> Trixie's Special Assistant
>  by Snowdrift
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>  Trixie's Special Assistant
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	Trixie, dressed in simple clothes that would not draw attention to her, wandered along the row of booths set up outside the event's stadium. She had been inside a few minutes before, watching so called performers displaying their so called talents. A few had some skill, but in Trixie's opinion some had a long way to go before they would be able to put on a show worth watching. Trixie left the stadium because these days she was trying to be more polite than she once was, and she doubted it would have been considered polite to laugh at the feeble magic act being performed.
Besides, Trixie was hungry and there were many earth ponies running booths that sold whatever produce they grew in their orchards and farms. Trixie sampled several of the offerings, praising the growing skills of those whose food was worth it, biting her tongue and nodding politely to those that she suspected might have been trying to poison Trixie.
Trixie's favorite had been the cider that an orange colored mare with the cute accent was selling. She was tempted to go back for more, but the mare had given Trixie such an unfriendly look. She had also looked rather familiar. Had Trixie met her before? Maybe in Ponyville? Of course, she was one of Twilight Sparkle's friends. Best to stay away from them. Trixie had been at her worst in that town. She doubted they would want her around.
After sampling enough of the food being sold, Trixie went back to the stadium, curious to see who would be performing now. She stepped inside just in time to see the stage being set up for a musical performance. A band Trixie had never heard of calling themselves 'The Magix'. Trixie let out an amused snort at the name, remembering an annoying mare she’d met a few times called Finished Photo or some such. She’d had an odd accent and was always trying to capture 'da magics'.
The band walked out on stage, and the name made more sense to Trixie when she saw that the band's four members, two mares and two stallions, were unicorns. They were all dressed similarly, maybe it was meant as a band uniform? They wore black tee shirts with their band name on them. The mares’ shirts were cut short, revealing their stomachs up to just below their breasts. They also wore jeans with holes cut in the sides to expose their cutie marks. That part didn’t surprise Trixie; it was quite common for ponies to want their cutie marks to show. Trixie’s own stage costume had similar holes to show her cutie marks. As the band started to play, their horns all began to glow red, blue, purple, and pink, adding their magic skills to the music. 
The mare standing in front began to sing, the purple glow of her horn traveling to her own throat, causing her voice to come out louder and every few seconds it would subtly change. It would get higher, then lower. It would echo or buzz. Trixie thought it was an interesting effect, though it made it difficult to understand the words she was singing. Maybe that was intentional?
Next to her a stallion was playing a saxophone. His horn glowed blue, and as he played, a stream of glowing music notes floated from his instrument and hovered above the crowd. This seemed silly to Trixie, but some ponies in the crowd were making appreciative sounds as a few tried to hit the floating notes. When one was touched, it popped like a soap bubble. Silly but amusing Trixie supposed.
The third member of the group was another stallion playing a guitar. His horn glowed bright red, and he seemed to be altering the colors of the lights pointed at the stage, making them flash and strobe in different patterns of colors. Some ponies might have found the effect exciting. It just made Trixie worry she'd get a headache from the flashes.
The last member of the group was sitting behind the others. Oddly she was sitting with two sets of drums angled in front of her. She was turned toward one set and her horn glowed pink as she played the drums with a steady rhythm. Then Trixie's eyes were drawn to the second drum set where she noticed a similar glow as a pair of drumsticks darted over the drums, perfectly matching the movements of the mare's hands. Not the flashiest talent but there was something mildly impressive about seeing her synchronize the two pairs of drumsticks. Then to Trixie's surprise the mare stood up and walked down to stand beside the other mare, softly joining in the singing. Now both sets of drums were playing along without pause and without a hand to play them.
This was still not the most impressive talent Trixie had seen, but it did show some skill and focus for the mare to keep 4 sticks moving in 2 pairs playing the drums without losing the rhythm of the music, and while singing as well. Trixie was not an expert in musical performances, but with the mix of magical and musical skills this band employed, Trixie suspected they might someday become a very popular group.
Trixie watched the band sing a few more songs, each accompanied by different magical effects. The drummer didn't leave her drums the rest of the time, but for two of the songs she played the drums without using her hands, letting her magic do the work while she watched the crowd.
When they were finished Trixie watched a few more performances, including a comedy act that only made Trixie laugh at how pathetic it was. Though Trixie was kind enough to help them out. They got many more laughs at the end when they went to leave and discovered the hard way that their legs had somehow ended up tied together. They really should have thanked Trixie for improving their finale, but then Trixie forgot to take credit for the assistance. Oh well.
After that disaster it was time for Trixie to go back stage to prepare for her turn to perform. In addition to paying the charity fee for performing, Trixie paid a bit extra to arrange a private dressing room. It was hardly the kind of accommodations Trixie was accustomed to, but at least she knew she had a private place to dress and prepare for her show. And if things went as Trixie hoped, she would have a place for her special plans for unwinding afterwards.
Trixie emerged from her dressing room when it was time for her performance. She was no longer wearing her casual clothes. She was wearing her tight fitting sparkly one piece stage outfit, her carefully groomed tail coming out through a small hole just below the zipper in the back. There were also holes on each hip to show her cutie marks. The tight outfit showed off Trixie's figure nicely, the front was low enough to show the tops of her breasts. Her arms were bare; Trixie never wore sleeves during her show. Ponies always accused her of hiding things in them if she did. But she did wear a pair of white gloves. Trixie added her hat and cloak to her outfit and made her way to the stage just as the event coordinator announced her as the next act, and Trixie smiled when she heard her fans cheering as the stage hands moved her props into position as she had requested earlier. Trixie paused just a moment in the shadow at the edge of the stage. She took a deep breath and let it out with a smile. It was show time.
Trixie's horn, hidden under her hat, lit up. Her magic triggered a small explosion on the stage, filling the area with smoke. She darted forward so as the smoke dissipated she would appear as if by magic. She took a brief moment to think dark thoughts about the fact that she had to rely on such tricks when some pony like Twilight could teleport herself for real anytime she wanted. It was so unfair. As the smoke cleared and the crowd applauded Trixie pushed such thoughts aside and smiled for her fans. She grabbed her cloak and with a flick of the wrist, and some help from her unseen horn, the cloak fluttered and twirled across the stage to hang itself on a stand at the other side. She kept the hat on her head. Part of what made her act such a success was the fact that with the hat hiding her horn, no one was certain how much of her act was unicorn magic and how much was stage tricks.
Trixie gave a short prepared speech about how pleased she was that so many ponies were there to see her, how honored she was to be part of such a wonderful event, and other such nonsense that sounded good but was the hardest part of the show for Trixie. Then she did a few simple tricks as a warm up. Making objects like flowers and cards appear and disappear using quick hand motions to hide the objects in her gloves or behind her back, held in place with levitation. She made a rabbit appear from her hat, and then tried to play it off as a joke when the little pest bit her hand and scurried off toward a yellow pegasus with pink hair that looked surprised to see the rabbit. That ungrateful rodent. Trixie had been nice enough to feed the critter before stuffing it into the box hidden in her hat three hours ago.
After a few more minor tricks, Trixie announced that for the next part of her show she would require an assistant. At least half of the audience raised their hands and screamed for Trixie to choose them. To add to the theatricality of the moment, and to give Trixie time to look for some pony the right size and shape for her needs, Trixie tossed her hat over the crowd. Her magic caused it to spin and float over their heads like a cone shaped UFO, spinning around looking for the right pony. 
Off to one side of the crowd Trixe caught sight of a familiar mane and looked. The drummer from that earlier group was standing on the edge of the crowd and shaking her head, the motion of her swinging mane was what had caught Trixie’s eye. The singer mare was next to her, speaking excitedly to the other. Trixie watched them for a moment and it looked like the singer was trying to talk the drummer into raising her hand, but the drummer seemed shyly reluctant. Odd, considering she’d been on stage a few hours ago. Trixie studied the drummer mare. She had a nice figure, a cute young face. Her coat was a pleasant purple and her long mane was a curious shade of light blue with black lines. She wasn’t wearing the band shirt anymore but a longer shirt.
After a few more seconds the singer convinced the drummer to raise her hand, and Trixie smiled and caused her hat to float over and land on her head. The drummer pulled the edge of the hat low, perhaps hiding a blush, as Trixie called out for her to join her on stage. It took the mare a couple minutes to make her way to the stairs at the side of the stage, and Trixie walked over to meet her.
Trixie smiled and held out her hand the younger mare, shaking hands with her. Trixie’s hat floated back to its place on Trixie’s head, and she could get a much closer look at her attractive new assistant. “Welcome to Trixie’s show. What is your name, sweetie?”
The younger mare seemed to have trouble looking at Trixie, and it took her a moment before she shyly replied “M-my name is Serene Rhythm.”
Trixie’s smile widened. This mare was so shy and attractive it was adorable. She’d be perfect for Trixie’s plans. “It’s a pleasure to meet you, Serene Rhythm. That is quite a fitting name for such a skilled drummer.”
Trixie had to fight not to laugh at the shocked look on the mare’s face. She clearly had not expected Trixie to recognize her, or hadn’t thought Trixie would be watching their performance. She took Serene’s hand and guided her further onto the stage, motioning to a spot near the middle “stand here for a moment my dear.” Then Trixie turned to address the crowd, speaking much louder “Allow Trixie to introduce her new assistant, Serene Rhythm. She is the drummer from the talented new band that performed here earlier today, The Magix.” Beside her, Trixie noticed Serene blushing again, but she seemed pleased that a pony like Trixie would publically compliment her group. Trixie figured a little free endorsement might help the young unicorns getting their careers started.
The crowd applauded the introduction and Trixie turned to face Serene, making an exaggerated show of looking her over, then turned to the crowd and remarked “Hmm, she is lovely, but she doesn’t really look like a magicians assistant, dressed like this, does she?” Serene glanced at Trixie, looking nervous as the crowd called out “No!” Trixie smiled at the crowd “Before we continue our show, Trixie will need to do something about this.” Trixie made some pointless gestures with her hands as her horn lit up with magic. Her cloak flew from its stand and wrapped itself around the young mare, hiding her from sight as Trixie cast a tricky spell, and with a flash of light Serene’s clothes vanished, replaced by her assistant’s costume. The costume consisted of a pair of panties the color of Trixie’s coat with her cutie mark on the front, and a top the same color that was nothing more than a strip of cloth that just covered Serene’s breasts, and was tied in a bow on her back. As the cloak whipped away and flew back to its place, Serene glanced down and blushed noticeably when she saw her new “outfit” The audience clapped and cheered, and some whistled seeing so much of the young mare’s figure on display.
Serene started to move her arms to cover herself, but Trixie rested a hand on her arm and whispered “Trixie understands this may be a bit more revealing than you might have expected, but Trixie asks that you please relax and not ruin the show by drawing excess attention to it. The revealing outfit will draw attention to you, which is part of the assistant’s job. While they stare at you, Trixie can arrange the tricks.”
Serene nodded and clearly tried to relax. Trixie gave her a smile and turned to continue the show. She led Serene over to one of two boxes that had been brought out on stage by stage hands while Trixie had been showing off her new assistant. They were two identical boxes roughly 20 feet apart, with a black curtain running between them with a small gap at the bottom. Trixie quietly explained what was going to happen to her assistant before opening the box and ushering her in. Trixie almost laughed when Serene gave the audience a little wave before the door was closed.
Trixie turned to her audience and smiled as she announced “For our first trick, Trixie is going to move her new assistant from one box to the other.” She let her smile fade and continued “Now, Trixie should mention there is some risk with this trick. There is a small chance her new assistant might not reappear as intended. It would be a shame to lose such a lovely assistant so soon, so Trixie must ask that every pony be as quiet as possible to allow her to focus.”
The audience became silent as Trixie turned to the boxes. She could see through a small slit in the side of the first box that her assistant had moved into the hidden compartment in the back as Trixie had instructed, so they were ready to go. Trixie had added this slit when she had made a poor choice of assistant at one show and the brat had delighted in ruining as many of Trixie’s stunts as she could. Trixie’s revenge was to “accidentally” close the door of a box on the edge of the bow on the back of her top, so as the girl went to leave the stage, her final trick turned our to be showing how fast a topless mare can disappear from a stage.
Now for the part of the trick to amuse and confuse the crowd. Trixie used her magic to lift a hidden pair of fake hooves off the back of the first box, and in the silent stadium the crowd could see and hear the hooves slowly ‘sneaking’ from the first box to the second. Already Trixie could hear murmuring and snickering at the apparently feeble trick. Then to increase the illusion, when the hooves moved behind the second box, the box shook and rattled as the hidden door appeared to be stuck and wouldn’t open. Now the crowd was starting to openly laugh. Then there was an audible creak as the back of the box finally opened and a snap as it closed. Trixie turned back to the audience as if nothing had gone wrong, amused to notice that Serene’s band mate looked embarrassed on her friend’s behalf, obviously thinking about how she’d talked her friend into doing this, and now it seemed Serene was humiliating herself. But things were actually going exactly as Trixie wanted, as the crowd would soon see.
First, Trixie opened the first box, revealing that, amazingly, her assistant was nowhere in sight. Of course no one was surprised, thinking they’d seen her walk to the other box, though Trixie was pleased when a few ponies in the crowd politely applauded. Then Trixie closed the first box and opened the second one. And now the crowd was muttering in confusion as the second box was clearly as empty as the first. Trixie glanced over to confirm that her assistant was back out of the hidden compartment, and then she walked over to the box and turned to address the audience. “One thing you must always remember when watching a magic show…” she opened the box to reveal her assistant standing and smiling right where she had started. She even gave that cute little wave again “you can’t always trust what you see…or hear.” The crowd broke into applause.
Trixie and her assistant performed a number of tricks, and Trixie was pleased with how well Serene performed as an assistant. She followed instructions well, and didn’t do anything that might disrupt the show. Eventually the show was over and Trixie and her assistant took a bow as the crowd gave a standing ovation. Trixie turned and smiled at her assistant, holding out a hand to shake Serene’s, but Serene was clearly over excited and surprised Trixie by giving her a hug, which after a brief pause Trixie returned and told the younger mare “thank you for being such a wonderful assistant. You did a fantastic job.”
Serene blushed as she pulled away from the hug and looked at Trixie shyly “I’ve been a fan of your shows for a long time. I was really excited to be picked to be your assistant.”
Trixie smiled and glanced down at Serene’s assistant costume. “Trixie is sorry to say she can’t cast the spell she used to change your clothes again. If you will come to dressing room nine in about 10 minutes, she will return your clothes to you.” Serene looked down and blushed as if just now remembering the revealing outfit she was wearing. Trixie held out a hand and her cloak flew across the stage to them, and Trixie wrapped it around her assistant “you can wear this to cover yourself until you can come and get your clothes back.” Trixie walked to the side of the stage with Serene and watched her walk down the stairs there to where her friend was waiting. Trixie stepped off the stage, but stopped and turned to watch the stage hands remove her props, making sure everything was handled carefully.
A soft murmur was coming from the crowd as many ponies stood and stretched and others went out to find something to eat between shows. Trixie had not intended to eavesdrop, but from where she was standing she could hear Serene and her friend talking, their voices raised to hear each other over the crowd.
"Serene! That was so cool!" Trixie winced. Without using magic to alter it, Serene's friend had a high pitched voice Trixie found most irritating. No wonder she focused her magic on changing it. "You were so awesome. And Trixie including the name of our group when she introduced you, did you ask her to do that?”
"N- no. She must have recognized me from our performance earlier." Serene's voice, even raised above the diminishing murmur of the crowd, still sounded soft and far more pleasant to Trixie than her friend's. 
"Oh that's even cooler. Someone as famous as Trixie recognized you and liked our show enough to mention the group by name? That has to be the best advertisement we could get! Someone in this crowd must work for or know someone in the music industry. They will have seen our show and heard Trixie. Maybe this will be the break we need to get the group noticed."
"M-maybe. That would be amazing, Melody." Trixie had to smile. These young mare's reminded Trixie of herself when she was young and trying so hard to get a performing career off the ground. Trixie had mingled with other performers over the years and had met a number of ponies that worked with such groups. Maybe, if she still has their names written somewhere, she could put in a good word for these ponies. 
"Oh hey, the crowd had thinned out a bit" Serene's friend remarked. "Maybe now we can get you out of here without some pony trying to feel you up. I swear this outfit Trixie put you in could not be any more revealing. Couldn't she have switched you back to your own stuff?"
Trixie could clearly picture her assistant's blush as she answered her friend. "Sh-she said she couldn't cast it again yet. I'm supposed to go to her dressing room in a few minutes to get them. In the meantime at least she loaned me her cloak to cover up. And I bet it's difficult, moving my clothes from where I was to another place while at the exact same moment putting other clothes on me so I didn't end up topless like that other assistant we read about."
Serene's friend giggled. "Yeah. Let's save a mistake like that for our own show. Then we'll get the publicity."
"MELODY!" Trixie had to cover her mouth to avoid laughing out loud at how outraged Serene sounded.
"Oh relax, I'm kidding. Anyway, let's get out of here. We can grab a bite and maybe some cider before you go meet Trixie backstage. Oh, that reminds me. The guys and I plan to take off and wander the town. Maybe we can find a club or something, do some dancing or whatever. You wanna come? We’ll wait for you."
"No thanks. You three go have fun. I want to stay and see some of the other performers. But I wouldn't mind some cider. Can you pay for it? My money went with my clothes."
Now their voices were fading as they left, but Trixie heard Melody say "sure. Maybe the mare at the Apple stand will give us a discount when she sees how you are dressed under that cloak." And before they were too far away to hear she heard Serene yell out “MELODY!” again.
Trixie chuckled at that last part and went to her room to await her assistant. Trixie had plans for...an encore performance with the younger mare.
Trixie entered her private dressing room and looked around with a small sigh. It was nowhere near as nice as what she was used to when she performed at higher class auditoriums. One wall was crowded with a few of her trunks, each marked with her Cutie Mark. Another wall had a large mirror with a table and folding metal chair in front of it for preparing for shows. A pile of clothes rested on that chair and Trixie walked over to poke curiously through them. She moved aside the shirt and jeans to find a pink lacy bra and matching panties. The thought of her assistant wearing these items struck Trixie as very cute, and when she put the clothes back in a pile she made sure to leave the underwear on top.
Next to the mirror was the door to the small, but thankfully private, bathroom. At least Trixie didn't have to stand in line to use a public stall, so she could forgive the cramped space provided.
The last part of the room had an old, but not entirely uncomfortable, couch for performers to rest on. Trixie had hoped it might be the kind that folds out into a bed, but no such luck.
Trixie removed her white gloves, amused as a few stray playing cards fell out of the left one, and a red handkerchief drifted out of the right. "Nothing up Trixie's sleeves, for she has no sleeves," Trixie proclaimed to the empty room as if still on stage. Then in a normal voice she adds "But no pony ever seems to question the gloves." She tossed her hat, the gloves, and the things that fell out of them into an open trunk. The rest of her outfit would have to stay on a while longer, as she would have company soon. But she did go into the bathroom and use a cool wet towel to wipe off the sweat from the parts of her that her outfit exposed. No one that had not been on stage could understand just how hot it could get under those spotlights. 
Just as she came back out of the bathroom, Trixie heard the soft knock at her door. She walked over and opened it to see Serene, Trixie's cloak wrapped tight around her figure.
Trixie smiled and motioned her forward "Serene Rhythm, Trixie's lovely assistant. Come in please. And Trixie will take her cloak back if you are finished with it."
Serene blushed a little but relinquished the cloak as Trixie closed the door. She tossed the cloak on a hook on the door and quietly locked it, then turned to watch Serene as she glanced around nervously. "H-hello again, Miss Trixie. I c-came to get my clothes back. And I guess to give you back your assistant outfit." She saw her clothes and blushed even more seeing her pink underwear on top. She moved toward them, but paused as she noticed the trunks. "Those all have your Cutie Mark on them. You have a private room? We were told all the performers had to share."
While Serene was distracted, Trixie took her hand and gently guided her toward the couch while explaining "One advantage of performing for a long time and being famous is you learn ways to get what you want." She sat on the couch and gently pulled the younger mare down beside her. "In addition to the performance fee, Trixie paid extra to the charity and gave the coordinator a large tip to arrange a private room. Trixie is used to having a private place to go when she is performing. A private place to leave her belongings and prepare before the show, and a place she can go to unwind after the show."
Serene, who seemed to have again forgotten she was barely dressed, sat beside Trixie and looked puzzled. "Unwind?"
Trixie nodded "Those who have never set hoof on stage don't understand, but you must have realized that performing in front of a crowd on stage takes a toll on one's body. There is the physical effort of the performance, the heat from the lights, the stress of wanting everything to go just right, the worries of possible mistakes." Trixie paused and smiled "on top of that there is the rush that comes from hearing the crowd cheer when everything goes right. The relief as all those stresses and worries fade away, replaced by the thrill of success, the excitement of the moment. Trixie is sure you know what she means. She could see it in your eyes when you hugged her after our show."
At that, Serene blushed and looked away, but nodded. Trixie smiled, "Well, many performers find their own ways to unwind after performances. The most foolish ones resort to chemicals, alcohol or drugs. Those usually end up doing something they will regret, if they do not kill themselves first. Some go to a spa and relax in steam baths or massages. Trixie does this sometimes, usually at the end of a tour around Equestria with several shows back to back." Trixie smiles the younger uniform "But Trixie has another way to unwind that she enjoys much more, when she can find the right assistant for it."
Serene looked confused. "Y-you mean me? There is a way I can help you unwind? H-how?"
Trixie smiled but did not answer with words. Instead her horn began to glow. Across the room, the door glowed with a faint blue light as Trixie applied a soundproofing spell that would keep anyone in the hall from hearing anything in the room. As Serene looked curiously at the door, Trixie shifted her magic to the young mare's top. The bow at her back untied itself and the long strip of cloth moved away from her breasts. The cloth quickly wrapped around Serene's hands and arms, gently but firmly pulling them behind her back and binding them securely. All this took only seconds and by the time Serene noticed something was wrong her arms were pulled tight behind her back, the cloth covering them from her fingers to up past the elbows.
At this point Serene let out the most adorable squeak of surprise and tried to struggle, but it was too late. Her arms were trapped in place. The mare looked at Trixie, confusion and fear in her eyes "W-what are you doing, Miss Trixie?"
Trixie smiled calmly and took a moment to admire the younger mares exposed breasts before replying. "Trixie is preparing her lovely assistant for her last performance as Trixie's assistant. You are going to help Trixie with her plans to unwind." Trixie reached a hand over and lightly teased one of her assistant's nipples. "And when Trixie is completely finished with you, then you shall be allowed to collect you belongings and leave."
Serene pulled away from Trixie's touch, blushing and squirming trying to free her arms and speaking in incomplete sentences, "You can’t... I've never... I'm not...you wouldn't..." it was at this point it occurred to the young unicorn to try her magic. Her horn glowed pink and she tried to free her arms, her magic moving over the cloth trying to find out how to untie it. 
Trixie moved toward her assistant. Straddling her legs and putting her hands on the back of the couch to either side of her head, Trixie looked into her eyes as their horns touched and Trixie sent a bit at if magic into Serene's horn, shorting out her spell and making her yelp at the shock of it. Then Trixie wrapped her assistant's horn in a spell that would block her from using any magic for several hours. 
Trixie leaned back a bit and smiled "Allow Trixie to try to finish those sentences and answer them for you. 'You can't do this?' Clearly Trixie can because she is doing it. The next was likely 'I've never been with another mare?' Which Trixie actually likes to hear. 'I'm not a lesbian?' That's ok, Trixie assures you she will enjoy this anyway. And last, 'You wouldn't really force this?'." Trixie smiled and leaned forward, pausing with her lips less than an inch from the younger mare's, and whispered "Trixie would. And Trixie will." Then she pressed her lips to her assistant's, forcing a deep kiss, her tongue sliding into the young mare's mouth.
Serene must have really believed Trixie wouldn’t do it, because it was several seconds before she tried to resist her. Her tongue slid against Trixie's, trying to expel it while she tried to pull away, her head pressing back into the couch. Trixie simply stayed where she was, continuing the kiss. She made a game of Serene's efforts to push out her tongue as it moved around, Serene's efforts to use her own tongue to push out Trixie's doing nothing but sliding them together.
Finally after a couple minutes Trixie pulled away, smiling as her assistant took a few deep breaths. Poor filly needed to learn how to breathe while being kissed. When she caught her breath, Serene looked pleadingly at Trixie.
"Please let me go Miss Trixie. There must be others that would jump at the chance to do this."
Trixie shook her head "It's true, there are many, mares and stallions, that would eagerly come to Trixie's bed." Trixie looked around the room and down at the couch. "When Trixie has a bed. Trixie understands for some it would be a dream come true, a fulfilment of their deepest desire to sleep with a famous mare like Trixie. But that is not what Trixie wants. Trixie doesn't wish to sound cruel, but let Luna worry about the dreams of other ponies. Their dreams and desires are not what Trixie wants to think about when she is trying to unwind. It is Trixie's desires that she wants to focus on. And that is why she invites her lovely assistants to help her with those desires."
Trixie placed her hands on the other mare's breasts, rubbing them and giving them a soft squeeze, causing Serene to blush at the contact. "Trixie does not intend to hurt you. You are a sweet mare, you were a wonderful assistant, and Trixie is interested in pleasure, not pain. But Trixie will get what she wants you, and if she must discipline you to get it, she will. It is up to you. The more you cooperate with Trixie, the more enjoyable this can be for us both. Understand?"
Serene blushed. She tried to move her arms but the cloth was as tight as ever. She tried to use her magic but only got a small spark past Trixie's blocking spell. She glanced at the sound proofing spell on the door and reluctantly nodded in submission.
Trixie smiled wide seeing her assistant submit. But it was one thing for her to nod her head; it was another for her to really surrender to Trixie. But there was a small way to test this. “Now, to show Trixie that you will really cooperate with her, Trixie would like another kiss. This time, Trixie wants you to kiss back, like you mean it.” Trixie leaned forward again, but paused an inch or so away from Serene’s lips. After a short hesitation, Serene closed that last bit of distance, kissing Trixie’s lips softly. Trixie kissed back, gently this time. She raised a hand and softly brushed her fingers through Serene’s mane while they kissed.
After enjoying the kiss for a time, Trixie pulled back and smiled at her assistant, who blushed slightly but smiled back. A thought occurred to Trixie and she looked curiously at her assistant “have you ever kissed a mare before? And if so, how much more have you done with one before?”
Serene blushed even more and glanced away. “W-well, Melody and I tried experimenting a while back. We took our clothes off, and we kissed, and touched each other’s breasts, but melody decided she wasn’t into it and took off to sleep with one of the guys.”
Trixie tried not to smile as the image of the two mares making out forms in her mind. “What about you? Were you ‘into it’? Or do you also prefer stallions?”
Still blushing, Serene hesitated a moment before looking at Trixie and replying. “W-what I did with Melody is really the only experience I have had. But I think I prefer mares over stallions.” She blushed more, her purple face darkening. “I accidentally saw one of the guys in the band naked once. What I saw didn’t look that appealing to me. But that time with Melody felt nice.”
Trixie couldn’t hide her smile now. “Well then, it shouldn’t be as bad doing what Trixie wants as it would be if you didn’t like mares.”
Serene was still blushing as she looked away again and mumbled softly “I guess.”
Trixie reached behind herself and began to undo her zipper. She could have used magic to do it, but she had already used a lot of magic, and she wanted to give her horn a rest for the moment so she didn’t get a magic strain headache. She pulled the zipper all the way down to her tail, which allowed the top half of her outfit to fall forward and reveal Trixie’s breasts. Serene had been looking down to avoid eye contact with Trixie, so she happened to be staring at them when they were revealed and they held her attention for a moment before she looked away shyly. Trixie put a hand on her assistant’s cheek and turned her head to make her look at her breasts. “You might as well get a good look at them. Trixie wants you to use your mouth on her breasts. Kiss them, lick her nipples. Make Trixie feel good.”
Serene hesitated nervously, then lowered her head and ran her tongue over one of Trixie’s nipples, pausing as it hardened quickly after the contact. She licked it again, seemly interested in how the feel of it changed as it hardened. Trixie bit her lip, trying not to make a sound as her assistant’s tongue teased and explored one nipple, then she let a tiny moan slip when Serene moved to the other nipple and licked it a few times as well. Serene seemed to freeze for a moment at that sound, but then resumed licking, giving each nipple a few licks, then moving to the other, then back again.
Trixie enjoyed the attention to her nipples and let her assistant go back and forth between them several times before using her hands to hold Serene’s head in front of one. “That feels really good. Now Trixie wants you to suck on one of them.”
Again there was a slight hesitation, then Trixie gasped softly as she felt Serene’s lips wrap around her nipple and begin to suck on it. Trixie had expected her to suck softly and timidly, but instead Serene sucked on Trixie’s nipple like a starving filly trying to get milk. Trixie closed her eyes and let out a small moan, Serene’s sucking felt so good.
Trixie relaxed and enjoyed Serene’s efforts for a while. Then with a gentle nudge she guided Serene to her other nipple. Serene released the first nipple and moved quickly to the other, giving it the same hard suction as the first one, making Trixie let out another small moan of pleasure.
After enjoying this for a while longer, Trixie pulled away, smiling down at her assistant who was looking up at her, blushing slightly and looking uncertain. “Trixie has enjoyed having your mouth on her nipples. You did that very well. But now Trixie wants to feel your mouth someplace else.” Serene looked confused for a moment, but as Trixie stands and slides her outfit down her legs and tosses it toward the open trunk, Serene blushed even more as her eyes go wide, but Trixie noticed her eyes are focused between Trixie’s legs.
Serene opened her mouth, most likely planning to argue against what she knew was coming, but before she could speak Trixie cut her off and spoke in a commanding voice. “Serene, Trixie wants you to get up from the couch now!” the command in her voice worked and Serene nearly jumped up to her hooves. Trixie smiled and gave her obedient assistant a small kiss, then explained “Trixie is going to sit on the couch, and she wants you to kneel in front of her. Trixie is sure you know what she will be expecting you to do next, and she hopes you will not make it difficult after obeying Trixie so nicely so far.” With that, Trixie moved to the couch and sat down, spreading her legs wide to expose herself to her assistant and staring at her expectantly.
Serene stood there for a moment, staring and looking cutely embarrassed. Then slowly she lowered herself to her knees in front of Trixie and looked up at her “M-miss Trixie, I’ve never done anything like this.”
Trixie smiled down at her assistant and places a hand on her head, softly running her fingers through Serene’s mane. “Trixie understands this is your first time. She will tell you what she wants you to do and help you. And she doesn’t expect you to be an expert, but she does expect you to do as she asks.” With that, she gently used her hand to pull Serene’s head forward between her legs, bringing her muzzle closer to her waiting pussy.
Trixie shivered slightly as she felt Serene’s breath blowing over her pussy, and resisted the urge to pull her head forward. She was so eager to feel the younger mare’s tongue, but she didn’t want to use force to get what she wanted. She wanted Serene to submit to her. But Serene was taking her time, and feeling her breath on Trixie’s pussy was almost torture.
Finally Trixie felt Serene’s tongue slide over Trixie’s pussy and she had to bite her lip to avoid moaning. That first hesitant shy lick was wonderful. After that first lick, Trixie expected a hesitation as Serene processed how Trixie’s pussy tasted and felt on her tongue. Sure enough, there was a short delay before Serene licked again, but after that the licks came one after the other. It seemed Serene liked what she tasted, because now that she was licking, she was much more eager. Trixie leaned back on the couch and let out a moan of pleasure as her assistant got into it.
Serene’s tongue slid over Trixie’s pussy repeatedly and Trixie kept letting out soft moans of pleasure for a few minutes. Then Trixie wrapped her legs around Serene’s head and pulled her forward, not able to help herself as Trixie lost herself to the pleasure of her assistant’s tongue “By Celestia your tongue feels good Serene, but now Trixie wants you to work your tongue inside. Lick deeper.”
Serene proved once again how good she was at obeying Trixie as her tongue began pushing into Trixie’s pussy, each lick working its way a little deeper inside, causing Trixie to gasp and moan at the increasing pleasure. Trixie didn’t plan to say anything, but she heard herself mumbling things between her moans like “Yes Serene. Lick Trixie like that. Yes, lick right there. Oh yes, you’re doing a wonderful job. Keep licking, Trixie is getting close.” And a few licks later Trixie moaned louder than before as she climaxed, letting a small flood of her juices flow into and onto her assistant’s muzzle. Trixie relaxed her legs, letting Serene pull back a bit so Trixie could look down at her with a slightly dazed smile seeing Serene’s lips wet with Trixie’s fluid. “Are you sure this was your first time? Trixie can’t remember the last time an assistant made her feel so good on her first attempt.” Predictably, the comment made her assistant blush and look away, but Trixie noticed when Serene licked her lips clean, obviously not minding the taste of Trixie’s cum.
A moment later there was a sound like a whip cracking, followed by a knock on the door. Trixie looked at the door in surprise, then down at Serene. Someone had touched the door, and the physical contact broke the sound proofing spell. Trixie saw Serene take a deep breath, as if she was preparing to shout for help. Without giving it much thought, Trixie tightened her legs behind Serene's head, pulling her face forward and shoving her muzzle against Trixie's pussy. Then Trixie leaned forward slightly, trapping her there so she couldn't call out. Trixie knew it would be hard, if not impossible, for her assistant to breathe like that, but she just needed her kept quiet long enough to get rid of the unwelcome interruption.
Trixie took a breath to calm herself, trying to ignore the way Serene squirmed and whimpered, and called out "Who is it?"
"Miss Trixie?" A male voice, the head stage hand Trixie thought. "The event coordinator asked me to talk to you. He says there is a group of fans pestering him to get them your autograph. He wants to know if you will come sign a few so they will leave him alone."
Trixie's mind started racing. Ever since the Alicorn Amulet mess, Trixie had always tried to be good to her fans. But she still had plans for Serene and wasn't ready to let her go. If she just left Serene alone in the room someone might find her and cause trouble for Trixie. She looked down at Serene, taking a moment to notice how cute she looked with her muzzle trapped in Trixie's crotch, with her eyes wide and pleading as she was stuck holding her breath like that. Then an idea occurred to Trixie and she smiled before calling out calmly "Of course Trixie will spare some time for her fans. Have them line up somewhere and Trixie will be out to see them in a few minutes."
"Sure thing Miss Trixie" replied the stage hand. Then there was silence. Once Trixie was sure he was gone she restored the soundproofing spell and released her assistant's head.
Serene pulled away and almost fell backwards, gasping for air. Trixie was slightly embarrassed to see Serene's snout was wet from rubbing against Trixie while she'd been trapped. Despite dealing with the pony at the door, there had been something darkly arousing about trapping her assistant like that, feeling Serene's desperate squirming making he muzzle rub against Trixie's pussy. It was not something she had tried intentionally before, but maybe sometime with a more willing assistant Trixie might experiment. Carefully. When she caught her breath, Serene looked up at Trixie, more calm than she had been when her face was trapped. "I wasn't going to shout."
Trixie looked down at her in surprise. "Really?"
Serene blushed slightly and got to her hooves. "I wouldn't have wanted anyone walking in and seeing me like that." She glanced at the door then back at Trixie "if you're going to sign autographs, does that mean you're finished with me?"
Trixie looked at her assistant curiously. She wasn't sure if Serene had sounded disappointed or hopeful when she asked that. "Well, Trixie still had plans for her special assistant, but this interruption puts a bit of a wrinkle in those plans. However, Trixie has come up with a solution." Trixie's horn lit up and Serene's panties were suddenly pulled down her legs. Her hooves were lifted from the floor slightly and the panties flew off her legs and up to Trixie's hand. Serene let out a surprised squeak, quite adorable, and pulled her legs together to hide her private area from Trixie's view. Trixie's attention however was focused on the surprisingly wet panties. She smiled and looked at Serene "Goodness Serene, Trixie did not expect her treatment of you so far to have aroused you so much"
Trixie stepped closer, and as Serene opened her mouth to reply Trixie stuffed the moist panties into her assistant's open mouth and wrapped her hand around Serene's muzzle to hold it closed. Then Trixie used her magic to lift a roll of cloth out of one of her trunks. The cloth began to spin and unwind around Serene's hooves, then slowly it worked its way up, wrapping Serene's legs tightly in cloth. It continued up her legs, catching her tail and wrapping it along with the legs. Then it continued up Serene's body. Serene's eyes went wide and she struggled, but Trixie held her in place and kept her muzzle closed. The cloth continued up, covering Serene's already bound arms, then her breasts. Her mane was trapped under the cloth, pressed to her back. The cloth covered her neck, careful not to strangle her, then up over her face. Trixie released Serene's muzzle as the cloth wrapped around it instead. Then it was over her eyes, finishing at the top of her head. Trixie used her hand to adjust the cloth over Serene's nose so she could breathe easily, then used her magic to lift her up and place her in the open trunk against the wall. Serene squirmed and cried out, but the sound could barely be heard through her bound muzzle. Then Trixie closed and locked the trunk. It was one she used to use for several magic tricks so it had plenty of hidden air holes. Serene would be fine in there until she got back.
That taken care of, Trixie opened another trunk. She took out a clean outfit, gloves, a stack of her pictures, a jar of special ink, and a quill made from a feather she got from her last Pegasus assistant. She dressed quickly, checking the gloves three times for any holes. The ink she used for autographs was special and she had to be careful not to touch the pictures herself once she signed them. When the picture was touched by a fan, the ink would magically turn to their favorite color, a fancy personal touch they usually enjoyed. Except once in a while when she handed a picture to a colt and the ink turned pink. Lastly she wrapped her cloak around herself and went out to mingle with her fans. Her mind however was still focused on the wrapped squirming bundle she left behind in the trunk.
She locked the door, physically and magically, and went looking for her fans. When she found them, the group was a bit larger than she expected. It seemed word got out she was signing autographs and more ponies came to get one. Trixie smiled for her fans, signed pictures for them, gave a few shy ones a kiss on the cheek and playfully zapped one or two that tried for more. In all it took a little over half an hour to get through the group and she waved as they walked away, comparing the colors of their autographs.

Meanwhile, back in the room, Serene lay in darkness. She had writhed and struggled and cried out to Trixie until she got tired. Now she just lay there, going over her predicament in her mind, trying to work out how she felt about the situation she had landed in.
She had been so excited to find out Trixie would be performing at this event. She had dragged Melody to the show, eager to watch the great Trixie’s performance. Then came the moment when Trixie picked her assistant for the second half of the show.
Serene would have been happy to stay put and watch, but Melody, knowing how much Serene idolized Trixie, convinced her to volunteer. She had been nervous at first, especially when she ended up on stage in little more than underwear, but once past that it had been a real thrill to be part of Trixie’s show. She did her best to be a good assistant, and everything went great. Then at the end, Serene might have let her excitement get the best of her when she hugged Trixie, but she figured it was a once in a lifetime thing, so why not?
Then she went back stage. At first things seemed pretty normal, though looking back Serene did realize she should have noticed how Trixie had pulled her away from her clothes toward the couch. But at the time it just seemed like an experienced performer explaining an aspect of stage life that Serene hadn’t given a lot of thought to. Then things took a surprising twist.
Before Serene knew what was going on she was topless, her arms were trapped, her magic was blocked, and she was being told she would be forced to sexually service Trixie. In some small corner of her mind she wondered if she would have been willing to do so if Trixie had just asked. But being trapped and forced into it was so shocking and embarrassing.
And shockingly arousing. She’d never been in such a situation and she found that being restrained like that and forced to submit to Trixie turned her on more than anything else she could remember. 
And Trixie’s pussy. The smell of it, the feel, and the taste were nothing like she’d have imagined. With that first lick she’d discovered that she enjoyed the taste of another mare. And hearing the sounds she made, knowing she was the one making Trixie make those sounds. Then Trixie came and Serene got more of her taste, a reward for doing a good job at something she hadn’t been willing to do, but had ended up enjoying so much.
Then there was that frightening moment when someone knocked at the door. The thought of being seen like that, on her knees in front of another mare, female juices dripping from her muzzle. If that stallion had walked in Serene might have died of embarrassment. 
Suddenly having her muzzle trapped in Trixie’s crotch was a little scary. She couldn’t breathe and Trixie wouldn’t let her go. She almost seemed to enjoy it when Serene squirmed and struggled, trying to get free so she could breathe.
And now here she was, wrapped head to hoof, locked in the dark, her mouth stuffed with her own panties, which tasted of her own fluid, and unsure how to feel about it. On one hand, what she’d been through was rape. She’d been forced into having sex with Trixie, and she was scared and embarrassed. On the other hand, even being locked in this trunk and mummified was getting her so aroused she suspected the cloth near her crotch was probably getting wet. And while she didn’t know exactly what Trixie had planned for her when she returned, Serene was pretty sure it would involve more sex. And while she waited for Trixie to return, Serene had to decide how she really felt about it. 
She thought back again to when this had started. Trixie had claimed if Serene didn’t cooperate, she would use force. But the look in her eyes had seemed to say she didn’t want to do that. Trixie hadn’t done anything to hurt her. Scare her, embarrass her, arouse her, use her, but not hurt her. Trixie had said she was after pleasure, and Serene believed her. And Serene decided she wanted to give Trixie that pleasure. Not just because it would get her out of this sooner, but because Serene was finally ready to admit to herself how much she was enjoying her situation, now that she’d thought it through and gotten over the shocks she’d experienced along the way. Once her mind was made up, a stray thought occurred to her that made her giggle. When this was all over, would Trixie give her an autograph?

Trixie found the event coordinator and asked him to tell any more fans looking for Trixie to come back tomorrow. Trixie was scheduled for a second show the following afternoon, and if any pony wanted her autograph, she would arrange a signing a few hours before her show. Trixie wanted to be left alone for tonight.
All of that taken care of, Trixie was free to return to her room. She stepped in and applied a stronger spell on the door to keep sounds in and nuisances out.
She eyed the trunk where her assistant waited, but left her there for the moment. Trixie instead took her time undressing and putting her clothes away and looked around the room to decide how to do the next part. A bed would have made her next plan much easier but she didn't have one. So instead she pulled the cushions off the couch and laid them on the floor, forming a kind of bed. Finally she turned to the trunk and unlocked it thinking 'Time for round two, my wonderful assistant.'
Trixie opened the trunk to find Serene exactly as she had left her, wrapped up like a mummy. She had stopped struggling but squirmed when the lid of the trunk opened. Trixie lifted her out with magic and laid her down on the cushions. Then her magic unwrapped the cloth from her head down past her neck, then it stopped. Trixie sat on the floor beside her assistant and reached down to gently pull the panties from her mouth, tossing them in the direction of the bathroom door to deal with later. She softly brushed a hand against Serene's cheek "How are you feeling?" 
Serene was blushing as she looked up at Trixie "I feel like I've been taken captive and used like a sex toy. I feel like I've been wrapped up like a mummy and stuffed in a trunk. I feel trapped and I feel helpless and I feel hornier than i can ever remember feeling before in my life."
Trixie couldn't help letting out a surprised laugh at that last part. "My my, is Trixie's assistant saying she is enjoying being bound and helpless and forced to submit to Trixie’s every sexual desire?"
Serene looked away but nodded. "It's embarrassing, but yes, I think I am enjoying this. More than I should anyway."
Trixie smiled brightly "Trixie is pleased that you are enjoying your role as her special assistant. Trixie still has a few things planned for you before letting you go." Trixie moved and knelt above Serene's head, lowering her pussy toward her mouth. "For starters, Trixie wants to feel that tongue of yours licking her aga- ah!"
Trixie had not even finished her instructions before she felt Serene's tongue licking eagerly at her pussy. The eagerness of it caught Trixie by surprise and she almost jumped, but then settled in place and moaned in pleasure as Serene showed Trixie what she'd learned the first time. Instead of uncertain aimless licking, Serene's tongue licked and probed, exploring Trixie, finding spots that made Trixie react and focusing on them. By Discord, that mare was a fast learner! In half the time it had taken before, Trixie was almost screaming as she came on Serene's muzzle. Then Trixie had to move away because the sneaky mare wouldn't stop licking, and Trixie didn't think she could take anymore and still do what she planned next.
Trixie ended up sitting on the floor, leaning back against the couch, shivering a bit from the powerful orgasm Serene gave her. She looked over at the younger mare, who looked back and blushed when Trixie caught her trying to lick off as much of the fluid Trixie had left on her muzzle as she could reach.
Trixie took her time catching her breath after that climax, still surprised how quickly Serene had learned what to do to make her cum. As she sat there, she noticed Serene wiggling helplessly in her restraints and smiled. Trixie enjoyed the image of helplessness, the power she felt having the younger mare fully at her mercy. She had now gotten Serene to give her two wonderful orgasms. Trixie decided it was her assistant's turn.
Trixie's horn glowed and the cloth around Serene's hooves and ankles started unwrapping. Serene stopped her struggling and looked nervous, her shy nature over riding her aroused eagerness as her legs were slowly revealed. The cloth unwrapped itself up past her hips then stopped, leaving Serene's bottom half exposed. The young mare pressed her legs together tightly, trying to hide herself from Trixie. Trixie smiled watching the attempt, and then the cloth began moving again. The unraveled part snaked under the cushions Serene lay on, coming out on opposite sides and wrapping around Serene's thighs and ankles, slowly but firmly pulling her legs wide apart. Serene squirmed and blushed as she was exposed and she watched nervously as Trixie moved between her legs. Trixie leaned in close and blew a cool breath over Serene's pussy, making the younger mare shiver. Trixie breathed in and could strongly smell the scent of Serene's arousal. Trixie lifted her head and smiled at Serene. "Trixie thinks she should mention, she does not do this part with all of her assistant's, only with her favorites." Then she lowered her head and ran her tongue over Serene's pussy, smiling as the younger mare gasped at the contact and her pussy dripped a little more fluid for Trixie to lick up. Trixie took her time, slowly and gently exploring Serene's pussy. She teased her lips, flicked her tongue over her clit, worked her tongue deep inside before pulling back to start over again. Soon she had Serene writhing and groaning in frustrated pleasure as Trixie held her assistant close to the edge of climax for a while before she finally pushed too far and Serene cried out in pleasure, her pussy rewarding Trixie's efforts with a flood of sweet nectar.
Trixie licked up as much of the spill of fluid as she could then lifted her head to look at Serene's face. Serene was looking at Trixie, her eyes looking surprised. She smiled a slightly dazed smile "I think I have a lot to learn." Trixie chuckled and moved up along Serene's bound body and kissed her deeply, sharing the taste of Serene's fluid with its owner, which made her blush but also made her tongue probe Trixie's mouth for that taste. Trixie stayed there a while, letting Serene cool down after her climax before pulling away and smiling "Trixie has one more thing she wants to do before we will be finished." Serene looked curious but Trixie simply smiled and moved aside, her horn glowing again as her magic began to set the scene for the final act.
The cloth holding Serene’s legs unwrapped, and Serene let out a little yelp as her body lifted up and rolled over, settling back on the cushions face down. Then the cloths wrapped around her ankles and thighs again, this time folding her knees and tying her ankles to her thighs while also pulling her legs apart. Now she was trapped on her knees and her chest, arms still trapped behind her back. She turned her head to one side so her muzzle wasn’t shoved into the cushion. She looked at Trixie, clearly puzzled “W-why do you want me in this position?”
Trixie just smiled and replied “you’ll see.” Then she walked over to her trunks, looking through them until she found what she needed. She turned back to Serene and held up a black strap-on toy. Serene looked at it, confused. “what is th-oh my” her eyes widened as she figured out what she was looking at as Trixie put on the toy and buckled it into place. Serene eyed the toy and squirmed and struggled “Miss Trixie, you’re not really going to put that in me, are you? I’ve never had anything like that in me.”
Trixie smiled a playful smile and walked over to her assistant. She knelt down near Serene’s head, the toy close to her mouth, and softly ran her fingers along the young mare’s mane. “Yes, Trixie really plans to use this with you. Trixie realizes it will be your first time and will go easy on you.” Her smile widened and she teased “Look at it this way: how many young mares can say they lost their virginity to a celebrity?”
Serene blushed, and Trixie couldn’t help thinking that never gets old. Trixie looked at Serene, then at the toy, and smirked “One thing that might make it a bit easier is if the toy is wet before it begins. Since it’s you that is going to be feeling it, Trixie thinks you should use your mouth to get the toy wet.”
Serene let out a small whimper, but after a short hesitation she opened her mouth and let Trixie slide the toy in. Trixie pushed forward slowly until the whole thing was in Serene’s muzzle. Serene licked and sucked the toy for several seconds, then Trixie pulled it out and Serene made a sour face “Yuck. You tasted MUCH better than that thing.” Trixie let out a surprised laugh at the comment as she moved around behind Serene and knelt down behind her. Trixie reached down and teased Serene’s pussy, amused to feel how wet the young mare was. Then she moved her hips forward and rubbed the tip of her toy against Serene’s pussy “Are you ready for Trixie’s little friend?”
Serene wiggled and squirmed, then nodded “As r-ready as I’ll ever be, Miss Trixie.” At these words, Trixie began to slowly push her hips forward, slowly pushing the toy into Serene’s opening. Serene let out a soft moan as the toy began to slowly inch into her. Trixie kept pushing forward, sliding the toy in inch by inch. At about the half way point Trixie heared Serene’s moan get interrupted as she mumbles “I can feel it stretching me wide. It feels so big.”
Trixie continued pushing forward until the whole toy was buried in Serene’s pussy. As she pressed the base of the toy against Serene’s opening, Trixie reached forward and softly brushed her mane “That’s all of it. How does it feel?”
Serene squirmed and moaned. “It feels strange. I feel so full. But it feels really good Miss Trixie"
Trixie began to slowly pull the toy back, and then smiled "Trixie thinks you can drop the 'miss'. We have each had our muzzle in the other's pussy, and I’m in the process of taking your virginity. Trixie believes that kind of intimacy deserves a first name basis, Serene." Serene blushed and opened her mouth to reply, but Trixie pushed the back into her and all that came out of Serene's mouth was a moan of pleasure as the toy slid back in. Then Trixie began thrusting the toy steadily in and out, watching Serene squirm and hearing her gasp and moan as the toy moved in and out. Trixie kept it slow at first, but after several thrusts she started speeding up, thrusting faster and harder, causing Serene to moan louder. Soon Trixie was thrusting as hard as she could, and it wasn't long before Serene screamed in pleasure as she came, fluid squirting out around the toy. 
Trixie slowed her thrusting, then stopped and pulled the toy out. She looked at Serene, who was panting for breath after her climax, but was smiling back at Trixie. Trixie grinned and moved toward her head, putting the toy near her muzzle again, now dripping with Serene's juices "Trixie thinks you might like the taste of the toy better now." 
Serene blushed a little but opened her mouth and began cleaning the toy with her tongue. Once it was clean, Trixie walked to the bathroom, removing the toy and tossing it in the sink to wash it properly later. Then she returned to Serene and began undoing the restraints, freeing her legs and her arms. Serene got to her hooves, looking a bit unsteady, stretching her arms and looking at Trixie in a way Trixie wasn't sure how to read.
Without warning Serene moved toward Trixie. Trixie thought she was going to strike her, but instead Serene threw her arms around Trixie, hugging her tight and surprising her with a tender kiss. The sudden display of affection caused Trixie to blush, though she would deny it if anyone accused her of doing such a thing.
Eventually Serene pulled back, also blushing. "I can't say I enjoyed everything you did, especially at first, but it turned out to be a lot of fun. I enjoyed being your 'special assistant', Mi...I mean, Trixie."
Trixie smiled "Trixie is glad you enjoyed it, and she hopes you will keep this between us." She was relieved when Serene smiles and nodded. "If you want to leave now, your clothes are on the chair over there."
Serene looked over at her clothes, then down at her naked body, then back at Trixie "Actually, I was wondering if I could stay with you a while longer? My friends took off for a night on the town and the only place for me to go now is back to an empty hotel room."
Trixie grinned and took Serene by the hand and walked toward the couch. She used her magic to return the cushions to the couch, flipping them over so any mess they'd made on them would be hidden. Likely not the first time such was done with these cushions, though Trixie didn’t dwell on such thoughts. She sat on the couch and Serene sat next to her, cuddling against her. Trixie's cloak floated across the room and draped itself over them like a blanket. Trixie put an arm around Serene and held her close, enjoying the warm feeling of Serene’s naked body pressed against her own. Then she remembered something she’d almost forgotten. Trixie touched her horn to Serene's and lifted the magic block she'd put on her.
They cuddled together under the blanket for a while, and eventually fell asleep. Later in the evening Trixie woke, feeling Serene getting up. Serene leaned down for one last kiss, which Trixie was more than happy to give her. Then she watched Serene get dressed and leave to go back to her hotel room. Sighing softly, Trixie curled up under her cloak and drifted back to sleep
The next day was much as Trixie had expected. The talent event was scheduled to be a week long, but Trixie was only doing two shows before moving on to perform in other towns. She spent the morning alternately wandering around sampling different foods, or watching other performances. In the afternoon she set up a booth of her own and signed color changing autographs for fans before getting ready for her second show.
For this show Trixie switched out some of her props, planning on doing a different set of tricks to keep things interesting. Besides, she couldn't catch that annoying rabbit a second time so she had to leave out that particular trick. Eventually she got to the part of the show where she needed to choose an assistant. She looked out over the audience, trying to decide who to pick. She froze in surprise, and then grinned when she saw a familiar purple mare waving her hands at Trixie.