Chapters Lessons in the Carnal Arts
Twilight hummed happily to herself as she made her way through the garden. Her and the Princess had been dating for around three months. Three months of absolute bliss. They had taken long walks in the garden, gone dancing, curled up by the fire and read love poetry to one another. They had cuddled each other and kissed, but gone no further than that. Twilight frowned to herself as she treaded on the cool grass. Butterflies fluttered happily among the yellow and orange marigolds.
Celestia was treating her like royalty treated their consorts of old. Flirting and bestowing small gifts, but not doing that until the consort was willing. It was a timeless honor code and Twilight enjoyed the benefits. Every few days Twilight received jewelry or fresh cut roses from the Princess. She was starting to feel like royalty and reciprocated by sending Celestia flowers and sweets. The idea was to seduce, slowly but surely. Twilight was feeling plenty seduced, but didn't know how to bring it up. Every time she thought about it she blushed and couldn't get her words out.
Twilight spotted Celestia sitting beneath a spreading oak. She lifted a wing and smiled at her consort. Twilight broke out into a dignified trot and nestled beneath the white wing of her beloved. The Princess nuzzled her ear.
"Hello, my Ganymede."
Ganymede, the ancient hero that the god Zeus had plucked from the Earth in the form of an eagle for his beauty was so great it belonged in Heaven. It was Celestia's most recent nickname for her. Twilight responded to the greeting by pressing her lips to the lips of the Princess. Her breath tasted of fresh mint and made Twilight dizzy.
"Celestia, there's something I've been meaning to, um, to talk to you about." Twilight blushed.
"Oh? What is it?"
"Well, it's about some things we haven't done yet...that most couples do."
"Oh, you mean sharing an ice cream sundae? Truth is, it's not as romantic as it sounds."
Twilight rolled her eyes. Celestia grinned and kissed her ear.
"Technically, you're still my teacher right?"
"Hmm, sure."
"So, if I asked for a lesson..."
"A lesson? A lesson in what? I'm certain I've taught you all I know and a few things I made up."
"A lesson in things of the flesh."
Celestia stroked Twilight's mane. "I think I could do that assuming I can keep up with your youthful vigor."
"The truth is, I've been having thoughts...it's even distracted me from my studies." Twilight admitted in a squeak.
"Well then, you're a naughty filly and I'll simply have to spank you then." Celestia said, a teasing tone to her voice and a grin on her lips.
Twilight's face turned a shade of crimson. Celestia's eyes widened in understanding.
"Twilight, do any of these thoughts involve you being spanked?"
Twilight nodded. "I dream about it. I'm a schoolfilly again and I show up late for class so you spank me, but I like it. When I wake up I...I'm touching myself, y'know, down there."
Celestia went back to stroking her mane. "I knew I shouldn't have spanked you when you were a teenager. Believe it or not, that sort of sexual desire isn't uncommon. It's called BDSM. Bondage, discipline and sadomasochism. Spanking is only a small part of it."
Twilight had summoned a quill and parchment from Gods knew where and was studiously taking notes. Celestia smiled at the pure, unadulterated adorableness that was Twilight when she was learning about something new.
Celestia continued. "There's also bondage or being tied up. Would you like being tied up?"
Twilight looked up. "Maybe. I've never thought about it."
"Then there's breathplay. I had a dragon consort that was into that."
Twilight's eyes bugged out. "You had a dragon consort?"
"Oh, yes. Around two-thousand years ago. He passed on some time ago."
Sometimes Twilight forgot how ancient her goddess-lover really was.
"Anyway, BDSM is a very large world. It doesn't surprise me that you're into it." Celestia commented.
"How come?" Twilight asked.
"BDSM often appeals to people who usually like being in control. Being in control all the times is tiring so giving up control to someone else can be quite appealing."
"Do you have any fetishes, Princess?"
"A few. I'll tell you about them later. Another thing this form of sexuality requires is absolute trust between the partners. Do you trust me?"
"With my life."
Celestia suddenly lowered her horn, whipping it around so it came at Twilight's throat. Twilight didn't even flinch. Instead she nuzzled the horn.
"I know you'd never hurt me." Twilight said, smiling. Celestia withdrew the horn.
"Alright. We also need a safe word. How about bananas?"
"Sounds good."
Celestia stood to her full height. "Meet me in five minutes in my personal chambers. Do not be late."
...
Twilight entered her teacher's personal chambers. Celestia was sitting at a lectern. She eyes Twilight with a disapproving glare that Twilight shrunk from. She reminded herself it was only a game.
"Miss Sparkle." Celestia spoke in a stern voice that sent shivers down Twilight's back. "Why are you late for class?"
"I forgot?" Twilight offered lamely.
"And where is your homework?"
Twilight squeaked. "I forgot." She offered again.
"Then you'll need something to remind you. How about a warm rump? Would a good sound spanking help you remember?"
Twilight was now shivering, but not in fear. She could feel her marehood becoming wet.
"Y-yes, Miss Celestia."
"You are a very naughty student, aren't you?"
"Oh yes, Miss Celestia. The worst."
"You need to be spanked, don't you?"
Twilight felt her knees go weak.
Celestia patted her lap. "Across my lap. Now or it will be the paddle for you."
Twilight wasn't sure she was ready for something like that so she hurriedly cantered to her teacher. She bent across Celestia's lap so her rump was sticking out. Celestia laid a hoof on her rear and slowly began to caress it.
"Naughty filly."
She lifted her hoof and brought it down as a firm tap across Twilight's rump. It only barely stung. Celestia brought down a second then a third tap. Each tap grew more intense. Celestia lifted her hoof and finally brought a light slap across her rear. Then she went back to caressing Twilight's spanked bottom.
"Naughty fillies need to be spanked don't they?" Celestia asked.
Celestia began lightly slapping Twilight's bottom, each slap falling on a different side. She began focusing on Twilight's left side, unleashing a barrage of spanks. Twilight squirmed and moaned across Celestia's lap.
"Bananas?" Celestia asked.
"No, keep going." Twilight said in a breathy whisper.
Celestia continued bringing her hoof down on Twilight's behind now focusing in her right side. Twilight's bottom was turning pink beneath the force of Celestia's blows. Her bottom was heating up, a pleasurable sting following each light spank from Celestia's hoof. Suddenly Celestia drew up her hoof and brought it down hard. Twilight yelped. Celestia began firmly smacking Twilight's pinkening rear, these spanks hard and fast. Twilight kicked her legs and Celestia spanked her thighs.
"No more squirming you bad, bad filly."
Twilight lay limp across Celestia's lap taking each hard spank. They fell like thunderclaps on the hills of her backside. Her bottom jiggled with each slap. Celestia's stopped and caressed her now red behind. Twilight lay panting over her lap, her behind on fire, but there was no tension in her muscles. Her mind was completely relaxed. Celestia went back to spanking, but followed each spank with a gentle caress. The pain and pleasure mixed together and after each spank Twilight wasn't sure if she was moaning or crying. Spasms of ecstasy shook her marehood as the spanks began falling on her tender sit spots.
Celestia landed the spanks in no particular direction simply moving her hoof up and down Twilight's cherry red behind leaving smacks and caresses. Twilight panted and moaned. Celestia stroked her bottom, rubbing circles in the tender flesh. Then she went back to dishing out the hard, firm spanks.
"Have you learned your lesson, you naughty filly?"
"Oh, oh yes ma'am!" Twilight cried in ecstasy. Bliss spread through her body as she rested over her lover's lap, a warmth radiating from her warm behind. Celestia continued stroking the unicorn's backside. The Princess took her in her hooves and held her. Twilight nestled into her fluffy chest.
"Now are you prepared for the lesson for this afternoon?"
"Hm, sure." Twilight said, not sure where she was going, but willing to go along.
"Do you know what cunningligus is?"
"I've never heard of that."
Celestia picked her up and carried her to the bed. "You're about to."
Lessons in the Carnal Arts
Author's Note
This is what I call Pink Lemonade, a romantic clopfic.
Chapter 2
Twilight relaxed back into the jasmine scented bed. The part of her mind that was still functioning wondered why Celestia’s bed smelled like perfume. The other part was too consumed with pure bliss to come up with any theories. She adjusted herself on the bed trying to find a more comfortable position. She writhed around as little jolts of pleasure moved through her nervous system. She pushed her forelegs back, pushing up her hips. She was rewarded with the sound of a dainty giggle. Twilight could feel the wetness of her lower regions, the sweat coming down in droplets all over her body.
Twilight began to wonder exactly what Celestia was too her. As a citizen of the Solar Empire of Equestria Celestia was her Princess, her rightful sovereign. She was loyal to Her above all others. Her obedience was rewarded.
She gasped out as Celestia’s tongue left a trail of fire over her cunt.
Yes, she was rewarded. The pleasurable sensations running up and down her marehood contrasted nicely with the sting in her hindquarters from where Celestia had spanked her earlier. Oh yes, she had been a naughty, naughty student and hence was taken over Celestia’s lap for her much-deserved punishment.
It was funny. When she was a filly and Celestia spanked her and called her a naughty filly it made her cry and think about what she’d done. Now when Celestia spanked her and called her a naughty filly it made her moan and ask for more.
Twilight returned to her ruminations about who Celestia was to her. Celestia was her teacher. She’d taught her everything she knew about magic. Celestia and Twilight had spent long hours poring over ancient texts about magic. Celestia had always been patient with her, helping her sound out the harder words.
Sometimes, Twilight thought, Celestia had stepped into the role of a mother towards her. For instance, once when Twilight had gotten a cold she had gone to lessons anyway. Celestia had known she was sick right away. The Solar Princess had sent her off to bed immediately. Then she had made her a bowl of tomato soup. Twilight spent the rest of that lesson cuddled in Celestia’s wing with a bowl of soup. Celestia had read to her and not assigned her even a page of homework.
There were times when Twilight would awake from a nightmare. So, Celestia would let the unicorn sleep in her bed. Many a pleasant night had been spent in the Princess’s warm embrace. When Twilight was nestled in Celestia’s wings she felt like nothing could hurt her. Nothing could get to her or cause her to feel afraid. She was safe, completely and utterly safe, and secure in the wings of the most powerful, loving and kind being on the planet. Twilight had used every excuse possible to get a hug from the Princess. Occasionally when she had really wanted a hug she’d just thrown her forelegs around Celestia’s neck. Celestia had never pushed her away or rejected the show of affection. She had always hugged her back. There were those precious moments before Celestia’s fireplace when they had snuggled while reading a book together. Their lessons somehow all seemed to end like that.
Twilight writhed on the bed as Celestia’s tongue found a particularly sensitive spot.
It had all changed after puberty when Twilight had begun having feelings for the Princess that were more that platonic. Much, much more than platonic.
Twilight let out several squeaks. No, Celestia was no longer a mother figure to her. Maybe she never really had been. Maybe she was more of a friend.
After every lesson Twilight and Celestia would share a pot of tea. Twilight had begun to know the Princess not just as a teacher and surrogate mother. She had begun to see her as a friend. In addition to Shining Armour, Cadence and occasionally Moondancer Celestia was among the few friends Twilight had. They had taken long walks in the garden, walking so close that their tails had nearly intertwined. Then Celestia had sent her away to Ponyville. Twilight loved the friends she’d made in Ponyville. Her life just wouldn’t be the same without them. Her heart, though, remained in Canterlot. She’d tried to bury her feelings for Celestia. After all, there was no way the Princess could love her back. Nonetheless every Saturday would find them taking their walks through the rose gardens. For a time they had decided they were friends. Just friends. Twilight had accepted that.
No, no she hadn’t. But she’d decided she’d have to live with it. One night, she’d had one too many shots of whiskey. She wasn’t sure what happened (she vaguely recalled a drunken demand for belly-rubbing), but the next morning she had woken up to find herself in bed with the Princess just like those nights of her early youth. Celestia had been smiling down at her then had kissed her. Twilight had been surprised, but then had melted into the kiss.
“Took you long enough, Princess.” She’d moaned.
A stroke from Celestia’s tongue brought her back to the present.
“I love you, Princess!” She gasped as waves of pleasure washed over her, erasing all of her thoughts. Twilight could feel her soul expand, her spirit lift to dance among the stars themselves. Her body trembled as her consciousness ascended to Heavenly realms. She felt like she was rolling in the grass of the Divine pastures.
“Gods! Gods!” Twilight moaned as her body was overcome with bliss. She wasn’t sure how long the fiery ecstasy rolled through her. There was no time in this place. There was only an endless ocean of pleasure, waves upon waves of pure ecstasy. Her gasps turned into prayers. Her entire body became one great rolling wave of ecstasy.
This was heaven. She had died and entered the Heavenly Pastures where the grass rolled forever. Her soul began to return to her body. The jolts of pleasure began to lessen and she was left as one trembling mess on the jasmine scented bed. The Goddess smiled down at her.
“And that, my little pony, is cunnilingus. Any questions?”
Her mind wasn’t yet ready to process words.
“You are my Goddess.” Twilight said as her body continued to shiver.
“Just because it makes you put your knees to your ears and say ‘oh, Gods’ doesn’t make it a religious experience, Twilight.”
“I’m pretty sure I saw the face of God.”
“I hope not. My dad watching us have sex would be mildly disturbing.”
“You are Goddess.” Twilight whispered, suckling her nipples. It was Celestia’s turn to moan in ecstasy.
“Yes, Mortal. I am Goddess.” Celestia rolled onto her back and spread her legs. “Taste of my divine nectar.”
Twilight buried her muzzle into Celestia’s marehood, taking in the musk of the Divine Cunt. She flicked out her tongue over Celestia’s slit. She was rewarded with the sound of Celestia’s moaning. It was like the most beautiful music she had ever heard. The scent of Celestia’s vulva intoxicated her and she drank from it, lapping up her love juices as if they were flowing from the Chalice of Life itself.
“Slower, Twilight, slower.” Celestia instructed. Twilight obeyed, slowly drawing her tongue over Celestia’s sex.
Celestia continued her moaning. “W-when you asked me for lessons on sex…I was-oh-hesitant. But this is the best…lesson plan…ever.”
"I'm glad to please you." Twilight responded as she briefly lifted her head from between Celestia's legs.
"Hmm...yes, you have pleased me." Celestia told her. Twilight continued giving long strokes to Celestia's heavenly cunt. Her muzzle was covered in love juices. All she could smell was Celestia. Her world became the richness of jasmine and the sweetness of Darjeeling tea. She closed her eyes and breathed in Celestia. Roses and Jasmine and tea and the warmth of the sun and ivory soap. That was suddenly her world.
"Ah...oh, Twilight. For so many years I tried to deny my feelings for you."
Twilight didn't respond. She plunged her tongue into Celestia's opening eliciting cries of pleasure.
"Then you came to me that night and spilled all your feelings. You're the brightest student I've ever had you know that?"
Twilight blushed.
"So, how could I not love you back?" Celestia asked then her voice broke off into unintelligible moans. "You are a quick learner."
"Have you ever been with any other students?" Twilight asked, suddenly jealous.
"None of them were able t-to capture my heart like you did...oh..."
Twilight was unskilled, but ecstasy still flowed through Celestia's body. She shivered and trembled, her alabaster body writhing as Twilight's had.
Twilight rolled away from her as Celestia collapsed onto the bed. She spread a wing and drew Twilight close to her, giving her a peck on the cheek. Twilight snuggled into her wing.
"Celestia, what am I to you?"
"What a strange question." Celestia said, a smile tugging her lips. "You are my Twilight. Unique. Irreplaceable. There has never been one like you and never will be again." She kissed her ear. "You are the most precious treasure in my empire. In all Equestria. In all this world."
Twilight gave a satisfied sigh.
"And what am I to you?"
"You are my Goddess."
"I'm a goddess to millions. What am I to you Twilight?"
"My teacher, my mentor, my friend, my...my Celestia. There's only one of you in this whole world. You are the most precious pony in this world to me." Twilight said, knowing she was echoing Celestia's words. "I can't think of any other way to describe it. You are my sun. You are the light of my world."
Twilight was cut off with a kiss.
"I love you, Twilight."
"I love you to, Celestia."
Lessons in the Carnal Arts
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If Twilight was anything it was a mare of habit. Every Sunday she organized her books. Every Friday she had her Daring Do book club. And every Friday she visited her marefriend and princess Celestia. This was not to say that she didn't just occasionally drop in to see her during the week. Sometimes, she would make time and sneak away just to be with Celestia. Celestia always welcomed and encouraged these "just because" visits. She enjoyed Twilight's company, her energy, her intelligence, her exuberance. As Celestia sat drinking tea in her personal chambers, she sensed a disturbance in the magical field surrounding the palace. A magical aura was coming closer. The Solar Princess smiled. That aura was unmistakable.
"Good afternoon, Twilight." She greeted as her marefriend teleported inside her chamber. It had been a month since their last "lesson" and their relationship had blossomed in that time. Celestia put down the teacup and took in her beloved's appearance. Twilight's mane was frazzled, hair sticking out at random places, snow mixing in with the purple. Her eyes were bloodshot. Tear stains marked where she had been crying. Celestia stood and stretched out a wing, wrapping Twilight up in a hug. Twilight leaned into the warmth of her embrace.
"What is wrong, Twily?" She asked, her breath tickling her student's ear.
"Everything." Twilight admitted, burrowing into Celestia's chest fur.
"Anything in specific?" Celestia asked, summoning a hairbrush and running it through her mane. Twilight sighed in pleasure.
Twilight burrowed into Celestia's chest. "Winter Wrap-Up. Stupid, stupid Winter Wrap-Up. Why can't they just use magic to change the seasons? I love Ponyville, but..."
Celestia lovingly cooed over her. "Aw, there, there." She continued running the brush through her mane. "What specifically about Winter Wrap-Up? I know you were put in charge of it. What's happened to upset my favorite wench?"
Twilight smiled and nuzzled against Celestia. She did enjoy their little role plays.
"Half the pegasii have come down with Feather Flu. We don't have enough Pony power. I don't know what we're going to do!" She began to hyperventilate. "What if we can't wrap up winter? What if winter lasts forever?"
Celestia booped her muzzle. Twilight's eyes crossed. "You're a silly pony, Twilight. All you needed to do was ask. Well, Mayor Mare should have. She's a proud one though. I'll send extra Pegasii from Cloudsdale."
Twilight smiled. "Thank you. Thank you so much."At this time of day the beams of the sun flooded Celestia's chambers with light, bathing everything in a warm, golden glow. Celestia smelled of summer, fresh grass and the warmth of the sun. Twilight buried her muzzle into her fur and inhaled the scent of lavender, sunshine and fresh grass after the rains. She didn't want to leave the light and the warmth of her beloved's chambers, not for a while anyway. She reached up and captured Celestia's lips in a kiss. Celestia kissed back. They kissed all the way to the bed as Celestia pushed the smaller alicorn into the mattress.
"Stay there." Celestia said. "I know just what you need to forget this day-and everything else."
Twilight nodded. Anticipating what was to come she bent over a soft pillow, pressing her face into the mattress and lifting up her rear end. She felt tendrils of silk ribbons, guided by Celestia's magic, wrap around her legs. The silk wrapped around her tail, lifting it up, showing her intimate parts to her goddess-lover. The silk ribbon weaved around her tail in intricate knots before wrapping some more around her legs and her stomach. Celestia gently lifted Twilight's rear higher in the air.
"Hoof or hairbrush?" Celestia asked. Sometimes, Twilight liked the intimacy of a hoof spanking, her lover's hoof on her rear end. Other times, she wanted to feel the hard sting of the brush especially when she'd had a bad day or felt guilty about something.
"I've been an awful bad filly." Twilight said. Her tail lifted even higher and she could feel her vulva becoming wet. "You should use both."
Twilight wiggled her rump which Celestia gently stroked. "Ready, my faithful pet?"
Her voice was like silk, teasing Twilight. Twilight already felt that voice working its magic, calming the troubled waters of her soul. Celestia began using her magic to stroke and tease Twilight's inner folds, teasing open the petals of her flower. Twilight sighed in bliss as the warm, energy coursed through her intimate parts.
Celestia leaned over her, whispered in her ear. "You'll get to cum after your spanking."
She lifted her up in her magic and Twilight relaxed in the golden energy. A magical aura was like a warm, comforting blanket. Celestia laid her over her lap and Twilight stretched out, resting her face in the sheets of the bed. The position over Celestia's lap and the silk bonds around her hooves made her feel so safe, so secure and loved.
What came next would be even better.
Celestia raised her hoof and landed it firmly across Twilight's upturned bottom. Twilight gasped. Celestia landed several more swats, never spanking the same place twice. She peppered Twilight's bottom with the stinging swats, then stopped and gently caressed where she had spanked.
Her vulva was now dripping wet. Celestia caressed Twilight's rump, then landed a hard smack across it causing Twilight to jerk upwards. Celestia swung her hoof to the right then the left side of Twilight's rump, slapping Twilight's sensitive cutie marks. Twilight was beginning to pant as the spanking continued. She writhed beneath Celestia's blows to her bottom then felt pleasure build as Celestia caressed her. Celestia picked up a wooden hairbrush from the nightstand.
Twilight yelped in surprise as the hairbrush firmly smacked her behind. Celestia landed each spank of the hairbrush right to Twilight's sit-spot. Then she began to alternate, swatting each of Twilight's flanks. Twilight writhed and moaned beneath the bonds, feeling twitches of pleasure build up in her lower parts just as the hairbrush lit a fire in her rump. Ecstasy and agony mixed together.
Each spank from the hairbrush came down like a clap as it connected with Twilight's flanks, her rump, her thighs. Celestia moved the hairbrush lower and started spanking her lower thighs, eliciting cute squeaks from Twilight.
Placing the hairbrush aside for a moment she started rubbing the parts of Twilight's rump the hairbrush had rained down on. Twilight rested her face into the sheets.
Celestia began slapping Twilight's flanks with her hoof again, smacking each side as she swung her hoof. Twilight's butt had gone from purple to nearly red, but Celestia continued spanking.
"Oh! Oh 'Tia!"
Celestia picked up the hairbrush and gave her a smack on the butt with it.
"What was that, servant-wench?"
"Oh, oh Mistress!" Twilight corrected.
"Good little servant filly." Celestia said. She slipped one hoof beneath Twilight and began tickling her vulva, urging Twilight to lift up. Twilight grinded against her hoof. With the other hoof she continued the spanking, though Celestia had begun to give lighter swats. The pain of the spanking with the pleasure of having her pussy rubbed was too much for her and her muscles clenched as she reached the peak of her passions. Fluid flooded from her pussy and all over Celestia's hoof.
"Naughty filly! You have dirtied your mistress' hoof!" Celestia scolded, raining more spanks on Twilight's behind, this time with the hairbrush.
"I'm sorry, Mistress. Let me clean it."
"Very well."
Celestia got off the bed and held out her hoof. Twilight had to turn her head at an angle to lick the pussy juices from it. She licked and kissed every part of the hoof, tasting herself on her lover.
"My, that was an excellent cleaning job. You deserve a reward." Celestia whispered. She laid back down on the bed and levitated over a jar of menthol. She poured the menthol on her hooves then began working the ointment into Twilight's backside.
"Oh, god, feels so good..." Twilight said as a cooling sensation spread over her backside. Celestia rubbed and kneaded Twilight's bottom, covering her backside with the menthol. While she did that she began running the hairbrush through Twilight's mane, working out all the tangles. The wonderful thing about a hairbrush was that it could be used to discipline (or reward) a naughty filly with the hard end of it, then comfort and care for them with the other end. Twilight began making those adorable squeaks again as the menthol and the brush running through her mane drowned her consciousness in waves of sensation.
'It's no wonder I fell in love with you, is it?' Celestia said.
"It's not fair." Twilight said.
"What isn't?"
"I'm getting all the pleasure."
"Giving you pleasure gives me pleasure, Beloved. Besides, I was trying to cheer you up." Celestia told her.
"Still..."
Celestia used her magic to unwind the bonds around her. Twilight laid on her back and lifted up to kiss Celestia's neck. It was Celestia's turn to
Twilight knew every part of her, all of her most secret places. Bliss spread through Celestia's body as Twilight continued to caress her folds with her tongue. Twilight rolled off of her and Celestia laid on her back lost in ecstasy. Twilight snuggled up to her and Celestia drew her close with her wing.
"So, feeling better?"
Twilight grinned. "That was just what I needed."
Lessons in the Carnal Arts
Celestia slammed her hoof on the desk as she stood. She had just about had it for this wretched day where absolutely nothing had gone right. She stood from the mahogany piece of furniture, placed her front hooves on the desk and stretched. Her stiff and tired back popped and slowly relaxed. She plopped down onto the soft, blue swivel chair and stared disdainfully at the paperwork. She knew the invention of writing had been a mistake. It used to be she ordered something and, if it was in accordance with ancient law and custom, it happened. Now, she couldn't burp without signing off on it first.
The Equestrian tax code was an eldritch nightmare that strongly reminded her of some sort of abomination Discord would have come up with if he had been particularly inebriated. That she had had a hand in its creation made it all the more irksome. On some days, she strongly considered retiring. Finding a nice, tropical paradise and basking forever in the sun. Or maybe a mountainous retreat and spend her days as a hermit. Luna could handle everything.
She stood back up and began pacing around the room. The tax code was woefully out of date. The tensions between the Donkeys and the Goats in the Eastern Provinces were reaching a boiling point. The Griffons were complaining about their skyrocketing crime rate (they had autonomy so what exactly did they want her to do? Revoke their self-governance?) Twilight hadn't contacted her.
Celestia's shoulders slumped. She was a millennia old empress in all but title, a demigoddess, a perfectly mature and rational adult. Why was her marefriend's silence bothering her? She had things to do, bills to sign, petitions to read. Maybe the empire could start expanding again. Conquer the last independent Goat tribes.
That's what she should do. Launch a war of conquest to take her mind off the fact that her marefriend hadn't contacted her for their anniversary and probably bankrupt her nation in the process. (And Ponies had decided that conquest was wrong in this century, for some reason. So fickle were the whims of Pony morality to her age old mind. At one point they had even decided same-sex couplings were immoral! She had quickly put an end to that one.)
She ceased her pacing around the room. Pacing wasn't getting anything done. All the bills that needed to be signed were in fact signed. All the petitions were read, the greedy requests of noble for more land properly rejected and reasonable requests from her subjects accepted.
There was nothing left for her to do. She could retire to her gardens or take a bath or go to her room to read. She could also ruminate on why Twilight hadn't contacted her. Normally, she'd at least get a letter. Her mane went flying as she shook her head. There was no point to ruminating on it.
Her gaze traveled to the window in her office which let in the last rays of the evening. It was almost time to set the sun. The rays cast an orange glow on the stone wall and carpeted floor. In about two more hours she'd need to go to the balcony and perform the most sacred of all her duties.
A knock sounded from the door and the Princess looked away from the window. "Enter, the door is unlocked."
A guard clad in golden armor stepped inside. For some reason, his face was the most peculiar shade of scarlet. "Y-your Highness, an anonymous individual has left you a gift. It is on your bed and um...wrapped up."
Celestia raised an eyebrow. "How did it get inside my room?"
"Uh...please go look at it, Your Highness. Please."
"Nonsense. This could be dangerous. What if it's an explosive device? Have you examined it?"
"Sh...it's not going to explode. I'm sure of that."
"Well, what is it?"
The guard shrank away from Celestia. "If you'd please just go take a look at it."
The princess sighed. "Very well. If you'd follow me."
The guard looked at the floor. "I'd rather not."
"Excuse me?"
"Nothing, Your Highness."
"You're being very strange. Come along."
She stepped out of the room, her golden horse shoes tapping against the stone as she made her way down the hall. The guard followed at a respectful distance behind her. Celestia opened the door to her bedroom and her eyes widened. Suddenly, the guard's hesitation made sense. "Guard, you are dismissed. Thank you for bringing this to my attention."
The guard bowed low and scurried away. Celestia closed the door behind her. "And what do we have here?"
The unicorn's foreleg's were bound by red ribbons connecting them to the bedposts. Her back legs were also bound by the same red ribbons, connecting them to the other set of bedposts and keeping them spread wide, her soaking flower on display and filling the chambers with musk.
Celestia sniffed the air and her wings stiffened. Completing the package was a red ribbon tied around Twilight's horn. Celestia slowly stalked to the bed and lit her horn, lifting up a note that read, in Twilight's neat hornwriting, "I'm yours. Body and Soul. Do anything you want."
Celestia glanced down at Twilight who smiled through the ball gag, giving her a look of such absolute devotion and trust that it took Celestia's breath away. Celestia caressed her violet mane. "I see somepony brought me a pet."
She planted a kiss on Twilight's horn which caused Twilight to squirm. Celestia's lips embraced the spiral of the horn's fluted surface, drawing her tongue down it. Twilight moaned and Celestia moved down further, planting a kiss on her forehead. Twilight gasped at the contact of those soft lips against her fur, the sensation sending shivers of delight down her spine. Down the goddess's lips went, tracing a trail of kisses.
Celestia pressed her lips on her forehead once more and then her muzzle, her chin, buried her own muzzle in her neck which she lavished with the touch of her tongue. With each press of the silken lips, delightful sensations flowed throughout Twilight's body. She jerked and writhed within her bonds. Celestia kept going, moving down her neck to her chest. For a single second, her lips pressed against Twilight's heart. "Mine."
Then she pressed her hoof to her own heart. "And this is yours." In an instant, her lips were again at Twilight's chest, suckling the skin between her chest and her belly. Celestia's lips and tongue explored every inch of the valley that was the place where her abs and stomach met, tracing the border with her soft tongue.
The touch of her lips were feather soft as they explored the region around her vulva, never actually touching Twilight's flower. She drew it out, delighting in the music of Twilight's moans. "What a sweet pet you are."
Her hoof stroked Twilight's rump, rubbing circle's in the flesh. Her other hoof grasped the other half of the bound unicorn's behind and she lowered herself, as if she were going to plunge into Twilight's petals. Twilight's breath hitched in anticipation. Instead, Celestia ran her tongue over the inside of her left thigh till she reached Twilight's hoof which she sucked on.
A cry of muffled pleasure ripped through the gag. Celestia let go of Twilight's hoof and began suckling her right hoof, licking the inside of her right thigh. Celestia noticed the desperate need for release on her marefriend's face, the pool of arousal soaking the sheets beneath her.
Her tongue circled Twilight's vulva and Twilight arched her back, as if begging for the climax. The Princess let go of her backside, cupped Twilight's face. "Good things come to those who wait, my faithful marefriend."
Her tongue tickled Twilight's ear and she once more trailed kisses down her helpless, squirming marefriend's body. Gasps and moans escaped Twilight's lips as, at long last, she immersed her tongue in Twilight's wetness. She suckled Twilight's nub and was rewarded with the sound of her marefriend reaching her peak.
Her entire body relaxed within the bonds as she was enfolded by pleasure, the pleasure given to her by her lover and mistress. She had bound herself, surrendered herself and her lover had given her sheer ecstasy.
A feeling of absolute trust filled her along with the waves of the orgasm. "I love you," she murmured through the gag. Celestia lifted it with her golden aura. "Say that again."
"I love you, Celestia...so...so much."
Celestia kissed her and Twilight tasted herself on the other mare's lips. Celestia lifted her hairbrush off her night stand and ran it through Twilight's mane. Twilight smiled and leaned into the bristles as they massaged her scalp. Celestia rhythmically brushed her mane. Twilight's horn glowed and Celestia allowed her to take the brush and begin brushing her mane. "I couldn't think of what to get you for our anniversary, so I decided to give you myself."
"A wonderful gift." The alicorn sighed in contentment as the brush made its way through her floating mane. "I can think of another gift. Do you want to please me, Pet?"
Twilight set aside the brush. "Oh, yes Mistress! More than anything!"
Celestia's magic unwrapped the bonds around her forelegs and backlegs. Twilight sat up as Celestia laid down, spreading her backlegs and revealing the Divine chalice where one-hundred generations of poets claimed dwelt the nectar of life. Twilight gazed at the Princess's perfect pussy before she buried her muzzle into the folds, inhaling the scent.
Just as her former teacher had, Twilight teased her lover, circling the honeypot without ever partaking of its fruit. Celestia squeaked in frustration. Well, turnabout's fairplay I suppose.
Twilight's tongue trailed the diarch's thighs, pausing to plant kisses. She did not restrain herself as she lavished kisses on Celestia's hooves, a frenzy of wild kisses that lingered on the sensitive parts of her frogs. Cries of uncontrollable ecstasy lifted up from the empress's lips as Twilight went down on her sacred flower.
She was more skilled in the arts of love than the first time she had given this service, slowly caressing Celestia's inner folds with her tongue, tracing her nub and mound, stroking her vulva. Celestia gasped in pleasure and fell back onto the bed as the unicorn's tongue filled her body with waves of bliss.
Twilight continued sucking and nibbling, pressing her face into Celestia's marehood, burying her face into her muff. Celestia rested her head on the pillow while Twilight moved up from her muff and laid her lips in Celestia's belly. She wriggled up so she was laying on Celestia's tummy. Celestia embraced her in her wings.
Twilight nuzzled her tummy. "There are other things we could do if you wanted. The theater, taking a walk in the garden..."
Celestia tickled Twilight's side with a brush of her feathers, eliciting a giggle. "Right now there's only one garden I'm interested in."
"That's an old metaphor. Never heard that one outside of classic texts."
"Sometimes the classics are the best."
Twilight smiled. "I noticed."
The wing continued to stroke her side. Twilight ticked the belly she was resting on and Celestia's squirming nearly knocked her off. She embraced Celestia's barrel. "Wanna stay here for a while?"
Celestia shielded her in feathery softness. "That sounds wonderful, my love."
Author's Note
I swear that hairbrush needs its own character tag.
Lessons in the Carnal Arts
Two rows of leafy, green birch trees rose up on either side of Twilight Sparkle as she trotted along the leafy path. The trees were old, knotted and decaying in parts. Nonetheless, they proudly waved in the warm wind which lifted the Unicorn's mane. The path was far older than the trees. It was made up of stone that had crumbled away to nothingness in parts. Grass and weeds pushed through cracks along the road. A bird sang in the distance.
Twilight's magic held a birch wood paddle aloft in the air which she laid on her back. She had carved it herself, an offering and a means of atonement if she deemed her worthy of punishment. It was according to the good and ancient rites. Bad fillies needed to be punished. Her eyes were downcast as one treading the Path of Penance should be. The paddle was held in the glow of her magenta field.
Here and there, the path had vanished altogether. Moss spread green fingers over the surviving stone. A few stray dandelions sprouted from the rock. She tread past them, the yellow flowers teasing her legs as she went by. The rock was coarse against her hooves, but the grass was soft and comforting. She could imagine what the road must have looked like three-thousand years before. Worshipers from all over Equestria would have come, bearing offerings upon their withers. The road would have gleamed in the light of the sun. It would have been clean, kept free from weeds or other vegetation by those clergy who would unkindly come to be called zealots in succeeding centuries.
Twilight paused at one giant stone block, pressing her hoof against it. It was rough, worn away by the tread of thousands before her. Hundreds of thousands, perhaps millions. The years had not been kind to this road. The trees overhead met in a canopy of thick branches and clouds of leaves.
The sun could only barely pierce the gloom of the grove, speckling upon the ground in points of light and poking out from between the leaves. The path disappeared entirely. Twilight continued her trek, her body beginning to shiver in anticipation the further into darkness she walked. She found herself shrouded entirely in darkness, but continued her journey. The sunlight returned as the trees thinned out. A little, wooden bridge spanned a clear, blue river. Twilight could see the rocks beneath the rushing waters, small white river stones. Twilight prostrated herself, touched the water with her hoof and pressed the same hoof to the chakra beneath her horn. "Ave Sol Regina. "
She stepped up onto the bridge and crossed it, coming into a valley ringed by pines. Her hooves crushed the orange needles as she tread through the land. The temple was coming into view.
She stopped and gazed at the rough, alabaster pillars. In ancient days they would have been painted in the colors of the rainbow for the rainbow magic, the source of all creation. There were six spiraling rings of stone and each stone bore inscriptions which the rains and misfortunes of centuries had rendered illegible.
There had never been a roof for this temple. In those days, religion was different. Simpler for a simpler time. She entered the temple and walked towards the center ring. In the very center of the rings was an altar and next to the altar was her Goddess. Her coat was as alabaster and pure as the pillars within which she stood. Her mane floated and waved in all the colors of the rainbow. Her wings were spread to their full length and a gentle smile adorned her face.
Twilight knelt and kissed her hoof, her lips lingering upon the Princess's fur. Though Twilight had worn nothing, Celestia had dressed up for this occasion. In addition to her crown and torc with the amethyst in the center, gold filligree lined her wings. Her mane and tail were braided in roses and a ruby hung from her horn and rested in the place above her eyes.
Twilight gazed at her Goddess and planted a second kiss on her other hoof, tasting the dirt and grass that clung to them. She slowly drew her tongue up Celestia's pastern. Celestia drew her hoof up and stroked Twilight's mane. "Why hast such a beautiful creature come to this place by way of the Path of Penance? Surely, a pure and innocent filly such as thyself meant to come to this shrine by way of the Path of Righteousness and what you carry is but an offering?"
Twilight drew her gaze downward. "Oh, but I'm not a good filly. I'm not a good filly at all. I'm a very...naughty filly."
Celestia traced Twilight's cheek, pressed her hoof to the Unicorn's lips. Twilight shivered. Celestia's lips turned upwards at the display of the submissive, vulnerable maiden before her. Twilight hesitated before nuzzling Celestia's chest to which Celestia responded by kissing her horn. "Tell me, what hast thou done?"
Twilight leaned deeper into her chest as if trying to merge with her then she placed her mouth against her ear. "Sometimes when I'm studying I allow myself to get distracted by thoughts of thee. Of thy embrace."
"Dost thou believeth that to be an offense worthy of the paddle?"
"There's more. Even though I thinketh of thee always, I sometimes arrive late for our meetings."
Celestia's lips grazed her ear. "I forgiveth thee. Also, five minutes early is not late."
"There's even more. Though I have eyes for only thee, though thy touch is all I yearn for, thou art not always with me so I...fulfill my longings with my own hoof or magic."
Celestia's wings stiffened. "Naughty though that is, I forgiveth thee."
Twilight stepped away from Celestia and crouched low, presenting her rump for punishment or pleasure, whichever her beloved mistress deemed fit. "But I have heard that the Goddess chastiseth the ones whom she loveth. So tell me, dost thou love me?"
Her answer was the smack of the paddle across her rump. She jumped and a hiss of air escaped her lips. A second whack fell beneath the first, leaving a bloom of warmth. It was sharp, a line of fire on her backside. The sting faded away and the warmth remained, a nearly pleasant tingle.
Celestia's breath was hot against her ear as she used her magic to trail the paddle across her purple posterior. "I loveth thee, Twilight. This is the chastening of love."
A third lick fell, harder than the others. The sting contained that same tingly sensation that worked into her bottom, released a thrill. "Hast thou ever felt this manner of reprimand before?"
"No, Princess, never."
"I shall be merciful then. Three more spanks."
The fourth spank was the hardest yet. Twilight felt her knees buckle, pain building up to a nearly unbearable degree. Quickly, a fifth slap of wood landed. The tingly feeling was building with the pain, her nerves alight with sensation. Yet, she could not say if that sensation was pain or pleasure.
Celestia gave the final blow, the paddle whistling through the air as it spanked the Unicorn's behind.
Twilight gasped. "More, please, more."
"More? My, thou art a naughty filly. I'd almost thinketh that thou were enjoying this." Celestia slipped her hoof between Twilight's legs. Twilight gasped and a seventh whack fell and then an eighth. Celestia stroked her bottom again and again, stoking an inferno of sensation, tingly and hot and with an unbearable pleasure or pain, she couldn't be sure of where one ended and the other began.
Her breath came out in ragged gasps, in time to the paddle's spanks and the hoof caressing her marehood. Her entire body was awash with sensation, her mind subsided altogether. "B-bananas!"
The spanking stopped immediately and the paddle was thrown away as if it were a viper. Celestia enfolded Twilight in her wings, pulled her into a hug. "Are you alright, did I go too far, was it too hard-"
Her tirade of questions were cut off by a kiss. Twilight wrapped both her hooves around Celestia's neck and shuddered as she orgasmed in her lover's embrace. "It was...wow."
Celestia grinned. "Did you enjoy it?"
"Yes. Just yes. I stopped it because it was just a bit too intense. Harder than the brush or your hoof. It wasn't the pain exactly, it was just this intensity, I liked it, but I'll need to get used to it."
"The paddle is rather severe, though I believe I got into it too much. There's just something about seeing you squirm and those adorable squeaks you make when getting spanked."
Twilight blushed. "I squeak when getting spanked?"
"Like a mouse."
Twilight paused and lit her horn up. Celestia jerked and began to moan as Twilight's magic caressed her intimate places. The energy was like velvet rubbing against her lips and nub. "T-Twilight...oh...oh, Twilight!"
She reached her peak, fluids dripping onto the grass as it had upon these grounds in days gone by. Twilight nuzzled her and Celestia nuzzled back. "Tia, I think that was the first time I ever used the safe word."
Celestia collapsed down onto the ground, her mind foggy for a few moments from afterglow. Twilight nestled in beside her. Celestia nodded. "I do believe you're right, Twilight."
"And you stopped. Immediately. No hesitation."
Celestia stared at her. "Of course. I would never wish to harm you. This was but play for our mutual enjoyment."
Twilight rested her head against Celestia. "It's just...I trust you and to know you respect that, to confirm that trust, it's an amazing feeling. I love you."
Their lips met. "I love you too, Twilight."
For a while, they just leaned against each other until Twilight spoke. "Tia, why did this festival fall out of favor?"
Celestia hummed in thought as her mind sifted through the long and winding centuries. "Too many stallions and a few mares were coming merely to be spanked by young and nubile priestesses rather than truly atoning for their wrongdoings. It was never intended to be an orgy, that's what the Harvest Festival is for. There's...there's another reason."
Twilight rubbed her cheek against the Princess's. "Go on."
Celestia heavily sighed. "I used to come to every festival held in Canterlot. I still do. I stopped coming to this one. Secluded myself."
"Why?"
Another heavy sigh. "I no longer felt worthy of forgiving sins. That was an important part of the ritual. It wasn't just punishment, it was a rite of penance ending in forgiveness. Thy sins are forgiven thee, go in peace. I no longer felt worthy to forgive sins when I couldn't forgive myself after what happened to Luna. The ceremony was discontinued when I stopped showing up and Ponies found other ways of finding the peace of forgiveness. New rituals. Religion changes, the world changes."
Twilight pressed up against her, offering her the comfort of her presence. "You know, you have to forgive yourself at some point."
Celestia smiled and wrapped a wing around Twilight. "I get better every day."
They rested in one another. Celestia finally broke the silence. "It's been a while since you requested this odd lesson plan in the ways of the flesh. What have you learned my faithful lover?"
"Well, I've learned that sex feels good. Really good. It's an expression of love-or it should be. It involves mutual trust and vulnerability. It creates a new sense of intimacy with another Pony. There's a lot of psychology involved. I feel a lot more comfortable with my body."
"I'm glad. You have a beautiful body and you should be comfortable in it." She rested her muzzle in Twilight's neck eliciting giggles. "You have a beautiful soul and mind too."
"Thanks. So do you."
Their lips met in another kiss. A bird sang in the distance and the sun journeyed steadily towards the western sky. In a long forgotten temple, two Ponies in love nuzzled and cuddled, kissed and loved.
Author's Note
Ave Sol Regina-Hail Queen Sun
Old English is hard.
Lessons in the Carnal Arts
Celestia and Twilight reclined on the soft sheets of the jasmine scented bed, their heads resting close together, strands of Celestia's multi-hued mane mixing with Twilight's purple locks. Twilight nuzzled against her and Celestia returned the gesture. Evening light shone through the window casting the room in an orange glow. Two half empty glasses of red wine sat on the brown bedside table. Neither pony was drunk, only a little buzzed.
Celestia brought her mouth down to Twilight's neck and began to kiss it. Twilight sighed in contentment at the sensation of Celestia's muzzle tickling her neck. There was nothing Twilight loved more than the sensation of Celestia's mouth pressing against her fur. Actually, she loved everything about Celestia. The tinkling sing-song of her calm and gentle voice. Her strength, hidden behind softness. All the myriad ways she showed affection. The Unicorn sat up against the satin pillows, the smoothness of the fabric sending pleasurable feelings down her back. She ran her mouth against one of Celestia's large, white wings.
They hadn't said much for the better part of an hour. This was their date night and they had taken a long walk in the garden. Celestia had listened as Twilight had spoken to her about a recent book she had found. Occasionally, Celestia would respond or make some comment.
However, for most of the evening the Sun Monarch had been silent. Twilight hadn't said anything about it, but as she located a sensitive part of Celestia's wing she wasn't able to resist drawing her tongue along an area where she knew Celestia was ticklish.
Much to Twilight's amusement, Celestia giggled and squirmed like an overgrown cat. Twilight kissed the place between her primaries again. "Coochie-coochie coo. Knew that'd put a smile on your face."
Celestia retaliated running a hoof along Twilight's side, causing giggles to escape Twilight's lips. "I'm sorry if I've been morose or distracted this evening, my love."
Twilight kissed Celestia's neck. "It's alright. It'd be nice if you would tell me why, though."
Celestia surprised Twilight by slinking down and resting her head in her lap, like a foal seeking comfort. Twilight fetched the sun-emblazoned hairbrush from the bedside table. She ran it through Celestia's mane with her magic. Celestia closed her eyes, a dopey smile spreading across her face. She glanced up at Twilight. "Twilight, what is it about being spanked you enjoy so much?"
Twilight continued running the brush through her mane. "I'm not really sure actually. I think it has to do with the feeling of giving up power to somepony I love and trust. It takes a lot of trust to let someone whack your backside with a hairbrush." She playfully tapped the brush against Celestia's own backside before returning it to its intended purpose, running it through her marefriend's strands.
"Trust...giving up control...hmm."
"How about you? What do you like about being dressed up and treated like a foal?"
"The chance to recapture a little of my lost foalhood, I think.Being cared for. I...I think I'd like to be spanked when I'm in that...foal headspace I suppose you'd call it. There would be a certain freedom to being a naughty little filly squirming over her caretaker's knee. There's safety in limits and the feeling of someone to enforce those limits would make me feel...well safe. Like I wouldn't need to worry about all the tough choices. Somepony else could do it." She chuckled. "Of course, it's been so long since I was spanked I've forgotten what it feels like."
She rested her head into Twilight's lap, surrendering to her marefriend's ministrations as Twilight moved the manebrush through her tail. "To be honest, there have been a few times when I've felt as if I've deserved a good spanking or scolding. One reason I like having Luna back is I can always rely on her to scold me when I'm about to make a bad decision." She rolled her eyes. "I sometimes forget I'm the one that's the big sister."
"I don't think I've ever known you to make a bad decision."
Celestia gave her a flat look. "Really, Twilight? You can't think of any bone-headed, idiotic decisions I've made that have imperiled both the kingdom I love and the ponies I love just as much?"
Twilight shook her head. "Nope."
Celestia rested her head back on Twilight's lap. "I wish I was half the princess you think I am."
Twilight placed the hairbrush back on the bedside table. Then, she lifted up Celestia's head with a hoof. "Okay, Tia. Why don't you tell me what's wrong?"
Celestia shifted her eyes to the left. "Nothing. There is nothing wrong. Twilight, if I asked you to do something that might seem odd, would you?"
"During the time I've known you, you've sent me to a backwater town to make friends who turned out to be the bearers of the Elements of Harmony, sent me to face the God of Chaos and to rescue a lost empire, as well as several other things." She stroked Celestia's cheek. "I think we've safely established that I'd do anything for you, Queen of my Heart."
Celestia smiled, reached up and planted a kiss on Twilight's lips. "Alright. Alright. I want you to..." She mumbled something.
Twilight cocked her head. "Could you say that again?"
Celestia's face was as crimson as the setting sun. "Twilight. I want you to...I want you to spank me."
Twilight's eyes widened. "Oh, um, okay."
Celestia rolled over and lifted back up so she was side by side with Twilight. "I just want to know what it's like."
"I suppose you'll need to bend over the bed. So, just a few swats or..."
"A hard spanking not just a few swats. I'll transform into my foal form." She added, almost as a whisper, "It's about how I feel right now."
Twilight sat on the edge of the bed, deciding not to press what was bothering Celestia. She would tell her when she was ready. "Any implements or just my hoof?"
"Let's just...let's just see where it goes." She stood and lit up her horn. In her place stood a little pink-maned filly of about three who was hiding her face behind a wing. It was the most adorable thing Twilight had ever seen. "I'm sorry I was bad, Mommy. I need a spankin'."
Twilight patted her lap. "Um, alright. You come over here, um, you naughty, naughty princess."
The filly hopped up on the bed and laid over Twilight's lap. Twilight would fulfill any task the princess gave her, indulge her every whim. Yet, as Princess Celestia laid across her lap she found herself doing something she had never even thought about doing before. Denying Celestia's request. This was just too strange, too wrong. To even think of striking Celestia should be a crime! To even dare touch her in any way that did not please her...
Yet, this would please her. It was, after all, what she had explicitly asked her. Celestia laid across Twilight so her rounded backside was in the center of Twilight's lap, lifting up slightly. Twilight lifted a hoof, then hesitated. More than anypony, Twilight knew the sort of pleasure a spanking could bring. Twilight lightly brought the hoof down across the right part of Celestia's rump, holding it there. "That wasn't too hard was it?"
"No, Mommy. Dat's not enough spanks."
Obeying the sun princess, Twilight brought her hoof down across Celestia's rump again, this time slightly harder. The skin of Celestia's rump jiggled slightly. Twilight brought down several more swats, landing each swat on a different part of the rump. Celestia jumped slightly as Twilight brought down a particularly hard smack. Twilight stopped. She felt uncomfortable suddenly with the thought of going forward.
"Keep going." Celestia urged.
Twilight hesitated then continued bringing smacks down across Celestia's backside, increasing the force of each spank as she fell into a rhythm. She slapped the left and then the right side of Celestia's rump, peppering the Princess's posterior with spanks. Celestia began to yelp and squirm at the rain of spanks Twilight's hoof administered to her now blistering behind.
Twilight began to focus on the left side of Celestia's behind, her slaps coming down across the left cheek like thunderclaps. Celestia cried out as several hard spanks fell across her sit spot. Twilight moved her hoof, alternating where the spanks fell. Celestia kicked her hooves and Twilight wrapped a hoof around her waist, holding her still as she returned to smacking the right side of Celestia's rear. Each spank left a bright pink mark beneath Celestia's fur. The Sun Princess rested her face in the sheets as Twilight fell into a steady cadence of spanks to both sides of Celestia's rear end, alternating from left to right.
"I'm sorry!" Celestia shouted as Twilight spanked her sit spot again and then began spanking the lower part of her backside.
"What are you sorry for?" Twilight asked as she calmly continued the cadence of spanks. She stopped and began to rub where she had smacked, before lifting a hoof and giving Celestia several more smacks, moving back up to the center of her backside. She felt a little thrill at the way she was dominating her lover, but dismissed the thought, disturbed by it.
"I'm sorry I didn't believe you about Cadence! I'm sorry I couldn't beat Chrysalis! I'm sorry I sent my own sister to the moon!" Celestia buried her face into the sheets, crying.
Twilight stopped the spanking, shocked by Celestia bringing up what she thought of as ancient history. Deciding that Celestia needed this, she gave several firm smacks to the center of Celestia's bottom. She stopped, rubbing the sore skin of her behind. She then returned to swatting Celestia's backside. She alternated between swatting Celestia's backside and then gently caressing the place she had struck, knowing Celestia needed not just chastisement but comfort.
If she focused on Celestia, then she could ignore the strange thoughts she was having, dark thoughts of pleasure in domination or the little bubble of anger that rose up in her at the memory of Celestia scolding her unjustly, at the memory of Celestia not believing her. She lifted her hoof and gave several hard smacks to the right of Celestia's flank. Celestia yelped as Twilight increased the force and tempo of the spanks.
Deciding to finish the spanking, she gave ten hard spanks to Celestia's sit spot, the Sun Princess squirming and yelping. Twilight landed the final spank and then caressed her behind, rubbing the sore skin. Celestia continued crying and Twilight shifted so she was lying on the bed. The alicorn broke the enchantment and slid from Twilight's lap. Twilight wrapped her forelegs around the larger pony, laying the Princess' head in her lap, cradling and cuddling her while running a hoof through her mane.
Celestia cried into her lap as Twilight cuddled and cooed over her. "I forgive you, Celestia. I forgave you a long time ago." She gently kissed Celestia's forehead. "I love you."
Celestia sniffled and Twilight wiped away the last of her tears with a hoof. Twilight held her close. "Now why don't you tell me what all this is about?"
Celestia nuzzled Twilight, Twilight returning the affection. "You know how Chrysalis has been entering trade negotiations with us?"
Twilight closed her eyes and counted to three to still the raging storm in her heart. "What'd the Bug Queen say?"
"She wanted to speak to me privately and alone-"
"I told you not to."
"Yes, Twilight, I know. But I did and things got heated. She began mocking me, pointing out how I lost to her, how I didn't believe you...how Equestria would do better as a member of the Changeling Empire. A-at least she protects her subjects."
Twilight lifted her head and Celestia saw how Twilight's teeth were gritted together. "If by protect you mean slaughters without mercy."
"She said Equestria could do better than me. Maybe you could do better than me."
Twilight pressed her lips to Celestia's. "Celestia, listen. You have guarded and kept peace in this realm for over one-thousand years. You have made mistakes, who hasn't? But you care about each one of your subjects. And you have been nothing but wonderful to me. Don't listen to her."
Celestia smiled. "Thank you, Twilight."
They kissed once more, holding each other and resting on the bed.
