Dark's Altar Days

I grabbed my drink and went into the front room. The girls were sitting on the couch, still blushing on what I found. I sat across from them and said, “Every day all of ya are going to have chores, and on the weekdays, I’m going to help one of you bathe since I don’t have a big tub. You will not answer the door or the phone. If you need something, write it down. Your dirty clothes will be done on Saturday. That’s all for now, but I might have more rules later on. You all may now go to your room.

As they were walking away, something dawned on me. How far can this altar magic go? I know that I can give them commands and all, but what else can I do. I called out, “Fleetfoot, could you come here and bring a gag?” A moment later, Fleetfoot was standing in front of me with one of her gags in her hand. I took it out of her hand and said as I headed to my room, “follow me, and each step, you will feel more and more aroused.”

With each step, I could hear her breathing quickly gain speed until it sounded like she was hyperventilating. When I got there, I sat down and turned around to see Fleetfoot standing there, shaking from being unable to relieve herself. I smiled at her and said as I walked over to my bag, “kneel in front of the bed and open your mouth.”

I opened my bag to find the wood that was inside the temple a bit scratched, but readable, “- So far, all we figured out that the altar sucks out almost everything of the body and soul through ‘pleasuring’ it’s victims until all that is left is an empty shell.”

I got up and looked at Fleetfoot. She was on her knees, staring at the wall, with her mouth open so wide that she could catch flies if she wanted to, but she probably wouldn’t. I sat down on the bed, grabbed the gag and placed the ball in her mouth, then I said as I reached around her head to fasten the gag around her head to muffle the moans until I could find a unicorn that could to a perfect sound barrier and would keep the wonderbolts a secret, “close your mouth around the gag and you won’t feel as aroused as before.” She closed her mouth and her shaking slowed down. I mentally noted that I could change their arousal. Maybe their personality as well.

I was laying on my bed, then I got an idea. I sat up, and propped myself up with my pillows and said,”Strip off your clothes and pleasure me.”

She got up off of her knees and started taking off her clothes. Once she was done, she climbed up seductively, grabbed my pants and underwear with one grabbed and pulled them off. My dick sprang up, and she licked her lips and engulfed almost the whole thing. She started out slow then she started to gain speed. I leaned my head back and clenched my teeth, but not in pain, but in pleasure. I didn’t want to give it to her yet. When I was close I grabbed the back of her head and thrust her head all the way on, and cummed. It roared out of me and into her mouth. She gulped it down like it was the only liquid for a while. Once I was done she got off and stood at attention. I looked up at her and said, “Head to bed and get some sleep.”

As she was walking out the door, I got into my pajamas and headed to bed. I opened my eyes to see that I was dreaming about the gala. Then I heard a voice come from behind me, “Hello, Dark, I would like to have a talk with you.”

I turned around to see Luna standing there with a stern yet questionable look on her face. I gulped quietly and said, “Sure, what is it you want to talk to me about.”

Luna walked towards me while my dream disappeared behind her. When she was right in front of me, she said, “A guard went to the campsite where you and the wonderbolts were staying, but the pony in charge says that you never made it there, and one of my guards say he saw you in Canterlot the same day you were supposed to be at the camp. Care to explain?”

I shrugged and said, “I don’t know what you’re talking about, I’m watching the wonderbolts like Celestia asked me.”

She glared at me and was about to say something, but my alarm clock was going off. I jolted awake and sighed, saved by the alarm. I got up and started packing. After I was done, I headed outside my room to smell a musty smell. I opened Spitfire’s door, to get hit with the smell full force. I guess they haven’t showered in two days. I walked up to her and said, “Grab your stuff, follow me to the bathroom, and get undressed.” She opened her eyes and stood up. I went to the bathroom to get the water started. Once it was filled, I shut off the water, turned around, and almost jumped out of my skin. Spitfire was standing right behind me. I got out of the way and motioned her to get in. She stepped in and sat down in the tub. I went to the closet and grabbed a bucket, then I came back, filled it with water, and poured it on her. She just sat there, like nothing happened. I grabbed the shampoo, spread it across her breast, and said as I placed shampoo in my hand and started slathering it on her back, “rub the shampoo, that’s on your breast, all over your front.” As she was doing her front, I lathered her back, wings, and hair. Once we were done slathering, I grabbed the bucket of water and poured it on her. I stood up and said, “Get out of the tub, remember what I did to wash you, get the others and bathe them. She stood up and headed out. I went to the kitchen to figure out what I was going to do with them, Luna could figure out where I live, and Celestia knows where I live. Then I figured out where we could hide and have enough room for them.

After everyone was bathed, dressed, and packed. I grabbed my bags and headed to the cart I’ve taken and started piling the bags in. After that was done. I said to the wonderbolt, “One by one, I want you all to pile in the cart with the cloaks on to hide who you are. Don’t make eye contact with anypony.” They piled in and I headed to the gate.

When no one was looking, I piled the bags into the back of the train and attached the cart to the back of the train. Then we got in and sat down, trying to avoid suspicion.