Trixie squealed in delight as she felt her climax wash over her, bucking her hips hard enough to feel Rarity’s head smack against the floor beneath her. She arched her back and bit her finger, letting the endorphins flood her mind as she milked every last moment of feeling from Rarity’s horn.

As her orgasm subsided, Trixie fell backwards onto her elbows, Rarity’s horn sliding out of her body with a wet pop. She beamed with satisfaction, looking down at her victim slowly fidgeting on the floor, her eyes rolled back in ecstasy. Out of the corner of her eyes she could see the rest of her captives trapped in their own little worlds of pleasure, her throne, the crystal orb’s pedestal slowly rocking back and forth, the green light glinting off of Rarity’s sweat, the pools of–

… The pedestal rocking back and forth...?

Trixie felt a shiver of panic run down her spine as she looked up just in time to see the pedestal tumble over, the glowing orb atop it rolling off and falling rapidly toward the ground.

“No!” Trixie shouted, throwing all her weight in its direction, but she was too late; With a loud clink the orb hit the ground, rolling slowly away from her.

Trixie’s breath seized in her lungs. It didn’t shatter, which was a good first step. Scrabbling to her feet, she quickly snatched the orb from the ground and turned it over in her hands, inspecting it for any marks or damage.

A hairline crack. Trixie blinked and looked again to be sure.

The thinnest crack imaginable ran half the circumference of the orb, green light spilling out of it.

Trixie swallowed hard. “That’s not good…”

The room began to shake. Trixie covered her eyes as the orb shattered, its fragments disintegrating into a fine mist throughout the chamber. She could feel the entire structure falling apart around her, rocks falling off the ceiling and cracking on the floor.

All she could do was sigh as she was launched into the air, sailing through a void of blackness.

Twilight’s eyes fluttered open. She could feel grass against her skin, and the sun on her back. Sitting up, she could see her friends lying scattered around her, all apparently coming to at the same moment.

“Oh dear,” Twilight yawned as she stretched her arms, feeling the knots in her back untangle as she did. “what happened?”

Applejack pushed herself up to her knees and rubbed her eyes. “Did… Did we win?”

Twilight glanced around, her eyes settling on the smoldering ruin of a tower behind her in the distance. She grinned.

“You did it,” she said softly. “You all saved me. Thank you so much, brave heroines. I shall be sure to arrange a reward suitable to the enormity of the task you just completed.”

"Enough with the flavor text, Princess," Rainbow said as she pantomimed gagging. The friends all laughed as they met in a group hug.

“Of course,” Pinkie said, “We owe it all to Crystal. I don’t know how you did it, girl, but you saved us all!”

Rarity blushed and shook her head. “Any of you would have done the same, had you been the one to make it to Bellatrix’s throne room.”

Twilight returned her gaze to the ruin in the distance. “So… Is Bellatrix… Um… Dead?”

Rarity shrugged lightly. “I don’t know… I don’t even know how we wound up out here, to be frank. I fear I was in the throes of passion at the time.”

Twilight narrowed her gaze grimly. “So… She could be anywhere by now.”

Rarity nodded. “We’ll have to be ready in case she ever returns.”

Twilight sighed softly and turned back to her friends. “Very well. We shall cross that bridge if ever we come to it. For now, I think it’s time we head home.”

Twilight took a few steps away from the ruin before stopping and looking around quickly.

“Um… Does anyone know where home is?” Next Chapter: Epilogue Estimated time remaining: 5 Minutes