By Anonymoose
Rainbow Dash struggled against the restraints. “I just… I just don’t like ponies touching my hooves.”
“I know, slave,” Twilight said with a leer. “But if you want to be my pet, then you have to submit.”
Twilight stood over the restricted mare, wearing a black-lace bridle and a scandalously real leather saddle. In her magic levitated a long riding crop.
“Twilight, please—”
*whap*
“Did I give you permission to be so informal with me, slave?” Twilight glowered.
“I’m sorry, Mistress,” Rainbow Dash whispered.
“Much better. Now… let me get the tools of my trade.”\
From the wall, Twilight levitated a small hooficure file. She slowly levitated the file towards Rainbow’s hoof, revelling in the nervousness painted across the athletic mare’s face.
“Please, don’t—”
Rainbow shrieked as Twilight gently ran the file across a single hoof.
*whap*
“A good slave obeys her Mistress,” Twilight said, running a hoof across Dash’s cheek. “You want to be a good slave, right?”
“Yes, Mistress,” Dash whispered.
“Good, now let’s try again.”
Once again, Twilight ran the file over Dash’s hoof. And once again, Dash flinched and pulled away.
*whap* *whap*
“Unnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnmmmmmmmmmmph,” Dash cried, as green flames erupted all over her body.
A thick, green gooey ichor splashed all over Chrysalis and Twilight, the Queen going slack in her restraints.
“Really?” Twilight asked incredulously, levitating some tissues over. “Already?”
Chrysalis blushed a heavy green. “What can I say… you know how much I love the crop.”
“Yeah, I should have known that’d be a short scene,” Twilight laughed, wiping away the copious fluids. “Good thing we splurged on the magefire-proof restraints!”
Chrysalis giggled.
“I still can’t believe you cocooned ponies in this stuff,” Twilight chuckled as she wiped the last of it off. “Celestia would die if she ever found out what she was suspended in!”
Green fire erupted around Chrysalis once again, as she teleported out of the restraints, leaving her mess behind her. “Okay, now it’s my turn… let’s see who’s next.”
Twilight and Chrysalis sat next to each other, leaning against the other, as Chrysalis drew another card from the deck.
“Ooo, Miss Cheerilee!” Chrysalis squealed, as green flames enveloped her again.
“You get the school desk, and I’ll get the ruler,” the mulberry mare said as she trotted across the room.
Twilight lit her horn and teleported in a school desk.
Cheerilee came back across the room, her hips swaying as she walked. “Miss Sparkle, this is the third assignment you’ve turned in late… and while normally we don’t use corporal punishment, such tardiness requires extra disciplinary measures…”
Twilight shuddered.
Cheerilee’s eye’s flashed green for a few seconds as she spoke, “Remember, our safeword is ‘Shipfic’.”