I made my way around the bed, swinging my hips to give the full effect of the new attachment I was sporting. I giggled as Draxy’s eyes grew wide in surprise, and he started to struggle harder. The restraints held firm, and he started to shake his head wildly. Second thoughts started to surface, along with third thoughts. Boy they were annoying little cunts, even if they were both me.

‘Don’t do this Kinky. This isn't fun anymore. I like a party as much as the next pony, but this isn’t pin the tail on the pony we are playing here.’

Actually it kinda is, Pinkie. And who asked you? You can play with him tomorrow, with your little sugary sweet bouncing bullshit. Tonight he’s mine, so butt out.

‘No, no no. he’s our friend! We need our friends. He helped us so much already and I don't want to go back to being sad all the time. Please don't do this Kinky!’

You too, Pinkamina? Really? The one that was so happy to turn away and play with rocks, just because one time our friends wanted a day off from Pinkie’s damn parties. Both of you shut up. Let’s ask him what he thinks then.

I slid up beside the bed, and worked the gag with my own mouth, giving him a kiss in the process. Spitting it to the side, I smiled and gave me most innocent eye flutter.

“Yes, Draxy?”

He blinked back a moment, working his jaw loose before answering. “Umm... Pinkie. I love you, but I really don't think I am ready for that kinda stuff. My plot is exit only, I’m afraid.”

Of course at this point we weren’t listening.

‘He loves us?’
‘He loves us?’

Yes. Yes! He loves us! Of course he loves us, and we love him, don’t we, girls?

I slipped out of the harness, still wet from my excitement and the vibration of the toy. Drax was staring at me, and my own inner conflict was hidden from my face. Finally I came to a decision, and leaned forward to kiss him deeply again.

“We love you too Draxy. We love you so much. But I’m still horny!” I grinned at him.

He blinked at me in confusion. “We? Who is we?”

I pushed him down, and stuck the toy in his mouth, wet end first. “Hold that for me Draxy. I’m not done yet.”

He started to protest again, then grinned as he saw I was climbing onto the bed with a grin. I straddled his head, and slowly lowered myself onto the toy, letting my tail flop into his face. I wiggled playfully, and felt him chuckling through the new gag as my tail brushed his face. He bit down and I started to slide my way up and down the bright pink shaft, moaning softly as the vibrations sent waves of pleasure through my body and into my brain. I closed my eyes at first, relishing the sensation of riding the oversized toy, and the naughtiness of how I was using it.

As I increased my pace, I opened my eyes, only to see that my game was bringing little Draxy back to life. The sight of my pink rump bouncing on his face was turning him on and his colthood was again standing at attention. With a giggle, I leaned forward and teased the head with my tongue. He responded with a muffled groan of his own as I once again worked his member.

I paused only a moment as the waves of pleasure overtook me, and I flooded his face with my climax. I heard him sputtering, so I slid off the toy and wiped his sopping muzzle with my tail, removing the gag so he could breath.

He sputtered, and grinned. “Damn Pinkie, are you trying to kill me or what?”

Still reeling from my last orgasm, I muttered incoherently as I positioned myself to remount his little Draxy. “Can’t murder now. Fucking.”

I began to wildly ride the shaft, pumping furiously, and bouncing my rump up and down as the fired built again to a fever pitch. I panted and moaned in pleasure, squeezing every ounce of energy from our pink frame as the pressure began to become unbearable.

Drax too was grunting like a buffalo, and his horn had began to glow brightly. I only half paid attention, lost to the bounce and gyration as I raced to the finish. As I was about to go over the edge, I felt my mount beneath me tense, and he let out a loud whinny. I joined him, throwing my had back, as he gushed into me and my own orgasm flooded my mind with silence and pleasure. I almost didn't notice as the room exploded in a kaleidoscope of color from Drax’s horn. My mane blew back in an unseen wind from the blast, and then we both collapsed in a heap.

Panting, I pulled myself up to kiss him again, looking into his eyes. The kiss was brief, as we were both gasping for breath. Finally catching enough breath, I released the restraints. he still laid there, panting, until I kissed him again.

Looking into each other’s eyes, he found his voice and softly told me, “I love you Pinkamina.”

I grinned back at him and replied, “I know.”