Moonlit Chase

Nightshade could hardly believe his luck, he had the princess of the night on a leash. He had to keep his mind from wandering into fantasies as he approached a narrow trail that lead up the walls of the canyon. From there he saw the group of stallions that had followed him, they had a few mares on leashes or thrown over their shoulders. He could smell the arousal of the mares below, it was intoxicating. But he had a much finer prize to make his own.

Sorry fellas, I ain’t sharing until she’s mine for good. He thought remembering the white collar on Luna’s neck.

He heard Luna walking behind him, and continued up the trail. They almost reached the top of the canyon wall when they finally entered a cave. Nightshade put the clock tower on twelve o clock sharp, signaling that it was being used. He tugged on Luna’s leash roughly making her stagger foreword after him into the cave. When they reached the back of it Nightshade found a light switch and flicked on the lights.

It looked more like a stone brick dungeon than a cave, it had solid, smooth walls that ran all along the cave, interrupted only by the cave entrance. Along the walls were several little entertaining toys, dildos of all shapes and sizes, teat clamps, teat suction pumps, whips, crops, rope, chains, spreader bars, wing binders, magic suppressors and a lot more that made Luna shiver with excitement. This was it, she was about to be taken, violated, used and punished. Just the thought of this stallion tying her down and whipping her made Luna’s nethers raven hotter. Nightshade noticed this.

“See something you like?” He taunted, then unclipped the leash, “Go get two items to start with, of your choice.”

Luna obeyed happily, she trotted over to the wall and grabbed a spreader bar and a whip. The spreader bar had a chain right in the middle as to attach her front cuffs to it and bend her over. The whip was short and thin, meant for accuracy and incredible amounts of pain. She laid the items at her masters hooves and bent over presenting her soaked marehood to him. Her front hooves were right between her back ones, leaving her head on the ground and her ass in the air.

“Interesting choices, why was there no gag to go with these?” Nightshade asked.

Luna responded emmediately, “You told me to get two items, no more no less. Besides, all of the stallions who caught me previously enjoyed hearing my screams, I thought you might as well.”

Nightshade nodded approvingly, “Obedient, and meek. How have you not been claimed yet?”

“I guess none of them fit the role of my permanent master,” Luna said, “But you might.”

Nightshade grinned, he grabbed a collaring block with a simple belt style black collar on it. He set it on the ground where Luna could see it.

“In that case,” He said attaching her hoof cuffs to the spreader bar and chain, “Lets break you.”

Luna felt her haunches lift to expose her pussy and ass to her master and his whip. She didn’t have to wait long. Nightshade brought the whip across Luna’s soaking foal-hole and hard. It struck with a resounding CRACK. Luna screamed, not loud enough to hurt anyone’s ears, but enough to be heard. She felt like her pussy was on fire, she wanted more, she wanted to be punished like a bad mare, to be used like a slut and nothing more.

He struck again, same result. He whipped her flank, her ass, her legs, same result. He picked up the pace, he kept whipping her at fifty lashes a minute all over her back half. He kept going, listening carefully for the barest hint of a safeword or the clear ring of the safety bell, it never came.

He struck her with the whip a few more times then stopped. Luna was already panting, and almost at her climax. He gently caressed her abused pussy with a hoof, Luna bucked violently against her restraints in response. He smiled, she was close.

“Please master, let me cum.” Luna begged quietly.

“When you belong to me, then I will allow it.” He said, “But not until you are mine and mine alone.”

Luna said nothing further. Nightshade smiled, and moved in front of her with a riding crop. He sat with his erect cock right in fron of Luna’s muzzle. She tried to reach the monstrous organ, but always came just short. She gave a lusty whimper of defeat. He smiled.

“So eager to please me are you slave?” He asked.

Luna nodded, “Yes master.”

“Open your mouth.”

Luna did so, eager to please her master. This is what she wanted. This is where she wanted to be. Under a stallion that was stronger than she, a stallion that would force her to serve him, a stallion that would use her. The idea of serving this stallion for the rest of her life, only needing to worry about being a good little bitch for him, was incredibly enticing. To be bound and helpless in his bed, office or basement and used as he saw fit, that was what she wanted in life.

She was thinking this as he shoved his cock in her mouth. Her lips made it about a quarter of the way along his dick when it reached into her throat. She lounged foreword to try and take more of him, and was spanked on the ass for it. She stopped doing it, despite wanting to both be spanked by his crop and to take his entire dick in her throat. She sucked lightly on the organ in her mouth while tending to it with her tounge. She knew that his dick was the largest she had encountered in centuries, a few dragons would be jealous of something of such impressive size. She reached a conclusion, he would be her permanent master.

He pulled out of her mouth, and returned the crop to the wall.

“Please, let me cum, master.” Luna begged, “I want to be yours, I want to be used by you and any you allow. I want to serve you, to wear your collar. I want you to own me. Please master, take me.”

Nightshade grinned triumphantly, he had won. He undid the spreader bar, and used the whip to cut through Luna’s white collar. He gestured to the collaring block, and Luna obediently rested her head on it. He approached her. Holding her head down on the block, then pulled the collar around her neck and buckled it tightly. Tight enough to put a slight pressure on her windpipe, but not so tight as to cut off breathing or circulation. Then he mounted her and shoved his cock into her cunt. Luna moaned in satisfaction, and she came soon after.

Luna collapsed of exhaustion, and Nightshade laid next to her. “Well done princess.”

“Please,” Luna said, “ Call me Luna.”

Then she kissed him, and he kissed back. Until she passed out in his embrace. He laid his head down too, and slept.