> Under a Golden Hoof
>  by vladspellbinder
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> Introduction: A Taste of Action
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Twilight Sparkle gave a loud moan though the bit gag in her mouth as a gold covered hoof gently ran down her spine, the metal cold against her hot skin.
Her fore-hooves were pulled taught and up, above her head, by iron chains attached to iron manacles. This caused her to put most of her weight on her rear-hooves, which were currently spread just slightly past shoulder width, locked open by a dull iron rod attached to another set of manacles. The outside of each lower manacle were tied with short strips of brown leather to sturdy eye-bolts driven into the stone floor.
The position gave her an even balance but didn't allow for any kind of privacy.

Her tail had been carefully braided with a deep red silk rope and pulled up along her back, revealing all of her most intimate parts from behind. The trailing end of the rope was loosely tired around her throat in a sort of noose. She could lower her tail, but then she would only wind up choking herself until she raised it again and loosened the knot.
The gold shod hoof gently rubs above the base of the bound tail, getting a deeper moan from the purple mare and a slight increase to the glow from the base of her horn. Her magic was being blocked by a simple looking dull silver ring about three fourths of the way down her horn.

The air was heavy with the scent of arousal and every few seconds there was a wet plick sound as clear liquid dripped from between Twilight's thighs to the stone floor, adding to the quickly growing puddle already there.
She arches her back some, ever so slightly thrusting her rear towards the owner of the hoof and turns her head to the side a little, pulling on the chains hanging from the ceiling to take a little weight off her back legs for just a moment. She had a blindfold over her eyes so she couldn't see what was going on, but it didn't matter much because the glow from her horn was the brightest light in the room anyways, low candles here and there as well as the very soft pure white glow from the only other pony in the room.

The hoof leaves her body and Twilight can't stop the small whine of disappointment that comes from her throat when it does. Her whine is met with a small light laugh, one with the sound of fine ceramic bells on a crisp morning. A sound so pure and enchanting any who heard it couldn't help but want to hear it more and more.

Princess Celestia moves closer behind Twilight, wrapping her front legs around the smaller mare, rubbing her barrel against the bound tail. She leans down to nibble on one of the purple ears, it trying to flick away from the assault but not being successful.
She rubs her gold shod hooves over Twilight's barrel, getting another cute moan from her toy as well as more plicks from below. The horn glow also increases a little more, but again doesn't move past the ring.

Moving her mouth away from the ear the solar princess angles her head to muzzle at the base of the purple horn. The sensation causes the glow to nearly double in intensity and the pony said horn was attached to push up hard with her back legs and lets out a deep, loud moan, one filled with lust.

The sound of Twilight's juices falling was an almost constant plick-plick-plick now, at least two drops a second if not more. A burning need sat in Twilight's belly, something which she could do almost nothing about on her own. The thought of that just made it grow a little bit more.

Celestia licks the base of Twilight's horn, getting another immediate, strong, reaction, before she pulls her mouth away, again getting a disappointed whine in response. She runs her hooves down to Twilight's belly, just above her pert nipples.
The two nubs stood out clearly, so dark a purple to be almost black against the, by comparison, lighter purple of her fur. Celestia playfully toys with both of them, her cold metal hoof caps almost painful against them to Twilight. The small purple unicorn was shaking with need, her body pressed back hard against her mentor and mistress.

Instead of catering to that need though Celestia drops her hooves away from Twilight, also taking a step back and away, removing her warmth from the bound pony and can't help but grin at getting another whine of disappointment. She never really did tire of that sound when Twilight made it under these circumstances, but this time she cuts the whine short by slapping her right hoof against Twilight's right cutie-mark, the smack of metal on flesh ringing out clean in the stone room.
The metal digs in hard against the soft, yielding, flesh, pulling back and leaving it red and angry under the fur.
Twilight's cry of pain was of course muffled by the bit gag, as well as the moan of pleasure that followed as the warmth of the hit eased the pain. And even though she knew it was coming the hard slap to her left cutie-mark still caught her by surprise and made her cry out in pain once again, body shaking in delight once the warm glow started to spread over her flank.

After the second slap Celestia walks around to be in front of her captive, her metal caped hooves somehow not making a sound as she does. She leans forward to nibble on an ear again, but only for a moment this time.
Stepping back again she carefully judges her distance and lowers her head, brushing the rather sharp tip of her horn against Twilight's right cheek. 
The unicorn immediately went still, her lower body still giving minor, uncontrollable, shakes from her ever growing arousal but she keeps her upper body, and especially her face, as still as she can though sheer force of will.
The white horn is lightly drawn down her cheek, not enough to draw any blood but just enough to leave a light scratch that ignites the nerves in glorious pain. It flared like a paper cut, hissing and biting at Twilight's mind.
The pain didn't last long though, replaced by the sensation of warm soft lips pressed against her flesh, Celestia kissing the pain away just as quickly as she had caused it.
Her lips move from the scratch over to the gag, kissing around it, forcing her tongue into Twilight's mouth to play for a few, so tortuously few, moments before she pulled back.

There was no longer a plick-plick-plick sound coming from under Twilight, instead it had been replaced by a constant if thin stream of fluids hitting the floor. Her whole body shook again, a low sound somewhat like a groan and somewhat like a moan coming from her throat.

Celestia steps back again, enough so that Twilight leaned forward towards her, towards the warmth of her lover so easily felt in the cold room. And as the princess moved even further away that warmth diminished until it was gone completely, leaving Twilight alone in the cold and the dark.

She was bound, all of her hooves and her mouth and especially her magic. She had no means what-so-ever of self-release, be it from said bindings or the growing, burning hot need between her haunches.
Now, Twilight knew, logically, that Celestia hadn't really left her alone, that she was still in the room, watching.
Celestia was always watching after all.
But the logical part of her brain had called a hiatus somewhere around the second hour of this session and gone somewhere else for the remainder.
So without her logic to defend her Twilight could feel fear and panic start to set in. For a herd species there was nothing more frightening than the thought of being alone and vulnerable. And without that familiar comforting warmth she was feeling more and more alone every second as she took deep, ragged breaths.

Now, her breathing had already been fast because of arousal; short pants through her nose and around the bit in her mouth. And her heart rate was also elevated to provide blood flow to certain lower regions of her body. Right now her heart was a swift drumbeat in her ears, one rapidly increasing in tempo in the otherwise silent room.
She jerked her head left and right, as if searching for salvation, but the blind fold prevented any real hope of seeing anything at all.

Just as that irrational bubbling panic started to rise from her belly to her chest and grab ahold of her heart she was engulfed by an all-encompassing warmth, soft feathers coming to rest along her back as her face was pressed close, but not crushed, to warm fur and she gets a heady draw of one of the most wonderful scents in the world; Celestia's.
It was as warm as the mare that made it, light and airy as sunlight on a clear summer morning, full of dew and hope and life. In such an embrace there could be no fear, no panic, all of that burned away.
That comfort only made her even more aware of her arousal and the scent in her nose fans the flames even more, making her need almost painful.

Celestia steps back once more, but keeps her wings wrapped around Twilight, the tips of her feathers stroking down her back, though her tail hairs and the fur underneath that. The action gets a cute mix of little giggles and light moans from her toy.
Carefully spreading out her weight Celestia lifts her right fore-hoof up and runs it along the inside of Twilight's back left thigh. The contact of cold metal against hot flesh gets a small jerk and a light hiss from the unicorn, though her bonds prevented her from going very far.
The princess moves her hoof up slowly, not stopping and going through the sopping wet fur and right to the source of that moisture.

Twilight bucks hard against her bonds when that cold hoof-cap made contact with her burning neither lips, a hiss-moan of pleasurable pain slipping past her gag as she shamelessly ground her body against the direct stimulus.
The glow from the base of her horn now looked like it was trying to rival the light of the sun itself, the purple glow bathing the whole room. Yet the inhibitor ring held, not even having the decency to glow or show any kind of signs of having trouble holding back the massive amount of magical power on display.

Celestia moves her hoof in time with Twilight's body, carefully keeping it away from the 'button' at the top of her folds. After a few more moments she presses her body closer to the smaller mare, pulling her wings tight at the same time, preventing Twilight from moving more than a few scant millimeters.
Angling her head Celestia once more nips an ear, then the other, moving on quickly to nuzzle once more at the base of Twilight's horn. The brightness did not bother her eyes. She was, after all, the Solar Princess. The few lumens added from the contact didn't matter either.

Twilight was shaking so much now all her bonds rattled, her fore-legs pulling all of the slack from the chains holding them aloft and making said metal almost sing from the vibrations of her tremors.
She had lost all conscious control of her body now, all rational thought subsumed by the overwhelming need that permeated her entire being. She couldn't even moan any more, her mouth dry and spent, throat parched and cracking. Nor could she whine or groan, too weak for any more sounds to come from her.
Or so she thought.

The princess kissed and licked her way up the purple horn, each point of contact below the ring caused a strong quiver in her tight grasp. She carefully avoids the ring itself though, going above it instead.
Touches there got no reaction though, giving her student precious few moments to recover.
Once at the tip Celestia pauses for a fraction of a second before swallowing the horn in one motion, her muzzle being just long enough that the tip only barely touched the top of her trachea.
Twilight gives a small mewl as the lips wrap around the base of her horn, body humming and shaking with desire. She arches her back just slightly, as much as she could really, begging in her silent request.

Celestia works her tongue over the base of the horn again, grinning at the small sounds this gets from Twilight. She flicks her tongue over the ring once, an action that disrupts its control over Twilight's magic just long enough to cause the little unicorn to gasp; only to groan as once again magical, and as was her case, sexual release was denied to her.
The princess carefully takes the ring in her teeth, having assured herself of where the catch was located with her tongue. With a gentle bite there is a click and the latch on the inhibitor ring swings open, falling away and out of her mouth as she opens her teeth and lips enough to let it pass, it rolling down Twilight's head to plock on the floor, in the puddle under the purple mare. Celestia draws her hoof up along the wet folds it was pressed against, pushing hard against the purple nub at the top at exactly the same time she removes the ring.

Twilight howls her pleasure around the gag, her whole body going ridged as a flood of juices rush out between her legs, around the gold shod hoof and coating it fully. But not only that her horn flared bright enough in Celestia's mouth that had there been anyone else in the room they could have seen the glow through the white cheeks, the pencortus literally swallowing down the magic without any trouble what-so-ever.
Physical liquid and mystical glow continue strong for a good half minute before slowing, the latter stopping completely first while the former goes back to the plick-plick-plick pace it had been before.

Once things had calmed down Celestia pulls her muzzle free, giving a lewd smack of her lips, running her tongue over them as if she just had savored a glass of fine wine. For the first time of the night her own horn ignites with a golden aura, wrapping around the bit gag and the blindfold, carefully pulling them both off Twilight and setting them aside,
Twilight only had a brief moment to work her jaw before her muzzle was covered by her mentor's, the long royal tongue shoved deep into her mouth.
Not that she minded of course. She could feel and taste her magical aura on that tongue, but that didn't matter and she pressed back with her own tongue eagerly.

The kiss was short, almost painfully so for Twilight who leans forward as Celestia pulls back. The solar diarchic only gives a light smile before raising her soaping hoof and pressing it against Twilight's muzzle.
The purple mare didn't hesitate a moment, her dry tongue darting out and lapping away her own juices from the magically still cold metal. It was a familiar taste; one not at all offensive to her and the moisture was very welcome to her dry mouth.
The hoof cap didn't have much on it though, and from this angle she couldn't reach the soaked ankle. She gives one final lick and pulls back slightly, running her tongue over her lips once as she looks to the ground.

She catches the golden glow of Celestia's aura out of the top of her eyes as it wraps around her fore-hooves and the chains holding them. The magic was warm, comforting and gently massaged her numb limbs while lowering the chains some before the manacles pop open.
The solar magic didn't release though, instead carefully sitting her back onto all fours instead of being up on only her hind legs. The magic also helped with blood flow and prevented any pain for the moment. They would be sore later, as would her whole body, but not right now. This night wasn't done after all.
Even with the princess's magic helping as soon as Twilight's fore-hooves were back on the floor she sagged just a little, almost ready to collapse but she pulls up some inner reserve and remains standing. Her favorite part was about to happen, and would be much more enjoyable while standing than laying on the cold stone floor.

Once Twilight was steady Celestia cuts her magic and stands up herself, turning away and promptly flicking her tail up along her back, showing off her wet inner thighs and winking mare parts.
Not needing any more invitation than that Twilight leans forward and presses her muzzle against those soft lips, driving her tongue into the passage they protected in search of moisture. She was careful of her horn though, angling her face so as not to poke the royal rear.
It didn't take very long at all before Celestia gently pressed against a little more, quietly showering Twilight's face with orgasmic fluid, a substance the smaller mare eagerly drank up, not letting so much as a single drop go to waste. The very idea of that was akin to heresy in her mind.

Once her climax passed Celestia allowed Twilight a few more licks before she pulled away, getting another cute whine from her little submissive. She turns and with another short burst of magic cuts the leather straps holding the manacles on Twilight's rear hooves in place. She, however, still leaves the bar holding the rear legs open in place. Stepping back a pace she draws the young mare along with a light graze of her wings before pointing to the large puddle on the floor.
Of all of their activities, of all of the things they did together, of the things Celestia did to her and of the things she did for and to Celestia this was one of the acts that always made Twilight blush under her fur. No matter how many times she was forced to do it, it never failed to cause her a little embarrassment. And that was precisely the reason she was always told to do it and the reason she obeyed.
Turning away from her lover Twilight bends forward, the bar causing her rear to go up into the air and the rope kept her from lowering her tail, not that she would have anyways. This gave Celestia a very good look at Twilight's assists, a sight she had seen many times before but was always happy to see again.
There was only a small amount of hesitation on Twilight's part before she started to lick up her own juices from the floor as her mistress watched.

Once about half of the standing pool was gone Celestia leans down to lap directly from the source, her long dexterous tongue slipping in deep with one slow motion. This causes Twilight's back legs to lock and her front ones to almost give out on her. She gives a deep moan and a few pants before going back to her clean up task, horn once again starting to glow.
But once again it was only a light teasing and full denial, Celestia only building the fire back up from the embers it had fallen to. She pulls back, once more smacking her lips before lapping them clean, grinning and with barely a side thought pops open the remaining manacles when most of the puddle had been removed.

When the bar hits the floor with a very audible clang Twilight felt her rear hooves give out on her, diving her face into the last remainder of her juices. This happened every. Single. Time. 
Every time.
She knew it did, she knew. But she still could never seem to be ready for it when it did.
Getting up onto all four hooves again she turns to Celestia, face burning under her fur, the right side slicked down and reeking of her arousal.

Celestia laughs again and Twilight gives a small smile, looking up to Celestia's face of her own accord for the first time that night. The two of them share another, longer kiss. Then they move to each others sides and head for a shower in the corner of the room to clean up some.


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"We fooled around a bit more after that but the main session was over. So that's what I did the last time I was in Canterlot." Twilight finishes her little story and tips back the last of her Apple Family Special Reserve Hard Cider, drunkenly smacking her lips before lowering her mug to the table, magic unaffected by her level of inebriation.
Her five friends were in a circle with her at the table in the library's dining room, staying the night for a sleep over. Four of them were giving her dead pan looks, even Pinkie was at a loss of anything to say for once. Fluttershy was, of course, the only one not staring at Twilight; instead she was hiding her very flushed face behind her pink mane, trying to look as small as she could and trying, but mostly failing, to keep her wings at her side.
For her part Twilight was completely oblivious to their predicament, instead looking at her empty mug and giving a light sigh.

"Well, I'm pooped girl, I think it's time I got some sleep. Don't stay up too late now." She stands from the table and stumbles a little. No one stands to help, still too surprised by what they just heard. Twilight manages to make it to the stairs and heads up to her bedroom, which had been cleaned up and the bed removed so six sleeping bags could be put on the floor in its place.
Once she was gone from the room four sets of eyes look around at each other, blinking after a too long moment. Rainbow Dash finally speaks up, sufficiently summing up all of their thoughts on the matter.

"What. Just. Happened."
> Chapter One: Setting the Stage
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The library door opened smoothly to a soft purple glow as Rarity entered with Twilight right behind her as they talk.

"-uld let me help you with your mane before you go to such a function next time darling. And a dress! Yes, something in a soft summer green with light- oh yes, thank you dear." When inside Twilight removes her saddle bags with a flick of her magic and sets them at the base of the stairs up to her bedroom. She then gave a side look to Rarity and waits for a light nod before levitating the other mare's bags over to the same location.
It was the polite thing to as the host but it was also considered rude to just work magic on another's belongings without their permission.

"You don't have to do either Rarity, and I really don't know when the next time I will even be going to another meeting like that will be." Twilight closes the door behind them with a light click-clack that makes Rarity jump ever so slightly, the white mare looking nervous all of a sudden. But it was only for the briefest of moments, her regal facade settling back over her features. Twilight either didn't notice or chose not to comment, moving into the kitchen. "Would you like something to drink?"

"Yes, a spot of tea would be ever so nice if you don't mind." Twilight looks back and gives her a light smile before moving into the other room.

"Sure thing Rarity, just make yourself at home." Rarity nods back and turns to look at one of the many bookshelves in the library while she waited.

The Books and Branches Library was, well, small. It was hardly a library at all. There was only one room that actually served as the library proper, with the rest being set aside for normal house rooms, kitchen, bedroom and the like.
In truth it had been a stallion named Dusty Tome that had made his home into a public library for the small town of Ponyville and after his passing the tree, the still living tree, passed into the mayor's office awaiting it's next owner. The single stipulation for said ownership being that it would get to remain a library and anyone who moved in would take on duties of part-time librarian.
Rarity had lived in Ponyville her whole life and had in fact meet Mister Tome once or twice as a young filly. Her memories of him were, well, dusty to say the least. She did remember that he was well spoken and kind, always trying to get the younger foals to read more. Other than that she couldn't have told you anything else about him, not even his coat color or just what his cutie-mark was.

So lost was she in her reminiscing that Rarity didn't notice the fact that Twilight was back in the room, levitating a tray with a steaming pot, two cups with saucers and a small plate of wafers. The purple mare gives a light cough and Rarity is removed from her thoughts, giving a very light shake of her head and a small smile.

"Oh, yes, thank you darling." Twilight sets the tray down on a small table off the side and settles onto one of the pillows, Rarity sitting across from her. The purple glow shifts from tray to pot, lifting it and pouring a light brown liquid into one cup, said cup and the saucer under it being enveloped in the same magic and floating to rest in front of Rarity. Twilight knew that Rarity took most of her tea straight so she hadn’t bothered bringing sugar or honey or anything else to add to the drink.
The white mare waits for the purple aura to fade away before enveloping the cup with her own light blue one, lifting it up to take an ever so small slip from the steaming tea. It was quite good, and helped steady her nerves.

Twilight looks like she is about to say something but instead just pours herself a cup of tea, sitting the pot back down again. She then sits the plate of wafers between the two of them, lifting one of the biscuits to her mouth and nibbles some.
The two unicorns sit there for a while, just quietly sipping tea and nibbling wafers, not looking at one another. Twilight starts to inspect the grain of the table, running her hoof over it lightly while Rarity lets her eyes roam over the bookshelves again. It was an awkward silence, but not painfully so. Finally Twilight breaks it with a light cough and asks the question Rarity had almost hoped she wouldn't.

"So, are you still, erm, willing to give it a try tonight?" Rarity finally looks over to Twilight, the librarian still looking at the table and running her hoof gently over the grain. It occurred to her just how cute Twilight could be when shy like this. With a dry swallow, something quickly fixed by another sip of tea, Rarity clears her own throat before speaking.

"To tell you the truth Twilight? I am not sure… ." She looks down now, taking a deep breath. She really did not wish to disappoint her friend but this was so strange, so new. And so frightening.
Twilight looks up now, settling her hooves on the table and sitting her cup down, taking a deep breath of her own.

"I understand Rarity. Most everyone has second thoughts their first time. I know I did. And third and fourth and so on. I think I got up to sixteen before Celestia managed to calm me down again and help me work through it. It really comes down to two things." Rarity looks up again when Twilight pauses there, making short eye contact with the other mare for a heartbeat or two before looking down to her own hooves, now also resting on the table.

"What two things are that dear?"

"Well, the first is if you want to do it or not. I will never force you into anything you don't want to do Rarity. Your caution and your curiosity are at war. You want to find out what it is like but don't want to take the risk, right?" Rarity just nods, biting her lower lip ever so gently, not speaking or looking up, lost in her thoughts. Twilight waits just a moment before continuing. "And the second thing is, well, if you trust me or not." Rarity's head snaps up at that, her hooves spreading a bit as he makes eye contact with Twilight again.

"Yes, absolutely dear, without a doubt." Twilight gives a light smile at that, closing her eyes for a moment to bask in that trust. Opening her eyes again they had a light shimmer to them, as if she was about to cry but wasn't quite near enough to tear up. Her voice was soft and low when she spoke again.

"Thank you Rarity, that means a lot to me." She gives a light cough, looking to the side for a brief moment and blinks her eyes a few times to clear them, locking eyes with Rarity again when she looks back. "So trust in me tonight. I can't promise you that you will like all of it, or even any of it, but you won't know until you try." Rarity nods, breaking eye contact and not making it again she works her lip in her teeth again before speaking.

"Yes, yes, of course darling, you are absolutely right. It-it is just such a, a big step to take after all… ." Twilight reaches across the small table and places her hooves gently over Rarity's, the white unicorn not pulling back from the contact, looking up again.

"I know, believe me I do. It took me about a month to really give it a try, and I am very glad I did. But you have to be willing to take that leap, to give it the try. Hum… ." Twilight looks to the side, her gaze becoming a little unfocused.
Rarity knew that look; it was the look of somepony coming up with a new solution to a problem. It was a look she was sure she had late nights when a new dress was being stubborn and just wouldn't come out right no matter how hard she tried until that little stroke of inspiration took hold and everything was solved and she had another happy customer.

"Did you have something in mind that might help Twilight?" The other mare jerks lightly, being pulled from her thoughts. She shakes her head a little, looking back to Rarity.

"Uhh, maybe. We'll talk about that in a bit. First off, do you remember what we talked about last night?" Rarity bites her lip again, looking to the side for a moment before looking back.

"We talked about so much last night dear, you are going to need to be a little more clear please."

"Well, how about the safe word we agreed on last night?"

"Oh, yes, that." Nibbling her lip again Rarity thinks for a moment. "Ah, yes, yes I remember." She stops talking again and Twilight just waits, looking at her. "Hum? Oh, yes, sorry darling. It was xylophone."

"Yes. Now say it again."

"Xylophone."

"Come on Rarity, say it like you mean it!"

"Xylophone!" While Rarity might not be as soft spoken as Fluttershy she also wasn't like Rainbow Dash. She was a lady, and a lady never raised their voice. So that was about the best Twilight could expect from her, but it was good enough in the end.

"Yes, good. I don't want you to be afraid to say it if we get into something that makes you really uncomfortable, ok?"

"I still do not see why we even need this safe word in the first place Twilight. Is 'stop' not good enough?"

"Well, a few reasons Rarity. If we find something you really like and get into and you say 'don't' stop' then I just hear the 'stop' and do so. Or if we get into something you're not sure about you might want to say 'stop' but if you have to pause to say a word you don't normally say then you might find the new sensations enjoyable after all."

"Ah, yes, of course, that does make sense." She taps her hoof gently against her chin, thinking about it.

"We should talk about limits, dos and don'ts."

"Hum? Yes, well, I will just let you be the judge of that Twilight. As I said before I trust you and frankly I wouldn't have any idea of what to do for this." Twilight swallows, wiping her eyes.

"Tha-that's very generous of your Rarity. But that is you isn't it?" They share a light smile and Twilight clears her throat again. "Well, I won't try anything I think might be too out there but if we get into something that really makes you nervous or sick or anything like that you safe word on the spot and we'll stop at once, ok?" Rarity nods.

"Yes, of course." Twilight nods as well, biting her own lower lip for a moment, her facial fur lifting up a bit from a hidden blush.

"Ok, ok, right. Well, one thing really does need to be talked about first before it comes up. How, um, do you, ah, feel about anything, ah, sexual?" Rarity blinks, her own face turning a bit pink and fur fluffing up from increased blood flow.

"Well darling I kind of just assumed when I agreed to this that… certain things would happen between us and –" She is cut off however as Twilight gives a light giggle. Rarity gives her a slight narrowing of the eyes and Twilight gives a light cough, quickly pulling herself together again.

"I'm sorry Rarity, I'm not laughing at you. It is just that that is a common misunderstanding. Yes BDSM can incorporate more intimate acts but it doesn't have too. So, if, you know, you don't want to, um, do anything like that we don't have too… ." The white unicorn thinks for a few moments before giving the purple one another light smile.

"You are a rather attractive mare Twilight, in that 'next door' sort of way. Really darling, if you'd just let me do your mane more often I am sure you'd have to beat the stallions off with a stick!" Twilight blushes again, shifting some in her seat and then gives a light little giggle.

"Only if they ask nicely." Rarity blinks for a moment before her eyes widen and face flushes a deep red when she realizes how what she said could be interpreted.

"Twilight!" Twilight just giggles a bit more, coughing and covering her mouth with a hoof, getting herself back under control.

"Thank you for the complement Rarity, you are very attractive yourself." Rarity turns to the side some, fluffing her mane a few times.

"Well of course darling, everypony knows this." However she can only keep the act up for about half a minute before she busts into small giggles, her and Twilight sharing in the mirth for a bit before she takes a deep breath. "Thank you Twilight, I know a lot of ponies say that to me but very few of them mean it beyond a superficial level."

"It is no problem Rarity, you're my friend and it is the truth. I think you're just as beautiful on the inside as you are on the out. Even in the morning. I've seen you with bed-mane after all." Rarity gives a light humph sound and pouts.

"You swore never to speak of that!" Twilight giggles again.

"We promised not to tell any other pony. I'm sure Rainbow teases you about it as well."

"Yes, well, she is a barbarian!" Rarity then gives a ghost of a smile, narrowing her eyes some at Twilight. "And I hear she is not allowing you to forget our last little group sleep over." Twilight blushed again, looking away and Rarity relaxes her expression, reaching across the table to gently pat Twilight's fore-leg. "There there dear, we both know it is just her way of showing she cares for us. But that does remind me of something I wanted to ask before, well, before we started."

"Hum? Yes?" Rarity bites her lips again, pulling her fore-legs back and crossing them in front of her on the table.

"Are you sure the Princess will be… alright with us doing this? She is, is, your, your… ."

"Mistress."

"Yes, mistress, of course, right. You are sure she will be fine with us… doing this?" Twilight just nods but Rarity wasn't really looking at her so she reaches across the table again, placing her hooves on Rarity's knees, pressing gently until the other unicorn looks at her.

"The Princess is perfectly alright with me 'playing' with others Rarity; I wouldn't have made the offer if that wasn't the case. Her one rule on the matter is that I never try to hide the facts from her. So if she asks if I had a bit of fun with someone else I will tell her that I did but not who. Normally she doesn't ask any details such as whom and what was done." Rarity looks relieved at that.

"Oh, that is good then. Yes, perfectly fine."

"Rarity, are you stalling?"

"I do not know what you are talking about Twilight." She looks to Twilight but can't keep a straight face, looking away again. "Maybe a bit… ."

"If you don't want to do this tonight we can try again some other time." Rarity worries her lip some, taking a deep breath and shaking her head a little.

"No, no, I have to do this tonight. If, if I back out now I do not think I will ever be able to give it a try." Twilight gives a light nod and gently pats Rarity's fore-hooves for another moment before pulling back, biting her lip again and giving a light cough.

"What if, what if it… wasn't you that was doing this tonight?" Rarity frowns, tilting her head to the side a bit as well.

"What do you mean Twilight?"

"Role Playing. Acting. You pretend to be someone else and that allows you to do things you wouldn't normally do."

"But I would still be the one doing these things Twilight."

"It's just an idea Rarity. Not everyone does it but I've found that it helps me at times."

"Oh?"

"Yes. I don't need it as often as I did but it still helps me get into certain mindsets. I have this one personality I call 'Dawn Light'. She's really super submissive, almost to the point of not being able to do anything on her own. When it comes right down to it she is me, just without my… drive, my desire to learn. When I play Dawn I can just let go and follow orders like a good little pony without having to think twice about anything." Rarity gives a light nod, shifting on the pillow some, looking to the table.

"I am not that creative Twilight, at least when it does not deal with dresses. I do not think I could come up with such things on my own."

"Well, I know you read a lot of romances. I've seen your collection." She gives a light giggle and Rarity carefully neither confirms nor denies that accusation. "Did you ever read the Glittering Gem trilogy?" Rarity thinks for a moment, tapping her chin.

"Yes, the first one. I picked it up because of the name but I just couldn't get into the series as a whole."

"Historical fiction isn't for everyone, no. Especially not the more accurate stuff like Glittering Gem." Rarity's eyes widen as she looks back to Twilight.

"You mean that actually happened?" Twilight lifts her right fore-leg and tilts her hoof back and forth a few times.

"The majority of the characters were never real ponies, a few were based off public figures of the time and a few were actual historical figures such as Countess Ruby. She and the speech she gives in the last third of the book are real and taken from historical documents; a few other real historical figures also show up in the latter two books. But the situation the books are based around was real enough back then." Rarity gives a light shiver and pulls her fore-legs close for a moment.

"That's just horrible! To think such, such acts of barbarism took place!" She gives a light swoon and leans over the table. Twilight just rolls her eyes and gives it a moment. Rarity sits back up, done with the melodrama for the moment, and acting as if she hadn't done anything odd. "Why do you bring it up dear?"

"Well it makes an easy backdrop for some fun play, as long as we don't take it too far. Also makes it easier to come up with a character to play, since a lot has already been decided for you."

"I am not following darling."

"Well, everything was explained in the book. So you could be a third or later filly of a low noble house like Glitter. Maybe go with somepony with a little less stubbornness. Just a little submissive, not fully so since a little disobedience can lead to some fun punishment play."

"Pu-punishment?"

"Nothing serious, some light spanking with a paddle, maybe some crop. It is a bit early for anything else really." Rarity didn't look too sure about that but she didn't say anything, nibbling her lip again as Twilight continues. "A little pain, in the right amounts done the right way, really helps heighten the pleasure. I know you won't believe me now but just keep that trust you have in me. We'll be experimenting with a lot of things as we go along but I won't try anything I think might be too much for you."

"Of course darling. Well I, I think it best we begin before I totally lose my nerve." Twilight nods and just sits the tea set to the side of the table to be put away later, standing and moving over to the back wall of the room, Rarity following along. "We'll be using your lab?" Twilight gives a light chuckle, sending her magic through a particular bookcase which springs open on hidden hinges.

"I have a multi-displacement portal set to my magical signature on the archway." At Rarity's blank look Twilight explains a bit more. "It means I can make the doorway lead to more than one place."

"Oh. That's quite a convenient spell." Twilight starts down a set of winding stairs, Rarity following a few steps behind, focusing on each step instead of thinking of other matters.

"It's not an easy one though. I didn't have it in place till about nine months after moving to Ponyville." They go down three loops before coming to a metal door. Twilight stops and looks to Rarity. For her part the white unicorn looks at the door and swallows lightly, her fear and curiosity at war in her mind as her eyes dart back and forth. She then feels a light touch on her right shoulder and looks to Twilight who gives her a warm friendly smile. Rarity takes a deep breath and closes her eyes, focusing and finding her center.
It was a trick she had picked up from the many nights she was over loaded with dress orders and just couldn't pick one to work on first.
After a few calming moments she opens her eyes again and gives a light nod to Twilight.

Twilight smiles back at her and turns to the door, opening it with her magic and motions for Rarity to go in first. The room beyond the door was dark, which didn't help ease her fears any. With another quick glance to Twilight she steps forward into the unknown.
> Chapter Two: Entering the Act
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Rarity walks into the cold and dark room, shivering from both the chill and that deep rooted fear of the dark she knew was irrational, at least with the current location and present company. Maybe. Twilight did have her moments after all... . Rarity stops only a few paces into the room, unable to see if she would step on or run into anything. The light coming from the hall behind her did not reach as far as it should have and she suspected a dampening spell of some sort was in place. Just as she was about to say something the lights click on above. Bright blinding lights. Letting out a slight gasp of pain and covering her eyes with one leg Rarity tilts her face down to help. She jumps a bit when the door closes with a loud clunk sound and turns around fully; rapidly blinking her eyes to clear away the spots.
And when the spots clear she sees another unicorn mare, same shape, size and coloration as her dear friend Twilight Sparkle. But this pony was not Twilight Sparkle.

This new pony had a calm confidence of one who knew the sun revolved around her and not the planet she just happened to be on at the moment. Her back was straight, head held high and she looked down her muzzle a little. Not so much in a condescending manner, more like the gaze of a mare who was used to getting what she wanted. Despite the fact that Rarity knew the two of them were about the same height she couldn't help but think that this not-Twilight was a little taller than she was. After a moment's thought she realized that particular illusion was probably helped by the fact she had subconsciously tucked her body down into a submissive pose and even though she now knew about it she couldn't force herself to relax and stand straight.

Not-Twilight steps closer, slowly, smoothly as if she had all the time in the world. Her body language showed control and dominance but not hostility. She stops half a pace from Rarity, reaching down and placing a hoof under Rarity's chin, rubbing gently and lifting up just a little to help make eye contact. The eyes were still Twilight's, soft, caring and full of friendship. Seeing that look in those eyes helped ease Rarity's fears some and she relaxes a bit.
Twilight gives a light inviting smile but it didn't seem quite right to Rarity. When Twilight spoke her voice was smoother than silk and sweeter than sugar, melodic and very very sexy. Hearing it sent a little trill down Rarity's spine, causing her to shiver in something other than fear or cold.

"Such a beautiful mare. Tell me, what is your name?" Twilight was wanting to get right into things now that they were down here it seems, no more stalling. Rarity had to make a choice, either to be herself or construct another persona. She wasn't feeling very much like herself right now so another name might be best.

Now she just needed a name.

Her eyes dart left and right but from this angle she could only see the door, the blank wall around it and Twilight's face right in front of her as well as some of Twilight's body and the edge of her star-burst cutie-mark. Rarity's eyes linger on what she could see of said cutie-mark and it makes her think of her own. Of three blue gems.

"Sapp-" She coughs, her eyes looking down to the floor. "Sapphire Shine." Twilight nods, gently sliding her hoof up along the underside of Rarity's muzzle until it fell away.

"A lovely name for a lovely mare. You may call me Mistress Sunrise, or just plain mistress. Do you understand Sapphire?" Rarity gives another light shiver. Twilight's voice wasn't scary and didn’t have any tint of cruelty to it but the shear control in the words and the tone used made her body tremble. And not in a wholly bad way.
They had only just started and it was already rather intense for the white unicorn.

Rarity nods her head at the question, still unable to force herself to look up. Some primal part in the back of her mind telling her that making herself as small and as quiet as she could be was the better option at the moment.
Twilight makes a slight tut sound and uses her magic to gently, but forcefully, lift Rarity's chin back up. Rarity's eyes widened; you just didn’t use magic on another pony without their permission! That was one of the first things a young unicorn learned.
She makes eye contact with Twilight again and sees… disappointment in them. It makes her flick her ears back and divert her eyes again. "When I ask you a question Sapphire I expect a verbal response. Is that understood?" The tone was shifted ever so slightly, firmer, more control and less honey. Some part of Rarity found it very interesting how much Twilight could convey by minor vocal adjustments. The purple mare was quite the actor. A larger part of Rarity just felt it best to not overthink the matter and do as she was told.

"Y-yes mistress." The 'm' word came easily to Rarity, rolling out without a second thought and did not leave the bitter taste she had expected. Twilight tilts her head some, magic rippling along Rarity's chin to feel like blunted claws digging into the skin, just enough to be felt but not enough to hurt. It was actually rather nice.

"'Yes' what Sapphire?" 

"Yes I understand. Mistress." The second time was a bit harder, now that she thought about the word, remembering to use it and forcing herself to do so. Twilight did not seem to have a problem with the delivery though and cuts her magic, Rarity's chin dropping some. She catches her head, swallowing and looks down again.

"Good. Come Sapphire, it is time for you to see your new home." Twilight walks around Rarity and the other unicorn straightens her shaky legs as much as she could and turns around to follow. The room was not quite what she expected, but then again she was not really sure what she had expected in the first place.

The wall behind her now was only about one and a half pony lengths wide, the door in the center. The two walls on either side swept out at perhaps a forty-five degree angle, making the room a flat tipped triangular shape. The room was so large that the back wall was far enough away to be a little hazy and indistinct, just enough to not make out the details of the blurred objects there.
The entire left wall as far as Rarity could see was taken up by cabinets, sets of shelves and other such containers attached to floor or wall, all a mix of various sizes and shapes. The right wall was mostly bare, some chains here and there, but placed at even intervals a little off from the wall were various objects.
Rarity had no idea what some of them could be used for. There were too many things to list but the first thing that caught her eye was some sort of large X.

It was made of smooth dark brown lacquered wood and looked like it could be spun and turned in various ways on the two posts that held it aloft. Each branch of the X had a leather cuff and after a moment's thought Rarity realizes what it was for and felt another shiver run along her spine. A shiver of fear that she may be strapped to it tonight and, she had to admit to herself, a bit of excitement at the idea as well.
Of all that she saw Rarity could only guess as to their true nature, but some, like the X, were obvious in their uses. Especially the chains the hung from the ceiling over some of the… furniture. For not wanting to use another word for it all. Speaking of chains, more of them hung in pairs in the center area of the room, along with short chains on the floor or empty eye bolts.
When she sees the bolts Rarity thinks back to the story that got her interested in this mess in the first place and looked about for any sort of bar. Not seeing one right away she could only assume that it was located in one of the many hidey-holes along the left wall. Twilight just walked slowly towards the center of the room, Rarity following along absentmindedly as she looked around.
As they moved further into the room the back came into focus and Rarity could see that it had a tiled floor instead of the slightly rough (so hooves wouldn't slip) stone like the rest of the room. There were faucets and chains along the walls and ceiling as well as eye bolts and drains in floor.
It was a shower area where the fun didn't have to stop.
Once in the dead middle of the room, which just so happened to be under a dangling set of chains complete with manacles and three sturdy eye bolts in the floor, Twilight stops and turns back to look at Rarity.

"This is only the play room of course, but you can expect to be spending much of your time down here lovely Sapphire." The smile Twilight gave her made Rarity shiver again. It promised many things that smile.
Twilight looks to one of the manacles, inspecting it with her magic while she talks. "Tell me my dear Sapphire, do you have any experience in such activities this room promises?"

"No mi-mistress, I-I have never done anything… like this." Third time was a stutter, she was over thinking it again. As for thinking, the less Rarity had to lie about the easier it would be to keep to the character. She expected that was part of Twilight's plan, keep asking her questions and expecting answers right away so she didn't try to over think them.

"I do so enjoy teaching new things. Much of it will be scary Sapphire. Some of it will be painful even, but most of it will be quite enjoyable if you allow yourself to find it as such. Have you ever been intimate with a stallion?" The abruptness of the question made Rarity pause and blink.
She, Rarity, had indeed 'been' with a stallion. The question she found herself asking, well, herself, was would Sapphire Shine have 'been' with a stallion? More importantly, how would she respond to a question put like that? What kind of mare was Sapphire?

"I, I do not think that is any of your business." She gives a light pause, just long enough that it was known to be deliberate but not long enough to make it seem like she wasn't about to say more. "Mistress." Rarity straightens her back just a little, looking up about halfway, still keeping her posture submissive, just not as much as before. Twilight gives a half smile, titling her head to the side some.

"'You do not think'? Yes, that is correct slave you do not think." The 's' word made Rarity swallow and look down again. She knew it was all part of the game and she had agreed to it but being called that word struck a nerve in her. It hurt a little, to be called that. To be called the equivalent of a thing, of less than a pony. But, even though Twilight had said it in a stern tone of voice there was no malice behind it. "I will ask again Sapphire, and I expect a real answer this time. Have you ever been intimate with a stallion?" Rarity swallows, but straightens her back again and looks up fully this time, keeping her muzzle shut and not saying a word.

Twilight makes that tut sound from before and gives a light shake of her head. She turns to face Rarity's right, rolling her neck out in a slow motion with her eyes closed, as if debating what to do. She opens her right eye a little less than halfway and Rarity doesn't get any more warning than that before she finds herself wrapped in a purple aura, lifted up into the air and pulled closer to the other unicorn.
She was not lifted that high, perhaps an inch off the ground, nor was she pulled very far but it was enough to move her right under the chains hanging from the ceiling. Once there her back legs are set back on the floor but not her front legs. The purple aura moves to cover the chains as well as her and the former lower some, the manacles popping open without a sound.
Rarity tries to pull away, to fight against the magic, but it is too strong for her and she feels the cold metal close around her legs with a click, right above her pastern. They felt uncomfortably tight for a moment before the pressure lessened to being only mildly annoying. Twilight's magical aura drops off of Rarity's body, causing the white unicorn to shift her weight, adjusting her back legs so she wasn't pulling on her front legs as much. They were not being pulled above her head, instead when she settled her stance into something close to normal her fore-hooves were just level with the bottom of her chin.
She had not thought to use her own magic to counter the moving, because it happened so fast and was so unexpected, but now that she thought about it Rarity looks to the manacles and tries to focus her magic on opening them. She could fell the magic gather at the base of her horn but it didn't move any further, something blocking it. Crossing her eyes and looking up she could see her light blue aura being blocked by a light purple one. She then jerks her eyes back to Twilight, seeing that her horn was still glowing and she was now looking directly at Rarity, a light smile on her lips.

"M-magic suppression?" Rarity was not actually surprised Twilight could do that, but if she remembered correctly it was a rare ability in the time they were pretending to be in. Not to say it was all that common now-a-days though.

"Humm, yes. It is useful in my line of work. Would you prefer I get some spell-thread instead?"

"NO! N-no, please mistress." Being a seamstress Rarity was quite knowledgeable in fabrics and threads of all types. 'Spell-thread' as it was commonly known was actually properly called spellbinding-thread. It was spun from the silk of the arcanus arachnida, or 'mage spider'. The mage spider both passively and actively ate magic and its silk sapped the energy of its prey. Spinning said silk into thread and adding a bit of normal silk the resulting product would, when wrapped around a pony or other creature, sap their magic from them. Unicorns couldn't perform even basic telekinesis, pegasi would be unable to fly and earth ponies would find themselves as weak as a new born. It was said to be quite uncomfortable, an itch just short of actively painful and tended to cause rashes wherever it was placed that took days to clear up and totally ruined ones coat!
Twilight smiles again, and looks to the side, extending her magic out towards the cabinets, keeping Rarity's own magic locked down while she pulls something from storage. Rarity tries to turn to see what it is but it zips over to Twilight's side and moves behind her head before she can get a good look at it.

"Since you asked nicely Sapphire we will just stick with the binding aura then. Now, since you would not answer my previous question perhaps you will answer this one. Do you know what this is?" The object she had just retrieved moves out to float beside her head. It was a simple enough leather crop, about an arm length long with a unicorn's hoof sized flare at one end. Rarity tracks it with her eyes, swallowing again and licking her lips, her mouth suddenly having gone dry.

"A-a crop."

"Correct. A riding crop. Do you know what it is used for Sapphire?"

"To... encourage a pony to... move faster." She couldn't take her eyes off the crop. It could be used in many ways and was her first real sign of what Twilight had in mind for the night. She wasn't panicking, but she could feel her heart starting to beat faster and the room seemed to be getting a little brighter, her pupils dilating. She could also feel her tail flicking every so often against her will, and she had to make a conscious effort to keep it from doing so.

"Good enough. You do not really have the frame to be a riding pony Sapphire, most unicorns don't after all. However, the crop, as you say, can be used to 'encourage' a pony to do something. In this case I am going to use it to encourage you to answer my questions." Rarity swallowed, again, and watched as the crop flicked through the air. Twilight was deft and graceful with the tool, rolling it in simple loops and arcs. Rarity is just about to say something when it darts past her vision and smacks against her right thigh, below her cutie-mark. It stung for a few moments then passed into a slight warmth.
Rarity hissed in pain at the hit, and flicked her ears and tail at the burn. Before she could really respond though there was another sting on her left side, in the same spot as her right. The crop floats up in front of her face before dipping down under her muzzle and pushing up. Reinforced with magic the leather didn't yield and the white unicorn found herself looking back at Twilight, whom had moved closer. Very close. Rarity was almost nose to nose with her now.

They lock eyes and Rarity could swear there was an unspoken conversation between the two of them, a connection that went beyond words if you will. If words had to be placed to it it would simply be; Are you fine? With a response of Yes, please continue.
Twilight gives an ever so slight nod and slides the crop down Rarity's neck before pulling it away and delivering two sharp hits along her right thigh, each just slightly below and overlapping the one before it, including the very first hit of the night, and quickly doing the same on the left. In the end Rarity's upper thighs had a pleasant burn to them and she couldn't stop her tail from giving minor twitches back and forth. Twilight steps back, retuning the crop next to her head as she walks around Rarity. Rarity tried to turn her head to keep Twilight in sight but could only do so much with her forelegs locked the way they were. Even with her back legs free she felt it would be best if she didn't move from this spot at the moment.

"Two hits for each question without a proper answer and two more for back talk. Now, I will ask you again Sapphire, and now you know the price for not answering me; have you ever been intimate with a stallion?" Rarity opened her mouth to respond but then closed it, looking back in front of her and away from Twilight. The silence stretches for a moment before being broken by the smack of leather on fur and flesh. This hit landed above her left mark, and was slightly stronger than the others but the thicker flesh blunted the blow so it was only slightly more painful. A duplicate hit on the right was expected but still unprepared for. What was unexpected though was the hit that followed it and then a second to her left, both of the unexpected hits overlapping the first two along the bottom, closer to her mark which had so far gone untouched.
Rarity balks a little at the fourth, or tenth depending on how you wished to count them, hit, pulling at her bonds and moving her back legs away a little, looking back over her shoulder towards Twilight, who was grinning again. "Two hits for no response at all." Rarity snorts and looks away again, flicking her tail in annoyance this time.

"... Y-yes."

"Huuuummm? Yes, what, Sapphire?"

"Y-yes I... have been intimate with a stallion. Mistress." The pause wasn't intended that time, she had forgotten it but remembered before it was too long to say it in a manner similar to how she had before where she deliberately paused.

"See, was that so hard Sapphire?" Rarity gives a light shake of her head and the silence stretches for a moment before she's given another pair of quick swats, this time on her gaskins. "None of my questions are rhetorical Sapphire, I fully expect you to answer them all."

"Of-of course mistress. And no, no it was not hard to answer mistress." Twilight smiles, lowering the crop down to her side and nods, walking around Rarity's right again as she talks.

"I knew you were a smart mare Sapphire, a quick study. And it seems you are quite the naughty little filly." Rarity jumps a little when the crop taps the base of her tail, causing it to flick up a little against the object giving a short peek of her normally hidden marehood. Said marehood a little swollen and wet but not to the point of winking just yet. "How many different stallions Sapphire?"

"Two different stallions mistress."

"At the same time?" Rarity snorted at that, and couldn't stop the light giggle that came. That is until the crop tapped her tail base again to remind her of the situation she was in.

"No mistress, not at the same time."

"Ummhum. And mares?"

"W-what about mares mistress?"

"Let me rephrase. Have you ever been intimate with a mare before?" Rarity assumed that was what Twilight meant, but she wanted to see if she could get away with pretending not to know. Or maybe Twilight wanted Rarity to push a little and ask for clarification. Maybe she would ask later but for now she was expected to answer. Again, keep it close to the truth so she could remember it later.

"Yes mistress, I have been intimate with a mare before."

"Just one?"

"I, yes mistress, just one." This whole time Twilight had been lightly tapping the flare of the crop near the base of Rarity's tail. It was quite distracting to say the least.

"Did you not enjoy it Sapphire?"

"No, I, that is, umm, what I mean is that is not a simple 'yes no' question mistress."

"Then give me a more detailed answer Sapphire. I never said you were only limited to 'yes' and 'no'."

"Of-of course mistress. It was not that I did not... enjoy myself with the other mare I just, just, uhh, prefer to be with stallions. Mistress." That crop was now a major distraction, each little tap causing her tail to twitch up and to the side some. Her thighs still had a burn to them but it was very light now, almost not worth mentioning.

"Who was it?" Rarity glances back for a moment then looked away, keeping her mouth shut. The tapping of the crop pauses and after another few heartbeats comes down hard right on the center of her cutie-mark. The first hit there caused her to balk, moving her legs and trying to move away but she couldn't escape from the second hit, on her other mark. Twilight moves back in front of her again. "Well well. Do you have a sensitive mark Sapphire?"

Rarity looks to Twilight, biting her lower lip and settling down again, tugging at her manacles for a moment and moving her back legs so she was not quite standing straight, flicking her tail around to cover her right side as best she could. She, however, did not answer the question.

Instead of giving out more slaps right away Twilight gives a side glance to the cabinets again and reaches out with her magic. Without stopping anything else she was doing she opens a drawer and pulls out two leather cuffs and little metal clips on a short chain. They join the crop as the drawer closes, another one closer to the entry door opening and a coil of white silk rope floats up and out. Rarity watches all of this with wide eyes, twisting her fore-hooves a bit and tugs, looking around before she felt the magic on her horn move down more, washing over her body and once more lifting her up.
She was helpless against Twilight's power, her body moved into position as the leather cuffs opened only to close around her back legs, tightening down to be moderately uncomfortable but not quite painful before her legs were shifted, spread a bit past normal, and the clips attached to the eye bolts in the floor. The magic holding her in place slides up, allowing her to test the clips, which were quite strong and she had little range of movement with the short chain. However she then noticed that the magic was not totally gone, moving to her tail instead.
The water like aura slips over her dock, causing Rarity to shiver some, rolling down over her tail and pulling the normal curls into something a bit straighter. Rarity cringed a little, not because it was painful, in fact she could barely fell anything but some pleasant little tugs, it was that it took her hours to get the curls just right in her tail. And for some reason the thought of all that hard work being so casually undone made her a little more aroused.
The silk rope uncoiled and starting to wind into her tail hair, forming a braid. Rarity watched it happen, fascinated with the grace Twilight had with her magic even without having a good line of sight. It didn't take long before her tail was entwined with the rope, the trailing edge of said rope going through the third eye bolt, pulling her tail down and straight in such a matter that lightly pulled on it and if she tried to move too much would cause slightly more painful pulls.

Now that she was fully bound Rarity looks back to Twilight, whom had a neutral face unless you looked into her eyes. They had a light shine to them, showing that she was quite enjoying herself. Rarity felt her face flush a little when she realized that she too was enjoying herself, the constant tugging on the rope as her tail tried to flick to the side evidence of that.
Twilight then slowly moves the crop over, placing it on Rarity's right gaskin and running it up, over her cutie-mark and to her dock. The act made Rarity shiver in pleasure and bite back a moan. The crop goes down from her dock over her left mark to her gaskin before lifting up and swatting closer to her flank then the last hit but, as before, over lapping with the previous. There is a hit closer to her rear, and then a matching pair in the same order on her other side. Each hit caused her to balk, tugging against the cuffs and causing them to dig into her flesh and the metal jingle from her movement. Also she was tugging hard on her tail, which just feed into more movement.
Finally the hits stop and she is given a moment to calm down, at least a little. Her breathing was coming in short and fast though her nose and her whole body felt warm, especially her thighs that burned from the crop. She could also fell that her inner thighs were starting to get a little wet.

Rarity was not quite the dripper that Twilight was, or at least to the level she said she was in her story. If asked she would deny it of course, but Rarity was becoming sexually excited from all of this. It was so, trilling, in a way. Being at the mercy of her friend, someone she trusted. Yet, she knew that if it became too much she could end it all with a word. Only now did she truly understand the power of that safe word. Though, at this rate, she was not sure she'd ever need it, at least not tonight. Twilight was ramping things up, but slowly. Unless she did a big leap Rarity felt it safe to assume tonight would be safe-word free.

"Two extra for good measure since you are actively being stubborn. Now, again Sapphire. Do you have a sensitive cutie-mark?"

"Yes mistress, though it is rather obvious now is it not?" The hits were swift and rough, along the bottom edge of her cutie-marks, causing her to gasp and tug on her bonds again. Those were obviously from 'back talking'. Just as planned.

"Yes, well. Now, the other question. Who was the mare you were with Sapphire?" Rarity looks to Twilight again, and looks away.

"I swore not to tell anypony who it was, no matter what you do to me I will not break that promise." Twilight makes her little tut sound and delivers two slaps to the top of Rarity's cutie-marks, these not getting as large of a response as before.

"Very well Sapphire. I shall respect that promise, for now. You will answer me some day. Tonight is merely an... introduction. Not an interrogation, despite what it looks like. Are you sexually excited Sapphire?" Twilight was quite good at throwing out questions in such a manner and time that they caused confusion. This time was no different. It took Rarity a moment to even fully understand what had been asked of her. Her face flushes again and she looks away.

"N-no mistress." The two swats that come dead center of her thighs get her to jump and whine some from pain, wiggling once the sharp stings bleed into warm pleasure.

"Two for blatant lies Sapphire. I can smell your musk and even while bound your tail gives you away. So, I ask again, are you sexually excited?"

"Y-yes mistress."

"Yes, what, Sapphire?"

"... Yes I am sexually excited mistress." Being forced to admit it made Rarity blush like a school filly. She could fell her whole face flush and fur fluff up in response to the blood flow. Twilight could clearly see the red skin under the white fur.

"Huuummm. Now the question is what should I do about this? Don't answer that. On the one hoof you have been quite agreeable for the circumstances yet on the other you've been a bit obstinate, but, again this is very new to you. What do you want to do about it Sapphire?"

"Uhhh, I-i do not know m-mistress." Rarity had no idea what do about the itch between her legs. She had very little experience with another mare and in this situation only had what she could gather from the story Twilight had told so many nights ago. Her forelegs could easily be pulled up more to give frontal access or her tail could be pulled up if untied from the eye bolt in the floor. It was this latter option that Twilight chose, wrapping her magic along the rope and undoing the knot, pulling it straight back for a moment then up, over Rarity's head and securing it once again, this time to the chain attached to her forelegs. Rarity feels her face flush even more as the cold air of the room touches her haunches, now exposed for all to see.
And see Twilight does as she walks around behind the white mare, making a sound of appreciation at the sight. Rarity tugs her tail a bit, trying to flick it down again but the rope was too strong of course and her magic was still being suppressed, Twilight really showing why she was Celestia's personal student by keeping up such a spell for so long while doing other, rather distracting, tasks.

"I think you deserve a reward for being such a good girl Sapphire. But I am going to give you an order so listen closely. I want you to remain as quiet as you can Sapphire, not a peep, understand? Speak your answer then follow the order." Rarity bites her lips, working it with her teeth some. She wasn't really a 'screamer' or all that vocal in her love making but she had been told she made small little sounds when enjoying herself, sounds she had no real control over. This might be a hard order to follow but she could try at least.

"I-i understand mistress, you want me to remain quiet." Twilight makes a light sound of acknowledgement before moving close and pressing her knee between Rarity's thighs, the other mare biting her lips as well as biting back a moan of pleasure. She was so hot back there. She had not felt such a need to be touched in that spot in quite a while. Outside of her estrus cycle that was.
Twilight keeps her rubbing light, teasing Rarity some. She enjoyed watching her friend wiggling and hearing her fighting, and failing, to not make any noise. She especially liked the little squeaking sounds that happened when she ever so slightly brushed against the swollen clit. So she did that often, but not too often. Moving back Twilight grins some at the small whine Rarity couldn't suppress, that sound a bit too loud to ignore so she gives each set of three gem stones a smack with her crop.
She then moves the crop back, rubbing the leather over Rarity's smooth folds, the white mare bucking back at the touch and gasping, all thoughts of keeping quiet forgotten. Twilight bites her tongue to keep from giggling and flicks that pink pearl of flesh with the crop, getting an even louder gasp and buck from Rarity.

"You are not staying quiet Sapphire. And I do not think a hit to your mark will get the importance of disobeying my order across." Rarity's brain was a little too fuzzy to fully process what Twilight was saying but when it did he eyes shot open and she turned her head some, safe word ready but when she locks eyes with Twilight she bites her lip again. Boundaries were made to be pushed, and if Twilight thought she could take it Rarity would give it a try. The purple mare smiles lightly and brings the crop down on her target, that swollen pink nub of flesh, making sure to really press in and drag down at the same time but not hitting it too hard.
Rarity's eyes widen again, arching her back and neck, crying out as the pain flashed though her body. But it faded quickly and was replaced with a pleasant warmth, a warmth that spiked when she felt soft lips on her pearl, Twilight 'kissing the wound'.
Twilight also brought up her hoof, rubbing the hard part against Rarity's labia and flicks her tongue over the clitoris before biting down on it and dragging her hoof down the puffy lips. That was the breaking point, Rarity's whole body charged with pleasure and pain in such a mix she found it hard to tell them apart. Throwing her head back and calling out her pleasure while pressing hard against Twilight's face as she climaxed.

"AH! TWILIGHT!" All thoughts of the play and of keeping silent forgotten in her peak. She was so lost in her high she hadn't noticed that Twilight had dropped the magic suppression and her own horn was glowing a bright light blue, but she did not however have, as it was colloquially known, a 'horngasm'. Not every unicorn did and Rarity was not a 'squirter', on either end.
Twilight keeps licking, drinking up what little juice there was. Like most things Rarity was not a messy pony. And it had very little taste to it, at least nothing to really make note of, which was fine for the purple mare but she'd casually suggest some various fruits that where both healthy and might influence the taste for next time.
Once Rarity could not go any farther she slumps against her chains, knees finally giving her on her. Twilight wraps the white mare fully in her magic again while at the same time undoing all the bonds and slowly lowering her to the ground. She lays down next to her, nuzzling her face some and Rarity weakly pushes back, ignoring the light amount of her own essence being rubbed into her fur from the nuzzle and the scent it brings along, there was even a smile on her lips.

"Have fun?" The kiss caught Twilight by surprise but was all the answer she needed to her question. Once it was done Rarity catches her breath and sighs.

"So sorry for breaking character darling, but-" She was interrupted by a kiss herself this time, closing her eyes and enjoying the feel of those lips against her own. The light taste of herself didn't bother her in the least. This one was shorter, and Twilight was the one to pull back first.

"It's ok Rarity, it happens sometimes. Come on, let's clean up and talk about the session." She stands, holding out a hoof to help Rarity stand as well.

"What's there to talk about darling?"

"It is a good thing to talk about each session afterwards, what you liked and didn't like. It will allow us to improve on each session and make the next one better."

"Ah, yes, of course, wonderful idea darling." The two of them head back to the showers, cleaning up and talking about what just transpired before they went back upstairs and snuggled together into Twilight's bed for the night. 
> Chapter Three: They are made of these
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WARNING: This chapter contains scenes of extreme levels of bondage, S&M play and harsh language. If you only care for the plot and not the clop or even if such clop is not your thing search for "silver bells" and read from the line after that one. 

Twilight was walking in front three royal guards down the hall, each of the latter looking straight forward and slightly up, taking care to most certainly not look at her flicking tail and the fact that unlike them she was in the buff as was the norm of most ponies. But unlike most ponies she was 'walking high' as it was called, her tail up and hiding nothing at all. Nothing. At. All.
Each guard was an earth pony stallion and Twilight had no idea who any of them where, the lot selected at random from guards on break. And with the illusions cast on their armor making them generic white coated stallions and covering their cutie marks the only thing to differentiate them was by voice, and even that had a minor enchantment to prevent it from being remembered correctly. Anonymity was required for the rank and file, so individuals couldn't be singled out for espionage or revenge where as captain and above rank needed to be generally known for various reasons.
Even though these guards had been on break they were always willing to do their duty for Equestria and Celestia. Even if they had not been told what they would be doing for the Princess when being recruited for the night.

The purple mare leads them down, and down, and down some more. Past the lowest commonly known level of the now seldomly used dungeons and down past the last floor that non-guard ponies knew about and even down past the floor after that, the one only guard ponies knew about and finally to a floor the three guards didn't know about before.
This very bottom floor was made of dark black stone with streaks of purple in it, with illumination provided by large green gem stones every few pony lengths, their light casting strange shadows. True to their nature as Equestria's finest the guards did not let this bother them, showing no signs of worry as they trooped along.
Twilight comes to an open doorway at the end of the hall, stepping to the side and motioning for the three guards to move in first. The first one in doesn't pause but the second has a little falter in his step at the sight that waited him but continues in without a word, the last doesn't react much like the first didn't. Twilight follows them in, the doorway sealing up with that black and purple stone behind her, it growing to fill the hole once she passed the threshold.

The sight that had caused the second guard to falter was a bound Princess Celestia.

She was bare of all her normal regalia, which would have been a shocking sight to most ponies in the first place. She was not, however, fully without clothing; for a rather loose usage of the word.
Along her horn was a dull gray bracer with silver etchings on it. It was so large it covered almost all of her horn, leaving only the top eighth free. It looked like it had been specially made, and was one very large and intricate magic damping ring. It had to be very powerful to hold back the might of the sun after all.
Her wings were flared, vicious looking barbed chains caught in her feathers, pulling them up and away, forcing them not only to full extension but spreading out the feathers some as well.
In place of her normal torque was a thick gray iron collar, it also a complex damping ring and looked to be very heavy. Her upper body was bent down, her forelegs folded under her and held by more chains with the collar attached to a single short thick chain with said chain attached to a very sturdy looking eye-bolt in the floor.
Her back legs where encased in similarly dull gray greaves, from her pastern all the way up to her gaskin. This forced her into a very submissive posture, with her rear in the air and upper body low to the ground. The bottom of the greaves where pulled out and attached to more eye-bolts with more chains, forcing her legs open. The floor behind her was raised some, so a normal sized pony could still properly mount her from behind.
Both her eternal mane and tail were caught in some kind of, for lack of a better term, thread. It was not really a color, more of a void of color so the guards saw it as black. It was just that, a bit of void given physical shape, a magical contradiction. It was wrapped around her mane and tail, pulling the former down and back and the latter up and forward, both at sharp, harsh angles.
And even this was not the extent of her bonds. She also had a set of closed blinders on her face along with a wide ring gag in her mouth that pulled back into a set of reigns that rested on her shoulders. She even had a saddle, and compared to everything else it was but a simple well-worn brown leather thing barely even worth mentioning.

The room itself was a sight, all manner of crops and whips and dildos and other such 'toys' on the walls for all to see. The only sort of container in the room was a dresser off in the corner and a set of cabinets under a sink.

Twilight heads towards afore mentioned dresser, not even giving the princess, nor the guards, who had chosen to line up at attention along the wall near where the door had been and trying their best to ignore the bound princess and the toys on the wall, a side glance.
Once at the dresser she opens it with her magic and levitates out a black leather outfit, pulling on four hock high boots and wrapping her mane up with a black leather strap into a simple style that kept it out of her face. There was also a black leather corset that she puts on, licking her lips as it rubs against her fur.
She grabs a black wooden cane with her TK from the wall nearby and moves in front of the guards, bringing the bottom end of the cane down on the floor with a crack. They were already at attention but this brings their focus fully on her.

"Now, here is the task you three have. You are to rut this slut until you have nothing left to give. Work in cycles or together, it doesn't matter. You have full use of her body in any manner you see fit. You are to use and abuse her for your sexual satisfaction. I will provide drinks and snacks to keep your stamina up and can even provide some performance enhancements, both herbal and magical, if desired or needed. You are to keep your armor on, as this will keep your anonymity. I know this will be of some hindrance in this activity but I am sure you boys can work around it. Are there any questions?" The guards keep looking forward but cut their eyes to one another, unspoken communication passed in blinks, subtle ear flicks and ever so slight shifting of body weight. As one they give their answer.

"No ma'am!"

"Good. Now, at ease so you can work out how you three will do this while I prepare the slut for you." She gives them a smile and turns sharply, loudly walking her way over to Celestia, thumping the cane against the stone with every other step while the guards huddle close to talk about what was happening.
Once at the diarch Twilight lifts the cane up into the air and brings it down on the white flank, the sturdy wood holding well and the flesh yielding. Part of the many enchantments worked into almost every single bit of binding on Celestia was to remove her normal invulnerability. Even though she was not truly mortal at the moment she could be hurt like any normal pony. However her wounds would heal faster than normal, which in turn meant she could be dealt more harm in a shorter period of time.

Twilight moves the cane around and without any kind of prompt shoves it into Celestia's vagina, pushing six of the nine inches of wood in with a wet squish sound. Celestia moans around her gag, wiggling her rump as much as she could, trying to press back for more pleasure but she couldn't even move so much as an inch. Twilight just leaves the cane there for now as she levitates two paddles and a cat-o-nine tails from the wall.

"Now, as you can tell slut we'll be jumping right into it tonight. I've got a triple set of virile earth pony stallions that are going to use that lovely body of yours and there will be nothing you can do about it. And we both know you are going to enjoy every single second of it." She brings one of the paddles down on Celestia's rear with such force the sturdy wood splits with a loud crack, not quite breaking but surely it hurt if the little whiny-cry the once noble ruler made was any indication. "There you go breaking another toy again slut. I'll just have to take it from your hide more so than normal."

"Umm, Miss Twilight?" It was the second guard, the poor male seeming to have been picked to speak for the group. Twilight turns and gives him a kind smile.

"Are you boys ready to start the fun then?"

"Y-yes ma'am, we are."

"Great!" She rips the cane out with her magic and wipes it off on Celestia's underbelly casually, messing the fur with her own juices. "I'll leave you boys to your fun while I get something to drink. Don't go easy on her now." She giggles a bit, stepping aside as two guards move over, second and third. The second moves up behind his princess, still looking a little uneasy but performing what was asked of him. He licks his lips before running his tongue over the solar labia, his eyes fluttering closed at the taste and pressing in for more.
While he does that the third guard moves to Celestia's front, pulling her head into place before placing his fore-hooves on her shoulders and mounting up, shoving the full length of his hard cock into her throat. He bottoms out and just holds it there, enjoying the sensation of her throat constricting around his shaft and her tongue running along the underside, as if trying to push him out.
The first guard just stands and watches for now, his own shaft laying along his belly nice and proud for all to see. Twilight moves up alongside of him, a mixed fruity alcoholic drink in her TK field along with the unbroken paddle and the cat-o-nine. She sips her drink as the second guard mounts up, slowly sliding his cock into the princess, enjoying every inch. Twilight offers her drink to the guard and he gives a light shake of his head.

"Not while on duty ma'am." He says with a smile. Twilight giggles, taking a long pull from the drink herself them.

"As you wish sir. Not going to join the fun?" She motions with her cat-o-nine to the other two guards working over the princess.

"I chose to let the recruit have his fun first."

"Like seconds then?" He flicks his ears back, eyes darting to the side, both only for a fraction of a second but highly noticeable on the normally non-responsive guard.

"You could put it that way ma'am." She only giggles again, finishing off her drink. She had always been a bit of a lightweight when it came to alcohol, but she'd need at least three of these things to get her really tipsy. Moving forward she runs her tail under the guard's chin and flicks it up for a moment, giving him another good view of her own goods before moving back beside Celestia and bringing the cat-o-nine down along her right flank, the thin leather cutting right through her white fur and leaving long angry red marks in the flesh underneath, which were already starting to fade as her enhanced healing kicked in.
When hit Celestia bucked some, pressing back as much as she could against guard number two while pulling back a little from number three, who wasn't going to be having any of that and presses her face back down with his forelegs, thrusting his hips in as well, nickering in pleasure as his testicles tensed and he sprayed his first load of the night down her throat, dropping back and letting his seed dribbling out over her lips.

"Water and other types of drink are over there, as are the snacks if you want something while you recover." Twilight motions with the paddle while she walks around behind number two, making an 'muuum' sounds of pleasure looking over his form as he picked up his thrusting, obviously close to his own peak. Guard three gives her a nod as he passes, going to get something to drink.
For her part Twilight brings the cat-o-nine up along Celestia's left flank which she promptly follows up with a hard hit from the paddle, this one also giving a loud crack sound but not from the wood breaking. The rookie gasps out from the muscle spasm Celestia had around his shaft, pushing in deep and filling her with his seed, bucking his hips a few times in pleasure.
He pulls out and walks around Celestia's right instead of heading for the refreshment, apparently ready to go again since he shoves his slick dick into her open mouth and Twilight giggles, nodding.

"Yes! Just like that! How does it feel slut, being reduced to nothing but a little cum whore?" She puts the paddles and cat-o-nine down, picking up her set aside cane from before as guard one moves up behind the princess for his turn. Twilight moves back around to the right, laying the cane into Celestia's side, across her ribs. The bruises did not last long, healing almost as quickly as they could be made. "Once a princess, now nothing more than a sex toy and punching bag. How the mighty have fallen." She was about to continue but there was another giggle in the air, one that sounded like silver bells on a cool winter night.
Twilight looks around the room once, not seeing anyone else but when she looks back to where the door had been before on a second pass she gasps, dropping the cane from her magic at the sight.

Princess Luna stood there, but unlike the little filly she had been the last time Twilight had seen her, the Goddess of the Moon stood tall and proud, only slightly shorter than Celestia. She stood in full glory, large dark blue wings spread and her star filled mane and tail billowing in an unfelt wind. She was wearing slightly dull silvery regalia, hoof caps, torque, crown and a smirk on her lips, her eyes shining with mischief and when she spoke she had the tone of a mother who had just found their little filly with her hoof in the cookie jar.

"Greetings Twilight Sparkle, I trust this night finds you well?" Twilight just gasps at her for a few moments before her brain re-boots and she snaps to attention.

"P-princess Luna! H-how did you get in?" Luna smirks again, looking around the room, pointedly not looking at her bound sister and the two guards who had not stopped at the task they had been given despite this interruption.

"Hum, yes. Ebony stone laced with out-facing magicate crystal should prevent anyone from teleporting in. And with all the wards placed on this floor and especially this room one would have a hard time getting in in the first place, even more so without tripping any of the alarms in place as well." She muses, grinning at the flustered look Twilight was giving her.

"T-that doesn't answer my question Princess!"

"Hum? Yes, yes, it doesn't. I know it shall only infuriate you more but let me answer your question with a question. Isn't something missing from this room Twilight Sparkle?" Twilight just looks at Luna for a moment before looking around the room again.
There was Celestia in the center of course, her flank rising and falling with rapid breathes and her white thigh quivering in pleasure as she was used. The toys along the wall for use as the night wore one. Celestia's white thigh. The guards working diligently, paying no mind to the two unbound mares, nor did the third guard seem to notice Luna, watching his two co-workers as he sipped his water. Then there was dresser where she stored her outfit. Celestia's blank white thigh. And of course now there was Luna and th-. Wait. What?
Twilight cut her eyes back to her mentor, her pupils going a little wide. Celestia didn't have a cutie-mark! She looks back to Luna but then up and to her own right. There, floating in the air and spinning counter-clockwise was the Sun-In-Glory, the orange and yellow mark that everypony knew. Twilight then blinks, understanding hitting her like a train full of bricks.

"OH! This is a dream." Luna giggles again, bringing her right hoof up to her mouth to try and control her mirth and only succeeding a little.

"Yes, yes it is. It is nice to see that at least one pony in this age still knows Lucid Caetra's Dream Interaction Technique. Your choice of Beacon does not surprise me." Twilight blushes for the first time of the night, rubbing one leather clad leg again the other.

"Umm, yes, well, it is something I, umm, am very familiar with and, it uhh, it would probably be in, uh, a lot of my dreams so, um, it was kind of the, the obvious choice." Luna giggles once more, quite enjoying the sight of a flustered Twilight. She was so cute; it was no wonder Celestia had taken the purple mare as student and lover.

"Calm thyself Twilight Sparkle, I will not judge. But, tell me, do you have this particular dream often?"

"Which dream am I having again?" Twilight looks around as if seeing the room for the first time. She makes an 'eep' sound, her face burning red and she plops back on her rear, making rapid wiping motions with her forehooves and the whole scene freezes with the guards paused in mid thrust. With another swipe Celestia blurs, as if seen though a thick mist. Two more swipes and the guards and room also haze over. With a 'push' motion the whole thing disappears, leaving the two mares in a blank plane stretching in all directions, a soft off-white glow around them for light.
Luna watched in amusement and light surprise. Though she was exerting no more of her power than needed to have active communication with the sleeping mare whose dream she had become a part of her very presence often hampered active dream manipulation.

"I am impressed Twilight Sparkle, your level of dream shaping is excellent."

"T-thank you Princess."

"But I was quite enjoying the sight of mine sister being used as nothing more than a rut toy." Twilight's face lights up again and she looks down, going to rub her legs together again but notices that she still had on the leather boots so she 'eeps' again, rapidly kicking them off, causing them to just fade back into dream matter as does the corset when she vigorously shakes her body to be rid of it. Luna can't help but giggle more, settling down on the 'floor'. "Is that dream based on reality?"

"Ah, umm, no, no-not really." Twilight couldn't make eye contact with Luna, just looking down as she rubbed her legs together.

"Do you have it often?"

"N-not really. I, umm, like the ways things work between me and Celestia but, uhh... ."

"There is nothing wrong with wishing to be the one in charge now and then Twilight Sparkle. As long as one does not take it too far... ." She sighs, an image of Nightmare Moon appearing behind her for a moment before she swats it away with a wing, twitching said wing some to clean off the filmy matter the image had turned into. Thankfully Twilight had still been looking down, only looking up shortly after the remains of the image faded away.

"Right, of course Princess. I enjoy being Celestia's slave but every now and then I, uhh, fantasize about being her Mistress."

"Which is perfectly healthy and to be expected of a mare of your persuasions. It speaks well of your self-image that your dream self, in the strongest position of power a pony of this age could hope to be in, is no different in looks than your wakening self." Twilight just blushes again, looking down.

"Th-thank you Princess."

"Please, call me Luna, Twilight Sparkle. I notice you refer to mine sister by her name."

"Ri-right Luna! An-and me and Celestia had a, umm, a few sessions to break of me of the habit of calling her 'Princess' so I now default to just calling her by name unless I'm somewhere where it wouldn't be appropriate." Luna giggles again, quite enjoying this conversion.

"And just how many 'sessions' did that take Twilight Sparkle?" And still, despite not really having blood since she was merely in a dream construct of her physical body Twilight's face blushes again.

"Oh, umm, n-not that many really."

"Would a count on an abacus have need to use the second thread?" Twilight made this cute little choking noise in the back of her throat that caused Luna to have another fit of giggles, the Night Goddess not feeling the least bit guilty for the teasing.

"N-no! It was... eight sessions before she broke me of the habit."

"Which is rather remarkable for a life long and highly pressured social custom. I take it each session was very... intense?" Luna found herself mildly disappointed when Twilight did not react to her choice of wording, at least not in a cute and adorable manner.

"They really ramped up over one another. It was a mix of, of denial and constant build up as well as light punishment. I was only allowed to cum if I called Celestia by name seven times in a row while she constantly chanted 'Princess' over and over again to try and trip me up and they continued until I was able to go one whole session without calling her Princess a single time." Luna giggles at the explanation, glad to not have to constantly ask questions to get a full answer.

"That seems to be a quite effective means of breaking someone of a long ingrained habit. Am I going to have to do similar to make sure you call me Luna?" Twilight blushed again and stuttered and sputtered and choked. Luna finally fully laughed at the sight, but only for a few moments and found Twilight glaring at her over her red face and hunched shoulders. "I tease, I tease, calm thyself Twilight Sparkle we me-"

"Twilight." Luna blinks, not used to being interrupted and even though it was just a single word she did not fully understand what was meant by it and as such gives a most eloquent inquiry as to what her conversational partner meant.

"Huh?"

"If I am going to call you Luna just call me Twilight, no need for the full name. Or am I going to have to help you break that habit Princess?" It was now Luna's turn to blush, her dark coat hiding it nicely but even so the fluff of her face could be seen. She stands, flaring her wings once again and calling upon the Royal Canterlot Voice.

"STILL YOUR TONGUE LEST YE FORGET WHO YOU TALK TO MORTAL!" Even though Twilight's mane got pushed back by the force of the RCV her expression remained passive, if not slightly cocky. Upon seeing this Luna blinks again, sitting on her haunches. It was not at all the reaction she had expected.

"Even if you are the Queen of Dreams Luna you cannot keep me asleep if I do not wish to be, so I know there is nothing you can really do to me in my dreams. Plus I know you are just teasing me and by your sister knowing that AND that I'm in a dream I just can't not take the bait!" Luna stays dumbfounded for a moment before she laughs again, rolling to her back and kicking the air for untold moments before slowing down and rolling to her side.

"You bring me much joviality Twilight! Does this mean we art friends?" The question had a softness to it, as if it was a fragile thing, easily broken. Twilight smiles and stands, moving over closer to Luna and offering out a hoof.

"I would very much like to be your friend Luna." Luna blinks, most certainly not at all crying like a filly that just located her bond mate while finding out she could eat all the chocolate she wished and not gain a pound. Instead of just taking the hoof shake Luna stands and sweeps Twilight into a sharp hug. Had it not been a dream the force would have shattered the poor mare's spine and left her paralyzed for life or dead. But since it was a dream Twilight only wound up being crushed against the lunar diarch's barrel for long moments before being released, her dream form 'popping' back into normal after only a moment.

"Apologies dear Twilight. We have tried to make many friends in the waking world but have been... less than successful."

"I am sorry to hear about that Luna. Though I cannot speak for them I'm sure all my friends would want to be your friends too." Luna wipes her eyes, smiling.

"I shall have to ask them myself in time. Oh, I do apologize for entering your dream without permission Twilight but as I have only recently regained my dream walking powers I was unable to stop myself before the imprint was made. I try not to actively interfere with my subject's dreams unless they require my assistance overcoming latent mental troubles or are continually experiencing night terrors." Twilight gives a roll of her shoulders and shakes her head.

"It's alright Luna. Wait a moment, shouldn't you be holding night court at the moment?" Luna frowns and snorts, her wings fluttering for a moment before she takes a deep breath, calming herself.

"Sadly no. My integration back into society at large has been... slow. Though technically I was never officially removed as a ruler of the nation alongside mine sister there has been some, resistance to me taking up the crown once again. As such I have no official royal duties."

"Such as night court." Luna nods.

"Such as night court. This has left my nights mostly free."

"I am sorry to hear that Luna, but that means we have more time to talk!" The princess smiles, flaring her wings for a moment and standing to her full height.

"Yes, it does. Though sadly our time tonight is coming to an end. It is close to morning and I feel your mind slowly pulling from the Dreamlands." Twilight nods, frowning some.

"Yes, I can feel it too. I was working on a 'stay asleep' spell I could cast from here but it was... problematic and I stopped trying after a while until I understood magic better. I never got back to it though, other projects and so on. But tomorrow night when I first enter the Dreamlands come and find me and we'll talk all night!" She claps her hooves together, grinning.

"Very well! I shall see you once again tomorrow Twilight. Have a fair day!" Twilight was about to say something else but was cut off when she found herself awake in her bed at the library, a warm body pressed up against her back and the first rays of the sun starting to seep through the blinds. With a sigh she rubs her eyes and casts a quick spell before starting her day.