A seemingly decent afternoon filled with varieties and opportunities for today’s activities. The very icon of light and life reigned under its command from the royal mare. Inside Canterlot palace, the highly respectable princess Celestia had dedicated the day to attend only the most important objectives on her agenda.

“Oh....oh, yes..... Phalanx, you're... uhh..... s-so big! Harder, harder, you big stallion! Oh myself, that is so~o.... ahh.... oh.... ugh... good! Please your.... highness! Fuck, yes, yes, YES! INSIDE ME~E!!”

However, she was on a break right now in her bedroom...

Celestia leaned back on her bed, laying panting on her back with male and female fluids dripping from her marehood. She loved being all warmed up by her favorite guard, the only one she actually relied on being an excellent source of satisfaction and not a lover. A simple friend with benefits who could keep a professional attitude whenever in service.

“Were I of pleasing, your highness?” the white stallion dressed in golden armor asked from the soft edge of Celestia's bed. He was concerned to be of the uttermost usefulness, thus asking if his job reached his usual standards. The white mare chuckled in her afterglow. “Oh, Phalanx. There are several reasons for why you are the captain of my guards; you should stop asking that silly question every time after your 'privileged service' to me” she said with a happy smile. The stallion nodded with his own pleased smile before turning around for the door. His duty had been fulfilled, so now it was back to the usual routines of patrolling.

Celestia kept her smile until the heavy door creaked closed, then a delighted sigh left her mouth, forcing down the lips to a frown with her eyebrows. Her searching had ended up in another dead end. Not even Phalanx, the alpha-male, could give her the same kind of pleasing she once experienced with the possessed unicorn Twilight. Sure, it was nice, really nice to have a thick stallionhood throbbing her inside, but that literally magic orgasm given from her horn was unique and satisfying in so many ways she could hardly describe them. She would give anything for it to happen again, but she was also fully aware it would be impossible. It took time for that physical excitement to grow, and the only reason why she could have it once was because of Aphrodis Prance's legacy which Twilight accidentally had stolen in the past. And now... she's gone forever.

Her eye almost let loose a tear before she stopped its progress by blinking till it was pressed back. And even if she felt kind of silly to actually get depressed to tears only because of this, there was no stopping it from happening. That time, that very moment when her horn burst with uncontrollable magic from the pleasure contaminating her lust to a hyper-need in seconds. She actually felt like a virgin filly again, loosing her innocence like that one time so many centuries ago...

A shroud of gray blue emotions and thoughts wrapped up the princess in her solitude, but only until there was a heavy knock on the door. She snapped back to reality from the clear bangs. Then, with a quick wipe over her precious parts to remove all traces of her recent event and another wipe over her eyes to erase the other eventual soak, she felt ready enough after a clearing in her throat.

“Hrm.... come in!” she said to let the door be opened. Another guard's muzzle stuck out with his oblivious facial expression. He glanced really quick around the room before meeting the princess' eyes in a medium distance. “Your majesty; we have a problem outside the front door” he said with dedication and discipline.

The princess rose an eyebrow. “Problem? If it's hoodlums, I give you permission to...” she said before getting cut off. “No, your majesty. It's a visitor demanding to meet princess Luna... and I think you want to hear her out on this one” he added to convince his ruler. She just sighed. “But my little sister is out with her..... she's not here right now” Celestia then responded with a slight halt in her words. “Yes, but both I and the other guards believe this is something you should come hear personally...”.

Celestia trusted her guards ability in judging when and when not it is of greater importance that she personally should pay attention to something, especially during her break. Two guards walked close behind her with their proud and untouchable faces along the hallway, secretly throwing quick glances on the royalty's flank without getting noticed. Of course, the owner of that flank knew they always tried to catch a glimpse of it when it wiggled side to side in each step she made. She couldn't care less, however. Everypony needed his or her little glance of how sweet your night could be if you played your cards right, after all.

The white mare had to let go of a silent grumble when she walked down the stairs in her grand entrance, walking down the same red carpet every time she had to go out, watching the same chess-squared floor and the even more boring door coming up on her. She was without doubt a bit irritated now because of her failed hunt.

The guards sped up to trot past the princess, standing next to the large door and pushing it open for their highness. Celestia had only time to see the sun's rays brightening up the carpet and floor beneath her hooves, then a violent burst of yells unraveled before her shocked grimace.

“I said: unhand me, you brutes! Trixie demands to see princess Luna right now!” the light blue unicorn with a cape yelled from between the two guards holding on to her forelegs. They had forced her to stand up on the hindlegs, exposing her undressed stomach to the princess. Her angry face radiated of maddened inner emotions, revealing true hatred and mean thoughts about the alicorn in mind.

Celestia suddenly had a disciplined look herself, she saw this was a serious business concerning something her sister must have done to provoke such anger. She then threw a more glad expression on her escorting guards next to her. “A good observation...” she said before turning back to the angry unicorn with the smile intact. “...I'll take this matter on my own now”.

The two female equines walked inside the palace, leaving the guards to their position either inside or outside of the door. Their hooves hit the floor in an uneven rhythm due to their height difference, but Trixie felt like breaking the pace completely by constantly wiping the cape covering her back. “Ugh, you should teach those foul guards to be a little bit more gentle! Trixie don't like such rough treatment to her delicate body” she complained just like another certain unicorn the princess knew of...

Celestia would have giggled there, but she was way to concerned about her guest's reasons for being so maddened on the younger alicorn. Thus she waited till they had walked up the stairs, turned to the left and made a third of the way to her working chamber. Then she stopped and turned to face the light blue filly with a hard look.

“What is your matter with my sister, miss....?” she asked to get the name first of all before anything else. Trixie switched her attention to the mare, tilting her head up to look straight into the princess' eyes with a mean stare. “Trixie wants to have a talk with your sister! She has lied, deceived and stolen from the great and powerful TRIXIE!” she stated with a scream in the end while her teeth began to grit. This boiling anger inside her head was almost too much to control.

Celestia remained calm and focused on what the little unicorn claimed her sister to be. A liar, deceiver and a thief? Even if that was just preposterous for her to hear such things, she couldn't decipher any lies from those words. She held her snout high up in the air to look down even further on her guest. “Interesting..... and exactly what is it that makes her all of this?” she asked to get a more proper picture of the statements.

The unicorn inhaled deeply to let out a heavily annoyed sigh. She was still furious over the fact what kind of horrible mare she was talking about, but the aggregation surely could come if the truth was spoken. Thus, she took a second to look down at the floor and sit down on it to. Celestia found it to be a good idea and imitated the position.

“It all began a few days ago, when I heard a knock on my wagon door....” she began to tell the story. Celestia kept her goggles with the same serious expression during the entire beginning; about how Trixie was visited by Luna, who insisted to come inside for a little piece of company, only to find out about her current obsession with a certain filly.

But the white mare began to sense some falseness in her words when the parts about how mean Luna was who used her for her own sexual pleasures. Also that she had forced the unicorn to tell her who the filly was and then humiliate her further with it. The story grew heavily uninteresting for the princess when she finally could see the lies and made up stories pouring out from her verbal use.

She waved her hoof in disapproval with a sour glare at the unicorn, causing her to halt in mid-sentence. “Uh.... what?” Trixie asked with a surprised face.

“I KNOW you are lying now, my dear, third-person narrating Trixie...” Celestia said while leaning her head down to the mentioned pony. Her height had a strong effect, adding the undoubtedly large space between their positions in the hierarchy. That, and the shadow she created over Trixie to enhance the effects of overwhelming might with its horrifying cast. “Now.... tell me exactly what actually happened and what you did to my sister” she said with a voice being one octave higher then usual.

The light blue filly staggered with her forelegs in fright, immediately understanding this could lead to very unfriendly matters if she didn't used the right words. She lowered her head in shame with a frown before starting to tell the truth with just a few sentences. “She.... actually made me understand what I felt about that special pony. And... a-and she offered herself to be my 'friend' so she could.... help me, then we....” she stuttered in slow formats before catching herself go into unnecessary details. She gulped and tried to come up with a white lie, but...

“Then what?!” Celestia roared out and slammed her fore hoof down the carpet-covered floor. Suspicion and cynical thoughts about the light blue unicorn whispered inside the mare's head. She wasn't dumb enough to not understand where this was going. Trixie yelped in fear and protected her chest with a foreleg in reflex from the violent stomp. “I, we... uh... she.... uh...” Trixie heavily stuttered in her increasing insecurity as the white mare stood up on all four to lean her head even more over the poor magician filly. “Ye~es...?” Celestia hissed with more anger growing out from her inner chamber of suppressed rage over the thousand years. She exposed her gritting teeth like a beast, her eyebrows made the most curved arch, her magenta eyes glared with a sheer cold fully able to kill if she wanted to, and her floating mane began to shift colors from its collection of azure, purple, turquoise and cyan to orange and yellow, almost seeming to begin floating upwards.

Trixie gasped in her ultimate fright and sudden fear of death. She then knelt down and used the top of her lungs to exclaim the last piece of fact: “ItiedertomybedandwhippedherbeforefuckingherhardtillshecameandthenIcamemyselfinherface!” Trixie answered without the princess understanding a thing she said due to the extreme speed in her words. “WHAT?!” Celestia roared out. Her breath had increased with several degrees in warmth, blowing an overheated wind in Trixie's face as her mane and tail finally caught fire together with her pupils. The majestic mare was now a literally living inferno of erupting anger, burning without control on her white body, lightening up the entire hallway and almost scorching the palace walls with her fiery performance.

Trixie couldn't hold back the tears, she sobbed out the synonym to what she just said with a louder yell. Her head threw up against the burning mare and yelled “WE HAD BONDAGE SEX WITH EACH OTHER!!” and then tossed herself back on the floor before covering her face with her forelegs, preparing for the imminent death penalty.

But as her expectations couldn't go any further, the crackling noises of fire died out. The light vanished to nothing and left the hallway like it was. The unicorn panted heavily, leaving a thin layer of soak on her hooves as she carefully separated them to see why she was still alive.

The ethereal mane and tail had thin trails of smoke climbing up from their tips in the air as their original color had returned. Celestia had a thoughtful expression now, looking in the upper corner of her eyes like she was thinking really hard. Then, with a slowly growing smile and a little touch on her chin with her hoof, she finally spoke. “Oh yes.... she liked that sort of things, I remember now” she stated and looked back at the scared to death unicorn still sweating and gasping for air.

Celestia giggled with an apologetic gesture. “Oh my, I'm so sorry, dear Trixie; I thought you had done some horrible things to my beloved sister there for a moment. Oh ho ho ho...” she then chuckled like nothing just recently happened. But as she walked up to extend her hoof to the frightened unicorn so she could stand up again, all of the nearby guards had gathered up in both ends of the hallway. All carrying widened eyes and serious doubts if they were actually needed to protect their princess at all.

Trixie was still shaky after the tempest almost consuming her, not even the soft sheets of Celestia's bed she was sitting on could calm her down even the slightest. Instead, her eyes kept staring on the big mare peaking her head outside the bedroom door to ensure the guards everything was in order.

Trixie reluctantly glanced away for just a second to see what was more in the room, noticing the most hideous thing she's seen yet: the bed carrying Luna's color. Her frightened eyes locked and gained a little bit of frustration, knowing that was the resting place of that cursed alicorn. She didn't want to look at it for another second, thus turned her head back to yelp as she saw the heartily smiling princess' face suddenly just a snout away from her.

Trixie fell back on the soft sheets, shortly followed by the princess who leaped up with her forelegs on the bed to lean over. The unicorn was once again under the shadow of the mighty Celestia, but this time with a kind and soft aura surrounding them both. Celestia took a deep stare with relaxed eyelids on the grayish rings surrounding Trixie's dark pupils. When she thought about it, this unicorn wasn't so shabby at all, on the contrary; she was very attractive with her nice little curves hardly noticeable for the untrained eye. Her simple and grayish mane was so cute for such a little arrogant filly like herself. Suddenly, Celestia realized her sexiness was turned on, going on automatic now when she knew what kind of pony she was dealing with.

“So... the great and powerful Trixie; are you a dirty little filly? You like being tied up by my sister and get spanked?” she whispered while getting closer with her muzzle to the confused and still frightened pony laying beneath her. “Uh.... actually...” Trixie tried to say, but got interrupted by the disturbingly close presence of the princess' snout to her own. “Yes...?” the white mare asked with a muffled giggle and softer smile. “Trixie.... was the... pony who tied... her up” she said with a good bit of hesitation as the words left her mouth.

The mare shot back her head and gasped with widened eyes, scaring the remaining living hay out of the pinned filly. But then she leaned down again with a lustful grin, placing back her snout to almost touch the azure horn. “Oh my.... you are even naughtier then I thought, great and powerful Trixie” she said before sticking out her tongue to taste the little cusp sticking out from the weakly colored mane. Her tongue had already a little pool of saliva almost dripping from it as she stroke the magical source of each unicorn, carefully drenching it in her oral fluid to allure some arouse.

The unicorn felt it already, the sweet energies collecting inside her helical shaft. It let out a weak shimmer as her eyes shut for a moment. But something even deeper inside her wanted go give this a cold rejection, in fact so much that it took over completely as her eyes opened again with an angry flash. “No! I don't want to!” she yelled and extended her forelegs to the white chest and tried to push away the alicorn.

But her physical might was even weaker then her magical powers, thus leaving Celestia held up for only a few seconds before the trembling forelegs dropped down to the bed. Trixie sighed out in exhaustion, but her will was still alive. She grit her teeth and glared at the royalty. “I said I don't want to!” she then yelled louder then before to make her point.

The white mare halted with a slightly surprised look. It wasn't everyday a pony would reject her, none the less such a dirty and exposed filly like this one. She processed the thought quickly, realizing in a matter of zero point three seconds what the problem was. She sighed in disappointment and rolled her eyes. “Okay... you want me to be her?” Celestia asked to get it over with fast. “What?” Trixie asked with a curious expression.

“There was this filly you mentioned before, am I right?” the royal mare asked. Trixie nodded with a mildly annoyed face. “And Luna had stolen her.... so I presume the filly you are talking about is my student Twilight Sparkle?” she asked with a self-confident eyebrow raising up. The unicorn blushed, and even if she wanted to deny it, there was no chance she actually would be so stupid to do it again after what happened in the hallway. After the nod, Celestia grinned.

“As I thought. However; problem for you is that Luna and Twilight are lovers now, and that would make you the third wheel” she stated with a slight gesture in her hoof to caress the gray and blue mane before continuing. “But kind as I am, I understand your feelings. Thus... I will take the responsibility to please you...” she said before focusing some magic from her horn.

A purple coat flowed over her body, her wings melted in to her sides like clay, her horn shrunk in size at the same time her own height and length did the same, the mane and tail became more tangible and stopped floating when their shapes changed, her eyes switched color to the recognizable violet, and to top it off; she cleared her throat before shocking the heavily amazed and slightly disgusted Trixie. “...in the way you like it” Celestia said with Twilight's voice as her transformation was over. She then jumped up on the bed with the rest of her body to be completely on the top of her guest again.

The light blue unicorn tried to say anything, but her mouth was just left wide-open like her cape which she laid on. The fake Twilight giggled with a kind smile and covered her mouth with a hoof before winking several times with her eyes. “So... you want to feel some love, the great and powerful Trixie?” she asked with seduction practically taking physical shape in her intentions. “Are you going to tie me up too, hmm? Make me beg for mercy?” she now asked with a cute frown and pouting lips just a few centimeters away from Trixie's own.

Suddenly, Trixie's inner voice had no power anymore. She became a beast obeying instincts, only believing and trusting in what she saw, not caring what was hiding behind the facade of this filly she dreamed of everyday. Her teeth grit even harder in a last try to take control, but it was all soon in vain. The lavender pony sighed in satisfaction and leaned down to kiss the blue neck with a moan.

Trixie tilted her head away, giving the other unicorn full access to her neck. Soft smooches followed by lengthy groans echoed several times through the head of this traveling magician, her body ignored orders as the infection of the beast kept contaminating her mind. Her eyes twitched in resistance, but they were lost from her mental network too in just a second. Part by part she lost her reasoning and true wish, letting them be replaced with the malevolence only lust could create inside ones mind. The purple muzzle moved upward, crossing the light azure cheeks and finally landing on the equally colored lips. The seducing unicorn placed her fore hooves on Trixie's cheeks, gently rubbing them as she opened her mouth.

Trixie's body trembled when she felt the invading organ sliding inside her mouth, her will was completely tainted now, telling her nothing but to follow the instinct. Thus, she answered with a slow press from her own tongue, causing both unicorns to moan out while carefully eating each other with their lips as the tongues collided.

But then the transformed pony made a slight mistake. She became too hungry too fast, driving her to sweep down her left foreleg between Trixie's thighs. This created a spark inside the unicorn mind, awakening her from the arouse.

“Mnnoooh!” she exclaimed with a muffled cry inside the united mouths. Her forelegs shoot straight at the lavender unicorn's chest to push her away, and since Celestia's transformation also had reduced her weight to match her student's, it was way easier for Trixie to get rid of her. The filly rolled aside on the soft bed with a surprised yelp, leaving her with a shake-up long enough to let her company get up.

The light blue unicorn growled while she adjusted her cape to fit correctly again. “I can't believe you think that is what Trixie sought from the love of her life!” she stated with a tense voice to show her disappointment over the royalty's behavior. However, the hunting princess didn't give up so easily...

“Oh really...?” she said while caressing her own, soft flank while laying on her side. “So you're trying to tell me that...” the purple filly said before she concentrated some magic from her horn. While Trixie still held her back against the princess, she only noticed the slight flashes in the room coming from the bed. She turned on an annoyed expression and looked back over her shoulder.

“...This isn't your dream?” she said in front of the jaw-dropping unicorn. 'Twilight' had materialized socks with blue and gray stripes covering her legs and a light azure leash around her neck with the handle resting peacefully in the air as she walked off the bed. She also had replaced her cutie mark on each flank with the text 'Trixie's property' instead.

Her target was locked in awe and sexual arouse, hardly being able to breath as the purple filly stroke her sides along the light blue flank like a cat. She beamed at her with begging eyes, going into character so she could finally seduce the real unicorn. “Oh, Trixie... my body aches for you. I wanna be your slut so badly... my tight, innocent pussy drips when I think of you” she said with a lengthy moan right into the addressed pony's ear while stroking her tail all over the cape.

Trixie's eyes twitched like they were going to explode. It was seriously already too much right now. Seeing the filly Twilight Sparkle degrading herself so much with the leash so she could control her was tattooed inside her eyelids whenever she blinked. And the sexy socks dressing her legs with their soft material to enhance her 'innocence' was just the thing needed to make her self feel a little soak between her hindlegs. A source for revenge and satisfaction just begging for her to go on was straying around the blue legs like a dog now. She clenched her teeth and tried to ignore the unicorn bending over in front and wiggling with the exposed plot just a few centimeters away from her snout, but she soon gave up on that idea too when her sight locked on the recently mentioned tight slit. She... smells so nice, Trixie thought.

The blood streamed up in her cheeks and filled them to the brim with its crimson color, just another step for her to loose control.... again. Then, when all muscles in her body tensed for the last battle of resisting, the feather-hooved filly walked back to the bed and stood up on her hindlegs before uttering her last weapon. “I love you so much, great and powerful Trixie...” she said softly while licking her hoof.

A mind-tearing holler echoed out in the room, flinching the purple filly as the other one turned around with wide-open eyes and leaped several meters through the air after an explosive jump. Trixie crashed into her victim, landing on top of 'Twilight' as they messed up the sheets on the bed.

With intense moans and hardly time to catch breath, they buried their muzzles in each other to connect in the most violent way. It was a decisive battle inside their mouths with tongues wrestling and soaking themselves in fluid to express pure lusts and need for the flesh. Trixie embraced the purple filly's head and pressed it harder to her own face, forcing the opposing tongue to struggle some more in order to not suffer complete defeat. However, the lavender unicorn did her best, proving to be a worthy adversary for her partner in their wet competition and dance.

After a short moment of oral fluid-extractions, Trixie pulled back to glare devilish on her pinned down pony. The handle to the leash rested neatly over Twilight's body, giving her dominant mistress a perfect initiation to the upcoming act. With a snatch, the lavender filly's head jerked from the mean twitch. She squealed out in a melodramatic tone to imply pain and submission, something that became reality inside the magician's head. Her eyebrows arched down to accompany her evil smile. “Look at you, Twilight Sparkle! A puny whorse begging for me to rape and use you!” she yelled while violently caressing the comfortable socks along the crooked forelegs of her slave with her other hoof.

She nodded with a tear squeezing out. “Just... please, be gentle with me” she said with a cliche-like tone from a virgin filly. But that line... would cost her some comfort.

A fore hoof sped through the air with a swish, impacting brutally on the purple cheek with power enough to tilt the entire head it slapped. Twilight squealed for real there, experience sudden and unexpected pain. She stared at the violent pony who grinned like a maniac. Then, Trixie's horn glowed as her cape began to untie itself with a weak shimmer of magic. The true performance came when the piece of clothing burst into a cloud of smoke to reveal a completely new set of tools materialized from nowhere: a gag, a blindfold, ropes and some other things the princess didn't really looked forward to experience.

The whimpering filly could only watch and pray as the blindfold wrapped itself around her eyes. She was kinda prepared for this, but not the sudden pummeling. Hopefully, it won't be much more of that, she thought while the red ball gag flew into her mouth and latched itself around the back of her head.

She wasn't able to see what happened now, nor speak. The only thing lacking now for the little lavender pony was the final suspension. Trixie held up Twilight's dressed forelegs with her magic to let the ropes tie them together, forcing the purple limbs to stay united above her head with the soft socks pressing each other. Celestia still felt safe, however. Her magic was a hundred times stronger then Trixie's; if she wanted to quit, she just needed the will to do so.

But then the absolutely most unexpected thing happened. Suddenly, the princess felt something sliding down her newly shaped, purple horn. During her surprise, Trixie snickered before standing up on her hind knees. “This little ring will keep your useless talent... in control, Twilight Sparkle” she stated with an elevating level of chuckle, bursting into a madpony's laughter.

The purple filly flashed when she understood what that probably meant. No matter how much she tried to channel magic through her headpiece now, absolutely nothing happened. This shocked the transformed princess in an indescribable way. All her magic gone. The very power granting her security and might.... vanished. She had never even been close to feel this defenseless and... scared? Was she scared for real? This feeling.... haunting her mind, filling it with dread in all the possible ways. Why.... was this so arousing?

“And now for your punishment, my love” Trixie said while reaching for her favorite tool of them all: the thick stick with dozens of whips in the other end. A quick haste through the air, ripping it apart the second before the rough whips could fulfill her long-awaited dream, happened.

A gasp, soon growing to a muffled yelp, flew out through the purple muzzle. Several red lashes was left on the tummy, causing the light blue unicorn to tremble in excitement when she saw the mere wounds. It was finally for real! Her revenge could now take its correct course with Twilight Sparkle under her command. This was more infatuating then the time with Luna, so much more arousing and aggregating that she couldn't control her right foreleg anymore. Trixie's dark side had consumed herself again, but so much worse this time...

The filly had been forced to turn around to her hind knees, bending over to leave her behind sticking up exposed in the air. She was still hesitating if to stop the light blue unicorn or not. This act made her curious over what would happen next, causing her to play along for the moment. However, the fear was still nagging her. She had to force herself in accepting that she was unable to do anything at all. Besides; even if she wanted this to stop, how would she do that?

While stuck in her thoughts, Twilight twitched when the hoof caressed her left butt-half. By reflex, she tried to stand up on all four even though it was impossible with the ropes tightening her forelegs up to the knees. All she could do was..... nothing.

The soft massage with circular movements enhanced in pressure, squeezing the soft, plush flesh for Trixie's amusement. This was easier for the tied unicorn to play along with, resulting in sweet groans over the nice tending to her rump. In the end, however, the dominant pony had enough of this kind treatment. Instead of continuing to be nice, she jerked the leash to tilt Twilight's head back. The whip rose high up with the blue foreleg tensing all its muscles for the perfect strike.

The several-ended whip ripped away the fine colors of purple from her slave's behind, leaving nasty stripes of pink and red behind. The unicorn yelped not only because of pain, she found this to be surprisingly satisfying. Who would have thought it would be so nice to combine submission and physical pain with pleasure, she thought while breathing heavier through the ball gag with a blush beneath her eyes.

Trixie breathed harder too, relishing in her glorious assault on the fine rump she could do as she pleased with. Thus, the whip hasted again, smacking harder and harder for each time she let it abuse her innocent pony. The butt slowly gained its new crimson color, aching and pulsing with pain as the blood flushed inside. “Mmmh...” Trixie moaned as she temporarily paused the whipping to dart her tongue on one of the fresher stripes. She gently dragged her tongue all over the poor butt, absorbing the taste of Twilight Sparkle to memorize it forever. Finally, she let her hunger take over to literally bite of more then she could chew. In one, huge crunch, she sunk her teeth into the skin and clenched as hard as she could.

The tied unicorn arched her back to scream with her muffled sounds straight up in the air. And instantly, her throat took some damage with the mean jerk from the leash. She tried to pant harder, but the tight pressure around her neck made it extremely hard to do so. A pathetic whimper was all that remained now from the dominated unicorn's mouth.

Trixie let go of the abused half, slowly loosening her teeth from the even redder marks. She noticed the small drip of blood traveling down from the little wound after her 'taste', quickly darting her tongue over it to get the bizarre flavor after licking metal on her taste-buds. She dragged the tip of her tongue over the upper row of her teeth, ensuring the taste wouldn't disappear in the first place. The silly thing was that she had no idea it was royal blood in her mouth, not Twilight Sparkle's...

And just when the tied up pony thought it was time for a short break, she heard odd noises. Clicking noises passing through her ears from behind. Then, with a slight jerk from the leash, her head was forced to tilt straight upward again. “That's some nice little slut-hole you got there, Twilight. How many stallions have been inside there, hmm?” Trixie said with her evil grin just a few hooves away from the tilted unicorn head. The breath in every word she said fanned the blindfolded, purple face with its thrilling warmth. Something in it enhanced the pony's lusts, but what? The dominance, the pain, the humiliation or perhaps even the dread of being stripped of her magic? Whatever it was... she wanted it to proceed.

Without any warning, without any signs, and especially without any concerns, Trixie put her left foreleg over the sour flank hardly a second before the hard stallionhood shoved deep past her tiny slit. A terrified holler tried to penetrate the ball gag in her mouth, but there was only the same puny sounds passing through it.

The other azure hoof was placed on Twilight's right flank, allowing her to take full grip before thrusting the oversized strap-on harder inside the unprepared hole. Problem was that the princess' slit had slightly decreased in size due to her change of physical appearance, thus making the plastic toy a bit too big for her poor marehood. However, what she didn't expect was it to actually feel better. Her pink pearl was constantly mauled from each thrust making her hole wider. After just the fifth impalement, she felt nothing but rocking sweet ecstasy pulsing from her sweet spot.

Trixie, however, was in full hypnosis from the even more delicious aroma inside her mind. “Aw, yeah! It slipped inside way too easy for you to be a virgin, Twilight Sparkle! Just how many cocks have defiled you?!” she yelled and pulled the leash harder even though the purple neck was at its limits. She leaned over the sore back and placed her head next to the sky-watching filly. “Huh?! Answer me, or I'll fuck you harder, slut!” she roared into the sensitive ear while still pounding her wet love spot. The addressed slave tried to jerk her head away, but did so in vain. Then she tried to actually answer, but even that in vain.

“Oh! I almost forgot.... you are such a shaft-starving whorse you simply must have a male inside you all the time! Very well, then; Twi-slit Sparkle!” she stated with the new nickname she had been working on the past minutes. Her hooves grabbed Twilight's sides again as she rocked her pelvis harder. The leash was then slightly relaxed to let the victim in the other end hang a bit with her head.

The thick toy had separated her inner walls so much they were still apart before it went inside all the way again. The juices kept coming, never seizing to soak the fake stallionhood ripping her apart. In a matter of more seconds, the dominated unicorn's mouth grew hotter with each gasp. The too big sweetness that was pummeling her rear grew so good for her, filling her senses with nothing but happy emotions and overstimulating triggers. Her whole body shook for each thrust, almost moving her further over the bed every time it hit her deepest physical part.

Twilight curled together as much as she could, it was just a matter of seconds now.... which made Trixie grin even harder when she saw it. The panting unicorn squirmed her body, preparing to feel the climax erupting from her body in all its wonderful presence, enhancing her moans for each thrust.

But suddenly it stopped. Trixie pulled out the shaft from the warm marehood and paused for several seconds, causing the tied up pony to look over her shoulder with a frown. She still couldn't see anything, but she knew the unicorn was still behind her. Then, when the climax would need another few seconds of 'being close', the stallionhood slide inside again with its usual speed. The lavender pony began to embrace the ecstasy again, but as soon her body indicated it was close, the cock slide out again.

With an annoyed grunt, she looked back and puffed through her snout. Trixie snickered a little, just long enough to let the eruption cool down again. It was not until the process had been repeated again that the slave understood what the hay was going on. Just before every time she was about to climax, the light blue unicorn stopped to tease her. The princess felt anger and desperation building inside her mind, this had never even been close to happening in her entire life, but this was also the first time she was without her magic for ages.

She actually broke out of character when the indescribably mean behavior happened again for the fifth time. To feel the warmth reaching almost the entire way just to be cooled down exactly before the second it could release was.... so frustrating that she actually went mad for real. But that was exactly the reason why Trixie had been smart enough to tie her sock-dressed forelegs. And the leash was even better, allowing her to stay fully relaxed without having to worry for any sudden moves.

The slave squirmed with all the might she didn't have, grunting angrily and bucking her hindlegs to get loose. But as mentioned; it was all in vain. She could only suffer as the should-be-orgasms blanked her mind and then suddenly went disappeared again.

But fortunately for her, Trixie was about to grow bored, thus causing her to lean over again with a sarcastic frown of her own. “Awww... does my little slut wanna come? How sad, I had no such intentions to let you do that...” she whispered with the frown turning into a maniacal grin again. Her slave trembled in rage, just waiting for the moment she would have the darn ring on her horn removed so she could...

In the midst of planning her vengeance, Trixie smacked the purple flank, snickering more over the sad fact for the princess. “You've already marked yourself as mine, the evidence is right here” she stated while glancing down on the text written on Twilight's flank. “My.... property. Meaning I can do exactly... what I... want!” she snapped as another slap ended up on the already sour flank. “And I.... have other plans for you...” she said with a calm voice hardly recognizable from her previous, maniacal one.

The dominated filly didn't care what her next part was about, all she cared about was to get loose and teach this arrogant sadist how it feels to be denied a climax multiple times. But in her boiling anger, something even more unexpected then the dispel-ring on her horn happened.

With an uncomfortable noise, the strap-on was thrown to the floor as Trixie walked with the leash still steady in her hoof to prevent the eventual struggles from the sock-dressed pony. Then, with a strong will and determination; she embraced the little filly's head from the side, placing her forelegs like she was going to break her slave's neck. The pony yelped in fear, feeling an adrenaline shot of fear running through her shivering body as the legs surrounded her head. It was really that terrifying for the transformed alicorn to be without her dependable magic and in this weak form at the same time while she was blind, tied and unable to speak.

“Now let's see what your shaft can do...” Trixie said with a mocking tone before taking a little lick on the tip of the horn beneath her muzzle. She held the base of the leash, right next to the collar in order to keep her plaything still. However, it was not really necessary. Twilight didn't resist at all anymore, instead she was locked in a newly found excitement. The light blue unicorn was going to try her horn! Even if the hopes were dim lit, they were still there. Maybe... just maybe she could do it!

But then the princess reconsidered while she felt the traveling tongue on the tip of her cusp, what if she was just going to stop again right the moment before?! That.... would without doubt send her in the same kind of rage she had in the hallway, burning the arrogant pony the way she deserved it without doubt.

As the slave-filly silently sighed through her gag and accepting the truth for the moment, Trixie felt her own needs starting to scream from her nether. Perhaps she should take this to a better level. And as long as the dispel-ring was still on her, there would be no dangers. She grinned and obeyed her primal instinct...

Twilight was laying completely on her stomach while feeling the weight of Trixie sitting on her tied forelegs while adjusting the hard, spiral shaft to the needy spot between her own thighs. She grabbed the lavender head and slid carefully closer to get the perfect position before standing up on her hindlegs. Everything in place, the horn practically touching the blue slit, Trixie licked her lips and humped slowly to let the tips slide in.

Her voice cracked, leaving a strangled moan erupting from her throat as the hard piece expanded her inner flesh of love. The labia split up, greedily consuming the horn as it went in behind the wet lips of the great and powerful Trixie.... who blushed violently. She was practically sitting on Twilight's head when she was about to press inside the ring too. “Ahhh.... that... felt better then I thought...” she said with a lengthy groan coming afterward, almost dropping her characteristic sadism in pleasure.

Her tongue stuck out to hang, leaving her fully free to gasp harder when she lifted her pelvis. Then, a bit more brutal this time, she slid the horn inside again, causing a high-tempered moan to escape her mouth. This was heaven for her, leaving nothing she wanted behind in this storm of fiery excitement building up inside.

The victim felt her own share too, for some reason. Even though the horn didn't shimmer, she felt the familiar pulses going through her mind, this time only slightly distorted. It was highly due to the cursed ring she hated so much for the moment, but apparently it wasn't able to fully prevent the physical pleasing her cusp brought.

Trixie grit her teeth and smiled widely for each time she humped the horn, slowly tilting the end so she could start pounding her pelvis more straight forward. This resulted in the purple pony to face the blanket she couldn't see. But now, the other unicorn could proceed by violently ramming her marehood to the headpiece. From behind, it looked like Twilight was giving her partner a blowjob if she had been a colt or stallion, but with not too far distance from that image, she was basically almost doing the same thing.

“Oh... uuuhh.... yes.... fuck, your horn is nice, T-twilight! And it's.... hnng.... all mine....ah...” she moaned to let out steam from her passion to this. And she wasn't alone; the princess felt her own share of the pleasure. It grew slowly and steady, adding more beating to the pile of pure excitement occurring inside her head. And surprisingly enough, it actually kept growing a little bit faster then the first time she experienced it.

Warmth and sweetness tensed up inside the azure unicorn, her eyes rolled back several times as she kept feeding her hungry love hole with the hard shaft plunging in and out. Her moaning developed to hard gasps at the same time the princess felt something strange happening inside her horn. It was like a throbbing ache, struggling to expand in a burst. But this wasn't that feeling she remembered from her time with the real Twilight; this was so much more uncomfortable and unendurable. She closed her eyes and tensed all muscles, feeling the annoying throb filling her senses.

Trixie gasped harder and louder as she dropped the leash, forcefully jerking the horn inside between her dripping labia with hard rubs to her pink pearl. She tilted her head, throwing it to every direction as the lusts began to charge for the final assault on her mind. It chilled down her spine, absorbing all her physical power before taking a detour to her stomach. There it sucked up more nutrient of aching pleasure, swelling up before sending the sweet signal to her mind.

She widened her eyes. “Oh gosh! Oh yes.... yes.... yes!! Twiliiiiight!!” she screamed as her fluids shot out. It poured quickly over the purple horn and soaked the dispel-ring, causing an unexpected reaction from it.

The princess almost trembled from the aching pack inside her body. It passed her boarders, suddenly triggering something as she felt the sticky nectar soaking her mane.

With a silent burst, the ring exploded to pieces.

After loud, shocked gasp, the blindfolded filly opened her eyes and jaw to their limits. Her horn instantly charged up with an incredibly strong light, draining all her consciousness to leave here mind blanker then the whitest snow. Her scream went through most of the muffle, piercing Trixie's ears as she felt the substance filling her inside. The princess kept crying and rammed her head up to fill the wet hole with the last inches, beaming out the magical energies in one, great sweep.

It hurt a lot... but the amount of pleasure it also brought made the pain seem insignificant. Trixie yelled as the magic stimulated every part of her inner walls, filling every corner the magic possibly could reach and vibrating extremely. As she tried to press the head harder into her marehood, she felt the intense satisfaction baiting another orgasm. “Oh my goodness!! Again.... a-again!! Twiiiiiliiiight!” she roared again in pleasure. The tight walls convulsed around the sticky horn, releasing more warm love over Twilight's head, leaving the light blue unicorn vulnerable.... for another climax.

“No... not... hnnggh... not...hah.....n-not again!” she cried from the unbearable exhaustion. Her throat hurt from all the hollering that came after, but the magic didn't stop violating her warm cave, thus forcing her mind to explode as the third shot of ecstasy electrified her body in its liquid form. Both of them kept moaning for several minutes.... even after the magical light and orgasms had died out....

Trixie has passed out on the bed, hardly breathing from the intense overexert her body sustained after all she had went through in the end. Meanwhile, the princess was still rejoicing in the afterglow. Her entire head looked like she had been out in rain. The mane was hanging down, thick with female fluids still dripping down on the bed. Some of the nectar had slipped inside her blindfold which was equally soaking wet, it was actually a bit annoying to wear it now.

After a couple of swallows to get rid of the dry taste in her throat, the princess focused her horn. However, after that incredible outburst, she hardly had any magic left in it. But thanks to her long living and experience with the intangible element, she only needed a small amount of the remaining magic to untie the ropes, gag and blindfold from her exhausted body. She sighed as the world was once again visible, thanking whatever it was that broke the dispel-ring to let her free herself. Then, with half of the remaining magic, her wings, horn, mane, tail, size, voice and color all returned back to their original forms again while still laying down on her stomach. With her mane being ethereal again, she only needed to dry her face clean from the goo, something she decided to finally get rid of by licking up the stickiness after defiling her fore hooves in it.

She shook her head and tried to stand up; an impossible task for her now, thus leaving her no choice but to remain laying. This... was without doubt the best experience she ever had, however. It outshines all of her memories and sexual references, even the one with Aphrodis Prance. The perfect climax she had sought for so long.... was finally found. And now... it was laying next to her, resting lifelessly on her bed with faint gasps in her dreamworld.

But.. what to do? This was certainly something she wanted to experience again, again and again until it would drive her insane with boredom (which would take quite a while), but what about her feelings for the real Twilight? What happened just now was just a one-night stand, but it unexpectedly ended up with such a good result. The princess rubbed her chin with a fore hoof and thought for a good long several minutes. This filly was nothing she wanted to release in the first place, but removing her freedom was something completely unacceptable for Celestia's personality, even if her status said something heavily different. She smirked over the evil thought, but let it have a tour inside her mind for further inspection...

Trixie giggled in her sleep. She was with Twilight, making love to her in the most tender way. She had finally forgiven her for everything, now fully able to snuggle down and kiss her soft lips with a blush and smile. It was without doubt one of her best dreams ever.... but all good things had to come to an end. All of a sudden; several lines across her face began to burn. They stretched out and ached, leaving permanent scars over her light blue head, causing her to scream out in pain as the background flashed with a painful dye of crimson.

Her eyes widened and met the ceiling of the royal bedroom chamber. She then looked around, slowly feeling the nervousness taking over her mind. With a little tilt to the head, she looked across her body, seeing the wide doors leading out of the room. Her reflex wanted to sit up, but then Trixie realized how numb and paralyzed her hindlegs were, making it impossible to move at all if the forelegs weren't used. Done and done, the unicorn leaned the upper part of her body up with the support of her weak limbs to almost sit. She couldn't see the princess anywhere, but the tools she used earlier were still there, laying scattered around on the messy bed.

She focused on her breathing, trying to memorize what happened. Nothing but sweet, sweet recalls with her Twilight Sparkle popped up. Each one bringing a heartwarming smile on her lips even if she couldn't explain how in Equestria she finally could have made love to her in the royal bedroom. But as she smiled, there was something restraining her from doing so.

She arched her eyebrows and suddenly realized that something was all over her head, slightly tightening her muzzle, cheeks and behind her ears. Her right fore hoof left its supporting and touched the hard-to-see object around her head. When she realized it was leather, it could be nothing else but...

“A headcollar?!” she yelled as her anger only made it worse. “Of all the most unworthy things that could dress the great and powerful Trixie; this is the absolutely most humiliating one!” she yelled before reaching with her other hoof to rip of the horrible thing masking her. She fell back when her final support disappeared, ending up on a big, warm pillow. But as she kept struggling with a tensed facial expression, the rope connected to the halter jerked back, pulling her head to the side so she could see that whatever she leaned back on was no pillow at all.

“Don't forget degrading and punishing too, my little pony” Celestia said to the unicorn resting on her white flank. Trixie squirmed in shock, knowing the princess had gotten so close again without her noticing. “What? Get this thing... off me!” she demanded while reaching for the other end of the rope tied around Celestia's fetlock. With the reaction speed worthy a lightning bolt, she slipped away from the approaching hoof, dodging Trixie's puny try to end this once and for all.

“This thing...?” she quoted with her hoof high up in the air. “It's been several centuries since a pony was forced to wear one of these. This halter...” she said before jerking it again to pull Trixie's head closer to her own, forcing her to stand up on her forelegs with a painful grimace on her face. “...is the very symbol of 'slavery', an ancient tool used to deprave ponies from their freedom and mark them as a trivial property for whatever their masters wanted from them. A dreadful tool, indeed.” she ended before grinning at the unicorn.

With her hoof still high up, she chuckled with a lot of mean intentions behind it. “Oh ho ho ho! That's also why I've decided to dress you in one of those, my dear subject” the princess stated before laying her other foreleg around the unicorn's waist, embracing her to make sure she was close enough for a hug. Trixie could only twitch with her upper body, leaving her hindlegs laying lifelessly on the bed a she slowly turned over.

The filly was now laying on her side, spooning with the princess behind her in the most awkward silence she ever been part of. The mare leaned down with a little giggle, whispering “Now for the initiation-ritual...” and then stuck out her tongue to touch the soft ear of her subject. “What the...” Trixie said before cutting herself of with a cocked eyebrow. “What... initiation-ritual?” she asked at the same time a bad feeling popped up inside her mind.

The princess kept lapping the light blue ears, soon moving down to the azure cheek with her snout without answering the question. This treatment was not only for her own pleasure, but also to actually make something official between them. Thus, she kept jerking the rope after her own decisions to make the filly cooperate in turning her head with each stroke over her bare cheeks, neck, snout, forehead and finally between her eyes. The process was painful for the little unicorn, causing her to grunt for each time she had to suffer the wet tongue soaking her fur. In the end, her patience ran out, forcing her to yell her repeated question. “What are you doing with me?!” she asked in the most angry ways she could bring out.

Celestia stopped and looked into the eyes of the angry pony with her brown black headgear. “Why, I'm simply grooming you. Wasn't that obvious?” the princess said with a sarcastic surprised look on Trixie. “Yes, I know you are grooming Trixie; but for what purpose?!” she asked in a roar to prove her frustration over this degrading behavior like she was her mother or something.

The most vilest smile the princess could come up with was revealed on her lips, beaming the familiar emotions of insecurity and submission to the unicorn. With a mean pull, she pressed the filly's neck to the princess' chest. A frightened gasp was the only sound Trixie had time to do before the reasons were unraveled. Celestia placed her lips behind the scared pony's ears again “For starters: back in the days when slavery occurred in Equestria, all pony-owners used to fulfill some initiation-rituals before he or she could let it go to work for the first time. They had to go through a treatment, including dragging their tongue all over their new property's face to cover them in the scent of their owner. This was of course not necessary, but many pony-owners did so to the young little fillies and mares just for the sake of pleasure...” she finally stated with the silent voice.

Trixie widened her eyes, realizing what was happening right now. She didn't notice that the princess laid her head right next to the filly, smiling with desire. “Of course, pony-owning was strictly forbidden already at that time, so it all happened in secret. When I, who came up with rule, found out about this.... all the guilty ones for slavery was banished from their homes and belongings as punishment. However...” she whispered in the end before gently taking another lick on the sweet cheek from the whimpering pony.

“... After you had not only rejected me in the first place; you tied me up, suspended me from my magic, abused my behind by whipping and biting it, penetrated me with a thick toy, teasing my climax several times, then verbally abusing me AND.... in the end...” she said after the long sentence emptying her lungs on air, forcing her to inhale deeply before the last words.

Trixie was sweating like she was inside a sauna, whimpering when the fact the princess stated just made her remember everything. It wasn't Twilight she had all the fun with, it was the princess! And all the horrible things she did.... to another royal pony! Unimaginable as it was; she realized she'd now had bondage sex with both the princesses at different occasions.

Anypony would probably dream of this, making Trixie feel a little bit ungrateful over not appreciating it at all even if she had good reasons.

She wanted to say something, but after Celestia's heavy artillery of charges against the filly, she wanted to cry instead. This was it, now she was positively going to make her regret every single stripe she had caused the princess. Trixie's eye tensed when she thought of all the horrible things she probably would live through after today.

“.... making my dream come true by giving me the best orgasm to even imagine existed” she ended before kissing her subject's cheek. “I have no plans on letting you out of my sight, so now I've decided for what kind of punishment I will give you for humiliating and taking advantage of your empress”.

Trixie rose an eyebrow when snapping out of her imagination. She glanced a the white snout almost touching her lips, tilting back with tears breaking out and a sad frown. She understood now.... it was all clear to her. And that was the exact reason for why she began to feel the touch of sorrow inside her mind.

“No....” Trixie replied with her terrified gaze. Celestia smiled, knowing what dark crime she was about to commit. “Yes... Trixie. I will change Twilight Sparkle's name in your dreams into mine. Thus.... you.... are now my... pet” the white mare stated once and for all with an unnerving stare.

On that sunny day, everything seemed to turn out like yesterday and end with a lovely silence calming the town. But when it was just a few minutes before dinner, all the guards and visitors inside Canterlot palace could have sworn they heard a high-pitched and loud scream coming from a young filly, echoing out the most commonly used word for rejection and denial...

END

Author's note:
This chapter felt really unique for me, no idea why. Hope it wasn't too hard to understand that the real Twilight Sparkle was never in this chapter. It just felt so mood-breaking to write “transformed” or “Celestia” too many times. I tried to only use those words to make the reader realize she broke out of character a little when her real name was mentioned.
I'm not going to say very much this time, I'm fully busy to come up with the new plot in PL, so this chapter was actually kinda annoying to finish. Anyways, let's hope this couple ends happy...... oh my, did I just spoil something?

Brohoof on ya all!