Dear Diary,

I’ve got to meet royalty today…

Princess Celestia pushed the door open in front of us with her magic, while still holding my arm. Inside, in addition to the group I have arrived in, I saw something that left my mouth hang open for a few seconds. A piece of the night sky was floating at the middle of the room. Some magic trick, maybe?

No, it was a person. When we entered the room, whoever it was turned to us. She was almost as tall as Celestia, but had dark blue skin instead of white and was clad in a black dress that reached her knees, going all the way up to her left shoulder. Her hair was similar to that of Celestia’s, but it was like the night sky instead of the rainbow.

“Sister,” the woman spoke, looking at Celestia, then me, then Celestia again.

“Luna, have you told them about the situation?”

“Naturally.”

“Yes, Princess, we’ll make sure to use the rest of the day in the library, looking for information that could help us.”

Twilight spoke, looking a bit eager on the prospect of using a library. She seemed to be the type, so I didn’t mind. Besides, smart was sexy. Okay, Twilight didn’t need smart to be sexy, but it didn’t hurt.

“Good luck, Twilight Sparkle.”

The group of friends started to move in the direction of the entrance with haste, me sort of trailing after them as soon as they had passed us by. I threw a glance back at Celestia before the door closed behind us, being met with a nod and a smile. Apparently there was a question my body language had asked without my permission.

Down a flight of stairs and across several hallways later, I found myself standing among a large collection of scrolls and books. Like clockwork, many of the books started to glow and float in Twilight’s direction.

“Ouch!”

One of the books hit against the back of my head, prompting the others to turn to me. Shrugging, I hoped that they would get back to whatever they were looking for. Hoping to lead by example, I started to examine the closest shelf myself. I had no idea what I was looking for, but that was beside the point. I wondered, would there be a book or two here that would scream at me if I tried to read it? And where there any broomsticks that could fly? I was in a magical world, after all.

“Hi!” Pinkie Pie came up behind me, taking a hold of my shoulders and whispering into my ear. “Found anything good yet?”

“Yes, have you?” Molly joined in the question, whispering into the other ear.

“Nope.”

“Aww,” Pinkie sounded disheartened and rested her head on my shoulder. How was it that Pinkie Pie was actually calm? Was that even possible? Had I fallen asleep? “Oh, I know! Sorry…”

Apparently she wasn’t calm. She busted out in a great squeal, like- Hmm, like? Well, I guessed like Pinkie Pie- when she got an idea, but was just as quickly put down by the others. She started to skip along, taking down random books from the shelves. After having found ten or so, she came back over to me. Wait, no tackling me to the ground?

No, no tackling, just a bunch of books being left in my arms, before Pinkie jumped over to Rarity and started to whisper something in her ear. Oh please no, don’t… yeah, that was already too late. I hadn’t seen a spiteful expression like that in a little while. Maybe I should have warned her about that little detail. Now Rarity was going to think me a bigger perv than she already did. Thank you, Pinkie Pie, I really mean it.

“Okay, we’ll take a look at these books and see what we can find!”

Pinkie exclaimed to the rest of the group, Rarity having turned down whatever proposition the pink one had made her, and took some of the books I was now carrying. And subsequently I got another 10 or so put in my arms, and an energetic pink girl pushing me into another part of the library.

“Umm, Pinkie?” I dumped the books on a nearby table, looking over the titles. 4 cookbooks, a book on some guy named Starswirl the Bearded, 2 atlases and 3 simply labelled Canterlot Volume 1, 2 & 3. “What are we looking for?”

“Nothing!” she squealed started bouncing around, looking at some of the books in the shelves in this part of the library.

“Wait, what!?” I raised my voice more than I should have. In the corner of my eye I could see Molly giggle as she sat on top of a shelf. “Why?”

“Because we… wait, I’m not supposed to tell you that!” Pinkie gasped in her exaggerated way, and ran, or whatever she did to move to damned fast, over to me, embracing me in a tight hug and patted me on the top of my head. “Don’t worry your pretty little head about it.”

“Pinkie! What the hell!?”

“Sorry, but I promised Princess Luna I wouldn’t tell me! I made a Pinkie Promise! You wouldn’t want me to break a Pinkie Promise, would you!?”

For a moment I thought I saw something resembling a demon speak through Pinkie’s body. The darkened tone of her voice and the, quite literally, burning eyes were particularly unsettling.  She had mentioned that before, the Pinkie Promises, back in Ponyvillle. Something about cupcakes and eyes and hearts. And apparently she took them way too seriously.

And how the fuck was I not scared shitless because of that? She already seemed back to normal, innocently winking her eyes at me with a cute smile on her face. Molly seemed to have forgotten to close her mouth as she stared at Pinkie. I was not the only one who had noticed then. Maybe I wasn’t scared because of Molly. She was the demon in my head.

“No, I guess not…” I didn’t know if I responded in a timely fashion, but she seemed happy enough with it.

“Shh!” some horned woman that looked to be in her mid-thirties had come over to us, holding her finger up before her mouth. She seemed to have an evil eye for Pinkie. I was sure that her expression would flog the paint of a locker. Not off Pinkie though.

“Okay!” she said back, whispering so loudly that the woman looked like she was about to murder someone. I felt myself sick down in a chair, just waiting for it to be over. There seemed to be some sort of standoff between them. Best not get involved.

“So, why do you think they don’t want you to know what they are looking for?” Molly came up behind me and rested her chin on my head, massaging my shoulders. I just shrugged in response, not wanting to seem more crazy than the Pink One to this outsider. Looking up I saw that they were still staring at one another; Pinkie with a huge smile and the other woman with a frown. Our stranger wore a shin long skirt and a white shirt. Not bad looking on her either. “They don’t trust you, do they?”

No shit, Sherlock. I’m a relatively new stranger added in the mix that one of the Princesses didn’t want knowing about whatever they are researching. Of course they don’t trust me. I wouldn’t either. I hallucinate some naked chick with jet black skin, a magical horn and insect-like wings that asks me strange questions. I wouldn’t trust that. Well, hopefully wouldn’t know that, but it doesn’t help.

“Do you think there is going to be some fun with the sour looking gal?” Molly sounded bored, presumably looking at the two others in the room.

“Oh, fuck you, Molly,” I let the words cross my lips without thinking, met with laughter from my hallucination. Looking up, I saw that both Pinkie and the stranger looked at me; Pinkie with a nervous expression and the stranger with a furious one. “Ahh shit… that wasn’t supposed to come out…”

“Ahh!” she tramped away, apparently furious with me. Me and my big mouth.

“Well, that wasn’t very nice!” Pinkie said, giving me a look that told me I had been a bad boy.

“I didn’t exactly mean for it to get out either…”

“You should go an apologize!”

“Oh nononono,” I put my hands up in front of me, shaking my head. “I prefer to stay among the living, thank you very much! I’m not going to go near someone who looked like she was an inch away from committing a double homicide.”

“She wasn’t that angry…”

“And you’ve never been mistaken about something like that before?”

“Well… there was the time I thought a song could help make peace between a village and some natives… didn’t work out too well… But you should have seen me in the old school dancing girl outfit!”

Pinkie apparently had let her mind wander again and my head was now squeezed into her chest in another tight hug. Finally something happened that I couldn’t complain much about. Well, the increasing lack of oxygen was a problem, but I knew Pinkie wouldn’t kill me intentionally. Some blood had started their migration to my crotch area.

“Miss, I’m gonna ask that you don’t strangle the man, I need to ask him some questions.”

Pinkie quickly let go of me, letting me see a man about my own height look down at me with a stern expression. His skin was dark grey, he had wings, and, more importantly, he was wearing a black and purple suit of armor with a sword at his side.

“I’m sorry,” I started, somewhat frantically. “I didn’t mean to insult her, I sort of just blurt-“

He raised his hand, signaling me to be quiet. His other hand rested at the hilt of his blade.

“I don’t know who you insulted, sir, and, quite frankly, I don’t care. The Princess Luna summons you, and told me to make sure you’d show up whether you wished to or not.”

“What!?” The princess who had made the others keep me out of the loop had summoned me? What for? Oh fuck, this was not good. Not good at all.

“I’m going to have to insist that you come along, sir. My orders allow me to go to any length necessary, short of killing you or knocking you unconscious.”

“You enjoy telling people how much power you have over them, don’t you?” it was probably a mistake, but I couldn’t help myself. I did get to my feet though, showing that there was no need to use excessive force.

“I live to serve the Princess.”

His reply was monotone and stoic. Without looking very impressed, he turned around and signaled for me to come with him. I mumbled to myself that that didn’t answer my question, but given that he had a sword, it was best not to push the issue.

**

A heavy door closed behind me. I was inside a study of some sort, with numerous books and scrolls lying everywhere, seemingly in chaos. Or in a chaotic system, if you wanted to give whoever made it like so the benefit of the doubt.

Not too far in I could see the night sky flicker back and forth; Luna was seated at a large desk with numerous drawers and scroll apartments, her back turned to me. I could see her deep blue horn stick up. It was longer than the ones Twilight and Rarity had.

“We’re glad you accepted our invitation,” Luna got to her feet, turning to me, and gave what looked like a strained smile. She was still wearing the same simple black dress as she had earlier.

“I’m just glad you didn’t order them to kidnap me.”

“We apologize if our guard offended in any way,” she seemed to be more uncomfortable than I was. “But it was of paramount importance that we could get to talk to you away from the others.”

“We? We, who? Anyway, you could have just asked me, back in the throne room, or wherever you were when you told the others what was going on.”

“We means I,” her eyes had narrowed as she looked at me. “And we are starting to find your tone unacceptable. We insist that that you start to behave.”

“And I insist that you stop ordering me around and ask nicely. I don’t like it when I’m threatened and then greeted by some condescending woman who calls herself princess.”

What the hell? Jeez, I did it again. But why did it have to be to the face of a monarch? One would think that my brain was able to make some connection of cause and effect, after having at least some education, but no. Clearly the idea that talking back to a monarch would have consequences didn’t seem plausible.

“I… I’m sorry, I just-“ Luna, to my astonishment seemed embarrassed, looking to the ground with rosy cheeks. “I’m sorry. Please accept my apology. I fear my social skills are a bit… lacking, after having spent a millennium in… that nightmare. I’m still getting used to the way the world has changed.”

“Yeah, well, that is fu- wait, what?” I had started to speak before I could process what had happened. She just apologized. What!? No, just go with it. Don’t question it. I should count myself lucky that she is apparently fucked up enough in the head to forgive me once and let it go. “Of course I’ll accept your apology. I shouldn’t have let the annoyance get to me like that. I’m just… tired of having no idea what goes on around me…”

“I share your frustration,” her answer was monotone, and she sounded like she was about to continue, but nothing ever came. We spent maybe a minute looking at one another.

“So, eh…” find something to talk about. Brain, I beg you, find something to talk about. “You were trapped for a thousand years in a… nightmare?”

“In my envy of my sister and the love she received, the love I thought myself denied, I turned to darker powers and they consumed me. My sister had no choice but to trap me within the bounds of the moon itself and thus I became Nightmare Moon. For a thousand years I watched from above and made my plans for revenge, to share my fate with my sister, and for total darkness to cover the world. Thy world would be forever at night, but my dark powers were banished by Twilight Sparkle and her friends, and I was forced back into the less powerful form you see before you.”

“That… is a good thing, right…?” I couldn’t help but get a feeling of resentment on the princess’ part regarding that last part. There was something about the overly formal way, almost monotone, way she told the story that sent shivers up my spine.

“Of course, why would it not be? Thou art not sad eternal night will not reign, art thou?”

“No! No, I’m just…” I felt the sweat start to form on my forehead. My voice became weaker with every word. “You just sound… a little… resentful…”

“I am eternally grateful to the young Princess and her friends. Being consumed by envy and dark magic was a fate worse than death.”

“I see. It sounds… more awful than I can imagine,” I tried to give her a comforting smile. I could be wrong, but her tone sounded almost like she wanted to cry. Or not. It was so formal that I had no idea how to interpret her tone.

“I had a feeling you would understand-“

“I really don’t, Princess. I just don’t. I’ve never been put through anything like it.”

“But you know enough to know you don’t know. Many want to make believe that they understand, but they don’t. And you know what it is to be alone, to be an outsider.”

“Ehh… how’d you know that?”

“You told me. Just now. And you’re new to this world, even more than I am.”

“Okay, I’ll give you those points,” I let out a laugh, short and trying to hide the nervous tone. Mostly I wanted to turn around and walk away, maybe run a little, but I had a feeling that someone would just ‘summon’ me again, this time less politely. Or sinking into the ground. That’d be a good alternative right now.

“Most people fear me, what I was. And think it might happen again,” she took a few steps closer. I was frozen in place, feeling the sweat come down my forehead. “Even you.”

“Well…” I swallowed. Should I try honesty? Might as well. No good could come of lying right now. “I am fearful, but I don’t know anything about this Nightmare Moon. All I know is that you’re a princess, having summoned me here for reasons unknown to me. Being imprisoned is just more real to me than you turning into some dark creature.”

“So you are no more afraid of me than my sister, or Twilight?”

“Perhaps a little more afraid of you than Twilight, since she’s sort of been taking care of me and being very kind to be for a little while now, but not anymore than your sister.”

“It is refreshing to talk to someone who never saw, or heard horrid tales of, Nightmare Moon, the corrupted Princess of the Night. I feel I can make an impression for once in my life.”

An impression you’re not helping my constantly bringing Nightmare Moon up, though I suppose sympathies is better than nothing. Luna had taken another set of steps in my direction, being within arm’s reach. She was half a head taller than me. Her dark, almost black, blue eyes were friendly and welcoming, but there was something else there too. I couldn’t place it before she made my mind go somewhere completely different by putting her hands on my shoulders and planting a kiss on my forehead. What the fuck? I was left with my mouth partially open in response. And a healthy dose of red in my cheeks.

“Umm…”

“Is something the matter?” she seemed confused, almost… frightened? She really had been trapped for a thousand years with no one around.

“No… it is just that…”

“I am not as beautiful as Twilight Sparkle or her friends. I see. I’m sorry for pres-“

“That is not what I tried to say at all!” the words blurted out of me, likely a lot more aggressive and angry than I should have. But that this beautiful woman would go to that conclusion was insulting, mostly to herself. “Princess, you’re beautiful. I mean that. It is just that I’m not sure this is the best idea… you’re a princess after all, and-“

“Sush,” Luna said back, blushing, with a shy smile. For fuck sake, this situation had gotten far out of hand. Someone should have put this chick in therapy as soon as she returned from being this Nightmare Moon thing. Or maybe I was overreacting. If she felt distanced from most others because of her past, I could see the need to get some warmth from someone else who she believed to know some of her feelings. Yeah, I was really being a jerk here, weren’t I? Only one way to make this better.

“Hmp!” Luna’s eyes widened as I took a hold of her neck and locked my lips with hers. At first her body was stiff and unresponsive, but it didn’t take long before she became more relaxed and wrapped her arms around me. Making out with a beautiful princess… had to admit that this was scoring pretty high, on any scale. I moved my arms, my heart almost stopping when I first felt the wings on her back. How did I forget that part of it? Regaining my senses, I slowly started to pull on the shoulder of her dress, down her arm. I did notice that I hadn’t seen Molly since I left Pinkie, but it didn’t stick to my mind.

“Wait, not here!” she whispered for some reason. Her face had turned a dark shade of purple. I guess red wouldn’t be possible with her midnightblue skin. A flash of light later I could see we were in a room that I was sure Luna could walk naked around in a never be seen. Well, that was an exaggeration, but it was decorated in colors that resembled her, and the ceiling looked like it was a clear night’s sky. On the floor there was a large crescent moon. Luna seemed to be a tad obsessed with the whole ‘night’ part of her title. She started to whisper into my ear. “Can I ask you something?”

“Naturally,” I whispered back, having moved my hands further down her back.

“I- I’d like to… I’d like to try something… that… you might not be into…” she seemed to have a problem expressing herself. I pulled my upper body a little further from hers, so that I could look her in the eyes. I nodded to encourage her. “I- my sister has always been the more dominant of us, and I’d like to… to try to be the dominant one for once…”

In my mind I could almost see my penis grow and hit the bell on one of those strength tests one could usually find on a circus, which in movies some ‘strong’ character would always break when showing off or competing. What she said probably didn’t mean the other image that came into my mind, but it wasn’t my fault that she worded it so that my brain’s first reaction was to construct an image of the two sisters in a dominatrix fantasy, with leather, whips and gagballs.

“That sounds…” I started slowly to tease her a bit. She was about to say something, probably apologizing for bringing it up, but I beat her to it. “… like it could be a lot of fun.”

She looked like I had given her the most awesome xmas gift ever as she, quite forcefully, kissed me and disappeared in another flash of light. I could have sworn that she, for a split second, looked for something in my eyes, but that was probably just my imagination. With her out of the room, I took of my clothes and sat down on the edge of the bed, a little nervous.

The truth was that the episode where I got locked in Rarity’s cellar came to mind and I didn’t want to relive that. But I also couldn’t deny that… this was so stupid. I had kept in from my mind since it happened, and now the idea was turning me on? It had to be the change on context around this new domination thing. This time was consensual, and there was likely no excessive beating. I didn’t mind when Rarity used the whip though…

It wasn’t long before Luna joined me again, appearing on the crescent moon. She no longer wore the dress from before, but a black leather corset that stopped just below her chest and stockings. She wasn’t wearing anything that hid her sex. A moon surrounded my dark purple could be seen on her hips. I felt as though I trembled when I saw the whip in her hand and the gagball in the other. It took me a moment to notice that there was something very different about her; her skin had gone black and her eyes resembled that of a cat. Was she taller? She smiled at me and I thought I saw fangs. Unconsciously I pulled myself a little further away from her.

“Do you like it?” she turned back into what I assumed was her normal appearance, giggling at my reaction. I asked what that was. “It is how I looked when I was Nightmare Moon. I… thought it would fit…”

“I’m…” she turned back into the ‘Nightmare Moon’ form of hers. Now that the novelty had worn off a little, I could see that she was quite beautiful in her way. She seemed thinner than ‘normal’ Luna too, more- what was the word I was looking for? Elegant? No, that wasn’t it. “I’m… good with that.”

“You should know that it takes some magic to keep it this way, so you might get a small blast or two, but it will not be any more dangerous than anything else that goes on here, I assure you.”

I could live with that, so I nodded. Being thrown around a room full of solid items by Rarity’s magic made this seem reasonable. And a more exciting. Luna closed her eyes for a moment and I thought I saw some light shine from them just as she opened them again.

“Oh, a beloved subject!” her voice had changed entirely, with a sinister and malicious undertone, somewhat darker than it was. And a lot louder. I hoped this room was soundproof. A shiver went up my spine. Her horn started to glow and I felt my wrists being taken by a powerful grip, dragged onto the bad. She bound my hands to the end of the bed before she let me go. “It’s been so long since I’ve seen any of the sun-lovers trespass!”

The whip she had brought cracked through the air, hitting my thigh. It felt like I might as well not have worn any pants. I let out an involuntary whimper, bringing a smile to Luna’s- I meant Nightmare Moon’s face. Again the whip cracked through the air and again I couldn’t prevent the whimper from the pain. With every movement I noticed a slight bounce in her chest.

“As your Princess, I demand that you’d remain quiet!” for a third time she whipped me, this time over my chest, and I let out a moan of pain, unable to keep it to whimpering. Her eyes narrowed and I saw that she started to levitate the gagball. “I have no patience for insubordination! I revoke your privilege to speak in my presence!”

As soon as the ball was in place, crawled onto the bed, using her magic to take off my shirt and tshirt. Or rip them off. She didn’t seem to care about going through the process of taking them off. She let the whip hit across my stomach, practically softhanded compared to the earlier hits, leaving only a small red mark. I was able to restrain any moaning and whimpering, to which she seemed pleased.

“Much better,” she turned the whip around in her hand and positioned herself on top of me, before she used it to inspect my body. “You’re not as fit as you should be to be worthy of a Princess! But…” another lash across my chest.  “… you still have to pay for your transgression! What is this?”

Her free hand found itself on my bulge, which had been pressed against her hindquarters for a little while now. She moved herself backwards a bit, so it ended up in front of her, and unzipped my pants. Once she let it out, my erection stood in full salute, ready to be inspected.

“So, you’re ready to pay for your crime? Excellent,” Lun- Nightmare Moon took a hold of me and slowly pulled down, with an almost harshly firm grip. She lowered her head in and let her tongue run from the base to the tip, before she started to suck on the top. I flinched as I felt her teeth ever so gently rub against me. Some pressure had already started to build.

She didn’t spend much time with her mouth, letting me out almost as soon as she had started, and moved herself forward again. I saw that she used her magic to put my head to her entrance and push herself down.

As I entered her, there was two things I was not prepared for; that for a couple of seconds it would feel like a shocking fence had been pushed on my dick, and how tight Luna turned out to be. Only halfway down she had to stop and looked me, breathing heavily.

“I’m sorry,” Luna said, this time in her normal voice. “That was what I tried to warn you about.”

I nodded, letting her know that I was okay. She had been right earlier; the whip had hurt a fuck of a lot more. She pressed herself further down, unable to maintain her changed form properly. Her body seemed to flicker between the two, more rapidly the further down she got. After struggling herself all the way down, she remained in her normal appearance.

Her breath had become uneven and all she did at the moment was to move herself up and down on my erection. Instinctively, I started to push up against her, each of our move going slower than I had gotten used to since I got to Ponyville. She all but collapsed on my chest, with the eyes going back into her head.

I wasn’t quite there yet myself, so I started to speed up my pumps as best I could. Quickly I felt an explosion of juices run from her, and Luna stopped moving. Before I could finish myself off, she managed to gather herself enough to get off me. She had turned back into her Nightmare Moon appearance, smirking down at me. With her magic she started to massage my cock, but every time I neared climax, she stopped. It started to spread a pain from my tip.

“Beg for it,” she whispered into my ear.

“Please!”

“More.”

“Please, let me cum!”

“Let me cum, what?”

“Please! Let me come, my Princess!”

As soon as I yelled out, Nightmare Moon hastily moved over and started to bob her head up and down. I could still see her horn glow and feel the massage along with her mouth. Letting out a moan, I released, letting her deal with the mess. Almost dutifully she kept her mouth in place, and when I was done, she swallowed, giving me a smile and a giggle. I smiled back; probably a dumb empty smile. Back in her normal form, she lied down beside me in the bed.

“Can I ask you something?” Luna sounded nervous.

“Mhm.”

“Could we just cuddle for a while? I’ve… never had anyone to…” I nodded, not feeling the need to respond with words. At least not to that question.

“Uhm, could you untie me?” I said, after a couple of moments had passed. She laughed and lit up her horn.