A Father's True Love

Chapter 5 – The Blueballs of Blueblood

A/N: Futa, Rape and light watersports. Thanks to all who chipped in with ideas regarding punishment acts

Shining and Dazzle galloped through the castle, hoping to get to Blueblood’s office before Cadance could. They knew it was a fool’s hope and that Cadance had most likely already arrived and would be confronting her brother.

It was only after Shining had rounded a corner and almost run into a pair of maids that he realised both he and Dazzle were still stained with sweat and dried cum, not to mention the smell that he could detect wafting from their coats. The maids seemed to notice the smell and their appearance, wrinkling their noses at the pungent aroma.

The maids quickly moved out of the way when they recognised who it was before them. One tried to apologize for not getting out of his way faster, but Shining didn’t have the time to hear her. Picking up his pace, he rushed behind Dazzle who was keeping an impressive pace, given her exhaustion and increased age over him.

Behind them, the two maids began muttering to each other, pointing out their stained coats and manes. One of them would have to inform the grapevine about this.

Shining caught up to his mother just as she was pulling up to Blueblood’s office. Neither of them had any intention of actually assisting the slime-ball prince, but if they could, they would prevent Cadance from leaving a lasting mark. Shining found the door to Blueblood’s office was closed but unlocked so he opened it slowly.
Inside, the office looked like it had been hit by a bomb. Shattered glass littered every flat surface, the desk and floor were covered with the small reflective shards. Shining noticed that the pattern of the glass dispersal indicated that something very large and travelling very fast had hit the outside of the window, shattering in into the office. He hoped that Cadance had not been too badly hurt by the entry.

Moving his horn around, Shining could detect traces of Cadance’s magic, likely a teleport spell, something that only the Alicorn’s could do with impunity within the castle. From the amount of residual power, Cadance had likely taken Blueblood with her, but where they had gone, Shining had no idea.

“What is going on here?”

Shining looked up at the voice, finding the imposing dark form of Princess Luna standing in the door frame, her mane of midnight flowing in an ethereal breeze. A pair of barded Night Guards were stationed behind her, both now turned to face away from the office, watching the hallways. Beside him, Dazzle sank to her knees, and Shining began to do the same.

“Captain Armour, rise and explain yourself. What hath occurred here?”

Shining tried to order his thoughts before responding, knowing just how compromising this would look to him. He just hoped that Luna really was as naive as the rumours said she was when it came to sex.

“You see your highness, I think that Cadance and Blueblood had a family disagreement, but beyond that I don’t know. I will get the guards on this ASAP.”

Luna did not look amused. “Pray yes, Guard Captain Armour. We would recommend haste in this matter. But before that we would suggest that you speed your exodus to a shower, for the odours assailing our olfactory senses are most displeasing. We will stand watch here until guards come to investigate.”

Shining and Dazzle took the leave that Luna had offered them. As they moved to exit the office, Luna leaned in and whispered into Shining’s ear. “A word of advice. If thou wishes to partake in such actions as your family has been indulging in of late, then you would do well to remember to cover up the evidence afterwards. Tia is not as… forgiving as I am on these matters.”

Shining felt his face burn a bright red as Luna began to walk into the office to take a more detailed look around. Once they were out of the office, Shining put his hooves around Dazzle and the pair vanished in a flash of light, ‘porting back to Shining’s chambers to inform the others and of course, take that shower.

Earlier

Blueblood was having a very good start to his morning. Several delegations of ponies had come to him asking for a boon or two. Most of them he had declined, but one had struck him as more than a little interesting. A pair of brothers with a set of bacon coloured manes had come to him looking for funding to develop some kind of automatic cider dispensary. They said they had already built a working proof of concept model but needed funds to keep it running and improve on the design. Blueblood had checked over their plans and had agreed to fund their research and development in exchange for a double his investment return and 15% on all future sales of the machine. He didn’t really think that the machine would actually work worth a damn and he guessed that he would never see his money again, but that simply meant that he would have a pair of ponies who would owe him a favour, a big one at that based on the amount that he had loaned them.

His good mood wasn’t to last however, as the peace and quiet of his sanctum was shattered as a fast moving pink blur smashed through his stained glass window, showering the room in small shards of glass and wrought metalwork. Blueblood quickly ducked down under his desk to shield himself from the shrapnel now slicing its way through his office, one fragment nicking his front hoof and drawing a thin trickle of blood. He had never been very good at generating shields with his magic so his first instinct was to hide rather than confront.

After a moment the sounds of shattering glass ceased and Blueblood put his head tentatively above the desk. Standing before him, bathed in all her radiant fury was his sister, Princess Cadance. Her head was bowed and fury seethed from her eyes, which were shooting very large daggers at him. Her coat and mane were filthy with what Blueblood could only assume were the remains of conjugal activities. From her entrance, there was only one possible reason from Cadance to be here: Shining had blabbed. If that was the case, then this was going to be a very painful reunion.

For Cadance, this reckoning had been a long time coming. While she had never said anything to her brother, she knew all about his underhanded dealings: The bribery and corruption. Thus far she had made a vow to herself not to interfere in his actions, Blueblood’s life was not hers to fuss over. While she may not agree with his choices, he was still her brother and she loved him.

This time however he had crossed the line. When Shining and Soarin’ had walked in on her and Twilight, she had felt Blueblood’s influence on him along with Orion and Soarin’s. That alone had not been enough for her to openly suspect anything, the essence of a pony can rub off and appear on others quite easily. Even something as small as Blueblood being grateful could have been enough. It was only when Dazzle also mentioned that Blueblood had told her he knew and sent her off to find them that it all crystallized in her mind. Blueblood had been extracting some kind of payment from Shining and Cadance had a very good idea as to what that could be.

She bore down on her brother, small cuts on her skin rapidly healing over as she infused power into them. Fury was plastered on her face and she took a moment to make sure that the door to the office was sealed, she didn’t want anypony to walk in on this. Blueblood shrank before her, his composure withering as he caught the look in her eye.

“You crossed the line Bluey. For a long time I have turned the other way when it came to you. When you blackmailed somepony to get your own way or to satisfy your perverse sexual desires. Even when you arranged for a whorehouse to ‘accidentally’ catch fire and claim the lives of three prostitutes who knew too much. As much as I despised you, I could forgive it all as you are my brother. All that changed when you put your hooves on my family. Did you really think I wouldn’t find out?”

Blueblood flailed under her accusations. “N-Now Cadance, we can w-work something out.”

Cadance slammed a hoof into the desk, splintering the heavy oak finish. “Shut up you worm. I’ve forgiven you a lot, but that stops here. Today you are going to be punished for your sins, punished for each injustice you have perpetrated on my family. So buckle up you miserable bastard, we are going for a little stroll.”

Blueblood noticed her hoof still resting on the desk. It was covered in what he desperately hoped was a patch of sweat. Normally he would have remained as far away from the dirty object as he could and then had himself fully washed and groomed afterwards, but he knew that there would be no such relief now. Cadance had him fully trapped, no matter which way he looked at the situation she would be able to easily overpower him both physically and magically. Her blasted Alicorn heritage meant that she was his better in almost every category.

For a moment he was tempted to make a jump out of the shattered window. The drop would surely be fatal for him and would also likely prove to be less painful in the long run. Such an idea was foolish, Cadance would easily be able to intercept him on the way down or even catch him before he made the window.

No, this situation required something Blueblood had never before practiced: Total honesty.

“Yes I fucked your husband. Yes I am blackmailing almost every member of the palace staff and a few of the higher ups as well. Yes I had those upstart bitches killed, they knew too much about me and were demanding money to keep quiet. I may not have started the blaze myself, but it was done on my order, which amounts to the same thing. And you know what? Shining loved every second of it. I didn’t even have to force him, he dived in on my dick all on his own. He moaned and he squirmed and he came like the little sissy boy that he is.”

Blueblood’s tirade was calculated to put Cadance on the defensive, maybe even cause her to lock up or break down for a few moments. If Blueblood could just get away from the palace he could call in a few of the favours he was owed from the ponies over at immigration. A new set of ID documents and a one-way trip to some other place and he could vanish forever. He had enough bits stashed away in various secret accounts that he would never need to work or could buy the protection of anypony he needed. All he had to do was get past his sister.

Cadance was having none of it. Instead of causing her to lock up, hearing Blueblood’s confession seemed to sharpen her, the fury on her face shifting from molten to icy in a second. Blueblood would have sworn that the temperature of the room dropped noticeably as her expression darkened.

“How DARE you speak about my ponies like that.” Cadance continued to move forward towards Blueblood, her wings arched up to her sides in order to give herself extra size and height. “Do you really care so little about anything other than yourself?”

Blueblood felt a wave of nausea surge through him as the smell coating Cadance assaulted him, slapping into his face like a brick. He felt like dry retching and if he did manage to get out of here relatively unharmed, then his first stop would have to be to the groomers for a full wash.

“It’s time that somepony taught you some humility Blueblood. It’s time that somepony showed you just what it means to make somepony else your bitch. So buckle up and get ready, cause we are going for a little ride.”

Under normal circumstances, Blueblood’s office, like the rest of Canterlot Castle was warded against teleporting. Only a few ponies were allowed through the enchantments, and even then usually only to one or two areas. Shining Armour could only access his own chambers and the main entrance hall. Celestia had designed the system for a two fold purpose. One was defensive, it prevented an assassin or unicorn who meant her harm from either appearing directly in front of her or rapidly escaping. The other reason was that it put all the sub-types of ponies on an even footing when requesting an audience. Pegasi and unicorns had to walk into the castle, just as an Earth Pony would.

None of this mattered to Cadance. She was an Alicorn and her magic was not that of mere mortal ponies. Her magic was derived from the same place as Celestia’s and Luna’s: The Eternal Well of Souls, where the spirits of the dead would rest forever. Fuelled by that, her magic could easily cut through the warding governing teleporting throughout the palace. With a darting hoof she reached out and grabbed Blueblood into a tight embrace, forcing his body tight up against her filthy fur. Even as he struggled to get away, she cast her spell and both ponies disappeared, leaving behind an empty office

Blueblood groggily awoke to find himself restrained, each of his hooves bound in chains. As he looked around he found himself surrounded by outcroppings of reflective crystals, each facet reflecting an image of him bound. A solid A-frame supported his weight and each of his legs was spread in a different direction. In one of the larger crystal reflections, Blueblood could make out that the tip of his horn was dotted with a number of small crystal shards. When he tried to cast a teleport spell, the shards diffused and refracted his magic back into his skull, causing him discomfort proportional to the amount of energy he had directed into the spell.

“You will find that escape is quite impossible.” A voice from behind him attracted his attention. Cadance walked around from behind him, trailing a hoof over his flank. The rage that she had been caught up in earlier had subsided, leaving behind only a cold and calculating desire. If anything, Blueblood found this new persona even more unsettling that raging fury,

“Do you know where we are my brother?”

Blueblood didn’t have any idea. Crystal mines were a common sight over much of Equestria.

“We are in the crystal mines under Canterlot. In the very chamber where Chrysalis stashed me during my own wedding in fact. After the wedding, several ponies made new surveys of this place, looking to see if anything of value could be salvaged. Needless to say that they didn’t find anything and once again, these caves have been regarded as worthless and of little interest. This suits me just fine, for you see I come here often.”

Cadance’s horn began to glow, and around the cave Blueblood could see a number of the crystals reacted by mimicking her magical glow.

“While I was imprisoned here, I found that the crystals in this place were attuned to my magic, but I was too weak to do anything with it. These crystals can amplify and augment my spells and can even block the spells of others if I so want.”

Cadance moved to directly in front of Blueblood, bringing herself down to eye level with him. “I have overlooked your dalliances for a long time Blueblood but you crossed the line when you tried to blackmail my husband. Now it is time for you to pay the price.”

Blueblood’s stomach turned to ice as he caught the undertone of Cadance’s voice. Renewing his struggle, he railed against his bonds, trying feebly to dislodge a hoof or otherwise free himself. It was ultimately of no use, Cadance had prepared him far to well for him to simply slip out and escape.

Cadance saw him struggle for a moment and eventually end up still. Resignation crossed his features as he realised that the only way he was going to get out of here was if he played Cadance’s game.

“So, what happens now?” he asked.

The look in Cadance’s eye did not comfort him in the slightest. “Now? You tried to make my husband your bitch. Seems only fair that I return the favour.”

Cadance moved back and reared up in front of Blueblood, revealing her underside. Lodged between her legs was the largest pony cock Blueblood had ever set eyes on. Easily double the size of his own, it was an intimidating sight and Blueblood had a sinking feeling about what Cadance was going to do with in. Small drips of pre-come welled at the tip of Cadance’s new equipment, indicating that it was fully functional. A pair of balls, each the size of a grapefruit swung like a pair of pendulums under her body in an almost hypnotic motion.

Cadance looked down at her temporary stallionhood with pride. Many of the royal guards she had talked to would kill for a dick as big as the one she could create down here. There was no question that it would be very painful for Blueblood when she decided that his ass was going to be hers. Still, it could use a little lube first.

“Don’t worry Bluey, I’m not going to shove this thing into you dry. Lets lube it up a little bit first.” Cadance said as she levitated a bottle over into Blueblood’s line of sight. Opening up the lid, Cadance began to slather her cock with a thick red gloop.

Blueblood could not see the label of the bottle, but he could see the image of an open flame on the side. From the smell he could take an educated guess as to what it contained: Hot sauce.

Cadance finished covering her cock in the hot sauce, drips of it liberally covering the floor of the crystal cavern. “Now this may sting just a little bit.” She said as she walked around behind Blueblood, a hoof running along his flank indicating her progression. As she rounded her brothers rump, Cadance saw his tail instinctively press down over his exposed plot hole and genitals, trying in vain to cover himself and prevent her access.

Blueblood felt his tail lift magically as Cadance moved in for the kill. A large, wet, and very blunted object began to poke at his rump entry, gently forcing itself against him before pulling back for a moment. The hot sauce covering Cadance’s magical appendage burned at his ring, leaving a searing feeling on the tender flesh. Blueblood had never allowed anypony to enter him before, so his ring was totally unused to having anything other than a towel pressed up against it. The cold sweat of fear began to trickle down his neck as the prodding became more insistent. He could tell that Cadance was going to take his cherry very shortly, and she wasn’t going to be gentle.

Cadance was having the time of her life. The hot sauce covering her dick stung slightly on the tender flesh, but she had made sure to desensitise the nerves attached to it, leaving her slightly numb. It would reduce her pleasure slightly but it would make the experience more bearable for her. For Blueblood, it should be as if the fires of Tartarus themselves were burning in his bowels the second she made the first penetration.

Each partial thrust towards Blueblood’s waiting hole caused her cock to jump and slide slightly. She still did not have the technique that all true males seemed to have when it came to being able to angle and control their thrusts. As she had earlier with Orion, she clasped her cock in her magic, holding it still as she made one concerted push towards her goal.

Blueblood’s rosebud resisted valiantly, but eventually sheer pressure and a correct application of force won through and Cadance felt the tip of her cock compress as it slipped inside her brothers burning passage.

Blueblood’s flanks felt like they were on fire as Cadance forced herself into his body. His rectal passage was being forced apart as Cadance moved her oversized cock into his tunnel and the burning heat of the hot sauce was only compounding the problem. The chilli contained in the sauce was irritating his bowels and his body instinctively tried to eject the intruder, muscles convulsing hard around the steel like object lodged in his butt.

With an agonized scream, Blueblood felt Cadance force the thickest part of her cock past his muscle ring, tearing it as the medial ring entered him, causing the nauseating smell of blood to fill the room. Blueblood’s world began to spin as he felt himself begin to pass out from the pain. If Shining Armour had felt even half of what Blueblood was experiencing now, he truly was sorry. No pony should have to suffer through that.

Cadance saw Blueblood begin to slump in his restraints and quickly held herself still. It would be of no use if Blueblood passed out before she was finished. She wanted him awake for the whole thing. A glance down at her magical appendage told her why he was on the verge. A thin covering of blood now coated her cock. In her hast to penetrate her brother, it seemed that she had torn something and he was now bleeding internally. The amount did not seem life threatening, it was just a thin trickle, no more serious than a paper cut. Still, it had to be hurting him immensely.

Rather than risk causing Blueblood to pass out entirely or threaten his life through an internal rupture, Cadance pulled out of him. Blueblood’s arsehole gaped at her for a few moments before trying weakly to regain its original shape. Her dick was coated with a mixture of her own lube, the remains of the hot sauce, and some of Blueblood’s actual blood. An idea came to her, one that would be just as, if not more degrading to the prissy unicorn than anything she could do behind him.

Blueblood felt Cadance withdraw from him, and sighed internally with relief. She was being merciful, having realised that he could not possibly take it all. Maybe she would let him go now. The hot sauce in his ass had dwindled from a searing fire to a smouldering ember, certainly still painful, but more in a dull throb way, rather than shards of glass stabbing you kind of way.

Such hopes were dashed as he saw his sister walk around before him and mount his head, putting a very uncomfortable pressure on his neck as he had to support half of her weight as well. Cadance’s cock was just inches away from his face, speckled with drips of her lube, remains of the hot sauce smeared over its intimidating length, and what looked like his own blood on the tip.

“Clean it.” Cadance commanded.

Blueblood baulked at the idea. “No, such a filthy object is not fit to pass my royal lips.”

“CLEAN IT” Cadance repeated, thrusting forward and ramming the tip of her cock into Blueblood’s nose, leaving a stain on his pristine white coat and filling his nostrils with the smell of her sex odours.

Cadance’s pride forced its way into Blueblood’s mouth, sliding past his tongue and ramming against the back of his throat, causing him to gag around the meat pole. The taste of his ruined cherry assailed his pallet, along with the taste of the soured hot sauce and another taste he had to assume was his own rectum. The combination was foul in his mouth and Blueblood retched around the cock lodged in him.

Cadance thrust into his mouth again, forcing the tip into the back of his throat and partially down his oesophagus, deep throating him. To Cadance, it felt wonderful, Blueblood’s tight mouth and throat massaging her equipment as if it was a vagina.

A light-bulb lit above Cadance. She realised that she still hadn’t actually had sex with another mare like this, so she didn’t really have a true point of comparison. Once she was done with Blueblood, she would have to see if Shining would let her correct that oversight.

She would deal with that later though, right now she had to concentrate on Blueblood. She could feel his throat constrict and choke around her flare as he tried to get some air around her obstruction. The sensations were delightful to her cock, which throbbed its pleasure, causing Blueblood to choke even harder, thus increasing her pleasure again.

Sighing, she pulled back from her brother’s mouth, allowing him to gulp in air in deep shuddering breaths. Cadance was pleased to see that her dick was significantly cleaner than when she had started. Blueblood’s mouth made an excellent cock sock.

“Please, have mercy.” Blueblood wheezed, his breathing beginning to even out. A large tendril of his spit wobbled from his mouth as he did so, forming a puddle under his head. “I didn’t mean any harm to Shining, I swear. Please let me go. My coat is getting filthy and I need something to wash the taste out of my mouth.”

His comments enraged Cadance. He had the audacity to rape her husband and here he was not only begging for mercy but actually concerned about the state of his appearance. Blueblood was either stupider or even vainer than she had ever realised, quite possibly a goodly helping of both.

“You want something to wash that taste out. Well why didn’t you say so earlier?” Cadance said, righteous fury colouring her voice. “Here, I have a nice amber liquid you can drink, a very strong head. It will purge any other taste from your mouth guaranteed.”

Cadance turned around and exposed the folds of her marehood to Blueblood, swishing her tail out of the way. Blueblood seemed to realise what was about to happen a moment too late and his eyes widened in horror. “NO, STOP.”

Cadance’s golden stream of urine arced from her slit and landed with unerring accuracy onto Blueblood’s face, splattering over his body and staining his coat a sickly yellow. Looking back, Cadance was pleased to see Blueblood’s face scrunched up in abject disgust, his eyes and mouth clamped shut as he tried in vain to get his head out of the stream.

“What’s wrong Bluey? I thought you asked for something to take the taste away.”

Blueblood did not respond, as he was still trying to avoid being covered in Cadance’s piss. Eventually her stream ran dry and Cadance lifted a hoof to wipe up any drips still leaking from her opening. Tempted by all her debauchery, she brought her stained hoof to her mouth and sampled her urine. It was tart, quite sour but not quite bitter. Maybe she would give this another go under better circumstances later.

Turning around she was greeted by the sight of Blueblood dry heaving towards the ground, drops of her urine still flowing from his mane and coat. Blueblood looked as if he was going to be sick, and Cadance hoped that he was. The bastard deserved to wallow in his own filth for a change.

Instead of trying to force herself back into Blueblood’s mouth, Cadance began stroking herself, sliding her hooves over her swollen length. She didn’t want to take the chance of Blueblood vomiting over her body, as she had no desire to feel that anytime soon.

She hadn’t realised it until she actually began doing it, but she had wanted to take revenge on her brother for some time. Watching him squirm as she degraded him and covered him in filth was far more satisfying than any actual physical torture could possibly hope to match. She had not hit him, nor done anything that would leave a lasting mark, and yet she was violating his spirit in the most delightful of ways.

A tingling in her conjured ball-sack indicated that she was getting close to unloading her seed. Getting to her hooves, she angled herself so that the tip of her cock was once again pointed directly at Blueblood’s face. The look of horror on his face indicated he knew exactly what was about to happen.

Cadance rolled her eyes back in their sockets and let fly with the first rope of her cum. The pearly white stream of seed plastered itself onto Blueblood’s face, slashing over his eye and coating his mane. In rapid succession, several more ropes joined it, leaving Blueblood’s face a spider web of gloop. Cadance growled in pleasure as it happened.

Covered in her urine and now splattered with her cum, Blueblood truly looked like the whore that he was. Strands of cum covered his eyes, preventing him from seeing. Cadance moved in a wiped the cum from his eyes. She wanted him to see what she had planned as the finale.

Stashed off to one side of the crystal cave was a thin metallic object, significantly smaller than her cock, but of the same basic shape. Cadance levitated it over to her and made sure that Blueblood could get a good look at it.

“Now this little beauty is something I picked up while you were still out of it. When activated in will send a small electrical discharge, only a few volts, through its outer shell every 10 seconds or so. The current is far to low to actually cause injury, just a mild shock if you aren’t ready for it. I stripped the parts from a children’s toy and put them into this metal vibrator for better conduction.” Cadance’s expression turned dark. “Care to take a guess as to where this is going?”

Blueblood tried to struggle as Cadance once again moved behind him and he felt the cold touch of metal on his aching bunghole. Without any preamble, he felt the tip be forced into his body, stretching his already ravaged hole open again, the cuts that had just began to crust over were torn open, bringing a fresh wave of pain over Blueblood’s body. In one moment, Blueblood felt a new pressure build as the tip of the device expanded to form a large plug inside his rectum, presumably to prevent him from pushing it out.

Cadance moved back into view, this time she was levitating a remote of some kind. It was a very simple device, just a snub antenna and a single switch marked ‘on/off’. She flicked the switch and Blueblood tensed for a surge of electricity.

For a long moment, nothing happened. Blueblood began to wonder if the device was broken. Cadance did not seem worried in the slightest, and after what seemed an eternity, Blueblood felt the first shock pulse from the device.

The actual shock itself was not too powerful, but it was being channelled through flesh that until that day had never been touched by anything and was still as tender as flesh could get. Adding to that was the fact the flesh was also covered in small lacerations, further increasing the sensitivity of the flesh. Blueblood did not have any time to consider this however, as to him the electrical pulse felt like a bolt of unbridled lightning surging through his rump. It caused his anal muscles to contract painfully around the device, highlighting the discomfort it was causing him. His hooves skittered around on the ground, unable to truly move very far due to the chains holding him in place. A Banshee’s scream escaped his mouth, the wail echoing off every wall.

Just as he felt that he was recovering from the first shock, the second one came and the entire process started over from square one. As his eyes watered over, Blueblood saw Cadance laughing at him, one hoof still jacking her deflating member.

With that, the last vestiges of his resistance shattered and Blueblood resigned himself to his fate. He was going to die down here, at the hooves of his sister who it seemed had turned out as an even greater sex pervert than he himself had been.

Seeing Blueblood’s will crumble was the last element that Cadance was waiting for. She had fully broken her brother, anything she did now would be truly sadistic, and that was something she would never become. Her depravities on her brother were, in her mind fully justified. Now that her revenge had happened, she had no need to retain her cock. The shrivelled organ was quickly dispelled, leaving Cadance once again as a pure mare.

Wiggling her hips to confirm that she was not carrying any more weight than she should, Cadance moved around to extract the butt plug vibrator, but stopped as she did so. If she extracted it now, Blueblood may not fully learn his lesson. Better to leave it in for a little while longer, just to make sure that it all sunk in properly.

Instead she returned to face Blueblood. With his urine soaked coat and strands of cum still clinging to his face, Blueblood looked slightly like a banana split covered in whipped cream. Cadance moved a hoof in under his head and raised it, ensuring that Blueblood was looking directly at her. As she did so, she felt his body spasm as another surge of electricity shocked him.

“I’m going to leave you now, to consider what a bad stallion you have been. When I come back I want to hear you apologize to me and tell me what you plan to do to make it up to us and all the others out there that you have wronged. Until then you can stay here, covered in the filth that you are so akin to.”

Cadance let Blueblood’s head fall back down and stood away from him. Gathering her magical energies, she concentrated on teleporting directly back to her chambers. No doubt that Shining and the others would have questions for her about where she had been and she herself wanted to take a shower. Her coat and mane were becoming a bit too ripe for her liking.

Shining was caught between pacing around the royal couples suite and wanting to rush out and look for Cadance. Every second that he spent waiting was a second that he was not spending trying to find his wife.

After he and Dazzle had returned to his chambers, they had explained what had happened, including Princess Luna’s intervention. Twilight, Soarin’ and Orion had listened attentively and were shocked to learn that Luna passively supported them. Shining had headed off for his own shower at that point, wanting to scrub every inch of his body clean of ‘evidence’ as Luna had put it.

It had taken a long time, but eventually everypony was clean enough to be presentable in public. As Shining had left to co-ordinate the search efforts he had been stopped by one of the lunar guards. The guard had informed him that he was no-longer needed, and that her Royal Highness Princess Luna would be co-ordinating the search herself. Shining was to wait here in case Cadance decided to return to their chambers directly.

As he was making what had to be his two hundredth lap of the chambers, he felt a change in the atmosphere. Looking up at the centre of the chamber he saw the distinct flashes of a long range teleport, flickers of magical energy that warned all passers by to get clear. With a blinding flash, Cadance appeared in the centre of the room, her teleport leaving a slight burn mark on the rug.

“Cadance” Shining yelled out as he rushed over. “Where have you been?”

Cadance returned the hug that Shining gave her, seeming not heeding the state of her body. “I’ve been spending some ‘quality’ time with my brother.”

“I’ll say. I saw his office. You really did a number on his window.”

Cadance gushed a little. “Yeah I went a little bit overboard on that. But he won’t be a problem again.”

Shining shook his head. “I don’t want to know what you did, he deserved whatever he got. I’m just glad you are back safe.”

Cadance broke off the hug. “I really need a shower right now. I stink to high heaven.”

Shining smiled at her. “I wasn’t going to say anything. You go wash up. I’ll round up the others and tell them you are back.”

Cadance gave Shining a quick kiss and headed off to the bathroom. The bathroom contained a royal sized shower that 2 Alicorns could stand up in at once. The multiple nozzle heads for the shower could be set to flay the meat from a ponies bones if needed, but for Cadance a gentle pulsing scrub was idea.

Each jet of water was a relaxing stream, purging off all the negative emotions that she had picked up while dealing with Blueblood. Scented soaps and lotions returned her coat and mane to their normal lustre and left her with the pleasing smell of lavender. After 20 minutes, she decided that she couldn’t spend any more time under the stream without getting pruney. Shutting off the water, Cadance lifted a towel to dry her face. As she did so, she could hear the chattering of voices in the main chamber. One she could easily identify as her husband. The other one was too soft for her to make out, but it was clearly female.

Cadance left the bathroom to find her family off to one side. Taking up the centre of the room was Princess Luna, resplendent in her night steel barding and tiara.

“Aunt Luna, what a surpri…” Cadance began to say as she quickly moved to embrace her aunt.

Luna held up a hoof to forestall her approach. “We are not here to visit, dear niece. This is an official visit concerning the disappearance of your brother. You have been implicated as the last pony to see him before the pair of you vanished for some time. Well, explain yourself.”

Cadance shrank down before her aunt. Here was one part of the plan she had not considered: how she would explain things afterward. Still Luna knew that she was the one behind it all, so there was nothing to be gained through lying.

“I-I don’t know what to say, your highness. Blueblood was hurting my family and I had to stop him. I acted alone, none of the others had anything to do with this.”

Luna’s expression softened slightly. “We suspected as much. Off the record, we think we know what may have happened. Just tell me two things. One, where is he? And two, did he suffer?”

Cadance nodded at her questions. “In the crystal caves below Canterlot, and yes, he did.” Resolve hardened in her eyes as she looked up at Luna. “And he still should be now.”

Luna gave the assembled ponies a grim smile. “Blueblood has been a thorn in our side for a long time. We could never prove anything, as no pony was willing to testify against him. Ponies forget that my lunar guards have hearing far beyond that of normal ponies. They hear much and keep me well informed. It was through them that we heard whisperings of Blueblood’s dealings. We apologize to you all for any mistreatment you may have suffered at his hooves. We can assure you that he will not go unpunished for his crimes, as we now have a record of his confessions regarding blackmail and accessory to murder. It seems that he failed to turn off his recording devices that he kept around the office.”

Shining felt relief that Blueblood would be truly punished. No matter what happened to him, it would still not be enough.

Luna wasn’t finished however. “Moving on to another topic; your family activities of late. We need not point out the many years of precedents and concepts of social decency that you all have abandoned over the last week. Sexual congress between family members has been a taboo for a reason, as it can lead to abuse or genetic defects in foals.”

“We are all willing.” Twilight said. “Everypony here is participating in this of their own will, there is no abuse, no pressure is being put on anypony. Please don’t tell Princess Celestia about us. She would never understand.”

Luna nodded sagely. “Do not worry Twilight Sparkle. We will not tell our sister about this. But you all must learn to practice discretion. The two maids that you encountered earlier today have been sworn to silence in exchange for a significant pay rise. We will not be able to cover for you again. If word spreads to our sister, we will not be able to assist you. Do you understand?”

The assembled ponies nodded in unison, they all knew exactly what would happen if they were caught. Celestia would have no choice but to banish them all to the four corners of Equestria, such actions were written up in the ancient laws of Canterlot.

Luna wasn’t finished however. “Cadance, we cannot tolerate vigilantism, so I’m afraid that you are also going to have to be punished. Starting tomorrow, you are assigned to the royal archives as a re-shelver for three months.”

Cadance knew she was getting off lightly but even still could not suppress a groan. Being a re-shelver in the archives was one of the most tedious and never ending jobs one could get. For every book you returned to its correct place, 3 more were taken from the shelves and put back in the wrong spots or simply not put back at all. It was the perfect blend of a job that required full concentration, and yet was mind numbing boring.

“Now we best be off. Somepony has to rescue Blueblood, we suppose.” Luna said dryly. “Although we may be delayed along the way. Those caves have so many passageways after all.”

She shot Cadance a look as she got up and walked to the door. All the family had gotten the message: they were going to have to be far more careful in Canterlot from now on.

“Captain Armour. For what it’s worth, we sorry that it had to be you caught up in all this, but we are glad that you were eventually able to turn it to an advantage.”

With that Luna left the chambers, leaving the six ponies to themselves.