Luna's Dream Escapade

by Wendy Crescent

Rating: mature
Tags: Twilight Sparkle, Anthro, Princess Luna, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Romance, Sex, Slice of Life
Length: 12257

Princess Luna gets more than she bargained for when curiosity led her to invading Twilight´s dream. She discovers a whole new side to love and courtship a much kinkier side.

Princess Luna of Equestria, Matriarch of the Night and the Guardian of Dreams has a secret, one that she is not particularly proud of. For The past weeks she has being breaching her own dream walking laws in order to spy on one particular pony; another Princess in fact, the youngest of the Now four Princesses: Twilight Sparkle. Even though she knew it was wrong, and a crime according to her own laws the desire for answers is too strong to ignore, she needs to know how Twilight feels about her. Tonight however might be more than she bargained for, discovering a side of Twilight she would never have expected.

Cover art by:
The lovely Silfoe you should totally check out her art!

Edited / Pre-read by:
* Whitechainsaw
* ScopeEva
* AuthorGenesis

Obligatory Trigger Warnings:
BDSM, Lesbianism, Magical Futa You've been warned!

Monthly ShipFic Group:
Originally meant for the Monthly shipfic group, in Febuary (I am the queen of being on time :pinkiecrazy:), though unfortunately it didn't finish for the deadline, due to such silly things as real life. I am still uploading it though and you should definitely check out the group here!

Published 2016-08-17 21:30:01 UTC
Last updated 2016-08-17 21:30:01 UTC

Curiosity changed her life

The true strength of a woman is not measured by her compliance to,
being shackled to a bed that becomes a fortress of solitude,
but her willingness to submit her very heart and very soul.
- Princess Luna of Equestria

Luna's Dream Escapade

By Wendy Crescent

Twilight Sparkle considered herself a rational mare. She was a mare of science and the personal student of Princess Celestia after all. Currently however she found herself in a situation that left her utterly confused and unable to come up with a rational explanation. She was standing in the darkest depths of the Canterlot dungeons, the parts that hadn't even been used in hundreds of years. There was only a limited amount of light coming from the sporadically placed ever-burning torches. She had never been down here before, at least not this far down. This part was unfamiliar to her, the long winding corridor was filled with cells along the wall; each only containing a straw mattress and a simple blanket. Even though she had never been here before she knew for certain that guards should be patrolling these halls, it was a restricted area. She had this nagging sensation in the back of her mind, the rational part of her brain was constantly telling her that something was wrong, she could feel something was off but she felt drawn forwards, compelled even to trot ever deeper into the bowels of the castle dungeons.

Twilight had been in Canterlot for only a day now since answering a summons by Princess Celestia, she was to receive advanced lessons under her and Princess Luna. Advanced lessons that would prepare her for life as a Princess. She couldn't remember how she had ended up this deep in the dungeons or why she was wearing what she was. She had at some point she had donned a short obsidian coloured faux leather corset which hugged her shapely figure perfectly. It squished her generous breasts together giving her a rather alluring amount of cleavage, making it appear as if her tits were about to spill out of their tight confines. It also exposed her flat belly. She wore a matching pair of faux leather panties and thigh high, high-heeled boots. Twilight thought it was a weird way to be dressed, though couldn't help but feel sexy and more importantly powerful in the outfit, where normally she would feel revealed and ashamed in showing her revealing and sexually-charged attire. In keeping with her calm, controlled appearance, she continued to walk as she kept her wings folded neatly onto her back.

This ... must be a dream, right? I don't own clothes like these, although ... maybe I need to talk to Rarity. She thought to herself as she did feel sexy wearing them. A blush crept onto her lilac furred cheeks. I wonder ... is this one of those dreams? It's certainly been a while.

She was pulled from her thoughts though as she noticed a marginally brighter room coming up ahead, her pace quickening as she approached it with a smile playing on her lips. She felt a sense of fulfilment in approaching the room, quickening her pace, she almost ran to the room drawn in by an invisible force or rather pulled ahead by a sense of lusty urgency and an almost instinctual need as she went as fast as one could when wearing high heels.

What she found in the room was perhaps a little shocking to her. She stood there in the opening to the rather expansive room, her eyes open wide as she glanced around it. She knew it had once been used for torture during the much darker ages of Equestria’s past, if Twilight knew her Equestrian history well enough. The room, however, was significantly altered in comparison to a historically accurate replica of an Equestrian torture chamber, since this type of room was used for a much, much different purpose. Where the rack would have been, stood an expensive looking oak four-poster bed with what looked to be scarlet faux leather sheets, with handcuffs attached to each of the posts. Not far away from the bed was a large chest conspicuously labelled 'toys'. Near that was a table with a simple, but distinct black jewellery box. Approaching the table she noticed another oaken box containing a medical syringe, and three vials marked with 'Aphrodisiac' in bright neon pink letters.

Twilight ran her hand along the medical syringe, noting that there were clean needles in a closed compartment besides it. Then she heard it; the soft muffled mewl of pure needy lust. Casting a glance over her shoulder Twilight noticed that there was a large cage on the far end of the room. It was a simple holding cell for prisoners from a different age, yet it wasn't empty. She was startled to see none other than Princess Luna on her knees, bound and gagged.

The Princess of the Night sat there naked as the day she'd been born, her midnight blue coat matted down slightly as though she had been sweating a little, the only things that could be considered garments, were the bright red ball gag in between her lips and the intricate rope harness that hugged her slender form, accentuating the hourglass figure she sported. The silken ropes ran down through her delicate marehood, while a series of knots was seated snugly in between in her drooling pussy. She was purposefully rubbing the soaked rope along her clit with each movement, the rubbing bringing her pleasure, but also torturing her as it didn’t provide enough pleasure to get her off. She made a cry of ecstasy, which was coaxed forwards by the agonizing, yet pleasurable stimulation, only to be muffled by the gag.

Twilight stood there for a long moment as she took in the bound and squirming form of her fellow princess, shamelessly ogling her presented assets. She met Luna's pleading, needy azure eyes and Twilight could see the burning passion in them as they simply stared at each other. Luna was screaming a single word against the gag; 'Mistress'. It was a simple word but just hearing it screamed with the need of a mare in heat sent a shiver down Twilight's spine. Her normal instinct would be to help her friend but something inside of her overrode that instinct, something inside of her told her that Luna wanted this. It was like a switch was being flipped in her mind. Twilight knew that her fellow Princess needed this, that she needed her in a way that she had never been needed before. Twilight allowed herself a smug, domineering grin as she sauntered over to the Nocturnal Princess, swaying her hips seductively.

Twilight caressed a hand along Luna's cheek as her grin took on a sadistic quality to it, simply letting the dream guide her through the fantasy that had been dug up from the depths of her mind. Twilight had to admit that she had always wanted to do something like this after reading certain books from the adult section of her library. She addressed Luna with a sternness that even surprised herself. "Hello, pet. Have you learned your lesson?" She rubbed her thumb along Luna's cheek in a deceptively tender caress as she spoke, wiping away the matted fur which had been flattened by Luna’s tears, noticing the subtle, affirming nod that Luna gave her. The words came so smooth and naturally to her that it made Twilight feel powerful and in control, and yet there was a sense of slight worry at finding a few tears. Twilight knew as if by instinct she had kept Luna waiting and maybe it had even been a little too long? "Well, I don't think you have. You have been a very disobedient pet."

Luna screamed against the gag desperately trying to express just how sorry she was for her disobedience, shuffling closer to the bars to draw nearer to Twilight, each subtle movement made her scream out in absolute bliss as the knots rubbed her sensitive, puffy, needy pussy. She whined pathetically, pressing herself up against the bars while looking up at Twilight with the most adorable puppy dog eyes that she could manage. She shrunk back as she noticed the stern look of displeasure she was receiving from Twilight. She had done some something wrong and had forgotten one of her Mistress' rules ... again.

"You moved. Your orders was to remain in place while I went to arrange things for our session, pet," Twilight's voice was like honey, sweet and gentle. However it carried an edge of steel in it that commanded respect, something that let Luna know she was in trouble. "It seems I was right, you still haven't learned obedience." Moving so quickly, that Twilight hadn’t realized until after the stinging blow, she slapped Luna across the cheek, not hard but enough to sting and leave a red mark. It shocked her that she had done it, since this wasn’t anything like the Twilight that the ponies of Equestria knew. But at the same time, it made her feel all hot and turned on, asserting her dominance over another, the erotic pleasure of having someone submit to your pleasure.

Luna's head snapped to the right as she felt the slap and a clear, distinctly lewd moan escaped past the red ball gag. It stung, but it stung in a good way, the application of it was perfect to deliver the delicate balance between pain and pleasure. She whimpered pathetically, physically bowing herself lower to display her submissiveness to Twilight, her lowered posture making herself even more vulnerable to attack by the dominant mare, she wanted to show how sorry she was for her disobedience regarding Twilight’s orders.

"Yes, that's right, bow to your Mistress," She said, her voice smooth and husky, who then turned on her heels and walked away from the cage, swaying her hips back and forth sensually. She felt so powerful and desirable, having the Princess of the Night submit to her desires. She knelt down before the chest and opened it, gathering the neatly placed items. Even in her dreams, Twilight needed, or rather craved order, and every item was neatly laid out or suspended in the chest. She grasped for the small black jewellery box though, knowing what was in it, and what it contained was likely her most favourite toy of all in this dream dungeon.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~* ~

Luna slipped through the star filled, void that was the fabric of the dreamscape. Her cheeks flushed as she flapped her wings firmly to propel herself towards a certain lilac orb, one that she had been observing for the past while, ever since Nightmare Night actually. She knew it was wrong, she knew just how illegal it was to spy on pony's dream without being invited, but she could not help it. She needed to know how this mare felt about her. It didn't matter to her that she could be banished from her own realm if Celestia found out, leaving only the Dream Guard to tend to her own ponies. She knew it was selfish and a part of her was ashamed, but the need for answers and understanding drove her forward. Luna took a deep breath as various thoughts ran through her mind as she hovered above the orb, the portal to Twilight Sparkle's dream. I shouldn't ... I ... What if she is having a ... very private dream? She would hate me if she ever found out I spied on her. Luna thought to herself. She sighed deeply, and before she could rethink what she was about to do, she dived into the portal.

Materialising in the realm of Twilight's dream she noticed very quickly that she was in a cage, the softness of silken ropes pressing into her skin. She was bound rather intricately, her jaw was sore from having her mouth forced open by a ball that she couldn't seem to force from her mouth. Then the realisation of being naked came to the front of her mind, which caused her cheeks to burn brightly. Buck ... I stumbled into one of those dreams ... I ... oh Mother she was dreaming about doing this to me!? Luna pondered it all as she glanced around, shifting as she felt the knots rubbing against her dripping, burning hot marehood, causing her to squeal loudly against the gag.

She was panting heavily, leaning forwards against the bars of the cage, the bars sinking between her breasts. She hadn't felt this hot and bothered since the last time she had experienced her heat. After she had completely melded into the body of her dream version, she couldn't help but shift her hips as she tried to chase the pleasure, enjoying the sensation of the silk ropes running along her burning hot and needy pussy. It wasn’t enough for her, in a move of desperation she pressed her pussy against the bar right in front of herself; moaning out lightly, finally having the pleasure she was chasing. Luna knew it was wrong to enter the dream of anyone, and she knew that she really should leave, but the temptation to see the direction Twilight’s dream might take was too big for her. She gazed around the room, noticing Twilight approaching with a small jewellery box held in both her hands, the grin on her face made Luna shiver in a mixture of arousal and her regret at invading a dream this intimate and private was slowly drowned out by her increasing arousal. She was roused from her internal conflict rather quickly, her eyes meeting Twilight’s as she heard the shockingly authoritative voice from the younger and usually prim and proper Princess.

"Enjoying yourself, pet? I swear, I can't even turn my back on you, without you being an incorrigible little slut."

Luna felt her cheeks burn hotly with embarrassment at the scandalous and derogatory language being used to address her. The blatant disregard for her title and authority was ... exciting. She forced herself to stop rocking her hips against the bars of her cage, looking down in shame, unable to meet Twilight’s stern glare. She noticed the puddle of arousal pooling at the cage’s floor, a mess which she'd created. She also noticed that she'd been drooling onto her own chest, which further fueled her sense of shame, since it was considered rude and animalistic to slaver at all. Part of her mind was screaming at her to leave Twilight to her fantasy, another part, however, wanted to remain and see just what kind of lewd, debauched activities that her savior might imagine doing to her. That part of her mind that wanted her to stay, was enjoying this. That part of her mind had always wanted to let loose, to relinquish her control and be made into another pony's plaything. To feel pleasure and be rewarded in obeying one’s master and the pleasurable pain when one disobeyed She felt a shiver of excitement run down her spine at being called slut.

She felt herself being forced to look up at Twilight, the scandalously sexily clad mare, at least to her, looked more like a sex goddess than the nerdy Princess of Friendship that she knew. Twilight was pulling her mane roughly, marehandling the princess as if she was some wild beast in need of taming. Looking at Twilight’s stern, violet eyes, she noticed an amalgamation of emotions in them, with caring adoration being chief among them. She felt herself feeling ashamed while sitting there captivated by Twilight’s eyes. Luna grew a little confused as she had never experienced this type of sexual play before. She'd never been made to feel like this by anyone. Her attention was caught once more as she heard Twilight's voice, that loving yet derisively scorning voice that made her shiver so delightfully. "You really are a glutton for punishment, my little Moonslut."

Luna's cheeks once again went a vibrant shade of scarlet as she was referred to by such a demeaning name. She felt the gag being removed and the moment it left her mouth she took the opportunity to finally talk. "T-Twilight! W-what is this!?" she demanded, her tone confused, but laced with lust and desire, which quite frankly sounded strange, the way it colored her tone of voice. It wasn't the regal, authoritative tone of a princess, it was the tone of a desperate mare in heat who had been denied satisfaction for hours. She instantly regretted speaking out of turn. She felt a sharp stinging slap to her cheek, yet there was this strange sensation of pleasure radiating from the place she had been slapped.

"You will call me Mistress and will speak when spoken to!" Twilight informed, her in a tone that suggested her scorn and displeasure in no uncertain terms at Luna's unacceptable conduct. The voice she used had a steely quality and was slightly raised in volume. The gag had been set to the side as she looked down at the whimpering Princess of the Night with a sadistic smirk.

Luna blinked in stunned silence as the realization that she had been slapped began to sink in. She couldn't remember a pony ever slapping her before, her eyes widened with shock. Not shock that she had been slapped, no it was a shock at the fact that through the vicious sting of that slap she felt hot pleasure flooding through her body, she was shaken by the fact that she craved more of the pain that transmuted into erotic pleasure. She had to force herself to keep silent, from literally asking for another, she wanted another … why did she want another? It made no sense to the Nocturnal Princess. This isn’t normal, I shouldn’t ask for another … just keep silent … I should leave this is wrong, so wrong and twisted. She thought to herself, confused and conflicted she Illuminated her horn, starting to channel the spell to take her out of the dream that would leave Twilight to her thing.

Not waiting for Luna to give a response Twilight slipped the golden ring around Luna's horn, the moment she noticed her pet was again misbehaving and attempting to cast a spell.

Luna blinked as the spell fizzled out and was nullified by the magic inhibitor. That shouldn't be possible, dream magic wasn't affected by dream items, she should be out of here. A moment of panic ran through her mind. O-oh ... Mother ... I am stuck ... but this, this is hot ... but ... it's wrong! I should give her her privacy! Luna thought to herself, stuck within Twilight's dream. She felt guilt welling up inside of herself, and then it dawned on her, the ring wasn't trapping her here. She was! Her selfish, base, and perverted desires were keeping her there!

She felt a gentle hand cupping her cheek, startled for a second as she felt Twilight guide her tenderly into a deep gentle kiss. As their lips met Luna’s senses where almost instantly assaulted by the sweet taste of cherries as Twilight bit Luna’s bottom lip. Letting Twilight take the lead she felt her Mistress’ tongue lightly stroke along her lips; almost as if she was asking permission to enter. Luna parted her lips she yielded her mouth to Twilight without any resistance, letting her lead. Soon enough she felt Twilight's kiss becoming more hungry and lustful, their tongues started dancing, and then it turned to wrestling for control. Twilight didn’t seem satisfied to simply kiss her anymore, she wanted her full submission even in a display of affection and love. She pressed herself against the mare desperately trying to get closer, without leaving through the open cage door, feeling the fingers gripping her mane once more allowing Twilight to pull her from the cage, she moaned out into the kiss feeling this weird mixture of pleasure and pain coursing through her. It made her pussy feel even hotter as she was brought into Twilight’s arms. Any desire to leave the dream melted away in that moment as their lips pressed together more firmly. It lasted long, and was a deep passionate kiss but it broke all too quickly for Luna's liking. She heard the gentle reassuring whisper from Twilight in her ear. "Remember ... if I get too rough, say sunlight and I’ll stop, my beloved." Her heart leapt, she had what she came here for.

Twilight smiled as Luna nodded her understanding, starting to slowly pull Luna towards a small little altar in the room. "Crawl like a good girl now," She cautioned Luna with a warning tone to her voice. Leading her beloved pet over the plush carpet to the altar where a purple coloured collar waited. "You've been a naughty little pet while I was away Luna. You disobeyed me when I clearly instructed that you were not to pleasure yourself while I was away! Look at that puddle of your filthy secretions! You’ve been getting more and more rebellious, you slut! Maybe I should reveal to all of Equestria your filthy, debauched secret? That behind your princessly airs, is a pain-loving nymphomaniac!"

Luna blushed furiously as she was shown the purple collar that read one single thing: 'Moonslut,' the name Twilight had called her before. It both confused her and aroused her, it confused her that being derided and scorned was turning her on. Sure she had read about this new … fetish as the modern ponies called it, but in her time something like this had been illegal. Owning another pony was punishable by imprisonment or exile, and here Twilight was calling her a pet, insisting that she ... the Princess of the Night belonged to her, the youngest of the princesses. She felt hot, an all too familiar heat building in her loins. It was mind-spinning for her to realise that just the thought of being owned aroused her to such a degree.

"You're going to beg me for the privilege of wearing it again," Twilight said, a small smug grin playing on her lips, those violet eyes staring down at her pet authoritatively and with scorn and derision. Luna felt a shiver running down her spine as she met Twilight's gaze and heard that stern, commandingly-compelling voice as the implication of what Twilight had said settled into her mind.

I ... never, begging is beneath me! She thought, her eyes wide with shock as she looked at Twilight, unable to look away from those captivating expressive violet eyes. She felt scorned and derided in that moment, locked in place with a mere stare; it made her breath catch. She'd known Twilight for a long time, watched her grow ever since her return, however, she'd never seen her exhibit this kind of demeanor, but Luna liked it. In fact, she adored this confident domineering side of her fellow princess; yet she couldn't understand why she loved it so much.

Luna was snapped from her thoughts by a slight cough and the impatient tapping of a high heel upon the hard ground. "Well, you can start begging when you feel ready Princess ..." the way Twilight spoke, the condescending way she spat out her royal title of princess as if it was the most disgusting word to ever come out of her mouth, filled Luna with an all too familiar warmth inside of her chest, her cheeks flushed in response to her Mistress' words. She ... she actually wants me to beg and grovel to wear something so demeaning and humiliating as a collar! Why am I getting so turned on by this? ‘Tis not normal!

"No!" Luna protested, glaring up at Twilight defiantly. She was instantly taken aback as Twilight looked at her with an unsettling grin, which almost made her defiance falter. She was rendered speechless as she peered into those adoring, but compelling eyes. She trembled slightly under the gentle, almost delicate touch of her cheek, the alien sensations of affection and gentleness was intimidating for the nocturnal princess, but Twilight's caress was so soothing and gentle it made her smile; she even went as far as to give the hand a sweet little nuzzle, relaxing herself in the warmth and sweet scent of Twilight. S-she smells so good, like ... lilac and blackberries. I ... need more … . She thought to herself, licking her lips slowly as she focused all her attention on Twilight's scent and the softness of her purple coat.

Luna didn't have time to savor the sensations and scents of Twilight's body, the Alicorn in question quite suddenly grabbed her mane in a firm grip by Twilight's free hand, she started to struggle as Twilight quite roughly led her towards the large four poster bed on the other side of the room, half dragging the nocturnal princess along the smooth, carpeted floor. "Say no to me will you!?" she heard Twilight mutter as she literally threw Luna onto the bed, eliciting a small adorable squeak from the Lunar Princess.

"M-Mistress please!" Luna started, though her pleading was cut short by a stinging slap to the face, much less gentle than before. Though it sends the same shivers of pleasure running through her body, to her own shock she didn't scream instead she let out a downright whorish moan at the slap. It brought the right mixture of painful pleasure to her senses. W-what is this … ? This is not Twilight! She is not ... like this is she? I've never seen her be this—brazen and domineering before. Lost in her own thoughts for just a second it took a long few seconds for Luna to notice the gentle caress of soft silk rope sliding across her sensitive skin. It knotted around her wrists and ankles, leaving her naked and spread-eagled on the faux leather sheets, wholly at the mercy of the younger princess' whims. She couldn't help but enjoy the smooth, cold texture of the sheets against her soft midnight blue coat, each of her squirming movement made on the sheets coaxing a small mewl of lusty need from the full, glossy lips of Luna. The knots of her rope harness was still grinding away at the dripping wet crevice that was her aroused and stimulated pussy.

Luna's struggling against the silk ropes did not stimulate her enough to achieve the climax that she so desperately wanted, it also increased the feeling of being completely helpless, her own body subject to the whims of whatever Twilight cared to inflict or withhold from her, and flooding her with small shocks of pleasure as her pussy ground more roughly against the wet rope rubbing in the valley of her pussy. She lay there before her love interest, naked and vulnerable, her body and mind to do with as she pleased. More so than when she was on her knees in front of the other mare, her cheeks reddened considerably, a feeling of shame welling up inside of her. She watched Twilight sitting down on the edge of the bed, her legs crossed, laughing at her squirming pet. "Ooh, already squirming? I've not even started yet slut." She hissed in that low, lusty tone; a tone that promised a wild night, the simple implications that sent further shivers of excitement up Luna's spine still leaving her confused as to why she even liked that tone, her curiosity itching at what Twilight had in store for her.

She quivered at feeling the chilly tips of Twilight's fingers playing along her belly, the slightly cold fingers which while barely even touching her sent small electrical shocks of pleasure through her body. She loved the sensation, the teasing, cloying sensation with touches so light it made her mind question if she had been touched at all or not. She felt Twilight's small magical discharges playing through her coat, the magic making Twilight's fingertips feel like ice cubes teasing her sensitive belly. She moaned softly, surprising her with how lewd and needy her voice sounded to her ears, entirely forgetting to rein herself in. Luna had chosen the path of resistance and yet she was already close to breaking. She squeaked as a piece of silk suddenly wrapped around her head, robbing her of her vision, rendering her even more vulnerable before Twilight.

Twilight remained silent after that, her fingers tickling along Luna's belly, while she levitated a small rectangular box along with an ampule of the aphrodisiac. She prepared the syringe with a clean needle and rather skilfully injected Luna with the drug. The sting was so sudden against the heightened senses of the blinded princess' ass cheek, it caused the nocturnal Princess to yelp, rather cutely. Twilight couldn't help but giggle, relishing in the pain she had inflicted upon Luna with sadistic glee, and the rush of power at having Luna bound and restrained before her as she could treat Luna however she pleased.

The loud, almost cruel giggle Twilight gave sent cold shivers down Luna's spine and she felt slightly unnerved by the mixture of her love interest's laughing and the foreboding unknown of what she had been injected with. Whatever it was, she started feeling a far more intense burning sensation in her core, a familiar sensation that came only during one time: her heat. The desperate instinctual need to be fucked overwhelmed her, it overrode all her senses and what was left of her rational side. Her morality and propriety was left buried beneath a haze of lust that demanded she needed to be fucked, hard! Her breathing quickened to short pants and her thighs tried to rub together, although she found it impossible with the way she was bound. Her hips rocked, trying to entice any virile stallion to mount her and satisfy her sexual desires. During the entire time she had been securely bound, she tried to work herself along the knotted rope as she tried to get some measure of relief. The overwhelming sense of arousal had hit her with crippling efficiency, the simple thought of Twilight using this in reality on her made her scream out her need and frustrations. She mewled softly started to squirm more wildly on the sheets.

"You'd better start begging, little Moonslut, I won't let you climax without your collar on … . But I don't want you to go insane with lust from not getting what you need now that your heat is starting" Twilight whispered playfully into Luna's ear, which earned a small whimper of needy desire from her, she wriggled her hips, trying to get enough stimulation to climax, feeling the hot ache in her pussy, as her biological demands went unanswered. Her mind was extremely focused upon her body’s demands for sexual ecstasy and being unable to satiate her body’s sexual needs was driving her crazy! She stopped caring about her invasion of Twilight's privacy; other, more immediately pressing thoughts pushed such concerns out of her mind for the moment. Besides, she had already broken the law concerning mental intrusions into the minds of other sapients, so she might as well see her legal violation through to completion.. All that mattered to her was enjoying and entertaining Twilight's fantasy.

"N-no! I w-won't beg!" Luna cried with all the defiance she could muster, even though that defiance died the moments after she had uttered her defiance to Twilight’s demands. Let it not be known that the Princess of the Night gave in so easily! She sounded so meek and unsure of herself, even to her own mind, but she had done what she wanted; she had defied her Mistress. She breathed heavier, taking in the scent of her own arousal that slowly started to permeate the room, mixed with the rather sweet scent of another mare's arousal. T-Twilight's scent. S-she is ... turned on, O-ooh she likes defiance! That is good! She's enjoy- Luna was pulled from her thought as she felt something cold pressing against her burning pussy, it was smooth, having a similar texture to the sheets she lay on. She squeaked loudly as she felt the lightest of slaps being delivered to her clitoris. The light slap sent spikes of white hot pleasure coursing through her entire form, coaxing forth a loud moan from the Princess.

"Then, I will make you beg like the massive slut that you are," Twilight said in that deliciously haughty authoritative voice which Luna was starting to adore hearing. Taking in shallow breaths, she tried to anticipate the next hit from whatever Twilight was using on her, however it didn't come. Instead the other Mare slowly dragged it along her belly, and up around her breasts before suddenly letting the stinging kiss of the whip strike at each of Luna's exposed nipples in quick secession. Luna gasped loudly as a mixture of pain and pleasure coursed through her body, it stung, badly, at first but soon the pain melted away into sensual pleasure, which caused her to moan out huskily.

"Oh me, oh my! You're such an incorrigible little slut. Resisting me like an ungrateful bitch, but screaming like a rutting whore whenever I touch you," Twilight whispered huskily, pushing her panties aside and burying three fingers of her free hand into her own dripping snatch. Twilight was excitedly fingering herself to the sight of Luna's sexy, writhing form. She paced around the bed as she delivered stinging swats to Luna's rump, breasts, and pussy. Each expert strike of her riding crop caused the bound, helpless princess to squeal louder as her pleasure gradually escalated higher and higher with every smack. The stinging bite of Twilight's whip delivered a confusing conflicting cocktail of sensations of both pleasure and pain. Each strike was subtly harsher than the last, each smack leaving a stinging welt under Luna's coat, it hurt she was quite sure that there would be bruising when she awoke in the real world. "Feels good doesn't it? Oh you're such a painslut, my little slave. Maybe I should get the proper whip out?" Twilight mused with a seductively husky tone of smugness coloring her calm, controlled voice. She was panting slightly, her own escalating lust almost caused her to consider abandon their kinky BDSM session to simply ravage her pet ... . However, she forced herself to focus, this was something that they both needed; there was no good excuse to rush it.

Luna blushed furiously, listening to the haughty, authoritative voice of Twi- no her Mistress, allowing herself a quiet giggle of amusement as she realised she had just corrected herself. The words caused a mixture of emotions to well up within her chest; chief among them being embarrassment, humiliation, but most importantly and weirdly enough, she felt loved by her Mistress. Even while restrained and being whipped, she felt loved by the mare who was putting her through this sexual torment. She pulled at her silken restraints harder and harder with each sting of the whip that touched her delicate coat, she needed to get loose, she needed to tend to that burning sexual need that wasn't being satisfied; rather it was only being heightened and made more intense by each lick of the whip.

Breathing heavily and screaming loudly in pleasure from an escalating, frustrated sexual need as she felt the whip kissing her little pleasure button, her entire body shuddering as Twilight kept her at the brink of orgasm, but never giving her enough pleasure and pain to give her that orgasm she so desperately sought after.. "F-Fuck! Collar me! Make me wear it so that all who see it know the shameful truth! I am yours, wholly and completely!" she pleaded loudly, whimpering and whining as she was overwhelmed by the pure primal need, the drug that made her arousal not only escalate, but also made her hyper-aware of her physical senses not only made her pain more intense, but her pleasure as well. Twilight’s masterful delivery of both pain and pleasure, yet not letting her cum finally broke her resistance against Twilight’s demands, leaving her mind clouded with the overwhelming need to be rutted senseless, to be made Twilight's little bitch. " Please, Mistress! I ... Collar me! Collar me and let me cum!" she continued to ramble after that desperately trying to beg her Mistress properly, so that she might be rewarded with that orgasm she so desperately needed.

Luna smiled, feeling good from pleasing her mistress as she felt the alien sensation of snugness around her neck. She had never worn a collar before, but upon having experienced wearing a collar, she wondered why in Tartarus she had never tried it before. It was more comfortable than she had guessed, the soft sensation of fur lining the inside of her collar, tickled against her delicate coat. The cold caress of a metal ring dangling from a simple D-ring that was worked into the ornate faux leather outside of the collar. The outside has a nice intricate vine pattern, made from a rich gold, the vines has small thorns coming off the, along with roses that were crafted from a lovely ruby.. The cold sensation of the leash ring caused her to gasp softly, hearing the small padlock on her collar snap shut. She shivered, a feeling of happiness washing over her, knowing that her obedience and begging for Twilight to dominate her pleased Twilight. And pleasing one’s Mistress made her feel good and sometimes could lead a slave to being rewarded for their obedience and success in pleasing one’s mistress. She was now officially owned by Mistress Twilight Sparkle, she felt so abased and submissive below her Mistress and so happy as all her worries simply melted away.

"That's a good Moonslut," Twilight said, her hand gently pressing against Luna's burning hot pussy while rubbing gently, earning a long drawn out moan of satisfaction from her captive Princess. Her fingers thrusting deeply into her pet's needy, hot cunt, with three of Twilight’s fingers spreading her open wide as her cunt spread around the vigorously finger-fucking she was receiving from Twilight like she had begged for. "Yes, ‘Atta mare. We'll have fun now that you're finally behaving like a proper pet."

She looked up into those loving amethyst eyes as her blindfold was removed and smiled radiantly at the sight. Her own azure eyes shimmered with subservience and pure, unadulterated lust for her Mistress. "T-thank you, Mistress," she whispered in a sweet adoring tone. A smile formed on her lips as she admired her Mistress, noticing a moment too late that a leash was snapped into the D-shaped ring on her collar.

Luna gasped softly as she felt herself being tugged along by the leash in her mistress’ hand. She chose to follow Twilight on her hands and knees, even though she had not even been instructed to do so at the time. Her eyes wandered over Twilight's body and taking in every curve that was hugged by the smooth, skin-tight faux leather. Her eyes lingered on the other mare's perfectly cushiony behind, a small grin forming on her lips as the thought of spanking Twilight crossed her mind. Although instead of spanking the mare, she simply settled for leaning in close and nuzzling against Twilight’s flank, where her cutie mark was. She smiled as the action earned her a light petting on Luna’s head. She smiled up at Twilight and she couldn't help but feel a little pride swelling up inside her chest at the happy look Twilight offered her.

Twilight's happy look quickly gave way to a lustful grin. She simply flopped down in a plush cushioned throne-like chair, spreading her legs wide but using her magic to prevent Luna from instantly diving between her thighs. The Lunar Princess was a little ashamed that she was behaving like such a nymphomaniac that Twilight already had preventative measures ready for such anticipated behavior. She was unable to eat Twilight out though, considering that Twilight already having grabbed her mane as if already knowing what she was going to do. "Tsk ... such an eager little slut, but you have to be patient on your knees and wait, Moonslut," she instructed in that lovely commandeering and authoritative voice.

Luna obeyed without question as she watched her Mistress, hardly even registering the low whining noise she was making, her thighs rubbing together in unsatiated sexual arousal. To say she was impatient and quite eager to eat out Twilight's drooling pussy was an understatement of the year. But she forced herself to wait, to watch as the mare weaves a spell right in front of her. Luna had never seen the hand gestures before, although they were certainly hypnotically pleasing to watch. She almost missed the stream of magic that was coalescing in front of Twilight's needy sex, enveloping it with its warm energies, starting to form a long, phallic … . Luna's thoughts ground to a halt as she watched the large thick throbbing cock growing from between Twilight's thighs. It was bigger than most stallion's she had seen in her life, with a pair of grapefruit sized balls resting below the shaft that so lewdly bobbed up and down in front of her muzzle.

Sweet Mother … . That thing is a foot long! That ... It's never going to … . she sputtered in her thoughts.

Twilight chuckles softly as she watched Luna's mesmerised gaze stare at her new member, slowly following the cock with those hungry azure eyes. Licking her lips slowly she sat back in the chair, while she grinned down at the nocturnal mare. "You're going to keep me waiting all night?" she asked just a little impatiently. Her impatience soon faded though as Luna lunged herself forwards and started to nuzzle the cock like some sex starved nymphomaniac.

Luna let out a low, lusty moan as she savored the musky scent, the scent of a healthy, virile stallion . She'd never been this bad before and that burning need inside of her to have a cock fill her in some way was overriding all her logical faculties. She started off simple enough, with her nuzzling Twilight's heavy cum-laden balls. She felt almost dizzy, her head was swimming as she allowed herself to simply savor and enjoy the heady, musky scent. Its intoxicating scent drove her ever onward, as she began to lovingly lap at the salty skin of Twilight's balls, and relishing in the taste. She quickly dove in, her mouth open, trying to, perhaps a little too eagerly, taking one of the large balls into her mouth. It was a losing battle though, and she had to settle for simply lapping at the skin, suckling on it as if it was a piece of the most delicious hard candy, that couldn’t fit in her small mouth..

Twilight winced a little at Luna’s initial attempts of getting her balls into her mouth. She eventually let out a groan of pleasure as the wanton slut settled for licking and suckling instead. She petted Luna’s head gently, letting out a sweet moan of pleasure, relaxing and leaning back in her chair with a small grin playing on her muzzle. One of her hands rested encouragingly on the back of Luna's head as she slowly stroked through her pet's messy mane, relishing in the sweet symphony of suckling and smacking noises as the depraved mare Started to slowly stroke Twilight’s painfully erect cock, pumpin up and down with one hand, while the other was teasing her, pussy, moist pussy lips. She let out a shuddering moan as Luna gripped the base of her shaft and started to slowly stroke it, not seeming to care that large, hot globs of salty pre-cum were dripping on her face, streaking her pristine midnight blue coat. "Hmm ... ‘atta girl, worship your mistress," Twilight purred playfully, watching the lust and idolatry shimmering in Luna's eyes.

Twilight shuddered as she watched Luna licking, sucking, and kissing along her shaft as if her life depended on it, slowly dragging that delicate tongue up along her sensitive, throbbing malehood. She closed her eyes and tried to suppress the urge to simply have her pet right then and there. She wanted to let the mare do her own thing, but she was so engaged in enthusiastically worshipping her mistress’ cock, and her delicate licks and kisses along her throbbing needy length felt so good. The moment of satisfaction finally came though, as Luna wrapped her lips around the head of the cock and getting her first real taste of the hot creamy pre-cum that had been dripping on to her face previously. Twilight let out a low, whorish moan, while the taste of Twilight’s pre-cum continued driving Luna wild with desire.

Luna closed her eyes and for a long moment, remained there licking at the tip of Twilight's massive, equine erection. She had never been a fan of cum before, she never allowed a stallion to get his cock anywhere near her mouth, not even when suffering through the worst of her heat. Yet here she was suckling the head of Twilight Sparkle's cock, her tongue slowly swirling around the flared head as she took in as much of the delicious, salty pre-cum as she could. She decided that she needed more, the burning in her winking drooling marehood only getting worse as she lingered on the brink of complete oral consummation, and then looked up at Twilight as she allowed her hot, salivating mouth to slowly slide down on the cock as both of them watched more and more of Twilight’s cock vanish into the wet, tropical depths of Luna’s mouth. She had read about mares taking the entire thing into their throats, before she had entered into Twilight’s dream. She had always thought that they were crazy to let such a large thing into their mouth and throat ... and here she was trying to stuff Twilight's monstrous cock down her own throat. She gagged and sputtered, squirming as she tried to fit all of Twilight’s cock into her oral cavity, but she tried her best even so.

She enjoyed the sound of Twilight's moans of pleasure, she guessed that she had to be doing something right even though she couldn't even fit the head into her unaccustomed throat. That didn't stop her from trying though, tears of effort ran down her cheeks each time she forced herself down on the cock. She regretted her eagerness, apparently it wasn’t as easy as it was described in her trashy novels. Luna gagged heavily the moment the head of Twilight’s equine cock was pushed into her throat she tried pulling away; only to find Twilight wasn’t allowing her to. Tears rolled down her cheeks, it was becoming harder and harder to handle the massive cock. The edges of her vision started to blur into blackness. Slowly she tried to relax, as Twilight simply kept the head of her thick throbbing cock inside luna’s throat. It was a difficult challenge, but she finally managed to get used to the head being inside of her throat. She slowly, under Twilight’s guidance started to bob up and down the monstrous cock, stroking along the shaft with a hand. She was inexperienced, and it was clear as she had trouble not grazing Twilight’s sensitive lenght with her teeth whenever the Princess of Friendship pushed her a little further onto the cock. She whined and protested as an insistent hand pulled her off the cock had with an audible pop, she desperately tried to lap at the head with her tongue letting out a low needy whine. "M-more! P-please Mistress!"

"N'aww ... such a needy slut," Twilight purred with affection, and roughly pulled the mare into her lap, giving her no choice but to follow Twilight’s tugging as Twilight pulled at her mane as if it were a set of reins once more, her cock resting against Luna's belly. She slowly allowed the cock to drag along Luna's belly, teasing her by moving at an agonisingly slow pace. The tip lightly rubbing against her pet's winking, hot marehood. She grinned lustfully at Luna, both hands resting on her fellow Princess' hips as she started pushing into the mare, invading her tight, needy cunt.

Both mares moaned out lustfully. Luna wrapped her arms around Twilight and without even thinking about what she was doing, pushed herself into a deep, passionate kiss. She didn't need guidance or encouragement as she lowered herself onto Twilight’s cock, gasping loudly in bliss as the hot throbbing cock split her admittedly small pussy open wider than she'd ever been spread before. She didn't allow herself any time to adjust, she didn't ease herself into it, no, she simply speared herself with that formidable cock. She violently slammed herself down on Twilight’s equine erection, slamming down her wanton cunt as she hungrily pursued her orgasm without regard to Twilight’s needs, screaming into the deep, sloppy kiss that they shared.

The pleasure that came as she speared herself onto the cock drove her wild with desire and lust. She didn't care if it marked her as an absolute slut, she wanted to be a massive slut. She didn’t want to be the prim and proper princess of the night. Or the feared monster feared by nobles and common pony, alike. She wanted freedom from the stress of leadership, freedom to shatter the bonds of her title and station and be a dirty, wanton mare instead of some princess on a pedestal. Her wings flared wide before she broke the kiss and looked down at Twilight, a string of saliva still connecting their muzzles. With a slightly timid and meek smile, while her breasts bounced in front of Twilight as she bounced up and down on Twilight’s shaft. She focused on the important thing, satisfying her burning need and pleasuring her Mistress while doing so. Each time she raised her hips up and let gravity push her down onto the cock causing it to roughly slam inside of her, every vein and ridge caressing her most sensitive spots in all the right ways.

Twilight devolved into a mewling moaning mess on her throne, holding Luna's hips was the only semblance of dominance in the moment. She almost stopped caring for the act entirely now, then she grabbed the Princess' mane pulling her close to bite her ear with a dominant growl. "Good slut! Show me what a wanton, depraved and needy submissive mareslut you truly are! I might even take you in that rough way that you love so much. If you do well enough, that is," She teased Luna with the growled whisper, their love making devolving into something entirely more primal. Twilight held her pet possessively by the mane, a hand on her hips to force her down harder, while she thrust up into Luna with almost savage passion.

Luna squealed loudly each time she was forced down on the cock as it filled her up entirely, leaving her in a state of absolute bliss, meeting each thrust with a loud howl of pleasure. She grabbed Twilight's shoulders and threw herself back letting the other mare land on top of her, breasts squished together. She panted heavily, needily as she looked at the mare pleadingly. "M-mistress take me ... make me your mare! P-please! I need you pounding away at my needy slutty cunt ..." she pleaded with the mare. She got exactly what she wanted, Twilight leaned in biting the mare's neck with a savage growl of dominance, her hips thrusting harshly forwards to invade her pet's wanton cunt. The princess of the night squealed out loudly, her eyes closed as the sounds of wet slapping filled the room. Twilight found a steady, but savage rhythm as she pounded away at the moon princess’ fuck box. Luna had never seen this primal, animalistic side of any pony before, she'd never experienced such brutal savagery in sex before ... and she loved it, more than anything else before.

Luna let out a wail of pleasure as her climax hit her so suddenly and with such intensity. Her vision exploded in a firework display of light, darkness, and color for a moment as she shuddered in absolute delight. She could feel her juices gushing past the firmly pounding cock that stirred her insides, no doubt ruining the plush carpet below. She didn't care, she simply wanted more. She was enjoying the bliss of her orgasmic high. It was prolonged for far longer than was good for a mare's mind as Twilight simply continued her savage rutting, pounding into her depths with wild abandon. She wrapped her arms around Twilight's back clawing at dominant mare's shoulders; she wanted- no she needed more, something snapped inside of her. It was like a switch that was flicked on in the back of her mind as she started matching Twilight's savage thrusts, causing their wild lovemaking to border near violent territory.

She felt like such a depraved whore and it make her feel good! The way that Twilight was using her for her own pleasure was the most liberating sensation she had experienced on this most wonderful of nights. She wasn't being treated like an immortal goddess, in this moment she was a slut, she was Twilight's personal pet slut. In a moment of brazen daring Luna rolled the two of them over, pinning Twilight to the ground by her shoulders and picking up her pace, keeping the rhythm they had going as she rode her Mistress' cock. She bit her lip with a soft giggle, slamming herself down on the wildly throbbing cock. She knew Twilight was close, and the knowledge that her mistress was rapidly approaching her own orgasm only made Luna redouble her efforts, screaming in absolute bliss as she watched the dominant mare close her eyes in pleasure, grab her by the hips and meet every thrust with the same brutal savagery.

If Celestia could see her now she would likely be downright appalled with what a slut she was being. She cried out in pleasure, she didn't need to hold back! They were in the dungeons, in a dream even. She allowed Twilight Sparkle to be the first one to witness what a needy, slutty, screaming bitch she truly wanted to be. This was her fantasy, her fetish, and she needn’t hold back. She leaned forward, meeting Twilight in a deep, passionate kiss once more, each deep thrust making both of them scream into the kiss. She could feel Twilight's hands roughly groping t her ass. The sensation of being used like a two-bit whore- no ... this wasn't like that, Twilight was fucking her as if she was nothing but ... a sex-crazed animal. She shuddered heavily as another orgasm washed over her senses, her orgasmic pleasure overwhelming them. Her last rational thought was in regards to their animalistic rutting and how in the eyes of others she really was such an animal.

Twilight, for her part, was finally pushed over the edge by Luna's tightening pussy, which caused her to slam her cock in as deeply as she could! The tip of her cock pressing firmly to Luna’s cervical entrance, pumping her creamy seed directly into the other mare's womb and roaring in orgasmic pleasure. Twilight’s back arched upwards into Luna’s spurting crotch. Her predatory-looking gaze locking with Luna's. Each mare lay there, panting heavily as they came down from their orgasmic high. The princess of the night rocked her hips as she did her best to milk Twilight's girthy cock for every last droplet of seed. Twilight simply grinned, watching her pet panting and drooling with pure satisfaction written across her face. "You ... look like ... this was the first time we had sex, Moonslut."

Luna didn't answer, but instead chose to simply nuzzle Twilight's chest. Luna was trying to restore her logic faculties after her mind-shattering orgasm. Thinking was so hard right now, much less speaking or moving, all she could do was keep rocking her hips against the big, delicious cock. Even as Twilight traced a glowing finger over her heart, making a magical tattoo in the shape of Twilight’s six star cutie mark, surrounded by a chain closed with a heart shaped padlock … . Twilight was thereby marking Luna as her property via a magical sigil manifested for the naked eye. She let out a sigh and only managed to whisper 'I love ... you, Mistress,' before passing out.

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Luna shot up in her bed, her body tensed and muscles taut, ready to help her flee quickly. She sat there for a moment in a crawling position, her wings flared out. For a moment she thought it had been a simple dream, but then everything came crashing down to her, especially when she noticed how sore she was in some places. Her crime of invading Twilight's dreams, the subsequent sex that happened. Remembering any of it sent a shiver down her spine, then the all too familiar scent filled her senses, looking down at the bed she saw a massive wet spot, the scent of a mare in heat filling the room.

She blushed furiously upon noticing that the fingers on her right hand was coated in her own marecum. Her cheeks flushed brightly in response. It had been ages since she had masturbated while dream walking, although the wet spot looked big enough to suggest that she had wet the bed. She let out a deep sigh and then slipped from the ruined silken sheet covering her bed. She trotted to her personal bathroom and with a quick flick of the wrist, she turned on a nice hot shower, which was exactly what she was going to be needing after a dream like that ... particularly if she was going to be clean enough to do her duties today.

Luna silently cursed, leaning over the sink as she looked at the state of her coat and mane. She had been sweating, tossing and turning all night, and that is not even mentioning the painful looking welts that covered her body from Twilight’s whippin; some had already started to bruise … and a fair few places the skin had broken. “Fuck me … how is it that that felt pleasurable!?“ She muttered under her breath in amazement. She hardly looked well-rested at all as a result and even had subtle bags under her eyes. It was odd as normally dream walking left her body as refreshed as normal sleep did ... in this case it was like she'd been having sex all night in reality rather than in another pony's dream. Eventually her eyes wondered and then fell to her chest, or rather more specifically the brand that Twilight had placed on her during the dream. Her eyes went wide with shock as she saw it had translated to reality. In a moment of panic she desperately tried to wipe it away, claw at it with her nails and then tried to scrub it away with her most potent magic.

All of her efforts failed to produce any desirable results. The magical brand remained firmly in place. She glared at the mirror for a moment, realising just what spell Twilight had used in the dream and where she could have learnt such a thing. "Well ... that’s just great! Even Mother couldn't remove the Inquisition's brands ..." She sighed heavily as she stared at the mark over her heart, her cheeks flushing slightly as she admired the tattoo of ownership she had been given. Oddly enough, she couldn't help but smile a little. "I guess I'll have a little thing to remember that night by at least, it’s not like this will happen in real life ... it was just a dream, a fantasy she wouldn't want to ... . No! She wouldn't!" Luna shook her head and chuckled lightly. She stepped into the shower with a breathy contented sigh.

She closed her eyes as she let the hot water cascade over her form, relishing in the feeling of her sore muscles relaxing and loosening up from being heated up by the shower’s heated water. "I wish she would though," Luna meekly commented to herself. She leaned against the cold tiled wall, and started to lather her coat up with a healthy dose of lavender-scented soap. She groaned loudly as she massaged the soothing, cleansing foam into her coat. Closing her eyes, she was soon lost in the sweet constant rhythm of it, her hands grasping her own breasts as she lathered them up with soap. Her mind conjured up the mental image of Twilight Sparkle in that provocative faux leather outfit. She grinned, allowing a hand to stray down at her slightly sore marehood, slowly caressing her fingers along her still swollen and pulsing labia, spreading a healthy dose of soothing soap over them. She ground her hips against her fingers letting her body slide down the wall with a broad grin spreading upon her muzzle. “Twilight was so sexy like that! F-fuck! I can't stop thinking about her!” She sighed and thrust both fingers into her depths, trying to emulate the sensation of the savage fucking she had been given by her fellow princess. She looked to the door for a moment and then lit up her horn scribbling a quick letter teleporting it to wherever her Seneschal was at that moment. 'Cancel all appointments for today. I have private matters to attend to'

Luna eyed the shower head with a small, naughty grin on her muzzle. "But first ... I need to take care of something else." She commented with a low purr, levitating the shower head over to herself she closed her eyes with a lewd smirk, turning the knob on the showerhead to jet mode. "That is perfect."

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Morning came all too early, if you asked Twilight Sparkle. The blinds of her window had this annoying crack and every morning at dawn, each time she spent a night in her old canterlot room, the light would shine through it, hitting her square in the face. Twilight let out a low little groan of pleasure, pulling the thick sheets over her face trying to get away from Celestia's merciless morning light. She cursed her mentor, stretching herself out as she did so and letting out a mighty yawn. Did she have to raise the sun so damned early? She was having such a wonderful dream as well! She blushed thinking about that dream. When was the last time it got ... so wild!? She wondered, stirring under the sheets, quickly realising there was a substantial sticky mess not only between her thighs but across her belly and the bottom of her breasts.

Looking under the sheets her cheeks took on a whole new shade of crimson as between her legs bobbed a still erect throbbing stallionhood, her lilac coat was stained white with an obscene amount of seed. She stared blankly at it, while her eyes wandered over the sight of the large puddle of marecum that lay between her legs. "Sweet fucking Celestia! I actually—I never sleep cast!" She protested with a low whimper, a blush crept onto her cheeks at the implications of her cursing. She had no idea how she was going to explain this one to her maid staff. Her getting off without three towels was bad enough when they asked her about it last time. She sighed deeply, slipping out of bed with a small grin. "Well ... totally worth it, I guess. Maybe I'll just say I had a stallion over …"

With a low chuckle, she approached the door to her bedroom. Closing the door behind herself she stared at herself in the mirror blushing a little, her lilac coat absolutely drenched in both mare and stallion cum, how her own clear ejaculate had gotten on the shaft she didn't quite understand but she shrugged and slipped under the shower, turning it on to a nice hot temperature, perfect for relaxing. "I guess I'm stuck with you until tomorrow …" she said poking at the tip of her erection with a finger. She giggled a little as she remembered the last time she had actually cast the spell as an experiment. It had been such a nightmare to even hide it for the twenty-four hours she had it. Shrugging she took a hold of a shampoo bottle in her magical grip, starting to lather up her coat with the normal quick efficiency she enjoyed from using her magic, making enough time for a little bit of fun before she had to report to Celestia for the first of her advanced princess lessons.

She bit her bottom lip enjoying the light brushing of her coat that the magic caused, her hand slowly slipping between her legs, pressing deeply into her needy little cunt hidden away behind her balls, still plump even if they had been drained during her sleep. She let out a delicate moan, slowly gripping the shaft. She let herself drop to her knees, stroking up and down along the painfully effect stallionhood, hips instinctively rocking back and forth as if taking Luna all over again. She replayed the latter parts of her lewd dream back in her mind, pumping her hips in time with the dream version of herself, stuffing the shaft into Luna's needy hungry cunt ... even though in this case it was her soapy hand.

She supported herself on her other hand leaning forwards letting the water wash over her, her eyes closed her breathing ragged and heavy as she continued to pump her hand up and down the throbbing erection. The only downside of having one of these was how high maintenance they seemed to be … . She let out a grunt of pleasure, it was moments like these where she wished she had a marefriend or even a coltfriend to help her with these sticky morning situations. She took a deep breath and bit her bottom lip, as she began thrusting her hips harder, slapping her groin against her hand and filling the shower with the delicate pitter-patter of water and the lewd slaps of sex. She could already feel the familiar pressure blooming inside of her core.

Twilight let herself fall on her side, rolling onto her back she gripped her massive erection with the other hand stroking up and down firmly, her hips bucking as she imagined Luna's wonderful flanks bouncing up and down on it. The mental image of those plump spankable cheeks bouncing up and down on her cock was enough to break the dam. Her eyes clenched shut and she squealed in pleasure, screaming a single thing as she showered herself with another batch of creamy hot seed. "Fuck yes, Luna! That’s so good!" She slumped down upon the floor, panting lightly in pleasure, her eyes unfocused as she let the water simply run over her body, washing away the evidence of her shameful activity. She was simply content to lay there in the afterglow of her orgasm, thinking about Luna snuggled up against her. "I want you, Luna."

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Luna took a deep breath, steeling herself for what she was about to do. She knew this was a stupid idea, she knew Twilight would probably hate her for what she had done. But all day now she had been unable to get the mare out of her head. She had even gone as far as to go shopping for a gift that might help win Twilight’s favor that afternoon. The fruits of her efforts rested in a small box which she held close to her chest. She walked at a brisk pace through the castle's hallways as she made her way towards Twilight's room. She wanted to be done with it before she could even consider rethinking her actions and the impact they might have on her as a ruler … . It had consumed much of her thought that day, whether being happy meant that she had to lose her throne. She had decided that if losing her position as Equestria’s princess meant that she would gain her heart's desire, then so be it. She wore a simple garment, a plain form-fitting blue dress depicting a series of constellations that she kept for days when she could be casual and didn't have to attend any formal duties.

Turning into the hall to Twilight's personal tower she paused, she hesitated for a long moment watching the door with Twilight's cutie mark, the same cutie mark that was now permanently etched onto her skin and coat. If it wouldn't have caused an uproar amongst the nobles, she would have proudly been displaying that sigil of ownership. She had started to love the idea of being owned. She smiled, forcing herself to move forwards at a slightly more casual gait. She smiled gently as she approached the large double doors. She knocked on them firmly, a confident smile set on her muzzle as she clutched the box subtly tighter against her chest.

The wait was murder, she grew more and more nervous as the time passed and there was no answer. For a moment she contemplated fleeing the hallway before the mare in question opened the door. She shook her head and knocked once more. Firmer this time, announcing her presence with a verbal call, "Twilight? Are you in?"

Finally, there was movement inside. The sound of a mare scrambling to get up, the sound of books and tomes falling to the floor and ... cursing? Luna chuckled a little, imagining Twilight once more having fallen asleep behind her desk and failing off her chair. The door was then illuminated in Twilight's signature magenta aura, the mare's head poking around the corner, a small embarrassed smile playing on her muzzle as she watched Luna. "Luna ... good evening! W-what brings you here?" Twilight asked, looking flustered, hiding herself behind the door.

Did I ... catch her while undressed? Luna pondered for a moment, looking at Twilight for a long moment, she took a deep breath. "Twilight ... I ... have a confession to make." She started with a shy half smile playing on her muzzle. "While dream walking last night I ... had an eye-opening experience in a pony's dream ..." she trailed off just a little, not meeting Twilight's eyes, but she could sense the confusion in the other mare. Her eyes fell on the glove she was wearing as she held on to the door as to keep her balance.

"Luna, you're being more cryptic than usual … . What happened?" Twilight asked, an edge of worry in that sweet melodic voice of hers.

"I saw your dream!" Luna blurted out with a low whimper, looking down at her own feet for a moment, she pushed the box towards Twilight opening it to reveal the collar she had made, an exact replica of the one that had been snapped and locked around her neck during their dream encounter. "I'm sorry! I know it's illegal and I could lose everything because of my invasion into your most sacrosanct mind, but I needed to know how you felt about me and I got pulled into the dream and I ... I—Sweet Mother, I—" She was silenced by a loud snapping sound, she had been so busy ranting that she hadn't noticed at all when Twilight took the collar and locked it around her neck. She looked up, meeting Twilights eyes, flinching a little as she saw that spark of dominance from her dream shimmering in those brilliant amethyst eyes.

She did not say a word as she cupped Luna's cheek, stepping out from behind the door as she revealed the outfit she had bought that very afternoon. A lovely black and red corset that stood out against her lilac coat, a pair of matching panties, and thigh-high boots. It was a pleasant surprise for Luna as she relished in Twilight showing her that caring gentleness for a moment. She let the Nocturnal Princess nuzzle into her hand. She then suddenly grabbed her mane, fingers knitting between the hairs pulling her inside, marehandling her like nothing more than an animal. Luna squealed out loudly, her eyes closed firmly, her breathing growing slightly more ragged. The door slammed shut behind them and with an audible click locked. She threw the princess of the night onto the couch, pouncing her like a predator that had just caught its prey and was clearly already done playing with her food. She grinned that predatory grin that sent shivers up Luna's spine. "You've been a very, very naughty mare, Moonslut! And you need to be punished for even daring to spy on my dreams ... you don't spy on your Mistress!"

"S-sorry Mistress!” Luna yelped out, not in fear, but with pure excitement that coursed through her body. This was the beginning of something wonderful, something she knew they both actually needed. "P-please make me a good slut, Mistress!"

"Oh don't worry my pet, you'll make a fine royal concubine when I am done with you," Twilight purred in that predatory tone of hers.

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