the Light within Darkness

Shadow was tired, she had woken up at midnight due to some stupid nightmare. Worse yet, she had had trouble going back to sleep again, leaving her tired all day. Her mother had asked her to come see her later, that was something Shadow was annoyed about. Her mother always talked down her, as if she was still a hatchling. I’ll show her that I’m no hatchling, I might not be as powerful as she is, yet, but strength is useless if you don’t have a brain.

She headed towards the cell that the unicorn she captured was in. The guards opened the door as she stepped in.

“Good morning, princess.” It wasn’t the guards that spoke, no, it was her captive. “Or should I say ‘bad morning’?” He sat in the back of the room, his blanket wrapped around his shoulders.

“Why do you try to torment me, food?” Shadow said looking at him with a cold glare “You won’t ever be let out so stop trying, but thank you for the formality.” She was annoyed yes but she always liked her food realising her as not any old changeling. It pleased her.

“You sound tired and nervous. You just have to ask, you know.” Comet smiled, his eyes the only thing showing that he was tired. “I also didn’t mention anything about trying to break free.”

Shadow wasn’t sure what Comet meant by ‘You just have to ask’, but she couldn’t stop from thinking that he said it as an offering to ‘service’ her. She pulled her tail closer to herself, lest she shows any signs of arousal from the thought of having him as her ‘pet’. A blush still managed to slip through.

He gave her a questioning look at her odd behaviour but quickly shook his head. If he had to stay here for a longer time, he could, at least, try to make himself as comfortable as possible.

Suppressing her perversive thoughts, she narrowed her eyes. “And just what is that supposed to mean?”

He smiled again. “Well, that I’m willing to help you if I get something in return. I’m feeling rather hungry, so, if you bring me something to eat, preferably meat, I’ll help you with something. Just try to be reasonable in your requests.”

You can eat me out. Her eyes grew in shock of her own thoughts. She couldn’t stop herself from thinking dirty thoughts anymore, she needed to relieve herself and fast, she couldn’t show a hint of weakness, not now, not ever. She needed to go, now! “Don’t get your hopes up.” She said as she left.

She hurried back to her room and looked it, not wanting to be disturbed. She flopped down on her bed with a grunt of frustration. What is this pony doing to me… and why is it turning me on? she thought grunting in frustration, Come on Shadow you’re a princess you can control you lustful urges...right? She was proven wrong when she felt a tingling sensation build up within her nether regions. She began to feel sweaty and flustered and was heavily blushing. Urg… let’s just get this over with…

She let the thoughts flow freely, starting simply from having some handsome changeling flirting with her. But soon the changeling was replaced with her captive unicorn, he would compliment her on her brilliance, her talent to manipulate others. Soon they were both on a bed, Shadow laying on her back, her legs spread. The unicorn lapping up her dripping nectar.

Outside her fantasy, shadow lets one of her forehooves slide down to her vulva, making small movements. She let out a small moan on contact, but was otherwise mostly quiet.

He would alternate between giving slow licks, sometimes penetrating her outer lips, to sucking and nibbling gently on her clit. Other times he would nibble on her engorged teats while he massaged her love button.

Soon they switched place, Shadow giving the stallion a blowjob in her fantasy. She would alternate between long licks from the base of the shaft to sucking on the head.The unicorn would moan or grunt in pleasure, unable to do too much than to watch the mare grow bolder with each passing moment. She started bobbing her head, taking a little more of the hard meat in her mouth each time she went down, until she took the whole thing, fighting back tears from not getting enough oxygen.

A few seconds later she came up again to take a few deep breaths, but instead of going back deepthroating the unicorn, she rose. She walked on top of him, positioning his stallion-hood so that it pressed against her entrance. She pushed down hard with a heavy moan as his length penetrated her virginal passage sending waves of pleasure up her spine. In the beginning, it was only small, slow motions, but Shadow sped up, the unicorn joining in, until both changeling’s and pony’s hips were a blur.

Shadow came, hard. She went limp as her orgasm rocked her whole body, as her problems seemed to wash away with the waves of pleasure, nothing else seemed to matter. All too soon it was over, leaving her as a panting mess. Damn, I haven’t come so hard in a long time. I don’t find him that attractive, do I? Nah, why would I?

A few knocks on the door interrupted her musings. “N-not now, come back later!” Shadow blurred out, wanting to take a hot shower. Oh yes, a hot shower sounded good right now.

“Princess, the Queen was expecting you ten minutes ago!” The guard, by the sounds of it, reported.

Shadow quickly turned her head to the clock, and yes, she was indeed late. “J-just one moment!” Crap, crap crap! I can’t go out now! Not like this! What would the drones think, what would mother think!? They’d laugh at me! She quickly went to the bathroom, picked up a towel, wetted it and quickly cleaned herself up , to make herself, at least, presentable, if just barely. “Tell her I’m on my way, just a little- hiccup, yes. I’ll be there within the minute.”

Moments later, she was dashing to get to the throne room.

Comet was laying on the stone floor, wrapped in his originally sky blue, now more brown with grime, the room not very clean. This what he spent doing most of the day, thinking on what he knew and applying that to different scenarios. One thing was clear, though, he needed to gain their trust if he were to escape, and soon. Each moment he grew just a little bit weaker and while he could probably last a week more, sooner or later he would be too weak to escape at all.

He had already planted the seed, that he could be trusted, in the changeling princess’ mind. It gave differently, but not necessarily bad, results than what he had expected. There was something he was missing, something he might have overlooked? Perhaps.

He needed a new, or, at least, change the old, plan. He needed the changeling to let down her guard, if only for a moment. And then he would strike, metaphorically of course. Yes… That’s it.