Spike was standing in front of the mirror in the bedroom, trying to work up the courage to go through with his plan. There was something he had been wanting to ask Twilight for some time, and today, he had decided, was going to be the day. He was finally going to pop the question.

He took a deep breath, before tearing himself away from his manly visage in the mirror. Rummaging under the blankets in his basket, his claw finally fell on a circular object, and he pulled it out, holding it up in front of his face and examining it for a short while, before turning around and setting course for the bedroom door.

He couldn’t help being a bit nervous as he slowly but surely descended the stairs towards the main hall of the library, the circular object clenched tightly in his claws behind his back.

Twilight was deeply absorbed in her studies, her face buried in a large, musty and very old looking tome. She didn’t seem to have noticed him coming down - or if she had, she wasn’t showing it. He didn’t mind, as it gave him time to turn around, making sure she wouldn’t catch a glimpse of the object behind his back before alerting her to his presence.

“Hey, Twi!” he greeted her, trying to sound as normal as possible.

She momentarily looked up from her work, and a smile came across her face as her eyes met his. “Oh, hi Spike.” she said, seeming rather absent-minded.

She sometimes got like this when she became really absorbed in her research. Spike was unsure whether it was good or bad, but he couldn’t back down now. Perhaps it could even work to his advantage.

“Um... there’s something I wanted to ask you.” he said, suddenly not feeling quite as sure about himself anymore.

Twilight had returned to reading her book. “Oh. Ask away, then.” she said after a while, apparently not paying him all that much attention.

He took a deep breath. This was it. It was now or never.
“Twilight... will you be my pet?” he asked.

“Uh huh.” she replied, still deeply absorbed in her reading material.

Spike waited a while.

Suddenly, she looked up from the book. “Wait, what?” she asked loudly.
“What did you ask me?”

“Will you be my pet, Twilight?” he asked again, feeling rather small. Of course, compared to a pony he was rather small - but right at this moment, he felt even smaller than he normally did.

Twilight was staring at him now, giving him her full and undivided attention. She raised an eyebrow at him.
“What do you mean by that.. be your pet?” she asked, sounding uncertain.

“Oh, just a little sex role playing game.” he explained, trying to sound as confident as possible.
“You put this on,” he said, pulling forth the spiky leather dog collar from behind his back, “and do whatever I tell you to do while I lead you around on a leash.”
“Please?” he added.

For a moment, Twilight stood still, glaring at him. He could see her muzzle beginning to quiver slightly. Finally, she could no longer keep a straight face, and burst out laughing, rolling on the floor behind her desk and hammering the floor with her hooves.

Spike wasn’t laughing. He silently watched her laughing hysterically on the floor.

“Wait... you’re serious?” she asked, fighting to suppress the laughter, wiping tears of laughter off her face with her hoof.

“Deadly serious.” said Spike, feeling incredibly stupid. He was beginning to seriously question whether it had even been a good idea to ask at all.

Twilight got back on all fours, and for a moment she looked thoughtful. Spike felt certain she was going to reject his request. Perhaps it was for the best. It was probably a stupid idea anyway. But still, he’d kinda wanted to try it. It was so... delightfully kinky.

He studied Twilight’s expression while she was thinking. A sudden glint appeared in her eyes, and a devious smile crossed her lips.

“Tell you what, Spike... I’ll do it.” she said. “On one condition.”
“Promise me that the next time I ask you to go along with something, you’ll do it. No matter how stupid it sounds.”

“Like what?” Spike asked.

“I can’t tell you that. You’ll just have to wait and see.” she replied, a smug businesslike expression on her face.

“Well, that, and that we stay inside the library. I wouldn’t want anypony else to see me on a leash.” she added.
“They’d think we’re mad. Or perverted. Or probably both.” she finished.

At this point, Spike was a bit nervous. What was she planning to make him do?
Something so horrible or embarrassing that she knew he would never go along with it normally?
Meh. How bad can it possibly be? he thought. She surely wouldn’t do anything to hurt him. Or embarrass him too badly. He hoped.

“Alright. I promise.” he said, finally, knowing it was the only way to get her to go along with his little game.

“Pinkie Pie swear?” said Twilight.

“Cross my heart and hope to fly, stick a cupcake in my eye.” Spike recited, mimicking the actions with his claw Pinkie Pie style, making sure to stop his hand before poking his eye.

“Great!” said Twilight, rubbing her hooves together and grinning deviously.
Oh boy. I’m gonna regret this aren’t I... thought Spike.

--- LATER THAT EVENING ---

Twilight had wrapped up her research for the day, and after a nice meal, the purple pony and her number one dragon assistant had retired to the bedroom.

She was now standing next to her bed, completely naked, except for the dog collar. Of course, ponies were always naked, but to Spike she seemed somehow more naked than usual, wearing the spiky leather collar to which he had attached the leash he was now holding the other end of.

“Now what?” Twilight asked, looking curiously at Spike.

“Ssh. Don’t talk. You’re supposed to be my pet, and pets don’t talk.” said Spike, grinning at her.

She took the point and responded with an affirmative neigh, and looking at him with bedroom eyes.

“You’re my bitch now. Act like it.” Spike said, grinning at her.

Letting her tongue hang out of her mouth, panting and waggling her tail like a dog, Twilight leapt onto him, pinning him to the floor, and began to lick him sloppily all over his face and belly, covering him in drool from head to toe.

“Stop it!” Spike chuckled, curling up to protect his ticklish areas as Twilight’s tongue tickled him, and scooting away from her a bit, still holding the leash.
“Stay!” he said, before she could follow him.

There was now a playful, mischievous glint in her eyes, but she obeyed his command as she watched him get back on his feet.

“Good girl!” he said, stroking her mane as she bent her head down, nuzzling him.

“Let’s go for a walk downstairs, shall we?” Spike said, tugging at her leash. Twilight nickered softly, smiling at him as he led her towards the door.

He led her down the stairs, to the library main room where she had been working earlier. Since Twilight could never be bothered to put away the books, they lay scattered all over the place, as they usually did until Spike put them away as part of his morning chores. He led her into the study area before finally stopping.

“Sit!” he said.

Twilight obeyed his command. Spike entered the kitchen and walked over to cupboard where he knew he would find what he was looking for, grinning at the thought of what he was about to do. Opening the door, he extracted a large jar of sweet apple jam from the cupboard and removed the lid. He dipped a claw into the contents and licked it. Mmm! Delicious! he thought.

Snorting with suppressed laughter, he dipped his arm into the jar once more, and began to smear it on himself. Starting with his crotch, he continued to coat himself in jam until his entire front was dripping with sweet apple-y goodness. Twilight wouldn’t be able to resist this.

Replacing the jar in the cupboard, he returned to the main room. Twilight was still sitting patiently where he had left her, and eyed him curiously as he re-entered, his entire belly covered in sweet chunky goo.

“Good girl!” he said, petting her on the head.
Then he realized that he had been using the same arm to coat himself with jam, and now Twilight’s mane was all sticky and ruffled. Oops.
Oh, well, Twilight didn’t seem to have noticed, and they were surely going to need a bath afterwards anyway.

“Since you’ve been such a good girl, here’s a treat.” he said, grinning as he pointed to his jam-covered chest. “But you’re going to have to lick it off me...”

Twilight stuck out her large wet pony tongue, and thrusting her muzzle into his scaly chest, she began to sloppily lap up the sweet gooey substance covering it. Spike enjoyed the feeling of her hot wet tongue sliding across his chest, leaving a trail of her warm saliva. As she finished licking his chest clean, she continued on to his belly. Spike began to giggle, as her tongue tickled him. It was a strange sensation, but he was enjoying it immensely, and the kinkiness of it was turning him on. He could feel his loins beginning to stir with arousal, as pleasure built up in him with her every lick.

He placed his hands on her head, no longer caring that his right arm was covered in jam, and began to gently rub her large pointy ears, covering them in slippery gooey goodness, eliciting a moan of pleasure from her as she continued licking him clean.

Finally, she had finished cleaning up his belly, and moved on to the final destination - his groin. He let out a low moan as her tongue slid playfully across his magic spot, slobbering all over him. As she did so, she looked up at him, a flirty expression in her big cute eyes.

“Oh, yeah! Keep going!” he said. He could feel his boner leaving its hiding place, whereupon Twilight immediately began licking its tip, causing it to harden further, and sending waves of pleasure through the young dragon’s body.

Spotting her sticky mane, an idea suddenly struck him. Letting go of one ear, he grabbed some of her mane in his right hand, and bent down. Putting it in his mouth, he began to suck it, savouring its horsey taste and lapping up the sweet gooey jam with his tongue, while she continued to lick his cock, covering it with her slippery saliva and sticky jam residue.

Her warm wet tongue felt incredible as it danced against his penis, playing with his tip and sending surges of pleasure through his body. He felt as though he was going to cum any second.

Finally, with a grunt of satisfaction, he came, chewing on her soggy apple-flavored mane as several warm streaks of white gooey dragon cum shot out of his cock, landing on her face and muzzle and sticking to her, covering one of her nostrils. He felt a warm breeze against his balls, as Twilight blew her nose hard to get rid of the offending cum. She then licked her muzzle, before proceeding to lick the last few drops of jizz off his cock, as his orgasm subsided.

Spike wasn’t done yet, however. “Turn around.” he ordered her, and watched as she obeyed, turning all the way around, and looking back at him with her big sexy eyes, and flicking her tail playfully, baring her purple plot to him.

“Now, do your business.” he commanded, grinning widely.

She smiled back at him, and shot him a sexy look, as she lifted her left leg and released a stream of hot yellow urine onto the pages of an open copy of “Obscure Unicorn History” that had been left on the floor. Grabbing his cock, Spike directed its tip into her piss, breaking up the stream and causing it to spray all over the place. The warm wet feeling of her golden nectar splashing against his dick felt amazing, and he instantly became rock hard again.

Looking around, he quickly pushed a small stack of books over to Twilight’s hind quarters, and hopped onto them so that his crotch was lined up with her plot, and dabbed his penis through her hot steaming piss a few more times, before ramming it into her still-pissing cunt, causing her to moan loudly. He could feel her warm piss trickling out around his cock for a few seconds, before stopping, as he began to thrust into her dripping hole, letting his balls slap wetly against her plot.
As she began to wobble, he grabbed hold of her lifted leg, holding it up while he fucked her.

He could feel her marehood squeezing his shaft as she pushed, trying to empty her bladder, shooting out squirts of warm liquid onto his balls every time he pulled out of her, and dripping onto the books below. A pleasant scent of urine and wet paper filled his nostrils, greatly amplifying his arousal as he pounded into his sexy purple pet. Grabbing her wildly flicking tail in his free claw, he began to tug it as hard as he could, causing her to moan even louder as her back arched, causing her clit to grind even harder against the scaly dragon cock plowing into her from behind.

Soon, Spike could feel Twilight quivering with pleasure, and knew she was getting close to coming. So was he. He picked up his pace even more, and began to thrust into her with greater force and speed than before. Biting onto her tail with his teeth, and continuing to tug it, he placed his newly freed hand between her haunches, caressing her teats as she moaned and gasped with pleasure.

And then Twilight came, letting out a whinny of ecstasy, her entire body shaking with pleasure as her tight pony pussy clenched down on him, milking his cock furiously and spraying his balls with warm sticky marecum. Spike almost instantly lost himself in orgasm, pumping load after load of his thick white goo into the purple mare’s convulsing, cum-gushing pussy.

Spike was still in the middle of his orgasm, when his dragon-sense suddenly began to tingle. He spat out Twilight’s tail just in time as he began to retch, and burped out a burst of green flame, slightly singing Twilight’s tail in the process. A rolled-up piece of paper had materialized in front of him, and dropped onto Twilight’s back.

Before it could roll off her, into the pool of piss and marecum covering the floor, it was snatched up by a magical purple aura and thrown clear of the mess.

Despite the interruption, Spike was still going inside his marefriend, her cunt still milking him for all it was worth. Feeling her orgasm subsiding, he gave a few more thrusts, causing blobs of jizz to ooze out of her and onto the books below.

Breathing heavily, Twilight toppled, rolling onto her back and pulling Spike down along with her, and lay panting in the puddle of bodily fluids with Spike on top of her.

Spike felt his dick starting to go limp inside her, and now he too had to take a leak. Twilight gave a soft moan under him as he released a stream of hot piss into the depths of her cum-filled lovehole, flushing out the semen and marecum inside and mixing with the puddle on the floor.
He felt Twilight squeezing down on him a few times, before giving a sigh of relief, as she too began to pee, her golden flow mixing with his as they lay there, emptying their bladders in unison.

--- EVEN LATER THAT EVENING ---

After cleaning up their mess and taking a nice hot bath together, they returned to the matter of the scroll.

Spike unrolled it, and after clearing his throat, began to read it aloud.

Dear my most faithful student Twilight Sparkle (and Spike too),

As you may already know, it is soon time for this year’s Grand Galloping Gala.
Thanks to you and your friends, last year’s gala was by far the most interesting one I have attended for at least a hundred years.

As such, I hereby invite you all to attend once more this year.

As Spike read the last sentence, a flash of light blinded him momentarily, as seven golden tickets materialized out of the scroll and scattered across the room. He rubbed his eyes until his vision returned, and continued reading.

I hope this year’s even will be as much fun as the last one.

P.S. Don’t tell anyone I said so.

Yours sincerely,
Princess Celestia of Equestria

Spike groaned. The thought of going to another one of those snoozefests made him cringe. Admittedly, they had caused quite a mess last year, and it was understandable that Celestia had found it amusing.

Having spent most of his childhood with her, he knew her better than most ponies. He knew about her quirky sense of humor, and about how she would often amuse herself by pulling subtle pranks on those around her, while making sure that nopony could prove her involvement - or at least, intent.

He had personally been the target of many a royal prank, and even Twilight had experienced it on a few occasions, though she did not know it. The most recent one that came to mind was the time Twilight had forgotten to write her friendship report, and had nearly gone insane trying to come up with something to write about. The ponies hadn’t noticed - or if they did, they hadn’t said anything - but he had definitely seen the sun jump across the sky a few times that day.

While he secretly thought she had gone too far on occasion, he couldn’t exactly blame her for wanting to have a bit of fun. After all, being the princess, she’d had to endure over a thousand years of infuriatingly boring paperwork and repetitive chores, such as raising and lowering the sun, and when she wasn’t doing any of those things, she was generally busy holding audiences with “very important ponies”, or discussing Equestrian politics with her royal advisors. In between all her royal duties, she had very little time to herself.

Snapping out of his inner monologue about Celestia’s prankish nature, he saw Twilight picking up the golden tickets with her horn and levitating them towards her.

“Wow. I can’t believe she invited us all again after what happened last year.” Twilight said.

“Are you kidding?” Spike said, raising an eyebrow.
“I bet she hopes it’ll happen again this year. That we’ll ‘liven tings up a bit.’”

“Well, that’s not likely to happen, is it?” said Twilight.
“Lightning rarely strikes twice in same place.”

Spike wasn’t so sure about that.

TO BE CONTINUED...