A pegasus mare like a dozen others cowered in her cage in the dungeons, a red collar with her padlock that bore the crest of the Society, only this one looked slightly worn and used.
Her hind legs were bound to the cage bars and spread her pussy open for anypony who cared, but none seemed to pay her attention at the moment as she lay panting with her forelegs dangling from slots in the bottom of her jail. She had gotten her forelegs free and had fought valiantly to free her hind legs without any success.
Tears leaked from her eyes as she fought to free her wings with force alone, whimpering as she fought the heavy enchanted rope to no avail. “Well, would you look at that?” A stallion said curiously. “A pegasus of such beauty, trying to escape? Where would you go?” he asked.
“Help me! I’m not supposed to be here, let me out. Let me see my mom and sisters again, don’t let them keep me like this,” she wept. “I had a life and was gonna be with foal next season and… please help me,” she cried out, falling to her chest and giving up.
He gulped and looked around at the other mares in cages, they looked at her with concern and pity. “A-are you,” he cleared his throat. “Tell me, who are you, sub?”
“Th-they told me to tell anypony my name is BRSTR-0021, but my name is Bright Star and I’m from Cloudsdale and I want my mommy,” she began to cry loudly gathering attention from other ponies.
The stallion, unnerved, frowned and pulled a crop from his underbelly, slapping it against Bright Star’s dangling leg getting a yelp and spittle with tears sprayed across his face. “I didn’t ask you for your name! Do you want out? Do you want me to take you from this room to a different place?!”
She looked at him, eyes wet, nose running, and lips trembling… then her bell rang once. A collective sigh filled the air as ponies returned to their tasks and role playing while he visibly relaxed and went into his role again.
He trotted around her cage, looking her over and taking note of the feathers that she had pulled from her wings in her struggle to free herself. He grinned as he got to her rear. “Well, I can see you’re excited to be near me,” he raised a foreleg and let his hoof slap hard across her rump.
She screamed loudly between quiet sobs. “No, please, I’ll do whatever you say! Just get me out of here, let me go home,” she blubbered as he began to rub the tip of the crop against her swollen pussy.
He then used the crop and struck her across her vulva, waiting for her to quiet enough for him to yell over her. “You will call me Master,” he struck her again against a red mark left by his hoof.
“Master! Master, pppleeease don’t do that again,” she begged loudly with snot and tears dripping to the ground below her cage.
He was taken back by her devotion, never having had a mare so in character before was unsettling him and he considered leaving her to a more experienced dom, but he wanted the challenge. He bit the ropes holding her hind legs open and freed her.
“Oh, thank you, thank you!” she pressed her muzzle through the bars pleadingly. “Take me from here, Master, take me anywhere I can be free.” He unlocked the door and she leapt into his forelegs nearly knocking him over. “Such a strong earth pony,” she whispered, but he heard it and shoved her to the ground.
“Base, sub.” She hesitated and he brought the crop across her shoulder sending her staggering back.
“I, don’t know what that means, Mister Master, Sir,” she sniffled and backed away from his approach.
“Stand and show me your collar,” he commanded to the cowering mare reaching his foreleg back and taking a leash that was hanging from his tail, presenting it to her as she shakily stood. He moved closer and whispered. “I’ll get you out, just play along.”
She stiffened and nodded, wiping her fetlock across her eyes to clear them enough to see his offer. “What’s th-that for?” she looked at the three clips at the end of each extension of the leash. She watched with slight awe as he threaded it through the ring in her collar and down her underbelly.
“Sit,” he said softly. When she did he clamped two of the clips to each of her teats.
“Wh-what about the last one?” she whimpered, looking down as it dangled close to her marehood. He shoved her and she landed on her back, before she could protest she felt the tight sting of the third clamp on her exposed clit. With a muffled screech she curled onto herself and placed her hooves between her legs, trembling mightily.
“Get up, sub, I’ve got something to show you.”
With a tug on the leash all three clips pulled taut and she uncurled with a shocked expression he’d never seen. As though she was struck with lightning instead of writhing in pain her body was rigid, legs as straight as they could be, and a look that he couldn’t identify. She relaxed and calmly rolled to her belly, then hooves. “Y-yes, Mister Master. Please, don’t do that again,” she said standing behind him.
He trembled slightly as he held the leash. “Lower your head and know your place,” he told her. She looked aside at another passing submissive mare and copied her stance, ignoring the concerned looks she was getting. “Now, come with me,” he told her, taking the lead with her close behind him.
Her yellow coat and white mane stood out against the crowd around her as she seemed to glow with beauty that only comes from a visit to the main floor spa, he thought to himself as he tugged the slack leash to keep her close to him.
“We’re going to see a special pony who’ll help me with you,” he said softly to her, “just stay quiet.”
She sniffled and looked at him with the most pathetic look he’d ever seen. His resolve nearly broke before he turned back to the path ahead. They blended into the crowd finally and within half an hour he’d led her down stairs, ramps, hallways, and finally into a cave carved from the rock itself.
Bright Star tried to stop, fear gripping her as she was forced to follow him into the dark tunnel, but the pain to her nipples and clit reminded her to follow. “Thank you for not hurting me that time,” she whispered as she reached his side.
“Hey, no problem. Just around the corner ahead,” he motioned with a nod of his head, “get ready,” he whispered to her as they rounded the corner to a closed heavy wooden door. “Let me get that for you,” he said, knocking three times.
The door clanked as it was unlocked and swung inwards showing a tall unicorn, her blue eyes meeting Bright Star’s green ones with a lust that reflected her fear in his eyes.
The mare grabbed the leash in her magic and pulled fast and hard taking Bright Star into the room and rolling, tumbling across the floor in to the center of the room just barely stopping before she made contact with something. The door shut as she was now alone with two ponies she didn’t know and pain racking her body.
She finally inhaled a short breath from the painful shock and started to wail as she slowly curled, only to have the unicorn tug the leash again. “You got me a good one this time?” she asked the stallion.
“Y-yeah, she’s a strong mare though, we might not be able to break her.”
The tall mare dragged Bright Star with her until she was muzzle to muzzle with the other stallion. “Never show weakness in front of a worthless sub,” she growled, looking into his eyes. She dropped the leash turning back to Bright Star. “I am your mistress and will be address as such. This stallion is your master, and will be address as such, do you understand?”
Bright Star nodded weakly and was covered in a blue glow and spun around several times, gently landing on a seat of some sort. She tipped slightly side to side as she fought her dizziness.
“Now, before we start,” Mistress said calmly, “test your bell.”
A single chime signaled their beginning.
“Sub, my Master tells me you’re strong willed and wish for freedom?” Bright Star whimpered in agreement, forehooves still clutching her reddening teats. “Then we will show you freedom you never knew you wanted. This is our room, where you will live for the rest of the weekend and be taught to please both of us.”
Bright Star moved to get to her hooves but stopped as the pain on her nethers grew. She looked down the best she could and followed the leash to a machine behind her that silenced her almost completely. She looked at her seat and noticed it was a bench long enough to lay across. “N-no, please don’t-” she managed before a crop striking her swollen breast stopped her.
A bridle was forced over her head with Mistress’ magic and immediately Master wrapped a ball gag into her mouth and fastened it to the back of her new headwear. Her muffled cries and whimpering went unheeded as she was guided to laying her belly onto the bench. She flexed her wings in futility and fought with what little strength she had left to keep her forelegs from being tied to the floor in brand new hoof cuffs that were like silk against her fur.
Her hind legs were tied in line with her body against the machine and an average sized dildo lowered and while Mistress worked in Bright Star’s field of vision taking toys, straps, lubricants, bottles with a green stripe across them…
Master set the machine and calibrated it. “Mistress, it’s ready,” he sang as he unclipped only her clit.
“Good, turn it on.”
Bright Star’s eye widened as she looked into the hungry blue eyes of Mistress and felt the bench vibrating as it turned on. Her eyes closed tight as her body was slowly penetrated with the pistoning faux cock, lubricated with her own juices as it drove deeper inside her. A slight smile crossed her lips as it hilted against her and pushed her inches forward.
“Darn it, Master, you didn’t set the stop right,” Mistress scolded him and used her magic to move some levers on the device. “There, we’re not going to let some machine penetrate your womb,” she smiled kindly to Bright Star, “that’s Master’s job.”
The dildo began to slowly turn and try as she might, Bright Star couldn’t hold back her orgasm as it took control of her. Her legs pulled against all their bonds, her wings flexed enough to make the rope creak as it pulled against her feathers, and her body arched at her head and flagged tail as marecum squirted from her.
“Wow, that was quick!”
A snap sounded and Master yelped. “Stop being so immature, we’re in character, act like it.”
“Yes, Mistress,” he answered quietly. “What now? She’s cum so…”
“So nothing, let her stay right there and rut me inches from her muzzle. She needs to smell us, to become ours, to desire us.”
He gulped. “Y-yes, Mistress,” he answered trotting into Bright Star’s view sporting a surprisingly average cock for such an average Master.
Mistress moved her rump to the edge of the bench and with little else, he climbed over Bright Star’s head and rested his balls on her muzzle as Mistress backed up until her breasts touched the edge of the bench.
Bright Star watched as he moved his rear over her head, his tail brushing her back as he lined himself with Mistress’ winking pussy. He thrust himself into Mistress with a wet shlurp that sent marecum droplets onto Bright Star’s face and into her eyes. She didn’t blink as she watch the stallion’s cock slide out, glistening in the firelight for a split second before driving into Mistress again and again.
Bright Star trembled as another orgasm spiked from her sopping wet pussy, coating her legs and underbelly with her aromatic warm juices. The scent quickly reached Master and sent him over the edge with a grumbling warning he hilted inside Mistress and whinnied as he filled her with his seed.
“Stay on me, Master, don’t you,” Mistress panted, “dare pull out yet. Don’t you bucking take your cock from my pussy or, or…” she grunted as her orgasm hit like a baseball bat to several spots across her vaginal walls, tightening them, squeezing his cock for every drop he could give her. He backed up slowly and left Mistress’ body, his cock slapping the yellow mare across the face before it was dragged across her muzzle and finally, with his hoof, wiped the tip in her forelocks.
Mistress simply backed up and let the deluge of both hers and Master’s juices pour from her body soaking the bench and the entirety of Bright Star’s front chest to her belly. Once the main gush was over Mistress nodded to Master who removed the ball gag, letting it rest in the fluids pooled under her chin.
Mistress backed up and with a clench of her belly muscles began to slowly push more of his seed mixed with her wet aromatic bouquet across Bright Star’s muzzle.
“Drink, because you’re gonna need it before the day is over,” was all Mistress said before Bright Star began to lap at the dripping mixture as the machine shut off. Bright Star leaned up and nearly placed her lips to Mistress’ dribbling cunt, but stopped herself and cowered back.
“N-no. You have to let me go. I have to see my family again. They’re so worried about me,” she pouted, beginning to tug at her restraints. “I need to fly! Just let me fly around out there for a second, I won’t run away, I promise…”
Mistress backed up until her clit brushed against Bright Star’s mane and then squatted before moving forward very slowly with a sway of her hips, shuddering as she coated the bound mare’s entire head with sticky cum. Mistress stumbled forward and fanned her tail to cool herself off slightly while turning to look at Bright Star.
“You’re going to fly, once you make both of us cum until we’re satisfied with you. Until then, take a moment to rest and recover, we’ve got plenty of time, right, Master?”
He entered Bright Star view and replaced the ball gag without opposition. “You’re gonna be a great cock sleeve,” he whispered to her in his kind voice from earlier, then chuckled as he trotted around Mistress and sniffed under her tail.
She ‘eeped’ as his tongue met her hind lips and she frowned playfully at him though her mask. “Move the machine and get the toys ready, I wanna get some more marecum for my collection.”
He blushed and shrugged. “Okay,” he licked his lips after licking hers and went back to the machine, looking at the sticky panting mare as he passed her, untied her hind legs, and using his earth pony strength he moved the machine with little struggle. The sound of metal scraping against stone as the base moved reverberated through the small cavern they were in.
“Master! Master?! Mistress screamed into the screaming noise getting his right ear to swivel toward her.
He stopped pushing and looked back. “Huh?!” he shouted back as the noise died. “Oh, yeah, sorry.” His blush was visible behind his mask as he took to his four hooves again. “So, toys?”
Mistress rolled her eyes and took several in her aura and a small table from where it leaned against the wall against the far side of the cavern.
“Mph,” Bright Star mumbled and sniffled as she started pulling at her binds again as both ponies busied themselves with setting up the table behind her. She inhaled deeply through her nose as one of her legs slipped the hoof cuff, lubricated nicely from her non-spa facial. She glanced over her withers, turned back and licked along the puddle of fluids along the bench, then leapt off the bench to her hooves and made it to the door before her doms could react. She pulled the door open and galloped down the tunnel into the crowd, stopping quickly scraping her hooves across the stone stopping before she hit a sub being rutted in her path with two stallions holding her down, one behind her, and a mare grinning to the ceiling as she leaned back on her rump, forelegs supporting her as her hind legs wrapped under the mare’s barrel as her inner depths were massaged by the gangbanged mares tongue.
Bright Star reached to her cheeks and scrambled at her gag pulling it free and taking a deep breath as she took to a panicked gallop away from the scene as her doms exited the cave and tumbled over each other and into the gangbanging group with a collective scream as the tumbled into a pile.
The entire gangbang group started shouting insults to the couple with the ravaged mare being the loudest in her disapproval as the two stood and apologized profusely while looking for their lost charge. “There she is!” Mistress shouted ass he started to gallop after Bright Star.
Bright Star pushed through ponies calling for help as she ran, stopping once to try to chew through her bound wings. ’There she is!’ she heard and didn’t look back as she began to gallop again, panic clear on her as she called for help spotting nearby guards and moving to them.
“Please! You have to help me, I’ve been foalnapped and held against my will! I don’t belong here,” she looked back at the doms as they approached, “they’re after me! Stop them, please help me,” she pleaded.
The guards stood tall and readied their weapons, facing the approaching duo. “You two, what’s going on here?!”
“She’s ours, she escaped and ran, that’s all. Can we have her back?”
“No! They’re torturing me! Making me do things too awful for words,” her eyes watered as she stood behind the earth pony guard.
“Is this true? Or one of your games?”
The bell tinkled behind the guards and they both looked at her and the bell obviously on her tail that was displayed to them. “It’s true! Don’t let them take me back, please. Do your jobs and arrest them!” she demanded as they rolled their eyes and relaxed.
“She’s all yours, have fun.”
Her doms grinned as she was encased in a blue glow and levitated behind Mistress, silent in resignation at her fate.
“You’re gonna regret running from us,” Master grumbled as nearby ponies murmured then began to applaud and cheer.
“Best actress I’ve ever seen!”
“I want her, can I have her?!”
“What’s her name, I need her, too! Let’s share!”
“Amazing! Bravo!”
Bright Star couldn’t hide a bit of a blush as she lashed out. “Let me out! Anypony, why won’t you help me?! I don’t belong here,” she shouted at the crowd that was applauding her. “This isn’t an act, stomp these foalnappers.”
She shouted and fought against the magic into the cave and down the tunnel back into their room. She scowled angrily as she was levitated and stripped of the rope holding her wings. “Don’t you try anything or I might hurt you by accident,” Master said as he dropped the wing binds and quickly went to and back from their toy table.
“Master,” Mistress said, “those look amazingly empty. I think they need to be worn.”
Bright Star whimpered and pouted to him. “Please, Master, don’t put those on me.” He rolled his eyes and went behind her strapping a belt around her withers and another across her belly. Bright Star struggled for a moment. “You’re no fun,” she mumbled to herself.
With a growl, Master used his lips and teeth to tighten the belts a notch more than he’d planned. Bright Star coughed once at the sudden tightness but didn’t protest as she felt him strap something to the arms of her wings from root to tip across both of her wings. “You’re not complaining now, are you?” he asked as he yanked a strap hard enough to make her squeak in pain.
She bucked her hind legs quickly just missing him. “Sorry, Master, jerk reaction,” she sneered back at him. As Mistress giggled he frowned and brought his forehoof across the red mark on her flank.
“You want a jerk?” he asked her in a low growl. With a final strap through the back of her collar and down to the base of her tail he struck the center of the device and smirked as Bright Star screamed at the strain of her wings being forced fully open and immobilized. The aura dissipated and she fell to her knees as pain shot through her back.
The pain wasn’t the only thing that she noticed about her back as Master mounted her from behind. She kicked her hind legs in futility as her lower body was pressed to the cold stone. Mistress took the leash and pulled it taught, the clamps pinching violently against Bright Star’s sore nipples making her cry out. “Mistress, please, don’t do that again.”
“You don’t imply what I should and shouldn’t do! You’re our mare and have not earned a name, you will refer to yourself as ‘this one’ or something of the sort,” Mistress trailed off, never having thought to train a sub in what to call itself.
“Mistress, this one asks you not to-” Bright Star managed before another tug on her nipples silenced her.
“Your Mistress will do as she pleases to her toy and her toy will learn to please her Mistress,” she held the leash in her magic intent on yanking it at the wrong answer.
“How can this one please her Mistress and Master?” Bright Star asked.
Both doms looked at each other and smirked. Master leaned down and whispered into her ear. “You must please Mistress with your tongue.” Bright Star hesitated a second and was rewarded by the sensation of her hind lips being parted by his cock as it slowly penetrated her. She moaned and trembled at the sensation of his hot meat penetrating her. Each pulse reminding her of how great a real stallion felt as he spread her open to her cervix before his balls pressed against her clit.
It was the best four seconds of the night in her opinion, as she trembled under his weight and around his cock within her.
She looked ahead as her Mistress stood over her and turned around, laying on her belly with the leash draped across her back in sight of Bright Star, reminding her of what would happen if she didn’t please Mistress or Master right.
Mistress backed up until her tail brushed the still sticky but drying mane of her sub. “Please your Mistress.”
Bright Star leaned forward and with more skill than she should have exhibited let her lips press against Mistress’ vulva and used her tongue to separate her labia and swirl around her vagina entrance. Her nose rubbed between Mistress’ ass as her bottom lip worked in time with Mistress’ winking to rub against her clit.
Master was beginning to piston inside her body as he watched Mistress’ tail move aside and Bright Star work her tongue inside her body, unknowing of the masterful skill she was using inside Mistress’ body.
The female dom gasped as Bright Star started, shocked at the sensations she was experiencing all at the same time was like getting penetrated with a pony licking the stallion’s cock. Her magic faultered and faded, dropping the leash as she gave in to the feeling Bright Star was giving her with a nicker and straight back.
The taste of fresh pussy and still fresh cum from her Master fueled her passion as Master pressed deeper than she’d expected, massaging her g-spot, and the sudden slapping of his balls against her was exactly what she needed. Pressing her muzzle so deep into Mistress her lips pressed against Mistress’ vagina and finally her tongue extended as far as it would go.
She twisted her head side to side, letting her chin brush against Mistress’ clit as she assaulted the depths of her foalhole in time with Master’s pounding inside her.
A tightness began in Bright Star’s belly, growing and tingling around her lower body. A feeling she’d missed for too long, a feeling that was what she’d longed for for days.
Master’s flare, engulfed with fresh blood hardened and pressed against the wet walls of Bright Star, his thrusting quickened and with a loud moan he hilted and released inside her, sending cups of fresh seed into her womb garden, foolishly seeking seeds to fertilize at the wrong time of year.
The feeling of pressure building in her womb as his throbbing cock pressed deep inside her was more than she needed as she came with him, almost doubling the pressure in her lower body as she clenched so tight the thought of hurting him crossed her mind for a split second before her mind went blissfully blank and she gave in to habit and instinct, reaching with her forelegs and gripping Mistress’ thighs, pulling her closer so she could bury her muzzle into Mistress’ convulsing cunny.
Master’s shout of pleasure echoed in the room as Bright Star milked him dry for every drop he could imagine, yet even pulling out he felt like his cock was being squeezed to guarantee nothing was left inside him. A flash of concern passed through him as his medial ring stopped inside her, sending a pulse a pleasure that was akin to the little cum in his balls being sucked out of him before her cunt let him pass half-way.
Mistress’ body convulsed as she felt herself stretching, her sub’s skill reaching never before depths touched by another pony’s tongue. Slurping and panting came from behind her as Master came and sounded like he was still cumming. The vibrations and twitched of her sub’s face against her, inside her, all added to the fact that she was immobilized by passion and her sub’s grip sent her over the edge.
Mistress let her instincts take over and fought to scramble away with all her strength to no avail, she felt herself cumming, warm squirting fluid leaving her body, and her pussy contracting around her sub’s muzzle.
A cacophony of moans and screams were all they could hear, pleasure was all they could feel, and instinct drove them on to keep going until Master collapsed on his subs back, she felt Mistress’ orgasm peak and released her, and as one they all collapsed panting and gasping for air, riding their orgasms and beginning to bask in the giddy afterglow that followed.
In a daze they all grouped together and sighed contently as exhaustion and fulfillment took them in it’s warm embrace and they dozed off to a well deserved sleep. The last thing they heard was their sub whisper ‘clockface.’
…
Mistress and Master awoke to a room devoid of their sub. They stood and shook themselves to wake up and removed their masks. “That was incredible,” Mistress said as she nuzzled her stallion. “Who was that mare?”
“She said her name was Bright Star, but for the love of Celestia I don’t think we’ll ever truly know who she was,” he chuckled as he looked behind her, “at least she cleaned up.”
The mare turned and gasped at the immaculate cleanliness of the small cavern they were in. The machine was where it should have been had he not moved it. Their toys, leashes, whips, crops, dildo’s, and even personal cloaks that were in her saddlebags were clean, lined up and ready to be used right away or packed up so they could move on.
Mistress smiled to herself. “I think I’ll keep an eye out for that mare. Bright Star or not, I want her to be ours.”
Master sided her. “I’ve never heard you even suggest that, but I feel the same. I think she can teach us both somethings. Are you thinking of changing your mask for a collar?” he joked and laughed when she gave him a playful shove.
“...With her, maybe,” she admitted and silenced Master with her admission. She smirked and gathered their equipment. “C’mon, our rental’s gotta be almost over and I can’t wait to stand under a hot shower.”
“Awe, you don’t wanna be covered in Master’s cum?”
She closed her saddlebags and levitated them onto his back. “If my tail wasn’t sticking to my leg I might think about it. Why don’t we spend a night in CTS west? You can know the joy of sticky legs and tell me how great it is.”
He grimaced. “Uh, no thanks. Not yet, anyway. Masks on, my love. And I do love you,” he said leaning in for a kiss, “even though I’ll probably have Bright Star on my mind for a while.”
She pressed her lips to his. “Me, too.”
They shared a chuckle and opened the door, leaving the room and a slight lingering scent of what’d transpired for the next users.
Bright Star waved her tail as she walked from the bathroom to her bedroom and climbed into the bed large enough for a dozen ponies to have an orgy on with space to spare and sighed contently. “Little Mare, take a note.”
Her pip chimed.
“Finally, I found a couple that could play along somewhat decently and even achieved the rare task of not only filling me with cum from an earth pony, and quite an example of one at that. Cock was just right, didn’t only care about face-fucking me or getting off from the start, and best was he actually cared when he did fuck me that I swear I could feel it as he rutted me.
“I would have let him do me in the plot but I was exhausted! Oh yeah, Mistress was just right for me. Demanding but not a sadist, she shared fluids with me and my mane will smell of them for days so I’ll have to wear more perfume or somepony’ll wonder why I smell of cum from a stallion and mare.
“I can’t have that scandal again. Anyway, back on track. Bright Star is a mare by name and body I’ll be using again quite possibly at CTS East. I know it’s not proper, but I desire physical attention that I can’t get in my normal life. End note.”
Her pip chimed twice.
She flipped her white mane and looked out the window at the night sky. The events of the previous couple and what they’d done stayed in her mind as the moon transversed the sky. She couldn’t help but flex her wings and resist the urge to touch her tender nipples at the feeling played through her mind.
Three loud knocks snapped her from the moment Master had whispered naughty things in her ear and her wings flared while she flew off the bed. “Just a moment, please,” she called to the knocker.
“Hurry, it’s time to wake up,” a mare called from the other side.
A flash of golden light filled the room and Celestia stumbled at the height change but still opened the door to Luna. “Good morning, sister. How was your evening?” Luna crossed the threshold and covered her mouth as a laugh escaped. “Luna? Is something wrong?”
“Oh, it is even better now,” she replied mirthfully and the doors to Celestia’s chambers closed. “Tell me, will you ever join me at the Society? Are you nearly ready to join at all?”
Celestia sighed. “Sister, Luna, I’ve told you before that I can not join the Society. The fallout from a scandal would be irreparably damaging and-” she stopped as Luna’s cheeks puffed and she snerked, holding back her laugh while pointing to Celestia’s neck. Celestia blushed instantly and her horn lit, her collar vanished, and she flipped her mane. “We’ll discuss this tonight, Sister.”
Luna broke into foalish laughter and had to sit down as Celestia rose the sun half an hour early, walked past her, opened the door and closed it behind her with laughter echoing down the halls, following her, mocking her one foolish slip in four hundred years.
