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Trixie woke up feeling more refreshed than the day before. She had dozed off somewhere between planning her escape and dreaming about the eventual retribution she would inflict on her tormentor. The lights were on now, and they seemed to shine brighter than ever before. She could see the machinery that surrounded her better, but that didn't seem to give her any new advantages.

Trixie inched towards the bowl to relieve her morning thirst. There was still some water left at the bottom. The idea of drinking from there didn't bother her as much now. Her hunger had grown, but there was nothing she could do about it now. Hopefully, drinking will make it easier.

As Trixie lowered her face to the bowl, pressing herself into the metal grate, she noticed that the liquid barely touched her lips. She sucked it in, barely getting any in her mouth. She pressed stronger into the bars, hoping to get more. That allowed her to get another mouthful, but there was no way she could drink any more without using her tongue. She'd have to lap like a dog to get the rest. Further humiliation. At least Sparkle wasn't here to see her.

And all the time she was lapping the water up she had to stare at Twilight's cutie mark mocking her from below. The liquid still seemed surprisingly pleasant, even though she wasn't exceedingly thirsty anymore. It took her some time to fully sate herself, and by the end, there was so little water left that she got almost no moisture with her licks. She decided it wasn't worth the while for her to continue. This was already enough self-abasement for the day.

Unfortunately, her stomach continued to trouble her. It didn't seem to relent even a bit after drinking. This was her second day without food, and considering that she was already mildly malnourished after her stay in jail, it bothered her heavily. Maybe Sparkle will bring her a meal today, but knowing her it will probably include some other deranged torture.

As it turns out, Trixie didn't have to wait long to find out. As she was laying on her back and coming up with better comebacks for the next visit, as per Twilight's recommendation, she heard the soft sound of the door opening. And then steps slowly getting closer.

"Good morning, Trixie." Twilight smiled brightly. "How was your sleep? I hope you feel refreshed, I know I do."

"I feel great, given the terrible circumstances. Have you turned up some new demented ways of torturing me or are you going to go with the same old?" She came up with this one while waiting for Twilight, probably should've put a bit more sting into it though.

"Oh, don't worry I have a whole array of them waiting for you. But I wouldn't want to spoil the surprise." Twilight glanced at the near-empty bowl standing in the cage. "I see you had a good drink yesterday. Did you like it?"

"You've put something in the water, I know it!" Trixie exclaimed accusatively. She was onto Twilight's schemes. It was also a good way to deflect from the fact that she drank the water that served as Twilight's leg wash.

"Of course I did. I put my feet there, you saw it." That smug skank. She knows that's not what I meant. Twilight only smiled wider.

"No, what I'm saying is you've diluted something in it. It's not supposed to taste that good. Nor should it have any smell, but it did!"

"Oh, you mean this smell?" Twilight leaned in towards Trixie, pushing her hand into the cage and bringing it to the other mare.

Trixie looked at her suspiciously, before timidly moving nearer. As she approached, that same pleasant smell hit her nostrils. Unconsciously she brought her head even closer, almost touching Twilight's hand with her nose. Once she realized what she was doing, she quickly jerked her head back.

"Is this your perfume?"

"It's not exactly a perfume. You see, the transformation into an alicorn brings with itself a lot of changes, some of them being more subtle than others. As rulers of Equestria, we gain not only a more authoritative image and superior magical prowess," she let the lines of arcane forces dance around her fingers as an illustration, which only served to further taunt Trixie with her constrained horn, "but also a certain level of increased attractiveness in the minds of our subjects. This includes smells and... some other things." She smiled mischievously.

Trixie was silent. She didn't like being reminded of all the advantages Sparkle had over her. She remembered how furious she was when she first learned of Twilight's ascension. Such honor and power were given to her principal rival, while she had to sweat blood just to earn a living! It wasn't fair. There was no justice in this world. And now she learned that Twilight had gotten even more assets than she first imagined! The thought awakened some strange, uncomfortable feelings within her. Unwelcome notions of submission and reverence floated around in her mind.

She shook them away, focusing on her hate towards Sparkle. All the pain that Trixie had to go through because of her, cemented the indisputable fact that there could be no place for anything else in her mind when thinking of Twilight.

"It is said that substances that come into significant contact with princesses hold a special allure for those who admire them," Twilight continued. "I'm glad we have proven that this sentiment holds true."No, it doesn't.

"I have nothing but sheer contempt towards you. You have ruined my life and still continue trying to trample it into the dirt. You are crazy if you believe that there is even a single fiber of my body that holds any goodwill for you." Trixie was absolutely confident of this. There could be nothing else.

"I guess we'll just have to wait and see how true that is," Twilight said, falling silent for a second. She regarded Trixie with an appraising gaze. "Hmm, since you've drunk your fill as we agreed, I guess it's time for me to give you a meal. You look starved." Trixie looked expectantly at Twilight. "But -" of course. There was always a 'but' with Sparkle. A big purple ' but', to be exact. "- I need you to do a small favor for me before that." Trixie was sure that this 'favor' would be anything but small.

"You see, there is one more thing that I have 'acquired' during my ascension. You probably know already that there is a sort of an open secret in Equestria that Princesses have a set of... hmm... 'equipment' that you wouldn't normally expect on them. It's a rather big thing, so it's impossible to always hide it perfectly even under their large dresses." Trixie didn't like where this was going. "And at this point, they don't even try to." Twilight stopped to contemplate for a second, her hands going to her waist.

"But for me, this is all new still. I didn't really have a proper... 'release' yet, since my transformation." Her fingers started toying with the hem of her skirt as if craving to pull it down.

"Please don't tell me that this is what I think it is."

"Well, what do you think it is?" Twilight was playing with her, Trixie knew it. She saw Twilight's hands glide over her crotch, giving it soft rubs.

"Something obscene and completely inappropriate for this circumstance."

"Wanna see it?" Twilight suddenly asked with a wink.

The second of hesitation by Trixie was enough for Twilight to start pulling her skirt down, revealing a fat, succulent bulge between her legs covered by white panties.

"I... I don't think you should be..."

"Wanna see it naked?"

Trixie actually did want to see it. Out of sheer curiosity, of course. That was the only reason why she didn't immediately exclaim her disapproval, letting Twilight pull down her underwear, slowly exposing her massive tool. A small patch of purple pubic hair was revealed first before Twilight's still soft dick flopped out of her undergarments.

"It's so... huge"

"Oh, Trixie, I didn't take you for a flatterer."

"T-that wasn't meant as a compliment!" Trixie stammered out. It didn't sound very convincing.

"It's too late to take your words back. Now I know that you like it. And it likes you too." Twilight accented the point by giving her cock a squeeze. It twitched lightly, getting a little bit bigger and harder.

This wasn't going the way Trixie expected it to. She had to put a stop to it now. She will tell Twilight to cut it off. But her eyes were still glued to that purple slab of meat. It throbbed rhythmically. And with each pulse it grew larger, magnetizing Trixie's gaze.

Twilight took a step forward. She was standing up against the cage now, her dick hanging ominously over it. The pungent smell reached Trixie's nose. It was the same aroma that she inhaled before, only now it was much more potent, much more concentrated, as if it was compressed into a singularity of mind-numbing chemicals. It seemed to go through her nose right to her brain, enveloping it in its intoxicating embrace.

Trixie had to do something, she couldn't just surrender to Twilight's musk. She needed to say something, to restore her control over her senses.

"What do you expect me to do with this monstrous thing, Sparkle?" She tried to sound aggressive, but it seemed to only egg Twilight on. Her dick pulsed heavily, releasing a generous blob of pre that descended in a thick cloudy strand right into Trixie's enclosure.

"Kiss it, lick it, suck it, worship it." Twilight punctuated each phrase with a rub of her veiny shaft.

Trixie had to continue her resistance, she couldn't be swayed by just a mere sight of Twilight's enormous endowment.

"Are you still going to pretend like the purpose of this perverse sham is anything but the fulfillment of your depraved desires?"

"Oh, the 'fulfillment of my depraved desires' is definitely a part of it. But that doesn't mean that the main purpose isn't your rehabilitation. There is no reason why I can't combine both tasks into one. Two items in a list crossed off with a single stroke." She squeezed her cock, pulling its sensitive flesh to the base and then back again. "Now that's what I call efficiency."

"I'm not going to debase myself by slobbering over your brutish prick." Trixie seemed to have finally gotten a grip on herself. She was back in it.

"How reserved of you, Trixie. But I'm confident you have given quite a few 'private performances' before. That outfit on you looks rather revealing. Are you sure that's not one of those 'slutty magician' costumes?"

"How dare you!" Trixie put great care in fashioning her appearance, being a public performer and all. So she was rather defensive about it when challenged. "It might be a surprise to you, but not everyone gets a steady supply of bits from the crown for their mere existence. Some of us actually have to work. A properly chosen attire attracts more viewers and allows me to pay my bills."

"Well, it sure is attracting me alright." Twilight gripped her dick at the base and waved it at Trixie as if to confirm her words. Another sizeable dollop of precum was hanging from its tip. With each swing, it descended lower, finally splitting as it hit one of the top bars of the cage and fell inside. Trixie pressed herself into the opposite side of the crate, trying to get as far as possible from Twilight's threatening cock and her viscous fluids. Though, the scariest part about that overhanging proof of Princess's virility was Trixie's animal attraction to it swelling inside her.

"I am not going to put my lips, or anything else for that matter, on that freakish thing!" She was speaking with confidence now, but her feeble frame, squashed into the bars while cowering away from Twilight's imposing stature, didn't lend any support to her bold proclamation.

"Are you sure? You look awfully hungry, I think you could use a nice succulent meal." Twilight stroked her dick again, the head glistening with sticky fluid that she, no doubt, planned to feed to the captive mare.

"I am absolutely sure!" She wasn't sure at all.

"Oh, Trixie. You are such a tease. Wooing me with your dicksucking lips and then leaving me with balls as blue as your skin." Twilight finally relented, taking a step back and pulling her panties up, not quite covering her still hard shaft. "I guess I'll have to wait a bit more. Don't worry, your meal -" she casually massaged her balls through the fabric of her underwear, "- is going to wait for you too."

Trixie relaxed a little. She had won, for now. Twilight finished lifting up her skirt and mused on her next course of action.

"Hmm, I probably should pour you some more water, since you drank it all like a good little girl." Her horn lit up, an arcane aura enveloping the water bowl standing in the cage and filling it with more liquid. "Are you fine with just regular water, or do you want me to soak my feet in it? Maybe even put my di..."

"NOO! No! No! No!" Trixie even startled herself with her own outburst.

"Don't knock it before you try it. You probably didn't imagine my feet to give such a nice flavor to your drink either."

"Don't touch my water. I don't want any of your dirty body parts inside it."

"Damn it, Trixie, stop teasing me with your impudence. It will be your fault if I get a boner again." Seems more like it would be the fault of Twilight's insatiable lust if anything.

"Can you stop talking about your prick for one second? Is that the only thing on your mind?"

"Well, it is quite big, difficult to forget about it. As you'll soon find out I'm sure." Twilight winked, patting her crotch.

"Oh, just leave me be, Sparkle. I'm getting so tired of your smug innuendos. It's not happening."

"Have fun, then. Don't worry, I'll visit you again soon." With that Twilight turned around and walked up the stairs, leaving Trixie alone with her thoughts. As the door closed with a distant thud, it seemed like the lights in the room dimmed as well, creating an uncomfortable, gloomy atmosphere.

Twilight left, but the musky aroma emanating from her would still remain for some time. Thankfully, with its source out of the room, Trixie could feel the smell slowly dissipate with each breath.

Now that was definitely... something. I knew Sparkle had some deranged desires but I didn't think it would be this depraved. That she would just come in, take her beastly appendage out and expect me to satisfy her debauched requests simply because she had a massive, juicy dick. To be honest, that thing really is quite big. Trixie imagined what it would feel like for it to push into her marehood. It was so gigantic it would probably split her in two.

But this, of course, was a mere wandering curiosity. She wasn't actually interested in feeling Twilight's huge cock slide into her sopping wet... Oh gosh, it is wet... cunt. Trixie wasn't just some whore that would jump on any stallionhood that comes into her view simply because it was large and virile... and was accompanied by a pair of hefty balls that surely held a big load of potent cum... and was attached to a gorgeous Princess... who was also one of the smartest and most magically gifted mares in Equestria... and who had already shown superior skills and intelligence in several duels with Trixie.

Okay, Trixie had to stop thinking about it. She could already feel her pussy tingling. She needed to cool down. Drink some water. Yes, that was a good idea.

She stood on her hands and knees and approached the bowl tentatively. As she looked down, prepared to lower her head and start drinking, she noticed something strange.

Why, in Tartarus, is there a picture of a massive lavender horsecock in my bowl?!... That degenerate twat, when did she even do it?

Trixie blinked hard several times, hoping that would make it go away. But no, a picture of Twilight Sparkle's dick was still there, in all its glorious detail. Trixie could see every juicy vein as if she was staring at it in real life. She felt her nethers throb.

She wasn't getting hot and bothered from thinking about Twilight railing her, certainly not. And she definitely wasn't imagining what it would feel like to have Twilight's prodigious nuts smack her ass every time she was hilting inside Trixie's quivering cunt. A picture of Princess's powerful thighs clenching with each push as she was completely obliterating Trixie's barely conscious body by her forceful thrusts was absolutely not on her mind as she slowly lowered her head and took a large sip of water all the while staring intently on the picture of Twilight's tremendous purple rod on the bottom of the bowl.

Trixie had to take control of herself. As she continued drinking she tried to focus on something else but wanton images continued assaulting her weak brain. She finally drank her fill and decided to lie down. But as she was moving around she felt something sticky on her fingers. Trixie brought her hand to her nose, sniffing it.

Oh no. Oh no, oh no, oh no. She looked at the place where her hand was a moment ago. A glistening spot immediately caught her attention, a large pool of sticky liquid resting on the floor... right underneath the spot where Twilight's cock was just a few minutes ago.

Trixie quickly scrambled, pressing herself into the furthest part of the cage, away from the puddle of Twilight's precum. There was so much of it. No wonder, the Princess needed a lot of liquid to fully glaze her huge dick for proper penetration.

Trixie didn't know what to do. Should she just surrender that spot to Twilight's juices and stay in her own corner? Or maybe she should study it? She could learn something useful.

What exactly was there to learn from sniffing around Twilight's pre-ejaculate Trixie couldn't answer, but her mesmerized mind urged her to do it anyway. She slowly crept to that obscene yet enticing puddle, lowering her head as she examined it. As she moved closer, with each next breath the potent smell of Twilight's lubricating liquid got stronger and ever more intoxicating. Trixie's yearning pussy throbbed again. She couldn't take it anymore. Trixie reached to her nethers with her hand, rubbing her marehood through the fabric of her leotard. Carnal images filled her brain, taking over her judgment.

Her attempts to find an escape have failed spectacularly, she was no closer now than she was on the first day. She needed a new plan. Maybe, instead of trying to break out, she would play along with Sparkle, until she loses her vigilance and then Trixie will strike. Yes, that was a much better strategy. Her hungering stomach certainly seemed to agree. As did her wet snatch.

I'm so smart... Sparkle will not know what hit her. She will think that she broke me, but in fact, I'm still totally in control.

It all made sense now. The reason why she was masturbating now, with her head hanging dangerously close to Twilight's fluids, was not because she was mad with lust for the Princess's body and under command of an animalistic desire to worship her all-encompassing superiority and dominance, but simply because achieving her orgasm now will make her mind clearer for their next impending confrontation. And the reason why she was lowering her head and laying it on her cheek into a pool of Twilight's liquid lust was definitely not because of its tangy flavor that she experienced as she scooped it with her tongue, but only because she wanted to study Sparkle's... physiology.Right, her physiology, Trixie repeated in her mind as she licked some more of Twilight's pre.

Her fingers were working overtime now, her pussy exposed by tugging aside the clothes. Trixie's whole body was tense as her digits switched between rubbing her labia and stroking her needy clit. With how stiff she was, the enfeebled mare wasn't sure that she would be able to raise her head from the floor even if she wanted to.

She had an instant to feel an intoxicatingly gratifying buzz start expanding within her, emanating from her desperate cunt before she plunged into a state of orgasmic bliss. Her climax found her laying face-first in a puddle of Twilight's precum, her nose overwhelmed by its aroma and her greedy tongue lapping up any spot of liquid it could reach. And Sparkle doesn't even know it. I wallow in her release while she's engaged with some princessly business. How pathetic.

But it wasn't pathetic. It was tactical, she had to remind herself. It wasn't technically a loss if it was all a part of a greater plan. A plan to get the hell out of this place. But that was later, for now she would just lay there. Her body was relaxed now, resting limply on the floor. But her head was still placed flatly in that accursed pool of Twilight's juice. Trixie didn't want to move. There was no harm in it. She was used to the smell now and its inebriating effect on her mind didn't bother her anymore.

Maybe she should just wait for Twilight like this. The Princess would certainly love to find Trixie laying submissively in a wet patch that she had left during a previous visit. Without a doubt, Twilight won't expect such a stark change in Trixie's behavior, and thus it will leave her in confusion, vulnerable to further deception. Great plan, Trixie!

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There was a sound of the door opening and closing, light steps coming closer. Trixie didn't want to raise her head, it was nice to just rest there. But as the steps stopped nearby, she pushed her chest up, supporting herself with her arms. Her cheek was sticky, sludge was dripping from her chin, but she didn't care about it now. Trixie relaxed her arms, resting on her elbows, and looked up. As her eyes took in Twilight's features, she felt her pussy throb again. Here it was, she wouldn't have to wait much longer now.

To finally get some food, obviously. That's what this is all about, right? And escape too, can't forget about that.

"Ohh, Trixie. What a pleasant surprise." Twilight was standing proudly over her conquest. "And here I thought I'd have to try persuading you again. But it seems you've found all the arguments you need in that little puddle."

Trixie knew she should just play along, but Twilight's smug attitude always seemed to bring out the rebel in her.

"It's not what it seems like, Sparkle."

"Gee, and what it is then? Because it sure seems like you've just had a mind-numbing masturbation session while licking my precum."

"I just... fell. And then I-... I couldn't get up because-... because my muscles have been weakened by two days of starvation," Trixie stammered out, trying to come up with some explanation on the fly.

"Oh, poor you. Well, don't worry, I have another thing that you might want to fall onto here," Twilight patted her crotch, "and then I'll give you a nice luscious meal." She lowered her hand a bit further down and gave a soft rub.

Trixie hoped that all those allusions by Twilight were just jokes and that the Princess wasn't actually planning to give her cum instead of proper food. Did you learn nothing, Trixie?

"Just get on with it, Sparkle, we both know why you are here."

"So you agree? You will worship my dick like a good little pet?" Trixie winced at the phrasing. But she was even more disturbed by what she herself was about to say.

"You always know how to put in the worst way possible, Sparkle. But yes, I-... I will pleasure your dick if that's what I need to do." Trixie had closed her eyes while saying it. She didn't want to see Twilight's self-satisfied grin widen even further.

"I don't hear enough enthusiasm in your words. This is a momentous occasion, Trixie. Very few get a chance to get intimate with royalty."

"Am I supposed to jump from joy about the prospect of slobbering over your brutish cock?"

"Yes?... You hurt me, Trixie, I thought there was a spark of love between us. Specifically, between my dick and your lips." Twilight waved her hips from left to right and Trixie felt like she could see something stirring underneath her skirt.

"That was the worst of your innuendos so far. And there were some pretty bad ones."

"Well, you know what they say, thinking with your dick and all that. Turns out it's pretty difficult to banter when a girl tells you that she wants to suck your penis."

"I don't want to do it! But you won't give me any food otherwise, so..."

"Oh yes, food. I've actually prepared something for you." Twilight's horn lit up and two bowls appeared nearby. "Mashed potatoes and some salad."

It wasn't exactly the most exquisite of meals, but to Trixie's starved brain even something as basic as this looked delicious. The smell of a warm dinner hit her nose. Such a close presence of food made her acutely aware of her rising hunger.

"I'll even give you a spoon if you act nice. How neat is that?"

"Do you expect me to be ecstatic from the possibility of getting basic tableware?"

"Well, you are certainly not getting any with that kind of attitude." Twilight scrunched her nose.

Trixie panicked. Damn it, she needed that spoon.

"I'm... I'm sorry."

"I'm sorry... *who*?" Twilight repeated, looking expectantly at the other mare.

Trixie knew what she had to say. She didn't want to, but there was no way for her to get the spoon otherwise.

"I'm sorry... Princess Twilight."

"See, you learn so fast. I always knew you were a good student, if a bit unruly." Twilight displayed her teacherly smile. "I guess It's time for you to get acquainted with my private parts a bit more... intimately." She waved her hand, letting arcane energies swirl around her fingers. The bars of the cage lighted up and gradually became transparent. "Don't make me wait. I'm already quite pent up."

Trixie crawled on her hands and knees towards Twilight, passing through the now immaterial cage. As she reached the Princess's legs she looked up submissively.

"Go on. If you delay for too long you might have to eat your meal cold."

Trixie reached up with her hands, gripping Twilight's skirt by its waistband and slowly tugging it down. It was a particular struggle for her to pull it over a huge bulge in the Princess's panties. Once she was done, Trixie released the skirt, letting it fall unceremoniously on the floor, covering Twilight's ankles.

And now she was standing on her knees face-to-dick with that monster. Well, not exactly, it was still covered by the white fabric of Twilight's panties. What she was faced with was a very prominent, tempting outline that it left in the cloth. There was an expanding dark spot right against the place where she imagined the head of that massive shaft would be. She needed to smell it, to taste it. Trixie pushed her head forward, burying her nose right against the wet spot and took a large whiff. The smell was somewhat muffled by the fabric, but this close it was still enough to overwhelm her senses. She felt a hand being placed on her scalp. Twilight was petting her slowly, her soft palm scraping pleasantly across Trixie's disheveled hair.

"Good girl. Take some nice big breaths. You can even lick it if you want." Trixie flicked her tongue compliantly. But that wasn't enough. She raised her head a little and nibbled on the soaked fabric, tugging it into her mouth. As she started hungrily sucking it, she felt the familiar taste of Twilight's pre spread within her maw. The grip on the back of her head stiffened, and a moment later her face was pushed forcefully into Twilight's crotch. Pressed this tightly, Trixie could feel every pulse of that mighty beast. Twilight started dragging Trixie's face from left to right, rubbing it against her bulge. The mesmerized mare pushed her tongue out, sliding it across the fabric as her lips suckled on every passing bit of cloth.

"Ohh, I'm gonna ruin this pretty face so fucking hard," the Princess growled possessively. Trixie felt a tingle in her nethers, she liked this side of Twilight. "Once I'm through with you, you will forget what outside smells like. Only air filled with my musk is allowed in that little nose from this moment on."

"Yesh, my Princessh", Trixie replied, even though her face was still smooshed hard against Twilight's tool.

"So obedient and well-mannered." Trixie felt a forceful tug on her hair, dragging her away from Twilight's lap. "This is the part where you take off my panties." She wanted to resist, to go back immediately, but she knew that what comes next will be even better.

She raised her hands to Twilight's waist, pushed her fingers underneath the hem and tugged the underwear down. A strong pungent odor hit her in the face, all the musk that Twilight had saved up within her undergarments released in one moment. The Princess grabbed Trixie's head again and pushed it underneath her cock, right into her fleshy balls.

"Do you see what you've done to me, Trixie? Look how swollen those things are." She tugged the other mare, dragging her lips across her balls. "Say you're sorry to them."

"Sorrhy." She pursed her lips and left a kiss. "I'm so sorry for allowing you to get so pent up." Another smooch.

"Will you be a good girl now and give them a nice hot bath with your mouth?"

"Yes, I wi..." A sudden push pressed Trixie's face further into Twilight's balls.

"Don't answer, just lick them."

Those orbs definitely needed a good cleaning. Convenient then, that there was a nice subservient tongue about to slurp up all the accumulated sweat from them.

"Like the taste? Hope you do, because you'll be feeling it a lot from now on."

Trixie was dutifully licking Twilight's balls when she felt something tense up inside Twilight's scrotum. The meaty pole hanging over her face lurched, and a moment later something wet was soaking through her hair to her scalp.

"Damn, that was meant to go in your mouth. Well, don't worry, Trixie, there is plenty more where that came from. And I think I can even save some of this too."

Trixie felt fingers scrub through her hair. After a second Twilight brought her hand to Trixie's face, pushing two wet digits inside her mouth.

"Now clean, pet."

Trixie pressed her lips tightly together and started swirling her tongue around and between Twilight's thickly coated fingers. They had a nice tangy taste, but it wasn't nearly enough for Trixie at this point. She was done with licking up remnants of Twilight's essence. She needed to savor it right from the source.

"Good job." Twilight purred. "Oh, I see you are ready to go for the main dish," she continued when Trixie raised her head up and moved back to stare directly at her cock.

"Don't forget your manners. Say hello to it." Twilight waved her shaft in front of Trixie's eyes.

"Hi, I'm Trixie." She smooched the head. In response, the dick twitched, oozing a big blob of pre.

"Oh, I think it likes you. You two should get to know each other better." Twilight put her hands on Trixie's head, pulling her in. A soft moan echoed through the room as Trixie's soft lips enveloped Twilight's cock.

The blue mare looked up, her eyes shining with adoration and submission. She liked seeing her Princess happy, she mused. Her mouth was stretched to its limit, her jaws were in pain, but she felt serene. She swirled her tongue around the shaft, knowing that it would bring more pleasure to Twilight.

"Good girl! Ahh! Go deeper!" Trixie felt her nethers throb in reaction to the praise. She pushed her head further into Twilight's crotch. Her hands were rubbing her own loins through the clothes from time to time, but she couldn't allow herself to focus too much on her own pleasure when that gorgeous dick in front of her demanded her undivided attention.

Princess's strong hands pulled Trixie deeper. The shaft was going into her throat now, producing a noticeable bump on her neck. She felt her inner muscles spasm, massaging the dick inside her. She was coughing up spit around it. Tears started forming in her eyes from the strain. There was no way it could go any deeper. But even as she produced short guttural sounds, the only pleas for mercy she could muster, Twilight pressed ever further into her. Trixie raised her arms up, grabbing the Princess's waist and trying to resist. But it wasn't nearly enough; she was weak and frail, while Twilight had the full alicorn might under her command. When she was so mad with lust and hedonic pleasure, there was no way anything could stop her.

"You have to at least reach the middle, Trixie. No way I'm letting you off with just sucking a quarter of my cock."

Trixie felt like her whole body was trying to turn itself inside out, attempting to expunge the intruder. Good thing her stomach was empty now, otherwise she might've puked all its contents out on Twilight's dick. That would be an appalling sacrilege, to foul such a divine thing. Especially when it was providing her with the only source of nourishment in days, copiously leaking its slimy precum straight into her gullet. Suddenly, amidst sputterings and coughs, she felt her lips reach a bump. Twilight's medial ring was blocking further passage.

"That would be far enough for now. Oh, just look at that beautiful face." Trixie felt tears running down her cheeks. There was a cascade of dick-spit falling from her chin. She must've looked like a trainwreck. Twilight started thrusting her hips, pushing herself in and out of Trixie's throat. The poor mare couldn't even resist at this point, her arms hanging limply at her sides. But did she even want to resist? This was where she belonged. On her knees, pleasuring her Princess in any way she could. She relaxed, gazing obediently at Twilight. Her mouth was still being brutally used, but all the strain only brought her even more joy.

"What a good, subservient girl I have. I think I will keep you. Make you my personal cumpdump. Would you like that?"

Trixie nodded her head, as much as she could with Twilight's dick pistoning her throat.

"I'll fuck your face every day until you can take my whole length in. Wouldn't it feel nice to go so deep that you can kiss my crotch and rest your cute little nose in my pubes?"

Yes, it would, my Princess, Trixie thought, but the only sound she could produce in response was incoherent guttural gibberish.

"I'm getting close. Use those lazy hands of yours to give my balls a nice massage."

Trixie used the last bits of her strength to pull her arms up and started caressing the giant orbs. That seemed to bring Twilight over the edge. Trixie felt a powerful push within the Princess's scrotum. She felt the hands on her head push her back, leaving only the head of that gargantuan cock inside. A moment later, it twitched, releasing a massive wad of cum. Suddenly, Twilight pushed Trixie away.

"Whaa.." Trixie wailed. As she was desperately trying to swallow the mouthful of cum Twilight left behind, the Princess was already levitating two bowls up to her. The bowls with her food... Thick strands of pungent cum fell over the meal as Twilight directed her cock onto it. And then more... and more... Twilight's shaft twitched with each shot, urethra expanding slightly to let another batch of white goo out. Her mouth was opened, with tongue hanging out from ecstasy. Trixie's eyes widened in shock. Her meal was ruined. She was pretty sure there was more Twilight's sperm in the bowls than food now.

"Your dinner is ready, Trixie." Twilight placed the bowls in front of the kneeling mare. "I added some personal touches to it. Bon Appétit."

Trixie wanted to be furious. But she couldn't bring herself to have any anger as she saw the expression of absolute post-orgasmic bliss on Twilight's face. She looked down at her meal. Her stomach still lurched from that violent deepthroat. But little by little her long endured hunger started returning as she smelled a lurid mix of Twilight's cum and mashed potatoes. How was she supposed to eat it, though? Wait...

"What about the spoon you promised me, Princess Twilight?"

"Ah yes, the spoon. You know what, you were such a good trooper that instead of just giving you the spoon, I'll even feed you myself." Twilight quickly pulled up her panties and skirt, and with a little swirl of her fingers, summoned a spoon to her hand. She displayed a kind motherly smile as she sat down in front of Trixie, preparing to feed her new pet.

Twilight made sure to get a good amount of her spunk on every spoonful she gave to Trixie. The kitchen appliance was positively dripping with cum each time she brought it to the mare's mouth. She took great care in returning any stray rivulets that would drip to Trixie's chin back inside.

"You've done so well today. Such a wonderful and obedient girl you are." Trixie felt a soft hand caress her head. It felt nice to be cared for. Even more so to be loved and nursed by her Princess. She won't have to struggle anymore. No more sorrow or hunger. No more cold lonely nights in her cramped wagon. Princess Twilight will take care of it all. She was so smart and kind. A true goddess worthy of worship.

Twilight studied Trixie with her eyes. "I do love so much that collar of yours. It looks beautiful on you." _Ah yes, the collar._Trixie completely forgot about it. It didn't feel unpleasant anymore. As she focused on it, its soft pulse now reminded her of her new home, of Twilight. She brought her hand up, caressing the tag that displayed her Princess's cutie mark. She felt proud to wear it. Proud to be marked by Twilight.

Twilight brought another spoonful to Trixie's lips. "Maybe I should put you on a cum-only diet? You know, it takes about 7 to 10 years for most of the cells in a pony's body to be replaced by new ones. So if you live long enough with me, your whole body might be remade from my semen. Wouldn't that be lovely?"

Trixie accepted the spoon in her mouth, chewing her slimy meal, and mused on Twilight's words. The thought of literally becoming a product of Twilight's prodigious cum factories should've incited panic and terror. That would be a submission of the highest degree. And not to just anybody, but to her most notorious rival.

But it didn't. Instead, Trixie felt delighted. All that touched Princess Twilight was sacred. Moreso the stuff that her body produced. It would be a great honor to be made one with it.

"Yes, my Princess. I would love that." The adoration, plain on Trixie's face, brought a gentle smile to Twilight's lips.

"Good girl." Princess looked down at the bowls. They were almost empty. Instead of scrubbing them with the spoon she decided to do something better. "It seems like we are almost done here. If you are still hungry you can lick out the remains."

"Thank you, Princess." Trixie bent down and started dutifully cleaning the bowls with her tongue. She especially focused on slurping up any remnants of Twilight's orgasm. Those were the best bits.

"Hmm, those days in the cage certainly didn't do you any favors, Trixie. You need to be cleaned up. After we are done here, I'll make you a nice hot bath." It was so gracious of Twilight to offer that. Trixie really did feel filthy after having to live and sleep in the same clothes for several days. Moreover, her garments were wet with spit and Twilight's juices. Those needed some cleaning for sure. At least from Trixie's spit and sweat and all the dirt from the cellar. But she'd rather like for Twilight's markings to remain. Maybe she should ask the Princess to scrub her dick with Trixie's leotard after it's washed? That would surely leave a nice smell behind.

As Trixie finished her meal, she raised her eyes to look at the Princess. Her wise, compassionate visage instilled a sense of tranquility and comfort. Trixie had faced a perilous trial in Twilight's dungeon and surely she had come out on top. For why else did she feel such blissful relaxation the likes of which are only experienced at the end of a difficult ordeal? She became Princess Twilight's obedient servant, and wasn't this the whole point of the therapy? Her rehabilitation? Yes, it was. Her full stomach definitely approved.

"Come on, Trixie. I'll lead you to the bathroom, follow me." A purple aura enveloped Twilight's hand. A thin link made of light started growing between it and Trixie's collar. After a few seconds, a very real leash materialized in the Princess's hand, connected to Trixie's neck.

Hmm, did Twilight's really need a leash? Not like Trixie would try to escape anyway. But it did have a great symbolic value, she mused. Well, nothing left to do but to follow her Princess now, leaving behind the broken remnants of her old life.