Celestia vs Nightmare Moon + herself
This...wasn't her castle. Structurally it remained identical to the one she had presided over Equestria in for the past thousand years. It occupied the exact location of the castle which Canterlot had been built around.
But it was not hers. The royal hall, a bastion of harmony in even the direst circumstances, had not just been redecorated. It had been desecrated.
Luna's lavender was nowhere to be found. Indeed there was no sign of hospitality for anywhere she looked, only the grim trophies of nameless conflicts illuminated by blood red braziers. But far worse, the painstakingly delicate stained glass windows immortalizing her and Luna's victories as well as the triumphs of Twilight and her friends, had all been replaced with the same sinister emblem. It looked something like the hieroglyphics used in ancient Saddle Arabia in the pre-Equestrian era to indicate the sun. But there was something which was so sinisterly familiar about it that Celestia had the urge to break each window just to stop from seeing it.
Sliding off the soot-stained, pure gold throne, Celestia stared at the spot where where her sister's throne should have been.
Then with a beat of her wings, she lifted into the air and took off in the direction of the most important room in the castle.
She was further disconcerted to find the beautifully engraved ash door to Luna's bedroom replaced by an industrial steel one, with a oversized padlock on its handle. With a snarl, she concentrated the energy in the tip of her horn and cast a beam of heat down onto the lock, turning it to red hot slag in a few seconds and then kicking in the door.
The cell beyond was decorated with the so many depraved torture mechanisms, that Celestia failed to notice its sole occupant until she was in the center of the room. Even still, the gratuitousness of the pose which the prisoner on the far wall had been shackled into, made it difficult to recognize who it was at first.
Luna's hung from her arms. Her black satin robes had been shredded, their few remaining fragments failing miserably to cover her. Her massive breasts, once perfectly concealed beneath the infernally conservative nightwear she insisted on wearing, now bobbed obscenely with each breath, destroying the carefully cultivated image of royal elegance she'd worked so hard to maintain. Saliva fell through the iron ring in her teeth and oozed between her fat tits, soaking her dark blue hide and collecting in the crest of her slim waist, right above her engorged clit.
A thin strip of royal paraphernalia around her waist hung an inch above her hairless crotch, while her legs had been spread as far as they would go, so that the eye was naturally drawn to her exposed crotch. Celestia could see something embedded deep with her sister’s slick pink folds. An ivory toy as thick as Celestia's wrist twitched periodically, drawing ever more honey from Luna's overflowing cunt and creating a humiliatingly deep puddle on the cool stone floor.
Celestia should have stopped looking then. She should have been able to tear her eyes away from her sister’s disturbing and simultaneously somehow arousing predicament.
Instead she stared mesmerized by Luna's taut yet pert ass cheeks. Having always been the more callipygian of the two, Celestia felt the tiniest twinge of jealously at the confirmation of Luna's smaller and more toned posterior. But that was quickly replaced with horror when she recognized that same sinister sun symbol from the throne room had been branded onto each flank, obscuring Luna's cutie marks beneath a mesh of scar tissue. A cylinder of glass, shorter and thicker than the dildo vibrating between her legs, had been shoved up her rectum, granting an unobstructed view of her bowels.
Celestia should have rushed to free her dearest and eldest friend from this grotesque indignity. Instead, a perversity buried deep beneath centuries of repression bubbled to the surface and she was helpless to do anything but gorge herself on the delectably curvaceous and magnificently luscious view.
So passionate was her reverence that she was roused from it only when the object of her attentions began to stir.
Immediately panic set in and she began using her telekinesis to tug at her sister's binds. But it was no good. The chains were designed to restrained an alicorn and were protected against even the strongest magics.
Luna's eyes opened.
"Duh-don't worry! I'm going to get you out!" Celestia said, blasting a ray of concentrated heat from her horn onto one of the links of the chains. She was careful not to sear Luna's skin and not to look her sister in the eyes or anywhere else.
Luna moaned and Celestia's self-hatred bloomed. She had always known there was something wrong with her, deep down, never taking a stallion to bed, never noticing the voluptuousness of another mare. She had tried to bury it with good deeds, with shining benevolence. But something deep inside had stirred when she heard her sister moan. Some part of her enjoyed having Luna here, at her mercy.
The chain wasn't melting and Celestia increased the intensity of her magic in frustration. Luna just moaned again, although this time Celestia thought she almost understood her.
"Musdeth..."
Mistress. Despite her internal heat, Celestia felt a chill run down her spine. She remembered the throne room and the symbol on all the windows. The same symbol which had been cruelly burned into Luna's beautiful hide.
No, it couldn't be. It didn't make any sense. Why would she-?
The door to the cell opened and a cackle of laughter like the crackle of fire filled the chamber. Luna...relaxed. As if expecting this.
Celestia turned and stared at her worst nightmare. An alicorn wreathed in flames, with eyes like smoldering embers and a smile like a hungry crocodile. She wore a cruel mockery of Celestia's royal garb, her crown massive and gleaming with rubies and topazes. Her tunic was scarlet and adorned with thin lines of golden trim, which made no attempts to hide her much larger and more substantial bust.
"Well, well, well...what do we have here?" The alicorn asked, as she stepped inside the cell, the door slamming shut behind her. Between her legs bobbed a blood red strap-on, which appeared to be emanating heat.
"I-I won't let you hurt her!" Celestia insisted, opening her wings to shield her sister's form and readying her magic for whatever duel might come next.
Daybreaker laughed. "She's not the one in trouble..."
The room got colder as Celestia realized that Daybreaker's predatory grin was not on Luna's sensually arranged form, but on her own.
"What are you talking about?!" Celestia demanded.
The grin receded, replaced with snarling hate. "She's not the one who had naughty thoughts about her sister!"
Celestia felt her stomach plunge. She wanted to protest, to insist that the other alicorn was lying. But she knew deep down that it was pointless to do so.
Then Daybreaker's eyes flickered to something behind Celestia and she gave the tiniest nod.
Celestia refused to fall for it, it was the oldest trick in the book. This creature...whatever she was, she was trying to trick her. Trying to make her think-
A hand clamped around her neck.
"Hello, sister..."
The coldness was suddenly unbearable and Celestia could feel something, someone leaning over her and whispering in her ear. With unearthly stillness she slowly turned to regard the spectral form which now stood between her and the still helplessly restrained Luna.
With a hide as black as the night and eyes like sharpened sapphires, Nightmare Moon loomed over Celestia, no longer adorned in her battle gear, but wearing a crown just like Daybreakers, but dark and mesmerizing instead of imperious and blinding. And just like Daybreaker, at her waist bobbed a strap-on of the same length and width. But this one was purple.
"No...no...no, you-you're gone!" Celestia said, trying to pry off the choking grip and rip herself free all at once and failing on both accounts. "We-we cured you...sister...please!"
From behind Nightmare Moon, the enslaved Luna looked almost sad. But at the same time she lifted her hips, in hopes of receiving further stimulation. Daybreaker and Nightmare laughed in unison, an unholy cacophony which drowned out all sensible thought in Celestia's panicked mind.
"We are creatures of the dream realm, silly Celly..." Nightmare said, nibbling on Celestia's ear and then running her tongue down the length of her neck to her collar bone. Daybreaker stepped forward to take hold of Celestia's royal tunic and w it with one hand ripped it off. "We live on eternally...within you and your sister..."
Daybreaker licked her sharp teeth and then leaned in, running her tongue up Celestia's stomach and stopping as she got to Celestia's bust. She rolled Celestia's right nipple between her jagged teeth, and then tightened them around the string of her bra.
"No! No! This isn't real! This is just a nightmare!" Celestia insisted, struggling uselessly against Nightmare Moon's glacial grasp. Her horn flared with magic, then fizzled, as useless to stop her ensuing defilement as it had been to free Luna from her bonds.
"No, sister..." Nightmare said, as Daybreaker ripped off the red and yellow bra. "...it's a wet dream."
With that, the iron gag just like the one adorning Luna's form a moment before popped into Celestia's mouth and chillingly cold chains were being slapped onto her wrists and ankles.
"You wanted this..." Daybreaker snarled, whirling Celestia around and shoving her to the ground with a hand on her mane. "You lusted over your own sister for a thousand years, waiting for her return...never thinking of any other mare...you enjoyed seeing her made helpless...but not as much as you'll enjoy being punished for your own depravity."
Celestia whimpered into the cold stone, as Nightmare Moon walked around the back of her. Her ass was up in the air, her taught red thong doing little to hide her royal posterior. She wiggled against Daybreaker's hold and was rewarded with a searing slap to her ass.
She shrieked into her gag and both of them laughed.
"I think our newest princess here needs a reminder of royal etiquette." Nightmare Moon said, in a mocking voice.
Celestia had just enough leverage to glance back and saw the riding crop in Nightmare Moon's hand. Thick and black and as long as her arm. Nightmare met her eye and grinned before swinging down with the crop.
SMACK!
Celestia bolted against Daybreaker's hand but couldn't get away. The crop came down again, this time on the crest of her butt. Celestia yelled into her gag, wiggling and inadvertently shaking her ass for her captors.
It shouldn't have hurt as much as it did. Celestia had fought against Tirek and Discord and a thousand other dark creatures in her time as princess. The earth pony durability, of which she had an amplified version of from being an alicorn, should have protected her.
But this was a dream. Magic didn't work here as it did in the real world. And in this dream, each sting of the crop brought her closer and closer to tears.
"It's not proper for princesses to fantasize about their little sister, Celly." Nightmare Moon reminded her, before striking her right on her cutie mark.
Celestia groaned, trying to shake her head or formulate some words which would convince them to stop. But the gag was too large. All that came out was drool and incoherent begging.
"It's not polite to imprison their sister in the moon for a thousand years either." Nightmare Moon said, the crop cutting down with too more bottom blistering blows.
"Oh, if Twilight could see you now..." Daybreaker said, grabbing the thong and wedging it deep into Celestia's defenseless nethers, before dragging it down to expose her puckered rosebud and dripping flower. "...do you think she would be disappointed to discover what a degenerate whore you are? Or maybe she wouldn't be surprised at all? Maybe she'd join in and help us punish you for being such an ungrateful bitch to her, for all the garbage you put her through?"
Celestia writhed against the fabric digging into her cunt and asscrack, her legs kicking behind her and causing the shackles between her ankles to rattle and clatter.
"But you'd probably enjoy that, wouldn't you?" Daybreaker said, tugging on her mane to make her cease her struggles and running two fingers tight against the soaked silk clinging to Celestia's dripping folds.
"Oooh, it's not proper for princesses to enjoy their punishments, either, sister." Nightmare Moon cackled. Then the crop came down again, but this time it cracked down right on her asshole and Celestia screeched.
She couldn't hold the tears back anymore, let alone continue to struggle in a dignified manner. She thrashed beneath Daybreaker's grip, her exposed tits dragging back and forth across the clammy floor. The other two alicorns just laughed at her desperate and fruitless escape attempts.
"Aw, did you not like that?" Daybreaker mocked. "Too bad!" Then she slapped Celestia on the pussy, just to complete the indignity.
Her horn flared and a traditional school paddle levitated off the one of the paraphernalia piled shelves and swung down through the air against Celestia's still mostly pale right ass cheek.
WHACK!
Celestia snapped upright, trying to get away from the flash of pain, but was driven back down by her doppleganger. Daybreaker's knee met with the cleft of her spine and mashed her fat tits into the cold floor.
"For a thousand years my sister lay trapped within lunar rock and for every second of every day, she longed to be rid of you and your self-righteous hypocrisy." Daybreaker snarled. Then she leaned closer and her eyes burned down into Celestia's. "Still, her hate is not one tenth of mine. For a thousand years I have been trapped within you, smothered by your naivety and your self-absorption, and having to watch as you begged for attention, doing anything in your power so that ponies would like you, look up to you and think you were something you were not."
WHACK!
"Aaaah!" Celestia flailed again, but she was already getting too tired from the heaviness of the chains to fight back.
"And all the while all you could do was think of her and be ashamed...instead of taking what you wanted."
WHACK!
"Honestly, I'm glad that mom and dad aren't here to what you've become. I think they'd be disappointed in the both of us..." Nightmare said, before lashing out at Celestia's other cheek.
SMACK!
Celestia wanted to die. She was bound and being tortured at the hands of her worst enemies. And she was turned on. So turned on they could see her stickiness leaking down her thighs. She tried to hide her face from them in the safety of her mane, but they were lifting her up and dragging her toward her sister.
"Now, you have a choice, princess." Nightmare said, as they dragged her off her feet so that she was at eye-level with the still restrained Luna.
"You can either watch me brutally rape your little sister..." Daybreaker said, poking at Luna's slit with her strap on. "Or you can make tender, pathetic pervert love to her..."
"Of course, we still want to have our fun..." Nightmare said, rubbing the tip of the crop against Celestia's pussy. "So, you'll have to bring her to orgasm and until you do, you'll get a stroke from this every few seconds. How does that sound?"
Celestia groaned a protest into her gag and Nightmare smacked her right on her lower stomach with the crop. "Sorry, Celly, you're going to have to speak up if you want to be understood."
Daybreaker grinned. "Oh, I don't think sweet, innocent Celestia here could ever take advantage of her poor little sister like that. I guess that means I'll have to break her in..."
Celestia shook her head wildly and groaned into her gag.
"Oh, so you don't want a taste?" Daybreaker asked. "Well, then why don't you get some?"
With that she dragged Celestia back down to her knees and using her mane like a handle, drew her face right up to Luna's humming cunt. Celestia felt tears in her eyes but tried to still her mind. Luna was still dazed and aroused to fully comprehend what that was happening right now. Celestia couldn't let them hurt her, not more than they already had. The pain might sober her up and then the trauma of being trapped in this nightmare world would be too great.
No, she had to protect her sister, just as she always had. With that, she closed her eyes and leaned closer, sticking the tiniest length of her tongue through the ring in the gag and giving a tender lick to her sister's cum-caked privates.
It was the most delicious thing she had ever tasted. She had to stop herself from moaning into her gag, knowing that her tormentors would punish her for that too. But the way that the creamy girl-cum mixed with the salty sweat...Celestia was sure that if the legends about ambrosia, the food of the gods which made the eater immortal were true, then this was what it tasted like.
The crop snapped across the base of her pussy and she lost her balance, falling face first into Luna's well-stuffed pussy.
"Remember, slut...the longer it takes to make her cum, the more pain there is for you..." Nightmare reminded her, before slapping her again with the crop, this time on the inside of her thigh.
They were to either side of her, towering over her like statues and gazing down like goddesses. She'd never felt so small, or so sinful. Still, she pressed on, focusing on the only reprieve from the wicked terror. Luna's pink pussy was so cool and its folds were so soft and welcoming that she wished she could hide from Daybreaker and Nightmare Moon within them.
But all she could do was begin to lick with greater and greater abandon, as the strikes on her thighs and groin grew nastier. Eventually she gave up on licking all together, instead nibbling and suckling on the fleshy nub of Luna's sore pussy in a desperate attempt to bring her to climax once more. It should have been easy, if this was the real world, Luna's forced orgasms should have decreased her refractory period.
Instead, Celestia had to focus on generating for her as much pleasure as possible, and trying not to think about her sister's beautiful, bound form above her. Luna began to respond to the pleasure by moaning even more lasciviously than before into her gag and grinding herself against Celestia's face deliriously, staining her muzzle, forehead and chin with wet shame. And all the while, Celestia could feel the tip of Nightmare Moon's crop sliding between her thighs, welting the toned musculature and drawing closer to her clit with every flick.
Celestia knew somehow, that if the crop did reach its destination, that she wouldn't be able to hold back any longer. She'd piss herself from the pain and arousal, she'd empty her bladder like an animal and that would be one more thing for them to laugh and taunt her about. Not that they needed any extra cannon fodder. They knew her deepest, most reprehensible secret already and were quite intent on using it to demean her however possible.
Emboldened by the desire not to mess herself in front of her little sister and her sadistic captors, she disregarded the stormy clouds of guilt filling her mind and began sucking and tongue fucking Luna with increased speed and intent. She was on the verge of milking another orgasm out of her sister and getting a taste of a fresh splatter of cum, when she was dragged away from her prize.
"On the other hoof, I don't think she really deserves an orgasm, do you?" Nightmare Moon asked.
"Oh, of course not...she's almost as much of a bitch as this one." Daybreaker said with a grin.
Nightmare cackled at Celestia's enraged and confused expression. "Aww, did little Celly really think we were going to let her rape her little sister to orgasm? You really are as stupid as you look."
There was a snap of the crop against the top of Celestia's pussy and she heard "Unlike you, we're not complete monsters." before the pain registered, blocking out all other stimuli.
Then Celestia was tipping forward, screaming into her gag and spraying piss across the floor behind her. They laughed and kicked at her breasts and stomach, yelling some more degrading names at her as she tried to recover from the intense, unintentional orgasm she'd just undergone. Her head was still ringing though and her clit still ached from the blow and all that she knew was that they'd stripped her of yet another layer of humanity by barely trying.
"You're lucky this is a dream and we can just make that stuff disappear if we like." Nightmare Moon said, snapping her fingers together and causing the foul smelling warmth around Celestia's knees to disappear. "Now, say 'thank you, Nightmare!'"
Celestia glared up at her and the paddle came down again, this time right across the center of both cheeks.
"Ahh! Dank du, Nidmurh!" Celestia heard herself saying as Nightmare Moon used the tip of the crop to force her gaze upwards.
"There you go, I'm not such a bad replacement for your crummy sister, now, am I?" Nightmare said, turning to Luna and leaning close to force her tongue through Luna's gag. As she did, she grabbed hold of the smaller, lighter coated alicorn's breasts and squeezed and slapped them as she ground her hips into Luna's desperate cunt.
Luna shuddered and ground back, all self-esteem completely departed from her fevered mind. Nightmare glanced back and stuck out her ass.
"I deserve an orgasm more than she does, don't I?" She asked.
Celestia paused in confusion and Daybreaker swatted her again, this time across the welts she'd already received from the crop. The pain was so bad, almost worse than the clit-smack had been, that she rocked back and forth on her knees, keening for mercy.
"I'm prettier than her, aren't I?" Nightmare asked, rubbing her own massive bust against Luna's exposed breasts and making her drool obscenely, even as she shoved her barely clothed ass into Celestia's cum-stained face.
Celestia remembered the paddle this time and nodded hard, even though Daybreaker's hold on her mane made it painful.
"Say it. Tell me how much prettier I am than Lulu." Nightmare said, with a glint in her eye.
Celestia struggled to form words through the gag. "Do plettydur dan Luru."
"Hmmm...I'm sexier than her too, aren't I?" Nightmare said, running one hand across her backside while the other played with one of her nipples. "I've got a rounder ass, a tighter body...and a nice wet cunt with your name all over it."
Celestia hated how aroused she was by the sight of a darker, more statuesque version of her sister molesting herself in front of her.
"Hmmm...I'm not easy like she is either..." Nightmare said, shaking her ass in Celestia's face. "If you want some of my sweet, sweet honey...you're going to have to work for it..."
Daybreaker pushed her to the floor so that she was inches from Nightmare's hooves.
"Beg for it...beg for a chance to apologize to me." Nightmare demanded, lifting one hoof ever so slightly so that it was inches from Celestia's face.
"Puleez Nidmurh, et me apolohize!" Celestia begged, just wanting to get this over with at this point.
Nightmare grinned and then nodded.
Slowly, Celestia leaned forward and as best as she could, pressed her lips through the gag and to the tip of Nightmare's cool, coal hooves. Nightmare took advantage of the position to place one hoof atop her skull and press her cheek into the uneven stones. Celestia's lips strained, and her kisses became increasingly wet and sloppy as she struggled against the alicorn atop her.
"This where you belong, crawling along the floor of my palace like a worm..." Nightmare removed the hoof from atop Celestia's head and slowly, Daybreaker allowed her to rise, kissing Nightmare's smooth shins, then her sculpted calves and finally her supple thighs, before finally reaching her destination.
She was only stopped by the strap-on that was in the way.
Nightmare giggled and made it teleport from her waist and into her hand. Then she jammed it into Luna's open mouth and began furiously throat fucking her with it as Celestia licked wildly at her new prize. Closing her eyes, her massive bust rose and fell as she sumptuously sighed.
"This is your job now, pleasing me...crawling around at my feet and making yourself my footrest and throne." Nightmare said, slowing the pace of Luna's facial abuse. With a pop, she slid the dildo fee of Luna's lips and slapped both her sweat soaked cheeks with it. "Begging for a chance to amuse me...touching yourself to entertain my court...humbling yourself for a chance to pleasure your sister, my prisoner."
"Listening to her screams through these stone walls, as I fuck her so hard, she forgets your name." Daybreaker said, slapping Celestia's ass again and cupping her still sensitive sex in her fuzzy palm. "You'll be Nightmare's royal slave, and your sister will be my trussed-up fuck-slave."
She dug her fingers into Celestia's cunt and tormented her with harsh fingerfucking and sharp pinches. Celestia groaned and squealed into Nightmare's pussy, which caused her to begin to grind on Celestia's face as Luna did, even as she shoved the strap on back into Luna's open mouth.
"You're going to make a public apology..." Nightmare continued. "You're going to tell everypony that you've abdicated the throne so you can spend more time as my maid. Bringing me my meals, waking me up every morning just like this...you're going to appear before the entirety of Equestria in a smock and a skirt and little white hat and tell them all how sorry you are for being a selfish, boring leader and how much you hope they'll punish you for it, now that you've been demoted to your proper place."
"Hmmm...you and your sister have ignored us for long enough..." Daybreaker said, lightly slapping Celestia's swollen lips. "Don't worry though...we'll take good care of your kingdom while you're being fucked silly."
Nightmare groaned and yanked the dildo out of Luna's mouth, before stuffing it up her pussy so that both of them would climax. Daybreaker pulled Celestia away, her face glistening with Nightmare Moon's sweet juices, and then lifted her up to her hooves so that she could attach the chains around her wrists to a hook which had materialized from the ceiling.
Nightmare took a deep breath and removed the strap-on from Luna's cunt unceremoniously. "You're ours now, to do with as we please..." She said, slapping Celestia's breasts with the end up the strap-on, before slipping it back on.
"She looks so sexy like this..." Daybreaker crooned, sauntering around Celestia and over to Nightmare Moon so that she could cupping her breasts and kiss her neck. "Completely powerless. Totally at our mercy...the veneer of self-righteousness...utterly demolished."
Nightmare gave another satisfied sigh and the two of them shared a deep and passionate kiss, then Nightmare slid out of Daybreaker's grasp and grabbed Celestia's hips. "Get ready to work for something, for once in your miserable life, you spoiled cow." She hissed, before lifting Celestia up and dropping her down onto her strap-on.
Celestia screeched once more into her gag as her pussy plunged down onto the thick black toy. She wiggled against it, trying to use her wings to lift off but Nightmare Moon dragged her back down and soon Celestia's feeble attempts at escape were replaced by the push and pull of sex. It was too good. The stiff intruder in her velvety folds, filling her up with shadowy visions of eternal enslavement. She saw herself, a well-chained and properly pierced slave, bathing her mistress in the glorious light of the moon, kissing her hooves each time Luna tugged on her leash and calling her queen.
Daybreaker was on the other side of her, mauling her tits and slapping her clit as Nightmare Moon rocked back and forth into her. Celestia screamed into her gag and twitched against the invading dildo. But she was powerless to stop either of them and her overstimulation only increased when Nightmare Moon began to spank her already reddened ass with each fuck.
"My turn." Daybreaker said with a primordial growl, reaching down to her waist and wrapping her pale hand around a blood red dildo, just as long and thick as Nightmare Moon's.
Celestia tried to protest, but her input was ignored as two dildos plunged into her, meeting in the center and stretching her previously virgin pussy obscenely. She writhed against the two of them, each strap-on using her slickness to rub against each other and creating an entirely unanticipated sensation.
Then Nightmare Moon pulled out and rubbed the head of her instrument against Celestia's still stinging asshole. "Just remember, Celly..." She said, as Celestia shook her head and begged through her gag, even as Daybreaker thrust brutally into her. "...you wanted this."
Then more pain, unlike anything she'd anticipated. A jerky, forceful invasion of her most sacred cavity, a cool black dildo burrowing through her bowels.
Her legs kicked the air as the two dildos sawed in and out of her. Her wings fluttered and her lungs burned as she screamed into her gag.
"We're going to have so much fun with you..." Daybreaker said, leaning forward and lightly biting a nipple, eliciting another shriek of surprise from the helpless royal whore.
"And because this is a dream...we can make it go on for as long as we want." Nightmare Moon said with a snarl, digging her sharp black nails into Celestia's thick white asscheeks.
Celestia moaned. Celestia sobbed.
But she didn't wake up.