Chapters Princess Luna turned to her other side, it was seven in the morning. Some ponies were the kind who just wakes up and feel energised until dusk. She wasn't one of them, she was one of the other ones, who walk like a zombie until they get some coffee in their system or just wait to be afternoon.
The princess was also bothered by another issue, thousand years ago she abandoned her subjects, turning her back on those who depended on her by revolting agaist her sister and in the end, getting banished. Her conscientousness gripped her stomach each and every morning. Her loyal subjects reminded her that she is forgiven, but she still had to do something about her guilt.
She had to do something about it. She must punish herself, if nopony else is willing. She must do penance to be absolved from her crimes, with the fitting punishment.
She had her loyalists humiliated, so she must humiliate herself: she will forgo underwear and instead wear vibrators this day, no matter what.
Energised by her approaching absolution she jumped out of the bed to begin her day. She put on a long, dark blue skirt and a black tank top. It was strange, being totally covered but still feeling naked, but she had no time to savor this weird state, with her crown jewelries and a strong leg band on she was ready to go.
Canterlot's torture chamber was less a torture chamber and more the place where the princesses did their private stuff. It was filled with both old and modern instruments of various uses, sex toys mostly, but there were some racks, abandoned school projects, seriously messed up poetry, bondage furniture, ancient issues of Playcolt and Twilight's collection of latex gloves... Luna searched in the sex toy and soon found a dozen of bullet vibrators and a roll of tape.
Quickly she fixed one of the vibrators to her clit and pushed two others in herself. She hadn't used any lube, her subjects hadn't seen it coming, why should she expect it prepared. She took a look at the remotes which had settings form zero to four, with a button of osscillate and another of random intensity. She pressed the random intensity buttons and tucked the remotes into her leg band.
The vibrators came to life, the one on her clit was in dormant state the first in her pussy was on low and the other was on maximum vibration. She walked with wobbling knees as the toys sent waves after waves of pleasure through her body, but suddenly it stopped and a loud knock was heard from below Princess Luna. The vibrators have fallen out.
"This won't do it," thought Luna " I need to wear something else to keep them in."
She went back to the sex toys and dug out a thick leather belt with rings and a hemp cord. She wraped the belt tightly around herself just above her hip and tied one end of the rope to the ring on the back. She reinserted the vibrators into her pussy, they went in easier than the first time, because her sex was already glisteningly wet. She had five pieces of rope hanging behind her butt. She pulled three of them between her inner labias to keep the toys in, the other two cords went between the inner and outer labias. She pulled the ropes taut and tied them to the frontal ring. They painfully dug into her delicate flesh causing a continous discomfort, but she had to withstand it. She had to.
The council stormed into the throne room, the vice-captain of the royal guard was yelling with the grand marshal, the rest of the council was following them arguing incoherently. Princess Celestia wasn't in the room, might not be in the castle either. Princess Luna had to solve the situation before it gets out of hand.
She stood up to show dominance over the councilors, and to relieve some pressure from her aching pussy, as the ropes dug deeper when she was sitting. She felt that all the vibrators were on low setting, which made communication managable. She walked down from the pedestral where her throne stood, with each step reminding her to the ropes between her legs as they scraped her most vunerable bits.
"What's the meaning of this?" yelled Luna.
"The grand marshal is out of her mind, your highness. He is suggesting that we allocate all resources to hunt down changeling spies. That would leave us open for sabotage and assassination" said the vice-captain.
"The his idea is insane, your majesty. Sooner or later they will find an opening, if we don't hunt them down first. Perfect defense against espionage does not exists" exclaimed the grand marshal.
The other councilors either stood by the side of one or the other.
"Let me think, the rest of the council may go" said Luna as she fought the urge to moan.
The vibrator on her clit decided to torment the poor princess by swithcing to maximum, and the other two changed themselfes to high.
Luna had to concentrate not to collapse to the floor, she felt an orgasm building in her. Her only hope was to walk back to her throne and ride out the orgasm there, because she couldn't keep standing, if it hits her now. She took the first wobbly step toward her throne, brushing her clit against the rough hemp rope, further hastening the coming orgasm. She hang her head low, not letting other see her fight with her own body. With each step she took thousands of nerve endings lit up from either pain or pleasure sending waves of distracting signals to her brain.
"Your majestry, are you alright?" asked the grand marshal visibly concerned.
"Yes, hhnnngh ... yes, we are" she anwered with trembring voice.
She finally reacher her salvation. She humped down to her throne and held her head in one of her hand. She is cumming. She tried to fight the urge to pant, to show any sign of her self-humiliation. But alas, her breathing quickened and she drooled out ofher mouth. Her entire body contracted as she rode through the orgasm.
As she recovered from this terrifying yet arousing experience, she noticed that neither of her guests are staring at her, but instead a particulary uninteresting spot on the marble floor with a heavy blush. One of the two royal guards was watching her, with some concern and much desire. The stallion was staring at her chest which now featured two small numbs protruding from her breasts. He instantly averted his gaze as the princess turned to him.
Having collected some decency, Luna answered the question "Vice-captain, you are to use resources to strengthen the castle defense against spies, but do not over do it on the other hand. The rest of the resources goes to the grand marshal, who uses it as she wants to hunt down spies."
"Understood, your majestry" they saluted.
"If there is no other question, dismissed" finished the conversation Luna.
With some time passing the vibrators changed to lower stimulation and allowed the princess to act somewhat normally. The wicked guard was still trying to shoot some glances to the princess erect nipple. After all, you don't see something like this everyday.
Luna was at some place else, evaluating her own punishment, she concluded that this minor piece of self-humiliation was negligible compared to her crime. She had already began to formulate a new part of the penance.....
Author's Note
If you noticed a grammar error, please put it in the comments and I'll correct it. Constructive critichism is welcomed.
Luna turned to her other side, having trouble sleeping in the past few days. The initial relief from her self humiliation have lost its effect, but she was reluctant to begin her next sentence. She was afraid from her own punishment, the twisted idea that have popped into her head in the first night she could finally sleep well. But now, she has to do it, wear that vile contraption that she so eagerly constructed.
She got up from her bed and began to walk down to the torture room. The soothing calmness of the night was disrupted by the rhytmical clapping of Luna's hooves, and as a compensation, she sent a shooting star through the sky to entertain those who feasted their eyes on her beautiful stars. The nightguards stood stalwartly all over the palace, glancing at her princess, as she was wearing a nightgown that barely hid anything. The fear from that device that was waiting for her down there was making every step feel like mile with her legs made out of lead, but isn't fear makes the punishment more effective?
The torture chamber was in its usual state, abandoned and filled with things that the world didn't have to know about, her device was no exception. She dug out a small box from behind the Playcolt magazines and opened it. The box contained thick panties made out of leather like material, its inside however was fill with various gadgets of torture: small needles pointing toward her most sensitive parts, thin metal rods that can clamp on her labias and pull them taut, rough brushes, spikes, metal bulbs with either smooth or sandpaper like heads, and a ring that stretches the entrace of her vagina but leaving the rest of it unstimulated and various other tools of discomfort.
She was sweating from the dread and the curiosity of what her next sentence will bring, and without hesitation she pulled up the contraption. She took a lock that will only open after twentyfour hours later from when it was locked. With a quick activation spell, the panties sprang to life. Two rods extended themselves below her clitoral hood and extracted her love button before locking themselves in place, the ring stretched her entrance to a level that was almost painful and needles alinged themselves to point at their target. Her anus was safe either, a hollow metal half ring invaded her asshole without any lube and positioned itself around her sphincter. She quickly locked the two straps which lead above her hip bone to the front of the panties, preventing any removal method that wouldn't break her hip. She just have to wait a day to be free.
There was no way she can sleep in this thing, she had to spend some time until the day starts. She looked at the clock which showed one in the morning. She knew the first time she sits down her contraption will activate. She took one of the older issues of Playcolt and took a seat at the table, begining her punishment.
The panties functioned as it was intended, a smooth head bulb with numerous spikes on its side pressed itself into her urethra with the spikes scraping the tissue around her hole with every move. Luna leaned forward from reflex, which proved to be a mistake when the bulb with the spikes withdrew from her peehole, but instead a needle jabbed itself into her clitoris, its force wasn't enough to pierce the skin, but Luna felt a sharp pain from her vagina too as another needle came into contact with her sensitive wall.
She winced and leaned backwards from the pain, which only worsened the situation as the smooth bulb quickly went in and out of her urethra, several needles pricked her vagina's wall and at last she reached the position she wished to take. To her surprise, the ring in her anus contacted a small high intesity vibrator, which sent tickling waves to her butthole. Luna jumped from the sensation, which made it stop.
Her torment wasn't over as the contraption, the tickling has passed but it left behind an itch that she couldn't scratch from the belt. Even worse the thin metal rods clamped on her inner labias and forced them into a taut W formation. She couldn't sit, so she thought she might just go for a walk.
With every step with one leg she took, she felt that the belt pulled at the other labia as countermeasure. She just have to make less bigger steps to fight it. The belt proved her wrong once more, with each movement a little pin jabbed at her clitoral hood from the side of the front leg and the rods pulled stronger. If that doesn't work, lets try smaller steps to make the pulling less torturous. This idea was aslo futile as the belt pushed two brushes to side of each labia, grinding on her stretched flesh continously.
"This day is going to be interesting" thought Luna.
"This cannot be," panicked Luna "they are coming, I'm so stupid. Eeep!"
The thin rods clamped her labias painfully as she stood up from the chair. A diplomatic envoy is arriving today to canterlot and the royal sisters have to greet and spend time with their guests.
"Okay, okay. Just calm down, you just have to pretend that your pussy is not being tortured by your own vile creation." thought Luna "That's hard enough."
"Luna, come, they are here!" yelled Celestia.
Luna ran, with each step the thin rods pulled her labias, brushes scratched her most sensitive spots between her folds, her clitoral hood sliped on and off the two spikes on the rods that prevented her clitoris from retreating. This was the worst form of torture that the contraption has done to her today. She quickly teleported herself next to Celestia to avoid any more of it. She was gravely mistaken as all of the needles in her panties pricked at her then quickly retracted as punishment for teleporting and for causing discomfort to her subjects by getting banished.
"Luna, you have been fidgety today, everything allright?" asked Celestia.
"Yes, I ma alright, just a little nervous about the envoy" lied Luna.
"I thought so" smiled Celestia.
The diplomatic envoy ceremoniously arrived at the castle, where the two royal sisters greeted them.
"I hope your travel here was enjoyable" said Celestia.
"Yes, it was but the Equestria has many fair sights that took several hours to admire," said the diplomat "and we became quite hungry in the process."
"Of course, the lunch is done and waiting to be served, come let's have a feast" said Celestia.
The princesses and the diplomats went to the balcony where a set table and covered plates awaited them. They sat down to the table and the servants lefted the lids from the plates revealing the delicious dishes under them.
Luna was in some place else, the thin rods released her labias, but she designed the contraption to randomise the torture methods every time she stands up, only the bulb that just went in her urethra again couldn't change. She had to act normal, unless she would be discovered before the diplomatic envoy.
She leaned forward to grab her utensils, the smooth bulb slipped out of her peehole, but instead a sandpaper headed one went under her clitoral hood and came out scrapeing her delicate flesh. Luna winced in pain and returned to sitting upright, causing the smooth bulb to invade her urethra again with the spikes picking at her stretched flesh around it.
"Princess Luna, it's good to see you, I heard tales of your beautiful nights and on the way here I was struct by awe by looking at them" said the diplomat.
The addressed princess had trouble concentrating, her marehood is being abused at this very moment, but after some very hardly prevented grunts she answered:
"Thank you, mister?"
"Kalap al-Abaster, I was born in Saddle Arabia, if you're wondering about my name."
"I really spent time on maintaining the night sky, I heard in Saddle Arabia there are numerous astromoners, astromancers and starcasters."
"Yes there are many of them, but I was really astonished by the fluorescent color of the Everfree forest at night. Its welcoming colors that we couldn't see during daylight were hard to resist, but we know how dangerous that forest is."
"Thank you again, there are only a few ponies who stand bewildered before my night's colour" said Luna as she tried to not show that the vunerable skin between her folds are being tortured by needles.
The rest of the the lunch is spent by listening to Celestia and al-Abaster's diplomatic speeches, Luna fidgeted ever so often, changing positions every five minute. After the feast the diplomat was shown his sleeping quarter, but Celestia had other plans for Luna to do to today.
"My sister, I would like you to accompany me in the throne room, several mayors requested a hearing today and I wish that you would participate in the occasion.
Luna's hope to spend the rest of the day alone has evaporated that instant, and with further discomfort, she came closer to her redemption.
Author's Note
Constructive criticism is encouraged.
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.
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.
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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...
Author's Note
This chapter most hardcore that I have ever writen, so brace yourself. So get ready. Don't try to decode the magical word...
Eclipse
She awakened surprisingly rested and aroused, yet it was still night, the alarm she set for two days forward only had an hour left.
She is expecting and important guest, a unicorn mare skilled in arcane piercings, with her help she will be able to carry out the next part of her penance.
She just can't wait for her to arrive lying in the bed, she got out of her bed and put on a revealing nightgown, then she began to walk down to the torture chamber. The marble floor of the palace felt cool and soothing, sometimes a refreshing breeze just blown through the corridor at ankle height. The princess'es steps echoed within the palace walls, with each time her hoof touched the star lit tiles.
Her nightgown left a generous part of her cleavage on display, and only covered her until her bottom finished. Sitting down would reveal her private jevelry, for those who wish to pry.
Several nightguards were sleeping on duty, despicable but understandable. Luna had decided to play a little game while she was wait for the unicorn to arrive.
She took one of the silver-gold ornamental cup and carefully placed it on one of the unicorn's horn. She continued to decorate the guards like this, until another idea came to her mind. She double checked that the guard was indeed asleep and dragged her robe away from her left breast. Her "victim" showed no reaction, she hadn't been noticed.
"Time to get riskier" she thought.
She positioned herself directly before the sleeping guard and lifted up the bottom half of her nightgown, revealing her mound. The guard's right ear twitched a little, but aside from that, he hadn't seen anything. She could just take it off and nopony would know it, such a thrill would that be. Grabbing the bottom of the robe she almost started to lift it up, but she heard clappings of hooves from the corridor behind her.
"It would be far too much risk" she thought.
The clapping drew nearer and a unicorn escorted by a nightguard arrived to the princess, both of them looked like that they have just waken up. The guard bowed before Luna and let out a yawn.
"Princess, your guest has arrived" said the guard.
"Welcome, please follow me, miss?" said Luna.
"Silver Ring" said the unicorn.
"Thank you for coming, Silver Ring"
"It is my honor, her majestry"
The two walked down to the torture chamber in a somewhat relaxed manner, but Luna knew that her punishment is coming and it will be painful. Finally they arrived to the ominous room. They sat down at the interrogator's table, Luna in the victim's chair.
"What do you wish me to do, princess?" asked Silver.
"We would like to have genital piercings, a special kind," answered Luna "exactly seven."
"Okay, where and what kind of speciality it should have"
"We want it to be made out of an adamant material, preferably in silverish color. We need one on our clitoris and three-three on each inner labia" monologed Luna.
"Starshine alloy is adequate?" asked Silver Ring.
"Yes, and with enchantment that allow us to make it disappear and reappear with a simple spell. Their disappearance should leave no trace of it."
"That's all?"
"Yes, that is all, and we would like to recieve it on that rack" Luna pointed at one of the torture instrument.
"That is an uncommon request, but I think we can do it there. I will give you a local anaesthesia and an antiseptic spell when you get on the rack" explained Silver.
"We need no anaesthetic, I want to feel it real and in full strength! " bellowed Luna with the voice of a thunder, startling Silver Ring.
"My princess, it's not worth being stingy with money, when it comes to anaesthesia. I know it from experience" worried Silver. "You can just call me Siri, if you don't mind."
"Look, Siri, I'm not being stingy, I have entire Equestria's tax as income" said Luna with dwindling patience." You won't understand it and may agree with my reasons. Therefore, it is better that you remain ignorant in this matter."
"If I understand it correctly, you want to feel pain, right?" said Siri." I will do it without anaesthetic. Also, I can do it with magical antiseptic, you won't feel anything or I can do it with a physical one, which leaves behind a caustic and itching sensation that subsides over time."
"I would like you to use the physical one" answered Luna, regaining her composure. "I believe we can start the procedure."
"I'm ready too, may I strap you onto the rack?" asked Siri.
"You may" allowed Luna and climbed on to the rack.
Siri set the instrument to keep Luna's legs wide apart, she locked her ankles and wrists into the shacles on the rack. Luna used her magic to teleport her nightgown to the corner of the room, right onto the box of two hundred year old Playcolt magazines.
"Zpv difbu, tvdl ipstfdpdl! " Siri commanded the metal, which now taken up the form seven thin rings.
She took a brown glass bottle and poured a generous amount of liquid in her hand, them smeard it on Luna's marehood. Within seconds, a liquid started to foam. It was indeed caustic, like a hint of ithcing powder.
"I'm going to start now," said Siri with visible concern in her eyes "say "stop" of you want me to halt."
Luna was not planning to say it at any time during the piercing, her loyalists couldn't stop the pain from losing their princess, therefore she has no right to stop it either.
As the foam decayed, Siri cast a sterilisation spell generally around the room and her tools, put on a pair of latex gloves and cast the initiation spell on Luna's clit.
Luna braced herself for the coming pain and tried to close her legs by reflex, but the shacles were unyielding. The magic drilled into her clitoris, creating a bleeding hole in its wake. The pain was unbeareble, with the last moments of concentration, she cursed herself to be unable to say "stop".
Siri has never done this before, using magic to keep one's hips from moving, forgoing anaesthetic, piercing on a rack and doing it on a princess genitals. Sweat trickled down from her forehead as she tried not to mess up with the delicate drilling magic. If she makes an error or accidentally injures princess Luna's marehood, she might never see the sun again or worse. As the drilling magic was almost complete she prepared a ring to teleport in the hole.
Luna tried to yell "stop" several times, but her own curse kept her from it. She was barely conscious, her clit felt like it was impaled with thousands of red-hot leather sewing needles. She tugged at the shacles frantically, but to no avail, the expertly forged steel could withstand her force. After some time the pain in her clitoris dulled down to a vigorous ache. As she regained her consciousness, like lighting from a clear sky, felt a powerful stap in her now tender button.
"Shall we stop?" asked Siri.
Luna quickly shook her head, fearing that if she opens her mouth, she might say "yes".
"Then I will continue, I'm going to drill two holes at once, makes it easier for me, okay?" said Silver, to which Luna nodded.
She was worried, a normal pony would already said stop, yet, the princess was clearly in distress, but haven't said it. The clitoris piercing was in place and she has already casted a coagulating spell to stop the bleeding. She yet again cast the initiation spell on the frontal part of her princess's inner labia.
Luna was dazed from the pain pulsing from her nethers, the world started to spin in front of her as she exhausted herself tugging at the cuffs that bound her to the rack. Tears were streaming from her eyes and her blood formed little red pearls as they fell towards the floor. The world faded before her as she closed her eyes in exhaustion.
"Princess, wake up, princess" Siri gently nudged Luna's shoulder.
"Hnngh" groaned Luna. "I'm awake."
"We are done, your majestry"
"Good, thank you. I assume I can trust your discretion and this procedure can remain a secret known by two" said Luna.
"Yes, it can"
Asking Siri to keep it secret was superflouos, as she turned away to pack her things Luna disspelled her curse and casted a memory modifier spell. She erased the entire piercing from the mare's mind, she won't be able to recall that she had fainted, the rings in Luna's marehood and the torture chamber. Replaced by memories of talking about the teenage generation in Equestria, their culture and royal feasts. Concentration proved to be the hardest part of the spell as Luna's cunt was aching at seven places and she had to fight the urge to clutch at it. Wearing panties probably won't help it either, but that's a matter to deal with later.
She escorted Siri to the royal balcony and told her to look up to the sky. Luna prepared a spell, and in second a bright shooting star appeared on the starry sky, halfway through its course it broke into three smaller parts, all of which travelled at a different angle until all three burned up in the atmosphere. Those who saw it will remember the Moon Princess with awe and marvel. After all, nothing can get into the way of her responsibilities, no even an aching marehood.
With a snap of her fingers the piercing on her disappeared. She had changed the way she handled her private parts. She used to care for it, only allowing the softest fabric to touch it.
But now, she totally changed her selection of underwear. Her panties, which no longer fulfilled its original purpose, was made out of burlap or jute and only shielded her clitoris and its hood. She also wore only two smaller than required, so the rough rope straps slipped between her folds and asscheeks, irritating them.
Her bras were no different, they were made out of a rough material that becomes translucent when wet. They also had tack, metal spikes and protrusions in the place where her areolas are.
On an average day she wore these as underwear, on days she felt extra risky she attached an iron weight to her clit, but that was just the usual. Some times she just took a needle and pushed it in her her clit and left it there for the whole day.
There was a rumor in the castle that Luna loves the taste of ginger, she drank ginger tea and asked for a huge ginger every morning. She had ginger scented candles and air fresheners.
But Luna used them to train herself, the burning feeling from the ginger was only unbearable if she pressed the juice out of the root. Therefore if she doesn't clench her hole, then she is safe from the agony.
Obviously, it was easier to say than do: first the ginger still irritated her butthole from the inside and outside even when not being pressed, second she had duties to fullfil like attending ceremonies where she has straighten up and stand like a stake and press on the ginger.
There is a private garden in Canterlot, where she can do whatever she wants because a powerful illusion guards the place, seamlessly distorting anything that happens inside.
Every morning before breakfast and figging, she went out to the garden and began her training there. She used a magic to spread her vagina open, right down to her cervix. The she put a half hollow ring in her pucker.
This object was call a slave's ring, basicly it kept her asshole open. Her's had several other functions, it was sealed for liquid and solid matter, so only the wind can pass through and make her feel even more exposed. Her magic in her pussy served the same purpose.
The other difference is that her ring had a soft compressable sponge in the ring which can be soaked in a fluid and only release it when pressed on. She usually used ginger juice, but today she used the undiluted spicy essence she brought to the tower.
She looked at her pussy and saw a swollen red mess from not having orgasms despite the daily trainings she recieves. She cast a curse to increase her sensitivity by three times, in that way she will force herself to admit her deviances to her sister or go mad from denial.
This curse includes all sensations: arousal, pain, irritation and pleasure. One can only break this curse by having an orgasm, so as soon as she tell this to her sister she will be free from this vile magic.
She increased the wind in the garden to a strong breeze and began trotting around the local statues. She felt that the air around and in her privates cooled to a freezing degree and yet not reduced her ache for an orgasm.
Her poor pucker was on fire, or at least she felt that way when she involuntarily pressed on the ring.
"Luna, stop!" she heard a angry voice yelling at her.
She imediatly slowed down, and pressed the ring so much that a little essence flowed down on her pussy and began burning it.
She looked around and saw Celestia throwing a death gaze on her.
"When I banished you, I was overtaken by guilt, guilt that felt until right now. Seriously you thought that I can't see through your illusions and misdirections, sister" yelled Celestia.
She was out of herself, nopony had seen her in fury, just mildly annoyed sometimes. But now, it was safe to say that she was enraged.
"I put the same curse that hold you because of my guilt, and you ruined our reunion. I am not able to cum until I make my own sister cum" a slight hint of dismay and hopelessness sneaked into her explosion on her sister.
"How could I know, my sister, I didn't... I shouldn't... How can I make this right?" asked Luna at the brink of panicking.
"You will dress as I say, do as I say and sleep as I say. Any disobidiance and I curse you that a whip will strike your clitoris whe somepony says the in Equestria!" commanded Celestia.
Luna nodded in agreement and prepared to disspell the magic holding her pussy open.
"Leave it, you will summon the rings in your labias and clit and attach weights to them, fifty gramms on her clit and hundred on your labia and run until I say stop" Celestia thundered and gave Luna the aforementioned weights.
Luna almost cried after the dozenth circle she ran, but suddenly Celestia said:
"Stop, have you cursed your breasts?" she asked the rhetorical question. "No, then do it or I do it with a few other curses that will make them so sore that you will constantly cry!"
Luna gathered her magic to perform the horrid spell and with a black flash her tits became engulfed in the malevolent magic.
"That won't do it, come here!" Celestia yelled another command.
Luna walked up her sister and when she arrived Celestia slapped her left tit from waist, putting all of her mass in the strike.
"Pathetic, you can't even stand the punishment that you get from causing harm your sister. Meet me in my room in an hour, naked and hand bound behind your back" said Celestia then teleported away.
Luna was in state of weird content, her own sister now became her tormentor and judge, dishing out punishments that both know she deserves. A strange thing came to her mind: she was thinking about that Celestia catches her and punishes her.
"She might read my mind" thought Luna.
She skipped through the castle naked and with her hands bound in a reverse prayer position. She felt exposed more than ever, she couldn't fly from the bondage and anypony who happens to come by sees her naked.
Finally she reached her sister's room, the door was slightly ajar. Celestia stood in the middle of the room, with a serious expression.
"Answer honestly, do you accept your punishment from me? I probably was a little out of me in the garden l, but we will only continue if you say yes " said Celestia.
"May I ask a few questions first?" asked Luna meekly.
"You may"
"Haven't you came in a thousand year?"
Celestia lifted the white skirt she was wearing and revealed her marehood. It was pulsing with unfulfilled lust and denial.
"Not once in a thousand year" answered Celestia sadly.
"What have you seen, what was I doing with myself?" Luna proceeded with her questions.
"Everything, the crotchrope and the vibrators, the fucking machine in the tower, your journey home and your daily exercises. Everything..." said Celestia.
"What if I say no?"
"I will forgive you, I won't reprimand, punish or force you to punish yourself. We both live our life without an orgasm there on."
"Then I say yes , I accept my punishment from you."
"Good, I decided that because I don't have enough time on my hand, the duty to punish you will be handed down to the master-torturer" decreed Celestia.
From the shadows, a hooded figure stepped forward:
"If we can begin, then just say the word Her mayestry" he said.
Luna's face burned from embarrasment as the master-torturer measured her with his eyes. Celestia nodded and teleported away.
"What the hell does a torturer do in Canterlot, we ceased to torture ponies more than a thousand years ago, aren"t we?" asked Luna.
"Mostly being bored, scaring adventurous fillies and colts away from dangerous places and chatting with the other holders of redundant titles" said the torturer." By the way my name is Rose Thorn"
"Isn't that supposed to be a mare's name, not a stallion's?" asked Luna.
"I was expected as a filly... May we begin your penance?"
"Yes..." answered Luna.
"I lack the necesary information to proceed, how should I torture you?"
"Like we used to do it on ourselves" said Luna.
They talked about the methods she used, the tower and the road home. Rose listened to it attentively and said she has the perfect plan in his mind.
Luna was still bound when Rose took out a pair of panties from a box.
"We create a link between our minds, so you can send us commands" said Luna and cast a spell. "We also allow you to manipulate the piercings on us."
"Okay, put this on and go back to your room, dress and go on your day" he handed the panties.
Luna used magic to put it on, because she was still bound and naked. The panties was made out of silk, but it had portals at the crotch area. She felt that neither her marehood, nor her asshole was covered.
Luna was on the way to her room when she felt that her piercing appeared. She stumbled a little, but continued walking.
When she finished in her room she felt the usual sensation of ginger on her pucker, but instead going directly in her ass, first Rose rubbed her entire sex with it and then inserted it in its proper place.
Luna winced from the burning and bent forward.
"Straight back, stand in one place" a command came on the link.
At the same time she felt that her clit was rotated to a painful degree by the piercing in it. She quickly assumed the position and waited for the pain to stop, which eventually did.
She felt that a lubed thin metal rod was being press at the opening of her urethra.
He inserted a dildo in her hole, which qas coated with the spicy essence and it immediatly began burning her. She was writhing on the floor in pain and euphoria. She was eternaly denied and stimulated, just as she deserves...
The machine pumped the dildo in and out the whole night of Luna, her first orgasm was like a release of the pent up stress and denial, the twentyfirst was painful and redundant. Luna haven't slept, at least not like a common pony would describe sleep, but she awakened feeling lifted and refreshed. Her marehood was sore and swollen, it has endured hours of continous pounding by an unfeeling machine.
She decided to take a stroll in the castle, searching for things to use in her penance. She went out to see the courtyard, only to discover that the guardians that diligently patrolled the perimeter wall forgot to close the gate, and leaving her naked body on display at this moment. She walked to the door to shut it when she noticed a school group having a rest on the other side of the road. They have not seen her, but that was just a matter of time. Luna quickly shut the gate with magic and instructed the guardians to close it if they pass through.
In the courtyard there was a single manual flour mill, it was made out of two perpednicular stone disk, the horisontal one had a trench where the grains should be poured, the vertical one had a long handle to aid the operator. The handle was made out of wood and had shackles for a pony's hand to affix.
"I can strap myself to it and enchant whips to force me to mill flour, but that would be a little mild" thought Luna.
After a little more thinking a brilliant idea came to her mind, lighting up her face with a twisted smile. She cast a complex spell to make this mill appear at several locations in Equestria and it will also create an inpassable cage around it. Her body will be distorted by an illusion changing her etheral mane into something more mundane, her height will be lowered and her wings or horn will disappear, but the her genital's look will be the original. The fillies and colts will see a fountain of bubbles instead.
Luna almost lunged to use the mill, but stopped because she need to set up the other parts of the castle to punish her. She went back inside the keep and searched for a small white box. Soon, she found it and set aside as she continued to dig up boxes that were marked as the parts of the fucking machine.
She walked to the fucking machine, that was now cleaned by one of the guardians. She opened the white box, it contained a enormous smooth ceramic dildo, contorting with ridges, bumps and protrusions. It was tearfult to look at, she felt pain in her loins just from its sight, yet she attached it inplace of the vaginal dildo she used the previous day. She also unboxed a pencil like rod with a rounded tip, it replaced the smaller dildo on the anal shaft.
She extracted a padded box containing a large glass bottle filled with transparent and viscous liquid. Luna admired her handywork, she was a master of alchemy and spent many night brewing her tormentor. It was a concentrated extrackt of chili pepper, black pepper, horseradish and other caustic plants. She poured its entire content into the lubricant tank of the machine.
She would begin her torment at this very moment but her chores must be done before. Without thinking she wiped of the remnants of the extrackt on her pussy, which ignited a agonising burning sensation so powerful that Luna spent minutes cupping her marehood. Her clit suffered the most, because its sensitivity and because the exposing clamp that she left on it sice the previous day.
But she had no time to waste, so she searched for her next tormentors, a somewhat smaller ceramic dildo adorned with dull spikes. She gleefully inserted it into her pussy, when the realisation hit her, she Hu made herself cum the previous night. She rewarded herself instead of punishing, she thought up an unlikely situation, as a canceling effect.
She weaved the fabric of dark magic, it permeated her sex, denying her from orgasm and keeping her marehood swollen until she makes her own sister cum. Yet she haven't stopped at this minor punishment, as she sentenced herself to more suffering for the undeserved orgasm. She either be on the fucking machine with at least one shaft on full speed or carry out her penance elsewhere.
She packed her arms full of whips and crops and other items and went out to the courtyard. She put on a pair of stocking which had clamps on the inside to attach to a garter belt. She didn't put on one but instead she attached the clamps to her inner labias, pulling them taut.
She cast several enchantments, one of the brushes were enchanted to consantly tickle her butthole. The whips she brought levitated menacingly, out of the seven, three were enchanted to always whip her ass, two whip her when she is too slow. One to aim between her legs when her speed is changing. The last on to flagellate her breasts.
She used a thin rope to bind her two nipples together creating a taut line between them, she tied the middle of it to her clit with another rope. Her nipples were pulled downwards while her clit was pulled upwards.
She magically sealed the dildo in herself and she took thin, long rod made out of oval shaped bulbs, she enchanted it to lube itself from the tank of the fucking machine and to slip in her peehole if she is at the starting position and in when she is the furthest from it.
She was ready to begin her penance, she cuffed herself to the horisontal rod on the mill, she put on a horn ring that will prevent any spellcasting for four hours. The enchantments on the whips have got the order to start punishing her.
She began pushing the rod, slowly walking around the mill, grinding on the magical wheat grains that appeared under the stone. Searing pain ripped through her ass, almost making her collapse but she kept on moving. Then another one, and another one, it took Luna only ten seconds to realise, she was too slow. She quickened her steps, only to make one of the whips lash at her cunt. It hit a not particulary sensitive spot on her inner labia, but the pain was enough to make her cry out.
After a full turn, the urethral beads when she was at the start of a turn and began sliding into her peehole, it felt like somepony just set fire under her as the spicy brew lube smeared around her hole. The ceramic dildo shifted around in her with each step, grinding its rock-hard bumps against her walls, yet she was still pushing the mill around with full speed. The brush on her asshole was merciless, her hand were bound so she could not scratch the itch that it caused in her sensitive area.
After a minute or so the whipping intensified, multiple lashes were dealt to her ass, and her tits recieved some too, but that was bareable compared to the tickling and the burning feeling in her urethra. She wasn't content with the string that connected her nipples and clitoris, so she instructed a guardian to treat the problem.
The stone statue brought three solid steel balls, about two centimeter diameter, it yanked off the strings from all three of her sensitive nubs, and and used fishing line to attach the steel ball to them individually. The line on the was very long and she pulled the balls on the ground behind her, she could feel each protruding stone, pebble, dent and hole in the ground, as all of them produced a painful pull when passed over.
She diligently pushed the rod, pulverizing the magical grain, her tits and ass was sore and dotted with whip marks, her labias hanged swollen and pulled by two chafing clamps, her peehole was being fucked by a urethral rod covered in spice extract causing a burning feeling. The itching on her anus was driving her mad, she couldn't scratch it and the brush was ceaseless in its job. Her clit and nipples got pulled randomly as she could not foretell the imperfections in the ground.
She lifted her head and looked around only to see her worst torture, dozens of ponies stood in a circle of the mill. She saw that a convict was being tortured on the mill, they saw her sex, her breasts and ass. The entire spectacle was surrounded by a metal cage of pentagonal steel rods, her crimes were written on a silver plate:
Assault against family member;
Tears run from Luna's eyes as she continued to push the rod, all of the ponies were staring at her either in disgust or in pity. She had no choice, she couldn't tell them to "go away", or "don't look at me", she just had to metally survive her own sentence. She asked one of the guardians to tell her the passed time, but she was mortified when she heard that only one hour passed.
The pain, the humiliation and the physical extertion left her dripping with sweat and tears, mixing with her other fluids on the ground and dust created mud which sticked to the steel balls and made them heavier. But the wosrt thing happeded to her was when mud deepened.
Luna felt a powerful yank on her clit, forcing her to stop, it was too strong to be a rock. One of the whips noticing that she slowed down attacked her cunt. Luna cried out in agony as her outer labias were assaulted. She looked back and noticed that one of the balls got stuck in between two rock that had been revealed by the mud. It could not move anymore. Luna bent forward to pick up the ball, but her hands were stopped by the shackles, even worse, her flank was constantly whipped by five lashes, she exposed her asshole which increased its sensitivity to tickling by tenfold and revealed her abused marehood to anypony standing behind her.
She has to try freeing it with her legs, she stepped behind the ball and tried to wedge her hoof under it. The mud proved too shallow to do that. Her juices caused this mess, they were constantly replenished as the guardians made her drink regularly. She dripped on the ground further enriching the it with moisture. She had another idea, she will move backwards to pull the ball at the opposing direction.
She grabbed the rod of the mill and started to pull it back, because of the acceleration she recieved an attack on her marehood. She shrieked in pain as it hit her love button, which was already in agony by pulling the steel ball, the whiplash on it caused her to slip and hung by her hand on the rod. When she stood up she seen that the ball came loose and she was ready to go, her ass was sore with whip marks.
Later the mud became deeper, and pulling the balls became agonizing as she had to pull a load of mud with them. They got stuck more and more often, which made the speed change reacting whip to dot Luna's swollen, exposed sex with whip marks. But her worst torture was the stare of the crowd surrounding the mill condeming her with their gaze.
When the four hours have passed, a guardian came and free Luna from the mill, the whiping ceased and the urethral rod had been pulled out, yet the ceramic intruder in her vagina was enchanted, so the guardian couldn't remove it. She carried Luna to the fucking machine and strapped her to the support. It started the anal shaft on full speed, which preemptively bathed itself with hot lube and began pounding Luna's rear.
She fell unconscious as soon as the itch was adequately scratched on her hole, and she drifted into a dreamless coma like sleep.
Author's Note
I got better at naming chapters...
