Nightmare Before Dusk

Dusk slid across the floor as he was tossed disgracefully from the portal, clutching his side as the monarch of the night followed out from behind him. The pain did not distract him from feeling a sense of familiarity from his surroundings. He scanned the room. He recognised the collection of cushions before a dead fire, where the form of his mentor would be found laying languidly across the pillows. This was Celestia’s room.

“Where is… where is-”

“My sister? Nightmare finished for him, coming to stand before the unicorn, standing over him with a lordly gaze. “Somewhere that isn’t here. She could be baking in the centre of her own sun, locked away in the darkest pit of Tartarus, or dead. ‘Where she is’ is of no concern to you now, Pet.”

Dusk Shine blinked, finding this all hard to process. The world as he knew it had ended, his mentor was gone, and everyone he had ever cared for was out of his reach. Atop all of this, he discovered that her fate for him was more literal than he thought. When she finished speaking, her lips fractured into a toothy smile, the low light of the room making them appear to glow - a smiling shadow. “My name is-”

“Also of no concern,” Nightmare interrupted, and began to trail around the injured unicorn with light steps, looking over him with scrutinising eyes. “I might give you a name, I might not, but you need not care about such a thing anymore. Think of yourself like a… like a dog, yes. A dog cares not for his name, and they’re content with their positions. They’d happily beckon to a slur so long as it was their master who said it. And that’s who I am to you now. Master. Although, I don’t expect you to say it. I don’t expect you to say anything...” the alicorn trailed off, continuing her slow circling of the violet maned stallion, a tincture of something carnal in her eyes. “I think I’ll create a collar for you. Perhaps a bridle. Maybe both,” she continued, eyeing his plot as she passed by it, smirking. “Maybe I’ll shorten your tail…”

As Nightmare mused aloud her obscene thoughts, Dusk grimaced, his purple cheeks now hued pink. To talk so openly… he felt degraded by her words, even if there was something to be flattered by. To say this isn’t what he expected to occur if he were to lose to such a villain would be an understatement. “Hey!” he exclaimed suddenly, the night monarch stopping. He rose to his hooves, ignoring the pain in his side.. “I am no pet! I am student to Princess Celestia and- mmh!” The unicorn’s defiance was silenced by a ethereal blue aura, which clamped around his muzzle; stopping the words in his throat.

“Definitely need a gag for you,” Nightmare added, her bored gaze infuriating the young unicorn. “I’ve never known a dog to speak, but still, I can train you, the expense for which is time, and thanks to your failure, I have an endless amount of it.”

With a glare, Dusk attempted to move, but found his hooves glued. He pulled at the floor, unable to look down due to the binding around his maw. Nightmare stopped circling him, although she was stopped behind him, and he was unable to look back. He tensed, becoming still, when he felt his tail being raised. His face burned red. He felt exposed. He could see what she was doing but he soon felt her press against his plot. She stoked one of his plump cheeks, and he felt the faintest of breaths on his taint, the alicorn was clearly inspecting him a lot more intimately than before.

“This is an oasis to my parched throat,” Nightmare commented, her second hoof coming to join the first; pressing into his second asscheek. Dusk whimpered when she pressed into them. Hard. Her hooves were cold, and despite his fur, the chill penetrated him deeply. “Your rump is squeezable, soft. You did look like a reader, rather than a jock. I knew that the moment I looked upon you,” she continued to narrate, her words humiliating. “Your ‘orbs’ look full and heavy. Too preoccupied with studying I imagine, I know how much my sister loved to ride her students. Fortunately for me, you look,” she paused, smacking her lips together, “untouched.”

“What do you mean- ahh~” The stallion cried out a moan as he felt something wet prod against his ass, the night alicorn’s tongue circled the cute outie asshole. Dusk Shine gasped, there was no way that this was an appropriate thing to do. “St-Stop that!”

Nightmare stopped circling her tongue. The unicorn couldn’t look back, but she smiled regardless. “No.”

Before Dusk could speak again in protest, he felt Nightmare’s tongue continue its oral perusal. The wet moist muscle prod against the entrance, threatening to puncture inside. Dusk Shine tried to move against his bindings, to escape her tongue, but found them grew tighter the more he resisted. She was punishing his attempts to fight back. The bounding around his jaw squeeze, pushing his teeth together so tightly the unicorn was afraid they’d crack.

Dusk Shine gave a gasp of relief as Nightmare moon pulled her tongue away and stood. He expected her to walk back around again, to taunt him some more and probably put him away into shackles for the rest of the night. He just wanted to forget what just transpired... that is, until he felt her breath on the back of his neck.

“What are you-”

“If you were a good boy, I would have been more thorough with my tongue,” Nightmare Moon spoke directly into his ear, her voice sending unpleasant shivers throughout him. “Remember this lesson for the future, pet. Good colts get treats. Bad colts get punishments. Although, since this is your first time, I’ll go gentle… to begin with.”

Dusk Shine released a shocked gasp when he felt something prod against his wettened pucker. It was warm, and hard as rock. He had an idea of what it was, he was too smart to not imagine it. But he felt compelled to ask. “W-what… What is that?”

“You clearly never looked between Celestia’s back legs, but then again, she was always so overly prude. She must have disguised it.” Luna commented, smirking in his ear. “Fun fact about Alicorns. We are Hermaphroditic. You’re a reader, are you not? A hermaphrodite has-”

“Both…” Dusk squeaked. As he said that, he felt the alicorn slide her long, fat, thick phallus up between his ass. He released a trembling gasp as she reached her hilt, the entire throbbing length pressed against his back. He also felt her… testicles. The roiling sack was hot and heavy. Obscene thoughts went through his mind, namely that of how much semen was build up over a thousand years. The sane part of him told him that it was impossible for balls to hold that much collective semen, the panicking part of him thought only one one...

They were gigantic.

Wordlessly, she pulled back her hips. Dusk Shine said nothing when he felt the fat flare of the alicorn’s marecock begin to push against his unready and unwilling hole. He kept his jaw clenched, silencing a whimper. He didn’t want to give her that. Then, with a sudden jut forwards of her hips, she forced into him the first few inches of her rod. The alicorn’s vascular meat slided against a place inside of him that made him want to throw his head back and scream, which was restrained to a muted whimper instead. It hit something within him, past the thoughts of defilement and humiliation, something was planted within him. A singular thought that Nightmare knew would flower.

That it felt good.

“You will learn your place,” she spoke, her voice sultry, “and that place is curled up on my lap. On your knees before my throne. Drooling for what I have between my legs. Your new place, pet, is as my own little obedient lapdog.” As she spoke, her hips started to slowly rock, going back and forth, grinding herself against Dusk Shine’s most sensitive spot - one he likely never knew he even had. “If you bark like a good colt by the end of this, I may give you a treat.”

Dusk Shine didn’t what the the monarch meant by ‘treat’ but he didn’t want to find out. The monarch’s pre-cum filled him, lubricating his passage and aiding her in sliding more and more of her thick inches into Dusk Shine’s tight hiney. He felt her thick cock push against the elusive spot within him, what that made the horrifying act uncomfortable pleasurable for him. It seems as though her slowness was done in a deliberate attempt to lessen his resolve. His jaw quivered as he tried to hold in his moans, the she-dick of the alicorn was provoking an unexpected reaction from within him.

“Oh. Somepony’s certainly enjoying this,” Nightmare cooed, her hoof reaching under him, wrapping around the stallion’s growing length. “Consider this a one-time thing, pet. I’m not in the business of touching inferior tools…” she remarked, lightly pumping his hardening member. “Much inferior…” she added, giving the stallion a pitiful smirk. “Unless of course, they belong to obedient pets.”

Dusk’s face burned, and he felt his face ache with how tightly he was clamping his jaw shut to suppress himself. The monarch’s comment just piled on more humiliation, yet in her hoof, his own member throbbed. And around her cock, his ass clenched…

“Ah~” he groaned aloud, his shame becoming a lesser shadow in the face of his mounting bliss.

“Oh, does my pet like feeling his master’s cock pumping in and out of his coltpussy?”Nightmare Moon hissed seductively, gnashing at his ear. “Do it now. Bark for me. Prove to me how much you love this.”

Dusk Shine tried to resist, even as she quickered her pumping around his cock, sped up her thrusting. However, under the assault of pleasure, he couldn’t help himself as he bit his lips; his body shook before his resistance finally wavered. “A-A-Arf! Arf!” Dusk Shine barked, throwing his head back as Nightmare’s magical restrains fizzled from his maw.

“Good colt.” Nightmare Moon said, her horn glowing. Dusk suddenly felt something click around his neck, he would have looked down, if it weren’t for that fact that his mind was too addled by pleasure to even think, but he could hazard a guess that it was a collar. “Now you have my permission to let it all out dog. Cum. Cum for your master.”

Dusk Shine didn’t know why, but when she said it, gave her permission, he felt something explode within him. Like a bomb of bliss that went off all throughout him. His entire body shook with the overwhelming rapture, ecstasy spread all throughout his nervous system like a strong electric current. Dusk Shine cried out,his body shaking and his thighs clenching.

Nightmare Moon grinned as the Unicorn emptied his inferior member onto the floor, which just so happened to be the pile of pillows that she had found Celestia resting on when she first escaped from the moon. Oh the irony, making Celestia’s prized pupil her pet upon her own bed.

It was delicious. In truth it wasn’t Dusk Shine’s clenching that made her finally burst, or his cries, or even the pleasure she got from ramming herself in and out of the stallion. No. It was imagining what Celestia would think once she saw her student’s transformation become complete. The pathetic sex pet she will make of her prized student. Imagining that future, imagining that Dusk Shine. That is what made Nightmare Moon finally erupt inside the stallion. The first, of many, many more to cum.

Nightmare picked up the stallion just as he collapsed. He had quite a day. With a lecherous grin, she pulled the stallion off her cum covered prick, the half-awake stallion releasing a groan as she did so. Then, she placed the stallion on her sister’s pillows; cum continuing to trickle from his ass, his member still dribbling cum. She admired his new collar, a single silver tag on it with her moon taking up the center. It was rather dull really.

A name would work well. She was not one of those slave masters who merely put the word ‘slut’ or ‘toy’ on the collars of her pets. That was just cruel… she loved it, but perhaps she was beyond such petty cruelty. She had to think long term after all...

“I might give you a name tomorrow, but for now... ” she began, her horn sparking as the fireplace became alight with a shimmering blue fire, the monarch disappearing into the shadow. She had work to do. “Goodnight, pet,” she smirked, her voice filling the room...

“Sweet dreams.”