Spike rubbed the sleep from his eyes and opened them, then pushing his blanket aside stood up in his basket feeling unusually well-rested. Suddenly, a flash of recollection hit him of the previous night, and he wondered for a moment if it had merely been a dream.

He quickly spun around to look at Twilight’s bed and found that it had been stripped of its sheets and linen. Twilight herself was nowhere to be seen. “Nope, it really did happen.” he thought to himself. “Oh Celestia, this is going to be awkward...”

Looking at the wall clock, he realized that he had overslept big time, and it was well past noon.
He got out of his basket and exited the bedroom, heading for the bathroom, but when he got there he discovered the door to be locked. A loud groan, followed by the sound of violent vomiting from the other side of the door told him that Twilight was already in there, and that unsurprisingly, she wasn’t in as good a state as he was. He decided his business could wait, and silently left to grab himself some food instead.

About half-way through what had presumably once been a loaf of bread, he sensed a disturbance in the force and braced himself. Shortly afterwards, a belch of green fire erupted from his mouth, charring the ancient bread and causing a scroll to materialize in front of him.
Tossing the blackened remains of his meal into his mouth, he unrolled the scroll and began to read.

“Dear my most faithful student Twilight Sparkle’s number one dragon assistant Spike,

It is of the utmost importance that we speak as soon as possible.
A royal carriage has been sent to take you to Canterlot - it should be arriving any moment by the time you get this.
Please inform Twilight Sparkle where you are going, so that she does not worry unnecessarily, but do not bring her with you - for what we are about to discuss does not concern her.

- Princess Celestia of Equestria”

As he read the letter, he felt a lump of anxiety forming in his throat.
Had Princess Celestia somehow found out about what happened?
Was she going to punish him?

His train of thought was interrupted by a several hard knocks on the door, and he opened the door to reveal an elderly, but well-dressed pony wearing a monocle.

“(Mumble) You are Spike the dragon, I presume?” he spoke in a calm polite voice that suggested he had spent a lot of time around the Canterlot high society.

“Yeah.” Spike replied.

“Then follow me. Her royal highness’ carriage is waiting for you outside.” said the elderly pony, who Spike presumed had to be one of Celestia’s butlers.

Grabbing a quill and a piece of parchment from a nearby desk, Spike quickly wrote a note for Twilight, letting her know where he was going, and left it on an open book she had been studying the previous day, certain that she would find it there, before following the royal butler to the carriage outside.

---

When they finally arrived in Canterlot, it was already late afternoon. The butler pony led him into the palace, and after giving him directions to the princess’ private quarters, left Spike alone in a dimly lit hallway furnished with a dark red carpet and multiple large ornate pillars. Spike had of course been here before, and knew perfectly well where the princess’ quarters were located, but as he was making his way towards it, a dark hoof suddenly grabbed him, pulling him into the shadows behind one of the large pillars while covering his mouth to stop him from calling out in surprise.

As he turned around, he could barely make out a tall dark blue pony in the shadows. He immediately recognized her as Princess Luna.

She leaned towards him, placing her muzzle against his ear and whispered “Follow me.”.

Spike was about to reply, when she pushed her hoof into his mouth to silence him, and then indicated for him to follow her silently.

She led him through the palace, into a large bedroom. On the floor was a soft fuzzy carpet, and in the middle back of the room was a large round bed - large enough for several ponies. In the bed were several piles of soft looking cushions, and next to a small round table were two comfy-looking chairs. A dresser and several cupboards lined the walls.

Luna closed the door behind her and locked it, then turned to Spike.

“What’s this all about?” Spike asked, then added “Celestia requested that I see her urgently, so I really should see her as soon as possible.”.

A smile spread across Luna’s normally serious face, and she burst into laughter.
“It was I who sent the letter, Spike, not my sister.” she said, once her laughter subsided.

“Um... why would you do that?” Spike asked, adding “Impersonating your sister, I mean.”.

“Oh you would not believe how boring it can be to be a princess. Surely a girl must be allowed to have some fun every once in a while.” she replied, a mischievous grin on her face.
“Imagine Celestia’s face if she found out!”

Spike silently restrained himself from rolling his eyes at her. He found it rather peculiar that one of the oldest living beings in Equestria could be so immature.

“So, why did you bring me here?” he asked.

“Oh. Yes, of course. I desired the company of a male, and you are the best that I know of.”
As she said this, her face lit up with a perverted grin, and she seemed lost in thought for a moment.

Spike wasn’t really surprised, but he was relieved that it wasn’t anything more serious, and Luna was a real babe - she could use the royal wee on him any day as far as he was concerned.

“So... what do you want to do?” he asked, grinning widely at the thought of what funky things she might come up with.

Luna snapped out of her daydream, looking puzzled for a moment, then looked down at Spike and grinned again.
“We want you to PUNISH us! We have been such a naughty princess!” she said, making full use of the royal we.

Her horn glowed as she produced a riding crop from one of the drawers in her dresser and levitated it over to Spike. He grabbed the handle as the glow faded, rolling it between his fingers a few times before testing it by giving the carpet a nice hard smack.

Luna moved over to the bed, and patting the sheets said “Get up here.”.

“Whatever you say, princess!” he responed, grinning at her.
He watched as she propped herself up against the wall next to the bed with her back towards him and playfully shook her rump at him, lifting her billowing tail up to give him a full view.

“Spank us!” she shouted excitedly, turning her head around to look at him.

Having never done this before, Spike wasn’t sure how hard to hit. He lifted the riding crop and gave her flank a dull slap with it.

“Surely you can do better than that?” she wondered, raising an eyebrow.

He lifted the crop again and slapped her flank again, this time with far greater force.
A loud crack echoed through the room as the implement connected with her posterior.

“We can barely feel it! Harder!” she yelled, a tone of excitement in her voice.
“Let us show you how it’s done!”

Spike let go of the riding crop, as a glow encompassed it and tugged it out of his hands.
It lifted itself up a bit, then with incredible speed and force smacked into the royal hind quarters, sending an ear-shattering crack through the room like a shockwave, and leaving a ringing sound in Spike’s ears. Upon the impact, the riding crop dropped onto the bed, Luna’s hind legs bent down slightly and her back arced downwards reflectively, as a high-pitched shriek of mixed pain and excitement escaped her muzzle. A small patch of blood started to form at the point of impact.

“So, you like it rough, huh?” Spike said, grinning. “I’ll give you rough!”
He picked up the riding crop again and took a deep breath. Using all the strength he could muster, he slammed the stick into her rump with full force, sending another loud crack echoing through the room. Luna’s eyes widened at the impact, her body tensing up with pain and arousal.

“Yes! That is more like it!” she said. “Continue!”

Spike slammed the crop into her again, and again, and again, shrieks and moans of pain and pleasure escaping the princess with each hit. As he continued his spanking, he felt a mixture of shock and fascination well up inside him, making him excited. It was like a beast inside him that up until now had laid dormant, but had now awoken and was consuming him from the inside. He could imagine her pain - almost feel it in his mind - and he enjoyed it - it aroused him.

Envigored by the sadistic fire that now burned within him, he continued to spank the royal flanks with greater speed and force than before, eliciting excited yelps of pain from the princess as her body twitched and bent under her.

“YES! PUNISH US HARDER!” Luna screamed excitedly in the Traditional Royal Canterlot Voice.
“WE HATH BEEN SUCH A NAUGHTY PRINCESS!”

Spike could smell her arousal now, and a visible patch of wetness had formed in the fur between her legs, glistening in the light.

Luna’s body was covered in sweat, her hind legs were shaking from the pain and tears were running down her face as Spike’s relentless punishment continued.

With one great final smack, the riding crop snapped, sending the other half flying through the room and landing somewhere behind Spike, and the princess let out a loud reverberating scream as several squirts of fluid gushed out from between her spasming legs, spraying both Spike and the sheets. After standing there for a while, spasming and squirting, her legs finally gave out under her, and she collapsed on the floor, panting.

As the fire within him died out, Spike realized that he too was sweating and panting. His arm suddenly hurt from overexertion. He dropped the remaining half of the crop onto the soaked sheets, and flopped down on the bed, panting. A chill went down his spine as he was coming down from his rush of excitement, and for a moment he felt almost afraid of himself for having gained so much enjoyment from inflicting pain on somepony else. His thoughts were interrupted, however, when he heard Luna starting to move. He sat up, and watched as she got back on her hooves.

“That was excellent!” she cried out, smiling at him.
“It has been long since we last enjoyed such a good spanking!”

She threw herself onto the bed, barely missing Spike, immediately starting to sink into the soft mattress, and rolled over on her back.

“Now it is time for the real business!” she exclaimed, facing Spike and spreading her hind legs.
“You may stick it in!”

Spike grinned, and positioned himself in front of her crotch, holding his rock hard erection in one hand. He placed the tip against her slit, and began to push in when she pushed him back with one of her front hooves.

“Not there.” she said, smiling slyly at him.

“You want it in your butt?” he asked.

“No.” she replied, and parted her vaginal lips with her front hooves.
“Do you see the small hole at the top? That is where our pee comes out. We want you to stick it in there.”

Spike examined the hole in disbelief. “Uh, that’s WAY too small to fit my dick in.” he stated.

“It is now, but you must use your hands to stretch it.” she replied.

“Okay, I’ll try.” he said.
Reaching down between her flanks, he carefully poked the tiny hole with one of his claws, eliciting a soft moan from Luna. He pushed his claw a bit further in, discovering as he did so that the hole stretched around his finger. Curious, he pushed his finger in all the way to its base, and then inserted another to widen the hole further. Soon, he had his entire hand inside her, and he tried pulling at the edge of the hole with his other hand to see if it would stretch even more. He managed to get another finger inside, but it was nearing its limit.

He pulled his finger back out, grabbed his dick with his free hand and positioned it against his arm. Slowly pulling his hand out, and using his fingers to prop her hole open while at the same time pushing against it with his dick, he was eventually able to get the tip inside.

Luna had thrown her head back into a pile of cushions, closing her eyes and biting her lip, waiting for him to proceed.

The royal peehole was extremely tight and moist - much more so than any hole he had previously fucked. He pushed firmly against it, and slowly but surely, he was able to slide his dick further in, until he felt the tip submerging into a body of liquid. He had managed to get it all the way into her bladder, and his penis was enveloped by her royal urine.

As he continued to push further in, her yellow liquid bagan to seep out around his cock, dribbling onto the sheets below, and filling the air with the delightful scent of fresh warm urine, causing Luna to moan loudly as immense pleasure spread through her body.

Finally he had managed to push in all the way to the base so that his balls rested against her wet crotch. He started to pull out again, eliciting further excited moans from Luna. Slowly, he started to thrust his cock in and out of her peehole, enjoying the delightful tightness squeezing around his shaft, and the feeling of warm liquid sloshing around the head of his penis. With each thrust, Luna’s hind legs twitched with pleasure. The feeling of punding her tight wet peehole was so intense that Spike knew he wouldn’t last long. Continuing his slow and steady thrusts, he placed his left hand on her flank, and his right hand on her clitoris, and began to massage her, hoping to get her off before he came.

The intensity of her moans increased as he stimulated her erogenous zones, but he was ultimately unsuccessful. Incredible pleasure spread through his body, his legs went weak and his mind went blank, as he experienced the most powerful orgasm he had ever had, pumping load after load of his seed into her bladder, mixing it with the urine inside.

Luna was moaning and screaming with pleasure, but still hadn’t climaxed.
“RELIEVE THINE BLADDER INSIDE US!” she managed to yell out in between her moans.

Spike, who was still recovering from his orgasm, tried to push, but was still too hard to be able to relieve himself. He closed his eyes and imagined himself pounding Big Macintosh’s sweaty asshole. It worked, and his erection quickly began to go down. Quickly FUS RO DAH’ing the ghastly fantasy out of his mind, he pushed again and a feeling of great relief washed over him as he started urinating directly into Luna’s bladder. As the pressure increased inside, their fluids began to flow out, onto Spike’s balls, coating them in urine and his own sperm, and drenching the sheets below.

Luna’s euphoric screams of pleasure intensified as the pressure in her bladder increased, and just as Spike was about to run out of juice, she finally climaxed. Her entire body started to spasm violently, and her peehole clenched down on his dick so hard it almost hurt. Suddenly, her bladder clenched, pushing some of its content back into Spike’s bladder, and pushing him out when it had nowhere else to go, sending him flying backwards onto the bed as she erupted, showering him in piss and cum.

Heaving breathlessly, Spike remained lying on his back as Luna's juices showered over him, panting, and examining the ceiling as he waited for her to come down from her orgasm.

---

Later that evening, Spike was standing on the royal balcony with Luna as she prepared for the nightfall.

After recovering, they had gone to the glorious royal baths and soaked while Luna’s servants cleaned up her bedroom in order to once again make it suitable for its normal purpose, and by the time they got out, it was time for Luna to begin her preparations.

It was much too late for Spike to make the return trip to Ponyville, so it was decided that he would stay the night with Luna.

He stared up at the sky as Luna worked her magic, watching as bright stars appeared on the dark blue canvas of the night.

Luna opened her eyes and smiled at him.
“Being a princess can be trying at times, but it does have its privileges.” she said, a mischievous grin spreading across her face.
“Sometimes when I am bored, I hide crude images among the stars.” she said, unable to staunch a giggle.

She pointed a hoof up at the stars, and they both looked up at the sky again as a tiny constellation appeared. It was barely visible, and he couldn’t make out what it was before Luna hovered a pair of binoculars in front of him, and he realized that it had the shape of a very simplistic and anatomically incorrect penis.

A few giggles escaped Spike, followed by a short pause, and then they both broke into laughter.

THE END
… until next chapter, that is.