Dommy Mommy Mares (Anon x Daybreaker? x Nightmare Moon?)


                                            Prompt: 'How would Luna react to Anon dreaming about having a threesome with Nightmare Moon and Daybreaker? Hypothetically speaking, of course.'


                                            > "No."


                                            "Now, hear me out Lu-"


                                            > "Absolutely not. We will not have our dreams defiled by such... debauchery!"

                                            > the princess stomped her hoof, her left ear flicking sideways with annoyance

                                            > as hard as luna was trying to keep her cool, the vivid images that flashed behind her eyes sent unwanted chills down her spine and all the way to her tail, which threatened to rise ever-so-slightly

                                            > she was lucky that she'd caught the human before things had gotten out of hoof

                                            > well, more out of hoof than they already had

                                            > as was her nightly custom, luna had been wandering the dreamscape in search of ponies--or humans--that needed her

                                            > she'd believed she had seen it all before, truth be told, but nothing could have prepared her for the siren's call of anonymous's lecherous fantasies

                                            > to her, the dream had appeared as any other did when the princess's aid was requested: a bright, twinkling star in the fabric of dreams

                                            > she'd thought it curious at first--it was not often that she visited the human's dreams, despite his dwelling in the very same halls she patrolled every night

                                            > the man was secretive, mysterious, and difficult, to say the very least

                                            > that being said, she had a duty to fulfill, so into the dream she dove

                                            > luna had prepared something stoic and witty to say--her own little brand of harmless theatrics she entertained when she saw fit--but lost her voice when the fog cleared and she beheld anon's lustful delusion


                                            ///


                                            > "You little vermin. You absolutely miserable, sniveling whelp. You dog. Did you think we would simply let you walk away?"


                                            "Well, I thought tha-"


                                            > *WHIPCRACK*


                                            > the princess could scarcely believe what she was witnessing

                                            > anon was definitely tied to his bed, and definitely dressed only in his strange undergarments

                                            > yes, the very same she had seen draped lazily over his balcony some nights ago, which at the time had brought a curious redness to her cheeks

                                            > but this alone was not enough to sweeten the mare's muzzle now

                                            > what distressed her most was the tall spectre that strode along the edge of the bed, emitting a musk so thick luna nearly sheltered your nostrils with a hoof

                                            > the spectre was in her likeness; or rather, the spectre resembled the much-dreaded 'nightmare moon' of luna's haunted past

                                            > the false princess bore a devious, seductive smile and lazily hovered a riding crop over anonymous's bound figure

                                            > luna's first naive thought had been to free him, but a second glance told her the man was in no way being held there against his will

                                            > the wild, almost beastly grin that stretched across his face took her aback

                                            > she knew that he was no hostage, that this was no nightmare

                                            > yet still, the princess was not even afforded time enough to take in the absurdity

                                            > a few lashings later, another figure stepped out of the hazy dream shadows

                                            > luna's eyes flew open and her jaw slackened, aghast


                                            > "Dear sister, you wouldn't happen to be trying to break this poor human without me, would you?"

                                            > the alabaster mare's fiery mane seemed to scorch the scenery, brightening the surrounding void considerably; her half-lidded countenance betrayed the lust beneath


                                            > "Ah, Daybreaker--'Tis about time you joined us."

                                            > the white alicorn snorted, her bewitching hindquarters swaying side-to-side as she approached the bed

                                            > anonymous struggled meagerly against his restraints, though his eyes spoke of anything but fear


                                            "M-mistress- OOF!"


                                            > daybreaker slapped the human, letting slip a sadistic chuckle as he recoiled in pain

                                            > "Did I say you could speak, worm? Your mouth is good for one thing and one thing only..."

                                            > the mare trailed off, slipping a hoof under his chin to force his gaze

                                            > she neared his face and slithered her tongue out to caress his cheek

                                            > "Do you wish to serve, dog?"

                                            > anonymous nearly spoke again but, evidently remembering the sting of daybreaker's blow, eagerly nodded his head

                                            > "Good, good. Sister, are you ready?"


                                            > nightmare moon's likeness licked her lips, tossing the crop to the side

                                            > she approached the human's crotch, burying her muzzle between the man's legs and nudging his growing erection

                                            > "Yes, we've waited quite long enough, haven't we? If you are so eager to please, then you will be expected to perform beyond your ability. Are we clear?"

                                            > anonymous nodded once more

                                            > meanwhile, daybreaker gracefully leapt onto the bed, straddling the man

                                            > she spun around and regarded the man over her shoulder

                                            > "Now, we'll see how sorry you REALLY are."


                                            > "ANONYMOUS THE HUMAN!"


                                            > anon's eyes widened

                                            > at once, the two mares preparing to dominate the absolute fuck out of him vanished in a puff of smoke; in their place stood an incredibly flustered princess luna

                                            > no, flustered was probably the wrong word

                                            > sickened?

                                            > livid?

                                            > speechless?

                                            > ...interested?

                                            > the dream swirled, contorted, and threatened to cave in on its inhabitants; anonymous struggled in vain against his shackles, wanting nothing more than to chase after the big dommy-mommy mares that were about to rock his world


                                            "W-wait, wait wait wait, please! This is my first lucid dream in years! Please, wait!"


                                            ///


                                            > luna was suddenly brought back to the present

                                            > anonymous was sitting upright in his bed, having just awoken from what might have been the best dream of his adult life

                                            > the princess had somehow, in her dream-fueled rage, managed to simply appear in the man's room after the fantasy's expiration

                                            > he was currently attempting to explain the situation

                                            > actually, he was attempting to PERSUADE the princess to return him to the very thing she'd just escaped from


                                            "So, how about you just put me back in that dream and we just forget this ever happened?"


                                            > "We would sooner be stoned than willingly indulge your revolting tastes. Is this how you thank us for sheltering you, for feeding you, and for employing you? Do you lust after every mare that spares you a kind thought, Anonymous? We regret ever having considered you worthy of our presence, you..."

                                            > luna trailed off weakly as she looked at the man, who did not cower in the face of admonition, but almost embraced luna's scathing words

                                            > the blue alicorn was left feeling strangely... dirty

                                            > she thought back to the degrading insults the nightmare moon-like apparition had struck the man with over and over

                                            > he had... liked it, had he not?

                                            > anonymous coughed, twisting his head to the side and avoiding the princess's gaze

                                            > his pale skin gave way to an obvious red hue

                                            > was he

                                            > was he getting off on being berated?


                                            "Um..."


                                            > "N-not another word."


                                            "Yes ma'am."


                                            > "Luna! We are Luna, not ma'am!"

                                            > luna blushed as the human stuck his hands between his legs, a futile attempt to hide the budding erection that had unfortunately drawn luna's unwielding attention


                                            "Sorry! Look, we all have our demons, okay? Do I judge you for digging through my laundry when you think I'm not looking? Absolutely not! You didn't *have* to barge in on that, you know? Could have just kept walking, minding your own business. What's a man gotta do around here to get his cock shattered by two thick, leggy mares calling him worthless?"


                                            > luna nearly fainted

                                            > stumbling backward as though recoiling from a physical volley of the man's lewd remarks, luna's tender virgin ears flattened against her head and she reached for the door with her magic

                                            > she had seen quite enough for the night, and was left with much to reflect on

                                            > as her backside slammed against the wall her tail lifted unconsciously and she flung the door wide open before wrapping herself in a flash of blinding light and teleporting all the way to saddle arabia


                                            > anonymous clicked his tongue, staring defeatedly at his failing boner


                                            "Fucking mares."


                                            > hopping off the bed, the human whistled a tune and pilfered a well-worn copy of 'playcolt' magazine from under his pillow before stalking off to the bathroom