Itinerary

I came to my senses in a bed I didn’t recognize, a pristinely white blanket laid over me. I couldn’t feel my ear as I sat up, having slept on it the entire night. It took me a moment to recall just what had happened to me shortly before blacking out, but I remembered vaguely a pair of bright eyes in the dark, and an oddly familiar voice coming from the person I couldn’t see. Although I tried I couldn’t remember quite what had been said to me, and after a few minutes I gave up on it. The room I was in was perfectly round, a simple tower suite with a bed on one side, opposite the steps leading downstairs. I slipped out from under the covers, letting my hooves touch the polished marble floor. My eyes hurt trying to adjust to the bright white walls and curtains, the marble floor and large windows letting in more light than my eyes could handle. My condition as being sensitive to light had apparently carried over into my succubus body, as I almost felt as if my eyes were burning as I trotted quickly over to the steps, praying it would be dimmer downstairs.

It didn’t take particularly long for me to recognize the place I was in, even though I hadn’t been in that particular part of the tower yet. It was Solaris’ chambers, and as I trotted down I saw his study in a bright relief as the sun dipped below the horizon. The prince himself sat behind a vividly coloured redwood desk, his eyes focused on his work. The floor in there looked akin to his library, being a dull, mossy green with maroon walls. I took note of the similarity and continued down the stairs, wondering what had happened to me last night. He hadn’t taken very long to deduce what I was thinking, for while still looking down at his papers he spoke.

“Discord grew… overly curious about your gift, and decided to force you to empathize with him. I think the shock of being exposed to his will was what made you pass out. You slept for almost an entire day, Felt. The sun’s going down and you fell asleep last night sometime around two… don’t worry, I checked you for damage as well. He didn’t hurt you while you were unconscious.”

I breathed, relieved that nothing terrible had befallen me. I was about to trot over to him, maybe ask him what Discord had been hoping to accomplish by that, but before I did he spoke again, his voice softer now that official business was out of the way.

“Felt… I know you were eavesdropping last night.” He said, setting his quill down. “Discord didn’t know, but I’d know the sound of the bell on your collar anywhere. I live to hear its chime around your neck.”

My emotions went from relieved to fawning in an instant, afraid of what he’d do to me for my disobedience. He wasn’t the one to forgive something so rude, and I fell into a bow, hoping beyond measure that he wouldn’t punish me. My whole body shook like a leaf in the late winter wind at the thought of another situation like the one I’d suffered through at Cadenza and Shimmer Shield’s home. I was terrified that he’d put in that hellish limbo, tease me without the hope of ever being satisfied. I bowed my head to where my muzzle almost touched the floor, desperately trying to convince him not to discipline me through my subservience. I was praying that maybe if I showed how submissive I was, he’d forgive me.

“I’m s-sorry, Solaris.” I said quickly, dread creeping into my voice. “I was outside the door and… well, I heard Discord’s voice and got curious…”

He chuckled lightly and waved a hoof, the will I felt through the collar telling me I had permission to stand. I did and found his stance to have changed, his hooves beneath his chin and elbows on the meticulously lacquered desk as if observing me. He was smiling lightly, as if he’d finally managed to teach me a very important lesson. I crossed my front hooves and looked at the large cup to his left on the desk, unable to meet his eyes. I felt grateful that he wasn’t using my disposition as a succubus against me, and that he’d forgiven me even though every other time I’d misbehaved he’d punished me quite harshly. The fact that he wasn’t pushing my head to the floor with my tail raised was miracle enough, as this was more than I could have hoped from the usually strict stallion.

“You’ve made… amazing progress, Felt.” Solaris sighed contentedly. “You’re finally learning how to behave as you should. That’s exactly what I was hoping, that one of these days you’d finally learn how to act properly around your masters. Now that we have that out of the way, I can finally talk to you comfortably. Since you heard my conversation with Discord, you know that most of my ‘punishments’ have been a ruse to train your mind in obedience. Now that you’re trained… we can begin anew. There is a bit of business I’d like to attend to first, though.”

My tail flicked lightly at his praise and I cast my eyes to my hooves, not knowing why his compliments made my body react as if he’d physically touched me. I felt another command of me through the collar, and the bell rung out lightly as I let his will direct my movements. I reached over and picked up a stack of papers, an awfully familiar set of forms that still bore my writing. As I lifted them from the table I knew that indeed, this was the contract of my servitude. I blinked and wondered just what he’d be doing with them, flying over to him with a few flaps of my wings and setting them before his majesty. I made a quick bow and retreated a few steps, giving him as much space as he needed. His smile grew broader as he watched me obey him almost effortlessly, drawing great pleasure from my compliance.

“As you know, these are your forms declaring that you’re living at the castle, you’re willingly giving up your rights, et cetera. What I’d like to know now is... after this first week, do you still want me to put these into the archive? Once they’re stored, it is final, and the magical contract will come into effect. You won’t be able to back out anymore… so after all that’s happened I’m concerned that you aren’t happy anymore, and you may want to give up on being our servant.”

My entire head echoed with his words, unable to fathom the gravity of what he was telling me. He was offering me a way out, a second chance to go back to Ponyville forever and live on my own with no duties to fulfil or princes to cater towards. He was putting the option before me to leave the castle, him, Cadenza and Shimmer Shield, even Dusk Shine behind. My entire soul was racked with mixed emotions, not knowing why he’d offer me this. He was the one who’d purposefully misled me about the forms, and only later told me what being a royal servant entailed. Now he, my master, my prince was asking me what I wanted. I felt my entire psyche rip itself to pieces in a few seconds in the face of this unanswerable question.

“If you decide to leave now, know that we don’t have time to message you or even visit you in Ponyville.” Solaris warned. “Lune himself will only visit you perhaps once every few years at best, and you’ll never see any of us other princes again. “

He pulled a paper off the top of the stack and pushed it towards me, setting a quill next to it. I blanched; it was a form of resignation, with a line at the bottom ready for my signature. My knees shook; the proud part of me, the part I’d buried a week ago the moment Solaris had kissed me against my will screamed for me to pick up the quill and sign it, to leave and never come back. This hidden part of me was outside of my personality now, though. It was who I used to be, before Solaris had changed me so much, trained me in what it meant to be servile. This part of me warned of the fate others with my Cutie Mark had met, and told me that I would live the same life. The part of me that was prevalent, the personality that I now possessed, told me to rip the form to pieces. Now that Solaris was done training me, and I was ready to be his servant, it held the promise of a new beginning. Now that I was finally obeying him I felt as if he and I could have the same thing he’d wanted all along. The part of me that I’d suppressed all my life, the submissive part of me, loved this new relationship. It relished every chance to serve him, and the more beautifully taboo the command he gave me, the more joy it took in carrying it out. If he wanted to make me act like his pet in public, I would do so gladly. I could just imagine laying beneath a tree in a park and having his hoof wrap around my waist, implying he wanted me then and there. I shuddered to think of it.

He watched me the entire time the war raged in my head, tapping his hooves on the desk, his expression implacable. I wanted desperately to be Lune’s lover, and to be Solaris’ servant and concubine. At the same time the part of me that I let go out of necessity was roaring for me to sign the form, to leave with at least a trace of dignity left to my name. I shook visibly, my wings pressed to my sides so tightly I thought my ribs would crack. I wanted to live with the ponies I loved, but I wanted to be my own person. There was no hope of ever being completely independent with my current position, it was part of my obligation to my masters to keep at least one of them company at all hours. If I ever wanted to go anywhere on my own I would need permission. Despite this I couldn’t see myself being happy without the two princes, no matter how strangely they expressed their infatuation with me.

“What do you want me to do?” I asked, my voice cracking.

“Whatever you want to do.” Solaris answered simply.

I felt something hot run down my cheek, and much to my shock it was tears. I was tearing myself apart on the inside to the point where I was outright crying, the emotional and mental strain too much to keep contained. Something inside of me had to break; there couldn’t be duality, any schism between the independent part of my personality and the one that I’d ignored for so long, the piece of me that I was now familiar with. The part of me I’d gotten to know since I met Lune was insatiable, always hungering for the approval of my masters. The other, the one I’d left behind, required I grow to be a lonely, unhappy pony without anypony to call their own.

“I don’t know what I want.” I whimpered, another tear falling. “I don’t want to leave you… and the life I led was so lonely. I never had anypony… but I was satisfied on my own. I survived…” I bit my bottom lip until a fresh drop of blood ran down to my chin; I couldn’t take it anymore. I had to make a decision.

I’d tasted the forbidden fruit, and now I couldn’t survive without its sweet nectar, though its sustenance was so fleeting. I lifted my hoof to the desk and pulled the form down, shaking my head. I crumpled the paper and threw it in the wastebin, unable to stand the sickening feeling of indecision any longer. I felt the pony I used to be die the moment the paper passed my hoof.

Solaris smiled warmly at my decision, nodding. “I’ll do my best to honour your decision, Felt. You needn’t worry about anything, short of serving your masters. If you need something for yourself, I’d be more than glad to provide it for you."

I trotted around his desk and stood before him, my eyes still watering. He let out a hardly audible sigh and I sat down on my hind legs, unable to determine if I’d made the right choice. I was waiting for him to prove me right, to say anything that confirmed sacrificing the pride I used to possess had been a worthy decision. Another command met me through my collar and I stood, not knowing if what he was telling me to do was the answer I’d been looking for. He stood, towering over me with his long legs. He looked infinite and vast over me, and as I stood in his shadow I couldn’t help but feel helpless. He urged me to follow him with a single flick of his will, and I fell in behind him obediently. He led me out of the main library through a side door, into a large storeroom that looked eerily familiar. The room was the room he’d given me my collar in, with the infinite rows of fine clothes hung in preservative plastic. I blinked and he smiled, stopping to nod towards it as if to say that it was all mine if I wanted it.

“Anything you desire.” He repeated, gauging my reaction.

I looked at the floor, no longer desiring anything. I felt as if my entire life before my servitude had just vanished in the sands of time. No amount of materialistic gifts could comfort me. He saw my melancholy expression and bit his bottom lip, wanting nothing more than for this day to be perfect. I’d finally accepted his position as my master, and even rejected an offer to return to life as a masseuse. To him it was the perfect day, but looking down at me he felt nothing more than guilt. He nodded, his smile returning as inspiration came to him.

“I have an idea, Felt. Since you seem a little dishevelled by that recent affair with the forms… go out and find anything you desire, and I’ll take it to your room.” He promised, his voice smooth and honeyed.

I shook my head and mumbled, too conflicted to choose anything. “I’m really not in the mood, Solaris… do you have anything to take my mind off what… off of what I just did?”

He tapped his hooves against the floor, biting lightly at the inside of his cheek in thought. “I know of something that could ease your burden.”

He put a wing over me and led me out through the same door we’d entered through, but emerged into the hallway in the main part of the castle instead of returning to his study. I blinked, disconcerted by the unbearably dreamlike element the entire tower possessed. Before I could recover from the shift in locale the prince continued to lead me down the hall, knowing that the more time he allowed me to gather my wits the farther I’d delve into my mental conflict. He led me through another door, grinning as I struggled to adapt to the rapidly changing settings. He guided me through several more rooms before at last we emerged into what appeared to be my room in Lune’s tower. I blinked as I looked around at the room his brother had given to me. His horn flashed and a large trunk appeared beside my bed, a thick lock keeping anypony from opening it. Clothes appeared in my dresser, and the chandelier above me lit with bright red and yellow flames.

Before I could ask what he was doing his will came to me through the collar, telling me to trot over to the dresser. I simply did as I was told, walking over to the large mirror that made up the top portion of the wardrobe. I opened one of the drawers and blinked; he’d taken hundreds of garments from his storage room and given them to me, in accordance of type. The first drawer I opened was thick woollen sweaters, turtlenecks just the way I liked them, with tightly stitched openings for my wings. The next was thin lace and lingerie, which would barely conceal an inch of my skin if I’d had a mind to wear them. At the third was dresses and skirts of all types, with accompanying shirts that matched in almost uniform-type style. I even recognized a maiden’s outfit he’d put me in the first time we’d met.

He steered me towards the chest next, which opened as I approached. He opened it to me, exposing its contents. There were easily twenty very small vials containing unknown potions, each one of them labelled with tags tied to their stoppers. Below those were a myriad of things I could only imagine were specifically designed for me. There were bands for me to put on my tail, rings for my ankles and even a tiara. I was extremely flattered by his gestures so far but it was what I saw lying next to a golden-coloured potion that made me nearly gasp. It was a thin golden rope, a single small link on it that matched the one on my collar perfectly. It looked almost ten feet long, but I knew that if Solaris ever had a mind to he’d be more than happy to get inventive with that rope.

“Do you like it?” Solaris asked, already knowing the answer.

“O-of course I do.” I stuttered. “It’s just all so… unexpected.”

He trotted up behind me, his eyes scanning my face for anything saying the contrary. When he found only surprise and gratitude he smiled, glad to be able to move on. “Good. Now, I have one more thing to ask you before I retire for the night. Would you like to stay as a succubus a bit longer, or would you like me to go to Cadenza and have you changed into something else?”

I stared up at him in disbelief. Where was all of this sudden generosity coming from? Just a day ago he’d been making a foal out of me in front of Shimmer Shield and Cadenza and now he was offering to have me transformed back into the creature of my choice? I didn’t understand why he was doing any of this for me, and with that phrase he’d honestly convinced me that it had all been a ruse. He’d simply been wearing the mask of a cold-hearted, manipulative stallion to teach me to obey my masters, no matter how bad they might get at times. In that moment I felt as if he was truly a kind prince, and he’d only dawned the garb of a sadist to teach me tolerance and obedience over anything I was asked. I blinked up at him and smiled, glad that he’d asked.

“I always kind of fancied the idea of being a dragon.” I said dolefully, my tail curled around my back leg nervously. “With their smooth scales and all…”

“That can be done.” He replied casually. “For now, though… would you like to go out on the balcony? Canterlot is quite beautiful on these winter days.”

I nodded, glad that I finally got to see this side of Solaris. I knew I’d made the right decision in tossing away that resignation form, and now I got to see the part of the prince that he’d been concealing from me, and the one that I’d only glimpsed a few times in my entire history with him. He led the way out onto the balcony, which thanks to an awning was devoid of snow. He smiled and looked out over the rural mountainside, the one that overlooked little but a small, extremely private sector of Canterlot almost a mile below where mostly the wealthy lived. Past that were only plain fields of snow for as far as the eye could see until finally the prairie gave way to mountains far to the north. I trotted out and took a place by his side, admiring the view.

After a few minutes of ruminating over the fantastical winter beauty the prince put a wing over me, pulling me close to him with a brisk tug of his plumage. I allowed myself to be pulled in closer, breathing deep the prince’s scent and appreciating his warmth, his shelter from the freezing cold breeze that bit at my nose. He smiled and lifted his right hoof, running it down my shoulder, then my wing and finally meeting my flank before he stopped. I blushed brightly as he felt my Cutie Mark, shocked that he’d be so brazen as to court me outside the room that his brother owned. He merely closed his eyes and let his hoof run small circles in my soft coat for a few minutes, enjoying the texture of the smooth fur. I let my tail make its way up to his hoof and curl around his forelimb, letting him know that he had my permission to touch me as he wished. I would deny him nothing, as I was truly is servant, just as he was my master.

He backed up a bit and used his wing to push me in front of him, to where I sat in between his forelegs while his wings enclosed me in a protective embrace. I sat there beneath his chest, wondering if I could get more comfortable outside on a cold winter’s day. As an alicorn I knew he didn’t feel the cold breeze as I did, and if asked he would say it was practically balmy out there. I backed into his makeshift cocoon of comfort, wanting to feel his warmth. He closed his stance, bringing his front legs farther in towards me as to radiate more heat directly to my smaller, easily frostbitten body. He leaned down and kissed each of my ears, coaxing a coltish giggle from me. Why had it taken so long for me to see this side of Solaris? I used my tail to snake around his front foreleg, smiling contently as I enjoyed the time I was sharing with my newly gracious prince.

It didn’t take long for me to grow comfortable in his embrace, and soon I was doing little but leaning up against his chest, dozing absentmindedly. A few minutes passed, then a half an hour as we simply stood there, staring out at the kingdom. I blinked awake when I felt a pressure on my right flank, something warm and moist pressing against my Cutie Mark, followed by a light, moist sound filling the air around me. I blinked and realized that Solaris had been standing there for well over thirty minutes with my flank and tail pressed firmly to his loins. I blushed brightly and looked up at him, not knowing what he wanted me to do. My master merely smiled down at me and gave a small twitch of his hips, pressing his love up against me. I felt his heartbeat through the organ, and inside his embrace it smelled heavily of his unspoken desires. The musk was overwhelming, fogging my already acute senses with its pungent scent as I struggled to formulate a plan. He wanted it of me, but I wasn’t excited yet.

The prince saw the mild conundrum plain on my face and grinned, knowing just the solution to the problem. Solaris ordered me silently to raise my tail. I obeyed, though with some apprehension as I was still quite dry. He nodded and made a small adjustment to his position over me before he brought himself up against my ring, gently prodding at me, but not putting enough force onto my entrance to slip past the strong band of elastic flesh. A few more times of this and I felt a small amount of pre coat the area under my tail, much to my surprise. Usually he was quite difficult to get off, but it seemed that he had a secret talent for being only as sensitive as he needed to be. I curled my tail around his shaft eagerly, coaxing his precum out of his already swollen member. He moaned as the smooth scales worked at him, and I did my best to replicate the sucking sensation that I gave him whenever I made love to him. It tightened my grip on him and lifted his head to my entrance, surprised at how versatile my prehensile tail was. I was wet and ready, the smell of my own lubrication filling the space he’d created now. I winced at the shock of pulling him inside of me; it was always hard to take his stallionhood in, especially given how large it was.

My tail released him as the first few inches of his member slid into me, stretching me to my limit as I panted, unable to stand beneath him anymore. I braced myself against the banister, placing hooves on either side of me and looking out over Canterlot, biting my bottom lip as he pushed deeper inside, my walls clenching and fighting him the entire way. His slick pre, coupled with my own, gave him just the right amount of leverage, allowing him to eventually sheath his entire love inside of me, sack pushed firmly to my taint. I let out a high-pitched, effeminate gasp as he pulled out, a wet dripping sound echoing around us as my own seed leaked out of my member and fell to the floor. I pushed back against him the moment he was about to thrust, forcing his entire length into me in less than a second. I revelled in his size, his girth as I met him again, a tempo being built as loud, moist smacks filled the balcony space. I panted like a filly in her first heat as he reamed me, unable to stand on my own anymore and relying solely on the neck-high wall for support. He mercilessly emptied me and filled me again, repeating the cycle of leaving my entire body hollow and suddenly forcing his love inside with all the force of a battering ram. I swore if I hadn’t had the collar on I’d be bruising heavily, but since I did the bell jingled merrily in rhythm with his thrusts, his carnal gasps and my own heated exhalations.

He wanted more, though. I could feel through my collar a part of him that wanted something more stimulating him, something else for to grip his member as tightly and desperately as my walls. Without thinking I folded my tail in half, just as I’d done to satisfy myself previously at Cadenza’s house. I pushed the thin tendril of scales inside of myself, stretching my ring to the limit. I screamed loudly as I did, pain erupting from my femininity as I was pushed beyond anything I’d ever done before. My master looked confused until I regained my composure, curling my tail around his member while he was inside of me. His mouth opened in a bestial pant, pushing my ears forward as he struggled to regain his breath, acting as if I’d knocked the wind out of him. The two differing textures he was thrusting into were driving him past what he could handle, and his grip on his composure was slipping. The smooth, wet scales of my tail and the fleshy, slick walls of my love both worked at him, earning me kisses on my head and playful nips on my neck, all the while he gasped and panted lovingly, stroking my mane with his hoof as he felt himself draw near to climax.

I flexed my tail around his shaft and head, giving him enough suction to slow his frenzied pace to a series of laboured thrusts, his entire body trembling over me as he struggled to contain his lust. I pushed myself back and forth on his stallionhood, using the tip of my own tail to guide him against all my most sensitive spots. I whimpered, attempting to wait until he was done, but he was drawing it out far longer than it needed to be. I knew with a few more strokes of his member that my master would finally fill me with his seed, so with a great amount of care I pushed myself back on him, cementing his head against the very far end of my walls and his sack against my own, loose and ready for release. I worked my tail around him, coaxing his climax from him as he tried to hold out just a bit longer, exercising his endurance to no avail. He bit my ear uncontrollably, as if he didn’t want to see the end of me teasing the cleft of his head with my tail, all the while the rest of my scales shifted up and down inside of me, pulling him out with steady thrusts of my hips. I pushed his smooth, wet shaft inside of me one last time and screamed his name, feeling long strings of my love shoot out onto the balcony floor. It wasn’t my own pleasure that I wanted to experience, though.

The stallion over me breathed my name, unable to move as a climax shook him from his hooves to the tips of his wings. His stallionhood swelled inside of me and began to twitch, struggling to break the grip I had on it with my tail. I urged him into cumming with it, just gently running my scales over his sensitive shaft as the first few drops of his load erupted inside of me. The spike in pressure made a few more drops of my own seed spurt out as he filled my entire body with the thick liquid. I felt my midsection fill with his love, and long trails of it run down my taint and sack until finally they fell to the floor in sticky globs, leftover from our wild abandon. He panted in my ear as he continued to fill me, unable to stop as he emptied every last drop of his seed into my lower stomach. I felt my walls stretch momentarily, then expel the long rivulets down my flanks and legs, my now flaccid member and sack dripping with his hot love that felt like liquid fire on the cold winter day. We both stood there, shaking in our afterglow. I didn’t want him to pull out, but it was almost the moment my own stallionhood was back in its sheath that he separated from me, sending more of his seed out of my ring to trail down my flanks. With a flash of his horn the mess coating both of us was gone, and he motioned with a wing for me to come with him inside.

I could barely walk as I followed him to bed, legs shaking from the amount of energy I’d spent making love to the stallion. He smiled and lifted me by the base of my wings, horn flashing again as he set me down next to him. I didn’t have the energy to protest him as he spooned me perfectly into his lap, his somehow still erect stallionhood pushed between my legs and against my own diminutive masculinity. I closed my eyes and dozed off almost immediately, unable to keep them open for a second longer. Just as I was drifting off he smiled and whispered to me, as if a final command before I fell asleep in his arms.

“From now on, you are to refer to me and the other princes as ‘master’. Do you understand?”

I nodded, accepting the kiss he planted on my lips before replying. “… I’ll always be your servant… master.”