My Little Slaves - Chrysalis 6

Chrysalis Domination pt. 6 - Sprawling Odyssey part 1
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Posted on Apr  8th, 2014
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>your name is Sprawling Odyssey
>you are a bronze unicorn mare, being led in chains to what you assume is the execution chamber
>the guards on either side of you stare straight ahead as they lead you down the stairs to the main cell block
>you try to slow a bit as you round a corner and see a few familiar faces
>Delirium, charged with seven counts of disturbing the peace, looks between the bars at you
>she looks... bored?
>Sparkle Shine looks like he's expecting a thrashing any second, eyes darting around his cage
>the guards shove you to get moving again
>Frostweaver turns his head to glare at you from the far corner of his cell
>you jump when a blue pony lunges against the bars
>she growls and barks like a hound as you pass
>and then you're here
>a wooden door is all that stands in the way of your doom
>the guard knocks on it, and its swings open easily
>you're shoved inside, tripping over the chains and landing face-first with a weak "oomph"
>you look up and around just in time to hear the door slam behind you
>a few things catch your eye
>the pools of green liquid, some thin strands dripping from the ceiling
>on the far table sit a collection of bottles, a few empty, along with a chalice and a bottle of wine
>and of course you can't ignore the towering creature in black and purple
>you can't make out his features, but from the way he stands, you'd have to guess he was smirking
>none of that can compare with the thing in the center of the room though
>chained by the neck, standing imperiously before you, is...
>Princess Celestia?
>her smile is warm and gentle, and for a moment it makes you forget all the atrocities of this forsaken place
>you move to approach her, unsure how you'll fight the brute to get to her
>but he doesn't move to stop you
>he just watches as you trot to bow before Her Radiance
>sweeping low, your horn almost touching the floor, you look up at her
"Princess. I... I don't know why they have allowed me to bask in your warmth once more, but hail."
>she beckons you closer and you obey without hesitation
>up close her smile seems sadder, more resigned
>"Sweet mare, now is no time to bow; I am Princess no more. I am here as a final comfort before you meet your fate. That is all."
>the hopeful little smile you had vanishes
>she's given up?
"My... my liege?"
>she lets out a resigned sigh and nods to the armored creature you passed
>"The mercy he has shown me is to keep me here, alive, that I might soothe you on your way to your fate."
>your shock is quickly giving way to anger now
>how dare that... that THING keep the rightful ruler like this?!
>your horn mirrors your anger, a glow starting at its tip
"Well then, I'll show him mercy as well, and make this quick!"
>"Wha- no!"
>you turn and fire a bolt of concentrated hate at him
>it slams into his chest and
>does absolutely nothing
>his smirk turns into a frown as he starts to advance on you
>"Wait, please! Do not harm her, she does not know!"
>the abomination slows, still glaring at you
>he looks over to your leader and huffs
>"Fine. That was her one, though."
>you can't help but feel a swelling adoration for your ruler alongside the fear and hatred for her captor
>when you turn back, she's staring at you intently, like you'd just done something very interesting rather than very stupid
>"Little one, I'm sorry. But I am resigned to my use here. As should you be."
>you stare into her eyes, not wanting to believe she's defeated like this
>but before you saw her, you were resigned to your fate
>you're quickly growing that way again
>"Let me comfort you. Close your eyes, now, and think of they that you love most. Pick the one for whom your heart calls. I will let you see them and bid them farewell."
>you never knew she had such a power
>but you obey without question
>how could you deny a boon from your Princess?


>you are Anon, and you are doing your best to keep a straight face
>luckily you've had some practice with the last few pones you've had brought down
>the mind-control magic Chrysalis uses was annoying when she'd try it on you
>but you're definitely beginning to see the appeal
>to her credit, even without it she's a masterful actress
>as she puts her silver tongue to good use, you appraise the scrawny mare she's working her wiles on
>she's a tiny little thing, long legs and ears, thin little body
>you catch a flash of her purple eyes as she levels her horn at you
>this trick works better, you find, when you're here to draw their hate
>it disappears into nothingness against your chest
>and just like usual, "Celestia" begs your mercy
>you can see her licking her lips at the adoration rolling off of her victim
>but she holds back
>discipline
>the only love she's allowed to take is when she's in her true form
>the last little pone who had their love drained before she completed the... procedure... had gotten a drop of Potion Nine on the tongue and sent back to their cell
>it was an informative experiment
>the guards had needed ear plugs for the two days before she was executed, she wailed so loud
>next time, you told Chrysalis, you would give her a taste instead
>that was almost three weeks ago, and she's been a perfect little pet since
>the small-framed little unicorn closes her eyes and sits obediently, waiting for her Princess to ease her mind
>the captive alicorn princess doesn't hesitate to deliver
>instead of the gentle golden glow you know Celestia possesses, an ill-looking green forms around her horn
>it wafts into Odyssey's ears, and with a flash of green fire, a pearl-white stallion takes Celestia's place
>when she opens them, she can hardly contain her glee
>her eyes are tinted green, unable to see the little inconsistencies and errors in her disguise
>the longer it continues, the less she'll care about what "he" looks like


>you close your eyes, obediently, and picture your beloved Stoic Sewman, his marble coat, his strong hooves, his soft eyes
>Celestia's magic washes over you, a powerful force
>it feels... off, somehow, but as the spell takes hold you reassure yourself
>it's just the strain of her captivity, a voice reminds you
>"Darling?"
>your eyes snap open
>Celestia is truly a goddess, to be able to grant you this
>you don't know how
>you don't CARE how
>he's here
>you fairly bowl him over as you rush to him, throwing your hooves around him
>it's been so long; you had heard he was captured a week after you left to join the resistance
>but here he is
"Stoic... Oh Stoic, sweet Celestia thank you, I thought I'd never see you again!"
>"No distance could keep me from you, sweetness."
>his eyes are the greenest shade of blue you've ever seen them
>it must be the tears in your eyes that make them seem that way, yourself tells you
>he leans in and kisses you, forcefully
>moreso than you're used to
>the way you've always wanted him to, a voice says, and you can't help but agree
>it's the passion of a couple separated by years and miles
>somewhere in the back of your head, someone points out that this is a strange thing for your executioner to allow
>but it's buried under a layer of pleasure as his hooves slide lower, pulling you close, so very close
>you have to break the kiss for air, finally
>unbidden, a question leaps from your throat
"Where have you been, loveliness? I'm so glad to see you, but how...?"
>he looks taken aback
>you've never seen a more handsome blush, or heard a more endearing stammer
>"I, er... that is, I've been fighting the good fight, you see. Resisting, being covert..."
>you nod, not comprehending but willing to accept
>"But I simply had to see you again,"
>he leans in for another kiss and you happily oblige
>who could turn down a handsome buck like him?