We Are Each Other

Luna’s moon was high in the night sky when Celestia landed on the balcony of Twilight’s castle. She had guessed correctly and aimed for the library. Inside the library, which was one of the few rooms with any lights on, Twilight was busy reading Quasars and Cooking the Primordial Stew, while Rainbow Dash was engrossed in Daring Do and the Last Crusade.

Celestia was thankful that her landing on the balcony outside the library had gone unnoticed. The last thing she wanted right then was to cause a fuss among the guards and anypony still walking about. Happy that nopony knew she was there; she politely knocked on the window of the large door.

Hearing the knock, Twilight looked up. “Spike!” she called as she almost fell from the cloud she had been reclining on in shock at what she saw. “Did I have an appointment with the Princess tonight?”

“No,” Spike replied, poking his head into the library, “Why?” When Twilight simply pointed a hoof at the large door, Spike shook his head and walked over so he could let Celestia inside. “Good evening,” he greeted the alicorn with a polite nod of the head, “She should calm down in a moment. Care for some tea?”

“I'd love some, earl grey, hot, if you have it, Spike.” Celestia nodded her head to the young dragon as she stepped inside and ruffled her feathers after her flight, “I'm glad you are all still awake, I um, haven't called at a bad time, have I?”

Snickering, Spike pointed a thumb towards Twilight and Rainbow, who were sat on a fluffy cloud that the latter had wrangled into the library, “Don’t worry, they call this a date!”

“What!?” squeaked Twilight, while Spike scampered off laughing fit to burst.

Celestia giggled brightly, “I do apologise for coming unannounced. I'm afraid this couldn't wait.”

Lost in her book, Rainbow Dash was busy reading and she hadn't moved or even looked up at the surprise visitor. “Oh, of course, you're always welcome,” Twilight got up and embraced her former teacher, “Um, why are you here?”

Before Celestia could reply, Spike walked in carrying a tray with tea for Celestia and – strong - coffee for Twilight. He also set a mug of fresh cider near Rainbow and took his leave. Celestia took a seat on a vacant pad close to the cloud and she looked at her tea held in her magic. “Well, I suppose I should come out with it. It has to do with Chrysalis.”

Nursing her coffee, Twilight closed her eyes at the mention of that name, “The changelings should all be dead. I checked and double checked my math, but...I'm aware of what Royal Ribbon is doing. I did a fly by on that camp. I believed I had washed my hooves of it all. Does...Does she still live?”

“She does. Perhaps in spite of my best efforts,” admitted Celestia, though she looked away at the last few words. “She was in the camp for six months. For the past two, she has been my maid.”

Twilight was stunned to hear that, Rainbow though at last spoke up. “Not sure if that’s cool or not. Is she a good maid?”

“What does that have to do with anything?” asked Twilight, who had found her voice.

Rainbow shrugged, “Just saying, ya know?”

“She is an excellent maid, Rainbow,” in a more subdued voice, Celestia continued, “Twilight, she has endured every misery I can think to subject her to because she claims to love her kind.”

“Does she have a cool outfit?” asked Rainbow while Twilight suddenly went wide eyed and she facehooved, “Twi got me one. Barely covers my bits. It’s so awesome!”

“See for yourself, Rainbow Dash,” Celestia smirked and, using her magic, she created a glowing yellow likeness of Bedpan in her scandalously short maid outfit that only just covered her teats and ass for them to see.

“Tartarus, those tits are huge!” Rainbow exclaimed in sheer awe. The pegasus had to move her head back and tilt it to the side to see all of the image at once. “I have to wear a titty teddy.”

“You like it,” Twilight shot back, “It makes your teats look larger…” the young Princess actually stunned herself when she realized she just said that, and Rainbow Dash was laughing her head off on her cloud.

Celestia couldn’t help but laugh out loud, Rainbow’s humour was just too infectious. “This brings me to the real reason I am here. I have, over the months, developed feelings for her.” The alicorn didn’t feel the need to share exactly what those feelings were, or how she took pleasure in exploiting them.

“Heavy,” Rainbow commented as she took a long drink of her cider.

“How?” Twilight squeaked like a balloon with the air let out, “She...She's a monster!”

“Come on,” Rainbow snorted, “That was forever ago.”

Setting down her ‘No. 1 Princess’ coffee mug, Twilight hit her head with the thick tome she had been reading. “Second chances,” she sighed, “Sometimes it’s hard to be Princess of Worrying About Everypony’s Problems…I mean, Friendship.”

“You would do well to hit my head next,” Celestia grinned, “Believe me, I didn't want it to happen, Twilight. Indeed, these past months I have pushed and pushed her in the hopes she would rebel…” her voice went smaller and smaller, “Give me a reason to...well, she hasn't. And I cannot deny my feelings any longer.”

“You going to use her as a fuck toy?”

Twilight aimed a swipe of her hoof at her marefriend, which the pegasus easily dodged, “Dash!”

“Rainbow, I adore your language, crude as it is,” Celestia giggled, wisely leaving her tea for the moment, “No, is the simple answer to that. Octavia took her shopping, and on her return, Chrysalis presented me with a white collar for her.”

Suddenly interested, Rainbow Dash lifted her head, “Purple is a far better colour, just saying.”

“So, are you saying you love her,” Twilight asked, “Or that you no longer want to kill her?”

"I'm saying I care for her, I really do have feelings for her," Celestia smiled, and though she said that out loud, what she said to herself was, ‘I do love to hurt her, I really love to hurt her for my pleasure!'

Twilight slumped back on to the cloud, feeling the fluffy whiteness support her weight, “What do you want from me?”

“Duh,” Rainbow grunted, “Remember that time in Canterlot, at the wedding? You had a lot to say and it still stays with us today. Me and Pinkie are the only ones that let it go. She needs you to let it go, Twi.”

“What about Cadance?”

“I ah,” Celestia suddenly found the teacup remarkably interesting, “I have yet to speak to your sister in law. I thought I should come to see you first.”

“Yeah,” Rainbow agreed, “If you bomb here, no reason to go there.”

“Why am I the bad guy?” Twilight asked with a slight whine in her voice.

Rainbow Dash fluttered her powerful wings and she hovered over her marefriend, so she could give her a deep, lusty kiss, “You're not. You just need to choose to hold onto the hate or let it go.”

“Lulu said something remarkably similar to me, as did Octavia,” Celestia sighed a deep sigh that seemed to be dredged up from her very hooves and she slumped her shoulders, “I cannot hate her any longer, Twilight. I just can't.” And it was true, she didn’t hate her. When she was beating on her and humiliating her, she loved her power over Chrysalis!

“If you don't feed the hate it will die,” Twilight felt like she was giving one of her lectures to herself, “I'll back you up when you want to tell Cadance.”

“And?” asked Rainbow, who was still busy kissing Twilight’s muzzle.

“And I'll deal with Rarity and Applejack, and Fluttershy.”

“Thank you, Twilight,” Celestia breathed out, and some tension left her as well, “Your acceptance was more important to me than your approval, but I am pleased I have both.”

“If she hurts you...”

Rainbow Dash interrupted Twilight with a laugh, “Luna will drop the moon on her.”

Before she realised what she was doing, Celestia was again laughing out loud, “I think Lulu will have to get in line behind Octavia. She's rather taken Chrysalis under her wing, one sub to another.”

“Pretty cool feat for an earth pony.”

Celestia blinked and then she got Rainbow’s joke and she laughed harder, “Rainbow, how I wish you'd come to the court for a day. You'd liven it up no end!”

When Rainbow opened her mouth to say something clever, Twilight was ready with a raised forehoof and she closed it again, thinking better of it and she shrugged, “She’s still in training.”

“Or maybe I should invite you all to another gala?” smirked Celestia.

Rainbow muttered, “Lame…”

“Sure,” Twilight giggled, “I think Pinkie would love that.”

“And in the spirit of letting things go,” Celestia smiled mischievously, “Perhaps Octavia can be persuaded to finally speak to Pinkie Pie again.”

Rainbow immediately perked up, “I'd go to watch that!” she crowed as she did a loop the loop and landed back on the cloud.

Celestia laughed, “I fear Lulu would be the first to sell tickets. By the way,” she said as Rainbow went back to reading her Daring Do book, “Do you mind if I borrow the diary you use to communicate with Sunset Shimmer?”

“It’s in my bedroom. Just leave it when you're done. If she doesn't reply right away, I'll send a letter with Spike when she does.”

“Thank you, Twilight,” Celestia smiled and reached out with her magic to summon the diary to her in the library. “One more rift I need to heal,” she said as she wrote a long overdue letter to her daughter.

“I fear that is more on her than you,” Twilight said as she took the book back from the older Princess. “I've told her time and again she was forgiven. I guess if you let her know you forgave Chrysalis she may believe that extends to her too.”

~ ~ ~

The next day, just after eight in the morning, Chrysalis's door opened without warning and Celestia strode into the room. She saw Bedpan laying on her back on her bed, relaxing with one of her fashion magazines. Without saying a word, the alicorn cast a detection spell on the sex toys arranged on the shelf. She was pleased to see they had not been used.

“Hello and good morning to you, Mistress Celestia,” Chrysalis put down her magazine and she stretched on her bed.

Again, Celestia lit her horn and with a flash of magic, the strap on disappeared. “Put on your uniform,” she ordered simply, “You may bring the dildo to my room the same way you brought it here.” Without another word, she then turned and left the room.

Chrysalis had a little giggle to herself as she slid off the bed and she got dressed in her ridiculously small maid's dress, and for the finishing touch, she placed the white dildo in her mouth before walking out of her room. She gave the guards she passed a wink, and one easily embarrassed guard popped out of his sheath.

When she entered Celestia’s quarters however, Chrysalis was stunned to the spot by what she saw. The sight that greeted her was of the Princess stood in the middle of the room. She was wearing black latex socks on all four legs; a tight black latex corset framed her body and was accentuate by a black breast teddy. Completing the look was a pair of black panties.

Chrysalis was so shocked that her mouth hung open so wide that the dildo fell out and it would have hit the floor had the changeling not been quick to fumble for it with her hooves. From out of nowhere, a white riding crop administered two firm swats to each of her flank. “A clumsy maid you are,” Celestia smirked, “It didn't hit the floor, so I'll be forgiving this time.”

“GaaaAAH!” Chrysalis jumped in surprise at the swats to her rear, “F-Forgive me Mistress, I was unprepared for such a vision…”

Quickly, two more heavy swats landed on Chrysalis’s ass just above and behind her cutie marks, “No excuses. Now get to cleaning.” Order given, Celestia walked to her desk, but she didn't sit to do any work. She sat to watch ‘Bedpan’, the crop in her magic twirling next to her.

Now she was alerted to the mess, Chrysalis saw that the bed was unmade, there was a small pile of fifty books on the floor and it looked like some leaves had blown in through the open balcony door. “Y-Yes Mistress, thank you for my correction, Mistress,” ‘Bedpan’ started with the bed, as was her custom, taking great care as she did so to show off her teats as she walked around smoothing out the sheets.

When Chrysalis had her back to Celestia, the Princess skilfully used the crop to gently move the earth pony mare’s teats around and she lightly flicked the hard nipples. “Aaaaah!” the mare’s gasps as the crop flicked her were music to the alicorn’s ears.

It carried on this way as ‘Bedpan’ moved over to the pile of books, and she did so now with her tail raised up, showing off her glistening wet marehood. Like a hawk, Celestia watched her and she took great pleasure in toying and teasing her teats. That was until the maid paused for too long, in which case two deadly accurate swats were delivered to her ass.

The pile of leaves were left for last. With no other way, ‘Bedpan’ used her tail like a brush to sweep them out of the room and over the balcony. When she was finished with the three tasks, Celestia ordered, “Strip.” Quickly and obediently, ‘Bedpan’ removed the maid's dress and she folded it neatly on the bed, then she removed her shoes, places them under the bed. “Change to your true form.”

Of all the things Celestia could have said, Chrysalis wasn't expecting that. “Mistress?”

“Now.”

Chrysalis blushed, “Yes Mistress…” she summoned the magical green flames. They flashed up and a second later, the pastel green of Bedpan was replaced with the black chitin of Chrysalis, naked but for the white collar around her neck.

Walking up slowly, Celestia ran her latex clad hoof along the collar. “You can do some things right…” she left that hanging in the air as she used her magic to fasten the bridle that Chrysalis and Octavia had bought onto her face, and then she added the tail sleeve. The clamps were placed on the changeling’s ears, but for the moment there was no chain. “I think I can stand to look at you without the desire to kill you.”

“Um...” still blushing, Chrysalis found the white marble floor extremely interesting right then, and she wondered if that could be counted as progress? She wasn’t even sure how to answer that. In the end she just said, “Thank you, Mistress.”

Wordlessly, with her magic, Celestia pulled something out of her closet, which turned out to be a white corset designed for a pegasus, not hers though as the size was way too small, but it was very much Chrysalis's size. Working quietly, Celestia placed the corset on the changeling’s thin chest and then she tightly laced it up. Wisely, Chrysalis inhaled as the corset was being laced up, so that she had space to breathe, though not that much. With that done, the chains were added between the tail sleeve and the ear clips. “Yes,” Celestia said, stepping back to admire her work, “That’s a good look for you.”

“It...It feels good, Mistress,” Chrysalis had to remember not to lower her head or move it to get a better look at the corset, which she forgot at first and tugged on the clamps, eliciting from her a hiss of pain.

Just then, there came a light knock at the door. Ignoring it, Celestia moved to her balcony table and she sat. “That would be my breakfast. You will serve me, and you may use magic.”

Chrysalis though didn't move straight away, “I-In my current form, Mistress?” Celestia’s eyes narrowed dangerously and though she didn’t say anything, the white crop decorated Chrysalis's chitinous flank twice on each side. “GAaaAAAH i-in my form, Mistress!” Chrysalis squealed and danced as the crop slapped all around her thin black body, more so than it had when she had been Bedpan.

In the hall there was a trolley with covered plates, and only one guard, Shieldwall, to whom Chrysalis bowed and regretted it when the clamps tugged on her ears. “Th-Thank you, Shieldwall,” she took the trolley in with her magic and she turned, before closing the door. She then walked up to the balcony table. “Your breakfast, Mistress.”

Quietly, Celestia waited and watched the meal being served. She was looking for errors, even though she knew full well that Chrysalis may not know all there is to know about being a waitress. Naturally, there were errors. The changeling started with the pancakes, levitating them onto the table along with a cup of tea for her Mistress.

For every error she spotted, Celestia verbally corrected it and then she followed it up with a count, starting with one on the first and she counted forward with each error she corrected. All that, and she still enjoyed her breakfast. After the count reached ten, the Princess was finished. “Return the trolley to the hall.”

“Yes Mistress,” obediently, Chrysalis took the trolley with the now empty plates on it, opened the door and she pushed the trolley outside to be collected.

“How many errors were made in your service to me?” asked Celestia, twirling the crop in her magic.

“You counted ten, Mistress.”

“I will expect improvement,” Celestia stated simply, before she took the crop in her hoof rather than her magic. “Now face the bed and lower your head to the sheets.”

“Yes Mistress,” as she had been ordered, Chrysalis walked over to the bed and with her hind legs spread, she lowered her head down to the bed. Naturally, this pulled on the tail sleeve, which raised it up and gave her Mistress a clear view of her dripping wet marehood.

Held in a glowing magical aura, the tawse slid in front of Chrysalis's lowered muzzle. “You may kiss the instrument of your correction.”

“Thank you, Mistress!” Chrysalis then placed a long, loving kiss on the tawse, imagining it was Celestia's lips.

Once Chrysalis was in position over the bed, Celestia began the punishment. She did not hold back, she swung the tawse with all her alicorn strength, and with unerring aim she peppered the changeling’s rear end with strikes and slaps.

Each impact of the leather straps drew a long-pained scream from Chrysalis, each hit made her squirm and writhe, each blow made her juices leak down her black inner thighs until they flowed continuously and made a puddle between her hind hooves.

On the seventh strike of the tawse that hit straight across Chrysalis’s thighs and her marehood, the changeling screamed the loudest scream yet and that signified her loud and violent climax. Celestia did not stop. While Chrysalis was riding out her orgasm, she delivered two more hits with the tawse. As Celestia gave Chrysalis the ninth strike, she screamed out her safe word, “Lime!”

Because Celestia hadn’t been holding back, Chrysalis was reduced to a sobbing drooling mess on the bed. As soon as she heard her say ‘Lime’, the Princess stayed her hoof. While she was sorely tempted to carry on and deliver the tenth and maybe the fifteenth strike, instead she dropped the tawse and she ran her latex clad hoof lightly over her tortured ass, gently massaging the many welts.

As Celestia was, not-so-gently, massaging her ruined rear end, Chrysalis was busy ugly crying into the bedsheets. Snot mixed with tears and drool. It was not pretty to look at, and it was a sign that both mares had held nothing back. “Th-Thank y-yo-you Mistress,” she sobbed pitifully.

After having massaged her pet’s chitinous ass, an ass that was more welts and bruises than chitin, Celestia unhooked the chain, but she left the sleeve and the ear clamps on the sobbing mare. “Forelegs on the bed,” she ordered, indicating she was not finished yet, “And move forward till your hindlegs touch the bed.”

Still sniffing and sobbing, with the intense pain of the tawse reducing rapidly to a dull ache that throbbed across her ass, Chrysalis inched forwards until her hindlegs touched the foot of the bed, and then she placed her forelegs out in front of her. Once she was in position, Celestia pressed her nose under the changeling's raised tail. “I don't think lubrication will be necessary,” she said after tasting her arousal.

Celestia walked around the bed like she was stalking her prey and at Chrysalis’s head, she reared up onto the bed with her forehooves so that her pet could see the white strap on she was now wearing. When she saw that, Chrysalis suddenly stopped crying, realising what was going to happen next.

With a somewhat callous smirk on her face, Celestia stalked back around the bed and without ceremony, the alicorn reared up so that her forehooves were in front of Chrysalis's wings and she quickly thrust the strap on into her prey’s dripping wet marehood until it was hilted.

As soon as she was satisfied the large toy was nestled all the way inside her property, Celestia followed on the insertion with a series of hard, rapid, in and out thrusts that stretched out the changeling’s pussy. While she was busy moulding Chrysalis’s tunnel to take the fake cock, she lit her horn and magically created a feedback loop.

Now that Chrysalis’s pleasure was increasing her own pleasure, due to the loop, Celestia had but one thought. ‘I'm finally using her as she should be used…’ As she thrust into the mewling changeling again and again, Celestia didn't give off any love, but did give off a great deal of satisfaction.

Satisfaction, because she was finally rutting out her frustrations on that black ass.

By the time Celestia was finished, she had a rear hoof pressed down hard on Chrysalis’s head, keeping her pinned to the bed as she mercilessly fucked her soaking wet pussy like a cheap back ally whore. Chrysalis screamed out her two orgasms before she slumped onto the bed. “Oh...my...C-Celestia that was amazing…”

As she herself came, Celestia used the force of her magic alone to smack Chrysalis hard across her muzzle. It wasn’t a love tap, or a pretend slap, it was a firm, stiff smack, and Celestia had all her force behind it. “Owww!” the changeling whimpered and, as her green blood started seeping from her nose, she started sobbing again.

Tempted to hit her again, Celestia instead moved off Chrysalis and around the bed until she was facing the crying mare, her muzzle on the bed too. “You have made a grievous error,” she stated in a quiet, though nonetheless commanding tone, “One where I could send you away from me for a long time. Is that what you want?”

Chrysalis shook her head firmly, making the green blood seep quicker down her face from her nose, “N-No Mistress! I don't want to be sent away; I want to be with you!”

“Do not repeat that mistake again,” Celestia said coldly, “On the bed, and lay across the foot of the bed. I can use a hoof warmer.”

“Yes Mistress,” Chrysalis ignored her bleeding nose and she pulled herself up onto the bed and she laid across the bottom, like she had been ordered.

Once she was in position, Celestia moved up onto the bed and she rested her rear hooves against Chrysalis’s hard body. “Rest, pet. I will have need of you later.”

“Thank you, Mistress…” Chrysalis closed her large green eyes and subconsciously, her horn glowed with a soft green light and her body started to heal the nine tawse strikes as well as her broken nose. Celestia did notice that, but she did nothing to stop it, as she did give Chrysalis permission to use magic.

In a few moments, Chrysalis was snoring softly, her horn still glowing gently like a pulsing night light as her body continued to regenerate itself. Celestia used a spell to reinforce the changeling's sleep and ensure that she didn’t wake up until she wanted her to.

That done, Celestia moved off the bed and over to her desk. Even though she was off, Wisteria had sent her some items for her to review. Chief among them was a note from Luna 'Tia, the nobles are demanding to know where I hid your body. I'm debating to kick them off the edge of the city to find it. Enjoy your time off, but I'll be happy for your return' Reading that missive made Celestia snort a laugh and, after ordering some fresh tea, she annotated the items that had been sent to her.

~ ~ ~

After her paperwork was completed, Celestia did rest on her bed, but she was wary of the first stirrings of Chrysalis when she woke. A few hours into the afternoon, Chrysalis started to open her eyes. “Mmmmm…” her ears flicked and her eyes flickered, not quite 'awake' but she was getting there.

When she saw the changeling start to wake, Celestia left her bed and she moved quickly over to her desk, where she sat, “Bedpan, front and centre, now!”

The moment she heard the authoritative tone, Chrysalis was bolt upright, her eyes wide open. “Wha uuuh?!” she blinked and took in where she was, on Celestia’s bed, Celestia at her desk, and without thinking she changed to Bedpan and she slipped from the bed to stand in front of the desk.

“Get dressed.” Celestia ordered simply and, once the pastel green earth pony was dressed in her maid’s dress, the alicorn ordered her to follow her out of the room. As she walked behind her into the hallways, Chrysalis did wonder where they were going, unfortunately her guide wasn’t saying anything.

Fortunately, it was a rather sort journey down three short hallways. Celestia led ‘Bedpan’ to a corridor between her room and Luna's. As they approached the door, Crescent Moon stepped out with her mane wrapped in a towel. “Good day to you, Princess,” Luna’s personal attendant bowed respectfully before trotting off towards Luna's room.

Celestia then entered what was the royal baths and closed the door once the earth pony was inside. “Attend to me.”

Chrysalis looked around at the white marble baths with the gold decorations and she was quite lost. She guessed, correctly, that there was a specific order to things here, but she had no clue what that was. “Um...Mistress, is there an order you wish to be bathed in?”

Almost as soon as she said that though, Chrysalis found the bathing rituals weren’t that hard. The entrance where they were had a bench running along each side. She started to undress her Mistress, starting with her crown and then her breast plate. Then, she knelt and reverently, she slipped off the Princess’s horseshoes, one by one. She did spend a more than necessary amount of time removing the golden shoes and admiring her hooves before she herself got undressed.

Once they were both fully undressed, Celestia walked into the next room. Along the walls were hoof and magic held shower heads, six on each side to allow up to twelve ponies at once. Looking around, Chrysalis took note of the two shelves, one on each side of the showers. One was decorated with a moon, and the one Celestia walked to had a sun on it. On the shelves were various shampoos and conditioners for fur, manes and tails.

Thankfully, ‘Bedpan’ was very quick on the uptake, and she took one of the shower heads in her hooves, turned it to hot, and she carefully drenched Celestia’s white fur. Once her Mistress was completely wet, she replaced the shower head and reached for the fur shampoo from the sun shelf.

As soon as she was cleaned to her satisfaction, Celestia said, “You have done well, Bedpan. Clean yourself, order us some sake, and then join me in the bath.”

Celestia then walked into the next room, leaving a heavily blushing ‘Bedpan’ in the showers. She had a compliment from her Mistress! A genuine compliment! Excited, she cleaned herself, all the while glowing at the compliment she had received. After that, she ordered the sake and she walked on through to the next room.

In the actual baths proper, Celestia was reclining in the hot water up to her neck. She said nothing when ‘Bedpan’ entered, but she did lightly slap the water next to her with a hoof. The bath itself was large and it could easily hold twenty-four ponies. “Thank you, Mistress,” Chrysalis bowed and then she slid herself into the water next to her Mistress.

Moments later, an earth pony maid arrived in the baths with the sake and glasses on a tray, which she set just inside the door. After the maid had taken her leave, Celestia cast a spell to seal the room. “Serve us.”

“At once, Mistress,” ‘Bedpan’ got out of the bath and she walked to the tray and, holding it in her mouth, she bought it back to the waiting Celestia, where she poured it into the two glasses.

“You may take your true from, Chrysalis,” Celestia ordered when she was back in the baths. After the green flames had been summoned and they had receded, replacing Bedpan with Chrysalis, she continued, “I no longer desire to destroy you, but beating your ass is still high on my list of enjoyable things. Still you are doing better, then I think I am, too.”

“If I may, Mistress,” Chrysalis started and, when she was motioned to continue, she said, “I quite enjoy the way you beat my ass, as you put it. You are skilled with the crop and the tawse.”

“I may even show you my skill with the hoof,” Celestia said as she swirled her drink around in her glass, “Far better than my first try.”

“Again, if I may, you do have beautiful hooves, Mistress,” Chrysalis’s eyes keep flicking from the alicorn’s face to said hooves.

Slowly, Celestia sipped her sake, her own eyes closed. “Give me time Chrysalis, I need to be the master of me before I can truly be the master of you.”

“Time is the one thing we have plenty of,” Chrysalis commented as she took a sip of her own drink. She noticed there was a slight frown on Celestia's face when she said that. “Did I say something wrong?”

“Plenty of time,” Celestia repeated solemnly, “It’s not something I or Luna had considered for others. I guess time will tell…”

“Fun fact,” Chrysalis said after taking a larger drink of the sake, “Unless you take my head off, I'm as long lived as you or any other alicorn. But you knew that already.”

Celestia nodded thoughtfully, “Taking you as a partner never occurred to me.”

“And now?”

Celestia paused for two whole minutes, just to see what Chrysalis would do as she relaxed in the pleasantly hot water. When she did nothing, Celestia downed her glass and passed it to the changeling for a refill. “Now? Now I will give it consideration.”

Sighing happily, Chrysalis emptied her own glass and refilled them both. “That's more than you gave me the last time, remember?” she asked as she passed back Celestia’s glass. “You do recall four hundred years ago, when we were friends, we were in your bedroom and I confessed I loved you? You declared me an unnatural abomination.”

Again, the Princess frowned, “And what pony form were you wearing when you made that declaration?”

“Mistmane. I thought you'd appreciate the Pillar of Beauty.”

“This is you,” Celestia pointed a hoof at Chrysalis, “The you that nopony can see. Bedpan is unnatural. It’s how things are. It is for you to be unnatural, and for me to accept that.”

“Naturally unnatural…” Chrysalis chuckled, and she laid back in the water so it went all the way up to her jawline, “At least we have progress and you got rid of that silly same sex rule thing.”

“I can learn from my mistakes, can you?”

“Mistakes,” Chrysalis closed her eyes and sighed in the warm water, “What am I if not a catalogue of my mistakes, Celestia?”

“Such as the one you just made.”

Expecting another broken nose, Chrysalis flinched. But, no such blow came. “I thought we were speaking freely between us,” she responded, her eyes still closed, “I cannot tiptoe around on eggshells fearing I may say the wrong thing. I want to clear the air between us.”

“Few get to enjoy this room,” Celestia drained her second glass and placed it on the tray. “You claimed you submitted to me, would even be my slave. I have no need for slaves, but you have not yet earned the right to be my equal. The air is clear as I'm talking to Chrysalis, and you are talking to your Mistress. The day I allow you to take off that collar if you please is the day you will know there is something more.”

“Thank you, Mistress,” happy that for the moment there was no ill will between them, Chrysalis smiled and drained her glass. “I want to apologise to you, for everything that has passed between us. I know it's not worth much, but I never stopped loving you, Mistress.”

“Apology accepted. Now,” she turned her gaze to the changeling, “It’s time for Bedpan to return. I have an ass to beat when we get back to my room.” She watched as the green flames appeared and in an instant, Chrysalis was gone, and Bedpan was in the water. Celestia then got out of the tub and she walked back to the washroom where the fur drier was. “You may brush my coat and mane.”

‘Bedpan’ followed her Mistress to the washroom where, after the dryer had worked its magic, she selected the coat brush first, starting at Celestia’s neck and working down towards her legs. “Your fur is amazing, Mistress, so soft…”

Celestia had a hint of a smile on her face as she relished the feel of the brush rather expertly applied to her fur, “Sometimes change can be good.”

“Mmmmm…” Chrysalis agreed as she switched to a finer brush when she got down to her Mistress’s legs. “You know,” she smiled when she was down at eye level with her hooves, “I could worship these all day, Mistress.”

A chuckle escaped Celestia’s lips, “I believe that’s what you are doing now. You may continue.”

“Thank you Mistress,” ‘Bedpan’ tentatively placed a delicate kiss on the toe of Celestia's hoof. Though she didn’t break character, for a brief moment, a feeling of revulsion went through her mind, squashed almost as quickly as it appeared. Chrysalis sensed the quick switch of emotion, but she decided not to push her luck by fully worshipping those hooves, she just placed a single kiss on the sole of each before slipping on a shoe over each hoof. “Now for your mane, Mistress.”

A slight nod came from Celestia as her 'show the world' happy face was firmly back in place. Now armed with a mane brush, Chrysalis asked, “However do you cope with it blowing like it does, Mistress?”

“Easier to stay cool with it always fanning me.”

Entranced by the mane flowing in the ethereal wind, Chrysalis took her time with brushing it. “You don't like your hooves kissed, do you, Mistress?”

A soft sigh came from Celestia, “I guess my tell gave me away. It wasn't the act; it was the who. You will make the same mistake again, and again, until it is no longer a mistake.”

“I see…” Although she moved the brush along the alicorn’s body to her tail and she started to carefully comb it out, the movements of her hooves were stiff and awkward, not as free flowing as they had been with her mane.

“Time. You said we had enough time. It has been less than ten months since I wanted you dead, to a slight shudder. Be happy I no longer wish you dead.”

“You are correct, Mistress,” ‘Bedpan’ skilfully attended to Celestia's tail, “I am happy at that.”

“I doubt that,” Celestia said quietly, “More you are satisfied with what you have, and hoping for more. While I'm sure it will mean something to you, I'm happy at the moment.”

“I know you are, Mistress,” Chrysalis got up and, happy with her work with the mane brush, she set the brush back in its proper place before dressing her Mistress in her golden regalia.

“Get dressed,” Celestia ordered, “It’s time to return to my room. I feel the need to exercise my hooves.” Quickly, the earth pony got dressed in her maid's dress, giving plenty of emphasis on getting her large teats into the holder. Once they were both dressed, Celestia led the way and once they were back in her room, “I think you know by now. Forelegs and body on the bed. Rear hooves on the floor.”

“I shall assume the position, Mistress,” as soon as she was at the bed, she draped herself over the foot of it and then she spread her hind legs and lifted up her tail.

This time however, Celestia got on the bed, and she straddled Chrysalis’s body, only facing the opposite direction to the earth pony. “Back up three hoof lengths.”

“Yes Mistress,” Chrysalis had a brief moment of enjoying having Celestia’s fat ass on her back before she backed up. The three hoof lengths were just enough to allow ‘Bedpan's’ huge teats to swing free of the bed. Silently, the Princess lowered herself onto the earth pony’s back and she pushed her ass up against the back of her pet's head, pinning her to the bed.

“You used my name. Such a naughty pony you are!” Celestia used her forehooves, with the shoes still on, to deliver five spanks to each of her pet’s ass cheeks. Then, while she was screaming in pain, Celestia used her magic to remove a horseshoe so she could massage those hefty teats, “Are you still a naughty pony?”

After screaming her pain and agony into the bedsheets ten times, Chrysalis started to moan at the hoof that was massaging her large heavy teats. “No-No Mistress!” she whimpered as her hind legs wobbled, and for sure she was glistening and leaking between her hind legs, “I'm a good pony! I'm a good pony, Mistress!”

“I think you lack sincerity…” Silently, Celestia slipped the horseshoe back on her hoof and she proceeded to deliver five more firm stiff spanks to each of ‘Bedpan’s’ cutie marks and her rear end. With each strike, Chrysalis screamed that she was a good pony, as much as she could be heard under Celestia’s wide ass.

On the eighth spank, Chrysalis couldn’t contain herself any longer and, from the intensity of the pain alone, the changeling came, squirting on the floor behind her. Although Chrysalis reached her climax at spank number eight, Celestia didn’t stop until the tenth landed firmly on the welt covered ass cheeks. “You are so naughty for cumming first. It should be Mistress first.”

Smirking, Celestia used her magic to remove both of the shoes that covered her forehooves and she played with ‘Bedpan’s’ teats. Then, when she’d had enough of that, she backed up, forcing her pet's head down as she travelled over her head to the end of her muzzle and back over her ears. The alicorn was pressing down hard so she could feel her head and muzzle against her own wet marehood. “I will now use the bad pony, but the bad pony may not use her tongue.”

Still panting from her orgasm and from the intense pain in her ass, Chrysalis squeaked with a mixture of delight and humiliation as she felt Celestia back up over her head until she was looking at her Mistress's dripping wet marehood, “I-I'm sorry Mistress, I-I shouldn't have cum!”

“I said no use of your tongue,” Celestia snapped, “I will teach you pet!” the alicorn’s movement picked up speed as she used Chrysalis’s head to rub herself off. Reaching over, she used her hooves to grasp, squeeze, and jiggle her teats.

“MmmmMMMMM!” Chrysalis moaned and squirmed, though she made sure to keep her mouth shut that time, but she did make with many squeaks and whimpers, mostly from the hooves that were roughly groping her teats, but also from the humiliating position she was in.

While Chrysalis flared her nostrils in a futile attempt to breathe, Celestia did not ease up, not for a second. Adjusting her position, so that she was sat in front of Chrysalis, the Princess gripped her ears in her hooves, and she thrust her crotch back and forth over the earth pony’s muzzle.

Using her ears to hold Chrysalis’s head in place, Celestia found a new way to abuse her. Using her like a living sex toy was really turning the alicorn on and she didn't go more four minutes before she orgasmed with her pet's nose just where she wanted it to be.

When she came, Celestia’s cum squirted up Chrysalis’s nose, making her gasp open mouthed for breath, and then more of her cum flooded her face and went down her throat. Celestia though didn’t care one bit where her fluids went, as long as her pet didn't push out her tongue to sample her, which she did not.

In a rather futile manner, Chrysalis gasped for breath, effectively blind as her Mistress's fluids were gumming her eyes closed. Uncaring, Celestia smeared herself over the earth pony’s head and down the back of her neck. “Nice choice of mane conditioner,” she smirked somewhat cruelly before she climbed off of her fuck toy and she walked to her desk. “Face me.”

Even though she was utterly shameless, Chrysalis was still blushing up a storm from having her Mistress smear herself into her like that. As her eyes were gummed shut from the facial she had received, she found that facing her was a bit tricky, but after a moment she turned to face the sound of Celestia's voice.

“Open,” Smirking nastily, Celestia placed the white vibrator into ‘Bedpan’s’ mouth and she placed the strap on on her head so that the phallus was a ‘horn’ and she tightened the straps to keep it in place. “You may clean those in your room and put them back on display. After that, you may clean yourself. I will call on you again tomorrow.”

Chrysalis didn't speak, she hadn't been allowed. Instead, she bowed respectfully, and she blindly made her way to Celestia's door, showing how aroused she was to her Mistress on the way with a high raised tail. While she did watch, Celestia said nothing. Fortunately, Shieldwall was on hoof outside to guide the lewd mess back to her room.

A short time later, Celestia walked into the private dining room she shared with her sister and she saw that Luna was already there. “Did you enjoy your short vacation?” Luna asked as she looked up from her breakfast muffins and coffee.

“Did any nobles die?” asked Celestia as she took her seat at the small table.

“Nopony saw it so you can't prove a thing!” Luna shot back quickly and as she drank her coffee and Celestia sampled her cup of tea, they both shared a laugh.

“So, I used Chrysalis as a giant fuck toy today,” Celestia stated casually, though she did have to rub her thighs together because the memory of what she had done was getting her hot and bothered again.

“Was it fun?” when Celestia simply nodded, Luna – who assumed that what her sister had done had been consensual and above board - continued, “Don't let the toy sit on a shelf and collect dust.”

Unfortunately, Luna didn’t notice when a sinister expression crossed her sister’s face and when her smile turned dark and nasty.