Initiation

by FIckle

Rating: mature
Tags: My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Dark, Other, Romance, Princess Luna, Original Character, Princess Celestia, Sex
Length: 14589

You are a new personal servant at the Royal Canterlot Palace. However, there is a secret service you provide the princesses during your stay at the castle...

You are a new personal servant at the Royal Canterlot Palace. However, there is a secret service you provide the princesses during your stay at the castle...

As the personal servant, it is your absolute duty to serve the princesses, your duty to obey their commands to the letter. And by commands, they do mean every command.

Published 2014-06-30 08:30:02 UTC
Last updated 2014-09-03 07:36:31 UTC

Chapter 1

Author's Note

I have been on a LOONG hiatus from writing anything at all. So for now I'm posting some things that I've written a while back.

Chapter 1

It was your first day. You woke up early just for this. You were pretty excited too. You were up forty five minutes before your alarm clock went off, you mismatched your clothes, and you hardly got any sleep last night. You packed your things and galloped out of your apartment almost forgetting to lock the door on the way out. It would be quite a while before you would return to this apartment. Yes, today was the first day of your new job. your first day as a royal Canterlot servant.

As you toted your saddle bag of essentials, you couldn't help but think of Ma. Ah yes, your mother. You remember her as a kind and sweet loving figure. She herself was one of the princess's personal maid ponies. She was one of the best and well known. Sure being a servant seemed like lowly work but to you, after watching your mother's work, it seemed like a dream to be able to live up to her name. But as everything does in life, mom began to age and soon she was far too old to work. She lived in Ponyville with dad in retirement. But now it was your turn.

You reached the palace gates. You can't help but gasp at the elegant turrets and elephantine towers. You took another deep breath and marched onwards.

"Halt."

You halt. Two royal guards walked up to you. Both were as menacing as a hydra.

"Who goes there?" demanded one guard.
"What business do you have here?" barked the other.

You fumble with your words. You reach into your pack and hand them a slip of parchment. You were told to do so back in recruitment. One of the guards took your note without so much as a thank you. The other one just stared down at you, his eyes glaring. You felt like you wanted to hide in a hole.

"Hmmm..." sighs the guard reading your note, "Report to recruiting office immediately... let through entrance yadda yadda yadda... new servant applicant..."

At this the guard reading your note stops.

"New servant?" He asked looking up from the note. You nod vigorously. The guard nudges the other in the side. "Hey Starswirl, this guy's a 'new servant'."

The guard raised his hoof to his mouth and whispered something in to Starswirl's ear. The two royal guards snickered and guffawed.

"Sure kid," said the guard wiping a tear of laughter from his eye. The other guard was still holding his side in laughter. "go ahead inside."

The two guards raised the gates and let you through. You felt offended. Kid? Who were they calling a kid? And why were they laughing at you being a servant? Serving the princesses was the highest honor. You did your best to keep your head high and look forward to your day.

The front archway to the Canterlot palace was amazing. The beautiful shades of lavender, the golden trimmings, the absolute.opulence. This was the main hall. It should be opulent. You were excited to take your first step into the castle.

Step.

"Ahem.."

You jerked to a stop and slowly turned your head to the left. A female guard was staring sternly at you. Her golden armor was gleaming and you could smell the polish from where you stood. She seemed like one of those ponies who always had her nose jammed in the rule book.

"And where do you think YOU are going?" she asked you briskly. You show her your note.

She read it quickly and her eyes grew wide. She swallowed and shuffled her hooves.

"New servant?" she asked. You nodded. She sighed. "Servants' entrance is over there," she pointed to a side door off to the side of the main building. "Everything you need should be in there."

You mumbled your thanks, took your note, and turned to leave quickly. But before you could leave the guard mare pulled you into a tight hug. You held your breath. You didn't know what was going on. Why was she doing this all of a sudden?

"Its going to be okay," she whispered, "I had to go through the same thing. If you need anyone to talk to... I'm here okay?"

You pulled away from her and stared. You couldn't meet her eyes. You cleared your throat, nodded, and galloped to the servants door. Your heart skipped a beat at the mere thought of the guard mare. And you didn't even get her name.

As you entered through the doors to the servants quarters, you notice that it.... wasn't as luxurious as the main castle. But that was expected right? Right. The building's interior was made of grimy red bricks. There was a front desk right in front of the door and just behind it was a long hall way. At the desk there was a pony sitting with a pair of bright green reading glasses. She was reading the latest issue of Vanity Mare. You shut the door behind you with a loud creak. The mare at the the desk didn't seem to notice at all. You approached her desk and cleared your throat. Annoyed that you interrupted her seemingly important reading, she slapped the magazine down onto the desk.

"What is it?" she snapped. She reminded you strongly of the old librarian back at your old school.

"Hey!" she barked, "I'm talkin' to you. What do you want?"

"I...." you mumble, "I'm here for the new job."

The mare's ears perk up and a grin spreads across her face.

"So you're the fresh meat around here huh?" you nod, "Well ain't that sweet? Give me your paper."

You handed her the note. She took it from your hooves, read through it, looked through a list, gave your note an official stamp, placed it in a filing cabinet, and looked down back at you.

"Say," she said, "You're pretty cute ain't cha?" You turn your head to the side, feeling the heat rise in your cheeks. "Oh yeah, the princess'll love you."

She gave you a small giggle. But then she cleared her throat and her tone became much more business like and rehearsed.

"Congratulations on your becoming of a part of the Royal Canterlot family," she said, "Here you are part of a team who loves and supports each and every faculty member. Please remember to be on time at all times. Your living quarters are down this hall behind me. In your room you will find everything you need for your long and welcome stay in the castle grounds. Please remember to follow your schedule. You have three breaks through out the day. Please do not forget tea time and try and enjoy your service here as much as you can. You are serving the royal Canterlot family which is a great honor. Also, please keep away from the dog cages." The mare sighed and propped her head on her.hooves on the desk. "Any questions?"

Wide eyed, you shake your head.

"Good," said the mare, "Now, you will be serving in the upper circle of the royal servants." You raised an eye brow. "You'll actually get to see the princesses. I don't know how you got put up so highly on your first day. Maybe it was your mother's recommendation. Oh yes, your mother was very well know around these parts. Now head down the hall behind me. Your room is number three six oh one. Here's your key. Now scram, hot shot"

She gave you a wink and toothy grin. You stood there wide eyed and tense. How anypony could speak at such a length was beyond you. You picked you stuff up again and headed down the hallway. As you made your way down the hall you could hear the mare behind you.

"Good luck! You'll need it!"

Your room wasn't too bad. If anything it wasn't too much worse than your apartment. It had one bed, a small furnace, a full bathroom, some small furniture, a closet, and a coat rack. There was a trunk at the foot of your bed. You took off your saddle bag and placed it in the heavy trunk. You looked around. The small room and red brick walls was something you'd have to get used to. You walked over to your small closet and peered inside. There were six sets of servants' clothes. One for each day and what ever you brought from home was rec wear. You tried on one of the clothes and it fit you perfectly. It was a sort of tux with a stiff collar. Nothing you couldn't handle. You looked yourself up in the mirror. It wasn't too bad.

There was a loud knock on your door along with a voice.

"What're you doing in there?!" The voice cried, "Its your shift! Get your ass out of your room and get to the main hall!"

You jumped a mile. your first day and you you were going to be late. You already knew your schedule by heart. Everything from breakfast to tea time to even Luna's nap time right after supper. You took one last look into the mirror before dashing off to your work place.

*********

There you were. You were in the kitchens waiting for the tea and biscuits for the princess's tea time. The kitchens were always hustle and bustle. It seemed very hectic with all the stoves burning and chefs cooking the evening's supper. You were standing by the door trying to stay out of the way and not get pushed around. In the noisy kitchen with all the utensils clattering to and fro, you fruitlessly tried to get someones attention. After the twentieth member went by, a small cart was pushed in your direction.

"Tea's up n' ready!" Hollered a voiced. You couldn't even tell from whom the cart came from. Looking down, you saw that it was expertly prepared. Highest class china and warm biscuits and cookies. You straightened up and calmed your nerves.

You pushed the cart out of the kitchens and into the hallway. After a short while you arrived at the gardens. The twittering birds and soft summer sunlight was a total opposite of the chaos within the kitchens. at the center of the gardens there was a small table and at those tables were the the two regal sisters. They seemed to be chatting while the small group of ponies behind them played a soft tune. You even recognized the grey, bow tie wearing, pink eyed cellist.

"Tea is served miladies," you say as you near the table. Princess Celestia was the first to notice.

"Ah here it is," she sighed as you placed the platter of goodies and pot of tea onto the table. "Thank you very much."

"Yes," said Luna, "We thank thee."

After you served the tea you stood by. It was your duty to make sure everything went well. You had to make sure there was no spill or mishap. It was a very awkward silence listening to the sisters sip on their tea.

"Ahem," coughed Celestia.

"Yes ma'am?" You replied.

"So you are the new servant are you?" Asked Celestia. You nodded. "Yes I haven't seen you around before have I?"

"No milady," you said.

"Yes," said Luna, "Our sister has quite the infamy here. She knows every one of our royal servants, both lowly and privileged."

Celestia chuckled.

"Now now Luna," she said, "Its only natural to get to know your new friends."

Luna rolled her eyes and you bit your lip.

"Now," continued Celestia, "I understand that you are one of our personal servants."

"Yes," you said. Celestia merely chuckled again.

"Taking on your mother's work I see," said Celestia, "Yes she was always a wonderful maid. Never late for anything."

You swore to yourself to even out perform Ma...

"However," said Celestia, "There is still one matter on hoof."

"Anything, your highness," you replied.

"Such a polite young stallion..." whispered Celestia, "Yes, you must go through a.... certain interview... ah... with me."

"Oh Celestia not again!" cried Luna.

"Hush," said Celestia, "Yes I must see if you are... up to standards. Your mother, when she was younger, certainly was..."

"This is... so inappropriate!" shouted Luna, "Everytime there is a new guard, maid, or chief thoust goes through this! Dearest sister, we do not approve!"

"I'm still the older sister so there," smirked Celestia. She stuck her tongue out and Luna couldn't help but smile slightly. You were still confused. An interview? That didn't seem too bad. Plus if Ma went through it, it should be fine.

"Your wish is my command, milady," you say with a bow.

"That's exactly what I'm betting on..." murmured Celestia.

***********

It was the end of the day. You were lying down on your bed in your quarters. For your first day's work, it didn't go too badly. You were exhausted for sure, but that didn't mean what you did was any less fulfilling. However, you weren't even able to get undressed before you flopped onto your bed earlier. You felt your eyes slowly starting to droop. The warm scent of the bed reminded you of home. The slight chitter chatter of the other servants talking into the night was some what relaxing.

There was a soft rapping on your door.

You moaned as you dragged yourself out of bed to see who it was. With a heavy sigh, you open the door.

"Hey!" Another pony stuck her head through your door way. "A few of us are getting together In the main quarters for a game of cards!" She was talking in a quick whisper. You remembered her. She was one of the chefs from the kitchens. "You're new here right?"

"Uh..." you mumble.

"Yep!" Squeaked the mare, "C'mon!"

And before you could object to anything, you were taken by the hoof and dragged out of your room. You came into a dimly lit rec room where a large round table was set in the center. There were around ten ponies huddled around it holding a hoof full of cards. There were chips and bits on the center of the table. A young colt looked up as you and the mare entered the rec room.

"Hey Souffle!" He cried, "Where you been?"

"I wanted to bring this guy along," she raises up your hoof and shakes you playfully. You waved. "Don't want him to feel left out on his first day."

"First day huh?" Said another mare at the table, "You'll do fine. My first day here was hell. But everything was better afterwards."

"Ah you whine too much, Toasty," said an elder stallion to her left. He spat out a few sunflower shells into a bin. "You all have it easy. Back in my day, we didn't have lawn mowers. I had to trim the grass with scissors!"

"Ah shut it old man," giggled Souffle, "You're just mad 'cause we won't let you smoke in the rec room."

The elder stallion mumbled and tossed a few more sunflower seeds into his mouth.

"Hey," said another colt at the table, "Grab a chair, we're just starting."

"Oh..." you mumble, "I'll just watch. I don't know how to play."

Strangely, nopony offered to teach you the game. Souffle looked at you worried but you just shrugged. As the card game went on, you watched the chips and bits move around the table. It seemed that the worst player was the elder stallion whom they all called Trims ("That's MISTER Trims you you!"). All of the chips seemed to be at Souffle's end of the table. The crooked smirk on her face was very amusing. Your eyes traveled from her face down to her neck, down to her curved back, down to her round plush ass. You felt the heat rise in your face. But underneath Souffle, there were a few cards hidden between her bottom and her seat. You smile at her deviant ways.

"Eyes up here, hot shot..."

You jump a bit. Your eyes shot straight up back to Souffle's face. She had a slight grin. You couldn't help but blush.

"Sorry," you say.

"Don't be," giggled Souffle.

The game went on for a good hour or so. Trims went through a bag of seeds and Souffle was never caught cheating. Near the end of the game, Trims seemed to have lost his temper.

"Bah!" He cried, "I'm done! This is a stupid game anyways! Souffle's always winning!"

"Ah its all good fun old timer," said a colt at the table.

"I'll bet you she's cheating," said Trims with a wide grin. You see Souffle's face go red a bit. "Its you ain't it?!" Trims suddenly points to you. "You've been helping her haven't you?!"

All you could do was sit there and watch as the rest of the table groups laughed and joked. After a good round, Trims spoke up again.

"So," he said, "What's your position?"

"Personal servant," you reply. Trims cocked an eyebrow.

"Personal you say?" He asked. You nod. Another smile creaked itself across Trims's face. He slapped a hoof to his wrinkled forehead and burst out in laughter. He slumped over onto the table, pounding his hoof onto the table. He then jabbed his elbow at Toasty and laughed again. "Did you hear?" He cried, "PERSONAL servant!"

As Trims continued to laugh, he failed to realize that he was the only one laughing. You and the rest of the ponies at the table stared at the laughing old stallion. You even grew a tad bit worried. Finally, Trims calmed down. He was heaving for breath and wiped a tear out of his eye.

"Oh boy..." he sighed, "Personal servant..."

"My mother was a personal servant too..." you say slightly annoyed and offended.

"Was she now?" Said Trims with an air of dirty sarcasm, "Well, I'll tell you something. You're in for a real treat."

And with that, Trims got up from the table and promptly left the company.

"Ah don't worry about him," said Toasty, "He just likes messing with the fresh meat around here."

"Yeah," reassured Souffle, "Plus he's bitter!"

"Bitter?" You ask, "About the smoking?"

"Nah," said a young colt at the table, "He used to be a guard for the Royal family you know. But after some kind of knee accident, he got stuck as a gardener."

"Oh," you say. So some more guards treated you strangely.

"Don't worry," said Souffle. She gave you a small peck on the cheek. The rest of the table whistled and hooted. "We still like you. Well I do anyways."

"I for one," said Toasty, "Think its time for bed!"

"Yeah...." said Souffle, "I need to get up to make breakfast tomorrow."

The table's company each got up and said their goodnights. As each member headed off to bed, Souffle gave you another small kiss before leaving to her room. As you enter your own room, you couldn't get her out of your mind. She was something different. But as soon as you closed your door a small knock sounded on it. Knowing who it could be, you open the door.

"Hey," you say. But you blink a few times before realizing that it was not Souffle. It was the mare at the front desk near the servants' entrance

"Good evening," said the mare, "Get your suit on. Now."

"But-"

"No buts," said the mare, "Celestia's requested a bottle of wine be brought up to her chambers," she clopped her hooves together, "Chop chop! You don't want to keep her waiting!"

"O-okay!" You say. You close the door, get dressed, and bolt out of the room in five minutes. You then rushed to the kitchens to grab a bottle of the most expensive wine you could find, put it on a cart, and started to make your way to the princess's chambers.

As you pushed the cart you couldn't help but wonder who in their right mind would want wine this late. It must have been around two in the morning. But it was the princess and who were you to deny what she wanted? You arrived at her door in what seemed like no time. You straightened yourself out and knocked.

"Your highness?" You whispered.

"Enter," sighed a soft voice.

You pushed open the door. Celestia was laying on her bed which had a cloudy curtain around it. You could just make out her shadow from behind the veil.

"Your wine, your highness," you say.

The princess slowly rose and stepped out of bed. As you watched, you noticed that she was very graceful for being over a thousand years old.

"Ah yes," cooed Celestia. She hadn't taken her eyes off of you. She was staring very hard at you. "Hm. You only brought one glass.."

"E-excuse me?" You stutter.

"No matter," said Celestia. She circled behind you. Her tail tickled your chin as she passed by. There was also a small CLICK behind you.

"Uh," you say nervously, "Did you just lock the door?"

"And what's it to you?" asked Celestia playfully, "We don't want anypony hearing us."

"Hear us?" You ask.

"Oh yes," said Celestia, "We don't want our little interview to be interrupted."

"Oh!" You say relieved, "Is that what I'm here for?"

"Mmm..." said Celestia eying you up and down, "Yes. Come stand here." She pointed to the center of her room.

You went to the center as Celestia poured herself some wine. You felt like you were in a spot light. Celestia laid back down on her bed and gazed at you. Her eyes seemed hungrier than before.

"Now," she said, "Lets start with a few questions."

"Yes, milady,"

"What made you want to come serve little ol' me? asked Celestia.

"My mother was a personal maid," you said, "It always seemed like good work."

"Mmm your mother..." sighed Celestia, "I remember your mother. Always so sweet and tender.."

"R-right," you say.

"Mmm," said Celestia, "Now, what is your purpose in this palace?"

"To serve and obey the princesses without question," you recite. It was the royal duty. As you finished your sentence, you noticed a wide grin on Celestia's face.

"I couldn't have put it better myself," whispered Celestia, "I think we're done with the questions. Now its time for the practical session."

Celestia put down her glass onto the floor. She then got up and circled around you. You could feel her eyes raking your whole body. She got so close to her that you felt her body heat. You felt extremely hot.

"Serve and obey you said?" Whispered Celestia.

"Uh... yes," you blurt out.

"That's what I thought," said Celestia.

Suddenly you felt her hoof rub your bottom. You jumped but didn't move away. Celestia continued to feel you up. Her hoof slid across your ass and up to your back. Her hooves then slipped down to your under belly.

"P-princess?..." you stutter.

"Mmm..." moaned Celestia, "You may not know it, but I have a stigma with my personal servants.”

"W-what?!" You blurt out. But speaking was all you could really do.

Celestia then bit your ear. Her soft breath ticked your face. You bit your lip to hold back a groan. You even tasted a little bit of blood. Her tail slid up and down the inside of your thighs and you could feel her tongue on your cheek. All in all, you were being molested. Finally, Celestia stepped away from you.

"Take off your clothes," she demanded.

"I can't do that!" You say instinctively.

"I wasn't asking," said Celestia, "serve and obey remember? I can have your head chopped off and your family hunted down."

You swallowed hard.

"Do as I say," said Celestia. She laid back down onto her bed. "Undress"

Slowly but surely, you started to strip for the princess. You unbuttoned your shirt and undid your bow tie. Both slid off of your body and landed onto the floor. You were completely unclothed. Even though this was completely normal for ponies, given the circumstances you felt degraded and naked.

"Good," cooed Celestia, "Now come here where I can get a good view of you. That's it. Now stand up on your hind legs. Balance. Thaaats it..."

You were right in front of the princess. You stood up on your hind legs revealing your belly and manhood to the princess. You could feel a small draft between your legs. Your balls contracted slightly. This obviously amused the princess. You stood there for Celestia's viewing pleasure. Her eyes traveled down and lingered at your sheath. Your face was hot from embarrassment. The princess's pupils were oddly contracted as they slid across the surface of your body. The princess even started to drool.

"Lets see how well endowed you are," giggled Celestia. The princess rose once more from her bed. Panic ran through your mind. "Get on the bed."

"W-ha.."

"Get. On. The. Bed." said Celestia slowly in a condescending tone.

You dropped onto all four hooves and cantered to the bed. You looked back to see Celestia. A sick realization gripped your heart. She was the one who raised the sun. She ruled all of Equestria. She was the one who held the power. Not only was she able to kill you on the spot, but she could literally hunt down your family. You sat down on the bed, nervously awaiting your fate. Celestia herself sat right next to you.

"Lay down on your back,"

You obeyed. She scooched closer.

"Good" said Celestia, "Now lets see what this does..."

Celestia placed her hoof on your sheath. You twitched as the cold metal of her horseshoe touched your ponyhood.

"Oooh," sighed Celestia, " We liked that didn't we?"

You didn't need to answer. Your burning face and the. helplessness said it all. Celestia continued to fondle your sheath. She even cradled each of your balls ever so slightly. The cold metal almost stung as it touched your nut. This was wrong and you knew it. But it felt so good.

Just as your timid penis started to poke its head out of your sheath, Celestia placed herself closer to you. She bent her neck down. You felt her warm tongue slip up your neck. She dragged it all the way up to your lips which you kept tightly shut. The slight resistance only make Celestia hungry for more.

Your cock was now half way out. Giggling in her molesting and your forced enjoyment, Celestia lifted her head and bent even lower down. You gasp and squeak a bit as she kisses the delicate head if your hardening member. You felt the vibrations as Celestia moaned with her lips to your cock. Using suction, she pulled and tugged at your dick, dragging it out of its warm sheath. By the time she was finished, your cock was already rock hard and oozing with salty pre-cum.

"Mmm," sighed Celestia as she licked her lips, "I like that."

"Stop p-please," you moan.

"Oh no," said Celestia slowly, "I'm having far too much fun."

Slowly she reached up and started stroking your cock. You let out an involuntary groan as she gave you a madeningly slow hoof job. You peeked your eyes open. Celestia was staring at you, eyes fixed on yours. Your body started to twitch from the stimulation. But then suddenly, Celestia stopped. You fully open your eyes.

"Oh," cooked Celestia, "Did you not want me to stop?"

You couldn't answer back. Secretly you didn't want it to stop. Celestia saw your eyes dart to the side. Her grin widened even further. Your heart was about to burst out of your chest.

"Masturbate," said Celestia. You look up at her. "You heard me. Masturbate. Pleasure yourself for me to watch."

You kept your hooves at your chest. Was the princess serious?

"I here by order you," began Celestia, "To masturbate for my enjoyment!"

Hesitantly, you reached your hoof down. It finally made contact with your dick's head. It was bobbing slightly thanks to your pulse. Using your hoof the best way you knew how, you indeed started jacking off. Although, staring intently into the princess's mad eyes, you found it hard to concentrate.
As if reading your mind, Celestia smiled. She herself took off her own horseshoes. She gently reached down between her own legs. You saw her hoof rub the thick outer lips of her own flower. She sighs and moans into your ear, only turning you on so much more. Her pussy was now glistening with sweet nectar. Your own mouth even started to water. Watching this was definitely easier to masturbate to.

"Mmm is that better?" asked Celestia, "I'll bet it is. Not many ponies have seen the royal love."

Your pumping started to grown faster. Your breathing was heavier. You were even using both hooves. They slid up and down on and around your cock. There was a small puddle of pre-cum on your belly. You even dipped your hoof into it and used it as some lubrication.

"Ooh aren't you naughty," said Celestia. Her stoking was also getting faster. You could see her hips rocking forwards and backwards. Watching you in such a lowly state obviously turned her on. You imagined that it was yourself that was pleasuring the princess, not Celestia. You kept stroking your own member. You were getting close.

But Celestia beat you to it. She hadn't taken her eyes off of your own cock. With a few squeals and a loud echoing moan, Celestia came. She sqirted a bit onto your legs and hips. It was still warm and the smell was intoxicating. You decided to finish up. Your balls were feeling tight. Your dick was starting to twitch. You arched your back.

"Stop," said Celestia. Reluctantly you obeyed. "Sit up on your knees. Cum on my face. I want to be showered in your honey."

The way the princess said those words, the silky wetness with which those words entered your ear made you want to obey. You immediately sat up. Your cock was still throbbing, bouncing up and down to every heart beat. Celestia positioned her face right in front of you. She gave you a small nod.

You again started to please yourself. You kept your eyes on Celestia's perfect face. She kept her eyes on your dick. Once again you felt the tension in your nether regions. You were about to cum on the princess's face perfect face. Her breath was blowing on your penis adding to the stimulation. It was too much.

And finally, with a few hard fast strokes, you came. It was one of the largest orgasms you had ever experienced. Your load spilled onto the princess's face. She gasped as your milky white semen poured onto her. You kept rubbing, more came out. Ropes of your gooey cum hit her eye and landed on her mane. Celestia even caught some in her open mouth.

Out of breath, you slump backwards panting. You heard Celestia groaning. She wore a content smile on her face. Your cum was dripping down her face. Celestia even lapped more as some of it reached her lips. She leaned in next to you. Smell was very pungent but at the moment, you didn't mind.

"Look at this mess you made," whispered Celestia groaning, "How am I ever going to clean this up?"

In the pit of your stomach, you already knew what she wanted. Celestia laid down on her back. She motioned her hoof at you and you rose. You could see your own semen on the princess's body. It was on her face and neck. Her lips were shiny and gooey with the stuff. Your throat felt exceptionally dry.

"Well go on," said Celestia slowly, "I'm waiting. You know what I want."

You stuck out your tongue and placed it on the princess's cheek.

"That's it," she said, "Clean me up."

And you did. Only slightly reluctant to do so, you began to lap up your own cum. Celestia had her eyes closed. She was too busy enjoying the tickling sensation that was your tongue. You licked her cheeks, the whole length of her long slender neck, around her.muzzle, and on her lips. You even dragged your tongue across her closed eye. She let out a tinkle of laughter. You sat up having finished your duty. Celestia only looked at you devilishly again.

"I'm still not all clean," she murmured. She raised a hoof and pointed to her own crotch. Celestia was right. It was still sopping wet. At this point you stopped caring. The thick juices folds and lips of the royal pussy seemed too inviting. Without any hesitation, you dove in. The princess sat up as you moved down. She spread her legs even further, exposing herself fully to you. Her natural musk and aroma made your heart race. You were literally drooling.

The princess screamed in delight. You sucked in her whole pussy into your mouth. Both of the wet lips were sucked into your muzzle. Using your tongue, you lapped and licked. You then released the suction from your mouth causing the royal crotch to pop out. The princess's juices her still thick in your mouth.

You dove in again knowing Celestia was not satisfied. You licked her pussy again, this time from the bottom all the way to the top. You even flicked her clit as you finished. It was as hard as a small pebble. You concentrated your tongue at that area.

"Oh fuck!" gasped Celestia. She grabbed your head and pushed your muzzle right up against her little clit.

Again using auction, you sucked the princess's clit between your lips. You felt Celestia shudder as she closed her legs around your head. You continued to tease. But as you went on, thoughts of Souffle entered your mind. Pictures of her pussy came into view. You imagined that this was her pussy, not the princess's.

You showed no mercy. Celestia's clit was at the mercy of your tongue. In your mouth, you beat it up. You bullied the little squirt and made the princess squeal. You even used your teeth. Celestia merely jerked and twitched in response. She started to rock her hips forwards. You could hear her breathing becoming more ragged. She even tightened her legs around your head.

Then finally, Celestia came. You felt her back arch as the orgasm rushed through her entire body. The juice from her pussy squirted onto your face and chin. The smell was intoxicating and the taste was delightful. Still twitching and panting, Celestia flopped down onto her bed. She was clearly satisfied. The wine bottle was left full by her bedside.

You sat up and looked at your work. The princess was stained with some cum and sweaty from your tongue's punishment. She used you for her enjoyment but after the rush of hormones and lust you felt terrible. You were Celestia's play thing. Her toy. She looked up to your guilty face and smiled in her sick delight.

"Well I think we're done with your initiation," she sighed. You couldn't meet her eyes. "I'm sure I've make a wonderful choice in my new personal servant."

Celestia sat up, grabbed your head with her hooves, and kissed you. You shut your eyes tight and tried to resist the princess's tongue entering your mouth.

"Mmm, wonderful toy...." murmured Celestia. You winced at the name. "And let me just remind you."

You looked up.

"If you tell anyone," said Celestia with a devious smile, "I will send you to the moon."

She had a wide grin on her face. But even so, you couldn't tell if she really meant it or not.

*************

Luna was holed up in her room. It being night and having done her duty of lifting the moon into the night sky, she decided to rest in her room and maybe read a book. But it was very late. Luna instead decided to lay on her back gazing at the high ceilings. No pony was ever awake at this hour. It was around four in the morning.

However, there were noises creeping from the room next to hers. Celestia was up doing something. Luna rolled her eyes. It was that new servant. No doubt Celestia was molesting him, exerting her absolute demand for obedience as a princess. After quite a while, Luna heard the telltale closing of a door and hooves clip clopping down back to the servants' quarters. Luna of course did not approve. It was vulgar, low, and dirty to mingle with the servants. And yet....

Celestia wasn't the only one guilty of such pleasures. Luna knew the night guards as much as Celestia knew the personal servants. Always loyal. Always obeying without question. It was almost a tradition within the castle. The new servant had to be broken, trained to know what he was forced to do was also his sworn duty.

Luna squeaked. She hadn't noticed her hoof inching towards her dark blue pussy. It was already dripping with fluid, coating the tip of her hoof. She bit her lower lip to stifle a moan. Yes, the be servant had to be trained. And perhaps Celestia's initiation wasn't enough.

Luna leaped from her bed leaving behind a small puddle. She pulled on a rope dangling from the wall. A small bell chimed. In seconds, a maid mare opened the door to the room.

"Yes, milady?" She asked.

"We request that thou summon the new servant for us," said Luna, "We require a glass of wine."

**************

~End

Chapter 1.5

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Chapter 2

At first you weren't sure if you were going to keep your job. The princesses were... odd... and the time spent around them was... odd. But there was one thing keeping you at your post. It wasn't the princess. It was another mare. You met her on your first day but right now, she was riding you like a mechanical bull.

Souffle was a sweet girl. You and she hit it off at the very beginning. After your first day of work, she noticed how stressed you looked. She took you into her room showed you her love. Things were official ever since. And the sex was always great. Like right now for instance.

"Yeah," moaned Souffle, "Fuck me like an animal!"

She placed her hooves onto your chest still bouncing up and down your erection. She had her lip between her teeth determined to fuck the living hell out of you. You obliged and thrust your hips upwards. Souffle gave a loud squeal as she was lifted into the air while you arched your back. You could feel Souffle clench around your hard member. Her fluid was dripping down onto your own belly.

Souffle started to scream and latched onto you. Her hooves were around your shoulders holding you in a tight embrace. Lost in the madness of lust, you slammed repeatedly upwards into her delicate pussy. It was driving Souffle crazy. You showed no mercy. You pumped and pumped. Finally Souffle came. She immediately tightened up around your cock and bit down on your neck trying to suppress a scream. With one last great thrust upward, you followed closely and came as well, filling her warm flower with your hot seed. Souffle squeaked as you coated her innards with your cum. The both of you flopped into a sweaty pile. Breathing heavily in the blissful aftermath you shared a final kiss and laid there. Your dick, slowly growing flaccid, popped out leaving behind a sticky mess.

"Damn it," mumbled Souffle, "I lost again and came first."

You just shrugged. Looking up at Souffle, you saw a slight tinge of red on her lips. It was just then occurred to you that she bit you. You winced in pain.

"Ooh!" Squeaked Souffle, "Sorry about that." She didn't seem it. "I like to get a little bitey."

She bent down and licked the bite mark on The side of your neck. You weren't a masochist but Souffle had a very talented tongue. You gritted your teeth as her tongue roughly pushed itself deeper into the wide cuts. You tapped her flank in pain but she only giggled and continued licking. After a long while Souffle stopped, wiped her mouth on her hoof, and kissed you again. You could taste some iron. She was beautiful.

Then there was a knock on the door. Souffle squeaked and slid off if you. She then pulled the covers up to her chin. Cute, you thought amused. You got up, looked at your body to make sure there was no visible mess, and answered the door. Toasty popped her head in with a wide grin across her chocolate brown face. She opened her mouth to speak but was struck silent. She looked to the bite mark on your neck then to Souffle who was smiling awkwardly on your bed.

"Are you two at it again?" Asked Toasty laughing, "Sweet mother earth, you two are like two bunnies in a cage."

"So what's it to you," said Souffle playfully sticking her tongue out at Toasty, "Jealous?"

"Not a chance," winked Toasty, "My girlfriend wouldn't like that."

You coughed.

"And you!" Said Toasty pointing her hoof into your chest, "Get cleaned up! Its lunch time and the princesses need their noms. You can screw your filly later!"

You open your mouth to say something.

"And another thing," interrupted Toasty, "Try and keep it down. These brick walls ain't as thick as you'd think!"

And with that Toasty left the room giggling to herself. You looked at the clock and jumped. It was eleven thirty. Lunch was to be at twelve on the spot. You couldn't be late. You had a perfect record. Ma was never late. Whatiftheprincessnoticesandgetsmadandtriesto... something warm wrapped around your neck from behind. Immediately you began to calm down. Souffle was hanging off of your neck.

"We made quite a mess," she whispered in your ear, "I'm still wet... I think ill need a hot steamy shower."

She let go of you. You craned your neck around just in time to see Souffle's hind quarters enter the bathroom. She deliberately had her tail stuck up and out of the way presenting herself to you. You bit your lower lip and looked at the clock. Eleven forty one.

Eh, a quick shower wouldn't hurt.

***********

The dining hall was as elaborate as any other room in the castle. At the center of the hall was a long dining table fit for a king. Or rather two sister princesses. At the middle of the long table was a decorative center piece with exotic flowers and plant life. The midday meal was served at the two ends of the table were Celestia and Luna each sat. The silverware was evenly placed apart and the napkins were placed on the laps they were designated for. The days meal comprised of a fresh salad with rich dressing and a fruit bowl filled with new exotic fruits that happened to be in season. You stood by Celestia monitoring the lunch time. The silent clattering of the silverware on china was echoing in the dinning hall along with the soft melody that was playing for the princess's enjoyment. Celestia magicked another mouth full of food to her muzzle. You glanced at her seeing her slowly chewing her food, her eyes closed. She swallowed and wiped with a napkin. Opening her eye just a tad, she caught your eyes.

"Servant," she said. You stood up straighter. "You were late to lunch time. You're usually never late."

"I'm sorry milady," was all that you could say.

"We were required to wait a full six minutes before we could eat," said Luna from across the table, "Thou art not usually so tardy."

"Indeed," said Celestia, "I hope our 'meetings' aren't keeping you from your sleep?"

Luna choked on her food and Celestia smiled devilishly at you. Between the princess and Souffle at nights, you did get a substantially less amount of sleep.

"Of course not," you say with a sigh.

"I would hope not," continued Celestia, "As you know, our estrous cycle starts around this time and I do hope you know-"

"Must you really talk about being in heat as we eat, dearest sister?" Luna asked loudly. She had a sneer across her face illustrating her disapproval. But you knew of course. That time of year when a mare goes into heat. You gave a heavy sigh. Celestia merely grinned harder in her evident enjoyment.

"Of course, your highness..." you say. You bent your head down in a heavy sigh.

"Servant," said Celestia suddenly in a crisp voice, "What is that on your neck?"

You immediately straightened back up and put your hoof to your neck. Souffle's little nibble was still there. Celestia, using her magic, held up a shiny spoon for you. In its domed reflection, you could see a small red tint on your white collar on your uniform. Looking back up to the princess, you could see her gaze became much more colder.

"Did something happen, my servant?" She asked. You swallowed hard.

"Just.... a small accident," you say.

"Mhmm," mumbled Celestia unconvinced. Her horn started to glow.

And suddenly, your forehead grew hot. On a concentrated point on your forehead, a heat started to grow. It intensified as it burrowed deeper into your head. Deeper and deeper. You tried to shut it out but you couldn't. The heat reached the back of your head. But it seemed to be going deeper. In a flash, thoughts of Souffle flooded your head involuntarily. Her soft eyes and tender lips popped up before your eyes. Her round ass along with her pink succulent flower clouded your vision. All the times you spent with her, your first date, the time she said "I love you..." came spilling out of your head.

And as suddenly as it started, it stopped. The heat vanished from your head and everything returned to normal. You staggered a bit as the sensation left your being. You swallowed and swayed slightly. You felt nauseous. You had a head ache. Still breathing heavily, you looked up. Celestia was staring down at you. But there was something wrong. Horribly wrong. Her eyes were colder than frozen iron. Her mouth was a straight line and her lips were pursed. There were thin lines between her eye brows. And from somewhere you could hear teeth grinding in utter rage.

"Your highness?..." you say.

Celestia turned her head abruptly with a quiet "Hmph," and resumed eating.

"Princess?..." you asked again.

Celestia lifted up her fork with her magic and pulled her salad bowl closer. Using her fork, she stabbed a boiled egg forcefully. You winced.

"Your high-"

"You may leave," said Celestia in a flat cold voice.

"E-excuse me?"

"I said you are dismissed," said Celestia in the same icy tone. She didn't even so much as glance at you. "Did I stutter?"

Slowly you backed away. There was none of the usual love in her voice. The temperature seemed to have dropped a few levels in the room. You made your way back to the kitchens, passing Luna on the way.

"Servant," she called. You stopped. "There are a few things we should inform thee. First, you have just had your mind dug through and read. Second, our sister is known to be very jealous. We mean like kill a family and change the course of history jealous."

You gulped.

"And another thing," said Luna dropping her voice, "Pardon my language, but you're fucked."

Luna turned back to her meal. You don't know if it was a trick of the light but you could have sworn Luna was grinning. Immediately you left for the servant quarters.

*********

Over the next few days were if anything peculiar. You went about your duties as usual; you served the meals, tended to the royalties, etc etc. However, the princess seemed to be ignoring you. The usual teasing was absent and the conversations were dead. She seems annoyed for most of the part and ordered you to leave just as you finished every duty. She didn't even call you into her room for her molesting.

Every time that you were with her, you could smell a certain musk these days. It was the estrous cycle for the two princesses. That coupled with her obvious annoyance of your being seemed to double the amount of edge in her attitude. She even openly glared at you. She was just being huffy, you thought fruitlessly trying to convince yourself.

After a few days of being ignored by the princess, you found yourself in bed again with Souffle. She held you in her forehooves and cuddled up next to you you. She seemed to sense the tension in your head.

"Everything okay?" She asked.

You nodded.

"There's something you're not telling me," whispered Souffle, "Is it something about the princess? You seem nervous every time you serve their food or go up to meet them."

You couldn't respond. You couldn't let Souffle know about Celestia being jealous. 'Jealous of what?' would ask Souffle. And what would you say? That she's jealous that you're not Celestia's personal slave toy? Souffle would probably just slap you across the face, kick you in the balls, call you a cheater, and leave you. You painfully sigh.

"Nothings wrong," you mumble. You turn around in bed to face her. Her eyes were filled with concern as they stared deeply into yours. You couldn't help but kiss those soft lips. She giggled and patted your cheek.

"Seems to me you need some time to blow off some steam," said Souffle, "Ill see you in the morning okay?"

She kissed your nose and hopped out of your bed. She waved goodbye as she left your room. You sighed again. You didn't know what to do. You couldn't let Souffle know about you and Celestia. It would break Souffle's heart and your neck. Souffle was the best thing that had ever happened to you. And Celestia? You couldn't tell if you loved or hated what she did to you.

Knock knock knock.

You raised your head from your pillow. A note was slipped underneath your door. You crawled out of bed to read it. It was written in bright red ink.

'My room. Now.'

And that was it. You flipped the note around in your hooves. No name or anything. You held it up to the light to see if there was a water mark. No anything. It was probably from Souffle. She did say something about 'blowing off' some steam. You smiled to yourself. Maybe some hot sex will help you relax.

You left your room and headed down the long hallway. Ponies passed you by and waved their good nights. You passed the rec room where a few stallion's were lounging around watching television and quarreling over the remote. You turned left and came to a final hallway and up to Souffle's room. You knock on the door.

"I got your note," you whisper through the door, "Open up so we can get started."

No response. You tilt your head to the left perplexed. You knocked again. Still no answer.

"Souffle?" You call as you enter the room. The door was unlocked.

And the room was empty. No pony was in the bathroom or under the covers. Souffle was gone. Your heart was beating. If the note wasn't from Souffle, who was it really from? And what happened to Souffle? Was she alright? Thinking back to the note, you realize who it could have been from. A certain cold shouldered, jealous, in heat, drastic princess came to mind.

*********

You knew the dark hallways by heart. Going through them almost every night ingrained the map into your head. As usual there was no pony else in the building still awake. Your head was full of panic and your heart was full of dread. You couldn't lose Souffle. Panting hard and an aching stitch in your side, you reached the door to Celestia's room. Sweat was dripping off of your face. There were voices creeping from the room, too muffled for you to understand what they said. You took one lest breath and barged through the door.

Luckily it was unlocked or you would have landed yourself in the infirmary. You stood up and looked around, crouched low as if ready for an attack. There was no mangled corpse, guillotine, pile of bones, or blood stains. Only a small center table. Around it sat Celestia, Luna, and-

"Souffle!" You call out. She turned her head so look at you. She smiled and waved.

"Hey!" She called, "You're late!"

You furrow your eyebrows. From the looks of it, the three ponies seemed to be having... a tea party. You approached the table, Luna waved her hoof at you, and Celestia sipped from her tea cup, not even looking at you. You sat down next to Souffle in an empty chair.

"Tea?" Asked Luna. You shook your head. Sniffing, you could smell a strong musk in the air.

"So," said Celestia finally, "I've never really gotten to know you other than as one of my talented cooks."

Souffle blushed.

"And I hear from around the bush," continued Celestia. She gave you a slight stare. "That you and my personal servant here have been getting along quite well."

Souffle dragged you into a tight hug. You could feel Celestia's eyebrows furrow. Souffle didn't seem to notice.

"We're pretty close!" chimed Souffle, "I love him."

"Indeed," said Celestia.

"Yes ma'am," she turned to you, "I got a note earlier tonight saying that the princess had something important to tell me."

Your eyes widened as you stared back into Celestia's cold gaze. She wouldn't...

"And I do,"

She was.

Celestia got up and walked to a small chest in the corner. Her scent was heavy with pheromones. She was definitely in heat. After a few minutes of rummaging, she came back with a peculiar item in her mouth. Celestia dropped it on the table. You and Souffle both looked down at the object. Luna merely sat there and sipped some tea. It was a black leather collar and leash. Souffle shuddered.

"P-princess?..." she mumbled.

"Your boyfriend," started Celestia in a cold tone, "Was, by my order, my personal toy."

Souffle looked at you. You didn't have the heart to meet her eyes. Only enough to hang your head in shame. Celestia was smiling now, obviously enjoying the twist of emotions.

"You think he was loyal?" Chortled Celestia, "He was and still is my personal slave."

Souffle gasped. You flinched.

"Servant!" Called Celestia, "Come here..."

It was agony. You pulled yourself away from Souffle and trotted slowly to your tormentor. With out being asked, you slipped on the collar. Celestia chuckled. You kept your eyes to the ground. The shame of it all was unbearable.

"I control his fate, life, and family," said Celestia, "You are just a side thought."

Souffle made no noise. Luna merely watched. Celestia kicked away the table, leaving Souffle and Luna sitting in their chairs. The china smashed on the floor and the tea spilled across the carpet. Celestia laid down and tugged on your leash. You jerked and came closer.

"Ill show you," whispered Celestia, "You are mine. No one else's. Not even this little smut." She looked up to Souffle but continued to speak to you. "Now service me like I know you love to."

You started to bend down. Celestia opened her legs, revealing her literally dripping pussy. She was definitely in heat. Her fluid was running down the inside of her legs. The smell was bewitching and your mouth watered. Before you made contact you looked up. Souffle was staring at you eye wide with horror. Tears were starting to well up in her eyes. Emotions ran rampant in her heart. Celestia let out a loud cackle. Your heart broken, you plunged in.

Celestia screamed as your lips touched hers. Souffle gasped and sobbed. You shut your eyes as you sucked and licked. Celestia was writhing and groaning in ecstasy. Her swollen clit seemed harder than usual.

"You!" She said pointing at Souffle, "I want you to watch. I want you to understand. Augh... YES!" She jammed your muzzle into her pussy. "This toy is mine and I don't intend to share.
I want you to watch me enjoy it."

Celestia was now rasping for breath. Her hips were gyrating up and down humping your face. Then she came. She screamed aloud and coated your face with her sweet juices.

"Mmmm," she groaned, "Did you enjoy that? Of course you did."

Souffle's was heart broken. You could see tears dripping off of her face. If anything stabbed at your heart, it was this. The pony you loved in tears. All because of you.

"I still don't think she understands," said Celestia. She looked at you, then to Souffle, then back to you. "Kiss me. Kiss me like you would kiss her. Show me your love."

You had to. This goddess controlled who lived and who died in this room. You slowly walk up to her. You look to Souffle, hoping that the guilt you felt inside was noticed by her. As your lips reached the princess's, you could see Souffle mouthing the word "No..."

And you kissed the princess. Your mouths opened and your tongues wrestled. The lust was overpowering and the lips soft.

"Stop!"

You broke the kiss. Souffle had knocked down her chair and was standing heaving for breath. Angry tears streamed down her cheeks. In an unbridled rage, Souffle charged. Celestia held you and merely smiled.

"Luna?"

And with a swift movement, Luna pinned down Souffle with her magic. Souffle snorted and bucked, trying to get at Celestia who was merely laying on her side.

"I think we should teach her a lesson," said Celestia, "Luna darling you've been waiting patiently haven't you?"

"You have no idea," panted Luna, "I'm in as much heat as you are Celestia."

Luna had completely dropped the Canterlot voice. She ran to the chest in the corner still holding down Souffle. Soon, she came running back. In her lips she held a long rubber dong and strappon. Souffle looked at the elephantine toy in terror. As did you.

Luna hurriedly slipped on the strappon. It was made so that a third of it slipped inside Luna. It was long and thick, glistening with lubrication. Souffle tried to scream but some magic caught her in the muzzle silencing her. Celestia now turned to you.

"Now you must learn a lesson," she said menacingly, "you chose the wrong princess to piss off. And now you're going to pay."

Celestia nodded to Luna who had a mad look in her eyes. She stood over Souffle, smiling and drooling. Thick juices were literally pouring from Luna's stuffed pussy. Souffle looked up into the mad eyes with terror. If anything, this was rape.

Luna pushed the tip of the rubber cock up against Souffle's pussy. She struggled and tried to scream. It was too much. Die or not, you had to help her. You got up but was immediately dragged back down to the floor. Celestia pinned you down belly down to the floor. She was surprisingly strong. But being a jealous mare in heat, that was expected.

"Ah ah ah!" Giggled Celestia, "You are going to watch every bit!"

Luna looked to Celestia who gave her another nod. Luna's smile grew wider. Luna started to push. Souffle felt the pressure on her pussy and gasped. Those thick lips started to part and stretch. Souffle gave out another muffled scream. Slowly but surely, after a few agonizing minutes of pushing and squeezing, the enormously thick dong was finally pushed in. Luna and Souffle were hip to hip. Souffle's eyes were rolled up. The magic was no longer blocking her mouth. She wore a broad dumb smile, her tongue lolling out, drooling. She seemed to be lost in the thrill of lust. Luna started pulling out. Souffle looked at her.

"Does this feel good?" Whispered Luna quietly. Everyone could hear. Souffle nodded.

Luna pulled out half way then thrust back in. Souffle screamed. Not in pain, but in pleasure. Again, Luna pulled out and rammed the dong back in, filling up Souffle who had already came once. Again and again Luna plunged the toy into Souffle, filling every inch of her. Both were groaning and screaming. Souffle got up and turned around. She lifted her tail, inviting Luna to take her from behind. Using her hoof to guide the toy, Luna slipped the dong back into Souffle's dripping pussy. This time it slid easily.

You watched in shock. Still being pinned down by Celestia, you watched as Souffle was being wrecked by Luna and her demon of a toy. And Souffle was enjoying it. Without you. Again you were heartbroken. But watching Souffle scream and have forced a orgasm and pleasure made your broken heart pump. You imagined that it was you who was loving Souffle not Luna. Your cock was throbbing and oozing with precum. You hadn't noticed. But Celestia had.

"You are Truely a naughty pony...." sighed Celestia, "Watching your girlfriend get pleasured against her own will and yet you are aroused."

Without another word, Celestia flipped you onto your back. Your erection laid on your belly bumping up and down as your heart pumped blood through it. Guilty or not, you were more turned on than you were in your whole life. Celestia kissed your dick and gave it a little lick. She slipped your cock into her mouth. You couldn't suppress your moan as her tongue swirled around. Celestia, with the most talented mouth you would ever have the pleasure of feeling, bobbed her head up and down. She slurped and choked. Her head was a white blur pumping around your dick.

Luna was punishing Souffle. Luna didn't remember a thing, but she knew Souffle had to be punished. Mercilessly, she pumped and pumped, ramming the huge toy into her flower. Souffle was screaming. Her pussy stretched out like never before. Tears were running down her face. To Souffle this felt like heaven. But this was forced and she felt like a slut. To be raped was a horror. The horror was forced enjoyment, but enjoyment none the less. Souffle could see her boyfriend with Celestia. Celestia was giving head like a true god. Her boyfriend was enjoying it for too much. Celestia was just that much better. Souffle chocked and came again. Lubricant coated the toy and spilled onto the floor. Luna pulled out. The dong fell out with an audible pop. Souffle fell to the floor, her breath ragged, crying silently in guilt.

You couldn't take it any more and Celestia knew it. As she moaned, the vibrations from reverberated around your throbbing member. After a last few stokes, Celestia sucking in your dick into her throat, her nose at your groin. Not a second later, you came. It was heaven. One splurt, two, three, and four. You shot your cum down Celestia's throat directly into her stomach. You flopped to the floor exhausted. Celestia slid your dick out of her mouth and licked her lips.

"We're not done," she whispered, "Luna. Bring that little slut over here."

Souffle was dragged across the floor to the center of the room. Celestia then room you and laid you next to Souffle. You were both sweaty and full of guilt.

"Now," said Luna. Celestia sat down next to her. "Pleasure him."

"And you pleasure her," said Celestia to you.

"Or you both die,"

You looked into Souffle's eyes and she into yours. You couldn't speak; your tongue was lodged somewhere between your heart and your throat. You couldn't apologize for the secrets. You cohort apologize for the hiding. All you could do was stare. But she smiled...

Souffle watched as her own beloved stared back at her. He was heavy with guilt. She enjoyed being violated, forced to orgasm. She still couldn't believe her boyfriend would hide something so vile from her. But the way he looked at her now, those silent tears and woeful eyes, she knew he did not try to hurt her intentionally. Souffle looked into his eyes and smiled.

You and she met in the middle with a long kiss. No words were spoken but all was understood. Things started to heat up again. Souffle reached her hoof down to your dick. You could immediately feel yourself growing rock hard. Without any hesitation, you laid Souffle on her back and plunged into her. The familiar warmth and flesh was better than anything you felt in a long time. Souffle squeaked and moaned. She tightened herself around your cock and you grunted in the stimulation. Your hips moved faster and faster, impaling Souffle in her love each time.

Celestia and Luna looked on in amazement. Even after everything tonight, the two servants still found love for each other. Hot steamy love. Celestia and Luna hadn't reached orgasm yet this night and watching the two make sex turned them on even further. Celestia and Luna looked at each other. Luna was still wearing the strappon. Luna, getting the right idea, leaped onto her sister. Celestia spread her legs. The two sisters started screaming in utter pleasure.

You and Souffle were in a frenzy. You plunged and plunged. Souffle writhed and screamed as she tugged on the carpet on the floor. It was too much. After a last bone breaking thrust, you and Souffle came. You drenched her innards with your hot seed. Souffle arched her back and rolled her eyes up, her scream caught somewhere in her throat. You fell on top of her panting. Your cum was oozing out onto the floor. Souffle seemed to have passed out. You had no strength left. Your eye lids started to droop. Somewhere behind you, you could hear two voices screaming and hollering.

***********

You were warm and cozy. The familiar smell of your own bed was nice and your pillow was very soft. There was the usual chitterchatter around your room as other ponies talked and got their day started. It must have been a Saturday by the sounds of it. That meant you'd get a bit more sleep before you had to get up.

You turned around in your bed and, through your half closed eyes, you saw Souffle. She was already awake and looking at you. Her warm breath brushed your face and her sweet scent filled your head with happy thoughts. But there was still a lump of guilt sitting in the pit of your stomach. It seemed to squirm around like some slimy eel.

"Souffle," you say, "I -"

Souffle reached up and put her hoof on your lips silencing you. She shook her head and smiled. The guilt writhed more violently.

"Don't apologize," said Souffle, "I'm not mad. I'm angry."

Your heart dropped. Souffle seemed to have noticed.

"O-oh but not at you!" She stammered, "At the princess. I know she was forcing you to do... that. And it was a horrible thing to do playing with our emotions."

You could only stare back amazed.

"I know she has power and that she could have ended us and our families," she continued, "So don't worry. I just think Celestia had a fit. We really couldn't have done anything."

She understood. That's all you needed to know. She understood.

"I still love you," she said.

"Me too," was all you could utter back.

This was all you needed. Her. Just her and her love was all that you needed. She was hot headed and quick to act, but you didn't care. She was in your books perfect. You couldn't be happier. You leaned in for a kiss.

She grabbed you by the throat. You choked and stared back.

"But if I ever EVER catch you cheating on me," she said quietly, "I'll castrate you, okay?"

She wore a smile on her face as if she had just said "The weather seems nice today." You only sighed and smiled. You couldn't find any reason to cheat.

"One more thing," said Souffle, "When the princess calls you up again I'm coming along."

You stared at her in astonishment.

"What?" Said Souffle with a peculiar grin, "That was fucking fun!"

~End

Chapter 3

You were back in Ponyville. The first part of your day, to say at the very least, seemed to pass in a fugue state. You looked around at the quaint little town. You saw Sugar Cube Corner, town square, and even the old grade school you used to attend. However, the shining crystal castle where the old library used to be was new. But perhaps the strangest part of the day was that, after you woke up in bed, you didn't remember how you got to Ponyville, or even as to why you were here. All you remembered currently was that you wanted to leave immediately, that coming here was a mistake. Your heart was beating somewhere in the region of your throat and your mouth felt particularly dry. But at that moment, Souffle gave a firm tug at your hoof.

"C'mon! It'll be fun!" said Souffle, "I'm sure your parents won't mind me!"

Oh. That was right. It was another weekend and you came back to your hometown to visit your parents and introduce them to Souffle. As you made your way through Ponyville, you couldn't help but think. It wasn't that you were ashamed of Souffle. Heck, you felt like the luckiest stallion in the world. You've been dating for the whole month you were stationed at the Canterlot palace and you couldn't be happier. No, you were more worried about your parents embarrassing you or worse, Souffle talking about your diverse love life.

"Maybe," you started to say, "Maybe we can schedule this another time!"

"What?" replied Souffle, "I wanna meet your folks!"

"How about-"

"Come on."

"No, what about-"

"Nope."

"How about we-"

"Is this their place?"

You blinked. Following Souffle, you failed to register that the two of you had arrived at your parents' place. Looking at the house, you were hit with a sudden pang of nostalgia. The house was neither too new nor too dilapidated. The front yard had dad's patch of well kept carnations, the windows were still squeaky clean, and your Chester's (your old canine friend) doghouse was in the corner of the front yard.

"Yep!" chimed Souffle as she pushed you towards the front door, "Looks like the place!"

As you sat at the front porch and as Souffle rapped at the door, you felt a certain acceptance of your fate. There was a muffled "Coming!" and an old bark as a silhouette of your mother grew larger in the front door window. The door swung open wide to reveal your mother. She had a kind and tender face. Her age had definitely caught up to her, but she still looked spry and able to take care of herself. You had inherited her coat color and eyes, which had faded a bit on your mother. Next to her was your old dog Chester the Jack Russel terrier. He had gotten a bit plump over the years and his skin looked like it was two sizes too big for him.

"Honey!" she cried, "So nice of you to drop by!"

Your mother noticed Souffle who was smiling sheepishly next to you and gasped as Chester sniffed at Souffle's hooves.

"Oh!" said your mother, "And you brought a guest! Why didn't you tell me?"

"I uh," you said scratching Chester behind the ears, "forgot to mention it, mom."

"Well, come in!" said mom, "Make yourselves at home and I'll get some refreshments out."

As she lead you and Souffle down the hall and to the kitchen, you saw Souffle gawk at your childhood pictures on the wall. There was one of you in a crib, one of you winning third place at your first spelling bee, and one of you in a graduation gown and braces. There was even one of you next to a large Hearth Warming Eve present with a puppy Chester sticking out of it. Souffle giggled at each one and smiled at you. You felt some heat rise in your cheeks, but you couldn't help but laugh with her.

"Dear," said your mom as she entered the kitchen, "We have guests!"

Sitting at the kitchen table was your old man. He had the look of a stallion who was once very well built but then had quickly aged. Your mane and physique strongly resembled your father's. He was working on a large bouquet that took up most of the kitchen table.

"Hey son!" he said, "Glad you could drop by."

He took a long look at Souffle, who waved nervously at him.

"And who is this pretty lady?" asked your father, "Aren't you a bit young to be dating?"

"Dad.." you mumbled.

Souffle giggled and you sighed as the both of you took seats across the table. Souffle shot you a reassuring glance as your mother put down a tray of biscuits and milk tea down at the table. Your dad was giving you a wink and your mother giggled as you felt the inevitable dread of embarrassment. But, all things considered, it felt good to visit home again.

"So," said your mother as she sat down next to your father, "How's work?"

"Uh," you stammered, "Great."

Even though your mother had the exact same job as you did, you were hell bent on never bringing up initiation.

"That's good to hear," said your father, "It'll keep you on your toes."

"That's for sure," said Souffle. You made a choking noise.

"So," said your mother, "Are you one of our son's little friends? I'm glad to see that he's not being too antisocial."

"Mooom," you grumbled. Souffle only giggled.

"Oh, we're a bit more than friends," said Souffle. She nudged your shoulder.

"Mom. Dad," you said, "This is Souffle. My girlfriend."

You mother gasped and you father slapped his knee.

"Ooh!" squealed your mother, "Girlfriend! Dear, our son has a girlfriend!"

"Atta boy!"

"Mom.. Dad..."

"He had better be treating you well," said your father, "If you know what I mean!"

You spat out some of your tea and Souffle blushed.

"I hope you're ready to take care of him," said your mother, "He used to be such a hoof-full!"

"Oh my gosh..." you groaned as you buried your face in your hooves.

Souffle merely laughed with your parents.

"Oh, don't worry," said Souffle leaning on you, "I'm more than a hoof-full for him."

You parents again burst into laughter. If anything, they seemed to love Souffle.

"Oh, now don't you start," you said to Souffle, your spirits rising a bit at her touch.

After the initial wave of embarrassment, the afternoon went by without a hitch. Souffle and your parents got along very well. Your parents told her about how they met at Canterlot, about how they got married, and about how they now lived off of retirement and your father's flower shop. After a while, the subject of your childhood came up and, to your horror, the family photo album came out. Your mother showed off all of your baby pictures ("Oh, he was such a cry baby when he was little!" "Mom!") and pictures of your younger years. Everything seemed to be going well, everything from your parents' and Souffle's enjoyment to Chester slowly drooling onto your lap. Slowly but surely, you grew happy that you got to bring Souffle over to your parents' place. But after what seemed like a long afternoon of chatting and joking, it was time for you and Souffle to catch the train back to Canterlot. With three generous helpings of cookies in your stomachs, you decided to depart.

"Come back soon, you hear?" called you mother from the door way, "Come back whenever you like! That includes you, missy!"

Souffle turned and waved back at your parents.

"Will do!" she called back, "Thanks again for the cookies and tea recipe!"

"Good luck at work, son!" said your father. You smiled back at him reassuringly.

At the train station, there was a lot of commotion as per usual. Ponies dashed left and right trying to make their last minute train departures, foals cried as their parents waited patiently for their tickets, and other ponies sat at the benches waiting for their own rides to arrive. You and Souffle were right on time in getting to your departing train. As you turned in your tickets and made your way to some empty seats, the train began to move. The ponies on the train were too absorbed in their own personal lives to pay anyone else any attention, whether that was reading the paper or keeping rowdy foals in check. You and Souffle found two seats together near the back of you train car. As the train obtained full speed, Souffle pulled out the packet of cookies your mother had given you.

"What?" said Souffle, her muzzle full, "These are really good."

"Duh," you said smiling. You reached over and helped yourself a cookie.

"I'm glad this isn't a very long train ride though," said Souffle wiping her mouth, "I need a nap before I get back to work."

"A nap does sound nice," you replied.

"You know," said Souffle suddenly, "I can see how you mom did so well in taking care of the princesses."

"Really?"

"Yeah," said Souffle, "I mean, she took really good care of you."

You couldn't help but smile at this compliment to your mother. You made a mental note to mention it in your next letter home.

"Do you ever think," started Souffle again, "how your own mom had the same job as you did? Doing the same things?"

You shuddered and cringed. Your mother in your position was a mental image you adamantly kept out of your head.

"I try to not think about that..." you mumbled as Souffle giggled jokingly at your dismay.

Souffle chewed on another cookie and swallowed, smacking her lips and coughing a bit.

"You alright?" you asked.

"I'm fine," said Souffle, "Just a bit thirsty."

"Well," you started to say, "I think you can get some water here somewhe-"

But you trailed off as your gaze fell upon Souffle. She seemed to be staring off into space, her gaze slightly unfocused.

"Souffle?" you said, waving your hoof in front of her, "Hello?"

Souffle blinked and a smile grew on her face.

"Follow me," whispered Souffle as she grabbed your hoof.

"Wait wh-"

Souffle dragged you from your seat and pulled you towards the very back of the car. Only offering a little resistance, you saw that she was heading towards the small, single bathroom at the end of the car.

"Whoa, hey!" you whispered, "What are you doing? We can't go in there together! That's for one pony at a time and what if other ponies see wh-"

"Does it look like anyone cares?" Souffle whispered back, her grin still firmly on her face.

You glanced around behind you. Ponies indeed seemed to be in-cased in each of their own little worlds. A few elderly ponies were fast asleep in their seats, ponies were reading various magazines and papers, a young colt was playing a hoof-held video game next to his mother, and a few parents were talking as their children watched the scenery outside pass by. In your momentary halt in resistance, Souffle gave your forehoof a hard yank and pulled you into the bathroom. She dragged you onto the toilet in a sitting position as she locked the door behind you. The bathroom was very cramped, especially now that it currently held two bodies. It was a very small bathroom with a single toilet, a single sink, and not much more room than to do your usual loo-related business. After Souffle made sure that the two of you wouldn't be interrupted, she turned to you, gazing with her usual bedroom eyes and devilish grin. Before you could say anything, she threw herself onto you and planted a deep kiss onto your lips. You kissed back without thinking and she broke off.

"What are-" you began to say. Souffle put a hoof to your mouth, shutting you up.

"I'm thirsty," she whispered, "and I want to reward you for taking me to meet your folks."

Souffle started kissing you neck. You felt a shudder ripple down your spine as Souffle left a small hickey. You watched in anticipation as Souffle made her way south. She first peppered your chest, then your stomach, and then your groin with small kisses. As small as they were, each kiss sent a pleasant shock throughout your body. Souffle came eye to eye with your colt-hood and you could see that there was anticipation even in her own eyes. Souffle drew slowly closer, stuck out her tongue, and slid it into the entrance of your sheath. If there was one thing you had learned in the time you two were together, it was that Souffle knew exactly how to use her tongue. The muscles in your thighs and butt tensed as Souffle swirled her tongue around in your sheath. It brushed lightly around the tip of your cock, which was quickly filling up with blood. As you squirmed in muffled delight, you saw Souffle look up at you. God, those eyes and her face were cute. Souffle didn't let up. She kept her lips stuck to your groin as if they were glued there. You started to become erect. As your cock grew in size, it pushed Souffle's tongue aside as it slid into her open mouth. Regardless of where her tongue was, Souffle made sure it still circled the tip of your penis.

Souffle closed her eyes in concentration. As your dick became more erect, it started to fill her mouth. You could feel it slip through her lips, across her tongue, and move towards the back of her throat. You watched in amazement as Souffle had her nose pressed against your groin, your rock hard erection now visibly bulging in her throat. Every sensation seemed to be magnified. Souffle made a swallowing motion that pulsed across your cock. She moaned, which sent vibrations down to your ball sack. Your hips twitched from the stimulation, causing Souffle to look up again at you, a grin curving around your shaft. Souffle then pulled back her head. You had to watch as your cock, now glistening with saliva, slip out of her muzzle. It slipped out of her mouth with a gentle pop. Souffle let it rest against her face before she gave it another broad lick and took it back into her mouth.

Souffle began to move her head up and down. You put one of your forehooves on her head, further encouraging her. As Souffle continued to blow you hungrily, you could already feel yourself getting close to climax. Not wanting to finish too early, you tried to stop Souffle. However, even as you tried to gently push her off, Souffle merely knocked your hoof aside. With both of her hooves, she grabbed your thigh with no intention of letting go. You felt your legs give an involuntary kick as she latched on. You groaned as Souffle continued to suck and slurp loudly at your dick. Luckily, the train was loud enough to block it out. She started bobbing her head even faster, knowing how close you were to ejaculation. Using your elbows, you propped yourself on top of the toilet. Your balls began to feel tight. As you came closer and closer to climax, your breathing became panting. Souffle took notice to this. She sucked in your cock one last time to the base. You were about to cum at any moment. Souffle let your dick pop out of her mouth and started gliding her hooves up and down along your shaft. As she stared up at you, Souffle opened her mouth, your dick pointing directly at it. You got the idea. Souffle hung her mouth open, her tongue hanging out of it. She jerked you of faster and faster, her saliva acting as a lubricant. Pre-cum was dribbling from the tip of your cock as you neared climax.

You closed your eyes in concentration as the sensation of ejaculation grew. You were at your limit. As, Souffle gave your dick three more hard strokes, her mouth still wide open in anticipation for your seed, you came. As you hit climax, you arched your back, cum shooting from your dick. Thick ropes of your sticky cum shot directly into Souffle's mouth. Your shaft quivered as each pulse sent your hot seed into Souffle's open mouth and face. As you slumped back onto the toilet, you saw Souffle smiling, apparently savoring the taste of your cum. She sighed and swallowed, cum dripping form her lips and from the bridge of her muzzle. Some even got onto her mane. She took your cock into her mouth again, sucked out what was left in your dick, and swallowed again. You just sat on the toilet seat and watched her as your dick slowly became flaccid, retreating back into your sheath.

"Yum," sighed Souffle faintly as she licked her lips.

"Thank you.." you groaned, a stupid but content smile on your face.

"Thank you," said Souffle with a small giggle.

Souffle then made a hassle in getting cleaned up. She washed quickly at the small sink as you wiped up yourself and the bathroom with toilet paper. Souffle told you to wait a few seconds after she had left the bathroom before coming out so the two of you wouldn't attract any attention. Souffle left the bathroom quickly. After you waited a while and before you left, you looked around the bathroom to make sure you didn't miss anything. You nonchalantly left the bathroom stall, closed the door, and made your way to your seat next to Souffle. She leaned against you as the train made the rest of it's way to Canterlot. But just then, a young colt got up from his seat at the front of the car. He made his way back towards the bathroom. As he passed, he caught your eye. Even though you knew that you cleaned the bathroom thoroughly, you gave him a nervous grin. He smiled innocently back at you but gave Souffle a inquisitive look.

"Uh," said Souffle, "Hi?"

"You know," said the young colt bluntly, "You have some frosting on your cheek, lady."

Without a second word, the colt trotted away and into the bathroom. Souffle, a brilliant blush spreading across her face, was frozen in her seat. Also without a word, and with a suppressed fit of laughter, you wiped the 'frosting' off of Souffle's cheek with a napkin. The two of you didn't say anything for the rest of the trip.