Celestia Gets an Interesting Job Offer from Gilda
Taking a prisoner to her personal chambers to chat with them wasn’t the norm, but this was an important matter indeed. Celestia thought maybe if she talked to the prisoner alone, she’d have more luck. After all, even if she didn’t try to be imposing, most creatures were still intimidated by her.
Celestia took a deep breath as she sat across a table from Gilda, the prisoner in question. The griffon was looking a bit smug, and a bit larger than most griffons that Celestia remembered, particularly around the butt area. Actually she was giving Celestia a run for her money in the posterior department and it made her even more cross. Only the Princess was allowed to be that thick!
Between them, where there would normally be tea for a guest, were the items they had found on her: a horn ring, some powder wrapped in cloth, a blue potion with a male sex symbol on it, and a bag containing the Elements of Harmony that had been left in Twilight’s tree house. That wasn’t a very secure location to have them in hindsight.
“Are you ready to talk about this?” Celestia asked, her voice remaining calm for the moment. “And about where my student and her friends are?”
“Not yet,” smirked Gilda. “Besides… it’s kind of obvious.”
“Look, fatass,” Celestia growled, being a bit uncharacteristic in her desire to find Twilight. After all, that pony was her future ticket to retirement. “I’m giving you a chance to come clean, and if things turn out okay you could come out of this with very little punishment if any.”
“Fat? Ya think?” Gilda waggled her butt for some reason, cheeks bouncing a bit behind her. The princess ignored the inappropriate behavior and instead looked down at the items. Wondering about the powder first, she slowly unwrapped it, peering downward at the strange gray dust. Her horn lit up, preparing to analyze what it was for a clue.
That turned out to be what Gilda had been waiting for however, as the griffon immediately blew hard at the dust, blowing it into Celestia’s face. Celestia snorted in a lung full of the bitter mixture before coughing and sitting back up on her haunches.
“Can you please take this seriously!” Celestia demanded. “Do you not understand that you are suspec-”
“Oh shut up about that,” Gilda rolled her eyes.
Celestia had no intention of doing so, but stopped speaking anyway. That didn’t seem right. Her mind felt woozy, spacing out slightly and losing focus.
“Don’t make too much noise or call for the guards,” Gilda then demanded, and though Celestia had opened her muzzle to do just that, she closed it again.
“W-what was that?” Celestia had a sneaking suspicion and it wasn’t a good one.
“First, yes,” Gilda chuckled, sitting up proudly and waggling her hips again. “I’m behind their vanishing. I think the remains of the last one is still stewing in my gut, but the rest are already fat, and mostly on my ass. Seriously, that wasn’t obvious? Griffons eat ponies.”
Celestia knew they ate meat, though it never occurred to them that they ate sentient things, and the idea was too horrible that she simply hadn’t put it together. She strained to try to cry out again, but it was too late. Rage built up within her, but whatever the magic dust was, it didn’t let her lash out against her controller.
“But shame,” smirked Gilda. “Fat-shaming me, and when my rump isn’t quite as big as yours. I think I deserve to have some fun with you before I leave, with you. Anyway, I need you to put on that horn ring.”
Gilda strutted around the table and knocked over another chair with her bottom as she did. As she did, Celestia grabbed the ring in her magic, squeaking a little when she did and actually trying to dodge her own attempts by moving her horn. It didn’t take long for the mind control dust to win though, and the ring clamped down near the base of her horn. As soon as it did, her telekinesis ceased and she felt all magic locked away.
“W-what are you going to do?” Celestia’s eyes widened. “I… you can’t possibly mean to eat me too? Do you think you can get away with that?”
Gilda ignored her at first as she grabbed the bag with the Elements inside. She grinned widely as she started to slip them on one at a time, mockingly added.
“They look good right? I guess I’m the new Element bearer now!” Her voice then waxed seductive as she added. “I tell you what, I’ll agree not to convert you into griffon shit if you please me enough. Now I need you head on the floor, and ass in my face. I’m gonna eat that royal pussy like a pony meat pie.”
“What? No!” Celestia seemed even more panicked with that than at the idea that Gilda might eat her in a more literal manner, losing her royal demeanor fast. “That is sacred flesh, not to be touched by some birb!” She couldn’t keep herself from obeying though, waggling her hips at Gilda’s face to make the flesh wobble.
Gilda rolled her eyes at the racial slur, admiring the large behind rather than responding. Grinning, she fondled the rear, watching the fat bunch between her fingers and feeling the firm muscle beneath, then moved to slowly run her tongue up one of Celestia’s cutie marks. Having a near-goddess at her mercy like this was making her pussy churn in anticipation so she wanted to get to it.
She moved to her pussy, slurping at her hood and tweaking her clit with her tongue before opening wide and pushing the tongue between her vulva to get a nice long taste. To her surprise, she felt the stretch of hymen flesh still intact within the thousand-plus year old hole.
“A virgin? Really?” Gilda laughed, then slurped again, not yet breaking through it, wanting to save it for after she guzzled the futa potion still on the table.
“Don’t break it please!” Celestia choked on her tears. “Even if you kill me, I have to stay pure!”
Gilda didn’t answer, moving her claws to massage at the lips as she ran her tongue up and down, tasting the fresh pony cunny and letting Celestia dreadfully anticipate if Gilda was going to pop her long overdue cherry.
Celestia breathed a sigh of relief when Gilda pulled her head back, then tapped Celestia’s bottom and pushed it down almost to floor level. She mounted up onto her, dry humping her for the moment, taking it slow and enjoying the warm unwilling flesh against her slit, letting her own juices drool down onto Celestia’s nethers to get her relatively dry snatch a taste of what it should be like.
Reaching forward, Gilda turned Celestia’s head to face her, then started to purr as she looked at the helplessness in her eyes as more tears rolled down at the once-proud lips quivered. Though as fun as Gilda’s kinky meal spree had been, it seemed like a waste to just devour a prize like this. No, this one was a keeper.
She slowly interlocked her thighs with Celestia’s, pushing their cunts together and rolling her hips to scissor with Celestia. Celestia had to obey even implied commands, so her hips rotated back as well, if more awkwardly, to rub their bits together, blending their juices as Gilda started to pant appreciatively. Even if Celestia didn’t admit it, her own slit pulsated as much as Gilda’s now, she could feel every twitch as she rubbed more firmly.
Celestia looked like she was about to throw up from disgust at what was happening, whole body shivering as her shamed skin reddened. Humbled and broken, Celestia looked at her more like a scared filly than royalty, and Gilda couldn’t wait to stoke that degradation further.
“Cum for me you slut,” Gilda growled at her. “Or I’ll fist you all the way to your ovaries.”
Even as her face twisted in revulsion, Celestia’s body renewed its efforts to grind on Gilda, periodically changing its rhythm as if to find the most pleasurable sensation to push herself over the edge. Gilda felt herself surge forward as well, both their bodies tensing slowly as they slid wetly towards their orgasms. Celestia’s face adopted panic at the feeling in her loins, the uptight bitch probably having never touched herself before to know what it felt like.
“Don’t pretend not to like it, you whore!” Gilda demanded, amazed at how stupid ponies were.
“It’s wonderful,” Celestia admitted but looked pained that she had to. “Gonna... “
Celestia cried out, eyes going wide as she had her first ever orgasm against her rapist. Her whole body shuddered and unnaturally hot fluid splashed over Gilda’s thighs. Seeing the ruler of Equestria undulating against her with such pleasure finished off Gilda as well, speeding up her motions as she exploded in return, letting her kitten juice splash over Celestia’s soon-to-be popped hymen as she ground her hips harder.
Gilda pulled away, letting Celestia’s hips drop, then twisting her legs about to pull her over onto her back, which Celestia feebly allowed. The griffon pulled herself up onto the pony, turning about so that her own thighs were above Celestia’s head, while Celestia’s were spread out beneath her own drooling beak like a buffet.
“Pleasure this pussy’s pussy enough, and maybe I won’t drink that cock potion on the table and drench your ovaries in cum,” Gilda said.
“I-is that what that is?” Celestia cried, the thought having never even occurred to her. She seemed dumb enough to not realize Gilda would ram her cunt after this no matter what. “P-please, I’ll pleasure you. Please don’t break-”
“Then get to it!” Gilda growled, giving Celestia a solid kick to the snout.
Celestia yelped, then opened her muzzle wide, whole body twitching when the mixture of griffon and alicorn on Gilda’s pussy dribbled into it. She began to sob again, sending shivers through Gilda as she pressed her mouth to the nethers and forced her tongue inside. She moved her hooves to pull the netherlips apart, breathing heavily as she lapped deeper. Her awkward tonguework might have annoyed Gilda usually, but from a virgin rape victim it felt incredible.
Gilda dug in far more enthusiastically, causing Celestia to flail her hind legs slightly in panic when she felt the sharp edge of the beak. Grasping her vulva, Gilda stretched the flesh tightly then let it snap back, dragging the rough edges of her around it. To Celestia it might have felt like she was being sliced open, though in practice only leaving some sexy red streaks around her sensitive lower flesh. She repeatedly pushed her tongue against the precious virginity, feeling Celestia’s body tense up in dread every time she did, but never quite pushing through. She’d let Celestia’s hope rise a bit each time she pulled her tongue back so it would be all the more of a delight to shatter it with her cock later.
Celestia got a face full as Gilda creamed all over her, pulsating pussy rubbing firmly against her muzzle enough to push it slightly inside, choking the princess on the torrent of her secretions as she went over. As upright as she pretended to be, Celestia came soon after, almost as if the treatment subconsciously got her off, and Gilda guzzled at the brief fountain of goo before pulling her head back.
“That’s it!” Gilda moaned. “Damn girl, you were made for dyking out, but let’s go a bit further.” She rolled off Celestia, grasping the potion from the table and uncorking it. “I only spared her precious cherry from my tongue so I could break it with this.”
She guzzled the potion, and the effect was instant. Though it felt quite incredible, it probably looked painful as her pussy convulsed visibly before appearing to literally turn inside out, forming into a nasty barbed cat shaft as a large set of orbs grew beneath it. When Gilda turned to show it to Celestia, it flopped against her already moist face, and the alicorn could only stare at it in abject horror.
“Now,” Gilda grinned widely as she stood up on her haunches. “Turn your ass to it, take it in your hoof, and press it into your pussy. Beg me to take your worthless virginity while you do it, slut.”
“Take it, please,” Celestia begged, though the expression on her face was ‘please no’. She couldn’t do anything else as she turned her behind around, moving shakily to all fours again and pressing her bottom against Gilda’s well-fed gut. “Please rip away my dignity, leave me humiliated, my unwilling insides painted white with your dirty seed.”
Gilda panted, rubbing her claws over the sweaty behind, massaging the soft flesh as Celestia’s shaking hoof reached beneath her. She slid the hoof to Gilda’s shaft, a look of utter disgust on her face as she pushed the tip against her purest reaches, tight underused lips spreading slightly at the tip as it pressed against her ancient cherry.
Sobbing bitterly, Celestia moved her other hoof back further, the alicorn's head on the floor. She cupped the second hoof against Gilda’s furry ball sack, then coaxed her forward, inviting her to rape her physically and emotionally. Having such a powerful being do this… it was the most arousing thing Gilda had ever seen, and she’d seen a lot over the past few days.
Refusing to go easy on her new plaything, Gilda rammed her hips forward, trembling at the feeling of hot flesh around her. The thin layer of flesh stretched and tore around his tip in an instant, meat prying apart the wet flesh as she went deeper still. She slammed all the way in and immediately worked into a frenzy of thrusts. For a pony passage that had never even had horse cock, the thick barbed shaft felt like a spiked club getting forced between her tight lips.
Celestia cried out, but bit her tongue hard to cut it off since she’d been ordered to stay quiet enough not to alert anyone. Her eyes enlarged as getting it forced unwillingly hurt a great deal more than the pleasure that she’d heard was involved, at least initially. She massive pecker slammed against her cervix deeper still, as if determined to shatter it as well.
The princess had nothing more to say besides quietly sobbing, the shame burning over her body even as her hips pushed gracelessly back against her rapist. Gilda dug her claws more firmly into the giant bottom, leaning forward to grab a clump of the strange flowing mane to yank it as hard as she could, savoring every tear and resentful twitch around her shaft.
“This is your life now,” Gilda told her. “You’re coming home with me to be my personal rape slave, and I guarantee you’ll be a hit at get-togethers. You better get used to griffon cock because you’ll be getting a lot of it! But it beats getting turned into cat shit, right?”
“No it doesn’t,” sobbed Celestia. The fact that she’d rather die than experience this made the power-trip even more intense.
“Oh stop complaining,” laughed Gilda. “I’m sure somegriff will spit-roast you over a campfire eventually… just not in my lifetime. Bet that immortality isn’t looking great when you’re looking forward to getting passed down to my descendants like a rape-toy heirloom. By the way… is it true that alicorns can get pregnant from any species including griffons?”
“Y-yes,” Celestia stammered, but at least she wasn’t stupid enough to beg Gilda not to do it. She’d finally accepted that there was nothing she could do.
“Fuck yeah, gonna bathe those ovaries in my sperm,” Gilda groaned and hugged down over her as she was reduced to sobbing once more, still holding her mane in her beak as she savored her victim. “Soon as they’re old enough, I’ll sell them as a fuck slave or food. You’re foals will sell for a fortune!”
The griffon didn’t hold back, pummeling her behind, giant balls bouncing against her behind, both globs of flesh rippling from the impacts. Whether she liked it or not, her ruined hole slobbered her fluid down both of their thighs and coated Gilda’s sack as she dug her claws in and squealed in glee at getting to impale such a choice behind.
“Why are you doing this…” Celestia sobbed as she was defiled physically and crushed emotionally.
“Because I’m a griffon, whore,” Gilda scoffed. “We hate each other, so rape is the norm.”
Gilda pulled Celestia’s head back by yanking her mane, pulling her head around and forcing a kiss, then ran her long tongue over the princess’s face to slurp up more tears. Her shaft pulsed larger as barbs scraped out the sopping wet hole, and the griffon’s body tensed up as she prepared to lodge a fertile load into Celestia’s woefully underused foal factory.
Celestia cried out pitifully as she felt warmth invade her, painting her insides with disgusting spunk. She bit her tongue again, trying not to let her body react, but her own passage convulsed gleefully around her and she would have been pounding her large hips back even without the mind control at this point. She was fully contaminated now, both from her polluted ovaries and her contaminated mind that desired more of it against her own wishes.
“Sister, are you there?” there was a sudden knock on the door and Luna’s voice. Hope sprang into Celestia’s heart that she might be saved, but couldn’t call out for her sister with the mind control.
“Fucking Tartarus!” Gilda groaned, barely pulling back before she knotted inside her rape toy. “Come on, and stay quiet!”
Gilda yanked free, heading towards the window, Celestia obediently following behind, leaving a glossy trail of fluid as it drooled down her thighs. She looked back longingly towards her bedroom door as Gilda existed the window, but had no choice but to go with her as Gilda flew up above the window and settled on a discreet cloud above the palace.
“Here we go,” Gilda grumbled. “I’m gonna knot that cunt before we go, slut, I earned it after all the hard work I did slaughtering the Elements to get your attention.”
Gilda rolled over onto her back with a large grin on her face, laying on the cloud, and smacked her still solid shaft with a claw. Celestia didn’t have to be told what that meant. She landed on the cloud and staggered towards her tormentor, the creature that had likely doomed Equestria and would soon damn her and her future offspring to a life of sex slavery. She had never hated herself more than when she moved to straddle the griffon.
The griffon grasped her hips, but turned her around to face away from her, both looking down at Celestia’s bedroom windows so they could see the well lit insides from where they were in the dark sky. Celestia whimpered as she moved a hoof down to grasp the shaft again, bringing it to her cum-drooling snatch and pushing herself down on it.
“You better get more into this,” threatened Gilda. “I know you’ll always be screaming on the inside, but I want to see you act like a proper hornbag, so dry up those tears.”
“Sister?” Luna called again, and they watched as she opened the room door and started to look around for Celestia. So close, but Celestia couldn’t cry out to her.
Celestia hated to admit it, but the shape of that dirty griffon cock inside her felt so much better than the first time. Her pussy clenched eagerly around it, and her hips began to roll enthusiastically as she put her all into pleasuring her new mistress.
As she felt her body settle against Gilda’s swollen knot and began to slide up and down, she turned her head of her own accord and kissed Gilda deeply, lapping out the inside of her beak as they smoothed. Gilda huffed and grinned proudly as the alicorn pleasured her more eagerly.
“Good bitch,” Gilda panted, but moved Celestia’s head back with a claw, wanting her to watch her sister’s futile investigation of her room, knowing that the frustration of her being so close wouldn’t die. ‘That’s it… be my willing sex toy outside, but despair inside at your new life, just what you deserve for denying this ancient cunt any dick for so long.”
Gilda dragged her claws down Celestia’s form, nipping and licking at the back of her neck, clinking her beak against the royal necklace around her neck, which now may as well have been a slave collar. Her claws left red marks beneath Celestia’s fur as it cut paths through the layer of sweat all over her body, and she squirmed against against her new lover. All Gilda had to do was lay back and enjoy, because Celestia’s thighs were pushing herself down onto the shaft harder, desperately trying to shove the knot in herself as the tip again slammed against her cervix.
The alicorn’s tongue hung from her muzzle, drooling so much that one might have thought she’d already sucked Gilda off. Her eyes slowly tinted orange as the mind control seeped in further, the addition of her hormones blending into the poison and helping the effects take hold of her mind permanently.
“Cum inside me again Mistress,” Celestia panted as her eyes watched the window of her bedroom. She watched Luna leave, then come back with guards to investigate the room, all the while not realizing the one they looked for was right outside the window getting knotted by nasty griffon cock on a cloud. She still felt desperation internally, but somehow it was just feeding into her hip movements, as if she was getting off on her own despair.
“Oh yeah, I want to make sure this pussy is loaded with my chick before we head home,” purred Gilda.
Gilda squeezed her thigh with one claw as the other felt over the belly that would soon swell with her unwilled offspring, ceasing her relaxing and ramming her hips upwards again. Celestia’s whole body bounced with the motions, sweaty flesh shimmering in the dim moonlight as her tainted flesh rippled.
Not wanting to make too much noise, Gilda bit down on Celestia’s mane again as she expelled a second load into the churning pleasure oven. Their bodies shivered together as she rammed hard several more times, pushing through Celestia’s inner reaches and directly into her womb to hose down her most intimate depths with rape juice. As her belly swelled slightly, Gilda forced herself upwards, the drooling cum lubricating the knot more and letting her lock it within the sperm-slickened passage that she now owned.
The two panted together, Celestia turning once more to share a deep kiss with her mistress, acknowledging who now owned her womb and everything else. Gilda squeezed her belly again to feel the juice slosh about inside, then glanced down from the cloud, seeing more soldiers run about frantically on the ground. Looked like it was time to go.
Gilda flapped her wings slowly, edging the cloud they were on away from the palace, pulling another cloud over them to hide from any fliers. From there, they’d head to Rainbow’s house, since a cloud house could be moved. After leaving Rainbow and her friends as a steaming pile where it used to be, she’d take the house back to Griffonstone to live there with her new piece of rape meat.
