Celestia and Anon's Adventures in Submission and Dominance

Pale light painted the stone walls of Anon and Celestia's chambers. It shone from a cloudless night sky across the lush bed through an open window looking out onto the palace courtyards. This time of night, not a soul moved through the castle grounds. Anon rose groggily and gazed out into the gardens. Celestia relished the time she was able to steal away and tend to the plants. It was technically the job of the groundskeepers, but she liked to say it was a "stress reliever."

Anon hadn't seen her in almost a week; a diplomatic something or other in the Zebra lands had called her across the ocean, and away from him. One more night alone, and she'd be back. For a moment it struck him how odd it was that he had grown so attached to her - one of the first humans in history to ever live in Equestria, and probably the first to fall in love and get married to one of their people. And their leader, at that. It was almost funny how ridiculous it was, but after a year of life here, it was just normal. She was part of his life now, and he liked it.

Six days without Celestia had caused him no shortage of distress, both emotionally and physically. Six days without the feel of her mane in his hands. Her long neck resting over his shoulder. Her soft coat brushing against his bare skin. Anon sighed, his breath misting in the cool night air. It was so strange to think of her as his wife. But every time he did, he felt contentedness well up inside him. He closed the window, plodded across the carpeted floor to the empty bed they shared, and fell into sleep. He dreamed.

Celestia lay before him on their bed. He was standing over her, nude, as she gazed upwards at him. A velvet-lined leather bridle encircled her muzzle, and she wore black socks up past her knees. Her lithe form radiated meekness and subservience in all the ways he loved. Arousal began to take hold.

The scene blurred, changed. Wherever he was, it was dark. The only sensations he could feel were the cold hardness of the floor under his back and the warmth and weight of something soft slowly pressing down on his crotch. It was her. She looked back at him over her shoulder as she lowered her haunches, grinding against him...

The dream faded out slowly. He was lying on his side, the empty half of the luxurious bed stretching out beside him. Anon's mind was still clouded with the fog of sleep, and his vision was blurred. Was there... someone next to him? A dark shape, lying on its side, staring at him? No. No, the bed was still empty. Right? Anon drifted once more into sleep.

He was lying next to her again. On their sides, face to face. Celestia's wavy mane framed her face. Her large eyes loomed at him in the darkness, and she smiled, inching closer to him. She leaned forward and pressed her nose against his. She closed her eyes, and Anon closed his.

His eyes opened again. It was real this time. He was awake - at least, he was pretty sure. But then, how was there somebody - somepony - next to him? He blinked. A long, dark-colored mare occupied the empty half of the bed next to him. The first thing he noticed was her sly smile. Something mischievous twinkled in her eye. The second thing he noticed was that the person - pony - in his bed was his wife’s sister. The third thing was that she was way, way too close for comfort. Her nose was pressed up against his, and one of her rear legs was draped over his thigh. Her wavy indigo tail swished back and forth slowly and seductively.

The next thing he noticed was how she was dressed - black lacy panties covered her most intimate parts. A frilly collar of black lace encircled her slender neck, and black and purple striped stockings covered her long legs.

In a split second Anon was fully awake. He reeled back as his mind raced. "Luna?!"
Her mischevious grin only deepened.

"Yes, anon?" Her voice was low, sultry. She shifted weight towards him, nestling her leg under the blanket, over the bare skin of his leg. In spite of himself, something stirred within him.

"...What exactly are you doing?" Her face went serious. She spoke softly, as if her and Anon were sharing a secret joke. "I just thought I'd keep you company. Tia's been gone so long... I... thought you might be a little bit lonely."

A million thoughts ran through Anon's head, chief among them, images of Celestia in tears when she found out what happened. Then, an image of her punishing him horribly. And not in the way he liked. Aside from that, however, were a hundred other, less pure thoughts. To his credit, it took less than two seconds before he pulled away. Anon spoke with a trembling voice.

"Okay. Stop. You... you know Celestia would not be okay with this." He began to realize that maybe she didn't really know how inappropriate this was. "Luna... okay, like, when someone's in a relationship, you can't just get in bed with them, and... and touch them like that. Okay?"

The indigo-coated princess's expression soured. Her voice adopted a husky, stern tone.

"Anon. I am over one thousand years older than you are. I understand perfectly the dynamics of intimate relationships." A hint of her sly smile returned. She rose upright, kneeling on her forelegs. "Perhaps I can demonstrate my experience."

Suddenly, she was on top of him, pinning his arms down with her forehooves, her haunches resting above his crotch. The blanket separating the two was feeling awfully thin right about now. In spite of his determination, his cock twitched as Luna pressed her weight onto him. Her dark blue coat felt wonderfully soft against his naked chest. Her deep purple mane waved softly as it framed her long face. Luna’s eyes were a deep blue - almost black. Her smile widened as her eyes narrowed. She pressed closer to him, and Anon could feel her heart beating against his chest.

Luna lowered her face down to his, her grin having returned in full force, and kissed his neck. The cold air tingled on his skin as her lips and tongue moved across it. She moved her mouth up to nibble his ear and in a second Anon was hard. He struggled, but Luna’s horn glowed a deep blue as she used her magic to force his wrists to the bed. “Luna, WAIT-”

The door to the bedroom swung open.

In the doorway, bathed in the white glow of the moonlight, was Celestia.

Anon’s heart froze. His entire body went numb. “Celestia! Oh my God! It’s not what it looks like. I… uh, I didn’t… she just started...” His voice trailed off weakly.

Anon expected rage and fury. Or tears. Or, at the very least, shock. What he did not expect was for the tall, slender pony to calmly close the door behind her with her magic and walk deliberately across the room. Her hooves clopped softly across the carpet and stone floor. His wife’s expression was stern. Her eyes never left Anon’s. Luna had stopped moving as well, and her smile had only grown. Anon struggled once more against Luna’s magic pinning his wrists down. He twisted back and forth under her, and the blanket slipped off of him. Anon was fully exposed - his erection standing straight up, poking through Luna’s tail. “Luna! Stop! Get off!” Why was she doing this? Was she insane? Celestia was right there!

Princess Celestia’s voice chilled him to the bone. “I knew this would happen. My own sister… and you can’t even control yourself. We made vows, Anon.” She glanced towards his exposed member, nestled against her sister’s buttocks. He only grew harder as he continued to struggle. Luna actually giggled as his cock rubbed against her. “You should be ashamed, Anon.” She dropped her eyes and her voice.

Anon’s heart sunk even lower. He panicked. “Okay. Everyone stop. This is not what it looks like. I was asleep! And Luna just… jumped on top of me! I couldn’t move. Why aren’t you mad at her?! Celestia. Please, trust me. I wouldn’t do this to you. Never. I need you to believe me.”

The mare he loved looked up once more. “Oh yes. I believe that fully. I don’t think you’re understanding what’s going on.”
Anon’s indignant expression turned incredulous. “...What?”

This time, it was Luna’s turn to speak. “Anon… Tia’s told me about some of the fantasies you’ve shared. We’ve actually been planning this for some time…” She snuggled closer to him.

What. What? No way. This was still a dream. Is this why Celestia wasn’t in tears? Or why he wasn’t currently a bloody mess on the way to the infirmary?

The regal white mare moved next to the bed and raised a foreleg to rest atop the mattress. “It’s true. Anon, we’ve been sisters for over a millenia. We share everything. I hope you’re not hurt. I wouldn’t have told her if I wasn’t sure she’d be okay with it. And… I think you’ll be happy with how it all works out..” She climbed fully into bed with him. There were now two very beautiful women - mares - in his bed; one on top of him, pressing warmly into his crotch with her ass, the other snuggling up next to him with her head resting on his chest.

“You guys. You’re sure. One-hundred-percent-” Anon groaned a bit as Luna swished her flowing tail over his balls. “S-sure?” The two royal mares shared identical smiles. “Let’s show you.”

Luna rose to her hooves and scooted backwards, plopping down along his right leg. Celestia lay along his left. Simultaneously, the two locked eyes with Anon, moved their lips down, and gave a long, wet lick along either side of his penis.

Anon could have died happy right there. Two warm, wet tongues moved up the sides of his cock. His entire body almost went into shock; numbness tingled in his fingers and toes. Ecstasy bubbled up in his chest and stomach and he arched his back, panting. As both mares reached the tip, they moved their tongues together. Then their lips. Celestia and Luna shared a passionate kiss. Their tongues probed the inside of each others’ mouths. Luna opened one large dark eye and winked at Anon. Celestia pulled away first. She giggled softly, but Luna looked a little saddened as her big sister pulled away. “Now Luna… we need to save some for my husband here. We mustn’t be selfish.” She licked her lips. Luna’s smile returned. “Agreed.”

Celestia’s horn glowed, and from beneath the four-poster bed floated a familiar wooden box. The latch cracked and the lid swung open to reveal a collection of bedroom toys - riding crops, bridles, dildos, butt plugs. Velvet-lined handcuffs and soft ropes. Everything that Anon and Celestia had shared in their bedroom adventures. Celestia removed the bridle and riding crop. The former, she tied around her sister’s muzzle. The latter, she placed next to Anon. Luna’s voice trembled with anticipation. “I’ve heard wonderful things about this, Anon. I want you to show me.” She turned away from him and kneeled down on her forelegs. Her rear lifted into the air. Her dark indigo tail wavered invitingly. “Please. Master.”

With her ass in the air, Anon had a beautiful view of her nethers. Her black panties still covered her, but this close, in the bright glow of the moonlight, he could see right through them. Luna’s rear was well-defined. Soft. Gorgeous. Her pussy lips had already begun to part ever so slightly, and a spot of wetness was starting to develop between them, soaking through her panties. She looked somewhat smaller and tighter than her sister. In fact, that might be a problem later on… He pushed that from his mind for now though. Regardless of what Luna had asked for, he knew from experience the importance of foreplay. With this in mind he leaned forward, placed his hands on her flanks, and slowly peeled her panties downwards off her rear, over her purple and black stockings. She lifted one leg and allowed him to pull them completely off, and Anon tossed them aside. Then, he leaned forward and llicked once, slowly and deliberately, along her lips. Luna let out a squeak the moment his tongue made contact and one of her legs collapsed. She panted. “S-sorry... “ she stuttered and raised her ass once more. Anon wasted no time and dragged his tongue once more along her lips, from bottom to top. She tasted sweet. Different from her sister, but familiar. More wetness began to appear as Luna tried to suppress tiny squeaks and moans of pleasure. Her eyes closed. Her legs wobbled. “Oh. Oh God. Anon. Please don’t stop. Please don’t stop-” Luna’s breathing quickened almost alarmingly and her legs threatened to collapse underneath her. Her pussy was soaking by this point. The sweet, tangy taste and scent overwhelmed Anon’s senses as his tongue probed further and further inside her. He drew back to take another breath and saw Celestia sitting on her haunches, her eyes intensely fixed on her sister’s pussy. One forehoof traced a gentle line up and down her slit. Anon was leaking precum and his cock throbbed. His pace quickened and quickened until Luna gasped loudly and exclaimed. “THERE! There. Perfect. Oh my God perfect. Don’t stop Anon. Don’t stop, don’t stop…” His tongue and jaw began to ache but he ignored it. The motion became repetitive and he allowed himself to relax and fully take in what was happening.

He was eating out his wife’s little sister. And she was masturbating to it. This had to be a dream. Had to. No other explanation. His cock still twitched and throbbed almost painfully, but he knew that he’d have plenty of time for that to be taken care of later. For now, he returned his concentration to Luna. Her breathing and moaning became quicker and quicker. More rhythmic. It was liked she couldn’t get enough air in her lungs. Suddenly she pushed back into his face and his tongue reached deeper inside. She twitched. Gasped. Shook. And collapsed on the bed a sweaty, out-of-breath mess. “Anon.” She managed between deep breaths, her chest inflating deeply each time. “That… thank… you.” Anon pulled back a little to appreciate his handiwork. “Now… please? I want you…”

“No. Not yet.” A pained look appeared on Luna’s face. Celestia’s eyes were still closed, and she was pressing her hoof harder into herself. “I’ll take care of you, Luna. Just be patient. I think… I think your sister wants some help.” Celestia opened her eyes partway and a look of relief appeared on her face. She gave Anon a genuine, warm smile. He realized that this must have been a terrifying risk for Celestia and her sister to take - but it was paying off. “Really?” Luna’s adorable voice trembled with excitement. “I mean… Yes. Of course, master.” Celestia spread her legs as Luna slinked towards her. Anon watched as Luna hesitantly reached out a forehoof between her sister’s legs. Celestia looked one last time to Anon, who nodded his reassurance, and Luna’s hoof grazed up and down his wife’s pussy. His wife gasped. Luna squeaked softly. The two of them shuddered with pleasure. Luna’s rear end was still beautifully displayed for anon, her stockinged legs stretched out beneath her toned flanks. Celestia leaned back onto the bed and sighed luxuriously as Luna moved closer and closer. She kissed the inside of Celestia’s legs, closer and closer to her sister’s marehood, and suddenly, after a moment’s hesitation, she placed her lips on Celestia’s pink pussy, glistening with wetness. Celestia seemed to melt with pleasure as her eyes closed and she spread her legs to give Luna more room to work with.

Anon watched, gently stroking himself, as Luna probed cautiously with her tongue. He could see her working out the best places to lick Celestia; while Luna herself seemed to love having Anon’s tongue as far inside her as he could go, Celestia seemed to prefer having her clitorous stimulated. After a minute, Luna settled into a rhythm; she would gently licked Celestia’s vulva, bottom to top, flicking her tongue delicately over her clit. Then on the way back down, she gave it an extra bit of attention, nibbling softly with her lips. After a few minutes of this she began heaving and squirming. Anon recognized the signals. His wife was close to her first orgasm of the night. Slowly he positioned himself behind Luna and lifted her hindquarters into the air again. He then tightened her bridle and picked up the riding crop. He traced a slow pattern around her swollen lips with his fingertips and felt how wet they were. His pace quickened in time with her tongue on his wife’s pussy and without warning he inserted a finger. Luna gasped and lurched forward, pressing hard into Celestia’s crotch, drawing a sharp intake of breath from her. “Luna….” she whispered.

She was even tighter than he expected. Even with Luna positively drenched with her own juices, getting a finger inside took some effort. And every inch he inserted into her drew tiny squeals. She paused for a moment, out of breath. “Anon, please… harder. Take me now. Please...” Her voice trailed off into a moan as he complied, pushing one finger all the way inside her. Her inner walls tightened forcefully. This was gonna be tough. “Not until you make your sister cum for me.” Damn, it was getting so easy for him to fall into the domination/submission mindset. The words came naturally now. The command in his voice felt right. Luna settled back into the routine that the three of them knew would soon bring his wife to orgasm, as anon positioned his throbbing cock at Luna’s entrance. Her engorged lips seemed to twitch and wink at him. He placed the tip of his cock against her lips and felt the sticky wetness. Luna immediately pushed herself back into him, taking the head of his manhood inside her, and he pulled back.

THWACK!

Luna moaned at the impact of the riding crop on her flank, just behind her cutie mark. “S-sorry,” she managed between licks. “It’s okay,” Anon said. He quickly whispered in her ear, “tell me if you want me to stop.” She nodded quickly. He spoke more loudly. “But you are not the one in control here. Understood?” She nodded again. Celestia was on the verge of cumming, and Anon began to push his cock inside her. Slowly, inch by inch, struggling not to force his way inside faster. With her tightness, that would probably hurt the both of them. Luna’s moans and squeals rose in volume as he slowly worked his cock inside her, just as Celestia began to orgasm. As her own, somehow more dignified moans rose to a crescendo, her sister eagerly lapped up her juices.

“You’re such a good little sister, aren’t you, Luna?” Anon asked mischievously. Luna nodded with her eyes closed. Her wavy dark mane bobbed up and down. “Taking care of your big sister like that. You deserve a reward.” With the final word he pushed all the way inside her in one long motion as Luna’s legs wobbled and threatened to give way again. But to her credit, she took the entirety of his cock as he hilted into her. Luna’s sweet-smelling juices squeezed around his cock and dripped down over his balls, and Anon could feel her bucking and trembling against him. “H-hard,” she panted. “Please.” Anon grabbed a handful of her mane and pulled, thrusting his hips into her hard. She sighed languidly. “Oh…” He began to thrust faster and harder, his left hand yanking hard on her mane, his right rubbing her flanks and occasionally thwacking her with the riding crop. He could feel his own orgasm building. Celestia continued to rub herself gently in the afterglow of her orgasm. Anon was getting closer and closer to climax. He could feel waves of pleasure dancing up and down his cock, and a tingling sensation washed over him. He closed his eyes and came hard with one final thrust into Luna’s tight marehood. His cum filled her instantly and began to seep out, dripping down over her lips as he pulled out. Celestia moved over and licked all over her sister’s legs and rear, lapping up as much of Anon’s cum as she could. Luna fell back on her haunches, willing herself not to collapse again, and then finally fell back into anon, panting and sighing. Her eyes met his and she giggled softly. “Thank you.” He grinned in return.

The moment lasted only a split second. Suddenly a large white shape bowled him over and knocked him flat on his back. Celestia’s horn lit up as he felt himself magically pinned to the bed. “Now it’s our turn.” Her voice dripped with anticipation. “Luna?” Her sister scooted over to place her head between Anon’s legs and curled her legs out comfortably to the side. She was drenched in sweat and still breathing heavily. Celestia leaned down from above him and kissed his chest gingerly. “Thank you, Anon,” she whispered. She gave him a genuine smile. “You’re so open minded. I’m so glad we can share this.” She moved her long face up to his neck, kissing softly, planting one last tender kiss on his forehead. Then, the warmth in her face disappeared quickly, replaced by sternness. Celestia rose up, narrowed her eyes, and turned up her snout, looking down at him with disdain. Her regal, authoritative attitude fit her so well. With a click he felt something cold and hard around his wrists. Celestia had floated over the handcuffs, pinned his arms above his head, and bound his wrists. Without warning he felt a tingling warmth spread over the base of his manhood. He recognized the feel of Luna’s warm, wet tongue as she moved it over him in drawn-out licks. He shuddered and the tingling feeling from earlier returned - but the feeling was over almost as quickly as it began. Luna drew her mouth back, and his view was soon blocked by Celestia straddling him backwards. She lowered her rear towards him and looked over her shoulder with that same stern gaze. As her flanks made contact with his face, he immediately began to lick. Celestia’s sticky, warm juices flooded his senses. He moved his tongue in delicate patterns over her lips. Her horn continued to glow and from the corner of his eye Anon saw a small silver buttplug float towards her. He pulled back to allow Celestia to slip it inside her marehood, coating it with lubrication, and then place it at her butthole. Slowly she pushed it into her, grunting and straining, until it was inside her. She sighed with contentedness. Anon resumed working at her with his tongue as Celestia bucked and pressed backwards into him.

Anon felt another tongue probing at the tip of his cock; he could tell from experience that it was Celestia’s. She had bent forward, her forehooves stretching along his legs, and took him entirely into her mouth. She slowly licked along the length of his shaft as her lips touched the base of his cock. Anon was overwhelmed with pleasure - the tingling feeling had returned, but now he could barely feel his fingers and toes. He bucked involuntarily into her mouth and heard a quiet gagging sound. He felt Celestia tense up with anger and she suddenly pressed all of her weight down into his face, causing his tongue to push deep inside her and his sense of smell and taste to be overwhelmed with his wife’s musky sweetness. After a moment, she let up, and took her mouth away from his crotch. He felt something else at the head of his penis - something wet and tight, slowly enveloping the tip. He heard Luna’s girlish squeaks and moans as she slowly lowered herself, inch by inch, onto him. His cock slipped inside her with agonizing slowness. She was still so incredibly tight. After only a couple inches, Luna raised herself up again. His member was still coated with Luna’s and Celestia’s juices and it tingled in the cold night air. Anon continued to move his tongue around his wife’s pussy as she grinded onto his face. He felt the familiar twitching and heard Celestia’s breathing grow deeper - if they were lucky she’d be able to orgasm a second time. He kept up the pace.

He was rewarded with Luna lowering herself onto him again, faster this time, determined to take all of his cock inside her at once. She squealed and winced a little in pain as Anon felt a tight, warm wetness gripping his shaft, and suddenly he was all the way inside her. Anon bucked his hips in time with Celestia’s ragged gasps and Luna’s squeals. A warm sensation washed over his entire body. Anon felt like his chest was about to explode. Waves of intense pleasure rushed from his stomach to the ends of his limbs and back again. The two sisters both picked up their pace, his wife grinding her pussy against his tongue and face, her sister bobbing up and down on his cock, and they leaned forward. Celestia’s lips met her younger sisters and they shared another deep, passionate kiss. Their tongues intertwined, their eyes closed, as all three of them rode the waves of intense pleasure they shared. Anon’s orgasm was building, and he felt Celestia’s and Luna’s weren’t close behind. He just had to hold out a little longer - but holy hell, was it hard. His cock twitched and begged to cum deep inside Luna for the second time. With a few final thrusts, Anon felt Celestia to begin to shudder as her pussy tightened. She pressed downwards once more as a second orgasm washed over her. The taste of his wife’s sweat, mixed with the musk of her wetness overloaded him and he thrust harder and harder into her sister. Luna’s own orgasm wasn’t far behind. Anon felt her pussy tighten around his cock and she shuddered, moaned, squealed loud enough for the entire castle to hear. She bounced up and down on his cock as she came, hard, panting and sighing. Anon finally allowed himself to release inside her and once more Luna’s tight pussy was flooded with his cum. His cock twitched and spasmed inside her. He felt like his entire being was being drained as the most intense orgasm of his life washed over him. After what seemed like forever, the feeling of pleasure was slowly replaced by numbness. Celestia collapsed, a panting, sweaty, and contented mess on top of Anon, and removed her buttplug and his handcuffs. Luna did the same, draping herself over his legs and resting her adorable face on his thigh. She opened her eyes halfway, gave him a warm grin, and kissed the head of his now-flaccid cock once before closing her eyes and drifting into sleep.

Celestia looked backwards at her sister lying contentedly on her husband’s legs. She turned back to him. She looked so happy. So satisfied. She whispered, “Thank you. I mean it. This… this could have been so very awkward and horrible. But it wasn’t. So thank you. I love you, Nonny.” She kissed him gently on the lips, lay her head on his chest, and drifted into sleep with a slight smile on her lips.

Anon lay awake for a few minutes alone. The tingling sensation in his limbs had subsided, and the full moon had clouded over, throwing the room into near-total darkness. The two mares asleep next to and on top of him slept soundly and contentedly. One last thought about how incredibly lucky a man he was passed through his mind, and then he curled up with his wife and her sister, and fell asleep.