Princess Luna had not understood what a ‘full body glory hole’ was when she first encountered it within one of the walls of the royal palace.
Consulting with her maidservants had only yielded profusely blushing cheeks and evasive answers, suggesting it was something they were deeply ashamed of knowing. After scouring the Canterlot Library for information on modern architecture and many of the more salacious customs, she had finally learned its purpose. She had promptly slammed the book on erotic exhibitionism shut and accidentally threw it through the window in her haste to be rid of it. She had told herself that as a princess, she wanted nothing to do with it or the sort of stallion that frequented such disreputable places wherein these glory holes could be encountered.
She had resolved to talk to her sister about the decorated, lavishly cushioned virtue trap in her castle. What sinful depravities had Celestia sunk to in a thousand years without her sister to guard her morality? For a princess to present her body so freely to any commoner! And as alicorns, were they not akin to goddesses before their lowly subjects? Assuming Luna would even deign them worthy of her body, law and custom commanded they be of proper breeding, united in holy matrimony, and show proper respect to her. Whatever these anonymous trysts of her sister were, Luna could tell they met none of these standards. But she found the subject too awkward to bring up with Celestia. She knew what a tease she could be. And if her sister discovered that Luna knew the definition of a glory hole, she would never stop hearing about her sister’s suspicions about her nighttime proclivities. As if the Princess of the Moon would subject herself to the vagaries of a common harlot!
“This is such a mistake!” Luna complained to no one in particular as she lay naked, her rear section protruding out the other end of the hole.
Luna could not stop herself from thinking about the thing ever since she learned what it was for. She had spent her daydreams subconsciously exploring a wild side of herself she kept very carefully concealed out of shame. In bed, she had to consciously restrain her own wandering hands whenever they sought out her naughty parts. Until her curiosity about the prospect of subjecting herself to spending time inside this hole saw her almost unconsciously drawn to it again. Celestia would be holding court for the rest of the day in the throne room, and she would not have the time to partake in any carnal adventures of her own that would lead her to encounter Luna. Who was supposed to be in bed at this hour. Explicitly without stallions!
She had taken off her dark blue dress and underclothes before neatly folding them, took off her shoes and regalia, and laid it all on the shelf located near to glory hole for storage and she had slid her body halfway through the hole. And waited. And waited. And her mind began to wonder if this wasn’t a big mistake. She was a modest pony, who dressed most conservatively and showed no more skin than she felt comfortable with. Nonetheless, her colouration, proportions and cutie mark could leave no doubt to any who would stumble across her exposed rear as to the identity of the occupant. Goddess of the Moon. The Princess of the Night. Now reduced to a woman of the night, and mooning her subjects. Word would spread instantly of what she had done. Luna had scoffed at the tabloids that dared to call her ‘frigid’ towards the common pony. As if that was an insult when she could be publically known to be a fornicator and exhibitionist! But though she would probably find it easier to get Celestia to open up about her sexual immodesty, it was not worth it to have her sister know Luna was just as lewd and wantonly.
“I need to get out of this thing. What on Equus was I even thinking?” Luna muttered to herself.
She pushed herself up off the cushioned surface her torso lay on, fearful that though she had not detected anypony on the other end of the hole yet, it was already too late to save her dignity. She was about to crawl out of her position when she could hear the clacking of footsteps. She froze in place, precious seconds slipping by as Luna perked her ears to detect where the sound came from, on who it could be. Heels. Female, thus. And on her side of the wall, the one with her head. Could she get out quickly? Could she still retrieve her clothes? Could she escape without them down the open corridors of Canterlot Castle completely nude? Wouldn’t leaving them on the shelf next to a body glory hole immediately betray what she had done and alert this person the Princess of the Moon was wandering the palace stark naked? Luna could not see an outcome wherein she did not suffer immense embarrassment and damage to her reputation, even as fear locked her in place, dreading the inevitable moment this wandering pony rounded the corner and saw her in here.
“Sister! What a pleasant surprise.” Spoke Celestia as she rounded the corner. “I had almost not expected you to make use of this glory hole anymore.”
“T-Tia!?” Luna’s mouth was agape as she saw her own sister approach her.
She self-consciously covered her ample bosom with her arms as it lay on the pillowed rest. She had never seen her own sister naked to her recollection, even as a foal. She felt humiliated to be caught in the buff, engaged in soliciting anonymous sex from stallions now. When it was well beyond acceptable to know one’s sister so intimately.
“What dost thou mean with ‘anymore’? Why are thou not holding day court at this hour?” Luna questioned indignantly to put her sister on the defence now that she had herself been caught in a compromising position.
“Why are you not in bed, little sister?” Celestia nagged Luna right back. “As for your question, I can cancel my appointments and duties at any time. I merely choose not to, for the good of my subjects. Are you, perhaps, in here for the good of thy subjects, hmm?”
“Do not mock me, sister! Whatever streak of morbid curiosity drove us to explore this contraption of thine, ‘t would be hypocritical for thee to chastise us for the reason thy had this space built; to fornicate with thine own servants!” Luna accused her with a fierceness not often seen of naked princesses.
“Luna, I have not had sex with anypony in ages, much less-”
“So, thou admits to have sullied thine royal body with commoners!” Luna interrupted, thinking she had caught Celestia in her admission.
“I watched your progress adjusting to this new age, sister. And I must say I am disappointed. Our ponies dare not say it to your face, but behind your back, they call you the ‘ice queen’ and less flattering names. Your inhibitions are as strong as a thousand years ago.” Celestia sighed. “You guard your chastity too well.”
“So you planned on me to find your own device for anonymous liaisons with stallions, just to entrap me in the same perverse, scandalous activities you have lowered yourself to?” Guessed Luna, her eyes shifting to her dress, wishing she could reach it without exposing herself fully to Celestia.
“Sister, I had this glory hole put here for you!” Luna’s mouth dropped at this revelation. “I had hoped that getting you laid would help break down your barriers.”
A moment of silent reigned as Luna processed what she had just heard, unable to believe her ears. Celestia had put this here to prank her. And she had walked right into it!
“L-lies! I would never do anything so demeaning as to submit to a stallion I haven’t even met!” The princess denied, but felt an involuntary twitching of her pussy at the idea.
Almost as if to test her resolve, she felt something pressing up against her labia. Something rounded and fleshy, firmly brushing her privates. Her eyes went wide as she realized she had been so caught up in debating Celestia, she had failed to notice a stallion had found her rump sticking out the end to a glory hole.
“Let’s test that statement, shall we, sister? I can tell you’ve found a suitor already.” Celestia teased viciously, watching her sister’s discomfort.
Already done exploring the folds of her outer nethers, she stallion’s prick pushed past them to thrust inside Luna’s birth canal. Her unconscious, animalistic mind had not left her free of ideas how this scenario would play out, and her body had responded with secreting the slick juices Luna had often found staining her sheets or panties. Now they served to make entry by this assailant an easy matter.
“Depart my private genitalia this instant, peasant!” Princess Luna shouted back at the stallion who had brusquely entered her.
“Role play, er? Don’t worry your highness, I can get into that. I know you would not be in here if not for your consent.” A voice replied from the other side of the wall.
What a horror! She had been defiled by this nameless stallion she did not even know the name of in front of her own sister. And he had started to gently slide forward and backwards inside her flesh, using her like he would his wife! She was Princess Luna! Not some servant stallion’s toy!
“Remember Luna, you can prove me wrong at any time. Just crawl out of there, if you do not wish to be used.” Celestia whispered encouragingly. “This is, unless I’m right. And you enjoy yourself too much in there.”
“B-bastard!” Luna swore, not knowing whom she had intended to insult. “It’s too late to save my dignity. Soon the entire castle will know what their Princess of the Night has done.”
“You can count on that, your highness! You do have such a distinctive ass.” Her unknown partner assured her.
Despite her reputation being guaranteed to already be in tatters, Luna knew that what her sister said was true. She could quit this before any further consequences of her mistakes came up. She would have to live with the shame of this moment, but there was no reason she’d remain here to sink herself further into this depravity. This could all just be a huge mistake and an embarrassment. In a few hundred years, nopony would even remember it happened. There was no good reason for her to allow this stallion to ravish her and prove her sister correct.
Unless, of course, deep down a part of her wanted this. Luna struggled her waking life with the temptations of the flesh, and in her most sinful thoughts and dreams she’d wondered what would happen if she would just give in. Allow herself to fall to such carnal desires unbefit of a noble goddess like herself. She knew that if she fell, that her virginity was lost for good. Already, there was no going back from that threshold, her unwanted lover had made sure of that. Why not give in now, if it was already too late?
Luna shook her head in blind defiance of these wicked thoughts. “I am your princess! Your goddess! The one who raises the moon for you, worthless knave! I expect to be treated as such.”
“Oh, I’ll treat you just right, your highness!” The male replied, before thrusting deep into Luna’s love hole.
“Ahh!” She gasped in surprise at the sudden jolt of pleasure surging through her erogenous area, her feet curling and legs quaking.
Princess Luna could no longer deny that there was definitely a side of her that wanted this. Desired the liberation of her sexuality with rampant disregard for the dignity of princessdom. Even though her good morals and decent upbringing forbade any thought of unmarried sexual activity. But because she had attained alicornhood and divinity, she had become so far out of reach of even the noblest of aristocrats, she might as well have accepted eternal celibacy. With masturbation as an equally unacceptable act of narcissistic selfishness, Luna had long suffered the lure of the most delightful sin, lust.
She covered her eyes in shame. “I am undone, sister. I cannot deny you were right, yet I hate it. No pony can claim me theirs. And yet here I am, plowed like some adulterous wench!”
“Oh Luna. There really is no need to repress your shame. I went through the same ordeal in the years you were gone. I thought myself too good for any male to wed, and denied myself in the mistaken belief a princess must be above her subjects in morality.” A gentle hand reached out and cupped her chin as Celestia retold her experiences to Luna. “Over generations, that gap between me and my little ponies began to widen as I remained stuck in the past and they came to be more permissive of the occasional dalliance. Until I had become so intangible to them, I felt not even a pony anymore. It was lonely being without sister who would understand my difficulties, or lovers who could make me feel like an ordinary unicorn again. I had the same difficulty accepting sex was a part of what I am, until I threw all caution in the wind and started taking stallions into my bed. And eventually, mares.”
“My own sister, a sodomite? Was this your plan to recruit me into some Sapphic cult of yours?” Luna felt her skin crawl, and she retreated back into the glory hole. Sliding up into her nameless fuck.
“Poor Luna. You still have so much to learn of this time, sister.” Celestia crossed her arms and shook her head disapprovingly. “I’ll admit I shared your prejudice and revulsion one time. I am not the perfect older sister you once accused me of being, though we probably don’t agree on why that is on this issue. Even if there was a distance between me and my subjects once, it still was quite the scandal at the time. Until I realized: I’m the princess, I can do whatever I damn well please. Decadent as I seemed to the ponies back then. They got over it, with time. Ironic. I was so behind the times when I first began experimenting, yet it took a few generations for my little ponies to tolerate what I am openly now. I don’t deny that I – how do the kids of today say it – prefer “the V to the D”. I don’t want my sister to go through that anxiety all over again, regardless what orientation or kinks you have, Luna. That is why I had this hole built for you. To express the passions I know are raging inside you, sister.” Celestia squatted down in front of her sister, filling up the glory hole. She was eye level with her to give her reassurance this was an equal conversation.
“So what? Is this your sister-fucking dream, in the midst of execution?” Luna turned her head away as she flushed red with anger.
“Of course it’s not. I would not subject you to something so incestuous against your will.” Celestia assured her. “Unless of course, that is your will.”
“You’re revolting!” Luna shuddered, before she was startled by a firm slap to her buttocks from behind her. “You dare lay hands on your princess, oaf?”
“I do. Now shut up, bitch. I’m ready to cum.” The stallion replied, and administered another hard slap to Luna’s royal derriere.
His pace picked up to a rapid thrusting that Luna’s body found more satisfying. She was going to have a stallion get his jollies off from using her body, and her mind was filled with thoughts of how he would demean her stature with his ordinary seed inside her womb. She had gone from princess to a wallowing slut in an afternoon. And though she loathed to admit it, she liked it. She actually got a perverse thrill out of this life-shattering depravity she had been- no, that she had subjected herself to, she reminded herself.
“See, Luna? It is so much healthier for you to not deny yourself as I did.”
“S-silent!” Luna snapped, but not so much out of denial this time. “You- you’re distracting- I’m…ungh!”
Luna grunted, as the member inside her moved quicker than before. Her fingers dug into the soft cushioning beneath her heaving body as she was starting to feel a kind of bliss she’d never experienced. She could feel she was close to something. Some heavenly feeling just out of reach for her that only her stallion could help her achieve.
“H-harder, you verminous prole! Ah! Harder!” She shouted back at him.
“Yeah. Close now. I’m gonna-”
“Wait, not inside!” Luna was instantly alarmed.
Could she become pregnant from this? She had neglected to study up on alicorn reproduction since her return, as the idea of letting a stallion rut her nauseated her.
Thankfully, she felt the stranger pull himself out of her, only to feel her rear end being pasted with sticky, oozing cum as the squelching sound of his orgasm could be heard on the other side, along with his groans. Luna felt a warm, wet sensation on her butt crack, the crease of her buttocks, and insides of her legs. It slowly dribbled down, copious amounts of it staining her behind. She felt so conflicted about having let this unknown servant do this dirty deed with her. And knowing she could have stopped it at any moment.
“That’s so much better. A+ for you, moonbutt!” His disrespectful tone was only accentuated by a another sharp, open slap to her glutes, which jiggled like a pudding afterwards.
Disrespectful of her title as he was, Luna felt more annoyed that her own orgasm had been denied. She had sullied her good name allowing this tramp to put his stallionhood in her, and the one trade-off was an edging feeling of relief even as her thoughts of being used drove up her perverted lust. Now, that climax was receding, leaving only her shame.
“Wait! I was so close. Aren’t you going to finish me, you boor?” Luna called back.
“Haha, no! Oh, but don’t worry. I’ll tell the rest of the guards who’s occupying this hole. I’m sure they can’t wait to hear you beg for it. To think, Princess Luna, the soldiers’ whore!” She didn’t hear anymore from him as his footsteps receded down the hallway beyond the wall.
“Sounds like you are making yourself popular with the royal guard, Luna.” Celestia smiled at her.
“Will you turn away so I can get dressed, sister?” Luna requested from her position kneeling through the body hole.
“Hmm, no.” Celestia leaned back against the wall with her arms crossed.
“I don’t want you to see me naked.” Another blush covered Luna’s face as she pouted.
“More than you don’t want the entire Canterlot guard to have a turn with the Princess of the Night in her glory hole?” Celestia questioned pointedly, noting how Luna was remaining indecisive.
“Maybe you have no shame left after a thousand years separation. But I’m still a princess of decency.”
“You can’t fool me, down on your knees with your rump stock in a glory hole after having been rutted, semen dribbling down your legs.” That earned her a glare from Luna. “Dear sister, it’s not a crime to admit to me you have a kink. I have seen many over my years, and submission and exhibition are not the worst. It’s not like scat or watersport.”
“What in Equestria is ‘scat’? And what do watersporting events have to do with this?” Luna felt she should dread the answer.
“I’ll tell you when you are more mature, little sister.” That drew an angered snort from Luna, but Celestia ignored it. “Needless to say, my need to feel challenged and titillated by sex meant I had to keep trying out new things. Though, that was where I drew the line. So I stopped.”
“…Stopped?” Luna couldn’t believe she was almost disappointed with her sister.
“It’s been ages since I took lovers. I’ve been able to get a lot of work done since. Maybe I had the occasional fling, but nothing serious. But I don’t fear shame or disapproval anymore. It feels rather empowering.”
“Well, I feel very ashamed of what I just did. And that you saw me enjoying it.” Luna turned her head, a slight glistening in her eyes.
“Shame is good, Luna.” Celestia knelt down and stroked her sister’s head. “I said don’t fear it. If you find yourself enjoying a little licentiousness and you get off to it, I’m not going to tell you how to feel. Just make sure that when you do it, you’re comfortable with losing yourself in that fantasy where you must experience shame to enjoy it.”
“I never imagined I’d have this heart-to-heart in a state of total undress and with stallion cum coating my tail.” Luna admitted with a mixed feeling of relief and rapture.
“If it makes you feel better, I shall relentlessly tease you about this forevermore.” Celestia joked.
“Maybe not in public yet, sister.” Luna cautioned.
“You know that this encounter is about to become a nationwide sensation, right?” Celestia reminded her. “I have never known a stallion of the royal guard to be modest about his conquests.”
“Yeah, I know. And I’m rather dreading it. Which is now turning me on again.”
Luna had barely said that, or she felt her privates intruded on again by a stallion’s penis. This one found it even easier to slide in now that she had been moistened up with another’s cum and her own secretions.
“Looks like sloppy seconds, boys. Princess pussy for all!” A new voice sounded from behind Luna.
“All!?” Luna’s prudishness still couldn’t account for the idea she was about to become a commodity in public view of several men.
“Oh yes, your highness. There’s a whole line forming. Now shut up, slut! You’re not meant to talk.” He quickly thrust himself into her, before proceeding to have his way with Luna’s vagina as well.
“I’ll just leave you to it. I still have to hold court. I’m sure you can find your way out. Once you’re satisfied.” Celestia departed, leaving Luna alone with her unknown number of suitors.
Luna herself braced for what was sure to be a wanton day of debasing herself. If the entire castle was going to know she was a slut, she might as well get some of her own enjoyment out of it.
