Sweet Dreams (Are Made of These)

>You are princess Celestia.

>This was going to be interesting.

>You walk down to the sub-levels of the castle.

>Only guardsponies knew of this level.

>They were the only ones that really needed to.

>Another left and you were at the door to the dungeons.

>A lone guardspony watched the door.

>”Good afternoon Princess.” He says with a bow.

“Good afternoon guardspony…?”

>”Garrison, mam.”

“Ah.  Has the watch gone well?”

>”Nothing to report of note, princess.”

“Good.  I need to access the dungeons and be sure to keep my whereabouts secret.”

>”Absolutely, princess.”

>He opens the door and you thank him.

>There were many cells down here.

>Not many have been actively used in ages, though.

>They’re kept clean just in case.

>At most they’re used to scare petty thieves and house the occasional drunk until they sober up.

>But this…

>This was a special occasion.

>It was imperative that the cell you were looking for was secure and nopony knew of its…occupant.

>Another minute of walking, and you’re there.

>You open the door to a pitch black cell.

>No windows, no candles.

>Just stone and chain to keep “him” secure.

>A crystal adorns each corner.

>With a cast of simple magic, they illuminate the cell completely.

>There “he” is.

>This creature that only you and Luna knew about, that was kept in a cell that all others were strictly forbidden from entering under the guise of contamination.

>You’re clever if nothing else.

>You were loose with designating it as a he, if only because you could see his maleness, being stricken of his clothes.

>But otherwise, he was something to be feared, at least until you could “coax” information out of him.

>Which brings you to now.

>This was not something you had done in over a millennia, but you knew what to do.

>The worst part was…part of you looked forward to it.

“Arise.”

 

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>He looks up at you nonchalantly.

>And does nothing.

“I said get up.”

>You cast you magic on his chains and tug them.

>You couldn’t affect him directly, or this would’ve been taken care of already.

>No, you had to be creative with him.

>And you loved it.

>Magic sometimes was so passé.

>To have to think outside of the box, as they say, was invigorating.

>He was shackled just above each hand and just above each foot.

>The chains were long and slack, so he could move if he so pleased to a point.

>But he just sat there defiantly.

>The tug, however, managed to send the message.

>As he stood up fully, you have to steel yourself not to step back.

>He was certainly a large one.

>In fact, it was one of the few times you had to actually look up at another standing individual, albeit slightly.

>One reason you feared him, just because of his size and seeming ignorance of magic he could be a serious threat if he so chose.

>The other …

>”Hello Celestia.”

>His tone.

>It was ice cold.

>He showed no care whatsoever for your title or that you controlled his fate.

>If he would at least divulge more about himself and not act so imposing, you would be more than happy to give him a chance.

>You smack him with a fore hoof.

“You will address me as –Princess- Celestia.”

>He turns his head back slowly, grinning all the while.

>”But of course….Celestia.”

>You hit him again, harder.

>Normally you’d be concerned using such force and seriously harming another.

>With him, it didn’t seem to have any noticeable effect.

>A chance to cut loose.

>He still grins.

>You return the gesture.

>Oh how you’ve wanted this.

“You realize you could make things much easier on yourself if you simply cooperated and gave me what I asked, yes?”

>”But what fun would that be?”

>He wanted fun?  

>Best not to let him down.

>You grab the chains with magic and force them to pin him to the wall splayed out.

>Next you grab a whip that was placed on the wall next to the door.

>A favorite of yours.

>It’s been some time since you’ve used it, you hope you aren’t out of practice.

>You lash with it using your telekinetic grip.

>A light welt appears across his chest.

>You haven’t forgotten.

>As if it was only yesterday that you brandished it.

>He winces ever so slightly, then smiles.

>”Now we’re talking.”

>Surely he did not…

>Very well then.

>You lash three more times at various points on the torso.

“Is this fun for you still?”

>The marks are there, just as his smile.

>Another few strikes.

>He reacts to all of them, but not how you want him to.

>One more crack catches him across his cheek.

>That did away with the smile.

“I thought you might not enjoy that.”

>You smirk.

>Then he chuckles.

>And turns his head.

>”Oh don’t worry princess, I’m more than capable of turning the other cheek.”

>He’s sick.

>But that means more fun for you.

>You let the tension off his chains.

>He takes a step forward.

>This creates enough of a gap from the wall.

>You lash the whip out, but this time you let it wrap a few times around his neck.

>And yank him stumbling forward to his hands and knees.

>Not giving him a chance you bring your front hooves up and press them on his back.

>He’s lying flat on the floor now.

>A much more fitting position.

“See? That wasn’t so hard.  I knew I could break you in and teach you manners.  I mean, prostrating before the princess?  How endearing of you.”

>You shift your weight a bit onto him more.

>Then you step back with one hoof and keep the other slack on his back.

>He attempts to push himself up slowly, but you cut him off by putting a firm hoof on the back of his head.

“Ah ah ah. You’re not done yet showing your reverence toward me.”

>You dangle the hoof in front of his face and remove your cuff.

“Why don’t you put that sharp tongue of yours to actual use?”

>He stares at your hoof, then slowly grabs it with a hand and begins to lick it.

>Impressive how quickly he catches on.

>He licks the front, around the lip, and underneath all in one motion.

>This is quite nice, you’ve not had this treatment before.

>It’s a shame he’s too dangerous to release, he would make a fine pet.

>Then again, pets should be contained…

>You grin widely at this thought as he continues to slather your hoof.

>It’s disgusting thinking about how his drool coats it, yet arousing that you’ve reduced him to this.

“What a good boy.  You know, if anything you should thank me for allowing you the privilege of sampling me like this.”

>He laughs.

>”I’ve ‘sampled’ better from garbage cans.”

>Oh he will pay for that.

>You quickly press the hoof into his skull and force him to the floor,

>A few good turns should drive the point.

“Insolent welp! I could crack your skull and think nothing of it.”

>”Were it so easy…” He says through gritted teeth.

>You let off of him.

>As he gets up, you notice that member of his has become taut and rigid.

“Well despite your best efforts it seems your little ally has betrayed you.”

>”Don’t flatter yourself.”

“Drop the charade.  It’s obvious to me that you have become enamored with me. “

>You turn around and take a few slow steps forward and sway your hips as you do.

>That should be far enough.

“Come and get me…”

>He roars out.

>His fingers come within an inch of your flank.

>However, the chains hold fast at their maximum length.

>He strains and grunts, no doubt wishing to tear into you, but not out of passion.

>You taunt him.

“I thought you wanted to make me your helpless little prey, but I guess I was mistaken.”

>A buck from your hooves stammers him back a few steps.

>You snap the whip around just above the left foot and pull his leg out from under him.

>He lands hard on his back.

>You take this opportunity to stand over him, clasping the chains down so he can’t move as you straddle him.

“You pathetic gnat!  You honestly believe I would let you simply take me?  What makes you think you are even worthy to look upon me, let alone touch me?!  I should snuff you out right here. It’s only fitting that you should have to look upon me from such a lowly position.”

>You let off the magic and place a hoof on his throat.

>He clasps it with his hand.

“Beg me for mercy….”

>He gnashes his teeth and mutters something.

>You lean closer.

“What was that?  It sounded as though you wished for me to end you.”

>He mumbles again and you lean closer.

>”…Gotcha…”

>You can’t react as he’s too fast and strikes your horn hard with his other hand.

>The sudden jolt sends a shock through your body, only to be interrupted by a jerking motion from your leg.

>His other hand clasped firm, he pulls you in close.

>An appendage places itself on your chest.

>You’re sent flying back against the wall by a powerful thrust of just one of his legs.

>By the stars, where did that strength come from?

>Your horn struck the wall as well, inhibiting you from using your magic to restrain him.

>You hear him strain and look to see him furiously pull on his on chain.

>What a futi-

>It snaps at the wall.

>Perhaps you should have had those checked…

>He looks at you with a menacing smile.  

>You rise up to meet him, but before you can cast, he whips the chain at you and wraps it around your neck.

>He’s manic.

>Oh dear…

 

 

>You are Anon.

>And you’ve always wanted to do this.

“GET OVER HERE.”

>Yanking the chain hard reels her in toward you.

>She has no time to react as you wrap your arms around her chest and heave her into another wall.

>She yells in pain, but this was only the beginning.

>You pin her hard to the wall and grab her horn so that she can’t teleport away.

>She is upright, thus giving you all the leverage over the slender pony.

“Well now isn’t this an interesting turn of events.”

>”Release me you cretin!”

“Oh nonono, I couldn’t do that, I haven’t had my fun yet.”

>You sniff her from her chest to her neck in one long huff and shudder.

“That stench…so delicious…is that fear I smell?”

>”Better than you smell…” she says with a defiant grin.

>Your smile wraps around your head as you pull her from the wall, turn her, and slam her stomach against it.

>You spread her legs to lower her slightly and line your throbbing erection with her vagina.

>You whisper gently into her ear.

“This will not be over quickly.  You will not enjoy this.”

>Her eyes widen slightly then completely as you enter her hard.

>You thrust slowly but methodically in and out.

>She is yelping and grunting with each push.

“You whorse, you’re enjoying this aren’t you?”

>”Now who’s *hrk* flattering *hng* who?”

>You laugh and continue to work.

>”You were…right about one *gasp* thing.  This is…this isn’t enjoyable….Imeanhonestly *squeak* is this the best you can do?”

>Unfortunately for her, no.

>You tighten your grip on her horn and pull her head back.

>Next you take a finger and trace her puffy little pucker and she shrieks.

“Take a guess where he’s going?  I’ll give you a HINT.”

>You jam two fingers into her butt.

>She wales like a banshee.

>You work her over and over and over, her legs giving out long ago and you alone supported her.

>The fingers give you the leverage that you need.

>The floor is practically flooding below you two.

>With one gloriously hard thrust, you cum fully into her.

>She moans and you let out a guttural roar.

>Your legs lock and you both pant, using the wall as support.

“…Flawless victory…”

>You’re about to address Celestia when something catches your peripheral vision.

>Princess Luna and Twilight Sparkle are standing at the open doorway.

>You and Celestia look like deer in the headlights.

“Uh………It’s exactly what it looks like.”

>Luna speaks

>Oh crap…

>”And just what in TARTARUS IS THAT?”

>You and Celestia both wince and whine at her voice which reverberates off the stone.

>”Luna… please not so loud I thought we went over this?”

>”Sister, you currently have the human Anonymous buried in you twice over, yet you wish to speak to me about formality?!”

>”Th-that’s not the point! What are you two even doing here???”

>”We WERE looking to get your opinion on one of Starswirl’s research notes and when we could not find you, we asked the guards until we came upon the guardspony Garrison.”

>You whisper to Celestia.

“I thought he was going to keep your location a secret?”

>Luna cuts off Celestia as she tries to address you.

>”When a guard is questioned by royalty of equal stature, they are expected to br-WILL PLEASE YOU REMOVE YOURSELF FROM OUR SISTER?!?!”

>DAMN that’s loud!

>You quickly tug yourself from Celestia with two audible pops, followed by the splashing of sex on the ground.

>Luna looks away in disgust while you two dust yourselves off.

>”….w-wha..”

>You forgot about Twilight, whose mouth is agape with tears in her wide eyes.

“Twilight, uh, I can explain.  You see, uh… well the princess here…we were talking an-“

>”-I wanted to get to know Anonymous better, s-so we met in priva-“

“Simply to talk.  Just.  Talking. But then we grew….”

>”Closer and found that w-we…we had things in common and I had a…a favor…to ask.”

“One thing lead to another...”

>Twilight is still speechless so Luna speaks up.

>”And you came *hurk* to the dungeon because?...”

“….It’s kinky?”

>You both squee.

>You didn’t know you could do that.

>Luna shakes her head slowly and turns around.

>”If you’re finished …can we please just purge this moment entirely and work on these notes?”

>Celestia and yourself can’t speak fast enough in agreement as she levitates your clothes over and you dress yourself.

>Twilight stutter steps around and woozily begins to follow Luna.

"Oy vey that was awkward.  I didn't even hear them come in."

>"Neither did I. I knew I should've just teleported into the dungeon."

"Oh well, could've been worse."

>"How so?"

".....Maybe not...."

>"For what it's worth, that was simply incredible."

"I know right?  I'm sorry if I got too rough there, I didn't think I'd get that into it."

>"No no you were fine, great even.  I loved how forcefully you took control."

"I was just ad-libbing honestly, I wasn't sure how rough I should be.  How's your neck?"

>"A little sore but it'll be fine. And yours?  I hope I didn't hurt you with my hoof."

"Nah it was good, I can't believe how much I was enjoying that though."

>She smirks at you

>"I'll have to remember for nex-"

>"WE CAN STILL HEAR YOU!"

>Jeeze...

>You both quickly catch up to them in awkward silence.

>It’s practically painful.

>Poor Twilight.

>You and Celestia exchange glances, blushing feverously, but she nods for you to console Twilight.

>You reach your hand down to pat Twilight’s head, she usually likes that.

>Unfortunately it was also the same hand that you went turd spelunking with.

“Twilight I-“

>”AHHHHH! AH AH AH AHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!”  

>She snaps her head away and bolts off.

>Right into a wall.

>She’s out cold with a thud.

>Celestia is mortified and you feel terrible.

>Luna looks at you both, then Twilight, then you again deadpanned.

“I-I’ll get her…”

>You pick her up under your other arm.

>Celestia smacks a hoof to her face.

>Next time you’re locking the doors yourself…