Twilight floated through an endless library, columns of books stretching floor to ceiling all around her, their covers clean, bright and inviting. At any moment, she could sweep in, pluck one from a shelf and settle down to read, but for the time being she was content just to drift, surrounded by knowledge. The ceiling was, in some strange trick, also the night sky, both close by and very far away, and stars shone softly among the jet black arches.

Warmth tingled in her body, a soft, relaxed pleasure, and she was unsurprised to find herself naked. Her hands roamed slowly over herself with a pleasant lack of haste, drifting up and down between her legs and gently catching her nipples between her fingers. It felt wonderful. A gentle realisation crept over her that she was dreaming, and even as she acknowledged it was so, she felt everything fade around her into darkness and warmth.

Her eyes half opened, and gradually focused on the sweepings pattern of wood grain above her head. She was in her bed. A deep, soft sigh escaped her as a warm mouth drifted over her sex, and she let her head fall loosely back against the pillows. "Oh, yesss..." she murmured sleepily.

"Good morning, Twilight." Luna was gazing at her, her star filled mane spread out like a cloud across the pillow. That meant that the pony between her legs had to be - yes, it was Zecora. "Were thy dreams pleasant?" she added.

"Mmm. Yes. I was having the most wonderful dream. Ah! Ahhh. Mmm." Twilight nodded dazedly, only half awake, and fully distracted by each delicious sweep of the enslaved pony's tongue. Slave. Yes, that was what she'd made Zecora. Her eager slave. Her hips shifted at the thought, and a quicker gasp escaped her hips as she rocked against a renewed tongue lashing. Muffled groans of adoring pleasure escaped the shape beneath the blanket.

Luna smiled, lowering her head a little with another touch of the odd shyness Twilight had begun to notice about her. "It was my gift to you, Twilight. Memories of what the library once looked like, in the castle I shared with my sister long ago. I had hoped for thy approval."

Twilight looked over at her, momentarily distracted from the pleasure rising softly but surely in her body. A sincere smile on her lips, she answered "Thank you, for everything you showed me. It was really beautiful. It seemed familiar somehow, but I didn't know why. I've only ever seen it in ruins."

"Truly, it is a shame that it is so harmed by wind and weather. I would have wished to walk through it at your side, as it once was." Luna replied quietly.

"But there's a library in Canterlot, we could explore that together if you like!" offered Twilight, then gasped as Zecora flicked her tongue up and down against her clit, stealing her attention back for herself.

Luna laughed quietly. "Zecora also wished to express her appreciation of thy deeds. Enjoy her attentions; I shall not leave if you are to pay attention to her tongue before my own."

That put images of Luna taking Zecora's place firmly in Twilight's thoughts, regardless of what she'd actually meant. As far as Luna was concerned, she'd been stripped to sleep with Twilight, then again to stand beside Zecora before they all found Twilight's bed. She might know she'd been charmed, but she didn't remember being touched... only kissed, once.

She could fix that.

Spreading her legs a little wider to give Zecora better access and groaning appreciatively, she murmured "That's wonderful, Zecora. Yes. Yes... yes." Taking a deep breath, she added "Princess?"

Luna looked over into her eyes. "-yes?"

Twilight quelled an irrational little tingle of nervousness, and said with a smile "Kiss me?"

Luna hesitated, then gave a tentative smile in return. "If that is thy desire, Twilight." She leant up on one arm and carefully lowered her lips to Twilight's. Twilight inhaled deeply, returning the kiss gently and without haste. A little whimper escaped from her as Zecora's warm breath tickled her damp skin and the kiss deepened. Her eyes were closed now, and her world had shrank to the touches of their warm lips on her body.

Her groans deepened, and her hand slid down under the covers to caress Zecora's head, feeling her mohawk under her fingers. Luna's kiss was becoming more assertive, and Twilight responded in kind, tongues dancing. A tremor thrummed through Twilight and she pressed the striped pony's mouth more firmly between her legs. Her hand caught Luna's and squeezed, fingers intertwining, and she gasped against her lips, her skin tingling.

"Mmmf! Mmm!" she gasped, her back arching. Her body shuddered through a climax, a long, thrumming wave of pleasure that washed through her and left her limp in the bed, breathing deeply. "That was... a really, really nice way to wake up. I don't know why anyone would want to wake up any other way."

Her eyes opened. Luna was still leaning over her, her dark cheeks reddened, and her lips slightly parted as she breathed in deeply. She looked incredible, and Twilight's breath caught as she gazed at her. Her momentary trance was broken by the feeling of a warm body sliding against hers, crawling up from the bottom of the bed. Warm breasts and smooth metal rings stroked her skin, and Zecora's head emerged from the blanket with a satisfied smile on her lips and contentment in her eyes.

"I wished to wake you with a taste, now I am slave debased. Before this day I'd not understood, that my owner might taste so good."

Twilight gave a relaxed giggle, and wrapped her arms around the two women either side of her. Zecora snuggled closer with perfect willingness, and Luna gently rested her hand on Twilight's stomach, smoothing up and down as she explored her body.

Twilight lay there for a while, letting herself sink into a half-doze once more as she bathed in their closeness. Slowly though, a thought that had been nagging at her became impossible to ignore. She had to tell Luna. There was no way around it, if Luna was going to help her figure out how to deal with Celestia. It was tempting just to tell her now - she could only imagine how excited it would make Zecora, with her newly implanted fetish for shows of mental control. But perhaps that itself was a reason she should wait until later. Luna might be upset, and Zecora urgently humping her leg would certainly make it a little more complicated.

Until later, she told herself, and sank deeper into the softness of her bed.

Later turned out to be midmorning, after Twilight had loaned Zecora some clothes just in case she was seen in the forest, and bid her return home with very firm orders not to even consider using her powers to control or influence anyone. Now Luna was dressed, sitting opposite her, and it was past time to tell her the truth.

It would have been easier if the words didn't keep dying in her throat.

"Um." she started, then stopped.

Luna gazed at her quietly. "Is there something that is the matter, Twilight Sparkle?"

Twilight rubbed the back of her neck awkwardly. "Kind of. Um, look. Are you angry with me, for what I did?"

Luna gazed at Twilight assessingly, then shook her head. "I do not resent thy victory. Whether that is through your power or not, I cannot tell. I would not wish to be sent from thy side."

Twilight drummed her fingers restlessly, not quite meeting Luna's eyes. "I'm not the only one that's been charming you. I found out, when I cast it. I didn't know."

"Truly? Who has done such a thing, that I do not even recall it?" she replied with a frown.

"Um. Your sister. Celestia." she said meekly.

"You... " Luna struggled to finish the sentence, before shaking her head. "No, I do not believe you would lie. Nonetheless, such news is hard to believe, and unwelcome. There are other creatures that I would have found it worse to be charmed by, that would have bid terrible actions, and I am glad I have been spared such degradation, but all the same, I would not have believed it had it come from any lips but thy own."

"...I'm sorry, princess." Twilight reached out, then hesitated. Luna completed the motion for her, leaning into Twilight's hand and closing her eyes as she stroked her cheek.

"Dost thou know what actions my sister has bid of me?" Luna asked after a moment.

Twilight nodded, mutely. "Kind of... sexual."

Luna glanced up at Twilight, then closed her eyes again. "I would not have thought it of her. Such thoughts have occurred to me - I have lived too long beside her not to have had at least one or two fevered dreams of my own. But I would not have ever acted upon them."

"It's, it's harder. Than you think. I think. I got this power by accident, I never meant to do, well, any of this. But it's just so easy. I can't tell you how good it feels, to use it. It's so tempting. All the time, Luna, I'm being tempted. I barely held out a couple of weeks before I was using it deliberately. ...I think that was really terrible of me. I know it was." Twilight trailed off. "I wouldn't have expected it. I didn't believe it, at first, but I can't judge the princess for it if she did the same."

"Then I must ask of you, what is thy desire? What will you do? Whatever you wish, I shall seek to fulfil it. I am thy own creature, now."

Twilight pushed aside the distracting tingles that gave her. This was serious. "I... I don't want to lose this. I don't want to give up the new life I'm living. If I could believe she would just stop me from using the power on anyone I haven't yet touched, I, I could live with that. But I can't believe that's what would happen. I really don't know what she would do, and I'm afraid of what she might do, and I hate that! I... I love her. She's my teacher, and my friend, and the person I admire most in the world, and I don't know how to cope with trying to picture her as, as a threat!" she burst out.

Luna gently shifted out of her chair and moved beside Twilight, wrapping her arm around her. One wing opened, curling around Twilight's side like a feathery blanket. "It truly grieves me, to see this divide between you."

"She'd take you away." Twilight sniffed. "I'm not sure about everypony else, but I'm sure she'd take you away, and I don't want that."

"Nor would I." Luna replied, softly and sincerely. Twilight curled quietly into her enfolding wing, and stayed there as Luna stroked her mane. After a few moments, she added "Twilight, will I betray thy confidence if I am to be charmed once more by my sister?"

"...maybe. I found a way to hide the charm a little, so if she asked you questions, she wouldn't get any answers out of the ordinary. But if she ordered you to tell her something, you would. It's just how the charm works... the most recent order wins. I'm sorry."

Luna looked down, her lips twisting slightly with unhappiness. "I had accepted that thy power was sufficient to conquer me, and had made peace with that truth. But to be fought over like this, to be torn between two who can command my actions, is not to be borne. Twilight, something must be done."

Twilight swallowed. "I've been thinking about it. I don't want to think it, and I've been trying to think of another way, but... I think I'm going to have to try to charm the Princess." She cringed, the very idea causing her to flinch at the sheer betrayal.

"Yes. That is the only course of action which will ensure you keep those close to you, including myself."

Twilight lifted her head, a little stunned by the ease of Luna's agreement. "But it's - Princess Celestia! I just... I can't turn on her like this."

"Have you not used this charm on others you care for, Twilight Sparkle? I have seen their dreams. One by one, those closest to you have succumbed to thy power. I do not believe that you mean them harm, but you have taken them, and made them closer to you. Even I, the Princess of the Night, lie nude in your bed each eve, ready to serve at thy whim. Is charming my sister so very different?"

Twilight opened her mouth to reply, then hesitated. Resting her head against Luna's shoulder, she answered eventually "I'd never want you to think I don't respect you. I think you're magnificent, Princess, I really do. It's made me so happy to see you taking your place beside Princess Celestia and watching over us all. I love my friends too, I... wanted to be closer to them. In ways I'd never be close to them, without the charm. It's just - Celestia."

She sighed, staring at her hands. "She's always been so far above me, to look up to. Even as a filly, I was so nervous I could barely stand in her presence. Being made her student made me prouder than anything in my whole life. I can see her making space for me in her life, and it's such an honour. She's my teacher, and my princess. She was almost a second mother to me, sometimes." Twilight blushed. "Please never tell her I said that. I just mean... it's hard, to imagine going against her. I can barely think about it. It's like it just doesn't... fit into my head."

Luna looked down at Twilight with a touch of concern. "Twilight, are you certain that thy thoughts have not been touched also?"

"No. I'm not. It was the first thing I wondered about, when I realised that she'd been using the charm too. But if she had, I don't think I could be - deciding to do this."

Luna stayed quiet for a moment. "What is thy intent? I may return to Canterlot, and announce in public my decision to travel on a tour of Equestria. If I am careful not to allow myself a private audience with my sister, I shall be able to leave for an extended time without offering her a chance to enchant me once more, and so reveal thy plans."

"But - you don't have to go, there must be something else you could do... what if I need you? Couldn't you help me enter Celestia's dreams, and confront her there?"

"I am sorry, Twilight, but I cannot. I have never been able to see into my sister's dreams. Her power is too great."

"Oh. I'm sorry." Twilight murmured. She'd have to check Luna hadn't been ordered to believe that, but assuming it was true and not a trick, that left her one option. "What about the elements of harmony? They're sealed away in Canterlot, but they might be strong enough."

"It is possible. I shall tamper with the locking spell to weaken it before I leave. It will seem to be sealed as ever, but it shall open to you if thou were to exert your will. You shall only have one chance, Twilight. I dare not allow myself to wait in Canterlot for your readiness, and you must not wait for my return. There can be no telling when Celestia may discover the truth of thy actions, and all shall be lost."

Twilight ran a hand through her mane distractedly. "I'll need Pinkie to help. She's the very last one."

"It is as well for you to seek her out. She may act against you, even if from concern for you."

The thought of Luna leaving made her heart ache, and she suddenly and profoundly wished Applejack were there to comfort her. "If it's alright, I'd like to put an enchantment on you to help hide what you know from your sister, just in case. When you're in her presence, you wouldn't remember any of this, so it's harder for Celestia to come across it accidentally."

She frowned thoughtfully. "But you'd still need to continue what you'd intended to do, and come up with reasons that wouldn't make her suspicious. I'm going to have to write this down first."

Luna's wing curved inwards, gently brushing Twilight's cheek. "I do not wish to forget the time that I have spent with thee since my second defeat at your hands, Twilight, even for a moment. But I shall submit to this, to better keep you safe."

Twilight lowered her head. "...sorry. I promise I'll end it the moment that I'm sure it's safe."

"I look forward to that. I know you will treat my sister with the same gentleness that you have treated myself. Write, Twilight Sparkle. Craft thy spell. Then, though it grieves me, I must depart."

Applejack hummed a cheery tune under her breath as she hauled another hay bale off the wagon and pulled it onto her shoulder with a grunt. Stray strands of straw had thoroughly infiltrated her mane and tail, sticking out at odd angles, and she adjusted her hat with her free hand as she stepped into the barn and rolled the bale off her shoulder down onto a stack of them.

It was a warm day, the sun beating down outside the barn, and she was grateful for the bit of breeze that ruffled the ends of her hair. Absently she reached down and rubbed her knee through a hole in her worn jeans. She really had to patch that. She was starting to get a tan on that bit of her knee alone.

She heard the scuff of a footstep behind her, and remarked aloud "'Bout time you got back from the orchard, Big Mac. You finished clearing out that tree stump yet? Got a sapling all ready to go in." But instead of the deep voiced affirmative she expected, she heard a distinctly softer, more tentative clearing of a throat.

"Um. Applejack?"

She twisted around, breaking into a broad smile. "Well hey there, sugarcube. Sure is nice to see you." Glancing around, she checked that Applebloom wasn't anywhere in sight - you never could tell with that scamp - and added "Ma'am."

Twilight smiled weakly. "I'm glad I caught you."

"Hey now. Something the matter?" Applejack pushed away from the stack of bales and crossed the scuffed floor, taking Twilight into her arms and squeezing protectively. Twilight pressed herself close, burying her head in Applejack's checked shirt.

"I kind of upset myself." she murmured quietly. "I've been thinking about something I found out, and it's hard to know what to do. I mean, I think I know what I should do, but I don't really want to, it's... a step too far."

Applejack cocked her head, squeezing Twilight's shoulder. "What's that you've found out, sugarcube? You're not making a lick of sense. Best you slow down and start from the start."

Twilight inhaled deeply, then let it go, deflating. "Princess Celestia. She's using the charm. The book I found it in was probably her book, all those years ago. I don't want her to take you all away, and I think I'm going to have to - to try to use it on her."

"What? The Princess, seriously? Heck Twilight, I know you're real skilled with magic, but she's - she's Celestia! You really think you could take her on? I mean, even if you reckoned you should, that's a pretty tall order." Applejack looked at Twilight with disbelief.

Twilight looked away to the side, slightly sheepish, and with a trace of guilty pride. "I charmed Princess Luna. I wasn't planning to, but she had found out, and it was like Rarity all over again. That's how I found out. Princess Celestia had been charming her too."

"Wha- you're serious. Whew. Reckon I might need to sit down a bit." Applejack drew Twilight with her and flumped down onto a bale, shaking her head. "Princess Luna? You zapped Nightmare Moon with your horn and poof, sex slave?"

"Applejack! She isn't Nightmare Moon anymore, and it was very hard. If she'd been fighting me properly and had realised how powerful the spell was, I wouldn't have won. But - kind of." She rubbed the back of her neck awkwardly.

"Heck. Can't say as I know what to say to that. She around? Won't know what t'say to her." Applejack paused, then looked thoughtful. "Well, mebbe I would. If she's one of us now, reckon I could maybe talk to her about things." Another thought overtook that one, and she added more slowly "You told her about Princess Celestia?"

"She isn't here. She's going to go back to Canterlot, and put together a reason for a tour of Equestria. It will keep her away from Princess Celestia long enough for me to do - something. Either tell the Princess the truth, or, well, try to use the charm on her myself." Twilight sighed deeply. "I really don't want to try this. I can barely imagine what it would be like if it worked. She's Celestia."

Applejack watched the flush darken on Twilight's cheeks. Darned if that didn't look like some part of Twilight wasn't totally against the idea. "Guess you told her to stay away from the Princess then, huh."

"Mm, I did. But she told me about some of the things they'd done together, while she was charmed. Applejack, the depravity. I would never have dreamed that Celestia would do something like that to her sister."

Twilight's voice was definitely huskier now than it had been before, and Applejack cast a glance around for Applebloom again. The way Twilight was going, she'd work herself right the way up to charming Applejack right there in the barn. Not that she minded being charmed like that, but she really, really didn't want it to happen anywhere her little sister might catch them.

"So you spent the night with Princess Luna? Guess I was a mite curious when you sent us all home the middle of the day yesterday."

"I spent the night with Luna and Zecora as well, actually." Twilight admitted with a slightly embarrassed smile.

Applejack blinked. "Zecora? When'd you get your hands on her?" This might be getting a bit out of hand.

"Yesterday evening. It was amazing. Luna let me see into her dreams, and I charmed her, and she walked naked to my door to see me, and she was so, so desperate to please me..." Twilight breathed heatedly.

Despite herself, Applejack felt herself responding to Twilight's obvious arousal. "Well, maybe we can meet up-" She cut off as Twilight's hand moved to her chest and squeezed her breast firmly, a submissive rush of pleasure momentarily robbing her of her words. A low moan escaped her parted lips.

She really had to get out of sight before someone saw this, while she still had the willpower to do it. Never mind Applebloom, her brother could be there at any minute. "Uuuhmm... Think we can take this up to my room, Ma'am? Don't reckon an audience would do much f'r me."

Twilight nuzzled up against Applejack's neck, kissing heatedly. "Oh, I don't know... maybe I could live with that."

"Ma'am." Applejack whimpered in protest, her resolve weakening with each kiss. Her nipples were rock hard, jutting against the skimpy, lacy bra she'd gotten from Rarity and showing visibly through her flannel shirt. She was losing the will to fight it, and she knew it...

Footsteps sounded outside the barn. Applejack stiffened, and felt Twilight go rigid at her side. "Hide!" she blurted, and Twilight threw herself full length behind the stack of haybales with a loud thud that made Applejack wince. Desperately, she sought to calm her body down as the barn door was pushed open a little wider.

Rocks. Apples. Granny's pie on a cold day. Anything other than Twilight biting her neck-

"Hey! Hey, Big Mac." Applejack dredged up a slightly desperate grin that didn't quite fit on her face.

The broad silhouette of her brother eclipsed the light shining into the barn as he stepped inside, and nodded at her.

"Got the tree stump out then. Good work!" she said as calmly as possible, and tried not to wince. She just didn't sound natural at all.

"Eeyup." There was a quizzical hint to his affirmative. Haystacks and rat tails, he'd noticed.

"Got that sapling ready to go right in. In the wheelbarrow. Jest around the side of the barn, you know?" This was ridiculous. She didn't have to hide Twilight. She could have just scooted away from her, and acted like everything was normal. Except now that she was hiding Twilight, if she suddenly popped up, it would look even more suspicious.

Big Mac looked at her, unmoving. The straw in his mouth shifted slightly.

Applejack's sheepish, awkward grin grew wider and slightly more desperate. Everyone suspected she and Twilight were dating, even if they hadn't actually told anyone, right? She could just get Twilight to come right on out, and who'd have a problem with that? Absolutely no one, that's who, and if they did, she'd darn well have a word or two about dating who she darned well pleased.

"So, y'know?" she added through her fixed grin.

"...Eeyup."

"There anything else you need a hand with?" There was a creak of floorboards shifting slightly from behind the hay bales. She resolutely stopped herself from glancing over.

"...Nnope."

Applejack winced at the wall of scepticism he radiated with that single response, watching him back out of the barn and listening as he rustled about beside it. The squeaky wheel of the wheelbarrow squeaked off into the distance, and she finally unfroze, dropping back flat on the hay.

"Wheeew. Y'can come on out now."

Twilight popped up from behind the hay, a stray strand sticking out of her mane and a puzzled expression on her face. "Um, Applejack? Why was I hiding?"

"Well- heck, don't ask hard questions." Applejack stammered, blushing. "I jest went and panicked, that's all. Look now, Twilight, I reckon you and I, we can scoot on up to my room and if we keep our voices down, won't be anyone the wiser."

Twilight circled the bale and sat down next to Applejack again. "Are you sure? We've never done anything like that here. I want you to be... comfortable." She rubbed the back of her neck again.

Applejack gently smiled, and plucked the straw out of Twilight's mane. Tossing it aside, she leaned in and kissed her closest friend firmly. "Sure as sugar, ah'll be happy anywhere, long as I'm with you. Been a couple've days. I've been getting a mite antsy."

Twilight hugged her hard. "I love you, Applejack. I needed to be near you, to ground me. Please, let's go."

"Ah love you too, you know that." Applejack kissed her again, then seized her hand and pulled her to her feet. Sunlight broke over them both as she tugged Twilight out of the barn, and slid the door closed behind her.

"Uh. Applejack-"

Applejack turned around. Big Mac was leaning on the side of the barn, looking at her with a hint of a smile around his straw.

"Big Mac! But - the wheelbarrow! You were there the whole time?"

"Eeyup." he confirmed with a nod.

"So... y'heard everything?" She could feel her cheeks burning a fiery red.

"Eeyup." He pushed off the side of the barn and laid a friendly hand on Twilight's shoulder, giving her a warm smile of approval, then lifted Applejack's hat and mussed her mane affectionately before setting it back down slightly askew.

Applejack watched him, jaw agape, as he ambled off towards the distant shape of the abandoned wheelbarrow. "...guess that went well." she managed, weakly.

Twilight shook her head, then suddenly giggled. "I think our secret is out! A bit of it, anyway. I think Ponyville wouldn't know where to start if they knew about Rainbow, and Rarity, and Fluttershy, and Zecora, and oh my goodness, Luna."

"Y'are building up a heck of a collection there, Ma'am. That what you have in mind? A whole crowd of ponies to play with?" The question was asked lightly, but just a little bit of ambivalence crept in. Sure, she was happy for Twilight to take control of anyone she felt like, but she didn't want to be left out if she ended up with a small army of enchanted sextoys.

Twilight must have noticed the shift in tone, because she wrapped her arms around Applejack and squeezed tightly. "You'll always be my favourite. I love you, Applejack, more than anyone."

A flood of warmth poured into her at the words, and she fussed with straightening her hat, looking abashed. "Y'know, it makes me real happy to hear that, Ma'am. Sure do care about you a whole lot."

"I'd like to go up to your room now." Twilight said gently, her eyes sparkling.

A tingle of anticipation gave fresh life to the embers of her earlier arousal, and she practically skipped towards the main farmhouse, hand in hand with Twilight. Pausing by the door, she craned her head around the frame - no Granny, thank goodness - and raced up the creaking stairs with Twilight right behind her. Yanking the door open, she dashed into her own room and grabbed the single chair, twirling around to kick the door shut again and jamming the chair firmly under the handle.

A little breathless, and not from the exertion, she explained in a rush "Never had a lock on my door."

Twilight stepped over to the back of the chair and ran her fingers over the little dent in the chair back that fit under the handle neatly. "So this is what you did to keep your family out while you tied yourself up?" she asked teasingly, giving Applejack a mischievous look.

Her cheeks flushed red. "Yes Ma'am. Couldn't have anyone walking in. Drew the curtain too. Y'know. Dash."

Twilight smiled, a knowing, playful smile full of promise. "So you keep your ropes here."

Oh, stars above. Twilight was going to tie her up. Right here in her own room, where she'd fantasised about it for weeks. Swallowing, she gave a quick little nod. "Yes Ma'am. They're right here, Ma'am. You want your obedient slave to go fetch them out, Ma'am?" Oh, Celestia, that felt good to say. Her green eyes were hazed with lust, pleading.

"Well, the way to learn more about it is to keep practising!" Twilight replied cheerily, then her tone dropped into firm command. "Applejack. Get out your ropes and present them to me. I'm going to tie you to the bed and play with you."

Applejack heard herself whimper aloud. "Yes Ma'am!" she cried out, then clapped a hand over her mouth and looked nervously around.

Twilight giggled. "You're going to have to be very quiet, Applejack! That shouldn't be too hard. Not unless something exciting happens to you."

Applejack groaned again. Twilight was going to torture her, make her stay quiet while she touched her. Dear Celestia, if she didn't get out of her clothes soon she was going to destroy them in her haste when she was given permission to strip.

Ducking under the small dresser with its simple candle and wooden comb, she dug her fingernails into the knothole of the loose floorboard and pulled it up. Rope gleamed within, oiled and soft as cotton, every loose strand lovingly pruned. Twists of red ribbon marked the centre of each coil, to make the tying easier. Drawing out the neat coils of rope one after the other, she laid them out on the dresser in order of length, looking over at Twilight for approval.

Twilight moved to her side, her hand gently capturing Applejack's tail, and the farm pony shivered as she felt Twilight lightly tug on it. "Please." she breathed, not really sure what she was asking for.

"These are beautiful, Applejack." Twilight stroked the oiled rope with her fingertips, then glanced up at her. "Which one would be best for tying up your breasts?"

"Hrk." Her thoughts jammed solid for a moment, before she recovered enough to pick up a medium length of rope. "This one. Ma'am. ...it's the one I usually use." she added in a lower tone.

Twilight took it in her hands, and delicately uncoiled it. "Applejack, draw the curtain, and take off your shirt."

"Yes Ma'am! Anything you say Ma'am." she breathed intensely. She needed this so much! The old, thick curtain swished across the window, doing a surprisingly good job of blocking out the sunlight and leaving only glimmers leaking around the edges to light the suddenly dim room. Facing Twilight, she breathed "My boobs are all yours, Ma'am." and quickly undid her shirt buttons.

Shrugging her muscled shoulders, Applejack tugged her shirt loose and let it slide down her arms, tossing it onto the chair. Electric tension filled her body, straightening her back and pushing out her chest. Please like it, please like it, she thought, determinedly not showing any hint of self consciousness about her new, fancied up bra.

Twilight inhaled softly, moving closer. Coils of rope dangling from her free hand, she ran the other slowly over Applejack's outthrust breasts, tracing the curls of lace down to a taut nipple and stroking through the sheer fabric.

"Mmf! You like that, Ma'am?" Just let Twilight keep touching her, she'd do anything as long as Twilight kept touching her.

"Oh, Applejack... you look incredible. So hot in your shorts and that bra, and your hat... I almost don't want to tell you to take it off!" Twilight pinched Applejack's nipple, prompting a gasp, then added slyly "But I will." Her voice hardened, rich with command. "Take off your clothes, fucktoy. Take off everything."

Applejack could hardly breathe for the surge of lust, nodding frantically. "Yes Ma'am! Ah'll be your good naked toy, Ma'am!" Bending down, she hurriedly tugged her laces loose and worked off her heavy brown boots, yanking off her dark green socks. Half straightening, she undid her shorts and thrust them down her legs, kicking them aside, and paused for just a moment to let Twilight see the matching bra and panties on her before she unclipped the bra and wriggled out of her panties.

Standing nude before Twilight, her neatly shaved cunt glistening, she touched the brim of her hat and hesitated for a moment before Twilight's nod confirmed that she meant for that to come off too. With more care than she'd paid to the scattering of her clothes, she set it down neatly on the dresser and turned back to Twilight with her arms crossed behind her back. She felt so exposed, so incredibly exposed, and her large green eyes shone in the dim light with fervour.

"Ah'm naked, Ma'am." she breathed.

"Yes. Yes, yes, yes..." Twilight whispered. Her warm hand ran slowly over Applejack's cutie mark and up her thigh, caressing the curve of her side and finally up to cup one breast and squeeze. "I'm going to tie your chest now." she finally murmured.

"Yes! Yes Ma'am. I'm ready, Ma'am." The urge to touch herself was unbearable, every little brush of her Owner's hand sending tingles across her skin, and she quivered where she stood.

"Lift your arms, Applejack. Good slave." Twilight told her, and wrapped the rope around her back. Moving around Applejack, she began to wind coils of rope around her chest, above and below her breasts.

The soft rope caressed the farm pony's skin, squeezing her with a gentle inevitability. Twilight guided the rope over her shoulder and wound it between the double rows of rope, drawing them firmly together and squeezing her breasts with delicious pressure. Her nails dug into her palms as her hands clenched, and her head tilted back with a gasp of lust. "Fuck. Yes. Please, Ma'am."

Twilight giggled, and rested one hand on a taut, firm breast. Squeezing, she asked "Please what, Applejack?"

"Jest - don't stop, Ma'am! Tie me up! Make me your helpless bound doll! Ah'm begging you!" She was barely aware of what she was saying, aching for more. More of Twilight's attention, more of her touch, more feeling like this, when the world disappeared and absolutely nothing mattered except the single beautiful pony before her.

Twilight seized her own top and pulled it off over her head, dropping the soft jumper to the floor. Her bra was a pale pink, standing out distinctly against her purple skin, and seconds later that too fell to the floor. Applejack stared with lust glazed eyes, wanting so much to touch and taste her that it hurt.

"Arms behind your back, Appleslut." Twilight said playfully.

She quivered at the insult, the feeling of degradation firing her body with heat, and she immediately crossed her wrists behind her, above the plume of her tail. "Yes, Ma'am. Appleslut obeys." she breathed.

"You're my tamed fucktoy." Twilight told her firmly, moving behind her. Moments later she felt the coils of rope beginning to wrap around her wrists in repeated figures of eight, pinning her arms helplessly at the small of her back.

She couldn't touch herself. She needed to touch herself so badly, and she couldn't. It felt so, so good. Everything she'd lusted for every secretive time she'd wrapped her body in rope, always having to leave herself a way of loosening her bonds, always tempted not to and make herself truly helpless. Now she was. "Ah'm your tamed bitch, Ma'am! Anything you want to do to me, do it. Celestia, please! Touch me!"

Twilight took Applejack's face in both her hands. "Begging like that deserves to be rewarded." Pulling her down, she pushed Applejack's face into her chest and sighed luxuriously.

Applejack needed no further encouragement. Desperate little whines escaped her as she nuzzled her mouth against Twilight's soft violet tits, eagerly seeking out a dark, stiff nipple and lapping urgently at it. Her hands flexed against her bonds, muscled arms tensing then relaxing as she proved to herself that she really couldn't escape. She was a helpless fucktoy. She was Twilight's slut. She was-

"Applejack? Applejack, you up here?"

Applejack froze at the sound of Apple Bloom's voice. Her head shot up and she stammered "Apple Bloom? Ah'm up here, but don't you come in. Ah'm not decent right now." Now wasn't that the single most truthful thing she'd ever said. She glanced at Twilight, and with dawning alarm, saw the mischievous grin on her face. Oh, no. Don't you start handling me right now, she thought as loudly as she could.

Twilight drew back her hand, paused for effect, and then spanked her orange breast with a soft smack.

"Mmmf!" Applejack gasped, trying her best to keep quiet.

"Y'all right, big sis?" Apple Bloom called through the door.

"Ah'm - jest - fine!" she managed, as Twilight squeezed her nipples. "What is it - that y'want?"

"You seen Big Mac around? Can't find him anywhere."

"Sure thing - sugarcube. He's gone out - to plant - that new sapling. West Orchard." It was torture! Her thighs rubbed together restlessly, unable to stop herself.

"Alright! Thanks Applejack, I'll see you later!" Apple Bloom chirruped.

"You take care - don't go getting into - any trouble!" Applejack pushed out jerkily, and closed her eyes as Apple Bloom's footsteps retreated down the creaky stairs. Only when she was really sure she'd gone and wasn't trying any sneaky tricks like Big Mac had did she dare whisper under her breath "Ma'am! That plain wasn't fair."

Twilight pinched her nipples again, and Applejack whimpered against her will. "Did Apple Bloom want you? She was talking to an Applejack, and I thought you were Appleslut right now. It's okay. I know you'll forgive me, because we have the magic of friendship." Twilight's hand slid between Applejack's legs and firmly rubbed her slick pussy.

"Ahh! Ahhh! Fffuck!" Applejack gasped, her indignation obliterated in a heartbeat and her knees weakening.

"After all, it's certainly Appleslut that gets to be touched like this and treated this way. Are you sure I've got the wrong pony?" Twilight asked wickedly, rubbing the palm of her hand up and down Applejack's cunt.

"No!" Applejack blurted, pushing her hips against Twilight's hand urgently. "Ah'm your Appleslut! Ah swear it! Ah'm your slutty farm pony, Ma'am!"

"That's very good. I'd like you to turn to face your bed, kneel beside it, then lay your body across it with your ass in the air. Can you do that for me?"

"Yes Ma'am!" Applejack couldn't move fast enough, dropping to her knees with a thud and kneeling up to let her upper body flop against the bed. The rucked cotton of her blanket was cool and soft against her bare breasts, sensitised by their tight confinement, and every brush of air tingled on her damp skin. Her hips swayed gently, making her blonde tail bob from side to side in obvious need.

Twilight sat down beside Applejack and smoothed both hands over her exposed ass, kneading with firm squeezes of her fingers. "You're really, really beautiful Applejack. I love seeing you like this! You're so strong, so fit, you feel so good under my hands..."

Her words trailed off, and Applejack felt a flood of love and desire mingled together for the one pony she needed more than anyone else in Equestria. "Ah love you, Ma'am. Love you like deep roots. Never felt like this, not this strong." Her cunt ached with need, and she added huskily "Won't you handle your fuckable farm pony some more?"

"Do you have any sex toys, Applejack?" Twilight asked. Her warm fingers slid over Applejack's damp sex, probing with increasing firmness.

"Mmmmh! No Ma'am! Sorry Ma'am!" She'd never felt the need for the things, and besides - "It'd be too plumb embarrassing to try getting that kind of thing, Ma'am! Wouldn't know where to start!"

"I'm going to have to borrow some from Fluttershy. I'd really like to try some of them out. On you. I, I could tie you down, tie down your arms and legs, and then I could put one inside you, and I could fuck you, Applejack. I think that would be wonderful." Twilight's voice was throaty with lust, two fingers sliding deeply into Applejack and thrusting in and out with firm movements of her hand.

Applejack bucked her hips against Twilight's fingers as hard as she dared, unable to deny the vision that flashed in front of her. Hazy with pleasure and moaning louder and louder with each thrust, she gasped "I'd like that, I reckon, I'd like that an awful lot - Ma'am - Ah'd love to be fucked by you! Ah'll give my everything to you, gladly! Ah'm begging you, Ma'am, don't you stop that! Your fingers feel so darn good! Ah'm all yours!"

Twilight took hold of her thick blonde mane and pulled firmly, tugging her head back as she chided "Not too loud, Applejack. You don't want anyone else to hear."

Applejack gasped aloud, her eyes closing with the tug, thrusting back her hips as best she could and straining against her bonds. "No Ma'am! I'll be good Ma'am!" she cried as softly as she could manage. Twilight was pulling her hair. She was tied up. She was bent over her bed, Twilight's fingers in her shaven sex. She thrust her head into the rumpled sheets to muffle her cries, unable to stop, unable to think. Her orgasm crashed over her and she gave a muffled cry of ecstasy, the bed creaking and groaning as she humped her body against it desperately.

It took a few moments for her to come back down, and awareness crept in that Twilight was sat beside her, stroking her back soothingly. "You're wonderful, Applejack. That was just wonderful."

Applejack sucked in deep breaths, eventually croaking "Mah stars, Ma'am. Wheew."

Twilight giggled, and leant down to plant a quick series of kisses over Applejack's face. "I love you, Applejack. You know, I came over here to ask for your advice. I think I got distracted."

She melted at the words. "Love you too, Ma'am." She shifted her position, her knees beginning to get sore from kneeling on the rug, and added "Mind if I get up? What were y'wanting to ask me about, anyways? What t'do about Princess Celestia?"

"Oh! I'm sorry Applejack - please, come and lie on the bed with me." Twilight apologised immediately. After a moment's pause, she added "I think I have to - use the charm. If we both have it, I don't think she would leave me alone. ...I wouldn't. Especially when I've charmed Luna."

Applejack worked herself upright, then climbed onto the bed and let herself flop facedown, her hands still bound behind her and feeling the ropes squeezing her chest pleasantly with the movement. Looking up at Twilight, she asked "That something that y'want to keep on going with? Y'know, something you wouldn't let lie if that was all Celestia wanted out've you? She leaves you alone, you leave Luna out've it?"

Twilight fell silent, and as the moment stretched, Applejack began to feel a little awkward for asking, lying half bound on her bed and entirely naked. Once or twice she opened her mouth to say something, to apologise for asking or to distract Twilight from whatever she was thinking, but each time she thought better of it. Finally, Twilight looked down at her with a slightly resigned smile.

"You're right, Applejack. Even if that was all she wanted, I... I don't think I could tell Luna that it was over between us, that I was handing her over to her sister so she'd leave you and I alone. I couldn't do that to her. Thank you, really. I needed to know that. Now I know I have to go through with this."

Applejack twisted onto her side and wriggled over to rest against Twilight's side. "Reckon you'll need all of us to help out, then. Best you have a talk with Pinkie."

"I do have to talk to her. I think she's started to guess what I'm doing. She said something to Zecora, that's why I had to enchant her."

"Reckon she'd want to be part of it all? Ah'm guessing that she won't take real kindly to being left out. She gets kind of scary when she reckons we're ignoring her." Applejack shook her head against the sheets, remembering the last time Pinkie had gotten paranoid about the five of them.

Twilight frowned thoughtfully. "I think you're right. I wouldn't want to make her feel abandoned, and I've left her long enough. I'd better ask her over and sit down with her to talk about it."

Applejack smiled wryly up at Twilight. "Ma'am?"

The abstracted look of concentration on Twilight's face was one that Applejack recognised, and she wasn't surprised when it took a second before Twilight replied "Um, yes?"

"Jest promise you won't leave before you untie me."

This was going to be tricky. For Fluttershy, she'd had an idea about how to approach her, and for Rainbow - well, she'd seen what she wanted and had offered it to her. But Pinkie - what did Pinkie want? She didn't want to be left out, but that wasn't going to be enough. Then there was her weird Pinkie sense to deal with, goodness knew what kind of twitches she'd been getting lately...

Twilight knew she was fretting pointlessly. She was very nearly sure that despite Pinkie's - well, Pinkieness - the charm would work. It had worked on Luna, and if it was that strong, there was nothing to worry about. She'd charmed Zecora without even a hint of her agreement, and Luna had been pretty against the idea too. So really, she shouldn't have to worry about persuading her.

But she did want to, and she was very near to deciding that if Pinkie turned her down, she'd ask her to promise not to say anything and let her go. Pinkie was her friend. But she did need her to help, if Twilight was going to oppose Celestia. She had to, she knew she did. Maybe she should encourage the part of her that was kind of intrigued by the notion of charming her beloved mentor, the little bit of her that was excited by it. If she hesitated in front of Celestia, it was all over.

Experimentally, she pictured Celestia in front of her, like Luna had been, naked and touching herself as she sucked on a toy buckled to Twilight's hips. A rich rush of tingly arousal raced up her spine, bringing pink to her cheeks, and she breathed "Oh, wow." Yes, there was definitely a part of her that could give into that desire, if she let it.

Slowly, somewhat reluctantly, she drew back from the mental image. Pinkie was meant to be here soon, and she needed to have a clear head. She'd had to ask Mrs Cake to find her, deliberately avoiding running into her out in Ponyville where she might ask awkward questions at the top of her lungs. If they were going to have this talk, they needed to have it in private.

A knock sounded at the door. Before she could rise, the door swung inwards and Pinkie Pie trotted in, looking around suspiciously. She was wearing - Twilight sighed, then smiled - a dark trenchcoat and an enormous grey beard and shaggy moustache.

"Hullo hullo hullo!" she boomed in a boisterous attempt at a gruff voice. "Twilight Sparkle is it?"

Twilight propped her chin on her hand. "Hello stranger. Yes, I'm Twilight Sparkle. Would you like some tea?"

Pinkie peered at her over the top of her ragged beard. "Hmhm!" she declared loudly. "Well, I don't know about that. I've been hearing about some very strange things going on here!"

"I'm sorry to hear that. Is there any way I can help?" She hadn't expected this, but the moment she'd seen her, she knew that this was exactly how Pinkie would carry out a surreptitious investigation.

"Mmm! Well, Twilight Sparkle, what would you say to accusations of ponies acting strangely! Ponies putting ponies in trances with glances, or maybe dances, and getting in romances, and doing their finances..." Pinkie seemed to have forgotten her point, her gruff voice slipping as the rhymes went on.

Twilight covered her mouth with her hand to hide her smile. "I'd say I'd like to tell you everything, but really, I'm saving that for my friend Pinkie Pie. I'm hoping she'll come to see me soon."

"Pinkie Pie, hmm? That sounds like a really fun pony! I'd better go find her and tell her all about that then." Pinkie hopped over to the door, bouncing on her toes, and ducked outside. A moment later she thrust her head back in, still bearded, and added "But I'll be back afterwards for that tea! No pony promises me tea without delivering, or my name isn't Gruff Gruffington the Tea Drinking Stranger!"

Twilight giggled. She really hadn't seen enough of Pinkie lately, spending all her time with the other girls. "I'll save you a pot, Mister Gruffington." she promised.

"Well, thank you very much, young filly." Pinkie boomed, then disappeared around the doorframe again. Mere seconds later, she burst back in without the beard and trenchcoat, wearing a white top patterned with balloons that matched her cutie mark over a knee length pink skirt with several layers, mismatched stripy knee socks finishing off her outfit.

"Hey Twilight! I heard you met a dark and mysterious stranger! You even offered him tea!" she exclaimed, then bounced across the room and seized Twilight by both shoulders, staring into her eyes. "Never offer Gruff Gruffington the Tea Drinking Stranger tea! He's got... a problem." she intoned seriously.

Twilight couldn't contain the snigger, her horn lighting as she nudged the door closed with a magical push. Squeezing Pinkie's wrists, she replied warmly "It's good to see you, Pinkie."

"It's good to see you too! We haven't had a party in days! Days, Twilight!" Pinkie shook her head solemnly. "That's terrible."

"You're right. A party would be really fun." Twilight agreed with a smile.

Pinkie jumped onto a chair and seized the tall back with both hands, leaning backwards to stare at Twilight upside down. "Are you going to whoosh, zap, 'under your control' me now?" she asked.

Er. "I was going to tell you about it, and ask if you would like to be, um, zapped." Twilight responded after a moment's pause, cheeks flushing. It sounded kind of ridiculous when she put it like that.

Pinkie's eyes grew round as saucers, and she let go of the chair with one hand to point dramatically at Twilight. "I was right! I was right I was right I was right - you're going to ask?" she interrupted herself.

"Well - yes." Okay. She had a chance to make Pinkie an offer. If it all went wrong, she could probably charm Pinkie before she bounced out of the door anyway, right? Even if it did and Pinkie got away, she wouldn't be surprised if she came right back with her beard on for the tea. "That's what happened with the others. With Applejack, and Rarity, and Rainbow, and Fluttershy. I asked all of them if they would let me, um, zap them. They did."

Pinkie blinked twice. "Twilight, Twilight, Twilight. Why would they do that? That sounds like something a crazy pony would do. Our friends aren't crazy. I'd know. That would make it harder to give them presents, because one day they'd be all 'I like cake' and the next day they'd be like 'I hate cake' and I'd have noticed, because that's crazy. Who hates cake? Nobody, that's who." she finished.

Twilight hesitated. She was about to share some really intimate details, and just in case Pinkie somehow got away... "I'll tell you, but I need you to promise not to tell anyone why. It's kind of personal."

"Pinkie swear! Cross my heart and hope to fly, stick a cupcake in my eye." Pinkie declared immediately, letting go of the chair with both hands to make flapping motions, then mimicking smushing a cupcake into her eye with one palm. She didn't fall off the chair.

Despite herself, Twilight watched her with a baffled expression until Pinkie grabbed hold of the chair back again, and Twilight could think about something other than the way her friend kept violating gravity. Taking a deep breath, she said "Okay. Applejack really likes being ordered around. Ropes, too. We're, um. It's gotten pretty, um. Kinky." Her cheeks were blazing in embarrassment, and she hadn't even mentioned that she kept calling Applejack her slave, and that they both got off on it, and she still had three to go.

Pinkie stared at her owlishly, upside down.

Twilight rubbed the back of her neck awkwardly. "Then there's... uhm. Rarity. She knew about Applejack and me, and she helped make some of her... sexy outfits." Twilight's voice was dwindling as vast pink embarrassment filled the air. "She asked if I would... zap, her too. She wanted to, to be attracted to me the same way. Rarity has kind of, kind of taken to acting like I'm some kind of princess, she's waiting on me. Hand, and um. Foot. It makes her... uh. Happy."

Her eyes were mostly closed now, barely able to look at Pinkie. "Rainbow Dash, I, I saw that she was kind of in love with Applejack, and she sort of wanted... me... as well... so I said that if she wanted to be, uh, zapped, she could be with... both of us. Rarity, too. She, she really wanted that. It didn't seem to bother her at all, the whole... arrangement. She's really enthusiastic."

She was practically whispering now. Even Fluttershy would have told her to speak up. "...Fluttershy, I, I saw that she really wanted to be loved, and looked after. She wanted to be cared for. Like she always does. So, so I told her that she could be my, my..." her voice faltered to a stop, before she managed to resume, "My puppy. She wouldn't have to, to be embarrassed, and I'd take good care of her, and..."

She ran out of words, for good this time. Silence fell, and after a few moments she dared to open one eye and glance up at Pinkie.

Pinkie was hanging upside down off the chair still, her legs hooked over the back now and her arms crossed over her chest. Her skirt had fallen down, pooling lopsidedly around her waist and exposing her white panties, as well as the cheerful cutiemarks decorating her thighs. "So you've been asking everypony nicely? You silly, why didn't you say so? I thought you were all possessed and spooky and giving people spooky glances and making them be your unwitting puppets in ghost you's evil plan!"

"...oh." said Twilight weakly. Pinkie's bare legs were distracting, and she had very little mental resources left to cope with distractions.

"Why did you need to zap everypony?" Pinkie blinked at her. "Didn't they just want to do the things you said they could do?"

Twilight coughed. How in Equestria to justify that? She'd already wandered from totally true to sort-of true as it was. "I... Applejack, she didn't like mares. Not like that. But I sort of... fell for her. It helped her get to like mares too, so she could feel the same way back. The same for Rarity, she liked colts, but she really wanted to be able to fall in love with me. She, she said she couldn't think of anyone she'd rather love like that." A glimmer of pride shone through in her voice at that. "For Fluttershy, I could make it easier for her not to be afraid. She said it made her so much happier when she didn't feel afraid of messing things up."

Pinkie rotated her head sideways. "Aaaaand? You're missing Dash!" she pointed out.

Oh, haystacks. Rainbow almost certainly would have gone for it, even without the charm. She couldn't find a good reason for it being to help her. It was just- "It was for me. All of the charms were for me, as well." she confessed abruptly. "It's my special thing. It's what gives me feelings, it's... I never meant for it to start, but it's become really important to me. I'm not sure I could be with anyone that wasn't... that hadn't. I... I need it."

Pinkie reached out and poked her in the nose.

"W-what?" Twilight spluttered, taken aback.

"You looked sad, silly! You shouldn't be sad about what makes you happy." Pinkie let her legs flop down sideways, sprawled lengthways across the chair in a way that couldn't possibly be comfortable, but against all odds, looked like it was. "Even Nightmare Moon should be happy about the things she wants! Okay, sure, she wanted to cover all the land in a never ending night and kidnap Princess Celestia and lock her in a box and she had to be sent to the moon for a thousand years but she still deserved to be happy about what she wanted!"

Pinkie was probably trying to be soothing. However, mentions of 'sent to the moon' and 'a thousand years' had added a whole new set of fears to Twilight's mental catalogue of Celestia's potential reactions to finding out. "Um. Sorry, Pinkie." she said meekly.

Pinkie shook her head, heaving a dramatic sigh.

"So-" Twilight started, then yelped as she was poked in the nose again.

"You don't need to say sorry to me, silly! You should just be happy." she nodded firmly.

"Um. Yes." Twilight tried a tentative smile.

Pinkie rolled her eyes. "Good grief, Twilight! You're really silly today. So why were you avoiding me? You totally were avoiding me, right? I thought so. Hey, why did you leave me 'til last?" Her fluffy hair wilted slightly. "You don't like me? You don't like me. I guess you all sit around saying, gosh, let's not invite Pinkie Pie, she'd ruin everything."

"No, no!" Twilight said quickly, seeing the conversation taking a dangerous turn. "It just kind of happened that way, I didn't plan ahead, I didn't expect Rarity to ask me, and Rainbow was just - I saw she was really sad, and I knew I could make it better, and I didn't mean to zap Applejack at all, not the first time, and then I had to undo it and ask her if she wanted it properly. It all got really confusing!"

Pinkie gave her a sceptical look. "Reeeally? Really, for real, Pinkie swear?"

Twilight thought frantically. "I swear, I never intended all this to happen and I really do want you to be part of it!" she said with careful truth.

Pinkie folded her arms and gestured at her eye meaningfully.

"Oh! Cross my heart and hope to fly, stick a cupcake in my -ow." She rubbed her stinging eye carefully. "Really, I promise. I wanted you to come today so I could ask if you'd... be with me. With all of us. We could have a new kind of party, with naked ponies and games." she added, dangling her trump card in front of Pinkie.

The party pony rubbed her lips with her fingertips, in a theatrical pose of thinking carefully. "...okay!" she declared brightly.

Twilight blinked. That was easier than she'd expected. "Um, you mean it?"

"Sure! I know you wouldn't do anything that would make me sad, Twilight! If I want to stop, I can always just stop, right?"

Twilight nodded firmly. "Of course you can."

Pinkie stuck out her hand, her little finger crooked. "Pinkie swear you'll be nice?"

"Pinkie swear." Twilight said with a sincere smile, hooking her little finger around Pinkie's.

"Okay! Remember Twilight, no one can break a Pinkie swear!" Her voice dropped and she slinked forward in some motion that was hard to follow, until her head was in Twilight's lap looking up meaningfully. "Or you get haunted for a thooousaaand yeeearrs!"

"I believe you!" Twilight blurted instinctively. That wasn't really true, but she wasn't entirely sure she didn't believe her either. Pinkie was weird.

"So what happens now? Do you have a watch on a chain? Or a sparkly pendant? Oooh, or do I just look into your eyes, and I get veeerrry sleeeeepy?" Pinkie slid off Twilight's lap to the floor.

...clearly, Pinkie had read some of the same books as she had. "Um, no. Nothing like that. Could you stand up please?"

Pinkie bounded up onto her feet, and Twilight found herself noticing the way her generous chest bounced with the movement. In a moment, it would be hers to do whatever she wanted with. Her diminishing anxiety was making room for a whole new set of thoughts. Suddenly, it occurred to her to ask- "Um, Pinkie? Do you like mares? I mean, like like?"

Pinkie giggled and leant forward to plant a kiss on the end of Twilight's nose. "You're such a silly. I like ponies that make me laugh! Like you, and all our friends. You're all so much fun. You've made me the happiest pony in Ponyville!"

Twilight pressed a hand to her chest, touched. "You're wonderful, Pinkie. I'm really glad that I met you." Inhaling, she focused on Pinkie Pie and concentrated. Power poured into the charm's precise movements and mental framing images, twisting clockwise. She felt the charm leap from her horn and watched the ethereal, barely-there shimmer sweep over Pinkie.

Pinkie shivered and laughed aloud. "It tickles! I've never felt a tingle like that before. Is it done? What did you do? It didn't seem to do anything. Twilight, is your zap a spell for tickling-"

"Awaken please, Pinkie." Twilight interrupted with a smile.

Pinkie went instantly rigid, snapping to attention with a straight back and her arms held stiffly at her sides. Her pupils vanished, replaced by spinning green spirals, and she intoned in the deep voice of a sleepwalker "I'm awakened, Maaaster."

Twilight bit her lip, a prickle of surprise creeping up her back. Could Pinkie have been charmed before, like Luna? "Pinkie, tell me the truth: has anyone ever charmed you before?"

"Nope, Maaaster." she intoned hollowly.

Er. "Why are you speaking like that?"

"That's how entranced ponies talk, Maaaster, everyone knows thaaaat." Pinkie droned.

Twilight gave an incredulous little laugh, and shook her head. Getting up, she peered at the green spirals in Pinkie's eyes, watching them twist around themselves. It was kind of impossible, and that was starting to bother her. "Pinkie, can you - stop doing that? With your eyes?"

"Okey dokey, Maaaster." The spirals faded, leaving Pinkie looking much more normal, though her eyes remained glazed and unfocused.

Twilight looked at her. One part of her was clamouring to ask Pinkie to try being in two places at once, or to see if she could make other images appear in her eyes, or any one of a hundred weird things she'd seen Pinkie do. Another part of her was holding up the memory of a thousand feet of frantically scrawled charts and paper tape that had taught her exactly nothing about Pinkie's bizarre behaviour and reminding her that messing with Pinkie was only going to drive herself crazy.

After a struggle, the second part of her won. For now, at least. Twilight reached down and slid her hands under Pinkie's ruffled skirt, running them slowly up her warm thighs and lifting the skirt as she went. She felt good under her fingers. Pulling her hands free, she let the skirt drop, then tentatively cupped Pinkie's breasts through her white top and squeezed.

Pinkie gasped in concert with Twilight as she kneaded them firmly, her arousal slowly but surely flowering as the last vestige of her fears evaporated. Yes. Pinkie was hers. All of them were hers. Oh, she could hardly wait to get all her friends together and call out the command to awaken, to have every one of her friends mindlessly chorus for her. Pinkie's nipples were hard under her fingers, jutting through the white cloth, and Twilight realised that she'd been playing with her more and more roughly as her fantasies took over. Pinkie was whimpering, her mouth open, and Twilight leaned up with a sensual giggle to kiss the unmoving pony on the nose in return.

It was really tempting to just give her instructions right away, but a firmer, more methodical part of her overruled her arousal and pulled her a step back. Pinkie gazed vacantly at Twilight, breathing heavily.

Quill. Parchment. It was hard to picture Pinkie as a completely obedient toy, like Applejack or Rarity, or even Fluttershy. She needed to be given some leeway, or she wouldn't be Pinkie anymore. Still, if Pinkie just wouldn't listen when it was really important, it could ruin everything.

She began to write. 'You know that I have charmed you, and the changes in your feelings and beliefs you're about to feel come from that. You are happy for me to charm anypony I want, and to use the charm to do anything I want to them. You feel that you are owned by me, and it feels good. You like to obey my orders.' That should encourage her to do as she was told, but not force her to. But this was Pinkie, so for safety- 'If I tell you to do something, and say that I really mean it, you will do it.'

Okay. Pinkie's memories shouldn't change, she should be happy for Twilight to keep charming and playing with other ponies, she would want to do as she was told, but not have to, unless Twilight had to use her keywords. That seemed right. The simpler, the better, really. She read the scroll aloud, listening carefully as Pinkie repeated her new instructions.

"Okaaaay. You totally charmed me, Maaaster, and fiddled with my feelings. You can charm anypony, make them do anything you like, and I'm yours, you're super in control of me, so I should do what you want. Especially if you say you really, really mean it." It was weird listening to Pinkie's characteristic cadences filtered through an exaggerated monotone at one-half her normal speed, but it did sound like she'd taken everything in.

Twilight tucked the parchment away securely, then drew herself up, ready to weather whatever Pinkie had to throw at her. "Slumber, Pinkie!"

Pinkie blinked, then gave a full body shudder, like a dog shaking herself. "Oooh, new feelings! Hi Master! So whatcha gonna do with me? Am I going to be your exotic slavegirl, dancing with bells on?" She made a few swishy movements with her arms, her characteristic grin on her lips. "Oooh! Am I going to bark like a dog? Woof! Wait, that's Fluttershy." She bonked herself on the forehead with the heel of her hand. "Oh! Oh! Should I take off my clothes now, is that what happens? It sounded a lot like that's what happens now. Wait!"

Pinkie seized Twilight by the shoulders again. "I know just the thing Master! Wait there!" and bounded off across the room into Twilight's kitchen.

Twilight's mouth hung open. "Buh." she contributed to the discussion, then shook herself. Okay, definitely not ready for charmed Pinkie. "Um, Pinkie?" she ventured, moving towards the kitchen. "Are you-?"

"Don't come in! Not ready. Silly Twilight. Don't you know you wait for the surprise?" Pinkie stuck her head around the door with a scolding expression and wagged a finger at her reprovingly before disappearing again.

...right. Twilight perched on the arm of her chair. Master? Well, Pinkie had clearly picked up an idea of how controlled ponies should act from somewhere. It was kind of cute, if she was honest with herself.

Her thought was interrupted by the double boom of confetti cannons (where?) that sprayed showers of sparkling motes into the air. Pinkie somersaulted out of the kitchen in the midst of the flying glitter and threw her arms wide, with a cheerfully triumphant "Tada!". She was topless, wearing nothing but her skinny white panties, and she had a tray hanging from a strap around her neck. Both of her round breasts were resting on the tray like treats, covered in whipped cream, a layer of chocolate sauce, and topped with cherries.

Twilight's mouth fell open. "-but I didn't even have any cherries!" she protested weakly, unable to come up with a coherent response.

"Cherries are delicious! It wouldn't be a Pinkie cupcake treat if I didn't top them with cherries!" she sang. Dancing over to Twilight, she leaned forward with a huge grin. "Want to try some? They're really good!"

She could believe that. It was everything else that she was having trouble believing. She couldn't quite believe Pinkie had agreed to her tentative proposal. She definitely couldn't believe Pinkie's breasts were right in front of her face, covered in cream and chocolate.

"Don't forget the cherries." Pinkie said earnestly.

Twilight blinked again. "Have you - is this the first time you've-?" she croaked.

"Nope! But it's the first time with one of my bestest friends in the whole world! I always pictured that one of you would be my very special pony, and I'd bake you treats, and we'd have parties, and you could eat icing off my thighs, but I could never decide who it was going to be! Every time I tried to choose, that meant I wasn't choosing all the rest of you, and then I wouldn't get to spend time with you, and I'd be sad! But now I can let all of you eat icecream from my cleavage and we'll all be happy! This is the best, Master!"

"...it's one of the reasons I wanted you all to be - um, zapped. To make it easier for everyone. I don't know if we could have all been like this without it. I really love all of you. I wanted us to be together." Twilight murmured, unable to take her eyes off Pinkie's chest, mere inches away.

"Can we all get together and be naked and kiss, Master? That sounds like a wonderful party! I'll bring balloons, and underwear that you can eat, and it'll be brilliant!" Pinkie kissed the tip of Twilight's horn with a giggle. "Aren't you going to try me?"

That... sounded pretty good. Pinkie's creamy tits looked delicious too. "-yes. Yes, I think I'd - like that." Twilight replied after a moment, and looked up at Pinkie with a smile. "You look good enough to eat! I'd like to try some now."

Leaning over the edge of the tray, she tentatively licked a curl of cream into her mouth. It was good. Cream flecked her nose as she stretched out her tongue and swiped it up the side of Pinkie's breast, tasting cream, chocolate and beneath it, her warm skin. "Mmmm." she hummed to herself as she began lapping more and more of the cream into her mouth, uncovering a chocolate dipped nipple and swirling her tongue around it thoroughly.

"Oooh. That's nice, Master!" Pinkie declared brightly, her nipple hardening under Twilight's tongue and her legs shivering. Her hands gripped her ass and squeezed as Twilight worked her way over her chest.

"I really love these, Pinkie. I think they might be the nicest things I've ever tasted." Twilight told her with a playful smile, and caught one of the cherries between her lips, holding it there before sucking it into her mouth. "Maybe you'd like to decorate me later, and lick it off again?" she suggested slyly.

"You can be a cake! We can all be cakes. Cake party!" Pinkie declared happily, then giggled aloud as Twilight's tongue swept over her skin again. She cooed and sighed as Twilight licked up every trace of her coating, swallowing the cherry with a satisfied smile and leaning up to share it with Pinkie in a long kiss.

"You've got too many clothes!" Pinkie objected, then began tugging them off Twilight and tossing them merrily across the room. Twilight laughed and helped wriggle out of her clothes as Pinkie stole them, quickly stripped naked. Pulling the tray from over her head, Pinkie tossed it aside with careless ease.

"Now you're the one wearing too many clothes." Twilight poked Pinkie Pie in the belly playfully.

"Oh no! This is terrible, Master!" Pinkie declared earnestly with a grin. Hooking her fingers into her panties, she slid them down her legs to expose her pink furred sex, the fur a little darker than her skin, and trimmed into a heart.

Twilight put a hand to her mouth. "Oh, Pinkie. That's too cute."

Pinkie responded by leaping on Twilight, and wrestling her across the floor. They tangled around each other, kissing and giggling, alternately licking intimate spots passionately and ambushing each other with sudden tickles. The pink pony was incredibly flexible, her body soft and warm, and her lips as sweet as sugar. Twilight found herself forgetting her worries as they rolled over each other on the floor, playfighting and tickling and kissing. She shuddered through an orgasm on the rug as Pinkie pinned her down and licked her heated sex mercilessly, occasionally lifting her head to make puns which coaxed breathy giggles from her, and managed to hang on Pinkie long enough to finger her into a yelping climax in return.

Eventually, the two lay in a sweaty tangle on the floor, completely relaxed and quite exhausted. Pinkie had splattered Twilight with more chocolate as they fought, and traces of chocolate syrup still marked Twilight's cleavage, drying to a sweet, sticky mess. Twilight nuzzled Pinkie's nose with hers, her tongue flicking out to lazily taste Pinkie's lips.

"That was wonderful, Pinkie. I really needed to relax. I wish I'd had the courage to try this years ago. I just didn't realise what I wanted until now." How had it taken her so long to realise that she liked mares, that she wanted her friends? Each and every one of them was a different experience, and they were all so incredibly precious to her. She couldn't imagine giving up a single one of them.

Pinkie wrapped her arms around Twilight and squeezed hard, forcing a squeak out of her. "You're fun, Master! You go well with syrup." she declared happily, her eyes shining. "Oooh! I wonder what you'd taste like with cherry glazing?"

Twilight giggled again. "You can try it out tomorrow if you like. Would you like to stay the night?"

Pinkie looked as though she'd suddenly remembered something, and her eyes went round. "Oh no, I almost forgot! Sorry Twilight, I have to go!"

Bouncing up off the floor, she grabbed her clothes and dressed quickly, in a manner that eluded the eye. Twilight had barely sat up by the time she was at the door. "Is everything okay?" she asked quickly.

"Everything's fine, Master! See you later!" she sang out, gripping the handle.

"Wait! Don't tell anyone, please? I want this to be a secret between the six of us." Twilight looked a little alarmed, aware she hadn't had a chance to properly impress secrecy on Pinkie yet.

"Okay Master! I told Zecora I thought you were using spooky spells on people's heads because you'd been possessed by a ghost though! Is that okay?" she asked innocently.

"Don't worry, I've spoken to Zecora." She'd also charmed Zecora and had woken up that morning with the brainwashed pony between her legs, but she didn't need to mention that yet. "Did you tell anyone else?"

"Nope!"

"You won't tell anyone else?"

"Nope!"

Twilight relaxed. "Thank you Pinkie. Have a really lovely night, and I will see you tomorrow."

"Nighty night Master!" Pinkie called cheerily, then ducked out of the door. It slammed behind her.

Twilight relaxed back onto the rug. That had gone better than she'd any right to exp-

The door slammed open again, and Pinkie burst back in wearing her trenchcoat and beard. "Get dressed at once, young filly!" she boomed. "Gruff Gruffington the Tea Drinking Stranger is here for tea, and there'll be none of your naked shenanigans!"

Twilight yelped in surprise, instinctively covering herself as best she could with her hands, before her mind caught up and she relaxed again. It was still Pinkie, even if she was in a fake beard. Standing up, she bowed, still covering her breasts with one arm and her sex with the other.

"Well of course, Mister Gruffington. I'll go put the pot on right now." she replied with a smile.

Pinkie had eventually left, for the second time, after Twilight had put on a dressing gown and made tea. With biscuits. Gruff Gruffington had been very firm on the subject of tea without biscuits. It was the first time for a couple of nights she'd slept alone, and she stretched out in her small bed with the luxurious feeling of soft blankets after a long day. A long day with plenty of vigorous exercise, she corrected herself with a giggle.

Turning down the light, she was asleep in moments.

She drifted, sinking into her dreams as the night deepened, fragmentary images of her friends passing before her. Applejack... Fluttershy. Rainbow's cheeky grin. Rarity. The fresh memory of Pinkie with her lips coated in chocolate as she licked it off Twilight's nipples. Zecora's head bobbing under her sheets. Luna. Gloriously nude Luna, looking at her seriously.

"Twilight. I must speak with you."

Twilight stirred in her sleep. "Princess?" she murmured, matching the words she spoke in her dream.

Luna nodded soberly. "It is I, Twilight Sparkle. I have left Canterlot, as you had wished. I do not believe I have given my sister time to freshly ensorcell me. Thy secret is safe, for now."

"I'm glad to hear that." Twilight told her, taking her hand in both of hers. They stood in a corridor now, one with innumerable doors opening off it, stretching into grey-blue distance in both directions. "I've spoken to Pinkie. She was happy to be charmed, once I'd promised I wasn't a dark spirit or anything. She's... really nice. She helped me feel a lot better. I've been worried."

"It is good to hear you say so, Twilight, for I have placed measures in motion to aid you. I have given you as much time as I could to prepare, but I fear it shall not be as much as you had wished."

Twilight blinked. "What do you mean?"

Luna gazed down at her gravely, squeezing her hand in return as she spoke softly. "I have arranged for the Elements of Harmony to be unguarded for a time. There shall be one shift in which there is no guard assigned to watch their chamber. If you are to oppose my sister, you must take them then, and use them. They shall be unguarded for two hours, after the fourth bell of the afternoon, in three days. You have that long to prepare, before you face Celestia."

Author's Notes:

Next time: six way orgy, and at long last: facing Celestia!