Anything for My Princess

Celestia had been correct; the spa treatment had been very helpful. She was very relaxed when she returned to the castle. A bit sore from the deep-tissue massage, but still very relaxed. "Thank you, Tia, for everything you did today; I needed it."

"What's an older sister to do when her younger sister is in trouble but try to bail her out? Or at least to try to help you deal with it. Why should I be any different?"

"I am pleased that you are not," smiled Luna. "Truly, I appreciate it."

"So, do you think you're ready for tonight? I don't know if you want to continue the fight against this. If you need me to handle tonight, I can certainly try."

Luna shook her head. "I don't think you can. This morning, even when I was awake, I could feel him calling for me, specifically, and it almost forced me back to sleep in midair. I don't know if I could stop him no matter how hard I try. I appreciate the offer, though."

"If you say so. Do you want me to watch over you? You can come join me in bed."

"Thanks, but... for tonight, I just want to see how he reacts to our talk. I need to know if he's going to listen."

Celestia nodded and smiled. "Okay. Good night, Luna."

"Good night, Tia."

Luna galloped up to her bedroom. When she opened the door, she was graced by a wave of lavender and lilac scents that overwhelmed her. She adored those fragrances. A bouquet of each sat at every corner of her bed, very large and prominent.

"To my darling sister, sleep well, Tia." Luna smiled at the card. "I need to remember to thank her for this, too..."

Taking a deep breath, Luna slipped into bed, sinking under the covers. She soon drifted off to sleep, and, not feeling Pip's pull, opted to take the opportunity to help some of the others. She wasn't taking a chance on Pip not calling her again tonight, as she didn't know how well he would do. She opted, therefore, to work on just some simple nightmares, ones where the pony having them were just nervous or uncertain, rather than having big personal problems.

Sure enough, after a few calmatives, she felt the familiar pull. She was being called into a dream. She let it bring her, as she wanted to see what it was that Pip had for her.

However, it was not Pip's dream that she found herself in. "Hello, Luna."

"Tia," nodded Luna. "What is it? What did you need?"

"I want to come with you," said Celestia. "I want to be there to pull you out of the fire if something goes wrong."

Luna shook her head. "Tia, I love you, and I would normally agree to this and bring you with me, but not for this. This is not a dangerous event. He's not a dangerous pony. He's just having some trouble, and it's causing trouble for me by extension."

"He's a rapist, Luna. That's dangerous. I just don't want to see you harmed again. I'll just watch from the side and only interfere if I have to."

"Tia, please..."

"Luna, please. I don't want you harmed again."

Luna sighed. "Neither does he."

"Are you sure of that?"

"I don't think he does."

"Excuse me, you don't think he does?"

"He's not a bad pony. He's just doing something that is very bad." She rubbed her face. "If it turns sour, or goes beyond my control, you can watch tomorrow night, okay?"

Celestia took a deep breath. "Okay. If you're sure..."

"I have never been less sure," replied Luna. "That's why I want to see for myself."

Celestia gave her sister a look that clearly showed her distaste for the situation. Still, she nodded, and allowed Luna to leave her dream, but not before Luna surrounded Celestia with a field of daisies.

It was shortly thereafter that Pip called her. Things weren't looking very promising when she found herself once more entering Pip's room. She was a little bit loosened from her bonds, but her hooves and mouth still moved on their own. She could mumble now, but it wasn't audible.

"Hey, Princess," he smiled as she walked in. "I was just setting up a board game. You wanna play?"

Luna looked down at the board game. It was one she didn't like. Years of playing this particular game had made her very familiar with it, and shy of influencing the dice rolls, there was no skill to it. She couldn't possibly gain skill without learning how to cheat. There were no choices to make, no strategies to follow, only the roll of the dice. Still, it wasn't sex, so she was willing to put up with it for the sake of diplomacy.

Not that she had a choice, as she'd already agreed and sat down before she had weighed her options. She rolled higher than he had, and took the first turn. She rolled, and moved that many spaces. Then he rolled, and moved that many spaces. Then her, then him, then her, and so on. It was a ridiculous game, but wholly inoffensive.

"I wanted to apologize," he said, about fifty spaces in. "I know I already did, but tonight, too."

"Oh, you don't have to apologize," she said. She had intended to accept his apology, which she did want, rather than tell him he didn't have to, but this was not too far off. "I forgive you."

"Yes, well, did you see what I was doing before you showed up?"

"Yes, and I think it's an improvement." And now he was making her lie again.

"Luna, I jerked off while smelling where you'd sat on my bed. I couldn't help myself. I don't deserve an apology. I deserve a punishment."

Well, at least he was honest. He knew he had done wrong, but this time, it was less bad.

"I know what you need," she smiled. She picked him up and bent him over her knee, swatting his butt with her hoof, and occasionally squeezing and rubbing. This went beyond a simple spanking. He was enjoying it. Still, she supposed the situation could have been worse.