Confined With a Goddess

When Jake woke up, he was sore, and feeling a bit sick. But he was warm, and he was comfortable. He opened his eyes, and he was met with a dull white. Pulling back, he recognised Celestia's tits, acting as a sort of pillow for him. They often did, but not like this. He was curled up in her arms while she was sitting almost straight up.

He looked around. The room was empty, save for the two of them and the furniture. The bed and throne were still there, meaning Luna hadn't taken them away. The fireplace was unlit, the door was wide open, and the dark of night had found its way out to the island.

Jake pulled himself out of Celestia's limp grasp. She wasn't dead, just asleep. He could hear her heart beating if he listened. With a kiss to the tip of her horn, he walked outside and pulled out the ladder to climb to the highest point he could.

The moon was setting. It was bigger than he remembered. On the other side of the island, there were a few red marks on the horizon. It was almost dawn. Soon, the sun would be up, and the day would begin.

He had no trouble going up the ladder, but the muscles required for climbing back down were different than the ones required for going up. It was still doable, but it took so long that by the time he reached the dirt, the sun was already up.

"Jake?"

He turned back to the house where Celestia was. "I'm outside!"

His voice was very hoarse. Obviously, his throat was stretched out from yesterday's activities, but there was more to it than that. There was fluid sloshing about inside of him, obviously the remnants of the princesses' climaxes, and maybe the guard, too, if he'd opted in. He'd probably find his voice before too long, and if he didn't, he'd be able to pick up a new one. Maybe a deep, sexy voice.

Celestia came out and pulled him into a hug. "Are you okay?"

"A little sore and stiff, and my voice is a little bit rough, but otherwise, I seem to be fine..."

She pulled him a little bit tighter, using her chin to press against his back. "I'm glad. For a moment, I thought she was lying..."

Jake shook his head. "I'm fine, princess..."

Celestia nodded. "That's right. I'm a princess. Don't call me a queen; she can't take a joke..."

Jake rubbed Celestia's back, gently patting his hands against her spine. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean for this to happen."

Celestia shook her head. "I should be the one apologising. After what you've been through..." She pulled away to look him in the eye. "You passed out."

He nodded. "I know. But that wasn't your fault."

"It was," she answered, caressing his cheek. "I encouraged the behaviour that brought her here."

"But she's gone, now..."

Celestia shook her head. "She may be off the island, but she's still watching. She can see and hear everything we do. Or at least, that guard can."

Jake snorted. "I'd say "Let's give him something to watch," but I have to wonder if he's had enough of that since yesterday..."

Celestia shook her head. "No. You're in no condition for that. You need to rest." She scooped him up in her arms and carried him back inside, only to hear a loud bang from outside. She set him down on the bed and walked out, only to come back in a few moments later with a large roll under her arm.

"What's that?"

She set it down at the foot of the bed and moved Jake to the floor, along with the mattress. As she unrolled it, it became a large flat sheet, and shortly after that, it began to swell to the size of a king-size mattress. "It's a gift from Luna. She wants you to change your mind and go with her."

Jake shook his head. "No. Not without you."

Celestia nodded. "Eventually, sure."

Jake furrowed his brow. "What does that mean?"

Celestia picked him up and lowered him onto the mattress. "When my sentence is up, you're coming back home with me."

His eyes went wide. "You mean you're going to be let out early?!"

Celestia shook her head. "But you have been granted agelessness for as long as you're here on the island. When I return to Equestria, I shall grant it to you there, as well. Barring any mortal injuries or sicknesses, you shall be with me forever." She leaned down and kissed him on the forehead. "If that is your wish."

He took a deep breath and nodded. "I will stay with you, yes."

With a big smile, and a couple of tears dripping down her cheeks, Celestia climbed into bed with Jake, wrapping her arms around him as yet another package arrived from Luna. She wasn't going to go pick it up yet, as her biggest concern right now was to stay with Jake. She loved him so much, and she wasn't going to leave this bed for something so frivolous.

About half an hour later, though, when Jake's stomach growled, she brought everything in. It wasn't much, just a few things for Jake, mostly. Regular clothes, a hairbrush, shave butter and a straight razor. There was a note attached to the razor, too, telling him to ask Celestia for help if he didn't know how to use it.

He folded the laundry as Celestia sat on her throne next to the fireplace, cooking some eggplants. He wasn't against wearing the slutty clothes anymore, but it was nice to have something normal. Cargo shorts, oxford shirts and boxer briefs, instead of panties and thongs. This was more what he would wear on a normal day, and he could wear something more revealing when he wanted Celestia to use him.

Oh, yes. After feeling Luna stuffing his arse, and being able to recover from it, Celestia would be less of a problem. She was smaller, she was gentler, and most importantly, she would cuddle with him after. He wanted to make her feel good, and now... Now he was confident that he could. He was going to be her stud, and he was going to love her the way she deserved for a long, long time.