It was her idea...
Silence returns to the empty classroom as you finish writing your name across the chalkboard. Placing the piece of chalk down, you dust off your hands and check things over. Your hair was still looking professional, your suit and tie were straightened out, the large desk beside you had various neatly stacked books on it, a rather comfortable office chair was placed behind the desk, the smaller student desks and chairs were lined up facing the chalkboard in four rows, and the wooden ruler was hung up against the wall in its proper place. Everything seemed to check out.
How the heck did you wind up in this mess?
You remember spending a delightful evening dinner with your marefriend Celestia, just chatting away and having a good time. That’s Princess Celestia, of course. She is the co-ruler of an entire civilization of colorful anthropomorphic ponies. They stood up on hooves, but had hands just like humans. Most were smaller than the average human, Celestia being one of the few exceptions. Celestia was the tallest of the group; at least as far as you knew, which made her only slightly taller than you. Honestly, you never really noticed or cared about that part when there was so much more to her. You weren’t surprised by yourself when you realized you had fallen for her after all your time spent in Equestria. You were surprised, however, to learn she had taken a liking to you. You aren’t sure how that was even possible to this day, but the two of you had spent some wonderful quality time together.
Somehow the conversation traveled towards things you’ve always wanted to do, but have never done. Both of you went back and forth listing things for a while until Celestia’s mood suddenly changed. Something seemed to bother her, as she wouldn’t quite look you directly in the eyes. Eventually you were able to coax her into telling you what was bothering her, which she admitted to being embarrassed and a bit frightened of what you would think of it. Now you were really curious to know! You told her that you’d keep an open mind, but also understood if she was too frightened to tell you now and would wait until she felt it was the right time. Slowly, she began to tell you one of the things she’s always wanted to do.
She’s always wanted to try some sexual fantasy roleplay, particularly the student/teacher one.
Celestia faced away from you as her face lit up in embarrassment for admitting that out loud. As such, she couldn’t see the look on your face, which you would believe would be the same dumb grin on any man’s face when his hot girlfriend asks to do some naughty bedroom roleplay he’s into. Thoughts of Celestia in her ‘teacher’ outfit fill your mind. Would you play the role of the teacher’s pet, or after school detention rebel student? Fantasies of Celestia smacking the ruler against the desk and telling you that you needed some ‘discipline’ finally convinced you that you had to play the role of the bad boy.
You collected your thoughts together and told Celestia that you’d be willing to try this ‘roleplaying thing’ out if she would like. She seemed surprised by your acceptance to attempt this, was it really that weird to her that you accept this? But slowly her face began to brighten up to that wonderful smile of hers. She started planning on a date to try it out, and where she could find the right outfits and how excited she was for this. You were too busy fantasizing about Celestia bent over a desk with a skirt too short for her while you watched from your desk.
It wasn’t until you received your outfit later that it dawned on you that Celestia wanted you to be the teacher.
So here you were roleplaying the teacher. And instead of setting up a desk and some chairs in some private corner of the castle, you were apparently playing this out on actual school property. This classroom that you were standing in was in fact a real classroom, not in use at the moment of course. Apparently school was out for a week, and Celestia had made some deal to use the room. Celestia apparently goes all the way with these fantasies.
The windows of the classrooms were blocked to keep random citizens of Canterlot from peeping in at the two of you. Celestia claimed she put a magical barrier around that would make sure no one would see or bother the two of you, but you felt better with something physical blocking the view. You were disappointed in that you were not going to see Celestia in a teacher's outfit, but you were going to give this your best shot. It is Celestia’s fantasy to do this, and as a good coltfriend/boyfriend of hers you’d give it your best shot. You said so yourself! Besides, maybe Celestia’s student outfit will be just as impressive as the teacher one you pictured in your head. All that was left now was to wait for Celestia herself to arrive and you could begin…
You turned as you heard the classroom door open, Celestia had arrived.
The outfit she wore left you… conflicted. It was a very lovely school outfit, you thought. She wore a brown jacket with a white blouse underneath it along with a striped tie, and had a simple grey skirt which had a small opening at the top of it to let her tail out. She even had some grey socks that matched her skirt, and wore simple shoes appropriate with her outfit. She had on a backpack, and carried a book under her arm. Again, it was a very lovely outfit you had to admit, Celestia looked breathtaking in it. But it wasn’t quite the outfit you were expecting. You were kind of hoping for Celestia to wear something more of the ‘bad girl’ style... Or at least she could have had a skirt that was shorter.
“Good afternoon sir!” Celestia said in a higher pitched cheerful voice than her usual self. Guess she has made her own voice for the character.
“Afternoon Celestia.” You replied in your best ‘teacher’ voice.
“I brought you something.” Celestia pulled her bag around from behind her and opened it up to look for her gift. She pulled out a red apple and held it out to you. “Here.”
“Uh, thanks?” You take the apple from her and put it on your desk. Well, might as well start this off with the obvious rout. “Have you completed all your homework?” you asked.
Celestia nodded with a smile. “It’s all right here. I even triple checked it to make sure it was all correct.” She pulled out a stack of paper and handed it to you. You glanced over to see if there was any indication in the ‘homework’ to help you lead this roleplay somewhere. There wasn’t. It all looked as if she did ‘real homework’ for this.
You mentally sighed and placed the stack of paper on your desk. “Very well, take your seat.” Well the bad student route wasn’t happening, but maybe what Celestia was aiming for was the ‘teacher’s pet' path: behaving like a perfect A+ student because she has the hots for the teacher, who was you. Celestia took her seat in the front row and you were hoping that she’d give you a nice up skirt view as she sat down. No such luck, her seating gave you no glorious hint of what was beneath that skirt.
Celestia began pulling out more books from her backpack, along with various school supplies. She then neatly organized them all on her desk and looked up at you with a smile. You began to wonder if she was trying to act like her faithful student on purpose. Or was this how she believed all good students behaved and such thoughts rubbed off on Twilight Sparkle? You stopped that line of thought and focused on where to go from here. Perhaps Celestia wanted you, the teacher, to come on to her first?
“Doing well in school, so far?” you asked.
“Oh yes sir! With this class done and all the extra AP and honor classes finished I should be with a 5.0 grade average at the end of the school year.
Bit much there don’t you think Celestia? you think to yourself. “Wow, smart and beautiful. You are one amazing mare, Celestia.”
Celestia beams at your approval. “Thank you. My coltfriend think so too.”
“Coltfriend?” you asked.
“Yeah, he’s such a swell guy. He’s always taking me out dancing, and to all the nicest hangouts. He always knows what to say to make me smile.”
You stood there trying to figure out if Celestia was trying to be ‘in character’ or if she was trying to drop you hints. You were still getting used to Canterlot, so you didn’t exactly know where all the ‘nicest hangouts’ were. And while you had taken Celestia out to dance, it was just one time. She has never asked to do it again up to this point, if this was such a hint.
Celestia simply smiled up at you, blinking her gorgeous magenta eyes. You were at a loss at how to proceed. “Riiiight. Well then…”
“Sir, we should get back to where we left off last week, page 462 of ‘History of Science in Equestria’.”
“… Okay then. To page 462 I guess.”
You took the book off the pile on your desk and flipped to the page. Was this what Celestia thought of for a ‘good time’? Pretending to be a straight A+ student in a school? You’d be okay with that if that was planned, but from what she was hinting at, you were hoping to see some ‘hot sweaty action’ today. The kind of action of tossing Celestia across her desk and, as the Equestrians put it, ‘rutting her senseless’. Not reading from a text book and pretending to be in class. You felt tempted to use the safe word (though who knows why she wanted it to be ‘Parasprite’, you would have preferred just simply ‘banana’) the two of you had come up with just to end this boring role play. But you are reminded of how happy Celestia looked when you had agreed to this and decided to keep going a little more for her sake.
You’re not sure how much time has passed as you flip through the book, reading it out loud as Celestia simply watched you in her seat, occasionally writing down what you had to believe were notes. The day started to feel never-ending just like being in a real boring classroom. And you were certainly bored. What finally brought you out of the dreary ‘teaching’ state was the sound of something vibrating in Celestia’s school bag. You let loud a quiet sigh, now this boring role play was interrupted by someone calling Celestia on her cellphone!
As you turned the next page of the textbook, a realization dawned on you. Equestria doesn’t have cellphones.
So what’s making all that noise in Celestia’s bag?
You gazed up from the text book to see Celestia looking down nervously at her school bag and giving her bag a good kick. The bag stopped shaking and silence filled the room. Celestia looked back up at you and tried to give a smile to indicate that nothing had happened. If your curiosity wasn’t piqued before, it certainly was now.
“What was that?” you asked.
“What was what?” she replied, giving you a look of innocence.
“What’s in the bag, Celestia?”
“…Nothing.”
You placed the textbook you held on ‘your’ desk, and took a step closer to Celestia. She seemed to shrink into her desk as you approached her. “Nothing? Then you wouldn’t mind opening your bag up and showing it to me?”
“Honestly sir, there’s nothing in the bag but books and pencils. We are wasting precious classroom time and I’d very much like to-“ Celestia’s defense was interrupted as her bag once again vibrated on the floor. She gave it another kick without breaking eye contact with you.
You take a few more steps closer. “It’s disrupting the class.”
“Really? I haven’t heard anyone else complain about it, so I don’t think there’s any need to open it at all.” Celestia voice began to squeak a bit as you picked up the bag and held it in your arm. You then began to pull on the zipper and peer inside it. Among a few dozen small square pieces of paper, you spotted a small square pink remote inside for some sort of device. You followed the wire connected to the remote to its end to find…
You blinked and stared at the object. You weren’t sure if it was what you thought it was, or if your mind was playing tricks on you after the long day of pretending to be a teacher. But soon it became clear that the object was exactly what you thought it was.
Celestia had brought a remote control ‘bullet’ vibrator in her bag.
That wasn’t the only thing questionable in the bag. You now noticed that those small square papers scattered around had images on them. You pick one up to have a closer look at it. It was a picture of a stallion posing in some rather revealing briefs in some sort of locker room. The picture itself looked like it belonged in some sort of magazine, but Celestia had cut it out in such a way to resemble a photo. The rest of the scattered squares were similar, pictures of stallions posing in front of some sort of locker room set.
“I see you’ve taken up photography as one of your many classes, Celestia.” You say as you hold out one of the ‘photos’ in your hand.
“I-I-I-I can explain!” Celestia’s face was completely reddened by this point. Boy was she good at this!
“Go ahead. And while you’re at it, please explain to me why you have this in your bag?” You grab hold of the wire of the vibrator and pull it out, letting the bullet of the vibrator impact against its control panel until the two simple hung there in front of Celestia. “Last I checked, such items were considered contraband and were deeply frowned upon at this school.” Celestia gave you no response and simply looked down at her desk. After a moment of silence, you continued. “Well then, I guess I have no choice but to report this to the principal and have you stay in for detention.”
“Principal? Detention?” Celestia nearly leap out of her desk at hearing those words. “I can’t stay for detention! I’ve got after school extra credit classes! If I miss them, my grades will go down! I can’t afford that!”
“Should have thought of that before you took pictures of your fellow students and brought contraband items to class.” You say putting on your best straight face. Celestia squirmed in her chair and lightly bit her thumb as she looked away from you, giving you the impression of panic thoughts racing through her mind. You took a small bit of pleasure watching her do this, even though you knew deep down she was faking it. This was far more entertaining that what you’ve been doing earlier on.
Finally, Celestia spoke up. “Please sir, I can’t miss out! Isn’t there something other than detention? Maybe some kind of extra assignments or something I can do over night?”
Say the line Celestia, you think to yourself as you attempt to keep your straight face. The desperate person always says that one line when pleading to the authority. Say the line. Say it!
“I’ll do anything!”
The words echoed in your mind like sound of a slot machine paying out the big jackpot to a compulsive gambler. It was so wonderful to hear, you almost couldn’t hold on to your straight face. It even became harder with the next words you spoke. “Anything, huh?” Celestia nodded her head. You took in a deep breath. “Well I guess there is something that you could do that would make sure no one hears of this and you don’t have to spend time in detention. I seem to recall an old form of punishment of when a student snuck some goodies into class that student was forced to share it with the rest of the class or have it taken away. I suppose a similar sort of punishment could be used for bringing something like this into class.” You held up one of the photos in front of Celestia.
Celestia blinked in confusion. “I’m sorry sir, but I’m afraid I do not understand.”
“You don’t? Very well, I’ll try explaining it another way.” You lean in close to Celestia and stare right into her eyes. “Pull up your skirt and blouse.”
“M-my what?” Celestia place a hand over her mouth in shock. “Teacher! This is sexual harassment!”
“And what do you call taking photos of your fellow male classmates in the locker room? Tell me, did you ask them for permission before you took these photos? Do they even know these photos even exist?” You stood there waiting for Celestia’s response. She didn’t seem to have one. “If you want out of detention for taking the photos, then you’re going to have to do the same. Let’s see what you’ve got under those clothes.”
Celestia sat at her desk in silence for a while before she made a move. Slowly, she crumpled up her skirt into the hands on her lap until it had been pulled back enough for you to view the blue and white stripped panties she wore. “Good,” you said. “Now take off your blouse.”
Celestia hesitantly unbuttoned her jacket and let it slide off her arms, resting on the chair. Then she reached down and began to unbutton the white blouse at the bottom, slowly making her way to the top. You couldn’t help but grin at the sight of her pulling the white clothing to the side, revealing her bra to you and letting her striped tie dangle in between her breasts. No matter how many times you’ve seen Celestia’s marvelous round ‘royal orbs’, another sight of them just brightens your day more than the larger one she keeps in the sky.
“You have a very nice figure, Celestia.”
Celestia’s face blushed as you stared at her. “C-can I go now? I’ve done as you asked.”
You kneel down at her desk. “Not just yet.”
“But you said-!”
“I said I would forget about the photos if you stripped down to your undergarments just like in the photos, but that wasn’t all that you brought.” You reached into the bag and pulled out her vibrator. “We have to do something about this too.”
“S-s-something like what?”
“Oh Celestia.” You say as you reach your hand towards her panties and lightly pull them to the side. “I think you know what a vibrator is used for.”
“Wait, wait, wait, wait! I didn’t say-!”
“Celestia, do you want go to detention or not?” You waited for her reply once more. Taking her silence as an answer, you took the bullet vibrator in hand and pushed it into her passage. Celestia lets out a small yelp and her body quivers from the sensation. Standing back on your feet, you take the remote for the vibrator and turn it on to its lowest setting. You watch as Celestia begins to react to the stimulation from below. “Does your coltfriend know you’re such a horny and lonely filly, Celestia?”
“Wh-wh-what? I’m not either of those!”
“Celestia, you’ve got a dozen pictures of colts down to their briefs to masturbate to, and you are horny enough to bring them all to school. Yet I’m fairly sure not one of these pictures is of your so called coltfriend. So what kind of filly masturbates to pictures other colts, but doesn’t even have a single photo of their coltfriend with them?” You lean in close to Celestia, balancing yourself against her school desk. “I get the feeling you’re not quite satisfied with him.”
“I’m- nergh- I’m very happy to be with him.”
“I seriously doubt that.” You lean in closer, less than an inch away from her now, as Celestia stares directly into your eyes. “I get the feeling he’s been letting you down an awful lot. I get the feeling you have needs he’s not helping you out with, or that you don’t trust him enough to tell him. And so you’ve turned to collecting pictures of your fellow students in the change room and masturbating to them at school. Of course, it only fills the void temporarily.” You adjust the settings on the vibrator up a bit higher. Celestia body shakes more at the sensation, but she keeps her eyes open and looking directly at you. Her breathing has quickened and sweat has begun to slide down her face. “Because as pleasurable as this is, it’s not what you really need. The toy cannot give you the warm touch of a lover. And what you crave right now is the jolting sensation running through your body from the touch of another being, a physical showing of being wanted. Of being loved.”
Celestia appeared to be trembling as you spoke to her, and at the end you caught her trying to close the gap between the two of you, but you manage pull away from the needy mare in time. As much as you wanted to feel her lips against yours, there was still the matter of putting you through that entire time of ‘pretend teaching’ she had to pay for. “Of course,” you continued, “such a lustful desire is bound to consume the mind of any mare in time, getting in the way of important work and needed study time. If not treated properly, it could make an A+ student like you go all the way down to C-, maybe even lower than that. As a teacher, of course, it would be my duty to help you overcome this problem and keep your grades high. But I can’t simply force my help on you. That would be wrong. Without being asked for help, I’m afraid I’m powerless to do a single thing…”
Celestia’s body began to tighten together as she attempted to speak to you under the effects of the vibrator. “T-t-t-teacher… Sir… C-c-c-could you help m-m-m-me?”
“Why Celestia, help you with what?” You say with a smug smile. You continue to look deep into her needy eyes.
“H-h-help me with my problem.”
“And what problem is that?”
“M-m-my lustful problem.”
“You’re nearly a full grown adult, Celestia. It would best if you asked like an adult would.”
Celestia’s hands reach out and grab her desk as she leans forward and tries to focus on the words. “C-c-could you buck me?”
“You know, since you are asking a human instead of an Equestrian, you should ask him in the human term. It’s only proper.”
Celestia was now shaking her desk along with her body. Her nicely placed books and school supplies felt to the floor until there was nothing left on the desk. “F-f-f-fuck? Could you fuck me, please? I’m so horny it hurts.”
“Why, anything for the number one student of the school.”
You reach your arms out in between Celestia’s outstretched arms, and grab hold of the bottom of her bra. You then lift it up and free her aroused peaks from the confines of undergarment, exposing them in full view. With them freed, you began cup a breast in each hand and gave them a light squeeze. Celestia whimpered under your touch and closed her eyes. “Feels good to have them touched, doesn’t it?”
“Mm-hm.” Celestia nods her head as she enjoys the feeling of your hands as you begin to message her soft eager breasts. Once you had your fill, you took your left hand and turned off the vibrator. You then reached under the desk and removed the vibrator from Celestia's now-soaked core. You caught a whiff of Celestia’s excitement.
Celestia opened her eyes to give you a puzzled look. You answered her by grabbing hold of her striped tie with your right hand, and pulling it like a leash. “I’ll need to see you at my desk now Celestia.”
Celestia got up from her desk and followed behind you as you held on to her tie. You reached the desk and frowned at the lack of space there for what you needed to do. You then proceeded to shove all the books right off it at once, the sound of the books falling to the floor made Celestia give out a yelp of surprise. You paused as you looked over the mostly empty desk (you didn’t feel like throwing the apple to the floor) to figure out which way was the best to proceed with ‘student Celestia’, as there were so many choices to go for. Your answer came quickly to you when you suddenly felt Celestia’s hand slide down your pants and start stroking your hardening shaft. “Oh sir! I can’t wait any longer! Please start fucking me right away! If I wait any longer I think I’ll go crazy!”
Celestia’s leg rubbed up against your back after she reached her hand around your side pulled you closer to her. You could feel her wet crotch grind against your side, separated only by the clothing of her now drenched panties and your pants. Her exposed chest rubbed against your arm. You loved the feeling of a needy Celestia pleading with you to have sex with her, both verbally and with physical contact. However, you reminded yourself of your role in this. You were the teacher. She was your student. There was only one course of action to take now. You pulled away from Celestia’s needy grip, not even bothering to turn around to look at her. You thought it would make for a good effect.
“We’ve barely started and already you’ve gone from a well behaved student to a troublemaker. You should know the rules by now, Celestia. You have to wait till the teacher calls you. If we just let every student jump around and say whatever they want, whenever they wanted, why then class would become a big old mess of chaos.” You walk over to the side of the chalkboard and take down the ruler that was hanging from there. “It seems I’ll have to add a bit of discipline if I’m going to help you get back to the road of being an A+ student again.” You turn to face Celestia, trying to keep your best straight face. “Lay face down across my desk, Celestia.”
Celestia gives you a quick frightened look before doing as you asked, laying her exposed chest right against the desk. You approached her now raised rump, and slowly began to pull the skirt in the direction of the desk. With her cutie mark exposed, you now had a target to aim for. You raise the ruler and began to give Celestia a spanking. The first light hit caused her to whine. The second slightly harder hit caused a lower moan out of her and her legs began to kick as a reaction. A third caused her to squirm, and it was clear if you wanted to continue you would have to hold her down. You let the ruler drop to the floor as you held her against the desk with one hand and slapped her flank with your open hand.
Celestia began to call out to you. “Yes! Spank me! I’ve been a naughty student!” her legs and tail flailed as a reaction to the assault of your palm to her firm ass. You changed the speed and force of each slap to keep things interesting, but you always held back the full force. You simply wanted to make her a little sore, not do any real damage after all. The moment you started to see her beautiful white coat become a bit pink, you knew it was time to stop. By this point, Celestia had managed to squirm and kick her panties off her behind and right down to her ankle. The smell of her arousal and the sound of her exhausted breathing completely filled the classroom at this point.
“I think that should steer you in the direction of being a beautiful, wonderful student again.” You said as you gave the spanked area a tender kiss, causing the panting Celestia to shiver. Her tail flicked towards you and tried to wrap you in its enchanting glow, but you brushed it away. You stood behind the exhausted Celestia, watching the stream of her lust drip down her legs and the desk and beginning to collect on the floor. Your own cock pulsed at the sight, informing you that you were just as turned on by all of this as she was. It was time to bring this to a close.
You undid your belt and pants and simply let them fall to the floor, taking along your undergarments with them. Your hardened dick was now free to stand tall and feel the cold air of the classroom brushing against it. The ‘click’ sound the belt made as it smacked against the marble floor caused Celestia’s ears to perk up. Celestia began to find renewed strength at the thought of what seemed to come new. “Come on Teach! Give it to me hard! I need that large cock of yours so badly!”
It was then that you noticed that through all Celestia’s squirming and movement, the apple had miraculously evaded falling to the floor. And that gave you a new idea. Pulling your legs out of your fallen pants, you moved towards the apple and picked it up. “Are we forgetting rules again? No talking in class until the Teacher asks you a question,” you say as you place the apple into Celestia’s mouth. Celestia gave a muffled response, but you couldn’t make it out. It wasn’t the safe word, you were sure, so you ignored it. You spotted the vibrator on her desk as you turned away and decided to take it with you. Returning to your position behind Celestia, you began to remove the rest of your clothing and let them fall to the floor. You leaned in closely to her, feeling her warmth against your skin hidden behind her opened blouse and the tingle of her enchanting tail against your side, to whisper into her ear from behind her. Your shaft dragged against her slit. “Remember my smart and beautiful student. This is for your own good.”
You then stood straight up and positioned your hardened length with your free hand to match her vulnerable passage. You placed the vibrator down on the table and grab hold of Celestia’s firm flank, beginning the slow process of entering her. You savor the moment as the tip of your shaft begins to part her nether lips, causing Celestia to make a muffled moan. You push your throbbing rod deeper into her moist and hot passage, until your entire rod had been engulfed into Celestia. You felt Celestia’s tunnel contract around your shaft, attempting to force you to release your load into her. But that wouldn’t be fun if you had started cumming the moment you first penetrated her, would it? Your left hand reached for the bullet of the vibrator. With it between your grasp, you use your index finger to turn on the vibrator, feeling the device vibrate in your hand. You reached your hand below and aimed the vibrator towards Celestia’s clit. Celestia arched her back upwards at the surprised sensation she felt, letting loose a muffled long moan. Her horn lit up and magical sparks began to fly in all directions. You felt her tunnel tighten even more before feeling something warm and wet slash against your crotch.
Celestia body collapsed on the desk again and the sparks around her horn faded. Her tunnel's grip began to relax and you took it as a sign to proceed. You pulled your length back as far as you could without completely leaving Celestia before thrusting it back in. You kept the vibrator in place on her clit while doing so, picturing what Celestia face must look like with the pleasured muffled noise she was now making. As your thrusting got faster, you felt yourself nearing the end. But one last idea came to your mind before all this was over. Reaching with your free hand, you grabbed hold of Celestia’s tie, and pulled it back like a leash. Celestia head was raised up as you pulled on the tie and she let out a deep muffled moan as you continued to thrust with all your might.
Finally, you used up all the strength you had left in you. The orgasm you held back began to spurt out globs of your semen deep into her sex. The hand that held the vibrator let it drop to the floor and grabbed hold on Celestia’s thigh, pulling her towards you in time with your thrusts and holding her in place. The other hand held her tie tightly, pulling until the last of your semen had left your body. Celestia made more muffled noises, and her horn lit up with magic, but instead of sparks flying out like before, the magic simply began to ‘ooze’ out of her horn and pool on the desk. Once your climax had faded, you let go of Celestia and let her collapse on the desk. You fell on top of her shortly after.
The two of you simply lay on top of the desk for a short while, trying to catch each others breath. When you felt a bit of strength return to you, you managed to pull yourself off of Celestia. You took your tired muscles and collapsed into the nearby teacher’s chair. There you sat staring at the exhausted Celestia as she looked back at you. Finally, Celestia spat out the apple ‘gag’ in her mouth, letting it fall to the floor with a ‘splat’, and rolled over to lie on her back. She then called you by name.
“How was it?” Celestia asked with a smile. Her voice had returned to normal, a sign to you that she was now out of character.
“What the heck was with that whole first part of the day? Making me just stand there and read you a lesson that you most likely already knew?” you asked annoyingly.
“I liked hearing the sound of your voice.” She replied giving you a smug grin. You gave her a glare and she rolled her eyes. “How else are you going to be the disgruntled teacher who takes advantage of the popular and talented student if you aren't even the slightest bit dissatisfied yourself?”
“So you did do that to annoy me.”
“Hey, it gave promising results, didn’t it? Wasn’t it fun?”
You gave an exhausted sigh and were forced to smile. “Yeah, it was wonderful.”
“See? Your sexy marefriend knows what she’s doing.”
“It would have been nice if you told me though.”
“And spoil the fun? Half the enjoyment is not knowing where things are going or what’s going to happen next.”
“There’s something else that had been bothering me. What was all that about ‘being taken to the nicest places’ with your ‘coltfriend’ before.”
Celestia attempted to shrug as she lay on the desk. “Just something I thought a schoolfilly would say.”
“So that wasn’t some sort of hint for me?”
Celestia gave you a puzzled looked before covering her mouth and letting out a gasp. “Oh, you thought that-? I was just being in character sweetie. I wasn’t making any sort of comment about you.” You felt a warm tingle down at your legs. You looked to see Celestia’s magical multicolored tail wrap itself around your waist. Her tail and mane always had a strange ‘ethereal’ feeling to it. Like something being physically there to hold and touch, and yet you could move through it like it was nothing but air. “I didn’t mean to say something that would hurt your feelings.”
You felt embarrassed about bringing it up now. “It’s ok Celestia. I was being stupid and reading too much into it. The entire thing kind of caught me completely off guard.”
Celestia managed to lift herself off the desk, in order to move towards you and lay into your lap. You now felt her warm body press against you, along with the tingling ‘ethereal’ feeling of her tail still wrapped around you. You could now clearly smell her sweat that covered her face, along with the fragrance of flowers that emanated from her flowing mane. You never did figure out what kind of flower her mane smelled like. But you always thought of it as just Celestia’s unique sent.
“Thanks for doing this for me. It meant a lot to me.” Celestia said as she rested her head against your shoulder.
You wrapped your arms around her body. “Anytime, Celestia. Although I’m sure any other stallion would have done the same in my situation.”
You could feel Celestia's warm breath against your skin as she gave a small sigh. “No, they wouldn’t. Most stallions don’t do role play, especially of the student and teacher kind. Most of my little ponies find the whole idea… creepy.”
You could hear a bit of sadness in her voice, so you tighten your hug on her and leaned in to plant a kiss on her forehead. “Their loss then,” you said. “You make an amazing student.”
Celestia giggled a bit. “And you’re not bad as a teacher.”
“Not bad?” you asked a bit hurt at her remark. “I think someone is asking for some more discipline.”
“Ooo, could you not? My tush is going to be sore all day from that last spanking.”
“Too much?” you asked, beginning to worry.
“Nah, you just need to improve your technique a bit. The ruler was a nice start, but I think you went a bit overboard with those last slaps.”
You reached your hand down towards Celestia’s sore rump and gently rubbed the spot where you had spanked, causing her to let out a small whine into your shoulder. “I’m so sorry Celestia,” you said. “I didn’t mean to hurt you this badly.”
She raises her head to give you a kiss on the side of your check. “I know sweetie. I know.” She laid her head back down against your shoulder as you continue to comfort her flank. Every so often, Celestia would let out a hum of satisfaction at your work. After a while, Celestia spoke up again.
“You know, we still have this school to ourselves for a little while. Want to try it again by heading to the locker room showers? We could do a bit of role play of ‘the naive cheerleader showering and the horny student spying.’”
You give it a thought. “Which one of us would be the naive cheerleader and which one would be the horny student spying?”
“You know what? I’ll let you choose.” She replied.
That response gave you a wicked grin.