Her Most Faithful Servant

Dear Princess Celestia,

I'm sure you've been secretly looking forward to this one, waiting patiently for the letter to arrive. With bated breath, you’d look to the door and see if an assistant was bringing you a new scroll, and shiver at the thought of seeing this one, since you know exactly what this one is all about. But, I suppose I'm simply delaying my message. Aren't I? I shouldn't keep you waiting, should I?

Shockingly, this message isn't about a lesson.

No. Today was a practical. Today I dominated you for the first time. Oh, and how sweet it was... Seeing you in a submissive state made me feel stronger than I ever had felt before. Your body quivered at the slightest word or fluctuation of my voice.

It began with a struggle for power. You attempted to put me in my place and make me submissive to you, but I acted out. I fought back with my own attempts to make you feel weak. However, every time I thought I had finally struck a nerve, you had the perfect retort ready to put me back on my heels. I asked how badly you wanted to be punished by my hand, and you giggled that it wasn’t as bad as I wanted it. I questioned myself. I stuttered and blushed, but I wasn’t going to lose. Not today.

Then, I finally found my opening. I asked how it felt to be wanted by every stallion in Equestria. You paused and I saw the slight lip bite that you quickly tried to conceal. Vainly, you tried to dodge the question, but I had to strike.

“No, answer the question,” I said.

“What question?” you asked, trying to play coy.

“How does it feel to have the eyes of every stallion in Equestria ravaging your body every time they see you?”

“I don’t think I remember the question being worded like that…” you said.

“Answer me,” I growled. Then, you fell silent and looked away.

I counted in my head, knowing that it would only take one more good nudge to push you over the edge. You opened your mouth to reply, but you didn’t have anything to say.

“Now.”

“It feels good,” you whispered.

“I’m sorry, what was that?”

“It feels good,” you said more confidently.

“That’s better.”

Your eyes stayed down and you listened intently, waiting for me to say something.

“Now then, do you imagine these stallions doing something about the way they think about you?”

You shuddered as a smile curled on your face.

“Yes,” you said.

“Yes, what?” I asked.

You let out a quiet gasp and looked up at me with a gaze that I hadn’t seen before from you.

“Yes, sir,” you answered obediently. Then I knew you were mine.

Except, I had no idea where I was going. I had no endgame. I ended up floundering for some sort of way to follow up my words, but you smiled and said I’d done well for today. That ended today’s practical.

That sense of power was like a drug that flowed through my veins and made my blood hot. My brain ran at thousands of miles per second just to craft the most delicate command that would perk your ears and force you to close your eyes, just to follow it up with a clincher that would make you gasp and bite your lip. I have a smug smile just remembering it.

I can only imagine what thoughts swim through your head as you read the words I've written for you. I know how much you look forward to them. I wonder if you've been able to completely focus on the tasks you have at hand, or if the memories of our time together still worm their way back into your head. I hope you enjoyed our little fun that we had. If there is one absolute certainty that I can promise, it’s that this won't be the last time. Not by a long shot.

Your Scheming Student,
Anon