Wow Twilight, you’re lucky to have such a rad assistant! I wish I had someone to do whatever I told them.”

Scootaloo’s grew excited upon hearing this and she hopped up and down as she exclaimed, “Oh oh! Me me me! I’ll do whatever you want, Rainbow Dash!”

“Oh yeah, Pipsqueak?” Rainbow Dash asked the eager-to-serve little mare.

Scootaloo, smiling widely, bobbed her head up and down rapidly in agreement.

 “Hmmm….” Rainbow Dash pondered briefly.

*Sometimes later*

Scootaloo was tied spread-eagle to a bed using the bed posts to restrain her limbs. She was smiling widely as she stared at Rainbow Dash who was leaning over her at the edge of the bed. “Now what?” Scootaloo asked excitedly.

“Now we play a little game. It’s a game I like to play with Pinkie Pie a lot, but since you said you’d do anything, I figured you’d like to play as well!” Rainbow Dash explained.

 “Oh yes! I’ll do anything for you Dash!” Scootaloo reestablished.

Rainbow Dash grinned. “Good.” She took a black box out from underneath the bed and placed it on the bedside table. There, she attached multiple wires to the outlets along the box – wires that were attached to small circular pads. She then took said pads and placed them at specific points along Scootaloo’s inner thigh; two at the base of her legs, and two more at the edges of her waist. They were then sealed in place with tape.

Even as Rainbow Dash applied them, Scootaloo couldn’t help but squirm with excitement. “Now what now what!?” She asked impatiently.

 “Now…” Rainbow dash said as she reached for the dial on the black box. “We turn it on.” With that, she turned the dial to its lowest setting.

The machine whirred to life instantly and began to send very light jolts of electricity pulsating through the little mare’s body. She gasped at first, the shock a surprise to her, but she was quickly squealing with delight as the electricity began to feel oh-so-good along the surfaces of her inner thighs. “Oh yes! More Dash! More!” She pleaded.

 “As you wish,” Rainbow Dash responded. She turned the knob a few more notches, causing the electric stimuli to nearly double for the eager filly.

Scootaloo’s muscles began to tighten in response to the electrical current, yet she still moaned with delight. The pain was nothing to the pleasure she felt, especially within her loins. She wanted more. “Higher dash! Higher! I want it HIGHERRRRR!” She screamed her demand.

Rainbow Dash was happy to oblige her. This was one of her major kinks after all, which was evident by the droplets of feminine arousal that were making a mess on the floor between her legs. She turned it up to the highest setting that Pinkie Pie was able to handle, which was a few notches short of maximum.

Scootaloo’s entire body began to convulse as the currents overwhelmed her. She squealed in the throes of pleasure, humping the air as her body began to lose control of itself. She actually felt an orgasm approaching, and she wanted it more than anything. “MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE!” She begged.

Rainbow Dash was impressed with her fortitude. This was usually where Pinkie Pie would pass out, yet a mere filly was outlasting an adult. However, this was exactly what she was hoping for, and did not hesitate to give her what she wanted. “You want it? You got it!” She exclaimed as she turned the dial all the way up to the highest setting.

The electric current was intense now – strong enough even to make Scootaloo’s tail begin to frizz. She went taut in her bonds and rocked against the bed as her body inched its way closer and closer towards release. Moments later, she let out a sharp cry and writhed in ecstasy as an orgasm consumed her. She made the mattress wet with her fluids as they trickled out of her convulsing vagina. That, along with the powerful electric currents still coursing through her, quickly overwhelmed her, and she passed before she could even finish her orgasm.

Rainbow Dash turned off the machine and removed the pads from the filly’s thighs. She stared at the mare with fascination. “I can’t believe she lasted that long…” She felt something wet between her legs and glanced down to see glistening droplets running down her thighs. “...and she succeeded in making me hornier than I’ve ever been.”

Just then, she smelled a very familiar scent in the air that caught her attention. “That smell…” Her gaze returned to the unconscious filly and trailed down towards her lower abdomen. There, she noticed the gleaming trails of feminine spunk leaking from the little mare’s crotch. “She… got off on that?” She said with surprise, “That’s… not what I expected at all!” She pondered for a bit. “Hmmm, if she enjoyed that, then perhaps she’d enjoy something a bit more intimate...” Her lips contorted into a grin as she dashed off towards the closet and began to rummage through it.

Scootaloo awoke while Rainbow Dash was still madly shuffling through the clutter in her closet; she had since made a giant pile of debris behind her as she scoured every inch of it for the object she sought.

 “Rainbow Dash? What are you doing?” Scootaloo asked.

She didn’t hear her and continued to search frantically. Moments later, she made a gleeful, “A-ha!” as she wrapped her hooves around a small box and snatched it from the closet. She opened the lit in haste and pulled out a moderately-sized purple horse dildo with vibrator attachment.

Scootaloo cocked her head curiously at it. Having never seen such a contraption before, she didn’t have a clue what it was going to be used for.

Rainbow Dash turned her gaze towards Scootaloo, and noticing she was awake, said, “Welcome back to the world of the living, pipsqueak.” Then, she placed the vibrator in her mouth and padded back to the bed and dropped the device on the bed next to the tied up filly. “It seems that you got a little more than you bargained for from my electrostim, didn’t you?”

Scootaloo blushed furiously and nodded her head shyly. She’d hoped Rainbow Dash wouldn’t have noticed.

Pleased by her response, she added, “Well if you enjoyed that so much, then maybe you’d enjoy something a little different?” She reached out a hoof and pressed it gently against the mare’s aroused sex. “Something that feels similar to this, perhaps?”

Scootaloo shivered with pleasure and in her excitement nodded her head again. If it felt anything like that then she was more than willing!

Rainbow Dash smirked. “Alright then.” With that, Rainbow Dash scooped up the vibrator and lined it up with Scootaloo’s slickened folds. Then, she carefully pushed the bulbous tip of it into her sex.

Scootaloo shivered as the makeshift horse shaft slid smoothly into her. It was an unfamiliar sensation to her, but one that she thoroughly enjoyed.

Rainbow Dash continued to guide the dildo carefully into the wanton filly until it was in as far as it could go. Then, she clasped a forehoof around the ridged, adjustable section at the base of it, and very slowly turned it on to its lowest setting.

The vibrator buzzed to life, and Scootaloo’s body responded immediately by clenching tightly around the pulsating shaft. “Ooohhhh….” She half-moaned.

 “You like that, do you?” Rainbow Dash inquired rhetorically.   

“More... More!” Scootaloo demanded lustfully as she feebly struggled to thrust herself onto the purple sextoy.

“Certainly,” Rainbow Dash obliged, and she turned the dial up a few more notches.

The intensity nearly doubled for the eager filly, and a sharp twinge of pleasure up her curving spine lifted her rump off the mattress in a lewd display. “Oh Celestia!” The cry was a quick gasp.

Rainbow Dash couldn’t help but grin at Scootaloo’s response, as she was reacting exactly as she expected her to. It was all going according to plan, and she confidently continued on to the next step: She reached out with a hoof and placed it gently on the filly’s exposed nubbin and applied a small amount of pressure to it.

Scootaloo cried out in pleasure as her little clit was teased. It was an entirely different sensation than the one which was coursing through her loins, but it felt wonderful. The response was swift: a shiver followed by a sudden sensation of moisture as the little filly painted Rainbow Dash’s hoof with her arousal.

Rainbow Dash felt the heat of her feminine spunk as it splashed against her hoof and glanced down. When she noticed Scootaloo’s freshly leaking snatch, she said, “Gosh, you’re so wet! I think this requires the cleaning skills of one master Pegasus.” She pulled her hoof back, leaned down and pressed her tongue against the mare’s quivering clitoris, lapping at it delicately.

As the flavor of Scootaloo’s arousal flooded Rainbow Dash’s mouth, the same happened with the rainbow mare’s ears; the cutest, neediest little whimpers and moans escaping the filly that writhed and bucked against her lips.

She worked her tongue along the exposed nubbin with the grace and finesse that could only come from years of experience, and it succeeded in driving Scootaloo absolutely wild. The filly’s body language and shrill cries of ecstasy informed Dash that she would soon be reaching her peak, and to ensure that it was to be her strongest yet, she reached down and turned the vibrator up a few notches more.

 “AAAAHHHH!!!!” Scootaloo screamed, tensing up. That brought her over the edge, and her head lolled back while she gasped out as an orgasm even stronger than the last consumed her. Her body was overwhelmed with phenomenal pleasure, and she writhed in her bonds as she creamed all over the vibrator and the bed sheets - not to mention Dash’s tongue.

Rainbow Dash gobbled up what she could and reveled in its taste; the flavor sweetened by the taboo of her actions. It was less musky than Pinkie Pie’s was, but the arousal it brought on was no less intense.

The orgasm, while short, felt like an eternity to Scootaloo, and left her completely exhausted. She collapsed against the mattress, panting heavily, as she tried to recover from the dizzying experience. However, the vibrator was still buzzing away inside her, and she only had a moment to catch her breath before she found herself being forcibly stimulated well beyond the end of her orgasm.

Rainbow Dash was merciful however and gave her the time she needed to recover as she turned the vibrator off. In the meantime, she reached out toward the black box still on the tabletop next to the bed and detached a small battery connected to a wire wrapped around the side of the box. She uncoiled it and brought it down towards the vibrator where she opened a small compartment and slid the battery inside.

 “What… are you doing… Rainbow Dash?” Scootaloo asked between breaths.

Rainbow Dash closed the latch with a click and grinned at Scootaloo. “That pleasure you felt, it was only the tip of the iceberg kid. There is so much more this vibrator can do. You want to experience it, do you not?”

Scootaloo’s eyes sparkled with enthusiasm. “Oh yes! Please!”

“Well, if you want it, this time you’re going to have to work for it. You see, all this time I’ve been pleasuring you has gotten me quite needy myself, and even us adults need release every now and then. So if you can bring me to a glorious orgasm, then I’ll return the favor in a way you will not regret!”

Scootaloo became thoroughly aroused by the prospect of not only having another wonderful orgasm, but also to the idea of bringing her one and only idol to the towering heights of blissful release. However, she hadn’t a clue how she was supposed to manage that with her arms bound, and so asked, “How do I do that?”

Rainbow Dash climbed up on the bed and stood over Scootaloo. She raised her rainbow tail high and turned around to reveal her exposed, glistening folds to the lustful filly. “With your tongue of course!”

Scootaloo stared at the rainbow pegasus’ snatch in awe. She had never seen a pussy before that wasn’t her own, and seeing her idol’s up close and personal made her quiver with lust. “You got it!” She replied eagerly.

Rainbow Dash lowered her flank until she could feel the mare’s warm, ragged breaths on her slit, and she shivered with need. “… Then get to work!” She stated firmly.

“Yes ma’am!” She replied and wasted no time. She snaked her tongue out and leaned up to press the tip of it gently against her gleaming feminine valley. Then, she proceeded to lap at it delicately. She noticed that the moisture that was perspiring along the length of her aroused sex had a strange taste, somewhat acidic even, but it wasn’t at all what she considered foul. On the contrary, she found it to be rather… intoxicating!

Rainbow Dash cooed in pleasure. Even though Scootaloo was barely doing anything at all, it still felt so good! Obviously, she was far needier than she realized. “Yeah pipsqueak, just like that!”

The addicting praise drove Scootaloo to greater heights of effort, causing her to squash her snout into her idol's sensitive valley as she desperately tried to drive her tongue deeper.

Rainbow Dash gasped in response to the sudden, additional stimuli that made her loins quiver with lust. “More kid, more!” She begged longingly.

Scootaloo obliged her by working her tongue in past her outer labia and into her drenched snatch where she worked her tongue against the sensitive pink flesh of her vagina as if it were the last vestiges of a delicious jam along the inner rim of an empty jar.

Rainbow Dash moaned loudly, her wings spreading ever-so-slightly on her back, as the pleasure in her loins started to grow very intense. She was doing so well that she began to worry if she would even be able to hold on long enough for Scootaloo to properly earn her reward.

Scootaloo was thoroughly pleased that her idol was enjoying this so much, especially considering that she had never done this before, She ran her tongue along every accessible crevice and fold of Dash’s vulva, determined to ensure her favorite Pegasus the most glorious orgasm she could manage.

Rainbow Dash was writhing in luxurious rapture now, her wings opened halfway and her breathing growing into irregular gasps. This little mare kept surprising her; first with her fortitude, and now with her marvelous use of her tongue. She had to admit, she was quite the talented filly.

Scootaloo’s tongue strokes kept getting deeper and longer, and she was well rewarded for her efforts with multiple tongue-fulls of Rainbow Dash’s feminine spunk. She reveled in its flavor, as it had an addictive quality that she couldn’t help but obsess over.

“If you can… go just a little… higher please...” Rainbow Dash requested between her struggled breaths.

The filly’s head bobbed in acknowledgement, sending her snout rubbing along the slippery marehood until her tongue found the swollen bulb of the weather mare’s clitoris.

“Ah…!” Rainbow Dash gasped sharply, shivering with intensity. “Oh yes, Scootaloo! Right there! That’s the spot!”

Scootaloo couldn’t help but chortle at that. She actually called her by her name! She hadn’t done that until now so she must have been doing exceptionally well. Thus, to ensure that she would not disappoint, she lightly grazed the oversensitive little nubbin with her teeth between furious strokes of her small, agile tongue.

 “Oh my rainbows!” Rainbow Dash cried out shrilly as her clitoris was stimulated in ways she hadn’t experienced in a very long time - too long, as far as she was concerned. Her wings were spread to their full span and she reared her head back, calling out to the heavens, as she found the tension in her loins escalating to a critical point. “It’s… coming!” Rainbow Dash exclaimed breathlessly.

Scootaloo was delighted to hear it, and even found herself get incredibly wet by the prospect of it. If she could, she would play with her own clitoris right now just so that she could experience an orgasm of her own as she brought Rainbow Dash to hers.

 “Ah… Ah... AHHHH!!!!” Rainbow Dash screamed out loud moments later as she finally peaked. Her inner muscles convulsed harshly as her hips spasmed and she left Scootaloo’s snout, face and even hair suddenly sticky with fresh lubricant.

Scootaloo gulped down the copious amounts of fluids joyously as she continued to dab her tongue along the quivering clitoral hood of the climaxing Pegasus.

Rainbow Dash was escalated to the heights of orgasmic bliss, and when it finally subsided, she was left utterly exhausted; her wings drooped at her sides languidly. “That’s… enough… Scootaloo…” She said with exasperation, since Scootaloo was still licking hungrily away at her vulva.

Scootaloo was disappointed, as she would have been able to go on for so much longer, but did as requested of her. She pulled her drenched tongue free and retracted it into her mouth, swallowing what fluids she had since collected on it. “That’s was fun, Dash! Can we do it again?” Scootaloo inquired with a happy, if not sticky, grin.

Rainbow Dash sighed contentedly before rising to her hooves and finally managing to regain enough control of her wing muscles to fold them against her sides. Then, she hopped off the bed as she addressed drenched filly, “Perhaps later… For now, it is time for that reward I promised.” With that, Rainbow Dash reached down and turned the vibrator up a few notches.

Scootaloo bucked her hips as that glorious sensation swelled up inside her again. She didn’t hesitate to express her growing desire with voracious moans.

Rainbow Dash quickly stepped over to the black box and wrapped a hoof around the dial that provided it power. “You ready for this, kid?” She asked enthusiastically.

Scootaloo nodded eagerly; she would have gone along with anything her idol suggested, and if it was anything like what she’d experienced so far, it’d be a whole new world of awesome!

Rainbow Dash turned the dial on low, and the battery locked away inside the vibrator sparked to life. It sent small jolts of electricity coursing through every inch of the purple shaft that jolted the inner labia of Scootaloo’s sex.

Scootaloo cried out with intensity as she felt her inner muscles clench tightly around the vibrator in response to the electric stimuli. “Ooooohhh yeeeesssss!” She moaned out in luxurious rapture.

Rainbow Dash turned dial up higher still, determined not to stop until Scootaloo was writhing in her bonds.

More pain followed; pain which quickly blossomed into an internal fireworks display of pleasure that consumed every inch of the tensing mare’s body. Soon enough, she was screaming in ecstasy.

Rainbow Dash turned the dial up to maximum before walking over and doing the same with the dial on the vibrator. She couldn’t help but grind a hoof against the twitching filly’s little clit in the meantime.

It did not take long at all for Scootaloo to reach climax. Her orgasm came with the intensity of a thousand suns as her breathing came to a rasping halt as her muscles tightened until the ropes restraining her creaked in protest. The device inside her did not stop even then and only succeeded in driving Scootaloo into unconscious bliss well before her orgasm did.

Rainbow Dash shut off the electrical current to the battery and then proceeded to remove the soaked vibrator from the suddenly-slack filly’s drenched folds with a smooth tug. She then twisted the dial to bring the vibrator to a grinding stop. She removed the battery and returned it to its holster on the black box before padding over to the closet and tucking the vibrator away in her special little box. She reached out for a nearby comforter that was folded neatly on the second shelf and flung it onto her back. She then returned to the bedside of Scootaloo and proceeded to untie her bonds using her teeth. After a few tugs and jerks of her head, the ropes came loose, and Scootaloo instinctively curled up like a sleepy little foal. She smiled at how sweet and innocent she looked before flipping the comforter off her back with a practiced little buck and grabbed it in her teeth. She draped it over the sleeping filly and proceeded to tuck it in along the corners of the bed. Then, she leaned down and kissed the filly on the forehead, whispering softly, “Good night, you deserved it, my little masochist…” She then turned away and headed downstairs to relax.

When she reached the bottom of the steps, she didn’t even see the pink ball of fluff that collided into her from behind and tackled her to the floor. “What the hay? Get off me!” She screamed at the invader.

“Surpriiiiise!” Pinkie Pie’s voice rang in Dash’s ears like an unholy crossbreed between a gong and a whistle.

Rainbow Dash’s eyes opened and she was staring directly into the eyes of a bouncing Pinkie Pie.

“Pinkie Pie? Why are you here?” A realization crossed Rainbow Dash’s mind suddenly. “How are you here?”

 “Twilight’s magic! I can now walk on clouds! Well, for a while anyways. Now you don’t have to come to my house for our party! Isn’t that great!?” Pinkie Pie explained as she continued to bounce on Rainbow Dash in her excitement.

Party? Rainbow Dash tried to recall. She didn’t remember any party... wait- Her ears perked up in remembrance. “Oooohhhh no! We’re not doing that today! I just...” She stopped.

“You just what?” Pinkie Pie asked, staring at her intently.

“Err...” Rainbow Dash bit her lip. She couldn’t just tell Pinkie Pie what she was doing with Scootaloo just moments ago. What would she think of her? ”Nothing, forget I said anything.”

“Forget what?” Pinkie Pie said as she reached for a loose cord dangling from her saddlebag. With a quick tug, followed by a distinct pop, the whole thing burst apart in a rain of things that distinctly were not confetti! Rainbow Dash, caught off-guard, could only dodge so much before a bright red ballgag bopped her in the face. “Your turn today, Dashie!”

Rainbow Dash sighed as she picked up the leather-laced ballgag and plopped it in her mouth. She quickly latched it off in the back and proceeded to gather up the other accessories that Pinkie Pie cheerfully demanded Rainbow Dash to wear.

With the ensemble complete, Rainbow Dash ended up wearing a black, studded collar with leash attachment, black cuffs around the base of her hooves that were latched together with small, square metal rings, and a thick ball-gag that prevented any sort of decipherable communication.

Pinkie Pie tugged on the collar, choking Dash ever-so-slightly, as she straddled her backside. She had since put on her favorite strap-on that glistened in the sunlight beaming through the windows of Rainbow Dash’s cloud home. “Bet they can’t do this with the rainbows at cloud factory!” Pinkie Pie hummed before she slid the thick, pink shaft into Rainbow Dash’s nethers.

Rainbow Dash’s body tensed up as she was penetrated in that oh-so-familiar way that she loved oh-so-much, and she mumbled through her gag her desire as Pinkie Pie humped her. Still, she couldn’t help but feel apprehensive, as Scootaloo was asleep upstairs, and if she awoke and found them fooling around like this down here, well, who knew what could happen? Let alone if she decided to join!

Regardless, she had little choice in the matter, and so decided to simply enjoy the ride. Whatever problems arose with Scootaloo, she would just have to deal with them when she didn’t have a giant dildo up her snatch!

THE END

Trixie's Revenge

By: DarkJester

Velvet Heart not only did an amazing proofreading for me, she also wrote the last bit of this story (Celestia part). I was so impressed (and amused) that I’m leaving it in and giving credit to her.

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Trixie paced along the bare floor of her home as she talked out loud, “How DARE that pony humiliate the great and powerful Trixie!”

She stopped pacing momentarily to recall the humiliating scene: The beast that those foolish foals lured far exceeded anything she’d imagined when she boasted about vanquishing one of it’s kind. And then that... unicorn showed up and just carried the titan off. Trixie was sure the purple mare’d waited until the Ursa Minor crushed her beautiful wagon before interfering!  “Curse that pony! CURSE HER!” She screamed in fury, her horn glowing brightly as she started picking up random objects around the room and tossing them about in an angry fit. It stopped when a book slammed into her mirror, shattering it before landing on the floor with a thump.

Trixie gasped, her magic dissipating on the levitating objects around her, causing them to cascade to the ground. She glanced at the now-cracked mirror and found a dozen shattered reflections gazing back. She sighed and lifted the hefty tome with her magic and sent it drifting back towards the bookshelf. However, along the way, she caught a glimpse of the title, and stopped it midway. “Compendium of Hexes…” She read.

Intrigued, she brought the book over to her reading stand and opened it to the first page. Hundreds of ways to make a Pony suffer, she read. Trixie rubbed her chin with a hoof. “Maybe this book has something I can use on that show-off Twilight,” She convinced herself.

She flipped to the next page and read over one of the hexes. Endless Itch. She thought for a moment, but then dismissed it with a shake of her head. “No, I bet she has a good backscratcher.”

She flipped to the next page. Curse of a thousand blades. She skimmed over the description of the spell and her face contorted in disgust. “Ack! No! That’s far too cruel!” She concluded with a shudder and flipped to the next page.

That’s when her face lit up. “Aha! This is perfect!” She exclaimed as she brought her hooves together and rubbed them gleefully. “This will show her what happened to ponies who humiliate the great and powerful Trixie!” She laughed menacingly before she started reading over the details of the spell in front of her.

- A few weeks later -

Twilight Sparkle snorted awake when she heard a knock on the door. At first, she ignored it, but soon she heard it again. She groaned, turned in her bed, and mumbled, “Spike, get the door please…”    

Another knock, followed by another, and another, until Twilight got frustrated and she sat up in her bed abruptly. “Spike! The door!” She yelled. That was when she noticed Spike’s bed was vacant. “Oh yeah, he’s in Canterlot…” With a sigh, Twilight rolled out of bed and headed downstairs.

The thumping on her door continued unabated, and she hurried across the room. “I’m coming! I’m coming!” Twilight shouted to her apparently impatient guest.

Reaching the door, she opened it up with her magic just in time to see Trixie ready to knock again. She didn’t wear her cape or her silly hat this time but wore a satchel around her neck. “Oh, Twilight!” She lowered her hoof and smiled. “Hello!”

Twilight blinked in surprise. “Trixie? What are you doing here?”

“Well…” Trixie began with a look of shame on her face.  “I felt bad about what I did, so I came to make amends.”

Twilight was delighted to hear that, but restrained her excitement and simply said, “That’s quite alright Trixie.”

“Please, I insist! I even brought you some flowers! See?” Trixie mentioned as her horn glowed and a bouquet of flowers rose up from her flank and drifted towards Twilight.  

    

“Flowers? For me?” Twilight couldn’t help but smile at such a thoughtful gift. “That is very nice of you.”

“Go ahead and smell them, they’re extra fragrant!” Trixie explained, keeping her expression sincere.

Twilight did as suggested of her and closed her eyes as she buried her snout in the blooms.

The edges of Trixie’s lips curled upwards and her horn let out a pulse of light as she initiated the first phase of her plan. Using her magic, she took away the camouflage of the blooms to reveal the flowers for what they truly were: Poison Joke.

Twilight, unable to smell anything particularly fragrant, reeled her head back and opened her eyes as she said, “I don’t really smell anything Tri…” When she noticed the familiar blue flowers in front of her, she gasped. “Poison Joke? Oh no!” She glanced up just in time to see her horn wilt in front of her. Her eyes furrowed in anger and she turned her gaze back on Trixie. “What is the meaning of this!?”

Trixie, grinning widely now, dropped the spell holding the flowers aloft and stepped forward; incidentally crushing the stalks of the bouquet beneath her hoof. “Trixie can’t believe how easy that was!” She declared victoriously.

Twilight, not liking the way Trixie was staring at her at all, began to stumble backwards as Trixie pushed her way inside. “Why are you looking at me like that?”

 “Trixie doesn’t like being played a fool. You humiliated me and ruined my image, therefore I am going to teach you a lesson you won’t soon forget!” She exclaimed as she backed Twilight into a corner.
          

Twilight felt the cold, wooden shelves of a bookcase against her back and discovered she’d run out of room to retreat. With nowhere left to go, she flattened herself against it and asked with a shaky voice, W… what are you going to do to me?”

 “Hmm-hmm, you’ll see,” Trixie said with a chuckle. She opened up her satchel and, as Twilight watched on in horror, she pulled out a small, black disk with her teeth.

Twilight blinked in surprise. “What is that?”

Trixie dropped it on the ground and pushed it towards Twilight with a hoof. “This is the catalyst of your suffering, Twilight Sparkle.”

Twilight stared at it. It was barely the size of her hoof, and not menacing at all. “You’re kidding, right?”

Trixie’s right eye sparkled devilishly. “You’ll wish I was.” With that, Trixie closed her eyes and her horn sparked to life as she began the incantation of her spell.

At first, nothing happened. But then, a magical aura surrounded the disk, and it started to expand. Moment later, a hole stretched the disk open, and a dozen green tentacles sprang forth.

Twilight gasped in surprise. “What the hay!?”

Trixie opened her eyes and smirked at Twilight. “Now the fun begins,” She announced, before using her magic to make one of the slimy tentacles wrap around Twilight’s waist.

She yelped as it lifted her off the ground. Then, more tentacles slithered over her body; four wrapping around her legs and another around her tail before stretching them tautly.

Next, a single tendril crawled up along her flank and came to rest against Twilight’s snatch.

She gasped out as she felt the vile extremity squirming along the length of her slit. She tried to close her legs, but they would not budge. “What are you doing!?” She demanded.

 “Isn’t it obvious?” Trixie retorted as she made the tentacle part her folds and slide into her vagina.

 “Aaahhh!” Twilight screamed as the slithery appendage penetrated her sex. She tried to fight it, but her magic was useless to her now, and she lacked the physical strength to break free of her bondage. “Take it out! Take it out!”

Trixie was amused at her plight. “Oh no, not yet, not until your punishment is complete.”

Twilight opened her mouth to respond, and Trixie reacted quickly by shoving a bigger tentacle into her mouth.

She gagged on it as it began to work itself down her throat. She bit down on it in desperation, but it didn’t even so much as convulse in response. Suddenly, she felt some sort of liquid fill her stomach and she began to panic.

Trixie could read the terror on her face and assured her, “Relax Twilight, it’s not poison or anything, just a little aphrodisiac to make you niiiice and horny for all of the orgasms I’m about to force upon you. If you truly are the unicorn everyone says you are, you should be able to last for quite a while, I’d assume.”

Twilight choked out a gurgled response as the vile liquid went to work inside her. Very quickly she became overwhelmed by lust and desire, making her cunny start to drip with fluids, which in turn made the tentacle’s penetration of her sex effortless. She began to moan, her struggles losing their intensity as she began to give into the sensations that enveloped her.

Meanwhile, another tentacle joined with the first one, spreading her slit wide and working its way inside her.

Twilight didn’t fight it. She simply slumped in her bonds, head lolling and her eyes glazing as the tentacles began to thrust inside her.

Trixie watched with ample amusement as Twilight became a victim to her own desires. Becoming aroused herself, she said, “Trixie is enjoying this show quite a lot.” She opened her satchel and pulled out her other tool: A vibrator. “And is quite glad she brought this,” she added as she hovered it in the air. She floated it behind her and raised her tail as she maneuvered it down towards her slit. She pushed the nub of the dildo past her folds and cooed softly as it slid smoothly into her vagina. Once it was all the way in, she magically flicked the switch on low and let the vibrator go to work. She shivered with delight. “A little reward for myself while I watch you suffer,” She explained.

But Twilight was hardly suffering. On the contrary, she was quite enjoying itself, despite her attempts to convince herself otherwise. It felt so bad, and yet so good! So good in fact, that without realizing it, she suddenly reached orgasm. She tensed up, threw her head back, and moaned out loud as she gave in to the intense pleasure that rocked her entire frame.

Trixie noticed Twilight’s fluids dripping down her thigh and she grinned with satisfaction. One down, oh-so-many more to go! She said in her mind. Suddenly, she shivered as a sharp twinge of pleasure rippled up her spine. “Oooohhh…” She moaned. The vibrator was doing its job quite nicely, and she wanted desperately to turn it up, but she convinced herself otherwise. Too soon, Trixie. She thought. Twilight hasn’t suffered nearly enough yet. Her horn glowed brighter still as she slid two more tentacles into Twilight’s dripping snatch. These two stretched out Twilight’s labia beyond their natural limits, but she didn’t care. She wasn’t going to stop until Twilight begged for mercy.

Twilight’s vagina began to ache with all the vines inside her, but she had little time to complain about it, as another orgasm suddenly consumed her. She writhed in ecstasy, her body going taut, as she surrendered once again to the overwhelming sexual stimuli as her fluids left glistening trails along the length of the tendrils.

When it subsided, Twilight felt even weaker than before, and she mumbled out a desperate, “Make it stop…” She clearly had quite enough.

 “A-ha, out of stamina already? You’re supposed to be a great magician! Yet you can’t even handle a few orgasms? Pathetic!” Trixie taunted.

This wasn’t the same, Twilight knew, as this was draining her physical stamina, not magical.

 “Besides, it’s not over until I say it’s over!” Trixie added. Then, she brought up one of the two remaining tentacles and tried to squeeze them in with the others, but they would not fit, no matter how hard she tried. “Hrmmm…” She grunted in frustration. Then, she had an idea. She pulled out the first tentacle, which was now thoroughly coated with all of Twilight’s dripping fluids, and brought it up to her rear. With a gasp from Twilight, Trixie forced the tip of the tentacle in past her sphincter and deep into her rectum. Twilight groaned in discomfort as she felt the slick appendage fill her tailhole to capacity.

 “There we go,” Trixie said before sliding  the last vine into Twilight’s pussy.

The new pleasure pulsating through her rump made her next orgasm come even quicker. This time however, it was too much for her, and her eyes rolled back into her head as the overwhelming orgasm sent her spiraling into unconsciousness.

Trixie frowned and used the last free tentacle to smack Twilight hard across the face, forcing her awake. “You can’t pass out until Trixie let’s you!”

Twilight whimpered, even as another orgasm loomed on the horizon.

Meanwhile, Trixie was quite desperate herself, and finally gave into her own desires as she switched the vibrator on high. “Oh, yes!!!” She exclaimed breathlessly as the vibrator rocked her entire frame. She shuddered deeply, feeling that oh-so-familiar sensation creeping up on her, and didn’t hold back. After a few long moments of bliss, Trixie finally reached climax, and she collapsed forward, an exhausted expression on her face, as she speckled the floor beneath her with her fluids. This was her most intense yet, and lasted even longer than usual. When it finally subsided, Trixie sighed deeply, turned the vibrator off, and pulled it out of her as she said, “Now Trixie is satisfied.” She looked up at Twilight, who had yet again passed out from another orgasm, and tsked. “My test subject lasted longer than she did…” She smacked her awake again and pulled the tentacle from her mouth.

Twilight hacked up some of the liquid still lingering in her throat and pleaded with a heaving chest, “Enough… please…”

The tentacles stopped momentarily as Trixie addressed her, “I’ll let you go only if you tell me that I am the better magician, and you need to make it sound convincing, otherwise…” She brought the dripping tentacle back up to Twilight’s face. “We can try for more.”

Twilight gulped. At this point, she was willing to do anything to be free of this horrific hex, and so she told Trixie exactly what she wanted to hear: “You… you are the superior magician, Trixie, having taken me so easily. I...” Twilight bit her lip with uncertainty, “I was wrong to think I could ever compete with you.”

Trixie was delighted to hear it, mollified. “Good.” Then, she stepped forward, reached up, wrapped her hooves around Twilight’s head, and brought their lips together in a passionate kiss.

Twilight mumbled out in disgust as she felt Trixie’s tongue wrap around her own, but she could do nothing to stop it.

The kiss broke after a few seconds, and Trixie wiped the saliva from her mouth. “You are free to go.” With that, Trixie’s magic faded, and all at once the tentacles that entwined and violated her captor withdrew and disappeared into the shrinking black disc.

Twilight landed on the ground with a thud.

Trixie picked up the black disc with her teeth and put it in her satchel along with her vibrator before addressing the weakened mare, “I think you’ve learned your lesson. Next time, you’ll think twice before you cross the great and powerful Trixie!” With that, Trixie tossed a smoke bomb and disappeared. Or so she tried. Apparently, she still hadn’t perfected that trick, and Twilight was able to spot her racing out the door once the smoke cleared.

Twilight tried to stand, but her weakened leg muscles gave way, and she collapsed forward. “Curse that pony…” She said weakly.

 “Twilight, I’m home!” Spike said as he walked into the open door a short time later. He noticed Twilight lying on the floor and asked, “What happened to you?”

 “Spike! I’m glad you’re here,” Twilight said as she finally managed to rise to her feet. “Take a letter.”

Spike nodded and grabbed his pen and paper.

Twilight began searching through her bookcases as she talked, "Dear Princess Celestia, today I learned that almost every pony can be brought to care with a little love..."

She found the book she was searching for and flipped it off of the shelf with a hoof, exposing the title on its cover: 'Encyclopedia of Insults both Obscure and Obscene'. Opening it on page one, she scraped her throat, "...but some ponies are just-"

Spike ran out of scrolls by the time she reached the G, but Twilight was still reading off words.

 “Uh, Twilight,” Spike spoke up, but Twilight didn’t hear him.

 “Twilight,” He tried again, louder this time. She still ignored him.

Annoyed, Spike took a deep breath and bellowed, “TWILIGHT!”

That finally caught Twilight’s attention, and she looked up from her book in frustration. “What!?”

 “There are no scrolls left.”

Twilight clopped a hoof against her forehead in frustration. “Fine, whatever, just send what you have.”

But that’s over twenty scrolls of dialogue. Quite questionable dialogue for that matter,” Spike explained.

 “DO IT!” Twilight yelled, stomping a hoof.

 “Okay, okay!” Spike responded defensively. He took another deep breath, and then ignited all the scrolls in that special flame of his; causing them all to disappear into thin air.

 “Good. Now let’s head to Zecora’s so that she can cure this Poison Joke,” Twilight said. Then, she mumbled under her breath, “And maybe ask her if she knows of any good curses…”

 “What was that? Spike asked as he hopped up on Twilight’s back.

 “Oh nothing~” Twilight hummed as she galloped out the door.

Meanwhile, at the castle, a gagged Celestia awaited with flushed anticipation, twisting slightly in the manacles that chained her to her bed just to enhance the sense of helplessness she so enjoyed. Even a goddess gets to be a naughty pony sometimes.

There was a soft puff as something papery smacked the goddess-princess across the snout, making her startle. Had her ‘mistress’ already pulled out the rolled-up newspaper? But where was she? Another puff, and this time Celestia spotted the scroll as it flopped down on the bedding, followed by another, and moments later, by a sudden avalanche!

Mere seconds later, Luna stepped into the room wearing little more than glistening strap-on which jutted lewdly from between her legs. “Oh sister! I have a surprise for y…” She blinked. “Where did she go? I could’ve sworn I had her tied up right... there? Nothing but a pile of scrolls. I must’ve entered the wrong room.” Luna’s face creased into a small smile, “I suppose I’ll have to spank her for making me go through the effort of finding her. Now where could she be?” She purred as she closed the door behind her, the latch falling in place with a soft ‘click!’

THE END