Luna awoke with a splash of water over her face, finding herself once again in the horrible basement, blindfolded. She was sure now that he put it on her to remind her of the first few terrifying nights. She had at least managed to pass out eventually despite being on the verge of orgasm...But now as she was awake, she found herself still on the edge. She groaned, waiting to cum so badly.
He took a careful look at Luna. "It looks like you aren't struggling as much anymore. Good... it means you're starting to crack."
Luna kept her head down. She was so weak at this point that she found struggling pointless to waste her energy on. It wasn't like it did anything to help her, so she gave up on it. He trotted up to her and smiled.
She immediately started begging. "Please let me cum, Master. I-I can't take it anymore."
"You want to cum, pet?" He asked in a downright cheery tone, seemingly trying to postpone for as long as possible.
She nodded her head rapidly. "Yes, I do...please."
He went by her ear and whispered. "Then beg."
"I am begging!" Luna defended herself.
"You have to mean it, remember? Now beg harder for me. Beg me to fuck you and for you to have the privilege to have my cock in you," He ordered, still whispering in her ear.
Luna's eyes widened with disgust at his words. "W-what?"
"You heard me. Beg for my cock, pet. I could just leave you here like this; always on the edge with no way to release yourself. If that is what you want..."
Luna wanted to cum so badly that she didn't care if she was throwing herself to him. She needed to be able to think clearly again and she knew there was no way she could last another day like this.
"Please Master. I'm begging you. Do whatever the fuck you want to me! Just let me cum, please," she begged louder than before.
Luna heard hoofsteps moving away from her. She didn't know if that was him leaving or going to the table to get something. She feared that her begging wasn't good enough for him. She couldn't stand being stuck like this for another day. She groaned at what she was going to say next but she needed to get her release. She hated herself for wanting to comply, but if she didn't, he would leave her like this. It all felt so terrible to her; she was always in control and she was the one to give orders...but now she was defenseless, alone, and was nothing more than a broken toy for somepony's pleasure.
"I want your cock in me. I want you inside me, Master! Please stop teasing me and just fuck me already. I want you to put that cock in me and make me cum!" She yelled and begged.
He chuckled a bit in an approving tone, then gave her rear a firm grope and went behind her again to line up his cock with her pussy. He then took the collar off her and began to thrust.
Regretfully, she did not resist nor beg for him to stop. She let out a moan as he continued to violate her. She hated doing so, but she was so sensitive the pleasure was overwhelming. She hated herself for begging him to do this to her, too, but she didn't know what else to do. She thought maybe it would be better to give in, at least for now. She could feel her stomach tightening, feeling sick like if she was going to throw up. She began to wonder if there was any way to escape or if this was what her life would come to.
He looked down at her and saw Luna's helplessness by the look on her face. Even with the blindfold on, he could notice it. He decided to take this opportunity to taunt her.
"I bet you remember you had a chance to kill me and finally escape, but you failed. This is your life now, forever pleasuring me and being subjected to mind-numbing pleasure all other hours... it turns you on now, doesn't it?"
Luna closed her eyes. She tried not to let his words affect her, but he was right: She had her chance to get away and she failed. She could feel his word sinking deep within her, burning her from the inside.
"You can't even think straight without my cock in you, can you? All you can think about is when I'm going to use you next. You long for when I pump you full of my cum because you know this is your new life," he taunted her as he thrust a few more times before pulling out and cumming all over her face and body.
Her mind was full of mixed feelings. She knew that this was wrong, but even she couldn't help but admit that she was enjoying it.
"Please d-don't..." she begged but trailed off.
He went back into her and started thrusting again. Luna flinched, mostly because he wasn't being as rough as he was the first few nights; this time he was being gentle and slow. It made her enjoy it, much to her displeasure, making it hard for her to protest and hate it. At this point, she didn't care anymore. She hated this throbbing feeling and wanted to get her release.
"Don't what?" He asked playfully.
"Don't...don't stop." Luna's quavering voice broke off into a wail of pleasure. Her throbbing marehood felt like it was ready to burst. She couldn't resist what she was feeling anymore.
He liked seeing Luna like this. To just tease her even more, he stopped and began to pull out. He pulled out until just the tip of his cock was in her.
"Admit pet. You know your body craves for it."
Luna whined when he stopped. She felt herself getting so close yet it seemed so far.
"P-please, do n-not tease me," Luna begged, "I-I c-cannot take a-any more of this!"
"You want to cum, slut? Say that you want to," he ordered.
She begged as she was desperate now. "Please, I-I beg of you! S-Stop playing and just devour me already!"
He pushed back into her. He thrust forward and hit her g-spot, sending Luna careening over the edge. Luna moaned loudly as her femcum started coming out of her.
He lowered himself and whisper seductively into her ear. "Cum for your master, my pet."
Luna finally screamed as she reached her peak, squirting out a wave of her sticky juice out of her marehood while he pulled out slightly.
"H-Here comes your reward now, pet," he taunted as he thrust back in.
He sent a wave of his own load into Luna's pussy. She slowly lost herself in the heat of his cum as it entered into her, mind awash with pleasure.
After a few minutes, he pulled out and trotted over to the table. Luna took this time to process everything that had just happened. She felt really sick at herself for giving into him; it was made all the worse by the feeling of seed dribbling slightly out her soaked cunt, along with the usual smells of sweat, cum, and urine. A moment ago it felt like it was worth the release, but now it felt like she should've just been stronger and dealt with the pain of holding the "release" in. Regardless, it didn't change the fact that she liked and enjoyed what he just did to her.
"You enjoyed that? Be honest," he demanded with a slight sternness.
Luna's cheek turned pink. She knew that a big part of her did enjoy it, but didn't want to admit that to him, so she thought a bit for something to say that might help her situation.
"It's different when you are gentle with me," she said, which was very much true.
"Well, I said it already. I don't like it when I hurt you," he said. "But when you act up, I must make sure you don't forget your place."
"I understand that Master," Luna replied.
Luna still had hope to escape from this prison. He wanted her to be his broken slave that would do as he said, so she thought that maybe if she could get him to believe that she was broken, he would trust her, maybe even enough to take her upstairs. With that, she could find a way to escape and get help. It was a long shot, but it was at least worth a try. There weren't many options at this point; she had to try something.
But before she could even begin to think about that, she had to first get him to trust her enough that he would believe that she was indeed broken. The problem was that she couldn't "break" too fast or else he might figure out that she's faking. However, resisting too much might leave her to go through more torture and abuse, so she had to be careful and play it smart. This was her final chance to get away from him.
"If you would behave, you could enjoy this more," he explained to Luna.
She thought carefully about her choice of words. She had to make sure that she could fool him.
"I know that now, Master," she said.
"You do now?"
He pulled out what sounded like to Luna as a chair and took a seat next to her. He started playing with her mane and sliding a hoof down her cheek.
It was moments like this that threw her off. On one hoof, he was aggressive toward her and used her like she was his toy, treating her as if she was nothing more than a common dog. He would beat her and laugh at her as she cried out in pain when he raped her.
But on the other hoof, he would be gentle and, dare she say, nice to her. He would take care of her and he goes slower when he raped her just so she could enjoy it. It was like he actually cared about her. He would treat her as if they really were a real couple. Or at least as if he was her caretaker. It made her wonder, what did he really want from her? A pet or a lover?
"Of course I do," she answered. "I don't want to feel hurt anymore."
He raised an eyebrow. "Then what do you want?"
She thought hard about this question. It couldn't sound too obvious but at the same time, it had to be something that he would like to hear. She needed to sound believable. A thought then came to mind. An answer that was true and quite possibly something he could fall for.
"I want to be loved. That's all I ever wanted in life," she said.
"Don't we all?" He asked.
His demeanor was different now. It wasn't aggressive nor taunting like before. It was generic and casual as if he wanted an actual normal conversation.
"I would say so, but not everypony gets to be loved," Luna sighed sadly.
"You believed that?"
"Of course I do," Luna paused. "There was a reason that I became Nightmare Moon. It was more than what it said in the books. They all said the same damn thing. They said the only reason I turned into her was because I wanted Equestria all to myself, but that wasn't it. There was more to the story that most don't know. It was never about power, I just wanted to be loved."
He looked strangely at her. "Love isn't something you can take."
Luna rolled her eyes. "I know that now, I just didn't know that then." And without thinking, she added: "Isn't that what you're trying to do, though?"
"This is something completely different, pet." There was a sharpness to his voice now. Luna quickly caught her mistake and tried changing the subject.
"What did I tell you that night at the bar?" Luna asked. This was something she had been wondering since he first abducted her. She just didn't have the chance or the right moment to ask him. Maybe this was it.
"From what you told me that night, it sounded to me that nothing had changed," he replied with a bit of amusement in his voice.
The thoughts of that fight came back to her. Regret then washed over her like the long slow waves on a shallow beach. Each wave was icy cold and sent shivers down her spine. How she longed to go back and take a different path. To be able to have the chance to fix things and make them right. Maybe even fix her mistakes. But now that was all impossible. There was no way for her to go back. There was no way to make it right. She couldn't fix anything. That night would now eat at her every day that she was stuck in that basement.
"What did I say to you?" She asked again.
"Beside the point that Celestia was a bitch, you kept saying that you were tired of her and she didn't understand you and that you felt that no one did. Things like that. You were really, really mad at her," he explained to her.
"Sounds about right," she sighed heavily, trying not to cry.
"Don't think too much about it. It's not worth it," he said sternly. It wasn't that he sounded like he was mad. It was more like he didn't want to talk about it anymore.
Shit. Don't get him mad, Luna. Think of something. We're doing so well.
"It's funny…" Luna said.
"What is?" He asked cautiously.
"I have been here for about a week now and this is the first time we're...I don't know, just talking," Luna pointed out.
He let out a small laugh. "Well, my other clients never really wanted to talk much."
Okay. This is good. I could go somewhere with this.
"I don't mind it. It feels nice," Luna said.
"I guess it can be nice," he agreed with her.
Going based on the sound of his voice, Luna turned her head in the direction she thought he was at.
"I've been thinking about what you said to me, about resisting and hating it or complying and enjoying it…" she trailed off with a bit of sadness in her voice.
"And?" He started getting interested in what she had to say.
"And I think maybe I should take that into consideration," she finished with a pleading tone added.
He leaned in closer to Luna.
"Oh really now?" He asked with a grin.
"Well like I said, 'it's different when you're gentle.' So, when I am less resistive, you're more gentle with me, then it's not so bad after all..." Luna was hoping that he was falling for it. It sounded like he was but she couldn't be for sure.
"So you did like it?" He tried to get her to admit it.
Luna bit her lip. She didn't want to say it, but she knew it was the only way to help her get his trust.
"Yes, I did," Luna shamefully admitted.
Luna heard him let out a small chuckle as he got up from the chair. He dragged the chair back to the table. He started moving things around on the table. Luna assumed he was looking for something to use on her.
"What's so funny?" Luna asked slightly annoyed.
"Nothing. It's just you really stink," he said. Luna's cheeks turned bright pink.
"Sorry." It was the only thing she could think to say. After everything that had been done to her, she could only imagine how disgusting she was now.
Then he did something that surprised her. She heard the sound of chains rattling above her. They gave out, letting her dropped to the floor. She landed on her back and yelped; more in shock than pain. She sat herself up.
"W-what are you doing?" She asked, very confused.
"I'm going to put you on a leash. If you promise to not act up again and do as I say, I'll clean you up," he replied with a gentle tone.
Is he for real? He's actually going to take me back upstairs? Oh, my stars. This is it. I might be able to pull this off.
"I think we're finally getting somewhere," he said tenderly.
Luna's eyes widened. Was her plan actually working? Did he actually believe that she was broken? She couldn't believe what was happening here. This could be the day that she escapes from this Hell. After her first failed attempt, she didn't think she would ever get that opportunity again. Yet, here it was. Her second chance. A smile reached her lips.
"Me too," Luna agreed.