Celestia's Relaxing Vacation

When Celestia strolled out to the execution plaza, she found things mostly as she had left them. There was a small crowd of ponies, ranging from wealthy individuals to what looked like gutter trash, the very curious or very deranged ponies that came in hopes of seeing some deathly action. It made her sad that it wasn’t a bigger crowd. Perhaps given time her subjects would come to appreciate such things.

Luna was still latched into the guillotine, and presently being mounted by a wealthy mare that had apparently taken the offer of futa-fying to have a go at the Princess. Twilight was nearby, looking utterly exhausted, but presently awake.

Luna was unconscious, though that hadn't kept her from being used further. Her face had both dried and fresh cum caked all over it, and her mane had become stringy and gooey with the mess. Her muzzle hanged open, tongue drooling strings of saliva and cum onto the ground in front of her, where a large white pool had gathered. Her behind was no less caked in fun juice. Both her holes drooled cum and blood, her pussy seeming to leak a steady stream of fluid as the mare pumped her thick magical cock into her, while Luna’s ass leaked the results of her previous rapings.

The mare giggled gleefully and moaned as she came hard into the overused cum depository. She packed it in for a few more moments, gripping at Luna's flanks, then slowed to a stop before sliding off to head back to the audience. There was no one waiting a turn, so it was as good a time as any to start the main event.

"Twilight. Guards," Celestia stated simply as she approached. She dropped a two-pony diamond-tipped hacksaw on the ground next to Luna.

All guards present bowed low as she approached. Twilight trotted out in front of them, looking drowsy and unable to keep from yawning. Yet it seemed that she had done as she was told. Even more impressively, it appeared that she had not resorted in calling for another mage to assist her. Twilight bowed deeply and remained as such until Celestia tapped her head.

"I did as you asked your Highness," said Twilight, "I hope you are pleased."

"We shall see," Celestia said simply, walking around Twilight and towards her sister.

Celestia's horn glowed, and a jolt of revitalizing energy surged inside Luna. The moon princess was awaken with a jolt, thrashing and looking around in confusion. It took her a moment to remember where she was, but when she did she turned her gaze to Celestia, taking a deep breath, new tears already forming in her eyes.

"Sister," said Luna, "Please tell me you've reconsidered." She was so emotionally drained that she spoke less like a princess and more like a begger.

"I actually did lose some sleep over it," said Celestia, "From excitement, I mean. It's hard to sleep when you're quivering with anticipation."

"I can't believe you have no regrets," said Luna, "I know you do. Please sister, listen to them."

"Oh but Luna," Celestia shook her head, "I don't have any regrets. It's strange, because I always thought I would have, but the idea of killing you is just so hot, I can barely contain my joy." She leaned forward, "It's very important to me Luna, that you understand this. I am going to enjoy ending your life. I'm going to keep your corpse in my room so I can savor your death forever."

Luna was finally silent, looking at the ground, staring at the puddle of goo in front of her. She sighed, finally seeming to give up all hope.

Celestia's magic tugged at Luna's wing binding, unwinding them from around her and tossing them aside. Luna's wings spread slightly at the new found freedom, draping downward over her ragged body. Celestia tugged at one of the wings playfully, then slid back around to her behind. Celestia's magic again flowed through Luna, this time healing her better bits enough that they would be tight against her, and slid her cock across her plot teasingly. Slowly, she pushed her tip into Luna yet again, the spunk of dozens of other ponies lubricating the passage and oozing out around Celetia's shaft.

"I'm going to have my cock inside you the entire time," said Celestia, "I want to feel every twitch and spasm of your agony, dear sister. We'll keep your mouth free so we can hear you sob and scream. Crowds love a good screamer." Celestia turned to Twilight and the executioner, "You two, pick up the hacksaw, saw off her wings. It's magically enchanted so it shouldn't be too hard to saw through bone, and I will keep her from bleeding to death before we're done."

Twilight bowed, then took one side of the saw in her teeth. She didn't dare use her magic without specific permission. The executioner grasped the other end and they moved over to her wing. As Celestia slowly thrust into her sister's pussy, feeling it tighten slowly in anticipation of the coming agony, she used her own magic to pull Luna's left wing out straight for her minions to work.

"Y-you can't be serious," said Luna, making one last effort, "Sister please listen..."

Luna was ignored by all present. There was only a few cheers from the very worst of the crowd as the saw was placed against her wing, most others leaving. Once again, Celestia was sure they’d get used to it, just like she had, and just like Twilight was.

Twilight pulled her end, and the blade ripped through Luna's flesh. Blood drooled down her side as her meat was sliced apart like butter by the enchanted blade. As they slid the saw back and forth, it worked its way through her muscle, snapping the tendons apart, slicing through easily until they met bone. They then had to bear down hard, the solid joint a challenge to saw through even with a magical device.

Impressively, Luna kept herself from screaming yet, gritting her toothless gums together hard until her tormentors were well into the bone. Finally she gave in, choking on a sob and taking a deep breath in to scream at the top of her lungs. Celestia groaned in response, continuing to slowly push her cum spire in and out of Luna, whose tunnel had tightened like a vice and rolled up and down Celestia's shaft in an unintentional milking motion. Her sliced wing attempted to move unsuccessfully, but her free wing was flapping frantically.

"Yes, scream for me, a goddess screaming like an infant," said Celestia, "I want to etch the sound of your screams into my memory forever."

The saw continued to work through the bleeding limb as Luna's screamed continued, moving faster as the two became used to the movement back and forth, staying in time with one another. Almost through the bone, the remainder broke off, leaving one the fleshy strip on the other side. Slicing through it as well, the wing finally snapped off. Celestia lifted the wing and dropped it in front of Luna so that she could watch it twitch comically for several more minutes.

Luna's screams raised to a new pitch as she watched her wing, then felt her other wing held out in the same manner as Twilight and the executioner walked around her. Twilight gave her an apologetic glance before placing the saw against her good wing, and they made the same slow motions. Once again they found themselves sawing slowly through the bleeding bone stump as Luna's whole body convulsed beneath them, giving them even more trouble keeping the saw steady.

While they worked, Celestia tore a small slice of flesh off of Luna's detached wing with her magic, then brought it up to the bloody stump that had been left from her first wing. Pulling it over the bone stump, she patched the skin over it so that it would look relatively smooth. She didn't want her new fuck pillow to have too many obvious lumps on it.

By the time Luna's second wing snapped off, the moon princess's wails were growing hoarse, unable to keep up such volume. The gurgling moans she made weren't as loud, but somehow they made Celestia's cock throb even harder, the way each noise Luna made had her torment etched into it. Celestia began to patch up the second wing joint and tossed the second wing in front of Luna, then carefully unbound Luna's front right leg.

Her two minions didn't have to be told what that meant. They moved to the leg as Celestia pulled it out for them, and placed the saw as close to Luna's body as they could manage. It wasn't easy; with the guillotine in the way, they finally ended up sawing in an up down motion instead of left to right. Twilight straddled Luna with her hind legs and pulled the saw blade up from atop her, then the executioner on the ground yanked it back down. Once they got into the movements, her leg joint slowly began to separate into splintered shards.

"You're doing well, my faithful student, and ... you as well," Celestia never could remember the names of her guards it seemed, there were so many, "And you Luna, are not disappointing either. Oh you have no idea how good your cunt feels clenching and milking at my shaft. I'm not going to cum yet though, not until I'm cumming into your soulless cadaver. My throbbing cock is going to be inside you for the rest of your life."

"Please sister please!" Luna managed to get out, "I'll do anything please! I've learned my lesson! You can do what you want, I won't stop you, just put them back on while you can!"

Celestia chuckled, "Oh sister, I'm not just killing you because you found out about my play time and disapproved. I would have killed you eventually for fun no matter how much you agreed with me. It is arousing though, seeing the great moon goddess beg like a frightened mortal, which I guess is what you are now."

The leg snapped off, and was tossed in the gathering pile in front of Luna. Twilight stayed atop Luna, barely keeping her balance on the struggling form, as her partner went around so they could work on the other front leg. Twilight was beginning to enjoy herself, it was obvious. She had a wicked grin on her face even as she held the blade, and fluid was drooling profusely down the inside of her thighs. Her hindquarters even bucked slightly in midair as they began to saw through the new leg.

The small remaining crowd wasn't disappointed in the show either. There were occasional cheers, not to mention cries of "Take it you slut!" "Kill the bitch!" and such. As Celestia glanced at them, she saw that a few of the crowd had begun to openly masturbate as they watched. Near the back, a pegasus mare had been pinned down by two unicorn stallions and was getting it in either end. Celestia just smirked at the blatant act of public rape rather than ordering anyone to intervene.

Luna's second leg joined the pile, the two moving to the first of her hind legs. It was thicker than the other limbs they had gone through, and even the tight muscle tendons took a while to saw through. It didn't help that they had to carefully avoid cutting Celestia as she continued to firmly thrust into Luna's cum trap, who knows what she might do if they so much as grazed her. Luckily for them, she did at least lean to the other side.

"No more begging?" asked Celestia, "Have you given up on life completely now, dear sister? Are you ready to die?"

Luna choked on another sob and shook her head. She didn't understand why she hadn't passed out with so much blood loss, but Celestia’s magic was keeping her healed enough so that she had plenty of blood to give, not to mention patching up each stump as they were completed. As the pain and grinding noise of the saw ripped through her, she let out another wail, shaking the plaza. She nearly shook the blade of the guillotine loose in the process; Celestia had to grab hold of it and push it back into place.

It took over twice as long to finally snap her hind leg off, but once done they patiently moved on to the final limb. Sawing through her thigh just below her cutie mark, they shredded through more thick tendons and into her thigh bone. The saw and both their faces were covered with splattered blood at this point. The executioner had a look of disgust on his face, but Twilight was grinning like an idiot, lapping up Luna's blood that landed on her face or the saw handle.

Celestia drooled as the final leg came off, carefully patching the last bit up as she looked over her sister's ruined body. Luna wasn't a true fuck pillow yet however, not while she still had her head.

"Twilight," ordered Celestia, "Go around to the front and prepare to activate the device with your magic. Do not do it as of yet though."

"Yes your Highness!" Twilight said excitedly, almost bouncing around to the other side. She was really lost in her fun, just as it should be, but Celestia had something else in store that wasn't as fun.

"Good," said Celestia, "Now stick your head through the frame above Luna's."

"I- what?" Twilight's smile disappeared, "But then my-"

"Your head would be lopped off as well, yes," said Celestia, then repeated, "Now stick your head through the frame, don't make me repeat myself again, faithful student."

Twilight stared at Celestia, trying to gauge how serious she was. Celestia just kept plowing Luna, clenching her bottom and looking as if she was holding off a monster of an orgasm. Twilight felt every muscle in her body tense, her wings expanding slightly, and again seriously considering whether to run. Celestia just stared back, waiting patiently for Twilight to either flee or obey.

Twilight knew she couldn't get away. She also knew that death by swift decapitation wasn't the worst way to go, and that she'd certainly go an extremely painful way should she attempt to flee. Her whole body stiffened at the thought of having her soul eaten however. The thought of passing into oblivion was more frightening to her than any threat of a Hell could be.

Tears streaming down her face, Twilight took another deep breath, and propped herself up against the frame of the device. She stuck her head obediently through the frame, hugging against Luna's head as she did so.

"Good, now say goodbye to me," said Celestia, "Then activate it."

"G-goodbye Princess," Twilight stammered, "I love you..."

Twilight set off the switch, and could hear the blade whooshing down towards her. She tensed up, preparing for her doom, but nothing came. She looked up at the blade, which was alight with Celestia's magic. She had caught the blade less than an inch from Twilight's neck. The blade lifted back into place, relocking for the next pull. Twilight stared at Celestia, eyes wide, but didn’t dare pull her head back.

"Now see?" said Celestia, "That is why you should obey me without question. Had you attempted to flee, you would have been adorning my room as a second fuck pillow." She chuckled, "Also it's nice to know that you love me, you little pain slut. Now remove your head. From being removed, I mean."

Twilight backed up as quickly as possible, breathing a sigh of relief even as her entire body shook, "I-I ... Thank you Princess." Her face quickly turned to a smile as she regained her composure; being asked to kill herself had been oddly arousing.

"Now Luna," said Celestia, "Any last words?"

"Your kingdom will not stand with this kind of rule," said Luna.

"Perhaps not," said Celestia, "But I still have a backup plan if it doesn't. Any more useful last words? Or are you still as useless as always?"

Luna didn't answer. She slowly shook her head.

“It’s not easy, is it?” smiled Celestia, “Such a long life cut short so that I can get to cum in your corpse. Death must be even more terrifying to someone you perhaps believed it would never come.”

Luna remained silent.

"Very well then," Celestia looked around at the crowd even as her thrust into Luna sped up, "Who's ready to see this royal cum whore of a traitor die?"

Celestia received a cheer in response, and felt a surge of arousal as Luna's tunnel clamped down in fear. She moaned, rolling her eyes back, and loosed the blade from high above them. She drooled hungrily as she watched the blade drop. She was finally living her dream of murdering her own sister! This was so fucking hot!

The heavy, razor sharp blade sliced through Luna's neck and clinked against the bottom of the murder machine. Her head dropped to the ground, expression now frozen forever in a wide-eyed look of horror, and rolled several feet away. Her neck exploded in a fountain of blood, enough pressure for blood spray to reach the cheering crowd. Most of the blood didn't go that far, however, as Twilight stepped in front of the stream, muzzle wide open, allowing it to pain her in red gore as she guzzled it down. As the hose tapered off, she was left with a thick layer of red goo coating most of her body.

Luna's freshly made corpse immediately rocked with her deathgasm, her whole body convulsing and her inner muscles milking Celestia's cock like never before. Still Celestia held herself back, as difficult as it was, and concentrated instead on detecting Luna's life force as it left her body.

Luna's spirit was stronger than any she had tasted. Celestia groaned as much from pain as from pleasure as she wrapped her own soul tightly around her sister's. Had she not consumed so many other souls before, she would have never been able to hold it in, and would have probably been consumed herself, but as it was she was able to slowly tug Luna's energy back into her own. Covering it up, she began to peel layer after layer of life force from the glob. Luna's ethereal scream was loud enough to be heard by the crowd, a burst of energy washing over them as well as the soul attempted to escape.

There was to be no escape however. Celestia pulled it fully inside her, her own soul growing rapidly more powerful as she picked Luna apart, and eventually she felt Luna's essence disappear inside of her. Her sister would now be part of her forever.

Celestia finally let herself go, cock exploding into a stream of thick spunk and swelling up Luna's womb until it popped within her. It then swelled up in her gut, crushing her organs and spraying out of her neckhole on the other end, adding white to Twilight's coating of red. Once it seemed like Luna's torso might pop as well, Celestia pulled back out of her, allowing the rest of her cum to spray over her sister's body, covering her in a slimy layer of magical sperm, drooling off every side of her until she was barely recognizable as part of a pony anymore.

"Oh fuck yes!" cried out Celestia, staggering from the intensity as her stream tapered off.

She dismounted Luna, staggering around her, body bristling with new found power, and looked at Luna's head on the ground. She licked her lips, sitting on her haunches next to it, then picked it up in both front hooves to kiss it deeply. She savoring the many fluids to taste there, then pulled it down. She held it down against her groin, turning it around to face away from her.

Celestia felt for Luna's esophagus, then pushed her still throbbing hard cock into it. Sliding through Luna's head, her tip exited the other side, out of Luna's muzzle. Twilight quickly moved to her mentor, lowering her head and slurping Celestia's tip as it exited Luna's maw. Celestia began to thrust the head up and down on her shaft, fucking right through the severed head with Twilight sucking down her tip on the opposite side, making out with Luna in the process.

"You," grunted Celestia to the executioner, "Fuck her neck hole. The neck hole that I’m not fucking.”

The guard went wide eyed, but nodded slowly, not daring to question it. He moved to Luna's neck in the guillotine, which was only bubbling fresh blood still, and pulled himself up to mount the frame. Clenching up his face, he pushed into the other half of her esophagus, starting to thrust rapidly, perhaps hoping he could get off as quickly as possible so he could stop.

Even the most perverted found it hard to cheer when Luna's corpse started getting raped in every lewd way possible, and almost everyone started to filter out now that the show was mostly over. Still, there were the most perverted of ponies that wanted to stay and watch, pleasuring themselves or each other as they did so.

So driven by the hotness of having murderfucked her own sister in full view of the masses, Celestia couldn't last very long. She blew another thick load right through Luna's head and into her faithful student's maw. Twilight guzzled eagerly as much as she could before cum drooled won the sides of her face and over her chin, dribbling onto Luna's muzzle and down the front of her neck as well. It wasn't nearly as big a load as her most recent, but Twilight was able to guzzle enough seed for her belly to swell slightly more than it already was.

Celestia pulled the head off of her cock with a long slurp, groaning once again and rolling her eyes back. She tossed it into the puddle of cum and blood below the hind hooves of the executioner, who was still busy plugging her neck hole.

"Fuck yes," Celestia panted, "One very dead sister later, and I'm feeling quite good about my future." She chuckled at Twilight "Oh you are quite a mess."

Twilight nodded sheepishly, shaking some of the goop from her form. She started to speak, but gagged up a glob of cum instead, quickly swallowing it back down before it escaped.

"One thing I did want you to know," Celestia smiled gently at Twilight, "Had you sided with Luna, she would have been able to defeat me; she still had the upper hoof in a one-on-one. Of course, now that I have her power... well let's just say you blew your one and only chance to stop me and save the rest of your friends."

Twilight just stared at Celestia, muzzle open but unable to form words it seemed, the despair in her face even more pronounced than usual. Celestia felt a warm fuzzy feeling at the idea that Twilight would never forgive herself.

"I'll preserve the corpse and leave you with it for today," said Celestia, changing the subject back smoothly when Twilight didn't answer, "In case anyone wants to have a go at her cadaver. I'll give them a chance before I take her inside... If you still need to get off, feel free to ram a load in her yourself." She reached a hoof out and rubbed some of the blood and cum off of Twilight's face, then licked the hoof slowly, "When I come back after raising the moon tonight, we'll get you settled in to your new room."