Chapters “Go ahead dear,” the white and purple striped mare spoke softly.
Twilight Sparkle peeked out from behind the comforting tangle of her mother’s legs. Fillies and foals of all shape and size filled the room. At first coming to the palace had been exciting. She had only really been inside once before, and had never left her brother’s side as they were given a short tour of the Royal guard’s chambers.
This was something completely different. Something new and exciting. In the days leading up to this day, she had acted out the events over and over in her mind. She imagined she was being invited by Celestia herself, to attend a fancy party or invited for tea. This was her own invitation to the castle, and it excited her to no end.
However, now with all these strange ponies and the threat of leaving the warm comfort of her mother’s side, she felt a twinge of fear. She looked up into her mother’s comforting sky blue eyes. “Twilight, don’t be afraid. I know you’ll make all kinds of new friends,” the mare told her. “You know you’re so very special, and I’m sure you’ll have no trouble today.”
Twilight put on her bravest smile. “Alright….I’ll try my best”
As the purple filly walked hesitantly into the room, she slowly became aware how difficult that promise was going to be. She saw a group of unicorn fillies talking about their dolls. But all she had ever had was her raggedy Smarty Pants doll. She saw one of the dolls a pink unicorn with a white mane had brought with her for assurance. It was nothing like hers. It was, well, beautiful. A perfect Pegasus doll with a combed mane and perfect, hand stitched clothes.
Twilight’s parents had never been poor. But it had just never occurred to Twilight to have such a pretty toy. Her own mane was cut plainly, and she didn’t even own any dresses or fancy clothes. She kept pacing around the room.
Another group of mostly unicorn foals was loudly talking about sports. She had read about the sports they talked about; all popular sports with unicorns, such as tennis or golf. But she had never played. Although she hated to admit it, every attempt she made to play with her brother was met with monumental failure. While running, her hooves just never seemed to agree with each other and she stumbled. Her coordination was terrible, and any attempt to strike a moving ball or object was an abject demonstration on how NOT to do something.
She finally smiled as she saw a small group of unicorns pouring over a shelf of books and talking excitedly amongst themselves. She trotted towards them, certain she finally found some safe haven in this alien room.
As she neared, the conversation stopped suddenly. A small filly with an unusually loud voice spoke up. “Hi. Did you want to read with us?” She motioned towards the other fillies discussing their books. “What do you like to read?”
Twilight gazed awkwardly towards the ground and stammered slightly. “Ponyosophy mostly” she blushed slightly. “I just finished The Critique of Equine Reason and it’s one of my favorites.” If anypony didn’t know better, they would have sworn Twilight emitted a small ‘squee’.
The small group stared with wide eyes at the filly. The loud mouthed unicorn spoke eventually. “Well, we really only are talking about Harry Trotter….I mean seriously, are you some kind of egghead?”
Twilight nearly broke into tears. She grabbed the thickest book she could lay her horn on, and slunk to a corner of the room. She imagined the thick binding of the book shielding the room from her tears.
In a nearby hallway of the palace, there existed an isolated room. Nearly every public space in the palace could be observed remotely, made possible by a now ancient hex cast by Celestia eons ago. At this same time, a snow white alicorn observed the unusual scene unfolding.
She spoke in slightly more than a whisper, as if she may disturb the fillies and foals she was observing. The omniscience of her voice was not lost however.
“I see all the students have arrived for the School for Gifted Unicorns placement test.”
“Yes Princess.”
She sat observing for a small time. To be honest, she had made her mind up already. She had repeated this routine for hundreds of years. Celestia knew exactly what she was looking for. In the ancient days it had been a partner to help her combat evil and safeguard the kingdom. But recently, her decisions had been influenced by other conditions.
As she surveyed the room, she kept returning her gaze to one isolated filly. The princess saw her sorrow; her loneliness. She was such a plain pony. Her mane was cut in a practical manner, something one might expect from a mother cutting hair at home. There was no primping or embellishing, just a simple pony with perhaps some modicum of intelligence.
It was exactly what Celestia lusted after.
“Guard, I wish to have a private audience with this purple filly,” she spoke with soft words. “I wish to interview her personally.”
“Right away, my Princess,” A golden armored guard left the room silently to relay the order.
The princess thought to herself as she gazed at the reflection before her. She thought of what the following day might hold in store for her and her new ‘acquisition’. “Certainly such an ordinary pony will be thrilled simply to be chosen.” She smiled to herself. “Any pony in Equestria would count themselves fortunate…”
Twilight had been scared at first. She was worried she had done something wrong. A guard had entered the large meeting room and spoke with one of the middle-aged unicorns overseeing the testing. The armored guard had pointed at her. The cold stare in his eyes frightened her. She looked on anxiously as a kind looking mare walked towards her, a warm smile on her face.
“Hello miss. Are you over here all by yourself?”
“Y..Yes ma’am,” Twilight said, searching for an excuse to be so isolated. She held up the book she was reading. “I’m, um, just doing some light reading before the test!”
The purple earth pony glanced at the book. “Hmmm. Geometry Solutions Derived from Mechanics by Ponymedes…,” she furrowed her brow slightly. “Light reading, indeed.
“Well Miss Sparkle, please come with me. It’s your turn to be given the test.”
“Yes ma’am, I’m ready.” Twilight followed the mare out of the room, very relieved to be leaving this large group of foreign ponies. The filly left the room behind, and was led into a spacious courtyard. The sun was out, but obscured behind some clouds. It was still very early in the day. The few beams that escaped the clouds played across the many statues and ornately trimmed shrubs in the small walkway. The mare leading her broke the idyllic scene with her introduction.
“My name is Merriweather. I won’t be giving you the test today however. You may be surprised to hear that occasionally the royal family conducts the testing personally.”
“Does…that mean what I think it means?” the filly asked, barely containing herself.
“Yes miss. Princess Celestia will be conducting your test herself.”
Twilight stopped walking for a moment. Her face beamed a huge smile. Her hooves seemed to begin moving on their own as her excitement bubbled over. “Yes yes yes yes yes yes!” she pranced around happily, completely oblivious to her surroundings.
“A hem,” Merriweather’s dainty voice broke Twilight’s temporary excitement. The earth pony was far too refined to let anything affect her composure. “Really, Miss Sparkle, please show some restraint. I assume you have never met the Princess before?”
“No ma’am. I mean, not really. Not in person.” The blushing filly responded.
“Well come with me. You certainly don’t want to meet her looking like that.” Merriweather led Twilight into a ladies powder room.
“Looking like what?”
“Honestly dear, have you never heard of a conditioner?”
“Oh my, these hooves! They’re absolutely filthy. Here, wash them and then I’ll help you clean them properly.”
“Well at least your mane is clean. But such a simple style and it looks like as if a bird nested in here. Hand me that comb Miss Sparkle.”
“Have you brushed your teeth recently? Oh, thank goodness.”
“Alright miss, now lift your tail for me.”
“Lift my what?” Twilight finally objected.
“Honestly Miss Sparkle, we are all mares here. Do remember who you are about to meet. With your…questionable appearance, I simply must make sure you are presentable.”
“Al…alright ma’am, but I just washed this morning for the test!”
The small purple filly hesitantly lifted her now combed tail for Merriweather. The earth pony leaned forward with a businesslike manner. She carefully inspected Twilight’s intimate regions. She even used a hoof, ever so carefully, to gently part the filly’s labia, dutifully inspecting the region. “Alright miss Sparkle, that will do,” Merriweather said as she leaned away from the filly’s rump.
Twilight rose slowly, her face a deep shade of crimson. “Do I get to meet the Princess now?”
Merriweather quickly checked her own appearance in the mirror. “Well of course, miss.” She motioned towards the door. As Twilight practically skipped out to the courtyard, Merriweather blocked her path. “But remember, my little filly, whom you are about to meet. This is the ruler of our entire land. I expect you to be on your best behavior. And always remember, her every word is law.”
The room Twilight entered was unlike anything she had seen before. Her hooves clopped loudly on the marble floors, and a strange coolness settled upon her as soon as she entered. The only light was from some sconces on the walls, and in the dim lighting, it appeared to be entirely empty. She craned her neck to the ceiling, as massive marble columns rose and seemingly disappeared in the darkness. “Miss Merriweather?” she nearly whispered. Twilight turned around, but nopony was there. She was all alone in the dim chamber.
The tiny filly seemed out of place in the cavernous room. She walked slowly forwards, trying to put on her bravest face. ‘Think of Shiney,’ she thought to herself. ‘Think of mom and dad...” The filly steeled herself. ‘I need to do anything I can to pass this test!’
She walked past another marble column and lost her breath at what she saw. On a large, stuffed red velvet fainting couch, her idol, her ruler, lay casually. The flames from the sconces played off her snow white coat. Twilight could have sworn her mane shone as if the sun itself was shining down on her. Her soft, violet eyes focus intently on Twilight.
“O…oh!” stammered Twilight. She awkwardly bowed low. “Princess Celestia! My name is Twilight Sparkle. I’m…so happy to meet you!”
Celestia rose and walked over to meet the small filly. Twilight stole a small glimpse from her bowed position, and could hardly hold her excitement as she saw the Princess herself striding towards her. “Arise, my little student.” Celestia spoke softly. To Twilight, it was almost as if the entire chamber was filled with her voice.
Twilight looked upon her idol fully for the first time. She immediately imagined that they were finally meeting as friends, playing out all her fantasies in her head. Twilight had always dreamed she would one day be the closest friend of the Princess. That they could talk together and play together, and be as close as sisters. She could barely contain her wide smile.
“Twilight Sparkle, I have been looking forward to this,” said Celestia. “Your teachers from last year spoke as if you could be the next prodigy of Equestria.”
Twilight blushed a deep crimson. She had no words at all at this point. She crossed her hooves absently and stared towards the ground.
“Please, do not be so humble. I requested this session myself, because I believe in your abilities.” The large white pony beckoned the small filly to the oversized couch. “Come Twilight. I hope you are not worried about the test. For someone of you talents, it can be quite easy indeed.” She seated herself regally at one end.
Twilight smiled and relaxed slightly. It was almost too much for her, but the Princess was so kind and her words were so soothing. She followed the alicorn to the red couch and sat down at the far end.
The Princess smiled widely at the filly. “Now I know this is a bit overwhelming for such a little pony. Let us take things slowly and I can assure you that you will do just fine.” The white mare produced a small notepad and pencil. “Now Twilight, please tell me what magic you have been working on.”
“Telekinesis!” Twilight blurted out. She was so very proud of herself. She could levitate a book all by herself now! Her parents had been so pleased with her when she had showed them.
“Oh, how exciting!” The Princess said. “Can you show me?” She placed her notepad on the floor a short distance away. “Perhaps you could levitate my notepad back to me.?”
Twilight grinned and could hardly contain her girlish screams. She was about to perform magic for the Princess! She gathered herself as best she could, and concentrated on the small notepad. Her small adolescent horn began to glow softly. She clenched her teeth as she strained harder, focusing on the small pad of paper. She closed her eyes.
She didn’t see as Celestia grinned at her predicament. The princess licked her upper lip ever so slightly.
The top pages of the notebook glowed vibrant purple suddenly. The entire book seemed to vibrate wildly. It shook back and forth, but did not budge from the floor. A couple small beads of sweat appeared on Twilights face as she strained harder and harder. She knew she couldn’t fail such a simple task in front of the Princess.
A few minutes passed. The notebook showed no further progress.
“Whatsoever is the matter, Twilight?”
“I…I don’t know!” The purple filly was nearly in tears. “I could do it last night. I just can’t now. Maybe I’m too nervous.” She couldn’t even look at Celestia. She felt like a failure again. Nopony liked her as a friend, and now her one talent, magic, had proved to be beyond her.
Celestia sensed her despair and panic at possibly failing her test. She slid over across the silken couch and placed a hoof comfortingly on Twilight’s head. “My precious little pony, do not be sad.” Celestia slowly stroked her mane. “Maybe magic is not your special talent.”
Twilight was nearly in tears. “But I could do it yesterday. I swear Princess, I could!” She couldn’t hold it beck anymore. The thought of failing in front of her idol pushed her over the edge. She started sobbing deeply as she buried her face into Celestia’s soft mane.
Celestia softly smiled down at the crying filly. It was no small wonder at all she could manage no magic; the very magical presence of the Princess would usually cause younger unicorns to fumble at even the most basic spells, and was the main reason the Princess rarely conducted the tests herself. She ran a hoof gently through the deep purple mane. She loved the feeling of the silky hairs on her hooftip. Silken and fine, and obviously relatively untouched. She could feel the deep sobs of the filly as she caressed her neck, and ran her hoof down her velvet coated back.
“My dear student, do not cry. You have not failed anything yet.”
“I…haven’t?” Twilight’s lips trembled. “But my magic, it’s not good for anything! I couldn’t even do a simple levitation spell when it mattered.” She looked up, and immediately felt her anxiety heighten under the Princess’s stare. “I don’t know what else to try though! I did it exactly the way the book said. I’ve done it before, it just won’t work here.”
“Calm down Twilight. You are messing up your pretty mane. Compose yourself a bit and we can try again.” The princess levitated a fine lacquered brush and playfully combed the few errant strands into place. She carefully pulled the filly’s tears off her face with her magic. “There now, do you feel better? Do not be so anxious Twilight. I may be your princess, but I am still a pony, such as yourself.”
Twilight did admit, she felt much better now. She prepared herself to complete the spell this time. The markings to cast the simple spell flashed through her mind as she began concentrating. Suddenly the princess interrupted her.
“Twilight, I think I can help you even more. Surely you know that your horn must be smooth and polished to do any magic correctly. Such a plain looking pony as yourself, I do not think you’ve cared for it very well. Does your mother have to do it for you?”
“My…my horn? I don’t know, I really don’t do anything special with it, but I know nopony is supposed to…”
“Shush my dear, this will not take but a moment. You want to pass I am sure. Just look at how perfectly smooth my horn is. I care for it every day.” Celestia carefully lowered her head and moved her horn across the filly’s neck, drawing her mane with it. She could feel the individual hairs caress her horn, and smiled viciously. Twilight’s eyes darted wildly to the side, surprised at this rather intimate act. She felt the smallest twinge of confusion.
“Your own horn is so rough and jagged; I am surprised you can manage any magic at all. Let’s fix that, my little pony.”
Celestia levitated a finely engraved box, opening the lid as she did so. She held a small curved emery file in her magic grasp, and gently brought it towards the purple filly. “Princess…my mother said I should never let another pony touch my horn like that.”
The smile never left the princess’s lips. If anything, it became wider. “Your mother is not here, Twilight. Let me help you.” She moved the file against the filly’s horn. “Do you not trust your Princess?”
Without waiting for a response, the alicorn began moving the file up and spiraled horn. Even on the first small stroke, the response was immediate. Twilight felt a deep satisfaction, as if someone reached an itch she had been reaching for. She breathed deeply, and Celestia continued. She expertly worked the file in a circular motion around the delicate horn. She cleared all the small burrs and jagged edges away. Twilight had closed her eyes by this point. The filly had cleaned her horn before, but this was entirely something new. The thought of the Princess herself expertly moving the file, caused a deep warmth in her stomach that she couldn’t quite place.
As Celestia reached the end of the horn, she carefully repositioned the file. She knew she was at the most sensitive part of the horn, and she searched for the effect she was looking for. She circled the file lightly, nearly teasing, before applying slightly more pressure and de-burring the end of the horn. Twilight’s confused whimper let the Princess know she was pleasuring the young filly now. The slightly rough, scratchy sensation on her horntip caused odd feelings to well up in the pit of her stomach. She pulled her head away slightly, but only for a moment. She opened her eyes and looked into the Princess’s. She was oddly focused on her task, her face a mix of determination and lust. The filly whimpered in her confusion.
“Now Twilight, do not worry my precious pony.” Celestia leaned in closely to the smaller pony. “We are nearly done, and when I am finished, I promise you will feel so very much better.”
The white alicorn licked her lips in anticipation. She reached out and kissed the very end of Twilight’s horn. She continued kissing down the length of it, enjoying the small squirms of the purple filly. She reached the base, and licked slowly up the entire length, swirling her tongue as she reached the tip. She savored the taste of the freshly groomed horn; a taste so much different than aged mares. She drew the tip into her mouth and ran her tongue around it gently, teasing the filly as to what was about to happen.
Twilight held her head firmly against the red velvet sofa, her young mind awash with the sudden experiences. The butterflies in her stomach were spreading throughout her thighs. She held her tears back as the strange feelings overcame her. She didn’t want to upset her idol, her Princess. The sensations from her horn seemed to explode in her young brain, exciting every nerve in her small body.
Celestia could now barely contain herself, and nearly inhaled the filly’s undeveloped horn, easily taking its entire length in her mouth. She loved this aspect of fillies. She could easily work their small horns with her large tongue, running up and down the entire length as her lips delicately suckled the base. She could tell the filly was experiencing the pleasure from her ministrations now. She suddenly withdrew the horn from her mouth. “Twilight, if I did not know better, I would say you were enjoying this cleaning just a bit too much. Are you a dirty minded little pony?”
Twilight looked up from the sofa, her eyes glassy from the tears nearly welling up from inside. She looked into the face of the one person she could never fault. The one pony she revered above all others, even her own parents.
“N...no! I’m not a dirty pony.” She looked away. “It just feels so strange when you do it Princess…”
Celestia could hardly hold her girlish giggle at that innocent statement. “Oh Twilight, my little silly filly.” She craned her head so she could whisper into Twilight’s ear. The filly felt the hot breath on her neck and froze, unsure of what was about to happen.
“See how it feels when I finish.”
Twilight cried out as Celestia’s magic grasped her horn strongly. The Princess formed a tight cylinder of magic around the horn, and moved it once up the spiraled length. This elicited a small cry from Twilight. Celestia’s grin widened. She pursed her lips and blew softly on the horn, still slick with her saliva. At the same time, she willed the magic surrounding the horn to pump up and down, spiraling around its length. Twilight only could stand a few moments of this before she started thrashing slightly, trying to remove her horn from the magic grasp. At this point her mind was exploding from the nerves in her horn, and she was finding it hard to think about anything else but the royal pony stroking her in this most intimate manner.
The Princess noticed her own arousal growing. She reached a hoof down to touch her own sex, ever so lightly as she prepared to finish off her young partner.
Celestia took the entirety of the young horn into her mouth, and sucked on it lustfully. She carefully focused her magic on Twilight’s nethers, lightly teasing the labia and small clitoris. The filly immediately started squirming wildly. Twilight knew what Celestia was doing, but couldn’t deal with all the strange feelings she was having. Her lower body was fluttering with wild sensations. She felt as though she could just dissolve away. She couldn’t understand what she felt. Twilight moaned as her breathing escalated.
The Princess drank in all her pitiful sounds. She worked the horn feverishly, waiting anxiously for the filly to have her first orgasm. Her greatest treasure she could receive from her perspective students.
Twilight felt a sudden spasm in her young marehood. She thrashed slightly as a strange wave of warmth overcame her. “Nnngghhh…” She moaned in earnest as her mind lost complete control and could only focus on the strange, pleasurable feelings from her body.
Celestia gave the filly a few moments to recover as she lay sprawled on the sofa. Eventually the small filly focused her purple eyes on Celestia. She turned away, ashamed. She knew what Celestia had done was not right, but she was a Princess! Maybe it was fine after all. Even if Twilight really didn’t want her to do it. She thought that perhaps she was just sick. Normal fillies and foals shouldn’t feel like this! She just wanted to cry. Celestia suddenly broke the silence, and Twilight’s mind snapped out of its haze as the pony looked up at the Princess.
Celestia had a small smirk on her face. Her kind eyes were gone. She looked slightly more…predatory. “Well my dirty little filly, you seem to have enjoyed that. Honestly, from just a simple horn cleaning.” She shook her head at Twilight. She smiled a kind smile. “But do not worry, my precious pony, we can still set things right. Let us continue the rest of the lesson.”
Twilight recoiled slightly from the white mare. She looked absolutely frightened now, and searched for some escape from this situation. Her horn felt alive with some strange sensation, and she realized her crotch was wet as the open air rested upon it. She knew this all was so wrong. She didn’t want it to be like this. But she couldn’t bring herself to escape. The Princess’s gaze penetrated her and kept her there.
Celestia leaned slightly back, exposing her erect nipples and her full, glistening slit. Twilight tried to look away, but Celestia smiled at her and stared her down, as if to say, ‘Don’t you dare look away.’ She spoke in her honeyed voice again.
“Twilight, I know what you most dearly want. You want what anypony that comes to this school wants. You love the power your magic can bring. I feel like a filly such as you finds magic as their last sanctuary. As something that can take away the dreary reality and give you whatever your little heart desires.
Twilight noticed the Princess still has a front hoof between her thighs, slowly moving it as she spoke.
“While this is all true, I want you to realize something before you begin. Most ponies are foals that cannot manage more than a few parlor tricks. If you really want to make those dreams of yours come true, I can give you more magic then you have even dreamt of. Enough to make all your wishes come true.
“I just want to be your teacher Twilight. There is so very much I have to show you.”
The purple pony’s gaze was locked at the sight of her Princess’s most intimate parts. Even the thought of declining the Princess and leaving seemed hard to conceive. Twilight knew this was the only path to learning magic. She knew what had just happened was…something she never should have done. But even now, her body still felt almost electric at the thought of it, and the sight going on before her.
“I do want to learn everything I can Princess.” Her tiny voice wavered slightly. “I love magic, and I want to know everything about it.” She looked up at the Princess, with wet eyes. “Why do we have to do these things though, Princess? I…I don’t like it.”
Celestia’s smile turned into a small smirk. ‘You will like it when I’m done.’ She thought.
“I love all my students Twilight. Ponies do such things when they are in love, as you will surely learn soon. All of my students have been with me in such a way. They make me happy, and I teach them what they need to know. And you will be no different, Twilight Sparkle.
“Now, come here my little filly, and let me see how much you love your Princess.”
With a slight bit of magically coaxing, Twilight slid across the couch until she was next to the white pony. She could feel the heat from her body; much warmer now that she had been pleasuring herself. Twilight could feel the hot breath of Celestia as she lowered her head to the side of the filly’s face. She nibbled the velveteen ear of the filly, delighting in the taste. So often older mares tasted of beauty products or perfumes. But all fillies tasted pure. A hint of some long ago used filly shampoo, but overwhelmingly the taste of Twilight herself came through.
She whispered softly into her ear. “Twilight, I want you to do something for your Princess now. When you were younger you suckled from your mother. I want you to do that now. For me, your teacher, and your Princess.”
Twilight couldn’t even look up at her. She hung her head, trying to convince herself she didn’t want this. Something inside her drew her forward. She needed what Celestia offered. She decided all she wanted was the magic instruction, but her confused mind wondered why she was really doing this.
Twilight leaned forward, staring at the Princess’s two perfect teats. She did wonder what they tasted like.
‘Why are you thinking these things!’ her brain screamed.
She stared at the first nipple. Her hot breath seemed to be exciting the Princess. Celestia stared stoically as the filly neared her flesh. She could hardly contain her breathing as she watched. Twilight’s lips stretched out, seeking the sensitive nipple. She reached out with her small, pink tongue, testing apprehensively. Celestia didn’t give her the chance. She pushed her face into her teat, gasping as the sudden movement caused the filly to nip the flesh with her teeth.
“Oh Twilight, I did not know you were that into this!” Celestia said sarcastically. She worked the purple maned head between her white thighs, savoring the feeling of this intimate touch with a new filly. She sighed deeply as she felt Twilight’s tongue struggle, trying to escape from tasting the Princess’s musky taste. This only excited Celestia as she worked the filly’s mouth around her teats like a sexual toy.
“Mmmm that is wonderful Twilight. It is almost as if your mouth was made for this. But let’s try something else.”
She drew Twilight’s face away from her, a thin strand of drool connecting to her nipple. She couldn’t help but giggle as the filly looked up at her, slightly out of breath and pleading with her eyes. Her gasps on the Princess’s wet skin only excited her farther.
Celestia levitated a small white orb over to the filly. “Twilight, this is a small plaything I want to give to you. It might just look like an ordinary ball, but I assure you, it is very special and I am only giving it to you since I love you so very much.” Twilight looked at the ball fearfully. She was smart enough to realize this was not a gift she wanted.
“You see, there is a small dormant creature called a parasprite inside. I am sure you never read about these creatures in any of your books. They are seemingly born with boundless energy. With a simple spark of magic sent into them,” a small spark of pink magic passed from Celestia’s horn to the ball. It immediately started vibrating ferociously. “The small parasprite comes alive and tries his hardest to escape. It is one of my favorite toys, Twilight.
“But I think I can part with it. I am sure you will love it.”
Celestia levitated the ball down to Twilight’s face and placed it on the filly’s nose. The vibration was intense. Twilight pulled her head away slightly, and Celestia used the moment to draw the ball downwards, slowly pulling it along the filly’s smooth neck. She moved it in small circles on the young, unprotected chest, enjoying the obvious sensations Twilight was feeling.
It was all too much for Twilight. She looked into the Princess’s eyes and broke out in tears. She stifled the sobs and sounds, not wanting to upset Celestia. But her tears flowed strongly, falling down her face onto her velvet coat. Celestia leaned in and tasted them. Their taste combined with the flavor of this new filly was different than the rest. It always was a new flavor.
She kept the small ball on its inexorable journey down to Twilight’s inner thighs. The Filly was now nearly beside herself. “Princess…I don’t…..I don’t want ….”
“Want what Twilight? You do not want my instruction? My wisdom?”
“No…It’s not ….” The filly was openly sobbing now. Although that didn’t make Celestia let up any with the vibe.
“What do you want, my little pony?” Celestia said, smiling sweetly. “What do you want from your Princess?”
Twilight attempted to compose herself as much as her young body would allow. It was adorable, really.
“I want all your wisdom, Princess.” She whispered. “I…I want you to show me everything. I want to know all there is about magic.”
“That is a lot of knowledge for such a little pony to learn. But fortunately, we have plenty of time. By the end of tonight, I will show you so very much.”
Celestia moved the rapidly pulsing ball directly down to the filly’s virgin opening. She was rewarded with a sudden gasp.
“And by the end you will never doubt your Princess’s love again.”
Celestia chuckled slightly at the shamed look in Twilight’s face. She could tell the filly knew the sensations from earlier were returning. The Princess wondered if she would welcome them or not. Some fillies fled from the pleasure of sex, while some were more receptive. Usually abused or battered adolescents would merely just sit and accept their fate. They were really no fun at all.
Celestia moved the viciously vibrating ball along Twilight’s small slit. The small pony tried to move her body away in a futile effort. Celestia’s magic held the ball close.
Some of her ‘special students’ were smart enough to realize the horrible things Celestia was doing were wrong. She could tell almost immediately if they were going to be a problem. They would whine and attempt to run. These were the least favorite of Celestia’s intimate visitors. Sometimes she had to have the family banished from the kingdom to cover things up. Or worse.
But this filly was the perfect combination. So innocent as to what was happening, but smart enough to realize the situation she was in. Driven to stay by her dreams of mastering magic. She would put forth little resistance or protest, but would most likely hate every minute of it.
She was perfect.
Celestia suddenly lunged forward and caught the unprepared pony full on the lips. The small unicorn’s mouth was already agape from the building sensations inside her. She drove her seeking tongue deep into Twilight’s mouth, feeling the sudden gasp from the filly. She intertwined her tongue with Twilight’s, forcing the young pony to accept her. She smiled as she had to let up on the kiss to let the poor dear breathe. Twilight was taking sharp, sudden gasps as Celestia willed the magic vibrator slightly inside Twilight’s moist pink opening. A slight jerk upwards and the ball hit Twilight’s small clit, causing the filly to break the unwanted kiss as she reflexively arched her back.
To Twilight, it was a cascade of unwanted emotions. Her first kiss had been a grown mare! With the Princess herself! She never thought she would feel like this with another mare or filly… was she a fillyfooler? She didn’t know. The same feelings of warmth and a strange euphoria came over her again. Her eyes shut tight as she tried to block the sensations from her mind.
The Princess seemed to sense her pain and she came in close to relish it. “My precious Twilight, was that your very first kiss?” Celestia ran her rough tongue on the filly’s smooth, soft face. She playfully licked her muzzle. “Well I hope it was as good for you as it was for me. I positively adored it.” The white alicorn moved the now slightly wet ball off the her side, where it still buzzed furiously.
“You are shaking, my little pony. Come here.”
Celestia pulled Twilight gently to her with her magic. She turned the filly around as she did so. She absently stroked a hoof down the perfect, velvety back of the small pony. It was so soft and downy to her touch. She ran her hoof down the length of Twilight’s back, softly brushing her tail as she did so. She played with the multicolor tail, splaying it out on the velvet of the couch.
Without a word, she suddenly started kissing Twilight’s back. The filly shuddered briefly, but in this position, could not pull away. Celestia trailed her mouth down the pony’s rump, reaching her round, blank flank. The sight drove the Princess’s lust. “Mmm Twilight, I simply have to taste you.”
She lifted the deep purple tail, and brought Twilight’s right hoof into the air with her horn. With her sex exposed, the Princess suddenly grinned like a wolf before the flock. The small, undeveloped slit and cute, flat teats, the sight drove her onward. She lowered her graceful head and smelled deeply of Twilight’s sex. Besides the slight hint of the filly’s obvious orgasms, it was a pure scent that the Princess never got tired of smelling. She drove her tongue deep into the folds as the lust consumed her.
Twilight’s head shot up as she felt the warm, moist intruder between her legs. She immediately knew what the Princess was doing, but it was if her brain couldn’t keep up. She could only feel the new sensations coming from her young body.
Celestia savored every moment of the filly’s confused movements. She was completely pinned under the alicorn’s weight, and was at her mercy. Celestia worked her tongue roughly into the filly’s pink folds, beckoning her tiny clit to come out. Celestia grinned at how easy it was to reach the erogenous zones in such a small pony. Every time she wormed her tongue deep inside, Twilight convulsed and bucked her body. If she was trying to drive off the molester it was failing horribly; this was the most sensual reaction the Princess could hope for.
Suddenly the Princess felt she could wait no longer. She pushed the filly onto her back completely, and for the first time Twilight could see the wild lust in her eyes. She whimpered slightly as Celestia eyed her like a fine piece of meat.
“Now my dear Twilight, you are going to get the greatest gift that any pony could hope to receive.” She smiled widely at the young pony. “You are going to pleasure me Twilight.” Celestia’s horn glowed fiercely as she pulled the pony head-first towards her dripping nethers. “Whether you want to or not.”
Twilight felt her body being pulled by the Princess’s strong magic. Unlike before, this feeling was not gentle. She felt urgency to it, and the feeling was not pleasant. She felt her small foreleg nearly pulled from the socket as the Princess pulled her strongly toward her moist sex. Twilight blushed deeply as Celestia raised her tail and pulled Twilight in. She couldn’t look away from the perfect crotch of her idol. Her shame and embarrassment took a back seat as she inched closer, no longer under the magic pull of the white pony.
“Twilight, if I did not know better, I would swear you are staring.”
Twilight blushed and averted her gaze momentarily. But she was still looking out of the corner of her eyes. ‘So cute,’ The Princess smiled. “Look closer, my little pony.”
She needed no magical coaxing. Twilight reached out her tiny hoof and gasped as she felt the heat coming off Celestia’s sex. The large slit was virtually leaking at this point. It voluntarily winked at her. Twilight gasped.
“It can see you Twilight!” Celestia giggled a bit.
After a few more moments, the Princess broke the silence. “Do you not want to touch it Twilight? The flank of your idol. The flank of a Princess.” She flexed her white hindquarters, causing Twilight to blush. “Well…” Celestia’s horn glowed a bright gold as she manipulated the young pony. “I am afraid you do not have a choice.”
“You know,” Celestia continued as she rolled onto her back, “You really should be grateful I am giving you this great honor at all. You are such a boring and bookish pony. An unseemly body and not an ounce of grace in you.” Celestia had levitated the now trembling pony above her. Twilight looked down and saw her one time idol splayed lewdly on the sofa. Her thighs ran wet with her musky essence, and her throbbing opening pulsed as if in tune with her heart.
If she wanted to look away, she hadn’t yet. Her own body still felt drained and exhausted from her own young orgasms earlier, and she still felt an almost electric buzz in her loins. Her brain was still awash with all the strange experiences of the evening. She looked at the Princess in a haze, her mouth hanging slackly open, almost panting.
Celestia grinned fiendishly at her. “Even your magic is subpar, I am afraid. You may in fact be one of the most useless unicorns I have ever personally met at a Magic Exam. But I can still help you. I just ask your complete loyalty. You can be my faithful student Twilight, and earn my guidance in magic…” The Princess slowly lowered the filly towards her.
“Be my faithful student and all that you desire can come true.”
Twilight’s small face now hovered in front of the perfectly formed slit of the white alicorn. She could feel the heat of it on her snout; she could smell the musky odor as it fogged her mind even more.
“Be faithful to me and you will earn my love Twilight.”
The Princess gently prodded the young unicorn’s head towards her crotch. But she felt the filly needed no more encouragement. Twilight reached out her tongue and tasted the Princess for the first time. Although it wasn’t altogether pleasant, she couldn’t care less. It tasted like all her aspirations all rolled into one. Twilight mimicked what Celestia had done earlier, and lapped at the outer lips. She lightly tongued the Princess’s flushed clit, much to Celestia’s delight. Twilight’s tears rolled down her velvet coated face and fell on the fine red fabric.
Celestia could tell the filly disliked what she was doing, but was at least trying. She let her continue for a few moments until she became bored with the infantile attempts. “Well I guess it is no surprise you are horrible at this too, my little pony. Here…let me help you.”
Twilight gasped as her most intimate moment of her young life was interrupted. The whole pony once again glowed with Celestia’s golden aura. “Let me show you those little hooves of yours are not just for reading books.” Twilight cried in pain as her right foreleg was jerked painfully forward. Celestia guided it to her moist snatch. Twilight’s eyes widened incredulously as it easily slipped in. The Princess sighed as she worked the hoof deeper inside. She was not being gentle with the filly, and she heard tiny whimpers as she pulled violently on the hoof, focusing only on trying to force the small appendage as deep inside as possible.
“Yesss Twilight, see, you are good at this after all.” Celestia forced the young pony’s head around until she could see the Princess’s clit once more. Buried as deep as she was into the alicorn, reaching out and suckling on the small button was no hard task. Celestia smiled as Twilight did so with no force needed from her magic this time.
Twilight’s hoof finally found Celestia’s most sensitive zones. For the first time all night, she felt a twinge of electricity shoot up her spine. After so many years, she found only the most depraved acts could bring her this far. And she treasured every moment of it.
She increased the speed at which she moved Twilight’s hoof in and out of herself. She thought for a moment about letting the filly try herself, but this was so much more enjoyable. With her magic, she could force the intruder deeper then Twilight could, and faster too. Not to mention those cute whimpers every time she tugged slightly too hard. She almost imagined pulling the hoof from its socket and using it as a living toy, but decided against it. This student was too precious to waste.
The faster speed caused Twilight more pain then she was letting on. She thought her hoof would be pulled off her body at every thrust. She felt completely at the mercy of her mentor. As her eyes blurred with tears, she stopped licking and cried out. “Please….please stop….”
“What did you say?!” Celestia increased the pace as her breath quickened. Her face was wild with her heightened arousal. “I do not think I asked you to stop, you little whorse!” She was too close now. She had been building all night. With but a thought, she took complete control over Twilight’s body. She forced her head down once again, and pried her mouth open. “Now I swear to the gods if you stop again I will see to it that you never study magic again.”
Twilight’s will finally gave in. She could no longer feel the pain from her foreleg. She no longer felt anything. She just focused on pleasing her mentor. She had dreamed of one day sharing some special, private moments with the alicorn…but right now all she could think of was finishing so this could all be over.
“Mmm yes that is much better. I am so close now Twilight. I just need that little tongue of yours a bit more.”
The filly could feel the spasms against her hoof. Celestia quickly reached for the small parasprite ball again. She forced it into Twilight’s mouth, making her hold it against her clit.
“Oh yes….Gods that is good my student.” Celestia arched her back as she forced the filly’s hoof to the hilt inside of her. Her mouth gaped as she felt her building orgasm wash over her. As the wave overcame her, she let Twilight free from her magical snare. Celestia sighed deeply as she lay back, letting the filly shakily withdraw her now sopping hoof. Twilight spit the ball out of her mouth, and coughed violently as she tried to get her breath back. She curled up in a small ball, with eyes shut tightly. She felt her exhaustion wash over her body. She simply lay there, in the warm clutches of Celestia. She couldn’t help think to herself if she wanted this or not.
Celestia took a moment to recover from her orgasm. She looked down at the now pitiful ball of purple fur next to her. She smiled at the small filly, and curled up next to her. Her brush came with a simple thought, and she started combing out the knots and gnarls in Twilight’s coat. She actually started humming softly, taking on an almost motherly appearance.
She could tell Twilight was still barely awake, but not responsive. It hardly mattered for this next gift she would give her. In truth, a bomb could have gone off and the filly wouldn’t have a clue. Her whole world was still spinning, and her state of shock weighed heavily on her.
“Now my dear Twilight, I will give you my greatest gift.” Celestia spoke softly into her ear. “You have proved to be a very useful student indeed. I will make you my pupil. I will learn from you, and you will learn from me. A bond for the rest of your life.”
She leaned in closer and ran her head over the filly’s body. She could feel her shaking.
“Tonight you will take the Magic test as normal, but you will have already passed. With a little help from me of course.”
Celestia kissed the filly on her flank. Twilight stirred slightly and made a small sobbing noise.
“I will give you my mark Twilight. With it you cannot fail, so long as you serve me.”
Celestia moved her head slightly until her horn rested on the filly’s flank. She closed her eyes, and it began to glow with a strange warmth.
“Where I am the sun, you will be my stars.”
Twilight flinched as the heat became uncomfortable.
“And remember whenever you look at this mark, that you are my very special pupil. You are mine, Twilight. Never forget that as long as you wear it.”
The pain suddenly became intense. Twilight gritted her teeth, but found she had no strength to move. For a brief moment she saw her soon to be cutie mark. Then darkness.
Celestia kissed her on the side of her head. The cutie mark she had designed glowed for only a moment and then faded. Celestia allowed herself a smile. It would make an appearance soon enough. A small show, just enough to fool the filly’s parents.
Celestia quietly finished brushing her young protégé as she slept. ‘After all,’ she thought as she lay down with the young filly nestled against her, ‘I want her looking her best. This is her big night.’
Twilight blinked her eyes as the bright rays of light roused her from her sleep. Yawning widely, she was not surprised at all to find herself back in her own bed. For some reason that eluded her, she never woke alongside the Princess.
Stretching her small purple hooves as far as they would go, she hopped out of bed. A small silver tray lay before her with a sumptuous breakfast. Twilight never could understand how Merriweather knew when she was about to wake. But the tray was there waiting for her every morning. She really was glad to see it today. She trotted over, feeling suddenly famished.
Pouring a small cup of steaming dandelion tea, she took a thick slice of homemade wheat toast, lathering it thickly with fresh strawberry preserves. She devoured the toast quickly, levitating the teacup obediently behind her as she went to comb her mane and wash.
“Miss?” A knocking came at the door.
Snagging her hair as she started at the sound, Twilight turned towards the door. “Oh, come in Merriweather.”
The orange pony dutifully strode in, taking the cart in hoof. “Are you done with your breakfast, Miss Sparkle?”
“Yes. Thank you, Merriweather, that was just what I needed this morning!”
The servant smiled. “I’m glad.” She started wheeling the cart along the rough stone floor. “Oh, Miss, before I forget. The Princess would like to meet with you early today. At nine o’clock in her study.”
Twilight kept her stare on her vanity mirror, halting her brush in mid stroke. “Did…she sound angry with me?”
“No, I don’t think so.” Merriweather said thoughtfully. “Should she be?”
“No. I suppose not.” Twilight finished combing herself, shaking her silky violet mane in the mirror. “Thank you, Merriweather. I’ll be there at nine then.”
“Miss.” Merriweather grasped her tray in her muzzle, pushing the clattering cart down the hallway.
Twilight frowned at herself in the mirror. Special invitations from her mentor were seldom good news. And after what had happened the previous night, literally anything could happen.
Anypony would normally feel intimidated walking into Celestia’s private study. Outfitted extravagantly to impress visiting dignitaries, nearly every object was selected to exude refinement and wealth. The stone walls rose high above, covered with tremendous white tapestries, displaying the sun motif the Princess used. Fine white velvet chairs and sofas lined walls, made out of dark hardwoods, ornately carved with depictions of alicorns. The princess looked up from her own ebony desk, smiling at the foal as she walked in.
“Good morning, Twilight. You certainly are looking well today.” She said cheerfully. “Did you sleep well? I trust I did not wake you too early for our little meeting.”
“No, Princess. It’s fine, I slept quite well. I suppose I was very tired after…last night.” The purple pony looked down at the stone floor, blushing slightly.
“Very understandable, my student.” Celestia motioned towards a wood chair in front of her desk. “Please, have a seat. Let us talk a bit.”
Twilight sat, finding the Princess’s eyes were focused intently on her. She evidently wanted something, but for now was content simply to study the other pony. The silence was deafening.
“Do you know why I wanted you to meet me here this morning instead of in the classroom?”
“No, Princess.”
Celestia sighed slightly, as if what she was about to say was going to be difficult for the both of them. She crossed her hooves on the desk in front of her. “My dear Twilight, I am simply concerned about yesterday. More specifically, the note you were writing to your brother.”
Twilight looked in fear at her teacher. She stammered slightly. “I…I thought last night…I thought that was my punishment.”
Chuckling slightly, the alicorn grinned. “I am offended, Twilight. I do hope that did not feel like a punishment. To the contrary, I found it to be…exquisite.”
“No, I didn’t mean that.” Twilight was blushing profusely.
“To answer your question, no, that was not your punishment, my faithful student. I have to be honest, I was very hurt by your thoughts. I never have had a student that wished to abandon me, and it cut me very deeply.
“I stayed up very late last night after putting you to bed, thinking on what to do in this situation. And I have concluded, that for me to allow you to further your studies here, and guarantee a distraction free environment, you must not be allowed to visit or correspond with your family from the castle any longer.”
Twilight could barely contain herself. She felt as though something had been ripped from her chest. The small filly choked back tears, not wishing to cry in front of the Princess. “But Princess…”
The Princess narrowed her eyes. “There will be no discussion, my student. Do you wish to continue your studies here?”
The filly nodded pitifully.
“Very well. I will allow you to stay. However, I want you to tell your family in your own words.” The Princess levitated over a fine quill and a thick piece of parchment. “Write them and tell them you no longer wish to see them while you study. That they are a distraction.”
Two small trails of wet tears had forced their way past Twilight’s clenched eyes, creating two dark, damp trails down her muzzle. “Please, don’t make me do this.”
Celestia got up deliberately, stepping slowly over to her student. She placed a warm hoof on her shoulder, stroking her back slowly. She spoke gently into her ear. “It is alright, Twilight. I’ll help you. Here. Take the quill.” Celestia levitated the elegant white quill to the inkpot, filling it generously. She placed it in front of Twilight. Staring intently at the tip, the foal blinked through teary eyes to see the blob of ink welling up at the tip. “Take it.” The Princess cooed as she held it in front of her student’s muzzle.
A glow of violet slowly grasped the writing tool, holding it steadily in place. “Good. Now, let us address the receiving party. What do you usually call your parents in your letters from the palace?”
Twilight choked back a sob, her answer coming squeakily and forced. “I usually just…I just write to my beloved parents…”
“And your brother?”
“To my Big Brother Best Friend Forever…” She closed her eyes and lowered her head to the table.
Celestia couldn’t resist a small chuckle. “Cute.” She firmly grasped her student on the shoulder. “Now write it down.”
The small purple pony obediently started her first letter, to her parents. The ink blotted on the first word as the blob soaked into the parchment. The Princess stroked her mane gently as she wrote. It certainly wasn’t making things easier.
“Now tell them you cannot see them anymore, my student.” The Princess craned her neck so she could put her muzzle near her student’s neck. “What are you going to write?”
“I’ll tell them something has happened in the palace. That visitors aren’t allowed for now, but that I’ll see them again very…”
“No.” The Princess cut her off. “That will not do. You must show me you wish to stay here with me. That you desire your studies here; that you desire my teachings more than anything else.” She moved her muzzle against Twilight’s freshly combed mane. She playfully rubbed it against her, smelling her student. “You will tell them they were distracting you. That you no longer wish for them to come. It will be your decision.”
Twilight hesitated. Until this very moment, her brief outlet into the outside world had been her visits with her family. The one thing grounding her against what seemed like insanity inside the palace walls. At one point she had dreamt that one time her parents or her brother would realize what was happening; that they would whisk her away to her own room at home, with her old bed and her Smarty Pants doll on the nightstand.
Now with the quill poised above the paper, it was harder to wish for that dream. Some part of her still held that desperate hope. But her sense of logic shouted at her to stay. She had learned so much while at the palace. Twilight thought of the great Canterlot Archives, and how much she still did not know.
‘The Princess is a pony just like any other.’ Twilight thought. ‘She has her hidden desires and needs. This…is just the price a student must pay.’
Celestia jolted her back to reality. “It is your decision, after all, my faithful student.”
Twilight lowered the quill obediently, and began to write. She wrote two letters. Carefully she told her parents how she hadn’t been able to concentrate after their last visit. How she had been distracted in her lessons, and had failed the test the Princess had given her. She told them she still loved them, but she couldn’t see anypony until her training was complete. Twilight hoped they would understand.
She started her letter to her brother. It was much harder for her to pen the words. Twilight was planning on seeing him in just a few weeks, when he would have been stationed in Canterlot, right next to the palace. The foal pictured his face and the kind words he always said to her, how proud he was that she was finally reaching her goal. She smiled as she looked down at the rolled out parchment. A single tear dropped from her muzzle, amber magic catching it and shooing it off the delicate paper.
To my Big Brother Best Friend Forever
I missed you so much the last time mom and dad came to visit. Although I knew you were busy, I wished so much that you could have come. It is sometimes lonely here, without you. I have come to enjoy it though. After all, I’m learning so very much.
This is why I’m writing to you now. I know that you were looking forward to visiting me this month. And I wanted to see you in your Royal Guard uniform. Just to see how much of a grown up colt you looked like now that you finally were reaching your dream. But I’m afraid I can’t see you while I’m training. It’s just too important that I concentrate fully on my duties here.
When we were growing up, I know how much you looked over me. You always told me I could do whatever I wanted. You always believed in me. So please, just try to understand why I’m doing this. I need to. I’m going to do whatever I have to do to learn everything I can here.
Love
-Twiley
Twilight found it difficult to sign her name. The quill stopped, blobbing up the ink and seeping into the parchment. The Princess reached and grasped her hoof softly. “Here, my student, allow me to help.” Celestia grasped the quill, and finished the signature. Twilight stared down at the paper and instantly felt ashamed and selfish. She sat back in her seat, exhausted from the experience.
The white alicorn strutted over to her seat again, gathering the two letters and curling them up carefully. She heated a lump of wax with her magic and sealed them carefully. “There now Twilight, that was not difficult, was it? And do you not feel better now? As if a weight has been lifted from your chest, now you will have no distractions whilst studying here.” Celestia closed her eyes, and the letters flashed golden for a moment, and then disappeared. Twilight could only assume they had been delivered.
“Mother, Father…Brother…forgive me please.” She whispered.
Celestia smiled warmly. “Now my student, you must be anxious to begin our lessons for the day. We have wasted quite enough time dwelling on last night. We will start on Magic Diffusion theory today. Come along.”
Twilight slumped off the chair, and dutifully followed her Princess.
For the rest of the week, Twilight tried to lose herself in her studies. She found herself yearning for the training sessions, where she could focus all of her being into her magic. Her mind was filled with a purple glow, blotting out her memories. There was only the task at hand.
Even the Princess was surprised at her progress. She had learned all the Diffusion techniques in one week. The purple unicorn had learned how to push the magic from items and render them benign, or even to take her own spells and spread them into large areas. It wasn’t an easy concept to grasp. Most students could not comprehend that magic was not limited by the laws of physics. A powerful spell could be enlarged and enhanced by as much as the pony casting it wanted. The only limitations were the strength of the caster being able to sustain it before it wore down their body and mind.
Twilight left her session on Friday, glad to be done for the week. She felt so exhausted; she could barely keep herself on her hooves. Wobbling back and forth, she carefully walked down the courtyard path, enjoying the cool evening air. She looked at the trees dotting the courtyard, their leaves tinged a subtle red as they blew lazily in the breeze. It would be Fall soon. Had she really been here that long? The passage of time in the castle almost seemed surreal at times.
She looked ahead into the inviting light of the dining hall. She could already smell Merriweather’s meal drifting out of the thin stone windows. Smiling happily, she trotted inside. She always enjoyed sharing a meal with the motherly servant pony.
As she entered, the orange mare looked up from her table, offering a little smile to Twilight. As she returned it, the unicorn felt a wave of disorientation flood her vision. Her knees buckled under her, and the young pony toppled to the ground. She could barely feel the cold stone smack her chin as her vision turned black.
“Miss!” Merriweather sprang forward, with a speed that belied her age. She reached out and cradled the purple pony’s muzzle in her hooves, checking her eyes for signs of life. With a hoof to Twilight’s mouth, she sighed, as she felt the pony breathing steadily. She had merely fainted. Nuzzling her head under her small frame, Merriweather carried the pony to a nearby bench, placing her down carefully. Moistening a towel, she dabbed at the foal’s head, brushing her mane off of her face. She smiled to herself. The small pony had spent so much time training that she hadn’t had her mane cut in months. If her mother could see her now…
Twilight awoke a few minutes later. Looking up, she saw a kind face smiling at her. “Mother?” She whispered.
Merriweather grinned. “No, it’s just me Miss.”
“Oh.” Twilight settled back against the bench. “Thanks, Merriweather.” She turned her head and looked into the hall. Her vision was still blurry, but at least she didn’t feel dizzy anymore.
“It’s quite alright. You had a bit of a fainting spell, that’s all.” Merriweather stood up next to her, pulling the towel off the foal’s forehead. “Are you still hungry at all? You really should eat something, Miss.”
Twilight looked up at her, and nodded. She really was hungry. Voraciously so, as a matter of fact. She tried to step off the bench, but her front hoof wobbled, threatening to send her on a short trip to the stone floor again.
Merriweather was ready this time though. She caught the purple pony with her front hoof. “There, there, take it easy, Miss. Let me help you.” Twilight felt her orange hoof grasp her around the neck. It was the first time she had really felt the earth pony against her before. Merriweather felt powerful, but her touch was still gentle. She accepted the help gratefully as they walked to the table and found their seats.
The meal, as always, was simple but delicious. Merriweather knew the little pony didn’t care for the fancier fare that she usually prepared. Tonight it was a sautéed green salad, with roasted nuts and a honeyed dressing, with slices of fresh bread and thick pats of butter. Twilight dug in, forgetting her exhaustion. Glancing over, she even noticed that Merriweather had set out a small decanter of spiced brandy that Twilight liked. Trying to look as nonchalant as possible, she filled a glass with the sweet, warm liquid, and drank deep, her cheeks flushing with color. The servant pony still noticed, lifting an eye at the foal. Twilight blushed slightly. She knew she shouldn’t indulge, but it was just one bad habit she had picked up from her mentor.
Their meal passed silently. The two had little to talk about this week. Twilight had been so tired after her training, and ever since Celestia had made her write the letters, there had been a sullenness in the foal that Merriweather could sense. It had made their usual happy mealtimes together feel strained.
As she was clearing the plates that evening, Merriweather glanced over at the other pony. She still was having trouble walking. She wobbled on her hooves, bracing herself on the table for balance. Sighing, the orange pony trotted over, bracing the pony with her firm body. “Let me help you, Miss.”
Twilight sighed, but still smiled slightly. “Thanks.”
They walked towards the door, but at the last moment, the stronger earth pony led the weak unicorn into the kitchen. “Merriweather?” Twilight protested. But the pony simply nodded and led her inside.
Twilight seldom came inside the kitchen. It was immaculate, as usual, as per Merriweather’s usual housekeeping. The room was stone, but had obviously had various upgrades to make it into a world class room that any chef would have been privileged to work in. The stoves ran on a type of bottled gas, and the counters were a gleaming white marble, ideal for baking. Various pans and pots hung from a large rack on the ceiling.
Merriweather sat her on a small wooden stool, and walked over to a drawer. When she turned, she held a very sharp pair of scissors.
Twilight glanced up at her mane. “Is it really that bad?”
Holding the scissors in her muzzle, Meriweather simply nodded. She started smoothing the dark purple locks down. As she worked, she could feel the young pony relax as small snips of hair fell around her onto the polished floor.
“Merriweather?”
With the scissors in her mouth, the orange pony could only manage an “MmHm?” to answer her.
“You probably know that the Princess made me tell my parents and brother not to visit me anymore.”
There was a slight pause. Afterwards, Merriweather simply kept snipping.
“It’s okay. It really is. I thought about it a lot this week. It’ll be easier this way I think. And I’m glad she still cares enough to keep me here as her pupil. I mean, I haven’t exactly been the best student while I’ve been here.”
Snip, snip, snip.
“Does she do this to everyone though, Merriweather? I feel like I’ve hurt her somehow. She trusted me so very much, to learn all she has to teach me and share all her secrets. When I look into her face now, I only can feel her pain. I keep thinking about her sister, and all the things I’ve done to betray her trust. I really can’t help but feel sad for her. I don’t know what I can do…”
Merriweather finished the purple pony’s bangs, and put the scissors down on the counter. She placed a hoof under Twilight’s muzzle and held her face to hers. “Miss, you must realize one thing about the Princess’s sorrow. None of us will ever understand the suffering she has endured over the last thousand years.
“However, you must promise me, you will never blame yourself. You are a very smart, pretty little pony, and I know you are an exceptional student. While I have been here, I have never seen another work as hard as you have. You should never question your own abilities. Remember that you are still young. No one can place so much weight on a foal and expect them to carry it.”
Merriweather looked at her with a worried expression. “I know that the Princess can have…unusual needs. Some of the things she does with her students, I do not agree with. Just don’t let it change you. It may be true that it will be better if your family doesn’t visit you here. But promise me you won’t forget them. Promise that you won’t stop being you.”
Twilight was shocked. Merriweather had never spoken to her like this before. Their conversations were usually on lofty subjects, such as philosophy or astronomy. But never this…intimate. With wavering eyes, she could only look into the motherly pony’s face and say one thing. “I promise.”
Merriweather smiled at her. “Good. Now then, let’s trim that tail as well.”
Twilight Sparkle awoke the next day feeling rejuvenated. Somehow she felt a great weight had been lifted off of her. As the rays of sunlit shone in through her windows, there was a strange happiness that flowed through her. Even breakfast tasted better, if it were possible.
Saturdays had always been a day of rest for the student. The Princess usually was out of the castle, and it left the little pony free reign of the castle. She had long since exhausted exploring the vast building, and usually spent her days off peacefully reading in the summer air. But this day, as she entered the courtyard, she was surprised to see the Princess waiting, her multicolored mane glistening in the sun. Twilight felt excited somehow. This was very unlike her mentor.
“Good morning, my faithful student.” Celestia said with a broad smile. “I had a Saturday off and thought we might spend a day relaxing. No lessons, no lectures, just the two of us enjoying a late summer day.”
Twilight stammered a bit out of surprise. “I would…like that very much Princess.”
“I’m glad to hear that.” Celestia said happily.
The two ponies walked through the spacious courtyard, the mentor and student simply enjoying each other's company in silence. A true dog day of summer passed over Canterlot, with a slight cool breeze reminding everypony of the upcoming cooler months. Celestia glanced sideways at the younger pony, playfully nudging her flank with her own. To her surprise the foal rubbed against her, returning the intimate act. The two braced against each other as they walked.
Celestia led them to a large, white gazebo. It was twined with purple morning glories, covering the sides in a thick mesh. As they sat together inside, the sun streamed through in lazy rays. Twilight gazed upon her teacher, watching the sun play off her snow white coat. The Princess caught her wandering eyes. As the foal looked away with a slight blush, Celestia chuckled at her innocence.
“It is so nice to enjoy one of the last days of summer. These are my favorite times of the year. The days are so long. Everypony is enjoying the last days of summer before the toil of fall and the sleep of winter falls upon the land.” Celestia spoke wistfully as she looked through the curtain of flowers.
“I always did like the last days of summer, but it was more because I was going back to school.” Twilight giggled. “I never did like summer very much. I wasn’t good at sports, and I used to get laughed at for reading while the other ponies were out playing.
“But when fall came, the air would start to cool and ponies would stay inside all day. During the cooler months, I felt more normal, I guess. Like everypony was spending all day inside reading.” Twilight sighed and placed her head between her hooves. “Really I was just fooling myself. When I look back now, I was such a naïve pony. I fooled myself that I was missing out on anything.
The purple pony smiled suddenly. “I mean, I remember one time when my brother was…” she droned off, suddenly remembering the letter from earlier that week.
Celestia looked thoughtfully at the foal, her purple eyes soft and understanding. This was not the first time she had to be harsh with a student. And she was intimately aware of how it felt to lose a sibling. She could feel the other pony’s sorrow.
“Come here, Twilight.” She spoke quietly, raising her wing slightly. The unicorn obediently trotted to her side, moving close to the white mare, as the huge alicorn wing surrounded her, and pulled her in close. Twilight was surprised by the intimate act. She could scarcely find words to describe the sensation of being cradled by the Princess, with her feathery wing holding her tight against the warm, velvet coat of her ruler. Losing herself, she found all she wanted to do was bury her head into the other mare’s neck, shutting her eyes tightly as tears welled up. She cried silently, dampening Celestia’s neck as she nuzzled it as she would a childhood toy. The Princess leaned down and cradled her head against her neck, comforting the foal. She clenched her even tighter in her winged embrace.
“As I said before, my faithful student, I do not prevent you from seeing your family without good reason. Your brother is now a member of the guards, and your parents are highly respected unicorns. If what you have done…if what we have done ever were discovered, I would have no choice but to send you all away. It is my duty to protect the crown of Equestria. As I did one thousand years ago, when I had to banish my own sister. There is nothing more important to me then defending the reputation of the crown.”
Celestia moved her muzzle against the foal’s, feeling her warm tears bead against her white coat. She reached out her pink tongue, and tasted Twilight’s face, lapping at the tear stained fur, before kissing her gently. “What would the subjects think, if they had discovered their beloved Princess had abused her sister. That she was a foal fiddler. That she had caused the Queen and King to pass away in sorrow?” Twilight had opened her eyes now. She had stopped crying. Celestia cradled her head with a white, manicured hoof. She smoothed the newly cut mane from the foal’s eyes, drying the rest of her tears.
“The weight of the crown is a heavy weight indeed, my student. Could any other pony have made such a difficult choice? Would any other pony have the resolve?” The calm was gone from those purple eyes. Celestia looked at the filly with a sort of far off determination. She was smiling now. “Your price to pay was so very small, Twilight. I knew you would be glad to pay it. Because you believe in the crown. You believe in me. And you know that I have so many things to teach you.”
Celestia darted forward, and caught the surprised foal in a deep kiss. Twilight melted at her touch, welcoming the soft tongue inside her, pushing against the Princess as she felt her warm breath hot against her muzzle. She closed her eyes and lost herself, all of her mind focused on pleasing her Princess, on erasing her sorrow.
Breaking the kiss, Twilight found herself flushing crimson as Celestia looked deeply into her eyes. The foal gave her a sheepish grin, then craned her neck, kissing the ruler’s graceful neck. Her Princess always smelled so good. Some exotic mix of vanilla and mint assailed her nose as she buried herself in the soft fur, trailing down to one of her regal wings. She glanced up at the older mare briefly, as if checking if it was alright to continue. Seeing no opposition, Twilight nibbled gently at the large wing, bringing forth a small shudder as Celestia felt a twinge of pleasure from the sensitive appendage. She kept gently preening the sensitive leading edge of the wing, working down its length. Celestia moved slightly, poising the wingtip against her flank. Twilight looked down and saw the feathery wingtip poised against her mentor’s sex. She felt a heat wash over her, as she continue her oral journey to its destination.
Twilight paused to gently kiss Celestia’s flank, lapping at her sun cutie mark. The white mare sighed slightly, shifting her weight on the bench, spreading her rear legs wider. Her student needed no further encouragement. She poised herself behind the plump plot, staring at the winking sex of the Princess. She had never seen it in such a way before. The pristine white coat framed the perfect pink folds. Unlike her own, the Princess’s clit was swollen and winked in and out, hypnotizing her. A slight trickle of her nectar was already flowing out. Twilight reached forward, finding the smell intoxicating. Her small pink tongue reached for the bottom of the royal snatch, tasting the liquid pooling there. Celestia shuddered as the foal lapped at her juices, tickling her clit with her soft muzzle as she worked, her inexperience making the Princess smile as she focused on the pleasurable sensations.
Becoming more bold, the foal moved upwards, tasting the glistening inner depths of her Princess. She knew the jolts of pleasure that came from the small fleshy nub, and did her best to worship it with her tongue. She found it was large enough she could almost suckle on it. This proved almost too intense for Celestia, as she would buck her body sharply after only a few moments, letting out a slight moan.
Twilight could feel her own thighs become wet as she pleasured her teacher. She ignored it, concentrating completely on her task. Her Princess needed this. She buried her muzzle as deep as she could inside the pink slit, reaching up with a hoof and rubbing the exposed clit gently, stroking it as she had been taught. Celestia gasped, nearing her orgasm. She wordlessly pushed her student further in with her wing, holding her tight as her body spasmed with pleasure.
Celestia gasped, then grunted several times as she silently came, flooding Twilight’s mouth with a fresh wave of marecum. Her student pulled back, breathing heavily as her muzzle glistened with Celestia’s essence. The Princess clenched her eyes, letting the waves of orgasm subside. Her breath came fast as she opened them, trying to catch her breath. She looked back at her student with a grin, smiling wider as the innocent pony blushed, her entire muzzle and neck sticky with her juices.
The alicorn pulled her close with one of her wings. Kissing her passionately, she trailed her tongue down, and started licking her student’s muzzle and neck, cleaning her own cum from the small pony. Twilight gasped at the contact, burying her face in the Princess’s flowing mane. When she was satisfied, Celestia broke away, cradling the unicorn in her wing again, stroking her whole body with her feathers. Rearing up against the welcomed touch, Twilight moaned as her already wet nethers tingled. She practically came when the Princess stroked her gently with a wingtip, tickling her moist snatch with a long pinion. She raised her tail as far as she could, thrusting back against the soft feathers. Her entire mind was lost in a cloud of lust.
The Princess was very skillful with her wing. She stroked the leading feathers gently over the soft folds of the filly. It didn’t take long. Twilight soon was bucking against her wing, letting out little childish moans. Stroking a flight feather hard against her clit, the Princess brought her to orgasm, pushing her body against her student’s, feeling the throes of pure pleasure as she came.
Celestia held her exhausted pupil tight against her until she dozed off, her white wing shielding the foal from the cool breeze as afternoon turned to evening. Not wanting to wake her, she carried the filly from the gazebo, wordlessly past Merriweather. Gently placing her in her bed, she kissed her goodnight.
Author's Note
Finally continuing this story after a long break. It took me a long time to write this, mostly because the relationship between the Princess and Twi is getting complicated. Hopefully there will be more soon, but this story is becoming increasingly more complex.
A precariously high stack of books wobbled above Twilight Sparkle’s head, bathed in a purplish glow. Her eyes tried to focus upwards as she concentrated intently on them. Her body was still, but tensed, as she prepared for the next part. Sweat appearing on her brow, she attempted to carefully lift the entire stack higher into the air. It obeyed her commands, and soon she was guiding it to its proper place on the shelf.
Celestia watched on with little interest. Twilight had completely overcome her anxiety of being around the Princess, and could once again use her magic at ease around her. But her talents were nothing special after all. Twilight had barely passed the magic exam even with the latent magic Celestia had given her. She hoped there would be some spark of brilliancy at some point. Celestia sighed. The only option at this point was to keep trying. It’s not like the filly didn’t have other uses.
“That was a fair improvement, my little disciple.” Celestia gave a small nod as Twilight grinned widely. “Now, let us try something slightly more interesting…”
Celestia began dropping objects from the nearby shelves with her magic. First a small metal statue of an alicorn.
It glittered as it fell, then quickly was caught in a purplish light and slowed. It hung in the air a good 6 feet from the ground. Celestia selected another object. A large ancient tome bound in some unidentifiable leather. Perhaps the heaviest book in the room. It fell like a stone even after the purple light surrounded it. Celestia noted the strained look on Twilight’s face as she split her attention to the new object. She slowed it’s descent, and eventually stopped it mere inches from the ground. The purple filly was breathing heavily, but smiled as she realized she had caught it.
Celestia smirked slightly as she called out. “Third object, Twilight!”
A large stone bust of Luna came toppling over the edge of a thick wooden shelf. Twilight looked on it with pure panic as she froze for a moment. She pulled herself together, and grit her teeth as she concentrated on the new object. The glow in the dimly lit room blazed in bright violet as she amplified her magic output.
The other 2 objects shook and wavered in the air as she strained against the large stone statue. She could feel it weighing down on her mind as she struggled to stop its fall. Twilight could feel herself losing control of it. She immediately drew all the power she could and focused it. The book and metal statue hovered for a brief moment, and fell, creating a mighty clanging and deafening thump as they hit the stone floor and echoed through the cavernous chamber. She could feel her control instantly surround the stone bust. It was heavy, and she couldn’t lift it, but she could feel it slowing. She carefully lowered it the remaining distance to the ground, and placed it on the rock floor soundlessly. Twilight afforded herself a small smile as she collapsed in a purple pile on the cold stone.
“Very good, my student.” Celestia arose and walked over to the small pony, laying on the ground and trying to recover her breath. “However, you let the other 2 drop.” She motioned with her hoof at the large book and metal statue.
Twilight looked up with tired eyes. “I’m sorry Princess. I really did try. I must not be strong enough yet to levitate all that weight.”
“Hmm. Well, we’re going to have to work harder Twilight. This isn’t much progress at all. Now come with me, let’s go get cleaned up.” Celestia picked up the tired pony in her amber glow and deposited her on her back. The filly couldn’t help but smile. She loved riding on the Princess’s back. Her fine coat was softer then even that of other foals. She could feel the warmth of the alicorn as she nestled her head into the small of her neck, looking up at the wispy pink and turquoise mane flew around her. Celestia bunched her wings slightly, and Twilight felt their downy softness cradle her as they walked out of the training antechamber.
Sometimes she felt so at peace and so serene here she wished it wouldn’t end. It was like living in a dream.
Celestia willed the door ahead of her open. They were in a large steaming bath room. Twilight felt herself being levitated once again, to be placed carefully on a stone bench near the open bath. Celestia seated herself next to Twilight, her flank touching the filly’s own in a close show of intimacy.
Sometimes her time here was more like a nightmare.
Twilight had thought of it many times. She had loved the Princess before coming to the palace. She still did. But everything was changed now. The things she had done with her mentor, she knew she shouldn’t have done. The more they did together though, the closer she felt to Celestia. She was learning so much, and felt herself becoming powerful. She also owed her cutie mark to the Princess. She didn’t like these private sessions very much, but they made Celestia so happy.
Was she being selfish, thinking of denying her these moments?
Celestia leaned down and kissed Twilight on the end of her horn. “You did work very hard today didn’t you?” She went lower, and licked the beaded sweat from the side of the filly’s face. The filly went beet red for a moment, but didn’t shy away. “I can tell when you work hard Twilight. You even work up a sweat using your magic. But I don’t really mind.”
Celestia kissed her playfully on the side of the snout. “Twilight, let me take care of you this time.” Celestia levitated a large sponge from a nearby shelf, and soaked it in the bath. “After all, you must be simply exhausted.”
Twilight exhaled slowly as the soothing hot water gently cascaded over her neck and mane. “Close your eyes.” Celestia wrung the sponge out and gently started cleaning the filly’s face. As she worked the sponge down lower, Twilight kept her eyes closed. She went down the purple pony’s smooth neck, and cleaned her forelegs slowly.
“Why don’t you lay on your back my pupil. I’ll bathe you all over for tonight.”
The purple filly lay down on the cool stone bench. She kept her eyes shut. Celestia noticed that her breathing had increased already in anticipation. She allowed herself a small grin.
She worked the sponge in small circular motions across the filly’s exposed stomach. Celestia noticed Twilight was still keeping her eyes shut tight. She ran the rough sponge across the filly’s flat teats. This brought forth a sharp gasp. Celestia was always amazed how sensitive even a young filly could be there. She circled each nipple with sponge, playing with the small pony. Twilight closed and opened her legs as the pleasurable feeling flowed into her young brain. She was screaming to herself to try to stop this and fight it. But a bigger part of her mind wanted to continue.
Celestia smiled as she brought the sponge across the filly’s now engorged cunt. As soon as the rough fibers rubbed the tiny clitoris, Twilight gasped sharply, and reflexively clenched her legs together. The Princess grinned wider as she played the sponge over the tiny opening. She worked it up the smooth outer lips, always slightly catching Twilight’s small nub with her long stroke. The filly didn’t take long to start pushing her hips towards the stimulation.
Twilight was nearly beside herself. She knew this feeling well by this point. She completely lost herself in the moment as she tried to push herself to her young orgasm. Every time the Princess brought the sponge away seemed a small eternity. She felt herself instinctively thrusting her thighs upwards, trying to satiate herself. But suddenly she realized the Princess had broken away. Twilight opened her eyes, and saw Celestia standing nearby, washing herself daintily. Twilight immediately blushed as she realized she was practically writhing on the bench. She sat up and tried to compose herself as best she could.
The Princess finished washing and smiled at Twilight. The filly could only blush back at her. “Now my clean little pony, let us go have dinner. I will expect you at seven in the Solarium.” She turned her flank briskly at Twilight and strode out of the room.
Twilight looked down at the steaming water. Her entire body still felt electric. And the burning in her thighs still lingered. She hopped down from the bench and tried to think of what was for dinner.
Merriweather almost always served every meal throughout the day. Twilight grew to enjoy meal times very much, since the orange coated earth pony would sometimes sit with her and talk about various topics. Twilight was now ashamed that she had at one time thought that Merriweather was but a simple servant, and was not educated or intelligent. But now after several months in the palace, she considered the elder mare one of her favorite and closest friends. Tonight she was enjoying a clover and spinach salad with honey vinaigrette; it also didn’t hurt that Merriweather was a tremendous cook.
“So how are you holding up, miss?” the earth pony spoke softly. She wasn’t eating with Twilight, as usual. Her role as a servant was never truly forgotten.
“Um, what do you mean Merriweather?” Twilight gulped hard on her current mouthful.
“Well the training of course. Princess Celestia can be very hard on her pupils. I should know more than anypony…” She said as she gazed intently on the young filly.
“Oh yes, well, it’s fine.” Twilight couldn’t quite meet her gaze. “I mean, it’s very hard sometimes. But I definitely can feel myself getting stronger. It’s what I really wanted when I came here, after all. I just wanted to know all I could about magic.”
Merriweather looked away slightly in contemplation. She seemed lost in thought for a few moments as Twilight kept eating. The servant of course was no fool. She cared about all the pupils Celestia brought to the castle. But her loyalty was to the royal family above all else.
The silence in the large hall was deafening. Even the most subtle scratch of fork on plate created loud echoes across the walls. Twilight could easily see why it was called the Solarium. Through some magic trick, and perhaps some marvel of engineering, the ceiling was designed to show large circular segments of the sky. To the touch they were quite solid, but when viewed from below it appeared as if the guests in the hall were gazing through an open window.
It was by far Twilight Sparkle’s favorite room in the castle.
Eventually Merriweather broke the silence once more. “Miss Sparkle you know I’ve been here many years, and have seen many little ponies train with the Princess.”
Twilight stopped eating and looked on intently. The servant pony was usually very frank on subjects. This contemplative manner was not like her.
She looked at the filly with soft eyes. “I…just wish you to understand the pain the Princess has been through. To be alone all these years after banishing her sister. To see her pupils grow and eventually…pass away. A thousand years of living with the guilt and the burdens that come with her position.
“Twilight…I just am asking you not to judge her so harshly. I know this is hard to understand at your age, but she has had such a hard time of things. Please do what you can to make her happy.”
Twilight looked down at the table, not quite wanting to meet Merriweather’s gaze. She knew more than anypony the sadness the Princess tried to hide most of the time.
She felt tears nearly welling up. “I know ma’am. There are certain things she asks of me that make me feel…uncomfortable. I really do want her to be happy. After my mother she is the mare I love the most.” Twilight looked into Merriweather’s soft eyes. “You have to know! Why does she do these things?”
Twilight was surprised when the earth pony suddenly got up and cleared the plates to a small busing cart. She stood there a moment, contemplating. Merriweather finally spoke, her voice barely above a whisper. “Twilight. I can’t answer everything for you. But I can tell you this. There is a large void in the Princess’s heart. In return for your tutelage you are to fill this void.”
“It isn’t right though, Merriweather. I know this isn’t right. I wish sometimes it would just end.”
Merriweather turned away as she pushed the cart slowly from the table. Her head drooped down slightly as she daintily pushed the cart. She stopped for a moment. “Miss Twilight, I…” After thinking for a second she seemed to reconsider. “Good night, miss.”
Twilight sat at the large empty table for a half hour more. It was apparent Celestia was not coming. This was nothing if not a normal occurrence. She eventually got up and went over to her favorite worn red linen chair at the far end of the room. A circle of various benches and chairs for all size and shape of pony or perhaps other creatures was set below the largest skylight of all. Twilight gazed upwards and repeated a ritual she tried to do as often as possible. She went through the constellations she could see through the large open skylight.
Twilight easily found the great belt of the mighty hunter Orion. She could clearly picture her smiling brother as he visited with the Royal Guard.
The mighty tail of the constellation of Leo. She always thought back to her father. A pony of few words, but always strong and watchful over her.
She traced the shapely stars of Virgo. She thought back to her mother’s comforting frame the day of the magic exam.
A small tear gathered at the corner of her eye. Twilight used her magic to gather it up and held it in front of her. She looked through it, at the distorted walls of the palace, tinted purple with her magic. Sighing, she let it drop to the ground. The filly curled up in the comfortable chair and found herself overwhelmed with sleep.
The blazing sun piercing through the side windows awoke her gently. Twilight stretched, and then lay with her head cradled in her forelegs watching the sun rise above the horizon. She always had loved the sun. It had always reminded her of her ruler, and had seemed a symbol of power above all else.
It wasn’t any large surprise she had since taken to stargazing.
Merriweather caught her attention as the clattering cart entered the Solarium. The earth pony was not at all shocked to see the filly reclining on the usual red chair. She walked over and did her hardest impersonation of a stern look.
“Miss, you really shouldn’t sleep in here. You’re going to give yourself a stiff back sleeping in that old thing!”
Twilight smiled and sprung out of the chair, stretching her back as long as she could. “Hmph, see Merriweather, I’m fine.” She trotted over to see what was for breakfast. “I love that old chair anyways. I sleep better in it then my own bed.”
The mare smirked but didn’t say a word. “Well here is your breakfast Miss Sparkle. Walnut pancakes with plenty of maple syrup, with a cup of candied cherries.”
Twilight’s eyes positively lit up. “My absolute favorite, Merriweather! Is there a special occasion?”
“No, miss. I just thought it might cheer you up.”
The filly beamed through bites of thick pancake. The servant mare took her leave and left the unicorn to her meal. She smiled to herself as she pushed the polished silver cart out of the room.
Twilight reported to her usual training room feeling very much better than last night. She felt energized today. There was nothing she couldn’t do. Except apparently begin training. She waited for nearly an hour, reading various books from the vast shelves, but still there was no sign of the Princess. Twilight eventually felt slightly concerned. Celestia was never late to these training sessions.
She left the antechamber reluctantly and decided she should go looking for her mentor. She checked the usual spaces, thinking she had simply forgotten to come for the day. The throne room, the courtyard, all the dining areas. There was no sign anywhere. She had been putting off one last room. She steeled herself and finally decided she would go check the Princess’s bedroom.
All her weight on the mighty doors barely created an audible knocking. She nearly shouted the Princess’s name trying to receive an answer. Finally, she decided she would just go inside. She used her magic, finding the door was incredibly heavy. She focused herself, remembering her training in the days before. Focusing herself more on the important sections of the door; manipulating the hinges and using the fulcrum effect to her full advantage. The door opened smoothly for her at this point.
Twilight smiled at her accomplishment as she entered the dark chamber. She had been here many times, although always with the Princess. Sometimes it was merely to talk, and other times the Princess simply didn’t want to…sleep alone.
“Princess Celestia…are you here?” Twilight said softly. The scent of the room was different than usual. A strong smell of alcohol and an unpleasant sour odor assailed her senses. All the shades were drawn. Twilight focused her magic and slowly opened one. The rays of sun pierced the darkness and shown on the unkempt rump of Celestia as she was sprawled on her massive bed. She stirred as the light hit her face, groaning as she shifted her head deeper into her pillow.
“Princess? I thought we were training today?” Twilight approached the prone form slowly. “Are…you okay?”
Celestia let out an irritated growl. “Do I LOOK okay? Ugh, Gods, what time is it? Look…just leave me be. We’ll train or something tomorrow. Your Princess just really needs her sleep right now.”
“Do you want me to get Merriweather?”
The white alicorn had since held a hoof over the pillow, pushing it hard against her throbbing head. It did nothing. She opened her bleary eyes and snapped her head around to Twilight.
"I could go get you some breakfast, or maybe take you to see the doctor if that would..."
Celestia suddenly threw the pillow to the side and stared with bloodshot eyes directly at the purple filly. “What I want, is for you to get your worthless flank out of here and let me sleep. I swear to the Gods you had better leave me in peace right now or something terrible is going to happen, understand?”
Twilight jumped with fright. She fled the room without even bothering to close the door.
It was the first time she had ever seen any imperfection in her mentor. She always seemed so solid and perfect. There was never anything that could shake her, nothing she couldn’t handle. But this, this was different. She had seen drunk ponies before. Usually she pitied them; as her father would say, they had fallen into sadness, and the only way to cope was to drink. But she had never pictured her mentor as being prone to the same vices. Never had she pictured her as being flawed.
Twilight ran to the courtyard to an isolated corner where she could be alone. She didn’t want to talk to anyone.
Alone with her thoughts, she could finally make some sense of what she was processing. She finally realized that for the first time since she could remember, she felt pity for the Princess. For all her strength and grace, she was simply a pony like anyone else. She could make mistakes or be hurt like any other pony. At once it softened her image to the filly, but it also confused her. She had after all, always thought the alicorn was without fault. That she was above reproach and above question.
But now she began to think if she had been mistaken. Her image of Celestia changed that day.
Training went on as usual for the next few days. Twilight didn’t dare mention the incident in the Princess’s bedroom. These last three days had been simple and without distraction. The two ponies met in the morning, and studied lessons together in a large, well-lit classroom. After a quiet lunch they would put theory into practice. They entered the training antechamber, where Twilight would test her new concepts. This week they had been mainly working on aim and accuracy. It was so much easier than the Telekinetic stress tests she had been doing earlier.
The Princess was much more passive with her too. She did not know if this was good or not. On the one hand, they would usually part after finishing the business of the day, and Twilight wouldn’t see her again until the next day. This suited her just fine, really.
But she also felt there was sadness to her. She was sullen and withdrawn. The filly started to feel what she thought might be genuine concern for her mentor.
They were concluding the night’s exercises. Always fancying archery, Celestia had brought her quiver of arrows to the chamber. The fine white arrows were tipped with silver, and fletched with swan feathers. Twilight couldn’t help but afford herself a girlish giggle just holding such a personal object from the Princess.
“Alright, Twilight. I want you to get it right this time. I want you to hit all of them.”
Celestia levitated 5 apples around the far wall. She could certainly have kept them from moving, but she held them weakly with her magic, causing them to bob and wander in midair. A purple glow came as Twilight selected 5 arrows and brought them forward. ‘Concentrating on 5 objects is hard.’ She thought, and she closed her eyes. Trying to focus on one apple just threw her off. She choose to focus on the magical emanations of Celestia’s magic.
She suddenly sent all 5 arrows out like bullets at their targets. Two apples fell to the ground, neatly bisected by the finely sharpened arrows. The other 3 hung in midair, each neatly punctured by a white shaft. Twilight smiled widely as she saw her handiwork.
The Princess looked on dispassionately. “A good plan, my student. You concentrated on my magic instead of the apples.” She levitated an apple over to herself and bit into it, daintily removing the arrow. “Don’t you think that’s cheating though?”
“No Princess. We were just discussing thinking of different solutions the other day.” Twilight explained. “I just thought this would work better in this case. Did I upset you by solving it this way?”
Celestia looked at her as she took another bite. She looked at the polished apple, as if examining the arrow wound. “Hmmm, no, I guess you are right, my pupil.” Celestia placed the apple carefully on the ground with the others. She lifted her white frame off the floor heavily, and started for the door. “I think that will be enough for tonight, Twilight. Let us go eat dinner.”
The formality in her voice was gone. This was very unusual. Twilight followed her out the door into the cool air of the dusky summer night. “You mean you are free tonight, Princess? You really…want to have dinner with me?”
Celestia looked back and smiled through a tired face. “Of course Twilight. I must apologize, I have been so busy these last few weeks. I didn’t want my prize pupil to think she was being forgotten. Now come, let us eat in my study. The Solarium is so…snooty, don’t you think?”
The purple pony trotted happily after the Princess, glad for this change in her mood. “Oh, it’s not so bad Princess. I eat there almost every night with Merriweather. I like looking at the stars.”
“Astronomy. Such a complex subject for such a little pony.” She looked around at Twilight as they walked. “Twilight, I have been alive for many thousands of years. I still do not know all there is to know about the stars. Why do you enjoy them so much?”
“Well…I like that they always change. I don’t really have many friends, but I know a lot of the constellations by name. They come back every night and visit me. Every night I have a whole sky of new friends!”
Celestia was taken aback by the filly’s innocence. She found herself thinking back to long ago times. “You know, my student, I used to know someone very much like you. She was fascinated with the stars and the moon.”
“Do you mean Nightmare Moon, Princess?”
Celestia found herself cringing slightly when she heard that name uttered. She stopped walking and looked up at the crescent moon beginning to fade into existence in the darkening sky. “Twilight.” She spoke softly. “I want to ask you a favor. Please, whenever you mention her to me, call her Luna. She was my sister.”
She looked around to Twilight. Her wide violet eyes reflected the moonlight back to the Princess. She reached a hoof out and smoothed a few stray strands of her mane. “It might be hard to imagine Twilight, but when you live as long as I do, you have very few friends. And Luna…she was one of my only friends. When I lost her, I lost much more than a sister.
“She was so young when she was lost to the darkness. Barely older than you”
Twilight looked on, not quite knowing what to say. “What happened, Princess? What caused your sister to become evil?”
Celestia broke away from Twilight’s gaze and motioned towards her study. They both started walking down the smooth cobblestones of the courtyard. “Twilight, some day you may be ready for that answer. But not tonight.”
Merriweather had brought their dinner in the study at the Princess’s request. It was a simple affair of leek and cheese quiche, but as always, was delicious. Celestia thanked Merriweather as she cleared the plates. The alicorn was joking and laughing through dinner. Twilight was so relieved. She seemed to be her old self again.
After Merriweather had left with her clattering bus cart, Celestia opened a cupboard with her golden magic. Inside were all manner of bottles and flasks. She seemed to think for a moment, and then selected a slightly dusty rose colored bottle. To Twilight’s surprise, she selected 2 elegant goblets from the shelf and brought them all over to the wooden table. “Twilight, would you like to have a drink with me?”
She stared wide eyed at the bottle as Celestia slowly poured a small amount into each glass. “Well, I, um, I’m just a filly, and my mother always said I really shouldn’t, and I don’t really…”
Celestia smirked and cut her off short, thrusting the glass to her lips. Twilight was taken aback in shock as the cool metal of the goblet met her lips. “Try it Twilight.” Celestia spoke in her honeyed voice as she slowly tilted the goblet. The purple pony felt the liquid reach her lips. It was…indescribable. It was a sweet taste, almost like a honeyed fruit punch playing over her tongue. She felt the warm rush of the alcohol only after the drink had passed her tongue. All of a sudden all of her taste buds seemed to come alive at once at the newfound electrifying taste. She felt the warm sensation flow through her throat and into her belly. She blushed slightly at the exotic taste.
“Hmm I would say that means you liked it?” Celestia chuckled.
The white mare drank deeply of her own glass, feeling the effect immediately. It was a very fine berry wine, but its age had made it potent. She walked over and sat close to Twilight, whom she noticed had taken another sip of her wine.
“Twilight.” She spoke suddenly very seriously, looking at her pupil. “Do you hate me?”
Flush with embarrassment and perhaps just a bit of wine, Twilight stammered slightly. “N…no Princess. I just, well, sometimes I am worried about you. I care for you and…I don’t know what I would do if something happened to you.”
Celestia seemed slightly taken aback. “Why my little pony, whatsoever do you mean.”
Twilight’s eyes were wet with her tears nearly coming forth. “Sometimes I don’t like what we do together. In…private.”
The Princess held Twilight’s cup to her lips again as the filly took another drink. Celestia smiled her fiendish little grin again. “Twilight, why would you ever think what we do is wrong? I am your Princess, and your mentor. I decide what is wrong and what is right.
“Are you questioning your ruler?”
“I would…never…” Twilight looked away, ashamed.
Celestia finished her goblet, and refilled it. She pushed herself next to her student, letting her graceful neck meet the top of her head, cradling her in her mane. “Shhh it’s alright Twilight, don’t worry. I am not angry with you. I could never stay angry at you.”
She started kissing Twilight’s back. The sudden sensation in such a seldom touched area elicited a gasp from the filly. Working her way up the filly’s small neck, she started kissing her on cheek and snout. She noticed Twilight did not protest. She nuzzled the filly for a few moments, enjoying the sweet smell of the wine on Twilight’s breath. She broke away for a moment, filling her mouth with wine. She kissed Twilight fully, sharing the wine with her. The surprised filly opened her eyes widely, tasting the rich berry wine playing off her mentor’s tongue.
As Celestia broke the kiss, she looked at her pupil’s flush face, her eyes closed as if enjoying the moment. ‘We’ll see how long that lasts.’ She thought. “Here my little pony, have another glass.” She filled Twilight’s goblet to the brim and forced it to her lips. She choked as the fiery liquid cascaded down her throat. Still sputtering slightly, Celestia took the moment and pushed her onto her back.
The scene before her was exquisite. A glassy eyed Twilight breathing deeply. Her goods entirely on display as her sense of modesty was overridden. Celestia nearly drooled as she brought her goblet to her once more. She tipped it slowly, letting the sweet liquid fall on Twilight’s velvet stomach, running between her tiny teats and down her puffy slit, pooling at the base of her tail. Twilight’s fuzzy mind felt the warm sensation along her nethers. She opened her legs farther to drink it in.
The Princess practically attacked her. She lapped at the pool of wine at the filly’s small ass, rimming the tiny pony in her hunger. She noticed the tight ring opening and contracting, and giggled as she wormed her tongue inside. Twilight moaned back in acceptance.
Celestia noticed her now aching plot, practically awash with her own juices. She hastily opened a small chest on her desk, and levitated over another of her toys. A realistic reproduction of a stallion’s manhood. She had instilled it with the same parasprite type magic as her precious ball. Just a thought and it sprang to life. She looked upon it gleefully. She touched it to Twilight’s smooth chest, and the reaction was immediate. The filly looked down at what must have appeared to be a monstrous intruder enveloped in the Princess’s golden magic. “Hnggg…what is…” She drunkenly slurred her speech as she clenched her legs reflexively. Celestia’s magic pried them open again.
“Not so fast my student.” She brought the intruder down between the filly’s thighs, holding the wildly pulsing tip against Twilight’s clit. The drunken pony immediately relaxed her legs, pushing herself towards the source of the pleasure. Celestia expertly ran the shaft along the young filly’s cunt, coating it in her juices. When she was satisfied, she drew it way, eliciting a small moan of disapproval from her charge.
“Now now, Twilight, you don’t get to have all the fun.” Celestia poised the now glistening toy at her own opening. She leaned down and grasped Twilight’s forehoof in her grasp. “I need you here dear.”
“Hunh?” Was all she could really manage. Twilight looked with blurred vision as the white mare used the filly's hoof to push the dildo into her to the hilt.
Celestia moaned loudly as the shaft’s vibrations brought her precious waves of pleasure through her body. She leaned down and kissed the drunken filly deeply. Twilight accepted her completely, as her head spun and the world was awash in her brain. The Princess drank her fill from her student, eventually breaking away and smiling sweetly. “I think it’s time for an advanced lesson, Twilight.”
She jammed her hoof roughly against her young sex. The filly moaned quietly as the Princess expertly worked her delicate opening. She played with the tiny clit with the end of her carefully manicured hoof. As she played with the filly, she used her magic to work the vigorously pulsing dildo deeper inside herself.
As she looked down at the writhing filly, she smiled viciously. “I’m not quite as helpless as you think, you little foal. I don’t need your pity.”
She focused her magic on a ring around Twilight’s smooth neck. She tightened it.
Celestia was practically yelling at the small pony. “Who the hell asked you to worry about me? I don’t need your damned sympathy!”
She took her hoof away from Twilight’s sodden cunt. She replaced it with the other end of her magical parasprite dildo. She ground it into the filly’s clit, causing her to thrash wildly against the sensation.
“Never forget, my little pony, you are mine and mine alone! I will use you as I see fit!”
Celestia tightened the magic ring to constrict the pony’s airflow. Twilight coughed as she struggled to breathe. She found in her haze she could conjure no magic whatsoever. Her vision was blacking out. The only sensation she could feel in her whole body was the intense waves of heat from her thighs. Her brain fought against it, trying to fight for her survival, but in the end her libido won out. She focused entirely on her own marehood, letting the wild sensations flow through her. Her whole world was going black. She felt like she might die. If this was the last feeling she had, she didn’t care.
Twilight’s own orgasm was more than enough for the Princess. She bucked her hips against Twilight’s, and held her head back in a silent orgasm. She was breathing heavily as she glanced down and realized the poor pony below her was suffocating. The mare released her magic as she slumped down alongside the gasping filly.
As she basked in her afterglow, she couldn’t tell if Twilight was either asleep or unconscious. “Hmm well I guess it makes no difference. You did well tonight my pupil.” Celestia brought a fresh glass of wine over to her, taking a dainty sip as she ran a hoof absently along Twilight’s soft coat.
“However you really are a lightweight.”
Twilight sat alone in the open courtyard, letting the early fall breeze blow her mane playfully around her shoulders. She took tiny bites of her arugula and mushroom sandwich. She didn’t mean any disrespect to Merriweather, but she just had so much on her mind lately. Her training with the Princess in the afternoon still loomed ahead, and there was so much for her young brain to process lately.
She felt a strange closeness whenever she was with the Princess. She didn’t understand it. For the first time in her life, she knew a pony that knew more then she would ever know. That dwarfed her own magical talent. She even still felt like Celestia had given her the gift of magic in the first place. Every time she glimpsed her cutie mark she thought of that.
She shuddered sometimes when she thought of what they did in private. But at the same time, she was such a little pony. There were a great many things she didn’t know. Especially about adults and their…intimate acts. There were not many books on that topic.
She took another bite of her sandwich.
Twilight suddenly was interrupted by a shadow on the stone floor. She looked up to see Celestia’s smiling face. “How was your lunch, Twilight?”
The filly grinned slightly. “Well you should know better than anypony, Princess. Merriweather must be one of the best cooks in Equestria!”
Celestia chuckled. “That may be true, my student. She is indeed one of my most beloved servants. She’s been with me a very long time.
“May I join you?”
“Of course! I was just trying to finish eating before the afternoon’s lesson.”
The alicorn seated herself regally on the bench next to Twilight. Her face was one of contemplation. “Do not worry about this afternoon, Twilight. I thought we could talk for a while. We seldom get a chance lately.”
“Oh…of course, Princess!” Twilight immediately sat at attention, her eyes widening. Open conversations with her mentor were very rare, and only when there was something important to say.
“I know you have been asking when you may visit your family Twilight. Well, the simple answer is that you may never leave this castle until I deem your training is complete. You knew this when you became my private pupil.”
Twilight looked down slightly, but tried to put on a brave face. “I know, Princess. It just has been a very long time since I have seen them. I do love spending time here with you and Merriweather, but I haven’t seen any other pony since I came. When I feel alone, I just think of my parents and my brother.”
Celestia’s eyes softened as she looked at her pupil. She moved her gaze towards the autumn sky. “Twilight, I also wanted to tell you something else. I know you have been curious about it for a long time. Maybe it will help you deal with the solitude at the castle. I wanted to tell you more about my sister, Luna.”
The purple filly was shocked. She never had really expected to hear anything more about the other royal sister.
“To understand completely, you must know the life we were both born into. My mother and father were very aged when we were born, even by alicorn standards. I was born first, decades before my sister. My parents were overjoyed. They had not had a foal in their long lives, and to be blessed with one at that most unusual time made them especially grateful.
“They named me after the sun, as you of course know, my little pony. My parents loved me with all their being. All the servants treated me as if I was the queen of the castle. It was the happiest time of my life.
“Something strange happened afterwards, Twilight. Perhaps it was the joy of my birth, but my parents, they conceived another foal.”
“That must have been Luna.” Twilight said in a hushed tone.
“Yes, they conceived my dear sister.” Celestia smiled weakly. “Luna.”
“She was of course, a very beautiful foal, like me and my mother. Her mane was like the night sky itself. At first I was overjoyed to have such a precious little sister. I would take her with me everywhere. In our old castle, there were many secret paths and corridors, and we would sneak out together, pretending to be famous explorers, or pirates. Honestly I don’t quite remember what we pretended we were. We were very fond of each other.
“But one thing I always remembered Twilight, was the attention she received. Her magic was strong, and all the unicorns of the castle commented on her amazing aptitude. She was beloved by the servants for her quiet and polite manner. Even my parents Twilight…they favored her over me. They knew she would one day be the more powerful sister.”
Celestia looked over at Twilight, her eyes narrowing.
“I resented her.”
“Even at my young age, I felt more inadequate every day when I was with her. So I did what came naturally, Twilight. I used her. She loved me as a sister, and I used it to the fullest. I degraded her, and abused her, and made her become my own personal drudge. I’m not proud of what I did.
“My parents found out about us being, well, intimate. I could see their disgust and hatred in their eyes. They did their best to deal with things, but no parent can accept something like that Twilight, you must understand. They died soon after. It just was…too much for them.
“Even to this day, I blame myself for Luna’s corruption, Twilight. I broke her trust in me, and I broke her heart. Even as she gave in to the darkness, and I fought her with every inch of my being, she was the more powerful sister. I think she let me win that fight, one thousand years ago.
“I told you at one time that you reminded me of her, Twilight Sparkle. I was being truthful. I see parts of her in all my pupils. In you, I see her love of magic and her fascination with the night sky.”
Celestia lowered her head and rose from the bench. Twilight found herself beyond words. She knew so very little about the Princess’s past, and this was more then she could process.
“Twilight, I just ask that you not judge me based on what happened to my sister. I did care for her very much. Even up to the end, I did everything I could to save her.
“It is hard for me even tell any other pony about it. Especially in my position, something like this, it would damage the entire kingdom if it came out.” Celestia’s eyes softened slightly as she looked at the purple filly.
“Sometimes things that happen in our past, things that we wish no other pony knew, and they can be painful to talk about. It is very hard to tell any other pony about them.”
Twilight said the first thing that came to her lips. “I promise I won’t tell anyone, Princess.”
The white mare smiled slightly at her. “You may be wondering why we’re talking about all this, my student. Well, I know I told you that you could not leave to visit your family.”
Twilight nodded sullenly.
“However, I never said they could not visit you, Twilight.”
The filly’s head perked up immediately. “Really? When?!”
“Well let me think…” Celestia pretended to lose track of her thoughts. She absently started walking away.
Twilight jumped up after her. She gave the Princess her best puppy eye stare.
“Alright, alright.” The princess beamed. “You should expect them tomorrow afternoon.”
“Yes yes yes yes yes.” Twilight bounced around the Princess happily.
Celestia chuckled at her little protégé. “Just make sure you get your sleep tonight, Twilight. Tomorrow will be a very interesting day indeed.”
Merriweather sat with the young pony, trying to calm her down. Twilight had been so jittery since she woke, she hadn’t had anything to eat, and her mane was completely disheveled. The earth pony tried her hardest to comb the fidgeting unicorn.
“I really would feel better if you would have something to eat, Miss.”
“I already told you Merriweather, I can’t even think of food right now! I mean, I haven’t even seen another pony in months besides you and the Princess. Do you think my mother and father will be proud of me? I really haven’t gotten any better…”
Merriweather arched her eyebrows. “Are you serious, Miss Sparkle?” You are Celestia’s personal pupil and you are worried about them being proud of you? What’s really going through that head of yours today.”
Twilight wished she could say. In all honesty, she felt so incredibly nervous. She felt a fear in the pit of her stomach when she thought of meeting her parents. The accomplishments she had achieved seemed so far away in her mind. All she could think about were the twisted events that happened between her and the princess. She almost felt like anypony walking past could see it on her. See how much of a deviant she was; how used she felt.
‘Maybe they won’t stay long.’ She thought. ‘Maybe they won’t ask many questions.’
“Why is this dress so tight?” She nearly screamed.
Merriweather jumped slightly. “Oh, sorry miss. You didn’t have many options. I tried to alter a dress for you to wear.”
Twilight sighed. Maybe this day wasn’t going to be as fun as she had hoped.
The arrival of the Sparkle family was a modest one. Merriweather had led them into the courtyard, walking with little chatter along the cobbled stones. Twilight stood in the afternoon air, watching them as they slowly approached. She resisted running to them for the moment. As her parents become aware of her, they looked in her direction and smiled. Twilight could not hold back any longer. She ran to them, eyes wet with tears.
For a brief moment, they held her close, and she felt they had truly missed her. She felt loved. She touched her nose to her mother’s snow white muzzle in a close show of affection. Her father leaned in close to nuzzle her. “We missed you so much, Twiley.” He said softly, and kissed her on the forehead.
She recoiled away slightly, drawing slight confusion from them. Her thoughts quickly turned to worry, as she felt them staring at her.
Merriweather sensed the awkwardness and cleared her throat. “Mrs. Velvet, Mr. Light, come with me. We all have a special treat today. The Princess herself wished to eat with you all.”
Twilight trudged after them with a slightly miserable look on her face.
Seated around the large table of the Solarium, even the most personally invited guests could easily feel small.
Celestia welcomed Twilight’s parents, offering them seats near her at the table. She walked over to Twilight, beckoning her to sit next to her at the head of the table. The filly couldn’t actually remember eating with the Princess in this room before.
The Princess seemed to be in very good spirits. She smiled as she sat at her place of honor at the table. “I welcome the parents of my faithful student Twilight Sparkle. I am so glad you could come visit us tonight and see your daughter’s progress.
“She is truly a gifted student in many ways.” Celestia smiled smugly at Twilight. The filly blushed deeply. She wished for a small, unicorn sized hole to appear in the ground and swallow her up.
“Please, I ask you enjoy yourselves tonight, as my personal guests.” She held up her goblet, and Twilight’s parents did the same, each grasping the golden cups with their magic. Twilight, looking more embarrassed every minute, simply took a large sip of her wine. Maybe it would make the evening slightly easier.
Velvet looked shocked. “Twilight, are you drinking…wine?”
The filly turned crimson as she stammered for an excuse. “Oh…n…no, I wouldn't, I mean, it’s not…”
Luckily Merriweather saved her from the fiasco. “No, Mrs. Velvet, I would never serve a foal alcohol. It is merely a sparkling juice. I trust this is okay with you, ma’am?”
The purple and white striped mare nodded, accepting the servant’s words. Twilight sighed in relief. She looked over at Merriweather and took another sip of the potent beverage.
Celestia broke the silence. “Well I simply must say how proud I am of your daughter’s progress. She is such a studious pony. Surely as her parents, you must know how hard it can be to get her nose out of a book and into something else.”
Twilight coughed slightly on her drink. Celestia looked down at her, concerned. She rubbed her back gently with her golden adorned hoof.
Night Light chuckled. “Yes, we were worried she would spend all her time reading and not a moment actually learning to use her magic. We were actually very surprised she did so well in the exam. I really had never seen her do that before.”
“It was almost as if she reached inside and found something new just for that test.” Said Twilight Velvet. “Maybe it was just all my wishes for her coming true.”
Celestia grinned. “Hmmm. Perhaps.” She stopped rubbing Twilight’s back and dropped her hoof to her side, but not before stroking the filly’s inner thigh lightly. Twilight grew a shade redder, as she lifted her goblet to her face and tried to block her reaction from her parents.
“You should really see your daughter at her exercises lately. She continues to impress me with her ability. Just the other day she found a solution to a targeting test that I had never even contemplated. She will be a great unicorn caster someday.”
“We are just glad to see her, even if it is for one night. I’m just so happy to see she has reached the dream she worked so hard for.” Velvet said.
“Oh believe me, Mrs. Velvet, I make my student’s happiness my number one priority. Would you not agree, Twilight?”
Twilight, already flushed by the under-table attention and the wine, looked into her mentor’s magenta eyes. They looked so soft and calming tonight. Her whole demeanor was indeed different. She had shifted seamlessly into the role of a noble dignitary.
“Yes, my Princess.” She said softly.
Celestia looked over at her guests. “Now, shall we eat?”
“Now, I know it is nothing fancy, but I guarantee she is an excellent cook. Thank you very much Merriweather, that will be all for now.” Celestia said, as the orange pony pushed her clattering cart into the kitchen.
“Oh, don’t be so modest, Princess. This looks wonderful.” Velvet replied.
All four ponies had been presented with roasted peppers filled with a creamy mushroom stuffing. In the middle of the table, fresh biscuits and onion gravy were laid out. Twilight sat quietly, pushing her pepper around on her plate.
Velvet looked over at her daughter. “So I’m sure you’re wondering what your big brother is up to, Twilight. Well, he was put into an officer training program! At his young age, it’s very unusual.”
The filly grinned slightly as she thought of something to say.
“Oh now, don’t worry about him not being here tonight dear. He simply couldn’t get away from the academy. I talked with him though, and he was so proud of your exam and your training with the Princess. He told me to tell you he loves you very much, and if you need anything he is always there for you.”
Twilight beamed when she heard those words. He was still thinking of her, even with all the work he was doing at the academy. Her brother would always be the same colt she always knew.
“Why Twilight, you never told me you had a brother. I simply must meet him sometime.” Celestia looked out of sideways eyes at the filly, as she grinned a slightly wicked grin. Under the table, her forehoof reached between Twilight’s legs and ever so briefly brushed her sex. The filly fidgeted for a moment in her chair, stifling a gasp.
“I…I need to be excused a moment.” She stammered as she quickly strode to the nearby powder room.
Twilight looked into the mirror and tried to compose herself. She was completely unprepared for how the Princess was acting towards her tonight. ‘Was this usual for her at public affairs?’ she thought. ‘I just can’t handle this.’ Looking at her reflection in the mirror, she splashed some cool water on her flushed face.
‘I need help from somepony. I just can’t do this anymore. Merriweather is no real help. And I just can’t talk to my parents about this…I could never let them know. They would never look at me the same ever again.’
She also thought suddenly back to Celestia’s words. That she had said some of her prior students had gotten their families in prison for trying to interfere with the Princess. Or worse.
‘Shiney.’ She thought. ‘My only real option. He’s the only one I think I could tell. He loves me no matter what happens. I could slip a letter to mom for him and he would certainly get it.” Twilight smiled a desperate smile at her inventiveness.
Quickly she drew a nearby napkin and black eye liner to her, and retreated into a stall, shutting the door behind her. She sat on the cool wood of the toilet seat, and started to write. The eye liner wrote in chunky, but passable letters. She swiftly composed a letter.
To my BBBFF – Please brother, I need your help. I can’t tell mom and dad. I need to leave the castle soon. I don’t think I can stay much longer. The Princess makes me do…things in private that I don’t like. Find somepony you can trust in the guard and try to get me out. Shiney, I just want to leave.
Your little sis----
As she was signing the paper, her black pen glowed amber for just a brief moment, and snapped in two.
Twilight froze in the dimly lit stall. She heard the wide hoofsteps of a mare striding down the rows of doors. She stared, wide eyed, at the shadow cast on the floor as it approached. “Twilight.” The Princess said in an even, matriarchal voice. “Open this door.”
Still captivated on the shadow on the floor, the filly hopped down from her seat on the toilet. There was absolutely no place to go, but she couldn’t bring herself to open the door. Suddenly the lock began to glow amber. Locks were no defense against a unicorn. She quickly tossed the letter in the toilet and flushed it. As the door flew open, she attempted to look as innocent as possible.
The 2 halves of her broken makeshift pen levitated in front of her as Celestia stood, expressionless, in the doorway. “Now what on earth could you be writing in the bathroom, my faithful pupil?”
“It…was nothing Princess. I just was jotting down some thoughts about meeting my parents tonight. I didn’t want to forget…”
“Quiet you little foal.” Celestia cut her off. “Do you think your Princess stupid? I know all that happens inside my palace.” Her eyes were narrowed, but her mouth was turned up in a sneer. “Why would you want to leave me, my little pony? Has your Princess not been kind to you?”
She reached out a hoof and stroked the quivering filly’s mane. “Have I not been gentle to you?” She pushed a few errant strands out mane off Twilight’s face. The purple pony was nearly in tears by now. “Perhaps I have been too easy on you, Twilight. Maybe your poor progress in our magic training is my fault. If that is so, I am sincerely sorry. And I owe it to you, my little student, to teach you properly.
“Come here Twilight.” The purple filly walked out of the stall slowly, staring straight ahead into the wide mirror on the far wall. “We’ll consider this our training for the day.” She said as she straightened the pony’s dress. Twilight stood perfectly still, watching Celestia fuss over her, but not daring to move or say a word.
“Oh yes, I think you are missing something, my dear student.” Celestia thought of one of her special ‘toys’ in her mind, and after a brief cast, it appeared in the air before her. A small white oval attached to a strange box. “Now let me show you how to wear it. This end goes here…” Celestia tucked the boxy end into the tight waistline of the dress, securing it.
The white mare looked at Twilight in the mirror, smiling. “And this end…goes here.” Twilight gasped as the small oval disappeared into her already moist slit. She fidgeted at she became used to the strange feeling. Celestia looked into her face through the mirror.
“Now, it may seem a rather useless accessory at the moment. But within the box there resides a small piece of magic crystal. You can feel it, can you not? With a unicorn’s magic, you can focus on it, and power it. Its charge travels to the other piece, and, well, you can see for yourself.” Celestia’s horn glowed and suddenly the small oval inside her came alive. The filly, completely unprepared for the shock, clenched her rear legs together and closed her eyes. It was hard for her to place the sensation. It was as if a dull heat and electric charge were touching her most intimate places. Celestia watched happily as the intruder quickly worked its magic. The filly gyrated her back body, feeling her legs suddenly become weak, and her stomach fluttery. “Ngghhh...ah...” She moaned as she felt the quickest orgasm of her young life flash through her. The purple filly panted as she felt the living object inside her continue.
Celestia smiled, and patted her on the head. “Now, we are going to go out and rejoin our guests. As the first part of your punishment, you are to wear your new accessory until I say otherwise.”
“N…no…” She struggled the say between her body spasms. She had come down quickly off her first orgasm, and now felt her body heating up into another. “Please, d…don’t make me go out there. Not like this…”
“I’m sorry, my little pony. I warned you what had happened to my previous students that could not keep their big mouths shut. This is for your own good, I’m afraid.” The Princess daintily washed her hooves, and checked her appearance in the mirror. “Now let us go, Twilight. You wouldn’t want to keep your parents waiting.”
The mentor and student walked back out and sat at their seats at the head of the table. Twilight walked slowly and deliberately, masking her discomfort. She hesitated as the Princess sat, smiling at her, and beckoning her to sit beside her. Twilight sat slowly, but found immediately that sitting caused the small object in her cunt to push against her inside walls, heightening the sensation. She nearly jumped up in shock.
The Princess cleared her throat. “I am deeply sorry Mrs. Velvet and Mr. Light, for our absence. You were telling me about your son, I believe.”
“Oh yes, he wishes for nothing else but to one day serve your Highness as a member of the royal guard.” Twilight’s slate blue father replied. “He used to follow the guards around in Canterlot Square, and imitate their drills, when he was a foal. I hope someday you would consider him for your own personal guard.”
Twilight was now feeling very flushed. She tried not to squirm in her seat. She took another large drink of her wine, letting the fiery liquid wash into her head.
“Well he sounds very dedicated, Mr. Light. You should both be very proud of him. I’m sure Twilight would be happy to tell you, I always am looking for eager foals to serve inside the castle.” She looked at Twilight, prompting a response.
“O…oh. Yes, that’s right, Princess.” Twilight attempted a smile as she felt the small egg inside her touched her slightly deeper than before. She ground against her wooden seat, attempting to quell the burning in her loins.
Night Light spoke again to his daughter. “Twilight, I don’t mean to talk about your brother so much on your special evening.”
“No, it’s…okay, dad, I like to hear how Shiney is doing.”
“Even so, I would love to hear what you’ve learned recently, Twiley.” He urged.
The filly smiled weakly at him. She was close again. “W…well just some targeting practice lately. Not rea…really anything special.” The filly kept her face stoic, as she wished for the coming orgasm to come and be over. Her whole lower body felt warm, and her thighs tingled with anticipation.
Her mother glanced over with a look on worry on her face. “Twilight, if you aren’t doing well here, you can tell us. We just care about your happiness. Are you just staying here to make us happy?”
‘Dear gods, I’m so close.’ Twilight thought to herself. “No, that’s not it mom. It’s just…” she suddenly caught her words in her mouth as her mind exploded again in orgasm. Her stare went blank as she focused on the feelings from her thighs. She struggled to keep her breathing normal, clenching her hooves tightly on the stone table. As it washed over her, her breath came in small, sharp gasps. The intruder inside her kept its relentless assault going, rubbing on her now overly sensitive walls.
Velvet looked slightly concerned as she sipped her drink. “Twilight dear, you seem so withdrawn tonight. I really wish you would tell us what’s on your mind.”
The filly came down off her second orgasm and looked across the table. She could feel the electric egg viciously assaulting her once more. She looked over at Celestia as she innocently drank from her goblet, watching the scene unfold. She saw her father, looking hopefully at her from across the table. And lastly, her mother, looking at her with compassionate eyes.
There was no way she could say anything. They would hate her for it, she just knew it. And it would put them in horrible danger.
“I…just am tired from all the training today. I’m sorry Mom…”
Velvet looked at her compassionately, knowing there was something her daughter wasn’t telling her. But she didn’t push the issue. “Well, we don’t want to keep you too long tonight if you are so tired, dear. Night, let’s go, and let her get some sleep.”
Night Light nodded. Both of Twilight’s parents got up, and walked to their daughter and the Princess. She absently hoofed at the ground as the came near. They both thanked Celestia for the meal and her training for their daughter. Velvet approached Twilight, eyes soft and forgiving. The filly at first backed away only slightly. The intruder inside her was now rubbing her raw. She felt a pain mixed in with her sensations. She could feel the cool air of the evening wafting across her soaking nethers.
Velvet came to her daughter. She smiled her motherly smile, and placed her head alongside the blushing filly’s own. She nuzzled her in a brief close show of family intimacy. Her father followed suit. Velvet broke the silence by speaking quietly to her daughter. “Twilight, please don’t feel alone here. Your father and I are still in Canterlot, if you ever need anything. Please don’t feel like you can’t talk to us.” They both smiled at her.
All she could think about was the burning in her loins. After the second orgasm, she had just felt annoyed by the device. It had somehow stopped in its ministrations, and now she felt unsatisfied. She collected herself and looked at her parents.
“I won’t forget. I…would never keep anything secret from you.” She lied to them. “Thanks for your concern.” Twilight said to them through a half smile.
She said good bye to them. Merriweather came and bowed, and showed them out.
And then they were gone.
She stood there in the autumn air, her damp thighs feeling cold in the chill. The device had definitely stopped, and she felt annoyed. Twilight felt angry at herself for being like this, and not having the courage to say anything to her parents.
She felt a warm hoof on her back, stroking her from her neck to her flank. She stared ahead, not particularly wanting to look up. Celestia’s voice came from above her, sounding very commanding in the large, empty room.
“Such a long evening, my student. I believe it’s time for good little ponies to go to bed.” She spoke softly. “However, you are not a good little pony. And I believe you still have the second part of your punishment to receive. Come along, Twilight.”
She glanced one more time into the distance where her mother and father had gone. Then, without a second thought, she turned on her hooves and followed the Princess into the palace.
Twilight Sparkle had been in the Princess’s private chambers before. Even though it had only been a few times, she remembered the space acutely. It was not at all how she had imagined it before she had entered the palace. She had originally pictured a light, airy, open space, adorned with all manner of exquisite and expensive furnishings. A room fit for a Princess, with all the gaudy trappings to go with it.
It turned out to be nothing but a foal’s dream.
The reality was a very utilitarian chamber balanced near the top tower of the courtyard. Celestia opened the large, heavy door with her horn, waiting as it opened silently. She strode inside, not needing to beckon Twilight in. She did so without instruction.
As soon as the white mare crossed the threshold, pale white lights immediately started lighting around the room in iron sconces. It created an eerie effect that the room was coming alive. Very little furniture existed inside the Princess’s chamber, for the simple fact that Celestia spent little time in the room. Twilight saw the familiar well-worn mahogany desk that the Princess wrote some of her more personal correspondence from. There was a small book shelf, littered with unusual tomes and issues that Twilight had never heard of. A wooden pantry that served as Celestia’s own liquor cabinet. And of course, the one sight that caused the filly to blush, a large stone slab bed, covered with a plush mattress and fitted with fine white cotton sheets.
Celestia sighed as she sat on a wooden bench near her desk. She opened the pantry and retrieved a large glass tumbler. She selected a bottle of fiery vodka made in gryphon lands far to the north. Filling the glass nearly all the way, she brought it to her lips and took a deep drink. The alcohol changed her complexion immediately, reddening her cheeks and bringing welcome warmth through her body. She set the glass down on her wooden desk, and bid the filly Twilight to come closer.
“My faithful pupil, most importantly, I want you to know that I could never be angry with you. I have loved all my students, and you are no exception. I am merely…disappointed with you.” She took another sip of her drink, her face impassive. “You don’t want to sadden your Princess, do you, Twilight?”
The purple pony couldn’t find the strength to look her mentor in the eyes. She stared at the ground, ears drooped, looking as miserable as a tiny pony possibly could. “No Princess.”
“And why were you trying to contact your brother and leave the palace? I already made it quite clear what would happen to your family or your brother if any of our special training sessions left this palace.” Celestia looked piteously at the pony. “You must understand, Twilight, that I would have no choice. Most ponies just wouldn’t understand the isolation of this place. They might jump to…unfavorable conclusions.
“Such a very long time I have lived here, Twilight. The outside world is a very different place. I don’t wish to upset anypony. This is just how I have lived with my students for almost a millennium. Do you understand?”
Twilight could feel the cold stone floor on her hooves. She suddenly realized how desperately alone the large chamber felt. “Yes, Princess.” She answered in a whisper.
The Princess smiled widely. “Good. I am so happy you understand my little student.” She stared down at the filly in front of her. “Unfortunately, you still have broken one of my most important rules. I told you several times to not contact anyone outside the palace without my approval. But now I can see words are not enough. I am going to have to punish you further, Twilight. Come here.”
The filly stepped towards the alicorn. Their gaze locked; Twilight’s eyes looking shameful and sullen, the Princess’s looking eager and inviting. Twilight felt a tug on her dress, as the left shoulder was pulled off. She took the hint and slowly tugged the other arm free, shimmying out of the dress as she held it with her magic. Only after pulling the dress off her back, did the white box connected to the crystal toy drop to the ground with a clatter. It tugged slightly on the small egg still inside the young unicorn, causing her to gasp. She reached her head around to pull off the garters holding the lacy lower hemline to her flanks, but Celestia shook her head. “Leave them for now, my student.” Twilight reached for the small lead running from her young snatch to the egg inside. “Leave that, as well, my little pony.”
Celestia was now lying on her back, lewdly pleasuring herself as she sipped her drink. She grasped the white box with her magic, pulling it into the air, and stretching the cord to the limit. Twilight felt the pressure inside her and the Princess teased. “What do you think of this little toy, Twilight? Such a simple thing, and so easy to conceal. I do believe I found this in my mother’s room one evening. An artifact from when unicorns used crystals to power their magic and amplify it.
“How amusing that for the last thousand years that technology has been used to bring pleasure to all the whore unicorns that passed through this palace.” She yanked it out with a pop. Twilight flinched slightly. The Princess saw it still glistened with the filly’s juices. She brought the small egg to the pony’s tight anus, slowly circling it. She gave Twilight a wink, and pushed it inside.
“Naaahh…” Twilight moaned quietly. She had never had anything inside her ass before, and the feeling was strange. She wanted to push against the invader, but found the egg firmly lodged inside her. She had dropped to her knees on her forehooves, and stared up at Celestia. The white mare levitated the control box to Twilight’s leg and tucked it gently into her garter.
“A very unusual feeling, isn’t it Twilight? But I assure you, you haven’t seen anything yet. I noticed the disappointment written on your face since the charge died down. That was mostly because I only had given it a small amount of magical charge before. Now, I’ll let you choose this time. We can either do….Low.” Her horn lit up amber. The device came alive again, just as it had before. Small sparks of electricity came alive deep in her haunches, and the heat filled her inner thighs. The feeling of the object reacting in her ass was so strange, but at the same time thrilling.
She gyrated her hips against the pleasure for a few minutes. It was maddening. She couldn’t move against the intruder inside her. She needed to push it further in, needed something to touch her more. She thought briefly about reaching with her hoof and doing it herself, but that always angered the Princess. And she hated to disappoint her. Twilight looked at Celestia pleadingly.
She gazed down at the filly incredulously. She now had a reddish glow to her face, and had brought out a long, narrow glass dildo, that she was working into herself to a frightening depth. “Oh, that’s not enough to satisfy a dirty little pony like you, is it, Twilight? Well, your ruler is kind. Let me switch it to Medium.”
The change in levels knocked the filly off her hind hooves. Her body writhed on the cold stone floor as she gasped. The electric shocks were travelling through most of her body now, causing her hooves to tingle and her brain to come alive. Her small cunt was twitching on its own, pulsating on a shaft that wasn’t there. Twilight bucked her hips wildly almost as if in reflex. She could feel that familiar feeling coming.
“Well you look like you enjoyed that.” The Princess chuckled. Twilight could barely hear her. Her eyes were shut tightly, as she panted in shot gasps, focusing all her thoughts on her dripping snatch. “So let us just skip the next level. Let’s set it to Maximum.” Her horn flared gold again, and the box in Twilight’s garter reacted immediately.
The filly instantly became one huge muscle that contracted and retracted as the electricity pulsed through her. Every time it surged, she felt her whole body stiffen. She felt her young cunt flare open as wide as it could stretch, and then return to its normal shape. Her ass gaped and closed around the egg. Her mind nearly shut down. She could feel no pain, but the sensation of being so out of control of her body drove her into a wild sort of fear. Her lungs fought against her, and she struggled to breathe. Suddenly the surging electricity touched her tiny clit just right. She felt the powerful orgasm push through her, as she was powerless to stop her own body. Her hips bucked backward rhythmically, as she moaned between short gasps.
Celestia watched her pleasured throes for a few moments, working her glass shaft towards her most sensitive spots. She eventually worried the filly was having trouble breathing, between the powerful electric pulses and her near complete loss of control. She pulled the small egg out, with barely a reaction from the filly. She just collapsed in a heap on the floor, panting as she tried to regain her breath.
The Princess walked over to her, discarding her glass member. “You simply make the most adorable noises, Twilight. I could listen to you all night.” She leaned down took a long lick along the filly’s wet thigh. She played her tongue across one side of her slit, slowly tasting her student. She lapped at Twilight’s moist sex, drawing more moans of pleasure from the filly.
Twilight had barely regained her senses when the Princess assaulted her once more. Seeing her mentor doing such acts to her always drove her mind into a frenzy. Her ruler doing such acts with her excited some part of her brain that she wasn’t aware of completely. She just knew she didn’t want the Princess to stop.
“Ah…ah…ahhhh” Twilight pushed her young body towards the Princess’s muzzle, feeling her second orgasm fire through her body. She bucked her hips weakly, and then fell back to the cool stone, as she stared straight up at the darkened ceiling. She took short, rapid breaths as she felt her body recover from the ordeal.
Celestia set on the floor next to her, looking down at her exhausted body. She licked Twilight’s juices from her muzzle, smiling lovingly down at the foal. She absently picked up the crystal device, and looked at it thoughtfully.
Eventually she broke the deadening silence in the room. “I told you Twilight, that many of these toys were the very same I found one day in our old family palace. Before we moved here, I made sure to carefully hide them away and bring them with. I just couldn’t bear to leave them. They remind me of the first time I showed them to my dear sister in my mother’s room. She never was around, you see. We were both so very little; I was nearly in my teens and Luna was just a foal. We used to sneak in and play with her combs or wear her dresses.
“But I told Luna there was much more to play with in her room. And there was, my dear student. Only I knew that. I opened the secret drawer I had found and showed her.” Celestia was still grinning as she looked at the white device in front of her. “This was her first, Twilight. I didn’t want to be gentle, but I tried very hard. I still remember her little gasps as she finally came. There were no tears, Twilight, I swear. She loved it.
“At least, I thought she did. She told me later she did not want to do those things again.” Celestia’s smile had faded. “I think she just did not want to be with me. She knew she was better than me. So I forced her sometimes, Twilight.
“In the end, I thought she would love me. But all it did was bring out her resentment and bitterness. I drove her away…” Celestia looked towards the balcony at the rays of moonlight spilling in.
Twilight had regained her breath, and was now looking up at the Princess from the floor. Her body still felt drained, and she felt weak all over. A twinge of fear knotted up in the back of her mind at the Princess’s words, but she found herself more drawn to her. She seemed such an isolated figure at that moment.
Celestia presently felt the itch in her loins return. She looked down at her young student. “What we have is different, Twilight. All of my students, they have all returned my love for them. They would never leave me.” She picked the filly up with her magic, holding her at eye level as they walked over to her white bed. “I know you never really wanted to go, Twilight. And your Princess forgives you.
“Now, let me show you something else my sister enjoyed…”
Twilight felt the smooth, cool sheets on her back as she was placed on the bed. Too tired to maintain any modesty, she let her hooves splay out in all directions, her gaze focused on her Princess. She looked down kindly at the foal, taking another drink of her vodka.
She placed the glass softly on her desk, than turned to look at Twilight spread out on her bed. It was so perfect for her. Only one thing missing. Her horn glowed, as pure silver chains emerged from under the mattress. They snaked their way across the sheets, a small, petite shackle at the end of each one. Twilight suddenly felt the cool metal of the first shackle touch her left forehoof, and in her startled state she saw the four chains closing in on her.
The first shackle closed gently on her hoof. It was padded, and so gentle she could barely feel it. But the fear of being restrained frightened her. “P…please Princess, you don’t need to do this…” She whispered. “I’ll be good. I promise. I’ll…do anything you ask.”
Celestia strode over to the bed, and set down on the edge as she comforted her pupil. “Oh Twilight, I know you will.”
The second shackle closed on her other forehoof. The chains gently retracted, just enough so the filly could feel that she could not pull her hooves back towards herself.
“This was how I first took my sister, Twilight. She was nearly stronger than me even at her young age. I had to tire her out, and then restrain her.”
A third shackle closed on Twilight’s right lower hoof. She was far too spent to struggle. “I’m not your sister, Princess. I’m not Luna.”
Celestia was glancing over at her cabinet, bringing her glass dildo over along with a special harness. “Be quiet, Twilight. Your Princess is not stupid. I know you are not my sister. You could never be what my sister was to me.” Celestia fitted the glass object to one side of the harness. A smaller glass member was already attached to the other side, pushed out at a weird angle by some metal bracket. “Tonight however, you will serve in her place.”
The fourth shackle locked in place. All four had retracted, spreading the tired filly widely on the bed.
The Princess slid across the bed, delighted at the sight before her. She kissed the filly on her sensitive inner thighs, tasting each tiny teat, tonguing her way up the soft chest of her student. At her neck, she leaned up and kissed her fully. Twilight returned the kiss properly. She reached her tiny tongue out to meet the mare’s own. The Princess greedily probed her mouth, as she ran a forehoof along the filly’s sensitive thigh. She broke away, instantly feeling her lust fill her up.
Her face was positively glowing, a large smile on her face as she leaned in to Twilight’s ear. She held the black leather harness in front of the filly’s face. “Now my student, which end do you want?” She held the nearly eighteen inch long dildo in front of her student. “Hmmm, this side?” Twilight’s eyes went wide as she realized what the Princess was asking of her. Celestia rotated the object, showing the other end, adorned with a much smaller, five inch shaft. “Not really my favorite, but maybe you would like this end?”
Twilight blushed and looked away from the Princess.
“Look at me.” Celestia said sternly, as the filly complied immediately. “If you do not tell me, I will choose myself.”
The filly’s eyes were locked on the strange harness. She had never seen it before, but she now knew exactly what it was for. The odd angle was apparent now; if a pony fitted one end in their marehood, the other end would point out like a stallion. “I…I want the small end, Princess.”
Celestia couldn’t help but smile at the blushing foal. “Tell me what you want me to do with it.”
“I want…” Twilight felt more exposed in front of the Princess then she ever had. She stammered to get out her sentence. “I want the smaller toy…inside me Princess. Please.”
The white mare chuckled to herself. “Well I suppose five inches would not really do much for me anyways.” She straddled the filly, giving her a view of her sodden cunt. She easily worked the entire larger shaft inside, sighing as it bottomed out inside of her. She attached the straps excitedly. “Oh gods Twilight, I wanted this for months. I do so hope you enjoy it.” She couldn’t hold herself back. She poised the small shaft at Twilight’s still dripping opening. The tip went in smoothly. Celestia elegantly held herself in place as she reached down and kissed Twilight softly again. She kissed her cheek, and then whispered softly in her ear. “After tonight, all of your body will be mine, my faithful student.”
She plunged the glass shaft all the way in. In one swift stroke, she took the filly’s virginity. Twilight felt a swift, dull pain. But then her whole being was focused on her feeling of fullness. So unlike the teasing toys Celestia has used before. This was real. She felt her inner walls stretch around the smooth glass, and felt Celestia’s soft coat tickling her clit as she fully pushed inside. She looked helplessly into the Princess’s eyes, and Celestia could immediately tell she wanted more.
She thrust slowly and fully into the restrained filly. Twilight felt her hooves tug at the padded shackles with each powerful thrust of the Princess. She found that every time the dildo left her, she wanted it back inside. She would seek it out, pushing her hips against it, willing it to go deep inside her. She lost track of the Princess, arching her back and neck as she moaned.
Celestia loved the look of her students as she deflowered them. Each one different. Some fought her. But Twilight, she took an unusual path. So great was her desire to serve, she threw herself into whatever depraved activity Celestia wanted. She licked Twilight’s neck as she arched her head back. This was the greatest aphrodisiac the alicorn had ever found.
She sped up her assault on the unicorn filly’s tight snatch. She could feel herself getting closer.
“Are you close, my precious student?” she whispered in Twilight’s ear. She could only respond with short gasps. “Hmm, sounds pretty close.” Celestia chuckled. “Let me finish you off, Twilight.”
With but a thought, she levitated the small egg over to them. She quickly placed the egg on the foal’s tiny clit. With a thought, she gave the device enough latent energy for ‘Maximum’, and thrust all the way in, trapping the egg against the filly with her body.
The sudden electric stimuli combined with the smooth shaft inside her immediately pushed Twilight past anything she had felt before. Her hooves strained against the soft restraints as she lost control of her body, convulsing against the Princess as the orgasm washed over her body. Her brain was unable to cope with the massive overload, and the only thing she could really think about was that this time she felt full. Her cunt sent spasms around the glass intruder, and Celestia ground the egg further against her as she felt the filly come. Twilight couldn’t escape. Her orgasms came in waves, blending together. She couldn’t generate words, she only took sharp gasps when she could.
The sight was too much for the Princess. The feeling of the filly writhing under her immediately pushed her over. She pushed her haunches deeper against the purple pony as she rode out her own climax.
It was several minutes later before the Princess was finished. She so enjoyed the little quivers from Twilight as she felt her overstimulated hole continue to be teased by the Princess. Eventually she felt the filly grow too weak to even move against her, and she decided to end her fun for the night.
As she pulled out of Twilight, she was surprised that there was just the smallest twinge of blood on her toy, and nowhere else. Not as if she actually enjoyed the sight of a virgin bleeding like a stuck pig, but this was unusual. She shrugged. At least she wouldn’t have to change the sheets.
She focused on the shackles, and they all popped off at once. They snaked back under the bed, leaving the filly splayed out on top of the white sheets, breathing deeply as she slept.
Celestia removed her harness with a wet sucking noise. She gasped slightly as she felt its fullness leave her. Looking at Twilight asleep, she couldn’t help but picture her sister again. How many times had they snuck into their parent’s room and fooled around? She smiled to herself as she reminisced.
There was one very notable difference now, however. This was her bed, in her palace. Here, no one would judge her or look down upon her.
She crawled into bed with the sleeping filly, gently placing Twilight's hooves across her chest. She placed her arm around her gently, and kissed her cheek.
‘My palace.’ Celestia thought as she nestled her head in the filly’s mane, smelling her deeply. ‘Here my word is law. As it has been for the last thousand years. No one can take you from me Twilight. And oh what fun we will have together.’
A twinge of excitement shot through her body, making her mane stand on end. The door swung open easily despite its huge size. The young mare smiled as she passed through into the cool darkness of the forbidden chamber. A smell of sweet lavender and sandalwood oil lightly filled her nose. She had been slightly hesitant at first. But now, standing in the stone chamber, she felt suddenly free and wildly excited.
"Come in, Luna. It is alright. Mother and Father are gone all day." She whispered over her shoulder.
The dark blue muzzle of her sister poked slowly around the corner. Her eyes wavered slightly with fear, but only for a moment. Steeling herself, she slowly trotted inside, glancing backwards nervously as if she could be discovered at any moment. Luna tried to puff her chest up and calm herself. She just didn’t want to look like a foal in front of her big sister.
Celestia gave her a comforting smile in the dim light. She wanted to explore more today. Just entering the off limit room wasn't enough. There was something else here. The young princess knew there were other secrets hidden. Something fun. She felt the tremors of excitement pass through her thighs, shivering against the sudden sensation.
Running a white hoof along a polished ebony dresser, Celestia trembled as she drew the drawer open, the finely crafted wood sliding smoothly under her touch. Her eyes beamed as the dim light cascaded on the neatly stacked silken garments inside, illuminating a forbidden treasure to the two young ponies. Celestia gasped silently at the hidden stash; Luna merely shied away, casting an uneasy glance at the undergarments. "Tia...we're not 'sposed to go in here." She pleaded, her voice barely a whisper.
Celestia shushed her sister with a slightly annoyed look. "Do not be such a scaredy foal, Luna. Mother will never know. We are just having a bit of fun."
Selecting a red silk and lace pair, Celestia ran them across her hoof, savoring the delicate fabric. She nuzzled it slightly, inhaling deeply, smelling hints of their mother’s soft lavender scent. She flipped a sheer white pair to her sister. “Here, try a pair on. All the grown up ponies wear these. You do not want to look like a foal all your life, do you?”
“I’m not a foal!” Luna said in a huff. She looked at the smaller pair of white panties, and grasped them with her front hoof, falling on her back as she tried to shimmy them on her dark blue legs. It took a bit of work. She never really understood why grownups wore clothes at all. Thankfully there was a clever hidden catch to fasten around the tail, rather than the simple hole some of the pairs featured. The garment fit loosely, but still hugged the inner thighs of the small pony. Walking in it felt strange. The soft fabric rubbed her nethers ever so slightly, making the foal blush.
Luna glanced over at her sister. She was captivated by something else in the drawer. Carefully she moved delicates to the side as she dug to the bottom of the drawer. There was definitely something hidden there. She sensed some foreign device under the wooden bottom; something the pulsed weakly with magic, old and foreign to her. Celestia had to know what it was.
Her horn lit up with a dull, pink light. The bottom of the drawer resisted for a moment, then pulled silently upwards, exposing a secret compartment. The alicorn looked in wonder at what she had discovered. There were over a dozen strange devices illuminated in the pink light. Made of some strange material, she could feel a few reacting to her magic. She could feel them responding to her. The magic was old, but familiar. More uncertain were the function of the strange things. She studied one, picking it up and examining its smooth surface. Luna looked on, mesmerized by the feelings she was getting from the relics. More in tune than even her sister, she could feel an odd emotion emanating from them. Feelings of pure lust. She took a step back, fear welling up at the strange feeling. She had never felt anything like it before.
Celestia’s ears perked up at her sister’s reactions. All at once it was clear. These were objects of pure lust and sex. A pony in tune with magic could feel the emotions stored inside their smooth forms. She ran a hoof along the cool surface. Nearly a foot long, the object tapered at one end. It felt like stone, but was light in her hoof. A twinge of electricity sprang from the device, making the mare gasp. She was completely enthralled by her new toy.
“Tia. Tia please. Put them back. I wanna leave!” Luna shuffled uncomfortably. She had completely forgotten she was wearing a stolen pair of her mother’s lingerie.
The white mare ignored her. She reached out her pink tongue, and tasted the tip of the device. Her mouth felt a small electric pulse, causing her eyes to widen as she recoiled. If the feeling was that intense just from her tongue, if she were to touch a more sensitive spot…
Celestia looked at her sister, her eyes softening as she spoke sweetly to her sister. “We will leave, Luna. I just want to show you something first.” She brought the round toy in front of her sister, levitating it in front of the small pony. “I found these in mother’s dresser. Do you know what they are for?”
Luna looked up at her sister, an expression of shame and confusion on her face. “They’re something only for grown up ponies. It’s…it’s something naughty, Tia.”
“Shh, sister, it is not naughty. It’s something very special that two ponies that love each other can share.” Celestia brought the smooth toy along her sister’s soft neck. The sudden shock and the coolness of the crystal caused Luna to shudder ever so slightly. She kept staring into her older sister’s eyes. “You do love me, do you not?”
“Y…yes sister.” The object ran across her back now, rolling across her perfect coat, causing her mane to stand up at the strange sensations.
Celestia’s soft pink eyes consumed the foal as she stared into them. “I love you too, little sister. Please let me show you how much.” Her inner thighs were growing hot as she concentrated on the crystal rod. She prodded the tip against her sister’s tail, circling it and playing down her shapely rump. The foal shuffled against the strange feeling. Celestia felt her horn light as she moved the toy. Her mind and magic connected with the ancient magic inside. It was as if it came alive. Suddenly the object sparked as it activated, vibrating slightly and sending small jolts of energy through Luna’s sensitive flank. The foal gasped, jerking away. Celestia stared down at her, her eyes filling with lust. She widened her magic’s scope, holding her sister fast.
The alicorn ran the toy up and down her sister’s young marehood now, prodding deeply through the white panties she still wore. Luna’s front legs buckled under the strange feelings jolting through her, and her sister’s magic weighing heavily on her body. Her young flank thrust up in the air, an open invitation to her hungry sister. She worked the toy through the oversized leg hole of the panties, applying the device to her sister’s bare sex, sneaking the tip between impossibly tight folds.
All she could remember was Luna finally cumming against the toy, as she buried her head under her hooves, taking short breaths as she tried to comprehend what had just happened. Celestia remembered the foal looking up at her, recovering from the orgasm she had just felt, the first of her young life.
She had never once cried.
Celestia woke from the dream in a sweat, her thighs coursing with heat, breathing heavily in the dim light of her royal bedchamber. She hated that dream with a passion. She really had no idea how many times she had relived it; some nights she simply forgot the previous night, and her dreams faded into distant memories in the hazy mornings, mixing with the daily excitement of her duties as ruler.
She lit her horn, and brought a small decanter of honeyed rum. Not bothering with a glass, she drank deeply, letting the burning liquid fill her. The alcohol helped keep the dreams away, but affected her sleep, leading to restless nights. She was far past the point of caring. Resting her head back on the silken pillow, she glanced the rays of the moon play along her room, touching her bed and cascading over her prone body. Angrily, the princess threw the covers to the side and strode across the room, throwing the heavy outer curtains across the balcony window, blocking all light from her room.
As the darkness overtook her chamber, she finally found some measure of solace in the night. The potent alcohol coursed through her, and as she lay down, she let her thoughts cloud over. Thankfully she passed into a dreamless sleep.
Merriweather pushed the same clattering cart into Twilight’s room, heralding the coming morning. The perky student was already awake, diligently studying a text on astronomy. The older pony servant smiled to herself. She had hardly changed at all. Even years later, she still seemed to be the same little foal that lived here so long ago.
Twilight Sparkle glanced up, hearing the familiar silver cart on the stone floor. Jumping to her hooves, she hurried over to help the other mare.
“No, no, Miss, I am perfectly capable of handling this myself. Don’t mind me at all.”
Twilight gave her a worried look. The orange mare had not aged well. In the years since she had last seen her old attendant, the pony had developed a bad case of arthritis. Her every movement clearly brought spasms of pain as her old joints ached. Merriweather was a very proud pony however. She never let on that she was in pain, and certainly never let her ailments affect her duties.
“It’s really alright, Merriweather. I can handle things myself.” Twilight said as she quickly hurried over to the shaking cart. She began to grasp the silver teapot in her magical grasp, only to have the servant grasp it firmly with her hoof, ignoring the tug from Twilight. She made sure the filter was in place, and slowly poured the tea, so as to make sure none spilled. She uncovered the small breakfast, and prepared it before Twilight could react. She buttered thick toast, and drizzled maple and pecan syrup on several very fluffy looking oatcakes. Twilight found herself just standing back and smiling as the confident mare made her breakfast. When she was done, Merriweather turned and made an awkward bow.
“I hope you enjoy your breakfast, Miss.”
Twilight Sparkle had a hard time not tearing up at the familiar response. She loved the old mare deeply. Walking over to the small cart, she leaned over, smelling the wonderful smell of fresh oatcakes and syrup, with plenty of dark tea. She also snickered when she saw the small tumbler of spiced brandy. The servant pony had never forgotten. Although she drank less now, she couldn’t resist taking a small sip, smirking at Merriweather from the side of her muzzle.
“I’ll leave you to eat, Miss. Please remember that the Princess Celestia requests your company in an hour in her study.” Merriweather turned to leave, but was suddenly stopped by the purple unicorn.
“Merriweather…I…um, I mean…” Twilight stammered as she crossed her front hooves absently. She looked up into the kind eyes of the servant pony. “I’m really happy to have seen you again.”
To Twilight’s amazement, the reserved orange mare actually blushed slightly, lowering her head ever so slightly. “I am too Twilight. You’ve really grown up well, in spite of everything.” Twilight could swear the other pony was trying to blink back tears. She almost felt like she should go to Marriweather, when the other pony suddenly turned and trotted off, leaving Twilight alone in her chamber.
It was very strange for Twilight as she walked through the sunlit drenched courtyards, looking at all the carefully kept flowerbeds and immaculate fields of grass. The whole castle was so very familiar, yet this time everything was different. As a foal, the stone walls had been her prison, of sorts. And yet now, they seemed almost homier than anyplace she could think of. A strange sensation of comfort flooded over her as she felt the warm rays of sun on her back.
However, the very thought of Celestia’s study brought back pained memories for the grown up unicorn. She remembered fond nights where the two of them would stay up late, reading long forgotten tomes, chatting about spells and giggling at mistakes in the ancient texts.
At the same time, she could remember the dark times. Days when she would report to her studies diligently, only to find her idol hung over and ornery, making fun of ponies in the castle, or, even worse, Merriweather. Times she would push Twilight harder than she could even imagine, and then would mock her inability to keep up. And worst of all, the ‘special training’ days, when the Princess had even darker ideas in mind.
The imposing nature of the room itself hadn’t changed much. The ebony desk, and the white velvet chairs remained. However, in place of one of the sun symbols of Celestia, there was a new symbol in it’s place. A curious crescent moon. Dismissing it, Twilight trotted towards the dark wood desk, her hoofsteps making a faint echo in the cavernous room. Only when she neared the desk, could she see the lounging form of her former teacher stretched out on a white velvet sofa made solely for her.
In the faint glow of a crackling fire, and the soft morning sunlight, Twilight would be lying if she didn’t admit she was beautiful. Although the purple unicorn had aged almost a decade, the white alicorn looked even younger then she had before. The light played on her glowing mane, and her white coat positively glowed. Twilight was nearly in a trance when the Princess looked up at her and smiled. “Twilight! My most faithful student.”
She rose from her sofa gracefully, walking over to the younger mare. Twilight stood as still as a statue, the emotion and the intensity of meeting her mentor again almost overcoming her. Without even thinking, she bowed on one hoof, lowering her head instinctively.
Celestia chuckled quietly. Gently placing a hoof on the unicorn’s muzzle, she brought her head gently up into her gaze. “Twilight Sparkle, you should know better! You do not need to go through such formalities with me!” The Princess couldn’t resist stroking her hoof down the unicorn’s elegant neck,, admiring her still tomboyish mane. She craned her neck down low, greeting the other pony with a shared hug. Old memories flooded back over her as she felt the other mare's soft fur, the short strands of mane catching on her muzzle as she pulled away slowly. The smell of the purple pony even seemed the same as it did all those years ago...
“Princess…I came as soon as I received your letter.” Twilight rose onto all four hooves, smiling eagerly at the white pony. “I understand you wanted to talk to me about Nightmare M…” Twilight clasped her hooves over her mouth, but it was too late. “I’m so sorry Princess, I didn’t mean to call her that…”
Celestia shrugged as she strode over to a nearby fainting couch. “It is quite alright, Twilight. Most of the kingdom still refers to her as such. They have had no opportunity to meet the real Luna. I feel you and your friends saw it though. Saw the kind and gentle pony that existed before she grew jealous and full of hatred.”
Twilight stood in silence for a few moments, head bowed down in thought. “I did see something, Princess. Using the Elements made things a bit…chaotic. But when she had been purged of her evil, I saw a small pony, very full of sorrow and regret. A pony that desperately needed you, Princess. I guess I can’t really imagine how she would feel after such a long time banished by her very own sister. But in that moment I think I could feel a very small bit of it.”
Twilight could tell this was very hard for Celestia. She stood away from the purple pony now, gazing out her study window. “Yes, I think you did, my student. It has been hard for us, it is true. I really do hope that the ponies of this kingdom might forgive her.” As she looked back towards Twilight, her eyes were wet with tears, although the elegant mare managed to hold them back. “Would you like to see her, Twilight? I know you two never got to meet in any meaningful way. You would very much like her. The both of you share so many interests.”
Twilight pricked her ears up a bit at the thought. She still was not sure what to make of Luna. It was still hard to even think of her as a Princess. Still, looking at Celestia, maybe a little white lie would be okay just this once. “I’d love to meet her, Princess.” She said, trying her hardest to put on a smile.
“Excellent! Let us say tonight, over dinner?”
“Yes, that sounds great!” Twilight gave a rather wide, rather faked grin.
Celestia walked over to her imposing desk once more. “I will make all the arrangements, then. And I will see you this evening. I have to meet with some city planners today.” Celestia suddenly looked over her shoulder, grinning at Twilight. “Unless you wanted to spend some time with me this afternoon. In private. I could tell them I'm...busy.”
Shifting from hoof to hoof, Twilight stammered. “N…no, I think I’ll just say hello to some old friends. I’ll see you at dinner, Princess.”
Celestia smiled. “I’ll be looking forward to it.”
Author's Note
This was the last bit of story I had written for Faithful. I actually wrote the ending for this chapter 3 times, deleting it each time. I never really liked any of the endings I wrote to it. I also was unsure if I even wanted to move onto Twilight's adult life and her further relationship with the Princess. But I think I've settled on a way to do it well.
