>At first, you thought it was just a random, impulsive act to tease you.
>You didn’t think much into it, and certainly did not expect for things to blow up like this.
>Of course when you mean “blow up”, you would be referring to your current situation.
>Your neck is starting to hurt a bit more, being bent down in this position was slowly taking its toll on you.
>You are currently bound to a table, belly up.
>The unnatural position gives your body a slight arch that starts from your lower abdomen.
>You could blame the lack of accounting from your captor; they did not quite understand your body dimensions.
>Either of your legs is tied to each leg of the table, whilst your arms were bound together under the table’s surface.
>As any would expect, it was –bound- to be uncomfortable, but an additional modifier made it worse.
>It was the fact that your arms were tied up in a way that placed it slightly under the place it would actually be when you laid down normally.
>During your stay in the darkness, you concluded this was done hurriedly.
>Before coming to that very decision, you were panicking very violently.
>You quickly scan your recent memories to piece the events that took place.
>You wonder where it all went wrong.
 
>Today was a bright Tuesday; a bit of clouds hanging over, but an overall nice weather.
>You casually mention this fact to Twilight, but you notice that she brushes it off with empty responses.
>It’s not that she’s actively trying to be rude or condescending, she was just very excited.
>Twilight always seemed excited on Tuesday.
>Because Tuesday is anatomy day.
>Twilight has received a royal permit on the act of investigating the land’s alien visitor; you.
>She decided Tuesday would be the best day for studying and recording data, as Tuesday is the library’s break day.
>You had no problem with this arrangement- the palace pay you handsomely for this- but one thing did bother you.
>It was the fact that Twilight really, REALLY liked examining your ears.
>Even as you pass hollow pleasantries, you would notice her gaze is focused on the side of your head.
>Her favorite was the right ear.
>At first you assumed she was staring at your side hair (it was a mess at the time) or some other distinguishing marks like moles.
>Then you noticed her extensive notes on the anatomy of your head, particularly your auditory functions.
>Twilight doesn’t even hide it (or doesn’t know how to), you can practically hear her voice shake as she asks for your ear.
>You first found this very cute, a bashful researcher shyly asking for another person’s help.
>And then, the touching began.
 
>Twilight’s first contact with your ear was though a broken brush found under her worktable.
>She prodded it like some strange organism, prompting it to react.
>You just let out a pained groan and asked her to be gentler.
>Twilight quickly apologized, and asked your permission to examine it by hoof.
>You accepted without a thought, after all, this was for the good of knowledge.
>The tip of her blunt limb brushed against your ear helix; the folded end of your ear.
>Twilight recoiled immediately, repeatedly mentioning that it felt like soft leather.
>She repeated this act several times, touching and backing off immediately.
>It took two visits for Twilight to get used to touching your ear, and she did so very enthusiastically.
>Every nook and cranny of your ear was rubbed, tapped and tickled by her surprisingly agile hooftips.
>You too would recoil at the sudden invasion of a sensitive area, and but you tried your best not to let the fact slip to Twilight.
>After all, you did not want to make her feel uncomfortable in her position.
>This act continued for two more sessions, Twilight becoming brasher every meeting.
>You casually asked if other parts of your body should be examined, and she shrugged it off with an “It’s not important.”
>The accumulation of this strange situation happened last week, when you were distracted by a sight outside of the library.
>You were blankly staring outside; at something you don’t even remember when Twilight did it.
>She came from behind and nipped gently at the tip of your ear.
>You quite literally screamed, and jumped out of your seat.
>”Please pay attention when I’m talking.” She said calmly, and continued as it nothing happened.
>However, you noticed that Twilight’s front hooves were slowly stroking her thighs; at that time you simply assumed she was massaging her back legs after sitting like you for so long (she mentioned mimicking your posture was to “get in your mindset”.)
>You quickly accepted her act as her way of trying to teach you a lesson for ignoring her, but deep down you felt something else behind the act.
>After 30 minutes of cyclic explanations, Twilight excused herself to her quarters and told you that was it for the day.
 
>Fast forward to today, your next session with Twilight.
>You remember saying hello, telling her about the weather and then-
>Nothing afterwards.
>Could you have finally angered someone higher up and going to meet your end here?
>Could this be a strange dream and you’re just back at home lying in your bed?
>Or could this be a practical joke your friends have prepared for you?
>Thousands of possibilities pass through your mind, but a singular one keeps coming back to you, not matter how hard you dismiss it.
>Twilight.
>”It’s Tuesday!” Twilight shouts happily, as she slams the door open.
>Warm lights of the library flood into your room, and you raise your head to see Twilight’s shadowed face.
>”I’ve beeeeeen waiting soooooooo long!” Twilight yells again, before making her way to you.
>You notice a massive grin on her face, reminding you of a gift wrapped Christmas morning.
 
>As Twilight meets your gaze, you notice her smile faltering for a split second.
>”I-I-I’m sorry Anon.” She quietly muses. “I know you must think I’m a freak.” She continues, pressing her front hooves to her chest.
>”But I don’t care anymore! I can’t hold myself back!”
>You recoil in fear as you see her excitement being to ooze out again.
>”I LOVE ears!” She exclaims.
>As soon as her confession l eaves her mouth, Twilight dives straight down to your right ear.
>You feel her warm breath tickling your ear, and the worse comes next.
>You feel something warmer.
 
>You couldn’t believe what you were hearing.
>Not the fact that Twilight has an ear fetish, but the noises that were filling your ear.
>An auditory mixture of moans, spit sticking, and slithering of the tongue ring through your mind.
>For a second you wonder if it really is a joke, and Twilight is just crunching plastic wraps near your ear.
>You clench your eyes and mouth shut, and try your best to move away from this assault.
>You soon find this attempt to the fruitless; Twilight had you bound too well.
>The only way for you to get out of this was for you to endure it.
>You muster up a will to resist this attack, something you feel like you must do to this bewildering situation.
>However, you mind soon begins to crack, and the dreaded idea of pleasure begin to seep through the openings.
>You unconsciously let out small moans yourself, the noise silently seething though your teeth.
>Twilight relentlessly caress your ear with her tongue, cleaning every curve with the tip of her tongue.
>A small part of you is relieved because you kept for your ears very clean for Twilight’s examination.
>Twilight hugs your ear lobe by folding the end of her tongue, and begins to suckle on it.
>She sometimes stops to push and pull the part, toying with it.
>However, this will prove to be unsatisfactory for her, as Twilight begins biting on your ear.
>Her nibbling runs across the tip of your ear, as if she was attempting to eat it.
“Tw-Twilight…” You desperately call out to her
>”Hm?” She calmly responds back.
“Please stop, p-please stop!” You beg, trying to wrestle back your will.
>Twilight suddenly does comply, and stops right away.
>You find yourself stunned momentarily, unsure your pleading has actually gone through.
>”I’m really sorry about this, Anon.” Twilight coos, as she plants couple of kisses on your wet ear.
>”I just love… Absolutely adore this cute ear of yours.”
>Twilight suddenly jumps to your stomach, and lowers her head to barely an inch distance away from yours.
>”I love you so much Anon, your ears are just too perfect.” Twilight exclaims, as she leans closer.
>Her snout rests on your forehead, then soon slowly traces down your nose bridge, and then-
>You let out a surprised voice as Twilight’s tongue forces your lips apart, and then your teeth.
>Twilight dances inside of your mouth, feeling up your own tongue to the very end.
>A single tear wells up on the corner of your eye, as Twilight forcibly violates your mouth.
>Your groans of protest are gone unheard, and Twilight continues to delight herself on your taste.
>Twilight then slowly creeps deeper, and you begin to panic as you slowly lose breathing space.
>You squirm and resume your pointless struggle to free yourself.
>Twilight finally retreats, and pulls herself out of you.
>A long strand of saliva hangs between your mouths, as Twilight stares deeply into your eyes.
>You stare back, and for a moment you see something flash alight in her eyes.
>”Anon, don’t tell me… You’re aroused?” Twilight asks coquettishly, the edge of her mouth crooking into a small smile.
>You try to deny immediately, but end up choking on the excess saliva left in your mouth.
>You hack and wheeze, as Twilight looks on, unchanged.
“No! N-no!” You finally manage to talk back, but Twilight had already moved onto the next course of her meal.
>You audibly protest as you feel your clothes disappearing, and then burning away into the thin air.
>Your bare body lies nude, with your basement pillar standing tall in the open.
>”Is this Anon’s reproductive organ?” Twilight asks, moving over to observe the object from a closer proximity.
>Completely mortified over the humiliation you are suffering, you turn away to simply not bear witness to your pitiful state.
>”You like being licked in the ear; don’t you, Anon?”
>You can do naught but shake your head.
>”I should know, I visited you every night and licked you, Anon.” Twilight giggles. “And my oh my, how big Anon would get when I would do it…” Twilight trails away, as she turns to face you again.
>”I want it Anon, I want your ears.” Twilight speaks once more, slowly lying on top of you.
>”And I want every part of you with me.” She continues, as her front hooves rest on your chest. “With me… And inside me.”
>You gaze into your captor with despair, but also an erection.
 
>Twilight’s body parts almost unwillingly, as you are slowly inserted inside of her.
>Twilight does her best to bring herself down and fully swallowing you whole.
>You writhe as you feel every fold inside of her clamping down on you, determined to grabbing onto you and never letting go.
>It takes the two of you a while to finally get used to the feeling, with Twilight at the lead.
>Twilight doesn’t even check you condition before she began moving, starting with a slow, rhythmical movement up and down.
>You feel her holding on and then letting go, before repeating the same process over and over.
>Twilight lets out a loud moan, as she cocks her head backwards in her own pleasure.
>You are in no better condition; a word can hardly escape your throat as the sensation had paralyzed you from sensory overload.
>Twilight turns your head to the left, and pushes your head down to the table.
>She then resumes her licking on your ear, as her movements atop of you begin to speed up.
>Clenching your teeth once more, you are now in a tug of war with yourself.
>As Twilight’s assault hastens, you find it harder to hold back yourself.
>A primeval desire wells up within you, and you are slowly driven to reach your end.
>”Anon, I love you- I love you so much-“ Twilight mutters, as she speeds up even more. “Please get me pregnant, I want to get pregnant so bad! Let’s have fillies, alright?”
>You silently shake your head, which is about all you can do to resist her at this point.
>”You gotta let it go alright? You must let it go inside…” Twilight whispers into your ear.
>You feel the end of the line, and you feel like you’re going to explode any second now.
>”Get me-“ Twilight whispers between the thrusts. “Get me pregnant okay?”
>”I want those ears so bad…”
 
>Unable to hold back any more, you release yourself into her.
>Twilight stops immediately, and fully takes you inside.
>”Anonymous’ children are… Rushing inside of me…” Twilight says faintly.
>Twilight goes limp and slumps down on you completely.
>She musters enough energy to face you, and you swear you can see hearts in her pupils.
>”Now you’re mine, Anon…” She whispers between her jagged breaths.
 
>”Mine forever.”