A rare moon

The day after Selena had seen her mother for the first time in a thousand years, she sat at her table, Sweetie and her parents there as well.

One thing to note that was of interest about Selena and the Belle family was this: A thousand years ago, with Celestia not knowing of Selena, after her mother had been banished, Selena had gone to the one family she could trust, and that was the Belle family. They had been more night ponies back then, as their job required moon light to be done. They had taken her in, with Selena pretending to be the sister of the youngest until they reached a certain age and moved to another town. Usually, the one she was pretending to be a sister, genetically, didn't know at first, but was eventually told. Sweetie had no knowledge of "Rarity's" true identity, but, if all went as Selena hoped, that would change in a few days.

"So, Rarity," her "mother" asked, "has anything interesting happened since last time?" The two of them rarely visited, and, as a precaution since the agreement had first been made, the children spent most of their young years with "Rarity", so as to ensure they, at least, had the common family ideal, which is that Celestia should be taken off the throne.

"Not really, no," she replied. "The only thing of note is I had an interesting dream tonight." One thing Selena had done with each generation was to have some kind of code phrase to let them know she had spoken with her mother, and, for those two, what she had just said was that phrase.

Both of her, for lack of  better word, adoptive parents froze up slightly, not enough for Sweetie to notice, but it was enough for Selena to notice.

"Oh," her "father" said. "What was it about?"

"Oh, I don't remember much," Serena lied. "What I do remember was a castle, and two thrones, though."

"Really?" Sweetie asked.

"Yes, Sweetie, really," Selena said. Out of all of her fake siblings over the years, Selena liked Sweetie the most. Not to the point of romance, but close to it. "Now, hurry up with your food. Don't you have something to do for school over the weekend?"

"But Sis," Sweetie whined, "it isn't due until next Tuesday."

"That's good," Selena said. "The sooner you get to work on it, the better. Now, get to work on it."

"Fine," Sweetie sighed, rolling her eyes and getting out of her seat and put her plate in the sink.

Once she was gone and the three were certain she wouldn't over hear them, Sweetie's mother said, "Did you mother say anything, Highness?"

"Yes, but I will keep what she said between myself, her, and my pets. I trust you two, but I don't want to risk any of Celestia's loyal subjects overhearing us."

"Of course, highness," Sweetie's father said as he and his wife bowed their heads.

"Now, if you two will excuse me," Selena said, "I'm going out for some fun." With that, Selena left the table, as well as her house.

If there was one thing aside from making dresses, that part of her Rarity persona was true, though only exaggerated, Selena liked, it was walking. She didn't know why, but just that simple act, no matter how long the walk was, but walking helped her calm down and let her think.

Right now, she was thinking of being with her mother again, and being, for the first time in a thousand years, in her physical embrace, really feel her mother instead of just imagining and applying it, as she had done last night. A small smile came to her face from that thought. Nothing could ruin her mood.

"Well, howdy, Rarity." Except for that.

She turned and saw a booth that sold apples, and, standing behind the booth, the one mare she couldn't stand. Applejack. She really, honestly, had no idea why she didn't like her, she simply had a deep feeling of hatred towards the mare. It probably didn't help that she also reminded Selena of a mare she met about five hundred years ago that had gotten the same feeling from Selena, but had given a reason to do so. Basically, she nearly killed Selena, accidentally, yes, with a prank. She didn't even bother to apologize. That, and both that mare and Applejack were part of the Apple family.

"Hello, Applejack," she said, faking a smile. Given the fact she had to lie over the past thousand years, her acting had gotten quite good. Whether or not it could fool Applejack, she wasn't certain though. "How are you doing this fine morning?"

"Just fine, Rarity," Applejack said as she grabbed an apple from her cart and offered it to Selena. "Want an apple. Looks like ya could use one."

Selena waved a hand, saying, "No, thank you, though. I just ate."

Applejack chuckled. "Come on, Rarity," she said. "We both know y'all are gonna want one later. Migh' as well get it now."

Selena rolled her eyes. "Fine," she said, taking the apple in her hand before putting it in the purse by her side. "Thanks."

"No problem," Applejack said. "Hope you have a good day, Rarity."

"You too, Applejack," Selena said as she walked away. Once Applejack was out of earshot, she mumbled, "Honestly, can't she take a bucking hint that I don't want anything to do with her family." And, walking away from the one pony she couldn't stand, Selena made her way to the school house, where a particular teacher she thought attractive was about to become her newest, and second, toy in Ponyville.

As Selena made her way to the school house, which, given it was a Sunday, meant Cheerilee was there, as the mare was always there at the beginning of a calendar week to get the lesson plan ready.

Once she was at the door, Selena did two things. The first, obviously, was knock, in which she got a, "Coming," from Cheerilee. The second was lighting her horn and casting a spell she had first made just after the Belle family took her in, and had spent years perfecting. What this spell did, really, depended on the circumstances. Right now, it allowed Selena to look into another pony's mind and see what they desired the most, even if they themselves didn't know. In this case, Selena was specifically using it to see what unconscious sexual desires lived in Cheerilee, her not knowing of them. And boy, did she find something.

The door opened just as Selena stopped the spell, and there stood Cheerilee. She wore knee length beige skirt and a black, button-up shirt with a white undershirt. "Oh, hello, Rarity," she said. "Did you need anything?"

"Just talk," Selena partially lied. "May I come in?"

"Sure," Cheerilee said, smiling.

Selena walked in and took a seat at the desk closest to Cheerilee's desk, the student desks being the only available seating for her. "So," Cheerilee said, "what is it you wanted to talk about?"

"Oh, nothing important," Selena said. "I just thought you'd like to have somepony to talk to while you were here."

"That, I do need," Cheerilee said as she sat down at her desk. "You have no idea how boring this can get, Rarity."

"Oh, that, I know," Selena said. "So, how can it get during the actual school week?"

Cheerilee sighed. "It can get hectic," she said. "I know it's what I'm best at, but still, it's like most of them don't even know how to behave. Sweetie, at least, is one of the exceptions."

"Well, I guess that's some kind of positive, that not all of them behave like ruffians," Selena said.

Cheerilee chuckled. "Yeah, I guess so."

"So, what exactly are you planning for this week," Selena said as she lit her horn and cast a particular spell that would help her with her current goal.

"Basic science, like last week," Cheerilee replied as she suddenly began to fell hot.

"Like what, specifically?"

Before her brain could respond, Cheerilee's mouth said, "How to rut like there's no tomorrow." Once her brain had processed this, she gasped and covered her mouth, while Selena just chuckled.

"You're in heat, aren't you?" she asked, already knowing the answer.

"Apparently," Cheerilee said. "This is going to be an interesting week."

Selena smiled. This is what she wanted. "Maybe I can help?"

"Rarity, you don't-" Cheerilee said before Selena lit her horn and a similarly colored aura surrounded Cheerilee's muzzle, silencing her.

"Ah, ah," Selena said as she sat up. "I know you want this, Cheerilee," she said. "I've seen what your subconscious makes, and it wants you to get rutted like a slut, to be owned, to not have any amount of responsibility." Selena did the one thing she rarely ever did when out of her home. She removed her disguise, revealing her true form in all its regal glory. "And I always did want you as a pet." Selena released her spell on Cheerilee's muzzle, and redirected it to her arms and legs, as well as pinned her to the wall, her legs spread and arms out.

With a mix of fear and something else in her eyes, as well as her voice, Cheerilee asked,"What did you do with Rarity?"

Selena chuckled as she walked up to Cheerilee and stroked her face. "That's just it: Rarity was just a fake identity, a role, if you will. She never really existed. You should really be asking who I am."

Cheerilee gulped in fear. "W-who are you?"

"Why, I am Selena, daughter of the forgotten princess, Nightmare Moon," Selena said as she leaned in closer to Cheerilee's ear. Whe she was there, she added in a whisper, "and soon, your Mistress."

Before Cheerilee could say something else, she added, "And I know you want this, Cheerilee." Selena moved the hand on Cheerilee's cheek lower and began to fondle the school teacher's breast. "I wasn't lying when you want to be somepony's pet. I saw your mind, as well as all your fantasies.

"And I can easily help them come true."

"G-get away," Cheerilee said weakly.

"We both know you want it, Cheerilee," Selena said. "I won't hurt you," she said as she leaned in. "I do care for my pets, after all.

"Just let your fears go," Selena said as she lit her horn. "Let somepony else be in control for once." She leaned in further, noting Cheerilee's glazed over eyes and rapid breathing.

"Love the night. Let true, unfettered passion take you over, Cheerilee, and let me be your Mistress." Selena moved her hand up to the area the teacher's buttoned up shirt met her collarbone, just under the hem of the undershirt and gripped one half with that hand, and gripped the other in her other hand, then yanked, the buttons popping off. "Now, what is it you want?" she asked as she pulled the hem of Cheerilee's shirt up until her bra, and the sizable bust it contained, were revealed.

"To- to pleasure and obey you, Mistress," Cheerilee said.

Selena smiled. "I had hoped you'd say that, darling." She leaned in and gave her newest pet a small kiss on her nose.

"Thank you, Mistress," Cheerilee said. "What do you require of me?"

"Just for you to relax," Selena said as she grabbed Cheerilee's left breast and pulled it out of her bra. "Relax, and let me have some fun."

"Yes, Mistress," Cheerilee said, moaning as she felt her new Mistress's hand on her.