In the Dark of the Night

Everything was wrong.

Dusk ran, the empty hallways and corridors of Canterlot Palace looking familiar yet strange to him. Each corner took him to yet another room in the Lunar Wing of the palace. Behind him, the hallway faded into dark mist. Heart pounding, Dusk could hear the shrieking laughter of some infernal spirit.

A sharp pain, like a whip, flared across his back. Yelping, he took off sprinting again, wrenching open a door and hurling himself through. This time, he stood before the Royal Gardens, with the statue of Eris, bringer of Chaos stood. The statue leered at him, Eris seeming to swirl before being replaced by a sculpture of the moon, tinged red.

No, no, nonononono... where am I? This is... this isn't right!

Turning around, Dusk found himself before the large double doors leading to the Throne Room. There were no guards outside, just as this entire palace seemed to be abandoned. Pushing open the doors, Dusk took one step before screaming as he fell. An endless void, filled with creatures snarling and snapping at him as he fell lasted for ages until he landed hard on his hands and knees. Once again, he was before the thrones.

The throne he knew best, the Solar throne, lay in ruins. Broken pieces littered the ground while the seat itself was tipped over backwards. The other one, only recently restored to the Throne Room, was occupied. Upon it sat the tallest mare he had ever seen, even taller than Celestia. She was nude save for armor designed more for erotic appeal than protection, but seemed to wear her skin more comfortably than clothing. Lacking a codpiece, her large cock flopped down between her legs, leaving only the faintest hint of the marehood behind it.

Her coat was as black as midnight in December, while her eyes were slitted like a dragons. Wickedly sharp teeth filled her grinning mouth as she looked down. At her feet, chained, were a battered looking Celestia and Gleaming Shield, both of them leaking something from between their legs. Even with the very air itself feeling odd to Dusk, as if this wasnt supposed to be, he recognized the figure on the throne.

"Ah, my dear, sweet Dusk Shine. Our' slave's most faithful student, I see. What, trapped in here with little ol' me?" she crooned, leaning forward. Dusk attempted to rise, only to find himself frozen in position. He couldn't move, no matter how hard he tried, and her words flowed like syrup over him; sweet and sharp, yet hiding a sickly aftertaste. Celestia groaned, earning another kick as Nightmare Moon stood up, chanting.

"Power granted to One more Fitting, By our Contract filled, Permitting.

Lost and Alone I walk the Night, The terrors and creatures that I must Fight.

Give us now what we desire the most,

In return... we shall be your host."

Nightmare Moon put her hand under Dusk's chin. Raising it up, she smirked down at him. "These words were spoken last one thousand and two years ago, on this very night. Our spirit was formed, that of Nightmare Moon. Infernal Desire and Lunar Light, the one you now know as Luna, made a pact. In exchange for his freedom, he agreed to merge his soul with Luna's to create Nightmare Moon, a being with traits from either... and powers from both."

Dusk tried to find his tongue, only to fail at having any words come to his mouth. Unconcerned, Nightmare continued.

"You made a promise, dear Dusk. Anything, anything at all. Our debt to you may now be paid... but a promise is a promise, right?" she whispered, leaning next to his ear. A flash of pain erupted in it as she nipped him, before standing back up and giving a cold laugh. "Now... this night may not last forever, so let us make of it what we can... shall we?" she said. A great weight lifted off of Dusk's body, and he felt himself able to move again. He had not done more than rise to a kneeling position before something warm whacked him across the face. Blinking, his nostrils were assaulted by a smell he usually associated with cleaning up his own messes... his eyes crossing as he looked down his muzzle, he could see her foot-long shlong, already half-hard, dangling in front of him.

"I- L-Luna?" he croaked, finding his voice again. Once more the cold laugh assailed his ears before two hands found their way to the back of his head.

"Get your treat, little stallion... or are you intimidated? We wouldn't want anything to happen to dear Celestia, would we? Or even your sister?"

Gleaming Shield looked up, eyes dull. Nightmare's horn glowed menacingly, and with a gulp, Dusk closed his eyes, leaning forward to give a hesitant sniff. It was... kinda musky smelling, was his first thought. His second was that he could hardly believe he was even CONSIDERING doing such a perverse act... until her voice sounded again.

"Don't be shy, little thing! You were quite happy to fuck your sister, and even your teacher. What's wrong with this?"

Dusk flinched as her left hand left the back of his head, allowing her to flick him on the nose. Opening his mouth to protest, it was quickly filled with something other than a nice retort. His eyes bulged as several inches of throbbing flesh were force-fed to him, instantly pushing up against the back of his throat. He gagged and tried to pull away, only to be stopped as Nightmare Moon forced him deeper. Looking down his muzzle and trying to breath through his nose, he could see that there were still two or three inches left to take... and that she seemed determined to use him.

Her powerful hips pulled back, allowing him a brief respite before pistoning back forward. This time, Dusk felt something give in the back of his throat as, with a slight ache, the flared head forced its way into his gullet. She gave a sigh and paused to enjoy the feeling, looking down at the powerful mage she had reduced to a simple cocksleeve. Eyes flashed in the dark around both of them as she grunted, humping again, over and over into Dusk's maw. By now, his mind could hardly process with what was going on. Never before had he even considered doing this sort of thing, or that he would be so... violated.

Never before did he dream that such a thing might arouse him.

Finally she pulled away, strands of his saliva linking him to the end of her girlcock. Gasping for breath, Dusk fell from his knees onto his belly, landing in the soft sheets of Luna's bed. How he got there from the throne room was as lost as his mind by now. Scrabbling madly, he he had nearly made it to the side of the bed before two strong hands grabbed around his (rather small) waist and dragged him back into bed.

"You're not leaving so soon, are you? I would have thought that mine sister's best pupil would know better than to leave his work unfinished..."

Dusk struggled, but he was no match for his captor as Nightmare pushed him onto his back. The softness of the pillows contrasted with her iron-hard grasp as the now fully-naked Queen of the Night loomed over him, pushing his legs aside. "I was always partial to stallions and colts, even when I was only Infernal Desire, you know. Luna inherited my preference for the younger crowd, you know. Unfortunatly, she never inherited this" she said, stroking her still-hard member as she began to push his legs up.

Cheeks burning with shame, and more than a bit of arousal by now, Dusk Shine could only watch as she pressed the flared head of her large cock to his pucker. Nightmare Moon growled as he clenched far too tightly for her to seek entrance. Finally frustrated, she pulled Dusk upwards into a kiss, letting his full weight fall onto her member. Between his shock and the new position, she slid in easilly for her part. Dusk cried out as his previously virgin sphincter was forced open by the intruder. There was surprisingly little pain, though there was quite a bit of simple discomfort.

Reduced to little more than gurgles, Dusk shuddered as she pulled out and pushed back in. Sharp teeth smiled over him as she thrust even harder, looking down at her conquest through half-lidded eyes, lips pulling back into a familiar smirk. Pushing all the way in, she finally let herself just rest for a while, lying down on top of Dusk and smothering him with licks, nips, and kisses though she was careful to ensure her dominating spirit. His lips were not allowed to find hers without her permission, and his hands remained pinned at his sides.

Dusk lay on his back, crushed under Nightmare Moon hard enough that he could almost ignore the pain in his ass. There was something he could feel, something she was pressing against inside him that was bringing him pleasure despite his protests... and those protests were rapidly drying up as the powerful futanari pleasured herself with him. His relief was short-lived, however, as she pulled herself back up and out of him.

"Roll over. Hands and Knees."

Weakly, he began to obey, working his arms and legs until they found their way under him again in a parody kneeling before a queen. In this case, however, the queen in question happened to be kneeling behind him. His cheeks burned red as he braced himself. He did not have to wait long before he could feel her frisky hands all over his back, stroking him and pinching as she pleased. His flinches seemed to drive her into deeper joys as she cooed at him. "Ready, young Shine? Are you ready for your Treat?"

Dusk bit his tongue, remaining silent until a sharp slap on his right asscheek drew a yelp out of him. Sniggering, Moon asked "So, does the naughty little colt like to be Punished after all? We've seen ALL of your dreams, young Shine. You have NO secrets from us. Now... are you ready for your treat?"

Meekly, Dusk nodded. Though he could not see it, she nodded to herself before beginning the plunge back in. This time, they both groaned as she hit that place inside that brought pleasure not just to her, but to him. His own length began to grow, hardening but ignored for now, as the Mistress of the Night began to merrily pound his derriere. A hand under his chin caused him to look up... only to see another Nightmare Moon stroking herself in front of him, guiding his jaws around her length as well. Shame and lust battled within him as he opened his mouth, more willingly this time, and accepted her offering as she began to work more gently than the version pounding his taint. His throat accepted her more easily as she gasped, beginning to thrust against his face.

From there, it was only alot of grunting, gasping, and groaning between the three parties. The pleasure inside of Dusk Shine began to outweigh everything else as he started to move on both of them, enjoying being dominated by two boy-girls so much more powerful than himself. His entire life he had been able to wipe small cities off the map in the blink of an eye, yet here he was reduced to a simple tool for somepony else's pleasure. The salty tang in his mouth began to grow thicker as Nighmare Two's member grew harder, moving towards release even as Nightmare One in back began to cry out in exultation.

With twin screams, both versions of Nightmare Moon came at once, filling poor Dusk Shine from both ends with a thick creamy load. Unable to do anything more than take it, Dusk felt the fluid forced straight down his throat and into his belly even as his bowels were bloated by the demon behind. The one in front vanished in a puff of smoke after one final kiss, and two powerful arms wrapped around his chest as Nightmare Moon pulled him into a spooning embrace.

She was big spoon, of course.