Chapters The Canterlot Dungeons. Not much is known about the place itself, but quite a bit is known about the ponies who enter there.
It is said that only the worst of the worst criminals get sent there. That you have to be a truly vile pony to even merit its confines being considered as a punishment.
There may not be many who know of the dungeons, but there are rumors.
Some say the place is filled with Equestria's most irredeemable threats. Some say that time spent there is worse than an eternity of flames in Tartarus.
There are rumors of a torture chamber, where the Equestrian royal guards are finally allowed to drop their masks of obedience and show their true, terrifying colors. Where ponies endure unspeakable horrors that those who survive do not dare to speak of.
And as for those who do not survive, it is rumored that if one was to listen hard enough, you could still hear their screams of agony in the middle of the night.
It is even referred to, in more superstitious company, as the place where ponies go to die.
And now, one changeling, is about to see for herself, whether or not the rumors have any merit.
Queen Chrysalis, had arrived.
The Queen of the Changelings walked forward slowly, her hands bound in chains, her hooves bound the same, and her horn cut off from any form of magic with the use of an inhibitor ring.
Her mouth was gagged, and her wings were bound tightly to her sides in chains like the rest of her extremities.
She was in bad shape. The magic she used to take on Cadence's form for so long had drained her even before the battle, but when the prince and princess had used that...Faust forsaken spell, she had all but lost most of her magic.
And the battle...the battle was the worst. While she did not get blown away from the city like the rest of her hive, she did get caught up in a fight for her life against not only the Princess of Love and her husband, but those dreaded sisters as well.
She bared her teeth in a snarl, grimacing at nothing in particular as she remembered the wounds she suffered at the hands of those goody-two shoes princesses and their 'Elements of Harmony'.
She had cuts and gashes all across her chitin, as well as a gaping hole in her shoulder from dodging a particularly deadly beam of magic. She had a black eye and scratch marks across her face, and her legs might as well not even be there for all the use she would be getting out of them for the time being. The only reason she was currently able to walk was because she was being held up by magic from one of her royal guard 'escorts'.
Flanked on all sides by royal guards specially trained in handling changelings, there was no way for her to escape, and the chain collar around her neck, held down by those same guards and specially made to prevent her from changing form, completed her set and made her look well and truly like a captured prisoner.
She turned her head from side to side to get a look at the several Equestrians who had come to witness her downfall.
She saw the usual hate-filled glares, the typical scowling faces, and even the occasional triumphant smile, which mostly came from other royal guards not on duty at the moment.
What she was not expecting however, were the few looks of pity and even the silent sobs she got from some of them.
To believe that these ponies would be feeling bad for her was...unthinkable. It made her feel...pathetic.
She looked away from them and continued to glare straight ahead, straight at the large set of double doors that, when opened, would officially mark her as a prisoner in the land of Equestria.
How dare they look down on her! She didn't need their pity! She was the one who got herself into this mess, and she would no doubt get herself out! She was the changeling queen for Faust's sake! She would not be mocked like this! Do they truly believe that a simple prison could hold her?
Then came the insults. They always came eventually. Whenever an opponent thinks they hold the upper hand, they always get cocky. They grow full of themselves. Get drunk on their power, the feeling of superiority.
She heard them say things like, "Monster!", "Impostor!". "Deceiver!", and her favorite yet, "Go to Tartarus!"
She felt a smile tug at her lips. They had no idea. No idea whatsoever of the skills she possessed. When she finally got her magic back, she would escape this place and see to it that she got her revenge on these wretched ponies for capturing her. That... she would make sure of.
As she looked back up at the large double doors that would seal her fate, the smile never left her lips. It was time to start planning.
"Commander Shining Armor, how is our guest?" said a gentle, soft, motherly voice.
"She is currently resting in her cell, your highness.
"I see. Take me to her then. I think I'd like to see her for myself, if that's alright?"
"Of course, princess. You have no need to ask such a thing."
"Oh nonsense, Shining! It's only natural to ask the guard for a visit with Royalty, is it not?"
"Ah...um... yes, princess. Please follow me."
With that, Shining led his princess through the dungeon halls and into the very back, where the Queen of the changelings was holed up, on the floor, inside her cell.
"We've arrived, princess."
"Very well. Thank you, Shining."
"You're welcome, princess Celestia."
Celestia walked up to the bars of the cell and bent down to get a better look at the prisoner. She was on her knees on the floor of her cell with her head down.
"Queen Chrysalis? Are you awake?"
She didn't answer. Celestia was getting a little worried. She leaned her face closer to the bars, only to jerk her head back as Chrysalis jerked forward, the chains holding her to the walls clinking with the strain.
"YOU!" She screamed, hatred and animosity dripping from her tone.
Celestia only giggled. "Oh! Ahahahahahahaha! Someone's a little angry." She turned to her captain.
"Shining."
"Yes, princess." Without a word, he opened the cell, completing her unspoken request.
He watched as she walked inside, only to follow her in soon after.
"Hmm...i don't particularly like that she's chained up. Release her."
"P-princess?"
"You heard me. Release her."
"Yes, princess."
With a nod and a spark of his horn, Shining Armor released her.
He started with her hooves, then her wings, her neck, her hands...
But just as he was about to release her wrists, Celestia spoke up.
"Not those. You can leave those. Leave her inhibitor ring on as well. Wouldn't want her hurting anypony."
"Yes, princess."
With his task completed, Shining left the cell to stand beside his princess. But he wasn't there for long.
"You may leave us, captain." Celestia said.
Shining stood his ground. "Princess, I'm afraid I cannot comply with that request right away."
"And why not, captain?"
"What if she intends to do you harm once I am out of the picture. She may have a plan."
Chrysalis couldn't help but smirk. Shining was right. She did have a plan. But she wouldn't be enacting it right away. She wasn't ready for that.
Celestia chuckled. "Oh, dear me, Shining. Do tell me what she could possibly do to me with no magic? Plus she can't get any further than those chains would allow. Now please, leave us."
She turned to Chrysalis and gave her own smirk.
"I have business with her."
With a nod Shining left, leaving Celestia and Chrysalis alone in the cell.
Celestia bent to face her captive, smirk still on her face. "Hello, Chrysalis."
No answer.
"How are you feeling?" She spoke in a soothing, comforting tone, as if speaking to a child.
Still, she got no answer.
"I apologize for the less than ideal treatment. It's just that my guards can be a little...rough, at times."
At this, Chrysalis snorted a laugh.
"Would you...like some help?" Celestia said, a touch of worry in her tone.
At this, Chrysalis' chuckle turned to into a full blown laugh. A laugh that hurt her ribs, and caused her to cough. She looked up.
"aggghh....ughhh...You? Help me? That's a good one, Celestia. You had me going there for a second."
Celestia frowned. "Are you saying you don't want me to heal you?"
At this, Chrysalis' eyes widened. "H-heal me? What kind of joke are you playing at, Celestia?!"
"It is not a joke, Chrysalis. Despite the rumors, I do not mistreat my prisoners. And as such, I will not mistreat you." Celestia smiled down at her.
"Rumors? What rumors?!" Chrysalis said, panic seeping into her voice.
"Oh, they're all just dreadful! Ponies think I torture my captives!" Celestia's smile grew into a wide grin that made Chrysalis' skin crawl.
"T-torture...?"
"Oh, yes, it's simply horrid. They believe me to be rather a cruel warden. I try to quell the rumors. Tell them I'm not tyrannical to criminals. But..." Celestia sighed.
"Ponies believe what they will. It doesn't help that that rumor about the screaming is actually true."
Chrysalis' eyes widened further. "Sc-screaming? And its...true?!"
"Oh yes! Our guests do end up screaming rather loudly." Celestia inclined her head, that spine tingling grin still on her face.
Chrysalis audibly gulped.
"Oh no! Did I scare you? Are you afraid?"
Celestia brought a hand up to Chrysalis' chin and turned her so they were eye to eye.
Chrysalis' eyes held nothing but fear.
"Don't worry. We don't make them scream in fear or terror." Celestia's voice took on a more sultry tone, her gaze predatory.
"We make them scream..." She brought her mouth up to whisper in her ear.
"In pleasure~ "
Without another word, she licked Chrysalis' neck, causing her to let out an uncharacteristic squeak of surprise.
"What? What are you...? Nooo-mmm!"
Chrysalis' protests were silenced by a passionate kiss from the Solar Princess.
Her eyes widened in shock at the sudden intimate contact.
When Celestia finally broke the kiss, she stood up and watched for Chrysalis' reaction.
It wasn't a good one. She turned her head away, blushing furiously as she spat on the ground and coughed, trying desperately to remove the sun princess' taste from her mouth.
When she was satisfied with her efforts, she looked back up at Celestia.
"What...the buck...was that?"
Celestia tried to play innocent. "Whatever do you mean?"
"Don't play dumb with me!" The changeling queen yelled. "You know exactly what I mean! What the buck was that kiss for?"
"Oh right, that."
Chrysalis seethed in anger.
"Alright, alright, I'll tell you. I kissed you...because I love you, Chrysalis." Celestia said, giving her best loving smile.
"That's a load of bull and you know it. Now tell me whats going on! Why are you acting this-ACK!"
Suddenly Chrysalis felt a hand around her neck. It was squeezing so tightly that she could only just barely speak. She let out a strangled scream as Celestia pushed her into the back wall, knocking the wind out of her and putting a sizable dent into it as well, cracks forming on its surface.
When Celestia let go, Chrysalis lapsed into a coughing fit. When it finally stopped, she looked up at her and grinned.
As the changeling looked into the eyes of her captor, she could finally see the blinding rage of the sun within them.
"There's the Celestia I know and love."
Celestia glared daggers at Chrysalis, no longer bothering to keep up her kind demeanor from before.
"Make no mistake, Chrysalis. You are my captive, and this is a punishment. The only reason you are still alive, and not being vaporized by my sister and I, is because I believe in second chances. Even when it comes to a changeling like you.
She walked over to her and touched her horn to Chrysalis' own, healing her and taking away any pain she may have been feeling, both from her attack just now and the battle from before.
When she was done she removed her horn and turned away from the changeling queen. She walked up to the exit of the cell, and stood there for a moment, looking back at Chrysalis.
The now healed queen smirked. "Are you sure you should be healing me? If I get my magic back, I can easily break out of these chains and escape."
"Oh you don't have to worry about that." Celestia said, giving her own smirk back. "That spell was only a physical healing. It will do nothing for your magic reserves."
Chrysalis looked away, muttering, "Shit."
"I'm going to teach you about Harmony." Celestia suddenly said, glaring over her shoulder at her. "Whether it be through pain, or pleasure, or both, I'm going to teach you how to play nice with others, if its the last thing I do."
"And if that doesn't work?" Chrysalis asked, smug grin still on here face.
"Then you can join your children in the Badlands, starving to death with no love around to sate your growing hunger. And if you somehow manage to live, and come back to exact your petty 'revenge', know that I will not be so lenient next time."
She turned to face her.
"You understand?" She said, her happy demeanor back once more.
She walked over to her and kissed her on the cheek before she left the cell, closed and locked the door with her magic, and walked away, leaving Chrysalis all alone.
Now by herself, Chrysalis had time to think. She placed a hand on the cheek Celestia kissed, and thought to herself,
"My plan...might not work after all..."
Author's Note
Hi Guys! Been a while, huh? Yeah, I think im gonna continue this story now. One of the many beautiful people in my glorious comment section has made it painfully obvious that I need to figure out what kind of porn this story follows. Well, short answer is, it doesn't. But think of it as...well, I don't know how to say this other than, think of it like a sort of forced sexual rehab for Chrysalis, like when one of your friends signs you up for alcohol rehab without your permission. Yeah? Good. Enjoy!
Lesson 1: Celestia
Deep in the dungeons of Canterlot, at the very back of the caverns they were built into, sat a special cell.
It's bars had been magically reinforced ten times over, its walls smoothed out on the inside to prevent cracks or crevices from forming, and it's access had been restricted to only a select few ponies, those of whom had to be powerful enough to handle whatever-or whoever-was behind it.
This was the cell belonging to one Queen Chrysalis, ruler of the changeling race, now reduced to a mere captive at the hands of the ponies.
And as she awoke, one bright green eye slowly blinking open, she was greeted not with the sight of her hive, but with the cold, hard, unforgiving floor of that same cell.
She blinked a few more times, trying to banish the sleep from her system. It only just barely worked. In an effort to give her body more energy to move, she took a deep breath, surprised at how easy it was to do so with her injuries.
'Oh, wait, That's right. She healed me.' Chrysalis thought as she slowly brought her head up to look at her surroundings.
'So...it wasn't all a dream. I really have been captured. How pathetic' She let out a soft chuckle before recalling what Celestia told her.
'Make no mistake, Chrysalis. You are my captive, and this is a punishment...'
The fallen ruler couldn't help the smirk that formed on her face.
"It is as you say, princess. I am your captive. Now...what will my warden do with me, I wonder...?" she said in a sarcastic tone, dipping her head back down to stare at the floor once more.
She noticed that a rather comfortable warmth had settled over her. She supposed it was from just waking up. Well, whatever it was, she was thankful for it. It had become...rather drafty since her return to consciousness, and even now the ruthless cold tried its hardest, sometimes succeeding in its efforts to, nip at her skin.
A particularly chilly breeze brushed past her privates, bringing her attention down to her naked form.
'Did they really have to strip me naked as well?'
She brought her legs together in an effort to fight off the biting cold, but it still persisted, despite her protests, and so, she simply gave up, opting to spend her time thinking, rather than trying to prevent what could not be stopped.
She was brought from her thoughts however, by the faint sound of hoofsteps off in the distance.
She looked up at the cell bars, waiting somewhat impatiently for whoever was coming to show themselves.
She soon got her wish, however, when none other than Princess Celestia herself appeared before her, clad head to hoof in nothing but a black corset, some black panties, and a matching pair of black stockings.
In one hand she held a riding crop, and in the other, a collar, decorated with a green lining, which wrapped around the collar all the way up until the middle, where a heart shaped emerald gem lay set into the cloth.
"And how are we doing today?"
Chrysalis had to do a double take. She couldn't believe what she was seeing. To think Celestia of all ponies would wear something so...revealing.
The corset put more than enough emphasis on her sizable breasts, a fact made even worse by the way it hugged her curves, accentuating every little detail from the way her breasts bounced to the way her hips swayed as she stepped in front of her.
The stockings did little to hold back the sheer size of her thighs, one of which Chrysalis could see in all of its glory as she admired the beauty of the sun, in all its forms.
She quickly returned to glaring up at Celestia, who had long since entered the cell with her.
"And Just what are you wearing?" she said, a slight smirk forming on her face despite herself.
"Oh, this old thing? I had it custom made just for you! We're going to be spending a lot of time together you see. And I just had to look my best for a visit with royalty."
"I don't feel very royal right now..." Chrysalis grumbled in annoyance.
"Oh, stop it! You're still a queen you know? Far be it from me to not provide you with all the comforts of a noble. Ask and you shall receive." Celestia said, that same chilling smile returning to her face.
"I don't suppose I can ask for my freedom?" Chrysalis tried.
"No. You cannot." Celestia said simply, her face returning to her usual caring look.
"I...didn't think so..." Chrysalis said, looking down.
"You know, you still haven't answered my question. I asked you how you were feeling today?"
"...cold." Chrysalis said after a while. "Really cold. Could I get some clothes? Or a blanket or something?"
"Cold? Oh no, that is no good at all! We simply cannot have you carry on in such a state. Guards!"
Immediately the two guard ponies saluted their princess.
"Go and get our guest something...proper ...to wear."
The guards took note of her change in tone and went off to retrieve the clothing she had asked for.
When they returned, she immediately picked up the clothing in her magic, and brought it into the cell to her captive. Then she released the chains on her wrist to allow her to pick them up and put them on.
At first, Chrysalis was shocked. Celestia had released her. She immediately tried to think of a way to escape, but then she remembered the battle that had taken place, and the inhibitor ring on her horn. Even if she wanted to escape right now, she wouldn't have enough power to do so without her magic. She was, essentially, stuck.
With a grumble, she picked up the clothes and inspected them. Upon seeing what they were, she fixed Celestia with a deadpan glare.
"Do you really expect me to wear this?"
"Do you not like it? I can ask the guards to come back with a different color if that one is not to your liking."
"Ah...wha...eh...Th-the color is not the problem here!" Chrysalis sputtered.
"Oh? Then whatever is the matter?" Celestia feigned innocence.
"You know exactly what the matter is! These clothes look exactly like the ones you're wearing. Only green!"
"Well excuse me for thinking of you when I pick out clothing." Celestia hmphed, looking away.
Chrysalis deadpanned again. This was getting out of hand. "L-look. I said I was cold, so its not like I don't appreciate the clothes, but..."
Celestia gave her a questioning look. "Oh? So what is it then? Do you not like the idea of matching with me?"
"Well that's one of the reasons. I don't think i'd like matching clothing styles with the pony who imprisoned me!"
"Oh...I see." Celestia said, looking downtrodden. But then she perked up suddenly. "Well, I suppose if you'd rather go naked, then that would work, too!"
"Naked? Do you truly mean to say you don't have any other clothes for me? Like, at all?"
"Nope! Not a stitch!"
Chrysalis deadpanned for a third time. She knew the solar princess was lying. But she also knew that she wouldn't get anywhere without playing her game. So...
"Fine. I'll put it on." she said, a sigh of defeat escaping her lungs.
"Oh really? Yes!" Celestia said, jumping for joy.
Chrysalis smirked as she got dressed, thinking, 'Huh. She acts more like a spoiled foal than a several thousand year old ruler.'
When she was done dressing, she looked over at Celestia, only to find her inches from her face glaring daggers at her once more.
Thinking she was about to get slammed into the wall yet again, she gulped audibly, sweat forming on her forehead. But all that stopped when Celesta said,
"You just thought of me as immature, didn't you?!"
Chrysalis' fearful expression turned neutral. "No, princess. I wasn't calling you immature."
"You're lying! I know you were. Everyone thinks so..."
Chrysalis was then subjected to several minutes of Celestia confiding in her about the times she was seen as immature by her subjects for doing things so simple as belly-flopping into the royal pool, or not sharing her several mountains of chocolate cake with the very chef who made them. Tartarus, there was even a point where she thought she'd lost her crown, and it was still on her head!
And while all of this was funny, her current situation made it seem just a little...how did Celestia put it? Oh, yes right. immature .
She was spared the rest of this riveting conversation however, when Celestia cleared her throat.
"Ahem. Well, then! I don't want to bore you with any more tales of a princesses clumsiness, so, now that you're all dressed up, how about we get started with today's activities!"
"And just what would those be?"
"Oh...just a little schedule I put together to help you learn about love, and harmony, and friendship. You know, the things that make Equestria the peaceful country that it is? The things you tried so hard to destroy just yesterday? Yeah. Those things."
The sheer animosity and force with which Celestia said that one word, destroy , made Chrysalis' blood turn to ice. She dared not even move, for fear of what might happen.
"Now!"
Chrysalis was broken out of her fear by a voice from directly behind her. She felt hands begin to wrap around her body, and another warm body press itself against her own.
"Wh-wh-what are you doing, Celestia. St-stay back...I-i don't want this!"
"Oh, come on, Chryssi, it's fine." Celestia lifted a hand to grasp her breasts, but Chrysalis batted it away, not wanting to be touched in that way.
But Celestia's groping was soon followed by nibbling on her ear, which caused Chrysalis' face to turn bright red at the contact.
Celestia noticed this, and smirked, whispering in her ear, "Oh? So you like that, do you?" And then, she blew into her ear, and Chysalis froze in embarrassment.
She quickly wrung herself out of Celestia's grip and ran into a corner of her cell. "C-Celestia?! Wh-what's gotten into you?!"
Celestia tried to play innocent again. "Why whatever do you mean? I only wanted to give you a present."
"A...present?"
"That's right!" Celestia clapped her hands. "Gold star for you!"
Chrysalis was going to be well versed in deadpan expressions by the time she got free.
'This mare...is something else.' she thought as she watched the grin on her face widen.
"Check your neck!" Celestia suddenly said, surprising the changeling queen.
"M-my neck?" Chrysalis said before bringing her hands up to feel around her throat. Sure enough, there was something there.
"What have you placed on me, Celestia! Remove it at once! I will not be chained again!"
"No, you won't!" Celestia said, still grinning.
"What?" Chrysalis was confused.
"That isn't a chain. It's your new collar!"
"N-n-new...collar?!" Chrysalis said, looking horrified.
"Yep!"
"No! Remove this wretched thing at once! Get it off of me! I do not want your silly present!"
At that, Celestia nearly burst into tears. "You...you don't like...my present?"
What was going on? Celestia looked like she was actually about to cry. Chrysalis suddenly felt...bad.
"And after all the trouble I went through to custom order an enchanted gem, just for you! You stupid foal!"
And now Celestia was having a tantrum like a child. Yelling her head off and beating futilely against Chrysalis' chest despite the fact that she knew she had the strength to do much more than just that. It was almost like...
'Like she really doesn't want to hurt me...' Chrysalis thought.
She looked down at the bawling Celestia and frowned. 'She couldn't really expect me to believe that she doesn't want to hurt me, could she? Surely this is a trap. To get me to let down my guard so she can strike me down later. It has to be.'
Even as she thought that, as she watched the tear stained face of the proud and noble princess, now looking up at her, she couldn't help but smile.
"Alright, Celestia. I'll wear your trinket."
"yes!" Celestia pumped her fist into the air, but then stopped, and puffed out her cheeks in annoyance. "And it's not a trinket. It's an enchanted gem, like I said."
Celestia pouted, and twiddled her fingers. In all honesty, it was the cutest thing Chrysalis had ever seen.
"Oh? It's enchanted? What kind of enchantment is it?"
Celestia switched gears immediately. Seriously, with the rate at which she was going through her emotions, Chrysalis wasn't sure whether or not she was a mature, older woman, or just an edgy, angst-ridden teenage foal.
"Its a love gem!"
Chrysalis stopped her musings. "A...love gem?"
"Yep, that's right! That gem is supposed to provide you with love when we're not around to give it to you. Its kind of like our way of giving you three square meals a day, you know?"
Chrysalis took note of the 'we' in that sentence. "Well, that's all well and good but, 'we'? Who is 'we'?"
"Oh nobody too important." Celestia said, waving it off. "Later today the other princesses will come by to teach you more about Equestria's way of life! We'll make you into a proper friend yet, Chrysalis! Just you wait!"
Chrysalis scoffed at the challenge. "I look forward to it."
"You'd better! Now ..."
Chrysalis gulped when she heard Celestia's tone take on a more sultry, seductive air. She was momentarily blinded by a flash of light from in front of her, only to feel a pair of hands grasp her breasts, kneading and squeezing them softly.
"Ahhh~! Noooo~! Let me go~! Celestia , what are you doing to me. Stop it this insta- Ahhhhh~!" Chrysalis squirned and writhed in Celestia's grip, but she would not let go.
Chrysalis had never had anypony touch her like this. She didn't like it. It made her body feel strange and sent an unfamiliar tingle running up and down her spine.
When she finally managed to wriggle free, she fell to the floor of her cell, and began breathing heavily.
"What the...buck do you...think you're...doing to me..." She said through desperate breaths.
Instead of an answer, she got the feeling of someone sitting on her back as a response.
"What in Faust's name are you- Ahhhh!"
"Naughty girl, Chryssi...Why are you running from your mistress? Naughty girls need to be punished, you know?"
"Ahhhh!" Chrysalis felt another sting as Celestia brought her riding crop down on her bare rump.
"You know, if you misbehave, you get spanked. But...if you be a good girl, then..."
Celestia lifted off of her captive, letting her rise to her feet before turning her around and planting yet another deep passionate kiss onto her lips.
Chrysalis, who had so desperately tried to get away, was stopped cold when Celestia kissed her. She hadn't been expecting another kiss so soon after the first one, but this one was different. There was something about it that felt...loving, caring, motherly . As if Celestia was trying to show her that she had nothing to fear, so long as she was a good girl , as she had put it.
But it also felt predatory. Dominating. Forceful. As if she was also saying, "You are mine to do with as I please. If you don't behave, you'll be here for a while."
Chrysalis decided to listen to the latter message. She gently pushed Celestia away, not daring to show any form of disobedience. That riding crop hurt. A lot.
She quickly moved away again, trying to show Celestia that she didn't want to continue.
"Well, I guess that's it then." Celestia said as she walked over to stand before her captive.
Chrysalis mentally sighed. She was saved. For now.
"Now we can start the lessons."
Chrysalis' relief, was replaced with confusion. "L-lessons?"
"I'm going to ask you some questions. And you're going to answer them. If you get them right, you get a kiss. If you get them wrong..."
Celestia used her magic to whip the crop, causing a snapping sound to reverberate off the walls of the cell.
Chrysalis gulped.
"Now...the first lesson. What is friendship?"
Chrysalis didn't understand. What did friendship have to do with this? She knew she was being forced to learn what it meant, but she thought it would contain more teaching, and less outright asking her a question she didn't know the answer to.
"What do you mean, 'What is friendship?' How do you expect me to learn about it if your first question is asking me what it is? Aren't you supposed to teach me this stuff before I get a pop quiz?"
"Oh no, silly! I'm trying to find out what you think friendship is. If I know that, I can properly guide you, and teach you based off of what you know. Now, tell me. What is friendship?"
"Is it...a partnership?"
"Mmm...close, but wrong. No kiss for you."
CRACK!
"Ahhhhhh! For Faust's sake, warn me next time!"
"Nope! You know the rules. If you get the question wrong, you get a spanking. If you get the questions right, you get a kiss."
"Is it...a job between coworkers?"
CRACK!
"Wrong again! Come on, Chryssi! I know you can do it!"
"Is it...lust?"
CRACK!
"Nope!"
CRACK!
"Ahhhhhaaaaah!"
"Wrong!"
Chrysalis sat down in her cell with Celestia. She had magicked up a chair and table for them, and set up the crop to spank her from under her seat.
So far, she had been stuck on the same question, and she kept getting it wrong. She already had 10 spankings, and she still had no kisses.
She had given answers like a partnership, and that had gotten her close, but still no cigar.She tried a coworker, but that didn't work either. She had even said a lover, and that didn't work either. She was at a loss for what to do.
She'd tried soldiers, teams, groups, and so many more, but she still couldn't figure out just what was wrong.
"I'm...sorry...I just...don't know. Please don't spank me anymore."
Celestia looked her over carefully, seeing if she really understood, then said, "Okay. I'll stop."
Chrysalis was shocked. She was sure the solar princess would have said no, but here she was. She had to make good on this.
"But if I wasn't right, then what was the right answer?"
"The correct answer is...Friendship is...magic."
Chrysalis stopped. "What?"
"Friendship is magic. Friendship is everything you've said and more. But it isn't just about that. Friendship isn't just some mechanical business partnership, or a limited interaction through someponies' job. Hay, it isn't even something as base and animalistic as lust.
"Its a connection made between to people that will last them through a lifetime. It's the things that you have in common with a pony, the time you share with a pony, and the many hardships you go through with a pony. Its the connection made under any and all of the circumstances you've described and more. Its the spark between two lovers, the respect of a comrade in arms, the closeness of a pony who just wants to help you. Its the bond created between two people who know each other like the back of their hands, and have been through the flames of Tartarus with each other and come out unscathed. And if not unscathed, at least they come out together.
"That is friendship. That is magic. That is what I am trying to teach you to see with these lessons of ours, Chryssi. I hope you understand and don't think too badly of me for spanking you."
Chrysalis was shocked. She never thought of it like that. She always thought of friendship as a strictly pony related thing. That the closest she would ever get to friendship is the loyalty of her drones in the hive.
She never once thought it was something she herself could have.
Changelings live to deceive others. To trick and lie, and cheat, and betray. Its the way they live their lives. Its how they'e had to live their lives to survive. But...hearing now what Celestia said about friendship, she's starting to think that there may just be a better way.
She looked up at her captor, and her teacher, Celestia. "I understand!"
As soon as she heard those words, Celestia nearly burst into tears again, These being tears of joy, not sadness.
"I'm so glad you do. And... as your reward, you get as many kisses as you like today."
Celestia climbed over the table and into Chrysalis' lap, kissing her so deeply and passionate that she might as well have been trying to feed on some love of her own.
She groped at Chrysalis' breasts, an action she no longer minded, and teased her nipples, causing her to let out little moans of pleasure into the kiss.
Things lasted like this for a while, and Chrysalis almost thought Celestia forgot about her lessons. That is until she broke the kiss and said,
"Hey, wait. What was the other reason?"
What?" Chrysalis was confused as to what she was talking about.
"What's the other reason you didn't want to wear the clothes I picked?"
Chrysalis considered this for a moment before answering, then said, "Celestia, we're enemies. I've been captured and chained up in a cell, and I'll probably never see the light of day again. We've been on bad terms for as long as I can remember, and believe me, I have a very good memory. So, why? Why, after all this hostility and bad blood between us, are you trying to be kind to me?"
At this, Celestia seemed to sober up, her happy go lucky demeanor all but gone, as she stood there, deep in thought. Then, after what felt like several minutes to chrysalis, she sighed and said, "Chrysalis, listen to me. I told you I brought you here to give you a second chance. And despite all the rumors I told you and all that has happened between us in the past, that fact remains true. I want to help you. I want to make you see that love is not just a food source, and that friendship and harmony are not things that should be threatened, or destroyed. They should be built up and strengthened. Made to stand strong against whatever troubles may come. I want you to see that when I say I want to be your friend, that I mean it with all my heart and soul. And most of all, I want to be there when you finally leave this place, and go out into the world to spread love and friendship all throughout Equestria all on your own."
Chrysalis stood there, wide eyed, trying to make sense of what she had just heard. Celestia wanted...to help her? It wasn't all some elaborate ruse to trick her into believing she was safe before they left her to rot in this cell. Was Celestia honestly, truly, out of the goodness of her heart, trying to rehabilitate her?
"Alright. That's enough for now. Onto the next question."
Chrysalis protested. "But...my kisses..."
"Oh don't you worry, Chryssi. You'll get your kisses. But first you have to finish your questions. Then i'll give you all the kisses you could ask for."
This cheered Chrysalis a little. She had no idea when she had gotten used to this sort of thing, but she was glad she did. It certainly gave her something to do beyond sitting in a cell all day.
"Now, Chrysalis. Answer this question. What is...Harmony?"
"Oh this is easy. Its the discipline and efficiency shown when drones work together."
"Wrong. Try again."
CRACK!
Much of the questioning continued like this, all the way up until the point where Chrysalis had to take a break. But she was okay with it. For some unexplainable reason, she had the nagging feeling, that everything was going to be alright from now on.
Lesson 2: Princess Luna/Nightmare Moon
Chrysalis smiled to herself, a giddy feeling bubbling up inside of her. She played with her new collar, tracing the heart shaped gem that Celestia, her teacher, had given her. She could already feel its magic pouring into her, feeding her a portion of the love stored inside of it.
Celestia had already left for the night, leaving Chrysalis alone in her cell. She wasn't sad however, because before she left, Celestia had specifically mentioned that Luna would visit her tonight as well.
She could only guess what her next lesson would be. She had already gotten over the pain in her rear, and the only thing left was a strangely comforting warm feeling. She had just been taught about friendship, harmony, and even peace itself, and she did a pretty good job if she did say so herself. And she did.
she would admit to being a little sad when Celestia left her. After all they went through together to teach her, she just had to leave. But she also took quite a bit of pride in the fact that her lessons were moving to the next phase. She had to wonder what Luna would have in store for her. She had heard about the Lunar princess' transformation into Nightmare Moon, as well as her banishment and subsequent return after a thousand years. She could only hope that Nightmare Moon was as gone as the ponies thought she was.
Suddenly, the sound of hoofsteps reached her ears once again. She perked up like a puppy and waited patiently for her next teacher to arrive.
When she did, however, she could see a scowl on her face, clearly, Luna would not be as kind as Celestia had been.
She watched as the princess of the moon slid open the bars and stepped inside, turning and closing them behind her. She saw as she turned around, her eyes closed, and walked, ever so gracefully, toward her.
And then, when she finally opened her eyes, the glare that Chrysalis received made her blood turn to ice. They stayed like that for quite some time before Luna finally said,
"So you are the one who's life my sister spared. Chrysalis, yes?" Even as she asked that, Chrysalis could see a knowing smirk play across the princess' face.
Not wanting to be killed on her first impression, Chrysalis tried to be as humble as possible. "Y-yes, princess. I am Queen Chrysalis."
Luna let out a barking laugh and bent down, tilting the Changeling queen's head up to face her. She looked deep into Chrysalis' eyes. "You don't look like much of a queen from where i'm standing. You look like a captive. A prisoner."
Rub it in, why don't you? "Y-yes, I have been captured. I know that I am here to repent for my actions. I'm trying to change, I swear!" 'My sore rump is enough of a reminder of my actions already,' Chrysalis thinks to herself, remembering Celestia's lessons and the sting of her riding crop. She unconsciously rubs her flanks, giving Luna all the information she needed.
"Ah, I see. So my sister has already gotten to you. We may have agreed that she would go first, but I never expected that such a method as hers would work on you. Is that why you're suddenly being so humble and polite?"
Now this is something Chrysalis could talk about. "Yes! My teacher has already helped me learn so much about Friendship and harmony!"
Luna snorted a laugh at the cheery tone the Queen had adopted when speaking about her sister. "Your 'teacher', you say? Surely you jest. Do you not see where you are? You are imprisoned in the lowest reaches of the Canterlot dungeons, you have been bested in battle and shackled like a...a...wait. Where are your shackles? What has my sister done?"
"Celestia said that I didn't have to wear the chains as long as I was a good girl. She even gave me this enchanted collar!" Chrysalis played with the gem on it for a little bit in an attempt to show off her teacher's gift.
At this, however, Luna just laughed, causing the 'captive' queen to give a deadpan expression. Looks like her assumption was right. She'd be really good at this by the time she left.
Finally, after a while, Luna calmed herself enough to speak. "Oh...oh, my stars. Wow. Celestia really got you good didn't she? When you say she 'taught' you, you really mean it!" She doubled over laughing again.
Chrysalis was getting annoyed now. "Luna, why are you here?" she said, her tone laced with fresh irritation.
Finally, once again, Luna calmed down. "Oh, wow. You are too funny, Chrysalis. Anyway, I suppose by that question that my sister didn't tell you what my lessons would be about. Well, it's rather simple actually. I'm here...to show you your dark side."
Chrysalis was shocked. "M-my dark side? B-but...i've already seen it, haven't I? I've done so many horrible things to others all because of my drive to survive."
"Perhaps I should have been more clear." Luna cleared her throat. "I'm here to show you your dark side's origins."
"It's...origins?" Chrysalis parroted.
Luna nodded. "Mhm. Tell me...where did your drive to survive come from? Where did it originate? And don't say from your instincts. Everypony has instincts, and we all have to obey them, as they are the deepest and most basic core parts of our existence. However, nopony, and I mean nopony, has to do the things you have done, to survive."
Chrysalis thought hard about Luna's words. Where had her inherent drive to live come from? Why was she so fixated on the survival of her people? It wasn't as if they were going extinct or anything, so why did she feel so compelled to do the things she did? She tried to come up with an answer, but the harder she thought about it, the harder it was to find. Soon, she just gave up.
"I...I don't know..." Chrysalis lowered her head in shame, but Luna tilted her head up to face her again.
"Shhh..." Luna put a finger to the queen's lips, shushing her. "That's fine, Chrysalis. If you don't know, that's fine. It's my job to help you find that answer. And who better to help you overcome your dark side, than someone with a dark side of their own."
With that, Chrysalis watched as Luna flared her horn, her magic pooling just above it into a giant ball that soon cascaded down her form, coating her in darkness from her head to her hooves.
Soon, the darkness dissipated, revealing Nightmare Moon in all her glory.
Chrysalis shivered in fear.
"What are you afraid of, my dear?" Nightmare Moon said, the echo in her voice sending shivers up Chrysalis' spine all over again. "I am still myself. Luna, princess of the night and co ruler of Equestria is still standing right in front of you. Just...in a different form."
Chrysalis had a hard time believing that. She had not seen Nightmare Moon herself, but she had heard about her. A mare with the ability to cause eternal night, and a power so great that even Celestia herself could not best her in combat, and had to resort to the Elements of Harmony. Seeing her up close was enough to make her squeal like a filly. Instead, she gulped.
"I see. This form still strikes fear into the hearts of ponies. Changelings, too, apparently. Oh well. This form is necessary for the lesson to continue, so please bear with me a moment."
Then, Luna reached into a bag-that Chrysalis never actually noticed was around her waist-with her magic and pulled out a rather...phallic object, attached to a piece of cloth.
Chrysalis watched as she strapped it around her waist and walked around until she was behind her. Then, she felt the chains wrap themselves around her legs.
Chrysalis panicked. "No! Let me go! You liar! You said I wouldn't have to wear these chains again! Let me free this instant, you deceitful mare!"
Luna smirked. "That's rich coming from you. But no. Please relax. The chains aren't to bind you. They're to position you, and hold you in place while I get ready. You're not in any danger."
"G-get ready?" Chrysalis had visibly calmed down. "Ready for what?"
"I'm going to fuck your ass with this strapon." Luna answered.
"WHAT?" Chrysalis screamed.
"Hey, you asked." Luna shrugged before grabbing her hips in a secure grip. "Now get ready."
"Wait! Princess, please. I'll be good. I'll do anything, just don't-"
"Too late!"
And with that, Luna pushed inside.
The pain was indescribable. It felt as though someone had forced a steel pole up her anus and left it there, sticking out of her, like she was some sort of changeling kebab, slowly roasting over a fire. Every time Chrysalis tried to push Luna out, she would simply thrust back in, spreading her open just as easily as she had the first time. It felt so, so painful. Even relaxing her tunnel gave only a minimum amount of comfort. Why would she do this to her? She was trying to change. She was being a good girl. She had already learned so much about Equestria's philosophies...
And that's when it hit her. What was she thinking? She wasn't a student! She was a prisoner of war! And this was her punishment. To be used and abused like a rag doll. A plaything for the princess' personal use. And when they were done, they would leave her to rot in this cell, alone, with no one to help her. No one to be there for her as she endured the cold, lonely nights of her isolation. She would be totally cut off from the outside world, totally and completely devoid of any interaction with any of her kind, let alone any other being outside these walls. This was to be her home. Her prison, her home, and, to them, her grave.
She started to cry. She hated them. She hated them all. She hated Celestia for lying to her. For making her believe that she was her friend. She hated Luna for what she was doing to her right now, and she hated Twilight for ruining her plans. She hated Cadence and Shining for that damn barrier spell, and she hated the guards for chaining her up and humiliating her. She hated her parents for leading her to believe that a changeling could live no other way, that their instincts were inescapable. But worst of all, she hated herself for letting herself get so blinded by her own power and greed that she spent most of her life heading down the wrong path. She hated it. She hated it all.
But then something changed. Something occurred to her. She remembered what Luna had told her before she started this.
'I'm here to show you your dark side's origins.'
So that's what this was! Luna was drawing out her anger, her rage, her resentment, all of it. She was showing her her dark side's origins by making her remember all the bad things that had ever happened to her. If she were to remember all those things, even those from long ago, she could get to the root of the problem and fix it easier! This wasn't something bad. This was Luna's version of therapy!
Immediately, the pain subsided, replaced with unimaginable amounts of pleasure. Chrysalis gave in to it, letting it wash over her in waves as Luna fucked her ass. She suddenly felt very relaxed. She bent down further, her ass in the air and her muzzle against the cold stone floor. She didn't mind though. There was enough warmth coursing through her right then to last forever.
She felt so good. Every part of her body was lighting up with pleasure. She was sure she'd be nothing more than puddy in Luna's hands after this. Every thrust she made served to only heighten the feeling, sending wave after wave of it cascading through her. It felt as if her legs would give out oat any moment, and she was suddenly glad Luna had stet up those bindings for her. She had never felt something like this. If she wasn't careful, she could get addicted.
She had a dumb, dopey look on her face as she was fucked like a mare in heat. She absolutely loved it. She was close, she could feel it building up inside of her. She was going to cum... and so she did. With a loud cry of primal lust, she released, her juices rushing out of her pussy and onto the floor below her. And then, just as quickly as it had come, the pleasure left, leaving her with a slightly empty feeling, both figuratively, and literally.
As she got to her hooves, Chrysalis looked up at Luna and smiled, who smiled back at her and said, "Well, judging by that expression my spell worked."
Chrysalis was confused at this. "Spell? What spell?"
Luna smirked. "I'm sure by now you would've noticed how it felt at the end?"
"It was great!" Chrysalis answered.
"That's good. It should feel that way. The spell I used was designed to use pain to draw out a pony's memories, and then, once the source of the problem had been found, the pain would be replaced with extreme amounts of pleasure that would cause the afflicted to feel completely relaxed. I'm sorry. I hope I didn't give you too much of a scare."
Chrysalis shook her head. "No, it's fine. I was just...a little unaware is all. That feeling certainly made up for anything the spell could do to me."
Luna smiled. "I'm glad to hear that. Now, about your memories..."
"Oh, right..." chrysalis lowered her head once more. "Well...my parents always told me that the only way for a changeling to survive was to take love away from others and use it to feed ourselves. Ever since I was little the only thing I've ever been around was battle, and killing and stealing and war, so that was all I knew, and I thought that they were right. So I went through life taking love instead of sharing it with others, because that was the only way I knew. I refused to believe that there was another way, and it caused me to end up like this. Looking back now after listening to what Celestia told me, I'm appalled at myself. I was so blind this whole time, and well, it just makes me feel terrible."
Luna listened closely as Chrysalis confided in her. She was just a misguided mare, lead astray by her inner nature. She had no idea that it would turn out like this. She truly believed that she was doing the right thing.
She sat next to her on the floor and wrapped the changeling queen in a hug as she leaned in close to her chest.
"Thank you for showing me this. I feel like I can move on now. Now that I know what caused all...this, I think I can move past it and try to become a better mare. Better than my parents, at least."
Luna smiled. "You're very welcome, Chrysalis. I look forward to seeing the kind of mare you become after this."
"I promise to make all of you proud!" Chrysalis exclaimed, standing up on wobbly legs. She soon tumbled over and landed in Luna's arms.
"Guess i need to...get used to that...first."
They both laughed and laughed, enjoying the moment. Soon, Luna left, and Chrysalis was once again left to her own devices. She smiled as she watched the mare leave, her shapely rear fading out of view as she entered the darkness.
Chrysalis once again touched the collar Celestia gave her. 'I'll change.' She thought. 'I'll become better, and i'll lead my people the right way! Just you wait!'
She could only guess what her next guests would do to her.
