Granite awoke some hours later, the blanket having been mostly kicked off as the heater warmed the room once again. But that really wasn't what was on his mind, instead, that honor was held by his painfully erect cock, already smearing pre all over his chest. he looked down, and gave a little whimper at what he saw. Firebrand as nuzzling against his cock, one of her hooves holding it to her like one would a stuffed animal. A tickling breath along his nuts revealed where Sprite had migrated during her sleep, the teenager sleeping soundly with her muzzle buried in his balls. He watched in fear as Firebrand's eyes blearily blinked open, locking onto the cock in front of her as a predatory grin spread across her features.
"Hello beautiful," she said with a chuckle, nuzzling the flared head. "I've been wanting to get this close to you all night." The mare let out an appreciative purr, extending her tongue to lap at the feast of pre running from the Granite's shaft.
Granite whimpered, knowing he should be telling her to stop, but simply not being able to bring himself too. His body seemed to be on fire, filled to the brim with pure, unadulterated arousal. He bit his tongue, trying not to let out a moan as Firebrand dragged her tongue around his cock over and over again, the lithe muscle sending lances of pleasure up his spine.
"What a way to wake up," Sprites voice suddenly said from his crotch, the mare immediately inhaling deeply as she nuzzled one of his heavy balls. "Do you have any idea how good you smell?" she asked, giving him another healthy sniff. "I could smell these balls from a mile away. So big, so masculine… it just makes me want to taste them."
This time, Granite couldn't hold back a moan, the sound filling the empty room as Sprite gave his testes a single, long lick, leaving a sticky trail of saliva behind. The pegasus let out a worshipful groan, immediately extending her tongue to get more of his addicting taste. He felt the other mares stir against him.
"Granite," Sally said from next to him, reaching a hoof over him and pulling his face hers.
The stallion whimpered, giving her a pleading look. He shuffled around as Emerald added her own tongue to his shaft, both her and Firebrand now dragging their tongues up and down his entire length. Each of them would gently suckle the head for a bit, drawing out some of his pre before returning to the base.
"Look at me Granite," Sally ordered, locking her eyes to the stallion's. "Don't fight this okay? We're doing this for you, you're not forcing us into anything."
On his other side, Wisp began to pepper his face with quick, affectionate kisses. "We want this as much as you do," she murmured into his ear, giving the appendage a small nibble. Granite wriggled, but the five mares were easily able to hold him still.
Sally leaned in, kissing the stallion before he could think to stop her. It didn't take her long to coax the stallion into returning it, the feel of her lips against his too perfect to resist. Granite kissed her almost mindlessly, following her cues, but most of his mind was dealing with the three mouths in his crotch, still lavishing him with attention. Wisp muttering encouraging murmurs in his ear the whole time, continuing to plant kiss after kiss on the stallion's face. After a while, Sally pulled back, Granite now looking much less panicky. She gave him a gentle smile, affectionately tracing his jawline with a hoof before turning his head to look at the three mares still buried in his crotch.
"Look at them, they love doing this for and to you. We all do,' Sally said, looking down at her troop mates with proud smiles.
Granite looked silently down at them, each of the mare' looking up at him as they continued their chosen tasks, even if Sprite was mostly hidden by his titanic shaft. It was true, each of their eyes were full of happiness, and dare he say it, worship. It was clear that they were happy exactly where they were, giving him the attention he deserved. Granite swallowed thickly, feeling the final shreds of his resistance start to crumble. The mare's didn't pause in their ministrations, licking and suckling even as they looked up at him.
With a final groan, his resolve shattered, the tension falling from his body as he wrapped a hoof around Wisp and pulling her into a deep kiss. The mare let out a squeak, her wings blimping outwards, but soon let out an indulgent moan as she pressed deeper, happily slipping her tongue into the stallion's mouth. She out an appreciative moan as Granite's hoof trailed down her back, drawing little circles in her fur, only to let out another squeak as his hoof grabbed ahold of her plot, giving the supple flesh an indulgent squeeze. Granite shamelessly groped Wisp's plot, the glorious mounds molding around his hooves. It truly felt as amazing as it looked. Chasing her tongue back into her mouth, Granite slipped his hoof under the mare's panties, continuing to squeeze the soft flesh.
Sally looked at the kissing pair with a small amount of surprise, she hadn't expected him to start kissing Wisp stupid like he did. Already the pegasus' wings were extending upwards, her tail flicking side to side as her arousal skyrocketed. She looked down, the others having matching grins on their faces. "Hey Emerald," Sally said thoughtfully. "Think you can show Granite here your uhh… 'special talent'?"
Emerald leaned back, looking down at the cock she was just licking with a small amount of trepidation."Umm… I don't know," she said hesitantly. "I've never tried taking a cock this big before."
Sally gave her a smile. "Well, don't you think our savior here deserves an attempt?"
Emerald returned the smile with one of her own. "I think he does."
Now smirking, Sally nudged Wisp, leaning in to whisper what was about to happen in her ear. Wisp broke the kiss with Granite, the stallion not really understanding what was happening. Giving the stallion one last peck on the lips before turning his head downwards, where Emerald was settling herself in between his legs. Firebrand shifted as well, lavishing his right ball with her tongue as Sprite handled his right, both mares worshipping is hanging sack.
Emerald saw her looking at him and nervously blushed, reaching a hoof to his rock-hard cock. She lifted it upwards, having to adjust her position to make sure her mouth could reach the head. Granite swallowed thickly as the petite mare leaned forward, her mouth stretching wide as she wrapped her lips around the flaring head.
It wasn't easy, and a visible amount of effort was on the petite mare's face as she struggled to fit his cockhead into her mouth. For a while, Granite didn't think it would fit, but eventually Emerald managed to stretch wide enough for the flare to pop past her lips. Granite moaned as the damp heat of her mouth surrounded him, her tongue lashing every inch of his shaft it could. She gently bobbed up and down, working his member into her mouth an inch at a time. Granite writhed as more and more of his cock was sucked into her mouth, never having received pleasure like this before.
When Granite felt the flare of his cock bump up against the entrance to her throat he thought she was done, but instead Emerald took a deep breath, readjusted herself, and plunged downwards, moaning as the flare popped into her throat. Granite's mouth dropped open in shock, not believing what he was seeing, nor feeling. Tiny, petite Emerald had managed to swallow his flare, the massive object bulging her neck out obscenely.
"Thats our Emerald," Sally said. "She doesn't have a gag reflex, and has gotten some tips on how to breath with a dick down her throat. So all in all, she's our little deepthroat champion."
Granite didn't respond, too busy staring at the teenger bobbing up and down on his dick. Emerald was slowly working more of his shaft down her throat. She looked upwards, her eyes capturing Granite's as she ran her tongue over the bottom of his cock. They were full of adoration and happiness, showing just how much she enjoyed what she was doing. Granite reached a hoof down and began to affectionately pet the mare, trying to show his appreciation for what she was doing. Emerald apparently got the message, a smile tugging at her cock-spread lips as she redoubled her efforts.
Down and down she went, her throat rippling around Granite's shaft, unconsciously trying to milk him for his cum, until her lips pressed up against the next great obstacle: his medial ring. Her nostrils flaring, Granite watched as she closed her eyes, mentally preparing herself to conquer this hurdle. After a few seconds she opened her eyes, determination filling her gaze as she planted her hooves and pushed herself forwards, slipping the medial ring into her mouth with an audible pop. Both her and Granite moaned together, both of them overcome by the sheer sensation of the act. The vibrations traveled up his shaft, sending him even higher up the peaks of ecstasy.
Granite couldn't believe what he was seeing as Emerald's mouth continued to descend. Her throat was bulging outwards, a visible marker of her progress. Never would he have thought that he would meet a mare who would be able to take even half of him, hell, even taking the head was an accomplishment in itself. But now, sweet, little Emerald was proving just how lucky of a stallion he ended up being.
The next segment of his cock proved a much slower process, but still Emeralds progress was unstoppable. her saliva was spilling from her mouth, running down the remainder of his length and covering his crotch in a thick helping of it. Eventually however, his medial ring was poised at her throat, its girth proving too much for Emerald to handle by herself. She looked up again, her eyes asking him a question that he couldn't understand.
"She needs your help for this last bit," Sally said.
"How?" Granite asked, his voice hoarse.
"LIke this," Wisp said, grabbing one of his hooves and placing it on the back of Emerald's head, Sally swiftly following suit with his other.
He looked down at Emerald, not believing what they were asking him to do. The unicorn locked eyes with him, giving him what little of a nod she could with over a foot and a half of cockmeat buried in her throat. Granite gulped, but readjusted his grip as he gave her a nod back. An unspoken cue passed between them, and Granite yanked down just as Emerald opened her throat was wide as she could.
Emerald plunged downwards the last several inches, her muzzle slapping into Granite's crotch with an audible impact. Immediately Emerald's nostrils flared, a muffled scream escaping from her throat as her eyes rolled back in her head. Granite's eyes opened wide in worry, until he heard what Sprite and Firebrand were screaming from his crotch.
"Holy fuck! She's cumming!" Firebrand exclaimed, shock evident in her voice.
"She totally is!" Sprite added. "Her cum is already seeping through her panties, they're already a mess!" A split second later, she leaned upwards, extending her hoof towards Granite's worried face. His eyes crossed slightly as he noticed the distinct shine on it, the heady scent of marecum quickly filling his sensitive nose.
"Thats our girl," Sally said pridefully, affectionately petting the cumming Emerald's head. She was still moaning and writhing, but Emerald still managed to give the earth pony a grateful look.
Granite was once again struck dumb with what he was seeing, only able to groan and writhe as Emerald's throat rippled around his shaft. Her tongue flailing around blindly as she tried to give him as much pleasure as she could. His cock must have been almost in her stomach it was so deep!
When her orgasm finally ended, Emerald pulled back, his cock vacating her throat inch after meaty inch. His flare and medial ring left much easier than they went in, and in only a couple seconds the head popped out of her mouth, the unicorn sucking in great lungfuls of air as she was able to breath easily again. She collapsed downwards, draping herself across Granites chest, trapping his cock inbetween them. Granite looked down at her in awe, still trying to figure out how such a small mare fit his entire cock down her throat, but his thought process was interrupted as the mare lunged forward and pressed her lips to his.
He could taste his cock on the mare's tongue, but didn't care. They kissed slowly, lips and tongues moving in an intimate dance as they explored one another. Emerald brought a hoof to Granite's cheek, pulling herself deeper into him as her tail flicked across his balls and bottom half of his shaft.
"Thank you," Granite said as the kiss broke, looking into the mare's eyes.
"No problem," Emerald giggled back, laying her head on his chest.
"That's sweet," Firebrand suddenly added from his crotch. "But he hasn't cum yet, and I've been waiting for this all night."
Granite gave Emerald a sheepish smile, finding the feeling of the mare laying on him to be entirely pleasant, but he couldn't deny the fact that he was close to cumming when he was buried in her throat, and now the general feeling of frustration at having his orgasm being denied had begun to fill him.
The mare blushed slightly, but rolled off of him. It took quite a bit of effort, but the mares managed to corral him onto the couch, sitting in the middle with Wisp and Sally who took the other two cushions on his sides. The two mares gave him matching smirks as they grabbed his hooves, bringing them to their upturned plot to play with at his leisure. It was then he realized that Sally had slipped her panties back on at some point, but that only served to turn him on more. Emerald, Sprite, and Firebrand sat in between his spread legs, with just enough room for the three of them.
Like a well oiled machine, the five mares brought their lips to his shaft and balls, lavishing him with attention. At that moment, Granite truly felt like a king. Leaning back on his couch with a gaggle of mares servicing him, his hooves full of young, tight butt-flesh, he doubted his life could get any better. He looked down, five sets of eyes looking back at him. A storm of lips, tongues, and hooves pleasing his cock quickly building up his lost steam.
Sally and Wisp were licking suckling the top half of his cock, mirroring each other as they lapped up the rivers of pre running down his length. Their plots were putty in his hooves, both of them eagerly pushing back against his ministrations. Emerald had her muzzle buried in between his balls, lapping at his sheath and running her tongue up and down the bottom of his cock. her tongue seemed to be everywhere, covering his length in a sheen of her saliva as she lapped up what pre Sally and Wisp let past them.Firebrand and Sprite were happily suckling on his balls, the heavy orbs too large for them to fit in their mouths, but certainly not without giving it a good try. So they settled for bathing it in their spit, reveling in the salty taste of the stallion's musk.
Granite was moaning continuously as the girls worshipped his cock, muscles clenching as he thrust upwards into their middle of their hungry mouths. It felt better than he could have dreamed, each of the mare's seemingly knowing exactly what the others were thinking. Their mouths working together in a symphony of bliss.He could feel his balls tightening, a coil of pleasure tightening in his gut that put the one in the shower to shame. He held on for as long as he could, but the aphrodisiac from the cookies, and the divine deepthroating minutes earlier proved too much for him to handle. Knowing what was coming, Wisp and Sally got off the couch, kneeling next to their troop mates in preparation for Granite's inevitable orgasm.
Granite looked down on the five mares, each of them having matching looks of excitement on their faces. They leaned back, Granite following the unspoken cue to wrap his own hoof around his shaft. The mare's opened their mouths wide, extending their tongues in preparation for the load to cum. Burning that image into his long term memory, Granite began to masturbate, his hoof moving in a frenzy of motion as he sent himself over the precipice.
The first rope of cum blasted out of his cock with the force of a firehose, impact against Emerald with almost enough force to sting. The stream of cum lasted a couple seconds, covering most of the mare's face and giving her a healthy mouthful with enough to spare to stain her neck and chest white. Stars exploded in his vision, but still Granite managed the mental faculties to direct his cock at the next mare in line, his second rope proving just as voluminous as the first as he covered Firebrand in her own share of his baby-batter.
Putting his earlier orgasm to shame, Granite sprayed stream after stream of cum onto the eager mares. He continued to pump his cock as he came, making sure to milk every last drop out of his balls he could. Something the mares were eternally grateful for as he showered them with his cum, his over-active nuts, aided by Pinkie's cookies, easily able to give them the frosting they desired. Eventually, his orgasm ended, one satisfied stallion and five thoroughly cum-coated mares behind. For a while they didn't move, letting Granite enjoy the sight of the state he left them in.
Not a single one of them were able to open their eyes, his thick seed pooling over their eye lids in a musky puddle. Their faces were criss-crossed with ropes of his cum, nary an inch of them being left uncovered. Each of them had a mouthful of his seed, their mouths and tongues thoroughly painted white. The excess was dripping down their faces to their chests, some even to the floor.
After a minute or so, in the most erotic display Granite had ever seen, bar none, they closed their mouths, and swallowed thickly. What looked like an egg traveled down each of their throats before they opened up again, extending their tongues to show they had swallowed every last drop. Then the girls all turned to each other and began to clean whoever's face was currently in reach, lapping up his cum with long,eager motions.Granite had no idea how long they did this, but eventually the five looked up at him again, strands of his cum still stubbornly clinging to their faces.
"Wow," he said breathlessly, entirely conscious that his cock hadn't softened in the slightest.
Chuckling, Sally clamored back up onto the couch, straddling Granite as she pressed her panty-covered crotch against his shaft. "You think we're done? Oh no, you have five teenagers to fuck. I doubt you're going to get another wink of sleep tonight."
Granite didn't say anything as Sally lifted herself upwards, pulling her panties to the side to expose her dripping pussy. She lowered herself, nestling his flared cockhead against her nether lips, streams of her nectar already starting to run down the length of his shaft.
It was then that Granite realized that they had planned this all out, the teasing, the seduction, all of it. But it was also equally as clear that the feelings behind this were equally as genuine, so when Sally sat herself down, her nether lips somehow managing to spread wide enough to fit his massive shaft, he really couldn't bring himself to care.
***
The next morning Granite grumbled as he finally finished repacking the girls' wagon. Whoever had done it in the first place didn't do a good job of it. It turned out it had a rather impressive space expansion charm on it, but still the girls had told him that he could take out whatever he needed in order to fit his stuff, but with some simple rearranging he had managed to keep everything they had as well as fit his own luggage. He didn't have much: some pictures, some old sentimental knick-knacks, a couple blankets that he didn't want to leave behind.
Wiping the small amount of sweat off his brow, he turned around and trotted into the living room. Turning around the corner he saw the five mare's in a circle, their manes and tails done up in towels. The rest of their activities last night had left them all quite a bit messier than when they started.
Sadly, his poor shower hadn't been big enough to accommodate all six of them, so they had to shower in pairs instead. Emerald got the honor of washing with him this time. Sadly he didn't get to experience a repeat of her performance last night, but he had happily pumped her tight young pussy full of another creamy load.
When they had woken up this morning, the girls had explained to him that they wanted him to come with them. They were extremely vague as to where "home" was, but strongly hinted that there would be a job waiting for him. One that involved taking care of them. The fact that he would have a chance to be around young, sexy mares didn't impact his final decision to leave at all. Nope. Not in the least.
"Okay girls, I'm all packed up. We can catch the next train out of here if we leave quickly."
"Alright daddy," Sally replied, the mares swiftly getting up and finishing their morning routine.
There they went again, calling him 'daddy'. They had begun doing that as soon as he agreed to go back with them, and he hadn't seen fit to ask them to stop. It was quite nice actually, something he could easily get used to. And so Granite waited patiently as one by one they put their uniforms on, making sure to bend over in his direction as they did so, flicking their tails to the side to reveal their still puffy marehoods. He knew none of them were wearing any panties, those were safely tucked away in his saddle bag as mementos. and maybe masturbatory material if he ever needed it. Which he seriously doubted. Eventually all five mares were standing in a line in front of him, their cute little hats perched on their heads.
"Ready to go?" he asked, looking around the room one last time to make sure he hadn't forgotten anything.
"Mhm," all the girls responded
And with the final check done, Granite pulled open his door for the last time, once again letting the mare's through before him. Once outside, they began to head down the deserted street in a tight group. It took Granite only a few moments to realize they were one short, and after taking a quick headcount he realized that Firebrand was missing. He began t look around worriedly, only for the pegasus to come racing down the street.
"Wait for me!" the mare shouted, coming to a screeching halt as she caught up.
"Where were you?" Granite asked, his heart starting to calm down.
"Sorry, I uhh… had to pee one last time," the mare said, giving him the most innocent smile she could muster.
Granite gave her a flat stare, but didn't say anything else. They had a long journey back to Canterlot, and whatever the feisty pegasus did, it probably wasn't worth thinking about.
***
The train ride itself was fairly forgettable, part of it had been spent sleeping, the rest, and the only parts worth remembering had been spent nestling with one mare or another. His waking moments never alone. The gentle motions of the railway carriage and the touch and scent of one of his fillies. The long ride from Stalliongrad to Trottingham passed by almost too quickly. It was with a strange reluctance that he pulled out the little cart, now nearly empty save for his own luggage, and pulled it sedately behind Sally’s lead through the streets of the little hamlet.
The final three boxes of goods were apparently meant for a particular sweet shop in one of the dingier side streets, and after that… home. Wherever home was. The fillies had been rather vague in answer to that questions whenever he asked. Still it didn’t bother him any more, not really. He trusted them, he was just curious now on where they would be going from here. He supposed he’d find out once this last stop was made.
The cart was unloaded deftly, and stowed in shed next to the candy shoppe. And it occurred to him that their little wagon, so innocent, had no distinguishing markings of any sort. It was purely functional, and gave no hints to the owners origins. He chuckled… more odd secrecy, he mused as he helped carry the last three crates inside. He was carefully slipping the last from his broad shoulders onto the counter when the cheerful shopmare nudged his side gently. “Thank you so much for helping the dears with their deliveries.”
Thinking of them brought a smile to his lips. “It’s not a problem at all ma’am. Though…” he peered around, brows knitting a little in concern. “Where have. those 'little dears' gotten to?”
The shopkeeper gave him an easy smile and gestured over towards the back wall of her shop, where a stairwell descended into a… cellar? Why would they be in her cellar? She just chuckled at his confusion and shooed him towards the stairs as she went about unpacking the goods they had brought. He paused to gather up his saddlebags before heading off to find his fillies.
His hooves clopped over loudly on the wooden floor as he approached the stairs. “Sally? Are you down there?” Something was wrong with this… for some reason his instincts did not like this stairwell. And he couldn’t figure out why. If he didn’t know any better, he’d say he was… afraid of it.
And then the door at the bottom creaked open to show Sally’s face peering up at him, her quick smile unknotting his stomach a little. “Hey Daddy, come on down. We’re almost ready to leave.”
He still found himself blushing when they called him that. And yet… it warmed far more than just his cheeks. And suddenly things felt like they’d be alright again. Taking a last look at the pokey little shop, he clattered carefully down the stairwell and through the door one of his fillies held open… and into the dusty little cellar he would have expected. A single lamp lit the tiny space, and all the fillies were there, the pegasi looking rather naturally ill at ease in the tight space. Emerald was standing apart, staring rather hard at a blank expanse of wall.
He heard the door click gently shut behind him and Sally brushed against his side in passing, giving his neck a soft, almost reassuring nuzzle. “Things may seem a little weird, okay? But we’re all here,” she lingered a moment, snuffling against him softly, before turning back to the little room. “Em, how close are we?” And Granite realized the unicorn's horn was glowing ever so faintly, though he couldn’t tell what she was doing.
“Allllmost… just about th-got it!” Her horn flashed brightly, and the wall rippled into nothing. A perfectly black… nothing took it’s place. An empty void that seemed to devour all light without illuminating anything within. “We’re asked to wait here, we’re not supposed to cross yet. She’s meeting us here," so it was some sort of unicorn door or something, a magic portal of some sort, in a dim little basement, under a nondescript little shop… this sounded more and more like something out of a Prancy Drew novel.
“She?” he asked softly, hooves seeming rooted to the earthen ground just inside the door.
Sally looked back at him, giving him a quiet reassuring smile before turning her attention back to the portal. Emerald coming to lean against her shoulder, and the others had perked up as well. His nervous feeling came back, and he wished the light were brighter, or failing that, to see anything beyond the inky blackness of the portal. Any warning of the expected arrival would be- he could hear hoofsteps. Slow, steady, the sharp staccato sound of hooves on polished stone.
And then a dark red alicorn stepped from the blackness. The almost liquid seeming shadows slithering off her gleaming coat as she moved free of it. Broad, feathered wings spreading as she dropped her haunches and held out a foreleg. “There are my fillies!” she purred happily and laughed as they piled into her waiting embrace. The group hug seemed deep and heartfelt on both sides as Granite remained rooted in place in shock.
Smoky orange eyes turned upon him and he drew breath to.. he didn’t know.. he couldn’t think. But it didn’t really matter, the green field of magic that enveloped him stole away both motion and breath as he was easily lifted and drawn inexorably to the floor a pace or two away from the Alicorn. His eyes widening as he noted further details, slit pupils, teeth! His muscles hauled against the paralysis of her magic in an instinctive attempt to halt his approach… to then feel his hooves settled to the ground once more.
“It’s alright. I’m not going to hurt you,” she cooed softly, smiling even though the sight of her fangs weren’t helping her case. “My little fillies have already told me so much about you, I wanted to meet you personally," she reached out to delicately boop his nose with a very gentle hoof. “I’m going to release you now, and I know you’ll be a reasonable, good little pony, won’t you?”
“I-I…” he could talk, that was good… and swallow nervously.. he needed that. He realized he was no longer encased in the alicorns magic, but was utterly incapable of making his limbs move him away from the hoof still lightly touching his nose. He could only stare at it, trying to figure out what was happening. A soft giggle drew his eyes back to the mare’s face. “I like him, he’s a cutie!”
That got a chorus of giggles from the others, reminding him they were still there. And knowing that somehow helped him relax just a hair. He glanced down into their smiling faces, noting the soft hint of orange in their eyes which hadn’t been there before. “Please forgive me.. I…” he trailed off in blushing confusion.
“.. am trying to figure all this out?” the mare finished his thought for him, earning an embarrassed nod. “Do you know who I am, little pony?” she asked gently, turning a little to display her cutie mark. “Can you give me a name?”
“Princess.. C-cadance?”
“Very good. I know I look a little different now, and I know some of the changes might make you a touch distrustful of my intentions. Well, to be blunt… I spent the last ten years in Tartarus. And that has a lot to do with my new… aesthetic,” the girls giggled again at her choice of words and she took a moment to nuzzle into Firebrand’s mane, an act that made the filly sigh happily in response.
“T-Tar-Tartarus?”
“Mmmhmmmm, and now I’m back. And not alone either… Twilight and the Elements are back as well. We’ve already taken Canterlot from the Nobles, and put them to flight. We’ll be moving to liberate the rest of Equestria soon enough," she grinned down at the fillies who all grinned back as she gave them a fond squeeze. “That’s where my darlings here come in. They’ve been sent out to gather intelligence and get a feel for the smaller villages and towns between Canterlot and the other major city centers. And almost everywhere they’ve been the answer has been the same, oppressed groups of earth ponies with unicorn handlers, a few guards to keep everything in line, and the weariness of slavery. Almost no pegasi left on the ground. Poor conditions and awful practices, and ponies too weak or jaded to do much about it.”
She smiled softly, “The exceptions are rare, but heartening. There’s Ponyville, still stubbornly holding onto its independent government. And then there’s Stalliongrad, a dirty, unkempt little mining town where innocent little fillies shouldn’t walk the streets after dark… and the one good hearted pony who, seeing five helpless fillies out at night, gave them shelter and succor instead of leaving them to the tender mercies of the town.”
Granite hadn’t thought he could blush any harder. “I was just doing what anypony would have.”
“And the fact that you think that at all, gives us all so much hope. Because it means you have faith in your fellow ponies, some might say misguided faith, and I think even you’ll admit there’s a lot of ponies hurt enough, desperate enough, to do bad things now… but it means there’s still the spirit of better times out there," Cadance smiled at him and he couldn’t help but look away, cheeks burning hotly.
Slowly she released her hug on the fillies, letting them sort themselves out into a line next to her. “The portal won’t stay up for much longer, and it’s high time we get back," she gestured to the night black gateway and the fillies began to file towards it, all but Sally who with a questioning look to Cadance, instead approached Granite.
“I wanted to apologize, if you felt we mislead you, or lied to you outright. We had a job to do, and it was our duty to see it through. After what you did, we couldn’t leave you," she leaned up to nuzzle him softly. “Whatever you decide, we’ll understand, but I hope you’ll come stay with us. I-if not… then I wanted you to know how... special our time together was… for all of us,” with that she spun away and headed through the portal at near a dead run. The others giving him wistful smiles or soft winks before following at a more sedate pace.
Cadance watched them go with a gentle smile before turning back to face the stunned earth pony. “Which brings us to you, and your options here. I’ll be honest, we need good ponies with management experience. The filly scouts are young and a little headstrong… they need careful and empathetic leadership, and I’m too busy to provide all they need. That being said, I understand if you’re suspicious of the offer… if you don’t feel you can trust us, then I’ll provide the cost for transport wherever you wish to go now, wherever you’d like to start over.”
“You want me to be your… Scoutmaster?” Granite asked, finding his voice rather gravelly with emotion… Sally’s departure had been… hard. He’d almost tried to grab her and prevent it, and part of him was even now regretting not having done so. She was his and she had been crying, and he wanted nothing more at that moment than to dry those eyes.
Cadance’s eyes lit up at that title. “Yes, exactly. Someone to see to their comfort and their needs. To organize their missions and provide oversight on the intelligence they bring back. I have it on... good authority,” she gestured towards his cutie mark with a grin. “that you possess many skills that would be helpful for this role.”
“You’re… offering me a job… looking after five fillies that banged me senseless less than 24 hours ago..” he restated the gist he was getting, still trying to make it seem real in his mind.
“Oh! No, no no no…” he relaxed a hair as he awaited the return of sanity. “I’m offering you a job looking after the entire troupe of scouts, not just one team. They’ve their own barracks now. And they’re going to look at such a handsome and well mannered stallion and start working out the priority of who gets to ‘bang you senseless’ next,” her response delivered with a playful giggle that did nothing to help his mournful realization that sanity would not be arriving like he thought.
He couldn’t help it… he giggled. Lifting a forehoof to rub at his face. “You understand how nuts this sounds right?”
“They all look absolutely adorable in panties.”
He huffed at that. Sure, go for a newly exposed weakness! “I don’t know what to say…”
“They want you. I want you. What gives you pause in saying yes?”
Granite considered for a moment his mind working overtime. “I assume that saying yes is pretty final. I go with you, this is for the long haul. The starting of an entirely new life… I put my mother on a train to Ponyville. I’ve not heard from her since, and hope she’s alright. I want to find out where she is, how she is, and be able to renew contact. I won’t accept if this isn’t possible.”
As he spoke, Cadance’s smile grew in slow stages. “The fillies warned me that you were both intelligent and cautious. Yes, coming with me is fairly final. But it doesn’t in any way prevent you from gathering information on the status and whereabouts of family. Nor will it prevent you from going to her personally once you know. In fact, for your acceptance, I’d make such information gathering a priority. I’d say you’d have an answer inside a week, which is faster than I’d think it’d take you to track her down on your own.”
Granite took a slow breath. “So, I come with you, I get to utilize this spy network for my own purposes in addition to yours. And when it’s put to use in a way I disagree with?”
“Interesting that you term it a ‘when’ instead of an ‘if’. You anticipate disagreements about how I use my filly scouts?”
“If I agree… they’ll be mine, just as much as yours. I’ve met five of them, and they were in dangerous areas, doing potentially dangerous things. I already realize I can’t keep them safe, not entirely, so what do I do when they are hurt for purposes I don’t see as worth it?”
“Mmmhmmhmmm, you’ve taken this 'daddy' thing to heart, haven’t you?” Cadance murmured in a teasing voice, causing him to catch his breath in surprise. “No, don’t misunderstand me, it’s a good thing, a very very good thing. I want someone who is completely invested in their well being, understanding that they are both fillies who need to be looked after, and soldiers in a very nontraditional sense. I cannot say they will never be put in danger. I can say that I treasure them deeply, and woe to the bastard who harms one hair on their manes. Promising more than that is not something I can do.”
The portal rippled, for the first time making a faint hissing sound before it stabilized. Cadance gave it a glance. “Our time is nearly up. I’m afraid I must ask for your answer.”
So many questions, so many reasons to say no. This was madness, pure and simple. Yet the memory of the twins clinging to his sides, of the feel of all five of them snuggled against him under his blankets. The… the joy he had with them in his life, and the greyness that had been there before. He’d almost forgotten what life was supposed to be like… and despite the oddness of the moment, this was too big a production to be put on just to trick him. What would be gained by going this far, putting on this kind of show, just to put one over on a random earth pony from Stalliongrad. He’d no doubt Cadance could have just dragged him through the portal if she wanted.
His cooperation was needed. He thought of Sally’s parting comments. She hoped he would stay… her hurried departure. It felt genuine… it felt real. Life had felt like a bad dream for years now. This felt honest, and that was something he thought he could live with, whatever the consequences.
“What do I need to do?” he asked, clearing the harshness that had settled upon his voice with a cough. “How can you trust me so freely?”
Cadance only smirked and gestured to the portal. “Step through, and see for yourself that I’m telling the truth. Your fillies are waiting just beyond it for us.”
Willing his hooves not to shake, he walked up to the gateway. Eyes straining to see what she said was behind it, just a glimpse of the fillies… that would have been enough. But there was nothing, not even a hint of a reflection either. It was an impermeable, matte black barrier. Hesitantly he reached out a hoof, only to pass through it without resistance of any sort. It tingled some, but otherwise caused no sensation that anything were there at all.
Please don’t let me be a foalishly trusting idiot… With a final sharp breath and a lurching lunge he all but threw himself through the strange gate, eyes shut tightly, expecting the plunge to result in a drop, or fall, or some other prolonged sensation of strange magic. The immediate impact of his forehooves against polished stone had him almost tripping over himself before he came to a halt. He blinked his eyes open, finding himself in a brightly lit courtyard between soaring towers that were very much the shape and size of Canterlot castle as he’d seen them from the distance.
He had barely registered the new location when a sudden impact to his chest set him back, hoofs scrabbling on smooth polished stone before he sat ungracefully, a sobbing earth pony filly clinging to his chest. “You came… y-you came..” Her broken litany continued even as he wrapped her in a powerful embrace, burying his nose in her mane. Only dimly aware of warm bodies pressing in against him as he comforted his dear Sally.
A shiver of nerves relaxing passing through him as he breathed deeply of her scent, letting it settle his roiling belly. His fillies were here, all was right. He could do anything, and face any challenge so long as that were true. “Of course I did. I am your daddy after all,” he murmured hoarsely against her ear, just making her clutch at him tighter.
“You should have seen her panicking,” Wisp murmured softly, stroking a gentle hoof along the earth ponies shaking neck. “That’s our Sally though, the responsible one and the pessimist. She’d convinced herself you were gonna say no,” the pegasus giving a little giggle, though Granite could see the tears pricking her eyes and the little shudders of her wings that spoke eloquently of her own tension of that moment.
By the time he became aware of a smiling Alicorn gazing down at him and the absence of an inky black portal of ultimate creepiness he had gathered all five of his fillies into his embrace and wasn’t sure he’d ever let them go again. Squeezing his own eyes shut against a telling wetness in the corners he just clung to them as tightly as they were clutching him.
It took gentle persuasion and some teasing threats to break their little huddle. All of the fillies giving him loving kisses and nuzzles before the others herded a still tearily relieved Sally off towards the barracks. Cadance explaining that he would be joining them shortly, they just needed to complete his entrance interview first.
Following the regal Alicorn through the complex, across walkways and through passages teeming with activity… earth ponies, unicorns, pegasi… and several species he couldn’t identify, but that gave off a hint of the infernal just as Cadance did, packed the walkways, all respectfully making a path for her and her guest. He felt a thrill of excitement, so much going on, so many ponies, all different tribes… together in one place again!
It was true. It was all true!
***
"So where are we going," Granite asked as Cadance lead him through the palace.
The alicorn giggled against his side, her wing draped across his back making sure every possible inches of their bodies were touching. "My office," the mare said, still giggling.
The mare's teasing tone sent confusing mixtures of fear and excitement running through him. He was powerless against her, she could quite literally do whatever she wanted to him and he wouldn't be able to fight back in the slightest. But yet, he still found himself trusting her. So he didn't resist as they turned corner after corner, silently enjoying the sensation of the alicorn's delightfully sinful body against his, her tail twisting around his in an old earth pony display of intimacy.
"Here we are," Cadance said, guiding Granite to stand in front of a large, decorative door. Her horn litup, pushing it inwards as she led him through the entrance into her… bedroom?
"Wha-" Granite started to say, only to be interrupted by Cadance shoving her tongue into his mouth. Immediately, Granite felt a haze of lust and arousal settle over him. The girls could kiss, but what Cadance seemed to be doing now seemed to reach right down into his soul. Her tongue seemed to be everywhere, coaxing his into a lustful dance as Cadance pushed forward, causing the stallion to back pedal as he tried to continue the kiss. He barely noticed as she stripped his saddle bags from him, tossing them elsewhere in the room. A short while later his felt his back legs bump up against something, yelping as Cadance suddenly grabbed him around the barrel and heaved him upwards.
He grunted as he crashed onto one of the softest, yet springiest, mattresses he had ever felt. Panting heavily, he looked down his body, past his already hardening cock, so a devilishly smirking Cadance. Slowly, she turned around, revealing her divine plot to his hungry gaze. Slowly, she waved it back and forth in a hypnotizing motion, his eyes not leaving the slightly jiggling flesh for an instant.
Cadance looked over her shoulder, smirking at the entranced look on the Stallion's face. Oh how she loved to do this! Bringing an unexpecting stallion to the pinnacle of pleasure, even more so when they deserved it as much as Granite did.
"I know every little kink you have Granite," she purred, her tail drawing attention to her taught cutie marks. "But some are more obvious than others," her horn litup, flashing a pair of lacey, crotchless panties onto her plot. Immediately she felt the stallion's lust spike upwards, his breath coming heavier as she bent down, flicking her tail over her back to make sure he had an unobstructed view. Chuckling, she made a mental note to have a pair made for every filly scout, it would make a nice surprise.
"I'm the Archdemon of Lust, Granite," Cadance purred, stalking up onto the bed. She bent down, placing her head at the base of his shaft and trailing a single, long lick up his length. She didn't stop, continuing to lick up his chest, his neck, his chin, as her body followed, her silken fur rubbing against his length. Now standing above him, Granite felt his heart racing as Cadance's eyes glowed orange, the orbs seemingly staring right through his own. "Your interview, is this," she bent down, capturing his lips with hers once again as she dropped her body down, laying the entirety of her weight on his muscled form.
Granite moaned into the kiss, his body flexing as his shaft was trapped between their bodies, smearing precum over both their chests. Cadance's presence was overpowering, the torrent of power coming from her sweeping him away in a torrent of pure desire. His entire world boiled down to their intertwined mouths. Her wings extended outwards, surrounding them in a downy prison. They kissed for an eternity, murmuring sweet nothings to one another as they regained their breaths, only to crash their lips back together as soon as they were able.
Eventually however, Cadance pulled away, smacking her puffy lips appreciatively. "You're as good a kisser as the girls made you out to be. A touch inexperienced, but I'm sure your girls will take care of that pretty quickly."
Granite took a few deep breaths, the heady scent of the alicorn filling his senses, but still managed to scrape together his thoughts enough to respond. "Thanks, and I'm sure the girls will get right on that."
Cadance looked down at him, no small amount of surprise in her eyes. "I'm shocked that you still can respond, most stallions would be too far gone by now to even understand what I'm saying."
Granite chuckled, giving the beautiful mare a smile. "Well, my mom always did teach me the better part of restraint."
Leaning back down, Cadance gave him another quick peck. "Well, we'll have none of that here. But still, it is something to be admired," she cocked her head. "You know those cookies the girls fed you?"
Granite's brow furrowed. "Yeah? The thin mints?"
Cadance nodded. "Mhm. Those boxes were made special by Pinkie Pie, the Element of Laughter. They have enough magical aphrodisiacs and corruption in a single cookie to quite literally drive a weak willed stallion to cum on the spot. The scouts are instructed to never use them except under certain circumstances, but I doubt even they know how strong they really are."
"So they gave them to me… to make me easier to seduce?" Granite asked, not quite sure what to make of this revelation
"Please don't think less of them for that. By that time, they were pretty sure that you were a stallion worth taking back with them. At first they thought that the constant contact with the twins, two fully corrupted teenagers, would be more than enough. They were pretty surprised when you didn't start humping them as they showed you their cutie marks," she traced his jawline with a hoof. "They wouldn't have gone through the trouble of getting you here if they didn't care."
Granite let out a sigh, hrming as he sorted out his thoughts. Was he annoyed that the girls hadn't been entirely truthful with him? Of course. But at the same time, look at where he had ended up because of it. Slowly, a smile spread across his face, whatever their methods, he could forgive them, but maybe he could give them a proper 'punishment' for lying to him later. Maybe a few spankings were in order…
Cadance bopped him on the forehead, bringing his attention back to the present. "I know that look buster. You can think of perverted things to do to your fillies later."
Granite chuckled, "Alright. And having heard that, I'm sure they were responsible for the window opening as well?"
Cadance nodded her head. "And I'm quite impressed with Emerald, casting a spell, even a quick telekinesis one like that, without her horn glowing is quite an accomplishment. I'm sure the girls are properly rewarding her as we speak," she pressed on through the lustful thoughts that started to spill from the stallion. "And that brings me to my last point: why I could trust you so easily."
"Last night, when you fucked Emerald for the first time, she kind of gave me a magical piggyback ride through it. You're mental defenses were down, so it was easy enough for me to search through your mind for any hidden agenda. I feel bad for breaching your privacy like that, but I hold our girls safety in as high regard as you do."
Granite paused, trying to make sense of this. So she had read his mind? Without his consent? His first reaction was to get angry, but still, for the safety of his girls, he would probably do much worse.
"I understand if you're mad at me, but I need your final answer if you're going to stay here and work for me," she wriggled around, smearing her marecum over his shaft, which hadn't softened in the least. "I can still get you to Ponyville, but you would have to leave now. Consent is important to me, but if you stay here for any longer I won't be able to hold myself back."
Granite looked upwards, the struggle clearly evident on the mare's features. Lust warring with her desire to do what was right. He swallowed thickly, both at being faced with such an important decision once again, and at causing such a distraught look to appear on such an amazing mare. Steeling himself, he craned his neck upwards and pressed his lips to Cadance's, sealing his fate at the same time. Immediately Cadance let out an ecstatic moan, slipping her tongue into his mouth in an attempt to describe the joy she was feeling. Granite returned the kiss wholeheartedly, doing his best to show how he didn't regret his decision.
In a smooth motion, Cadance lifted herself upwards, nestling his flaring cockhead into her nether lips as she kept her lips pressed to his. She wriggled around for bit, insuring the perfect angle for penetration, than in a single motion sat herself down, spearing his entire cock into her in one fell swoop.
Granite moaned into the kiss, his head spinning as he was suddenly buried in Cadance's pussy. The sudden penetration left him dizzy, it had taken minutes of work to fit even half his shaft into any of his girls, Sally being the only one who could take a significant part apst his medial ring. But Cadance's hungry marehood swallowed him effortlessly in a motion that spoke of centuries of practice.
She was so warm, so wet, her muscles rippling around his length in just the right way to drive him up the metaphorical wall. Her tail was lashing against his balls, the strands causing more pleasure that he ever thought a tail would. Slowly, Cadance lifted herself upwards, his flare grinding against her inner walls as inch after marecum soaked inch of his cock left her. When the medial ring finally popped past her nether lips, Cadance paused for a second, savoring the writhing stallion beneath her, before lowering herself at the same, languid pace.
Granite couldn't help but moan deliriously as he tried to continue the kiss, the ecstasy of such a perfect marehood surrounding his cock clouding his lust-filled mind.
Breaking the kiss, Cadance kept up her easy rhythm, slowly fucking herself on the stallion's rod. "The key here Granite, is for you to trust me. If you don't, both of us will leave here unsatisfied," she purred into his ear. "But if you do, I'll drive you to heights of ecstasy you can't even conceive of."
Her voice was so full of promise that Granite thought he could cum from hearing it, but he held himself back despite the alicorn's inner muscles milking his shaft for all they were worth. His eyes locked onto hers, the glowing orange orbs once again seemingly staring straight into his soul.
"I trust you…" his voice trailed off, unsure of what to call her, 'Cadance' no longer seeming right.
The alicorn leaned down, purring into his ear. "Call me mistress."
Granite's entire body clenched, a huge spurt of his pre blasting into Cadance's depths. The stallion moaning as the alicorn gave him a predatory grin. "Such a good little colt," she cooed, her horn lighting up. Suddenly, Granite felt his hooves stretched to the four corners of the bed, some type of fabric wrapping around them to keep them spread. Panicking slightly, he looked to the side trying to see what Cadance had tied him with. The fabric was in fact his girl's panties, taken from his saddlebags, wherever they were.
"Careful Granite," Cadance cooed, drawing his attention back to her. The fifth pair of panties was floating next to her in her magical grip. "A big strong stallion like you could easily rip a pair of panties if you wanted to, and I don't think your girls' would appreciate you ruining their gifts," she leaned down, bringing her face inches from his. "The only way you're going to stay tied up, is if you want to be."
Granite groaned, struggling slightly, but nearly enough to free himself. He had no idea what to say, he had never been in a situation even close to this, And the constant pumping of Cadance's hips weren't doing him any favors. His mind cast back to what they just discussed, trust. He didn't understand why nor how, but he couldn't deny the arousal flooding his system at being tied like this, being dominated.
"If you were serious about trusting me Granite, I'm going to stuff these panties in your mouth. And then I'm going to have my wicked way with you. But you have to tell me, were you serious?" Cadance said, looking down at him, still fucking herself on his shaft.
"Yes… Mistress," Granite said before he could think about it, a lance of pleasure lancing up his spine as he said he addressed Cadance by the title commanded of him.
"Such a good little colt, I think I'm going to have to give you a special treat," Cadance said floating the panties behind her.
Granite moaned as he felt the panties rub against the base of his shaft and balls, smearing their combined musk and juices all over the fabric. There was so much, it only took a few wipes before the fabric was saturated, dripping with their mixed essence. Smirking, Cadance brought it to his lips, a few drops dripping onto his muzzle. "Open wide." The stallion did so, stretching his mouth as wide as he could. "Good boy," she said as she stuffed the panties in his mouth, gagging the stallion.
The taste of himself and Cadance warred for dominance on the stallion's tongue. His salty and musky, hers sweet and heady. Muffled groans escaped his mouth, but any words he wanted to say were easily silenced by the sex-covered fabric. Cadance leaned back, planting her hooves on his chest as she increased her pace, her crotch slapping against Granites own.
"One thing the girls also got right," Cadance groaned out, grinding her clit against Granite's fur. "Is that you do have a beautiful cock," she said, humping her plot in small circles to grind his shaft on her inner walls. "Get ready Granite," she purred. "I'm going to give you a ride this dick always deserved." With that said, she sped into a blur of motion, lifting herself upwards and plunging herself back down every second.
Granite was moaning continuously, Cadance's inner walls were stretched tight around his shaft, the mare's nectar running down his balls and over his sphincter. He thrust upwards mindlessly, his movements limited but certainly not lacking in intent. Her insides were like velvet, wrapped around his cock like silk. Cadance giggled as the stallion tried to fuck up into her, unable to get a satisfying thrust due to his tied forelimbs. The stallion's eyes were wild and untamed, already hints of orange beginning to appear. She leaned back, placing her hooves on his hind legs for support as she changed her riding style.
She varied her technique, sometimes lifting herself up and down, sometimes grinding in small circles as she gave Granite her all. Reveling in the sight of the stallion's face twisting in pleasure as she rode him for all she was worth. On and on and on it went, the stamina of a lust demon kicking in as she continued her rhythm for far longer than any normal pony should be able to. She would alter her angle of penetration constantly, making sure to hit every one of her sweetspots she could.
Once again, Granite was set adrift in a sea of pleasure. His senses dominated by the mare above him. His world devolved into the sensations battering his dick, Cadance's infernal pussy gripping him in ways he didn't think possible. Periodically, his cock would twitch mightily, sending a torrent of pre into the mare's depths. He could feel his drool running down the side of his face, unable to swallow due to the panties in his mouth.
Cadance craned her neck upwards, moaning she moved up and down. Granite's cock was big enough to hit every sweet spot inside her. Her clit ground against his bulging veins, sending lancing bolts of pleasure up her spine. She could feel his powerful heartbeat in is throbbing shaft, his veins bulging outwards against her in just the right way. His flare was scraping against her inner walls, his medial ring spreading her spreading her pussy over and over again. Mmm it would feel so good when he finally came, blasting his seed into her womb as they tumbled over the edge together...
Suddenly, Cadance stopped, Granite groaning in frustration at the action. Granite looked at Cadance, pleading through his eyes, desperate for her to start humping once again. Smirking, she caught his attention with her hoof, slowly trailing it down her lithe neck, Granite's eyes following it dutifully.
"You know Granite," Cadance said as she traced her body, making sure Granite's eyes took in her every curve. "Your girls were able to give you this," she purred, tracing her obscenely spread nether lips. Smirking, she spun around with his dick still buried inside her, Granite moaning at the action. She bent forwards, flicking her tail over her back, tracing the curve of the panties against her plot as the stallion's eyes devoured the sight. She gave her plot a healthy spank right on the cutie mark, setting the fleshy mound to jiggling. Moaning slightly, her hoof traced inwards. "But I'm sure none of them gave you this," she said as she spread her puckered ponut. Immediately, Granite moaned, straining against his bonds.
"Uh uh uh," Cadance admonished him. "Don't break those panties Granite, the girls wouldn't appreciate it." The stallion stilled, his nostrils flaring, his eyes dilated as he looked at her. "That's a good colt. Now, I'm going to take those panties out of your mouth, and you're going to tell me," she brought her hoof to her pussy, "if you want to cum here." Then to her ass, pulling outwards slightly to expose the hidden treasures within. "Or here. Understand?"
Granite nodded his head, and Cadance's horn litup as she pulled the balled up panties out of his mouth, the fabric soaked in both ihs saliva and their remaining sexual fluids. "Well?" she asked, giving her plot a shake.
The stallion gulped, "I would like… I would like to cum in your ass… Mistress."
A predatory grin spread across Cadance's face, the panties floating downwards. She quickly wiped up the fluids covering their intertwined sexes, making sure it was good and covered before she brought it back to Granite's mouth, the stallion opening wide without instruction as she muffled him once again. "Good choice."
Cadance brought herself forward, dragging his cock out of her in a single motion. The flared head slipped out of her with an audible pop, his shaft bobbing upwards as she sandwiched it in between her her ass cheeks. She shifted downwards, bringing the head to her puckered asshole. She began to push backwards, her magic making sure it would penetrate, only to stop just as she started to spread around him.
"I think I need a little more attention before we do this," Cadance purred, pulling the panties out of Granite's mouth. Before he could say anything, she planted her ponut directly on his mouth, shuddering as the stallion's tongue lashed across the crinkled flesh. Granite's eyes rolled back in his head as Cadance settled her weight down, making sure his head was enveloped by her plot, the panties rubbing against his cheeks.
Granite obeyed the unspoken command, laving Cadance's ass with attention. Never would he have thought he would do this, but right now, he wouldn't rather do anything else. He could taste both his pre and Cadance's nectar on her soft skin, spreading the lubrication around her rear entrance.
"Don't forget the inside," Cadance giggled, shifting slightly to allow him easier access.
Granite hesitated for only a second before pressing his tongue against her puckered star, the lithe muscle slipping in with barely any effort. Cadance moaned appreciatively as she felt his tongue lash against her insides, covering her inner walls with lube. Oh.. he was good at this, she looked down as his cock let out a mighty spurt of pre across her chest, and he seemed to be enjoying it as much as she was. She made a mental note to explore this later, but right now, her ass was crying out to be stuffed by hard, aching cockmeat.
Cadance lifted herself upwards, pulling her ass away from his questing tongue, the stallion letting out a whine of protest. "Oh shush," she replied, quickly stuffing his mouth with the panties once again. "We have all the time in the world to experiment and play together, but right now, I need my ass to get a thorough rutting." She brought his shaft in line with her ponut once again, and slowly began to sit herself down, moaning as her rear entrance spread around his massive flare.
Granite moaned along with her, the fleshy ring of her ass clenching around in in a death grip. Slowly, inch by inch, Cadance lowered herself, her ass clenching even tighter around him than her pussy did. At times her ass would clench down so hard she couldn't move, the alicorn gasping in pleasure.
"You're bigger than I thought," she moaned out, eyes scrunching up as she continued to feed more cock into her.
Slowly, Cadance worked herself downwards, having to lift herself up a few inches at times before lowering herself back down. But, as the seconds ticked by, she made progress. His medial ring proving another obstacle to overcome, Cadance gasping as the fleshy ring bumped against her rear entrance. But, after a second try, Cadance's experienced ponut managed to spread around it, enveloping it the damp heat of her ass.
Once she got over that hurdle, it proved easy to work her way down the rest of his shaft, Cadance letting out a pleasure-tinged sigh as she finally sat down on Granite's lap, his cock completely buried in her. her glorious plot was spread outwards from her weight, creating an image that Granite would likely never forget. Her sphincter was stretched taut around his shaft, the fleshy ring visible even now.
"Mmm.. so good," Cadance murmured as she leaned forwards, making sure Granite had an even better view of her glorious plot, barely contained by the crotchless panties. Slowly, she raised herself, dragging his cock out of her ass as they both let out matching moans. She kept going when his medial ring popped out, until only the flared head was still buried inside her. Then, in a single, smooth motion, sat herself back down.
Granite flexed upwards, his cock twitching in Cadance's depths as the mare's plot slapped against him, his cock once again hilted in the alicorn's ass. The alicorn started riding him in short thrusts, raising her plot a few inches before burying it in her depths once again. Granite watched, entranced, as the mare's plot jiggled with each impact, the meaty mounds just begging to be worshipped. He grunted with each impact of her ass against his groin, the mare showing off her alicorn strength as she pounded down onto him.
Seamlessly, Cadance switched to longer thrusts. Each one dragging a few more inches of Granite's shaft out of her before she thrust herself downwards. She planted her hooves on Granite's hind legs, using the new position to hump down even harder. The mare was moaning along with the helpless stallion, revelling in the feeling of having her ass stretched so perfectly. It was one thing to get such a deep pounding from a demon, but to get one from a more-or-less normal earth pony was a special treat.
Granite writhed against his bonds, unable to keep still as Cadance's ass milked his cock. Her muscular insides trying to wring every last drop of cum from his swinging balls, rippling around his length in almost indescribable ways. He all but screamed when Cadance slammed herself down with almost enough force to sting, grinding her plot against him.
"Don't hold back Granite," Cadance cooed, punctuating her sentence with another hump. "Just give yourself to me, my little pony. Give me everything," the mare's eyes glowed as magic infused her words. Lighting her horn, she magically fondled the stallion's heavy balls, making sure they were ready to release their creamy load.
This time, Granite did scream as he was overwhelmed by sensation, Cadance's speed doubling as the tingling message of magic surrounded his balls. He tried to hold himself back, desperate to experience this pleasure for eternity, but the alicorn's command was not to be denied.
With a single, long, hoarse groan, Granite began to cum, spilling his seed into Cadance's hungry ass. Stars exploded in Granite's vision as an all consuming ecstasy consumed him. All sense of being seemed to leave him, his existence devolving into simply pumping a never-ending stream of cum into his mistress' ass. His pulled up massively against his crotch as his powerful muscles clenched and released, sending enough cum outwards to impregnate over a dozen mares. A brief spike of panic started to rise in him as his orgasm continued for far, far longer than it should, and what felt like tendrils of something began to creep through his body. But as soon as he heard the calming murmurs from his mistress, the tension immediately fled his body. Not resisting as the tendrils penetrated him to his core, surrounding whatever as there.
Slowly, Granite came back to himself, once again becoming conscious of his body inch by inch. He was panting heavily as his vision focused in, revealing a smiling Cadance sitting still with his cock still buried in her ass. Slowly, she pulled herself upwards, her ass clenching mightily around his shaft as not a single drop of his cum escaped. When his flared head popped out of her ass, for a split second Granite could see the white of his cum in her ass, but soon her ponut closed back up, sealing it inside.
"Mmmm… such a good little colt," Cadance cooed, sitting back down and sandwiching Granites still-hard shaft in between her ass cheeks. "Pumping your mistress full of your cum just like she wanted." She turned around, shuffling forward until her face was above his. Smiling, she looked down on his panting form, sweat running down his forehead while she didn't haven have a hair out of place. He didn't resist as she snuggled herself on top of him, giving him some affectionate nuzzles as well.
"I think I'm going to enjoy having you around," she murmured into his ear. "If I can manage to wrangle you away from the girls that is. I think I'm going to have Pinkie cook you up some special cookies to make sure you can keep up."
His response was a few muffled grunts.
"Oh, forgot about that. Sorry," Cadance said as she lifted a hoof and pulled the panties out of his mouth, placing the fabric next to them on the bed.
Granite swallowed thickly, clearing his mouth of the mix of drool and sex that had pooled there. "Don't worry about it," he said, his voice slightly hoarse from all his moaning.
Cadance giggled, planting a quick kiss on his cheek. Her horn litup, untying the stallion. Immediately he stretched mightily, working out the kinks that had developed. "I hope you had fun," she murmured as she wriggled on top of the stallion, noting his cock hadn't softened in the slightest.
Granite nodded, chuckling as Cadance peppered his neck with nibbles and kisses. "It was… eye opening," he finally decided on saying, not knowing how else to describe it.
Cadance let out a knowing giggle, shifting slightly on top of him. "Oh, you're going to be saying that plenty while you're here. You're in Lust's domain now Granite. If something turns you on in the slightest, somepony will capitalize on it," a predatory grin spreading across her face. "Just. Like. This."
Granite's eyes opened wide as he felt something poke him at the base of his shaft, leaving a sticky trail of something behind. Still smirking, Cadance leaned back, exposing her own rock-hard shaft to Granite's shocked face. His heart thundered in his ears as Granite locked onto the flared head of Cadance's member, the slit already drooling a healthy amount of her pre onto his own shaft. It was pink in color, and just about equal in size to his. Slowly, Cadance ground her shaft along his, smearing her pre along his length until her own drooping sack squished against his.
Cadance giggled as Granite's mouth opened and closed a few times, something between shock and arousal on the stallion's face. She pulled back, pressing her shaft harder into his as she rubbed her cock along the lubricated path she left behind moments ago. "You like?" she said, pushing forward until her balls were resting against his once again.
"How?" Granite eventually managed to say, his eyes still staring at the alicorn's shaft.
"Perks of being a demon," Cadance responded, still working an easy pace.
Confused signals were speeding through Granite's mind. He hadn't really been prepared for something like this happening. But, like before, he couldn't deny the rush of arousal coursing through him as he looked hungrily at Cadance's shaft. His own member let out a mighty stream of pre, splattering against his chest messily.
"There we are," Cadance cooed, grinding their cocks together a little harder, a little faster. "I know this turns you on Granite. I know each and every one of your desires, your kinks. Those thoughts you only entertain when you're so horny you can't think straight. I know when you feel particularly adventurous, you put your head on the floor and prop up your plot with your bed, and suck yourself off. I know that when you're on the edge of cumming, you can't help but ask yourself 'what is this wasn't my cock I was sucking?'," Cadance chuckled, pressing their balls together, smearing a mess of pre between the two sacks before continuing forward, inching her cockhead towards Granite's slighty open mouth. "Well, here's your answer Granite… you'd still suck it."
Granite moaned as Cadance's cockhead pressed against his lips, smearing her musky pre across his muzzle. But, he didn't hesitate to open his mouth, suckling Cadance's flare inside. Immediately the taste of her pre filled his mouth, his eyes rolling back in his head as the salty taste invaded his sense.
"Such a good stallion," he heard Cadance murmur as he gently suckled at her tip, trying to milk out more of her delicious pre. He let out a grateful moan when his wishes were granted,a huge spurt of liquid ambrosia filling his mouth. Slowly, he began to bob his head back and forth, reveling in the act of serving his mistress. He could only take a few inches at a time due to his position, but he made the most of it, lashing his tongue back and forth across the throbbing surface.
Considering the soft gasps his actions drew from her, she was quite enjoying his efforts. Her flanks began rocking slightly, shifting to meet the slow bobbing of his head. The movement drawing her amorphous tail back and forth along his own achingly hard shaft. He shuddered and huffed a gentle muffled moan around her. His forelegs wrapping around her middle, holding her against him as he worshipped her cock.
How long they stayed like that, he lost track of entirely. But eventually, too soon in his estimation, she slid down his body again, shaft leaving his lips with a soft moist pop as she settled atop him once more. “Mmmmmm, that’s my stallion.” She whispered, tongue gliding across his gasping mouth, tasting herself on his lips. Her cock pressed wetly against his own, both pulsing in time with their heartbeats.
It was nice. Granite blushed as that observation occurred to him. It was sexy and arousing and… nice, to have a hard cock pressed to him so. He felt an odd tingling thrill at the idea of having made somepony so exquisitely hard. Having tasted them, and loved every moment of it.
A soft chuckle only deepened the burning of his cheeks. “Mmmmmh, like it, don’t you?” The archdemon purred into his ear, rubbing her pillowed balls to his as she shifted erotically against him. “It’s alright, there’s no judgement of pleasures here. Just savouring them.” She gasped lightly as he reached down to slip a hoof between them. “Let me show you h-how much I do.” He rumbled huskily, even as he blushed at the uncharacteristic line coming from his lips. He gently ran the top of it against her, tracing it with the lightest of touches as she lifted up a little to give him room. His big, coarse hoof seemed too clumsy and unkempt to attempt to stroke her off however. He’d have to find someone to help him care for them better, to better be able to please his mistress.
And yet the desire to make her cum was powerful, the arousal he felt demanded it. He slowly leaned up to nuzzle her chin, extending his tongue to lap at it softly. “Mmmmh, l-let me up please, mistress.” He murmured, a part of him growing nervous at the thought of what he intended.
Giving him a soft, understanding grin, she slowly slipped off him, settling to her side and drawing a delicate hoof up and down her throbbing member. How? How did she so effortlessly become a source of such perverse desire for him? His breath catching in his chest as he slowly turned onto his belly, pinning his own erection between himself and the bed. Her eyes looking him over so hungrily… was this what his fillies felt like with him? The thought made him shiver at the erotic thrill. Did he make them feel desired like this?
“What now, handsome thing?” She purred teasingly, grinning at the continued darkening of his blush. And his nervousness returned to plague him. She was big! Could he really bring himself to… Swallowing his hesitation, he scrambled slightly clumsily to his hooves, leaning in for a tender kiss, communicating his nervousness unknowingly in the act. “I… I want to give you something.” He whispered, he felt hot… lathered in sweat already, his body unable to rid itself of the heat within.
“Mmmmm, what’s that, darling?” She cooed in response as he backed away from her a pace. He turned, stumbling a little bit and blushing at the clumsiness. Still, this wasn’t something stallions learned to do usually. He thought back to what Sally had done the night before, and how it had affected him. Slowly he let his forelegs fold to the bed, keeping his hindquarters rigid as he carefully flicked his tail up and over one flank, presenting himself to his mistress. Something in the act making him feel so vulnerable, so desperately naked.
"Please mistress," he found himself saying. "Fuck your pet's virgin ass." Granite let out a deep sigh as something seemed to break inside him, unnoticed tension fleeing from his body.
Cadance smirked as she saw the stallion's eyes start to glow a smokey orange, signifying his final surrender to the corruption filling his soul. She stalked forward, letting her hot breath wash against his sensitive skin as she looked over the presenting stallion. "Such a beautiful pet," she said huskily. "Beautiful cock," she brushed against his shaft. "Beautiful plot," she gave his cheeks a healthy spank, reveling how the muscular flesh felt under her hoof. "And a beautiful ass," her muzzle rubbed against her crinkled star. "You're mine now Granite. Serve me well."
Granite moaned with every sentence, her words fulfilling him in ways he never thought possible. He nearly came on the spot when he felt Cadance settle on top of him, her hooves planting themselves on either side of his head. He crooned in response as she let out appreciative murmurs, whispering sweet nothings into his ear. he felt his heart quickening in anticipation, just waiting for his mistress' cock to press against his asshole.
"Relax," Cadance cooed in his ears as she nestled her shaft against his puckered ponut.
Granite squeezed his eyes shut, all of his senses keyed into his rear end. He could feel Cadance's shaft twitching against him, smearing her pre all over his back entrance. Slowly, Cadance pushed forward, increasing the pressure bit by bit until he felt his sphincter start to spread, his mistress's flair pushing its way into his clenching ass. He bit back a groan as a sharp twinge of pain shot through him, his sphincter tightening around the shaft splitting it.
"Shhh," Cadance murmured as she affectionately massaged his sides, doing her best to work the tension out of his body. "You have to relax Granite."
Granite sucked in a pained breath, his eyes watering as another twinge lanced from his stretched ass. He forced himself to breath deeply, trying to calm his racing heart as he tried to relax his clenching ass. But it wasn't enough, and he bit back a groan of pain as Cadance slipped another inch of her cock into him. His forelegs were shaking as he tried to hold his position through the pain, not wanting to disappoint his mistress.
"Relax," Cadance said directly into his ear, her voice reverberating with magic.
Immediately Granite felt tension bleed from his as her magic coursed through him, centering around his clenched asshole. Bit by bit, Granite felt his muscles relax, slowly releasing the death grip they held around Cadance's shaft.
"I'm sorry, Mistress," Granite said, fighting back tears at the thought of disappointing her.
"Oh Granite, I'm not mad," Cadance cooed as she nuzzled him. "It's your first time, you're doing great. I'm so proud of you right now."
Granite couldn't help but smile at Cadance's praise, a feeling of satisfaction blooming in his chest as he heard he had made her proud. He took a deep breath, focusing on relaxing his muscles as Cadance slowly speared into him. He could feel every vein on her throbbing shaft as, inch by inch, she stretched his passage. It seemingly went on forever as the sheer amount of dick-flesh being forced into him surpassed his wildest expectations.
"Here comes the medial ring Granite," Cadance said, the fleshy ring pressing against his asshole moments later.
Granite could barely believe what was hearing! It already seemed like he was about to burst from the massive amount of dick stuffed up his ass, and he wasn't even halfway yet!? But Cadance's progress was not to be denied, and he as he felt himself spread wider, and wider, and wider. Finally, when it seemed like he would be split in two, the ring slipped inside, spreading his passage wider than he ever thought possible.
"Such a good little colt," Cadance cooed. "You took me so well right there." She didn't slow down as she spoke, sliding more of her shaft into the stallion's tight ass as she reassuringly pet his side.
Granite bit his lip, nodding his understanding to the mare mounting him. He held his breath as the final inches of Cadance's cock were forced into him. Finally letting out his breath as the mare's crotch pressed up against his plot.
"How do you feel?" Cadance asked, staying completely hilted in Granite's tight ass.
Granite groaned, now that the last dredges of pain were gone, he was finally able to focus on how it felt to be stuffed full of his mistress's shaft. For the first time, he let out a pleasure filled moan, writhing around the massive shaft filling him. Seemingly every inch in his body taken up by her thick, throbbing shaft. Her warmth was spreading through him, pulsing with her heartbeat.
"it feels… so good…: he finally said, unable to keep himself from moaning.
His groans spiked as Cadance pulled herself out, what felt like foot after foot of cock slowly vacating his newly-stretched ass. "There we go," Cadance cooed, smirking as the stallion's writhing did the most wonderful things to her cock. "Don't hold back your moans pet, I want to hear you scream," she ordered, punctuating her sentence by thrusting back inside, burying the few exposed inches of her cock back inside the clenching stallion.
Upon her orders, Granite's mouth opened wide, moans escaping him a steady stream as he was rocked forward on his hooves. Cadance didn't pause, pulling out a few inches and thrusting forward before Granite could react, quickly building up a steady pace of short, fast strokes. Cute little moans poured from Granite in a steady stream as Cadance fucked him, peppered with grunts whenever her groin slapped against his plot.
He didn't even notice when he started humping back into Cadance's thrusts, silently begging for her to fuck him harder. he submissively crouched lower as Cadance settled her weight on top of him, using his back as a platform to pump even harder into him. He kept his plot raised as high as he could, making sure she could fuck him as easily as possible. Her scent was filling his nose, a mixture of a mare's heady aroma and a stallion's musk, the combination clouding his mind even further. But, through all of that, he could hear his mistress's cries of pleasure, those a reward in and of themselves.
Cadance followed his unspoken request, quickening her pace until her cutie mark was little more than a blur, She fucked him like that for what seemed like hours. Never pulling more than six inches or so of her cock out before stuffing it back inside. The room was filled with the sounds of sex, each impact of her crotch against his plot resulting in a sharp "slap!". Her balls would periodically swing against his own, the two sacks squishing together, both full of their respective loads.
"I said…" Cadance huffed in between breaths, panting slightly as she throughly fucked the stallion beneath her. "I want to hear you… Scream!" She reached down, grabbing a mouthful of his mane and sharply yanked upwards. Arching the stallion's neck just as she switched to long strokes, pulling the majority of her cock out out his clenching ass and burying it all at once.
And scream Granite did, ecstasy flooding him as Cadance truly claimed him for her own. Moaning like a mare in heat, he mindlessly thrust back against every great stroke of Cadance's cock, his plot getting hit hard enough to sting with each impact. But if anything, it drove him even wilder, the slight pain mixing with the pleasure to create something else entirely. His own shaft was slapping against his barrel, huge spurts of his pre turning the fur into a goopy mess, some even traveling far enough to splash under his jaw. Her rapid pounding was swiftly sending him hurtling towards his own orgasm. The unfamiliar sensations battering aside his desperate attempts to hold himself back.
Granite clenched as hard as he could, trying to stave of his orgasm for as long as he could, wanting to experience the pleasure shattering his mind for eternity. But it was a futile effort, and with another scream, his cum erupted from his shaft, spraying his cum in a messy line from the bed sheets below, trailing up his chest, and eventually blasting against his jaw.
"Cumming already?" Cadance purred dangerously into his ear. She adjusted her stance, grinding her medial ring against his prostate as she continued to pump into him. "Such a good cocksleeve you are. I didn't even touch your shaft, and you're still cumming so quick?"
Yes yes! He was his mistress's cocksleave! Anything if he could keep experiencing this! Granite kept moaning as his cum spurted from him in time with Cadance's thrusts, his balls tightening as they released their massive load. Unable to keep his mental faculties together, Granite's forelegs collapsed, the stallion face first into his cummy mess. But still, he managed to keep his hind legs locked, making sure his mistress could still fuck him at her leisure. Granite's tongue lolled out of his mouth as Cadance's brutal pace didn't even slow, quite literally fucking the stallion into the bed.
Granite lost all track of time as he was swept away by the ecstasy coursing through him. Moaning mindlessly, he still managed to hump back against Cadance, forever begging her to just go a little faster, a little harder. The only things that could pierce the haze surrounding his mind was his mistress's voice, whispering sweet nothings to him as she called him her cocksleeve, her pet, her toy. Periodically, he would feel himself cum again, his seed spilling out of him a never ending stream as his mistress fucked him through all of it, some of it landing on the bed, some of it landing on him.
What must have been hours later, Granite felt Cadance's thrusts grow erratic, the steady rhythm that had lulled him into a blissful haze breaking down. Somewhere, in the deep recesses of his mind, he knew what this meant, and began humping back against her even harder.
"Please, Mistress," he found himself saying, barely able to make his tongue work. "Cum in your pet's ass."
And then, he heard Cadance moan, and liquid ecstasy flooded his bowels. He screamed in pure bliss as his mistress pumped his ass full of her cum. Her seed exploding from her in a never ending torrent. But that was only the first rope, and as soon as it ended Cadance gave another powerful thrust before the second rope erupted into him. Pump by pump, he felt his stomach start to expand from the sheer amount of cum being forced into him, stretching outwards until he looked pregnant. Somewhere amidst this storm of sensation, he realized he was cumming himself, his cock flexing mightily as it blasted the last of his cum onto sex-soaked bed, and onto his sex-soaked fur.
"Take all of it, my pet. It's my gift to you," Cadance said as she pumped once again, yet another rope of her cum blasting into Granite's overflowing gut.
"Thank you… Mistress," Granite managed to say as blackness creeped along his vision, his consciousness leaving him with one last sigh of bliss.
***
Suddenly, Granite awoke, jumping slightly as his eyes opened to unfamiliar surroundings. Immediately he felt two legs hold him still,pulling him closer to the fluffy body pressed up against his back.
"Shhh. Be calm Granite," Cadance murmured into his ear, soothing the jumpy stallion.
It took a second, but Granite soon realized he was laying in Cadance's bed, being the little spoon as she softly rubbed his still bloated belly.
"How long was i out?" he asked, his voice raspy.
"Only ten minutes or so," Cadance replied. "But you've been in here for almost three hours. You were really only conscious for the first hour of that though."
Granite paused as he did the math in his head. "So, you fucked me, for almost two hours?" he said, not quite believing what he was hearing.
Cadance giggled. "Mhm, two glorious hours of my little pet moaning like a mare in heat as I fucked him into the bed." She nuzzled into his back, pressing her still hard cock and still full balls up against him.
Granite blushed as he felt the organ that caused him so much pleasure was dragged along his fur, already memories surfacing of just what it did to him. "I'm sorry Mistress," he said. "I should have tried to keep myself together."
Cadance bopped him on the back of his head. "Don't say that buster! I told you, there is no judgement of pleasure around here, only the savoring of it. It means a lot to me that you would trust me with your virginity, I was so happy to be able to give you pleasure like that."
"Well… I don't think I would have gotten a better opportunity to lose it than to you…" Granite replied.
Cadance giggled. "Well, I hope I didn't spoil anal sex for you. But, if you ever want a pounding again, all you have to do is ask. I'd be happy to give you one."
Granite found his blush deepening. "Thank you mistress. I'll take you up on that offer soon, I think."
"Mmm, I'm sure you will. But still, I think you should get to your filly scouts before you get me going again, or you'll never be able to leave this room."
"How many filly scouts are there?" Granite asked, both out of curiosity and desire.
"Thirty-five," Cadance responded. "And we're always looking for more fillies to recruit. But there aren't enough."
Granite swallowed thickly. "Well, have you been looking for colts?"
Cadance chuckled. "What? I fuck your ass once and suddenly you want a harem of young boys too?"
Granite tried to stammer out a response but Cadance swiftly shushed him. "Relax, it's a good idea. I trust you'll look into it once you start your duties. And as I said, I don't judge. I would love having some cute little colts running around the castle too. But, speaking of your duties, I think you should head on over to your scouts, I'm sure they have something setup for you by now."
"Yeah…" Granite said a bit reluctantly, not wanting to leave the feathery embrace.
"I hope you don't mind, but I took the liberty of casting a few spells on you. Namely one that would allow you to penetrate your fillies easier, most of them will have a tough time with your beast. As well as a few stamina spells, so you can properly take care of all of them. There's a big one that should last the night, but the others are more permanent. Unfortunately, or fortunately, depending on how you look at it, those are always on, so you'll have to cum at least five times a day or you're going to find yourself a little pent up, but you should be able to go for as much as you want."
Granite blushed. Five times a day? Well, considering how much the girls enjoyed milking him, he was pretty sure he was going to fall into the 'as much as you want' part of her statement.
"Thank you mistress," he replied.
"Oh, and one more thing," Cadance said as her horn lit up.
It took Granite a few seconds to realize what was happening, but it became quite obvious as his gut began to shrink back to its normal size. A sense of emptiness replacing the warm content that had been there previously. "Thank you mistress," he said again, but still made no move to leave Cadance's feathery grip.
Chuckling, Cadance pushed him off the bed, the stallion falling to the floor with a loud thump. "There, I did the hard part for you," she said as the stallion stood up grumbling, making his way to his saddle bags. "I took the liberty of putting your panties back. And I gave you a special gift, one of my personal dildos. Feel free to keep it, I'm sure you'll enjoy it."
Granite peeked inside one of his saddlebags and sure enough there was a dildo, the same size as the shaft Cadance was still sporting, surrounded on all sides by the five pairs of panties, as well as the crotchless ones that Cadance had been wearing. "Thank you," Granite replied, still blushing as he placed the saddle bags over his back.
"You can get directions to the filly scout barracks from the guards outside," she said as he made his way towards the door. Giving her a respectful, if inexperienced, bow before exiting the room. Cadance waited a few seconds after the door closed before calling out. "Quiet Step!"
"Yes mistress?" the smaller earth pony said, suddenly materializing at the foot of her bed.
"Did you enjoy the show?" she said as she rolled onto her back, spreading her legs wide to show off her rock-hard shaft, as well as the small dribble of Granite's cum dripping from her asshole.
"Of course Mistress," Quiet Step replied, his gaze flicking between Cadance's eyes and her crotch.
The alicorn let out an appreciative murmur, tracing her hoof down her chest to accentuate her shaft before continuing to her ponut. "I have a cum-covered cock, and a cum-filled ass. Which one do you want to clean first?"
An easy grin split his features as Quiet Step hauled himself onto the bed. "As always mistress, my answer to that question, is yes."
***
A short while later, Granite was walking down the halls of the palace, following the directions given to him to get to the filly scout barracks. He paused, rubbing his sore plot. His time with Cadance was eye-opening, but had overestimated his durability a bit, and as a result didn't come out of the encounter unscathed. Just as he was about to start walking again, a veritable wall of pink exploded into being in front of him.
"You!" a mare's voice said.
"Me?" Granite replied confusedly. He took a step back, finally being able to make out the form in front of him, which could only be Pinkie Pie. The mare had a slightly manic gleam in her eyes, but it was offset by the flour covering most her face, the outline of an apron clearly evident on her chest. It also took a concerted effort to not stare at her plot, but in his defense, the damn thing was huge! Hrmm, it would be so easy to just bury himself in it and...Granite shook his head, now was not the time for those thoughts!
The mare squinted her eyes, seemingly inspecting him as she looked him up and down. "Is it true you ate eight of my special thin mints and it still took hours for you to finally break and rut five filly scouts senseless?"
Granite opened and closed his mouth a few times, trying to formulate a response. "Yes?" he finally offered, not knowing what else to say.
Immediately, the mare was inches from him once again, her startling blue eyes boring into his. She let out a thoughtful hmm, before, somehow, a hoof reached between his legs to fondle his balls, the heavy orbs already refilled from his time with Cadance.
"I want you to visit me sometime, we'll make sure these are properly drained for you. They'll make some delicious frosting. And then we can figure out why the cookies didn't affect you immediately, after we have sex of course."
"Umm… okay?" Granite said, confusion and arousal filling him in equal measure.
Before he could react, Pinkie leaned forward and her tongue was in his mouth. Stunned, it took him a few seconds to return the kiss, but he managed to do it. All the while wondering why he was suddenly tasting frosting and cum. On second thought, he wasn't really surprised. Once again before he could react, Pinkie broke the kiss and sprinted down the hallway.
"My play was perfect, the game is flawed!" she shouted over her shoulder as she disappeared around a corner.
Granite stared after her in shock, still not really knowing what to make of the encounter. But still, he had places to be, and filed this way to think about in the future, and he resumed his pace, now sporting a slightly erect cock bobbing below him.
A few moments later, he was standing outside the thick wooden door, the last obstacle standing in front of his new life. Taking a deep breath, he tried to calm his racing heart, the task proving to be more difficult than he wished. But, the girls were waiting for him, and he couldn't leave them hanging. Slowly, he reached his hoof forwards, grabbing ahold of the door and pushing it open. The door swung inwards, revealing the hungry gazes of no less than three dozen filly scouts beyond, each of them naked except for a pair of lacey panties.
"Is that him?" one voice asked.
"He's cute," another said.
"He's hot," stated a third.
"Is his dick really as big as you said it was?"
"Did he really cum six times in a row?"
"Does he like panties as much as you say he does?"
"Can he fuck me first?"
Granite paused as the torrent of voices rolled over him, his vision dominated by the seventy-two hungry, smokey orange eyes looking at him. In the middle of it all, was the first five girls, all of them giving him predatory smirks.
"Welcome home," Sally said before she and her troop grabbed ahold of the helpless stallion, dragging him into the room and shutting the door behind him. He had worried that his fatigue would inhibit him, but instead, their eagerness seemed to energize him.
The final thought passing through Granite's head as the panty-clad horde of sexy teenagers descended upon him, was that the decision to leave Stalliongrad, was in fact, a good one… a great one, the best one he had ever made!
***
Meanwhile…
Glamour Shot, one of the unicorns in charge of the Stalliongrad mines, was trotting down the street, carrying his crop in his magical grip. When he had heard that Granite didn't show up for work this morning he had been ecstatic.
The earth pony had been a thorn in his side for a long time. Avoiding punishments, helping others get out of theirs. Even to go so far as to make sure the mine was up to the out-dated code the Princesses had put into place. Who cares if it was safe, the fact was that it didn't save any bits. And he could always import some more earth ponies if any were to expire.
He purposely slammed his hooves down as he trotted onto the Granite's porch, making sure the trouble maker knew what was coming.
"Granite!" he called musically, his smooth voice having never been raised to the harshness of actual shouting.
He waited for a few moments, and after hearing no response he sent a force bolt hurling at the door. The flimsy thing exploded inwards theatrically, showering the inside of the house with wooden splinters.
"You have no idea how long I've waited for this!" He almost trilled, making his way inside, his rant dying in his throat as he saw what was inside.
A large, pink dildo was stuck to the wall directly opposite him, the head facing directly towards the door. And scrawled in charcoal above it, in big, black letters, was a simple "Go Fuck Yourself!" Glamour's eye twitched, anger bubbling up inside him as he realized that Granite was nowhere to be found.
Outside in the street, two guards who were making their patrol stopped as debris began flying out into the street, accompanied by a feminine scream of rage. And when a flying dildo stuck to the house across the way, they made the smart decision to cut their losses and turn around. They could take the long way.