Author's Note

Disclaimer: No cocks were bitten in the production of this chapter.

Chapter 6: Nightmare Night what a fright, give Nightmare a cock to bite (Clop)

Many more months passed. Princess Celestia herself felt more and more affected by stress. She limited the access to the palace, going as far as to cancel a school trip to the castle gardens. But that didn’t even count the catastrophe that was the Royal Wedding.

Shining Armor and Princess Cadance wanted to marry.

A nice sentiment that surely would be a pleasant break for her...except it wasn’t. A day before the wedding it turned out that Cadance was replaced by the changeling queen Chrysalis. Luckily her guard captain had noticed this and alarmed everypony before he was knocked out.

Then came the invading changeling force.

A hard battle was fought between her guards and them, but it was certainly not as hard as her own with the queen. It was straining but in the end she had pushed her back and forced her and her changelings to retreat.

Battered and bruised as she was she needed a break for a week to recover from her injuries, not even being able to cast spells on the Nightmare. Furthermore it took a full day to even find the real Princess Cadance, who postponed their marriage for an unforeseen time. She only wanted to get married after Chrysalis was found and brought to justice.

Something that did work out just as well as her search for the right spell.

There was just no success in sight with the Nightmare situation even after things had settled back down.

And while that alone would be enough to wear Princess Celestia’s patience thin, it certainly wasn’t helped by the Nightmare herself, once her mind was back on it.

Turned out even after she had recovered, the Nightmare still tried to continuously fool her, play tricks on her, disrespect her… The name calling certainly was offensive enough, though all of it combined was what was grating on her nerves.

In turn she encouraged the guards to continue using her, fucking that little hussy maybe even out of her sisters body!

It was a nice thought, but of course not a serious one. Things weren’t that easy with this persisting Nightmare.

She growled out, slamming the cell door shut after another failed attempt. No surprise of course by now.

“Be sure to bring me some sweets for Nightmare Night!” Nightmare called after her, “They certainly are better to be kept with me instead of you and your pudgy flanks!” she jeered, making Celestia’s eye twitch as she ignored yet another insult while walking back towards the throne room.

Nightmare Night. A celebration that makes Nightmare out to be the monster she is. And yet, even that thought didn’t lift her mood. Her little ponies at least know to despise her.

She stopped in that moment, a certain idea surfacing on her mind as she mulled it over.

‘She would deserve it...’ she pondered, snorting angrily as she was thinking over all of the interactions of the last month.

Her head turned to a nearby pony. “Guard. Have Raven meet me in the throne room. I need her help scheduling...an event,” she ordered vaguely. The guard that was priorely standing still saluted and immediately went off.

The alicorn continued on as well, heading to the throne room to prepare what was to come.

The white mare looked at the Princess over her half-rimmed glasses. It was a look of confusion as well as one of consternation.

“I...I’m not sure this is such a good idea princess. If word ever came out…”

“It won’t,” Celestia affirmed, by now more than willing to pull fully through with it. Thinking on it, maybe this would break the Nightmare and make it easier to separate her from her sister.

Raven could feel the steel in her words, the determination, so she clicked her mouth shut. She opened it again, thinking to maybe just utter the wish to be left out of this, but considered it again for her career and how the clearly unhappy monarch would take it.

In the end she simply bowed her head. “As you wish. I will make preparations for it.”

Then she left. The princess simply continuing to sit on her throne as she looked out the window and the midday sun.

It was rather short-dated, but she believed Raven would be up for the task. If anything she hoped that this would finally teach Nightmare a lesson.

It was a faint hope to be sure. But she didn’t care at this point. It was a just punishment for all the torture she was enacting upon her psyche. She wasn’t about to see it, seeing as they had to make sure, it didn’t look like she or anyone in the palace wasn’t involved at all.

But she didn’t need to. She would just relax in the evening as it happened. And that would be all that would occupy her mind then.

The sun was setting and yet Nightmare wasn’t in her cell. It was a strange thing really. Normally she never left that rotten cell. But for some reason the guards, wearing cloaks instead of armor now, were leading her away. Though still confined by shackles, wings bound and the magic dampening ring on her horn of course.

She doubted that they would give her an opportunity to escape. Though right now she was more curious as to what was going on. It couldn’t be anything good.

‘A punishment perhaps? Torture? As much as I have been tearing into little Tia, I am pretty sure it has to be something along those lines.’

A smack with the blunt side of a spear to her rump made her grunt out in surprise and slight pain.

“Move prisoner!” the guard in question hissed at her.

She wanted to hiss right back. Making that foal piss himself, but...a ring was blocking her mouth that had a ball strapped on top of it. Trying to hiss only would have her make a fool out of herself. And she was too regal and self-respecting to do that.

So she harrumphed, keeping their pace to wherever they were heading.

There were many twists and turns, all Nightmare memorized in case they come in handy later. And interestingly enough they probably would as a torch was turned to open a secret entrance to steps up and out of the dungeon.

They walked right into a house. Rather bland in furniture taste with only the most basic tables and chairs.

A white mare with glasses greeted them, floating a piece of cloth in her magic. More precisely a cloak.

Nightmare raised a brow as it was pushed on her, disguising herself with it.

‘Curious…’

As soon as she was presentable they ushered her to the back entrance, the new pony taking a look outside, before turning her head to the guards.

“You know your tasks. Fix her at the designated place and say your lines. Keep an eye on her and intervene if you must. But I trust that you secure her well enough so that this shouldn’t be an issue.”

The guards nodded.

“We will.”

The white mare nodded back, adjusting her glasses.

“Good.”

Then without saying anything more opened the door and hurried them outside. And that outside wasn’t the castle grounds. It was Canterlot. And from the looks of it, it was even the outer district with the more poor, or average pony living in it.

The guards flanked her now. Touching both her sides with their own. Nightmare might have made a raunchy joke if her mouth wasn’t blocked. Not to mention if these assholes weren’t the ones raping her daily.

Still, it was good information to have. And yet, while she wished to simply storm off, she couldn’t. She tested the chains. They made running impossible and were made to withstand the might of an alicorn with the runes and enchantments weaven in on them.

Not to mention that the ring weakened her that she couldn’t even bring up her normal alicorn strength in the first place.

It was frustrating. But with movement limited and the ring on her horn there was no way for her to do this. At least not right now.

She wasn’t keen on finding out why she was here either as she walked past the buildings in the side streets.

She could faintly see some lights on the main street though as well as stands.

Right. Nightmare Night.

‘Wasn’t that a high risk though for them? The populace would freak if they found out I get walked around their homes like it was a peaceful midnight stroll.’

As the walk went on she noticed that they went further away from the normal festivities. Not meaning that there were no festivities at all. Just that there were no foals present anymore after a while.

‘It is a foals celebration though, isn’t it?’ she wondered before noticing the alcoholic beverages as well as a couple making out in the distance. ‘Ah. So they have a closed-off area for adults for alcohol and to just enjoy each other’s company,’ Nightmare concluded.

An interesting idea. And she certainly approved of a more mature approach as well.

Back in the day when Nightmare helped Luna get out of her shell, she was quite the party animal herself. If she could she would have sighed wistfully at those times. Times where she saw at least the hope to resolve things peacefully.

Well, that was more Luna. But Luna was, at the time, starting to convince her of the good in all ponies.

A silly sentiment in hindsight.

The world didn’t just up and accept ponies that were different. It never did.

And neither did her ‘lovely’ sister.

She just noticed that they reached a square. Not too big overall, but big enough for groups of ponies to mingle and have stalls set up. They were actually entering an area with ponies now, instead of the alleys they were in prior to avoid a crowd. But what drew her attention wasn’t the ponies, but what she saw in this square, because in the middle of it was a pillory.

It was already open and she was standing shortly before it. Her hooves locked up, but the guards had anticipated that, dragging her fast and inconspicuously into it with her head and front hooves. The upper part came down, locking her in place for whatever vile plans they had.

Then the cloak was ripped from her.

Loud gasps and murmurs erupted from the ponies around, while a spreading bar was also attached to her hind legs, keeping her immobile.

She grunted out some noises of protest through the ballgag, but could do little more than that. Sure, she tried, jerking her neck, head and front legs as she rattled the pillory, but nothing more than rattling in the end. She knew there was no breaking out as the wood didn’t budge. Neither did the strong metal of the spreading bar that was connected to the pillory. Her hind legs were not able to find much room to move even an inch. It wasn’t a surprise, though it still was reason for slight panic and a large heap of anger.

Before she could do anything more the disguised guards spoke up.

“And now to the main attraction of the night! Some of you might have already heard about it, but we got a changeling here. A shapeshifter that helps us out with this event. So don’t fear, because the true Nightmare Moon is still locked up deeply into the bowels of the castle!” he started off, the ponies becoming slightly more at ease and some also getting curious as well as they whispered and pointed hooves at her.

“This changeling agreed to be the more...mature entertainment for tonight. So she took on this form of Nightmare on Nightmare Night, so that you all can show the Nightmare who is boss today! No more do you need to fear Nightmare! Instead you can…” he stopped, before grabbing the dock of her tail and lifting her tail out of the way, “Use her in any way you like!”

Another round of loud gasps and whispering. Though Nightmare could hear a few that were clearly excited for it. The majority, actually.. There were some that didn’t seem to like the idea, but those few quickly left the area as the more curious and interested ones stayed, under them some mares as well.

Terror seemed to grip Nightmare’s heart. A kinky idea she under other circumstances might enjoy, twisted into this punishment as Celestia clearly wasn’t satisfied enough with just having the guards violate her.

She wanted the entirety of Canterlot to do so as well.

“With that being said,” the guard continued, letting go of her tail as it pressed tightly between her hind legs again. “As an added bonus, the changeling mare is also into the rougher stuff and roleplay. So she will resist your advances, acting like she doesn’t want it. Though don’t let yourself be deterred by this alluring act. She was excited to do this for weeks. So please enjoy this celebration with all you can as we give a big fuck you to the Nightmare, that won’t disturb our nights any longer!” he hollered out, eliciting some cheers of the crowd.

It were only a few at the start, but the cheering was contagious as it quickly increased.

Ponies were now animatedly talking but not too many were approaching yet.

Though there were some brave few approaching.

She couldn’t see it but she could feel some reluctant hooves on her generous rear. The unknown stallion gave a pleased sound at the softness of it, while his teeth sunk into her wavy tail and pulled it from between her legs.

She made some more grunts of protest to which the stallion stopped. Though only for a moment before she felt his weight land on her.

His throbbing cock settled between her teats, but not for long as he pulled his hips back, trying to aim for her marehood.

Some ponies in the crowd let out whoos to encourage him, clearly waiting for the show to start.

They didn’t have to wait for long.

She felt it a moment later, his tip poking at her slit, before pressing forward, parting her folds and sinking into her.

She groaned as she felt herself getting filled once more. A blissful feeling, but one she didn’t ask for.

Inch after inch got into her until she felt it all settle in, the medial ring rubbing along her walls.

More ponies were cheering as he suddenly started his thrusting. It was a bit clumsily at first. The height difference had his hind legs hanging in the air after all with her standing tall. But he figured it out soon enough.

His full balls smacked into her as he humped her, his cock invading her time and time again. Muffled moans escaped her against her will as more and more sparks of pleasure ignited inside of her.

The stallion carried on, groaning with a happy smile as he thrust into her, sounds that normally might be cute if the pony wasn’t raping her. Though he didn’t know any better. She knew that, but it was hardly a solace as she felt him pick up speed.

His movements became more sloppy as his cock reached far into her, his medial ring scraping along her walls and getting some more moans out of her.

Then he came. It certainly didn’t take long for him to do it, considering she herself was still far away from her own climax. It was probably the excitement that drove him over the edge this soon as well as the privilege to have sex with a beauty such as her.

She felt the seed spurt, invading her walls. In her mind she wanted to hate this feeling. She hated that it was happening to her, but still, as promiscuous as she was she still derived pleasure from it.

The stallion humped into her a few more times, sloshing his load around before his member slowly went flaccid and he pulled out.

He practically stumbled off of her, his legs having trouble to stay up as he landed on the ground. Still he managed as he walked off, only for another stallion to walk up.

Seeing how the first one had trouble the guards bought a crate from a nearby vendor for stallions to step on.

And then there was another weight on her back and a cock rubbing along her pussy. It was wedged between her cheeks, the stallion sighing in clear elation of the feeling as he tested the grip of his hooves on her ass.

Then he lifted himself up, standing with his hooves pressed against her flanks. Nightmare wondered what this was about before she heard him say something about lube… She wasn’t quite familiar with that term, so she wasn’t sure.

One hoof lifted off her flanks as he did...something. Some slight wet sounds could barely be heard, and then she felt him back on her as the now wet and slightly colt tip pressed against her sphincter.

Connecting the dots she knew just what would happen next, but hardly in time as he pressed against her rear entrance.

Only a moment later his cock popped in, leaving her to groan muffeldly as her anal walls were stimulated by this new cock.

Just like the last one, he didn’t lose any time to get into it. His rock-hard length sliding across her anal walls and teasing her relentlessly.

His balls slapped against her pussy, making her wet canal wink in delight as she tried to suppress any pleased sounds she could make.

It was at this moment that she heard the guards speak up once more.

“No need to be shy! There are more holes than just these two!” he said, coaxing ponies forwards as he pointed to the mouth. Albeit they were quite less enthused about it.

While a line had already formed for her behind, that was mainly because it was considered safe. And the ponies knew that she had sharp teeth, so it made the lot of them wary and convinced many of them to go to the line for her behind, rather than risk anything at her front.

Still, there were a few desperate enough to not wait in that by now long line. The few that were willing to risk it for the pleasure. Not to mention that the ones leading this event told them it was safe. And seeing as they were told that it was a willing shapeshifter actress…

So a blue stallion stepped forward. Seeing as her head was lowered through the pillory access was easier for him. He set his hooves to the side, just as the guard levitated the ball out of her mouth, making it drool as her sharp teeth were held apart by the ring gag.

She could smell the stallion with how close his crotch was. Her nostrils flared at the musk as she tried to pull her head back but couldn’t. The only thing she could do was stare wide-eyes as the tip met the ring on her muzzle, before sinking past it and into her moist and warm mouth.

“Oooh!” the stallion groaned out as he felt his cock rub along her mouth, feeling it slide along her silky teasing tongue before going further and further and hitting the back of her throat, making her gag.

The metal ring made some slight sound as Nightmare actually tried to bite, but it of course didn’t give an inch despite that. All the same the stallion stopped with a slight yelp, but the guard waved it quickly off.

“She is a professional. So there is no need to stop. It is just part of the danger, of the Nightmare Moon play. Remember, she specifically asked for this, asked to be tamed,” he said, coaxing him.

The stallion seemed to mull it over for a moment before he nodded and pulled a bit back before pressing on. His cockhead pushed against the resistance, before breaking through it and landing in her throat.

Nightmare went wide-eyed as the stallion shivered, feeling her gullet clamp all around his meaty rod and massaging it. Pre spilled from his tip and down her belly as he pulled back out to start with his own pace.

She could clearly feel it, the cock thrusting in her ass and the one at her head. Both spitroasting her and smacking into her ass and face.

The balls on the one she was forced to fellate slapped on her chin with each new dive into her pliable depths.

Both stallions groaned, increasing their speed before long as they used her body for their enjoyment. She could feel them deeply, her ass stretching around the one hammering her ass while her throat bulged from the one on her front.

She could only give muffled sounds of protests at this treatment as well as the occasional moan as she felt her marehood heat up.

The stimulation she felt from the stallion having a go at her ass and the musk slowly wearing her body’s defences down, increasing her lust, was taking its toll on her. She felt the ecstasy with each thrust, the pleasant shivers his actions on her sensitive anal walls created. And this excitement she felt. The excitement she tried to hold back, but couldn’t manage completely, only spurred the two stallions on even more. Out of the corner of her eye she could see the line of eager ponies steadily growing as well. Some even touching themself and watching her, eyeing her hungrily.

It reminded her of her contingency plan. And its effect. Her last defence. Though it might backfire on her for this moment, it also gave her hope for the future. Hope even in this hopeless situation. A grim determination as she was facefucked by complete strangers, unaware of her plight.

As the stallion finally came and nutted in her ass she felt her own orgasm crashing down on her as well. She screamed on the cock in her mouth as her pussy gushed with her juices while she felt the ropes of salty spunk soaking into her anal walls.

Then just as he became soft and pulled out the one at her face was close all the same. The length throbbing while her hind legs still shook from her previous high.

He pulled out until only his tip rested inside her and then fired his own thick seed on her tongue. She could taste it. The tangy and salty sperm of this unknown stallion as he grunted and his balls contracted, wanting to empty every drop inside her.

As she didn’t drink it, the salty load spilled out of her mouth and down her chin, splattering wetly on the floor. It run down on her in thick rivulets, as she felt the hot seed tickling along her neck and where it met the pillory. Her lips were slimy with its sticky substance, tainted with its filth. The stallion didn’t seem to care as he pulled out with a happy sigh.

Nightmare’s marehood ached by this point, her own aroused body hard to suppress. But the aching was abided a moment later as a new stallion suddenly plunged into her dripping marehood.

The dark mare cried out just as another stallion stepped forward, his hot shaft throbbing under his barrel and clearly ready to feed it to her.

A sound of protest came from her muzzle but was quickly muffled by his dick. Both stallions instantly pounded her, leaving no chance for her to protest.

The guards simply stood idly by the side, making sure that none of the ponies would get into any fights while waiting in line as they nonchalantly waited for it all to end.

And so it continued. As soon as a stallion was finished another took its place. A seemingly never-ending circle of debauchery.

Nightmare lost track at some point as hours continued on with her being helplessly strapped in the stocks until it would end. Night has already fallen and there was no end to it. Only more ponies eager to have fun with the Nightmare and conquer their fear. So she could do little more than take it, waiting for it to end.

Celestia sighed in satisfaction. She just had left the royal bath. Balm for her poor soul and something she desperately needed as she walked to her room, where she stored her regalia in for the time.

A towel hang around her neck as she lightly rubbed it against a wet spot on her cheek.

Best of all, the latest report stated that all was well with Nightmare. Her punishment was working out splendidly. No escape attempts. No suspicion from the populace.

The white mare smirked in smug satisfaction.

‘A punishment long overdue for this raunchy monster.’

Her magic wrapped around the doors to her spacious room, opening it up and revealing the seating area with couches and a fireplace, as well as the large four poster bed.

She strolled in casually and shut the door right behind her. The warm fire her maids had started feeling warm on her coat as she settled down on the couch nearest to the fireplace.

The warmth soaked into her, making her sigh once more in clear happiness.

But it was a fleeting feeling as some unease settled over her suddenly.

Her neck snapped behind her, only to see a dark corner, where the fire didn’t reach. Though that corner wasn’t empty as a tall and lithe figure suddenly emerged from it. Green venomous eyes opened, revealing some dangerous slits. A fanged smile on the beings lips that oozed arrogance.

“Hello, Princess~”