>The clock struck 5:30 P.M.
>It was time.
>You had to do your duty and wake up Princess Luna yet again.
>But tonight, you were going to have a bit of fun with her.
>The last time you were in the Princess' room, you had hidden something away deep in her closet.
>A set of large, heavy chain cuffs that you knew would hold her down.
>You were certain she would never find them.
>She only browses her closet to find fancy dresses for formal events.
>None were held in recent time.
>You made your way to her room, grinning devilishly.
>The guards, as per usual, let you in.
>The moon princess snored as the darkness of her chambers hit you.
>You knew where to go, what to get, and where it was.
>You rummaged through her closet, and felt something cold and metallic.
>There they were.
>You pulled out the chains, hoping the clanking noises they made didn't awaken the princess.
>You clasped each cuff on a corner of her bedpost, and made sure they were tightened.
>Then came the princess herself.
>She was on her back again, though this time she was under her covers.
>Not for long.
>You threw the sheets off of Luna's sleeping form, revealing her blue body beneath.
>You took each of her hooves and snapped them into the cuffs.
>You had made sure the chains would keep her absolutely still by getting her to try to roll over.
>She couldn't, but she stayed asleep.
>All conditions clear, you are ready for take off.
>You formed your hand into a fist again, then pointed out your index finger.
>You approached her soft, blue belly with your finger.
>Your finger made landing on her coat, and pressed against her belly.
"Beep."
>Unlike last time, Luna woke up immediately.
>"Ungh...Anonymous?"
>She shook her head.
>"Ah, time to assume my duties again."
>She tried to get out of her bed, but was restrained by the chains.
>"Huh?" She looked down her body and noticed the chains.
>And your finger in her stomach.
>"Anonymous, why am I in chains? And why is your finger where it should not be?"
"Because it can be."
>She pulls on the chains, but, despite her alicorn strength, it was futile.
>"How did-?"
>You skirt your finger across her belly, eliciting some squirming and giggling from her.
>"A-anonymous," she warns in between snickers, trying not to smile, "if you know what is best for you, you will release me NOW."
>Your finger continues to trace around her plush belly, until you pass a spot that makes her jump in her chains.
>There's that sweet spot you were looking for.
>You direct your finger towards her navel.
>She notices where you're pointing.
>"Anonymous, don't you DARE."
>You lower your finger bit by bit, pasting your best shit-eating grin.
"Oh no Luna, it seems I've lost control of my hand."
>Your finger inches closer to the scar on her stomach.
>"If you know what is best for you, you will cease your approach."
"It's getting closer."
>"Anonymous, stop."
"About to make contact."
>"Anonymous if you do not quit right now, I'll-!"
>Your finger shoots down into her belly button, and you begin your assault.
>"Anony-BWAHAHAHA!"
>She violently squirms, trying to escape your touch, but to no avail.
>Your index finger is doing God's work right now, rubbing up and down her navel at a furious pace.
>"A-HAHA-NONYMOUS! S-STOP!"
>Her cries fall on deaf ears as your tickle her furiously.
>"P-PLEASE, HAHAHA, ANONYMOUS!"
>Tears are streaming down her cheeks as your barrage effectively takes her down.
>The chains rattle loudly, but only signal a wasted effort.
>Deciding to go full-force, you take both of your hands and tickle her ribs and belly, along with her navel.
>Your fingers hit each sensitive spot, making Luna laugh and thrash even harder.
>She only continued to laugh as you glide across her body.
>Then, you decided to stop.
>You withdrew yourself from your assault.
>Luna is breathing heavily and sweating, tears still rolling down.
>"Pah...hah...are you finished, you delinquent?"
>You take one of her bottom hooves into your hands.
"No."
>You rub across her hoof at a quick pace with your fingers, again causing her to squirm in her chains.
>"N-NAH-NOOO! AHAHAHA!"
>Her wings flare and flap, trying to escape.
>That gives you an idea.
>You stop for a moment and reach over to one of her wings.
>You pluck off a feather.
>You don't give her time to react as you go back to tickling her hooves, except this time with the feather.
>The soft feather dances across her kicking hoof.
>"CEASE! MERCY!" Luna shouts out in between laughs.
>The chains rattle more as you move on to her other hoof, sliding the feather over it.
>"AHAHAHAHAHA!"
>She can't even form words anymore.
>Her hoof gets closer to hitting your face each time she kicks, but to no avail.
>To finish things up, you go back to her belly button and move the feather around in it.
>"ANONYMOUS, PLEASE! THAT'S THE MOST SENSITIVE SPOT!"
>You ignore her and move the feather back and forth in her navel.
>Her laughs are even louder than before, and her squirming is moving the entire bed.
>To make things even better, you lean down and set your mouth on her belly, and blow raspberries into it.
>Her sides swivel, but the resistance yields nothing.
>Deciding she's had enough, you stand up straight and toss the feather aside.
>You have reduced an all-powerful co-ruler of a nation into a laughing, crying fit.
>Her breaths are heavy and labored.
>"Ah...Anonymous...release me..."
>You do as you're told, figuring that the ordeal was over.
>The blue pony rolls off of her bed, and stares at you.
>"What drove you to such immature acts, Anonymous?"
"I had a goal and set my sights on it. You can't stop me from persevering."
>She continues to breathe deeply, but whatever punishment she had in store for you, she must have decided to forget about, as she made her way into her private bathroom.
"How's that for a wake-up call?"
>The door slammed shut.