Abusive Luna

"ART THOU DEAF? HAST THINE EARS BEEN AFFLICTED? DOEST THOU SIMPLY NOT CARE?"
>You tremble in your seat
>Luna was home from night court early again
>The sun was coming up and her dinner still wouldn't be ready for twenty minutes
>"I-I'm sor-"
"THOU ART SORRY?"
>This wasn't her royal canterlot voice
>This was her househusband beating voice
>It was a lot louder
>Her cold silver boot raises your chin
"Thou art sorry?"
>Tears are already stinging in your eyes
>Whispering was even worse than the yelling
>"Yes."
>If you didn't reply it was almost worse than when you did
>Her other hoof smacks your jaw off her first one like a golf ball off a tee
"WE EXPECT TO BE FED AT SIX THIRTY"
>She crushes your chair as you curl into the fetal position
>It explodes under here strength and weight, after you clean the mess you'll have to kneel on the floor to eat for a week until you're allowed another one
"NOT SEVEN. NOT SIX FIXTY. NAY, NOT EVEN SIX THIRTY ONE."
>She stomps on your hip, hoof bouncing off the hard bone as your hip chips on the harder floor
>In between your mewling apologies she stomps twice more, bouncing your hip on the floor until you roll onto your back to stop it
>The third is a softer blow, directly into your soft tummy beneath the ribcage
>This satisfies Luna for the moment
>Though your eyes are screwed shut and weeping tears you listen as Lungs trots across her private tower's kitchen to the ice chest
>Ice shifts, a bottle hisses and the cap bounces on the floor
>She trots over to her lounging pillow and relaxes with a book and her Princess sized 40oz bottle of rye beer
>By the time you get back up its time to take dinner out of the oven
>Slowly you set the table, warmth in your chest turning to inflammation and bruise
>Luna eats like a bear
>She says she loves you
>Sometimes she even apologizes
>Sometimes
"Oh, good morning Anon."
>Celestia's voice is as sweet and peaceful as the morning sunrise
>But hearing it caused such a shock of panic you jolted in the tub as though electrocuted
>You apologize profusely as you start to jump out of her tub
>After slipping out of Luna's sleeping forelimbs you snuck over to the castle proper for a bath
>Imagining what Luna would do to you if you woke her up with running water at eight am left a sickness in your already beaten stomach
>But here Celestia caught you using her tub, her private bath, the one secret place you though you could go, she caught you
>When her aura touches you you flinch so hard you cramp your legs
>Celestial pushes you back down into the water
>And lets go
"Ssh, relax. Why are you so worried? It's just a bath."
>You haven't seen Celestial in a long time since you started your 'relationship' with Luna
"Is this your first time sneaking in here?"
>Too scared to lie you can only nod
"I had though so. You see, the rose petal are in this chilled vase here, and the oils in the builder carafes by that table there…"
>Her horn lights up as she adds them to the bath, the warm air now filled with potpourri
"Relax, Anon. And tell me, what are those marks there?"
>You try to hide under the suds but she has already seen everything as you first stood
>Years of moonlight had left you milky white, your dark blue bruises shone on your body brightly
"Did my sister do this to you, you sweet little thing?"
>You mutter 'No', the lies of why and how you got them die on your lips as she speaks with a motherly smile
"Luna, Luna Luna Luna. So brash, so emotional, and unfortunately, sometimes so violent."
>Celestial sits at the tub side now, looking down on you with her bright, large eyes, her hair blowing away to her side
"There are plenty of ways to teach your man without leaving marks."
>Magic shoves you underwater
>You flail and thrash
>It yanks you up
>You gasp
>She still smiles her warm smile, her eyes cold as ice
>Under you go again
>The oils makes the tub slick
>You can grasp nothing but your own throat
>Two agonizing minutes pass
>Air escapes you
>Hot water fills your lungs
>Blackness comes upon you
>She lifts you again
>A powerful crush hits your stomach, a magic heimlich wrings your lungs out
>She drops you on the floor, leaving you limply laying on the tubside mat
"See? Will you ever sneak into my private bath again?"
>You cough bits of water and spit out to weakly stutter "No"
"And yet, see how pretty and unmarred you are? No one will ever know, will they?"
>"N-No ma'am."
>Princess Celestial smiles her warm, matronly smile as she drapes her bath robe around you
>It billows around you like a blanket, soft and warm
>Childishly you feel like you're hidden for just a moment, the meager relief fleeting
"Take as long as you need to get yourself together, little consort, but do not forget your place. Luna will be upset if you're gone when she wakes."
>Celestia sprinkles a few rose petals near your head and open the bay window to dissipate the steam
>She leaves from the balcony, leaving you trembling under her towel
>You hold the ice pack to your mouth, watching Luna walk about behind you in the mirror
>There was a little get together at Cadence's tonight and you were trying to get the swelling to go down
>While combing Luna's mane a few minutes ago you accidentally began daydreaming and tugged a snag
>It wasn't Luna's fault
>It was your mistake
>It was just her strength and reflexive reaction, it was only natural
"Tis time, love."
>Yes
>The ice clatters into the basin as you loosen the towel
>Its a little puffy but it shouldn't be noticible
>Luna holds you closely with her strong wing
>Static snaps as you cross a thousand miles in a second
>A loud pop heralds your arrival at the Crystal Empire
>All the Princesses are there, they exchange greetings and salutations
>After about an hour of affairs in the morning sun you all sit down to breakfast together
>Cadence apologizes for making Luna wait so long for her morning meal
>Luna actually laughs
"It is nothing, Cadence, we could hardly care at all."
>You shift uncomfortably in your seat, your hip pops as the joint moves
>Even though the brunch is varied and hearty you have no appetite
>Your bowl of soup is hot and salty, each spoonful stinging the insides of your mouth
>Luna doesn't notice, she talks to Cadence and stares at the server colts like pieces of meat
>Twilight sits across from you and Luna, eagerly chatting with Celestia to your left and the couple Cadence and Shining to your right
>All unicorns and Princesses they perk their pretty polished hoof booties on the edge of the table and eat with their magic
>You're the only one using your spoon manually
>Perhaps that caught Twilights attention, but her eye quickly shifted from you to the Princess at your side
"Luna," Twilight says in her perfectly innocent voice, "you've got a big smudge on your hoof."
>Luna discovers the reddish brown smudge on her bootie after direction from Twilight
"Oh, we seem to have stepped in some mud."
>The brush off wasn't good enough for Twilight who missed the hint entirely
"I don't think that's mud, Luna. Besides, you teleported right? How did you get muddy?"
>Luna laughs again, her fake laugh that you usually heard at some point before tasting her hoof
"How embarrassing, Twilight. We musnt have noticed some patina on our boot. Terribly embarrassing, please forgive us Cadence."
>Luna bows her head slightly at the host Princess as her magic vigorously buffs her boot clean with your napkin
>Twilight accepts the excuse and moves on discussing fashion and etiquette briefly before diving back into real Princess matters
>You can almost feel the coldness radiating from Luna
>It was going to be a very rough day for you when you got home
>The thought turns your stomach
>You excuse yourself to the restroom
>No sooner do you leave the hall then you hear Celestial excuse herself as well
>Heart sinking you double your walking pace
>Celestial matches it, a hallway behind you, steadily dogging you
>Panic and anxiety eats at your heart
>Skipping the bathroom you run down a hallway, unsure and uncaring where it leads
>Celestias hoofsteps die off as you race up an inclined hallway
>You find yourself facing the pedestal that holds the crystal heart on its open-air level
>A brisk breeze blows across the elevated plaza
>Along with the soft fluttering of wings
>You don't even have to look
>Her golden boots hit the tile with an oppressive metallic thud
"My little human?"
>"Your M-"
"You embarrassed my sister."
>Calmly and coldly she steps forward, each metallic clink ringing in the open breeze
>"I-I didn't mean to-"
>Steadily she walks forward, her wings flared out and low blocking you from moving left or right
>You back up further and further until you are at the cusp of the tenth story ledge
>Wind whistles in your ears as Celestias silence crushes you, her stern glare only a foot from your face
>She steps forward but you have nowhere to go
>"Please, Princess!"
"Please what?"
>Her voice is playful but her tone is cold
"Please, don't push you?"
>Another half step forward
>Her chest presses into yours, your tilted cheek against her neck as she holds her head high above yours
>Wings block you in, a cage that offers no protection
>Heels firmly planted on the edge of the ledge you know better than to put your arms on the dominant Princess
>"Yes, please, please just let me go back"
"You humiliated my sister in front of two new Princesses. Do you understand what that means? Dear, sweet Luna, unable to control or command even a single little consort?"
>She leans forward
>You can hear her heartbeat, calm and slow in contrast to yours racing at its limit
>You taste blood, your wound opens from simple blood pressure
"Why shouldn't l let you fly?"
>In between your stuttered promises to be a good little husband and never ever let her down again and always do what she says Celestia decides to give you one more chance
"I am a good and generous Princess, little consort. I will offer you one more lesson. Don't you dare lose your composure and humiliate Luna once more or l will simply be unable to forgive you!"
>She raises her voice at the end slightly as though telling a funny story or joke
>Pressure leaves your chest as she backs off, cold wind kissing where the serat had formed between your bodies
>Then a single forelimb kicks you in the chest off the ledge completely
>Lightening flashes before you can even shout
>You hit the floor outside the dining hall about as hard as falling out of bed
>Celestia carelessly steps over you, your nervous jitters keeping you locked up for a few extra moments
>Slinking in like a scolded puppy Cadence elbows her husband
>You hear her whisper and they both giggle like schoolchildren
>It seemed almost strange watching a happy married couple
>You could barely remember when you and Luna were like that
>Memories of happy dates and romance were like dreams or old stories you'd been told
>Recollection passes the time as the table is cleared and set for the next course
>Conversation dies down, the whole table tends to their food except you
"Eat!"
>Three voices ring out in unison
>Cadence, warm and genuine
>Luna, frustrated and annoyed
>And Celestial, perfectly flat and neutral
>It bothered you the most
>Her big beautiful eyes clearly told you to obey as golden magic flowed from her horn like gentle fog
>As you touch your fork your feel a static shock
>Enduring it you clench it tightly in your fish, the pulsing current growing and making your motions deliberate and strained
>Each bite of the food is like licking a battery as the enchanted fork clicks your teeth
>Seasoned by the opening wounds in your mouth you taste only metallic blood and stinging
>Brunch is a long affair, especially as you keep the fork for further courses of fruit salad and pie
>Worse than the meal is the conversation
>Luna tells Twilight to listen closely as she tells the newlywed how important it is to 'keep her man under control'
>Cadence wholeheartedly agrees as she playfully pretends to slap Shining across the face for 'playing with his toy soldiers too long'
>You can tell by how bright and cheery his laughter and their love is that she's never hit him
>You can only pray she never will