Starburst stepped out of the shower, a towel around his waist. A quick glance at clock showed there was still ten minutes left, so he walked down the stairs and into the kitchen, where he surprised Firefly with a hug from behind. She started to giggle as he began nibbling one of her ears, pressing against his chest. “Star... behave. Our daughter will be home soon.” He just chuckled at her, but the sound of a stallion clearing his throat caused them turn around.

“Am I speaking to the parents of Princess Scootaloo?” Starburst pushed Firefly behind him, hiding her behind his wing and glaring at the pegasus stallion armed with a spear. The intruder looked the pair over, taking all features of the couple. “Orange coat, you must be her father.” He tilted his head down and to the side. “An honour to meet you, your highness.”

“Okay, that can go down in the basement, the door is over there.”

“Very well, your highness.” Starburst and Firefly slowly walked past the armour pegasus, eyeing him carefully, before they looked through the doorway. It was easy to understand their surprise as another armoured stallion carried a large chest towards their basement door, a few ponies dress in uniforms following with smaller chests. They returned a few short minutes later, each one bowing to their daughter, and then the other armoured pegasus came back. “Your effects are secure, you highness.”

“Scootaloo?” The mare, still clad in the dress from Pegasopolis, looked over with a smile, then ran forward and threw her arms around their necks. They glanced at each other and then at the two stallions still in the house, before Starburst pushed her away. “Scootaloo, what's going on?”

“Er... well, turns out our family are pegasi royalty. Pip can explain it later. Oh, and this is Arctic Halberd and Boreal Spear. They're my guards!” The way she said it with conviction told her parents that it wasn't a lie. “Dad, go put some clothes on. Mom and I will be waiting in the lounge. I think I should tell you what happened last week...”

“Applejack, can Ah talk to ya fer a minute?” The elder Apple sister wiped the sweat from her forehead, turning with a smile from the tree she was working. The look on Applebloom's face got her worried, so she sat in the edge of the cart and tapped the wood to her side, her sister jumping up next to her. “Well, ya know Rumble an' Ah have gone all t' way?”

“Yeah, Ah thought you'd be happy 'bout that. What's got ya down in t' dumps?”

“Ah didn't take mah pills with me. Don't worry, Ah got a check up as soon as we got back, Ah ain't pregnant.” Applejack visibly deflated, having been preparing to dish out some farm style justice to a certain pegasus but returned her attention to the young mare who continued. “Well, Ah also asked Nurse Redheart about it, an' she said that t' pills might not work in t' first place. Ah... wanna know, if Ah do get knocked up... would ya support me?”

Applejack's stormy face was replaced with a soft smile as she wrapped an arm around Applebloom's shoulder, pulling her against her side and resting her head against her younger sister's. “Sugarcube, yer family will be there through thick an' thin to help ya out. But what 'bout Rumble?”

“He ain't going nowhere, Ah made sure o' that!”

“If he's tied up in t' barn again...”

“Nope, apple cellar.” Both mares chuckled at this, and with more final hug, Applebloom hopped down from the cart and walked happily back to the farmstead. Applejack reached behind on of the panels and pulled up a canteen, placing it to her lips. She moaned happily as the cool cider graced her parched throat, an ear twitching as she caught the soft sound of wing beats on the breeze.

There was a dull thud behind her, and then she giggled as a pair of arms reached around her front, pulling her back against the chest of a stallion as he began to lay kisses on her neck. She reached her hands around and started to run them through his wings, Soaring giving a chuckle and then nipping her fur lightly. “Hey, you busy today?”

“Not really, Sugarcube. Ah'm just finishing up some stuff from yesterday. Now what are ya doing 'ere? We both know mah brother will kill ya if he sees ya!” His arms came up and spun her around, a hand cupping her cheek as they stared into one another's shimmering emerald eyes.

“Some things are worth the risk.” With that he pushed forwards, bringing their lips together in a passionate kiss. Applejack kept hold of his bottom lip in her teeth as she leant back over the cart, pulling him with her, where they carried on. Soarin's wings slowly spread, covering them both, stroke the mare's mane as he grinned down at her. “So... clubhouse again?” A shake of her head. “Farm?” Another shake. “Here?” She returned his grin, and he leant forward to kiss her again when he was violently ripped away from the cart and thrown to the ground.

“Ah'm gonna rip yer wings off if ya don't get offa mah farm, now.” Applejack shot up from the cart and stood in front her brother, hands pressed against his chest in a desperate attempt to keep him from advancing further. “AJ, get outta mah way.”

“Ah don't think so, Mac. It ain't up to you who Ah do or do not rut with. Now yer gonna apologise to him, an' then leave us alone!” The massive stallion glared at the pegasus once more, then turned around and stalked his way back towards the house. Applejack turned around and helped Soarin to his feet, then slapped his cheek. “And you! Yer a damn Wonderbolt! Surely ya coulda taken mah brother!”

“Yeah, I could've. But then what would you have said to me?”

“...Good point. Now... get yerself back on that cart while Ah fuck yer brains out.” Applebloom turned from where she had stopped to watch when she noticed the stallion flying through the air, and carried on towards the barn. Instead of entering the large doors, she walked around the side to the hatch, unlocking it and walking down the steps, ensuring to secure it behind her.

The candles in the cellar flickered from the slight breeze that had drifted down before her, and she pulled a couple of barrels out of the way, walking into the area she had blocked off from anypony seeing. “What the hay? Rumble, where ya at?” She made her way over the the support pole, bending down and picking up the ropes. They hadn't been cut, so he had somehow managed to get free. She gave a cry of surprise as her hands well grabbed tight, pulled around the pole and then tied tightly together.

She struggled to get loose, but the rope didn't budge, and she looked over her shoulder to see Rumble grinning at her. He picked up the ropes she had dropped, placing them over a barrel, with one still in his hand. He slipped one length around her chest and pulled her against the pole, tying it off so that it ran under her breast. He wrapped the excessive around the top, squeezing them together, and added it to the knot at the back. “Rumble, you'd best let me go now.”

“Or what?” She tried to look at him, but he kept moving so that he was out of her vision, causing her to give an annoyed huff. “Nopony will hear you down here.”

“Oh yeah? MACHINTOPPHHH!!! MPPPHHH!” Rumble pulled the straps on the ballgag he had borrowed from Sweetie Belle and Spike, securing it behind her head. “RUMBPHHH!! TAKPPPHH THIPPHHH OUPPHH!” He ignored her, instead grabbing so more rope, using them to tie her legs against the pole. Applebloom tried to get free once more, but found herself twisting around the pole instead. She managed to get all the way around, finding Rumble now sat on one of the barrels. There was a small plastic box, and she followed the wire... to find it going down her shorts, the pegasus having placed it without her knowing, and then his fingers hit a button on the side.

Her muffled moans filled the cellar, the other toy Rumble had borrowed from the other couple vibrating against her cunt. She tried to move away from it, but only succeeding in going around the pole and changing the location of the torturous device, sending waves of pleasure through her. Her arms and legs tensed against the ropes, but that only heightened the feelings between her thighs.

She did her best to calm down, not wanting him to beat her like this, but it was taking it's toll. Things got worse for the mare as Rumble stood and walked behind her, and then started to run his hands over her body, causing her to shudder. One of his hand reached lower, running around the waistline of her shorts, and he leant forward, beginning to nibble the side of her neck. His hand was joined by the other, and he slipped her shorts down to her knees, keeping a hold of the vibrator.

He ran them up the inside of her wet thighs, stopping with the toy just buzzing at her lips, his hand inside her soaking wet panties, and let her head turn towards him. “Do you want it?” She nodded at him, but all he did was pull it away.” “Ah ah, ask for it.”

“Rumbpphh, Ah Wanpphhh itphh!” She screamed around the rubber ball as he slipped three fingers into her, pressing the toy against her clit. Rumble grinned evilly as he watched Applebloom's arms straining against the ropes, her moans coming fast as she tried to breath through her nostrils. And then she threw her head back, biting into the rubber ball with a loud groan as her vag clamped down on his fingers, and he felt his arm drenched in her fluids. Her body began to shudder as she came down from her orgasm, head dropping forwards and a trail of drool dripping from her muzzle, down onto her breasts.

Rumble slipped his hands away from her crotch and stood in front of her, holding his wet hand up to her muzzle so that the scent of her juices entered her nostrils. She glanced at him with her head still lowered as he licked his fingers clean, the act turning her on once more. “So, are you sorry?”

“Sorrpphh... fopphh whapphh?”

“The airship, remember? I count it as... six times. Six times that you left me tied to the bed, fully erect, and then went off to do something else. So, are you sorry?”

“Yepphh.”

“You're not, are you?”

“Nopphh, notpphh reallpphh.” He just sighed at her, before untying her wrists. She expected him to let the other ropes loose, but instead he retied her hands behind her back, but in front of the pole. The ropes around her breasts went loose, and then he untied her legs. She didn't get far before the ropes around her chest was replaced, pinning her upper arms to her side. Picking her up, Rumble walked over to a single barrel, setting her down so that it was in front of her.

He bent down and wrapped a rope around her left ankle, throwing it around the barrel. She looked down to see him pull her legs apart, tying the other end around her right ankle. A trail of drool dripped from her muzzle and down his shoulder, but he just grinned up at her as he secured the rope. Applebloom tried to move one of her legs back, but it pulled the other one forwards. Rumble then wrapped a rope around the ones on her chest, pulling them together at her cleavage.

She started to moan and pull against him as he pulled her down, but he won out. He kept pulling until her breasts were almost touching the top of the barrel, and tied that rope off to the ones attached to her ankles. She tried to stand up straight, but found she had barely a centimetre of movement. “Now, this is much more fun.” The voice had come from behind her, and she gave a muffled cry as her panties were slipped down her legs.

Her moans returned once more as Rumble buried his tongue between her lips, swirling around her folds. Her hips bucked against his muzzle, so he placed his hands on her flank to hold her steady, pulling on her clit with his teeth. Applebloom clenched her eyes shut as she strained at the ropes once more, trying to get away from his evil way of pleasuring her. His hands made their way up her body, up to her breasts, where he started to gently knead and massage them.

Applebloom tried to stave it off once more, but once his teeth returning to their nibbling, she couldn't hold out, pressing against his muzzle as her juices dripped past it and down to the floor and his chest. The stallion stood from his position and walked in front of her, undoing the gag so that it came out, but hung around her neck. “Are you having fun yet?”

“Y-y-yes... Ah a-a-am. Now... g-g-get yer cock out.” The sound of a zip being lowered made her look up, seeing Rumble's erect stallion hood staring at her. “Come closer.” It was only a few steps, but as soon as he was near enough she took it into her mouth, right to the base. She started to bob her head up and down, swirling her tongue around his shaft. She just kept moving, at one point letting him slide out and licking the underside of his length a few times.

Rumble watched as the mare continued to suck on him with her eyes closed, feeling the pressure build. Once he was almost close he pulled away, getting an annoyed groan from the mare. She smiled as he reached over to a barrel at the side and picked up the blindfold. She gave him a nod and soon her vision was dark. She tried to start again, but never found purchase, until she felt him against her lips, and she immediately licked his tip, letting him slide into her mouth once more.

She kept going for a good five minutes, and then when she was at his base once more, she bit down slightly, causing him to groan as she slid back, her teeth scraping his skin. She did this a few more times, and Rumble felt the pressure reaching it's peak once more, then he remembered something else she had done on the ship. He held her muzzle steady and slipped out, almost ready. Applebloom stuck her tongue out and licked his tip, asking him for more, but her just held her still as he rubbed his cock with his other hand. It then twitched, and Applebloom opened her mouth with a gasp as his seed shot across her muzzle, into her mane, and down her chest and the barrel.

The pulsing stopped after a few moments, and Rumble pulled his boxers back up, smirking down at the bound mare. She turned her head a few times, trying to get a bearing on him. “Rumble, yer gonna let me out now, right? Rumble? Rumble, what are ya doinpphhh!!” The ballgag was shoved back in her mouth as she moaned around it, secured around her head once more. Her tongue touched it, and she couldn't but help lick the spunk from his cock that had landed on it and swallow. She felt him down behind her once more, but ignored it as she drank his treat.

Rumble wrapped another rope around her waist, picking the vibrator back up and placing it against her dripping lips, passing the rope above it, looping it around the one one her wrists, and then back to her front, where she tied it off. She then tried to pull her hands away but only succeeded in pressing the toy closer. “Oh don't worry, I'm not that cruel. Here, hold this.” A plastic box was placed into her hands, and she gripped it tightly. “I'm sure you could do with a drink after that, so you wait here whilst I go get one.” There was a small click and some low buzzing started against her cunny, the mare giving small moans.

Due to the fact she had lost her vision, Applebloom's hearing had gotten better. She listened as the cellar hatch was opened, closed, and locked shut, and then felt the box in her hands. There was a small knob on top, and turning it rewarded her with more powerful vibrations. She rode them, drool spilling on the barrel, for as long as she could, then lowered the power. She then turned it to full power, her body shuddering as she found out Rumble had only given her a fraction of it. Her hands flexed out with the pleasure, and then she heard a thud. She had dropped the control. “RUMBPHHH!!”

Her thighs squeezed together as she had a third orgasm, and she let her head fall to the top of the barrel, breathing heavily against the gag. She then started moaning once more as the vibrator continued its onslaught against her moist cooch. She'd have to wait until her coltfriend came back...

“So what are we doing here, Spike?” The stiletto heels on the mare's feet echoed through the catacombs, and the dragon stopped his walk. He looked at the drawing in his hand and compared it with the tunnels they pair found themselves in, a three way fork in front of them. He pointed to the left one and they started off again.

“I don't know. All we got was that note from Luna to come down here, and the map. Something about 'punishing Celestia'. By the way, you look sexy like that.” Sweetie Belle giggled at him, running her hands across her latest purchase from The Crop. It was latex again, this time was blood red in colour. She had purchased a latex skirt as well, which went halfway down her thighs. She gave a small moan as Spike took a clawful of flank and squeezed it. “I'm not sure why she wanted you dressed like that either.”

“Nor you like that.” Spike stopped then, looking down at his outfit with a chuckle. Velvet had managed to persuade him to by a latex outfit, his simply pants and a tight latex t-shirt. He hooked a finger into the d ring on her collar, pulling the mare close. She looked up at him with the most innocent smile she could muster, but then pushed him against the wall for a passionate kiss. “Well, which way next?”

“This way.” It took them another five minutes before the tunnel ended in a large door, and Spike raised a claw to knock on it. The door swung over in a dark blue aura, and the pair stepped inside, the door closing behind them. “Princess Luna?”

“Over here, if you please.” They walked over to where the voice sounded, eyes going wide in fear as they saw the Lunar Diarch. She gave a chuckle and waved to the two empty seats, the pair taking them nervously. “Worry not, it is merely for show. I am not Nightmare Moon. Now then, Miss Belle... the evening you 'enjoyed' with my sister. I understand that there was some discomfort the next morning, correct?”

“Yes, your highness.”

“You can just call me Luna. Now then, down to business. Once you ring that bell, you will be in full control until otherwise said. Celestia has agreed to this, so you can rest easy with no fear of repercussions.” The younger mare looked to Spike, who just shrugged, and then to the bell on the small table. She picked it up and shook it, a tinkling echoing throughout the room. The Solar Alicorn emerged from a side room, wearing nothing but her crown. “Sister, take you position.”

She walked over and knelt down in front of the trio, keeping her gaze on the floor. Sweetie Belle stood and walked around her, then followed Luna's outstretched arm to the wall, where a good variety of items had been set out. She pulled a couple of them over and stood in front of Celestia. “Put your hands out in front of you.” She did as told, and her wrists were soon bound tightly together. Her horn sparked once more, and the seat she was on slid across the floor. She sat in it and reached up her skirt, removing the latex panties from her body and swinging her legs over the arm rests. “Well, what are you waiting for? It isn't going to lick itself, is it?”

Celestia placed her hands on the lip of the seat for stability, lowering her muzzle between the unicorn's legs. Sweetie Belle gave a small moan as Celestia eagerly dug in, her tongue swirling around her folds. She couldn't help but begin to breathe heavily as the tongue inside grace across all of her sensitive spots, the elder mare then paying attention to her clit. Celestia moved her hands up and slipped two fingers in with her tongue, but Sweetie Belle sat up and pushed her away. “I said lick, didn't I?”

“Yes, mistress.”

“Go to the wall and fetch me a gag and a whip.”

“As you command, mistress.” Celestia stood up, walking over and reaching up with her arms, taking the two items. She came back over and knelt in front of Sweetie Belle, bowing her head and offering the tools, which the unicorn took. She held the ballgag out, signalling for Celestia to come close so that she could take it, with she did, and it was soon secured around her head. Sweetie Belle signalled for her slave to turn around, which she did. Celestia felt the stiletto heel pressed against her back, and she rolled forward as it pushed her forwards, leaving her on her hands and knees, and then came the crack of the whip on her flank. “MMPPPHHH!!”

“I beg you pardon? That is no way to say thank you, is it?” Another crack of the whip, harder this time. “Try again.”

“Thapphhh youpphh, mipphhtripphh. Mapphh I havpphh anopphherpphh?”

“Hmm, seeing as you asked politely... you can have another ten.” Celestia continued to moan around the gag as Sweetie Belle 'disciplined' her, whilst Spike and Luna sat back with smiles on their faces. The young dragon glanced out the corner of his eye, chuckling at her choice of 'outfit', or lack there off. The sound of faux leather on flanks stopped, and he looked back to see his mare walk over to the wall, humming to herself. “Hmm, no... no... no... no... oh, they look like it!” She sat back in the seat and pulled Celestia's tail out of the way, licking the first toy.

“MMMPPPPHHHH!!!!!” The muffled scream travelled throughout the room as Sweetie Belle shoved the dildo into Celestia's unsuspecting ass, following it up with one to her pussy. “Mppphhh....” Sweetie Belle leant forward and flicked switches on them both, smirking as they both buzzed in Celestia's holes. “MMMPPPHHH!!!!” The one in her ass started to slip out, so the unicorn mare pushed it back in with her foot. It happened with both then, and she started a new routine, pushing them in with her shoe each time they slipped out. She glanced behind her and saw Spike with a lustful glint in his eye.

“Luna, could you assist me please?” The pitch black alicorn stood from her seat, walking up next to Sweetie Belle, and taking the whip when it was passed to her. “Celestia, you can use your magic, but you must keep them in. Do you understand?” Her answer came in the form of a golden aura keeping the vibrators in position. “Right then, we have something to do. Could you please keep her in line?”

The younger alicorn lifted her leg over her sister's back, lowering her ass to the white fur. “Well, I do know of an... acquaintance that might be very interested in this current event. I'm sure he will enjoy helping you out. He can be here in mere moments.”

“Excellent, do it, please.” Luna's horn glowed, and then she was still for a minuted. They saw a flash through the doors, and they swung open to reveal darkness surrounding two odd shaped eyes with red irises, accompanied by a throaty chuckle. Sweetie Belle turned her gaze back to Luna, a grin on her face. “That is just evil. Could you possibly send Spike and I to our room?”

With a flash of her horn, the mare and dragon found themselves standing in the lounge of their apartment, the items from their last visit on the table next to some new ones that Spike had purchased from The Crop. Sweetie Belle waited patiently as he attached the cuffs to her wrists and ankles, leaving her elbows bare this time. He followed with six padlocks, locking her into the position. His arms wrapped around her and they lips met in a passionate kiss, before she looked at him, curious as to the jingling sound in his arms.

She had heard that when he was talking to Strap whilst she was trying some stuff on, and he brought a hand around to reveal a red ballgag that had a bell attached to the front. She leant forward and bit down on it, lifting it from his hand and waiting patiently for him to buckle it up. The next thing he did was remove her skirt, and the zip on covers over her breasts, letting her pert mammaries free. Her eyes widened as he produced some nipple clamps, and she nodded eagerly. He rubbed her breasts a few times to get the blood flowing, and then squeezing her nipple out.

She moaned happily as the rubber tips clamped tightly down on her, and she wobbled a little, both the gag and clamps ringing out. Spike bent down to the floor and removed the padlock between her ankle cuffs. “Spipphh?” He produced another clamp, bringing up a claw and rubbing her exposed marehood, causing her to shut her eyes from the pleasure, a small amount of drool starting to drip from her muzzle. “Spipphh, wherppph doepphhh thapphh onpphh gopphh?”

Her answer came as he spread her lips wide, exposing her clit. He gave it a few licks and then she felt cold rubber on her clit. She moaned loudly around the gag as it bit down on her, sending that wonderful pain/pleasure feeling through her body. Spike moved away and sat on the couch, unzipping his latex pants and letting his throbbing cock free. “Sweetie Belle, come here.”

She started to walk over, the three clamps and the gag all ringing out through the room. She stumbled slightly as the clit clamp seemed to tighten.. She managed to get to Spike, spreading her legs to either side of his and lowering herself to his crotch. The drool that was running down her muzzle dripped on to his latex top, rolling down. He brought up a hand and ran it through, using the liquid to lube his cock. She felt him probing at her entrance and slowly slid down him, his member pushing the clit clamp to a new position, but she didn't like it. “Spipphh, takpphh thapphh onpphh offpphh. Itpphh hurpphh!”

He did as asked, throwing it towards the table, ignoring the bell as it missed and fell to the floor. Sweetie Belle continued to lower herself down, and then began to raise herself up and down, both of them giggling as the nipple clamps and ballgag rang in time with her movements. Spike placed his hands on her flanks and squeezed, adding stability to her in this position. But then she stopped, and he saw her looking over his head. He turned round and saw that a passing Lunar guard had glanced in through the open door.

The stallion just looked at the couple, slowly closed the door, and walked away. Once sufficient distance away, he covered his eyes with a hand and sighed. “Why is it always me?” A flash of light went of behind him, and he turned to find out why, the drew his sword. “Nightmare Moon!? Stay where you are, you are... naked?” The mare looked over her body and gasped, her horn glowing and returning to her usual state. “Princess Luna? But... you're still naked.”

“Verily. I have need of your services!” The guard smirked then. Turns out that the mare from a few nights ago was the princess herself, having explained it allowed her to see her guards without them knowing it was her. There was another flash from her horn and they were in her bed chambers, where she pounced on him, knocking him onto her bed. Her arms came up and wrapped around him, her tongue running up his horn. “'tis not fair that Tia has all the fun, is it? Now, how are you going to please your princess?”

The guard flipped her over so that her back was against the covers, and quickly slipped out of his armour. He remained gazing at her beautiful body for a moment until she reached up and took a handful of fur, pulling him down to her.

Author's Notes:

So... who joined Celestia?

Right, so looking back... we've got AJ and Soarin, had a scene with them. Also Rarity and Blueblood. Got TwiMac in this one, but nothing with them yet. The question is... do you want one of them, and Pinkie and Flutters if I add them?

Because I do have an idea for Pinkie and Flutters.