Chronicles of a Canterlot Guard

Chronicles of a Canterlot Guard

By Liquid Rainbows

Chapter One

For once in his miserable little life, Private Midnight was excited. After all the years he'd spent toiling endlessly away at this boring, pointless work, he was finally going to have some real fun! Just last night, Midnight had learned that a party was going to be held the next day, and the elements of harmony were going to be there. Midnight's mouth watered at the very thought of what he was going to do. Somewhere, deep inside, the rational part of his brain was thinking that the party would be great, that finally him and the other guards could relax, drink, hit on mares, and have some fun without the stresses of work weighing down on them. Of course, the rest of Midnight's mind was thinking only of those six mares he had seen so many times.

Now, it was only a few hours until guests began arriving. The party was to start at sunset and go on through the night. Midnight had done some research on the victims of his obsession since the night before. He knew all of them now my sight and name.

Twilight Sparkle, Celestia's student, a quiet, studious type with a more reserved nature. Rarity, the fashion designer, who may be stuck up sometimes, but was stunningly gorgeous. Fluttershy, the quiet one, a shy, adorable little pegasus mare. Applejack, the country girl, tough and strong. She might prove a challenge. All the better. Rainbow Dash, the fast one, cocky and headstrong but loyal. Midnight would enjoy seeing how "fast" she really was. And last but certainly not least, Pinkie Pie, the party girl, who was crazy and outgoing. Midnight had already decided to take her first.

Midnight's excitement only grew as the evening wore on until finally, as the sun was setting in the west, guests began to arrive. At first it was the hoity toity nobles such as Blueblood and Fancy Pants, but later, the more "mundane" Equestrians began to arrive. Midnight was in the corner of the dining hall, by a large window, as ponies from all over sipped drinks and socialized. Princess Celestia and Luna sat at their thrones in the other room to greet guests. Midnight felt the anticipation well up inside of him, and as the sun finally descended from sight, he saw them.

The elements of harmony walked through the door and into the vast dining hall. Despite the hundred of ponies, there was still plenty of room. This was indeed a huge palace. The musician Octavia was playing on the stage, and Midnight began inching his way through the crowd towards the mares. They began to split up in different directions. Perfect, Midnight purred in his head.

Dash, Applejack, Twilight, and her little pet Spike left to the throne room, Rarity began talking with the nobles, and Fluttershy went out on the balcony to soak up the moonlight. There was Pinkie Pie, drinking and dancing and chatting with all the ponies around the hall. Midnight felt himself grow hot as he approached her. As he drew close, Pinkie bounced over to to him with a smile.

"Hey there mister guard pony!" She exclaimed, "I'm Pinkie Pie! What's your name?" She stared up at him with big, blue eyes. Midnight found them sexy.

"The names Midnight. You sure are a lively one, aren't you?" He said with a chuckle. Pinkie kept on bouncing in place.

"Sure am!" Midnight came up with a plan.

"So, darling, do you like surprises?" Midnight asked, raising a brow.

"Oh boy, I sure do!"

"Then come with me," He said, "I know something which will really get this party started." Pinkie began excitedly jumping in circles. Midnight found himself staring at her plot. He began walking out towards the throne room, with Pinkie hopping along behind him, talking about all sorts of things. Midnight half listened, and kept on walking with a determined grin. Soon, the two of them were in the throne room. The Princesses just smiled as he passed. Applejack and Dash soon walked up and greeted Pinkie Pie.

"Hey there, Sugarcube," The country mare said, tipping her hat. "Looks like yew found yerself a friend!"

"I sure did!" Pinkie yelled, jumping. Applejack reached out and shook Midnight's hoof.

"Nice to meet ya, er..."

"Midnight."

"Well nice to meet ya, Midnight! Names Applejack." AJ gave him a warm smile and pointed towards Dash. "This here's Rainbow Dash."

"Yeah yeah," Dash hoof-waved, bored. "Let's get going AJ, I wanna catch the Wonderbolts." AJ face-hoofed and bid Midnight and Pinkie farewell, giving a subtle wink in Midnight's direction. Midnight rose a brow, and Applejack glanced at Pinkie and smiled. Midnight grinned in response before AJ was dragged away by an impatient Dash. I can't say I expected that one!

Midnight suddenly wondered if he could still be a good pony through all of this. I mean, he didn't have to do what he was about to do. Maybe he could be a better stallion then that. Maybe he could make some friends? Midnight shook his head. No, he was going to go through with this. He was going to go out with a bang.

Midnight went down the same hall that RD and AJ went. it was the hall from the throne to the outside. But this was a long hall, with many branching halls and doors, including the guest bedrooms, which were always unoccupied. After turning right and going down a long, quiet hallway, Midnight opened one of the random guestroom doors on the left. He propped the door open and let Pinkie bounce through, before closing and quietly locking the door behind him.

It was a quiet room, a large bed to the front, a closet to the right, and a shelf to the left. On the floor was a heavy rug. Pinkie had just walked in and was facing the bed, her flank on display to Midnight. He felt a flush of heat leave his head and down to his groin. This was it. Without thinking twice, and without letting the smiling mare before him react, Midnight leaped through the air and landed on top of Pinkie.

Before Pinkie could make a sound, Midnight wrapped his left fore-hoof over her mouth. She began making muffled cries. With his free hoof, Midnight unclasped his armor and tossed of his helmet, allowing himself to wear nothing. His mane was an extremely dark brown, darker then his already dark brown coat. His blue eyes stared down at the mare wriggling underneath of him. As she tried to squirm free, Pinkie's ass began rubbing against Midnight's member, making him groan in pleasure.

As his shaft became fully erect, Pinkie began to have a panic attack. Her attempts at thrashing free were in vain. Midnight was too strong and kept her pinned down. As Midnight began rubbing his cock against Pinkies plot, he snaked his right fore-hoof down under her belly and to her sweet spot.

Tears began streaming from Pinkies wide, dark blue eyes, but she could do nothing. Midnight began slowly and tenderly rubbing Pinkie Pie's slit, to which she shuddered in response. Midnight pressed the head of his rod into Pinkie's asshole and slowly sunk it deeper and deeper. Midnight moaned at how tightly her anus clenched against his cock.

Midnight took it slow, pumping into her ass while rubbing her womanhood. Pinkie had stopped trying to fight, but whimpered softly as tears rolled down her face. Faster, faster. Midnight started humping Pinkie faster, picking up speed as Pinkie moaned. He began pressing harder against the mare's vagina, sinking his hoof into her and feeling the slick, warm juices flow out.

Pinkie began moaning louder and she tightened her grip on his rod. Soon, Pinkie exploded juices onto Midnight's hoof as she orgasmed. Midnight felt a swelling sensation growing in his balls. With a sudden movement, Midnight pulled his stiff member from Pinkie's ass, sat on his haunches, spun Pinkie around, and promptly shoved his dick into her mouth.

Pinkie was tired now, and didn't resist as Midnight moved her head up and down on his cock. She could only stare up at him with teary, glistening eyes, filled with fear, but numbed by pleasure. Midnight slammed her head faster on his member as he felt his orgasm coming on. Midnight rose and face-fucked Pinkie as he shot stream after stream of hot, sticky cum deep into her throat. Pinkie eyes rolled back in her head and her cheeks burned as she swallowed load after load of his thick seed. Panting hard, Midnight pulled his dick out and shot the last of his load onto Pinkies red face.

Midnight stood like this for two full minutes, catching his breath. He hadn't cum so hard in years. Letting go of Pinkies head, she rolled onto her side on the floor, eyes glazed over and her tongue lolling out. Drool slowly dripped from her sore mouth, and she was too tired to move. Midnight fell to his haunches again as his boner died away.

After several more minutes of panting, Midnight rose and began frantically searching the room. In the shelf, he found some clothes, some random tools, and, aha! Some tape and rope. Midnight rolled Pinkie onto her stomach, tied her legs together, and tied her fore-hooves behind her back. He then rolled her onto her back and stared her in the face.

She was deeply red in the cheeks, and she was panting heavily still, though she seemed to be catching her breath now. Sweat was trickling down from all over her body. Pinkies tongue was still hanging out of her mouth. Her eyes slowly moved and stared into his. They were still a deep, beautiful shade of blue, and a single tear rolled down one side of her face. Midnight leaned down and locked his lips to hers. Her eyes couldn't widen very much, but her pupils grew small as his tongue met with hers. Midnight held this kiss for a moment, looking deep into her eyes. After getting a good taste, Midnight pulled back and smiled slightly. He then ripped off a piece of tape and placed it against her mouth.

Pinkie finally passed out of exhaustion, and Midnight dragged her unconscious body into the closet. He looked at her once last time before saying farewell and closing the door. Midnight fixed up his mane, dawned his armor and helmet, and unlocked the door. After closing the inconspicuous little door behind him, Midnight smiled and began making his way down the light, clean hall of the Canterlot palace and back to the throne room. he could already hear the voices of ponies chatting from somewhere beyond.

That had been great fun, but the night was still young, and he had five more "visits" to go...