Moonstone – Chapter 8 “Tightrope”

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Fleur’s breath caught in her throat as she felt the rope wind around her forelegs, each loop pulling tighter than the one before it. In less than a minute, Fleur's fore legs were wound tightly together, putting her into a fairly unbalanced posture. She meekly whimpered as Luna's hot breath washed over her ear, nearly turning her already-wobbly legs into mush.

“Your punishment,” Luna whispered, her soft words wafting over Fleur’s ear. “Should you fail to follow any of my rules, is two orgasms, delivered in any manner I deem fit. Do you understand?”

“Y-yes, Mistress.” Fleur whimpered. The session had barely begun, and she was already dripping with anticipation.

“Rules,” Luna continued, her hot breath still teasing Fleur’s ear. “Number one should be a constant through all of our sessions. If you tell me what it is, I’ll give you a treat.” Fleur shuddered again, a jolt of excitement shooting down her spine. Her dom was asking her a question! Fleur had a chance to prove herself! To earn a reward! To make Luna happy! But she had to work quickly - Luna couldn't be kept waiting for an answer. Fleur opened and closed her mouth a few times, rushing to formulate a response.

“T-to call you ‘Master,’ ‘Mistress,’ or ‘Ma’am’ at all times… Master.”

“Correct.” Fleur could feel the pleased tone in Luna’s voice. It vibrated into her ear, sending another jolt of pleasure through her entire body. “Your reward, my dear pet…” Luna’s lips transitioned to her neck. “Is five licks… Anywhere I please.”

“Y-yes, Mistress… Thank you!” Fleur panted, her eyes fixed on the mirror. Luna leaned over her back, her lips still right next to Fleur’s ear. She could lick anywhere she pleased, but Fleur was begging her to lick her ear. Or her neck. Or her pussy. Or anywhere, for that matter. Luna could have licked her hoof and Fleur would have been the most grateful pony in all of Equestria.

“Hmm, where to lick, I wonder…?” Luna’s teasing made Fleur seep even more wetness, the fresh drops of arousal snaking down her thighs, and nearly to her knees, before soaking into her coat. She wanted this, and she was more than ready for it. Before the night was out, she silently prayed that she'd be wet enough to drench the carpet beneath her bound hooves. The rope around her forelegs began to wind tighter and tighter, glimmering with Luna’s magic. Other ponies would likely be frightened or angry at being bound like this, but not Fleur. She wasn't frightened at all.

She was excited.

Luna cinched the rope tight around her forelegs, effectively rending Fleur immobile. The ropes were tight, hugging her coat as intimately as a pair of leggings. She couldn’t move, or defend herself in any meaningful way. She couldn’t even use her hooves to pleasure herself. It was up to Luna to quench this fire in her core; It was up to her dom to please her, however she saw fit.

For this to work, for her to feel satisfied, happy, and fulfilled…

She had to trust Luna.

And Luna had to trust her; not just to be open and honest about her kinks, but to use the safe word if things got too intense, or if she felt wrong in any way.

’Moonstone.’

A single, easy to remember word, and it was Fleur's alone to use. One word from her would end it all; Luna would stop, the collar would come off, and the session would end. It was that simple.

Fleur prayed that she never had to use it, because she never wanted this to end.

Luna’s tongue pressed against the base of her ear, right where it met her skull. The pressure was hot, like an open flame, and Fleur's knees nearly buckled. It was a struggle to remain standing – even more so now that her legs were bound together. Luna's hot breath caressed Fleur's ear as she finished her lick, further melting Fleur's already-weakened knees. She whimpered and clenched her eyes, praying for an end to this debilitating teasing.

Her prayers were answered, and the teasing stopped - for the moment. Fleur’s core muscles were clenched tight, pulsing in time with her heartbeat. She whimpered thinly, wondering where Luna’s tongue was going to travel to next.

Luna answered her unspoken question by laying the flat of her tongue on the base of Fleur's spine, and dragging it all the way up to her mane. The lick was long and fast, and when Luna pulled away, Fleur could feel the cool trail of saliva the princess left behind. She wanted another lick, just like that. Heavens help her, she wanted a million more just like it. She swallowed hard, stifling the urge to whimper, to plead, to beg for more.

’No begging, not yet.’ Fleur thought. ’Luna will give it to me; I just have to be patient. Besides, we have the rest of the day, and all day tomorrow, in front of us.’

They had the rest of the day, and all day tomorrow.

The next lick was completely unexpected. It started near the bottom of her rear left hoof, and began tracing up towards her rump. Luna took her sweet time, and each inch she covered with the lick, Fleur felt another coil of rope wind its way round her leg. When Luna reached the back of her knee, Fleur almost collapsed, and when she dragged her tongue up over the meaty flesh of Fleur’s backside, she gave a soft cry of pleasure. Luna did the same for Fleur’s other leg, licking long and slow from her hoof up to the base of her tail.

“Hmm,” Luna moaned, her soft breath washing over Fleur’s marehood. “I have one lick left, and so much of you to lick… I wonder, where should I put my tongue next? Hmm?” She was asking her a question. Fleur’s mind raced, trying to think of a satisfactory answer.

“A-anywhere, mistress… Please… Please, lick me anywhere!”

“Oh? Anywhere?” Luna teased, her breath still making Fleur wetter than anypony should have a right to be. “What about here?” Luna’s hoof pressed into Fleur’s flank, right on her cutie mark. Fleur shuddered, but didn’t respond. “Here?” She touched the base of her tail, close to where she had started the lick along Fleur’s spine. Fleur stifled another whimper as yet another shudder raced through her. “Ooh, what about here?” Luna pressed her hoof into Fleur’s neck, eliciting a soft gasp and a twitch from her. The thick metal ring against her throat thumped into her, making Fleur whimper and writhe some more. “Or what about…” Her touch left completely, and Fleur watched in the mirror as Luna went around to her backside, disappearing behind her frame.

”Here?”

“AHN!” Fleur cried out as Luna’s last lick landed directly on her clitoris. She dragged her flat tongue in a slow, purposeful motion directly up the length of Fleur’s dripping cunt, adding just enough pressure at the exact right moment to slip the tip of her tongue inside. That one lick, that teasing touch to her clit, had her juices flowing in abundance, and was nearly enough to send her over the edge. She looked over her shoulder at the Princess, panting audibly as a long shudder raced through her body.

“Hmm, that was delicious.” Luna lifted her head, licking her lips seductively. “I must say, my little pet, your pussy is the best I’ve ever tasted. Why, if I didn’t have all these vibrators to use on you, I might just have to use my tongue on you…” She leaned closer. Fleur stared directly into her eyes, her entire body quivering with anticipation, excitement, and-

“HNN!”

Fear. The ropes around her hind legs cinched tight. Her hooves slid together with an audible sound, and her knees ground against one another. Luna filled her vision just then, even as her now-glowing horn went to work tying knots in the rope

“Again,” tighter. “And again,” Tighter still. “And again.”

That was it; Fleur was tied up completely, all four of her legs bound tightly together. She couldn't run, or touch herself, or do anything, for that matter. Luna had free reign over her body now, Fleur was just going to have to trust her. That, or stop her...

Moonstone.

'No... I'm not going to say it.' she thought. 'Not until I've had my fill.'

“Hmm… Fleur?”

“Y-yes, mistress?!” Her tone was thin and eager as she nearly spat the words out in a rush.

“You’re awfully wet back here. Would you like me to clean you up?”

“Y-yes, mistress! Please! Clean me up!” Fleur panted, her eyes clenched closed. She felt herself wobble a little, but she flexed every muscle in her legs, barely keeping herself from falling.

“Very well, then…” Luna smiled up the length of her body, allowing Fleur one last fleeting glance into her beautiful eyes before she disappeared behind her tail…

“Ahn!” Fleur’s wildest wishes came true just then. The way her legs were bound, she couldn’t spread herself open, but that didn’t dissuade Luna at all. She buried her muzzle in-between Fleur’s thighs, her tongue digging ferociously through the long, luxurious strands of her tail to assault her pussy directly. Fleur was wondering if Luna was cleaning her, or making more of a mess. But at the moment, she could care less - she was lost in a state of pure bliss.

“Hnn… AHN! Mistress!” Fleur gasped, her chest heaving with each breath now. “I’m going to cum! Mistress, please!”

“Go ahead, Fleur.” Luna’s approval was short and clipped, and she returned to licking right away. Fleur whimpered, her entire body shuddering as an orgasm approached…

“GUH!”

“Pwah!” Fleur felt her release burst forth, spattering the carpet and Luna in equal measure. Luna lapped up what she could, but Fleur was squirting too much fluid for any one pony to ever catch all of it. It dribbled down her thighs, arced through the air, and landed on the carpet in streams.

“My, my,” Luna teased, both of her fore hooves rising to massage Fleur’s twitching ass cheeks. “That was an awfully big squirt, my pet… Are you okay?”

“Y-yes, mistress…” Fleur panted. Despite how inundated she felt just then, Fleur could still stand. She couldn’t feel her legs at all, but she could stand. ’That has to count for something, right?’ Shaking, whimpering, and generally just feeling pleasured, Fleur managed to glance over her shoulder and give Luna an approving smile. “I-I’m okay… You can keep going, if you want…”

“Of course I can,” Luna teased, kissing Fleur’s rump warmly. “I can do whatever I want with you. But I think you’ve had enough pleasure, Fleur. I think it’s about time you get some punishment.”

“P-punishment?” Fleur whimpered, her heart going back into overdrive. “What have I done wrong, Mistress?”

“Well for one thing,” Luna wiped a hoof along her neck, showcasing the darker spots on her coat Fleur had made with her juices. “I never gave you permission to cum on me; Or to make such a mess. If this weren’t carpet, I’d have you clean the whole thing up. Instead, I guess I’ll just have to punish you. Do you remember what your punishment was?”

“T-two orgasms, Mistress…” Fleur whimpered, her blush so red her entire coat must have changed. “A-any way you deem fit.”

“That’s right, my pet. You’re learning. Come now.”

“Aah!” Fleur gasped as she was suddenly lifted off of the ground, hovering through the air helplessly. The spare rope that Luna hadn’t used to tie her up dragged along the ground as she was levitated towards the bed, where Luna unceremoniously dropped her.

“There we go,” Luna teased, looming over Fleur as she made her own way up onto the bed. “That’s much better. Why, from here, I think I might just be able to punish you properly. What do you think, hmm?”

“Y-yes, Mistress.” Fleur whimpered, her eyes wide as she looked up at Luna. She was an awfully intimidating figure, but Fleur knew more than anypony else how much pleasure this pony could grant her. Luna really was kind, in her own rough and unforgiving way. She had already done so much for Fleur, and if that devious smile indicated anything, she had much more planned for her before the night was over.

“So… Two orgasms, any way I see fit. Hmm, I wonder…” Luna's eyes set into a lusty, half-lidded gaze as she looked over Fleur's entire body. As she watched Luna's eyes, Fleur wondered what those eyes saw in that moment; How they would react to seeing a beautiful mare laid out in a blatantly provocative fashion, her legs tied tight, her dripping marehood barely concealed behind a slick, cum-covered pink tail, and her eyes wide with equal parts fear, wonder, and lust. Fleur's eyes flickered to the wall, and all of the paintings of mares in arousing positions, exposed, bound, panting, covered in cum and sweat and saliva…

“I think I’ll give you your first with this.” Luna’s horn glowed as she opened a far-away bedside table and withdrew a rather large-looking dildo. Fleur had seen it earlier, laid out with the others. She had barely been able to handle one small egg vibrator. What was Luna thinking, giving her something so big and intimidating? “Hmm… Tell me something, my pet. And you had better be honest. Whose saliva do you want on this? Mine? Or yours?” Luna waved the dildo back and forth, still looming over Fleur threateningly.

“M-mine, Mistress…” Fleur whimpered. She worked her tongue in her mouth, hoping she had enough saliva, and thankfully, she did. Luna’s horn glowed as she shoved the dildo between Fleur’s lips, pushing it as deep as it would go. Fleur felt it hit the back of her throat, but she wasn’t unused to the sensation. She accepted it willingly, her eyes closing as she worked her tongue along the plastic shaft. She had expected it to be hard and unforgiving, but she found it to be rather soft and pliable; Similar to a stallion's cock, only much smaller. Fleur groaned into the plastic shaft, feeling her spit begin to lather the dildo. She wasn’t a stranger to fellatio, and had often used it on Fancy Pants when she didn’t feel like taking him inside. She enjoyed it to an extent, but not nearly as much as she did a good, rough fucking. That is, until the dildo again hit the back of her mouth, giving Fleur a stark reminder that in this case, the fellatio was hers to take, not give; She had no choice in the matter now, but that same lack of choice that was quickly changing her opinions on the matter.

When Luna shoved the dildo into her mouth, willingly or not, she felt tendrils of pleasure stem from the invasion. Her hips began to writhe atop the sheets, and she felt her arousal drip down her thighs and onto the bed. She wanted nothing more than to be filled with this thing, to be fucked with it. Front and back, from wall to wall… She wanted it. And she wanted it now.

“Pluh! Haah! Haah!” Luna pulled the dildo out of her mouth, leaving several long, shiny strands of saliva stretching between her mouth and the toy. Panting, Fleur looked up at Luna with half-lidded, heavy eyes. She was eager for more, and she'd do anything for it. She knew she didn't have to, but a small part of her mind wanted to literally beg Luna for more.

“Are you ready?” Luna asked, slowly trailing the dildo down Fleur’s front.

“Yes, mistress!” Fleur gasped outright, her hips writhing. With her legs tied up, laying down would be nearly impossible. She was about to ask for help when Luna stepped over to assist. In one fluid motion, she lifted Fleur's rear legs up and smoothly laid her down onto her back. Luna next pushed Fleur's rear legs up and back, bringing them nearly level with her forelegs, and fully exposing her glistening slit to the Princess. Fleur could not see too well at this angle, but she knew what was coming, and she made a mental note to try and contain her squirting if at all possible.

“Brace yourself.” Luna clicked the vibrator on. Fleur could hear it from where she lay. “This is going to be… Intense.”

“Yes, mistr-RRAUGH!” If the egg had been a lightning strike, this was a cataclysm. The combination of the buzzing vibrator and the hard shaft delving into her aching core instantly drove Fleur over the edge into an all-consuming orgasm. Raw, unfiltered pleasure rocked every inch of her body, flooding her mind and her very being with a kind of ecstasy that she had never before thought possible. She whimpered lustily as her inner muscles flexed, but instead of squirting, her walls clamped down on the dildo like a vice, driving Fleur to even higher levels of pleasure. It felt like it was vibrating her whole body. She clenched it tight, but no amount of abdominal strength could have held the toy in place. With Fleur’s own juices and saliva, Luna slid the toy in and out, pressing the head in all of the right places inside of her.

“Mistress! Mistress! Mistress!” Fleur panted with each new thrust. The dildo glided over her slick walls, filling and voiding her hungry pussy with smooth, easy motions. “Mistress! It feels so good! Ahn! Yes! Please, mistress! More!”

“As you wish.” Luna grinned down at her, the smooth toy pausing for half a second. Fleur wondered what it was she was planning…

And then her world exploded.

Luna drove the toy down into her, spearing Fleur’s fully-exposed marehood with the hard shaft. The buzzing intensified to all-new levels, rending her completely silent; Fleur couldn’t have formed a coherent thought if she tried. With a final twisting motion, Luna pressed the toy directly onto her g-spot, the one part of her sexuality that Fleur had never been able to explore. If Fleur's world exploded when the toy entered her moments before, the reaction from her g-spot melted whatever was still left.

If she were a pane of glass, she would have shattered into a million pieces. Her mind, her body… her soul became the very definition of pleasure. Giving nothing more than the wayward twitch, Fleur felt her tongue spill out of her mouth, and her muscles go slack. She drooled helplessly on the sheets, her eyes fluttering in time with the waves of pleasure that rolled through her body. Luna didn’t pause, either, repeating the same twisting motion to hit Fleur's g-spot again and again and again. Four times, five times... Or was it six... Ten maybe? Fleur lost track of that, and everything else around her, as she continued to bask in the glow of the most pleasure she had ever known in her life. She only knew that when the dildo was pulled out, it took her strength with it. She collapsed, her body flopping sideways onto the sheets.

“What do you know,” Luna teased, flicking the vibrator off. “You didn’t even squirt.”

“Thowwy, mithtweth…” Fleur whimpered, her words completely garbled by her slackened tongue, which still drooped lazily out of her mouth. She slurped her saliva down, pulling her tongue in. Had she bit it at all? No, no pain. That was a good sign. With another deep sigh, Fleur raised her heavy head to smile at Luna. “I can clean it up, if my mistress would let me?”

“Maybe later, Fleur.” Luna filled the space before her, pressing a soft kiss into her lips. “For now, why don’t we untie you? I think we’re done.” The pressure around Fleur’s neck released, and she watched the thick collar glide away to rest on the bedside table. Part of her was sad to see it go; The other part of her was too lost in a haze to comment at the moment.

“By the stars…” Fleur groaned, her eyes closing as she rested her head on the bed. “That was incredible.”

“Good?” Luna asked, focusing on the knot she had tied.

“The best yet. I… I loved it. I’d do it again in a heartbeat. Luna, that was… That was perfect.” Fleur felt the pressure around her forelegs loosen, and she could move them again. She flexed experimentally, smiling as she felt her muscles respond properly. Aside from the wooziness, it seemed, Fleur had recuperated from this orgasm in good shape; ’I’m getting better at this already.’

“Can you walk?”

“I think so,” Fleur stretched her hind legs as Luna untied them, and felt them full of energy as well. “Yes, I can walk.” She slowly rolled out of the bed and onto her hooves, glad that she didn’t wobble or sway under her own weight. Her core was sore, wet, and completely done, but she could at least walk.

“Let’s take a bath.” Luna took the collar with them as they left the room, heading a short way down the hallway to the bathroom. Fleur smiled at the familiar sight of the large tub and shower-head set into the wall, and she looked at the concrete slab across the room with a little more interest than previously. She hoped they’d come here some time, where Luna could make a mess of her with water and who-knew-what-other liquids. As Luna drew them a bath, Fleur looked herself over. Her coat was matted in places where the rope had been, the fine strands kinked and sticking up in odd directions. It’d take her some time to return them to normal.

The water was blissfully hot, and Fleur felt what little tension there was leave her muscles. The first contact with her aching core was a little painful, but not unwelcome. After easing her haunches in, she found even that soreness began to quickly fade away. Luna sat by her side, already scrubbing her own chest with a washcloth and soap. Fleur must have made a mess with that one orgasm, but the Princess didn’t seem to mind. In fact, she set to her task with a very satisfied smile on her face.

“So, how did you like it?” Luna asked quietly, still focused on scrubbing herself. Fleur was content to soak for a little while, and she contemplated her answer for a few moments.

“There probably wasn’t a thing I’d have changed about that session.” She admitted with a blush. “Everything was ideal. The foreplay, the teasing, tying me up… And the vibrator… The vibrator was incredible.”

“Well, I’m glad to hear I haven’t lost my old touch.” Luna shot her a quick, teasing grin before focusing on her individual hooves. Fleur sunk down into the bath water until her mane wafted about her face and her tail clouded the water behind her. She heaved a slight sigh, her eyes closing from relaxation.

“Want me to scrub you down?” Luna asked, pulling Fleur out of her reverie.

“Yes, please.” Fleur admitted with a slight blush. Luna nodded towards the showers set in the nearby wall, as her glowing horn turned the water on ahead of them. Fleur followed, the both of them already streaming a waterfall of hot water off of their bodies. At the princess’ insistence, Fleur slipped up onto one of the wooden benches, spreading wide for Luna to wield soap and washcloth.

A stark contrast to ‘mistress’ Luna, this facet of the Princess was very kind and caring. When they were doing a session, Fleur felt helpless and dominated. From the collar to the ropes, the vibrators to her tongue, Luna was insistent and ever-present. But with the session now complete, Fleur found herself smiling in a warm, friendly sort of way. Luna guided the soap against her coat carefully, being delicate around her core, but rough along her thighs, back, stomach, and neck. Fleur knew once she was rinsed off, her coat would be all but normal again, not matted and kinked where the rope had dug into her skin. When she was completely lathered, Luna cranked on one of the showers and guided her under it. The soap sluiced off of her coat, leaving her whole once more. Soaking wet, they returned to the bath to stew for a little bit longer.

“Was there anything you’d want to change or add next time?” Luna asked quietly, her eyes closed as she leaned against the wall of the tub.

“Hmm…” Fleur contemplated the question carefully. In retrospect, there was one thing… “Yes… I’m… Well, I’m still a Unicorn, but I’m not as fragile as others. If anything, could I ask that maybe… Next time… You be just a little bit more rough?”

Luna flashed Fleur a smile so devious, Discord himself would have been impressed.

“Our next session, Fleur, I think you’re going to like very much. Now come on; Let’s dry off and get some sleep.” Luna popped the drain in the bottom of the tub and nuzzled Fleur’s neck.

“Tomorrow’s going to be a big day.”