How Twilight Lost the Throne

“Come on…come on…where are you?” Twilight asked herself aloud, pacing back and forth in her chambers. Her horn was sparking periodically with some aura in her attempts to contact Moondancer. “An entire city full of ponies, and a castle full of guards, maids, and servants, and not a single one of them had seen you?!”

Given how important their jobs were, Twilight and Moondancer had established a somewhat magical link with each other. So long as they were not blocked off from their magic, they could reach out and contact each other via this personalized scrying spell. And after what Star Swirl had shown her, the alicorn’s mind was in an absolute panic. She was disgusted with what Celestia had done, and she just wanted to make things right with Heph for it. But rather than just run off and do something reckless, she wanted to talk about it with Moondancer first. But no matter how many times she tried to reach out with her magic, the unicorn didn't answer. It wasn’t that her magic was blocked, she just wasn’t responding.

Asking every maid, guard, and servant she came across, Twilight had tried everything she could to try and figure out what was happening, but not a single one had seen the steward. She wasn’t in her office, she wasn’t in her bedroom, she wasn’t in the study, as far as anyone was concerned or knew, Moondancer wasn’t even in the Castle. She tried to guard the city guard, and while patrolling around her usual stops, the library, the book stores, the restaurants and cafes she enjoyed eating at, and even her residential home, not a single one could locate the mare. It never once crossed her mind that Moondancer might be in any danger, but she was so lost and afraid, uncertain what to do without her friend.

“Moondancer…where are you?” Twilight was huffing, almost to the point of hyperventilating in her growing panic. Eventually, she collapsed on her bed, her face in her hands as she let out a muffled scream in her overthinking worries. “Moondancer! Where the fuck are you?”

Within TwilightForge, a chamber was echoing with the mix of hard grunts, whorish moans, and the slapping flesh of thick, thestral cocks slamming in and out of Moondancer’s pussy, ass, and throat. The mare was tied up, dangling from the ceiling as silvery ropes held her aloft. The mare wasn’t just getting throatfucked by these stallions, but she was bobbing her head over these cocks. She moaned over them, slobbering her tongue along the meaty, sweaty lengths of the thestrals. Circe, along with many other mares, were watching with an eager smirk. She had invited the unicorn down to have some personal training sessions, and when the stallions arrived in this room, she eagerly stripped from her clothes and submitted to them.

It had been a little under an hour, and so far, once she was tied up, Moondancer eagerly accepted the stallion. Her pussy and ass were practically drooling with want. They didn’t even do either with any foreplay or warmups. The stallions grabbed at her, spreading her arms and legs, and began fucking into her. Moondancer wasn’t even a mare to them, she was just some whore, a mess of holes to be fucked over and over again. Circe hummed a little playfully as she saw just how badly the mare had broken. Part of her did wonder if there would be anything else, but as far as she was concerned, everything was going along smoothly.

“Now, now, don’t hog her all day.” Circe said, clapping her hands a little to get the stallions’ attention. “Master Heph said she is a reward for all of you, and you are just the first group.” Hearing this, the stallions picked up their speeds.

Moondancer’s body was fucked harder and deeper. Her pussy was being stretched by a fat dick, while her ass and throat were equally filled. The thestrals huffed and groaned out, snapping a little as they clenched their teeth hard from their coming orgasm. The three of them were working over her body, shaking her harder and faster. Her ass slapped against their hips, and her tits bounced wildly with each deep thrust. The thestrals all reached climax together, pulling and ramming their full lengths into her body. Moondancer moaned out, her eyes rolling back as she came from the sloppy warmth that was being pumped inside her.

The pleasure was intense, and her body was so sore and sensitive from this. These thestrals, who were just some of the male staff in the castle, enjoyed the feeling of blowing their thick loads in the mare’s pussy. She quivered and shivered, trembling and twitching as her own climax washed over her. She eagerly and greedily swallowed down the thick seed being pumped into her belly, and loved how hot it felt as her womb and asshole were filling with this cum. Holding themselves in place a little while longer, the stallions pulled out, letting their spunk leak out of her fucked silly holes.

“Very good.” Circe said with a smile. “Now, if you would still like a turn with her, please take a ticket and resume your duties. You will be called upon when your turn has come.” The stallions nodded eagerly as they left the room. Snapping her fingers, she gestured to some of the mares besides her. “Clean her up, and then call in the next group.”

Walking over to the sweaty, panting, weakened unicorn, the thestral mares lowered her down, though kept her tied up. Licking their lips, the mares began to feel her up, fondling at her tingling breasts, suckling on her overly sensitive nipples. And when Moondancer moaned out from the pleasure, at least two of the mares started making out with her, gently shoving their tongues in her mouth. She cooed and licked at their tongues, even as they were tasting the still warm excess cum that was in her mouth. The mares around her hips fingered into her pussy and asshole, letting out the cum spill out of her stretched holes. Moondancer moaned as she continued kissing the thestral mares.

“How does it feel, Moondancer?” Circe asked, her words sounding almost hypnotic in the mare’s ear. “How does it feel to submit, to embrace who you are?”

“Yes…I love it…” Moondancer cooed, moaning whorishly as her tongue rubbed along the other two mares. “I want more…I want to feel more of it…please…please…please give me all the pleasures…”

“Such a good girl…you are the good girl that Master Heph wants…” Circe continued to speak, her voice tingling as it was triggering the mare’s pleasure. “Because he wanted you to be his good girl, he has left me in charge of your training. And since you’ve done so well, I believe you are ready for the final stage of your training.” She couldn’t help but savor the look on Moondancer’s face, the way she was panting and so turned on by the way she had been fucked and pleasured before. “I regret to say I don’t know how many there will be in total, but Heph has instructed me to let you go when he deems you ready.”

As she said this, the door opened. Half a dozen thestrals walked in, all of which looked quite large and somewhat imposing. They were dressed in heavy garbs that gave the impression they were smiths of some kind. Moondancer could already feel herself getting so much more turned on than before. The way they looked at her, like she was some raw material to be shaped and molded to their desires filled with a longing, a sense of purpose that only thestrals could give her. The mares, seeing the stallions have arrived, pulled back, returning to Circe’s side. She smirked, clapping her hands to get the smiths’ attention.

“Welcome, great smiths of TwilightForge.” Circe greeted. “Master Heph has seen fit to reward you for your hard work and the great progress in the expansion and development of our home here. Gesturing to Moondancer, she smiled. “Now, please enjoy her to your heart's content. She has been trained well, and you do not need to hold back, even if she is just an Equestrian mare.”

Looking her over again, the smiths all smirked, snorting and huffing a little as they approached her. Unlike the first group, they were not interested in having her tied up. With a smooth and fluid motion of their hands, they undid every knot and bind the silvery rope along her body, letting her collapse to the floor with an audible thud. Undoing their clothes a little, the half dozen stallions presented their cocks. While not as long as the thestrals she had handled so far, they were certainly thicker. Moodancer looked at the stallions with eager hunger, licking her lips to get herself nice and wet for them. She let out her tongue, showing the stallions just how excited she was to suck them off.

“Moondancer, I understand your eagerness, but do you believe you can take so many at once?” Circe asked, feigning a compassionate voice. “Perhaps you would like a break?”

“No…no…I want it…” Moondancer cooed, moaning as she took her hands and pulled at the sides of her mouth as she flapped her tongue at the stallions in a vulgar manner. “Please…fuck my face…make me your broken whore…feed me your fat cocks…and drown me in your yummy cum…”

Jerking themselves a little, the stallions only became more and more excited as they moved in to fuck this mare in the mouth. In their haste, two of them managed to get their cockheads into her gaping maw. Moondancer moaned an almost gagged sound as they forced themselves into her. Her eyes rolled back a little as they didn’t both wait for her to get used to their sizes as they started to get into a steady, thrusting speed. Moondancer loved this feeling, having not just her cheeks stuffed, but her throat bulging as the two dicks were rubbing against each other in her mouth. The mix of tastes between the dicks were tingling along her tongue and she was shaking her hips a little as she was getting throatfucked by them.

The rest of the smiths got to work, grabbing and adjusting the mare to be better fucked by them. Grabbing at her arms, one on each side of her, these stallions chose to simply be jerked off by her. She obeyed, gripping these dicks and rubbing them, stroking along their thick, strong lengths as they looked at her like the pony whore she was. The last two decided on taking her from both ends. Hoisting her up, the one walking around her angled his cock into her pussy, taking full advantage at how wet it was. His dick slipped into her so effortlessly, he was hammering into her slutty hole without any resistance. But as he groped and fondled her soft flank, he pressed both his thumbs against her plump ponut.

The one still left from fucking her joined the two in her mouth. Though it was obvious she was struggling with these two already, the third didn’t care as he pressed his cockhead between them. The two didn’t mind, and Moondancer’s eyes were brought down, looking at the third with shock and confusion. She couldn’t do this, fitting three meaty dicks in her mouth and throat at the same time? She wasn’t ready for this. But she couldn’t deny the pleasure it brought her. Her pussy clamped down hard on the one fucking her there, and when his thumbs pushed past her ponut, he used his strong digits to spread it open in a way that made the mare moan out whorishly.

The third thestral against her open, drooling mouth used this to force his way in, plunging his cock into her mouth with the others. If Moondancer was already gagging and struggling before, she was now feeling her body twitching, the rest of her was giving out small spasms as she was jerking off the two faster, and a mix of saliva and precum leaked out in a sloppy mess on the floor. The one in her pussy winched, feeling as her soaking hole was clamping down so tightly as the mare was clearly having difficulty breathing. Circe watched on, but said and did nothing. Moondancer was a valuable mare, this was true, but equally speaking, she was a spare to be used later on after Twilight’s conquest.

And with Twilight in such a growing, vulnerable and dependent state for Heph’s approval, Circe believed that the time was close enough to allow possible risks. Moondancer didn’t seem to mind, and more than once the thestral mare wondered if the pony would actually let herself get fucked into unconsciousness. The thestrals continued to treat her like a used up sex toy. Her body was completely submissive to them, and her flaring nostrils burned all the way into her lungs as the musky, hot air was flooding inside her as the smiths’ cocks were rubbing together in her throat. The pleasure was greater than any other she had felt before, and from the way Circe had made it sound, Moondancer was going to be fucked by just about every thestral in the city. Calling it a trial was an understatement, and she wondered if Circe went through the same to join Heph’s personal harem.

The thestrals worked faster and faster, rubbing within her as they were going to get to orgasm soon. Moondancer’s state of being was an almost constant orgasm, with her pussy spraying out her sweet nectar all over the floor. This only made her all the more slippery to take this dick all the way into her. Even her cervix was so submissive to these thestrals, so desiring to be bred, that she managed to have it open enough to make this cock push into her needy, fertile womb. The idea that these strong, thick, powerful cocks were working so hard to get themselves to orgasm, to pump her with their hot, potent, virile seed in hopes to impregnate her.

She felt so dirty, slutty, and naughty as she imagined how it would be like to be knocked up by some thestral other than Heph. The very notion only turned her on more, and her body was so loose and fuckable by these half dozen thestrals, that they held nothing back as they hammered faster and faster. Gagging and choking on these dicks, she felt them bulging, throbbing, and swelling in her throat. She could feel it, they were going to cum, and the climaxing load from all of them were going to be so big, that she felt she was going to be a bloated mess. Slobbering her tongue and mouth along these lengths, Moondancer managed to get the stallions to their releases.

The ones on her sides were the first, blasting off their hot and thick ropes of come that plastered across her arms, hands, fingers, and even at her shoulders and against her back. The one in her pussy was the next one to cum, ramming himself so hard against her hole, that it forced her forward to have the three in her mouth bottom out at once in her throat. Her eyes rolled back, watering as they became red from the strain of her struggle to breathe. The scent of musk, sweat, and cum flooded her senses as they delivered their hot releases inside her mouth. Moondancer swallowed it all down, her belly filling more than before the three of them, and the one in her pussy flooded her womb with his potent seed.

“My, my, quite the gluttonous little whore.” Circe giggled a little under her breath. Looking at the mares beside her, she nodded. “Let them finish with her, then have her cleaned up and the next group will come in.” Whispering under her breath some more, she smirked. “All for Lord Heph, and soon, the Princess will be his.” Once the stallions were done with the mare, they each slowly pulled out of her, letting her collapse to the pool of cum, nectar, and sweat in a noticeable splash.

They laughed at the mare as she twitched and wallowed in the pleasure that had ultimately destroyed her mind. Moondancer wasn’t a mare, she was just a whore for the pleasures of others. Circe almost felt sorry for her, especially with how many more thestrals could come to claim her as their slut. Even she had no way to really know just how many thestrals were going to take advantage of this opportunity to fuck Moondancer, but she had her orders. Sighing a little, the thestral mare sent the other mares to tend to the unicorn as the stallions walked out of the room, laughing and mocking the mare under their breaths.

“Simply impressive, Moondancer.” Circe smiled, reassuring the mare to confirm she was still even remotely conscious. “Another group successfully handled it. But we have many more to do. Can you do it? For Lord Heph?”

“Anything…for him…” Moondancer weakly cooed, hearing the stallions name only adding to her pleasure. “I’ll be…Heph’s…good girl…” Circe smiled, so happy to see this previously confident and dignified mare be reduced piece by piece into a somewhat broken mess.

Unable to locate Moondancer, Twilight would have to put off any attempts to meet with Heph for the time being. Proper reparations for such a terrible crime must be handled delicately, and the unicorn had a far more delicate touch than she did. But since Moondancer couldn’t be found, all Twilight could do was just go about the rest of her royal duties. Hopefully, the steward would come back soon, then they could discuss everything. Looking herself over again, Twilight cleaned herself off, dressed somewhat appropriately as she prepared for the day. She couldn’t let anyone else see her like this. Despite any disagreements she had with what Celestia did, her lessons on what was expected of a Princess still resonated with her. But equally, did it matter anymore?

The seeds of doubt, worry, and guilt were planted within her by learning this true history, and the negative feelings only grew within her. She ascended to the throne because she helped spread the power of friendship across Equestria and neighboring lands. Twilight had shown not just ponykind, but had shown friendship to the griffons, hippogriffs, kirins, yaks, dragons, and even to the abyssinians, diamond dogs, and zebras. She had united all the known races and kingdoms, ushering them into a new era of friendship and unity, with her claim to the throne beginning this age. But now…now Twilight wasn’t even sure she deserved it anymore. Or worse, that Celestia merely handed the repercussions off on her.

It was a terrible thought to have, and she felt almost sick just from even thinking about it for a moment. And even if Celestia, years later, attempted to repair the peace, she utterly destroyed it. She had stolen the kingdom, the very lands from the thestrals, magically forced them from their homes, and when she learned it was all a lie that caused this divide that she did nothing to repair, she used deception rather than owning up to her own betrayal. Twilight shuddered, feeling so heavy in the head and shoulders from the weight of this inherited guilt. She felt like she couldn’t even face Heph without something, anything that she believed could make this right. The mountain, the very castle she walked on, it all belonged to the thestrals.

And the more she tried to focus on her royal duties, the more Twilight couldn’t help but think back to what Celestia had done. Her betrayal of the thestrals, her poor attempts to make it right, and how she all but manipulated them. But was this the only manipulation? Or maybe Celestia was manipulating her as well? Maybe her accession to the throne wasn’t just because she did some great deeds, to be the leader Equestria needed and deserved, was all just a manipulation by Celestia? Twilight hid it well, but within she felt only the great despair of this. Did they even deserve the throne anymore? Was it even hers to begin with? These thoughts, these doubts, these questions, they were all too much for her.

‘I can’t keep going on like this!’ Twilight thought to herself, going through her normal busy work. ‘Heph…his people. I’m so, so sorry…’ But then, another thought struck her. Did Celestia know where they were? No, no, she couldn’t have known.

The pony pretending to be Luna for the negotiations had hidden the information in the library, so there was no way for Celestia to know. And yet, why didn’t she try? Did she just give up? Did she not care? The more she thought about it, the more the mare couldn’t help but feel something she thought she would never feel for her mentor; resentment. She didn’t hate Celestia, but Twilight couldn’t in good conscience condone this action, no matter how much time had passed. But what could she do? The ponies of modern Canterlot were innocent in this, but the thestrals, they lived through this exile and betrayal. Heph was there, watching as the princess gave them no choice but to leave. So what could she possibly do? She couldn’t do anything, that’s what Celestia did, and just that thought alone disgusted the mare.

‘No, I can’t keep it going on like this!’ Twilight thought, the worrisome feelings swirled over and over within her mind, plaguing her with heavier guilt and pain. ‘I must make this right.’ The princess would spend the majority of the day and into the early night harassed by her pains, but she knew she just had to do what was right to Heph and his people, what they deserved.

Throughout the day, the thoughts plagued Twilight’s mind. She couldn’t look at a single paper, document, or really anything as she went about her royal duties without thinking of what she now knows about thestrals. How many papers could’ve been drafted that could’ve avoided the conflict? How many dirty deals did the nobles do that now even Celestia knew about? When she sat down to eat, she looked at her royal banquet, only to imagine how many thestrals must’ve starved because of Celestia. The disgust was so much, she could barely eat half a plate of food. But not to rouse and suspicion, she ordered the rest of the food spread across the staff, a gift for all their hard work.

Now night has come, Twilight stood alone in the throne room. The great sky window allowed the soft moonlight to wash over this room, especially over the throne. Igniting her horn, she locked all the doors, and had made it clear to all the maids, guards, and servants that she wanted to be alone. She looked at the throne with her mixed emotions. She remembered the joy she felt whenever she saw Celestia in this room. She remembered how happy she was when a second throne for Luna was constructed. And she remembered her coronation, how she was to be a new leader for all of Equestria. The feelings of pride, joy, love, compassion, all of it was tainted, poisoned, and defiled by the truth that she had learned.

“It doesn’t matter…” Twilight muttered weakly to herself, some tears forming in her eyes as she started to strip from her clothes. Looking up at the night sky, she gazed upon the moon, and another thought crossed her. “Was the story of Nightmare Moon real? Were you banished for trying to usurp Celestia…or did Celestia banish you for getting in her way?” Her tears started to flow as she was dropping all of her clothes to the marble floor. “Were you just another victim?”

Now fully naked, she cooed softly, walking over to the throne. A new feeling was slowly spreading throughout the mare’s body. She felt shame, embarrassment, a humiliating sensation as she sat in this throne without a scrap of clothes, let alone her royal regalia. And yet, under all of these feelings, there was another one; apathy. Did it all even matter anymore? What did the throne of Equestria mean if it was built on the ruins of an older civilization, a civilization that was completely ruined by the leader of Equestria? So destroyed was her image of Celestia, that she couldn’t even see any value in this throne. It was nothing more than an over-glorified chair.

Relaxing a little more on the throne, Twilight looked out into the empty throne room, her mind drifting as she closed her eyes. Within her thoughts, she imagined the royal and noble court. The many, many ponies who built their wealth on the bones of this once great kingdom. What would they say if they did see the Princess naked on the throne? Would they mock her? Question her? Taunt her, tease her, insult and debase her with their venomous words? Did it even matter? This throne was already defiled, it didn’t matter anymore. All she was doing was what this throne had left, just some slutty mare sitting there, wishing her lover would just come to her and fuck her like she deserved.

“I don’t even deserve to be here…no pony does…” Twilight cooed, starting to rub at her soft, delicate, and sensitive body. Moaning a little as her pussy was getting wet and her nipples were getting hard. “This all belonged to the thestrals…this was their home…and you took it from them…” The more she thought, the more she muttered, the more she moaned as she began to masturbate while sitting on the throne.

Starting slowly, Twilight’s fingers rubbed along the soft wetness of her pussy lips. Teasing a little at her clit, she moaned softly, savoring the slowly growing feelings of pleasure. She could just shover her fingers, maybe her whole fist in her sobbing fuck hole, but she wanted to take her time, to really let the sensations build up before she would indulge further. As she continued to rub along her pussy lips, Twilight couldn’t help but think about not only what she had seen in the visions that Star Swirl provided, but also her longing feelings for Heph. She cooed, whispering his name under her breath as she started picking up the speed of her masturbating.

“Heph…Heph…oh my…Heph…” Twilight murmured quietly. “I wish…I wish you were here…seeing me like this. I want you…I need you. Oh Heph, I love you…” Moaning out as she uttered such words, she slipped a couple of her fingers inside her pussy.

The pleasure only intensified as she imagined Heph walking in on her masturbating on her throne. The way she would be doing this for him, and only for him. Twilight wanted him, her fingers rubbed against her sweet and sensitive spots. The sound of wet slipping tingled at her ears, and the aroma of her hot sex only added to her desires to push herself along in her fantasy. Heph would stand there, watching her masturbate, fingering herself like some common whore for his pleasure, but he wouldn’t touch her. The thestral would just watch as the princess would degrade herself further.

“Anything…anything…I would do…anything for you…” Twilight moaned, slipping another finger in her pussy, letting out more of her alluring noises. “Please…have me…love me…own me…I’m yours, all yours, only yours…please, Heph…”

Her moaning breath became hotter, and her fantasies were only becoming more intense. Now, it wasn’t just Heph watching her, but it was the entire royal court. They saw their princess as the mare she really was. Not some dignified and graceful being. Twilight Sparkle was just a whore, addicted to thestral cock, bound to it, and submissive to it. If Heph so asked, she would put herself on such a display before everyone in Canterlot, in Equestria, and even beyond if it made him happy. But would the stallion ask this of her? Would he settle on just the Princess of Equestria publically masturbating, as if she was baiting each and every stallion there to try and stop her, or even try to fuck her.

Then her thoughts went to Moondancer, wherever she was. She would be at her Princess’ side, just as naked, just as slutty. Maybe the two of them would put on a far more erotic display for the royal court? Twilight would sit upon her throne, moaning out like the slut she was as her steward would eat out her pussy, getting it hot and wet, eager and ready for Heph’s cock. The way her mind continued to drift, she pondered if the thestral would allow her to be fucked. She belonged to him, and if he wanted her to be the public use whore of all of Canterlot, all of TwilightForge, or even all of Equestria, then she would do it without any hesitation, taking nothing but joy in being a good girl to Heph.

“Please Heph…look at me…” Twilight moaned out, her mind shifting from one fantasy to another. “Look at me be your bitch, your naughty whore. I’m yours. Tell me what to do, I’ll do it. I’ll do anything for you.” Now all the fingers of one hand were feverishly rubbing in and out of her pussy. “Fuck…I want it. I’m your good girl. I’m your good girl. I’m your good girl!”

She wanted to cum, she wanted to spray out her sweet and hot nectar all over her ill gotten throne. She didn’t deserve to even sit here, this throne should belong to Heph. And while she considered that, the next fantasy surged through her mind. Heph, crowned as king, maybe even emperor of Equestria, and Twilight could be his queen, empress, or at the very least married to his big, thick, beautiful cock. She couldn’t stop herself from imagining he would handle the responsibilities of the throne not only better than she ever could, but could do it while she rode on his cock. He would meet with the royal court while she was sucking him off, drinking load after load of his hot seed, all while rubbing her pregnant belly.

Twilight moaned out, nearly cumming as she let her other hand try to slip into her sopping wet pussy. She nearly had both all the way inside as she imagined herself getting impregnated by this cock. She wanted Heph’s foals, she wanted to birth his heirs over, and over, and over again. She loved this feeling, this fantasy, this longing desire that she was on the cusp of begging for. What did being princess mean anymore? The throne was never meant to be hers, it should’ve stayed with the thestrals. So why shouldn’t Heph be given the throne, let him rule as he deserved, and Twilight can serve as his bride, his broodmare, his slut, his absolute good girl. Hissing a little, the alicorn imagined what life would be like with Heph in charge.

All of Equestria would benefit from what she had learned from the thestrals. This free, liberating feeling that was coursing through her very being was so great, all the world should feel this good. Heph was wide, strong, charming, and so perfect, how could she possibly compare to him? Twilight couldn’t stand the weight of her crown, she longed to return back to her days as a simple unicorn. She would relinquish it all, renounce her claim to the throne, give it all to Heph, if it only meant she could be by his side forever. Her fantasies and desires only grew while her thoughts traveled all about her mind. The pleasure was becoming too much, she had to cum, she needed to let out her sweet release.

“Heph…Heph…Heph…Heph…” Twilight panted out, moaning as she was trembling from her coming orgasm. “Love me…have me…take me…I’m yours, all yours…now…and…fuck…now and…forever…” Arching her head back, it was too much.

Shoving nearly both hands into her pussy, Twilight came her sweet and hot release. Her orgasmic cries echoed out into the throne room, and she squirted out her nectar so much and so far, that it left a slippery, glistening trail that led back to the mare. Panting, her body was still spraying out her orgasmic bliss with each passing moment. Her mind thought of how the court would react to seeing her cumming like this. What manner of insults, whispers, and mockery would she be subjected to? She didn’t care. If it made Heph happy, if it meant he would be there with her, she would do it over and over again without shame. Slowly, the orgasm was dying down, and now she lay there in the afterglow.

“Heph…I love you…” Twilight weekly panted, cooing as she longed for the thestral to be there. “Please…please love me…I’m all yours. I only want…want to be with you.” Swallowing a little, she felt her body weaken as she slumped a little on her throne, her sensitive nipples twitching. “Now…and forever…”

Twilight’s body trembled, her entire being was sweating, basking in the moonlight of her climax. She felt so dirty, so naughty, so defiled. And yet, she equally felt nothing else about it. She acknowledged that what she was doing would be seen as wrong, but she didn’t care. Nothing mattered anymore. The throne she sat upon, the same throne she had masturbated on meant absolutely nothing. It was built upon the labors, pains, and betrayal of the thestral people. So what was the point of her, an alicorn, to sit upon the throne on this mountain, when it had always belonged to the thestrals. So deep in her thought, she didn’t notice as someone had secreted themselves into the throne room.

“Good evening, Princess.” Heph’s voice called out, nearly causing Twilight to fall out of her throne. “I’m sorry, am I interrupting something?” He had been there long enough to see the majority of the mare’s display, and he had enjoyed every moment of it. He was struggling to hold back his triumphant smile.

“Heph?!” Twilight gasped, quickly standing up, she rushed over to him. “I…I’m so sorry…” Tears flooded her eyes as she dropped to her knees. She couldn’t stop herself from crying as she let out all the pain and sorrow she had felt all day. “I’m sorry, I know…I know what Celestia did, I know what she did to you…your father, your grandfather, everything!”

“Twilight…” Heph said, speaking calmly, softly, and lovingly as he walked over to her, placing a hand on her shoulder. “What do you know?”

“Star Swirl…he showed me…I know all about what happened.” Twilight explained, looking at the thestral. “I saw the history of your people. This mountain, everything here belongs to them…belongs to you.” She sniffled, crying even more as she looked at the stallion she loved. “Then I saw…Celestia…betraying you all…stealing your homes from you…and banishing you all away…” A small pool was forming from the tears she shed. “I can’t do it…I can’t bear the weight of this, the guilt, the pain. I don’t deserve to be on the throne.”

“Twilight, what are you saying?” Heph asked, feigning ignorance of her words and wanting to hear her say what he’s been waiting for. “What are you talking about? Why should you feel guilt over what Celestia did?”

“Because it’s wrong! What Celestia did was wrong! I don’t deserve to be a Princess.” Twilight cried, looking at the thestral with longing and hopeful desire in her eyes. “Please…take me…do whatever you want me with. I don’t want to feel this pain anymore.”

“Then let me put your pains to rest.” Heph said, taking Twilight’s hands in his own. Looking her in her eyes, he smiled at her. “I never want you to ever feel this pain again.”

Reaching down, he lifted the mare up, making her moan and blush as he carried her back over to the throne, the same way a husband would carry his bride. Her heart was fluttering. This was it, the love, the devotion, and sheer passion that was missing in her life. Heph was going to give it to her, the longing that had been so empty within her. Sitting her back on the throne, he spread her legs, getting a much better look at her sweet and dripping pussy. It was still a little loose from her intense masturbating, but he loved it all the same. Unable to hold back her own emotions, Twilight’s horn burst into light, taking a hold of the thestral’s clothes, all but tearing it from his body to free his cock.

“Oh? Such a naughty Princess.” Heph commented, reaching down to rub along his cock to angle it to the mare’s pussy. “But do you really want to be fucked with them watching?” Twilight was a little confused, then looked out into the throne room proper.

Her eyes widened. She could see them. The royal court, the royal guards, the servants, the maids, the staff, even her friends, family, and the other alicorn princesses. They were all there, except that they were not. So high off her own pleasure, her mind still filled with the aftershocks and afterglow of her intense climax, Twilight had utterly fooled her mind into seeing visions that were not there. Heph didn’t know fully who she was seeing, but he knew the look of a mind shattered by pleasure, and decided to not only play into it; he encouraged it. Eventually, Twilight would realize these were mere visions, and only the two of them were in this room. But until then, she didn’t care. She spread her legs some more, reaching out with her arms to rest on the stallion’s shoulders.

“Please, Heph. Take me…I’m-” Twilight tried to moan out for him, but he rammed his cock inside her, making her cum again on this dick. Heph didn’t bother taking it easy, and immediately got into a deep and steady thrusting pace, all while the alicorn whorishly moaned for him. “I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you!”

Her vision was becoming a little blurry, but Twilight couldn’t stop herself. The way Heph was fucking into her pussy was just so good. Reaching more around him, she hugged him close to her. As his chest pressed against her tits, rubbing them as he was hammering into her, the alicorn’s mind was utterly submissive to him. Looking out over his shoulder, she cooed, shuddered, feeling his own quickening heartbeat all for her. He was hers, she was his, that’s all that mattered. The vision of the royal court watching them flickered a little as her lust addled mind only further added to it. Here and there, the ones in the court would change.

Guards she had known, fellow unicorn scholars she had been in classes with, the very students she had helped train during her time as a Princess, her friends, her family, the various ponies and creatures she had met along the journey of her life. She could see then, coming and going as her pussy was clamping so lovingly along Heph’s cock as he was moaning for more. Memories of Celestia flashed in her mind, from first meeting the princess when she was a unicorn filly, to her years training under her, and even her trip to Ponyville, the adventures she had been on, and finally her ascension to alicorn status and eventually the throne of Canterlot. But this only added to the guilt that the mare felt as Heph continued his steady pace.

She wasn’t worthy of the throne, even if Celestia believed it, even if all of Equestria believed it, none of it mattered. The throne was Heph’s, it belonged to the thestrals. She could never rule knowing that she sat upon an unjust throne. But another thought crossed her mind, she could be with Heph. As long as she was with him, she would give up everything. The throne, her titles, her authority, everything she had would be his. He deserved to have everything she possessed and ever claimed as hers. She belonged to him, and with each thick and deep thrust of his cock inside her, she felt herself only falling deeper and deeper into her desire to be nothing but Heph's mare. She didn’t even feel envious as she though about Circe and the other mares.

It would only be natural for Heph to have his harem, and she would faithfully obey. Her fantasies pushed to what her life was going to be like now. Would she still live in Canterlot? Would she live in TwilightForge? Or would the thestrals retake their city? She would awaken, making sure to rise before her beloved, tending to his morning wood until he came in her throat like the slut she was. Once she ate her breakfast of his spunk, she would ensure Heph had his meal, all while she would either service his cock some more, or have him drink from her milk filled tits. This then brought on the next part of her fantasy, pregnancy. She wanted Heph’s babies, she wanted every ounce of his spunk pumping her womb full of his foals.

From there, would she still manage the royal duties of Canterlot? She wouldn’t want him to bear the weight of even more. So maybe she would still do the day to day activities, Moondancer at her side perhaps. But when Heph would have to sit upon the throne, maybe she and her friend would kneel before him, worshipping at his cock as he managed the court? The possibilities were endless, and Twilight wasn’t just feeling less and less embaressed at the idea of being fucked in front of others, but was starting to enjoy the idea. She wanted to be treated the way she deserved. She was a slut, a devoted, faithful whore for her master, and looking at him, she could see that he was enjoying fucking her.

“I’m sorry…I’m so sorry, Heph…” Twilight moaned, looking so passionately in the thestrals eyes. “Please…take me, use me. Let me make up for everything they-” Her words were cut off as the thestral kissed her.

Twilight’s eyes rolled back as she moaned from her master’s embrace. Hugging him closer, she could feel his heartbeat matching up with hers. She wanted more, the pleasure of his desires to fuck her, to be with her and claim her as his was so intense that she didn’t even want to think about anything else. As long as she was with Heph, nothing else mattered. She trusted him, she loved him, and from how he was passionately kissing her, she could feel his love with each moan she let out in his mouth, and each deep thrust that rubbed along her sweet and sensitive spots. Her ovaries were tingling, going into overdrive as she was ready to be impregnated by him, she wanted his foals, all his foals.

“It’s okay, Twilight.” Heph replied, pulling his mouth back from Twilight’s lips. “What they did wasn’t your fault. And I’m doing this, because I love you too.” The alicorn’s moans echoed out as she kissed the thestral again.

Heph’s cock swelled and pulsed in Twilight’s pussy, getting close to an orgasm. His mind was cheering in the triumph he was about to achieve. Even then, it wasn’t like he saw the alicorn in the same way he remembered Celestia. Twilight was different, she was a mare who cared. And though he was going to fuck her pregnant, claim her as his, and dominate her, he felt such a strong connection to her. He wanted to be with her, and if she was going to willingly submit to him, then all the better. From what Circe told him about how Moondancer had ended up after her treatment, he was confident that the time had now come.

Picking up the speed of his thrusts, he was working up closer to his orgasm. He was going to cum, the first of what was going to be many that night. Twilight’s body submitted to him, opening up as she wanted every inch of this magnificent size to flood her womb with his seed. She wanted it, she needed to know she brought him to orgasm. Heph huffed, groaning in the mare’s mouth, their tongue’s embracing each other as Twilight’s sloppy wet pussy was leaking out her nectar as she was going through several smaller climaxes. The thestral’s cock was getting thicker, ready to cum, and Twilight’s legs lifted up, wrapping around Heph’s hips, keeping him in place; she didn’t want a single drop to be pulled out of her pussy.

“Here it comes, my love.” Heph groaned, shuddering a little as the pleasure washed over him. “Are you ready to bear my foals?”

“Yes…yes…please…” Twilight cooed, moaning her hot breath against Heph’s face. “Breed me, give me your babies, every one of them. I want them, I want to be your broodmare.” Her pussy tightened as she was milking the stallion over the edge.

“Then you shall have it.” Heph cooed, reaching up to gently caress the mare’s cheek as he leaned in close again. “You will no longer be a princess. Instead, you shall be one of my harem mares which I cherish. You shall serve me, bearing my children until all the guilt within you is washed away.” Kissing her, he bottomed out in her pussy, unleashing the torrent of hot seed as the mare moaned from being impregnated.

Twilight’s body felt so hot, the way Heph’s hot seed was flooding so deep into her womb, filling her with her love and master’s spunk and possible foals. She was so happy, she was fulfilling her purpose, her only true reason for being. She didn’t care about anything else, only the joy of being impregnated by Heph, and the way he was looking at her. The dominating, yet loving, gentle, and caring eyes that washed over her being. She was his, all his, only his, nothing else mattered. Not her crown, not her throne, not her friends, family, and especially not the other Princesses. All that Twilight cared about, and all she only wanted to care about was being with Heph. Kissing at him again, she moaned to him.

“Heph…please…give me more…” Twilight cooed, looking so innocent, adorable, and needy as she longed for more. “Please…use me…love me…give me more of your cum…”

“And you shall have it.” Heph cooed, kissing the mare back, leaning in close enough to embrace her in a loving hug. The mare could almost cry as the joy was overtaking her. “You are mine.”

This was too much, the tears came pouring from her eyes as she was so happy. Holding Heph closer to her, Twilight didn’t care about anything else, Helph truely wanted her, and that’s all that mattered to her now, and forever. After holding his cock in her pussy for a short while longer, the thestral slowly pulled himself out of her pussy, making sure the initial seed he had just pumped into her was still deep inside her. Smiling warmly, he took her by the hand, helping her up to her feet. Twilight had never felt this way before, never so loved, so wanted, and so needed in someone else’s life. She could almost scream it to the skies in her excitement. Not only the fact Heph all but proposed to her, but the wedding would be something out of a lover’s fable.

“You know, I love that smile on your face.” Heph commented, rubbing the back of his hand tenderly against Twilight’s cheek. “So beautiful, you are the mare I have longed for all these many, many years.”

“I…oh my…” Twilight cooed, feeling her face become so much hotter in a red blush as she looked at the confident, secure look in the thestral’s eyes. She felt so safe, so comfortable, like she didn’t even need to think about anything anymore. Hugging him, she pressed her head against his chest. “I just want to be with you. I love you, Heph.”

“I love you too, Twilight.” Heph replied, gently rubbing the back of Twilight’s mane, stroking it a little as he looked out towards one of the large glass doors. “Perhaps we should celebrate our new union?” With a swift motion, he scooped his arm under her leg, hoisting her upwards.

Twilight was somehow blushing even harder than before as Heph was carrying her towards the glass door, like a bride on her wedding night. Her heart was hammering so hard in her chest as the thestral opened the door, walking her through the archway, and brought Twilight out onto the balcony that overlooked the sleeping city of Canterlot. The princess had been looking out over this balcony for many years, modeling after what Celestia and Luna had done before her. Before, this was a prideful view, something to remind her of the kingdom she ruled, the kingdom she served, and the kingdom she would protect. But now, the meaning was different. She was with her lover, and when he gently lowered her, she stood by his size.

“Such a wonderful view. Neither UnderForge nor TwilightForge have such a view.” Heph said, taking a deep breath of the cool, night air. “Is this how it feels to see the kingdom at once?”

“It is…” Twilight cooed, taking Heph’s arm, leaning and snuggling against it as she was uncaring about how she and her lover was naked and fully exposed to anyone who would look up at the balcony tonight. “It’s so beautiful. I want this moment to last forever.”

“I know, and I want to show you just how we can make those scenes even more beautiful.” Heph commented, taking Twilight’s chin, turning her face to start kissing her again. She moaned softly against his lips as he was carefully rubbing and fondling her. Every inch of her body belonged to him, and she felt only love and joy serving him. “Now, lean over the balcony, I want to view the night sky while I fuck my concubine's perfect pussy.”

“Anything for you, my Master.” Twilight cooed, shifting over to lean over the balcony, her tits pressing slightly over the edge as she looked out over the city. The thrill of being seen was only adding to her arousal, and her pussy was dripping wet from it. “Please…Heph…fuck me. Fuck me like the good girl I am in front of your new kingdom, the kingdom that was stolen from you.” Lining up his cock against her moist entrance, he gave her what she wanted.

Thrusting forward, he bottomed out in her pussy again, making her gasp out. It was taking everything she had to not scream out so loud, it would make the Canterlot Royal Voice sound like a murmur. The pleasure was somehow even better than it was before. Was it because she was engaged to Heph now, or was it because she was so out in the open, and the rush of being caught was just so intoxicating? She couldn’t tell, and she didn’t care. She wanted more. If it was Heph’s cock, Twilight wanted him, she wanted his cock to stretch her out and claim every inch of her insides as his. She wanted his foals, and she didn’t care if anyone was watching at this point.

“So much tighter than before…” Heph smirked, chuckling a little under his breath as he was keeping his thrusts deep and steady. “Does the fear of being caught turn you on so much? Does my good girl like being fucked out in the open?”

“Yes…yes…I love it…I love it…” Twilight moaned out, looking back at the stallion, trembling under his gaze. “Please, don’t stop. Fuck me…fill me with your cock…give me all of your seed.” Her panting was becoming so hot, it was like a faint mist from her throat in the cool night air. “Make me pregnant, make me pregnant, please make me pregnant with your babies.”

“Of course, I will ensure you birth all of my children.” Heph commented, grunting a little as he was hammering at a slowly increasing speed in Twilight’s pussy. “I will make sure you’ll have my foals, and we can begin our new life together.” He was feeling not only the joy of his triumph over the alicorn, but couldn’t deny the affections he did feel towards her. “Twilight, my love. I will never leave your side. You will never be alone again.” His words only resonated throughout her being as she wanted every inch deep inside her.

Plunging harder and faster, Heph’s cock was rocking through Twilight’s body, filling her with every inch of his love and passion. She wanted nothing else, so long as he was by her side, so long as she could serve him, that’s all that mattered. Moaning out, the alicorn felt herself squeezing so lovingly along the length of her master’s cock. He was so big, and the heat was sending warm tingles throughout her body. She didn’t want this to stop, she wished she could be fucked and loved by Heph forever. The pleasure was melting away her worries, banishing her fears, and filling her with an intense purpose of longing and love. She wanted him, she was so happy that he wanted her too. She didn’t care if anyone saw her, she was doing what she was meant to be, Heph’s broodmare.

“You are so beautiful in the moonlight, my love.” Heph panted, keeping a steady pace as his humping was causing Twilight’s body to shake and tits to bounce while her ass smacked a sloppy wet sound against his hips. “I am so happy to have you, I never want to be without you.”

“Same, I feel the same, my love. My one and only.” Twilight moaned, starting to back up her ass against the stallion, wanting to feel every inch of his hot, thick size rub along her sweet and sensitive spots. “Please, don’t stop. Give it to me, I want more. Destroy my pussy and claim me as your royal, slutty bitch in heat.”

Heph continued to push himself, huffing somewhat as he could feel he was going to cum very soon. But not yet, he didn’t want to blow his load in her just yet. She was so broken, that there would be plenty of time for him to fill her womb with his precious seed over and over again. Instead, he wanted to get as close as possible, pushing the mare to see how much she could take. And with each deep thrust, Twilight’s pussy only seemed to want more. She needed to feel even more inside her. She could feel this fat, thestral cock throbbing inside her. He was gasping out small groans of pleasure. He was feeling good, she was making him feel good. This pleasure he felt, it was because of her, she was his love, and she would make sure he would never go a day without her love enveloping him.

Her mind further drifted to what her future was, how many foals she would birth for him, and just how they would be together forever. She even contemplated, though how she could do it was difficult to piece together in the way her head as the pleasure was shattering any heavy thoughts. But Twilight wondered if it would be possible to gift Heph with the same ascension that Celestia had bestowed upon her. If anyone deserved to be an alicorn, if anyone deserved to rule over all of Equestria, it was Heph. Twilight would serve her Master. Be it as a member of his harem or, perhaps, as his queen one day. So long as she could always be his good girl. The very idea was edging her closer to orgasm. Feeling how much tighter she was getting in her moans, Heph leaned in close to her ear.

“How does it feel? How do you like your master’s cock?” Heph seductively whispered, making Twilight’s body tremble. “You can cum. I’ll allow it.” His smile only grew as her shivering, cooing sounds of submission were getting his cock even harder. “Come on, Twilight. Be my good girl, and cum for me.” It was too much for her, the mare couldn’t hold it in.

Covering her mouth as best as she could, Twilight muffled as much moans as she could just as she reached her orgasm. Her pussy clamped down so tightly on the stallion’s cock, nearly crushing it as she was trembling and taking him all the way inside her. Her insides utterly submitted to him, as her body was almost forcing itself into a state of estrus. Even her breasts seemed to be pushed to a motherhood-like state. A phantom lactation that caused her plum bipples to tremble before they started to leak out some creamy, warm milk. Twilight’s eyes widened, and even Heph was impressed by this, reaching down to grab at her tits, groping and fondling her as if he was trying to milk her.

“Milk already?” Heph chuckled playfully, tugging at the mare’s nipples to cause more milk to leak out, adding to the small pool of her nectar that was trickling down her leg. “Is my good girl excited about getting pregnant?” She couldn’t answer with words, only moans as she trembled from the pleasures that were rippling through her mind. “But we’re not done yet. I haven’t cum yet.”

“Please…cum inside me…I want it…” Twilight panted, her voice was sounding so weak and tired, she was just barely holding herself conscious. “Make me pregnant…please…give me all of your foals…I want them…”

“Oh, I shall give you my seed, and you’ll be my pregnant love. But not tonight.” Heph said, pulling himself from her pussy. The sudden lack of his cock inside her caused Twilight to drop down to her knees. “I will give you my foals another time. But right now, I have not cum, so finish me off.” The mare immediately, though slowly from her fatigue, shifted over to better worship at the thestral’s cock.

Opening her mouth, she started sucking him off again, deepthroating herself over this cock. She moaned whorishly over it, loving it as she was slobbering herself all over it. The mix of flavors, both his potential seed and her sweet juices tingling on her tongue. Twilight loved this feeling, and she looked up to her lover with passionate, almost lust induced manic swirls in her eyes. She couldn’t stop herself, she didn’t want to stop herself. The pleasure of this stallion’s cock in her throat was all but a daily part of her newly forming deity. Reaching down, she tugged and teased at her tits, especially at her nipples, letting more warm milk trickle along her fingers as she moaned on this cock.

Heph only stared down at her, content with how things were coming along, though he didn’t expect her to start lactating. He was certain she wasn’t pregnant yet. Though it didn’t matter, as she was going to carry his foal eventually. But this was enough for him to know she was his. All that would remain would be her to willingly wear the specially made cuffs and collar, and she would be his fully and completely. He was tempted to just breed her then and there, but didn’t want to celebrate too early. There would be plenty of time for that after the throne was his. For now, he could feel her love and devotion pushing him towards a thick and heavy orgasm. His cock throbbed in the mare’s mouth, and rubbed along her tongue.

“Not in your mouth.” Heph said, smiling at the mare. “On your face, and those beautiful breasts. I want to cover you in my seed, mark you as my good girl.” Twilight didn’t need any convincing for that. She wanted it.

Pulling her mouth off this cock, she made it just in time for the stallion to cum. Heph’s load was as hot, thick, and heavy as she hoped for as it blew across her face, splattering against her open mouth and dangling tongue, all while the rest plastered against her tits. She tingled and shivered, the warmth contrasted against the cool breeze of the night, pushing her over the edge again. Heph smirked, his mind all but cheering in the triumph before him. Twilight Sparkle, Princess and ruler of Equestria, was on her knees, eagerly and passionately worshipping at his cock after he came all over her. She was marked, she was broken, she was submissive, but most importantly, she was his, now and forever.