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>At last, your latest masterpiece is finished!
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>Putting down your sewing needle and sighing pridefully.
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>Truly this would go down as one of the best gowns you’ve ever made.
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>Not only will you be praised for designing it.
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>But more importantly, your Queen will surely be the center of every ponies’ attention at the social gathering tomorrow, and she’ll be showered with love.
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>Although.
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>You take one last look at the gown.
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>You chose midnight blue for its color.
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>Small diamonds adore the gown in all the right places.
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>You know from a simple light test that it’ll shine more marvelously than the brightest star in the Queen’s night sky.
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>You gently lift the fabric with your hoof.
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>The softest silk from Saddle Arabia that money could buy.
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>Finishing your little inspection, you are once again filled with pride.
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>Well, you’re a little sadden by the fact that you weren’t allowed to add frills.
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>The Queen wanted a simple imperial gown.
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>Not a problem for a brilliant seamstress such as yourself.
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>But you really would like to add frills.
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>Absentmindedly, your eyes roam over the very pronounced curves of the mannikin.
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>This was intentional.
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>As was making the gown slightly transparent.
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>This social gathering was more than just a noble’s retreat.
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>No, this gathering was being held for a much more important matter.
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>Finding the Queen a stallion!
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>The halls will be filled with hopeful young suitors looking to become king.
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>And while the Queen is certainly the most beautiful thing under the stars.
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>A little help bringing attention to her body would give the lusty males even more reasons to chase after her.
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>Truthfully, this is the most risqué gown you’ve ever made.
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>But it’s worth it.
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>Filled with pride once more, you cover the manikin with a sheet, and put it on a cart.
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>While you very much approve of the gown, your Queen has the final say.
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>You push the cart through the darken halls, until you come up to a large door.
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>Two stoic bat ponies salute you, before one of knock on the door.
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>” Enter.”
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>The pony opens the door, and you push your cart inside.
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>The door closes behind you, leave just you and the Queen to talk in private
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>You see your Queen laying on her bed partially hidden by drapes.
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>Your Queen’s head lifts from her forelegs when she sees you.
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>” Ah, Ms. Belle, I’ve been expecting you.
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“Good evening, my Grace.”
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“I have finished the gown per your request.’
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>Nightmare gracefully, if a tad rough for your liking, gets off her bed.
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>” Well then Ms. Belle, let’s see it then.
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>With no hesitation, you unveil the gown to her, and step back
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>You watch, as your Queen examines it with a critical eye.
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>Occasionally touch the gown here and there, to feel the fabric.
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>When she is finished, she turns to you.
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>” Excellent work, Ms. Belle.”
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>” Its everything I wanted, and more.”
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>You smile your biggest smile at your Queen’s praise and show your appreciation with a bow.
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>” Even your... creative liberties.”
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>You lift your head from your bow.
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“My creative liberties?”
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>You see her eyeing you like prey.
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>” Yes, creative liberties, I don’t recall asking for a sheer gown.”
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>Your Queen starts to saunter over to you.
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>” Why it’s so see through, I might as well wear nothing at all.”
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>” And I’ve worn Imperial gowns before.”
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>She stop before you and cranes her head down until it is eye level.
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>” But never one this tight.”
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>You feel yourself starting to break down under her gaze.
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>” Just think, Ms. Belle, it’ll hug every inch on my body.”
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>” And the materials you used will feel splendid every time I move against it.”
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>You feel your cheeks redden, partially in shame, but also in arousal at the image she is painting in your mind’s eye.
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>She smiles her toothy grin.
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>” I’ll only have my tail to defend my privacy.”
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>” But what if I were to lift it.”
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>” All would see my marehood.”
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>” Puffy and inflamed by the blatant exhibition.”
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>” Even just swinging my tail side to side, would offer any pony behind me a glimpse at it.”
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>You feel yourself heating up, your heartrate increasing, and your body shaking.
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>More so in arousal now than shame.
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>Seeing the effects she has on you causes her to lick her lips.
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>” I bet it would throw all of my suitors into a frenzy.”
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>Your Queen raises her head to once again stare down at you.
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>” Surly these thoughts entered into your head as you made this gown, Ms. Belle.”
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>You find yourself unable to speak.
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>Staring into her eyes, as if they were spotlights catching you in the middle of a crime
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“I…”
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>” Hmm?”
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“I just want to create the perfect dress that highlights my Queen’s beautiful and.”
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>Why couldn’t you stop yourself before you said and?
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>” And, Ms. Belle?”
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>You trapped yourself, and Nightmare isn’t letting you go.
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>Her eyes burn into your very being.
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>Too bad they’re not burning the butterflies in your stomach.
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>Swallowing with a dry throat, you prepare yourself for the aftermath that is to come.
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“And sensual nature.”
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>There was a moment of silence, before Nightmare throw her head back, roaring in laughter.
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>You’ll take her burning gaze over this.
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>You could just die from embarrassment right now.
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>You tried to look down, but your head is frozen in place by your Queen’s magic.
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>” Do not despair, Ms. Belle, you’re not the only one that thinks that.”
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>In an instant, Nightmare pulls you into a kiss.
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>Your brain melts into a confused mush of emotions and thoughts
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>Not knowing what to do, you simply let your Queen kiss you.
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>Soon lust and pleasure pull themselves out of the puddle.
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>Your Queen is easily the best kisser you’ve had.
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>A refined technique.
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>Your lips pressed against her supple lips
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>The way her tongue curls around yours, sending shocks through your body.
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>Before you can think anymore, Nightmare breaks the kiss.
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>You’re left breathless and aching for more.
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>Your Queen licks her lips, and stares at you with hungry eyes.
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>You feel that this time however, you’re prey to a different hungry.
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>” You may go, Ms. Belle”
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>Hearing her command, you bow, and leave your Queen’s bed chamber.
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>If life was simple, you could just move from last night’s events.
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>Even as you work on your dress for tonight’s party.
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>Your mind replays that kiss, leaving you yearning for another.
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>You sigh in frustration.
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>To make things worse.
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>Your Queen takes full delight in the brand-new effect she has on you.
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>She sways her hips far more than she should now when she walks in front of you.
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>That, or she would stretch herself in the most uncouth fashion.
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>You wish you could properly reprimand her.
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>But you find your eyes looking over her body more than you mind thinking about what to say.
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>Then when she’s is finished with her display, she always acts innocent, and goes about her business as if nothing happened.
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>You turn off your sewing machine and collect your dress.
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>You put it on a manikin and look over all the stitching.
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>There is a silver lining though.
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>If she is this good at teasing you, then she should have no problem railing up any male she fancies tonight.
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>You gently tug on the dress, testing to see if the stitching holds.
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>Pleased to see it not fall apart, you’re ready to add the next thing
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>Frills!
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>Lots and lots of frills.
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>Your horseshoe click through the halls.
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>You’ve timed everything perfectly, so that you’ll arrive a few minutes late.
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>The moonlight shines through the windows, illuminating the way, as you walk down the hall.
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>It also shines on your simple frilly white dress.
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>You loathe being a plain Jane, since you rarely get to wear something other than your uniform.
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>But tonight isn’t your night, so you’ll put up with it.
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>As you draw closer to the gathering, you can faintly hear music.
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>Arriving fashionably late to a social gathering in full swing.
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>That’s how you make an entrance and get everyone’s attention.
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>You only hope when your Queen does it, everyone will stop and stare.
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>You finally reach the room where the gathering is being held.
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>Taking a deep breath, you hype yourself up, and enter the room.
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>A few ponies notice you enter, but most are focused with themselves, the music, or.
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>You frown, as you see your Queen surrounded by various ponies.
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>So much for her grand entrance.
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>At least she’s still the center of attention.
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>You put your Queen in the back of your mind and start to walk over to the refreshment table.
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>You’ve spent enough time doing nothing, and what better way to make up for lost time than over a glass of wine.
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>Throughout the night, wine, smiles, and gossip past your lips.
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>Unsurprisingly Nightmare’s gown was the main topic of the night.
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>Some mares are surprised that she would wear it in the first place.
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>Others wish they wear so bold and could wear something like that.
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>The few married mares you talk to were angry that their husbands were paying more attention to her than them.
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>All in all, everyone was having a good time.
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>Even your Queen looked like she was having fun with her male subjects.
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>You weren’t actively paying attention to Your Queen and her suitors.
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>But every now and then, you would glance and see her enjoying the company with some male.
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>And that male would be different every time.
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>Doesn’t take you long to find out why, when you see her and a stallion quietly leaving the room.
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>Only for her to come back smiling, and alone.
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>After some time the stallion came back.
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>He looked a little shaken, and his smile is obviously forced.
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>Another stallion approaches him, and the two of them have a small chat, before they both move off to the side.
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>You see them join a rather large gathering of other males.
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>Seems not everyone is having a good time tonight.
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>Hours fade into the night, and ponies are starting to go home.
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>You wave some of your new friend’s good night and leave yourself.
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>Tonight was fun, but you wish your Queen would entertain the idea of bringing some pony to her chamber.
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>You sigh.
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>She’ll find one pony she loves more than causing night terrors eventually.
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>Instead of going straight to your room, you veer off into an adjacent hallway.
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>With all the wine you’ve drank, you need to visit the closets ladies room.
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>You find one, and quickly take care of business.
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>Feeling much better now, you walk out of the bathroom, and peer into a void.
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>Now you want to make a dramatic entrance.
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>Nightmare walks from the shadows.
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>They vanish, as she appears.
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>” Fancy meeting you here, Ms. Belle.”
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>You bow before her.
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> “How was your night?”
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“It was very enjoyable, my Queen.”
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>Nightmare smirks, then wraps her mane wraps around you, and drags you close to her.
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>” Just enjoyable?”
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>She looks at you with those same hungry eyes.
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>You shudder slightly, and your heart start to beat a little faster.
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>You were about to respond, but she silences you with a kiss.
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>Just like she did the first time.
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>So sudden that you couldn’t resist it.
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>Not that you would try.
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>Earlier lust is reawaken now mixed with alcohol lowered inhibitions.
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>Meaning you weren’t going to be a passive standby this time.
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>You return the kiss.
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>Slithering your tongue around hers.
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>Your lips suckling and smacking on hers.
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>Stifled moans and saliva mix in each other’s mouths.
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>You don’t know how long you two were locked in your intimate kiss.
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>But when you two separated, you were left breathless.
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>” Tonight doesn’t have to end with just enjoyable, Ms. Belle.”
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>You feel a heat rising through your body.
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“My Queen, that… I mean.”
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>Words are failing you.
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>Nightmare’s never-ending gaze stares right through you.
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>” Speechless, Ms. Belle.”
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>She swiftly turns on her hooves and shows her flank to you.
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>” It’s a good things actions speak louder than words.”
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>Oh dear.
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>The heat in your body erupts into an inferno.
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>Your breathing is frantic, as is your heart beat.
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>You can’t resist.
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>Alcohol and lust drive your body into moving.
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>As you draw closer, you an obvious stain on her gown.
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>You stand behind her, trembling with excitement and desire.
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>You slide your hooves along Nightmare’s gown.
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>Slowly, you lift it up.
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>Occasionally touching your Queen’s calves on the way up.
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>Your Queen shudders at your touch.
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>You rest the gown on top of her flanks.
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>You hold your breath, as you see Nightmare’s mound in all its glory.
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>Dark blue outer lips, redden by arousal and shining from her juices.
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>When you breathe again, your nose fills with her intoxicating scent.
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>You clenched your thighs, feeling the wetness of your own mound against them.
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>You want to lick it.
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>A simple thought causes you to clench your thighs tighter, making you moan softly as you feel a small shock of pleasure.
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>Lick every inch of it.
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>Drink in every drop of her juices.
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>And suckle on her clit if it dares wink at you.
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>Your desires now fully driving you, you lean forward.
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>Ready to get the first taste of many right there in the hallway.
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>You are so committed to debauchery, that you are caught off guard when you’re engulfed by shadows.
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>The next thing you know, you’re no longer in the hallway, but now on your Queen’s bed in her chamber.
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>Nightmare shrieks with laughter.
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>” So eager to please.”
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>You focus returns to your Queen.
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>You notice that she is no longer wearing her gown.
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>Must have removed it while you both were in the darkness.
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>She lays herself on her back and spreads her hind legs open.
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>” Well, don’t let a change in scenery stop you now.”
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>Your lust taking over again, you hastily move towards her.
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>Once you’re close enough, you lay yourself between her legs.
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>You feel the sheet touch your coat.
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>Meaning that you too have been striped in the darkness.
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>But that’s just a minor footnote that is thrown at the back of your mind.
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>You get an eyeful of the glistening royal mound once again.
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>You lick your lips and lean in
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>With nothing stopping you this time, you extend your tongue out.
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>The first lick was a slow drag from the bottom of her vagina all the way up to her winking clit.
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>You wanted to savor the taste, before you start licking in earnest.
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>Your queen moans, as you work your tongue on her petals.
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>Simple sounds of encouragement that make you want to pleasure your Queen more.
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>You changed your technique from broad licks to short ones.
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>Focusing your efforts around the middle and upper parts of her vagina.
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>This causes Nightmare to mewl and writhe.
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>Your tongue pushes your Queens folds open and pushes back her clit hood.
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>With her clit fully exposed, you swirl your tongue around it, before you wrap your lips around it.
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>With loving suckles and licks, you lavish your attention all over her clit.
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>This strongly affects her, causing her to moan loudly, while pushing her hips into your face.
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>Not wanting to leave the rest of her mound unattended, you fill your horn with magic.
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>Surrounding her lips with your magic, you start rubbing them in semicircles.
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>You play with her like this for a while, listening to your Queens moans, before switching it up.
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>You let go of her clit with a pop, then pinch and rub it with your magic
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>With your mouth going towards Nightmare’s vagina, you push your tongue inside her.
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>Lapping all over her inner walls.
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>You feel every inch of your Queen tense, before she explodes.
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>Your mouth floods with her cum, and you swallow it down.
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>You feel a tightness around your neck, and you know your Queen has locked her legs around you.
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>Nightmare’s orgasm lasts for some time
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>Your neck starts to hurt, and you’re running a bit light on air.
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>Eventually, your Queen enters her afterglow, and her hind legs relax.
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>Slipping your head away your Queen’s mound, you rest your head on her pelvis.
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>You see the content smile spread across your Queens face.
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>It’s somewhat infectious, as you find yourself smiling too.
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>” Amazing.”
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“It was my pleasure, my Queen.”
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>You feel your Queen’s magic wrap around you.
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>You’re lifted while she stands up.
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>” You may call Nightmare while we’re alone.”
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>” And we will be alone a lot more from now on.”
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>” Would that please you more, Rarity?”
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>You both know that was a rhetorical question.
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“Nothing would please me more, Nightmare.”
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>She smirks and kisses you.
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>Her magic moves you towards the bed.
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>She doesn’t break the kiss until your back touches the bed.
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>” You have been such a good servant thus far.”
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>She nibbles on your neck, making you squirm.
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>” And good servants get a special reward from their Queen.”
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>Nightmare licks your neck and rubs her hoof in circles around your stomach.
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>Her touch makes you gasp.
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>” So sensitive.”
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>Nightmare suckles on your neck, while her hoof moves down your body.
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>You can’t keep yourself still.
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>Wiggling your body into the bed, failing to cool the fire spreading through your body.
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>Her hoof brushes against your vagina takes all your willpower not moan loud enough to wake the castle.
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>” And so wet.”
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>Your Queen gives you quick peck on the lips, then she folds your lower body over your head.
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>You can see the effects of you neglecting your mound, as a bead of your juices drips onto your face.
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>” Enjoy the show, and don’t cum too fast now.”
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>Not waiting for you to respond, Nightmare starts to lick your vagina.
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>You understand now what she meant by show, as you watch your Queen drags her tongue across your folds.
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>To make things better, you can also feel each lick as you watch.
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>This time you don’t repress your moans.
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>Letting your Queen know that you are enjoying the show and her reward.
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>Seemingly pleased with your moans, Nightmare puts more effort into her oral skills.
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>Her long tongue laps at part of your loins.
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>Even when she starts to mix in shorter and faster licks, her tongue still manages to drag across your entire vagina.
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>The broad base of her tongue feels divine every time it presses against your winking clit.
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>Pleasure starts to radiate through your body.
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>Small twitches in your hind legs, and heavier breathing announce that you’re starting to feel it.
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>Your Queen gives you one last tantalizing lick, before she smiles down at you, and thrust her tongue into your depths.
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>You are left breathless, as your inner walls wrap around every inch of her tongue.
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>Never before has a tongue filled you up like this.
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>Your mind and body struggling to understand this new feeling.
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>Nightmare starts to pull her tongue out, but your body isn’t willing to let go.
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>Your vagina clamps down trying to halt its movement and keep you full.
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>You fail however, as you feel her tongue slip past your grasp.
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>She pulls her tongue free from your marehood.
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>Leaving your body empty, twitching, and begging for more.
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>Nightmare didn’t indulge.
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>Instead, she traced the outlines of your petals with the tip of her tongue.
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>You grunt in frustration.
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>This isn’t what you want, and she knows it.
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>Once the tip of her tongue finishes its tour, it settles on your pulsating clit.
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>She swirls it around your nub, making you tense up and moan.
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>Your forehooves dig into the bed, and you try moving your hips to get Nightmare’s tongue where it matters.
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>She puts a stop to that by tightening her grasp around your waist.
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>You whimper, your eyes pleading for release.
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>Nightmare flicks her tongue on your clit one last time.
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>” Wait for it just a little while longer.”
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>Your Queen grins.
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>” I’ll have you drowning in ecstasy.”
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>Nightmare hovers her mouth over your mounds once more.
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>She swirls her tongue around your petals, then thrusts it inside.
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>Your vagina is happy to welcome her tongue back home.
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>Lovingly clenching around it with it’s warm wet walls.
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>You feel your Queen pulling her tongue out, but before any doubt could form in your mind, she slides it back in.
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>Your Queen moves her tongue in a steady rhythm.
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>Taking her tongue out far enough to leave you feeling empty, before she pushes it back in.
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>You start to fill the room with moans and gasps, as your body starts twitching again as you climb to your climax.
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>Your Queen allows you to enjoy yourself, humming softly into your vagina.
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>Soon you slip into a trance.
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>Zoning in on Nightmare’s tongue, and the pleasure its giving you.
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>You’re brought back to reality when your Queen removes her tongue.
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>Before you could protest, Nightmare rests your body on the bed, and kisses you.
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>She lifts you up with her forelegs without breaking the kiss.
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>When she does break the kiss, she quickly spins you around, and pushes you back on the bed.
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>Then you feel her hooves slap your flanks.
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>You moan with a mixture of surprise and pleasure.
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>Your Queen chuckles.
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>” Too hard?”
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“N-no, just wasn’t expecting it.”
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>” Good.”
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>She playful slaps your flanks again.
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>” Up.”
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>You rise your lower body on shaky legs.
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>The desperate need to cum after being denied twice before is overwhelming.
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“Please, Nightmare.”
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>That came out more like a whine than a plea.
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>” Hmmm, let’s see.”
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>You feel her huff right on your vagina.
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>Even something as small as a puff of air makes your over sensitive body spasm.
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>You feel movement behind you, but is confused when it stops, and you feel nothing.
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>Then Nightmare’s hoof in front of you.
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>It’s glistening, no doubt wet from your overflowing juices.
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>She moves her hoof from view, but curiosity makes you turn your head.
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>You’re rewarded with the sight of your Queen licking her hoof clean.
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>With an exaggerated slurp, she finishes her clean up job.
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>” Yes, I think you’ve had enough.”
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>Nightmare puts her hooves on your flanks again.
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>She softly caresses them, before she pushes her tongue into your vagina.
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>A lusty filled moan explodes from your mouth.
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>Her tongue feels even better than the last time.
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>Might have something to with the promised reward of the oncoming orgasm that has eluded you for so long.
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>Nightmare starts to swirl her tongue inside you.
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>Its length makes it feels like a never-ending spiral against your walls.
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>Your moans never cease, and your body spasms uncontrollably.
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>But you’re too far gone to care about the buildup.
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>You need to cum now!
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>Forcing your body to be still, you start swaying your hips around in a circle.
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>The added sensation of grinding against Nightmare’s tongue sends you rocketing to the peak.
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>You dig your hooves into the bed and start pushing your hips back while grinding away.
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>You’re so close!
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>If you can just get Nightmare’s tongue to rub your g spot the right way, or.
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>Out of the blue you feel a pinch on your clit.
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>That is enough to push you over into an explosive orgasm.
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>You yell out the loudest moan in your entire life.
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>Your orgasm hits like a tidal wave, sweeping over you like nothing you’ve ever experience before.
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>Your lower half is kept up by some unknown force through the whole ordeal.
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>Eventually, your mind-blowing climax ebbs away.
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>Leaving you with a lack of sense and feeling.
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>Finally, your hind legs give out.
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>Making you crash down to the bed below.
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>You barely hang on to your conscience, as you enter your aftershock.
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>Strong spasms still rock your body while you lay on the bed breathless.
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>For the moment the only sound in the room is your heavy breathing.
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>Until you get ahold of yourself, then the room is filled with silence.
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>Faintly you feel something turning you over.
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>Rolled onto your back, you stare up at a grinning Nightmare.
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>She lowers her face down and kisses you.
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>Her mouth tastes of your vagina and the juices that it gushed.
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>Nightmare cuts the kiss short, then lays down beside you.
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>She turn your limp to face her again.
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>” Well, Rarity, did you enjoy the first night of many?”
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“Words cannot hope to explain my enjoyment, darling.”
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>Nightmare pulls you into an embrace, and lightly nibbles on your neck.
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>” From now on, you are forbidden from calling any pony ‘darling’.”
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>You return the embrace, letting Nightmare’s warmth wash over you, and slowly lull you to sleep.
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“Of course, my darling Nightmare.”
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