Taking the Queen

Chrysalis sat in her red velvet dress, watching the door to her cell, just waiting for Spiceberry to come see her. She hadn't known him for more than a few days, but she'd grown dependent on him. Perhaps it was because he'd been feeding her in such a way that she could derive nutrition from. Perhaps it was that he seemed to actually want to spend time with her. Whether or not he wanted to come back after she'd spilled her emotions all over him, she could not say. After she'd blown him, he'd left in a bit of a rush, and hadn't stuck around for her to finish her cider and scone. Starlight had been the one to take away her empty cup.

She wondered how long she'd been waiting. There was no clock here, either in her cell or in the hallway. She never had any idea what time it was. All she knew was that it was after breakfast, but not quite lunch. Perhaps he wasn't coming today? What if he didn't come today?

Then she heard it. The clip clop of stallion hooves coming her way. She found her excitement waxing as she listened to his approach. Except, he wasn't alone. Somepony was walking with him. That was odd. Usually, it was just the two of them, plus the guard whose job it was to watch her. Still, she saw four to five stallions on a daily basis with just the ones Starlight would bring to have their way with her. One more in the morning wasn't a big deal, right?

It turns out that the guest he was bringing was in fact Shining Armor, and the comfort drained from her. She was not particularly fond of this situation, but she puffed out her chest, anyway. "To what do I owe the honor, Prince Shining Armor?"

He shook his head and grabbed the spear of the guard watching her, checking to make sure that the tip was sharp. Satisfied, he unlocked the door and slid it open before walking off without a word. As soon as he was gone, Spiceberry walked into the cell and placed the cup on her bed. "Sorry for the wait. Prince Shining Armor is a bit strict when it comes to you in particular. He was talking to Starlight when I came in, and she let him look into some security concerns he had. I guess he wondered if I was bringing in tools to help you escape, or something."

"Did you?"

He shook his head. "I meant what I said yesterday. I want to see you climb out of here on your own. The best I have with which to supply you is the equivalent of a good, hearty meal."

Chrysalis shook her head. "There's more, actually."

"Oh?"

Chrysalis placed her front hooves against the wall and slid her legs open. "You provide me with training. You give me an opportunity and means to figure out a skill that I have yet to solve."

He walked up and placed a hoof on her flank. "Which one do you need the most practice with?"

Chrysalis lowered her head in shame. "My only attempt at anal ended up injuring somepony. I want to be better at that."

"I can't help with that," he shook his head. "Not today, anyway. I would need to bring in a little something extra. And to be perfectly honest, I think you'd do much better to start with somepony smaller than me. Somepony less girthy."

Chrysalis sighed. "I was really hoping you would agree."

He patted her flank, and even gave it a soft squeeze. "I'll tell you what I'm going to do. I can't come in early tomorrow because it's a training day, but the day after, I'll bring some lube with me, and if you still want to give it a go, we can do it then. Does that sound fair to you?"

Chrysalis smiled and nodded. "I'm looking forward to it."

"Is there anything else you want to try?"

"Starlight wants me to be more accommodating. Is there anything you want to do?"

"In here? Some basic stuff, but what I'd really like to do is take you out for an evening. Catch a concert, go to an art show, a light dinner..."

Chrysalis turned to face him. "An art show... Like, paintings and such?"

"That's the idea, yeah."

Chrysalis swallowed hard. She suddenly wished she had paid attention during Twilight's lessons at the beginning. Then again, if she had, she may never have met Spiceberry. Perhaps if she talked to Starlight, she could have another chance. It wasn't too late, right?

She cleared her throat. "So, uh... you said you wanted to do some basic stuff with me?" She raised her skirt and exposed herself, winking at him to show her readiness.

"Why don't you go sit on the bed?" he smiled. "I want to watch your reactions throughout."

She did as he asked. After moving her cup so as not to spill it, he climbed up on top of her and pressed his body against her. She wrapped her legs loosely around his shoulders. He was already hard, and with her being wet, he managed to slip inside of her easily, and after a few moments, the cell was filled with the sound of breathy moans and soft wet slaps.

She was determined now. She had a calling to which she needed to answer. The look on Spiceberry's face told her that she was doing well, but he still occasionally gave her some hints as to how she was doing, and how she could do better. She did her best, trying to slow his roll so he could be around longer. When he finally came inside her, squeezing her waist, he collapsed, panting on top of her. Love was dripping from him, but she made no attempt to suck it all up. If any came to her, she would absorb it, but she didn't want to take advantage of him like that. He meant too much to her.

After he caught his breath, he adjusted himself and left, closing the door behind him. A moment passed before she heard the squeaky wheels of the lunch cart and made a move to drink the cider he'd brought. It was room temperature by now, and that made it just right for her to drink.