A Father's True Love

Chapter 2: The Prince’s Secrets

A/N: This is easily the darkest chapter I have planned for this story. Content warning for non-consensual sex on top of the usual warnings regarding M/M sex. Do not worry, things will start to look up for Shining and co from the next chapter.

Prince Blueblood strode the halls of Canterlot castle with purpose and determination.

He was under no illusions regarding his public identity. He knew that most of Equestria regarded him as vain and stupid, a spoilt royal who threw a tantrum whenever he didn’t get his own way. The public shunned him even as they fawned over his sister Cadance. She was lucky, having gotten a one in a trillion genetic fluke and been born as an Alicorn while he was just a unicorn. From the moment of her birth the public loved her, comparing her to Celestia and Luna while Blueblood, the elder sibling was left in relative obscurity. When he came of age, the palace gave him some token fiefdoms and insignificant duties to perform while Cadance was raised to take her place as the god incarnate of love.

In many ways this suited the blonde unicorn just fine. The less the public’s eye was on him, the more freedom he would have to indulge in some of his… darker pleasures.

He prided himself on his cutie mark – a compass rose. Whenever he was asked about it, he would reply that it meant he was a good navigator and that he always knew where he was going. What he didn’t say was that it also meant he was very good at finding things. And it wasn’t limited to physical objects only. Blueblood was a master at reading body language, from the smallest shift of weight to a darting look of the eyes. Blueblood could find anything and he could find anything out. There was almost nopony at the palace that he had not managed to discover something incriminating about – the maid to the high chancellor was stealing silverware or that one of the royal archivists was attempting to rewrite his family history so as to remove any affiliation with the lunar rebellion prior to Nightmare Moons banishment.

Blueblood didn’t always confront a pony about these things, knowing full well the value of having a few cards in reserve. But the fact remained: every pony in the palace was subject to his eye, and it saw everything.

It was with this eye that he saw his brother-in-law, the captain Shining Armour return from his 3 day leave with a new spring in his step and a gleam in his eye.

‘Something has happened to him, time to find out what’ Blueblood thought, his mind already beginning to consider blackmail possibilities. Having a captain of the royal guards in his pocket had so many opportunities, not to mention leverage over his sister.

“Guard captain Armour” He called out, attracting the attention of the other white stallion. “Report to me once you have presented yourself at the guard barracks. I have something I want to discuss with you.”

Shining nodded but did not react in any other way. Personally he thought of Blueblood as a pain in his ass. There were rumours about the prince. That he in fact led a secret life of extreme sexual perversion and depravity or that he blackmailed everyone he got the chance. None of Bluebloods friends had ever said anything about it though and it all remained simply as rumour and hearsay.

Shining was confident that all the other prince wanted was to discuss some trivial matter – he did have a few legitimate duties to perform that overlapped with the guards from time to time. It would not be the first time the Blueblood had attempted to exert his influence over a promotion or demotion. He would go report to his commanding officer, and then go deal with Blueblood.

Throughout the palace, ponies stopped and greeted him as he passed or on duty guards saluted to him. While he was technically a medium ranked captain, the fact that he had also married into the royal family meant that he got respect and treatment he didn’t truly feel he deserved. A pony attempting to curry favour by manipulating the duty roster, invitations to parties by ponies he had never even met before. Such things were common and Shining did not approve.

The guard barracks located in the royal palace were as opulent as the rest of the majestic structure. At least they were on the outside. Golden filigree and ornately carved columns littered the entrances. Muscular ponies in resplendent gold barding guarded the main doors. Past the entrance however all the splendour of the palace faded away. Gold gave way to wrought iron and steel. The suits barding on the walls were not of gold or silver, but of chain links or plate steel – the kinds that a soldier would actually wear into battle.

It was into this somewhat more Spartan lifestyle that Shining Armour felt most at home. While the chambers he shared with his wife were majestic – thick carpeting, stained glass windows, plush cushions, Shining Armour could live without any of it. A true career soldier, he could live happily on just a pile of hay and a thin travel blanket.

His commander was a gruff no nonsense pony. Providing you did your job well, the best you could expect from him was a level stare. Shining, an exemplary officer received a single nod from the commander. Shining had liked this commander. He didn’t give anypony special treatment or fawn over Shining’s status as a prince. To him, you rose or fell in his estimation based on your actions alone, as it should be.

“You’re late Armour.” A comment Shining knew was a calculated lie designed to throw him off balance. He wasn’t required to be on duty for another hour.

“Sorry Sir. Won’t happen again.” Shining banged a hoof against his forehead in a salute. “Prince Blueblood has requested to speak with me at once.”

The commander glowered at this. Once again the baby prince was sticking his nose into the guards business. “Best go and see what ‘His Highness’ wants then. Do it quickly though, you’re up on the wall today.”

Shining saluted again and left the barracks, striding down the hallways towards Blueblood’s office.

Blueblood’s office was on the other side of the palace from the barracks, and the contrast could not have been more clear. Every inch of the prince’s office was covered in some form of excess. The floor was either tiled in solid marble or covered in thick shags. One wall was dedicated to a staggering array of liquors, almost all of them were either technically illegal in Equestria or so rare that a normal pony would never have a hope of getting their hooves on a bottle. Artwork and tapestries hung on the walls, each of them invoked a sense of the erotic or the disturbing, and the eyes of the paintings on the walls all appeared to track you. Shining hated it here. The entire office was designed to make a supplicant feel uneasy or to prove just how rich Blueblood must be if he could afford to decorate his office in this manner.

Sitting in the middle of this lair was Blueblood, prince of Equestria. From the way he had been stationed at his desk, front hooves lightly pressed together to form a triangle, he had clearly been expecting Shining. Not surprising, given that he was the one who arranged the meeting.

Blueblood watched as Shining let himself into the office, the door closing with a solid thud behind him. The door was another ploy the prince had had installed. The solid construction and imposing sound of the door closing served to increase the feeling of isolation that visiting ponies would feel. Once that door closed, you were trapped in this room until the prince saw fit to release you.

Shining did not let himself feel any apprehension. He saw through all the tricks that Blueblood surrounded himself with, petty parlour illusions that would not work on a seasoned soldier.

At first Blueblood simply observed Shining as he sat before him. For nearly a full minute he said nothing, watching Shining’s reactions to his scrutiny. Shining calmly looked back, his face an inscrutable mask. Eventually Blueblood spoke.

“I’ll get straight to the point. Who was she?” Blueblood asked bluntly. For all the features of his office, he had no desire to be subtle today.

“Who was who?” Shining asked, his brow creasing in a lack of understanding.

“Don’t play dumb with me soldier. Cadance is away in the empire and your entire demeanour reeks of you having slept with somepony. There is no possible way that you could have gotten up to the crystal empire and back down again so quickly without leaving some kind of trace evidence, train tickets, magical residue, a hire notice for a pegasus carriage. None of the gate guards reported ever seeing you leave the city, thus I am forced to assume you found some entertainment a bit closer to home. So I will ask you again: Who was she?”

Blueblood fully expected that when Shining Armour finally cracked he would hear the name of some Canterlot back alley hooker, he knew them all had had engaged their services many times at various points. Initially he got exactly what he was expecting.

Shining quickly realised that he had made a simple mistake. He had failed to establish an air tight alibi by allowing a guard to see him leave the city. It would not take long for Blueblood to start piecing together the pieces until they lead to his father. Casting into his memories, he looked for the name of any of the hookers he had arrested at some point, hoping to be able to pull a name out to placate Blueblood's curiosity.

Blueblood watched as panic and concern crossed Shining's face. From the little twitches, it was clear he was trying to fabricate a story on the fly.

'This is almost too easy' He mused.

"Alright Blueblood. You win. Her name was Cherry Blast" Shining said, finally managing to get the name of a mare he had brought in for soliciting a year ago.

Blueblood's eyes lit up at that name. Cherry Blast was the best hooker he ever partook of. She was also dead, having been caught in an accidental fire about 3 months before.

"And just where did you meet her, the Graveyard? Shining you naughty boy, I had no idea you went for that sort of thing. Necrophilia indeed." Blueblood called Shining's bluff, catching the guard in a clear lie.

Shining knew he was trapped. He would never be able to outsmart Blueblood on a subject like the hookers of Canterlot.

“Ugh Fine. Their names were Soarin’ and my father.” He admitted, looking Blueblood right in the eye. He was not going to live in shame about what he had done, multiple times now. If the truth was going to get out, then he was going to be the one to dictate how and when it was revealed.

Blueblood sat in his seat for 30 seconds, not moving an inch. An expression of amazement was plastered over his face. Whatever he had expected to hear from Shining Armour, it was not that.

Regaining some of his faculties, he asked Shining to repeat he last comment.

“I must have misheard you. You said you had sex with a member of the Wonderbolt’s and your father?”

Shining nodded, not taking his eyes off of Blueblood.

“You, had incestuous sex with two stallions?”

Another nod.

“Does Cadance know you are gay?”

At this Shining Armour shot Blueblood a warning look. “I’m not gay Blue, I still love Cadance. It just kinda happed.”

‘And kept ‘kinda’ happening several times after that’ a voice inside Shining Armour’s mind spoke up.

Blueblood gave Shining a long appraising look. This was even greater dirt than he had ever expected. So good in fact that he was going to cash in this favour right now..

“Are you going to tell Cadance Blue?” Shining asked

“Blueblood” the other prince replied. “My name is Blueblood.”

Shining looked exasperated. “Fine, are you going to tell Cadance Blueblood?”

“That depends” Blueblood replied, a thin smile full of malice crept across his face.

“On what?” Shining asked, seeing the smile.

Blueblood climbed out of his chair, revealing his royal tool at full extension and dribbling freely. During their conversation, Blueblood had hardened out of sight under his desk, images of the acts he was about to commit exciting him. “It depends on how well you can convince me to stay quiet about it.”

He gestured towards the waiting dick. “Well, convince me.”

Shining stared at him. It seemed that some of the rumours about the prince were true after all. He was indeed a sexual deviant and he was demanding that Shining service him right there in his office. Shining wanted to refuse, but realised that both Soarin’ and Orion’s heads would be on the block next to his, metaphorically speaking if he did.

Another part of his mind considered lashing out at Blueblood and beating him into submission. Such a plan was flawed however. Several ponies either knew or had seen him enter this office. Any investigation would quickly place the blame on him and would start to question just what was so important that Shining was willing to commit Assault and Battery. Knowing Blueblood, he probably also had this place bugged for sound anyway. No, there was really only one option available to Shining Armour.

With a deep disgust, aimed at both the monster sitting before him and himself for doing it, Shining moved forward and engulfed Blueblood’s dick into his mouth.

As he felt the crown of the tip pass his lips, Shining was assaulted by a bitter flavour. Where Soarin’ or Orion’s pre-come was sweet and light, Blueblood’s was heavy and almost rancid. Shining’s nose wrinkled at the taste but he did not withdraw from his sucking. He had to see this through, or else Blueblood would most likely simply take the price of silence out of his father or Soarin’. Their lives would be ruined, but Shining had one chance to keep that from happening. If it meant Blueblood keeping his mouth shut, then Shining would suck him off no matter how repulsive such an act would be. He just hoped that nopony would stumble in on them.

‘This is the most degrading thing I have ever had to do, lets just get this thing over quickly’

Shining moved in and plunged Blueblood down his throat, deciding to commit to the action fully so as to get it over with as quickly as possible.

Shining’s tongue flittered lightly around the rod in his mouth, teasing and licking against the sensitive undersides, hoping to bring swift resolution. He moved up and down on the dick, making sure to put as much suction on each up thrust as he could before dropping down and engulfing Blueblood’s cock right down to his blue balls.

If there was one thing that Shining was noticing from doing this, it was that he was getting better at the action of deep-throating. Where Soarin’ or Orion had made him gag the first time he had tried it with them, he found he could accommodate Blueblood’s member with ease. A small part of him felt proud of such an achievement, even at a time like this.

Blueblood was relishing the feelings he was recieving. Both the actual pleasure that the upstart Shining Armour was lavishing on his cock and the equally intense feeling he got whenever he was able to coerce somepony into doing his will, that feeling of total control. Compared to that, the pleasures of the actual sex came in second. This wasn’t about Shining being gay; it was simply a power play and having Blueblood lay down the law to the newest member of the royal family. That law was simple: do what Blueblood tells you and everything would be fine.

With his lesson firmly planted in his partners mind, Blueblood decided that it was time to truly enjoy himself here while he had the chance. It was time to make his own claim on Shining Armour’s flanks.

Blueblood withdrew from Shining’s mouth, his cock now shiny with spit. For a moment he felt a chill as the air in the office made his exposed organ cold, but Blueblood knew of a perfect way to warm himself up.

“Turn around Shining.” He commanded. There was no mistaking the tone of his voice. This was not a request from a lover looking to give greater pleasure. This was a command from somepony out only to satisfy themselves. Silently Shining did as he was bade; resisting would only prolong the experience.

In short order, he felt the tip of Blueblood push against his opening and force its way inside him. Inch after inch of pony cock slipped inside his tight passage, leaving him with a feeling of being totally full. It seemed that Blueblood had turned from being a metaphorical pain in his ass to a literal one.

There was no tenderness in Blueblood touch however. Giving Shining only a moment to adjust himself to the new girth filling him, Blueblood began to move. A single long pull allowed him to withdraw from the other white unicorn until he was almost fully exposed. With a vicious thrust, he sank back into the depths of Shining, relishing the velvet feel of the other ponies muscles on his cock as he did so. Even when he screwed mares, he had a preference for anal. It was so much more sinful, so delightful to take a mare’s back door.

At first, Shining felt like his butt was on fire. Bluebloods thrusts into him were rapid and violent, but he quickly was able to adjust his body to accommodate the new stallion. While he would never actually say anything, Blueblood was not the largest of ponies. Both Orion and Soarin’ had fucked him with larger dicks than was currently plumbing his depths.

As the lining of spit wore off, Blueblood’s cock emitted a new layer of pre-come, greasing Shining’s passage and making the thrusts more bearable. As it had with Orion the first time, the pain soon turned to pleasure. A quiet moan escaped his lips as Blueblood soon reached a smooth place, slamming his dick into Shining Armour’s ass with every thrust.

Squishes and slaps could softly be heard from outside the office door. Ponies who had worked at the palace long enough had learned to simply disregard such noises. It was far better for their own personal sanity and job prospects to allow the prince to do whatever he wanted behind closed doors. Everypony could still remember the last worker who tried to take Blueblood’s perversities public. That pony was now a bitless bum. Blueblood had taken everything he had, all without the media having gotten a sniff.

Blueblood worked hard at reaming Shining’s butt. With one hoof he felt under Shining’s chest, feeling his flaccid cock just now starting to harden, proof that Shining was starting to enjoy this just as much as he was. He jacked the slowly hardening rod, it looking as if it was an extension of his own shaft. Shining’s moans increased, to his shame.

Blueblood rammed into Shining, his ballsack slapping against the others with every thrust. A twitching in his loins told him that he was getting close. He picked up the pace, increasing the speed and depth of each thrust. A wave of pleasure overcame him as he made one last thrust and held himself as deep as he could be inside Shining, his flare expanding and anchoring him securely while a surge of cum boiled up from his sack and out his tip, spurting into Shining’s waiting plot. Rope after slimy rope of cum shot out of him and passed into his unicorn bitch. Quickly his flare began to recede and Blueblood began to withdraw from Shining’s ass, very satisfied with himself.

Shining felt Blueblood expand and twitch inside him, a layer of cream filling washing over his tunnel. The fluid soothed some of the remaining fire lingering in his rear. Shortly after, he could feel Blueblood start to shrink and withdraw from him, emerging from his ass with a quiet pop sound. A thin dribble of cum trailed after, dripping down his crack and over his balls and still erect cock before landing on the floor. Blueblood had specially left him on the edge as a partially sadistic torture.

A slow clap from Blueblood drew his attention outwards. Turning to the other, Shining saw him levitating up a rag towards him. Inwardly he was glad that the whole experience was over.

“Get yourself cleaned up boy, but first a little reward for you.” Blueblood spoke, the first time since he had commanded Shining to turn about. A glow surrounded his horn and Shining felt Blueblood begin to wank his length using magic. A glow appeared on his erect cock as magic simulated hooves and stroked him.

Blueblood rubbed up along Shining’s dick quickly, eliciting gasps and moans from the guard. As it became clear that Shining was getting close to coming, Blueblood split his magic and levitated a cup over. Shining groaned one final time before shooting his load into the cup, a healthy volume of seed spilling from his tip. After 6 or 7 spurts, Shining ran dry. Blueblood levitated the cup up to Shining’s mouth. With one hoof he motioned that he wanted Shining to drink it.

Shining took the half filled up, looking at the thick white liquid contained in it. Of all the acts that Blueblood had subjected him to, this was likely the easiest one for him. He had tasted his own seed on the lips of Soarin’ and Orion before, and it was no big deal for him to drink this now.

In one motion he up ended the cup and felt its contents flow on to his tongue. The sharp salty taste of his own cum greeted him, and Shining swallowed it quickly. The slimy texture of the cum tickled his throat as it descended, but soon Shining had swallowed the entire cup, showing the empty cup to Blueblood before putting it down on the desk.

Blueblood looked at the empty container, satisfied that Shining had swallowed it all.

“Your secret is safe with me, for now. I may call upon you again in the future. You would do well to be ready when I do.”

With a final gesture, Blueblood dismissed Shining out of his office. Shining quickly finished wiping up any cum he could find on his body. Once he was satisfied that he was clean he turned back to Blueblood.

“If you tell Cadance, so help me Celestia, I will make you regret it.”

Blueblood simply smiled at the bravado, he had heard it all before from so many ponies. “Yes, yes, you would hunt me down to the four corners of Equestria and make me rue the day I was born. I keep my promises Shining Armour, like all true royalty. Of course, if you were to tell anypony about what happened here, my mouth may accidentally slip at the dinner table.”

Shining glowered at Blueblood but said nothing further. There was nothing left to say. He had to get to his post on the castle walls before any of his subordinates noticed he was missing.