A brilliant white flash sears through the room, burning itself into your vision. You're seeing spots as you look around and after a few minutes your vision returns to normal. Twilight now has a collar around her neck, and before you lies a very large collection of whips, paddles, chains, gags, and many other BDSM toys. Your mouth begins watering at the sight of them, and fantasies began flooding your head. Just the thought of having Twilight tied up, whipped, paddled and tortured was more then enough to get you wet. However, an unease thought sits on your mind.
You always had a slight problem with bondage... You were know to be a bit intense as a dominatrix, you didn't like breaking character. There were often times when you lost all self control and you were unable to stop yourself. If Twilight was going to go through with this, you better let her know...
"Um uh Twilight... Are you sure you want to go through with this? I tend to get a bit aggressive when I get into it... I probably won't be able to stop myself..." You say shyly.
Twilight looks up from the collar that she had been eyeing. "Well, deep down I've always liked to be dominated a little... And I can't lie when I say this seems very erotic..." The unicorn seems very unsure, and looks to the Princess almost as if she knew the answer.
"Twilight," Celestia says with a sincere voice. "Do whatever seems right to you, if you like to be dominated, don't try and hide it. Even if it may seem a little weird, or freakish, that's the real pony you are, there's no lying from that."
She looks down at her hooves as she tries to decide. The Princess's words seemed to have helped, as after a minute she looks up at you with a smile. "Yes Marmalade... This is the pony that I am, and there's not changing that..."
You get very excited as she says that, you hadn't done some good bondage in years, and just thinking about it was making you gush like a waterfall. "Good... Now get on the floor, bitch." You immediately dive into it, you're voice changing to a very cruel, serious tone.
At first Twilight seems a little surprised, but quickly complies to you're demands. She lies across the floor and awaits your next move.
You walk over to the pile of torture devices, browsing through the large collection with devious eyes. So many things that could cause pain, it was becoming harder to pick one the more you looked. After a few minutes, you finally pick up the,
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