Twilight span around to face the dream waiter.

"Uh, hi," she said weakly, "could you please show me to a table while I wait for Princess Luna?"

"I shall be delighted to escort madam to her table, but happily madam's patience shall not be strained as the Night Goddess is already here, awaiting the pleasure of your company."

"Huh? Oh, I didn't go straight to bed this time. Okay, thank you. Please lead on - let's not keep the goddess waiting."

The walk to the table was much too short. She needed to explain to Luna what had happened, but she wasn't sure how. Various terrible approaches sprang to mind:

"Hi Luna, tonight was so awesome I decided to do it again."

"Hi Luna, fun fact: once we're done tonight, I'll have slept with you more often than you've slept with me."

"Hi Luna, don't want to spoil this dream for you, but I've seen it before and it is great, particularly the twist at the end when it turns out the Mysterious Balanced Diet was actually you all along."

In no time at all, she found herself approaching Luna's table, with no brilliant plan in mind. Luna looked up innocently from her hooves at Twilight's approach, clearly delighted to see her.

Twilight decided to forgo the stocks this time - she needed to come clean to Luna before any other sort of coming could take place.

"Hi Luna, so sorry to keep you waiting. You look lovely. Before we start, I have a really big confession to make."

"Hello Twilight, thank you," said Luna cheerfully, "What do you have to confess? Ooh let me guess... have you been having an affair with my sister all this time?"

"Uh, no. Why does everyone think that? I mean it's not as if I come running to her whenever she calls, or I'm overly affectionate around her, or obsessed with pleasing- you know what, forget I asked."

"Hehe. Okay, are you not Twilight, but Chrysalis returned again for revenge? Are you planning on feeding on my love for Twilight, to gain even greater power than at the wedding?", Luna leaned back in a dramatically wounded pose.

"Huh? Can changelings even change their shape in dreams? I mean the dream-self must be based on each pony's personality matrix, but a changeling only modifies their morphogenic field to mimic their prey - they leave their personality matrix untouched. That would mean that their natural form in dreams would default to their insectoid form and if they choose to shift, they are unlikely to have sufficient self-awareness to shift to the form of their most recent avatar. They may even have nightmares where they are unable to shift at all, or-"

"I'm going to call that a 'no' then."

"Um, no, I'm not a changeling. And you got me all distracted. What I'm trying to confess is that I created a time travel spell that allows me to undo mistakes made after a 'save'. I modified a spell I found in the Starswirl wing of the Canterlot library. I did it so that I couldn't fail to seduce you."

"Ah - that would have been my third guess. Well that, or you confessing a secret love for animated oranges."

"You don't seem to be taking this very seriously."

"Well," said Luna with a grin, "this isn't the first time this has happened to me, you know. Why do you think Starswirl was playing around with time magic all those years ago? I just seem to have that effect on mages." She struck a seductive pose that made Twilight's heart stop anew. She sat down with a whimper.

"Twilight, how many times did you need to cast that spell in order to break through my defences, identify my weaknesses and trick me into sleeping with you?"

"Uh, once."

One elegant eyebrow was raised in an enquiring arch.

"I accidentally gave myself a black eye before I went to your chambers, and I'd just made a save and it didn't really look very-"

"You unmade the universe in order to heal a bruise?"

"I, I reformed it again - it balances out! And, um, well, it seemed like a good idea at the time..."

Luna laughed. "Twilight, you didn't need a spell to seduce me. And coming to me injured could have been fun - nurse Luna would have taken extra special care of you."

Twilight shivered at the thought of Luna in a nurse's outfit. An extra line got added to her bucket list. She shook her head and recaptured her train of thought.

"Well, um, that was only part of what I'm confessing. You see, I had a really, really bad day tomorrow. And, um, I 'saved' just before bedtime, so, er..."

It took a moment for Luna to realise what Twilight was saying, and then her face dropped in disappointment. "You already know exactly what I have planned tonight? I was hoping to surprise you," Luna sounded sad, "I tried really hard to make something that would be fun for both of us..."

"It was a surprise! It was fun! It was great! But I forgot to resave in the morning and the day just kept getting worse...," Twilight miserably laid out the disaster of her day, from the moment she awoke until she cast the redo spell. "...and then some of them may have overheard my plan to soak the town with the waters of forgetfulness. And..."

Luna composed her face to regal aloofness as the story continued. She sighed when Twilight had finally finished.

"Let us see if We have understood you correctly. You have been planning to seduce us for two years?"

"Yes," said Twilight in a small voice, noticing Luna's lapse back into more formal speech.

"And to that end you created a spell of unheard of power, in order to overcome any obstacle to our seduction?"

"Yes."

"And after taking advantage of our innocence, you acted without discretion, giving the citizens of Canterlot and Ponyville the impression that you had just bedded our sister?"

"Yes."

"And you then corrected them of this misapprehension, at considerable volume, in several public spaces?"

"Yes."

Luna sighed. "And now you've used this spell to ruin all our plans for the night."

"Um, sorry."

Luna sat in silent disapproval for a moment, as still as Twilight's heart. Then her reserve failed her and she couldn't hold back any longer. She broke into giggles which soon became laughter. Twilight felt a little offended by the time the goddess of the night was rolling on the floor, hammering it with her hooves and howling with laughter at her misfortune.

Eventually, Luna rose to her hooves and took some deep breaths. After a couple of tries, she found her voice, "Thank you, Twilight. I haven't laughed like that in centuries."

Luna sighed and took a more serious tone as she continued, "Nevertheless, your actions were foolish and inconsiderate and should not be encouraged. For this you shall be punished."

Twilight felt a mixture of relief and fear - Luna may yet forgive her.

The club backdrop disappeared, leaving only the table. The tan waiter appeared from out of the darkness and gracefully served Luna a cup of tea before retreating. Twilight was turning her head around, back and forth, looking for some indication of her punishment, but Luna merely raised the tea cup to her muzzle and inhaled the aroma with every indicator of pleasure.

Confusion and uncertainty caused Twilight to unconsciously relax. She caught herself and span around, looking for anything suspicious. She was sure that a crop or baton or paddle was hovering behind her, waiting for a moment of weakness to strike, but there was no sign of it.

Luna daintily sipped her tea and sighed with pleasure, before letting the cup return to its saucer. Twilight tensed. Nothing happened. Luna wasn't even looking at her, but rather staring out into the distance, to all appearances lost in thought.

Thinking that Luna was waiting for her surrender, Twilight sighed. Eager to have her punishment done with, she turned her hindquarters to Luna, knelt on her forehooves and raised her tail, presenting herself at her most vulnerable. Humiliated, she closed her eyes and tensed, trying to ignore the heat gathering in her loins.

Nothing happened.

Casting a look over her shoulder, she saw Luna calmly drinking her tea, paying no attention whatsoever to the beautiful mare humiliating herself in front of her. The princess could have been sitting in any tea room in Canterlot, the embodiment of propriety. Twilight, for her part, could not.

"Er, Luna?", she said, waggling her bum a little for emphasis.

Luna didn't respond in any way. Twilight got up and waved a hoof in front of Luna's eyes - the princess waved the hoof away as one would a bothersome fly, but gave no other acknowledgement of her presence. With a cold shiver, Twilight realised she was being ignored. With a sound very much like a whine, she sat herself at Luna's feet, waiting as patiently as she could for Luna to finish her tea.

With every indicator of enjoyment, Luna slowly drank her tea, still staring into the distance. She started to hum a tune to herself, waving a hoof as if conducting a grand orchestra, a gentle smile on her lips. Absorbed in her music, her sips of tea became further and further spaced apart.

Twilight tried to sit still, fixated on the level of tea in the cup. She was desperate for the goddess to notice her distress; each passing moment she was feeling more and more alone in the circle of darkness. It seemed to take forever, every little sip lowering the tea an imperceptible amount. Twilight was almost sure that Luna was sneakily putting tea back into the cup at the same rate she was drinking it.

She started trying to calculate the volume of tea consumed in each sip, in relation to the volume of the cup. From there she could take the average number of sips per minute and calculate how long it would to empty the cup. Her calculations hit a snag when trying to work out the volume of Luna's mouth - her thoughts drifted into other things and became lost. These new thoughts didn't make the waiting any easier.

Finally, finally, Luna's personal symphony was finished and the dregs of the tea leaves were showing at the bottom of the cup. Twilight was sure that there was only one last sip left and her punishment would be over. She was so focussed on the cup of tea that she didn't notice the waiter appear on the other side of Luna until he spoke.

"Would you care for a refill, your highness?"

"Why, thank you, waiter. Another cup of tea would be lovely."

Twilight wailed in despair, and Luna finally deigned to turn and face her with an innocent smile. "Would you like a cup as well, Twilight?"

"Nooo..." Twilight wailed, tears welling in her eyes.

With a more serious look on her face, she gently caressed Twilight's face. "Twilight, you acted thoughtlessly throughout the day, not pausing to think. Taking some time to breathe, to take stock, can lessen your burdens and help you become aware of options that don't involve soaking Ponyville in mystical rivers from Tartarus."

Twilight sighed and hung her head in acquiescence. Luna waited a moment and then spoke again, "You had plenty of opportunity to think whilst I enjoyed my tea. What did you think about?"

"Um, I was trying to calculate how fast you were drinking, and then I remembered what you can fit in your mouth and got distracted."

Luna sighed, but couldn't hide her smile.

"Very well. You sat still patiently enough, so I shall give you two options - either I shall continue to enjoy my tea and you can spend the night developing a plan for your day tomorrow or, if you ask nicely, I shall punish you in a more 'traditional' manner and we can discuss how to handle the coming day together."

Twilight blushed, keenly aware of the heat that flooded to her loins at the thought of 'traditional' punishment. She hesitated.

"Well, Twilight, work or play?"

In a small voice, Twilight whispered, "Play."

"I'm sorry, Twilight, I didn't hear you."

In a louder, more confident voice, she said, "I am sorry, princess. Please punish me."

Luna smiled a warm and happy smile, before embracing Twilight in a hug. She then turned to the waiter and said, "No more tea for the moment, thank you, but please bring a paddle for my friend."

"Of course, ma'am."

Twilight didn't have long to contemplate the coming punishment, before the waiter returned with a large paddle, dotted with a scattering of studs. She shrank to her hooves at the sight, trying to make herself look small.

The waiter was accompanied by a couple of waitresses, carrying between them a strange device of metal poles decorated with straps and buckles. Twilight's attention was dragged from the paddle to the strange device as it was set down before her. Various topologies danced in her mind before she realised it was a restraint designed to hold her fast, with her rump in the air.

Twilight whimpered, but nevertheless stood forward and allowed herself to be strapped in. Facing away from Luna and the table, she could see only darkness. Trembling, she waited.

What shocked her about the slap was how gentle it was. Luna wasn't beating her with the paddle - she was giving her a far softer spanking with her hoof than her mother ever had when Twilight was a filly. Twilight felt a certain embarrassed relief - the paraphernalia had been there for intimidation only. She was barely feeling anything, frustratingly enough. She contemplated asking firmer treatment, but was still a little worried by the prospect of the paddle.

As if reading her mind, Luna's spanking gained in energy, raising yelps from each blow. A warm glow started to form around her bottom, almost pleasurable, in the wake of Luna's hoof. The yelps became moans.

The spanking continued and the warmth grew with Twilight's arousal, but there was a plateau - the stimulation could not be enough to push her over the edge. After a time, the spanking stopped, leaving her in a strange state, pleased but not truly satisfied.

"Well, Twilight," said Luna, not in the least out of breath, "you are punished and so forgiven. I really should release you from the frame, but, well, you do look delicious like that..."

Twilight, breathing harder than her mistress, could barely form a question in her mind before she felt a tongue run tickling across her glowing rump, cold against the warmth. The tongue traced a seemingly random path across her buttocks until it finally reached her dripping slit, making Twilight shout out.

Twilight's heightened sensitivity and inability to shy away from the intense feelings Luna was causing made Luna's job easy. Twilight tried to hold out, but it was futile - the tongue knew the depths it was exploring well, each contortion touching one bundle of nerves after another. Overwhelmed, Twilight came, a powerful orgasm rocketing through her body.

By the time Twilight returned to her senses, the frame was gone. By the time her breathing slowed enough for her to talk, she had forgotten that it had existed.

"Forgive me?"

"You're forgiven. Now lets talk. Over tea."

Twilight turned to see that the table now had two normal place settings, plush cushions at each - a lavender one for her, a cushion of the deepest blue for Luna. A full tea service was laid out on the table and Luna generously poured then both a cup.

Twilight tried sitting somewhat gingerly on the cloud-soft cushion, and then elected to stand. She gratefully took the cup offered to her and added a few lumps of sugar.

Luna waited until they both had sipped at the tea and Twilight had relaxed before starting.

"Twilight, despite appearances, all that went wrong tomorrow seems to be traceable to only one major problem - the rumours of you bedding my sister.

"Now, while you were calculating the volume of a tea cup, I was thinking of ways to handle that little problem. I have a plan I think you'll like - we can sort out the rumours and have some fun with your gossiping neighbours at the same time."

The two mares drank tea and discussed the situation. A quick break from the table allowed Luna to teach Twilight a shadow magic spell - a discipline Princess Celestia had never taught her. As ever, Twilight only needed to see the spell performed once to be able to master it, but she still barraged Luna with questions about this new magic. She only relented when Luna promised her lessons at a later date.

Two cups of tea later, Twilight was actually looking forward to the coming day.

"Thanks Luna - I was feeling a bit lost and off-balance, but I think things are looking much better now."

Luna smiled, "You are very welcome Twilight; it was good to exercise my rusty pranking skills."

"Now, *ahem*, 'How can I ever thank you?'"

"Hmm?"

"Luna, you haven't had much fun tonight. Let's do something that'll be fun for you before we wake."

"Did you have something in mind?"

"'Sweet Trouble' didn't quite go as you had planned last tonight. So, if you want to, you can call up the factory again, we can do a very abbreviated tour and then Slightly Bonkers can take advantage of my youthful innocence and fuck my brains out."

Luna barked out a staccato of surprised laughter before banishing tea and table with unseemly haste. She stole a quick and eager kiss from Twilight's lips before she too was gone.

Twilight trotted towards a distant light which rushed to meet her. She soon found herself on the Sweet Trouble road leading to the Bonkers' factory. She yanked the bell pull at the gate with vigour and waited for the proprietor to show.

The bell pull was still tolling up and down when the doors opened and the Bonkers trotted out to meet her - he was not accompanied by workers this time. Twilight was blushing as she drank in his athletic form, midnight blue coat and black mane. He made short work of opening the gates.

"Master Bonkers!" Twilight said, "It was so kind of you to invite me to tour your 'factory'. I hear your output is quite prodigious - I simply can't wait to have a taste!"

A slightly stunned Bonkers blinked at the double entendres before rushing to close the gates behind Twilight. He didn't bother with the locks and just kicked it vaguely closed; he was conscious of Twilight eyeing his lean, muscular form lustfully as he did so.

When he turned to lead the mare into his trap, he found her walking some way ahead of him, swaying her hips and flicking her tail shamelessly. Her obviously burning desires quickly ignited his own and he felt his body react naturally. Slightly Bonkers picked up his pace, but lagged behind a little to enjoy the view.

Twilight did not remember the full layout of the factory. She was briefly worried that she would have to fall back and let Bonkers lead her to the settling room, until she noticed brightly lit signs with cheerful arrows pointing out the way. They had not been there before - she was not the only eager player here, it seemed.

The sweet aroma of the chocolate, carrying with it the hint of summer flowers, wafted through the air, guiding her in and letting her know that she was close.

She trotted happily to the settling room, her marehood now dripping with arousal. She welcomed the sight of the chocolate river and flower-filled meadow with a grin and trotted down to greet them, throwing a quick seductive glance over her shoulder to ensure that her partner was still there and interested. From what she could see, he certainly was.

"So, Master Bonkers, I hear that these chocolate-infused flowers are absolutely delicious. Could you recommend any for me to try?"

"Oh! Of course, my dear. Here, let's start with one of these," with that he picked a familiar crimson carnation with his teeth. Before he could even offer it to Twilight, she leaned in and started eating it from his mouth, very sloppily. Licking and kissing his muzzle as much as the flower, she soon finished off the treat, but that didn't stop the kisses. Embarrassed, the stallion backed off reluctantly.

"Well, now. It seems as though you enjoyed that one. How about a pitcher plant to help it down? I should warn you that it has aphrodisiacal properties."

Twilight looked at him with wide, innocent eyes, "Afro-dizzy-ack-al? What on Equestria does that mean? Oh, don't tell me - let me drink it and we'll see if I can guess."

He very carefully snapped the stem of a pitcher plant growing in a nook near the stream bed and turn to the mare. Twilight rolled onto her back in front of the stallion, mouth open wide and begging with her eyes. Slightly swallowed and then obligingly poured the contents of the pitcher into Twilight's waiting mouth.

The fluid from the pitcher flowed like honey and tasted just as sweet; honeysuckle, thought Twilight as she gulped it down eagerly. Slightly's aim was not perfect and great loops of sticky fluid were deposited on Twilight's muzzle and neck. Once the plant was dry he tossed it to one side and started licking up the strands of sweet nectar that had missed their target.

Twilight giggled happily and wrapped a limb around his neck holding his head close. True to the warning, she found the growing heat in her loins was intensified by the honey. From her vantage point Twilight could see that it was also having an effect on her companion. She could just reach out with a rear hoof and touch his stallionhood and caress it. This was a mistake as the still skittish stallion pulled out of her grip and backed away. Twilight was hurt.

"I'm sorry, my dear. While I share your eagerness, I have a, 'condition'."

Twilight's mouth and eyes opened wide with distress.

"Oh no, nothing like that. It is just that *ahem* Slightly Bonkers cannot perform unless his partner is helpless. Childhood trauma, don't you know. Hmm. A most expedient solution is at hand - merely eat one of those large flowers on the banks - the ones the same delightful shade of purple as your eyes."

"Ooh, what does it do? Paralysis? Mind control?" Unable to resist the tidal wave of heat that was flowing from her stomach and all through her body, she leapt on one of the flowers before Bonkers could respond. It tasted as good as the others, but she could detect no side effect. She quickly ate another.

"Didn't work," was as eloquent as Twilight could manage in her state as she turned an accusatory glare at Bonkers.

"On the contrary, my dear, it worked perfectly. That flower is a security feature - it triggers the guard grasses. Try to turn to face me."

Twilight tried to turn to Slightly, but found that her hooves wouldn't budge. Looking down, she saw them wrapped in long grasses going up to her knees. A brief struggle showed that she could not pull free. An even briefer attempt to bring magic to bear reminded her that she had eaten an enchanted red carnation - she could not concentrate on the task over the intensity of the waves of pleasure threatening to overwhelm her as tendrils of magic caressed her horn.

She decided instead to moan and struggle some more in the hopes that the stallion would get the hint.

"Ha ha! You cannot escape now, filly! Slightly Bonkers wins again!"

Twilight would have rolled her eyes at his overly-dramatic nonsense if it didn't imply that her burning needs were soon to be quenched. Sure enough she heard the stallion positioning himself behind her, sniffing at her musk. She then felt an incredibly wonderful weight on her haunches. Twilight moaned with need.

Slightly thrust his hips forward with perfect accuracy bringing a cry of joy to both their lips. This was Twilight's first time with a stallion, but prior personal experimentation meant that the act brought no pain. Slightly's engorged member filled her in a way she hadn't experienced before and she delighted in the feeling.

Slightly's penis slid deep into Twilight's pussy, amply lubricated by her need. She gripped tightly, not wanting for it to leave, but he pulled back until it was nearly all the way out. Twilight whined.

With an earth stallion's strength, Bonkers thrust forward, driving his member even deeper into Twilight's welcoming body. He soon found a steady, hard, rhythm of back and forth, each thrust driving him deeper into Twilight until his thighs were banging into her rump. Twilight was groaning with pleasure. Normally she would have been driven forward by the thrusts, but the grasses were strong and held her tight.

Twilight felt the pressure rising, the building up beyond her control. "Faster!" she gasped, and Slightly obliged. Twilight shouted "Yes! Yes! Yes!" in time with the thrusts as Slightly pulled almost all the way and then drove in until their hips met.

Slightly then reached forward and bit down on the base of her neck. Twilight practically howled with joy as a powerful orgasm took her. The pleasure ramped again as she felt Slightly tense in orgasm and then pump is load into her, seeming to take a blissful eternity. Job done, his hips stopped trembling and he collapsed all his weight on her. They stood coupled for a time before Slightly pulled away.

The grasses, no longer desired, fell away from Twilight's legs. She turned to hug and nuzzle Slightly, still panting for breath.

"Thank you, sir. I needed that."

"Happy to be of service, madam."

Slightly shimmered and soon Princess Luna was standing where the stallion had been. She nuzzled Twilight's neck in reciprocation, enjoying the intimate contact and post-coital glow. Eventually, Luna spoke.

"So what happened the first time through? I certainly planned to do just this, although with a bit more of a build up."

"I ended up leading a toffee golem revolt against your marshmallow horde, in protest of your using my horn for keeping donuts fresh."

"Ha! That does sound like something I'd come up with on the fly. What went wrong?"

"You suddenly realised that you weren't sure if I would welcome a stallion's advances. That's why I dropped a few subtle hints this time around that I really was interested. Same thing happened back at the table just now - you got me where you wanted and then realised that we hadn't discussed preferences and backed off."

"How do you mean?"

"You just brought out that big, scary, paddle and then realised that we haven't discussed, uh, corporal punishment. So you switched to something gentler."

Luna sighed. "That's true - I got ahead of myself and then saw that you weren't enjoying it."

"Well, thank you. I understand that some people enjoy that stuff, but I've never tried it. It's not that I don't trust you, but, well, not yet please."

Luna kissed Twilight on the lips and draped a wing across her back. "Of course. I'm still going to try and keep you off-balance, though. It's been far too long since I last had a playmate and I want to make the most of it."

"I'm looking forward to it. Of course, next time is my turn!" Twilight laughed maniacally.

"I'm suddenly regretting my comments on animated oranges."

"Just the comments on oranges? Oh, you'll regret far more than that when you are at my mercy."

They laughed, and then in more serious tones set some sensible basic boundaries for play, and agreed on a few likes and dislikes. Eventually, Luna yawned.

"It's getting early - I need some true sleep and you need to wake up, make a save and try out our little plan. Have a good day."

Luna leaned forward and kissed Twilight's eyes closed. Everything faded away.