Games Sisters Play (Pt.2)

Luna grinned as she watched the glistening skyline of Canterlot, the sun was rising a tad been awkwardly these recent few days, and it only happened when two things were happening:

One: Dear sister was most displeased with the Royal Astronomers, and sought to horrify them by messing with their intricate, precise calculations and measurements that contributed to the annual calendars.

Two: She’d been fucked so hard that she was still feeling the after-effects days later.

Based on the smug, sly look Luna had on her pretty face as she reclined on the balcony of her chambers, it was quite certain that the astronomers could breathe a (tiny) sigh of relief that no grudge was being held against them. 

She watched the gorgeous sun paint the world once more in a kaleidoscope of colors, framing the autumn season in a shade of gold so luxurious that even painters over the ages had lost their minds trying to replicate Celestia’s annual masterpieces. With satisfaction, she finished the last of her pineapple (skin and all), before yawning lazily, letting the paparazzi flash away with their cameras as she turned to return to her suite to turn in for the day.

The glass windows on the doors instinctively tinted  black, and thick, heavy curtains of prussian blue and persian purple lowered themselves down to seal the room in a blanket of comforting darkness. Stars, formed with careful application of magic, lit the pitch-black obsidian ceiling of her room with a sea of sparkling lights with a perfect reconstruction of the night sky, complete with the heavenly constellations and distant, dim planets in the seemingly endless distance. It was awe inspiring for anypony who had the opportunity to stay long enough to watch the room transform, but it was a shame that nopony else was to share it with her today; she’d just finished an overhaul of a distant galaxy in the far side of the West Wing in her suite. 

Of course, she never noticed the pair of eyes blinking in stunned surprise as she lazily, sleepily passed the dozen or so ‘empty’ suits of black, menacing armor that lined the small hallway leading to her bedroom. 

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Sleep had overcome the sweet Princess of the Night relatively quickly, unlike the first few nights where she’d been furiously touching herself as her eyes darted along the hand-written report and account of exactly what had taken place in the encounter between her hand-picked guards and her sister that night. It had been four days since, a full single day past the usual retaliation period her sister would usually fulfill, and Luna had left her guard down, sleeping without her heavy, thick woolen blanket and opting to lay haphazardly in her transluscent, thin nightgown; breasts and cock visible with ease, downright lewd in the highly conservative structure of Equestrian fashion. 

Snores made the ground visibly shake as the snoozy moon princess slumbered, restful and free from her dream-duties, masking the approach of the steely-few in her room as they removed the sweltering layers of dark metal and let it drop to the carpeted floor.

“Mmmph.” Luna grumbled as her tongue lapped at air, trying to catch something that flittered on her lips, only to leave once she tried to lap at it instinctively. It happened again and again, until her eyes finally blinked awake with frustration….

She gawked, eyes bulging to see none other than a massive, glistening cock above her head, dangling temptingly and throbbing mightily. She looked up a little more, at it’s handsome, muscular owner, a total hunk, growling down at her. She blinked, before grinning lewdly. 

“Oh...oho! So my sister has finally retaliated!” She licked her lips, before shooting the guard a sultry look. “I wonder how brave you-mmph.” She blinked, trying to move her hands, only to realize that they weren’t budging. Looking up, she grunted as she felt the uncomfortably familiar sensation of rough hemp rope digging into her wrists as she struggled against it. She shot the grinning guard a deadpan look, before growling softly. “Untie me or face the MMMPH!”

The second time she found herself being cut off was equally unpleasant as inches of musky, somewhat (in her opinion) delightful stallion meat shoved itself into her defenceless maw, prompting her to grunt loudly as it puffed her left cheek out, before adjusting itself and slipping itself down her throat. 

“Mmpphgrggh!” Luna’s eyes went wide and she glurked at the uncomfortable sensation of cock jammed down her maw, even more so when he began thrusting. Her mind went wild, lost in a massive variety of sensations and feelings, though the shrewd tactician in her snapped back to reality. She’d sent three of her own after her sister...Celestia would have very likely repaid the favor. She tried to look beyond the groin slamming into her nose, only to receive a knee-wobbling, body-trembling gut-shot from an unseen fist. She groaned, the vibrations making the male above her moan as his cock was treated to a spine-tingling sensation. 

“Damn it..” She mumbled in a muffled tone as she shut her eyes at the feeling of another blow, making her gut wrench and body to tremble again. She kicked out wildly with her legs, managing to score a strike as her toe stubbed against what felt like solid abs, prompting her to yelp. Her left leg was promptly grabbed onto and pulled in the other direction, stretching her thighs painfully as another set of arms looped around her left, stretching it apart as well, causing her to cry out even as her face was fucked into submission. 

She tugged exceptionally hard with her right arm, making the bed creak as the aged wooden panel she was tied to began to give a little. She felt elated, if only for a brief moment before one of the fools by her lower body opted to slam his fist into her tight, taut goddessly balls, making her choke on that cock, much to the delight of the guard above her. Fury began to build up in her as she was used like a common street whorse and beaten down on like a low-tier fighter in the Arenas, and it finally gave her the extra boost needed to rip the wooden panel free from the obsidian frame of her bed. 

With righteous fury, she brought it down upon the fool above her, the wood so aged and strong it all but dented the golden helmet of the guard with a loud *THUNK*, sending him flying off the bed with a concussion...in mid-cum, his cock spurting jizz along the way, splattering onto the bed and her. She growled, spitting the rest of the thick cream out of her mouth, before sitting up and swinging the makeshift weapon about by the rope on her wrist. The other two, reacting wisely, ducked and rolled off the bed, giving the moon princess time to tear the ropes on her wrists to shreds with her teeth.

Twas a messy affair, one that made the usually graceful mare into more of a beast, but it was effective. Teeth that could eat pineapples whole, skin and all, made quick work of the offending bondage instruments in seconds. She slid off the bed, fists up, body in a slight crouch as she scanned the room for her intruders; her tongue still idly lapping the rest of the cum from the maw as she swallowed greedily. She was enjoying this, that was for certain, even if she didn’t show it to her opponents. 

“HRRRMPH!” A loud grunt signalled the attack of a guard from behind the Princess, who wrapped his muscular arms around her petite ribs, giving her a crushing bearhug and lifting her off her feet, while another guard moved in to grab her lashing cock with an iron fisted grip and an equally mighty pump of his arms, giving her an impromptu handjob as she was restrained. She let out a gruff, angry growl and later, a shiver as the grunt went to work on her divine dick, making her yowl once more as she sought to kick the fool away. The squeeze tightened the more she opted to struggle, to the point that she felt her chest uncharacteristically creaking a little. 

Thinking fast, she used the guard below her as a platform where she could set her feet down upon, stepping on his muscular shoulders and finding purchase, just go she could use her raw strength to reach backwards and FLIP the Solar Guard up and over her, sending him flying into the sofa where she typically hosted guests; be it that of a diplomatic nature, or a casual romp with a paramour. With a grin, Luna hopped off, much to the stunned surprise of the guard below her, before giving him a kick between the legs, making him all but squeak as his lovely, round, juicy balls were smacked against his pelvis. 

The poor boy went down onto the carpet, cupping his pride as he tried to wheeze the pain away, leaving Luna the only pony standing in the room. She brushed her heavy, matted mane out of her forehead and huffed, putting her arms on her luscious hips as she stood, nude, victorious, and utterly unsatisfied. “Is this the best my sister’s guards can do? Pah! Tis no wonder my servants are having to work double shifts stopping the knives of our enemies inches away from our country.” She looked down at her cock, still throbbing and aching with lust. The gorgeous, obsidian fuck-spire glimmered softly in the light from the spit left on it, and she found herself reaching down to pump it half-lazily as she looked down at the guard she had nearly popped.

He crawled on all fours, well, three, with one hand still cupping his aching jewels. “Ungh...mmrrggh…”

“Oh come now, cretin, I barely tapped you.” Luna rolled her eyes and walked over to the guard, where she grinned. “But what I’m going to do to you now, though…” She grabbed him roughly by the succulent, round ass-cheeks, still having some delightful give despite all the muscular toning around his delicious body. The poor lad squeaked, and moaned loudly as she roughly spread those ass-cheeks with gusto, before thrusting her hips forward to punch his tight, tight little pucker with the tip of her pre-spewing cock.

The guard mewled as he was pierced, impaled by a goddess as she shoved her dark, black dick up his tight, pink hole, making him shudder almost violently on the ground as pain and pleasure erupted through his body; the feeling electrifying and downright mind-numbing. Very few had ever the chance to be fucked by a Princess, and it didn’t matter how straight a man or mare could be...if ever came the opportunity, only the most foolish would decline. And so, even on his noble, sacred mission to rape the moon princess for the pleasure of his own royal, he was willingly taking her cock like a little bitch, moaning with delight as she plunged home, as deep as that ass would let her, before giving her cock a few mighty twitches, letting it throb madly within the warm, silky interior of his ass.

“Such a….such a tight one, thou art.” Luna let out a little pant of her own. “Are you sure the guards at the barracks don’t really fight and fuck each other on a regular basis? If so, your training is inadequate.” She batted her lidded eyelids, before giving the boy another thrust, making him cream himself a little with a heavy, sticky spurt of pre. “Virgins. Pah.” She laughed, enjoying the domminess she was exerting over the poor stud, though it would hardly last long when she felt the loop of rough rope around her slender neck.

“Hahaha-GLRUK!” Luna’s eyes went as wide as saucers as the rope tightened, and she found herself being garroted from behind as the guard she’d knocked out earlier came to. With a hiss, the stud reached in from behind to bite and suck on her shoulders, all the while tightening the rope that was choking her out. “F-fools!” She croaked. “I swear, if you leave any marks I’ll - AUUUGGGGGGGGGGHH!!!” 

Luna shrieked as her privates exploded with agony, and looking down, she could see a snowy white knee plowed into her balls, managing to split her big, succulent royal jewels in the middle, before cruelly grinding upwards and crushing them against her groin. “Moon damn you!” She yowled, before silenced again as she was choked. Thankfully for her, the guard had other plans...and orders, prompting him to pull his knee away and opt to plunge his cock up her slightly looser ass. 

She clenched as hard as she could, but not even a goddess could prevent a raging-hard boner from a muscle-bound guard from penetrating deep. She let out a sharp gasp as inches upon inches of throbbing dick slid its way into her, making her squirm and gasp and cry. Mascara ran down her blushing cheeks as pleasure overwhelmed her, and, Celestia be damned, the guard she was fucking took the opportunity to clench down as hard as he could, trapping her cock in a orgasmic-worthy hell. “Oh goddesssss….” She moaned, being spitroased by the ass and cock simultaneously, finding it exceptionally hard to get out of this one.

But, like always, through the century, she was going to escape. She always could and knew how to...unfortunately, she didn’t count for the third male when she was making her cold calculations on the spot, and she didn’t really take him into account until his fist plowed into her belly, making her tremble and croak. Spittle flew across his mighty chest, painting him as he smiled and cracked his knuckles.

“Foals...all of you.” Luna groaned. “I’m holding back; if I wasn’t, you’d all be- OOMMMPGFH!” Luna grunted again, spasming a little as her belly twisted from the blow. “Oh gods.” She moaned; her tongue sticking out with a trail of saliva. The two guards by her were now pumping furiously into her, one from the rear, the other pumping backwards from the front, driving her mad as she was used and abused. 

“Oh, we know. Your sister told us...you’re enjoying this, aren’t you?” The guard sneered, throwing another punch deep into the pit of her belly, this one eliciting a hot, lewd moan from the moon mare. Her cock, buried inches deep in hot, tight young ass, gushed with large amounts of pre. Her ass was similarly getting filled up every now and then as the guard choking and pumping into her half-busted his nuts with glistening pre-cum, spurting heavily up her ass. 

The guard in front grinned, reaching down to claw her belly, giving her a solid squeeze with his fingers, making her writhe and gasp and groan as the crushing force made it feel like a vice had been clamped around her. She huffed and puffed, shaking her head and trying very hard not to cum as the trio continued to assault her, breaking down her defences bit by bit, inch by inch, until she found herself foaming at the mouth, partially due to the choking, and partially due to the fact that she was having the most jaw-dropping, gut-wrenching orgasm in the past hundred years or so. Her cock popped, gushing with heavy, incredible amounts of goddessly cum, filling up the lad’s ass quick and making the rest gush from between her cock and his pucker, prompting him to pull out less his belly swelled. He dropped on the carpet, before gripping his own cock and frantically pumping himself to drive him to a solid, spasming orgasm that splattered his seed across the expanse of the expensive carpet.

It was utter chaos; cum was splattering everywhere as Luna’s cock shot up to full-mast, painting the belly-beating guard wildly before spurting all over Luna herself, covering her breasts and face in her own shame. She yowled again as the offending rope was loosened, and the male behind her jizzed into her with gusto, packing her full of creamy, studly cum, before pulling out roughly and giving her a solid kick to the behind that sent her down to the carpet, tits first, tits down, and ass up.

She groaned, wheezing and blinking in disbelief, only to groan again as the final gout of cum from one more guard splattered on her face, making her eyes sting as she was humiliated. “Urgh.” She growled, shutting her eyes just as the flash and telltale frazzle of a camera echoed in the large room. “Foals...my guards will find you, and I hope you find yourself ready when the time comes.” She said, before laughing. “But thank you, boys. You performed admirably.”

“Thank you, Your Highness. It was a pleasure.”

With that, she forced herself to blink her cum-soaked eyes open, only to find the room was once again empty. Cold, unfeeling, and somewhat lonely once more. She sighed softly, forcing herself to rise, only to fall flat on her ass once more as a letter burst out of the air in front of her in a shower of sparkles and bright, golden flames, causing her to yell and curse her sister for her damned theatrics. It was fine in the daytime, but at night, it might as well have been a signal flare. The letter unfurled itself and levitated atop her cum-stained face.

“Beloved Sister,

Let it be known the Sun does not retaliate against intrusions...but she certainly hopes you’ve enjoyed the evening. 

I’m unsatisfied fighting a petty proxy war, and I know you’re feeling the same, based on the picture I’m looking at. :) 

Meet me in the room on the Solstice, when the sun and moon meets, so will we. 

Dress right for it.

Love,

Tia”

The letter promptly flopped on her face afterwards, getting soggy with cum and leaving a fuming, but giggling Luna to her own devices. 

“See you soon, sister.” She said, before reaching down to her still-throbbing cock for a round two.