Anon - Dreaming of Luna

>I can't even see my hand in front of my face.

>It's unsettling.

>But I'm not as afraid of the dark as I am of pissing her off.

>She told me to sit down and wait until she returns.

> So that's what I'm going to do.

>Maybe I was supposed to spend this time thinking about what I've done.

>The things I occupy my mind with have gotten me in enough shit for one day.

>Nope, I'm just going to stare blankly into the dark silence.

>Stare and wonder what were the specific mistakes I made that lead me to become such a failure.

>Whoops, there I go again...

>Another half hour passes.

>Who does this bitch think she is?!

>I don't have all damn day

>Who am I kidding? Of course I do.

>I have nowhere else to be but my basement.

> And I already know what I'm going to do when I get there.

>that's what I get for browsing /mlp/ in class

>safe for work my ass!

>She is a silent guardian... a watchful protector...

>I just had to click on that pic of the Mysterious Mare-Do-Well!

>I'd be on there now, but I swear it's the darkness suppressing my net connection.

>Was I buried down a mine shaft or something?

>Still the temptation is great.

>After an hour of wrestling with it, it's time to man up.

"Screw this shit! I'm going home!"

>as I rise from my seat, footsteps approach the door.

>Resolve goes limp

>I slink back into the chair.

>The doorknob slowly turns...

>ohshit.jpg

>the first glimmer of light I've seen in an hour.

>My eyes can't handle it.

>In front of the blinding lights stands a silhouette with hands on hips.

>Crossing the room, she opens the blinds

>stripes of shadow and light project across the room.

>still facing away, she speaks...

"There are things I'd greatly prefer to be dealing with right now rather than this..."

>She sounded like royalty. Educated, uppity, militant.

>Not like the socialites of today

>the kind that conquered lands and laid siege to her enemies.

"But there are infractions so outrageous, so severe that my failing to address and deal with them accordingly would constitute an even greater crime.

>Each of her words cut like swords forged by her kingdom's finest smith.

"What was the violation you committed... Anonymous?"

>She spoke approaching her desk. She wants me to say it?!

"Silence is not a suitable answer young man. And I am certain that my patience exceeds yours."

>Fuck butterflies, Fluttershy's in my stomach, and she's finally learned to buck something fierce.

> Must have hit my bladder cause god damn it I need to take a piss.

"I was... uh surfing the internet in class when I shouldn't..."

"My, my, you certainly know how to make light of your transgressions! I was informed you're guilty of far more than that."

"I was, ah- looking at... um... ad-adult? material..."

"Speak up young man!

"Adult material."

"That's not all you were doing!"

"I was 'stroking it'...

"And WHAT is this, 'it' you were stroking?

"My cock! I was stroking my-"

"You dare speak profanely in my presence?!!

>I swear a heard thunder and saw lightning peal in her eyes.

>I'm not sure what was stronger, the rage or the contempt.

"This is an institute of higher learning! We teach both English and Biology here! So use proper English to describe your biological functions!!"

>There was no way I could say it. I refuse to say it!

"Your sudden modesty is the act of a charatan! "

>Her condescending glare would make a great man feel small.

"You were bold enough to perform the deed. Yet you're too timid to speak of it?"

>I withered into non-existence in her sight.

"I was masturbating in class."

"I do believe the content you were observing was at least as disturbing as the act itself..."

"I was looking at colorful miniature horses... from a children's cartoon show."

>I stated it as plain as day. It was only then that the true gravity of it me...

"Are you 'weeping', Anonomyous?"

>The bitch wasn't the least bit concerned. It was if she was curious how one being could be this much of a waste of flesh.

"Why?"

"Because..."

>I will never be with my waifu!

"Waifu? There you go again speaking in slang-"

>I cut her off mid sentence. At this point my agony was so great, what worse could she do!

"Wife. It means wife."

"You... believe yourself to be married to this 'character?"

"No. I don't. I just wish I was!"

>I couldn't even bear to look at her, but the tone did change a bit. Not that her pity is much better than contempt.

" You have much to learn, Anonymous! A 'wife' isn't just some plaything you just to get satisfaction..."

>Okay here we go! This bitch is a sadist I swear! Just dragging this out to pound my fragile ego as much as possible! What the hell would she know about it anyway! Her pale blue ass has probably never seen the damn sun much more gotten some! She's gotta be ten times the basement dweller that I am- just look at this place. She's have a gorgeous face if she didn't constantly look like she just stepped in shit or something! Huge tits barely visible behind a baggy ass sweater and a collar straight up to her neck. This feminist prude is definitely a fucking virgin! I bet deep down you want the D so damn bad, don't you! I'll have you begging for it like a mare in heat, you -!

>I tuned out of my internal rant/rape fantasy just in time to her the end of her tirade.

"Seeing as you claim such affection for this young 'mare', it would be a suitable lesson to apologize for objectifying her in your mind!"

"I'm sorry... Luna..."

"What!"

>Blue cheeks turned bright purple before she turned away her chair.

>Knowing her, the blush was just from the murderous animus she was experiencing.

>She would want to keep her professional posture after all.

"I didn't mean you. The character's name is Princess Luna.'

>"Y-yes." Her flustered response given to the wall in front of me. "Well I'm certain this 'Luna' accepts your apology. You may leave now."

>I should have mouthed off to her.

>Expulsion means I can attempt to start over.

>Suspension at least buys me some time

>Now I face the bullying tomorrow and there's only two ways to stop it.

>Turn Canterlot High into the next Columbine, or commit sepukku.

>Who am I kidding, I'm no samurai!

>I'd just be another pussy who copped out and killed himself!

> Took a shower.

>Yeah, I do that, not sure why I bother.

>All resolve is lost.

>Don't even want to fap to horses.

>All I want to do drift away

>To wake up and never return.

>Not sure where I am

>Must have been one hell of a ride.

>The cosmos extends further than the eye can see.

>Behind me, the giant blue ball I call home.

>I'm standing on white rock.

"Is this the Moon?"

>I grab my throat before realizing that I heard my own voice in space.

>Screaming in victory. I jump over twenty five feet in the air.

>This has got to be a dream!

>It may be dark and lonely

>But so is my mother's basement.

>At least I'm the king of this world.

>I think I could get used to it here

>Of course that would be implying that I am alone.

>Implying that this world doesn't already has a ruler.

>Silly me

"Anonymous..."

>Her voice beckons to me

>Is it the voice of my beloved

>Or the voice of the woman who I fear?

>I only now realize that they're the same...

>Out of pale light she takes form before my eyes.

>no hooves.

>To what should have been my horror It is Vice Principal Luna. But not as she would normally appear.

>She wore a slinky yet elegant blue gown that no mortal could afford.

>The thin fabric giving life to the curves she normally hides.

>Her shoes and crown must have been made of diamonds.

>Her hair had a life of its own, sparkling like starlight as it drifted without wind.

>She floated in the air, unbound by weakened gravity.

"A warm welcome to you, Anonymous."

>This seems familliar

>Yep. Season 3 Episode 6...

"Vice Principal Luna? Why are you dressed like this? You're not a princess."

>She approaches me as she speaks; still regal yet lacking the edge I'm accustomed to.

"You would be mistaken. But I hope not disappointed..."

>Nervous, yes. Scared? Most definitely! Disappointed?

>My boner would have to disagree.

"How could I be? When perfection stands before my eyes."

>I couldn't believe the words were coming out of my mouth.

>I am face to face with a woman who utterly humiliated me.

>Yet I felt them with every fiber of my being.

"You flatter us with your overestimation. Perfection has neither lack nor want, we are cursed with both."

>Gone is the royal 'we' as she drops to the ground.

>Her tone softens further as she speaks.

>Delicate as a flower.

>Dripping like the sweetest of honey.

>Did this Luna take vocal lessons too?

"Which is why I brought you into my presence."

"What could you possibly want with me?

"I have lived many years- far longer than you'd imagine, but your earlier assumption was nonetheless correct."

"I don't remember making any assumptions."

"That I live a life of solitude. Much of it in complete isolation. That I have never known the touch of another."

>How did she- Oh yeah, as vivid as it all seems, this is a dream. She has access to all the knowledge I have-

"You assume much, even as we speak. This is a dream and I assure you that you are indeed asleep, but a better question to inquire would be who is dreaming thus?"

>So what is she saying? That she's entered my mind? Or that I'm in hers? Through what, her unicorn magic?

>The sheer notion of either is ridiculous!

>Yet I've heard worse.

>Like a girl disappearing through a mirror in front of our school.

>A mirror controlled by the movements of the moon...

>Her statuesque figure stands mere inches away from me.

>Her eyes locked to mine as if staring into my soul.

"So what is it that you want from me?"

>Even in whoever's dream this is- I can't read the situation.

>She takes me by the hand.

>Her skin is softer than clouds.

>In a flash we're on a veranda.

>Behind me is a garden terrace. And in the distance, a kingdom below

"Is this Canter-

>It couldn't be...

>She silences me with her finger.

>The doors to the castle swing wide of their own accord.

>Across the massive chamber is her bed.

>I stand slack jawed, as she approaches it.

"I am great in this place, but my sister is greater still. See how the world adores her."

"Envy once lead me to believe taking her position would bring my soul peace, but it was not to be.

"So I travelled in search of anyone to call my own."

"All of Equestria are her willing subjects..."

>A sudden desperation was in her voice as she choked back tears.

>As if her life, and possibly others depended on it.

"Will you alone..."

"... be mine Anonymous?"

>There are no words. All I knew is that I felt blood pounding in two places and I was worried the wrong one would explode.

"So wait- you are from Equestria."

"It is as you say."

"So you're a pony?"

>"I've retained this form for your convenience." I assume it is acceptable?"

>She's staring down at my flag at full mast.

>Guess she at least knows that much about sex.

> Part of me wishes she was the pony.

>I'm not about to screw this up though...

"You need not answer this time, Anon."

>She playfully mocks me.

>Bygones are bygones at this point.

>She sits on her bed

"Now come "

>Her half lidded eyes set me on fire. I could do nothing but follow.

Standing before my princess, she laid back on the bed.

>One knee in the air. The other as far as it could be spread.

>The translucency of her dress revealing her panties underneath.

>Black and blue, made of lace.

"I beg for your embrace. Like a mare in heat."

"This is it. I thought to myself."

>Looks like it's about to get good.

>Right about now comes the foul smell of onions.

>A vaguely Scottish voice uttering the three words I've come to fear.

>"Playtime is Ogre!

>Then I shoot wide awake.

>Panting in a cold sweat.

>With the stinging shame of feeling a sticky fluid in my boxers.

>But as my lips descended to meet hers there was no distraction.

>No interruption as our tongues entwined.

>She broke our embrace to reassure me.

"This is my dream. It will end as I deem it."

>Then she pulled me down for another taste.

>I doubt we were any good at this.

>Even in our wildest fantasy, our inexperience was evident.

>But low expectations means, everything is better than expected.

>My hands ran down her thighs. From her peaked knees, to the valley that lay between.

>Its river already burst its banks.

>Her panties were soaked clear though, as glistening fluids oozed down her thighs.

>It sparkled like moonlight over still waters.

>I stoked at her slit though them, while her hips bucked at the slightest pressure.

>Her moans and pants a symphony played by a mere amateur.

>I took hold of a breast and sucked away as I parted her panties to the side

>As I plunge two of them in. She screams.

>OhshitwhatdidIjustdo?

>As I lower my face to check, I am drowned in her juices.

>Her entire body goes rigid.

>Its like my fingers were crushed in a vice.

"Did I hurt you, my Princess?!"

>Such a damn noob.

>It takes a few moments before she catches her breath, and I can withdraw.

>I put them in my mouth. Not sure if due to the pain, or just to taste her dew.

>It was sweet like chocolate and graham... with a marshmallow filling.

>"What was that?" She exclaims still shuddering from impact.

"I believe you just came."

>"Came? But I'm already here." She didn't even coming is, much more how to say it or what it felt like.

>It's like she hadn't even touched herself over the course of milennia.

>I suppose it would be beneath her...

>She really is a prude.

"I am unfamilliar.. with this 'came...' of which you speak."

>Wow, it's like I'm in the Vice Principal's office all over again. Though seeing her sprawled across her bed with one tit exposed, her panties wedged to the left, both thighs glistening with enchanted pussy juice, I felt a lot less embarrassed.

"It means that you just experienced an orgasm."

"Your princess approves of this 'orgasm'! In what other ways may we experience it?"

>Its gotten me thinking about the D.

>She hasn't laid a hand on me yet, and I'm wondering how I've held out this long.

>But I will endure.

>I must, for my princess.

"Get on all fours."

"I will do as you say, my lord."

>Even when submitting she knew who is in charge.

>I get behind her as she presents herself to me.

>My tongue flicks across her clit running through her folds.

>She gasps as it reaches her other hole.

"I believe you'll approve of this method as well."

>I start to rub her off as I eat her ass.

>How unbecoming of a princess, yet befitting of her most faithful subject?

>To perform an act so lowly.

>She writhes in sheer delight.

>She looks back at me, with nothing but lust in her eyes.

>There's no doubt that the orgasm will be doubled-

>I'm stopped dead in my tracks.

>Her hands are clutch the beadsheets.

>But something's got a hold of my dick.

>What the hell- not him!

>NO GOD, PLEASE, NO!

> NO! NO!

>YYYYEEEEEEEEEESSSSSSSSSSSSS!

>A blue aura engulfs my cock.

>She smiles wickedly as her magic does its job.

>She has no horn, but she's still got magic...

>And its working my rod in ways words can't describe.

>I can't hold on--

"Princess!!"

>I blow my load all over her pussy, ass and bed sheets.

>Ten seconds flat. Okay, maybe thirty...

>The shame rushes through my body.

>I have failed my Princess.

"Fear not Anonomyous." She announces rather triumphantly.

"I am the princess of the night.

>The blue aura lifts my seed off her body. Carrying it to her mouth.

>She swallows every drop.

"Thus it is my duty for you to... come... in my dreams."

>She obviously had to think carefully of that entendre. It only made it hotter.

"Now I don't recall requesting that you desist!"

>Yep, I hope this night lasts forever.

>Perhaps before it's over she'll show me...

>her true form.