> Kiss and Make Up and Make Up
>  by hyacinthiaburstoc21
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> An Unexpected Amount of Angst.
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Sometimes Starlight really loved her girlfriend. 

It was a wonder to have Trixie as her significant other, able to surprise her and be her steady rock at the same time. She had the comedic timing of a goddess and always made her smile. She would always put on the best dates too, getting her in a place that seemed cheap and not worth the night and turn it into a treasured memory. Trixie was a delight in her life. 

And sometimes, Starlight wanted to strangle her with her stupid hat. 

Being in the mud, straining to push her house on wheels out of a ditch, with rain pouring onto her and streaming down her face, it didn't exactly spell 'romantic night' for Starlight. They struggled and shoved, doing what only pure strength could do when their magic didn't have a direction to cast to. When they finally dislodged it and pushed it onto even ground, Starlight was the first to jump back into the trailer and start yanking off her muddied pants. She was silent as Trixie shuffled past her to the front of the trailer and up to the wheel. The tension in the air was palpable between them, and they knew full well how bad it was, brewing like a storm. It was a horrible night for them. 

Trixie had asked Starlight on a tour trip to Las Pegasus, and Starlight had foolishly agreed. On the first day, the axle broke and they had to magick the cart to the next stop where they could replace it. On the second day, they had bought fish from a shady shop. In mainland Equestria. They dealt with the consequences of that the entire third day. Now on the fourth day of a five day trip, Trixie had decided to take a shortcut through some forest to arrive a day earlier and recuperate, but they hadn't accounted for literally anything that could've happened. Now the two of them were pretty lost, soaking wet, and pissed off. 

Neither of them wanted this, it was going to be forgiven, they would make up, they knew it in their minds. But in their hearts, frustration built like a tidal wave crashing into a dam wall. It was hard to deal with emotions in the pissing rain. It was also harder for Starlight to deal with them when she hadn't gotten off for the last week, at least, and her girlfriend wasn't giving her an easy way to do it. 

Yeah, Starlight had needs and knew how natural it was, but that didn't save her from the embarrassment of having to do it in front of her girlfriend when they had barely even made out at this point. Three months officially and hardly more than smooches and cuddles. Starlight hadn't even seen her girlfriend's boobs. Well, there was that one time when they were friends and Starlight walked in on a dress rehearsal, but that didn't count. They didn't talk about that. 

No matter what chance Starlight thought she had, she couldn't catch more than five minutes to herself before something interrupted her privacy. Sneaking to a convenience store bathroom? Trixie is getting huffy with some mouthbreather. Going off behind some trees? Bugbear is nearby. Nothing gave her any sense of comfort that wasn't with her girlfriend, as much as she loved her. And now wasn't one if those times. She'd much rather put up with a bugbear than deal with Trixie that very moment. 

Glancing across the trailer at her girlfriend, Starlight saw a solemn and hunched over unicorn in a hoodie that was no longer neat and zipped up prim and proper. She was begrudgingly starting up the motor of the trailer and putting it in drive. She'd bought the piece of machinery after a really successful show tour, feeling like splurging on the latest technology of the times. Now she slouched over the handles and wheel as she struggled to get the motor going properly. 

Starlight sat on the caravan bed and pulled off her pants, making a face at the mud dripping off them. She quickly shook them off but remained careful to not get anymore on her. After getting the clumps off the outside, she stood up and looked at the pile she'd made. Sighing, she put her magic around it, walked to the door, and chucked it back into the rain. Slamming the door closed behind her, Starlight started pulling her pants back on, struggling to get her legs into the sleeves. 

That's when she noticed Trixie looking back at her. It wasn't a hostile look; in fact, Starlight couldn't tell what she was thinking. When Starlight made eye contact and Trixie didn't look away, she spoke up. 

"What?" She asked in what she attempted to make a neutral tone. But Trixie had flinched her head back around to the wheel before Starlight had an answer. 

Shrugging dismissively, Starlight got her pants on all the way and did up the button and zipper. Then looking at herself, she realized she was still soaking. She cast a quick heat spell with her horn, a small wave of warmth passing over her and concentrating where her wet clothes clung to her skin. It didn't fix it, but it made a world of difference where the smallest thing could raise her blood pressure by twenty points. 

Collapsing onto the bed once more, Starlight felt like she could just die on the spot and she'd be none the wiser. The lights in the caravan looked hazy through her lashes. Maybe she could take a nice day off when she got back to Ponyville. Perhaps a visit to the Aloe sisters. Or even a day of reading, just not with the princess. She was overbearing as a librarian. The bed felt so nice and soft, Starlight. Man, she never realized how much she preferred studying to physical work. Starlight really was a nerd. Starlight. Starlight... 

"Starlight!" 

Starlight sputtered awake when she realized she had dozed off. Sitting up from the bed, she nearly collapsed onto the floor from getting up so quickly. Looking around, she saw Trixie kneeling next to her. 

"There you are. It's about time I woke you up, it's morning." Trixie told her, a drowsiness in her voice that would've concerned Starlight if she wasn't so startled. 

Hearing the time, Starlight quickly looked towards the driver's end. Through the opening, light shone through brightly and illuminated the inside of the caravan. Starlight shook her head to clear the last remnants of sleep out of her mind. She darted from the bedside and past Trixie towards the back door, walking into the warm sun of spring. 

They were no longer in the forest of Trixie's shortcut. They were on a dirt path cutting through through a field, with rolling hills all around them and the sly clear of storm clouds. When Starlight looked in the direction the caravan was heading in, she saw the outline of a city just ahead of them, half a day's travel away by the parallax. Seeing the skyline of their destination across her field of view made Starlight's heart raise from the pit in her stomach and made her realize how far it had sunken. 

Behind her, Trixie also emerged from the van and looked at the same sight that her girlfriend did. The blue unicorn stared as thoughts slurred in her mind. She had stayed up past Starlight to keep the caravan going. She wanted this shortcut to work, and judging by the usual time from Ponyville straight to Las Pegasus, it was about as effective as the normal route. Disappointed but not discouraged, Trixie had pulled the van to the altitude they were on to get a view of Las Pegasus, hoping that the sight of it would cheer up her girlfriend. 

Then Starlight turned towards her, exhaustion still in her face. Her eyes sparkled with hope, however, and Trixie allowed herself to feel a twinge of joy for making the journey within expected time. 

"Trixie, you didn't have to do that." Starlight then admonished her unexpectedly, looking her right in the eyes. Trixie felt a crack form in her expression. 

"Yes I did," Trixie pushed out. "Otherwise we wouldn't make it to the show on time." Trixie suddenly felt the surge of her anger build up again, the feelings from the past half of a week on the road with Starlight. She could feel her face burning up. "You would just be mad at me again if I didn't make up for it like this. The Great and Powerful Trixie doesn't leave mistakes without trying to solve them!" 

Starlight wore a look of surprise and anger, snapping Trixie to realize how she'd begun to burst out. This wouldn't end well. 

"Oh, why do you have to be so stubborn?" Starlight mumbled with sharp tones. Her hands fiddled with her clothes, stale with mud and water stains still present. "The Great and Powerful Trixie wouldn't have to fix mistakes if she avoided the easy ones. This shortcut is completely on you and we didn't even need to take it!" 

"It is my fault!" Trixie burst out again. "I'm trying to own up to it, but you're mad at me anyways! No matter what I do, even if I choose to do nothing, you'll get huffy and pissed off and become a stamping bull!" Starlight narrowed her eyes at Trixie's enraged expression, and Trixie felt her heart skip frightfully. 

"Good for you. But this doesn't mean anything when you've been late before. No wonder you come home with half the money a tour should bring." Starlight said scathingly. 

The moment lowered into silence after Starlight's harsh but low voice dropped off the sheer cliff face of the line she shouldn't have crossed. Trixie didn't even have the energy to be angry at such an insult. She swam in a stew of muddled frustrations and feelings, almost swaying on her feet. She was aware of Starlight looking at her with sincere regret in her face, already begging to take back what she'd said in the heat of madness. But Trixie didn't find it in her to care if Starlight had meant her words or if it really was a mistake. 

"Trixie, that was wrong of me. Please forgive-." 

But Starlight's words were halted by a silent Trixie tossing her hat at the ground, crumpled from the grip she'd put on it. She darted away back into the van, climbing the steps and past every scrap of mess on the floor until she was at the wheel again. She was on autopilot, making the van start and going when Starlight's weight was mounted on the chassis. Both of them were silent once again, stewing in the same sick emotions festering between them. 

Trixie took a last glance at Starlight when she was sure her head was turned. Her girlfriend had grabbed the hat she'd tossed. She was holding it gingerly, even brushing off specks of dust from the brim. Looking back at the road, Trixie now knew for certain it had only been a hurtful mistake Starlight had made. That kept her from falling into a pit of despair, but she was still weighed down but the source of their entire argument. She'd messed up, again, with a simply stupid mistake that shouldn't have even been made. Even if she had tried her best to make up for this one, there'd be another that would come along and wreck their day. 

Trixie was tired but not sleepy. She could spend the next twelve hours driving the way to Las Pegasus. No matter what Starlight told her, she could do it. 

But a gentle prod from behind made Trixie flinch. Seeing Starlight standing over her, a stern look on her face, Trixie knew what she wanted. And some part of her sleep-deprived brain fell back on the logic of trading caravan duties as a crutch, because she didn't protest when she got up and let Starlight have the driver's seat. Instead, she chose to seal the moment away and simply collapse onto the bed for just a wink of sleep.

Over those twelve hours of travel, the drive was as calm as could be. The road was without major bumps, no more bad weather hit the two women, the city stayed in sight the entire time with no bends or turns in the road to distract them, and the uneventful last leg of the journey allowed the two to let the heat of the argument die down once more. It allowed a semblance of peace to descend upon them and open a path through the tension between them. The frustration was still there, but it didn't cloud their eyes from the truth of the situation. 

During the second half of the day, the caravan drove through a small town on the outskirts of the city. It only saw success from being a pre-Las Pegasus destination, and it modeled itself accordingly. All the advertisement reflected its proximity to the city of debauchery and just how close the visitors were to making to that magical oasis out west in Equestria. Thankfully for the two girlfriends, that meant they had an abundance of options for a last-night rest stop at some sleazy cart stop. It would be the last one before they got shown to Trixie's reserved spot in the city that she stayed in during every tour in the area, so they needn't stress about a bad night of sleep. It seemed impossible given their collective exhaustion, especially Trixie. She had forced herself to only take short naps as a sort of penance, despite being the one mad at Starlight.

Starlight pulled the caravan into the lot of stopped carts, all hustled together under the watch of the management building that oversaw the rented spaces. They were further from the packed bulk of the fellow caravans, able to maintain some semblance of privacy even in the vicinity of other ponies. 

As the van drove into the correct position, Trixie stuck her head out the window, her eyes scanning the area. It looked the same to her as it always did: small, dingy yet cozy, reeking too much like alcohol and piss for her liking. But she liked it for some reason. When the caravan stopped, Trixie made a beeline for the backdoor and stepped out into the cracked pavement of the lot, her feet finding fresh ground to stand on. She stretched her arms high above her head in an attempt to stave away the knots forming in her torso and was startled by a pat on her flexing shoulders by the other unicorn. 

"Let's try to get something to eat." Starlight suggested to her, no signs of malice in her voice. She wanted Trixie to get away from the bad feelings in her mind, and this was part of her plan to put that into effect. "We could use it. It's been a long time without proper food." 

Starlight was grateful when Trixie simply nodded, but she was concerned by her lack of words. She watched her girlfriend stalk off with a purpose in her direction, leading Starlight to someplace in particular. She was grateful to see a restaurant in the direction they were heading, and one that Trixie herself apparently knew well enough to go there intently. 

The meal there wasn't much ado. Silence uncomfortably sat between them atop their plates, dampening an otherwise deliciously greasy meal. The two unicorns seemed on the verge of words every few minutes, be it through a purposeful glance, or a pause in their hands over the table. Even with the intention, there was no word of conversation borne of the two ponies. 

By the time they exited the restaurant, after some raunchy, one-sided banter from a bartender that knew Trixie from past visits, the sky was turning orange with the sun being lowered close to the horizon. It wasn't evening just yet, but it seemed to be through squinted eyes. Despite the time not being that of rest, the two women retreated back to their joint residence nearby, still not a word spoken between them. Even sitting inside the caravan, nothing was said. 

Starlight had to do something. She was afraid her girlfriend might even despise her at the point for her cruel words, even though she gave no indication of such. It was just her autopilot going on for longer than normal, nothing more. Starlight was aware of how Trixie got when she dealt with a lot of emotion at this stage in her life, and the fact that she was worrying almost made her feel silly. But watching Trixie sit on the bed, listlessly staring off into space without a thought visible on her sunken face, it made her worry far more than she should ever need to. But what could be done? Force a conversation? Starlight knew how that option ended. She'd just be pushing something that Trixie wasn't ready for yet. And staying silent and letting Trixie come to her wouldn't work either. That would just result in both their anxiety climbing and putting a final period on the awful side of this trip. 

But before Starlight chose her course of action, Trixie was staring at her. Her face was neutral, if a bit strained. She looked like she could choke on her words. 

"While I'm up, I should pay some familiar faces a visit. No sense only seeing them on the way out if I can help it." Trixie muttered, rising to her feet. Starlight watched her sulk off to the door before looking at her one last time. "I'm not mad, Star. I'm just looking for time." 

And the door closed behind her. Starlight felt a rush of relief course through her until it was almost overwhelming for her to behold. Trixie wasn't mad at her. She could totally believe her words, and she said she wasn't mad at her. The realization that she hadn't made another mistake in her journey of redemption nearly made teardrops dot her lashes in small beads. She sank into her seat, opposite the bed. With a huge weight lifted off her neck, she could finally drift towards other concerns. 

And she was ashamed to find her mind had wondered to her pent-up frustration of another kind. She'd just been worrying herself to death about the status of her relationship, and this is what she went to after it was spelled out to her that there was no immediate trouble. But it was also such a creeping, hovering issue of hers that she'd gotten used to its presence, and now it was so prominent in her mind and she couldn't escape it and she needed relief now of all times-. 

Okay, slow down, Star. Starlight steadied herself and rose to her feet, swaying her hands in a calming motion. She absentmindedly made her way to the bed. It still smelled like her. It's nothing to be ashamed of. Just something adult that adults deal with. And besides, you've been practically begging for some time alone, and it can't be that hard to take advantage of a few hours of solitude. Starlight sank into the mattress, her hand gripping the sheets. She could smell raspberry here. Trixie will be gone for a while, and she won't any the wiser to you being a little personal with yourself. Yeah, it'll be a quick fixer-upper and you'll be good as new.

Starlight found herself undoing her pant button and sliding in. The first touch she made in what felt like weeks was like fire searing into her, though she didn't visibly react beyond a grimace and an exhale through a slack jaw. Delving deeper, that's when her face burning with fire beneath her cheeks that made her feel the warmth everywhere now. Her digits moved on autopilot, sinking into her folds while they were contained in her pants. She slowly lowered herself as she ventured deeper, each inch of her back meeting the bed sheets in a tense descent downwards. 

Her fingers were now inside, specifically her right middle and ring fingers. She was pumping in and out, making her jeans stretch just that tiny but that made it evident just how she was toying with herself. Starlight sank her head onto one of the bed's pillows, incidentally enough. She was relaxed though stirred up in the way she wanted. On a particularly deep thrust, she rocked her head aside. Her nose was met with her. The presence of her there, deeply ingrained into her pillow that it could never be washed out. 

Time flew like no other time. Starlight felt dizzy. Disorientating was the word she was. Her nose took deep whiffs of that scent. It was cheap perfume, easily only a few bits to purchase. Yet only she had that fragrance. That scent. It drove her mad. Starlight's eyes rolled into her head as she found the clit. She made silent cries circling that spot. Her world was spinning. She felt rolling down a hill on her side; tumbling weightless in a vacuum; spinning on a swivel chair. This sensation was so inescapable it was infuriating. 

Why?

Starlight winced and pressed her head into the pillow. 

Why can't I get it?

She bit into the pillow to muffle herself. She could taste her. 

Why can't I fucking reach it!?

Hours flew by like seconds, and minutes crawled like days. Time didn't make sense to the magical genius. No matter how she rubbed, it wasn't enough. Her jeans were stained. She could still feel her in this scent. 

Please let me in. Starlight pressed her fingers hard into the pleasure button, her heart racing. The pulses of shock ran up her spine so tantalizingly. Yet nothing was born of it. She cried verbally into the pillow, muffled by the cloth. A door opened. Starlight was bound and determined to reach the end of the tunnel. 

PLEEEASE-!

Starlight then snapped out of her trance and her world collapsed back into reality damp and crowded. Trixie was standing in the doorway, her feet still on the doorsteps to the caravan. Her eyes were wider than they'd ever been before. Her entire face was consumed by a deep maroon of embarrassment the likes of which only a filly seeing a porn magazine could achieve. 

"Trixie-!?" Starlight shriek, utterly flabbergasted and flailing like a newborn animal to make herself modest. Even as she hunched over, her hand was still trapped in her pants, the tightness and soaked fabric keeping it there. She stumbled over her next words with the prose of a toddler babbling randomly. Trixie couldn't even guess what her girlfriend was attempting to say, but that took backseat to the sight she had just beheld. 

She just watched her girlfriend in the absolute throes of pleasure and masturbating while laying on her pillow. Trixie's pillow. 

No amount of booze could erase that. Or compete with the searing hear of her blushing. 

"I-I-I-I-!" Trixie tried to speak, but her own words caught stuck in her gullet. After stumbling over themselves in a combined failed attempt to speak, they let silence settle to blanket the room in any sense of calm. Trixie kept total eye contact with Starlight, and definitely did not divert her attention for any reason. With her senses somewhat returned, she attempted to speak again. 

"I-I'm sorry t-to intrude on you. It's just been t-t-two hours and I wanted to check... on you." A better sentence was formed from the unicorn's mouth. But she was at a loss for what to do at the point of apology. Especially when Starlight seemed stunned in statuesque stillness. "I uh... um... I-I shouldn't intrude. I still have... friends to, um... visit. Yes, friends to visit. I'll l-leave you in p-p-peace." Trixie fumbled the words out of her as she backed down the steps again. "I'msosorry-." She parsed quickly before the door cut her off. 

Starlight was left completely at a loss for what to do. On top of the embarrassment of being caught in a private moment, Trixie's reaction made it feel like a much more mortifying ordeal than it was in reality. It was just two girlfriends having an accident of intrusion. But why did it seem a completely taboo situation? She couldn't even bring herself to resume chasing what she'd been so close to achieving. Looking at her hand, all she felt was dirty and filthy. 

Starlight didn't even register the fact that there were no footsteps receding away from the caravan. Trixie was still present outside the van, collapsed under her own weight by the steps from the shivering sensation she'd gotten. And in a shameless, mortifying act, Trixie had her hand around the erection in her skirt and was pumping away in desperation. 

Trixie held a hand to her face, her palm burning from the heat of her blood rushing in her cheeks. Her breath was shallow and rushed. She could only see the image again and again. It replayed obsessively, ever aspect of it. The stench of Starlight's arousal hitting her nose. The sight of her cute expression as she rubbed one out. The sound of her muffled moans against Trixie's pillow. My pillow.

Trixie's eyes rolled back and she had to silence a guttural groan. Her hips were bucking against her hand pathetically. Her cock pulsed and released her load, sending rope after rope through the precum-soaked panties she still had wrapped around her cock and stretching with her length. She couldn't stop her orgasm as much as it felt so good to do this. 

When it was all over, Trixie was just a sticky, embarrassing mess on the concrete floor. Her clothes were stained and her hand was coated in undesirable fluids that made her feel gross. Her mind was disturbingly clear, which made the reality of her chose that much worse for her. Not even a practiced cleaning spell did anything to erase the guilt and disgust her mind held. She never could manage to scrub that from her. She turned her head to the backdoor of the caravan, she didn't even have the gall to blush. She simply scoffed at herself and walked off like she said she would, stumbling on weak legs as she adjusted her clothes. 

★・・・・・・★・・・・・・★

The next morning, both mares awoke at the same time. How both of them ended up in the caravan together again, neither had a clue. But the fact of it was that Trixie was in the bed and Starlight was on the floor with neither able to recall how they ended up like that. The sleep deprivation of the night before had stolen their memory away from after collective exhaustion settled into their heads. But that didn't make opening a conversation any easier between them. Looking at each other with a mutual confusion among them, they simply went about their morning and saved the issue of their blackout for another time. 

All they did was hurriedly rush to dress themselves in new garments. Maybe to get away from the memory of what they'd done to themselves. Starlight pulled her clothes off with great eagerness, ridding herself of the stain left in the crotch of her jeans. Tossing them and her panties aside, she grabbed a pair of short and slid them on, only to notice something yet again. Trixie, staring, in an unhostile way. Only when Starlight paused did the stare break, and she resumed pulling on her shorts. 

After getting dressed, the two took another look at each other. Starlight wore a short pair of shorts with leggings covering the rest of her lower half. She had on a small shirt with a short-sleeve jacket overtop of that. Trixie was wearing her usual showwoman outfit, a long-sleeve garment, a flaring skirt and go-go boots with platforms. Her hair was magically floofed to a voluminous size. They took in each other's sights without the ick of their bad journey dragging them down or the muck clouding their image. They both knew they were ponies each were attracted to. Seeing themselves again reminded them that their spat was just a temporary one. But the complication of last night threw another wrench into the system, unfortunately for the unicorns. 

"Um..." Starlight started. "I'm sorry if I made you uncomfortable last night. I know you've been wanting to take things slow, and seeing that isn't... slow, so..." But Starlight was surprised to see Trixie hurry off to the driver's seat. She pursed her lips as she watched her girlfriend mill about as silently as ever. She worried for her. 

"Please talk to me, Trixie. I hate being in the dark with you." 

"Save your breath. Trixie is just fine this lovely morning." The blue unicorn snapped back at her, a bite in her voice that Starlight instantly identified as her stage voice. Starlight grumbled at Trixie's obvious attempt to mask herself. 

"You can't fool me," Starlight countered. "I know you too well." Starlight marched closer to the driver's seat to more closely read her girlfriend. 

"There is no need to implore a deeper answer from the Great and Powerful Trixie! She is as normal as a mare can be." Trixie was facing away and hunching over the wheel, but Starlight read the subtle clues before her. She was gripping the wheel tighter than normal, her head stayed pointed solidly away from Starlight, and her response let Starlight know how much this affected her. 

"If seeing me masturbating was too... intimate," Starlight continued. "Then I'll own up to that. But if it's something else, I want to know about it." Starlight saw Trixie flinch at the word 'masturbating'. 

"We need to get to Las Pegasus," Trixie snapped. "In the next day if we wanna comfortably make it to the tour, and Trixie is not interested in being late again." Trixie tried to deflect again. She even got in drive and started pulling away from the lot with the other carts, and Starlight saw them retreat as they went down the dirt path into Las Pegasus. But a long, intense stare from behind made Trixie crack some of her façade after a few minutes of driving. "Okay, yes, it was too intimate!" Trixie finally confessed, her cheeks going bright red as the memory returned. "It was uncomfortable, it was weird, it was completely unexpected, yes, all of those things. Are you happy now?" 

"Of course not," Starlight quickly rebutted, sitting nearby to continue. "I'm a concerned mare looking out for her girlfriend and this calls for me breaking in and asking questions. And my next one is, is there anything I can do to make you feel better?" She asked sincerely, catching Trixie's eye from beside her. 

Once the road they were on became a straight, smooth path, Trixie took her eyes off the road to give Starlight a pained stare. Starlight had never seen her like this before. Snarky and condescending? Yes. Defensively overconfident and deflective? Sure. But not in pain for something she's involved in. She never showed that side of her emotional spectrum; Starlight usually had to read the room or pick up cues to tell when Trixie was going through the motions. 

"Trixie is certainly fine without her girlfriend's intervention." Trixie was now shutting it down, much to Starlight's exasperation. She was erasing any sign of the conversation having affected her. "I promise, you, Starlight, will not have to fret over such frivolous things. Now I just need to get my show outfit ready for tonight, and that leaves no room for emotional baggage." Starlight slumped into her seat at the realization that Trixie was throwing herself into her work. Again. 

"But..." Trixie spoke up, and Starlight's ears twitched. "I will give you a great and powerful apology for making this trip so unbearable. I'll make it up to you by tomorrow, when I don't have a show. I- I mean, Trixie promises." 

Starlight felt her heart rise with affection for her girlfriend. With Trixie speaking like this she was showing signs of climbing out of the hole she was in. And she was showing the kind of introspection that showed how far she'd progressed since her villainous days. It was a courtesy she'd really only been able to express to her. Despite their missteps, they showed promise. 

Now they just needed to survive the magic tour nights together.
> An Expected Amount of Smut.
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Walking into the hotel room in Las Pegasus, Starlight felt her stress melt away just looking at it.

It was a luxurious setting, adorned with polished wood and gold, decked out with a huge queen size bed and a rocking TV, and supplied with a great view of the Las Pegasus strip below the room. There was complimentary room service the first night, a mini bar stacked with enough drink and food to feed them for the next three days with just those supplies, and it looked newly made to top it all off. Starlight had no idea that Trixie had this sort of arrangement with the city this whole time. It was doubly surprising when she saw Trixie take no part in any of the luxuries before her and instead collapse in an armchair near the window. 

Starlight took in the sight of her exhausted girlfriend in the evening sun. The blue of her fur blended into the blue left in the sky after the sun had chased it away. She looked tired. Nothing more, nothing worse, just tired from the journey. 

Maybe it was a good time to forgive her for the recent mishaps. 

Starlight quickly closed the gap between them. Trixie, still very awake, looked up at the mare and watched her bend over and plant her hands on the armrests of the chair. They were face to face with Starlight atop the other unicorn. Trixie couldn't keep her eyes from wandering the field of view she had of the mare standing over her. The sunlight made her silhouette rather accentuated in her eyes. 

"Trixie, I have something to say." Starlight said simply. 

"Trixie can tell." Trixie said snootily. 

"I just want to say," Starlight continued, ignoring Trixie's usual arrogance. "That I don't have any hard feelings about the journey here. I truly don't, I forgive everything that has happened." 

"Even if I'm a failure of an entertainer?" Trixie mumbled darkly. 

Starlight knew that was coming. She wasn't going to let it hold her back from the conversation they sorely needed. 

"I should've have said that. I know for a fact how hard you work to keep yourself afloat. That's not even including what you spend on me to make me happy." Starlight remembered the extravagant dates they'd been on in the last six months. Had they only been together that long? 

"The Great and Powerful Trixie does not need platitudes." Trixie said with a pout. "I'm hurt, yes, but it's far from the worst thing I've ever heard. You should hear what a passionate crowd says when a magician fails to deliver." Trixie smirked with a 'hmph' under her breath. 

Starlight figured that Trixie would bring humor to the table. But she was determined to make it truly okay. 

"I hope you accept my apology for being a bad girlfriend. I'm truly sorry for saying something so disrespectful. I will do anything to make it up to you so that you can forgive me." Trixie looked surprised at her words, eyes wide and mouth tight with a struggle to form words. Starlight looked into her eyes with a hopeful gaze. Now the ball was in Trixie's court. 

"The Great... I mean, I don't know what to say." Trixie admitted honestly. Her cheeks were tinted pink. Starlight broke out into a smile for the silly mare and cupped her face with a hand. 

"Say what you feel. Remember, I don't judge you for what you say when it comes from the heart." 

Emboldened by Starlight's words, Trixie felt her heart swell for her. She knew what she felt, yes, but that didn't make it any easier to spill it. But this was something important, so she had to do it! 

"I forgive you, Starlight. And I mean it. I wouldn't lie about something so precious as the Great and Sincere Trixie's forgiveness." Trixie's eyes flashed with sureness, bringing a little giggle out of Starlight's lips. That sound was wonderful to Trixie. To think she didn't even know it until so short a time ago. Now she couldn't even picture a tour journey without her unicorn by her side. Trixie never imagined she could feel this way about a mare and not feel guilty about those feelings. She wanted to repay Starlight for those feelings. And she had an idea. 

"You never finished what you started last night, did you?" Trixie asked innocently enough. Starlight blinked, her humor replaced by curiosity and slight confusion. 

"What do you mean?" She asked so openly. 

Trixie's hands wrapped around her neck and pulled her downward. It elicited a sharp yelp from the unicorn. They looked each other in the eye from inches away, one's gaze radiating with mischievous intent and the other's full of realization and a hint of embarrassment for having to be answered so obviously. Trixie grinned, for her resolve to make Starlight's night, and the fact that she was actually going through with it. She used one of her legs to pull Starlight onto her knees and closer to her on the chair. Now Starlight was the one looking up at her girlfriend. 

"Does this make it more clear, Star?" Trixie asked rhetorically. 

"If you wanted to be a little intimate, you could've just a-asked." Starlight stammered, clearly not having a true problem with Trixie's forwardness. 

"You don't sound like you mind me taking what I want," Trixie bared a toothy grin at Starlight. "Now, I think you making it up to me will entail some... manual labor, so to speak." Trixie spoke in innuendo, a skill she found she had considerable natural talent in. She pulled her hands away from Starlight's face as she focused elsewhere. 

Now Trixie was using the same leg she'd just used to press between Starlight's thighs, her shin pressing against her mound. Starlight's face quickly coated itself in a healthy shade of red, cueing the effectiveness of Trixie's antics. The blue unicorn's smile grew wider as she lifted her foot and nudged the top of her boot against Starlight's crotch. That made the pink unicorn jump in place, her eyes shining with disbelief as her body flooded with heat. Trixie didn't seem to be doing too badly for herself. 

Bound and determined to not be shown up so soon, Starlight angled her gaze back at her girlfriend's. It now had initiative, smoldering initiative, subtly burning in her irises. Trixie's smile showed a crack in her confidence. 

"You're pretty bold for a newbie." Starlight muttered playfully, just for Trixie to hear. Her hand clasped onto Trixie's leg, just above where her boots cut off. "But I think you have a little more playing to go before you can get the jump on me, my little magician." Starlight's sultry words were capped off with a hand rushing under Trixie's skirt and grasping what Starlight sought. 

That was the first step downward. Now Trixie was stark red in the face, all of the confident dominance gone from her expression and replaced by a malleable submissiveness. Starlight found that it was a much better look on her girlfriend. She gave her package a gentle squeeze, causing Trixie to jump in place. A perfect mirror of what she'd done to Starlight. The two of them stared in silence after that subtle action. Starlight studied Trixie carefully out of a deep-set concern that didn't even appear on her face. She thought maybe this could be too much. Was she going too fast? Being too forward? 

But to her surprise, Trixie only bucked back in retaliation. The mare stamped her foot onto the soft carpet below and sat up, reinforcing just who was looking up to who. She bore an adorably angry expression, a pout almost coming out of such a display of her frustration. 

"Do not underestimate the Great and Powerful Trixie!" Trixie bellowed boldly. "I will make you, Starlight Glimmer, earn your forgiveness for such an undeniable transgression!" Starlight loved when she made Trixie so flustered. 

Then Trixie's fingers gripped at Starlight's face, smooshing her cheeks under her grasp. Starlight definitely didn't expect such strength, and was forced to peer upward at Trixie's victorious, gleaming eyes. Once Starlight was left immobile and with hover hands around Trixie's body, the blue unicorn smirked condescendingly. She leaned down to plant a gentle kiss on Starlight's forehead. How great and powerfully sensual. 

"What did I tell you, Star?" Trixie boasted softly. 

"You're right, oh Great and Powerful," Starlight conceded through smooshed lips. "I apologize for underestimating someone so skilled at the arts of seduction." As much as she was going along with a bit, there was sincerity in the words. "It's just, ah, you're gripping a smidge too tight, Trix." 

That was the next step downward. Trixie blinked in surprise and quickly pulled her hand away in a split-second reaction. 

"Oh, fudge. Does it hurt?" Trixie mumbled in doting concern. Her fingers gently massaged where she'd grabbed Starlight, visible by little red marks from the pressure she'd applied. 

"Barely, Trixie, you're totally fine," Starlight assured her nonchalantly. "But I believe you interrupted me, my little magician." 

Starlight's hand went right for Trixie's skirt again, this time taking the cloth and pulling it upward until Trixie was exposed. As Trixie glanced downward in surprise, Starlight pushed her until her back was pressed against the chair back. Her hat fell onto her lap after being dislodged by the sharp movement. Now Trixie was slouching in her seat, staring up at her girlfriend sitting above her with her nethers exposed to her. What a position to find herself in. 

Starlight had one knee resting on an armrest to trap Trixie where she was. Her short skirt allowed the unicorn below her a view of her own panties, stained lightly with the effect Trixie had on her. But both of their attention was on the bulge in Trixie's panties, her matching set causing a strain in the fabric containing it. It was even stained like Starlight's a mark of precum at the tip of the tent. "Now that's a sight I like to see," Starlight bared her own grin down at Trixie. "Nice and hard for me, a nice compliment for my efforts to appease you. Now..." She then thrusted her hips downward and pressed her crotch into Trixie's. 

"...let's get to the good part, my little magician." 

That was the final step. Trixie's face burned with embarrassment hot on her cheeks, her eyes opened wide with dilated, shaky pupils. When her tent twitched in response against Starlight's mound, Trixie's hands shot up and gripped Starlight's biceps with an urgent seriousness in the way she held her. Starlight quickly met her eyes with the sensuality of her attitude quickly retreating to the back of her mind. She saw Trixie struggling visibly with her internal thoughts, eyes shifting unsurely now that she had pushed the pause button. "Did I hurt you with that move?" Starlight asked, pulling herself off her crotch and giving a wide berth to it. 

"N-No..." Trixie admitted in a strained voice. Her arms held at Starlight's and pushed her away from her. As Starlight was pushed to her knees on the carpet, Trixie was correcting her skirt and laying it flat on her legs. She'd closed off her intimate side, shrinking into her seat and hiding the erection she had from their play just seconds ago. Her eyes avoided Starlight's, be it out of shame or embarrassment. Starlight gripped her fists at her side, her chest filling with a swelling of frustration. 

"Trixie, if it was too much, tell me. If I went too far with my play, tell me. If you don't want to continue this and stay away from sex for the rest of this relationship, just tell me!" Starlight raised her voice. "I don't like this! I don't like silence from you! I want to trust you like how I want you to trust me, but I can't do that if you don't talk. Just tell me something and I'll do it, I swear. Please, I need you to communicate." Starlight wasn't angry or disappointed. She was desperate for a clue to get, something she could act on reliably for these kinds of things. 

"I want to stop right now." Trixie stated clearly enough. 

"Okay, we'll stop. But can you tell me why?" Starlight had framed it as asking why they were stopping, but they both knew it was a much broader question. A question of why for every insecurity Trixie held in her heart. 

"I-I can't, Starlight Glimmer." Trixie muttered shamefully. "I cannot talk right now. I'm sorry, but I can't. Not right now. Not now..." 

"...okay." Starlight murmured at Trixie's answer. Trixie glanced up in surprise. "If you need time, I'll give it. Then we can talk. When your show is over tomorrow night, we can talk. You can tell me then what you can't right now. 

"Goodnight, Trixie." Starlight stood up calmly from the floor and marched off towards the bed. She fell onto one side, leaving room for the other unicorn in case she wanted it. But Trixie stayed where she was for now, sitting by her lonesome in the needlessly ornate chair by the window, where sunlight had all but disappeared from the sky behind her. Grimacing silently, her mind whirred like a storm for what she could've and should've done. It would've been easy to describe how being on the bottom with no safety net made her scared out of her mind. It would've saved her all this trouble if she'd just said how she hated herself. But no, it never was easy for Trixie Lulamoon. 

Trixie didn't mean to, but she ended up falling asleep in the chair. She was too scared to sleep next to Starlight. 

★・・・・・・★・・・・・・★

The following evening presented its challenges for both mares. They had remained separate for the day prior, waiting amongst themselves for Trixie's show to begin and be over with. It was stressful to wait for such a close deadline when everything would be confronted, but still so far away that counting the seconds was excruciating. 

Starlight had found herself on the edges of the show audience by the time the sun was falling to the west. It was an amphitheater performance the first night, with open skies and an open air stage production. It recalled early shows in Ponyville when she was still starting out. She had a ticket to every event Trixie did out of compliment of being her significant other, but it felt different using it this time. It felt like an obligation; to Trixie specifically. It was a message that she had indeed intended to make her honor her word of talking. Starlight stared up at the stage wordlessly amid the excited whispers around her from waiting, adoring fans. She was only interested in seeing Trixie avoid messing up her act. 

Trixie emerged onto the stage on autopilot. Her mind was in showwoman mode, and she'd checked out of the performance herself long before she left backstage. Despite her enthusiastic voice and energetic gesturing and spectacular tricks, her heart wasn't into it. The show didn't carry that spark that she always drove herself to bring as much as she could muster. Sure, this night was just as good as every other one in the bank, but the light in her eyes were absent. Her mind was thinking about other things while her body took care of her obligations. She could only worry about the outcome of the after-show, when everything would come down to her. She spent the entire show desperately scrounging up every last word of excuse and explanation she could muster. 

With a final round of fireworks all across the stage, the show was over. It was enjoyable, but not investing. With Trixie's mind on other things, her fans were left wondering why it didn't pan out the way it normally did. They also wondered why Trixie was rushing off to backstage and not partaking in her usual fan meet-and-greet and showboating. She normally never missed one of those. 

Trixie walked past the staff that had made this possible without even undoing her costume and makeup. She only took off her hat, undid the tighter buckles of her boots, and parted her hair the usual way. She only murmured thanks and congratulations as she walked towards her caravan, parked several meters away from the bulk of the backstage and on its lonesome. She saw a specific somepony sitting on the steps to the backdoor already, waiting for her. Trixie walked until she stood in front of her, Starlight looking up at her expectantly. 

"No more walking on eggshells." Starlight said in simple terms. Trixie nodded in acknowledgement. 

"No more running." Trixie agreed. 

Starlight scooted down the step she was sitting on and patted the free space next to her for Trixie to join her. She did, resting her legs in front of her and leaning against Starlight's arm. Starlight brushed a strand from Trixie's face gently. "Okay, please tell me. Why do you not like being intimate?" 

"Erm." Trixie gulped, the unease already surfacing. "The Great and Powerful Trixie doesn't like being exposed." 

"Hm?" Starlight asked wordlessly, leaning in. "What do you mean?" 

"I-I don't like being... naked." Trixie explained more clearly. "It feels wrong. Having my body be exposed to you, when it's such a mismatch of parts, it doesn't feel good. It's like a slot machine and one of the reels is the wrong one." Starlight nodded as she took this in. She hadn't been aware of Trixie dealing with these feelings. Trixie stared at her legs, covered by her tall boots and her modest skirt. "I'm a girl but I have a dick. Those statements just... don't go together. It feels like one of those is a lie, and it's fact that I have a-." 

"Stop." Trixie halted when she heard the firm command from the unicorn next to her. She glanced at her, hoping that her stopping was the right thing to do. "You are a woman, Trixie Lulamoon. You are a girl, a lady, a woman just the same as the mare you love. I will not have you saying untrue things about yourself." She then wrapped an arm around her girlfriend's shoulder to bring her closer. Trixie's face felt hot. She leaned into Starlight and the two of them shared a moment of intimacy. True, unmistakable intimacy. 

"Thank you for telling me." Starlight thanked her. "I know what you're talking about. I... read about it when you told me about it. I know my facts, and your discomfort is perfectly fine. It's valid." She decided it was best not to mention to Trixie that Twilight had done the vast majority of the research at her request. Trixie smiled softly as she hugged herself to Starlight's side. "Now that I know that, why do you still start things? Like last night. If you don't like being naked, why attempt something when you're uncomfortable with it?" 

"Why do you put up with habits the Great and Powerful Trixie has? Or why ponies get gifts that make somepony else happy despite it not making sense, or an allergic pony living with a dog the other has?" Trixie expounded extravagantly. "It's because you love them. You want to do things to make them happy, even if it isn't exactly what you want. I love you and I know you have needs, so I want to take care of them." 

"But, Trixie!" Starlight protested, much to Trixie's surprise. "Sex isn't a place of compromise. You have to be just as comfortable as the other pony, or else it's just a chore or an obligation. I don't want that for you! If I have to resign to toys to take care of my needs because you don't want to have sex, that's the way it'll be. I'm not going to force you into something you don't like. That's not what a girlfriend does." 

Trixie was stunned, the breath stolen from her chest. She stared at Starlight's resolute expression and detected no hint of regret or fabrication in it. She had truly meant every word. Sniffling once, Trixie wrapped her hand around Starlight's and held it dearly. 

"That's a great and powerful promise, Star. Can I count on that?" Trixie asked timidly. 

"One hundred percent." Starlight answered powerfully. With the new boundary set, a weight lifted off of the two unicorns. Trixie was now open about her discomfort, and Starlight was able to see a border she wasn't meant to cross. "Thank Celestia we talked about this..." Starlight murmured lightly. "But I'm still curious. Part of your discomfort was me. It was like I was too much last night. We did a little back and forth and didn't really find good footing. Do you wanna talk about that?" Trixie gulped yet again, her mind abuzz once more. 

"Er, well... That's not necessarily... I mean, the Great and Powerful Trixie does not fret over-." 

"Spit it out, Trix." Starlight blurted. 

IReallyLikeBeingDominatedButIDon'tKnowHowToFeelAboutThatAndIShutDownWhenISeeYouAboutToDominatrixMeHolyShitIt'sSoHot-!" 

The pause that was borne of Trixie's confession was a very, very potent one. Starlight stared like a frozen statue at her girlfriend with a hand raised and Trixie stared with wide, deer-in-the-headlight eyes as she feared the worst from this blurt of all blurts. They shuffled in place as the words of Trixie's confession bounced between them. Then Starlight broke the stillness between them by placing her hand on Trixie's thigh. 

"I, um, don't mind that either." Starlight confessed in kind. 

For Trixie, that was the bombshell. She closed her mouth as she looked Starlight in the eyes. Her expression shifted between many different emotions; frustration, happiness, anger, confusion, doubt, and finally relief. With a huge sigh, Trixie rested her head on Starlight's shoulder, her chest heaving with the final weight departing her and leaving her with easy breathing. She opened her eyes and looked into Starlight's concerned gaze. Judging from the way she relaxed, Trixie thought her relief got through to her. She sat up and turned to face Starlight, holding both of her hands. 

"Star, I promise I mean this. I want to have sex with you. I swear to you I'm comfortable now. Just give this a chance." Trixie proffered to Starlight. She gasped softly in response. Trixie's hopeful gaze was met with a nod of acceptance. The two fell into a short kiss, but Trixie felt like her lips were set on fire by the embrace. They would be okay. 

★・・・・・・★・・・・・・★

Before she knew it, she was waiting alone outside, her outfit sorta deconstructed. Starlight had asked for some of her clothes and some time to prepare, and disappeared into the caravan to get ready. Trixie sat upright and politely as she waited patiently, her fists resting palm down on her knees. Starlight had promised to give it her all, whatever that meant for Trixie. Her face was pink with blush and her heart thumped against her chest. She was impressed at how nervous she was, yet she wasn't apprehensive for what Starlight had planned. 

She'd already magicked and wiped away as much of the makeup from her face as she could and undid the corset underneath her shirt. She'd taken off her gloves and set her cape aside, and with her boots and hat taken by her girlfriend, she was only left with so much of her showwoman outfit. Normally undressing after a show felt freeing, but it felt like truly undressing this time. 

"Trixie." Starlight's voice came from the cracked door of the caravan, drawing Trixie towards the sound swiftly. "Enter the van and close the door behind you." Tugging on her shirt collar, Trixie walked up the steps and slowly emerged into the caravan. Not wanting to leave anything up to chance, she closed the door with both hands, making sure it softly shut and didn't make excessive noise. Turning around, she was greeted by a hell of a sight. Starlight, wearing her boots, and her hat, and her cape. And nothing else. She proudly in the center of the van with a hand on her hip, her body bare for Trixie to behold. Trixie stared shamelessly, her jaw slack. Starlight gave a smirk for Trixie that lit a fire in her stomach. "Now be a good girl and lock it too." 

Trixie's hand fumbled for the lock and eventually found it, but not without rattling the knob and nearly tripping herself to find it without parting her gaze from the perfect painting of erotica in front of her. When the lock was set, Starlight lifted a hand and curled her finger. Then she pointed it at the floor in front of her. "Come here and kneel. I want to see if you've got what it takes to be a submissive." Trixie was a little too eager to follow orders, as she sped towards Starlight and almost clobbered her. But Starlight kept her cool and didn't flinch, only fixed the hat back into position as she made eye contact with Trixie. Pointing again, she made sure Trixie got the message and watched her sink to her knees onto the rog beneath them. 

Trixie's heart thumped so loudly in her ear she was sure that Starlight could hear it. She has to, right? It's like a drum in my ear! Is this the wrong thing? Is this not supposed to happen? Am I failing already? All of the pesky, buzzing thoughts were sent away with a gust as Starlight's hands cupped Trixie's chin, holding her gaze with her and giving the kneeling unicorn a clear message in her eyes. Leave the worrying to her.

"You're eager. I'll count that in your favor." Starlight said mercifully to Trixie. To her surprise, Trixie felt a strange happiness making her chest light like a balloon. Was that normal? Am I supposed to be concerned about that? Is-? But she forced her thoughts to a halt by remembering who was in charge. It was Starlight, so leave it to her. "Hey, Trixie." She got the unicorn's attention quickly. "Safe word's anchovy. Remember it." Starlight winked at Trixie assuringly. "Now, I'm going to ask a question. I expect an honest answer." Starlight then bent over at the hip, holding herself up with her hands on her knees. Trixie's breath escaped her with Starlight so close now. "What do you want?" 

Such a question caused a bit of a blue screen for the poor unicorn. Her mouth flapped as she struggled for a quick answer, but nothing came to her. She looked frightfully at Starlight without an answer, but her calm, collected presence made the fear less so. Her lack of an answer wasn't bad. Okay, that I can work with. Trixie gulped and thought more calmly. When she had something, she spoke with a timid, reserved voice. 

"I-I want to feel good. At peace." She answered Starlight, only to receive a curled lip in Starlight's expression. Blinking, Trixie watched Starlight raise a hand a gently slap her cheek with her fingers. 

"I apologize, I meant something more specific." Starlight clarified, easing the doubt in Trixie's mind. "I mean, what do you want from me, as your dom? Is it peace of mind? Is it to be controlled? Is it something more specific, a fetish? I am here to deliver that, just as you are here to deliver something to me." 

"W-What is that, Starlight?" Trixie asked before thinking. 

Starlight used the hand on Trixie's face to grip both of her cheeks in a soft but firm hold. Trixie's heart flipped when she saw the steely look in those eyes. Then they softened once more, maybe out of mercy for the poor girl. 

"First, if you say anything, you will address me as Ms. Glimmer until I say otherwise. Got it?" Starlight asked, her voice curt and clipped. 

"Yes, Ms. Glimmer." Trixie murmured through the grip on her face. 

"Second," Starlight let go of Trixie but still stand bent over her. "I will worry about that. I will correct any mistakes on your part, so just follow my orders, and you will do your job of serving me. Is this understood?" Trixie nodded quietly, but another tilt of Starlight's head made her choke on her mistake. 

"Y-Yes, Ms. Glimmer!" Trixie quickly corrected herself, much to Starlight's internal amusement. 

"Good girl." Trixie hid just how good such praise made her feel. Starlight pulled herself upright and walked around the kneeling mare. When she disappeared from view behind her, Trixie shivered as Starlight's fingers ran their way through her luscious hair. She gasped shortly with a sudden tug, her head pulling backwards and looking upwards at Starlight peering down at her. "You still haven't answered me. What is it you want to experience here tonight?" Trixie stared right into Starlight's calm eyes filled with a contained fire. She knew what her answer was. 

"I-I want to be controlled!" Trixie exclaimed. "I want you to be in charge, Ms. Glimmer. I want you, dominating me, controlling me, using me. I'm your toy, Ms. Glimmer.." 

Before Trixie could answer anymore, she was pulled yet again by the hair, making her mouth open with a bare cry just leaking out. She looked up through a squinted eye as Starlight glowered over her, revealing some of the fire inside her. Starlight would reach a hand above and around Trixie, her fingers clasping the dress shirt she wore and tearing it apart. The shirt split and popped open with such fury, Trixie's breasts popping out into the open. One of the buttons was laying on the wood floor nearby from the force of Starlight undressing Trixie. Before Trixie could react further, Starlight used the same hand to fondle her left breast. Her fingers sunk into the fat of her mounds, making the dominated mare blush deeply from the rough handling. 

"I never did say this, but your bigger bust ticks me off." Starlight snarled with a devious smile. She moved her hand and pinched a bare nipple, making Trixie mewl. "You've got such a rack, and I've got apples on my chest. On top of that, you don't have a bra on. Didn't you just come from a show?" Starlight teased her girlfriend, making the girl protest with wordless sounds of mixed pleasure and embarrassment. With no answer, Starlight gave Trixie's breasts a motivating smack. The jiggle that made just accentuated the difference more. "Well? Did you not?" 

"I-I did, Ms. Glimmer!" Trixie answered breathlessly. Her chest felt light, floaty. 

"Then why aren't you wearing a bra? Did you just feel like not wearing one?" Starlight prompted. She resumed her grip on her breasts, now tweaking her nipple constantly with twists and tugs. "Was it too much of a hassle? Did you forget? What is the answer, my little magician?" 

That name stirred something within Trixie. "Y-You're wrong, Ms. Glimmer!" She practically howled at her. 

"Then correct me," Starlight challenged the girl. "Why were your breasts left bouncing in your shirt on stage?" 

"I wanted people to see them!" Trixie cried out, the floatiness in her chest raising exponentially. With this answer, Starlight let her breasts go with a hefty shove, bouncing them together with a last few slaps of skin against skin. She looked Trixie in the eyes, a silent dare to expound on her answer. "I-I wanted my fans to watch as my breasts bounced freely and m-my nipples got hard a-a-and made dents in my shirt!" Trixie never imagined in a million years that she would've confessed something so private, but here she was admitted it to her girlfriend and she was adoring it. 

"So, my little magician, that means you're an exhibitionist." Starlight summarized for her with a grin. 

"Yes, Ms. Glimmer!" Trixie answered passionately, bouncing against the grip on her hair. 

"You're a filthy exhibitionist who gets off to stares and peeping and people watching you be a brazen, shameless slut with your body." 

"Yes I am, Ms. Glimmer!" 

"That explains the erection you've got poking out of your skirt." 

Trixie jolted in shock. Her expression of impassioned bliss was wiped and replaced with harsh, stunned anxiety. Indeed, her cock had butted out in the open past her skirt edge. Starlight smirked having elicited such a reaction from her dear magician. Her erection was stretching the fabric holding it, though just barely. A bead of precum was forming through her panties and dribbling onto the rug in small strings of sticky, clear fluid. Starlight retracted her hand through Trixie's hair and marched back around to her front. As Trixie fixed her hair compulsively, she gave her next order. "Once you've made up your hair, take off your skirt. Don't hide away the merchandise from your fans." 

Trixie had gotten her hair into a respectable state when she was ordered to strip. With shaky but willing hands, she undid the skirt and pulled it aside, leaving only her crotch barely covered by a pair of stretched-thin panties. Her horse cock had made a very effective entrance, the flare of it getting squeezed by her panties. She looked at herself with a heavy blush. It looked so wrong... Before another thought invaded her mind, Starlight was talking again. "There we are," She said seductively, licking her lips. "I've thought about this moment for a while. I've always wanted to see how the Great and Powerful Trixie stacked up. Not bad, not bad..." She murmured as she trailed off. She took a step forward, the latex of the boots she wore brushing against Trixie's erection. 

The sound of tearing surprised both unicorns. They looked at the ruined panties fallen to the floor and left in scraps after such a simple movement. Trixie's expression was priceless for Starlight to behold, something she would cherish with all of the swirling feelings between the both of them in that moment. Trixie glanced up at Starlight with anticipation rising in her chest. It spiked into her throat when she saw the sadistic expression on her face. Without a word, she continued pressing her calf against Trixie's tip, smearing the pre onto the latex. 

"Oh, my," Starlight murmured with honey dripping off her words. "It seems I've discovered something a little more enticing. I'll have to shelve the fact that you're a filthy exhibitionist," Her words made a fresh spurt stain her boots. "For the time being. This is something I simply have to know more about." Trixie gasped when Starlight tilted her leg and pushed her shaft aside, the tension in her erection sending a wave through her body. She looked at Starlight as her eyes glowed with a specific desire of sadism, a pleasure derived from tormenting this unicorn that was undeniable. 

"Answer me, Starlight. Are you a foot slut?" Starlight asked calmly. 

Trixie opened her mouth to answer, but no sound came. That meant Starlight pushed her with a palm to her head, knocking her onto her butt. Trixie felt her balls gently touch the floor below her. "Answer me. Or are you not a good sub?" 

"I-I am!" Trixie blurted desperately. 

"'I am', what? And what are you, my little magician?" Starlight corrected her with the sickest smile on her face. 

"I-I am a foot slut, Ms. Glimmer!" Trixie fought through her beet-red blush and trembling voice to answer her dom. 

Starlight grinned in victory down at her when those words hit her ears like the fall of drum beats. She raised her leg and gently placed her sole down on Trixie's cock, pressing it into the floor. This elicited another cry of pleasure from the unicorn. "Who would've thought the Great and Powerful Trixie to be the type of mare to burst through her panties at just a touch of a mare's leg to her pretty little cock?" Each word was a slap delivered to Trixie's face, sobering her and drunkening her at the same time. It was a drug she couldn't get enough of yet felt sick of. Was it sickness? Was it her discomfort getting in the way again? Her thoughts were racing again. 

Starlight put an end to it by twisting her heel, tugging on Trixie's cock with the sole of her boots. Trixie let out a pitiful cry, clenching her fists tight and throwing her head back. When Starlight mercifully relented, she lifted her foot to see a bigger puddle of pre on the floor and Trixie's cock throbbing shamelessly, insatiably. The flare grew with each thick pulse. She chuckled down at the mare, pressing her boot back down on her. It was probably what she wanted. "Don't tell me you're a masochist too. Really, don't. It's painfully obvious." She twisted again, leaving Trixie squirming. "Pardon the pun, dear. Now," She lifted up and placed her foot down flat, giving Trixie room to breath, a small break. "I know you're a foot slut. But you don't deserve to see mine just yet." To Trixie's slight panic, Starlight stepped away from her and walked towards the bed, leaving Trixie to watch her retreat from her reach. 

Starlight turned and sat herself down on the edge of the bed. She was rather covered by Trixie's cape, which Trixie's wandering gaze showed that she was very aware of. In a swift, smooth motion, Starlight tore the cape off her body and spread her legs, revealing her bare body to Trixie's hungry gaze. She stared at her dom with such seething desire, it was almost comical for Starlight to behold. Trixie loved everything; from the way her thighs were squeezed by the ends of her boots, the curve of her legs accentuated so perfectly by the tight latex, the tight folds between her legs glistening already, her body completely naked in front of her, her smirk, her knowing eyes-. 

"Trixie," Starlight tore her out of her thoughts again. "I will allow you to indulge in your desires after you fulfill some tasks for me." Curling her finger, Starlight sent a smoldering gaze towards Trixie. "Crawl to me, my little magician. It's where you belong." Trixie was quick to obey, falling onto her hands and knees and slowly crawling towards Starlight. When she thought she'd approached far enough, the mare jerked her finger a few more times. Trixie took another pace, and Starlight beckoned again. It continued until Trixie's face was mere inches away from Starlight's pussy, a fact that she took great bliss and anxiety from. It smelled so nice. It looked pretty, like her. 

"The first thing you should do is make me cum," Starlight tasked her sub simply. "It doesn't matter how or with what, it's simply your task to make your mistress soak your pretty little face." With her instructions outlined, Trixie looked back at her new meal. She'd never done this before. Oh Gods, I've never done this before. I've only read icky comics about this. What am I supposed to do? I know tongue was important-. 

Trixie's face was forced forward by a magical push to the back of her head. Her mouth made contact with Starlight's pussy and tasted it deeply, the flavor bursting onto her tongue. Her eyes split open in shock, her mouth only able to open further to get more of this sensation for herself. Her tongue eagerly, if amateurishly lapped against her folds with fervor. The taste of sticky, stringy honey in her mouth was a taste to set her ablaze, her cock throbbing beneath her. She didn't need Starlight's magic to be kept in place; her tongue stayed buried in her folds, digging deeply with each stroke of the muscle. Above her, Starlight was giving her motivation in the form of censored moans and needy grinding with her hips. 

"Nnngh, you eat like you dress. Fucking sloppy..." Starlight moaned out an insult, pushing her pussy against Trixie's mouth and pressuring her deeper. Trixie took the next step and retracted her tongue. She then thrust it forward, forcing it deep into Starlight's pussy and stuffing her hole full of the writhing, wet muscle. Starlight cried out in a rare break in her persona, her back hitting the bed as she laid back. Trixie took this as a sign to continue and vigorously thrashed her tongue around inside her pussy. 

"Fffuck you, get fucking in there... You stupid slut." Starlight continued to swear at the mare eating her out, grinding on Trixie's face and smearing her juices across her face with no rhyme or reason. Trixie was only spurred on by those words, a defiance lighting within her. She looked up from her meal and watched the writhing, sweaty body she toyed with her long, flexible tongue. She then pushed forward, continuing to extend her tongue until she hit the end of the cavern and her lips locked around her folds. She sucked on Starlight's pussy while wriggling her tongue inside, moaning against her meal as she did so. Starlight gasped high and loud, her legs locking tightly around Trixie's head. Such a strong reaction was somewhat mitigated, but Starlight kept a grip on Trixie by grabbing her by the hair. 

"Dig into my cunt and eat like you're starving, Trixie!" Starlight commanded with a shaky voice, her breath racing fast in and out of her. Her entire body was tingling and shaking and dripping sweat off her skin. Trixie watched her tongue dangle out of her mouth and drool down her chin as she continued her oral assault. The pain of Starlight holding her hair taut was just another cherry on top of this great nirvana. "Guh, fuck! Trixie! Touch my clit!" 

Trixie was quick to obey. She brought her hand to join her mouth and started pressing her fingers against that nub above her hole. When she started rubbing it, Starlight squealed harshly, whining into their air. Now both hands grabbed fistfuls of Trixie's hair. Starlight's walls pressed and squirmed and convulsed against Trixie's tongue, forcing her out of her pussy. She continued playing with her clit and received a load of hot, wet and harsh squirt cum being sprayed into her face. Trixie opened her mouth and twisted Starlight's clit, receiving squirt after squirt directly onto her mouth and splashing across every part of her face. 

She pulled her hand from Starlight's pussy and the climax fell to a rest after what felt like an hour of the highest high. Starlight was heaving for breath, her chest rising and falling. Her skin shined in the dim light with her sweat. Her mouth hung ajar, hot breath rushing through her lungs. Her legs were still quivering in the air. Trixie gulped as she took in the sight of her girlfriend in post-orgasmic bliss. She looked like a completely different pony. It felt hard to breathe when she looked at her. Trixie was frozen in place when Starlight rose from her back, looking into her eyes as soon as they were visible. Starlight's smile was drunken and shaky as it grew. Her eyes were lidded in blissful exhaustion. 

"W-Well, you did follow my orders." Starlight mumbled good-naturedly. She reached a hand up and caressed Trixie, making her blush grow. Her face was coated in a thick sheen of glistening mare-cum, a messy result of her tenacity. Starlight's fingers were stained with her own mess, which she wiped free on the sheets of the bed. "In that case... you can move on to the next task... sound good, my little magician?" Starlight's breathless speech didn't make her sound any less in charge to Trixie, who puffed up in pride of her obedience. 

"Yes, Ms. Glimmer." She agreed with the waver in her voice lessening with time. 

"Good. Now switch spots with me, Trixie." Starlight ordered, lifting off of the edge of the bed. Trixie was quick to slide into place, sitting pretty with her legs pressed together and her hands holding the other politely across her lap. Starlight steadied herself with hands on the mattress, bending over to where her face was an inch from Trixie's. The proximity meant their hot breath brushed their faces and necks, bringing with it a quiet hum without any words. Trixie felt yet another floaty sensation in her chest with Starlight standing over her on the bed, one to be added to the now-vast list of funny feelings to cherish internally. 

Starlight sank to her knees and lifted her hands up from the bed. She put them on Trixie, specifically her long-sleeve shirt left over from her rather rough first play a few minutes ago. She gingerly undid the buttons to prevent another popped button and got the garment off of the unicorn. It left her with only knee-length socks to protect her decency, less than what Starlight currently wore. Trixie was busy fretting silently over the finer points of their decency when Starlight's hands grasped her knees and spread her legs with a firm shove. 

Letting out a squeal, Trixie shook from Starlight's strength over her body as her stiff, still-present erection stood tall between her thighs, firmly between her and Starlight. It leaked precum down the shaft, running over the medial ring and pooling at the sheath and leaking down her dangling nuts. It was so prominent, so obscene, so unable to be ignored by either of them. Trixie's face of flustered embarrassment combined with her aroused state made Starlight's lips spread into a sweetly sadistic smile, her teeth gleaming in the light. Trixie watched with held breath as Starlight's horn lit up, brighter than the other sources of light glowing through the caravan. As the spell cast, she closed her eyes and winced in fear of the possibilities. 

It was just a cleaning spell put on her face. Starlight's cum was cleared from her skin and left dry blue skin behind. Trixie blinked her eyes open and looked at Starlight's gentle smile, her horn dying in color. "That was courtesy, my little magician. You are a performer, so you must look your best. Even with the woman seeing the most private side of you." As Starlight spoke, her hand lifted towards Trixie's cock, wrapping around the lower half. Trixie winced at the unfamiliar touch. The fact that she was only just now having sex at all was becoming more prominent once more. The feeling of Starlight's delicate fingers around her thick shaft made another spurt of precum release, this time splatting on her forearm with a wet sound. "Ah, that's right," Starlight murmured, her smile growing. "You're a virgin." 

Trixie's face felt like it was burning up in a sickness. It wasn't particularly mean of Starlight, not compared to the kind of smut Trixie had partaken in in private, but it fueled such shame in her that was simultaneously crushing and uplifting, that weird floaty feeling ballooning inside her. 

"Well, who else to take the Great and Powerful Trixie's virginity than the woman with complete control over her?" Starlight capped off, though lowered her face in contrast to her words. Trixie wondered if she had meant it literally. Was she going to get laid? Right now? Did she even have condoms on her? The pesky flurry of thoughts was cut short by an electrifying lap of Starlight's tongue across the front of her shaft. Trixie cried out through an agape mouth at the sensation. It ended with a flick of her tongue stroke against the flaring tip, making Trixie's moans cap off in a cry and her eyes rolling back in her head. Her cock more furiously throbbed in Starlight's face, desperate for more of the thing that had made it feel so fucking good. 

"That's the sweet thing about virgins," Starlight cooed. "They're always so eager to do everything to make all kinds of good feelings. But you won't be acting so brashly, my little magician." Starlight told her sub. "Now to clean the rest of the mess you have." Starlight reoccupied her mouth by resuming her licking, her tongue making firm, long laps at the trail of precum leading down Trixie's cock. She would focus on one area, like the medial ring, until Trixie thought that she might get used to the sensation, then switch to another area like the tip and reignite the reaction to her mouth that left Trixie's brain melting into a puddle. All the while, she watched dutifully at the mare at her mercy writhing and sounding off. 

Trixie couldn't censor herself while Starlight assaulted her senses like this. Her voice carried throughout the caravan loud and clear, which made her ears burn red in reaction. She made strangled moans and croaking cries to each stroke of Starlight's tongue. It was an unbearable sensation, to be assaulted with the most scorching pleasure she'd experienced yet and have to be obedient, still, and polite for the woman pleasing her. She could be loud and crass, noisy, but she knew that any forceful move on her part would lead to punishment. But before she could ride out the pleasure as it came to her, Starlight's tongue went missing from her cock, as did the hand around the base. Trixie looked up at the mare with overwhelmed confusion, her hips shaking and making her cock bounce and sway obscenely. 

"M-Ms. Glimmer! Please keep going! Whatever I did wrong, I'll stop, just please keep cleaning me!" Trixie cried out desperately, her desire surfacing from the depths. 

"But why should I?" Starlight asked with every awareness of the cruelty of it. "You've been cleaned up. You look ready to continue with this little session, my devoted performer." Indeed, Trixie's cock was left without a trace of precum or its trail down her length. It had been replaced by the shine of Starlight's saliva where she had lapped at her, a clear reminder of her work and how she could make Trixie crumble over the simplest servicing. 

"I-I want more! Nngh!" Trixie declared, cut short by a spurt of pre yet again dirtying her polished cock. Starlight looked at the resultant mess run over every last inch from top to bottom. Despite her cruel grin, her eyes burned maliciously. 

"Oh, you're making more of a mess that I have to clean up. Is that your plan?" Starlight taunted her sub, her hand grabbing her cock in a much firmer grasp. "You think I'll clean this mess. You think I'll entertain your little desires before you've earned my attention. That's rather cute of you, the inexperienced one." Starlight murmured, her saccharinely sweet voice lacing Trixie's ears with honey. Her horn grew alight with a more fiery spell, quickly casting it upon Trixie's cock and leaving the tip with a gentle haze of turquoise. 

As Trixie wondered what in the world Starlight had just did to her, the next throb to jolt her cock made it abundantly clear within a second. Where there should've been another release of precum out of pleasure, no such reaction came. All that was left was the mess she'd just made, with no further spurts to add to it. Trixie's breath hitched dangerously. Even as her cock throbbed and twitched in pleasure, there was now something lacking. It felt... wrong. But before she could focus on the spell, she felt a warm, wet embrace around one of the balls dangling by the side of the bed. She threw her head back with a throaty moan, the sensation running up her spine viciously. "You won't be making any more of a mess of yourself until I allow you to, Trixie Lulamoon." Starlight gasped out her declaration through suckles and laps at the pair of balls she was currently servicing and spit-shining. "Now suffer the consequences of your avarice.." 

When Starlight pulled away from Trixie's balls, it was with a hot and wet pop as her lips pried themselves from the now-clean skin. Trixie was trembling at this point, the ghosts of Starlight's tongue gliding over her nuts leaving her panting quick and low. That was nothing compared to the next deep cleaning. Starlight's head rose back up to the tip, her hand falling from the base and leaving Trixie's cock to twitch and bounce around freely. "Now, my tongue is tired of working this entire shaft. It is rather big, a lot of area to cover." Her compliment fell on part-deaf ears, only hearing what she said barely just as Trixie's eyes barely perceived the sight in front of her. "If only there was some easier method of giving a naughty mare's cock a proper cleaning... Oh, I know! Of course..." 

Starlight's throat became a sleeve for Trixie's cock, engulfing every last inch in a warm, deeply sensual cocksock for the angrily throbbing beast between her legs. Trixie let loose a howl of sheer, animalistic response at such a quick and efficient deepthroat of her virgin cock. Every last inch was touched by the velvety walls of Starlight's throat, a constantly shifting hole for her cock to throb and twitch against. It was compounded by the writhing mass of muscle that was her tongue slurping on the trail of precum left and the tight squeezes of Starlight swallowing down the fluid into her gut. All the while, no release ever came for Trixie. As hard as she focused on every erotic, irresistible detail of her girlfriend deepthroating her erection like a fucking pro, there was nothing. 

Trixie let out a weak but impassioned yelp when Starlight removed herself from her cock. With a firm suck to accompany her pullout, there was only a thin veneer of saliva coating an otherwise sparkling clean horse dick. Starlight even looked proud of the work she'd just delivered. Rubbing her throat gently, she rose to her feet and leered over the twitching mare on her back on their bed. Her hands held her above the girl and allowed her to watch Trixie come down from the utterly undefeatable high she'd just visited. Her arms laid at her side with twitching hands, her panting was hard and fast and mixed with whimpers of surrender, and her whole body seemed to glow in the absolute bliss she was bathing in. Starlight was struck by the beauty of it. 

"You did so well, Trixie Lulamoon." Starlight complimented her mare. Trixie managed to weakly lift her head, looking Starlight in the eyes. Her gaze was warm and comforting. "I know it was a lot but you did so well. You're giving me what I want, just like you promised you would." Such assurances shouldn't have done so well for the tired, hyperventilating mare. But in her addled, pacified state, kind words like hers were an elixir that tasted sweeter than honey. Trixie was left calmed and alleviated of any doubts she might've conjured in her anxiety. Most of all, she didn't feel gross or overstaying a welcome or out of place. This was where she was meant to be in that moment with no doubt to this fact. 

"You did splendidly," Starlight continued. "And you fulfilled the tasks I gave you." She lifted the shaky mare from her back, making Trixie a little too aware of the way the sheets stuck to her sweaty back. The two women looked each other in the eyes once more. "You deserve a little reward for doing so, my little magician. You can call me mistress like a proper sub. How's that, Trixie?" Starlight proffered with a sweet smile. Trixie's heart did flips in her chest. 

"Yes, Mistress! Anything you want, Mistress!" The word felt so right coming out of her mouth. 

"Oh my, how eager." Starlight giggled at Trixie's liberal use of the word the first time. "That's a good reward. But you seem to want more. I can only imagine what else you might want as your reward for being a good girl." Her teasing words left a stone in Trixie's stomach that weighed her down. Beaming up with hungry eyes, Trixie tried to get Starlight to relent. But she did no such thing. "I don't speak with my eyes, missy. I'm not a dog." Such cruel words made Trixie blush. "But I do hear begging, my little magician." Now standing upright with one leg in front of the other, Starlight crossed her arms and squinted her eyes. "Show me a new trick and perform for your treat. Tell me what you want." 

"Y-Yes, Mistress!" Trixie fell off the bed and onto her knees before Starlight. Without thinking, she found herself against her leg, peering up at her dom with those same begging eyes. Her cock was brushing against the latex boots Starlight wore, setting her mind on fire. Her arms wrapped around her leg and her hips gyrated. Her tongue fell out of her mouth and drooled. Trixie was humping Starlight's legs, her cock grinding against her foot as she pressed herself into it. She was dog at her mistress' mercy. "I want to be your foot slut, Mistress! I'm so hard, can't you feel me? I want to worship you like a slave should! Please, Mistress!" Trixie huffed from shouting, her tongue licking at Starlight's boots as she panted. 

"You're so fucking shameless." Starlight hissed with a proud smile. "You're humping my leg and begging for my feet like a dog, you naughty little pony. I guess I can call you a doggy now, you filthy foot slut." Starlight punctuated her words with a lift of her boot and digging Trixie's cock into the floor below. Trixie groaned immensely, her tongue pressing harder against her boots. Starlight looked down at her with a searing glare, putting her weight onto that foot until Trixie just barely couldn't take it anymore and finally relented. Trixie gasped at the release of pressure, staring with lidded eyes at her mistress. 

"Alright, that's your reward. You get to be my foot slave, just like you want, my darling little doggy..." Starlight ordered her slave, strolling past her slowly and towards the desk nearby. She took the stool from the underside and pulled it into the middle of the caravan. She sat it in it quaintly, her legs stretched out in front of her and crossing at the ankles. Little marks of precum glimmered on her boot for Trixie to behold. Starlight looked at her from above, coldly, with a clear order in mind. "Clean my boots, you filthy pig." 

Trixie lunged forward and bent her face down to Starlight's feet near the floor. Her tongue started running over the latex without hesitation, lapping up her own salty mess and leaving small trails of spit where her tongue met the boot. Starlight watched from above, adjusting the hat on her head with a push of the brim. She gave the mare completely focused on her feet a momentary smile. When Trixie's eyes found Starlight again, she only saw the mare's cold veil of dominance. She hoped that she'd done a good job at cleaning her boots; they were shining clean with no smears left on the top. To her surprise, Starlight lifted one leg and pressed the bottom against her face. 

"You missed a spot, doggy." Starlight informed her, pressing a spot of pre against Trixie's tongue. Dutifully, Trixie licked the mess clean from the sole of her boots, looking up at Starlight with eyes beaming with perverted pleasure. This act of sheer obedience was enough to make her burst, had she not been stop gapped. While she finished cleaning her mess, Starlight lifted her other leg and nudged Trixie's arm gently. "Now take this one off. You've earned the pleasure of seeing my bare feet, my pathetic little magician." Staring with wide eyes, Trixie had to take a second to register what she'd just heard. Then her hands fumbled for the top of the boot and started pulling it off of Starlight's leg. More of her smooth skin was revealed, the latex crumpling as it was peeled off. Trixie then grabbed the bottom of the boot and tugged with both hands, releasing Starlight's foot from the tight article. 

Trixie couldn't help but stare. She was enamored by the sight. Starlight's bare foot, hovering in front of her with every tantalizing promise to more than just looking. Starlight's other foot fell from Trixie's mouth, cleaned and now neglected for the much more enticing prize before the unicorn. Starlight couldn't help but feel elated at such an easy way to get Trixie's affections in their play. "There it is. The very thing you've wanted... My bare, waiting feet all for you to indulge in. Now indulge, you pathetic foot slave." Starlight commanded, thrusting her foot into Trixie's face. The unicorn was caught by surprise, but the scent and taste of the foot pressed against her was more than enough to sink her back into that precious mindset. She opened her mouth and let her tongue touch her bare sole, the smooth skin meeting her tongue with a flavor that only seemed to make her mind burst and implode with pleasure. 

"Ooohhh, Mistress... Thank you so much, Mistress! I love your feet!" Trixie erupted with praise as her tongue started tracing over every inch of Starlight's sole. "They're so pretty, so perfect... I want to worship you forever! It feels so right!" Now she was taking Starlight's toes into her mouth and gently sucking them, her tongue savoring every second they were in her maw. Starlight watched with a triumphant superiority as her hands worked without Trixie paying attention. The other boot came off swiftly, releasing her other foot. This one placed itself against Trixie's desperately twitching cock below, a motion that made Trixie moan loudly against Starlight's toes. It was muffled, but Starlight could tell how much confused joy and bliss was contained in that little outburst. 

"You're rather cute like this. You really look like you belong under my feet... Maybe that's where I'll keep you from now on." Starlight pondered aloud, which just made the mare beneath her buck her hips and grind herself against the sole of her foot. Starlight switched her feet swiftly, leaving Trixie's mouth to kiss her other sole and her saliva-soaked foot rubbing intently on Trixie's erection. Starlight's eyes narrowed as her smile curled when she saw Trixie's thrashing about and moaning against her toes. "My, you're so desperate. It must feel indescribable to be a good little slave to my feet. Fucking pervert..." With that insult, Starlight shoved her foot forward and made Trixie swallow her toes into her mouth. The muffled groans felt nice on her foot. Starlight leaned forward and leered over her foot slave menacingly. 

"I think you deserve an even bigger reward for such a good first time being my foot slave, my little magician..." Starlight's voice coiled around Trixie's mind and squeezed it in bondage. Her chin was dripping with drool, compounded with more when Starlight pulled her toes from Trixie's maw and left her gasping gently for breath. Starlight raised her brow at the sight of both her soles dripping with Trixie's spit. "...and I know just what reward you deserve." 

Without a word, Starlight surrounded Trixie's cock in both of her feet, squeezing either side between her soles. Trixie saw stars and her mind went totally blank. The wet, slick skin against her stiff pillar, the cool spit searing against her burning hot erection, everything sent her into shock. And she still had no release from the mind-melting pleasure her body practically fought with to remain coherent. It was made infinitely harder when Starlight started sliding her feet up and down the length of her cock. Trixie watched the sight with lidded, blurry eyes, her legs splayed before her and her body knocked back on her elbows. She'd been forced into this compromising position by her mistress. It felt glorious. 

"MISTRESS! FUCK!" Trixie shrieked with an angry buck of her hips. Starlight giggled to herself as she made a toy out of this desperate mare, her feet diligently working to never give Trixie a second of rest. With a sweep of her toes across the flaring tip, she made Trixie jerk about and the flare to furiously flex. When she pressed her feet together and squeezed her cock, she drew a hearty and lengthy moan out of Trixie's throat. "Please! Your slave wants to cum! Please let me, Mistressss-!" Trixie was now fully thrusting her hips, her cock sliding back and forth between Starlight's feet like she was trying to breed them. 

"Not yet, you filthy girl!" Starlight cackled sadistically, now teasing the tip of Trixie's flare between the ball of her feet. It made the girl screech in defiance and buck her hips violently. "Tell me what you are! Tell me, you pathetic skank!" 

"I-I'm Mistress's!" Trixie gasped out loudly. Starlight licked her lips and rigorously stroked Trixie's cock. 

"What do you worship above all else!?" Starlight asked another question. 

"Your-! Your feet! You! I worship you!" Trixie coughed out, her breathing becoming erratic. 

"And why do you do that!?" Starlight demanded, her horn lighting on fire and her expression maniacal. 

"BECAUSE YOU'RE MY MISTRESS!" 

"Then cum your brains out for your mistress!" Starlight's spell disappeared from Trixie's cock. The resulting tidal wave of cum was an immense, cataclysmic effect of the buildup of teasing, torturing, and edging that Trixie had endured. Her mouth was open in a silent scream as her cock pulsed with rope after rope of hot, thick spunk tearing through her urethra and shooting into open air. It splattered in globs all over Starlight; it got in her hair, on her face, stained her pink fur, made her a sticky white pony. Even she hadn't expected such a reaction from her slave. Trixie was a writhing mess of a woman, her climax taking her through the stratosphere on a rocket and crashing through outer space. She didn't even have the instincts to hump Starlight's feet. 

When that incredible, unforgettable high was finally come down from, Trixie descended into a hazy, warm setting. She deeply and roughly inhaled and exhaled, air tainted with the stench of her musk seeping into her lungs. Her eyes were slow to adjust; the strain of an edged orgasm was enough to collapse the healthiest stallion if it was a long enough edge. She eventually came to peer upon the sight of her mistress sitting above her, legs poised in the air and a very pleasantly surprised expression on her face. She was drenched in Trixie's spunk, from head to toe. On every toe. Her feet were doused in ropes of the stuff. Trixie took a deep, shaky breath as she prepared for the next thing out of this woman's cruel mind, but nothing came. Nothing sadistic, at least. 

Starlight simply lit her horn again and used her magic to lift the mess up from her body and sweep it away into the aether of magic. She was left impeccable, even her hair left without a trace of Trixie's perverted little mess. But there still remained some of it, specifically the splatter of cum still on her feet, which slid closer to Trixie's face as Starlight looked down at her with knowing eyes. They contained all the feelings she had for the submissive little unicorn; sadism, affection, arousal, desire, and love. 

"Clean me, slave." 

That was all that needed to be said. Trixie did her task with warmth in her heart and heat in her belly. 

★・・・・・・★・・・・・・★

Trixie rose from the bedsheets with a heavy yawn. She looked around at the caravan and wondered what the Trixie of a week ago would've said to her choosing this cramped old thing to the luxury room the theater company had given her. Then she looked at the beautiful mare stirring awake next to her and knew what the answer would be: "If the Great and Powerful Trixie were true to her standards, this mare would far exceed any other priority! Only a fool would trade this for shallow wealth!" 

Starlight would rise to an upright position next to her girlfriend. Trixie saw the warm, affectionate face she had for her in her first moments of awakening and felt her heart leap. Starlight leaned her head into the crook of Trixie's shoulder and purred softly, enjoying the warmth of the morning between them. Sunlight splashed the caravan from the outside. Trixie found it hard to believe that life could feel this good. That floaty feeling still pervaded her spirit with every good emotion her mind could muster to her. She wondered about it. Maybe she should ask Starlight about it, since she's very much not a virgin like she was until last night. 

Starlight rose from bed, revealing herself to be naked under the covers. Trixie stared as the mare walked around the caravan and picked up clothes for herself to wear. When Starlight glanced at her, Trixie covered her eyes with a humorous abashedness. 

"Oh, come on dear," Starlight pouted. "I think we're past the whole 'seeing each other naked' thing." 

"It's different when it's not for sex, Star!" Trixie screeched, still very much averting her eyes. "A-Anyways, get dressed, I'll keep you modest." Rolling her eyes, Starlight did as she was asked. After getting a t-shirt and shorts on, she crawled back into bed to bring herself face to face with the blushing mare. Trixie lowered her hand and looked Starlight in the eyes, though her nervousness was still apparent. "Alright, you're dressed, d-did you need to be somewhere?" 

"Nope." Starlight said. Trixie blinked dumbly. "I'm fine right here with you. And don't you forget it. I think spending some time alone and sober can do us some good right now." Starlight gave Trixie a peck on the cheek, sensing the heat underneath the skin. She gave her a warm look as she let herself fall against her in a cuddle. "Now, let's sleep a little longer. It's a wonderful morning for it." 

Trixie let herself settle against her girlfriend, the fluttering in her chest calming. She smiled to herself. Whatever questions she might have, they didn't matter. What did matter was savoring this moment for all of eternity, for as long as she would remember it. That was what mattered. 

They'd be okay.