Old event: Bondage || High aphro for Flynn, feel free to byo.

[divine_streak]

Flynn was restless. He had found himself hit by another bout of heavy aphrodisiacs and was gripped by a carnal need. As much as he tried to resist and distract himself, he finally had to admit a simple truth to himself: he had to orgasm. Fortunately, he had the good fortune to make this admission while he was in his room. That meant he stood a

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[divine_streak]

Flynn almost chuckled at her enthusiasm but stopped himself. This couldn't have been fun for fluttershy. She was scared and possibly in pain. Still, he could stop a small smile from appearing on his face, grateful she couldn't see it.

Exercising great care, as though he was handling a priceless treasure, Flynn turned Fluttershy over onto her stomach. He made extra sure to avoid touching her breasts, still mad at himself for his moment of weakness earlier. After making sure she was comfortable Flynn placed a hand on her lower back just above her rear end and firmly gripped the base of the tail before the 'plug'.

"Hold still," he said clearly. "This might feel uncomfortable, but it won't last long." Having said that, he began to slowly and carefully pull the plug out. He knew moving too fast would probably hurt, so he tried to make it as gradual as possible. Finally he pulled it clear from Fluttershy's ass and was unable to resist the urge to smooth over her rump with his free hand.

"There," he said with a satisfied smile. "It's gone, and I give you my word that I'll destroy it as soon as I can so it never causes you any harm again. Are you alright?"

[buttershy]

It didn't hurt, not precisely... she felt stretched, and pulled at. Uncomfortable, yes, but she wouldn't describe it as painful. She stayed very still as he pulled it out, her rebellious rump refusing to let it go at first. But under his gentle determination, it finally came out, and she sighed with relief into her gag.

She nodded vaguely in response to his reassurance, and made a soft, questioning sound. "Mmmmph?" She lifted up her arms, knowing that he probably couldn't get "Can you take these off next?" from that. The fact that the answer to that question could very likely be "no" didn't occur to her...

[divine_streak]

Flynn understood the question but frowned. After tossing the butt-plug so that it landed in the garbage, Flynn took her wrists and examined them carefully. His fears were realized when he found no possibly way to release her restraints. The only thing he thought could help was a button on the side of her bit-gag, but he was reluctant to press it. He knew the hotel seldom made things that easy and it could very well make things worse. Giving a sad sigh, he positioned Fluttershy so that she was sitting up as comfortably as possible and leaning against him for support.

"Fluttershy," he finally said reluctantly. He knew how hard to believe what he was about to say was, and he hoped Fluttershy trusted him enough to believe him. "I know this is going to be hard to believe but, do you remember when we first met and I told you that this place sometimes uses restraints that cannot be removed until the person locked inside of them orgasms? I'm afraid that the restraints binding you are those very ones.

"I can remove them," he said regretfully, praying that Fluttershy would believe he wasn't making this up as an excuse to sleep with her. He doubted she would, but even Flynn had to admit how hard to believe his words would sound to someone inexperienced with the hotel. "But unfortunately, I need to... have sex with you."

He wrapped an arm around her in a sort of hug, but there was little lust behind it, even with the aphro in his system. The hug was filled with compassion and support for his friend. "As you know, I would never force myself on you without your permission, but it's the only way to free you. Fluttershy, are you okay with me doing this to free you?"

[buttershy]

She waited. And waited. And began to worry as he studied her restraints. When he moved to reposition her, she knew he was about to give her bad news.

Yet, somehow... his explanation was entirely too easy to believe. She mulled that over in her head for a bit, quickly realizing just why that was. With a couple exceptions, every time she'd slept with someone by now had been under similar circumstances. Granted, there was a difference between "we have to have sex or we can't leave the room" and "we have to have sex to get these restraints off you", but the idea was the same. Being forced to have sex was rapidly becoming the normal way for her to do it.

She mentally decided that she had to do something about that, though she wasn't quite sure what.

Meanwhile, she needed to answer Flynn somehow. A nod would work, but somehow felt... inadequate. After a bit of thought, she tilted her head back and pursed her lips around the bit, offering them to him. A kiss would be awkward with the metal in her mouth, but hopefully it would get the idea across.

[divine_streak]

Flynn looked at Fluttershy in puzzlement as she pursed her lips before it finally struck home what she wanted. With a smile, Flynn cupped her cheek with a hand and closed the distance to kiss her. It was a little awkward with the bit, but it was still sweet and sensual.

He moved his other hand down slightly to engage in some foreplay to help get her in the mood. She seemed to like his hands on her breasts so he moved his down to one of her breasts and gave it a light squeeze.

[buttershy]

The kiss, regardless of the bit in her mouth, felt wonderful. Her lips seemed oversensitive, or maybe it was just the reassurance and affection she felt there. Either way, she was glad she'd gone for it.

Then his hand moved to her breast. She cooed underneath him, now quite certain that the situation had made her entire body more receptive. Where his hand squeezed there was a flash of pleasure and heat, and she tingled with desire under him. She held perfectly still, as though bound by more than the arm and leg restraints, and let him work his will on her.

[divine_streak]

While normally Flynn would have been extremely uncomfortable at the thought of exerting his will on anyone, the aphrodisiacs in his system made him all-too happy to dominate the trussed pony-girl. Flynn ended the kiss and laid Fluttershy down on the bed, straddling her. He began a slow but steady massage of both of her breasts with his hands.

"I feel I should warn you that the hotel has afflicted me with a large dose of aphrodisiacs," he said in a low voice that almost sounded seductive for Flynn. "Though from the looks of things, I'm not the only one."

[buttershy]

The only response she could really make was to moan through the bit, but it wasn't like the statement needed an answer, anyway. It was blindingly obvious how aroused she was, and whether it was from the aphrodisiacs, because she'd discovered a new kink, or a bit of both, wasn't really the point.

Though she did deliberately shunt away from the idea of enjoying being tied up. That was a bit too scary to think about right now.

Instead, she focused on the feel of his hands on her breasts, his body looming over hers, and the heightened strength of her other senses with her sight gone. His smell was heady, salty and strong, his voice made her body shudder, and every movement of him on her seemed to be followed by a trail of fire and lightning dancing through her body. Her breasts sang, and lower down her opening begged for attention. Obeying her instincts without the slightest bit of hesitation, she spread her legs, exposing a soaked core.

[divine_streak]

Flynn had long come to terms with his own kink about being tied up. In this place, games of domination and submission were common, and if he had the choice, he preferred to be the one tied up and submitting than forcing his will on someone else. However, he decided not to tell this to his friend. He couldn't imagine Fluttershy being even a little dominant.

He noticed her legs spreading, and his face flushed at how wet she was. With a moment of hesitation, Flynn moved his hands from her breasts to help her move her legs further apart. When her pussy had been sufficiently exposed, he began to insert his very erect length, shuddering with pleasure as he felt her folds enclose him.

[buttershy]

She screamed into the bit, far louder than she's used to, as he started to sink into her. Her quim grabbed at him, squeezing around him as she tried to throw her legs around him... which proved quite impossible as they were still helplessly bound. She ended up just flailing them a bit before dropping them to the bed as a hopeless cause and instead thrust her hips up to meet him.

That passionate buck forward sank him inside her much, much faster than she was used to, and it was very fortunate she was so wet. As it was, the radiating heat and pleasure pulsing through her made her whimper once and go limp, unable to get control of her body under the overwhelming sensual sensation.

[divine_streak]

"F-fluttershy!" Flynn gaped at the equally overwhelming sensation as his length filled her completely. No matter how many times Flynn had had sex here, the feeling of being completely surrounded by the damp folds of a woman would never get old. He gasped once more before regaining his composure. He cupped the side of Fluttershy's cheek with a hand and kissed her lovingly on the forehead.

"You're doing fine..." Flynn tried to reassure her, but simply talking was proving to be a chore with the immense feelings of pleasure that jolted through him like a miniature thunderstorm. "You'll... be free soon. I promise."

Since trying to have a conversation beyond those words would have been impossible even if Fluttershy wasn't gagged, Flynn decided to start making good on his promise and rolled his hips into hers in a slow and gentle thrust.

[buttershy]

The affectionate gestures and slow movement were extremely comforting to her emotionally... but her body demanded more of him. And right now, her body was in charge.

So her response to his gentle thrust was to slam her hips up into him from below and moan through the bit at the resulting surge of sensation. Her pussy tightened around him, squeezing to get everything she could out of his slow movements. Had her body not already been flushed with arousal and pleasure, she probably would have blushed at how wanton she seemed. But how could she help it? It felt so good...

[divine_streak]

"NNNNNNGH..." Flynn moaned loudly at the feeling of her thrusting even harder against him. Well that certainly answered the question he had had about whether he should be gentle or not. After a shudder of pure delight, Flynn thrusted back against her just as hard which drew a loud moan of pleasure from his throat. He tried to tell himself he was doing this just to free his friend, but there was a small voice deep down that said otherwise.

'You're enjoying yourself Flynn,' it said. 'But don't feel guilty. Your friend clearly isn't letting guilt stop her enjoyment.'

[buttershy]

That sound was music to her ears. He was enjoying it. The thought that she should be worried about him enjoying fucking her while she's bound and helpless didn't occur to her, mostly because he'd already proven time and again how much she didn't need to have any fear of him. That he was trustworthy.

And right now, she wanted him to be happy. Every slap of his hips into hers, every thrust he made within her drove her more and more wild, and she wanted him to feel the same. Unable to speak or even look at him properly, she could only communicate with her body, and so she rolled her hips back up into him in a rough counter-rhythm, betraying her usual soft-spoken image for unbridled passion.

[divine_streak]

Flynn was quite surprised to see the usually quiet and sweet Fluttershy being so passionate, but that quickly faded behind his own passion. Flynn continued to thrust back, his own hips grinding against Fluttershy in their bizarre dance.

Acting on impulse, his brain taking a backseat to his heart, Flynn reached out and grabbed both of Fluttershy's breasts, groping them appreciatively. He also closed his eyes, moaning at each thrust of his hips as they became more and more intense.

[buttershy]

She screamed into the bit when he grabbed her breasts, but not in pain, oh no. It felt like his hands were made of solid pleasure, moving over her chest. Combined with the heat and force within her, she was going steadily more and more over the edge...

"Fhnnn!" She finally pushed out through the gag. "Mmmm gnnnn cmmm!"

... She wondered if he understood a word of that.