Power Politics

by The Last Mari Lwyd

Rating: mature
Tags: Discord, Princess Celestia, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Romance, Sex
Length: 2078

After the defeat of Tirek, Celestia insists Discord make up for his betrayal. With sex

After the defeat of Tirek, Celestia insists Discord make up for his betrayal. With sex and roleplaying.

Trigger warnings: Switch BDSM. Rape roleplay. Vines. Cuddles.

Published 2014-11-23 22:20:02 UTC
Last updated 2014-11-23 22:20:02 UTC

Power Politics

Celestia galloped through the forest, weaving though the densely-packed trees.

One of them wavered, giving way briefly to reality – a velvet bedchamber curtain. Without stopping, she rolled her eyes. She'd have to call him up on that when they were finished.

The trees thinned out and she passed into a clearing – and there he was, in front of her. She stumbled, halting herself just before she ran into him.

“Discord! How did you … ?”

“Find you? Get ahead of you?” Discord grinned and leaned in close enough for her to feel his breath on her nose. “Oh, princess, you always did underestimate me! I –”

Celestia swung around, tried to move away.

And found her rear hoof wouldn't move. She looked back, and gasped: A vine emerging from the ground was wrapped around her cannon. “The Forest Amulet?”

From behind her, Discord grinned and dangled the amulet from his claws. Further vines came from the ground, holding down each of her legs.

Discord sauntered round until he was in front of her again and pressed a digit against her nose. “As I was saying: you always underestimate me. Your arrogance will be you downfall.”

She grimaced, struggling against the vines, but it was no use. They held firm. “You – You'll never get away with this!”

Discord paused for a moment, then broke into a snicker. Seeing her expression, he spread his digits in a supplicative gesture. “Sorry, sorry. Just – what a cliché! Been reading a few too many comics?”

She glared at him. “Shh! Get back into character.”

He looked at her, then cleared his throat. “Anyway, yes, as I was saying. Now that I have you in my power, now that I've won, the only question now is: What shall I do with you?” He stroked a claw across her lips.

“Anything,” murmured Celestia.

“What's that?”

“Anything. Do anything you want with me. Just don't hurt my ponies.”

Discord laughed, then grabbed her mane and pulled her head back, eliciting a grunt of pain. “She speaks like she's in a place to bargain. Don't worry, Princess, I'll do as you ask. The first half, anyway. Ha!” He leaned forward and bit her lower jaw.

She shivered, and struggled again to make sure she really was bound firmly.

“And, do you know what 'anything' includes, Princess?” he said, rubbing a digit up and down her horn.

Tingles danced down Celestia's spine. “I-I assure you, do what you may, I will not give you the dignity of a response. I will not cry out” she told him in the most measured tone she could manage.

“Oh, ho ho! A challenge!” He released the grip on her mane. “I accept,” he said, grinning.

He started to to walk behind her, running he claws along her hide as he did so. Harder and harder. As he reached her rear, she could feel a trickle of blood; he'd broken the skin. Then, at her tailtip, she felt the pressure release. She looked round to see what he was doing.

“Bad Princess! No peeking, now.”

More vines from in front of her burst from the ground and wrapped themselves around her nose, forcing her gaze forward.

“Now, where was I?”

A paw gently extended her wing and caressed the underside. And again, closer to her body. And again. She ground her teeth. With the final stroke, right where the wing joined her body, she couldn't help but let out a brief, low moan. She shifted her hips, trying to get some relief from the building pressure between her legs.

A pause. She was sure Discord was smirking at her.

He released her wing. She heard him walk further back. And then, without warning, he grabbed her tail and lifted it. This motion, along with the sudden breeze against her pussy, was enough to elicit another moan.

A claw against her rear, moving slowly, closer and closer –

“Actually, nah,” said Discord. “Talk about obvious.” He dropped her tail and moved so he was facing her again. “I want to see your face.”

Something moved against her leg. It took a moment for Celestia to realise it was a vine. Slowly, slowly, it slid past her knew and across her inner thigh.

In simultaneous motion, he drew a digit from her throat, under he chin – and up against her lips, just as the tip of the vine came to rest against her pussy.

She tried to use her aloof, princess voice. She truly did, but when she spoke her voice was trembling: “Please, Discord. Don't do this.”

It was hard not to break character when she really, really wanted to be fucked as soon as possible.

“Oh, fine.” Discord rolled his eyes. “I won't.”

This time she really did break character. “You WON'T!?”

He ruffled her mane. “Of course not …”

The vine moved quickly. In one smooth motion it slipped past her pussy, lightly brushing the folds without entering, turned back, and buried itself in her ass. Perfectly lubricated – less than a second and it was several inches inside her. As it came to a halt, a lone leaf brushed against her clit.

And Celestia cried out. A yelp, turning immediately into a load moan, turning into an attempt to curse him which came out only as a pitiful mewling and some nonsense syllables.

“Not,” finished Discord, “when there are so many other things I could do instead.”

Celestia just stared at him, mouth hanging open, gasping and panting.

“You, you,” she managed to get out. She wasn't sure if she was trying to yell at him or she loved him. For the briefest of moments she even considered using the safeword, but dismissed the idea.

Discord put a paw to her lips. “Hold on,” he said. “Before you say anything.”

The vine moved again, slowly, out and in, fucking her in the ass. The leaf (or whatever it was) against her clit moved with it.

Whatever vague ideas Celestia had about what she wanted to say were lost. She could only mewl and moan and push back against the vine to help it fuck her.

Coherence, gradually, came back. Now. Now it was time. Part of her didn't want to; squirming with the vine inside her was far too much fun, it said. But still, she wanted to progress.

Her horn lit up with silver light, and the vines around her head turned to dust and then to nothing.

Discord's eyes widened. “Princess – how?”

Celestia smiled at him. The vines around her legs crumbled one by one. And, after a pause, the one inside her vanished too. She raised her hoof and with it the Forest Amulet.

“What was that you said about me underestimating you?” she purred. “I knew you had the amulet all along – and before I left the castle I absorbed the Silver Magic. Then all I had to do was keep you busy while it built inside me.”

Discord tried to run, but before he'd taken a step he was trapped in a silvery bubble.

“Speaking of which,” she said, continuing forward, “it was VERY cruel of you to take so long. I think it's time for some payback.” She fastened him to the ground with silvery bonds around his wrists, legs and wings, and then walked forward so he was underneath her.

“Come now, Princess,” he said. “Surely this is a bit much?”

She tapped him on the nose with a hoof and smiled down at him. “Would you rather I turn you to stone again?”

“Um.”

“I thought not. Now, I have a task for you.” Celestia closed her eyes and took a deep breath. There was that commanding, steady tone again. She moved forward again and lowered her hindquarters so her pussy was in front of his face. “You know what to do.”

“Y-yes, Princess.”

A moment later she could feel his warm breath against her pussy. Still aroused, still engorged, that sensation alone sent sparks through her body and made her shudder with pleasure. And then his tongue, lapping tentatively against her folds.

With her aura grasping his antler she pushed his head further forward. “Harder, Discord! You can do better than that.”

Yes, there. That was it. His muzzle buried in her pussy, she could feel his tongue flicking across her clit, teasing her folds. She closed her eyes and rolled her hips, murmuring to herself.

She let him continue for a while, then pulled away, stepping back until their faces were level again. “Much, much better,” she told him, planting a kiss on his nose. “But not quite enough.”

She reached back with her aura, feeling his erect cock. Perfect. With infinite care she lowered herself onto it. She could hear his gasp simultaneous with her own as it first penetrated.

Slowly, slowly; deeper, deeper. There – all inside. Celestia stopped for a moment, just to look at her lover and enjoy the sensation. Then she leaned forward and kissed his chest.

“How the tables have turned,” she murmured, looking into his eyes. “And I always – uhnf –” She shifted her hips and the motion sent a tremor of pleasure up through her pussy. “– always out it to better use.”

And there, with her dominance noted, she started to fuck him. She was already close, and very quickly she was in throws of orgasm, rolling her hips and crying out – really crying out – in the most unprincessly way.

She let herself fall forward, face on his chest, the scent of his sweat and her own juices clear in her nostrils. With a happy and satisfied sigh, she wondered if any of the guards had heard her. The thought that they might have was actually rather hot.

His cock was still insider her. Still hard. She looked up at him and grinned.

“Still not there yet? Oh, you poor thing.” She slid off it and stood again. “Dearest Discord, is there anything you want to say?”

When he finally spoke, his voice was tremulous: “Please, Princess.”

She gently stroked his cock with her rear hoof. “Please what?”

He gulped. “Let me cum?”

She looked him in the eye, waiting, enjoying the power.

“P-princess?” he pleaded.

“I really don't know,” she said. “You haven't done much earn it, now have you?”

“No.”

“But you still want me to make you cum?”

“Yes.”

“Yes, whom?”

“Yes, Princess.”

Celestia caressed his cock once more, bringing forth a gasp. “Very well,” she said. “Just one more thing. Remind me, who is the true ruler of Equestria?”

Discord's ears went back. “You are, Princess. Now and forever.”

She smiled broadly and kissed him. “Perfect answer! Oh, you wonderful fool, I knew I could count on you.”

With that, she stepped back until his cock was level with her face. Slowly, she started to lick her own juices from the shaft. She teased up and down until it was fully clean, listening to all the little grunts Discord made, then took it in her mouth.

When at last she felt the tremors of his impending orgasm, she prepared herself. As he came, held it in her mouth before swallowing.

The forest floor beneath them had become a bed.

Celestia dropped down beside Discord on the bed and cuddled up beside him. The forest around them shimmered and dropped away, revealing her bedchamber. They lay together for a while enjoying each other's company.

“So,” said Discord, smiling. “Have I redeemed myself?”

“Entirely and without question.”

“Good.”

Celestia closed her eyes and nuzzled his neck. “It's not just that, of course.” She could feel his claws stroking her mane.

“No?”

“I also wanted to remind you – the advantages you get with me are FAR better than you would get working with Tirek.” She wrinkled her nose. “Well, I hope so, anyway.”

Discord snorted with laughter. “Yeah, sure. Pretend you don't like the thought.”

Celestia pulled back, gave him a mock-contemptuous look, then shrugged. “A little more seriously, though,” she said.

He waited for her to continue.

“What do you think of letting Twilight Sparkle in on one of our games? She could do with some stress relief.”

Discord pondered this, rubbing his ear as he did. “She likes adventure books, doesn't she?”

Celestia cocked her head. “Yes. And?”

“Maybe she could come up with some better names than 'Forest Amulet' and 'Silver Magic' ..."