Celestia's Relaxing Vacation

The crystal in the cave made teleportation difficult, so Celestia wheeled her collection in on a small wagon. Looking about, she found Twilight leashed and snoozing atop her bed of corpses.

"Rise and shine, my most faithful little cock whore," called out Celestia, unlatching herself from the cart.

Twilight didn't wake or rise immediately, so Celestia tossed the three cum-covered crusader corpses at her. They all splatted against her, and she finally moved, groggily blinking awake. It took her several long moments of staring at one of the tossed meat bags before she realized what it was, and immediately screamed, backing away and then tumbling down the opposite side of the corpse bed, landing face-down on the floor.

"Now now, be good," said Celestia, "We have guests."

Celestia tossed Adanac and Akero into the pile as well, drawing a wide-eyed look from Twilight at the obvious age of the corpses, and the fact that they'd been obviously fucked. It didn't take long for her sharp mind to figure who they were, and she looked a bit ill again. When Applejack and Big Mac were finally deposited in front of Celestia, also covered in goo, Twilight blinked again and walked forward, her wide, pregnant belly swinging a bit beneath her.

"T-they aren't dead?" asked Twilight.

It was hard to tell if it was hope that they'd be allowed to live or fear that she'd be required to kill them.

"No, I thought I would give you a bit of a demonstration." said Celestia, "You'll get the pleasure of seeing me work." Pause, "And?"

"Oh um," stammered Twilight, "Thank you your Majesty. I am honored."

"Good," said Celestia, "Now, faithful student, I'm going to play a game with them."

Celestia pulled the gags off of Applejack and Big Mac once again, not bothering with a spell to weaken them so long as they didn’t attack her. It turned out to indeed not to be necessary, as they were both completely whipped by this point. They spit seed out of their muzzles and tried to rub the goo out of their eyes, but otherwise simply lay there docilely. Another two ponies with broken minds.

"Well aren't you going to ask me?" Celestia spoke sternly to the Apples.

Twilight answered in their stead, "What is the game?"

"That's for you to decide," said Celestia, "Twilight, make me proud. Come up with a game, deranged enough for the likes of us."

"I-I- a game?" Twilight stammered.

"It's okay Twilight," Applejack panted, "Ah see what she’s done to you and... ah fergive ya for whatever ya come up with."

Twilight looked at them apologetically, then back up at Celestia, then back at them as she considered. Celestia stood patiently above her, waiting for her to answer.

"Um," Twilight finally spoke, "How about if one of them has to kill the other... like... if one of them agrees to kill the other, at least that one will die less painfully. If they can't decide who, then both of them die agonizing deaths."

Applejack and Big Mac widened their eyes a bit at Twilight's game plan, and looked towards Celestia to see if she was going to accept it.

"Good enough," said Celestia, "Not only will I not make you fuck Applejack's corpse unless you want to, I'll even give you a day of rest where you won't be raped even once."

Twilight's eyes brightened, but she quickly turned her head so the Apples wouldn't see.

"You heard her," Celestia said to the two, "If one of you agrees to kill the other, they can do it however they wish and at least it will be less painful, assuming you want to make it less painful. Of course, the one that does the killing will still die in torment, but at least both of you won't."

"Ah'll do Big Mac, dun want him to hurt too bad," said Applejack.

"Ah'll do Applejack," said Big Mac at almost the same time.

“Hmmm,” said Celestia, “There seems to be a disagreement. I suppose I’ll have to do both, unless you’d like to discuss amongst yourself.” Her eyes lit up with amusement as she watched them.

“Applejack... ah killed Applebloom,” sighed Big Mac, too done with things to even care if Twilight knew as well. “Ah deserve to die more painfully than you, and you know it.”

“That wasn’t yer fault! She controlled you!” Applejack shook her head, “You’ve already been through more than me, havin’ to do that, please let me do this.”

“Actually I didn’t control him,” Celestia said casually as an aside to Twilight, “The idea and desire were his, I just pushed him a bit to make him willing to make it a reality.”

Twilight nodded, but didn’t ask what he made a reality, though she was sure she’d get a detailed description at some point.

“Why don’t you...” Twilight started, then cut herself off quickly. She was going to suggest a coin toss, but realized if she did, Celestia would probably be unamused. “Sorry, nevermind.”

“She’s right, ah don’t think it was all her control,” admitted Big Mac, “Ah really do deserve this.”

“Yer just sayin’ that so I’ll agree,” sighed Applejack.

Twilight jerked as she heard Celestia’s voice booming in her head where the others couldn’t hear, “Want to make a bet on who wins? If one wins? Whichever us that loses will have to fuck the crusaders’ corpses.”

Such a blatantly unfair bet, but Twilight didn’t dare not make it, speaking in her own mind, “Applejack is stubborn, she’ll probably be the one that dies horribly.”

Celestia mostly did the bet to let Twilight know that she could potentially read her mind. It was actually rather unstable, she barely got the response that Twilight thought to her, but no doubt Twilight was panicking now and trying to clear her mind of any defiance, of which Celestia was certain there was a lot. Perhaps such efforts would assist Celestia in breaking her fully.

“Me and Twilight just telepathically made a bet as to who will ‘win’,” said Celestia aloud, “I’m going to be very unamused if I can’t name one of us the winner of that bet.” She narrowed her eyes, “And you do have a large number of family members for me to be unamused at.”

“Big Mac please!” Applejack begged, tears rolling down her face at Celestia’s new threat, “Please let me do this! If we don’t agree on something we’ll end up damnin’ the whole family!”

“Ah... ah can’t make you suffer like that,” Big Mac said quietly.

“Big Mac, you’ve protected me your whole life,” sighed Applejack, “Let me protect you now.”

Big Mac looked down and nodded, “Eyup.”

“Oh you two should have been on a stage,” said Celestia, “But that solves it at least, and I’m so nice that I’ll even not be unamused that Twilight won the bet.”

After a few moments of complete silence, the two Apples staring at one another, Celestia asked loudly, “Well? How are you going to end his miserable life?”

Applejack opened her mouth, but Celestia cut her off, ”Oh but one thing first."

Celestia retrieved a wire from her ever useful saddlebag, and tied it around the base of Big Mac's cock like it were a fleshy balloon, still stiff due to her magic. It quickly cut off circulation, making Big Mac grunt as his cock slowly faded from red to blue, but the tie-off would ensure his cock stayed erect as it hardened in death.

"Ah guess ah could...um... " said Applejack quietly as Celestia did this. "I reckon I could snap his neck with a solid kick, but you'd need ta cancel the weak spell on me."

"Oh Applejack," chuckled Celestia, "I already have, any weakness you’re feeling now is the result of your own dirt-pony laziness. I am curious though, were you entertaining ideas of escape when I removed it?"

"No," said AJ, "Ah reckon ah can't escape at this point, and ah don’t even particularly want to keep livin’ after what ah’m about to do."

Big Mac quietly moved to the side of the crystal cavern, choosing an edge of crystal where he could brace his body against the wall with his head sticking out around the corner. He lowered himself slightly, trying to get at an optimum height to be murdered via kick.

Celestia looked on with relish. Twilight looked on with significantly less relish, but still more relish than she wanted to admit.

Applejack turned her plot to her brother and backed up to his head. She looked back at him several times to try to line herself up, terrified that she wouldn't stick the kick well enough to take him out in one. She tried hard to get her aim just right.

"Ah love ya bro," said Applejack softly, then reared up on her front legs and swung her hind legs back.

There was a sickening crack as Big Mac was bashed in the head with the two hind hooves, face bruised and body tumbling to the floor. However it seemed AJ didn't hit right enough, as he was still gagging hard, eyes wide as blood filled his muzzle. In a panic, Applejack slammed another kick into his face, then another, and another. She kept kicking and kicking in a fit until finally Big Mac's head tore right off his body, sliding wetly across the floor leaving a trail of blood as blood splurted from his neck briefly like a gore fountain.

Celestia snatched his soul out of the air, listening to its ethereal scream as she pulled it inside of her. It wasn't as filling as an element's soul or as delicious as a child's, but it was something, and she certainly didn’t want to leave him out.

"Well that was... interesting," said Celestia, then looked to Twilight, "Would you like to decide how Applejack dies as well?

Twilight froze. The way Celestia had worded it, it sounded like she had the option to refuse, but what would happen to her if she did, or worse, what would happen to Applejack. Perhaps it would be something more horrible than Twilight could conceive of. She looked up at her mentor, trying to read her face, which just stared back at her with a strangely kind expression.

"I...I..." Twilight stammered, "Sure?"

"I'm proud of you, Twilight," said Celestia, "But choose a way that is really painful now, I’d hate to have to punish you."

"It's okay Twilight," said Applejack, sighing and staring at the floor, "Go ahead and make it hurt."

"She could be um.." Twilight averted her eyes and thought about it, "Dissolved slowly in acid?"

"Hm," said Celestia, "A good idea, IF we didn't want to keep her body for the corpse pile. Try again."

"Um burning? Boiled in oil?" asked Twilight.

"Well that would be pretty disfiguring..." considered Celestia.

"Still less than her parents, and they're in the corpse pile," reasoned Twilight. “And you could always... spruce her up a bit once we’re done.”

Celestia smiled, "Very well, boiled in hot oil it is. Deep-fried Applejack."

Applejack winced at the mere thought of that, her legs growing wobbly. She wanted to run as fast as she could, but knew she couldn't escape, and was afraid they'd only make it worse if she tried.

"Stay here with Applejack and keep her company while I get a vat," said Celestia to Twilight, "And if I come back here and she's not here... you will suffer a hundred agonies in the place of her one. Don't think I can't do it."

Celestia turned and left the pair alone.

Twilight and Applejack looked at each other awkwardly, both faces a blank slate as they peered into each other’s' eyes. Twilight very slowly moved around in front of Applejack and placed herself between Applejack and the door, not that she stood a chance in her condition if Applejack really ran.

"Twilight..." Applejack whispered finally, "Ah really do forgive you but... what did they do to you?"

"A lot of things," Twilight averted her gaze again.

"Is that her foal that yer carryin?..." asked Applejack.

"Yes, it’s her's," Twilight sighed, "Sometimes I want to kill it, but I can't bring myself to try."

"I see..." Applejack gulped.

"You could run for it if you wanted," said Twilight, "Get deep enough in the caverns and not even Celestia could find you. Even if you didn't find another way out, dying of thirst or starvation is better than... what I sentenced you to. And she won't get the pleasure of having you in the pile."

"Ah can't," said Applejack, "She has guards surely, and I couldn't rest knowing that you were going through a hundred times that." She sighed, “Just... promise me that if you manage to escape... you’ll make sure she suffers fer all this.”

“I... promise,” Twilight was certain that would never happen. The more likely end to this was for Twilight to be as deranged as Celestia, a fate that she feared every time a horrible thought crept into her mind, and it was happening more and more often.

The rest of the time was spent staring at each other or other things in the room. Applejack took the time to go pay her respects to her dead friends the best she could, and to her brother and parents, before simply sitting in one corner of the room and staring at the floor.

When Celestia returned, smile on her face, she was dragging behind a large clear vat, deep enough to put a pony in, and another equally large vat of what smelled like magically heated cooking oil.

"You have no idea how hard this was to find, but I see you didn't try to run," said Celestia, "How fortunate for my faithful pain slut. Now come over here Applejack."

When Applejack continued to stare at the floor, Celestia dragged her over to them by her head, the earth pony sagging limply against the floor and making no attempt to even stand. Celestia lifted her up high and lowered her into the empty tank. Applejack immediately lay down on her belly, no doubt wanting to drown as quickly as possible. That wouldn't do at all, so Celestia's magic forced her to stand back up, holding her torso and allowing her hooves to dangle beneath her.

"Now I'm going to hold her still," said Celestia, "You funnel the burning oil into the new tank."

Twilight was stunned as Celestia removed the horn clamp from her head, popping off with a crack and falling to the floor. Twilight stared at Celestia wide-eyed for a moment. The special crystals in the walls here prevented easy teleportation out, but Twilight could still blast her magic and make a run for it. Maybe she could break open the oil pot and then run. For a moment, she really considered it.

"Thinking about running?" asked Celestia, "Attacking me? You think if you get far enough you can teleport away and then try to get help?"

"I-I...' Twilight stammered, "No."

"Are you lying to me?" thundered Celestia.

"Yes," Twilight changed her answer, remembering that Celestia could probably read her thoughts anyway, "Yes I am considering it... I... but I can't."

"No, you can't," said Celestia, "And when you were caught, all your obedience would be for naught. I'd force you to fuck every single corpse in the corpse pile until you were exhausted, then I would cut off all six of your limbs, reducing you to nothing more than a pregnant fuck pillow. But go ahead, try. Go on."

Twilight gritted her teeth, then shook her head, bowing deeply, "I am sorry your Highness, I should not have even considered such a thing. If you wanted to punish me, you would be justified."

"Yes. Yes I would," smiled Celestia, her voice becoming gentle again, "But I'll overlook your grievous sin if you do as you're told now."

"Yes your Highness," said Twilight, "I'll... fry her up good for you."

Twilight wasn't used to using her magic after several months of not having it, but managed to remove the lid from the boiling hot fluid. The liquid was so magically hot that it physically hurt to take hold of it, like it was burning inside her skull. Still, she formed a small stream of it out of the oil vat, letting it drop into Applejack's vat. Applejack cringed as she watched the first of the oil come in, eyes too dry to even cry by that point.

Twilight was terrified that if she moved the oil too fast or too slow, Celestia would be angry, shivering slightly as she looked up at her mistress to gauge her approval. Celestia was currently rubbing at her own cunt with both hooves and drooling at Applejack’s predicament. That was probably the best answer Twilight would get, so she continued at that pace, the boiling fluid moving up around an inch every minute.

As the fluid touched the base of her hooves, Applejack couldn't help but pull them upwards. She hoped that she could at least reduce the time between when she felt the first burn and when she died, but Celestia pulled her hooves back down and held them there.

The first jolts of pain licked up through her legs. She cried out at the first splash, then gritted her teeth as it began to slowly move up her hoof and lower legs. Her fur was soaked in the dark fluid, her body shaking violently already as pain jetted up from her limbs. She didn’t want to scream for Celestia, but couldn’t stop herself. Screaming in torment was all she could do, voice echoing through the caves.

"Look at that, Twilight," said Celestia, still furiously rubbing herself, "Look at what you are doing to her, isn't it hot? Come on now, enjoy it, like me."

Twilight cringed at the sound of AJ's screaming, but nodded slowly, sitting back on her haunches. As she continued to drain the oil from one container to another, she slipped both of her forelegs between her hind legs, rubbing at her own pussy. She was surprised and a bit shameful of how wet she found herself already, and continued to rub into it, panting as she continued.

"Good," said Celestia, "Nothing should get you off more than the agony of an innocent pony. Come on, call out to her, tell her how good it feels to watch her like this."

Twilight hesitated, looking at her mentor, but when she saw Celestia's face harden slightly, she relented.

"I want you to know AJ," Twilight called out more loudly so Applejack could hear, "How much your pain is getting me off right now, I can't help but rub my soaked pussy while I watch you die an agonizing death!"

Applejack hadn't been able to hear what Celestia said to Twilight, so as far as she knew her friend was far gone enough to actually say that on her own accord. She had no time to respond though as the oil raised up higher, slipping over her knees as she tried hopelessly to pull her legs up. It slid up to her belly, and the stabbing pains became a torrent of agony rushing through her whole body.

As it came level with her pussy, Celestia forced it wide open to allow oil to pour freely into her tunnel, burning out her well stretched inside and slowly filling up her womb. She stretched out her ass as well, allowing more to lap into her intestines, burning her now from the inside and outside. Applejack sobbed and shrieked even louder as her most sensitive flesh burned, her cunt honey literally sizzling and pushing out of her stretched pussy as steam.

Celestia released her legs, and Applejack kicked frantically now. Now that it was this high, that only served to slash herself with more, but she couldn’t keep her body from convulsing like a trapped animal.

"Suffer you farm slut mud pony bitch!" yelled Twilight, her own voice echoing through the caves like Applejack's screams.

As the oil washed up around Applejack's neck and the oil began to tint red, Celestia temporarily lifted her up so that they could admire their work. Her flesh was softened from the heat, literally melting off of her body, fur coming out in clumps. Her legs were almost bare of flesh, and a mixture of blood and oil poured from her rear orifices. For a few moments, Applejack's screams were reduced to simple sobbing.

"Look at that, Twilight, isn't it wonderful?" asked Celestia, "Now that's enough oil, so I'll keep it hot with my magic and pass Applejack over to you. Get ready to grab her!"

Twilight grabbed hold of Applejack in her magic just as Celestia had ordered, and lowered her quickly, mostly because she almost dropped her with the sudden ‘catch’. She pushed Applejack back into the burning oil as it heated up even more, reluctantly at first. As the fluid lapped against Applejack's chin,, fur and flesh bubbling off her body, small bits floating along the surface as she was boiled into soup.

Twilight glanced at Celestia as if trying to figure out what she wanted. Twilight wanted to just dunk Applejack's head under and end her misery, but would Celestia approve of that? After months of torment, Twilight's fear of torture was outweighing her love for her friend.

Twilight dunked Applejack's head under, but only left it there for a few seconds before pulling it back up. She did this several more times, Applejack's squealing cut off briefly with each dunk then resumed as AJ spit out the burning oil, her eyes clenched shut. Twilight carefully concentrated, forcing AJ's eyes to open up wide, then strained to keep track of everything she was doing as she pulled some of the oil back out of the chamber, pouring it directly into Applejack's eyes.

Applejack gurgled as her eyes were heated, swelling to the point that she couldn't have closed them again if she wanted to, then popping into puss and blood that ran down the side of her face. Twilight kept the oil flowing over AJ's head, burning her head like the rest of her, but not allowing her the sweet release of a drowning death. Applejack actually tried to dunk her own head under now, but Twilight wouldn’t let her.

Twilight came suddenly against her forehooves, the climax hitting her out of nowhere and surprisingly powerful. She moaned out, losing her grip on Applejack for a moment, allowing the earth pony to sink beneath the surface. As cunt juice drooled into a puddle beneath her, she quickly grabbed for Applejack again. Applejack took a deep breath of oil in an attempt to end herself, and as her head was pulled back above the surface, a stream of it poured from her mouth, gargling it until her tongue swelled up and popped as her eyes had.

"Good girl!" said Celestia as Twilight came herself, "Your victim’s pain is your own pleasure. Just looking at a tortured pony should make that purple cunt sopping wet.”

Celestia leaned over and stroked Twilight's face with one front hoof, which was still soaked by Celestia's own juices. Twilight suckled the goo off the hoof, slurping it into her muzzle and running her tongue over it.

Meanwhile Applejack had gone completely silent, just staring upwards with empty eye sockets as more fluid rained down on her head.

“You can dunk her under now,” chuckled Celestia.

“No please,” panted Twilight, her words a surprise even to her. They were hers, yet she couldn’t fathom why she said them, “I want her to suffer longer... if that’s okay.”

“Good girl,” Celestia petted her face again, “You’re making me very proud today.”

Twilight began rubbing herself again, now more eagerly than before, watching Applejack’s body squirm. Applejack couldn’t even move her legs now, muscles deep fried. Twilight concentrated, pulling the oil within her away from her vitals as much as she could, but it turned out that wasn’t very much. The oil that had found its way inside burned her out, her heart literally exploding as her life finally escaped its torment, the pony finally entering her death throes and coming to a stop.

Of course, Applejack had escaped her physical torment only to enter spiritual torment. Celestia flapped her wings, moving to hover over the freshly dead pony. Her eyes rolled back and the moaned, rubbing herself again as she sucked up Applejack's soul. It was particularly hard to keep still, struggling violently. Had Celestia not already consumed so many souls, she might not have been able to hold it. Now however, she encompassed it in her own, tearing it chunk from chunk until it dissipated.

Once AJ had joined the rest of her family in oblivion, Celestia landed back beside Twilight and grinned down at her. Applejack's corpse was pulled from the vat and splatted on the floor in front of Twilight. Applejack’s fur and most of her flesh were missing, half-burned guts hanging out of her pussy as they had been escaping into the soup. Only it's head was barely recognizable as Applejack.

"Do you know what I just did when I was above her?" asked Celestia.

"No..." admitted Twilight.

"I just ate up her soul. Element souls are especially filling, though not nearly as sweet as the souls of innocent children." Celestia spoke casually as if discussing the weather.

Twilight's eyes grew wide, as much with fear as with surprise, and slowly nodded, unable to form a response to that. If there was any doubt, Celestia encompassed Twilight in her own soul, ripping a strip of energy from her and absorbing it. Twilight shuddered, her own magically attuned mind realizing it.

"I bet your soul would be even more filling than theirs." Celestia stroked Twilight's face. “So how does that feel? Knowing that even in death, you will never escape me.”

“I have never been this afraid,” Twilight cried, answering her mentor immediately and truthfully out of habit.

“What do you think? Would devouring the soul of Magic be better than any soul I’ve eaten thus far?” asked Celestia, squeezing Twilight’s ethereal energy again with her own. It really was delicious. “Maybe I should gobble you up right now.”

"It would, your Majesty," sobbed Twilight, " I would rather you didn't... please... I’ll be a good student I swear, I’ll do everything you want to anyone you want!"

"Good, because obeying me without question is the only thing that will keep you alive, physically or spiritually," said Celestia, finally withdrawing her energy from around Twilight, even returning the strip of soul, "If I think for a SECOND that you might not be worth the effort I am putting into properly brain-washing you, you will wish you never existed, and then you won’t exist. UNDERSTAND?" For a moment Celestia’s face bunched up with more rage than Twilight had ever seen in it.

“I swear I swear I understand!” screamed Twilight, echoing though the caves as her body shook in panic.

“Good girl,” Celestia’s expression returned to calmness, looking down at Twilight kindly and stroking her tear-soaked face, “Now about Pinkie?”

"I have been thinking," said Twilight, still lost in her panic, “I really have been thinking about it, but haven’t thought of anything good enough yet! I will come up with something amazing soon I promise! Please believe me!"

"Shhhh," said Celestia, stroking her face, “I need you to calm down and focus on becoming as enlightened as me.”

Twilight took a few long moments, but managed to almost stop shivering, letting out a peep, “I’m sorry,” before she tried to dry her eyes.

"Be sure to include yourself in that plan, because you will be helping me,” said Celestia, “Oh and I'd like to kill five other ponies at the same time as her. It's a silly little thing I have going. I killed one other with Rarity, two others with Fluttershy, and so on. Regardless, you have two weeks, so I expect it to be good."

"It will be so, your Majesty," said Twilight, "And um, I can’t fuck Applejack if you want me too?"

"You don't have to, as promised," chuckled Celestia.

"Can I fuck her anyway once she cools?" Twilight was desperate to find ways to impress Celestia now, especially after the threat of having her existence ended, and it wasn't like being raped would hurt AJ any more.

Celestia grinned, "I'll leave you with a cock so that you can nail any of them that you want, my faithful student, and I'll even tell the guard that he has to ask permission before fucking you... as long as you remain good."

“Thank you, your Majesty,” Twilight said.

Twilight stood and watched Celestia leave, then immediately collapsed on the floor, curling up into a fetal position and sobbing as quietly as she could. She was now certain that she was going to become a monster just like Celestia, and there was nothing she could do to stop it.