The ride to Canterlot was a relatively short one, though most of it had been spent patching up your own face after getting the snot beaten out of you by the pony that you may-or-may-not actually have a crush on. That was beside the point, it turns out that putting stitches in yourself is way harder than you'd realised. Thankfully there were only three of them; stitches that is, just above your right eye. Your poor right eye now also had a purple hue under the skin underneath it.

Though that matters not, for now you are here and it's time for you to pull out your smooth talking self. Having him out will surely sway Celestia into helping you... subdue women when they decide it's time to have fun-time and make a murder or two along the way.

Kids these days.

You follow the signs leading to the castle after exiting the platform. You notice a trend which was really similar to Ponyville on the day
the fuck-fest started; the place was completely empty. No screaming this time though, that's nice. Canterlot was still as it was the last time you came here (once upon a time ago). The paved streets were still in their many different shades of gray (50 to be precise) and, from your knowledge, unsaturated by bodily fluids. The exotic, white and gold buildings that surrounded echoed silence and thankfully lacking the erratic noises which accompany the act of coitus. The city was a complete ghost-town.

A plastic bag tumbles across the street infront of you.

'The sooner I find the castle the better...' you uneasily continue traversing the maze known as Canterlot, making an effort to dull the noise of your footsteps down as if to avoid disturbing the voided silence.

After fifteen minutes of strenuous exploring and pathfinding here you are: Canterlot castle. Honestly, it was a little smaller than what you remember, though it wasn't like you had anything to compare it to. It was much like all the other buildings you've come across; sporting a primarily white and gold colour scheme and pale of any real detail.

Infront of the door was like a trashed living room; all sorts of furniture like chairs, tables and sofas had been piled up infront of the door. 'The Royal Sisters mush have been trying really hard to keep the Whored out. It'd probably be best if I find another way in.' You continue to stare at the obstructed 10ft doors and all of its surroundings. That was until an open window catches your eye to the right of the doors. It was up high but you manage to grab a hold and climb in after ascending the pile of debris, 'Convenient...' you think briskly to yourself.

An "oof!" escapes your lips as you land after the brief drop from the window. You straighten yourself and take a look around the oversized foyer. You gaged at the first glance; the entire room around you was filled to the brim with naked men. That wasn't all, each man had a gag-ball in their mouth and an extremely short chain around their neck which latched on to the man infront of them. To make it better, they all had their penis sticking deep into the anus of the man in front of them, it's like the human centipede except worse.

After a brief moment of shock, you rapidly glance around. This is when you spot the women; they had all been chained to the wall naked. Whoever did it made sure to use all the space provided as there wasn't a single millimetre of stone showing on the 20-foot walls. Each one of them was watching the men intent, their vaginal fluids flowing like a waterfall leaving the juices to flow onto the victim below.

To the rear of the room was a steadily climbing staircase which lead up to an oversized golden throne accompanied by velvet red cushions. Placed on this colossal symbol of power was placed one of your benevolent rulers; Princess Celestia. She was dressed in an elaborate series of studded belts which covered next to nothing. Her sharp eyes had locked with yours as she fondled the grip of the whip currently placed in her hand.

A large crash broke down a door which had been hastily barricaded distracting you from Celestia, or should you call her Molestia. From the rubble emerged a new figure who you quickly identified as Princess Luna. She wore a torn beep blue dress which matched her almost etherial purple hair perfectly. Her eyes were completely bloodshot and her hair was ragged, she barked, "Celestia!"

Luna stormed up the flight of stairs which lead to Molestia's golden throne, "You dare lock me in mine quarters? Doth thou think I am unable to handle men in my current state?" She pushed Molestia's chest, "I'll have you know that I could handle all the men here, even more!" She locked glares with her sister, "And you dare make the entirety if Canterlot's population into your personal play-things! What about me sister, what say you of my needs?"

Molestia smiled a little and replied, "My dear sister, I was merely waiting a man worth your status. I would never forget about you."

Luna pouted, "And where is this 'man'? When will he arrive?"

"My sister," Celestia pointed at you, "He already has." Moments later, the entire room was filled with darkness brought about my Luna's magic. The next thing you knew, you were waking up in what you presumed to be Luna's bed. Your ears prick at the noise of a door locking. Looking over, you see Luna slide the key in-between her breasts. She looks at you with a glowing, genuine smile, "I've been trying to escape this room all week. You are my reward for succeeding," Her tone became more serious, "so you'd better be all Celestia says you are."

She lept onto the bed with you from halfway across the room...

...and neither of you left that bed for anything except food.

Author's Note

So yeah, finally done... what do you think?

I may be uploading an epilogue but not for a while if I decide to

EDIT: Will DEFINITELY be uploading an epilogue after an ending that I really didn't think through