Chronicles of a Canterlot Guard

Chronicles of a Canterlot Guard

By Liquid Rainbows

Chapter Four

This is really quite the party! Rarity, throughout the night, had been chatting with the Canterlot elite, sipping drinks, and receiving many compliments for her exquisite looks. To Rarity, that was all she needed to have a good time. Besides her friends, of course, but the had all run off in different directions.

Rarity trotted along the outside of the crowd, around the edge of the large dining hall, until she reached the archway on the far end. Stepping out, Rarity was hit with a warm, soothing wind, and the marvelous taste of fresh, nighttime air. Outside, singing softly in the moonlight, Rarity spotted her good friend, Fluttershy. Fluttershy had spent much of the night on the balcony, watching out over the gardens, observing the animals and the ponies as they went about their business.

"Fluttershy, darling," Rarity spoke in a quiet voice. "Whatever are you doing out here, all alone?" Fluttershy was startled enough to lift four feet into the air, but gracefully drifted to the ground with her wings gently flapping.

"Oh, hello Rartiy." She greeted, softly, "I didn't see you there."

"Darling," Rarity began, raising her voice a little, "I really think you should go down to the gardens and spend time with people! All this isolation isn't good for you." Fluttershy hid her face behind her mane and mumbled something which Rarity couldn't hear. Rarity softened her tone and put a hoof on Fluttershy's shoulder.

"This could be a good chance to make some new friends, Fluttershy. You'd like that, wouldn't you?" Rarity asked.

"Well, um, I guess I could." Fluttershy squeaked.

"That's the spirit, darling!" Rarity guided Fluttershy inside and through the crowd. Fluttershy shrunk away from the many ponies surrounding her. As the two reached the archway to the throne room, Rarity wished Fluttershy good luck and sent her on her way to the gardens. Rarity, with herself again, decided to explore the palace a little more. She caught a brief glimpse of Twilight and Spike, entering the archway to the library, which was situated to the right of Celestia's throne. Little did she know, somepony had just spotted her.

Midnight was standing at the front of the throne room, just walking in from the main hall. His eyes skimmed the room quickly, and to his surprise, one of the elements was standing right there! It was Rarity, the fashionitta. Midnight straightened his posture and put on his best smile. He was no Winter, but if he worked together enough charisma, he might at least convince her to go with him someplace more...secluded.

Rarity smiled at him as he approached, eyeing his muscular form. Midnight stopped a healthy distance away and bowed his head slightly towards her.

"Greetings, my lady. I hope you're finding everything acceptable."

"Oh yes," Rarity replied, "I think everything is going quite nicely." Rarity was easily being tricked by his politeness.

"And might I be so bold, but you are looking quite...fetching." Midnight was careful with his voice inflections, trying to sound both friendly and flirtatious.

"Oh dear," Rarity giggled, fluttering her eye lashes, "You're too kind." Everything is going perfectly! Midnight gave an enticing smile.

"I take it you have an appreciation for beauty, my lady" Rarity laughed and nodded her head.

"Please, call me Rarity."

"A fine name for a fine mare. But it would be rude not to introduce myself!" Midnight bowed his head again, and said. "Call me Midnight." Rarity felt enchanted by the stallion before her. She hadn't met a man so adulterate, yet somehow still refined.

"Well, Rarity," Midnight almost whispered, "If beauty is your calling, then I know of the most beautiful overlook in Equestria." Rarity took the bait; hook line, and sinker. Midnight was pleased at how smoothly things had gone. Maybe if he had put forth more effort before, he could have been a real lady killer.

Midnight led Rarity through the library silently, catching a glimpse of who would soon be his next victim, Twilight Sparkle. Twilight didn't notice them as the two passed through, for she was busy reminiscing on the memories of this place. Midnight guided Rarity to a small archway in the back corner of the room, which lead to a spiral staircase of stone. The two ascended the long stairwell, until finally they reached the top of the small spire.

The spire was really the most luxurious guestroom in the palace, with a large balcony that looked out over the the rest of the palace, and over all of Canterlot. Rarity gasped as she took in the view, rushing over and gazing out into the dazzling lights of the city. Midnight had never been one to appreciate such things, but now, his last night alive, he felt a strange admiration for the gorgeous metropolis. Midnight silently locked the door behind him. The wind at this height was chillier, causing a cool wind to flow through. Rarity shivered slightly.

Midnight trotted up beside Rarity, and like her, rose to his hind-hooves, leaning his forelegs against the balconies edge. The sliver of sanity left in his mind felt horrible about what he was going to do to this sweet mare. They were even starting to form a bond! Of course, this part of his mind was locked away completely from control. Instead, Midnight smiled. No one would be able to hear her from up her, so he didn't have to worry about covering her mouth. Rarity closed her eyes and inhaled the unfiltered summer breeze. Perfect!

In a flash, Midnight grabbed Rarity by the waist and tossed her onto the bed with a soft pat. In the seconds that Rarity took to register what was going on, Midnight slipped from his armor and leaped onto the bed on top of her. Rarity's dark blue eyes suddenly grew wide with fear. Before she could scream, Midnight trapped her in a kiss. Rarity's cheeks immediately grew hot and she momentarily stopped trying to struggle free. Midnight's mouth was watering her tongue, and Rarity broke the wet kiss instantly, her eyes transfixed on Midnight. Midnight pressed his lips onto hers again, causing Rarity to struggle underneath him. Her body was pressing tightly into his, and Midnight could feel his erection growing.

Midnight released his lips from Rarity's, and she began panting from exertion. Midnight started planting kisses on her neck, and slowly snaked down her body. Rarity tried to push him off, but he smacked her hand away in a sharp, painful motion. Rarity could feel her blush deepen as Midnight kissed her chest, then her stomach. Rarity began sweating lightly. Tears had half formed in her eyes, but she didn't feel like crying. She instead felt a nervous anticipation of what Midnight was about to do to her. Rarity wasn't going to lie to herself, she did find Midnight quite attractive, but she still didn't consent to this!

"Midnight!" She yelled, "What in Celestia's name do you think you're-" Rarity let out a loud gasp as Midnight planted a kiss on the top of her slit. Rarity's cheeks were redder than she thought possible, and her whole body felt like it was burning. Midnight slithered his tongue inside of her, causing Rarity to moan in pleasure. Midnight was holding Rarity's hind-legs apart, though she was hardly resisting. Rarity's eyes had drifted shut as Midnight moved his tongue in small circles within her. She could feel herself growing wet, which only caused Midnight to lick faster.

Rarity's eyes opened halfway, and she could blearily make out the form of Midnight, his head stuck between her legs, passionately eating her out. To Midnight, Rarity's eyes seemed dazed and half focused, her cheeks glowing red and sweat trickling from down her body. He could taste her excitement. Just as Rarity almost lost herself in the feelings, Midnight moved his head away and rose, leaning his back against a bedpost.

Rarity blinked in confusion, finally coming to her senses about what she had just been doing. Just been enjoying. Rarity blushed now in anger and embarrassment, and scowled at Midnight. Midnight gave only a cocky smile in response and said:

"My turn!" Rarity opened her mouth to question, but Midnight immediately grabbed the back of her head and pushed her lips around his cock. Rarity was shocked as his stiff member was plunged into her throat. Midnight hadn't pushed it deep enough to gag her, but she was certainly unable to make a sound except muffled cries. Using his right fore-hoof, Midnight slowly brought Rarity's head up and down along his rod. As he slowly sunk deeper and deeper, Rarity felt tears well up in her eyes and saliva seep from her mouth. She was on the brink of gagging, but the wetness in her mouth caused Midnight to push faster, bobbing her head on his thick manhood.

Rarity became entranced in the sloppy blowjob she was giving, and began using her tongue to stimulate the head of his cock. Midnight groaned in ecstasy as her tongue circled around the tip of his length. Rarity, on all fours, started using her left fore-hoof to stroke Midnight's boner, causing him to gasp in pleasure. Their eyes were locked together as Rarity furiously sucked, licked, and rubbed his hardness.

Rarity slowly dragged her tongue down his entire length, from the tip to the base, and began licking his balls while stroking him off. Midnight bucked his hips at the sensation, sweat dripping from his red face. Finally, Midnight pulled Rarity's head away from his rod, the two of them panting. Midnight didn't want to finish just yet. As Rarity huffed and caught her breath, she again realized she had lost herself to this...rapist. But, at this point, Rarity had no other choice but to follow through.

A loud bell suddenly chimed, ringing throughout Canterlot and reverberating through the halls of the palace. It was the 12 o'clock bell. The one that signaled midnight. Midnight couldn't help but chuckle quietly.

As Rarity continued to pant violently, Midnight took her by surprise. He jumped onto her, pushing her back into the softness of the bed, and wrapped his arms around her. Then, in a swift motion, he rolled over onto his back so that Rarity was on top of him. He grabbed her by the forelegs, and Rarity struggled to pull free. Rarity did enjoy this position of power, but she wasn't going to let a chance at freedom slip by. Midnight laughed as Rarity tried to pull free from his strong hold. She was already tired, and exhausting herself more wasn't helping. Midnight swiftly twisted her left foreleg, causing Rarity to cry out in shock and pain. Tears formed in her eyes, and she finally stopped struggling.

Rarity's lips parted against Midnight's shaft, and she slowly started rubbing herself back and forth against him. She began to slide faster as her pussy grew wet, coating his shaft in fluid. Midnight squirmed under the wonderful feeling. As the two of them moaned, Rarity slowed and rose herself above him. Taking it slow, Rarity took his length an inch at a time inside of her. The feeling of his large rod caressing her insides was maddening. Rarity's tongue lolled out, dripping saliva onto his stomach, as she quickly began bouncing faster and faster.

Midnight himself was surprised at her enthusiasm, but enjoyed every second of Rarity's tight pussy pleasuring his manhood. Rarity's eyes closed shut and she clenched her teeth together as a light sensation began to rise from her inner groin. Midnight could feel his own climax slowly coming on. Midnight pressed his hips upwards in sync with Rarity's body slamming against his. Rarity was moaning louder and louder now, and Midnight felt the groundswell in his balls.

Together, in synchronization, both Midnight and Rarity reached their orgasm. Rarity continued slamming down even as she screamed and seeped vaginal fluid from her womanhood. Midnight also continued bucking upwards as he shot streams of cum deep into her body. The two remained lost in a land of ecstasy together for a long time. Midnight could feel his seed shooting from his rod, and Rarity could feel the warm fluid coating her insides. Soon, Rarity slowed to a stop and fell forwards onto his chest, her eyes rolled back and her tongue hanging out, smiling in delight. When Rarity fell, Midnight had finally gotten pulled out of her, his wet erection dying away.

As Rarity panted, Midnight merely blushed and wrapped Rarity in an embrace, massaging his hooves along her back and plot. Midnight knew she would come to her senses, later, but he enjoyed laying in the bed with her for a time, resting his eyes and his mind.

Before long, Midnight slipped out from under her, letting Rarity roll off and drift into sleep on the soft, warm bed. Midnight didn't tape her mouth, or tie her legs together, but merely tied her forelegs to one of the bedposts. As was his custom, he leaned down and planted one final kiss on her lips, then he fixed his hair, dawned his armor, and trotted back to the stairwell.

He gave one last look to the city from above, and one last look to Rarity, in quiet admiration. Maybe I do have an appreciation for beauty. Midnight unlocked the door and began trotting back down to the library, his strength returning, and a smile on his lips. He had already decided that Twilight would be his last visit before the end. I'll spare Fluttershy the horrors. This time, Midnight left his helmet behind. He had another plan for his grand finale. It seemed Rarity had...inspired him...