A sudden gust of wind blew open the doors to ‘The Love Shack’, as Midnight flew inside, landing on the floor with a dramatic spread of her wings.

“Release my Scopey, you villainous vixens!” she cried out. “Or face the wrath of Midnight Song!”

One of the mares came over and gave her a small hug before chuckling. “Oh dear, and we’d just gotten her to the point where she doesn’t want to go,” the disguised nymph pouted.

Midnight rolled her eyes at the mare and sighed. “Suuggaarrrr~ You totally ruined my badass rescue scene! Stop being all cute dammit!”

Sugar leaned in and whispered into Midnight’s ear. “Little known fact: sexual healing and torture work wonders on nymphs. Kudos for breaking her initial shell, that made our work a lot easier.”

Midnight gasped, “This truly is a den of evil... I wanted to have first dibs on her...” She looked around, “Where is Scopey anyway?”

“The back,” Sugar said with a wink. “Last I saw, she was serving her kidnapper and letting a stallion take her.”

“Sugar,” Midnight said seriously. “Am I going to go out there and find something so kinky, it borders on illegal?”

“Nope!” she chirped happily. “That’s Thursdays.”

“I’ll note it on my calendar,” Midnight smiled as she trotted towards the back room, her emotions letting everybuggy know just who was approaching. “Oh Scopey~ I’m coming for you~”

Upon opening the door, Midnight saw the scene was half as described. Scope was indeed letting a stallion take her from behind, but her kidnapper had apparently been worn out by the ministrations for the moment and lay there, panting.

“Harder!” Scope cried out, and the stallion obliged as best he could. Midnight watched for a moment, wondering just how to proceed. On one hoof, she was still greatly annoyed over Fredrick, and that Ledger hadn’t returned from Cider’s place yet...

On the other hoof, she was looking forward to tonight. Unfortunately for everypony else... her annoyance won over.

“Hey buddy!” she said with an authoritative tone, her eyes blazing with righteous anger. “Having fun there bucking MY PARTNER!!”

The stallion balked for a moment, but Midnight’s tones only caused him to finish quicker...and once he was done giving Scope what she’d asked for, he attempted to run out the back door so as to escape the crazy batpony.

“You’re damned right you’d better run!” Midnight shouted. “And seriously Scopey... what the buck?”

“We finally deprogrammed her,” the Violet-eyed mare said, apparently having recovered a bit. “Reprogamming her involved making her see both genders as equally deserving of love and attention. Avoid the propaganda altogether this time by not even giving it a chance to take root.”

“I see,” Midnight said as she walked closer to her assistant/servant. “What’s the matter little Scopey?” she cooed, her eyes dancing with sadistic glee as she grabbed one of the riding crops with her wing. She cupped her cheek with a hoof and stared into her blue eyes. “Is your Mistress’s love not enough for you?”

“I would have come, Mistress, but they were...very insistent I see some nice stallions before I was allowed to go,” Scope said, ducking her head. “And then I forgot all about leaving.”

“Is that so? You just... forgot, all about the kind, sweet Mistress that saved you~’ she said, dragging the crop along her flank. “Perhaps I should... remind you?”

“You try remembering anything when Ledger is stuffing you next time,” Scope deadpanned. “The stallions they had mount me were not as gifted as Nobles are said to be, but they were very good at distracting me from leaving.”

“I see,” Midnight hummed thoughtfully as she ground the end of the crop up against her sensitive folds. “You see Scopey, I’m a tad annoyed right now... and you might just be what I need to relieve that... irritated feeling I have~”

The violet nymph snuck over to Midnight’s side and began whispering in the Thestral’s ear. “She’s actually very good with her tongue, so I approve of this plan,” the nymph said.

“Whatever you want, Mistress,” Scope said as her hind legs twitched.

Midnight’s eyes flickered to the Violet and that sadistic glee only intensified. “Oh how adorable... you both think you have a choice~ I’m going to feast now... I do hope you make a satisfying meal~”

The changelings only let out a surprised squeak.