Taking the Queen

Chrysalis woke up the following morning before anypony else. Spiceberry had rolled off of her in the middle of the night to cling to his blanket. It was a bit chilly in the room, but he seemed to be toasty warm, wrapped up in his little cocoon. She sat up to find that her back had stuck to the bed, the cushion peeling away from her skin. The cold air hit her back, still a little damp from all of the sweat. It was a brisk feeling.

She took another look around. Surprisingly, one of the guards was missing, having left his post. The other was sitting against the far wall, sleeping on the floor. Apparently, they'd become bored with the lack of activity. But what was she going to do, really?

As she reached up to scratch her ear, she heard a small click behind her. She turned to see what it was, and her eyes went wide. The support that Spiceberry had tied her to was not secure. The click was a wooden rod sliding along a small hole. with a very small amount of coaxing, she slid the post to one side, and the cable that bound her to the bed came free.

She was not tied to anything. Her guards were either asleep or missing. She was in good health and well-rested. It was still the early morning, and she was wide awake. An opportunity like this did not present itself twice. Quickly, on silent hooves, she made her way to the door while she formulated her plan.

They would find her if she stayed in Canterlot. She had to leave the city to stay hidden. She would need somewhere to stay, of course, and near to one of the decently-sized towns would be ideal. That meant either just outside of Ponyville, Whinnyapolis, or that third one she forgot the name of.

Well, Ponyville was not an option. Twilight made her home there, and the even if she did break into the farm that was near there, she'd be tangling with Applejack right away, and that was a surefire way to blow her cover. Not to mention the fact that she'd already made an attempt to take over Ponyville, and they'd probably be on high alert there.

Perhaps Whinnyapolis? The crime rate in the low-income areas was notorious. There was no place better to hide from the law than among the lowlifes and criminals. They wouldn't dare report her, on the grounds that they would be reporting themselves in the process.

Then again, it had been almost twenty years since she'd been there. Did that section of the city even exist anymore? Even if it did, would it be in the same place? She shook her head, remembering that one of her drones had reported back from there a few years back of a sting operation.

She supposed then that she would head to the town she'd forgotten the name of. It was small, and news of her arrival would spread quickly, but they were supposed to be a close-knit community, or so she'd heard. All she would have to do is "confess" that her ex-boyfriend was a member of the royal guard, beat her, and was sending his friends after her, and they would keep her safe.

All of a sudden, the thought sat like a foul slime on her tongue. She could picture the scene she would have to describe in her head, with Spiceberry slapping her across the face and telling her she would amount to nothing, and would never be anything but a cum dumpster for him and his pals. She could imagine it over and over, but to imagine telling ponies that he'd actually done it... The very idea made her want to vomit.

Her hoof rested on the doorhandle. This was it. All she had to do was push this blockade open, walk out the unlocked door, and disappear into the sunrise. This is all it would take to be free again. It would be so very easy. No more sleeping in a prison cell, no more sucking off stallions in the shower, no more enduring whatever Starlight had lined up for her to take.

No more Spiceberry. No more of his apple cider. No more butt plugs. No more being allowed to show her face.

Click

She locked the door. She couldn't do it. She didn't have the will to leave anymore. Walking out now felt like a betrayal. She was so close now to just being let go. It wouldn't be long before she could walk unhindered throughout Equestria. She could go anywhere, do anything, and be whoever she chose. Right now, what she wanted was right next to her.

She made her way into the bathroom and stepped into the shower. The controls were different from the ones at the castle. In the locker rooms, twisting the handle changed the temperature and pulling it out from the wall added pressure. This one was just two knobs, one red and one blue. She turned the blue and let the cold water rush over her as she inspected his selection of soaps. It was a very standard shampoo and body wash. With nopony to join her, she didn't take very long to clean up.

When she came out, everypony was still asleep. The sun was only just beginning to peek in from the windows, so that wasn't a huge surprise. She made her way back over to the bed to find that Spiceberry had rolled onto his back. Wanting to wake him up happy, she poked her head under his blanket, made her way up to his crusty, sticky sheathe and pressed the tip of her tongue into it, slowly coaxing out his cock into her mouth. She knew she was a little cold, but by the time he stirred enough to realize something was happening and lift the blanket, she was tightly wrapped around his shaft.

"Good morning," she smiled as she came up, rubbing her cheek against his medial ridge. "Did you have a pleasant dream?"

"I think so," he groaned, sitting upright. "I don't remember much of it. Why are you all wet?"

She held up her wrist, showing the unsecured cable. "I used your shower to clean up. Your security is very lacking." Without another word, she swallowed his cock again, sucking her breakfast out of his balls.