Trixie, Twilight, and Rarity with a tape gag.

Thanks to OpticBlast for the request!

This chapter will contain non-human pony clop.

Categories: Twilight, Trixie, Rarity, Threesome, Gag.

Warnings: Light to heavy domination elements, including bondage, gagging, and biting.

Quick note: I wrote this and “Twisted” in the same night. While the two aren’t supposed to be linked, they very well might be. Where Twisted is the story of Trixie trying to take revenge on Twilight, this is a request where Trixie, Twilight, and Rarity are just three friends who get together and have rough, dominating, good-natured sex. They may seem similar, but are intended to be different. My apologies to OpticBlast for any crossing over.

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“Ménage”

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“Good evening, Twilight.” The purple unicorn looked up at the somewhat familiar voice, searching for who it belonged to. When she spotted the owner, she couldn’t help but grin.

“Hello again, Trixie. Welcome back.” She advanced to gently hug the blue unicorn, subconsciously inhaling the scent of her white mane. She smelled faintly of fresh saltwater. “Been off to the sea, have we?”

“Oh, you know me… I go where these hooves wander. How have things been here?” When they pulled apart, Twilight took a few moments to look her friend up and down. Trixie’s body truly was one to admire, her slender flanks and full rump were accentuated well by the beautiful mane and well-kept tail. She was very, very beautiful.

“Things are fine,” Twilight smiled and fell into step next to Trixie, the two of them walking down the street. “I was looking forward to meeting up at Rarity’s. Fancy running into you on the street.” She smiled and bumped Trixie’s rear with her own, smiling as the quick show of affection was returned. Trixie blushed a little, but didn’t say anything further. Together, the two of them walked on in silence. Their friendship was tenuous, but with these little monthly ‘meetings’ they had been having, she and Trixie were slowly putting their differences behind them. Twilight felt rather good about that evening’s exercise... She hoped this would be the one she was waiting for.

“Are you excited?” Trixie asked with a shy sort of smile.

“Extremely. I haven’t done a thing for an entire month.”

“Since our last session? Twi, you’re joking.” Trixie paused, her jaw dropping for a moment. Twilight, as if to make a point, flicked her tail aside to give Trixie a very good look at her marehood. Her lips were flared, glistening with arousal already.

“I never joke, Trixie. I’ve really been looking forward to this.” Her tail fell back to cover her crotch, though it left Trixie with a furious blush. “Come on. It’s nearly night time.” The sun sank low on the horizon as Trixie fell back into step next to Twilight, the two of them rounding the corner with Carousel Boutique in sight. When they slipped inside, the bell jingled happily, signaling their arrival. Rarity’s cheery voice called out from somewhere at the back of the store.

“Twilight? Trixie? Is that you?”

“It’s us, Rarity.” Twilight nudged Trixie as they entered the store. Behind her, Trixie flipped the sign around to ‘closed’ and locked the door.

“Come on up, ladies!~” Her singsong voice made Twilight smile as she took a moment to lock the back door as well. Together, she and Trixie mounted the stairs, following the sound of Rarity’s gentle humming. Twilight felt the anticipation begin to grow, her heart beating faster in her ears as they made it to the second floor. Rarity had already unlocked the room she normally kept secure, to discourage curious young fillies like Sweetie Belle, or the stray customer looking to use her restroom. The thick padlock hung in it’s latch, and the door was cracked open slightly. Inside, Twilight could hear Rarity’s gentle humming.

“Hello, Rarity… And look who I brought with m… Me… Meeehhheheh…” Twilight’s speech trailed off into an unintelligible chuckle as she laid eyes on Rarity. Standing in the middle of her ‘special room,’ Rarity wore what was possibly the most arousing, revealing, and sensual piece of clothing Twilight had ever seen in her entire life. Idly, she felt herself begin to salivate. A single trickle of arousal traced it’s way down her thigh.

“Ooh, hello Trixie.” Rarity smiled over her shoulder at the two of them. Her legs were spread, giving the two of them an unrestricted view of her exposed crotch, though she wore a clingy pair of stockings that hugged her legs from the thighs down. They hugged each curve so close that Twilight would have guessed Rarity’s coat had turned from white to black… The single strap that held her leggings up traced straight over her mark, joining with a sturdy, studded belt that hugged her waist tight. At the back of the belt was yet another device, and this was what drew Twilight’s attention the most. It fastened around the base of Rarity’s tail, extending well away from the rest of her body. Her luxurious purple tail was held out and away from her haunches, giving the other two unicorns unrestricted view of her nethers.

Aside from that, Rarity was bare, her mane hanging straight down her back. She tended to not style it before these sessions, since it more often than not was ruined in the process. She swayed her hips slightly, her tail swinging to cover her privates for a second before it revealed them once more, the hypnotic motion making Twilight nearly forget to swallow her drool. Trixie wasn’t faring any better, it seemed. The two of them were utterly stunned.

“I figured I’d design something special for just us…” Rarity teased, her husky voice certainly not helping the dull ache that began to form in Twilight’s pelvis. She wanted so badly to surge forward and lick Rarity right then and there, to assault her delicate pink lips. She had been waiting for so long, the urge to get started was killing her. She nearly caved, but Trixie rose a hoof to stop her.

“Ahem. Forgetting something, Twilight?” Trixie panted, her eyes still fixed on Rarity.

“Oh! That’s right, I nearly forgot…” Rarity spun around, her beautiful face taking the place of her exposed genitalia in Twilight’s vision. She was surprisingly thankful for the intervention. Twilight actually had to shake her head to get rid of the vision… “It’s Twilight’s turn this month. You know the rules, darling.” Rarity’s horn lit up in her signature blue glow, levitating a small box forward from halfway across the room. When she opened it up, Twilight groaned. She had completely forgotten that it was her turn this month…

“Just to reiterate…”

“Oh, come on.” Twilight rolled her eyes. “How many times have we done this?”

“Hey, we need to say it every time. Just to make absolutely sure.” Trixie raised a hoof. “First and foremost. The safe word is ‘cutie mark.’ If you’re gagged and unable to speak, it’s one moan, a pause, then two more in short succession. We take a break, then come back to it, or stop. Are we clear?”

“Clear.”

“Yeah, yeah…” Twilight writhed her hips. She really didn’t want to listen to the rules yet again. She had been the one to make them, after all.

“Secondly, we stop short of blood. If we draw blood on accident, the session is over.”

“Of course.”

“Right.”

“Last, but most certainly not least-“

“No magic from the slave.” Twilight cut her off, huffing impatiently. She grasped the black box from Rarity and opened it, levitating the device within into the air between them. “We know, Trixie. Please, I’m dying here. Can we get on with it?” Rarity and Trixie shared a look for a few moments, the emotions communicated between the two everywhere from exasperation to excitement.

“Very well. Twilight, it’s your turn this month. As soon as this device is fixed, your magic will be shut away, and you will be ours to do with as we please. Anything and everything is fair game, and you have no say in the matter otherwise. Do you agree?”

“I consent. Get on with it.” Twilight lowered her head, smiling deviously. She was still seeping wetness… Just the mere thought of being at the mercy of these two, along with all the devices lining the walls of this room in Rarity’s boutique, she felt like she could die a happy, happy death. Rarity and Trixie smiled as they affixed the device to Twilight’s horn.

It was similar to a cock ring for stallions, in that it was meant to hug a shaft tight. However, Rarity had modified the device to fit a unicorn horn, nested in firmly around the base. The harness slipped around Twilight’s muzzle, and around the back of her head, the buckles and clasps affixing to keep it there, no matter what she did. Her hooves would be unable to take it off, and without her magic to assist, Twilight was completely at the physical mercy of anypony. The ring itself was etched with a spell, and as it fastened around her head, it glowed with the purple aura of her magic. From then on out, Twilight couldn’t do a thing. She was bound.

Helpless.

And she loved it.

“Rarity,” Trixie said softly. “Be a dear, and go lock the door… I’ll see to it Twilight’s nice and warmed up for you.”

“Hmm… Good idea…” Rarity plodded away, though over her shoulder, Twilight could see her glistening marehood there between her thighs. When her gaze turned around to the front, though, Trixie’s face filled her vision. Their lips met firmly, Trixie’s tongue forcing it’s way inbetween her lips without a moment’s notice. Twilight tried to clamp her lips closed, but Trixie was too deep inside. She flexed, keeping Twilight’s mouth open, groaning as she explored the inside of Twilight’s mouth.

“Haah…” Twilight groaned, her breath pulsing out as she felt her knees shake. Trixie’s kisses always tended to rob her of her strength. Behind her, she barely registered the sound of the inside lock clicking closed, sequestering them away from the rest of the world.

This room, designed by Rarity, was soundproofed from the outside. No pony could hear them, and they wouldn’t be able to hear anypony else. In here, the three of them had either designed, conjured, or purchased various and assorted devices. Strapons, harnesses, riding crops, gags, whips, ropes, handcuffs, and various other accessories of a sexual nature either hung from hooks and holders on the wall, or rested on a short countertop against the far wall. Some boxes held outfits, others held sturdier devices like vibrators… Smaller devices held the seldom-used aphrodisiacs they would now and then partake in… The rest of the room was dominated by cushions, and in the very middle, a large king-sized bed was sunk into the floor, the surface of the soft comforter even with the floor around it. From the ceiling hung sturdy rings for tying ponies up, and several more lined the walls here and there… The entire room was lit by dim lamps, or on one occasion, a candle whose aroma made them all subject to a powerful drug.

“My, my, Twilight…” Rarity’s voice pulled her away from pleasant memories, even as she felt the white unicorn’s gentle breath wash over her haunches. Twilight readily flicked her tail out of the way, exposing her drooling marehood. “Ooh, my… Twilight, you’re positively dripping! Now, I wonder what we could do with this…” Rarity’s lips pressed to the soft curves of Twilight’s rump, her hot breath making the poor unicorn shudder. If only she had her magic, she could have forced Rarity to lick her… Instead, she had to wait…

“Rarity, I-mfh!” Twilight tried to beg for more contact, but Trixie readily forced their lips together once more, her tongue still exploring eagerly. Twilight felt her knees shake as her desires began to rage unchecked.

Take me, make me yours, use me any way you want! Lick me, fuck me, tie me up, make me cum again and again and again, please, I’m begging you! Her thoughts screamed alone in her mind, unable to be voiced through the assertive tongue that was firmly undulating inside her mouth. She began to drool, her saliva dripping from her chin as Trixie’s tongue worked her jaw muscles to fatigue.

“Hmm… Twilight, would you like it if Mistress Rarity licked you?”

Yes, for the love of all things, yes… Please…

“Hnn…”

“I can’t hear you, darling…”

Trixie, please, let me beg… I want to feel Rarity’s tongue so badly…

“Haahhn!”

“Hmm, I don’t think she wants it…”

Curse everything that ever existed ever, I need to cum RIGHT NOW!

Twilight collapsed. Drooling helplessly, her legs gave out, her body falling to the lush carpet heedlessly.

“Ooh. She’s given up already. Usually she fights a little, and we have to wear her down…” Rarity smiled as she nudged Twilight onto her side. She obeyed, panting as she rolled over.

“Hmm… Personally, I’m a little disappointed…” Trixie teased, wiping saliva from her muzzle. “Still… I wonder how many times we can make her cum? She said she hasn’t done anything since our last session.”

“A whole month? Twilight, no wonder… You silly filly.” Rarity smiled as she nuzzled Twilight’s leg, rolling her fully onto her back. Twilight spread her legs willingly, her dripping core now oozing directly onto her tail. She whimpered helplessly as Rarity began trailing wet kisses up the inner part of her thigh, making the poor mare whimper and squirm.

“Hnn… Rarity, please…” Twilight finally found the presence of mind to beg properly. “Please, hurry up and- MFF!” Trixie’s lips plastered against hers once again, meeting with such force that Twilight’s head was forced down into the carpet.

“Please hurry up and what, Twilight?” Rarity groaned, her lips passing Twilight’s dripping slit completely so she could kiss the soft fur on her stomach. Twilight shuddered and fought to get away from Trixie’s kissing, but she couldn’t. The blue unicorn’s hooves held her face in place, keeping her from moving at all. Whimpering and drooling still, Twilight could do nothing. She had to wait. Her walls pulsed and flexed, just begging to be pleased.

“Hmm… Dear twilight, what have you done to yourself?” Her hips writhed, begging with all she could do, which was nothing more than whimper helplessly and squirm. “I guess she doesn’t want to be pleased… Which means she wants to please. Trixie, darling, may I?”

“Of course. Return the favor?”

“Naturally.” Twilight got a single moment to catch her breath before Rarity walked up the length of her body, settling her hips firmly onto Twilight’s panting mouth. Her lips were suddenly filled with Rarity’s dripping marehood, the delicious juices flowing fast and free. Her eyes closed, but she already knew… Trixie had turned around, presenting herself to Rarity. She had no choice but to get this over with as soon as possible. Her tongue spilled out, sliding inbetween Rarity’s damp lips, savoring the musky taste of the unicorn’s arousal. Above her, Trixie panted and Rarity groaned. From experience, Twilight knew better than to use her hooves… If either of the other two were to find out, it would end badly… Still, she wanted to touch herself… Her hooves ran circles on her own twitching stomach as she lapped sloppily at Rarity’s dripping core.

“Haah… Oh, Twilight… I bet you wish you could be licked like this…” Rarity panted, glancing down the length of her body at the mare between her own haunches. “Keep going, darling… If I cum, I might just return the favor to you next…”

“Haah… Rarity… Don’t stop…” Trixie moaned, pushing her hips back against Rarity’s muzzle. She obliged, her tongue noisily lapping at her partner in crime. Twilight’s hooves continued to circle her own stomach, daring to go lower and lower… Her breath began to shudder as she felt the edge of her hoof grind against her own soft mound. Rarity pulled away from Trixie’s dripping slit, peering down at Twilight.

“Hmm? Why are you breathing like that? Twilight, don’t tell me…” Rarity’s horn lit up as she grasped Twilight’s forelegs, lifting them straight up into the air. “Ahah! You were touching yourself, weren’t you?! Answer me!” Oh no… She had been discovered. Dread and anxiety filled her senses as she looked up at Rarity and Trixie.

“Y-yes, mistresses…” She moaned, her expression downcast.

“Tsk tsk, Twilight… I expected better of you. Ah well. You know what this means!” With a happy sound, Rarity slid off of Twilight, still holding her forelegs with magic. She and Trixie smiled at one another as they padded to the nearby wall.

“Hmm… Hoofcuffs or rope?”

“Oooh, rope most definitely. I’d like to see her stretched out.”

“Very good… Should we gag her?”

“I have a better idea. Let me see that…”

“Ooh, you naughty filly.” Twilight heard the conversation, but all she could see were their backsides… Rarity’s tail was even positioned in a way that she couldn’t see her marehood… Though the taste still lingered on her tongue. When the two turned around, though, their horns were alight with magic, holding several objects of a very concerning and arousing variety. Twilight gulped as Rarity pulled one such device taught.

“Since you can’t use your mouth properly and wait like a good little slut, we might as well shut you up.” The sickening peeling sound sent shivers down her spine, and before she could wrench her head away, the tape fastened itself over her closed mouth. She strained against it, but the sticky device kept her mouth firmly shut. She could only moan helplessly into it, her muzzle firmly secured.

“There we go… Now we don’t have to listen to her beg for it…” Trixie started untying the rope, letting the long coils loose. Twilight whimpered, tears welling in her eyes as she looked up at her captors.

“Oh, don’t look at us like that, Twilight. You know you want it.” Rarity teased. Twilight’s expression changed from pathetic to indifferent. She shrugged, as if to say ‘yeah, what of it?’ Rarity grinned as she levitated the tape back to it’s place, instead picking up a long, flat box. Twilight groaned at the sight. She knew what was in there. She had bought that set herself.

“Keep her hooves together, Rarity. I have to tie her up.”

“Will do, darling. I’ll prepare these, then.” Trixie moved in the way of Twilight’s vision just as Rarity opened the lid, her blue magic winding the end of the rope around her hooves several times. She felt the rope constrict tighter and tighter, pinning her hooves together.

“Come on, you.” Trixie grumbled, dragging Twilight closer to the center of the room. Just outside of the depression in the floor where the bed lay, they stopped. Twilight looked up, spotting the wide metal ring set into the rafter…

“Hmmf!” She moaned, feeling the rope begin to draw her higher up… Her weight settled on her shoulders and her wrists, and the rope only continued to rise… “Hmm! Hmm!” She groaned, feeling the discomfort start… She was laying on the small of her back now. And still, Trixie hoisted her higher… She only stopped when Twilight was completely spread out, just her rear hooves resting on the ground. Each heavy breath Twilight took hissed in and out through her nose, her chest heaving as she looked helplessly at her two captors.

“Look at that…” Trixie teased, walking a wide circle around her. Twilight whimpered as she lost sight of Trixie, her tail swishing side-to-side. “Spread out and dripping wet… Goodness, Twilight, you’ve no sense of decency, do you?”

“Hmmn…”

“Hmm? Oh, my… Trixie, I must say… You certainly have a way with ropes.” Rarity smiled as she rose to her hooves, turning around with the contents of the long, flat box in her magic. Twilight’s breathing intensified as she looked at the devices floating about Rarity. “Look at her… she’s just ready for it… Trixie, could you fetch the leg-spreader?”

“With pleasure…” Twilight heard clinking and jingling from behind her, and no matter how she turned, she couldn’t see it. She knew what was coming, but she couldn’t see it… Trixie’s magic gripped her rear hooves, spreading them firmly apart. The cuffs fastened around her legs, and once Trixie released her, she tried to flex her legs, to close them… The leg-spreader was designed that no matter how hard Twilight tried to close her legs, the metal rod inbetween two hoofcuffs kept her spread apart. Now she was completely open and helpless. She sagged against the rope, hanging helplessly as her center seeped even more fluid.

“Hmm… I just have to get a taste of this,” Rarity leaned forward, her breath washing over Twilight’s core as she took her sweet time in dragging her tongue over the entirety of Twilight’s dripping, twitching slit.

“Mph!”

“Haahh… Delicious… Trixie, come have a taste…” Twilight whimpered as Trixie repeated the motion. It was everything she wanted, everything she ached for… But it wasn’t enough. She was on the edge. Hovering. A simple brush, the slightest bit of contact, and she would cum. She knew it.

“Oh yesss… That’s incredible. And look, there’s so much of it…”

“Twilight’s always been a squirter… I’ll be we can make her cum a river.”

“Let’s do it, then.”

“Oh, but just look at that face…” Rarity moaned, staring directly into Twilight’s eyes. “Just look at the hurt in those eyes… She wants it so badly…”

“Hnn…”

“Ooohh… Rarity, need some lubricant for those? I’m dripping over here…”

“Brilliant idea, Trixie…” Twilight’s head drooped as Trixie spun around, flicking her tail out of the way, exposing her own soaked marehood. Rarity hummed softly as she guided the device against Trixie’s dripping lips, rubbing it up and down…

“Rarity… How bad would it be if I came before she did?” Trixie groaned, swaying her hips back and forth…

“Do it, darling… Show Twilight what she’s missing out on…” Rarity rubbed them up and down faster, her hoof raising to flick Trixie’s swollen clit. The blue unicorn whimpered as she was subject to the sudden sensation of being pleasured, her lips oozing more liquid. Twilight saw the device spread her apart, manipulating the pink lips, spreading her open then pulling away to let her own muscles close her again… She was so wet, it dripped from her core, glistening on Rarity’s hoof. Twilight squirmed and flexed against her bonds, but couldn’t move an inch.

“Haah… Rarity, I’m cumming… Hnn- aaaaahhh…” With a long, drawn-out sigh, Trixie released, her center twitching directly in front of Twilight’s eyes. She whimpered into the tape gag, her own center aching painfully. She wanted release. She wanted what Trixie had. She wanted to cum. And so help her, she wanted it now…

“There we go, Twilight.” Rarity teased. “Nice and wet for you… Are you prepared?” Rarity levitated the device in front of Twilight’s face, letting her see how it shined and glistened in the low lighting.

“Hmmn…”

“I can’t hear you, Twilight…” Rarity waved it back and forth more. Twilight stared intently, her eyes following it, wanting it more and more…

“I think she wants it. Look at that…” Trixie motioned. Twilight was dripping now, her arousal falling to the carpet beneath her spread legs. She whimpered and squirmed, flexing against her bonds with as much force as she could.

“Oh my… Yes, I think so… Very well, Twilight… You’ve waited long enough. Open wide…”

“Hmmn!”

“There you go…” Rarity maneuvered the object of her desire inbetween her haunches, pressing the very head against her…

“Do it, Rarity.”

“Here goes…”

Twilight’s rosebud opened for the anal beads willingly, accepting it readily. The combination of her own juice and Trixie’s made the first one slide in with absolutely no resistance… The second entered as easily as the first… Twilight whimpered as she flexed around them, feeling the pressure build in her crotch. She was so close… Just one more…

“That’s enough for now, don’t you think?” Rarity teased.

“HMMMM!” Twilight grunted against the tape gag, writhing as hard as she could manage.

No! No, please, just one more!

“HRRMM! HRRRRMMMMRHMM~” Twilight’s body writhed to and fro, her throat vibrating as she vocalized all she could.

“No, I think that’s enough, dear Twi… You can’t handle more than two…”

“Oh my goodness, look at her…” Trixie chuckled as Twilight bucked and lifted herself up, praying, hoping, just plain begging for one more. Rarity wouldn’t give it to her, and that made her more furious than ever. Her cheeks were flushed, her eyes were clenched shut, and she pulled down on the rope. Something, anything, to give herself just a small bit of pleasure. The desire that had built up over the past month raged through her like a fire, burning away every last bit of decency she ever had. She grunted and cursed at the two of them, praying for an end, praying for release… She was on fire, burning to death before them, and they wouldn’t put the fire out… She flexed around the two beads inside of her, trying to get them to shift, or move, trying to cum, trying so hard to get that last… Tiny bit of pleasure…

“HMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!” Louder than ever, Twilight groaned, right as Rarity mashed the third bead in.

It was like being born anew.

Pleasure and relief thundered through Twilight, her heart hammering louder in her ears than even the wet, splattering noise of her copious squirt. She gushed and moaned and twitched, her body sagging against the ropes.

“Holy fuck,”

“My goodness, darling… That’s what you get for holding back for so long.”

Twilight’s vision dimmed to a long tunnel, her entire body feeling weak in the aftermath. She was still dribbling a thin stream from her twitching center, which, remarkably, didn’t feel sore at all… If anything, the slippery wet feel of her squirt aroused her more. She swayed her hips, blushing as she moaned into the gag.

“Another.” Trixie moaned. She gripped the anal beads and pushed them in. The fires started anew, urged on by the fourth and fifth anal beads. Now just the small ring attached to the string holding them all together dangled from her ass, while the five beads rubbed together inside of her. She flexed around them, whimpering as the pleasure began…

“She knows how to moan if it’s too much.” Rarity muttered. “I guess this is our chance to see how much dear Twilight can take…”

“Hnn.”

“See? She approves. Get me the dildo.” Twilight groaned at those words. Yes, a dildo… Penetration… Oh, she wanted it…

“No more games, Twilight. You’re ours now, and I plan on making you cum as much as I possibly can. Take this!”

Twilight grunted as her second orgasm forced the dildo right back out. It tumbled to the floor, landing in the dark spot of her release as she squirted more onto it. She was vaguely aware of Trixie licking her pulsing center as she came, but it didn’t matter. She was too far over the edge to care. In the back of her mind, she counted. Two.

“Put that back in there.” Rarity shoved the dildo back inside, making Twilight shudder yet again. She slid it in and out just a little, but that was enough. Twilight whimpered as she came yet again, her walls flexing around the thick shaft. Three.

“See if she can fit this in there, too.” A soft, mechanical buzzing came to her ears, and she felt the vibrations as Trixie slid the bud into her as well. It buzzed past her Clitoris on the way in, making her cum yet again. Four.

“Now, to move it all around.” Rarity lifted her hoof, grinding it against Twilight’s stuffed opening. The simple pressure shifted the dildo inside of her, making her shudder and groan as the pleasure erupted within her. She dribbled thin liquid against Rarity’s hoof. Five.

“Delicious.” Trixie lapped at Twilight’s cum, smiling as her tongue slid over the soaked fur of her coat. “Let me get her with my tongue.” Rarity pulled her hoof away, letting Trixie run her wide, flat tongue over the entirety of Twilight’s dripping core. She groaned and arched her back, whimpering as the clitoral stimulation sent her over the edge. Six. Her strength was beginning to flag… She wasn’t going to last much longer against the onslaught…

“Hmm…” She moaned, ready to give the signal to take a break. “Hmm h-“

“Haah… Slurp.” Trixie attacked her clitoris directly.

Twilight came a river. Seven.

“Hmm-Hmm-Hmm!”

“That was three in a row… I don’t think she’s done yet.” Rarity took over for Trixie, her tongue pulsing against Twilight, going so far to even lick at her stuffed asshole. She shuddered, unable to even get the breath to moan. Her thighs were quivering, her legs almost completely soaked from the repeated orgasmic releases. She added a little more to the puddle, whimpering helplessly. Eight.

“Lessee how she likes this…” Trixie leaned in, and as soon as Twilight watched her lips disappear inbetween her thighs, she felt a flash of pain.”

“HRM!”

“Ooh… Look at that… She likes it… Rarity, bite her ass…”

“Oh, yes! Good idea!” Rarity disappeared behind her, and as soon as Twilight felt her hot breath, another flash of pain… Or was it pleasure? Nine… Celestia help me, I’m going to die here…

“Harder.”

“HMMMMMM!”

“Fuck me, I love that sound… Do it again…”

“HMMMM-MM-MM!” Twilight was crying now, her eyes dripping salty tears onto her coat as she came again. Ten. This is the end. I’m done.

“Last one, Twi. I promise.”

“Hnn…”

“Haaahh…” This time, the pain faded into pleasure faster than ever. Twilight twitched, her throat feeling like it was going to rip apart as she screamed directly into the tape gag. Eleve- Blackness.

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“Twi? Twilight? Darling, wake up…”

Her lips felt numb… She couldn’t feel her legs… What was wrong with her?

“I think we should call a doctor…”

“No…” Twilight croaked weakly.

“Twilight! Darling, are you okay?!” She felt Rarity nuzzle against her neck. She was warm. Twilight involuntarily curled closer, whimpering as she felt the soothing warmth stay with her. Another warmth joined her side, both of her lovers pressing close.

“’M fine… I think… Are my legs there?” Trixie chuckled at her silly question, nudging her leg. There it was, she could feel it… The tingling faded away into feeling, and she could work her lips yet again. She was fine. Dehydrated and weak, but fine…

“You scared us for a moment there, darling… You just slumped, but you kept cumming… It was scary…”

“Hnn… ‘M sorry…” Twilight muttered.

“Don’t apologize, Twilight… We’re sorry. We should have taken it easier on you…” Trixie nuzzled her shoulder softly, pressed close against her side. Twilight smiled weakly, her foreleg wrapping around Trixie.

“It’s fine, Trix… Rarity… I lived, didn’t I?”

“The carpet didn’t, that’s for sure…”

“Shush, you. Small price to pay for-“

“Eleven orgasms?”

“Were you counting?” Twilight nodded at Trixie’s question. “Well fuck… See, she was fine!”

“Oh, whatever… I’m just glad she’s okay…” Rarity nuzzled close. It was then Twilight realized they were laid out on the bed, the three of them curled close… She felt tired once more… She needed sleep… Her eyes closed as she started to drift off… Still, one question needed to be asked…

“Same time next month?”

---------- Notes from the Author ----------

Holy fuck.

I wrote this and “Twisted” in the same night. With an hour to spare until shift change.

There’s 12k words of filthy pony clop (in 7 hours) for you folks!

Stay tuned, more to -cum- in the days ahead!

I GOT A MILLION!