And here's chapter three, also as promised.
Warning – This chapter will contain a 'loving' Celestia 'looking after' our poor protagonist. Given that this is written by me, I feel a warning should be given.
Begin!
The First Day
I didn't know where I was, I didn't recognize any of the new voices around me, and as my psycho ex-girlfriend had closed my eyes I had no way of even attempting to look at them.
And about the voices…yeah, there was one I recognized.
Just one.
"What's the poison done to him doctor?" Celestia asked, her voice nigh pleaded for an answer.
"Well Princess," replied a young voice, a male voice, one I didn't recognize. "Whoever did this to him clearly wanted him alive, the effects of the poison are nothing short of genius. Unfortunately the poison is also completely untraceable, but more importantly it left his respiratory system intact."
"And how is that a good thing?" she snapped harshly, her furious expression, her act still so perfect as I heard it. "He's still been poisoned!"
"Yes, I'm well aware Princess," the doctor backtracked, confidence clearly weak even to a blind man. But its disregarding of his respiratory system stopped him from choking to death, which is a good thing. Not only that but his esophagus somehow has retained enough muscle power to swallow food and drink, something that by all accounts isn't possible in cases of paralysis."
From what I could hear, Celestia was breathing a little heavier than usual. In turn the doctor seemed to breathing shallowly, as if frightened.
"T-Truly a masterful mixture of magic and toxicology…"
He cleared his throat.
"The poison itself does seem to be degrading gradually," he continued informatively. "Unfortunately we can't find any antidote suitable for such a poison; our experts simply don't recognize it."
"Very well," Celestia spoke, her voice tight and controlled, yet quite deliberate…for the doctor to hear maybe? "Have they a timescale for his recovery?"
"Yes Princess, they believe Mr Greenfield will be able to move again within a week at most. Though moving around as he once did afterwards will take a few more in order to regain what tissue the poison will unfortunately wither."
A brief bout of silence was all that greeting that, at least until a sigh, one filled with sadness and hurt rang within…wherever I was.
"Then I shall take care of him personally within my chambers."
The fuck she will! I raged silently, trying desperately to say, to do something! Say something doc, there's gotta be procedures of some sort to stop that!
And as though my pleas were heard…
"Princess I'm sorry, but I have to insist that Mr Greenfield stay with the medical staff," the doctor refused. "I understand your connection to him is a very personal one, but staying with those who can look after him properly will be of a much greater benefit."
They were also unfortunately denied…
"I too am sorry Doctor Lovegood," Celestia replied softly…and yet with coldness now so familiar to me. "But he will be staying in my care, in my chambers and that is final."
"B-But Princess-"
"Enough Doctor," her voice retained its gentle tone, but there was no room for argument as she spoke. "My beloved has been poisoned within his own home for reasons I cannot even begin to understand. I have already taken the proper measures to ensure the throne will stay warm in my absence. I will not have him out of my sight until he is well enough to take care of himself once more, and you will not bring up the matter again, is that understood?"
Please refuse…please…
…
"Doctor?"
"Y-Yes Princess," he sighed, defeated. "I understand. I will not speak of this again."
I could practically hear the smile widen on her face. And if the sudden masculine gasp, ruffle of wings and nigh blissful sigh was anything to go on, the doctor was currently getting a nice warm hug from her as reward for his silence.
"Thank you, my little pony," she cooed, yet another content sigh as a response. "I apologize if I frightened you, I didn't mean it, I'm just scared for him."
"I-It's okay," he replied, voice muffled from what I guessed to be his muzzle pressed against her barrel. "I wasn't f-frightened."
Obviously, I'm sure that's Celestia hooves I can just about hear quaking against each other.
"Of course you weren't, little one," she soothed. "Now why don't you return to your duties, and allow me to take care of mine, okay?"
Her tone was as soft and kind as the day I first met her, so perfectly maternal and wonderful to the ears.
It was little wonder that I believed the doctor never to return again. And by the sound of a door closing, by the sound of a happy giggle soon following…my fears were just as quickly proven true.
"Oh, alone at last," Celestia sighed happily, hooves clip-clopping ever closer to me. "I never thought that he'd argue against me, but no matter. It's just you and I now..."
My nerve endings or whatever having apparently turned back on, I can once more feel the slightest brush against my eyes lids as they are ever so gently pried open. The instinctive urge to shield my eyes flares harshly, but being unable to move I could do nothing to satiate it.
"There we are sweetheart," she cooed lovingly, a tone so familiar and once cherished now bringing nought but dread. "Now don't worry, I just need to keep eye contact long enough for this to work."
For what to work?! What else is this crazy bitch going to do to me?!
A soft glow lights up her eyes as they stare down at mine, a thin line slowly leaving them and all but blinding me as they reached mine. The feeling afterwards is quite painful, not immensely so but still…
Groggily, I fight with all my might to blink away the sting in my eyes…but again fail to do anything at all.
What did she do? WHAT DID SHE DO?!
"There's no need to shout you know, I can hear you quite clearly without it."
Horror all but bursting within me as I noticed Celestia's wide smile, a thought, quick and fearful forces its way to the forefront of my mind.
Can she hear my thoughts?
The smile widens on her muzzle as she nods, eyes alight with excited delight.
"That I can my love," she answers sweetly. "Think your words aloud and I'll hear them clear as if you'd verbally spoke."
I…could speak, and although I was filled with fear and distress at my current situation, the fact that the one I wished to YELL at could hear me do so what too much to pass up.
You poisoned me you bitch!
The sheer pain across her face as she flinched back almost…almost made me smile internally. But it was nothing compared to what I wanted right then, right there.
Give me the fucking antidote and let me go!
Those last three words…those last three words seemed to instantly trigger something inside her. I could see it click as her eyes darkened, I could taste it in the air my lungs subconsciously took.
"No," she uttered, voice soft yet clear. "No Tobias, I don't believe I will do either."
She lowered her head and regarded me calmly, that infuriating smile once again adorning her muzzle.
"Can you not see that this had to be done?" she asked, voice genuine…as if she completely believed the crap coming out of her mouth.
What, you HAD to poison me? What the fuck convinced you that doing THAT was…was necessary? Why did you do this to me?
My thoughts were angry and filled with confidence to begin with…but that last question I asked felt broken and distressed. Celestia apparently thought so too, at least if her very concerned expression was anything to go on.
"I-I had to do it Toby," she explained, voice practically pleading with me to understand. "You tried to break up with me, you tried to leave me…alone again. Doing this will make you stay with me again, can't you see?"
What? How could this possibly make me want to be anywhere near you? The moment I recover, I'm going to travel as far a-fucking way as I possibly can.
I didn't bother mentioning that I wasn't going to tell anyone about my being poisoned by her…who would believe me anyway?
And by God…the utter creepiness of the smile on her muzzle would have made me shiver, if I still could have. As if to follow up with that smile, she placed her left hoof upon my right cheek and began to stroke it affectionately…and unfortunately I could still feel it.
"I'm afraid that you won't be going anywhere, my lovely human," she crooned, giggling innocently. "In fact by the time you're fully recovered, you'll crave nothing more than to be with me at all times…just as I do with you."
Unable to move and stop her, it was with silent revulsion that I felt her full, soft lips press against my own, a deep flush quickly spreading across her pristine alabaster cheeks well before she pulled away.
Such as what can be seen when one cannot close their eyes.
"Mhmm, delicious," she moaned, her body actually shivering as she licked her lips. "Oh how I have missed your taste Toby."
Her eyes quickly snapped open as a grin graced her muzzle, loving and…cheeky I think, maybe playful.
"I bet you loved it too, didn't you?" she asked, grin widening as I kept my thoughts to myself. "Silent and mysterious is it, lover? Oh how coy you are, keeping to yourself. But it's okay, I'm here now, there's no reason to hide from me…no reason at all."
Stop it! I snapped. Stop all of this, I will not…I do not wish to speak to you in ANY way. And when I am recovered I will go to whatever kingdom hates you the most and take residence, or whatever the fuck it'll take to keep you away from me!
The hurt in her eyes was so genuine I actually believed it to be true.
"Toby please calm down," she implored, actually making to climb on the god damned bed as she did so. "You don't mean that, you don't mean any of it. I understand if you're angry, but-"
GET OFF OF ME!
I thought the words as loud as I could, hoping, praying for her to actually do I wished. And by the sad look in her eyes, I thought my prayers answered.
And they were…sort of.
She stopped her climbing of the bed and sat back down on her rump, regarding me with clearly distressed, unrealistically wide eyes.
And then she blinked...and then she smiled a crazy smile.
"You must be quite thirsty my love," she said, obvious desperation behind her tone. I watched on as her horn lit up and water filled cup popped out of nowhere. "Yes…here, let me help you my darling."
STOP, I'm paralyzed! I can't swallow!
"Oh, in most cases you wouldn't be able to, yes," she agreed, a prideful smile on her muzzle as she began to tip the cup. "You also should be able to feel anything either, but the poison was made with this in mind, to still allow you to do so, with MY magic, my power. Do you truly doubt that I could not accomplish such a trivial feat?"
Panic rose through me as the liquid began to travel down my throat, fear of choking all but flooding my mind. In fact I was terrified of what was about to happen, that I failed to notice the water having already been swallowed.
At least until…
"There we go honey," Celestia cooed, her uncovered hoof gently rubbing my throat. "See, isn't that better? There's nothing to fear from me, I'd never hurt you, I'm here for you!"
You're absolutely insane!
"Insanely in love perhaps," she laughed, an open smile on her muzzle as she bent down and planted yet another deep kiss upon my lips. "Now, I'm going to use the ladies room for a few minutes. But I want you to try and relax, I promise I won't be too long."
Unwilling to say anything to her after…after THAT, I remained silent and watched her enter the toilet out of the corner of my eye.
Perhaps I should just stay silent from now on, I thought silently, trying and hoping that Celestia couldn't hear them when they weren't directed at her. At least until I can move around again. I'm not sure what that crazy bitch will do, but talking to her doesn't seem to make things any better.
The toilet door opening caught my attention and I quickly went back to thinking of…nothing, which is a lot harder than you might think.
"I know you're very angry with me my love," Celestia's voice crooned lovingly, though I couldn't quite figure out where she was talking from.
"I knew when I planned this that you would all but shout your hatred of me," it was closer now, somewhere behind me.
"But what you don't see is the opportunity for us to bond further my sweet," okay it was definitely behind to my left this time.
"You're unable to move, to take care of yourself as you once could. But I can! I can show you how much you mean to me like this. I can show you how wonderful it feels to be cared for, to be doted on day after day. All of which will never end…if you accept that you still love me, that you won't leave me."
I blinked…and there she was at the foot on my extremely large bed.
What…is she wearing? I thought, unaware that I projected it to her.
"Don't you like it?" she asked, a cute, almost sultry smile on her muzzle. She turned around slightly, her eyes never leaving me as she lifted her right hoof.
I have no other words for what she was wearing, black lingerie that covered her from barrel to flank, barely managing to hide the tips of her sun emblem. Her hind legs were also encased in very pink socks…or tights, I couldn't tell. Lastly there was a sort of cloth saddle atop her back…or maybe just a towel, I truly was clueless with it.
"I know you can't move sweetie," she spoke softly, her smile tender and loving. "But this where I come in, one of the…perks if you will, of having a mare who cares so much for her beloved."
She's actually trying to make me love her with…with whatever this is?
Again, I didn't realize that I'd phrased it as a question she could hear.
"Oh no honey," she reassured, much to my surprise. "Like I said, this is just a perk of taking care of you. But if it truly bothers you then I promise it won't hurt me in the least to take it off."
Her words flowed smoothly, silkily. Love or desperation I could not tell, and yet…
I stayed silent.
"On it stays then," she whispered, a smile tugging on the corner of her muzzle. "I knew you would love it."
And that's all for this chapter. I'm starting my new job tomorrow so I'm not sure when the next will be, but we'll see.
No sexual stuff in this chappy, it'll most likely happen in either the next or the one after that, and even then it won't be sex itself. There's only so much I can suspend disbelief.
Cya, stay snuggly!
