A Royal Summons
-By Drace Domino

None of the stallions in Equestria had managed to satisfy her. She had tried quite a few and they all had come up short for any one of a number of reasons, and all of them had fallen into the same pit of respecting their princess too much in order to truly let go. They were afraid of her, and they would never have even dreamed about treating her the way she desired, ached, and craved to be treated. Princess Celestia was a depraved slut deep down, and in the cruelest of ironies she had never once been able to indulge in it. Her status and her royal lineage had prevented her from enjoying the desires she dreamt about every night, desires she had been forced to hide from her sister, her subjects, and the rest of Equestria. After all, it wasn’t fitting for a princess to ask to be made to submit...it had to simply be taken.

It was in the midst of her frustration and her desperation that Princess Celestia turned to the one thing that had always done right by her: magic. In a world where the laws and rules were defined by spellcraft so too could her desires be sated, and it was late one evening that Princess Celestia began to enact one of her grandest spells. Magic that could rip apart the tether of dimensions and open gates to other worlds was amongst the most complicated and difficult of spells, and if she was being totally honest with herself she was taking a great risk in casting such a spell. Still, the risk was worth it. Equestria could’ve easily become overrun with some foul monster that she inadvertently unleashed, but in that evening of desperation and desire it didn’t matter to her.

Princess Celestia needed fucked, and she couldn’t wait any longer.

The royal leader of Equestria was dressed for the occasion even while she cast her spell, standing there in her chambers and focusing her energies into her horn. Her lower legs wore fishnets that started just above her hooves and nearly trailed up to her flank, adding a dark tint to her legs that made them all the more enticing. Similar wraps were at her front legs but rose a little higher up, wrapping around to match her shoulders and form into something of a shirt. It was a sexy and revealing little number designed by none other than Rarity; made to swear that she wouldn’t tell anybody that she had designed clothing purely for the princess to get fucked in. No doubt Rarity was somewhere spinning her wheels trying to figure out who it was that Princess Celestia was being a whore for, but she couldn’t have possibly guess what happened in Celestia’s bedroom that night.

Princess Celestia stood there in her slutty outfit, her horn glowing brighter and brighter as the seconds passed. The air above her began to crackle and spark with activity and power, and as her horn pointed towards the ceiling a slow and swirling portal began to form. Purple and yellow magic blended together and rapidly spun above her head, spinning into a wide spiral that rippled with power in the same way as the mirror that Sunset Shimmer had used to visit another distant world. Bracing her hooves against the ground and clenching her teeth as she focused further, Celestia stretched her power out and let the magic guide her. It was a homing spell of sorts, designed to reach through the ether between worlds and find someone that would sate her. Someone that would use her as she desired, someone that would make her bend to her knees and relish in getting fucked and filled. She was looking for a master and a king in the same breath, and to that end she wouldn’t settle for anything less than the best her magic could find.

When the spell found its target, it asked no questions or permissions. Like a cloud of miasma it crossed over its target, snapping into activity a large portal over the young man’s head. When Celestia realized she had found her subject she snapped back with her head like she was reeling in a fish, hooves digging in against the carpet of her bedroom as she did so. There was a little resistance, but nothing from her target’s world could rival the power of Equestrian magic. Whoever she pulled from his own dimension was either unlucky or lucky depending on perspective, but one thing was certain: he was coming to Equestria whether he liked it or not.

Celestia’s horn burned white-hot as she continued to use her power, yanking what was by now a wriggling and writhing mass through portal after portal on a return trip. Whoever she had caught was clearly taken off guard by the sudden pull of magic, and he was fighting against her even as the colors swirled and twisted. Good. If he was angry by the time he landed in her bedroom, it only meant he’d fuck her all the harder! Celestia grinned at the thought as her nethers went damp, and her flank lowered to anchor herself a little harder against the floor. He was almost there, her guest, her master, her king...just a little bit more of a tug with the magic and--

Wham! The portal snapped open and her prey fell forward, dropping straight from the portal squarely into Princess Celestia’s bed. At the time of summoning Celestia had no idea just what he would look like; whether he would be a pony or like the people of the dimension Sunset Shimmer lived in, or something altogether different. He could’ve been a dragon, or a monster, or even something like Discord...but Celestia had to admit, what she finally found laying there in her bed was comforting in simplicity.

He was almost like those of Sunset Shimmer’s dimension, but larger. Broader shoulders led to a more filled out frame, and his skin tone seemed a bit more fluid in presentation. It wasn’t red or green or pink or blue like those of that other world, instead falling into a pale complexion framed with hair that was a soft bright blonde. Blue eyes were young looking and framed by a handsome face, and though he was clearly scared for the moment the young man didn’t say anything. Instead he simply pressed back against the headboard, his eyes open wide and his mind clearly racing to process everything that was going on.

“Good evening, Master.” Princess Celestia greeted him, and drew forward with a wide smile pressed against her muzzle. Her hooves padded towards the bed and she drew one fishnet-clad leg up, bracing it on the edge as she levelled her gaze towards him. It was almost hard to believe this frightened young man was the master that her magic guided her to, but it was understandable that he was afraid. She was slightly larger than him, flickering with magic and power, and after all, she was indeed a talking pony wearing fishnets. In order to make him feel comfortable she gave him her softest smile, and dipped her head in a sign of obedience. Already she was submitting, already she was ready to regard this unknown young man as her master. “I’m sorry to summon you like this without your permission, but...you’re needed here.”

The young man, still watching around the room with a look of shock and surprise, tightened his throat before speaking. He was cautious with his words and still tried to keep his distance, something made a little difficult by Celestia’s steady advance. She was creeping closer now, moving ahead inch by inch as she brought another leg up on the edge of the bed. Like a slow and hungry predator she was advancing, giving the young man precious little time to get his head around the situation.

“W...What is this? Who or...or what are you?” There was still fear and confusion in his eyes, though those same eyes crossed up and down over what Celestia was wearing. Past her fluid rainbow mane that constantly flickered with light and color he could see her black fishnets over all four legs, and if those garments meant anything like they did in his own dimension, their intention was clear. The fact that he was resting on a bed seemed to verify that suspicion, and the look in this magical pony’s eyes spoke even more of her desires. “What...I’m...I’m so confused!”

“Don’t worry, Master. I wouldn’t ever hurt you.” Princess Celestia calmly responded, and she watched as he noticeably calmed at her words. A wide smile crossed her features as she gazed at him in fond desire, and slowly the tip of her horn began to glow once more. As it did so the young man’s pants started to loosen; moving as if by themselves his belt started to free itself and the buttons of his jeans began to unfurl. His eyes went wide and surprised, but he looked right back up at the alicorn as she spoke up once more. “In fact, I just want to make you happy. My name is Princess Celestia, and I would…” She licked her lips, pointedly. “...very much like to suck your cock now.”

More confusion, but a lot less fear ran through the visitor as he sat there on the bed. Even without his consent Celestia continued to open up his pants, pulling his belt free and letting it dash to the side of the room. Eventually he even felt his lower half lifting from the alicorn’s power, just enough for her to begin hitching his pants down around his knees, bringing his boxers along for the ride. Sitting in his lap was a cock that was already at half-mast, responding partly from the adrenaline in the moment and partly from the setting. His fear couldn’t diminish the fact that an attractive and sweet-voiced horse woman was approaching the edge of the bed, stating her intent to give him a blowjob. Sure, he didn’t quite know what the fuck was going on just yet, but...who could possibly say no to that sort of offer?

“Uh...uh...sure, I guess…” He stammered out, moving a hand to rub at the back of his head. That word of agreement made Princess Celestia practically beam in delight, and she started to approach even further. Her eyes were transfixed; focused on this human’s length, watching as it twitched underneath her gaze and started to grow a little more. As she lingered close by the human spoke up again, trying his best to manage some sort of professional greeting to his tone. “My name is Hank. It’s nice to meet you, Princess...Princess Celestia. Oh. Ohhhhh my, you’re really doing it.”

The muzzle of the royal ruler of Equestria had lowered itself fully, and Celestia had begun to lick across Hank’s stiffening cock. Her tongue; warm and wet and rather skilled, wove back and forth across his length as he grew harder and stiffer from her attentions. Her eyes closed and the princess fell into a blissful state with a wide smile spread across her face, all as her tongue moved forward to dance back and forth along the tasty embrace of a human’s cock. It was a new experience for her indeed, but the slutty way that she had thrown herself into the moment only made the royal woman all the more wet and excited. And from Hank’s perspective, his strange day was taking an admittedly exciting turn.

“F...Fuck…” He finally hissed out from the back of his throat, squeezing his shoulders to the headboard as he stretched his legs. His cock was thick and throbbing now, extended to its full size and sticking straight up from his lap. He bit down on his bottom lip while he watched the pony work at his member, still trying to wrap his head around it all. Was this really happening? Was some kind of winged unicorn really giving him a blowjob right now? It made him quiver down to the very core of his being, and finally he opted to simply throw himself into the situation and embrace what was happening rather than fight it. If this pony wanted to call him Master, he’d allow it. And if she wanted to suck his cock, then he’d make sure that she did it right.

With a stern hand Hank finally reached out, and let his fingers press into the soft rainbow mane of Princess Celestia. He wrapped his fingers about the back of her head as he eased her down, letting her know that licks would not be nearly enough for her to please her Master properly. Her mouth made a perfect hiding spot for his throbbing member as he ushered it inside of her, laying it down against her tongue and groaning as she accepted it hungrily. The princess murmured with a noise of contentment as she was fed every inch of Hank’s length, her equine muzzle easily able to claim it all and embrace every bit of his cock in warm, wet delight. As her muzzle lowered down to his lap she let her tongue lash out, peeking out from the bottom of her lips and slurping back and forth across his sack. The entire time she gazed up at him, her eyes glossy and enchanted, clearly loving the pure moment of being a submissive slut ready to suck him off.

“Fucking crazy…” Hank murmured to himself, as his other hand reached out to the back of Celestia’s head. Soon he had her gripped from both sides and was forcing her head into his lap, making the equine deepthroat him as the evening continued. His hips rolled up to crash his cock even harder and deeper into her mouth, plunging into her throat and making her mildly wince from the strain. He was a good mouthful for a royal slut, and as he started to fuck her mouth ropes of spit drolled from the sides of her lips down onto Hank’s own lap. “If this is what you want, slut...I’m...I’m not going to say no!”

And why would he? After everything Celestia had done, pulling him from his home and dropping him right into her bed, he couldn’t fathom any reason why he shouldn’t just fuck the horse’s face with every ounce of strength inside of him. The look on her cocksucking muzzle made it clear she was enjoying the rough treatment, and it only inspired Hank to facefuck her even further. He clenched his teeth as pleasure wrapped all around him and a wet noise filled the room, the steady sloppy slurping of a royal princess of Equestria downing herself on a thick human cock. The spit that danced from the sides of her muzzle continued to smear across his lap and even found its way onto her cheeks, and it wasn’t long before she looked anything but like a princess. Her eyes rolled back in her head and she pressed her thighs together in excitement; flank lifting up in the air and rainbow tail swishing back and forth. The pleasure of being throated was almost as intense as being on the receiving end, and the submissive and lewd Celestia utterly relished in it. The hands on the back of her head were fierce and strong, and after his initial hesitation it was clear that Hank was not only able, but eager to treat her like the slut she knew she was. This wasn’t some loser from Ponyville that couldn’t bare to be rough with his princess, this was someone that would put her through her paces. Make her relish in her wetness. Use her for his pleasure at every opportunity.

This was someone that wouldn’t be afraid to make Princess Celestia the biggest personal fuckwhore in all of Equestria.

The sloppy blowjob continued, and Hank only kept meeting Celestia’s expectations and demands. He pulled his member free and slapped her muzzle with it a few times to properly spread her throated spit back and forth over her face, only to plunge her head right back down on his cock and experience that wonderful warmth once more. She whimpered and howled in pleasure as she was throated deeper and deeper with every passing second, and Hank’s fingers nearly went white-knuckled in her mane as he continued to ram up into her. The quivering of her throat, the steady beads of drool running down his cock, the whimpering from the back of a royal throat...it was all too much to bear, and it wasn’t long before Hank found himself rocking forward in pleasure.

“That’s it, slut!” He called out, falling quite nicely into the role of master. “I’m gonna cum, you fucking horse whore! Get ready!” Whether Celestia was prepared or not, he’d be cumming in just a few seconds, and he could already tell it was going to be the most intense orgasm of his life. The sloppy deepthroat from a submissive princess wasn’t exactly how he had expected his most pleasing moment up to that point, but it was hard to argue with the results. Whether it was a dream or an odd twist of reality, he was going to make the most of it and absolutely flood Celestia’s throat with his thick, creamy seed.

And when he did just that, the princess’ moaned, screamed, and whimpered around the gagging rush of cum. Hank’s grip was too firm for her to pull her head off of his cock, and as a result she was forced to contend with his cum sweeping down her throat with the first few pulses. As she coughed and gagged against it Hank allowed her to slowly start to pull back up, filling first her mouth before then letting his member pop out of her lips, only to spray across her face. The equine beauty received threads of cum plastering her face; marking everything from her rainbow hair to her muzzle to her crown, the symbol of rulership of Equestria. And as Hank laid back with a satisfied look on his face and a still-hard cock drooling cum against his lap, Celestia just shuddered in pleasure.

She dropped her head down to begin cleaning his prick off even without being ordered to. As cum dripped from the edge of her crown against her face she slurped back and forth with her wide, wet tongue, licking him from his balls to his tip and swallowing every trace of cum. Hank just rested back; stretching his arms out on the headboard and watching as the subservient bitch horse properly tended to him. His cock waved back and forth by the motions of her tongue, and her look of enchanted slurping across her muzzle was nothing short of the mark of a real whore.

“Good slut. You like all that cum?” Hank asked, quirking a brow. Celestia nodded eagerly but didn’t dare speak up; not when her mouth was used to much better effect by cleaning off Hank’s cock. The human gave another wide smile, and found himself falling even deeper into the mayhem he was yanked into. “Good. Now bend over in front of me, Celestia. Time to see what that pony cunt feels like.”

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“Please...please stick it inside of me…” There she was, the ruler of Equestria, begging to be fucked like a common whore. The princess was resting on her bed with her flank up in the air, tail lifted to ensure that Hank could get an unobstructed view of her pussy. She was dripping, glistening, showing her arousal clearly and obviously, and the closer Hank’s cock got to her pussy the more she whined for it. The princess wiggled her hips from side to side, dug her hooves against her bed, and practically ached for a moment of insertion that felt like it was taking forever to arrive. She gave a low grumble from the back of her throat as she pushed herself back, hoping to coax her pussy against Hank’s member. The human that had arrived in her realm through magic; however, was content to keep her teased.

“Beg louder for it, slut.” Hank murmured, and moved a hand down to take a tight fist around the hilt of Celestia’s tail. He held that warm, rainbow mane within a dominant grip and let his hips thrust forward, just enough to drag his shaft over her raw, wet lips. “If you wanted fucked so bad you were willing to kidnap me, I better hear you beg…”

“Please...oh please, Master! I need fucked, I need fucked so hard…!” Princess Celestia didn’t hesitate, and the begging tone in her voice was rich with desire and aching lust. She winced and wiggled underneath the grip around her tail and her hooves continued to dust against her sheets, struggling to keep herself steady in the heat of the moment. The slow press of his shaft on her pussy left her hungry, hungrier than she had ever been, and covered his cock in her dripping nectar. Her voice was a desperate whine that sounded truly unprincesslike, the true voice of a depraved submissive slut ready to be claimed. “Fuck me, Master! Fuck your princess! Fuck her as hard as you can, I beg you!”

Hank simply smiled, and with a tiny shrug of his shoulders decided to give the bitch what she begged for. As he pushed forward his cock squeezed into Celestia’s tight fuckhole, slowly at first but with a quickening pace that drew faster the more he realized just how warm, wet, and tight her entrance was. It was a grip even better than her mouth, just as it was more rewarding to plunge himself down into her fiercely tight, enjoyable depths. As he pushed inside and made sure to hilt himself Princess Celestia practically howled in pleasure, her cum-marked lips opening wide as she felt joy erupt from every inch of her flawless equine body. And once Hank had started to plunge himself into her depths, he allowed momentum and passion to carry him forward in what became a series of hard, violent thrusts.

His hand crashed against the howling princess’ flank back and forth, spanking her hard as he began to fuck her deep and heavy to her core. The grip of this princess horse’s pussy was like a joy he had never known, squeezing him better than any mere human woman had ever even thought possible. The sound of wet impact filled the room as Hank fucked into her again and again, the noise joined in by the steady slapping across her flank that filled the room like a heavy clapping. He grunted and clenched his muscles tight as he began to ram her, and with a deep, throaty voice he offered yet more orders to the submissive horse in front of him.

“Keep talking, slut!” He barked out, and gave her another spank, so hard that it left his hand and fingers stinging from the impact. “Tell me how much you love it while I drill this whore horse pussy!”

Princess Celestia, despite her title and her power, could only nod and swallow in desperation. She wasn’t even sure if she had the strength to speak in that moment, but she didn’t dare dismiss his demand. If she did, Hank might pull out of her, he might even ask to leave! She’d do anything to keep his cock inside of her cunt in that moment, to keep getting fucked down to her deepest regions, to keep getting treated like the submissive slut she had always wanted to be. She rose her head and looked back at him with a hunger in her eyes; her long glorious hair half-hiding her face as she finally managed to squeak out a nervous yet passionate voice.

“I...I love it...it’s the best I ever felt, Master…” She shuddered, just as she heard his lap clap against her round, full flank. “All I want is to be your slut from now on, to be your bitch...I...I just want fucked and filled every day, Master! All for you! Make me your whore every day and night!”

Hank smirked at that, and he rewarded Celestia by once more pulling her tail and drilling his cock down to the hilt. When he picked up his pace and it became clear that his moment was coming, Celestia moaned and tightened her fuckhole around his member, blurting out again. Her voice was already going hoarse, but she didn’t care. She’d be moaning a lot that night, and there was no reason to dare hold back.

“Fill me with your cum, Master! Fill your princess slave! I...I love it, Master, I...I love you, Master!” She tightened even harder, clenching her fuckhole around Hank’s throbbing, pulsing member. “B...Breed me, Master…! Give me your foal!”

In truth, Hank still wasn’t entirely sure that it wasn’t all just some weird and elaborate dream. Everything to that point had felt incredibly lifelike and real, but...how could it? How could he really be fucking a magical pony princess? How could he know anything so wonderful and pleasing around his cock? And how could he listening to something so odd beg not only for his cum, but to be bred?

Ultimately the “how” didn’t matter, because all Hank cared about in the moment was his climax. He came hard and fiercely as Celestia begged to be bred, giving the royal slut her request as his cock throbbed against her wet, tight embrace. His member plunged in deep, pressing hard against the furthest and most narrow part of her pussy, and as it embedded itself against her he squirted rope after rope of sticky, thick, human cum. Celestia for her part was speechless, moaning and whimpering and shuddering in her own violent climax, and her entire body tensed up and trembled there on her royal bed. She was a submissive slut now; a bred bitch, and she couldn’t of possibly been happier.

When Hank pulled his cock out of Celestia’s pussy, she shuddered and her thick folds twitched, a line of cream slowly drooling out of her. It dropped down against her equine thighs and eventually to the silk sheets underneath, making a mess both of the bedding and the fine fishnets that Rarity had tailored for her. Ruining Rarity’s clothing with cum was going to be a recurring thing for Celestia from now on, and she knew as much from the second Hank started to move back over towards the head of the bed. He didn’t say anything but a hard slap against Celestia’s cum-filled cunt made her gasp, just as another hand against the back of her head was there to guide her mouth over his cock once more. She didn’t resist for a second; slurping against his member as her eyes drifted up, staring at her new Master in love and devotion.

And from there, Hank put his new whore to good use. Like any proper master he made sure to break her in during the first night, putting his thoughts of home distantly aside while he continued to enjoy the unusual circumstances that had been thrust upon him. He made the best of an already wonderful situation by claiming the royal whore again and again, fucking her pussy and mouth and even her ass with every inch of his thick and hungry cock. His limits went beyond anything he had ever known before arriving there in Celestia’s bed, and he claimed her again and again until both of them were completely and entirely spent. And at the very end Celestia laid there on the bed, gasping and literally dripping with cum. Fishnets were marred and marked with cream, her ass and her pussy enjoyed threads of it pouring down her thighs, and it had even made its way into the hair of her mane and her tail alike. Still she was practically glowing, and as Hank ushered her head into his lap one more time she gave a few affectionate kisses at the thick cock hanging there. They were done fucking for the night, but she’d be happy to worship his prick for a few minutes before they truly went to bed.

“Please stay...Master…” Princess Celestia begged, her tongue trailing forward to give his member a long, slow lick. “Stay...I’ll be your slut...if you’ll be my king…” More licks. More kisses. Even a tender nuzzle of her nose against the sack hanging underneath his shaft. Celestia wanted him to feel as comfortable and happy as could be, and as Hank laid back against the headboard he had a hard time imagining a moment that he was feeling any better. One of his hands dropped down into Celestia’s mane while the other lowered to her backside, two fingers moving to pet across a pussy that had been filled to the brim with cum. She shivered as those fingers slid inside, and Hank merely chuckled as he ushered the tip of his cock against her mouth once more.

“I’ll think about it.” He whispered in response, giving the royal slut hope that he might accept her invitation of marriage and fealty. “But I’ll need to fuck you a few more times before I’m sure.”

Princess Celestia merely purred, her lips wrapped around Hank’s shaft and moving down to the hilt. A smile spread across her cock-filled features, the happiest she had worn in some time. Princess Celestia, ruler of all Equestria, finally had her heart’s desire. She was an owned bitch; broken and bred. It was all she ever wanted.

End of Chapter One.

Author's Note

My first ever Pony/Human story! I was pretty nervous writing it, but was pretty happy with the result. If you dig mah stuff, consider supporting me on Patreon please.

So time for the post-story question: If Princess Celestia summoned you, would you rather be the top or the bottom?