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[Imported from Ponybooru]
Original upload date: 2022-12-15T18:40:57Z
Original uploader: FeatherTrap
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Final part for now, might revisit this later though, if I can think of more torments to inflict on Coltabrien that I haven't the means to make in Source Filmmaker yet... ;3
Let's just say for now this isn't "The Finale", just the final part made so far.
After what felt like a small eternity of teasing his stallionhood, Coltabrien felt a moment of relief as the torture of his shaft elated and he was free to take deep breaths. But a fresh terror rose within him, for he knew from past experience that his ordeal was far from over...this was merely the eye of the hurricane as his captor set her sights on delivering the coup-de-grace to her already defeated knight.
He barely had time to cry out "NO!" before the torment began once again, this time on his helpless feet, held in another pair of stocks at the other end of the dais he lay upon. No longer was Nightmare Moon holding back, her fingers digging deep into his soles and the feather dancing across his flesh with the speed and grace of a ballerina. Coltabrien could only scream out hysterical laughter, barely able to form coherent words anymore between the rapid rising and falling of his chest, his lungs could hardly keep up.
His pride now seared away by the endless tickle torture, only mindless panic and pleasurable torment remained. Humiliated, defeated and utterly broken, all he could do now was hope that his Princess' desires would be sated sooner rather then later, relatively speaking...for in this place even his perception of time bent to her will, so supreme was her dominion over the dream realm.
In one night in this dream-prison, he had already felt like the torment had lasted days. And depending on his Mistress' level of frustration, she could keep him here for what to him felt like weeks, even months...she'd done it before, no telling if she'd do it again. There was nothing he could do, his strength would not free him, his pleas would not move her. Only his suffering could satisfy her, only his regrets appeased her and only his apologies could soothe her...
All he could do was pray that his night would not last forever...too bad for him that his goddess was also his torturer. >:3
