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Rainbow Dash gets tied up and fucked

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>The warming touch of sunshine rouses you from your sleep, enticing you to the waking world.
>That’s odd, your chest feels strangely heavy and soft…
>You open your eyes and blink the tiredness out of them, before looking down and smiling.
>There, laying across your naked chest and quietly snoring, was a rainbow maned pegasus.
>Oh yeah, Rainbow Dash. Who else would it have been?
>You slowly scratch behind a perked ear, giggling as it begins to twitch.
>”Mmmhmmm,” she groans, one eye slowly opening. “What is it?”
“I love having you on me, Dash, but I gotta get up.”
>She limply rolls off you, snuggling under the bed covers as you haul yourself out of the warm embrace of the sheets.
>You head into the bathroom and turn on the shower, pausing for a moment to see if Dash would be joining you.
>As the familiar sound of snoring emanates from the bedroom, you chuckle. For someone as up and about as Rainbow Dash was, she’s great at being a lazy lump.
>One brisk shower later, you emerge from the bathroom, towel wrapped around your waist.
>Rainbow Dash giggles as you climb back onto the bed, eyeing your naked body.
“Surprised you didn’t shower with me back there. I thought you liked sex in the showers?”
>”Sorry Anon, but you tired me out pretty badly last night,” she chuckles. “I swear to Celestia, you get hornier with every passing day.”
“It’s just you rubbing off on me. Having you as a friend with benefits has corrupted me, I swear.”
>”Please, you were already Equestria’s biggest pervert before I met you. That’s why I liked you so much,” she says, trailing a hoof across your chest. “And don’t use the term ‘friend with benefits’. It’s such a mouthful compared to ‘fuckbuddy’!”
“Maybe I should give you a mouthful, you dirty little pony.”
>”Thanks for proving my point!”
“You’re welcome,” you chuckle, leaning backwards as Rainbow Dash lies on top of you. “I can’t believe that you only like me because of my skill in bed.”
>”Don’t even try and fake being upset, I know you too well for that! And I don’t hang out with you just for sex, you know. You’re a good friend who understands that I’m not looking for a serious relationship… and you won’t ever get me pregnant.”
“I can’t argue with that.”
>You share a chuckle with Dash before you lean up for a kiss.
>”Nu-uh, I know you didn’t wash your teeth in there.”
“Oh come on, you’re not my mother.”
>”Doesn’t matter dude, your breath stinks!”
“Alright then,” you mutter before a devilish idea forms in your mind. “If you won’t let me kiss your mouth…”
>”I don’t like that smile you’ve got. What are you—“
>Her question is cut off as you plant a kiss on her neck, causing Dash to groan in surprised pleasure.
>”Not right now, Anon!” she complains, gently pushing you backwards. “Let’s at least wait until we’ve settled down for the day!”
“You’re no fun at all, Dashie!”
>”Quit your moaning; you’ll get what you want later!”
“But I want it now!” you complain sarcastically, your hands moving to Dash’s flank.
>”I said no! Now quit complaining and come down for breakfast!”
“I’ll get you back for this, mark my words!” You punctuate that by cackling in your best villain impression, which is met with utter apathy from Rainbow Dash.
“Fine, I’m done messing around. Let’s go down for breakfast.”
>Rainbow Dash heads down before you and you take the opportunity to lie back in bed, your eyes closing.
>You know it’d be a dick move to keep her waiting, though, so your solitary rest only lasts a few minutes.
>The smell of pancakes wafts up from the kitchen, the heavenly smell persuading you to finally abandon the comfort of your bed.
>You quickly get changed into your casual attire before heading downstairs.
>Waltzing into the kitchen, you are greeted by the adorable sight of Dash suited up in an apron, happily humming away at the stove.
“Pancakes? What’s the occasion?”
>”Nothing special is going on; I just felt like being nice to you.”
“Well, I’m sure me and my appetite will appreciate it!”
>”You better. It’s not every day that I cook pancakes for you.”
“I wonder why that is…”
>”Maybe it’s all those times you mixed aphrodisiacs in with the syrup?”
“That would probably be it, come to think about it.”
>Rainbow Dash scowls before loading a plate up with freshly baked pancakes.
>”Now don’t go and burn yourself—“
“Oh fuck that’s hot! Goddamn it, ow!”
>”I expect nothing from you and I’m still let down,” Dash says, face-hoofing in disapproval.
>You ignore her taunt and grunt in pain, the burning sensation quickly fading away.
“Heh, want to kiss it better Dash?”
>”Hmm…” she says, apparently mulling the idea over. “Let me think… No.”
"You're just the biggest bundle of joy today, ain't ya?" you cackle. "Did I hurt you last night or something?
>”You did plenty of things to me last night. Hurting me wasn’t one of them,” Dash says with a giggle, joining you at the table with her own stack of pancakes. “If I’m going to be honest, I have a little proposition to make.”
“Hmm?” you ask through a mouthful of delicious baked goodness.
>”You know the way our little ‘cuddling’ sessions usually go, right?”
>You swallow your mouthful before smiling coyly.
“You mean the way I hold you down and turn you into a puddle of satisfied pony while you cry my name out?”
>”Hey, don’t get too cocksure, now!”
“I’m very sure in my cock, though…”
>”Can I finish the sentence or is the sexual tension going to keep mounting until you mount me?”
“Fine, what’s your little idea?”
>”Well,” Rainbow Dash says, leaning her hooves on the table. “Our sex is great and I’m not going to lie: You do, in fact, turn me into a ‘puddle of satisfied pony’. However…”
>She leans in closer, her magenta eyes widening.
>”What if we were to start… spicing it up a bit?” she giggles, fluttering her eyelashes at you seductively.
“You mean getting groped and fisted and all sorts of things by a giant hairless monkey man aren’t spicing it up enough?”
>”It is, but I think we could do more than just vanilla rutting all night long, don’t you think?”
“What do you propose?” you ask, raising an eyebrow in curiosity.
>”Well…” she laughs, hopping onto the table and looking you dead in the eye. “What about sex…”
“Yeah?”
>”At night…”
“Aw yeah, what else?”
>”With the lights turned out…”
“Oh baby!”
>”In the missionary position for the sole purpose of procreation!”
“Oh my god, you’re absolutely vile! I think I’m going to vomit!”
>Rainbow Dash bursts into laughter as you fake disgust, your false heaving bringing her to the verge of tears.
“The things I have to put up with to hang around you…” you say with a tired groan before leaning in and kissing Rainbow Dash on the nose.
>”Guess I better spit out my idea before I turn you completely off sex,” Rainbow Dash says, a grin of embarrassment forming on her face. “I was gonna…”
“Yeah?”
>”Well, I was gonna ask you what… you really wanted to do, and then do it…”
>You pause for a moment to consider what she’s saying.
“You mean, you want to know what my fetish is, right?”
>”Er, yeah,” she chuckles, rubbing the back of her head guiltily. “I figured that’d be the best way to get things kinky.”
“What about you? Surely you’re not going to let me take complete control of this, right? That’d be mighty uncharacteristic of you!”
>”I figured it’d be my turn next time round…?”
“Come on, where’s your competitiveness gone? Don’t tell me it got lost in the great sea of self-doubt and spaghetti you save for Daring Do conventions!”
>”Hey, I had a very good reason to drop my spaghetti that day! You would do the same if you found out she was modeled after you and your high-school friend wrote the books under an alias!”
“Oh yeah, I keep forgetting about that. Do you think there’s any chance of a threesome in the future?”
>”You’re not listening, Anon!”
“Oh, sorry. What were you saying?”
>Rainbow Dash rolls her eyes in exasperation.
>”I was going to ask: What would you do to even it up, then?”
>You think for a moment before bursting into laughter.
“Well, isn’t it obvious?”
>”Not really, if I asked you literally 5 seconds ago what you would do.”
“We’ll make a little bet on it! The winner gets to act out their special kink tonight, no objections and no take-backs.”
>Rainbow Dash appears to ponder this for a moment before her familiar coy smile returns.
>”So, what’s the bet gonna be? Not that I have any doubts I’ll be winning!”
“Hmm, let’s make this fair… How about this: I can’t use my arms for the day and you can’t use your wings?”
>”Easy peasy! You’re on, Anon!”
>You spit on your hand as Dash spits on her hoof, before shaking in agreement: a time honored tradition of ensuring an unbroken treaty.
“So, what’s your kink going to be?”
>”Why would I tell you and spoil the fun?”
“It might give me a little more motivation. Besides, I’m sure you’ll love to hear what mine is.”
>Rainbow Dash raises an eyebrow, her wings tucked in tightly to her side.
“Bondage!”
>Her eyes widen, her ear twitches, and you swear you could see her tail lift up ever so slightly.
“I’m going to bind you up with rope, gag you, blindfold you, and subject you to whatever blissful experience I feel like. You’ll be completely at my control, my little Dashie…”
>”Okay, now I’m definitely not going to lose!” she says with a shaky voice. “Bondage is NOT something I want to take part in!”
“Well then, you better not lose the bet, eh?”
>”I never knew you were into that stuff… How long has it been your ‘thing’?”
“Well, not that long if I’m going to be honest. It was mostly watching you crash into things and invariably get tangled up on them, helpless to anything that might happen to you…”
>By now Rainbow Dash’s cheeks have fully blushed up, her discomfort and reluctant arousal evident.
>“You’re a pervert, Anon!”
“I’m surprised it’s taken you this long to realise that. And that’s a bit hypocritical coming from the pony who would come into the shower and suck—“
>”Alright, alright! You’ve made your point!”
>Wary of reaching up to stroke Dash, you instead awkwardly kiss her on the cheek, a gesture which she returns earnestly.
>Within seconds, the two of you are locked in a raunchy kiss, as Rainbow Dash begins to hum in happiness.
>As she breaks off the kiss and looks you square in the eye, a trail of saliva bridging your mouths limply drips downwards.
>”You’re going down.”
“Going down on you? That’s your kink?”
>She turns around on the table, her tail stroking on you on the chin…as you get a clear view of her toned blue ass.
>”Maybe it is,” she giggles seductively. “Don’t go and deliberately lose this now!”
“Don’t worry; beating you in a competition is a much more enticing plan than tasting the rainbow!”
>”Alright then… So, what do you want to do for the rest of the day?”
“I’d suggest lounging around here, but that wouldn’t make for a very good competition now, would it?”
>”You’re right. Wanna go for a walk through Ponyville, then?”
“Sounds good to me. Let’s go!”
>Rainbow Dash kindly opens the door for you as the two of you exit your house, the door slamming shut behind you.
“I sure hope I don’t need to go back for anything…”
>Rainbow Dash suddenly snickers, pointing down at your trousers.
“What?”
>”Dude, your fly’s open!” she cackles. “And little Nonny is coming out to play…”
“Little Nonny? That’s what you’re calling it?” you groan, desperately resisting the urge to reach down and hide your manhood. “Let’s take a path that doesn’t bring us near any ponies then, why don’t we?”
>Before Rainbow Dash can answer your question, you feel a sudden weight on your shoulders.
>Looking up, a ridiculously pink mare with an equally ridiculous smile is sitting atop your shoulders, beaming down at ya.
>”Morning, Anon! Whatcha doing today?”
“Oh hey, Pinkie! Ignore the fact that my dick is hanging out, thank you.”
>”Oh please, it’s nothing I haven’t seen before. Remember that time in Twilight’s library, with the projector tape?”
>”When we had to lift the water to Cloudsdale?” Rainbow Dash inquires.
>”Yeah! I have to say, you two worked pretty well as a couple,” Pinkie giggles. “And I had never seen that position before! Where did you learn that?”
“What can I say? We’re pioneers in pony pleasure positioning,” you chuckle, turning to Dash. “I still blame you for giving the tape back to Twilight.”
>”Hey, everyp0ny forgets something at one time or another! And it’s not like they saw anything past the foreplay!”
“I suppose. Still, getting kicked in the junk by an embarrassed unicorn is not the most pleasant of situations…”
>You suddenly frown, a nagging thought digging away at your mind.
“Wait a minute, if the tape was stopped at our foreplay,” you mutter, turning back to Pinkie. “Then how do you know what position we used?”
>”I borrowed the tape from Twilight, silly!” Pinkie giggles without a hint of awkwardness.
>”Pinkie!” Rainbow Dash complains. “Don’t you have Sugarcube Corner to attend to?”
>”I sure do!” she says merrily.
>”You’re going to follow us around instead, aren’t you!”
>”Nope, it’s obvious you two are in the middle of something important, probably to do with sex, and it’d be really rude of me as a friend to intrude on that, so I’ll probably go find something else to do in the meantime, and I hope you two have an absolutely great day, and—“
>You silence her with a stern stare, locking eyes with her.
“Pinkie, I actually have a serious question to ask.”
>”Well then, fire away!” she giggles, as Rainbow Dash shoots you a nervous look.
“Well, uh… Got any bondage gear you could lend us?”
>”Why do I let you around my friends…?” Rainbow Dash mutters under her breath as Pinkie’s eyes widen.
>”Sometimes I worry about you, Anon,” Pinkie chuckles. “I do in fact have some toys lying around…”
“Well, I might be dropping by later to pick them up,” you laugh. “We’ve got a little competition going on.”
>”Ooooooh!” Pinkie says with a seductive whisper. “Well, I’ll be sure to have them ready if you need them! I better leave the two of you alone then…”
>The pink mare happily trots off and you snicker out loud.
“You know, being this open about our sex life is probably bad for our image.
>”What image?”
“Good point.”
>Rainbow Dash snorts before her back legs tense, a tell tale sign that she’s about to take off.
“Going to lose already?”
>She blinks in surprise before realizing what she was about to do.
>”Celestia damn it, it’s second nature for me to be in the air! At least you can stuff your hands into your pockets!”
“Don’t complain, now: you agreed to the bet fair and square!”
>”Grrrr… let’s just go already!” she groans, setting off down the path.
>You laugh to yourself before following her down the path, heading towards the town park where it’d be much quieter and private.
>It only takes a couple of minutes to reach the semi-secluded park and you awkwardly relax under the tree that you had come to call your favourite spot to rest.
>”Sorta defeats the purpose of the bet if neither of us end up doing anything, does it not?”
“Yeah, but we don’t want anyone starting to ask nagging questions like ‘Why is Rainbow Dash not flying?’ and ‘Is Anon paralyzed in his arms?’”
>”True, but I’d be pretty funny watching you flail about, not being able to use your arms…”
>Rainbow Dash comes over, hopping onto your chest lightly, and you grin in anticipation of a kiss.
>Her lips puckered, she leans in slowly… before angling her head down and licking your neck.
“Ahaha! Oh! That tickles, you cheeky bitch!” you splutter, thrashing about on the earthy ground.
>”Remember, no using your hands!” Rainbow Dash cackles, pinning you down.
“I’ll get you for this!” you shout in-between fits of laughter, stumbling to your feet.
>You desperately start sprinting, trying to dislodge the torturing pegasus who had now latched onto your back.
“Dammit Dash, you know I get tickly easy! This is way too unfair!”
>”Feel free to give up anytime!”
“Never!”
>You wheel around once more in an attempt to shake off your partner before screeching to a halt.
>In front of you stood the Cutie Mark Crusaders, regarding you with utter confusion.
>”Are all couples like this?” Sweetie Belle whispers in Applebloom’s ear. You feel yourself blushing in embarrassment.
“Uh, hey, girls. What’re you doing all the way out here?”
>The trio blinks in unanimous surprise before Scootaloo clears her throat.
>”We uh, came out here to talk to Rainbow Dash for a sec.”
>Dash giggles before deftly dropping to the ground, keeping her wings securely folded.
>”Sure thing kiddo, what’s up?”
>”Well,” Scootaloo says, her eyes widening. “You know the way you showed me the double dive 360 doughnut aerial loop the other day…?”
“Heh, doughnut.”
>Rainbow Dash kicks you squarely in the shin, keeping eye contact with her wide-eyed fan.
>”I sure do, Scootaloo! What’s the problem?”
>”Well, I was telling Applebloom and Sweetie Belle about it and they were really eager to see it!” Scootaloo gushes as Rainbow Dash’s smile steadily drops. “Could you pretty please show them it, just this once?”
>”I, uh… I’d love to, squirt, but I kinda can’t do that right now.”
>”Oh,” Scootaloo says, her look of adoration replaced by one of crushing disappointment. “Alright then, sorry for asking…”
>Rainbow Dash grits her teeth in discomfort, looking up at you with an almost pleading stare.
>You simply shrug in response. You both agreed to the bet, she wasn’t getting out of this.
>As Scootaloo turns back to her friends, Rainbow Dash lets loose a groan of defeat before sighing.
>”Fine, I’ll show you all the trick. I like big audiences anyway.”
>With gusto she launches herself into the air, her wings lifting her up into the clear blue sky.
>”Mr Anonymous? Why are you smiling like that?”
“You’ll know in time, Scootaloo. It’s an adult thing.”
>”Oh, you mean the special hugs Rainbow Dash told me about?”
“Eh, sure.”
>You direct your attention back to the ascending pegasus, who was still picking up speed as she climbed upwards.
>With a dramatic pause, she turns, rocketing back down towards the earth.
>As her body streamlines and accelerates downwards, she pulls herself upwards, creating a floating, looped trail in the sky before she resumes her downward spiral.
>Barreling towards the ground, she looks like she’s going to hit the ground head on…
>Just before the moment of impact, she flares out her wings, bringing her downward plummet into a horizontal glide.
>As the pegasus approaches you and the CMC, she deftly back-flips onto the ground, bringing her trick to an end.
>”Am I good, or am I good?” she chuckles, ruffling Scootaloo’s mane affectionately.
>”That. Was. Awesome!” Scootaloo cries, her eyes wide with joy.
>”Yeah, that amazing!” Sweetie Belle squeaks.
>”Ah suppose that was pretty good…” Applebloom giggles in agreement.
>”You owe me one Scoots. You owe me big time!” Rainbow Dash groans with a half serious tone before her frown relaxes. “But I wasn’t going to leave my biggest fan disappointed, was I?”
>A reluctant smile crosses your face as Dash kneels down, giving the adoring filly a brisk hug.
>”Now scram kiddo, I love hanging out with ya but I’ve got places to be.”
>”See you some other time then, right?” Scootaloo asks optimistically.
>”Of course, Scoots.”
>With a squee, Scootaloo trots off, quickly followed by her two friends.
“Not bad Dashie, not bad at all,” you chuckle. “If only you could pull off those moves in bed…”
>”Have I mentioned how much of a jerk you are?” she responds, sticking her tongue out in sarcastic offence.
“Oh come on baby, you know I was joking. Don’t tell me you’re mad that you lost the bet.”
>”I’m not mad, just…” she begins, looking down at the ground nervously. “I dunno, disappointed? It was hardly my fault I lost; I wasn’t going to be a jerk to Scootaloo because of some stupid bet we made.”
>You consider her words for a second before shrugging.
“Alright then, forget about that little scene.”
>”No.”
>You blink in surprise as she flashes you a defiant stare.
>”I agreed to the rules, I wagered in the bet, and I lost. Rules are rules, and I won’t let my feelings get in the way off that.”
“You sure, Dash? Even I can admit that you lost unfairly.”
>”I’m sure. Better to lose with grace than moan about it…”
>Her defiance elicits a hearty laugh as you bend down to ruffle her mane.
“You really are the most proud, obstinate pony I’ve ever met,” you giggle. “And I wouldn’t have you any other way.”
>”You soppy git!”
>She floats up and nuzzles you gently, smiling as you return the gesture affectionately.
>”Well then, if you’re going to claim your ‘prize’ later, then I’m going to go on home now. I’ll fly there, of course.”
“Understood. I’ll go stop by Pinkie’s house to, er… pick up the gear.”
>”Right,” Rainbow Dash chuckles, a subtle blush creeping into her cheeks. “Well then, I guess I’ll see you in a few.”
“Enjoy your flight, honey.”
>She opens her mouth to retort, but instead settles for a coy smile before leaping into the air.
>You watch her soar through the air, angled in the direction of your abode, before laughing to yourself.
>She’s willing to put up with your kinks just so that she doesn’t seem like a sore loser. That mare…
>After only a moment’s hesitation, you begin the walk to Sugarcube Corner.
>Your anticipation puts an uncharacteristic briskness into your walk and you arrive there quickly, the ringing of the bell announcing your arrival.
>”Hey Nonny!” Pinkie yells, bouncing out from behind the counter. “I can only guess why you’re here!”
“Guess today was my lucky day, eh?”
>”Sure was! Just remember to be safe, Anon; no need for accidents in the bedroom!”
“Trust me Pinkie, I know what I’m doing.”
>”Oh, so I don’t need to tell you about proper knots, and safety words, and bound positions, and how to gag somep0ny properly, and-“
“Wait a minute, slow down Ponka and start again from the beginning.”
>”Well, for safe bondage you have to know how to tie a proper knot. Actually, let’s take this upstairs where we won’t get noticed, shall we?”
“Alright, I guess…”
>”Great, follow me then! Now, the basics of bondage knot tying are as follow…”
>Three hours later, you emerge wide-eyed from the privacy of Pinkie’s bedroom, your mind reeling from the torrent of information that Pinkie had thrown at you.
“You know, Pinkie? I always thought you had a more innocent side, but these last few hours have utterly shattered that delusion.”
>”You’re so naïve, Nonny. Did you think I would have all these toys and not know how to use them?”
“Maybe not, but I didn’t know about half the stuff you taught me this afternoon. I’m going to have a field day with Dash…”
>”Just remember, Anon: I’m all for you spicing up your sex life, but if I hear about Rainbow Dash getting hurt…”
“You won’t have to worry about that, Panka. I may be taking control here, but I’m not an asshole.”
>Pinkie simply raises a questioning eyebrow in response.
“Okay, I’m only a slight asshole.”
>Another disbelieving grin from Pinkie elicits a groan from you.
“Fine, I’m a pretty big asshole… But I won’t make things too uncomfortable for Dash. Is my word good enough or will you have to be present for the whole thing?”
>”Do you want me to be present there?” Pinkie inquires with a wink.
“It’s going to be awkward enough as it is, your presence would only compound that.”
>”Okie dokie! Just remember to wrap it before you tap it!”
“But-“
>”Don’t be a fool, wrap your tool!”
“I-“
>”Don’t be thick, wrap your dick!”
“You do realise I couldn’t get her pregnant if I wanted to, right?”
>”I know, but rhyming is fun and when else will I get an opportunity like this?”
“Yeah, I’m going to go now. Thanks for the help, Ponka.”
>You pick up the bag of bondage gear Pinkie had assembled for you, before ruffling her mane playfully.
>”See ya around~”
>You nod, before making your way downstairs into the café, quickly exiting onto the street.
>Ponies don’t bat an eye at you or your bag, unknowing of the erotic toys held within.
>You had joked earlier with Rainbow Dash about not caring for your public image, but you’d rather not have everyone in the town know what hi-jinks the two of you got up to behind closed doors.
>As you make your way to your home, you suddenly realize what the nagging suspicion that had been pestering you all day was.
>You had left your fly open for the entire day, even during Pinkie’s little ‘lesson’.
>Feeling sufficiently embarrassed, you hastily pull up your zipper, your pace quickening involuntarily.
>It doesn’t take too long to reach your home, an empty silence greeting you as you step through the doorway.
“Hello?”
>”Anon?” Rainbow Dash calls from upstairs, her voice emanating from the bedroom
“Who else?” You chuckle, trudging up the stairs to meet her.
>”Where were you?” She responds with a hint of annoyance. “You’ve been out for hours-“
>Her sentence trails off as you enter the bedroom, her eyes widening at the sight of the bag.
>”What the…? What are those?”
“What do you think? I said I’d stop by Pinkies’ to pick up what we needed.”
>”Oh, right. Of course. I half expected you to pull out everything you needed from some corner or hidden compartment.”
>”You look anxious.”
>She blinks in surprise, before smiling nervously.
>”Is it that obvious?”
“Considering your usual self, nervousness stands out like a sore wing.”
>”Well, I’m not usually tied up while you dick me senseless, am I?”
“No, but I thought you liked trying new things? Variety is the spice of life, alongside kinky interspecies coitus and coffee.”
>”I love new experiences, but I don’t like being tied down. It’s just not my style, you know?”
“Trust me, Dash, by the time I’m done with you, you’ll be begging for more.”
>Her familiar, cheeky grin returns alongside a girlish blush in her cheeks.
>”Is that a promise?”
“I’m not promising anything. Besides, I’d rather let my actions speak for themselves…”
>Rainbow Dash giggles, before sighing.
>”Well then, guess there’s no sense in keeping you waiting. Let’s do this!”
“Whoa, hold your horses,” you chuckle, ignoring the glaring look she shoots at you. “Let’s not rush this now, I have as much of an idea of what to do as you do.”
>”Right… wait, what?”
“Even with Pinkie’s in-depth… er, ‘instructions’, I’ll need to take my time to make sure I get the bindings right.”
>”Great. Not only am I being subjected to your fetish which involves me being tied down at your mercy, but you also have no idea what you’re doing.”
“Oh quit complaining before I put a ballgag on you.”
>Rainbow Dash raises an eyebrow in curiosity.
>”Pinkie gave you a ballgag?”
“I have no idea. I didn’t actually stop to check what she put in this bag.”
>”Well, what are you waiting for?”
>You shrug, before walking over to the bed and turning the bag upside down.
“She can’t have packed that much-“
>Your sentence is cut short as you gape at the pile of various toys, ropes, handcuffs, gags, marital aids and such that fall out of the bag.
“On the other hand, what the fuck was I expecting?”
>”You don’t plan on using most of this stuff on me, right?” Rainbow Dash giggles nervously, holding up what appeared to be a ribbed buttplug. “I mean, I don’t even know where this is meant to go…”
“It goes up your poopchute, silly!”
>Dash’s eyes widen and she chucks the toy back onto the bed, her cheeks flushed.
“Don’t worry though, I don’t plan on doing anything too adventurous. Not today anyway.”
>You idly sort through the pile, locating the toys you knew you’d need.
“Ropes, blindfold, ballgag… I think that’ll do for now.”
>”No-one can know of this,” Rainbow Dash mutters. “This is so embarrassing…”
“C’mon, lighten up. Think of it as a trust exercise!”
>”I don’t trust you though!”
“I’d be offended if I didn’t know you were joking.”
>Having decided on the tools of pleasure you were going to use on your partner, you quickly sweep the rest of the toys back into Pinkie’s bag.
“Hey, do you think she’s going to want us to clean all this stuff once we’re done?”
>”You’re worrying about that now?” Rainbow Dash splutters.
“You know, you’re so eager to get this going that I have a little, sneaking suspicion that you’re looking forward to it…”
>”I’d be lying if I denied being a little aroused…”
“There’s liquid pooling on the floor beneath you.”
>”Okay, maybe I’m really aroused. Still, I want a safety word during this.”
“Say ‘banana’, and I’ll stop whatever I’m doing. When you’re wearing the gag-“
>”If I’m wearing the gag…”
“When you’re wearing the gag, just scream really loudly or something.”
>”You truly are the master at planning aren’t you?”
“Oh stop your complaining, you agreed to this. The longer you stand here leaking like a broken faucet, the longer it’ll take for this to all be over.”
>Rainbow Dash rolls her eyes, before hopping onto the bed with a flap of her wings.
>”Now what?”
“Now? You just lie back and let me do the work…” you chuckle, twisting a coil on rope between your hands. “Actually, on second thought, keep sitting upright for a second.”
>Rainbow Dash patiently waits on her haunches as you lift up the blindfold, her frown furrowing as you wrap it round her head.
>”Is it really necessary?”
“Of course! Now, fold up your wings.”
>She cocks her head, blind to your intentions.
>”Huh?”
“I’m going to tie up your wings, silly. We don’t want them flared out and aching for attention when I’m rutting you, do we now?”
>She pouts, but offers no resistance as you loop the rope round her folded wings, deftly tying the binding rope into a knot.
>Her wings immediately try to escape their hold, straining against the rope.
>Your knot holds however, keeping her wings safely by her sides.
>”Heh, maybe this isn’t so bad…” Rainbow Dash chuckles, an adorable blush on her cheeks.
“It’s only getting better from here. Lie down.”
>”Wait, what?”
“You didn’t think I was going to stop with your wings, did you? Pinkie gave me a lot of rope…”
>With a groan she flops backwards, belly facing upwards and legs stretched outwards.
>You quickly set to work, securing her limbs to the 4 posts of the bed, relishing her shudders as you slide your fingers along her hooves.
>”If you try tickling me, no amount of rope is going to stop me from kicking your ass!”
“Is that a challenge? Don’t get too cheeky now, or else you might tempt me into using the ballgag…”
>You take a step back and admire your handiwork: blindfolded, wings bound, spread eagled on the bed…
>A sudden, devilish thought hits you: the perfect way to test your bindings, and torture Dash at the same time.
>”So, you gonna stick it in or what?” Dash inquires, oblivious to your smirk as you kneel down in front of her.
“Patience Dash. You’ll be satiated soon enough… but in the meantime, I think I’ll have some fun with my new toy!”
>”What are you-“
>Her words trail off into a surprised moan as you plant a kiss on her hind leg, caressing the hoof gently.
>”Ugh! Not fair!” she complains, your teasing heightening her visible arousal.
“I never said it’d be fair~”
>With agonizing slowness, you begin to move the trail of kisses down and along her legs.
>Her legs squirm against the steadfast restraints, her breaths quickening in anticipation.
>You move your mouth from the inside of her thigh to her glistening entrance, giggling at how worked up she was. You hadn’t even properly started on her!
>With tantalizing, deliberate slowness, you run your tongue up from the base of her folds to the tip of her clitoris, giving it a tender lick.
>Rainbow Dash shakes in her binds, her tail standing straight and attentive, as you begin to caress the pink nub with your tongue.
>”Ah! Anon!”
>Her involuntary squeals only spurs you on further, your tongue flicking gently at her fun button.
>You move your tongue down from her clit to her moist, inviting lips, giving them a tender kiss.
>”Stop teasing!” Rainbow Dash moans, her tail flicking in excitement and her cheeks flushed.
“Ok then,” you giggle, running your finger down her slit. “Guess it’s time to taste the rainbow!”
>She barely has time to react before your tongue invades her, exploring her sensitive insides.
>Your tongue is immediately bombarded by the sweet taste of candy, much to your surprise.
>Rainbow Dash had been the butt of many candy-vag jokes, but you’d never thought she’d actually taste like this…
>You continue to worm your tongue in with newfound gusto, the sweetness of her insides enticing you further.
>”Having f-fun?” Rainbow Dash stammers, struggling to keep her composure against your orgasmic onslaught while her ears twitch rapidly.
>You can only hum in response, your mouth buried in her crotch.
>As your probing ends, making way for the rhythm of your lapping, Dash’s moans return to their fever pitch of desperation and euphoric bliss.
>Her body may be shaking and straining to escape her binds, but her insides couldn’t be more inviting. The powerful muscles that would normally be satiated by your penis now rub and press against your tongue, as if to welcome your oral pleasuring.
>It was a different kind of kiss for sure, but you definitely weren’t complaining. You were almost enjoying this as much as Dash was!
>Your train of thought is interrupted as her back begins to arch, her moans now incomprehensible exclamations of pure, primal pleasure.
>Well, maybe not quite as much as Dash…
>As her muscles begin to tighten around your tongue, you decide to pull out from the warm, wet embrace and instead wrap your lips around her clitoris once more.
>A shrill cry of surprise precedes a gush of sweet fluids, your mouth flooded as Dash’s back arches and her ears flatten.
>You swallow down the fruit of Dash’s orgasm, smiling as the satisfied pony pants in labored exhaustion.
>”Oh my gosh, oh my gosh…” she squeaks, as you rub her thighs reassuringly.
>Her satiated grin turns into a frown as you move away from her soaking crotch, as if disappointed the moment was over.
>You quickly correct the frown by moving up, giving Dash a sensual kiss on her normal lips.
>Her resistance is minimal as your tongue dominates hers, only feebly attempting to fight back.
>”I taste great!” Rainbow Dash giggles as you break off the kiss. “We should do this more often!”
“Agreed. Seeing you helplessly squirm like is just too damn cute.”
>”So what now? I thought this was meant to be for your satisfaction.”
“Oh don’t worry, I thoroughly enjoyed that particular moment,” you chuckle. “Now the real fun begins.”
>You dismount from the bed and return to the scattered toys, rifling through them for a particular plaything.
>”I think I might need a breather,” Dash sighs contently. “Don’t go mounting me just yet, okay?”
“You’re not the one who gets to make that decision…” you chuckle, running your hands down Dash’s firm body. “In fact, I think that’s rather cheeky of you to say that.”
>”I’m not too confident about that tone in your voice…” Dash mutters nervously.
“Oh don’t worry, you’ll be fine. Unless you want a safety word and can’t breathe through your nose.”
>”No, don’t you dare!”
>You ignore Dash’s complaints and slide off the bed, rummaging through the toys for a particular plaything.
“Ah, here we go! Open your mouth as wide as you can, Dashie.”
>She grumbles to herself before complying, her mouth stretching wide open.
“Good girl,” you laugh as you strap the ballgag on. “See, this isn’t so bad?”
>She responds with a muffled complaint, which you assume to be ‘This is so embarrassing!”.
“Oh stop whining, I’m the only person who’ll ever see you like this,” you chuckle, running your finger down towards her crotch. “At least I hope I’ll be the only person to see you like this.”
>Your words trail off, the ensuing silence punctuated by the rapid breathing of Dash.
>As her nerves begin to settle and her panting steadies, you straddle her once more, gently prodding her sensitive entrance with your member.
>You knew she’d be on edge after an orgasm like that, and to enter her now would be cruel.
>Then again, you are in charge here, and she’s helpless beneath you…
>As your organ brushes against hers, she lets loose a muffled moan of arousal, fuelling your own primal desire.
>Through sheer force of will, you restrain from penetrating the prismatic pony beneath you, instead gently massaging her lips with your tip.
>”Mmmmph!” Dash cries, unable to vent her sexual frustration, even through her voice.
>Well, she certainly seems ready for you…
>You grab her buttocks roughly, relishing the surprised groan Dash gives you, before lining up your manhood with her slit.
>Without a moment’s hesitation, you slide in, hilting inside her with the first thrust.
>The heavenly feeling hits you like an electric shock: you pause for a moment, yelping instinctually.
>Your break is short lived, however: as if begging you to continue, Dash’s muscles clench and tug on your dick.
>You steel yourself with a deep breath before pulling out, until only the tip remains in her.
>In unison, the two of you moan in delight as you slam back into her, roughly burying yourself in her crotch.
>God damn… Dash must really be aroused right now…
>Your grip on her ass tightens as, does her grip on you, as you settle into a smooth and steady rhythm of pelvic gyrations.
>Even despite the rope keeping her in place, you could feel Dash trying to grind against you, the bondage bindings squeaking as her legs rubbed against them.
>You move a hand from its groping position on her flank to one of her tied wings, rubbing the delicate base carefully.
>A sudden clench robs you of your breath, as Dash lets loose an unrestrained cry of orgasmic joy.
“Ugh… let’s not do that again. Don’t want me to cum early now, do ya?”
>She weakly mutters a ‘no’ through the ballgag, before biting back down on it as you pick up the pace of your thrusts.
>Sex with Dash was normally a fair competition: if she wanted to take the top spot then she’d vie for it with the competitive spirit you’d come to love in her.
>But now, rutting her senseless while she lay helpless beneath you?
>That was… exhilarating.
>And given Dash’s muffled moans and soaking crotch, you’re sure she was enjoying it as much as you were.
>To tease her further, you slow your thrusting down to a snail’s pace, while planting kisses down Dash’s neck.
>She immediately begins to squirm, her vaginal muscles massaging and coaxing your member, earnestly tempting you to renew your movements.
>As you prepare for another thrust, a devilish thought suddenly crosses your mind.
>You’re only ever going to get this kind of chance once…
>With a wet ‘plop’ you pull out fully, eliciting a disappointed groan from Dash.
>Her groan quickly turns into a muffled yelp, as you position your penis at her backdoor.
>Already slick from Dash’s sexual fluids, your shaft slides easily into her doughnut butthole, gently stretching the virgin hole.
>Seeing Dash clench down on her gag, her body shaking, you decide to take it slowly. Pinkie’s warning still rang clearly through your head, and it’d be unnecessarily cruel to pound away at her without warning.
>A few minutes of gentle encouragement and rubbing relaxes Dash, and you feel her anus loosen around your member.
>Feeling more confident, you begin to explore her ass, surprised at how easily she took you in to the hilt.
>You know you wouldn’t be enjoying her perfect pony plot for long though: you were already pretty close to the edge, and judging by the copious amounts of fluid she was leaking, so was she.
>Her initial moans of pain had been fully replaced by her familiar, guttural moans of arousal, now laced with an adorable hesitancy.
“What’s wrong Dash? Not sure you should be enjoying this?” you taunt, moving your hand down to her lonely clitoris.
>She couldn’t answer if she wanted to, especially not after what you were about to do…
>Dash freezes as you rub the pink nub, her insides clenching around you.
>The intense massage is too great to resist, the feeling finally sending you over the precipice.
>You grasp Dash tightly as you fill her colon with your seed, as warm fluids splash against your crotch.
>For a moment, time stands still: the silence broken by your joint exclamations of pleasure and satisfaction.
>With a final sigh you pull out, semen gently dribbling down her crotch.
>As you carefully remove the bindings from Rainbow Dash, she dazedly struggles to her feet, her legs shaking.
>Off comes the ballgag and blindfold, Dash giving a weak smile as you toss them aside.
>”That was… cheeky,” She giggles breathlessly. “You’re lucky it didn’t hurt going up my butt, or else…”
“I knew you were a tough gal. You would have been able to take it…”
>”Damn right. Gotta say though, that was much more enjoyable than I had expected.”
“Why don’t we do this every night?” You pant, leaning back onto the bed.
>”Because then it wouldn’t be special now, would it?” Rainbow Dash giggles, climbing onto your chest.
>The two of you fall quiet for a moment, enjoying the simple cuddle.
>”We should probably hit the shower before we sleep. I don’t want to wake up with cum in my bum again.”
“Again?” you splutter, before noticing Dash’s smirk.
>”You’re so easy to wind up, you know that?”
“You little bitch-“
>Your well-humored insult is cut off as Dash sneaks in a kiss, before hopping off your chest.
“Come on ya, big idiot. Don’t be one of those guys that fall asleep two minutes after sex!”
>You grumble to yourself, before hauling yourself off the stained bedcovers.
>As you follow Dash into the bathroom, a question begins to itch in your mind.
“Hey Dash, out of curiosity… what was your kink going to be if you won anyway?”
>”Being tied up, bound and rutted senseless,” she says with a smirk.
>As you struggle to think up a reply, she bursts into laughter, before strutting proudly into the bathroom.
>That devious little bitch…

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>The warming touch of sunshine rouses you from your sleep, enticing you to the waking world. 
>That’s odd, your chest feels strangely heavy and soft…
>You open your eyes and blink the tiredness out of them, before looking down and smiling.
>There, laying across your naked chest and quietly snoring, was a rainbow maned pegasus.
>Oh yeah, Rainbow Dash. Who else would it have been?
>You slowly scratch behind a perked ear, giggling as it begins to twitch.
>”Mmmhmmm,” she groans, one eye slowly opening. “What is it?”
“I love having you on me, Dash, but I gotta get up.”
>She limply rolls off you, snuggling under the bed covers as you haul yourself out of the warm embrace of the sheets.
>You head into the bathroom and turn on the shower, pausing for a moment to see if Dash would be joining you.
>As the familiar sound of snoring emanates from the bedroom, you chuckle. For someone as up and about as Rainbow Dash was, she’s great at being a lazy lump.
>One brisk shower later, you emerge from the bathroom, towel wrapped around your waist.
>Rainbow Dash giggles as you climb back onto the bed, eyeing your naked body.
“Surprised you didn’t shower with me back there. I thought you liked sex in the showers?”
>”Sorry Anon, but you tired me out pretty badly last night,” she chuckles. “I swear to Celestia, you get hornier with every passing day.”
“It’s just you rubbing off on me. Having you as a friend with benefits has corrupted me, I swear.”
>”Please, you were already Equestria’s biggest pervert before I met you. That’s why I liked you so much,” she says, trailing a hoof across your chest. “And don’t use the term ‘friend with benefits’. It’s such a mouthful compared to ‘fuckbuddy’!”
“Maybe I should give you a mouthful, you dirty little pony.”
>”Thanks for proving my point!”
“You’re welcome,” you chuckle, leaning backwards as Rainbow Dash lies on top of you. “I can’t believe that you only like me because of my skill in bed.”
>”Don’t even try and fake being upset, I know you too well for that! And I don’t hang out with you just for sex, you know. You’re a good friend who understands that I’m not looking for a serious relationship… and you won’t ever get me pregnant.”
“I can’t argue with that.”
>You share a chuckle with Dash before you lean up for a kiss.
>”Nu-uh, I know you didn’t wash your teeth in there.”
“Oh come on, you’re not my mother.”
>”Doesn’t matter dude, your breath stinks!”
“Alright then,” you mutter before a devilish idea forms in your mind. “If you won’t let me kiss your mouth…”
>”I don’t like that smile you’ve got. What are you—“
>Her question is cut off as you plant a kiss on her neck, causing Dash to groan in surprised pleasure.
>”Not right now, Anon!” she complains, gently pushing you backwards. “Let’s at least wait until we’ve settled down for the day!”
“You’re no fun at all, Dashie!”
>”Quit your moaning; you’ll get what you want later!”
“But I want it now!” you complain sarcastically, your hands moving to Dash’s flank.
>”I said no! Now quit complaining and come down for breakfast!”
“I’ll get you back for this, mark my words!” You punctuate that by cackling in your best villain impression, which is met with utter apathy from Rainbow Dash.
“Fine, I’m done messing around. Let’s go down for breakfast.”
>Rainbow Dash heads down before you and you take the opportunity to lie back in bed, your eyes closing.
>You know it’d be a dick move to keep her waiting, though, so your solitary rest only lasts a few minutes.
>The smell of pancakes wafts up from the kitchen, the heavenly smell persuading you to finally abandon the comfort of your bed.
>You quickly get changed into your casual attire before heading downstairs.
>Waltzing into the kitchen, you are greeted by the adorable sight of Dash suited up in an apron, happily humming away at the stove.
“Pancakes? What’s the occasion?”
>”Nothing special is going on; I just felt like being nice to you.”
“Well, I’m sure me and my appetite will appreciate it!”
>”You better. It’s not every day that I cook pancakes for you.”
“I wonder why that is…”
>”Maybe it’s all those times you mixed aphrodisiacs in with the syrup?”
“That would probably be it, come to think about it.”
>Rainbow Dash scowls before loading a plate up with freshly baked pancakes.
>”Now don’t go and burn yourself—“
“Oh fuck that’s hot! Goddamn it, ow!” 
>”I expect nothing from you and I’m still let down,” Dash says, face-hoofing in disapproval. 
>You ignore her taunt and grunt in pain, the burning sensation quickly fading away.
“Heh, want to kiss it better Dash?”
>”Hmm…” she says, apparently mulling the idea over. “Let me think… No.”
"You're just the biggest bundle of joy today, ain't ya?" you cackle. "Did I hurt you last night or something?
>”You did plenty of things to me last night. Hurting me wasn’t one of them,” Dash says with a giggle, joining you at the table with her own stack of pancakes. “If I’m going to be honest, I have a little proposition to make.”
“Hmm?” you ask through a mouthful of delicious baked goodness.
>”You know the way our little ‘cuddling’ sessions usually go, right?”
>You swallow your mouthful before smiling coyly. 
“You mean the way I hold you down and turn you into a puddle of satisfied pony while you cry my name out?”
>”Hey, don’t get too cocksure, now!”
“I’m very sure in my cock, though…”
>”Can I finish the sentence or is the sexual tension going to keep mounting until you mount me?”
“Fine, what’s your little idea?”
>”Well,” Rainbow Dash says, leaning her hooves on the table. “Our sex is great and I’m not going to lie: You do, in fact, turn me into a ‘puddle of satisfied pony’. However…”
>She leans in closer, her magenta eyes widening.
>”What if we were to start… spicing it up a bit?” she giggles, fluttering her eyelashes at you seductively.
“You mean getting groped and fisted and all sorts of things by a giant hairless monkey man aren’t spicing it up enough?”
>”It is, but I think we could do more than just vanilla rutting all night long, don’t you think?”
“What do you propose?” you ask, raising an eyebrow in curiosity.
>”Well…” she laughs, hopping onto the table and looking you dead in the eye. “What about sex…”
“Yeah?”
>”At night…”
“Aw yeah, what else?”
>”With the lights turned out…”
“Oh baby!”
>”In the missionary position for the sole purpose of procreation!”
“Oh my god, you’re absolutely vile! I think I’m going to vomit!”
>Rainbow Dash bursts into laughter as you fake disgust, your false heaving bringing her to the verge of tears.
“The things I have to put up with to hang around you…” you say with a tired groan before leaning in and kissing Rainbow Dash on the nose.
>”Guess I better spit out my idea before I turn you completely off sex,” Rainbow Dash says, a grin of embarrassment forming on her face. “I was gonna…”
“Yeah?”
>”Well, I was gonna ask you what… you really wanted to do, and then do it…”
>You pause for a moment to consider what she’s saying.
“You mean, you want to know what my fetish is, right?”
>”Er, yeah,” she chuckles, rubbing the back of her head guiltily. “I figured that’d be the best way to get things kinky.”
“What about you? Surely you’re not going to let me take complete control of this, right? That’d be mighty uncharacteristic of you!”
>”I figured it’d be my turn next time round…?”
“Come on, where’s your competitiveness gone? Don’t tell me it got lost in the great sea of self-doubt and spaghetti you save for Daring Do conventions!”
>”Hey, I had a very good reason to drop my spaghetti that day! You would do the same if you found out she was modeled after you and your high-school friend wrote the books under an alias!”
“Oh yeah, I keep forgetting about that. Do you think there’s any chance of a threesome in the future?”
>”You’re not listening, Anon!”
“Oh, sorry. What were you saying?”
>Rainbow Dash rolls her eyes in exasperation. 
>”I was going to ask: What would you do to even it up, then?”
>You think for a moment before bursting into laughter.
“Well, isn’t it obvious?”
>”Not really, if I asked you literally 5 seconds ago what you would do.”
“We’ll make a little bet on it! The winner gets to act out their special kink tonight, no objections and no take-backs.”
>Rainbow Dash appears to ponder this for a moment before her familiar coy smile returns.
>”So, what’s the bet gonna be? Not that I have any doubts I’ll be winning!”
“Hmm, let’s make this fair… How about this: I can’t use my arms for the day and you can’t use your wings?”
>”Easy peasy! You’re on, Anon!”
>You spit on your hand as Dash spits on her hoof, before shaking in agreement: a time honored tradition of ensuring an unbroken treaty. 
“So, what’s your kink going to be?”
>”Why would I tell you and spoil the fun?”
“It might give me a little more motivation. Besides, I’m sure you’ll love to hear what mine is.”
>Rainbow Dash raises an eyebrow, her wings tucked in tightly to her side.
“Bondage!”
>Her eyes widen, her ear twitches, and you swear you could see her tail lift up ever so slightly.
“I’m going to bind you up with rope, gag you, blindfold you, and subject you to whatever blissful experience I feel like. You’ll be completely at my control, my little Dashie…”
>”Okay, now I’m definitely not going to lose!” she says with a shaky voice. “Bondage is NOT something I want to take part in!”
“Well then, you better not lose the bet, eh?”
>”I never knew you were into that stuff… How long has it been your ‘thing’?”
“Well, not that long if I’m going to be honest. It was mostly watching you crash into things and invariably get tangled up on them, helpless to anything that might happen to you…”
>By now Rainbow Dash’s cheeks have fully blushed up, her discomfort and reluctant arousal evident.
>“You’re a pervert, Anon!”
“I’m surprised it’s taken you this long to realise that. And that’s a bit hypocritical coming from the pony who would come into the shower and suck—“
>”Alright, alright! You’ve made your point!”
>Wary of reaching up to stroke Dash, you instead awkwardly kiss her on the cheek, a gesture which she returns earnestly. 
>Within seconds, the two of you are locked in a raunchy kiss, as Rainbow Dash begins to hum in happiness.
>As she breaks off the kiss and looks you square in the eye, a trail of saliva bridging your mouths limply drips downwards.
>”You’re going down.”
“Going down on you? That’s your kink?”
>She turns around on the table, her tail stroking on you on the chin…as you get a clear view of her toned blue ass.
>”Maybe it is,” she giggles seductively. “Don’t go and deliberately lose this now!”
“Don’t worry; beating you in a competition is a much more enticing plan than tasting the rainbow!”
>”Alright then… So, what do you want to do for the rest of the day?”
“I’d suggest lounging around here, but that wouldn’t make for a very good competition now, would it?”
>”You’re right. Wanna go for a walk through Ponyville, then?”
“Sounds good to me. Let’s go!”
>Rainbow Dash kindly opens the door for you as the two of you exit your house, the door slamming shut behind you.
“I sure hope I don’t need to go back for anything…”
>Rainbow Dash suddenly snickers, pointing down at your trousers.
“What?”
>”Dude, your fly’s open!” she cackles. “And little Nonny is coming out to play…”
“Little Nonny? That’s what you’re calling it?” you groan, desperately resisting the urge to reach down and hide your manhood. “Let’s take a path that doesn’t bring us near any ponies then, why don’t we?”
>Before Rainbow Dash can answer your question, you feel a sudden weight on your shoulders.
>Looking up, a ridiculously pink mare with an equally ridiculous smile is sitting atop your shoulders, beaming down at ya.
>”Morning, Anon! Whatcha doing today?” 
“Oh hey, Pinkie! Ignore the fact that my dick is hanging out, thank you.”
>”Oh please, it’s nothing I haven’t seen before. Remember that time in Twilight’s library, with the projector tape?”
>”When we had to lift the water to Cloudsdale?” Rainbow Dash inquires.
>”Yeah! I have to say, you two worked pretty well as a couple,” Pinkie giggles. “And I had never seen that position before! Where did you learn that?”
“What can I say? We’re pioneers in pony pleasure positioning,” you chuckle, turning to Dash. “I still blame you for giving the tape back to Twilight.”
>”Hey, everyp0ny forgets something at one time or another! And it’s not like they saw anything past the foreplay!”
“I suppose. Still, getting kicked in the junk by an embarrassed unicorn is not the most pleasant of situations…”
>You suddenly frown, a nagging thought digging away at your mind.
“Wait a minute, if the tape was stopped at our foreplay,” you mutter, turning back to Pinkie. “Then how do you know what position we used?”
>”I borrowed the tape from Twilight, silly!” Pinkie giggles without a hint of awkwardness. 
>”Pinkie!” Rainbow Dash complains. “Don’t you have Sugarcube Corner to attend to?”
>”I sure do!” she says merrily. 
>”You’re going to follow us around instead, aren’t you!”
>”Nope, it’s obvious you two are in the middle of something important, probably to do with sex, and it’d be really rude of me as a friend to intrude on that, so I’ll probably go find something else to do in the meantime, and I hope you two have an absolutely great day, and—“
>You silence her with a stern stare, locking eyes with her.
“Pinkie, I actually have a serious question to ask.”
>”Well then, fire away!” she giggles, as Rainbow Dash shoots you a nervous look.
“Well, uh… Got any bondage gear you could lend us?”
>”Why do I let you around my friends…?” Rainbow Dash mutters under her breath as Pinkie’s eyes widen.
>”Sometimes I worry about you, Anon,” Pinkie chuckles. “I do in fact have some toys lying around…”
“Well, I might be dropping by later to pick them up,” you laugh. “We’ve got a little competition going on.”
>”Ooooooh!” Pinkie says with a seductive whisper. “Well, I’ll be sure to have them ready if you need them! I better leave the two of you alone then…”
>The pink mare happily trots off and you snicker out loud.
“You know, being this open about our sex life is probably bad for our image.
>”What image?”
“Good point.”
>Rainbow Dash snorts before her back legs tense, a tell tale sign that she’s about to take off.
“Going to lose already?”
>She blinks in surprise before realizing what she was about to do.
>”Celestia damn it, it’s second nature for me to be in the air! At least you can stuff your hands into your pockets!”
“Don’t complain, now: you agreed to the bet fair and square!”
>”Grrrr… let’s just go already!” she groans, setting off down the path. 
>You laugh to yourself before following her down the path, heading towards the town park where it’d be much quieter and private.
>It only takes a couple of minutes to reach the semi-secluded park and you awkwardly relax under the tree that you had come to call your favourite spot to rest.
>”Sorta defeats the purpose of the bet if neither of us end up doing anything, does it not?”
“Yeah, but we don’t want anyone starting to ask nagging questions like ‘Why is Rainbow Dash not flying?’ and ‘Is Anon paralyzed in his arms?’”
>”True, but I’d be pretty funny watching you flail about, not being able to use your arms…”
>Rainbow Dash comes over, hopping onto your chest lightly, and you grin in anticipation of a kiss.
>Her lips puckered, she leans in slowly… before angling her head down and licking your neck.
“Ahaha! Oh! That tickles, you cheeky bitch!” you splutter, thrashing about on the earthy ground.
>”Remember, no using your hands!” Rainbow Dash cackles, pinning you down. 
“I’ll get you for this!” you shout in-between fits of laughter, stumbling to your feet.
>You desperately start sprinting, trying to dislodge the torturing pegasus who had now latched onto your back.
“Dammit Dash, you know I get tickly easy! This is way too unfair!”
>”Feel free to give up anytime!”
“Never!”
>You wheel around once more in an attempt to shake off your partner before screeching to a halt.
>In front of you stood the Cutie Mark Crusaders, regarding you with utter confusion.
>”Are all couples like this?” Sweetie Belle whispers in Applebloom’s ear. You feel yourself blushing in embarrassment. 
“Uh, hey, girls. What’re you doing all the way out here?”
>The trio blinks in unanimous surprise before Scootaloo clears her throat. 
>”We uh, came out here to talk to Rainbow Dash for a sec.”
>Dash giggles before deftly dropping to the ground, keeping her wings securely folded.
>”Sure thing kiddo, what’s up?”
>”Well,” Scootaloo says, her eyes widening. “You know the way you showed me the double dive 360 doughnut aerial loop the other day…?”
“Heh, doughnut.”
>Rainbow Dash kicks you squarely in the shin, keeping eye contact with her wide-eyed fan. 
>”I sure do, Scootaloo! What’s the problem?”
>”Well, I was telling Applebloom and Sweetie Belle about it and they were really eager to see it!” Scootaloo gushes as Rainbow Dash’s smile steadily drops. “Could you pretty please show them it, just this once?”
>”I, uh… I’d love to, squirt, but I kinda can’t do that right now.”
>”Oh,” Scootaloo says, her look of adoration replaced by one of crushing disappointment. “Alright then, sorry for asking…”
>Rainbow Dash grits her teeth in discomfort, looking up at you with an almost pleading stare.
>You simply shrug in response. You both agreed to the bet, she wasn’t getting out of this.
>As Scootaloo turns back to her friends, Rainbow Dash lets loose a groan of defeat before sighing.
>”Fine, I’ll show you all the trick. I like big audiences anyway.”
>With gusto she launches herself into the air, her wings lifting her up into the clear blue sky.
>”Mr Anonymous? Why are you smiling like that?”
“You’ll know in time, Scootaloo. It’s an adult thing.”
>”Oh, you mean the special hugs Rainbow Dash told me about?”
“Eh, sure.”
>You direct your attention back to the ascending pegasus, who was still picking up speed as she climbed upwards. 
>With a dramatic pause, she turns, rocketing back down towards the earth.
>As her body streamlines and accelerates downwards, she pulls herself upwards, creating a floating, looped trail in the sky before she resumes her downward spiral.
>Barreling towards the ground, she looks like she’s going to hit the ground head on…
>Just before the moment of impact, she flares out her wings, bringing her downward plummet into a horizontal glide.
>As the pegasus approaches you and the CMC, she deftly back-flips onto the ground, bringing her trick to an end.
>”Am I good, or am I good?” she chuckles, ruffling Scootaloo’s mane affectionately.
>”That. Was. Awesome!” Scootaloo cries, her eyes wide with joy. 
>”Yeah, that amazing!” Sweetie Belle squeaks.
>”Ah suppose that was pretty good…” Applebloom giggles in agreement.
>”You owe me one Scoots. You owe me big time!” Rainbow Dash groans with a half serious tone before her frown relaxes. “But I wasn’t going to leave my biggest fan disappointed, was I?”
>A reluctant smile crosses your face as Dash kneels down, giving the adoring filly a brisk hug.
>”Now scram kiddo, I love hanging out with ya but I’ve got places to be.”
>”See you some other time then, right?” Scootaloo asks optimistically.
>”Of course, Scoots.”
>With a squee, Scootaloo trots off, quickly followed by her two friends.
“Not bad Dashie, not bad at all,” you chuckle. “If only you could pull off those moves in bed…”
>”Have I mentioned how much of a jerk you are?” she responds, sticking her tongue out in sarcastic offence.
“Oh come on baby, you know I was joking. Don’t tell me you’re mad that you lost the bet.”
>”I’m not mad, just…” she begins, looking down at the ground nervously. “I dunno, disappointed? It was hardly my fault I lost; I wasn’t going to be a jerk to Scootaloo because of some stupid bet we made.”
>You consider her words for a second before shrugging.
“Alright then, forget about that little scene.”
>”No.”
>You blink in surprise as she flashes you a defiant stare.
>”I agreed to the rules, I wagered in the bet, and I lost. Rules are rules, and I won’t let my feelings get in the way off that.”
“You sure, Dash? Even I can admit that you lost unfairly.”
>”I’m sure. Better to lose with grace than moan about it…”
>Her defiance elicits a hearty laugh as you bend down to ruffle her mane.
“You really are the most proud, obstinate pony I’ve ever met,” you giggle. “And I wouldn’t have you any other way.”
>”You soppy git!”
>She floats up and nuzzles you gently, smiling as you return the gesture affectionately. 
>”Well then, if you’re going to claim your ‘prize’ later, then I’m going to go on home now. I’ll fly there, of course.”
“Understood. I’ll go stop by Pinkie’s house to, er… pick up the gear.”
>”Right,” Rainbow Dash chuckles, a subtle blush creeping into her cheeks. “Well then, I guess I’ll see you in a few.”
“Enjoy your flight, honey.”
>She opens her mouth to retort, but instead settles for a coy smile before leaping into the air.
>You watch her soar through the air, angled in the direction of your abode, before laughing to yourself.
>She’s willing to put up with your kinks just so that she doesn’t seem like a sore loser. That mare…
>After only a moment’s hesitation, you begin the walk to Sugarcube Corner.
>Your anticipation puts an uncharacteristic briskness into your walk and you arrive there quickly, the ringing of the bell announcing your arrival.
>”Hey Nonny!” Pinkie yells, bouncing out from behind the counter. “I can only guess why you’re here!”
“Guess today was my lucky day, eh?”
>”Sure was! Just remember to be safe, Anon; no need for accidents in the bedroom!”
“Trust me Pinkie, I know what I’m doing.”
>”Oh, so I don’t need to tell you about proper knots, and safety words, and bound positions, and how to gag somep0ny properly, and-“
“Wait a minute, slow down Ponka and start again from the beginning.”
>”Well, for safe bondage you have to know how to tie a proper knot. Actually, let’s take this upstairs where we won’t get noticed, shall we?”
“Alright, I guess…”
>”Great, follow me then! Now, the basics of bondage knot tying are as follow…”


>Three hours later, you emerge wide-eyed from the privacy of Pinkie’s bedroom, your mind reeling from the torrent of information that Pinkie had thrown at you.
“You know, Pinkie? I always thought you had a more innocent side, but these last few hours have utterly shattered that delusion.”
>”You’re so naïve, Nonny. Did you think I would have all these toys and not know how to use them?”
“Maybe not, but I didn’t know about half the stuff you taught me this afternoon. I’m going to have a field day with Dash…”
>”Just remember, Anon: I’m all for you spicing up your sex life, but if I hear about Rainbow Dash getting hurt…”
“You won’t have to worry about that, Panka. I may be taking control here, but I’m not an asshole.”
>Pinkie simply raises a questioning eyebrow in response.
“Okay, I’m only a slight asshole.”
>Another disbelieving grin from Pinkie elicits a groan from you.
“Fine, I’m a pretty big asshole… But I won’t make things too uncomfortable for Dash. Is my word good enough or will you have to be present for the whole thing?”
>”Do you want me to be present there?” Pinkie inquires with a wink.
“It’s going to be awkward enough as it is, your presence would only compound that.”
>”Okie dokie! Just remember to wrap it before you tap it!”
“But-“
>”Don’t be a fool, wrap your tool!”
“I-“
>”Don’t be thick, wrap your dick!”
“You do realise I couldn’t get her pregnant if I wanted to, right?”
>”I know, but rhyming is fun and when else will I get an opportunity like this?”
“Yeah, I’m going to go now. Thanks for the help, Ponka.”
>You pick up the bag of bondage gear Pinkie had assembled for you, before ruffling her mane playfully.
>”See ya around~” 
>You nod, before making your way downstairs into the café, quickly exiting onto the street.
>Ponies don’t bat an eye at you or your bag, unknowing of the erotic toys held within.
>You had joked earlier with Rainbow Dash about not caring for your public image, but you’d rather not have everyone in the town know what hi-jinks the two of you got up to behind closed doors.
>As you make your way to your home, you suddenly realize what the nagging suspicion that had been pestering you all day was.
>You had left your fly open for the entire day, even during Pinkie’s little ‘lesson’.
>Feeling sufficiently embarrassed, you hastily pull up your zipper, your pace quickening involuntarily. 
>It doesn’t take too long to reach your home, an empty silence greeting you as you step through the doorway. 
“Hello?”
>”Anon?” Rainbow Dash calls from upstairs, her voice emanating from the bedroom
“Who else?” You chuckle, trudging up the stairs to meet her.
>”Where were you?” She responds with a hint of annoyance. “You’ve been out for hours-“
>Her sentence trails off as you enter the bedroom, her eyes widening at the sight of the bag.
>”What the…? What are those?”
“What do you think? I said I’d stop by Pinkies’ to pick up what we needed.”
>”Oh, right. Of course. I half expected you to pull out everything you needed from some corner or hidden compartment.” 
>”You look anxious.”
>She blinks in surprise, before smiling nervously.
>”Is it that obvious?” 
“Considering your usual self, nervousness stands out like a sore wing.”
>”Well, I’m not usually tied up while you dick me senseless, am I?”
“No, but I thought you liked trying new things? Variety is the spice of life, alongside kinky interspecies coitus and coffee.”
>”I love new experiences, but I don’t like being tied down. It’s just not my style, you know?”
“Trust me, Dash, by the time I’m done with you, you’ll be begging for more.”
>Her familiar, cheeky grin returns alongside a girlish blush in her cheeks.
>”Is that a promise?”
“I’m not promising anything. Besides, I’d rather let my actions speak for themselves…”
>Rainbow Dash giggles, before sighing.
>”Well then, guess there’s no sense in keeping you waiting. Let’s do this!”
“Whoa, hold your horses,” you chuckle, ignoring the glaring look she shoots at you. “Let’s not rush this now, I have as much of an idea of what to do as you do.”
>”Right… wait, what?”
“Even with Pinkie’s in-depth… er, ‘instructions’, I’ll need to take my time to make sure I get the bindings right.”
>”Great. Not only am I being subjected to your fetish which involves me being tied down at your mercy, but you also have no idea what you’re doing.”
“Oh quit complaining before I put a ballgag on you.”
>Rainbow Dash raises an eyebrow in curiosity.
>”Pinkie gave you a ballgag?”
“I have no idea. I didn’t actually stop to check what she put in this bag.”
>”Well, what are you waiting for?”
>You shrug, before walking over to the bed and turning the bag upside down.
“She can’t have packed that much-“
>Your sentence is cut short as you gape at the pile of various toys, ropes, handcuffs, gags, marital aids and such that fall out of the bag.
“On the other hand, what the fuck was I expecting?”
>”You don’t plan on using most of this stuff on me, right?” Rainbow Dash giggles nervously, holding up what appeared to be a ribbed buttplug. “I mean, I don’t even know where this is meant to go…”
“It goes up your poopchute, silly!”
>Dash’s eyes widen and she chucks the toy back onto the bed, her cheeks flushed.
“Don’t worry though, I don’t plan on doing anything too adventurous. Not today anyway.”
>You idly sort through the pile, locating the toys you knew you’d need.
“Ropes, blindfold, ballgag… I think that’ll do for now.”
>”No-one can know of this,” Rainbow Dash mutters. “This is so embarrassing…”
“C’mon, lighten up. Think of it as a trust exercise!”
>”I don’t trust you though!”
“I’d be offended if I didn’t know you were joking.”
>Having decided on the tools of pleasure you were going to use on your partner, you quickly sweep the rest of the toys back into Pinkie’s bag.
“Hey, do you think she’s going to want us to clean all this stuff once we’re done?”
>”You’re worrying about that now?” Rainbow Dash splutters.
“You know, you’re so eager to get this going that I have a little, sneaking suspicion that you’re looking forward to it…”
>”I’d be lying if I denied being a little aroused…”
“There’s liquid pooling on the floor beneath you.”
>”Okay, maybe I’m really aroused. Still, I want a safety word during this.”
“Say ‘banana’, and I’ll stop whatever I’m doing. When you’re wearing the gag-“
>”If I’m wearing the gag…”
“When you’re wearing the gag, just scream really loudly or something.”
>”You truly are the master at planning aren’t you?”
“Oh stop your complaining, you agreed to this. The longer you stand here leaking like a broken faucet, the longer it’ll take for this to all be over.”
>Rainbow Dash rolls her eyes, before hopping onto the bed with a flap of her wings.
>”Now what?”
“Now? You just lie back and let me do the work…” you chuckle, twisting a coil on rope between your hands. “Actually, on second thought, keep sitting upright for a second.”
>Rainbow Dash patiently waits on her haunches as you lift up the blindfold, her frown furrowing as you wrap it round her head.
>”Is it really necessary?”
“Of course! Now, fold up your wings.”
>She cocks her head, blind to your intentions.
>”Huh?”
“I’m going to tie up your wings, silly. We don’t want them flared out and aching for attention when I’m rutting you, do we now?”
>She pouts, but offers no resistance as you loop the rope round her folded wings, deftly tying the binding rope into a knot.
>Her wings immediately try to escape their hold, straining against the rope.
>Your knot holds however, keeping her wings safely by her sides.
>”Heh, maybe this isn’t so bad…” Rainbow Dash chuckles, an adorable blush on her cheeks.
“It’s only getting better from here. Lie down.”
>”Wait, what?”
“You didn’t think I was going to stop with your wings, did you? Pinkie gave me a lot of rope…”
>With a groan she flops backwards, belly facing upwards and legs stretched outwards.
>You quickly set to work, securing her limbs to the 4 posts of the bed, relishing her shudders as you slide your fingers along her hooves.
>”If you try tickling me, no amount of rope is going to stop me from kicking your ass!”
“Is that a challenge? Don’t get too cheeky now, or else you might tempt me into using the ballgag…”
>You take a step back and admire your handiwork: blindfolded, wings bound, spread eagled on the bed…
>A sudden, devilish thought hits you: the perfect way to test your bindings, and torture Dash at the same time.
>”So, you gonna stick it in or what?” Dash inquires, oblivious to your smirk as you kneel down in front of her.
“Patience Dash. You’ll be satiated soon enough… but in the meantime, I think I’ll have some fun with my new toy!”
>”What are you-“
>Her words trail off into a surprised moan as you plant a kiss on her hind leg, caressing the hoof gently.
>”Ugh! Not fair!” she complains, your teasing heightening her visible arousal.
“I never said it’d be fair~”
>With agonizing slowness, you begin to move the trail of kisses down and along her legs.
>Her legs squirm against the steadfast restraints, her breaths quickening in anticipation.
>You move your mouth from the inside of her thigh to her glistening entrance, giggling at how worked up she was. You hadn’t even properly started on her!
>With tantalizing, deliberate slowness, you run your tongue up from the base of her folds to the tip of her clitoris, giving it a tender lick.
>Rainbow Dash shakes in her binds, her tail standing straight and attentive, as you begin to caress the pink nub with your tongue.
>”Ah! Anon!” 
>Her involuntary squeals only spurs you on further, your tongue flicking gently at her fun button. 
>You move your tongue down from her clit to her moist, inviting lips, giving them a tender kiss.
>”Stop teasing!” Rainbow Dash moans, her tail flicking in excitement and her cheeks flushed.
“Ok then,” you giggle, running your finger down her slit. “Guess it’s time to taste the rainbow!”
>She barely has time to react before your tongue invades her, exploring her sensitive insides.
>Your tongue is immediately bombarded by the sweet taste of candy, much to your surprise.
>Rainbow Dash had been the butt of many candy-vag jokes, but you’d never thought she’d actually taste like this…
>You continue to worm your tongue in with newfound gusto, the sweetness of her insides enticing you further.
>”Having f-fun?” Rainbow Dash stammers, struggling to keep her composure against your orgasmic onslaught while her ears twitch rapidly.
>You can only hum in response, your mouth buried in her crotch.
>As your probing ends, making way for the rhythm of your lapping, Dash’s moans return to their fever pitch of desperation and euphoric bliss. 
>Her body may be shaking and straining to escape her binds, but her insides couldn’t be more inviting. The powerful muscles that would normally be satiated by your penis now rub and press against your tongue, as if to welcome your oral pleasuring.  
>It was a different kind of kiss for sure, but you definitely weren’t complaining. You were almost enjoying this as much as Dash was!
>Your train of thought is interrupted as her back begins to arch, her moans now incomprehensible exclamations of pure, primal pleasure.
>Well, maybe not quite as much as Dash…
>As her muscles begin to tighten around your tongue, you decide to pull out from the warm, wet embrace and instead wrap your lips around her clitoris once more.
>A shrill cry of surprise precedes a gush of sweet fluids, your mouth flooded as Dash’s back arches and her ears flatten.
>You swallow down the fruit of Dash’s orgasm, smiling as the satisfied pony pants in labored exhaustion.
>”Oh my gosh, oh my gosh…” she squeaks, as you rub her thighs reassuringly. 
>Her satiated grin turns into a frown as you move away from her soaking crotch, as if disappointed the moment was over.
>You quickly correct the frown by moving up, giving Dash a sensual kiss on her normal lips.
>Her resistance is minimal as your tongue dominates hers, only feebly attempting to fight back.
>”I taste great!” Rainbow Dash giggles as you break off the kiss. “We should do this more often!”
“Agreed. Seeing you helplessly squirm like is just too damn cute.”
>”So what now? I thought this was meant to be for your satisfaction.”
“Oh don’t worry, I thoroughly enjoyed that particular moment,” you chuckle. “Now the real fun begins.”
>You dismount from the bed and return to the scattered toys, rifling through them for a particular plaything. 
>”I think I might need a breather,” Dash sighs contently. “Don’t go mounting me just yet, okay?”
“You’re not the one who gets to make that decision…” you chuckle, running your hands down Dash’s firm body. “In fact, I think that’s rather cheeky of you to say that.”
>”I’m not too confident about that tone in your voice…” Dash mutters nervously.
“Oh don’t worry, you’ll be fine. Unless you want a safety word and can’t breathe through your nose.”
>”No, don’t you dare!”
>You ignore Dash’s complaints and slide off the bed, rummaging through the toys for a particular plaything. 
“Ah, here we go! Open your mouth as wide as you can, Dashie.”
>She grumbles to herself before complying, her mouth stretching wide open.
“Good girl,” you laugh as you strap the ballgag on. “See, this isn’t so bad?”
>She responds with a muffled complaint, which you assume to be ‘This is so embarrassing!”. 
“Oh stop whining, I’m the only person who’ll ever see you like this,” you chuckle, running your finger down towards her crotch. “At least I hope I’ll be the only person to see you like this.”
>Your words trail off, the ensuing silence punctuated by the rapid breathing of Dash.
>As her nerves begin to settle and her panting steadies, you straddle her once more, gently prodding her sensitive entrance with your member.
>You knew she’d be on edge after an orgasm like that, and to enter her now would be cruel.
>Then again, you are in charge here, and she’s helpless beneath you…
>As your organ brushes against hers, she lets loose a muffled moan of arousal, fuelling your own primal desire.
>Through sheer force of will, you restrain from penetrating the prismatic pony beneath you, instead gently massaging her lips with your tip.
>”Mmmmph!” Dash cries, unable to vent her sexual frustration, even through her voice.
>Well, she certainly seems ready for you…
>You grab her buttocks roughly, relishing the surprised groan Dash gives you, before lining up your manhood with her slit.
>Without a moment’s hesitation, you slide in, hilting inside her with the first thrust.
>The heavenly feeling hits you like an electric shock: you pause for a moment, yelping instinctually. 
>Your break is short lived, however: as if begging you to continue, Dash’s muscles clench and tug on your dick.
>You steel yourself with a deep breath before pulling out, until only the tip remains in her.
>In unison, the two of you moan in delight as you slam back into her, roughly burying yourself in her crotch.
>God damn… Dash must really be aroused right now…
>Your grip on her ass tightens as, does her grip on you, as you settle into a smooth and steady rhythm of pelvic gyrations. 
>Even despite the rope keeping her in place, you could feel Dash trying to grind against you, the bondage bindings squeaking as her legs rubbed against them.
>You move a hand from its groping position on her flank to one of her tied wings, rubbing the delicate base carefully.
>A sudden clench robs you of your breath, as Dash lets loose an unrestrained cry of orgasmic joy.
“Ugh… let’s not do that again. Don’t want me to cum early now, do ya?”
>She weakly mutters a ‘no’ through the ballgag, before biting back down on it as you pick up the pace of your thrusts.
>Sex with Dash was normally a fair competition: if she wanted to take the top spot then she’d vie for it with the competitive spirit you’d come to love in her.
>But now, rutting her senseless while she lay helpless beneath you?
>That was… exhilarating.
>And given Dash’s muffled moans and soaking crotch, you’re sure she was enjoying it as much as you were.
>To tease her further, you slow your thrusting down to a snail’s pace, while planting kisses down Dash’s neck.
>She immediately begins to squirm, her vaginal muscles massaging and coaxing your member, earnestly tempting you to renew your movements.
>As you prepare for another thrust, a devilish thought suddenly crosses your mind.
>You’re only ever going to get this kind of chance once… 
>With a wet ‘plop’ you pull out fully, eliciting a disappointed groan from Dash.
>Her groan quickly turns into a muffled yelp, as you position your penis at her backdoor.
>Already slick from Dash’s sexual fluids, your shaft slides easily into her doughnut butthole, gently stretching the virgin hole.
>Seeing Dash clench down on her gag, her body shaking, you decide to take it slowly. Pinkie’s warning still rang clearly through your head, and it’d be unnecessarily cruel to pound away at her without warning.
>A few minutes of gentle encouragement and rubbing relaxes Dash, and you feel her anus loosen around your member.
>Feeling more confident, you begin to explore her ass, surprised at how easily she took you in to the hilt.
>You know you wouldn’t be enjoying her perfect pony plot for long though: you were already pretty close to the edge, and judging by the copious amounts of fluid she was leaking, so was she.
>Her initial moans of pain had been fully replaced by her familiar, guttural moans of arousal, now laced with an adorable hesitancy. 
“What’s wrong Dash? Not sure you should be enjoying this?” you taunt, moving your hand down to her lonely clitoris.
>She couldn’t answer if she wanted to, especially not after what you were about to do…
>Dash freezes as you rub the pink nub, her insides clenching around you.
>The intense massage is too great to resist, the feeling finally sending you over the precipice.
>You grasp Dash tightly as you fill her colon with your seed, as warm fluids splash against your crotch.
>For a moment, time stands still: the silence broken by your joint exclamations of pleasure and satisfaction.
>With a final sigh you pull out, semen gently dribbling down her crotch.
>As you carefully remove the bindings from Rainbow Dash, she dazedly struggles to her feet, her legs shaking.
>Off comes the ballgag and blindfold, Dash giving a weak smile as you toss them aside.
>”That was… cheeky,” She giggles breathlessly. “You’re lucky it didn’t hurt going up my butt, or else…”
“I knew you were a tough gal. You would have been able to take it…”
>”Damn right. Gotta say though, that was much more enjoyable than I had expected.”
“Why don’t we do this every night?” You pant, leaning back onto the bed.
>”Because then it wouldn’t be special now, would it?” Rainbow Dash giggles, climbing onto your chest.
>The two of you fall quiet for a moment, enjoying the simple cuddle.
>”We should probably hit the shower before we sleep. I don’t want to wake up with cum in my bum again.”
“Again?” you splutter, before noticing Dash’s smirk.
>”You’re so easy to wind up, you know that?”
“You little bitch-“
>Your well-humored insult is cut off as Dash sneaks in a kiss, before hopping off your chest.
“Come on ya, big idiot. Don’t be one of those guys that fall asleep two minutes after sex!”
>You grumble to yourself, before hauling yourself off the stained bedcovers. 
>As you follow Dash into the bathroom, a question begins to itch in your mind.
“Hey Dash, out of curiosity… what was your kink going to be if you won anyway?”
>”Being tied up, bound and rutted senseless,” she says with a smirk.
>As you struggle to think up a reply, she bursts into laughter, before strutting proudly into the bathroom.
>That devious little bitch…

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