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Faithful - Chap 3 - Decorum

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  1. Twilight sat alone in the open courtyard, letting the early fall breeze blow her mane playfully around her shoulders. She took tiny bites of her arugula and mushroom sandwich. She didn’t mean any disrespect to Merriweather, but she just had so much on her mind lately. Her training with the Princess in the afternoon still loomed ahead, and there was so much for her young brain to process lately.
  2. She felt a strange closeness whenever she was with the Princess. She didn’t understand it. For the first time in her life, she knew a pony that knew more then she would ever know. That dwarfed her own magical talent. She even still felt like Celestia had given her the gift of magic in the first place. Every time she glimpsed her cutie mark she thought of that.
  3. She shuddered sometimes when she thought of what they did in private. But at the same time, she was such a little pony. There were a great many things she didn’t know. Especially about adults and their…intimate acts. There were not many books on that topic.
  4. She took another bite of her sandwich.
  5. Twilight suddenly was interrupted by a shadow on the stone floor. She looked up to see Celestia’s smiling face. “How was your lunch, Twilight?”
  6. The filly grinned slightly. “Well you should know better than anypony, Princess. Merriweather must be one of the best cooks in Equestria!”
  7. Celestia chuckled. “That may be true, my student. She is indeed one of my most beloved servants. She’s been with me a very long time.
  8. “May I join you?”
  9. “Of course! I was just trying to finish eating before the afternoon’s lesson.”
  10. The alicorn seated herself regally on the bench next to Twilight. Her face was one of contemplation. “Do not worry about this afternoon, Twilight. I thought we could talk for a while. We seldom get a chance lately.”
  11. “Oh…of course, Princess!” Twilight immediately sat at attention, her eyes widening. Open conversations with her mentor were very rare, and only when there was something important to say.
  12. “I know you have been asking when you may visit your family Twilight. Well, the simple answer is that you may never leave this castle until I deem your training is complete. You knew this when you became my private pupil.”
  13. Twilight looked down slightly, but tried to put on a brave face. “I know, Princess. It just has been a very long time since I have seen them. I do love spending time here with you and Merriweather, but I haven’t seen any other pony since I came. When I feel alone, I just think of my parents and my brother.”
  14. Celestia’s eyes softened as she looked at her pupil. She moved her gaze towards the autumn sky. “Twilight, I also wanted to tell you something else. I know you have been curious about it for a long time. Maybe it will help you deal with the solitude at the castle. I wanted to tell you more about my sister, Luna.”
  15. The purple filly was shocked. She never had really expected to hear anything more about the other royal sister.
  16. “To understand completely, you must know the life we were both born into. My mother and father were very aged when we were born, even by alicorn standards. I was born first, decades before my sister. My parents were overjoyed. They had not had a foal in their long lives, and to be blessed with one at that most unusual time made them especially grateful.
  17. “They named me after the sun, as you of course know, my little pony. My parents loved me with all their being. All the servants treated me as if I was the queen of the castle. It was the happiest time of my life.
  18. “Something strange happened afterwards, Twilight. Perhaps it was the joy of my birth, but my parents, they conceived another foal.”
  19. “That must have been Luna.” Twilight said in a hushed tone.
  20. “Yes, they conceived my dear sister.” Celestia smiled weakly. “Luna.”
  21. “She was of course, a very beautiful foal, like me and my mother. Her mane was like the night sky itself. At first I was overjoyed to have such a precious little sister. I would take her with me everywhere. In our old castle, there were many secret paths and corridors, and we would sneak out together, pretending to be famous explorers, or pirates. Honestly I don’t quite remember what we pretended we were. We were very fond of each other.
  22. “But one thing I always remembered Twilight, was the attention she received. Her magic was strong, and all the unicorns of the castle commented on her amazing aptitude. She was beloved by the servants for her quiet and polite manner. Even my parents Twilight…they favored her over me. They knew she would one day be the more powerful sister.”
  23. Celestia looked over at Twilight, her eyes narrowing.
  24. “I resented her.”
  25. “Even at my young age, I felt more inadequate every day when I was with her. So I did what came naturally, Twilight. I used her. She loved me as a sister, and I used it to the fullest. I degraded her, and abused her, and made her become my own personal drudge. I’m not proud of what I did.
  26. “My parents found out about us being, well, intimate. I could see their disgust and hatred in their eyes. They did their best to deal with things, but no parent can accept something like that Twilight, you must understand. They died soon after. It just was…too much for them.
  27. “Even to this day, I blame myself for Luna’s corruption, Twilight. I broke her trust in me, and I broke her heart. Even as she gave in to the darkness, and I fought her with every inch of my being, she was the more powerful sister. I think she let me win that fight, one thousand years ago.
  28. “I told you at one time that you reminded me of her, Twilight Sparkle. I was being truthful. I see parts of her in all my pupils. In you, I see her love of magic and her fascination with the night sky.”
  29. Celestia lowered her head and rose from the bench. Twilight found herself beyond words. She knew so very little about the Princess’s past, and this was more then she could process.
  30. “Twilight, I just ask that you not judge me based on what happened to my sister. I did care for her very much. Even up to the end, I did everything I could to save her.
  31. “It is hard for me even tell any other pony about it. Especially in my position, something like this, it would damage the entire kingdom if it came out.” Celestia’s eyes softened slightly as she looked at the purple filly.
  32. “Sometimes things that happen in our past, things that we wish no other pony knew, and they can be painful to talk about. It is very hard to tell any other pony about them.”
  33. Twilight said the first thing that came to her lips. “I promise I won’t tell anyone, Princess.”
  34. The white mare smiled slightly at her. “You may be wondering why we’re talking about all this, my student. Well, I know I told you that you could not leave to visit your family.”
  35. Twilight nodded sullenly.
  36. “However, I never said they could not visit you, Twilight.”
  37. The filly’s head perked up immediately. “Really? When?!”
  38. “Well let me think…” Celestia pretended to lose track of her thoughts. She absently started walking away.
  39. Twilight jumped up after her. She gave the Princess her best puppy eye stare.
  40. “Alright, alright.” The princess beamed. “You should expect them tomorrow afternoon.”
  41. “Yes yes yes yes yes.” Twilight bounced around the Princess happily.
  42. Celestia chuckled at her little protégé. “Just make sure you get your sleep tonight, Twilight. Tomorrow will be a very interesting day indeed.”
  43.  
  44. Merriweather sat with the young pony, trying to calm her down. Twilight had been so jittery since she woke, she hadn’t had anything to eat, and her mane was completely disheveled. The earth pony tried her hardest to comb the fidgeting unicorn.
  45. “I really would feel better if you would have something to eat, Miss.”
  46. “I already told you Merriweather, I can’t even think of food right now! I mean, I haven’t even seen another pony in months besides you and the Princess. Do you think my mother and father will be proud of me? I really haven’t gotten any better…”
  47. Merriweather arched her eyebrows. “Are you serious, Miss Sparkle?” You are Celestia’s personal pupil and you are worried about them being proud of you? What’s really going through that head of yours today.”
  48. Twilight wished she could say. In all honesty, she felt so incredibly nervous. She felt a fear in the pit of her stomach when she thought of meeting her parents. The accomplishments she had achieved seemed so far away in her mind. All she could think about were the twisted events that happened between her and the princess. She almost felt like anypony walking past could see it on her. See how much of a deviant she was; how used she felt.
  49. ‘Maybe they won’t stay long.’ She thought. ‘Maybe they won’t ask many questions.’
  50. “Why is this dress so tight?” She nearly screamed.
  51. Merriweather jumped slightly. “Oh, sorry miss. You didn’t have many options. I tried to alter a dress for you to wear.”
  52. Twilight sighed. Maybe this day wasn’t going to be as fun as she had hoped.
  53.  
  54. The arrival of the Sparkle family was a modest one. Merriweather had led them into the courtyard, walking with little chatter along the cobbled stones. Twilight stood in the afternoon air, watching them as they slowly approached. She resisted running to them for the moment. As her parents become aware of her, they looked in her direction and smiled. Twilight could not hold back any longer. She ran to them, eyes wet with tears.
  55. For a brief moment, they held her close, and she felt they had truly missed her. She felt loved. She touched her nose to her mother’s snow white muzzle in a close show of affection. Her father leaned in close to nuzzle her. “We missed you so much, Twiley.” He said softly, and kissed her on the forehead.
  56. She recoiled away slightly, drawing slight confusion from them. Her thoughts quickly turned to worry, as she felt them staring at her.
  57. Merriweather sensed the awkwardness and cleared her throat. “Mrs. Velvet, Mr. Light, come with me. We all have a special treat today. The Princess herself wished to eat with you all.”
  58. Twilight trudged after them with a slightly miserable look on her face.
  59.  
  60. Seated around the large table of the Solarium, even the most personally invited guests could easily feel small.
  61. Celestia welcomed Twilight’s parents, offering them seats near her at the table. She walked over to Twilight, beckoning her to sit next to her at the head of the table. The filly couldn’t actually remember eating with the Princess in this room before.
  62. The Princess seemed to be in very good spirits. She smiled as she sat at her place of honor at the table. “I welcome the parents of my faithful student Twilight Sparkle. I am so glad you could come visit us tonight and see your daughter’s progress.
  63. “She is truly a gifted student in many ways.” Celestia smiled smugly at Twilight. The filly blushed deeply. She wished for a small, unicorn sized hole to appear in the ground and swallow her up.
  64. “Please, I ask you enjoy yourselves tonight, as my personal guests.” She held up her goblet, and Twilight’s parents did the same, each grasping the golden cups with their magic. Twilight, looking more embarrassed every minute, simply took a large sip of her wine. Maybe it would make the evening slightly easier.
  65. Velvet looked shocked. “Twilight, are you drinking…wine?”
  66. The filly turned crimson as she stammered for an excuse. “Oh…n…no, I would never, I mean, it’s not…”
  67. Luckily Merriweather saved her from the fiasco. “No, Mrs. Velvet, I would never serve a foal alcohol. It is merely a sparkling juice. I trust this is okay with you, ma’am?”
  68. The purple and white striped mare nodded, accepting the servant’s words. Twilight sighed in relief. She looked over at Merriweather and took another sip of the potent beverage.
  69. Celestia broke the silence. “Well I simply must say how proud I am of your daughter’s progress. She is such a studious pony. Surely as her parents, you must know how hard it can be to get her nose out of a book and into something else.”
  70. Twilight coughed slightly on her drink. Celestia looked down at her, concerned. She rubbed her back gently with her golden adorned hoof.
  71. Night Light chuckled. “Yes, we were worried she would spend all her time reading and not a moment actually learning to use her magic. We were actually very surprised she did so well in the exam. I really had never seen her do that before.”
  72. “It was almost as if she reached inside and found something new just for that test.” Said Twilight Velvet. “Maybe it was just all my wishes for her coming true.”
  73. Celestia grinned. “Hmmm. Perhaps.” She stopped rubbing Twilight’s back and dropped her hoof to her side, but not before stroking the filly’s inner thigh lightly. Twilight grew a shade redder, as she lifted her goblet to her face and tried to block her reaction from her parents.
  74. “You should really see your daughter at her exercises lately. She continues to impress me with her ability. Just the other day she found a solution to a targeting test that I had never even contemplated. She will be a great unicorn caster someday.”
  75. “We are just glad to see her, even if it is for one night. I’m just so happy to see she has reached the dream she worked so hard for.” Velvet said.
  76. “Oh believe me, Mrs. Velvet, I make my student’s happiness my number one priority. Would you not agree, Twilight?”
  77. Twilight, already flushed by the under-table attention and the wine, looked into her mentor’s magenta eyes. They looked so soft and calming tonight. Her whole demeanor was indeed different. She had shifted seamlessly into the role of a noble dignitary.
  78. “Yes, my Princess.” She said softly.
  79. Celestia looked over at her guests. “Now, shall we eat?”
  80.  
  81. “Now, I know it is nothing fancy, but I guarantee she is an excellent cook. Thank you very much Merriweather, that will be all for now.” Celestia said, as the orange pony pushed her clattering cart into the kitchen.
  82. “Oh, don’t be so modest, Princess. This looks wonderful.” Velvet replied.
  83. All four ponies had been presented with roasted peppers filled with a creamy mushroom stuffing. In the middle of the table, fresh biscuits and onion gravy were laid out. Twilight sat quietly, pushing her pepper around on her plate.
  84. Velvet looked over at her daughter. “So I’m sure you’re wondering what your big brother is up to, Twilight. Well, he was put into an officer training program! At his young age, it’s very unusual.”
  85. The filly grinned slightly as she thought of something to say.
  86. “Oh now, don’t worry about him not being here tonight dear. He simply couldn’t get away from the academy. I talked with him though, and he was so proud of your exam and your training with the Princess. He told me to tell you he loves you very much, and if you need anything he is always there for you.”
  87. Twilight beamed when she heard those words. He was still thinking of her, even with all the work he was doing at the academy. Her brother would always be the same colt she always knew.
  88. “Why Twilight, you never told me you had a brother. I simply must meet him sometime.” Celestia looked out of sideways eyes at the filly, as she grinned a slightly wicked grin. Under the table, her forehoof reached between Twilight’s legs and ever so briefly brushed her sex. The filly fidgeted for a moment in her chair, stifling a gasp.
  89. “I…I need to be excused a moment.” She stammered as she quickly strode to the nearby powder room.
  90.  
  91. Twilight looked into the mirror and tried to compose herself. She was completely unprepared for how the Princess was acting towards her tonight. ‘Was this usual for her at public affairs?’ she thought. ‘I just can’t handle this.’ Looking at her reflection in the mirror, she splashed some cool water on her flushed face.
  92. ‘I need help from somepony. I just can’t do this anymore. Merriweather is no real help. And I just can’t talk to my parents about this…I could never let them know. They would never look at me the same ever again.’
  93. She also thought suddenly back to Celestia’s words. That she had said some of her prior students had gotten their families in prison for trying to interfere with the Princess. Or worse.
  94. ‘Shiney.’ She thought. ‘My only real option. He’s the only one I think I could tell. He loves me no matter what happens. I could slip a letter to mom for him and he would certainly get it.” Twilight smiled a desperate smile at her inventiveness.
  95. Quickly she drew a nearby napkin and black eye liner to her, and retreated into a stall, shutting the door behind her. She sat on the cool wood of the toilet seat, and started to write. The eye liner wrote in chunky, but passable letters. She swiftly composed a letter.
  96. To my BBBFF –
  97. Please brother, I need your help. I can’t tell mom and dad. I need to leave the castle soon. I don’t think I can stay much longer. The Princess makes me do…things in private that I don’t like. Find somepony you can trust in the guard and try to get me out. Shiney, I just want to leave.
  98. Your little sis----
  99. As she was signing the paper, her black pen glowed amber for just a brief moment, and snapped in two.
  100. Twilight froze in the dimly lit stall. She heard the wide hoofsteps of a mare striding down the rows of doors. She stared, wide eyed, at the shadow cast on the floor as it approached. “Twilight.” The Princess said in an even, matriarchal voice. “Open this door.”
  101. Still captivated on the shadow on the floor, the filly hopped down from her seat on the toilet. There was absolutely no place to go, but she couldn’t bring herself to open the door. Suddenly the lock began to glow amber. Locks were no defense against a unicorn. She quickly tossed the letter in the toilet and flushed it. As the door flew open, she attempted to look as innocent as possible.
  102. The 2 halves of her broken makeshift pen levitated in front of her as Celestia stood, expressionless, in the doorway. “Now what on earth could you be writing in the bathroom, my faithful pupil?”
  103. “It…was nothing Princess. I just was jotting down some thoughts about meeting my parents tonight. I didn’t want to forget…”
  104. “Quiet you little foal.” Celestia cut her off. “Do you think your Princess stupid? I know all that happens inside my palace.” Her eyes were narrowed, but her mouth was turned up in a sneer. “Why would you want to leave me, my little pony? Has your Princess not been kind to you?”
  105. She reached out a hoof and stroked the quivering filly’s mane. “Have I not been gentle to you?” She pushed a few errant strands out mane off Twilight’s face. The purple pony was nearly in tears by now. “Perhaps I have been too easy on you, Twilight. Maybe your poor progress in our magic training is my fault. If that is so, I am sincerely sorry. And I owe it to you, my little student, to teach you properly.
  106. “Come here Twilight.” The purple filly walked out of the stall slowly, staring straight ahead into the wide mirror on the far wall. “We’ll consider this our training for the day.” She said as she straightened the pony’s dress. Twilight stood perfectly still, watching Celestia fuss over her, but not daring to move or say a word.
  107. “Oh yes, I think you are missing something, my dear student.” Celestia thought of one of her special ‘toys’ in her mind, and after a brief cast, it appeared in the air before her. A small white oval attached to a strange box. “Now let me show you how to wear it. This end goes here…” Celestia tucked the boxy end into the tight waistline of the dress, securing it.
  108. The white mare looked at Twilight in the mirror, smiling. “And this end…goes here.” Twilight gasped as the small oval disappeared into her already moist slit. She fidgeted at she became used to the strange feeling. Celestia looked into her face through the mirror.
  109. “Now, it may seem a rather useless accessory at the moment. But within the box there resides a small piece of magic crystal. You can feel it, can you not? With a unicorn’s magic, you can focus on it, and power it. Its charge travels to the other piece, and, well, you can see for yourself.” Celestia’s horn glowed and suddenly the small oval inside her came alive. The filly, completely unprepared for the shock, clenched her rear legs together and closed her eyes. It was hard for her to place the sensation. It was as if a dull heat and electric charge were touching her most intimate places. Celestia watched happily as the intruder quickly worked its magic. The filly gyrated her back body, feeling her legs suddenly become weak, and her stomach fluttery. “Ngghhh...ah...” She moaned as felt the quickest orgasm of her young life flash through her. The purple filly panted as she felt the living object inside her continue.
  110. Celestia smiled, and patted her on the head. “Now, we are going to go out and rejoin our guests. As the first part of your punishment, you are to wear your new accessory until I say otherwise.”
  111. “N…no…” She struggled the say between her body spasms. She had come down quickly off her first orgasm, and now felt her body heating up into another. “Please, d…don’t make me go out there. Not like this…”
  112. “I’m sorry, my little pony. I warned you what had happened to my previous students that could not keep their big mouths shut. This is for your own good, I’m afraid.” The Princess daintily washed her hooves, and checked her appearance in the mirror. “Now let us go, Twilight. You wouldn’t want to keep your parents waiting.”
  113.  
  114. The mentor and student walked back out and sat at their seats at the head of the table. Twilight walked slowly and deliberately, masking her discomfort. She hesitated as the Princess sat, smiling at her, and beckoning her to sit beside her. Twilight sat slowly, but found immediately that sitting caused the small object in her cunt to push against her inside walls, heightening the sensation. She nearly jumped up in shock.
  115. The Princess cleared her throat. “I am deeply sorry Mrs. Velvet and Mr. Light, for our absence. You were telling me about your son, I believe.”
  116. “Oh yes, he wishes for nothing else but to one day serve your Highness as a member of the royal guard.” Twilight’s slate blue father replied. “He used to follow the guards around in Canterlot Square, and imitate their drills, when he was a foal. I hope someday you would consider him for your own personal guard.”
  117. Twilight was now feeling very flushed. She tried not to squirm in her seat. She took another large drink of her wine, letting the fiery liquid wash into her head.
  118. “Well he sounds very dedicated, Mr. Light. You should both be very proud of him. I’m sure Twilight would be happy to tell you, I always am looking for eager foals to serve inside the castle.” She looked at Twilight, prompting a response.
  119. “O…oh. Yes, that’s right, Princess.” Twilight attempted a smile as she felt the small egg inside her touched her slightly deeper than before. She ground against her wooden seat, attempting to quell the burning in her loins.
  120. Night Light spoke again to his daughter. “Twilight, I don’t mean to talk about your brother so much on your special evening.”
  121. “No, it’s…okay, dad, I like to hear how Shiney is doing.”
  122. “Even so, I would love to hear what you’ve learned recently, Twiley.” He urged.
  123. The filly smiled weakly at him. She was close again. “W…well just some targeting practice lately. Not rea…really anything special.” The filly kept her face stoic, as she wished for the coming orgasm to come and be over. Her whole lower body felt warm, and her thighs tingled with anticipation.
  124. Her mother glanced over with a look on worry on her face. “Twilight, if you aren’t doing well here, you can tell us. We just care about your happiness. Are you just staying here to make us happy?”
  125. ‘Dear gods, I’m so close.’ Twilight thought to herself. “No, that’s not it mom. It’s just…” she suddenly caught her words in her mouth as her mind exploded again in orgasm. Her stare went blank as she focused on the feelings from her thighs. She struggled to keep her breathing normal, clenching her hooves tightly on the stone table. As it washed over her, her breath came in small, sharp gasps. The intruder inside her kept its relentless assault going, rubbing on her now overly sensitive walls.
  126. Velvet looked slightly concerned as she sipped her drink. “Twilight dear, you seem so withdrawn tonight. I really wish you would tell us what’s on your mind.”
  127. The filly came down off her second orgasm and looked across the table. She could feel the electric egg viciously assaulting her once more. She looked over at Celestia as she innocently drank from her goblet, watching the scene unfold. She saw her father, looking hopefully at her from across the table. And lastly, her mother, looking at her with compassionate eyes.
  128. There was no way she could say anything. They would hate her for it, she just knew it. And it would put them in horrible danger.
  129. “I…just am tired from all the training today. I’m sorry Mom…”
  130. Velvet looked at her compassionately, knowing there was something her daughter wasn’t telling her. But she didn’t push the issue. “Well, we don’t want to keep you too long tonight if you are so tired, dear. Night, let’s go, and let her get some sleep.”
  131. Night Light nodded. Both of Twilight’s parents got up, and walked to their daughter and the Princess. She absently hoofed at the ground as the came near. They both thanked Celestia for the meal and her training for their daughter. Velvet approached Twilight, eyes soft and forgiving. The filly at first backed away only slightly. The intruder inside her was now rubbing her raw. She felt a pain mixed in with her sensations. She could feel the cool air of the evening wafting across her soaking nethers.
  132. Velvet came to her daughter. She smiled her motherly smile, and placed her head alongside the blushing filly’s own. She nuzzled her in a brief close show of family intimacy. Her father followed suit. Velvet broke the silence by speaking quietly to her daughter. “Twilight, please don’t feel alone here. Your father and I are still in Canterlot, if you ever need anything. Please don’t feel like you can’t talk to us.” They both smiled at her.
  133. All she could think about was the burning in her loins. After the second orgasm, she had just felt annoyed by the device. It had somehow stopped in its ministrations, and now she felt unsatisfied. She collected herself and looked at her parents.
  134. “I won’t forget. I…would never keep anything secret from you.” She lied to them. “Thanks for your concern.” Twilight said to them through a half smile.
  135. She said good bye to them. Merriweather came and bowed, and showed them out.
  136. And then they were gone.
  137. She stood there in the cooling air, her damp thighs feeling cold in the chill. The device had definitely stopped, and she felt annoyed. Twilight felt angry at herself for being like this, and not having the courage to say anything to her parents.
  138. She felt a warm hoof on her back, stroking her from her neck to her flank. She stared ahead, not particularly wanting to look up. Celestia’s voice came from above her, sounding very commanding in the large, empty room.
  139. “Such a long evening, my student. I believe it’s time for good little ponies to go to bed.” She spoke softly. “However, you are not a good little pony. And I believe you still have the second part of your punishment to receive. Come along, Twilight.”
  140. She glanced one more time into the distance where her mother and father had gone. Then, without a second thought, she turned on her hooves and followed the Princess into the palace.
  141.  
  142. Twilight Sparkle had been in the Princess’s private chambers before. Even though it had only been a few times, she remembered the space acutely. It was not at all how she had imagined it before she had entered the palace. She had originally pictured a light, airy, open space, adorned with all manner of exquisite and expensive furnishings. A room fit for a Princess, with all the gaudy trappings to go with it.
  143. It turned out to be nothing but a foal’s dream.
  144. The reality was a very utilitarian chamber balanced near the top tower of the courtyard. Celestia opened the large, heavy door with her horn, waiting as it opened silently. She strode inside, not needing to beckon Twilight in. She did so without instruction.
  145. As soon as the white mare crossed the threshold, pale white lights immediately started lighting around the room in iron sconces. It created an eerie effect that the room was coming alive. Very little furniture existed inside the Princess’s chamber, for the simple fact that Celestia spent little time in the room. Twilight saw the familiar well-worn mahogany desk that the Princess wrote some of her more personal correspondence from. There was a small book shelf, littered with unusual tomes and issues that Twilight had never heard of. A wooden pantry that served as Celestia’s own liquor cabinet. And of course, the one sight that caused the filly to blush, a large stone slab bed, covered with a plush mattress and fitted with fine white cotton sheets.
  146. Celestia sighed as she sat on a wooden bench near her desk. She opened the pantry and retrieved a large glass tumbler. She selected a bottle of fiery vodka made in gryphon lands far to the north. Filling the glass nearly all the way, she brought it to her lips and took a deep drink. The alcohol changed her complexion immediately, reddening her cheeks and bringing welcome warmth through her body. She set the glass down on her wooden desk, and bid the filly Twilight to come closer.
  147. “My faithful pupil, most importantly, I want you to know that I could never be angry with you. I have loved all my students, and you are no exception. I am merely…disappointed with you.” She took another sip of her drink, her face impassive. “You don’t want to sadden your Princess, do you, Twilight?”
  148. The purple pony couldn’t find the strength to look her mentor in the eyes. She stared at the ground, ears drooped, looking as miserable as a tiny pony possibly could. “No Princess.”
  149. “And why were you trying to contact your brother and leave the palace? I already made it quite clear what would happen to your family or your brother if any of our special training sessions left this palace.” Celestia looked piteously at the pony. “You must understand, Twilight, that I would have no choice. Most ponies just wouldn’t understand the isolation of this place. They might jump to…unfavorable conclusions.
  150. “Such a very long time I have lived here, Twilight. The outside world is a very different place. I don’t wish to upset anypony. This is just how I have lived with my students for almost a millennium. Do you understand?”
  151. Twilight could feel the cold stone floor on her hooves. She suddenly realized how desperately alone the large chamber felt. “Yes, Princess.” She answered in a whisper.
  152. The Princess smiled widely. “Good. I am so happy you understand my little student.” She stared down at the filly in front of her. “Unfortunately, you still have broken one of my most important rules. I told you several times to not contact anyone outside the palace without my approval. But now I can see words are not enough. I am going to have to punish you further, Twilight. Come here.”
  153. The filly stepped towards the alicorn. Their gaze locked; Twilight’s eyes looking shameful and sullen, the Princess’s looking eager and inviting. Twilight felt a tug on her dress, as the left shoulder was pulled off. She took the hint and slowly tugged the other arm free, shimmying out of the dress as she held it with her magic. Only after pulling the dress off her back, did the white box connected to the crystal toy drop to the ground with a clatter. It tugged slightly on the small egg still inside the young unicorn, causing her to gasp. She reached her head around to pull off the garters holding the lacy lower hemline to her flanks, but Celestia shook her head. “Leave them for now, my student.” Twilight reached for the small lead running from her young snatch to the egg inside. “Leave that, as well, my little pony.”
  154. Celestia was now lying on her back, lewdly pleasuring herself as she sipped her drink. She grasped the white box with her magic, pulling it into the air, and stretching the cord to the limit. Twilight felt the pressure inside her and the Princess teased. “What do you think of this little toy, Twilight? Such a simple thing, and so easy to conceal. I do believe I found this in my mother’s room one evening. An artifact from when unicorns used crystals to power their magic and amplify it.
  155. “How amusing that for the last thousand years that technology has been used to bring pleasure to all the whore unicorns that passed through this palace.” She yanked it out with a pop. Twilight flinched slightly. The Princess saw it still glistened with the filly’s juices. She brought the small egg to the pony’s tight anus, slowly circling it. She gave Twilight a wink, and pushed it inside.
  156. “Naaahh…” Twilight moaned quietly. She had never had anything inside her ass before, and the feeling was strange. She wanted to push against the invader, but found the egg firmly lodged inside her. She had dropped to her knees on her forehooves, and stared up at Celestia. The white mare levitated the control box to Twilight’s leg and tucked it gently into her garter.
  157. “A very unusual feeling, isn’t it Twilight? But I assure you, you haven’t seen anything yet. I noticed the disappointment written on your face since the charge died down. That was mostly because I only had given it a small amount of magical charge before. Now, I’ll let you choose this time. We can either do….Low.” Her horn lit up amber. The device came alive again, just as it had before. Small sparks of electricity came alive deep in her haunches, and the heat filled her inner thighs. The feeling of the object reacting in her ass was so strange, but at the same time thrilling.
  158. She gyrated her hips against the pleasure for a few minutes. It was maddening. She couldn’t move against the intruder inside her. She needed to push it further in, needed something to touch her more. She thought briefly about reaching with her hoof and doing it herself, but that always angered the Princess. And she hated to disappoint her. Twilight looked at Celestia pleadingly.
  159. She gazed down at the filly incredulously. She now had a reddish glow to her face, and had brought out a long, narrow glass dildo, that she was working into herself to a frightening depth. “Oh, that’s not enough to satisfy a dirty little pony like you, is it, Twilight? Well, your ruler is kind. Let me switch it to Medium.”
  160. The change in levels knocked the filly off her hind hooves. Her body writhed on the cold stone floor as she gasped. The electric shocks were travelling through most of her body now, causing her hooves to tingle and her brain to come alive. Her small cunt was twitching on its own, pulsating on a shaft that wasn’t there. Twilight bucked her hips wildly almost as if in reflex. She could feel that familiar feeling coming.
  161. “Well you look like you enjoyed that.” The Princess chuckled. Twilight could barely hear her. Her eyes were shut tightly, as she panted in shot gasps, focusing all her thoughts on her dripping snatch. “So let us just skip the next level. Let’s set it to Maximum.” Her horn flared gold again, and the box in Twilight’s garter reacted immediately.
  162. The filly instantly became one huge muscle that contracted and retracted as the electricity pulsed through her. Every time it surged, she felt her whole body stiffen. She felt her young cunt flare open as wide as it could stretch, and then return to its normal shape. Her ass gaped and closed around the egg. Her mind nearly shut down. She could feel no pain, but the sensation of being so out of control of her body drove her into a wild sort of fear. Her lungs fought against her, and she struggled to breathe. Suddenly the surging electricity touched her tiny clit just right. She felt the powerful orgasm push through her, as she was powerless to stop her own body. Her hips bucked backward rhythmically, as she moaned between short gasps.
  163. Celestia watched her pleasured throes for a few moments, working her glass shaft towards her most sensitive spots. She eventually worried the filly was having trouble breathing, between the powerful electric pulses and her near complete loss of control. She pulled the small egg out, with barely a reaction from the filly. She just collapsed in a heap on the floor, panting as she tried to regain her breath.
  164. The Princess walked over to her, discarding her glass member. “You simply make the most adorable noises, Twilight. I could listen to you all night.” She leaned down took a long lick along the filly’s wet thigh. She played her tongue across one side of her slit, slowly tasting her student. She lapped at Twilight’s moist sex, drawing more moans of pleasure from the filly.
  165. Twilight had barely regained her senses when the Princess assaulted her once more. Seeing her mentor doing such acts to her always drove her mind into a frenzy. Her ruler doing such acts with her excited some part of her brain that she wasn’t aware of completely. She just knew she didn’t want the Princess to stop.
  166. “Ah…ah…ahhhh” Twilight pushed her young body towards the Princess’s muzzle, feeling her second orgasm fire through her body. She bucked her hips weakly, and then fell back to the cool stone, as she stared straight up at the darkened ceiling. She took short, rapid breaths as she felt her body recover from the ordeal.
  167. Celestia set on the floor next to her, looking down at her exhausted body. She licked Twilight’s juices from her muzzle, smiling lovingly down at the foal. She absently picked up the crystal device, and looked at it thoughtfully.
  168. Eventually she broke the deadening silence in the room. “I told you Twilight, that many of these toys were the very same I found one day in our old family palace. Before we moved here, I made sure to carefully hide them away and bring them with. I just couldn’t bear to leave them. They remind me of the first time I showed them to my dear sister in my mother’s room. She never was around, you see. We were both so very little; I was nearly in my teens and Luna was just a foal. We used to sneak in and play with her combs or wear her dresses.
  169. “But I told Luna there was much more to play with in her room. And there was, my dear student. Only I knew that. I opened the secret drawer I had found and showed her.” Celestia was still grinning as she looked at the white device in front of her. “This was her first, Twilight. I didn’t want to be gentle, but I tried very hard. I still remember her little gasps as she finally came. There were no tears, Twilight, I swear. She loved it.
  170. “At least, I thought she did. She told me later she did not want to do those things again.” Celestia’s smile had faded. “I think she just did not want to be with me. She knew she was better than me. So I forced her sometimes, Twilight.
  171. “In the end, I thought she would love me. But all it did was bring out her resentment and bitterness. I drove her away…” Celestia looked towards the balcony at the rays of moonlight spilling in.
  172. Twilight had regained her breath, and was now looking up at the Princess from the floor. Her body still felt drained, and she felt weak all over. A twinge of fear knotted up in the back of her mind at the Princess’s words, but she found herself more drawn to her. She seemed such an isolated figure at that moment.
  173. Celestia presently felt the itch in her loins return. She looked down at her young student. “What we have is different, Twilight. All of my students, they have all returned my love for them. They would never leave me.” She picked the filly up with her magic, holding her at eye level as they walked over to her white bed. “I know you never really wanted to go, Twilight. And your Princess forgives you.
  174. “Now, let me show you something else my sister enjoyed…”
  175. Twilight felt the smooth, cool sheets on her back as she was placed on the bed. Too tired to maintain any modesty, she let her hooves splay out in all directions, her gaze focused on her Princess. She looked down kindly at the foal, taking another drink of her vodka.
  176. She placed the glass softly on her desk, than turned to look at Twilight spread out on her bed. It was so perfect for her. Only one thing missing. Her horn glowed, as pure silver chains emerged from under the mattress. They snaked their way across the sheets, a small, petite shackle at the end of each one. Twilight suddenly felt the cool metal of the first shackle touch her left forehoof, and in her startled state she saw the four chains closing in on her.
  177. The first shackle closed gently on her hoof. It was padded, and so gentle she could barely feel it. But the fear of being restrained frightened her. “P…please Princess, you don’t need to do this…” She whispered. “I’ll be good. I promise. I’ll…do anything you ask.”
  178. Celestia strode over to the bed, and set down on the edge as she comforted her pupil. “Oh Twilight, I know you will.”
  179. The second shackle closed on her other forehoof. The chains gently retracted, just enough so the filly could feel that she could not pull her hooves back towards herself.
  180. “This was how I first took my sister, Twilight. She was nearly stronger than me even at her young age. I had to tire her out, and then restrain her.”
  181. A third shackle closed on Twilight’s right lower hoof. She was far too spent to struggle. “I’m not your sister, Princess. I’m not Luna.”
  182. Celestia was glancing over at her cabinet, bringing her glass dildo over along with a special harness. “Be quiet, Twilight. Your Princess is not stupid. I know you are not my sister. You could never be what my sister was to me.” Celestia fitted the glass object to one side of the harness. A smaller glass member was already attached to the other side, pushed out at a weird angle by some metal bracket. “Tonight however, you will serve in her place.”
  183. The fourth shackle locked in place. All four had retracted, spreading the tired filly widely on the bed.
  184. The Princess slid across the bed, delighted at the sight before her. She kissed the filly on her sensitive inner thighs, tasting each tiny teat, tonguing her way up the soft chest of her student. At her neck, she leaned up and kissed her fully. Twilight returned the kiss properly. She reached her tiny tongue out to meet the mare’s own. The Princess greedily probed her mouth, as she ran a forehoof along the filly’s sensitive thigh. She broke away, instantly feeling her lust fill her up.
  185. Her face was positively glowing, a large smile on her face as she leaned in to Twilight’s ear. She held the black leather harness in front of the filly’s face. “Now my student, which end do you want?” She held the nearly eighteen inch long dildo in front of her student. “Hmmm, this side?” Twilight’s eyes went wide as she realized what the Princess was asking of her. Celestia rotated the object, showing the other end, adorned with a much smaller, five inch shaft. “Not really my favorite, but maybe you would like this end?”
  186. Twilight blushed and looked away from the Princess.
  187. “Look at me.” Celestia said sternly, as the filly complied immediately. “If you do not tell me, I will choose myself.”
  188. The filly’s eyes were locked on the strange harness. She had never seen it before, but she now knew exactly what it was for. The odd angle was apparent now; if a pony fitted one end in their marehood, the other end would point out like a stallion. “I…I want the small end, Princess.”
  189. Celestia couldn’t help but smile at the blushing foal. “Tell me what you want me to do with it.”
  190. “I want…” Twilight felt more exposed in front of the Princess then she ever had. She stammered to get out her sentence. “I want the smaller toy…inside me Princess. Please.”
  191. The white mare chuckled to herself. “Well I suppose five inches would not really do much for me anyways.” She straddled the filly, giving her a view of her sodden cunt. She easily worked the entire larger shaft inside, sighing as it bottomed out inside of her. She attached the straps excitedly. “Oh gods Twilight, I wanted this for months. I do so hope you enjoy it.” She couldn’t hold herself back. She poised the small shaft at Twilight’s still dripping opening. The tip went in smoothly. Celestia elegantly held herself in place as she reached down and kissed Twilight softly again. She kissed her cheek, and then whispered softly in her ear. “After tonight, all of your body will be mine, my faithful student.”
  192. She plunged the glass shaft all the way in. In one swift stroke, she took the filly’s virginity. Twilight felt a swift, dull pain. But then her whole being was focused on her feeling of fullness. So unlike the teasing toys Celestia has used before. This was real. She felt her inner walls stretch around the smooth glass, and felt Celestia’s soft coat tickling her clit as she fully pushed inside. She looked helplessly into the Princess’s eyes, and Celestia could immediately tell she wanted more.
  193. She thrust slowly and fully into the restrained filly. Twilight felt her hooves tug at the padded shackles with each powerful thrust of the Princess. She found that every time the dildo left her, she wanted it back inside. She would seek it out, pushing her hips against it, willing it to go deep inside her. She lost track of the Princess, arching her back and neck as she moaned.
  194. Celestia loved the look of her students as she deflowered them. Each one different. Some fought her. But Twilight, she took an unusual path. So great was her desire to serve, she threw herself into whatever depraved activity Celestia wanted. She licked Twilight’s neck as she arched her head back. This was the greatest aphrodisiac the alicorn had ever found.
  195. She sped up her assault on the unicorn filly’s tight snatch. She could feel herself getting closer.
  196. “Are you close, my precious student?” she whispered in Twilight’s ear. She could only respond with short gasps. “Hmm, sounds pretty close.” Celestia chuckled. “Let me finish you off, Twilight.”
  197. With but a thought, she levitated the small egg over to them. She quickly placed the egg on the foal’s tiny clit. With a thought, she gave the device enough latent energy for ‘Maximum’, and thrust all the way in, trapping the egg against the filly with her body.
  198. The sudden electric stimuli combined with the smooth shaft inside her immediately pushed Twilight past anything she had felt before. Her hooves strained against the soft restraints as she lost control of her body, convulsing against the Princess as the orgasm washed over her body. Her brain was unable to cope with the massive overload, and the only thing she could really think about was that this time she felt full. Her cunt sent spasms around the glass intruder, and Celestia ground the egg further against her as she felt the filly come. Twilight couldn’t escape. Her orgasms came in waves, blending together. She couldn’t generate words, she only took sharp gasps when she could.
  199. The sight was too much for the Princess. The feeling of the filly writhing under her immediately pushed her over. She pushed her haunches deeper against the purple pony as she rode out her own climax.
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  201. It was several minutes later before the Princess was finished. She so enjoyed the little quivers from Twilight as she felt her overstimulated hole continue to be teased by the Princess. Eventually she felt the filly grow too weak to even move against her, and she decided to end her fun for the night.
  202. As she pulled out of Twilight, she was surprised that there was just the smallest twinge of blood on her toy, and nowhere else. Not as if she actually enjoyed the sight of a virgin bleeding like a stuck pig, but it was unusual. She shrugged. At least she wouldn’t have to change the sheets.
  203. She focused on the shackles, and they all popped off at once. They snaked back under the bed, leaving the filly splayed out on top of the white sheets, breathing deeply as she slept.
  204. Celestia removed her harness with a wet sucking noise. She gasped slightly as she felt its fullness leave her. Looking at Twilight asleep, she couldn’t help but picture her sister again. How many times had they snuck into their parent’s room and fooled around? She smiled to herself as she reminisced.
  205. There was one very notable difference now, however. This was her bed, in her palace. Here, no one would judge her or look down upon her.
  206. She crawled into bed with the sleeping filly, gently placing her hooves across her chest. She placed her arm around her gently, and kissed her cheek.
  207. ‘My bed.’ Celestia thought as she nestled her head in the filly’s mane, smelling her deeply. ‘Here my word is law. As it has been for the last thousand years. No one can take you from me Twilight. And oh what fun we will have together.’
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