Dreams of Submission

Moondancer gulped as Luna trotted up to her and cupped her face with a hoof. "Are you prepared for what is to come?" she asked, and underneath that menacing tone Moondancer heard a thread of true concern.

This wasn't just her playing a role; Luna was making sure that Moondancer was still okay with continuing their session. The unicorn felt her heart warm at the care Luna was taking with her. "I am your slave, Mistress," she said prostrating herself on the cold stone floor. "I live only to serve your pleasure."

Luna smiled. "I see my plaything has been trained well," she said, lightly stroking Moondancer's mane. "You have earned the right to bear my mark." She produced a jet-black collar attached to a leash, with a symbol of a crescent moon in white standing out against the dark leather.

Moondancer felt a thrill of submission as she bowed her head, a pleasure that stemmed from her heart spreading through her body as her Mistress snapped the collar shut around her neck, just tight enough so that she wouldn't forget its presence.

"This collar proclaims your status as my property for all who might see you, toy," Luna explained as she raised the leash to pull Moondancer's head back up. The smaller mare stared up at her Mistress' eyes, those beautiful blue eyes filled with so much dominance and care.

"Thank you, Mistress," Moondancer said, feeling the weight of the collar on her neck and in her soul.

"Now then, we shall show to the world what a good slave you are," Luna said. "But first, I want to make sure that everypony can see just how wanton you are as well."

Moondancer's tail twitched as a pressure appeared at her dock, followed by the sensation of cool air against her still-sensitive nethers. Looking in the mirror, she saw a ring fastened about the base of her tail, forcing the appendage up and exposing her pussy for all to see.

Luna nodded in approval as she inspected Moondancer. "Much better," she said, circling around the mare. "Now, come with me."

As her Mistress walked behind her, Moondancer turned and saw a doorway carved into the wall of the bedchamber that she swore hadn't been there a second ago. It opened to reveal yet another dark void which Luna stepped into, still holding her leash in her telekinetic grip. Moondancer was quickly tugged forward and forced to walk through the door herself.

She emerged to find herself standing in the throne room of Canterlot Castle. Sunlight streamed in from the west-facing window as the dying rays of the sun bathed the room in warmth.

Luna floated the leash next to her as she and Moondancer trotted down the dais where the throne sat and made their way to the end of the room, where a large set of double doors opened to reveal two guards standing at attention in their customary locations.

Paying them no mind, Luna continued to lead Moondancer into the main hall of the castle. Moondancer tamped down a flash of panic as she remembered that she was in a dream, and that neither of those two ponies were real.

Still, despite that knowledge, she could definitely feel their hungry eyes roving all over her body, and she felt her marehood warm as she walked past them and felt their focus shift to her exposed sex.

The two guards weren't the only ones staring. As they continued down the vast entrance hall, Moondancer was keenly aware of a multitude of guards, staff, and petitioners stopping in their tracks to watch her passing. Moondancer's cheeks reddened in embarrassment as she heard hushed whispers from the bystanders, and while she couldn't make out the exact words, she knew they were talking about her and how her most intimate parts were on display for the world to see.

Still, she couldn't help but feel a thrill in her heart at the thought of being the center of attention, and her abused cunt began to leak once again under their scrutiny.

All the while, Luna didn't speak a single word, not when the main doors opened to reveal Canterlot in all its splendor as the sun slowly crept towards the horizon and lit it up in a brilliant orange hue. At this time of the day, the streets were less busy than usual, but there was still a sizeable crowd milling about.

The multitude of eyes crawling all over her made Moondancer shiver in delight and fear as she walked about the city in public, the collar around her neck and the leash leading her marking her as Luna's. A sense of pride also welled up within her as she realized that Luna was showing her off to the crowd.

As the crowds whispered and pointed at her, Moondancer's tail twitched, trying to raise itself even higher than the tail ring did to show off as much of herself as she could. Her face and nethers were twin furnaces, and the thought of being paraded about by her Mistress fanned the flames into an inferno.

By the time they reached the town square, Moondancer desperately craved another release, and she was willing to let Luna have her way with her right out in the open to get it. In fact, the idea of being ravished while the crowd watched only made the idea that much sweeter.

Luna led Moondancer up onto a stage at the very center of the city. On the raised platform was yet another installation that she was familiar with: a plank with three large circular holes cut into it propped up along its long edge by a stand, with a wooden bench sitting behind it. Moondancer's heart began racing she eyed the stocks, her brain putting two and two together and realizing what this next scene was going to be.

"Good evening, fillies and gentlecolts!" Luna needed no megaphone to make her voice heard to all the ponies who had stopped to listen to their Princess. "I come bearing glad tidings!"

The din of the crowd dimmed to faint murmuring as Moondancer felt the leash tugging on her, forcing her to step forward into the eyes of the waiting populace. "In my great magnanimity, I have decided to share my toy with you today."

Luna pointed a hoof towards Moondancer. "She is very fetching, is she not?" The princess turned to face her. "And so, so needy." She made a spinning motion with her hoof. "Go on, slave. Show these ponies just how much you need a good rutting."

Moondancer did as instructed, slowly turning around in a circle and letting everypony see her glistening folds. Shame and arousal burned her as she completed her circuit, returning to face her Mistress who was gazing approvingly at her.

"As you can see, my toy is ready to spread her legs for anypony who wishes to use her." Luna's tone was casual and matter-of-fact, as if she was describing a lot at an auction. "She will service anypony who steps onto this stage until I deem otherwise."

The stocks were wrapped in Luna's magic as the princess opened up the wooden plank. "Go on, toy," Luna said, pulling Moondancer towards the wooden implement. "We would not wish to keep the crowd waiting, would we?"

Moondancer trotted over and placed her head and front legs in the semi-circular divots of the stocks while she rested her barrel on the wooden block below her. With her every move, she was keenly aware of her audience, and as she settled into place, she couldn't help but give her rump a slight wiggle, bringing attention to her needy slit.

"Eager, aren't we, toy?" Humor suffused Luna's voice as the stocks slammed shut, locking Moondancer's arms and head in place.

"One last detail." Moondancer suddenly felt her vision cut off as cloth covered her eyes. "You do not need to see who you shall serve, no? After all, it is not your place to refuse your body to anypony. Now, spread your legs, toy."

Moondancer did as instructed, feeling the cool evening air tickle her inner thighs and bring attention to the wetness between them. She shivered in anticipation as it dawned on her just how vulnerable she was, how anypony could do what they wished to her body and how she would be powerless to stop them.

"Very good." Luna's voice came from Moondancer's right, the sound seeming sharper and clearer now that she was down one sense. "Now, let us begin. Everypony, come and relieve yourselves as you wish. My plaything's holes are yours to use as you see fit."

There a bit of shuffling coming from the distance, and suddenly Moondancer heard the clopping of hooves stepping onto the wooden platform, the faint vibrations running through her body.

"Ah, our first supplicant," she heard Luna say. "Tell me, good stallion, how do you wish to use my toy?"

"Her pussy looks real tight, Princess." A rough male voice replied to Luna's question. "I wanna piece of that snatch."

"Then by all mean, enjoy yourself."

More hoofsteps. Then, without warning, Moondancer felt a pair of hooves gripping her flanks, pressing against her cutie mark in a pleasantly firm hold.

Moondancer let out a soft gasp as a warm, hard shaft slid back and forth across her dripping slit. The velvety skin of the stallionhood rubbed against her sensitive flesh, and Moondancer wiggled her hips in an attempt to intensify the sensation.

The teasing continued for a few more seconds, driving Moondancer wild with need. Just as she was about to beg the unknown stallion to fill her, however, the rounded tip of the member began pushing apart her folds. As wet as she was, there was no resistance facing the stallion as, inch by inch, he slowly slid himself inside of her.

Though this stallion didn't have the length or girth of Luna's dildo, the soft, silken texture of his cock was more than a fair compromise as each uneven ridge and vein scored Moondancer's inner walls, making her moan in sheer bliss as the ache in her loins was finally being assuaged.

The stallion hilted himself before pulling out just as slowly as he went in. Moondancer appreciated the opportunity to re-accustom herself to the feeling of having her marehood stuffed with cock.

The second stroke was much swifter, and Moondancer let out a sigh of relief as she felt a steady rhythm begin to build up, the warm, hard shaft stroking her from the inside in the most delicious way. Each time the cock was hilted inside of her, Moondancer let out a grunt, and soon she heard Luna's voice calling out to the crowd once again.

"Come now, do not be shy. My toy still has holes to satisfy you with." A gentle but firm hoof grasped Moondancer's chin, forcing her head to tilt upwards as much as the stocks would allow. "Tell the crowd how much you wish to service them with your mouth," Luna commanded.

As the stallion behind her continued to pound her pussy, Moondancer cried out her lust to the crowd. "Please, use my mouth as you see fit! I need to have a cock to suck!"

Within seconds, Moondancer felt a large presence in front of her. She breathed deep and took in the scent of male arousal, her mouth watering as she waited for further prompting.

She didn't have to wait long, as she soon felt something soft and bulbous pushing against her lips. Her tongue poked out of her muzzle, flicking against the tip and tasting something salty and distinctly male. Her mouth opened and she gave the shaft in front of her a long, full lick, savoring the texture of the veined cock against her tongue. The taste of male arousal coupled with the agonizingly sweet friction against her folds from the other cock in her pussy had Moondancer moaning in sheer bliss.

The stallion seemed to take her open mouth as an invitation, as a moment later, she felt him pushing his way past her lips. She ran her tongue along the base of the shaft as it surged into her mouth, hitting the back of her throat. Moondancer forced herself to relax her muscles as the stallion kept pushing until he bottomed out deep in her throat.

Moondancer wrapped her lips around the shaft and lovingly bathed it with her tongue as she struggled to hold her breath. Just as she was about to begin gagging around it, he pulled out, his tip grazing the tip of her tongue before slamming back inside her moist cavern.

This time, Moondancer really did gag, the muscles in her throat contracting as she reflexively tried to swallow, the convulsions of her muscles in sync with the pounding behind her.

As Moondancer was spit-roasted by the two stallions, the pleasure of being so completely filled began to overwhelm her, and she felt her lust growing as she was screwed towards her own peak.

Her hips bucked as Moondancer worked towards her own release, but just as she was about to reach the edge, she felt the cock inside her pussy stiffen, and seconds later the first jet of hot, sticky essence splashed against her insides, followed soon after by several more spurts that painted her insides with liquid warmth.

The stallion left his cock inside of her for a couple more seconds before pulling out, leaving Moondancer feeling empty and unfulfilled. She whimpered into the cock currently sliding into her throat as her body slowly came down from the edge, still aching with loss and lust from the denied release.

She focused her energy on pleasing the shaft in her mouth as she awaited another stallion who would grant her that orgasm she so sorely desired. She swirled her tongue against the warm flesh invading her mouth, licking the tip every time the stallion pulled out to thrust back in. The taste and scent of his arousal only served to inflame her lust, and she fervently hoped that somepony would come along to use her marehood soon.

Within seconds, her hopes were answered as a new pair of hooves gripped her cutie mark. This time, there was no slow teasing or gentle penetration; instead, her inner walls were spread quite suddenly as a cock the size of Luna's dido suddenly invaded her privates.

Her gasp turned into choking as she spluttered around the stallionhood currently violating her throat. The new stallion pounding her rump had little of the finesse of the previous one, his movements rough and fast and imprecise. Moondancer quickly found her nerves overwhelmed by the intense sensation as she returned to her previous point approaching the peak of her release.

A voice whispered into her left ear as she was being thoroughly fucked from both ends, the soft caress of her Mistress' breath against her cheek a soothing counterpoint to the fiery lust that consumed her. "Enjoying ourselves, are we?"

With Moondancer unable to answer, Luna spoke on. "I do believe we have found your proper place, toy. Bound in wood, unable to do anything but take the stallionhoods of those you serve into your body to pleasure and worship. 'Tis a consummation most devoutly to be wished, the violation of your lovely mouth and beautiful marehood."

The stallion behind her lined his thrust perfectly to hit the most sensitive part of her inner walls, causing Moondancer to let out an unrestrained moan, the vibrations in her throat seeming to please the stallion in front of her as he sped up his pace.

"These fine stallions seem most pleased with your work." Her Mistress' voice was smooth velvet as it caressed her mind. "Perhaps you were always meant to be a pleasure slave. Would you like that? To throw your cares away and spend your days as little more than a hole to warm a stallion's member?"

Moondancer whimpered in response as she felt her release beginning to build once again, her hind legs clenching in an attempt to make herself more tight for the stallion fucking her. "That truly is what you desire, is it not?" This time, humor tinged Luna's voice, like the soft chiming of bells tinkling in the night. "Beneath that studied façade is a mare who only desires a rough rutting. A mare who would spread her legs for anypony with a cock."

The next time she spoke, Moondancer could feel Luna's lips against her ear. "There is no purpose in hiding your true self anymore, toy. Embrace your nature as nothing more than a wanton trollop who only desires the base indulgences."

It was all too much. The taste and feel of the cock sliding in and out of her mouth, the vicious plundering of her most private treasure, her Mistress' cloying words. The perfect storm of sensations sent Moondancer careening over the edge into orgasm. Waves of pleasure wracked her body, her pussy spasming around the shaft thrusting into her in an attempt to milk it for all it was worth.

She let out a long, keening moan into the cock fucking her throat as her head thrashed about in its bonds, causing her to choke on the warm flesh invading her and making her pussy convulse to grip the other cock and force it to pleasure her.

The whole time, neither stallion stopped, much to Moondancer's delight as she rode out the raw ecstasy assailing her senses, all pain and discomfort a distant memory in the endless sea of bliss.

Regretfully, the high of orgasm soon began to dim as the last few waves of release passed through her body. The members assailing her holes did not relent, the stallion in front continuing to thrust into her mouth even as her jaw went slack, while the stallion behind her sought his own release, uncaring as to how oversensitized her marehood was after her orgasm.

The stallion before her stiffened, giving Monndancer only a couple seconds to prepare as he unloaded spurt after spurt of salty, stick essence into her mouth. Moondancer did her best to swallow the warm liquid, her once-sated lust returning as she took his seed into her body.

After she had swallowed the last of his cum, the stallion pulled out, taking a moment to wipe himself off on the side of her cheek. Moondancer only had moments to catch her breath before the next stallion came up to her and, without any ceremony, gripped her head with his hooves and shoved himself past her lips and into the back of her throat, his prodigious length causing her to choke and gag on the shaft that was impaling her.

Uncaring as to her breathing, he pulled out and plunged himself as deep as he could go into her again, timing his thrust with that of the stallion behind her, until they were both pumping into her at the same time and bringing her arousal to a fever pitch with the resonating sensations against her mouth and sex.

"These stallions seem well-pleased by your servitude," Luna remarked causally from her side, "and I do believe that you are pleased to be in your rightful place as well, unless mine eyes do deceive me. Your release betrays your base desires."

A pause as Moondancer savored the blissful shock of being invaded once again. Then, a voice in her other ear. "You've done well in pleasing the stallionhoods presented to you. Your skill is such that I wonder how much practice you have had. Is this what you do when you are not in the castle? Do you spend your nights with a facsimile of a stallion's member, using your hooves and your mouth and your cunt in order to educate yourself on how best to pleasure it?"

A kiss pressed against her cheek. "Or perhaps you wander the streets at night, allowing any stallion or mare who desires to use you as they wish? After all, we now know how you love to be used roughly, to be bred ruthlessly until your body can take no more, then to be pushed to the edge yet again."

Moondancer cried out as the shaft in her pussy struck at the perfect angle to send shocks of pleasured pain through her body. "Yes," Luna continued, uncaring as to her torment. "I think I shall keep that ring about your tail, so that all in the castle may see and know of your depravity."

The cock buried deep in her sex twitched, and Moondancer braced herself for his release, but instead, he pulled out of her, and a moment later she felt the hot lash of his seed searing her coat, marking her as the sex toy she was.

As soon as he finished, another stallion moved to take his place, his movements slow and deliberate as he stroked her from within with his shaft, sending sparks of sweet ecstasy through her core and making her clench her thighs even tighter with need.

Seconds later, she felt the same telltale twitch in her mouth, and the stallion using her throat pulled out, giving Moondancer a moment to take a breath before her face was painted with his essence, the smell of the hot, sticky mess filling her nostrils and bringing her to another shuddering release as her pussy clamped down and milked the other stallion's cock for all it was worth.

"Beautiful," Luna murmured as she gently stroked Moondancer's mane. "You wear the mark of a stallion wonderfully, like a mare well-used."

Hooves shuffling in front of her. Luna's voice again. "I do believe I've spent far too long as the watcher. Your performance has lit the spark of lust within me once again. Now lick, slave. Show me how much you desire to please your Mistress."

Sweet, feminine musk assaulted her sense, making Moondancer's mouth water as she strained her neck forward towards her Mistress' beautiful flower. Her tongue reached out and lapped at her soft petals, delighting in the lovely coos her Mistress made in response.

A hoof pushed her muzzle deeper into her Mistress' marehood, and Moondancer gave it a long, slow lick, letting the sensations on her tongue guide her path through the darkness. She soon found the small bud at the base of her folds and planted a quick kiss on it, drawing out a short, startled gasp from her Mistress.

Spurred on by the lustful response, Moondancer's tongue dove deep into her Mistress, sending a gush of hot honey from her as her inner walls clamped down on her instrument of pleasure.

Meanwhile, the stallion behind here, never letting up his gentle assault on her marehood, pushed forward hard, and Moondancer found herself deeper still in her Mistress.

"Oh, most wonderful of mares!" Luna cried out as she rode Moondancer's face. "Do not cease in pleasuring your Mistress!"

Moondancer had no problems obeying that command, the thrusting of her tongue into her Mistress' folds matching the rhythm of the stallion using her sex.

On and on it went, the sweet scent of Luna's desire and the taste of her Mistress' honey against her tongue as she lavished attention on those delicate petals only serving to enhance the pleasure she felt as she was rutted from behind.

Her lust spilled over once again as she cried out in mind-numbing pleasure into her Mistress' sex, lapping mindlessly away at that lovely, sweet flower before her while her own inner walls were coated with the stallion's release as she milked his shaft with the spasms of her orgasm.

As the stallion pulled out and Moondancer rode out the last waves of pleasure, she suckled hard on her Mistress' nub, sending her into convulsions and releasing a flood of sweet honey that she gladly lapped up, even as more of it covered her face in its warmth.

Luna held her muzzle to her sex until the last of her release had been achieved before allowing her the freedom to breathe and stepping away from her. Moondancer had only seconds to recover before two more stallions came up to make use of her once again, their large members invading her eager holes.

At some point, Moondancer completely lost track of time, so lost in her haze of pleasure that she couldn't tell minutes from hours. Her marehood was violated again and again by stallions of varying size and temperament. Some were rough and harsh, plunging into her again and again to sate their own needs, uncaring as to her pleasure and treating her as little more than a cocksleeve.

Others were smooth and gentle, taking care to ensure that they hit all the right places in order to draw out those long, lewd moans from her abused throat. A few even used their hooves to rub her clit to a shuddering climax before pulling out.

Her mouth, meanwhile, received a similar variety of treatment, from stallions simply looking for a cock warmer to deposit their seed into, to those who gave Moondancer the opportunity to lick and suckle and worship at the instrument of her undoing, savoring the taste and texture of each shaft and taking satisfaction from knowing it was her who had driven them to release. A few mares even pressed her muzzle against their cunts, forcing her to eat them out to their mutual gratification as her servitude was rewarded with a coating of sweet nectar.

She soon found herself covered and filled with the essence of more stallions than she could count, her coat and muzzle drenched with their warm, life-giving fluid even as she took more and more of their release into her body.

And through it all, Luna stood by her side, whispering from the darkness words of praise and degradation that bore deeply into her mind.

"These ponies know nothing of the mare you are, toy," her Mistress said as Moondancer was being roughly fucked by two well-endowed stallions. "They know not of your name, or your station, or your temperament. They only know that you are a hussy who craves naught but to be bred like the whore she is."

Moondancer gasped as her mane was gripped tightly, forcing her head to take the stallion's cock even deeper into her convulsing throat. "Can you feel how you drive these stallions to such heights of ardor? How eager they are to rut you senseless, even though they know nothing of you save for your pulchritude?

"Your body is the temple they wish to worship at. They desire you, not for your mind or soul, but for your body. Feel the lust they bear upon you at the sight of your ravishing figure."

A pleasured moan issued forth from Moondancer's lips as Luna's words sunk in. A heady feeling enveloped her as she relished in what she now saw as adoration in addition to degradation, delighting in how she was the object of desire.

Bound as she was, with her sight cut off, unable to move more than her head and hind legs, all she could do was taste, and smell, and listen, and feel. And yet, in that moment, she had never felt more powerful.

The evening passed, and Moondancer reveled in her submission as she came over and over again under the ministrations of so many mares and stallions. Time and again was she brought to the edge, and every time she thought she could take no more, she found herself reaching new heights of pleasure and ecstasy.

As she sank into the depths of bliss, she heard the stallion behind her pull out with a soft "plop," having already deposited his load within her cunt. She prepared for the next rutting, but after a few seconds, she found her sex empty and unused as the stallion in front of her painted her face with his essence.

There was a moment of relative silence as she heard the stallions leave the platform, followed by the sounds of dainty hoofsteps that signaled the arrival of another mare.

"Greetings!" she heard Luna call out. "You are fortunate; I was a but a trice from fetching my toy and returning to my chambers."

"Oh, I wouldn't miss this for the world." Moondancer's heart froze as a familiar voice responded to Luna. "I've been waiting a long time for the chance to do this."

"Then by all means, Princess Twilight, please enjoy yourself. What is mine is yours."

Moondancer nearly shattered the dream as her fears were confirmed. Twilight was here? How was that possible? Wasn't this just a…?

Her heartbeat slowed a fraction as she recalled that she and Luna were the only real ponies in this realm. This was just a dream construct, a facsimile of the mare she… that she…

The safe word was on the tip of her tongue. She could say it right now and Luna would know to back off, that she had gone too far. And yet…

This might be the only chance she ever had to share her body with Twilight. When she thought of it like that, how could she give up this opportunity?

Resolved, she held her tongue, her whole body shaking in anticipation for what was to come. Her aching, abused pussy clenched involuntarily, need burning her core like a wildfire.

She felt Luna's hoof on the back of her head. "Hmm, my toy knows who you are by now, I should think. There is no need to shroud her eyes in darkness."

Moondancer blinked with watering eyes as light pierced her brain, the blindfold falling away into nothingness. She squinted her eyes to resolve the two blobs in front of her, waiting a few seconds until her eyesight adjusted itself to the dim light.

When her vision came into focus, she was greeted by the most beautiful sight she had ever laid eyes on in her life. Amidst the backdrop of her namesake, Twilight stood before Moondancer, her magnificent wings spread as she walked towards the bound mare, each movement emphasizing the beautiful curves of her legs. Her purple coat was perfectly groomed, and her mane billowed about her in some unseen breeze, framing those shockingly bright purple eyes that were normally filled with such intelligence and love.

Now, though, a smoky cloud seemed shroud her irises, giving her a lovely, seductive, lustful grace. Her smile was likewise nearly predatory as she stalked towards her.

She stopped mere inches from Moondancer, lifting her chin up with a hoof. "So beautiful," she whispered, and Moondancer's heart ached at the sound. "I've wanted this for so long."

Moondancer smiled back. "Me too, Twilight. Please, use me as you wish."

Without further ado, Twilight moved a stool in front of Moondancer and sat down on it, her legs spread to reveal her delicate folds. A hoof rested on Moondancer's head as she was pushed towards her glistening flower.

Moondancer took a moment to savor the sweet, musky scent of her crush's pussy before she reached out with her tongue and, with the greatest reverence, gave it a long, hard lick, the taste and texture driving her mad with need.

Twilight gasped, a wonderful sound like the chiming of wind. "Yes, just like that," she whispered, needy and urgent. "Keep going."

Another lick, and then Moondancer dove in without hesitation, unable to resist the allure of Twilight's succulent nethers. Bringing all the knowledge she had to bear, she licked, nibbled, suckled, and kissed every inch of Twilight's beautiful marehood, tonguing her as deeply as she could.

She was rewarded with a steady stream of honey which she lapped up the best she could, though to her delight some of it stained the fur of her muzzle, covering her in Twilight's scent. All the while, Twilight moaned and whined and whimpered, pushing her deeper and deeper as she whispered her lust into the dusky night.

"Oh, Moondancer. You beautiful, wonderful, sexy mare. I've dreamed of doing this for so long. To have your mouth on me, to make you eat me out to climax. Yes, keep going, just like that, don't stop, for the love of Celestia don't stop. Oh, if you only knew how much I want this. How much I want you. Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes!"

Twilight cried out as Moondancer suckled on her nub. "Moondancer!" she shouted as she came, waves of liquid gushing out from her pussy and drenching the mare pressed against her. Moondancer dutifully swallowed all that she could before gazing up at Twilight in wonder.

The wonderful mare was still catching her breath, her cute little pants causing Moondancer's heart to flutter at the sound. "Thank you, Moondancer," Twilight said as her breathing slowly returned to normal.

"It was my pleasure, Twilight," Moondancer replied, satisfaction threatening to rob her of all coherent thought.

"I – let me return the favor, please." Twilight's words were hesitant, unsure.

"As you wish, Twilight," Moondancer replied demurely.

Twilight's horn glowed, and a moment later Moondancer felt the soft caress of magic against her marehood. With expert precision, the princess worked her aching, abused, well-used pussy into yet another shuddering orgasm, wracking Moondancer with waves of pleasure and leaving her utterly exhausted.

"Thank you Twilight." Luna's voice reminded Moondancer of her Mistress' presence. "I think she's had enough for one night."

"Oh, okay." Twilight backed away from Moondancer, a storm of emotions on her expression. "I – I'll see you around." With that, she walked out into the now-empty streets, vanishing into some dream-summoned fog until not even her silhouette remained.

"That is enough play for this night, I should think." Moondancer looked up to see Luna smiling down at her. "Let Us free you from your bonds."

There was a light click as Moondancer felt the top half of the stocks swing upon. Stepping off of the wooden implement, she stood still for a few seconds as she rotated her now-aching neck and got used to standing on her wobbly legs again. At some point, she felt all the dried juices on her muzzle and back disappear completely, leaving her as clean as when she'd started the night.

"How farest thou, fair Moondancer?" Luna asked as she appeared in front of her.

"How did you know?" Moondancer demanded, skipping the usual preamble.

Luna didn't even try to prevaricate. "As I said this morning, I have millennia of experience in matters of the heart, and you are not so hard to read as the nobles I am forced to deal with. I hope I did not cross a line?"

"I…" Moondancer took a moment to consider her answer before giving an honest response. "No, it was fine. I decided not to use the safe word. And I'm actually really grateful that you gave me a chance to be with Twilight like that."

"I suspected you might enjoy it," Luna said.

"I'll definitely treasure that memory forever," Moondancer replied sincerely. "It's not the same as the real thing, obviously, but it's the closest I'll ever get."

"Oh, and why is that?" Luna asked. "Do you intend to hide your feelings for all eternity?"

Moondancer scoffed. "Please, Luna, I have no illusions about my chances with Twilight. I'm just happy I got to do this with a construct of her."

"Did we not just spend the night teaching you of the allure you hold for others?" Luna raised an eyebrow. "And I do not imagine you believe yourself to be intellectually inferior to her."

"I – You really think I could have a chance with her?" Hope stirred in Moondancer's heart, and she tried to quash it lest she be disappointed once again.

"Twilight speaks highly of you and your intellect," Luna said simply. "She would not have recommended you as my archivist otherwise. And do you truly believe, after all this, that she does not desire your body as well?"

"That was just a dream construct," Moondancer replied. "It wasn't real. Besides, even if I am attractive, she's a princess! She's probably got much more beautiful suitors to choose from."

"I am a Princess of Equestria as well," Luna said, "and yet I chose you. And there was another reason to shroud your vision besides heightening your other sense. Each stallion and mare in this session is a facsimile of a true pony who has held some desire for you in their heart."

"Really, all of them?" Moondancer had quickly lost count of how many ponies had used her mouth and pussy, but she could definitely say that it was a ludicrous number of ponies to be attracted to her.

"You are more fetching than you suspect, fair Moondancer."

Another burst of hope as Moondancer connected the dots. "Wait, if Twilight was in the scene, that means…"

Luna smiled. "Do you still believe it impossible to win Twilight's affections?"

The smile Moondancer returned was hesitant, but earnest. "I guess not."

"Should I inform the Castle that you will be away tomorrow on urgent business for me?"

Moondancer gasped. "You'd do that for me?"

"To help two of my closest friends find love? I would do that and more."

It was all too much. Moondancer rushed forward and wrapped Luna in a tight hug. "Oh, thank you, Luna! Thank you so much!"

"'Twas but a trifle," Luna said with an amused laugh. "Now go, and claim your love for your own."

Moondancer nodded. "I will." Before she could break the hug, however, she felt Luna lean down to whisper in her ear.

"And if you and Twilight ever decide you wish to learn more about the ways of lust, my door is always open. And next time, I promise you I will bring both of you to the edge of eroticism. Pedicabo ego vos et irrumabo."

Moondancer shivered at the words. "Lingua sed torpet, tenuis sub artus flamma demanat, sonitu suopte tintinant aures, gemina teguntur lumina nocte. I'll see you tomorrow, then?"

Luna nodded. "Until the morrow. I shall eagerly await your tidings when you return."

As the dream began to fade, Moondancer released Luna, staring her in the eye as she spoke. "Thank you again for everything, Luna."

"It was my sincerest pleasure. Fare thee well, fair Moondancer."

Moondancer bowed. "Fare thee well, Mistress Luna." And with that, the dream faded, giving way to a morning of hope and possibility.