Taking the Queen

Chrysalis was typical among changelings in that she very rarely ever used her arsehole for any purpose. Dining on love created very few byproducts within the changeling digestive tract. Often, any waste materials were excreted through her saliva, stored as bile. Really, the lower end of her digestive tract was only used when eating pony food.

As a result of its disuse, it was very, very tight around the intruding member, which stretched her significantly as it pushed its way in. The stallion grunted and gripped her hips, pulling her back as he pushed forward. He was reaching places nopony had ever touched. She had never done this before. Perhaps anal was a bad idea.

Chrysalis' own grunts of discomfort were muffled, being breathed into Starlight's snatch. For a moment, she thought about pulling away, and removing this pain in her arse, but unfortunately, she'd already agreed to it. If she were to renege on her end of the deal, Starlight might stop feeding her. No. She had to put up with it. The stretching, the burning, and the oddly full feeling in her gut. It was worth the pain to be eating all she wanted for this short period of time.

Or, it would be, if she could feed right now. With every thrust the stallion gave her from behind, her body would move. Attached to that was her neck, then her head, and then her face. Every time one would move, the rest would follow, and that meant that she could not control her lips and tongue as she kept being bumped back and forth. She couldn't catch everything Starlight had to offer, and so much of it was wasted, dripping onto the floor and soaking into the stone.

It all came to a head as, with a particularly powerful thrust, Chrysalis was pushed so far forward that her fangs sank into Starlight's supple flesh, causing her to put a stop to the whole thing and exit the cell without a word. Chrysalis was about to call after her, but another thrust again clamped her jaw shut, and she bit her own tongue. She couldn't talk like this.

Unable to improve on her situation, she lowered her shoulders and began licking at the stone carefully, using her hoof to hold her jaw open. Adding all of the dust and dirt on the floor really diluted the flavour, and made her question whether or not there was any love to be gained here.

The sex was thankfully short, lasting all of five minutes before he came, chuckling about how tight she was. Chrysalis didn't have the stomach to quip back to him, as she was fairly certain that biting Starlight had damned her, accidental as it had been. As he walked out, she licked clean the wet spots on the floor and tried to suck the liquid love out of her bed where Starlight had been sitting.

"That all looks very pathetic, you know," came Starlight's voice from the hallway. She was holding a towel against her abdomen with a belt. There were a few dark red spots where her wounds were, and a wet spot between her legs. "To see personally that you have been brought so low as to eat dirt off the floor tells me exactly how desperate you are."

"Not willfully," lisped Chrysalis.

"I'm sure," nodded Starlight, stepping into the cell and taking a seat on the bed. "I'm actually quite certain that you did not intend to injure me as such. The way you were bouncing around, I'd wager that it just happened, whether you wanted it or not. I don't put a lot of faith in your intellect, but I don't think you're that stupid. Come, lie down next to me."

Chrysalis did as she was told and lay down on her bed next to Starlight. To her shock, Starlight grabbed her by the horn, moved her head onto her thigh, and began stroking her mane, feeding her love slowly. "Thith ith a thurprithe."

"How do you like being a whore, Chrysalis?"

"It'th okay."

"Just okay? Do you really want to take this route, now that you've seen the road it will take you down? Are you sure you'd rather be a lady of the night than a noblemare?"

Chrysalis thought for a moment before answering. "I find it'th more likely to hafe me fed by the end of the day. I'fe been to the noble'th partieth, and there'th no lofe to be found there exthept from the ponies who already lofe the pony I'm imperthonating. How much could I really exthpect that to cthange if I go ath mythelf? At leatht with the clienth, I can draw thomething out of them."

"So you'll be staying in this line of work, then?"

"I think I will."

Starlight nodded. "I can respect that. I never did much care for those stuffy parties, myself. Much more rewarding to work directly with the ponies beneath you. At least this way, if you are given the ability to transform, you could let the client live out some of their fantasies."

"Do you really think Thighlight would let me tranthform, even if I'm let looth on the thity?"

Starlight chuckled. "That certainly is up for debate. I don't think she will at first, but given enough time, perhaps."

They sat there in silence for the next five minutes, with Chrysalis soaking up as much love as Starlight was willing to give in a slow drip. Starlight, on the other hoof, was looking around, thinking to herself on how she might proceed from here. There were all manner of steps that she could take, but she still had to pick.

Once she was sure, she shifted Chrysalis to the side and stood up. "Remove your clothing and put it on the rack," she instructed. "I'm taking them to be washed."

Chrysalis fidgeted with the zipper of her dress. "What am I thuppothed to wear tomorrow?"

"You'll have them back," promised Starlight, "if not by the end of the day, then by tomorrow morning. I'm adding a few things to your cell for your behaviour today. I'll have them explained in greater detail tomorrow. I have a few things I have to look into personally before our next meeting."