Moonstone – Chapter 5 “The First Rule”

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Fleur woke with a soft moan, feeling much warmer and more comfortable than recent memory served. The warm haze of sleep was lovely, and she didn’t quite feel like stirring just yet. ’I don’t remember my bed being so warm and comfy… What happened?’ Fleur’s mind did its best to shuffle through the memories of the previous evening. She had gone to the ball, given Luna her gift, and then the dancing had started. She danced with Hoity Toity, who had made passes at her. Then she had danced with…

“Luna!” Fleur’s eyes snapped open suddenly, and she inhaled through her nose as a moment of panic quickly overtook her.

“Yes, Fleur?” The princess’ low, sultry tone calmed her, and all of the memories of last night flooded back in an instant. The dance, the gifting, the kisses…

The sex.

“Good… Good morning.” Fleur slowly settled down into the sheets, sighing gently. Luna lay next to her, a soft smile on her face.

“Good morning to you as well. Bad dream?”

“I wouldn’t say that.” Fleur moaned, rubbing the bridge of her nose. She nearly gasped when Luna pressed close, nuzzling into her neck. “Just… Pleasant memories.”

“I’ll say,” Luna’s husky tone sent a breath over Fleur’s neck, causing her to tremble slightly. Luna accompanied it with a soft kiss and a slight moan. “Last night was incredibly enjoyable.”

“But…” Fleur muttered, her hooves inadvertently falling into Luna’s mane. “You didn’t even… You know…”

“Cum?” She offered, raising her head with a sly grin. “I told you, Fleur. My greatest sexual fulfillment comes not from my own orgasms, but that of others.” She leaned in again, this time pressing her lips directly against Fleur’s. The soft touch made her melt, and she slowly sagged down into the sheets. Her eyes fluttered closed as Fleur pressed into the kiss, inhaling through her nose to deepen the sensation all the more. After a few more seconds of pure bliss, Luna reluctantly pulled away. Fleur took another deep breath to steady herself, and in doing so smelled the remnant of last night.

“Oh… I guess we should wash up.”

“Fear not,” Luna chuckled, slowly drawing away. The room felt cold in her absence, so Fleur had no choice but to get up and follow. “Follow me. I have a… Rather luxurious bathing room down here.” The prospect of a hot bath or even a shower was enough to make Fleur not regret leaving the room, though she did hope they would return here again sometime soon. The pictures on the walls were rather fun to look at, if Fleur could handle the debilitating arousal that boiled inside of her if she stared for too long. Luna led her back out into the warmly-lit hallway, following the other side of the intersection to a whole new series of rooms. Fleur wanted to peek into them, to see what wonders the held, but Luna ushered her along with a soft nudge here and there. Luna went maybe halfway down the hallway before leading them into another room that was even more breathtaking than the last.

Fleur could make out four distinct sections. The first and most prominent was the entryway, which boasted two full-counter sinks, a dresser filled with what Fleur assumed were clothes or robes, a cupboard stacked high with fluffy white towels, and perhaps twice as many mane-care products as Luna had in her upstairs bathroom. Fleur could have spent hours in this section alone, applying makeup, tending her mane, or brushing her coat.

The next section was a little bit more intimidating. It was a grey concrete slab, sunk into the floor about four inches. Fleur noticed several hard iron rungs set into the walls, and even a few on the ceiling. Several water spouts were set into the wall as well, and a few of them hung down lower than the rungs. Fleur guessed this was for more intense water-based sessions, or maybe heavy-duty cleanup. Luna gave a soft ‘ahem’ and drew her attention away to the third section of the grand room.

Now this is more my speed. Fleur thought. Well-separated from the hard grey concrete of the last one, the third section was dominated by a bathtub that could easily have been called a pool. Luna’s bathtub up in her room was maybe half the size of this one. The exquisitely-designed tub looked deep enough for Fleur to easily sink in up to her neck, and with a bit more depth, she probably could have gone for a swim instead of a bath. Luna approached a series of levers on the wall, her horn glowing as she pulled one of them all the way down, and another of the four about halfway. Fleur was about to ask how the tub filled when, to her amazement, a grid of holes opened in the floor and walls. Water flowed in through those holes, filling the tub from the bottom-up. Steam began to fill the room as Luna stepped away from the levers to go fetch an array of shampoos, conditioners, lotions, oils, and other bath accessories. Fleur watched the bath fill for a few more seconds, anxiously awaiting the chance to slip into its steamy embrace.

Luna padded away to gather bath products, leaving her alone with the half-full bath. Instead of watching the water rise, Fleur went to explore the fourth and last section of the cavernous bathroom. This one consisted of a series of showerheads set against the wall, and a long wooden bench sitting underneath them. She wondered why Luna would have so many – eight in total – in the same place. With a blush, she realized Luna may or may not have indulged in some group activities in the past. Afterwards, all parties involved likely convened here for a communal shower and bath. A blush rose to her cheeks, and Fleur found herself wondering if she could open herself up in such a way to multiple partners…

“It’s ready.” Luna drew her out of her reverie, and when Fleur turned, she saw the bath was filled to the brim with oil and water. Luna finished dumping a healthy amount of amber-colored oil into the bath, and the tendrils floated away on the steam-shrouded water.

“This looks amazing.” Fleur slowly began to peel her leggings off, which she still wore after last night’s foray. Luna took them from her, levitating the four sheer leggings towards a nearby bar set in the wall. She draped them there before leading Fleur into the water. It was unlike anything she had ever felt before. The water almost seemed silky against her coat, like satin sheets or the sweet embrace of a lover. Fleur felt the soreness from last night evaporate almost immediately, replaced by the hot sensation of pure and utter relaxation. Luna settled into the water next to her, sighing contentedly.

“A worthy investment any day.” She groaned, smiling at Fleur. The heat from the bath seeped deep into Fleur's bones, relaxing her beyond measure. I could melt into this tub here and now, and I'd be a happy pony. she thought as she closed her eyes, further savoring the feeling of utter relaxation.

A sudden shift in the water caused Fleur to open her eyes, and she could only stare in awe as Luna waded towards her and nuzzled directly into her neck, kissing the wet flesh softly. That small touch sent a shudder through Fleur, her mouth opening in a breathless pant. “About last night,” Luna whispered, kissing her neck again on her way up towards Fleur’s face. “Allow me to explain why I did what I did.”

“N-no need to explain,” Fleur breathed, her cheeks flushed from something other than the hot bath. “I loved every moment of it.”

“Aah, but I still had my reasons.” Luna pulled away, leaving Fleur with a teasing nip. “You see, it’s best to start these things off at a normal pace; almost as if we were in a ‘normal’ relationship.”

“I see.” Fleur’s cheeks darkened further at the mention of a relationship with the princess. She cared for Luna, that much was certain, but she didn’t know if she loved her. They were good friends, and they both held a certain interest for BDSM, but to Fleur their interest in bedroom exploits and their friendship were almost two completely separate things. She wanted Luna to be her dom, to give her an untold number of orgasms and help her explore all the nasty little kinks she had developed in the past few months, but she didn’t want to be in a relationship with her.

Did she?

“I hope that’s not too much…” Luna seemed to catch onto her apprehension, her brow slowly drawing downwards.

“It’s… Well, we have some things to talk about, that much is certain.” Fleur glanced away, her cheeks still dark with embarrassment.

“I understand.” Luna nudged her gently, drawing her attention back to the matter at-hoof. “But please don’t be put off when I say that. I mean that, as far as sex is concerned, we’ll partake at first as if it were a normal relationship. Again, only relating to sex. Soon enough, though, we’ll begin taking steps into things you want to explore. Communication is key here, Fleur, so I’m going to need you to tell me everything you want to try.” At that, Fleur shuddered once more. She had trouble telling Luna simple phrases like ‘okay’ or ‘that feels good.’ Telling the princess about her deepest, darkest desires was another matter entirely. Still, she nodded. What Luna said made sense if nothing else. Baby steps. She smiled bravely up at Luna.

“Okay….So what’s next?”

“Next?” Luna chuckled as she pulled Fleur’s ear between her teeth. “We fuck.”

“L-Luna!” Fleur gasped, her flanks quivering in the water. “Haah, that’s- what are you…”

“Hmm, relax…” Luna moaned, her lips gingerly tugging on Fleur’s ear. “I promise you, I’ve done worse things in this tub.”

“Aah… Luna, please…” Fleur found herself stepping closer, her muzzle gently brushing the side of Luna’s neck. “Don’t stop… That feels incredible.”

“Hmm,” Luna moaned into her ear, her lips steadily growing more and more wet with saliva. Luna continued to toy with her ear, giving the inside edge a small lick whenever it was inside of her mouth. What was it about the princess’ touch that had her so aroused? Her eyes fluttered closed as Luna moved her lips away from Fleur’s ear and down to her cheek. She would precede each kiss with a short, teasing lick, and whenever her lips pulled away it was with a delightfully arousing smacking sound, not unlike whenever they kissed. There was a heat in Fleur now, and it definitely wasn’t from the water. She was thankful her haunches were underneath the surface of the silky, oil-filled bath; else she’d be dripping by now.

“What would you like me to do?” Luna moaned between two particularly hot kisses. Fleur’s head was swimming too much to give her a proper answer, so she settled for two clipped, breathy words.

“Lick me.” Luna grinned at that, her lips still pressed into Fleur’s cheek.

“Where?”

“Anywhere.” Fleur gasped. She was seriously considering turning around and exposing herself to Luna, in hopes the princess would take her then and there. She resisted - for now - but her thighs still squirmed together fretfully. “I don’t care where….Please, just lick me.”

“Hmm, I like it when you breathe like that.” Luna teased, her lips travelling a little bit lower down Fleur’s neck. She was kissing close to the water’s surface now, where Fleur sat submerged. “But you’re going to have to be more specific if you want me to do anything with my tongue… Tell me, Fleur…” Luna pulled a small portion of Fleur’s neck between her teeth, biting her gingerly. “Tell me where you want me to lick you.”

“Aahn…” Fleur let her breath out with a sigh, her flanks trembling even more now. She inhaled Luna’s addictive scent eagerly, her head feeling remarkably fuzzy. She wanted nothing more than to let Luna lick her core again. But she also wanted to make sure Luna was pleased as well. Then a thought struck her, and it came with a devious smile.Luna enjoys pleasing somepony else more than anything. For her to get the most out of this, all I have to do is enjoy myself. It was a comforting thought, and one that made Fleur’s heart hammer against her ribcage furiously

“I want you… To…” Fleur drew the words out, leaning closer to Luna’s ear with each breathy utterance. “Lick… My… Pussy.” She drew the last syllable out to a low groan, finishing with a full-bodied lick to Luna’s cheek.

A deep shudder raced through Luna's entire body, and she sagged a bit deeper into the water. Fleur's heart nearly stopped when she realized what she had just done. She had made Luna, the indomitable princess of the night, ruler of Equestria, and dominatrix extraordinaire, shudder.

“Sit on the edge.” Luna moaned, her kissing and licking over, if only for a moment. She stood to her full height, looking down at Fleur with a half-lidded, lusty look. “And spread your legs.”

“Yes, Princess.” Fleur’s blush intensified all the more as she waded through the tub towards the far edge.

“Not that one,” Luna stopped her before she could get far. “That one.” Luna lifted a hoof, dripping a waterfall of oily water as she pointed towards the edge of the tub that sat closer to the wall. There was hardly a shelf a foot wide between the edge of the tub and the tiled wall for Fleur to sit on, but she did. The water ran down her flanks in sheets, leaving her coat slick and shiny. She spread her legs wide with a small bit of hesitation, but at the smile she got from Luna, she continued until her hooves were on the edge of the tub as well. Her tail still draped down into the water, the long, luxurious strands swirling lazily. A very enthusiastic smile crossed Luna's lips as her eyes slowly took in every inch of Fleur's fully exposed body. Fleur's heart throbbed against her chest as she watched Luna's appraising eyes. Luna clearly liked what she saw; Just the thought of the Princess enjoying her body sent another wave of arousal through her already soaked core. She leaned her head back against the wall, resisting the urge to let one of her hooves slide down between her legs.

“You follow orders well,” Luna approached Fleur slowly, moving at an almost agonizing pace. “That’s good. You’re going to have to get used to following orders with me.” Fleur felt another chill pass through her body. The tile was cold in comparison to the bath, and made her shiver slightly. Her mouth hung open, letting a soft breath pass by her lips. She wanted Luna to touch her, to lick her, to make her scream. No more hooves. No more pathetic little fantasies. Fleur had a dom now. A dom who was going to show her the wildest, most erotic fantasies she could possibly dream up. She was wound up like a top right now; the slightest touch could send her over the edge.

“But,” Luna had only advanced a single step. She was still a few feet away from where Fleur needed her to be just then. “We’re going to go ahead and give you your first rule.”

“Okay.” Fleur whimpered, her thighs quivering with pent-up desire.

“Whenever we engage in a session, not unlike we are now,” Luna stepped forward once more. She was maybe two steps away. “You are to refer to me as either ‘Mistress,’ ‘Master,’ or ‘Ma’am.’ Do you understand?” Fleur had to swallow as she listened to Luna speak. In her books, the title had been implied more often than not. She also knew that calling someone by those names had perquisites - and consequences.

“I understand.” Fleur gasped, still quivering with excitement. Last night's orgasm was incredible, but the hot bath and Luna's teasing had Fleur riled up higher than she had ever before experienced, and she was dying for Luna's tongue to give her the release that she craved.

“There will be consequences,” Luna didn’t have to speak very loudly. Fleur could hear her in the tiled bathroom, even if she spoke at a low whisper. “Should you forget to address me by my proper title, I will be forced to discipline you. Do you understand?”

“Yes.” Fleur whimpered, her eyes opening to glance at Luna. The princess retreated a full step, her lips curled in a devious smile. Fleur’s heart leapt; She needed Luna to come closer, not pull away. She remembered in a flash. “Yes ma’am!” She corrected herself, perhaps blurting out the title a little too loudly. Luna smiled and stepped forwards again, and immediately, Fleur recognized that they were playing a game of sorts. If Fleur behaved, she’d get Luna to lick her. Forget the rules – or rule, as it were – and Luna would leave her.

“Your punishment,” Luna continued, slowly inching forward again. “Could range anywhere from spanking, to forced orgasm, or denial of said orgasm. Depending on how far along we are, it may also lead to isolation, or being forbidden to masturbate for a set amount of time. More severe punishments might include suspension, enemas, or even whipping.” Luna stepped forward again. Fleur could feel the tension in the water change as Luna brushed her tail. The things she spoke of made her drip with excitement, and her heart raced faster still.

“I understand, mistress.” Fleur whispered. Her first time saying the word sent another shiver through her body. It felt… Right, and very fitting. Fleur almost said it again, just to test it out, but she managed to hold back. Luna was so close now, she could almost smell her over the fragrant oil. She couldn’t risk upsetting her again.

"Very good, Fleur." came Luna's reply, her muzzle now mere inches away from Fleur. "You understand the first rule, and you've already demonstrated that you can correctly address your master, so I think I'll give you your first reward. Tell me what you want, Fleur."

“Please,” Fleur whimpered. “Please lick my pussy… Mistress?”

Luna’s hoof cupped her cheek, moving to stroke her mane.

“Good job, Fleur. You’re learning quickly.”

Praise. Fleur could have died. Instead, she cried out.

Luna’s tongue pressed immediately to her core, dragging over the damp flesh with ease. Fleur cried out as every nerve in her body exploded at once, the tiled walls of the bathroom reflecting the first of her many screams of ecstasy in every direction. Luna’s tongue dragged up and down her entire vagina several times, eliciting quite a bit of arousal. Her licks became audible after a short while, but even that noise was lost as Fleur continued to groan and cry out. Her hooves, all four of them, stayed on the small ledge between the tub and the wall, allowing Luna to fully explore her marehood.

Luna’s tongue slid between her drenched lips, stretching her walls apart. Fleur gasped out loud, the shaky breaths coming desperately into her body. Sex with Fancy Pants was a ruthless experience. His stallionhood was hard and unforgiving; It would push into her, and nothing could dissuade it. Luna’s tongue, however, was an experience in and of itself. It was thick and muscular, but it was incredibly flexible. If Fleur flexed, the tongue moved with the movements of her walls. It seemed almost elusive, so unlike what she was used to. She found herself flexing each time Luna pushed her tongue in, trying to get something solid enough to flex around. Luna would pull out before Fleur got a good grip on anything, though, only to return in an instant. Luna was tormenting Fleur, and she loved every moment of it.

“Mistress,” Fleur panted, her half-lidded gaze sliding down the length of her pale, twitching body. “That feels so good. Please don’t stop… Please…”

“Hmm,” Luna lapped at Fleur’s lips several times, the tip of her tongue adding a flick to her clitoris now and then. Each contact with her sensitive nub made Fleur jerk and gasp, her mind growing fuzzier and fuzzier as the session continued. Her body felt like it was on fire, as the once cold tiles around her absorbed and reflected her body heat right back into her. In fact, Fleur was feeling rather hot just then. Luna continued to lap and suck at her pussy, making Fleur whimper with the sense of her approaching orgasm.

“Master!” Fleur gasped, feeling a hard spike of pleasure shoot into her. “I’m going to cum!”

“Aah....” Luna pulled away, grinning up at Fleur. “Not yet.”

“But, m-master…” Fleur squirmed on the tile, her heart thundering in her own ears. “I’m so close… I want to cum…”

“Not until I say so.”

“O… Okay…” Fleur whimpered, but didn’t miss the dangerous look in Luna’s eyes. “Okay, master! Master! I’m sorry!”

“Too late, Fleur.” Luna’s sultry tone was low and seductive, making Fleur whimper again. “You forgot the rule. You must always call me one of those three names while we’re doing this. Your punishment this time is one minute. You’re not allowed to touch or please yourself in any way. Understood?”

“Y-yes, mistress.” Fleur groaned with disappointment, her head falling back against the tile. One whole minute without stimulation. She grit her teeth to endure it. She had gone days, even weeks without release before. One minute would be nothing, right? She could handle one minute. One minute was easy. One minute was nothing.

If she weren’t already teetering on the brink of bliss, that is. Fleur had legitimately been one touch, one brush of her clit, one last tender lick from reaching orgasm. Now though, one minute seemed like an eternity. She had nopony to blame but herself, of course, but in a weak bid for mercy, she whimpered thinly as she looked to Luna, her gaze smoldering with need. Luna just grinned at her, slowly lowering her haunches until she sat in the water. Fleur began to squirm as the need radiated through her abdomen. Luna was right there. Why couldn’t she give her this one release? Just one tiny orgasm, among the dozens they were destined to share. Just this once, she could be forgiven. Just. One. Orgasm.

“Thirty seconds.” Luna’s soft voice made Fleur’s eyes snap open. It had only been thirty seconds? She groaned and let her head fall back against the wall so hard it made a thump-ing noise. Luna chuckled, but didn’t move. She was a few feet away, seated in the water as she watched Fleur struggle with the desire to finish the job with her hooves. Fleur was beginning to grow desperate. She needed to cum. Just one release, and she’d be happy. She was considering begging when another thought struck her. No. Not this time. I won’t beg for this. Luna owes me this one. After all the teasing and showcasing this wonderful bath, Fleur deserved to cum just this once. Thirty seconds was nothing. She could handle thirty seconds.

She closed her eyes and began to steady her breathing. In… And out. Breathe in… Breathe out. Her time would come, and with it, the release she craved. Breathe in… Breathe out. She just had to wait. Breathe in… Breathe out.

Breathe in...

She heard the water slosh a little.

Breathe out...

Luna gave a soft moan from her throat.

Breathe in…

Her crotch was on fire in an instant, and she breathed out.

Luna had to step back as Fleur squirted into the bath, her release impacting the water, almost like some sort of fountain. Fleur’s tongue lolled out of her mouth and she jerked as each new spurt of fluid came with a mind-wracking jolt of pleasure. Luna stood off to the side, marveling at the display. Fleur was completely lost in ecstasy. If she thought last night’s orgasm was incredible, then this one was fit for the gods themselves. It was unlike anything she had ever felt before - She had been teased, brought to the very edge of release, teased some more, and then completely and utterly assaulted.

She was only vaguely aware as a gentle magical pressure lifted her from the shelf and set her in the water. She was submerged up to her face, everything else from her mane to the last strand of her tail relaxing in the hot bath. Luna held her there gently, coaxing her muscles back to some semblance of coordination.

“Oh my stars,” Fleur groaned, her head swimming from the heat and the intense aftermath. “That was… That was incredible.”

“You had me worried,” Luna chuckled, standing close to Fleur’s side. “I thought I had hurt you.”

“N-no! Not at all! Eer, Mistress.”

“We’re done, Fleur.” Luna chuckled, kissing her cheek. “You don’t have to call me that anymore. Not until next time, which, I think, won’t be for a while…” Luna sat back down, her face hovering over Fleur kindly. Fleur didn’t want to wait long until their next time. The past two days had been phenomenal for her. If it were up to her, she’d have gone for another right then and there. Instead, she could only lie in the water and soak up the heat and attention. The latter came in abundance as Luna began to gingerly scrub Fleur down with a soapy cloth.

After that came the mane-care products, and soon enough the water was filled with suds from the various soaps, shampoos, and conditioners. Fleur felt strength return to her muscles before long, but she had never been pampered like this before, so she was more than content to let Luna pay a little more attention to her. If anyone found out she and the princess were doing this…

She’d rather not think about the consequences just now. Instead, Fleur happily resigned herself to another round of shampoo and conditioner. When they were both finished, Luna drained the tub and led them both towards the wall with the fluffy towels and robes. Fleur dried herself off, relishing the soft embrace of the luxurious towels. Luna handed her a robe as well, which Fleur shrugged into thankfully. Feeling warm and fuzzy, both in her body and her head, Fleur followed Luna out of the bathroom and up from the basement. They returned to her normal bedroom, where they were greeted by both the ball gag and the vibrator, which still sat open on the bedside table. These, Luna scooped off of the table and into their respective boxes.

“Ahem,” She blushed, tucking them away in the nearest dresser. “Probably shouldn’t have left those out. I wonder what the cleaning staff would think.”

“Good thing they had the day off.” Fleur chuckled, smiling at Luna warmly.

“At least there’s that. Oh, I almost forgot your dress… And your leggings.”

“You can… Keep them here for now.” Fleur blushed. “I know you like me wearing them. Maybe I could wear them next time we… Do this?”

“Speaking of,” Luna turned to her, the princess’ expression relatively serious. “When do you want to do this again?” Fleur could tell that Luna's meaning was more serious than seductive. Clearly, their session in the bathtub had bothered Luna in some way, and she was concerned for Fleur's health. Fleur thought for a few long moments before answering.

“It’s Monday today. Does the weekend work well for you?”

Luna grinned as she stepped forwards, leaning in to whisper into Fleur’s ear.

“Pack an overnight bag.”