The princess of the night

Chapter three

“Well, that went tits up.” I grumbled as Fleetfoot groaned, her head in her hands. The two of us were being contained in a cell until Celestia was ready to see us.

“Hey, listen, when Celestia comes, claim ignorance and I will see if I can get the blame on me.” I stated as Fleetfoot froze, her face a mixture of horror and confusion as she rushed forward.

“D, I could never leave you. If you suffer so do I,” She growled as I was taken aback by her random bout of assertiveness. I knew in my heart that I couldn't let her suffer, she was the only mare that had treated me with some level of respect. A guard marched past us, rolling her eyes as I flipped her off, after the eighth time the guard simply chose to ignore me. My rude gestures had even brought an occasional smirk to the stout mare’s face.

Fleetfoot nudged her head against me as she wrapped her lithe arms around me. Fleetfoot, despite her comforting gesture, was far more worried than I was. Her form shivering as I felt every vibration in her body. The mare once again came past smirking as she sneakily gave me the bird.

“Son of a bitch.” I muttered as she laughed, her tail swaying seductively as I growled.

“Look, we will be fine, but trust me when I act, okay?” I whispered as my hand clenched hers gently. The cyan mare looked at me with wide eyes as her expression showed clear signs of panic.

“Please, D, don’t do anything dangerous, I don’t want you to get hurt,” she harshly whispered as she held me tighter.

“Fleet, it’s either the risk of pain or being the personal fuck toy of two Alicorns.” I snapped as she shied away, hesitantly nodding as I kept a firm face. I would get us both out of here even if I had to kill. Winking to her, I bent over, screaming in agony as I fell to the ground wailing and rolling around as the guard appeared in an instant.

The guard was the same one that had flipped me off, a night guard as Fleet had informed me. This mare though had mismatched eyes which made it easy to identify as she fumbled with the keys. I had to admit that the mare, despite her position, was quite fun to play with. The guard’s mane was a pastel white, contrasting with her dark blue coat as she ran into the chamber.

Smirking, I froze as my fist lashed out, knocking the lantern out her hand as she shrieked in surprise. The lamp smashed against the hard ground, sadly igniting the straw littering the floor as I swore. Turning my fist slammed into the mare’s face, knocking her to the ground as my heel slammed into her jaw knocking her out.

“COME ON, WE’RE LEAVING!” I roared as Fleetfoot shakily followed me, rushing for the gate as I froze, turning to the now growing inferno. The mare was still out cold and would die either from carbon monoxide poisoning, or the flames of the fire. Groaning, I shouted to Fleetfoot, the two of us dragging the guard out as the other guards evacuated. The prison were empty as we dragged the heavy mare out the door.

“Goddamn, what a heavy bitch.” I grunted as the mare groaned. Roaring in frustration I wrenched the mare up, throwing her over my shoulder as I sprinted for the exit, the adrenaline and fear numbing the pain and weight as I tore through the doors.

“D, wait,” Fleetfoot shouted as she rushed to catch up. I ignored her continuing to run as we past guards and firefighters. I continued my brain foggy as memories tore through my mind.

“Jonathan, RUN!” A voice screamed as a gunshot rang, out a piercing scream filling the night air.

I was in a forest still running as memories flashed back and forth.

“We have two bodies, both have multiple bullet wounds, but only one survivor,” an officer spoke, looking at me as I held the blanket close to my shivering form.

“Son, we have some bad news,” the voice echoed around my head as I screamed, falling to my knees as the heavy mare fell off me. Tears streamed down my face as I sobbed, slamming my fist repeatedly into the ground as all the pain exploded outwards. I had nothing, tears fell as I collapsed against a tree, the bark scraping my back as I simply sat there.

“D...” Fleetfoot whispered, her wings wrapping around me as she held me close. I cried, matting her fur as I let all the grief out. We sat there for minutes, hours, I didn’t know. But the whole time she sat there, softly humming as she rocked me back and forth. I realised for the first time that I had nothing to go back to. Maybe I was better off here. An audible sob escaped my lips as I realised I was alone.

“D, look at me.” Fleet whispered her thumb gently rising my head as I looked at her. I winced as her mouth captured mine, gently caressing me as didn’t resist. Her wings encased us as the outside world vanished. We broke apart, panting as we looked at each other, shock evident as we tried to make sense of what we did.

“John,” I whispered as Fleet froze, looking at me in confusion as I looked at her, a fire in my eyes. Standing, I pushed her wings off of me, my eyes narrowing as I looked at the unconscious guard.

“My name is John.” I spoke as I picked up the guard’s sword, approaching her as I prepared to cut her throat.

“D, John, NO!” Fleetfoot screamed as the blade flashed. Fleetfoot pushed me aside, the blade skidding across the leaf littered floor as I snarled at her.

“You stupid bitch, what the fuck!” I spat as she winced her eyes watering as I slapped her.

“You are fucking useless, take that slut and get the fuck away from me.” I hissed ignoring her sobs as she grabbed the guard, taking off as her form was soon hidden by the cover of night.

“Hmm, that was cruel,” a voice cooed as the familiar outline of Celestia appeared, her eyes dancing with mirth.

“She is innocent.” I stated, observing the night sky as Celestia stood beside me, her large form dwarfing mine as we stood in silence.

“You have caused me quite the bit of bother these last few weeks,” she chuckled, gaining a snort from me at her understatement.

“Well, I do hate to be a bother.” I dead panned as she rolled her eyes, amused at my quirks.

“Why do you hate us so much?” She questioned, wincing as I turned to her, hatred extruding from me.

“I was torn from my world, hunted, treated like dirt and now live in a world where, because of my sex, I m regarded as a lower being, not including the fact that being a different species also makes me a lower being in your precious pony eyes. Then you expect me to be your loyal fucktoy and have hunted me like an animal since I escaped. How could I not despise this race when it shows naught but flaws and prejudiced views? You yourself admitted that I was little more than stock to be used by you and your sister for satisfaction. Hell, I was sold and bought like merchandise then told by my owner that I could submit or I would be forced to. These last few weeks have been hell; I have been raped countless times and forced to please every damn mare that gets an itch, HOW CAN I NOT HATE YOU!?” I roared, my fist striking a tree as I snarled in rage.

I clutched my bleeding hand as I cursed, all the rage and pain exploding outwards as the alicorn wisely kept her mouth shut. I collapsed against a tree, tears stinging my eyes as all the grief, anger and frustration caused me to break down.

Slowly the mare crept forward. her eyes sad as she kneeled down beside me. A white wing wrapped around my body pulling me to the mare as I struggled, my eyes widening as her hands wrapped around me. She hugged me, nuzzling my face as her hands held me close. The pain caused me to collapse, sobbing openly in her arms as she held me. A mare who mere moments ago had been my sworn enemy and the bane of my existence was now comforting me.

“Let me see your pain,” she whispered her hand gently resting on my forehead as her eyes glazed over. I cried out in pain as memories assaulted my mind. Scenes, people, places and events flooded my mind, none making any sense as I tried to block them out. The pain, the unbearable pain attacked every nerve in my body, stabbing and burning every muscle as I spasmed on the ground.

“I- I had no idea. No stallion has ever complained about the gender roles. I merely assumed that you were being stubborn.”

Snarling, I pushed her away from me, my eyes narrowing as I backed away.

“Well, if you want to make it up to me, send me back,” I spoke, looking at her with the deepest loathing as she tensed, her teeth clenching as she snorted.

“I can’t, my student used a displacement spell; it’s one way. I can see if there is an alternate solution,” she explained, her eyes showing her annoyance at having to explain herself to a ‘lower being’.

“YOU’RE A FUCKING USELESS WHORE!” I roared, lashing out as my fist slammed into her nose. Her size, magic and strength quickly saw my downfall as I collapsed. I soon found myself beaten and bleeding heavily on the ground as the white mare grabbed me by the throat, her body glowing a brilliant white as I shielded my eyes.

POP

“Where the fuck?” I stuttered as I found myself on a pristine, tiled floor. Rubbing sleep from my eyes, I looked around, wincing as the brightness of the light assaulted my eyes. The fresh scent of lavender was pungent, and my eyes were drawn to a large tub with steam lazily rising from it. The warm glow of a fire place extruded the alicorn’s wealth and status as the gilded wallpaper glittered in the firelight. Seeing no sign of the white harlot, my eyes once again were drawn to the alluring, warm bath, my body aching as I longed just to strip and slip into the tub. Exhaustion in the end won out as I quickly stripped off my clothes.

My body tensed momentarily as it met the hot water, my muscles were not used to the comfort as I winced. Quickly though my body relaxed, melting as I felt the pain and weariness slip away. Sadly the tub was slippery and I realised that this bath was designed for nearly ten foot alicorns, so I yelped as I went under. Scrabbling to the edge, I perched myself on the large side cursing silently as I regained my breath.

“Enjoying your dip?” A voice cooed as I swivelled on the spot, blushing as Princess Luna entered. My hands shot down to my waist, hiding my privates as she giggled.

“G-get the fuck out.” I stammered as she smirked. Strutting forward, she somehow retained the alluring sway in her hips as I felt myself harden. Invading my privacy as her muzzle came within millimetres of my chest.

“You know that whilst you were summoned to be our ideal mate, I find myself disappointed,” she smirked, looking at my lower parts as I blushed furiously. Turning I tried to hide the red tinge that spread across my cheek.

“In fact, I am even starting to think that Twilight Sparkle messed the spell up. We asked for her to summon us a great stallion; strong, powerful and good in bed, but instead we got you,” she hissed. I felt like I had been slapped, her demeaning verbal beatdown shattering any retort as I grimaced.

“I’ll show you strong, you son of a bitch.” I spat, lashing out as I punched her in the gut. Grunting, Luna slapped me, effortlessly sending me tumbling to the floor as she climbed on me, pinning me as I snarled at her.

“Maybe my sister didn’t beat you hard enough,” she smirked as she grinded on top of me, laughing as I moaned gently.

“Hmm, you have potential, but we need to make you slightly bigger,” she whispered a her horn glowed a dark blue. A strange tingling coursed through my body as I felt an increase in weight around my mid waist.

“WHAT THE FUCK? STOP THAT!” I swore, blushing furiously as Luna whistled.

“Damn, I was only aiming to add a couple of inches, not a mile,” she laughed as she tossed her towel aside. I was momentarily stunned as I took in the mare’s beauty. I felt saddened that her personality couldn’t match her physical features.

“Am I not the most beautiful mare in Equestria?” she cooed as I my eyes met hers.

“Your body is flawless, that I will admit, but you seriously need a paper bag for that personality of yours,” I quipped as she laughed, unaffected, as she rose, her rear hovering over me as I squirmed, uncomfortable with what was about to happen.

Despite all the mares in the Wonderbolt Academy, I had only been laid about nineteen times. It may have sounded like a lot but considering that there were about a hundred and fifty mares there, that was a blessing in disguise. With a grunt she lowered herself, smirking as my increased girth stretched her virgin walls.

“Be gentle,” she whispered as I sneered.

“Of course Princess, how’s THIS”? I growled, slamming into her as she cried out in pain. The mare’s cries brought me meagre enjoyment, as I utilized my new member to its full.

Sadly her cries altered to moans as her hands clamped around my waist, lifting herself before slamming down, causing me discomfort as I tried not to wince every time the meaty whack sounded out. She panted and groaned with contentment, going so far as to vocalize her pleasure.

“Harder, please, oh mother, you are so big.” Her dirty talk was cringeworthy and I swear I actually felt myself lose some of my hardness. Her sex clamped down on me with a vice-like grip that made my eyes cross as her tightness hugged my member.

Deciding that I was sick of being the bitch here, I strained, bucking the mare off of me as I quickly took control. My arms grabbed her wide hips, the girth and firmness of them showing that she had a motherly figure.

Assuming a doggy style I ruthlessly pounded into her. Her rear, a beautiful mixture of fat and muscle, jiggled wildly, bouncing into me as I slammed into her. Not one to be bottom dog, Luna reared up, her body weight forcing me onto my back as we ended up in reverse cowgirl. My waist was now snugly fit between her gelatinous thighs, her soft feathers tickling my chest as I buried my head into the nape of her neck.

Luna gasped and convulsed underneath me as I plunged into her warm depths, her tight, fiery insides squeezing my length whilst I watched her rear ripple with every thrust. Luna’s body started to quiver, signalling her first orgasm. She squealed as I brought her to orgasm, ramming into me as I grimace in pain. Her face was flustered, blushing rosily as her tongue just hung out her mouth, it mattered little to me that she enjoyed herself, only glad that I showed her up. Grasping her hips for leverage, I grinned as she cried out in confusion.

“What are you doing? I’m satisfied,” she squawked as I smirked.

“I’m not,” I hissed, slamming into her as she squeaked, her body shaking as I gave a final push, groaning as I finally hit my peak. I released all I have, coating her walls with strands of cum as she collapsed, her body resting on mine as we lay joined. Her body, having shifted itself, now lay with her chest smothering my face. A content smile is all I received as I lay there, hoping that she would move.

Twenty minutes later.

I now lay on a colossal sized bed, a fresh pair of clothes now adorning my body as the mare who’s virginity I had claimed lay next to me.

“For a runt, you were adequate for my first time,” Luna admitted, her body curled to me as her head rested on top of mine. I noticed to my gleeful delight that the moron had left her crown atop of nightstand; it’s jagged, blade-like tip perfect for piercing and/or slitting a vulnerable throat. I grunted and groaned as I slowly maneuvered, my body creeping closer to the target as the mare shifted. Her arms possessively hugged me, horn glowing a dark hue as she looked through papers of God knows what.

‘Seriously though, who the fuck looks though paper after sex, especially if it’s their first time?’ Was all I could think. I had admittedly been suspicious of their claims of being virgins; the thought of two lust-driven creatures going thousands of years without sex was ludicrous to my mind.

If I was trapped here for the rest of my life with no humans, even I wouldn’t be able to go without sex. At the end of the day, whilst I held a hatred for these creatures, I didn’t hate them because of their species. When it came to open mindedness, I never judged a creature because of their race. The fact that they were sexist, whilst it rubbed me up the wrong way, still wasn’t enough for my contempt, not even the rape.

No, it was the slavery and punishment that truly disgusted me. These beasts beat and raped me, then punished me when I retaliated. It was akin to the slavery of the blacks in America back in the early 19th century.

Granted, I had always had a slight fetish for larger woman. Call me a freak but the mares filled that role and their bodies didn’t hurt either. But still they were monsters and even though I loved animals, these bitches had to be put down. My hand tightened around the regal headdress. Without a second hesitation, I swung forwards the tip pointing for the Princess’s throat as she gasped, noticing my action.

Splat

Luna screamed in pain as I stabbed, the makeshift blade missing her throat, instead hitting her shoulder. Blood oozed from her wound as she threw me off the bed, screaming in rage as she lunged at me. Her hands aimed to tear me in half as I clumsily dodged, tearing for the door as she collapsed, the pain affecting her as she clutched her wound.

The corridors were a blur as guards rushed to the scene, their cries of horror audible as I heard the sound of high heels.

“LUNA!” A voice screamed, bursting my ear drums as I whimpered, sound now distorted as I stumbled slightly.

“KILL HIM!” Celestia roared, her rage immense as I felt the heat of her words, but that only spurred me along as I feared for my life. The sound of my pounding heart was only matched by the guard’s armoured boots as they roared their outrage. Snarling, my fist slammed into the throat of one of the guards as she yelped, falling to the floor as she retched.

The second was far luckier as I delivered a swift blow to the head. Luckily the guard hadn’t had the sense to adorn a helmet, resulting in her falling to the floor unconscious.

I laughed as the guards behind me tripped over the two guards throwing the whole place in chaos as guards stumbled about tripping over one another. Now in the clear I threw open a pair of doors, stopping dead as I realised that it was the bitch’s throne room.

CRACK

I cried out in pain as I was sent flying landing on the cold floor as the enraged form of Celestia materialised.

“YOU MOTHERBUCKER!” She hissed as her petite hand easily crushed my throat, causing me to gag as I clawed uselessly at her hand. Snarling, the enraged princess threw me against a large window, cracking it. I groaned, shards of glass now imbedded in my arm. Shakily, I rose to my feet, pain lancing through my whole body as I wobbled.

“I should kill you now for what you did, but I think a traditional old hanging will suffice!” She spat as I wheezed, my breath gone as I tried to breathe. Throwing me against a wall, she turned her back on me, pacing back and forth as she waited for guards to appear. Growling, I grabbed at my injured hand slowly pulling a glass shard out as a plan formed.

“Hey slut, is your bitch of a sister still alive or did I kill her?” I wheezed, getting the desired result as she turned, her eyes alight as she snarled at me.

“Stupid bitch didn’t even see what hit her, I hope it hurt.” I spat as she growled storming over to me as she grabbed me by the front of my t-shirt. Pulling me to eye level I smirked as she looked at me in confusion.

“Sucker!” I rasped as I plunged the shard forward.

SPLAT

Celestia’s scream echoed around the whole castle as I looked at my handiwork. The shard had pierced her right eye, most likely rendering her blind in that eye as she flailed about, screaming in pain and rage as guards streamed in.

Seeing no other option I looked at the cracked window that Celestia had thrown me against. Tearing forward, I ignored the cries of the enraged guards as I smashed through the window. The sensation of weightlessness hit me as I feel realising that I was going to die I smiled at ease as my body fell like a rock.

My body slammed into a river as I lost consciousness, my body being thrown about like a ragdoll as I knew no more.

The gentle sound of water running was the first thing that my ears detected as I groaned. My body shivered as my soaked body lowered my body temperature to a lethal level. I tried to move my body, but I was too numb as I lay there hot tears pricking my eyes as I convulsed in pain. My hands and feet were frozen a unhealthy blue and I feared frostbite. So this was it, how I died. I couldn't stop the salty tears that streamed down my face, the fear of death looming over me as I openly sobbed.

“Ma’am, I found something,” a voice spoke as I weakly looked up, my eyes blurred as I felt unconsciousness loom over me.

“Hmm, interesting, bring it back to HQ,” a feminine voice ordered as I blacked out.

Celestia POV

“Your Highness, the griffons have seized the creature,” a guard spoke hesitantly, nervously looking at my bandaged eye as I hissed, my hands clenching as I dismissed her.

“Don’t think that you are safe, you little bastard.” I snarled, looking forward to strangling the little freak when I next laid eye on him. I was saddened to hear that my eye was beyond repair, but that mattered little to me. My sister despite her wound was in no danger and would make a complete recovery. I was told to rest, but rage made that notion impossible as I paced. The freak had destroyed my eye, humiliated my guards, injured my sister and was now on the loose.

“Dark Heart,” I spat as a dark unicorn appeared, bowing she looked at me waiting for her orders as I smiled.

“I want him.” I spat as she nodded, grinning as she vanished, leaving me to my thoughts as I looked at the dark sky.

“I will have my vengeance.” I spat.

Author's Note

Has now been proof read.