Dreamwalker

>Luna sat in her dreamatorium, watching as hundreds of glass beads flashed by in the moonlight.
>Every bead contained a dream within its shell, the dreams of every student in Canterlot High.
>Each one was a brand new experience, some were fantastical and others were disturbing, but some dreams were incredibly lifelike.
>Luna enjoyed these dreams in particular. Whenever she saw them she plucked their orbs out of the sky and held them in her hand.
>Although, there was a naughty secret to her love of them. Nine times out of ten, the realistic dreams were also the sexual ones.

>Luna was a bit of a voyeur, and she loved putting her students together in dream matchups.
>Some encounters were awkward, like Snips being dropped in front of Shimmer, and some were just plain hilarious, like Fluttershy trying to dom AJ.
>Luna enjoyed shipping the students, but only because she would get to see their union as close as she wanted.
>She could watch in extraordinary detail as the lovers ground against each other, their hips smacking and their moans blaring.
>Luna would often get so aroused from the sight that she went into the dream world and possessed whoever looked like they were having the most fun.
>Usually she possessed the girl, only so she could feel the boy's hard cock lodged inside her.
>She especially liked when the boy creamed inside, the ultimate show of passion.
>Luna was at no risk of getting pregnant, but she couldn't resist the feeling of hot cum splashing against her walls.
>Sometimes, though, she wanted to be on the other end.
>It was rare when she possessed the male, as they usually don't have as much fun as the girl.
>But it was the sense of power she often had, as the men she possessed the most were often domming the girl.
>Since it would only last a few minutes, Luna often used men as a prep before possessing the woman to get the full ecstasy she wanted.
>There was a downside to doing this, however. If Luna chose to possess someone in a dream, she would be stuck inside that dream until he/she woke up.

>It was a risky gamble, as the dreamer would often shift to another scenario entirely.
>Sometimes, though, the dreamer would think of another sexual fantasy, and prolong Luna's pleasure.
>It was worth it, in her mind, if only to be inside (or have them inside her) the students she saw every day.

>One student had dreams so powerful and passionate that Luna couldn't resist interfering with.
>Norman, the kid with the beanie, had been having this recurring dream every night of him mounting a bent-over girl, trussed like a turkey.
>After teasing her for hours, he would grab her by the hips and rail the poor girl until he finished inside her, all while she let loose a powerful moan.
>For the first couple nights, the girl was Rarity, but for the last three nights, the identity of the sub had changed.
>The girl had pale blue skin and indigo hair and her voice was soft.
>A pair of yellow glasses rested on the nightstand beside the rocking bed.
>Luna recognized the student's hair and glasses. They were a dead giveaway.
>Naomi was bent over at the waste, her rump high in the air and her face buried in the mattress.
>A long metal bar was cuffed to her ankles, keeping her legs spread apart.
>Her wrists were tied behind her back, forcing her to lean as far forward as possible.
>A blue blindfold wrapped around her head and a metallic ring was strapped to her mouth.
>Her body shivered as Norman's shaft ran up and down her slit.
>Luna felt a long bead of liquid drop out of her slit and flames licking her folds.
>She'd watched the girl submit to him for the past three nights, watching her body writhe in ecstasy as the boy abused her tiny slit.
>After a while he would cum, pumping his seed deep inside her, all while she let out a throaty moan brimming with passion.
>Luna had waited long enough. She wanted more than just watching them. Just before Norman slid his dick inside the girl, Luna touched her fingers to the glass sphere.

>In a flash, Luna felt extremely vulnerable. Her arms were stuck behind her and she couldn't close her legs.
>She felt a pair of hungry eyes glaring at her glistening slit, but all she could see was a deep blue fog filling her vision.
>Her mouth was frozen in an "O" shape, letting the boy whose dick prodded her folds hear every little sound she made.
>Luna quivered at the thought, and begged more than anything for Norman to pound her little slit as hard as he could.
>But he wouldn't budge. His tip stayed just inside her folds, sliding up and down her lips.
>Luna whined and pushed her rump against his shaft, but every time she pushed back, the boy pulled away.
"Now now, slave," Norman growled, "You know the rules. Only good little slaves get fucked. Are you a good little slave?"
>Luna nodded fuiously and whimpered out a series of "Yes"'s.
"Really?" Norman placed his shaft between her cheeks and pumped his hips, "That didn't sound very sincere, slave. Are you a good little slave?"
>Luna shouted "YES" as loud as she could through the ring gag, nodding enough to rattle her brain.
"Hmmm," Norman prodded his dick against her folds again, "I don't think you REALLY want me to fuck you, slave."
>"No! I want it! Please!" Luna begged, her words slurred with drool from her open mouth.
"Looks like you need some persuasion first..." Norman pulled his dick away, leaving Luna to drip all over the bed.

>Luna's hips bucked against the air, looking for anything to stimulate her.
>She was confused as well, Norman never did this in the earlier dreams.
>The bedsprings creaked as he backed away from her rump, rustling with the bedcovers as if he was looking for something.
>She winced when she felt hot air course over her folds.
"Maybe this will make you more willing..." Norman cooed.
>Luna squealed as a round, plastic object pressed against her clit. She wasn't sure what it was, but when she felt tape stick to her skin beside it, she knew exactly what he'd done.
>She heard a tiny click, then the dull buzz of the egg against her clit.
>Her spine arched from the powerful shocks of pleasure coming from her slit.
>Even though she'd only been there for a minute, it felt like she'd been teased for hours, denied any sort of release.
>She could almost see Norman's wicked smile as the tiny bead did its work, reducing her to putty at his command.
"Just look at you, slave," he said, "Moaning like the little slut you are. Want to know a secret?"

>Luna gave a shaky nod.
"That's only the lowest setting."
>Luna's eye went wide as she heard a quiet "click".
>All of her muscles went limp at once and her chest heaved as she was given a reprieve.
>However, she felt a deep void at her groin. She didn't want him to shut it off...
"Everytime you disobey me," Norman clicked on the vibrator for just a second, which Luna jump, "I turn up the setting. After seeing what low does to you, I can only wonder how much you'll moan when I turn it to high..."
>Luna hated the way he talked to her. Every word stung with a condescending growl, like a parent scolding its child.
>But all the same, he was her only source of pleasure. She would have to listen to every word he said.
"Now, slave," she heard the bedsprings creak again, "Service me."
>Luna felt a meaty rod poke her on the nose.

>Her first reaction was to dutifully suck him off. If he got what he wanted, he might put his dick in her faster.
>But something else told her no. She didn't want to suck his dick, especially when he was being so rude about it.
>She turned her head away from him, and grunted out a "No".
"No?" Norman smirked, "Are you disobeying me, slave?"
>Suddenly, Luna felt a twinge of remorse.

>"No! No! I wasn't disobeying! I--AAAH!"
>She screamed through the gag as she felt the egg vibrate against her clit. It was moving much faster this time, sending even stronger sensations shooting through her body.
"Remember what I told you about disobeying me. I don't think you were listening..."
>Luna wanted to reply, but her throat was locked in a strained moan.
>Her body was in a fit, her back swaying this way and that. She felt her climax approaching, closing her eyes as her stomach stated to spasm.
>But just before she came, the vibrator abruptly shut off.
>Luna whined and shook her rump back and forth, desperate to get the tiniest bit of stimulation to finish her off.
"Look how badly you want to cum," Norman chuckled, "You were soooo close, weren't you?"
>Luna nodded and waved her hips back and forth.
"Too bad. Maybe now you'll listen to me, slave. You won't cum without me. You will not cum until I think you've been a good little slave. Now face forward, and suck me off."
>Luna put her head down, then, accepting her hopelessness, opened her mouth wide.
"There we go. Mouth wide open for a cock. If you want it so badly," Norman grabbed her head and jammed his dick inside her, "You can have it all."

>Luna yelped as his shaft was roughly shoved between her lips, reaching all the way past her tongue.
>Norman wasted no time and started to shift his hips back and forth, dragging his dick across her dainty tongue.
>He thrusted like a horny dog, pounding her face in quick succession.
>Luna nearly gagged from how far he was shoving his dick inside her and the sensation of his balls slapping against her chin.
>Her drool spilled all over his dick and out of her mouth, dripping to the sheets below.
>She wasn't even servicing him, her mouth was just another hole for him to stick his dick into.
>His thrusts were going way too fast, and his dick started to swell up against her tongue.
"You're such an adorable slut, Naomi," Norman laughed, "You look so cute with my cock bulging through your neck."
>Luna would spit at him if her mouth wasn't full of dick.
"I'm going to cum, slave. All inside your pretty little mouth...are you jealous?"
>Luna grunted to show her disdain. She was envious of him, he could cum whenever but she had to beg for it. It made her feel even more helpless.
"A good slave swallows every drop of her Master's cum...You know what happens to good little slaves, don't you?"
>Luna was disgusted by the thought of drinking his load, but the temptation of being allowed to climax was too much to ignore.
>When she felt Norman's shaft pulse between her teeth she shut her eyes and braced herself.

>Norman grunted as a shot of cum burst from his tip, showering Luna's mouth with his load.
>Luna gagged as the hot strands landed in the back of her throat.
>It had a salty, bitter taste. It was like someone was squirting seawater down her throat.
>His moans went in time with his dick throbbing between her lips.
>Norman pulled back his hips and let the last ropes of cum spill all over her tongue as his dick slid out of the ring gag.
>Luna tilted her head back to let his load run to her throat, but then a thought struck her.
>Swallowing it would get her nothing, but disobeying him would give her pleasure.
>With a spark of rebellion, Luna coughed. Norman watched as a few drops of his cum land on the mattress, angry that they weren't running down her throat.
"Slave! I told you to swallow every drop!"
>"I'm sorry, Master!" Luna tried to sound sincere through the gag, "Please don't punish me! I'm a good slave."
>Norman grabbed a handful of her hair and lifted her head.
"Don't lie to me, you slut! You're a bad slave! And you know what happens to slaves who don't listen to their masters, do you?"
>Luna didn't really no, but she did her best to sound worried.
>"Please Master! Don't! I'll be good!"
"Too late now, slave!" Norman turned the knob on the remote as far as it could go, "I'm going to enjoy watching you squirm..."
>Cold sweat ran down Luna's brow as she watched his thumb flick the switch.

>The vibrator droned as it shook violently against Luna's tiny clit with such force that her entire folds were rippling.
>Her legs felt weak. If it weren't for the bar holding her legs apart she would have collapsed on the mattress.
>She pulled hard against her bonds and ground her head into the mattress.
>The egg had only been on for a few seconds, but already Luna felt like she'd been toyed for hours.
>Her eyes were so tightly closed that she had hardly noticed Norman fumbling with her breasts, taping another pair of eggs to her nipples.
>He too cranked these vibrators to their highest settings and turned them on.
>Now every inch of Luna's body tingled with ecstasy, a triangle of intense pleasure etched on her front.
>Her stomach contracted hard and her walls started to quiver. Her climax was just a few seconds away.
>She felt a pair of fingers picking up her chin. She opened her eyes to see Norman's wicked smile as he held up the remotes in his hand.
>She shook her head and pleaded with Norman, but Norman replied with a light nod.
>The switches on the remote clicked off and the ecstasy stopped.
>Luna started to weep, openly begging with her master to give her release.
"Now now, why would I let you cum?" Norman sneered, rolling her over onto her back, "You're not a good slave."
>Luna went to reply but felt a pointed tongue drag against her nipple.
>Her back arched and her hips bucked. All she needed was a few more licks...
"Look at that. One little touch and you're practically coming! You're such a dirty slut."
>Luna nodded. She really was just a slut. The only thing she wanted in the whole word was Norman's dick lodged inside her.
>She winced as she felt a pair of fingers digging into her slit. It was a powerful sensation, but it was just enough to keep her from climaxing.
"Are you a dirty little slut? Are you a good little slave?"
>Luna nodded furiously, grinding her hips into his hand to show him how bad she needed it.
"Tell you what, slave. Let's play a game."
>Luna froze. Norman got up on his knees and circled behind her.
>She gasped when she felt his tip poking against her clit, dancing close to her entrance.
"I'm going to fuck you, slave. You've learned your lesson, and now I'm going to reward you."
>He pushed his hips forward, his head resting just between her lips.
"But..."
>Luna listened very carefully, trying to ignore her heart beating in her chest.
"If you cum before your Master...I'm going to punish you. You don't want to be punished, do you?"
>Luna cried out a "no" and shook her head.

"Good. Are you ready, slave?"
>Luna whimpered and gave her head a nod.
>Without another word, Norman slid his dick between her hungry folds.

>Luna's vision went white from the sudden sting of pleasure through her spine.
>Her body bent at the hip, sticking her butt high in the air for her Master to rut her harder.
>Norman grabbed her hips and leaned forward over her to plunge his dick as har as he could inside her.
>His thrusts were powerful and rapid like a piston, pumping his cock in and out of the girl in his arms.
>Luna's moans grew louder with every thrust and her body started to shake.
>She started to panic when a deep pit of ecstasy formed in her stomach. Her body was giving up the battle much too fast.
>There was no way she was going to last longer than her Master. She was going to drench his dick in cum and there was nothing she could do about it.
>Every thrust brought her closer, and her walls parted to let him sink deeper into her tunnel.
>His cock jammed against her cervix, sending flashes of pain to mix with the pleasure.
>As she felt the ecstasy creep across her body, getting closer to her slit with every thrust, she prayed that Norman would finish first.
>She didn't want to be punished again, she'd rather let him fill her with cum than be punished.
>But when Norman put his thumb against her clit and ground hard into it, there was no hope she would win.
>She cursed him under her breath as her body shook with pleasure.
>With a loud scream through the rag and a final squeeze of her slit, Luna lost.

>Her climax was like the floodgates had opened. Every nerve in her body wailed in ecstasy and her muscles bucked violently in every direction.
>Her stomach spasmed and heaved, pumping hot streams of cum all over Norman's groin.
>Norman's dick was caught in a vice-grip, lodged in place as her juices flooded her tunnel.
>He stopped thrusting, denying her further pleasure and savoring the hot liquid sloshing around his shaft.
>Luna's hips didn't stop bucking for almost a minute. The spreader bar creaked from the force of her struggling.
>When her walls stopped pulsing, Norman pulled out, letting a river of cum pour onto the sheets behind it.
>His cock sprang upwards as he left her, shaking drops of her cum across her back.
>The intense pleasure Luna felt was quickly replaced by a sense of dread when her master leaned close to her ear.

"Looks like I win, slave," Norman chuckled, "You know what that means, right?"
>Norman circled around and took off the ring gag. He wanted to hear what his toy had to say for herself.
>"Please, Master!" Luna said in a squeaky voice which wasn't her own, "I didn't mean to cum first! You just made me feel so good, Master..."
"I'm sorry, slave," Norman circled back around to her rump, caressing her soft cheeks with his palms, "But you know the rules. You lost, I get to punish you."
>Luna gulped, wondering what sort of naughty things Norman could do to her body.
>"Wh-What are you going to do, Master?"
"Hmm..." Norman fondled her rump while he thought, "I could make you choke on my cock again, but that's no fun. Maybe I can turn on the vibrators again...make your poor sensitive body writhe in pain..."
>Norman looked down at the girl, looking at her shaking folds.
"Or maybe..." Norman cradled his dick in his hand, pointing it up towards her tiny hole, "I can fuck you here..."
>Luna yelped as she felt his tip poke against a spot just above her slit.
>"Master! Please! I'll be a good slave, just don't put it there!"
"You should be grateful I'm even going to fuck you, slave. I should just leave you here with the vibrators on all night. If that's what you want instead..." Norman pulled away from her.
>"No! Wait!" Luna couldn't bear the thought of an entire night of the little eggs forcing her to cum. As much as she hated what she was thinking, her body needed a cock, and her master was offering it to her.
"Change of heart, hmm?" Norman pressed against her anus again, "You made your Master upset...you should apologize."
>"I-I'm sorry..."
"I'm sorry what?"
>"I'm sorry, Master!"
"I forgive you, slave. Do you want me to fuck you now?"
>"P-please..."
"I couldn't hear you, slave," Norman growled, "Do you want me to fuck your tight little butt?"
>"Yes!" Luna was astounded by what she was saying, "For the love of God PLEASE fuck me..."
"That's better," Norman chuckled. He leaned down over his toy and pushed his hips forward.
>His tip bent a bit against her tight entrance, but with a bit of force his head slipped inside.
>Luna screamed in pain. She'd had anal before, but it wasn't this painful since...her first time.
>She forgot she was in Naomi's body. The girl'd never taken a dick there before.
>Every inch of Norman's cock stretched her further open. It felt like a needle piercing through her spine.
>"Ow ow ow ow!" Luna whimpered as his shaft pushed deeper inside her.
"It's okay, slave," Norman leaned down and whispered in her ear, "It'll only hurt for a while..."
>He set himself upright, towering over her rump as he pushed the last inch of his dick between her cheeks.
>He stopped to savor the sheer tightness of her walls. They were far tighter than her pussy, that was for sure.
>He could feel her blood vessels pumping against his shaft and the grimy dampness of her colon squeezing him.
"God you're tight, Naomi," Norman said, watching as her puckered butt clinched around the base of his shaft.
>He took a handful of her rump in each hand and fought against her muscles to pull back his dick.
>Once he'd withdrawn to the head he slammed his hips against her, eliciting a cry from the girl.
>Luna's eyes dried up as the pain of penetration started to give way to an immense pleasure.
>As Norman's thrusts picked up speed, Luna began to feel the familiar waves of ecstasy lick at her.
>Within minutes, it was almost no different from being fucked in her slit, albeit a lot tighter.
>She could feel every curve of Norman's dick sliding along her walls as it furiously drove in and out of her.
>Norman angled his cock downwards, pushing against her lower tunnel's walls from the other side.
>Luna's body shook from her walls being bent the wrong way, but at the same time it felt incredible.
>She was hot, really hot, and every inch of her felt like it was in a sauna.
>The thought of being bent over and fucked in the ass like a whore was enough to make her drip, and actually doing it was another thing entirely.
>Her rump screamed in pain from Norman's relentless pounding, but her stomach started to twist again.
>Her legs began to quiver as a second climax loomed on the horizon. She wondered if her master would deny her this one, but he was too engrossed in his thrusting to care.
>She felt Norman's grip on her hips tighten and his thrusts get closer and closer together.
>His grunts got louder with every spasmed thrust, pushing harder into her each time.
>Although Luna didn't know it, Naomi wasn't the only anal virgin on the bed.
>Norman had never had a chance to put his dick in Naomi, let alone in her tighter hole.
>An image of his white-hot shaft pumping a fresh load between her cheeks had haunted him for days. Now he had his chance.
>He bent down low over his slave, grabbing her breasts and putting all his weight into his thrusts.
>Every sensation in his body concentrated behind his shaft and his hips started to tingle.
>Just as he was about to climax, Luna reached her own.
>Her body writhed in ecstasy beneath him, her rump rocking wildly in the air.
>A shower of hot water drenched Norman's thighs and dribbled down to the sheets.
>A puddle of her essence pooled around the deep pits Norman made with his knees.
>His slave squirming under him pushed him over the edge. With a final grunt and a huge heave forward, Norman filled his slave.

>Luna gasped as the first strands of his load coated her walls in sticky ropes.
>His dick pulsed sickeningly, pumping every last drop of cum inside her.
>Norman grunted with every jet he shot, taking deep breaths as the last drops dribbled out.
>All the heat in his groin dissipated at once, spreading to his fingertips.
>His knees buckled and her fell over his slave. His spent dick fell out of her, dragging a few beads of cum with it.
>For a while he just lied there, his chest heaving against Luna's back.
>Luna herself was still recovering from both her orgasms, but her position made it difficult to relax.
>He looked up at Norman and motioned for him to undo the bonds, but he wasn't there.
>She looked over to his side to see him lying spread-eagle on the bed.
>"Master!" she said, "Please let me out..."
"You were amazing, Naomi," Norman said, ignoring her, "You really are a good little slave."
>"Th-thank you, Master," Luna blushed. She couldn't believe she was taking it as a compliment.
"But your Master has to sleep. It was very tiring punishing you."
>Norman rolled over on his side and faced away from the girl.
"Master! Please! Don't go to sleep yet! Untie me so I can lie with you!"
>Norman looked over his shoulder.
"Did I ever say your punishment was over, slave?"
>Luna's heart sank like a stone.
"You're going to stay like that until I wake up. Maybe then I'll untie you, when I think you've been well-behaved.
>"Oh no, he didn't know about the dreamwalking did he? He couldn't have," she thought.
"But don't worry," Norman held up a familiar device, "This will keep you entertained..."
>Luna heard a click and her body tightened from a sudden jolt of pleasure.
>The triangle of torture had returned, a vibrator at each nipple plus one on her clit.
>Her body was still extremely sensitive from her orgasms just a few minutes ago.
>Her breathing was labored and her stomach swung back and forth.
>"Master! Aaanh! Shut them off...please!"
"Good night, slave."
>Norman pulled the covers over his head and didn't move for the rest of the night.
>Luna cried for him to wake up, but it was no use.
>She had no idea how long he'd be asleep, how long she'd be punished or how many times she would cum.
>Every second felt like an eternity as the vibrators mercilessly attacked her body.
>Not even a few minutes into Norman's sleep had she climaxed again, drenching her thighs in cum.
>Three hours of continual torture later, the glass shattered.

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>Norman turned over and stretched his arms outward.
>His alarm clock blared at him to wake up, and he thanked it by hitting it as hard as he could.
>He sat up and scratched his back, thinking of what he would do that day.
>Then, he noticed something strange.
>Down on his sheets, between his legs, was a sturdy tent with a damp circle capping it.
"Son of a bitch," Norman said, "Not again..."

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>Luna regained consciousness in the hubworld of the dreams.
>Only the last few spheres drifted around her, the dying moments of the dreams of students who were sleeping in.
>For a moment Luna lay still on the floor, her hands behind her back and her legs spread apart.
>But when she tried moving her arm, she found it easily fall to the side.
>She stood back up, and stared at one of the orbs, expecting to see a broken slave in the glass.
>Instead she saw a pristine woman with long blue hair, her twilight eyes still gleaming.
>The bonds were gone, her clothes were intact, her body showed no signs of use.

>It was like nothing had ever happened to her, but she wasn't clean.
>Images of Norman's dream flashed across her mind, the blindfold tight around her face, the spreader keeping her legs open for him to use her, the hours of prolonged torture she underwent...
>Luna narrowed her eyes and stared off into the distance.
>She didn't care if it was her fault that she was punished, all she cared was that she returned the favor.
>Norman wouldn't have a dream the next night. He would have a nightmare.