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Fall of the Moon by Mastermind

By grapenut
Created: 2022-07-19 22:44:02
Updated: 2022-07-24 18:59:57
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    Fall of the Moon by Mastermind
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    https://desuarchive.org/mlp/thread/18024823/
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    https://desuarchive.org/mlp/thread/18136462/
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    https://desuarchive.org/mlp/thread/18283512/
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    https://desuarchive.org/mlp/thread/18470791/
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    https://desuarchive.org/mlp/thread/18544500/
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    https://desuarchive.org/mlp/thread/19019961/
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    https://desuarchive.org/mlp/thread/19168550/
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    https://desuarchive.org/mlp/thread/19619101/
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    https://desuarchive.org/mlp/thread/20298241/
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    https://desuarchive.org/mlp/thread/20394858/
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    https://desuarchive.org/mlp/thread/20842499/
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    https://desuarchive.org/mlp/thread/21059280/
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    https://desuarchive.org/mlp/thread/22893357/
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    https://poneb.in/LL9bqNez
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    Bit of a foreword:
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    Anon has been in Equestria for 5 years. He's trained his pets well. A wars with the Griffon Empire sparked after 2 years of hostilities and border disputes about 5 months ago. He Anon has just gotten home and is trying to spend some quality time with Pinkie Pie.
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    The green text that started it, but I didn't write...
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    And the first few greentexts by me were tongue in cheek
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    {
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    >Trixie comes into town to entertain NMM
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    >NMM is bored
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    >instructs anon to spice things up
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    >anon helps her put on a good show
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    >then rapes her mercilessly in front of NMM
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    >NMM is super jealous and tries to join in
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    >gets shot down, but only pouts
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    come on, writefags
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    }
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    _____________________________
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    >NMM asks guards to knock on Anon's Chamber's door and quickly leave
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    >Anon is interrupted playing with one of his pets
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    >Takes his time getting to the door
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    >no one is there
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    >guard reports to NMM her orders have been fullfilled
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    >NMM orders the guard to do it again
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    >guard knocks on anon's door a second time and quickly leaves
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    >anon pulls out a second time and approaches the door much more quickly
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    >finds no one at the door again
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    >anon's temper is rising
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    >he returns to his pet
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    >Guard only barely rounded the corner avoiding Anon opening his door
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    >Guard reports to NMM that he carried out the order again
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    >NMM orders him to do it again, and this time louder, with more knocks
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    >guard accepts the but his nerves are showing.
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    >NMM continues to pout
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    >guard proceeds down the hallway to anon's chamber
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    >he listens at the door
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    >the hard wood mutes any sound that may be coming from the other side
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    >shaking the Guard lifts his hoof up to the door
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    >He knocks very quickly, turns and sprints down the hall way
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    >looking over his shoulder he sees the beast >Anon is looking right at him
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    >Anon is only wearing a shirt
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    >Guard can see he was in the middle of something......
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    >Anon's eyes trace quickly to the Guard's flank exposed
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    >the guard rounds the corner, heart ready to burst from his chest, he doesn't stop till he reaches NMM's quarters
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    >prays he won't be ordered to return
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    >anon slams his door so forcefully the "toys" on his walls shake a little.
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    "Pinkie, you're going to have to sleep in your chambers tonight, I have business with a guard."
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    >he's getting dressed
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    >"awwww but I didn't even get to Come."
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    >anon ignores her complaint and finishes getting dressed
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    >Escorting Pinkie to her chamber's he hastily tells her to sleep well as he pulls to door shut
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    >he mutters to him self something about having taken care of this problem already
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    >He composes himself and heads off to NMM's Royal Suite.
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    >the guard reaches NMM
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    >she is still clearly pouting
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    >but he knows better than to mention it
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    >or even let his face acknowledge it
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    >he tells her that he knocked on Anon's door, quickly left the hall, and saw Anon looking down the hall after him as he was returning to give his report
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    >NMM sniffs a little and thanks the guard for his service, and that he'll be greatly rewarded
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    >NMM has stopped pouting and is giving the guard a sultry look
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    >The guard shifts uncomfortably still at attention, waiting for what he assumes will be to repeat his last order a 4th time
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    >NMM continues to stare, and after a uncomfortably long silence says that the guard may go
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    >As quickly as possible, while still maintaining his composure the guard thanks The Goddess and leaves
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    >once out side the room he sprints down the hallway towards the guards quarters
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    >unfortunately for the guard, its the same direction as Anon's chambers
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    >as He gets to the end of the hall a lumbering and clearly flustered Anon comes barreling around the corner.
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    >nearly tumbling over the guard
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    >Anon looks down cursing loudly
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    >sees the guard, and sees the familiar Cutie Mark.
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    >it looks like a mat you'd place infront of a door, except with a shield and cross swords on it
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    >Fury visibly fills his face
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    "What are you doing here!!!"
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    >The guard can almost feel the heat coming off of the strange creature
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    >"N-n... J-Just making my rounds Sire, are you in need of anything?"
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    >Trying to play it cool, that'll work right?
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    >Anon isn't having it
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    "Don't you lie to me you insufferable bastard! WHY WERE YOU KOCKING ON MY DOOR!!!"
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    >Anon kicks the guard from the side, landing a blow between his two back legs.
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    >the guard keels over in pain gasping.
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    >Anon removes the guards helmet and grabs his mane, dragging him back down the hall to NMM's chambers
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    >Approaching NMM's door Anon slows down and trys to compose himself
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    >Mustn't look to disheveled for his "Queen"
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    >He calmly knocks on the door and almost immediately the door opens, and a familiar cooing voice invites him in
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    >Anon pushes the door open and with as much force tosses the guard into the room
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    >He then calmly walks in and greets NMM
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    "Good evening my queen, I seem to have found another guard nosing around my pets."
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    >He gives another hard kick in the guards gonads, smashing one of them against the stone floor
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    "I was in the middle of my work with one of them this time."
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    >He kicks again, this time a bit more nonchalantly
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    >The guard's eyes are filled with tears of pain, dry heaving he looks up to Anon, his eyes pleading for mercy, in to much pain to speak
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    >He looks back into the guards eye's where there is none to be found
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    "Do you know what happens to stallions like you?"
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    >The guards eyes fill with horror and sputters out some kind of protest
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    >Anon kicks again, interrupting what ever he might have said
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    >NMM Smiles mischievously as Anon focuses on the guard
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    >"He's right you know," says NMM "We can't allow this to go unpunished..."
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    >The guard looks back to NMM in horror and starts to say "B-bu-"
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    >He's cut off by another WHAP to his now deflated ballsack
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    >NMM giggles as her horn lights up
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    >The Guard is suddenly surrounded by a dark blue shimmer
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    >Anon's attention is drawn up to NMM, who is casually sitting on a pile of pillows
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    >She has a wide toothy grin, showing her fangs
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    >Anon knows what's about to happen
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    >NMM Lifts the guard into the air with her magic, who begins to grunt as the it's effects start to show
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    >This however, is not what Anon expected
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    >The Guard's body begins to shift and contort in abhorrent ways, illiciting a few stifled screams from the pathetic thing
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    >Anon can see that his body is becoming smaller, so much so that the armor on his back slips off
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    >His snout rounds and his body curves
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    >The guard's body reshapes, cracking violently in some places
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    >Another scream actually escapes the guards mouth this time
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    >Its blood curdling
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    >This is when Anon see's whats actually happening.
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    >Between the guards legs, the sad, bruised, swollen sack Anon had been kicking was shrinking
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    >In fact it was sinking into the guard's body
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    >NMM begins to laugh, and drops the newly formed mare to the stone floor
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    >"I'll have another guard come along and put her in her place." She coo's "Will there be anything else you require of me"
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    >She whisks her tail through the air, giving Anon the same look she gave the guard earlier
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    >Anon stares at the mare, still showing a bit of anger in his countenance, not looking at NMM
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    "Actually Nightmare, I have a better Idea for this one. His-" Anon corrects himself, "Her punishment should fit her crime."
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    >His eyes narrow in as he smiles at the idea
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    >He turns to the queen and asks
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    "Can you force her body into Heat? Permanently?"
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    >The Nightmare's toothy smile widens...
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    >Her horn flares with magic again as the mare is engulfed in the familiar shimmer
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    >Anon looks on, waiting for the magic work its..... magic
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    "Are we still on for tomorrow morning Nightmare?"
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    >"Of course ogre, Ensure that you are presentable."
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    "Of course...."
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    >The notion that NMM still believed her most faithful servant an oaf, calling him ogre
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    >It was demeaning to say the least
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    >He'd learned to ignore it for the most part
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    >There were more important things to focus on
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    >But after the diplomats arrive, and the treaty is signed Anon will finally be able to relax...
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    >NMM sets the mare down again, who appears to have passed out, or knocked unconscious by the ordeal
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    "Very well then, I thank you for your blessing upon this cretin."
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    >With that, Anon grabbed the unconcious mare by the mane again and left the room dragging her behind him.
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    >Anon reaches his the door to his chambers
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    >Dragging turned out to be more work than it was worth, as he decided to carry the mare
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    >Turned out to be the easier option
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    >Once inside, he approached a one of the few stockades on the far end near the window
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    >Anon places the mare within the restraints and turns the rear of the apparatus to the face the window
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    "A gentle breeze will be your only respite, cunt."
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    >Anon turns away to his collection of "toys"
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    "Ball gag, Tail Tie, Horn Nullifier, Iron Glove" He murmurs to him self as he browses the rest of his instruments, pondering further options for his plan.
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    >Behind him a new little filly lets out a high pitch gasp as she comes to
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    >Anon turns to greet her
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    "So you're going to need a name...." He says tilting his head to the side. He Continues "Also, I suggest you savor these breaths of air, they are the last you'll be taking through the mouth for a long while..."
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    >He looks back at the mare's Cutiemark, seeing it has been altered slightly
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    >It is still a doormat, but it no has the words "Please Sir" written across it.
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    >Looking at the mark intently he slips a black ring on to the former guards horn
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    "You know, I'm not sure if NMM thought of this or Magic willed it to be, but I think you already have a name, Doormat.."
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    >The mare looked up at Anon, tiny teardrops forming in the corners of her eyes
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    >Anon slips on a chain mail glove methodically not looking at her
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    >Opening her mouth, in a very distraught voice she says "Please sir, I was only following her orders, please you must unde-"
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    >Anon brings the back of his hand down to the side of Doormat's muzzle
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    "Your voice will not be tolerate Doormat, you are here to pay for your crime."
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    >With this he grabs her by the horn and forces the ball gag into her snout.
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    "There we are," he says tightening the straps behind her head, through the stockade. "No more unnecessary noises."
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    >He then directs his attention to her tail, wrapping the leather around its base and tying the slack to the ball gag straps.
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    >Anon then squats infront of her, coming down to eye level, and rubbing his hand through her mane, scratching her ears
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    >She clearly is receptive to this grunting a little and trying to mover her head to get more attention from the hand
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    >This puts pressure on her tail, causing her eyes to expand with confusion
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    "I know how you're feeling," he says gently, a mischievous glint in his eyes "I know how badly you want some stallion, any stallion, to just rut and breed you. I've helped my pets through it many times." He winks at her.
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    "And let me tell you something Doormat, from what they tell me, its the best rutting they've ever had, and I'd have to agree, the feeling is mutual."
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    >He smiles at her again rubbing her back, rubbing up against her erect tail
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    "But you know what," He stops rubbing, "I'm afraid that's something you won't be getting."
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    >Her eyes glaze over at this realization, Anon leans in close enough to her ear so she can feel his breath
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    "Ever."
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    >Anon quickly ends his caressing and touch of the mare, looking down on her
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    "Now for a rule or two, One: You are not to speak to Octavia when she tends to you. Two: When I'm sleeping, or engaging with my pets you are to remain completely quite, or your punishment will become worse. Other than that you're free to do what you will." Anon smirks at the notion of doing "anything" in a stockade."
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    >He turns away, yawns, begins removing his clothing, and once he's in the flesh collapses into his bedding.
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    "Good night Doormat."
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    >And with that his body quickly enters sleep, leaving the mare, and her increasing sex drive to fester by the window
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    >A gentle breeze finds its way into the room, and brushes Doormat's rabidly moistening pussy, She squeaks
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    >She does her best to stifle each squeak as the wind picks up through the night.
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    >Anon stirred in his sleep, some dream about Celestia, and one of their prior sessions...
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    >His eyes flicker open and he can see the dull rays of the sun peaking through the window as the sun slips back behind the mountains
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    >Ever since he convinced NMM the lack of the sun would mean ruin for the empire, he seemed to wake up at the same time every morning
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    >Not with out compromise of course, it doesn't rise above the mountains, and the empire sleeps through the day, and rises with the moon...
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    >Sitting up and rubbing the sleep from his eyes, he turns to look back and the window and then his new "ward" Doormat
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    >She was slumped in her restraints, likely passed out from fatigue last night.
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    >Anon chuckled to him self and stood from his bed
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    >He then began retrieving his ceremonial military garb
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    >Fastening clasp after clasp, around his legs, arms and chest
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    >He then retrieved his sword, Celesteel, a tongue in cheek name that apparently caught on with the populous.
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    >Placing his ornamental helm atop his head, he heard an EEP from behind him
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    >Doormat appears to have merely been resting, as the outside air was playing with her sex
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    "Pleasant evening Doormat? I'll suppose you should know I'll be gone for a while. Keep to your self if you will, the Griffon diplomats, as you're likely aware, are arriving today. So make your self at home. You'll see me later this evening."
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    >He gave her another smirk and exited into the hall.
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    "Octavia," She was waiting to the right of his door, "Tell me if the mare in my room tries to speaks with you when you get around to feeding her."
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    >"Yes Sire, The Queen is in the Royal Court awaiting your arrival."
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    "Thank you Octavia, I anticipate being occupied the entirety of the day, please have Applejack in my room an hour before sunrise."
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    >She bows and heads off to begin her duties. "Good luck with the negotiations, Sire."
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    'Impeccable,' anon thinks, 'Never misses a morning,'
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    >Anon's stride down the hall was tall and elated
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    >He'd never admit it, and you'd never even see it in his face, but the vanity of being decked out in custom armor was amazing
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    >It made Anon feel empowered, and he noticed the effect it had on his troops on the war front
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    >So to say he held him self in high regard when wearing this armor was an understatement
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    >Especially with his Celesteel, the white blade had fell many foes in Anon's hand
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    >Suffice to say, he was ready for the Griffon diplomats
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    >Finally though, Anon Reached the Royal Court, NMM's toothy grin greeted him as he approached his
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    place next to her
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    >Bowing to her, he sat down in his decorated throne to her left
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    "Have they arrived yet Nightmare?"
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    >"Not as of yet ogre, if they delay much longer we'll have to show them the consequence of such disrespect to their Goddess"
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    >Anon nodded, but internally flinched at the term 'ogre' again
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    "Thanks again for last night, I'd be no where with out you my queen."
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    >"Anything for my Champion. My Beast." She cooed the last part and turned to look slyly at Anon
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    >He didn't meet her gaze, causing NMM to look away quickly, with a very noticeable "hmph"
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    >"Did you have fun with your new play mate," She asks coldly
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    "I don't plan on playing with it," he says casually, "Only to punish."
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    >"I see, she says."
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    >A long silence passes
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    >NMM's horn flares with magic, and the sun's last rays disappear beneath the horizon and the Moon takes it's place in the sky
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    "Weren't they supposed to be here at Moonrise?"
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    >"Indeed," she says "its a shame, we'll have to amend the treaty." She giggles
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    >They waited in silence for some time
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    >Eventually the doors at the end of the Court opened and four very disheveled griffons briskly crossed the length of the all to NMM's Throne Rise
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    >They bow and one of them says "Begging your pardon your majesty," He's clearly out of breath, "It seems the moon Rises earlier in your kingdom than we knew"
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    >Anon sees Nightmare smirk
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    >"Greetings, honored guests," She says, in a regal voice Anon rarely hears, "It is wonderful to have you here in the Capital"
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    >Two of the griffons were eying Anonymous, and he decides to speak
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    "Bringing and end to this bloodshed has been a long time coming, I am pleased to have you here as well"
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    >"Guards...!" NMM calls to them from an adjoining corridor. Four enter levitating some pillows in front of the emissaries
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    >One of the two is still looking at Anon, a near expressionless gaze. That annoyed him
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    "Shall we begin."
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    ~~~
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    >The hours crept by slowly. Revisions needed to be reviewed, ensuring both drafts read the same
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    >Nightmare was insisting with each section that the Griffons openly acknowledged that they knew the meaning of said section, and that they "Understood their place"
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    >Anon spoke up occasionally citing his experiences on the front lines, regarding the out comes of certain battles, and where the border was/will be upon signing.
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    >Eventually, late into the end of the night, morning was only a few hours away, Nightmare Moon finally said "Well, everything looks to be in order, except of course for this Evening's infarction. Your Tardiness. Such disrespect must be atoned"
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    >Anon looked over at his queen, curious about her motives...
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    >"We will therefor amend the end of the treaty with an ordered Execution for the Final Blood of the war. From one of you four"
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    >Horror overcame the diplomats' faces,
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    >"Please choose quickly."
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    >They looked from one to another, defeat flowing out of their body language
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    >The war would soon end, and one of these griffons would be it's final death.
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    >Anonymous exhaled
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    >Anonymous was remembering the war
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    >While he proudly fought for his seat of power, he never reveled in the blood lust. He merely served his queen, and was protecting is pets
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    >But death was death, and blood was blood, Anon couldn't find a way to glorify it
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    >He merely lead his troops
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    >The Griffons don't even speak, they look away as the head Diplomat stands. Its clear he's the eldest, frayed feathers
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    >"I-" he begins to speak but another one, jumps forward, the same that had his gazed fixated on Anon, and speaks "My life will be enough to keep the peace."
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    >The elder griffon looks to this one, dismayed by this youth's offering
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    >The younger griffon to the eldest diplomat, "To keep the peace, the last thing we need is our most venerable and favored leader killed at the discussion of peace. Let me end the bloodshed."
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    >The elder begins, "You fo-"
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    >Nightmare Moon cuts him off, "Very well, OGRE, please carry out the execution, and we can sign the treaty in his blood."
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    >Anon stood and drew his white blade carefully. Contemplating what he'd just been ordered to do
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    "Please stand to the side," Anon addressed the three other griffons. "As for your, please stand here." He brandishes his sword to a position directly infront of NMM.
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    >Anonymous rose the white Celesteel above his head. What would Celestia think if she knew her horn was being used to end a war in such a manner.... Or at least a Pre Lunar Empire Celestia...
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    >"You're sacrifice ends the deaths of Griffons and Pony alike. And that of all races, I hereby draw the Final Blood of our conflict. Be proud of what you've done." With that Nightmare nodded to Anon
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    >As he brought the sword down to the Griffon's neck, it turned to look at Anon. But only an instant before the sword smote off the griffon's head. It rolled across the floor and stopped and the first stair leading up to NMM's throne.
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    >"EXCELLENT!" She squealed "Now let us confirm this treaty.
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    >Anon looked at the body of the griffon and then to it's head, then to NMM who had with withdrew a Black quill and was levitating it down into the blood that was flowing from the griffon's head
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    >Following the quill down to the now pooling excess of blood on the Court's flow, he looked again to its head, there was something about it....
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    >The quill was placed in the blood, and Anon could see a large amount flow unnaturally up into it's hollow bit
  298. 298.
    >"Here we are," NMM says, levitating the official treaty in front of her she signed it, and then moved it over to the three huddled griffons, who were starring at the bits of their fallen comrade
  299. 299.
    >NMM nudged one of them with the stack of pages and the quill, jarring them back to attention, and they signed
  300. 300.
    >Anon swore he could still see the horror on their faces, but it was so diminished, he couldn't be sure.
  301. 301.
    >He looked back once again to the head, which seemed to have stopped its excessive flow of blood, now down to a trickle
  302. 302.
    "My Queen, this Griffon, being the hero he is," Anon said this with out looking away from the head, "He should be immortalized for his actions. I recommend we taxidermize the body, and place him somewhere. He shouldn't be forgotten." Anon was lying.
  303. 303.
    >Nightmare raised an eyebrow, perplexed by such a suggestion
  304. 304.
    "I will take the body to our best." He looked over to the other Griffons, "So his memory won't be forgotten."
  305. 305.
    >The Queen's eyes were looking back and forth from her champion to the pool of blood between body and head.
  306. 306.
    >Anon didn't hesitate, he grabbed the remains and headed out of the hall with out another word.
  307. 307.
    >NMM's piercing eyes followed him out of the hall and into a side corridor, then turned back to the other griffons, "Well have you signed?"
  308. 308.
    >Anon's trip down the corridor was different, something was different, he was thinking hard, but he wasn't even sure what about
  309. 309.
    >The griffon's blood was drenching down his ornamented armor and staining the embroideries
  310. 310.
    _____________________________________
  311. 311.
    >Anon was sure the blood was getting everywhere, and he didn't care
  312. 312.
    >All that mattered to him currently was getting this body to castle's best taxidermist
  313. 313.
    >What had he seen, this was the same griffon who glowered at him earlier that Evening
  314. 314.
    >And when he executed him, he turned, and there was something about him that struck Anon to his core
  315. 315.
    >It was bothering Anon more that he didn't know what was going on, he felt like something was wrong with him
  316. 316.
    >Anger? Sorrow? Disgust? What was he feeling?
  317. 317.
    >Anon shook the thoughts from his head, he knew how quickly a dead body could deflate, or bloat and deform
  318. 318.
    >He needed the body preserved, so he could try and see what ever he missed in that moment, if that were even possible....
  319. 319.
    >He exited to the castle grounds and crossed to one of the ancillary towers
  320. 320.
    >Plowing through the door, he gently placed the head on a thick, craggy table, then heaved the body up next to it, much to a grey, scruffy looking earth pony's distress
  321. 321.
    >"Hey what on earth are you doing!" He started, "A bloody pile of griffon filth, unannounced! This is completely unacceptable!"
  322. 322.
    >Anon gave him a look that made him visibly shiver, looking down at him self, his armor was completely covered in blood, and he had neglected to sheath his sword
  323. 323.
    "This is the last Griffon death of the war, he is to be preserved so he may be displayed for posterity," Anon said, and then went on to whisper, pointing to the head, "And you better get the head right, especially the eyes."
  324. 324.
    >Anon turned and walked to the door, still holding Celesteel in his hand, exiting only to hear the pony behind him curse Anon under his breath
  325. 325.
    >But he didn't care, he was still stuck in this ambiguity of emotion, if it could even be called that
  326. 326.
    'Five years,' he thought to himself, 'and I've never been shaken like this, what is wrong with me..?'
  327. 327.
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  328. 328.
    >Anon's steps carried him indoors, out of the cold night, but he slowed and stopped once he returned to the main hallways of the castle
  329. 329.
    >He looked down to his white sword, the griffon's red blood having run down off him onto it gave a stark contrast, he'd seen it before, but once again, something off like the world tilted a few degrees
  330. 330.
    >Grabbing some of the cloth from his cloak he cleaned the blade and sheathed it
  331. 331.
    >He then headed back to the Royal Court, and upon arriving saw that Nightmare was still sitting in her throne, but the pillows and griffons were gone
  332. 332.
    >Still, the pool of blood remained.
  333. 333.
    >"Ogre," The Nightmare says, over pronouncing both of the syllables.
  334. 334.
    "Yes my queen?" Anon says automatically looking up at her.
  335. 335.
    >Nightmare looks intently at Anon, there is a brief silence before she continues, "If you wanted to bed that Griffon, you could have waited till our guests left." She looked away sticking her snout in the air.
  336. 336.
    >Anon's face looked as though he smelled something foul
  337. 337.
    "You can't seriously think that I'd do such a thing!"
  338. 338.
    >"Knowing you, and what you do with you're pets, how could I know what sparks your horn...", She snorts with disdain, "That will be all for today Ogre, Please take the a day of rest tomorrow."
  339. 339.
    >She emphasized the "please" in a odd way... and left the hallway down one of the many halls, away from the Throne Room
  340. 340.
    >Anon felt a deep prick of annoyance, but said nothing
  341. 341.
    >He was exhausted, and still a little off, deciding to turn in he headed back to his quarters.
  342. 342.
    >The walk felt longer than normal, but he eventually arrived at his door and entered to find Applejack resting on his bed, looking towards the prisoner in the Stockade.
  343. 343.
    "Evening Applejack,"
  344. 344.
    ____________________________________
  345. 345.
    >Applejack's ears twitched around to the sound of her name
  346. 346.
    >She springs up and almost bounces around out of obvious elation
  347. 347.
    >As she turns she says, "Howdy Master! Ah'm so glad 'ur hom-"
  348. 348.
    >Upon seeing Anon, covered in the now partially dried blood, her face turns to terror
  349. 349.
    >"Master! You're HURT!" She jumps off the bed and starts over towards Anon
  350. 350.
    "Its okay AJ I'm fine" He says, exhausted, "I'm going to clean up, you stay here and keep Doormat company."
  351. 351.
    >Anon walks past the distraught orange pone, and begins removing his armor
  352. 352.
    >Applejack moves up behind him and prods him
  353. 353.
    >Anon turns to look down at her Raising an Eyebrow
  354. 354.
    >Her ears droop a little and she has a nervous smile
  355. 355.
    >"Sorry master.......... Ah' was just making sure I wasn't dreamin. You've been away for so long,"
  356. 356.
    >Anon pats her on the head, running his hands through her mane, scratching her ears
  357. 357.
    >She pushes into his hands standing up on her hind legs to trying to get more attention
  358. 358.
    "I know AJ," He stops rubbing, "Like I said though, stay on the bed and keep our guest company," He smirks, "I'm going to clean off this mess"
  359. 359.
    >She grins big, and rips up onto the bed and curls up into a ball, clearly excited
  360. 360.
    "Oh and Applejack," Her body tenses up at the word Apple, "Have you been a good girl and keeping track?"
  361. 361.
    >At this AJ flips over spreading her legs, showing her steel chastity belt
  362. 362.
    >It had a large twist on cap, right in the crotch
  363. 363.
    >She twists it off and pulls out a small piece of paper from in lid
  364. 364.
    >She unfurls it and holds it in her mouth, still spread eagle
  365. 365.
    >The paper has a number 168
  366. 366.
    Anon smiles, "Good girl, one hundred and sixty-eight days, You're going back down to one tonight"
  367. 367.
    >Anon reaches up to his wall and grabs an empty glass bottle, labeled apple juice
  368. 368.
    >He walks over to the bed and pulls her AJ's rump up
  369. 369.
    >He then twist the top of the bottle into the vacancy left by the removed cap
  370. 370.
    Anon says "Apples"
  371. 371.
    >This makes AJ squirm and writhe, grunting a little, and then smile panting slightly
  372. 372.
    "Apples"
  373. 373.
    ________________________________
  374. 374.
    >AJ started squirming again, and let out a little "Uhn.." moan,
  375. 375.
    Smiling Anon leans down to her ear and says again, whispering this time, "Apples..."
  376. 376.
    >Her apparent ecstasy continues, and Anon can see the bottle is collecting the "Apple Juice"
  377. 377.
    "Alright, you keep thinking about," Anon pauses to really enunciate the word, "Apples, and I'll actually go and clean up now..."
  378. 378.
    >"Apples," she mutters under her breath, inbetween an occasional pant
  379. 379.
     
  380. 380.
    >Anon enters his washroom and gets the water flowing
  381. 381.
    >Cleaning blood out of hair takes much longer that He cares for
  382. 382.
    >He can hear AJ in the other room
  383. 383.
    >She's allowing herself to be a bit more liberal in her arousal
  384. 384.
    >Must think Anon can't hear her over the running water.
  385. 385.
    "Apples!" Anon shouts out the open door
  386. 386.
    >She's suddenly quited by the out burst, but then a she gives off a very low moan
  387. 387.
    >Anon lets her be and finishes wiping away the dried blood
  388. 388.
    >He drys off and steps back back out into his chambers not bothering to cover himself
  389. 389.
    >He approaches AJ, who's lost in her anticipation and ecstasy
  390. 390.
    "Apples."
  391. 391.
    >Her eyes jolt open, looking directly at Anon
  392. 392.
    >She whispers "Ah've been a good girl Master,"
  393. 393.
    >There is deep concern in her eyes
  394. 394.
    "I know it AJ," He lays down on the bed next to her, "Like I said, I've decided you are to be allowed to cum tonight."
  395. 395.
    "Wiping out five and a half months of sobriety."
  396. 396.
    >He pulls her over to him placing her head on his stomach
  397. 397.
    "But I'm afraid I don't know if I can remember where your key is."
  398. 398.
    >Her eyes widen in horror, but she remembers playing this game before
  399. 399.
    >She then positions herself between his legs and begins to gingerly lick the tip of his member
  400. 400.
    >Anon lets out a long sigh and watches the ceiling as she begins her minstrations
  401. 401.
    'Shit, I think I actually forgot where her key is,' Anon thinks silently, 'I guess 5 months on the front lines can do that, well this ought to be interesting...'
  402. 402.
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  403. 403.
    >Applejack works her talented tongue down Anon's quickly hardening shaft
  404. 404.
    >Over near the window, a very exhausted, and horny mare was strapped into one of Anon's stockades
  405. 405.
    >She was perfectly positioned to both see exactly what was going on with Anon and his pet
  406. 406.
    >And to have any breezes that might blow in through the window brush across her puffy sex
  407. 407.
    >She'd be gasping if it weren't for the ball gag
  408. 408.
    >Instead her heavy breathing was being forced, for the most part, out her snout
  409. 409.
    >Her heat started slowly the previous night, but was now fully realized
  410. 410.
    >It was the most intense arousal she'd ever experienced
  411. 411.
    >She couldn't deny, the desire was overbearing
  412. 412.
    >Couldn't avoid thoughts of being rutted by stallions, specifically those she knew in the Royal Guard
  413. 413.
    >But watching Anon's member become erect, and watching the orange earth pony so meticulously work
  414. 414.
    >It almost brought tears to her eyes, the desire, perverse, but real
  415. 415.
    >She wasn't going to give in
  416. 416.
     
  417. 417.
    >Anon was watching the ceiling, in utter bliss
  418. 418.
    >The heat from AJ's BJ, along with her slick tongue
  419. 419.
    >It almost put Anon to sleep
  420. 420.
    >He was exhausted, more than he realized
  421. 421.
    >He turned his head to the window
  422. 422.
    >There was Doormat
  423. 423.
    >Just as he'd hoped
  424. 424.
    >Her eyes were looking right at AJ
  425. 425.
    >She looked like she might cry
  426. 426.
    "Enjoying the show?" he smirked over to her
  427. 427.
    >AJ was now sitting up and working the whole length of Anon's cock
  428. 428.
    >It'd been a long time since she'd had trouble taking the whole length
  429. 429.
    >It came completely natural to her
  430. 430.
    >Every time she reached the base, her tongue would warp and grab and his sack
  431. 431.
    >Anon still watching Doormat, sits up as well and places his hand behind AJ's head encouraging her to work faster
  432. 432.
    >He watched his faithful farm pony and could feel his climax coming
  433. 433.
    >He let the euphoria wash over him, cumming down AJ's throat
  434. 434.
    >She stopped her pumping and hilted his cock deep into her throat
  435. 435.
    >She tried to smile and started making her throat grip and pull every drop of seed she could get out of Anon
  436. 436.
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  437. 437.
    "Good girl AJ," He pats her head
  438. 438.
    >Anon stands up a bit uncerimoniously
  439. 439.
    >His cock comes out of AJ's mouth with a little bit of a *pop*
  440. 440.
    >She was still trying to coax more out of him
  441. 441.
    >He face shows a little sadness
  442. 442.
    >She watched him walk over to the shelf with the "Apple Juice" bottles
  443. 443.
    >He starts looking through the bottles and feeling around for something
  444. 444.
    >The brief sadness is quickly replaced with apperent fear
  445. 445.
    >"Ah... Master?" She says a quietly
  446. 446.
    "Yes Applejack?" She grunts a little "Uhn" at the sound of her name
  447. 447.
    >"What ya doin'?" She asks
  448. 448.
    >He was looking for her key
  449. 449.
    "I was just...." turning to face her, "......Looking to see if we needed a new bottle."
  450. 450.
    >With these words AJ rolls onto her back and goes spread eagle again, letting her forelegs hang slack
  451. 451.
    >Grabbing the bottle attached to her chastity belt
  452. 452.
    "Ahh shame, looks like we're not even half full yet."
  453. 453.
    >He heaves a sigh, this was lucky
  454. 454.
    "Apples."
  455. 455.
    >AJ grunted and started panting again
  456. 456.
    "I mean I really want to get in here," He taps the metal covering her sex. "But we're not gonna do that till you're full."
  457. 457.
    >He leans down, grabbing her legs and pulling her closer he licks the exposed flesh at the edges of the belt
  458. 458.
    "I really want a taste straight from the barrel,"
  459. 459.
    >He looks up at her from her crotch
  460. 460.
    "Apples."
  461. 461.
    >She groans again and her hips buck
  462. 462.
    "Now you stay here and fill that bottle," walking over to his dresser, grabbing a robe, "And I'll be right back."
  463. 463.
    >"Yes Master," She says. And then she returns to her muttering of "apples" and letting the arousal wash over her
  464. 464.
    >Anon pauses as he's stepping out into the hall, to admire his work
  465. 465.
    'Pavlov would be proud,' he thinks to himself, smirking 'Now to find that key....'
  466. 466.
    >He crosses the hall over to AJ's room, cursing himself
  467. 467.
    ________________________________
  468. 468.
    >Dashing into her room anon was a little frantic now
  469. 469.
    >Not because he wanted to fuck his farm pony, which he did
  470. 470.
    >Not because he wanted to give AJ release, which he did
  471. 471.
    >And not because he wanted to make his little slutty guard watch
  472. 472.
    >He was frantic because he knew if he couldn't produce that key
  473. 473.
    >After telling her she'd be able to come
  474. 474.
    >And even looking excited about it as he told her
  475. 475.
    >If he couldn't give her release
  476. 476.
    >He will have lied
  477. 477.
    >And Anon does not lie to his pets
  478. 478.
    >He abused them
  479. 479.
    >He confused them with twisted logic and surprises
  480. 480.
    >But when he flat out told one of them what he was going to do to them
  481. 481.
    >They knew to expect it
  482. 482.
    >If he couldnt' produce this key
  483. 483.
    >He'd lose his credibility
  484. 484.
    >All these years of work with Applejack would be down the drain in a matter of days
  485. 485.
    >He had to find it
  486. 486.
     
  487. 487.
    >Looking around her room he saw a myriad of potential places
  488. 488.
    >Her old Chastity belts, now covered in bronze and enshrined on one of the walls
  489. 489.
    >Her bedding
  490. 490.
    'No that'd have been to risky, but I know we were in here the last time.....'
  491. 491.
    >He approached her chest
  492. 492.
    'Maybe one of her toys...'
  493. 493.
    >He heaved up the lid and saw it was filled with all the toys he'd permitted her to have
  494. 494.
    >Both for oral training
  495. 495.
    >And for those rare times when he let her out, unsupervised
  496. 496.
    >He started looking through at them closely, checking their bases
  497. 497.
    >Once upon a time he had shown her thats where he had been keeping it
  498. 498.
    >Maybe..?
  499. 499.
    >He finally came to the one with a false base
  500. 500.
    >Praying to the moon, he flipped the compartment upon
  501. 501.
    "Damn"
  502. 502.
    >Turning back to the rest of the room he looked over to the Chastity belts
  503. 503.
    >He felt every nook and cranny, hoping
  504. 504.
    >No Luck
  505. 505.
    >Anon then turned to her bed
  506. 506.
    'I couldn't have been so stupid, could I?"
  507. 507.
    ____________________________________
  508. 508.
    >A little rage filled his being at the thought
  509. 509.
    >Grabbing her pillow he feels through the lining
  510. 510.
    >He's almost glad it wasn't there
  511. 511.
    >Then he tipped checked under the actual bed
  512. 512.
    >It was spotless nothing for it to be hidden in
  513. 513.
    >It was then he noticed the carvings the corners of the bed frame
  514. 514.
    >One had AJ's hat but the other could be seen clearly
  515. 515.
    >The stained wood had been carved into a replica of Anon's phallus
  516. 516.
    >Something he'd had done so it'd always be on AJ's mind
  517. 517.
    >He stared at it, chuckling
  518. 518.
    >Then he shook his head silently, looking almost embarrassed
  519. 519.
    >He reached over to his replica, felt down to the base and tapped a very tiny button, that only a human finger could push
  520. 520.
    >The key popped out of tip
  521. 521.
    'How could I have forgotten this...'
  522. 522.
    >He laughed out loud
  523. 523.
    >He hurried back to his waiting sex toy of a pony
  524. 524.
    >Composing himself he opens his door
  525. 525.
    >Stepping in, he was greeted by a near yelling Applejack from her arousal
  526. 526.
    >She jumped to at Anon's unannounced presence
  527. 527.
    "Lets see how that bottles coming eh?"
  528. 528.
    >He approached the bed and she'd already 'assumed the position'
  529. 529.
    >It was full, enough
  530. 530.
    "Well done AJ." He leaned down and reached around her mid section and heaved her up over his shoulder
  531. 531.
    >Then he unscrewed the bottle making sure anything still inside the belt drained into the bottle
  532. 532.
    >He dropped her onto the bed, making her bounce a little and walked over to grab a cork, sealing the bottle
  533. 533.
    "Applejack." He said plainly
  534. 534.
    >"Yes Master?" Her voice was filled with desperation now.
  535. 535.
    >Anon turns back to her, drops his robe and lays down on the bed in nearly one motion, taking the key in his hand has the cloth falls
  536. 536.
    "Roll onto your side," Gesturing towards the window
  537. 537.
    >With AJ's back now facing him, he dragged the key up the metal making a small scratching noise
  538. 538.
    >He drags it up along her body and shows it to her
  539. 539.
    >Her breathing picks up
  540. 540.
    "You didn't find the key hidden right in the back of your belt did you?" He smiles, knowing she'll believe that's where it was hidden
  541. 541.
    __________________________
  542. 542.
    >"NO MASTER!" She whines, more out of excitement and arousal, but Anon hear a bit of that same fear of punishment
  543. 543.
    >He took the key, dragging it down her chest to the key hole, placed it in and turned it, making a very prominent *click*
  544. 544.
    >Applejack became a near statue, tensing up
  545. 545.
    >Anon grabbed hold of the belt and pulled it apart and then down of her legs and tossed it over infront of the imprisoned mare
  546. 546.
    >AJ still huffing and puffing, completely still, her back right leg still sticking up in the air from when Anon pulled the mechanism off
  547. 547.
    >Anon's hands then found her thighs, teasing her just a little bit
  548. 548.
    >He pulled her in close to his body and started to rub her slippery permawet cunt
  549. 549.
    >Just the out sides,
  550. 550.
    >He knew she was going to cum, she wasn't even there yet, and he knew he could press her over the edge like this with one action
  551. 551.
    >He gently rubbed her clit
  552. 552.
    >Her scream filled the room, making Doormat grimace in pain
  553. 553.
    >Anon was watching her from behind Applejack
  554. 554.
    >He then kissed her neck a bit and then nibbled on one of her ears, still gently rubbing her clit, jucies flowing liberally
  555. 555.
    Loud enough for the bound mare to hear, he whispered to AJ, "I'm going to let you choose how you want me to rut you the first time."
  556. 556.
    >With out missing a beat she says "Held in the air," And gets on all fours facing anon
  557. 557.
    >Her eyes are half lidded, and she's breathing heaviley
  558. 558.
    >Anon stands up off the bed, and AJ leans up with her forelegs towards Anon
  559. 559.
    >He picks her up and, now fully erect, slips inside her
  560. 560.
    >She immideiatly screams out in ecstasy and starts bucking her hips against Anon
  561. 561.
    >Anon can feel her walls clamping down and flexing inwards around his shaft
  562. 562.
    >She's come again
  563. 563.
    >Even though she's apperently exhausted, she keeps trying to slide along him, tongue lolling out
  564. 564.
    >Anon walks over in front of Doormat, making sure she has a perfect view of the action and starts his work
  565. 565.
    _______________________________
  566. 566.
    >Lifting AJ up along his length, he starts to pick up a rhythm
  567. 567.
    >Applejack is no longer with is
  568. 568.
    >Right now her true self is showing
  569. 569.
    >A sex crazed animal
  570. 570.
    >She grunts, and moans, sometimes playfully biting down on Anon's shoulder
  571. 571.
    >He had told her he would allow it because she couldn't control her animal instincts
  572. 572.
    >But he actually loves it
  573. 573.
    >It gave him a burst of fortitude to fasten the pace, impaling her on his crotch over and over again
  574. 574.
    >Anon looked over to the other mare
  575. 575.
    >Before, she was clearly distraught, now she was erratic
  576. 576.
    >She was pulling and quaking in her restraints
  577. 577.
    >Her body showing her want
  578. 578.
    >And she was clearly crying
  579. 579.
    'That's amazing,' He thinks to him self
  580. 580.
    >Anon then turns his attention back to AJ
  581. 581.
    "Apples!"
  582. 582.
    >Her pussy convulses on command, fluids gushing down Anon's legs
  583. 583.
    >The extra stimulation is exactly what Anon needs
  584. 584.
    "Apples!"
  585. 585.
    >Her pussy clenches down on Anon again nearly pushing him to the edge
  586. 586.
    >He keeps up the pace, he wants this to last a little bit longer, really give Doormat the full show
  587. 587.
    >Anon starts thrusting very forcefully, purposfully grunting like an animal, matching his mate's fervor
  588. 588.
    >AJ was now sounding like a bear in the distance
  589. 589.
    >Gurgling roarish moans and yells
  590. 590.
    >Finally, Anon's most manely voice he yells out
  591. 591.
    "Apples!!"
  592. 592.
    >He shoots his cum deep into AJ
  593. 593.
    >Trying to emote every feeling
  594. 594.
    >Giving the best show to the voyuer he can
  595. 595.
    >He thrusts a long time after actually shooting is load into the orange pone
  596. 596.
    >Then with out warning tosses her onto the bed
  597. 597.
    >She growles and gets on her hooves looking like she's ready to pounch Anon
  598. 598.
    >But she knows better
  599. 599.
    >Anon flicks a bit of his seed off his cock onto Doormat, watching her stifled moans and grunts
  600. 600.
    >He knows the smell will drive her mad
  601. 601.
    >He then turns to the crouching animal on his bed
  602. 602.
    ___________________________________________
  603. 603.
    >Anon let out a snarl, knowing it'd illicit a response
  604. 604.
    >She lets out a moan of need, turning her rump to face Anon lifting her tail and inching toward him
  605. 605.
    >Anon accepts the invitaion, pouncing on her and biting her shoulder blades
  606. 606.
    >She pushes back into Anon hugging right up to his body trying to get him to mount her
  607. 607.
    >He complies, keeping her body tight up against his
  608. 608.
    >He penetrates her
  609. 609.
    >AJ *unfs* loudly
  610. 610.
    >Anon essentially has her pinned in to the bed under him
  611. 611.
    >Its hot, like he's in a sauna, the heat radiating off of her making him all the more eager to extinguish her fire
  612. 612.
    >She thrashes her head back and forth trying to nip Anon's chin or cheek
  613. 613.
    >Anon decides to take a mouth full of her hair in his mouth and pull it with his teeth
  614. 614.
    >She gives off a high pitch grunt at this
  615. 615.
    "Apfflez" With a Mouth full hair
  616. 616.
    >Applejack lets out another scream, "Eeeaaargggghhhh,"
  617. 617.
    >Its so erotic Anon actually starts to lose himself
  618. 618.
    >All that matters is rutting this mare
  619. 619.
    >He might actually have hurt someone if they interfered
  620. 620.
    >AJ's constant arousal was hard to not bleed into
  621. 621.
    >Right now they were just to animals satisfying their most basic needs
  622. 622.
    >Anon finally cums again and pulls out suddenly
  623. 623.
    >This partly denies Applejack
  624. 624.
    >But before she can protest Anon flips her over and stares into her eyes as he enters her again
  625. 625.
    >This time getting right in her face
  626. 626.
    >She licks him and nips at his lips
  627. 627.
    >Eventually Anon is coaxed into a deep kiss
  628. 628.
    >All the while madly thrusting into her
  629. 629.
    >Again and again they climax
  630. 630.
    >Eventually Anon begins to succumb to fatigue, AJ still under him
  631. 631.
    >His thrust slow as he cums one last time
  632. 632.
    >Then his entier weight drops onto AJ as he falls asleep, utterly exhausted
  633. 633.
    >Applejack lays there knowing its over, still thrusting up into Anon
  634. 634.
    >A little tear trickles down her cheek
  635. 635.
    >She wraps her hooves around Anon and says quietly, "Thank you Master."
  636. 636.
    __________________________
  637. 637.
    >Anon might have smelled something
  638. 638.
    >The air was thick with soot and dust
  639. 639.
    >His vision was hazy
  640. 640.
    >He blinked repeatedly, trying to clear his vison
  641. 641.
    >When that didn't work he lifted is hand to his face, only to feel the weight in it
  642. 642.
    >He was disoriented and confused
  643. 643.
    >Finally his vision cleared
  644. 644.
    >He was laying in a shack
  645. 645.
    >Hastily being looked after by a unicorn
  646. 646.
    >His Horn flared with magic
  647. 647.
    >The familiar red cross drapped over his back, showing he was a healer
  648. 648.
    >Anon then looked down at his hand
  649. 649.
    >He was holding Celesteel
  650. 650.
    >It has stained with blood, again
  651. 651.
    >But the blood was his it looked like
  652. 652.
    >The healer was working on a gash in his right side
  653. 653.
    >Griffon claws clearly
  654. 654.
    >Banging his head up against the wall he looks closer at the shack he's in
  655. 655.
    >He could hear the clang of steel on steel
  656. 656.
    >But it was distant
  657. 657.
    >Maybe past a large hill or through a grove of trees
  658. 658.
    >The unicorn took notice that he was awake, but said nothing and continued his work
  659. 659.
    >Looking back down at his wound he cuold see it mending closed
  660. 660.
    "Thanks doc," He grunts out
  661. 661.
    >The doctor looks at him, shocked sadness in his eyes
  662. 662.
    "You alright?" He asks
  663. 663.
    >"Ah-h" The healer grunted, mouth slipping open with a bit of blood slipping down his lips
  664. 664.
    >He fell over
  665. 665.
    >A griffon, clad all in black was stareing at anon, occupying the place vacancy of the doctor
  666. 666.
    >The griffon's claws drenched in skull fragments and the gore of greymatter
  667. 667.
    >Anon quickly raised his sword to shield himself the best he could
  668. 668.
    >No good
  669. 669.
    ____________________________
  670. 670.
    >Then anon saw the griffon's eyes
  671. 671.
    ~
  672. 672.
    >Anon awoke, jarred from his slumber
  673. 673.
    >He was lying on top of Applejack
  674. 674.
    >Crushing her, if she weren't an earth pony
  675. 675.
    >He rolled onto his back next to AJ, smiling over at her
  676. 676.
    'More dreams about the war,' he thought to himself
  677. 677.
    >He shrugged it off, he was accustomed to it
  678. 678.
    >She was still sleeping, as usual
  679. 679.
    >Tuckered out was the term
  680. 680.
    >Anon turned to sit at the edge of his bed
  681. 681.
    >It was darker than usual
  682. 682.
    >He looked back to the window, it was dark outside
  683. 683.
    >He had slept in
  684. 684.
    "Odd"
  685. 685.
    >Doormat was there, clearly passed out
  686. 686.
    >Hopefully at least
  687. 687.
    >Anon stood up stretching while rubbing one of his eyes
  688. 688.
    >He picked up the robe on the floor with his foot and donned it
  689. 689.
    'Griffons...............? They were hear yesterday, and.... Nightmare told me to "Go to your room" for the day.'
  690. 690.
    >He shook his head and walked into the washroom to clean from last night.
  691. 691.
    "Applejack," he said from within his shower, "Come and join me, we need to get you cleaned."
  692. 692.
    >AJ, while truly asleep, woke at Anon's command, very groggy,
  693. 693.
    >It was routine
  694. 694.
    >She stood stumbled in to join Anon under the warm falling water
  695. 695.
    >"Ahhhh
  696. 696.
    >He had already lathered his hands and began washing her coat
  697. 697.
    >Most of her back end was matted with caked love juices
  698. 698.
    >After tending to the obvious bits, he went over the rest of her
  699. 699.
    >Her mane, head, upper chest
  700. 700.
    >He kissed behind her ears has he worked on her hooves
  701. 701.
    >She loved the attention
  702. 702.
    "The Queen gave me the day off, AJ."
  703. 703.
    >She looked back at him expectantly, but he only smirked
  704. 704.
    >"Well Ah reckon you deserve it," She smiles, "All that time leading our troops."
  705. 705.
    >She nuzzled his leg affectionately
  706. 706.
    "Up for the day?" He asked purposely vague.
  707. 707.
    _______________________
  708. 708.
    >She tilted her head looking up and him confused
  709. 709.
    >Then she got it
  710. 710.
    >Her eyes grew wide
  711. 711.
    >"You mean....?
  712. 712.
    >Anon nods and her face lights up
  713. 713.
    "But, I have a few things I want to do first. But you can play while I am away."
  714. 714.
    >He starts to clean himself as he speaks,
  715. 715.
    "I'll even let you pick a toy from your chest, for while you wait."
  716. 716.
    >AJ really liked to prance, but in this narrow space she just hopped around in elation
  717. 717.
    >"Yee haa!" she exclaimed
  718. 718.
    "Applejack...."
  719. 719.
    >She stopped mid bounce
  720. 720.
    >He didn't mind, but she was taking one to many liberties for him to be comfortable just now
  721. 721.
    "But I'm going to pop in with the others before we do anything today alright?"
  722. 722.
    >"Sounds great Master," She smiles, still on her toes with excitment. "We all missed you. They'll be so happy to see you!"
  723. 723.
    >She rocks back and forth, looks like she's trying to dance or something
  724. 724.
    >Its adorable
  725. 725.
    >They wrap up in the shower and dry of
  726. 726.
    >Anon gets dressed and AJ' looks at Doormat
  727. 727.
    >Similarly to how a dog might, trying to understand something
  728. 728.
    "She's being punished AJ, don't bother her or it'll have to be a longer punishment."
  729. 729.
    >"Yes Master!" She says cheerily
  730. 730.
    >She's absolutly ecstatic
  731. 731.
    >Anon finishes getting dressed
  732. 732.
    "Alright AJ, lets go over to your room so you can choose your toy for the day."
  733. 733.
    >She bounds over to the door waiting for Anon
  734. 734.
    >He walks over and opens the door, letting her out, and joining her in the corridor
  735. 735.
    >Octavia is standing there
  736. 736.
    "Evening Octavia,"
  737. 737.
    >"Good evening Sire."
  738. 738.
    "AJ, I'll meet you in your room,"
  739. 739.
    >"Righty ho' Master." She leaves Anon's side, practically skipping to her room.
  740. 740.
    >As she closes the door, Anon turns his attention to Octavia
  741. 741.
    _________________________
  742. 742.
    "I apologize for the lateness,"
  743. 743.
    >"Not a problem Sire." In her obideiant mono-tone voice
  744. 744.
    "Did my 'guest' try to coerce you into pleasuring her?"
  745. 745.
    >"No, she did not."
  746. 746.
    "Really....?" Anon is puzzled, "Was sh-"
  747. 747.
    >"She did however say that 'She was ordered to knock on your door by the queen was following The Queen's orders."
  748. 748.
    >Anon paused, utterly perplexed
  749. 749.
    "She's in heat.."
  750. 750.
    >"Indeed Sire,"
  751. 751.
    "How could she think straight enough to come up with something as rediculous as that..."
  752. 752.
    >Octavia jsut stood there, regal as ever
  753. 753.
    "She's in Heat!"
  754. 754.
    >Octavia nods
  755. 755.
    "I want you to feed her something from the Apothocary. Infact, don't bother requesting it yourself I think I'll head over to her now.."
  756. 756.
    "I'll leave it in my room, make sure you mix it with her food before feeding her, and let me know after words what she does today, if anything."
  757. 757.
    >Anon's blood pressure had raised a little bit
  758. 758.
    >Trying to calm down, he changes the subject
  759. 759.
    "Any word from our Queen?"
  760. 760.
    >"No sir."
  761. 761.
    "Well, then its just business as usual today Octavia, I'll be spending this evening with Applejack again," He ushers her off to her work, "And please do let me know she says when you feed her, I'll likely be playing with Applejack at the time, feel free to knock if we are."
  762. 762.
    >"Very well Sire, I will take my leave."
  763. 763.
     
  764. 764.
    >Anon then joined Applejack in her room, she had opened the chest and had all her many toys spread out across the floor.
  765. 765.
    >Like a child, and his toy box, She was sitting in front of them, admiring them, looking almost overwhelemed
  766. 766.
    "Good girl, AJ," He smiled seeing she hadn't started playing with any of them
  767. 767.
    >"Ahm havin' a hard time choosin Master," She looked up to him
  768. 768.
    >There were about 30 of different sizes and textures, some also had 2 prongs
  769. 769.
    "Well," he says sitting down next to her, "Lets least try to narrow it down."
  770. 770.
    >They spend about 20 mins measuring the pros and cons of differnt ones
  771. 771.
    >She can't seem to come to any conclusion
  772. 772.
    _________________________
  773. 773.
    "Applejack, if you don't pick soon, I'm just going to choose one for you at random,"
  774. 774.
    >She gets a bit aroused from her name and quickly grabs one thats long, slender, smooth, and double pronged
  775. 775.
    >Its purple
  776. 776.
    "Really? No Texture?"
  777. 777.
    >She shakes her head, looking down and away, embarassed
  778. 778.
    >"None of their textures are really as good as yours..."
  779. 779.
    >Anon pulls her face up so he can see her
  780. 780.
    >She is clearly blushing
  781. 781.
    >Anon smiles shaking his head
  782. 782.
    "You really are an amazing animal....."
  783. 783.
    >He helps her pick up the rest of the toys and place them back in the chest
  784. 784.
    >He then escorts her back to his room
  785. 785.
    "'Apple' jack, I'm letting you lose, you have as much fun with that toy as you want okay? And make sure Doormat here," He walks over to the stockade and rolls it over closer to the bed, "Sees every moment of it."
  786. 786.
    >"Ahhh, if you say so Master, I'll do my best."
  787. 787.
    "Good girl... 'Apple'jack. I'm going to speak with the Apothocary, Doormat has a prescription I need to aqcuire."
  788. 788.
    >His eyes narrow as his gaze drags down to her Doormats eyes
  789. 789.
    >They are bloodshot, she may not be able to take much more of this...
  790. 790.
    >Thats fine, after today she'll bescreaming for it
  791. 791.
    "Get to it AJ,"
  792. 792.
    >With that she jumps up on the bed, toy in mouth
  793. 793.
    >She places its in front of the imprisoned mare, and slides onto it
  794. 794.
    >She'd been wet since trying to choose a toy...
  795. 795.
    >She lets out a primal moan... or roar....
  796. 796.
    >Hard to tell with her
  797. 797.
    "You have fun Apple," Another scream, "jack, I'll be back soon."
  798. 798.
    >"Thank ya Master! Don't be gone to long ya hear?"
  799. 799.
    >With that he headed back out to the castle grounds.
  800. 800.
    >He had a Zebra to see
  801. 801.
    _________________________________
  802. 802.
    >The grounds were well lit, activity was at its height right now
  803. 803.
    >It was technically midday
  804. 804.
    >Though the moon hung high in the sky
  805. 805.
    >The Apothecary was off at the edge of the grounds
  806. 806.
    >Where many plants had been allowed to coalesce and overgrow
  807. 807.
    >For herbs to be grown in the proper conditions
  808. 808.
    >And Lighting to be controlled for reactions
  809. 809.
    >Or something along those lines
  810. 810.
    >It was an "Absolute Condition" for co-operation
  811. 811.
    >The only thing she really insisted on when they originally negotiated her terms for relocating to Canterlot
  812. 812.
    >Anon passed the taxidermist's workshop and remembered the griffon from the previous day
  813. 813.
    >But that was for another day
  814. 814.
    >It took about ten minuets to arrive at the overgrown region
  815. 815.
    >And another ten weeding through the vines and plants
  816. 816.
    >She's lucky she knows her stuff, or there'd be none of this, she'd likely be in the Guards Harem at this point
  817. 817.
    >Finally though, the warm glow of the modest hut's windows came into view
  818. 818.
    >Anon approached and knocked on the thick wooden door with a loud *thunk thunk thunk*
  819. 819.
    >"Entah." Came a deep voice from with in
  820. 820.
    >Accepting the invitation he stepped inside
  821. 821.
    >He was greeted by a blast of fumes and heat making his eyes suddenly water
  822. 822.
    "Good evening Zecora."
  823. 823.
    >"Its been quiet some time, Anonymous
  824. 824.
    >Please be patient while I finish my Hydrolysis"
  825. 825.
    >Anon sighed
  826. 826.
    >Rhyming
  827. 827.
    >Anon stood to the side letting her work
  828. 828.
    >The hut was filled with various vials, plants, gourds, masks, and candles
  829. 829.
    >Lots
  830. 830.
    >Everywhere
  831. 831.
    >There was also a bed, it still looked very lumpy
  832. 832.
    >He had offered to get her something more comfortable, but she was adamant at keeping that one
  833. 833.
    >She finally stopped and turned to him
  834. 834.
    >"Now what can I do for you this Evening?
  835. 835.
    >Is there something I can help you in achieving?"
  836. 836.
    _______________________________________________________________________________
  837. 837.
    http://pastebin.com/LL9bqNez
  838. 838.
     
  839. 839.
    >Anon rubbed the ridge of his nose sighing
  840. 840.
    "Zecora, we've talked about this... No Rhyming, please..."
  841. 841.
    >Zecora's eyes narrow with contempt
  842. 842.
    >"Very well..."
  843. 843.
    "I brought this for you," He places the jar of 'Apple Juice' down on her meager table."
  844. 844.
    >Her eyes widen, lighting up with promethian desire
  845. 845.
    >"Ahhh very good Anonymous," she says excitedly, "This will be great in my work."
  846. 846.
    "And I need something to bring out the truth in somepony."
  847. 847.
    >Zecora is busying her self, with the newly aquired sample, filling a small eye dropper dropping some into a few beakers
  848. 848.
    "And I need it now, as soon as possible." He says more sternly
  849. 849.
    >Zecora still said nothing, but did put down the eye dropper and took her attention to one of her many shelves
  850. 850.
    >"This should loosen the tongue of any equine who consumes it," She's produced a small round black squishy orb
  851. 851.
    >It didn't appear to be anything, just a rolled up ball of something
  852. 852.
    "You have these things on hand?" Anon looks skeptically at the odd marble like glob.
  853. 853.
    >"You're not the only one who has need of my services Anon, the Queen has kept me quite busy while you've been away."
  854. 854.
    >She has returned to her work with AJ's arousal
  855. 855.
    >Taking a much larger eye dropper, she fills a smaller bottle 3/4ths full
  856. 856.
    >Then introduces something else, making it turn a violent red, and filling the remaining empty space
  857. 857.
    >She corks it and places it near Anon
  858. 858.
    >"Speaking of which, would you happen to have any Griffon Feathers from your time on the front?"
  859. 859.
    "No." Anon said bluntly, "But you may want to speak with someone at the tannery."
  860. 860.
    >"Very well, will there be anything else?"
  861. 861.
    "Just to be clear, this," He holds up the small dolop of black, "Will make who ever eats it do what exactly?"
  862. 862.
    >"It will make them incapable of lying to you. You'll be able to ask them anything, and they'll tell you."
  863. 863.
    "Alright, well, that'll be all then, Thank you Zecora."
  864. 864.
    >She points to the smaller bottle with the now red liquid in it
  865. 865.
    >"Your share, Anonymous," She says, distracted by her work.
  866. 866.
    ___________________________________________________
  867. 867.
    >Anon grabs the bottle and leaves her to her work
  868. 868.
    >It surprised Anon, that she had never been more sympathetic to the way things were before
  869. 869.
    >She was completely compliant, and at times, even a little excited about the things she could do with her psuedo-magics
  870. 870.
    >Anon was now leaving the over growth that encompassed her
  871. 871.
    >His looked over at the tannery, where that catbird was being stuffed
  872. 872.
    >The throught drew him back to yesterday
  873. 873.
    >The Griffons were late
  874. 874.
    >It was foolish
  875. 875.
    >It made no sense
  876. 876.
    >Perhaps they wished to invoke her ire?
  877. 877.
    'He called him a fool...' Anon thought 'Maybe thats exactly what they wanted...'
  878. 878.
    >Anon would likley never know
  879. 879.
    >He decided not to think about it
  880. 880.
    >Once back inside the castle he headed back to his hall
  881. 881.
    >First door on the right
  882. 882.
    >Fluttershy
  883. 883.
    >He opened the door slowly, peering inside
  884. 884.
    >It was much as he remembered
  885. 885.
    >The walls of the room were covered in animals
  886. 886.
    >All those that had been beyond Fluttershy's talents
  887. 887.
    >There were various cages sitting on the floors near the walls
  888. 888.
    >And there in the center was Fluttershy's "nest"
  889. 889.
    >"Nest" was a loose term
  890. 890.
    >It was basically her bed, covered in pillows with various blankets hanging from the ceiling
  891. 891.
    >Its basically her safe place
  892. 892.
    >He could hear her, she must be treating one of her animal friends
  893. 893.
    "Fluttershy?"
  894. 894.
    ___________________________________________________
  895. 895.
    >There was a very quite gasp from within the 'nest'
  896. 896.
    >"Master?!"
  897. 897.
    "Yes fluttershy, its me, I'm home"
  898. 898.
    >A flurry of pillows and animals went everywhere as a blur of yellow shot towards Anon
  899. 899.
    >Fluttershy had flown out and if Anon hadn't caughter her, she'd have knocked him over
  900. 900.
    >Its a good thing pegasi were lighter than earth ponies
  901. 901.
    >He was now holding her in his arms at his chest
  902. 902.
    >"Master!" She said breathlessly
  903. 903.
    "Hello there," Anon said, a little peturbed at her actions
  904. 904.
    >"I was so worried about you..." She lays her head on his arm looking up at him
  905. 905.
    >She turned gesturing to the cages
  906. 906.
    >"I've been working with all my animals, doing my very best for all of them"
  907. 907.
    >She flutters out of his arms and points at a couple of the animals on the wall, which were comprised mostly of small animals
  908. 908.
    >"But I'm afraid some of them couldn't be helped"
  909. 909.
    >Rabbits, beavers, birds, racoons
  910. 910.
    >"I had them stuffed, so they wouldn't suffer." She smiles looking at all of them
  911. 911.
    "Good girl Fluttershy, were you working with one just now?"
  912. 912.
    >"Oh yes, he's a big one, I've been able to make him cum multiple times," she points at a small stag cowering in the back of the room, "Soon I'll have him doing it on command, that way I can make him happy whenever I knock him around." She mimes fake punching with her hooves in the air
  913. 913.
    >Then flutters around to face Anon
  914. 914.
    >Giving him an even bigger toothy grin, including a *squee*
  915. 915.
    "Well I just wanted to pop in and let you know I was back and safe."
  916. 916.
    >She drops to the ground and curls up on his feet
  917. 917.
    >Wrapping her tail around his feet
  918. 918.
    >"Thank you so much Master, I'm so glad you're home, I hope we can spend some time together some night soon. I've missed your beatings" She tilts her head so she's looking straight up at him
  919. 919.
    >In an almost cowering position, but with a smile on her face
  920. 920.
    "All in good time pet," he kicks out with his foot, knocking her light body across the room and into the opposite wall where she knocks her head on the wall
  921. 921.
    >This illicits another large smile, this time with her eyes closed
  922. 922.
    "Keep up the good work Fluttershy, I'm going to see the others now,"
  923. 923.
    >He steps out leaving her in her bliss, and so she my continue her work with the stag
  924. 924.
    _______________________________________
  925. 925.
    >Rainbow Dash's room was the next door on the right
  926. 926.
    >He wondered if she'd be in her room
  927. 927.
    >He opened it
  928. 928.
    "Rainbow?"
  929. 929.
    >The Room was empty
  930. 930.
    'She must be out with the Shadowbolts,' he thinks
  931. 931.
    >Well I'll have to come back when she's in, later tonight, before sunrise
  932. 932.
    >He sighed looking around her room
  933. 933.
    >Everything was still clad in black and grey
  934. 934.
    >Welp, looks like Pinkie Pie is next
  935. 935.
    >He closed the door and walked past Applejacks room
  936. 936.
    >He opened Pinkie's door
  937. 937.
    >"Hello Pinkamena." He said seeing her sitting on her bed poking at something
  938. 938.
    >She didn't turn
  939. 939.
    >"Hello Master." Her melancoly voice near monotone, but not quite
  940. 940.
    >Anon steps in and closes the door
  941. 941.
    "I'm back from the warfront," He walks over to the door, "Thought you might want to know."
  942. 942.
    >She's still facing away from him
  943. 943.
    "Pinkamena, you should greet your master when he enters your room..."
  944. 944.
    >She slowly turns, and looks up at him
  945. 945.
    >"Welcome to my room Master," Still speaking in that same near monotone voice, an empty gaze placed on Anon
  946. 946.
    "We'll make up for last night soon okay?" He forces a smile
  947. 947.
    >As soon as he says this, and she see's the smile the bright color of Pinkie Pie violently bursts into the mare
  948. 948.
    "Good to see you again Pinkie Pie," This time he really simles
  949. 949.
    >"REALLY MASTER?! I'm so happy We should do it soon! Okay? I really want to make you cum!" She says spastically
  950. 950.
    "Yes, I'll be spending tonight with Applejack, but maybe tomorrow okay?"
  951. 951.
    >"OoooOOooohh Applejack, she's been such a good girl, We were talking about how she keeps track of her days with out cumming a couple weeks ago. She's finally getting to though? Thats so EXCITING! HURRAH FOR APPLEJACK!"
  952. 952.
    "Thats right, its the longest she's ever gone, so we're celebrating."
  953. 953.
    >"I'd love to help her celebrate!" She bounces up and down as she says this
  954. 954.
    "That might not be a bad idea, but as long as you're okay with her getting all the attention? You won't be able to cum unless she wants to make you. Okay?"
  955. 955.
    >"Okie-dokie Master!" She gives a big smile and hopes off the bed
  956. 956.
    _________________________________
  957. 957.
    "Hold on Pinkie," He grabs her as she tries to hop over to the door, "I still haven't seen Rarity or Twilight since I got back."
  958. 958.
    >Pinkie gets wide eyed and says, "Twilight...?"
  959. 959.
    >Her expression has traces of fear in it
  960. 960.
    "I'll come get you when we're ready to play with AJ okay?"
  961. 961.
    >"Oh..... okay..." Pinkie says, and the color drains out of her, returning her to how she was when Anon first entered
  962. 962.
    >The fear is gone, she looks emotionless now
  963. 963.
    "Pinkamena..."
  964. 964.
    >"Master," She looks up at him and turns and slowly walks back to her bed
  965. 965.
    >Anon reaches out and pets her as he walks by
  966. 966.
    >Only her tail takes notice, it whisks through the air has his hand passes over her rump
  967. 967.
    "Its good to be back, and to see you again," He says to the dull mare
  968. 968.
    >"You too," She goes back to poking at her covers making them wrinkle
  969. 969.
    >He walks over to her and sits down next to her
  970. 970.
    "How have you been?"
  971. 971.
    >"Alone."
  972. 972.
    "Are you alone when you're with me?"
  973. 973.
    >"No."
  974. 974.
    "So you're not alone now?"
  975. 975.
    >"No Master."
  976. 976.
    "Well, show me how you feel about not being alone."
  977. 977.
    >She turns and quickly plants a sloppy kiss on Anon's lips
  978. 978.
    >He kisses her back and pulls
  979. 979.
    "That'ah girl,"
  980. 980.
    >She gives him the tiniest of smiles, and quickly returns to her blanket poking
  981. 981.
    "You be a good girl while I'm gone and we'll be together real soon okay?"
  982. 982.
    >"Okay Master." She sounds a little sadder, if that is possible
  983. 983.
    >He approaches the door to leave
  984. 984.
    >"Could you please lock the door on your way out Master? Twilight scares me."
  985. 985.
    >She lays down and curls up, wrapping her tail around her body
  986. 986.
    "Alright then," Anon opens the door, slips into the hall, then turns the locking mechanism upon shutting it.
  987. 987.
    >Anon smiles as he walks down to Rarity thinking of the disparity in Pinkie
  988. 988.
     
  989. 989.
    "Rarity?" He opens her door and steps in
  990. 990.
    >Her flank was sticking up from her bedding, rubbing up against the pole fixed in the center of her round love bed
  991. 991.
    >He could hear her moaning a little
  992. 992.
    "Rarity." He said it a little more stern and louder
  993. 993.
    _______________________
  994. 994.
    >She sat up, turned to face the door, say Anon and bounded over to him, kneeling down to lick is feet
  995. 995.
    >"Master!!" She says it screaming in her dramatic way, "You're back! Are you hear for a show? Or do you need to use me?"
  996. 996.
    >Her tail wags a little sticking up from her permanent tail tie
  997. 997.
    "No no, I just wanted to see you and let you know I'm back from the fight."
  998. 998.
    >She continues to lick Anon's boot
  999. 999.
    >Its actually getting him a little worked up
  1000. 1000.
    >He Kicks her with the other boot, hitting her horn stub as he does
  1001. 1001.
    >She squeals and tears start to stream down her cheeks
  1002. 1002.
    >She cradels her head trying, taking big breaths to try and mitigate the pain
  1003. 1003.
    >Anon bends down as she cradels her head in pain
  1004. 1004.
    "I see you've been keeping your horn filed. Good girl." He spits on the smooth surface of her stub, then rubs it around with his thumb
  1005. 1005.
    >Her breathing slows as this seems to help her
  1006. 1006.
    >"I'm sorry Master," She turns around to show him her vag, "Are you sure you don't want to use your dumb cunt?"
  1007. 1007.
    >He'd taught her how to talk, and it always got him aroused
  1008. 1008.
    >Its his fault
  1009. 1009.
    >But he kicks her again, this time in her crotch tits, which were clearly swolen and full, she hadn't been milked yet
  1010. 1010.
    >Her coat was also completely blank and clean
  1011. 1011.
    >She screams agian, clutching down to rub her tits as they throb in pain
  1012. 1012.
    "I already said I don't want to use you..." He picks her up and carries her over to the bed.
  1013. 1013.
    >He tosses her onto it, she's still crying a little bit, "I understand Master."
  1014. 1014.
    >He walked over to her desk, and picked out one of the markers she'd once used to sketch out fits
  1015. 1015.
    >Now she used it to display new ideas she'd get for being used, or dancing for Anon, as the drawings all over the desk and wall it was facing showed
  1016. 1016.
    >She'd gotten better and better and understanding what she was
  1017. 1017.
    A "D-U-M-B C-U-N-T" He spelled them out has he wrote them on her forehead with one word on each side of her stub
  1018. 1018.
    _____________________________
  1019. 1019.
    >"Yes sir, a dumb cunt. I only get used when you are bored or need a quick fuck. When you forget how pathetic I am."
  1020. 1020.
    "Thats right Rarity. You've gotten all the reminders out of your coat while I've been gone."
  1021. 1021.
    >She cowers as though she were about to be hit
  1022. 1022.
    "We're going to fix that now that I'm back. Can't have you forgetting your place."
  1023. 1023.
    >"Yes sir, Yes Master, I need help remembering. You can use my white coat so you can help me know what I am."
  1024. 1024.
    >He smacked her ass, though she didn't act as if he had
  1025. 1025.
    >She just sat there looking up at Anon and said "Thank you sir."
  1026. 1026.
    >He flips her over and writes, Milk Daily above her tits, with an arrow pointing to both
  1027. 1027.
    >He flips her over again and smacks the back of her head
  1028. 1028.
    >"Thank you Sir." she says automatically, again
  1029. 1029.
    >Anon smiles darkly
  1030. 1030.
    "I missed you Rarity, I'm going to have a lot of fun with you now that I'm back. But I'm busy right now, you'll have to wait. You're not exactly my top priority."
  1031. 1031.
    >"Of course not sir, you have very important matters to handle. I'm lucky when you remember me."
  1032. 1032.
    >Anon smiled again
  1033. 1033.
    "Well I'm going to see Twilight now, keep practicing your dancing slut."
  1034. 1034.
    >She immideatly jumps up and starts rubbing her flank on the pole again."
  1035. 1035.
    He says "You really need it." as he closes the door "Cunt."
  1036. 1036.
    >Closing her door het errupts in laughter
  1037. 1037.
    >He considered her his best trained pet
  1038. 1038.
    >And he loved it, though he could never let her see that
  1039. 1039.
    >That'd ruin everything
  1040. 1040.
     
  1041. 1041.
    >Anon approached Twilight's door and knocked.
  1042. 1042.
    >Anon waited a moment and the door opened wide by its self, showing Twilight sitting in a cushion across facing away from him, she was clearly reading.
  1043. 1043.
    >The sharp tip of her horn poking just above her head
  1044. 1044.
    ______________________________
  1045. 1045.
    >The room was dark, cloth draped along the walls, hiding the bricks and mortar
  1046. 1046.
    >Anon closes the door behind him
  1047. 1047.
    >Without looking Twilight points over at her bed
  1048. 1048.
    >"Please leave the food on the table by the bed today," Twilight says, "I'm busy
  1049. 1049.
    >Anon looks over to the table, a book is engulfed in purple magic
  1050. 1050.
    >Levitating off of it and unto the bed
  1051. 1051.
    "I'm afraid Octavia isn't with me Twilight," Anon says casually
  1052. 1052.
    >Twilight looks up from her book and is now looking at the wall
  1053. 1053.
    >Slowly she turns her head to look at the open door
  1054. 1054.
    >Her eyes widen when she sees Anon standing there
  1055. 1055.
    >After a moment they narrow
  1056. 1056.
    >Her curved horn lights up, lifting one of the candels she was using to read over to Anon, revealing his face
  1057. 1057.
    >Her expression shifts, she looks upset, or maybe angry
  1058. 1058.
    >She quickly turns back to her desk and continues reading
  1059. 1059.
    >"Welcome home Master." She says plainly
  1060. 1060.
    >Anon chuckles internally
  1061. 1061.
    "Thank you twilight. I only got here night before last, very late in the evening, the sun was starting to come up" He says, "And we had negotiations all day yesterday."
  1062. 1062.
    >He walks over to her, placing his hands on her shoulders, cradling her head against his chest
  1063. 1063.
    "How have your studies been going Twilight?"
  1064. 1064.
    >She says nothing, but sniffs
  1065. 1065.
    >Anon raises an eyebrow
  1066. 1066.
    "Twilight, I asked you a question."
  1067. 1067.
    >Looking up at Anon, he can see tears streamind down the sides of her nose
  1068. 1068.
    >"Yes Master, I've been studying all the work you gave me before you left," She sniffs and trys to use her hoof to wipe away some of the tears, "And I've learned a great deal, and compiled it all into notes for your review."
  1069. 1069.
    >She is trying to compose her self
  1070. 1070.
    >Anon looks down on her, concern in his eyes
  1071. 1071.
    "Twilight, why are you crying?" Suggesting she's wrong to do so
  1072. 1072.
    >She sniffs again, and looks down to her book again
  1073. 1073.
    >"I just, I didn't think-"
  1074. 1074.
    "Didn't think what?" He looks stern at her, appearing angry
  1075. 1075.
    >"I was just afraid, you weren't coming back."
  1076. 1076.
    >She says this quitely and reserved
  1077. 1077.
    "You thought I'd let mere Griffons slay me??" He speaks elevated, "And leave you are the others unprotected and alone?!"
  1078. 1078.
    >She sniffels "NooOoo" A hiccup in her tone
  1079. 1079.
    _______________________________________________
  1080. 1080.
    "We won, and they'll not threaten us again."
  1081. 1081.
    >He kisses her forhead, at the base of her horn
  1082. 1082.
    >"I'm sorry for doubting you Master. I had just come to know, that I would never see you againI accepted it. You've shown me so much, and if you didn't come back... I"
  1083. 1083.
    "But I did," Anon says matter-o-fact-ly, "And we're safe, and you're not going to have to worry again. Okay?"
  1084. 1084.
    >Twilight Smiles a few lingering tears still in her fur
  1085. 1085.
    >Anon wipes them away
  1086. 1086.
    >She nuzzles his hand as he does this
  1087. 1087.
    "Now then," He says "why don't you show me what you've been studying."
  1088. 1088.
    >Her demonor suddenly shifts to elation
  1089. 1089.
    >"Yes of course!" she says excitedly
  1090. 1090.
    >"Here is a list, summerizing where I've been making advancments."
  1091. 1091.
    >Autoimpregnation
  1092. 1092.
    >Crystal Manipulation
  1093. 1093.
    >Eternal Submission
  1094. 1094.
    >Forced Obsession
  1095. 1095.
    >Mind Domination
  1096. 1096.
    >Mind Fraying
  1097. 1097.
    >Ovary Enhancment
  1098. 1098.
    >Permanent Menstration
  1099. 1099.
    >Sexual Ambiguity
  1100. 1100.
    >Xenophilia
  1101. 1101.
    "Impressive." He says casually, as though its not impressive
  1102. 1102.
    >"Would you like a demonstration Master?" She says perking up even more, glee in her eyes, as well as a green glow of dark magic
  1103. 1103.
    >She has a deep smirk on her face now
  1104. 1104.
    "Not now, but I do have a question," He points to the list, "Permanent Menstration, what is that exactly."
  1105. 1105.
    >"Put simply, I have learned how to permanently induce the 'Heat' in a mare, and I'm making strides with stallions, however they are a bit more tricky."
  1106. 1106.
    >Anon waits a beat
  1107. 1107.
    "And was that terribly difficult to accomplish?"
  1108. 1108.
    >"I'd say it was one of the more challenging endevours I've strived for in some time." She says beaming with pride
  1109. 1109.
    'She can perform magic akin to the queen...' he thinks to himself 'Amazing..'
  1110. 1110.
    _______________________________________________
  1111. 1111.
    >Anon places the list on the table
  1112. 1112.
    "Well done Twilight, I think we'll have to discuss these in greater detail soon. But Applejack is expecting me."
  1113. 1113.
    "I'm very proud of you. You're work is exceeding anything I could have imagined."
  1114. 1114.
    >Twilight looks back up at him
  1115. 1115.
    >The sadness from eariler has completely gone
  1116. 1116.
    >Her eyes are filled with what might be described as joy
  1117. 1117.
    >Anon gives her a deep kiss
  1118. 1118.
    >A very passionate kiss
  1119. 1119.
    >She returns the gesture
  1120. 1120.
    >Anon rubs her underbelly
  1121. 1121.
    >Illiciting a moan small moan from her, mid kiss
  1122. 1122.
    >She's trying to take as much of him as possible
  1123. 1123.
    >Anon pulls away
  1124. 1124.
    >Twilight kissing at air for a moment due to his apruptness
  1125. 1125.
    >He turns to the door
  1126. 1126.
    >"I'm happy you're safe Anon," she says somberly
  1127. 1127.
    >Anon doesn't turn to respond
  1128. 1128.
    "I know Twilight."
  1129. 1129.
    >He opens her door and leaves
  1130. 1130.
     
  1131. 1131.
    >Anon stood in the hall for amoment smiling
  1132. 1132.
    >He has each one of the Elements of Harmony in his pocket
  1133. 1133.
    >Though at this point, they likely wouldn't qualify to represent them...
  1134. 1134.
    >He draws his attention to Pinkie's room
  1135. 1135.
    >Walking over he unlocks the door and opens it
  1136. 1136.
    >Pinkamena is still laying there
  1137. 1137.
    "Pinkamena, are you ready to play with Applejack?"
  1138. 1138.
    >A Wild Pinkie Pie suddenly appears out of the sad mare
  1139. 1139.
    >"YES! YES! YES!" She bounces over to Anon at the door, "I can't wait to help her celebrate! Are we going to go right now?!"
  1140. 1140.
    >Anon simles down at the one-mare-orgy
  1141. 1141.
    "Yep, lets go see how she's doing. She's in my chambers."
  1142. 1142.
    >They both cross the hall to Anon's bedroom
  1143. 1143.
    >Pinkie bouncing every inch she could
  1144. 1144.
    >Anon opens the door and is blasted by a creaming Applejack, howling loudly
  1145. 1145.
    >He's not sure if she is cumming, or trying to cum again
  1146. 1146.
    "AJ, I'm back. And I brought Pinkie, she wants to help you celebrate. You can use her how ever you want."
  1147. 1147.
    __________________________________
  1148. 1148.
    >Applejack popped off her toy and pranced to the edge of the bed facing Anon and Pinkie
  1149. 1149.
    >"Hiya Pinkie!"
  1150. 1150.
    >Pinkie Pie waved and smiled a big goofy grin
  1151. 1151.
    >"Ah reckon that'd be might fun Master."
  1152. 1152.
    >Anon's eyes narrowed
  1153. 1153.
    "You can do anything you want with her, and force her to do anything you want done. She's your new toy."
  1154. 1154.
    >Anon walks over and takes away the lovejuice covered phallus and tosses it over near Doormat
  1155. 1155.
    >She recoils best she can from it, but there's really no where for her to go
  1156. 1156.
    >The scent of applejack has to be pissing her off, she's competition to getting rutted
  1157. 1157.
    >Though Anon can't see this in her face, she basically looks like she's given up
  1158. 1158.
    'Perfect'
  1159. 1159.
     
  1160. 1160.
    >Applejack tilts her head, looking at Pinkie Pie
  1161. 1161.
    >Then a deep smirk flows onto her face
  1162. 1162.
    >Anon walks over to his dresser, near the mare trapped in the stockade and placed the black bead Zecora had given him on his dresser
  1163. 1163.
    "Pinkie, please join AJ on the bed."
  1164. 1164.
    >Pinkie bounced over and up onto the bed, and snuggled up next to Applejack
  1165. 1165.
    >AJ wrapped a hoof around her, and licked one of Pinkie's Ear
  1166. 1166.
    >And Pinkie returned the favour, laying down into her nether regions and began lapping up
  1167. 1167.
    >"Wait a just a gosh dern second Pink."
  1168. 1168.
    >"Whats the matter Applehorse?
  1169. 1169.
    ______________________________________________________
  1170. 1170.
    >Pinkie Pie looked up at AJ
  1171. 1171.
    >"Ah get to decide what you do." She pushes Pinkie away
  1172. 1172.
    >"Master, could you put that," she points to a strap-on on Anon's wall, "on her," pointing back to Pinkie Pie
  1173. 1173.
    >Anon smiles
  1174. 1174.
    >He was leaning against the dresser watching them, and turned to look where she'd pointed
  1175. 1175.
    >He complied and fited the device onto Pinkie who was still relatively happy
  1176. 1176.
    >Though getting bossed around by AJ did seem to put her out a little
  1177. 1177.
    >"Now, Pink. Rut me. Like a stallion."
  1178. 1178.
    >AJ says this and lays down on one of Anon's pillows
  1179. 1179.
    >Lifting her tail over to the side, revealing her sex
  1180. 1180.
    >Pinkie doesn't even hesitate
  1181. 1181.
    >She mounts the farm pony, sliding her fake cock nice and snug into AJ's waiting hole, and starts pounding away
  1182. 1182.
    >Anon watched them, quickly becoming errect
  1183. 1183.
    >He stripped down and joined them on the bed
  1184. 1184.
    >MOstly watching for a time
  1185. 1185.
    >Eventually reminding AJ not to exclude him
  1186. 1186.
    >For over an hour they were constantly twisting and laying and thrusting into AJ, one way or another
  1187. 1187.
    >Then there was a knock at the door
  1188. 1188.
    >Anon detatched himself fromt he fuck frenzy
  1189. 1189.
    "Come in Ocatvia," Anon said speaking loudly, "Our food is here pets."
  1190. 1190.
    >He fully pulls himself away from Applejack to see Octavia pushing her food cart into his room
  1191. 1191.
    >He stands and points to the dresser, at the black pill for the imprisoned mare
  1192. 1192.
    "Feed that to her when you do."
  1193. 1193.
    >Stacking 3 of the trays he rejoins the two sex toys on his bed
  1194. 1194.
    >Setting 2 down infront of them, he sits and begins to eat his own
  1195. 1195.
    >He definetly needed the energy
  1196. 1196.
    ____________________________________________________
  1197. 1197.
    >Anon looked down at his food and sighed
  1198. 1198.
    >He could see Octavia out of the corner of his eye
  1199. 1199.
    >She was pushing her cart over to Doormat
  1200. 1200.
    >Rewarding Applejack had become more of a chore
  1201. 1201.
    >He Needed a break
  1202. 1202.
    >He cut into his steak and took a bite
  1203. 1203.
    >Chewing slowly he collected himself
  1204. 1204.
    >The meal was exactly what he needed
  1205. 1205.
    >AJ and Pinkie had run him ragged
  1206. 1206.
    >They were eating thier food quietly
  1207. 1207.
    >Anon reached over to Pinkie's cupcake and took a bite out of it
  1208. 1208.
    "There ya go Pinkie."
  1209. 1209.
    >"Thanks Master!" She said cheerily
  1210. 1210.
    >She quickly started eating the rest of her greens to get to her cupcake
  1211. 1211.
    >Applejack was laying down while eating
  1212. 1212.
    >She looked exhausted
  1213. 1213.
    >With a near perma-smile on her face
  1214. 1214.
    >Pinkie knew her stuff
  1215. 1215.
    >He took another cut from his steak and turned to watch Octavia feeding his prisoner
  1216. 1216.
    >She was weak
  1217. 1217.
    >Octavia had to lift her head to spoon feed her
  1218. 1218.
    >Anon looked over to the dresser
  1219. 1219.
    >The bead Zecora had given him was gone
  1220. 1220.
    >He contiuned to watch as he finished his food
  1221. 1221.
    >He was trying to decide what to do with AJ and Pinkie while he spoke with Doormat
  1222. 1222.
    >Either he'd have to leave with her
  1223. 1223.
    >Or they'd have to leave
  1224. 1224.
    >Neither of which seemed like great options
  1225. 1225.
    >He continued to think pondering his options
  1226. 1226.
    ___________________________________________________
  1227. 1227.
    >*Clink*
  1228. 1228.
    >Anon looked down to his plate
  1229. 1229.
    >It was empty
  1230. 1230.
    >Anon sighed
  1231. 1231.
    >Placing his cutlery on the plate he slid it over to his pets
  1232. 1232.
    >They both licked it clean with out heistation
  1233. 1233.
    >They love the salty juices
  1234. 1234.
    >He then stood from the bed, stretching out his body
  1235. 1235.
    >Walking around the bed, he stood behind Octavia, watching Doormat
  1236. 1236.
    "Applejack, Pinkie, I am going to be working with This one for a while," He gestures to the mare "You two play together while I do alright?"
  1237. 1237.
    >Anon pushed Octavia back as she moved to give Doormat another helping of oats
  1238. 1238.
    "That'll be all, please continue with your duties."
  1239. 1239.
    >Anon untied her tailtie and tossed it and the removed ballgag to the side
  1240. 1240.
    >He then worked on constraints keeping her in the stockade
  1241. 1241.
    >She collapsed out of it to the ground, clearly unable to hold herself up
  1242. 1242.
    >She looked like death
  1243. 1243.
    >Only thing suggesting other wise was the shallow breathing as her chest slowly rose and deflated
  1244. 1244.
    >Anon reached down to her mane, pulling, and wrapping an arm around her middle
  1245. 1245.
    >He hoisted her up onto his shoulder
  1246. 1246.
    >She was completely limp
  1247. 1247.
    >Carrying her towards his bathroom door, he opens it at places Doormat in the shower
  1248. 1248.
    >"Master..." Applejack's voice came quietly from his bed
  1249. 1249.
    "Yes Applejack?" He peers into the bedroom from the door
  1250. 1250.
    >She grunted a little, "If you're going to be away, could you refasten the strap-on back onto Pink here?" She pokes her hoof at Pinkie
  1251. 1251.
    >Anon smiles and walks over and set Pinkie up to rut AJ
  1252. 1252.
    >Turning away, he then entered the bathroom, shut and locked the door and looked down at doormat
  1253. 1253.
    >She was still laying there
  1254. 1254.
    >He reached over and turned the cold water on
  1255. 1255.
    ___________________________________________
  1256. 1256.
    >The icey water raining down onto the mare finally illicited a response
  1257. 1257.
    >She gasped and started panting
  1258. 1258.
    >She let out a sigh of pleasure
  1259. 1259.
    >The heat was probably partially sated by the cold water
  1260. 1260.
    >But only barely
  1261. 1261.
    >Anon sat there, stark naked, stroking himself, trying to get hard
  1262. 1262.
    >He just watched her, she was still laying in the position he'd placed her
  1263. 1263.
    >Her panting seemed to speed up
  1264. 1264.
    >She manuvered onto her back so the water was hitting more of her body
  1265. 1265.
    >Her eyes finally opened as she let the water wash over her head
  1266. 1266.
    >Anon then turned the water over to HOT
  1267. 1267.
    >It was a pretty quick transition
  1268. 1268.
    >She was now very distressed and panting much harder
  1269. 1269.
    >Anon leaned down to her
  1270. 1270.
    "Stand. Up."
  1271. 1271.
    >She looked over at him, her eye lids drooping heavily, even nearly closing entierly, as though she were about to fall asleep
  1272. 1272.
    >She did nothing
  1273. 1273.
    "Doormat, Stand up now!" He said a little more sternly
  1274. 1274.
    >She turned back onto her stomach and tried to put some force into her legs
  1275. 1275.
    >The effort was in vain
  1276. 1276.
    >She could only make her legs shake as she put what little strength she could into them
  1277. 1277.
    >Though she wasn't able to
  1278. 1278.
    "Here I'll help you."
  1279. 1279.
    >Anon pulled her body up and she locked her knees in place
  1280. 1280.
    >It was incredibly preilous, but she was able to stay standing
  1281. 1281.
    "Now, Doormat, I have one question for you." He smirked knowing the answer, and was ready to deny her release. "I want you to tell me what you want."
  1282. 1282.
    >She looked up to him
  1283. 1283.
    >Her face looked miserable
  1284. 1284.
    >Like she might cry
  1285. 1285.
    >She opened her mouth, trembling
  1286. 1286.
    >Then closed it
  1287. 1287.
    >Then opened it again
  1288. 1288.
    >"I... I.. Was j-j-just following orders..."
  1289. 1289.
    >Tears were streaming down her face now....
  1290. 1290.
    ______________________________________________
  1291. 1291.
    >Anon could feel is heart beat
  1292. 1292.
    >Pound would be a better description
  1293. 1293.
     
  1294. 1294.
    >Anon's thoughts race
  1295. 1295.
    'This bitch'
  1296. 1296.
    'This insufferable cunt'
  1297. 1297.
    'How.'
  1298. 1298.
    'How could She still lie.'
  1299. 1299.
    'After all that time unsated'
  1300. 1300.
    'Needing some kind of phallus'
  1301. 1301.
    'Some kind of release'
  1302. 1302.
    'A LITERAL PHYSICAL NEED'
  1303. 1303.
    'And this bitch could still think straight'
  1304. 1304.
    'Even with my Cock errect and in her face'
  1305. 1305.
    'Even with Zecora's...'
  1306. 1306.
    'How could she do this'
  1307. 1307.
    'She was suggesting she was ordered to knock on my door'
  1308. 1308.
    'That she wasn't to blame for disturbing my evening'
  1309. 1309.
    'How was this possible'
  1310. 1310.
     
  1311. 1311.
    >The anger was clearly showing on Anon's face
  1312. 1312.
    >The mare in his shower was had collapsed and was cowering from him
  1313. 1313.
    >"I swear, The Queen, She..." Tears continuing to gush from her eyes "... I.. I was just following her orders.." She was sniveling and trying to push rub the tears out of her eyes
  1314. 1314.
    >The hot water continued to pour on her
  1315. 1315.
    >She was also still panting
  1316. 1316.
    >"I..... know what happens to those that offend you...." She was whispering now, still cowering from the angry gaze solidified on Anon's face
  1317. 1317.
    >He was huffing and puffing
  1318. 1318.
    >The mare hid her face, muttering, whining "..please please... please.." Her panting picking up again
  1319. 1319.
    >If any of this was getting through to Anon, she couldn't tell
  1320. 1320.
     
  1321. 1321.
    >Zecora
  1322. 1322.
    >could she have failed?
  1323. 1323.
    >In all the time she'd served him and the empire
  1324. 1324.
    >She'd never been unable to fullfill a request
  1325. 1325.
    >No job went undone
  1326. 1326.
    >Everything she'd ever made for him and worked flawlessly
  1327. 1327.
    >She was "The Apothocary"
  1328. 1328.
    >She was reknowned
  1329. 1329.
    >Either Zecora had finally failed
  1330. 1330.
    >Or this little mare, once guard, is telling the truth
  1331. 1331.
    >He sat there dumbfounded
  1332. 1332.
    >Riddled with anger
  1333. 1333.
    >In the torrents of his thoughts, he recalled the griffons
  1334. 1334.
    >How they'd been late
  1335. 1335.
    >And the one that he'd killed
  1336. 1336.
    ____________________________________________
  1337. 1337.
    >Anon was tumbling a myriad of ideas in his head
  1338. 1338.
    >The griffons
  1339. 1339.
    >The Moon Rise
  1340. 1340.
    >The dead griffon
  1341. 1341.
    >The war
  1342. 1342.
    >The Mare cowering in his shower
  1343. 1343.
    >He was shaken again
  1344. 1344.
    >Last time it was like a bomb was about to go off
  1345. 1345.
    >And he forgot where it was
  1346. 1346.
    >This time though, it was more like a word spelled correctly looking wrong on the page
  1347. 1347.
    >It was pissing him off
  1348. 1348.
    >He takes a deep breath, and exhales
  1349. 1349.
    >The whimpering of the mare still persisten
  1350. 1350.
    >He decided he needed to clean her
  1351. 1351.
    >She was utterly filthy
  1352. 1352.
    >He leaned over the tub
  1353. 1353.
    >She stiffened up at his touch
  1354. 1354.
    >He took his time cleaning her
  1355. 1355.
    >Seeing if she'd loosen up
  1356. 1356.
    >1, 2, 3, 5 mins
  1357. 1357.
    >She didn't
  1358. 1358.
    >Anon didn't understand
  1359. 1359.
    >Maybe the ordeal broke her
  1360. 1360.
    "Hey you." He thumps her on the head with his knuckle, "What year is it?
  1361. 1361.
    >She pauses, wincing from the pain on her head
  1362. 1362.
    >"5th year of the Moon."
  1363. 1363.
    "And whats your name."
  1364. 1364.
    >She says "Stalwart V-"
  1365. 1365.
    >Anon thumps her on the head again
  1366. 1366.
    "No its Doormat."
  1367. 1367.
    "Who is ruler of equestria?"
  1368. 1368.
    >Doormat doesn't answer
  1369. 1369.
    __________________________________________
  1370. 1370.
    "Doormat," Anon says warningly "Who is the ruler of Equestria."
  1371. 1371.
    >She does something unexpected
  1372. 1372.
    >She snorts
  1373. 1373.
    >Bitterly, she says "Nightmare Moon."
  1374. 1374.
    "Fuck"
  1375. 1375.
    >Doormat looks up to him in fear as he says this
  1376. 1376.
    >Anon looks at her, disgust in his eyes
  1377. 1377.
    >He held the gaze
  1378. 1378.
    >His eyes glazed over and he was back to feeling like he did before
  1379. 1379.
    >That griffon really messed him up...
  1380. 1380.
    >Then it hit him, he knew why he felt so off
  1381. 1381.
    >He stood up, Doormat's mane and body still soaked and filled with shampoo
  1382. 1382.
    >Water still running strong
  1383. 1383.
    >He leaves the bathroom
  1384. 1384.
    >Pinkie Pie is rutting AJ from behind
  1385. 1385.
    >She's in the middle of an orgasm
  1386. 1386.
    >They don't notice him as he grabs a pair of pants and a shirt
  1387. 1387.
    >He leaves the room, dressing himself as he ventures out of his wing and into the rest of the castle
  1388. 1388.
    >There was something that had been bothering him
  1389. 1389.
    >Yesterday's negotiations had muddled the issue
  1390. 1390.
    >With the griffons
  1391. 1391.
    >And the execution
  1392. 1392.
    >But thinking back now
  1393. 1393.
    >To when the moon came up through the Royal Hall's far window
  1394. 1394.
    >He needed to see The Queen
  1395. 1395.
    >Power in his stride and fire in his heart, he headed to her chambers
  1396. 1396.
    >As he rounded the corner to the hall where he'd find her, Anon saw 2 guards standing at attention
  1397. 1397.
    >Anon walks up to them both
  1398. 1398.
    >One of them was visibly shaken by his abrupt appearance
  1399. 1399.
    >"T-The Queen is Not to be disturbed sir!"
  1400. 1400.
    "Fuuck that." Anon says, and he moves to open the door
  1401. 1401.
    >They try to stop him be they didn't anticipate his boldness
  1402. 1402.
    >Bursting into the room he speaks
  1403. 1403.
    "Nightmare."
  1404. 1404.
    >Her four poster bed's curtains are drawn
  1405. 1405.
    "Nightmare." He says again.
  1406. 1406.
    >There is a distince sniffle from behind the curtains
  1407. 1407.
    _____________________________
  1408. 1408.
    >Anon stood there, waiting for a response from The Nightmare
  1409. 1409.
    >The sniffle had been stifiled and cut short, Anon heard a shifting movement behind the 4 poster curtains
  1410. 1410.
    "Nightmare." Anon said again, this time a bit less agressively
  1411. 1411.
    >He heard movemnt again, then the familiar sound of a horn flaring up with magic
  1412. 1412.
    >Anon could hear the curtains opposite him being drawn open
  1413. 1413.
    >Then the clopping of hooves on the chamber's stone floors were next
  1414. 1414.
    >NMM's voice then came "You are supposed to be in your quarters..." More clopping of hooves as She turned the corner, "Why are you here...."
  1415. 1415.
    >Anon hadn't seen her like this in a long time
  1416. 1416.
    >Her hair was messy, clearly she'd been in bed all day
  1417. 1417.
    >She also was not wearing her regalia
  1418. 1418.
    >She was completely plain
  1419. 1419.
    >Her eyes were blinking out of sync, adjusting to the light, now away from the seclusion of her bed
  1420. 1420.
    >"I said, Why are you here, oaf."
  1421. 1421.
    >Anon stared at her incredulously.
  1422. 1422.
    "Oaf?"
  1423. 1423.
    >Nightmare Moon's eyes narrowed, "Yes Oaf. What do you want."
  1424. 1424.
    >She walked away, flicking her tail at him,
  1425. 1425.
    >She reached the center of the room, turned to face Anon, tossed some of the messy hair out of her eyes, and said "SPEAK!" in her Royal Canterlot voice
  1426. 1426.
    >Her mouth hung open, fangs peaking past her lips.
  1427. 1427.
    Anon waited for a few moments, and after internally shaking his head at her, "I... just needed to talk to you about a few things. About yesterday. "
  1428. 1428.
    >The Nightmare stared at Anon
  1429. 1429.
    >She was visibly annoyed by his response
  1430. 1430.
    >"You think I want to hear about your necrophilia...?!" She said methodically, "Get. Out."
  1431. 1431.
    >With that she takes a powerful stance facing him, looking fierce, despite her disheveled appearance
  1432. 1432.
    >She stamps her hoof, as though she might charge
  1433. 1433.
    >Anon is aghast
  1434. 1434.
    He mutters "Bitch," under her breath. Putting himself past her remark, He said, "Yesterday, Moonrise."
  1435. 1435.
    "The execution, the griffons, their tardiness" He goes over his thought process out loud. "The Moon."
  1436. 1436.
    Looking right at her, "You raised the moon early, didn't you....?"
  1437. 1437.
    ______________________________
  1438. 1438.
    >Nightmare's demeanor instantly melted into a gigglefit
  1439. 1439.
    >She crooked one of her legs and shook so powerfully from laughter her hoof tapped the center room rug
  1440. 1440.
    >Anon was now the one with an icy stare, The Nightmare oblivious
  1441. 1441.
    "Find something amusing?"
  1442. 1442.
    >The Queen continued to giggle, now lifting a hoof to her muzzle
  1443. 1443.
    "Care to fill me in on the joke?" Anon said coldly
  1444. 1444.
    >She, still giggling, held a hoof up to her muzzle
  1445. 1445.
    >It took her a moment to compose her self and she said "Well, my dear," She cooed, "I figured if that, least of all, even you'd pick up on. You even glanced over at me when I raised the moon. Are you telling me you seriously didn't realize?" She giggled some more.
  1446. 1446.
    >Anon felt a heat rising in his neck
  1447. 1447.
    >But his face didn't show it
  1448. 1448.
    "So what you're saying is-"
  1449. 1449.
    >She cut him off "What I'm saying dear, is that I expected better of you. And I thought this was about something else..." She giggled a little more, "Something about you're pets... or that griffon..." She grimaces and shakes her self in disgust jokingly.
  1450. 1450.
    >She continues, "As long as you're here, could I ask you to use those fingers of -"
  1451. 1451.
    "No Nightmare." Anon says sternly, "So what you're telling me, is when the Griffon Emmisaries agreed to come here, to stop the bloodshed. You ensured they'd be late. Allowing you to call for a sacrifice in penance." He paused, "That about sum it up?"
  1452. 1452.
    >Nightmare wasn't laughing now, her eyes narrowed
  1453. 1453.
    >"Yes"
  1454. 1454.
    >Now Nightmare could see the change in Anon
  1455. 1455.
    >It was like a heat was radiating off him, his breathing was heavier, but only slightly
  1456. 1456.
    "Alright then," he said casually, detatched from the room, "I'm going to need your help for something in a moment I'll be returning in just a moment,"
  1457. 1457.
    >With that Anon headed to the door and left, not noticing the look on Nightmare's face
  1458. 1458.
    >"WHERE DO YOU THINK YOU'RE GOING" boomed from the hardwood door as it clicked smoothly shut
  1459. 1459.
    >Anon didn't care, he had someone to fix, or more properly worded, "unfix"
  1460. 1460.
    _______________________________________
  1461. 1461.
    >Anon felt like he should be huffing and puffing, sprinting down the hallway, but he wasn't
  1462. 1462.
    >He was to drained
  1463. 1463.
    >Or apathetic
  1464. 1464.
    >He wasn't sure
  1465. 1465.
    >His thoughts were on the bitch
  1466. 1466.
    >Nightmare Moon
  1467. 1467.
    >He told himself he shouldn't be surprised
  1468. 1468.
    >He told himself his was her way
  1469. 1469.
    >She's always been a bitch
  1470. 1470.
    >She's killed indiscriminately
  1471. 1471.
    >Fucked indiscriminately, as he learned the hard way
  1472. 1472.
    >And she'd constantly fucked with him, Anon, her benefactor, no matter what she said
  1473. 1473.
    >He had his pets
  1474. 1474.
    >Who he had long ago called the "Mane 6"
  1475. 1475.
    >Though he'd made them his
  1476. 1476.
    >He was content with them
  1477. 1477.
    >He fought to protect them
  1478. 1478.
    >But still, even sou
  1479. 1479.
    >Nightmare Moon was always there
  1480. 1480.
    >And yet...
  1481. 1481.
    >Anon stopped
  1482. 1482.
    >He'd reached his quarter's
  1483. 1483.
    "Right." He said plainly and entered his door
  1484. 1484.
    >AJ and Pinkie were cuddle on his bed
  1485. 1485.
    >They were cuddling, lips locked and hooves clopping each others weakly
  1486. 1486.
    >Anon smiled as he saw them
  1487. 1487.
    >He could hear the water, still running in his bathroom
  1488. 1488.
    >Anon stepped in and for a split second he was concerned
  1489. 1489.
    >Doormat had slipped down the side of the tub and it had looked as though she had managed to haul her self
  1490. 1490.
    >But there she lay, eyes barely open
  1491. 1491.
    >Anon could feel the water flecking off the sides of the wall and the tub its self
  1492. 1492.
    >It was ice cold
  1493. 1493.
    >He turned if off and ran a hand down the mare's back
  1494. 1494.
    >No ear twitch, or skin ripple in response
  1495. 1495.
    >She was completely dead weight
  1496. 1496.
    "Come here you..." he said, with a tiny trace of sympathy
  1497. 1497.
    >He lifted her up, flopped her fore legs over his shoulder and stood and turned back to leave his room
  1498. 1498.
    ________________________
  1499. 1499.
    >Back in the hall, Anon felt the cold water dripping down his chest and through his crotch and across his legs
  1500. 1500.
    >He didn't care
  1501. 1501.
    >He had a mare
  1502. 1502.
    >There was something about carrying ponies this way
  1503. 1503.
    >He smiled internally
  1504. 1504.
    'What the fuck.' Anon thought to himself.
  1505. 1505.
    >Shaking those thoughts from him, he carried the mare back to his "queen's" chamber
  1506. 1506.
    >The guards were gone
  1507. 1507.
    >Anon though that was odd
  1508. 1508.
    >Upon entering Nightmare's chamber he realized how foolish he was
  1509. 1509.
    >They were all over the walls
  1510. 1510.
    >A pile of flowing black magical hair and dark blue pony fur was in the center of the room, huddled
  1511. 1511.
    >Grimacing at the gore lining the walls
  1512. 1512.
    >And trying to ignore the half a skull sticking to one of tops of the four poster
  1513. 1513.
    >He placed Doormat to his behind him
  1514. 1514.
    "Nightmare."
  1515. 1515.
    >She didn't stir
  1516. 1516.
    "Nightmare." He said wincing as he said it more firmly.
  1517. 1517.
    >Her tail moved, and he could see her legs flexing, shakily
  1518. 1518.
    >Anon watched her, bracing himself, wishing he was wearing his armor
  1519. 1519.
    >She stood, her head still lowered to the ground
  1520. 1520.
    "I see you had some fun with your guards again," he said casually.
  1521. 1521.
    >Her horn peaked over her shoulders, then her head, she was wearing her regalia
  1522. 1522.
    >She turned to face Anon
  1523. 1523.
    >She had tear stains down her face, and there was the ocasional drop down her cheeks
  1524. 1524.
    >But she was not crying
  1525. 1525.
    >Her face was one of fury
  1526. 1526.
    >Her horn flared, and anon only barely saw the aura surround half a chair before it was flung at him
  1527. 1527.
    "What the FUCK!" He yelled.
  1528. 1528.
    >He raised his arms to try and prevent the blow
  1529. 1529.
    >He didn't, but the chair just crumbled around him
  1530. 1530.
    >Assumedly to damaged from her time with the guards
  1531. 1531.
    >Anon didn't waste any time
  1532. 1532.
    >He moved toward her
  1533. 1533.
    >Another piece of wood flew at him
  1534. 1534.
    >Now her face was controted
  1535. 1535.
    >She flipped the remains of one of her tables in front of her stopping Anon from getting to her
  1536. 1536.
    >Another, even smaller bit of wood was flung at him
  1537. 1537.
    >Either she was weak from the guards
  1538. 1538.
    >Or she backing down
  1539. 1539.
    >Anon couldn't tell
  1540. 1540.
    >The table posed no obstacle
  1541. 1541.
    ________________________________
  1542. 1542.
    >Nightmare had turned away from Anon
  1543. 1543.
    >He horn's magical flare fading
  1544. 1544.
    >She was full out weeping now
  1545. 1545.
    >Anon looked down at her
  1546. 1546.
    >Partially pitying her, partially disgusted
  1547. 1547.
    >He paused, thinking how to handle this
  1548. 1548.
    >She'd been upset in the past
  1549. 1549.
    >But he'd never seen her cry
  1550. 1550.
    >He tentatively reached out his hand to her
  1551. 1551.
    >Placing it on her fore shoulder, she pulled away violently, gasping
  1552. 1552.
    >"Do not touch me ogre!" She hissed pulling farther away from them
  1553. 1553.
    >She reared to face him, standing strong against him
  1554. 1554.
    >She lowered her head and pointed her horn at him
  1555. 1555.
    >"Do not TOUCH ME!" She screamed
  1556. 1556.
    >Tears were falling from her cheeks
  1557. 1557.
    >But she was angry
  1558. 1558.
    >"GO BACK TO YOUR PETS!"
  1559. 1559.
    >"GO FUCK TRIXIE AGAIN!"
  1560. 1560.
    >"GO PLAY WITH YOUR LITTLE GUARD MISTRESS!"
  1561. 1561.
    >"But do not TOUCH me ogre!"
  1562. 1562.
    >She panted heavily, giving Anon a deathly stare
  1563. 1563.
    >The out burst made her heave a deep sob
  1564. 1564.
    >Her horn flared again, and she bared her fangs
  1565. 1565.
    >Anon heard something wooden slide along the floor behind her and he dropped to the floor
  1566. 1566.
    >The wood flew just over his head and slammed into Nightmare's face
  1567. 1567.
    >She swore, and recoiled in pain
  1568. 1568.
    >Anon got back to his feet and closed the small distance between him and Nightmare, and grabbed the base of her horn
  1569. 1569.
    >She howled at this contact and tried to pull away, the glow fading from her horn
  1570. 1570.
    >He squeezed her horn, ensuring she couldn't fling more wood at him
  1571. 1571.
    >Anon pulled her to him, and leaned down into her face, Anon's expression was livid
  1572. 1572.
    "What. The. Fuck."
  1573. 1573.
    ____________________
  1574. 1574.
     
  1575. 1575.
    [From Nightmare Moon's Perspective]
  1576. 1576.
     
  1577. 1577.
    >Nightmare saw fire in Anon's eyes
  1578. 1578.
    >It angered her, and terriffied her
  1579. 1579.
    >This heathen, abberation against nature, was staring her down
  1580. 1580.
    >She felt his grip tighten on her horn
  1581. 1581.
    >Thats when she knew he could see she was frightened
  1582. 1582.
    >Her anger was still there, but knowing what the beast had done to his pets, and various citizenry, and what tales of his ferocity had reached her from the front lines of the war
  1583. 1583.
    >Nightmare was crying again
  1584. 1584.
    >Him seeing her like this was the last the she wanted
  1585. 1585.
    >But as those angry eyes peered into her soul, she felt helpless
  1586. 1586.
    >His hand tightened again, and the beast snarled at her
  1587. 1587.
    >Nightmare tried to use her magic to force him away out of instinct
  1588. 1588.
    >Then tried to grap some debris from nearby
  1589. 1589.
    >It was no use, his hand was preventing her from channeling the her full length
  1590. 1590.
    >And she knew she couldn't do anything about it
  1591. 1591.
    >She wailed and kicked pulling away from his grip
  1592. 1592.
    >That only enraged the ogre further
  1593. 1593.
    >"YOU STUPID CUNT!" It said as Nightmare was forced to the ground, a bit of the gore from the guards she'd just dismembered smearing onto her coat
  1594. 1594.
    >Nightmare continued to flail her legs
  1595. 1595.
    >Horrible images of herself flew through her mind
  1596. 1596.
    >Placed next to her bitch of a sister
  1597. 1597.
    >Brought low and 'obediant'
  1598. 1598.
    >She couldn't bare the thought
  1599. 1599.
    >She imagined being restriced to quarters, and being fucked at this beasts whim, and begging him for it
  1600. 1600.
    >The thoughts raced through her mind as he bared down on her
  1601. 1601.
    >They filled her with a new found rage
  1602. 1602.
    >Her fear was miniscule to the fury now coursing through her
  1603. 1603.
    >Gritting her teeth she finally returned the gaze her conjuration was giving her
  1604. 1604.
    >She mustered all her strength, her eyes glowed and her mane billowed, as though caught in some unfelt torrent of wind
  1605. 1605.
    >Howling out at him, her bellowing voice creating a blast so forceful she saw the beast get forced back and felt him tighten the grip on her precious horn
  1606. 1606.
    >The new grip didn't matter though
  1607. 1607.
    __________________
  1608. 1608.
    >A powerful force of magical energies lit her horn, enveloping Anon's hand and much of the surrounding area
  1609. 1609.
    "BE STILL!" Nightmare's voice bounced around the stone room with earshattering volume
  1610. 1610.
    >Her charged fury and anger had been unleased, knocking Anon back to the ground
  1611. 1611.
    >Nightmare heaved and puffed, throughly spent from the ordeal
  1612. 1612.
    >She looked down at Anon
  1613. 1613.
    >He was spread eagle on the ground
  1614. 1614.
    >His limbs sticking in the air stiffly
  1615. 1615.
    "That could have killed your Ogre!" It should have she thought to her self as she told him
  1616. 1616.
    >And not just kill him, if he was of Equestria, there'd be not a trace of the beast
  1617. 1617.
    "Be greatful I still let you live!" She yelled at him
  1618. 1618.
    >He was twitching, seemingly regaining the use of his body, which seemed to be frozen in time, from the ackward angle they were haning mid air and he was laying on the floor
  1619. 1619.
    >Nightmare used her horn to through her door open
  1620. 1620.
    >Magic'ing the rug she wrapped him, and his pet up and flung them both into the corridor
  1621. 1621.
    >She bellowed down it in her royal canterlot voice
  1622. 1622.
    "GUARDS! TAKE THIS BEAST BACK TO ITS CHAMBERS AND KEEP IT THERE TILL I CALL FOR IT!"
  1623. 1623.
    >She looked down at Anon, still not able to entirely move
  1624. 1624.
    "Remeber who I am you foul miscreation!" She hissed quitely at him, "I am QUEEN of the night, YOUR Queen. And you will obey me!"
  1625. 1625.
    >And with that she slammed her quaters doors
  1626. 1626.
    >She quickly magiced a wardrob in front of the door
  1627. 1627.
    >She could feel the fear seeping back into her countenance
  1628. 1628.
    >She screwed up her face
  1629. 1629.
    >Tears slipped down her face
  1630. 1630.
    >She stumbled to her bed, where the curtains were closed
  1631. 1631.
    >She quickly slipped inside and curled up under the warmth and comfort
  1632. 1632.
    >Amongst her blankets and pillows she allowed her self to quietly sob
  1633. 1633.
    "How could you, Anon?" She hissed quitely, Her crying making her speech fragmented with heaves
  1634. 1634.
    "You stupid ogre..." She tucked her self up into a ball
  1635. 1635.
    "Foul beast..." She spit
  1636. 1636.
    >But with that the words soured her even further, causing her to cry uncontrollably into her pillows
  1637. 1637.
    ______________
  1638. 1638.
     
  1639. 1639.
    [From Anon's Perspective]
  1640. 1640.
     
  1641. 1641.
    >Anon was laying in his bed, with Doormat, Applejack, and Pinkie Pie laying with him
  1642. 1642.
    >They had insisted on staying with him while
  1643. 1643.
    >Well Applejack and Pinkie Pie
  1644. 1644.
    >Doormat was still a mess, basically focusing everything on keepign conciousness
  1645. 1645.
    >Which she soon failed to do
  1646. 1646.
    >All three had fallen asleep shortly after
  1647. 1647.
    >Finally though the feeling was back in his extremities
  1648. 1648.
    >It had been a few hours, since the guards had collected the pile NMM had left him in and placed him here
  1649. 1649.
    >Anon was able to move his body shortly after
  1650. 1650.
    >But the numbness made anything more then rolling over a nightmare
  1651. 1651.
    >Not to mention he didn't want to wake his sleeping pets
  1652. 1652.
    >He was not looking forward to explaining his condition to them
  1653. 1653.
    >So he waited, and thought to himself
  1654. 1654.
    'How in the fuck did she do that.'
  1655. 1655.
    >He thought back to the moment Nightmare's eyes lit up
  1656. 1656.
    >He had felt an energy course through the room, making the hair on his arm stand
  1657. 1657.
    'Does this mean sufficiently powerful magic CAN touch me?!'
  1658. 1658.
    >The though disturbed him
  1659. 1659.
    'And why is she so wound up,'
  1660. 1660.
    >He thought back to when he first entered her room
  1661. 1661.
    'Was she fucking crying?'
  1662. 1662.
    >He stared up at his bed's cover
  1663. 1663.
    >He didn't want to admit it
  1664. 1664.
    >But he felt he may have underestimated her
  1665. 1665.
    >He tried to think of something else
  1666. 1666.
    >Like fucking one of his pets
  1667. 1667.
    >He thought of twilight, and the nights they'd shared
  1668. 1668.
    >It was a good distraction
  1669. 1669.
    >After about an hour Anon could feel the bristles of Applejack's mane rubbing just above his belt
  1670. 1670.
    >Deciding he'd had enough of staring at the top of is 4 poster bed, he decided to get a better look at these ponies laying on him
  1671. 1671.
    ______________________
  1672. 1672.
    >Applejack, not to his surprised, was laying in his crotch, head just above his belt
  1673. 1673.
    >Doormat was on his left, her head resting on his chest
  1674. 1674.
    >And Pinkie Pie, or more accurately Pinkamena, was wrapped around his right arm
  1675. 1675.
    "Damn..." he muttered quietly
  1676. 1676.
    >Pinkamena's head turned to look at Anon as he said this.
  1677. 1677.
    >"Hello Master." She says quietly, nuzzling his upper arm
  1678. 1678.
    "May I have my arm please Pinkamena?
  1679. 1679.
    >She stands with out question and Anon pulls his arm out from under her and rustles her head
  1680. 1680.
    >She lays back down next to him, nuzzling into his side
  1681. 1681.
    >"Are you feeling better Master?
  1682. 1682.
    "I am actually, thank you for asking
  1683. 1683.
    >Applejack was still asleep
  1684. 1684.
    >No doubt exhausted from her being fucked like an animal all day
  1685. 1685.
    >Doormat's eyes were flickering, but they were staying closed, He pushed her off his chest and lifted Applejack up as he moved his leg over her
  1686. 1686.
    "You're in the way Pinkamena." Anon said
  1687. 1687.
    >She quickly hops off the bed and turns to face him, her face still her usualy melancoly
  1688. 1688.
    >"I am sorry Master."
  1689. 1689.
    "It's fine pet, I just didn't want to wake AJ or this one," He gestured to Doormat
  1690. 1690.
    >Anon slipped off the edge of the bed, and stood next to Pinkamena
  1691. 1691.
    >She was covered in dried mare cum
  1692. 1692.
    >Shame it had to go to waste
  1693. 1693.
    "You need to be cleaned, come on, get to the shower."
  1694. 1694.
    >"Yes Master." She obeyed
  1695. 1695.
    >As he cleaned the dull pink mare Anon thought about his encounter with NMM again
  1696. 1696.
    'Fucking Cunt'
  1697. 1697.
    >The Anger was returning
  1698. 1698.
    'She almost killed me, after everything I've done for her. She's nothing without me.'
  1699. 1699.
    >He paused thinking of what she said, about obeying her, as his Queen
  1700. 1700.
    'I've never disobeyed her. What is she talking about'
  1701. 1701.
    >He was pissed, but everytime he thought about doing something about it, he remembered the fact that she was actually able to paralyz him with her magic
  1702. 1702.
    >That'd never happened before
  1703. 1703.
    >He didn't like the idea
  1704. 1704.
    >If she could summon him to this world, maybe she could "take him out" of it
  1705. 1705.
    >He scoffed at the cliche
  1706. 1706.
    >But it meant he'd have to take her horn
  1707. 1707.
    _______________
  1708. 1708.
    >He finished washing her of her sweat and arousal and mare cum off of Pinkamena
  1709. 1709.
    >After she was cleaned, he showered himself, then stepped out of the tub
  1710. 1710.
    >He hoisted her out along with him
  1711. 1711.
    "Alright, after I've dried you, I want you to return to your room okay?"
  1712. 1712.
    >Looking a bit more sad, she said flatly, "Yes Master."
  1713. 1713.
    >Anon dried her off and patted her plot to encourage her to head out of the bathroom
  1714. 1714.
    >She did, and left into to her room across the hallway, glum and dull as ever, just the way Anon liked her
  1715. 1715.
    >Well one of her
  1716. 1716.
    >She was techinically two ponies
  1717. 1717.
    >Double the fun
  1718. 1718.
    >At that though, Anon felt a great pang in his heart
  1719. 1719.
    >In a way he'd not felt in longer than he could remember
  1720. 1720.
    >Luna
  1721. 1721.
    >Doubling fun....
  1722. 1722.
    >Fuck
  1723. 1723.
    >What if...
  1724. 1724.
    >He had always preferred Luna to Celestia, in his "past" life
  1725. 1725.
    >Anon admited there was no way to know
  1726. 1726.
    >And he couldn't let such a notion give him pause in dealing with the threat to the throne
  1727. 1727.
    >Nightmare had to go, one way or another
  1728. 1728.
    >And he was definietly going to fuck her
  1729. 1729.
    >So many details though
  1730. 1730.
    >So many potentionals
  1731. 1731.
    >And honestly so far away from the now
  1732. 1732.
    >He had to focus on the little steps that'd ensure his survival
  1733. 1733.
    >He was going to let a fucking horse dominate him
  1734. 1734.
    >Not even The Queen of the Night
  1735. 1735.
    _____________________
  1736. 1736.
    >Anon looked over at his bed, AJ and Doormat were still there sleeping,
  1737. 1737.
    "I wonder if they gave her any release" He thought to himself
  1738. 1738.
    >Doubtful, they'd learned the hard way how to understand his motives
  1739. 1739.
    >For most of them, except Rarity, they all followed his unspoken wishes pretty well
  1740. 1740.
    >But he kinda hoped
  1741. 1741.
    >Tho, AJ most of all knew who decided she or any of the others were allowed to cum
  1742. 1742.
    >He walked over and looked at the both of them, decided which one to deal with first
  1743. 1743.
    >He figured AJ needed the reinforcement
  1744. 1744.
    >As he decided he picked up her chastity belt, and looped his arm around her
  1745. 1745.
    >Leaning down to her, he whispered to her to keep quite for the other mare
  1746. 1746.
    >Anon then lifted the apple pone up and carried her out of his room
  1747. 1747.
    >Crossing her hall to her room, he entered it and set AJ down on her bed
  1748. 1748.
    >She started to sniffle
  1749. 1749.
    >She always cried
  1750. 1750.
    "Applejack," She thrusted her hips a tiny bit as he continued, "you know this is for the best."
  1751. 1751.
    >"I know Master," tears already trickling down her face, "If I hope to be anything more than an Animal, I have to have restraint." More tears, "Thank you so much Master, wiht out you," she sniffed, "I'd just be sex ravonus beast, fucking all the animals in the Everfree. But because of you I get to be with real Ponies."
  1752. 1752.
    >Anon smiled
  1753. 1753.
    "Thats right AJ, now lay back and put your hind legs up so I can get you locked in"
  1754. 1754.
    >She obeyed, but was quitely sobbing
  1755. 1755.
    >Anon gave her clit one last light kiss as he slipped the belt up and over her crotch
  1756. 1756.
    >It winked asking for more, but anon snapped the lock shut
  1757. 1757.
    >Applejack was now silently heaving
  1758. 1758.
    >He laid down next to her and rubbed her belly, which calmed her down a bit
  1759. 1759.
    >He planted a kiss on the side of her muzzle
  1760. 1760.
    "You're such a good girl AJ," he said, sparing her the arousal "I bet you can go even longer this time"
  1761. 1761.
    >Her eyes widened in silent horror as an involuntary gulp rippled down her throat
  1762. 1762.
    >Anon leaned in to whisper into her ear
  1763. 1763.
    "And think how good the fucking will be after a WHOLE year"
  1764. 1764.
    __________
  1765. 1765.
    >Anon smiled devilishly as her breathing became erratic
  1766. 1766.
    "Yep same sex animal I know and love," he said laughingly, "As always."
  1767. 1767.
    "You might want to shower, the its almost time for bed," said casually getting up from the bed. "The Sun should be coming up soon, and you've been laying in your fuck juices all night."
  1768. 1768.
    >And with that he left her to her own devices
  1769. 1769.
     
  1770. 1770.
    >Reentering his room, he saw, Doormat still laying there
  1771. 1771.
    >He wasted no time, he scooped her up in both his arms, and turned, leaving his room, and heading to Twilight's
  1772. 1772.
    >As he entered the Hall, he was met by his maid, Octavia
  1773. 1773.
    "Ahh, my dear, I was hoping I'd find you, the bed in there is a mess, could you please take care of that, and watch out for AJ's Chastity Key, Its somewhere in there."
  1774. 1774.
    >"Of course Sir," she said
  1775. 1775.
    "And don't worry about placing any of my pets in my chambers this evening, I think I'll have my time well occupied with this one," He said motioning with his gaze to the still unconcious white mare in his arms."
  1776. 1776.
    >"Yes Sir."
  1777. 1777.
    >And with that he left her, continuing on to then end of the rooms across from his, to Twilight's
  1778. 1778.
    >He opened the door and was immideatly greeted by "MASTER!" from Twilight's excited voice
  1779. 1779.
    >She was on her feet before he got the door opened, clearly have just manically scurried out of her seat at her desk to face him
  1780. 1780.
    >Anon rolled his eye's as he set the guards mare on Twilight bed,
  1781. 1781.
    Turning to face the purple unicorn, "Hello Twilight," he said sweetly.
  1782. 1782.
    >The he saw her face, "MASTER, I was so worried," she has mositure stains under her eyes.
  1783. 1783.
    >Was she fucking crying again?
  1784. 1784.
    "Twilight I told you I was fine. I didn't get hurt in the wa-"
  1785. 1785.
    >"Not that! A guard told me The Queen had killed you!"
  1786. 1786.
    >What the fuck
  1787. 1787.
    >Anon's eye's narrowed
  1788. 1788.
    Pausing, he said, "Well clearly that's not true," waving his arms a little. "But wait, then how did you know I was opening the door?"
  1789. 1789.
    __________
  1790. 1790.
    >Twilight looked down so far he could only see her curved horn
  1791. 1791.
    >She started, "I... I am your very best student "She paused, quietly saying, "and pet."
  1792. 1792.
    >When Anon didn't say anything she continued "And I might have put a spell on the door to, encourage me when you and opening it..."
  1793. 1793.
    >Anon laughed slowly through his nose
  1794. 1794.
    "Well, again, as you can see, I'm fine," He said. "Do you remember which guard made this claim?"
  1795. 1795.
    >Twilight paused for a moment, tilting her head as she thought, and then nodded confidently
  1796. 1796.
    "Perfect, looks like you have a new volunteer. But just now I have something else for you to focus on" As he finished saying this he turned looking at the mare laying on Twilight's bed "Call it a pop test"
  1797. 1797.
    >She perked up at that word
  1798. 1798.
    >She also started listing all the things she'd been studying and all the various work that she was so proud of
  1799. 1799.
    >Anon held up a hand before she got very far
  1800. 1800.
    "My dear, all I want you to do is reverse the permanent heat from this one is currently suffering from" And he pointed at the mare. "You succeed and I'll reward you."
  1801. 1801.
    >She smiled a toothy, almost creepy smile
  1802. 1802.
    >Her horn flared up with black and green magic, as she focused and lifted the mare in the air and after only a moment set her back down
  1803. 1803.
    >She plopped down on her hind legs smiling
  1804. 1804.
    >"All done Master!" She said cheerily.
  1805. 1805.
    >Anon gave her an unbelieving look
  1806. 1806.
    >Her face was suddenly filled with confusion
  1807. 1807.
    >"She's no longer suffering from a constant need to breed Master, is that not what you wanted?"
  1808. 1808.
    >Deeper worry wracked her face until Anon quickly spoke
  1809. 1809.
    "We'll see, pet, after I'm done grading her tonight. Tomorrow I'll come buy and let you know what your reward or punishment is"
  1810. 1810.
    >These words took the heart out of Twilight, she looked like someone had thrown dirt in her face
  1811. 1811.
    >She began to speak "..b-but I-"
  1812. 1812.
    >Unfortunately, Anon had scooped up the guards horse and turned to leave
  1813. 1813.
    >The door closing tight as she was cut off
  1814. 1814.
    >She mumbled, "He'll reward me he'll reward me" crazily
  1815. 1815.
    ____
  1816. 1816.
    >"He'll reward me for sure," she said, grinding her teeth
  1817. 1817.
    >Muttering, "He loves me. Of course he'll reward me, I passed is test..." She paused, then turned back to her desk. "Didn't I?" And started lifting the dark books from the shelves and placing them on her desk.
  1818. 1818.
    >Twilight quickly loses herself in her studies
  1819. 1819.
     
  1820. 1820.
    >Out in the hall Anon was carrying the pony with him
  1821. 1821.
    >He entered his room with out any distractions
  1822. 1822.
    >"Sir." Came the voice of Octavia
  1823. 1823.
    >She was still working on the sheets, they are a bit caked in areas
  1824. 1824.
    "As you were dear," he nods, "going to get this one cleaned up."
  1825. 1825.
    >Anon watches her turn back to the bed, then enters his bathroom
  1826. 1826.
    >The he set the mare down in the tub, turned on the water, got a decent nice warm tempurateure, then pulled the stopper forcing it up through the shower head
  1827. 1827.
    >She twitched when the water hit her, but didn't protest, instead she sighed as it soaked into her coat, coming up to about her shoulder
  1828. 1828.
    >Her breathing became deep and slow, and her eye lids fluttered
  1829. 1829.
    >She wriggled ever so slightly
  1830. 1830.
    >Kinda looked like she was trying to get comfortable
  1831. 1831.
    >Anon just watched her sitting on the porcilin
  1832. 1832.
    >He thought again back to The Nightmare, and how he'd come to this position
  1833. 1833.
    >He couldn't believe what he was about to do
  1834. 1834.
    >He continued to watch her for some time, occasionally checking the temperature of the water, and adjusting it appropriately
  1835. 1835.
    >At some point he heard Octavia leave his room, but remained focused on the pony before him
  1836. 1836.
    >Her eyes finally opened more than a sliver and he could see her look around
  1837. 1837.
    >Finding Anon as the only possible focus her eyes locked on him
  1838. 1838.
    >Anon just stared at her stoically
  1839. 1839.
    ____
  1840. 1840.
    >Anon looked the mare over
  1841. 1841.
    >Up until his confrontation with The Nightmare, she was only an object to his personal satisfaction
  1842. 1842.
    >Watching her go unsated in her need
  1843. 1843.
    >It was punishment for His, her violation of his chambers
  1844. 1844.
    >But now... After knowing it had been Nightmare's orders...
  1845. 1845.
    >Knowing that he had put him, her, what ever, in this situation, because of an unstable, needy, unreliable bitch
  1846. 1846.
    >He saw her differently
  1847. 1847.
    >More than an object, more than a mare needing to be trained and put in her place
  1848. 1848.
    >With her laying in the shower, he finally took note of her cutie mark
  1849. 1849.
    >A silver Kite Shield, covering 3 vertical blades
  1850. 1850.
    >White fur, dark teal mane,
  1851. 1851.
    >She'd finally opened her eyes, orange
  1852. 1852.
    >He planned to wait till she broke the silence
  1853. 1853.
    >As a result they were there a while
  1854. 1854.
    >But Anon waited, watching as passive and neutral as he could
  1855. 1855.
    >The heat from the shower was placing condensation on every surface
  1856. 1856.
    >The mare would occasionally look at Anon in what could only be confusion, though she masked it well
  1857. 1857.
    >"Master-"
  1858. 1858.
    "You don't have to call me that," he quickly interrupted, "only my pets call me that."
  1859. 1859.
    >This time the confusion was completely obvious
  1860. 1860.
    >She turned away and watched the featureless wall
  1861. 1861.
    >The sun had been crested along the horizon for some time,
  1862. 1862.
    >Anon assumed it was nearing noon
  1863. 1863.
    >But this had to happen
  1864. 1864.
    >And with what happened with Nightmare, he was planning to lay low anyway
  1865. 1865.
    >It was going to be a long day
  1866. 1866.
    _____
  1867. 1867.
    >Anon watched the sun barely cresting through his bathroom window
  1868. 1868.
    >It'd been about an hour since the mare in his tub had said anything
  1869. 1869.
    >Or really done anything
  1870. 1870.
    >The water was still running hot
  1871. 1871.
    >Nothing but the best for the abyssal "beast" of the Queen's
  1872. 1872.
    >He scowled at the thought
  1873. 1873.
    >He turned back to the mare, then to the faucet
  1874. 1874.
    >He reached out and stopped the water flowing from the shower head
  1875. 1875.
    "Alright. Here's a towel," he tossed her one "please dry off and when you're ready I'll be in in here." He pointed out the door into his bed room
  1876. 1876.
    >He stood and left the bathroom
  1877. 1877.
    >He decided to change
  1878. 1878.
    >The humidity from the shower water had actually gotten his a bit damp
  1879. 1879.
    >As he was pulling on another pair of pants, Anon thought he heard the flare of unicorn magic
  1880. 1880.
    "Whats your name?" Anon said suddenly, not looking toward the bathroom door
  1881. 1881.
    >There was no answer, but Anon decided to wait, giving her some extra time to respond
  1882. 1882.
    >When she didn't he spoke again
  1883. 1883.
    "What. Is. Your. Name." This time he had turned to face the bathroom door
  1884. 1884.
    >It had a mare in it
  1885. 1885.
    >He face was a mixture of confusion and disgust
  1886. 1886.
    "Doormat is not going to be suitable for a Captian of the Guard. What is your fucking name..." Anon said this quietly.
  1887. 1887.
    >Now her face was complete confusion
  1888. 1888.
    >After a long moment and a few glances to the door she finally said, "I am.... as called Stalwart."
  1889. 1889.
    >A bit of disgust fell back into her face
  1890. 1890.
    "Stalwart..." Anon pondered the name, "Interesting. Well I'm not sure how much you retained from the past few days-"
  1891. 1891.
    >She interrupted, "Everything." Her face was stern
  1892. 1892.
    "Well then," Anon said "You know perfectly well what Nightmare did. I only just figured it out. While it won't mean much, you still have my apologies for your ordeal."
  1893. 1893.
    >Stalwart snorted quietly, glowering at him
  1894. 1894.
    "And with that being said, I'd like to ask for your help. If anyone can, it has to be you."
  1895. 1895.
    >"Why would I help you," she said
  1896. 1896.
    "Well... I think we both agree when I say Nightmare Moon's rule has gone on for far to long."
  1897. 1897.
    _______
  1898. 1898.
    >Stalwart bent her knees, eyeing Anon suspiciously
  1899. 1899.
    >No doubt suspecting entrapment for further punishment
  1900. 1900.
    "Or do you feel you deserved to be entrapped by my punishing influence because Nightmare was being a Tsundre bitch?"
  1901. 1901.
    >Stalwart cocked her head confused
  1902. 1902.
    "It means," Anon sighed, "Never mind. She was toying with both of us."
  1903. 1903.
    >That wasn't what Stalwart was confused about
  1904. 1904.
    "Basically, unless you have my backing, your..." Anon paused, searching for the right phrase, "current predicament."
  1905. 1905.
    >She glowered at him again, her lip curling in disgust, though she said nothing
  1906. 1906.
    “You know as well as I do that the guards are always eager to get some new meat in their “harem”. If you can call it that.”
  1907. 1907.
    >He looked down at her slyly as he said that, expecting fear in her face
  1908. 1908.
    >But there was nothing but cold stoned focus
  1909. 1909.
    >Focus on Anon
  1910. 1910.
    “Do you disagree?”
  1911. 1911.
    >Stalwart did not answer
  1912. 1912.
    “Well in that case,” Anon walked across the room, to his door, and opened it, “Please, be on your way.”
  1913. 1913.
    >Stalwart’s eyes narrowed darting between Anon and the open door
  1914. 1914.
    “Would you fucking do something?” Anon scowled, “Either leave and go about your business, or talk to me.”
  1915. 1915.
    >Stalwart relaxed a little, and let out a quiet huff of a sigh, She started to speak, then stopped
  1916. 1916.
    “Oh? You do have something to say then?”
  1917. 1917.
    >Anon shut the door and walked to his bed, relaxing down onto it.
  1918. 1918.
    “The fact is, Stalwart, you’re a mare. I can’t help you there,” He smirked. “Yet.”
  1919. 1919.
    >Stalwart had yet to move from her spot until Anon said this
  1920. 1920.
    >Her head cocked and she took a few steps to towards Anon, eyes still narrow
  1921. 1921.
    “Thats why I took you to Nightmare earlier tonight.” He paused and thought on his words, “Or was it last night. Still not sure how long I was unconscious.”
  1922. 1922.
    >The mare finally stopped glowering at him and for the first time, fully relaxed and retreated into her own thoughts, looking aimlessly around at the stone floor as she did
  1923. 1923.
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  1924. 1924.
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  1925. 1925.
    >Stalwart bent her knees, watching
  1926. 1926.
    >No doubt suspecting entrapment for further punishment
  1927. 1927.
    "Or do you feel you deserved to be entrapped by my punishing influence because Nightmare was being a Tsundre bitch?"
  1928. 1928.
    >Stalwart cocked her head confused
  1929. 1929.
    "It means," Anon sighed, "Never mind. She was toying with both of us."
  1930. 1930.
    >That wasn't what Stalwart was confused about
  1931. 1931.
    "Basically, unless you have my backing, your..." Anon paused, searching for the right phrase, "current predicament."
  1932. 1932.
    >She glowered at him again, her lip curling in disgust, though she said nothing
  1933. 1933.
    “You know as well as I do that the guards are always eager to get some new meat in their “harem”. If you can call it that.”
  1934. 1934.
    >He looked down at her slyly as he said that, expecting fear in her face
  1935. 1935.
    >But there was nothing but cold stoned focus
  1936. 1936.
    >Focus on Anon
  1937. 1937.
    “Do you disagree?”
  1938. 1938.
    >Stalwart did not answer
  1939. 1939.
    “Well in that case,” Anon walked across the room, to his door, and opened it, “Please, be on your way.”
  1940. 1940.
    >Stalwart’s eyes narrowed darting between Anon and the open door
  1941. 1941.
    “Would you fucking do something?” Anon scowled, “Either leave and go about your business, or talk to me.”
  1942. 1942.
    >Stalwart relaxed a little, and let out a quiet huff of a sigh, She started to speak, then stopped
  1943. 1943.
    “Oh? You do have something to say then?”
  1944. 1944.
    >Anon shut the door and walked to his bed, relaxing down onto it.
  1945. 1945.
    “The fact is, Stalwart, you’re a mare. I can’t help you there,” He smirked. “Yet.”
  1946. 1946.
    >Stalwart had yet to move from her spot until Anon said this
  1947. 1947.
    >Her head cocked and she took a few steps to towards Anon, eyes still narrow
  1948. 1948.
    “Thats why I took you to Nightmare earlier tonight.” He paused and thought on his words, “Or was it last night. Still not sure how long I was unconscious.”
  1949. 1949.
    >The mare finally stopped glowering at him and for the first time, fully relaxed and retreated into her own thoughts, looking aimlessly around at the stone floor as she did
  1950. 1950.
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  1951. 1951.
     
  1952. 1952.
    >Anon waited for a bit
  1953. 1953.
    >But Stalwart was still clearly thinking, making subtle facial changes, eyes flitting this and that way
  1954. 1954.
    >And then he had an Idea that made him smile
  1955. 1955.
    "Tell you what Stalwart, why don't I show you exactly what I'm capable of."
  1956. 1956.
    >Stalwart looked up at Anon in fear and rapidly backed away from him
  1957. 1957.
    >Anon's smile vanished at this, realizing what he'd implied.
  1958. 1958.
    >He put up his hands
  1959. 1959.
    "No no no, not like that... I mean, let me show you what I have already done. And what will happen to the queen..."
  1960. 1960.
    >Anon didn't wait for an answer
  1961. 1961.
    >He grabbed his sword, Celesteel, and fastened it to his belt
  1962. 1962.
    >He then swung the door open
  1963. 1963.
    "This way."
  1964. 1964.
    >Reluctance in her face, Stalwart walked out of the room
  1965. 1965.
    >It was then Anon realized this'll have been the first time he'd been out of his corner of the castle since his confrontation with Nightmare
  1966. 1966.
    >It made him a little uneasy, after feeling the impact of magic for the first time since he first arrived in equestria, he wasn't eager to test Nightmare's wrath again
  1967. 1967.
    >Which is exatly why he was leading Stalwart down into the depths of the castle's dungeons
  1968. 1968.
    >Where he'd show her what becomes of those unfit to rule
  1969. 1969.
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  1970. 1970.
    >Anon descended a set of narrow stairs, holding a torch he grabbed from the hallway at the top of the stairs
  1971. 1971.
    >He could hear Stalwart behind him, her hooves clip-clopping on the stone steps echoing down the passage
  1972. 1972.
    >It was getting colder the more they descended
  1973. 1973.
    >Finally they landed at the base of the steps, into a slightly wider corridor
  1974. 1974.
    >There were no torches, but as Anon and Stalwart proceeded, solid metal doors appeared on the left and right
  1975. 1975.
    >The echoing of Stalwart's hooves was more cacophonous now
  1976. 1976.
    "Stalwart, could you do something about that sound."
  1977. 1977.
    >It was more of a command than a request
  1978. 1978.
    >Though she didn't take it that way
  1979. 1979.
    >She lit her horn and the noise quited to something that might have been a nearby scurrying mouse
  1980. 1980.
    >Anon said nothing of it, and continued down the passage
  1981. 1981.
    >It wasn't getting any colder, it was already a "button up" chilly down here
  1982. 1982.
    "Nearly there," Anon said.
  1983. 1983.
    >Stalwart said nothing
  1984. 1984.
    >Finally they came to the end of this passage, and the path split, left and right
  1985. 1985.
    >Anon looked both ways and furrowed his brow
  1986. 1986.
    >He hadn't been down here in a while, and he was still a bit mentally shaken from the queen's assault
  1987. 1987.
    >After a moment more he choose left
  1988. 1988.
    >He wasn't completely certin, but he figured he had a 50-50 chance, and he'd know fairly quickly if he was wrong
  1989. 1989.
    >50 paces later he saw he was right
  1990. 1990.
    >There was the large open circular room
  1991. 1991.
    >Anon walked around the edges and lit some previously darkness obscured torches
  1992. 1992.
    >As the room lit Stalwart saw what the room was
  1993. 1993.
    >A genuine torture chamber
  1994. 1994.
    >Anon finished lighting the chamber and turned to see a horrified look on Stalwart's face
  1995. 1995.
    "Don't worry, these are not the tools I used, this is just where Nightmare wanted her kept"
  1996. 1996.
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  1997. 1997.
    >The center of the room had a contraption that looked designed to hold a quadruped by their limbs
  1998. 1998.
    >It was fastened to the ceiling, and had a track it could run on so it could be positioned almost anywhere in the room.
  1999. 1999.
    >Well, roughly anywhere, easy maneuverability and what not
  2000. 2000.
    >Anon did just that, unlocking the apparatus from its position and sliding it over to the wall
  2001. 2001.
    >He placed the torch down on the stone floor,
  2002. 2002.
    >Underneath it, there was a thick metal hatch in the center he turned it and pulled
  2003. 2003.
    >Light erupted out of the crack the moment it split from the floor
  2004. 2004.
    >It surprised Stalwart
  2005. 2005.
    >Anon hoisted the metal trap door up and layed it back on its hinges still looking down and climbed down inside
  2006. 2006.
    >“Sire!” An excited voice echoed out of the room in the ground.
  2007. 2007.
    >Anon had disappeared into the floor and Stalwart hadn’t moved
  2008. 2008.
    >She wasn’t sure what to do
  2009. 2009.
    “Stalwart…? Are you coming?”
  2010. 2010.
    >Stalwart blinked and snapped out of her confusion
  2011. 2011.
    >Gingerly she approached the trap door
  2012. 2012.
    >Lifting an eyebrow as she looked down, she saw only a stone floor and a small pony step ladder
  2013. 2013.
    >She could feel a slight warmth coming from within
  2014. 2014.
    >Stalwart was suddenly filled with rage…
  2015. 2015.
    >The step ladder was too small for a mare
  2016. 2016.
    >She ground her teeth, forgetting where she was, and why she was there, feeling only anger for Anon and that bitch she served so faithfully
  2017. 2017.
    >She flared her magic, trying to unholster a weapon she didn’t have
  2018. 2018.
    “Stalwart?”
  2019. 2019.
    >A hunched over anon came into view
  2020. 2020.
    >The room was too small for him, to stand upright
  2021. 2021.
    >His expression changed immediately upon seeing Stalwart’s face
  2022. 2022.
    “Something wrong?”
  2023. 2023.
    >Stalwart gritted her teeth “The ladder, its too low for a mare to use…” She spat
  2024. 2024.
    “Oh my, I guess you’re right.” Anon said looking at the step ladder, He stood up out of the trap door saying “Here,” as he reached around her and lifted her off the stone floor
  2025. 2025.
    >”What the fuck!!!” Stalwart whinnied her hooves darting every which way as he lifted her
  2026. 2026.
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  2027. 2027.
    >Anon placed her on the ground inside the oubliette, there she could see a small, white pegasus curled up on some cushions in the corner
  2028. 2028.
    >She was smiling, watching Anon place Stalwart on the floor
  2029. 2029.
    >Wait was she actually small?
  2030. 2030.
    >This mare was in fact larger than her
  2031. 2031.
    >And then she saw it
  2032. 2032.
    >The Sun Cutie Mark on her flank.
  2033. 2033.
    >And the horn stub poking through her hair
  2034. 2034.
    >It was Celestia
  2035. 2035.
    >Stalwart’s face turned sour
  2036. 2036.
    >Like something foul was under her nose
  2037. 2037.
    >Anon hadn’t noticed, he was making his way over to the Celestia
  2038. 2038.
    >He laid down next to her, and Stalwart could see his trousers were undone, and his member was exposed
  2039. 2039.
    >She only saw it for a moment though, Celestia quickly took it in her mouth and started performing ministrations on it, all while looking from Anon to Stalwart
  2040. 2040.
    “If you hadn’t noticed yet,” Anon smacked Celestia’s flank, “This is the former ruler of Equestria.”
  2041. 2041.
    >Celestia gave a little squeal of delight as Anon did this, she seemed to be trying to giggle, but the cock in her mouth made that difficult
  2042. 2042.
    >She wasn’t trying to make him cum, just a persistent steady pace up and down his shaft, now staring at Stalwart with quizative eyes.
  2043. 2043.
    >Stalwart glared back at her
  2044. 2044.
    >”You bitch.” She muttered quietly under her breath, and surprisingly, Anon didn’t seem to hear
  2045. 2045.
    >Then Stalwart saw something funny,
  2046. 2046.
    >The hatred she had just felt for the former princess had blinded her, but now she could see it clearly
  2047. 2047.
    >Celestia was smaller
  2048. 2048.
    >Still larger than Stalwart, but, She’d seen Celestia many times before The Nightmare had taken control
  2049. 2049.
    >And here as she was now, her body as a whole had seemingly shrunk
  2050. 2050.
    >Only a little bit larger than the average stallion
  2051. 2051.
    >Stalwart was perplexed at this and it showed
  2052. 2052.
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