>Be Celestia
>Super tired of anon working in the castle and teasing you all day with his cute face, body, and mannerisms
>Learn that he's from a male dominated society, so what would it hurt if you broke him in a little?
>He has no woman/mare anyway
>Get frustrated you made all those laws for stallions to be equal all those years ago
>Yearn for the days when you could just pin a colt down... punish them, show them who's in charge

>Make you way to his desk in your castle.
>He innocently is writing some paper work for you
>He notices you and smiles warmly
>Honestly, you're so nice to him, and respects you so much, but what you're going to do...
>He needs it, yes, the human colt needs a mare to own him anyway
>Why shouldn't it be you?
>You hug him.
>He blushes once you pull away, rubbing the back of his neck
>You keep him close still

"Geez, Princess Celestia, kinda forward today, aren't you?"

>Already getting turned on from making him frazzled
>Feel smarted by the title he bestows
>Want to make sure he knows my favorite title instead

"Anon, please don't call me that anymore."

>Anon looks back at you with concern like he made a grave mistake

"Wh-what should I call you then?"

>Feel power and that heat between your hindlegs already. It's all too reminiscent from making those passed days when you made colts submit to you. Anon will be a perfect toy for pleasure and pain.
>He'll enjoy it like the others

"Call me Mistress..."

>You let the title linger in the air
>Anon looks shocked

"Mist-..?" He struggles to finish it

>He finishes the entirety of it like a naughty word he may be reprimanded for

"Mistress"

>You smirk with evil

"I've brought this for you."

>Levitate the collar to his cute, humie hands and make him hold it

"You'll be wearing this for now on, pet"

>He's clearly switched to manual breathing. All of it is a whirlwind for him
>None the matter. You're the experienced one, and you'll show him how good it can feel to submit to a mare

"You want me to wear this?"

>Your brow furrows in silent force
>He complies and hesitantly puts it on
>Your heart is racing like his now, watching your newly submissive humie snap the collar onto himself
>The gold matches your regalia on his collar. The rest is white leather
>Once it snaps he shudders a little
>Fuck, you're getting wet
>This can't wait longer
>You telekinetically carry him with you to your chamber, plopping him on your cushy bed
>Standing over him, he looks a little scared, and that should be natural with how sudden this all is

"You're going to be a good pet for me, Anon. You'll do as I say."

>He swallows audibly. You wink, getting so excited the feeling of dominance is almost palpable
>You clank down your front two horse shoes on the floor besides the bed. The rears get kicked off with swift flexes of your leg muscles

"Pet, my hooves are sore... worship them."

>Anon is nervous, but grabs a hold of your right forehoof while he lies below you
>Anon dexterously kneads your hoof's frog
>Feels amazing
>Satisfaction takes you as he plants kisses on them
>You switch up to the other hoof, undressing him with your magic intermittently

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>Be Anon
>Celestia is above you while you're naked underneath her
>Her hoof's gets kissed and massaged by you
>She suddenly removes it from your grasp

"Good boy," She acknowledges your deed

>She grabs your dick with her hoof
>Aims it to her marehood, winking all the way down until it makes contact
>Feel insane tightness as she takes you
>Celestia has completely taken ownership of you
>The princess's frame rocks on you gently at first while your buried in her
>She quickly picks up the pace and roughness
>Slamming your poor pelvis

"Mares are superior, my humie pet"

>Celestia tells you between grunts and lewd moans
>Cum in her
>Feel total submission for her

"You'll be serving me like this for now on, Anon. Leave the paper work to Raven."

>Celestia kisses you, but not before tugging on your collar with her magic, reminding you of your new role