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DAY 4
 
>Unfortunately you aren't woken with a blowjob, but by the irritating sound of a rooster crowing somewhere.
>You're in a castle. Where the fuck is there a rooster at?
>Groggily you rub the sleep from your eyes and glance at the clock.
>The numbers blur together in your vision and you can't quite make it out.
>A seven becomes a nine becomes a five before settling on twelve.
>Wait...
>Twelve? Twelve, noon twelve?
>You rip yourself out of bed and force your eyes to focus on the clock harder.
>It is unmistakeably noon. A minute after to be specific.
>Of all the dumb shit you think you could have done, being late when Nightmare Moon specifically told you to see her has to take the cake.
>Ignoring Rarities scared questions, you rush down to your room.
>Briefly registering Applejack still stuck in her stockade you begin to strip.
>You take a second to consider letting her out. Yes, the maids to attend to her, but spending two full days immobile cannot be healthy. How long does atrophy take to set it again? Fuck, this is shit you should really know.
>12:06
>That's a thought for when you aren't about to be murdered though. She'll manage just fine.
>Pulling on some simple street attire, you lightly race toward... you don't even know where she wants you to meet her.
>Alright. Stop. This is getting you nowhere. You'll just walk out into the hall, casually stroll towards the throne room, and... there: a guard.
"Greeting soldier, where can I find Nightmare Moon," your heart is pounding and your palms are sweaty, but you maintain an aura of composure.
>He stands straighter and begins a salute without making eye contact.
"Sir, She's expecting you in Her personal reading room room. Sir."
>This is new. You've always garnered respect, but this is downright reverence.
"Thank you soldier, but I'm afraid I actually don't know where that is. Can you take me there?"
>He still refuses to put down his hoof or meet your gaze.
"Sir, it's an honor, Sir. Anything you want Sir.
>Following closely behind, you can't help but like the admiration he's giving you.
>Though, you wonder just how long he will continue to obey once Nightmare Moon starts ripping off limbs...
>You're so wrapped up in your miserable worry, you don't even realize he's stopped.
"Ahem. Sir! As you've ordered, I've led you to Nightmare Moon's personal reading room. If this stallion can be of any more use, just let him know. Sir!"
>He's saluting again.
"No, you're fine. Run along."
>He begins to trot off, but as he rounds a corner you hear rapid hoof beats signaling he's started into a full sprint.
>You take a few moments to survey the closed door. But try as you might, you can't justify staring more than a minute. It's a door. There's nothing special about it and any longer and it's quite obvious you're standing here out of fear.
>There's no screaming. That's a good sign. So you steal your resolve, take a deep breathe and turn the handle.
>To find Nightmare Moon casually reading a book.
"Ah, you've arrived minion. Good. Good."
>No malice. No anger. It almost seems like she was just casually waiting for you to arrive.
>As the elation of not having things torn off dies down, you begin to feel slightly annoyed that she isn't angrier.
>It's irrational, but a part of you feels a person in her position should demand a little bit more respect. You certainly wouldn't have let this slide without SOME sort of punishment.
>But even as you think that, you know it's not right. She certainly commands respect at all other times. Why is she acting different now. Towards you?
"Alright puppet, this is your show. We called you here specifically so we didn't have to end up fatally mutilating... our sister. It seems deep down Luna is beginning to grow agitated with me. If I kill Celestia, she may grow angry enough to really fight back."
"But like we said yesterday, it simply cannot go on like this. So savage, we defer to you. Make us proud."
>You swear she nearly cooed the words.
>Your mind races with a thousand ideas, almost too many. Each one has merit and each one is fitting in its own way.
>But in the end, there is only way proper way to handle a goddess.
"I know what I want to do."
"Great ogre, I knew you would. Shall we begin?"
>You nod in readiness.
>Nightmare Moon closes her eyes and begins humming an emotive melody. Slow at first, but steadily picking up tempo.
>After 3 minutes, the notes begin to blur together and the harmony becomes wild. When she reaches what feels like the peak... she just stops.
>And nothing happens.
>She looks at you and winks.
"I just wanted a bit of flair. All I have to really do is: I release the seal!"
>A bright light engulfs the room. It feels like you're staring at the surface of the sun.
>You close your eyes, but the light penetrates deep.
>Slowly it begins to die down, though it takes a bit longer for your vision to return.
>When your eyes adjust again, you see Princess Celestia lying on the floor bound in glowing red chains, complete with a red ball gag in her mouth. She looks at her sister in sadness before switching to look at you confusion.
"Now troll. It's your time to shine. Show me what you can do!"
>You walk over to Celestia and bow.
"My Princess of the Sun. You've only been gone a few days. But a lot has happened. Revolutions have been put down with violence and carnage. Crops are begun to wither in the field due to lack of sunlight. Ponies have been taken in and made pleasure slaves."
>Celestia's eyes hold pure sorrow.
"And through it all, I remain a loyal subject to the tyrant. Right now, I have broken 5 of your subjects. Fragile things, so scared of letting their friends be hurt. So scared of being hurt themselves."
>Her sorrowful eyes turn to loathing.
"Please let me explain myself before you get upset. At first I thought I was coerced into this. I justified my actions as just being afraid of Nightmare Moon. But as I broke each pone in turn, I realized something: I enjoy this."
>You put your hand on her shining mane and begin run your fingers through.
"Let me tell you a story Celestia. Once there was a lonely human posting on a message board. He didn't really care about your world. It was all fantasy to him. But he enjoyed the innocence and simple humor of it."
"But more than that he enjoyed the corruption of that innocence. It was all one big joke to him, you see."
"One day without really understanding the how or why he was thrust into a fight he didn't comprehend. And while he pleaded and stumbled trying to explain he meant no harm, nopony listened."
"Eventually he was given what he didn't even know he wanted. And the six little ponies who hadn't listened became his to play with."
"One just wanted to be loved, so he provided and she broke."
"One was so uppity and haughty. She was so sure nothing in the world would hurt her. He taught her her place and she accepts it willingly."
"One refused to let her friends get hurt, and with only just the tiny bit of fear became loyal to him. She'll get a nice reward later."
"One thinks its a game. But she's learned not to question his words and she's happier for it.
"One is still waiting release as we speak. She'll get it... one of these days. But currently she's ever so thankful to that human for her state of constant and never ending arousal."
"There is a sixth too. She'll get her lessons soon. But there are only so many hours in a day, I'm afraid."
>The chains have lost their glimmer and have begun to settle into a dull grey sheen.
>You take your fingers out of her mane and pry the gag from her mouth.
"But right now there's you Celestia. A new plaything. A new joke."
>She coughs and licks her lips, moistening them.
"You poor mortal. Don't you see how the Nightmare is corrupting you as well? This isn't you. You don't want to hurt anypony. Please untie me. Any wrong doing you've done can be undid. All you have to do is loosen my binds and I'll save you! I'll save everypony! Just loosen my binds..."
>You slide your hand underneath the chains, slowly curling your fingers around the girth.
>The metal is soft and pliable in your grip. You look at Celestia questioningly.
"They aren't solid human, they're only made of magic. Yes, I know what you are and I know that you and magic are like oil and water. It should be nothing for you to break these bonds."
>You gently squeeze and feel the metal conform to your grip. When you let up, finger sized dents remain.
>You quite literally control the fate of Equestria in your hands.
"And my crimes Celestia? What of them?"
>She's quiet and refuses to meet your gaze.
"You know, I never finished my story. It took me a bit, but I realized something. Sometimes my thoughts aren't my own. They masquerade as mine and I know them like I know my own skin. But they aren't mine."
"It's as if a hundred voices are calling out to me in a whisper. Each one wants something different from me, and each want is more vile than the last. And while I've fought hard against them, I'm afraid the more they talk, the more I start to like what they say."
>Celestia lifts her head to finally look at you. Her eyes are filled with pity.
"From what you've said, you have done some... terrible things human. But I will do my best to make sure you will receive fair treatment for your crimes."
"No absolution then? No mercy from the one who is most merciful?"
"Doing what is right will be your salvation, human. I can't forgive what you did."
>You release the chain and stand.
"Then salvation be damned!"
>With as much force as you can muster you bring your foot into her stomach.
>And another. And another.
>She bows her head and closes her eyes, not letting so much as a whimper escape.
"I'll humble you Celestia, just like I did the others. I'll find your weakness and I'll exploit it. I'll make you mine and worst of all I'll make you enjoy being mine."
"Remember that sixth little pone I told you about? The one I haven't touched yet? Would you like to know her name?
>Still no response
"Nothing to say? I'm not going to give you an ultimatum, you know. Her freedom for your obedience? I'll have both. And unfortunately I'm going to have to hurt somepony now."
>She looks away as you get up to call for a guard.
>No time passes before you hear rapid hoofbeats and a guard answers your call.
"Bring me the horn of Twilight Sparkle. Break it or saw it off if you must. But be quick!"
"NOOO!"
>You hold your hand up as a signal for the guard to wait.
"No? My dear Celestia. I told you this isn't an ultimatum. And you certainly don't get to say no. But I am curious. Would you have been so passionate if it had been somepony other than your student?"
>No answer.
"Despicable. You would let another pone get mutilated for your pride. But if they're close to you, then it becomes unacceptable? And you call yourself a ruler."
>You shoo the guard away and turn back to Celestia.
"I want you to learn something about yourself tonight Celestia, so I'm going to give you three choices. I'll take Twilight's horn or 20 horns from your subjects below, chosen at random of course. Or... I can have your horn."
>Her body betrays herself and she lets a tear escape.
"I can't... I can't give up my powers. Please don't ask me too. Who will raise the sun? Who will protect the kingdom? Who will save... everypony."
>Her voice trails off
"Then don't pick yourself Celestia, I've given you two acceptable other options to choose from."
>She looks away ashamed.
"I don't expect an answer tonight. I'll be back in the morning. Take your time to decide dear Princess"
>You snarl the last part and turn your attention to Nightmare Moon who is gleefully watching the situation unfold.
"We're done for the day. Keep her isolated, and let nopony talk to her. Not guards, not servants, not even you should engage her right now."
>She nods happily and you take your leave.
>A ruler must be pragmatic. The very fact that she has to even consider this is proof she isn't fit to rule.
>When you step out into the hallway, you sigh and stretch your limbs.
>The first step is done, but it will be a long journey to bring her under your control. She is a 1000 year old Goddess of the Sun after all.
>Still, you're elated at ease of which your plans fell into place. With all her acquired wisdom, she still couldn't recognize the duplicity in your statement.
>There are no mornings any more.
>Oh, she'll still be held to the decision, but it'll come on slightly different terms than she thinks.
>You moisten your lips and smile.
>Right now though, you think it's time you let off some steam with one of your slaves.
>You head back to the chambers of your little pets. Stopping in the hallway before the six rooms, you try to decide who gets your attention today.
>You realize you haven't played with Rainbow Dash in a while. And she still needs a reward for the loyalty she showed you.
>You open a door. Rainbow Dash it is.
>You walk in just in time to see her jump off her bed, do a partial somersault, fail, and smash her back against the floor. Her head hits the floor with a sickening crack.
"Fucking Hell. Are you trying to kill yourself?"
>You walk over and pick her up. Rubbing her head, you feel the beginnings of a small knot. Nothing too serious and no blood.
>She looks up with a pouty expression.
"No... And I wasn't trying to fly neither. I just wanted a little excitement in here. It's so boring!"
"Good because you aren't allowed to do either without my expressed consent."
>She actually gives a small chuckle.
"Alright Rainbow. I came in here today because I heard some things I want to hear your side on."
>She nods attentively
"What happened when the guards came in here the other day?"
>She looks unsure at first, but stands proud after composing herself
"He tried to... like you did that one day. But I said no and fought back. Even with my wings tied, I fought back! I gave myself to you. And you are the only one I'm going to allow to touch me!"
"Is that so?"
"Yeah! That's so. Only... you."
>Her voice begins to trail off and she looks a bit unsure, like she's curious at the words coming form her own mouth.
>Best not let her have too long to think on that.
"Good girl. You did me proud today. I told you before, I can be benevolent. I think you deserve a reward."
>Her unease dissipates and she swishes her tail back and forth in happiness.
"Really? What is it?"
>You undo her wing harness and gently take one into your hand, massaging the stiff appendage.
"Oh..."
>Rainbow's eyes flutter a bit and she lets a happy murmur escape.
>You slowly work the the skin underneath, digging your hands and working your way slowly outward.
"Straighten your wing for me."
>She obeys instantly, extending her wing as far as it will go. It's actually quite impressive. You didn't realize how big it could get.
>Running your hands along the length, you smooth down her ruffled feathers. Ever so carefully, you put each individual one back into its proper position.
>Well you have no real idea if 'down' is their proper position, but Rainbow doesn't seem to mind.
>When the wing you're working on looks to be in pretty good shape, you begin work on the other. You take as much care as you did the first time, working the stiff tissue underneath first before you move on.
"This feels really good master. It's been really driving me crazy that I haven't been able to groom them properly."
>And now straightening the feathers.
"And you're really good at this. You don't have wings. How do you know how to position them properly?"
>Well, it isn't that hard of concept; pat them down and make them flow evenly in one direction. In truth, you didn't even think you were doing anything special. Isn't it just common sense not to have perpendicular feathers?
"Because I know how to take care of my pets."
>She lets out another satisfied sigh but at the same time shifts her legs uncomfortable.
"Master... I think... I think I'm getting horny.
>You ignore her words and continue your work.
"Master, did you hear me? I think I'm..."
>You firmly swat her rump and she lets out a squeak.
>Giving no other acknowledgement that you've heard her words, you get up to pilfer her tiny bathroom.
>She makes a move to join you, but stops short when you hold your palm up.
>Lets see, you actually have no idea what you're looking for. But surely there's something...
>She isn't allowed much, but she has all the basics. There's simple hygiene products, a few miscellaneous things you can only assume are necessary for ponies only, and... ah.
>You pick up a small vial of oil and examine it.
>'For use as a protectant on fur, hair, and feathers.'
>Perfect. You really should reward the maids who take care of your pets in your absence.
>Returning, you seat yourself besides Rainbow once again and begin to work the oil into her wings.
"This... This feels weird. I don't normally use oil. I like powder. But if you think this is better..."
>Shit, maybe you made a mistake. You actually have no idea if oil is better than powder.
"It's better, trust me."
>She nods happily.
>After the oil is spread as thin and evenly as you can manage, you notice a small shimmer as the light catches them just right.
"Alright Rainbow, try them out. Make a loop around your room for me."
>There is absolutely no uncertainty as she obeys your command.
>She stretches her wings out and takes off, racing around the room with acrobatic style.
>She slows down when she comes full circle, but at your gesture makes another loop. And another. And another.
>After her twentieth time around, she slows down and lands next to you on the bed.
"They've never been this smooth before. Even cooped up in this room, I think I've moved faster than I've ever moved!"
>She's panting slightly, but her face holds pure delight.
"I told you Rainbow, I know how to take care of my pets."
>You really must find that maid and reward her.
"This is the best!"
>You nod knowingly
>She extends her wings in a stretch and compacts them again as she nuzzles against your arm.
"I know I'll have to put the harness on again eventually, but today was fun. Next time do you think we could go outside?"
>You lift the arm she's nuzzling and wrap it around her neck gently.
"As long as you keep being a good girl."
>She sighs and nods happily.
>The intimacy of the moment is actually starting to make you excited.
>You are suddenly very thankful that your morality hasn't warped so far that you can only be turned on by using force.
>Gently coaxing Rainbow's behind upward, you maneuver your hand down to her nether region.
"You're still wet."
>She blushes and looks away.
"I... I told you I was. The way you worked my wings was... was very nice."
>Still resting your arm around her neck, you begin to invade her with your other hand.
>She lets out a little squeak like she honestly wasn't expecting it.
>You go slow at first, massaging the area. The first time you took her, you were rough and spiteful. Now you can choose to go a lot slower and more sensual.
>Rainbow seems to like your decision.
"Oh! Oh... Ah. Ha."
>She's coating your finger in fluids now.
>You slip a finger inside and she shudders.
>She begins to pant slightly as you begin to pry around her hole.
>Increasing your speed you begin to grow rougher, moving your finger in and out of her wetness with more energy.
>She's definitely the tightest of everybody you've tasted so far. Every time you pull out, she tries to suck your fingers back in.
>In the middle of a convulsion, you stop and remove your hand completely causing a small questioning whine.
>But she stops when sees the reason why.
>Pulling down your pants you show her your erect manhood.
>She reals back at first, remembering what happened the last time. But after a moment of consideration, she stops and turns around presenting herself to you.
>You grab her tail with one hand and begin to position yourself with the other.
>Placing the tip at her entrance you slowly begin to work yourself in.
>But Rainbow lets out a small sob as you do. And not a happy one.
>It's not something that would normally keep you from your pleasure, but literally just a few minutes ago she was extremely sex crazed.
>Curious at the change of heart, you pull yourself out to investigate.
>You go to Rainbow's front and see that she's openly crying. She' stifled her sounds, but the tears are flowing freely.
>Noticing your curiosity, she lowers her head in shame.
"I was just supposed to be doing this to save my friends. But I'm actually enjoying it. I'm... I'm so disgusting!"
>Ah, so that's the problem. You did notice the looks of disquiet she was having earlier.
>You reach down and pull her into a hug.
"I have a reason for everything I do Rainbow."
>Mainly your pleasure...
"Your friends are fine right now. You've been good, they've been good. I can promise you they're quite happy as you are."
>Maybe not quite true for Twilight, but you didn't say ALL of her friends. And Twilight will come around eventually.
"Things are rather complicated right now I'm afraid. But understand this, everything I do, I do for you."
>You're actually beginning to believe this yourself. Each pone you've broken in turn has come around to fully enjoy serving you.
>Rainbow lets you embrace her for a few moments longer before she speaks.
"I understand... Thank you master. Please keep them safe... And me too."
>You give a final squeeze with your hug and make your back around.
>You aren't much for sappy moments and you still have an erection wanting release.
>This time, Rainbow swishes her tail out of the way herself giving you both hands free to steady yourself.
"I'm ready master. Please. Please do it like you did last time. I didn't want to say anything last time, but after the initial hurt... It was... It was really good!"
>Grabbing her hips you slowly force your way inside, causing Rainbow to let out a soft pant.
>Her wetness coats you nicely,removing all resistance from your intrusion into her body.
>Working yourself into a steady rhythm, you feel her pussy start to grip you hungrily.
"Harder, master! Please fill me deeper!"
>You slap her ass roughly and plunge yourself to the hilt.
"Ahhh! Again! Please! Again master!"
>You bring your hand down on her rump sharply and she lets out a mewl of delight.
>Your body begins to make we slapping sounds as you put your whole force into grinding into her.
"Augh! Ahhh!"
>Rainbow is loudly moaning in pleasure.
>Another slap to her ass and another squeal of delight.
>When you realize you aren't creating enough force with your body, you grab her tail and use it to pull her back onto your cock whenever you pull out.
>She yelps in pain at the first pull, but quickly gets into it as you repeat the motion again and again.
>Another slap to her already reddening ass causes her pussy to tense up.
"Rainbow, don't you dare cum without me."
>All she can manage to do is nod in her hysteria as she continues her screams of pleasure.
>As you continue to fuck her wildly, you can occasionally feel her pussy tighten against you.
"Now... Now? Please now!?"
"Not yet Rainbow You'll know when. You'll get real good at telling when, trust me."
>Speaking of which...
"Oh... Oh! I can... I can feel something happening. It's... It's getting bigger. I can feel it getting bigger inside me. Is it? Are you about to...!?"
>You cut her off with and another slap to her ass and pull her all the way onto you cock, releasing your seed inside.
>As you pour yourself inside, you can feel her walls contact around you and she lets out a deafening shriek
>AAAH! AUGH! Ah. Ha. ha. ha..."
>Her hooves collapse and she falls to the ground, pulling you along with her.
>While still being connected, you wrap your arms around her mid.
"Thank you master."
>You stay connected with Rainbow until you feel yourself shrink and involuntarily pull out.
>Finally unwrapping yourself, you stand and stretch your limbs.
>Rainbow chooses to stay on the floor.
>She shudders and looks up expectantly.
>But everything important has already been said and since you've had your pleasure; you just smile, give her a pat on the head, and leave her to reflect on the what just happened.
>In the hallway you allow yourself a chuckle.
>All the ponies submit so easily. You wonder if Celestia will provide a challenge once her breaking tribulations begins.
> And now that you've had your fun and Nightmare Moon has had enough time to tuck Celestia away, it's time to return to work.
>You seek out and find Nightmare Moon lounging in the throne room.
>When she spots you a smile comes across her face.
"Henchman, We love what you did with our sister. At your request, we have her confined to the dungeons. Nopony get in, she'll never get out! What may we ask is your next move though?"
>You give a courteous bow
"That's actually what I wanted to talk to you about. You have control over the night right? Does that mean you can enter people's dreams?"
>She doesn't even hesitate before answering.
"Certainly! I am the master of the night aren't I?"
"And if I give you some scenarios, can make them happen?
>Realization dawns on her face.
"Ah! We understand. And we're afraid not. We can't really control dreams. All we can do is enter them."
>Damn, the thoughts you had too.
"But... if two people are sleeping at the same time, we can combine their dreams. We cannot manipulate them, but we can allow you too.
>Oh. That's better, much better. You had initially just wanted to make sure she never had any relief from your training... to have her in a constant state of submission. But this, this opens so many more options.
"Wait, aren't I immune to magic?"
"We won't actually be using magic on you. Not directly anyway. It's difficult but allow us to explain."
"Immune is a strong word. Magic just kind of avoids you... Remember the chain? It still felt solid in your grip, yes? We loved that part by the way; when she thought you were about to join her and you tore that hope to shreds. And then you kicked her!"
>She lets out a squeal of delight and you clear your throat in response.
"Ahem, yes. Well it's the same concept. All we will do is simply take the images from your mind and give them to Celestia and give her images to you. There won't be any direct interference."
>You smile and pretend like you understand.
"And the very fact that magic won't affect you is what will give you control. When we open the channel it would normally be a direct tunnel between the two, and the person with the strongest will, wins. But since our magic cannot affect you directly..."
"Her tunnel is blocked," you finish.
"Correct. And yours will be open. You will have complete control."
>That's... absolutely perfect. If you had this ability before, you could have done so much more with your pets.
>Then again it would have meant actually involving Nightmare Moon in your escapades.
>Huh... that thought would have terrified you before. But now you don't seem to mind.
"Alright, what do I need to do."
"Why, just be asleep at the same time she is of course. We can take care of the rest."
>You nod understandingly.
"And what if she wakes up?
"Oh monster, once the tunnel is active only the pone whose will is greater can choose when the two shall wake."
>She lets out another squeal of delight.
"What do you say about just staying asleep forever? You'll have all eternity to play with her and she'll never bother us again. We promise to keep your body safe."
>You furrow your brow and frown.
"No? Alright. Well, lets just keep that in our back pocket as a last resort shall we?"
>Your frown deepens but Nightmare Moon ignores it this time.
"We'll have her food drugged and she'll be asleep at midnight. Just be in dreamland by then."
>Midnight. That's still 9 hours away. You can do a lot in 9 hours.
>Oh that reminds you.
"Nightmare, one more thing before I go. Whose the maid that takes care of my... pets when I'm not around.
>She looks at you apathetically.
"Her? Just some random Earth pone. The castle maids rebelled whenever we took over, so we had to replace the lot. We think her name is Octagon. Maybe she has eights breasts or something."
>She cackles at her own joke, but you don't find it particularly amusing.
"Alright, thank you Nightmare. I'll make sure to be asleep at midnight. But right now, I'll take my leave."
>She nods dismissively and returns to lounging on her throne.
>The sight kind of sickens of you .A ruler isn't supposed to be this lethargic.
>You shake your head and sigh. You really should try to coerce Nightmare Moon into taking a more active role in leading. She's had her fun, but there comes a time when she will eventually have to rule.
>Later though.
>Right now, you're still curious about the maid.
>There's two stallions guarding the throne room entrance, you tell one to find Octagon and bring her to your room.
>He stares dumbly for a second.
"Sir, ah... I don't know of any pone named Octagon. There's a maid named Octavia... Sir."
>You hear a booming laughter from the throne room.
>You sigh and let your head droop.
"Yes. Her. Bring her to my room soldier. And be quick about it."
"Sir, yes sir!"
>He runs off in a gallop and you make your way back to your room. You can still hear Nightmare Moon laughing in the background.
>When you reach your room, you casually look Applejack over. She's still affixed in the middle of your room like a decorative piece.
>That can't be healthy.
"Alright Applejack. I think you've learned your lesson don't you?"
>Her mouth isn't gagged, but she doesn't say anything. Instead she just nods weakly.
"Alright. I'm going to release you now and put you in your new room to rest."
> No words and another weak nod. You may have overdone it...
>When you undo all the locks, Applejack tries to stand only to collapse when she finds her legs no longer obey her.
>She tries again.
>She falls again.
"Augh...!"
>With a frustrated groan she tries one more time.
>And doesn't even manage to lift all the way up before she collapses.
>You shake your head in pity.
"Come here Applejack."
>You bend down and slide your arms under her torso, lifting upward in a smooth motion.
>Only to realize once again that you are not special and are in fact pretty weak when it comes to things like this.
>Holy shit, is she heavy! This was a mistake. A terrible terrible mistake.
"Come along now. I've got you."
>You certainly do not have her for long.
>Lowering your head, you pretend to nuzzle her back side as you try to situate a better grip.
>There is no better grip.
>Resigning yourself, you begin to edge yourself to the door. Slowly. Every so slowly.
>And after what feels like ages, you are able to lay Applejack softly on her own bed.
>Meanwhile your arms are literally numb and it takes every drop of will not bend over and suck in air.
>You drop yourself on her bed beside her to rest.
>But you can't show weakness. You maneuver around and get into a position where you can wrap your arms around her.
>She accepts your embrace and begins to wrap herself around you as well.
>Oh sweet relief. And not to uncomfortable of a position to rest in either.
>After a couple minutes of tender embraces, you begin to grow bored. With your energy back you pull her into a kiss. One she eagerly returns.
>She's still pretty weak, but you take the lead so she doesn't have to do a lot of work.
>You tongue darts inside her mouth and you begin to explore, tasting her.
>She actually does taste of apples.
>While still interlocked with her, you let your hand roam to her pussy.
>She's sopping wet. Not getting any release will do that you suppose.
>You begin to work her little hole, inserting your finger inside and shifting it back and forth.
>Applejack begins to moan into the kiss, but doesn't break it.
>You feel yourself beginning to stiffen.
>Yeah, you've already came earlier, but you can certainly manage again. The power of youth.
>And the power of a pone who would let you do anything you wanted to her.
>You untangle yourself from her and climb on all fours to straddle her.
>She's directly below your body, spread open for you to see.
>It's the first time you've actually done missionary with one of your pets. It's not so bad.
>From this angle you can see the slight blush on her face and the shallow panting of her breathe.
>You lean down and pull her into another kiss as you position yourself to enter inside her.
"Augh... Ha! Ah. Ha. ahhh..."
>Applejack begins to moan in distinct pleasure. You've taken her anal virginity, but her pussy was still intact. Was.
>But she doesn't even register the pain as you penetrate her. She's gone straight to enjoyment.
>You finally break the kiss and pull you head back to watch her face as you begin to move insider her.
>She's in ecstasy. Her eyes are rolled back in he head and she's breathing rapidly, making little whines everytime she breathes out.
>Oh wait, you know that sound. You've gotten very good at recognizing that sound.
"Go ahead Applejack. From now until I finish you can cum as many times as you want."
>Her eyes roll back down and focus on you.
>She mouths the words "Thank you," before her body convulses and you feel her pussy contact on your member while you're still pumping inside her.
>You continue to pound away though, enjoying the feeling. And not even a minute later, her body convulses again.
"Again Applejack?"
>She lets her eyes focus on you once more before nodding  with a blush and letting herself become overtaken again.
>Her fluids have begun to stain the bed now.
>Another convulsion.
>And another.
>She's came four times before you finally reach your peak.
>But you feel yourself reaching your climax and all good things must end.
>She has one more in her though and as you release your seed inside she violently shudders clinging on to your back with her hooves.
>She's unconscious.
>You literally fucked her unconscious.
>You feel slightly proud of that.
>No. You are extremely proud of that.
>Pulling yourself out, you grab her tail and wipe off before going and getting some wipes to clean her up with.
>She's a good pone, but you can't be too careful with how you train her. She's still learning. And if you leave her unchecked she may bring herself to orgasm every time you leave the room.
>And you can't have that.
>To your glee, you find that somepony has left you a pair of leather britches with a hardened crotch area and a lock to keep them in place. You know damn well what this for...
>So after you finish wiping her down, you affix them to her, locking them in place, and pocket the key.
>Huh, you honestly thought it would look way worse than it does. It honestly just looks like some type of underclothing you'd see anywhere here.
>Equestrian fashion is always kind of... off. To you anyway.
>After she's cleaned and dressed, you take a second to marvel at your work. She's yours. Wholly and fully. She's given herself to you.
>You could do anything to her and she would welcome it.
>Her mind is yours. Her body is yours. She is yours.
>You let your hand roam across her body, just touching and caressing her. Her fur is soft but you can feel the muscle underneath.
>You smile and with a final pat to her head, let the tired pone sleep and head back to your room.
>When you return to your room you find a grey mare in a maid's outfit waiting for you.
>She bows deeply, her face nearly touching the floor.
"Greetings master."
>Ah so this is the indispensable maid whose taken such good care of your pets.
"Hello. Are you Octavia?"
"I am. A guard said you wished to see me?"
>She's not very.. emotive. She's polite, but she has a small aura of haughtiness about her.
"I did, I wanted to see who was taking care of my... pets in my absence."
"I have that duty master."
>Maybe haughty isn't the right word. Refinement fits better.
"Raise up now. No sense in making out with the floor when I'm right here."
>She raises her head and looks you in the eye. It's weird. Ponies actively avoid your gaze most times.
"If that is what you wish, master."
>As she begins to move forward, you raise your palm halting her movements.
"It's just a joke. I really just wanted to meet you. You've been... very helpful and I didn't even know what you looked like."
"I live to serve."
>You make your way over to your bed to sit down.
>She tracks you with her head, but doesn't move her body to follow.
"Come here and tell me about yourself Octavia. Tell me just how you're so good at telling what I'd need before I was in a situation where I'd need it."
>She obeys and sits down in front of your legs, her back still upright and proper.
"I thought it was common sense. You have not given any specific dietary commands, so I have taken the liberty of administering only healthy food."
>Oh you forgot about Pinkie.
"About that. At dinner, make sure Pinkie gets a cupcake... Oh, and make sure Applejack gets all the apples she wants. I want her to taste of apples like she... Well that's not important."
"Very well. Should I continue?"
>You nod.
"Rainbow Dash's wings were getting matted, she would require maintenance before too long. The oil I provided is very high quality."
"And I am the one who hand fed Applejack while she was immobilized. Her vagina was always wet and she would beg me to let her finish. That is, until one meal she just didn't. I only assume that is your doing. So I provided something to help. It is custom made."
>She finishes and stares at you with detached emotion.
"So you're smart Octavia."
>It's a statement, not a question.
"I believe I am. But I do not believe I am smarter than you master."
"No flattery. You're smart. So tell me why are you a maid? And for me no less. This is the type of job a smart person runs from."
>She blinks and her refined mask falters a bit.
"I... I am fit for nothing else master."
>You nod at her hip. Her cutie mark is slightly visible underneath the ruffles of her maid's dress.
"That's not a feather duster. I know a music note when I see one. And I don't enjoy being lied too."
>She loses face just for an instant.
"It is not a music note, it is a treble clef! They are very different. And... And I did not lie."
>Her ears droop as she composes herself once more.
"I am sorry master. That was discourteous of me."
>She sniffs and presents herself proudly once more.
"My parents were part of the resistance. And though I had no part in it, I was captured along with them. When we were brought before Nightmare Moon for punishment, I begged her not to hurt them. She agreed... In exchange for my indentured servitude."
>She smooths her ruffles down.
"She made it perfectly clear this is what I am now though. Any act of defiance results in the immediate termination of my family... And vice versa for them. My parents are very influential ponies and I am a hostage tool."
>Her cutie mark is completely obstructed by the dress now.
"I will never play the cello again. My place is here now. And I will serve you to the best of my abilities master."
>She bows deep once more.
"Play me a song."
>She blinks and looks up.
"I... what?"
"A song. I want to hear you play me a song. I like you Octavia. I think I'll make you my personal maid. And I want to hear a song."
"But... Nightmare Moon said..."
"Never mind what she said. I'm saying you're my personal maid now. And I want my personal maid to play me a song."
>She looks unsure now.
"You no longer work for Nightmare Moon Octavia. You are mine now. And I will have a song."
"My... I do not have my cello on me at the moment. There is one in the music room if you wish me to get it."
>You nod and Octavia begins to walk away still unsure of the turn of events.
>Perhaps you should have talked with Nightmare Moon before you took her as yours, but somehow you doubt she'll mind. It's just another payment for your continued service
>She returns a few minutes latter carrying a cello and a music sheet.
"Is this really okay?"
>Your eyes harden against her.
"Never question me Octavia. Now begin."
>She bows her head politely.
"Of course not master. I forgot myself for a moment.
>She places the book on the ground and positions the cello upward. It seems to be an awkward position to play in, but she manages well.
>Drawing the bow across the string, she begins her song.
>It's long and sweet and actually very pretty. She must have really worked for her cutie mark.
>As she plays her song, her lips begin to curl upward and you realize it's the first time you've actually seen her smile.
>She truly enjoys this. It must have killed her not to be able to play again.
>As she finishes, she looks up at you expectantly.
"Bravo Octavia. That was very good, but I couldn't help but notice the part where you messed up."
>Actually it sounded perfect. But some encouragement never hurts.
"Yes master. You have a very keen ear. I have trouble with my pizzicato. Hooves are not made for this dextrous type of work I am afraid. Without magic I do not know if I will ever be great enough for..."
>She stops and looks uncertain for a moment.
"I am sorry. I am talking as if I forgot my place again. Of course I will not play again unless you command it."
>You eye her over.
"Take the cello and practice when you're not busy taking care of my pets. Forget any other duties you may have had.
>A single tear rolls down her cheek.
"If you wish, I'll even have your own cello from home delivered. To only be used whenever you perform for me of course."
"You... You would do that? For me? Thank you master. Oh thank you."
"But Octavia, never forget. You're mine now. And I'll have perfection in my... pets. If you mess up the next time you perform for me, expect punishment. For behavioral reinforcement.
>You smile as she lowers her ears.
"Of course, I understand master. Thank you, these... gifts mean so much to me. I will not let you down."
"No. You won't."
>You smile and wave dismissively to her.
"Now go. Practice. Work on your pizzicato and... prepare for your next performance."
>She turns to leave, but before she completely steps out, she turns back around.
"You seem to like having your... confidants close. Do you wish me to make myself more available?"
>That's actually a pleasant idea. It's just to bad there aren't any more rooms available in close proximity. Unless...
"During the day when you aren't working, practice in the music room. At 10:00 come to me and I'll assign you a room. Send that pet to me for the night.
>Oh this works out wonderfully. Now if you want their company, you can have it in the comfort of your own bedroom. Their beds are really cramped...
"Very well master. Do you know who tonight's... companion will be?"
"Hm... give me some time to think. I'll decide when you come back. Now off you ago."
>She bows respectfully and takes her leave.
>You stand and stretch your limbs. It's still several hours before 10 and you need to do some preparation for Celestia. Starting with Twilight.
>Twilight.
>Twilight.
"Twilight!"
>She looks at you with a dazed expression. You've been calling her name for about a minute but it looks like she's just now noticed your presence.
>But it the realization of her situation comes back quick enough.
>She fearfully scoots against the wall, but the chains hold her strongly in place.
>When the disorientation fully wears off and she realizes she can't escape, she resigns herself.
"You've come for me..."
"I have."
"I saw what you did to my friends... to Rainbow Dash and Applejack. Are they dead?"
>That takes you a bit by surprise. But you quickly recall the... embellishments you had to use to get them to obey.
"Don't worry about them Twilight. They aren't dead, but they won't bother you again. And I know they weren't really your friends."
>She looks confused.
"I mean, if they were really your friends, you wouldn't have doomed them like this. It was your idea right?"
"My..? My idea..."
>She's still unsure.
"Yes. Your idea Twilight. You led them directly to Nightmare Moon and me."
>You bend down and begin to lovingly pat her head.
"I really must thank you Twilight. You were really very helpful."
"My idea,,,"
>You let your hand roam across her body. It isn't sexual, but it's certainly more intimate than any normal person would allow.
"Don't... Don't touch me."
>Her words are defiant, but her voice doesn't back them up. It comes out as a soft whine."
>You ignore her pleas.
"Why not Twilight? You've been very helpful to me. I want to show my gratitude."
>She flinches away from your touch.
"No. Nonono. No. Nooo!"
>Her horn begins to glow and you can feel the familiar sensation of magic circling you but not actually connecting.
"No no no. You're wrong! I didn't help you. I was just trying to... I was just. Just... The elements..."
>The glow fades and the magic subsides when she realizes it does her no good.
"Yes, I must thank you for that too. Nightmare Moon was really fearing the elements. But with them in your hands, we know they won't be a problem for her again."
>She lets out a small sob.
"My idea... my fault."
>You slide your hand under her chin and lift her head to meet your gaze.
"Now now Twilight, there is no sense in this. I told you it's a reward. I'll tell you what, for all the help that you've given us. I'll give one wish."
>Her eyes finally focus and she really looks at you for the first time since you came here.
"A wish?"
"Yes. A wish Twilight. How about a room in the castle all to yourself where nobody is allowed to touch you again. You'll have all the books you could want and all the luxuries I could provide."
>Her eyes momentarily light up before she realizes how selfish that would be and she looks away ashamed.
"My... my friends. If I asked you to release them...?"
"Then I would oblige of course. I told you, it's your wish. Though I'm afraid since you only have one, you will have to choose."
"Then... I choose my friends! I want you to release my friends."
>You contort your face in mock sympathy
"I don't think I made myself very clear Twilight. You can only choose one of them. One wish. One friend."
>She's horrified at the thought.
"Please no. Please. Please don't make me choose."
>Your move your hand back and forth across her thigh, lightly brushing over her pussy every other stroke. She lets out a small whimper at the promise of future violation.
"I'm not making you choose anything Twilight. You can pick whomever you want. Or none at all if that's your wish. You can still choose to save yourself"
>She's ashamed again. She must be honestly thinking of taking that option.
"Then I wish for you to go away. I want you to leave this place and never come back!"
"Oh Twilight, that's very clever. But I must warn you. I am the only thing keeping you and your friends alive right now. As odious as you think I am, I can promise you the alternative is so much worse. Is this really your wish?"
>A tear rolls down her cheek.
"How am I supposed to choose?"
"It's very simple Twilight, you just do. Not everypony can be saved. You've done your job. You've given me my new pets. Save yourself."
>She sniffs
"No. No, I refuse. I won't play your game. My wish is not to have to make this wish."
"Is that your final answer then? You really don't want to free yourself or any of your friends."
>She nods determinedly.
"Alright. You heard her Octavia, you can put them back in their rooms now."
>Twilight's face contorts in confusion.
"Oh. I hope you don't mind. I had your friends outside the door listening. I honestly thought you would choose one of them to free. So I had them waiting out there to hear your decision."
"I was going to call in the one you let go and have her tell you "No." And you would have seen how being selfless only led to a wasted wish. I must admit you bested me. Kind of. You still lost your chance at freedom I'm afraid. I really would have granted it."
>Her mouth parts just a bit as she takes in what you say.
"You know Twilight. I'm really sick of this impractical, and in fact contradictory, devotion to saving everypony that you and Celestia possess. You want to save them, but you refuse to do what's necessary. You ponies all want to sacrifice yourselves even when you're the ones who can do the most good."
>She perks up at the name, forgetting everything else that you were saying.
"What do you know about Celestia!"
"Well. She's here. We've talked. It's not important. The point I'm trying to make is: Why not save yourself Twilight? Out of all your friends, don't you think that you were the most qualified to stop me? How will you do that chained up?"
>Her once defiant eyes droop to confusion.
"Tell me about Celestia..."
"Well, I know you would have had the opportunity to find and free her had you not tried to be a martyr."
>She outwardly flinches as you move your caress to her horn. It's as warm as the underside of her stomach, like it's living tissue.
"With Celestia gone, you need a mentor Twilight. I'll fill that role. And while I don't normally do this, I'm going to allow you to move into your room before you fully... yield yourself to me."
>You unhook her and lead her to her room pulling the chain tight to get her to follow.
>When you reach her room, she has a slight indention on her neck from being pulled along roughly.
"Now Twilight, repeat what you've learned back to me and I'll give a book to keep you company in my absence. Surely you must be bored."
>She rubs her neck and looks around at her barren room, before meeting your gaze again.
"I... I squandered the opportunity because I thought the choice was unfair. But sometimes the choices are just unfair and it's okay when it's biased in your favor."
>You smile.
"But you're wrong you know..."
>Your smile drops.
"About... Celestia I mean. She's not gone. And she doesn't need me to save her. She'll save me. You'll see."
>You smile again.
"Will she now?"
>Twilight's hopeful expression drops as you slowly close the door. You take the time to be as dramatic as possible.
>That could not have gone any better. She was so close to outsmarting you too. It really is a shame that the ponies have to be so self sacrificing.
>Well, a shame for them. Certainly it's good for you.
>Just as the the door clicks closed, the door to Appljack's room opens.
>And Octavia exists, pushing a cart with food on it.
"Dinner time Octavia?"
"Yes master. I also made sure to include a fruit bowl of 6 mixed apples for Applejack to enjoy anytime she wishes. I left a note with your regards if that is satisfactory. She is still asleep so I can still remove it before she wakes if you wish."
"No, that's fine. Let her think it's another reward for good behavior."
>She bows and begins into the next room.
"Hold up Octavia."
>Her hoof drops from the knob and she looks at you expectantly.
"What books do we have on sexual technique?"
>She blinks.
"The library is... fully stocked master. "
"Good. Find me a respected book on the intimacies of sex. Nothing too advanced... yet. I want to start Twilight off slow with the basics."
>She blinks again.
"As you wish. Would you like me to begin now or after I finish serving dinner? I only have Miss Pinkie remaining."
"Give me the cart, I'll finish. Just drop off the book when you're done."
>She takes a bow of respect and trots off in the direction of the library.
>You take a second to watch her go before you open the door to Pinkies room.
>It takes a moment before she realizes it's you, but when she does, she jumps off her bed excitedly to greet you.
"Hey Master! I was wondering if you were going to visit today. It gets really lonely in here. But I'm always glad to see..."
>She immediately stops talking as you begin to speak, understanding of how things work.
"Hello Pinkie. I've brought you something."
>You push the cart in and when she sees the cupcake she absolutely explodes in happiness.
"Maaaster! You really did it! You said you would and you did! Thank you thank you thank you!"
>She rushes over to the cart aiming for the the sweat snack and ignoring the rest of her dish.
>You quickly pick it up right as she is about to grab it.
"Now now Pinkie. Finish your dinner first and then we'll talk about this."
>Her mouth curves in disappointment but she nods understandingly.
>She picks up the plate and carries it to the table on the far side of the wall.
>With an overly exasperated sigh she sets to work on the bland vegan dish.
>You move to the bed and sit down, letting the headboard support your back as you stretch your legs on the covers.
>It's actually kind of relaxing just watching her eat. You really should make a note to mix in some normalcy every now and then. It makes the other stuff so much more special.
>As you twirl the cupcake in your hands you begin to let your thoughts wander.
"Hey Pinkie, if you could do anything at all, no limitations, what would you do?
>She doesn't even finished chewing her carrot before speaking.
"That's simple silly! I'd throw a huge party! The biggest ever. Everypony would be invited. There would be..."
"That's nice Pinkie. But I'm thinking about things that would involve the different types of... fun I've recently taught you. What about that?"
>She's really trying to wolf down her dinner so she can get to her dessert. You can't even make out the words now.
"It's rude to talk with your mouth full Pinkie. Speak clearly when you speak to me."
>She lets out a squeak and shoots crumbs on her table. But finally she manages to swallow the two cheek fulls and talk coherently.
"I'm sorry master. But to answer your question, I would still want to throw a party. I can just imagine it. All the ponies could come and cum! I wonder how long everypony would last. With enough refreshments, maybe forever!"
>She squeals in delight.
>So if she could do anything, she'd throw an everlasting orgy. It's not a bad thought."
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"Ha. That's a sweet dream Pinkie. Maybe I can make it come true one of these days"
>She finishes her meal and comes to your bedside expectantly, her eyes locked on to the treat in your hand.
>Her tail wags back and forth like a hungry puppy as you continue to twirl it in your hand.
"It does look good doesn't it Pinkie? It was prepared special for you by the castle chef.
>She nods happily, still bouncing up and down but her eyes staying still on her target.
>You take a bite and her entire body deflates.
"The first bite is always mine Pinkie. Just remember that."
>You hand her the cupcake and she instantly perks up.
"How silly of me master! Of course you would want a piece. I was being so selfish. I am so so so sooo sorry."
>You reach down and pat her head softly as she devours her treat.
"Just don't make the mistake again.
"Never! A Pinkie never forgets. I have a story about that if you'd like to hear. This one time..."
>You get up and give her head an extra firm pat.
"Maybe later Pinkie. I'm kind of drained right now and I think I'm going to head back to my room."
"Oookie dokie! Have a great night! Please visit soon. I'm... I'm kind of lonely here all by myself."
>Her ears deflate slightly.
"I... miss you."
>Smiling you open the door and look back over your shoulder.
"Of course Pinkie. As long as you keep being a good girl, I won't go anywhere."
>With a click you pull the door shut and head back to your room.
> Being obeyed isn't the same thing as being craved.
>Pinkie is the first to succumb because she's the most social. But it won't be too long before the others give in and admit that they miss your presence too.
>You enter your room, feeling confident about the seeds you planted today.
>And the night promises a plentiful harvest.
>It's almost 10, and that means sleep.
>As you're changing into more comfortable attire, you hear a knock on the door.
"Who is it," you call. But you already know the answer.
>It's time to choose your companion for the night
>Just as you figured, Octavia enters the room. It also seems that she found the book you asked her about.
"I am reporting as requested, master."
>A small blush crosses her face as she notices you're naked.
"I am intruding. Should I come back?"
>It's actually rather cute. She knows what you're doing. Not to mention the fact she indirectly helps. But she gets embarrassed at seeing you indecent.
"No, I won't be long. And come on now Octavia, don't avert your eyes. There's nothing wrong with seeing me get dressed. You're my personal maid."
>She nods and her eyes focus on you once again.
"I see you have a book. I'm assuming it's for me."
>She walks over and lays it at your feet as you finish pulling on the last article of clothing.
>Pone Playtime: Beginners Basics by Cherry Pop
>The author's name has to be a coincidence.
>You chuckle to yourself either way.
"Is it unsatisfactory master?"
"No. I'm sure it's fine. You picked it out after all."
>The corner of her mouth tugs upward at the compliment. It isn't quite the euphoria she shows when playing, but it's certainly more than she's show otherwise.
"Give it to Twilight and tell her she will be tested. Soon. Then send me Fluttershy."
>She bows respectfully and begins to leave.
>After a few minutes, you hear a soft knock at your door.
>A very soft knock.
"Come in Fluttershy."
>You hear a squeak and the door opens timidly.
>Fluttershy enters but doesn't make a move to join you. She's shaking slightly.
"Fluttershy...?"
>Her hair falls over her face and she can't look at you.
>Taking charge of the situation, you walk over and put your hand under her chin, forcing her to meet your gaze.
>She's crying.
"Fluttershy, what's wrong?"
>She sniffs and begins to speak. Her voice is quiet.
"Please don't get rid of me. I'll do better. I promise."
>There was a couple of different scenarios you thought might happen.
>This was not one of them.
"Fluttershy, what makes you think I'm getting rid of you?"
>Her tears continue to fall.
"Because... *sniff* Because you gave the maid my room."
>Ah. So that's the reason. Well, it's an easy misunderstanding to correct.
"Fluttershy. What..."
>Then again, she does look cute when she's crying.
"What did Octavia actually say?"
"That you wanted to see me. *sniff* And that she would use my room while I'm gone."
>You let go of her chin and she turns her head away from you, hiding behind her hair.
"If you really want to stay with me, then prove it."
>Her eyes peak out from behind her hair.
"What do you want me to do?"
>Her head lowers to your crotch and and then back up questioningly.
"I've already had enough of that today from the others. I want you to show me something that only you can do What makes you special?"
>She lowers her head again.
"I'm not special though. I have wings but I can't fly like Rainbow Dash. I don't have Applejack's strength or Rarity's fashion sense. I can't do anything right."
>She's crying again.
"Those wouldn't make you special anyway. I want something that you can do that the other ponies can't."
>She shakes her head back and forth.
"Nothing. I'm nothing. All I can do is take care of my animals. They're all I have. You're... all I have."
>Not quite the path you wanted to take, but you ultimately got to your destination.
"Alright then Fluttershy. Lets..."
>She pounces at your leg surprisingly assertive all of a sudden.
"No~o. A massage. I'll give you a massage master. I do it with my animals all the time. Please, give me a chance. Please."
>Her voice drops to a whisper.
"Please."
>Well, you did ask her to prove herself.
"Alright pet. Go ahead. I'll lie down on the bed.."
>She sniffs and wipes her tears away, nodding through it all.
>You take off your clothes and lie face down on the bed as she straddles you with her hooves.
>A sudden deep pressure digs into your muscles.
>Slowly Flutteryshy works her hooves into your back, massaging and rubbing her way down to your buttocks and back up again.
>It aches at first, but soon dissolves into a dull warmth as your body adjusts.
"Is it good?
>You let out a satisfied groan in response, and she takes the cue to continue on.
"There are a lot of knots. You poor thing. You must be in constant stress."
>You haven't really realized it, but it's true. You have been extremely stressed.
"Aaah..."
>She digs her hooves into a particularly tight spot, kneading and working the flesh.
>Gradually the pressure gives way to a lighter touch. She's just rubbing your back now.
>It's wonderful.
"I'll move on to your arms now... if that's okay."
>You don't even feel like speaking, so you just nod your approval.
>Your left arm is pulled back and you can hear a solid pop as she stretches the ligaments.
>After doing the same for the right arm, she takes the time to rub them down carefully, smoothing and lightly caressing the skin.
"And now your legs?"
>Your eyes are growing heavy, but you grunt your consent.
>She uses pressure on your thigh muscle and works her way down, pummeling the flesh in a way that leaves it tingling.
>Every now and then, her hair drops over your skin, tickling you lightly.
>You vaguely remember her beginning work on your neck and shoulder before your mind begins to slip in and out of consciousness.
>Your last conscious thought is of a warm fuzzy mass laying itself across your feet.
 
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>Ding... Dong
>Ding... Dong.
>A bell is chiming somewhere, calling you to consciousness.
>You open your eyes, expecting to see the familiar decorative ceiling of your room.
>Instead you're greeted by the starry night sky.
>You're laying on the grass outside. How did you get outside?
"This is where our battle took place."
>You turn your head and see Celestia is sitting not to far from you.
"They say I won, but that's a lie. I didn't win. I cheated. I wasn't strong enough to free my sister so I cheated her out of 1000 years of life."
>You slowly push yourself off of the hard ground and look at Celestia.
>She's crying.
"Tell me what happened."
>She wipes her eyes with a hoof and looks upward at the stars.
"I was naive and proud, so very proud; beloved by all, questioned by none. And she... She just wanted a fraction of the love I received."
"But the ponies ignored her. I ignored her. And yet night after night, she did her duty. She received no recognition and no gratitude. For her services, she was rewarded with disregard and loneliness. But she did her duty."
>Her gaze drops and she focuses on you for the first time since you emerged.
"And still I ignored her. Her despair became so great that she attracted a parasite. The nightmare: A being that feeds on corruption and loneliness took over my sister. Only then did I see what my pride did to her. Only then and then it was too late."
"Do you know who I am Celestia?"
>She lets out a singular chuckle devoid of any actual joy.
"Of course I do human. Even after 1000 years, I know my sister and I know what she is capable of."
>An arrow flies from an ambiguous location and lodges itself in your chest.
>It startles the ever living shit out of you, but after a moment you realize it doesn't hurt. In fact you can't even feel it.
>Reaching down you pluck the bolt from your body and toss it to the side.
"I can't hurt you here. But you can do whatever you want to me. I can tell myself it's a dream all I want, but that doesn't mean the pain will feel any less real."
>You should be furious at being tricked, but somehow you aren't. The knowledge that you have full control over her is keeping you rational.
"Finish your story Celestia. Why such an extreme punishment? 1000 years of solitude for being used by a parasite seems a bit harsh."
>She shakes her head.
"I had no choice. I couldn't beat her with my power alone. So prideful was I and yet ultimately so weak. When I called the elements, they decided her punishment."
>Her head lowers and she lets a tear fall.
"And I've hidden my shame all these years. Human, you are the first being I've told."
>Celestia lets out a strained, yet contented sigh.
"The burden of that. Oh my elements, the guilt I've had to bare."
"But why share it with me Celestia?"
>It's an honest question. You genuinely don't know.
"Because now whatever you do to me, no matter how perverse and sadistic, I will know that it's my punishment."
"I told you when we first met, the only way to get salvation was to own up to what you did and repent. It is finally time for me to repent."
>She turns her eyes on you.
"So go ahead human, do what you must. I've sewn my seeds and now it's time to reap my harvest."
>You stand and walk to her with cold, calculated steps.
>She bows her head once again and shuts her eyes against your approach. It's a position of complete submission. She really means it. She's ready for you to punish her for her crimes.
>Her body trembles lightly as she feels your presence close to her.
>She utterly helpless. She's completely at your disposal. She ready and willing to submit to your bidding... And she's won.
>Dammit! You had such plans. There was so much to do. The anguish, the torture, the passion, the carnal desires, all wasted!
>No matter what you do, she won't truly submit like this. She's absolving herself. It isn't you punishing her, it's her punishing herself.
>All your plans laid waste. It's the first time you've truly lost to one of your pets. The thought burrows itself into your stomach, turning the contents to bile.
>Of course she won. She's a 1000 year old Goddess. And you? What are you?
>You... You... You're powerless. That's what you are.
>No. No that's what you were. Before.
>Now you have the respect of a kingdom's army.
>Now you have adoration of your pets, their love, their lust.
>Now you have the power to have seize any pone as your personal property.
>Now you will break Celestia.
>She isn't allowed to win. Nobody bests you. A pragmatic ruler does what must be done, no matter how unpleasant.
>You embrace her in a tight hug.
>You feel her muscles immediately contract in response to your touch.
>But she doesn't move. She doesn't fight. In fact she doesn't even acknowledge that you're doing anything at all.
>And in this moment, you know with absolute certainty that this was the right choice.
"Thank you for telling me."
>This is another virtue you will never understand. Why explain yourself to your adversary? All it does is arm them to fight harder against you.
>Your gun was empty and you didn't even know it. How kind of her to give you bullets.
"Lift your hoof."
>Her head is still lowered, her eyes still closed. But she follows orders.
>She's found a way to obey without acknowledging your presence.
>She's good.
>But you're better.
"You're wrong though. You don't receive absolution through punishment. Look at Luna. 1000 years of sanction. What good did it do her?"
>You can't be sure, but you would almost swear she let out a guilty whine.
>You bend down and run your hands along the length of her leg, gently caressing her.
>When you reach the bottom, you slowly take off her golden hoof cap and toss it to the side.
"Next."
>She obeys and you do the same thing: explore her form, remove the cap, toss it away.
>After repeating the process two more times you stand and run your fingers along the side of her body.
>From back to front, you take the time to really feel the contour of her every curve.
>And as you reach the next piece of her royal insignia, you pull it over head and toss it to the ground.
"And now your crown."
>She lets out a mewl so small you very nearly miss it as you remove the golden tiara.
>But you didn't miss it. There are no misgivings this time, you got a reaction out of the stoic princess.
"No Celestia. Your release from guilt does not come through pain and punishment. It comes through understanding and liberation."
"Tonight, I free you from your burdens."
>You take a second to examine the golden headband before tossing it to the dirt where it belongs.
>You run your hand through her hair and it flows through your fingers like silken water.
>But she doesn't move.
>You call forth a sunrise for atmosphere.
>But she doesn't move.
>The setting is peaceful but your mind is racing. She still refuses to acknowledge you. How to manipulate her?
>Do you punish her or forgive her? Do you threaten or flatter? Fear or comfort? Love or lust or hate or apathy or... or...
>You cover your face with your hand and let out a snicker.
>The snicker turns to a chuckle.
>The chuckle blooms into a laugh.
>And suddenly you find yourself in pure jubilation.
>Celestia forgets herself and opens her eyes to survey the situation.
>But there's just you, laughing so hard from the pit of your stomach that you can barely manage to suck in enough air to feed it.
>Her eyes dart back in forth in confusion.
>It takes several minutes before your euphoria dies away and you stand before the Sun Goddess with a smile on your face.
>You realize your bullets are blanks. She's bested you again.
"Stalemate Celestia. Congratulations. The only way for me to win was to lose. How oxymoronic."
"But once again I refuse. There's too much contradiction, so tonight nobody wins."
>She's really confused now. Good. That means you're finally doing something she wasn't expecting. Something she didn't have a defense for.
"I've underestimated you Celestia. I'm sorry about that. Really I am. I thought since I had all the capability, I had all the power. But that's wrong."
"Because you are you, and no matter what I do, you will always be you. Just like Pinkie or Fluttershy or Rainbow Dash. The only difference is at your core you cannot submit."
"You might obey me. You might even fear me. But you will never give yourself to me."
>Stripping off your clothes, you toss them to the side along with her regalia.
"You've shown me the real you, now here's the real me. No manipulation. No lies. No threats."
>You brace your naked back against her frame and slide to the ground.
"Sit or don't. I don't care."
>Surprisingly, she takes your suggestion and bends her legs into a laying position. To an outside pone, it would honestly look like a couple cuddling on the ground.
>You stretch your limbs against her warm body and close your eyes, letting her rhythmic breathing lull you to... Can you sleep in a dream?
>Well you guess you'll find out because after 10 minutes you feel yourself start to fade out.
"Human... I'm confused."
>Well, the riddle must remain a mystery as Celestia's voice pulls you back.
"About what Celestia?"
"There are... so many answers to that question," she replies sarcastically.
>You don't bother to open your eyes.
"Then pick one."
"At this new trick then. I can't figure it out."
>You take a breathe in and slowly let it out.
"Because it's not a trick Celestia."
"You don't really expect me to believe that do you?"
"Believe what you want."
>Several more minutes pass and you feel yourself being pulled once again into the void.
"Human...?"
>And right back out again.
"Yes Celestia?"
"Are you really not going to have your way with me?"
>You click your tongue.
"Yes, I probably will. Not right now though.
"Then it's manipulation? You want to make me fall in love with you. That's why you're being kind."
>You just promised to rape her later. What more does she want from you?
"I was actually going to. But you're too smart for that Celestia. You'll see through me in an instant. I won't waste my time."
>Another couple of minutes pass in silence and Celestia lets out a scared whine.
"This isn't funny human. Nopony has to die. I'll do what you want."
>What?
"What?"
"I hope I made myself clear earlier I'm prepared to do what you want so long no other pone gets hurt."
"Yes. I'm sure you will. Now would you calm down? I told you, I'm not going to do anything to you tonight."
>She lets out another uncertain whine.
"This isn't fair!"
>You open your eyes and tilt your head to the front of her body. This is the most energy she's expressed all night.
"What isn't fair?"
"This! Your apathy. You don't get to be passive. You're a degenerate so act like one!
>She's actually getting emotional over this.
"Celestia what are you asking me to do? Rape you?"
"Yes! No... Of course not. It's just..."
>She lets her voice trail off.
"I'm still a virgin.
"I'm sorry what?"
>She turns her head in shame.
"Of course I've done... things. But I haven't let a stallion touch me down there. I'm still pure."
>It takes a couple of seconds before you respond. She's left you dumbstruck.
"I'm going to need a little bit more to go on here Celestia. Is this your way of asking me not to do anything? Because demanding me to rape you isn't the way to go about that."
"I know you're going to do what you're going to do regardless of what I want."
>You think you understand.
"So it's the waiting then. You don't want to worry and fret anymore. You want me to take your virginity so it'll finally be over. You realize this is a dream right?"
"Of course. But your attitude right now is exactly what's wrong! What kind of creature can lay there and say something like that like it's nothing?
>Nope. You're wrong. You do not understand..
"You're going to have to enlighten me here Celestia because I truly do not understand."
"That makes two of us!"
>She takes a deep breathe
"You've chosen your path, now fulfill your role. I'm ready."
>You think she actually did ask you to rape her.
"Okay... But I'm not. I've already told you nothing is going to happen tonight."
"Why must you be so insufferable!?"
>Is she truly getting upset at this? Really?
>You suddenly feel the body you were laying on remove itself as you fall backwards onto the grass.
>Celestia makes her way over to your lower half and bends down to straddle your legs with her front body.
>She has your dick directly in her line of sight as she looks into your eyes.
"Come on. I'm right here. Do it already, beast!"
>You blink.
>A few seconds pass as you process the recent events.
>And a groan escapes your lips.
"You're a virgin. A 1000 year old virgin."
"That's what I said monster. Now, will you not thieve it from me? Will you not viciously despoil me?"
>With your back still on the ground, you elevate your head to take another look at pone currently straddling you.
>You let out a single laugh and let it drop back to the ground.
"You're a 1000 year old celibate empress who wants to be raped and tortured. Never mind the fact that you won't acknowledge that I'll do it outside of here anyway."
"Yes, you're very good at stating the situation. We think it's..."
>You interrupt.
"And you haven't even asked about Twilight, the pone whom you're probably going to sacrifice your horn for."
"Well... We're sure she's..."
>She trails off into incoherent mumbling as you stand and materialize some clothes on yourself.
"Tell me Nightmare Moon, could you ever connect us? Or was it just a joke from the start?"
>The facade slips away and Nightmare Moon stands where Celestia once was.
"Never doubt our powers ogre! We do not lie. Well, we do not lie to you.
>You scrunch the corner of your mouth.
"This doesn't count. It was not lying. It was acting."
>You call forth a chair and sit down. You have cosmic, omnipotent powers here. Why have you been siting and laying in the grass?"
"And why the 'acting' then?"
"Because of the nature of our powers in conjuncture with your immunity, we can not be there when you finally do visit our dear sister."
>Dammit, you knew everything felt off. This wasn't how things were supposed to go.
"So your idea was to have me do it to you instead?"
>She shrugs.
"It isn't like it would hurt us. We'd have thrown on a pretty convincing performance if that's what you're worried about."
>You nod your head apathetically, like you're listening but not paying attention.
"Hey, Nightmare Moon. Are you still a virgin?"
>She doesn't hide her surprise well.
"I mean, you've been locked away for 1000 years right? Luna was young then. And apparently not very well liked."
>She lowers her head and growls.
"You're going down a dangerous rode, swine."
>You wave your hand dismissively.
"Alright, too far. Still I am genuinely curious. You said you wouldn't lie to me. So prove it."
>She narrows her eyes in anger and holds it just long enough for you to think you might have misjudged her affection towards you.
>But after a few moments, she stops and shrugs.
"Alright. If you must know. We are still... intact."
>She lets it hang in the air for a moment before hastily adding:
"But it isn't because of lack of willing participants! We are just far too busy to be bothered with it."
>You should never doubt yourself.
>But even as you think that, you know you have to force the thought away. You can't let your pride blind you.
>That's always the downfall of anyone great. They think they are too smart to lose. Too important. Too powerful.
>You just have to keep telling yourself that.
>But still...
"No, I understand Nightmare Moon. You have a kingdom to run. Things like that are the furthest thing from your mind."
"That's... That's right!"
>You're pulled in two directions with her. She really is cute. And she obviously knows how to take charge of a situation. But she's extremely immature and has no idea how to properly govern.
>You briefly wonder if being locked away for 1000 years might have something to do with that.
>An awkward silence settles over the two of you. So you decide to force the conversation forward a little.
"So why wouldn't I hurt you here Nightmare? I thought I had control over the dream scape."
>She takes up a proud stance and happily follows your cue
"We are the Night. No dream has power over us!"
"Then do you have control over me?"
>She shrugs.
"We told you. You repel magic to easily. It really takes all we have to force an image into your mind. Nothing left for tricks."
>The conversation stagnates once more and you find it difficult to retain her interest.
>You force a topic, get an outburst from her, and then it just kind of trails off before you repeat the process. It becomes obvious she's thinking about something else.
"Nightmare, is there something on your mind?"
>She goes quiet for a few seconds before responding.
"We were just wondering... Have your rewards not been satisfactory lately?"
>This is unexpected.
"I have nothing to complain about. Why do you ask?"
>Her wings flutter a bit.
"We can always bring in more mares for you to play with. There are vast resources at our disposal as well. You could have nearly anything you want."
>The idea intrigues you, but right now is definitely not the right time to make a such a request.
"What is this really about Nightmare?"
"You didn't try to dominate us tonight. When we were Celestia we mean. You... You aren't thinking about joining her are you.? She can't give you near what we can."
>So that's what this is about. She's insecure about your loyalty.
"No Nightmare. I am quite happy. The problem was the entire situation felt off. The atmosphere was wrong."
>You force a chuckle.
"You over acted a little bit."
"Oh. Oh we see. Yes. That makes sense."
>She straightens up a bit.
"Good. Because we mean it. If you misbehave we will have to use force against you.
>Her voice lowers.
"And we do not wish to do that."
>You stand and cross the few feet between you. But you can't bring yourself to kneel, so you opt instead to gently rub from the top of her head downward.
>She accepts the attention willingly.
"You have my fidelity Nightmare Moon. I will never leave your side.
>Even you can't tell if you're lying at this point.
>But the proclamation makes her giddy with approval.
"Of course mutt. We were just being silly. We trust you fully. You have yet to let us down."
>She smiles and the scenery begins to melt around you.
"Alright stray. We think it's time you dealt with our sister."
 
>After the world melts away, all that's left is Nightmare Moon, you, and a standalone door shaped portal.
"We can't follow you in. And we can't monitor what happens. You will have control, but our sister is... very wise. Do be careful."
>With a nod, you step towards the portal, examining it. It's blindingly white, and has a warmth radiating outward.
>But while the feeling is pleasant, it also feels off. It's the feeling of being a couple of degrees too hot. Or being aware that you know something but can't remember it. Or the way magic washes right over you, promising harm but doing nothing.
>It feels wrong.
>You get a twinge of paranoia that Nightmare Moon will take your caution as fear. So you steal your resolve and step forward without another word.
>The moment you do, your body seizes in shock. Your entire existence is being assaulted, your sense overwhelmed.
>It's bright. It's so very bright. You can't see. When you close your eyes, the light penetrates your lids.
>Wind fills your ears. A numbing warmth has settled on your skin. You can taste and smell sterile cleanliness.
>It's too much. There's no relief.
>Your legs buckle underneath you. You can't think. You can't move. When did you stop breathing?
>You force air into your burning lungs.
"... dare you ... here human! This ... is sacred."
>You can barely process that someone is talking to you.
>With great effort you force your mind to focus.
>Stop. Stop! STOP!
>And everything does.
>You open your eyes and see the world clearly now. There's a gentle breeze blowing and a pleasant warmth in the air.
>And Celestia.
"Sorry. Could you repeat that? The wind was in my ears."
>You force an aura of composure, but inside you are anything but.
>She's taken aback at first, but settles into a an assertive stance.
"What are you doing here human?"
"Can't I just drop by for a visit?"
>There's bile in your throat and you feel nauseous, but the words come out smooth enough.
"Leave. Now. Or I will use every power at my disposal to make you."
>You lift yourself back up off the ground and straighten yourself proudly.
"Such a rude thing to say to a guest."
"You cannot win here. This is my dominion and I will not let you defile it."
>You look around, really noticing the area for the first time. Everything is pristine and shimmering.
>While the primary shade is white, vivid colors stand out among the washed landscape.
>It's actually very pretty.
"So this is the sun right? Funny I always thought it would be more... gaseous? Everything looks pretty solid. My compliments by the way."
>She tilts her downward threateningly.
"Last chance human."
>If she was truly as wise as everyone thinks, she wouldn't have given you a first, second, or third.
>But before you have time to give your snide remark, a blast of light hits you in the stomach, knocking the breathe out of you.
>Your only thought before you double over is how you thought you couldn't be affected by her.
>Apparently that's wrong as another blast hits you knocking you backward onto your back.
>The feeling of being hit is very real.
>And it severely pisses you off.
"Doubtless my sister told you, you couldn't be harmed. But without my binds, I have more than enough power to challenge you.."
>She scoffs.
"The only reason you are so arrogant is because you think you are safe. But when forced to use your own abilities, what can you do?"
>You let your rage get the better of you as another beam stomps your stomach while you're still on your back.
"You dare... Strike... ME!?"
>With agility you didn't know you had, you flip to your feet.
>The only thought in your mind is to hurt her. However you can, you really want to cause her pain.
"You want to see my abilities Celestia? I'll show you what I can do!"
>An inky black shield forms around you and sucks in the next the three light attacks as you charge Celestia head on.
>Dark vs Light. How absolutely cliche
>Moments before you reach her, you realize you have no idea what you should actually do.
>After another couple of steps and some last minute panicking, all you manage to do is tackle her to the ground.
>In retrospect, she's bigger than the others and you could barely subdue Applejack. This was a horrible idea.
>But nevertheless, here you are. You need to play it out and gain control of the situation. You need to subdue Celestia and get your composure back.
>And that starts by winning this wrestling match.
>But you cannot believe there to be a more undignified way to fight. This is honestly humiliating.
>And what's worse is Celestia's a scrapper. She's fighting hard against you.
>Summoning strength you didn't know you had, you manage to win your way on top and straddle her torso.
>You release your pent up anger with a right handed punch to her face. It makes a sickening thump as it connects.
>And it makes the noise again and again and again.
>She tries to buck you off, but isn't able. Your strength is definitely amplified here.
>As you reach the apex of your assault, you wrap your hands around her throat, tightening as hard as you can.
>The skin is soft and supple beneath your fingers and when you press deep enough you can feel the outline of her esophagus.
>And you can feel it being crushed under your hands.
>While she's vulnerable you take time to bind her four legs with pitch black chains.
>They snake up from the earth, grab her, and pull taught, keeping her spread eagle.
>With her extremities bound, you loosen your hands but still keep your position on top.
>She begins to cough and dry retch, and you can see the handprints begin to form even now.
"I would rather not have to remove your legs Celestia. So tell me, how are you able to affect me?"
>She's doesn't answer. All she can manage is a soft wheeze.
"Alright then. I really don't want too, but if I must..."
>The chains begins to wrap their way up to the joints and once they wrap around fully, begin to pull outward.
>They go slowly to enhance the fear, but Celestia shows no sign of giving in.
>When her joints begin to pop and she lets out a small shriek, you begin to get worried.
>You really do not want to actually pull her damn legs off. But it occurs to you that she just might allow it to happen rather than give in.
>Another disgusting squelching sound.
>Shit. You have to stop gambling like this. You're going to lose one of these days.
>But not today.
"Stop. Stop! I'll tell you."
>You breathe a sigh of relief as the chains relax.
"Go on. I'm listening."
>Her voice is extremely hoarse. There's a joke to made here somewhere.
"Think about it. Why are my strikes hurting when magic shouldn't affect you?"
>She's being intentionally cryptic. However, you are not her pupil and you aren't here to learn a lesson from her.
"This isn't how it works with us Celestia. You give me straight answers or you lose limbs."
>The chains pull taught once again and she lets out a gasp.
"You expected me hurt you so they did."
"Closer Celestia, but not quite a straightforward answer."
>The chains begin to pull once again. They manage to stretch farther than they did the first time before Celestia breaks.
"My... ah! My power still doesn't work on you! Anything I cast, you immediately manifest yourself because you think it's.... grah! Real!"
>Fuck. It was so simple. You lost your temper over this. You set back your training.
>The chains slack once again as you brush your hand against her face.
"Good girl. This was your first lesson and you did very well."
>She doesn't show any emotion in response to your complement.
>Your hands move down to her neck and caress the marks you left.
>She turns her head to the side and refuses to look at you.
>You drink in the sight, she's utterly helpless in front of you. And that gets you excited.
>Come to think of it, you wonder how far your powers extend here.
>While still straddling her, you flip your body around and slide yourself down to her nethers.
>With her legs spread outward you have free reign to play with her as you please.
>But that's boring. And she's a Goddess, she deserves so much more than the usual.
>You touch your finger to your cheek and a small zap jumps the gap.
>You smile as you realize you really can do anything you want here.
>Good.
"Augh~"
>Celestia lets out a cry of surprise as you shock her thigh.
>It isn't even a heavy voltage. It's barely above static electricity level.
>But it's maintained current. And she doesn't seem to be getting used to it.
>Her legs begin to pull and tug at the chains, but they don't give way.
"Now Now Celestia. Good girls don't fight. If you keep that up, I'll have too..."
>You send an extra intensive spark into the middle of her stomach and she lets out a sharp gasp and stops.
"We have as much time as we want. Don't force me into doing something too early alright?"
>Actually, you have as much time as you want. Just you. But best not to play with semantics.
>You turn your attention back to her pussy.
>You're a little disappointed she isn't wet. But you realize it's a little bit silly to expect her to be.
>That will just have to be something you rectify right now.
>You place an unelectrified finger on the outer edge of her lips and trace alongside the outline.
>It's a slow and gentle caress with the slightest amount of pressure to add presence.
>You circle and molest as much as you can stand, until you finally just plunge two fingers inside. She accepts you easily.
>1000 year old virgin. You should be castrated for such gullibility.
>You move your fingers around but notice a distinct friction.
>Bringing your fingers out, you moisten them with your saliva them and insert them back inside.
>She tastes... good actually. Not the usual tasteless musk, but a genuine sweet taste.
>With a bit of lubrication on your fingers you can move around a lot better now.
>With your newly oiled fingers, you work her hole more energetically.
>You grind your digits into her depths, massaging and caressing her from the inside out.
>When the friction starts to come back, you remove your hand and pass your tongue back and forth across the fingers once again.
>This makes the second time you've tasted her, and she's still just as sweet.
>As you return them back to their warm hole, you feel the slightest shudder from Celestia.
>You smile.
>And continue onward.
>After several more dips in and out, you finally reach a point where you no longer have to moisten your fingers.
>Celestia has gotten wet on her on her own.
"Haha. I knew it Celestia. You may try to act haughty and superior But your body doesn't lie."
>She doesn't say anything.
>You crane your head to see get a look at her. Her breathing is heavy and her eyes are closed with furrowed brows.
>She's in deep concentration and actively trying to resist getting horny.
>Can't let that happen.
>You turn back around and lean forward, forcing your body back up her torso.
>Bending down you gingerly lick the outer ridges of her pussy before lightly nipping at her.
>When she lets out a the faintest gasp, you force your tongue inside.
>You grab her already restrained legs for a better hold and vigorously run your tongue up and down, in and out. Tasting and teasing.
>From behind, you hear begin to hear a soft pant. She's losing the battle.
>The longer you work, the wetter she gets. Your saliva begins to mix with her natural juices, leaving her nethers a sopping mess.
>Celestia's legs begin to fidget and flex back and forth, if she had toes you imagine they would be curling right now.
>You steal another glance to see her face is flushed now, a reddish tinge showing through her otherwise pristine white features. All she can manage is short shallow breathes.
"It's alright Celestia, it can be our secret. Nobody has to know what gets you off.
>Her breathing has intensified to short gasping breathes.
>You turn back around once more and stare at her sopping wet pussy. It winks at you. Again. And again.
>It's begging to be fucked even if she's fighting hard.
"Naughty naughty Celestia. You may hide, but your body knows what it wants."
>Flipping back around, you position yourself to the entrance of her drenched hole.
>Curiosity betraying passivity, she opens her eyes.
>Just in time to meet your gaze as you plunge your dick inside.
>Her eyes roll to the back of her head and she lets out a small grunt.
>Doubtless she's been used many many times over the centuries, but her walls are still rigorous. It still feels amazing.
>She sucks you in with slick warmth.
>And you happily oblige, pushing yourself in and out again. In and out.
>Normally this would either go one of two ways. You would try to get her off or you'd forgo her pleasure completely and get yourself off.
>But it seems you don't even have to make a conscious choice. Celestia is getting off on just getting fucked.
>However, near as you can tell she's still managing holding off on cumming.
>It's a battle she has to lose eventually. With as wet as she is and and much as her pussy is begging to be fucked. Surely...
>But as time stretches on and you feel yourself edging closer and closer to the brink, she's still managing to keep her composure.
>To be able to hold off while her body enjoys it this much, is nothing short of amazing.
>And simultaneously frustrating.
>It's imperative for her to know that you are in control of her body. But she won't see that unless... Well, you're actually in control of her body.
>And that certainly won't happen if you can't make her cum.
>You slow your rhythm to buy yourself some more time.
>Keeping yourself all the way inside to hilt, you begin to grind back and forth.
>It isn't as pleasurable to you but it earns a small grunt of desire from Celestia.
>You really start to get angry as you feel yourself reaching climax once again.
>It won't even be that pleasurable since you've been doing a less intensive grinding position position.
>Stopping your movements, you try to hold off the finish for a little bit longer.
>But while you're recuperating, so is Celestia. You can't have that.
>With your dick still pressed all the way inside to the hilt, you insert your thumb alongside it and use your your index finger to play with her clit, putting pressure from both sides.
>Another mewl of concentration tells you you're heading down the right path.
>You rock your index back and forth while still holding the pressure. It causes it to swell and expose itself giving you a perfect view.
>It's begging to be toyed with.
>And after several minutes of teasing and rubbing her, you feel your good to start moving again.
>But you don't give her the relief of removing your fingers.
>It's a bit more strenuous than you would have imagined, but the pleasure outweighs the labor.
>However, your efforts are in vain. You've been at it too long and you've reached your final peak. You're too close. You have to stop and let yourself fully rest or give in and grant your throbbing member some relief.
>Damn does relief sound like a good idea. It wouldn't set you too far behind to lose this battle would it?
>Surely it would okay just this once...
>You bite your cheek hard enough break the superficial skin.
>No! It isn't worth it. You have to stop.
"No... Nooo..."
>Celestia begins to whisper to herself.
"No~ I can't. I can't hold on... anymore."
>Her whole body goes rigid and for a moment you're filled with euphoria. She cut it close but she...
>Her rigid body slowly begins to loosen and she returns to her earlier stance still whispering to herself.
"No. I won't give in. I won't."
>She didn't cum.
>She didn't cum and you've passed the point of no return!
>As you feel your seed rise, you lose yourself to ecstasy and anger
>In your blind indignation, you take out your frustration on Celestia's clit.
>A shock much higher than the ones you were using before erupts from your finger and travels into her swollen button.
>Celestia lets out a scream.
>A real scream. Not a scream of surprise or terror. One of absolute pain.
>But as she does her pussy convulses and sucks you in like never before.
>In response to her reaction, you let loose your seed as well, spilling yourself inside her womb.
>After so much foreplay and holding off for so long, the feeling is intense. Your manhood was so swollen with passion, every spurt is its own separate orgasm.
>And it doesn't hurt that Celestia is almost literally sucking the seed out of you as she contracts around you.
>Every muscle in your body relaxes and you slump down on top of her, your dagger still cozy inside her sheath.
>You take in the warmth of her body and sweet scent of her body. Every now and then a tiny spasm runs through her body and her leg twitches.
"Noooo..."
>Yes.
>You push yourself up and stare at her directly.
>It wasn't your plan. But it worked out. The floodgates were forced open.
>As soon as she moved her concentration to the pain, she lost focus on of not trying to orgasm.
>So she ended up cumming in, what you would imagine from her scream, a lot of pain.
>You should file this idea away to try later in real life...
>Without having your dick inside or even your physical body touching them of course.
"I told you Celestia. You say you don't want it, but I know the truth. Your body knows the truth. You can't lie to me because I can read you perfectly."
>She turns her face in shame. It's actually kind of cute.
>You pull out and a fair amount of semen dribbles out with you.
"Oh that's a shame, here I'll clean you up.
>Smiling, you take her translucent rainbow tail and begin to soil it with your ejaculate.
>All you manage to do is spread the mess across area to another.
>It's beautiful.
"Well Celestia. What shall we do next?"
>You clap your hands together in an exaggerated show of frustration.
"I just don't know Celestia. There's so much to be done. And we only have... Forever."
>You let out an embellished laugh.
>Wow, you're really laying this on thick. It's starting to sound lame even to you.
>But you can't help but notice, it's elicited a reaction out of Celestia.
>She's peaking out from under her eyes to look at you.
"In the interest of fairness, how about you choose? Would you like to fuck the entire royal guard?"
"Or perhaps have all of your holes filled by something foul I conjure up, with 100 different appendages."
>You sneer
"Or maybe I can fulfill a personal fantasy of yours? Would you like Twilight to eat you out? Surely you must have thought about it once or twice."
"I'm sure a lady as experienced as yourself would have at least imagined what it must feel like. The girl loves you unconditionally after all."
>She says nothing.
"Well go on Celestia. Choose. Choose! Or we'll do them all with your legs and horn missing.
>Still no response.
>You click your tongue in disgust.
"You aren't showing me resolve by abstaining. You're just being stubborn and hurting yourself."
>Your words resonates and she opens her eyes.
"Twilight..."
>Her voice is quiet, but you hear her just fine.
"Louder Celestia. I don't understand your mumbles."
"Twilight."
>She's speaking normally now, her voice is clear and coherent.
"If you won't tell me then I have no choice..."
"Twilight!"
>You smile.
"That's my girl."
>You end the dream.
>It's surprisingly easy once you actually get the hang of it. It's as straightforward as simply wishing it to happen.