Celestia's dungeon

Below the floors of the Royal Castle, there exists a dungeon with floors coated in the blood of the Goddess's countless victims. Celestia walks through these halls and enters a holding cell, a prisoner is pinned to the far wall, large nails piercing his hands and his feet. His stomach is slit, his entrails hanging out and blood slowly dripping form his body. But he's not dead yet.

Slowly Celestia walks over to the prisoner, her feet gracing the reddened floor of the cell. Three bodies lay dead, strewn across the cold stone. The wife and two young children of the prisoner, their bodies cut, their skulls broken and their bodies desecrated countless time in front of the eyes of the prisoner.

Celestia comes in close, allowing her sweet, pure breath to blow into the face of the prisoner. She puts one soft, well manicured hand on the prisoner's crotch and begins to rub, feeling the blood from his wound washing up and down repeatedly. Sensually she whispers in his ear "Do you love me?"

The man, in too much pain and horror to be shocked mutters a reply "Y-you're insane".

A faint smile appears of the Princess's perfect face. "I know". She begins to lick the neck of the prisoner. Her long soft tounge flowing up his neck leaving warm saliva as it passes

"Why are you doing this?" the prisoner asks, now desperate for answers

Celestia let's lose the softest laugh and begins to kiss her prisoner passionately. Her tongue reaches far down his dry and tired throat. Beneath her feet, she stands on the body of the prisoner's youngest daughter, blood from the fatal wounds covering her elegant white feet with deep crimson. The kiss ends.

"Why?" asks the prisoner in a grunt which is the closest thing to shouting that he can muster.

Celestia plants one hand on the side of his face. The faint smile grows slightly as her round, bright eyes stare into his.

"Because it's fun."