Dark Nights

The cobbled streets of Canterlot City’s Red Light District weren’t lit with torches, but with the bright, silvery aura of a full moon. A five hundred meter dirt path separated the Red Light District from the nobility district, the buildings here were still nice, but much less shiny and glamorous as the residents couldn’t afford the richer, luxurious lifestyle of the nobility. Starsong trotted through the district, smiling at the thestrals she knew personally and giving a polite, respectful nod thestrals in lunar guard armor patrolling the streets. She could still remember a time when the Red Light District was still, silent and bare of any large crowds of ponies. Now shops were opened to cater to the influx of thestrals and ponies, businesses were booming, including her exclusive, ‘invitation only’ hotel and her public brothel.

Starsong sipped down the last of her coffee, stopping outside the most extravagant building in the district, the Angel’s Sanctum Hotel. The building was a large mansion and not an uncommon sight in this part of the city. It had been built by her ancestors during Canterlot's founding and handed down from mother to daughter until it came into Starsong's possession. It was one of the oldest buildings in Canterlot, its gothic design making it stand out against the back drop of the more modern buildings and homes behind it. Its white granite walls made it look like a plain and simple mansion from another, older time capable of comfortably housing over one hundred ponies. Many of the nobles had scoffed and mocked her ancestors ‘stupidity’ for building perhaps one the greatest establishments of Canterlot in a place like the Red Light District, but they had no idea of the real treasure the Angel’s Sanctum contained. Beneath the Hotel was the second best access point to the leylines of magic that ran beneath Canterlot City.

Of course, the best access point to leylines of magic was reserved for the Tower of Mages.

Starsong levitated a golden pendant marked with a single rune from her saddle bags and pressed it against a matching rune on the door’s surface. A pulse of magic flared to life and rippled over the door’s surface, it silently opened to admit its mistress. As she stepped over the threshold her whole body shuddered and tingled with pleasure as it absorbed the leyline’s ambient magic lacing the hotel’s very air, giving her a rush of invigoration and energy that not even her caffeine filled liquid could accomplish. Being a unicorn meant she was more susceptible and sensitive to the effects of the ancient leyline than pegasus or earth ponies, they would only feel a tiny tingle to their ambient magic.

When she was exactly ten paces into the hotel, the door slammed shut behind her and silvery strands of magic began flowing around her body forming illusionary, fake wings on her back. Giving herself illusionary wings was a little kink she liked to indulge while in the privacy of her hotel where most consensual, sane fetishes and kinks were welcomed and indulged freely. The entry hall to the hotel was much more welcoming then the outside, it had some portraits of various ponies; each of them a little suggestive in nature, but only noticeable to somepony looking for the suggestiveness. The walls were a nice snowy white with a golden trim, making the room very homely, light and warm.

Past the entry hall was the ‘sexy lounge’ where ponies mingled and socialized with each other, while they also had quite a lot of fun with each other. The next floor up was the ‘snuggle lounge’ where ponies were banned from sex and could relax and bond with other ponies or with their lovers.

Starsong stepped into the sexy lounge, a mare dressed in a black latex cat costume complete with fake latex ears covering her real ears and a fake cat nose and whiskers passed by Starsong and joined two mares being gangbanged by a group of stallions. The kitten-dressed mare was grabbed and spit-roasted by two eargers stallions, who fiercely rutted their cocks in and out of her pussy and throat. The mare’s pleasure filled, muffled moaning through the cock invading her throat told everypony just how much she was enjoying the rough treatment she was being put through. Starsong’s cheeks reddened at the lewd, hot sight and despite wanting to stay and shamelessly clop herself while she watched the show, she forced herself to move on so she could prepare for the meeting Luna had requested of her.

“Mistress Starsong!”

Starsong paused as a mare dressed in a skimpy french maid’s outfit, with her tail tied into her mane forcing her pussy to be on constant display, rushed forward looking upset and stressed out. For a moment she feared one of the guests in her hotel had gone too far with acting out their fantasies on the maid, but she quickly cast her worries aside. Everypony, including workers and guests, had signed a strict contract which protected everyone’s anonymity, and their physical wellbeing. If a hotel guest was putting a staff-member, or anypony, through something they felt uncomfortable with, all they had to do was say their established safe-word and the security ponies would be notified. Should the safe-word be said once more, the security ponies would descend on the offending guest, subduing and arresting them in an instant.

Starsong unfurled her fake wings, giving the distressed maid a comforting smile as she pulled her into soft hug, wrapping her wings around the mare, the magic in them making them feel real. “What’s the matter, my sweet darling?” she cooed, in a soft, comforting voice filled with maternal concern and love. The maid relaxed and snuggled further into Starsong’s warm, comforting embrace sniffling a few times as she nuzzled into Starsong’s chest, staining her gray fur with tears.

“I-I... Ummmm...” She whimpered looking away from Starsong’s gaze. “I-it’s my sister, she’s in the hospital and I can’t keep up with her medical expanses! C-can you please give me a raise? At least until my sister is better. O-otherwise I could lose the house, all my belongings...”

“Shhhhhhhh... Hush now,” Starsong softly hugged the mare tighter, stroking a calming hoof through the maid’s mane and down her sides. “Everything will be okay.” She pulled back a little to give the mare that loving smile of hers. “I’ll pay for your sister’s medical bills sweet heart, afterwards I’ll take a percentage out of every second paycheck to cover the loan. Is that okay?”

The maid cried with relief, leaning up to wrap her forelegs around Starsong’s neck and gratefully nuzzle and kiss her cheek with genuine affection.“T-thank you, Mistress! Thank you so much. I-I wish there was something I could do to repay you!”

Starsong giggled, returning the maid’s loving nuzzles and kisses. “There is one thing,” she said, quite mysteriously, smirking a little at the confused expression forming on the maid’s face. “I want you to ask that stallion you’re always talking about out on a date.” She winked at the maid playfully. “Who knows? Maybe he’ll enjoy the same kinks as you?” The maid blushed quite brightly and Starsong sent her back to her duties cleaning the pools of cum from the orgy off the floor in the sexy lounge with her tongue.

Smiling a bit brighter then before, she took the elevator to the very top floor of her hotel. Unlike the rest of the Hotel, this floor wasn’t dedicated to helping ponies live out their sexual fantasies and giving them a safe place to indulge in their kinks without the risk of being judged. This top floor was for own personal use. She used it to meet with her patients that had already finished their therapy with her, but wanted her to continue looking after them one day out of the week. She was happy to accommodate them. After all, that’s what a mother does for her foals.

After unlocking her office door, and stepping into the spacious room she was greeted by a scene of absolute chaos. A group of ten foals were running wildly around her office knocking things over and squabbling with each other over what toys to play with. “Good evening, my little angels,” Starsong greeted warmly, giving the group of foals a loving smile. She placed her saddlebags onto the desk, out of harm’s way from the little terrors, who were all instantly rushing to greet her with nuzzles, snuggles, and kisses. Two pegasus twins valiantly flapped their tiny wings and with some effort they landed on Starsong’s head and began playing with her mane and horn.

“Dwid ywou gwet us swome cwookies and mwilk?” they both asked in perfect, almost creepy union.

Starsong giggled and picked them both up, cradling them in her silver magical aura as she attended to the rest of her ‘children.’ Each and every one of these foals were her patients and victims of extreme abuse, either mental, emotional, physical and in some rare and sad cases, a combination of all three. The abuse her poor angels experienced, was usually done to them by their parents or some other relative. So, she used age-regression spells in her therapy sessions and put herself in the role of a loving, doting mother in order to give her patients the foalhood they never had the chance to experience. Not only did she make them feel safe and secure with her therapy, she gave them new memories to hold on to so they could overcome the darker moments in their early lives. With a little coo of comfort she pulled the group of colts and fillies under her wings, giving a shy, silver furred filly with silver bandages covering eyes a tender, loving kiss on the tip of her nose.

“I did get cookies for you all, yes. Just like I said I would.” She pulled the promised cookies and milk from her saddlebags, and the group of foals all gave excited cheers, holding out their little hoofsies for their choc-chip treats. One brazen thestral colt tried to pounce tackle the cookie bag, only to be caught by Starsong’s quick magic.

“Nwoooooooooo!!” The tiny thestral protested as Starsong held him upside by his tail with her magic. “Want cwookies!!”

“And you will get your cookies, little Onyx. But you have to share with the others, just like we talked about, remember?” She gave the colt an expectant look, waiting for his answer.

Onyx huffed and folded his forelegs over his chest, pouting at Starsong from his upside position. “Fwwwwiiiiiinnnneee,” he whined, rolling his eyes.

Starsong smiled and nodded with satisfaction. “Good boy,” she praised, giving Onyx a loving nuzzle through his mane. She opened the packet of cookies and all the foals looked at Starsong with wide, eager eyes as she handed out two cookies each. She filled their sippy cups with warm milk and soon the little ones were curled up and snuggling with each other, munching happily on their treats. Taking advantage of the brief piece and quiet, she began doing some mundane paperwork before Princess Luna’s arrival.

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“Luna! Have you taken leave of your senses?” Celestia whispered angrily at her sister as the teleportation spell completed. “You have bought us to the Red Light District!? We’re the Princesses of Equestria! We can’t be seen here by our subjects!”

Luna giggled, not sharing her sister’s reservations and concerns of being scene in the less reputable part of their city. She loved it here, being among the thestrals. She didn’t have to deal with the snobby nobles fawning over her, showering her with false flattery and respect, hoping to win her favor and friendship. The only signs of recognition the thestrals gave her was a tiny nod of respect before they went back to ignoring her. She draped a wing over her uncomfortable sister’s back pulling her into a loving hug. “Tell me, what is the matter, Celly? You used to be so open and much less...” she pondered in silence for a moment. “Snobby and prudish.”

Celestia’s pale white cheeks were now tainted with a fierce blush as she discreetly gestured to a thestral mare walking with her beta stallion behind her on a leash and collar. Occasionally the stallion would move forward licking under his alpha’s raised tail causing her to shudder and moan with pleasure. They sidestepped a stallion who had a small collared mare tucked safely under his wing. The little thing was grooming his face and neck with affectionate flicks of her tongue, both were happily purring so loudly she could hear them for several more meters after they passed.

Luna’s eyes widened in realization at the source of her sister’s discomfort and giggled, giving the taller alicorn’s neck a reassuring nuzzle. “This kind of behaviour is completely normal in the thestral community, Celly.” Luna gestured to two thestral mares fiercely making out and clopping with each other right there on the street not caring at all that they were being stared at by the royal princesses. Celestia came to complete stop at the sight and fell onto her rump, her eyes fixated on the couple just shamelessly making out and masturbating each other. She blushed more brightly then ever, before squirming awkwardly and looking away from the lewd sight. Luna gave Celestia a little teasing smirk. “What is the matter, sister? You would not have even blinked twice at such a sight a thousand years ago. Establishing sexual dominance over one’s partner plays a pivotal role in developing and maintaining a thestral’s relationships.”

“Things are different now, Luna. Things such as this.” She gestured at the mares, now laying and rolling around with each other in the ‘69’ position. “Have been banned for the last four hundred hundred years,” she mumbled, with a still deepening blush, focusing all her attention on a particularly interesting flagstone in front of her.

“Oh, yes.” Luna frowned deeply her face a stern, displeased mask. “The Sol Invictus group of religious nuts that worship you so devoutly have been making quite the fuss in court about this kind of behaviour.” She huffed with annoyance. “I grow tired of these ponies trying to undermine me and force my Nocturn Children out of the city.” She took a deep, calming breath and gave her sister a kiss on her flaming cheek. “You should spend some time here getting to know the thestral community better, while I visit with Starsong. I'm sure if you involved yourself more with them, they'll start warming up to you.”

Celestia perked her eyebrow for a moment. “What, I do not get to come with you and meet this Starsong?” she asked, with mock offense.

Luna gave a little shrug. “Perhaps I shall introduce you to Starsong once I have finished conducting my business with her. My conversation with the doctor is to be strictly confidential.”

Suddenly, two stallions dressed in Lunar Guard armor burst through a window on the third floor of an nearby apartment building, and despite landing heavily on the ground below, in a shower of glass shards, they continued violently wrestling and hissing with each other. A mare pounced down from the same apartment window, shadows writhed flickered around her body and descended on both of the stallions, forcing them into a position of subservience by pressing their cheeks to the ground.. “Enough! Both of you!” She gave each of the stallions a firm spanking on their cutie marks with a riding crop, causing them to squirm and whimper. “If my pets can’t learn to share me properly, I’ll put both your cocks in chastity cages for a month so neither of you can have me!” With a little huff she let the stallions go, the shadows dissolving to mist and stepped away from them sliding the riding crop through her belt around her waist.

“S-sorry, Mistress,” the two stallions mumbled looking ashamedly down at the ground.

Celestia could only blink in complete shock and silence at what she had just witnessed.

“I have to be going now, sister.” Luna said grinning widely at her sister’s obvious embarrassment and discomfort, she continued walking past her guards like everything was completely normal. “Why don’t you go to the Nocturn Tavern? Mingle, have a few drinks, or, tea? It’s not very far, only two streets up on the left.”

“Wha?” Celestia looked positively shocked at Luna. “Don’t leave me here alone!”

“You’ll be fine, Celly.” Luna nuzzled her sister’s cheek reassuringly. “Just try and have some fun for once in your life. I truly believe a night of relaxation, drinking and letting go will do you some good.”

“But...” Luna just smirked and disappeared in flash of blue magic before Celestia could even finish her protest. “Damn you, sister,” she muttered quietly. With a resigned sigh she lit her horn and poured her fiery aura of magic over her entire body. Her mane and tail stopped its ethereal flowing, becoming normal strands of hair. Her body became as small as an average mare and she used an illusion spell to make her wings slowly fade away so she looked like nothing more than an average unicorn. “This is a bad idea,” she muttered darkly to herself, following her sister’s directions to the Nocturn Tavern.

Luna only felt a little bad about leaving her sister in the middle of the red light district, but she was still smirking with amusement as she knocked on the door of the Angel’s Sanctum Hotel. All was quiet for several moments, and she was about to once again knock, when the door was finally answered by a maid, who was taken aback for a moment at seeing the Night Princess. She, or rather, he, on closer inspection, motioned for the princess to come inside. "Please come in Princess, you honor us with your presence." The stallion dressed mare shifted just a little uncomfortably at being seen like this. "Would you like me to take you to Lady Starsong?"

She smiled comfortingly at the femcolt, hoping to put him at ease. “That would be very much appreciated. I have some very important business to discuss with the doctor.” The femcolt maid gestured for Luna to follow, and led the princess to the elevator that would take them upstairs. It took Luna’s complete self-control to keep her wings from flaring up into stiff, massive wing-boners at the sight of the sexily dressed maids wearing skimpy outfits, their tails tied into their mane. Or the mares dressed in latex kitten outfits, snuggling and grooming each other in a room filled with comfortable, body sized pillows. Occasionally, one of the ‘kittens’ would lap at a bowl filled with a creamy white liquid. Luna doubted it was milk.

Once they were on the top floor, the maid knocked loudly on a door. "My Lady? Princess Luna is here to see you," he announced, in a rather cute feminine voice.

"Oh please do come in, Princess!" Starsong called out with controlled excitement, opening the door with her magic. She lay on a massive floor bed set ten inches below the floor, surrounded by sleeping fillies and colts all snuggled safely under her fake wings. “Would you like some tea?" she asked, curiously observing Luna with her piercing ice blue eyes, which shone with motherly love and affection.

Luna stepped into the office, cooing softly at the sight of the adorable foals in Starsong's grasp. “Tea would be lovely, doctor.” She levitated a large pillow from the bed and settled on it, pulling her saddle bags off of her back, ruffling her wings to straighten out her feathers. “I am afraid I asked for this meeting because I have an extremely big favor to ask of you.” She cleared her throat nervously and levitated several files from her saddle bags. “Might we speak in private?”

Starsong looked at the princess for a long moment, and then nodded. "Darling, be a dear and make us some herbal tea?" She requested of the maid with a happy smile. The maid was gone the moment the tea had been requested, closing the door behind himself. “And don’t worry about these little ones.” She leaned down to nuzzle at the floofy group of cute little foals snuggled against her. “I gave them a mild sleeping spell to help them rest properly. So, what do you need from me, Princess?” Starsong eyed the Lunar Guard personnel files wearily. “Another of your Lunar Guard that needs my help?”

“Yes,” Luna confirmed with a nod. “I wish for you to take on the Lunar Guard trainee known as Sable as your patient. This is her disciplinary file.” Luna lay the thickest of the files in front of Starsong. “And this is her personnel file.” The thick file was joined by a much thinner file.

Starsong stared in wide-eyed shock at the files. "I... am pretty sure you can kill somepony if you dropped this disciplinary file on them," she mumbled to herself, opening both files and reading through them, like she had done so many times with previous cases. The contents of the files Luna gave her, helped her a great deal with deciding the best kind of therapy to give a potential patient.

After several minutes spent in silence reading through the files, Starsong finally put them down. "Princess..." she started, looking at the mare, her brows furrowing with deep concern. "With all due respect... are you crazy!? This mare!” She nodded to Sable's disciplinary file. “Needs more than my therapy. I’m pretty sure she might try and strangle me with my own mane if I even tried to use my brand of therapy on her. I would recommend you to sending Miss Sable on to Happy Horn Physiatric Facility!"

Luna gave the mare a small smile. “I am well aware of sable’s... Shortcomings.”

“Short comings?” Starsong interrupted. “She’s psychopathic, violent, and quite frankly, too damaged for me to help!”

“But...” Luna continued speaking as though she hadn’t heard Starsong. “It has taken me a lot of string pulling and favors to bring her this far. She is the most eligible pony I know who can take my Lunar Guard back to their former level of effectiveness.” She sighed a little. “This task will be challenging, but you are the best pony at handing these types of patients.” The maid returned, placing a plate with tea and biscuits down in between the two ponies. And without interrupting left once more.

Starsong smiled a little at the Princess, cooing and comfortingly nuzzling a restless filly with bandaged eyes. "Princess, if you think Sable is worth it, I will trust in your judgment and do my best to help this mare, although... I cannot promise I’ll be effective enough for her.”

Luna nodded her understanding and gratitude, sipping from her tea cup. "Doing your best is all that I can ask. Thank you, Starsong."

Half an hour later, Luna stood in front of the door, holding Starsong in a soft hug. “It was nice catching up with you, Doctor. And ummmmmm...” The princess blushed a little and looked awkwardly down at the ground. “Perhaps when I am not so busy, I shall stay a bit longer in this hotel of yours?” A tingle of excitement ran down her spine at the thought of dropping her royal responsibilities and having a weekend to herself, exploring the kinkier, more passionate and wild sides of sex.

Starsong giggled and pulled back smiling fondly at her friend. “I always keep the Royal Suite ready, should you or your sister decide to do so.” She winked playfully at Luna. “I’m afraid I can’t keep you any longer, Luna. I only have half an hour to get my lunch, then I have to see a few more of my darling patients.”

Luna gave the unicorn a slight bow. “Thank you, once more for your help, Starsong. I left my sister with directions to the Nocturn Tavern, I must rescue her before she gets herself into too much trouble...”

It only took a few moments for Luna to find her sister sitting outside of the Tavern seething with barely repressed anger and humiliation.

“WHAT IN THE SEVEN REALMS OF TARTARUS WERE YOU THINKING SENDING ME INTO THAT TAVERN?!” Celestia screamed angrily at Luna in her Canterlot voice. Luna was completely silent, staring in shock at the state of her sister. Her mane was wild and looked like it hadn’t been brushed in weeks, her muzzle was covered in blood from her freshly healed broken nose, and both her cutie marks were marked with vivid, bright red riding crop whip marks.

“I see you too have learned the hard way what happens to the unfortunate ponies who sit, uninvited, in Night Striker’s bar stool...”