Luna had slept naked in the tent, there had been no reason to cover herself. She had teleported all of her clothes to a hollow tree trunk three kilometers down the road. She also had slept with a speculum stretching her pussy to the brink.

She spread her legs apart and released the speculum, then teleported it to the rest of the clothes.

She extrackted her clit from its hood and started gently rubbing it. She could still feel the etheral cane's marks on it, but that also added to the pleasure.

"Do I enjoy torturing myself, the pain in my marehood or just the redemption that comes with it?" asked herself.

The lingering feeling in her pussy combined with the stimulation have grown into an arousal. She felt that she was nearing orgasm as it became increasingly harder to concentrate. She forcibly pulled her hand away from her pussy.

It ached and itched to recieve more but Luna denied it. As the orgasm subsided she began rubbing her clit again, nearing the sweetest release.

She stopped just the moment before orgasm, increasing the tension and fustration in her loins. Her clitoris throbbed but she denied herself an orgasm again.

She sat up and got out of the tent. The morning breeze felt soothing on her soaked marehood, reducing the ache from the edging and the caning.

She set down her tent and set out to continue her trip, she will reach the watchtower in the afternoon. First, she has to retrieve her clothes because without them she will be seen naked from the distances too.

The roadside was dotted with blackberry shrubs, growing dark delicacies. Luna picked some of the fruit and ate them. The berries' taste was sweet and sour at the same time, just like her punishment, arousing and painful.

She walked on the path towards the watchtower with her body naked and on display, Luna wondered why she was turned on by her own humiliation as her arousal have not subsided yet.

Again she felt incomplete, empty and in comfort. She reached for her backpack and fished out a special clamp.

This clamp was to be placed on her clit, exposing her button while at the same time tugging its hood as back as it could go ensuring that it is in the most vunerable state possible.

She installed the clamp and she didn't even winced.

"I guess I got used pain in there, I'm no longer sensitive to it, I have to step up punishments to keep up" thought Luna.

Her clitoris throbbed and ached as it was stimulated by the wind and yet denied from orgasm.

The feeling was torturous, yet Luna didn't feel content with it, and she searched for more in her pack, but she heard noises coming from the road before her.

She saw a pair of young stallions talking to eachother and barely had time to jump into the nearby bushes.

"Did you see something?" asked one of them.

"I'm to sure, it was blue i think but it was too quick" answeres the other.

"Maybe it hides in the bushes."

Luna crawled even deeper into the bush, its brambles scratched her until she felt a fiery sting on her marehood.

She backed in to nettles, other stings came after the first one, many striking her exposed clit. She could not move because she would be discovered then. The hostile plant continued its assault on her nethers.

The stallion came closer but he had not noticed Luna, who desperately tried to remain silent. The clamp on her clit was the worst, it exposed the sensitive button to the nettle's leaves and prevented its hood from protecting it.

"It's gone, whatever was it" said one of the young stallions.

"Than let's go" said the other

Tears rolled down on as she waited for the stallions to leave, moving would alert the again, so Luna had to withstand the plant's torture even longer.

When Luna heard no voices, she emerged from the bush, leaving the insidious plant behind.

Her marehood was covered in bumps pulsing with pain as the nettle toxin irritated it. Yet, she didn't feel content with her punishment and decided to use the plant instead of a toy to torture herself. She went back to the nettles and ripped off three leaves with magic. She spread her asscheeks and tugged the leaves in her hole, half inside, half outside.

Luna almost collapsed from the initial pain, which came from the stings and not using lube. Her sphincter rapidly contracted from the leaves, but it could not expel them.

"I have to continue the trip or I will never reach the tower" thought Luna.

With each step she took the nettles rubbed between her asscheeks sharply stinging it. Her pussy felt like it was burning, the combined effect of the edging the nettles and her arousal created the sensation, the wind was the only thing that cooled it down and brought relief.

Luna found herself massaging and caressing her sex, which caused to withdrew her hand from it. Over a course of an hour incidents like this happed half a dozen time at least. She had to do some thing about it.

"This is unbearable, I have do something to it" thought Luna. "I could give myself an orgasm, but why would I deserve that. I may bind my hands behind my back, but that would interfere with the trip and I may fall. Maybe if I curse my clit to feel agonising pain when I touch it, then I would instinctively avoid it."

She cast the magic spell and watched closely and dark particles seeped into he clit. She designed the magic to last until she reaches the tower and no longer. Curses are malevolent enchantments that are easy to place and hard to remove, she used a modified version of a debilitating spell to discipline herself.

She continued on the road, concentrating not to fiddle herself, that was inevitable and she felt that a needle has been pushed into her love button. She moved her hand to remove the thing that caused the pain, but then it felt like someone pressed a red hot iron on her clit. She fell to the ground and cupped her sex with her hands, but after torturous minutes she had enough willpower to take her hand away from her clit. The searing pains finally stopped, yet her hand were covered in her juices.

She looked down to survey the state her sex was in, she saw that it was glowing red, radiation heat from the nettle stings and the desperate need to orgasm. Her clit looked terrible, swollen to the brink, rock hard and vunerable to the elements as it had that infernal clamp around it. And she couldn't even touch it, her sphincter was in no better condition, it and the area around her hole was covered in sore bumps as the nettle slid over them thousand times. Luckily the leaves were scraped into debrie and fallen out from her steps, no longer irritating the area.

She looked at the map and realised that the tree trunk with her clother was behind her. Not wanting to go back, she teleported the items to Pearllight Spire and began to walk to it naked and exposed.

She dripped liquid almost faster than she could drink, her denied nethers leaked and streamed with the sweet fluid of sex, yet it wasn't satisfied and even worse, it couldn't be satiated. Luna could barely hold back the tears of fustration and to reach for her sex. It distracted her so much that in the end she walked in to a stone wall.

Regaining some consciousness she realised that she arrived to the tower, she felt that the malevolent magic in her clit is started to disperse and within a minute it will be gone. She opened the gate and entered the courtyard, there were numerous boxed marked as furniture and a pile of clothes on top of it.

She took her panties and wiped away the fluid on her cunt, she hauled the boxes inside with magic and opened one of them. It contained a special support which could hold a pony face down, on all fours, above the ground, in a way that the its full body is unobstructed.

She opened an other one and unpacked a complex machine, it had a two meter long empty middle in between two wooden boxes. The frontal box had a long rod, and at its end had a medium size dildo fixed to it. The other box had two rod and both of them had dildos that anypony would consider huge. It also had a tank for lubricant, and from its size it is easily deductable that this contraption was meant for long term use.

She placed the support in the middle and aligned it to face the front of the machine. Her preparations completely consumed her mind and she could no longer concentrate on her itching, denied pussy. She also ordered three andesite guardians to be delivered to the courtyard. These were three times higher than a well grown stallion would be, even surpassing the height of her dear sister.

She animated them with magic to guard the tower and to assist her doing penance. They were almost ponylike, but no clothes were chiseled on them and they also lacked genitals, their lower legs ended in hooves and had hands that ended in dull claws. Their mind was connected to Luna's, but they could function without orders from her.

She ordered two of them to haul the boxes inside and to clean the castle, if they are done then they are to guard the perimeter wall. The remaining one was ordered to help Luna with the machine.

Luna climbed on the support, the guardian strapped her down. Its claws were enormous, but also very dexterous. Luna rested her head on the supporting platform which she designed to be comfortable and to allow sleep. It switched on the vaginal dildo of the machine, and with a barely audible splash it was coated in lube and ready for action. Its first entrance reminded Luna that this is the first long night in this tower, but not the last.

Author's Note

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