Silent Moon

After her contraption's treatment on her marehood she could sleep well for weeks, aside from the first few days when her abused inner labias kept her awake. But as time passed her guilt crept in her mind again, she was no longer protected by her fading memory of the torture. She had to invent a new one to punish herself. She had to humiliate herself.

She read about a small watchtower, it had been abandoned for years. Luna found the architecture the most interesting, as it had a modest bastion above its keep, it also had a low wall enclosing the inner courtyard. But Luna's attention was caught by the the cellar that the watchtower had, it consisted of five separeted room, two cells and a modest guard station.

She could carry out a significant part of her penance there, but first she has to prepare the devices she will use an herself.

She went down to the torture chamber in the castle, at midnight again. Her guards followed her with their eyes admiring the princess's body as she now slept in an even more revealing nightgown, which only hid her sizable bust and crothch, offering a clear view of her cutie mark.

Down at the torture chamber Luna unpacked the wooden planks she ordered, but before she began her work with them, she enchanted a bamboo cane which laid unused in the corner. She removed her nightgown as there were nopony in here the watch the princess, making the piece of cloth useless. She took three aligator clamps and placed one on each of her nipple and the last one on her clit, she winced as the pain erupted from her delicate bits.

She began constructing her furniture, magically sawing the wood, teleporting pieces of it away to make space for rivets, bending sheets of metal into triangles, fixing leather straps on the wood. She became quite exhausted in the process, she knew she has only the night to work on these things. The bamboo cane came down whistling through the air on her bare ass to remind her of that.

"Eeep" cried out Luna in reaction to the stinging pain in her bum, which now sported a warm red line.

She had placed the enchantment to ensure that she does the work tonight and not for example, read down here. She was too slow at continuing her work as the cane hit her ass again. Luna howled in pain and resumed the construction of the furniture.

"Tia, I'm going to travel a little and return approximetly in a week, in the worst case two weeks. Do you have any thing against it?" asked Luna.

"No, my dear sister, you deserve a rest. I suspect you travel to vent some steam, don't you?" answered Celestia.

"Yes, I am. If time allowes, I may stay longer."

"Go with my blessing, try not to show off" said Celestia.

Luna had sent the bondage furnitures she built at the previous night to the watchtower, she left with a backpack and a small tent. She was dressed in a crotchless trousers which let anypony see her pussy. An illusionary crotch piece had been cast to cover her until she gets out of Canterlot but will disappear after leaving the main gate. She also wore a white tank top without bra.

She packed herself a large map, mainly to navigate on her trip and to cover her intimate bits if some stranger gets too close. In her backpack she had two additional set of identical clothing and a bra and a single pair of panties.

She left a note to the cooks of Canterlot to put her food on a teleportation circle, which'es other side was in her pack, allowing her to eat from home and not carry her food for weeks.

Her kinkier objects were in a hidden compartment. While most of her toys waited her at the watchtower, she will need her trusty dildos, ropes, vibrators, clamps and spiked anal beads on the road there.

With everything double checked, she sat out the the trip that will take approximately two and a half day to complete. She walked to the main gate, knowing that once she steps out there is no turning back. And with one fateful step she began her trip.

The crotch piece's magic smoked in to nothingness, it was four in the morning, there was nopony on the road as she left the gate guarded by sleeping royal guards.

She felt every little gush of morning breeze on her exposed pussy and sometimes a bit of cobweb too.

The morning dew shined like millions of pink pearls in the dawn. As she lowered the moon she was the last beam of silverish light on these delicate gems.

She ventured into a forest that allowed more privacy. Luna took out the spiked beads from her pack's compartment, licked them. She pulled down her pants,and slowly started inserting the individual spheres. She had packed lube, but it was her punishment, not her reward, she deserved to suffer from the spiked beads that only her evaporating saliva helped to push inside her ass.

She continued her journey toward the watchtower with the spiked beads shifting and turning with every step.

"I should name that tower, it is undignified to be in a no-name crumbring stone heap" thought Luna.

She may embarass herself in front of crowds and mercilessly abuse her marehood, but there is no gain in being undignified.

"Its name shall be Pearllight Spire!" yelled Luna.

A lone hiker stared at her with a confused look, and he began to walk toward her.

She had been noticed, she took out the map from her pack's sidepocket opened it to a V formation and put the lowest point to her marehood, shielding it from the view.

"Princess, everything alright?" asked the hiking stallion.

"Yes, I am fine. I yelled because I'm traveling to an ex-noname watchtower, which I named about a minute ago. In Canterlot I got accoustumed to yelling decrees." answered Luna praying not to be discovered.

"Which one of them?" said as he leaned over the map.

Luna quickly readjusted the paper to be in front of her waist, hiding her indecency.

"There, on Winterkiss peak, the south one" said Luna.

"Oh, I have been there, beautiful moss covered rocks. It is a lovely place, however it is somewhat steep at the middle" exclaimed the stallion. "I must go, I seek to reach a distant landmark today, so faravel."

He resumed his hiking and the princess walked away with relief. She felt the sudden gushes of the wind on her cunt, the encounter left her aroused and wet. Did she enjoy it?

As noon came, Luna felt the growing void in her stomach, and no longer she could stand the searing summer sun, she decided to stop and have a short rest.

She found a traveller's hut. An open, window- and door-less structure built from trunks. She sat down on one of the few benches in the hut and opened her backpack.

She took out the leather piece which was about the size of a normal plate, and snapped with her fingers. The rune on the skin lit up with cobalt blue light and a bowl of tomato soup appeared on it with a spoon.

"This bench is prone to splintering, I mustn't move sideways" thought Luna.

The bench was old and weathered, its surface was covered in wayward spikes of wood. Normally trousers protected agaist them, but not when they have a hole for crotch.

Luna finished her soup and sent the bowl back with a clap. After a minute she snapped her finger to invite the next serving.

A light sandwich appeared on the rune, filled with carrots, salad, cucumber and onions.

After she ate the sandwich, she sent back the remains of her lunch and slid of the bench, thrusting wooden splinters inti her exposed cunt.

"I have to get them out" thought Luna in reaction to the pain.

At the same time, she heard voices coming from the road leading to the shed she was in.

"Dad, when we gonna have lunch, I'm so hungry" said a joung voice behind the bushes.

Luna almost panicked, with the help from her magic she packed and jumped out of the window on the opposite side. She run in to the bushes to avoid prying eyes of those who are coming.

She continued on the road until she was sure wasn't followed, in to dense shrubs.

She found a stone, among blackberry bushes. She stepped on the thorny canes which supported the ripe dark blue fruits. The pain in her pussy reminded her that something needs to be taken care of.

She sat down on the moss covered surface and looked at het cunt. Splinters got in her outer lips and a few welts decorated her mound, probably from the undergrowth. She removed the splinters, granting herself a relief from them.

To Luna, her pussy looked wrong, too whole and not in pain as it should be during her punishment.

Luna cut a cane from the blackberry and placed a simple emchantment on it. The cane became completely etheral and invisible to anypony except Luna, it places itself between the inner labias when she is moving and periodically smack her pussy if she stands in one place. It is only stopped by her cunt so she can't protect herself with anything.

She stood up feeling the bristles on her labias moving and cut down seven thick sticks from the bush, about fifteen centimeters long. She used magic bind the together, creating an improvised dildo with the diameter of five centimeters.

She inserted it in her cunt, wincing as the thorns get past her delicate parts, she left a small part of it outside of her vagina to scrape the surrounding tissue.

An uneasy feeling seeped into her consciousness only a moment before the etheral cane whipped itself on her pussy and scoring a bullseye on het love button.

Luna howled and cupped her crotch with her hands, but quickly stood up and started walking to avoid any more punishment.

The cane returned between her folds as she was looking for the exit of the shrubery to the main road. She found it and continued her trip towards the watchtower. The blueberry canes constantly reminding her of her crime.

She walked in the peace of the forest, the beautifil view was like an artist's composition, the trees stood like endless pillars, small bushes dotted the forest floor and boulders endured and will endure it for uncountably more centuries stood stalwartly.

Luna was in a great hurry, she had no time to adore these things, she has to reach a clearing before the sun sets to set up her tent.

Her pussy was all red because of the etheral cane's punishment. One time she had to take a rest or colapse to the ground in exhaustion. That time the cane vigorously flogged her pussy, so much she almost cried, but she was also content with her torture. The bristles of the blackberry have abraded her inner labias and the entrance of her vagina. The spiked beads in her ass painfully stimulated her equally abused sphincter as the rotated with each step.

She found a clearing hidden by a field of overgrown vegetation and decided to sleep there.

She disspelled the cane's enchantment and magically set up a tent. She had her as dinner and before sleep she removed the improvised dildo from her cunt.

She took a last look on her pussy, which was in better condition for her punishment than before: red, swollen and in pain.