Her Most Faithful Servant

Dear Princess Celestia,

Today, there was no lesson. Instead, I was tested. I was supposed to use everything I’ve learned so far to try and get into your head and trigger you into subspace. I remember thinking that this test was going to be impossible. I had no idea what to do or how to make you submissive to me. You assured me that you weren’t going to make it very easy, which didn’t make me feel any better.

So, I started the only way I thought I could. I got into topspace and started to brainstorm. The goal here wasn’t to hurt you, not like the last time. Just to make you feel submissive. So I didn’t want to do anything that could be considered a low-blow.

I started by asking some intrusive, sexual questions. I expected these to set you off guard and you would try to avoid them, but I was shocked at how you answered. When I asked if you enjoyed when my eyes lingered over the contours of your body, you calmly replied yes and sipped your tea. When I asked if you had considered what it would be like to fuck me, you didn’t even have to think twice when you said yes. Then when I asked what the scenario was, you didn’t spare a single detail. Delivered with a possessive gaze in my direction, you told me how you brought me to your room and I didn’t have the guts to make any moves on a Princess. So, you would kindly guide me through every step that we took. How my trembling hands would hesitate before every caress of your body.

Though I was very flattered, your story made me feel weak and destroyed my confidence. I felt owned. My topspace was gone. I had no idea where to go from there.

Then, I had an idea. It was probably the best shot I had to try and get under your skin. Well, fur. I thought, maybe I should try a sneakier, more subtle approach, rather than being so blunt and forceful with my attempts.

So, when your story was done, I let out a sigh. I tried to disguise it as me giving up, but it was a sigh meant to recompose myself into the right mindset. You asked with a smile if I was giving up. I replied quietly,

“No, that just wasn’t the scenario I had in mind.”

And I’d planted the seed. I’d set out a piece of bait and sat back to watch if you’d take it.

“Oh? What did you have in mind?” you asked curiously while sipping your tea.

I knew I was in.

“Well, in mine, I was a lot more physical. I pushed you against a wall and held you in place as I ravaged you. My hands ran all over and I wasn’t afraid to get rough.”

You choked on your tea and set the cup back down, your eyes glancing away.

“Oh? Did that strike a nerve?” I asked. You remained quiet and looked back to me. “I didn’t even get to the spanking.”

You lightly gasped and I could tell that I had you.

“Do you want to hear about that part? I bet you do, don’t you?”

You looked at me with just the faintest hint of a smile as you opened your mouth, but remained silent for a moment.

“Answer me,” I commanded in a low voice.

Another gasp and you looked away. A blush slowly covered your face. Finally, you turned back to me with a proud look.

“Nicely done. That concludes today’s lesson,” you said gently.

At first, I was just confused, but looking back, I couldn’t believe what I had done, and with surprising ease. Everything I did just felt natural. I saw the signs and just acted on them in the best way I could. I feel so proud of myself. Also, It was pretty comfy in your head. Maybe next time... I can stick around for a little while.

Your Faithful Student,
Anon