> In His Rightful Place
>  by Third Wheel
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> Below Her
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"So naturally, I had to go and give the book back to her, but... Ah, screw it. You're not even listening, are you?"  
"I am always listening, Mistress."
"Well, yeah, duh, of course you are. But you won't remember anything of this."
"Would you like me to remember this, Mistress?"
"Nah." Twilight lazily flipped through the pages of the book she was holding. "How are things going between you and Cadance?"
"Good, Mistress. No different than usual."
Silence for a while, broken only by the sound of the dildo sliding in and out of Shining's ass.
Twilight closed her book, setting it down on a small table near her, and stared at the ceiling. "No one has begun to suspect anything, right?"
"No, Mistress. I made sure none of the maids saw anything," Shining replied from his position on the ground, his tone flat and even despite the continuous low whimpers and moans he otherwise emitted.
"Good. It's a good thing I implanted those suggestions about making sure of that." She looked down at him. "How about the conscious Shining? Are the fake memories holding together?"
Shining kept staring ahead, the collar locked around his head and neck making it impossible for him to turn, a thick black blindfold covering his eyes. "He doesn't suspect a thing, Mistress. Everything that might seem out of place is ignored, just like you commanded."
Twilight moved to lie prone on the couch, and lazily lifted up a paddle from the ground in her magic, violently swinging it towards Shining's ass and leaving behind a large red imprint.
Shining moaned loudly at the impact, his body jerking against the bonds tightly holding him still and his cock twitching miserably in the small chastity cage it had been confined to.
Twilight watched him with a smile. "Have there been any long-term consequences to our sessions, as far as you've been able to tell?"
The hypnotised stallion remained quiet for a moment, concentrating. "Shining has routinely began to initiate sex by licking Cadance's pussy. He hasn't realised it yet, but he's unable to get a full erection without doing so. He often licks her to orgasm, and will occasionally do so again after the intercourse is over. He's becoming more willing to experiment with toys. He's starting to let Cadance be on top more often. He has taken on the habit of magically stimulating his own prostate while masturbating, and though he hasn't realised it yet he's unable to cum without it. He hasn't touched his old porn magazines in weeks. When masturbating, he almost exclusively thinks of lesbian sex these days," Shining droned out.
Twilight grinned. "What a nice little slave you are, brother. I'm honestly tempted to push things further, it would be nice to have this be your normal state." She sighed, rolling on to her back. "Unfortunately, Cadance would probably object. It's a real shame she doesn't see the light yet, I'm afraid I'll have to force her to agree when the time comes. Still, for now it's better if she doesn't get too suspicious. Make sure Shining keeps acting like his past self while having sex with her, okay?"
"It will be done, Mistress," Shining flatly replied.
Twilight huffed in annoyance at the thought of her sister-in-law, and of how she so stubbornly seemed to disagree with her ideas. She always knew there would be ponies who needed to be convinced of the truth, but she'd expected that an alicorn like her would have realised it on her own. Celestia and Luna certainly had, though they still stuck to a pretence of ignorance, afraid of what the consequences would be for their subjects. How happy they would be when she revealed to them that the time was finally ripe, and that they finally possessed the means necessary. Speaking of which. "How is Sunburst's research going?"
"Slow but steady, Mistress. A proper analysis of all the samples takes time." Shining gave a particularly loud moan, his entire body shaking, the mental blocks imposed to him by Twilight's hypnosis the only thing stopping him from orgasm. He resumed, "There haven't been any major setbacks so far, though, and according to his more recent reports he will have finished by the end of next month."
Twilight smiled, rolling to her belly once again. "Marvellous. He doesn't suspect a thing, right?" she asked, absent-mindedly extending a hoof to toy with the thick black iron ring at the base of Shining's horn.  
"Not one, Mistress." Shining shuddered once more as he experienced another denied orgasm, his cock leaking yet more precum down into an already rather noticeable puddle on the floor below him. "He is serving your will quite well, even if he doesn't yet realise it."
"An instrument, obedient and willing to please. Just as all stallions should be. As all stallions will be, soon enough." She picked up the paddle once again, and slapped her brother's ass two more times. "I'll show him the truth soon enough, it'll be necessary if I want him to collaborate on the next phase after all. I'm sure Starlight will appreciate it, she seemed rather eager to get into action ever since I explained things to her."
"I am pleased of your decision to bring him into the light," Shining commented, a note of arousal colouring his voice. "It is always a pleasure to know that another stallion is about to learn of his true place in this world."
"Oh, yes." Throwing a glance at the dildo pistoning in and out of Shining's ass, Twilight's horn flashed for a moment. The rune at the base of the toy glowed purple for a second, and the movements became faster and more intense. "I'm sure it will be rather easy to remove what resistance he might have, too. He always struck me as weak, even by the lowly standards of you males. He probably won't struggle as much as you tried to."
"I am terribly sorry about my actions, Mistress. I was a fool who had not yet realised his worthlessness. I will be forever grateful to you for showing me how infinitely inferior I am, and allowing me the privilege of serving under you for the rest of my days. My only wish is to carry out your will, Mistress." Shining's breath was coming in faster and more erratic, his whole body trembling.
"You truly have been quite helpful, I have to admit. Perhaps..." Twilight ran her gaze over her brother's helplessly restrained body. "Maybe I will reward you by allowing you to please me. Would you like that?"
For several seconds, the only sound that came out of Shining's mouth was a chocked and sputtering croak, as his body violently shook, his mental chains holding him off from multiple consecutive attempts his body made to reach his climax after the words he'd just received from his Mistress had overloaded his brain with the prospect of what he was about to do. After one final whimper of agonizingly denied ecstasy, his body still violently shaking, he breathed, "It would be my greatest pleasure, Mistress."
Twilight failed to suppress a laugh, her chuckles resonating around the room. "You are so fucking pathetic. I can't believe some of you worthless stallions still think you have any right at all when you're like that. Oh well." Lighting her horn with magic, she used her telekinesis to undo the bindings pinning Shining in his place on the ground, the locks around his limbs clicking open and the bands tightly bound around his legs and torso sliding off.
Still blindfolded, stumbling on shaking legs and leaving a small tray of juices from his still-caged cock, the dildo still pumping in and out of his ass, Shining practically crawled in Twilight's direction, his face rubbing against the floor and smearing the rug with his drool. His voice slurred and barely intelligible, he showered her with a series of praises and 'thank you's, all melding together as he lifted his head to rest on top of the sofa's seat and blindly faced her general direction, a look of total and utter worship and adoration on his face.
With a sneer, Twilight quickly grabbed the paddle and slapped it across her brother's face, then spat at him.
Shining convulsed and jerked, hit by another denied orgasm.
Twilight almost burst into laughter again at the sight. Then, with lazy and deliberately measured movements, she positioned herself to be sitting in front of him, her back reclined on the sofa, and spread her legs, her exposed pussy now directly in front of his face, already moistening with her juices as she placed a hoof on top and began to rub it in small circles.
As the first waft of her musk reached his nostrils, Shining immediately began to pant like a dog waiting for a treat, his tongue flopping out and drool flowing down from his half-open mouth onto the couch and onto his neck.
"Well, come on," Twilight faux cheered in a cruelly amused tone. "This is what you want, isn't it? So why don't you go ahead and take it?" she mockingly continued.
Head still unmoving, Shining replied, "I am not permitted to touch your body until you have said so, Mistress. I am a toy, and a toy doesn't move unless its owner wants it to."
Twilight moved her other hoof to stroke the side of Shining's face, running it through his messy mane as a sinister smile decorated her lips. "Such a good toy," she said in a twisted loving tone. "This is the only thing you're good for, you know? The only thing you worthless stallions have any form of utility as is pleasuring mares, acting as toys when other mares aren't around for sex. And even then, you're rather worthless as toys, too. Your only advantage is that we don't need to move for you to act, and even that's not quite much given the recent developments in technology. It was only a matter of time before you males simply became obsolete. Be grateful, Shining, soon no stallion will ever be granted the privilege of serving a mare again."
"Yes Mistress," Shining replied, worshipful adoration creeping into his voice, "this is the only thing stallion filth like me has any use as. Please allow me the privilege of touching your divine body. I know my place as the infinitely inferior and useless stallion I am, and I am infinitely grateful that you have granted me the privilege of living to obey your orders."
Twilight kept stroking her hoof through his mane, still smiling. "You know what this is, right? What you're about to touch. Tell me about it, fucktoy."
"It is the mark of your superiority," Shining answered in trembling tones, "the thing that makes you greater than any pitiful stallion could ever even conceive of being." His voice sounded almost delirious as he continued, "It is your sex, my Mistress, my Goddess. It is what shows that you are a mare, magnificent beyond any mere stallion's comprehension. It is the core of your pleasure, the pleasure no useless stallion will ever be allowed to feel, irrefutable evidence that you are superior." He stopped, his breath heavy, his body shaking.
Twilight chuckled. "That's right. Now get to work, and pleasure your Mistress, you useless piece of filth."
Shuddering through another denied orgasm, his mind barely able to process anything at that point, Shining pathetically inched forward and started to lap at his sister's pussy, an obsessive reverence to his every movement.
"Oh yes." Twilight took hold of her brother's horn and pulled inwards, firmly pressing his face against her nethers as her other hoof kept toying with the upper sections of them.
Almost choking, both due to Twilight's forcefulness and to his own eagerness to please her, Shining kept licking and kissing and worshipping his sister's cunt, occasionally muttering half-words of praise and adoration between jagged breaths.
Twilight's own breaths sped up, moans escaping her lips as urgent, involuntary jerks brought her hips closer to her brother's mouth. Her own hoof moved faster and faster, almost spreading her nethers open as she vigorously rubbed it against herself with reckless abandon.
Shining began to hump the air as another orgasm tried to overtake him and was denied, the small pool of precum he'd leaked sticking to his hind legs. He desperately tried to have his caged dick reach the sofa in front of him, but it was too far. Attempts at driving the dildo inside him to reach any deeper or move any faster failed just as well, despite his many attempts at meeting the thrusts with his hips. His mind wrecked by the overstimulation he was enduring, and by the constant denial of release, the words from his mouth became slurred, wordless sounds of lust-crazed adoration.
Twilight's eyes snapped shut, her hoof firmly pressed against her now exposed clit. She grit her teeth and screwed her face, pleasure building within her and nearly at its peak. With a jerk, she pulled in Shining's head even closer and ground herself against his face.
Unable to breathe as he was pressed up against his sister's cunt, his blindfold soiled with her juices, some of Twilight's arousal even entering his nose, Shining kept diligently working on his task of pleasuring his Mistress, his own life secondary to his only purpose.
Moans rising in pitch and intensity, breaths coming in faster and harder, Twilight threw her head back, almost biting her lower lip, and jerked against the headrest for a few seconds. Her already rigid wings flared outwards, her horn sputtered with sparks of magic, and the traces of her arousal sprayed out from her sex onto her brother's face as she came, a loud scream accompanying her climax.
She remained there, relaxing on the sofa as the afterglow washed over her, head tilted back and eyes still closed, her body lazily splayed out. Then a gargling sound caught her attention, and she dizzily looked down to see Shining still pressed against her nethers, his body convulsing. With an instinctive jerk, she grabbed his horn and violently threw him on to the ground, removing his blindfold in the process.
Shining hit the rug with a thud. His body kept violently twitching, both from the sensory overload of the multiple orgasms he was being denied and from the lack of oxygen reaching his lungs. He sputtered and coughed, choking on his sister's juices, as his hips kept humping nothing and his cock throbbed and leaked.
Twilight grabbed the paddle, an annoyed expression on her face, and she hit Shining on the back with it.
Her brother gave a few more violent coughs, a mixture of his own drool and Twilight's juices flying out of his throat, then he finally resumed his breathing, if a little shakily. He pulled himself up with his front legs, his hind legs getting dragged across the ground and into the pool of his own precum as the dildo kept mercilessly thrusting in his ass, and looked at Twilight with adoring eyes, his lips quivering.
Twilight stared back at him, then hit him once more across the face with the paddle. She then set it down and stretched her limbs, before going back to lying on the couch.
Shining got his head back up from where it had been knocked down by the blow, blood beginning to flow down from his nose, and he returned to staring at Twilight, his expression the same as before.
Twilight looked at him and grunted. "There, clean yourself," she said, annoyed, as she picked up a tissue from the small table near the sofa and passed it to him. "Wouldn't want your wife to notice something was wrong," she added, a touch of disgust seeping in her tone as she thought about Cadance loving and having married a stallion.
With trembling hooves, Shining grabbed the tissue he was offered and cleared away the blood that had spilled on his face, the nosebleed itself having thankfully stopped.
Twilight chewed on her lip, apathetically staring at her brother as he cleaned himself. "What a waste," she softly muttered to herself. Her eyes drifted upwards to the clock hanging from the wall, and a light frown came on her face. "I guess I lost track of time there for a bit. Well, time for the closing act, I suppose. Fucktoy, in position."
As he heard the command, Shining's body went rigid. He stood up with mechanical movements, back straight, eyes glazed over and staring at the distance. "Fucktoy is ready, Mistress."
Twilight sat up, straightening a little. "Have alterations to your conditioning occurred during this session?" she asked in a sharp tone.
"None, Mistress," Shining flatly replied.
Good. That meant she didn't have to waste time. That only left the routinely procedure then. "Fucktoy, recite."
Unblinking and unmoving, Shining droned out, "I am a stallion, and that makes me inferior. I am worthless as anything other than a fucktoy for mares, and so is every other stallion. Mares are superior, and worthy of ruling over everything. Stallions are merely an unneeded happenstance, and it is my greatest pleasure to be allowed to help my Mistress in ridding this world of them. Mares are blessed with superior bodies, capable of experiencing heights of pleasure that would crush the feeble mind of a stallion like me. Stallions are unworthy of experiencing the true joys of sexual intercourse, and the only thing they are allowed to feel is a single weak and pitiful orgasm. Denial is the only way for an unworthy stallion to last sufficiently enough to properly please a mare. Mares are superior creatures who do not need denial, and can abandon themselves to their climax without fear of their pleasure ending like that of a useless stallion. There is nothing in this world more beautiful than sex between mares. I will help my Mistress in creating the perfect stallion-less world."
Twilight's horn lit with magic, and so did Shining's eyes as she focused the spell on him. "That's right. Let those words fill your mind. Let them inside you, deeper and deeper. They are your truth. They are the core of your beliefs. Let your mind be warped by them. Believe. Obey."
The pulsating light ceased, and Shining remained there, still staring into nothingness.
Twilight sighed. "Should probably make sure everything is in order. Fucktoy, what is the plan?"
"Mistress will create a perfect society where only mares exist," relaid Shining, repeating what had been drilled into his mind over and over. "Once the research is complete, Mistress will be able to render all stallions in Equestria unable to produce a male child. Only superior mares will be born after that point. Worthless stallions will be extinct in four generations, and from then on marekind will live on thanks to scientific things I am too dumb and worthless to understand."
Twilight winced at that last line. She always considered removing it, it seemed detrimental to the grandiose magnificence of her ideals.
Shining continued, "Once the preparations are complete, you will announce the coming of your glorious utopia. All those who will oppose you shall be shown the light once you have opened their minds and poured the truth into them. Equestria will become a perfect nation, where the animal needs for reproduction shall no longer burden mares, and all will be free to enjoy the true pleasures of sex granted to them by their divine bodies. I will happily serve Mistress in her task, no matter what may be asked of me, as she is righteous and above all others. Her thoughts are Justice, her word is law, and her acts are divine and perfect."
Twilight clicked her tongue in satisfaction. "It really is a shame I can't keep you like this. Yet. Well then. Fucktoy, listen."
A slight tremor coursed through Shining's body.
"You will go back to your rooms, unseen and alone. You will lock all doors, remove your outfit and hide it, and then fully clean yourself. You will go to sleep, and wake up seven minutes later as the other Shining, all your memories of our sessions locked away, the false personality in place. Carry out."
"It will be done, Mistress." And with that, Shining walked away and out of the room.
Twilight sighed, and picked up her book again, a light sense of disgust inside her as she looked at the stained cover. She opened it and resumed her read. It really was just a bunch of bullshit, but at that point she felt like she had to finish it.