The day had come. Dragon Lord Storm has now ruled over the Dragon Lands for several months now, and he was set to meet with representatives of the rest of Equestria. According to former Dragon Lord, Ember, the Dragon Lands were sitting on massive amounts of minerals, metals, and other resources. Because they desired these resources, Equestria, as well as the Crystal Empire, and the small region of Ponyville, have brokered a trade deal with Ember. The dragons would allow ponykind to dig and mine up these resources, and in exchange, an equal amount of crystals and gems will be gifted to the Dragon Lands.
It was a fair deal, and while there were no doubts that Storm would continue to honor the arrangement, the Princesses of Equestria, Ponyville, and the Crystal Empire still required him to sign. The Dragon Lord didn’t exactly care, because this allowed him to meet them face to face. He had heard about them from Ember, when he wasn’t throatfucking her into a sloppy mess. From what he heard, Celestia and Luna were mares to be respected, with the elder sister being a formidable negotiator, and the younger having great foresight and vision. As for the others, Ember had a few less words about them.
Cadance was a strong mare, commanding an empire, according to Ember, made entirely of beautiful, massive, and delicious crystals. Aside from that, she was apparently considered a captivating beauty by pony standards, and repelled an entire changeling invasion. As for Twilight, Ember had some words of respect, but not much in terms of how the mare was as a princess. Being the youngest of the ruling alicorns, Twilight seemed to be the most openly welcoming of the royal mares. Even opening a school in her territory where even dragons were welcome.
While Storm prepared for the arrival of the Princesses, the same mares were coming close to the Dragon Lands. As land travel was difficult, and simply flying on their own wings was too taxing and too informal, the four mares were arriving via air ship. It was big enough to be seen from miles away, but small enough where only a token force of guards were required to keep it safe. Sitting in a conference room, the four were discussing what they were going to do when they arrived. On the table, a number of documents that they were all going over.
“So this is everything?” Celestia asked, looking back and forth between the papers and Twilight. “This doesn’t feel like everything.”
“It is, it is.” Twilight nodded, quadruple checking everything she had presented. “Smolder’s description of Dragon Lord Storm, as well as how he replaced Ember as leader of the Dragons.”
“I’ve heard that Dragon Lord succession was brutal, but some of this seems a little…excessive…” Cadance commented, almost blushing as the details Twilight had learned were laid out. “Are you sure this is a Dragon Lord we can trust?”
“According to Smolder, the right to challenge was legitimate, and according to dragon custom…at least what she had told me…” Twilight explained, pausing as she was trying to put the words together. “I’ll admit, I was surprised with how casually she explained these details. But this is apparently traditional in dragon culture when it comes to Dragon Lord succession. The previous Dragon Lord chooses the means in which a successor is named, but on rare occasions, a challenger may present themselves.”
“And since Ember agreed to the challenge, and lost, she is no longer Dragon Lord.” Celestia confirmed, calmly looking through more of the documents. “Though what he seemed to have done to her afterwards. Was this confirmed by Smolder?”
“Yes, Smolder attests to being a witness to Storm’s…treatment…of Ember, during and after defeating her.” Twilight commented, clearing her throat. “She said this was also an attribute of dragon culture. The defeated must serve the victor in an agreed upon challenge, and the nature of what the victor can do to the defeated one has no limits and is at their discretion.”
“Well, we will have to respect their traditions.” Celestia sighed, rubbing her temple for a moment. “Luna, you’ve been awfully quiet. What do you have to say about all this?” Luna wasn’t looking at the documents, letting them lay flat on the table.
She wasn’t exactly staring at anything. Luna was looking off in no direction in particular. Since she had heard of this visit, she couldn’t stop thinking about Storm. The way he captivated her in her dreams, and how she would visit him in this astral state. Her body still remembered his touch, even if the magic of her dreams prevented the dragon from remembering these nighttime visits. Her womb acted for the real thing, not some illusionary sensation of heat from his hot seed. The desire to be fucked, to be taken, and to be dominated was becoming too much to bear. Part of her worried what she would do as soon as she saw him.
“Luna!” Celestia snapped, raising her voice a little, which was enough to get her sister out of her daydreaming. The mare gasped a little, blushing in embarrassment as she saw that she was staring off into space a little too much. “Are you okay? You’ve been distracted a lot for weeks.”
“Sorry, sorry, I’ve just been thinking about something in the Night Court.” Luna replied, putting together the best lies she could form. “Some lunar nobles were discussing issues regarding conditions during the night. It’s nothing serious, I promise. I’m just thinking of ways to solve this without too much intervention.”
“Luna, if you need help, you can always ask.” Celestia commented, believing the lies. “Please, you don’t have to do everything on your own.”
“No, no, I appreciate the offer, but I want to still try to resolve this on my own.” Luna replied, smiling warmly at her sister. “I promise, if it proves too challenging, I will request help.” Celestia nodded, satisfied with the response.
“Okay, that’s good to hear, but what are we going to do with Dragon Lord Storm?” Cadance asked, tapping her finger back to the document. “Are we sure he will accept the previous terms? We only managed this because of our previous relations with Ember. Storm has no such past with us.”
“I believe we should at least try.” Twilight added, sorting up her documents. “We should be arriving within an hour, so maybe we should take a few minutes and return to this discussion.” The other three nodded, with Cadance especially quick to leave the room for refreshments.
As soon as the princesses’ air ship arrived, they were guided to land by some partoling guard dragons. Since taking over, Storm had improved the discipline of his fellow dragons, equipping them with weaponry, as well as teaching them means of patrolling their lands. It was quite the sight to the alicorns, who had only seen a gaggle of barbaric, albeit playful, dragons engaging in excessive wrestling, lava bathing, and gem gorging. Being guided by the guards to the top part of the Dragon Lord’s mountain, they were brought before Dragon Lord Storm.
Whatever they were expecting, it all but shattered as soon as they saw him. Storm was dressed in a regalia that could only be described as finely crafted armor, as well as relaxing on his throne with large hoards of gems, coins, and other expensive looking treasures surrounding him. But it was what was at the base of the throne that made their eyes widened. Former Dragon Lord Ember, visibly pregnant with who knows how many eggs this time, was on her knees, eagerly sucking off her master’s huge cock.
“Ah, Princesses of Equestria, Ponyville, and the Crystal Empire, welcome to the Dragon Lands.” Storm greeted them, speaking with such a hearty voice that seemed to boom a little. “I, Dragon Lord Storm, offer you all the privileges an honored guest and dragon ally is to have.”
“T-thank you…for the warm welcome.” Celestia began, bowing her head respectfully. “We have heard of your succession to the title of Dragon Lord, and are here to speak about terms your predecessor held.”
“Of course, I’ve had Ember tell me all about it.” Storm explained, reaching down to pet the dragoness’ head, making her moan a muffled sound. “I apologize, but she is a little preoccupied at this time. Please, don’t let her distract you. And you may speak freely and plainly.”
“Thank you, Dragon Lord.” Celestia commented, bowing respectfully at Storm. “Plainly speaking, we want to ensure the previously agreed upon trade arrangements we have made with Ember will continue as usual. And as such, we would like for you to sign the agreement.”
“Oh, is that all? Sure.” Storm commented, no hesitation in his voice. The mares were practically speechless by his confident response. “I’ve spoken to the dragons who handled the in person trade with your miners, and the ones who get the gems and crystals from the far north. And they were so happy with this, I see no reason to stop. And, with my new discipline policies, I also see no reason why I can’t spare a retinue of dragons to guard the miners from the many tunneling horrors native to the Dragon Lands.” He smirked at them confidently. “That way, it saves even more costs for you.”
“We…humbly accept these adjustments to the terms.” Celestia commented, magically altering the contract to match what Storm had mentioned. Floating it over, she showed the dragon the treaty, as well as a pen to sign with. He barely had to glance it over before signing it. Taking it back she smiles. “Thank you, Dragon Lord Storm. Your kindness will never be taken for granted.”
“I’m glad we could reach such a…a…” Storm commented, only to suddenly reach down, grabbing the back of Ember’s head, ramming his cock deep in her throat. The mare watched with wide and shocked eyes as the dragon not only deepthroated Ember, but the way she was taking his massive orgasm deep in her gulping maw and bulging throat was intense. “Sorry about that…Ember had been putting me close since before you arrived.”
“It’s…it’s no problem…” Celestia replied, composing herself as to try to banish the blush on her face. “A-a-a-anyway, since you’ve been so kind and understanding, I see no reason not to invite you to our next Grand Galloping Gala in three months' time. You would of course be the guest of honor for this treaty.”
“Hmm, a chance to meet more of the Equestrian elites…” Storm pondered aloud, tapping a claw against his chin. His eyes then glanced the mares over. “As well as seeing such beautiful, powerful mares such as yourselves in the finest regalia. I accept these terms, Princess Celestia.”
“Thank you, and I will be sure to update you on the latest trends and topics, should you wish to discuss them among the noble ponies of Canterlot.” Celestia bowed, looking to see if the others had anything to say. “Ladies, is there anything you’d like to add?”
“Dragon Lord, if I may, I would love to offer any tailor in the Crystal Empire to ensure your attire shines and sparkles for all to see.” Cadance, being the only one to speak up, offered. “I’m sure you would look stunning in such attire.”
“Something to consider, yes. I will reach out to you.” Storm commented, nodding at the mares. “But, unfortunately…” He gestured a claw to a collapsed and twitching Ember. “My mate requires her rest, and I’ve been fatigued as of late. So I will be retiring early.” Getting up, he lifted the dragoness in his arms. “But please, you are guests of the Dragon Lord, and so may stay in the Dragon Lands for as long as you’d like.”
As the mares bowed, Storm took his leave, bringing Ember to a curtained off section of the cave, no doubt the refurbished bed chambers. But before he walked out of sight, he made sure to look at Luna, the mare nearly trembled as she caught his eyes. The way she was looking at him, and the way he looked at her back. The other mares waited for him to fully leave before they too left the cave. Shivers still ran down their spines, the heat of the cave and the subtle sounds of no doubt Storm getting ready to fuck Ember filled their ears.
Rest came soon for Storm, and within his dreams, he was met with the blushing smile of Princess Luna. A strange feeling washed over him. Though he had only just met her today, he could almost swear he had met her many times over. The mare raised a hand, and then it struck him. He could remember it, everything. Every dream that he had with her, and every passionate moment that he shared with this slutty mare was returning to him all at once. Smirking, he crossed his arms, staring at the somewhat trembling mare.
“Well, it seems we’ve done this before.” Storm laughed, leaning back. As he did, the empty void of his dream slowly manifested into a throne. Sitting comfortably, he smirked. “So, what does my royal whore want tonight?”
Luna stripped from her clothes, revealing her naked body to the dragon. Storm watched with eagerness as the mare lowered herself and started crawling on her hands and knees to her draconic master. As she did so, the rest of the dream shifted and formed around them until it looked like a blur between the royal palace of Canterlot, and the Dragon Lord’s cavern. Storm laughed, seeing how the surroundings were becoming greater and bigger. Treasures from places he would’ve never imagined. Coins minted from empires from all around, gems of all sizes, perfectly cut, and other shining treasures and wonders.
“Looks like you know what your Dragon Lord deserves.” Storm laughed, leaning back a little more. His cock slowly grew as he watched the mare crawled closer and closer. “Now, show me what you want, and show me why you deserve my cock.”
Luna moaned, as well as purring like a heat stricken animal, as she crawled over. As she did so, she made sure to sway her sexy tits, and wiggle her round ass in the most seductive way she could. Storm was pleased by this, his cock swelling in size. The mare’s eyes were fixed on his length, licking her lips eagerly as she drew closer. It wouldn’t be long before she would reach him. She wanted it, she wanted to suck the Dragon Lord’s cock. She wanted to have it all in her mouth. And she especially wanted to feel her throat bulge with his throbbing mass.
“Tell me.” Storm asked, stopping Luna as soon as she reached him. His dick hung only a few inches from her face, which had grown red in a whorish blush. “How many times have we done this?”
“Enough times to turn this Princess into your whore.” Luna cheerfully responded, reaching up a little with her face to press against this cock. “So warm, I can’t wait to feel the real thing.”
“So we have only engaged in dreams?” Storm asked, pondering for a moment. “Since becoming Dragon Lord, my dreams have been a haze, blurs that are so easily forgotten. But then I saw you today, and something felt familiar.”
“I know, since that first night, that first dream, I couldn’t stop myself.” Luna moaned, reaching up to slowly stroke at Storm’s cock. “When I heard Ember was defeated, I had to know who the new Dragon Lord was. But then…” She jerked him a little faster. “When I met you here, in your dreams, your beautiful cock showed me I was just a whore mare in need of a strong mate, a powerful dragon who could break me.”
“I reiterate, how many times?” Storm asked, raising an even more curious eye to the mare. “I want to know how many times I have dominated you.”
“Every night.” Luna moaned, opening her mouth to run her tongue along Storm’s length. Her hot breath kissed at his shaft as she slowly worked her way upwards to his dripping tip. “Every night since you became Dragon Lord, when I first entered your dreams, I was taken by you, and you did everything to me in this ethereal space.”
“Did I? And you took those lovely memories away from me?” Storm smirked, seeing the blush on Luna’s face. “I knew there had to be something. When I saw you, it felt familiar, and when I smirked at you, I could almost smell your arousal.” He chuckled, reaching down towards her head with one claw. “Well, if I can’t get them back, I’ll have to make more.” With that, he pushed down, while plunging his cock forward.
Storm’s initial thrust bottomed out his cock in Luna’s mouth, making her moan a muffled sound while her body trembled eagerly. Her eyes rolled back a little, looking up at him with a half opened expression of lust. Smirking, he loosened his hold, letting her head lift, only to pull it back down. Slow and steady at first, Storm was moving faster and faster as he was slamming Luna’s face over his cock, marveling at the sight of her throat swelling from his size, and savoring the growing smell of her sweet arousal.
“Fuck, now that’s a good throat. You could even rival Ember with this fuck maw.” Storm laughed, pushing himself harder and harder, but not getting himself too close to orgasm. He didn’t want to cum just yet. “Come on you whore, moan more for me, show your Dragon Lord how devoted you are to his cock.”
Luna did as she was told. Even as Storm was steadily facefucking her, she adjusted herself until she was more kneeling at the base of this dragon’s dick. Reaching down, she groped and fondled her tits, teasing and tugging at her nipples as she moaned over Storm’s length. Rolling and slathering her tongue as she was sucking him off, she was slobbering his cock to get it nice and wet. After a moment or so of this, she positioned her huge boobs against this dick, now titfucking the Dragon Lord while he continued to throatfuck her mouth like a used pussy. Storm laughed, marveling and wondering at how this mare was so calm and collected in person, but was a sloppy slut in these dreams.
Luna moaned over this cock, savoring the strong, masculine flavor, and feeling as her boobs were getting hotter from the throbbing mass of Storm’s raging dick. She loved this, she wanted more or this. Her mind screamed with regret that she didn’t just throw herself at Storm when she saw him in person. She could only imagine how good his real cock was, and how it would feel. As well as this, she wanted to feel more of him, she wanted to have every inch of this dragon’s mighty girth filly and defile her. Luna wanted to be ruined.
“Come on, whore. I’m almost there.” Strom grunted, huffing a little as he smacked Luna’s face over and over his cock, not caring if she was choking on his length or not. “Here…fuck…this fucking mouth…” Panting out his hot breath, small flames sparked out as he was about to cum. “Take your Dragon Lord’s cock like a good broodwhore!” Pulling her down, he shoved himself fully down her throat.
Luna moaned softly, instinctively drinking down as much hot, dragon spunk that she could. Gulping it down, her throat swelled from the heavy amount pouring into her belly. Her eyes rolled back and fluttered, she was cumming. Her sweet nectar soaked the dreamscape below her. Shivering, she pushed her tits against the throbbing cock, milking it for every last drop she could. Suckling on it, she made sure to run her tongue along it, slowly and somewhat reluctantly moving her face off this dick, ensuring it was nice and clean. She had done this countless times now, across a plane where time was optional; she knew what her Dragon Lord liked.
“Very good, such a devoted slut.” Storm commented, smirking down at Luna. “You must've had more experience than I thought.”
“I have.” Luna proudly commented, giggling up at her master. “You’ve spent so many long nights showing me what I’m good for.” Leaning in, she rubbed and nuzzled her face against Storm’s cock. “Where I belong.”
“Well, let’s keep going.” Storm chuckled. “Surprise me. Show me something that I have savored. Something that will make me breed you with my superior seed.” Luna nodded, knowing exactly what he wanted, even if he didn’t.
Standing up slowly, she swayed her alluring curves subtly from side to side. She wanted to put on a small, captivating, hypnotic display for her Dragon Lord. Storm maintained his smirk, enjoying the small show of his mare’s body. His cock not only remained hard, he could feel as if his balls were refueling with his hot, potent spunk. An aspect of this dream perhaps? A way to keep him going for hours into infinity? Regardless, he could feel like he could flood hundreds of wombs with his cum, and was planning to give it all to this alicorn. But this wasn’t all Luna was doing. Igniting her horn, she let out a flash of magic.
When the light faded, she was no longer naked before him, or rather not fully naked. Instead, she was dressed in a series of thin, golden chains that ran along her curves, tightly squeezing at her tits and ass. While not dressed, and yet not naked, this revealing display was quite an interesting turn on to the dragon. Luna could see this, her eyes fixed on Storm’s cock, and she licked her lips with an eager hunger. Swaying subtly back to the dragon, she climbed on him, straddling herself against his throbbing dick as she lined it up to her sobbing wet pussy. Storm only nodded, giving her a silent permission to fuck herself on his cock.
“So big…I love it…” Luna cooed, lowering herself on the dragon’s dick, feeling it slowly stretch out her royal, precious pussy. “Oh, Storm…” She hummed and moaned as she started slowly riding on Storm’s cock. “I want it…I want it…I want the real thing…”
“And you will, soon enough.” Storm said, gently placing a claw under Luna’s chin. “But I think we need to remind you…” HIs eyes glanced subtly behind Luna. “...who holds your chains.” The mare had only a moment to realize as a tightness wrapped around her neck.
It was a collar, a black, leather collar attached to a thicker, golden chain formed tightly around Luna’s neck. But it wasn’t Storm who tugged at it, or rather, not the Storm in front of her. Behind her, another Dragon Lord held the chain to her collar in his claw. Tugging at it, he pulled her back a little, backing her head back to look at him. It was Storm, a second storm, and Luna couldn’t help but tightly squeeze around the cock already in her pussy. The dragon on the throne reached down to grope and fondle at the mare’s ass as he began to thrust upwards.
The other Storm tugged at the chain again with one claw, while reaching down with his other claw to grip at his sizable cock. Luna’s body shivered as she felt this other dragon’s dick kiss at her winking tailhole. She shuddered with eager anticipation. She wanted to feel both deep inside her, and the way this other Storm pulled at her chain, treating her more like some pet than a royal princess, it made her body almost melt in pleasure. The second storm wasn’t as gentle as the original. As soon as the head of his dick poked into her tailhole, he put all his strength into ramming himself in there.
Luna gasped out as she came all over the first Storm’s cock, who was fucking faster and faster into her. Once the second one was content and buried in her ass, he reached up with his free claw to grope and fondle roughly on one of Luna’s bouncing tits. Pinching and tugging at her nipples between his clawed fingers, he drew out more and more of her whorish moans as the two of them hammered their cocks harder and faster into her. Both Luna’s pussy and ass were being defiled, ruined, and claimed by the Dragon Lord. Part of her wished this could happen in real life, maybe a cloning spell. But then her mind wandered about how many Storms she could handle.
“Is that what you want?” The Storm in front of her asked, seemingly knowing what she’s fantasizing about. “Because I believe I can make it so.” Luna had barely a moment to respond as the Storm behind her pulled her up and off the sitting one.
Using one hand, and his cock’s strength to hold her up, the standing Storm turned Luna around, revealing dozens and dozens of other Dragon Lords. Luna’s eyes widened in a mix of shock and burning lust. Storm had become so powerful in his dreams, and now she was going to be broken, used, fucked, filled, and destroyed by all these Storms. Her pussy squirted out in anticipation, making her all the more eager to begin. The other dragons wasted no time and seemed to knock each other over for the chance to fuck this mare. The only one who didn’t bother moving, was the one still sitting on the throne. His mind was still processing everything the two of them had done in this ethereal space, and he wanted to enjoy the show.
“Don’t worry, Princess Luna. I’ll be sure to give you endless pleasures when you receive the real thing.” Storm smirked, watching as the mare was being brutally gangbanged by his dozens of duplicates. “I can’t wait for the Gala.”
In her chambers back in Canterlot, Princess Luna’s body tossed and turned. She gasped and moaned out as her ethereal self was being subjected to all the pleasures of Storm and his duplicates. So many cocks, her mouth and throat were being stuffed. Her pussy being filled and rubbed, and her ass tugged and nearly torn from all the cocks inside her. Her face and insides were almost being rearranged with each series of brutal thrusts that were ruining everything precious and sacred about her. Even if such actions held no effect on her physical form, the pleasure carried over. Her bed was soaked in her juices, and she was possibly laying in a massive stain of sticky, drying nectar when she awakened.
As Luna slept, having wanted to do that as soon as she returned to Canterlot, Celestia, Cadance, and Twilight were in the Throne Room. Since the visit to Dragon Lord Storm had gone so well, they were actually uncertain about it. The negotiations were good, and there were so many ways he could’ve demanded more out of Equestria. Anyone could see this arrangement was more in favor of the dragons than the ponies, and yet this Dragon Lord has shown to be beyond understanding, and accommodating compared to any other, even Ember, who established the first Equestrian Draconian Alliance.
“Well, we should begin plans on the Gala.” Cadance commented, pacing a little. “No doubt when word spreads that the Dragon Lord is attending will cause a riot throughout the nobility.”
“Agreed, given how crowded it got when Ember attended, we should plan for all possibilities.” Twilight added, thinking back to the intense overcrowding that happened when she managed to convince Ember to come when she was Dragon Lord. “Princess Celestia, do you think we can expand the Gala Hall, even magically?”
“I was thinking the same thing.” Celestia nodded, looking out towards the stained glass windows, the visual history of her kingdom. “This may be a grand event, one that could go down in both our kingdom’s histories. So we must be sure to pull out all the stops.”
“Magically enhancing the Gala Hall might be a little intense.” Cadance wondered aloud. “But perhaps with the four of us, as well as some of our skilled unicorns to help us. I can enlist Sunburst, he’s been making great strides since studying the Crystal Empire’s archives.”
“I know Starlight would be more than happy to help out.” Twilight chimed in, nodding along with Cadance. “I can even make an announcement for any other unicorns who would be interested in this arcane project.”
“I agree, this undertaking will be grand, and the possible attendance for all the nobility, as well as the common ponies all around who wish to see the Dragon Lord cannot be underestimated again.” Celestia nodded. “I’ll send a word to Starswirl. I’m confident he can help with formulating such a magical ritual.”
“Then I believe we’re in agreement.” Cadance nodded, smiling as the plans were coming together. “I’ll return to the Crystal Empire, and gather as many mana crystals as I can to act as supports and anchors for the spell. From there, we can plan out how this Gala will look. After Luna has woken up, that is.”
“I’m sorry, but I was going to ask that.” Twilight said, looking a little concerned. “Is she doing alright? When we told her about meeting Dragon Lord Storm, she seemed flushed and quiet. She said practically nothing while we were there. And then when we returned, she all but ran back to her chambers. Princess Celestia, is she alright?”
“I was about to ask the same thing.” Cadance added to the discussion. “She’s usually very calm and collective with her emotions. But when I saw her today, it was like a raging inferno of emotions being forcibly held in. I hope this isn’t anything too serious.”
“Oh, there’s nothing to worry about.” Celestia replied, smiling warmly at the others. “Luna has been simply stressed as of late, with many ponies in their dreams relying on her guidance, and the Night Court has been piling on with more and more requests.” She wasn’t lying, as this was the explanation Luna told her when she asked when she started fucking Storm in his dreams. “So I’m sure everything will be fine.”
The Grand Galloping Gala had arrived. Guests from all over Equestria, and even from kingdoms beyond their borders were flocking to Canterlot. Rumors and open whispers of Dragon Lord Storm arriving there was the talk of the nobility for weeks, and everyone wanted to meet him. If not for a private message sent to him ahead of time, the Princesses would no doubt have to instruct dozens of guards to ensure Storm’s arrival wouldn’t be flooded by all numbers of nobles looking to meet him. There would be time for that, but for the time being, the alicorns wanted the Dragon Lord to enjoy his first arrival to Canterlot. Everything was going well, but for Luna, she had other plans.
Since that dream when she had given Storm the memories of what they had done, her rest had been nothing but endless pleasures. Every night as the Gala was being prepared, the princess of dreams had experienced pleasures beyond all count, where Storm had treated her body to every passion the two could muster. She would wake from her rest in a soaked bed, stained sheet, and often with her body still trembling as she craved the real thing. But now, her patience was rewarded. Now in her chambers, she prepared for the event, but struggled to choose a dress to wear.
Celestia, Cadance, and Twilight had already chosen their attire, but Luna wanted something special, then again, not too special. She would just as gladly wear a collar, and crawl on the floor while Storm mounts her in front of everyone at the Gala, but she knew that wouldn’t go over well at all. Better to keep such things in her dreams with the Dragon Lord. Still, she was at a slight impasse. She had never really cared for the Gala. Either coming up with excuses to avoid it, or just throwing whatever they give her. This was the first Gala where Luna wanted to dress herself.
“Urgh! This is so frustrating!” Luna grumbled, switching between half a dozen different dresses and gowns. “Too frilly…not the best color…was a gift I didn’t even want…fuck this one…” Moving from dress to dress, her eyes were only narrowing in further annoyance, her beautiful, naked body swaying, almost fidgeting a little. “I can’t just dress the way he would want me to, or I might as well be naked. But I don’t want something too prudish like my sister.” Her lips curled a little into a playful smirk. “I want something that will tease him, something that will make him want to chase me about the Gala halls.”
Going over dress after dress, Luna’s frustration only grew. She didn’t want anything too obvious. This wasn’t like the dreams, this was the waking world, and she planned on showing Storm that she could be just as much of a tease as he was. But these gowns just weren’t working for her. She could dress as regally as her sister, but Luna wanted to get Storm’s attention. And dressing in something out of some playstallion magazine was strictly off the table. Surely, there was some middle ground somewhere? Grumbling a little more and more, she threw the gowns to the floor. Nothing she had worked.
“I can’t take it anymore!” Luna grumbled aloud, huffing in frustration. Snapping her fingers, a scroll and quill appeared before her. “I’ll have to put in an emergency commission with Rarity. I’m sure she of all ponies would understand what I’m looking for.” Her lips curled back into her wicked smirk. “I'll be sure to compensate her for her quick and skilled labors.” With that, the scroll vanished.
The Night of the Gala was upon them. Canterlot’s streets were crowded with the parade of guests, with the local air ship docks, and specific sections being blocked off and guarded, ensuring the foreign, honored guests wouldn’t be disturbed upon arrival. The Prince of Yakyakistan, the Mercantile Council of Griffonstone, the Merchant Princes of the Zebralands, and even the royal families from the Diamond Dog and Abyssian Kingdoms. And while Celestia was greeting her dignified guests, Dragon Lord Storm was surprisingly absent. Did he get lost? Did he forget what day it was? These thoughts echoed in the alicorn’s mind, but she didn’t show it on her face.
Storm was in fact drawing close to the city. His great wings took in the cool air of the night sky. He had chosen to come alone, leaving the heavily pregnant Ember back in the Dragonlands. Not that it mattered, his plans were going to enjoy himself with Luna anyways. So having to keep an eye on Ember would’ve been a bother. Adorning his body was a well crafted set of armor that showed precious metals, with ornate carvings and designs into them. As well as this, he wore many jewels of shimmering gems, all topped with a crown that coiled around his mighty horns. To anyone, he was the most resplendent looking dragon.
Arriving in Canterlot, Storm landed on the rough stone, startling the attendants, and causing some of the guards to fall over. After a few moments of the knocking about dust to settle, the guest who saw gasped, cooed, and awed at the sight of the dragon. Storm smirked, seeing the many pony eyes upon him. But he didn’t care what the lesser ponies thought of him, his eyes were set to find Luna, who was surprisingly absent. Celestia, dressed in a resplendent gown, bowed gracefully to the arriving Dragon Lord.
“Dragon Lord Storm.” Celestia said, smiling warmly at her honored guest. “Welcome to Canterlot, and welcome to the Grand Galloping Gala.”
“A pleasure, Princess Celestia.” Storm replied, bowing back in the same respectful manner. “It seems the rest of the royal alicorns are not here?”
“Twilight and Cadance are greeting other guests at the other entrances.” Celestia replied, with only the slightest quiver in her smile. “Luna unfortunately will be delayed.”
“I see, well I would still like to see the grand palace that Ember has told me about.” Storm said, looking at the other guests. “And of course, to meet my fellow attendees.”
“By all means, feel free to explore the castle grounds.” Celestia gestured with her arm towards the grand palace. “I hope you enjoy yourself here tonight.”
“I believe I shall.” Storm replied, bowing respectfully to the Princess. His mind was more on what Luna would be wearing, and how she would approach him. “I shall see you at the Gala.” Celestia shared the same bow, letting the Dragon Lord wander off.
Walking along the illuminated streets of Canterlot, on his way to the castle, Storm took in the grand sights. He had heard about such a place from Ember several times over, at least between fucking her into a sloppy, babbling mess. But her words seemed to fall short on the splendor that was before him. The castle was gorgeous, nearly as big as the mountains back in the Dragonlands, and the way the magical lights floated around, giving a warm twilight effect as these globs of magical light swayed about. Like massive fireflies that twinkled and swayed with each other. Truly, it was a grand, beautiful sight to the Dragon Lord. The stone and metals the castle was crafted of were of a quality that Storm had never seen before.
“Such a marvel.” Storm commented aloud, rubbing along the smoothness of the well carved stones, and equally well worked metals. “Perhaps when this is over, I’ll consider asking Princess Celestia to lend a few craftsmen to show my dragons how to work such fine works.” Even in the silver moonlight, they gleamed beautifully. “Such a wonder, a masterpiece of craftsmanship.”
Rubbing a claw against the smoothness of the metal, he nearly felt a shiver run down his spine from it. Smirking, the texture of the metal was almost a pleasure against his claws. But then, a shimmer, a flicker of something in the corner of his eye. Looking over to this flicker of something, he saw her. Princess Luna, as radiant and yet mysterious as the very moon she represented. She was so captivated, and from the distance, it looked as though her beautiful blue body was dressed in a gown of wispy shadows. The more he looked, the more it seemed that the dress she wore looked to be there, and yet not there at the same time. As if the flickering of moonlight exposed her bare and beautiful body to him, only to then be covered again in a skin tight dress.
“So…that’s where you’ve been hiding from me.” Storm muttered to himself, his mouth curled into an almost ecstatic expression. The mare was just so captivating, the previous splendor of the castle had all but fully left his thoughts. “I wonder…does she plan to have me fuck her now?” Curiosity was slowly consuming him, making his body almost become hot as his instincts to conquer and claim were building up.
Storm’s fangs were gleaming in the soft moonlight. She seemed to look into his direction. The way her eyes fluttered at him, the way the dim light cascaded over her body, which made it hard for the dragon to determine which part of her he wanted to look over. But then, her coy, alluring smile seemed to pull him in. Storm felt an almost shiver through his body, as if an instinctive sensation urged him on to follow this mare. But as he followed after her, she not only seemed to notice his approach, but with a faint giggle and mischievous smile, she drifted away, almost gliding further into the castle. Storm’s smirk grew, eager to play whatever game this mare was playing.
Wandering casually after where he saw Luna, Storm saw that this mare wasn’t just playing a little game of chase, she was luring him on. Like a forbidden sweetness, the closer he believed he got to her, the further away she became. While such a show of defiance, or blatant teasing would annoy the dragon, in this case, Storm was enjoying himself. After fucking Luna in his dreams, the Dragon Lord was eager to have a taste of her real form. His mind teetered with all thoughts and curiosities. Would she last as long as she had in his dreams? Could her real body handle his size? And how much of a whore was this beautiful alicorn princess? Either way, he was going to find out soon enough.
“This mare really loves her little games.” Storm muttered quietly to himself. Shrugging his shoulders, he huffed a little. “Oh well, it wouldn’t be fun without a little hunt anyways.”
Chasing after Luna, Storm followed her to the other end of the gardens. The beautiful roses seemed to almost reflect the moonlight, with a faint bit of dew on each, they were like stars within these shrubs and bushes. But Luna’s body remained ahead of him. Smirking, Storm followed, but no matter how close he seemed to get, the mare’s alluring ass only seemed to narrowly escape him. And yet, rather than simply vanish, the Dragon Lord only needed to move his head slightly, and Luna’s alluring frame would be within the corner of his eye. Licking his lips, small whiffs of steam bellowed from his mouth and nostrils as he pursued the mare.
“Such a clever tease.” Storm commented aloud, the mare almost in his grasp as he raised his claws. “But not clever enough.” Reaching down, his claws only met with the leafy shrubs, but no Luna. “What?! But she was right-” The sudden faint sound of playful giggling tickled at his senses. Looking to the source of the sound, he saw Luna, a mischievous smile ran across her lips as she winked at the dragon. “Oh?! I take it back. You’re even more clever than I thought.” His jaw nearly strained from his amused smirk. “But you’ll be mine, soon enough.” Licking his lips more, he continued to pursue the mare, following even as she always narrowly evaded him.
Storm’s mind was becoming more and more filled with not just the fun of this little game she was playing with him, but all the things he was going to do to her once he caught her. While not a commonly known fact, dragons enjoyed the playful hunt for mates. One of many methods of courtship, where the female would lead on the male. But this always ended with the male dragon being so worked up, that the female wouldn’t just be impregnated, she would be fucked into a borderline orgasm coma that would last for maybe days. Whether Luna knew this or not didn’t matter to Storm.
She was triggering an instinct within him, a primal urge and hunger that wasn’t going to be satisfied until he was fucking the alicorn not just into a bed, but all the way through to the floor and beyond. His cock was already getting eager, throbbing and swelling from the desire to fuck, and fuck, and fuck, and fuck, and fuck. Gritting his teeth, Storm pursued the mare, his every other thought was how he would catch her, while the other thoughts were how he would fuck her. His dreams were only a preview of what Luna should be capable of, and his curious lust only further whet his appetite.
Following Luna for seemingly several long minutes, near a little under an hour, Storm believed he had finally caught up with the mare, but instead, found himself back into the grand ballroom of the Gala. Glancing about the various guests, he lost sight of the mare among the massive crowds of ponies. As well as this, his arrival did not go unnoticed, as many noble ponies saw and slowly began to approach him. The dragon couldn’t help but smirk a little, believing this was all part of Luna’s little game. Lure him away with her sexy body, guide him to the main ballroom, and distract him with the many ass kissing nobles to no doubt try and earn his favor. The Dragon Lord only smirked, enjoying this little game, and was willing to play along; for now.
‘So…this was your little scheme?’ Storm thought to himself, rubbing his chin for a moment. Taking a breath, he composed himself as best as he could. The carnal hunger was still strong within him, but his throbbing bulge had settled enough where it would be hard to spot off the bat. ‘Still…where to start?’
While the many nobles tried to curry as much favor as they could from the Dragon Lord, offering invitations to whatever manors they had, while others seemed to think him some dumb brute and suggest some clear schemes that would rob his home of its resources, Storm kept his eyes about the dance floor. Luna was a clever mare indeed, and quite the little tease. For a brief moment, he saw her, the way she walked and swayed through the dance floor. It was odd, she was a Princess, and yet when she walked by someone, they didn’t bow or seem to acknowledge her. For a moment, Storm considered this was some illusion, or maybe they simply, for whatever reason, didn’t see her. But when she took the hand of one of the younger stallions, some noble’s son no doubt, she started dancing with her.
Storm had to fight every urge within him to smirk his more wicked and entertained expression. Luna in the flesh was far more of a pleasure than her ethereal self. More than just a sexy pair of tits and ass, she was seemingly as devious as he was. Storm could take it no more, only just having his attention on the alicorn, one of the speaking up noble ponies, some stuffy looking unicorn stallion in a suit that looked to be worth an entire pony’s yearly wages, approached him. His somewhat wavy, blue mane matched that of his small mustaches, and her eyes remained fixed on the Dragon Lord through a monocle. At his side was a beautiful looking white, unicorn mare with a flowing pink maine, and a gown that just hugged and barely contained her alluring features.
“Dragon Lord Storm, it is an honor to meet you.” The stallion greeted, speaking a little more sincerely than the other ass kissing, foot licking nobles. “If I may, my name is Fancy Pants, and I’ve heard nothing but great things about you and your domain.” Not only did he sound more sincere, he even spoke with some more confidence and composure compared to the others that sounded more like they had been practicing in front of a mirror, while this one had no hesitation in his words. “I have heard many wonders dwell within your lands, and would love to hear all about them.”
“I see. Well, the Dragon Lands are rich in resources, and the Princesses have been a tremendous ally.” Storm commented, not exactly looking at Fancy Pants. He was still keeping an eye on Luna, whenever he could see her. “I’m afraid I am not yet accustomed to Equestrian events such as this.”
“Then by all means, allow us to help you.” Fancy Pants commented, taking the mare’s hand towards Storm. “My wife, Fleur de Lis, would be more than happy to show you.” This was no doubt some ploy to make his noble rivals envious, but Storm wasn’t going to turn down any chance and advantages he could to get to Luna.
“Your offer is accepted.” Storm smiled, looking more at Fleur’s alluring body. She would be a suitable side dish, but that would have to be for another time. And since Fancy was being so useful, he didn’t mind allowing the noblestallion to pull one over on his rivals. “I’ll let you guide me.”
Letting the mare take him by the hand, Storm was eager and ready to see how he could get his claws on Luna. Fleur seemed to share in her husband’s ambitions, not just taking the Dragon Lord onto the central dance floor, but did so in a way that turned many eyes upon them. Storm couldn’t help but smirk a little at the mare’s cleverness. Her wit matched her beauty, and he almost considered claiming her as well, but such notions would be for another time. For the time being, he would play Luna’s game, and allow Fleur to help him in it. Guiding his hands, the noblemare placed one on her hip, but his claw was so big, it nearly groped her flank; not that she seemed to mind.
The eyes of more and more of the guests fell on the pair, mixes of intrigue, envy, and excitement gleamed across so many of them. Storm allowed Fleur to teach him the basics of dancing. It wasn’t as free as the few steps that dragons used when courting, but he managed to figure out how to move and dance along with the beautiful mare. Each motion of their bodies were slowly becoming more of a unified blur. The Dragon Lord’s own larger frame simply overshadowed Fleur’s smaller, and yet curvaceous body. Still, the way she taught him to dance was more direct than he expected. Her own touch on his shoulder and side were gentle, with a slight attempt to press against his smooth scales.
Between a twirl or two, Storm kept an eye open for Luna. Occasionally, he caught sight of her, dancing with some noblestallion, only to then switch and sway herself to another dance partner. Was this part of this dance? Some waltz between pairs? If so, why did Fleur not rotate him out for another? Maybe she wanted to teach him a little more, but he couldn’t fully tell. The mare said little, if anything to him, only the occasional compliment to his quickly improving form, but still nothing else. When he did get the chance, Storm looked back to Fancy Pants, who was no doubt bragging quietly to his allies and rivals, with both excitement and envy on their faces when he spoke. Fleur’s form was also switching a little as the rhythm of the music shifted.
Hugging against him, Storm could feel this mare’s luscious tits press and rub a little against his own muscular frame. Was this another of Fancy Pants’ plans? To have his possible trophy wife seduce him? If he wasn’t after Luna tonight, Storm might’ve taken him up on the subtle offer. But there would be plenty of time for this fun. Instead, he was going to show this attractive mare just how thankful he was for showing him these dance moves. Reaching around Fleur’s back, he pulled her close, hugging her as she let out a low moan of seemingly pleasure. Another act to curry more favor? Or was she in need of a strong grip against her curvaceous body?
“M-my lord…” Fleur cooed, looking up at the Dragon Lord. “I…I must say, you’ve taken to dancing so quickly.”
“Only because I had such a fine instructor.” Storm smirked, leaning in to whisper a softness of his hot breath against Fleur’s ear. “You and your husband have been such a big help, I may just owe you both a favor.” The way she was shuddering, as well as the faintly growing scent of arousal was enough to make the Dragon Lord smirk, chuckling quietly. “But we’ll have to discuss such things later, and maybe even…alone…”
“M-my…my Dragon Lord…” Fleur cooed, her white face becoming red with a blush. “I’m sure my husband would be more than honored to-” Storm pulled back, placing a claw gently upon her lip to stop her.
“Another time…” Storm smirked, making the mare tremble a little at his touch. “I’ll keep in touch.” Releasing the mare, he drifted a little from her, taking the hand of the next mare who swayed by him. Fleur’s knees almost gave out, the seductive touch and voice of the Dragon Lord was more than she believed, and it took a moment for her to compose herself before returning to Fancy Pants.
Now that he had a better understanding of the Equestria formal dancing, Storm swayed and maneuvered himself from one dance partner to the next. The mares he interacted with, the way they danced with him, each had a somewhat uniqueness to it. Some were shocked to have the chance to come across the Dragon Lord like this, nearly fainting from the surprise, while others were almost obviously placed and manipulating their way along the dance floor just to get a chance to dance with the dragon. Every so often, while Storm was keeping an eye out for Luna’s next partner, Storm would see some nobles smirking in his direction. No doubt the mares he was dancing with were allies, maybe even trophy wives, or daughters they wished to marry off to him. It was amusing to see how clever these ponies believed themselves to be, but Storm was in a good mood, so let a lot of this flattery slide.
Again, and again, as the music changed, Storm would rotate and swap partner after partner. He was getting close, so close to his prize. Luna was coming, dancing from one stallion to the next. Each one seemed to be whispering something to her, but her expression remained unchanged, only dancing with him, shaking her body in such a way that Storm could only take it as a sultry tease to him. As her form would drift so close, and yet so far, the dragon’s mind teemed with the memories of his dreams with her. The way she would moan like his whore, how she would beg for every inch of his cock to ruin her for any other suitor, and the carnal desires to be bred by him, claimed as his and his alone. Smirking, the opportunity was rapidly approaching, and Storm was ready to reach out, and grasp it.
The chance was here, her rotating partners, dancing with so many mares, each who would easily break and submit to him if he had the time and care to, had brought him to this moment. Luna’s hand extended out, reaching for another partner, and it was pointed in Storm’s direction. The dragon felt his heart hammering in his chest. This little game of hers was over, and she was going to be his. As soon as his extended claw touched her hand, a delicate chill ran throughout the dragon’s body, nearly making him shudder as the mare was quickly to take charge of the dance. She looked as ravaging up close, as she did when he first saw her this evening. And as they danced, Storm saw that less and less eyes were following them.
“Don’t worry, they can’t see us right now.” Luna cooed, whispering seductively to the dragon. “But we can’t be too loud, or else I might accidentally drop my spell.”
“So that’s how you managed to parade that sexy ass around without anyone noticing?!” Storm chuckled at the mare’s boldness and clever use of magic. “I must say, very impressive.”
“Did you enjoy my little game?” Luna giggled, pressing her huge tits against the dragon’s chest. He could feel her nipples getting hard through her dress. “And what do you think of my gown? I wanted to dress especially nice for you.”
“Does this answer your question?” Storm smirked, reaching down with one hand to roughly grope at Luna’s ass, nearly making her moan out in the strong, fondling pleasure. “I’ve dreamed of this moment, and now, you’re mine.”
“Almost…” Luna giggled, pulling back a little, looking up to him with quivering eyes. “Just a little longer.”
“Oh, I can wait, if I have to.” Storm snickered, still fondling Luna’s ass. “But can you?” Before the mare could respond with words, she felt something just barely, and so delicately brushed against her soaked pussy. It was the dragon’s tail, having been skillfully slipped under her dress to tease at her. “Oh?! No panties? What did I do to deserve such a royal whore?”
“Have such a fat, beautiful cock…” Luna cooed, trying to hold back her moans as she let one of her hands slip along Storm’s body to rub along his growing bulge. “So big…even bigger than in your dreams…” Her body was getting hotter, almost screaming for the mare to be taken by him right then and there.
“Too bad your spell would break if I took you right here.” Storm teased, letting one claw rest gently on Luna’s back, while the other gave her flank one more squeeze before drifting smoothly and gently along her thigh until it slipped under her dress. “Even if we could, they’d see us as soon as you scream like my adorable, royal slut.” Lifting her dress slightly, he caused the mare to hold back another moan, though her face was showing him how much of a struggle this was becoming.
“You’re such a tease.” Luna cooed, gently kissing at Storm’s cheek. “Keep this up, and I might not be able to hold it in after all.”
“I’d love nothing more than to take you in front of everyone.” Storm smirked, now groping at Luna’s fat ass under her dress, his tail almost rubbing along her moist lower lips. Licking his lips a little hungrily, he had to keep himself from chuckling too loudly. “Imagine the shock on all their faces, if they saw their precious Princess being brutally bred by the Dragon Lord. The scandal of Princess Luna, whore to some dragon. It makes me hard just thinking about how much you’d cum on this cock from that much attention.”
Luna’s body shivered, practically trembling as it took every ounce of her restraint to keep herself from cumming. Storm’s claws, the strength of his touch was just too much for her. Panting a little of her hot breath against his neck, her eyes were fluttering. This game, it had run its course, and the dragon had claimed his prey. Biting a little at her lower lip, she pulled herself a little from Storm, but that look in his own eyes, such a powerful, dominating look. As well as his smirk, the confidence, bordering on the smug and arrogant, Luna could almost melt in this feeling. The dragon’s body, his face, and the mere presence he was radiating was enough for her. She didn’t want to play anymore games, she wanted to feel his massive cock inside her.
“So…” Storm playfully whispered, his soft voice teasing and tantalizing the mare. “What do you want to do now?” His smirk only grew as he could see the slight trembling on her lips, and the way her eyes were drowning in his gaze.
“I want to get on my knees…and ravage my throat-pussy on your massive cock…” Luna weakly whispered, her breath kissing against the Dragon Lord’s face. Her hand, slipping without notice, rubbed ever so gently against his bulge. “But not here, I…we can’t.”
“Then we’ll have to go elsewhere.” Storm chuckled quietly, looking around the gala for a moment. “Perhaps you and I can escort ourselves somewhere else.”
“Y-yes…” Luna cooed, shivering a little as her greatest desire was going to come true soon. “The Gala will continue for many, many more hours. So we can vanish for a while.”
“Then by all means, lead the way…” Storm smirked, hugging the mare back against his body. Her soft tits pressed against his muscular chest through her dress. Luna almost gasped out a sultry moan from this feeling. “I’ve been wanting to claim you as my whore since I first saw you.”
“I know.” Luna moaned softly, biting her lower lip a little harder. “And I want you to take me.” With a little reluctance, she backed away, but took the Dragon Lord by the hand away from the main dance floor. As soon as the two of them were back outside, out of sight from anyone, she ignited her horn, vanishing the both of them upwards to the higher towers, to her bed chamber.
