Repression

“Cadance!” Twilight shouted, jumping to the arms of her ex-foal-sitter-turned-sister-in-law. “How have you been? Is everything alright now? No signs of King Sombra returning?”

Cadance smiled, snuggling her sister-in-law closely before replying. “It’s good to see you again, Twily. Especially after your last visit. Shining will be delighted to see you once he’s back from the barracks,” ending the hug, she signaled her to walk at her side, her guards standing at a respectable distance as they entered the Palace. “As for Sombra? No signs of him whatsoever. I think the Crystal Heart destroyed him entirely.”

“May Celestia forgive me for saying this, but I hope Sombra is dead-dead. I know I shouldn’t think about bringing harm to another creature, but he was worse than Discord!” She protested, ending with a huff.

The Princess giggled at her antics. “You may be older and wiser, Twily. But you’re still as adorable as ever~”

“I’m not adorable!” She protested with a pout. “I’m cute. There’s a difference.”

“Of course, of course. Whatever you say, Twilight.” Ending with a giggle, she looked around. “Say, where’s Spike?”

“Swarmed by his adoring fans. I don’t think he’ll be making it to the Palace anytime soon.”

“Shame. I wanted him to join us for supper. But I’m sure he and Shiny will have a blast tonight with their ‘Bro Time’,” she grinned. “Though not as much as us with our sleepoveeeeeer~”

“When was the last time we had time for ourselves, Caddy?” Twilight asked, smiling widely at her sister.

“Since before you moved to Ponyville. Speaking of which, you have to tell me all about it! We barely had time to talk during the previous times we saw each other!” She egged on. Suddenly, her body froze but managed to prevent her surprise from showing. There it is again, she thought frowning internally. This spirit is rather persistent. It’s been following me all day yet it has not made its intentions clear. Am I just part of his prank? Or is it just having fun? Ahhhh, one of the downsides of being an alicorn: you attract spirits like a lighthouse.

She told herself, not really hearing what Twilight was saying as her mind was way too distracted by the cold sensation of ethereal hands groping her thighs, ass, back, breasts, and everywhere it could touch happily ignoring her clothes. Well, at least it’s considerate. Maybe it knows what happened to the last spirit that tried to be frisky with me in public?

Hours passed slowly, Cadance putting on a strong face through it all. She had to admit, albeit begrudgingly, that the spirit had to be quite powerful to resist the natural aura that fended off paranormal beings from her proximity. And while she disliked being groped, her breasts squeezed, nipples stiffened from its cold touch, her pussy gently caressed while surrounded by her guards; more so when her family sat around the same table at dinner was almost too much for her to withstand. Thankfully, the spirit never did something worse than teasing and being way too touchy-feely with her.

Looking across the table she looked at Spike, who was staring at her strangely for a while now. “Is something the matter, Spike?”

“Yeah… I can kinda see some mist around you? What’s up with that?” He asked before popping in a few gems into his maw.

“Well, I don’t see anything,” Twilight followed.

“Oh, that?” Cadance smiled, biting her tongue for a moment as the spirit kissed her nape, pinched her nipples, and teased her clit at the same time. “It’s just my natural alicorn aura. I’m surprised you can see it at all. Dragons can see beyond what most creatures are able to, but I thought you were still too young to develop that gift. I guess you must be quite talented, oh Spike the Brave and Glorious.”

Spike blushed, squirming in his seat trying to play her praise off. “Who, me? Yeah, I’m pretty brave and glorious! Not to mention honorable and an all-time great guy!”

“Honorable my flank! You cheat at O&O every time you can, purple iguana. And brave? I guess it wasn’t you who screamed like a filly when the ice-spider came through the window?” Shining faithfully fulfilled his quota of brotherly teasing.

“You take that back!” Spike squealed in a high-pitched voice, much to the amusement of the rest of his family. “You just say that because you’re always trying to break the meta of the game! A wizard can’t be a rogue-alchemist-dragon-paladin!”

“Pffft, says the dragon playing a Sorcerer-Cleric!” Shining countered.

While the two went back and forth over various rules and other details, Twilight giggled their silly antics while Cadance was relieved they had forgotten about her predicament on their own. She blushed at the thought of having been seen by Spike like that: defenseless and enduring the tantalizing touch of the spirit having its way with her.

After dinner, they parted ways. Cadance and Twilight would stay in the Royal Suite while Shining and Spike would take a guest room to give the girls all the time and privacy they needed. Cadance was keen on using this chance to excuse herself and change in the bathroom.

“Don’t you think that’s quite enough?” She asked in an annoyed, firm tone as she removed her dress. In response, she got a firm grope of her breasts followed by several hands touching her all over: ass, thighs, pussy, hips, waist. Everything was game for the spirit it seemed. “Okay, look… you had your fun but I am really at my wit’s end here. You can either A) tell me what you need of me so you can move on, B) Stop and go away, or C) I’ll choose option B for you, and you really don’t want that,” the spirit stopped fondling her but didn’t remove its hands. Raising an eyebrow, she sighed. “Finally got your attention, huh?”

“Look… I’m not angry, okay? I don’t know what kind of spirit you are exactly, but I wish to help you. I’ve done this before. You’re dead and you need to move on to the Beyond. I can help you with that-” she raised a hand, her horn glowing with magic, “-or things can get ugly. Your choice.”

The spirit groped her all over thoroughly, pulling down her panties and unhooking her bra. Then it pinched her nipples, pulling at them at the same time it kissed her belly button, rear hole, and clit. Finally, it gave her asscheeks a firm whack before dissipating, its presence vanishing from Cadance’s senses.

The Princess of Love shuddered, her body pleased with the cold, welcoming touch of the spirit. Sighing a few seconds later, she put on her nightie. “...I can’t believe I have to deal with horny spirits on a regular basis…” After that, she walked out of the bathroom to find Twilight was also wearing a nightie, the one she gifted her during her last visit, to be exact. “Don’t you think that’s a little too revealing for a sleepover?”

“Says the mare wearing nothing under her mostly see-through nightie… show-off.” Twilight countered.

“Touche,” Cadance replied with a smile before they exploded into a fit of giggles. Then, their private two-mare slumber party began.

Through a pleasant night of playing around, poking fun at one another, re-telling stories, a few embarrassing confessions, and Cadance trying to find out the kind of guy Twilight liked, their catching up sleepover came to an end. Of course, being an alicorn Cadance could go on for weeks without sleeping if she desired, but she hated not getting her beauty sleep. So by the time Twilight was swinging her head back and forth tiredly, Cadance scooped her up.

“Alright, sleepyhead, time for bed,” she chanted as she lowered her little sister on her side of the bed.

“Nuuuuhh, jjjaaaast giff me sum cow-flee ‘n I’ll be fiiiiine, Caddy!” Twilight replied rather groggily.

“Ah-ha, not buying that one, little missy. Now, time for sleep. The land of math and science awaits~ Calculus and trigonometric measures for all to make~” she sang, Twilight’s eyes dropping almost instantly.

“The square root of A is equal to B when mul...ti...plied…~” Twilight yawned, unable to finish her sentence and falling asleep.

“Sweet dreams, Twilight,” closing her eyes and moving to her side of the bed, she looked around the room, her horn glowing for a moment to make sure no unwelcome guest had returned. Relieved, she quickly entered into a peaceful slumber. It wasn’t until some time later that a strange sound woke her up. Checking her clock first, she realized not two hours had yet passed since they went to sleep. Quickly adapting to the partial darkness in the room, her eyes turned to the source of the noise.

“No…” she muttered, frowning with contemptuous ire at what she was seeing. The strange sounds were the moans of a sleeping Twilight. The covers had been moved out of the way, her nightie had been partially removed, and her panties were on her ankles. She moaned, still fast asleep, as an amorphous entity hovered on top of her. She could see the normally invisible spirit thanks to the amount of power it was using to pin her down, preventing her from doing anything drastic while it assaulted her little sister.

Cadance tried to call out her name or plead with the ghost to stop, but she couldn’t say anything; too shocked to do anything of the sort at that moment. She watched as the spirit fondled Twilight’s smaller breasts, pinching her nipples and twisting them under her nightie. Down below, she could see it licking and kissing her folds. The worst part was hearing Twilight’s moans of pleasure. She was being touched and used by an entity she didn’t understand without her knowledge but its pleasurable touch was still leaving its mark on her.

“W-Wait… leave her alone!” She pleaded in a hushed tone, still unable to move or channel her magic properly. As if to mock her, the spirit she had spared earlier undid the front part of Twilight’s nightie to reveal her breasts in full. Once they were free, it began to pinch her nipples harder, pulling at them and sucking them leaving behind an ethereal, cold, but pleasurable residue. It wasn’t until she saw it part her legs open and spread her pussy wide, an ethereal cock forming near her entrance that she gave up.

“Stop… stop, please. Don’t do that to her, please. It is me you want, after all,” Cadance sighed, trying her best to mask her desperation behind a veil of uncaringness. “Why settle for a meager spoil when you can have the Princess of Love as a prize, right?” The spirit seemed to agree as it soon left Twilight’s side, not before tossing her panties away just to add extra insult to injury. “That’s it. Aren’t I much more appealing?”

The spirit responded by tearing her nightie apart, freeing her bountiful breasts before cupping them. It played with them at its leisure, groping, pinching, sucking, and more to its heart’s content. It also began to caress and grope her entire body, kissing and licking also became a norm, especially on her neck, tits, privates, and lips.

“Aaaaahhhh!” Cadance squealed, biting her lower lip in time to prevent her from screaming out in pleasure as a girthy ethereal cock penetrated her pussy all the way to her innermost barrier. Clenching her hands into fists, she stood her ground, slowly but surely gathering up her energy to fight back against the spirit that was now abusing her. So enraptured she was with the swirling tide of emotions that she didn’t notice Twilight grumble and turn in her sleep.

“Caddy? Whuzz da matter?” The unicorn mumbled incoherently.

“N-Nothing, Twily. Go back to sleep, I just, uhh, pinched my pinkie by accident!” Cadance said in a hurry, smiling at her sister in an effort for her to not notice the bulge in her belly that formed with each thrust the spirit gave her.

‘You… have… nice tits…’ a voice suddenly said next to her ear. ‘That’s why... I chose you.’

Her blood turned icy cold to match his touch, but still didn’t lose her smile. She noticed Twilight’s eyes were focused on her bouncing breasts, not a surprise given the envious stares the young unicorn gave her almost all the time when she thought she wouldn’t notice. For long seconds that felt like eons, she waited in silence until Twilight yawned, turned around, and fell asleep in an instant yet again. Counting her blessings, she returned her attention to the most pressing issue at hand.

“What did you say?” She muttered angrily.

‘Your tits… are big. The biggest I’ve seen in many years. I knew… I had to have you,’ it replied.

“‘Have me’? I don’t know if you’ve noticed, but I’m happily married, spirit,” she countered, both miffed and appalled at its simplistic, brutal answer.

‘That doesn’t matter… to me. You will be mine. Feed me. Empower me. I shall… make that worthless stallion… you call husband watch… as I claim you as my treasure,’ it said with a mix of glee and contempt as if there was nothing she could do to stop it. To further reassure her of her fate, along with increasing the strength of its thrusts, playful hands, and sucking lips, it grabbed her by the jaw, forcing her to look into the spectral eyesockets it manifested; yellow, hollow, putrid, hungry things burrowing into her soul, feeding off her misery.

“N-Never!” She cried, enraged. “Now I see you for what you truly are, vile scum!” She managed to say in between suppressed moans, yet the spirit, out of cruelty, increased the pleasurable sensation of its cold touch. All in order to break her faster, but she had an ace up her sleeve. Mainly speaking, she was the Princess of Love. And this horrid creature had dismissed that fact.

‘What you want… is inconsequential, whore. You shall… nourish me for decades… as I make you my toy for the rest of your life.’ It claimed with wicked intent and sure of itself. Then, it made her levitate, only to rotate her around and then slam her against the bed facedown, nearly waking Twilight once again. Forcing her to present her ass high, it began to fuck her ass with another cock to match the one in her pussy.

Cadance gritted her teeth, fighting off against the near overwhelming stimulation her ethereal rapist was giving her. It made the task of focusing her energies difficult, but not impossible. Soon, she’d have more than enough to teach the spirit a lesson. All she had to do was endure a few seconds more.

As her magic gathered and her eyes began to glow and she knew the time had come. Focusing inwardly, she began to cast the spell that would render the spirit as a mere speck of ethereal energy at worst, or reduce him to nothing, forcing his entry into the Beyond where it belonged and where it would face proper justice for its actions.

So enraptured she was with focusing on her spell, she didn’t notice the spirit nibbling her ear. ‘And after I’m… done with you, slut… I’ll make sure the purple whore… over there learns her place, too.’

That was the drop that shattered the glass. In a moment of righteous fury, Cadance focused all of her gathered magical energy in one hand and, faster than light, moved it behind her back to strangle the spirit.

‘Gaaaahhh!? W-What is thiiiiisssssss!? I-IT BURNS!’ The spirit cried, its hands, mouths, cocks, and everything it had manifested dissipating into the aether, forcing it to adopt a more singular form as its energies were quickly eroded away.

Cadance, now free to use magic once again, nurtured her spell, giving it all the strength she could muster, absolutely overpowering whatever fight the spirit was putting up against her. With the sound of teleportation, she now stood next to her bed, spirit in hand. With tears running down her cheeks, she began. “I gave you a chance, you squandered it.” She spat angrily, her hold increasing over the spirit enough to choke it.

‘P-Please… I… I was just… joking… L-Let me go… I’ll never… return…’ it pleaded, flailing around uselessly.

“...I believe in mercy…” Cadance replied, her hold faltering.

The spirit stopped flailing as agitatedly, trying to use her change of heart to its advantage. Its smug confidence vanished like the morning fog when her horn lit up and a book appeared next to her.

“And I am no murderer. If I was unwilling to slay Chrysalis, who starved me and nearly killed me. Or Sombra, a Despot Tyrant that not only wished to destroy me, my husband, and Empire, but also enslave my new subjects. Then I wish not to slay you, spirit,” her eyes glowed brighter and she gritted her teeth. “However, that does not mean you will go unpunished for what you’ve done and attempted to achieve. Now, begone and stay inside this book, forever sealed away.”

‘NOOOOOO!’ It cried, but it was too late to do anything. As she began to chant the words of a binding spell, it could feel its energy burn and its very essence shackled by powerful energies drawing it into the book. The entire process took mere moments, but when it was done, the book had changed in appearance, creating a seal on the outside but other than that, it looked like a normal book with nothing but blank pages inside it.

Cadance sat on the edge of her bed, exhausted. She could feel the spell she’d used already eating away at the memories involving the spirit in an attempt to erase the knowledge of its previous existence away even from her. In her final moments of lucidity before the memory was repressed into the deepest, darkest corners of her mind, she focused on the perfect vault to teleport the dangerous book into. With a flash of magic, it was gone and with it the memories of what had happened.

“Brrrr, it’s freezing tonight,” she muttered before looking down at herself. “Ah… no wonder. Oh well, that just means I’ll need to cuddle up with Twilight~” she sang before moving to do precisely that.

Meanwhile, in the Forbidden Section of Canterlot’s Library, a new book appeared on a shelf. And it would remain there for a few years, unaware of the spirit bound inside it.

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“Gah!” He let out all of a sudden, surprised. If he needed to breathe, he’d have a ragged breath after what he’d seen… or rather, remembered.

For the longest time, he didn’t know his own name. Any attempts at recollection proved fruitless. Was he alone? Did he have a family? If he did, would they notice his absence? The answers may well have been lost to time. All he had left were vague images of the past, vestiges of a bygone time. Was it years or centuries? The only certainty was his imprisonment. Banished and shackled to that wretched book by a quasi-divine being.

Now… Now he knew who had done it. The Princess of Love, Mi Amore Cadenza, or just Cadance as she preferred. He knew something was wrong the moment he laid his attention on her. Not that there was much to look at except her power and astonishing beauty. Looking at her aura was enough for him to know she was happy, her husband was an ideal catch, and there was nothing she desired more than helping others. And yet, seeing her finally revealed him something about his past.

And he felt… not anger, as he wished and thought he’d feel towards the one who had imprisoned him. Loath as he was to admit, a part of him had always screamed that he deserved it. That it was his apt punishment for stupidity.

“Heh, now I know why,” he said to himself before chuckling, watching from the tree branch he was perched upon watching ponies and other creatures go around the village. “Perhaps I should be thankful it happened? To know I used to be one of those spirits? Disgraceful.” Phasing through the branch, he landed taking its selected corporeal form, that of his liberator and ‘brother’, Spike.

He watched with a wide smile as Spike and Twilight walked hand in hand, their tails intertwined walking next to Cadance and her husband. As he watched them, he stared at Cadance who, for a moment, seemed to suffer some kind of discomfort as she stopped suddenly to gently grab her head. Concealing its presence so that not even Spike could see him clearly, he watched her look around for a few seconds nervously.

Against his best logical thinking, something urged him to break his concealment just long enough for him to wave at the Princess of Love and give a quick, yet thankful bow. He smiled when he saw her eyes brighten at his action. Suddenly, his smile drops as he sees another spirit approach her from behind.

Rushing forth without a second thought, it closes the distance between them in an eyeblink and grabs the other spirit, yanking it away from her just as it was about to cop a feel. With practiced ease, he dispelled the opposing spirit, sending it straight into the Beyond. Standing next to her, he smiled at her again.

“Thank you,” Cadance said.

“Why does he kinda look like me?” Muttered Spike at Twilight’s ear, his eyes looking up and down the featureless doppelganger, but she just shrugged equally surprised.

“What was it, honey? A spirit again?” Shining asked, seeing his wife staring into empty air.

“Something like that. You can go ahead, this is a bit private,” obeying her request, they left her with him for a moment. “So… no hard feelings?”

“No hard feelings, Cadance,” he said with a nod. Then, he grinned playfully and his arms extended to her chest. Under her dress and bra, he pressed and flicked at her tender nipples. “And no hard nipples!”

Cadance giggled, swatting away his hands playfully. “Don’t do anything reckless, alright?”

“No promises!” He said before floating away. “Now, have a good night, Princess.” And with that, he left her be, flying off to return to his patrol. As luck would have it, he spotted the perfect specimen in need of his aid. “Zephyr Breeze, eh?”

Chapter 1 End.

Author's Note

Special thanks to anyone that read this!