Sonata couldn't contain her excitement as she took a shower. Today was the day she and Strum Rhythm could finally enjoy the society rather than just attending classes. Sonata turned the shower off as she walked over to her locker. Sonata opened her locker to find her box, smirking as she lifted the lid, revealing her collar and cuff set.

It had taken some work to create a collar to describe her. The color was the easy part, traditional black, illustrating their commitment to one another while acknowledging the early stage of their relationship. The top border of the collar was dark blue, while the lower remained empty, a sign like the ruby studs that she was open to exploring with others though she preferred men, especially one in particular. Finally there was the purple band due to the simple fact she loved being objectified in bondage. Sonata put her cuffs on slowly though she left her collar in the box.

Sonata gathered her hair into a ponytail then pulled out the purple ribbon with her gold bell, tying her ponytail so the bell hung in her hair. Sonata closed her eyes and concentrated on the bell, causing it to ring. The siren smirked as she pulled out the collar and the last item, a lock displaying Strum's motif: a metronome designed like a guitar pick. With lock and collar in hand, Sonata walked out of the locker room to the main hall of the society.

Strum Rhythm stood waiting for Sonata in the cavern. While her image of a sexy dom had been ruined by an awful series of book/movies, Strum still dressed in a black dress suit with a grey dress shirt. He turned to her, showing off his mask: like her collar it's base was black but it also had a mix of white with a gold engraving of a fox under his left eye, hanging from the right was a trinket in the shape of Sonata's sigil. Unlike her collar however, Strum’s mask had a blue border all around to show others he was straight.

"Test your bell," Strum said to Sonata, walking over to the stunned siren. Sonata blinked then closed her eyes, causing the bell to ring three times, then five, and finally seven. "Your safe words," Strum asked, eliciting a giggle from Sonata.

"Staircase, Clockface, and Towertop. But honestly, I don't think I'll be talking much," she said with a wink, holding out the collar and lock. Strum took both from Sonata, studying them in his hands.

"These are pretty nice," he said, slowly as he inspected them. Wrapping the collar around Sonata’s neck, he buckled it, but paused before attaching the lock. “Once this is on, play starts, and only your safe word or bell can stop it," he reminded her. Sonata smiled happily as she placed her hands over his, helping him close the lock. "Come," Strum Rhythm ordered as he hooked a finger through the padlock's shackle.

Strum lead Sonata down to the lower level, moans echoing off the walls. The two suddenly teleported, now finding themselves in a large showroom. Men and women were looking through racks and bins filled with clothing, models stood on platforms behind the racks dressed in varying designs of submissive and dominant wear.

Sonata felt her pussy dripping with arousal as she looked at some of the different costumes and models scattered around. One of the models she was staring at intensely was fully enclosed in a gimp suit save for his black collar with red border as he was currently sucking off his master who was dressed in a textured black skin-tight catsuit with matching gloves and silver toed boots, the only thing she could tell about his mask from her current angle was it was black with a purple border.

"Well, would you look at that," Strum said to Sonata as he guided her to look at another couple of models.

The women, at least that’s how they presented, wore latex dresses in a classic style, one appropriate for a nurse maid, the other a young child. The nurse’s was orange with black underskirt and white apron, while the other was a baby blue with a white underskirt. Both were wearing tights as well with their hair tied into pigtails from which hung their bells. Both were blindfolded, and stood tall in ballet boots, belts tying them against each other, that however wasn't what made Sonata blush. What made her blush was that both blindfolded girls had a dildo in the other. The girl in the orange dress pumping her friend with a strap-on who in turn thrust a dildo in and out of her ring gag. The one thing off about their outfits were their collars, the one in orange having a white collar with a purple band, while her partner wore red with an orange band.

"Strum, darling~" A voice called out to the well dressed dom. Both turned to see Rarity walking over to them. Rarity was dressed in a purple latex pencil skirt with a black button top and leggings, her purple thigh highs clicking on the stone floor. Her mask, like the rest of her outfit, was black with a purple border and purple engravings like branches sprouting from the bridge of her nose while two peach plumes stood erect.

"Rarity. We were just admiring the scene your slaves are making," Strum said as he looked to Sonata.
"You’re especially enjoying it, aren't you, my little song?" Strum Rhythm asked Sonata, both doms looking at her wet sex.

"Y-yes master," she said lamely, shifting in place as two hungry glares were now on her. Sonata felt a sudden rush of pain on her breast as her master had slapped her.

"Don't be rude slut. Miss Rarity is here as well," he growled, pointing to the amused domme.

"Your slaves are hot Miss Rarity," Sonata mumbled, looking to the ground. A crop found its way under her chin, forcing her to look into predatory sapphire eyes.

“I’m afraid I must correct you both, these are not my slaves, I merely do my best to keep them out of trouble.” Turning her attention to the siren, "But, you need much more training darling." Rarity said to Sonata, her eyes never leaving Sonata's gaze as she spoke again, "However, I think she's competent for my needs, if it's alright?" Sonata tried to turn her head to Strum to ask what she meant, but Rarity's eyes had a strong grip on hers.

"Miss Rarity is going to compete in a contest for the ClockTower Apparel Guild. They want this contest to be a monthly thing called the Threads of Devotion," Strum told her as he looked at the two.

"Each contestant must draw three themes and create an ensemble based off each theme for both dominants and submissives." Rarity explained with a flirtatious smirk.

"At the moment there are only three of us competing but Fluttershy said she would be more than happy to model a domme outfit with Rainbow Dash being her little slave. I will model one with Applejack, and when Strum told me about your latex fetish... well if your dripping flower is any indication you may be more than interested." Rarity moved her crop against Sonata's folds, the siren shivering as Rarity brought the now wet tool up to her face and licked it clean.

"Win or lose, we get to keep the clothes we model," Strum said as he began to play with Sonata's nipples.

"W-when can we start?" Sonata squeaked as she rocked from side to side, trying very hard not to cum.

"Next week we'll draw the themes. Of course we'll need to make sure everyone agrees to the kinks on them, otherwise we'd have someone working on something they or their models are uncomfortable with." Rarity said happily before looking at the two slaves. "Hey! I never said you could stop you lazy girls! Keep fucking!" she demanded, her crop striking both sissy girls asses as they picked up rhythm again.

"Staircase." Sonata gasped, shaking her head. "I-I mean Clockface." She rephrased, both sets of eyes now on the blue haired girl. "Is this real? Or are you just... Trying to make me think everything is fine to trick me?" she asked Rarity. Rarity shook her head.

"Sonata, you are not the first person we've faced off with who has reformed, and I greatly doubt you'll be the last." Rarity reassured as she hugged Sonata.

"But we turned the entire school against you, we turned yourselves against each other. Hell, we almost took over the world. You'd forgive all that?" Sonata asked like a little kid who did something bad.

"Dear, as I've said before, you weren't the only one. And the few that have stuck around with us have become good friends." Rarity comforted. "And it's my hope, that you also become a good friend," Rarity stated, Strum Rhythm taking her hand.

"Thank you," Sonata said with a smile, looking to Applejack and Rainbow Dash who were now clearly listening to the conversation, "What about those two"

Rarity looked at the two and rolled her eyes. "Give them a bit. They’re pig headed, not vindictive. Right girls?" Rainbow Dash gave Rarity a huff while Applejack gave the best thumbs up she could.

"Thanks Rarity. I guess it'd be kinda nice, having you as a friend," Sonata said with a smile, causing Rarity to smile. "I think I'm okay now," she said to the two doms.

"In that case, I think it's time we have our own private time," Strum said, giving Sonata a hungry smirk, "If you’re ready."

"Oh yeah," Sonata said with a derpy smile. "I mean, Clockface." Once the words left her mouth, Strum once again took ahold of her collar.

"Thank you for your time, Rarity. I guess we'll be back later to discuss this more," Strum Rhythm said as he pulled Sonata with him.

"Goodbye Darlings~! Enjoy your evening," Rarity called out before moving to her slaves. Strum pulled Sonata through the gate returning the two back to the large gateway hub.

"Where is it. Where is it. Ah! There it is." Strum said as he lead Sonata to a gate at the far end. "Your gonna love this."

Sonata found herself lead into a room with an interesting sight. Many in the room looked like Strum and Sonata did, the doms dressed in suits and dresses while the subs were naked, save for the restraints binding and gagging them.

In one corner she saw the unmistakable Spoiled Rich bound tightly in a bare position, nipple clamps connected to her red collar with silver studs and purple border biting her nippels while a man in a red mask placed cigarette ash into her ashtray gag, playing cards with the other doms at the table, all of them wearing red masks and none of the men Filthy Rich.

Sonata looked away from the table and found another group cheering as their subs waddled across the room along guide ropes festooned with many knots that rubbed against their sex.
Her pussy was dripping as imagined she herself in that situation.

Strum pulled Sonata away from the gate to a corner of the room with an empty seat.

"I was told a lot about this room by Braeburn and he let me in on a little secret," he stated to Sonata as he sat down. Sonata looked around unsure if she should answer or not.
"Each arm holds a compartment which allows one to pull out an item they are thinking of," Strum answered, as he opened both sides.

Sonata watched as Strum pulled out a ring gag and blue buttplug the size of a golf ball.

"Open slave," Strum ordered, holding up the ring gag. Sonata did as she was told and opened her mouth, Strum securing the gag in her mouth. He then held the plug up for her to see. "You have ten seconds to lube this up."

Sonata moved forward to wet the plug but quickly discovered the ring wouldn't allow her to suck on it, only allowing her to lick it slowly. Sonata gave it two licks then whined as Strum pulled it away.

"Present," he told her. She gave a defeated moan and did as he ordered seeing a few glances from others in the room. Strum was painfully slow putting the plug into her asshole, pushing it in a little deeper each time before pulling it out. Strum gave it a twist before pushing it all the way causing Sonata to become a moaning mess.

"Now, if you can prove yourself to be a good cock sleeve, you get to swallow my cum. If not, you get a facial instead," Strum said as he zipped open his fly, his penis standing fully effect in her face.

Sonata smiled around the ring as she began to lick Strum's dick like an ice cream pop, her tongue moving around the entire length of his penis teasingly. Strum Rhythm grabbed Sonata's hair and forced Sonata to deep throat him. Strum forced her head to bob up and down to take him in. Sonata gagged each time her head was moved. Tasting his precum on her tongue when he held her at the base of his cock

Sonata's eyes bulged as Strum cummed down her throat. Snorting caused some of Strum's cum to leak out of her nose.

"Don't make a mess on my pants," he ordered while gasping, trying to look her in the eyes with some difficulty. Sonata did her best to follow his orders, making sure to press herself further onto his cock. When she pulled her head back, Strum's cock was free of cum, however it did have a fair amount of spit.

"You did wonderful,my little song," Strum purred as she took deep breaths through her ring gag. A clock chimed in the corner as two doors opened, four bondage maids with trays walked around the room.

The maid who came over to Strum and Sonata had three tones in her flowing long of pink, light green, and light blue. Her uniform was designed like a classic sexy maid costume while substituting black with gold. She looked at the two with a knowing smirk around her gold ball gag. The one thing colorwise off about her outfit was a red collar with ruby studs and purple band, the padlock symbolizing the maid guild.

On the right of the tray was a towel with a card reading used, the left containing potions and mints. Strum took a mint and placed it in Sonata's mouth and used the towel to wipe her nose. Once clean he reached behind her, causing Sonata's eyes to widen as Strum pulled the butt plug, her anal walls clamped around it making it a bit harder for Strum to remove. With one final pull, Sonata felt the plug leave her ass, the siren letting out a squeak as he did. Strum Rhythm put the plug on the tray, smirking at the maid.

"Well Slave, thank the maid for her service," Strum ordered the panting Siren.

"Ank... Ou..."she said breathlessly, not looking the maid in the eyes. Strum removed her gag after and laid it with the butt plug, Sonata made a note to tell Strum that she knew the maid, since it's actually a funny coincidence. The maid gave Sonata a knowing grin as she left the two, joining the other maids as they exited through the same door they entered from.

Sonata quickly found herself in his arms as he carried her out of the room. Neither one said a word as he traveled back to the corridor of archways, Strum heading to one across the room, it's symbol displaying that it was the aftercare room.

The first thing they noticed was the whiff of vanilla in the room. That along with the calming music made it pretty relaxing. Other couples sat on plush pillow mats either cuddling or messaging lotion on one another, small refrigerators next to them containing drinks, snacks and other aftercare items that required to be cold.

Strum carried her over to one of the empty alcoves, laying Sonata on one of the mats. As he removed her bindings, Strum kissed her legs and arms before giving her lips a soft kiss.

"Did you have fun?" Strum asked as he sat next to her supine form. Sonata placed her hands behind her head.

"I loved it. You got a little cheesy with the 'thank yous' though," she teased, poking his side.

Strum sighed as he moved to the refrigerator, pulling out two bottles of water.

"You like it when I'm cheesy though," Strum said as he passed her the water. Sonata took a sip of the water before speaking again.

"I do, but you just get so flustered when I bring it up, it's cute," Sonata stated matter of factly. A blonde with crooked eyes walked by the two wearing the snap lock collar and buckled hand and ankle cuffs, pulling behind her a kitten gimp in dark blue latex with sea green eyes, her light and dark purple hair sticking out of the back of her hood.

The kitten slave locked eyes with Sonata then felt her white collar with gold band being tugged.

"Come on pretty kitty, we gotta get you out of the suit," the blonde chirped as she lead the cat away from Sonata.

"You know her?" Strum Rhythm asked as the two watched them leave.

"Nope," Sonata simply said, suddenly remembering what she wanted to tell Strum. "But that maid we had, she works at Canterlot High." Sonata laughed.

Sonata returned home with a smile on her face, and by the look of the driveway, Aria wasn't home so another plus. Sonata walked into the kitchen humming a song before singing a few of the lyrics.

"Take it or leave it, cause I'm really leaving. I've purchased my ticket to New York, first thing in the morning kissin' you good morning than whispering goodbye..." Sonata stopped, holding a hand to her mouth. She looked back and forth then continued at the climax of the song. "And I always feel incomplete~ she's smothering herself with her own beauty. And she was born and raised as 'Daddy's Princess'. But her gesture is no match for an heiress. Yeah her gesture is no match for an heiress."

Sonata gasped as tears of happiness fell from her eyes. She jumped in the air happy about the revelation. If she had her voice back, that meant she had her powers back. That thought stopped her happiness, even sent a chill down her spine. But why? Why did she fear having her voice back?

Her train of thought was stopped by thumping coming from Adagio's room. Sonata went up stairs to see what it was her leader was stomping her foot about.

Adagio Dazzle was on the ground, she was tied in a body harness with her hands tied at the crotch rope. Her legs were also bound above and below her knees as well as at her ankles. Adagio was gagged with taped wrapped around her mouth, looking ashamed at Sonata.

"What the hell, Dagi?" Sonata asked as she ran to Adagio. Seeing a pair of scissors under the bed, inches away from the lead siren, Sonata grabbed them and cut the orange haired girl free, electing an angry glare as she was ungagged.

"Me? Your the one that just cut my rope Sonata!" She then hissed in pain, angry red marks showing from where the rope was on her wrist and shoulders.

"How long were you like that?" Sonata asked angrily. Adagio looked at the clock then away from Sonata.

"It doesn't matter. I'm fine." Adagio grunted as she waved off Sonata. "You can leave now."

Sonata grit her teeth. True, while they did lose the magic that allowed them to control others they could still heal from any damage.

"No. Dagi we might not die but we still feel pain, and I know for a fact being tied up like that hurts after awhile." Sonata said as she sat in front of her leader. Adagio looked at the ropes cut around her.

"But I feel free. When I'm bound and gagged I don't need to worry about anything. I don't want to lead anymore Sonata, and when I'm tied up, I don't have to." The oldest of the trio confessed with a tear in her weary eyes.

"Dagi.." Sonata sighed knowing exactly how she felt. Sonata thought for a moment then clapped her hands. "From now on, you text me before you tie yourself up." Sonata instructed, getting a confused look from Adagio that morphed into annoyance.

"Sonata, I don't-"
Sonata interrupted Adagio's haughty reply, "You’re right, you’re going to text me to tie you up." Adagio was blushing as her mouth opened and closed like a fish.

"Y-you just want to sext your boyfriend pictures of me tied up," she accused, her fiery rubellite eyes never losing their hint of embarrassment.

"First, if I send him a picture of anyone bound and gagged it's gonna be me," she corrected, holding her hand up. "Second, yeah, we might still be able to heal from getting really hurt, but we shouldn't purposely put ourselves in harm's way."

Adagio thought on what Sonata said, looking between her then the bed.

"You need to promise me something," Adagio finally spoke, pointing at the younger siren. "You need to be upfront with me about everything. No secrets, got it."

Sonata gulped. While she knew Adagio only meant about what Sonata would do, she felt a pang of guilt over not telling here sister the biggest development of the night.

"Deal, from this point on, no secrets," Sonata said with a fake smile, all the while, leaving out that her voice had returned.

Thanks again to Javarod if you haven't checked them out you should. The next chapter will be a bit since these first three were written a few months ago.