The Chronomancer

Applebloom looked up at the strange wall of ice and snow next to the fortress. The cradle of ice holding back a large gathering of stone, now solidified from the weeks that had passed since then. It was obviously pony made.

"Impressive. She must've stopped the avalanche." The red maned filly took off her helmet in curiosity. Her steel chest plate reflecting the light of the moon with her helmet under her hoof as she looked over the towering castle blocking the mountains path.

She was informed of the sorceress's disappearance by the village elder below. Unlike the said missing magician, or the villagers, she had no intention of opening the path, that was their problem that they could solve once her mission was done. She was here for him. Her eyes darted up over the walls at the tower, seeing a small balcony above that overlooked the front of the fortress and the trail below. At that angle you might even see the village even further down. Carefully scouting around the windows of the tower she felt a pair of eyes. Something told her this one would be a doozy.

Putting her helmet back on, she firmly stepped forward. Her small hooves leaving rather sizable indents in the snow as she made her way to the large gates. "Chronomancer! I am Applebloom! True knight paladin of the seven sage circle and hunter of the devious and wicked! You have been found and are ordered to surrender yourself for trial by both Order of Paladins and the Union of Time Protectors!" She announced, with not a hint of her homely farmers accent she managed to learn how to hide. She paused as a long quiet silence filled the mountainside, with only the cool wind echoing around before she cleared her throat. "Last warning! Release your prisoner and face the consequences of your misuse of magic!" She ordered, receiving silence again.

"Dangit." She huffed, stepping forward to the large metal gate and lifting the door loop, releasing to knock as she tensed up. The loud ringing shaking her armor uncomfortably. To her surprise and relief, the large gate opened slowly. Expecting an actual surrendering mage on the other side, she was greeted with an empty stone courtyard with no souls around. "Alright, last chance or I'll bring judgement myself!" She threatened, howling over the castles stone as her own voice echoed back. "Fine."

She approached the interior before sensing an abnormality, a pink wall of magic surrounding the entire structure within. A magical barrier of some kind. With caution she moved her head to her side, pulling out a shimmering silver blade with a comfortable dark wood handle in her maw. Her head whipped like lightning as the blade cut through the blue-green aura, feeling almost like cutting through rubber. As the cut opened a small entry she heard the angry howls of a stallion deep inside, putting a grin on her face. "Didn't like that huh?" She smirked, stepping through the torn opening into the courtyard.

A sigh escaped as she put away her blade, stepping further to the front door into the estate. The armored filly staring at the door in thought. A quick turn and her rear hooves kicked the door down completely off its hinges. "Alright! Enough hiding! Where are you!" She hollered, spotting an irritated looking apparition of a stallion on the rotating staircase into the tower. Almost seething with rage as he sneered.

"Fine, little paladin. Clearly, you're very capable. Follow me." He uttered, turning around and marching upstairs. With an equally annoyed look the filly cautiously followed the ghost. Carefully she looked over the stallion in front of her. Most apparitions made by mages wear what they are currently dressed in. Only skilled summoners can hide it and clearly this was a secondary skill to her quarry. She watched as the irate chronomancer slowly marched. He had armored gauntlets, a chest plate and a strange staff with a curved blade appear on his person. He was cornered. Or maybe he was cautious as her. "In here."

The two stopped at a simple wooden door on the second floor, a shining light underneath that appeared to be a fireplace or candles lighting the room. She scoffed and turned back, looking up the staircase. "Wizards usually like the top of towers so they can look down on ponies. Especially ones like you." She growled, continuing up the stone staircase as the apparition stared stunned.

"N-no wait! I really am in there! We can settle this easily if you go back, no need to waste your energy climbing the tower." The ghost tried to convince her, jumping in front of her in an attempt to deter her. The brave warrior filly simply walking through the ghost. "D-dear. You don't know what you're doing. I'm willing to face you but you're just wasting time." He spoke more sternly, getting an eye roll from the paladin.

"I've faced plenty of wizards and they never want to face me directly. I'll see you at the top." She taunted, flicking her tail over the transparent stallion's face before pausing. Her eyes catching a much more decorated door. Decorated magically in engravings. "What's behind here?" She asked firmly, turning to see the ghost frowning, then smiling much more confidently at the possible turn of events. "The prisoner, little paladin. You sure you want to go in? You might be horrified at what you find." He taunted, closing around her as his face neared into her ear. "Do you hear it?"

The small earth filly, held still to dampen her armors sound. She heard very wet sounds along with loud, high pitched moans. Putting her ear closer to the door, she swallowed nervously as the stallion's voice sounded clearer inside. "That's it, swallow it all down." An audible gulping and choking sound echoing inside making her body tighten as the ghost's face appeared next to her. "Gonna try and save her? She's quite tied up." He taunted wickedly.

Her hoof rose to brush off the misty figure before turning back to the stairs. "Defeating you directly will free her, I'm sure." Making the stallion blink in surprise, he was sure she'd take the bait. Whether it was real or not, but he didn't expect such tunnel vision from her.

"See you there, then." He growled, disappearing into mist.

A few minutes passed as she saved her energy, slowly pushing up with a grin. Now that she knew he was up there, she made sure to walk slowly, stomping loudly so he could hear every step as she came closer. One of her favorite things to do being intimidation before a fight, making her quarry sweat before she confronted them. With her hooves finally landing on the top of the staircase, she was surprised to see no doors around, an empty room covering all of the tower's space.

"He must use magic to reach the top." She thought out loud, scratching her chin under her helmet in thought. Carefully she stepped near the center of the empty stone room. Her head reaching into her bag to take out a small bag. Dropping the packet, a pile of coal poured out onto the stone. The paladins hoof dipping in to slowly draw circular markings, tapping a few moments until the decorative rune was complete. A stallion's voice sounding stunned punctured the air.

"Zebric runes?"

"Detect magic." The filly uttered, suddenly the room around her became completely revealed as a haze of a magical veil was unveiled. The shocked stare of the chronomancer himself, fully armored staring in disbelief as she pointed at him. "Surrender yourself. There's plenty more where that came from." She demanded, getting a sneer as he spun around his bladed staff in the air with his magic. The older stallion containing his nervousness.

"Clearly I was underprepared for you. Why don't you join me, dear? This is only the beginning of my reign. Once enough time has passed, I can offer pleasures you can only dream of." He spoke openly, letting a hoof out in a peace offer. He knew deep down she wouldn't accept, this strange filly seemed to live for hunting magic users.

About to respond, she saw his gaze flicker behind her for a split second. Making her pause for a moment, clearly, he was distracting her from something. Immediately she unsheathed her blade and turned, expecting something trying to catch her while she was distracted. Only that's not what she witnessed at all. Instead, a glowing green, emerald radiating magica caught her attention as the stallion took a step forward.

"You see? My magic is fueled by others. Specifically, that prisoner downstairs. I wasn't lying when I said she was there." He admitted, resting his staff to lean on as she stared at the artifact. This strange gem clearly had the potential to hold an army's worth of magic. Enough to completely control the region itself when filled.

"So, if ah destroy it, you'll be pretty much helpless?" She spoke, revealing more of her natural farmer twang, turning with the smuggest looking grin the chronomancer had ever seen.

"You brat..." She flinched as he teleported between her and the gem, posing with his blade angled defensively in front of him. "I'm going to enjoy breaking you." He exhaled. his circlet beginning to glow again as she spun her blade, signifying the end of their pleasant conversation.

With a twirl she caught him blade to blade, using the guard of her sword to twist her head and flick the floating staff away. A sudden buck to her chest plate launching her back away from the mage and his crystal. The warrior made a heavy breath to recuperate from the blow. Her own strange magic then planting the blade into the stone floor like butter, resting her hooves on the guard with a prayer. A flash of light emanating from her sword as three floating blades matching it appeared in thin air, hovering around her with a haunting glow of holy fire.

The chronomancers eyes widened at the ability, realizing she was the worst combination. Young, experienced, and unwavering. Her gaze opened to see he had floated the emerald to his hoof, draining it into his circlet. Without hesitation, two of her swords charged at him, one to hold off his bladed staff and the other to strike at the emerald. To her surprise he let out his hoof to block the blade, his gauntlet catching the burning metal. "Almost..." He panted, feeling the blade begin melting the outside of his armor.

With a yell, the emerald disappeared as he leapt back, punching the floating weapon away. The older mage throwing his hooves down with a sneer. "There. Now we can dance properly!" He let out a rush of magic, that grabbed at the floating items. His aura surrounding them as she grunted, realizing they couldn't move. He stopped them? She attempted to make more with her castings until she felt a tap on her shoulder. Looking behind her she saw the grinning gaze of the grey stallion above her. His magic holding her front hooves in place as a wet lick curled over her cheek. His nose stopping at the helmet before flicking it off her head. "Surrender yourself." He mocked her words back to her.

"Ugh!" The filly's virgin face folding at the unthematic advancement before pushing her weight forward, rearing her hind hooves to buck him away from her. With a grunt she felt the strange magic on her hooves and floating blades cease being held by his magic, free to continue fighting. "Enough!" She growled. With her eyes glowing a bright light, the chronomancer watched in shock as an array of chains appeared from her gauntlets. Leaving her sword, she flipped her hooves over as the chains whipped around his legs, his body becoming frozen in paralysis.

"What is this!?" He squirmed, unable to move as her pupils reappeared with a seemingly victorious grin. He whipped his body around, only to be tugged towards her. The filly paladin's strength rivaling a full-grown stallions as the wizard was dragged against the stone floor slowly. His struggle becoming a laugh at the hilarious embarrassment on his end. "Oh gosh, who'd have thought you'd be the one to tie me up? I'm getting pretty aroused.~"

"They're my chains of light, pervert. To capture degenerates like you." She scoffed, managing to get him halfway towards her to properly capture him and figure out where he put that emerald. "Wait. What did you do with that emerald?"

Her vision changed in the blink of an eye. She was back on her sword's guards like before, watching as the chronomancer's risen hoof was back to blocking the heated blade from earlier. Applebloom's confusion only grew with the dissipation of her floating blades, seeing the chronomancer's body relax again as he laughed to himself. "I'll admit, in any other scenario, you might've captured me." He huffed, leaning down with a bead of sweat on his temple. "But I've already won. We're just going through the motions now." He said confidently, letting his hoof raise as she watched the gauntlets over her limbs where his magic touched earlier disappear like the summoned blades.

"W-what...?"

"Time to make you submit, little paladin. One piece of you at a time." He smiled wide, licking his lips almost hungrily. "You'll be the one in chains soon. Don't you worry."

"Shut up!" Her hooves rose before pounding onto the floor, an array of light blinding the stallion suddenly from the cracks as he heard the stomping hooves of the charging filly approaching. Ready to move, his circlet flashed. Unnoticeable with how bright the room was, he was able to slow the flow of time from his perspective. Though unable to move normally, he could better read what was happening.

He caught her trying to charge at an angle, no longer trying to take him alive as her blade was brandished in the tight grip of her own magic. Carefully he sidestepped to her surprise as the blade slipped past his chest. With his hoof folding around her neck, he quickly flipped over her body. Now in position, time flowed normally as his full weight collapsed on top of the smaller equine. With the sound of her armor clanging against the floor she let out a coughing grunt, her sword leaving her lips as she caught her breath.

The evil turquoise aura folded over the shimmering blade as she squirmed underneath, surprised by the stallion's sturdiness as she watched the physical blade disappear like the summoned ones. "W-what did you do?"

"Shouldn't play with sharp things." He teased, lowering his head to smooch her cheeks as she watched her helmet that was on the cobblestone floor follow shortly after. "Let's see... Just your chest plate, bag and rear boots and you'll be bare." He chuckled, the aura circling over her gear as she squirmed underneath.

"Don'tcha dare!" She growled, suddenly choking up as his arm tightened around her neck in a headlock. Her jaw clenched as his heated breath warmed her ear.

"You can do two things. Continue squirming and we can continue our fight until I've completely worn you out. That gem I sent away had enough power for me to continue resetting this fight for weeks. I'm sure without your bag...." She watched as her floating bag that slipped out from between them hovered in front, suddenly disappearing to who knows whereas her stomach sank. "You'd get thirsty very quickly, begging me for a drink." He deeply cackled, letting her watch as her chest plate and rear boots disappeared as well. Now bare under the seemingly victorious stallion. "Or you can simply give up. I'll forgive you for trying to skewer me and be gentle."

"A'hm not giving up yet." She seethed, managing to lift him with her earth pony strength as his eyebrows lifted. Quickly his circlet flashed again, bringing her back to where he sent away the gemstone. "C-cheater!" She stomped, realizing how mobile she was with the lack of weight that was removed.

"To be fair. My weapon's been hovering over there the whole time. I could've ended this at any moment." He pointed where he had blocked her previous floating blades. Now unarmed and unarmored she watched as the smug old mage floated his staff to himself, fixing his mane in the blades reflection before dissipating it as well, turning his smile to her. A sinking tremble over her body at his gaze. "May I chain you up and rape you now?"

"N-no?"

"Good answer. Wouldn't have made sense otherwise." He snickered evily. The sight of a silver collar appeared over his circlet, something about it making her stomach curl even more as she took a step back. "You broke my time loop when you cut through my barrier, so I'll have to make one manually. I can't wait to rut you over and over." He growled. A chain was summoned that attached. The open collar launched perfectly as the snap clicked around her neck like a snake striking, gagging her for a split second until an audible click echoed in the room.

The now towering stallion wrapped the chain around his hoof, calmly walking towards her while she struggled to try and pull of the collar. Though smooth feeling, her hooves couldn't budge it. With the last of all her strength she attempted to rip it off, closing her eyes with a loud growl. After a few heavy pulls she feels the collar tug back, knocking her forward onto her chest. "O-ow."

With another tug, her neck was yanked to be dragged into his now sitting lap, getting a face full of stallion musk as his ebony length slowly grew right over her muzzle. Her body twisting in horror as the throbbing tip pressed over her lips as she attempted to keep her mouth shut. Two hooves gripped her ears as a strong magic tug over her jaw pulled apart her mouth to prevent biting, making her gasp in a panicked whine. "Nguh! Wuh glrlmph!"

"Such endearing words." The chronomancer let out a loud and victorious moan, rubbing her unhelmed mane as he sunk her deeper onto the newly erect shaft. The wet meaty sounds strangling her throat causing a defeated moan to escape. "You paladins love worshipping deities, but my humble cock seems better suited for it, little brat." He gritted his teeth, pushing harder as her gullet opened up with force. Her eyes wide and watering, basically laying on his lap pathetically while he wore her mouth like a fleshlight.

"Isn't this better than fighting?~" He taunted, her head bobbing slowly in his magical grip as the aroma stung her nose. He expelled a sigh, disappointed with himself as her lips popped off his cock with a wet cough, collapsing to the floor. "Not yet. Let's settle you in." He grinned. With a slow wave of his head while summoning a powerful spell, Applebloom gathered her thoughts. With one final attempt to win she suddenly rolled sideways.

"You can suck off yourself!" She crassly howled wildly in the moment, wrapping the chain around his neck and pulling back with all her might. His voice gagged in response while she twisted and wrangled the large stallion, pulling wildly as his face begun to turn a deep blue in her grip. Her limbs yanking harder as she wrapped her rear hooves around his neck. Her jaws closing over the circlet on his head with a desperate reach, pulling back to tear it off.

The sound of the metal circlet clanking on the stone floor nearby echoed in the room, her grip still tight. His hooves attempted to pull her away, his face now purple with a choked gag. In a similar desperate attempt to hers to free himself, his hoof reached down, choking him further until suddenly gripping between her thighs as she let out a loud moan.

His tender hooves pads grip pressed and rubbed every inch of her trembling slit. As each rotation of the almost flowing grip circulated between her legs her rear hooves straightened into a tightened shaking. Her body shaking as she struggled to hold his head with her front hooves.

He suddenly spun himself backwards against her head, catching the single breath he needed. His other hoof wedged between his neck and the chain while the other grinded and gripped her tender walls. His rear hooves on her shoulders, letting his weight hold her down while his length rested over her nose, the scent alone overwhelming, but with his returned control she submitted in defeat, moaning in deep guttural noises with each rock of his hoof's rotation.

Panting, the wizard quickly slipped from her chain and picked his circlet back up while focusing on the deadly filly. With a cold smile he summoned the power from the circlet, teleporting them into a familiar room, lit by a warm fireplace near the balcony. "There we go." The stallion rubbed his hoof along his neck, showing where the chains markings were.

The small filly was dropped on the bed unceremoniously by the chronomancer's magic hold, making her squirm in place as she twisted into a defiant growl towards the wizard. "Hey, we're not done yet! Let me outta these!" She seethed roughly, feeling a tightening on the collar making her fold into the bedsheets with a gag.

"You shush. I need to concentrate." He spat, closing his eyes as the circlet brightened. The young tied up paladin watched both angrily and curiously as the room was slowly surrounded in a turquoise hue. The odd haze seeping into the very dimensional space itself as she witnessed his ace. The room set in back to a normal transparency as he sighed in a deep relief, holding his eyes closed a few moments before collecting himself.

"I'll admit. You had me scared. You'll be perfect to rut my frustrations out with." He approached, bringing her head forward to the foot of the bed as she saw the familiar sight of the throbbing cock lifting under him.

"Ah-ah'm not doing that again!" She argued rebelliously. Her voice cracking a bit as she felt a much more overbearing weight of the magic around her. Somehow deep in her very existence understanding she was trapped somehow. Like an ant in an unbreakable jar, the time loop was cast and she was stuck properly.

"Open." The stallion spoke bluntly. The filly paladin looked up to see a much less amused expression on his face as his stormy gaze stared at her. Not the stare of a victorious villain, but a look she witnessed before only once.

One of pure certainty. He had won.

She wanted to hit herself, but her body acted on its own. Somehow letting fear take over as she slowly extended her tongue out with a whimper, opening wide as his shafts tip rested onto her drooling soft tongue. The sight of his face disappeared above her as he crawled above and laid flat on her back.

With a gag, she felt the blunt, leathery tip pound her throat as she let out a growl, thinking of biting until a deep warm lick curled over her folds. A trembling shudder shaking her body under him as he devoured her virgin clit. The strange position choking her with his throbbing shaft. The smell of male washing over as she moaned wildly, muffled by the older pony.

His fur and body heat sunk upon her bare form, the muscles and warmth radiating as she tasted the lightly salty pre of his cock leaking down her throat. Her moans interupted by the wet sloppy slurps she couldn't stop giving from the size. She knew biting would be punished greatly at this point, and that she was trapped like puddy in his hooves.

"Good girl... Unfortunate that your magical capability is drawn through external means or I would utterly drain every drop. I suppose this can be my close second." She felt his lips speak and rumble along her folds before mercilessly engulfing her tight folds, his tongue relentlessly pushing all the way in to defile the filly's trembling walls. Hugging her underside, he shoveled her face into his lap, having free access to her plump flanks and drizzling folds, slurping, licking and devouring her virgin folds as her muffled whines only served to vibrate his cock in her tight gullet.

"Mghh hgnghgulk mrgh...!" The little redhead couldn't even properly protest as she was hugged, being used like a glorified fleshlight while her tender, pink walls felt the hot breaths and sturdy tongue gripping along and audibly tasting to the point his velvety voice and the wet sounds cause a deep, deep shudder to release from inside. Her eyes rolling back while a flood of hot stallion spunk poured into her throat, feeding her.

If only she could have destroyed that gem...