Confined With a Goddess

Luna nodded as she watched Jake snuggle into Celestia's warm embrace, gently running her index finger around the tip of her flared cock. The situation wasn't arousing, per se, but she did find that she was enjoying her view.

The doors burst open and a guard ran in. "Apologies for my lateness, Queen Luna, I came as fast as I..." Seeing her rubbing her dick, he blushed and lowered his head, then his whole body in a deep bow. "A thousand pardons, my queen. I shall wait outside until you are ready for me."

As he attempted to back out of the room, she closed the door with a quick bolt of magic. "You will stay here," she commanded. "You will tell us why you have interrupted our session..."

"Y-yes, highness," he whimpered, not releasing his bow. "You sent for me, and I missed the first train by a minute and a half. I had to wait for the second train, and it had to stop because a tree fell over the tracks, and we had to remove it. I was supposed to be here twenty minutes ago, and I thought it best not to waste any more of your time, but I did not know you had... moved on... I beg your forgiveness."

Luna's eyes flashed orange. "Is that so?"

"Yes, my queen. Every word."

There was silence for a moment, then the sound of Luna's bare feet sliding against the marble floor. "It is good that you have told us the truth. We forgive you your lateness and your interruption, so long as you promise that you shall do as we command."

"I will, to the best of my ability," he promised.

"Very good. Come, stand here in front of us."

The guard moved closer, trying to keep his eyes down so as not to stare at her erection.

"Did your commanding officer make clear your new duties?"

"No, ma'am. He did insist that I bring you my paperwork, though." He reached into his saddlebags and pulled out a folder bound in twine, which he offered to her. "If you would care to check it, he wanted you to know the exact state of my fitness for the position."

Luna took the folder and skimmed through it. "You have a lot of urine analyses."

"He kept asking whether or not I was on drugs, and when I would respond that I wasn't, he would have me demonstrate it, because if I was on drugs, I would obviously say "no.""

"And they always came back negative." Luna rubbed her chin. "We shall have to take a stricter analysis later, but for now, it is clear that, as of two hours and sixteen minutes ago, you were completely drug-free."

"I still am, ma'am. Would you like to perform another analysis?"

She shook her head. "We are satisfied with your reports. Let us discuss your new role."

"Yes, ma'am."

"At ease."

Rather than bowing, the soldier stood at attention, as he felt most comfortable with his eyes looking either at the floor or straight ahead. He didn't want to look at her genitals, or her eyes.

"Good enough, anyway." Luna leaned back and brought her right ankle to sit on her left knee. "You will be in charge of keeping an eye on a few prisoners. Tell us, what do you see, here?"

The guard had to break his pose to look at what she was holding. "It's a magic mirror, ma'am."

"Yes, but what does it reflect?"

He stepped closer to see.

"Take it in your hands, guard."

"Y-yes, ma'am." As he took the mirror from her, he stared deeply into it. "I see a purple alicorn eating out a pink earth pony while being sucked off by a yellow pegasus and a purple dragon, a white unicorn is shoving her horn up the alicorn's butt, and just off to the side, an orange earth pony is sitting on a blue pegasus's face. They seem to be having an orgy, ma'am."

"Indeed, so," nodded Luna. "They do that fairly often. These seven prisoners, you just need to make sure they're healthy. Of course, we don't want them to escape, but it is not going to be difficult to keep an eye on them. If you do spot them trying to escape, tell us immediately."

"Right away, ma'am." He turned to walk away, but she stopped him with another spell.

"There's more."

"Yes, ma'am."

She turned the mirror around. "What do you see, here?"

"I see a white unicorn and a... I'm not sure I know what kind of pony that is. They're in bed."

"That is an alicorn. Her wings are tucked into her shirt. She was supposed to be there alone."

"Should I remove the other one? How would I go about doing that? I'm used to prisoners being behind steel bars."

Luna raised her chin. "Failure to remove him is what cost your predecessor his position. Rather, it was his failure to report to me that there was a breach in the containment cell. As of yesterday, this was a big problem, but as I have been made to do your job all day, as you weren't here yet, I have taken stock of the situation. The order I was going to issue, for you to kill the human male, is no longer necessary."

The guard looked closer at the mirror. "Did he die? I thought he was sleeping... Also, what's a human? Are they an offshoot of earth ponies that I've just never heard of? I know I'm not the best at knowing things..."

"It matters not what he is, so much as what he's capable of doing. He is capable of leaving the island. We could potentially make that impossible, but an hour ago, he has made clear his intention that he plans to stay. If he stays, then we have very little problem. Again, you are to ensure that they are kept safe, fed, watered, et cetera. She has refused my aid more than the others, and is mostly sufficient to keep herself maintained, and it looks as if she is doing the same for him. So most of your job is going to be checking in on them six times per day to make sure everything is alright, reporting to us twice a week on Sundays and Wednesdays, as well as any time you have concerns for their safety or security. Make sure you do not shirk this duty, or you shall end up like your predecessor."

The guard swallowed. "What happened to my predecessor?"

With a grin, Luna lifted herself to her feet and gestured to the chair. A stallion had been secured amongst the cushions, his jaw pried open with his face pointed upward. His penis and balls had been locked in a metal cage that looked to be way too small for him, and a strand of saliva ran from his plumped-up lips to her nut sack, which had been resting on his tongue for the duration of the conversation.

"That's very clear," nodded the guard. "I will begin straight away."