Jae caught the cat-o-nine tails reflexively, then almost dropped it when she realized what it was.

  She was holding a translucent red dildo, like Freja’s horn. It was about eight inches long and the balls at the base were solid and seemed decorative, unlike Freja’s horn, where they hung down between her eyes and swung semi-freely.

  The handle was soft and flexible, around a firm core, and contoured, with lifelike veins and a slight curve. Nine leather-like shes extended from the base of the handle, each tipped with a knot and spur that could be metal, or bone.

  “Is this …” Jae’s eyes darted between the dick in her hands and the one on Freja’s forehead.

  “Yes.” Bonny ughed.

  “You’ve whipped her with this?”

  Bonny ughed again in response.

  Jae ran her fingers down the shes and pricked a finger with one of the sharp tines.

  “Does it hurt?”

  “Oh, yes.”

  Jae swung the shes against her equine body, just behind her foreleg and below the harness and gear she was carrying. She flinched at the sp.

  She looked up at Freja again.

  Adelina had nded on the dildo horn again and was licking at the trail of pre-cum that had run down the shaft.

  Jae touched the soft tip of the cat-o-nine tails, running her fingers around the ridge of the head, and squeezing the top and bottom gently. The hole at the tip gaped open.

  “Can you feel this?”

  “If I want to.”

  She flicked one of the balls with a finger. It jiggled slightly for a moment.

  “Would that hurt?”

  “Of course.”

  “What does it feel like?”

  Bonny thought back to when the dildo had first attached itself to her. The trip to the Oak had been uncomfortable, with erections and far too many uncomfortable bumps. She had been happy when Grandma Oak had removed it.

  “A dull throbbing in your stomach that makes you feel nauseous.”

  “And Freja can feel it in …” Jae motioned at her forehead.

  Bonny ughed, finally understanding what Jae had been leading up to.

  “It won’t be as intense as a real one, but yes.”

  “Will you feel it?”

  Bonny nodded. “It’s connected to both of us.”

  “Good.”

  Jae trotted back up to Freja’s side.

  “Why do you like pain?”

  “It’s hard to say why exactly.” Freja shrugged and continued, “It makes me feel alive.”

  “All pain?”

  “No. Cramps still suck. They’re not sexy. Cuts or bruises can, although it has to be in the right context.”

  “Context?”

  “I don’t want someone to just come up and hit me. That’s not fun. But during battle, when my adrenaline is high and my shield is the only thing stopping a troll from killing my friends … when your muscles ache and you can’t react in time, so you miss a block and it’s cws tear your shoulder or hip. Then the pain helps you focus and the world slows down and everything feels right.”

  Freja shivered and went silent for a moment before continuing. “You’ve felt that too, right? In the fight with the demon bear or when Eloisss attacked you?”

  “Yes, but it’s not the same thing.”

  “It is. Rough sex is … when I’m excited, the pain feels good. I feel focused on the sensations. Regur sex feels good too, but this way it’s more intense. It’s like …”

  Freja paused to take a breath, then tried again.

  “When Bonny asked if I wanted sex to be a challenge, I agreed, partly out of curiosity. That first night, Bonny and Eloisss helped me undress and I was nervous, but it was sexy too. Then Bonny asked Eloisss to constrict around me. It was … I couldn’t move and got scared, but when I asked them to stop, they did. Bonny has a system of colors and will ask how you’re feeling sometimes. Green is good and red is bad. If I answer with red or yellow, I know she’ll stop. I trust her not to go too far, unlike when I’m fighting.”

  “Why red and green?”

  “I don’t know. Something about carriages and traffic in her world.”

  “So you trust her? What about me?”

  Freja eyed her friend, then nodded. “I could. I don’t think you would intentionally hurt me, but we would still need to set some limits. Bonny can heal, so I know that even if it goes too far, I’ll be fine afterward.”

  “But you still don’t want to be with me?”

  Freja sighed. “You’re just a kid.”

  “I am not!” Jae shouted back. “I’m twenty one. I'm only three years younger than you. We! Are! Adults!”

  “I know. I’m sorry. Maybe … just give me some time.”

  Jae held up the cat-o-nine tails. “Bonny called you a whipping pony and said you deserved some shes because of our argument st night. She also asked me to leave you alone and not fuck things up again.”

  “Of course she did.”

  “Am I fucking things up now? Will you get more shes if I don’t leave?”

  Freja nodded. “Probably.”

  “Do you want that?”

  Freja hesitated before answering. “Five is a lot.”

  “Is it okay if I whip you?”

  Freja hesitated again, looking over at her friend. “Yes. I’ll trust you.”

  “Then I’ll give you six tonight. One extra for not leaving you alone.” Jae turned back to face Bonny. “Is that okay?”

  Bonny ughed and nodded.

  Jae tossed the cat-o-nine tails back to Bonny and trotted off, to help Eloisss and Willowbelle with the path.

  They stopped before night fell. Bonny helped Freja remove her armor and clothes, then massaged her shoulders while the rest of the group set up camp.

  Violet was still wrapped around Bonny like a suit. The bony hand was clenched into a fist and rested inside the crown, with the rest of the slime girl’s possessions. The prototype wand that Nestor had given them was visible and suspended near Bonny’s waist.

  Bonny tried to manipute a slimy tentacle to help with the massage, but gave up after a couple of attempts. She didn’t have enough control to secrete lubricant instead of acid, so didn’t try that.

  After working the centaur’s shoulders and back, Bonny picked Adelina up from the erect dildo-horn and kissed her on the face.

  “Thank you Addy. That’s enough for now.”

  “You’re welcome. It was fun.” The fairy sang back. “Will we do it again?”

  Bonny ughed. “I’m sure we will.”

  Bonny stroked Freja’s horn a couple times, then dropped to the ground and hopped around the centaur, feeling her sides and checking under her tail.

  “Ready? You look ready.”

  Freja nodded.

  “You’re so pretty, it’s going to be a shame how much I’m going to mess you up.”

  Freja shivered and rubbed her bare arms.

  Bonny turned to the merchant’s small group. “I’m going to do this before we eat. Should we leave the area or …?”

  Raina answered. “I’m sure it won’t phase anyone after st night’s show.”

  Bonny grinned back, showing teeth. “If you want to think so.”

  Daina sighed. “I’ll stay. You don’t mind if the rest of us eat do you?”

  Miu had been too busy to go hunting, but they had some leftover meat from the day before and were working on preparing it. Bonny summoned the cornucopia and pulled a rge cucumber out, then left it for the rest of the group.

  She took a bite, then hopped back and up into Freja’s arms. She leaned in and kissed her, passing some of the cucumber over during the kiss.

  “Just a taste. I want to save the rest of this for ter.”

  Bonny wiggled free, then circled and lifted Freja’s tail. She teased Freja for a moment, stroking her folds before easing the vegetable into pce.

  “Hold tight. Try not to drop it.”

  Bonny hopped up on Freja’s back after she made sure the centaur had clenched around the vegetable and it wasn’t going to slip out.

  “Hands back.”

  Bonny pulled out the wand.

  “[Restraint!]”

  Purple arcane manacles materialized around Freja’s wrists, bound together with a short chain. There was no hinge or lock for removal.

  “How does it feel?”

  “Tight, but not uncomfortable.”

  “Good.”

  Bonny pointed the wand and cast again, targeting Freja’s elbows. A second set of manacles appeared and Bonny twisted the wand to tighten the chain. It pulled the centaur’s elbows close, forcing her shoulder’s back.

  “Does that hurt?”

  Freja shook her head. “It’s uncomfortable, but there’s no pain.”

  “Okay.”

  Bonny put the wand back into the slime, then used the manacle chains as a dder to climb onto Freja's shoulders.

  She turned and squatted, cing her fingers into the centaur’s hair for stability. The slime coating around her groin thinned and withdrew. She lined herself up with the dildo-horn and lowered herself further, impaling herself. As her weight transferred back, she gripped harder, pulling at Freja’s hair.

  “Fuck me, Freja.”

  She pulled her hands toward her, then pushed back, causing Freja’s head to nod down and back up. Bance was tricky and she had to shift her weight forward slightly as Freja’s head dropped and the horn withdrew, then lean back slightly as the centaur’s head came back up and the horn slid back in.

  “Bonny?” Freja started to ask.

  “Fuck me, pony.” Bonny yanked Freja’s head forward and back again.

  Freja nodded with the motion and her horn slid most of the way out and back in again. Her horse ears stroked Bonny’s inner thighs with each head bob.

  “Good girl. Keep it up. Turn around in circles.”

  Freja started prancing, the motion causing Bonny to rock back and forth precariously.

  They rotated, the group slowly coming into view, as the cock-horn plunged in and out of the bunny.

  “Thiss iss different.” Eloisss sounded amused.

  Kanae yipped and there was a general agreement among the group.

  Bonny grinned and winked as group slowly rotated back out of view. She could feel the desire emanating from everyone, even Jae.

  She closed her eyes and focused on the physical sensations. The thick horn pumping in and out and the resonance of shared pleasure echoing through her bond with Freja.

  She clenched around the horn, feeling the head as it kissed the top of her canal, then withdrew, caressing her sensitive areas along the way down.

  Bonny’s core sang with pleasure as the horn thrust up, pressing hard against her deepest zone, then pulled back again.

  She could also feel herself as the horn, slipping into a hot, wet pussy. It was slick and delicious, caressing the head of cock, clenching around the shaft, sending thrills of pleasure down. She shivered and tried to thrust forward, before remembering that she was the one receiving.

  The horn twitched inside her and a tremor ran through her. Freja stumbled, the jolt causing Bonny to sink lower, the head of the cock hitting deep, sending a spike of pain racing up into her abdomen, but even that felt good.

  She moaned. Freja moaned.

  She clenched around the horn and kept going, yanking harder at Freja’s head. She shifted forward slightly, so the top of Freja’s forehead touched her doorbell on each upstroke.

  “Don’t stop, don’t stop.”

  The centaur’s nods became erratic, then the horn spasmed and hot cum sprayed out, drenching Bonny’s insides.

  The ecstasy multiplied through both Bonny's cock and pussy. She felt the tightness around her and the hardness spreading her open. Thrills that radiated down from her gns and out from her clit. The pelvic clench around her shaft and the stroke of the gns against her g-spot made her gasp in pleasure.

  Her muscles tensed up, tight, hard, shivering and quaking, then released as euphoria swept over her. She leaned forward, pulling Freja's head back as she transferred more weight on it.

  Bonny remained squatting over the horn for a long minute, until both the dildo and her internal muscles stopped twitching.

  Still carefully banced, she stood, pulled Freja’s face further back, until the centaur was facing up, then squatted again. She brushed her bia across Freja’s nose and mouth, painting the centaur’s face with their mixed fluids.

  “Clean me up, pony.”

  Freja’s tongue pped at her, caressing her folds.

  “That’s it. Good girl.”

  Bonny moved one hand from Freja’s hair to the dildo-horn and stroked it. Her thumb pressed into the urethra, pushing cum out and letting it drip down onto Freja’s forehead and hair.

  She returned both hands to Freja’s hair, closed her eyes, and concentrated on Freja’s ministrations as she started rocking her hips. Each thrust forward touched her clit to Freja’s nose, and each withdrawal allowed the centaur to lick across the sensitive nub.

  It only took moments until Bonny was moaning and convulsing into a second climax. When she spasmed, she lost her bance. One foot slipped off of Freja’s shoulder and she sat down, her full weight smming into Freja’s mouth, then she fell backward. Her hands were still twined into Freja’s hair and jerked at it, pulling the centaur’s head forward as she slid off. She hung for a moment, then let go, ughing as she hit the ground.

  Freja’s hands were still shackled behind her back, so she looked on helplessly for a moment, then started ughing as well, once she was certain Bonny was fine. Of course Bonny was fine, even if she had hurt herself during the fall, her regeneration aura would cure any injury in seconds.

  Bonny hopped up and grabbed onto Freja’s shoulders long enough to give her a kiss. She rubbed her face against Freja’s, smearing their combined fluids around on both of their cheeks.

  “I love you, pony.”

  “I love you too, Bonny.”

  “Ready for your punishment?”

  Freja nodded, causing the semi-fccid dildo-cum-horn to wag up and down comically.

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