Strained
“Wow, you’re terrible at this.”
Steep Steel blushed. The orange mare on top of him was degrading his self esteem ever ten seconds or so; he had been pretty elated by the fact that he was going to have sex with her, but now it was beginning to ware on him.
“I’m sorry, it’s just—” The mare shoved her hoof in the guard’s mouth.
“Whoops! No talking,” she reminded him, giving him a cruel smile. Steep Steel groaned, turning his head and sighing exasperatedly. He was beginning to regret this decision more than anything else he had ever done.
The mare on top of him was none other than Sunset Shimmer, student to Princess Celestia herself. Sunset had a reputation with the royal guard for showing up whenever she pleased and demanding sex. A few who liked it rough would be happy to oblige, but even they were a bit hesitant on the uptake. Most guards cleared the room when they heard her domineering voice echo towards the guardroom or barracks.
Steep Steel was a rookie; he had only enlisted in the royal guard last month, and had just yesterday taken up residency inside the palace. Naturally, he had not known of Sunset’s reputation, so when the beautiful (if somewhat rude) unicorn showed up and proposed that they copulate, Steep Steel had jumped on the opportunity. Unfortunately, it soon ended up with Sunset jumping him, and now he was fornicating with a demanding and violent nymphomaniac.
Steel was laying on his back, erect member nestled right at the lips of Sunset’s pussy. Sunset was slowly grinding along on him, teasing the stallion as she insulted him verbally.
“It’s a shame, really; I thought that I would have some nice, fresh meat, but instead I’ve gotten stuck with a limp dick like you.” Sunset shook her head, sighing. “Oh well. I’ll have a bit of fun with you. It’s not like I have much choice besides, seeing as everypony else is missing today...”
So that’s why they all ran and hid, Steel thought to himself, mentally cursing his stupidity. Damn, I should have known!
Sunset grinned down at Steel hungrily, and the guard pony gulped. Wincing a bit as Sunset threw her two front hooves down onto his upper torso, the dominatrix lifting her rear up enough to let the guard’s member stand up straight.
“Don’t move, I gotta position this just right...” Sunset instructed, furrowing her brow and biting her lower lip and she looked back at her plot. Steep Steel gulped.
“What are you gonna—”
“Relax, I’ve done this plenty of times before,” Sunset reassured him. “Not that it would matter if I hadn’t.” With that, she dropped her plot, letting it fall rather quickly towards Steep Steel’s crotch, where it was impaled perfectly on his penis.
Steel cried out softly as the vagina wrapped around his erection rather suddenly. He then cried out considerably louder when Sunset’s flanks slapped into his legs, and made rather swift contact with his balls. Whimpering slightly, he bit the inside of his cheek as looked up at Sunset, who was grinning.
“Damn, you’re a pretty big wimp for a royal guard,” Sunset remarked rudely, giggling a bit. “I bet you’ll be crying by the end of this!”
Quick, now’s the chance to say something witty to regain your dignity! “Nuh-uh!” Steep Steel said rather dully. Fuck you too, brain.
Sunset lifted her rear end up a little bit, and then let them drop again. Steep Steel moaned in pleasure as Sunset bounced up and down on top of him, grinding slightly between each thrust. Steel breathed an internal sigh of relief that her big talk was just hot air, and that this was going to turn out rather pleasurable after all.
“Alright, I’m done warming up, let’s crack open this bitch,” Sunset announced, lifting herself almost entirely off of Steep Steel’s member. The guard would have squeaked in horror, but two things kept him from doing so: Sunset had pushed her hooves against his throat to use as leverage, and she had jumped into “cracking open this bitch” so fast, Steel wouldn’t have even had time to breath, providing the hooves were off of his windpipe.
Sunset dropped her flank again, but this time she forced herself down once her hit his legs and crotch-zone. Steel made a choking noise around the hooves on his throat as Sunset smashed her flanks down into his lower body over and over. At this point, she wasn’t even lifting up her plot more than an inch or so up his dick. She was just mashing her nethers into his, seeing how deep she could get Steel’s penis inside of her.
“Dammit, if this thing weren’t so stubby, I wouldn’t have to try so hard,” she remarked, Steel’s blue, oxygen deprived face turning slightly red. “Guess that along with the wimpiest, I got stuck with the smallest one too. Dear Celestia, you are pathetic.”
“Ygrragghs!” Steel gasped. Sunset released her chokehold for a moment, and Steep Steel took huge gulps of air. After squeaking again from the pressure being put onto his balls from Sunset’s hits sinking ever lower, he blurted out, “Well, I guess I’m too pathetic for this. You should kick me out, find another stronger, b-better,” he stumbled over the word, feeling his self-esteem shrivel, “Better endowed guard to fool around with.”
Sunset shimmer paused for a moment, a pondering look on her face. She lifted a hoof to her chin, as if in thought, then yelled, “HA!” as loud as she could. Droplets of spittle rained down onto Steel’s face, and Sunset thrust herself downward onto him. The guard squealed again, and sunset laughed somewhat evilly.
“Nice try, wimpy, but you’re sticking it out until the very end with me,” Sunset said, resuming her previous activity. “I’m gonna get some tears out of you, I can feel it.”
Sunset reached one hoof backwards towards Steep Steel’s crotch, and groped around for a moment. Her thrusts were now higher up on his cock, and this left enough from for her hoof to smack against one of Steel’s slightly smushed testicles.
“GAH!” Steel cried, and Sunset’s grin grew as big as it had ever been. A steady stream of tears was now running down his face. Fully triumphant, Sunset set off to the next part of her wild sex ride, shoving her left hoof into Steel’s mouth.
Her whole hoof in his mouth, Sunset lay her chest low onto Steel’s, continually thrusting downward into his crotch. Steel, eyes still wet, felt a familiar pressure building down in his balls.
Sunset, feeling the all-to-familiar twitch of the dick, smiled. Steel, who had instinctively reached up and put his hooves on the flanks of the female to keep her on so he could cum inside, felt them shoved off rather forcefully.
“Guess again!” Sunset said, putting her hooves on either side of the stallion’s body. She lifted herself up off of the stallion, with a bit of help from her magic, and worked into a handstand position. “No way am I having your wimpy babies; they’d probably die as I gave birth to them.” Dropping her back legs behind her, she flipped over and landed crotch first right onto Steep Steel’s muzzle. Steep Steel’s muffled screams soon followed, and Sunset’s eyes rolled back slightly from the vibrations created.
“Ah, that’s the stuff,” she said sultrily, tongue hanging out of her mouth. As she felt something warm meet her pussy lips, she stopped.
“Oh for fuck’s sake, you’re bleeding? Gross,” she said, lifting her crotch from the muzzle of the pinned pony below her. Indeed, two thin trickles of blood were slowly emerging from each of his nostrils. “I’m not into that kind of thing. Blood is a big turnoff...”
Shaking her head slightly, she flipped her right leg over Steel’s head so that she was resting on his shoulder. Twisting around, she gazed hungrily at the still twitching cock, cut off from it’s orgasm at the last second. Greedily, she throw her mouth on the member, running her tongue along the top of head.
Steel grunted, and a thick jet of semen landed on sunset’s tongue. The mare pulled off of the spasming organ, and closed her eyes as the cum covered her face in three moderately long, warm ropes.
“At least you’ve got good cum,” she remarked. she hoped to her hooves, and gazed down at the winded and abused guard laying on the ground. Her horn glowed, and the semen lifted off of her face. Thusly, it was dropped by her aura where is splattered all over Steep Steel’s shocked and bloody mug. “I might just end up using you again!”
Steep Steel slowly crawled away on his back, hiding under one of the nearby bunks. Sunset laughed, and trotted off towards her tower of the Canterlot Palace.
***
While showing off the sweat and juices from the vigorous sex, Sunset let her mind wander. She was going to go to Princess Celestia and maybe fool around with her, she had been requested earlier this morning to show up for something at noon. Sunset had reached her tower room with an half-hour left until noon, so she felt reasonably comfortable that she would make it there on time.
Celestia was good at fooling around. She did have thousands of years of experience, after all, and a damn good body. Sunset closed her eyes and let the warm water wash over her, her mind imagining the glorious folds of the sun princess.
She felt the familiar warm, tingling feeling that was arousal. Putting a hoof to her pussy lips, she pressed inward on them, biting her tongue slightly as she felt the pleasure start to build. Moving her hoof to her clit, she rubbed it slowly, imagining that Celestia’s tongue was resting on it, flicking it up and down ever so slowly.
Sunset’s eyes opened for a moment, and she stopped with the hoof right on her joy buzzer. The clock was telling her that it was precisely noon! Quickly stopping the shower, she dried off with her towel in record time and sprinted out of her tower room down the staircase that would take her right to the Princess’s throne room. Her mane flopped wetly behind her, splattering her back with water. She only wished she had more time to dry off with that towel! She wasn’t going to use magic to dry off again, she and her thankful un-afro’d mane remembered the consequences of that all too well.
Bursting into the Princess’s throne room, she walked slowly to Celestia’s throne. The Princess was sitting there, sipping a small cup of tea. Pennyroyal, no doubt. The Princess loved to drink the bitter tea, it’s normally poisonous effects harmless to the immortal.
“Ah, hello my student!” Celestia said, seeing Sunset approaching. She chuckled softly. “You look like you stopped right in the middle of something.”
“Oh, yeah,” Sunset said, in an offhand way, smiling. “I was just showering.”
“You do know that you don’t have to be perfectly punctual,” Celestia said, her smile large and warm. “I won’t be upset if you’re a few minutes late because you were drying off.”
“I can’t be late for the Princess!” Sunset said. She was always a bit more... subdued around the Princess. More polite, and more exemplary. At least, when the two weren’t tussling under the sheets...
Celestia closed her eyes and nodded, her smile unwavering. “I have some very good, if unconventional news to share with you, Sunset.”
“I’m listening,” Sunset said, sitting down.
“As you know, I take on a personal student to teach magic to,” Celestia said. “Until the day they die, they are my student, and after they are passed, they are given a statue and a memorial in the Palace Gardens, and then I must chose a new one.”
“Of course,” Sunset said, not entirely sure where this was going.
“Well, I’m afraid it is time for me to break tradition,” Celestia said with a slight bob of her head. “I have come across a filly of such great power and magic aptitude, that it would be a complete and utter waste for me not to train her.”
Sunset stared at the Princess, her mind drawing a complete blank. Celestia’s smile faded, replaced by a look of mild confusion. “Sunset?” she asked carefully. “Are you okay?”
“You’re replacing me,” Sunset said quietly.
“I’m sorry, I didn’t catch that,” Celestia said, leaning forward.
“YOU’RE REPLACING ME!” Sunset screamed, and Celestia recoiled from the noise. Sunset’s face was frantic, covered with fear and loathing. Celestia expression of confusion had evaporated, replaced with one of pale shock.
“No! You mustn’t think that!” Celestia said hurriedly, but Sunset was already in full motion.
“You just... you just go and replace me? After eleven FUCKING years of taking me in and training me and... l-love?” Her voice faltered, but she refused to let herself cry. “And you’re just dumping me? I was nothing before this, Celestia, I can’t go back to being nothing!”
“I won’t replace you,” Celestia said softly, swooping down to put a wing around Sunset Shimmer. “You will be taught alongside her, albeit at an advanced level since she is only the age of seven. I could never replace you.”
“I’m not good at sharing,” Sunset said, still seething, although much calmer now. “How long until you decide that you’ll start going to bed with her too? I was eight when we started, as you’ll recall, and I don’t want to share you with some stupid filly!”
Celestia’s expression of shock was back, mixed with some undertones of disgust that were barely and not very well hidden. “What I have been doing with you was a mistake, Sunset, and I will not be doing it to the new filly. I have been thinking about stopping it with you too, Sunset. It’s completely—”
“Oh? Because I’m too old?” Sunset asked tauntingly. “Do you only go for the young ones? I’m not stupid, Celestia. You’ll fall for the new filly soon enough, and slowly, I’ll be bumped out of the equation. I know what’s going to happen.”
“Sunset, what happened with you was a momentary lapse of reason that spun widely out of control, this you must believe! You’re not being replaced, and I am not going to be doing anything to this filly—”
“Save it.” Sunset thrashed out from under Celestia’s wing, and put her face right into the Princess’s. “All I ever wanted was singular love from somepony, and after eleven years of having it, you’re just going to smash it to little bits? You know my fragile mental state, Celestia, how could you even think of adding something like this to the equation? You are willing to just throw me aside.” Sunset spit in the Princess’s face, a large glob of saliva splattering all over her muzzle.
“You know what, Celestia? I’m the one who is done with you!” Sunset spun on her heels and began to gallop away as fast as she could.
“Sunset!” Celestia called out. It was no use; the unicorn had already left the throne room, and was running down the main hall.
Celestia sighed, and sat back on her throne, not even bothering to lift a hoof to wipe the spit away.