Twilight took a deep breath to steady herself. The basement had been cleaned and aired out, it was a fresh and wholesome environment once again.

I am a good dominant. I am a good Mistress. There is nothing wrong with me controlling Rainbow Dash. I love her, she loves me.

And if our friends ever find out, then that’ll be that. There’s nothing wrong with either of us.

She heard the library door open. and flew up to greet her guest. “Right on time, Rainbow Dash. How’d the evaluation go?”

Rainbow Dash winced. “I’ve got some good news and some bad news.”

It didn’t take Rainbow Dash long to find the picnic. Fluttershy had already put the red and white checkered blanket down, along with some treats. Rarity arrived just as Rainbow landed, and Twilight was heading their way with Spike in tow. Applejack and Pinkie Pie were talking to one another as they took their time to arrive, and before long everypony was seated and everypony’s contribution to the picnic was set out.

Rainbow Dash sat right across Twilight and Spike, with Fluttershy and Pinkie Pie on her left and Applejack and Rarity on her right. Twilight and Rainbow avoided looking into each other’s eyes, barely aware of what anyone was saying. Yesterday had been quite the experience for them both.

“Hello? Ground Control to Captain Rainbow Dash?” Applejack asked.

Rainbow snapped out of her reverie. “Huh?”

“Would you mind passing me a bun?”

“Oh, sure.” Rainbow passed one of her cutie mark-shaped buns to Applejack, who held it in front of Spike to get a dragon flame. She took a knife to spread some zap apple jam over it while Rarity poured her coffee. “So how’s the Patrol doin’? Raindrops and Cloud Kicker take their tests yet?”

Rainbow Dash nodded. “Yup. They both passed, so now there’s three ponies that can deal with a big emergency, instead of just me.”

Rarity smiled. “That’s great news, Rainbow Dash. I assume that takes some pressure off your shoulders, then?”

Rainbow Dash rubbed her wings against her sides and smiled. “Just one less thing to worry about, really.”

Rarity nodded knowingly. “Not to mention lightening the load for Wonderbolt interventions.”

“Eheh, yeah, the Wonderbolts… gotta remember those.” She looked away awkwardly. Everyone but Twilight stared at her.

Rarity’s ears perked. “Rainbow Dash, darling, did you get any bad news on your evaluation?”

Rainbow Dash bit her lip. “I’m not supposed to talk about it, but I did get some news, yeah… and it’s not bad news.”

Twilight planted a hoof to her forehead. “So sex magic really only works cosmetically? Well, guess I only have myself to blame. I should have asked around first.”

Rainbow Dash smiled and nuzzled her. “It’s okay, Twilight. I do look better, at least.”

Twilight looked away, moping.

Rainbow frowned. “You’re gonna keep trying it anyway, aren’t you?”

Twilight squeed. “Well, it wouldn’t hurt to be thorough, would it?”

Rainbow Dash rolled her eyes. “If you really want to, it’s okay by me. Spitfire said she knew about it, and it’s allowed, so there’s no real problem. Oh, and I’ve got everything covered for today, so you don’t have to rush anything on my account. Where’s Spike?”

Twilight led the way to the basement. “He came home covered in tree sap, so he’s currently going into hour three of his eight-hour bath. That gives us plenty of time.”

As they sat down on the pillows, Rainbow Dash straightened her back, flared up her wings, and thrust her chest forward in her best presentation pose. “So what do you want to today, Mistress?”

Twilight smiled and inspected her pet, circling around to give the occasional poke and prod on Rainbow’s flesh, just to gauge her performance. “Today I want to do something special, pet. I’m going to make sure you unwind, and then I’m going to take control of your body, just like before. I’m thinking we could experiment with keeping you still, if you don’t mind.”

The slightest tremor went through Rainbow’s wings at that. “Okay, but… I do wanna keep moving afterwards. I can’t go slacking off now I’m this close to the Wonderbolts.”

“Did you do your workout today?”

“No, Mistress. Today’s a resting day, I only do distance flying on those, and I got that when I went up to Cloudsdale and back.” Wait, doesn’t she know that? She put that in my head too, didn’t she?

Twilight hugged Rainbow Dash from behind and hummed in her ear. “Then I’ll make sure you can keep your schedule like a good little pet should.”

Rainbow Dash shivered, still forcing herself to stay in the presentation pose. She could feel it getting harder without a hypnotic suggestion to keep her in it, but she persisted.

As if on cue, Twilight kissed her on the forehead. “Dive down deep, pet.”

Rainbow’s body slumped back against her Mistress. Her breath slowed, her wings dropped, her eyelids felt heavy, and there was a pleasant warmth behind her.

Twilight smiled. “Relax for me, pet. Mistress has got you.”

Fluttershy got up from her seat. “Oh, where’s the strawberry jam?”

Applejack raised it up in her hoof. “Right here, sugarcube.”

Fluttershy didn’t bother taking it. She just flew up and landed in between Applejack and Rarity, leaving Pinkie Pie as the only pony in between Twilight and Rainbow Dash. Applejack nudged Rainbow’s flank. “Scoot over a little, would ya, Rainbow?”

Rainbow Dash shuffled closer, ending up right next to Pinkie Pie. She gulped, quietly hoping Pinkie Pie wouldn’t shift seats herself.

Rarity shook with anticipation, enough to fail to notice Spike taking a spot right next to her. “Go on, darling, what’s the news?”

Rainbow snapped out of her reverie. “Umm, it’s good news, but it’s the kind of good news I’m not supposed to talk about.”

Twilight smiled and dug into a tea cake. “Suffice to say Ponyville will be a safer place soon.”

Applejack frowned. “So you do know what’s going on?”

“Royal privileges. I am Rainbow Dash’s boss, after all,” Twilight said with a smirk.

Fluttershy hid her face behind her mane, but Rarity could have sworn she heard a giggle from behind that mass of pink hair. Rarity pursed her lips. “I see. Speaking of good news, have you heard anything from Scootaloo, Rainbow Dash?”

Rainbow shook her head and idly sipped a cup of tea Twilight had poured for her. “Nothing yet. She’s been avoiding me, and pretty well, too.”

Fluttershy perked up. “Oh, I saw her the other day. She just came falling out of the sky, all on her own.”

Twilight grimaced. “Alone? She didn’t hurt herself, did she?”

Fluttershy averted her eyes, thinking. “No, she didn’t look hurt. She told me Rainbow Dash had taught her how to break her fall, then she just marched off. She said she had an appointment to keep, but, um, I didn’t ask any more.”

Rainbow Dash frowned. “And she didn’t look sad or anything?”

Fluttershy shook her head. “She didn’t look sad at all. She seemed pretty cheerful, actually.”

“How did she even fall out of the sky if she can’t fly?” Rarity asked.

“She’d gone hang gliding,” Fluttershy replied matter-of-factly.

“Ah. And what about you, Twilight? How’s royal life been so far, aside from busy?”

Twilight chuckled nervously. “Oh, you know, just reading so far. I still haven’t really had a proper talk with Celestia yet.” She caught herself. “Heh, listen to me, talking about Princess Celestia without calling her by her title. Honestly, I still don’t know what to make of it, even now. I keep feeling like something’s about to happen next, some other big disaster I’m destined to solve and it’s taking its sweet time getting here.”

Applejack nodded. “I know how that feels. But you can’t get stuck worrying about tomorrow if today needs your attention.”

Rarity nodded in kind. “Quite right. Surely there must be some new interesting developments in your life, no?”

Twilight looked down at Rainbow Dash’s prone form. Rainbow’s head rested on Twilight’s lap, giving the alicorn ample opportunity to stroke that soft rainbow mane. “Now, pet, I want you to repeat after me and take the following commands as true, but you need to remember that they’ll only be true while I say they are. I will take them back when we are done, and if you feel any discomfort you need to tell me like a good pet. Understand?”

Rainbow stayed paralysed. Eventually, she got her lips and tongue to move. “Yes, Mistress.”

“Good pet.” Another stroke, and a shiver went through Rainbow Dash’s body. “Repeat after me. I am a good pet.”

“I am a good pet.”

Twilight smiled. “Good pets get rewards.”

“Good pets get rewards.”

Twilight rubbed her pet’s left ear with a wingtip. “I belong to my Mistress, in mind, body, and soul.”

Rainbow’s eyes clenched shut. Twilight withdrew her wing. “Just relax, pet. If you can’t handle it, tell me.”

The prone mare opened her eyes. It’s just for now. She’s not going to keep me like this. I wouldn’t let her. “I belong to my Mistress, in mind, body, and soul.”

Twilight leaned down to nuzzle Rainbow Dash. “Very good, pet. And knowing you belong to me, that means your body is mine, doesn’t it?”

Does it? I guess it does. “Yes, Mistress.”

Twilight gently eased Rainbow’s head onto the pillows. She walked towards Dash’s hind hooves. “Everything about you is mine, just for now. Your body, your mind, your soul. But one thing you can keep, pet. Until I wake you up, only one thing will be truly yours.”

Wait, what? Rainbow Dash couldn’t move her head to look, but she felt her hind hooves rise up in Twilight’s magic.

Then a bolt of energy shot up her legs. Rainbow couldn’t move, but her whole body tensed and a moan barely escaped her lips. She vaguely recognised the sensation as a hoofnail touching the frog of her own hoof. Twilight chuckled mischievously. “Pleasure. Any pleasure you feel will be all yours. I’m going to start touching you, pet, stroking and rubbing however I want, and you’re going to feel pleasure, as a reward for being such a good and loyal pet. You are free to climax whenever you feel overwhelmed, but I will not trigger you into it. For now, we’re doing this the old-fashioned way.”

Twilight gave off another nervous chuckle, forcing herself not to look at Rainbow Dash. She was sure she was blushing, though. “Actually, nothing more interesting than anything that’s been going on for you. Really, girls, how’ve you been? I feel like I’ve been cooped up for far too long after that whole mess of a coronation.”

Pinkie Pie looked over the picnic blanket. She’d been making herself a seven-jam bun, and currently found herself in need of jam number seven. Without further fanfare, she rushed to the other side of the blanket, settled in between Rarity and Fluttershy, got a last stripe of jam on her bread, then dug in.

Applejack nudged Rainbow Dash again. Rarity nudged Twilight.

Rainbow felt the blood rush up to her face once her flank touched Twilight’s. Twilight bit her lip and nervously clenched her wings against her sides.

They looked up and around to the four ponies and one dragon.

Spike looked anxious. Pinkie Pie and Fluttershy both had smiles on their faces. Applejack and Rarity were sporting knowing smirks.

Twilight caught her breath, her eyes darting from one pony to the other. Rainbow Dash felt her chest pounding, her jaw clenched. They both thought the same thing.

What do we do now?

Rainbow Dash gasped as Twilight stroked over the soft flesh of her hooves. She could feel her marehood clenching and unclenching in anticipation, growing wet and warm and welcoming, but Mistress didn’t take the bait. Instead, she slowly ran the tip of her nail in circles over the frog of Rainbow’s left hoof, then her right.

Rainbow Dash bucked her hips when Twilight let go.

“Such a good pet. Close your eyes for me now, and do not open them without my permission. I want you to be focused on what you’re feeling. And no talking, either, except if it hurts and you need me to stop.”

Despite herself, Rainbow Dash obeyed. Her eyes fell shut and refused to open again, even as Mistress picked up her right leg and ran a soft feathery touch over her right cannon. Rainbow grimaced as more tingles of pleasure ran through her body. Her nether lips quivered, her nose curled from the smell of her own arousal. She was slick and waiting, but her arms couldn’t move. Her wings throbbed with arousal as Twilight repeated the same motions on her left cannon.

“Hmm, you really are a good pet, Rainbow Dash. Very responsive, very obedient, and so accepting of your Mistress and her affections. It’s good that you haven’t climaxed just yet; I’d hate to think I’ve pushed you so far you can come just from wearing socks.”

Rainbow whimpered, clenching her eyes shut harder. You have no idea, Mistress.

Rainbow’s face tensed as she felt Twilight’s warm breath over her marehood. Her legs were lifted and gently placed on Mistress’ shoulders, giving the alicorn the perfect angle on her pet’s most sensitive areas. Even so, the strokes along Rainbow’s muscular sides and the gentle rubs along the bases of her wings had to come first. Rainbow Dash knew what Mistress was doing now: she was just following a schedule, as she always was. Mistress was in control of everything. She just needed to, for a little while. Twilight could relax afterwards.

Only one question ran through Rainbow’s mind, still.

Why is she making me come, but not herself?

The question evaporated when Twilight’s lips found the sweet spot. Rainbow moaned and whimpered, still clenching her eyes shut to follow the command she’d been given. Something soft landed on her face, before attaching itself with a knot on the back.

“You can open your eyes now. That blindfold will suffice, pet. Just relax for me.”

Rainbow’s face unwound with her eyes open and staring into darkness. Without sight, the warm and gentle movements of lip against lip and rough nub against soft nub filled her awareness. She bucked into Twilight’s tongue as it ran circles over her clitoris. She moaned when Twilight’s own moan sent vibrations down to her very core. On and on it went, until Rainbow Dash lost track of time. She zoned in and out of awareness, the pleasure being the only thing she could feel.

She drifted along, riding her Mistress’ affections like a good pet.

In the end, it was just a breath that set her off. One simple, small, warm gust of air over her belly that drove her over the edge. Rainbow lost herself, bucking and thrusting into her Mistress’ mouth. Twilight lapped up the fluids as best she could, keeping her pet as clean as possible.

Rainbow felt something heavy rest on her belly. A little shift and the feeling of something softer pressing against her fur told her Mistress was listening to her breathe.

“There, pet. That pleasure was all yours. You can talk now. Did you like it?”

“Y-yes, Mistress.” She panted for air. “I might need a second to do it for you, though. My body’s all shaky.”

The blindfold floated up, revealing an alicorn princess whose face was smeared with bodily fluids. Her fur had flecks of white all over it, but it didn’t seem to bother her. “You misunderstand, pet. That was for you, and only for you. I won’t ask you to pleasure me to today.”

Still catching her breath, Rainbow tried to wrap her head around that. “Why?”

“I’d be a poor sort of dominant if I didn’t put your pleasure before mine. Well, sometimes, at least.” Mistress winked. “And besides, I started all this wanting to help you with your intimacy problems. Now that I can make you come the traditional way I have final proof that I did.” She ran her hoof in circles over Rainbow’s taut and sensitive belly.

Rainbow chuckled at the touch. “I still can’t move, Mistress.”

Mistress smiled. “And you won’t, unless I tell you to. As much as I wanted you to feel pleasure, you did end up making a mess of my face. So you’re going to roll over, get on your hooves, and then follow me to the bathroom. And once we’re there, you are going to clean up my face and primp me like a good, obedient pet, and you'll wash off the smell of your sweat while you're at it. Is that clear?”

Primp you? Well, I get to run my hooves over you, so that’s okay. “Yes, Mistress, but… I thought Spike was in the bathroom?”

“He is. But he’s a big boy; he knows eight hours is a long time to go without bathroom facilities, and he doesn’t mind me entering to clean myself up. More importantly, he closes the curtains while he’s in the tub. So come on, pet, I want to know what it’s like to be groomed by a future Wonderbolt.”

Twilight and Rainbow gulped. Their flanks were touching, their friends were watching.

It’s now or never.

Before anyone knew what had happened, they’d locked in embrace. Neither would ever really be able to tell who’d gone first, but Rainbow Dash’s wing rested on Twilight’s back, and Twilight’s rested on Rainbow’s back. They held one another, one wing each, and slowly each rubbed over the other in comfort.

Twilight looked to Rainbow Dash. Rainbow Dash looked to Twilight. They both looked to Spike, who was doing his best to convey his innocence without words.

Twilight sighed. “You knew.”

As one, the four ponies nodded.

Rainbow Dash winced. “How? When?”

Rarity shrugged. “Only just now, darling. You have quite a strong scent on you, one you did not have when you came to model for me. And it’s a scent Spike tends to carry as well. Combine that with your own admission the other day that you were seeing somepony, along with your more frequent visits to the library, and the list of candidates is narrowed down considerably.”

Spike put a palm to his forehead. “Sorry, Rainbow Dash.”

Rainbow chuckled and let her head hang. “Not your fault, Spike, I should’ve paid more attention. Should’ve known ponies would notice the smell.”

Rarity smiled. “It’s only when you get up close and personal anyone would notice. And it’s fine by me, darling, really. I think the two of you can complement each other wonderfully, and it’s great that you’ve taken the next step.”

Twilight pulled Rainbow closer with her wing, nerves acting up again. “Thank you, Rarity. What about you, Pinkie Pie?”

“Oh, I only figured it out just now, too. My Pinkie Sense has been doing some weird stuff around you two lately, but when I left Sugarcube Corner this morning, I got a really rare combo that’s only happened once before.”

Twilight tensed up. “And that was?” Pleasedontsaysexpleasedontsaysexpleasedontsaysex…

Pinkie Pie giggled, slightly embarrassed. “When I introduced Bon Bon to Lyra. They were really happy together, and they still are. So should you, you know: my Pinkie Sense is never wrong.”

Rainbow Dash chuckled, before looking to Fluttershy. She was all bunched up, hiding her face behind her mane and folding her legs underneath her body. It was like she’d turned back into the shy little girl at Flight Camp. Rainbow looked down at her. “Fluttershy?”

Fluttershy squeaked, revealing the very obvious blush on her cheeks. “Oh, um, I just noticed it on your birthday.”

Everypony stared at her. The yellow mare raised herself up to face the attention, though her ever-reddening blush made it clear it wasn’t an easy task.

Rainbow Dash perked her ears, surprised. “How could you possibly tell it that early?”

Fluttershy blushed. “Well, um, I’m around bunnies a lot.”

Silence hung over them.

Fluttershy looked away. “And you know what they say about bunnies.”

The silence refused to leave.

She forced herself to look at the still oblivious Twilight and Rainbow. “They breed. Like, um, bunnies. It’s not hard for me to tell when ponies like each other. Um, you know, really like each other. I just know what to watch out for.”

Twilight bit completed the circle. “Applejack? Um, I’m sorry for -”

“Don’t apologise, Twi, I know what you’re gonna say. And for the record: I only figured it out this morning, trying to think about which pegasus pony you’d be datin’. I just figured you’d asked Rainbow Dash to help impress somepony, but… I should’ve known it was Rainbow you really wanted: she’s the only pony who’s been around the library more than usual. And I should’ve remembered how Rainbow’s wings went crazy that time Pinkie Pie did her song and dance in Appleloosa. I’m the one who should apologise, Twilight, I should’ve noticed it sooner. I wouldn’t have said what I said if I’d known, not like that.”

Twilight sighed and looked away. “But you’re okay with it, right? I mean, I know you prefer tradition and all.”

Applejack nodded. “I do. And I can’t say I’m totally all right with it, but that ain’t because I think it’s wrong, and I ain’t gonna hold anything against ya. I’m just worried it might cause you problems in the long run, that's all. Aside from that, it ain’t my place to approve or disapprove, and if this is what makes you happy then you shouldn’t let what I think matter, or anypony else. I’m sure if you do run into trouble, you’ll find some way to work it out. As long as you’re happy.” She smiled at the couple.

Twilight blushed. “So you’re not upset about us keeping it from you? All of you?”

The four ponies all shook their heads. Applejack looked to Spike, then to the pair. She smirked, realising the dragon had already been in the know. “No worries, sugarcube. Love ain’t an easy thing to talk about, and it’s even harder if you turn out to be different from what everypony thought you were. You did what you thought was best, can’t fault you for that. Right, girls?” Applejack turned to the rest, who all nodded.

Twilight and Rainbow Dash chuckled, hugging each other closer with their wings. Twilight cleared her throat, speechless. Rainbow Dash wiped away some dirt in her eyes that was most certainly not a tear and no one would ever be able to prove it was. “Thanks, you guys.”

Rarity afforded herself a smirk. “Well, Twilight, I suppose Princess Celestia should be informed sometime soon?”

Twilight took a moment to think, then shook her head. “I think I’d rather tell my parents first, and my brother, and Cadence. Princess Celestia never told me everything, and this is a personal matter that doesn’t concern her, not like before. I’m not obliged to tell her first.”

Rainbow sighed. “Yeah, we haven’t even really been dating yet. We were a little busy trying to figure out what to do, and hide it. Family first.”

No one saw it, but Spike closed his eyes and wiped away a fleck of the same kind of dirt that had been in Rainbow’s eye moments before, and which was, likewise, most certainly not a tear.

“Fair enough.” Rarity turned her gaze to Pinkie Pie, who was now vibrating in place. “Pinkie Pie, what’s wrong with you?”

Pinkie’s face contorted with excitement. “What’s the matter with you ponies? Aren’t you forgetting the most important question?”

Twilight and Rainbow exchanged a glance. “What’s that?”

“When do we get to eat the wedding cake?”

The End

Author's Notes:

Well, that's the end of the ride for this story. This is one of the few things I decided on right from the onset of expanding the idea from the first chapter: that the story should end with everypony admitting they know and they're fine with it. Pinkie Pie always had the last word, but originally the scene was just mostly silence, and no explanation as to how anyone knew. Everyone just smiled quietly until Pinkie Pie interrupted it with "So when's the wedding?" Cue laughs, the end. Problem with that is that it would make for too much of a shock compared to the rest of the story. A little more fluff and silliness was in order, and one final sex scene spliced seamlessly (I hope) with daily life.

There you have it. The story's had a dramatic climax (the enslavement and acceptance), a comedic climax (CoCoCon, so much), and now the logical next step: the narrative climax, or whatever you call it. The 'family first' remark was added quite late, but seemed appropriate. Twilight didn't even know Celestia had a pet phoenix, so obviously there's a big gap in terms of sharing personal information between the two. Twilight's coming to terms with being Celestia's equal in this story, so it's not that big a stretch. I'd feel bad if I wrote a Twilight that tells Celestia she's gay before telling her parents; feels unfair to them. Ditto on Rainbow.

I mostly overload on explaining here because in the past I've gotten some trouble for not explaining some important things. So, while I'm willing to leave it implied and non-canon for the story, my authorial intent is for Scootaloo to have gotten closer to her mother because of the things that have been going on, and her treatment involves probiotics, not (necessarily) pegasus breast milk. It's inspired by an offhanded remark in Grant Morrisson's 'The Invisibles', when a dying woman, after being told she's about to step into an open sewer, replies "It's the sacred Ganges. The microbes are part of the magic." That's the kind of brilliant stuff I like to plagiarise reference. As for Applejack's concern, I'm going to say that mainly affects Rainbow Dash. Rainbow is a very fast, very fit pegasus. If she doesn't have any offspring, the things she's leaving out of the gene pool are pretty big. On the other hand, you could argue that she got fit because she tried and practised hard, so maybe she'd prefer a kid who aspires to be like her by choice, but isn't related by blood, and any adopted child wouldn't be nudged to try and be like her. But that's reader interpretation, and I'll be consistent with my views on the show and say neither of these two points are confirmed canon for the story. You're welcome to draw your own conclusions or make your own stuff up.

All that's left for me to say is a well-deserved thanks to the people who encouraged me and contributed to the story. This is my best-received work yet, clocking in at about a thousand views per uploaded chapter, consistently. Comments have been constructive, even when I overreacted and put up unnecessary warnings. Downvotes mostly came at the time of posting, and are well within reasonable limits for a clopfic (I've looked around, and I consider the first 30 or so to be background noise). Reader feedback was taken into account for some details, especially regarding Scootaloo and the purple magic. And it was fun, at a time when I was feeling down and in a slump.

Edit: slump has been replaced by thesis woes, then usurped by a high, which got beheaded by a low... let's just say things have progressed since writing this story and leave it at that.
Peace be with you, dear reader.

Please don't ask for a sequel.