Barb's gaze shifted to the window where moonlight poured into her bedroom. She gave a glance at her clock before laying back with a sigh, eyes wide open. Yet another night when she couldn't sleep, thanks to her stupid urges. Deciding it was a lost cause to, she got up, put on her glasses, and walked over to a trunk in the corner of her room.
"Maybe I should just go ahead and eat these..." She muttered to herself, looking at the words 'Failed Hoards' scrawled on the lid. Popping the lock, she opened it to reveal several bags, each one filled with gemstones she'd collected and tried to use as a hoard. Ever since she had the greed growth spurt all those years ago, she'd felt the lingering desire to gather a hoard of her own, but it was slight enough for her to ignore it.
At least, until puberty kicked in and things began changing. It was slight at first, maybe every couple of months or so where she'd be unable to sleep. It wasn't drastic, but her bed just wouldn't feel comfortable and she'd spend the next day exhausted. However, as time went on, it gradually became more and more frequent. Now it became an almost weekly occurrence. When it began getting more common, she and Twilight started looking for possible remedies; warm milk, bubble baths, soft music. Sadly, nothing worked.
Then they went to Zecora a suggestion. She provided an answer they hadn't really expected: "The answer to this is thankfully not deep. Upon a bed of gems, dragons normally sleep."
And thus started a two year-long hunt for a bed of gems that would end her insomnia bouts. She'd tried just grabbing what she could dig up, resisting the urge to snack on her new bed. Sadly, all it did was make sleepless night even worse, her whole body aching from the odd angle the pile made her lay at.
She'd even attempted sleeping on specific types; rubies, topazes, agates, sapphires...to no avail. She'd taken to keeping bags of the failed attempts so she wouldn't forget what she'd used already.
She also began noticing things, like the way Twilight would look her way and smile cutely as she got older, or the way she started wearing more form-fitting attire after Barb's eighteenth birthday. She also began noticing how attractive all the girls looked. How Applejack's physique brought out the curve of the farmgirl's thighs and buns, Pikie's squeezeably soft curves and breasts, Rarity's flat stomach and firm rear...
A slight grunt escaped her as a familiar, and currently unwelcome, sensation made itself known between her legs. "You couldn't wait...could you...?" She muttered, giving her crotch a glare, frowning at the tent slowly appearing. Sighing, she headed to her closet. "I'm up anyway, may as well get a shower and deal with you."
Grabbing some clothes, she made a beeline towards the bathroom she usually shared with Tempest Shadow after the ex-Storm King solder moved in. One of the upsides to the palace was the dozen or so bathrooms, especially since only four individuals really lived there 24/7.
Turning a corner, she spied the last pony she thought she'd see up THIS early; heading her way was Twilight Sparkle, polishing off the last of a sandwich. Barb quickly tried to adjust the now full-sized tent in her pajama bottoms when she saw the lavender mare wearing just a spaghetti strap crop top and panties.
"Barb?" She spoke up when the two made eye contact. "What are you doing up this early?"
"Can't sleep...again." She patted the clothes under her arm. "Figured I may as well get a shower."
"Oh?" Twilight grinned, giving her a playful swat on the backside. "Hm, maybe I'll join you shortly."
Barb blushed. "I might leave the door open for you then." She replied, the light tone Twilight used telling her it was in jest. She watched as Twilight headed back to her bedroom before making her way on.
Upon reaching her destination, Barb contemplated whether or not to lock the door. Granted, since there were four girls living there, they'd gotten used to having one brushing their teeth or hair with another in the shower.
Well, for three of them anyway. For Barb, she had a reason for waiting until she was alone; mostly because she was....built a little bit differently. Something that only Twilight really knew about, so she was somewhat embarrassed at the idea of the others finding out. After a moment she decided leaving it wouldn't hurt. "I'm probably the only one awake now." She told herself, pulling her pajamas off.
A look at herself nude in the mirror had her blushing even more. A mix of being a dragon plus a few of years of doing odd work around town, especially at the farm, had gifted with her with a toned, defined body, accentuated by a near hourglass figure, large, plump breasts, a long flexible tail framing a round, firm ass, and wide but muscled hips and thighs. It didn't hurt that dragons tended to be larger than ponies, so she stood about half a foot taller then most of them.
However, the big difference was what lay between her legs. She still had a...it was easier to just call it a marehood, bit above it sat her extra equipment; a currently erect nine-and-a-half-inch penis, or as Twilight teasingly called it sometimes, 'The Marebreaker' , and a pair of egg-sized testicles.
While it was part of her, it did bring some problems, like the fact that the size made panties, briefs, or other underwear less than comfortable, so she normally went commando. And that made wearing anything tight impossible when she got erect, leaving her with baggy clothing. That, and she was rather self conscious about she looked due to all that; she'd seen the stares she got once when she tried wearing a t-shirt and it made her a little uneasy, so she easily got embarrassed at the thought of being seeing by anyone but Twilight.
She giggled little as she turned on the water, thinking about the mare in question. Adorkable and sexy as hell, Twilight spent nearly all her time trying to ignore her hormones while studying as Celestia's student, reading a lot of erotica and porn as an outlet. Of course, once they moved to Ponyville, she learned she now had a chance to indulge her fantasies and desires...complete with a certain - and surprisingly, to her, willing - dragon to experience them with her. Barb'd found herself rather receptive to Twilight's affections, mostly because she'd known all along about Barb's additions and didn't really care.
Of course, that didn't mean she didn't worry about being caught, especially when they were in a less than private spot. Especially given that Twilight was the only one in Ponyville who knew about her extras.
Stepping into the stream of hot water, feeling it flow down over her breasts and between her legs, she let out a relaxed sigh and picked up the soap. Slowly scrubbing herself down, her mind started wandering. Because of that, she failed to hear the sound of the bathroom slowly squeak open and light footsteps across the tile floor.
Once she made sure her chest and arms were squeaky clean, she looked down at her still stiff erection. "Now to take care of...you...?" She paused when the sudden feeling of another body pushed against her from behind, especially two large, soft objects pushing against her back.
"I did say I'd join you, didn't I?" A voice purred behind her, followed by two familiar hand snaking around, one gently cupping a breast, the other wrapping around her erection.
"Ah...T-Twilight." Barb moaned as the horny alicorn began stroking her.
"Wow, you're really pent up, babe." Twilight commented, circling a finger around the hard pebble in her grip. "And it's not even sunrise yet!"
A whine of pleasure escaped her lips as she leaned back to kiss her thrusting into her lover's grip. In doing so, though, she saw something that caused her to squawk in terror. "Twilight!! The bathroom door....y-you left it open!"
"Huh?" She looked over to see said entrance was wide open, giving anyone that could walk by a full view of them both. "Oh, whoops!" She giggled sheepishly, still pumping.
"But...mmmm...T-*squeak*Tempest'll be..oohhh...she'll be walking up soooonnnmmff.." Barb tried to protest, but the impromptu handjob was making it hard for her to mean it.
"Then-you-better-hurry-up-and-cuuuu-uuum." Twilight replied in a singsong voice, beating her off a little faster and eveloping Barb's scrotum in a purple glow.
"What are you-a-aahhhh..!" Her voice broke off into a strangled cry when she felt her balls being vigorously massaged by the aura. She was forced to lean against Twilight when her legs almost gave out from under her. It didn't take long before a familiar tightening made itself known in her balls. "Twi, I'm gonna...!"
"Go ahead." Twilight's voice dropped into a husky growl. "Cum for me, baby."
With a soft cry, Barb threw her hips up as she released her load against the shower wall, the thick while fluid hitting the tiles with a steamy splash. She thrusted another three or four times, coating her dick and twilight's hand in sticky heat.
"Good girl." Twilight giggled, kissing Barb's shoulder before moving to lick the cum off her fingers. "Yum, spicy as always."
"You...*pant*...you're such a perv...'Bookworm'." Barb commented while catching her breath, marking the happy little squeak that resulted from her use of the pet name as a victory. "Now that you're done 'molesting' me, we should get cleaned up."
The actual shower took a bit more time than usual, mainly because they had a little trouble keeping just the soap bar on each other's bodies (thankfully Twilight closed the door before that). Once they did make it, though, Twilight teleported back to her room to get some clothes.
Slipping on a pair of sufficiently baggy sweat pants and shirt, Barb checked the mirror and relaxed a bit. "Well, start of a new day." She said to herself.
A short while later, and the smell of pancakes were soon wafting through the palace, getting the attention of it inhabitants who were still slumbering. Twilight was at the table, nibbling on a banana to tide herself over until everything was ready.
At least, that was her claim. "You know that's really distracting, Twi." Barb sighed, trying to focus on the food, and not on the way Twilight purred as she slowly licked the banana before taking a bite.
"And you know you love it." Twilight winked and sucked in the last piece, making Barb quickly adjust her pants before they heard footsteps nearing the kitchen.
"'Bout time you got...um..." Twilight trailed off into a bemused chuckle. "Well, that's an interesting fashion statement, Tempest."
Barb turned to see what she meant, and promptly popped another boner at the sight. Tempest was standing by the table, wearing the small underboob-baring t-shirt she liked to sleep in, but that was ALL she had on. Barb's eyes trailed down to her toned, bare legs....and got an eyeful of the mare's naked pussy, netherlips glistening with her juices.
"Huh?" Tempest looked down. "Oh, yeah. Had a wet dream last night and didn't see the point in wrecking a second pair of undies."
"Wow, must've been a doozy." Twi commented, glancing over where Barb was trying to conceal her new erection and flip the pancakes.
"You can say that again!" Tempest grinned. "Hell, I still remember the whole thing: I was back in the Storm King's army and discipline a private for being out of uniform. Unfortunately, I never really saw if it was a stallion or mare....but, eh. I don't mind either."
"You're bi?" Twi asked in mild curiosity.
"Yep. With a life like that, I wasn't too picky about sausage or tacos." Tempest smirked, giving Twilight's breasts a teasing oogle. "I've dated a couple of both, but it never panned out, unfortunately. Anyway, I'm yelling at them, asking why they think nothing's wrong, then start grabbing the places that were off...their unzipped fly..." She licked her lips, rubbing a hand under her breast. "Heh, might not remember the gender, but I definitely enjoyed the feel of what I had hold of."
"Wow." Twilight blushed, grinning a bit. "Go on."
"Well, other spots were like shirt untucked...with a firm little ass to boot. Crooked buttons and collar halfway turned up. After that, I look them in the eyes and demand an explanation. You know what they say?"
"W-what?" Barb asked, her voice cracking a little as she tried to hide her arousal.
"The grab my tits and say 'You're out of uniform'. Next thing I know, I'm in this skimpy little thing that's showing EVERYTHING...and they're all over me, squeezing, licking, kissing, sucking...." She let out a shuddering moan. "Then I get flipped onto my stomach and feel something prod my asshole...sadly I woke up then."
"Wait...but you were the one getting..." Twilight's eyes took on a shrewd look. "Fizzlepop Berrytwist....are you a sub...?"
Tempest raised an eye. "And what's it to you, princess? Problem?"
"N-no! Of course not!" Twilight shook her head. "I mean, it just seems so...unlike you."
"Well, not like it could be just anyone, anyway. It'd have to be honestly believable for me to enjoy it, and someone I'd actually want in charge of me like that." Tempest shrugged negligently. "Otherwise...it's just a fun fantasy. Someone strong enough, fierce enough, and forceful enough to take control of me, having their way with my body..." She grinned. "Doubt that's ever gonna happen, to be honest. Still nice to imagine, though."
Her gaze welded to the stove, Barb's face was nearly as red as the 'on' light. Tempest Shadow - the ex-commander of the Storm King's army - fantasized about being submissive?? Her erection throbbed a little at the thought and her mind started to wander...
"Private! What the everbucking hell do you think you're doing!?" Commander Tempest barked, glaring furiously at Barb.
"Standing at attention, sir!"
"Do NOT sass me, Private!" Tempest looked her dead in the eye. "Or are you THAT unaware of just how out of uniform you are!? Look at this! Tie barely even on!" She flicking the offending article. "Buttons that look like you tried to do them blindfolded!" She yanked Barb's coat. "And what's this!?" She squeezed the exposed breast, making Barb moan. "A tit hanging out! I don't give a damn how big and soft your boobs are, Private! Though this does feel pretty nice. Think I could suck on these nipples all day."
She quickly let go. "And this....this is a bucking disgrace!" She glared at Barb's unclad lower body. "Walking around..." She reach down and grabbed her bare crotch. "With THIS hanging out! Faust damn...where you been hiding this meat sword, girl!? You could get court-martialed swinging this monster around!" She squeezed Barb's erection. "What do you have to say for yourself, solder!?"
"I learned from example, Sir!"
"What? Explain yourself, Solderrr-eep!" Tempest inhaled sharply when Barb grabbed her own crotch...which was now fully bare. The only things she had on now were thigh high boots, fingerless elbow length gloves, and a fishnet top that did nothing to cover her DD-cup breasts.
"Thigh highs with no underwear!" She pinched Tempest's clit and rolled it between her fingers, making her squeal slightly. "A top that doesn't hide a damn thing!" Her other hand clutched one of the breasts, rubbing the nipple under her palm and getting a gasp from Tempest. "And...!" She suddenly tackled her to the ground, pinning her arms under her.
"W-wha!? G-get off me, solder!" Tempest blushed as she squirmed under Barb, squeaking at the feel of Barb's erection prodding her entrance. "This is insubordination!"
"You also left yourself wide open!" Barb grinned, propping Tempest's legs over her shoulders, basically folding her up under her. "Now who's in charge?"
Tempest wriggled in an attempt to get free, but to no avail. The dragoness was a bit stronger than her.
"I said.." Barb roughly ground her dick onto Tempest's mound, causing her to moan loudly. "Who's in charge now?"
"Y-you are..." She said, a slight husky tone in her voice. "I-I'm yours, Barb.....Barb...."
"BARB! snap out of it!" Twilight cried out, shaking her.
Barb blinked and looked around rapidly. "Wha!? Who!?"
"You zoned out for a moment, the pancakes almost burnt!"
"SHIT!" She yelped, quickly flipping and plating them. 'Oh man....!' She shifted her hips a bit. 'Boner's still there, but no end result, good.
"I knew I smelled pancakes!" Starlight piped up as she entered....wearing nothing but a transparent silk nightie. "And I'm glad today's 'no panties breakfast day' now, cause otherwise I'd need to change."
Barb squawked, quickly looking away, trying to will herself limp. "Starlight! What the hell!?"
"Well, I saw Tempest walk down the hall with out panties, so I thought it was a theme today." She twirled around and wiggled her rear. "Kind of refreshing too."
Twilight stared at her for a moment with a bemused expression. "No panties breakfast....? I..." She scrunched her nose up in thought. "Ahh, why not? When in Romane." She hiked up her skirt and slipped her briefs off. "Huh, feels nice, actually."
Barb's eyes widened, realizing all three of them were now more or less flashing their ladybits at her.
"Come on, Barb!" Starlight added, bouncing over to her. "Drop em and lets all flash in the breeze!"
"Really?" Starlight asked. "Wow, when you think you know a gal. Heh."
Tempest, however, just gave her a suspicious look. "Huh, that was weird.'"
After a bit, things had calmed down and the four ladies were chowing down.
"Oh, Barb. After this, can you head over to the farm?" Twilight asked. "Applejack said those roasted apple chips and are ready to pick up."
"Ok. Promised Pinkie I'd come help her make that marscapone ice cream bombe anyway."
"That reminds me, Twilight, I think I finally found that book on enchanting you've been looking for."
"Really!? Great! I never got to finish the darn thing."
"I'm probably gonna go back to bed and rub one out over that dream." Tempest added, like she was talking about the weather, causing Barb to nearly choke on her pancakes.
"Ok, Barb, just...just settle down." She told herself once she was finally dressed and outside. "Take a deep breath. Deep breath...and forget what you just saw. Put it out of your head" She rubbed her face and quickly marched off to the farm.
Considering it was entering Fall - Sweet Apple's biggest and last time to harvest - odds were that they'd all be prepping for the year's last hurrah. And she'd probably be asked to lend a hand with something. She didn't really have any problem with that, but a certain something made it kinda difficult to focus there.
Or to be more exact...someone.
"Apple Bloom! Where's the extra baskets?" Barb heard Applejack shout out from the barn when she neared the farm's main gate.
"Ya'll already took em out." The farmmare's younger sibling hollered back. "Mac's usin' 'em in the far side of the orchard, remember?"
"Oh, right."
Barb stifled a giggle at the exchange. Every year they did this, and every year Applejack would get so worked up about the year's final harvest, she'd get a brain fart about something. As she made her way to the Apple's house, figuring Granny was inside, she almost walked right into Apple Bloom.
"Oh, h-howdy, Barb." Bloom hopped back a little, carrying a big wad of brightly colored rope.
"Heh, they got you marking the bucked trees again?"
"Yeah." Bloom let out a tired sigh. "Rainbow says she heard the weather crew's got an early Winter scheduled to make up for the dry Summer this year. An' AJ wants to try an' get as much as possible before that happens. Dunno why she's doin' this; it's gonna be at least another month before that happens. If they do."
"True." Barb patted her shoulder. In doing so, a small part of her could swear the younger mare was blushing a little. "But, you know how she gets. Farm and family are her biggest worries. Besides, if you guys do get done early, it'll mean a little more relaxation before it does start snowing."
"Ah guess. Just hope it's soon. At least she's startin' to get tired for now." Bloom looked back at the orchard. "Ah better get back to work. Thanks, Barb."
"No problem. I need to go ask Granny Smith something anyway. Later, Bloom." Watching her head back to the trees, Barb found herself thinking she'd seen Bloom's cheeks pinking during that. 'Was she...? Nah, that's impossible.' Turning back to continue her trek, she almost jumped when she nearly walked into Applejack. "Yeep! Geeze, AJ! Scared the crap outta me!"
"Sorry 'bout that, sugar cube." Applejack stifled a laugh at her reaction. "What brings ya out this early? Come to lend a hand with buckin'?"
"Well, Twi asked me to come see if those roasted apple chips were ready, but I could lend a ha-" Her voice stopped dead when she saw what the farmgirl was wearing. Despite the fact that Applejack was the more muscular of the girls, she still had quite the curvy figure; the loosely tied, sleeveless flannel shirt she had on showed off her six-pack and flared hips, and was barely big enough to cover her sizable bust, giving a teasing areola peek as well.
However, it was the...rather arousingly small pair of daisy dukes she had on, showing off the long, toned legs she had. They were also unzipped, the shorts tight enough to stay up, and showing the dragoness that Applejack went commando, giving her quite the view of her pubic region. Barb's eyes widened and a shiver run down her spine as she felt her crotch reacting to the revealing outfit. "A-AJ!" She squeaked. "Your shorts!"
"Huh?" Applejack looked down. "Oh, don't worry 'bout it none, sugarcube. This pair's so tight, it's more comfortable to leave the barndoor open, and Ah just can't bring myself to throw the old girl away. Besides, it ain't like Mac and Bloom are gonna stare at my bits."
'But what about ME!?' Barb whined mentally, trying to focus on something besides Applejack's firm, rounded ass as she followed her into the barn.
"Ok, we got a fair amount of apples to store, so Ah need yer help to move a few things around to make room." Applejack picked up a rake.
"Oh...B-Bloom told me you guys were hot ass-h-harvesting! Harvesting what you could before that supposed early Winter." Barb gulped.
Thankfully, Applejack didn't seem to catch the flub. "Ah'll admit. Dash could've been wrong 'bout what she heard; happened before. But Ah'd rather be wrong than lose all that to frost."
"Point. So...how much do we need to move?" Barb glanced around at all the odds and ends filling the place; their spare - and currently broken - wagon, hay bales that didn't fit in the loft, random spare tools leaning in corners, and an old, and frankly ugly as hell, birdbath Mac was trying to restore.
"Not a whole lot. A corner or two'll work. Just put it all behind the wagon for now."
"All right." She looked around and collected up some shovels near the door while Applejack looked behind a couple of bales. "Ok..." She said to herself, taking them to a back corner. "This isn't bad. Just gotta focus on this and I'll be fine. It'll be easy."
"Nnf. C'mere, ya lil varmit...!" Coming back to get more, Barb glanced over to see what Applejack was on about, and froze. The farmgirl was completely bent over a bale, her ass shaking about some as she tried to get whatever was there.
Part of her said 'move!' but she couldn't stop staring, tongue flicking out to lick her lips as desire slowly etched itself onto her face. The more she watched it bounce some, the closer she found her self moving towards her target, lust making her mind wander slightly.
"Almost got eeet!" Applejack yelped when she felt something hard press into her backside, followed by Barb's hot breath against her ear.
"You know, Jackie..." The rather sensual purr making her ear twitch as Barb's hands slid over her stomach and up under her shirt. "I think I just found a pair of sweet little apples I wouldn't mind a taste of."
"Barb!? What in tar-aah!" She was cut off by the moan she let out from her breasts finding themselves in the dragon's grip, coupled with Barb grinding on her rear with whatever she had downstairs. "W-what in Fanny May are ya doing...mmm" She surprised even her with a purr as her nipples hardened between Barb's fingers.
"You've been a bad lil pony, AJ." Barb flicked her tongue across Applejack's ear, making her inhale sharply. "Walking around with these delicious tits on display." She started to pinch and roll the firm nubs between her fingers, eliciting numerous moans and squeaks from the normally composed mare.
"Barb...oohh...oh yeah..." Applejack mewed as Barb's tail snaked up around her leg, the spade rubbing up along her crotch. "Ah...q-quit teasin' me, sugarcube...!"
Barb just licked her lips, hooking the open fly with a point and tugging it down, a hand following it to grab her mound, making her squeal and buck into her hand. "And teasing me with this tight little pussy, with no panties?" She ground harder into her mare's ass. "You have no idea how hard that makes me!"
Biting her lip happily, Applejack pushed against her when she finally realized what it was.
"Just think. These sweats are all that's between you and a hell of a ride." She ran a finger along her moist pussy lips. "Tell me, how bad do you want it?"
"P-Please, yer drivin' me crazy, Sugar!" Came the near whine from the farmgirl, propping a knee up on the bale to present herself. "Quit teasin' and rut me already!"
"Heh, well, if you insist..." There was a shuffle of cloth.
"Oh....oh Celestia!" Applejack's eyes bugged out when she saw the cock that appeared between her thighs. "W-where you been hidin' that monster!?"
"Just wait, I'll be hiding it somewhere else in a moment." Barb growled, drawing back. "This is one rodeo you'll be wanting to last WAY more than eight seconds for!" Applejack screamed in pleasure as she impaled her in one smooth thrust.
"Barb...Barb! You ok!?" Big Macintosh's voice yanked her back to reality.
"Wha! Who-wha-what!?" She yelped, looking around wildly.
"You ok, hon? AJ noticed you were just standing there, lookin' kinda under the wea...ther..." He trailed off, glancing down some. "...what in Luna is THAT!?" He asked in utter bewilderment, jaw hanging slightly.
"Huh?" Barb followed his gaze and shrank in horror at the tent she was pitching in full view...complete with her hand wrapped around it through her pants. She realized she must've been jerking off to her fantasy. "P-please don't tell anyone!" She half-shrieked, trying to cover herself up.
"Uh...Ah'm jus' gonna pretend ah didn't see that." He quickly replied, mumbling to himself. "Nelly, that thing's as big as mine...Ah-Ah think Ah need to call Sugar Belle."
"You couldn't leave well enough alone, could you!?" Barb growled at her crotch once she was off the farm. She'd managed to get herself under control after that moment. And Mac was kind enough to promise to deliver the apples to the palace, as well as get drunk that night and forget what he'd seen.
However, while she was free from AJ's commando fashion, she still had one other stop to make. "Maybe it won't be so bad..." She consoled herself some. After all, it was doing some baking with Pinkie Pie. What could happen?
Barb frowned when she saw the 'closed' sign before she remembered. "Oh yeah, Mr. and Mrs. Cake were gonna have a family day. And Pinkie volunteered to watch over the place. I forgot about that." She quickly went around to the back. "Pinkie, you there? It's Barb!" She called out, knocking on the back door.
"Barby, come on in! I'm just getting started!" Pinkie's voice responded in its usual chirpy tone.
"What was it you were planning to start-Pinkie! What the hell!?" Barb nearly choked on her inhale when she saw the party-happy pony.
Except for a pair of tennis shoes, Pinkie had on nothing except for her old blue apron...and even THAT barely hid her curves, giving Barb the perfect view of - in her personal opinion - her magnificent ass. "Oh, heh, I forgot to do laundry yesterday. At first I thought I better find some panties, but figured 'it's just gonna be me and Barb'. Besides..." She winked and stuck her tongue out playfully, giving her backside a smack. ''You and Twilight always said I have some tasty-looking buns!"
"Uh...y-yeah." Barb fought the urge to lick her lips at the sight of her plump rear, feeling herself getting hard again . 'Except Twilight meant your cinnamon buns'!
"Speaking of yummy buns, I'm working on a batch of strawberry creamsicle twirls." Pinkie tossed up a wad of dough, letting it smack the counter and throw up a flour cloud. "I almost got the dough ready, can you start up on the icing?"
"Sure." Barb replied, getting a bowl out. 'Tease...I got a 'creamsicle' and plenty of icing right here for your buns...' She stopped and mentally slapped herself. 'The hell is wrong with me!? I mean, the girls are hot as hell, but...' She forced the thought to the side and started getting the ingredients together. After a bit of mixing, she felt her self finally relaxing some. Yeah, this is more like it; nice and quiet. Nothing but Pinkie's humming and the sound of stirring. She'd finally got the base mixed, and was about to add the strawberry jam when a heavy beat started playing. "The hell??"
"Oh yeah! My jam!" Pinkie giggled. Barb looked to see what was happening, and spied Pinkie's rear bouncing in time with the music. Almost every bounce made her hips lift up enough to give a peek at her bare sex.
Barb almost drew blood when she bit her lip at the sight, grabbing her crotch to try and hide her returning tent. 'COME ON! Not again!' She whined to herself, trying to will it away somehow. Forcing herself to turn away from the sight, she focused back on her mixing, stirring with an almost fanatic intensity.
"Wait, this needs something...I know!" Pinkie looked back. "Barb, can you give me a good filling?"
Barb froze at the word. "F-filling??" She moaned slightly, her cock throbbing a little.
"Yep! Something rich, thick, and creamy!" Pinkie licked her lips audibly "Maybe a lil gooey too!"
The dragoness shuddered, her resolve cracking as her mind started wandering again, a smile forming on her face.
"I think I have the perfect filling for you." Barb purred into Pinkie's ear, slipping her hands up under the apron to squeeze her breasts."
"Barb! That tickles!" Pinkie giggled and squirmed in her grip. "And you got icing all over my boobies."
Barb smirked and used her tail to quickly slip the apron off her. "Heh, let me clean that up." She turned her around and immediately latched onto one of her plump nipples, sucking hungrily.
"Ohh, heehee. someone-mmm...someone's got an appetite today." Pinkie moaned, grabbing the back of her head to pull it closer against her chest, just before she squeaked at the feel of something slapping up between her thighs. "Ooh! Wazzat??"
"Something you'll be hungry for in a minute." Barb growled, having freed her erection from her sweats while licking the tit clean."
"Feels big." Pinkie cooed, squeezing her thighs around it and licking her lips. "Hope it'll fill me up."
"Give it a taste and let's see." Barb's grin widened as she watched Pinkie eagerly drop to her knees.
"Barb, I didn't know you learned to mix and nap at the same time!" Pinkie's voice snapped her out of her imagination. "I tried that once...still finding blueberries in my hair.
"Huh? Oh..." She stopped when she felt the draft. A look down had her screaming mentally; she'd actually pulled her erection out during the fantasy. 'SHIT!!'
"Yeah! Uh, yeah, yeah! Just uh...I...I...think my breakfast's giving me gas! Yeah...uh...Ibettergobeforeitgetsworsebye!" She sideways-ed herself out the door."
"Hm...ok." She watched Barb hurry out before noticing something. "Kind of a weird way to put a rolling pin in your pocket."
"Dammit! Dammit, dammit!" Barb panted, hurrying around the side of a nearby building. She looked around frantically, hoping no one walked into view. Now she was in a major quandary; the way Ponyville was laid out made trying to hide beside or behind a building without the risk of being seen extremely hard...
And she was horny as hell now, the pressure in her balls was getting a little uncomfortable, and knowing Twilight, she was already busy with something at the moment. She whined a little as she tried to hide her erection a bit more, along with the wet spot from her now soaked mound. "Maybe I can get to the Everfree without being seen." She peeked around the corner. "No one'll hear me there either."
The trek to the Everfree proved to be a little trickier than she'd hoped, nearly being spotted by the Cakes while cutting across a field to each one of the small footpaths leading into it. She quickly ventured further in, double checking every so often to see if she'd be far enough in to where she had enough cover, along with making sure she'd be hard to hear.
Once she reached a satisfactory distance, she started hunting for a comfortable spot to sit down. Thankfully that came in the form of a small pond. It reminded her a little of the one near Fluttershy's place where the girls like to skinny dip at.
"I just HAD to remember that." She moaned at the growing throbbing sensation in her crotch and quickly stripped, finding a comfortable-looking patch of grass by the edge of the water. Thankfully, it was clear enough to wash off with once she was done.
"All right, let's open the valve." She licked her hand and grabbed her shaft with one hand while slipping a couple fingers into she soaked pussy.
*rustle...rustle*
Unfortunately, she barely started when movement in the bushes nearby caught her attention. "Oh fuck me..." She groaned.
"Well that's an odd invitation as first of the night." The voice of Zecora spoke up while the zebra mare stepped into view, smiling as she saw Barb's position. "Of course, I'm not complaining about the sight.."
"H-hi, Zecora." Barb blushed as the zebra mare stepped closer. "Heh, I guess the sight speaks for itself, huh?"
"True, tis plain." Zecora's smile widened. "I know the signs of my friend's backed up pain. But today it's immense, why so intense?"
"That's putting it mildly..." She replied, before recalling what she'd gone through so far. "I don't get it! I mean, I've always thought the others were hot, and I have had a fantasy or two about them, but never to this extent!"
"I think I see why your tension's thick as cord. Tell me, did you ever successfully build your hoard?"
Barb sighed. "Not really. All I got from sleeping on gems was waking up feeling like a yak had walked on me. Trying just specific ones didn't help either. Even tried other stuff; dice, bottle caps, stuffed animals, nothing worked."
Zecora sat down in front of her. And have these unexpected fantasies increased in frequency?
"Kinda. Mostly they were just imagining them in lingerie, or nude. This is the first time they were sexual. To that extent at least."
"The solution is plain to see, though your misunderstanding is on me. Objects are not always the focus of dragon greed; sometimes people fulfill that need. For you tis certain mares that consume your cares."
Barb froze. "W-what exactly are you talking about...?"
"Answer this, and then you'll see." Zecora leaned in until their noses were almost touching. "Have you ever fantasized about...me?"
"Well, yeah. More than once, t-to be honest." She could feel her nostrils flare, and her cock twitch in her hand as she caught the smell of mare arousal.
"More, please tell me."
"Um...there was one I had where you caught me watching you bathe...then invited me to join you." Her blush deepened. "And you sucked me off under the water."
A low purr rumbled in Zecora's throat "Mmm, kinky. And others alike?" She gently cupped Barb's breast. "Including Twilight?"
She just nodded.
"If the chance you could see,, would you make real that fancy?" Zecora's other hand joined Barb's on her shaft, making her inhale sharply.
"I-if the one involved was ok...haa..." She gasped slightly as Zecora started to slowly stroke her. "Ok with it. But, aside from you a-and Twi, the other's don't know about..." They both looked down at her penis.
"To your hoarding urge, that means naught. It won't let you rest till in your grasp they're all caught."
"Fun-mmp!" Barb was cut off as she captured her mouth in a surprisingly deep kiss, followed shortly by a tongue slipping in between her lips. She was understandably surprised at the action, but found herself enjoying it. Giving in to her own desires, she slid her arms around Zecora, one hand finding the knot for her loincloth and undoing it while grabbing a handful of her plump ass.
Zecora moaned happily at the feel, lifting her rear a bit to give better access before ending the kiss. "Well that cheered you up a bit I see. Now, one last bit of advice before I claim my 'fee'." She started stroking harder, getting a louder moan, and a slight buck from Barb. "Talk to your first mare. I have a feeling she won't mind helping."
"My...oh Celestia...my first?"
"Better than I, you know who. But please, do consider making me number two."
Barb thought about what she meant for a second, before it clicked who she meant and the realization crossed her face.
"I take it you know who I mean." Zecora said, slipping off her top. "I don't think more words are needed for this scene." With that, she began a trail of kisses down her chest, making a point to stop and suckle lightly on both nipples. She sighed in content when Barb grabbed her ass in both hands, feeling her fingers dig into the plump cheeks slightly. "So you like having an ass within your grasp?"
"When it comes to yours?" Barb grinned. "Damn right!"
Zecora just purred and continued her trek down, moving down the dragon's belly as she reached her target. "I think we'll both enjoy this endeavor." She punctuated it by gently nuzzling Barb's cock and giving the tip a kiss.
Barb growled, her eyes glinting in lust. "Tease."
She just stuck her tongue out playfully. "Moments like this I prefer to savor." Before she showed just how long the muscle was as she ran it down the shaft and across her balls, coiling it around her scrotum.
"Oh fuck...!" Barb moaned, gripping her mane.
Her tongue sawing away at the vulnerable flesh, and savoring her lover's taste, Zecora ran her free hand along Barb's inner thigh until she found her already soaked netherlips. Her fingers slid over them, the tip of her index gently entering, and never taking her eyes off the dragoness' face as she did.
"Ah!" Barb squeaked and bucked into her hand. She'd almost forgotten how sensitive she was there, especially with the way that tongue was wrapping around her.
She ran her tongue around the pouch one more time before adding her middle finger, both digits slipping deeper in. Part of her wished she wore lipstick so she could leave her own mark on her, settling for giving each testicle a kiss. Seeing the look of utter bliss on Barb's face, an idea crossed her.
"Celestia, that feels soo good..." Barb sighed, spreading her legs some to give her better access. She started to close her eyes, still running her fingers through Zecora's mane, when she felt her stop. "Something wrong, baby?"
"Lay down. I want to feel that tongue of yours."
She quickly complied, and was rewarded by Zecora straddling her head, with a clear view of her own soaked pussy. Barb let out an eager growl and grabbed the zebra's ass again, pulling her down and wrapping her mouth around it. Her tongue then plunged in, coiling around against the walls.
Zecora squealed, jolts shooting through her as Barb's tongue hit multiple sensitive spots in her. 'Heh, Two can play this. Eyeing the tip of her erection, she licked her lips and descended on it, her head steadily bobbing up and down.
She wanted it to last. Unfortunately, she'd gotten so pent up over the prior events, she couldn't handle much. Letting out a muffled shriek, she thrusted hard into the mare's mouth. As she did, she found herself remembering the first time she and Twilight made love, and the odd hickey/bite she'd left on her. For some reason, it felt right to do that again.
It caught Zecora offguard, but she quickly recovered, eagerly gulping down Barb's load as it splashed against the back of her mouth; along with her hand getting coated in Barb's honey. Even though she couldn't see her, she could tell Barb was feeling a little embarrassed at cumming so early. But, she continued to suck as her own orgasm start to boil, knowing Barb wouldn't stop stop until she climaxed as well. She yelped when she felt something like a cross between a nip and hard suck right beside her mound, smiling soon after.
Barb thanked anything that was listening that Zecora couldn't see the heavy blush she had, thanks to climaxing sooner than she'd hoped. Thankfully, Zecora didn't seem to hold it against her. Relaxing a bit, she continued to auger her tongue in her tight tunnel until she was rewarded with a shuddering gasp, and her tongue getting bathed in Zecora's honey, lapping away at it greedily.
The two laid like that for several minutes, savoring each others taste.
While a satisfied Zecora headed home, Barb was on her way back as she mulled over what she'd been told. While the idea was kinky, seeing her friends as her hoard was...well, it seemed a little out there.
Either way, Zecora was right and she needed to talk to Twilight. The only problem was how. 'What am I supposed say, 'Twi, my hoarding instinct is making me want to claim you and the others'? Yeah, that's going to work!' As she ranted to herself, her mind started bringing up images of what could happen:
'Twilight turned to leave the room, a large rock-hewn cell with Barb in the middle, every part of her wrapped up in shackles, chains, and chains made from shackles. "Don't you think you're overreacting a little?"
"Throw away the key." Was the last thing she heard before the metal slab of a door slammed shut'
'"By order of Princess Twilight, you are banned from setting foot on Equestrian for the rest of your natural life." The leader of the guards stated as they looked at Barb, who was now on the other side of the boarder, staring at a couple dozen spears pointed right at her.
"You could've at least let me pack..." She whined. '
However, as that part of her mind continued with 'the worst that could happen', another part decided to throw its two bits in.
'"What are you waiting for!?" Twilight demanded, ripping her shirt open. "CLAIM ME!" With a squeal, she jumped into Barb's arms.
"You have no idea how long I've been waiting for you to say that." Twilight purred, licking her lips as she sauntered over.
"That goes double for us." Starlight grinned from beside Barb, slowly slipping a hand down into her pants.
By the time she made it back to the palace, she was a twitchy ball of nerves and hormones. She was shaking so bad, it took a minute for her to finally turn the knob. "T-T-Twi-Twilight?" She called out, her legs wobbling with each step.
"In here, Barb." Her voice called out from the living room.
She gulped and made her way there as best she could. Twilight was there, reclining on the couch with a book...and wearing nothing but a button-up shirt that was wide open. A whine escaped her lips; she could decide if she should try an hide, or jump the mare right then.
"You ok, Barb?" Twilight asked when she saw her. "You look like you just tried one of Sweetie's fruit smoothies!"
"I...I found out why gems aren't helping me sleep." She replied, taking a deep breath and sitting down at the opposite end of the couch.
It took a little while, mostly because she hesitated a lot mentioning the fantasies she kept getting about the others, as well as nearly being caught. She wasn't too sure if it helped that Twilight giggled at how Big Mac reacted, but she continued. After getting to what Zecora had said, and the slight bit of panicking she had, she stopped and warily glanced over to see the response.
By then, Twilight had made her way closer and was right beside Barb when she finished. "So, instead of gems and similar, your hoarding instinct, or what's left of it, is calling for you to claim your friends and as your 'hoard'?"
"Yeah."
"And you were worried that I'd react in a less than favorable way about it."
Barb nodded.
"Well, then I can tell you, without a shadow of doubt...I kind of already knew."
"Wh-huh?"
"It wasn't too hard to notice when you were fantasizing about them. I didn't say anything because I figured you'd say something when you felt ready, and I didn't want things uncomfortable. Let me ask you, if you feel up for answering; how many of our friends have you had one about?"
Barb blushed deeply. "May be easier to say which ones I haven't..."
Twilight sighed. "Well, I think we should be able to work out something later. For now, though..." She gave Barb a sultery grin and swung a leg over the dragoness' lap, straddling her and gripping her erection through her pants. "Despite your fun with Zecora, it looks like you're still pent up."
"Heh, g-guess....oh Celestia..." She moaned as Twilight started stroking her. "I..I guess it shooohh.." Barb leaned back against the couch, her hands resting on Twilight's thighs, slowly dragging her claws along the supple flesh.
"Mmm...what do you say we up the ante a little?" Twilight's horn glowed and she teleported the pants away, leaving her naked from the waist down. "Much better." She purred and pushed the shirt up with her free hand to expose her lover's own ample bust. Still pumping, she leaned in and wrapped her lips around one of the hard nubs, her tongue lathing over it.
"Twi..." Barb squeaked, bucking into her hand slightly. "Oh yeah...mmm..." Licking a finger, she slid her hands down to grip Twilight's firm ass, the now slick digit finding its way over her tight little pucker.
It didn't take her IQ to tell what was about to happen. "Be gentle...?" She let the tit go just long enough to ask.
Biting her lip, Barb nodded and slowly applied pressure on the small ring of muscle, gently pushing it open until she gained entry with soft 'pop'.
Twilight let out a squeal at the sensation, arching her back as Barb's finger slipped deeper into her ass, stopping two knuckles in. "Wow...!" Her voice quivered a little and she looked up at Barb with a little smile. "Now I know why some mares like it in the back!"
"Oh?" She leaned in and started to slowly pump her finger. "Then maybe I'll give you something else back there." Barb thrust into her hand to emphasize it.
"Ahh...I...I'm looking forward to...oh fuck!" She clenched down reflexively on Barb's finger, moving her hand away to swap it for her already dripping mound, grinding it along the length.
Barb hissed in pleasure and caught Twilight's lips in a searing kiss. "I love you."
Tempest frowned a little as she rounded the corner. "What is that noise...?" After finally satisfying herself from the aftermath of that dream, she'd decided to start her day, or at least find something to do. Since she didn't have any plans, she just tossed her shirt aside and went out. The others had seen her nude before, so she wasn't worried.
However, it was then that she heard the odd sound. It was hard to describe accurately, like a faint squeal. It sounded like it'd come from the living room, so she followed it. The closer she got the louder the sound became. Soon she could hear voices.
"Harder, Barb...!"
"F-Fuck, Twi!"
Tempest's eyes widened. Barb and Twilight...? The heck were they doing? Being as quiet as she could, she hurried to the living room. On entry, what she saw was enough to make her pinch herself to be sure she was awake. There on the couch, was the pair, but Twilight was in Barb's lap, bouncing on something jutting from between Barb's legs.
She couldn't help blushing a little. 'Heh, didn't know she owned a strapon, especially one that looks realistic....really realistic...and, with...testicles...' She blinked when she saw the two large orbs under the rod. 'That's not a strapon.'
"C-Celestia's pucker, I'll never get tired of this massive cock of yours, baby!"
"Just like...ahh...just like how I'll never get tired of your tight pussy!" Barb replied, lathing her tongue over Twilight's nipple.
'Barb...Barb's a futa...?' Tempest asked herself, staring at the dragoness's crotch. 'Wow...she IS kinda big...' Tempest absentmindedly licked her lips, getting turned on.
"Twi...I'm gonna cum!" Barb gritted her teeth.
"Don't you dare pull out! I wanna feel it all!"
With a growl, she grabbed Twilight's hips and slammed her down on her cock. Tempest ran a hand over her mound, watching the two cry out from their orgasms and Barb's balls spasm as she pumped her load into the mare, cum visibly trickling out.
"Hehe...you were pent up." Twilight leaned in to kiss her when...
"Ok, that was hot as hell!" Tempest grinned as the two jumped and looked her way.
"T-Tempest!" Barb stammered. "I-uh...w-we..."
"I always figured you were hiding a secret, Barb, but didn't expect it to be THAT big!"
It was then that Starlight came in. "Hey guys, I heard the yelling and SWEET CELESTIA!" She shouted, seeing Barb's penis. "Barb, where the hell did you get that thing!?"
It took a few minutes for Barb and Twilight to calm down, both from the shock at being caught, as well as their orgasms. "I...I guess we better explain things, then." Twilight started.
"Well, the fact you two are lovers kinda speaks for itself." Tempest said.
"Actually...what you saw...it's kind of the aftermath of something barb told me...mostly about why her hoarding urge's been bothering her.
Starlight had to force herself to stop staring at the cum-glazed dragonhood still standing at attention before her to speak up. "I thought all those gems she'd collected helped."
"Not quite." Barb said, before bringing the two of them up to date on what had happened over the day so far.
Starlight was the first to respond to this info. "Sooo....your hoarding urge, instead of gems and gold, is wanting you to hook up with mares? Namely the ones you've grown attracted to, right?"
"Pretty much, the only problem is the others don't really know...or the fact that I have this..." She started gesturing to her junk, but was cut off by Starlight.
"So you've been fantasizing about banging the others but not ME!?" She demanded indignantly, lifting her shirt up in the process. "I have tits that are nice to stare at too, you know!"
"It wasn't everyone!" Barb replied. "Just Tempest, AJ, and Pinkie."
"Ok, ok. Starlight, relax." Twilight spoke up. "Look, the point is we know what the deal is now, and the big question is how to tell the others."
"Speaking of telling them..." Tempest looked at her. "You're taking this a lot differently than what I figured, what what you two being together."
Twilight cuddled up beside Barb. "Well, to be honest, I'm not against sharing."
"I'M IN!" Starlight's mood promptly did a one-eighty.
Tempest smirked. "I'm game...if you can get me to call you...'master'." She purred that word in a way that made all three of them blush brightly.
Barb watched as Tempest headed back to her room. 'Is...is she doing that deliberately?' She asked herself, watching the unicorn's hips swing a little in the process. "Wh-what'd she mean by that?" She asked, unknowingly out loud.
"Sounds like she's hoping it'll be her dream all over again" Starlight mused, "Think you'll be able to pin her down?"
Barb let out an alarmed squawk at this. "Wha?? B-but I don't know anything about THAT!"
"What are you talking about?" Starlight frowned a little. "Seemed like you had Twilight."
"Actually...Twilight's usually the one pouncing me." Barb's cheeks turned bright red and a waft of smoke emerged from her nostrils. "Kinda hard to say to say 'no' when she's got a hold of me...in more ways than one."
"Oh, heh..." Twilight rubbed the back of her neck sheepishly. "Well, I think we can fix that easy. Should have just the books for this. Barb, go get dressed; me and Starlight'll meet you in the library."
"You have books on 'Dom'?" Starlight gaped slightly. "How come I'm just now hearing this!?"
"I was saving them for a special occasion." Twilight waved it off. "Let's go!"
Barb glanced around in mild bemusement after getting to the library; a section in the corner had been done up into a small makeshift classroom, complete with a blackboard already covered in notes and diagrams.
Twilight and Starlight were waiting for her, both wearing skintight, low-cut, and slightly transparent shirts, but while Starlight had on a miniskirt, Twilight simply wore a thong and stockings. The sight made Barb glad that she had more than one pair of sweatpants.
"Take a seat, Barb." Twilight said once she arrived. "And welcome to 'Dominance 101'." She gestured for the both of them to pick a desk. Once they were both seated, she began. "Now, first off are the various techniques of dominance, the different ways to get your partner in the palm of your hand. One of my personal favorites..." As she talked, she'd been walking between them. Next thing either knew, Twilight was straddling Starlight's lap, pinning her to her seat, both hands firmly clutching the unicorn mare's breasts. "...is assertiveness"
Barb shifted in her seat a little when Starlight squeaked at the grab, her nipples visible through the thin material.
"Assertive dominance is more or less a flat out declaration that you are in charge." Twilight ground hard against Starlight's lap to demonstrate. "Letting your partner know without a shadow of a doubt what you want."
"R-Right." Barb managed to get out, trying her best to push down the growing tent in her pants.
"There's also more...coercive dominating. However, that can end very badly, since being aggressive can scare off a more timid partner, or spark hostility from a confident one. A alternative is to encourage them into the submissive role." Twilight pinched Starlight's nipples.
"Ooh! Heh, do that again!" The unicorn squeaked.
"An alternative, and in my opinion, more fun, method is to encourage your partner to take the submissive role. A blend of seduction and dirty talk can be a very effective tactic. And now, a demonstration." Twilight turned her full attention to Starlight, still tweaking her nipples. "You and I both know you went commando, Starlight." She purred, giving one a tug to make Starlight squeal. "You naughty lil filly. Tell me, Glimmy..." Starlight blushed brightly at the pet name she'd been given, thanks to Trixie, "...does it turn you on knowing that Barb heard that?"
"Y-Yes." Starlight whimpered as Twilight continued to tease her nips.
"Just imagine if this was a real classroom....especially with Barb Headmistress?" Twilight smirked, giving the dragoness a sidelong glance. "What kind of...'punishments' she could think up for you."
The moment she heard that, Barb felt her imagination kick into high gear and she promptly zoned out.
"Come in, Miss Glimmer." Headmistress Barb ordered when the mare looked in. "I take it you know why you're here."
"N-not really, Headmistress." She gulped nervously, moving to stand in front of the office desk.
Barb look at her with a doubtful glare. "Oh?" She got up and stepped around to face her, a ruler in hand. "Then perhaps you can explain this." She lightly smacked Starlight's nipples through the almost translucent top she had on, making her bite back a moan. "Dress code violation one: No bra." She gripped a breast.
"Ahh...I-I forgot to wash any..." Starlight replied, her cheeks reddening. "Besides, no one's c-complained before!"
"You are here to learn, Miss Glimmer, not show off your tatas, regardless of how succulent they are." She gave it a squeeze and continued, stepping behind her and lifting the skirt hem slightly. "Violation two: what you call a 'skirt' is far too short."
Starlight gasped when the ruler swatted her exposed rear, not enough to hurt, but she felt her cheeks jiggle slightly. The gasp quickly turned into a squeal and her hips bucked slightly when the edge of the ruler slid in between her pussy lips.
"Violation three, and the most egregious: a lack of underwear." Barb ran the ruler up along her slit, listening to Starlight's moans. "Tell me, Miss Glimmer..." She pushed the ruler deeper between her netherlips, making Starlight grind on it some, "...does it arouse you knowing that a thin strip of material is all that prevents others from seeing your most private possession?"
"N...n...yes...!" She whimpered, glancing down to see the end of the ruler pushing her skirt some. Suddenly a hand struck her backside.
"I asked you a question, Miss Glimmer." Barb whispered, now right behind her. Another slap, her ass cheek tingling. "Does it arouse you?"
"I-it does!" She squeaked loudly, knees shaking. "I've been wet at the thought of getting caught ever since I arrived!"
"I see. And how should I..." Starlight heard a rustle of material and the ruler was removed, only to be replaced by something larger, and stiffer. "...discipline you for your infraction?"
Starlight was forced to brace herself against the desk when she felt Barb grab her hips and start to slowly grind against her. "Perhaps something, long..." Another smack to Starlight's rear echoed out, followed by her moaning louder, "hard, and enough that you won't forget it anytime soon..."
"Barb? Are you ok?? Looked like you zoned out." Twilight called out, snapping the dragoness back to reality.
Her eyes snapped opened and she slowly turned to face both mares, a look of unmitigated desire on her face. "Barb...want..."
"Say that aga-YEEP!" She yelped when Barb pounced.