Ah, the joys and wonders of bribery lobbying. About 3 months after that whole debacle with the media and me getting stabbed, the Mayor was forced to enact his policies much, much sooner than expected- and in fact, has caused temperance movements all over the country to bolster their efforts. It was fine by me- the more alcohol is banned, the bigger my potential customer base.

But that also comes with some risks and difficulties- for example, it’s hard to run an industrial still in any sort of clandestine manner. So rather than a few large distilleries, I had several medium-sized distilleries scattered about the city and its outskirts. I even had a few smuggling operations going on to bring in large quantities of liquor from neighboring counties.

And the speakeasy’s themselves? Fuckin’ boomin’. In fact, we’re bringing in so much money that it would soon become suspicious- so tomorrow morning, I’ll be doing something I hadn’t done in a long, long time.

I was gonna cross the ocean to Fellrock, to the kingdom of Minos. It was the home of the minotaurs- just south of Catlus on the west coast, situated within the great Southern Jungles. It was relatively close to the equator- just a bit further south, you’ll come across the deadlands. And beyond that?

Well, I dunno. It hasn’t really been explored yet. Maybe someday I’ll fund an expedition down that way- after all, there may just be more answers about this louse. While I’ve since accepted the situation- I still want to know what the fuck and why the fuck, you know?

But anyways, back to the minotaurs- it’s the equivalent of having a Swiss bank account. They have quite the reputation as excellent, and strict, bankers- not even the Equestrian Crown has access to their records. Part of the reason is that they’re so well defended- despite being half-cow, they are far from herd animals. The jungles themselves are quite dangerous and well defended- home to flesh-grazing deer, sentient moss which sneaks up on you and blows up, and, among other things, the dreaded Cocaine Bears.

Going on yet another tangent- sentience DOES NOT equal intelligence! Sentient simply implies that a creature is able to move on its own and think independently. Cats and dogs are sentient- trees are not. When you’re describing something capable of higher reasoning and thinking, you call it sapient- ie, homo sapiens. I don’t know why that bothers me so much.

FURTHERMORE- you may be wondering why I’m addressing you, the reader, in my personal diary- well, it’s simple. If I died suddenly, I want this journal chronicling my life to be read by whoever may want to, for posterity. I’ll either be lauded as the world's savior or I’ll be reviled as this world's Hitler.

I think I might have ADHD, to be honest.

Back to the present- I was just chilling in our penthouse. It was early in the morning in the middle of spring and Dee had already left, so I was just smoking on our balcony with my silk bathrobe on. I lifted my coffee to my beak to take a sip… then I heard the doorbell ringing. I groaned in annoyance, leaving my cigarette on the ashtray whilst grumbling about just who the fuck could possibly be here so early.

I opened the door.

“Twilight?” I said, genuinely surprised to see her here. I gave her a faint smile. “What ya doin’ here?” One of the two guards flanking her waved his spear in a “threatening” manner.

“You will address your Princess with respect, knave.” I snorted, and Twilight put a wing in the air.

“Ease off. Please, wait outside- I’d like to speak to her in private.” Oh, here we go. They nodded respectfully and backed off, and Twilight shut the door behind her.

“Well, don’t be a stranger.” I said with a smug smirk- “Come in, make yourself comfortable.” Her expression remained stern. I hopped on the couch, leaning against the arm.

“We have some serious business to discuss, Leona.” I just snorted.

“Then don’t make yourself comfy. More couch space for me!” She rolled her eyes at me and took a seat on the recliner. “So- how’s that whole ‘sole ruler of the biggest empire on the planet’ thing working out?” I asked her sarcastically.

She sighed- then rolled her eyes with a faint smile. “It’s a cakewalk- All I have to do is keep legions of stuffy nobles entertained and keep the populace happy, all the while making sure the nation doesn’t fall to pieces. Oh- and raising the massive, heavy celestial bodies. Piece of cake, really.” I snorted out a bit of laughter-

“Yeah, Celestia’s body is heavy. I can see your frustration.” Twilight rolled her eyes at me with a grin and said,

“You’re such an ass, Leona. Glad that’s never changed.” I just shrugged.

“Eh, what can I say? But let’s get to the point- this obviously wasn’t intended to be an old acquaintance get-together. So, what do you need?” She bit her lip then glanced off to the side nervously- then sighed.

“Alright, Leona. Allow me to be frank- you’re up to something. I don’t know what, but I know it can’t be good.” I smirked.

“What makes you say that?”

“Because I’ve known you almost your whole life, Leona. You don’t just do things for no reason. Why did you invent a process for making ammonia out of the blue? Why were you so insistent on supporting the temperance movement? Why are there rumors of you meeting up with certain shady individuals every month?” She took in a deep breath, “And why are there rumors of you terrorizing local business owners? Nothing adds up!”

“And just what the fuck are you accusing me of?” I crossed my arms and scowled at her.

“Leona- remember that still near Ponyville that blew up?” I felt my heart skip a beat. “I know that was yours! Heck, almost everypony knew that still was your doing!”

“You have no proof.”

“See! It’s not, no I didn’t, it’s you can’t prove it.” Well, shit- she has me there. “Leona, you have to understand- people care about you. And no matter what you do, this house of cards you’ve built is gonna fall over, and I won’t be able to do a thing to stop it.” I merely grit my beak at her.

“Twilight, you don’t know the first fucking thing about me or my plans.”

“You’re right- I don’t know a single thing about what you’re planning. What I do know is that you’re such a kind and caring griffon- I don’t want to see you losing everything because you’re in over your head!” I blinked at her- then chuckled.

“Kind? Twilight, I’m kind to everyone. That’s just how I am.” Usually. I scowled at her, “But if you’re unkind to me? Then kindness is not what you’ll remember me for.”

After a few moments of consideration, Twilight looked at me and sighed. “Alright, Leona. You’re dead set on this path, wherever it may lead.” She got up and began to make her leave. “But don’t think the Crown won’t be keeping a close eye on your endeavors.” I just snorted at her. Just as she was about to leave, I said-

“Just know, Twilight- I fully intend on becoming your equal on the world's stage. You mark my words." She stopped and looked at me.

“Just be safe. Your Mamma’s worried about you.” I just realized- my claws were digging quite deep into the arm of the couch. After she left, I decided it best to go out on my balcony and smoke heavily.

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I calmed down considerably after half a pack of cigarettes. I was still upset at her- especially how she flippantly brought Mamma into the conversation- but fuck it. As I said- she had no proof of any wrongdoing.

Since this was Dee and I’s last day together before my trip, I decided to make it special. I made us a delicious vegetable stew for dinner and was excitedly awaiting her arrival. The door opened- and I greeted her with a kiss. We were eating our dinner and making smalltalk about how our days went.

“But that’s about how my day went.” She said, eating her dinner with a smile. “How’d it go for you?” She asked, and I just shrugged.

“Oh, you know. Spent most of the day reading and thinking about you. The usual, really.” I said with a smirk, and she giggled. I then paused for a moment. “Twilight stopped by today.” She stopped, her spoon halfway to her mouth. She set it back into the bowl.

“What did she want?”

“It’s…” I glanced around nervously. “She’s suspicious of us. She wanted to know what we were up to.” Dee put a hoof to her mouth in quiet contemplation.

“What did she know?”

“She knew about our still in Ponyville. I don’t believe she has any concrete evidence as to our current doings, though. Still- it’s unsettling.” She nodded slowly.

“Just… just be careful, alright?” I said to her, grabbing her hoof. “Same as always, really.” She just looked at me and chuckled.

“Oh, please. That bookworm’ll never have a clue what we’re doing. We’ve been covering our tracks this entire time. We have half the city in our pocket. And if necessary- we have enough money to make most of Canterlot turn a blind eye. We’ll be fine, baby.” I thought about it for a second, then giggled.

“Ah, you’re right. We are obscenely rich, aren’t we?” She blinked at me in confusion.

“... What does my great grandfather have to do with us?” … right- her family name is Rich.

“Don’t worry about it.” I gave her a kiss on the cheek and we finished our dinner. I told her to get a quick shower- I had a surprise, and I wanted to get ready for her.

I lit a bunch of candles in our bedroom and began to put on a new outfit I recently bought- Black panties with gold hemwork, a garter belt holding up mesh thigh-highs, and an open-front ‘bra’ which served to exaggerate the size of my chest fluff. I had a choker around my neck, with a specially made tourniquet which could be quickly tightened and loosened.

Nearby on our dresser was an assortment of tools- including but not limited to: Whips. Chains. Ballgags. Matches. Ropes. Blindfolds. Vibrators. Strap-ons. Riding crops. Beartraps. Cigars. A cloth and a jug of water. A noose. Iron clamps. A medieval flail. And among other things- an unloaded pistol. Even though I knew it was unloaded- the feeling of two barrels being pressed to the back of your head while your mistress calls you a pathetic worm while threatening to blow your brains out and fuck the hole all the while pounding your… anyways…

It’s quite thrilling. She’s a kinky bitch, and I fucking l o v e it.

I was laying on the bed waiting when she walked in, her eyes widening when she saw me. Her mane was still wet from the shower- God, why does wet mane look so fucking sexy?

“What d’ya think, baby? Tonight, I’m your genie- rub me the right way and I’ll fulfill your every wish.” I said, rolling onto my back and presenting my belly to her. My rear paws curled in anticipation as her expression of surprise morphed into a sheer, sadistic rictus grin.

“I wish…” She said, rubbing my belly vigorously. I gasped- after all, that’s where my tits were. All six of them. “To be your Empress.” She said, and I moaned out-

“Y-your wish is my command, Empress Tiara.” Fear and arousal blended together to create a wonderful cacophony of feelings in my brain.

It was some intense roleplaying going on. We were playing an intense game of Oubliettes and Ogres- so intense that someone called the guards on us.

They were living three floors down.

It was a special night indeed.

Ok, enough of that. We didn’t just make love. We fucked. It was a special thing for us, really. After a night of passion, I’d be left feeling bruised and battered, used and abused- yet wholly satisfied. But after we were finished- she made me feel like the most special gal in the world. She’d hold me close, bandage my wounds if necessary and make sure I was feeling alright. She’d tell me how brave and strong I was, and how happy I made her.

Despite the sheer, sadistic violence- it felt wholesome, in a way. When we snuggled together and she wrapped her hooves around me, it made me feel like instead of me protecting her wellbeing, she was protecting mine. We were inseparable and I loved her with all my heart. It was a precious thing, indeed.

Like I said earlier- for the sake of posterity, let it be known that despite her sadistic tendencies- Diamond Tiara is still a loving, caring mare to those she’s close with. Although- this one might be a bit too TMI for the history books. Whatever.

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The next day, I was feeling quite sore- but I’d be fine. I had my usual outfit on, including my pistols and cutlass. I’d packed plenty of spare outfits and books to read on the journey. Since I was rich- I wouldn’t have to walk anywhere, so I’d simply pay for food and transport.

All my business was left in the hands of my second in command, Ulysses. I’ve been working with him since I got to the city, he’s been on board ever since I explained to him my ultimate goal of taking back the Confederacy for the griffons. He was a soldier before- and like many griffons, still felt quite bitter about the whole situation.

His actual name is Lee- but I started calling him Ulysses because, quite frankly, Ulysses was a badass and kicked Lee’s ass in the civil war. Lee (the griffon) liked the sound of the name, and quickly adopted it for everyday use.

Based.

Dee was at the station with me- and regarded me with a smile.

“I guess this is goodbye, for now?” She asked, sounding somewhat saddened by my departure.

“It’s only for a month or so at most, baby. I’ll be back- I promise.” I pulled her in for a deep hug and we shared a kiss. The train was boarding, and I had to go.

“Stay safe!” I yelled back towards her as I boarded. I made my way to the seat and lowered my hat over my face- after all, I didn’t get much sleep last night.

Way I see it, I’ve earned a nap.

A bit of a short one today :3

And what an adorable couple they make!

I wonder what Leona will come across during the long journey around the world? And once again, I wonder what Twilight's deal is?

As always, thank you for reading! Likes and comments are greatly appreciated :3