“Hey, wake up already. C’mon sweetcheeks, the day’s a’wasting!”

Chrysalis rolled over and blearily opened her eyes, and from the huge sun mural on the ceiling glowing under its own power she could tell she was in Celestia’s bed with her. Unusually, though, she was still fully dressed in her gown from the summit, and Celestia was already up and at her desk.

“Took you long enough. Thought you were dead for a minute there.” Chrysalis sat up and scooted over to the edge of the bed before standing and popping her joints.

“Mmm... How long was I out?”

“Maybe six hours, maybe a little more. You fell asleep on my shoulder right after the meeting.” Chryssi blinked at that, a little surprised that she was even capable of such a thing. She had really let her militaristic discipline go since joining with Celestia...

“The war’s actually happening, then? That wasn’t just a dream?” Celestia chuckled, shook her head, and held out a couple papers to her. She took them and at a quick glance they looked like the total and unconditional surrender of the goats. That solved that, for sure. She sat back down on the bed and dropped the papers onto the sheets next to her, and after a moment Celestia thumped down beside her.

“Yeah, that was a little weird. Not like we couldn’t have taken him, though, not with three princesses and you. How’s the whole ‘power your entire race off of my fetishes’ thing going, anyway?”

“You have more love in you than we could’ve ever imagined, really. I haven’t had any complaints about malnourishment since we started this little thing, and I have more power in me than I can ever remember in the past. Not sure how long it’ll last if I start drawing on it, but at the moment this is even more powerful than Shining Armor’s love for Cadance.” Celestia smiled and lay down, cuddling up against the changeling.

“Care for a top-off?” She reached down and hiked up Chrysalis’s dress, and when she tugged on her panties Chrysalis squeaked in crimson-faced protest.

“Right, right. Forgot you were still wearing a thong.” Of course, that just meant that when Celestia yanked on the front of her panties again Chrysalis couldn’t help but shriek and grab Celestia’s wrist with both hands.

“Hey! Cuttit out!” While she had her mouth open, Celestia took the advantage and pressed her mouth against hers, kissing her fiercely and nearly shoving her tongue down the changeling’s throat in her lustful drive. Without conscious encouragement Chrysalis’s hands both went to the bottom of Celestia’s gown and yanked it up, dragging it up around her neck and forcing her to break the kiss as Chrysalis pulled the garment over her head and tossed it aside to lie in the corner, unnecessary for what was to come. The queen pulled her own dress off immediately after and, in the rustle of cloth and the pounding of her heart, she didn’t notice the sound of the balcony door sliding open. Celestia caught the sound, but dismissed it completely from her mind until a moment later, when a long silver knife was shoved between her wings.

“Can I help you?” Celestia disentangled herself from Chrysalis and rolled over to face her assailant, the deadly blade dragging along her flesh as she did and not leaving so much as a ruffled feather. The stallion holding the knife dropped it and turned to escape, but a gesture from Celestia slammed the door shut in his face. He wasn’t much to look at, a dark-gray unicorn with a burnt-red mane and tail dressed in all-black tactical gear. There was an insignia on his right sleeve that Chrysalis recognized as the emblem of her own guard, but from several redesigns in the past. Likely something he found in a surplus store to get past the outermost castle security. The stallion remained silent in the face of what he expected to be certain doom but met the princess’s eyes nonetheless as she stood up, towering over him with Chrysalis sitting up on the bed with a bemused smirk on her face.

“I am Janus Blackflame, Captain of Her Majesty’s Royal Army. My warmare number is-“ Celestia cut him off with a wave of her hand, and in something of a delayed reaction her bra, the strap cut by the failed assassination, slid down her arms and gave the poor colt one of the best views in the world. His eyes widened, just for a moment, before he returned to reciting his rank and number.

“No, not how this works. You are not one of my guards, and your half-assed attempt to dress up as one is frankly kind of insulting. However, as you might’ve not known, wearing that uniform without proper authorization qualifies you as a spy. As a spy caught in Equestria, your life is forfeit immediately, without trial.” Blackflame blanched and faltered, and after a moment gave it up completely.

“Very well, then. If my life is forfeit, I intend to face my demise with honor.” Celestia picked up the knife he had attacked her with and gripped it loosely in one hand, and the stallion spread his arms slightly and closed his eyes to await the death he rightfully deserved.

A moment later, he opened one eye in confusion at the sound of tearing cloth rather than his own death rattle, and he blinked several times as Celestia cut his armor and shirt right off of him. She smiled devilishly as she worked, and behind her Chrysalis had both of her eyebrows raised as well.

“What, you thought your life being forfeit meant you would die? There’s no way I would waste a nice slab of stallion by killing you off. I own you now; I have ideas that are much more fun than all of that. Lots of ideas.” With the last word she tore his belt in half with her bare hands and yanked his pants down to his ankles, and now Chrysalis was wearing an equally devious grin as she started rummaging through one of Celestia’s cabinets. A moment later she tossed the princess a locking steel collar, which she affixed around the neck of her bewildered slave and snapped into place with a very final-sounding click.

“W-what do you think you’re doing?! You’ll be crucified for this! Lord Clive will-“

“Clive is in a dungeon far below here where he will not be doing much of anything for a good long while. I’m guessing you’re his backup plan for if he didn’t call in?” Blackflame’s knees were knocking and he looked like he might have an accident by the time she was done, and both mares were fairly certain he was what they thought he was. Celestia grabbed him by the arm and casually tossed him fifteen feet onto the bed, where Chrysalis was only too happy to join him and drag him into her embrace.

“Don’t think of this as an ending, though. Think of it as a new beginning in the service of your loving princess. I did, and it worked out rather well for me.” He tried to shake himself out of her grasp, but stopped as soon as she wrapped one hand around a certain area of his boxers and gently pressed her pointed fingernails against his flesh through the thin cloth. She wasn’t actually going to do anything, not like that at least, but it was certainly enough to cut off his fight-or-flight instincts. Besides, there were parts of his mind and body that didn’t care if he was about to die. All they were interested in were the soft body he was being held against, the hand around his genitals, and the topless beauty watching him with amusement. Chrysalis chuckled as she felt him harden within his underwear, and she promptly tore the last garment protecting his modesty off and tossed it aside, ruined.

Just because Chrysalis was busy having her fun with their new pet, though, didn’t mean Celestia wasn’t going to be left out. She crawled up the bed, giving him a lovely view of her assets bobbing with each movement, and licked his lips while Chrys held him steady. He certainly seemed ready enough to accept whatever they planned on doing to him, and she slowly lowered her head, kissing down his chest and stomach until her face was resting level with his balls. Chrysalis could feel him suck in a breath as she just barely licked his shaft, and she was fairly sure he was going to explode if she didn’t stop teasing him already. Sadly, it was not to be.

“Tell me you want this.” Celestia exhaled gently onto the sensitive organ, but it seemed the assassin still had some level of pride left and refused to speak. He was not about to let his prey become his master, no matter how much of him really, really wanted her to.

“Life here will be so much better for you than it was working under Clive, you know.” Chrysalis reached up with the hand she had been gripping his crotch with and stroked his hair lazily with a smile as Celestia continued seductively whispering persuasions at him. “Every luxury you could ask, all for a life of service to two lovely ladies~” He grunted as she punctuated it with another lick, this one a little longer, and his cock throbbed for more attention. He glared at her, but it was only one more hot breath on his shaft to push him over the edge and he mumbled something out.

“What was that? I didn’t quite catch that.” He glared even harder, but this time opened his mouth properly to speak.

“Urgh... I want it...”

“Excellent.” Celestia licked him again, this time from the base to the tip, and as her tongue reached his head she opened her mouth and started to suckle at him, just the very tip of his cock. Still, just by his reaction Chrysalis could tell she knew what she was doing. He spasmed in her grasp, and his breath quickly grew into rough ragged panting despite Celestia not even moving her head, simply toying with the last quarter-inch of his cock. She slid her head down a little further every few seconds, and Blackflame’s reactions only grew more and more until she had his entire cock in her mouth and he was too out of it to notice Chrysalis had stopped holding him in place and was now fingering herself to the sight.

Celestia still didn’t start working him like he probably would’ve liked, but Chrysalis doubted he had the presence of mind to really care. His breath was coming in ragged gasps when she allowed him to have one at all, and while he was only in that state for maybe ten or twenty seconds it doubtlessly felt like an eternity to the lucky colt. Soon enough, though, Celestia pushed him over the edge into a full climax, and she swallowed every last drop like it was the sweetest wine. Once he was well and truly done she pulled her mouth off of him, keeping suction until the last second when she broke contact with a soft ‘pop’ and sat back to look at him, sweating and panting as he rested his head between Chrysalis’s mounds.

“So, what do you think? Want to be our new toy?” Chrysalis probably would’ve been more jealous, but seeing as Celestia was giving her equal billing as herself she couldn’t exactly complain. Blackflame nodded immediately, his cock still twitching as it half-softened. Of course, it didn’t seem like he would be getting off so soon. Celestia glanced up with Chrysalis, and the changeling couldn’t help but be a little afraid of what her mistress had planned for them.

“You’re still basically an anal virgin, aren’t you?” Gulp. “Why not let Janus here have a little fun with you now that I’ve got mine?” Chrysalis hadn’t been expecting this, but much as neither of them acted like it she did work for Celestia. She pulled herself out from behind Blackflame and was a little uncertain as to how to proceed, but of course the princess was right there to help her along. She pulled her half off of the bed and Janus, eager as any stallion to have a little funtime with a demigod, gripped her thong and pulled it down off of her before lining his cock up with her coal-black cheeks. Celestia helpfully kicked Chrysalis’s legs apart to keep her open as well as prevent her from putting any of her weight on them, while the former assassin hardened up.

“You’re sure this is going to be fine?” Chrysalis was now more than a little worried, but Celestia patted her head condescendingly with a slight smile. Naturally, this did nothing to improve her mood, but it did distract her slightly when Blackflame shoved his cock without any fanfare into her asshole. As an immortal, Chrysalis was effectively immune to just about all physical attack, and her natural adaptive abilities as a changeling helped shore up what minor weaknesses she did have. Any mortal would’ve had their flesh torn by Blackflame’s un-lubed cock, but when hers wouldn’t break under any stress it was one of the strangest feelings Chrysalis had ever experienced. She squeezed down on him nearly tight enough to cut off blood flow, which meant that his continued thrusting was forcing her tense muscle into positions it was never naturally meant to experience. Again, normally painful, but as he worked her over Chrysalis couldn’t help but enjoy it immensely.

“Urgh... Whatever you do, don’t stop!” It was her turn to start panting as he bore down on her, pistoning into her as fast as he could, each tiny variation in the surface of his penis catching on her sphincter and yanking it out of place before letting it pop back to where it was supposed to be. She didn’t need Celestia’s assistance in presenting herself to him now, and she was honestly wondering why she had never done more of this in all her centuries of life. Hanging around with ponies instead of trying to enslave them was doing wonders for her worldview, it seemed.

As Blackflame worked she could feel a wetness spreading down her legs, and a moment later she could feel Celestia’s coarse tongue get to work fixing that. Between the princess lapping at her folds and the rod buried in her tush Chrys was giving Celestia all the liquid she would need all day, and within minutes she clenched down on both intrusions and sprayed over her face with an ecstatic cry. That proved to be too much stimulation for Blackflame as well, and he shot his load deep into her with his hips pressed against her beautiful ass. They stayed like that for a long moment, her chest resting on the bed and him bent over her with his groin carnally attached to her before he dragged it out, still dry where he wasn’t wet with his own seed. Chrysalis rolled over and lay on the bed, panting and smiling like a total idiot.

“Yeah, we’re totally keeping him. That was... Yeah.” Celestia hopped up onto the bed to snuggle with her, and a moment later Blackflame joined the pair of them in a little love pile.

“Well, maybe not all the time. We can get him a position on the staff as something he might enjoy. Maybe as a fixture in the mares’ shower in the guard barracks.” He chuckled at the idea, but certainly didn’t like the thought of dozens of fit, horny warmares working his cock every day. This whole suicide mission seemed to be turning out quite well for him after all.

“Yeah, he’d probably enjoy that. You said we had work to do earlier?” Chrysalis nuzzled Celestia, who paused for a moment before her eyes lit up in realization.

“Right! Right, working. Given their proximity to the goat kingdom, I wanted your help putting together a more comprehensive guard for the Crystal Empire. Just a crew to help with the leadership transition, you know the deal. Cadance and Shining will be going up next week with a brigade they can quarter there indefinitely, but we’ll need something for right now to keep the populace calm. You have any of yours in the area that you can reach?” Celestia sat up and walked back over to her desk, before turning and tossing a leash at the pair still lying on the bed.

“C’mon, get that on him. We can run him down to the barracks and install him, then we can get to doing what we need to.” Chrysalis locked the end of the rope around Blackflame’s collar and the stallion stood up with her, staying close at their sides as the trio headed out of the bedroom at last.

All things considered, for Blackflame this seemed like an excellent start to the day.

Author's Note

Once again, I have a war continuity version of this, for anyone that wants it. Depending on how many people ask I'll write more, but honestly trying to write two versions of every chapter is a lot more boring than I had expected. Let me know if you want it.