I wasn't sure how it would be. The next day was as much a surprise for me as it was for Twilight. However, I was determined that I would get what I wanted, and Twilight would give it to me.

I woke up early, as usual, and was immediately disgusted. Twilight and I were absolutely filthy, not to mention the state of her bed. I quickly realized that I'd let my lust get the better of me, and that the day would be a busy one as a result. These sheets needed to be washed immediately. I briefly considered waking Twilight so I could change her sheets, but I decided they were beyond saving. The poor things were crusted in dried love juice, and the smell permeated the room.

I never sleep much, I'd perhaps only been asleep for a few hours, but the damage had been done. Sighing, I peeled my sweaty and partially dried body off of Twilight, taking a moment to relish the feeling of my still soggy cock slipping out of her. I watched as her tender flesh oozed out my cum. I was torn between complete revulsion and a strange fascination. It was disgusting. And yet, it was satisfying in a way. It was my job to clean her, but I had filled her with filth. I had betrayed my duty to her and her trust, and it had felt good. Really good.

Uncharacteristically, I decided to allow Twilight to sleep like this. She would find herself to be a messy reminder of my presence when she woke up in a few hours.

I stepped away, laying the blanket over Twilight's defiled body, hiding the evidence of my crimes. I needed to to think. Everything was wrong, and yet it had felt so right.

The deal I had made with Twilight ensured the castle was mine. Twilight wouldn't risk changing our agreement, not after last night. I had the secured the freedom to manage the castle and the staff. I knew I had been working to fuck her, that was what all the weeks had been building up to. But the event itself had been more intense than I had anticipated. It was intoxicating. I wanted more.

I held up my hoof and stared at it, turning it in the dim pre-morning light. This hoof, this simple earth pony hoof, had ensured complete and total domination over one of the most powerful entities in Equestria. She was mine, and now I had no idea what to do with her. Did the hoof know? It glistened, still covered in filthy evidence of last nights activities.

I had to get my mind right again, so I went to the shower. The hot water beat against my face as I thought, contemplating my future and my plans. I took stock of my inventory, both real and conceptual. I had one princess and ultimate authority within the confines of her castle. I had one dragon whelp, his mind had been slowly twisted enough over the past few weeks that it would be no problem to ensure his obedience. I had several thousand bits, but those needed to be spent on castle property. I had to redecorate at least three rooms, and repair one. About that last one, I might ask Twilight if she can simply repair the table with magic. I'm not one to normally jump straight to magic for solutions, but that crystal table was originally created with magic anyways.

And I would need help. I was beginning to see that. If I spent as much extra time with Twilight as I planned, the castle care would fall behind. I couldn't allow that. I hated to admit it, but Twilight had been right earlier. She had held off hiring more staff out of respect for me, but ultimately it was a doomed strategy. And if we wanted to host dignitaries and royal gusts appropriately, we would need a real cleaning staff and service staff.

We needed a proper groundskeeper, a head maid, a castle cook, a head of maintenance, and perhaps even a head guard. Each one would need personnel as well. Now that the entire castle was under my purview, I realized how badly behind we were. If they were properly managed, the staff would make my job easier. And since Twilight was going to give me absolute control over the staff, I would ensure they were properly managed. I smiled into the hot water, thinking of my potion and hypnosis skills. Perhaps I would enjoy having more castle staff.

But then I remembered early in the night, things had been momentarily dangerous. I had almost lost everything, some serious changes were going to be needed. I had a few pre-brewed potions downstairs, and Spike and Twilight could use some reinforcement before dawn. I would make absolutely sure she wasn't going to disobey me.

Turning off the shower, I dried myself as my plan formed. I'd grab two pure listening potions and have another quiet session with Twilight and Spike tonight. I'd re-enforce their commands, and twist their thoughts as I needed. And I'd need some sort of catalyst to happen in the morning, something to make the hypnotic suggestions really stick. I'd ensure Twilight would never be dangerous to me again.

***

By the time Twilight groggily stumbled downstairs, I had prepared breakfast and sent poor Spike go upstairs to get cleaned up under very specific orders. He was not to come down until I called. The table was still a slight mess, but the rest of the room was now spotless.

She looked anywhere but me as she spoke, emanating embarrassment and nervousness. "Uhh... Good morning..."

I ignored her, and kept cleaning the dishes.

"Umm... Good morning... Sire." This time she glanced at me, maybe thinking I wasn't watching her. Her face was slightly pink, and her voice was soft.

"Good morning Princess. I do hope you slept well. I myself slept wonderfully." I took the opportunity to flash a grin and wink at her.

She weakly returned the smile, but wouldn't meet my eyes, keeping her gaze glued to the floor. I'd have to work that out of her. I'm sure after a week of waking up post coitus she'd get used to the morning after embarrassment. "I slept great. Thank you."

"You're a little late Princess, what were you doing? You're usually up by now." I felt like teasing her. Of course she was adorable when she was flustered.

This time her eyes went wide and she glanced to the side. "I was cleaning, Sire." It came out as a whisper, and then there was a little more after, too quiet to understand.

"What was that Twilight? I couldn't hear you." I smiled at her, coaxing her to be louder.

She swallowed and then braced her feet, all four of them. She slowly lifted her head and spoke directly to me, "Sire, I said, 'and I wrote a letter.'" She winced after she told me, looking down and to the side, but staying braced. So this is what she looked like scared. It was fascinating.

I paused for a moment, letting the implications sink in. I hadn't told her not to write letters. That would have been suspicious. I probably should have been more careful about what she could put in the letters. It was too late to stop her; the damage had been done. All that was left was to asses it. "And what was in the letter, Twilight?"

She held her pose with her eyes closed. "I told Celestia that I rediscovered a new friend, Sire." That wasn't too bad. But then she said something else, too quiet for me to understand.

"Speak up, Twilight." My voice grew stern. I'd have to work this new timidity out of her.

She took a deep breath. "I also asked her to send a hypnotism expert. I... suggested Princess Luna." She opened one eye to peek at me and then promptly closed it.

There was no need for me to be angry, not yet. My voice was even as asked her an important question. "Did you explain why you needed a hypnotism expert?"

"No, Sire."

"Do you know why you need a hypnotism expert?" I was curious. How much did she know?

She relaxed a little and looked down at my feet, almost as if she was distantly sad. "Sire, you... did something to me. I know it wasn't magic, but I also know I'm not... acting normal. I deduced it must have been some sort of hypnotism."

I was curious. I hadn't expected her to go along so easily if she figured out what I was doing. Just how strong was the hypnosis I had performed? Was it because of the potion?

"Twilight, if I had done something like that to you, would it bother you?"

"I... sort of." She kept nervously looking around.

"Can you explain?" Frustration was interwoven in my words. This was becoming painful, she clearly wasn't going to come forth with information unless I pulled it out of her. I decided that I'd need to add more instructions for her to follow if I wanted to have easy two way communication with her.

"I don't like the thought of doing something that I wouldn't normally do... but..." I let her continue as she gathered her thoughts. She seemed to stare far away and then took a deep breath. "but.... It feels... it makes me feel," she looked up at me again, meeting my even gaze. A shiver ran down her spine as she kept talking slowly but clearly. "really good, Sire."

I waited for a second, processing this. She took a step forward and stood up a little more confidently. Then she explained for me, "It makes me feel blissful, divine, euphoric, wonderful, entrancing, sensual, erotic, and really, really good, Sire." She smiled at me then. It was a beautiful easy smile, one that I'd remember for a long time. For all the trouble that was happening, she was was happy. Twilight liked what was happening to her, even if she was a little scared and confused.

I smiled back. Maybe that letter wasn't a big deal. "That's a good little pony." I walked up to her and put my hoof on her face, and she leaned in to it. I thought about how I felt earlier this morning, watching her abused pussy leak my juices and hers as I pulled my cock from it. Oddly, I could empathize with her. I felt the same when I left her dirty and disgusting. It was wrong. No, not just wrong—it stood against everything I'd always striven for. But it also felt good. Really good. Euphoric in a way.

I held on to that thought, the disgusting and entrancing image of her defiled body, letting the thrill run through me as I pulled Twilight into a kiss. She met me, passionately locking her lips with mine. This was no innocent kiss, I felt my member hardening as her tongue danced in my mouth.

I pulled out of the kiss, leaving Twilight gasping. "Do you wanna?" I licked a little of her spit off my lips.

She shook her head up and down as she answered. "Now, Sire?"

"It's not like you have a choice, Princess." I smirked as I walked around behind her, tracing my hoof across her side. I sighed theatrically, and then teasingly pondered to her, "I don't even know why I asked."

"But, what if Spike comes down?" She was looking back over her shoulder now, watching me, but not moving to get away.

"Then he can watch." I dismissed her question quickly, but didn't miss her horrified look. Perfect.

She just stuttered in response as I rubbed her cutie mark, slightly teasing the edges of the good bits out from under her tail by pushing and rubbing her fur.

"But.. he.. o.. he.. b.." She was at a complete loss of words as I slowly lifted her tail with my hooves, revealing her prize underneath. She smelled fresh and clean, her morning shower had served her well. It was a shame what I was about to do to her hard work.

"That's right, Princess. Spike is going to come downstairs in a few minutes, and he's going to find you splayed on the table getting fucked like a whorse."

I didn't look to her face, my attention was entirely on her purple and pink treasures. She cleaned up well. Aside from a slight bruising, there wasn't a speck of evidence from last night's debauchery. Still, I could imagine the look on her face so I kept on harassing her. "Your little dragon who looks up to you like a mother and a sister is going to come down here and find you screaming my name as I plow your already sore pussy with my cock. And he's going to watch me fuck you, Twilight. He's going to eat his breakfast while watching you scream and cum from being impaled on my dick." As I spoke, I saw her pussy twitch in anticipation, or perhaps in memory.

She was silent for a moment, thinking on my threat before she began to beg, "Oh Celestia, no. Please... no.." as she clenched over and over. Her pink and purple pussy lips slightly swelled as her body warmed to the thought. At first I thought she was begging me, but that wasn't it. She was begging her own body to stop. Clearly the thought excited her, but it must have also deeply revolted her. I felt it, too. It was that feeling we both cherished, running through her. The feeling of creating dirt when you were meant to clean, the fall from grace—true debauchery. It was wonderfully sinful, and I was going to spread it into her deepest corners.

I smiled as I leaned in and nuzzled my snout into her clit, "It's not your choice anymore, Twilight. You're mine." She shuddered, and her asshole tightened up and quivered as I drew a long lick up her backside, savoring her from her shivering clit, across her puckered hole, and up to the base of her tail. Even now I still love her taste.

"Get up on the table and lift your tail so I can get a good look at you, Princess." I pulled away from her battered pussy and stepped back to admire my work.

Twilight's face was beaming red, and her eyes were painted with a flurry of emotion. Slowly, she climbed up on the table, and then lifted her tail once again. Her wings were stuck straight out from arousal, preventing her from flying. She was torn right then, somewhere between disgust, shame, anger, and pure raw sexuality—and it was all my doing. Having that kind of power over her was nearly making me dizzy.

She settled on an emotion, and her voice seethed, "Is this what you wanted, Sire?" She was angry; vitriol dripped from her voice as her squinting eyes threatened me. Her teeth were bared and her ears were laid back aggressively. Out of all her choices, I was surprised she settled on anger, but she still obeyed. I was briefly worried that perhaps I had pushed her too far. I knew I was pushing the limits for her, if she was going to break from my control it would be then.

I had to trust that this morning's extra dose of hypnotism had done its work. If it hadn't, then I wasn't likely to survive this encounter. "Yes, Princess. That's exactly what I want to see."

She turned her head away and stuck her chin up, a clear and rude dismissal of me. It was intended to be disobedient. But she maintained the obscene pose, her tail raised for the world to see her now dripping slit. "Get a good look, Sire. We are renegotiating after this." Angry tears began running down her face, marring her her neck as they ran down her body. She was furious. I glanced at her exposed backside. She was also as aroused as she could possibly be. The hypnotism was holding.

I remembered how she'd nearly killed me. I imagined her picking me up with her magic in a rage fueled fury. If she broke free, I wouldn't be able to stop her. She could literally tear me apart. I was terrified. And yet my cock was hard as a rock. I spoke calmly, my emotions would do me no good, "Is that so, Twilight?"

"Yes, Sire." I heard the steel in her voice, and saw her brace her feet in defiance as her tail flicked back and forth, fighting to keep her lewdness uncovered as her emotions and desires warred within her. She was trying to break free from my command, and in her fury might succeed. I needed to hurry, I couldn't leave her in this state for too long. Not yet.

I climbed on the table with her, joining her as a spectacle for the empty dining room. I walked around her, taking her all in, appraising her. She was posed defiantly, her head held just as high as her tail, and her wings spread wide. It would have been regal if I couldn't see her soaking pussy. She was shivering as she fought to actually disobey me and lower her tail.

"Have I crossed a line, Princess?"

She glared at me, staring as she spoke through dangerously clenched teeth. "Yes, Sire..." I had never seen her disgusted like this, her normally beautiful visage was twisted into a grimace of pure distaste. I was briefly reminded of her dirty oozing pussy from that morning, and I got a carnal thrill. I had sullied her again, in a new way. That sneer was my doing, and I loved it. Twilight had no idea what she was doing to me. I had tainted her spirit, and soon I would be violating her body even more. I was going to have so much fun with her.

First, I needed to ensure my dominance over this dangerous pet of mine. "And what was the line, Princess?" I already knew her line. I had prepared her for this in the early morning, after my shower. And I hadn't just prepared her, oh no. I'd planned this.

Her eyes narrowed aggressively as she answered. "Spike, Sire."

I feigned surprise, "Ahh. Spike. That makes sense. He's important to you, isn't he? All those nights you two fell asleep together on the couch while I watched from the kitchen, cleaning up your messes. You sure have a special relationship with that dragon don't you? And yet, maybe it's because he's so special that this is happening." I pressed my hoof into her warm pussy, and swirled around her lower lips. The heat from her depths almost burned my hoof tip as it was coated in her reluctant lust.

Twilight's rage fluttered into confusion as I touched her. I could see the pleasure momentarily arcing through face before she regained her angry composure.

"Stop." Venom laced her voice as she glared at me and hissed the word. There was no "Sire," I wasn't going to listen.

"No, Twilight. I'm not going stop. Instead, you bow." I sneered as her front half dropped to the table, leaving her back half presented high, with her tail still raised. She no longer looked regal. She just looked slutty, like a mare in heat. I pressed hard into her pussy, causing her to yelp into the tabletop as I roughly molested her already sore flesh. Her hot juice ran down my arm as I spent the next several minutes reminding her who was in charge and playing with her soft pussy. She stayed silent in defiance, the only sign of her enjoyment the constant warm trickle down my arm and her occasional quiet shuddering convulsions.

While her body was clearly obedient, I began to worry about her magic. If she managed to turn on me I'd be done for. I needed to get her mind back under my control. “Twilight, tell me what is going to happen to you this morning.”

She didn't say anything, “...”

“Twilight. Tell me what is going to happen to you.

Her response was quiet, “No.”

I was surprised, and pulled my hoof from her body, “No? Did you actually just tell me no?”

She stayed quiet, refusing to answer, “...”

I was angry. Open disobedience had not been planned for. “Your mouth just hurt me, Twilight. I've been using mine to keep you feeling good. If you keep this up, I might just use it to hurt you.” I leaned in and took her hot slick clit into my mouth. I lightly suckled it, enjoying her tangy grape musk before I briefly pressed my snout into her depths, burying myself in her for a moment. I pulled back and thought of how to handle this.

“Twilight, I'm ordering you to tell me.” I licked my lips, cleaning my snout of her arousal.

She refused again, “...”

“Nothing?" I frowned. She needed to be punished. I leaned in and wrapped my lips around her clit, this time more aggressively squeezing. "How about now?”

Twilight didn't say anything, "..."

I suckled it again, hard, and gave it a light nip with my teeth. Not enough to cause her to bleed, but enough to hurt her.

She yelped in surprise, I'd never actually hurt her before. I don't think she expected me to up until then. “Yow!”

“I didn't understand, lets try that again.” This time, I suckled harder and bit harder. It didn't just surprise her, it hurt. I kept my mouth clamped on it and began to pull it away from her flesh, stretching her and making her scream out in pain.

“Ow!” Her first scream was mostly one of surprise, but as I pulled, I could see her body shake and I felt her clench. “Oh... Ow! Oh!” She still managed to stay in her deep bow, but her legs were bending and shaking like she was standing in fire. I pulled harder and bit harder, enough to seriously damage a normal mare. I began to slowly grind my teeth, causing her to scream in pain. Finally, she wailed, sobbing as tears infiltrated her shouts of pain as I tortured her clit. “Aahh! Stop! STOAAAAP!” Finally I let go.

She sobbed, shuddering with her face on the floor. I stole a glance down her body. Her wings were softly flapping, and her eyes were squinting and leaking tears as she scrunched her face. Looking back at her pussy, her clit was still in one piece. There was no blood, perhaps it was slightly larger and more pink, but otherwise it looked fine. She was leaking even more than before, and a thick stream of milky fluid ran down her leg. I looked closer at her face, and noticed her horn was just slightly leaking magic as it mingled in with her tears and snot. Her back legs were shaking, it was clear that standing was a monumental effort for the poor mare. I made a mental note that she might have came from the pain.

I gave her enough time to catch her breath before I closed in on her clit again. I blew on it gently before I spoke, causing her to squirm. “That almost sounded right. Again, perhaps?”

“Not... Please! Not again...” She sounded panicked. That was good.

“Are you ready to talk, Twilight?” I blew softly on her clit again and she shuddered.

“Yes...” She cried."Yes..." That wasn't right, so I reminded her by gently putting her clit in my mouth and lightly suckling. Her flesh was tender in my lips, and her little nub was hot and sticky. I sucked it like you might a straw plugged with ice. “AAAA!” I watched her pussy convulse as she screamed. My beautiful Twilight made such sweet sights and sounds. She was going to scream for me in so many ways from now on. And her pretty little pussy was going to do all sorts of convulsing as well, for any number of reasons. All of course, at my command. She got the hint and panicked as she shouted, “Ah! Yes, Sire!”

And there it was. Good, old fashioned obedience.

I pulled back and licked my lips. “Excellent. Answer me. Did you tell me, 'No?'”

This time, she was scared not defiant.“...” Still, I put her clit back in my mouth. “Yes!” And I began to suck it hard, letting it lightly scrape my teeth. She answered quickly and loudly, “Aah! Yes Sire! I ...Aah... told you 'No'!, Sire.”

I let her clit go, and she sighed, sniffling a bit as she dried her tears. I didn't bother to lick her juices off my nose. They were running down my neck and staining my chest at this point. I was going to have to experiment more with her clit later, see just how much she could take. It seems little Twilight had quite the kinky side, her mind had broke long before her body had. My suggestions had nothing to do with her current arousal from the pain I'd inflicted. “That was bad, Twilight. I'm going to punish you for that later. What do you have to say about that?”

“I... I'm sorry, Sire”. There were some light sobs, and some sniffles, but she was sobering up.

Satisfied with her answer, I slowly began to climb over her, rubbing my cock underneath her body as I settled on top of her in a more traditional sexual position. I felt her pussy wetting and warming the spot between my cock and my stomach. I was at full length, I'd almost blown my load once already when I was torturing her.

I was feeling pretty good, so I let some cheer into my voice, “Now tell me what is going to happen to you on this fine morning.”

She stuttered at first, but then the words came tumbling out.“I... I... I'm going to get fucked by you, Sire.”

I grinned, settling more weight on her. “Oh, is that all, Twilight? I thought I had more planned for you.”

She was slow to answer, so I put my hoof on her head menacingly.“Spike... is going to watch.” I gently applied some pressure. “Sire!” Much better.

“Well, that sounds interesting. What is Spike going to be doing?”

She was getting into it, realizing that she had to answer fast, and remember the Sire. “Eating his breakfast, Sire.”

“And while I'm fucking you, and Spike is watching you, what are you going to be doing for the mutual enjoyment of all parties present?”

Her voice got distant, as though she just realized the reality of her situation. “I'm going to be cumming, Sire”. She had been fighting me before, but she was done with that. All she had left was to accept it, and she was beginning to realize that once she accepted it, she would enjoy it.

"Now Twilight, I want you to move Spike's meal right in front of you on the table." She didn't say anything as I continued to grind against her body, her horn just lit up and his prepared pancakes slid over in front of her. I slid her up so her head was inches from the plate, just enough she shouldn't be touching it as I fucked her.

"Now move a chair for him to sit in while he eats and watches the show." We were preparing. She wouldn't fight me anymore, not directly. And once she accepted that this was going to happen, she was going to cum from it. And she was going to love it. The thought was probably terrifying for her, but for me it was pure electric ambrosia. Twilight wasn't a dumb mare. Perhaps if she had been, then the implications would be lost on her and she wouldn't have fought so much. But she understood. She understood it completely.

This was my conquest of her. Before I had taken her in the dark, in privacy. I hadn't shown myself to her, not truly. She thought I was some glorious stallion there to make all her problems go away, to bring her love and happiness. But now, after this act, she knew what I wanted. And what I was willing to do to get it. I had clearly tricked her. I was, as she understood it, a bad pony. A very bad pony. I had hurt her, and I had threatened worse. And further down the rabbit hole, she was going to submit to me. As soon as she accepted that she wanted to fuck in front of Spike she would cum for me. She could never take that back. She would be willingly doing the bad pony's bidding, and she was going to cum from it. This wasn't trickery or deceit any longer, it would be honest submission. There would be no going back for her. There would be no denying anything. Spike would be there to witness it all.

In a way, it was to be a spiritual union as well as a conjugal one, a ceremony of sorts. I wasn't going to marry her, not anything quite like that, but I was binding us together. Or rather, her to me. With flesh, blood and tears, Spike would be our priest and unwittingly bless our union. It didn't matter what he though, he was validating it simply with his presence. Twilight knew this. She understood it completely. And she was rightfully terrified of it.

As she obediently moved the chair, she begged me with a clear mind, "Don't make me do this."

I didn't answer her. She didn't call me, "Sire."

I just shouted, "Spike! Breakfast is ready! Come and get it!" I remember how excited I was. I'd never considered taking a permanent special somepony before. Twilight and I wouldn't be exclusive exactly, but we would be bonded forever. We both knew this. It wasn't marriage, but it was something that neither of us could ever forget. She would be mine, permanently. That was special, in its own way.

She panicked at that. I felt her squirm a little, but she never tried to move away. The suggestion to obey me was planted to deeply. "Clean, stop. I can't do this. Don't do this Clean, please!" She began to beg me frantically, "Oh Celestia, please. I'll do anything. Anything but this!" I was amused at how she wriggled beneath me. We were nearly fucking already, my cock stiffly pressing right underneath her dripping pussy, her body and mine pressing together so tightly. All her writhing and begging wasn't doing anything to calm down my raging erection.

She wriggled slightly underneath me, unable, or more accurately unwilling, to actually get up from her obscene position. I ground into her, rubbing my dick underneath her body, and she gave a light moan as she momentarily forgot herself, “Ooh...”

She quieted as we heard Spike stepping down the stairs. Time seemed to go into slow motion, as Twilight glanced at me in panicked fear, and then watched in terror as Spike strolled into our obscene scene in the dining room. She had stopped breathing entirely. I continued to gently ease myself under her body, grinding against her molten core.

I leaned down and whispered my correction into her ear. "You'll do anything including this, my little pony."

Twilight didn't take her eyes off of Spike as he stopped and stared right back at us. She hadn't yet taken a breath, and Spike was expecting anything but Twilight being mounted on the dining room table.

I spoke before either had a chance. "Spike, I made you breakfast. Come over and have a seat. It's your favorite!" I kept my tone nonchalant, mostly out of amusement. Due to my hypnotism and an extra dose of potion, he would be obedient; just as Twilight had been. I was confident in his response. After all, he'd not responded to her screams earlier.

He just looked at me and then down at Twilight as she was frozen in embarrassment and terror. He was stunned speechless, and Twilight was too mortified to talk. That left the table to me.

"Don't worry about this." I gestured with my front hooves down her bowing body, "Twilight and I are going to give you a little show. She and I are going to be playing a game every so often, so you'll see more of us like this."

He still didn't move, but at least he spoke. "Ahh... okay?"

I smiled congenially, "It's all right, Twilight is still getting used to this too. Come on over and have a seat. You don't want it to get cold." I motioned towards his food with a hoof.

Twilight was burning up, I could feel her whole body practically on fire underneath me. She watched Spike like a hawk as he moved across the room and awkwardly sat down right in front of us. Her eyes were wide open, and I don't think she blinked at all.

I smiled at him reassuringly as I backed up a little and pressed the tip of my member against Twilight's entrance. "Come on Spike, Let's dig in!"

He carefully lifted a forkful of pancake into his mouth as I slowly invaded Twilight's pussy. She finally breathed, gasping for air with her mouth open and her tongue hanging out as I entered her, all the while watching Spike, who, in turn, was watching her. He seemed more confused than anything. She, on the other hoof, was experiencing one of her worst fears underneath my hooves and on my dick.

"See Twilight, being my sex slave is easier than you thought, huh?" I taunted her as I began to plunge her burning depths, sliding easily in and out of her debauched body. She was hot, wet, and sticky inside, her hungry flesh clinging to my cock as it feasted on the table. She was mostly silent, except for a mewling noise every time I bottomed out in her taught pussy. She began to softly moan as I fucked her, and the smell of our sex filled the air.

"That's what you are now. My sex slave. That's what you wanted, right?" I teased her as she mumbled a response. Her pussy clenched tightly around my cock as I speared her again and again, driving her down into the table with my earth pony strength and stamina. I knew she had been sore this morning, she was going to hurt tomorrow. I wasn't holding anything back, my deep rough thrusts were going to leave me bruised, too.

Spike ate slowly, all to the sound of our sloppy fucking and grunting, Twilight's gaping and gasping mouth inches from his plate. It didn't take long at all, Twilight had been on edge since climbing on the table. She couldn't help it. She had never had a chance.

Her body was undulating, rocking with mine as she pressed into me. Her horn sparkled and began to light up as the magic collected, ready to be released. I took my hooves and held Twilight's head tightly, pointing her horn at our soon to be wedding cake and turning her head so she could see mine.

"Do you like that, Princess? Is this what really gets you off?" What I was really asking was a proposal. I suppose, a better translation would be, Will you be my slave, Twilight Sparkle? Will you be an obedient little pony who does exactly what I ask no matter the cost?

She grimaced in pleasure and despair. ".... Yesss...." She blinked and her tears ran down her face as I slammed her head sideways into the table after a hard thrust. Twilight Sparkle was a smart pony. She understood what was happening. She knew what I was asking, and she knew what she was saying. Her answer didn't need a translation. She had agreed to this debauched ceremony.

"Are you going to cum in front of little Spike? Is he gonna get to watch you cum all over?" Will you be willing to suffer for me in pleasure and pain, ecstasy and agony in front of your friends and family? Will you serve me dutifully forever, bound by this unholy bond? I was working up a sweat fucking her. My balls kept slapping her clit over and over again, splashing her juice all up her chest and over the table.

She began to cry again, as she lost all self control. She shouted through her tears. "Yes, Sire!" I could see it in her face, and hear it in her voice. She was happy and sad, She was hopeful and despairing, she had finally accepted her fate. She liked this. More than that, she loved it. She loved being my toy, she loved being forced to cum in front of Spike, she loved being enslaved to me. And she knew it. She knew that she would be obedient from now on, and she knew that she would cum day in and out for me.

“Then Cum, Princess Twilight Sparkle!” I subjugate thee, Twilight Sparkle.

I leaned down and sucked hard on her horn, pulling her over the edge as she screamed out in a final submission to me. She was mine, and I christened her as our contract was signed with our flesh.

I pulled my head away and she sprayed her magical ejaculate all over Spikes pancakes, right where I had her horn aimed. Her pussy walls clenched around my cock, squeezing and milking me as she came. She moaned in release as her body relaxed, her pussy still clenching me tightly, squeezing every few moments. I let loose, rewarding my newly bound servant with my seed.

I sucked more on her horn as I squirted rope after rope into her quivering body. It tasted like a grape powdered candy stick, the magic tingled every time I sucked it out and seemed to disappear in my mouth. Twilight squeaked uncontrollably each time I drew from her well of magic, squeezing and convulsing underneath me and around me. She collapsed completely, her legs spreading wide as both our bodies fell to the table and her legs splayed.

With the last difficult suck, I felt her cum hard once more. She leaked all over my cock. Her juice spilled like water as it soaked my legs and balls while it cascaded out on the table. She lay still, breathing heavy and completely unresponsive with my still hard dick buried inside of her. Her mouth was open and her tongue hung out lewdly, as though she was halfway through licking something.

Spike was watching, completely enthralled and food forgotten, "Wow... is... she okay?" He looked back and forth nervously between Twilight and I.

I chuckled in amusement as I caught my breath. "She's fine." I took some deep breaths, "She just needs a moment. More importantly, you shouldn't let your food get cold." I motioned intently to the now purple and sparkling pancakes.

"Uhh.. I'm not... I don't want to eat that now." Spike eyed the purple pancakes dubiously. He didn't know it yet, but he was going to eat them. After all, they were symbolic. They were the cake for Twilight and I.

"But Spike! I went through so much trouble to make it for you. Just give it a try. I'm sure Twilight doesn't mind at all." I carefully maneuvered Twilight's head so she could watch Spike suck down her magic cum. "Don't you, fuck slave?"

Twilight whimpered,"Nnno..."

I grinned at Spike, "Well, get to it."

Spike moved slowly, but determinedly. He seemed surprised when he poked it with a fork and then carefully took a bite, putting it in his mouth slowly. His eyes closed and he swallowed, not even chewing it.

"Chew your food, Spike. You should savor the taste." He couldn't disobey me. Just like Twilight.

"...okay.." He took another bite, slowly chewing it this time.

I whispered to Twilight, "There's Spike. Eating your cum. Watch him."

She didn't say anything, but her eyes tracked him, and I could see her tear up a little and wince every time he took a bite.

“Do you like this? Being abused like this while I fuck you and Spike eats your cum?”

All she muttered was a soft "Yes, Sire," as she watched.

“Do you like what I've done to your little family? Your wholesome little unit is now twisted into my toy. You're my fuck slave now, a dirty little toy for me to masturbate with. What do you say to that?”

She blinked some tears into her eyes and responded, “Thank you, Sire.”

“And what do you think is going to happen to Spike?” I whispered the question into her ear.

She watched him swallowing her cum, our cake, and she knew. She was smart, at this point, she'd figured out my plan. She just was too late to stop it. So she whispered it back to me like a good little slave. “You're going to train him, Sire. You're going to make him into a perfectly obedient little dragon, and twist him up however you want. Spike is your slave too, he just doesn't know it yet." She blinked and took a breath, "He'll be a good servant for you, Sire. Dragons can be fierce and you'll use him to humiliate me as long as it works. When it stops working, which it will, you'll keep using him for other purposes, there's no escape for him. Or for me. Sire.”

"Now that it's started, do you want to escape, Twilight?"

Twilight closed her eyes, "I.." She began to lightly sob and shook her head from side to side, "No... Sire." Tears streamed from her closed eyes as Spike and I watched her closely.

I started slowly pumping into her body again, enjoying her debauchery. Twilight was completely broken, her body and mind entirely mine. I don't think she could have stopped me if she wanted to. Spike was absorbed in slowly eating his tainted pancakes, locking eyes with Twilight as she watched him, both unable to look away from the others obscenity.

I just kept sliding her back and forth on the table, smearing her juices all over in a lurid painting as I stretched her walls over and over. I was sure we were beyond the point of pleasurable and well into painful for her, but that didn't matter anymore. She let me, and we painted the table this way for a while.

"Do you know why this had to happen, Twilight?" I let her head up, and she kept watching Spike.

"Yes, Sire." She grunted out her response.

I waited a while before I asked her another question. She was starting to get into it again, moving a little in time with me, acting less like a rag doll, and more like a willing participant in my rape of her soul. "Are you going to be disobedient again?"

"No, Sire." This time her response was quick. Spike had finished his breakfast, but kept watching us, unsure of what he should do. Twilight was practically glaring at him, but this time she was looking annoyed.

"What's the matter, Twilight?" I felt her body tighten a little as she grew more energetic. Her pussy started to clench me lightly, gripping me as I pulled out and accepting me as I pushed in.

"Spike's... Still watching me." Her eyes narrowed at Spike.

I was curious. "Spike... Why are you still watching? Like what you see?"

"I... Umm... Guess? Is it okay? Should I... you know... go?" He took his claws and carefully pointed them at each other in front of his chest nervously.

"I don't know... Twilight, Do you want him to go? Or would you rather he watch?

Twilight didn't answer, she just kept glaring at Spike quietly as I fucked her. I felt her tightening around me and holding her breath off and on. She was getting close again.

"Are you going to cum again,Twilight?"

Twilight answered between her held breaths. "Yes, Sire."

"Will you cum harder if he watches?"

"Yes, Sire..." She surprised me by standing up then, lifting me with her renewing strength. And then she surprisedme again with what she said, "Watch me cum, Spike." She commanded Spike, "Clean wants you to watch me cum." She spread her wings wide, striking a pose as the sparkles started to form on her horn. She was showing off, showing Spike that she was still a princess even though she was my fuck toy. I hadn't expected her fall from grace to be so glorious. I had awoken something new in her. I would later come to know this side of Twilight very intimately. It was passionate once awoken, and would be very aggressive in meeting my desires. It was "Twilight" as my princess slave.

I was impressed and briefly confused, "Well, aren't you the exhibitionist, Princess."

"Yes, Sire!" She honestly screamed as her body reached it's peak. We came together. She pressed her body hard onto me, letting my balls grind against her clit and pressing me deep. This time she stared at Spike as she came, shrieking my name. "Fuck me! Cum inside me, Sire! Watch me cum from Cleaned Corners!" Her whole body clenched, and magic arced from her horn to her wingtips, running in sparks up her body. She cast a spell as she came and it was electrifying. The magic jolted something inside me, causing me to cum hard. I couldn't hold back, the electricity clenched my insides in one painful orgasm after another.

Spike watched in awe as his guardian came, screaming my name and convulsing in a large, loud magical orgasm. Purple gooey magic sprayed from her horn, coating the room as sparks arced from it to Twilight, causing her to scream as the goo was vaporized instantly, leaving a purple hue wherever it landed. Spike got splattered as well, and as the jolt of electricity ran through him, I could see him tense. He shuddered, and moaned as a thin stream of white shot up from under the table as he leaned back in his chair.

Another electric arc ran through us all, and I cummed again, this time more painful than the last. My balls had nothing left, my shaft was already rock hard and was squeezing on nothing. Still, It happened. The electric arcs were running off of Twilight, causing her to shake and scream, calling out my name each time. She seemed an endless font of magic, spewing mana across the room and painting everything purple. This was Twilight, bare and unleashed in primal ecstasy.

She lurched forward, taking me with her, and kissed the dazed Spike on his mouth, causing him to shake and shudder. I don't know how long we were joined like that, in an unholy threesome of agony and euphoria. It hurt like hell, but that didn't matter. I held Twilight down as she screamed into Spike, cumming painfully as she chanted my name into his mouth before every wracking orgasm. Spike didn't understand what was happening. He was an unsuspecting victim of an unstoppable force as Twilight's spell wracked his previously innocent mind and body again and again.

With a final scream, Twilight passed out and her spell ended with her bruised and battered body collapsing.

All I could taste was tingling grape, and all I could see was covered in a sparkling purple haze as we collapsed into the table together, her head falling into Spike's plate as she weakly spurted left over magic all over his passed out form. I collapsed on top of her, stunned by her sexual explosion. I couldn't move, everything was completely drained from me, still hard and embedded in her depths. I struggled to stay awake, but darkness quickly claimed me.

I don't think Spike will ever forget that moment. I'm sure Twilight hasn't, and I never will.

***

I woke up to her giving me a blow job on the table, just trying to swallow my entire aching dick, completely ignoring anything else. I ignored her for a while and took stock of the room. It was destroyed. Everything was painted purple or simply annihilated. The table itself was still cracked from the night before, but now it was covered in our juices. And it looked like they had been burned into it, permanently altering its makeup. I was actually glad it was crystal. I couldn't have dealt with it rationally if we had just destroyed an ancient hand carved wooden table. Luckily, magical crystal, while expensive, is easy to repair with magic.

The dining room itself was unrecoverable, but Twilight eventually managed to fix the table with her magic. The color change is permanent, although I'm inclined to keep it. If you follow the swirl of dark purple and blues, you can trace our first time on the table, and the spiderweb design only reminds me of euphoria. Besides, the design on top now looks ever so vaguely like her genitalia. I think it's a fitting centerpiece for our new playroom.

We decided to re purpose the dining room. It would require some re-structuring, but the crystal castles passages could be altered with Twilight's magic, and we could find no better use for the room with permanently stained walls and ceiling. At least as a play room, we wouldn't have to worry about staining anything in it.

During our attempted cleanup, Twilight gave me a verbal list of suggestions for ponies to interview for the castle positions. It's my choice, but she's encouraging me to scout out new ponies. She's suggested all females because she believes I'll enjoy that more. She's not wrong. She's also offered to get the uniforms designed. She claims to have the perfect idea.

I'm inclined to allow her. After all, I was rather fond of my toy's new attitude.

Author's Note

Gave it a once over(Several months later). It's still bad, but it's clearer now at least. Yay!