Nightmare's Pets

Fluttershy’s ear twitched as she heard steps outside of her room. It wasn’t the first time she’d heard them, but she still flinched. Every time could mean Nightmare, and when she finally came, the shy mare would need to make a good few hard decisions. Decisions she didn’t want to face, especially with the images that still were in her mind.

Twilight had almost done it. Almost ended this servitude for them. She’d been able to see that much, but what she had seen afterwards… She could tell that the magic there was against anything Fluttershy had worked with before, and was likely able to destroy whole forests, if focused in that way.

The door to her room clicked as the lock was undone, bringing Fluttershy out of her thoughts. It gently swung open, glowing while it did so. At first, the shy mare didn’t know why, before a long, painful screech came away from it. Even Nightmare, the pony who was walking in, winced at the noise. “I’ll need to turn that down for you, if not off.”

Fluttershy blinked at the statement, before drawing her knees closer to herself. She didn’t have her shirt back, but curled up on her bed like she was, they were better covered than her arms ever could ever try to do. Not that it mattered in front of her ‘mistress’. “Wh-why?”

Nightmare glanced over, having switched out her dress for much more informal clothing. Now she was in a pale, purple shirt, along with a long, black skirt. She smiled at Fluttershy, stepping into the room as her magic brought silver platters in. Immediately the room was filled with the smell of roasted flowers, grilled sandwiches, and she could even see four, large, chocolate shakes on them.

The ruler sat on the other end of Fluttershy’s bed, the food placing itself between them as the door closed. Nightmare took ahold of one of the sandwiches, swiftly biting into it, before giggling. “To show that it’s safe, in case you were afraid of any sort of poisons or drugs that would warp your mind.”

Fluttershy frowned, only becoming more confused. Where was the armor? Where was the intimidation? Where was the molestation? She still didn’t move towards the food, but instead curled up tighter, becoming more scared as her confusion grew.

Nightmare took a sip of one of the milkshakes, before letting out a sigh, and standing up. She shut her eyes, and for a moment, all the light in the room disappeared.. When it came back, it was only enough for Fluttershy to see Nightmare’s face, which was less than a foot away.

The alicorn’s hand shot out, now covered in an armored glove, and grabbed Fluttershy’s chin, forcing her to look her in the eye. “Yes, I am your mistress, and the ruler of the night. I could kill you in a blink of an eye, torture you for thousands of hours until your mind snapped and you groveled at my feet, or simply rummage inside of that head of yours until nothing was left but devotion for me. Do you know why I don’t do this?”

Fluttershy trembled at the show of power, barely choking out, “No,” as she tried to figure out what she had done wrong.

And, just as fast as before, the lights went out, and then came back on, with Nightmare now looking to the ground. “Because then you are no better than the rocks I talked to for a thousand years. You do as I say because I tell you to, without anything that makes you unique. The only change is that you’re warm.”

Fluttershy swallowed hard, but not out of only fear. She had heard of the tale of Nightmare Moon and could only imagine what a thousand years of loneliness could be like. What if she were a slave because it made her safe? Fluttershy could see the enjoyment in that, as then you could know that the one you held close would never hurt you.

Just like what she would receive so long as she behaved.

Fluttershy slowly lowered her legs, trying not to care about her chest being revealed again. Luckily, in here, it was only her and the one she had to please, so it was a touch easier to cope with. She then took a sandwich and nibbled on it, before realizing how ravenous she was, and devouring it.

Nightmare watched the break in manners, before her horn glowed. She could feel what her magic did as it gently caressed the underside of Fluttershy’s large bosom. It was one that even she had to envy, though she wouldn’t tell that to a normal pony. She had no faults in the eyes of most, except for being evil of course. “I do hope you’re enjoying the food.”

Fluttershy brought her head up, in the middle of biting into some of the roasted flowers, before blushing, both at the lack of her manners, and the subtle touch on her breast. “Um, well, I, uh-”

Nightmare raised a hand, smiling as she did so. “It’s fine. What I wish of you is a friend, so please, don’t worry about manners in front of me. So long as you behave, you’ll make me happy.”

Fluttershy took a small sip of the smooth, chocolate milkshake, unable to deny the food was quite good. Would the others be given such treatment, or… “Do… Do I get all of this because I began to strip?”

Nightmare leaned against the wall, raising a hand to mimic the caress of Fluttershy’s cheek that her magic did now. “Yes, my little slave. Shows of obedience, loyalty, and submission will make me happy. And, in case you were worried about it, you keeping your skirt didn’t hurt you in the throne room. That was an overestimation on my part of your capabilities.”

Fluttershy fidgeted at the words. They were a bit off, more like what a boss would say about an employee. The gestures shown to her were what Rarity described in her romance novels though, even if a touch more casual than those usually. It only brought on more of the confusion she’d had before. Nightmare seemed open to questions though… “Is there a possibility of me not being a slave?”

“No!” Nightmare’s hand instinctively cloaked itself with its armor, scarring the stone wall as she bared her teeth. Seeing Fluttershy reel back, she realized her mistake and almost immediately dismissed the magic. “No, no, that’s not…”

She pinched the bridge of her nose, growling slightly at her mistake. “Look, Fluttershy, I… I can never let you get away from the title. It’s something for me. Your duties could change though, from a mare at my hip to… one I hold in my bed.”

Fluttershy’s cheeks became bright at the more romantic implication, before glancing at Nightmare. It wasn’t that the mare wasn’t pretty. In fact, much like Celestia, she was breathtaking. Her bosom was only a touch smaller than her own, she had well toned arms and legs instead of her noodles, and the illusory, dark blue mane that flowed around her head…

Fluttershy almost broke down to tears as she heard Rainbow’s frantic whispers in her ear. That they would be tricked, used, and one day abused. That’s what evil did, and it’s what would happen one day, no matter what promises were made to them. Still, she didn’t dare cry in front of Nightmare, so as to not upset her mistress. Instead, she decided to go along with the thought, hoping that that might help. “That doesn’t sound so bad.”

Nightmare glanced over at Fluttershy, a soft smile on her lips, before sending the food away to one of the few bits of shelving that were along the stone walls. She then patted the spot beside her and cooed, “Now, come over here, after you lose that pesky skirt of yours.”

Fluttershy paled at the order, before internally sighing. She should have known this would come soon enough, even if most of the rest of her mistress’s visit had been so pleasant.

She slowly stood, all too aware of the eyes that were on her, before reaching down. She didn’t bother asking about her panties, knowing that this was more to get her to a normal state that Fluttershy expected herself to be in most of the time. Without ceremony, or grace, neither of which she could have done even if she was trying anyways, she slid them down.

Nightmare’s eyes widened a little more as she saw the long, long legs that Fluttershy had beneath the skirt, and wondered for a brief moment if the mare might have neared her own height. It would go better with her large assets, which were gifted to her round, motherly hips. They did have a slight bit of fluff to them, just like the rest of Fluttershy’s body, but it was by no means a complaint for her. No, for what Nightmare had in mind for the pegasus, it was perfect.

Fluttershy slowly sat beside Nightmare, shivering from a slight draft that ran through the room. Of course, her face shared none of the cold that the rest of her body felt. She couldn’t help but slide one arm over her chest while the other snaked down to cover her inner thighs, all in a futile attempt to hide her bare form.

Nightmare cooed slightly as she reached out, gently letting her fingers graze the top of Fluttershy’s left breast, before moving away. They brushed against the other mares shoulder, where their touch became firmer. Fluttershy hid her face behind her hair as they pressed along her side, letting her feel the strength that laid behind the ruler’s arm, even if the current touch was kind.

And finally, they reached the bottom of back, and Fluttershy tensed, ready to be groped. Instead, the hand trailed back up slightly, before resting on her thigh. Sure, it was close to her most private place, but it was also comfortably away from it as well. Or, at least, for where it was, it gave Fluttershy some comfort.

Nightmare’s other hand crossed across both of their bodies, turning Fluttershy’s head towards her own. The ruler’s eyes were soft as they looked into the scared mare’s own set. A slight smile slipped over Nightmare’s features, before she whispered, “Do you ever plan to run?”

Fluttershy opened her mouth, before pausing. Her instinct was simply to say no, but she remembered Rainbow’s words. How she would find a way out for the two of them, and then they could be free. But, after that, what would they do then? Nightmare had let them know the futility of escape, or hope, or… anything. Fluttershy shut her eyes, unable to stop the tear that fell down her cheek as she said, “No.”

Nightmare watched as Fluttershy’s arms fell to her sides, and sighed, despite knowing that this had to happen. The pegasus in front of her may be the best of the three, but that made her the best in a bad situation. It would take time for her to enjoy all of this.

The alicorn came closer to Fluttershy, their bodies only inches apart now at any point, before her hand slid between the other mare’s thighs. Fluttershy immediately jumped at the touch, whimpering as she felt a finger stroke her pink lips.

Nightmare let out a small hushing sound right next to Fluttershy’s ear, her hand thankfully stopping as she did so. She then looked back into the shy mare’s eyes and whispered, “I can make it easier to enjoy. Make it feel better. Would you like that?”

The confusion in Fluttershy’s head began again at this point. Nightmare hadn’t undressed yet, so it would be fairly hard to do what she expected her duty to be at the moment, and why did her pleasure matter? Sure, there was a romantic tone to what Nightmare did, but that didn’t change their relationship.

Right?

Fluttershy swallowed hard, made more difficult by the finger that now moved and prodded her nethers again. Her face felt like a Hearthswarming light that was about to blow from their current position. Still, that shouldn’t stop her from trying to enjoy this, instead of just avoid pain…

She shut her eyes, her head becoming increasingly in pain as her thoughts warred against each other. What she was thinking was wrong, even if she might become safe through them. She was a slave. Nopony enjoyed being a slave. It was wrong!

Looking into the concerned eyes in front of her though, she couldn’t quite remember the reason why. She swallowed hard, before breathing out, “Yes.”

Nightmare considered pulling her hand away and calling this enough for a moment, before pushing it away. She may adore the shy mare, but she was still the master, and she couldn’t completely forget that. It would be too easy to be hurt again.

Fluttershy gasped as she felt a magical shock go through her, as well as two fingers that dove into her slit. The magic did help, making her body extra sensitive to her mistress’s touch. She could tell every knuckle, wrinkle, and slight twitch of those two digits as they made their way deeper into her.

Her moans began somewhat against her own will, made worse by the fact that her heaving chest caused her nipples to brush against her mistress’s t-shirt. The friction made her needy body cry out for Nightmare’s actual touch. For her to be groped, despite the other side of Fluttershy screaming at the thought of anypony doing that.

And then, the third finger slipped its way into her nethers. It was tight in there now a the three squirmed and writhed, teasing her folds relentlessly. At least to Fluttershy, Nightmare’s years of self practice made her amazing at the act, and she could feel herself wanting to peak. Wanting to give in completely to her mistress’s touch, even if she knew it was wrong.

And then, she heard, whispered in her ear, “Kiss me.”

It happened before Fluttershy could properly react. Everything did really. She was pushed against the wall, her own lips locked against Nightmare’s. The alicorn quickly pushed her tongue into Fluttershy’s, wrapping it around the shy mare’s own muscle in a deep, deep kiss.

And the coup de gra, the thing that sent Fluttershy spiraling into the pleasure of it all, was Nightmare’s naughty thumb. It pressed firmly against her clit, sending similar sparks as the kiss, flooding her body with pleasure. She shut her eyes, giving herself to it, not even caring about how she soiled the sheets with her own arousal. She was only happy that the first mare to touch her like this could make it all she had hoped. Fluttershy even forgot about the situation she was in as her eyes closed, and her consciousness went away with her sight.

Nightmare pulled away, panting as she let a trail of saliva hang between them. She knew it wasn’t entirely Fluttershy’s choice to have complied with the kiss, but the shy mare hadn’t even resisted against her, which was almost as good as having heard her say yes would have.

She glanced back down to her sleeping mare, and smiled for a moment. So beautiful, but so innocent. Nightmare was all too glad that she didn’t have to harm this one. Didn’t have to do anything terrible to her to begin getting her like this.

Leaning back, Nightmare felt something press against her backside, and sighed as she pulled it out. In her hands was a fine, leather collar with the word ‘Fluttershy’ on it. It was the mare’s collar, proof of her servitude. Proof of what their relationship actually was, instead of the dream Nightmare had in mind.

She stared at it for a long moment, before standing and turning to the door. She slammed it open, almost taking a guard out in the process, before she turned to the poor thestral that stood there. Nightmare extended the collar to him, before commanding, “Take this to my apprentice, and tell her to make a white dress for the mare on the collar. And, if she asks any questions, tell her that it’s a gift, for good behavior, on both of theirs parts. Understood?”

The guard nodded fervently, before sprinting past her. Nightmare watched him go, making sure she stood tall until he was out of view. The moment he was, her shoulder slumped with the weight of the knowledge of what her other two visits would be like.

Twas the price of being the ruler though, and she would not live without the rewards of a ruler simply because it was a little hard. Besides, Harmony ad already shown her that it didn’t hate her being a ruler, otherwise she would never have had Fluttershy.

She would have had three cunts to punish otherwise, instead of just two to have their places show to, she thought as her hand drifted to her back pocket, and the two other collars that awaited her slaves.