Cadance didn't usually ask for a formal appointment with Princess Celestia.

The two of them were close; had been close for a long time. Simply turning up at her private apartments was something she was long in the habit of doing, though she'd admittedly done it rather less since she'd ascended to the throne of the Crystal Empire. The duties and demands of her position kept her in the north most of the time.

Still. After what she'd seen, what they'd done together, she wanted to give Celestia time to prepare herself. So she'd made the request, and then waited patiently for it to be granted, even though each passing minute seemed to take as long as an hour. Cadance didn't have the faintest idea, as she was finally shown into the Solar Princess's chambers, whether Celestia would simply act like nothing had happened.

She herself wasn't sure what she'd do if that was how Celestia chose to deal with it. Maybe just meeting at the Bolt Hole sometimes would be enough. But...

The polite, professional guard showed Cadance through the regular reception rooms, out to a chamber on the outer flank of the castle. Broad windows drenched the room in light, glowing warmly on the small white table, and the two chairs that waited beside it. A single rose rested on the tabletop, still bearing its thorns.

So. They weren't pretending it hadn't happened, then.

She sat.

The guard disappeared soundlessly. Again, time stretched as silence settled. Cadance lightly stroked the rose's petals, feeling their softness under her fingertips.

It wasn't a sound that alerted her that she was no longer alone. It was a change in the air, a different feeling. Without turning her head, Cadance said softly, "I didn't know that you wanted those kind of things."

In her peripheral vision, she saw Celestia settle into the chair opposite her. "I didn't," the other mare replied. "Not until the sisters drew it out of me, and showed it to me." A small smile quirked her lips. "I still have a lot to learn. A lot of training to go through. It's been... wonderful, learning something new about myself after all these years. Something so powerful, and intense." She paused, formulating the right words, then added, "You haven't mentioned to me your visits to that place, either."

Cadance heard the question within the statement. "Shining knows," she replied. "It's something that we talked about when we began dating. I love him, very much, and no pony could ever replace him, he knows that. I know that's true for him, too. We both get a little jealous, sometimes, when the other has a new lover that they're paying attention to, but he's my husband, and I'm his wife. That won't change. All relationships take work, but we're very happy together."

There was a gently contrite tone in Celestia's voice. "I'm sorry, Cadance. I didn't mean to pry."

Reaching across the small, round table, Cadance took Celestia's hand. "I would have been saddened if you didn't. I don't want you to feel there are things you can't ask me."

Celestia squeezed Cadance's hand in return, and a wry amusement entered her voice. "I should thank you for inspiring the two of them. Aloe told me that the idea for my disguise came from having seen you, a regular pony imitating an alicorn."

Cadance giggled. "I really didn't recognise you at first. The disguise wasn't that perfect, but I just couldn't believe you'd actually - do all of that. I really thought they'd fed some horny pegasus enough magic to give her a set of boobs and ass big enough to..."

She trailed off, and coloured slightly as Celestia gave her an amused look. "Big enough to?"

"Make an impression," Cadance substituted, playfully. "And the thought of fucking a pony that was even pretending to be you was... pretty stimulating."

"You never said anything about that, either."

"Well... now I've made my interest clearer..." Cadance leaned forward, and her voice sank to an intimate whisper. "You've taught me an awful lot over the years, Celestia. I could teach you some things in return..."

Celestia placed a finger against Cadance's lips, a faint pink blush colouring her alabaster cheeks. "That would be up to my Mistresses. They gave me all of this. I owe them my complete loyalty and obedience. At least when it comes to this." The pink deepened towards red, and she added more teasingly, "You could say that they own my sex."

The tiniest bit disappointed, but not particularly surprised, Cadance nodded in acknowledgement. "They care about you very much. I wouldn't try to interfere with the bond between you. But I do hope they'll come back to me with you, so we can do more... together. Under their guidance. Because what I felt of you, what I did to you..." Her eyes closed for a moment, as a shiver of recollection raced through her. Huskiness tinged her voice as she finished, "I would like more of that. I want more."

Leaning close, their fingers intertwined, Celestia's tone was throatily teasing. "You could always come back to the spa with me, as yourself. They've kept my visits a secret... there's no reason they couldn't do the same for you. And then, who knows what they might order me to do..."

Nipples stiff against the delicate fabric of her dress, a hot breathlessness rising into her chest, Cadance whispered, "Gladly. If that's what it takes before I can grind your pretty face into my cunt until you beg for mercy."

"They have done a wonderful job in training me to be a submissive cunt licker," breathed Celestia into Cadance's ear. "I'm sure something can be arranged."

The impulse rose too fast to be denied. Cadance turned her head and met Celestia's soft lips with her own, and before she knew it they were kissing hungrily, urgently, open mouthed. She couldn't help but groan in pleasure, tingling with passionate delight. She was breathless when the elder mare broke away, a look in Celestia's sparkling eyes which promised things that made her heart thump within her chest.

Soft, full lips shaping each word with sensual invitation, the older mare murmured, "I have a spa appointment at six. If you'd like to come."

"Nothing in this world could keep me away."

Author's Note

This piece took some time to write, and it came from conversations between DbzOrDie and I over what would happen next after the original commission, Relaxing Celestia. I wanted to see the next big step in their relationship as Dommes and sub, exploring the risks and rewards of showing off your slave to others, the sensuality and emotion of it.

I'm very happy to have spent the time to get to grips with it.