Canterlot seemed to shine with a light all its own, despite the wan sunlight of the cold, grey Winter Solstice. As was customary on the shortest day of the year, Princess Celestia, ruler of Equestria, had held a limited court. It was half past two in the afternoon; court had dismissed at noon, but Celestia, her top aide, and a small contingent of guards remained in the throne room. There was a palpable tension in the air among the Royal Guards; more than a few times, the Guard Captain, Shining Armor, had needed to pierce one of his men with a stern, forbidding glare to still their nerves.
Celestia rolled up and sealed a scroll she had been writing on for the past half hour, then turned to Shining Armor. "Captain, a word in private?"
"Of course, Your Highness."
Celestia rose gracefully from her throne and led Shining Armor into the small private receiving room where she often retreated during court to take a brief lunch or to weigh matters that were best considered without the press of courtiers around her.
Once the magically-soundproofed door closed behind them, she turned to face him. "About this evening's Winter Solstice Ceremony..." Celestia began.
Shining Armor made a show of clearing his throat to hide his face. "Ah, yes. The preparations will be complete on schedule, as always."
"Shining Armor..." Celestia took a deep breath. "I would ask you to not participate."
Shining Armor blinked. "Err...as you wish, Princess," he said. "May I ask why? Is it because of my close relationship with Cadance?" He looked down, twiddling his thumbs. "Or perhaps...I did not perform to your expectations at the last Winter Solstice?"
Celestia laughed her gentle, musical laugh. "My dear Shining Armor, you have never failed to perform above and beyond my expectations in anything. And certainly, my niece would not object." She frowned prettily, turning to look at the large, ornate golden ornament on the wall, wrought in the shape of a blazing sun. "No, there is...another reason."
Shining Armor waited patiently. When Celestia did not speak, he prompted, "And...that would be? If I may ask?"
Celestia sighed and turned to face him. "I have invited your sister to participate in the ceremony."
Shining Armor's eyes widened. "WHAT?!" he cried.
"She is old enough now," Celestia said. "And mature enough to understand. Mature enough...to learn what transpires on the night when I have no power."
Shining Armor's face had turned a sickly shade of green. "Your Highness...does Twilight know what the ceremony entails?"
"No, she doesn't," Celestia admitted. "I was afraid if I told her...she wouldn't come."
Shining grimaced. "You realize what you're saying. And who you're saying it to."
"Yes," Celestia said sadly. "I...am worried about how she will react, but...if I didn't believe her capable of handling the ceremony, I would never have invited her." She looked up at Shining Armor imploringly. "Please...allow me this."
Shining sighed and shook his head. "If...if Twilight is to participate in the ceremony..." He looked down, cobalt bangs obscuring his eyes. "Then I must attend."
"Shining Armor, no..." Celestia said, pain in her voice. "I would never wish for you to stand and watch while—"
"Princess," Shining Armor interrupted, "if Twilight is to learn of what transpires on the Winter Solstice...if she is to witness her mentor and personal hero at her weakest..." He swallowed. "Then she needs to know what role I play in...what happens."
Celestia raised a slender eyebrow. "I wonder if, perhaps, there is an ulterior motive at play here," she said. "Perhaps...a secret desire in your heart?"
Shining frowned at her. "Your Highness...I will not dignify that with an answer." With that, he saluted and marched briskly from the room. Celestia smiled at his retreating back, eyes gleaming with mirth.
* * * * *
Twilight Sparkle considered herself the most fortunate young woman in Equestria.
When she was only a little girl, she had stood before a panel of mages—the selection board for admission to the Royal Academy of Magic—and unleashed a surge of raw magical power that had birthed her familiar and lifelong companion, the dragon hatchling she named Spike. Her eruption of magical talent had drawn the attention of the ruler of Equestria, Princess Celestia herself, who had immediately taken Twilight as her personal student.
From that moment on, Twilight had spent more time in the Royal Palace than she did with her own family. She would spend hours each day in the company of Princess Celestia, and hours more in the vast and comprehensive Canterlot Royal Library. She only had dinner with her parents three times a week at most; her brother Shining Armor, who had been her first and only friend as a child, was the only member of her own family she saw every day, and then only because of his duties at the Palace, first as a Guard Trainee, then as a member of the Royal Guard, and finally as the youngest-ever Guard Captain appointed.
Now, at the age of nineteen, Twilight Sparkle was one of the most powerful mages alive, as well as one of the most noted researchers into Equestrian history and magical lore. She was also woefully socially inept, having never bothered to make a single friend while growing up, let alone concern herself with dating and crushes like most young women her age were wont to do. This particular lapse didn't really bother her, as all she truly cared for were her studies, the few people (and dragons) that were closest to her, and most important of all, her relentless pursuit of acknowledgement from her beloved mentor.
She had just received one of the greatest, most precious acknowledgements Celestia could bestow upon her:
Princess Celestia wanted her to participate in the Winter Solstice Ceremony, the most elusive of all events ever to take place within the walls of Canterlot Palace. A ceremony so shrouded in mystery that few even knew of its existence, and fewer still knew what it entailed.
For many years, Twilight had tried to learn the secrets of the Winter Solstice Ceremony. For all her efforts, she remained as clueless as she had been the first time she had asked Celestia about it. She had been nine at the time. The previous year, on the Solstice, she had received no lessons from Celestia. Only a reading assignment, and explicit instructions to stay away from the Royal Wing. On the day before the Solstice, Celestia had once again informed her that she would be unavailable the following day, and had left the same instructions as before...
* * * * *
"Princess?" Twilight asked. "What happens on the Winter Solstice?"
Celestia smiled at her and ruffled her hair affectionately. "Well, my student...as you know, the Winter Solstice is the shortest day of the year. Although I presently command both the sun and the moon..." She grimaced. "By right, I am the ruler of the day and herald of the sun. When the sun sets on the Winter Solstice...well, for the duration of the longest night of the year, I lose all of my powers."
Twilight gasped. "You lose your powers?"
"That's right," Celestia said. "As soon as the sun sets, I become powerless, helpless until the dawn." She smiled. "That's why the moon has not risen on the Winter Solstice in a thousand years. Once I lower the sun, I do not have the power to raise the moon."
"Oh," Twilight said. "Then the Winter Solstice Ceremony...is it some ritual to restore your powers?"
Celestia seemed taken aback. "How did you learn of the Solstice Ceremony?!" she demanded sharply.
Twilight jumped away in fright. "It's just...a rumor I heard," she said. "That there's some kind of ceremony on the Winter Solstice. But nobody seems to know anything about it."
Celestia let out a long, slow breath. "You must promise me, my student, to never ask about the Winter Solstice Ceremony ever again. It is...a very private thing. Something I do not share with anyone. You will not find one person in Canterlot who can tell you what happens on that night. I assure you of that."
"Oh," Twilight said, frowning. "Alright, Princess. But...IS it a ritual to restore your powers?"
Celestia laughed her beautiful, musical laugh and shook her head. "Oh, Twilight..." She sighed. "My powers return on their own when the time to raise the sun arrives. The Winter Solstice Ceremony...serves a completely different purpose." She gave Twilight a stern look. "And that is my final word on the matter. We will never speak of this again, is that clear?"
* * * * *
And so it was. Twilight never broached the subject with her teacher again. She did, however, spend much of her adolescence trying to unravel the mystery and secrecy surrounding that one night every year when the Royal Wing was sealed and the Palace utterly deserted. Despite all her best efforts, she had never uncovered the truth behind the Winter Solstice Ceremony.
Then, to her immense surprise, Celestia had approached her that morning, somewhat furtive and agitated.
"Twilight," she had said, "as you know, tonight is the Winter Solstice. As usual, I will be sequestered within the Royal Wing, and the Palace will be largely vacant."
"The Solstice Ceremony," Twilight had said, nodding. "You don't need to remind me, Princess."
Celestia's eyes had darted left and right, before she leaned in closer. "Twilight...I want you at my side tonight."
Twilight had gasped in shock. "You what?"
Celestia had smiled at her. "My faithful student...it has been centuries since I have known someone I cared for and trusted as much as you. And..." She had sighed. "I know that you are now mature enough, and strong enough, to know the truth. To know what happens on the one night each year when I am powerless." She had looked into Twilight's eyes. "I need you to see me at my weakest, Twilight."
"Princess Celestia...I don't know what to say..."
"Just...come to my chambers tonight at sunset," Celestia had said. "I have adjusted the wards to allow you to pass. Wear a nice dress. Something semi-formal."
Twilight studied herself in the full-length mirror in her bedroom. She wore a shimmery royal blue satin cocktail dress, hemmed at mid-thigh and just clingy enough to emphasize her modest figure. Matching slippers with two-inch heels, a lavender velvet choker adorned with a six-pointed pink topaz star, and slim, sedate gold chain bracelets completed her ensemble, as well as a pair of topaz earrings that matched her choker. A touch of blush, a hint of eyeshadow, and a faint sheen of lavender lip gloss had been applied as finishing touches.
"Looking good, Twilight," Spike said from where he sat on her bed reading a comic book.
"Thank you, Spike," she said. She studied her razor-straight violet bangs with a pensive frown, tilting her head to allow her long, straight hair to swing back and forth behind her. "Should I do something different with my hair?"
"Nah, your hair's perfect the way it is," Spike said. He looked at the clock. "You'd better get going, it's almost sunset."
"Oh! Right," Twilight said. "Don't stay up past your bedtime!"
"Yeah, yeah," Spike said, waving at her.
Twilight took one last look at herself, then left her tower suite.
* * * * *
True to Celestia's word, Twilight passed through the wards without incident. She quickly found herself at the ornate brass door to the Princess' private chambers. She had visited Celestia in her chambers many times, of course, but somehow, this visit seemed more...significant. Ominous, even. She reached up and grasped the large brass knocker, striking it against the door with a satisfyingly solid tone.
The door opened, and she entered.
Celestia sat upon a plush divan in the center of the room. In contrast to her usual ornate white and gold raiments, the ruler of Equestria wore a simple, elegant backless black evening gown with matching silk stockings and slippers. Her crown was absent, and she wore no jewelry save for her usual garnet earrings. Her long, multihued hair shone in the light from the chandelier. She smiled at Twilight. "Good evening, my student. You look quite lovely this evening."
"As do you, Princess," Twilight said. "I don't believe I've ever seen you wear black before."
"It isn't really my color," Celestia said, "but I like to wear something different on special occasions."
"I think it looks good on you," Twilight said.
Celestia motioned to a bottle of wine and two glasses sitting on a small glass table in front of her. "Please, have a glass of wine with me."
Twilight walked over, poured two glasses of wine, handed one to her teacher, and sat down on the divan beside her. They clinked their glasses and drank. Twilight nodded appreciatively. "So..." she said. "What exactly are you going to be doing tonight?"
"Yes, about that," Celestia said. She picked up a small crystal bell from another glass table and rang it.
All around them, the doors to the other rooms that made up the Royal Chambers opened. Twilight looked around in confusion as two dozen men entered the room. Each man wore nothing but a gold silk loincloth. They were impressively muscular to a man, and every single one of them glistened as though they had been rubbed down with oil.
It took Twilight a moment to realize that they were all members of the Royal Guard.
Her brother was among them.
"Princess Celestia? Wh-what's going on here?" Twilight asked, eyes wide.
Celestia set down her wine glass. "Now that you're old enough to understand such things," she began, "I'll answer a question you first asked me a decade ago. You see...the night of the Winter Solstice is the only night of the year when any man may touch me," Celestia explained. "On this night each year, I select a contingent of the most loyal, trustworthy, and above all desirable members of the Royal Guard..." She trailed off dramatically, then favored Twilight with a strange, sultry smile. "And have sex with them."
Twilight sputtered. "Wh-WHAT?!" She looked around at the oiled, loincloth-wearing guards, her cheeks flaming and her eyes wide.
"The so-called Winter Solstice Ceremony," Celestia said, licking her lips, "is really just an orgy." She reached out and took Twilight's hands in hers. "It's been three hundred years since I invited another woman to partake of this night alongside me. This is what I wanted to share with you, my faithful student. Tonight, you will know the pleasures of the flesh."
Twilight made an odd squeaking sound. Her eyes were frozen on her half-naked brother, who gave her a concerned, apologetic frown in return.
"Gentlemen, it is time," Celestia said. The guards untied and discarded their loincloths.
Twilight had never seen one man's penis in her entire life. Now she was surrounded by them.
She fainted.
* * * * *
Twilight stirred, blinking open her eyes. She was in the Princess' private suite. It was a cold, moonless night. And two feet away, her mentor and Princess, dressed in black, was kneeling on the floor, the penis of one of her guards in her mouth, while she stroked two other guards' penises with her hands.
Noticing her, Celestia let the guard's member fall from her mouth, and smiled. "Oh, good...you're awake. I'm sorry I started without you."
Twilight stared at her. "Princess...what...what?!"
"Celestia...please let her walk away and forget she ever saw this," Shining Armor said. "It isn't right to drag her into something like this unprepared." Twilight turned to see her brother...and just as quickly turned away, because Shining Armor was naked.
"If I didn't believe Twilight to be capable of handling this, I wouldn't have invited her," Celestia said. She faced Twilight, her magenta eyes soft and imploring.
Twilight put a hand to her head, suppressing a shudder. "Your Highness...what is all this?"
"As I explained earlier, my faithful student...the Winter Solstice is the only night of the year when I am able to have sex. So, on this one night every year, I surround myself with the most trustworthy men in my service, and surrender my body to them."
Twilight stared at her. "I...I don't understand..."
"I know you are young, my student, and..." Celestia frowned slightly. "Forgive me, but...you are somewhat socially inhibited. And I have never once known you to so much as look at a boy, let alone spend any time with one. But I..." She smiled sadly. "I am very, very old. And though I may be immortal and eternally young, I have...needs...like any other woman. Needs which I can't satisfy as I please, because having sex tends to kill my partners."
Twilight blinked. "Kill them?! What?!" she asked, jaw agape.
Celestia grimaced. "I'd rather not go into the particulars. It might put my guards ill at ease. Suffice to say, the only time I can safely indulge in passion is when I am completely powerless." She chuckled ruefully. "Which only happens one night a year. So I decided, centuries ago, to make the most of that one night each year." She gestured around her at the two dozen naked men.
Twilight blushed furiously. "I...I see..." She looked at her brother, forcing her gaze up away from his manhood. "How long have you...?"
"This is my fifth time," Shining said. "And probably my last." He looked at Celestia. "Not that I don't enjoy being part of this special night, Your Highness, but...I'd prefer to remain faithful to Cadance."
Celestia sighed. "I understand and commend your faithfulness, Shining Armor. I'll miss you. You are truly special."
Twilight covered her face. "I can't believe I'm hearing this..."
"Twilight," Celestia said gently. "Please...share this night with me. I would never ask you to do anything I didn't know, in my heart, you could handle. I believe you are mature enough to handle this. To be part of my very special night."
Twilight looked at her mentor, then at the naked guards (it was getting easier to deal with all the penises now, she realized), and swallowed heavily. "What...what do I need to do?"
"You need but relax and let my faithful guards take the lead, my student," Celestia said. "I promise no harm will come to you. They are quite gentle...if a bit frisky." With that, she stood and slipped the thin straps of her dress from her shoulders, allowing it to pool on the floor at her feet. Her breasts were large, firm, and pert—and quite bare, for she wore no bra. She sat on the divan and removed her slippers, then slowly peeled off her stockings. Lastly, she stood and removed the lacy, sheer black panties she wore. A guard gathered her discarded clothing and carried it to a corner of the room. Two other guards flanked her, attentively caressing her breasts and thighs. She wrapped her arms around them and turned to passionately kiss the one on her left.
Twilight felt like she might explode if her blush became any more intense. She jumped in alarm as a tanned, callused hand pressed against her right breast through the fabric of her dress. She looked up and met the gold eyes of a tanned guard, roughly her own age, with a ruggedly handsome face, short green hair, and a faint scar across the bridge of his nose. He smiled at her. "I've always thought you were one of the prettiest girls I've ever seen," he said, and his voice was somewhat raspy. He seized her arm and pulled her to her feet, then gently caressed her face. He ran his fingers through her hair, then leaned in and seized her lips with his. She surrendered to the kiss, even as a hand that didn't belong to this young, tanned guard stroked her leg, pushing up her dress and rubbing her inner thigh perilously close to her crotch. One of the guards unzipped her dress and unhooked her bra. She wanted to scream, to push them away, to blast them with her magic until they were unconscious and run from the room...
But her teacher, her Princess, wanted her to be here tonight. And she would never disappoint Princess Celestia.
She was still kissing the young, handsome guard as her dress and bra were stripped away by the others, and hands fondled her breasts and thighs and panty-clad bottom. Soon enough, even her panties lay on the floor at her feet. She kicked away the removed garments, as well as her slippers.
"My cute little sister has become such a beautiful young woman. When did that happen?"
Twilight broke from the kiss and turned to see Shining Armor gazing at her body. She yelped. "Shining!"
He smiled at her, taking her hand and giving it a firm, loving squeeze. "If you're going to be part of this...I'm going to make it as pleasant for you as possible."
She stared into his eyes, lips pursed in a small 'o' of surprise. "Shining Armor...?"
Shining blushed, turning away slightly. "Yeah," he admitted. "I...yeah."
"I thought so," Celestia said. Twilight turned to see her mentor smile and wink at her. Celestia was once again kneeling on the floor, stroking two guards' members. A third knelt behind her, rubbing his length along her bare back, while a fourth stepped in front of her and presented himself. She opened her mouth and took the length of him in.
Twilight felt herself being gently pushed to her knees, and allowed it. The callused hand of the tanned guard took hold of her bare breasts and gently kneaded them, pinching and teasing her nipples. Three guards flanked her, including her brother; she copied her mentor's actions, stroking two of them with her hands while taking Shining Armor's penis in her mouth. It was harder than she expected, and uncomfortably hot; he slowly thrust it in and out, while she stroked the long vein at the base with her tongue.
*I can't believe I'm doing this...*
Out of the corner of her eye, she saw one of the guards Celestia was stroking climax, spurting semen all over her face. The other followed suit a moment later; the Princess' face was covered in thick, pearly gobs. The guard Celestia was fellating pushed her to the ground and lay atop her. Twilight's eyes widened as he spread the Princess' labia with his fingers and thrust his member into her. Celestia arched her back and moaned. The guard who had been behind her seized her chin and guided his penis into her mouth. She eagerly and greedily began pleasuring him, even as the other guard...
Twilight didn't want to think the word, but there was really no other way to describe it. He was fucking Celestia.
Warmth exploded across Twilight's face as the two guards she was stroking came. Shining Armor came in her mouth; the heavy, thick hotness of his seed burst against the back of her throat and filled her mouth. He withdrew, and she doubled over, coughing. She absently conjured a handkerchief, wiped her face clean, then vanished it again even as she spat her brother's semen onto the floor. "Gross," she muttered.
"Sorry about that," Shining said weakly.
The tanned guard scooted around in front of her and gently pushed her to the floor, lying down beside her. He kissed her, heedless of the taste of semen, and she felt his rugged hand probe between her thighs, stroking her labia, pressing against her slit, prying her open. She moaned into him as he worked a finger into her vagina, probing and questing. She seized his erect penis with her hand and stroked it.
He looked into her eyes. "Can I have you first?" he asked softly.
Twilight blushed more deeply and nodded. "A-alright," she whispered huskily. She spread her legs; he knelt between them and lifted her so that her buttocks rested upon his thighs. She closed her eyes and trembled as he gently but firmly penetrated her. She cried out as a strong thrust tore through her hymen.
Two more guards knelt beside her, rubbing their members against her breasts. She blinked at this, looking up at them, but offered no resistance as they stroked themselves off on her body. She moaned as the guard making love to her sped up his thrusts, which became more forceful. She could hear the slapping of her rear against his thighs, and panted as sweat beaded on her face.
She looked over at Celestia. The Princess was now on her knees, and a new guard gripped her buttocks firmly, spreading them wide as he pressed his manhood against her anus.
Twilight's eyes widened. *Oh my...he couldn't be about to...THERE?!*
Celestia let out a sharp hiss as the guard rammed his member into her anus. Another guard thrust his penis into her mouth, and her moans became muffled squeaks as she was rocked back and forth between the two guards.
"These things get pretty wild," one of the guards rubbing himself off on Twilight's breast, a man somewhat older than her brother, said, following her gaze. "Her Highness loves taking three of us inside at once."
"Three? At...at the same time?" Twilight gasped.
"You'll see," the guard chuckled. He came all over her breast, as did the other guard. The young, tanned guard between her legs grunted and gasped, then tensed up. She cried out as hot seed filled her. Her first ever lover sagged, letting her slide off his thighs as he crab-walked backwards.
"I hope...that was okay," he panted.
Twilight looked at him and smiled gently. "I...well, it was my first time, but...I liked it," she said. She looked at the two guards who had just covered her in semen. She magically cleaned herself off again, taking in their eager expressions and their still-hard members. "Umm..." She looked over at Celestia, and her eyes widened.
A third guard had joined the other two. Somehow, he had slid underneath Celestia; Twilight could see him thrusting upward into her sex, even as the others continued to fuck her mouth and butt.
Twilight paled. "Umm...I see what you mean," she said, swallowing heavily.
The two erect guards hauled her to her feet. The older one stood behind her and held her around her abdomen, while the other guard wrapped his hands around her thighs and lifted her legs up, supporting the weight of her lower body with his strong arms. Her eyes widened. "Wait...what are you...?" She broke off in a loud squeal of alarm and pain as both guards penetrated her at once, in her vagina and anus. "Ahh...! No, that's...!" She trailed off, crying out as the two men pounded into her. It hurt. It hurt a lot. She couldn't understand why Celestia looked so excited by this violation.
Celestia, semen dribbling from her lips as the three guards sagged away from her, looked over at Twilight and smiled. "Anal always hurts the first time," she said sheepishly. "Though I did expect them to warn you, or at least ask permission first."
"They'll pay for that tomorrow," Shining said sternly. Twilight watched as Celestia rolled onto her back on the floor. Her brother straddled the Princess' stomach and laid his penis between her breasts. She smiled up at him and seized her breasts in her hands, pressing them together around him.
"Now, Shining," she admonished. "We all get a little...wild here. You do remember tying me up and spanking me two years ago, don't you?"
Shining had the grace to look sheepish. "You didn't seem to mind," he said as he began thrusting between Celestia's breasts.
"What...ngh! Are you...aaaaaah! Doing?" Twilight called out to her brother.
"Oh, Shining loves fucking my tits," Celestia said with a devilish grin. The audible slap of flesh on flesh could be heard across the room.
Twilight decided watching her brother and Celestia would help take her mind off the pain of anal violation, so she kept her attention on them as the two guards having their way with her finished. She was still watching the Princess and her brother when she felt the guards' climaxes fill her; they pulled away from her and gently laid her on the floor.
"Let...ngh...my sister rest for a few minutes," Shining grunted. "Nobody touch her until I say it's...ngh...okay."
The tanned guard knelt next to Twilight. "Are you okay?" he asked.
She sighed and nodded. "I'm...I'll be alright." She frowned down at the messy puddle spreading around her nethers. "Just a little...sore." She looked up at him demurely. "Hold me?" she asked. "And kiss me again? Nothing else...well, you can touch me anywhere but...there."
The guard swallowed and looked to Shining for approval. Shining nodded. "If she wants you to," he said. He then climaxed, spurting semen all over Celestia's face, hair, and chest. He staggered away, panting and sweating heavily. Another guard laid atop the Princess, fondling her mess-covered breasts as he fucked her.
The tanned guard drew Twilight into a gentle embrace and kissed her. She leaned into the kiss, parting her lips and closing her eyes. His rough hands gently caressed her back, and she rubbed his in kind, feeling the strong muscles and a few rough, puckered scars. "Mmm..." she moaned softly, breaking the kiss and looking into his eyes. "You've had it pretty rough, haven't you..." She trailed off, blinking. "I'm sorry...I don't even know your name."
He smiled. "Emerald Blade."
She leaned closer and whispered into his ear, "I hope...we can be good friends. Really good friends." She looked into his eyes, then cast her gaze downward demurely. "I, um...you're really...nice. And cute."
Emerald Blade smiled and held her more tightly. "Nothing could make me happier," he said huskily.
They laid down on the floor and made love again, ignoring the rest of the room. The others, aware something special had just happened, gave them a wide berth. Celestia, now suspended between two guards in much the same position her student had been earlier, smiled fondly. "I think your sister just found a boyfriend, Captain," she said.
Shining Armor watched them, stone-faced. "We'll see."
After Emerald Blade and Twilight finished and the two guards fucking Celestia were spent, Twilight, the Princess, and half the guards sat around the room in varying states of exhaustion. Celestia had called a brief intermission, and Twilight had used her magic to clean herself and Celestia up. The two women sat upon the divan, wine glasses again in hand. "So, Twilight," Celestia said as she sipped her wine, "what do you think of the Winter Solstice Ceremony?"
"I think it's gross and perverted and I can see why you keep this whole thing such a secret," Twilight said. She looked over at Emerald Blade and blushed. "But...I think I'm starting to understand why you do this." She peered at her teacher. "Still, I never would have imagined you would be into such kinky and gross things."
Celestia laughed. "No, I don't suppose you would. After all, am I not always the very image of grace, poise, and serenity?" She rose and padded over to Twilight, sitting close enough that Twilight could smell her breath. "I save all of my frustrations, sexual and otherwise, for this one night each year, when I can let everything go and be a wild woman." She leaned closer and inhaled the scent of Twilight's shampoo, then allowed her gaze to roam up and down her student's body. "You really have matured into a beautiful, sensual young woman," she said. She cupped Twilight's breasts with her hands. "Very...desireable."
Twilight gasped. "P-Princess?!"
"Uh-oh, we're about to get a show," the older guard who had given Twilight her first ever anal experience said, grinning lecherously.
"I haven't made love to another woman in three hundred years," Celestia cooed, lowering a hand to Twilight's sex and stroking her vigorously. "Would you mind if I...?"
Twilight looked into her teacher's pleading eyes, then looked wildly around the room at the guards. Every single eye was riveted on the two of them, and more than a few lascivious leers were aimed their way. "Even I wanna see this," Shining Armor said.
Celestia lowered herself to the floor in a crouch, spreading Twilight's legs and burying her face in her student's sex. Twilight gasped as Celestia's tongue brushed across her clitoris. Twilight arched her back and moaned as Celestia lapped at Twilight's folds, stroking her thighs with her hands. One of the guards approached the Princess from behind and knelt down, seizing her gyrating rear. Celestia moaned into Twilight's sex as the guard thrust into her, pumping against her, forcing her deeper into Twilight's vagina. Twilight gasped, grabbing handfuls of Celestia's shimmering hair and pressing her head tightly against her crotch. Celestia's tongue explored Twilight's vagina hungrily as the guard pounded her from behind. The guard grunted as he climaxed, then backed away; as Celestia came up for air, Twilight impulsively tackled her to the floor and kissed her fiercely, seizing the Princess' breasts and kneading them. She worked her way down her teacher's body, coming to rest at her sex, which glistened with musky fluids. Ignoring the mess, Twilight plunged in, lavishing the same attention upon Celestia she herself had just received, fingers and tongue teasing, testing, and probing the Princess' folds. She felt hands upon her butt, and one of the guards roughly jammed his member into her flushed sex. She moaned and deepened her oral exploration of Celestia's sex as her own was rutted raw. When the guard climaxed, so did Celestia, her juices filling Twilight's mouth and setting her on fire. Twilight collapsed against her teacher's thighs, panting.
Two guards picked Twilight up and laid her on an ornate mahogany table. She felt a pair of hands spread her legs and looked up to see Shining Armor, manhood at the ready. He looked down at her, lust in his eyes. "Twiley, I'm...I'm going to—"
Twilight nodded. "It's alright, Shiny. Go ahead." Three other guards surrounded her, seizing her arms; she felt stiff members pressed into her hands, and obligingly stroked them. The third guard's penis dangled in her face, and she took it into her mouth. She shuddered as Shining entered her; he was slow, tender, and careful.
Celestia, meanwhile, lay facedown atop a guard, his member wedged awkwardly between her breasts as another guard fucked her in the rear. She squeezed her breasts together and rubbed them along the length of the man's penis, occasionally flicking her tongue across the tip.
Twilight saw this out of the corner of her eye, but soon was lost in her own ragged ecstasy as the men she was stroking came, covering her body with their seed once again. The man in her mouth pulled out and came all over her face. A moment later, Shining pulled out, and his seed covered her belly.
She looked up at him questioningly. He shook his head. "I couldn't. Not inside."
She frowned. "You know I'm using a spell to—"
"I know, but...I still couldn't."
She smiled. "Thanks, BBBFF." Sighing, she used her magic to remove all the semen from her body and face once again.
Shining smirked. "These guys aren't used to that, you know. They want to see you messy."
Twilight raised an eyebrow at him. "Do you want to see me messy?" She laughed at the expression on his face. "I'm only teasing. Anyway...I can't help it. I don't want that...stuff on me any longer than I can help it. It's too gross."
Over the next hour or so—Twilight had long since lost track of time—eight more guards took turns with her. She'd completely stopped paying attention to what Celestia was doing. She noticed that other than the ones monopolizing her hands, she never had more than two guards having their way with her at a time. They had taken her vagina and mouth, and even her vagina and anus again, but never all three at once.
She was beginning to tire, and the guards knew it. At the moment, she was absently stroking two of them off while Emerald Blade and another young guard rubbed their members against the soles of her feet. She glanced over at Celestia, who lay on the floor, covered from head to toe in semen and panting heavily. "I think...we need another break," Twilight gasped out, even as she felt thick globs of semen squish between her toes. "Ew!"
"Sorry," Emerald Blade said sheepishly.
Celestia looked at the clock. "It's almost midnight," she said. She looked at Twilight, concern in her eyes. "Twilight, if...if you want to leave early, I understand. You've...you've been amazing tonight, and I believe you've had more than enough for your first time."
Twilight shook her head. "I think I'll stay," she said. "I do need to rest, though."
"No, she's right," Shining said. "I think you need to go now. Besides..." He grimaced. "It gets worse after midnight. A lot worse."
"Worse than this?" Twilight asked, wincing as she shifted. Her butt was very sore, and her vagina felt raw. She grimaced. "Uhh...actually, you're probably right. I don't think I can take any more."
Celestia smiled and rose gingerly to her feet. "Then I shall take my leave of you, my faithful student," she said. "Thank you for being here tonight, and sharing this with me. For sharing...everything with me."
Twilight smiled at the Princess, sitting up gingerly. She quickly wiped herself clean of semen with her magic, but decided to leave Celestia covered. "Um...I'll just go take a shower, then I'll be on my way..." She gathered up her clothes with her magic; they floated behind her, wrapped in a magenta aura, as she made her way to the Royal Bath.
* * * * *
A short while later, Twilight left the bath, clean and dressed, and made her way around the edge of the room. She paused to gawk for a moment when she realized that Celestia was hanging from the ceiling by her wrists, then shook her head and hurried to the door. *She got herself into that, she can get herself out of it. And I really don't want to know.*
In the corridor, she ran into Emerald Blade, who wore a suede tunic, canvas trousers, and leather boots. He smiled at her. "Walk you home?" he asked.
She smiled. "I'd like that," she said. "Umm...but no more...you know...tonight."
He nodded. "Yeah, I think we've had enough of that. Maybe we could have dinner together, talk for a while?"
"Dinner?" Twilight asked, tilting her head. "It's one in the morning."
Emerald Blade shrugged. "I don't know about you, but all that sex really worked up an appetite for me."
Twilight considered that, then nodded. "Yeah, now that you mention it, I could go for something to eat." She took his hand and interlaced her fingers with his as they walked together, leaning her head against his shoulder. "You know, I'm pretty sure this is the strangest way a girl has ever met her first boyfriend."
Emerald laughed. "Probably, yeah. Um...you mean it? You want me to be your...?"
Twilight looked at him, an eyebrow raised. "Well, I already know three very useful things about you. I like kissing you, I like the way you hold me, and I like having sex with you. I'm no expert on the subject, but I'm pretty sure that's a good way to begin a relationship." She frowned. "Are you sure you don't want to be back there at the...'Ceremony', though?"
Emerald shook his head. "The Princess has a whole lot of guys to keep her company the rest of the night. She doesn't need me." He stopped and looked her in the eyes, taking both her hands in his. "But I need you."
Twilight smiled and cooed softly. "That's so sweet," she said, pulling him in for a kiss. As they continued on their way, she asked, "So how do you feel about baby dragons...?"
* * * * *
Twilight, clad in a lavender nightgown, stood at the window of her tower apartment, watching the morning sun climb into the sky. Emerald had left after breakfast, with a promise to see her sometime later in the day.
"Did you sleep well, my faithful student?"
Twilight turned to see Celestia, once again in her brilliant white and gold regalia, standing behind her. She smiled lazily and nodded. "Uh-huh," she said. She grimaced. "I'm still a little sore from last night, though. If it's alright with you, I think I'm going to be lazy today and take a nice, long, hot bath."
Celestia laughed. "Please do." She looked around to make sure Spike wasn't in the room, then stepped closer and said quietly, "Thank you for last night. I hope...I hope you're not upset about me—"
"Tricking me into having my virginity taken by half the Royal Guard?" Twilight asked. "Let's just say I'll probably get even with you for that when you least expect it."
"Oh dear."
Twilight giggled. "But I do have you to thank for one thing. Meeting Emerald Blade." She smiled. "I think...he's perfect for me."
Celestia smiled. "I had a feeling you might hit it off with him. That's the only reason he was there, you know. Last night was his first time, too." She winked. "He's had a crush on you for months, but he was too shy to say anything, because of your reputation for being, well..."
"Unfriendly?" Twilight sighed. "Well...if that's what it took to get us together." She shrugged, then leaned against the windowsill. "Anyway, I..." She blushed. "If you wanted to invite me to the next Winter Solstice, I...I'll be there." She looked away. "I think...I think I'll be more prepared next time."
Celestia's face took on a faraway, almost sad look. "Right...the next Solstice."
"Is something wrong, Princess?"
Celestia shook herself. "Oh...nothing, Twilight." She smiled. "You have a good day. And congratulations on getting together with Emerald Blade." She hugged Twilight, then turned and left.
Outside, Celestia looked up through the stained glass skylight, seeing beyond the sky, beyond the stars. Seeing the moon, cold and lonely, a dark spread of shadows across its circumference forming the face of a screaming woman. She shivered.
Author's Note
I can't believe it took me a month to finish writing this. 
I hope it was enjoyable.
The awkwardness of the terminology in the orgy scene is due to the story being from Twilight's POV. She's a reserved virgin who doesn't really know any erotic language, so she's observing things from the only perspective she knows.
Emerald Blade may seem familiar to some readers. He's loosely based on Ferio from Magic Knight Rayearth.
There may be sequels to this one. I'm already thinking of one where Blueblood rapes Rarity at the Gala...maybe.
(The word 'night' not being capitalized in the title is an intentional, stylistic choice, not an error.)
