With each punishment, Luna felt that her crimes lightened and her guilt waned. Today she awakened feeling used up and tired. Her asshole had no rest the whole night as the machine was mercilessly fucking it on full speed. She seeked to mend this problem by ordering a guardian to remove the ceramic dildo from her cunt and switch on the rest of the machine for two hours.

Within seconds the fucking of her asshole slowed and the dildo popped out of her hole, but the burning from the spicy lube still lingered on her abused pucker. Luna opened her mouth to let in the rubber intruder, this particular equipment was designed by her specificly for oral, it had holes at the base and at the tip connected by a pipe to allow breathing even when deepthroating the dildo, but causing the same feeling of suffocation. It also had a spell which encouraged saliva production to eliminate the need of lubrication. It also prevented vomiting, but not the uncomfortable feeling at the back of the throat.

The remaining shaft had a ceramic monster cock fixed to it, the idea to be fucked with it could cause most mares to become nuns and take a vow of chastity in fear, but to Luna it was the instrument of punishment and redemption.

The guardian flicked the switch with its claw and the machine began pumping both dildos in and out of Luna. Apparenty, the oral shaft was on full speed, the member entered her mouth and rammed in her throat, stayed there for a second or two and quickly retrackted from her mouth.

The vaginal shaft was as bad as the one that fucked her throat, but for different reasons: it had an unyielding, rock hard cock contorting with annoying bumps that forced her entrance to take up dozen of different shape to recieve the member with minimal pain. While impacting on her cervix each thrust, two pyramid shaped spike were sliding over her G-spot and creaming her inside with spicy lube.

She teleported the machine and herself down to one of the cells, and braced herself for the two hour torture.

She felt that she was on the verge of suffocating, but she was never in danger death as she could breath through the tube in the middle.

Worse was the dildo, it quickly brought her to the verge of orgasm which was then inhibited by the curse. She just got more aroused and pent up, without means of releasing it.

When she finished on the machine, halfly unconscious, she instructed a guardian to clean it.

Her next punishment was at the mill, during the previous days she used it for two hours in the morning with the same instruments as she used it in the first time.

She had done this in the past week and it no longet had any effect on her guilt, she needed a new form of torture that wasn't about pain, but a different sensation.

After completing her punishment at the mill, she realised that tomorow she has to go back to Canterlot, she had to do something now.

She called a guardian to assist her and went down to the cells. She carefully observed each and picked an empty one a that had bars on the ceiling towards the sky.

She was clamped to the shackles so her hands were above her head and cast a spell to remain warm, as the stone was frigid.

The guardian brought a bottle full of white powder. Luna spread her legs and prepared for her torture.

It installed the exposing clamp that she had worn during the way here and sprinkled her sex with the white powder.

Luna felt a slight itch on her clit, she moved her hand to scratch it, but zhe shackles stopped it. With in minutes, the rest of her sex started to itch aswell and she began whimpering, until a voice came from above her.

"I think somepony is down there."

"Don't jest, this tower has been abandoned for decades."

"Look down this hole, or listen..."

Luna lifted her head to the gap in the ceiling and identified that the voices belonged to a pair of young stallions. In her dazed and half-fainted state, she couldn't close her legs, nor turn away her chest.

"I think, she is chained to the wall or something"

"Should we help her or what?"

"I think she is a criminal, so no, we shouldn't, and I would leave as soon as possible."

"Oh, come on, are you afraid that we get caught, there is literarly nopony here except us and her, I flew around for ten minutes and not a soul here. Also, I think she is naked."

"What?"

"Help me dig and see for yourself..."

Luna's marehood itched unbearably from the powder and her face burned from embarassment, yet she also felt a slight tingle of surfacing arousal and pent-upness.

"I am certain that I am turnes on by this, it is humiliating but also arousing" thought Luna.

Loose piecies of dirt falled from the hole as the pair dag, the evening light shone on her body and spread warmth on her.

Her crimson cunt basked in the equally red light of the dusk, displaying her denial, suffering and shame. A guardian came and sprinkled her pussy again with the powder.

"Mmmmmnnnnfffh" moaned Luna the terrible itch bit het cunt with renewed power.

The stallions recoiled and gasped in horror. The guardian's head turned to the voyeurs and produced a coarse sentence:

"Anti-breakout attemp protocols are being enacted, your destruction is inevitable."

The guardian ran though the tower to reach the intruders, its real commands were to capture them if they discovered that she was Luna and otherwise scare the shit out of them.

"Run!" they yelled at the same time.

"Intruder alert; stop and accept your fate" resonated the guardian.

Luna returned to full consciousness from the voices, and fidgeted as the powder stinged her nether. She looked up realised that she could suppress her need for sleep and can reach Canterlot in one day.

She used magic to unlock the shackles holding her hand and walked up the tower. She looked around and spotted a lake.

She walked to the lake while admiring the sight of a pony being chased by a moving stone statue. She magically cleaned the powder away from her cunt and dived into the water.

As expected the water was cold, but not too cold to get used to. Luna reemerged in a minute and began swiming in the pond. Her body was washed clean from the cramps she aquired durind the days in the tower. Every change in the flow carresed her pussy and reduced its inflammation and ache of being denied.

Finally she laid on a stone halfly in the water, the waves splashed on the cunt sending shivers in her spine up to her head. She cast a spell that transfered her need of sleep to everypony in Equestria, splitting it in equal parts.

She went in the tower to prepare her return to Canterlot, still full naked she teleported all of her clothes to her room in the castle. She used some alligator clamps and a handcuff to prevent her from covering herself. She attached them togother in a way that she has to hold both of her hands in between her pussy and breast. If she tries to cover her cunt, the clamps will pull on her nipples and force her to lift her arms, if on the othe hand she tries to cover her breasts, it will tug on her clit. This was so tight that it even pulled moderately when she hold her hands in the best position.

She began walking towards Canterlot. Thanks to her innate affinity to the night she didn't need no magic nor lamp to see the road and continued to walk on miles after miles.

She tried running, but soon she found out that her breasts wobble when she moves and her nipples feel like that they will tear if she doesn't slow down. She returned to walking

By the break of dawn she was on the busiest road leading to Canterlot, she was surrounded by a magical aura that masked her identity by showing different ponies to the lookers. She also bent reality around herself, she changed the perception of underage ponies, so they won't notice her or anypony reacting to her.

She walked on the road and soon she attracted some attention. A pair of older ponies spotted her. They saw what the illusion spell showed them: a naked, young mare, her nipples and clit bound to her hands in a exposing and torturous way, walking towards Canterlot with a floating sign displaying her crimes.

The stallion shaked his head, clearly thought this punishment was too merciful for the perpetrator.

Luna surrounded herself with a protective barrier, and she put a breathable gag in her mouth, also she summoned hunderds of needles with the enchantment of intensification. Each time she thinks that somepony is dissatisfied with her punishment, a needle will jab itself in her pussy and stays she until reaches Canterlot.

Instantly she felt a agonising sting in one of her outer labia, she moaned in pain but continued her trip.

The mare, probably his wife stared in a mix of emotions, fear, pity and anger, she saw the sign of her crimes yet she also felt her pain and humiliation.

She created two untearable string and magically tied them around the base her breasts, she enchanted them to tighten for fifteen minutes each time somepony pities her. She also placed a safety feature which prevented the strings from tightening too much.

They dug deeply in her delicate flesh as she walked and the she realised that her asshole is in comfort and doesn't feel pain.

She produced a ginger root and magically shaped it into a buttplug form. Without any lube she quickly pushed it in her ass. The burn was comparable to the spicy lube at the tower, but it was bearable, provided that she doesn't clench her hole.

A large crowd gathered around her, eyeing her, each one of them saw a different pony being humiliated amd tortured.

Luna was staggered by the sudden sting in her inner labias as three needles pierced her skin and sticked themself in it.

To retain her balance she used every muscle in her body, including her anal sphlinter. The ginger in her ass was pressed tightly and released its caustic juice on her poor exit.

Luna lost her balance and fell to the ground, she tried to dampen the impact with her hands, but it only brought a massive tug and pain in her nipples and clit.

She fell on her side and seconds later she felt the strings around her breast tighten to an agonising degree. She rolled on her stomach, the rough ground bruised her breasts. She used her hand to push herself up from the ground, it felt like her nipples teared of as she slowly lifted her body.

Having regained means of movement, she continue her way to Canterlot. She had walked four hour, she just needs to sixteen more.

"The last turn" thought Luna as she approached Canterlot's main gate.

A huge crowd followed the accused traitor that she was posing as. She touched the wall and was instantly teleported to her room, the summoned needles, ropes and ginger ceased to exist. She removed the handcuff and the strings connecting her nipples and clit, dispelled the anti-tiredness spell. She fell in her bed and first time in weeks she slept...

Author's Note

Last few chapters are coming...