Taking the Sun

Luna held her hand out towards the setting sun.

She stood on a high parapet, the breeze catching and tousling her starry mane and the gown she wore to match. Normally manipulation of the heavenly body of day was not her concern, but she was not above helping out as required. It was the least she could do for entrusting her moon to her sister’s care for nearly a thousand years.

She retracted her gesture, waiting for the sun to complete its dip below the horizon by inertia alone. That orb was somewhat more difficult for her to manipulate, and thus the added attention had been necessary. She waited, giving the sky time to inject itself with the inky dye of night, and smiled appreciatively when her stars began to flare to visible life one by one. Satisfied, she drew the glow of her magic back into her hand, snapped her fingers, and with a spin of her slippers, turned back into her bedroom.

Manipulation of the moon was second nature to Luna. Normally she enjoyed watching it rise – deep somewhere in the private recesses of her mind, the cozy enjoyment of watching the sun slip into hiding was still with her. But there were other matters in hand this night, and soon her regal footsteps were tapping out a rhythm down the cold stone hallways, seeking a source of light and heat. A guard, tired from the mindless toil of his post, straightened with a clattering of armor when she approached.

“What is the hour?” She asked him impatiently. The guard glanced out the window, and quickly covered an expression suggesting he was about to ask his sovereign why she couldn’t look out there herself.

“J-just past dusk Ma’am,” He replied stoically. “May I help you?”

“You are the dayshift keeper of the apartments in this wing?” Luna confirmed.

“Y-yes Ma’am!” The guard snapped to even more rigid attention, feeling the need to elaborate on information Luna certainly had already. “These are the guest apartments for regular or long term VIPs. There is a guard posted at all times.”

Luna waved off the commentary. It was all old news, but she couldn’t help the cool enjoyment of keeping a clearly bored guard on his toes. “Do you know the disposition of Twilight Sparkle? She would be here, yes?”

“Y-yes of course, Your Highness,” The guard stood immediately aside and pointed down the hall. “Second suite on the right, after a left down the third hallway. During shift change I was told she’s having lessons with Princess Celestia tonight.”

Luna’s lip cocked back in a grin. Another piece of information she did not require, but the guard seemed pleased that his job had afforded him at least a cursory bit of privileged knowledge.

“Carry on.”

Luna stepped past the bewildered guard and walked on, until her heel clicks were muffled by the cushy tufts of a receiving rug that graced the private halls. She rapped once on the indicated door, not expecting an answer, and then lit a small glow of magic around her ear. Turning her head to the side, her augmented hearing picked up exactly what she expected, amidst the slip and rustle of satin sheets.

“…nngh…o-ohh…p-princess…”

“…ah, my st-student…ahh…”

Luna could barely contain the chuckle rolling around in her chest. Had the two of them managed to complete even one regular study session since that fateful night? Luna pushed at the door, found it locked, and lit her magic. With a touch the lock released - she swept in with a straight back and commanding glare.

It was much as she had expected. Twilight’s lodgings – smaller and only slightly less palatial than Luna’s own – featured a comfortable, ample bed tucked into a windowed nook rather than a separate room. The table before the hearth was strewn with books of magic and astrology, but Luna could plainly see by the haphazard scattering of papers that a need to copulate had taken both of her pets by surprise this time. She stood, folded her arms, and merely stared at them haughtily, not bothering to drape the portion of her gown that had slipped back to reveal the nakedness of her supple thigh.

Teacher and student found themselves frozen in Luna’s glare. Twilight, stark naked, her nipples pointed in little peaks, had the familiar enchanted necklace draped over her breasts. She was propped up with pillows into a sitting position, and her insatiable penis was standing tall. Celestia was laying next to her on the far side, half propped up into a comfortable position where her lips could access her students’. Her porcelain fingers were wrapped around Twilight’s throbbing length, which was oozing clear rivulets of viscous fluid from its tip. Around Celestia’s neck was her collar, tagged both by the marks of student and sister, and her leash was wrapped around Twilight’s wrist.

Both of them stared, dumbfounded. Luna only laughed.

“Do not even try to make excuses,” She said heartily. “Both of you are well aware that a weak lock spell such as what was on that door would keep staff out, but would have been easy for me to penetrate. Do not patronize me by feigning surprise.”

Teacher and student glanced at each other. Neither spoke, but Luna could see the resignation in their eyes - it simmered around the edges with rapt excitement for their mistress’s ‘intrusion’.

Luna shook her head, clucked her tongue, and with a sweeping movement, yanked the clasp from her belt and allowed her gown to melt away, exposing her in as much nudity as her companions. “Twilight Sparkle, you are still lax in your lessons,” She declared simply.

Twilight swallowed and glanced at the table, “I…I am? B-but,” she sputtered, “we just finished analyzing Starswirl’s forty-fifth theorem on supernatural relativity, and I even memorized the first eight stanzas of his treatise on paranormal mechanics...”

Luna closed the distance to the bed and reached out to lightly stroke Twilight’s chin. “Not your day lessons. Those of the night. Those of my time.” Without looking at her sister, Luna barked out a sharp order. “Heel.”

Celestia came to life immediately. Removing her hand from Twilight’s spire, she got up on her knees, rested her palms down on her thighs, and straightened her back into a rigidity that would have been the pride of any palace guard. Luna waited until the move was completed to favor her sister with an appraising gaze.

“Though I must admit,” Luna continued,“one of the effects of your time with my sister-slut is both unexpected and delightful.” Without waiting for Twilight to ask, she elaborated, “My pet’s obedience has drastically improved under you. Oh, she still voices her complaints about sleep now and then, but a hand on her back sees her straight to her room and then her bed before she even completes the sour words.” Luna reached out to pinch one of Celestia’s stiff nipples and yank on it. “Isn’t that right, Pet?”

Celestia whimpered, but did not shy away from the assault. She blushed and pushed her chest out a bit more. “…yes Mistress.”

Twilight’s smile was warm. She reached out to stroke one of Celestia’s thighs. Luna raised a brow.

“You see?” Luna commented.“That is precisely what I am talking about.”

Twilight glanced at her own hand, then at Luna. “…what is?”

Luna sunk her rump onto the edge of the bed, crossing her legs over the side, and took Twilight by the chin. Without warning Luna placed her hand on Twilight’s erection and lightly stroked it, while reaching in to claim the student’s lips. The kiss was chaste and brief, but Luna held to the slowness of the movements, and when she pulled back, Twilight’s eyes were hazy.

“You want your teacher to be as happy as possible, don’t you, my other pet?” Luna asked, inches from Twilight’s face.

“…y-yes…v-very much…” Twilight appended, “…Mistress…”

“And you want to experience the greatest heights of bliss, while sharing them with your teacher, lover, and pet, do you not?”

Twilight’s thighs rubbed together, her penis twitching again in Luna’s slack grasp. “…yes of course…”

Luna caressed Twilight’s cheek and angled her face towards Celestia. The Sun was just kneeling there on the bed, trying her best to look demure while maintaining a guard’s posture.

“What is that around my sister’s neck, Pet?”

“…a collar…” Twilight whispered.

“And what is on it?”

“Y-your mark…”

“And?”

“…and my mark…”

Luna drew her lips to Twilight’s ear. She nibbled on the lobe and whispered into it, teasing Twilight’s tip with light touches as she kept her attention on Celestia’s silent, patiently watching form.

“You were letting her use her hands, weren’t you,” Luna cooed. Twilight swallowed.

“…yes…”

Luna made a tsk-ing noise. “You could be sharing much more with her. My sister is weary under the burden of her station for so many millennia.” Luna kept the touches going as she explained, focusing on the gradual, heavier rising and falling of Twilight’s breasts. “She looks to me to put her in her place – to make her a proper whore and slutty pet, who only obeys and has no responsibilities other than to perform under me.” Luna softened to a whisper-

“…now, she looks to you for that too. Her little sister, and her student. She wants us to be her betters, as we know we are.”

Luna turned sharply to look at Celestia. “Arouse yourself, Pet.”

Celestia didn’t hesitate. She parted her thighs, slipping a hand down to the already damp flower between them. Massaging her own button, she began to masturbate herself, squeezing at each of her own breasts until her lazy nipples stood firm again. Luna slid to a corner of the bed, but not before taking Twilight’s hand and placing it on her own length, making her stroke herself until the hand moved on its own.

“Now,” Luna grinned, “We are going to have a lesson. Watch each other.”

Celestia and Twilight, who were each touching themselves, watched the other do so. One stroked a penis while the other dug at a vaginal opening, but both of them moved their free hands over their breasts with an almost synchronized approach, touching themselves in time with the movements of the other. Luna waited until each of them were silent save for telltale gasps of desire.

“Pet,” Luna said calmly. “Where does your Mistress belong?”

“Inside me, Mistress,” Celestia responded instantly.

Luna made sure Celestia could see the look of disapproval she flashed. “Is that where you were placing Mistress Twilight before?”

“…no…”

Luna nodded, stroking Twilight’s distracted head. “Correct it then. For her pleasure, not yours.”

Celestia nodded. Taking her hands from herself, she collected her lithe curves and slunk down between Twilight’s legs, stroking her student’s thighs, hips, and rump. Luna placed her hand on Twilight’s hand and pulled it away from her erection, just as Celestia began to lick Twilight’s foreskin like a dog.

“O-ohh—” Twilight moaned. Luna made a shushing noise.

“Do not make your arousal so obvious in front of your pet,” Luna instructed. “Make her work for it.”

Twilight bit her lip and quieted, but she lacked Luna’s control, and thus her desire manifested as quivers in her shoulders and hips instead. Slowly Celestia enveloped Twilight’s tapered head, tightening her lips such that Twilight felt as it she was piercing a virgin hole.

“Nngh…”

Luna put a staying hand on Twilight’s chest. “Your pet is pleasuring you. This is what she is for. Do you want more?”

“Yes…”

“Do you want it now?” Luna continued.

“…y-yes, ahh…”

“Then what are you waiting for?” Luna lifted Twilight’s hand and placed it on Celestia’s head. “She is slow. Performing badly. Correct her. She will not be upset by it.”

Twilight pushed another dollop of clear pre-seed into Celestia’s mouth. She watched the crown princess carefully tracing each of the veins of her penis as she went slowly down.

In that moment, it occurred to Twilight that Luna was right.

Twilight’s eyes narrowed. Her fist closed around Celestia’s pastel locks, and she yanked as hard as she could, eliciting a whine from the princess.

“Faster,” Twilight squeaked. “…deeper!”

Celestia pushed herself down, swallowing to the halfway point before the sudden piercing of her palette caught up with her. Inadvertently she let out a gagging noise, but she fought the reflex and gave herself to the hunger of obedient lust.

Luna snerked. “I wouldn’t put up with weakness like that if I were you, ‘Mistress Twilight’.”

Twilight yanked herself further up into a sitting position. She reached out and placed her hand firmly atop Celestia’s head. She then pressed down, obliging her teacher to bear the weight while forcing her to accept more and more of her Mistress’s penis down her throat.

“..nglk…nnmmnk—“ Celestia’s reflexes complained, but she opened her eyes and offered Twilight a look that spoke volumes.There with her student’s hand on her head, and penis deep in her mouth, the Sun Princess signaled that the last thing she wanted was to be let up for air.

Twilight’s grin went wicked. She pushed until Celestia’s nose was brushing her abdomen, and watched as her teacher choked slightly - filling herself with her student’s alluring scent. Twilight relaxed her arm slightly to allow her teacher room to bob, but kept her to a certain ceiling, not letting her pull her head back too far.

“S-swallow it,” Twilight fought through the bliss to issue commands, “S-swallow me down, s-slut…” She tasted the word on her lips as though it were a new flavor of ice cream. “You’re not getting up until m-my seed is…down in your tummy…”

“Thaaat’s better,” Luna sat on her haunches and smiled, casually watching the lovers mate again. “You must not be afraid to be a leader, Twilight Sparkle. Your pet is a beast of burden, such as…” Luna thought about it and brightened, “Such as a horse or a pony. If you would call others to your banner and lead them, you must be able to control this creature of yours while giving her exactly what she wants at the same time. You are her subject, her student, her mistress, and her lover.”

“Ngh…” Twilight continued to control the bobbing, thrusting Celestia’s head down roughly over and over, “…hahh…I-I’m the m-mistress…s-serve me p-pet…nnghh…”

Luna went on, “She is your steed. Her gagging is just the wild bucking of an untamed pony. Mount her. Ride her. Break her in.” She began to stroke Twilight’s soft raspberry stripes again, feeling the perspiration clear through them. “I will be your teacher – your guide. I will show you how to get the most of your pet, while making her glow with adoration every moment she is in your presence.”

Twilight felt…powerful. She pulsed again, feeding more pre-ejaculate into her pet, but Celestia’s swirling tongue, warm cheeks, and desperation to perform were quickly pushing her to the edge. The moment she was starting to understand was fast approaching – that instant where breeding males were forced to pause and instinctively pierce their host to the core, to provide the best chance for insemination.

A shock went off in Twilight’s brain, and somewhere in the haze of passion, a single moment of crystal clarity graced her complicated, studious mind. Cracking her eyelids, her dim gaze fell on Princess Celestia – the sovereign who had been her mentor, her guide, and her closest confidant, in times both good and bad. She was the one Twilight felt she could share anything with, even moreso than with her own brother or her parents. Despite that, it occurred to Twilight how many nights she had spent desperately petting herself to the thought of her mentor doing…exactly what she was doing, right that very moment. She couldn’t remember a time in her life, past the age where she could understand, that the latent desire for her teacher’s love hadn’t meant something more to her.

And now, here she was.

Twilight gazed weakly at the leash wrapped around her neck, and the mark on her pet’s collar that branded her property. She yanked on it, just to see Celestia’s rhythm break...the Sun’s eyes remained averted, but somehow, despite her toil, Twilight could see Celestia’s cheeks brighten in a smile. Teacher and student, exploring a new subject, were both filled with the promise of the intimacy of the future. Twilight could feel the waves of elation scorch her nerves like lightning. Her penis became the focal point of her entire body, and the pleasure from her teacher, teasing her veins and swallowing her deep, became her whole world.

Her eyes opening wide, Twilight pulled her hand off of Celestia, sat up straight, and grabbed the sides of the Sun’s head roughly, clamping and forcing Celestia down to the hilt. All movement ceased save for the churning in Twilight’s core. She cried out, threw her head back, and bucked her hips in Celestia’s face, wildly coating her teacher’s insides with rope after rope of steaming semen.

Celestia’s eyes snapped shut. She let out a whimper, followed by a gagging noise in response to the force behind her student’s insistence. She knew little of the magic that had created Twilight’s organ, but suffice to say, she was becoming used to the idea that every eruption from it was as though it had been throbbing with need for weeks. With every pulse of Twilight’s girth, another batch of creamy warmth flooded Celestia’s throat. She thrashed slightly at first, but eventually found her stride, tucking Twilight’s tip deep into the back of her throat and milking her student’s veiny shaft for all it had to offer.

When Twilight felt as though she had emptied her entire body into the cozy receptacle, she collapsed on her back. Her hand found the leash she hadn’t even realized she’d lost hold of somewhere in the throes of passion - she gripped it and yanked, staying Celestia’s head and forcing her back down.

“…sw-swallow Pet…” Twilight panted, her chest pumping furiously, “…swallow it all down and Mistress will let you up…n-no enjoying the taste…y-you were bad earlier…”

Luna raised a brow and grinned. Twilight was indeed a fast learner. Luna didn’t even need to encourage her to penetrate as deeply as she could, to deny Celestia the joy of the taste on her tongue as a response for being too slow before.

At length the swallowing ceased. Twilight’s hold on the leash slackened, and Celestia sat up on her knees, wheezing out a breath and blinking as though she had just been underwater. Luna came up behind her sister and took to massaging her shoulders.

“Shhh,” Luna cooed, “you made amends for your mistake admirably. Your Mistresses are both proud of you.”

Twilight nodded her agreement weakly, without getting up. Celestia beamed, brightening.

“…oh thank you Mistresses…”

Luna took her time, favoring her sister with a relaxing rub out of her tension. Eventually she patted her sister’s rump and spoke. “You must be tired, it has been a long day. I have some duties to attend to tonight. You will sleep with your other Mistress.” As Luna spoke, she lowered her sister’s body to its side next to Twilight, who was sprawled on her back and already dozing.

“Sleep with your Mistress,” Luna repeated, “And take some time before your busy day as a princess tomorrow to pleasure her awake. It will put a spring in your step for the rest of the day.”

Celestia smiled warmly, tousling the bangs of her mostly unconscious student. “I will, Mistress.” She glanced at Luna out of the corner of her eye, adding-

“…thank you, little sister.”

Luna slipped off the bed and retrieved her gown. “There is no need to say it. You know I love you very much. You will always have this release, my dear sister, so long as I can help it.”

A full minute later, Luna closed the door on the two lovers, clicking the magic lock shut on their somber, sleeping smiles.