Inside the Princesses' Royal Chambers

Big thank you to Art Inspired for editing and revision suggestions.

Chapter 2: Getting Down to Business

As Bluestreak's eyes slowly began to open he noticed a slight pain in them along with some sleep. He began rubbing vigorously to adjust to the low light. He was in a chamber, but the room was dim and he could see very little. The moonlight shining through the fluttering curtains told him it was still night time. As his eyes adjusted to the light, he began to look around. The room he was in was quite large, and it was one he had not yet viewed during his castle patrol.

“Where am I?” he asked outloud to nopony in particular. As his night vision became more focused, he began to inspect the room closer. As his eyes rose to the ceiling he saw an assortment of twinkling stars that made the room feel as though it had morphed into the outside. Was it a spell? Did somepony enchant this room to make it do that? he asked himself.

Wait... night time star magic... Luna! This must be Luna's personal chamber! Shit! And I was with her when I fell asleep! I need to get out of here! he thought in a panic.

Bluestreak stood up and took a few steps forward, but was immediately yanked back by some force. He turned around to see what it was. He looked back, squinting, and could see that a chain connected to a hook in the wall was somehow connected to him. He brought his hooves up and felt around his neck.

A collar! Oh no! They have made me a slave! Wait, okay, I can handle this. I can undo a collar, can't I?

Bluestreak felt around the length of the collar. It was a leather piece that had some stitching in the front. Just below this was a metal ring, to which the chain was linked. He felt around the back and could tell that there was some sort of clasp that went vertically up the back. It was complicated however, and his hooves were useless. He fumbled and fidgeted with it for several minutes before finally giving up.

He sighed and sat back down on the floor. He noticed that he was positioned next to Luna's bed. With nowhere to go and nopony to talk to, he began to very carefully take in all aspects of Princess Luna's room. There was just enough moonlight filtering in to allow a look around. It was very grand, almost as large as Celestia's, but not surprisingly everything had a much darker hue. Bluestreak could tell that most of the room's furniture was black, and that her bed was covered in sheets of deep blue. As he continued to look, he noticed something strange. Just a few feet ahead of him, sitting on the floor, was a large dinner plate, but it was empty. Seeing the plate reminded him of how incredibly famished he was. He licked his lips, which he now noticed were a bit dry, and then realized that he felt quite thirsty as well. He looked to his right and then noticed a glass sitting on a table that was within his reach. He stood up, grabbed it between his hooves, and looked inside. There was liquid in it, filled nearly to the top. He sniffed, just to make sure it wasn't any chemical of some sort, and then took a quick sip. Water! He tipped the glass back, and drank most of it in just a few gulps.

“Ah!” he said loudly. He set the glass back on the table and sat again to wait.

I suppose this is what slaves do, he thought. Wait.

Finally, after what seemed like many more minutes than it was, he could hear a door creak open at the far end of the room. Bluestreak's heart began to beat faster. He knew it was probably Luna, who had been gentle with him earlier, but he was still quite nervous.

“Hello?” A lovely feminine voice called out quietly into the darkness. It was indeed Luna. “Are you awake yet my handsome little slave?” He looked in her direction and could see her silhouette in the doorway. Light from the hallway behind made her appear shrouded in shadow.

Bluestreak felt silly talking to a Princess while being chained to a wall, but he didn't have much choice. “Um, yeah, I'm awake Princess.”

“Oh good! I was hoping you'd have awakened by the time I returned!” Luna's voice sounded as though she was ready to get things going and be active.

Well I suppose this is her usual awake time, Bluestreak thought.

“Let's get some light in here, shall we?” Luna closed the door behind her and used her hoof to move a switch on the wall. The stars on the ceiling started shining very brightly, but it was still only just enough light to give a soft glow to the room. Luna looked towards Bluestreak with a toothy grin on her face. She did look quite lovely. Her nearly opaque blue mane and tail swayed lightly. With Luna now in the room and a complete lack of knowledge as to what was going to happen, Bluestreak suddenly found himself very awake. Luna began walking straight towards him.

“Um Princess,” Bluestreak stammered, “I was wondering if...” Luna cut him off just then by planting a huge, powerful kiss on his lips. Bluestreak's eyes were wide and he noticed that Luna's were closed, so after a second he did the same. She kissed him passionately for a few seconds more, then drew back.

“Yes, royal guard, you were saying?” Without waiting for his response, Luna spoke again. “Oh, I bet you're wondering about that meal, aren't you? Well you can see the plate sitting right in front of you, but as our royal slave, you must do some work first to get it filled.”

“Seriously? Can't I just eat? I haven't had anything in like... I don't know... a really long time. I'm starved.”

“No you can't just eat, silly.” Luna replied. “Since this is your first night as a royal slave, you must earn your meal.”

Bluestreak rolled his eyes. “Fine, what do I have to do?”

“It's an easy task, slave. You simply have to agree to eat while I pleasure you.” Luna gazed down at him with an eager expression on her face.

“You... pleasure me?” Bluestreak considered this. “Well that's not so bad; but despite the generous offer Princess, I'm not really in the mood right now. I don't think I could even get into the mood on such an empty stomach. Plus, I'm still kinda worn out from my time earlier with Celestia.” Bluestreak was pretty sure Luna knew the details, but didn't want to say too much, just in case.

“Come now, our newest royal slave, hoof-picked by Celestia herself, not able to get in the mood? I doubt that,” Luna scoffed. “Let's see if a full plate of food in front of you doesn't change your mind. And besides, a virile young buck like you should have had plenty of time to recover from your earlier activities with my sister.”

OK, she knows, thought Bluestreak.

Luna levitated the plate off the floor and left the chamber with the plate trailing behind her. She left the door open behind her as she trotted away.

“Uh, Princess, wait! Maybe you could shut that door first!” But she was already down the hall.

Oh shit, thought Bluestreak. I need to hide! He looked around for a good place to move, but with the chain restricting him, there really was none. He cowered next to a thin black table that was to his right, but his entire body was still visible from the hall. He waited and hoped that nopony would walk by. He got as low to the floor as possible, and as he did so, he could hear some faint voices down the hall. They were just barely audible; but one was certainly Luna and the other was certainly a male. The stallion said something to Luna and then they both began to laugh. The conversation ended, and Bluestreak could hear one set of hoof steps leaving towards the stairs and another set approaching Luna's chamber door. Bluestreak cowered. Oh no, no, no. Please let them continue down the hall past this room!

The hoof beats stopped right in front of Luna's chamber. Bluestreak was now crouched very low, but he peeked up trying to see who it might be. The chamber's overhead star lights were still much dimmer than those from the hall, so the figure was barely visible as it stood just inside the doorway. Bluestreak knew he was being watched.

The figure began speaking, “So Luna tells me you've been a naughty pony Bluestreak. Not submitting to your slave's duty is grounds for punishment you know.” Bluestreak knew that voice.

“Silver Spear! NO! Go away, and don't look at me please; this is humiliating!”

Silver Spear ambled forward, speaking as he did so, “Humiliating? Are you kidding? You've been accepted as an attendant to the princesses! Don't you realize what this means! You're in dude! You're dick's gonna get waxed more than most ponies in a lifetime!” As he spoke, Bluestreak noticed that Silver Spear was wearing an identical collar to the one he had on.

Bluestreak was puzzled. “You have a collar too? You mean you're also one of the princesses' slaves?”

Silver Spear had a smug look on his face. “Well, I'm an overseer at this point. I've been a part of it long enough that I get some special perks. Listen, just be good and do what the princesses say. They're always hard on the newbies, but they just wanna make sure you can handle the job.”

“You weren't wearing a collar when we spoke earlier,” Bluestreak said.

“And neither will you when you do your castle patrol. That's just to keep up appearances for the guards who don't get to be part of the inner circle like us. You'll only have to patrol a couple days a week, and not even a full shift usually. The other days are reserved for the Princesses.” Silver Spear's face suddenly got serious again. “But hey, I didn't come in just to chat... I'm actually here at Luna's request to adjust a few things. She wants you to understand that obedience is tantamount. Now don't fight me or I'll have to punish you too. And don't try to run either.” By this point, Bluestreak was very confused, so he was ready to just accept whatever it was Silver Spear was planning.

Silver Spear walked to the center of the room and lifted a small floor panel. Just underneath was a small metal ring, similar to the one on the wall. Silver opened a drawer on the far side of the room, grabbed a small key and walked back to Bluestreak. With his teeth, he used the key to unhook the chain from the wall, and gripped it between his hooves. He pulled the chain forward suddenly, which choked Bluestreak just a little.

“Ugh! Be careful Silver.”

“Get your head near the ring on the floor,” was Silver Spear's terse reply. It sounded like Silver was all business now; the playful banter seemed to be over. Bluestreak sat with his head forward near the floor ring. Silver Spear used the key again to unhook Bluestreak's long wall chain from his collar and threw it to the side. He then put the key back into the original drawer and removed something else. It sounded like another chain. He sauntered back to Bluestreak and hooked a tiny chain to his collar that had only five links. This chain was then hooked to the metal floor ring. Bluestreak was now sitting forward on his haunches, his head just inches from the ground. Silver Spear rounded the corner into another small room off Luna's main chamber and returned carrying a large metal device of some sort on his back. “Stand up on your back legs,” said Silver Spear, as he walked behind Bluestreak.

Bluestreak was getting nervous now, but he decided to follow orders. After all, Silver Spear was an overseer, whatever that meant. Bluestreak stood up on his hind legs and he felt the contraption being applied. He turned his head around, hoping to get a glimpse of what was happening. The device had clamps that wrapped around each knee, preventing his back legs from bending. The clamps were also connected to each other by a long steel bar between them. Bluestreak's hind legs were kept up in the air in this position, and with the bar between them, his legs could also not be moved closer or farther apart from each other. Silver Spear came around the front of Bluestreak and gave him a quick smile before applying a blindfold over his eyes, obscuring his vision. When he was finished, Bluestreak could hear him take a few steps back. He was sure Silver Spear was admiring his work.

“You look good, bro!” Silver Spear said with a gleeful tone.

“What?” Bluestreak was puzzled. “How could I possibly look good? I'm blindfolded with my head chained to floor and my ass in the air!”

“I know! Awesome right? Luna's gonna be so pleased to see you when she gets back! Anyway Blue, I gotta head out and take care of a few other tasks.” Silver Spear was silent for a moment, and then continued, “Look, I can tell you're nervous, but you need to try and relax. The princesses know what they're doing. After all, they are professionals.” Silver Spear then leaned in very close to Bluestreak's ears and spoke quietly. “They're professionals when it comes to punishment too; I should know. When I was a new initiate like you, I fought it all the way. Bad idea! Remember to just give in, go with the flow, and do whatever they ask. In time, you'll be one of the happiest royal guards in the castle. Trust me! Later, bro.” Bluestreak heard Silver Spear step back, and then walk towards the door. After a few seconds he heard the door close.

Bluestreak was unable to move much in this position. Being chained so close to the floor, he was unable to lift his front haunches, and his back legs were immobile. Ok, back to the waiting again I suppose, thought Bluestreak. His stomach began to rumble. He had time to think and guessed it had probably been a good 15 hours since his last meal. Another ten minutes or so passed, before Bluestreak finally heard the door open once again. The first thing he heard was Luna squeal like a little filly.

“Oh, look at you!” Luna's voice clearly showed her excitement. ”You look so adorable, chained to the floor with your ass in the air like a proper slave! I can't wait to get started! But I suppose you would like to have a bite to eat first.” Luna set the plate down on the floor right in front of his head.

Bluestreak couldn't see his meal, but he could certainly smell it. Fresh berries, apple and orange slices, lettuce and cabbage leaves, even daisies and carnations, all greeted his nose. His stomach was rumbling forcefully now and he was salivating so hard he began to drool. Bluestreak reached his head forward to eat, but suddenly he could hear the plate being pulled away.

“Ah, ah, not just yet my slave. I'd like to talk about some things first,” Luna chided.

Bluestreak was aghast. “Oh come on! Let me eat for the love of Celestia!”

Luna didn't reply, but Bluestreak could hear her walk behind him. She lifted up a blue-shod hoof and smacked his ass hard enough to drive his head into the floor. Bluestreak grimaced in pain.

Luna spoke, her voice stern. “You do NOT talk to your masters that way, slave. You will address my sister and me as mistress or master, and use our names only if asked. You will do as you are told and never, NEVER whine about anything. Whining is one thing that we will simply not tolerate from our slaves.” Bluestreak heard Luna move to her dresser and rummage around for a few moments before returning. He could hear her horn begin to make a very soft, barely audible noise. She was using her magic for something, but had no idea what. Luna continued, “Since you've decided to be such a talk-back little bitch, you're now going to have to enjoy your meal while being distracted. I was going to pleasure you a certain way, but due to your sassy mouth, I've decided upon something else.” Luna replaced the plate in front of his face and commanded, “Now eat, slave.”

Bluestreak did as he was told, without speaking a word. His first bite was into the leaves of a fresh carnation, and it was an immense feeling of relief. He chewed quickly, his mouth rummaging over the plate for other bites. He gobbled up some apples slices, then some berries. His previous hunger pangs and exhaustion began to drift away as he focused solely on satisfying his very empty stomach. He even began to forget his nagging worries about being a slave as he ate ravenously. But his worries came flooding right back as he felt Luna creep behind him and push something towards his ass. He jerked his head up suddenly in surprise, but with his collar chained to floor, this quick movement only made his neck hurt.

“Now, now my whiny little slave,” Luna said in a soft, comforting voice. “Don't be alarmed. Just continue to eat.”

Bluestreak moved his head back toward the plate, but he could feel himself start to perspire. Luna placed her hoof shoes on his sides. She began caressing his flanks, gliding her hooves over his sword and shield cutie mark. He moaned just a bit. This massage did feel quite good, but there was still a soft pressure on his ass. Luna dug her hooves into his flanks a little more forcefully, and as she did so, he could feel the object poking his asshole begin to push forward. He bit hard into a bite of apple and then clenched his teeth. As he did so, the object pushed past his tight anus and began sliding in.

Bluestreak groaned. “Ah... ah... Luna, please!”

Luna immediately struck his ass hard with a hoof. “Have you already forgotten how to address your master? You've brought this upon yourself slave, so you might as well enjoy it.” The object in Bluestreak's ass felt like a dick, so he assumed that Luna was using a strap-on. She continued to push forward, making Bluestreak's head fall forward and slide across the plate, pushing food off the side and onto the floor.

“Oh please master,” Bluestreak mumbled. “It hurts.”

“Oh, you poor whiny baby. Normally, I like to see our slaves in a little bit of pain, but since you're new, let me make it easier for you.” Luna pulled the phallus all the way out of his ass and Bluestreak gave a sigh of relief. Luna's horn began to make a very soft sound again. Bluestreak soon felt some liquid being applied to his ass. Luna spoke again, “Let's see if this helps our slave enjoy his meal a little more.” She pushed forward again, plunging the strap-on into Bluestreak's ass. He groaned loudly, but noticed immediately that there was much less pain this time. Luna's strap-on continued to slide in easily, and Bluestreak felt his ass stretched as the phallus filled him. It was soon in to the hilt, and then the Princess paused. He could feel her rest her hooves on his back. Luna then begin slowly building into a soft, steady rhythm, moving the phallus forward and back in Bluestreak's ass. He let his head fall onto the plate, food being pushed aside or smashed under his cheeks. His body began to move forward in time with her gentle fucking.

Luna then spoke as Celestia had earlier, like a mother addressing her child. “Now eat my precious slave. I know how hungry you are.” Bluestreak lifted his head again and tried to focus on food. It was hard to grip his meal in his teeth with his head moving forward and back, but he managed to grab a few bites.

“Now listen to me carefully,” Luna said, as she continued to fuck Bluestreak with a slow, gentle pace. “You will be experiencing many things over the coming days, weeks, months, perhaps even years. With Celestia and me to assist you, as well as the other slaves, you will learn to experience pleasure in ways you did not know possible. If you prove your worth to us, you will rise in the ranks and be given special privileges. If you disappoint us, you will be punished accordingly. And if you enjoy being punished, then by all means, continue your sassy back-talk. We do have a few slaves under our watch who just can't seem to do things right, and continue to get punished time and again.”

Luna began fucking Bluestreak harder now. She leaned forward and began to stroke the base of Bluestreak's wings with her hooves. After a few minutes of the powerful fuck/massage combo, Luna asked, “Have you ever been pleasured this way before, my slave?

Bluestreak found it difficult to talk while being pounded so intensely. “N... no... mistress. I did a few things... oh... with some... st... stallions in the past, but there... ugh... was none of this.”

“Oh good, so you're learning some new things already! And are you enjoying yourself?”

Bluestreak pondered this for a moment. He found it difficult to think, but realized that he could focus more if he unclenched his ass muscles and just let the strap-on do its work. He started to lean back a little, even moving in time with Luna's thrusts, allowing the strapon to go ever deeper into his ass. He realized that if he didn't fight the phallus and just gave in to its motions, his body didn't feel too bad. In fact, he felt pretty good. He mumbled between thrusts, “Actually mistress, I... think I kind of... enjoy this.”

“See my little slave; getting punished isn't all bad! Now continue to eat. I want to see that plate licked clean. You also need to get those pieces off the floor too.” Luna continued to massage his wings, which were now well out to his sides.

Bluestreak started to munch on his meal again, reveling in its taste, gleefully giving in to Luna's forceful fucking. When he had finished the food on the plate, he moved his head forward a bit to start gobbling up the scraps lying on the floor. He returned his mouth to the plate and began licking it.

“Oh, my precious slave, you're already learning your place!” Luna's voice was filled with joy. “I can't wait to get your advanced training started! But first things first, let me show you my appreciation for accepting your punishment so willingly.”

Luna plunged the strap-on in deep and then held it there, causing Bluestreak to moan. His stomach was now full and so was his plot; he had never felt so stuffed. He pushed the plate aside with his mouth and laid his head on the floor. As he did so, he began to feel something stimulating his cock. It wasn't Luna's hooves which were still caressing his wings, and it wasn't her mouth either. He knew then that she must be magically massaging his dick. Suddenly, his pleasure began to increase dramatically. He could feel numerous smooth tendrils of magic swirl around his dick, spinning in circles around his cockhead, going up and down his shaft, even tugging on his balls. The feeling was incredible and he instinctively began to flutter his wings. Luna then resumed her hard fucking.

“Oh my, I see our little pegasus slave is really starting to enjoy this!” Luna said happily. She continued to pump away at his ass as she began using even more tendrils of magic to massage his dick in every way possible. Up and down, circling, stroking, tugging, pulling, rubbing; there seemed to be no end to the different ways her magic was capable of stimulating his cock at one time. With so much focused pleasure on his dick, he could feel himself getting to the brink, ready to blow his load.

Bluestreak started to moan loudly. He nearly shouted, “Oh mistress, thank you, thank you! I'm going to be cumming soon!”

“Well then, by all means!” Luna said emphatically. She moved her hooves from his wings to his flanks, massaging his cutie mark, and began fucking him with all the energy she could muster. Bluestreak arched his back and began flapping his wings intensely as the magic tendrils continued to massage his dick. “Oh... oh fuck ... oh fuck, yes!” he screamed, not caring that the sound of his voice could likely be heard outside the chamber. “Fuck me mistress! Fuck me, fuck me please! Make me your bitch slave mistress!”

As he uttered those last words, he lost all control. His dick exploded, sending hot shots of cum out onto Luna's chamber floor. He groaned loudly, loving the feel of his dick spasming uncontrollably. His cock continued spurting for another full minute, during which Luna began to fuck him ever slower, moving into a softer and gentle rhythm. Bluestreak could feel Luna's magic take a few final tugs at his cock and balls, before finally pulling away. Bluestreak's head fell to the floor as he panted uncontrollably. Luna then stopped moving, leaving the phallus motionless as it rested tightly inside Bluestreak's ass.

“Well slave. I hope you've learned your lesson!” Luna giggled, giving him one final hard pump up the ass with her strap-on, before removing it all the way. Bluestreak's anus clenched as the faux dick pulled out, and he suddenly realized his behind felt very sore. His wings began to droop slightly. Luna spoke, “Now there's just one more task I require of you at this time. As you know, Celestia and I like to know our slaves intimately, so I insist that you let me taste your juices.”

Bluestreak hesitated. “Uh, well mistress, they're kind of all over the floor right now.”

“I see that, so get them off the floor with your tongue and then give me a big passionate kiss you silly fool.”

Bluestreak was immediately disgusted, but dare not say so to his master. Luna used her magic to unclasp Bluestreak's collar chain from the floor ring. He took an awkward step backwards and began to sniff the floor, his ass still high in the air due to the contraption Silver Spear had applied. He still had the blindfold on, so he couldn't exactly see where he needed to be. He gingerly stuck out his tongue and tasted floor. He took another shuffling step backwards, sniffed once more, and stuck out his tongue again. This time he found it, and as disgusted as he was, he began to slurp his own jizz off Luna's wooden chamber floor. He grimaced and tried hard not to think about what he was doing. When he had a mouthful of his own, still-warm cum, he turned around awkwardly. He immediately felt Luna plant her lips on his and stick her tongue into his mouth. They kissed, swirling the cum around their mouths, before Luna began to use her tongue to take the glops of cum fully into her own mouth. He could hear her swallow.

“Ah, just like I imagined,” Luna said. “Tangy, and sweet. Celestia certainly made a fine choice.” Bluestreak heard Luna move to the side, and then felt her using her magic to undo the knee braces. They clanged to the floor. When they were off his legs she said, “Now slave, you may remove your blindfold.”

Bluestreak moved his hind legs up and down to work out the stiffness, and then reached a hoof up to pull the blindfold off. When it was removed, his jaw dropped.

“Good show bro! You really took it like a champ there!” Silver Spear blurted out happily. Luna was standing to his side with a huge smile on her face.

Bluestreak blushed, a sheepish smile spreading across his face. “I uh... didn't know you were still here Silver Spear,” he said quietly.

“Well duh, I couldn't tell you! I wanted to see how you'd respond to punishment under the assumption that only our master was in the room. You did great Bluestreak. The rest of the crew is gonna be happy to hear about your progress.”

“You mean other guards already know about me? I've only been a slave for less than a day.” Bluestreak stammered. As he said the words he realized he was already starting to think of himself as a slave; and that it didn't seem so unnatural.

“Word travels fast around here, especially amongst our little group.” Silver Spear then turned toward the princess. “I take my leave mistress, and hope that your day is well. Summon me if you need help with our new slave. Good day.” He glanced toward Bluestreak and winked, then turned around and trotted out of the chamber.

Sunlight was just beginning to stream through the curtains. Luna smiled as she looked toward the light and said, “I see my sister is awake and about. She'll be eager to hear about your night.” Luna then looked back to Bluestreak, took a step forward and kissed him. As she pulled away she had a very serious look on her face. “My gracious slave, you have learned tonight what it means to be a palace slave, working under the watchful eye of Celestia and myself. But what you have experienced in the last 24 hours is but a taste of what awaits. Your training in the ways of a royal slave will only grow more challenging and demanding as time passes. Before we continue, I give you one last chance now to leave this position, and return to the normal life of a palace guard. Should you choose to leave, your actions with the Princesses will be revealed to nopony, but you will also not be able to know us in the deep and personal ways that our slaves do. You will return to your post as a traditional palace guard, and continue your life as though the previous night had never happened. What say you?”

Bluestreak's eyes went wide; he was stunned at what the Princess was offering. He was silent for a moment, pondering this unexpected escape route. His mind raced, thinking about what had recently transpired and what his life would be like if he remained a slave. It would certainly be a break from the traditional, boring palace routine, but it would likely not be easy. But despite his reservations about the job, his mind kept returning to the incredible sex he had justly enjoyed, now with both of the princesses in their very own chambers. In truth, he really didn't have to think too hard. His answer was swift and sure.

“Mistress, it would be an honor.” Bluestreak smiled widely, then lowered his fore hooves and bowed to Luna. When he returned to a standing position he was surprised to see her stoic expression.

Luna reached a hoof up and slapped him across the face so hard it almost knocked him over. Bluestreak stumbled, barely able to maintain his balance. “Of course you accept, you miserable little bitch. Now get your head down you pathetic slave.” Without waiting for him to comply, Luna magically forced his head so that is was pressed flat against the floor and reattached the tiny, five-link collar chain to the floor ring. Without another word, she turned, stepped over his body and strutted out of the chamber, swiping her tail across his face as she did so. The door closed magically behind her.

Bluestreak sat and rested his legs, using a hoof to massage his swollen cheek. After a moment, he put his hooves forward and rested his head on them. He shifted his gaze toward the morning light through the curtains, thinking about what his future held. He was awake and his mind focused, and this time he was fully aware of the smile on his face.