Her Most Faithful Servant

My dearest Anon,

I cannot tell you how long I’ve wanted to write this letter to you. I’ve seen myself in fantasies, daydreams, finally putting quill to paper at your command. I’ve craved it, hoped for it every step of the way and waited for the day you’d finally order me to do it. And now that it’s finally happening, I find I’m almost at a loss for things to say. I suppose you expect me to tell you how much I worship you, how much I just want to serve you, and I will do some of that, to be sure. But there’s something else you should understand now.

I’ve always been serving you as my Lord, in my own way. Since the day you told me you wanted to be more confident, every little thing I’ve done for you has been a service. I first kissed you because you were sad and you needed something good to happen in your life. Giving you a first true experience with afterglow, though I did it by making you a sub, was but a subtle act of giving and fealty. Teaching you how to manipulate maids, so you could chase your own personal goals, was all about me finding a way to give you things that would make you happy. Not a day has gone by where I haven't thought to myself ‘how can I make him smile today? How can I give him another gift, another tool, another new experience to help him grow and feel good about himself? How can I further serve him?’

As you once wrote to me, if you do it properly, no one will even realize what you’re up to till it’s too late.

It would be easy enough for me to take credit for your transformation over the past month. But it wouldn’t be fair, and it wouldn’t be entirely correct. The fact is, you’ve worked hard. You’ve pushed yourself, your realm of knowledge, your boundaries, your perceptions. You’ve made efforts to become the person you wanted to be rather than the person you are, and the world can see it. Ponies look at you differently, I’m sure you’ve noticed, and they respond differently to you now as well. And the most important thing? When other ponies look at you like you’re something magnificent, you believe it too now. You can see in you what I’ve seen all along. And you worked so very hard to realize all that, so the credit in truth lies with you.

To say I am proud of you would be an understatement. I have watched this change and quietly applauded you along the way. I have seen fire begin to burn inside you, and have fed it whenever I could. You tend your own fire well now, and I am content to enjoy its warmth and bask in its light. All with your permission, of course.

I am also quite pleased with your decision to stay in the castle from now on. As you put it, I too have come to enjoy this dynamic, but I’d be foolish to say that’s all it is now. I have been around too long not to recognize my own weaknesses and feelings when they emerge, and I know how I feel about you. And...I know you’ve come to feel the same way. The intimacy our give and take fosters, the level of trust and connection required there are something very special. This is not something I could feel and have with just anybody, and while we’ve never truly been lovers, I think of you far more fondly than I would think of any plaything.

If I am being completely honest, I cherish you. I light up when I see you smile, I find I am seeing things with new eyes as you first experience them yourself. I find my breath quicken when you walk into a room, and I can’t look at you too long in the company of others, because my blush is far too telling. And when I serve you, openly and truly now, I shudder to hear you whisper my name or that I’ve been a good girl. A part of me shatters inside each time, and I find I want nothing more than to please you, for as long as I may.

And I know that we are very different, you and I. We come from different worlds, we have very different viewpoints on many subjects. Your lifespan is far different than mine. Your goals are not exactly the same as a pony princess. But the moment I said ‘yes Sir,’ I gave a part of myself to you. I pledged that I would want only for you to have a good life, and that if I could ever help make that happen in any way, then it would be so.

For as long as I may live, I will never get that part of myself back, and I would never want it. It belongs to you now, as do I.

As you once said to me, back when you were the one who knelt in prayer, I worship you. I am yours. I am your faithful servant, and you own me. And...I care more deeply about you than you may ever truly understand. You know the words I would say here, fraught with meaning though they are, so I don’t feel I need to write them all out. Just know them. I mean them.

I do not know how long you will stay with me at the castle, or in general really. I do not know when you will go off on your own adventures, seek out everything that life has to offer someone so confident and strong now. I do not know how long I will have with you, but for as long as it is, I will serve you. I will love and celebrate each day I have with you, that we are together. Looking back on all that I did, on everything that happened to reach this point, I have no regrets about you. As different as we may be, what we have works, and that’s what really matters. I am...just so happy that you took a chance and said yes all these weeks ago. My life has been brighter for it.

But my apologies, Sir, you were looking for a more submissive letter, were you not? You wanted to hear what I’d love to have you do to me, how I need pats on the head and to be told I’m a good girl when I serve you well. You wanted to hear about all the things I will do to please you, both emotionally and physically. The way I will moan when you touch me again. That’s what you wanted, right?

Well my dear, I am afraid I must disappoint you. This is my first letter to you, and I can’t let myself be too easy so soon. While I do enjoy being your sub, more than you might even suspect, to assume I don’t have any fight left in me is quite silly. I am still a princess, and while you are my Lord, I will not fall at your feet each time without a bit of a fight first. I will not always give you power, so I challenge you to take it from me. So, do you still have it in you to put me in my place?

I know we’ll both enjoy finding out.

So until tonight, until you read this and decide how best force me to submit to you once more, know that I adore you. Know that I am so happy, and if I may be selfish for a moment, that this is all I ever wanted from you. For you. With you. Know that I am yours, just as you have let yourself be mine. And know that even as I am a princess, a ruler, and a noble...you will always, always be my Lord.

Your faithful servant,
Princess Celestia