Hivemind Control

Had it not been forced on her, Twilight would have absolutely enjoyed this. Shining was very good at sex, and especially good at knowing right where all of her weakest points were. From the countless times they'd lain in bed together, he'd touched nearly every part of her body, and knew every erogenous zone she had. On top of that, being married to Cadance granted him the experience necessary to refine his craft. And of course, his time as a captain of the guard kept him in peak physical condition and his awareness sharp. Of course, none of that mattered as much anymore. Being stuck in a room and having his mind controlled had diminished his abilities significantly over the last month. He was a shell of his former self, but still capable for the time being.

Just as Twilight was beginning to approach her edge, Shining suddenly stopped and pulled out. A rush of ambivalence ran through Twilight's head. On one hoof, she was glad to have not succumbed to Chrysalis' desires, but on the other hoof, her pussy ached for release now, as she was primed for her climax.

"I don't think you've been your best today, princess," smiled Chrysalis. She was still in her chair, her back leg hiked up and her hoof rubbing her crotch. "I don't reward bad behaviour."

"You're doing so right now," argued Twilight. "Forcing two ponies to fuck against their will is what I would call bad behaviour."

Chrysalis mocked a wince, obviously pretending that Twilight's words were hurtful. "Such foul language you're using; most unbecoming for a princess." She stood up from the chair, walking over to the bed, leaving sticky prints from the hoof she'd been using to pleasure herself on the floor as she walked. "So many better ways to utilize that tongue of yours."

Twilight narrowed her eyes. "Don't you dare."

"I'm just saying, if you want to have a filthy mouth, I can help expedite the process." She climbed up on the bed and straddled Twilight's head. "I'm sure you remember what to do with this."

Twilight clamped her lips shut. The smell was bad enough; she didn't want a taste. Even as Chrysalis rubbed her lips over Twilight's nose, she held her breath, not wanting to snort the juices that were dripping into her nasal cavity.

That plan was ruined as Shining slid back into Twilight's pussy, causing her to gasp again. Chrysalis pressed down, mashing her thighs against Twilight's cheeks. As much as Twilight was against the idea, her jaw was not as powerful as Chrysalis' pelvis.

"That's good, Twilight," chuckled Chrysalis. "Eat up. That's what we call good behaviour, and that can be rewarded."

As she spoke, Shining began to caress her insides with his flare. Certainly, that would have worked as a reward, if she had wanted it this way, but as of now, all it was doing was conditioning her to the concept that having sex with Shining Armor, a pleasurable and happy instance, was the same as being subservient to Chrysalis. While those were not the same, that's what she was going to think going forward, and that was a harrowing thought.

Giving up the fight, Twilight pressed her tongue against Chrysalis' labia. There wasn't really much point in fighting back anymore. Shining couldn't protect her in his current state, she couldn't protect herself, and Cercus wasn't around to put a stop to it. It was a losing battle, and she knew it. It would be easier to just put up with it until Cercus came back.

It tasted a little bit better today than it had last time. She'd washed recently, but also, something familiar was there. She couldn't quite place it, but there was something calming mixed in, something that she couldn't place. Whatever it was, it made her feel better, and as it leaked out, she was eager to lap up the fluid. It was only as Shining flooded her with his seed that she recognized the taste. It was his. Twilight wasn't the first one to be filled with his seed today.

As she reveled in the flavour and felt herself filling up, Twilight succumbed to the pleasure and let herself feel release for the first time since leaving Canterlot. She began to suck her brother's seed out of Chrysalis' pussy, savouring the flavour of Shining that she'd been missing for so long. It had been too much time since she'd tasted him, and even if it was diluted, it was a pleasant memory that could not be tainted.

Or so she thought. As she gulped it down, a new, acrid flavour forced its way across her tongue. It gushed with a fair degree of pressure, washing away the pleasant taste of her brother. Nor did it taste anywhere near the vaginal discharge of Cadance. It was not salty, sweet or sour, just bitter.

Twilight immediately pulled her tongue away and clamped her mouth as tightly as she could. Changeling urine streamed down her face, stray spurts rushing up her nose, but most of it flushing across her eyes and splitting its path around her horn, dripping through her mane.

"Oh, come now," chuckled Chrysalis. "The way you were lapping at my loins, I would have thought you were thirsty?"

Twilight shook her head as best she could while stuck to the bed. She kept her mouth and eyes shut tight, not daring to open them until she was sure Chrysalis had nothing left in her.

"You can play with your brother for the rest of the day," she laughed, disembarking the bed. "I only came back to collect him, anyway. I doubt I'll be coming back here very much from this point forward, so feel free to sleep in that puddle of yours." She turned to Mandible, who had been watching from the corner of the room the entire time. "Keep her here until he's done with her. Feel free to use her as you see fit."

"Yes, majesty," he answered as she walked out and closed the door. He stood and walked over to the bed, wiping Twilight's face off. "There's something I've been wanting from you for a long time," he smirked.