The morning sun was shining high over Canterlot, the city already in full swing, even so early in the morning, however, none of this seemed to faze one particular individual; a young purple dragon named Spike. Said dragon was sound asleep in a large widespread room, the bed he was currently slumbering in was beyond massive, easily able to hold at least eight other ponies with four bed post holding up fuchsia canopy overhead and veil around the bed; the whole left side wall was a large array of windows, the velvet red curtains blocking out any semblance of light. Directly in front of the bed was an open bathroom, a small enclosed wall erected where the shower lay, giving any occupant some modicum of privacy; further back sat a sink littered with toiletries and a large mirror embedded in the wall, to right a massive tub embedded into the floor that appeared to be able to hold at least four or five occupants at the most. Last but not least a pair of doors leading a walk in closet filled to the brim with the latest dresses and shoes following whatever current fashion trend that was sweeping Equestria.
Before long the bedroom door opened up, an elegant unicorn female figure strutting into the room humming happily to herself. “Sp~ike, time to wa~ke u~p,” the female visitor practically sung as she made her way over to the curtains on the other side of the room. When she reached them she pulled them open just enough for some much needed sunlight to pour into the room. When she heard no response, the mare turned toward the veiled bed, seeing no visible movement from the dragon.
The mare then quietly stalked over to the veil curtain, doing her best to make sure her hooves made as little noise as possible. When she finally reached the shade, she opened it just enough to see inside; she spotted the purple drake snoring away, still completely incapacitated. “Wonderful, he’s still unconscious,” she thought to herself. “That little potion should have worn off, but I guess this is what Rarity meant when she said he’s a sound sleeper. Oh well, guess that means I can improvise some more fun with him.”
The unicorn quickly opened the veil and dove under the covers, searching for her prize. It didn’t take her long to reach Spike’s naked lower half and a little further up, the object or rather objects of her desire were standing at attention outside of Spike’s sheathes. Before her eyes was a pair of two throbbing, foot long, draconic phalluses. Unlike the common stallion’s, Spike’s members were covered in bumpy ridges around the top of the shafts, and the heads were narrowed to a pointed tip. The mare licked her lips, a predatory gleam in her eyes and devious smirk on her face. Above the covers, Spike’s mind lay deep in slumber, his consciousness tethered down by the peacefulness of his resting state of being. However, his peaceful sleep was soon interrupted as a strange sensation began to wash over him. The sensation quickly roused his mind, pulling him back into a conscious state. He groaned in his throat as the dim sunlight pierced through the veil, his vision still blurred by sleep. His waking mind soon began to work as the sensation he felt narrowed down and his mind determined something warm and wet was attached to his lower half.
He slowly sat up on his elbows, looking around trying to take in his whereabouts, but his vision still hazy. The warm feeling around his genitalia quickly turned to pleasure, a delighted moan escaping him. He blinked his dreary vision away, before closing his eyes and leaning his head back enjoying the morning head he was receiving, “Wow, didn’t expect this kind of wake up call. Rarity must be really fired up.” He once again opened his eyes and stared up at the canopy until his now active mind quickly told him that something was off. He looked around through the veil and of what little his eyes could make out through the curtain and realized he was not in Rarity’s bedroom. “What? Where am I?”
As much as he was enjoying the wonderful sensation that was assaulting his nether region, something told him that if he wanted some answers, he needed to confront the mare under the sheets. He quickly grabbed the bed sheets and pulled them off revealing the mare that was currently fellating his upper prick and stroking his lower one. The mare was indeed a unicorn, but wasn’t the purple maned fashionista that he loved, but a light pink maned super model he did recognized. “Fleur de Lis!”
Fleur pulled back, removing Spike’s member from her mouth and smiled up as she greeted him, “Good morning, Spike. Sleep well?”
“What…what’s going on,” Spike snapped in surprise in confusion as he pulled himself away from Fleur. “Where am I? Where’s Rarity?”
“Now, now, dear, settled down,” Fleur said as she sat up. “You’re okay, Rarity is okay, and nothing bad is going to happen, I assure you.”
“Where in Tartarus am I?”
“You’re in my hotel suite in Canterlot,” she answered.
“Canterlot!? How did I get all the way out here? Last time I checked I was in…Ponyville…,” he trailed on as his member began to spark to life, “wait…wait, now I remember. I was in Ponyville…at Carousel Boutique.”
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The streets of Ponyville were all but empty save for one lonely occupant, a mature fire breather drudging through the town in blissful silence. Compared to most of his friends, he was easily the tallest, even though he was eighteen, soon to be nineteen, much to his silent delight. While his body seemed rather lanky in appearance, he knew his body was well toned in muscle that made him stronger than even Big Mac and everyone in Ponyville knew it. He had short spikey green spines, emerald green eyes that contrasted against his purple scales; he had a small nose and muzzle with a couple of his fangs protruding from his mouth and a pair of large purple leathery wings on his back, dragging his long, but lithe spaded purple tail along the ground behind him. He wore a light purple sweater hoodie with an emerald shift underneath and a pair of black shorts. Spike the dragon, Princess Twilight's number one assistant, sighed heavily in relief as he arrived at his destination, Carousel Boutique.
Finally finished sorting through tons of paperwork for nearly weeks on end, Spike wanted to do nothing but relax with his favorite, number one mare and a smile began to grow on his face as he was about to receive his wish. He knocked on the door to Ponyville’s favorite clothing store, waiting patiently for the owner to answer. Before long, the door opened giving Spike the perfect view of the most beautiful mare Spike had ever seen. “Spike, so glad you could make it over,” Rarity greeted him with a smile.
“No problem, just glad to be finished with work.” he smiled back.
“Well don’t just stand there, come in, come in,” she insisted, opening the door wider and moving aside for him to enter. Spike walked inside, but not before planting a quick peck on her lips, causing her to giggle as he passed by. Having been working and running around practically nonstop, Spike made his way around to Rarity’s red couch and collapsed. “Oh poor, Spikey, you look exhausted,” Rarity said in an innocent tone as she sauntered on over to him.
“Not that I’m complaining, but my job would kill any lesser stallion,” he huffed.
“Well, I think I have something that will make you feel better,” she said as she lied down beside him.
“Oh, and what’s that?” he asked, wrapping his arm around her, pulling her close and pressing her chest against his.
“I’m afraid I can’t tell you yet, it’s a surprise,” she said tantalizing as she gently bopped his nose with her finger.
“C’mon, don’t just tease me, give me something to work with,” he told her.
“Very well, close your eyes,”
“Why?”
“Do you want your surprise or not?”
“Fine, fine,” Spike said as he finally gave in and closed his eyes.
“Now just relax and…” Rarity said as she subtly activated her magic around her horn, “and sleep.”
“Sleep? Why would I-” Spike was quickly cut off as Rarity touched her horn to his forehead and he began to snore, already deeply asleep.
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“She knocked me out!” he said in utter shock.
“Mhmm,” Fleur said with a nod and a smile. “Your dear Rarity used a sleep spell to make it easier to move you here.”
“But how? Rarity isn’t exactly the…physical type,”
“Oh, I sent Rarity home with a one of my body guards and he helped her bring you here.” Fleur answered, her smile never once faltering.
“Okay, but why am I here and what’s going on with your outfit,” Spike asked as he finally took notice of Fleur’s attire.
Fleur was clad in the skimpiest maid outfit Spike had ever seen. She wore fishnet stockings that traveled all the way up her thighs; a short frilly skirt hung from her waist, doing very little to hide the dark purple thong that rode high up her hips and visibly digging into her marehood; the top she wore was low cut, leaving her midriff exposed with a pair of frilly poof sleeves that hung off her shoulder, but the most obvious feature was that the top left her chest fully exposed, allowing her chest to hang free; however, she also wore s pair of pasties shaped liked crowns to hide her areolas and nipples, trying to hold some semblance of modesty; and finally atop her head sat a typical maid bonnet just behind her horn.
“No need to worry all will be explained after you read this,” Fleur said as she pulled out a note from behind her. Where she hid the letter, Spike had no clue, but he could care less so long as he got some answers. He took the letter and began to read it to himself.
Dear Spike,
I know this might a bit confusing when you wake up, but I promise you will enjoy it. You see, since we’ve both been working so hard we haven’t had enough time to spend together, especially with your nineteenth birthday fast approaching, so Fleur de Lis and Octavia Harmonic have agreed to assist me in giving you a wonderful relaxing day before your birthday tomorrow. Sadly, you won’t see me until later on since I have some finishing touches to work on, so I will be leaving you in the care of Fleur and Octavia. They are to act as your personal maids for the day and cater to your every whim and I do mean every whim. Don’t worry about me, you have my permission to fully indulge yourself however you please and trust me, Fleur and Octavia will not mind one bit either. Until later, I wish you well.
Your Love,
Rarity
“Huh, so this is what she was talking about,” Spike said as he put the letter down.
“So, do you understand now,” Fleur said, crawling up to him with her seductive gaze locked onto him. “While tomorrow is your birthday, Rarity wanted to give you something special that only she could give; a day being served by a pair of sexy maids.”
“And Rarity knows I’m a sucker for a sexy maid,” Spike said as his eyes trailed up and down the mare’s figure but it didn’t take long for his eyes and wander and focus on a certain bouncier area.
Fleur easily noticed where his vision was focused on and her smile became just as seductive as her gaze. “According to Rarity you’re a sucker for something else,” she said, folding her arms under her amazing bust to give them a little more support, “Something else with a little more…volume.”
“What can I say, my mare knows me,” he said with a smirk and a casual shrug.
“Well, now’s my chance to get to know you and I’d really like it if you got to know me as well,” she told him her voice laced with lust. “You can do and ask anything you’d like, a good maid like me won’t object.”
"Ooo, Rarity, you sly mare, you’re officially the best marefriend ever! What to do first! Hm, actually…" he thought to himself, inwardly grinning from ear to ear. As he looked behind Fleur to what looked like a bathroom. "Maybe that could work.”
“Say, Fleur, before anything else, mind if I use your shower first?” he asked.
“Oh…” this question seemed to catch the mare off guard, her seductive expression quickly shifted to one of confusion.
“Yeah, Twilight’s kept me so busy lately I can’t really remember the last time I had a decent shower,” he said chuckling as he scratched the back of his head. “Mind if I freshen up a bit first?”
“Oh, right of course,” she said, quickly donning a cheerful smile as she sat back on her knees. “Please, by all means, the shower is fully stocked so use whatever you like.”
“Thanks,” Spike said as he got up, completely ignoring the fact that his members were still exposed, but half erect.
He walked over to the edge of the bed and pulled the curtain wide open before stepping off and heading for the bathroom. "I suppose he may not be ready to try anything just yet," she thought to herself, sighing in a bit of disappointment. "Maybe if I give him some time he’ll come around." Fleur soon followed behind him and watched as he headed toward the tiled floor of the bathroom. “If you need anything I will be getting breakfast ready so don’t hesitate to call me.”
“Wait, I do need something,” Spike said, looking back at her before she could even take a step.
“Yes,”
He simply gave her a devilish smile and held out his hand, beckoning her into the bathroom and asked, “Care to join me?”
Fleur’s eyes brightened up like a foal on Hearth’s Warming, before another, more subtle seductive gaze took their place. “If that is what you wish, my good sir, then I would be delighted.” she said as she walked over to him, shaking her hips as she walked over to him. "Maybe I spoke to soon. I don’t think I gave him enough credit, he’s a lot more brazen than I thought."
As she walked passed him and entered the bathroom, she flipped her tail up, gently brushing it against his muzzle; her sweet scent filling his nostrils, nearly making his eyes roll into the back of his head. When she finally entered, she pulled her tail way, standing next to the open circle alcove that was the shower. He walked into the alcove, the space more than big enough to accommodate two individuals, which Spike saw as perfect. He spotted the shower head, hanging directly in front of him and a small shelf embedded wall right underneath it. “Why don’t you get the water warmed up while I get ready? Wouldn’t want my clothes getting wet.” she said, twirling on her hooves, swinging her short skirt to and fro.
“I figured you were already wet from the way you were blowing me earlier,” he quips casually.
Fleur’s cheeks quickly flushed red, her ears burning hot from Spike’s statement. “What can I say, seeing such a prime and virile drake such as yourself gets me hot and bothered all over.” she said with lidded eyes.
“You don’t know hot till I’ve had a shot at you,” he stated looking over his shoulder, his eyes brimming with the gaze of a hungry predator.
Fleur didn’t know what is was, but that look, something about his eyes sent a shiver down her spine and that shiver quickly traveled between her legs as she felt a slight dampness beginning to form. "Oh Rarity, just what kind of wonderful beast have you been hiding from me?"
Without another word, Fleur smiled before disappearing behind the wall and began disrobing. Spike walked over to the dials and began fiddling with them, trying to set the temperature. All the while, even with the sound of rushing water going, Spike could clearly make out the sound of Fleur getting undressed. The sound of her clothing shifting, the ‘wyrring’ of zippers being pulled down. With Fleur’s scent still fresh in his nose, the various images of Fleur’s voluptuous frame easily filled his mind and even more easily began to trigger his lower dragons’ ascension.
Before long, Spike had set the water to a comfortable hot temperature. Just as he turned to inform his companion, he saw Fleur’s hand grab the edge of the wall before she stepped forward and came into view; her magnificent form bared before him, the only piece of "clothing" that remained were the pasties still covering her nipples. “Are you ready for me?” she asked.
“All set,” he said as he completely turned around revealing his once again fully erect members. Fleur’s eyes darted down to his twin rods, licking her lips at the sight before meeting his gaze and entering the shower. Neither of them spoke a word, too wrapped up in each other’s gazes as Fleur closed the distance. When she reached him, the white mare pressing her body against his, her massive chest firmly pressed to his and his twin phalluses digging into her abdomen as they stared deeply into each other’s eyes, their lips mere inches away.
“So…” Fleur began, her scent and the warmth of her breath beating against his lips, clearly trying to distract him as she reached her arm back behind him. “Shall I wash your back?” she finished, pulling back a bottle of body cleanser.
“Yes, you may,” he smiled with a nod, unfazed by her teasing. Fleur smiled at his hardened exterior. She certainly loved toying with stallions, but rare few could ever or would ever toy with her and having finally found one, Fleur was truly starting to have fun. Fleur stepped back, removing herself from the dragon as she opened the bottle and poured a moderate amount of cleanser into her hand. “Turn around please.” she asked as she lathered up her hands and using her magic to hold the bottle in midair beside her.
Spike did as she asked and turned his back to her, his leathery wings held tightly to his back and his tail, gently swaying, dragging along the floor. With his back now exposed, Fleur touched her soapy hands to his leathery frame. She began rubbing and kneading the soap into his toned back. Despite this body being covered head to claw in scales, they weren’t as rough as she thought they would be; her hands easily glided over his back, covering his body in the scented gel.
Spike sighed happily as Fleur’s hands washed up and down his back; a wave of fatigue washing over him, causing his wings to go lax as well. Fleur saw then and moved to grab them, but stopped short as she asked, “May I?”
“Please,” he asked, not bothering to look back. Fleur smiled as she took hold of hi right wing. Spike involuntarily spread it, allowing her to wash it properly. Fleur marveled at the bat-like appendage as she washed the joint connecting his wing to his back before moving up. She took the edge of his wing in her left hand as she washed it with her right. As she worked, Spike’s enjoyment of her sensual treatment traveled down to his tail as it swayed a little faster against the wet tiles underneath it.
Fleur soon moved on to the other wing, copying the same method she used on its twin. Spike gave a low growl in his throat, but Fleur wasn’t worried, she could tell Spike was enjoying himself and she was glad to see it. When she was finished with his wing, she moved back to back, running her hands up and down before working his sides. Spike couldn’t help but twitch a few times given that Fleur managed to find a few of his tickle spots which made her giggle. She then moved down to a more a more tempting area as she moved her hand down and firmly groped his butt. “Hey,” Spike said as he looked back at her with an amused smile.
“Sorry, couldn’t help myself,” she said with an innocent smile.
“That’s fine, but a little warning would be nice,” he told her.
“I’ll remember that for next time,” she assured him. “Now turn around so I can do your front.”
“Sure, like we both know what you’re dying to touch there,” he said sarcastically as he faced forward.
“Like we both know you’re not dying for me to touch you there,” she replied with a cheeky smile.
“I wouldn’t say dying per say,” he said with a shrug. "But it would be appreciated." He thought to himself.
“I’ll bet,” she said using her magic to once again lather up her hands. When she had a good lather going, she placed her hands against his chest and began washing him. Her hands roamed around his toned muscular body, feeling every ounce of muscle he had. A lewd smile crept across her face as she worked his forearms and biceps; she then worked her way down, running her hands along his abs. She looked down and saw his lower dragons twitching and throbbing, begging for attention and relief. She reached down to grab his upper pole, but stopped short as she looked up at him, “You look quite pent up, sir, may I assist in giving you some release?”
“That would be nice,” he smiled.
The model smiled as she took hold of his member, gently running her hand around the tip. Spike took a quick intake of breath at the tender touch of her hand. She twisted her hand around the tip, getting a feel for the ridges covering the base of it. She admitted, they tickled her hand a bit, but she could only image how good they would feel inside her. “As nice as that feels,” Spike chimed in, garnering her attention. “You’re gonna have to do better than that if you’re going to clean me.”
“Sorry, I’ve never done this before,” she said, turning her head slightly, trying to play all cute and innocent. “Is there something specific you had in mind?”
“Yes, as a matter of fact I do,” he said, staring down at her chest. “Care to put those sweater puppies of yours to good use?”
“I think that can be arranged,” she smiled at him. The white unicorn got down to her knees, pulling the shampoo bottle down with her. She let go of Spike’s member and took hold of both her breasts. Holding her breasts up, Fleur used her magic to pour a generous amount of shampoo over her chest. With little effort, she rubbed the shampoo between her boobs and worked up a nice thick lather. When she was finished, she looked up at Spike as she took her breasts and enveloped Spike’s dicks between them. With the mare’s amazing bust, Spike’s members were completely covered in Fleur’s soft boob flesh, not even his tips were visible.
Fleur then started stroking her glorious soapy melons against his hard-ons in a nice even pace, the sensation of which instantly caused a reaction out of Spike as he threw his head back, growling and looking up at the ceiling; the overall softness of her fur amplified by the slipperiness of the shampoo was sending jolts of pleasure throughout his entire body. Fleur giggled at his reaction while she continued to work, watching Spike trembling under her gentle caresses and listening to him groan and pant from the sheer pleasure he was receiving. Feeling Spike’s hot draconic pricks between her chest, his ridges tickling against her skin; she could feel her tender nipples stiffening against the pasties clinging to them as a familiar wet sensation crawling down her legs and it most certainly wasn’t from the shower. “How is it?” Fleur asked, trying to keep her composure.
“Amazing,” he groaned, looking back down at her. “No way you’ve never done this before.”
“Well…I may have a few times…maybe more,” she giggled, “From what I’ve been told my titjobs are the best.”
“I believe it,” he assured her.
“Aw, you’re so sweet and just for that,” Fleur said as she changed up her tempo and started stroking his members from side to side. Spike couldn’t help but moan as he quickly felt a certain pressure, rising in his loins. As much as he was enjoying himself, Spike didn’t want to be the only one feeling good; so the young drake reached down and took hold of straining erect perky nipples between his fingers. Fleur shrieked and shivered, her cheeks reddening from the sensation as he poked and twisted the covered nubs, but to Spike’s surprise she fought through the obvious pleasure of his touch, gazing up at him with lust and considerate appreciation while she continued to pleasure him instead.
Impressed by her commitment, Spike decided to double his efforts and snaked his tail between his legs and aimed the spade tip down between the Fleur’s. Given the mare’s current occupation, she was perfectly distracted which made her reaction all the more amusing as Spike pressed his the spade against her waiting sex and pulled her nipples simultaneously. Fleur’s eyes widened in surprise, a full-hearted moaned escaping her as pleasure wracked her body causing her to stop. “Ooo, you crafty dragon you.” she said, her eyes lidded lustfully.
“Well, don’t stop on my account,” Spike told her. With that said, Fleur went back to stroking Spike’s length, while Spike in tern continued to stroking Fleur’s lower lips and playing with her chest. Even from the first touch, Spike could feel the mare’s honeypot dripping steadily against his spade. With each stroke, Fleur’s calm composure was soon melting away, leaving her face flushed and panting heavily. Instead of halting her, Spike’s teasing simply spurred her own as she quickened her pace, stroking his members from top to base.
The pleasure was quickly becoming overwhelming, the pressure down below growing and reaching a breaking point. “Fleur, I’m gonna cum.”
"Wonderful, I can’t hold on anymore either," she thought happily as she looked up at him. “You don’t have to hold back, from what Rarity said you must be really pent up. Go ahead, let it all out.”
Fleur once again increased the speed of her strokes, trying to push Spike over the edge, with Spike attempting to do the same as she sped up stroking her with his tail, the spade pressing firmly against her lips and clit. With a few more good strokes, Spike could no longer contain himself, letting loose a hearty growl as he finally unloaded his seed. Fleur opened her mouth and held out her tongue, doing her best to catch her prize. Her face was quickly plastered by the first volley; half of it managed to hit its mark in her open mouth before the next shots came and once again landed in her open muzzle. Not far behind him, Fleur released an ear piercing shriek as her own orgasm hit her; her eyes glazing over as a stream of her cum came gushing forth, thickly coating Spike’s tail and spraying the already damp shower floor, while Spike continued to unleash his own spunk onto her stunned form.
Shot after shot, Fleur found her mouth getting fuller and fuller, Spike groaning and shivering through the first orgasm he had had in he couldn’t remember how long. As his climax began to die down, the last few shots landed on her neck and then her breasts, plastering her beautiful white orbs with nice glob of it pooling in her cleavage. Normally, Fleur wouldn’t be too happy to possibly get her hair ruined, but after feeling Spike’s hot seed soaking on her skin and in her mouth, as well as the aftermath of her own climax washing through her body, she could make an acceptation and thankfully they were in the shower, so she could always clean herself up. The mare gave a few hard pants before closing her eyes and her mouth, swishing the fresh cum around her taste buds, savoring it like fine wine.
When she had enough, she threw her head back, swallowing it all in one gulp. “Mmmm, that…was quite good,” she panted heavily, looking up at him. “Such a thick…yet rich texture, I can honestly say…I haven’t had anything…like that before.”
“What are you, a Sperm connoisseur?”
To her own surprise, Fleur managed to burst into genuine laughter, which caused Spike to chuckle a bit himself. “That’s…that’s a first, nopony has ever…called me that before. I like it,” she said, finally beginning to regain her breath, wiping what little hadn’t washed off her face on her finger before placing it in her mouth and sucking it clean. “So, how did I do?”
“I think my orgasm speaks for itself, but that was something else,” Spike said, brushing back the spines on his head.
“I’m a maid, I aim to please,” she said.
“In that case, I think you’ve earned a reward,” Spike said as he pulled his spade back, revealing the end of his tail to have been drenched in her nectar. “Since you got a taste of mine, mind if I get a taste of yours?”
“Not at all,” she said as she stood up. “In fact, that sounds delightful.”
“Good, but first, let’s get you cleaned up a bit,” Spike said as she stood up.
“Oh, why’s that? You’re just gonna get me all dirty again,” Fleur pointed out as she stood up, some of Spike’s seed still clinging to her as the hot water did its best to remove it from her form.
“True, but I’d like to touch your body and it seemed like a relatively good excuse,” Spike said with a casual shrug.
“No need for that, dear, I am your maid for the day, remember?” she said placing her hands behind her back and jiggling her chest in front of him playfully. “If you want to touch me, please, do so. I’m all yours.”
“Glad to hear,” Spike said, taking hold of the shampoo bottle Fleur kept in midair. Fleur released her magical hold on the object, letting Spike take control of the situation as she turned her back to him, pulling her mane over her shoulder. “Do be gentle, though, my skin is oh so fragile.”
“Not to worry, I’m good at tending to ‘high maintenance’ mares,” Spike assured her as he poured the soapy liquid into his palm. When he had enough, the drake wrapped his tail around the bottle as he lathered up his hands. When he had a proper amount of foam covering his hands, Spike placed them on her shoulders before running them down her back until his hands glided down and groped her butt. Fleur cooed and shivered under his gentle caressing, slightly wiggling her rump in his firm grip with her tail brushing tenderly against his leg; she could feel her muscles relaxing as his hands ran up her sides and then back to her neck and shoulders. Spike soon alternated and moved onto her right arm; he didn’t even have to ask her to lift it, she was so relaxed she simply lifted it as she felt his hands moving into position. Fleur couldn’t believe how wonderfully calm and relaxed she was; she had shared a shower with many a stallion, but none had been so attentive and sensual about it. The white mare easily felt her body melting under his touch, moaning quite audibly as the results of his efforts flowing down from her marehood.
"Mmm, this is nice…very nice," she thought, closing her eyes and biting her lip to try to contain her pleasure. "Rarity was not kidding, he really knows his way around a mare’s body. If he keeps this up I’ll-ah!"
Fleur was soon pulled from her thoughts when she felt Spike’s hands digging into her chest. She was so lost in her euphoric bliss that she didn’t even notice Spike had already finished washing both her right and left arm. He rested his head on her shoulder, pressing his body against hers as he chuckled at her loud gasp, “Somepony is enjoy herself.”
“Sorry, I couldn’t help myself,” she purred as he firmly groped her chest, his claws visibly digging into her soft flesh, while his twin pricks buried themselves between her plump ass cheeks from behind. “And clearly neither could you.”
“Guilty as charged, when I see such a beautiful set like yours…what can I say, they bring out the beast in me.” he said with a devilish grin.
“That’s what I like to hear,” Fleur said, grinning back at him.
Spike pulled his tail forward over the mare’s breasts and tightened his grip causing the bottle to release a large amount of body wash directly onto her chest and his hands. Spike felt Fleur shiver at the contact of the cool liquid on her skin before the drake started massaging her breasts, trying to spread the soap around her chest. Before long, a nice thick soapy foam covered most of the mare’s chest as Spike continued groping her chest at his leisure. The drake then drifted his right hand down her midriff, rubbing more of the soap into her fur, while keeping his left on her breast, still massaging and groping it, feeling her nipple. Fleur made no more further attempts to hide her moans as Spike rubbed and tugged at her pasty covered nipple. It wasn’t long before Spike’s roaming hand reached her lower half, letting it rest just over her hot dripping marehood.
Fleur yelped a bit at the sudden touch of his hand on her lower lips, the soap on his hand tingling against her sex. “Hmm, is it me or are you seriously drenched down here?” Spike commented.
“No, I’m afraid that is me,” Fleur assured him with a lustful smile. “I don’t know how you’re doing it, but I feel like I’m turning to jelly. Keep going.”
Spike smiled as he ran his middle and ring fingers deep inside her waiting marehood. Fleur released a loud moan as she felt Spike’s fingers breach her entrance; her walls instantly tightening around his appendages. Spike quickly worked his fingers, pumping them in and out of her tight pussy, her walls trying desperately to keep his fingers inside her as her worked her sensitive folds. The young super model soon found her mind becoming a blank slate; between Spike’s groping of her chest and fingering her tight wet hole, all she could do was writhe and moan in pure bliss. "Sweet Goddesses above, I figured he was good, but I certainly didn’t expect this. I don’t think I can last much longer."
“Wow, never thought I’d hear the famed Fleur de Lis make such sexy sounds before,” he whispered in her ear. “I gotta say, I find it very intoxicating.”
“Oh, you haven’t heard anything yet,” she replied. Mustering what strength she could, Fleur pulled herself from Spike’s grasp and turned back to the wall to face him. Initially surprised, Spike watched as the white mare placed her back against wall and widened her legs while she put her left hand over her plump lower lips and spread them open. “If you really want to hear me scream, I think you know how to make it happen.”
Spike couldn’t help but smirk as a puff of smoke escaped his nostrils with his massive pricks stood at full attention. “Alright, let’s get down to business,” he said as he walked over to her.
Spike once again stood before of Fleur, his phalluses throbbing anxiously, ready to plunge into the mare’s honey pot. Spike grabbed his lower member, and gently rubbed it against her lips as he asked, “Given the current situation, I’m guessing you’re not up for taking both these bad boys for a test drive?”
“Not entirely true,” she replied, “Don’t get me wrong, I would certainly love to try both at once and while I am no stranger to anal, I believe that is a treat like that must be earned.”
“Alright, if that’s how you want to play,”
Spike then took Fleur by surprise as he grabbed the back of her left leg and hauled it over her shoulder. The sudden motion gained a gasp from Fleur as the new position caused hers and Spike’s bodies to close the distance and their nether regions to press against each other with the dragon’s lower member prodding the mare’ entrance. “Ready?” he asked, staring intensely into her eyes.
Fleur nodded with a delighted smile on her face and with one good thrust, Spike drove his dick deep inside her, his other member pressed against her lower abdomen, being brushed against her soft silky fur. Fleur threw her head back a wave of pleasure coursed through her body as Spike hilted himself inside of her. Spike groaned as the velvety walls of Fleur’s pussy tightened around his member, desperately trying to hold it inside her. The virile dragon wasted no time as he pulled his lower member back, leaving only his head inside before thrusting back in. Fleur quickly wrapped her arms around Spike’s neck as he worked himself in a steady rhythm, her cries of pleasure reached new heights; with each thrust, she felt the tiny numbs surrounding his cock tingled through every inch of her inner walls, sending various jolts of pleasure through her senses, racking both her mind and body in absolute pleasure.
Spike groaned as he continued to thrust, his upper phallus brushing against her abdomen as the sensation of a feather duster stimulating the lone member, dribbling a steady stream of pre into her fur. Spike had never experienced such a feeling and definitely found it pleasurable. Both the mare and dragon were drowning in the new sensations filling their bodies as their minds were driven by euphoric ecstasy. Spike once again felt his orgasm beginning to creep up on him as he picked up speed. He reached out and grabbed her right breast, digging his claws into her fleshy mounds while leaning his head forward to her left and began suckling at her tender teat. Fleur released a shriek of pleasure as Spike played with her chest, throwing her head back while he poked, tugged, licked and nipped at her hardened protected nipples.
“Dear sweet Celestia of Equestria, that’s amazing,” she moaned looked down at him. Her eyes soon caught sight of the dragon’s upper member still brushing against her midriff. Feeling a bit sorry for the poor thing, Fleur pulled her left hand underneath him and grabbed hold of his lone phallus before she began to vigorously stroke his upper prick. Spike groaned and trembled a bit from the sudden touch of her silky hands, his groaning vibrating through the mare’s chest, sending another ripple of pleasure to hit her. Fleur gave a sensual squeal as she dug her hand into his back, trying to hold him close as she worked her hand and her hips, matching her own rhythm with Spike’s, trying to bring about her own impending orgasm as well as his own.
“Ah, Spike, I’m going…going to cum soon,” Fleur warned him.
“Yeah, me too,” he agreed, pulling his head from her chest to meet her lust filled gaze Spike felt the pressure started to reach critical mass and tried to pull out. Fleur felt his retreat and instantly jumped off the ground with her remaining right leg and wrapped it around Spike’s waist. Spike quickly caught her in surprise, pulling his hand under her leg to hold her up. “Fleur, I gotta pull out or I’ll-”
“No, cum inside, it’s okay,” Fleur assured him.
“But-”
“Trust me, dear, it’s fine,” she told him. “Cum whenever you’re ready.”
Spike growled in his throat, once again speeding up his thrusting, moving faster and harder than before, causing Fleur to scream in sheer ecstasy. With each thrust, Fleur felt Spike’s dick hitting home and pressing firmly against her cervix, the tiny ridges tingling the inside of her womb; she could feel her walls convulsing around Spike’s phallus indicating her orgasm reaching its peak as she tried to milk him dry. The young dragon could feel his own limit about break; both his members throbbing and engorging, ready to release his pent up arousal. Just as they were about to reach their respective climaxes, Spike leaned in, claiming the mare’s lips in a fiery passionate kiss. That final act proved to be enough to send Fleur clear over the edge. The sexy maid screamed feverishly into the kiss as her flood gates came crashing down. As her walls tightened as best they could, the rushing wave of marecum sprayed forth, drenching his penis and thighs, Spike gave a final thrust, hilting himself inside Fleur as he unloaded a volley of his white seed into Fleur’s love tunnel while his second member unloaded itself into her abdomen and against her left hand, marking her body in one big messy splotch in her fur.
As their love juices mixed together, Spike broke the kiss, giving them both mare and dragon taking deep breathes, trying to calm down from their intense releases. Fleur rested her head against Spike’s heaving chest, having become no more than a trembling mess, the afterglow of her orgasm leaving her in a very fragile state. “M-M-My w-word,” she shuttered, her voice audibly shaking. “N-Now t-t-t-that…t-that was a…an orgasm; W-Well done, d-d-dear.”
“Thanks, but…you do realize what you…told me to do…right,” Spike pointed out, still trying to steady his breathing.
“Yes…and as I…said before, don’t worry about it. Rarity…placed an impotency spell on…you while you were unconscious.” Fleur explained.
“You mean…she neutered me in my sleep,” Spike asked in with raised brow.
“I’m afraid so,” she said, looking up at him with a diminutive smile. “But in her defense…it was so you could enjoy yourself…without the need…to hold back. She even said she normally…does this when you…normally make love to her.”
“No, no, it’s fine, I understand,” he sighed to himself. "First, she knocks me out and brings me here, and then she neuters me? I knew Rarity was crafty but I never thought she was this cunning. I don’t know whether to be scared or impressed."
“In any case, I knew this would happen,” Fleur stated as she looked down at herself, watching the water wash some of the spunk from her hand and abdomen. “You certainly did make a mess of me.”
“Don’t act like you didn’t like it,” he told her with a toothy grin.
“I never said I didn’t,” she replied in a sultry tone as she tilted her head up to his. Spike leaned down, once again meeting her lips in a still hot, but tenderer embrace. The mare moaned into his mouth as their tongues interlocked, but out of the corner of her eye, Fleur caught sight of a grey earth pony mare, peaking at them from behind the shower opening. Fleur broke the kiss and looked stared at the mare as she said, “Octavia, what are you doing?”
The earth mare gave the cutest squeak of surprise, hiding back behind the wall. “I-I’m sorry, I…I didn’t mean to snoop,” the cellist replied. “You were taking so long, and then I heard you screaming from the other room so I came to see what happened and then I…I…,” Octavia stammered, unable to give any further explanation as she continued to cower behind the wall.
Fleur smiled inwardly as a very devious yet sexy idea played out in her mind. “No need to apologize, dear,” Fleur assured her. “Say, why don’t you go back out and finish up breakfast, while I quickly clean Spike up and have him come join you.”
“What about you?” Spike asked.
“Well, thanks to a certain dragon, it’s going to take me a bit longer until I’m more presentable,” Fleur stated sarcastically, to which Spike chuckled in response. “Now, run along Tavi, Spike will join you shortly.”
“R-Right, take your time,” Octavia responded, the sound of her hooves fading away as she left following soon after.
“So you really did manage to get Octavia in on this? Nicely done,” Spike said.
“It wasn’t easy, but I can be quite persuasive when I need to be,” Fleur said, tossing her straight wet mane back. “Now, let’s actually get you cleaned up so you can go have breakfast with young Tavi. Believe me, dear, you’ll absolutely love it, I promise.”
After getting cleaned up by Fleur, Spike left the bedroom, stark naked, letting the nice breeze wash over his form as he walked out into the wide spacious living area of the suit. The floor was polished white marble, which practically shinned by itself; a wide circular pit lay smack dab in the middle of the room, the bottom laced with a massive red cushion and the edges lined with white pillows, while to the left of it sat a small cylinder tabletop fireplace, making it the ideal spot to warm up and relax. A little ways away from there was an open kitchen, the counter lined with a four chairs facing toward the inside of the kitchen; beyond there was another counter in the center with a working stove and sink beside it; a wall of cabinets surrounded it before turning a corner into a refrigerator and wine cabinet beside it. Off the right sat a glass dining table with four chairs at each end.
That’s where Spike found the beautiful cellist Octavia; she adorned the same maid uniform as Fleur, the only real difference being that Octavia wore a pair of pink thong that rode up her shapely hips and the pasties that clung to her nipples were a pair of pink music eighth note symbols, the base of the note barely covering her nipples, with her areolas visibly showing. The grey mare seemed to be humming a tune to herself as she set the table, her tail swaying back and forth in time with her tune. While the food looked delicious, it paled in comparison to the gorgeous mare. “Hello, Octavia,” Spike greeted her.
Octavia gave a slight shriek in surprise as she turned around to see Spike standing before her. “Oh, Spike, you startled me,” she said with a slight blush on her face, averting her eyes slightly from his.
Spike quickly took note of this as something Fleur mentioned to him came to mind.
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“Now, Spike, there’s something I need to tell you about little Tavi before you go,” Fleur said as she washed the remnants of their shower fun from his legs. “Even though she’s here to act as your maid, same as myself, she’s a bit more…reserved, I’m afraid.”
“So, you’re saying I need to take certain precautions,” Spike said inquisitively, raising a brow in curiosity.
“Precisely,” Fleur said with a firm nod, “Octavia isn’t as casual about sex as me, but she isn’t a total prude either. If you wish to proceed with her you need to coax her properly, a little teasing goes a long way, especially given what she just saw between us.”
“So, how would I go about doing this?”
“Well, for starters, it would be best if you went out there as is. She needs to get used to seeing you naked and seeing you as such will make her more comfortable as well. I can’t tell you what Rarity and I had to do to get her in uniform. Trust me, the more she sees the easier it is for her to accept and deal with. Just go out there as if nothing is wrong.”
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"Alright, Fleur, let’s see if this works," he thought to himself as he proceeded forward. “Sorry, didn’t mean to scare you.” he quickly apologized.
“It’s okay,” she said, still not making eye contact as she brushed a lock of her mane from her face. “Actually, I should be apologizing for peeping at you and Fleur during such a…private moment.”
“No problem,” he said he reached her, leaned down into her ear and whispered, “I don’t mind putting on a show for the ladies.”
The sheer confidence brimming from his voice had an instant effect, the mare’s face turning bright red as a trembling shiver ran down her spin, causing her fur to stand on end as it traveled through her body. Spike smiled at her reaction before casually walking away and moving toward the table. He pulled out his seat and sat down, a large silver platter covered by a dome sat in front of him with silver wear sitting on either side of it. “So, what’s for breakfast?”
“Oh, yes,” the grey mare said, quickly pulling herself from her stupor. She quickly moved over to his side and pulled the dome off revealing the meal. Spike’s eyes went wide for a second before Octavia answered his question, “Well, Rarity told us that loved gem stones, so we made pancakes with crushed sapphire shards, butter and syrup on the side. A bowl of small bit sized gems and some hash browns.”
“Sweet, this looks amazing, thanks!” Spike said happily with a wide toothy grin.
“You’re quite welcome,” Octavia smiled back. “Please, enjoy.”
Spike wasted no time grabbing his utensils and digging into the food. The pancakes were heavenly; fluffy and crunchy thanks to the sapphires. He quickly added butter and syrup which only added to the flavor. Octavia watched happily as Spike enjoyed his meal, his constant moaning through each bite making her glad that he liked it so much. She was never much of a cook, especially if it involved adding gems into the mix, but thanks to Rarity’s recipe for them, she managed to pull it off without a hitch. It didn’t take him long to finish the pancakes, using his last bite to whip up the remaining syrup before devouring it.
“I’m guessing you like the pancakes,” she asked.
“Like, I love ‘em, they’re awesome," he said ecstatically. “Glad to see I’m not the only one around here with looks that can cook.”
“Oh, well…why…why thank you,” Octavia stammered a bit in surprise of the comment. “But it’s nothing. I just followed the recipe Rarity gave me. I’m not a good cook, not to mention this outfit is…not really me.”
“You kidding, these pancakes are great and that outfit is too. It really accentuates how lovely your breasts are and I definitely like the pasties too.”
“Y-You do…you actually think I look good in this?” she said, looking herself over nervously.
“Look good? You’re beautiful, seriously, don’t let it fool you, that outfit helps to show how great your figure really is. It’s your body, have some confidence in it. Don’t feel so restrained.” he said before he moved the empty plate aside andpulled the glass bowl of small gem stones to him before grabbing a spoon and scooping up as many as he could and taking a bite; as he did, Spike smiled internally as Fleur’s advice quickly began to pay off.
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“Next, you need to get Octavia more relaxed with ‘you’. This is pretty easy since all you really need to do is be yourself, but also, don’t forget to compliment her. All girls love to be complimented, but Octavia really needs it. She’s not too comfortable with herself so it’s hard for her to be comfortable with others in situations such as this. Her biggest issue are her breasts, she’s quite sensitive about them.”
“So all I have to do is be nice and compliment a beautiful mare on how big her breasts are? This is going to be a lot more fun than I thought.”
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"Hm, what do you know, I was right, this is fun," he chuckled to himself.
Octavia jumped a bit in surprise at the audible crunching sound as Spike crushed the multicolored jewels in his teeth with relative ease. She had heard dragons ate gems, but to actually see a creature willing bite down and crush such a hard substance with just his jaws was quite surprising…and also a bit exciting. As he continued to devour the gems, Octavia couldn’t seem to peel her eyes from the drake’s frame; his toned muscular back where his wide spacious wings sat folded against it; his strong claws tapping against the polished floor while his long lithe tail swayed behind him, dragging itself against the floor; soon after her mind quickly began to recall the recent memories of this drake rutting Fleur senseless in the shower. "Amazing, he’s clearly strong and could easily tear a pony apart, but he was so steadfast and in control of himself that he didn’t hurt Fleur at all. In fact, she seemed to love every second of it. Is he really that good?"
Her enamored train of thought seemed to have more of an effect on her as as her body began to tingle and heat up, but none of it compared to the abundant swelling in her chest."Calm down, Octavia, calm down, you are supposed to be helping a friend, no need to be selfish. You’ve waited this long, you can wait a little longer." she told herself, trying to keep a handle on her urges, however, the slightly painful full sensation of the large mass of liquid in her chest begged to differ. "Or not. Oh, I’ve really waited too long to empty them out, they’re starting to hurt."
“…ia…tavia…Octavia,” Spike called to her, squeaking as she was pulled her from her thoughts.
“Y-Yes…s-sorry, I was…lost in thought,” she chuckled nervously. “Did you need something?”
“Well, I was wondering if you were okay,” Spike asked in a concerned tone. “You seemed to be a bit out of it and you were fidgeting quite a bit. You sure you’re okay?”
“Yes…yes, I’m okay, really,”
“Good, in that case, can you do me a favor and get me something to drink. I’m kinda parched.”
“Oh, of course, is there anything particular you’d like?”
“Mmm, nothing too fancy, could I trouble you for some milk?”
The grey mare’s ears twitched while her eyes nearly shrunk to pins. She nervously began to chuckle, much to her own disdain, trying desperately to control herself and already failing miserably. “I’m sorry, I don’t mean to poke fun but…did you say…you would like some…milk?”
“Yes, if that’s okay,” Spike asked casually. "Wow, didn’t expect that kind of reaction. Fleur wasn’t joking around when she told me about it."
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“Now finally, when you’ve broken through her defenses dearest Tavi will be in the palm of your claws. Once you’ve done that, you need to finish her by attacking her weak spot. Now Octavia’s body is a lot more physically sensitive than most mares, but her biggest weakness are her breasts mainly because of her “condition”.” Fleur told him.
“What kind of condition?”
“Octavia has a bit of a lactation issue. Her breasts not only produce milk, but quite a bit of it and fast. She needs to drained of her milk rather often, but she’s been busy as of late and hasn’t had time to do so, so she’s pretty full at the moment and I don’t think I need to tell you how painful that can be for her or how unhealthy it is either.”
“Ah, so that’s why she’s here?”
“Well, that and she needs a good rutting, probably more so than I did. She puts on a polite smile, but I know a sexually frustrated mare when I see one. The poor thing has been so lonely lately, I think this will be a good experience for her and after experiencing it first hand, I believe you to be quite qualified for the job.”
“Job? And here I thought I was supposed to be relaxing. Though given the parameters, I guess I can’t really complain.”
“I think I would be quite cross if you did,” the model said, almost glaring up at him. “Please, Spike, Tavi is a sweet girl and a close friend of mine. I would like to see her happy, even if it is only for a day and you’re the only male I can trust to not take advantage of her. Can you do this for me?”
“How could I say no such a good friend?” he said with a smile.
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“So, can I get some milk?” he asked.
“Y-Y-Yes…o-of course…one moment,” Octavia stammered as she turned toward the kitchen.
“Ah, hold it, Octavia,” he said, calling out to her, causing her to stop dead in her tracks. “I like my milk better when it’s fresh.”
“I-I’m sorry…I-I don’t understand,” Octavia said, looking back at him.
“You know, fresh,” Spike said as he reached his tail out, snaking it around her chest before pulling toward him. Octavia squeaked in surprise as she landed in his lap with her back to his face; his tail releasing her waist, letting his arm replace it to keep her still as she settled into her new seat. The drake her body stiffened a bit under his grasp and he couldn’t help but chuckle.
“You…you know about my…condition?” she asked.
“Fleur told me, she said you’re pretty backed up and in need of a hand,” Spike said as he released his arm from her waist and pulled his hands up, letting them hang just inches from her teats. “So, what do you say, want me to help? I won’t go any further unless you want me to.”
The grey mare sat in silence, contemplating the offer. "Oooooh, it is tempting, my breasts are so swollen and I could really use this; but what if he doesn’t like my breasts, they are pretty big, even without all the milk inside; but he already said he liked my breasts, even Rarity says he likes them big; even so, everypony has their limit, what if mine are beyond that and he really thinks they’re disgustingly huge once he touches them," her frantic thoughts seemed to halt as he felt something pressing into her back. She half turned her head to see Spike laying his head against her back with a content smile on his face.
“Relax, Octavia, it’s okay,” he told her. “Don’t worry about anything else and just speak your mind. If you want me to help relieve you of your milk, say so. If you’re not comfortable letting me do so and want me to let go, say so. I’ll respect whatever you decide.”
Hearing that seemed to work wonders as her tension quickly lessened. She took a deep calming breath, letting the rest of her anxiety leave her body before she opened her mouth to speak, “Spike, would you please assist me in releasing some of my milk?”
“Thought you’d never ask,” he said happily. Finally given permission, Spike pulled his hands up took hold of Octavia’s enormous mounds, causing Octavia to gasp the instant they made contact. Spike became wide eyed as his claws dug into her supple flesh, his hands almost disappearing into the wonderful orbs as they filled his palm completely. “Octavia, your breasts are amazing. They fill out my hands perfectly, it’s like they’re trying to swallow them up.”
“P-Please don’t say things like that, it’s embarrassing,” she pleaded, trying to contain the pleasure that was already swelling inside of her.
“Alright, let’s get down to business,” he said as he began massaging and kneading her chest. Octavia couldn’t possibly hold back the pleasure filled moans that escaped her as Spike’s hands worked their magic; her breasts moving with the sway of his hands as a soothing sensation washed over them. "Hmmm, this feels so good, it’s even better than when I normally have them emptied and he hasn’t even drained them yet." she thought.
With the long awaited attention they were finally receiving it wasn’t long before Octavia felt her nipples hardening, the stiff nubs pressing harshly against the protection of her pasties as if they were trying to break free. Spike could tell from her mewling and cooing that his tactics were working and decided to change things up. “Octavia, be a dear and turn around for me, I’d like to see what I have to work with.” he said as he let go of her, giving her room to move.
Octavia gave a slight pout when Spike removed his hands, but did as she was told, turning herself around so she saw straddling his lap, her breasts inches from his face. Spike quickly moved his hands back into place, hefting her chest up and down, trying to get a better feel for them. “Wow, now that I can feel the weight better, these things are pretty heavy, I can practically feel the milk sloshing around inside.” he commented.
“I can and it’s becoming unbearable,” Octavia whined, but still enjoying the feeling of his hands on her body.
“Alright, then let’s see what we got here,” he said, moving his hands up to her sensitive nubs. He gave the area around her teats a nice firm grip which forced a loud moan from her. He moved his index fingers to each of her nipples, poking, prodding and massaging them, trying to get them as hard as he could. The grey mare closed her eyes and bit into her lip to try and control herself as her heart began to race. Spike could feel her nipples growing even harder under his touch, but he knew he had to get her more aroused to get the most milk out of her.
He then lifted up the tip of his tail and pressed it between her legs. Octavia gasped as she felt the dragon’s tail rubbing slowly, yet firmly against her marehood, her body quivering from the sudden sensation. “Wow, you’re breast really are your weak spots if they’re enough to get you this wet,” he said with a smirk.
“I can’t help it…if my body…is this sensitive,” she told him, panting heavily between breathes.
“Its fine, it just makes this a lot more fun,” said as he moved his right thumb up to join his index and grabbed the edge of the pasties. “Ready?”
“Yes…please, I…I can’t take much more,” she pleaded desperately.
Spike smiled and slowly began to pull the pasty from her tender flesh. Octavia released a light shriek as she felt the pasties sticky surface tugging at her nipple as it was being removed and then with one quick tug, Spike pulled the musical note clean off. Octavia couldn’t help but scream, throwing her head back in pure ecstasy as her stiff nipple was finally set free of it confines. “That’s one,” Spike said as he tossed the pasty aside and started on the second.
Spike repeated the action, grabbing other pasty and began pulling it loose form the grey mare’s person. As he did, Spike continued rubbing his tail against her heated flower, his tail becoming almost as wet as the panties that separated them from each other. Octavia placed her hands against Spike’s shoulders, using them for balance as the pleasure was becoming too much to bear. Once most of the pasty became undone, Spike once again gave it a quick tug and pulled it off, causing Octavia to once again cry out in pleasure.
With her nipples not fully exposed, Spike wasted no time grabbing them, wrapping his index fingers and thumbs around them, while his hands massaged the areas around them. Octavia could no longer suppress her moans and groans as Spike tweaked and tugged her nipples; other than the pleasure, the grey mare could feel the pressure building inside her chest, warning her what was about to come. “S-Spike, it’s c-coming out…i-it’s coming out!” she warned him.
Having heard that Spike removed his hand from her left breast before leaning forward and taking her engorged nipple into his mouth, wrapping his lithe tongue around the tender nub. With one hard suck of his mouth and tug of his tongue, Octavia threw her head up, screaming as the pressure in her chest finally reached its peak, releasing a large gush of milk into the dragon’s waiting mouth. Spike was almost caught off guard by the sheer volume, but still managed to swallow it all. The next jet of milk came a bit smaller, allowing him to actually savor the taste; it was surprisingly sweet and tangy, the apex of freshness. Spike couldn’t resist the moan that follow, but his was drowned out by Octavia’s. The mare shivered and panted heavily, the soothing relief enveloping her in a state of pure bliss. “Ah, yes… finally…sweet release,” she said with a lust filled smile on her face, her eyes practically glazed over, her mind lost in the euphoric sensation.
She looked down at Spike, watching him suckle the constant flow of milk from her teat, his eyes closed with a completely content look on his face. She smiled down at him, wrapping her arms around his neck, pressing him against her a little harder. “Mmm, that feels wonderful, Spike, I can feel the swelling starting to go down.” she told him.
Spike looked up at her and smiled around he pulled away, licking some of the excess milk from his lips. “Glad to hear,” he told her as he went to massage her breasts lonely twin. “But now, let’s try and drain this one a bit too.” He quickly moved over the other inflated mammary and began suckling from it. Octavia cried out once again as her milk came spraying out almost instantly, quickly filling Spike’s mouth. She was so lost in her lust addled state that she almost didn’t notice Spike’s tail ceasing it’s gentle rubbing until something hard and hot poking took its place, poking up between her legs.
She looked behind her and her eyes widened in surprise when she found the culprit…or rather culprits. She saw both Spike’s draconic phalluses standing fully erect, his upper member nestling a few mere inches from her dripping honeypot; her flow love juices slowly dripping on the harden dragonhood, causing it to throb and twitch, trying to close distance between them and seek some attention as well. "Oh, how rude of me, I’m supposed to be pleasuring Spike today yet here I am indulging in my own needs. I need to fix that." she thought to herself.
Octavia sat back on her knees, lowering her hips, letting Spike’s shaft press against her panty-clad pussy before she began rocking her hips and rubbing her marehood against his shaft. Spike groaned as he felt Octavia grinding her pussy against him, but he quickly regaining control of himself and focused on his task. Minutes passed and Octavia easily felt the swelling in her chest lessening, the same as her other. As much as she wanted this continue, she knew Spike couldn’t possibly drink her dry. “S-Spike, it’s okay…you can stop now,” she said in a somewhat reluctant tone.
Spike released the mare’s tit with an audible ‘pop’ as he looked up at her in confusion. “Really, but I’m not done yet. You’re still pretty full, right?”
“Yes, but you can’t drink it all down,” she quickly responded, the reluctant tone still ever present. “Besides, thanks to you they’re at a more manageable size and they don’t hurt anymore, so…it’s okay.”
“Hmm, you say that but…” he trailed on before looking down, causing Octavia to follow his eyes, causing her own to widen and her face to blush heavily red. “you’re the one still grinding against me.”
“T-T-That’s just because I…I…” she stammered in slight embarrassment, but her hips still refused to stop moving.
“Because you want me to keep going?” he inquired.
“Well…of course I do, but-”
“You said you do and that’s good enough for me,” Spike quickly cut her off before she could object before once again taking her left tit in her mouth and started draining her dry.
Octavia cried out, her body once again succumbing to the wonderful sensation of her milk being sucked out, which only spurred her to grind her hips more aggressively against his member, soaking it as well as her panties. Spike soon switched to the other breast, trying to give them both an equal amount of drainage. Every few minutes or so, Spike would switch back and forth, his senses almost drowning in the heavenly sweetness pouring down his throat and the wonderfully wet sensation of Octavia’s drenched marehood grinding against his dragonhood. Octavia’s mind was a completely blank; nopony had ever tended to her milking her so enthusiastically and with such gusto. She knew Spike wasn’t just milking her because she asked; he did it because he was enjoying it as much as she was. Many times she had a stallion court her; they usually did so simply because they wanted her as a quick lay or as eye candy. Naturally, she was smart enough to cut her losses and break things off before anything serious happened; and even when she thought she found somepony who truly liked her, when they found out how large her breasts were or about her condition, they rejected her, thinking her body was simply too much.
But right here, right now, was a drake who treated her properly. He complimented her, he liked her body, he took her feelings into consideration over his own and respected her choices and he thought of his pleasure over her own. She didn’t care anymore, even if this was just for one day, she was going to indulge herself as well as Spike, because as far as she was concerned, they had both earned it. Time seemed to pass by like a blur, both the dragon and mare lost in each other’s grasp. Before long, Spike could feel Octavia’s breasts shrink a considerable amount now that most of her reserves had been expended, but even so, they still remained relatively big. Octavia’s eyes were completely glazed over, moaning and gyrating her hips away in total abandon as she lost herself in the wonderful treatment she was receiving and the more her milk was drained, the closer she came to another form of pent up release.
“S-Spike, I-I’m so…so c-close,” she stammered her voice trembling as she tried to warn him. Spike smiled around her left nipple as he decided he’d try and finish her off. In one quick motion, Spike opened his mouth to release her tit as he grabbed both her breasts and brought her nipples together before taking both her lactating teats into his mouth. Octavia screamed as she felt Spike suck on her breasts even harder than before, his tongue lapping and flicking against her sensitive nubs as more milk came rushing out. “Y-Yes more…more…I’m…I’m g-gong to cum!”
Just as Octavia was about obtain sweet sexual release, everything seemed to stop as they became encased in the ethereal grip of a light pink magic field; Spike’s sucking and licking, Octavia’s milk flow, her grinding and most importantly, her impending orgasm. Both individual’s eyes widened in shock and confusion before a familiar voice sounded, “Ah ah ah, can’t have none of that now.”
The magic released their heads, allowing them to turn and see Fleur walking over to them, once again clad in her maid uniform. “Well, well, well, looky at what we have here,” the model said casually as she reached them, their bodies still locked in place by her magic. “Seems you two got along just fine without my presence, I’m glad to see that.”
“F-Fleur, what is the meaning of this,” Octavia asked. “Please release us, I was so close.”
“I know, dear, I know and that’s why I stopped you,” Fleur said as she patted the grey mare’s head affectionately. “You’re forgetting that we are here to act as Spike’s maids today. Our first and number one job is to see that Spike enjoys himself.”
“But I am enjoying myself,” Spike pointed out.
“While that may be, Octavia is the only one receiving any sexual gratification from it, even with the way she was shamelessly grinding her hips…” Fleur trailed off as Octavia bashfully turned her head at the comment, “she would have obviously climaxed long before you. That’s a big no no, especially for a maid.”
“Fleur, it’s fine, I don’t-”
“No, Spike, she’s right,” Octavia admitted, cutting Spike off. “I-I wanted you to feel good too, but I was too heavily focused on myself. It’s been a while since I felt this good and I…got a bit carried away. You milking me was more than enough, so let me make it up to you.”
“Good girl, Tavi,” Fleur said happily as she clapped her hands together. “And I think I know of a way you can do that.”
The white mare negated her magic, releasing her grip on the two, allowing Octavia to remove herself from Spike’s person. “Before we start, let’s move this to a more comfortable area, hm?” Fleur implored as she extended her hand to Spike.
“If you insist,” Spike said, taking the mare’s hand. She helped him to his feet, as both she and Octavia wrapped their arms around his on either side of him. The two mare’s guided him to the living room area, setting him down in small in ground couch. Spike instantly melted into his seat, it was like sitting on a cloud. Both Fleur and Octavia remained standing, the former standing behind the latter; Fleur wrapped her arm around Octavia’s shoulder and the other around her waist, resting her head on the grey mare’s shoulder.
“Now, Tavi dear, what you’re going to do next is properly tend to Spike. After getting him all hot and bothered you must take proper responsibility, understand,” Fleur whispered just loud enough for Spike to hear as well. Both mare’s eyes were locked onto his throbbing phallus, his upper one up thoroughly drenched in the cellist’s love nectar. Between the two mare’s Octavia was the most enthralled by the sight, her heart racing as her body desired to return the pleasure Spike had been so gracious to give her.
“Yes, I understand.” She responded.
“Very good,” Fleur said with a proud smile as she moved the hand around the mare’s waist, taking hold of the buttons holding the top together. With expert ease, the white mare unbuttoned Octavia’s top, her breasts nearly spilling forth as what little support her top provided was removed. Octavia let out a slight gasp from the sudden release, but remained still as Fleur continued to remove her top.
Just seeing those two massive orbs fall free in all their majestic beauty was enough to keep Spike rock hard for ages. Watching the two mares so intimately close, listening to Fleur coax and coach Octavia to be more proactive, it was giving him a few ideas, but he figured he’d save them for later. For now, he was content to enjoy the show.
With little effort, Fleur pulled the mare’s top off, leaving her upper body completely exposed. A slight blush came across her face, her hands strongly urging her to cover herself, but Fleur quickly and firmly grabbed her wrists. “Ah ah ah, young lady, you’ve already allowed Spike to milk you as well as straddle him and grinding your sweet pristine pussy against his dick, you no longer have the right to be reserved anymore,” Fleur told her with a lust filled tone. She then took Octavia’s hands and pulled them up to her breasts, placing them over her milk and saliva soaked teats. “Now, you’re going to use these and give the good sir here a special service and you’re not to stop until he cums, understand?”
An audible gulp could be heard as Octavia swallowed her anxiety. “Y-Yes, ma’am,” Octavia said, her voice still hesitant, but with a sliver of confidence hiding beneath it.
Fleur released Octavia, letting the grey mare take charge of the matter as she sat back at the opposite end of the couch and enjoyed the show. Octavia kept her hands over her breasts as she walked over to Spike, almost as if she were presenting him with two glorious treasures. When she stood before him, she sat on her knees, her breasts still in her hands as she looked up at him. “Spike, forgive me for being so selfish before. Allow to make it up to you and return the favor.”
“I didn’t mind, really,” he assured her, waving off her apology. “But if you feel you need to apologize, who am I to say no,” he replied as he spread his legs, giving her access to what they both desired.
“Then, please, allow me to serve you,” she pleaded. She didn’t even receive as answer before she dove in and claimed Spike’s phalluses, wrapping them with the amazing warmth and softness of her breasts. Spike groaned as the wonderful sensation of her soft fur brushing against his shafts as her supple flesh caressed every inch of twin dragons.
“Argh, damn, I knew this would feel good, but your breasts are softer than I thought.”
“Thank you for the praise,” Octavia smiled at him before beginning her duty bound service. The cellist didn’t waist a single moment as she began to work her breasts into a nice steady rhythm, working the two mounds of flesh up and down. Spike shivered under Octavia’s gentle caress, his head falling back against the edge of the couch, simply letting the mare do her thing.
On the sidelines, Fleur smiled as she watched her dear friend branch out of her shell and relish in the pleasures of her body as well as the pleasures of another’s. She watched Octavia work Spike’s members with expert care, doing her best to please him, all the while, observing her friend and handsome drake indulge themselves caused a familiar urge of her own to make itself known. Fleur relaxed herself laying back and spreading her legs, revealing her pink slit to all those present. She glided her left hand down her body, a light shiver coursing through her by her own touch. When her hand finally reached her sex she gently massaged her moist lips, working her fingers into a circular motion; as her fingers moved up her plump lips she spread them open and then closing them as she worked her way back down.
She bit her lip and moaned at the pleasure that soon greeted her, gripping her right breast with her remaining hand as she lost herself to her urges. Spike couldn’t help but groan at Octavia’s pleasurable breasts, before he heard a moan reach his ears; he turned his head to side, catching sight of Fleur pleasuring herself as she watched them. “Aren’t we the bold one, coming in here without any panties,” he teased.
“Well, I figured after what happened in the shower that wearing underwear would be quite pointless and given what’s going to happen later on, this seemed to be the best option and clearly I was right,” she answered carelessly, her hands never once stopping. She then turned her attention to Octavia and said, “Nice form, Octavia, but a proper boob job is more than simply caressing a male’s member with your breasts, you must also use your mouth; lick his hips, suck them as well, use your special gifts too. You must use all your assets to their fullest.”
“Understood,” Octavia said, stopping her motion for a moment, leaving her breasts resting against Spike’s pelvis with his tips just barely peeking out through her cleavage. She then leaned down with her tongue extended and began lapping at the exposed tips. Spike couldn’t help but shiver, Octavia’s tongue running along the crowns of his pricks, her tongue quickly becoming coated in the steady flow of pre leaking from his tips. Even for her first time, she clearly seemed to know what she was doing, never once sticking to one rhythm of licking, switching between quick flicks, to caressing the edges and even trying to dig her tongue into the small slit at the tip.
She soon began working her breasts once again, adding to the pleasure, Spike groaning as he felt his lower half melting away. Fleur giggled at the sight, watching Octavia take to the act with such gusto was certainly exciting and the juices that began flowing from her marehood and her hardened nipples were proof of that. "Mmm, that’s it Tavi, no need to be so reserved here," she thought to herself, licking her lips with enticement, letting her fingers into her love cave as they quickly found her sweet spot. "Whatever thoughts of doubt or shame are not needed, release all your sexual desires and fantasies; Spike and I will be sure to tend to you as you will to us."
She squealed in delight, her cheeks deeply reddened while she was running her fingers along her walls, thrusting her hips in time with her fingers, pinching her pasties covered nipple with total abandon.
Octavia continued to work, her eyes glazing over in lust and excitement; she soon escalated her tactics and surprise all present company, including herself as she opened her mouth and took both his heads into her oral cavity. Spike gasped as Octavia heavily moaned around his crowns, the sounds vibrating through his members sending even more jolts of pleasure through him. The grey mare knew her mouth was full and she couldn’t possibly suck him off, but she made up for it by suckling at them and twisting her tongue around them as best she could, her oral muscle brushing up against the small bristles along his pricks. “Ooo, Octavia, you truly are a wonder sometimes,” Fleur cooed, watching her friend’s gusto.
“Argh shit, that’s so damn good,” Spike growled as he looked down at her. “To think you were so meek a little while ago.”
Octavia blushed at the compliment, looking up at him in appreciation for her efforts, but still continued her services. "Octavia, you are doing magnificently," Fleur told herself, shuddering as she removed her fingers from her warm marehood. "Therefore, I believe you’ve earned yourself a reward."
The white mare stood up and removed zipped down her skirt, letting it fall haplessly off her hips and onto the couch, her love juices dripping down her legs and onto the couch. It was shame, but she had made bigger messes that were able to be cleaned and at the moment, she intended to make and even bigger mess out of the grey mare before her. Silently, Fleur made her way over to Octavia’s vulnerable form, licking her lips at the bodacious meal in her sights like a predator looming over its prey. Spike saw Octavia’s fellow maid move up behind her; as said maid kneeled down into position, she met Spike’s gaze, placing a finger to her luscious lips, asking him to remain silent.
Spike smirked at her while he watched Fleur make her move. When the super model was in position, she leaned down against Octavia’s back, wrapping her arms around the mare’s midsection. Octavia shrieked in surprise at the sudden contact of Fleur’s grasp. She pulled Spike’s members from her mouth and looked over her shoulder at the culprit. “Fleur, what are you-”
“No no no, dear,” Fleur quickly cut her off chastising her, “you must keep servicing Spike no matter what.”
“But-”
“I’m trying to reward you, dear, let’s not let this turn into a punishment,” Fleur cut her off again, her lustful predatory gaze quickly transmitting the seriousness of her statement.
Octavia squeaked before turning back to Spike. “If I may then, I have one final tactic to try, so please, Spike enjoy it to your fullest,” she said as she turned back to Spike’s members. She pulled herself back, Fleur still holding onto her as she grabbed her slightly leaking nipples between her fingers. She then gasped and moaned blissfully as she squeezed her nipples, causing her milk to once again be released. The spray of sweet liquid doused Spike’s members, showering it in their warmth. Spike gave a hearty moan, the sensation of her milk not pleasurable, but soothing. When she felt he was properly lubricated, Octavia once again grabbed her breasts and began stroking his members, her pace much more aggressive and firm.
Spike hissed and groaned, with the added lubrication of her milk as well as the pressure of her strokes, Octavia’s breasts slide across his members with great ease, but Octavia wasn’t finished there; she then opened her mouth and leaned in further, taking his upper member into her mouth, bobbing her head as she stopped stroking her breasts and began twisting them around his shafts, allowing her proper motion and momentum to blow him. “Jeez, Octavia, that’s incredible, these breasts of yours are a true treasure,” he said as he placed his hand atop her head, running his claws through her black mane.
Octavia looked up at him, blushing heavily at the caring attention and praise, her lips curling up into a smile around his prick. She then released his upper member and switched to the lower one, not wanting either to be denied her touch. “That’s a good girl, Tavi, I knew you had it in you,” Fleur said as she leaned over the mare’s shoulder and kissed her cheek. “Now, it’s time for your reward.”
Fleur then gently kissed Octavia’s neck, the grey mare shivering at the gentle touch. Fleur smiled coyly at her friend’s cute reaction, knowing things could only get better as she continued on. The white mare steadily moved down Octavia’s neck and shoulder, peppering her with light pecks and licks as she went. Octavia made no attempt to hide her moans as all they did was add the pleasure Spike was receiving; even under Fleur’s grasp, Octavia did her best to keep up her work, switching between blowing one of Spike’s members or stroking both at once, never keeping a set pattern and keeping him guessing, though her guess was he wasn’t, he was just enjoying her wonderful servicing.
Fleur continued down her little trek down the cellist’s back, still assaulting her with kisses, licks and a little nip every now and then, all the while sensually caressing her body with her lithe fingers, making Octavia moan even more and causing her shudder and writhe beneath her. “Oh, Octavia, how I’ve always loved this body of yours, it’ truly a shame you never took up modeling. Anypony with any sense would love to have you pose for them, oh well, their lose and our gain, right Spike,” Fleur asked teasingly she caressed Octavia’s plump legs and flank.
“Agreed, I’d fap to a body like this any day,” Spike said with a confident smile. Octavia’s eyes widened and her face blushing heavily at his bold comment.
“Oh, hear that, Tavi? That’s how sexy you are, if you can get a dragon all hot and bothered, there’s no limit to what stallion you could have.” Fleur added, as her hands grasped the mare’s rear, firmly massaging her cheeks, spreading them wide before closing them.
These bold comments and high praise seemed to stir something inside the cellist as she quickly started doubling her efforts, Spike growling in pure ecstasy. “Very good, keep it up and whatever you do…,” Fleur trailed on as her right hand slid down betwixt her cheeks and down her soaking wet panties. She then slid them aside, revealing the mare’s drooling, winking sex and with one swift motion, she took her index and middle finger and quickly thrust them home as she said, “don’t stop.”
Octavia screamed around Spike’s phallus, the ripples of her cries of pleasure vibrating through Spike as an all too familiar pressure began to rise down below. Fleur could feel the mare’s walls tightly clenching around her fingers and smiled happily at the powerful reaction. The mare gave no pause as she quickly started pumping her fingers inside and out of Octavia’s wanting sex, the grey mare practically trembling, but even still, she didn’t stop pleasing Spike as she was told.
She moaned heavily, relishing the pleasures she had gone so long without, thrusting her hip back in time with Fleur’s fingers; while she would certainly have preferred Spike at the moment, given how good Fleur was, she was certainly not picky. Spike groaned, his chest rising and falling with his heavy breathing, not even Rarity had done something like this. Despite being new to all of this, Octavia was doing spectacularly. “Alright, I think she’s ready enough and I don’t think I can wait any longer.” Fleur declared as she removed her fingers from Octavia’s dripping slit.
Octavia whined, thrusting her hips back, pleading for more, but her pleads went unheeded. “Now, now dear, calm down, I’m not going to simply leave you like that, it would be poor form on my part,” Fleur said as she licked her drenched fingers. “I’m simply changing my tactics.”
When her fingers were clean enough, Fleur reached under Octavia’s skirt and grabbed the hem of her purple panties as she pulled the down her legs, properly exposing the mare’s sex. She then helped the grey mare of them before unzipping her skirt and pulled that aside as well, leaving Octavia totally naked. “There we are,” Fleur said as she tossed the articles of clothing away and stared at her prize. “Spike, dear, I’m afraid you’re going to have to take charge and try a bit of "self-servicing "if you catch my meaning. Octavia’s about to have her hands full at the moment.”
“Fine…by me,” he assured her in with a throat-filled grunt.
“Right, now then,” Fleur said as she grabbed Octavia’s right leg, “down we go.” With no prier warning, the white mare lifted Octavia’s leg up in the air and hung it over her shoulder and pulling her closer, the sudden motion causing the latter to squeal as she was turned on her side and quickly having to use her arms to catch herself as her mouth was promptly pulled from Spike’s member. “Fleur, why did you do that?” Octavia asked in an upset tone as she glared back at the mare behind her.
“Isn’t it obvious,” Fleur asked as she looked down to see that her marehood was inched away from her friend’s. “So I could do this.”
Fleur then thrust her hip forward, pressing her pussy against her friends. Both Octavia and Fleur cried out instantly as Fleur mashed their wet pink slits together, their tender clits brushing hard against each other.
“O-Okay, now…now I g-get it,” Octavia said, retracted her question.
As Spike was told, with Octavia now needing to hold herself up, he had to take control of the situation and finish himself off. He grabbed Octavia’s grand orbs and continued where they left off, stroking himself between her cleavage; luckily enough he could still feel his orgasm on the rise so no harm no foul. All three seemed to lost in pure euphoric bliss, their minds becoming a blank as the need for their release became their one united goal. Fleur continued thrusting and grinding her hips, Octavia doing the same and matching her friends rhythm as they both tried to bring forth their impending climaxes. Spike soon sat up on her knees, thrusting in time with his stroking, baring his teeth as the pressure down below was reaching a boiling point.
“F-Fleur, I’m…I’m going to…to cum soon! I’m going to cum!” Octavia warned her, moving her hips with total abandon.
“M-Me…me too, d-dear,” Fleur said, once again matching her friend’s pace. “S-Spike, care t-to…j-join us?”
“Argh, only if…I get to…blow it on…you two?” he groaned, his orgasm reaching its peak.
“Gladly,” the two mares agreed, “Now, together!” Fleur declared.
Fleur and Octavia each gave one more powerful thrust, pressing their lips and clits hard against each other. With neither the will nor desire to hold back any longer, both mare’s screamed to the sun above as their orgasm came crashing down on them; each of them marking each other’s thighs in their fem cum, their bodies locked in place as pleasure wracked their bodies. Spike released Octavia’s breasts and stood up, jerking his twin dragons off as his orgasm arrived. Aiming both his members at a target, he cried out as he gave a final stroke and unloaded his essence upon the stunned mares; His lower member shot his hot seed onto her stomach and chest, the shots on her breasts dripping and pooling down between her cleavage; his upper member spent itself on her stomach and thighs, the shots almost camouflaged until the dripped down over her pussy. He kept stroking himself, shot after shot until the last of them landed onto Octavia.
Both mares moaned and shuddered, both from their own orgasms, as well as feeling Spike’s hot seed permeating their fur and skin.
All three individuals stood still and quiet, the only real sound filling the room were their moans and gasps for air as they rode the afterglow of their orgasms. Spike was the first to come down from his high, dropping back down onto the couch, when not much longer Fleur was the next to join him as she let go of Octavia’s leg and simply fell back onto the couch, still panting. Octavia seemed to have the worst of it as the pleasure practically shook her to the core and she loved every second of it, remaining still and letting the orgasm course through her body. “That…was…magnificent!” Octavia pants heavily, still trying to catch her breath.
“I couldn’t…agree with you…more, dear,” Fleur commented with a weary smile on her face as she stared up at the ceiling. “Spike, are you still with us?”
“Yeah,” he groaned as he sat up, looking over at the sexually exhausted mares. “I’m still here. Whew, that felt good. I needed that; how you feeling, Octavia?”
“Better…much…much better, thank you,” she said, leaning her head back to look at him with a nice content smile on her face. “And by the way, you can call me Tavi, if you want.”
“Sure thing, Tavi,” he smiled at her.
“Well, after such an invigorating…exercise…” Fleur paused as she fanned herself with her hand, “I believe a bit of a break is in order, wouldn’t you all agree?”
“Yeah, a nap sounds nice right about now,” Spike said as he stretched his arms.
“Agreed.” the grey mare nodded once. “Although, after all of that, I’m afraid…I can’t really…move,” she said with a slight blush on her cheeks as she looked up at Spike, “Could you be a dear and offer some assistance?”
“Anything for a lady in need,” he smirked with a cheeky grin as he kneeled down next to her. Spike wasted no time as he scooped up Octavia into his arms and stood up, walking over to where Fleur lay watching them with an amused smile on her face. When he reached her, Spike turned and sat at the super model’s left side and then placed Octavia down on his opposite side. Fleur crawled her way up his side resting her head on his shoulder and wrapping her legs around his while Octavia cuddled up onto him. Spike unfurled his wings as he then draped them over the two mares; Fleur and Octavia sighed happily as the warmth of Spike’s embrace washed over them. No more words needed to be said, because before long the trio soon fell into blissful slumber.
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The three decided to pass the time with a little poker game…or rather a game of punishment poker; loser does whatever the winner says. They were already on their fourth game and Fleur had won every single one prier and with each win she forced Spike to sex up Octavia for her own amusement; given how specific the punishments were and how many times Spike had brought the grey mare to orgasm; once again neither of the participants could complain, but the fact that Fleur was so good was becoming rather scary. The three were sitting at Fleur’s dining table, each of them glaring at each other behind their row of cards; between the three of them Fleur was the only one smiling casually, her confidence beaming as brightly as her smile. Octavia and Spike didn’t care which of them won this game, but they knew they couldn’t let Fleur win again. “Okay, everypony, are you in or do you fold?” Fleur asked.
Octavia and Spike glanced over at each other before giving one another a firm nod. They then turned back to Fleur as Octavia showed her hands, “Two Kings and Two Queens.”
“Oh…very good,” Fleur said in a saddened tone, a look of worry growing on her face, “Spike?”
Spike smiled and showed his hand next, “Straight Flush.”
“Oh dear,” Fleur replied in a depressed tone as her ears and shoulders fell, “This doesn’t seem to be looking good…”
“Ha, I win,” Spike exclaimed, throwing his fists in the air in victory. “Now, what should I have you do, hm? Maybe a bit of a make out session with Octavia or maybe-”
Spike’s tirade quickly came to an end as Fleur started giggling. “Sorry, darling, but you seem to misunderstand; what I meant was that this doesn’t look good for you,” she explained as she showed her hand, causing both Spike and Octavia’s eyes to widen in sheer disbelief, “Royal Flush. I win again.”
“Aw c’mon,” Spike groaned as he fell back and slouching in his chair, “So close.”
“Now, now, dear, no need to be so down trodden,” Fleur said as she stood up, “You’re right, that was pretty close, so as a reward for nearly beating me, I have a fun little punishment we can all enjoy together, how’s that sound?”
“Can’t be any crazier than the last one,” Octavia as she rubbed her back. “While it certainly felt good, that position did not. I’m surprised I managed to bend that way.”
“Don’t worry, this one is rather simply, but very intimate in its simplicity,” Fleur assured them with a smile. “Trust me you’re going to love it.”
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Unknown to them, a white unicorn was strolling into Fleur’s hotel lobby, a number of bags floating around in the grip of her magic. “Oh, this is going to be so much fun,” she thought with a bright smile on her face, “I hope Spike has been having fun with the girls or rather, I hope he hasn’t broken them…at least, not without me.”
Rarity hummed sweetly to herself as she rode the elevator up to Fleur’s suite. A bag of supplies lay at both her sides and she couldn’t help but sneak a glance or two at them; her cheeks flushing red as a smile crept along her face. “Oh, this is going to be so exciting,” she squealed giddily to herself. “I hope the girls haven’t worn Spike out, though most likely Spike has probably worn the two them out instead. “Oooh, either way I hope they haven’t, I spent so much time collecting these trying to match everypony’s taste and I certainly want to see Spike break the two of them in.”
The bell of the elevator rang as it came to a stop and the doors swung open. “Just a little longer, my dear Master, and then we can start the real fun.” she giggled as she gathered her bags and exited the elevator. The white seamstress walked with a bit of spring in her step as she moved through the hallway while she kept a look out for Fleur’s room number, though it didn’t take her long to find it. When she reached her destination, Rarity pulled out the spare key Fleur had lent her and unlocked the door.
When she opened the door and stepped inside, nothing could have prepared her for the sight that greeted her. Her face flushed red as a wide smile stretched across her face; she quickly clamped her hand over her mouth to stifle her excited squeals. Before her in the center of the room, sitting inside Fleur’s in ground living area were her beloved dragon and her two friends stark naked; the latter were sitting opposite of each other, their legs spread wide as they pressed their dripping marehoods against the former’s towering spires while he thrust up, brushing his nethers against theirs. The room was filled with the ambient sounds of their loud moans along with the thick heady smell of pure raw sex. With an air of stealth and grace Rarity made her way deeper into the room, circling around the spectacle and doing her best to avoid drawing any attention to herself; though given how lost the three seemed to be in their intimate activity, sneaking by them didn’t seem to be too difficult.
As she moved around the room, her eyes never once left the erotic display before her, the sound of their collective moans and groans setting her nether region all a twitter. “Urgh, I…I gotta admit, this…was a great idea, Fleur,” said, Spike, his voice almost straining as he panted and continued thrusting his hips.
“I told you you would like it,” Fleur giggled, her voice filled with validation, “How about you, Tavi, enjoying yourself?”
“I-I don’t think that…b-begins to…to describe how I’m…feeling,” Tavi stammered, biting her lip to try and contain her excited cries of pleasure.
“Oh my goodness, this is just too precious,” Rarity squealed in her mind as she finally made it across the room toward the dining table she carefully placed the bags down atop it and before she knew it, her legs were already pulling her toward the show. Spike let out a low throaty growl and after so many passionate filled nights, she knew what that meant. As she drew nearer the sight of Spike’s thrusting members became more and more visible; the glistening sheen of marehood nectar thickly coated it. After having gone so long without seeing them, the sight of Spike’s twin spires certainly stoked the fires of her marehood as a slight dampness began to make itself known.
As she drew nearer, Rarity sunk down to her hands and knees and slowly started crawling over to the lounging area and stopping just a few feet away. She had positioned herself at an angle between Spike and Octavia so she was right in everypony’s blind spot before she completely laid herself down on her stomach, propping her head up in her hands while her hooves kicked about in the air while she watched intently. Spike’s thrusting soon became more and more erratic as the two mares moaned feverishly as they ground their set sexes against his.
Rarity bit her lower lip, her face flushed red as she knew the show, much like the actors was about to reach its climax. Spike grit his teeth, once again speeding up his thrusting and it wasn’t much longer until the two mare’s cried out as they heavily squirted their fem cum, drowning Spike’s dicks in their liquid love; following right behind them, Spike grunted and groaned, giving a final thrust just his own orgasm shot forth into the open air. Rarity stared with lustful fixation as the long white ropes of dragon seed flew into the air until gravity finally kicked in and brought them back down, causing them to land on everypony’s lower halves.
All parties involved were left in a panting heaving mass of bodies as they rode the afterglow of their respective orgasms. “Whew,” Spike sighed heavily, staring up at the ceiling, “that was fun.”
“I don’t know,” Rarity chimed in as she stood over Spike’s head, impeding his vision with a lewd smile, “I believe I would go so far as to say that was…quite hot.”
“Rarity,” Spike exclaimed happily, his face instantly brightening. The two girls beneath him had no time to react as they gasped in surprise when he pulled himself up to quickly pull Rarity into a hug while their lower bodies plopped onto the couch. “I was wondering when you’d get here.”
“Sorry, to take so long,” she smiled, hugging him back, “It took me a while to find what I needed, but I finally made it back and I’m glad to see you are all getting along so nicely. I hope they have been taking good care of you.” she said, looking over Spike’s shoulder toward her friends.
“But of course,” Fleur said as she stood up and stretched her arms, “Spike has been in very capable hands since you left.”
“Yes, though at times it did somewhat feel like he was taking care of us,” Octavia agreed as she stood up with a slight blush on her face.
“I’m sure,” Rarity said as the two separated and looked up at him and caressed her dragon’s cheek, “He’s quite the generous one, almost as much as myself, that’s why I love him.”
“Aw shucks,” Spike chuckled as his cheeks flushed red. It wasn’t long before Spike’s eyes drifted toward the dining table and spotted the bags sitting atop it. “I’m guessing what you were looking for is in there?”
“Yes, quite so,” Rarity said as her horn lit up and her magic enveloped the bags and lift them from the table and over to herself. “And if you want to see what’s inside, you’ll have to wait a little while,” she said with lidded eyes, her voice oozing pure lust. Spike tried to stay calm but he couldn’t stop the puff of green flames that shot from her nostrils, instantly giving away his excitement. Rarity smiled devilishly at him, but before looking over at the two mares. “Come along, girls, time to get ready.”
Fleur giggled excitedly as she grabbed the gray mare’s hand and pulled her along, “Oooh, I’ve been waiting all day for this, let’s go, Tavi.”
“I’m coming, I’m coming , don’t pull my arm off,” Octavia pleaded as she forcefully followed the supermodel toward her room.
“What’s going on,” Spike asked, watching them disappear into Fleur’s bedroom before turning back to the fashionista beside him,
“Another surprise?”
“Most certainly, one I’m sure you’ll love,” she said, standing on the tip of her hooves to kiss him on the cheek, “I promise.”
“If it’s anything like what’s been going on today I doubt I’ll be disappointed,” he shrugged with a casual smile.
“That’s my drake,” she said happily before leaning up to give him another quick peck on the lips before pulling herself away and sauntering over towards Fleur’s room. “Now you stay here and wait, we’ll be right back…Master,” she half turned her head to look back at him, the last word rolling off her lips in a subtle but sultry fashion.
“As you wish…my pet,” he replied, a devious glint shining in his eyes that set Rarity’s heart a flutter.
The young seamstress soon rounded the corner into Fleur’s room, leaving Spike to his own devices. Finally having a minute to himself, Spike sunk back down onto the in ground couch and laid back and relaxed. Having sex practically all day would leave most stallions exhausted, but Spike wasn’t a stallion. He knew he could keep this up for quite a bit longer and just thinking about what was to come, especially if he knew Rarity as well as he thought knew. A wide devilish toothy grin spread across his face as his imagination began to run away with him. He placed his right hand over his face and chuckled, “Oh, this is going to be so much fun.”
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Time seemed to slip away from the young dragon for a moment because before he knew it he heard Rarity call out, “Spike, we’re ready for you.”
Spike sat himself up and quickly got to his feet and started toward Fleur’s bedroom, however the moment Spike rounded the corner and entered, the sight before him dead in his tracks; his eyes nearly popping out of his skull from sheer amazement and excitement. Before him stood Rarity, though what she was wearing was what caught his attention. The porcelain white mare wore one of the skimpiest swimsuits he had ever seen; it simple, yet revealing design was wore two asure blue bands in a cross formation, the first band wrapping around her gorgeous chest, which just barely covered her areolas and nipples; while the other band started as a collar around her neck and stretched down her stomach and under her crotch and digging into her derriere before coming around full circle back to the collar around her neck. “So,” she said, posing with her hands on her hips and her right leg extended standing on the tip of her hoof, “What do you think?”
He gave no verbal response, though he truly didn’t need to as his twin spires quickly sprung forth from their sheaths, throbbing a bit as if to say, “Let us at her.”
She giggled at his reaction as she walked over to him, shaking her shapely hips as she did. “I take it you approve?” she smiled sultrily when she reached him and hugged him, pressing her soft breasts against his chest.
“That’s putting it mildly, my dear,” he said as he hugged her back, however the moment his arms wrapped around her, his hands instantly latched onto her wonderful rump. Rarity cooed delightfully as she let him sink his hands into her supple flesh. “It’s been so long since I’ve gotten to hold you like this.”
“I know, darling, I know, but now…” she trailed on, moving her hands from around him and placing them behind herself, atop his hands, “now we get to make up for lost time.”
She then turned around and wrapped her tail around his waist as she began to pull him toward the bathroom. The moment the enter the tiled room, a small cloud of steam covers their feet and hooves respectively; a sweet variety of scents permeated the air, filling Spike’s senses. His heart and mind became roused with a strange mixture of excitement and calm steadiness he’d never known. When they made it in passed the shower, they came to the end of the bathroom to find a massive white tiled bath tub embedded into the floor that appeared to be able to hold at least four or five occupants at the most. There were two faucet heads, shaped like unicorn heads; the faucet to the left was off, but the one to the right was currently on, filling the bath with a strong scented liquid, the likes of which Spike determined as the source of the varying smells that filled the room.
Though all of that pales in comparison to the much more alluring figures before him; Sitting at the edge of the tub is Fleur and on her right, Octavia and much like Rarity, they are both sporting a pair of very skimpy swimwear. Fleur is wearing a golden yellow string bikini top with a pair of triangles covering her nipples with the strings at the top trailing up and tied up behind her neck with two more strings at the two other ends that stretched around under her breasts, digging into her fleshy mounds to hold them up as well as trail around her back to tie off behind her, along with a matching golden yellow g-string that covered her marehood, but thinned out as it traveled back between her cheeks, digging into her ass.
Octavia on the other hand wore lavender purple sling shot bikini; the suit began with the straps hanging from the back of the neck with the a pair of triangle stretched over her breasts, just barely covering her nipples with the strap continuing to stretch down her midsection toward the bottom half of the swimsuit into a micro g-string that barely covered her marehood as it dug into her precious lips before going around and slipping between her beautiful rear and connecting to the other two straps around her neck. Both mares turned to Spike and Rarity and smiled up at them before standing and strutting over to them. “Glad you could join us, Spike,” Fleur said as she takes his left side, wrapping arms around his and pressing it between her soft supple chest.
“We have something very special planned,” Octavia added mimicking her sultry friend as she saddled up behind him, her own wonderful breasts pressing against his back as she leaned in against him close to his ear as she whispered, “Just for you.”
“I told the girls how much you love taking long bathes,” Rarity said as she took his right side, squishing his arm between her magnificent cleavage, “and after a day like today, I figured you’d like what we have planned next.”
Spike’s mind was is in a trance as the trio of busty beauties herds him toward the bath, which each step he took, a small puff of smoke and fire spewed from his nostrils. When the finally reached the tub, Rarity and Fleur were the first to step in, the water rippling as they descended down the first step, the water already coming up under knees. Spike followed soon after, the nice warm water soothing his muscles and already relieving tension he didn’t think was there. Octavia trailed in behind as the other two mares took the final step in, the water just barely coming up to their nethers. When Spike and Octavia joined the two of them, the two white mares pulled Spike toward the center of the massive tub before coming to a stop. “Now, just sit here, Spike,” Fleur instructed him.
Spike did as he was told and sat down in the tub, the water coming just barely up over his abdomen. “Wonderful, now just relax,” Rarity said happily as her horn lit up and a bottle of liquid soap floated over to into her hand, “And let us take care of you.”
With that said, Rarity squirted some of the soap into her hands. “So, you’re really going to wash me?” he asked, curiously.
“Yes, but we’re going to be using a special kind of method to do so,” Fleur answered as she held her arms under her chest, holding up her ample bosoms. Before Spike could inquire further, Rarity released her hand on the bottle, keeping it aloft with her magic as she quickly lathered up her hands and then, much to Spike’s surprise grabbed hold of Fleur’s chest. The supermodel released a subtle moan as her fashionista friend started rubbing her soapy hands over her orbs, massaging and lathering them up in a bright soapy sheen. Spike stared in awe as Octavia sat down on her knees behind him, resting her hands on his shoulders and joined him in watching the sexy show before them.
Fleur bit her lower lip, her body shivering a bit at her friend’s tender caressing, both mare’s noticing the former’s nipples quickly hardening from the sensual sensations underneath her top. Feeling she was finished, Rarity relented and removed her hands while passing the soap over to Fleur. “All finish,” she said as she mimicked her friend and pushed her breasts up with her arms, “My turn, dear and do be gentle, my chest is a bit sensitive.”
“I’ll do my best,” Fleur said as she took the bottle in her own magical grip as she squeezed some more soap into her palms before lathering up. The bottle went back to floating idly by as Fleur reached out and took Rarity’s breasts into her hands. Rarity moaned readily at her friend’s touch, true to her word, Fleur gently worked her hands around Rarity’s beautiful bust. “How’s that?” Fleur asked.
“Perfect,” Rarity cooed as Fleur continued to massage her mounds before she saw her friend heading toward her nipples. “Careful of my nippies.”
Fleur giggled at the response before she took Rarity’s nipples between her fingers. “Are you sure, from what you told us before, I was under the impression you liked it a bit…rougher,” Fleur asked, sultrily as she gave a slight, but sudden twist of the mare’s “nippies” through her top.
Rarity couldn’t but shriek at the sudden twist, though she made no indication of discomfort. “Sorry, dear, is that “too rough”?”
“No, not at all,” Rarity assured her, “It actually felt quite nice.”
“Oh, then how about this,” Fleur asked gave Rarity’s nipples a hard tug, causing the mare to shudder and bit her lip. “Hm, that’s quite the reaction.”
“Really, then please, let us see yours,” Rarity said as she quickly reached out and roughly grabbed Fleur’s slippery mounds. The slightly elder unicorn gave quite the hearty moaned as Rarity groped and pinched her nipples. “Mmmm, now that’s a reaction,” Rarity smiled, seduction seeping from her voice, her eyes sharpening into an almost predatory gaze. The young seamstress slowly closed the distance between them, before releasing Fleur’s chest; the older unicorn panting a bit heavily as Rarity pressed her chest against her friend’s, leaning her face in close as she whispered, “Such depth, such volume, I’d love to hear more…however,” Rarity said before pulling away playfully, “that will have to wait for later. Right now, we are here to tend to my darling, Spikey Wikey.”
“Y-Yes, that’s….that’s right,” Fleur agreed, her voice a bit shaken up from both Rarity’s assault and her sudden dominating demeanor.
“No, no, I’m fine,” Spike quickly chimed in his eyes beaming at the display, “We’d like to see more, right, Tavi?”
All eyes were on the cellist though she seemed a bit stunned herself having witnessed what had just transpired. Even though she had become much more open and confident, what she just saw from Rarity was something she just didn’t know how to react to. “I-I…uh, um, I…think we should proceed as planned,” she stammered a bit, chuckling nervously, “Trust us, Spike, you’re going to enjoy this quite well.”
“I was enjoying the show, but alright, let’s do this,” he sighs in defeat, though he continues to smile.
“Gladly,” Rarity says with a smile, before looking at the gray mare, “Octavia.”
The cellist smiled and nods as she pulls up a hot damp wash cloth that had been folded into a thin rectangle; Spike looked up just as the mare begins to place it over her eyes. Just as the wash cloth meets his face and darkness fills his gaze, the young drake begged the question, “What’s with the blind?”
“You’ll see…or rather you’ll…understand soon,” Fleur said as all three mares giggled much to his confusion.
Left with nothing but his sense of hearing and feeling, Spike waited for something to happen. As he waited, he could feel the rippling waves and the slight splashing and sloshing of the water, leaving him to assume the girls were moving; the only pony he assumed was still where she was is Octavia whom got her hands on his shoulders and kept him in place. The confusion that lingered within Spike soon left and was replaced by surprise as he felt the soft touch of the mare’s hands on his legs, lifting them up. Before he could utter a question as what was transpiring, he soon felt the familiar soft sensation of the mare’s breast resting against his legs. Even with the added sensation of their swimwear rubbing against him, Spike couldn’t help but moan contently as he felt the mare’s breasts gently running up and down his leg, the slipperiness of the soap, letting them brush against his rough scales easily as they slid up his leg, going just a bit past his knee before descending back down.
The mare’s giggled at Spike’s surprise before he relaxed in their grip; the look of pure bliss on his face enticing them to proceed. The twin white mare’s look up at their grey friend before nodding knowingly. She gives a nod in response before sitting up on her knees, pulling her breasts up from behind Spike’s back and resting his head between her cleavage. Octavia then leaned down to Spike’s ear and asked, “Would you like something to drink, Spike? I hear milk is good and helps one truly relax during a bath.”
“If that’s the case, then yours should send me up to Cloud 9,” he chuckled. Octavia giggled at his jest; she grabbed and tugged the right cup of her breast in her right hand, letting the succulent milk nozzle jiggle free and using her other hand to gently turn and guide Spike’s head toward her chest. It didn’t take much effort for him to open his mouth and latch onto the tender leaking nub; his lips forming a proper seal around her nipple as he gave a light suckle sending a nice steady stream of her creamy delights into his mouth.
Octavia cooed, taking her left hand from Spike’s head and draping it across her chest, holding him close as he indulged himself. Fleur and Rarity pulled themselves from Spike’s legs, gently setting them back in the water before they advanced on him, getting in close to his chest. They each took one side of his body with Rarity on his right and Fleur on his left; both mares standing before him with each of his legs right underneath their legs. The two mares slowly sat on their knees before they both grabbed the sides of their soapy mounds and pressed them against Spike’s chest. They felt Spike’s body go stiff for a moment as a visible blush appeared on his cheeks in surprise. They wasted no time and quickly begin to brush their breasts up and down his chest and abdomen, lathering and coating his front in the heavily scented soap that clung to their soft bosoms.
The mare’s shudder and purr as she brush their bodies against his softer underbelly; their tender nipples tingling with pleasure at the slippery soap and the sheer warmth radiating from his body; Spike’s breathing began to pick up in excitement, causing him to subconsciously suckle from Octavia’s teat a bit strongly, earning a slight whimper from the young cellist. It wasn’t long before all three mares were moaning and cooing subtly, relishing in the pleasure they were receiving while Spike decided to reciprocate their services in kind. With his vision impaired, Spike wasn’t entirely sure where Fleur and Rarity were, but their positions near his body were clear. He slowly raised his legs where they lay, pulling his knees up and before he knew it, he felt his thighs press against the tight latex covering two familiar slits; each mare let out a surprised moan from the sudden pressure against their marehoods, but that didn’t deter their body washing “service” as they continued to brush and grind their soapy chests against his while their steady motions caused their pussies and swimsuits to grind against his legs in turn. The mares moaned softly, doing their best to try and not let their pleasure distract them from their task, though the subtleness of their grinding gradually increasing was more than enough of a hint to Spike that they were enjoying themselves as well.
The only pony letting her moans shine through was the dear Octavia; her cries of pleasure audible, but still remained soft to the ear. Feeling she may be a bit left out, Spike decided to let Octavia join in the fun as well; he snaked his dexterous tail between the earth mare’s legs as the spaded tip rose up. Not much longer, Octavia gasped in surprise as something wide and flat pressed against the thin latex fabric shielding her marehood. Fleur and Rarity watched as their friend slowly swayed her hips, grinding against Spike’s spade, smiling at the mare’s newly found boldness.
“Oh my, Octavia, I must say I’m impressed,” Rarity said with a gleeful smile, “I figured Spike might be able to break you out of your shell, but I didn’t expect to see such a drastic change.”
“Me either,” Octavia agreed, “He’s just so gentle and considerate. He didn’t force me to do much of anything, he simply went along with what I wanted, no stallion I’ve ever dated let me have such…control.”
“Truly,” Fleur spoke up, “He’s also very forward when he wants to be, yet sensual as well. You’re a lucky mare to have found such a companion.”
“Thank you,” Rarity cooed, “In all honesty, I always found him to be quite titillating myself,”
“Rarity,” Fleur playfully chided her friend’s terrible joke.
“Sorry, I couldn’t help myself,” Rarity giggled in response. “How are you fairing, Master?”
Spike pulled his mouth from the earth mare’s succulent teat with a satisfied grin to reply, “This is pretty damn good. I didn’t know what you girls were up to, but I definitely didn’t expect this.”
“Glad you’re enjoying it,” Rarity smiled up at him, looking over at the white unicorn by her side, giving said mare a nod.
“Yes, because now…” Fleur added, using her magic to levitated another bottle of liquid soap over to Octavia. The lovely super model used her magic to turn the bottle over and quickly squeezed it in her ethereal grip, dripping a large amount of soap into the mare’s cleavage. Octavia gave a cute meek squeak at the cool sensation hit her breasts, but quickly contained herself as she grabbed the sides of her breasts and pressed them firmly against Spike’s back. “Things are about to get a bit more…exciting.”
Having said that, the twin unicorns stood up, removing themselves from Spike’s chest and his thighs. They then moved to each of his sides, Rarity beside his right arm and Fleur on his left; once they were in position, they sat down on their knees and wrapped their arms around his, pulling them between their breasts with his arm trailing down against their midsections and leaving his hand just hair’s breathe from their wet lips. Spike shuddered a bit, taking a few deep breathes, anxious for what was about to transpire. With no warning, the three mares began rubbing and grinding theirs sultry frames against the dragon. A series of heavenly moans filled the young drakes ears as the mares steadily pressed their wondrous mounds and frames against him; the mares combined efforts summoning a nice thick cloud of bubbles around the four of them. Spike growled in exhilaration, the fires of is lust being heavily stoked by the sexual prowess of the three beauties surrounding him. The softness of their magnificent breasts; the sweet scent of their fur; the overabundance of heat washing over him; all of these glorious factors resulted in the hardest set of erections. It was a good thing Spike’s eyes were covered because if the girls could see them, they might have been a weary of the hungry predatory gaze in his emerald eyes.
Tired of simply sitting letting the girls control the flow, Spike acted quickly and began rubbing his middle and ring fingers along the slits of the mares at his sides. Rarity and Fleur let out a gasp of surprise before their bodies quickly relented under Spike’s touch; Octavia soon followed, letting out a gasp as well when Spike firmly pressed his spade against her lower lips and her clit for good measure. “Oooh, Master, your…your fingers feel, mmmm d-delightful,” Rarity cooed.
“I-Indeed,” Fleur added, her voice shuddering in pleasure. “T-To think something so…so sharp could…ahhh, be s-so gentle.”
“His t-t-tail too,” Octavia threw in her two bits as well, “It’s so w-wide, strong and…agh, flexible. It’s…it’s digging into my pussy m-more than my swimsuit.”
“M-Master, please I…I n-need more,” Rarity begged. Spike smiled deviously at his marefriend’s plea. He knew that tone and he knew he could get down to some real fun. He pulled his head forward, letting the cloth fall from his face so he could finally meet her lust filled gaze.
“Oh, you want more?” he inquired innocently, though his dominating gaze never faltered.
“Y-Yes, please,” Rarity mewled, nodding almost feverishly.
“Then you know what you have to say. If you want a treat, you have to ask for it properly, nice and loud so everypony can hear you,” he told her.
Rarity gave a squeak as she felt Spike’s fingers gently prodding her entrance, but never taking the plunge inside. She shivered with need and longing and before she knew it, the words came flying form her mouth, “Please, Master, put your fingers inside of me! It’s been so long since I’ve felt your touch and my slutty pussy is just aching for it; I beg you, please, dig your fingers inside and stir me up!”
Octavia and Fleur were a bit taken aback from Rarity’s clearly earnest begging, their faces flushing a deeper red; Spike simply gave a slight grin, proud that his slutty little pony decided to join the party. “Very good, my pet and here’s your reward.”
Rarity cried out, releasing a deep hearty moan as she felt Spike’s fingers take the final plunge and dove into her hot honey pot. Spike started moving his fingers, massaging her already tightening walls as they clung to him, trying desperately to keep his fingers where they were; Rarity’s ministrations quickly became more assertive as her hips began thrusting and humping against his fingers while her clit was grinding heavily against the palm of his hand. Fleur watched with deep seated curiously at the sight before her; the prim and proper miss Rarity reduced to the sexual property of the dragon she too was so readily rubbing herself against as well.
She had heard from the mare herself how the two lovers shared their more intimate sessions together, but she never expected this nor could she deny, she was getting wetter than usual at the sight. She cooed as Spike’s fingers continued to graze her tender marehood. “Mmm, Spike, I wouldn’t mind a little…attention.”
Spike looked over at her, his dominating gaze still holding strong. “You too?”
“If it isn’t too much trouble,” she implored, batting her lovely eyelashes at him.
“No trouble at all, as long as you ask me nicely,” he told her.
“Excuse me?” Fleur asked in slight confusion.
“You heard me, you have to ask me, just like Rarity did,” the devilish smile spreading across his face bringing a new found sense of uncertainty and excitement she had never known before. “C’mon, I’m sure the graceful and beautiful Fleur de Lis knows how to politely ask to have her pussy played with, hmm?”
“I know she can,” Rarity chimed in, her eyes peeled on her fellow unicorn, “Hurry now, Fleur, you can’t keep the Master waiting, it’s just unbecoming of a proper maid to do so.”
While the mare was no stranger to flirting, but this, this was something different, something new and she certainly didn’t want to waste such a rare opportunity. Mustering her best sultry gaze and sensual tone, she replied, “Master, would you please do me the honor of fingering this slutty mare’s pussy? It’s burning so hot and I need them inside me now!”
“Not bad, I knew you had it in you,” he nods in approval before sending his fingers into the mare’s love canal, earning a shriek of delight from her. Fleur began thrusting her hips in time with Spike’s strong dexterous fingers, purring as her body shivered under her grasp.
“See, dear, not so hard,” Rarity cooed, resting her head on Spike’s shoulders, though still refusing to stop her sultry bodily rhythms. “You’ll find my Master can be quite generous to his slaves if you behave, but if you misbehave…”
“Ah ah, Rarity,” Spike quickly interrupted, “Let’s not spoil the fun.”
“Of course, forgive me,” she said respectfully.
“Master, may I have a reward as well,” Octavia spoke up, pulling everypony’s attention to her. “I would also like it if you would jam your tail inside me and stir my pussy up.”
Her bold statement once again shocked the two mares, but Spike was both proud and impressed. “Very well, my dear, enjoy your reward,” he told her with a predatory grin. Before she could respond, Octavia quickly felt the tip of Spike’s tail poking and prodding her entrance, digging the fabric of her swimsuit between her lips, gasping at the unfamiliar sensation of her pussy’s new intruder. The lithe muscle soon stopped its teasing prodding before snaking its way passed the slingshot thong and drove itself inside the cellists tight marehood. Octavia cried out in surprise and pleasure as Spike thrust the invading limb in and out of her equine sex while the mare’s walls tightened around it. Octavia nearly doubled over, but easily caught herself as she continued her maid duties to service her Master. The three mares were bumping and grinding their sultry frames against Spike’s body; moaning and crying in lust and desire while his fingers and tail sent jolt after jolt of pleasure through them. Even through his tail, Spike could feel the grip of their pussies writhing and wrapping around his separate appendages, trying to milk him as if they were the twin spires that were painfully left unattended.
Despite his growing need to get off, Spike wanted nothing more than to bring the mares surrounding him to orgasm, watching their face’s contort is orgasmic bliss was a sight he truly wished to behold. His wish to see such a sight would soon be granted as he could feel their marehoods growing tighter and tighter by the second.
“Aaah, oh Master, its…its truly been too mmmm long,” Rarity moaned, no longer being able to contain her voice, “F-Forgive me, but I…I can’t h-h-hold out much l-l-longer.”
“Me…Me either, I’m a-afraid,” Fleur added, “Master, your…your fingers a-a-are truly…oooh amazing.”
“Mmmmm, oh yes, I’m…I’m going to cum too,” Octavia chimed in as well, “To…To think s-something like this could f-f-feel so…so good. Aaaaah, here is comes!”
All three mares began thrusting their hips wildly, trying their best to bring forth their release and their efforts were soon reward as they felt the flood gates come pouring open. The twin unicorns and earth mare all seized their movements, arching their backs and screaming as euphoric pleasure rippled through them; Spike basked in the orgasmic chorus of his three maids, relishing in the sensation of their pussies clamping down on his fingers and tail as they all marked his respective body parts in their delicious cream. The mares soon collapsed against Spike’s sturdy frame, using him to hold themselves up as their afterglows continued working its way through their systems. Spike had no quarrel with this; he simply remained still, letting them all bask in the post coital serenity they had earned. After some time, the girls finally recovered, Rarity the first to do so, pulling herself up to smile at Spike, “Thank you, Master, I truly needed that.”
“You’re quite welcome,” he said, leaning down to plant a gentle kiss on her forehead just below her horn, making the mare giggle. “Though, now I have another task for you girls.”
“And what would that be, dear Master,” Fleur asked curiously as she pulled herself up, resting her chin on his shoulder.
“Well, naturally after having seen you ladies getting all hot and bothered has left me a bit pent up and in need of some relief myself,” he answered.
“Oh of course,” Rarity giving a mock gasp of surprise, “Come girls, let us tend to our Master’s carnal release.”
Octavia had removed herself from Spike’s back, letting him sit back; next spread his wings out to completely, using them as make shifts stand to keep his upper half above the water and then used his tail to push his lower half up above the water. As your twin spires breach the surface, the three mares cooed at the display; his double dragons throbbing with need in the cool open air. “Master, you truly were holding back earlier, that isn’t healthy,” Rarity said as the two other mares joined her side. “Let us take care of this; Octavia, care to assist me?”
“I’d be delighted,” Octavia smiled cheerfully. The two mares got to their knees and sat down between your legs. Rarity reached out and took both his tools in her hands and gently gave them a couple of strokes. She turned to her fellow maid and asked, “So, dear, which one would you like?”
“Hmmm,” Octavia tapped her chin lightly with her index finger before reaching out and grabbing the upper member in her friend’s right hand, “I’ll take this one.”
“Very well,” Rarity relinquished her grip, letting the grey mare take her chosen phallus, while she focused on the lower member in her left hand. “I’ll take care of this handsome fellow here.”
The white mare gently held Spike’s phallus in her hands before giving the tip a quick peck, relishing in the light hissing she heard from Spike. She then leaned in close with her tongue hanging out, delivering a long, yet sensual lick from base to head, earning a hearty groan from her master. “Mhmmm, oh how I’ve missed this,” she purred, nuzzling his cock against her cheek with great affection. “The taste, the heat, the firmness of it all,” her cheeks burning red as the warmth of Spike’s dick radiated over her. “Master, forgive me, but may I please indulge myself?”
“You may,” he says with a nonchalant wave of his hand. Rarity pulled her cheek away, her eyes beaming until she quickly leaned back in assaulting Spikes prick with lick after sultry lick. Spike gave a subtle moan, lavishing in the wondrous sensation of Rarity tongue brushing against every inch of him. Octavia watched with bated breath at her friend’s gusto; her cheeks burning feverishly as she watched Rarity coat Spike’s member in a thick sheen of her saliva, her eyes clearly lost in longing and desire to please her Master.
“Now, now, Tavi,, you can’t start slacking off, now,” Fleur purred sensually into the mare’s ear as she saddled up behind her friend, wrapping her arms above and under Octavia’s bodacious chest while pressing her own against the mare’s back. “You said you wanted to help relieve Master Spike and you have to follow through.”
“Y-Yes, you’re right,” she said, snapping out of her distracted state. “My apologies, Master.”
“Eh, I’m in a good mood, so I’ll let it slide this one time,” he told them, leaning up his head up to look at them, his predatory gaze piercing both the earth and unicorn mare. “Just don’t let it happen again or I may have to punish you, right Rarity?”
His unicorn lover simply replied, “Mhmm,” absentmindedly as she started suckling his shaft as her hands stroked and rubbed the top half of his member.
“Thank you, Master,” with that settled, Octavia finally got down to business, leaning down and started running her tongue around Spike’s crown. Spike gives a quick intake of breath, before relaxing back into the water. Spike’s subtle moans soon become more pronounced under the multitude of sensations flowing through his body; Rarity continued sucking and rolling her tongue along and around his shaft while her hands twisted around the upper half, rolling her fingers gently, but swiftly over his sensitive tip as his pre slicked up her palm and fingers; Octavia on the other hand was focusing her attention on his tip, licking and lapping at his head, relishing in the taste of his steadily flowing pre before wrapping her lips around the tip, giving a few soft suckles, trying to wring even more of his arousal out of him.
“Very good, Tavi,” Fleur quietly cheered her friend on, looking over the mare’s shoulder and watching her progress, “But I’m afraid you’re going to have to do better than that. Look at Rarity; look at her focus, her vigor as she works to please our dear Master. Your task is to relieve him and to do so, you must be more…aggressive. Come now, dear, you know how to do this. Just remember what Spike and I taught you earlier.”
Realizing her friend was right, Octavia quickly steeled herself; after everything Spike and Fleur had done for her today, especially Spike, the earth mare knew she had to truly commit to the role she was playing. For now, she was no longer Octavia Harmonic, the most renowned cellist in the Canterlot Orchestra; now, she was Tavi, a simple maid tending to her master, Spike’s needs and right now, her master needed some relief. With her lips still wrapped around his sensitive tip, Octavia pursed her lips as she slowly slid Spike’s member into her mouth. Spike released a hearty groan as he felt the warm slickness of the mare’s mouth swallowing inch after inch of his length. Octavia stops just short of the entrance to her throat, leaving some of Spike’s dick left untouched by her mouth, but that didn’t seem to faze the dragon as she quickly starts pulling back and then diving her head back down. Fleur smiles as she watches her friend, bobbing her head back and forth on the drake’s spire; her lips, creating a tight seal around the meat pole as the audible slurping sounds quickly fill the ears of everypony present.
“Mhmm, damn, Tavi, that feels amazing,” Spike sighed contently, not looking down at her as he reached his hand out to pat her head. Hearing her Master’s praise sends a strange sense of satisfaction through the mare, electing her to start rolling her tongue along the underside of his shaft.
“Well done, Tavi, I knew you could do it,” Fleur cheered, clapping happily at her friend’s gusto.
“Agreed,” Rarity, Rarity purrs, pulling herself from Spike’s saliva coated member. “And here I thought I’d have to do all the work, not that I would mind, but now we can truly get down to business.”
The unicorn seamstress wasted no time in joining the gray mare and finally taking the slick phallus into her mouth. Spike growled as in one fowl swoop he felt his dick slide effortlessly into Rarity’s throat. Both mare’s felt Spike shudder in response, but that didn’t deter them as they quickly continued sucking the dragon off at their leisure; Octavia suckling and lapping at every inch of his cock that she could get at, while still trying to take the remaining inches of his length into her; Rarity on the other hand was deep throating Spike with great gusto with her lips pursed into a tight seal, taking long strokes and hard sucks as she tried her best to wring his seed from him.
Spike wanted to do nothing more than let himself melt away into the mare’s mouths; their combined techniques and efforts truly becoming too much to bare, but despite that, he couldn’t help but notice the beautiful Fleur standing on sidelines, simply watching as her friends get all the attention, while she was forced to alleviate her own arousal single handedly. Giving it some quick thought, Spike came up with something that would seem much more entertaining for all present company. “Ladies,” Spike called out them. All three mares stopped cold to look up at him, both Rarity and Octavia with half of Spike’s dicks in their mouths and Fleur’s right hand buried between her legs. “Yes, Master?” Fleur asked, giving that she was the only one capable of speaking.
“As enjoyable as this is, let’s change things up a bit and put those six mounds of flesh to better use,” he suggested with a smirk.
“Oh, but of course,” Fleur cooed excitingly, placing a hand on each of her friend’s shoulders, “Rarity, Tavi, you heard him, let’s go, chop chop!”
Having been given the order from their master, as well as being coursed even further by the excited unicorn behind them, Rarity and Octavia soon removed themselves from Spike’s members, leaving them to twitch in the open air, begging for further attention. They didn’t have much time to wait as both mare quickly reaffirm themselves, grabbing their breasts and pressing them against the twin spires. Spike moaned happily, feeling his members being covered in their soft pliable boob flesh. “How is that, Master,” Octavia asked.
“Great, but it’s still missing something,” he replied.
“I believe I can assist with that,” Fleur said giddily walking over to Spike’s side. “Excuse me, Master.” she then swung her leg over Spike’s torso, giving him an excellent view of her dripping pussy and squeezable rear end. She then lowered her legs and pushed herself back, letting her beautiful assets rest inches from Spike’s face, while her breasts joined her fellow maid’s and completely enveloped his members in their soft warm mounds. Given Fleur’s extra…pressure on his body, Spike had to shift his tail a bit to make a sturdier pillar to hold both of them up, but it wasn’t too difficult.
Spike growled deeply, yet contently, “Mmm, now that’s perfect.”
“Delighted to hear,” Rarity purred, “Okay, girls, let’s get to it, shall we.”
On command, the three mares quickly began their task and started brushing and squeezing Spike’s dicks in their boundless flesh. A stream of smoke bellowed from Spike’s nostrils as his members were thoroughly assaulted by the warm supple breasts of the three maids; their beautiful mounds covering every inch of him, drowning his body and mind in an intense sense of euphoric pleasure he had never known before. The mares relished in the sounds of their master’s approval of their technique as well as the sight of his members swimming in the sea of their chests; his dicks sloshing to and fro as they slipped into one another’s cleavage every so often with the lucky mare adding some extra pressure just for the fun of it.
The three maids giggled and cooed at the experience, feeling their master’s dicks throbbing and twitching under the tender caressing; the soap still clinging to their forms easily lathering the twin dragons in a foamy haze. The mares quickly changed tactics; they stopped their ministrations and grabbed their breasts, pulling their nipples up to tip of his phalluses, rubbing their tender nubs against them. Spike hissed and groaned at the sensation and their mares shared his delight, moaning as they pressed their sensitive nipples against Spike as well as each other’s. “Mmm, now this is nice,” Fleur moaned in a needy tone.
While the other mares didn’t notice, Spike could feel the super model’s lower half grinding against his chest as a noticeable dampness made itself know to him and an even more noticeable sexual scent emanating from her drooling sex. Spike pulled his head and saw the mare grinding against his chest, pushing her latex covered nether region closer to his face with each. With her wet folds inching closer and closer to him, the tantalizing sight was becoming too much. “Don’t be shy, Master,” Fleur chimed in, causing Spike to lift his gaze from her sex to see the mare looking at him over her shoulder. “If you wish to partake, then please, by all means help yourself.”
The mare wiggles her hips a bit, teasing the drake at her insistence. Not wanting to be rude and given the mare had graciously offered, Spike decided to indulge himself. He reach up and grabbed Fleur’s tight posterior, his claws digging into her flesh firmly, but not enough to break the skin. Fleur purred sweetly before she felt Spike spread her cheeks apart. The young dragon dug his hand underneath her bathing suit and pulled it aside, revealing the mare’s tight backdoor to him. He then let his serpentine tongue slither out. The long lithe wet muscle stretched forth, lapping at her wet juicy lips and flicking her lovely clit with the tip of his forked tip.
Fleur shivered and moaned deeply, before returning to her duties and attending to her master’s need. Spike continued lapping his tongue along her outer labia, sometimes prodding at her opening with his tongue, but never truly entering her; but despite his expert teasing, his efforts were still met with hearty moans and shrieks of pleasure from the receiving mare which only encouraged his actions. “Oh, Master, please don’t tease, you…you can do more than that.” she implored.
“Are you asking or telling?” he asked while his tongue never stopped its teasing of her marehood.
“Please, Master, eat me,” she pleaded, pushing her rear further into his grip as well as trying to press his tongue into her waiting honey pot, “Devour my pussy to your hearts content.”
“That’s more like it,” he said with a gratified smirk. He pulled his love juice covered tongue from her lips for a brief moment. Fleur’s disapproving mewling and confusion was ceased as she felt his tongue lash out at her entrance, but not her front door entrance. Spike’s surprise attack caused her to squeak and shiver as Fleur felt his tongue lapping and circling around her tight arse before it took the final plunge an entered her; her anus puckering and tightened almost intensely as it enjoyed the sudden attention it was receiving.
“M-M-Master, not…not there,” Fleur stammered as the pleasure jolted through her body, causing her to stop her tit fucking and look back at him over her shoulder. “I…I said y-you could eat out my pussy.”
“Are you, a maid, telling me, your master, what he can and cannot do?” he asked sternly removing his tongue from her dark star, his voice heavily laced with strength and authority as his eyes narrowed into thin slits.
Hearing the tone in his voice sent a chill down Rarity’s spine; she knew that tone all too well. She didn’t stop her ministrations, but she looked up and could easily see the tinge of terror in her friends eyes. “N-No, it’s…it’s not that, M-Master,” Fleur stammered in fear, “just that…Spike, why are you raising your hand?”
Rarity and Octavia could easily make out Spike’s right hand rising into the air; the former doing her best to conceal the smile that worked its way in the corner of her mouth. Quick as a whip, Spike’s hand swung down striking the alabaster mare’s right cheek with a resounding ‘smack’. Fleur cried out as the pain ripple through her body, causing it to freeze in place while a tear began to well up in her eye; however, to the mare’s surprise as the stinging sensation of the sudden assault on her poor bottom lingered a new alluring pleasure filled sensation began to wash over her.
Octavia gasped in shock at what she had just witnessed just as Fleur began to recover and Spike quickly delivered another smack to her left hind quarters causing to her cry out in pain before the pleasure set in again. "What…What is this," Fleur thought to herself as she received another pain filled but still enjoyable spanking, "It’s strange, I’ve had my bum spanked before but never like this. Spike is actually hitting me and it hurts, but…but it feels good too."
She shrieked as she received another spank and then another and another. Tears welling in her eyes as she cried out in the strange mixture pain and pleasure; the latter quickly beginning to overpower the former which caused her pussy to wink and drool her arousal profusely over Spike’s chest. “M-Master, why…why are y-you doing t-t-this,” Fleur pleaded in confusion, but her voice was oozing desire.
“Fleur, dear,” Rarity finally spoke up, gaining the mare’s attention as she looked to her friend who had a calm, understanding smile on her face. “You’re being punished.”
“P-Punished?”
“Yes,” Rarity answered simply. “You’re a maid, dear, and you just told your Master what he was allowed to do. A good servant doesn’t give her master boundaries; she simply obeys her master’s wishes. If you don’t, you must be punished until you’ve seen the error of your ways and apologize.”
"Of course," Fleur shouted in realization before turning to look back at the drake still assaulting her rear. “M-Master, I’m…I’m sorry,” Fleur pleaded just as Spike raised his hand for another strike. He stopped and tore his eyes from her now apple red right ass cheek and looked up to meet her apologetic and lustful gaze. “Forgive me, I…I d-didn’t mean to order you a-around. P-Please, do as you wish.”
“Very good,” Spike smiled up at her as he brought his hand back rest on her right cheek. His other reach up to grab her left cheek as both gently began to massage the red lumps of flesh, causing the mare sigh and coo in relief. “I would have rather you figured out what to do on your own, but as long as you learned your lesson.”
“Yes, I…I promise, it won’t happen again,” Fleur assures him, her voice almost trembling as the soothing touch of his hands washed over her.
“Good girl,” he said kneading both her cheeks playfully. “Now, I think you’ve earned a nice reward.”
With her cheeks firmly in his grip, Spike spread them apart before diving into her waiting sex. Fleur moaned deeply as she felt his lips smother her own while his tongue darted forth inside her. “Oh, Master,” she purred, her hips already started to move and press herself further against Spike’s muzzle, trying to bury his face deeper into her pussy.
With the pleasure already starting to overwhelm her, Fleur quickly went back to massaging Spike’s members with her breasts, vigorously mashing them between her bust. Her fellow maids soon followed her lead and continued massaging Spike’s dicks in their voluptuous mounds. Spike groaned as he felt the pressure in his loin beginning to stir; his voice vibrating through Fleur’s folds making her moan and gasp even louder. He quickly collects himself as he glances up at Fleur’s lonely puckering hole. Wanting to pick up from where he was so rudely interrupted, as well as wanting to test Fleur’s ability to learn, Spike pulled his right thumb up and began rubbing his thumb against her anus, gently but firmly running circles around her back entrance. Fleur squeaked and shivered above him, but that was it; she didn’t protest or stop the attention she was giving his phalluses. Spike smiled inwardly at her before he proceeded to press his thumb inside, her anus putting up little resistance before he slipped inside up to his first knuckle. Fleur groaned and shuddered, but still continued tit fucking her master. "Very good, Fleur," he thought as he buried the rest of his thumb inside.
He then decided to up the ante and began running her tongue around her inner walls, causing her to cry out and arch her back up in surprise. “Aaahhh, Master, yes that…that feels so wonderful!”
“Oh,” Spike replied, pulling his muzzle from her honey pot with a good amount of her juices clinging to his lips and chin while his tongue remained elongated in her pussy, still playing around inside her. “What feels wonderful?”
“My pussy…y-your tongue nghhh, it…it’s brush against the…the ahhh inside of my pussy. I’ve…I’ve never felt anything l-like this!”
“How about your ass,” he asked, writhing his thumb around.
Fleur gave a shudder at the sensation of the anal invader before replying, “It’s nice, but…”
“But?” Spike inquired curiously.
“But…you could try a few more fingers, if you’d like, Master,” she replied looking back at him with a lustful smile.
Spike gave her a toothy grin at her sudden change of heart, "Guess she’s staring to learn her lesson." The young drake then proceeded to remove his thumb and opted to switch them out for his index and middle finger. He poked and prodded the two claws at her entrance, doing his best not to harm her. He tender touch seemed to work as her anus easily and eagerly began to swallow his fingers, the mare groaning and moaning as they stretched her tight hole around them. With little to no effort, Spike pressed his fingers further in until they were up to his second knuckle.
Now having the mare right where he wanted her, Spike once against buried his muzzle in her juicy honey pot while pumping his fingers in and out of her ass. Fleur made no attempt to hide or contain her pleasure filled moans as Spike toyed with her bodies most sensual spots; not wanting to be greedy, Fleur quickly scooped up Spike’s upper member between her breasts before diving down and taking the crown of his dick into her warm mouth. Spike groaned at the surprise attack as he felt Fleur bobbing not only her head around his tip, but also stroking his shaft with the whole of her chest.
“Hey, Fleur, that’s no fair, hogging Spike’s dick all for yourself,” Tavi whined, glaring as she watched her super model friend practically devour Spike’s cock. The elder unicorn paid the gray mare no mind as she too engrossed in her task as continued her service.
“Now, now, dear, no need to pout,” Rarity chimed in, brushing her hand through her friend’s mane, trying to sooth her. She then took hold of Spike’s lower phallus between her breasts, presenting it to her friend as she spoke, “it isn’t as though it’s the only one he has. Here, I’m more than willing to share.”
Tavi turned to her friend and smiled as the two mares leaned forward and began lapping at Spike’s sensitive tip, while stroking their breasts on either side of her shaft. As they ran through tongues around his crown, their wet muscles brushed against one another every so often, though neither seemed to mind. Spike found his mind drifting into a deep fog of bliss and pleasure, groaning and growling as the combined effort of the mares was becoming too much to bare and the all too familiar pressured down below was rising steadily. His maids could easily tell as they felt his dicks throbbing and radiating heat like a volcano ready to erupt. "Shit, I’m gonna cum soon," he thought to himself. He grunted as he tried to hold himself back, wanting to enjoy the pleasure of his three maids a bit longer.
He then started twirling his tongue around Fleur’s inner walls in a rapid spiral motion, while pumping his fingers in and out of her tight ass even faster causing the mare to shriek around his tip, letting the vibration run through his tip, heightening his pleasure even more. Fleur returned to pleasuring Spike, stroking him with her breasts and sucking and licking his cock with her mouth with great gusto, doing her best to send him over the edge. Tavi and Rarity also matched their friend’s enthusiasm, suckling on his tip with his shaft buried deeply between their mounds with their nipples pressing against each other from either side. The dragon grit his teeth and growl as the pressure within had reached its peak. Without proper warning, Spike let out a deep groan as his orgasm finally hit him. Fleur squeaked in surprise as she felt his hot seed firing off inside her mouth while Rarity and Octavia gasped as his lower member released its payload onto their faces.
Spike continued to groan as his dicks fired volley after volley at the three maids; his upper member quickly filling the unicorn’s mouth as she swallowed as much as she could; while on the other end, her fellow maids moaned sweetly as they continued to stroke his shaft, trying to wring as much of his seed from him as possible, while more of ropes of white plastered their faces.
When his orgasms finally began to taper off, Fleur started sucking his sensitive tip deeply and strongly, trying to get what seed possibly remaining inside his dick; while Rarity and Tavi started licking at his member, doing their best to clean his shaft with great diligence. Spike removed his fingers and tongue from Fleur’s privates, panting and groaning, his post orgasmic state lingering strongly as his mares tended to him. He pulled his head up to see how the girls were fairing. Fleur was still lost in the taste of his cum and phallus, moaning earnestly to herself as she kept his tip nestled in her mouth with Rarity now feverously licking and cleaning Spike’s spunk from the cellist’s gray coat. Wanting to get his muscles moving, the dragon patted the unicorn’s still slightly red cheeks gently, gaining her attention.
With an audible ‘pop’ Fleur released Spike’s member and looked back at him. “Oh, forgive me, Master, I guess I enjoyed that a little too much,” she giggled, her cheeks reddened, from excitement or embarrassment he was not sure, “I hope you enjoyed yourself.”
“I think you got a mouth full of my ‘enjoyment’ so that goes without saying.” he quipped.
“I suppose it does,” she smiled back before a light shriek caught both their attention. They turned to see Rarity now fully making out with Octavia; the gray mare obviously turning to jelly as her unicorn friend held her head in her hands as they swapped the remnants of cum between their mouths. Fleur cooed at the sight as she gently removed herself from atop of Spike’s chest, letting the dragon do the same and slid his lower half away from the two mares allowing him and Fleur to sit up and watch the alabaster seamstress and cellist have a go at each other.
Fleur watched with bated breath as both her hands dove underneath the water and between her legs to her aching sex. Her fingers wasted no time delving into her waiting marehood while she played with her clit. Watching her two marefriends and having not reached her orgasm was setting her nethers ablaze and she needed to put it out. She glanced over at Spike to see that his members were once against standing tall, ready for another go and with Rarity and Tavi currently preoccupied, she knew it was now or never and quickly moved into position. “Master,” she called out to him.
Spike managed to pull his gaze from the enthusiastic makeout session and turned toward Fleur, his eyes widened in surprise for a moment at the sight that greeted him. To his right, Fleur stood on her hands and knees , her beautiful plump alabaster ass facing him with her pink tail raised high, showing off her dripping wet pussy. “Once again, I would like to apologize for my earlier indiscretion,” she told him, looking over her shoulder at him, “I’ve learned my lesson and it won’t happen again, Master, I promise.”
“Hmm, you do sound rather sincere,” Spike said as he got up and shifted around behind her. His dicks hovered mere inches from both her holes, but he didn’t move any further. “But I’m afraid talk is cheap, my little maid. If you want me to believe you, you’re gonna have to prove it.”
“B-But Master, please, I need your dicks,” the mare pleaded. She nearly thrust her hips back to meet the tips of his members, but Spike quickly jerked them back and out of her reach.
“Seems I was right, you don’t seem to have truly learned your lesson,” Spike stated as he reached out and gave a light tap of his hand to her still slightly reddened cheek. “Does the maid need to be punished again?”
Fleur’s cheeks turned a deeper shade of red as a shiver ran down her spine; just the thought of Spike spanking her precious rump again stoked the flames already writhing in her loins. As much as she would have liked it, she knew such actions would only leave her wanting more and Spike most likely leaving her that way until she truly learned to obey her Master’s wishes. She quickly shook her head and Spike smiled calmly down at her, “Good, now then, are you truly ready to learn?”
She quickly nodded. Spike crossed his arms as he looked down at her, his overall expression calm, but with a slight hint of mischief in his eyes. “Alright, my dear, time to teach you how to properly obey,” he told her. “First things first, I think your attire has served its purpose. Take it off.”
She quickly noted that he wasn’t asking. He was ordering. Fleur took a quick moment to calm herself and while it didn’t help much, she was relaxed enough to follow instructions. She then stood up and lowered her head as she looped her thumbs through the latex string hanging behind her head before pulling it over her head. Her breasts jiggled free from their sexy confines before she continued and shimmied her hips as she continued to pull her bathing suit down passed her waist. When the suit finally reached her legs, she lifted her right leg and slipped out and then repeated the process with her other leg. She carelessly tossed the suit into away into the water, looking over her shoulder at Spike for her new instructions. “Good, very good,” he praised her, “now, back on your hands and knees.”
Fleur nodded and re-assumed her previous position in front of Spike. The young dragon quickly placed his hands on her round cheeks and began massaging them in slow circular motions; each wide spreading of her mounds giving Spike a nice clear view of her anus and pussy, both winking, needy for attention. Fleur cooed sweetly as a slight shiver ran through her, the aching in her nether region slowly rising again. “Okay, Fleur, now I’m going to start to really play with you, but you’re not allowed to move and you’re certainly not allowed to cum.”
“W-What, but Master,” Fleur stammered, looking back at him in surprise and slight horror.
“Ah ah ah,” he quickly cut her off with a stern look, stopping his hands from massaging her, “You’re not allowed to move, touch yourself or cum unless I say so. If you do any of these things without my permission, you will be punished in the worst way possible. However, if you can hold out long enough, you’ll get a nice reward for your efforts. Understood?”
“Y-Yes, Master,” she replied.
His stern look melted into a smile before spreading her ass wide again. “Alright then, let’s get started.”
After lining his tools up properly, Spike shifted forward with his upper member landing smack dab between cheeks, his shaft resting just atop her tight back door; while his lower member slid between her legs, brushing against her soft wet lips and sensitive clit. Fleur moaned at the sensations before Spike pressed her cheeks closed, wrapping them snuggled around his shaft. “Now, close your legs tightly,” he told her.
The white unicorn quickly responded and closed her legs, her thighs keeping his shaft pressed firmly against her marehood. With all the preparations completed, Spike proceeded and pulled back before thrusting forward. Fleur gave a slight squeaked and moaned as Spike easily worked himself into a steady rhythm, pumping both his dicks against her voluptuous body; the heat of his members, as well as the bristling numbs near his crown sent an array of tingling sensations coursing through her as they brushed against anus and pussy and clit respectively. Fleur trembled and whimpered as the burning desire in her quickly began stirring and rising once again. She could feel her lower lips drooling profusely onto his cock and her dark star winking widely; her body crying out for him to just put them both inside of her and buck her senseless; however the worst part of it all was the mare putting in every ounce of willpower she had to not act on her sexual urges. With each thrust he gave, super model turned maid had timed his strokes accordingly. She knew it would be a cinch to match his rhythm and sink both his cocks into her, but she also knew that would not end so well for her.
While he didn’t go into detail, she could still hear the severity in his voice when he explained her situation; were she to disobey, she had no idea what he would do. She wanted to feel good. She wanted to cum, but she didn’t want to displease her Master. Throughout all of her previous sexual encounters with other prime specimens she had always gotten what she wanted. Even earlier, Spike had no problem adhering to her desires, but this was different. Spike was different and that’s when it finally clicked in her head. “So…So this is what Spike is truly like in the bedroom,” she deduced. “All this time he has simply been holding back with Tavi and me, but now…now he’s truly letting loose and I think…I think it’s turning me on more than usual. I’ve never had a stallion take so much control before; I can usually get them to do whatever I want, but not with Spike.”
“Mmmm, his dicks feel so good and I want them inside me right now and I know he wants to too, but he won’t. He’s just going to keep toying with me until I beg him for it. Ooooh and that just makes me want it more. Is this why Rarity likes this so much? He wants to make me feel good, but on his terms, by his rules. Even Tavi is enjoying this and she’s so much more submissive than me. Maybe that’s the trick.”
A hearty moan spilled from the mare’s mouth as Spike began to pick up speed. “Hmm, you’re doing quite well, Fleur, I’m a little impressed.” he commented.
“T-Thank you, Master,” she replied, her voice a tad shaky as she began to pant.
“I think you’ve earned a little reward. Despite it being a punishment, I could tell you were enjoying the little spanking I gave you,” he said as he leaned over the mare’s slender form, his muzzle right beside her ear. “Want me to tan this porcelain white rump of yours cherry red, hm? Would my slutty little maid like that?”
The alabaster mare trembled as excitement ran right through her core, his voice brimming with a sense of power and authority she had never seen or felt before. Without a moment’s hesitation, she shouted her reply, “Y-Yes, Master! Yes! Please, spank my ass! Spank my ass till it’s candy apple red!”
“Hoho, would you look at that,” he chuckled, pulling himself back upright with a toothy grin, “I thought it would take a little longer to get such a response from you. Since you asked so nicely, I’ll be more than happy to oblige.”
Spike’s scaly tail soon rose up from the tub, water falling off his broad appendage, glistening in the open air. With fluid practiced motions, Spike whipped his tail about behind him, sending what little water clinging to it, spraying around him; and then suddenly, as quick as a whip, Spike’s tail tip smacked firmly against Fleur’s right cheek. Fleur cried out, arching her back as the pain quickly subsided and melted quickly into pleasure. Spike gave a slight groan as he felt her pussy lips winking against his shaft as more of her arousal drooled over his lower dragonhood. Wanting to enjoy the sensation, Spike didn’t give the mare a moment of respite before his tail struck again, slapping her other cheek just as strong, making her cry out once again causing the same reaction.
Fleur shivered and shuddered as Spike continued to have his way with her, her mind quickly relishing in the pleasure that was washing over her. With each smack of his tail she felt more of her precious honey flowing from her marehood, moaning and panting with little regard of who heard her as her legs began to buckle underneath her. She was being spanked by a nice, strong dragon and she loved it. “Ah, yes! This is it,” she screamed internally, “I was right. Once I gave over he reciprocated…no, he…he rewarded me. I obeyed and he rewarded me for it and ah…it feels so good! I think I’m gonna cum soon!”
“Mmmm, even though I’m not inside, I can definitely feel you’re going to cum,” he told her. “Remember, Fleur, you’re not allowed to cum unless I say so.”
“Y-Yes, I…I understand M-Master, but oooh, it…it feels so good,” she whimpered as her body screamed for release.
Spike could easily tell she was giving into to her bodies desires but he knew she wanted to obey him as well. Feeling a little encouragement was needed, the purple dragon leaned down once again beside the mare’s ear and whispered calmly, “Now, Fleur, I know it’s hard and I know your body is just aching for release, but you mustn’t give in. I can show you pleasures you’ve never known and I want to, but if you can’t obey like a good maid then I’m going to have to punish you and I don’t want that, do you?”
Fleur tightened her eyes and shook her head. “Then endure.” He told her blatantly. With those last two words, Spike’s serpentine tongue slithered forward tracing around her ear, causing her to squeak in surprise and shiver under his gentle caress. The constant various stimulations were truly mind breaking; his thrusting against both her entrances, the spanking, his tongue lashing; all of it attempting to break her will and give in to her baser pleasures; but what truly pierced through the haze of lust and desire were his words. His voice, his words carried so much emotion and power over her. She had never been so moved, so driven by another’s voice as she was by his. She wanted to listen. She wanted to be rewarded. She wanted to obey her Master.
“As you command, Master,” she mewled.
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Elsewhere, on the side lines, Rarity and Tavi had long since “cleaned” each other of Spike’s seed and found themselves enamored at the little show between their companions. The grey cellist was the more focused of the two; sitting on her knees, biting her lower lip with a needy expression ever present on her face; her right arm around her midsection while her left had latched itself to her right breast, gently groping it and the tender nub beneath it. “Mmmm, Fleur is so lucky,” Tavi muttered to herself. “I wish Spike would touch me like that.”
Rarity smiled devilishly at her friend as she stealthily crawled behind her; when she was in position, she wrapped her arms around the grey mare’s midsection, resting her head on Tavi’ shoulder. “I know I’m not Spike, dear, but could I be of assistance?”
Octavia turned to the mare and wasted no time as the two pressed their lips together in quite the tender exchange. Rarity could feel Tavi’s body going lax underneath her, watching as he friend’s hands ceased their ministrations on her chest and pussy. Not wanting the poor mare to go on without enjoying herself, Rarity quickly replaced her friend’s hands with her own; taking Octavia’s left breast in her hand, kneading the abundance of flesh expertly in her grasp. Her right hand then snaked its way down the mare’s midriff and delved between her legs. Tavi moaned sweetly as she felt Rarity’s fingers slid into her pussy, the alabaster mare pumping and sliding her fingers against her soft walls. Rarity soon broke the kiss, letting Octavia’s moans spill free as she continued to caress the mare’s succulent form.
“How’s that, dear,” Rarity asked, her eyes lidded as she relished in the earth mare’s desire.
“W-Wonderful,” Octavia panted slightly as she closed her eyes.
“Sorry if I’m not all that gentle,” Rarity said as she vigorously groped the grey mare’s breast, giving a few firm squeezes, causing milk to dribble from the Tavi’s tender teat. “It’s not my forte, I’m afraid. Spike is a notorious master of foreplay and teasing, while I on the other hand tend to be more…straightforward. I suppose that’s why we’re so compatible. Often I initiate, but when I do Spike likes to drag out the act, poking, prodding, and teasing me till I’m a begging quivering mess. By the time he finally puts those big strong tools of his to work, I wind up cumming so hard, so easily. It’s positively mind numbing.”
Listening to Rarity’s sensual tale as she groped and toyed with her body sent Octavia’s mind in to a daydream fantasy where she was in Rarity’s place as Spike played and teased her at his own leisure. Just the thought of being in such a situation seemed to thrill her as she started grinding her hips against Rarity’s fingers. Rarity smiled at the reaction before leaning in and whispered into the mare’s ear, “You’re thinking about it right now, aren’t you?”
Octavia gave a weak nod, causing Rarity’s grip on her breast to get a bit firmer and more milk to flow free. Tavi gasped, but quickly bit her lip to stifle herself, “Now, now, Tavi, no need to silence yourself. If it feels good I want to hear it, I love listening to your cries of pleasure." Octavia was a bit hesitant for a moment, before opening her mouth and letting her moans loose once more. “Good girl,” Rarity cooed happily. “You just love being submissive, don’t you, Tavi?”
“I…I um,” Tavi stammered a bit in embarrassment as her cheeks reddened.
“Come now, sweetie, I’ve seen how you’ve been acting since I arrived,” Rarity teased as she released the mare’s breast and took her sensitive nipple between her fingers. “You had no problem obeying Spike’s orders and you learned to properly ask him for a reward so easily. You love being under somepony’s thumb, letting them turn you into a personal toy, don’t you? It’s okay you can be honest with me.” Rarity said as she tweaked and pulled on Tavi’s nipple.
Octavia cried out as Rarity’s slightly rough touch caused more of her delicious cream to shoot forth. “Y-Yes…Yes, I love it,” she answered, opening her eyes and meeting Rarity’s dominant gaze. “I don’t know why, but ever since Spike and Fleur had instructed me earlier and even well after that, I just enjoyed following somepony else’s command, mainly Spike’s. Just simply being told what to do and doing it, the sense of relinquishing control and letting somepony else take charge, it’s…its surprising fulfilling with a strange sense of purpose, especially if they are as tender and considerate as Spike.”
“So, you like submitting to Spike, hm,”Rarity inquired.
Octavia nodded firmly, “Then, would you mind, submitting to me?”
The young earth mare’s eyes widen in surprise and her only response was, “What?”
“Just for a little while, darling,” Rarity clarified. “This whole time I’ve been finding it a tad difficult to take my eyes off of you. Seeing you in this new light, you’re supple body on display and watching Spike play with you, it has certainly caught my interest and as a fellow, more experienced “sub” I’d like to show you the finer points of submitting to another.”
“But if you did that, wouldn’t that mean you would be acting as a “dom” in this case?” Octavia deduced.
“Yes, I would,” Rarity said as she leaned forward and captured Octavia’s lips in passionate embrace. Octavia squeaked in surprise at Rarity’s sudden action, but once again felt her body relenting to the unicorn’s touch. It wasn’t much longer till Rarity’s tongue invaded Octavia’s mouth and even less for it to find the grey mare’s own wet muscle. Rarity’s tongue quickly intertwined with Octavia’s, moaning as she twisted and writhed her tongue around the weakened mare’s, moaning deeply into her mouth. Octavia moaned sweetly herself, her body simply giving in to Rarity’s control.
Rarity’s fingering of Tavi’s nether region became stronger, causing the earth mare to gasp in surprise. Rarity could feel the amateur sub grinding her hips against not only her fingers, but her palm as well, dragging her clit against the unicorn’s hand. Rarity soon broke the kiss, her gaze turning predatory as she quickly looked over Tavi’s quivering form. It didn’t take long for her eyes to hone in on her friend’s most glorious assets sitting lonely and untouched on her chest. "Mmmm, now there’s something I’ve been dying to taste," she thought to herself.
Without a moment’s hesitation, Rarity took hold of the strap of Octavia’s top and pulled it aside, letting her right tit swing free, causing some of her milk to trickle forth. The lustful mare eyed the steadily flowing creamy substance seep from her fellow maid’s delicious teat; it’s sweet scent already catching her nose and filling her senses. Rarity licked her lips, her mouth watering in anticipation. She then cupped her hand, hefting the magnificent orb in her grasp as she leaned down lapped at the tender milk nozzle. Octavia let loose the cutest little squeak of surprise which raised a giggle out of the unicorn. Rarity pulled back a few inches, savoring the sinfully sweet taste of Tavi’s milk on her tongue. “My my, such a rich flavor,” Rarity cooed, “I think I may get addicted to this.”
After having sampled the gray mare’s goods, Rarity felt another hunger burning in her nethers and from the way Tavi was grinding her hips against fingers, this would be beneficial for them both. With a steely resolve, Rarity pulled her fingers free from Tavi’s drooling slit; the latter whinnying as the blissful pleasure had suddenly ceased. Before she could inquire Rarity for stopping, in one swift motion Tavi felt herself being forced down on to her back causing her to make a small splash into the tub. She squeaked in surprise from the sudden change in position until she felt a pair of hands grab her left leg and pull it up into the air before it rested on something soft. When she finally gathered herself, she looked up to see Rarity holding her leg up and the bottom portion of Rarity’s bikini moved aside, allowing their glistening slits to sit inches from each other. “Alright, my dear,” Rarity smiled lustfully at her, “Ready for some fun?”
“Yes…Yes, please, I was so close,” Tavi pleaded.
“Very well, let’s get to it,” Rarity said happily. After draping the mare’s leg over her shoulder, Rarity firmly pressed their marehoods together. Both mares gasped at the full rush of pleasure that hit them as they started working their hips into a nice steady rhythm; Rarity was thrusting her hips in a short but long fashion, dragging her lower lips against Tavi’s from bottom to top, causing their clits to flick against each other’s while Tavi pressed their marehoods together when Rarity made contact adding to both their pleasure. Rarity bit her lip, trying to hold back a moan as she looked down at her fellow maid, watching the mare trying to bring herself to orgasm. “Somepony is very eager,” she giggled.
“I…I c-can’t help it, I-I want to cum!” she practically begged.
“S-Same here,” Rarity pant, her eyes half lidded as a familiar pressure began to rise. “Though, that doesn’t mean I should stop you.”
Before she could inquire her friend, Rarity leaned forward slightly and once again grabbed Tavi’s wonderful chest, causing said mare to moan deeply. Rarity gave the mare’s breast a slight groping, watching as the cellist writhe underneath while her milk steadily drizzled through the former’s grip. Suddenly, without warning, the alabaster mare took Tavi’s breast and brought it to her face as she shoved the milk dripping nipple into the gray mare’s mouth. Tavi gave a gasp of surprise before her lips instinctively clasp over her tender teat, causing some of her milk to spring forth into her mouth.
The gray mare then moaned sweetly as the delicious taste of her own cream assaulted her taste buds. With great vigor, Tavi quickly tightened the seal of her lips over her milk nozzle and began suckling and drinking her own milk. Rarity giggled as she watched her friend’s eyes nearly disappear into the back of her head before closing them and moaning as she greedily swallowed her milk. “My, my, now this is certainly surprising,” Rarity smiled lewdly at her friend. “Don’t tell me this is the first time you’ve actually…tasted yourself.”
The only response she received was another heartier moan from the lustfully drowning mare, “I’ll take that as a yes.”
Seeing her friend practically drowning in her own delicious juices quickly reminded her of her own aching need, prompting Rarity to start speeding up her thrusting, earning a pleasured shriek from Tavi and a gasp from herself. After doubling her efforts, both Rarity and Tavi felt their pleasure escalating; Rarity’s vigorous thrusting against Tavi’s pussy sent a rush of chills of her spine while Tavi found herself lost in euphoric bliss from not only Rarity’s dominating prowess but also the taste of her own milk; her lips suckling on her mound, draining it and her tongue flicking and writhing across her teat adding to her pleasure. Rarity bit her lower lip as a hearty groan slipped her grasp, the pressure in her nethers steadily rising to its peak. As her hips sped up even further she looked down at the gray mare beneath her, watching as Tavi quickly grabbed her other breast and brought it to her mouth before opening her mouth and latching onto it as well, setting off her other milk nozzle to release itself in her mouth. She let loose an excited shriek before she thrust her hips forth to mash her soaking slit against Rarity’s. The surprise action caused the fashionista throw her head back and gasp until she quickly recovered her looked back down at her friend with a lustful smirk.
Rarity then changed her pace and began grinding her pussy firmly against Tavi’s, the resounding pleasure reverberated through both of them. The two mares moved their hips in sync, Rarity having the most leverage of the two and making excellent use of dominating Tavi’s movements. The never ending stimulation and mind numbing pleasure was reaching its epicenter as Tavi started moving her hips more feverishly. The gray mare’s eyes fluttered open slightly, just enough to see Rarity’s seductive predatory eyes meeting her own. That strong, sultry gaze sent a new wave of pleasure through Tavi’s body; she didn’t know how, but every fiber of her being knew there was something…special, something exciting behind Rarity’s eyes, almost as if she were sending a secret message and Tavi could hear it loud and clear. “If you cum, you’re mine and I won’t let you go until I’m done,” she heard Rarity’s voice wisp through her mind.
That unspoken vow seemed to work as Tavi could longer contain herself. She threw her head back, opening her mouth and screaming in sheer pleasure as her walls clamped down tightly and unleashed a stream of mare cum against Rarity’s marehood. The sudden release of her nipples caused the milk to spray forth midstream and cascade onto her voluptuous form with an intensity that almost matched her orgasm. Between the somewhat powerful squirting assaulting her nethers and the still writhing afterglow of Tavi’s orgasm, Rarity quickly gave in as her own orgasm finally hit home. She threw her head back, moaning happily through her climax, while not as powerful as her friend’s it was still more than satisfactory.
Rarity’s lips curled up into an amused and satisfied smile as she panted and looked down at Tavi. Wanting her friend to enjoy herself as much as possible, the alabaster unicorn continued grinding their marehoods together, doing her best to prolong Tavi’s orgasm as well as her own and given the long heady moans and whimpers she received from the milk drench mare, it seemed to be working just fine. Tavi shuddered and trembled under Rarity’s rhythmic motions for a time before her wonderfully long climax finally came to an end. By the end of it, Octavia was a panting, red faced, lust addled, milk covered mess; her eyes were glazed over, while tongue dangled from her mouth as she tried to catch her breath and her body tried to recover from her powerful release. She released an almost silent mewl as Rarity removed her arms from her leg from her leg, letting fall back into the tub. She then felt Rarity’s arms pull her up until she was resting against Rarity’s body with her head on the unicorn’s shoulder.
Rarity giggled as she tenderly held the mare in her arms, rubbing her shoulder and gently brushing back her mane. After another moment or two, Octavia finally found her wits once again as she gazed up at her friend. “Did you enjoy yourself,” Rarity asked with a gentle smile.
“Yes…yes, very much,”Tavi nodded with a nod and a smile.
“I’m glad to hear it,” Rarity said in a sultry manner, taking her hand from the earth mare’s shoulder and cupped her cheek and keeping her gaze fixed on her. “Because now, my dear pet, if you want another, you’re going to have to earn it, understand?”
“Yes,” Tavi nodded firmly.
“Yes…what?”
“Yes…Mistress Rarity,” Tavi replied. Rarity’s gentle smile turned devilish at the correct response; her heart all a twitter as her new pet acknowledged her position. While the unicorn loved and adored submitting herself to Spike’s will, a side of her still yearned for some semblance of control. She knew she could never…would never be able to gain such a thing with Spike and she was certainly content, but now…now she was the mistress with her own pet to train and play with and she was going to make the best of it.
The young fashionista soon stood up in front of her new pet before reaching behind her neck to the clasp of her bikini. “Now, my dear, just as any Master or Mistress knows their pet’s body inside and out, so too must the pet know their Master or Mistress’ body,” Rarity explained as she unfastened the claps from her neck and began to remove her skimpy swimwear. As the band covering her breasts were removed, her beautiful white orbs bounced free. Octavia’s gaze remained ever fixed on her Mistress’s voluptuous form while the latex fabric then soon passed her hips soon pasted her hips before she finally pushed them down her legs, revealing her glistening marehood. Taking the final step and lifting her legs through the bathing suit, Rarity straightened herself out once again, looming over her slave-in-training with her left hand on her hip and her discarded bikini in her right. “Tell me, Tavi, what do you think of my body?”
Octavia had always thought Rarity was beautiful, there was no disputing that fact; but now, seeing her whole body on such a display, the cellist knew how to reply, “It’s magnificent!”
“Oh,” Rarity tilted her head slightly with intrigue. “What do you like about it?”
“Where do I begin,” Octavia said, eyeing her mistress up and down. “Those long elegant legs that lead up to such a slim waist; your arms are slender and delicate; your breasts, so soft and supple with such a taut posterior to go with it all. You’re positively radiant.”
“Mmmm, such lovely praise,” Rarity cooed as she reached down to caress her pet’s cheek. Tavi quickly purred and nuzzled the mare’s hand. “Then tell me, dear, do you love my body?”
“Yes, Mistress,” Tavi answered quickly.
“Do you wish to touch it?”
“Yes, Mistress!” she answered even quicker with great gusto, her voice seeping with a longing she never knew she had.
“Very well, my pet, you may touch my magnificent body,” Rarity told her sweetly and lustfully.
“Thank you, Mistress,” but before Octavia could even reach out to touch her prize, Rarity pulled her hand from her cheek and placed her perfectly manicured index finger to the mare’s nose, stopping her.
“However,” Rarity told her with a stern glare. “You are not allowed to touch yourself, if you do you will be punished, understand?”
Octavia felt herself shrink back a bit; a slight twinge of fear running through her, but that twinge was soon replaced by excitement. She wanted to please and obey her mistress and she certainly didn’t want to be punished, but the thought of Rarity possibly spanking her in the same fashion as Spike did to Fleur earlier certainly made her curious. Not wanting to keep her mistress waiting, she gave a curt nod to which Rarity smiled at. “Good, then by all means,” Rarity said as she activated her magic and used it to levitate a bottle of liquid soap before dropping it into Tavi’s hands before tossing her bikini away. She then turned around, presenting her pristine backside to the mare as she looked over her shoulder and ordered, “Come, tend to your Mistress.”
Octavia gave an enthusiastic nod as she stood up behind her. Before she could get to the task at hand, Tavi found herself ogling Rarity’s porcelain figure; her narrow shoulder and tight posterior were simply too wondrous to ignore. “Tavi, dear, it’s rude to keep your mistress waiting,” Rarity informed her.
“R-Right, forgive me, Mistress,” Tavi stammered an apology as her cheek flushed red. “It’s just…seeing you like this…you’re just so beautiful, it’s easy to get distracted by it.”
“Hmm, why thank you, dear, I suppose I can’t fault you for that,” Rarity said with a flip of her wet mane, “you wouldn’t be the first and certainly not the last.”
“Is there any…specific way you wish me to clean you,” Tavi asked, almost expectantly. “Perhaps, with my breasts?”
“That does sound lovely, but not now, I’m afraid,” Rarity assured her. “After all we’ve been up to recently, I’d simply like you to clean me. I want my body to be ready for Master when he finally calls for me.”
“Yes…of course, Mistress,” the earth mare responded, sounding somewhat dejected.
“Don’t worry, my pet,” Rarity said with a loving smile, “Those beautiful breasts of yours will receive plenty more attention by the end night, I promise.”
Octavia smiled at her joyfully. “Now, come show me how good you are with your hands.”
“As you wish.”
With that said, Octavia took the bottle in her hand and poured a generous amount into her palm before putting in down beside her in the tub. She quickly worked the soap in her hands into a good thick lathery foam before turning her attention back to Rarity. She then took her soapy hands and placed them on her mistress’ shoulders; slowly she began kneading and massaging Rarity’s shoulders, neck and collar bone, covering every in of flesh in her grasp in the nicely scented soap. Rarity cooed pleasantly as her precious pet tended to her. It wasn’t long before she felt Tavi move from her shoulders to her right arm. Deciding to give the mare a hand, Rarity lifted her arm enough to give Tavi room to work.
The grey mare noticed and quickly took Rarity’s wrist lightly in her hand as the other washed the soap over her arm. When she felt Tavi had done enough, Rarity lowered her arm and lifted the other, signally the mare to switch and switch she did as she moved to the unicorn’s left arm and repeated the process. “Very good, dear, now my back,” Rarity told her.
“Yes, Mistress,” Tavi replied. Releasing Rarity’s arm, Octavia kneeled down to grab more soap. After gathering more in her hands and lathering them up, the earth mare rose up to her feet once again to begin her new task. She placed her hands flat against Rarity’s slender back and she started to tub the soap in. She soon started to travel down the small of the alabaster mare’s back. She heard her mistress let out a slight moan as she watched a shiver run up the mare’s spine while she continued to work in smalls circles on her lower back. Octavia soon switched it up as she moved her hands to Rarity’s sides, gently running her hands up and down her curvy frame.
The grey mare then kneeled down into the tub, gliding her hands down to the seamstress’ tight rear. The moment her hands made contact, Rarity cooed and moaned; the sounds of her mistress’ pleasure spurring her on as Tavi thoroughly cleaned the tight but soft cheeks in her grasp, working her hands in wide circles, spreading Rarity’s cheeks open, revealing both her rectum and drooling marehood. Rarity’s continued light moaning continued to urge Tavi on, her eyes fixated on her now soapy ass cheeks before spreading them and her eyes refocused on her mistress’ dripped wet sex. “Do you like my ass, Tavi?” Rarity asked in a sultry tone.
“Yes…” Tavi answered in an almost hypnotic tone.
“Good, because now you’re really going to clean it,” Rarity said before taking the mare by surprise and pushing the whole of her posterior into Tavi’s face.
Tavi released a muffled shriek of shock, the mare’s face buried deep in her ass; she was about to pull back before the strong heady scent of Rarity’s arousal as well as the scent of the sweet soap filled her senses, causing her mind to go blank. She then gave a hearty moan, her eyes glassing over in a mental haze. Rarity smiled at the sight, “You like that, don’t you? You don’t mind me sitting on your pretty face, do you, my little pet?”
With her mouth covered in plump flesh, all Tavi could manage was another moan that sent a shiver of pleasure up Rarity’s spine. “Very good, now, your mistress wishes for you to clean her precious anus with just your tongue, understand?”
Once again, she only received a moan as a reply and Rarity smiled wider. “Well then, get that tongue of yours moving. My ass isn’t going to clean itself.”
Having finally been giving the order, Rarity soon felt Tavi’s tongue dart forth and instantly assaulting her anus and long lavishing licks. The alabaster unicorn gave a shriek of shock and pleasure at the sudden savory licking before biting her lower lip and letting loose a more than satisfactory groan. Octavia spared no expense as she continued to land long strong licks against Rarity’s back door, relishing in her mistress’ taste and scent. Her technique never remained the same for long; she would constantly change from licking up and down and simply circling her tongue around the hole. However, each tactic seemed to birth the same result which was Rarity panting and moaning in approval. Rarity felt her heart pounding in her chest as her body shuddered and her pussy quivered under Tavi’s tongue lashing.
“Sweet, Celestia, Tavi is showing more promise than I thought,” Rarity told herself, “She’s only licking my anus and I can already feel myself getting close. But I have to hold out. If I am to be in control I must also be in control of myself.”
“Now, now, darling, I think we’re getting a bit sidetracked,” Rarity giggled as best she could, doing her best to control her voice and herself to show she was unfazed by Octavia’s efforts. “I think my rear has been given ample attention, now let’s move to the front.”
Rarity pulled her cheeks from the grey mare’s face, giving said mare a moment to come to her senses. Tavi quickly shook her head from her stupor, finding her lips covered in her own saliva. She then looked to see Rarity’s beautiful rectum covered in spittle, puckering slightly, as if begging to be filled with something. She blinked a few times, looking up at the unicorn’s lustful gaze and gave a quick nod, confirming she heard the command. Tavi quickly grabbed the bottle of soap as she moved to Rarity’s front, standing before her. Just as Tavi began to pour more soap into her hands, Rarity’s eyes traveled down the earth mare’s bodice before landing at the sight between her legs, smiling sweetly at the display. “My, my, what have we here?” she inquired as she reached out her hand.
Poor Tavi had no chance to react as she felt Rarity’s fingers brushing up against her soaking wet pussy. Octavia released a deep hearty moan as her body trembled at Rarity’s touch. “Oh dear, look at you, you’re positively drenched down here and I doubt that it’s because of the tub,” Rarity purred as she looked up at her pet’s pleasure addled expression. “Did licking your mistress’ ass make you this wet, hmm? I bet it did. It got you so wet you didn’t even notice your pussy was practically drooling and now look at you. You’re shaking like a leaf and I’m just rubbing you lips.”
Rarity was right and Tavi could feel it. The steady stream of her sex was just pouring down her legs. She hadn’t realized it before, but now, now that Rarity was touching her, it was like her pussy was on fire; begging, pleading to touched and pleasured. She was trembling so feverishly, she felt her legs getting ready to give out; her thighs clenched together, to try and stop Rarity’s fingers, but her mistress was having none of that. Rarity pulled her thumb up and pressed it firmly against her clit, electing a cute squeak from her. “Now, Tavi, that won’t do,” Rarity chided her playfully as she rubbed the mare’s clit in small circles with her thumb. “If your mistress desires to touch your body, you must make your body open and available.”
Tavi squealed, fighting against herself and with a little effort, forced her legs open once again. “Good girl,” Rarity praised her with a smile.
“M-Mistress, p-p-please…ah,” Tavi stammered in a shaky tone.
“Hmm, please what,” Rarity asked innocently tilting her head to the side in feigned confusion while her fingers continued to caress her nethers.
“P-Please, Mistress I ngh….I w-want to…to cum!” Tavi begged.
“Oh, is that all,” Rarity asked with a devious smile, “Does my little pet want to cream herself all over my hand as I plunge my fingers inside of her?”
“Yes…ah, yes, I b-beg of you, Mistress, let…let me cum!”
“….No,” Rarity answered simply as she yanked her hand back and turned her head away.
Tavi’s eyes widened as the wonderful stimulating pleasure ended causing her body to ache and cry out for more. “But, Mistress, please, I’m so close,” Tavi begged, her pussy burning with need and desire.
“I know, I can tell,” Rarity said as she inspected the beautiful coating of honey on her hand. “Just look at this. If I did slip my fingers in, you probably would have climaxed right then and there. Now wouldn’t that have been something?” Rarity giggled at the delightful thought. The white hot desire coursing through her was too much and Tavi felt her legs finally give way as she dropped to her knees in the tub.
“Come now, dear,” Rarity called to her, though Tavi’s slight flinch at her choice of words didn’t go unnoticed. “I told you if you wanted a reward you’d have to earn it and you’ve hardly done enough to do so. If you truly wish for release then stand and let’s continue. Satisfy me and I will make good on my word.”
Octavia raised her head and looked into her mistress’ eyes; the lust was still ever apparent, however, there was something beneath it. Behind the lust and desire, she could still see the kind, generous mare that was her friend smiling at her, reaching out and encouraging her. In that moment, she felt the flames of her own desire starting to die down. After a short moment the aching need in her nether region subsided, but not completely. She could still feel it inside, but now she could focus and get back to really made her happy and that was pleasing her mistress. Octavia smiled at the white mare and replied, “Yes, Mistress Rarity, I will do my best.”
“That’s my girl,” Rarity smiled as Tavi slowly got to her hooves.
Her legs were still a bit weak from the earlier sensual activity, but she paid it no mind. Once again she grabbed the soap and applied some to her hands lathering them up nice and proper. “Where would you like me to begin, Mistress?” she asked.
“Hmm, let’s start from the chest and work our way down, shall we?”
“As you wish,” Tavi said with a slight bow of her head. She then placed her hands atop the mare’s soft and ample bosoms, earning a slight purr from Rarity. Octavia continued massaging and kneading the mounds of flesh in her hands; though, despite Rarity’s mewls and coos of approval, the white mare felt a lack of…flare in her pet’s performance.
“Now, Tavi, I know you can do better than that,” Rarity commented. “Don’t be afraid to get a bit rougher.”
“Yes, of course,” Tavi nodded in understanding. With permission given, the grey mare gripped the unicorn’s chest in a firmer grasp, electing a very deep moan. Tavi smiled at the pleasure she was giving and continued as directed. Her hands groped and fondled the mare’s chest with gusto and vigor, flicking and tugging on her tender erect nipples through the gaps between her index and middle fingers. Rarity gasped and moaned in sheer delight watching Tavi’s hands work their own form of magic.
Feeling her chest was well tended too, Tavi then worked her way down to Rarity’s midsection; her hands roaming and caressing her sides, waist and abdomen with a mixture of gentle caressing and firm grasps. All the while Octavia and Rarity maintained constant eye contact. Rarity’s dominating gaze held tightly to Tavi’s submissive one; the former relishing in the clear sense of care and worship she was receiving from the latter. Rarity had always loved being worshipped by others, especially Spike and in a way, she knew he still did; as his pet and his lover, he truly did love and adore her, but now it was different. Now she had her own pet, one who desired and worshipped her as if she were a goddess herself; one who felt more pleasure in pleasing her than herself. That sense of power was truly what made Rarity’s marehood positively leak arousal.
Octavia continued down her mistress’ body, getting down to her knees as she began to wash the mare’s legs. Rarity finally broke eye contact and threw her head back as Tavi’s hands ran up and down her right leg and inner thigh; a nice jolt of pleasure running through her. Now that she was in a proper position, Tavi’s eyes soon came to level with the unicorn’s dripping sex. As she ran her hands up and down the mare’s leg, she could feel the sticky honey of her mistress’ sex clinging to her hands as she watched the unicorn’s pussy wink every now and again. She then switched to Rarity’s left leg, repeating the treatment she had administered to the other, though her eyes still remained ever fixed onto Rarity’s dripping pussy.
Tavi once again fell into a daze as the scent of Rarity’s marehood caught her attention; her hands still washing Rarity’s leg as she slowly inched her way closer to her prize. As Tavi slowly closed the distance, she licked her lips; her mouth watering in anticipation. As she came within inches of Rarity’s sacred flower, she slowly extended her tongue to close the remaining distance. Just before her tongue could reach, she let loose a light sigh, causing her breath to hit Rarity’s sweet pussy. The sudden breeze sent a jolt of pleasure through its recipient, which caused Rarity’s eyes to widen in realization. She quickly looked down to see Tavi about to taste her nether region; as quick as a whip, Rarity’s hand reached down and pushed Tavi’s head back.
Tavi shrieks as she feels Rarity’s fingers gripping her mane firmly, but not too hard, causing the grey mare to look up at her displeased expression. “What do you think you’re doing?” Rarity asked in calm, but still authoritative tone.
“F-Forgive me, Mistress,” Tavi quickly pleaded, “I...I merely wished to clean you…as you requested.”
“Oh, so you weren’t trying to sneak a taste of me?” Rarity asked skeptically with a raised brow.
Tavi opened her mouth to respond, but she quickly shut her mouth and adverted her eyes. “Tavi, sweetie, if you don’t answer me, honestly, I will punish you,” Rarity told her as she gave a slight pull of her hair, forcing her to meet her gaze.
Octavia quivered in fear; seeing Rarity in such a manner for the first time, truly frightened her and in such a state, she dare not attempt to earn her mistress’ newly revealed ire. “Y-Yes…yes, I was,” she answered truthfully. “Forgive me, Mistress, I couldn’t help myself. Your pussy was just…it was sitting right there, glistening and unattended. I only wanted to make you feel good and I thought you would approve.”
Rarity eyed her pet, looking for any hint of deception. She was no Applejack, but she wasn’t so easily fooled. After a moment of silence, Rarity’s stern glare softened as well as her grip on the cellist’s mane. Her hand brushed the mare’s mane before coming to rest on her cheek, smiling gently down at her. “That’s very sweet of you, my dear,” Rarity told her earnestly. “However, you must understand, my pussy, even more so than my breasts are Spike, my Master’s greatest treasure and you will treat it as such. Meaning despite such vague commands as I have given, you are not to touch it without my permission. Do you understand?”
“Yes…I understand,” Tavi nodded.
“Then let’s try this again,” Rarity removed her hand from Tavi’s cheek and stood up straight with her right hand on her hip. “Tavi, your Mistress commands you clean her sacred treasure with that wonderful tongue of yours.”
Tavi smiled and nodded, “Yes, Mistress.”
“Good, now, open your mouth and lift your head up and hold still,” Rarity instructed her. Tavi did as she was commanded, sitting up straight on her knees, opening her mouth while letting her tongue hang out and holding her head up. “Perfect, simply perfect.”
Rarity took a step forward closing the small distance between them spreading her legs slightly so they stood on either side of Tavi’s with her pussy mere inches from the grey mare’s face. She then gently took hold of Tavi’s head in both hands as she gazed down at her, “Now remember, do a good job and you will get your reward.”
Tavi simply gave a slight nod. Rarity smiled down at her as she prepared herself, “Alright, let’s get to it, shall we.”
With that said, Rarity pulled Tavi’s head between her legs with her mouth coming to rest right against her lips. Rarity gasped at the sensation before Tavi began lapping her tongue against her marehood. Rarity closed her eyes, making no attempts to contain her cries of pleasure as she felt her pet’s tongue brushing right between her lips with her nose pressed against her clit. Forced to remain still and simply move as guided by her mistress, Tavi found her mind slipping to nothing. Listening to Rarity’s moaning and panting while she tongued her most sacred of places and swallowed down the unicorn’s steadily flowing arousal caused the aching need in her own loins to once again make itself known.
Even with her mind slipping away, she still had enough sense to make sure Rarity was enjoying herself. She stopped lapping her tongue and began circling them around her outer lips, causing Rarity to moan and shudder. Her hips soon started giving involuntary thrusts, making sure every inch of Tavi’s tongue hit every inch of her crotch. The grey mare felt her legs starting to shift, her pussy demanding attention, but she still tried to pay it no mind. “Oh, Tavi, your tongue is truly a gift, it feels wonderful,” Rarity praised her as she opened her eyes. “Now, I want you to clean the inside as well. Push your tongue inside and hold on as best you can. I’m afraid I’m going to get a bit rough with you.”
Tavi once again, gave a slight nod before wrapping her arms around Rarity’s waist. She then dragged her tongue between Rarity’s lips until she felt her tongue prod against her moist entrance. Rarity shuddered, panting heavily at the feeling of her pussy winking against the slight intrusion. Without any need to hold back, Tavi quickly thrust her tongue into Rarity’s waiting pussy, burying it as far as it would go. Rarity cried out in sheer bliss as she finally felt something fill her wet empty hole. With her tongue finally inside, Octavia wasted no more time and began running her wet muscle along Rarity’s velvety walls, feeling the convulse and constrict around it.
Rarity moaned feverishly, pressing Tavi’s head deep between her legs, trying to help get more of her tongue inside. Feeling her self-restraint finally give out, Rarity started thrusting and grinding her hips against the grey mare’s face forcing her pet to thrust her tongue in and out of her pussy. Tavi soon felt herself practically drowning in ecstasy; between Rarity ravaging her face with her pussy and the ever growing desire in her own, her eyes were rolling into the back of her head as she simply let herself go; all the while, she never loosened her grip on Rarity’s waist, cementing herself in place as Rarity continued to pleasure herself. The alabaster mare soon felt her orgasm approaching, her thrusting becoming faster and more erratic. “Ah…oh goodness, Tavi, I’m going to cum soon,” she told the mare, looking at her pet’s lust addled expression. She brushed her hand through the mare’s mane, staring at her lovingly. “That’s right, my pet, I’m going to cum, right inside your mouth and you’re going to swallow it! I’m going to mark you as mine and nopony else can have you!”
Hearing Rarity’s declaration stirred something powerful inside of her; so powerful she could almost feel herself about to climax from her words alone. Rarity’s thrusting to grow in tempo as her climax grew closer and closer; her heart racing while the pressure was building to max capacity. “Oh, here it comes,” she cried out, throwing her head back. “I’m going…going to cum!”
And with that said, the floodgates came crashing down. Rarity arched her back screaming while releasing a powerful stream of mare cum into Octavia’s mouth. Tavi felt the sweet stream of her mistress’ nectar flowing right down her throat; she swallowed it down readily like it was the most precious thing in the world and to spill it would be an utter disgrace. Rarity’s body trembled and shook as her orgasm continued to rack her body. She managed to fight the near death grip she almost didn’t know she was holding on her friend as she finally let go, letting the last of her squirt fall into Tavi’s still open mouth. She staggered back a bit before her legs gave out and she collapsed to her knees, hunched over, using her arms to hold herself up.
Tavi found herself in a similar situation, her body locked in place, panting heavily, trying to catch her breath, but not by her own pleasure, but from Rarity’s. Having been used to draw out as well as feel the intensity of such an orgasm seemed to wear on her as well in a way she couldn’t possibly explain. “My word, that…that was…wonderful,” Rarity panted as she pulled her head up to look at her friend. “Tavi, dear, are you okay?”
The grey mare didn’t respond. She simply swayed back and forth until she fell forward toward Rarity. “Tavi,” Rarity cried out in surprise as she quickly managed to catch her friend and proper her up on her shoulder. “Tavi, darling, can you hear me?”
Tavi gave a slight moaned as she met Rarity’s worried gaze. “Yes, Mistress, I’m perfectly fine,” she said with a weary smile.
Rarity sighed with relief, brushing her hand through the mare’s mane in a comforting manner. “Honestly, don’t scare me like that. I was afraid I broke you,” Rarity told her.
“My apologies,” she said, cooing under Rarity’s gentle caress. “It was just…that was incredible. You were incredible!”
“Oh, it was nothing,” Rarity said, waving off her friend’s praise. “So, how was I, as a dom? I didn’t hurt you did I?”
“A little,” she answered, but her smile remained, “but I liked it. All of it. You were caring and encouraging, but firm and authoritative when you needed to be. Your teasing was amazing and even when you were reprimanding me, I still felt you knew what was too far. You’re an amazing dom!”
“Oh why than-” Rarity’s show of gratitude was quickly cut off as she felt Octavia hug her tightly, burying her face in her chest.
“Did you mean it?”
“Mean what, dear?”
“What you said,” Tavi answered, looking up at her, but not loosening her grip, “about marking me and making me yours?”
Rarity’s eyes widened in surprise at the question. “Tavi, do you…are you…asking me to be…your Mistress?” she stammered, trying to piece the situation together.
“Mhmm,” Tavi said with a confident nod. “I’ve never felt this way before, with anypony before. Whenever I was with some stallion they were only after one thing and when I actually felt safe enough to give it to them, they felt my body was too much and left me. With you and Spike, it’s different. You actually like me and my body the way it is. You make me feel safe, secure and wanted. When I’m with you, I feel completely comfortable with myself, like I’m totally at peace and when I’m like this, I feel like I can do anything, be anything, but I only want to be that way for you and only you.”
“I’m not asking for anything serious; I know how important Spike is to you and I certainly don’t want to come between that. All I’m asking is that when I need to relax or go somewhere to forget my worries and feel safe is that I can find that place with you, my Mistress,” she explained, burying her face back into the unicorn’s chest. “I understand that I’m probably asking a lot, so if you don’t want to, I won’t hold it against you.”
Rarity’s cheeks were burning red, her hand covering her mouth, almost at a loss for words. She had heard almost all of these exact words once before and that was when she had said them to Spike, after the first night she had called him “Master”. Rarity understood how the pressures and expectations of the world can crash down at times and make everything too much to handle; it was in those times that she sought an escape and that escape was with Spike. When she could cast off the high society social etiquette and make the world seem much simpler by simply throwing it away and stop being Rarity the unicorn, Fashionista of Ponyville and simply be Rarity, Spike the Dragon’s pet slave.
She found the world was much smaller and easier to deal with if you had one thing to focus on and making that one thing the drake she loved; pleasing him, loving him by giving all of herself to him. That made the stresses of daily life all that much more bearable and clearly that was what Octavia was asking for and being the Element of Generosity, how could she possible say no. “Tavi,” Rarity called to her, causing the mare to look up at her. “I would be delighted to become your Mistress.”
“Wha…really?” Tavi sat up in surprise.
“How could I possibly turn away such a lovely pet,” Rarity said with lidded eyes as she caressed the mare’s cheek.
Tavi’s smile was positively beaming and it didn’t surprise Rarity in the slightest as her new pet practically threw herself at her new Mistress and pressed her lips against hers. Rarity easily returned the kiss, wrapping her arms around her adorable pet, holding her close and gently against herself. Rarity soon broke the kiss, but continued to hold Octavia’s close to her. “So, Mistress, were you satisfied with my service?” Tavi asked in a sultry tone.
“I can honestly say that I was, dear, very much so,” Rarity assured her.
“Then…if I may…can I have my reward,” Tavi inquired, her legs fidgeting almost restlessly. Rarity smiled down at her as she reached down between her legs; her fingers easily locating her pet’s still dripping slit. Tavi let a loud moan slip as Rarity gingerly rubbed her fingers against the grey mare’s sex. “Yes, my dear, I believe you have earned it.”
“Mmmm, thank you, Mistress,” Tavi moaned as she pressed her hips back against Rarity’s fingers, trying to force more pressure on her aching pussy. “Please, make me cum. I need it so badly.”
“I’m sure you do,” Rarity cooed before a loud unadulterated moan caught her attention. She pulled her eyes from Tavi to the source and couldn’t help the devious smile that spread across her face. “But I have something better to assist you with that. Come, my little pet, let’s go see if my Master will let us play with his new toy.”
With that decided, Rarity and Tavi pulled away from each other as they rose to their hooves, making their way back over to the dragon and other unicorn.
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Back on the other side of the tub, Spike had continued tutoring Fleur in the act of obedience and self-control. Spike certainly didn’t make it easy on her, though he was surprised she was lasting as long as she was. He had continued to tease her pussy and dark star with his twin members, while his hands and tail continued to poke, prod, grope and fondle every inch of her body. The overall result had turned the once posh, sultry, elegant Fleur de Lis into a weak, whimpering, quivering mess. She still laid on her knees, but her upper body had crumbled leaving her bent forward, resting on her forearms, moaning, gasping and crying out in utter ecstasy. Her pussy was constantly drooling and winking against his lower member, while her backdoor kept puckering as his upper member hotdogged her cheeks. What made matters worse was whenever she felt herself growing closer to climax, she felt Spike stop his thrusting, though his teasing hands and tail seemed to double their effort, keeping her on edge and begging for more, though she knew it would never come. “You’ve done well in lasting this long, Fleur,” Spike praised her. “Lasted longer than Rarity, that’s for sure.”
“T-T-Thank ngh…t-thank you, M-Master ah…” she gasped as she, for the umpteenth time, felt the ridges of his dick rub against her throbbing clit. “M-Master, p-p-please,” she pleaded, her voice trembling. “I aaaahh, I can’t…l-last much l-longer. I…I feel like ughhh, like I’m l-losing my mind.”
“Are you asking me for something, Fleur,” he asked innocently, “Cuz, if you are, I know you can do better than that.”
Fleur remained silent for a moment, doing her best to muster what little strength she had left to try and respond properly. “P-Please, Master, I beg of you, ram your dicks inside of me. Plunge your massive tools into your maid’s slutty pussy and ass and fill them to the brim. Use them and rut me to your hearts content until you empty every last drop of your seed inside me. Ruin me so nopony else but you can possibly enjoy my body but you, Master!”
Spike smiled at her response. “Very good, my dear,” he said as he stopped thrusting, taking hold of the mare’s hips and plump ass cheeks. He pulled them apart, eyeing his targets as he lined up his spires with their appropriate holes. “And with that, you’re lesson is complete and here is your reward.”
The moment he finished his sentence, Spike gave one powerful thrust into her waiting orifices. Fleur’s eyes shrunk to pins as she felt Spike’s members pierce through her right to the hilt. In the same instance that her walls were parted by the lumps of dragon meat that spread them open, her walls then convulsed and tightened harder than she ever felt before. Spike groaned in surprise, but was quickly drowned as Fleur pushed herself up by her arms, her back arching back, letting loose a loud blissful cry of pleasure as the most powerful orgasm she had ever experienced crashed down on her.
The pleasure that coursed through her wiped her mind completely blank as her nether region doused his lower body in mare cum; her eyes rolling into the back of her head as her tongue lolled free from her open mouth, a look so lewd and perverse that was glad she was in the privacy of her home. Had anypony else seen her in such a state, they’d have easily mistaken her for the sluttiest mare in all of Canterlot. When her orgasm finally died down, the massive jolts of pleasure still remained. She fell forward into the tub, her body twitching and spasming as her lust addled form lay in the tub. “Ah, I remember that look,” said Rarity in a fond tone as she and Tavi walked over to join them. “You really broke her in, Master. Nicely done.”
“Thank you,” Spike said proudly.
“Is she okay,” Tavi asked, lacing her arms through Rarity’s and clinging to her arm.
“Let’s see,” Spike replied as he slowly pulled out before giving a nice strong thrust, causing Fleur to gasp and shudder.
“Y-Yes…y-y-yes, I’m…f-f-fine,” Fleur stammered as she slowly pushed herself up on her arms.
“Oh, look at that Rarity, she recovered faster than you,” Spike pointed out with a chuckle.
“It would seem so,” Rarity said in an impressed tone. “When you worked me over in such a manner I had almost passed out completely, though that certainly didn’t stop you from rutting me further.”
“What can I say, you look so sexy when you’re so vulnerable,” he shrugged playfully.
“Oh, Master,” Rarity said, batting away his compliment. “Ever the flatterer.”
“Mistress,” Tavi whimpered, brushing her legs together to try and contain herself.
“Ah, yes,” Rarity quickly remember. “Master, forgive me for interrupting but I have some wonderful news. Tavi here has asked me to be her new Mistress.”
“Oh really,” Spike said with a smirk, “is my little pet trying to leave me and branch out on her own?”
“Not at all, Master, I wouldn’t dream of it,” Rarity assured him. “But Tavi has apparently taken a liking to me and I wanted to ask for your permission to keep her. She’s such a lovely little thing and I thought it would be nice to have a toy of my own to play with.”
Spike eyed her for a minute in amusement before nodding and replying, “Then, yes, you may keep her.”
“Thank you, Master,” Rarity said elatedly as she hugged Tavi tightly. “You’re too kind.”
“But only if I get to have some fun with her too every now and then,” he added.
“But of course, Master, what’s mine is obviously yours,” she said in a sultry tone, looking into Tavi’s eyes. “Isn’t that right, dear. Will you please my Master whenever he wishes?”
“Yes, Mistress,” Tavi nodded earnestly. “You don’t even have to ask.”
“Wonderful, now that that is settled,” Rarity said before turning to Spike. “Master, if I may also ask, my pet has done a marvelous job servicing me and has earned a reward. I thought it would be fitting that your new toy here be the one to give her what she needs. Is that okay?”
“Sounds fine to me,”
“Thank you, Master,” Rarity said with a slight bow as she pulled away from Tavi and taking her hand in hers, pulling her toward Fleur’s front. “This way, Tavi.”
Rarity stopped Tavi, letting her stand directly in front of the still weakened Fleur. “Now, dear, sit down lie back and spread your legs,” Rarity instructed her.
Octavia nodded and did as she was told, sitting down in the tub before lying back. She then pulled her arms behind her to keep herself propped up while she spread her legs wide. “Just relax, Tavi, Fleur is going to treat you,” Spike told her. “Right, Fleur?”
“But of course,” Fleur said, gazing at the beautiful sight of Octavia’s winking slit. “I’d be delighted too.”
“Then get to it,” Spike commanded.
“Yes, Master,” Fleur replied. Quickly adhering to the order, Fleur dove down between and began lapping at the nectar flowing from her fellow pet’s honey pot. Tavi threw her head back as a gasp escaped her lips. After being denied the touch of another for so long, her body was reeling as pleasure began to jolt through her body with each strong, but tender lick from Fleur’s tongue. Feeling he had left the elder unicorn waiting long enough with all his teasing, Spike finally thrusting once again, working into long, but hard thrusts, causing said unicorn to moan lustfully into her friend’s slit; the vibrations adding even more pleasure to the already wondrous sensations she was getting.
He groaned as he felt Fleur’s pussy and ass tightening around him once again, the slickness of both easily letting him slide in as deep as he wanted while gripping his shafts and ensuring that he received as much pleasure as he was giving. Rarity watched in sheer delight at the sight as she slowly circled around the sexy scene, not wanting to disturb anything. As she finally made her way over to him, Rarity sat down on her kneeled beside Spike, wrapping her arms through his and resting her head on his shoulder while he pound away at Fleur’s soaking marehood. “So, Spikey, tell me,” she called out, looking up at him, “how does it feel to fuck a super model? Is it everything you dreamed it would be?”
“No, ‘fraid not,” he replied with a slight groan, refusing to slow down his thrusts. “It’s even better! She’s so tight and nice and slick too. It feels amazing!”
“Glad you like it,” she said, resting her head back on his shoulder and watching the display before them.
“Let me guess, you want a reward for bringing me such prime pussy?” he asked with a smirk.
“No, not at all,” she promised. “I just want to sit here and watch you rut Fleur silly.”
“Really,” he asked, skeptically, looking at her in the corner of his eye with a raised brow.
“Hmmm, then maybe…after you’re done with her, then you can have a go at me,” she added meeting his eyes with her lidded ones. “It truly has been too long and my insides have been dying to feel you again.”
“I’m sure it has,” he said, leaning down to kiss her gently atop her head, just at the base of her horn. “Don’t worry, once I’m done here, you’ll get your share.”
“Goody,” Rarity chimed happily. “But, please, take your time, I want to watch and enjoy the show.”
“As you wish,”
Spike continued to thrust in long strong strides, filling Fleur’s pussy and anus with each thrust and the super model under him was enjoying every second of it. After all the teasing and playing around, her pussy and ass were clinging to his members like her life depended on it and even more so, her sensitivity had skyrocketed as she could already feel another orgasm rising inside of her. She tried to focus on the task at hand and that was eating out Tavi’s delicious marehood. She kept on lapping at her out lips, from base to clit before changing it up and assaulting her tiny pleasure nub with short quick flicks of her tongue tip that earned a series of moans and gasps from the earth mare. Feeling that it was time to get serious, Fleur wasted no more time and thrust her tongue into Tavi’s waiting pussy. Said mare couldn’t help but cry out as she nearly felt herself orgasm right then and there after finally having her pussy filled with something.
Fleur then felt Tavi’s legs wrap around her head, holding her in place and urging her to continue and she did just that, running her tongue along Tavi’s convulsing walls as they tried to tighten around her. Despite it all, this still seemed like only a slight respite for the super model as she still felt her next climax getting closer and closer. Spike could feel it as her walls began to constrict around him even more, though from the look of it, he could see Fleur trying to hold back. “You’re going to cum soon, aren’t you, Fleur?” he asked. With her mouth occupied, Fleur simply gave him a strained moan which he took a as a yes. “Well, I’m glad to see you’re taking your training to heart, but there’s no need for that now. You can cum whenever you want.” he told her.
Hearing him give her permission seemed to urge her impending climax even further. She couldn’t believe how much power his words held over her now, it was positively mind numbing. Feeling she needed a bit more coaxing, Spike upped his speed, thrusting in shorter, but faster into her. The sudden change in tempo certainly caught the mare by surprise as she let loose a loud, but muffled shriek into Tavi’s pussy which shook the grey mare to the core. The new intensity of pleasure was sending her body closer and closer to the edge, but she still managed to hold on. She wanted to cum, she truly did, but she had to get Tavi off as well.
The elder unicorn doubled her effort, thrusting her tongue in and out of Tavi’s nether region. “Ahhh, Fleur, keep going, I-I’m so close!” Tavi cried out.
“So is she,” Spike groaned as smoke poured from his nostrils, “and I’m right behind them.”
Rarity continued to watch from the sidelines, her eyes completely fixated on the show and though she didn’t voice it, she could feel her pussy drooling wet with anticipation. “Are you gonna cum, Fleur,” Spike asked. “Are you gonna cum for me?”
Fleur moaned once again, still unable to verbally respond. “Then cum,” he said before raising his hand up and slapped her ass. Fleur shrieked in surprise causing Tavi to moan, both feeling their orgasm rise that much closer. Spike delivered another slap causing the same reaction, bring them both to the edge. With one final slap both Fleur and Tavi screamed as their climaxes finally arrived. Spike groaned as he felt Fleur’s pussy and ass tighten up, trying to milk his seed from him and they both succeeded as he erupted inside of her. Both Fleur and Spike felt their love juices mixing together inside of her as Tavi sprayed her own juices into the unicorn’s face. Before his seed was completely emptied out, Spike pulled himself loose from Fleur’s passages, letting her lower half fall to the floor. Rarity acted fast, wrapping her hands around his members and quickly began stroking them, drawing forth a couple more ropes of his seed, letting them fly forth onto the two spent mares; the load from the upper one landing on Octavia’s pelvis while the shot from the lower one landed onto Fleur’s back and ass cheeks.
Rarity gave a few more strokes, trying to wring the last of his spunk out of him, causing the remaining seed to dribble onto her hands. Rarity eyed the two panting and exhausted mares before taking her hands and licking her Master’s precious seed from her fingers. “Mmmm, I never get tired of this.”
“Yeah, I know you don’t,” Spike chuckled at the clearly exhausted mares that lay before him. Both Fleur and Tavi were lying together, the former resting her head between the grey mare’s legs while Tavi was splayed out on her back, their breathing heavy and ragged. “So, how do you like my handy work so far?”
“I love it,” she purred, looking over her weakened friends. “I knew you’d have fun breaking them in.”
“Yes, yes I did,” he said turning toward her. “But now it’s time to break my favorite little slave.”
Rarity squealed giddily, quickly dashing to Spike’s front before wrapping her arms around his neck, “My poor pussy has been positively dying for this moment.”
“I know, and that’s why I’m gonna let you take the lead for a while,”
“Really,” Rarity gasped in awe.
“Of course,” he promised. “After everything you planned for me today, you certainly earned a real reward.”
“Oh thank you, Master,” she hugged him tightly, pressing her breasts firmly against him. She then quickly released him, allowing him to sit down in the tub. When he did so, he sat leaning slightly back, pulling his arms behind him and using them to keep himself propped up while he spread is legs, giving Rarity access to his slightly deflated rods. Rarity smiled gleefully at her long awaited prizes. Not wanting to waste another second, the young unicorn quickly got to her knees and dove between Spike’s legs. She then grabbed his twin rods and began moving her hands in long sensual strokes from base to tip.
Spike moaned blissfully as Rarity’s hands glided around his post orgasmic sensitive flesh; the gentle sensation of her hands already bringing pleasure and hardness back into him. Rarity looked up just as Spike leaned his head back and closed his eyes, truly letting himself go and allowing Rarity to take control as promised. She then looked back down at his dicks, watching and feeling them pulse and throb in her grips as they continued to grow. Just as she felt his pre started to leak onto her hands, Rarity leaned in toward his upper member and gave the tip a slow, but firm lick, letting his taste saturate her taste buds. Spike gave a slight shudder before the unicorn took him into her mouth. She wasted no time, circling her tongue around his nubby tip while she starts speeding up her stroking, causing more of his pre cum to flow into her mouth and onto her hand.
Feeling his members reaching almost maximum hardness, Rarity removed her hand from his upper member as she began swallowing the whole of his length. Spike couldn’t help the groan that escaped him as he felt the softness of her lips touch his base and his tip nestle in the back of her throat while her free hand moved to join the other on his lower member. Rarity moaned in sweet ecstasy after finally feeling one of Spike’s dicks filling her mouth; her nethers responding in kind as she felt her lonely, empty pussy drip with arousal. In complete unison, Rarity bobbed her hand and stroked her hands fast long motions, doing her best to deep throat him and give his other member equal amount of attention. Under such an assault, Spike’s members reached full erectness in no time. With her goal achieved, Rarity slowly pulled Spike’s member from her mouth, slowly dragging her tongue underneath his length and when the tip finally passed her lips, she gave it one final flick of her tongue and a quick peck. “There, nice and hard, just for me,” Rarity cooed.
She quickly sat up and got to her hooves before moving toward Spike. The fashionista placed her hands on his shoulders as she hovered her delicious love tunnels above him turgid phalluses. With a touch of magic, she took hold of his members and kept them steady before lowering her hips so Spike was prodding both her entrances. After a slight shiver passed over her, Rarity looked at Spike and called, “Master.”
Hearing her call for him, Spike pulled his head back down and opened his eyes to meet her gaze. With a lidded gaze and sultry tone she said, “I’m going to indulge myself now.”
“By all means, enjoy yourself,” he told her.
Rarity gave him a lustful smile before she let gravity take hold and in one swift motion, plunged herself down on Spike’s dicks. With the combined wetness of Rarity’s saliva, her marehood as well as the various bodily fluids he had accumulated earlier, Rarity was a tad surprised when she managed to take her draconic lovers rods to the hilt inside her. Spike gave a groan as he entered her, but it was drowned out by Rarity’s heartfelt gasp. The alabaster mare released an audible shudder as Spike’s dicks spread her walls apart before they quickly tightened around them. “Oh, sweet Celestia,” Rarity muttered to herself in a near breathless tone. “Mmmm, I feared I may have forgotten how amazing it feels to have you inside me, but it’s still just as I remember.”
“And how do you remember it?”
“When you’re inside, I feel so full, my walls clamp down so much cause I don’t want to let you out and all your ridges are brushing against them, it makes me feel all tingly inside,” she bit her lip in a moan as she ground her hips a bit, letting the nubs on his members do work their magic. “And best of all, it means I get to be reconnected with you, my darling Master. So, let’s get to it, shall we.”
With that said, Rarity slowly lifted herself up, pulling Spike’s pricks from her tight holes till just the tips remained and then thrust herself back down. The young unicorn continued this, working herself in a moderate pace. She moaned and whined blissfully as she rode her dragon slow and long, wanting to truly relish in finally having Spike to herself once again. Her moans slowly began to escalate as each thrust left Spike plunging deep inside her; his bristling pricks brushing against every inch of her walls, causing her to tremble and shiver with excitement.
Spike found himself enjoying their sensual embrace, as much as Rarity. He missed having her so close after so much time; feeling her soft, but tight pussy and her even tighter ass clinging to him so firmly as well as her steadily growing moans spoke volumes of how much this meant to her. Her thrusting soon began to speed up; her breathing becoming heavy and ragged as the pleasure welled up inside of her. She changed her tempo and started grinding her hips back and forth as she thrust herself faster and faster, doing her best to drive Spike’s members as deep as they would go. “Ah…Ah, Master, yes it…it feels so good,” she panted as she looked down, watching herself plunge her master’s dicks inside herself. “I can…I can feel you, ah…hitting my…my cervix!”
Spike groaned in his throat as he felt Rarity’s walls getting tighter and tighter by the second before she started thrusting hard and fast. Rarity whined, tightening her eyes shut, gasping and moaning in ecstasy at her impending release. “Ngggh, Master, I…I can’t hold on much longer!”
Spike leaned in and whispered into her ear, “Don’t hold back, not with me. Go ahead and cum. Cum for me, right now.”
Hearing her Master’s command, Rarity’s body instantly relented and gave way to her pleasure. With all resistance abated, Rarity gave a final thrust, driving Spike’s tools to her furthest depths, causing her flood gates to come crashing down. The alabaster mare cried out in euphoric bliss as the most powerful orgasm of the night rocked her system; her nectar gushing forth, spraying both Spike’s member and his thighs as if she were marking him. Rarity remained locked in place, panting heavily, trying to collect herself while her post orgasmic state left her shivering and shuddering.
After a moment of catching her breath, Rarity inhaled slowly and deeply as she pulled her head up to meet Spike’s gaze. “My word, that…that was divine,” she sighed contently. “Thank you again for such a delightful reward, Master.”
“Oh that wasn’t your reward,” he told her with a light chuckle.
The unicorn’s brow furrowed in confusion at his statement. “W-Whatever do you mean?”
“C’mon, Rarity,” he said with a sly smirk and slightly devilish gleam in his eye, “I know you enough by now to know that one little orgasm like that isn’t enough to sate you. You can keep going until you’re completely satisfied.”
Rarity’s eyes widened in surprise at what she was hearing, “You…You truly mean it. You’re…You’re giving me control?”
“Just enough to have some well-deserved fun,” he clarified. “Fleur and Tavi have had enough quality time with me and now it’s your turn. Your reward ends when you say “when” and I’m pretty sure you will “when I cum inside you”.”
Rarity felt an all too familiar tingle in her nethers at her Master’s implication. “Oh Spikey, you really do know me,” she thought to herself before wrapping her arms around his neck and diving into to claim his lips with her own. Their exchange was deep, passionate, but brief; nether cared as Rarity pulled back, looking lustfully into Spike’s eyes. “Master, even after all this time, you just love spoiling me.”
“Please, you know you like it,” he scoffed playfully.
“No, I do not,” she said with a light faux huff before giving him another quick peck on the lips. “I love it and I love you.”
“And I love you too,” he rebutted. “Now, like I said before, enjoy yourself. We’ve got plenty of time and I’m not going anywhere.”
She smiled at him and with that settled, Rarity quickly reared back, moving to get her hooves underneath her. When they were planted firmly in the tub on either side of Spike’s sides, Rarity wrapped her arms around his shoulders before skewering herself back down on his twin spires. After released a cry of pure pleasure, Rarity started thrusting her hips with total wanton abandon. Spike moaned and groaned at the sensation of her tight passages swallowing him up, doing everything in his power to keep from thrusting into her as her walls clung and squeezed him. He watched as the mare rode him for all he was worth, thrusting her hips strong and fast, making sure each thrust pressed his tip against her most precious cavern and crying out his name in a blissful daze.
He knew Rarity’s normal patient and dignified persona was meant for the everyday public, but this, her more passionate, assertive lustful side, that was meant solely for the bedroom and only for Spike to see. It was nice to see her finally let her mane down. When she was like this, she was like a hungry, sexy animal, which to Spike is what made training her so much fun; and after having no alone time in so long, he knew letting her unleash the animal inside would be even more fun than he could image. Rarity continued thrusting her hips, moaning and shrieking in sheer excitement. After a few more powerful thrust, the white mare hilted herself on him once more before she began twisting and turning her hips, grinding her pussy and ass around his shafts while also causing Spike’s bristled pricks to grind against her tender insides. “Mmmm, oh Master,” she moaned in a sultry tone, biting her lower lip. “This is wonderful. I’m…I’m already getting close.”
“Keep moving like that and I’ll be right behind you in no time,” he chuckled.
“Now, Master, I think we both know I could keep riding you like Applejack bull wrangling in a rodeo and I’d probably cum three more times before you.”
“Now, I think you might be exaggerating.” he said nonchalantly.
“Oh, don’t believe me,” Rarity asked, leaning closely with lidded eyes. “Well then, maybe I’ll have some real fun and prove you wrong.”
Rarity stopped her grinding her hips and once again started thrusting them wildly, crying and screaming as a stronger wave of pleasure returned. Rarity instantly felt a shiver running down her spin as her impending release quickly made itself known. The alabaster mare continued her wild thrusting, breathing heavily and her eyes glazing over as she basked in the sexual gratification she had been denied for so long. “Oh yes,” she cried out as she started speeding up her tempo, “yesyesyesyesyesyesyes, so close! So very close!”
Spike growled as Rarity’s walls convulsed and tightened, trying their hardest to wring his seed from him, but the young dragon held strong. Rarity’s hips were nearly a blur as her release grew closer and closer, her moans turning into cries and screams. With the pressure reaching its absolute limit, Rarity gave three more final thrusts until she plunged Spike’s dicks deep inside, finally causing her flood gates to once again open up. The unicorn was practically howling when her orgasm hit even stronger than the last; jolts of pleasure surged through her while she once again doused Spike’s nethers in her sweet mare cum.
She gave an audible shudder as the post coital bliss still wracked her body; however, this didn’t stop her next action as she lifted herself up, removing both Spike’s phalluses from her soft, warm embrace. She gave a slight whine at the sudden feeling of emptiness that Spike’s members had left her. Despite that, she quickly shifted around so her back was to Spike before quickly dropping herself down once again and filling her pussy and ass with her lover’s twin rods. Both Spike and Rarity gave a sharp intake of breath after having been rejoined once again, though the latter soon let loose a subtle purr of satisfaction as she felt her insides filled.
After quickly reaffirming herself, Rarity began thrusting her hips wildly once more, moaning feverishly and lustfully. “Aw, and here I was enjoying the view,” Spike sighed internally, slightly dissatisfied. “Oh well, it is her reward, and besides, that doesn’t mean I can’t still enjoy myself.”
Feeling the urge to simply sit back fading fast, Spike finally gave in and made his move; he leaned in over her shoulder, lightly licking his lithe tongue slide across her slender neck before his hands reached up and around her and taking hold of her luscious chest. Rarity let out a hearty purr as she finally felt Spike’s hands caressing her. “T-Took you ah…long e-enough,” she said, looking over her shoulder at him.
“Just wanted you to have your fun, uninterrupted,” he said before lightly peppering her neck with kisses.
“Mmmm, but how…how ngh…how can I have…fun if you ooh aren’t,” she cooed sweetly. “Now Master, please…don’t hold ah…back. Fuck me. Rut me hard and cum inside whenever you’re ready!”
Spike gave her a slight toothy grin; she knew that look all too well and knew what was sure to follow. Letting go of the final vestiges of control, Spike began thrusting fast and hard, easily matching Rarity’s own rhythm. The unicorn didn’t even attempt to hold in the heartfelt scream of ecstasy that passed her lips as she finally felt Spike regain control and rut her senseless. She raised her arms behind her, wrapping them around Spike’s neck, keeping him nestled in the crook of her neck, while simultaneously making it easier for Spike to vigorously grope her chest; she gave a deep whine and shudder as she felt Spike’s claws lightly digging into her supple flesh, nearly threatening to break her delicate skin.
The drake’s clawed fingers tips soon found purchase on her perky and rock hard nipples, pinching and tweaking the tender nubs harshly. Rarity felt her mind fading to white from the ever growing euphoric pleasure growing inside of her. The moans that now seeped from her were the very definition of lewd and downright slutty and she loved every second of it. This was the moment during their intimate moments that she loved, when Spike finally flipped his switch from gentledrake to lustful dragon, using and abusing her to satisfy hunger for sex and release. It was in these moments where she had no choice but to go with Spike’s flow and forced to subside to his will and desire could she drop the social pretenses and let her dragon love her with everything he had and she could do the same by letting him.
With every powerful thrust, every firm grope an twist of her nipples, Rarity grew closer and closer to her next orgasm and she could feel the next would be stronger than the last. Spike growled as he felt his little slave’s pussy getting tighter by the second; he knew she was going to cum and if the last two were any indication, he could tell the next one would really send her over the edge. Both Spike and Rarity’s thrusting became faster, almost erratic, causing the pressure to grow even faster inside of her. “Oooh yes!” she screamed inwardly. “So good! I’m gonna cum so hard, it feels like I’ll pass out! Keep going, Spikey, keep fucking me!”
Even though he didn’t hear her mental tirade, Spike did just as she asked, rutting her into a stupor. Rarity tightened her eyes and grit her teeth as the pressure was reaching critical mass. With the next thrust, Rarity’s climax came and just as predicted it was far stronger than the previous two; her tongue fell free from her now slackened jaw while she screamed in overwhelming ecstasy and her eyes shot open, nearly rolled into the back of her head as the pleasure bombarded her system. However, despite her achieving release, Spike had not relented. Rarity continued to scream and moan as Spike continued his powerful thrusting, showing no ounce of slowing down or stopping.
The lusty mare found herself drowning in lust and pleasure while her Master pounded away at her still gushing marehood and sphincter as she continued to ride out her orgasm; his thrusting, causing the experience to linger and hold her harder than he was.
Off on the sidelines, Octavia finally began to recover from her earlier reward; her eyes cracking open while her ears quickly filled with the loud, high pitched moans echoing through the room. She slowly pushed herself on her arms, her vision still a bit groggy. It wasn’t until she fully sat up and saw what was happening in front of her that that problem quickly disappear and her eyes shot wide open and her face flushed red. The gray earth mare quickly glanced down and saw Fleur laying between her legs, then looked back to still ongoing performance in front of her.
“Fleur, wake up,” Tavi whispered, reaching down to shake Fleur from her sex induced slumber. The elder unicorn groaned, trying to shrug off the annoyance that was disturbing her, but Tavi didn’t relent. “Fleur, get up, now!”
Fleur stirred and finally awoke, despite her desire to remain asleep. The white mare pushed herself up to glare up at her friend. “What,” she groaned, rubbing her eyes. “What is it, dear? I was having the most…salacious dream.”
“Look,” Tavi gestured with a slight forward jerk of her head.
Fleur turned around as best she could, causing her eyes to widen and her jaw to fall agape at the sight. “Dear goddess of the sun above,” she muttered.
Both were staring and awe and disbelief as they watched Spike pounding away at Rarity’s lust addled form. Even in their wildest fantasies, the two mares never would have imagined the display before them; Spike’s impressive twin endowments rutting the white unicorn with incredible unyielding sexual stamina and dominance; Rarity’s beautiful, sultry, submissive form taking every ounce of force and inch of her dragon lover into herself with earnest love and delight. The two mares were truly amazed as they had never seen their friend in such a blissful state. “My goodness,” Fleur chuckled in disbelief. “Just when I thought I had them both figured out, they truly surprise me; I knew Spike was strong, but…well just look at him go! Had he done that to me, he might have truly broken me. And Rarity, the pristine fashionista of Ponyville being plowed and “taking it like a champ” as they say. Such a wonderful sight, don’t you agree, Tavi?”
“I do,” Tavi nodded, her eyes never once leaving the display of Rarity’s face contorted in nothing short of euphoric pleasure. “I thought she was radiant before, but now…she’s practically the definition of the word.”
As she spoke, one of her hands subtly made its way between her legs, pressing her fingers against her soaking wet folds and licking her lips as she watched her Mistress. Unable to simply remain still on the sidelines, Fleur decided to try and get in on the action. “Well, excuse me, dear, but I think I’ll see if they have room for one more.”
Fleur sat herself back on her knees, however, when she tried to move her legs, they refused to do so. She was a little surprised, but tried once again, forcing every ounce of strength she had into them; her legs trembled as she tried to force them to move, but still nothing. “Oh dear, it seems Spike certainly did a number on me,” she giggled nonchalantly at her helplessness. “Tavi, I’m sorry to ask, but could you maybe…”
Fleur looked up toward her friend and saw that she was too entranced and by the motion of her hand between her legs, she was also too “engaged” with herself to assist. With sigh, Fleur turned herself around and began to do something she hadn’t done since she was a little foal; she started to crawl. She knew it was far or all that hard, but doing so felt a tad demeaning. “Although, considering all I’ve been through today, feeling this way now of all times feels strange,” she thought to herself. “Oh well, I guess a bit of wounded pride is a more than sufficient price to pay for all the fun I’ve had today so a little bit more won’t hurt.”
With a few more pull of her arms she managed to get herself directly in front of them, just a foot away from between Spike’s legs, giving herself the perfect view of show. “My my my, this is just juicy in more ways than one,” Fleur cooed.
Rarity blinked her eyes twice as her friend’s voice finally registered in her mind. She look down to see the elder unicorn smiling sweetly at her, causing her to smile back. “Ooooh, h-h-hello…Fleur,” she said, her voice, much like her body still rippling and shaking from pleasure. “F-Finally up and…a-about?”
“Well, only half way up I’m afraid,” she said, rubbing her hand against the side of her leg. “Master certainly did a number on me, I can barely feel them right now.”
“I’ll bet,” Spike groaned, his hips still never losing a single beat as he kept fucking his mare. “Sorry, but I couldn’t help myself. Your pussy and ass were just too good.”
“Well, I never said I didn’t like it, Master,” she assured him. “I wanted to come see if I could join you, but you look far too…cozy for me to jump in.”
“S-S-Sorry, darling, but t-t-that’s ah…not going to…to happen,” Rarity chimed in. “My…My Master and his dicks ugh…they’re mine.”
“Yeah, sorry, Fleur,” Spike told her. “I promised Rarity she could keep going until I cum and I haven’t yet.”
“S-Speaking of…of cum…I…I ahhhh,” Rarity screamed as another powerful orgasm shocked her system. Spike groaned as her insides gripped him tightly once again, threatening to wring his essence from him, but he still held on, his piston-like thrusting still going strong.
“Argh, I’m not gonna last much longer,” he thought as the pressure in his loins finally starting to grow. “Rarity hit her limit a long while ago so I guess it’s time to wrap this up.”
Suddenly, Spike pulled his hands from her breasts and quickly grabbed her ankles, pulling her legs up and spreading them wide in the air, allowing him to thrust even deeper inside. The pleasure from Rarity’s lingering orgasm and Spike’s sudden change in position almost triggered yet another instantly; her cries of ecstasy reached new heights as each thrust into her marehood allowed her to feel Spike’s member pressing so hard against her womb her mind had instantly gone blank once again. “Ah, yesssssss,” she cried with lust drunk smile on her face. “Yes, Master! Fuck me! Rut me! Ruin me!!!”
Spike growled, trying to put even more force into his thrusting. Fleur was slightly stunned at the sight; her nethers tingling from the growing excitement as well as the remainder of Spike’s seed still dripping out of her. She reached behind her, slipping her right hand between her legs. She instantly felt the thick sticky sensation of dragon spunk quickly coat her fingers before digging two fingers into her still full snatch. “Oooooh, look at what you two have done to me,” she thought, her fingers already thrusting and churning her cum filled pussy with little to no care at all. “Here I am, Fleur de Lis, laying in my bath and fingering myself as I watch my friend and her lover going at it like animals and loving every second of it. I think you two have seriously broken me…and I’m more than okay with that.”
A little ways away, Octavia still remained all by her lonesome; she sat there on her knees with her body already wracked in pleasure and her gaze fixed on Rarity. Her fingers nestled as deep as she could get them in her pussy while her other hand was latched onto her breasts, kneading and groping the cream filled mound. She bit her lower lip, moaning as she felt her fingers rubbing against her walls and her milk leaking from her teat. “Ooooh Mistress,” she cooed. “You look so content, so…satisfied. I hope I can make you feel like that someday.”
She let out the cutest squeak when her fingers hit her weak spot. “For now, all I can do is watch…mmmm, but I want to join in as well.”
Suddenly, the sound of Fleur’s moans caught her ears. She looked down to see Fleur attempting to scratch her own itch. The sight of Fleur’s fingers writhing into her sperm drool pussy instantly caught her attention. With great effort the grey mare pulled her hands from her body as she crawled her way over to her fellow maid. Just as Octavia reached her, Fleur had pulled her fingers from her marehood and up toward her mouth. She happily lapped and suckled at the thick cream that saturated her fingers. “Mmmm, I don’t think I’ll ever get tired of this,” she moaned, licking some off her lips. “It’s as delicious as ever.”
“I’ll say,” Tavi purred. Fleur’s eyes widened in surprise before she felt her legs being pulled apart and turned over onto her side. She shrieked at the slightly forceful movement until she looked and saw Octavia was the culprit; her cellist friend holding her left leg up and hooked over her shoulder, sitting up on her knees with Fleur’s right leg underneath her and their marehoods inches from each other. Fleur couldn’t help but raise a brow at this sudden turn of events. “Tavi, sweetie, what are you-”
“Sorry, Fleur, but I couldn’t help myself,” Octavia cut her off, panting with her eyes burning with need and lust. Not giving the unicorn a chance to respond, the earth mare quickly pressed her lower lips to Fleur’s, causing both mares to cry out in unified pleasure. Octavia kept up with the moment, thrusting her hips and grinding her pussy against her friend’s, the resounding moans and gasped matching the lewd “squelching” noises of their arousal and lingering dragon seed mixing between them. “Well, isn’t this unexpected,” Fleur thought. “To think I was doing this to her earlier today. Oh well, I suppose this is fair and definitely enjoyable. Might as well let everypony have a go at me.” she chuckled inwardly.
Wanting to let her friend take the lead, Fleur simply laid back and let Octavia do just that as she laid back and started playing with her breasts. Tavi moaned and shrieked as she vigorously thrust their slits together, shuddering while their clits firmly graze one another. “Oh, Fleur, y-your pussy, it…it feels amazing.”
“That’s ah…that’s the f-first time a…a mare has told me that,” she stammered, biting her lower lip. “I’ll mmm…take the compliment.”
While the two of them indulged themselves, Spike was focusing on pleasing his own mare. He groaned and growled with every thrust, the intensity of his impending orgasm making itself more than known and from the way Rarity’s walls were starting to tighten she wasn’t far behind. “Ah…M-Master…look.” Rarity called to him.
Spike pulled his head from the crook of her neck and looked ahead to see what she wanted him to see. He watched Octavia having fun with Fleur and the latter simply giving into the former. “Is…Isn’t it nice,” she asked, her voice nearly breathless, “o-our new p-pets…playing to-together?”
“Yeah…it is,” he groaned, feeling his orgasm beginning to reach its peak. “And it’s…augh, all thanks to…you…and…and now you’re…I'm gonna show you how much I appreciate it.”
“Y-You’re going to…to cum,” she groaned deeply, already feeling the sensation of his members throbbing and engorging inside of her. “I c-can feel it! Yes! Yes, Master, r-release it…all of it! Let i-it all out…inside me!”
He didn’t need her to tell him that given the pressure was getting too much to handle. As Spike’s limit began to reach its apex, Fleur and Octavia were reaching their own as well. The gray mare was vigorously grinding her tender marehood to Fleur’s, their clits in constant contact sending them both into a vibrant fit of pleasure. “Ngh…Fleur, I’m gonna…gonna c-cum soon,” Tavi managed to whine out, biting her lower lip, eyes shut tight as she continued desperately to bring herself release.
“N-Not…Not without mmmm…me,” Fleur moaned deeply. The four individuals were all rapidly approaching their climaxes; Spike’s hips moving with total abandon and Octavia grinding her hips and slit furiously against Fleur’s.
Spike growled as his thrusting blurred, baring his teeth in dire need and with a two more final thrusts, he buried himself as deep as he could while he erupted inside her. Rarity screamed in ecstatic joy as she finally felt Spike’s seed painted her insides and filled her empty waiting womb to the brim; the sensation of Spike’s orgasm triggering her own as her most powerful orgasm all but shattered her mind. Once she heard Rarity cry out in euphoric pleasure, Octavia felt her own reach its peak and pressed her clit and slit firm against Fleur’s, causing both former and the latter to arch their backs and spray their nethers with each other’s marecum. The three mares were all breathing heavily while they continued to ride out the afterglow of their orgasms; Spike on the other hand was groaning as his own orgasm had yet to subside and he continued to fill his mare with his seed. Rarity’s simply reveled in it, feeling her insides burning hot while Spike just kept releasing inside of her; her tongue had fell free from her mouth and her eyes had nearly disappeared into her head while Spike continued to fire salvo after salvo into her depths. In this moment, Rarity regretted placing that impotency spell on him for in this moment she would have gladly bared him a child if he so desired.
Rarity moaned sweetly as Spike’s orgasm lingered, her stomach started to distend. By the time Spike’s dicks were spent his seed had seeped from the mare’s pussy and ass as her insides could no longer contain it. “Oh my,” the alabaster mare sighed, resting her head on his shoulder. “Even after everything you were doing all day with these two, you still saved all that up, just for me?”
“Don’t sound so surprised,” he said with a satisfied groaned, pulling her legs down and letting them go before wrapping his arms around her slightly bloated belly. “Naturally I’d save the best for you.”
“Mmmm, that you did,” she said, taking her left hand and resting it atop his. “Thank you, Master.”
The purple dragon gave the mare a sweet peck on the lips which made giggle a bit at his tenderness. His eyes soon trailed over to the other two mares who were both still locked in place and trying to regain their senses. “These two did some pretty good work today. I think they deserve a bit of a treat, don’t you?”
“I suppose,” she hummed a bit in thought. “Though one each, I don’t want my new pet getting spoiled.” With that settled, Rarity slowly lifted herself from Spike’s members; her legs trembling slightly as her body shook from the sensitivity of her afterglow. When she reached the crown of his members, she ever so carefully let Spike’s lower member slip from her marehood and into the open air. Both dragon and mare moaned and cooed respectively, the former’s dick thickly coated in a sheen of dragon spunk and mare cum and the latter’s pussy drooling globs of dragon seed.
“Fleur,” Spike called to her. The slightly dazed unicorn tilted her head back to meet the dragon’s gaze. “I got something for you to clean up.”
Her eyes quickly dropped to his cum soaked cocks which caused her face to light up, “Y-Yes…Master, r-right away.”
The elder unicorn mustered every ounce of strength she recovered and to her surprise, managed to move her legs, pulling them from Octavia’s grasp before turning herself over on her stomach. She pushes herself up to her hands and knees and crawls over to the two lovers. When she reaches them, without a moment’s hesitation, she quickly dives in and takes the presented dick into her mouth. Fleur lets out a deep hungry moan as she suckled on his tip and swirled her tongue around it, letting the taste of Spike’s and Rarity’s cum saturate her taste buds. Spike gave a smile and a relaxed sigh as he took his right hand and rested it atop Fleur’s head; he started brushing her mane back while she started to take in more of his dick, bobbing slowly bobbing her head back and forth as she cleaned him.
Rarity watches for a moment before her eyes drifted over to her own pet; the gray mare slightly slumped over, still trying to catch her breath. “Oh Tavi, dear,” Rarity called to her sweetly. Hearing her mistress’ call, the earth mare looked up and give her full attention. “Master has made a bit of a mess of me,” the unicorn said as she pulled her left hand down and spread her lips open, causing more dragon spunk to drool from her lips. “Be a good girl and put that sweet tongue of yours to good use.”
“Yes, Mistress,” Tavi mewled happily. The alabaster mare slid free from her master’s grasp, removing his upper member from her now gaping ass before swinging her leg over her fellow unicorn allowing her to move over to Spike’s right side, while Octavia crawled her way over. Rarity then spread her legs open when her pet drew near, giving the cellist room to work. With no coaxing needed, Octavia placed her hands on Rarity’s inner thighs before leaning in and getting to work; Rarity purred as she felt Octavia’s tongue lap her at marehood, letting her take in large tongue filled scoops of cum into her mouth and swallow in loud audible gulps.
A wave of silence washed over the room for a time, save for the lights moans of the dragon and fashionista while their pets serviced them. Fleur had quickly licked up every trace of cum from his lower member and had begun working on its upper twin; she wrapped her bountiful chest around the lower member, stroking it between her breasts while she licked and sucked every trace of dragon seed from his upper member. The combined tender treatment was already getting him nice and hard once more. Octavia was slowly and sensually licking Rarity’s folds clean, doing her best to make sure the unicorn was relaxed as well as pleasured; her actions never going beyond subtle teasing even as she dug her tongue inside her mistress’ filled depths. When she was finished, Rarity laid back and pushed her lower body up, letting Octavia move to her dripping anus.
Time seemed to slip by as the two mares serviced their respective master and mistress, but like all good things, it came to an end. Fleur pulled herself back, releasing both Spike’s spires, letting them stand tall and proud with a slight sheen from her own saliva clinging to them. Octavia removed herself from Rarity’s sexual form, licking her lips of the delicious mixture of dragon and mare milk that clung to muzzle. “Oh my,” Rarity sighed heavily while she sat up. “That was wonderful. Thank you, Tavi, your gentle touch was just what I needed.”
The white mare and kissed her pet full on the lip, earning a blush and giggle from the gray mare. “You’re quite welcome, Mistress.”
“And how was I, Master?” Fleur inquired.
“Per usual, your skill with your mouth and breasts are top notch,” he answered, his throbbing members obviously speaking for themselves.
“I still can’t believe you’re hard after all of that,” she commented. “A normal stallion would have dropped quite a while ago and so would I for that matter. I’m surprised I haven’t passed out yet.”
“Same here,” Tavi agreed. “I’ve never done anything like this before, but I can’t help but keep going.”
“Dragons have pretty high endurance,” Spike replied simply.
“And being physically as well as sexual trained by one can certainly do wonders for one’s own stamina as well,” Rarity added. “But I can see you girls are reaching your limit, so why don’t we end this on a high note, Master?”
“What do you suggest?”
“Well, there is one aspect of ourselves that you haven’t sampled yet,” she implied, turning slightly on her side, revealing her tight rump. “What do you say, Master, care to put our assets to good use?”
“That sounds lovely,” he smiled at her.
“I agree,” Fleur smiled in delight. “However, there begs the question, which of us gets the “Master seat”?”
All three mares glanced between each other before Rarity simply looked back to the dragon, “I say we let Master decide on that.”
“I get to choose,” he asked deep in contemplation as he scanned the three mares. The mares were doing their best to entice the young drake, making sexy gestures and menial provocative poses, but the one that caught and held his attention was the buxom earth mare as she simply hefted her massive chest up; her milk filled teats dribbling their sweet nectar, just begging to drained. With a lusty smirk, Spike made his decision, “After all that rutting, I’m feeling a little parched. Mind if I wet my whistle, Tavi?”
“Not at all, Master,” Tavi giggled. “I would be more than delighted.”
As the cellist stood up and took her place, Rarity and Fleur pouted in the most adorable fashion. “Sorry, girls,” he chuckled, taking Tavi’s hips while said mare straddled his waist. “She’s just too delicious to pass up.”
“Hmmm, after tasting such deliciousness myself, I’m afraid I have to agree,” Rarity smiled lightly.
“Thank you, Mistress,” Tavi cooed at the praise. Spike quickly raised both hands them smacked them down onto the gray mare’s bodacious rump, earning a shriek and then moan as he griped her fleshy cheeks firmly.
“Alright, ladies, assume the position,” he told them.
“Yes, Master,” they said in unison. The two unicorns quickly crawled to Spike’s sides; Rarity on his left and Fleur on his right. Next, they turned around, flagging their wet tails high as they presented themselves to the purple dragon. Finally, they slowly backed themselves up until both their luscious rumps encased Spike’s lower phallus, molding them perfectly around him. With his lower member ceased, Octavia joined in as well. Being the gentledrake he is, Spike took the liberty of spreading the gray mare’s plump cheeks for her. After a quick polite “thank you”, the mare lowered herself until she felt her Master’s upper rod nestled firmly between her cheeks.
Spike released his grip, letting the mare’s supple flesh encompass his member; he let out a hearty groan as the soft, bountiful sensation of his maid’s asses grip his dicks tightly. “Okay, girls,” Rarity spoke up, looking over her shoulder at her companions. “After all the fun we’ve had, I believe it is time to give our Master a nice soothing massage. Now, all together.”
In that instance, in complete unison, the three mares began rocking their hips up and down, grinding their asses heavily against the dragon’s twin spires. Spike closed his eyes and let out a low throaty groan as he felt the mares squeezing their cheeks firmly around his shafts, stroking every inch they could get at. Suddenly, Spike felt something soft and heavy press against his face. When he opened his eyes, his vision had become blocked by gray mounds of flesh. He pulled his head back slightly, allowing him to look up and see Octavia smiling down at him. “Here, Master,” she cooed sweetly. “You said you were thirsty, so please, partake, I have plenty still stored up, just for you.”
“Don’t mind if I do,” he chuckled with a toothy smirk. Without further coaxing needed, Spike quickly opened his mouth and latched his lips around her stiff, tender nipple. As he began to suckle, the gray mare moaned and shuddered as she felt her breast milk draining into Spike’s waiting mouth; a rush of relief and pleasure washed through her when she soon felt Spike’s free hand grip her other breast and began messaging it, causing more of her milk to squirt out and drip over his hands. The growing excitement and blissful sensation caused the cellist to start grinding her hips faster and faster. Not wanting to be out done, the two unicorns upped their game as well, tightening their grip as they could and alternating their rhythm; as Rarity bobbed her ass up, Fleur ground it down and vice versa.
The sudden sensual changes certainly gained a reaction when they felt Spike’s member dribbling a steady flow pre right down their cracks. The warm lubrication invoking even more pleasure as their asses glided across his dicks with ease; his nub covered tips tickling their backdoors. Rarity and Fleur both bit their lips, as the temptation to slip Spike inside of them grew; their marehoods still dripping wet and their dark stars twitching eagerly to something to fill them. To sate their growing desire, the twin unicorns each took a hand and pulled it between their legs before driving their fingers to their drooling slits in an attempt to ease themselves. Rarity thrust her fingers in and out of herself at an almost frantic pace, moaning loudly and lustfully, while Fleur took her time, twisting and spreading her fingers along her inner walls, shivering and shuddering as she enjoyed having her depths filled. All the while, the two never stopped moving their hips and pressing their asses even harder against Spike’s member.
Octavia was the only one satisfied right where she was. While Spike continued to indulge himself in her self-producing deliciousness; his serpentine tongue effortlessly wrapped around her teat, flicking and tugging at the fleshy nub, earning a shriek and whimper from her as more milk sprayed into his mouth, while his hand groped and massaged her other breast, tweaking the other milk filled nipple between his index and middle finger and flicking it every so often with his thumb. Her heart pounding in her chest as she sped up her grinding hips, making sure she was giving Spike as good as she was receiving.
With their combined menstruations and pleasure running through him, Spike could easily feel his next and last orgasm rising up. He wanted to try and hold back, but decided to simply sit back and enjoy the ride and given how much the mares were moaning and hot dogging him, he knew he wasn’t finishing alone. Feeling he could help Octavia along faster, Spike opened his mouth and pressed her two milk udders together before taking both into his mouth. The gray mare cried out in surprise and ecstasy as she felt Spike suckling from her harder than before; her sweet nectar pouring into his mouth like a rushing faucet as he drank it down greedily.
Octavia gasped and moaned as she wrapped her arms around his head, pressing him into her chest to hold him in place. “M-Master, yes…that…that feels amazing,” she spoke in an out of breath tone. “I…I think….I think I’m…going to cum!”
She then felt Spike’s tongue flicking furiously across her nipples, earning a gasp from the mare as she indeed felt her nethers tightening, preparing once more to climax. “Don’t…Don’t worry, dear, I’m…ah, g-getting close too,” Rarity added, biting her lip as her fingers drilling into her pussy like a piston, feeling her walls clench around them.
“I…I’m almost ngh…there as well,” Fleur moaned as she ran her fingers across her g-spot, her legs trembling as her orgasm grew closer and closer.
The three mares were now grinding their hips in powerful strokes against Spike’s dicks; he groaned and growled in his throat as smoke poured from his flared nostrils and his members throbbed and engorged. Spike felt the pressure rising and rising, his body crying for release as his three maids moaned and screamed to their own impending orgasms. With a few more powerful strokes, Spike released the gray mares breasts with a groan, causing her milk to shower over his face as his orgasm finally hit him. The dragon’s seed flew forth, shot after shot cascading over the mare’s luscious rumps. As they felt Spike’s hot seed soaking into their ass cheeks, they screamed as their backs arched up when their own floodgates shattered; the unicorn pair drenching their hands and thighs while the earth mare soaked Spike’s pelvis.
The four individuals remained still, breathing heavily while they rode through their orgasms; Spike resting his head between Octavia’s magnificent chest and the latter resting her head on the former’s, letting her milk slowly drain down his shoulders and chest. Fleur and Rarity laid the sides of their upper bodies in the tub, while the lower halves remained raised up in the air. Spike was the first to recover as he wrapped his arms around Octavia’s lower back and pulled his head free from the mare’s grasp. He looked up at her and smiled as he licked some of the milk from his face, “Thanks for the drink. It was delicious, as always.”
“Only the best for you, Master,” she smiled back.
They both heard Rarity sigh heavily before she pushed herself up and lowered her lower body into the tub. “That was truly magnificent,” she said, smiling and stretching her arms up over her head.
“Agreed,” Fleur said, straightening herself out as well. “Today was such a…delightfully sinful affair.”
“Indeed,” Octavia chimed in with a yawn. “Though a rather tiring one as well. I’ve never been so exhausted.”
“Same here,” Fleur added as she looked herself over. “Not even in my most rambunctious rolls in the hay have I ever made such a mess of myself.”
“I’m afraid being with a dragon will do that to you,” Rarity giggled. “So, why don’t we clean ourselves up and head off to bed?”
“Sounds good to me,” Spike sighed in relief.
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The dragon and three mares quickly set to cleaning the day’s-worth of bodily fluids from themselves. Spike chose to wash himself and left the girls to their own business. He soon found it a bit difficult to focus on getting clean when he caught glimpses of the mares fooling around and teasing each other, especially Rarity and Octavia; the latter helping the former get clean first. Spike could clearly tell Rarity was having fun with her new pet and loving every second of it. Fleur was fine by herself, but every so often he caught the mare glancing his way and when he did, she’d give him a slight show; either turning around and flashing her tits and then quickly turning back around, to giving herself a slight slap on the rear end and spreading the cheek she slapped showing him her naughty bits.
He smirked at her, but didn’t engage in her little game; he knew better than to fan her flames, even though she was certainly fanning his. After some peaceful time flew by, all four occupants were squeaky clean and ready for bed.
None of them bothered to put any clothes on and simply headed back into Fleur’s master bedroom, all in the buff. With little effort, Fleur used her magic to lift open the vail around the bed. Spike was the first to climb in and take center mass with Rarity following behind him. His number one unicorn cuddled up to his right side, rest her head on his shoulder and her hand on his chest; Fleur followed toot suite on his empty left, draping her arm over his chest with her hand under Rarity’s while draping her leg over his. Last, but not least, Octavia came up behind Rarity, wrapping her arms around the unicorn’s waist, pressing her milk filled breasts to her Mistress’s back; she then tangled her legs with Rarity’s and rest her head on Rarity’s shoulder. “So, Master,” Rarity asked, looking up at him. “How did you like your birthday present?”
“Hmm, let’s see,” he said, looking up in thought. “A day having guilt free sex with three sexy maids, one a super model, another a famous cellist with super tits and my number one slave? What, you couldn’t get Sapphire Shores to join either?”
“I tried, but she’s still on tour,” Rarity answered sarcastically, earning a hearty laugh from everypony.
“Fair enough,” he chuckled. “But seriously, this was the best birthday ever. Thanks, Rarity. And thank you, Fleur and you too Tavi.”
“Oh no, dear, if anything, Tavi and I should be thanking you and Rarity,” Fleur said happily. “I haven’t had this much fun since…well, ever. It was very invigorating.”
“Absolutely,” Tavi agreed as she nuzzled Rarity’s cheek. “I’ve never felt so at ease and satisfied. Well, at least not without playing my cello. Thank you both for letting us in on your special day and thank you, Mistress Rarity for taking me into your care.”
“You’re quite welcome, my dear,” Rarity said, giving the earth mare a kiss on the cheek. “Don’t worry, if you ever need to unwind, just let me know, I’ll have your maid outfit clean and laid out for you.”
Octavia squealed and giggled excitedly. “Oh, and before I forget, don’t think that after this you two aren’t invited to Spike’s official birthday party tomorrow at the Castle.” she told them.
“Oh, I wouldn’t miss that for the world,” Fleur assured her.
“Me either,” Octavia nodded. “As much as I like to perform at them, I like social gatherings I can actually take part in.”
With that settled a wave of silence and fatigue fell over them. Fleur and Octavia were the first ones to say their “good nights” and the first ones to fall into peaceful slumber. Spike gave a loud yawn and then leaned down toward the mare of his dreams only to have her lips meet his own. “Thanks again, Rarity…today was great.”
“Anything for you…Master,” she smiled wearily at him.
He smiled back at her dove back in for one final, tender kiss. The two then pulled away and nestled up together with their friends, falling into sweet, blissful slumber.
