Chapter 7 Confessions

Silver Shield did not immediately notice the princess of love staring at her while she masturbated in the gym. Her normally sharp instincts seemed to have been consumed by lust as she plunged her fingers into her soaking twat. Her head was thrown back, a free hand groping her large left tit, the gym mat being stained by her juices. How bold of her to do it here, where anypony could see her, or perhaps the feeling of Shining Armor's cum was driving her wild. Cadance licked her lips; she could certainly relate.

But what truly brought Cadance's attention were the two changes that truly piqued her curiosity. First of all was Silver Shield's changed cutie mark; not much had changed apart from the chain that encircled it. A symbol of her newfound bondage to her new master, Cadance immediately deduced Umbra's influence; she had, after all, shown Cadance that spell herself. But that was only part of the tale, part of what interested Cadance so much. What really drew her attention was the magical collar around Silver Shield's neck and the cutie mark adorning it.

A shield, heralded with a magical star not unlike Twilight's, and three small blue stars above. There was no mistaking it; it was her husband's.

Cadance clamped a hand over her mouth to stop herself from screaming with joy; she **** her legs to stay planted on the ground instead of leaping into the sky and had to restrain her arms from punching the air in excitement. He'd done it; somehow, someway, he'd taken that step. There was no turning back from it now; it had to be him. She'd read about that spell; hell, she'd damn well fingered herself reading it! She knew it could have only been cast by Shining Armor; the cutie mark was proof of that!

"About time." Cadance whispered to herself as Silver Shield came with an ear-splitting scream. As the Royal Guard's woman finally came down from her lustful experience, she collapsed in exhaustion. She spent the next five minutes collapsed, simply content to rest in the ecstasy of what she'd experienced. Cadance had no doubt that if she could, Silver Shield would rest in this position forever, but alas, there was no avoiding reality forever.

So it was with a heavy heart that she cast a quick cleaning spell on her body, washing away any trace of Shining Armor’s cum. But Silver Shield was delighted to find (and so was Cadance) that she was completely unable to remove either the collar around her neck nor could it change her cutie mark to normal.

“Okay, calm down, Silver Shield. Sure, you’ve just had the most mind-blowing sex in your life, and sure, Shining Armor’s finally fucked you… but reality has to come first. Remember, he’s married, and he’s a prince and a father, so you can’t do that again. You—you need to hide this—" She starts tracing along her collar. "— and your cutie mark, before anypony sees you. And…and…”

Silver Shield trailed off because Cadance had entered the room. She didn’t say a word, simply leaning against the side of the door, a coy smile on her lips. Silver Shield quickly realized that she had overheard everything she said. “Princess Cadance! I-I don’t know what you heard. I-I was just thinking aloud. N-not being serious or—"

“About time.” Cadance muttered quietly, but her words silenced the room as if she had cast a silencing charm. Silver Shield might have suspected Cadance’s lewder side, but it was another thing to see it in person. Cadance glided into the room like an angel, the door locking behind her. “I was wondering when my sweet husband of mine would start spreading his oats, as it were.”

"Princess, I don’t understand.” Silver Shield said, her voice weak and confused. Eyes darting around as if looking for an escape.

"Oh, I think you do. You might not have always believed them; you may have had doubts or second guesses, but I’m all too aware of the rumors. Of the whispers among the staff. They wonder why I dress the maids in such slutty, revealing outfits, why I hire only the bustiest mares to be the guards, and why I commission armor to be as revealing as possible." Cadance whispered, her eyes roaming up and down Silver Shield's busty form. "It reminds me, the armor is due an upgrade, don't you think? It could show so much more of our fine guard's... assets."

Silver Shield was blushing; she was also gushing between her legs. Smiling like a wolf, Cadance continued on. "I've heard that ponies suspect such sinful, lewd agendas are going through my mind. But I want to assure you that they are all equally false."

Silver Shield gaped. "False?" She asked, barely believing the words.

"Of course, my dear, they are all so modest. Each one is underestimating the true lengths of my lewd mind. All of them are so terribly tame; none realize that I am willing to go so much further than any of their mundane, mortal fantasies—that I would cross lines they would not even dare to imagine exist. They can't imagine what's really going on in my lewd mind." Cadance confessed, delighted to finally have the chance to reveal the truth. Countless hours she had spent scheming behind the scenes, and now she could finally confess the truth and admit to the true lengths of her genius. She was almost starting to understand why villains gloat; the hard work behind the scenes became ever so exhausting when you didn't have anyone to share it with.

"How long?" Silver Shield asked, voice trembling. Both with lust and fear, Cadance simply shrugged. Long before we were married. Before the Crystal Empire returned, when Celestia told me that I would inherit the kingdom of the Crystal Empire."

She chuckled, on the surface a quiet and gentle laugh, but one that held such wickedness beneath the surface. "Oh, since that day I knew that I would have such an opportunity to transform this kingdom into a whore palace; I threw myself into my research, learning everything about its people, customs, and laws. Everything that a good princess should, of course.”

But Silver Shield didn’t believe for a second that Cadance’s intentions were pure; the tone in the princess's voice made it more than clear that she had more sinister ideas in mind. Cadance noticed her disbelief as well, since she quickly dropped the facade. “Of course it was so that I could modify them, use them, and weaponize them. Create certain loopholes for my master and me to help reform this kingdom into a much more exciting paradise for him.”

Cadence remembered the long hours she’d spent at her mistress's order pouring over the laws. She’d wanted to know how to twist them to her own ends. Things like regulating clothing so that every slut had their features on full display, making sure sexual slavery was allowed under specific circumstances. Specific circumstances that could be interpreted in just a way to be much broader, enough that she could enslave any woman she pleased from a certain point of view.

Silver Shield's face knotted together, brows furrowed as she seemed to be putting things together. Cadance had to give her credit for putting things together so very quickly. "You're thinking of the laws and the loopholes I snuck in, aren't you? But you should know that I did far more than you realize. You ever wonder why submission fantasies are so common in this empire?"

Silver Shield's eyes widened, head cocking as she nodded. It had to be a question that she had been wrestling with; Cadance knew she wasn't the only one. All the mares in the Crystal Empire had found themselves craving more and more the dominance of a dominant stallion master, one who looked more and more like her husband in their dreams. Fantasies that hadn't been present in the past, from before they'd been frozen by the evil King Sombra. Cadance chuckled with a lewd pride as she saw the realization dawn on Silver Shield's face.

"What did you do?"

Her gasp was hardly louder than a whisper, something that Cadance took great satisfaction in hearing. "I corrupted the Crystal Heart the very night that Spike returned it to our empire. As soon as Sombra was banished from our empire and our ponies slept, I snuck down to the Crystal Empire. With my own tainted fantasies of submitting to my dear husband, of helping him conquer and fuck every mare in the Empire and both becoming his **** and making others serve him. Soon those fantasies rippled outward, seeds of corruption carried on the Crystal Heart's tainted magic. Oh, not enough to change a pony's soul, but their dreams became ever more exciting."

Cadance had been prowling towards Silver Shield as she said this; with every step she took, the smirk on her face grew wider and wider. "Of course even I'm surprised by how quickly those seeds took root. Almost as if I weren't the only one thinking of such lewd fantasies. Certainly, I may have sown the seeds myself, but they have found rich, fertile soil in the lewd, perverted minds of my subjects. Yours, it seemed, was particularly fertile."

Silver Shield's face was turning more and more white. But fear wasn't the only emotion etching across her face; faint traces of red also found their way across her fur, and it seemed her libido had not been entirely exhausted by Shining Armor just yet. Cadance smirked ever wider, relishing this moment. “But of course, my dear Silver Shield, this is only the beginning.”

“Beginning?” She asked; she looked upon Cadance now like she was some kind of demon. Her virtuous reputation was proven to be an utter fabrication before her, and now she was cornered both by Cadance’s power and her allure.

Cadance nodded, grinning as she approached. “But you don’t need to be afraid; I can tell that you would fit in fine in the world I’m creating. It’s all clear in your special talent.”

Cadance’s hand started trailing against Silver Shield’s flank, her fingers tracing the chain around the shield. The implication was hanging clear in the air. “You know, my dear husband has always served as a brilliant and skilled captain of the Crystal Guard, my dear Silver Shield, but I’m hoping that very soon he’ll find himself with other duties.”

Cadance paused, her nipples growing more and more erect as she thought about the power he would soon wield. “After all, a king needs his captains, and a conquering stud needs his loyal advisors. Advisors who are open to giving not only their wisdom but their bodies as well.”

Cadance could see the gears in Silver Shield’s head moving; she was making progress. She was starting to come around, if she hadn’t already. “How would you, dear, like to be captain of the Crystal Guards? Once my husband has ascended to become King of the Crystal Empire?”

Silver Shield’s eyes widened. The shock must have been immense; it would certainly be a surprise. She'd probably been fretting about Cadance unleashing hell upon her for sleeping with her husband. Unleashing a storm of anger, jealousy, and betrayal against the poor Royal Guard, not expecting a promotion of all things. But Cadance was above petty jealousy and envy; she loved Shining Armor with every fiber of her heart. Why should she get annoyed when he fucked a few other mares if it made him happy?

"Captain of the Crystal Guard?" Silver Shield gasped; this might have been a dream job for her. Even with Shining Armour's improvements, her cutie mark still showed a shield befitting a royal guardsmare. Cadance could imagine a childhood filled with dreams of noble knights and heroic soldiers, of one day being the greatest of them all. She must never have expected to get that position by fucking the husband of a princess.

"Of course, my dear," Cadance purred, her hand moving from Silver Shield's cutie mark to under her skirt. She was pleased to find it was already dripping wet. "After all, we need a strong, noble pony to protect our kingdom, but we also need a perverted, dominant slut to keep the guards in line. To keep them obedient, loyal, and ready to serve."

Cadance's middle finger pushed into Silver Shield's cunt. It was tight, but she was able to push in easily, Silver Shield's breath giving a sharp hiss as she did so. "And just so you are fully prepared, I'll give you a short training session right now. A taste of what my mistress taught me: first, you kneel."

Silver Shield remained standing, not out of disobedience but from simple shock. Her body was slow to process what was happening, unable to comprehend what a strange twist of fate her life had taken. Cadance sighed; it seemed punishment was in order. With her magic she summoned a long whip of pulsing purple magic. She swung it through the air, the loud sound of the whip cracking echoing through the sky. "I SAID KNEEL!"

It seemed to snap some agency into Silver Shield; soon she was rushing to kneel in front of her princess. Her eyes were wide with both fear and lust as she looked up at the princess towering over her. With a wave of her hands, Cadance's outfit began to change. Her regal dress, designed to inspire admiration, respect, and prosperity, changed to that of a wicked dominatrix. With sharp spiked bracelets, fishnet stockings, sinister spiked heels, and a leotard that showed enough chest that you could see down to her navel. "Your first lesson, my dear Silver Shield. Will be oaths; they may be simple words on paper, but they serve as so much more. They are laws that her heart must be bound to and missions that we must devote our entire lives to.

Cadance shuddered as she repeated this speech, remembering how her mistress had once relayed these words to her. Her training hadn't been easy, but any memory of them still brought a shudder to her spine and a smile to her face. "You will not just learn these oaths but make them your life mission. You will recite them to Shining Armor when you pledge yourself to him and whenever he should ask you to recite them, which may be as often or rare as he likes. Every time you go to bed, you will recite these oaths before you sleep, helping to sear them into your **** mind as you rest, and hopefully they will spill into your subconscious. Am I understood?"

"I understand Princess."

"Excellent." Cadance placed her heel on her shoulder, pressing her weight down on Silver Shield. A symbol of her power over her. "Repeat after me: I, Silver Shield, will pledge myself to my Lord and Master Shining Armor. My master will be the supreme focus of my duties and my purpose. With every breath I take I will consider his needs and how best to serve him. Every day I will groom myself to make sure my every cell is as fuckable and desirable for my master. I will forever put his idle needs before everything else, including my own life. He is my master, my king, my life."

It was the same oath that Cadance had secretly sworn to herself every night before bed ever since her mistress had taught it to her. Cadance must have repeated it over a thousand times by now, but every time still brought a shiver to her spine. As if with every time she spoke the words, she was binding her heart once again to her true purpose. Everything else, her duties as a princess, her motherhood to Flurry Heart, and her sisterhood to Twilight paled compared to this purpose. They were a façade; this was her true self.

"I, Silver Shield, will pledge myself to my Lord and Master Shining Armor. My master will be the supreme focus of my duties and my purpose. With every breath I take I will consider his needs and how best to serve him. Every day I will groom myself to make sure my every cell is as fuckable and desirable for my master. I will forever put his idle needs before everything else, including my own life. He is my Master, my King, my life."

Every word escaping Silver Shield's lips was like a rapturous prayer; she was shivering with every word she was speaking. Like her entire body was responding to those words and reshaping itself into her new purpose.

Cadance chuckled, her smile like that of a dark angel. “That’s a good girl; now for your first lesson. Hand and knees.”

“Mistress?” Silver Shield asked, head turning in confusion. “I don’t understand—EPP!"

Magic struck out from Cadance’s horn, striking Silver Shield’s cutie mark like the crack of a whip. “Your mistress ordered you on your hands and knees! It is not your place to question why, only to obey.”

“I-I’m sorry, Mistress.” Silver Shield gasped, frantically falling to her knees. Cadance decided to take the opportunity to sit on her back, her godly ass falling neatly into the curve of Silver Shield’s spine.

“As you should be, but I will forgive you this time.” Cadance said, a hand making small circles on her ass cheeks. “This is your first lesson after all; you had not known of the hierarchy.”

“Hierarchy? Mistress?” Silver Shield asked; she looked so cute. So anxious and yet so aroused. Cadance allowed her domineering sneer to drop into a comforting, almost motherly, smile.

“Yes, my dear Silver Shield, hierarchy. I have plans for my husband, Master; I would never for an instant consider him content with just a handful of slaves.” Cadance let out a haughty laugh at the thought. “No, my plans are far larger. Mark my words, I will not rest until my husband rules over the cunts of hundreds, perhaps thousands! Such a group would require…discipline. Don’t you think?”

Silver Shield didn’t answer, seemingly too afraid of responding. Nevertheless, Cadance’s eyes were burning with a dark fanaticism. She’d thought long and hard about this, and for years she’d kept it bottled up. A bumbling liquid of lust that had been ready to boil over for a long time now. Now, since Umbra’s little intrusion, she finally had the opportunity, and now she had the chance to share her dark plans with Silver Shield.

“Yes, some ponies in Master Shining Armor’s harem will simply have more power than others. A good master knows how to delegate after all, and with that authority comes certain privileges. At the top will be my master, of course; just below him will be my mistress. The one who’s architected this entire enterprise, the wonderful woman who made me see the light.”

Cadance’s eyes glossed over, nostalgia filling her heart as she remembered her own training. She’d been so naive back then, believing nonsense about true love between two equals. Her mistress had been able to correct that, breaking down her resistance and awakening the whore within.

Cadance shook her head, very nearly falling back into those pleasant memories. She had to remind herself to focus on her current task. To ensure that there were many new good memories to make so long as she played her part.

“Below my mistress things may become more prone to change. Perhaps dear Umbra will take that place. The position of our master's right hand, or perhaps harem queen, in our empire. She would make a good harem queen." Cadance mused, her voice almost sing-song in nature.

Once again her thoughts drifted back to the bedroom, where Umbra had found her secret. Discovered her journal and confronted her. Cadance still didn’t know why Umbra had decided to do what she had done next, but she was quite glad for it.

“Or perhaps if our master wills it, then I will take the place as his right hand. Be the one tasked with keeping his legions of sex legions in line. Keeping them wet, keeping them disciplined and skilled. Finding the disobedient sluts and disciplining them.” Cadance said with a shudder.

But while that task would have enticed her to no end, it wasn’t her favorite. She wanted to be a **** to both Umbra and Shining Armor as well. It was the ultimate irony, the thought of herself, the princess of love, debasing herself before her kingdom’s arch-nemesis. The thrill, the taboo, the scandal—it made her pussy throb.

“But that will be for our master to decide and not important for you. You are to be a lesser ****, at the bottom ranks of our master's legions. And because of that, you will find that having the right to walk will be earned; until then, you will crawl.”

Silver Shield was quivering, her eyes drifting back to her mistress sitting on her. Her voice seemed to be caught in her throat, gulping deeply. She was quivering with lust, and her breath hitched as she felt her pussy intruded by two of Cadance’s fingers.

“You understand, of course?” Cadance asked, her voice dripping with false sweetness. Her sharp fingernails digging deep into Silver Shield’s leaking pussy as if she were digging for gold. They were long, dexterous fingers, with long painted nails, and Cadance knew how to use them.

“Yes, my princess. I live to serve the hierarchy. I will not walk again without the permission of my superiors. You have my word.” She promised, shivering as she did so. Cadance rewarded her with a ruffle of her hair, as if Silver Shield were just a filly.

“Good girl, cum.” Cadance punctuated her order by releasing her spell holding back Silver Shield’s orgasm. It was a quick, intense orgasm because Cadance hadn’t kept her on edge for any long period of time. She was in a hurry after all.

Cadance leapt to her feet with a spring to her step and turned on her heel with an almost girly-like energy. “You may stand now.”

“Thank you, Mistress.”

“Now.” Cadance said, her voice sharp as her eyes roamed across Silver Shield’s body. She wondered if she should summon Rarity for this task; her brilliant fashionista mind was always a great source for fashion tips, but Cadance wasn’t a slouch when it came to the business of fashion either.

Her horn lit up, and wisps of light, like threads of fabric, circled around Silver Shield’s naked body. Cadance looked upon it as her canvas from which she would paint her new masterpiece. She took particular note of Silver Shield's G-cup tits, each shimmering like the crystals of the Empire. Her hourglass body was a treasure in sensuous curves, a perfect combination of muscle and flesh. Rising and falling with every heavy breath she took, Cadance could almost see her heart thundering in her chest.

"I-is there something you wish me to do, Mistress?" Silver Shield asked nervously. Her voice was trembling with both lust and anticipation; every second that Cadance waited was another agonizing moment of trepidation for her. Something that Cadance simply loved to do was keep them in suspense, guessing as to what their fate would be.

"There's a change coming to the Crystal Empire. Soon my husband will accept his place as the iron-dicked lord over all its women and mares, and all women will be expected to serve him." Cadance answered after she had milked her moment of hesitation for all it was worth. "And with the veil about to be lifted, there will be no more need for subtlety. As such, changes are in order."

Cadance snapped her fingers; for pure dramatic effect, the threads of magic started to spin on their own. Forming new sheets of fabric out of thin air as they wrapped across Silver Shield's body. A new outfit was being spun right on top of Silver Shield's body, as if she were a mannequin. If Cadance were not intending to copy this design for every guard mare in the Crystal Empire, perhaps she could have made it so the outfit had no zipper or buttons and no way to be removed. Alas...

"Mistress?" Silver Shield asked, confused eyes looking at the threads as if they were daggers at her heart.

"It's time for a refit, don't you think?" Cadance purred as the threads began to spin. Her mind's eye saw it clearly now; she didn't want armor in her master's paradise for any of the Crystal Guard. It wasn’t necessary; between herself and Umbra, the Empire would be forever safe from any outside threat. So instead she had only one thought in mind for their new armor.

Sex appeal.

Where once there had at least been a loin cloth, Cadance replaced it with a codpiece. Where once there had been a chest plate—albeit one with a cleavage cutout from her navel to her neck—she now replaced it with nothing but two crystal gemstones on top of her nipples and the fabric connecting them. Her nipples and areola are still visible, albeit blurred, as if looking through a shower window. The only true pieces of armor she wore were a pair of bracelets on her arms and legs. To top it all off, Cadance granted her a blue cape the same shade as Shining Armor's eyes with an elegant golden trim to denote her place as the captain of the crystal guards.

“There we are. I’m sure you and your fellow guardsmares will find this outfit quite…stimulating.” Cadance purred, her words like poisoned honey as Silver Shield gawked at her new outfit. “And of course your fellow Guardstallions will absolutely adore it.”

“It’s… wonderful Mistress. I’m sure our Master will adore it, it’s just in a fight…” Silver Shield trailed off, trying to find the proper words to point out the impracticality of the outfit.

Cadance shook her head. “No need to worry, my pet. It’s enchanted. But even if it weren’t, as a **** you must understand that your safety and life are terribly less valuable than our master’s whims and pleasures.”

The words would have been horrifying had they not been said to Silver Shield. Instead, she shivered; the very thought of what place she had in this twisted yet beautiful society was sending her close to the edge.

“Of course, my mistress."

“Now make yourself scarce, dear; I myself have a lunch date, and I intend to bring a guest.”