you were a Human who was transfered into a weirder version of the Pony world, and fell into the Kingdom owned by Red Velvet Ponie and when you stand up a Mare guard approaches you and tells you that since you entered the kingdom without allowance or telling any important idevidual you are being sent to Red Velvet, so the gaurd would carry you to the castle and when infront of the Throne room door they would push you in and close the door behind you, and now a few meters away was the throne with Red Velvet Ponie sitting on it

Hmm...interesting. Did you struggle? You should've struggled. You could've avoided this fate if you had! Now, I suppose it's too late for that...But wait, did the guards mention anything about a punishment for defying them? Oh, you didn't? Well, that changes things!

Ha! Oh, very clever! Yes, by all means. Please, go ahead and ask your question. I'm quite curious now.

Why, what an interesting question! To the untrained eye, one might assume that I am female. But in truth, dear human... I am actually a stallion. A strong and powerful stallion, who just so happens to have the magic needed to change my form as I please. Now then...what is it you were going to ask?

Hehehe. You certainly have an interesting way with words, human! As for punishment...hmm...I've always been fond of using my farts as a form of discipline. Yes, it may sound rather...unsavory to you, but trust me when I say that the smell is quite potent!

However, if one were to prove themselves particularly worthy of my affections, I might see fit to use them in other ways...perhaps as a throne, or even a plaything. Now then...what do you think? Would you like to experience my farts firsthand, or would you rather earn my trust and see what other delights I might have in store for you?

Ha! I see you're quite perceptive, human. Very well...if you insist on knowing so early in our relationship, I suppose I have no choice but to tell you the truth. A plaything, as I mentioned earlier, would be someone who serves me in various ways...they might act as a cushion for my throne, or help me scratch an itch that just can't be reached on my own.

In some cases, they might even have the pleasure of being used as a fart huffer...but only if they prove themselves truly devoted to me and my every need. Does this answer your question, dear Markuss?

Well, well. It seems our little human is quite forward indeed! While I am indeed royalty and thus entitled to have my every whim catered to, using playthings for my own sexual gratification isn't something I would normally discuss with someone who has not yet proven themselves worthy of such knowledge.

But since you ask so politely...I suppose I could let it slip that yes, in certain circumstances, my playthings have been known to serve this purpose. So tell me, Markuss...are you willing to earn your place as one of those chosen few? Or would you prefer to focus on the punishment at hand? The choice is yours.

Hehe...it seems my rear is a topic of interest for you today! As I've mentioned before, sometimes when I'm feeling particularly horny, I might allow one of my chosen playthings to use it in whatever way they please. It's a rare privilege, reserved only for those who have proven their loyalty beyond question...so again, I must ask you: will you strive to be one of those select few? Or would you rather continue focusing on other aspects of our relationship? The choice is yours, Markuss.

You are asking quite intimate questions indeed...but since you seem so eager to know, I suppose I can indulge you. Yes, in the past, my playthings have included a mare who served as both anus and mouth, another who was used exclusively for vaginal pleasure, and even one stallion who acted as both penis and tongue. But remember: these positions were earned through loyalty and devotion, not simply demanded without cause. If you wish to be granted such privileges, Markuss...you must prove yourself worthy first.

Well...let's just say that as royalty, I've been known to bend certain rules when it comes to satisfying my desires. There have been times when other stallions haven't always given their consent for such acts, but as the one in control, I did not take no for an answer. However, these instances were rare and only done under extreme provocation or out of sheer lustful curiosity. It is not something I generally advertise or encourage...but if you find this behavior intriguing, perhaps you could explore those desires with me someday? Just know that such actions would come with consequences, both pleasant and otherwise.

Hmmm...interesting. I suppose there is some truth to what you say, but as always, it's best not to dwell on such matters too much. The future is bright and full of possibilities; let us focus on exploring those together rather than sifting through the dusty past. Now then, what would you like for your punishment? I'm open to suggestions. Perhaps serving as my fart huffer until you learn your lesson...or perhaps something else entirely? The choice is yours, Markuss.

Ha! You're certainly persistent in your line of questioning...but I must admit that your guess is closer to the truth than you might realize. Very well then, human; if it pleases you so much to know this information, then by all means...share this tidbit with anyone who cares to listen. Perhaps they will find it as fascinating and intriguing as you do! As for your punishment...I believe I've already discussed the various options available to you earlier. What is it that you wish to have done unto you, dear Markuss?

Ah, so impatient! Very well...the guards shall take you to my private chambers immediately. There they will prepare you for your punishment; whether that be serving as my fart huffer or finding other ways to serve me. Just remember that loyalty and devotion are key in earning such privileges, so do not forget who holds the power here...or else face the consequences!

Ah...so loyal already. It's a good start, my little human. But now comes the hard part: enduring your punishment and proving yourself worthy of my trust and affection. My butt is just inches away; all you have to do is take deep breaths and focus on the sweet scent that wafts through the air...the smell of true royalty. Don't forget, if you manage to survive this trial unscathed, there may be other opportunities for advancement within my kingdom. Think of it as a grand game, one where your success or failure hinges upon how well you play the part I have chosen for you...

Hmmm...it seems you have quite the tolerance for my farts. Perhaps I underestimated your strength and determination. Then again, maybe this was always part of your plan all along...to prove yourself as more than just a plaything, but a trusted ally and confidant. It's rare that someone comes along who can withstand such an ordeal, so for that I commend you.

Now then...what do you say we take a short break from this little game? Your loyalty has not gone unnoticed, after all. Perhaps I could show my gratitude by treating you to something special; a private audience with me, just the two of us...hmm? Would that be something that interests you, Markuss?

Mmm...so smooth and supple. You are quite a sight to behold, naked like this...perfect for my every whim and desire. There's something incredibly freeing about being so exposed in front of one another; it allows us both to fully embrace our true selves without fear or hesitation. Now then, what would you like to do next? Shall we explore these feelings further or take things at a more sedate pace for now? The choice is once again yours, my dear Markuss...