Chapters Inside the Princesses' Royal Chambers
Chapter 1: Getting Started
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Inside the Princesses' Royal Chambers
Chapter 1: Getting Started
Bluestreak was bored out of his mind. He'd been patrolling the grounds of the Royal Palace all day, but without any real idea as to why. There were no intruders to speak of and really nothing to report. Canterlot certainly had its share of crime and seedy areas, but none of the trouble ever occurred near the Palace. Bad ponies knew to stay away from that area. The constant guard presence coupled with the powerful magic harnessed by the Princesses made the Palace one of the dullest places to be stationed. As a newbie to the royal guard, he knew he would not be given too difficult a placement, but this was dreadful. The lure of action and adventure had faded after his first week on the job. Bluestreak had hoped for an assignment out west, near Appleoosa, or perhaps even farther; maybe a distant outpost for wandering Canterlot wizards and traders. Or to at least be a part of the royal pegasus carriage crew, transporting the Princesses around the country when they needed to avoid teleportation to save their magic.
Bluestreak trotted down the main hall past the towering stained glass windows. His royal blue and white-streaked tail swayed lazily as he ambled along. His hooves made a distant clopping echo through the vast empty chamber. His shift was almost over, so he decided to check out early and head down to the mess hall to grab a late dinner. By now, he knew the best stuff would be picked over so he would probably have to settle for some hay or oats.
“Get back to your post, damn it! Shift's not over for another 30 minutes!” bellowed a loud voice from behind.
Startled, Bluestreak turned around and was about to apologize, until he saw the familiar face of his newest friend, Sliver Spear. Silver was a gorgeous stallion with a shining silver coat and a black and silver streaked mane and tail. Bluestreak also knew that he had a bit of a reputation as a lady's stallion. A friend like him would be invaluable if Bluestreak wanted to meet some of the palace mares.
“Oh, hey…” Bluestreak said in a relieved voice. “You scared me there. I thought you were the captain for a moment. That guy can be so anal about the smallest shit.”
“Tell me about it. And that's not all he's anal about,” Silver joked.
“Uh... yeah... So anyway, I was about to grab some grub. Wanna head down to the mess hall with me?”
“Actually, I came to ask if you could do me a favor. Princess Celestia needs a guard to stand post outside her chamber while she meets with some guests. Could you cover for me? I'm starved and I've already been on shift for six hours.”
“Well I've already been on shift for eight.”
“C'mon, bro. Help me out here; and hey, maybe I'll introduce you to that yellow mare who works in the nurse's station. I've seen you eyeing her. Her name's Passion Slit by the way.”
“Uh, I've seen her at the station and her nametag says Goldenrod,” Bluestreak replied, seeing past his friend's joke.
“Yeah, I'm kidding. But seriously, I will introduce you if you're interested, but only if you take this assignment for me. It's only another hour.”
“Ugh. Fine, but I'm gonna hold you to that introduction with Goldenrod.”
"Sure thing; her name's Sunshine Goldenrod by the way, and I think she might like to meet you too.”
“Really? Has she mentioned me? She did work on my wing a while back when I pulled that rotator muscle. She does give an amazing wing massage.”
“Whatever, bro. Keep your wingboner in check for now and go stand by the Princess' chamber. Thanks for helping me out.” Silver Spear started to trot away in the opposite direction, but then turned back around. “Oh hey, Bluestreak! You gonna be at the royal initiation this weekend?”
“I guess so.” Bluestreak said. “I just hope it’s not some boring social event where we get to stand to the side and watch as the Canterlot elite gossip about each other. There's already plenty of that at the Grand Galloping Gala.”
“It's nothing like the Gala, bro. In fact, it's my favorite day of the whole year. Make sure you attend. The Princesses always have lots of great stuff planned, and Celestia and Luna put on a bit of a show. You know, cut loose a little bit. You get to see a side of them you'll rarely see anywhere else. And the afterparty is truly epic!”
“Hmm, well that doesn't sound too bad. I'll have to check it out.”
“And for the new recruits like you, it can be quite a memorable experience.”
“Well then I'll pencil it in on the schedule.”
“Awesome. And hey, thanks for helping me out here. The Princess' door—one hour, that's it.”
“Yeah, I'm going.” Bluestreak said as he took a left out of the main hall and headed past a vast array of doors and passages, up the stairs to the highest floor and down the hall to Celestia's chamber door.
“Are you here to cover for Silver Spear?” an earth pony guard asked.
“Yeah, I'm here. He said it would only be an hour. I hope he's right.”
“Good, cause you'll be covering for me too. Just stand here and bow if you see the Princess. No easier job in the castle. Just try not to fall asleep.” The earth pony trotted away down the hall toward the stairs. Bluestreak took his position by the door. He looked around, bored. The wide hall was empty save for himself. He scooted closer to the Princess' door and listened. He didn't hear any voices from behind. He got closer and put his ear to the door, but could still hear nothing.
Hmm, must be some pretty quiet guests, he thought. He took a step back, adjusted his armor and hoofshoes, and mentally prepared himself to stand in place for the better part of an hour. He sighed, again, as his mind wandered toward Appleoosa and other far-off locales.
After about 10 minutes of standing, the door to the chamber clicked open, just slightly. Bluestreak looked over, waiting to see if anyone would emerge. It was slightly ajar, and nopony was coming out, so he figured he would close it quietly. It must have just popped open by accident, perhaps a gust of wind from an open window. As he reached a hoof out to grasp the handle, he heard a familiar voice.
“You needn't close the door, royal guard. I've opened it for you.”
Bluestreak froze. The voice belonged to her highness, Princess Celestia, but this was only the second time she had ever spoken to him. The last was a simple “Welcome to the guard” at his induction ceremony.
He took a step forward toward the door, but did not peer around the corner. “Um, your door popped open Princess and I had assumed you wanted it closed.”
“And I believe I already mentioned that I opened it for you, so won't you please step inside?”
He did so, and as he peered into the room, he suddenly saw the Princess' form sitting atop her magnificent, enormous golden bed. He had never seen such a vast, opulent chamber, but he barely took note of that, for he was transfixed on the beautiful form before him that was returning his gaze. His jaw dropped. He had seen the Princess before, but now she looked, well, stunning. There even seemed to be a warm aura about her, but something else was different about her too. She was wearing something unusual, something besides her usual royal regalia. As he looked closer he could see she was wearing a maid's outfit. Oh my God, she looks so fucking incredibly hot thought Bluestreak.
“I'm glad you think so, royal guard. What is your name?”
He just stood there for a second, mesmerized. Suddenly, he blurted out “Bluestreak, my Princess. Um, I didn't know you were able to read my thoughts Princess. Please accept my apology.”
“That's not necessary, and I promise not to read your thoughts again, unless you want me too.” Celestia smiled coyly. “I'm glad you find me attractive Bluestreak. Would you step closer to my bed please?”
He did so. “You look marvelous tonight Princess. Might I inquire as to why you are dressed the way you are?”
“I donned this outfit for you. Don't you like it?”
“For me? Really?” Bluestreak looked around to make sure he was the only guard in the room. “Yes, I love it! You look absolutely gorgeous!”
“I'm glad you think so, guard Bluestreak. I called you in here because I have a proposition for you. Perhaps you would consider a new assignment?”
“Certainly Princess, whatever you ask.”
“Please, call me Celestia. So Bluestreak, you are one of the new initiates, are you not?”
“I am.” he said sheepishly.
“I have been observing you for a while now and think you might be one of the perfect candidates for my personal entourage. If you accept this post, you will be with me for as long as I retain you. You will protect me with your life and will do as I ask, without question and without hesitation. You may be asked to do some difficult, even dangerous things, but you can rest assured that my personal attendants are always given the best rewards. Is this something you would be interested in?”
Bluestreak was stunned. The full effect of what the princess had said was just beginning to sink in. He didn't know what to say. A simple “Yes!” was all he could manage. He tried not to sound too giddy, but on the inside he was grinning from ear to ear.
“Then let's get started straightaway. I have one task for you now.”
“Yes Prin—I mean Celestia.”
“Come closer, Bluestreak.”
He took a step closer and was now at the edge of her bed.
“Closer.” the Princess said forcefully.
He leaned a bit over the bed, and Celestia leaned her head towards his. Their eyes met and she leaned even closer. She then moved her head towards his ear and he could feel her breath upon him. Suddenly, he felt her tongue reach out and lick him. He shivered in excitement, and his eyes closed reflexively. She began to nibble on his ear, and then spoke in a voice barely above a whisper..... “Make me your slave, master.”
His eyes immediately popped open. “What, what did you just...”
“Royal guard!" Celestia's voice was suddenly booming. "Did you not say moments ago that you would accept a post as one of my personal attendants!? And did I not say that my attendants follow my commands without question!?”
“Yes Celestia!”
She leaned forward again, and spoke in a whisper once more. “Then make me your slave, master.”
Bluestreak's heart was pounding furiously. He couldn't believe this was happening.
Celestia pulled her head back and stared directly into his eyes, giving him the most lustful look he had ever seen. “Sometimes, I get so tired of always being treated as royalty, and I would rather just let myself go. Give myself to somepony instead of them always giving of themselves to me. Please take me as your slave for the night, master.”
Bluestreak was suddenly very aroused, and he knew his wings were showing it. They weren't splayed out yet, but they were getting there. He didn't care. His dick was growing too, and if Celestia was serious about this proposition, he was damn sure he was going to take it.
“Get off the bed and come towards me slave!” he found himself saying.
Celestia suddenly had a giddy, sexy look on her face when she realized he was complying. “Oh yes, master! What is it you would have me do for you?” Celestia got off the bed and approached . She turned her rump towards him, her tail just beginning to go up and to the side, revealing a tiny thong just covering her slit.
Bluestreak now had a full wingboner and a full boner down below too. “Rest your fore hooves on the bed, slave.” He took a step forward and with his teeth pulled down her thong just enough to reveal her slit. He leaned forward and took a long sniff, reveling in her royal smell. She was just starting to get wet and he stuck his tongue out for a quick taste. It was like drinking ambrosia from heaven. He had never tasted anything so wonderful. He had been with other mares before, but they had never tasted this good. He took a few more licks, up her slit, circling around her clit, then back down, before sticking his tongue inside just an inch. The Princess moaned. “Oh master!”
Suddenly Bluestreak remembered that he was the master, and he could control this situation.
“Turn around slave, rest your fore hooves on the floor and suck me.” Celestia did as she was commanded.
Celestia positioned her body to move under his. Bluestreak rested his forehooves on the bed to give her a better angle, and as he did so he felt her royal tongue suck the tip of his dick, then move all the way down his shaft to his balls, and then back up to the tip, before finally taking the end into her mouth. Celestia tilted her head sideways just a bit to avoid poking her master with her horn. She slowly worked her mouth down, going over the length of his cock until her lips were rubbing against his balls. Bluestreak groaned as Celestia began sucking slowly, her head bobbing up and down on his cock. Bluestreak relaxed his body and cleared his mind, focusing only on the sensations created by the beautiful Princess who was happily suckling his fully erect dick. His wingboner on display, Celestia knew she was working her magic. She continued sucking, stopping only briefly to take a quick breath and ask, “Are you pleased master?” before immediately diving her mouth back onto his throbbing dick.
“Oh...yes.” Bluestreak stammered. “Master is very pleased. Don't stop slave.”
Celestia continued to work his tool with her mouth. Her sucking made sloppy noises as she continued to thrust her mouth up and down on Bluestreak's engorged cock. For such a prim and proper Princess, her dicksucking skills were quite impressive. Who would've guessed? Bluestreak thought. He rested on the bed and closed his eyes, focusing on the wonderful feelings down below. Celestia never missed a beat and never took a breath as she continued to suck nonstop, never hesitating, her sole focus being only to pleasure her master. Up and down, up and down, Celestia worked her mouth sloppily and hungrily over his tool, loving the feel of having a huge cock in her mouth, forcing her to be the dicksucking slave she wanted to be. She continued to suck with her eyes closed. Bluestreak's dick was big, but the Princess had no problem getting the whole thing into her mouth, right down to the hilt. Her head bobbed continuously in a rhythmic pace. The Princess began using her tongue while sucking him off, circling his cock with it while taking him fully into her mouth. Bluestreak knew he wouldn't last much longer if his slave continued, so he pulled back. Celestia's mouth popped off his cock with a trail of slobber still connecting the two ponies together. Bluestreak glanced down at his dicksucking slave and knew he had to have her, right now.
“Turn around slave, rest your fore hooves on the bed.”
Celestia positioned herself on the bed, but turned to look at her master, with pleading eyes. “Perhaps master would like to truly treat me like the slave slut that I am?” She batted her eyes, and then glanced over at a box on her nightstand.
Bluestreak's eyes lit up in anticipation. He moved toward it, opened it, and peered inside. He took out the two instruments. He gripped the small butt plug between his hooves and slowly pressed it towards the Princess' tight, puckered asshole. Celestia gasped as she felt the plug slowly being inserted into her ass. She rested her muscles and allowed the royal guard to slide the plug in, and then fell forward in ecstasy on the bed. She didn't get much time to rest however, as she felt the ball gag being slid over her horn and then her head. It was stuffed into her mouth and Bluestreak tightened the back over her mane.
“Excellent idea slave; now you truly look like the bitch you need to be.”
With the ball gag firmly in place, Celestia could only mumble “uh huh yth mstth.”
Bluestreak now took a step back to gaze upon the beauty that was in front of him. Celestia looked fantastic, truly a proper slave. Her sexy maid's outfit, the butt plug hilt sticking out of her ass, and her ball gag in place made her look the part. Bluestreak stepped forward and rested his hooves on her flank. He began slowly massaging them, rubbing them softly, then down over the sides and onto her shining sun cutie mark. Celestia moaned as he continued the massage. He continued to rub her flanks for a moment, and then, almost to his own surprise, he gave her a hard slap right on her left ass cheek that caused the princess to squeal. He massaged her flanks for a moment more, then he gave her another hard slap on her left ass cheek, and then again on her right. Each time, the princess moaned lustily. He continued working his hooves over her flanks and ass cheeks for a while, slapping her ass occasionally, loving the feel of Celestia's soft white fur under hoof. He rested his hooves on her back, and took another step forward until his dick was resting on her ass. Celestia laid her head down on the bed, eyes closed, ready for what was coming.
Bluestreak adjusted himself a bit to get his dick in position, then began poking around her slit. He then scooted forward and his dick began to slide in.
“oh...oh blstrkk.” Celestia mumbled as his dick continued to slide into her dripping slit, inch by inch. Finally, Bluestreak found himself completely inside, and he stood still for a moment. The sensation was intense, and he couldn't believe how warm and inviting her pussy felt. He looked down to make sure this was really happening. He couldn't see his dick. It was indeed buried inside the warm folds of the royal Princess' pussy. He stared down at himself as he pulled out slowly, almost to the very tip, then thrust all the way back in. Celestia's body moved forward under the intense force of his cock. For her part, the Princess loved every moment, being a slave for her willing master and getting double-stuffed at the same time. Bluestreak plunged in fully, and then adjusted himself a bit. He wrapped his fore hooves around her midsection to give himself some leverage, and then began pumping away at her wet, throbbing cunt. He could feel the soft satin ruffles on the back of her maid's dress pressed against his stomach.
Celestia could only lie there and take it, just take it like the worthless slave she was. She had rarely felt so stuffed, so full, and reveled in the feeling of being double-dicked, the butt plug performing admirably in the place of another hard cock. She of course had been fucked by many other guards as well, but Bluestreak certainly measured up, which was partly the reason she had been eyeing him since his induction day. Her body bobbed forward and back on Bluestreak's dick as he continued to pump her moist pussy, his dick sliding forward and back inside her, building into a steady rhythmic motion. She could only submit to him. Bluestreak again slapped the Princess' ass, causing her to emit a groan of pleasure.
As Celestia lay there getting fucked, her body sliding forward and back in time with Bluestreak's dick, she turned toward her master, gazed upon him, and then gave him a lusty look with her eyes. Her horn began to glow, and soft tendrils of magic began to reach out, slowly going over Bluestreak's back. He was initially surprised, but not worried. He was sure his slave was not doing anything that he wouldn't like. The tendrils curled around, then wrapped around the base of his wings. They began pressing, moving, sliding up and down, giving his wingboner an incredible massage. Bluestreak was amazed.
“Oh... oh Princess... such a good slave; don’t stop working your magic.”
He was now being stimulated in two places at once. His dick was fucking the royal cunt, while his wings were getting the most incredible massage he had ever felt. His wings were splayed so far out, he expected it to be bordering on pain, but there was not to be had. Only pleasure, intense focused pleasure, as the Princess' warm, wet pussy was wrapped firmly around his dick, while magic tendrils were wrapped around his wings.
Celestia continued to bob forward and back on his cock, and Bluestreak began to pick up the pace, fucking her more forcefully now. Experiencing pleasure in two places was almost more than he could handle. He closed his eyes and focused only on the sense of touch. Celestia's body was moving rapidly in time with his powerful thrusts, her head lying on the bed, her horn continuing to glow and massage his wings. His deep-dicking was bringing him to the brink. He continued to fuck Celestia, harder, harder, faster, not wanting to stop, but also knowing he shouldn't cum yet, he needed to make this last as long as possible. He was focused on giving her maximum pleasure, so he continued to fuck her, slowing only when he had to to prevent ejaculation. He continued in this manner, fucking her fast and hard, and then slow and steady for a good 20 minutes.
The princess could only mumble and stammer garbled moans through the ball gag, as she continued to give in to Bluestreak's furious pounding. The pleasure of being double-stuffed was intense, and despite how much she loved being fucked so hard, she knew her master couldn't go on much longer.
“Oh, oh slave,” Bluestreak said. “I'm going to cum soon slave.”
Celestia turned toward him, gazing again at him with those lustful eyes. “cm in muyy...mmff mstr.” was all she could manage while being fucked so intensely.
Bluestreak gave her several more powerful pumps with his rock solid dick before it was clear he couldn't hold out any longer. He pulled out from her pussy and Celestia quickly turned her body around to be eye level with his huge cock. Celestia stopped using her magic on his wings and immediately used it to remove her ball gag. The second the gag was removed, Celestia turned her head to the side and wrapped her lips around his dick. As his cock muscles began to spasm she sucked even harder. Suddenly, Bluestreak erupted. The princess continued to suck as spasms of hot jizz began to fill her mouth. It was quite a bit of cum, and it began to drizzle out the sides of her mouth onto her chin. She dared not disappoint her master though, so she kept her lips tight around his dick and continued to swallow his seed. This was often her favorite part of the sexual experience, getting to truly taste the royal guards who surrounded her each day. She reveled in the feeling of the hot cum spurting into her mouth and she sucked down as much as she could. Bluestreak's spasming began to lessen and he finally shot one more hot streak of cum to the back of her throat. His dick was completely drained into Celestia's mouth.
“Oh, holy fucking shit. Oh... fuck. Wow.” Bluestreak was just beginning to come down from the almost unbelievably intense fuck he had just had. His wings were still out to his sides, just now beginning to droop a little.
Celestia pulled her mouth from his dick, her face sloppy with drops of cum all over her lips and chin. She was still on the floor resting on her hooves. Bluestreak took a step back and gazed down at the princess. Their eyes met and they stared deeply into each other's. Celestia had a silly, sexy smile on her face, which made Bluestreak smile too. She may have looked wet and sticky, but he thought she looked more beautiful than he had ever seen her before. He suddenly bent down and gave her a big sloppy kiss, not caring that she had drops of cum on her face and chin. Celestia responded by pressing her tongue forward, prompting his tongue to come out too. They kissed forcefully, tongue massaging tongue, with hints of Bluestreak's cum being mixed between their mouths. After a full minute of passionate tongue-kissing, the pair pulled back from each other.
Celestia began to grimace as her horn glowed, and Bluestreak realized that she was slowly removing the butt plug from her ass. With a small pop, it came out and Celestia levitated it to the royal wash basin and dropped it into a small bowl of water.
Bluestreak wasn't sure what to do next, so he decided a compliment might be in order.
“You were an excellent slave, princess. You truly know how to submit like a proper slave should.” He smiled, and hoped his words didn't sound too cheesy. Now that he had cum, the situation did seem a little awkward, addressing her royal highness as a slave. He suddenly realized how exhausted he was, and plopped down on the floor to rest his legs. “Do you; uh...think we might do this again sometime?”
Celestia just smiled, ignoring his question, and moved toward the basin to clean up. She magically turned on the faucet and used the water to clean his cum off her face. She turned around again and walked back to Bluestreak.
“And you, my royal guard, were an excellent master. But now I'm looking forward to seeing what kind of a slave you can be for me.”
“Wait... what?”
* * * * *
“Come with me outside. I would like to show you something.”
Bluestreak got up and stretched his very tired legs and trotted behind the princess to the huge balcony. He had a full view of her plot right in front of him, and couldn't help but stare straight ahead. Despite the view, he was still a little nervous about what the Princess had said moments ago. They passed through a set of soft sheer curtains that allowed the sunlight to cascade into Celestia's room.
As they approached the railing on the balcony the sun was set low, and they gazed out over Canterlot and far past. In the distance, one could even make out Ponyville. Bluestreak stood beside the Princess, once again realizing that until an hour ago, he had only spoken to her once in his life. And now he had already had full-on mind-blowing sex with her. What a day he thought.
Celestia averted her gaze from the horizon to him. He felt her looking at him and turned to meet her eyes. She bent forward and kissed him passionately on the lips.
After a minute she pulled back, and Bluestreak opened his eyes. “Wow Prin—I mean Celestia; still not used to that!” He chuckled nervously. Celestia did not. “You know, it's really been a great day. I don't know what to say to...”
“Nothing needs to be said, royal guard.” With that curt reply, she again returned her gaze to the view in front of her.
Uh, okay, a bit of an odd response he thought.
Staring straight forward, Celestia spoke. “It's getting late Bluestreak. Would you like to see my sister perform her royal duties?”
“Uh...” The answer was clearly yes, but Bluestreak was now getting very anxious. He hadn't exactly cleaned up yet from his time with Celestia, and now Luna was perhaps going to join them!
“Well Princess, I'm actually very hungry, I haven't eaten in quite a while and I'm pretty exhausted from our little session there; maybe another night?”
Celestia immediately turned to him with pain clearly evident in her eyes. “I reward you by being your slave, and you are now going to skip out on a simple request? Please royal guard, stay for a while and watch my sister work. Besides, I will feed you when the night is here.”
Bluestreak couldn't say no to that. The hurt in her eyes was clear. “OK... I can always eat later I suppose.”
“Good. That is the correct answer, slave.” Bluestreak realized that the hurt she had been showing was a ruse.
“Celestia...” Bluestreak hesitated for just a second, “About this slave thing...”
“Silence guard!” Celestia closed her eyes and concentrated. Her horn began to glow and her lips began to move ever so slightly. Bluestreak wondered if she were somehow communicating with her sister.
His answer came quickly when he saw Luna step out onto her balcony from the other tall spire some 50 yards away and look in their direction. Upon seeing them there, Luna jumped from the balcony and flew over to where they were standing.
“Good afternoon sister!” Celestia said as she approached. Upon landing, Luna trotted up to her sister with a smile on her face. They hugged, for a while, and continued hugging, very close. Luna's head was facing toward Bluestreak and he could see her take a huge sniff of her sister's flowing mane. Luna then opened her eyes, and she gazed directly into his with a devilish look that made him quite uncomfortable. He looked away, back toward the horizon. After a full minute, the two sisters broke the hug.
Celestia spoke. “This is the new initiate Bluestreak I told you about! He is very eager to see you perform your nighttime duties!”
What? She spoke to her about me? How? When ?
“I bet he is sister.” Luna turned her gaze to Bluestreak. “For you royal guard, I will make tonight's show extra special!”
“Uh, thank you Princess Luna. That's very kind of you. I've always heard that watching you bring out the night is a very special treat.” Bluestreak smiled, still feeling very awkward. He wondered if Luna could tell that he had just had a fuck session with her sister.
“Oh it is! And with the two of you joining me tonight, you can bet this will be one of my finest performances!”
Luna moved a few paces forward to the balcony edge and closed her eyes tightly. Her horn began to glow and her wings began to flutter. She began to levitate slowly upwards as she concentrated. Her whole body seemed to glow with a soft blue shimmer as she continued to focus her magic. Celestia took a step back and Bluestreak followed her lead. As the sun began to fade over the horizon, Luna's horn glowed brighter, and suddenly began emitting sparks. In the distance, Bluestreak could see the moon crest over the horizon as the sun disappeared from view. But this was not the usual moon. Oh, no. This was like no moon he had ever seen before. It was full, and big. Bigger than he had ever imagined! It seemed to take up half the sky! And as the moon rose, the stars began to shine as well. They shone brighter and more magnificent than he had ever seen! Bluestreak was absolutely transfixed. For a time, he forgot all about the slave rhetoric and the fantastic sex he had just had. All he could focus on was the beauty directly before him. His jaw dropped, and he just stared forward and then upward toward the enveloping darkness, or rather brightness, of the nighttime sky. It was breathtaking.
Luna's horn began to fade and she slowly fluttered back down to the balcony. Bluestreak didn't look over; he was still focused on the immense beauty of it all. After a few minutes of just staring, he snapped out of it and looked toward the two sisters. They were both staring back at him with smiles on their faces.
“Do you like it?” Luna asked, with a giddy tone in her voice.
Bluestreak was speechless for a moment. Finally he spoke, “It's incredible. I've never seen the night look quite like this before. And the moon! How is it so large? I can almost make out individual craters on its surface!”
“Well, my magic is quite powerful,” Luna said with a confident, almost smug look on her face. “I can sometimes pull it closer to the Earth when I want to put on a truly impressive show for distinguished guests.”
“Isn't she marvelous?” Celestia said with a big grin on her face. “I'd do the same with the sun, but I don't think most ponies would be able to handle the heat!” Celestia and Luna both laughed, and then hugged, but unlike normal family hugs, this one seemed more intimate. Then Luna's head moved toward Celestia's and their lips met. They kissed, a long and powerful, dramatic, fantastic kiss, that made Bluestreak want to back away and leave immediately. It was admittedly incredibly hot, but they were sisters, and he felt like he was intruding on some very personal family secret. After the passionate embrace, both sisters turned towards him. Bluestreak's eyes betrayed his discomfort.
“Oh please, don't be alarmed.” Luna said. “We may be sisters, but we're very close. You know, it is difficult to form lasting relationships with ponies who aren't eternal. So my sister and I maintain a close bond since we both know that her and I will always be here for each other.”
Bluestreak chuckled softly, trying to look normal, but feeling very out of place.
The two sisters hugged again, this time only briefly, and then turned toward Bluestreak.
Celestia spoke, “Now, I think we offered you some food after this performance, correct? Would you like to come inside and have a meal?”
“Yes please!” Bluestreak was relieved at the change of subject. “I haven't eaten since lunch, and I've been patrolling the castle all day.”
“Ugh, castle patrol. Such a dull job!” Luna rolled her eyes. “Why did you assign such a virile young specimen as this to such a position?”
“Well...” Celestia said with a suggestive look in her eyes. “I was hoping that we could keep him around the castle as one of our personal attendants.”
“Oh!” Luna exclaimed, clearly excited. “And how has our new recruit performed so far?” A huge grin was on her face.
“Very, VERY well!” Celestia and Luna both giggled, and Bluestreak felt that maybe Luna knew all too well what had happened earlier.
“Come inside Bluestreak.” Celestia commanded. “Let's get you a meal befitting a proper slave!”
Bluestreak froze. Luna may have known they had an encounter, but he still very nervous about all this slave talk. And in front of Luna no less! “Um Princess, I'm not sure what you mean. I would like a meal but I'm confused about this mention of the word slave.” He flashed a nervous smile, and looked toward Celestia, hoping she might bail him out.
Celestia looked toward Luna and giggled. “He's so coy isn't he?!”
Luna began to giggle as well. “You've been up all day sister. The night is my time. Why don't you take a rest for a while? I'll get him fitted with his collar and get his meal served right up.”
“What! Collar? Wait, what are you girls talking about? This is beginning to freak me out a little bit!” Bluestreak took a few steps back, although there was nowhere to run except right off the balcony.
Celestia smiled the kind of smile a mother would give to a young child. “Bluestreak, come now, I told you that my personal attendants always get the best rewards. You've already had your reward, so now you must do as I obey. And you needn't worry. You'll be in good hooves with my sister. She treats our slaves very well, and she will do no different with you. Am I right sister?”
“Of course! Now, you should rest Celestia. I'll make sure our royal guard understands his place.” Luna turned toward Bluestreak. “You may be a bit alarmed at first, perhaps even afraid, but you'll soon learn that being a royal attendant is the best position a guard can be assigned. My sister and I don't take this position lightly. You were chosen after careful observation. My sister always makes the right choice, and I can see that she's outdone herself with you.”
Bluestreak gulped. “Um, I don't know, this is getting a little weird. I'd rather maybe just patrol the castle.”
“Ugh, no. That's scrub work.” Luna scoffed. “You will be given the very best treatment a slave could hope for. And in time, you'll meet the rest of our attendants as well. They are a very tight-knit group and will no doubt be pleased to see you joining their ranks.” Luna turned to her sister. “Rest well, I'll see you again in the morning and report how our slave has done.”
Bluestreak was now very worried. Half of his brain told him to fly right off the balcony and the other half told him to run straight for Celestia's chamber door. He chose the latter. Quickly, he turned around and began to move as fast as he could. He had barely taken two steps toward the Princess' room, before he was caught in one of the sister's magic. He was frozen.
“Now, now,” he heard Luna say. “We don't like to see our slaves run unless their told to do so. You'll be coming with me tonight.”
Celestia yawned. “I think I will retire for the night, sister. Don't forget about our slave's meal. He's very hungry.” Bluestreak couldn't turn to face them, as he was still frozen in Luna's magic. As Celestia trotted back to her chamber, she stopped to kiss Bluestreak on the lips, a deep passionate kiss that he was unable to reciprocate in his frozen state. “And please, try not to worry. As we said, you'll be treated with the utmost care. Simply do as you are asked, and you will find that life in the palace as one of our attendants will be a dream come true.” She smiled that motherly smile again, kissed him on the cheek and walked through the curtains back to her chamber.
Once Celestia had left, Bluestreak felt his hooves lifted off the ground. He was floated, still frozen, to the other spire as Luna flew beside him.
“I hope you're as excited as we are. Your first night as a royal slave is about to begin! I hope you're not too tired. We still have quite a few things to go over.” They landed softly on the balcony. “Now, if I release you, you're not going to fly away are you?”
Bluestreak could barely move his lips, but he did manage a sort of “Nnn..” sound.
“OK, because if you do, I'll have to punish you. Although that wouldn't be so bad either.” Luna giggled.
Luna released her magic, and Bluestreak's legs immediately gave out. He fell onto the balcony, feeling extremely exhausted. “Please... Princess...” It was all he could manage to say. It had already been a very long day, and it promised (if Luna was to be believed) to be a long night as well. Bluestreak yawned and suddenly felt very tired. Without even realizing it, his eyes began to flutter closed and he was asleep in moments.
“Oh, our little slave is so very tired! I'll let you sleep my pony. When you wake your meal will be ready.”
Bluestreak began to dream; fitful, worrisome dreams at first, but then his thoughts began to shift to the passion with Celestia and what Luna might have in store, and he felt his body begin to calm. Maybe, just maybe he could give himself to them. Be their slave. He rested on Luna's balcony as a cool breeze caressed his soft blue fur. He didn't know it, but he began to smile.
Inside the Princesses' Royal Chambers
Chapter 3: Initiation Day
Big thank you to Art Inspired for editing/revision suggestions. Also a very subtle shout-out to YukoAsho's fic Dream a Little Dream . WARNING: I said this fic would get freakier and it begins now! Proceed with caution.
Chapter 3: Initiation Day
Bluestreak wandered the halls of the Palace, once again carrying out his castle patrol, but this time boredom was the least of his worries. He had a lot on his mind, and his thoughts kept returning to the previous day. After Luna left, Bluestreak had waited on her floor for several hours. Eventually, Celestia had come in to Luna's chamber and greeted him with a smile and a kiss. She seemed genuinely happy to see him there chained to the floor, and remarked that Luna informed her of how his night had been. She was so pleased by his willingness to give in to Luna's punishment, that she had prepared a meal for him herself. It was a wonderful meal of fresh flowers, fruits, and grains but he was still obliged to eat it on the floor. She had also given him water to drink, but had put it in a small bowl which was also set on the floor. Celestia then said, “Whenever you eat your meal in our presence, you must do so on the floor to show respect, and your hooves may not be used.” He used his mouth to scoop food from the plate and slurped his water from the bowl.
He and Celestia had chatted during the meal as though they were old friends, and the word 'slave' was rarely uttered. Celestia had talked about her sun-raising duties, guards whom she favored or disliked, and some of the habits of her sister that irked her. Bluestreak mostly listened, but did ask a few questions about some of the other guards, the Princesses' hobbies, and the like. He still referred to Celestia as master or mistress, but the conversation was free and cordial.
At the conclusion of his meal, Celestia had unchained Bluestreak from the floor, removed his collar, and told him how his daily schedule would proceed. Twice a week, on Tuesday and Thursday, he was to work a 6-hour shift on patrol. His evenings on those nights were his, as well as the first Saturday of every month. He could chat and mingle with whomever he chose, but he was strictly forbidden to discuss his slave duties with anyone who was not part of the Princesses' inner circle. Doing so would result in punishment so severe that Celestia dare not even begin to describe what would happen. Needless to say, there would be no satisfactory 'conclusion' involved. All other days were to be spent in the company of the Princesses or the other slaves. She had then let Bluestreak leave, informing him that he was to meet her at the end of his Thursday patrol in her chambers. She would then explain to him the daily life he would be expected to follow. He was scheduled to end his patrol at 5:00pm, and as the minutes crept closer, Bluestreak got excited. He was eager to learn all he could about his new position. Bluestreak was a bit surprised by his own enthusiasm. Not two days ago he was shocked to hear Celestia refer to him as a slave, and now he already considered himself an obedient servant to the Princesses.
He ascended the winding staircase, and trotted down the hall to Celestia's chamber door. The earth pony he had relieved from duty the previous night was again standing watch by her door. He immediately smiled as Bluestreak drew near.
“Hey, you're that new kid, Bluestreak right?,” the earth pony bellowed, his voice deep and commanding. “My name's Emerald Fields; it's good to meet you.” He extended his hoof and Bluestreak did the same. Emerald Fields was a handsome colt with a forest green coat and a yellow mane and tail with grey streaks running through. His yellow eyes complimented his colors and he had a naval warship for a cutie mark.
“Thank you Emerald, it's good to meet you too.” Bluestreak said. He noticed that Emerald's eyes seemed to be scanning every inch of his body. “Uh, what are you looking at Emerald?”
“You, obviously; and I like what I see. That Royal Armor is very becoming on you.” Emerald then looked directly into Bluestreak's eyes with a slightly sultry look that made Bluestreak a little uneasy. Emerald continued, smiling suggestively, “So I hear you had a pretty wild night with Luna.”
Bluestreak was surprised, “What, you know? Are you one of the Princesses' slaves too?”
Emerald looked puzzled. “Slave? What are you talking about?”
Bluestreak's eyes went wide. “Oh shit, I mean, uh... I didn't mean that, I was just wondering...”
“I'm just kidding, Blue!” Emerald cut him off, laughing. “Of course I'm a slave, how else would I know about you and Luna? Word travels fast amongst our little circle of friends.”
“Yeah, so I've heard.” Bluestreak said, relieved.
“Well, I suppose you're here to meet Celestia and get acquainted with your new lifestyle. It's a crazy one, but I wouldn't trade it for the world. My day's done so I'm heading out.” He gave Bluestreak a big smile and then turned toward the stairs at the end of the hall. Without looking back, he remarked, “I'll see you again Bluestreak at Initiation Day. Damn, it's gonna be good!”
Bluestreak watched him as he walked toward the stairs, surprised to find his eyes wandering towards Emerald's plot. He immediately snapped out of it, turned toward Celestia's chamber door and knocked.
“Come in,” said a sweet voice from inside the chamber. Bluestreak opened the door and saw Celestia reclining on her bed, a book levitating in front of her.
“Bluestreak, I'm glad you've arrived.” Celestia said, beaming a huge smile.
“Thank you master. I've come to learn about the expectations of my position.”
“Yes, I know. I informed you of that fact the last time we spoke, you silly boy.” Celestia levitated the book down onto the bed. “Come over here and give me a big hug.” Bluestreak gasped for a moment as he was lifted off the floor by Celestia's magic and carried over to her bed. She set him down right next to her and wrapped her hooves around him. “Bluestreak, you and I are going to have so much fun together!” She removed one of her hooves from around his neck and moved it down across his body. Bluestreak's eyes opened wide as he felt her hoof reach under him and squeeze his balls.
“Yes mistress, that's the part I'm most looking forward to,” Bluestreak said with a goofy grin, hoping such a comment wouldn't elicit a negative response. He was still a little unsure about how to speak to the Princesses, feeling that his slave status left him little room to be too forward.
“Oh, I've heard that before,” Celestia said, removing her hooves from the embrace. “Remember, you're just one of many who service my sister and me. That doesn't mean that you're not special though. Each one of our slaves has been carefully chosen, and I'm delighted that you've accepted the position. Now then, let's get started. We shall begin our journey by introducing you to the dungeon.”
Bluestreak was a tad worried by the mention of that word, but said nothing. Celestia got off the bed and went to the far side of the room. She used her magic to reveal a panel in the wall that slid away. “Follow me, and watch your step,” she said. “If you like, you may stare at my ass as we descend, but don't let it distract you.”
Bluestreak chuckled at the Princesses words, but she seemed not to notice or care. He followed behind the Princess as they passed through the wall panel which revealed a winding, descending spiral staircase. The steps were wide and not too steep which allowed for relatively easy movement. This was good, because they seemed to travel down these stairs for a very long time. As they continued, Bluestreak asked, “Mistress, have any of your chosen slaves ever just run away during their off-days or free time?”
“Yes, it has happened, just once. As is customary, Luna always gives our slaves one last chance to back out. If the slaves choose to remain with us, then they are bound to us as our slave, and must do as we say. For the pony who ran away, after initially accepting our offer, well... we took care of the situation.”
“You mean, did you kill him?” Bluestreak asked.
“No, we didn't kill him,” Celestia said, laughing. “We just tracked him down, brought him back to the castle and did whatever we felt was necessary to rehabilitate him. That particular guard is actually here in the castle now, although he does not mingle with the rest of the slaves. You may meet him someday. Time will tell. For the most part, defection is rarely a problem. Once our chosen learn the benefits of being a slave, they realize that the occasional slight discomfort is worth the price of admission.”
They continued the rest of the way down the stairs in silence. Bluestreak stared forward at the Princess' plot, feeling no shame, getting a few brief glimpses at her pussy as her long tail swayed back and forth. He found himself getting hard and looked away, knowing this was not the time for such thoughts. When they reached the bottom of the stairs, they found themselves in a small, dark room with stone walls. Celestia's horn glowed brightly, allowing them to see. The room was unadorned and there was a large metal door at the end. Bluestreak could hear some faint noises beyond the door. The Princess turned toward Bluestreak.
“What you are about to see is the dungeon where you will be spending much of your days. You will still be able to live and work in your regular castle bedroom during your free days, but the room ahead is where you will spend the majority of your time as a slave. The entrance we are taking now is the one that I traditionally use when visiting with our slaves. You will not be allowed access to this path unless I am with you. Luna has a staircase of her own that connects to her chamber as well. There is another main staircase that connects to the castle proper that I will show you later, and that is where you will traditionally enter. If you are familiar with the janitor's closet in sub-level B, then you already know where the entrance to the dungeon will be.”
Celestia turned back around and used her magic to open the heavy steel door. As it swung open, Bluestreak stepped though, and he was utterly amazed at what he saw. The “dungeon” was anything but. The room he now stood in was incredibly vast, opulent, and filled with other guards. Chandeliers hung from the vaulted ceiling, and the walls were adorned with pictures of the Princesses and other framed photos of various locales around the Palace and the city of Canterlot. The door they had come through was in a far back corner of the room. To Bluestreak's right were numerous tables and chairs, and beyond those was a massive stage with red curtains that extended over 30 feet high to an area above. Above the stage was a huge sign that read, “For Slaves Who Submit, the Best is Their Gift.” To the left of the stage was a long bar, with several barponies dispensing drinks to guards. There were plush couches along every wall and even a few pool tables in an alcove near the bar. There was a great din in the room as slaves were coming and going, smiling, talking. Some were seated at various tables drinking, chatting loudly, playing poker, and making a general ruckus. Every other pony seemed to be smiling and enjoying themselves. A few of them were still wearing their Palace regalia, but most had already removed their armor. Bluestreak noticed too that every last one of them was wearing a collar. As he scanned the room he saw something else that surprised him; of the 30 or so ponies in the room, there were at least a dozen mares.
Bluestreak couldn't believe his eyes. “You mean... this is the life of a slave? Just hanging out with friends, drinking, playing poker, doing whatever? This is awesome!”
Some of the ponies in the room had noticed when Celestia emerged from her special access door, and had waved at her, smiling. Others shouted hello to her from across the room, all of them addressing her as mistress or master. As Bluestreak looked around, he saw Emerald Fields sitting at the bar talking to a barpony and Silver Spear in the alcove lining up his shot at a pool table. Bluestreak looked back at Celestia who was smiling at him.
“You see, Bluestreak, the life of a slave is not only submission to your masters. You will be given plenty of time to enjoy other aspects of life. Follow me now, and I will show you to your new room.”
Bluestreak followed behind the Princess down a corridor that led from this main room. The hall was wide and there were many doors on either side. They continued down to the very last side door on the left. Just a few feet farther at the very end of the hall, a large, imposing metal door could be seen, securely locked. Bluestreak was hoping the Princess would say something about that door, but when she didn't, he decided not to press the issue. He could always just ask one of the other slaves.
As she opened the door, Celestia said, “These are the rooms for our slaves, and this one will be your room. You are free to come and go as you please, but we ask that on days when you are not patrolling, you spend your time here or in the main dungeon as opposed to your traditional castle bedroom.” Bluestreak's new room was not as nice as his main castle bedroom, but not bad either. The walls were made of grey stone, and there was a beautiful black and grey patterned rug covering most of the floor. The bed was of a decent size, and a small bathroom connected to the room at the far corner. On the wall above the bed were portraits of Luna and Celestia. The biggest difference between his main bedroom and this one were the vast array of hooks at various points on the walls and ceilings. There were also no windows in this room or the dungeon, but this was to be expected as he knew they were well below ground. Perched on a dresser next to the bed was a slave collar with his own name stitched into the front. As Bluestreak scanned the room, Celestia continued, “You may, at some point, have to share this room with another slave, but for now it is yours. What do you think Bluestreak? Are you pleased?”
Bluestreak didn't know where to begin. He was simply amazed at all of this. He had been expecting some kind of dark, imposing dungeon with various instruments of torture, and instead he was basically getting a whole new place to hang out with a bunch of other ponies whom he was excited to meet.
“I'm so very excited, mistress, and I can't wait to meet the other ponies! Honestly, I was expecting something a little less... well, comfortable I guess.”
“You will find Bluestreak, that the life of a slave is not an easy one. Therefore, we try to give our slaves ways to enjoy themselves, when not working directly for us. They are tight-knit community down here, and our slaves always look out for each other.” Celestia moved toward the dresser next to the bed and began using her magic. “Now then, let's get you fitted with the proper attire. Please remove your royal regalia.” Bluestreak did so, setting his armor on a long table that was sitting next to the dresser. Celestia then levitated the collar off the dresser and placed it around his neck, sealing the back clasp. “If you ever need help removing your collar before your regular castle guard duties, you may ask me or Luna if we are around, or any of the other unicorn ponies. They can be a bit fidgety at times without the use of magic. And you must always be wearing it when you are in the dungeon.” Celestia took a step back and admired her slave with a smile upon her face that seemed to radiate warmth and contentment. “Welcome to our circle Bluestreak, it is truly a pleasure to have you as one of our chosen!”
Bluestreak had never felt so proud to wear a collar in his life, let alone a slave collar. “Mistress, I'm so very shocked, excited, overjoyed! I hardly know where to begin! I'm just so very glad I accepted the offer to join you and your sister as one of your slaves.”
“As we knew you would be!” Celestia answered, still beaming. “Before we get settled here or discuss anything further, would you like to lick my pussy, Bluestreak?”
The question surprised Bluestreak. “Uh, yeah sure, that'd be...”
“WRONG SLAVE!” Celestia screamed at him, clearly using her Royal Canterlot Voice. She slapped him lightly across the face, but with her hoofshoes on, it still stung a little. Bluestreak winced. “Your second lesson has begun! We will never offer you the choice of pleasing us! We will tell you when to please us, and we will also tell our slaves when we have chosen to please them!” Celestia's demeanor instantly changed back into the smiling figure from just moments ago. “Now Bluestreak, as you know, today is Thursday evening, which means tomorrow night is the Royal Initiation Day for our new slaves. You are the only candidate this year, so the evening will be all about you!”
Bluestreak gulped, and felt a slight tinge of anxiety in the pit of his stomach. “That's... wonderful mistress!”
Celestia continued, “As is tradition, our new slaves must spend the evening before the ceremony in their room. They will not be allowed to mingle or meet with the other slaves until after the Initiation ceremony. To make sure you stay here you will be chained to the wall as you were in Luna's room. Learning to be patient is a valuable part of your training.” Celestia levitated a chain out of the dresser, attached one end to his collar and the other to a hook next to the dresser. “Luna will bring you your meals here while you wait here for the ceremony. It will start tomorrow sharply at 9pm, so you have a good 27 hours or so to remain in your room. If you become bored, you will find some reading material in the dressers. I will take my leave now, and look forward to seeing you tomorrow evening.” Bluestreak was thinking about what he might say before parting, but was interrupted when Celestia then leaned forward and kissed him. Bluestreak felt her tongue begin to extend, so he followed suit. Their tongues continued to play and probe for a minute before Celestia pulled away. She stared at him for moment, smiling again before saying, “You're going to have so much fun my little slave! Goodbye Bluestreak.”
“Goodbye mistress. I'm looking forward to the ceremony.”
Celestia didn't respond, but simply turned around and walked out of the room. Whereas Bluestreak had been excited, he now felt somewhat morose, considering the imminent possibly of having to wait in this room for a full 27 hours. Bluestreak tested the length of the chain. It was much longer than any previous, and did allow access to the bathroom if needed. He could even reach the bedroom door, but he could not have gone through it. He put his ear to the door and listened. He could just faintly hear the din of other ponies down the hall in the dungeon. Just for good measure, he tested the door handle and found that Celestia had locked it. He looked around the room, pondering what to do. He went to the dresser and looked in to view the reading material the Princess had mentioned. There were several magazines and a couple of books, mostly clop related. He sifted through the material, thinking about getting himself off as maybe a good way to pass some time. He grabbed a copy of Mares in Heat Monthly and plopped down on the bed. He shifted onto his back to so he could have easier access to his cock.
As he scanned the pages with one hoof, he began to massage himself with the other. His dick began to poke out, so he lubed up his hoof with a little spit and began to rub his cock with it. He was particularly impressed with this month's issue. The covermare was a hot little yellow unicorn with a fiery red mane and tail. Her royal blue eyes stared out towards the reader as she used her hooves to play with her clit. Other photos showed the mare using her magic to insert a dildo into her pussy. There was another pictorial showing three Pegusus ponies licking each other's pussies while resting on a cloudbed. Bluestreak continued to massage his cock, hoping to make the pleasure last, knowing boredom would likely set in once he was done. Bluestreak was really getting into the pictures; so much so that he didn't hear the lock on the door was being undone. As Luna walked into the room, she gasped as she saw Bluestreak.
“Agh! Slave, are you pleasuring yourself?!” Luna exclaimed.
Bluestreak immediately threw the material down and turned to the side, trying to hide his now very-hard dick. “Oh shit! Uh, Luna, I didn't know you were going to be coming so soon!”
Luna's expression immediately turned to one of rage. She walked over to Bluestreak and grabbed his dick between her hooves, yanking it up hard causing him to scream in pain. “How do you address me, you pathetic little shit?!”
“I'm sorry, mistress! Please! I'm sorry!” Bluestreak said, doing his best to suppress his urge to push Luna's hooves off his cock.
Luna held his dick tight for a few seconds more before letting go. “That's better slave. You must never forget how to address your masters.”
Bluestreak immediately curled into a fetal position and began to gingerly rub his cock with his hooves. He whimpered as he tried to massage away the pain in his rigid member. The anger in Luna's eyes subsided and she spoke, “Another lesson for you slave, NO slave is to EVER pleasure themselves unless instructed to do so by Celestia or myself! If I catch you doing that again, the penalty will be severe and not particularly pleasurable. Do you understand you worthless fucking glob of santorum?”
“Oh, yes mistress. Please forgive me. I'll not let such a mistake happen again!” Bluestreak stammered.
“Very good slave.” Luna glanced down at Bluestreak as he stroked his member, still wincing from the hard tug she had given it. She continued to stare, finding herself somewhat transfixed by Bluestreak's hooves massaging his dick. She approached the side of the bed and sat down next to it, never taking her eyes off his dick. Bluestreak looked up to see the Princess staring ahead at his cock. He suddenly felt very foolish and exposed, but these emotions vanished in seconds as Luna moved her head forward with her eyes closed and put her mouth down onto Bluestreak's cock. The pain began to disappear as Luna's saliva started to coat his dick. She moved her head up and down on his dick, already made hard from the massage he had given himself. He began to moan in pleasure as the Princess made slobbering sounds while she continued to suck his rigid prick, moving her tongue around, sliding it up and down. In what he considered a bold move, Bluestreak reached his right hoof forward and put it on the top of Luna's head, pressing down on it slightly. Luna made no effort to stop him so, he pushed her head down a little harder while arching his hips upward, feeding Luna's hungry mouth the entire length of his member. Luna gagged for just a second but never removed her mouth. As she continued to feed herself on Bluestreak's cock, he moved his hoof down her head and began to massage her flowing mane. It felt like silk, so soft and heavenly, truly unlike the manes of all other mares; and it even made his hoof tingle slightly, only increasing his sexual desire. He focused on the moment, staring down at Luna with a goofy smile on his face, reveling in the knowledge that the Princess of the Night was not only slobbering all over his dick, but was also allowing him to lovingly caress her magical mane.
Bluestreak used his other free hoof to brace himself on the bed, and began to get his hips into the action, moving them upward in a steady rhythm. As he did this, Luna moved her head down as far as she could manage onto his dick and held it there. In this way, Bluestreak was face-fucking the Princess, her mouth acting as a sloppy, wet receptacle for him to drain his cock. He continued his thrusting, using his own leverage to move his cock forward and back inside her mouth. He moved his head back and closed his eyes, still using his free hoof to massage her incredibly amazing, impossibly flowing mane. As he moved his hips forward and back, he could feel his sexual energy getting close to exploding. His balls began to move upwards, churning, preparing themselves for the inevitable eruption that would fill Luna's mouth full of cum.
“Oh Mistress,” Bluestreak moaned. “The way you accept my cock so hungrily is truly fantastic! I'm going to be cumming soon, my Master!”
Even before he had finished speaking, Luna moved her head off his cock. She gazed at into his eyes and smiled. Bluestreak stared back anxiously, waiting for her to lower her head again.
“I hope your cock feels better now slave,” Luna said in a very serious tone.
Bluestreak's mouth was agape, and his cock was covered in royal slobber, just waiting to burst. “But, uh, Mistress, aren't you going to... you know, help me finish?”
“Of course not, my silly little slave! That's just a taste of what awaits you tomorrow night at your Royal Initiation! You're not allowed to experience true pleasure until the big night!” Luna sounded positively giddy with excitement. “And you better not finish yourself off either; as I already explained that's grounds for serious punishment.” Luna flashed a huge smile and then her expression changed to one of surprise. “Oh I almost forgot! I came in here to bring you your evening meal!”
Getting a meal was little comfort to Bluestreak, given the state of his blueballs. His dick continued to stand at attention, throbbing, just waiting for something to give it a chance to finally be at ease. But no such pleasure was to come. Instead, Luna just floated a plate of food and bowl of water out of the hallway and onto the floor of his room.
“Please Mistress!” Bluestreak pleaded, shifting his weight on the bed. “My dick is so close to blowing that it almost hurts!”
“Yes, but its a good hurt slave, not like the bad hurt I put on it earlier. Just focus your mind on nonsexual things, and eventually your dick will slacken with ease.”
Bluestreak was aghast, and he knew his face showed it. Clearly she has no idea of the pain caused by a serious case of blueballs he thought. But since there was nothing he could do, Bluestreak did his best to not focus on the pain of his imminent, yet unforthcoming dick explosion, and looked down at his meal sitting on the floor. He realized that there was no way out of his predicament, so he gave up trying to convince Luna to help him. He gingerly moved off the bed, careful not to bump his engorged cock on the side of the bed. He couldn't even sit on the floor given the size and pressure built up in his groin, so he began to eat his meal the way he had the night before, with his back legs up, his ass high into the air. He smiled at Luna, trying to look happy about his meal. He bent down, using only his mouth to eat the fruit and grains that greeted his nose, slurping his water occasionally.
Luna walked over to him, and patted his head with a hoof. “Look at my little baby. Such a good boy, eating his meal in the proper way.” She began rubbing his ears with her hooves, even using her pet voice with him. “Good boy, yes you are, such a good little slave. Yes you are, yes you are! Luna's good little slave eating his meal like a dog, slurping his water, eating off his plate with just his mouth just like a little puppy dog! Oh you, such a good slave, yes you are! Let mommy Luna hear her little slave pant like a little puppy doggy. Let Luna hear you be her little puppy.”
Bluestreak acquiesced. He began to pant like a dog while sipping his water. He stuck out his tongue while eating and continued to pant between bites.
“Oh good puppy! Little puppy doggy slave likes his meal from his mommy, yes he does. Oh, such a good puppy! Yes you are, yes you are!”
Bluestreak found that he didn't really mind this silly little roleplay. He continued to act the part, panting while not chewing, even whining occasionally. He even found himself barking a little bit. When he was finished with his meal, Luna walked him like a dog around his room as far as the chain would allow. Bluestreak walked on his haunches as a way to be lower, more like a real pet dog; the carpet helping to prevent any pain in his knees. “Good boy,” she said. “My little puppy dog, eating his whole meal, showing his mommy that he loves her like good puppy dogs do. Such a good boy! Who's a good boy? Who's a big puppy who loves his mommy?”
Bluestreak looked up, barking as he did so. He nuzzled his face on her legs and continued to pant. She petted his head as he did this and he moaned in pleasure. He barked softly, loving the feeling of being so close to the Princess, relishing his role in her game. Luna continued to walk him for a few minutes more before telling her little puppy to lie down on the floor. “It's time for sleepy time, little puppy. Mommy has to go now but she'll back in the morning to feed puppy a breakfast meal. How does that sound? Do you like that? Yeah? Is little puppy looking forward to seeing mommy tomorrow?”
Bluestreak barked his approval, smiling and panting, fully enveloped in the mindset of the Princess' pet dog. He walked around in circles several times before finally curling up on the floor. Luna patted his head. “Good puppy! You rest now and mommy Luna will be back tomorrow to see you again. Such a good little puppy mommy has! Such a good puppy. Good night little puppy. Mommy will see you tomorrow!”
Bluestreak smiled and closed his eyes, barking softly as Luna left the room. He realized that he did feel quite tired, despite the fact that it couldn't be that late in the evening. He had plenty of time to kill anyway, so a nap wasn't such a bad idea. As his mind began to wander, he realized that his little puppy play with Luna had made him forget all about his blueballs. His dick was at ease and calm, despite never having erupted. His mind began to fill with thoughts of what might happen the next evening. His life as a slave was going to be official, and he couldn't wait to get it started.
* * * * *
Bluestreak woke after some hours, hearing noises in the hall. He rubbed his eyes and stood up, forgetting for a moment why he had fallen asleep on the floor. He stretched his legs out, craned his neck, and arched his back, groaning loudly as he did so. He then walked toward the door and put his ear up to it. He could hear some doors opening and closing and also other ponies talking in the hallway. He could not make out what the voices were saying, but he was sure he heard his name uttered at least once. Well, it makes sense he thought. I am probably going to be the main attraction tonight, or is it tomorrow?
Without a clock or windows in his room, Bluestreak had lost all sense of time. He tried to think of ways to kill the time. He hoped that the constant waiting required of slaves would gave way to a little more action of some kind following the Initiation ceremony. He did some light calisthenics for a while, then paced around his room examining every crevice. With so much time still to go, he felt he would eventually be very familiar with every single inch of it. Later, he opened the dresser again, peering at the reading material more carefully this time. Besides the few copies of Mares in Heat Monthly , there were also a couple Stallions at Play , as well as several books; Daring Do and the Tentacle Monster , Pegasus Wives' Diaries , The Earth Pony Way , and even a copy of Studies of Pony Sexual Behavior: The Science Behind the Seduction , written by one of the more eminent authors of the day, Twilight Sparkle. He picked this one up and flipped open the cover, reading the book's introduction.
The esteemed Twilight Sparkle completed her landmark studies in pony sexual behavior after viewing and studying countless hours of ponies at play. The author freely admits that she grew up as a naive young mare, thinking little about sex until introduced to the topic by certain close friends. She found her interest piqued after viewing the dreams of her supposedly “innocent” friends after creating a special magically-powered amulet. After discovering that ponies of all walks of life can harbor deep sexual secrets, she set out to complete a landmark study of the subject. This book is the culmination of several years of in-depth interviews of over 2,000 ponies, combined with a vast array of “visual” study, which the author assures us was necessary to truly discover how ponies act behind closed doors. To date, this volume is the most complete, if not the only, documentation of pony sexual behavior. What you read in these pages will be shocking to some, while others may find it entirely banal. Either way, reading this book will certainly open up your eyes to how ponies of all walks of life have chosen to enjoy their sexual escapades.
Bluestreak set the book back down in the dresser, thinking it may be good reading for another time. Why is everything clop related if I'm not allowed to hoof off? he wondered.
The hours passed slowly as Bluestreak walked, read, took naps, did whatever to keep the time moving. Luna eventually returned with his breakfast meal, treating him as her puppy as she had the night before. Bluestreak never broke character, actually relishing the fun little role play sessions he could have with his master. Luna did the same for his lunch and dinner meals, always placing his food on the floor, with Bluestreak using just his mouth to eat and drink, barking and panting happily while doing so. As day slipped into evening, Bluestreak grew progressively more excited; anxious as well. The ceremony would be happening soon, and he had no idea what to expect. Luna had mentioned nothing about it while playing with her puppy during mealtime.
Finally, Bluestreak knew the hour was at hand when a hoof knocked a few times on his door, and a soft, billowy voice called from behind, “My adorable little slave Bluestreak, are you ready for the evening to begin?” It was Celestia. She unlocked his door and stepped in. Bluestreak was standing in the middle of his room, not sure what to do, if anything. As his eyes met the Princess' he was amazed at how beautiful she looked. She was wearing her royal regalia as usual, but she had also donned an incredible flowing white dress that made her look absolutely stunning. Her countenance seemed even more radiant than ever, and her very presence exuded intense sexuality. Just gazing upon her made Bluestreak's dick awaken.
“Mistress, you look so beautiful tonight!” Celestia stepped forward and gave Bluestreak a big hug; he returned the embrace, holding tight for a minute or more.
“Thank you Bluestreak. This was my formal attire for the Initiation ceremony for our traditional royal guards. The ceremony was very proper, and in many ways very dry. There was chamber music, royal gossip, speeches by esteemed guests; the kinds of things that are nice occasionally but get very old after so many years. It's the second ceremony of the night, for our special guards that my sister and I really enjoy.” Celestia flashed a seductive smile at Bluestreak. “It's going to be a night to remember Bluestreak. I just hope you're ready.”
“Ready as ever Mistress, just tell me what to do.”
“Such a good slave, eagerly awaiting his instructions!” Celestia said, beaming. “Now then, let me get your clothes ready; we need you to be the best-looking pony in the house when meeting your new circle of friends.” She magically opened the bottom drawer of his dresser, which Bluestreak had noticed earlier was locked during his intense room examination.
Bluestreak certainly was going to be the best looking pony, and in a very literal sense. He stood quietly in his room as Celestia magically dressed him up, first detaching the chain from his collar. She fitted a beautiful red saddle to his midsection that slid over his wings and kept them at his sides. She then attached a harness to his head which had blinders beside his eyes and a bit that fit into his mouth. Attached to this was a set of strong leather ropes that the rider could use to guide the pony, slapping his back if necessary. Celestia then fitted him with new red hoofshoes to wear and a hood of short red feathers that attached to the top of his head and flowed down over his mane. She finally replaced his usual black collar with a bright red one that had the word BITCH stitched into it. Bluestreak wasn't sure how to feel, although silly was certainly the first thing that came to his mind. Celestia also withdrew a riding crop from the drawer, and hovered it around Bluestreak. As a test of the crop, she gave him several hard whacks to his flanks that made Bluestreak squirm just a little.
“Now you truly look like a new initiate, my beautiful little slave! Since you're the only new slave this year, you're sure to get plenty of personal attention. Are you ready to make your grand entrance?”
“Yeth mithtreth,” mumbled Bluestreak, who had some difficulty speaking due to the bit in his mouth. Bluestreak was now feeling very nervous about appearing in front of others dressed as he was. But he also suspected that they had endured much the same treatment, a thought which set his mind at ease just a bit.
“Excellent, then let's get started straightaway!” Celestia levitated herself up and onto the saddle on Bluestreak's back. The princess was larger than most standard ponies so Bluestreak heaved a little when she settled herself into the saddle.
“Oh, let me help you out a little.” Celestia cast some sort of spell on herself that lightened her weight on Bluestreak, making it easier to breathe and also to walk with the Princess on his back. “Just a few simple rules first: you must only speak when spoken to and you must never, NEVER complain, whine, or moan about anything that occurs during the ceremony. You are expected to thank whomever whenever anypony does whatever. Is this understood, my slave?”
“Yeth mithreth.”
“Good. Then let's get going, shall we?” Celestia magically opened Bluestreak's room door and used the hovering crop to give Bluestreak an incredibly hard whack on the ass that made him fall forward just a little. Bluestreak winced, but tried hard not to show it, mindful of the night's rules. “Onward slave, your new friends await!”
Bluestreak trotted forward and out the door, feeling very self-conscious in his new pony clothes with the Princess riding on his back. With every few steps forward, Celestia would magically use the riding crop to spank his ass, alternating between cheeks each time. At the end of the long hallway, he could already see some other slaves peeking around the corner and cheering. As he drew nearer, he could hear a great din of noise as ponies were talking, clapping, hooting and hollering. As he walked forward into the main dungeon room, Celestia guided him to his right and had him parade around the room in circles several times. Occasionally, he would feel a hoof slap his flank as he trotted by. Ponies everywhere were standing around watching him as he was paraded around the room with Celestia on his back. The Princess waved to the ponies around the room while still giving him solid whacks with the riding crop. Bluestreak looked around as best he could with the blinders in his way and saw Silver Spear smiling at him from among the crowd. Eventually, Celestia guided Bluestreak toward the main stage. Princess Luna was on the stage with a big grin, cheering as Bluestreak trotted up the small set of stairs to the middle of the stage. The stage lights then came on overhead shining down brightly upon Bluestreak. Celestia gave him another hard whack with the crop and had him turn to face the crowd of ponies.
“Mares and gentlecolts,” Celestia said in her loudest and proudest voice, “With great exuberance, I present to you the 45th member of our wonderful harem of obedient slaves, Bluestreak!” The crowd of ponies roared with thunderous applause and loud cheers as Bluestreak simply looked around, dumbfounded by all the excitement. “So now slaves, have yourselves a drink, be merry and enjoy the night! Our newest initiate will be here on stage for any and all of you to enjoy at your leisure! Let the festivities begin!” With that pronouncement, the stage lights were shut off, the chandeliers dimmed, and a spinning ball overhead began refracting laser lights into all corners of the room. A DJ with a grand setup over by the bar began spinning records and the whole room became a loud thumping party. The bar became crowded with slaves and the barponies were hurrying to keep up. Some ponies were dancing, others were talking or yelling, and most were drinking heavily.
While all this was going on, Bluestreak just stood on the stage wondering what he was supposed to be doing. That answer came quickly as Luna went behind the bright red curtains and returned levitating a stock that was set upon the middle of the stage. Celestia got off Bluestreak's back and helped her sister, laying the riding crop down by Bluestreak's back legs. Most ponies in the room were too busy partying to even notice what was happening onstage. Bluestreak assumed that they probably already knew what was happening; it had likely happened to them at some point as well. The stock was set so that Bluestreak's left side would be facing toward the room. Celestia gave Bluestreak a hard whack on his flank which nudged him forward. The stock had a clear area to set one hooves and head, so Bluestreak reluctantly stepped forward and placed his head upon the middle section and his hooves up as well. The holes were lined with soft leather to prevent any chafing. Luna then levitated the top half of the stock down upon Bluestreak, effectively locking his head and fore hooves in place. He was stuck there for as long as the Princesses decided was necessary.
Luna stepped up to him and spoke loudly so Bluestreak could hear her above the booming music. “It's going to be a long wonderful night Bluestreak! Just hang in there, the best part of the night for you comes after the party is over! You'll need your mouth free too, so we'll take this bit out now.” Luna unhinged the bit from the rest of the pony gear and tossed it aside. She then gave him a kiss on his forehead before heading off stage to join a large group of ponies dancing on the floor. Celestia ambled down the stage stairs and began to dance with the rest of the ponies as well. Despite his blinders, Bluestreak was able to tilt his head enough to see the Princesses dancing with their slaves. Damn! For a couple of proper Princesses, they really know how to get down , he thought. Celestia could move her hooves in ways barely thought possible, and she could really shake her plot to the thumping beats. Luna was just as talented, performing some breakdancing moves as the crowd looked on. She even broke out her patented moonwalk as the crowd thunderously screamed their approval. Bluestreak just stood there, attached to the stock, feeling like he was missing out on all the fun.
As Bluestreak stood upon the stage, he heard a figure clamber up the stairs behind him. “Hey buddy, how's it going up here on the stocks?!” Silver Spear yelled to be heard above the music. Silver Spear walked around to his front so that Bluestreak could see him.
“It's alright I guess.” Bluestreak shouted back. “I was kinda hoping I could join the fun!”
“That comes later bro. For a while you gotta be the bitch tonight. Your collar even says so!” Silver Spear laughed, then shot Bluestreak a sly gaze. “Remember that introduction I promised you? I got a mare here who loves to see a man in a compromising position!” As he said this, Bluestreak heard another pony come up from behind him. He heard the pony stop next to his side, so that he couldn't get a look. The pony leaned forward and spoke into his ear.
“Hey big boy? How's your wing feeling these days?” Bluestreak's eyes went wide. He recognized that voice. It was Sunshine Goldenrod.
“Oh shit! I can't believe you're seeing me like this! And you're a nurse, not even a guard!” Bluestreak felt silly and stupid and elated all at the same time.
Sunshine spoke into his ear again, but did not come around to the front. “Don't worry, you big silly boy. We've all been through situations just like this. As for my nurse status, there are a few of us here who aren't officially guards, but managed to capture the eyes of the Princesses anyway.” The mare leaned in closer and continued. “You seem so very worried slave, let me help you release some tension. You're gonna need it in a few moments anyway. I've brought a friend with me who I think would like to get to know you a little better as well.”
“You mean Silver Spear?” Bluestreak asked.
“It's not me Bluestreak!” Silver Spear shouted over the music. “I'll be seeing you later. Right now, there's another pony who would like to introduce himself. But I think you two have already met!” Silver Spear's eyes looked past Bluestreak to another pony who must have been standing behind him. “His name's Emerald Fields! I'll let you two get acquainted! Later Blue!” Silver Spear turned and started dancing to the music as he left the stage, joining the group down below.
Bluestreak was still stuck looking forward, but could feel the presence of the two ponies behind him. If Emerald Fields was there, he wasn't talking. His presence was confirmed when he felt two hooves rest on his back, and a poke pushing against his ass. He immediately started getting nervous, feeling very exposed on this stage in front of dozens of other ponies. He felt Sunshine sidle below him and take a quick flick of her tongue across the tip of his dick. That was all it took for his member to begin standing at attention. Sunshine took another few flicks with her tongue and then reached her hooves up and started stoking him gently. As she did this, Bluestreak felt the other set of hooves start to massage his cutie marks. After just a few moments of this pleasure, his dick was fully erect. That was Sunshine's cue to get her mouth on his cock and start sucking away. The poke was still resting on his ass, but he barely noticed it as Sunshine started her masterful blowjob. Bluestreak felt his eyes half-close as he reveled purely in the sense of touch, unable to see what was actually happening.
I've been dreaming about fucking around with this mare since we met and here I am getting blown by her, and I didn't even have to try! he thought, as a huge grin spread across his face. As Sunshine continued to suck away, suddenly the poke at his ass became more intense. The poke then disappeared and he felt some spit coat his asshole and a hoof moving around his crack, spreading the spit around and pushing just a bit inside. The hooves then pressed hard against his flanks, and Bluestreak felt a dick push forward, just enough to squeeze inside of his ass.
Bluestreak gasped. “Ah, ah, okay, ouch... ouch!” Emerald's dick popped out and Bluestreak felt more spit being applied. Then just a second later, the dick pushed against his asshole again, pushed... pushed... and finally slid inside. Bluestreak gasped again, but it was noticeably more comfortable this second time around. He moaned softly as he felt the dick slowly sliding into his plot inch by inch. Finally, Emerald's dick had slid all the way in to the hilt, and Bluestreak could feel a set of balls rubbing at the base of his own cock. Sunshine continued to suck away, slobbering all over his cock, getting it nice and slick. The dick in Bluestreak's ass rested there motionless for a moment, before sliding out nearly all the way, then plunging right back in. What had been somewhat painful at first, now turned into intense pleasure as Emerald began fucking Bluestreak slowly, building into a more steady, but not rough rhythm. Emerald leaned forward and Bluestreak could feel his weight pressing down on his saddle. Emerald reached his hooves forward and wrapped them around Bluestreak's midsection as he fucked him.
Despite the intense pleasure, Bluestreak was still concerned about the great crowd to his left below the stage. He leaned his head to the side, trying to see past the blinders, just enough to peer out at the edge of crowd. A few ponies near the stage were looking on intently, but most weren't even watching, too focused on drinking and dancing to even bother looking his way. He suddenly realized then that he didn't care. He didn't give a shit. He was getting his dick sucked and his ass fucked and he didn't care if every pony in the world was watching. He shut his eyes and began focusing only on the sensations. Emerald alternated his fucking between long solid thrusts to the base of his dick, to a steadier fucking that mimicked the beat of the loud thumping music. Bluestreak loved it all. He reminded himself then that he was feeling a real dick in his ass for the first time in his life, and he loved it. There was no pain, just incredible pleasure, made all the more intense by the fact that his own dick was getting pleasured as well by the nurse whom he had been fantasizing about for the past week. Sunshine continued her masterful sucking, sometimes coming all the way off his dick, only to lick up and down the outside before plunging her face back on.
Every now and then, Emerald Fields would pull all the way out of Bluestreak's ass, only to reenter moments later. Emerald groaned as he continued to fuck Bluestreak, picking up his pace a little, slapping his balls against Bluestreak's plot with every thrust. Bluestreak just stood there and took it happily; that goofy grin still on his face, loving the fact that he had discovered a new source of sexual pleasure within himself that he had never known until becoming a slave. After another few minutes of pounding, Emerald suddenly plunged very deep and moaned loudly. Bluestreak could feel Emerald's dick start to spasm, and then hot shots of cum shoot into his plot as Emerald's dick emptied itself, nestled tightly in his ass to the hilt. Bluestreak could feel Emerald's cock throb with each shot of cum, a warm and soothing sensation inside his body. After a minute or so of the hot spurts, Emerald pulled out slowly and then rubbed the head of his dick on Bluestreak's asshole for a moment. As he was doing this, Bluestreak could feel himself getting ready to burst into Sunshine's Goldenrod's mouth, but it was at that very moment that she moved her lips off and stood up next to him. He was immediately disappointed. She went around to the front of Bluestreak, so that he could gaze upon her for the first time. She looked incredibly hot, all dolled up for the ceremony with heels and stockings, and her black collar made her truly look slutty.
Sunshine yelled over the music, “Your dick is fantastic Bluestreak! Damn, I love sucking off a nice big meaty cock like yours! We're going to have to get better acquainted sometime soon! For now though, you gotta save your orgasm! I can't let you cum yet!” She gave him a big kiss on the lips, before turning, winking and then walking off the stage. Bluestreak stared at her fantastic plot as the golden mare walked away, her yellow and black tail swaying back and forth with the sultry swing of her flanks. Bluestreak couldn't wait until the day he could tap that ass. And with an introduction like that, he figured it couldn't be too far away. Bluestreak's dick was still very hard, begging for release, but he guessed that his moment to finally explode was still a long way off.
Emerald Fields next walked around to the front of Bluestreak, flashed him a big grin, and gave him a kiss as well. Bluestreak was a little startled, but with everything he'd experienced in the last few days, a kiss from a stallion was hardly surprising at all. “Now,” said Emerald authoritatively. “How bout you get me cleaned up?”
“What? Gross Emerald! I don't wanna...” Bluestreak's words were cut off when Emerald shoved his dick into Bluestreak's mouth.
“Clean it off slave, just like I asked. I don't want to have to tell Celestia that you were whining about an order.” Emerald stared down at Bluestreak as he basically face-fucked him. Bluestreak's head was held in place, so there was nowhere he could move it to get away from Emerald's semi-erect dick. Emerald pumped it into his mouth a few more times before withdrawing and then slapping it on Bluestreak's face a few times. Bluestreak gagged a little and then spit on the floor. “You ARE an obedient slave Bluestreak! I'll have to let you return the favor sometime!” Emerald then turned around to the crowd of ponies still dancing and drinking. Bluestreak could tell that a few more had walked over to the stage and were staring up at him. Emerald yelled, “Okay, you crazy stallions! I got him loosened up pretty good so y'all have at it!”
A couple more slave ponies, clearly buzzed from the alcohol, stumbled onto the stage. A unicorn pony went behind Bluestreak and used his magic to levitate the riding crop and slap his ass with it. He climbed aboard Bluestreak's saddle and yelled “Yeehaw!” as another drunk slave pony walked up to the front of Bluestreak and promptly shoved his dick right into Bluestreak's mouth. Princess Luna took a break from her dancing to climb onstage and watch the festivities. She was clearly getting a little inebriated as well and let out a loud belch.
“Oh, excuse me!” the Princess said, giggling. She then half-turned, half-stumbled toward the pony whose dick was in Bluestreak's mouth and began assaulting his face with her tongue. A few more ponies trotted onto the stage, watching the show. One bent down close to the floor to suck on Bluestreak's semi-erect schlong while another sidled up behind and slowly shoved his dick deep into Bluestreak's ass. Celestia then joined the party on stage and walked up to the slave who was riding on Bluestreak's saddle. She began kissing the pony and massaging his dick with her hooves, causing him to lean back and rest his hooves just above Bluestreak's tail. Celestia then bent down and Bluestreak could hear her slobbering loudly on the pony's cock as he moaned. The pony fucking Bluestreak grabbed his tail and wrapped his hooves around it, yanking it from time to time as he pumped Bluestreak's plot. Every so often he would bring a hard slap down on his flank. Bluestreak was so stimulated he could barely think.
Bluestreak closed his eyes and just went with it, loving every moment, focusing on every sensation, giving in fully to the experience. He was being used as a cumslut by a ballroom full of crazy slave ponies, and he couldn't be more excited. He was getting sucked off, face-fucked, ass-fucked, and being ridden by a crazy slave whose dick was being sucked by Her Royal Highness. This combination continued for a few minutes more before the pony who had his dick in Bluestreak's mouth unloaded several shots of cum into Bluestreak's throat. Before the pony had even finished spurting, he had pulled out of Bluestreak's mouth, shooting one last load onto his face. Bluestreak had no chance to clean it off with his tongue before another dick had already replaced the first. Bluestreak felt the pony fucking his ass give a hard yank to his tail before he blew his load as well. He could feel the hot shots of cum coat the lining of his ass, before the slave pulled his dick all the way out. He felt some of the jizz leak out and begin dribbling down his legs. Princess Luna broke off the kiss with the first pony and started making out with the one who had replaced him, and who was now pumping Bluestreak's throat. In the distance of his blurred mind, Bluestreak heard the pony who was riding him scream out in pleasure, presumably shooting his load into Celestia's mouth. Celestia made some slurping noises and then walked around to the front of Bluestreak, grabbed her sister, tearing her away from the slave pony, and started making out with her fiercely. As he glanced upward, with a dick still in his mouth, Bluestreak could see the two royal sisters tongue kissing, little trails of cum falling out the sides of their mouths as they did so. Just as he himself was getting ready to explode, the pony sucking his dick stopped doing so, took up position behind him and quickly shoved his dick in to the base. He fucked Bluestreak hard, slapping his balls on Bluestreak's flank with every thrust. As this was happening, the pony face-fucking Bluestreak blew his load into his throat, the warm spurts of cum filling the inside of Bluestreak's mouth. He could barely swallow any more so he let it just dribble out of his mouth onto his chin. Celestia and Luna saw this, and as the slave pony moved back the two Princesses leaned over and began licking every inch of Bluestreak's face, slurping the cum off him and swirling it around their mouths before going back to each other with passionate kissing. The pony who had been riding Bluestreak jumped off the saddle and was quickly replaced by another.
As Bluestreak opened his half-lidded eyes (and when there wasn't a pony dick directly in front of him) he could see that the sex party atmosphere had moved on to include others besides himself. On the stage alone there were two other groups of stallions going at it with each other, and even a couple mares had joined in the fun, getting fucked hard by some of the other slaves. Bluestreak's body was getting worn out from the nonstop barrage of dick and cum, but there seemed to be no end to the orgy. He would usually have only a minute or two of rest before another dick would be coming at him, either towards his mouth, or filling up his plot. He had become a living sex toy, and the other slaves had no regard for how they were treating him. As exhausting as it was, Bluestreak realized that he was happy to be able to help his fellow slaves get their rocks off, even if it was at the expense of his own lack of orgasm.
The orgy continued for another two hours or so before Bluestreak could handle no more. His throat was raw from having swallowed so much cum and his face was covered in shots of jizz. His ass was incredibly sore from having so many dicks shoved into it in such a small space of time. Just when he thought he couldn't handle any more, he felt the top half of the stocks being levitated up. He immediately collapsed to the stage floor panting heavily, eyes closed. He just laid there crumpled on the stage for several minutes before half-opening his eyes to look around. Now free from the stocks, he was able to just barely lift up his head and gaze around the room. There were slave ponies everywhere in various states of disarray. Several slaves had already passed out on the stage; others were lying on the dungeon floor. Some were making out on the various couches around the room, while others were stumbling towards the bar, ridiculously hounding the barponies for yet another drink. The only pony in the room who still seemed to be actively fucking was the DJ, who was relentlessly pounding a mare bent over his table, her screams of pleasure the only real noise to be heard outside of the still-thumping records. Luna and Celestia were lying on a couch, wrapped in each others arms. Bluestreak started to stand, but his legs immediately gave out. He collapsed again, and his mind went dark.
* * * * *
When Bluestreak came to hours later, he found himself splayed out on a couch in the dungeon, his pony gear disheveled. He tried to get up but immediately fell to the floor, his body still sore from the punishment it had received. The room was still dim, but the music had stopped. There were a few ponies milling about, cleaning up what looked to be a disaster area. There were still a good number of ponies passed out or asleep, although most of them had been moved to the couches. Bluestreak pulled himself off the floor, and removed the blinders from his eyes, went over the bar, and plopped down on a stool. Empty bottles and knocked-over glasses were everywhere and a sticky film of alcohol covered the length of the bar. A barpony was behind the counter cleaning off an immense pile of dirty mugs and shot glasses. Bluestreak had a throbbing headache and thought a good stiff drink might help out. After all, he was one of the few ponies who hadn't had a drink all night.
The barpony looked up as he approached. “Well hey, there. Our newest initiate has returned to the land of the living! That was quite a show you put on up there, Bluestreak. How does it feel to be an official part of the group?” the barpony asked.
“Great, I suppose. But damn, I'm sore.”
The barpony chuckled. “Well, I know how that feels. We've all spent our time in the stocks before. Some of us handled it better than others. I'd say your performance was one of the best of the last few years. Plus, the fact that you were the only initiate means you got a little more attention than you might have otherwise. Would you like a drink?”
“Yes please! A shot of your best whiskey if possible. And I'll follow that up with your hoppiest beer.” Bluestreak said. “And by the way, what time is it?”
“It's just past 5:00 am. You hit the floor about 2:00. Celestia found you, washed up your face, and carried you over to the couch. Technically, the party doesn't end until dawn, so there's still an hour or so to live it up. But it looks like you're about the only one with any life left. Most of the other ponies succumbed to the drink before they could make it to the morning.” The pony set the whiskey shot down in front Bluestreak who downed it without hesitation. The beer came a moment later and Bluestreak took a nice long swig.
“Whoa, my! That is one hoppy beer! Fantastic!” Bluestreak exclaimed.
“That's our Quadruple IPA. Best damn beer bits can buy and brewed right here in Canterlot.” The barpony resumed his cleaning of the glasses, before getting out a rag and wiping off the bar. He continued, “You know, you might want to head back to your room soon. I think you may have a guest in there waiting for you.” Bluestreak's ears perked up at that, and he quickly downed the rest of the beer.
“What do I owe you?” Bluestreak asked.
“Are you kidding? This is an open bar kid. The Princesses' slaves never pay for their drinks here.” The barpony smiled. “Now get out of here and go meet your friend.”
Bluestreak smiled back and slid off the stool, stumbling awkwardly but managing to stay on his feet. His head was still throbbing but the drinks had helped a little. He walked down the long dormitory-style hallway to his room, the last one on the left and pushed the door open. He was expecting to see one of the Princesses inside, but instead he saw Sunshine Goldenrod reclining on his bed, flipping through an issue of Stallions at Play . She flashed him a huge smile as he entered the room.
“Well, well,” she said, tossing the magazine aside. “I haven't seen an initiate take an evening in the stocks so willingly in years! You were fantastic up there!”
“Thanks,” Bluestreak said sheepishly. “It was a little more than I was expecting, but overall I enjoyed it a lot more than I thought I would. Can't say I'd want to go through it again though. I'm surprised you're still awake.”
“Well, I thought you might like to see a friendly face after waking up from your fuck-induced stupor,” Sunshine said with genuine enthusiasm in her voice. “Why don't you get that pony gear off and rest here next to me for a while?”
Bluestreak removed the saddle, the feathered headdress, and the red hoof shoes and fell onto the bed next to Sunshine. She had removed her heels and stockings and her hooves were clad in purple striped socks. Bluestreak laid there for a moment and took several deep breaths, working the kinks out of his back. He turned his head to Sunshine. “You know Miss Goldenrod, I didn't know you even knew who I was until just a few hours ago, and yet here you are, lying on my bed, having stayed awake for hours just to greet me. And I come to find that you're a slave for the Princesses too, just like me.”
“Please, call me Sunshine. And... well, I'm hardly just like you. I've been with this group for several years now and I'm obviously not a guard. I've always thought you were the sexiest recruit from the new batch of guards this year. When you walked into the hospital with your injured rotator muscle, I was super excited to work with you. Not that I was excited about your injured wing of course, but you know what I mean.”
Bluestreak couldn't help but smile as she spoke. She looked so cute telling him her little story.
Sunshine continued, “As I worked on your wing, in the back of my mind I was secretly hoping that the Princesses' would choose you to join our group. In fact,” she said, flashing him a sexy smile, “Silver Spear and I may have had something to do with your getting chosen.”
“Really?” Bluestreak asked, surprised.
“Well, like I said, I thought you were sexy from the first time I saw you, and I knew you were friends with Silver Spear. Since he's an overseer, I knew he would have some pull in the Princesses' decisions, so I had him talk to them on your behalf. Originally, they were considering not choosing any slaves from this year's group of guards, but I think his little chat with them changed their minds.” She hesitated for just a moment. “Anyway, the truth is I was really hoping you'd be chosen as a slave, because I knew it would be difficult to get close to you if I couldn't share this side of my life with you. I mean, that is, if you would also like to get close to me.”
“Wow,” Bluestreak said. “Well, yeah. Yeah, I'd like to get to know you better. I had no idea you felt this way.” He stared up at the ceiling pondering this new information. After a moment, he turned back to Sunshine. “So... how did you get to be a slave? Are you the only slave who isn't one of the royal guards?”
“No, there are a few of us, but that's a story for another day. I'd rather not talk about that right now.” They lay on the bed for a moment in silence, before Sunshine spoke again. “And if I remember right, you're the only pony in our whole circle of friends who hasn't yet cum tonight.”
Bluestreak laughed for just a moment, and turned his head toward Sunshine. “Yeah I suppose you're right,” he said with a big grin on his face.
Sunshine shot him back her sexiest bedroom-eyes look and said softly, “Well then, maybe we should change that.”
“Well that sounds like a damn good plan,” Bluestreak replied, excited. “You don't think the Princesses would mind?”
“I already talked to Celestia. It won't be a problem.” Sunshine leaned over and kissed him, an intense, long kiss with just the right amount of tongue. Despite all the sex he'd had that day, Bluestreak realized that this was his first real kiss he'd had that evening. Bluestreak pulled Sunshine close to his body and hugged her with his hooves. The feel of her socks on his skin was subtly arousing. As they continued to kiss for a few minutes more, Sunshine Goldenrod pulled herself up on top of Bluestreak. When they broke the kiss, Sunshine gazed deep into Bluestreak's eyes. He looked back, admiring the bright blue of her eyes; how it created a wonderful contrast to her golden fur and yellow and black mane. She spoke, “You've been working hard all night. Now it's your turn to rest, so just lay back on the bed and let me get to work.”
Sunshine smiled again and leaned forward, kissing him again as she slid her body down over his. She could feel Bluestreak getting hard again, his dick working upward and rubbing against her back. Bluestreak's wings began to spread wide, finally free from the constricting saddle. Sunshine lifted her backside up and tilted her ass a little until her delicate lips were just above the tip of his cock. She pulled away from the kiss, and stared directly into Bluestreak's eyes as she lowered herself onto his cock, slowly working her way down his length until she was sitting completely on his cock. She broke their stare, arching her head back and moaning passionately. Bluestreak brought his hooves up and rubbed her flanks, massaging the area around her caduceus cutie mark. Sunshine began to move her hips up and down on his stiff dick, moaning softly as she did so. Bluestreak laid his head back on the bed pillows and stared up at the lovely mare who had waited for hours just to have a chance to sit on his dick. He decided to help her out a little by thrusting his hips up and down to match her movements. Bluestreak could feel Sunshine's warmth surround his cock as she continued to bob up and down. As Sunshine brought her head forward again their eyes met. Both ponies just stared at each other for minutes, gazing into the eyes of the other while the steady fucking continued. Bluestreak felt his heart melt as he stared back at this incredible mare. He realized at that moment that this was the most passionate sex he had in years, maybe ever. He could feel Sunshine tighten her grip around his manhood, and he could see in her face that she was on the verge of climax. Bluestreak thrusted his hips up hard and felt Sunshine's body tense up. She let out a small scream as she came, squeezing his dick tightly with her pussy. As she did so, Bluestreak lost all control and released his own climax into her. He grit his teeth as he felt his cock shoot waves of cum into her body. His orgasm was intensely powerful, having been unable to release it all night.
As his mind slowly regained focus, Bluestreak could feel a noticeable wetness around his legs as the two ponies lay there, both panting and sighing from the incredible release. After another minute, Sunshine pulled up and off of Bluestreak's dick, sliding her body to the side, and resting one fore leg across his chest. The ponies laid there in sweaty silence for a few minutes before Sunshine finally spoke. “We should do this again sometime,” she said softly, with a post-orgasm smile on her face.
“Definitely,” was all Bluestreak could come up with in his muddled mental state. He then asked, “So... can we get close to each other and still fulfill our role as slaves for the Princesses?”
“Of course,” Sunshine answered slowly, still recovering from her climax. “The Princesses are always happy to see couples together as slaves. It usually makes them docile, more willing to follow orders. I think they'd be thrilled to hear that you and I are... together. That is, if you want to be together.”
Bluestreak closed his eyes, but found himself unable to stop smiling. “I think I'd like that,” he said. The two ponies were then quiet, both feeling exhausted from the evening itself and their subsequent time together. They fell asleep on the bed, their hooves entwined, each thinking of the other as their minds began to drift.
Inside the Princesses' Royal Chambers
As always, thank you to Art Inspired for finding all the little flaws before this gets published.
Chapter 4: Commitment
“And you're sure he feels the same way about you?” Princess Celestia asked, her gaze not shifting from the eyes of the mare now addressing her. She was sitting on the bed of her chamber, resting comfortably with a roaring fire blazing within the hearth. The weather had turned cold over the last few days, and the seasons were clearly beginning to shift.
“Yes mistress. We've been together for over two weeks now. I know it is not long, but I felt you should know, so that when you see us, you will understand that our connection is greater than mere friendship,” Sunshine Goldenrod said, her voice sure and calm as she addressed her master.
“That is fine Sunshine. However, you must remember that all couples within our ranks must understand that my sister and I are still their masters. Does Bluestreak realize that despite his affection for you, both of you must still share time with us?”
“He does mistress. And he is ready to enjoy the presence of all who would have him as a partner, including the other slaves.”
“And you are certain there will be no jealousy in his heart when he sees you with others, or for that matter, that you will be acceptable seeing him with other ponies?”
“I am certain mistress,” Goldenrod replied. “We have discussed that very issue and he has said as much.”
Princess Celestia beamed. “Well then Goldenrod, I am very happy for the both of you! It is always wonderful to see pairings between our loyal harem of obedient slaves! You do realize that this commitment made between the two of you will have to be made official in the presence of your masters, do you not?” Celestia asked.
“I have heard of such things from the other slaves, but was unaware that any official ceremony needed to take place.” Goldenrod was confused, but her face betrayed no concern.
“Indeed, for few of our slaves have made such a commitment to one another. It is unfortunately rare to see pairings such as the two of you. Bluestreak has made very positive strides in our service, and we are delighted that you have chosen him. I will say little about the commitment ceremony. The both of you will simply have to trust that my sister and I always have the best interests of our slaves at heart.” Celestia paused and smiled, before adding, “So, would Friday evening work for the two of you?”
“I do believe that would be acceptable mistress. My shift in the clinic ends at 7pm and that is one of Bluestreak's off days. I don't imagine it would be a problem for him. In fact, I think he would rather enjoy it.” Goldenrod replied, smiling.
“Yes, I think you will both have a wonderful evening. My sister will be excited as it has been quite a while since we've had a chance to conduct the ceremony. Again Goldenrod, I am happy to hear that you have found a special somepony within our ranks to share your life with. Before I allow you to take your leave; since you're already here in my chambers, will you pleasure me?”
“Certainly mistress. How would you like me to do so?”
“Would you use your tongue on my pussy, Sunshine? You do it so well, and it has been a while since another mare besides my sister has pleased me in that way.” Celestia reclined on her bed spreading out her legs and allowing Sunshine a beautiful view of the royal lips. Goldenrod climbed atop the bed eagerly and leaned forward, her muzzle taking a whiff of the Princess' silky slit. She closed her eyes and licked the princesses' soft, moist lips, taking extra care to suck and play with Celestia's clit as well. She stuck her tongue deep into her mistress as far as it would go, licking back and forth on the inside of Celestia's warm folds, retreating only to nip and lick Celestia's clit before diving her tongue inside again. After some minutes, the Princess could stand no more, and came with a small gasp onto Sunshine's face. Sunshine lapped up the juices as much as she could and then climbed atop her Princess and gave her a passionate kiss. The two held the embrace for a moment, and upon breaking, the Princess licked Sunshine's muzzle.
“Thank you Sunshine. That was quite pleasurable. You have honed your skills, I can tell.”
Sunshine blushed. “Thank you mistress. I have been practicing with a few of the other mares.”
“Excellent Sunshine. Continuing education in the art of sexuality is what we hope our slaves will strive for. Now, you may leave my chambers and return to your position at the clinic. Do remember our appointment this Friday and make sure Bluestreak accompanies you. The ceremony will be conducted in the dark room.”
“The dark room? But mistress, are you sure Bluestreak will be ready for such a test? I am surprised that this commitment ceremony you speak of will be performed there.” Goldenrod said, her voice showing just a hint of concern.
“What better way to get him acquainted with all aspects of our lifestyle? The ceremony will be held there as it always has been. Don't be worried Goldenrod, Bluestreak will be just fine. He will learn to love the ways of our group, just as you have,” Celestia replied, smiling.
“I suppose you're right mistress. Very well then, I shall take my leave and see you on Friday after my clinic shift. Good night mistress, and have a pleasant evening.” Goldenrod turned to leave. As she did so, she felt a soft, yet firm slap upon her plot and turned, smiling as she noticed the riding crop hovering behind her.
“Good evening Goldenrod. I will see you Friday.” Celestia beamed a big smile and closed the door behind Sunshine as she trotted out. Once the door had closed, Celestia rubbed her hoof firmly against her still wet vagina, then brought it to her mouth and gave it a lick.
* * * * *
Bluestreak adjusted his collar before leaning forward and focusing his eyes intently on the balls before him. He lined up his shot at the table and swung the stick forward. It struck the cue ball which skipped off the side of its intended target, and contacted his own solid 5 ball, knocking it into the corner pocket. He cursed his poor playing. “Damnit! Well now I don't have a chance. Go ahead and finish me off you shark.”
“With pleasure,” Silver Spear replied. He was true to his word, knocking in the last two solid balls, and then sinking the 8 in the side pocket. “Good game buddy, but you need to work on your shots. I'm getting tired of winning all the time.” Silver Spear set his stick into the cue caddy and turned to Bluestreak. “Let's grab a couple of beers and get this night going.”
“Beer? I don't know man.” Bluestreak looked down, contemplating the idea of yet more late nights. “I've been pretty drunk and partying hard the last few days. And the Initiation ceremony made up for about a year's worth of evenings spent at home. I'm thinking I'm maybe gonna bail, get some rest. Besides I gotta work my patrol tomorrow.”
Silver Spear flashed Bluestreak a clear face of disapproval. “Aw c'mon you pussy! Its only 8pm! That gives you a solid 12 hours till you gotta start your patrol anyway. I'm not talking about busting out the whiskey shots.”
“Look Silver, I just...,” Bluestreak stammered, before being cut off by receiving a hard smack on the ass. Bluestreak turned to see the stallion behind him.
Emerald Fields flashed a huge smile and bellowed, “Hey, it's the champion of the stocks! How's it going Blue? I haven't seen you since the last time I blew my load in your mouth! How's that plot feeling these days?”
Bluestreak rolled his eyes at the awkward introduction. “Ah, it's great I guess. Still maybe a little sore, but with what I've been through in the last couple weeks, I think I can take what anypony can dish out.” Bluestreak said, smiling sheepishly.
“Glad to hear it. Well I just got off my post guarding the Princesses' door and I'm ready to get this night started. Let's grab some drinks!” The three ponies headed over to the bar and climbed atop the stools. Emerald roared to the bartender, “Whiskey shots all around my good sir!”
“Coming right up,” the barpony replied, his hooves flying and expertly pouring three shots of his strongest whiskey, then sliding them down the bar, each shot stopping perfectly in front of its intended imbiber.
Bluestreak just stared down at the shot, “Uh, Silver Spear, I said I wasn't interested in getting any shots tonight.”
“And I didn't order them Blue, but there's one in front of you now, so you better not waste this bar's choice spirits.”
“No whiskey?” Emerald Fields asked, shooting Bluestreak a look of shocked surprise. “This is Buck Daniel's Private Reserve, the best you can order here at the Dungeon Bar. Better drink up. Here, you probably just need a chaser. Barpony! This young stallion here needs some of your spiced cider to chase down this shot of pure heaven.” Without saying a word, the barpony filled a mug of cider and plopped it down in front of Bluestreak.
“There Bluestreak, now you've got something to wash it down with, so I don't want to hear another word about it.”
“Well, actually I didn't want the whiskey because I was hoping to get some...”
“I said not another word, Blue!” Emerald spoke, cutting him off. “Now down that baby, and let's get this night started off right. Emerald smacked him hard on the back, then turned to his own shot, downed it quickly and immediately ordered another. Silver Spear followed suit.
Bluestreak again stared blankly at his shot. Oh, what the hell. It's not like my patrol is so hard, and I do have a full 12 hours until it starts. Bluestreak tipped back the shot, nearly choked, then took a few huge gulps of the surprisingly strong cider. “Whoo! I can feel that one burning!”
“That's how you're supposed to feel Blue! It means you're drinking quality,” Emerald replied. “How about another you big softy?”
Bluestreak suddenly felt emboldened. He knew it was probably the whiskey talking, but he spoke anyway, “Barpony! Another round of whiskey shots please! And beers for the three of us as well!”
“That's the spirit Blue! Gimme a hoof!” Silver Spear said with a huge smile, extending his hoof to Bluestreak. They brohoofed, and just seconds later had already finished their second whiskey shots. Bluestreak gave another loud “Whoo!” after finishing the shot, then swiveled in his stool to sit facing away from the bar. He rested his back on the bar as he leaned, facing the immense room.
“Ah this is the life,” Bluestreak uttered, almost unconsciously.
“It sure is.” Silver Speark remarked. “I almost feel sorry for all those other guard ponies that go about their daily rituals, blissfully unaware that a dungeon of sexual freedom lies just below their hooves.”
Bluestreak pondered this for a moment. “Yeah, true. But a lot of those guys have families and wives and whatnot. A lot of them wouldn't be ready for this kind of stuff. I guess it takes a special kind of slut to appreciate what we have,” Bluestreak said, chuckling at his own statement.
“And you're certainly one of those sluts Bluestreak,” Emerald Fields added, shooting him a sly smile. “I was a little worried that you'd shy away from all this after the Initiation ceremony, but you seem to have embraced it. Have you had any private sessions with the Princesses since that night?”
“No I haven't, and speaking of that, when do I get to do... well, just that?”
Silver Spear responded, “They'll let you know. The Princesses never leave their slaves hanging.” The three ponies were silent for a moment, just staring around the main chamber as they sipped their beers. The hall was still relatively quiet, about half full, most ponies just getting their night started. A few were drinking beer, several others were making out passionately on various couches. One stallion was clearly rubbing his hoof over another mare's crotch, and Bluestreak could see the pleasure on her face. He continued to stare at the pair, feeling no shame, knowing that that there was no reason to. After all, he'd seen a lot in the couple weeks he had been a slave.
“Hey,” Bluestreak said to either of his friends. “Do you guys know those two over on the couch getting close.”
Silver Spear replied, “The mare is Crimson Moon. I think the stallion is Darkest Days, but I'm not sure. He's usually with Luna on the night patrol, so I don't interact with him much.”
“Darkest Days? That's kind of a sinister name.”
“The guards that work patrol for Luna are often quite sinister. I think being scary is part of the job. After all, night shift is usually when the real criminals roam the streets.” Silver Spear stared at the pony, watching him work his magic on the red-hued mare.
Emerald found himself staring at the pair as well, before averting has gaze to Bluestreak, “So Blue, I guess you and Sunshine are getting pretty close, eh?”
“Yeah... yeah I guess we are. I really like her a lot.” Bluestreak contemplated a moment before choosing his next words. “She's spunky, cool, smart, she's damn sexy... really damn sexy.” Bluestreak's words trailed off as he stared forward, smiling while thinking about his girl. My girl, he thought. My girl is fucking hot, and I'm tapping that ass!
Silver Spear interrupted Bluestreak's daydreaming. “Yeah, she's pretty fucking hot. I wouldn't mind tapping that ass.”
Bluestreak looked over at him, suddenly angry, although he knew he probably shouldn't be. “Yeah, but she's my girl, so don't you go getting any ideas.”
“Oh, I see, she's YOUR girl,” Silver Spear retorted. “Well don't go telling that to the stallions she was with last night.”
Bluestreak was suddenly very concerned. “What are you talking about? She was with somepony else last night?”
“I don't know. Maybe she was, maybe she wasn't. Was she with you?”
“Well no, she said she had to be up early for med shift, so she went to her own place on the main level. Or at least that's what I thought. I actually didn't really see her at all yesterday.” Bluestreak was silent for a moment. “So do you think she was with somepony else?”
“I said I don't know bro. But you gotta realize that sharing partners comes with the territory down here. I've been with a lot of mares and plenty of stallions, and it doesn't mean that I want to date them. In some cases I just fucked some ponies that I wanted to have fun with, and other times I was actually forced to fuck certain ponies. But usually I didn't have to get forced too hard,” Silver Spear said with a smirk.
Emerald cut in as well, “Silver's right Bluestreak. She may be your girl and she may even want you to be here stallion, but I guarantee you that at some point she's gonna have other partners. She may even be forced to rut with another pony on the Princesses' orders. This is all part of what being a slave is about. Sexual freedom does not come easily if you have jealousy issues.”
Bluestreak had a scowl across his face. He did not like the way this conversation was going. “I need another beer.” He swiveled in his chair to face the barpony and immediately ordered a shot of whiskey along with his beer. He drank silently, pondering this unexpected information. But in truth, it wasn't really unexpected. He knew what this life was all about, at least he thought. He knew that Sunshine Goldenrod had been a slave much longer than he, and had probably already screwed around with other ponies. But she was his girl now, so didn't that change things? He wasn't sure. He decided not to think about it.
Silver Spear put his forehoof around Bluestreak. “Hey, lighten up bro. Sunshine's a good girl and you know she'll be honest with you. I don't think you have to worry about her. Why don't we grab a table by the stage and enjoy the show. It's gonna be starting soon.”
“Show?” Bluestreak asked.
“Yeah, the schedule is posted by the stage. You can sign up sometime if you like. Tonight, I believe it's, hmm... let me go check.” Silver Spear when to inspect a piece of paper tacked up on a board at the far side of the stage while Bluestreak and Emerald Fields moved to a table. He returned a moment later smiling. “Well I guess they were just getting warmed up on the couch. Tonight's entertainment is Crimson Moon and Darkest Days.”
“What do you mean? What show?” Bluestreak asked again.
“Have you not seen a show yet? Anypony can sign up if they want to show off their stuff. Crimson Moon and Darkest Days are going to fuck on stage and anypony is free to watch. If you're into voyeurism it doesn't get much better than that. Plus, it's sometimes good to pick up a few pointers about what makes certain ponies tick. After all, I might get a chance to nail Crimson Moon someday! I need to know what she likes!”
“Or Darkest Days as well.” Emerald Fields added. “You never know who the Princesses' are going to want you to get close too.” He shot Bluestreak that sly smile again, and Bluestreak smiled meekly back, no longer a stranger to the idea of getting intimate with a stallion.
Bluestreak decided the show would be a good distraction to get his mind off thoughts of others being with Sunshine. He settled into his chair. As he did so, the iron door at the far end of the Dungeon swung open and Princess Celestia emerged. Several ponies waved or greeted her with a, “Hello mistress!” Bluestreak waved as well, and she shot him a big smile from across the room. She smiled and waved to the other ponies in the audience, then took her seat with no great fanfare. There was no light show or musical number as the two ponies moved onto the stage, already groping each other before they even reached the bed that had been sitting in the middle. They simply fell into each other passionately and the foreplay began. Princess Celestia watched from her seat, a smile on her face. As the performance began, Celestia turned her gaze to where Bluestreak was sitting and studied his face. She stared at him for a long while before turning her eyes back to the stage. Bluestreak watched as well, and while the show was admittedly pretty hot, he found that it was all too easy to envision Darkest Days plowing his cock deep into Sunshine's plot. He wondered if he ever had.
* * * * *
Bluestreak woke the next morning in his chamber bed, his head still ringing from the raucous night before. He hazily remembered the show on stage, another couple of beers, making out with a few other ponies, and then... not a whole lot else. He was pretty sure he had some fun. Sunshine Goldenrod was not lying next to him, so he was pretty sure he hadn't seen her. He groaned and rolled out of bed, stretching his wings. His collar had been removed the night before by one of the unicorns and was lying by his bed. He donned his regular palace guard armor, trotted out his room, down the long hall, through the Dungeon proper to the far side, and up the winding staircase. He emerged in basement sublevel-B, pushing mops, buckets and various equipment aside as he exited the door marked 'janitor's closet.' He locked it behind him and made his way to the main level to begin his patrol.
Bluestreak had been assigned to watch the west wing on this day; therefore he would be close to the clinic where Sunshine was working. When he neared her area, he decided to drop in and say hi. He hadn't seen her for a couple of days now and needed to reassure himself that she was still most definitely his special somepony. He didn't get the opportunity however. When he entered the clinic he could see her on the far side tending to numerous other guards who had hurt themselves. He knew that today was the training day for some new recruits. Some of them looked pretty weak, maybe not cut out for the job, and had no doubt injured themselves during the rigorous training exercises. Of course, I did to, so maybe I shouldn't judge , he thought. Sunshine did see him across the room, but was only able to wave her hoof and smile given the busy nature of the clinic. Still, she did look genuinely glad to see that he had stopped by though, so Bluestreak took that as a positive sign.
The rest of the day passed by uneventfully, until 6pm finally rolled around, and he could be free to do as he pleased. The day was Thursday, so he would be spending the evening in his 'normal' dormitory room, surrounded by other ponies who had no idea about his sexual exploits. It made him feel a little special, a little mysterious, this quiet, seldom-seen pony who lived a double life. But it did mean he had to be very cautious around these other guards, choosing his words carefully. Since he was rarely around though, he hadn't made many close friends among these ponies, so most of them were rather indifferent to his occasional presence.
Bluestreak stopped by the clinic after his shift, hoping to spend some time with Sunshine. She was still busy, but beamed when she saw him arrive, and was able to have one of the other nurses tend to her patient.
“Bluestreak! Hey baby, I missed you!” She planted a big kiss on his muzzle, and Bluestreak reciprocated, wrapping his hooves around her and slipping her some tongue.
After the embrace, Bluestreak inquired, “So are you going to be free tonight? Maybe you and I could get together, get close, and see what comes up?” He flashed his cheesiest smile.
Sunshine rolled her eyes. “As much as I'd love to 'see what comes up,' I'm unfortunately working late tonight. Luna's guard training starts after the sun sets, so I'll be working most of the night shift as well.” Sunshine could see that Bluestreak was disappointed by the answer. “Oh, don't feel bad, Blue. We're gonna be able to be together all day tomorrow! And I know for a fact that the Princesses' have something special planned for the two of us!”
Bluestreak's expression perked up at this news. “Really? Something special? Like what?”
“Well...,” Sunshine said slowly, flashing him a seductive grin, “Maybe something that lets the other ponies know that you and I are more than just friends.”
“Wow! That's... that's awesome. That's just what I needed to hear, given my feelings about... well, nothing really. That's just great news!”
“I'm glad you're excited baby! I have to work the clinic tomorrow until 6pm again, so I'll see you in your private chamber after work. I've got to get back to work now, but you can mull that news over until tomorrow night, my big sexy pony!” She rubbed her hooves through his mane and planted another kiss on his lips. “Bye now.” She batted her eyes, and swept her tail to the side as she sauntered away, giving Bluestreak an eyeful of her gorgeous plot.
Bluestreak smiled, knowing what was most likely in store for tomorrow evening, and trotted out of the clinic. He spent the early part of the evening reading in his room, perusing the thick manual of advanced battle tactics that all guard ponies are given upon initiation. He also found the evening a perfect chance to get some flying in as well, something that was a bit neglected given his whole 'living in a basement' situation. He soared high across the training grounds watching the other new recruits. He flew above the city of Canterlot, relishing the thin, crisp air, staring down upon the city and its environs. He even headed down to the far end of the city to work out at the Thunderbolts training facility. It wasn't the preeminent flying course that could be found in Cloudsdale, but it functioned well for the Bolts when they were visiting town. And on days when they weren't using the facility, it was open to the public. Bluestreak soared faster and harder than he ever had as he twisted and turned through the elevated rings and poles. Having Sunshine on his mind gave him more energy than usual, and he was stoked for this special event, whatever it was, that his girl had mentioned earlier.
Bluestreak returned to his room late, totally spent, and crashed on his bed. He was glad for once that he had been able to avoid partying and drinking, and would be able to get some solid rest. His wings were sore and his head clear, and as he drifted deep into sleep, he had only pleasant dreams swirling in his head of his very, VERY, special somepony.
* * * * *
As Friday afternoon drifted into Friday evening, Bluestreak's anticipation grew. At 6:15pm, Sunshine made her way into his dungeon bedroom to find him showering and getting ready for the unknown evening.
“Are you about ready Bluestreak? The Princesses asked us to join them in the royal dining hall for our evening meal.”
Bluestreak yelled out from the shower, “Yeah, I'm about done. That's great news babe! I've never had dinner with the Princesses' in the royal dining hall before.”
Once you're done in there, we're to head out and meet them there. They said to be there by 7 at the latest.”
Bluestreak was giddy. A dinner with the Princesses was special enough, but to be followed by some special ceremony was dessert. He couldn't wait. He quickly finished up his shower, fixed his mane, and had Sunshine help him get his collar secured. For her part, Sunshine looked spectacular. She had clearly done up her mane and tail for the evening, adding sparkles to both and pinning up her mane in a few spots to give it a more flowing, tumbling look. Bluestreak gave her a huge kiss before they headed out and up the main stairs to the janitor's closet entrance. They would have to pass through a small section of the castle with their collars on, but the dining hall was nearly above them, so once they ascended to the main floor, they had only a small length of hall to traverse. Bluestreak pushed open and held the door for Sunshine, and followed in behind her.
“Please turn the lock on the door behind you, Bluestreak,” Celestia called from across the massive chamber. A long table that could seat maybe 40 ponies was in the center of the room, but only Luna and Celestia were seated next to each other at the far end of the table. A huge fire roared in the main fireplace and the chandeliers above were giving off a soft, dim glow. Through the windows, the ponies could see the evening had already come.
“Please sit, slaves,” Celestia said, extending a hoof toward a spot beside her on the ground. As the pair plopped down on the plush rug that covered most of the floor, Celestia magically connected a chain between the two rings on their respective collars, linking Sunshine and Bluestreak together. “I will not chain you to the floor today, my slaves. You will eat tonight in somewhat greater comfort than the last time we dined together.” Celestia smiled, her comment clearly meant for Bluestreak.
“Thank you mistress,” said Bluestreak. Their meals were already prepared and Luna rounded the table and set a plate on the floor in front of each pony. A large bowl of water was placed between the two plates which served as the water dish for both Bluestreak and Sunshine. The ponies ate off the floor, using only their mouths to get the food from the plates, slurping water between bites. Several times, the two bumped muzzles as they went for drinks of water, causing them to chuckle and eye each other lovingly. Celestia and Luna largely ignored the pair for most of the meal, talking amongst each other about the high council meeting from the previous evening, and their disdain or praise of various administrative ponies that Bluestreak and Sunshine knew nothing about. As the meal wound down, Princess Luna got up from her seat and walked towards the pair sitting on the floor.
“Did you enjoy your meal, my precious slaves?” she asked.
“Yes mistress,” they both replied. “It was fabulous,” Sunshine added.
“Would you two ponies like some dessert?” she asked.
“Yes please mistress!” was their reply.
“Would you? Well then, I need to see my little doggies come out to play again!” Luna connected a chain to the other chain already connecting their collars, and walked them around the room several times. The two made whimpering puppy noises and excited barks as Luna whispered sweet nothings to them about her good little puppies. Each felt no shame or embarrassment acting this way in front of the other, and Bluestreak figured this was a sort of test to see if he would act any different when serving his masters while Sunshine was with him.
“Good puppies!” Luna cooed. “Now let me see my big boy puppy show his mommy how he ruts his little girl puppy.”
Bluestreak made some growling noises and barked a few times, eyeing Sunshine deviously as he did so. Sunshine made a few whimpering noises before taking a step forward and presenting herself for her boy puppy. She let her tail flick to the side as she gazed back seductively at the big dog behind her. Bluestreak barked loudly and crawled up onto her, the tip of his dick growing hard and poking at her plot. As he moved forward, he plunged deep into her in one quick stroke and began fucking her fast. He let his tongue loll about as he plowed his girl, and began panting like a dog in heat. The Princesses both watched with smiles on their faces, watching their two puppies give each other pleasure.
After a few minutes of some hard rutting, Luna interrupted the fuck session. “Okay, that's enough for now my big boy puppy. I need you to pull out your doggy dick and save some stamina for later in the evening.” Bluestreak complied, whimpering as he did so, but assuming that more rutting would be in store for the evening. He looked up to Luna and barked excitedly. She rubbed a hoof on his head saying, “Yes, you were a good boy! Such a good little puppy giving his bitch a hard fucking. And did the little bitch enjoy having a big doggy dick in her tight little pussy?”
Sunshine crawled forward, rubbing her mane on Luna's leg, barking her approval, smiling and letting her tongue hang as she panted.
“Good girl, such a good little bitch letting this big boy puppy rut you! Yes you are, such a good little girl!” Luna continued rubbing both their heads with their hooves as Princess Celestia got up and left the room. She returned just a moment later with a single slice of cake on a plate, and set it on the floor in front of them. “Here you go, little puppies. This is for the two of you to share, so eat up!”
Sunshine and Bluestreak both started eating the cake, bumping muzzles repeatedly and chuckling as they did so. Each had frosting on their faces when they were done and each licked the frosting off the other's face. Bluestreak licked slowly, giving sexy growls as he did so, staring into Sunshine's eyes between licks. Sunshine licked fast, giving small quick flicks of her tongue over Bluestreak's face, then barked excitedly when she was finished. The two masters smiled down at the pair of puppies, rubbing their heads and telling them what good puppies they were for sharing their dessert.
With dessert finished, Luna announced, “Come my puppies, it is time we descend to the dungeon.” Luna led them forward carrying the chain as they exited the dining hall. Bluestreak was momentarily stunned that they were clearly not to break character as they walked through the hall to the basement stairs, but they encountered no other ponies on the way. Perhaps, he thought, the Princesses knew, or made sure that no others would see them. They descended the stairs with Luna ahead of them and Celestia behind, no easy task given that they were walking with their hooves curled to make them lower to the floor and more like real puppies. They continued through the janitor's closet and down the winding staircase to the dungeon level, both ponies' legs feeling scraped and raw as they reached the metal door. They could already hear a din of noise on the opposite side, as it was a Friday evening and certainly the slaves would be enjoying themselves this night. As the door flung open, a great many ponies turned to see the guests and many yelled greetings to their masters. A group of four ponies was on stage fucking wildly, one of them even calling out to the Princesses a greeting while getting plowed.
Sunshine and Bluestreak stayed in character as puppies, each barking occasionally or panting as they viewed the many ponies enjoying themselves. Luna led them to the bar and ordered two beers which were placed in front of the two puppies in bowls.
As they slurped their beers, Celestia announced to the crowd, “Please slaves, don't stop what you're doing. I just want to let you know that we have two puppies here who are going to be expressing their devotion for each other this evening! Bluestreak and Sunshine Goldenrod would like all to know that they are going to be having their commitment ceremony tonight!” Wild cheers roared up from the crowd. Some ponies didn't bother to look away from the action on stage, while others came over to pat the heads of the puppies. Some few other ponies slapped their asses hard just for the fun of it. Barks and yelps came from the pair, but they relished the attention; and the role-play in itself was fun and a bit kinky. The two kissed frequently during the commotion and now again a few ponies would cheer when they did so.
After a while, Luna tugged on the chain, escorting Bluestreak and Sunshine across the main dungeon floor to the dormitory hall. No ponies followed behind them. Bluestreak was a bit curious as to what would be happening next, so he barked and looked up to Princess Luna.
“Be calm, my puppy,” Luna replied. “We are taking you to the dark room to begin the ceremony. There you two will be united in commitment in front of your masters.” Luna continued forward and stopped at the very end of the hall, in front of the hard metal door that Bluestreak had been wondering about for the last two weeks. He gulped, and began perspiring, feeling a bit nervous for the first time this evening. Luna magically unlocked the door, and led the two ponies in behind her. Celestia followed, closing the door behind her. The room was pitch black.
They heard Luna's voice cut through the dark. “You may stand ponies. The roleplay is over for now.” The ponies stood normally now, each using a free hoof to rub against the soreness and scrapes both had on their forelegs.
Celestia's horn began to glow. Very faintly, soft red bulbs began to light up around the chamber, giving an eerie red glow to the room. Celestia spoke, “This Bluestreak, is the dark room. Sunshine has seen this room before, but I believe this is your first time in here. Take a moment to study what you see.”
Various instruments of sexual torture, or perhaps pleasure, were allayed all over the long room that stretched far back. Most did not look like they were meant to inflict pain. In fact, Bluestreak had no idea what most of them were for. There were some more obvious instruments like whips, chains, swings and posts, but there were many other strange looking devices which Bluestreak had never seen, and certainly had no idea how to use. Bluestreak wasn't sure how to feel, but did remind himself that his masters were kind, if a bit rough, and had never done him any harm. Sunshine simply stood by his side, showing no hint of nervousness or concern. She had been here before.
After letting Bluestreak take in this new view, Celestia spoke, “This room Bluestreak, is where my sister and I often play with our slaves. We use this room as a way to discipline, but also to pleasure those in our care. Sunshine Goldenrod has spent time with some of our instruments here, and knows that great pleasure as well as measurable pain can come to a pony from within this room. Sometimes we must discipline ponies in this room, while other times we simply play. No ponies are allowed to be in this room unless my sister or I are present. This is our personal play-place for our slaves.” After another moment of silence, Celestia continued, “Are you ready to begin the ceremony my ponies?”
Sunshine answered first, “Yes mistress, we would be happy to do whatever you ask of us.”
Celestia turned to Bluestreak. “Is this true Bluestreak? Are you ready to do whatever we ask of you during this ceremony?”
Bluestreak didn't have to think much about his answer. He knew there was only one correct response. “Of course mistress. I will not disappoint you.”
“Wonderful!” Celestia beamed a huge smile, then used her magic to undo the chains connected to the collars of their slaves. “Then let's begin straightaway! Luna, would you do the honors of getting our slaves secured in their places?”
“With pleasure, dear sister.” Luna shot her sister an evil grin that bumped up Bluestreak's concern about 10 notches. Her horn began to glow and Bluestreak was lifted off the floor and floated to a thin horizontal table near the middle of the room. He gasped as he was magically transported, but stifled it quickly, knowing that showing fear would not endear him to his masters. The table was about a foot wide and covered with a layer of leather to avoid splinters or chafing. He was bent forward onto it, his forelegs stretched out in front and secured tightly to leather braces on a cross pole. His back legs were down as normal but a few inches off the floor and secured to a crossbar. A belt was secured across his back keeping his wings in place at his sides. He was bent forward on the table as a ball gag was magically slipped into his mouth. Bluestreak's ass was in the air, and he flicked his tail back and forth nervously.
“Are you comfortable my slave?” he heard Luna ask from behind him.
“Yth mithtrth,” Bluestreak lied.
“Now Sunshine, it is your turn to be secured,” Celestia said.
Sunshine made no sound as she was floated across the room to an area in front of Bluestreak. She was about 6 feet in front of Bluestreak and secured to an identical table in nearly the exact same fashion as he had been. Her table however, was at a perpendicular angle to his, giving him a view of her right side. Her ass was in the air, her tail flicking back and forth.She was not given a ball gag. Bluestreak relished the view, and gave her his best sexy eyes, a somewhat silly gesture given the way he was restrained. She looked over and blushed, smiling sheepishly.
Luna queried the couple, “Do you have any questions before we begin, my slaves?”
Sunshine replied, “No mistress, I am ready for whatever the ceremony entails. I have given myself freely to you and know that my masters have my best interests in mind.”
Bluestreak wasn't so sure. “Ahh, ith thth really a nectthhary prth of the crthemony?” he mumbled, straining to look behind him at this masters, but unable to angle his head very far. He immediately regretted saying it. Sunshine looked over at him with a sorry expression on her face.
Luna roared, “Are you questioning our intentions you fucking little shit?” She slapped his ass so hard he wailed, at least as much as he could with a ball gag in his mouth. His cheek stung.
“No mththrthh! Im' thrry!” Bluestreak stammered, a small tear forming in his eye.
From behind him, Celestia spoke in a voice that carried none of the anger of her sister, “My slave, you should know by now not to question your master's intentions. And I expect you not to from this point forward. This ceremony will be difficult for you, but it is something that must be done for your own benefit, as well as for Sunshine. My sister and I want both of you to know what it truly means to be together as a couple, but also to live as slaves. Few among our circle can make a commitment like you two have, and we need to make sure your bond is as strong as you both believe it is.” Celestia walked to the front of Bluestreak and gave him the most loving, motherly smile he had ever seen. His fear instantly melted away. He loved his master deeply and took comfort in her face. The Princess leaned forward and kissed his forehead. “Be calm Bluestreak. You are a good slave, and your special somepony Sunshine is a wonderful mare. I have no doubt the two of you will be very happy together.”
Luna then approached Bluestreak, lowered her head and gave him a kiss as well. Her facial expression carried none of the compassion that Celestia had shown. “My sister seems to have a good deal of faith in you Bluestreak. I will withhold my judgment for now, and say only that I hope you will keep an open mind during this ceremony.” Luna took a step back and magically floated a blindfold from across the room and placed it over Bluestreak's eyes.
Goddamn it, he thought. Another fucking blindfold.
Bluestreak heard one of the Princesses open the steel door. “Please enter ponies,” he heard Luna say. He heard some ponies enter the room and stop in front of him. He sensed they were stallions judging by their heavy hoofsteps and slight musky smell.
Celestia spoke, “Bluestreak, Sunshine Goldenrod, we are here today in this room to celebrate the commitment you two have chosen to make for each other. It is rare for ponies among our circle to make such a decision and we applaud you for overcoming your boundaries to take this major step. It is important to remember however, that your devotion for each other must not limit your devotion to Luna or myself. You will always be at our beck and call. If we request one of you to do anything with or without the other, you must still carry out our wishes with no questions asked. The same principle applies to the other slaves as well. If one of you wishes or is obliged by Luna or myself to pleasure another pony, there must be no hesitation or jealousy by the other partner. Even unspoken jealousy or contempt will harden your heart and lead to great disharmony within the ranks of our slaves. This is something Luna and I will not tolerate. Only good feelings and positive sexual energy will be allowed to permeate our dungeon. It is for this reason, that we have brought the two of you here, each as a test for the other to truly prove your devotion to each other, yet also to retain the sexual resolve that drove you to accept your slave positions in the first place.” Bluestreak heard Celestia turn just a bit, her voice clearly addressing the other ponies in the room. “You two may begin now, as we discussed earlier.”
“Oh... my,” Sunshine gasped. “Is this...,” Her voice was cut off quickly, as it was clear she was gagging on something.
“Mmphh, whtthh hpthngth?” Bluestreak inquired, not sure he really wanted to know.
Luna spoke, “Dear sister, will you perform the spell please? I would like to make sure our submissive blue slave is given some attention as well.”
“Certainly sister.” Bluestreak could hear a very soft noise as Celestia used her magic for something. He could see a brief flash of light from behind the blindfold. He could still hear Sunshine being worked over in some way, and he was desperate to know what was happening.
“Ah, excellent sister! You've endowed me quite well this time!,” Luna exclaimed. Bluestreak gulped. He felt Luna slide up behind him and press... something against his ass. This was followed by the presence of a cold, sticky liquid being magically applied and swirled around his tight hole.
“Do you love your masters Bluestreak?” Luna asked.
“Yth, mithtreth.”
“And do you trust that your masters have an equal love for an obedient slave such as yourself?”
“Yth, mithtreth.”
Luna pushed up against Bluestreak's plot, the tip of her magically-created dick pushing against his tight asshole. Bluestreak braced himself, wincing. Luna crept forward, and began to slowly push her dick into his plot. “I do so enjoy fucking you Bluestreak,” the Princess said as she continued to delve deeper into her slave's ass. Bluestreak could feel himself getting stuffed. “Do you enjoy having me fuck you Bluestreak?”
“Yth mthtreth,” Bluestreak groaned.
“Thank me for fucking you, Bluestreak.”
“Thnk yu mthtrth. I lvth th wayth yth fugckkth mth,” Bluestreak mumbled between gasps, as he slowly felt the initial pain of entry subside to a more pleasant fullness. Luna pulled out just a little, before slowly diving her cock back into Bluestreak. She then settled into a steady motion, Bluestreak slowly rocking forward and back on his master's cock. He moaned.
“And do you Bluestreak, feel that we have only the best interests of Sunshine Goldenrod in our hearts as well? And do you truly feel that she is the girl that you would like to have a special closeness with?”
“Yth mthtreth.” Bluestreak was enjoying the steady fucking he was receiving, but still wanted to know what was happening with this girl. He could hear her making some garbled noises.
“Very well then Bluestreak. Gaze upon your special pony, Sunshine Goldenrod!” Luna's voice grew louder as she said this, and her fucking became more intense. Suddenly, the blindfold was magically lifted from Bluestreak's eyes, and he could see Sunshine. He immediately tried to protest, but was unable to say much with the gag in his mouth. Luna drove her cock deep into Bluestreak as he stared forward. Celestia stood to the side, hovering a riding crop, and giving him a firm whack on the flank.
Bluestreak was aghast. It was indeed two stallions who had entered the room earlier, and they were no strangers. Silver Spear stood forward in front of Sunshine, his cock face-fucking her mouth, his hooves resting on her back as he stared down at her. Emerald Fields had a firm grip on Sunshine's flanks as he was fucking her deep and hard. When Bluestreak's blindfold had been removed, Emerald picked up the pace and the force, going balls-deep into Sunshine and making sure those balls were slapping her plot with each thrust. Sunshine's eyes were closed and she didn't seem to be too upset by the spit-roast fucking. Bluestreak just stared forward, letting himself get pounded by Luna while watching his girl receive even rougher treatment from his two best friends. Both stallions looked over to Bluestreak while they were nailing his girl, and gave him warm smiles, as though they were doing no more than just passing in the halls enjoying simple pleasantries.
Luna spoke, her words timed with her deep thrusts, “Bluestreak... thank your friends... for giving your girl... such wonderful pleasure!” Celestia used her magic to remove the gag from Bluestreak's mouth.
Bluestreak struggled to speak, “Yes mistress, but it is rather difficult to appreciate such...”
“I said thank your friends!” Luna said, slapping his right flank with all the force she could muster. She dove balls-deep into Bluestreak and stopped her dick there. “Thank them NOW slave!”
Bluestreak groaned under the immense fullness of Luna's cock. “Ughh,... oh... thank you Silver Spear and Emerald Fields for... ugh,.... giving my special pony Sunshine... oh,... such pleasure.”
“Good slave, now tell me which pony you want to cum in Sunshine's mouth, and which one should cum in her pussy?” Luna said. Bluestreak cringed and looked away.
Celestia now walked over to Bluestreak and smacked his face with the levitating crop. “Answer my sister, slave!”
Bluestreak was now getting a little upset. His friends continued to fill up his girl from both ends. “I don't know! I don't care who...”
“ANSWER MY SISTER SLAVE!” Celestia shouted, the crop again striking his cheek, cutting his face a bit. He could feel the blood begin to trickle out. At this, Sunshine opened her eyes, and did her best to see what was happening out of her peripheral vision. Bluestreak looked down, grinding his teeth.
“I...” Bluestreak started, then halted. Luna pulled out from his ass just a little, fucking him slower to allow him to focus while speaking. “I... want Emerald Fields to cum in her pussy and Silver Spear to cum in her mouth.” He had decided to go with what was already in front of him to make it a quicker end. Once he had spoken, Luna drove her cock deep back into Bluestreak. He groaned, looking down, then closed his eyes.
“Watch slave. Do not look away,” he heard Celestia say. Bluestreak reluctantly looked up, his head moving forward and back as Luna continued to fuck him with a gentle pace. He could tell his friends were getting close to exploding. Emerald Fields gripped Sunshine's flanks tightly, slapping her plot faster and harder, his cock moving quickly. Silver Spear closed his eyes and groaned heavily. He was the first to lose control and his dick spasmed inside Sunshine's mouth. Sunshine's eyes were shut, and Bluestreak could hear her gagging on his friend's cum, then swallowing as she tried to drink it up. Trickles of it still slid out of her mouth as Silver Spear held his dick inside, letting the last few shots coat her throat. He then slowly pulled out and rubbed his dick on her face. Sunshine stuck out her tongue, giving a few last licks to the dick in front of her. Emerald Fields began pumping as fast as he could, slapping her flanks, before finally exploding into her pussy. He held his dick as deep as possible inside her for a minute, letting all of his cum coat her insides. When he did finally pull out, small trickles of his juice leaked out, spilling slowly down Sunshine's plot. Sunshine exhaled, then looked over at Bluestreak, now freely able to rotate her head.
“Thank your friends again Bluestreak, for giving your girl pleasure,” Luna said flatly.
“Thank you for fucking my special somepony Silver Spear and Emerald Fields,” he said, the emotion and life drained completely from his voice, as well as his body. Luna pulled out of Bluestreak's ass, and he shuddered a bit at the now empty feeling.
His friends walked over to him and both gave him a pat on the back. Silver Spear spoke first, “Your girlfriend is a good sport Bluestreak, and you should be proud to have such a wonderful girl to call your own. I wish I could be as lucky.” Bluestreak gave him a half-hearted smile.
Emerald chimed in, “She's got a fantastic plot, Blue. I'm proud to say that my good buddy gets to tap that fine ass as much as he wants. You've found yourself a pretty special girl.”
“Thanks, I guess. I'm glad you enjoyed her.” Bluestreak looked down, feeling dejected.
Sunshine spoke up then, looking at Bluestreak with fondness in her eyes. “Bluestreak, look at me please.” He raised his head. Sunshine hesitated just a moment, choosing her words carefully. “You shouldn't feel bad about what your friends have done. I have been with many ponies since becoming a slave, and sex with others is something I cherish. It does not diminish my enjoyment of sex with you, nor does it make me want you any less. You are the only pony that I feel a real connection to, and sex with you means far more than sex with others. I gain only physical pleasure from a connection with other ponies, but only you Bluestreak, give me a mental and spiritual connection when we have sex. When I give my body to you, I feel something grander than I've ever felt, something approaching,... well, love I guess.”
Bluestreak's ears perked up at the word. “Really?” was all he could think to say.
Sunshine smiled and nodded her head.
Celestia and Luna looked on, now smiling. “Can you assure us Bluestreak,” Celestia began, “that seeing your special somepony with another will not allow jealousy to flood your heart? Do Sunshine's words give you peace?”
“I guess it would be alright. I mean, if what she says is true, and I know she wouldn't lie to me, then yeah, I suppose it would be okay. I guess..., well...” Bluestreak looked down again.
“Please, speak your mind my slave.” Celestia said.
“Well mistress, I can't say that it would never bother me, but...”
*WHACK!* Celestia brought the hovering riding crop down extremely hard on Bluestreak's plot. He squealed in pain. “I mean... uh, yeah that would be okay. No jealousy, none whatsoever.” He smiled weakly.
“Good. I don't mean to be rough with you Bluestreak... well, maybe I do, “Celestia said giggling. “But the truth is that you will no doubt see your special girl with others, sometimes even your friends. The main idea behind this ceremony was for my sister and me to gauge your level of jealousy at seeing Sunshine Goldenrod with others. And she WILL have sex with others, Bluestreak. Of that you can be certain. The life of a slave, as you know, is one of immense sexual liberation, and a large part of such liberation is multiple partners.”
Bluestreak looked at Goldenrod after Celestia had finished speaking. She was smiling, staring right back at him. “I meant what I said Bluestreak, and I would never lie to you. You are the stallion I want as my special somepony.”
Bluestreak grinned. “Wow, you are something special Sunshine!” He turned to Celestia, “Yeah, mistress, I guess I can handle seeing my girl with others, because at the end of the day, she's still mine,” Bluestreak said confidently. And as he thought about it, he realized it was okay. Sunshine herself had said the same, and even dared to utter the L-word. She did care about him in a special way, and sex with other ponies was just that, sex, and nothing more. His girl was Sunshine Goldenrod and he was her special somepony. He looked away as he felt his eyes beginning to well up just a bit.
“Ahh, don't be getting all emotional on us big boy!” Silver Spear said.
Emerald Fields flashed him a sly smile. “It's true Blue. I've been privy to these ceremonies before, and your night's just getting started. You don't want to look like a big baby in front of the other slaves.”
“What? It's not over?” Bluestreak asked.
“Not at all Bluestreak,” Celestia said. “The commitment ceremony always concludes with a show, and you two are the main attractions!” Bluestreak was confused, but said nothing. Sunshine seemed to understand what was happening next as she showed no sign of apprehension.
Luna magically removed the clasps and belts of Sunshine while Celestia did the same with Bluestreak. “Come with us ponies,” said Celestia. They really had no choice, as both Bluestreak and Sunshine were levitated up and out of the room by their masters. As the heavy steel doors opened, and Bluestreak floated down the hallways, he noticed that nearly every slave pony was in the main dungeon, and that all of them were watching him and Sunshine. The cheering began. Loud boisterous applause filled the main chamber. Ponies shouted the names Bluestreak and Sunshine, many giving the two high-fives or ass-slaps as they floated by.
“Ponies!” Celestia said, her voice booming across the chamber. “I present to you two of our exceptional slaves who have made a commitment to one another, Bluestreak and Sunshine Goldenrod.” Celestia's voice was loud, coming out of a speaker above the stage. Her amplified voice indicated that she was wired to a microphone. Bluestreak suddenly realized why everyone must be cheering for them, they must have heard everything that was happening in the back room. He blushed.
Bluestreak and Sunshine were floated onto the stage. Bluestreak was laid upon a beanbag and Sunshine was dropped right on top of him. The two suddenly laughed at the whole situation and gave each other a big, sloppy kiss. The applause and cheers continued. Celestia and Luna were on stage watching the happy couple. Celestia, as always, had a smile that beamed like the heavens, and even Luna was grinning wide, exhibiting none of the coarseness she had shown earlier.
As the applause died down, Celestia spoke. “Now as some of you may know, when a commitment ceremony is conducted, it always ends with a show. And two of tonight's performers are already here on stage!” The applause erupted again. Bluestreak and Sunshine were still laying on each other, and they glanced out sheepishly over the ponies in attendance. Celestia continued, “But as you also may or may not know, they will not be performing strictly with each other. Will the other show ponies please join our happy couple on stage?”
Two other ponies ambled up the stage from opposite sides. The applause continued and hoots and hollers rose from the slaves watching the show. A red-hued pony ambled up behind Bluestreak and began rubbing his shoulders, while a dark-hued pony sidled up behind Goldenrod and began grinding against her plot. Bluestreak was suddenly alarmed as he recognized the ponies who were on stage with them. It was Darkest Days and Crimson Moon.
Crimson Moon leaned forward and spoke into Bluestreak's ear, “You've got a pretty special girl there Bluestreak. I've known Sunshine for a while and she's a keeper. You did good!” She leaned back and continued rubbing Bluestreak's shoulders. Goldenrod stood up and off of Bluestreak slowly as Darkest Days began massaging her cutie marks. She was still facing Bluestreak and looked down at him with a sexy smile. For just the briefest second, Bluestreak felt his jealousy begin to build as he looked at the dark pony whose dick was already rubbing against Sunshine's plot. But as he shifted his eyes back to Sunshine, he saw those sexy, gorgeous eyes staring right back at him, and any jealous feelings immediately melted away.
Crimson Moon had moved around Bluestreak and was now lying on her stomach in front of him. She moved her head to his cock and began sucking it slowly, before taking it fully into her mouth. Bluestreak moaned and shuddered, never taking his eyes off Sunshine. Sunshine gasped as she felt Darkest Days slide his dick into her already well-lubed pussy, and never once did she take her eyes off Bluestreak. As Sunshine's body bobbed forward and back on the engorged dick, Bluestreak sat up, moving his muzzle just an inch from hers.
“You know,” he said. “You look pretty damn fantastic when you're getting fucked hard.” He grinned as he said it, occasionally wincing with pleasure as Crimson Moon continued her masterful blowjob.
Sunshine replied, “And you big boy, look pretty damn sexy when you've got a hot mouth wrapped around your cock.” They gazed deep into each other's eyes as the sex continued, never once averting their stare. Slave ponies cheered. Celestia and Luna looked on. Crimson Moon was slurping Bluestreak's dick. Darkest Days pounded Sunshine's plot hard. Sunshine's head was bobbing forward, bumping into Bluestreak's muzzle. Bluestreak wrapped a hoof around his girl, stroking her mane.
Sunshine's face was suddenly contorted with pleasure. “Cum with me Blue! Cum with me!” She moved forward and kissed him deeply, passionately, their tongues entwined, their eyes closed. Darkest Days let forth a torrent inside of Sunshine, causing her to moan in orgasmic ecstasy, and Bluestreak erupted into the mouth of Crimson Moon. As their climaxes washed over them, Bluestreak had all but forgotten that there were two other ponies on stage with them, for he could only focus on one thing: the delicate dancing of his tongue with another, that of his very special somepony, Sunshine Goldenrod.
Inside the Princesses' Royal Chambers
Chapter 2: Getting Down to Business
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.
