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Now by his request he has come with her back to Equestria. At least he was nice enough to give her a present... Now why can't she even think to hesitate at his commands, regardless of what they are?
(Clopfic: Commissioned by Luna 117, contains Mind Control, exhibitionism, public humiliation, sexual slavery, domination, and more. If you don't like then please ignore.)","writing":"James smiles to himself as he walks the halls with Twilight, headed for her room with its own private bath. He can still see trickles of his cum running down the backs of her legs leaving little droplets with every other hoofstep of her back legs. And in the back of his mind he muses that among all his wrongs in life he never expected that fucking a horse would be one of them till recently. Not that he minds in the slightest, as small as she is he gets she's still going to be a tight fit on his dick.\n\nLooking over her shoulder Twilight asks, “So how are you feeling?”\n\n“Oddly at home,” he replies sincerely. “There's something invigorating about this place…”\n\nShe looks around the castle, “Yeah I suppose there aren't many sights like this in the human world. You like crystals?”\n\n“They have their distinct beauty, and charm,” he replies, running his fingertips over the wall. “So many possibilities for elements people may call mundane to shine into something all can love… There's a very distinct satisfaction there.”\n\nTwilight perks up at that, and smiles in appreciation. “So very true. I tried talking about it with Rarity once, but I think I nearly bored her to tears as we toured the periodic table.”\n\nHe gives a crooked grin, “Myself as well perhaps. I was an art teacher, not a science teacher. But I suppose I dabble in a few different subjects.”\n\nTwilight asks, “Oh? Like what?”\n\n“Oh basically anything with some flare to it,” he replies. “Cinematography, drama, magic…”\n\nHer ears stand on end, and she smiles wider, “You know how to use magic?”\n\n“Not like you,” he ammends. “To humans Magic is showmanship, mind tricks, and so forth. Slight of hand, secret pouches, nothing too impressive like that mirror back there.” He looks over his shoulder with a sigh, and a look of longing.\n\nNormally Twilight might think twice about this, but the stylish collar around her neck leaves her with no inhibition, no hesitation of any sort. So she says, “Well if you like I can teach you a few things about magic here, if you're interested I mean.”\n\nHe beams at her, and kneels to hug her, “Thank you very much, Twilight.” Then he puts a soft kiss on her lips. Oh the things he can get away with here…\n\n-----\n\nSpike is not happy.\n\nThat James guy came home with them last night out of the blue, and now he can't find her anywhere. She didn't show up for breakfast, lunch is coming up, yet not hide or hair of her is to be found anyplace. The same with her new “friend” as well which essentially cements the idea in his head that something bad has happened.\n\nSo he's very surprised to find James wandering the halls alone later, the human looking more than a bit lost. Then James smiles as he spots the tiny dragon. “Ah, Spike right? I'm sorry, I seem to have gotten turned around while looking for a bathroom. Is there a directory of something around here that I missed?”\n\n“Well… No, but I keep telling Twilight we oughta have one,” Spike replies, mentally adding maybe a few dozen guards would be nice as well. \n\nJames nods, and looks around, “Yes, there ought to be guards as well. I mean she preaches the kindness of ponies, and their friendship however she is a Princess. It's just common sense.” He smiles down at the dragon, “Maybe she just counts on you to protect her that well?”\n\nSpike feels a bit of pride swell in his chest, but quickly smothers it. Narrowing his eyes he points a claw at James, “Alright buddy, what are you up to exactly?”\n\nJames blinks, “Pardon?”\n\n“Don't play stupid, you did something to Twilight,” Spike says with a slight growl in his voice. “Last night… Twilight would never have done that with a complete stranger! And then she brings you here? She's never brought a human to this world, ever! You messed with her head somehow. Was it a drug? Hypnotism?”\n\nJames is quiet for a few seconds, and then grins a bit wider. “Perceptive, I suppose that's why you're her number one assistant.”\n\n“So you admit it?!” Spike bares his fangs, and flexes his claws, “Tell me what you did right now!!!”\n\nJames sighs softly through his nose, “Nothing drastic Spike, I promise she's in no danger. The collar I gave her is magical, a simple spell to remove mental inhibitions, that's all.”\n\nSpike blinks, and relaxes a bit, “Magic? I thought humans didn't have magic.”\n\n“True magic in the human world is rare,” he replies. “So much so it's considered myth. But with a certain amount of influence you would be surprised what you can get your hands on. Anyhow the collar only suppresses those little niggling thoughts that would stop you from acting out, sort of suppresses your common sense I suppose. Everything she did is her acting on how she really feels. She wouldn't have done any of it if she didn't want it on some level of her psyche.”\n\nSpike frowns again, “That still sounds an awful lot like mind control.”\n\nJames shrugs, looking thoughtfully at the young dragon. “Well… There's nothing stopping her from taking it off. Why don't we go find her, and see how that plays out?”\n\nSpike hesitates while furrowing his eyebrows, there's no way it's just that easy. “What happens if she does?”\n\n“Well then she's capable of the hesitation again,” he replies. “She’ll stop acting on impulse. Then we can see how she feels about all this.”\n\nSpike is starting to get a bad feeling about this, but with no better option he nods his agreement before the two of them set out to find Twilight.\n\nFive minutes later they find her munching on a daisy sandwich in her study. Spike smiles when he notes that she isn't wearing the collar, and that it sits on a table nearby. He runs over, and hugs her around the neck, “Twilight!”\n\nShe jumps a little, her wings lifting in surprise before she smiles down at him. Putting a foreleg around him in her own hug she says, “Spike, hey, what's up?” Then she looks up, and spots James in the doorway. She blushes a bit, and gives a slightly awkward smile as her tail lifts just the slightest bit. “Ah… Hey James. I was wanting to talk to you a bit about your present… It's just a little tight so I don't think I'll wear it all the time. I do like wearing it though! It makes me feel good if that makes any sense.”\n\n“Probably another enchantment,” Spike mutters, shooting James a dirty look.\n\nTwilight frowns, “Huh? Enchantment?”\n\nSpike nods, “Yeah! There's a spell on that thing! He said so!”\n\nTwilight blinks, and looks back up to James, “Is this true…?”\n\nJames walks over, and picks up the collar. “Just an inhibition dampener, something to free you from second thoughts. Sadly trinkets like these are why I lost my teaching position.”\n\nTwilight stands, and frowns at him with a hard stare. “...Yeah. I can see why.”\n\nHe blinks at her, and sighs as he bows his head softly. “So you're like the others too, quick to blame me for it all.”\n\nTwilight stiffens, and points at him, “Well why wouldn't I?! You forced me to-!”\n\n“Do nothing,” he cuts her off with a sudden hard edge to his tone that makes her take a step back. “This collar isn't any sort of compulsion charm! Everything you did wearing it was entirely your choice. Here, put it one and I'll prove it!”\n\nTwilight looks uncertain, but Spike snaps, “No! If you want to use anyone as a test subject I'll do it, you've messed with her head enough!”\n\nTwilight looks down at him, “Spike…”\n\n“Fine,” James tosses it to him. “Then you'll see exactly what I mean.”\n\nSpike frowns scornfully at him as he puts the collar on. Then his look of rage darkens, and no one is prepared for when he suddenly launches himself at James, knocking the wind out of him with a headbutt to the gut. As James goes down with Spike on him the little dragon curls his claws, and starts slashing into him. James shouts in panic, and raises his arms to defend himself, only to have Spike bury his fangs into James’ right forearm.\n\n“Spike stop!” Twilight looks beside herself in worry, especially when she sees James start bleeding on the floor.\n\nThe little dragon jumps off with a glare, and says, “Next time you mess with my mommy I'm going for the throat!”\n\nTwilight is shocked speechless, her jaw hanging open, and her wings flared. She's never seen Spike like this before, not even when facing Garble during the Gauntlet of Fire, or facing Timberwolves to save Applejack. Reaching out with her magic she quickly undoes the collar, and yanks it off her little assistant.\n\nReason quickly returns to Spike’s eyes, and he covers his mouth before spitting out blood. “Oh no! What… What did I just do?!”\n\nJames is cringing as he grips his arm to put pressure on the small wound, ignoring the shallow cuts on his chest. Teeth grit he says, “You did exactly what you wanted Spike, you just didn't have any desire to think twice about it. That's all that collar does, it stops you from holding yourself back.”\n\n“I… I…” Spike looks between Twilight, and James, completely unsure if he should be sorry or not for what he did. “It… I… It was out of my control Twilight, you know I'd never… but I did…”\n\nJames sighs, “Don't bother being sorry, guess I had that one coming. Should have known better than to give it to someone who wanted me to pay for fooling around with his mother.”\n\nBoth Spike, and Twilight blush at that. Spike distracts himself by running for the nearest first aid kit which is in a supply closet out in the hall. Twilight takes a seat by James as she inspects the collar quietly. When Spike returns she sets about bandaging James as best she can, and then asks, “So… What happened? With your teaching career I mean.”\n\nJames gives a soft smile, and shrugs gently. “Magic has always been a fascination of mine. When I was a student I loved to research what I could on it. It gave me a great imagination which I put towards my art, which eventually lead to my teaching career. Then as a teacher I kept researching in my spare time until I discovered how to make it work.\n\n“I didn't use collars, or chokers back then. I enchanted bracelets, and the like. I thought that it would help my students express themselves more in their work… Until one day I gave a bracelet to a young lady, and the first thing she did was kiss me. I'm lucky we were alone, but then it started happening more and more often.”\n\nHe pauses with a frown at the floor, “A Teacher's Aid by the name of Blueblood found out about it though. He took it, and started taking greater liberties with it until he was caught. By then he had convinced nearly every student I ever loaned it to that I had given it to him. The school was skeptical about any claims of magic, but the important part was myself having intimate relations with students… I was discredited, and fired after that.”\n\nTwilight, and Spike share a look. They know plenty about the Blueblood of their world from Rarity’s retelling of their first trip to the Grand Galloping Gala, and so they don't see any reason to doubt his story. Then Twilight asks, “So why did you give this choker to me?”\n\nHe smiles a bit, “I was curious to see just what kind of girl would just walk up to a man in a setting like a B List horror novel.”\n\nShe blushes a bit, and scratches the back of her head with a hoof. “Well… You were just the first interesting thing I found last night… I… um…”\n\nHe continues, “Even more curiously is why you would want me to have sex with you out in the open like that. I think Spike just proved if you didn't then I wouldn't have been able to.”\n\nShe freezes stiff as a statue, and swallows hard. She looks around as she bites her lower lip until he raises the choker. She looks from it to him and back with a frown before he says, “If it will help get your thoughts out in the open. Doubts cloud the mind after all.”\n\nTwilight stares at it, and then looks to the side, “I… No. I don't think I'm ready to say just yet.”\n\nSpike looks between them, and then at the choker. “So… Wearing that thing takes away your hesitations. Does that mean you can't lie with it on either?”\n\nJames considers, “Well… I suppose even if you knew what it did then yes. It would just dampen any reservations you had about revealing the truth. Why?”\n\nSpike twiddled his claws, “Well… Because if that's the case there's something I need to know, and I might need to borrow that to figure it out. I mean, I know it's not right, but I don't see how I'd get the full truth otherwise.” He glances up at Twilight who returns with a confused look. “...Rarity,” he explains hesitantly, and she gives a look of understanding.\n\nJames tilts his head softly, “Well then… I suppose I can't exactly say no, if it's important enough you would ask the favor of me of all people. Tell me about this Rarity, and let's come up with a plan.”\n\n-----\n\nAn hour or two later Twilight is pacing the study while Names watches. She has her head bowed, and sighs softly. “I don't like this, I know Applejack would certainly scold all of us for being so underhoofed with Rarity.”\n\nJames says, “It's the only way he will know without a shadow of a doubt. I barely know him, and even I could tell it was eating away at him. Best case is great, worst case is he's crushed by his crush. It happens to the best of us.”\n\n“I know,” she mutters. \n\nJames grins, “That mother comment really getting to you?”\n\nShe stops pacing, and looks over at him with an expression of mild helplessness. “I don't know James. I mean I hatched him, raised him, and yeah I've mothered him his whole life. He just… He's never said it before. I honestly don't know what to make of my emotions right now…”\n\nJames chuckles, “Well if it's any encouragement, for him to defend you as he did you must be an excellent mother.”\n\nShe smiles a teeny bit, and goes back to pacing, though a bit less anxiously. Then her ears perk up as she hears hoofsteps in the hall. She turns, facing the door just as it opens to allow in the ivory unicorn accompanied by Spike.\n\nRarity smiles as she spots James. “Ah so this is what a human looks like. Good morning sir, my name is Rarity!”\n\n“James,” he replies as he extends a hand to her. She places her hoof in it, and they shake before she hops onto the fancy couch next to him. \n\nBatting her eyelashes a bit Rarity says, “So Spike tells me you're quite the artist, a teacher for it even, and you wanted to make a sketch of yours truly?”\n\nHe nods, and produces the choker. “Indeed, you see there's a popular romance movie in my world called Titanic. In it there's a scene where a woman falls for an artist who had just been to France, where women had allowed him to sketch them without clothing. It's an iconic scene, and one I felt was worth recreating in this world since as far as I can tell none of you wear clothes anyways.”\n\nRarity sighs dramatically, “Oh unfortunately nopony can afford to look fabulous all the time. We all walk about as nature made us to preserve the clothing we have… And why me instead of Twilight might I ask?”\n\n“Spike said you of all his friends would appreciate the sketch the most,” James replies. “Was he wrong?”\n\n“Hardly,” she says with a nonchalant wave of her hoof. “I too am an artist, though my medium is fashion.”\n\nHe grins, and offers her the choker, “Here, in the scene she was wearing a priceless necklace. This one is very precious to me.”\n\nRarity takes it in her magic, and turns it over slowly in the air before her. “Hm, not badly crafted. Is that… black ivory?”\n\n“Good eye,” he says with a nod. “It took me forever to make properly.”\n\nRarity just smiles, and slowly slips the choker on. “Hm… A bit snug Darling. Doesn't quite put the ‘choke’ in choker however. How long will this take do you think?”\n\n“Not too long,” he says, and looks around. “Huh… Twilight did you see where I put my sketchbook?”\n\nShe shakes her head, and says, “I'll help you look for it. Spike will you help Rarity set up for the sketch?”\n\n“Sure,” he replies with a bit of a nervous laugh, and a few seconds later he's alone with the mare of his dreams.\n\nRarity looks over the couch, “Hm… A few pillows would help for posing.”\n\n“Rarity,” Spike taps the tips of his index fingers together as he looks down. “Can I ask you something please?”\n\n“Of course Spikey-wikey,” she coos softly, and lies down with her forehooves crossed at the ankles. “You can always ask me anything.”\n\nHe looks to the side, away from her. “You… You know how I feel about you, right?”\n\nShe nods, “I've known for a while Darling, I thought that was apparent after that dreadful incident where you grew larger than most of Ponyville.”\n\n“Heh, yeah that was a bad day for everyone,” he says with a chuckle to lighten the mood as he scratches the back of his head. “So… How do you feel about me?”\n\nShe sighs softly as she lays her head on her hooves. “Honestly if you were a pony we might already be an item, possibly engaged if you were daring enough to propose I suppose.”\n\nSpike jerks upright, and turns to face her with wonder, “Really?”\n\n“Of course,” she replies simply. “You're the sweetest male of any species I have ever known in my life. I've known ever since Twilight joined our group of friends that one day you would make someone a happy bride.”\n\nSpike looks taken aback, and holds his arms out to his side, a look of sad confusion on his face. “All this time? Why didn't you say anything?”\n\n“Darling, it just wouldn't have been proper,” she replies evenly. “It might be a bit snobbish of me, but you know how important image is to me. How in the world would my dream of being a world-reknowned fashionista take off if everypony knew I had feelings for a dragon? I'd be a laughingstock, everypony would boycott me, and my fillyhood dreams would be trampled before they even began.”\n\nHe droops a bit, “That makes sense… So… Me being me has nothing to do with how you feel?”\n\n“If you mean young, or a dragon then no,” she replies. “I don't mind that you're a dragon Spikey-wikey, not in the slightest. You're nothing like the brutes everypony is familiar with. And your age? Twilight hatched you as a filly, yes? Hatching you was part of what gave her a Cutie Mark. Then she can't be that much older than you in Pony years at least, which puts us roughly in an acceptable age group.”\n\nHe smiles a bit, “I… I understand. Thank you Rarity, I… I needed to hear that.”\n\nShe leans over, and puts a soft kiss on his nose, and bats her eyelashes in a way that makes him feel like melting butter. “You're welcome Spike. I've had that on my chest a while, but I just couldn't find the nerve to pull you aside for this talk.”\n\nHe looks down, and then up at her, “Does this change anything between us?”\n\nShe thinks, “Well, not if we don't want it too. I’m open to a bit more affection in our relationship.”\n\nHe smiles brightly, “Th-then can I kiss you?!”\n\n“Certainly,” she replies, leaning in with her head tilted so he can kiss her cheek. But he takes her face in his claws softly, and turns her head to kiss her right on the lips, much to her surprise. Now it's her turn to melt like butter as she leans into the kiss with a soft moan, her tail swishing softly behind her.\n\nFrom the hallways Twilight, and James watch them through one of Twilight’s spells that effectively turns the wall into a one way mirror. From the inside of the room nothing would look out of place, but in the hall a window of magic allows them to watch.\n\nTwilight blinks slowly, “Wow… I… I had no idea… Poor them.”\n\nJames rubs the back of her neck with a reassuring smile. “Don't worry Twilight, now they know. And they can even work out what to do with their futures after that collar comes off.” His hand goes down her back to between her shoulders, rubbing her softly between the wings. They subtly stiffen as Twilight can't take her eyes off the scene in her study. So James takes the chance to take his hand a little further back, and rub her rump dangerously close to her tail, which rises on instinct in response.\n\nTwilight blushes, and turns her head to him before hissing under her breath, “What are you doing?!”\n\n“Expressing some affections of my own,” he replies, and two of his fingers dip down to her quickly moistening cunny. Twilight's tail flags higher on contact, and she trembles slightly. She spreads all her legs to keep her upright, her mind tripping over itself to find a reason to refuse him. Such thoughts vanish though as he slips two fingers into her, wiggling them alternately.\n\nShe whimpers a bit, her wings raising high in arousal as she stares through her spell at the kissing couple, all the while being fingered by James who is still as good as a stranger to her. The thought only makes her insides quiver.\n\nThen James takes his free hand, and opens the front of his pants to take out his dick. When he pulls his fingers out of Twilight she looks back at him, but then with his clean hand he grips her softly by the neck, lining his member up with her pussy. She gasps softly, and then closes her eyes as she fidgets, feeling him pushing his dick up inside her.\n\nJames smiles at how she is practically putty in his hands, and even tighter in this body around his cock than she had been as a human. So holding her neck with his left hand he uses his free hand to grip her hind right leg, lifting it high off the floor as he starts to thrust his hips into her.\n\nTwilight pants in time with his thrusts. Softly at first, but then with growing intensity. Here she is, spying on her own assistant kissing the mare of his dreams while being fucked by a male not even of her own species. It's so wrong on so many levels so why does she enjoy it so much? There's little she can do to ponder that as she's taken in the hallway, her tongue starting to hang out as her eyes roll upwards. Especially when he reaches around her leg to torment her clit with his fingers, making her grow even tighter around his cock.\n\n“J-J-James,” she whimpers softly, and her tail reaches around behind her to wrap around his waist as their hips slap together repeatedly. But he doesn't offer any reply, he simply smiles as he groans with pleasure, watching bliss slowly get gradually overtake her features.\n\nFor how long they're like that neither of them are sure. But when Twilight looks through the spell again she sees Rarity lying on her side with a happy smile as Spike rubs his hands over her. Starting from her shoulder, and slowly working his way back towards her plot. She looks back when she feels his hand rubbing at the base of her tail which gives her a sultry smile.\n\n“My my Spike, you really want Twilight, and Names to return to find us so intimate?”\n\nHis hand pauses on her Cutie Mark, and a drop of sweat goes down the side of his head as he looks over at her face, “Oh… Right… I hadn't thought of that.”\n\nShe giggles, “Not that I don't enjoy the attention, but I've always had a little bit of a fantasy for when my lover, and I are alone. If you wouldn't mind indulging me?” She bats her eyelashes at him as her curly tail swishes softly.\n\nHe has a bit of a goofy grin as he squeezes her rump gently. “Anything for you Rarity…” Then he hugs her around the neck only to get another steamy make out with tongues. Spike could die happy as Rarity puts a hoof around his middle, and holds him close under her as their chests press together.\n\nOut in the hall James has a hand over Twilight's muzzle to muffle her moans since he grew weary that her vocalizations would draw attention from inside the room. Not that he needed to have worried, the two inside are so wrapped up in one another that Balefire Bombs could be dropping outside, and they wouldn't have cared.\n\nJames grunts, and leans in to whisper in Twilight's ear, “I'm getting close Twilight… Can I finish inside?”\n\nShe looks back at him with wide eyes. A few thoughts quickly flash through her head. First is a worry about children till she remembers they're of different species, then the worry of cleanup. If he finishes outside there might be some evidence left over that might spill the beans on the two of them. So with a bit of a mortified expression she folds her ears flat against her head as she nods mutely. No sooner does she do so that his pace picks up, and her wings flare as he bends over her, pounding her mercilessly. Her eyes roll back as she moans into his hand until…\n\nA flood of warmth fills her, and not just from his semen. The knot that had building in her gut finally snaps, and a flood of her own arousal is freed, dripping from their bodies’ union. She pants heavily through her nose as her tail drops, and her knees feel almost made of jelly. As he pulls out she is aware of him using her tail to clean off his length, then catch a few drops of what fell on the floor.\n\n“Why don't you go clean up,” he says gently. “I'll handle things here.”\n\nShe nods mutely for a second time, and slowly starts walking off, dropping the spell she had put on the wall. James watches her go with a smile as he fixes his pants. He's dealt with enough women he now knows he has Twilight figured out, wrapped around his little finger with just one more soft push. But for another time, for now he has a pretense to maintain.\n\nSo after she rounds a corner in the hall he heads off to find his notepad, and drawing utensils.\n","writing_bbcode_parsed":"James smiles to himself as he walks the halls with Twilight, headed for her room with its own private bath. He can still see trickles of his cum running down the backs of her legs leaving little droplets with every other hoofstep of her back legs. And in the back of his mind he muses that among all his wrongs in life he never expected that fucking a horse would be one of them till recently. Not that he minds in the slightest, as small as she is he gets she's still going to be a tight fit on his dick.
Looking over her shoulder Twilight asks, “So how are you feeling?”
“Oddly at home,” he replies sincerely. “There's something invigorating about this place…”
She looks around the castle, “Yeah I suppose there aren't many sights like this in the human world. You like crystals?”
“They have their distinct beauty, and charm,” he replies, running his fingertips over the wall. “So many possibilities for elements people may call mundane to shine into something all can love… There's a very distinct satisfaction there.”
Twilight perks up at that, and smiles in appreciation. “So very true. I tried talking about it with Rarity once, but I think I nearly bored her to tears as we toured the periodic table.”
He gives a crooked grin, “Myself as well perhaps. I was an art teacher, not a science teacher. But I suppose I dabble in a few different subjects.”
Twilight asks, “Oh? Like what?”
“Oh basically anything with some flare to it,” he replies. “Cinematography, drama, magic…”
Her ears stand on end, and she smiles wider, “You know how to use magic?”
“Not like you,” he ammends. “To humans Magic is showmanship, mind tricks, and so forth. Slight of hand, secret pouches, nothing too impressive like that mirror back there.” He looks over his shoulder with a sigh, and a look of longing.
Normally Twilight might think twice about this, but the stylish collar around her neck leaves her with no inhibition, no hesitation of any sort. So she says, “Well if you like I can teach you a few things about magic here, if you're interested I mean.”
He beams at her, and kneels to hug her, “Thank you very much, Twilight.” Then he puts a soft kiss on her lips. Oh the things he can get away with here…
-----
Spike is not happy.
That James guy came home with them last night out of the blue, and now he can't find her anywhere. She didn't show up for breakfast, lunch is coming up, yet not hide or hair of her is to be found anyplace. The same with her new “friend” as well which essentially cements the idea in his head that something bad has happened.
So he's very surprised to find James wandering the halls alone later, the human looking more than a bit lost. Then James smiles as he spots the tiny dragon. “Ah, Spike right? I'm sorry, I seem to have gotten turned around while looking for a bathroom. Is there a directory of something around here that I missed?”
“Well… No, but I keep telling Twilight we oughta have one,” Spike replies, mentally adding maybe a few dozen guards would be nice as well.
James nods, and looks around, “Yes, there ought to be guards as well. I mean she preaches the kindness of ponies, and their friendship however she is a Princess. It's just common sense.” He smiles down at the dragon, “Maybe she just counts on you to protect her that well?”
Spike feels a bit of pride swell in his chest, but quickly smothers it. Narrowing his eyes he points a claw at James, “Alright buddy, what are you up to exactly?”
James blinks, “Pardon?”
“Don't play stupid, you did something to Twilight,” Spike says with a slight growl in his voice. “Last night… Twilight would never have done that with a complete stranger! And then she brings you here? She's never brought a human to this world, ever! You messed with her head somehow. Was it a drug? Hypnotism?”
James is quiet for a few seconds, and then grins a bit wider. “Perceptive, I suppose that's why you're her number one assistant.”
“So you admit it?!” Spike bares his fangs, and flexes his claws, “Tell me what you did right now!!!”
James sighs softly through his nose, “Nothing drastic Spike, I promise she's in no danger. The collar I gave her is magical, a simple spell to remove mental inhibitions, that's all.”
Spike blinks, and relaxes a bit, “Magic? I thought humans didn't have magic.”
“True magic in the human world is rare,” he replies. “So much so it's considered myth. But with a certain amount of influence you would be surprised what you can get your hands on. Anyhow the collar only suppresses those little niggling thoughts that would stop you from acting out, sort of suppresses your common sense I suppose. Everything she did is her acting on how she really feels. She wouldn't have done any of it if she didn't want it on some level of her psyche.”
Spike frowns again, “That still sounds an awful lot like mind control.”
James shrugs, looking thoughtfully at the young dragon. “Well… There's nothing stopping her from taking it off. Why don't we go find her, and see how that plays out?”
Spike hesitates while furrowing his eyebrows, there's no way it's just that easy. “What happens if she does?”
“Well then she's capable of the hesitation again,” he replies. “She’ll stop acting on impulse. Then we can see how she feels about all this.”
Spike is starting to get a bad feeling about this, but with no better option he nods his agreement before the two of them set out to find Twilight.
Five minutes later they find her munching on a daisy sandwich in her study. Spike smiles when he notes that she isn't wearing the collar, and that it sits on a table nearby. He runs over, and hugs her around the neck, “Twilight!”
She jumps a little, her wings lifting in surprise before she smiles down at him. Putting a foreleg around him in her own hug she says, “Spike, hey, what's up?” Then she looks up, and spots James in the doorway. She blushes a bit, and gives a slightly awkward smile as her tail lifts just the slightest bit. “Ah… Hey James. I was wanting to talk to you a bit about your present… It's just a little tight so I don't think I'll wear it all the time. I do like wearing it though! It makes me feel good if that makes any sense.”
“Probably another enchantment,” Spike mutters, shooting James a dirty look.
Twilight frowns, “Huh? Enchantment?”
Spike nods, “Yeah! There's a spell on that thing! He said so!”
Twilight blinks, and looks back up to James, “Is this true…?”
James walks over, and picks up the collar. “Just an inhibition dampener, something to free you from second thoughts. Sadly trinkets like these are why I lost my teaching position.”
Twilight stands, and frowns at him with a hard stare. “...Yeah. I can see why.”
He blinks at her, and sighs as he bows his head softly. “So you're like the others too, quick to blame me for it all.”
Twilight stiffens, and points at him, “Well why wouldn't I?! You forced me to-!”
“Do nothing,” he cuts her off with a sudden hard edge to his tone that makes her take a step back. “This collar isn't any sort of compulsion charm! Everything you did wearing it was entirely your choice. Here, put it one and I'll prove it!”
Twilight looks uncertain, but Spike snaps, “No! If you want to use anyone as a test subject I'll do it, you've messed with her head enough!”
Twilight looks down at him, “Spike…”
“Fine,” James tosses it to him. “Then you'll see exactly what I mean.”
Spike frowns scornfully at him as he puts the collar on. Then his look of rage darkens, and no one is prepared for when he suddenly launches himself at James, knocking the wind out of him with a headbutt to the gut. As James goes down with Spike on him the little dragon curls his claws, and starts slashing into him. James shouts in panic, and raises his arms to defend himself, only to have Spike bury his fangs into James’ right forearm.
“Spike stop!” Twilight looks beside herself in worry, especially when she sees James start bleeding on the floor.
The little dragon jumps off with a glare, and says, “Next time you mess with my mommy I'm going for the throat!”
Twilight is shocked speechless, her jaw hanging open, and her wings flared. She's never seen Spike like this before, not even when facing Garble during the Gauntlet of Fire, or facing Timberwolves to save Applejack. Reaching out with her magic she quickly undoes the collar, and yanks it off her little assistant.
Reason quickly returns to Spike’s eyes, and he covers his mouth before spitting out blood. “Oh no! What… What did I just do?!”
James is cringing as he grips his arm to put pressure on the small wound, ignoring the shallow cuts on his chest. Teeth grit he says, “You did exactly what you wanted Spike, you just didn't have any desire to think twice about it. That's all that collar does, it stops you from holding yourself back.”
“I… I…” Spike looks between Twilight, and James, completely unsure if he should be sorry or not for what he did. “It… I… It was out of my control Twilight, you know I'd never… but I did…”
James sighs, “Don't bother being sorry, guess I had that one coming. Should have known better than to give it to someone who wanted me to pay for fooling around with his mother.”
Both Spike, and Twilight blush at that. Spike distracts himself by running for the nearest first aid kit which is in a supply closet out in the hall. Twilight takes a seat by James as she inspects the collar quietly. When Spike returns she sets about bandaging James as best she can, and then asks, “So… What happened? With your teaching career I mean.”
James gives a soft smile, and shrugs gently. “Magic has always been a fascination of mine. When I was a student I loved to research what I could on it. It gave me a great imagination which I put towards my art, which eventually lead to my teaching career. Then as a teacher I kept researching in my spare time until I discovered how to make it work.
“I didn't use collars, or chokers back then. I enchanted bracelets, and the like. I thought that it would help my students express themselves more in their work… Until one day I gave a bracelet to a young lady, and the first thing she did was kiss me. I'm lucky we were alone, but then it started happening more and more often.”
He pauses with a frown at the floor, “A Teacher's Aid by the name of Blueblood found out about it though. He took it, and started taking greater liberties with it until he was caught. By then he had convinced nearly every student I ever loaned it to that I had given it to him. The school was skeptical about any claims of magic, but the important part was myself having intimate relations with students… I was discredited, and fired after that.”
Twilight, and Spike share a look. They know plenty about the Blueblood of their world from Rarity’s retelling of their first trip to the Grand Galloping Gala, and so they don't see any reason to doubt his story. Then Twilight asks, “So why did you give this choker to me?”
He smiles a bit, “I was curious to see just what kind of girl would just walk up to a man in a setting like a B List horror novel.”
She blushes a bit, and scratches the back of her head with a hoof. “Well… You were just the first interesting thing I found last night… I… um…”
He continues, “Even more curiously is why you would want me to have sex with you out in the open like that. I think Spike just proved if you didn't then I wouldn't have been able to.”
She freezes stiff as a statue, and swallows hard. She looks around as she bites her lower lip until he raises the choker. She looks from it to him and back with a frown before he says, “If it will help get your thoughts out in the open. Doubts cloud the mind after all.”
Twilight stares at it, and then looks to the side, “I… No. I don't think I'm ready to say just yet.”
Spike looks between them, and then at the choker. “So… Wearing that thing takes away your hesitations. Does that mean you can't lie with it on either?”
James considers, “Well… I suppose even if you knew what it did then yes. It would just dampen any reservations you had about revealing the truth. Why?”
Spike twiddled his claws, “Well… Because if that's the case there's something I need to know, and I might need to borrow that to figure it out. I mean, I know it's not right, but I don't see how I'd get the full truth otherwise.” He glances up at Twilight who returns with a confused look. “...Rarity,” he explains hesitantly, and she gives a look of understanding.
James tilts his head softly, “Well then… I suppose I can't exactly say no, if it's important enough you would ask the favor of me of all people. Tell me about this Rarity, and let's come up with a plan.”
-----
An hour or two later Twilight is pacing the study while Names watches. She has her head bowed, and sighs softly. “I don't like this, I know Applejack would certainly scold all of us for being so underhoofed with Rarity.”
James says, “It's the only way he will know without a shadow of a doubt. I barely know him, and even I could tell it was eating away at him. Best case is great, worst case is he's crushed by his crush. It happens to the best of us.”
“I know,” she mutters.
James grins, “That mother comment really getting to you?”
She stops pacing, and looks over at him with an expression of mild helplessness. “I don't know James. I mean I hatched him, raised him, and yeah I've mothered him his whole life. He just… He's never said it before. I honestly don't know what to make of my emotions right now…”
James chuckles, “Well if it's any encouragement, for him to defend you as he did you must be an excellent mother.”
She smiles a teeny bit, and goes back to pacing, though a bit less anxiously. Then her ears perk up as she hears hoofsteps in the hall. She turns, facing the door just as it opens to allow in the ivory unicorn accompanied by Spike.
Rarity smiles as she spots James. “Ah so this is what a human looks like. Good morning sir, my name is Rarity!”
“James,” he replies as he extends a hand to her. She places her hoof in it, and they shake before she hops onto the fancy couch next to him.
Batting her eyelashes a bit Rarity says, “So Spike tells me you're quite the artist, a teacher for it even, and you wanted to make a sketch of yours truly?”
He nods, and produces the choker. “Indeed, you see there's a popular romance movie in my world called Titanic. In it there's a scene where a woman falls for an artist who had just been to France, where women had allowed him to sketch them without clothing. It's an iconic scene, and one I felt was worth recreating in this world since as far as I can tell none of you wear clothes anyways.”
Rarity sighs dramatically, “Oh unfortunately nopony can afford to look fabulous all the time. We all walk about as nature made us to preserve the clothing we have… And why me instead of Twilight might I ask?”
“Spike said you of all his friends would appreciate the sketch the most,” James replies. “Was he wrong?”
“Hardly,” she says with a nonchalant wave of her hoof. “I too am an artist, though my medium is fashion.”
He grins, and offers her the choker, “Here, in the scene she was wearing a priceless necklace. This one is very precious to me.”
Rarity takes it in her magic, and turns it over slowly in the air before her. “Hm, not badly crafted. Is that… black ivory?”
“Good eye,” he says with a nod. “It took me forever to make properly.”
Rarity just smiles, and slowly slips the choker on. “Hm… A bit snug Darling. Doesn't quite put the ‘choke’ in choker however. How long will this take do you think?”
“Not too long,” he says, and looks around. “Huh… Twilight did you see where I put my sketchbook?”
She shakes her head, and says, “I'll help you look for it. Spike will you help Rarity set up for the sketch?”
“Sure,” he replies with a bit of a nervous laugh, and a few seconds later he's alone with the mare of his dreams.
Rarity looks over the couch, “Hm… A few pillows would help for posing.”
“Rarity,” Spike taps the tips of his index fingers together as he looks down. “Can I ask you something please?”
“Of course Spikey-wikey,” she coos softly, and lies down with her forehooves crossed at the ankles. “You can always ask me anything.”
He looks to the side, away from her. “You… You know how I feel about you, right?”
She nods, “I've known for a while Darling, I thought that was apparent after that dreadful incident where you grew larger than most of Ponyville.”
“Heh, yeah that was a bad day for everyone,” he says with a chuckle to lighten the mood as he scratches the back of his head. “So… How do you feel about me?”
She sighs softly as she lays her head on her hooves. “Honestly if you were a pony we might already be an item, possibly engaged if you were daring enough to propose I suppose.”
Spike jerks upright, and turns to face her with wonder, “Really?”
“Of course,” she replies simply. “You're the sweetest male of any species I have ever known in my life. I've known ever since Twilight joined our group of friends that one day you would make someone a happy bride.”
Spike looks taken aback, and holds his arms out to his side, a look of sad confusion on his face. “All this time? Why didn't you say anything?”
“Darling, it just wouldn't have been proper,” she replies evenly. “It might be a bit snobbish of me, but you know how important image is to me. How in the world would my dream of being a world-reknowned fashionista take off if everypony knew I had feelings for a dragon? I'd be a laughingstock, everypony would boycott me, and my fillyhood dreams would be trampled before they even began.”
He droops a bit, “That makes sense… So… Me being me has nothing to do with how you feel?”
“If you mean young, or a dragon then no,” she replies. “I don't mind that you're a dragon Spikey-wikey, not in the slightest. You're nothing like the brutes everypony is familiar with. And your age? Twilight hatched you as a filly, yes? Hatching you was part of what gave her a Cutie Mark. Then she can't be that much older than you in Pony years at least, which puts us roughly in an acceptable age group.”
He smiles a bit, “I… I understand. Thank you Rarity, I… I needed to hear that.”
She leans over, and puts a soft kiss on his nose, and bats her eyelashes in a way that makes him feel like melting butter. “You're welcome Spike. I've had that on my chest a while, but I just couldn't find the nerve to pull you aside for this talk.”
He looks down, and then up at her, “Does this change anything between us?”
She thinks, “Well, not if we don't want it too. I’m open to a bit more affection in our relationship.”
He smiles brightly, “Th-then can I kiss you?!”
“Certainly,” she replies, leaning in with her head tilted so he can kiss her cheek. But he takes her face in his claws softly, and turns her head to kiss her right on the lips, much to her surprise. Now it's her turn to melt like butter as she leans into the kiss with a soft moan, her tail swishing softly behind her.
From the hallways Twilight, and James watch them through one of Twilight’s spells that effectively turns the wall into a one way mirror. From the inside of the room nothing would look out of place, but in the hall a window of magic allows them to watch.
Twilight blinks slowly, “Wow… I… I had no idea… Poor them.”
James rubs the back of her neck with a reassuring smile. “Don't worry Twilight, now they know. And they can even work out what to do with their futures after that collar comes off.” His hand goes down her back to between her shoulders, rubbing her softly between the wings. They subtly stiffen as Twilight can't take her eyes off the scene in her study. So James takes the chance to take his hand a little further back, and rub her rump dangerously close to her tail, which rises on instinct in response.
Twilight blushes, and turns her head to him before hissing under her breath, “What are you doing?!”
“Expressing some affections of my own,” he replies, and two of his fingers dip down to her quickly moistening cunny. Twilight's tail flags higher on contact, and she trembles slightly. She spreads all her legs to keep her upright, her mind tripping over itself to find a reason to refuse him. Such thoughts vanish though as he slips two fingers into her, wiggling them alternately.
She whimpers a bit, her wings raising high in arousal as she stares through her spell at the kissing couple, all the while being fingered by James who is still as good as a stranger to her. The thought only makes her insides quiver.
Then James takes his free hand, and opens the front of his pants to take out his dick. When he pulls his fingers out of Twilight she looks back at him, but then with his clean hand he grips her softly by the neck, lining his member up with her pussy. She gasps softly, and then closes her eyes as she fidgets, feeling him pushing his dick up inside her.
James smiles at how she is practically putty in his hands, and even tighter in this body around his cock than she had been as a human. So holding her neck with his left hand he uses his free hand to grip her hind right leg, lifting it high off the floor as he starts to thrust his hips into her.
Twilight pants in time with his thrusts. Softly at first, but then with growing intensity. Here she is, spying on her own assistant kissing the mare of his dreams while being fucked by a male not even of her own species. It's so wrong on so many levels so why does she enjoy it so much? There's little she can do to ponder that as she's taken in the hallway, her tongue starting to hang out as her eyes roll upwards. Especially when he reaches around her leg to torment her clit with his fingers, making her grow even tighter around his cock.
“J-J-James,” she whimpers softly, and her tail reaches around behind her to wrap around his waist as their hips slap together repeatedly. But he doesn't offer any reply, he simply smiles as he groans with pleasure, watching bliss slowly get gradually overtake her features.
For how long they're like that neither of them are sure. But when Twilight looks through the spell again she sees Rarity lying on her side with a happy smile as Spike rubs his hands over her. Starting from her shoulder, and slowly working his way back towards her plot. She looks back when she feels his hand rubbing at the base of her tail which gives her a sultry smile.
“My my Spike, you really want Twilight, and Names to return to find us so intimate?”
His hand pauses on her Cutie Mark, and a drop of sweat goes down the side of his head as he looks over at her face, “Oh… Right… I hadn't thought of that.”
She giggles, “Not that I don't enjoy the attention, but I've always had a little bit of a fantasy for when my lover, and I are alone. If you wouldn't mind indulging me?” She bats her eyelashes at him as her curly tail swishes softly.
He has a bit of a goofy grin as he squeezes her rump gently. “Anything for you Rarity…” Then he hugs her around the neck only to get another steamy make out with tongues. Spike could die happy as Rarity puts a hoof around his middle, and holds him close under her as their chests press together.
Out in the hall James has a hand over Twilight's muzzle to muffle her moans since he grew weary that her vocalizations would draw attention from inside the room. Not that he needed to have worried, the two inside are so wrapped up in one another that Balefire Bombs could be dropping outside, and they wouldn't have cared.
James grunts, and leans in to whisper in Twilight's ear, “I'm getting close Twilight… Can I finish inside?”
She looks back at him with wide eyes. A few thoughts quickly flash through her head. First is a worry about children till she remembers they're of different species, then the worry of cleanup. If he finishes outside there might be some evidence left over that might spill the beans on the two of them. So with a bit of a mortified expression she folds her ears flat against her head as she nods mutely. No sooner does she do so that his pace picks up, and her wings flare as he bends over her, pounding her mercilessly. Her eyes roll back as she moans into his hand until…
A flood of warmth fills her, and not just from his semen. The knot that had building in her gut finally snaps, and a flood of her own arousal is freed, dripping from their bodies’ union. She pants heavily through her nose as her tail drops, and her knees feel almost made of jelly. As he pulls out she is aware of him using her tail to clean off his length, then catch a few drops of what fell on the floor.
“Why don't you go clean up,” he says gently. “I'll handle things here.”
She nods mutely for a second time, and slowly starts walking off, dropping the spell she had put on the wall. James watches her go with a smile as he fixes his pants. He's dealt with enough women he now knows he has Twilight figured out, wrapped around his little finger with just one more soft push. But for another time, for now he has a pretense to maintain.
So after she rounds a corner in the hall he heads off to find his notepad, and drawing utensils.
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