“Sorry if I’m a little late, Pinkie. I was doing my afternoon exercises and lost track of time,” Dash apologized as she walked into Sugarcube Corner.

Pinkie giggled and responded in a gleefully reassuring tone, “Oh, that’s okay - you’re here now! What‘s a few more minutes? I’ve been sooo excited thinking about all fun stuff we’re gonna do, I haven’t stopped bouncing since I woke up! I mean, I almost forgot to breathe I’ve been so happy.”

Dash gave a slightly uncomfortable laugh. She'd always appreciated Pinkie Pie’s friendly, outgoing way of life, but Pinkie’s overabundant enthusiasm almost creeped her out. Dash maintained a polite expression, however. If Pinkie was this worked up, whatever she had planned must be good.

“So, you ready to get started, Rainbow Dash? I’ve got everything all ready,” the pink pony said.

Dash psyched herself up. “You betcha, Pinkie. So what do ya got planned? We gonna prank somebody? I got a couple of good ones I’ve been thinking about. Or maybe you’ve got some stunts you think I should try? Or perhaps…”

“MAKING CUPCAKES!” Pinkie happily announced.

When Dash opened her eyes, she found herself in a dark room. She tried to shake her head, but found that a taut leather strap held it firmly in place. She struggled to move, but braces around her chest and limbs glued her to a rack formed from a series of sturdy planks, which spread her legs wide apart. Even Dash's wings were tied down, bound with straps similar to that which kept her head in place. As she writhed, Pinkie jumped suddenly into her line of sight.

“Goodie, you’re awake! Now we can get started,” Pinkie stated gleefully.

“Pinkie, what’s going on? I can’t move!” Dash said urgently.

“Well, duh, that’s because you’re tied down,” chided Pinkie. “That’s why you can’t move. I didn’t think you’d need to be told that.”

"Seriously, Pinkie, what's going on?!" Rainbow cried as Pinkie Pie drew closer.

But Pinkie didn't answer. Instead, she swiftly leaned forward and kissed her. The kiss was so sudden and forceful as to take Rainbow Dash completely by surprise. She didn't even think to fight it. Not that she could have, the way she was strapped down.

"Surprise, Dashie!" Pinkie sing-songed once she broke away. She was beaming. "Now I have you all alone, with nopony to get in my way! Tonight is just gonna be the best night ever!"

"Huh?" Rainbow asked like an idiot. She was still dazed from the kiss. She actually forgot that she was restrained for a moment and tried to bring her hoof to her mouth to feel the place Pinkie's lips had touched hers, only to suddenly recall what was happening. "Pinkie, what're you talking about?" she remembered to ask. "Is this some kind of prank? Cuz this isn't funny…let me go, okay? Untie me, and, and we can just pretend that none of this happened. All right?"

"Don't be silly, Rainbow Dash. I can't let you go. I went to all this trouble, remember? And now we're gonna have fun!"

"What..."

Before Dash could speak, Pinkie Pie cupped her face with her hooves and kissed her yet again, pressing her mouth against Rainbow's and sliding her tongue inside. The kiss deepened as Pinkie leaned forward more and more. Rainbow Dash began to struggle, but her cries were rendered incoherent from the way Pinkie Pie's tongue danced with her own, leaving her unable to speak. The straps held her in place even as she tried to twist her head away from Pinkie's mouth, meaning there was little more she could do than whine and writhe.

They were both panting by the time Pinkie released her. "What the hay, Pinkie?!" Rainbow Dash shouted, chest heaving. She wouldn't admit it, but she was starting to feel a thrill of fear in the pit of her stomach. "Let me go! You can't just drag me down here and start kissing me out of nowhere like that! Are you totally nuts?"

"I've wanted to do that for a really, really long time, Dashie," Pinkie said softly, ignoring Rainbow's indignation as she reached forward to stroke her multicolor-mane. Dash shuddered at the touch, recoiling as much as her bonds allowed. "And now I can. That's why today's such a good day! Now I have you all to myself, and I can do everything I've ever wanted."

"I don't know what you're talking about!"

"I like you, Rainbow Dash," Pinkie said earnestly. She still straddled Rainbow’s waist and now she leaned forward, nodding emphatically. Her eyes were wide with sincerity. She didn't even smile. Everything about her screamed serious business right then. "I've liked you for a long, long time. And now..." Here, she smiled. "Now I can keep you with me forever and never have to worry about losing you ever again. Now you're mine."

"Pinkie Pie, what are you doing? What are you talking about?" Rainbow Dash asked, voice hoarse with fear as Pinkie continued to stroke her mane. "Are you serious? You can't...you can't do this! Somepony'll notice I'm gone! What do you mean, keep me here forever? You can't keep me tied up forever! That's, like...forever! That's a really long time!"

"It's okay, Dashie," the pink pony answered sweetly, once again beaming down at her and looking pleased. "I'll take good care of you. And we're going to have fun, remember? You'll like it. I promise!"

"Fun?" Dash repeated hollowly, eyes growing wide. The fear she now felt was seeping into the pit of her stomach, almost making her want to throw up. Was it just her imagination, or did Pinkie Pie truly look disturbed right then, eyes glinting with hunger and smile a touch wider than it should've been?

"Fun." Pinkie confirmed, grinning with half-lidded eyes as she leered at the pegasus.

Before Rainbow Dash could ask her to clarify, Pinkie moved in. This time she switched gears, going not for a kiss on the mouth but instead opting to lick the outer shell of Rainbow's ear. Next she moved down to Dash's throat, tenderly nibbling and sucking her neck as she did so.

Rainbow Dash cried out, trying to scream or shout for help or do something, but she couldn't do anything but moan. Pinkie Pie was playing with her like a toy, hooves sliding all over Dash’s body, rubbing up and down her forelegs and chest and neck. Her hooves travelled everywhere over Rainbow's body, caressing every secret sensitive spot and prodding just the exact places necessary to reduce Dash to a quivering, red-faced mess. She was trembling so hard that it was a struggle for her just to breathe without panting, let alone protest or beg for help the way she knew she was supposed to.

"I really like seeing you like this, Dashie," Pinkie whispered tenderly. "You're so pretty right now, all tied up and blushing."

Rainbow Dash swallowed, but still felt too weak from Pinkie's caresses to speak. It wasn't fair that Pinkie Pie was able to do that to her against her will. Every instinct she possessed was begging her to scream or fight back, but she couldn't, not when Pinkie was touching her like that. She hated and loved it so much that she couldn't tell which feeling was stronger. They were linked together, like two halves of a whole.

Pinkie's hoof began to go lower. It traced along Rainbow Dash's outer lips before beginning to slow down and press inside, brushing the forbidden spot. The one spot that drove every mare insane. Dash grew warm and felt her body tighten, fighting the rising pleasure. There was no way she was going to give Pinkie the satisfaction of making her climax, but the shame of potential failure only made her heart race even more and threatened to push her over the edge.

Somehow, Pinkie Pie never stopped kissing her even once. Every moment that passed, no matter what she did with her hoof below, Pinkie would softly press her mouth to some new part of Dash in a never-ending series of kisses and nibbles, breathing deeply of Rainbow's scent and mane all the while.

"I've wanted this for so long," Pinkie almost purred after placing yet another tender kiss on Rainbow Dash's neck. "And now you're mine. All mine. We can do everything I've ever wanted to." Her hoof slid upwards until it was brushing Rainbow's wing.

"Nnng...ah!"

Pinkie Pie giggled, but didn't stop, allowing her hooves to continue caressing Rainbow Dash's fully erect wings. They were only spread because of the way they were strapped down to the table, but even if they were free, they might have been erect anyway by this point, considering how Pinkie Pie was teasing her. "You like that, huh?" Pinkie practically gloated, eyes shining in triumph.

"N-no..." Rainbow Dash managed to mumble, but her flushed face and distant gaze said otherwise. She looked almost drugged. She acted barely lucid as Pinkie stroked her overly-sensitive feathers.

"Aw, really?" the other mare pouted. "That's too bad. I guess I'll just have to try harder, huh?" She giggled.

Try harder? What..."Ah!"

Something cool and wet flicked out at Rainbow's thigh, and Dash gasped, trying to pull away from it. The cuffs around her legs kept her still as Pinkie dragged her tongue along the inside of her leg. "Pinkie, please!" she cried, squeezing her eyes shut as she tried to twist free.

Rainbow Dash was spread-eagled against the table against her will, leaving her open and vulnerable to whatever Pinkie Pie had planned. It was only now that the reality of her current situation was beginning to sink in. Pinkie could literally do anything to her, and she had no way of fighting back, not unless she...

"Please what? All you gotta do is say what you want, and...wait!" Pinkie cried, sounding inspired. She pulled herself further onto the table so that she was looming over Rainbow and practically touched their muzzles together. "I have an idea to make things a little more fun! Gimme a sec, okay?"

Pinkie Pie slid off the table and bounded away to one of the shadowy corners of the room they were in, probably to look for something. Rainbow Dash seized the opportunity to get a look around their surroundings. She was in some kind of basement. The cellar of Sugarcube Corner, maybe? The air was musty, and the only light seemed to come from behind her. She couldn't twist her head around enough to locate the source, but the light cast was soft and flickering enough for it to have been candles, maybe. The illumination was too faint for her to really make out any details about the room hidden in shadows, except that Pinkie was lurking somewhere off to the side, rummaging through something. A drawer, perhaps.

"Ta-da! I've got some toys we can try!" Pinkie announced, springing back to Rainbow Dash and displaying what she'd brought. A long black cloth - a blindfold? - and a red ball gag. "I've got more than this in my secret drawer, but we can try those later. I bet these'll be pretty fun for now. And here's the best part. You get to decide which one I use first!"

"Are you nuts?" Rainbow practically screeched. "I'm not..."

"Your choice," Pinkie Pie interrupted sweetly. "You can see, or you can speak."

"Why're you doing this?" Rainbow Das almost whispered. Anypony who could've heard her right then wouldn't have recognized it as her usual tomboyish gravel. It was too weak and pleading.

"If you don't pick, I'll pick one for you. Tick, tock, tick, tock..."

"Pinkie!"

"Time's up! Too late!"

Pinkie bent forward and picked up the blindfold from where she'd set it down.

“Close your eyes,” she whispered, leaning close to Dash.

There was no real urgency in her voice, but at the same time, there was a kind of insistence that Rainbow couldn’t ignore. Against her better judgement, she found herself obediently closing her eyes, purely from instinct. Before today, she'd never had a reason to doubt Pinkie. It was difficult to let go of that innate trust.

There was a giggle and the feeling of cool cloth slipping over her eyes. Rainbow opened them only to find herself facing darkness.

“Pinkie, what'd you do?” Dash snarled, voice cracking slightly in fear. “Take it off!

“What are you talking about, silly filly?” Pinkie Pie giggled. Her giggle was no longer happy and sweet or mischievous. Instead, it was deep and throaty. Sultry. “I’m leaving it on. It’ll make things more fun. And you couldn't decide, so I decided for you, remember?”

Rainbow Dash opened her mouth in protest, but before she could speak, Pinkie’s mouth came down on hers. Pinkie slid her tongue inside, moaning into Rainbow’s mouth. As they kissed, Rainbow Dash could feel Pinkie begin to slide her hooves along her outstretched wings and she began to shudder uncontrollably from whatever it was the pink pony was doing. Whatever it was, all she could think was holy Celestia that feels fantastic.

“You’re so cute like this,” Pinkie Pie murmured, mouth brushing Rainbow’s ear and making her shiver.

“Like what?” Rainbow Dash spat, desperately trying to cling to what remained of her pride, even as she felt hear spread across her face.

“Embarrassed, duh. I mean, look at you! You're so adorable right now...”

Before Dash could protest, she cried out instead in a sound halfway between a whimper and a moan. Although she couldn’t see what Pinkie was doing, she could certainly feel it. The sensations somehow seemed amplified with the blindfold. Being unable to see apparently caused her other senses to work extra hard to compensate.

A soft kiss against the nape of her neck. The cold flicker of tongue. The gentle caress of teeth, nibbling her all-too sensitive skin. Talented hooves working their magic as they felt up the pegasus.

“P-Pinkie, I don’t-–I mean, you just-–I can’t-–ah!”

Rainbow’s body was rocked by another spasm of ecstasy as Pinkie played with her wings: a beautiful, sweet agony that she both hated and loved in equal measures. To lose herself so completely to pleasure like this was simultaneously the ugliest and most delightful experience she’d ever had.

“This must be pretty weird for you, huh?” Pinkie whispered into her ear. Her normally childish voice was husky. Dash could practically hear the grin she must've worn. “You’re usually the one calling the shots, I bet.”

Another kiss, this time on Rainbow’s forehead. Then another on the mouth, fleeting and tauntingly brief. A second. A third. And then she was kissing Rainbow Dash over and over again, soft and quick–her forehead, her cheeks, her muzzle and her mouth and her neck, lips trailing lower and lower and making Rainbow tremble more and more. Whatever it was Pinkie was trying to do, there was a strange kind of tenderness underlying it that only confused Rainbow Dash.

"Gaah!"

Her back arched and she gasped in delight as she felt Pinkie’s tongue, smooth and cold, flick artfully across her love, darting quickly between the folds. The blindfold meant that Rainbow Dash couldn’t see a thing, but she had a pretty good idea of what was happening now all the same. She writhed as much as her manacles would allow, wanting both to shove Pinkie away and wrap her legs around her, pulling the other mare closer.

Pinkie Pie quickly dragged her tongue along the small pink slit before her, “mmm!”ing at the sweet and bitter taste of it. She placed her hoof against the tender slit and rubbed softly, teasing her captive.

“You’ve been fighting me a lot, y’know,” Pinkie murmured. “But all I wanna do is make you smile, Dashie.”

She placed her snout against the pegasus’s sex and nuzzled it gently, taking in the scent and eliciting a yelp from Rainbow Dash. The yelp quickly melted into a moan. Before Rainbow could speak, Pinkie dragged her tongue from the base of Rainbow’s slit, slowly up to the small bulge near the top, stopping there and licking in small circles.

“Oh my gosh, oh my gosh!” Rainbow Dash cried, voice cracking and breath catching as Pinkie wrapped her lips around her bulge and sucked. She bucked her hips out of reflex, but the restraints kept her from yanking back the way she wanted to. There's was nothing to do but take it. She wasn’t free to move as she wished, after all. All she could do was struggle and gasp as she convulsed in pleasure. There was nothing to do was submit. She had no choice.

But did she even want Pinkie to stop? Did she even want to keep trying (and failing) to fight this delirious ecstasy, or should Rainbow Dash just admit defeat and give in to the pleasure she so badly wanted to accept?

Pinkie Pie continued to suck at Dash’s swelling sex, licking it and rubbing her snout into Rainbow’s folds, grinning at the effect she was having on the pegasus.

“P-Pinkie! Oh!”

Pinkie shoved her long tongue into Rainbow’s hole, working it expertly inside. She slid it as far as she could so that she could begin lapping at Dash’s inner walls. Rainbow Dash moaned even louder, body shaking with every thrust of the earth pony’s tongue. Pinkie only thrusted harder, brushing Rainbow’s clit again with a hoof and supporting herself with the other.

Rainbow Dash could feel Pinkie's wide, long tongue run the entire length of her dripping folds, lapping with enough vigor to make her shiver in delight. She was already blindfolded, but even so, her instinct was to jam her eyes shut and simply surrender to the ride and the feeling of Pinkie's tongue proving her depths.

"You taste yummy, Dashie," Pinkie Pie giggled. The feeling of her warm breath so close to Rainbow's crotch was enough to make her shiver even more, moaning throatily.

"Pinkie..?."

Why the hay was Pinkie stopping?! She had a job to finish, and she felt so close to where Rainbow needed her to be...all she needed to do was lean a little further, and...

"But you know what?" Pinkie continued. "I think maybe you're talking a teeny bit too much, and I don't like that. It's pretty distracting, you know. It's not all about you! How am I supposed to have any fun if I have to keep concentrating on you, huh?"

"I'm kind of tied up right now, okay?!" Rainbow Dash barked, gasping. Her face was still hot, but now it was hot from irritation as well. She could feel the beads of sweat trickling down her forehead. "What am I supposed to do?! You're the one who wanted to do this in the first place!"

"See, that's exactly what I'm talking about," the pink pony chastised. Rainbow Dash could feel her crawling forward to once again and almost complained about the denial of imminent satisfaction before catching herself. The pressure in her stomach was begging for some kind of release, yet Pinkie Pie had only teased her to the brink before deciding she'd done enough. Figures. But there was no way in Tartarus Rainbow was ever going to beg Pinkie to keeping going, no matter how much she wanted it. "You're being really distracting, since you keep talking and moaning and stuff, but you can't really do anything for me. So I think maybe I need some me time for a little bit. But first, you have to promise to stay quiet."

"I'm not promising you anything!"

"Aww, really? That's too bad. Oh well! Good thing I have a backup plan!"

"What backup pl-–mmph!"

In an instant the blindfold was torn away and a hard rubber ball gag was shoved into Rainbow's mouth.

"There!" Pinkie Pie giggled. With the blindfold gone, Rainbow Dash could see the enormous smile she wore, not to mention how red her face was as well - presumably from exertion. "Now you have to keep quiet. Be a good little Dashie and don't make a peep, okay?"

"Mmmmmph!" Rainow cried through the gag. "Mmph mmmmph!"

"Quit being so silly, Dashie," Pinkie chided playfully, placing a hoof under Rainbow's head and tilting it back, forcing her to look up into Pinkie Pie's eyes. "You won't be able to talk through that, so don't even try!"

"Mmm-mmm-mph!"

"Hmm, actually, maybe it's okay if you do make a peep or two," Pinkie said sweetly, nosing Rainbow's neck affectionately. "I'm getting all excited hearing you try. I like how muffled it is. You sound so helpless!"

A slow smile spread over Pinkie Pie's face. "Just how you look," she added in a seductive murmur. That glint of unmistakable hunger was back in her eyes, and Dash felt another thrill of fear (and something else) in the pit of her stomach. "Especially when you squirm like that. But Pinkie knows better. You do like it. You like it and you hate that you like it, but you don't want me to stop. You're lucky I know you well enough to know that, Dashie, otherwise I might have stopped by now."

Wide-eyed, Rainbow Dash watched as Pinkie pulled back. She still grinned slyly, but made no move to start eating Rainbow out again. Instead, Pinkie Pie reached down, placing a hoof against her own nethers.

Oh, come on!

Pinkie grinned down at her as she began to draw circles around her most sensitive area. She started slow, touching herself almost casually as she basked in Rainbow's horrified stare, but then she began to work in earnest, getting faster and faster. She pressed harder with the hoof crammed between her legs and her breathing grew more and more shallow, but Rainbow could only stare. She'd never thought watching one of her supposed friends playing with herself could be so arousing, but seeing the lust and pleasure in Pinkie Pie's eyes as she gazed at her only made her hotter.

"D-Dashie," Pinkie gasped. She was lightly pressing the lips of her mound, parting them, as her other hoof caressed her belly and lazily moved in small circles. Her tail swished back and forth. Her eyes were glazed, but still she was focused on Rainbow Dash. "You like watching? Wanna help?"

Rainbow didn't even try to speak. There was nothing she could do. The spread-eagle she was forced into by the metal cuffs exposed her now-dripping sex to the world, so it wasn't like denying how turned on she was right then would mean anything. And besides. She suddenly really, really wanted to help.

Pinkie Pie read the plea in her eyes and shuffled into a more comfortable position. She hadn't yet climaxed, but she still brought herself forward so that she could place her hips above Rainbow Dash’s, slowly lowering herself onto Dash. She gasped softly at the initial contact of their lips before settling down. Rainbow Dash gasped as well, but the sound was muffled by the gag, apparently meaning Pinkie could ignore it.

She focused instead on slowly and gently rocking her hips, rubbing their sexes together and enticing soft moans of unwanted pleasure from the gagged pegasus. Pinkie Pie’s own groans only grew louder and louder with every passing moment as she lowered herself further down, rocking her hips faster and faster as she pushed against Rainbow harder and harder.

Waved of pleasure coursed through Rainbow Dash’s body from between her legs. Pleasure she didn’t want to feel. Pleasure she didn’t even want to acknowledge. Yet she had no way of stifling the incoherent cries coming from her mouth through the hard rubber ball gag clamped between her teeth, and the sounds only seemed to excite Pinkie more, causing the other mare to increase in speed and force, mounting more and more pleasure on top of their current shared ecstasy. Rainbow Dash could feel a pressure in her lower stomach, and knew she was about to release, but the way she was bound meant that Rainbow had no way of halting incoming climax. Yet she didn't even want to any more.

Oh sweet Celestia YES MORE MORE MORE HARDER

Her marehood erupted into a fountain of bodily fluid, drenching the pony lying on top of her. Rainbow Dash grew limp. Before, she’d been straining against her bindings, attempting to resist however she could, but she suddenly felt spent. She groaned as she tried to regain some form of focus-–lost in the euphoria of the event. The fur around her abdomen and legs were soaked from her juices, and the rest of her fur was covered in sweat.

"Aw, Daaaashie," Pinkie moaned, sounding disappointed. "You came before me? That's not fair."

Fastest in Equestria.

"Fastest in Equestria, I guess. Heehee!"

Rainbow Dash almost snickered.

"But really, Dashie, that wasn't very nice of you," Pinkie Pie continued, frowning sternly. She was no longer rocking her hips, and was instead once again working her hooves between her legs, trying to finish herself off. Rainbow Dash didn't even care. She was too busy basking in her afterglow. "In fact, I think I might have to punish you for that."

Punish? "Mm-mmph?"

A truly evil grin crossed Pinkie Pie's face. "Yuppers, Dashie. I just might..."

Suddenly, Rainbow Dash's ears pricked in alarm and her eyes widened. Immediately she knocked against the table one, two, three times. The evil grin vanished and was replaced with a look of concern as Pinkie leaned forward and pulled the gag from her mouth. Rainbow Dash made a face. The hard rubber had left a nasty taste in her mouth.

"What's wrong?" Pinkie asked.

"Did you hear that?" Rainbow Dash hissed.

"Hear what?"

Thump.

They both froze.

Thump thump thump…

It was the unmistakable sound of hoofsteps on the first floor.

"Oh, shoot!" Pinkie cried, sliding off the table and flying to the door. "Shoot, shoot, shoot! I'm sorry, Dashie, they weren't supposed to be home yet! Oh geez...stay right there! Don't move!"

"Oh, yeah, like I could do that even if I wanted to," Rainbow Dash retorted.

"Don't make any noise, either!"

Rainbow Dash sighed. She could hear the rapid tap tap tap of Pinkie's hooves on the stairs as she bounded to greet her bosses and hopefully keep them away from the basement.

“MAKING CUPCAKES!” Pinkie happily announced.

Rainbow Dash grinned and lifted her eyebrows suggestively. "Oh, really?"

Ever since they'd started seeing each other, Pinkie Pie had been obsessed with experiments and toys and games, constantly coming up with new ways to spice up what they already had and easily growing bored with anything they'd done more than once.

At some point, 'making cupcakes' had become the accepted code phrase for whenever Pinkie had something new for them to try that she wanted to do right then...probably because those whims of hers often came in the middle of the day, at totally random times, and having a code phrase meant she could tell Rainbow Dash about it even when they were in public or with their friends.

Rainbow Dash rarely had any objections to her ideas, but the BDSM thing kind of weirded her out at first when Pinkie Pie had shown her the equipment.

"I don't get it," she'd said. "How is this fun?"

"It just is, goofball!" Pinkie had retorted. "It's about trust and stuff! Plus, if you're all tied up, then you get to totally enjoy everything cuz there's nothing else you can do. Doesn't that sound cool? It's just another kind of roleplaying, ya know, and we haven't done bondage before, so it might be interesting. Right?"

"Um...I guess."

"We'll have safety words and stuff, so if I go too far or if you don't like it you can tell me to stop."

"Safety words? Like what?"

"Like...if you can talk, just scream CUPCAKE at me and I'll stop," Pinkie said, completely serious. "And if you can't, just tap three times and I'll know what it means. Okay?"

Worst case scenario: the Cakes came downstairs before Pinkie could divert them and discovered that Pinkie Pie had some kind of weird roleplaying fetish. True, that would be amazingly awkward, yet although she could've been annoyed or worried, she felt too awesome right then to bother and just let herself relax as much as possible.

When Pinkie Pie finally came back downstairs, her shoulders were shaking with suppressed laughter.

"Seriously, Pinks, it's not that funny," Rainbow Dash chided. "Stop laughing!"

"I can't help it!" Pinkie whisper-screeched, giggling madly. "I laugh when I'm nervous! They almost came downstairs, Dashie! I told them I was planning a surprise party for somepony and I needed to be alone, so they won't come down for a while...but still, they almost did!"

"Yeah, and they would've seen you lurking over me with me chained to a table. I think you would've been the one to look bad here. They probably would've thought you were gonna kill me or something, and then you would've lost your job."

"Aw, don't be mean," the pink pony pouted.

"Hurry up and untie me, then."

Pinkie did so, humming brightly as she did so. Once she was free, Rainbow Dash sighed and rubbed her legs. They were stiff and sore from having been bound for so long. Her mouth still tasted gross. She kind of wanted a drink of water. "Sorry, Pinks," she said grimacing as she rubbed her neck. "You didn't get to finish, huh?"

"No, but it's okay," Pinkie was quick to reassure her. "I don't mind. I just like making you happy. And you had fun, right?"

"Um...I guess so. It was really weird, but it was also kind of hot. You suck at being a dom, though."

"Wha-? Really? I thought I was doing okay!"

"You were too nice, and you kept saying you loved me and stuff. I was kinda expecting you to be rougher. The punishing thing at the end was good, but I bet you were just gonna tickle me or something. Weren't you?"

"But I do love you," Pinkie said, nuzzling her affectionately. She didn't deny the tickling comment. "I don't wanna hurt you ever. And it wasn't about being rough or anything anyway, it was about how I love you and really do wanna be with you forever."

"But not all tied up in your basement. Right?"

"Of course not, silly!" Pinkie giggled. "But you are really cute when you get all squirmy," she added.

Rainbow Dash rolled her eyes. It had been part of the game that Pinkie play the part of the captor and that Rainbow Dash play the part of the unwilling victim, but she'd never admit to Pinkie Pie just how reluctant or embarrassed she'd really felt. Mostly because if she did, Pinkie would never wanna do anything like that ever again. And it had been really hot.

"Next, time, I choose what we roleplay, got it?"

"Okie dokie lokie!"

"But for now, let's finish you off."

Pinkie's eyes widened. "Huh?"

Rainbow Dash kissed her, enfolding her in a gentle embrace and lowering her onto the wooden table. Pinkie giggled and returned the embrace.

"Thank you, Dashie," she murmured into Rainbows ear. "That's really sweet. But I'm really tired now, so can we just snuggle?"

"If that's what you want, sure."

Pinkie giggled and gently kissed Rainbow's cheek before cuddling up against her, and they lay like that for a long time afterwards, dozing off and listening to the sound of their hearts beating as one.