"Rise, my love, it is time to pay homage to your queen."

The words pierced through the murk and darkness, jolting Shining Armour to wakefulness near instantly. The stallion's breaths came shallow and quick, his whole body feeling exhausted, as if he had run a hundred miles in the space of an instant. Groaning, the colt raised a hoof to his head, where a splitting head-ache threatened to tear his skull in half. Yet as the limb moved, something brought it to a jarring halt, the gentle clinking of chains suddenly informing the captain that has hoof was bound. Springing from his stupor, the stallion opened his eyes fully, taking in his surroundings with a clear and tactical mind.

From what he could make out, it seemed as if he was somewhere within the changeling hive, and not as an invader. He was in the centre of a small cell, legs tucked beneath him, that was roughly ten meters by ten meters, stalagmites and stalactites jutting from the floor and ceiling, strange, perfectly circular holes bored straight through their structures. Everything seemed to be comprised of a deep, toxic green coloured material that at once seemed like rock and chitin, the smooth surfaces glinting in the dim light of the chamber. Indeed, it seemed as if even the material of the hive itself was reminiscent of insectile life. Giving his head a quick shake, Shining's mind was already calculating, formulating a plan of escape and factoring every variable that may be detriment to his goals. Firstly, he needed to find out if there were any other survivors, and once that was done, he needed to reach the surface and inform the Solar Princess that the threat lurking beneath the very roads of the capital city had been grossly underestimated. Nodding to himself in conformation, Shining Armour moved to rise, muscles tensing as he pushed himself back to his hooves.

He made it roughly an inch off the ground before a hoof planted itself on his back and pushed him back to the ground.

A weight suddenly settled itself upon the captains back, the sensation of smooth, polished chitin against his fur causing a shiver to run up the length of his spine. Grunting, Shining Armour felt a muzzle just beside his right ear, warm breath tickling at his flesh. "Ah, ah, ah, my love," came a voice, the same that had woken him earlier. "I'm afraid I can't have you leaving just yet..." Shining Armour didn't need to be told who the voice belonged to, a growl of anger rising at the back of his throat as he replied.

"Chrysalis."

A giggle came in return. "Of course, my love. Who else would it be?"

The changeling queen giggled once more, her hot breath causing the stallion's ear to twitch before she opened her maw and engulfed the very tip, her sharp teeth nibbling the tender flesh ever so gently. A shiver ran through Shining Armour at the sensation, a gentle, soothing tickling emanating from the ear that caused the faintest groan to pass his lips. Chrysalis giggled at the noise, her tongue lapping at the ear's tip for a few moments before she pulled away, though she left behind the faint echo of the tickling sensation behind. Smiling to herself, the queen raised a hoof and gently began to pet Shining Armour's mane, the stallion himself resolutely staring straight ahead, refusing to acknowledge any of the changelings movements.

"So, how has my husband been since our wedding? I've been a good wife and waited, but it's disappointing that it took my stud so long to finally return to my side."

Shining Armour felt anger rise in his stomach at the changelings audacity, gritting his teeth as he fought the urge to give a bitter reply. The debacle of his wedding was something that had troubled the stallion for the long months since its occurrence, and in more ways than the tarnish it left upon his pride. Though Cadence had long since forgiven him for his unwitting part in the changelings scheme, consoling her husband with reassurances that the love she felt for him could withstand even the insanity of Discord, Shining Armour had been finding it much harder to forgive himself. The knowledge that for months he'd shared his bed with a changeling, and treated her with love, kindness, and unwavering devotion, all whilst his true wife had been locked within the crystal-catacombs beneath the palace, cold, starving, frightened, and alone, was something that burned within his consciousness day and night without end; even his very dreams haunted by the leering visage of the Daemon he'd thought to be his wife.

If only such knowledge was his sole sin, yet Shining Armour had emerged from the encounter with a much different, and specific form of knowledge: carnal knowledge of the changeling queen.

"Do you still think about it?" Chrysalis asked with her mocking, yet gentle voice, her hoof idly playing with a lock of his mane. "I do. I have shared chambers with griffons and nobles, mares and stallions, yet I have never met another being as virile as yourself. As a changeling, it is my function in life to extract love from others, often physically, yet you proved yourself to be quite the match for my innate talents, my dear husband. So much so that I've even found myself yearning for your touch. True, you were an unwitting pawn in my scheme, yet it seemed that even under my influence there was no way to dampen you spirit. Cadence, if I do say so myself, is a very lucky mare to have a stallion such as yourself."

"You leave my wife out of this!"

"Oh, have I touched a sore spot?" Once more the changeling let out her infuriating giggle, the sound gentle and melodic, yet tainted with a heavy undercurrent of devious intent. "What's the matter Shiny? Does your new wife not meet your expectations?" The changeling queen smirked, lowering her muzzle until it was alongside that of her estranged lover. From the moment she had first laid eyes upon him, the changeling queen had always found admiration in the stallion's strong form: the sharp, well defined features of his face, the strong jaw-line of his muzzle, the excellently toned and sculpted form of his muscles. Though she had bedded hundreds throughout her life, Chrysalis wasn't lying when she had stated that Shining Armour had been one of the most fervent and passionate lover's she'd ever had the fortune of encountering. Pausing for a moment to revel in the look of anger and shame that marked her prisoner's muzzle, Chrysalis leaned in and ran her tongue across the stallion's cheek, Shining trying to pull away sharply, yet held in place by his bonds.

"I can hardly fault her for being unable to match our performances, after all, there are very few creatures in the world capable of matching the sensual talents of a changeling." Smirking at the look of anger that flashed across Shining's muzzle, Chrysalis slowly lifted her hoof from his mane, reaching up to gently place its rim against the very tip of Shining Armour's horn. "As a changeling, my sole sustenance in this life is the love of others, that delicious, honey-dew emotion you ponies give so willingly. Of course, there are many ways to elicit such a thing from you creatures, and to ensure I am always fed my whole body has evolved many little tricks and skills should I ever need to draw out such love physically. Going against such an arsenal, how can even the Princess of Love hope to match the talent of a changeling queen?"

When Shining Armour had felt Chrysalis lay her hoof upon the tip of his horn, he had felt himself freeze with dread, both knowing and terrified of what was to come. Pausing long enough to let her prisoner know what was coming, Chrysalis began to slowly drag her hoof down the ivory length beneath it, grinning as a low moan of arousal and shame slipped past Shining Armour's lips. She'd originally noted the unicorn's love for such horn play during their first night together, and it was something that she had employed in every subsequent encounter. Though not exactly a rarity amongst unicorns, the sensitivity of Shining's horn seemed greater than that of others she'd performed such a similar action to, and it was a weakness she knew how to exploit to the fullest. "Mmm, do you like that, my love? Do you like it when your wife plays with your horn?"

Gasping for breath, Shining felt a wave of shame rise in his soul as his cheeks began to flush a vibrant rose-red, unable to resist the stimulation Chrysalis' actions brought to his body. "Y-you're not my wife...!" he managed weakly before another moan escaped him, Chrysalis continuing to grin.

"You were mine once, my love. But I can please you in ways your wife couldn't even imagine. My body is irresistible, my love, the product of generations of adaptation to create the ultimate form of sensual delight." Moving up to Shining's horn, Chrysalis lowered her hoof before replacing it with her mouth, suckling upon the ivory protrusion whilst her tongue skilfully slathered up and down its length. The effect was near-instant, Shining Armour letting out a deep, husky moan as his body tensed, electrical shivers of delight racing up and down his spine whilst diffusing into each limb. Grinning, Chrysalis began to bob her head slowly up and down the horn, drawing it deeper into her moist maw before slowly retreating, much to her unwilling partners dismay.

"I can mould your body like clay in my hooves, Shining. I can deliver you to ecstasy over and over with but a single hoof; there is no limit to the ways I can gratify your every desire," the changeling queen stated as she pulled away, the stallion beneath her shivering slightly as the cool air of the cell met the stimulated length of his horn. Already, Chrysalis knew, his body was responding, his cock growing hard beneath him as it reacted to the stimulation she provided, even as her own began to prepare for the feast that was to come. The changeling cooed as protective plates between her hind legs began to partially retract, the hive-queen moaning as she began to slowly grind her now-exposed need against the hard ridge of her captive's spine, each little bump pressing against her sex with a delightful burst of sensation.

Shining Armour was panting beneath her, his cheeks flushed with shame and arousal. This was wrong, he knew, this was beyond wrong. From the moment he'd been reunited with his true wife, Shining had promised to never commit an infidelity ever again, to never give to another mare the affection and attention that was promised to his one true love. Yet here he was, trapped beneath the warm body of the very creature who had played with his heart and mind for sport, and worse yet, his body drew arousal from the administrations of his captor. His horn almost seemed to throb from the stimulation Chrysalis had given him, screaming out for more even as his mind protested against the very principle of such an action. He opened his mouth to protest against this, to say something that demonstrated his defiance, but as he did so, Chrysalis took his horn into her mouth once again, and all that passed the stallion's lips was a hoarse moan of desire. Bobbing her head rapidly in quick succession, Chrysalis tormented the male beneath her for a few moments longer, savouring each and every little squeak that her captive gave.

Yet, as much as she enjoyed tormenting the stallion, she knew that there were more pressing concerns to see to, mainly the gratification of her own needs.

Raising her body off of Shining Armour, Chrysalis gazed down upon the captive stallion, taking in every inch of his form; from his flushed cheeks and dual-toned mane, to the faint stain her arousal had left across the length of his back, right down to his muscular hind legs, muscles twitching as they responded to the growing need between them. Seizing Shining Armour in her telekinetic grip, Chrysalis rolled him onto his back, the cell filling with the faint clinking of his binding chains. From this angle, his muscled form served only to drive her arousal yet further, her eyes greedily drinking in the chiselled definition of his barrel and chain-bound fore-legs, before drifting downwards to what she truly hungered for, Shining's throbbing and impressive cock.

On the other side, Shining Armour gazed up at his captor through a haze of confusion and desire, the two emotions warring with each other as they fought for dominance. Chrysalis towered over him from this angle, her long, spindly legs rising from the ground up to her lithe body, itself armoured in dark green-black chitin plating. There was something almost magnetic about her face, every feature formed with perfect symmetry. Her large, emerald eyes, half-lidded, looked down upon him with an intensity that was both unnerving and highly arousing, her long, serpentine tongue slowly licking her lips as she inspected his cock, admiring every hard, throbbing inch of his length. Her mane was a collection of long, cascading locks of deep blue, swaying with each movement the queen made, whilst around her abdomen was a natural corset of neon green chitin plates, a pair of insectile, iridescent wings rising from her back, a faint buzzing emanating from them with each faint movement. Jutting from the centre of her forehead was a twisted excuse for a horn, little more than a jagged shard of onyx bone; more like an implement of torture than a focus for aethereal abilities.

Though he should have found such a creature disgusting, Shining Armour couldn't help but feel his arousal increase as he looked up at the form of the changeling queen, his cock twitching with need.

Somewhere inside of him, a voice was screaming out in resistance, demanding that he end this travesty and stand up. What was happening here violated every vow and moral that he'd been taught to hold sacred since he'd been young enough to even understand the concepts of right and wrong. Grinning a devilish smile, Chrysalis leaned into him, moving closer and closer until her muzzle was but an inch away from his; her vibrant eyes captivatingly intense. Shining felt the voice wail in despair, its pleas for action diminishing, though still they refused to die. For several eternal seconds, the pair seemed frozen together: Shining Armour transfixed by the emerald gaze of his captor, aroused and fearful, whilst Chrysalis simply savoured the erotic rush the manipulation of another being gave her. Shining's mind willed him to do something, anything that would demonstrate his resistance and defiance. But even as his thoughts struggled to organise themselves, Chrysalis closed the gap and kissed him.

Shining Armour felt his resistance melt before her.

The kiss was simple at first; nothing more than a chaste peck similar to the small kisses he gave Cadence whenever he got the chance. The changeling's lips tasted sweet, a mixture of honey and summer air, intoxicating and comforting in equal measure. Images flashed through the stallion's mind, visions of all the moments he'd shared such intimacy with the imposter that brought shame to his soul. For several seconds longer Chrysalis held him upon her lips, before she gradually began to deeper the kiss, her mouth gently parting with his, whilst her long, serpentine tongue slinked into his mouth and wrapped around his own. At once the sweetness of the embrace intensified, Shining Armour reacting as something in his mind ordered him to seek out more of the sweetness, to take in the changelings essence. With slow hesitant movements, his tongue began to push back against Chrysalis', a faint vibration racing down the changeling's tongue as she giggled at the stallion's attempts to match her.

As the kiss continued to deepen, the two beings fighting against each other with sensual instinct, Shining felt something within his soul beginning to slip away. Already he could feel that faint voice of resistance drowning beneath the delicious tide of Chrysalis' tongue, even his own will unable to resist the talents of the changeling queen. He became acutely aware of a thick musk permuting the cell; its scent rich and intoxicating him further with each breath he took. Chrysalis smiled as she felt her captive's passion begin to rise, the stallion's instinct within his soul reacting to the presence of a mare who was ready and willing. Little could poor Shiny know that his fate had been sealed the moment her lips had been placed against his. Many were the tricks and traps of the changelings, every aspect of their being designed to attract the attentions of those they could feed off.

Even now hormones and chemicals were seeping into the stallion's system, causing, with each lap of his tongue and snorting breath taken, Shining Armour to slip deeper into the vices of lust and desire. Even for a soldier as strong-willed as he, there was no way to resist the changeling's advances, or fight against the urges of his own instincts. Pulling away, Chrysalis allowed her grin to widen as she looked down upon the face of her captive stallion, their lips connected by a gossamer thin link of saliva. Shining Armour gazed up at her with an expression both of adoration and confusion; his eyes glowing a luminous, pale green, barely the faintest hint of resistance behind them. Chrysalis allowed herself a faint giggle, placing a perforated hoof against his cheek and gently stroking his soft fur.

"I have waited months for this," Chrysalis whispered in a breathy voice, her hoof tracing down the stallion's barrel at glacial speed. Though Shining Armour was under the effects of her own potent aphrodisiac, behind the miasma of lust Chrysalis knew that some part of the captain continued to rail against what was unfolding, watching with mute horror as he was powerless to stop the queen, his queen, from taking what she wanted, and she intended to toy with the small fraction of consciousness to her heart's content. "I am a changeling, I have bedded hundreds in my life, Shiny. Some have been excellent bed-fellows, others no more than colts fated to premature release. But you, my love, you are something much, much different. These past few months I have experienced sensations I have never encountered before, I have found myself... yearning for your touch..."

Chrysalis' hoof met the tip of Shining Armour's cock, the stallion's fleshing twitching sharply at the sensation as Chrysalis gripped it in her hoof and began to slowly stroke its length, her grip feather-light, teasing at the desire of the colt beneath her. Already her pheromones were stimulating the stallion's body, Chrysalis bringing her other hoof to Shining's twin orbs, where she knew the production of his precious seed was already increasing at an exponential rate. As the changeling hive-queen began to gently fondle with his orbs, Shining Armour let a faint, husky groan emanate from his throat, his hips weakly attempting to thrust upwards into the changeling's hooves. "I have felt desire before, my love, but never what you instilled within me. I find it harder and harder to continue without your affections, my body driven to seek out satisfaction that only you can provide. Many are the drones I have sacrificed to bring you here, but looking at you now, I would gladly sacrifice a hundred fold more for this very moment."

Raising the hoof that was stroking the stallion's cock right up to the very tip, Chrysalis rested the tip of Shining Armour's cock within one of the many perforations of her foreleg, the inner rim of the hole slick and sticky with fluids that continuously seeped from within her chitin-armoured body. Turning her attention to her captive's muzzle, Chrysalis watched with rapt focus as she slowly sunk her hoof down the length of Shining Armour's cock, the impressive length twitching rapidly within the warm, moist confines of the ring, whilst the hive-queen took in every beautiful micro-expression that flickered across his face. Reaching the very base of his length, Chrysalis marvelled at the look of pained ecstasy that marked the captain's muzzle, his throbbing cock begging already for release, yet the stimulation provided too little for him to reach his threshold. Giggling to herself, Chrysalis began to slowly pump her hoof up and down Shining's length, fucking the stallion with her fore-leg's perforation.

Shining Armour let out a mute whine at the sensation of his cock being trapped within the tight, hot, and moist confines of the leg-hole, Chrysalis replying by slowly increasing the speed of her strokes. The sensation was unlike anything he'd felt before, disturbingly unique in the way the inner muscles of the ring seemed to constrict and squeeze at his cock, all to similar to a mare's sex, and yet lacking all similarities simultaneously. The speed of the strokes began to gradually increase, Chrysalis slowly working at the stallion's excitement, driving his lust further, yet not quite providing enough stimulation to provide him with release. The cock trapped within her perforation twitched rapidly, Shining Armour grunting as his hips began to weakly thrust into her hoof. Simultaneously, the hive-queen's other hoof continued to fondle his orbs, the objects themselves having become plump and heavy with their building load of seed.

Looking back to Shining Armour's muzzle, Chrysalis felt a fresh surge of excitement soak her sex as she saw the rising flush that stained the captains cheeks, the stallion gazing up at the darkness of the ceiling with pained, pleasured, passive eyes; the luminous green tint deepening as he sunk further into her embrace. Moving the hoof fondling the stallion's orbs to his thigh, gently rubbing up and down the firm, muscular limb, Chrysalis leaned into the stallion's shaft and took a long, deep draught of his musk, moaning faintly as the scent of that which she had longed tickled at her senses. "Shiny," she whispered, the stallion's ears twitching as he heard her voice, "Look at me."

Instantly, Shining Armour felt a compulsion settle over his body, the stallion slowly raising his head until his gaze met that of the hive-queen slowly working his cock. Chrysalis nearly lost control of herself when she saw the tell-tale signs on the captain's muzzle, signs that he was breaking beneath her ministrations. "Do you like it when your wife plays with your cock, my love? Do you like it when I service your needs?"

A faint whimper slipped past the stallion's lips, Shining Armour hesitating for the briefest of moments before his head nodded a fraction of an inch. "Yes..."

"Tell me you like it."

"I... I like it when you play with my... with my cock."

"Again!"

"I like it when you play with my cock!"

"Good boy..."

Leaning in, Chrysalis brought her muzzle over the very tip of Shining Armour's throbbing cock, her hoof lowering itself to the very base of his shaft before constricting ever so slightly. Shining groaned with both pain and pleasure as he felt the hive-queen's hot, sweet breath tickle at the tip of his shaft, his cock twitching as it begged for mercy, to be allowed to release.

"I think someone deserves a reward."

Without hesitation, Chrysalis opened her maw wide and engulfed the stallion's cock, savouring each and every inch of flesh as she slowly sunk the stallion into her throat, right until her muzzle brushed against her hips. A long, dull groan leaked from the captain's throat, briefly attempting to buck his hips into the moist warmth of the changeling's throat before the changeling's hoof gripped more tightly around the base of his cock; an implicit threat that unless he remained still, there would be consequences. For several long, blissful seconds, Chrysalis held him there in her mouth, the muscles of her throat rhythmically contracting down the stallion's length his sensitive tip twitching in delight at the sensation. Pulling herself back up at glacial speed, Chrysalis began to slowly bob her head along the length of Shining Armour's shaft, revelling in the sensation of each inch as it past her gullet and down her throat.

Shining Armour groaned once more, unsure how long he would be able to last beneath such ministrations. A red-blooded stallion, Shining Armour was hardly a virgin in any sense of the word, and more than capable of holding his own in a game of sexual stamina. More than a few times Cadence had confessed her feelings of inferiority in comparison to his own skill, and it was hardly a rare occurrence for the stallion to have to finish himself off after a bout of passionate love-making with his wife, the mare herself too exhausted and sexual gratified to even move. But whilst in his own chambers he was lord and master of the marriage-bed, here he was simply a servant of the hive-queen, of the true regent of sensual pleasures. For some reason he couldn't identify, the idea of failing before the eyes of his queen, of reaching a premature release before the changeling had fully gratified herself, filled him with an odd sense of fear and shame.

As if she could sense this, Chrysalis giggled, the sound translating into an incredible vibration down the length of her throat. As if such a sensation wasn't enough to threaten Shining Armour with a premature release, the hive-queen's long, serpentine tongue began to wrap around what was available in her maw, slowly stroking the stallion's cock even as her throat continued to rhythmically contract around the tip. Shining arched his back, a harsh grunt ripping from his throat as the pleasure became too much, his cock twitching and throbbing with such virility that it became painful. His breaths began to become more shallow as he felt himself rush towards his climax, the bliss stained by the knowledge that he would fail before his partner. For several long seconds he could do nought but groan loudly as Chrysalis brought him closer and closer, stimulating the stallion until she had brought him to the very brink, Shining gasping for breath and his eyes jammed shut as he reached his peak.

Chrysalis abruptly pulled herself from his cock.

A sharp, pleading cry tore itself from Shining Armour's muzzle as the blissful peak of his climax was suddenly denied, the perforation of Chrysalis' hoof constricting until it painfully tight, preventing him from releasing his essence prematurely. The hive-queen allowed herself a laugh of cruelty as she watch Shining Armour's muzzle contort in an expression of absolute agony, denied his climax and unwillingly forced to withhold his release. The stallion's limbs tensed in anguish for felt like an eternity whilst his cock twitched, unable to cross its threshold without any further stimulation. Opening his eyes, Shining Armour gazed up with pleading eyes at the cruel hive-queen before him, wordlessly begging for her to end his agony. Leaning in, a devilish smile still fixed upon her muzzle, Chrysalis allowed her tongue to gently lap against the tip of the pleading stallion's cock; enough to send his sensitive nerves into spasms, but not enough to bring him to a climax.

"Ah, ah, ah," she admonished in a condescending tone, her tongue spiralling around the throbbing length, much to Shining Armour's delight and anguish. "You may not have your release yet, my love. I have still to achieve my own bliss."

Pulling her hoof up the length of Shining's shaft, Chrysalis removed the stallion's cock from her perforation with a faint pop, the captain groaning as his cock somehow managed to harden even further, the turgid length twitching as the cool air of the cell caressed his shaft. Pulling herself to her hooves, Chrysalis planted both her fore-legs on either side of Shining Armour's head, her eyes locking with his as a fiendish, cruel smile marked her muzzle. The hive-queen leaned in, capturing the stallion in a brief, passionate kiss of lust and desire, forcing more of her hormones into his system, before pulling away, Shining attempting to follow after her before a firm push of her hoof returned his back to the cold floor. Lowering her hind-legs, Chrysalis let out a faint whine as the protective chitin plates that guarded her sex fully retracted, exposing her hot, dripping sex to the cool air of the cell, before she began to grind against Shining Armour's throbbing cock, the hot, firm length of flesh spreading the plump lips of her sex.

"Tell me you want me..." the hive-queen whispered as she slowly stroked the stallion's cock with her dripping need, her sex winking against his shaft. Shining Armour could do little but groan in response. "Tell me how much you want me. Beg for me to ride you..."

"Chrysalis..." Shining Armour began.

"My queen," The changeling corrected, a particularly long groan leaving her muzzle as she brought herself right up to the tip of Shining Armour's cock; her sex winking against the flared head as she pushed it within her ever-so-slightly.

"My queen... please... I'm begging you..." Shining Armour managed, his eyes threatening to tear up at the sensation of his cock being on the very verge of penetrating the female atop him. "Please... end my agony, I-I... I need it." Grinning, Chrysalis savoured the sweet taste of victory before slowly leaning back on the stallion's cock.

"If that is what my husband desires..."

In an instant, Shining Armour's cock spread the plump lips of the changeling's sex wide apart, the hive-queen letting out a loud, feminine cry as she took the stallion straight to her core, her sex coiling around it with expert skill, Chrysalis in direct control of each and every muscle. Taking panting, shallow breaths, Chrysalis took a few moments to savour the sensation of Shining Armour spreading her apart right to her very core; finally sating the yearning desire she'd felt towards the stallion for months. Though he'd mounted her, and she'd ridden him, many times during their brief time together prior to the invasion, there was something that seemed infinitely more desirable and pleasurable in performing such an action in her natural form, forgoing all disguises and ruses to indulge in simply pure, unadulterated lust. Already she could feel a trickle of love begin to slowly seep into her body through the stallion's shaft, the perfect addition to what was about to unfold.

Loosening her grip on Shining Armour's cock just enough to move, Chrysalis began to slowly pull herself up the hard, throbbing length buried deep within her; rising until the flared tip of the shaft threatened to leave her sex, before bringing her toned, smooth rump down on the stallion's cock with as much force as she could muster. Both partners let out gasps of lust as Shining was re-hilted within the body of his queen, her sex coiling around him once more as it milked his shaft, attempting to draw out his precious seed. Within the stallion's mind, all attempts at resistance had finally died, the captain finally surrendering before the devious sensuality of the hive-queen. Concerns such as marriage and infidelity seemed too distant for him to care about anymore, thoughts that were too abstract and removed from the immediate reality of Chrysalis's velvet flesh to warrant any of his attention.

The pace of the rutting began to gradually increase, Chrysalis letting out a sharp squeal of delight every time she took Shining Armour within her most sacred place, permitting him to pierce into the very depths of her core and surrender with each forceful drop a little more the sweet, honey-dew loved she craved of him. There was something infinitely unique about the stallion's love that titillated her senses to no end. She had dined on the affections of almost every creature on the face of Equestria, and yet somehow this lone stallion had managed to reach the fore-front of her desires, driving her, a hive-queen, to actively seek him out, and now that she had him trapped between her toned thighs, Chrysalis had no intention of releasing him until she had extracted every last drop of love and seed from the stallion.

Shining Armour let out a sharp grunt each time he hilted within the changeling queen, his mind lost in a delirium of lust as the changeling's dripping sex clutched fiercely at him; beads of her feminine desire running down his throbbing length and staining his thighs. The luminous tint of his eyes had reached full intensity, the stallion's mind swamped with hormones to the point he could register little other than the sharp lances of pleasure, and also pain, that raced up his spine with each drop Chrysalis made onto his begging length. A low, droning buzz filled the air as the hive-queen's insectile wings began to flutter with each hard thrust, still more squeals and yelps of desire leaping from her throat as the changeling rode her husband.

"Shining!" she called out after a particularly harsh thrust, her body dropping onto the stallion's shaft at such an angle that it grinded against the small bundle of nerves just within her sex, causing an intense, involuntary contraction around his cock. "Call me your queen!"

"You are... my... queen," Shining managed between shallow gasps for air, his mind clouded to the point that it was difficult for him to formulate a reply that wasn't yet another guttural groan. "You are... my... true queen..."

"Do you serve me?"

"Yes... with all my heart..."

"Tell me I'm pretty!"

"My queen, you are... radiant... beautiful... I can't... I can't begin..." Another deep, masculine groan slipped from Shining's muzzle, the stallion acutely aware that he was reaching the end of his tether.

"Call me your wife! Tell me you love me!"

As the words slipped from her muzzle, Chrysalis realised she had never intended to utter such words in the first place; they had simply slipped out of their accord. Rising once more, the changeling brought herself down hard, the muscles of her sex coiling around the stallions shaft with such force that for several long seconds she was unable to rise again, forcing her to remain with the stallion's cock fully hilted within her inner-most core. Briefly she wondered what could have possibly driven her to make such a demand, yet as she looked down upon Shining Armour as fresh surge of pure, unadulterated love flooded into her, the stallion gazing up at her with genuine adoration.

"I love you... my queen... my wife... my gorgeous... gorgeous wife..."

It was too much.

Raising herself one last time, Chrysalis dropped herself down on Shining Armour's cock one final time with as much force as she could muster, gasping with intense pleasure as she felt the stallion's flared head pump into the entrance to her oviduct. The muscles of her sex clutched tightly at the thick length of stallion cock within her, Chrysalis letting out a sharp, feminine cry as she reached her climax, her velvet flesh coiling around Shining Armour's cock and milking it with such force that she completely overwhelmed the stallion beneath her, finally granting Shining Armour his long-awaited climax. The stallion let out a sharp groan of his own as he began to climax deep within the burning warmth of Chrysalis' sex, ribbon after ribbon of his seed shooting from his cock further into the hive-queen's depths, pumping her full with pulse after pulse of hot, sticky seed.

For an instant the two lovers were held in nirvana, every nerve and fibre of their joined beings alive with electric ecstasy, before, after too brief an eternity, their climaxes reached their conclusions, and Chrysalis, filled to her very limits with the love and seed she craved, slowly removed herself from Shining Armour's throbbing length; the protective chitinous plates around her sex returning to their natural positions in order to ensure not a single droplet of the stallion's liquid love was permitted to leave her being. For several moments, Shining Armour could do nought but stare blankly up at the ceiling, panting for breath as his mouth hung partially open and the intense green luminosity of his eyes continued to burn on, before, heeding the bidding of his queen, he gradually rose to his hooves, his stance unsteady on his shaking limbs as he waited attentively for his queen's next order.

Chrysalis stood before her husband, moaning faintly as she felt the intense heat of his seed begin to diffuse into her body, the inner-workings of her being already at work extracting the love from his essence. Placing a hoof upon her chitinous belly, the hive-queen paused to savour the sensation of her lovers seed deep within her most sacred depths, closing her eyes in bliss before she leaned in and pulled Shining Armour into a deep, passionate kiss; not a frantic one driven by lust and desire as before, but a kiss of softness and love. Within her, she felt more of the strange yearnings begin to rise, even though they had been sated not moments before, and as they pulled apart Chrysalis realised she was experiencing emotions no changeling had ever faced before. Placing a hoof upon Shining Armour's cheek, Chrysalis discarded her worries, too satisfied and too exhausted to care for such issues at the moment.

"You have done well, my love," she managed in a low, breathy voice, her serpentine tongue snaking out to lap affectionately at Shining's cheek. "Should I ever require you again... I shall find you..."

Author's Notes:

First Nightmare Moon, now this?