Not so much a closet, and not a skeleton... More like a basement.
The day was coming to an end. The sun sunk low against the horizon, painting the sky a dusky, amber color. Celestia rather enjoyed this time of day. It was calm and quiet, and during this time of year, the days were hot and the evenings cool. She felt a soft breeze play over her coat, cooling her down from the warm rays of sunlight still touching her face.
’The last of the sun I’m going to see until tomorrow…’
“Good evening, sister.” Luna appeared on the balcony behind her, and Celestia could hear the smile in her voice.
“Good evening to you as well, Luna.” Celestia replied, turning to face her counterpart with a muted smile of her own. “Did you sleep well?” ’She’s awfully beautiful in the sunlight…’ She couldn’t help the thought. Her eyes glided over Luna’s form quickly, taking in her curves.
“Like a foal.” Luna yawned widely, wiping the sleep from her eyes. “It’s going to be a cloudless night. Very beautiful. Would you like to join me stargazing?”
“I’m afraid not.” Celestia sighed, shaking her head. “I have some business to tend to.” ’Can’t let her find out.’
“Oh?” Luna blinked. “You almost never deny a chance to stargaze with me… What, might I ask, do you have planned?”
“Nothing really.” Celestia shrugged, glancing off the edge of the balcony. “It’s… Well, it’s kind of personal.” ’Too much. Please, Luna, don’t press this…’
“Oh. Okay…” Luna seemed downtrodden, hanging her head a little. “Shall we get started?”
“I’m sorry, Luna.” Celestia advanced to wrap her sister in a gentle hug. ’She’s so soft… I could do this for hours. No! Not with Luna!’ Luna returned the embrace reluctantly. Celestia could tell she wasn’t pleased to be without her presence for the evening, but this couldn’t wait anymore.
“It’s okay.” Luna shook her head. “I halfway expected you to have something planned this evening… I was just hoping you’d tell me what it was.”
“Hmm…” Celestia tapped her lower lip. “Well, I suppose I could tell you a little…” ’Careful, now… She can’t know the truth.’ “I’m going to go see a friend. Somepony I connected with during your absence.”
“Oh. That makes sense.” Luna smiled then. “Who are they?”
“Just a unicorn from Trottingham.” Celestia alluded. ’Not a unicorn… Though they easily could be. And I didn’t mean your absence to the moon, dear sister…’ “He’s a very good herbalist, and I have a question about a certain potion he and I have been exchanging notes about.”
“So you’ll be leaving Canterlot this evening?” Luna stepped up to the balcony, looking down at the darkening city.
“Indeed I will.” Celestia joined her little sister, looking down at the growing shadows. “But I’ll be back before the morning. You needn’t worry.” ’I know somepony else who ought to be worrying, though…’
“Alright then.” Luna smiled again. “Thank you for sharing with me. It means a lot.”
“I’m sorry, Luna.” Celestia nuzzled her sister’s mane. “I’ll be more open with you in the future. I promise.”
“You’d better be.” Luna teased, nudging her playfully. “And I expect you to make it up to me.”
“Next week, then.” Celestia chuckled. “We’ll map Scorpio.”
“Really?!” Luna perked up, glee dancing in her eyes. “You promise?!”
“I promise.” Celestia laid a hoof over her own heart. Luna gave a clipped cry of joy as she flung her hooves around Celestia’s neck, squeezing her tight. They embraced for a few short moments. ’Not too long… I’m on the cusp as-is… I don’t want to do this now. Not with her.’ Luna pulled away, positively dancing with excitement. Celestia chuckled and nodded towards the horizon.
“Let’s begin.”
“Yes, let’s!” Together, she and Luna turned back-to-back, facing opposite horizons. Celestia guided the sun down beneath the mountains, and Luna pulled the moon up. The mantle of night swept across the sky, chasing away the purple and amber until nothing but black, starry calmness remained. The stars twinkled and winked, as if they themselves were dancing with happiness. The moon was three-quarters large that night, casting the whole of Canterlot in a milky, ephemeral light.
“I’ll be off, Luna.” Celestia smiled at her sister once more, spreading her wings. “See you in the morning?”
“I’ll see you then. Good night, sister.”
“Good night, Luna. I leave Canterlot in your capable hooves.” With that, Celestia was off, wheeling towards the north and Trottingham. The night air rippled over her coat, coursing along her flanks and through her wings. Celestia relished in the simple pleasures of flight, letting the headlong northern rush distract her thoughts.
Not for very long, though. As Trottingham loomed on the horizon, Celestia’s mind was once more occupied with devious thoughts. ’How long has it been? Two months? Three? The poor thing is probably starved by now… Ooh, I’ve missed her. And Luna was awfully insistent this evening. I’m glad I managed to give her the slip, even if it meant lying to her…’ Celestia cast a look over her wings at the empty sky behind her, satisfied nopony was following. She banked around the city, aiming for the Western edge, and a dimly-lit building balcony. She flapped to slow her decent and landed soundlessly on her hooves.
Seemingly from nowhere, a cloak appeared and she swung it around herself, fastening it tight around her throat. To anypony else, she would appear to be just another unicorn, albeit a little large. Still, ponies in Trottingham seldom confronted strangers wearing cloaks. She was as good as anonymous. She slipped inside the building, hearing sounds of music and merrymaking from downstairs. She slipped down the stairs slowly, looking out over the ground floor of a bustling tavern. Ponies were laughing and talking amongst themselves, singing songs and ordering more drinks. Celestia gave a soft smile and slipped past them, towards a locked door. With a quick glimmer of magic, the lock popped off and she slipped inside.
“Good evening, Princess.” A guard pony stood inside the door, smiling warmly at her. Celestia lowered the hood of her cloak and offered the guard a smile.
“How is she?”
“Complacent, for once. She doesn’t argue or fret anymore. She’s been asking for you, though.”
“Oh has she?” Celestia smiled softly, loosening the clasp of her cloak. ’I might just see a turnaround in her tonight… Still, it took her too long. I’ll definitely have to punish her for it.’ “That’s good… Anything else to report?”
“Aside from that, she’s quiet. A little eerie, to be honest, but nothing to worry about.” The guard gestured across the small room towards yet another door. “Shall we?”
“Indeed. Oh, and we’re not to be bothered. Not by anypony.”
“I already had the owner pull the only cask of ale he’d need tonight out. Nopony gets through these doors, not without my say-so.” The guard shuffled around with his saddlebags, withdrawing a small key. Celestia’s horn glowed as she pulled her own key from her cloak. Together, the two of them pushed aside false stones in the wall and inserted their keys. “In three. Two. One. Go.” Both keys turned, and the door popped open, swinging to reveal a dimly-lit, musty stairwell.
“Thank you, Flash Sentry.” Celestia smiled at the guard, passing off her cloak. “I’ll return in the morning.”
“See you then, Princess.” Flash Sentry bowed low, a slight smirk on his face. Of all the ponies in Equestria, only he and perhaps one other knew of her dalliance. Celestia’s face was a mixture of excitement and apprehension as she descended the stairwell into the darkness. Previous encounters with this particular prisoner had been precarious, if a little pleasurable. She was a devious little creature, and could do some rather intriguing things given the proper window of opportunity. Celestia had endeavored to give her as many chances as possible, without making it easy for her quarry to escape. Thus far, she’d been successful.
Then again, Celestia wasn’t entirely sure she wanted this particular ‘pony’ escaping anyways. Or if they wanted to escape.
’Alright, let’s see what you’ve got for me tonight.’ Celestia set her face in stone as she reached the bottom of the stairwell, where another solitary door met her. Cautiously, Celestia opened the lock with her magic, and pushed the door open.
“Sister!” Luna gasped, dashing forwards. Celestia frowned intently as her younger sister threw herself to the floor at her hooves, groveling pathetically. The room smelled of stale mildew and looked about as appeasing as any underground chamber would be. Seeing Luna here came as a bit of a shock, but Celestia just frowned down at the pathetic display. “She’s escaped! The other one, it’s her! The other one! She put me here and-“
“Cut the act, Chrysalis.” Celestia’s horn glowed with a quick flash of brilliant, blinding light. Luna cried out as she was flung backwards, flying across the length of the underground room until her back impacted the far wall. She grunted with the impact, her teeth already clenched. Celestia stepped inside and shut the door behind her, locking it from within. Only her magic could get them out. Only her magic could get anypony in.
“That was rather clever, my little pet.” Celestia sighed as she slowly advanced on Luna, still gasping as Celestia’s magic kept her plastered against the wall, almost as if the weight of a million suns was holding her there. “My love for Luna is rather strong… If you’d have tried to attack me while disguised as her, you might have stood a chance. But groveling? Please…” Celestia finally closed the gap between them. Luna’s wide, fearful eyes were fixed on Celestia as she raised a hoof, cupping her sister’s chin softly.
“The real Luna would never stoop so far…”
“P-please…” Luna whimpered. “S-stop.”
“Hmm… I’ve heard your behavior has improved. Tell you what.” Celestia pushed Luna’s head to the side, exposing her neck. She leaned in and inhaled deep the scent… ’She even smells like Luna. If I hadn’t just said goodbye to her half an hour ago, I might have believed her…’ “You play nice,” Celestia’s breath washed over Luna’s neck, teasing the fine hairs of her coat. “And I’ll let you down.”
“O-okay! Okay!”
“I said play nice,” Celestia leaned forwards, her lips brushing the faintest of touches across Luna’s neck. “And that means change.”
“Okay!” With a flash of green flame, Luna disappeared, replaced instead by none other than Chrysalis, Queen of the Changelings.
“Good girl.” Celestia smiled, her horn ceasing its glow. Chrysalis groaned as the weight was released, and she sagged off of the wall. Celestia caught her in her magic, setting the hole-filled pony-esque creature on her hooves. “Did you miss me?” Chrysalis shot her an evil look, one filled with such vehemence and rage Celestia almost thought she’d try to attack her once more. She didn’t, and instead a blush worked its way onto her black cheeks.
“Y-yes…”
“Yes, what?” Celestia’s hoof shot out, wrenching Chrysalis’ face around to hers, so they could look at one another eye-to-eye.
“Yes, Mistress!” Chrysalis gasped, falling to her haunches. “I’m sorry!”
“Hmm. Keep making mistakes like that and you will be.” Celestia growled, releasing Chrysalis’ chin. “Go, sit in your corner.” She dismissed the queen with a simple gesture. Chrysalis jumped to obey, scrambling over the cobblestone floor to her corner, where a small bed was the only adornment. Celestia followed her with a glare until she sat down on her threadbare covers obediently, looking at Celestia for her next command. Celestia stared her down for a long while before giving a soft sigh.
“Why must you always try to attack me when I come in?” She sat on her own haunches, her hooves lifting into her mane. She began shuffling the ephemeral strands back off of her forehead and neck, bunching them together along the length of her spine. Chrysalis’ throat pulsed as she watched Celestia wrangle her hair into a tight ponytail, keeping all of the floating, wispy strands off of her neck and face.
“I… I…”
“I, what, Chrysalis?” Celestia finished tying her mane back with a few small elastic bands summoned from seemingly nowhere. When she lowered her hooves again, her mane was tight and flowed down her back, rather than around her face. “Answer the question.”
“I don’t know.” Chrysalis blushed. “I just… I don’t know… It’s like instinct. I just have to try…”
“Hmm.” Celestia tapped a hoof on the cold stone for a few moments before nodding towards the far end of the room. “Come on, then… I’ll bet you’re hungry.”
“Oh, yes!” Chrysalis beamed and jumped to follow Celestia’s motion, bouncing on her hooves at a seemingly normal portion of the wall. Celestia rolled her eyes and stepped forwards, her horn already glowing. This doorway was different from the first and concealed behind two spells. One was an illusion to keep Chrysalis from seeing its location, and the other was a locking spell to keep her out should she discover where Celestia had moved it after their last session. She had apparently found it, but was unable to open it. When Celestia’s horn glowed once more, the brick wall wavered in place before dissipating entirely. She cast one more spell and unlocked the mechanism of the door, smiling as it swung inwards.
Chrysalis skipped inside happily. ’She’s almost like a puppy in some regards… Always eager to be fed… Then again, it’s been a long while since my last visit. She’s probably starved.’
Chrysalis knew where she needed to be. This new room Celestia had revealed to them was expansive and very well-appointed. Lush red carpets cushioned their hoof-falls, feeling soft and poofy under their steps. Celestia inhaled the scents deeply, smelling mahogany and candles. The room sported several large sofas in one corner, all facing out into the room. To either side of that corner, the walls were bedecked with erotic paintings and pictures, many of them of two mares engaged in various acts of copulation.
Everywhere else on the walls, there were periodic iron rungs. Several hung from the ceiling as well, and almost all of them had seen use. On the far wall was the only other door to this room, where the bathroom waited. It was a combination cleaning room and bath house, a place for Celestia and Chrysalis to clean after their little endeavors. The rest of this room, however, seemed to serve one purpose and one purpose only:
Domination.
And as Celestia passed Chrysalis’ spot in the middle of the floor, it was very clear who was dominating whom.
“How long has it been?” Celestia inquired, approaching one of the few dressers against the walls. There were two beds and a few other pieces of equipment sitting about the room, but she always began here, at this dresser.
“Two months and eighteen days.” Chrysalis responded automatically.
“Been counting, have we?”
“I… Yes, Mistress.”
“Good.” Celestia pulled open a drawer and smiled at the garment inside. “Good…” Chrysalis gave a soft whimper as Celestia pulled the harness out, turning to face her charge. “Would you like me to wear this one tonight? Or the blue one?”
“I like that one, Mistress.” Chrysalis nodded enthusiastically. “Red suits you.”
“Funny you should say that,” Celestia shook her head and began undoing the clasps and zippers of the intricate outfit. “I like red myself… It’s the color of passion, you know.”
“I like it, Mistress.” Chrysalis mewled. “I like it a lot.”
“I’m sure you do, my little pet… I’m sure you do…” Celestia finally opened the outfit enough for her to step into it, starting with her forelegs. Four long sleeves were to cover all of her legs, all of them attached to a tight-fitting breastplate that hugged her every curve as intimately as anything. All of it was secured tight with belt buckles, straps, zippers, a stray button or two, and one particularly nasty hook clasp in the small of her back.
When she slipped into it, she felt tight. The sleeves squeaked a little but hugged all of her legs tightly, making her every move feel precise and calculated. She was very aware of the movements of her legs, and would usually walk slow to relish the whip-tight feel of every step. She finished securing everything and took a few small steps forwards, making sure everything fit as well as it ought to have.
“There we go, that’s much better, isn’t it?”
“Yes, Mistress!” Chrysalis nodded eagerly. She looked about ready to burst, and was squirming on her spot in the middle of the room. Celestia took a few more small steps forwards until she was just out of reach of Chrysalis. The queen was quivering with anticipation.
’Just like a dog, being told to hold for a treat… She’s so damned cute.’
“Come here, Chrysalis.” Celestia opened her forelegs. “You have my permission to feed.”
“Thank you, Mistress!” Chrysalis veritably rushed into her embrace. Celestia chuckled as the queen collapsed against her, her face buried into the joint of her neck. A sense of warmth flooded Celestia then, not unlike standing under the full sun after spending a chilly day indoors. She basked in it, soaking up every little molecule of affection Chrysalis bestowed upon her.
Most everypony thought Chrysalis had been banished in her attack on Canterlot during Shining Armor’s wedding two years ago. But Celestia knew better. She had had the queen of the changelings tracked down by an expert. A friend of hers among the guard. He had since retired to a comfortable lifestyle in Horseshoe Bay, but he had done his job. It took him a few months, but he had found Chrysalis nursing her broken pride and trying to re-assemble her horde in Baltimare. He rooted her out expertly. Since then, Celestia had had the queen under close guard in this rather discreet and secured location in Trottingham.
That guard pony, and the other pony she had assigned to watch this place were the only two in all of Equestria who had an inkling what it was she did down here. Flash Sentry’s previous assignment in the Crystal Empire had been too distracting for him. He was beginning to grow eyes for ponies that ought not to be eyed, so she had him moved here, with the promise of a very large addition to his retirement fund. Money, it seemed, could fix most anypony’s rampaging hormones, as long as there was a barmare somewhere nearby to plow now and then.
For two whole years, Flash Sentry had stood guard of this chamber, sleeping only about six hours a day and spending another four resting or relaxing. It was a good assignment; much better than some of the others Celestia could think of for him. And besides, Flash Sentry knew how to keep his mouth shut. Should anypony discover her little secret, Celestia might not be revered as she was.
Everypony has their secrets. But the secrets of princesses were the sort that could ruin kingdoms. Celestia wasn’t about to give up her reign just because somepony had discovered she was using the Queen of the Changelings as her personal fuck toy.
It was actually a rather beneficial arrangement. Chrysalis had fought and screamed and hollered for the first few weeks, but Celestia soon discovered that isolation was one of the worst things for a changeling. Chrysalis had began to weaken without any love, so Celestia had indulged. Just once. And she had felt the same thing she felt now. It was actually kind of nice. She knew Chrysalis was taking her power, making some of it her own. But it was either this, or Chrysalis would likely perish…
Given how fun the shape-shifting little minx could be, Celestia had opted to keep her alive with minute amounts of love, spread out a few weeks at a time. Chrysalis was now feeding, regaining what strength she had lost over the past two weeks, and in her feeble attempt at escaping. Celestia was rather certain Chrysalis didn’t really want to escape, though…
Probably because there was plenty of fun to be had in the room next door. All Chrysalis had to do was behave. And behave she did, whether or not she wanted to. The nights she didn’t were actually kind of fun. Celestia hoped her charge would be a little frisky tonight. She wanted to blow off some steam.
Sadly, Chrysalis didn’t seem to be in the mood to dispute Celestia’s authority. She was content to suckle at Celestia’s power, regaining her strength. When Celestia decided she’d had enough, she pushed the queen away firmly.
“That’s enough, my pet. After all, we have a different kind of ‘love’ to be feeding you.”
“Yes, Mistress.” Chrysalis licked her lips, as if she had just taken a long drink of something sweet. Celestia watched that cute, pink little thing slide over her black lips, leaving behind a shining trail of saliva.
’Oh you’d better warm that tongue up, missy… I plan on having you use it well tonight.’ “This way, my pet.” Celestia beckoned Chrysalis to follow, leading her over to the massive four-poster bed. Celestia hopped up onto it and sunk down to her haunches, her rear legs hanging over the edge. “You know what to do.”
“Yes, Mistress.” Chrysalis licked her lips again, her cheeks still flushed as she sunk down to her stomach. She crawled forwards ’Just like a dog,’ until her lips pressed the very edge of Celestia’s rear left hoof. “May I?”
“You have my permission, slave.” Celestia lifted her hoof to Chrysalis’ mouth. “Start licking.”
“Aahn~” Chrysalis’ tongue spilled out of her mouth, and she dragged it sloppily around the edge of Celestia’s latex-clad hoof. Her drool dripped onto the floor, impacting the carpet in several shiny, dark spots. Celestia could hardly feel the pressure of Chrysalis’ tongue through the sleeves of her outfit, but the slight changes in pressure were shiver-inducing when she did feel them. Chrysalis was learning well. It had taken many weeks and many whippings to condition her. She had been reluctant at the start, but then again, they always were.
When Chrysalis had learned to open herself up, to break herself down and let somepony else take the reins – literally and figuratively; she truly began to enjoy herself. Now, her tongue was moving up over the joint of Celestia’s knee, teasing the edge of her thigh.
“Keep going, my pet.” Celestia cooed, reaching a hoof down to stroke Chrysalis’ mane. “It’s been some time, and I’ll not be kept waiting by your sluggish tongue.”
“Yeh, Mistrehh…” Chrysalis panted against her thigh, her tongue travelling higher. Celestia obligingly opened her legs, just enough that Chrysalis could fit her muzzle between them, but not enough that she could get very far without pressing hard. Chrysalis caught on and began pressing further, burying her face into Celestia’s crotch.
“There you go,” Celestia moaned, closing her eyes as her hoof helped pull Chrysalis deeper. “Keep going…” Chrysalis gave a muffled sound as she pushed forwards, her tongue probing the very hem of the leggings. She was so close, and yet so far…
“Come on, slave,” Celestia growled, closing her thighs on Chrysalis’ face. “You can do better…”
“Hmmnf!” Chrysalis gave a muffled moan as her head was squeezed, but Celestia didn’t give in. She kept the same amount of pressure, forcing Chrysalis to press harder to get what she wanted.
“More,” Celestia cooed, squeezing a little more… “Push harder,” She could feel Chrysalis begin to squirm between her thighs. “Keep going…”
“HMM!” Chrysalis tried to pull away, to get a breath. Celestia’s legs snapped open, and Chrysalis pulled back with an explosive breath. Celestia gave her about a half a second before her horn glowed. “Haah-OHMPH!”
“THERE we go.” Celestia plastered Chrysalis’ mouth against her aching marehood, smiling as her slave’s tongue immediately set to work. “How much have you missed this, dear Chryssi? How much have you wanted to lick your master’s pussy? Hmm?” Celestia’s hoof stroked Chrysalis’ mane, even as her magic kept the queen locked against her dripping cunt. Of course she couldn’t answer. Her mouth was full of slippery, delicious flesh.
“Come on, come on…” Celestia teased, pulling Chrysalis harder against her crotch. “Tell me, Chrysalis. Tell me how much you’ve missed this.” She flexed her core muscles, squeezing Chrysalis’ tongue.
“Hhmn~ hahmn!” Chrysalis tried to pull back, to get a word in, but of course she couldn’t.
“Oh come now,” Celestia crooned, flexing again. “You can tell me… Just spit the words out. Come on.”
“Pwah! Hah!” Chrysalis reared back, Celestia’s magic having given her about two inches to work with. Her hot, musky breath washed over Celestia’s midsection, pulsing hot and heavy against her core. “I mithhed ih alohh!” She managed to gasp. Celestia grinned and shoved her back in, wiggling her hips a little atop the bedspread.
“Show me, then. How me how much you missed your master.”
Chrysalis did not disappoint. Her tongue was like a different being against Celestia, the way it pulsed and writhed as if it had a mind of its own. Soon enough, Celestia was writhing and panting atop the sheets, her pussy dribbling pre-cum all over her tail and Chrysalis’ chin. “Ahn!” She panted, throwing her head back. “Right there! Show me more! Fuck me with your tongue! AHN!” Celestia cried out…
And gave Chrysalis her love.
“Hahmn, nom…” Chrysalis lapped at Celestia’s pulsating gash, drinking in all of the fluid she oozed. ’Hungry, just like a dog. A bitch.’ Celestia smirked down at Chrysalis in her mid-orgasmic bliss, taking extreme pleasure in watching the queen lap up her cum.
“Oh, it’s been far, far too long, my little pet…” Celestia cooed, stroking Chrysalis’ mane eagerly. “How’s your tongue?”
“F-fihh, Mihhwehh…” Chrysalis licked her glistening lips eagerly, trying to get every last drop of cum. She must have been ravenous, as her half-lidded eyes were begging for some relief of her own.
“Your tongue isn’t fine, you silly little thing.” Celestia’ horn glowed, easily picking Chrysalis up. “Come, let’s give that poor thing a rest…”
“Aah!” Chrysalis was lifted up and over the bed, then flipped onto her back. Celestia loomed over her, both hooves impacting Chrysalis’ stomach, driving her down into the silky sheets.
“Don’t move, Chrysalis… If your hooves get in the way, I can’t say what I’ll do. Clear?”
“Uh huhn!” Chrysalis’s cheeks were crimson. She was blushing so badly. Celestia loomed over her, both hooves still planted firmly on the queen’s stomach.
“Well?” Celestia kneaded her hooves roughly, drawing a whimper from Chrysalis. “What are you waiting for? Open your legs.”
“Mm!” Chrysalis slowly spread herself apart, revealing her own glistening, pink fuckhole to Celestia.
“Oh, my, my, my!” Celestia teased, slowly working her way down Chrysalis’ body. “Look at it, you’re wet already… Did you enjoy licking me, my little slave?” Celestia inhaled the musky scent of arousal. It was feminine and heady, cutting straight to the back of her throat. Pungent. She loved this smell. And it would taste twice as good as it smelled. She licked the joint of Chrysalis’ thigh, teasing her pulsing hole.
“Uh huhn!” Chrysalis responded, nodding her head eagerly.
“How much, I wonder? Show me, Chrysalis. Show me how much you love licking me…” Celestia adjusted herself, spinning halfway around so her haunches hovered over Chrysalis’ panting mouth. She dove in just as Chrysalis leaned up, their tongues simultaneously setting in on one another.
’Oh, it’s been far, FAR too long since I’ve had this…’ Celestia thought as she began massaging Chrysalis’ winking, swollen clitoris. ’I could cum buckets…’
“Haahn!” Chrysalis cried out, her back arching underneath Celestia. With a quick flash from her horn, Celestia bound Chrysalis’ hips to the bed, keeping her plastered in place.
“No moving,” She growled between licks. “You know better than that.”
“Y-yeth, mihhwess!” Chrysalis panted, setting back to her task eagerly. Celestia shivered as pleasure coursed through her once more, product of Chrysalis’ eager licking. Her leggings were getting drenched with arousal, and her tail had certainly seen better days. They would most definitely require a trip to the bathing room to clean up after this.
’I hope she’s ready,’ Celestia began flicking Chrysalis’ clitoris, fast enough to elicit sloppy, wet noises from her. ’I’m not gonna stop until she’s dry.’
“Cum for me, slave.” Celestia commanded, her horn glowing ever-brighter as she began using magic to manipulate her slave’s clitoris. “Don’t hold back.”
“AUGHN!” Chrysalis cried out, her hips pulsing as best they could under the hold of her previous spell. She gushed a thin stream of fluid straight up into Celestia’s mouth, flooding her senses with the musky, vile taste.
“Oh Chryssi…” Celestia moaned, drooling and dripping liquid from her soaked jowls. “Look at the mess you’ve made…” Celestia walked backwards until she was standing over Chrysalis, her muzzle dripping onto the queen’s neck. “Clean it. You know how.”
Chrysalis wasted no time in licking Celestia’s neck and chin, cleaning her free of all the cum, but getting her just as sloppy with saliva. Only once Chrysalis had cleaned her entire muzzle did Celestia open her mouth, granting Chrysalis the privilege of licking the inside of her mouth.
“Hmm, your tongue tastes delicious, Chrysalis.” Celestia teased, licking her lips once her charge had finished. She could tell the queen’s tongue was numb by now. She was drooling helplessly. “Let me see it.”
“Aah.” Chrysalis pushed her abused tongue out, moaning softly. Celestia leaned into suck her tongue into her own mouth, gnawing and sucking on it like a lollipop. Chrysalis whimpered and moaned as Celestia worked her tongue to exhaustion, sucking, pulling, nibbling, and tugging on it. By the time she was finished, Chrysalis’ tongue was completely useless.
“Good… Now you won’t have any backtalk tonight. We can go ahead and put this in.” Celestia’s horn glowed dimly as she drew open a dresser drawer and pulled out a ball gag. Chrysalis didn’t resist a bit as Celestia shoved it between her teeth, fastening the belt through one of the holes in the queen’s neck. Chrysalis gnawed on her gag, breathing heavily through her nose.
“Hmm… Good. Good. Now that you can’t talk, I can’t hear you say no…” A look of fear crossed Chrysalis’ face, but she couldn’t do anything but write. Celestia’s horn glowed once more as another drawer opened in another dresser. “Here we are,” She teased, waving the new acquisition in front of Chrysalis’ face. “You don’t look like you’re that excited for them, though. Oop!” Chrysalis’ hooves shot up to Celestia’s flanks, trying to push her off.
“None of that now,” Celestia chuckled as she dropped her hips, grinding her wet cunt against the spit-stained ball gag. “This’ll happen whether you want it to or not… Best to just relax and enjoy it. Aahmph.” Celestia pulled the anal beads into her mouth, working her tongue against them until they were soaked with her spit.
“Pwah. There we go. Nice and slippery for you. Aah, hey.” Celestia frowned as Chrysalis continued to bat at her helplessly with her hooves. “Stop that. You know what? Fine.” She tossed the anal beads aside, her hips lifting enough to give Chrysalis clearance. The queen screamed into her ball gag as Celestia’s magic wrapped around her, yanking her off of the bed and onto the floor.
“I was hoping you’d behave tonight,” Celestia sighed down at Chrysalis. “Clearly not the case. Now you’re gonna make me tie you up.”
“HMMN!” Chrysalis screamed again, writhing on the floor. But she didn’t run. Celestia could see it in her eyes. She was either putting on a show for her benefit, or was asking for a punishment. Either way, Celestia couldn’t be having it. A long length of rope came from another dresser drawer, and she shoved Chrysalis over towards a low-set iron rung on the wall.
“Try and do something nice for you,” Celestia shook her head as she undid the knots and picked Chrysalis up onto her hooves in one motion. “And look at how you repay me. Naughty little girl… Aah, sit still. You don’t want me tying this improperly.” Chrysalis’s forelegs collapsed under the weight of Celestia’s magic, and it was around the joint of her knee that the first knots were tied. Celestia passed the rope through the rung until it was halfway through, leaving two even lengths to work with. After tying Chrysalis’ knees so she couldn’t rise up on her forelegs, she passed the last two thirds of rope through a higher rung, and then down to the base of Chrysalis’ tail. Chrysalis panted as her tail was bound tight, keeping it up and off of her squishy bits. She couldn’t sit down, but was forced to keep her rear legs standing.
“Aah, such a pretty sight.” Celestia breathed against Chrysalis’ pulsing cunt and asshole. “You know you want it, Chryssi… Just sit back and enjoy yourself.” Celestia worked her tongue in her mouth to loosen it up, getting enough saliva for what she wanted to do. Chrysalis panted and moaned, her eyes screwing up in concentration as it happened.
“Aah…” Celestia drooled against Chrysalis’ asshole, dripping a prodigious amount of saliva over her tight pucker. Her muscles flexed, causing the ridged ring to pulse against Celestia’s tongue. Some of her spit dripped down to join the other juices flowing from Chrysalis’ hot gash, but most of it seeped into and around her anus.
“Hmm, tasty.” Celestia licked her lips teasingly, smiling down at the indisposed queen. “Sit tight, love. I’ll be right back.” She padded away, taking her sweet time in retrieving the anal beads from where she had dropped them in the sheets. She popped them into her mouth once more upon finding them, smiling down at Chrysalis on her way back over.
“Relax, darling.” Celestia cooed, spinning the beads in a slow circle. “It’ll feel good if you do.”
“HMMN!” Chrysalis gave one last complaint before it happened.
“One,” Celestia counted as she popped the first bead into Chrysalis’ tight asshole. “Two,”
“Hnn!” Chrysalis whimpered, her eyes clenched shut.
“Three…” She could feel the tension on the string holding them together. Chrysalis was flexed tight around them. “Four… Good girl.”
“Hnn…” Chrysalis had resigned herself, a blush across her cheeks as she sagged onto the floor. Her tail tightened, the rope doing its job of keeping her on her hind hooves, but unable to stand on her rear ones.
“And the last one… Number five.” Celestia popped the last one in, holding it there with her hoof as Chrysalis adjusted. A slender string with a ring attached at the end was all that dangled out of her charges’ cute little anus. She tied it of around the base of her tail as well, so that they wouldn’t be lost if Chrysalis managed to flex them out at all.
“You look so tasty there, my love…” Celestia massaged Chrysalis’ flanks tenderly, watching her anus and vagina pulse and flex lewdly. “I think I’ll have a taste… Haah-omph.” She opened her mouth, taking all of Chrysalis’ crotch into her muzzle. She licked everything, from her pulsating anus to her dripping cunt, alternating between flicking her clitoris, probing her insides, and teasing her tail-hole. She licked like that for a long time, losing track of the number of times Chrysalis came. Only when the fires in Celestia’s stomach couldn’t be ignored any longer did she stand up.
“Heh, sit tight.” She teased, wiping a hoof across her cum-and-spit flecked muzzle. “I’ll be right back.” She took her sweet time retrieving the next toy, a double-ended dildo with a few blissful vibration settings. One end slipped firmly into her aching cunt, filling her walls quite nicely. The other half dangled lewdly between her legs as she waltzed over to Chrysalis’ spot.
“Aah, you look so fuckable,” Celestia lifted a hoof to stroke her fake phallus evocatively. “I could do this for hours. But let’s just go for ten minutes. Sound good to you?”
Chrysalis couldn’t even manage a moan anymore. Her half-lidded, lusty gaze said all Celestia needed to know. She planted her hooves on the base of Chrysalis’ spine, lifted herself up, and slid in…
“Oooohh, that’s nice…” She moaned, rolling her head in a circle. Her braided mane cascaded over her neck as she sighed contentedly, testing out Chrysalis’ capacity. The dildo slipped further into herself as well, teasing her own depths with the promise of delight. When she pulled out, she set it on the first vibration setting, just barely enough to be felt. The humming couldn’t even be heard over the sound of her own breathy panting and Chrysalis’ nasal-y exhalations.
Not until the fourth thrust, when she bumped it up again. ’vvvvv’ The soft vibration could be heard if she stood still, and she could certainly feel it now.
’But it’s not enough. Never enough. I need more.’ Celestia grunted as she drove the shaft as deep as it would go into Chrysalis, bottoming out when her clitoris impacted Chrysalis’ cooch, between her delightful fuckhole and her twitching anus. Celestia broke out in a thin sheen of sweat as she began thrusting harder into Chrysalis. Another level on the vibrator reached her ears as she threw her head back.
“AHN! YES!” She cried out, panting hard enough that her tongue spilled out of her mouth. Chrysalis flexed around the shaft, pushing Celestia’s end up against something inside of her.
’There! RIGHT THERE!’
“OH FUCK ME, YES!” Celestia cried out, drooling down her front. “RIGHT THERE! DO IT AGAIN!”
Bam.
Like a thunderbolt. Celestia slapped her hips into Chrysalis’, the impact shoving the queen’s haunches up against the wall. She was bent over completely forwards now, even as Celestia squirted around the dildo inside of her. When she pulled away, her half slid out, and she dribbled her feminine cum directly onto Chrysalis’ gagged face.
“Oooooooohh-hoo-hoo… That was good.” Celestia slowly pulled away, letting Chrysalis come back down on her rear legs. Her chest and face were matted with cum, and her cheeks flushed. The dildo still rested inside of her, buzzing happily.
“Hmm… That looks awfully tasty,” Celestia mused, nudging the dangling end of the double-ender with her hoof. “Here we go…” She flicked the vibrations off and pulled the tip into her mouth, moaning faintly at the musky taste of her own cum on the plastic shaft. Chrysalis moaned as well, her eyes closing as Celestia began to pull and push the dildo into and out of her with her own mouth.
“Hmm~” Chrysalis moaned, her walls flexing spasmodically.
“Gonna cum?” Celestia asked, popping the dildo out with a spray of saliva. Chrysalis nodded against the floor, pleading back at Celestia with her eyes. “You have my permission to cum, slave.” She resumed mouth-fucking the queen, driving the dildo into her dripping cunt with expert precision. Chrysalis inhaled sharply through her nose as Celestia nailed her G-spot with several quick thrusts, eliciting another wet, dripping orgasm from the queen. The air began to fill with the scent of feminine ejaculate, further inundating Celestia’s need for orgasm.
“Enough.” Celestia spat the dildo out, her dripping jowls spread in a grin. Her horn glowed brilliantly as she snipped the ropes binding Chrysalis. “I’ll have you MY way.”
“Pwuaah!” Chrysalis spit the ball gag out as Celestia unbuckled it, tossing the saliva-soaked utensil behind. “M-mistress, I- OHMPH!”
“Lick it.” Celestia shoved her crotch into Chrysalis’ face, driving her head down onto the carpeted floor with her weight. “And don’t you dare. Fucking. Stop.”
“Ahmn~” Chrysalis set in on her task, licking dutifully. Celestia arched her back, moving her hips in time with the serpentine undulations of the queen’s tongue inside of her. Chrysalis could hit all the right spots properly, and Celestia loved the feeling of her slave’s nose pressed into her clitoris. She rode Chrysalis’ face nice and hard until the rampaging fire in her cunt exploded in a miniature waterfall of musky, heady cum. Chrysalis greedily lapped as much as she could, but a fair amount of it spattered across her cheeks and onto the already-darkened carpet below.
“Oh yes!” Celestia moaned, dropping her hips once more. “Make me cum again!” She rode harder, depriving Chrysalis valuable air. Not that it mattered; changelings didn’t technically need it to survive. They just needed love. Celestia was giving Chrysalis plenty of it, if her dripping cunt was any indication.
“Gonna cum!” She panted, grinding harder against Chrysalis’ face. “Gonna cum! Gonna cum! GONNA CUM! GONNA- HNN!”
“PWAH!” Chrysalis couldn’t possibly hope to drink that much cum. Celestia squatted over her face, completely soaking her with a massive orgasm. She lazily tongued the air, almost as if she were still licking her master, but all she caught was a thick stream of cum that matted her mane, forced her to close her eyes, and nearly gagged her.
“F-fuck me…” Celestia panted, grinning down at Chrysalis with a flushed expression. “That was good, my little pet… Haah, I might just… Reward you… For your good work today…”
“Yehth mihhthweth…”
“Hmm~ come, pet… Let’s get cleaned up. Aah.” Celestia batted Chrysalis’ hooves away as they dove between her own legs. “You leave those beads in. They’ll come out when I say so.”
“Mm.” Chrysalis nodded her acquiescence, even as they both got to their hooves and made for the bathroom. Celestia didn’t even bother removing her outfit, she just started a cool shower and stepped into it, beckoning Chrysalis in with her.
“The clasps, slave.”
“Mmhmm.” Chrysalis’ tongue was probably as good as paralyzed by then. Celestia just chuckled and let her slave undo the clasps and hooks of her intricate outfit, slowly peeling each piece off under the soothing stream of cool water. Latex tended to chafe and irritate in the most sensitive of places. Thankfully, Celestia never wore any undergarments that would hurt her in places that ought not to be hurt. All the while, she watched Chrysalis, catching glimpses of the tiny string still tied to her tail, the business end disappearing into her anus.
At long last, Celestia was free of the cursed outfit. It was nice to put on and wear, but prolonged use – especially the sweaty kind – tended to make her resent ever acquiring the damnable thing. She’d have to clean and maintain it after this. But for now, she could enjoy a cool shower with her love slave.
“Come here,” Celestia beckoned Chrysalis close. The queen tucked up under her wing lovingly, nuzzling Celestia’s neck. She rather liked just holding Chrysalis like this. When she was cooperative, that is… There were times when she could be downright bitchy to deal with. Tonight was, very thankfully, not one of those nights.
However, when they stepped out of the shower and dried off, there was a surprise waiting for them in the main room. Both Celestia and Chrysalis stopped dead in their tracks.
“Luna. What are you-“
“Come now, Celestia.” Luna grinned at the two of them, sounding cool and easy. “You really think I’d let you fly off to Trottingham for the umpteenth time in two years without tailing you just once?”
“You didn’t! I checked-“
“Celestia, please…” Luna chuckled. “It was almost a full moon tonight. My powers were much more potent than other times you’d chosen to visit…” Luna looked between the two of them, her lips still curled in a devious grin. “So this is your apothecary friend?”
“Flash Sentry… The guard… How did you get past him?” Celestia was in disbelief. Was this really Luna before her, or a trick played by Chrysalis? No… There was a signature aura about her. This was her little sister, all right. ’How in the blue blazes-‘
“You really think a mere pegasus could resist me?” Luna teased, licking her lips. “You might have me beat at cunnilingus, but my fellatio is unsurpassed in all the kingdom, dear sister.” Luna stepped forwards, hefting the same double-ended dildo they had been using not fifteen minutes prior. She licked the long shaft, from one tip to the other, groaning at the taste. “Hmm… Tell me, dear sister…” Luna reared up, sliding the dildo into her marehood with ease. “Can your little ‘slave’ handle some ‘love’ from a second princess?”
Chrysalis whimpered.
Author's Note
WRITTEN ON REQUEST FOR THE PRINCESS RARITY.
FIRST REQUEST OF THE SECOND BLOCK. MUSTARD DELIVERS YET AGAIN!
