Author's Note

Prince Blueblood's POV

Conscription, and the Recruitment Test: 3

I had been called in to face Shining Armour, the Captain of the Royal Guard. He is the highest ranking Stallion in Equestria, stationed in the Crystal Empire. He certainly is one very lucky Stallion, married to the Princess of Love, Cadance herself. Mi Amore Cadenza, just pronouncing her full name correctly, made me all giddy with pent up excitement; being a bachelor Prince is not good for my health.

I may be a Prince, but I can’t turn him down on the invitation. As a Prince; I do have responsibilities, and the military title is but one of these.

As a Prince, I have to travel in Royal class in accordance with my elevated status; I can’t just go by a train and arrive, looking like a clown as I arrive. Besides, in accordance with the business at hand, I will have to wear my full uniform as had been issued as I ascended to the throne, as the old style Royal Unicorn I was born to be.

When I arrived, I was met by the guard Shining Armour had issued in order to escort me to the office in which he had been awaiting me.

The guard is a standard Crystal Stallion in the Imperial armour, which is exactly what I had expected. He is paying me the respect I could expect; no more, and no less.

As I arrive at the office; there are two guards by the door, one to the right and one to the left of the door. They are identical to the one by my side, which was expected. While wearing the armour, you look exactly like the next guard, it is part of the uniform; in accordance with the enchantment placed on Royal armour.

The Guard had knocked on the door, in respect of the supposedly lone occupant.

“Enter!” came the clear voice from the other side, deep and resonant as is appropriate for a Stallion of his stature and status.

The two guards stepped aside and permitted the door to open, with the knob a clear blue glow emanating from it. Only now; the guard hastily withdrew, rather than following me into the small room.

Just as the heavy door closed with a deep thunderous thud, I finally noticed a second Pony within the room; I certainly do know her, she is princess Twilight Sparkle of Friendship.

“Greetings, Captain Shining Armour and Princess Twilight Sparkle!” I pronounced my salute.

“At ease, Recruit Prince Blueblood. I am glad to see you on such short notice!” he responded.

“Welcome to the Crystal Empire, I am currently here to assist the Captain in order to evaluate the test. This test will be quite simple, and I will help him observing your input on the test, when he is testing you!” Princess Twilight Sparkle added.

“I was under the understanding that this was a serious matter, so a second pair of eyes should improve upon the result. We have had a sting of incidents, in which the guard could do little to nothing as it stands!” I suggested.

“We need to test the mettle of our officers, in order to pick out the once who are strong enough to shoulder whatever comes our way in the future. Not every incident will come with anything as powerful as Tirek, or even on the level of Nightmare Moon; in these cases, the stronger guards could serve the people and keep the citizens and subjects safe and calm!” he prompted.

“Like with the individual Changelings, in the Swarm; under Queen Chrysalis?” I suggested bravely.

“There, that would be a situation; where the capable officer could step up and make a difference, even if it may be at the peril of his own!” he responded.

“Now you are certainly making sense, and the test is taking up an entirely new meaning to me. You intend to see, how well I can stand up against threat; such as the one just mentioned, then?” I inquired.

“This test will include elements of that attack in particular, even if I can’t have actual Changelings out of her personal swarm feeding off of you, just to see how you are faring. Yet, I have the impression that I could take the next best thing; if you can stand up through the test, I expect you to handle the real deal well enough to make a difference!” he responded.

“Since I was at ground zero of Queen Chrysalis’ attack, I was able to observe their magic, I am competent in performing and manipulate some of their spells. One in particular is most interesting to this test in particular!” Twilight explained.

“Now, if you would approach the small crystal desk by the short wall!” Shining Armour instructed me.

“You shall not find me faltering, as long as I draw breath; I am prepared!” I declared; as I followed my commanding Captain’s orders, as I walked towards the indicated desk without any apparent fear.

“What is he having in store for me? The desk is ordinary, so it could be a written test; even if that would not require this high a level of attention!” I pondered.

The desk is obviously empty; but either of the two could produce a written test on the desk and the quill to go, hands down.

“If you place your hands on the middle of the desk, palms down and your fingers spread out evenly!” Shining Armour pronounced, authoritatively.

“The man knows how to give orders, I will give him that!” I pondered, as I quietly followed the order and placed my hands where he directed me.

“Follow the chain of Command, without question! This order may sound strange, but he has his reasons; while there may be little to no time to explain the reasons!” I pondered, quietly looking before me.

Just as I had placed my hands on the desk and am pressing the palms down flat on its surface, I notice that Princess Twilight Sparkle is stepping forth. The next moment comes with a shock, as I see the power of her horn as she is casting the spell. Light emanating from the tip of her brightly glowing horn shooting out; hitting my hands on the table and my hooves on the floor as I am standing with my legs wide apart as instructed. At first, I had no idea as to what she was doing; but the light grew tighter, coalescing into the thick green goo the Changelings had been said to employ in order to capture their prey and victim on the spot.

For a moment I had managed to hold back, then the urge grew too strong for me to resist; as I finally did try, my hands and hooves are already held firmly in place. I am stuck where I stand, incapable to do anything; or resist whatever I am to be subject to, by the order and command of Captain Shining Armour.

“I know how you feel, the urge to escape; my Wife, Princess Cadance explained it all to me, shortly after we repelled their attack on our Wedding and the capital, Canterlot!” he spoke, as if he had just read my mind.

Even still, this is frightening; when others know what you haven’t even said. Their authority had been enough, for them to do almost anything to me as it stands; now I am at their mercy, with no chance to protest even in the slightest. As much as I still can scream at the top of my lungs; for as long as they may permit even that luxury, to me.

Of course, it had been easy for me to respect and follow the chain of Command; when I had been on the very top. I had never had the fortune to be given any orders before. Now I am at the very bottom of the chain, but I have no longer any choice.

Naturally, this is the test. Yet, I have no idea, as to what they are to subject me to. There is no Changeling in the room; just Shining Armour and Twilight Sparkle, which is just as bad.

I hear the steps of Shining Armour’s hooves as he is approaching me from behind; he is walking slowly, deliberately with as much leisure as a Stallion could be capable of, but he is the Captain of the royal guard, the one to exact the test upon me. What he is up to, is what I am about to learn; in his good time, that is.

As he is reaching up to me, I soon feel his right hand on my behind. He is maintaining his hand in place for but the one single short moment, but this is enough to make the mood of the room change in my eyes. His intended meaning sunk in as deeply as he had intended to, there is no escaping the situation now.

The next time, I feel the hand just under my tail as his middle finger slip in effortlessly; as much as I may have wanted and tried to resist him, but to no avail. Something had changed, as he withdrew the hand and his finger slipped out of me. I can’t put a finger to how or why, and that is not due to my hands being stock on their little crystal desk by the wall. There is just the crawling sensation of a change, forced upon me; one I can’t refute, more than I could see what he was doing behind my back.

Now he is standing squarely behind me, idly placing his powerful hands on my back; right and left, while feeling me under his fingers.

From sensations alone, I know he is bare-hand; and is clearly enjoying the act he had taken upon himself to perform, more so than I could have agreed to, if not for the position we are currently in. He is my Superior; and he clearly have me in a very tight fix, one I am incapable of getting myself out of as it stands, as much as I may like to.

As he is leaning back, his hands withdrawn from my back; I notice that he is picking up a lube, intended for my body; while my interpretation as to how and where he had intended to use it is wildly of target, as I am soon to realize in shock. I imagine hearing the weak sounds of the tube uncapped and him squirting a generous amount of the clear gel onto his right hand; as he is preparing for what certainly is coming. There are sounds from the gel spreading over his hands, while he is rubbing them together. Yet, when the strike hits; it is my back his hands are rejoining with as I can feel him spreading it out over the small of my back, joyously whistling a merry tune as he is performing the purpose, and is performing it well. Before he is done, I know he had spread the clear gel all over the small of my back; not leaving a dry spot from the rot of my tail and up to my rib cage; or from the right to the left of my body. I do clearly feel the cool wetness over my back, as I soon sense a change as it is growing warm and with a tinge of an exciting tingle.

“Telling others; is the purpose of a Prince, such as myself. Giving orders; is the job of an officer, such as yourself!” I suggested, to witch he merely nodded.

“In this case, you are about to experience a conflict; while incapable of doing anything about it, as much as you may want to!” he prompted, with a hearty chuckle.

“A conflict? Aside from being stuck and helpless?” I inquired.

“On that note, you will also be effectively muted; I just wanted to hear you respond to your situation for a moment!” he pointed out.

“Thanks, then none will hear me scream in horror and pain; further humiliating myself in the process?” I exclaimed.

“That sounds just about right. If it had been real; that would have been the least of your problems and concerns in any event, which brings us to the initiation of your first trail!” he pointed out.

“Thank you, Captain; let it begin, and we can be done!” I responded; not feeling quite as brave as my voice made me out to be, before I knew exactly what he had intended for me in the first place.

Naturally, I will be the wiser of his plans; as far as I could muster to endure them, that is.

“Twilight, mute him!” Shining Armour pronounced; looking at me, then moving his gaze to his sister; Princess Twilight Sparkle.

“Aye, aye; sir!” she responded, as she nodded and applied her magic on my muzzle.

I feel the same Changeling magic clinging to my muzzle and holding it tightly sealed; while it was giving me just enough air to stay standing in the spot, where she instructed me to stand.

Princess Twilight Sparkle moved back and gave her big brother all the space he could possibly wish for and need, for him to do what he had asked me here for in the first place. I am alone, left to my own devices; in order for them to test me and judge me on my performance. Whatever their test may be.

I feel him placing his hands on my waist and holding on to my body in a steady grip from where I have no escape. As slippery as the gel had been as he applied it, now it granted him a solid grip on me.

I tried to part my lips in order to speak, but to no avail. With that, there is nothing more to add, but to endure the test as best I possibly could.

All of a sudden, I feel something hard against me; poking the valley up to my rear orifice. Just as he hit the spot, I feel myself instinctively contract instantaneously. I wanted to scream as it hit home what he was about to do; but I can’t part my lips enough to make a single sound, just as I fear I don’t have enough air to scream anyway.

Once he is finally making the thrust, I feel him entering me effortlessly; I am incapable of preventing his entry as much as I am incapable of ejecting him after the effect once he is in.

He may be slow and gentle; if he is showing restraints in order not to cause me undue harm, prolonging my pain and embarrassment, or merely trying to enjoy himself more is something I am not capable or daring enough to speculate upon at this time. Nevertheless, I imagine I should be grateful all the same.

I can’t say it is painful; and with only his sister in the room, he is cutting down on my losses far beyond what one could have imagined or asked out of him. Maybe I should even have preferred to experience more pain, even if just a level or two above what is at hand. In further embarrassment; I soon realized that it isn’t the expected pain I feel, but something very different. At this point; I am entirely incapable of putting a finger on the experience or dress in words the feelings and sensations he is currently causing me. I am blaming my lack of experience in the matter at hand, I have never shared my bed with a Stallion in my life, or had a thought to the effect; yet now he is making it feel as if it had been much more a pleasurable proposition than I had dared to expect.

All of a sudden; and utterly unbidden comparison comes to mind from experiences of sharing a bed in my earlier years as a young prince, the only problem with the comparison is that I no longer is on top or penetrating the mare under me, I am penetrated by the stallion on top or behind me. What I feel is the same excitement and pleasure as I had felt, when I was on top of the mare in my bed; penetrating her and listening to her excited sighs and moans as I drove her to ecstasy. the comparison and recollected imagery only muddied the waters for me even further. The reference could hold no relevance, or could it?

Had his hands been softer and effeminate, I could have imagined it had been a mare; now there is no doubt on the identity of the stallion on top of me. Maybe, if it had been Princess Twilight Sparkle’s hands on my back, I could have justified a joy and pleasure in the situation.

At the instant of realization, the water broke; I am made into his mare, and bound to please him to his hear’s content. There had been a few scattered references and hints along the way. Yet, when it all came together; it dawned upon me, just what the test was doing to me; intended or no.

What I feel, as he penetrated me; it is supposed to imitate what the mare feels, and how she is experiencing the entire event. I feel him filling me up, teasing me and pleasing me as if I had actually been the mare he was engaged with, in the first place. If I am in fact a stallion and the entire wrong individual changed nothing, he does his job and fulfill the task he had been ordered to perform; just as if he had been the Changeling in the swarm attacking Canterlot and the royal castle. There is a bittersweet pang. I am helpless and forced to endure the joys of the mare.

I noticed that I am wet and excited. There is no mistaking what I feel, not after I had realized what was happening and the place I had been dished in the scene I had been placed into. Then the shock hit, as I felt what came next; I came. First once, weakly; then twice, thrice; stronger, harder and faster. I can feel myself growing wetter with each and every contraction. The embarrassment of knowing how it is bound to make him feel; since I know how it should have excited me in his place on top of the mare, on the few exceptional occasions I had had a mare in my bed.

Of course, the inevitable happened and he came; squirting and coating the inside of what is my orchid to him now. When he pulled back, something hit me; I am contracting too firmly for him to merely pull back and leave me empty. I am physically forcing him to make a second move in order to leave me behind.

I imagined hearing a new chuckle from him, where he stands behind me; while he merely continued to give me a few more thrusts and tentative tugs in order to make the point and enjoy me for a few minutes longer.

“That should be about enough; I have everything I need, I hope it was enjoyable!” Twilight Sparkle’s voice came from where she had been sitting quietly and observant all this time.

“Thank you, Princess; I believe you are right, we are done here!” he pronounced.

He promptly let go of my back, after teasing me with a few strokes of his hands along the length of my back.

“He will need a moment to gather his wits and thoughts, before there is any point in the interrogation!” she pointed out, matter of fact.

Now he pressed in four fingers around his bro, spreading me open; before he made the final attempt to pull out, which actually worked this time.

“I fear he is best off, if we leave him as is to contemplate his experiences now!” Shining Armour told his sister, while out of my earshot.

“I will come back; and pick you up in about an hour, by which time I hope you have collected yourself enough for the next step!” Princess Twilight Sparkle informed me, as they left the room.

Strangely enough; I managed to climax, just as the door shut closed and cut the connection between us off. Or, is that the impression they had intended for me all along?