A Life Style Change

By the time Spike landed in front of Rarity’s house, the sky was ablaze with reds and golds as Celestia’s sun sank under the horizon. The light seemed to wash the entire town in yellow as darkness began to sweep over, with ponies beginning their nightly activities. As Spike stood there, a claw massaging his shoulder gently, he spotted a few. A group of fillies heading out for a sleepover, their bags on their backs and pillows under their arms. Stalls closing for the night, packing up their wares into wagons, while a small number of others remained open in the hopes that some nighttime stroller might be interested. There were also a number of ponies who seemed to be heading towards the nightlife side of town. Going to clubs, bars, and whatever else there might be.

Ponies like Sweetie Belle.

Spike’s perverted grin appeared on Spike’s face, holding up Rarity’s house key which shined in the sun’s last rays. Earlier in the week, Sweetie had told the two of them that she had gotten tickets for a show tonight and would be late getting home. Meaning that the drake could spend another night with his darling mare as they continued to have their fun without having to worry about their lone house guest walking in on them. That they could be as loud as they wanted, Rarity loudly proclaiming the joy she felt to be dominated by such a strong drake. Spike could spank Rarity with his tail after tying her to the ceiling, watching as she spun around with each blow. Why, they could even try to be a little more adventurous! Maybe he could lead his sexy little pet around the house by a leash, Rarity crawling on all fours. Or they could go to the kitchen where they could-

Spike stopped himself there, shaking his head a little as he turned towards the door while the grin he had faded. Rarity’s little stunt this morning had given him ideas. Images of fucking her hard on the kitchen table, smearing food over her lovely breasts and belly as they went. Stuffing her cunny with all sorts of food to turn it into a very edible arrangement. Why, he could even fuck her with a cucumber or banana before making her eat it. And while all of that was doable, it was also extremely risky. All it would take would be Sweetie coming home early or them getting so wrapped up in their sexy time that they lose track of time to be found out. Would Sweetie gossip about what she had seen? Maybe if she were still that little filly he had known way back when, then he would be worried. That or something might slip accidently. But even if she never did say anything, it would make future family get togethers a little more awkward.

As Spike slid the key into its hole, his thoughts turned to his fiancée’s younger sister. He liked Sweetie, having known her for as long as he had lived in Ponyville. She was a sweet mare who had blossomed over the years into a mare whose beauty might rival that of her sister’s. In Spike’s opinion, any stallion who managed to claim her heart would be a very lucky bastard indeed. While he had no issue with her living with them for now, it just couldn’t last. Other than cutting into their, well, intimacy; both Spike and Rarity wanted to start a family and there just wasn’t enough room. Maybe they could buy a house or have one built besides the shop, but…

Shaking his head, Spike turned the key and began to open the door. Right now, this was a big decision. One that would have to be made with Rarity. Perhaps he should talk to her and see what she wanted to do.

Stepping through the threshold, Spike felt the odd tingle of magic pass by him as the scene changed. When he had looked through the windows and through the open door, all he had seen was a darkened shop. Now, however, that was not the case. All of Rarity’s mannequins and gowns had been pushed to the side leaving the room bare. Candles had been lit along the walls, their low light illuminating the lone figure before him: Rarity. She was naked, clad only in the leather harness she had just finished the night before along with her collar and stocking mask. Rarity was on her back, hardened nipples pointing towards the ceiling as two fingers stroked her pussy while they made wet noises. But that wasn’t all. By her head was a trail of rose petals leading all the way to the back and up the stairs.

Spike stood there, watching his slave pleasure herself before him as his tail closed the door behind him, its spaded end reaching for the lock to secure it. The dragon could feel his member hardening as he watched her, his tongue moving across his lips. His Rarity, she was the embodiment of perfection in every way. The way those luscious, soft breasts bounced as she thrust her elegant fingers into her cunt was heavenly. Her nipples, sweeter than any sapphire he had ever tasted, there begging to be sucked on. The light sheen of sweat only made her coat shine with more radiance than the actual Power Pony. Her moans were a heavenly sound. And it was all for him. All for her Master.

“Master,” she breathed, her eyes fluttering slightly as she realized that he was standing before her. Rather than stand, Rarity spread her legs open more as both her hands went to her dripping pussy. There the two spread her lower lips as far as she could, allowing her Master to see her inner passage. “This horny slave has been waiting for you.”

“I can see that,” said Spike with a grin, walking over to her with confidence. Spike’s wings were erect, standing tall behind him. According to Smolder, this was how dragon’s showed their dominance. And if Rarity’s blush was anything to go by, it was working very, very well. While Spike desired nothing more than to take his mare here on the floor, perhaps using some of the items around him to make things more interesting, he restrained himself. Instead he folded his arms across his chest as he looked down at her with cold, indifferent eyes to make her feel all the lesser. “It seems I have been neglecting my duty as your Master.” This statement was punctuated with a firm slap onto her pussy, courtesy of his tail. “What you have done is reckless! Tell me, whore, did it ever occur to you that I might have been your sister? I will have to reeducate you tonight.”

“Master, please,” begged Rarity, still holding her pussy open for him as she laid there. But, there was a sparkle in her eyes that he liked. It was the same look she had when she had first shown him her collar, before she had ever donned the harness. “There is no need for us to worry about this slave’s sister. Your loyal, fuckable slave has made sure of that.”

A hand went to Spike’s chin. “You have, have you?” For a moment, Spike stood there as he tried to suppress a grin. Leave it to Rarity to think ahead like this and ensure that they would have the place to themselves. Knowing her, Rarity probably gave Sweetie a bag full of bits to ‘have a good time’. Or maybe there was something else. Maybe she knew that whatever show Sweetie was going to was far away. Like she needed a train ride or something meaning there was no way she would be home anytime soon. Regardless, if she was willing to meet him like that, then it was good enough for him.

“Very well then,” said Spike, his claws working on his pants. In a moment, gravity pulled them down before his boxers followed suit. Casually he stepped out of them, a claw moving to begin unbuttoning his shirt. “If you have done this, then you have pleased me. As a reward, you may approach your Master and worship my cock!”

Rarity let out a mew of delight as she rolled over like a beast before scrambling to get onto all fours. With her tail raised high as it could, laying it to the side so that Spike could get one last look of her pussy and ponut (but not the last for tonight!), she turned around as she crawled to her Master. As she moved, she swayed her hips in a very enticing way causing her breasts to jiggle slightly in turn. To add to her degradation, the mare allowed her tongue to loll out as it seemed that her pupils had turned into hearts looking up at his cock with nothing but desire and devotion! The scent of her sex had grown stronger and it didn’t take a genius to tell him that she had been craving this for some time. Perhaps ever since breakfast.

Very soon, she was in front of him. But she did not start with a lick or even a kiss. No, Rarity brought her nose right to his sack to the point where it was pressed against as she inhaled deeply his masculine scent. This caused the mare’s ears to droop, eyes almost rolling into the back of her head as her tongue stuck out a little more. She took another deep breath to savor the dragon that had tamed her, claimed her as his own before taking a third deep breath. His mare then lowered her hind legs so that she could sit more like a bitch as her lips moved to kiss the sack holding the seeds of new life that would eventually grow within her. She peppered them with kisses, moving from orb to orb before she worked her way up. His shaft felt her lips for brief moments at a time as she worked loudly, her noises echoing across the room as Spike dropped his dress shirt behind him. By the time he was naked with hands on his hips looking down, Rarity had gotten to the tip.

He watched as her eyes danced around the design of a dragon’s cock, a smile appearing on his face as Spike remembered the first time Rarity had ever laid eyes on a dragon’s member. The gasp she had let out when she had seen that it was thicker than most pony’s with ridges on its underbelly to help with the stimulation. But the tip, well, it’s spearhead-like shape had caused her some intimidation. On that, neither of them would deny. But as that night came to its ultimate climax with Rarity on the bed and Spike behind her as he slid inside her, they both discovered what else it could do. Rarity had let out a howl, her hands clenching at the sheets as her face was planted on the bed while her flank was held in place by Spike’s claws. He could still remember how her body trembled as he stimulated her insides like no stallion had ever done before, reaching areas that a pony’s cock could not hope to touch. She did not demand that he continue, but begged him with all her heart and soul as she inched closer to the most powerful orgasm she had ever experienced. Since then, none of the horse shaped dildos she had had could offer her the same pleasure as his cock, denying her an orgasm. No, they both knew that it was his cock that she needed. Something that became more undeniable as Spike’s skills improved in bed, making her hopelessly addicted to it.

So it came to Spike’s surprise as Rarity only gave his tip two kisses before looking up at him. “Master, as much as this horny bitch would love to continue, she has a surprise for you,” she said. Spike raised an eyebrow as he heard the strained tone in her voice. Like she was using all of her willpower not to continue. This intrigued the dragon as to what she wanted to show him.

“Alright,” said Spike with a chuckle, watching Rarity’s face light up. “Get your leash and you can show me.” Rarity moved as quickly as she could on all fours, moving like the perverted animal that she was. Thankfully, the leash was not that far away and she held it in her mouth as she brought it back before dropping it at her Master’s feet. And as Spike bent down to pick it up, he could spot the trail of his horny slut’s juices on the floor showing where she had gone. Clearly her excitement was great.

Once everything clicked into place, Rarity began to pull on the leash just enough so that Spike knew where to go. At first, he thought they might be heading to the basement in the hopes that Rarity had contracted some of the local construction ponies to begin turning it into a pleasure dungeon. But that was not the case as she instead followed the rose petals leading up the stairs. With each step they claimed, Rarity’s tongue lolled a little more and her pussy winked a little more powerfully so that she dripped from both ends. Spike felt his own excitement grow as he wondered what Rarity had done.

Imagine Spike’s surprise when they entered the bedroom to find Sweetie Belle on the floor. She laid there on her back, legs slightly spread apart with her hand only to open them up to their fullest upon hearing him enter. His eyes almost bugged out of his skull as he saw that she was almost completely naked save for the harness that looked like one of the designs Rarity had shown him; modeling if for him. This design had fewer straps than the one Rarity was currently wearing, with one wrapping around her shoulders to move under her large, malleable breasts whose pink nipples pointed in his direction. Below, he spotted a couple straps which criss-crossed near her pussy, concealed by black panties that looked like they could easily be ripped off along with her black stockings. There were frills along the shoulder bands and on her hips, the overall design of the ensemble, clearly borrowing from the stereotypical maid outfit one saw in fetish shops, but crafted by the hands of one with both a more devious intent as well as design sensibilities. It seemed to work perfectly as Spike found noting Sweetie’s luscious heart shaped flank begging to be squeezed and slapped. Then there were those legs, ready to be pulled down to her shoulders or wrapped around his waist. Glancing upwards, Spike saw that she wasn’t wearing either a mask nor a collar. Only a thick, black strap over her eyes to act as a blindfold as she panted like a bitch in heat.

“Rarity,” whispered Spike, his hand letting go of the leash and allowing it to clang to the floor. “What is…Sweetie, she’s…” There were no words as Spike’s mind went blank as he stared at the mare in question. Upon hearing his voice, the drake noticed that her breathing had quickened and a moist spot on her panties began to appear. But why-

“Oh Master,” said Rarity as she stood up, pressing her breasts against his arm while a hand reached down to take hold of his stiff cock. Looking down at her, he saw that there was a playful smile on her face along with half lidded ‘come hither’ eyes. “My naughty sister was spying on us last night. So she knows everything. And…she wants to join us.”

“What?” breathed Spike, his cock becoming harder. How could it not when the vision of two horny sisters as his slaves appeared in his mind? The idea of coming home to find them on the bed, embracing each other with their equally white coats pressed together as their tongue dueled delightfully. Perhaps even reaching down to finger the other as their nipples poked into the other. All for him, nopony else! But was this what a sweet and innocent mare like Sweetie Belle wanted? Was she forced into doing this?

“Master,” purred Rarity before loudly kissing his shoulder. There was something in her voice that told him that she knew what he was thinking about. What he was worried about. “Please, do not worry yourself too much. Nopony is forcing her to do anything she doesn’t want. Your loyal slave told her everything that would be expected of her, even gave her the choice to say no and we could all pretend like nothing ever happened. But no, this naughty mare has wanted you for a long time. To be claimed by you. Like me, she has chosen to walk this path of her own free will no matter what the rest of Equestria says.”

Spike felt one of his claws rise slightly. But not to push Rarity away, telling her she had gone too far before taking Sweetie away from here. No, he had wanted to reach out and start using his new toy out of instinct. Yet there was something that kept his claw from rising all the way. And he knew what it was.

“Sweetie, is this true?” he asked, his tone so commanding that it almost made Rarity let out a squeal of joy. He looked at the mare on the floor hard, his eyes scanning for any sign that she might be forced.

“Y-Yes Sir,” she said, her voice a little shaky. But there was a silly smile on her face while her cheeks looked a little on the pink side. He could smell her arousal growing stronger, her panties getting wetter. “Sir, this bitch humbly o-offers herself to you for your own amusement. This dirty slut is y-yours.”

For a moment, Spike stood there completely still…until a fanged smirk appeared on his face. He could hear the honesty, the desire in the mare’s voice. The willingness to submit to him. And as Rarity seemed completely on board with this, he had no reason to deny himself two lovely mares. Only briefly did he reflect on the fact that she had always wanted to be with him since now it no longer mattered. She was here now, giving herself to him with a smile on her face. His mind raced with endless possibilities, all the things he could do with the two sisters who had placed themselves in his claws. They were a treasure, his treasure that no other pony would ever touch for as long as he lived.

“Rarity,” Spike purred as his fingers dropped low, instantly locating his first slave’s birthing hole and entering it. As two clawed fingers felt the wet inner walls constrict around them, Rarity seemed to lose all her composure. His mare lost the ‘come hither’ look she had, her eyes opening up completely as strength left her. A small noise escaped her lips as she nearly fell over, but Spike was too quick for that to happen. He removed himself from her before getting behind Rarity where he then pulled her back to his chest, claws gripping at her breasts. Another cry of hers rang out as she felt his member pressing against her needy slit while his claws dug into the softness of her breasts.

“Such a good horny slut,” whispered Spike, his mouth moving close to her ear. Roughly he squeezed her breasts, jutting them forward a bit while making it look like he was trying to squeeze milk out of them. But that would have to wait for just a little longer after he had given his mare the gift of life within her. Then he could feast on her dairy goodness. “I bet you’ve been wanting this yourself for a while. Licking my cum off your sister, lapping it up as it oozes out both of her holes. Making out with her before putting on a nice little lesbian show for my amusement.”

“Yes!” moaned Rarity through gritted teeth as Spike pinched her nipples. “Yes Master! I’ve dreamed about it for years! Having her model my kinky designs on a pedestal before bending her over to be fucked.” Without mercy he began to pull on her hardened nubs, stretching her breasts out as far as he could while his slave cried out. As he worked, he saw that Sweetie was panting more while her cheeks turned scarlet. But she did not turn her head away or look abashed. No signs that this disturbed her.

Spike let out a chuckle as he returned his attention to his lovely Rarity “It looks like those dreams will be coming true,” he said while releasing Rarity, watching as she fell onto her hands and knees. “You will soon become very intimate with your sister's body as you assist me in training her to be a proper bitch. But be warned that any failures on her part will be your failures as well. Meaning any punishments she receives so shall you. Understand?” Rarity, her head down as she panted, showed signs of a nod. Which was good enough for Spike who walked over to the bed and sat down. “Now slaves, come here so that you may service my cock!”

Rarity did not need to be told twice, looking up with a look of pure delight in her eyes as she began to crawl over to her Master. Sweetie, on the other hand, had a bit harder time. She rolled over to the side before looking around, not knowing where to go without the sound of her Master’s voice. Spike watched as his newest slave bent down to the ground, sniffing the floor as if she expected to pick up his scent like a bitch. Ass up and head down, she began to move in a circle trying her best to figure out which way to go while her excitement ran down her legs. She might have gone this way all night, growing dizzy in the process, if it hadn’t been for her loving sister nudging her. This brief contact made the mare jump a little, but she seemed to relax as her sister’s body brushed past her. Sweetie quickly turned in the same direction, moving quickly to catch up before pressing her body to the side of Rarity’s. Oh, what a sight it was. Two white coated mares, shoulder to shoulder with their breasts swaying as they crawled to him.

Together they reached their target, immediately getting to work. Rarity started off with another kiss to his ball sack while Sweetie nuzzled it with her cheek. These sensations caused the drake’s cock to twitch in anticipation, his excitement growing more powerful. But it soon became clear that neither could wait any longer. Sweetie Belle acted first, sticking her tongue out in a tentative manner to lap some of the sweat and musk off of his sack. From what he could see, the taste greatly agreed with the younger of the pair as she moaned loudly while her blush continued to darken. Her tongue began to move over and over again, making long drawn out licks to savor him the more. Rarity, however, was the opposite. Her tongue moved fast, making short licks at one spot before moving to the next. From time to time she would pause to take an orb into her mouth, moaning around it, sending vibrations running down the drake’s spine before releasing it.

The scent of arousal grew more powerful as the two worked, swaying their smooth flanks slightly as they worked in tandem. It was only when Rarity gave Sweetie the slightest of nudges that they then began to work their way up the shaft. Pre had long since formed at its tip, running down the underside where it would no doubt increase the flavor. Together, the sisters ran their tongues around it. Sweetie was not as skilled in this department, but showed plenty of passion as she ran her wet muscle along the top and the bottom. And while he could not always see it, Spike could certainly feel when the two tongues met. Those moments were brief, feeling Sweetie’s tongue show a little hesitancy as its tip curled back a bit when meeting with Rarity’s. But as they worked their way up, moaning as they savored the taste, he could feel Sweetie’s willingness and eagerness start to increase. They poked and prodded with the other, brief caresses before departing.

Then came the tip. Pre was gushing out now as twin lips wrapped around it, Rarity and Sweetie kissing each other before Spike’s eyes. The two moaned as they made wet noises, their breasts pressing against each other under Spike’s cock. With great willpower, the Master managed not to throw his head back and cry out as he felt so many things that a single mouth could not do. He felt pressure, like being sucked into a vacuum but pulling in different directions. The tongues were no longer briefly touching, but sliding over the other with his head in the middle. As he sat there, Spike couldn’t help but wonder if the two had made out before he had arrived in order to help Sweetie better acclimate to this new lifestyle of utter perversion and debauchery. Not like it mattered since this first kiss Spike saw between them was far more thrilling.

While the two split their focus between his shaft and each other, the taste of their Master began to overpower them. Spike could feel their moans as they grew lewder while their tongues slid over the slit in order to get his precum. Each time, they focused on it a little bit more as they forgot about the other. More and more, Spike could see that Sweetie was starting to become addicted much like her sister.

Speaking of which, Rarity being the hopeless addict that she was soon pushed Sweetie to the side so that she could have the wonderful cock all to herself. “A pity you can’t see this,” said Spike as Rarity took his shaft all the way, her eyes rolling into the back of her skull while her lips wrapped tightly around the pillar of her desire. “Because then you would be able to see your fate. What you have willingly chosen to become. A greedy little cock slut, begging for your Master’s milk to fill your belly. To have it become your favorite meal, coating every piece of food. Feeling it slosh in your belly as I shoot it directly into you. Can you imagine it?”

“...yes...,” moaned Sweetie, her voice sounding lost in her own fantasy as she got back up. Her body swayed a little, cheeks still red as she no doubt heard Rarity. The elder of the two was loudly bobbing her head up and down Spike’s shaft, making sure to coat it. Spike could see thick stands of saliva forming and connecting to the mare’s lips, watching them connect and break over and over again while Rarity looked like she was having an out of body experience. Her eyes were still up turned, almost making the brilliant fashion designer look utterly vacant, as though her mind had been washed out to sea in wave after wave of pleasure.

“Rarity,” moaned Sweetie as she touched her sister. Rather than pushing her off to the side to have the cock for herself, Sweetie took hold of her sister’s breast to squeeze it. “I’m sure Master would like to see this. Oh Rarity.” Again she squeezed her sister’s breast, Spike watching as Sweetie lowered her head before kissing the upper portion of Rarity’s breast. Quickly she detached before striking again, lower this time while moaning her sister’s name. Twice more she did this before finding her sister's taut nipple, made all the more inviting by the harness rings, and latching on with gusto. Rarity gasped, pausing in her cock sucking as Sweetie began to suck on her breast before pulling away. Swiftly, Sweetie latched on again as she moaned Rarity’s name while doing so. The younger mare seemed to now be sucking with all her might if her cheeks were any indication. And judging by Rarity’s still head and blissed out complexion, she was doing so much more. Perhaps her tongue was circling the ring as well as the nipple while occasionally giving it a small flick.

A growl escaped Spike’s throat, unhappy that his pony pet had stopped. Grabbing her by the horn, he began to roughly force her head back and forth. Rarity’s mouth and throat tightened at this rough treatment, glarking over and over in a helpless fashion. She did not resist, only accepting this fate for as long as her Master wished of her.

“Take it all!” roared Spike after a bit, shoving her off his cock and watching as she fell backwards. His claw flew towards his dick, stroking it hard and fast while pointing it directly at Rarity’s face as she laid on her side, coughing and sputtering as her senses returned. Spike’s fangs tightened at seeing his beloved in this state, arousing him all the more. All traces of the elegant mare he had pined for were gone, leaving nothing but a wanton slut in her place just for him. Completely enthralled by him. Several grunts escaped him before he let out a howl, shooting his seed directly in her face. The large globs flew in ropes, the first one hitting her right between the eyes while the second hit her lips. He could see her lips opening slowly, a bit of her tongue reaching out to spoon his seed, but more cum was launched hitting her in the face. Soon, he could barely see past the mask she wore as large blobs of cum were rolling down her face and onto her shoulders and breasts. However, his dick remained rock hard. He could feel his balls hard at work producing more cum, no doubt faster than any pony ever could.

As Rarity continued to lick her lips, Spike’s eyes fell on Sweetie Belle. The poor mare could no doubt smell the scent of his seed, its aroma affecting her. Her panties were already drenched, a hand reaching down to rub her lower lips while her other hand went to play with her breast. She squeezed it while her tongue began to lull and her breaths became little more than pants.

“Rarity, on second thought, why don’t you share,” said Spike with a grin. Rarity’s head flung up to look at him, clearly surprised as she tried her best to see regardless of the threat of dragon spunk getting in her eyes. Sweetie’s body jolted as she overheard, her face looking a little shocked. But there was desire in it.

“Yes Master,” purred Rarity, her eyes going back to their prior half lidded appearance before she turned towards her younger sister. She did not crawl on all fours, but instead moved on her knees. No doubt to keep as much cum on her body as possible. Sweetie backed away a little, clearly a little nervous, but soon Rarity had wrapped her arms around Sweetie’s neck. For a moment, the two stood there, breasts pressed against each other, Rarity’s now tender nipples grazing Sweetie’s aching one. Sweetie was breathing more heavily now, her blush growing as she was now so close to Spike’s scent.

“Rarity, I-I don’t know,” stammered Sweetie. “Your breast was one thi-” She got no further as Rarity closed the minor distance between them in order to kiss. Cum was now being smeared onto each other’s faces as the two began a furious make out session, bands of cum connecting them. Sweetie’s hands reached out to grab Rarity by the hips, pulling her sister closer to her while Spike could see her tongue diving deep into the other’s mouth.

Soon they began to lick each other off. Long but swift strokes of the tongue fell on the other’s face, lapping up the cum they could get before returning to kiss each other. Spike grinned, watching as the two began to share his cum as it stuck to their tongues. The two moaned louder and louder, their desire growing. Sweetie was soon pulling away from Rarity more, her tongue moving across the fashionista’s face until it was all cleaned up. It was adorable for Spike to see Sweetie licking Rarity’s face like a lost puppy, searching for more cum but finding none. But Sweetie would not be dissuaded so easily. Once she realized that Rarity’s face had been picked clean, she moved down towards her breasts. There she lapped away, causing the elder sister to coo as Sweetie’s skilled tongue ran all the way down to her breasts and flicked the nipples for good measure.

It was only when Sweetie had decided to shove her face in the valley of Rarity’s cleavage did Spike make an advance towards his newest possession. Getting off the bed the dragon grabbed her roughly, his claws digging slightly into her flesh causing her to cry out in shock and alarm before she was tossed onto the bed. She tried to get up, but Spike placed his claws on her shoulders to keep her down on her back. After only a moment’s struggle, Sweetie understood that he wanted her this way. She laid still, allowing the dragon to pull her head towards the bed’s edge.

“Open wide,” said Spike, his voice ringing with amusement and excitement. Slowly, Sweetie Belle did as instructed, opening her maw as wide as it could. Then, when Spike saw that it could open no further, he mercilessly rammed his cock into her throat.

Sweetie Belle’s eyes opened wide behind her blindfold as Spike’s cock shot to the back of her mouth and down her throat. Though it swiftly glided across her tongue, Sweetie could still get a brief taste of Spike’s amazing flavor from the droplets of cum. However, this lasted far shorter than she would have liked, a cry escaping her when it hit the back of her mouth. She could then feel her throat stretch out for she had never had something so large in there before, swiftly moving deeper and deeper. Master Spike did not stop until he was all the way inside, his majestic balls smacking against her nose when he finally paused as if to savor this conquest.

Then, he began to fuck her throat in earnest. There was no time for Sweetie to get used to anything as her new Master’s hips began to buck wildly, the masculine odor of his balls assaulting her each time his sack hit her nose. She would feel the bulge in her throat as it was forced to widen in order to accommodate him, feeling like it would be forever molded so as to better pleasure him. What’s more she felt his claws reach over to grab her breasts, squeezing them roughly before pinching her nipples. More than once she felt a sting on her breasts, feeling like she had been slapped there. But…she never felt his claws leave her body! Had it been her imagination? Had Rarity done it? Or had her Master used his tail?

Sweetie’s heart began to race as she felt her legs being spread, though she knew it had to be Rarity. She could feel her sister’s soft hand on her thighs, hands she was becoming more intimate with as the night progressed, pulling down her panties. Her sister was now looking right at her winking pussy, dripping with love juice and was so close that Sweetie could feel her breath against her sex. As she was coming to terms with this, Rarity then slid her tongue against her lower lips running it along their length. Another scream shot from the mare’s throat, tears beginning to form before flowing freely down her face while her sister began to lap away at her sex.

But there were no tears of misery or sadness. No, Sweetie was overjoyed at this rough treatment, for it told her much! Her Master was pleased with her! His cock was not going limp in her throat, only continuing to get harder and harder. She could feel bits of his precum in her throat, something that only seemed to grow more and more. Master Spike was gripping her breasts harder, feeling them up in a way that she knew meant he liked them. After all, had he not, he would have just let go. As for her sister, this had to mean that she had been accepted truly and completely! It just made too much sense! The world she knew before was shattering as a new one was quickly forming around her. One where her Master’s pleasure, helped in part by her body, was all that mattered. Morals ceased to exist and the only laws were those created by him. Belonging to him was the only thing that mattered!

These thoughts continued and were solidified as Spike’s load was shot down her throat. Sweetie’s back arched, her cunt moving momentarily away from her sister’s face as she felt the heat of his sperm hitting the rough parts of her throat as it made its way to her stomach. Her eyes twitched as they rolled back into her skull, feeling her stomach begin to fill as the large mass of cum began to stretch her belly. At the same time, Rarity began to up her attack on her cunt, lapping away at her clit while Sweetie writhed in pleasure. Her only regret was that she could not taste her Master’s sperm this time. But perhaps, if she was a good little slut for him, he would reward her.

“Good slut,” said Spike, a grin on his face as he pulled his cock out of Sweetie Belle’s mouth. Several thick bands of saliva and cum continued to connect them, falling onto her forehead as they broke in a perverted baptism. His newest mare panted, her breasts jiggling slightly with the effort. But, despite this, she had a silly lopsided smile on her face. Glancing over at her belly, Spike could see a slight bulge there caused by his own orgasm. Not enough to make her look pregnant or anything like that but instead it seemed like she had a bit too much to eat.

“Rarity,” he said, looking over at his first slave. The elder sister was on her belly, ass up and shaking while face deep into Sweetie Belle’s cunt. It was arousing to hear her loudly slurping away as she lapped at the pussy before her with vigor. But Spike’s amusement began to fade as Rarity seemed to be a little too focused on her sister, not hearing her Master’s command. Something he would have to teach her in the upcoming nights. Rather than speak again, Spike’s tail swung around to strike at his mare’s back like a whip. While the blow wasn’t nearly as powerful as what he would normally do to her flack, he could see the red mark he left while her head jerked up. Now Spike could see her reddening face, looking embarrassed and aroused at the time.

“Come here,” he ordered simply. Rarity did not need to be told twice. With a sultry smile on her face she began to crawl forward, her flank sashaying as she went. She also seemed to make sure that Sweetie felt it, the elder sister’s nipples tracing along the other’s prone form who gasped while coming down from her bliss filled high. Their breasts pressed against each other and, for a moment, it looked like Rarity would lay there and hold Sweetie Belle close. But no, she remained up on all fours waiting for her Master’s command.

“Tell me slut, how does your little sister taste?” demanded Spike, his claw reached down to grab Rarity by her bun like it had been the night before. Rarity gasped as he did so, looking up at him as if curious to what would happen next. “Well, answer me! You had your muzzle all the way between your sister’s legs, nose pressed against her cunt! How much did you enjoy tasting your younger sister?”

“She’s,” began Rarity, her eyes glancing downward towards Sweetie. “She’s…addicting Master.” Spike let out a hum before suddenly pulling Rarity’s mouth to his own. As she was caught unaware by this sudden move, her mouth remained open allowing Spike to capture it in a kiss. Spike heard her moan lewdly, her eye lashing fluttering against his scale’s while his serpent-like tongue moved along her mouth.

“Hmm,” he went after he pushed her away roughly, claw still holding her by her mane. “If that was just a watered down sample, then I’d say you are right. Sweetie does live up to her name.” A wicked grin then appeared on his face as he looked at Rarity right in the eyes. He even pulled her face closer to his so that she was forced to look into his dominant eyes. “You are a naughty, naughty little slut. I bet I’ll be coming come everyday to find your head right between your sister’s legs as you lap out her dirty sex. Forgetting all about your Master as you enjoy your new favorite snack.”

“No!” wailed Rarity, her eyes now filled with fear. “That younger slut tastes good, but nothing compares to the taste of your cum!” Her face began to blush madly as she looked like she was recalling something divine. Spike could feel her body shuddering with delight. “If this slut had a choice, she would drink her Master’s milk all day and night. From a bowl on the floor, lapping it up like the dirty bitch that I am! So thick, so hot, so…heavenly. Master, your loyal slut doesn’t think she can live without your cum anymore!”

“Good answer,” said Spike, his other claw reaching out to pinch his top mare’s nipple. Rarity let out a cry of pain and bliss, her back arching as Spike twisted it a little. A part of him wanted to keep her like this, twisting her nipples while perhaps getting her on her knees so that she could suck his cock some more. But no, there were things he had to do. “Rarity, I’m starting to get hungry. Get to work on my sister sandwich!” Spike punctuated this command by slapping Rarity’s flank with his tail, making her squeal as he released her.

His slutty slave worked quickly, knowing exactly what he wanted. Sweetie was still a little out of it and without magic it took some effort to turn her around on the bed so that her legs were spread before Spike. Once that was done, Rarity again crawled on all fours so that she was on top of her sister until they were face to face. Carefully Rarity lowered herself, their nipples pressing into each other as she did and their pussies lining up well. Judging by the gasp that Sweetie Belle made along with her sister, their clits were touching as well making the picture all the more perfect.

With his cock still rock hard, he held it with one claw as he approached the two. Grinning with delight at seeing his sexy horde, Spike began to jerk his dick up and down to tease the two mares who moaned delightfully. The two were holding each other... no, embracing each other in a way more like lovers than sisters. He could see just how close their mouths were to each other, almost looking like they were going to kiss once more. While delightful to see, Spike instead entered Rarity’s love tunnel in a single thrust to make his prime bitch cry out.

His movements were swift, without a shred of mercy at all as Rarity lifted her head up to cry out. There was no need to go slow with her for Rarity’s sex had long since been molded to his shape. Not too tight nor too loose, fitting around his cock like a slick glove oozing its juices from every side. Every thrust was met by a small burst of fluids to wet everything as well as to create an arousing ‘smacking’ sound. As for his first slave, she was feeling it. Her head was raised so that her bosom was pressed harder into Sweetie’s while the two held each other tightly, their sexes rubbing against each other with every thrust he made.

But rather than fucking his favorite toy until they both came, Spike was a bit more interested in his newest one. With his cock nice and wet, he pulled out of Rarity’s cunt as she laid there panting slightly. Carefully he lowered himself just a bit in order to line his member with Sweetie’s hole, hearing her gasp as she felt his tip against her folds. Before he entered, he looked up seeing that Rarity had her head turned to look at him with a loving smile on her face.

“Are you ready Sweetie?” Spike asked as he teased the mare’s slit a bit more, lightly probing her folds so that the tip was just barely in. “Once I enter you, there will be no going back.”

Sweetie panted a little faster. “Please Master, make me your bitch,” Sweetie begged. “I’ve wanted this for so long, being yours. M-Make me more like Rarity. Turn me into nothing more than a sex toy that you will never throw away. Work my pussy, my ass, and my mouth until they’re perfect for you. Make me,” Sweetie paused for a moment to gulp loudly as if to steel herself, “your slutty slave.”

“As you WISH!” roared Spike, his cock piercing through her folds for the first time. Though it had been a long time since his cock had been in a fresh mare, he found the feeling of a tight mare to be exhilarating. The walls clamped around his flesh, the underbelly stimulating the floor of her passage in a way that was making Sweetie cry out. More and more he pressed on slowly, on occasion pulling back before giving a massive thrust forward.

As Sweetie twitched on the bed, Rarity was there for her sister. Gently Rarity hand caressed the younger’s cheek in a soothing fashion while Spike’s cock claimed more of her insides. The older mare knew what sort of pain and pleasure Sweetie was feeling for the very first time, blowing away any previous concepts of pleasure. And through it all, she kept an eye on her master as he went deeper and deeper into Sweetie. It was only when Spike’s cock was fully inside her, the tip touching the entrance to the poor mare’s womb, did Rarity turn her gaze away from Spike towards her sister.

“Congratulations,” said Rarity, her tone heartwarming as she lightly kissed her sister’s cheek. “You finally have Master Spike inside you, ready to fill you up with his sperm like a true cum dump. Is it everything you wished for?”

At first, Sweetie let out a groan. “Yes,” she managed to say, her voice gaining strength. “Please Master, fuck me!” Despite having Rarity on top of her, Sweetie began to squirm wildly. Her legs tried and failed to wrap around Spike to pull him closer as she began to plead with him with heavy desire in her voice. “Fuck me, rut me, fill me with everything you have until I burst! Morning, noon, or night it doesn’t matter! It feels so good having you inside me! Fuck my brains out until the only thing I can understand is pleasing you! Squeeze my tits, sir. Bite my nipples! Do whatever you want with me, just don’t stop fucking me!”

“That was the plan bitch,” growled Spike, his cock somehow harder now. He pulled back a little before slamming back into her. He could feel her juices flowing madly, almost to the point where she was squirting against his hips. But he was just getting started.

Cock twitching, Spike began to fuck Sweetie. Not in the slow, loving manner one saw in movies (something that he and Rarity would laugh at and call ‘kid’s stuff’). No, what he was now doing to her was something far more. Sweetie Belle was on the big kids ride…or something more. Spike was pounding away at her pussy like a jackhammer showing no mercy for the mare whose legs he was in between. With each thrust his fat cock would twitch, pressing against her inner walls in different ways and rubbing against them. The friction this caused must have been great, for Sweetie began to scream aloud, her body twitching underneath Rarity. Pretty soon, Spike could feel her having mini orgasms, the walls of her tunnel of pleasure tightening around his cock while her marecum began to lightly squirt out. Her hands soon gripped the sheets beside her, clenching at them as if holding on for dear life. Spike grinned, knowing that her wish had come true. She was now more like Rarity alright, as it would be a miracle if she ever felt pleasure from a pony’s cock after this!

Her first true orgasm came several minutes after they started, her mouth open in a silent scream as her juices were launched from her filled cunt. Sweetie’s body almost seemed to grow rigid, her teeth chattering as if she had suddenly become cold while Rarity kissed and licked her neck. At the same time Rarity also had one of Sweetie’s rock hard nipples caught between two fingers, pinching them to send ever more pleasure into the mare’s brain. Spike could see Sweetie’s tongue begin to hang out as her orgasm lessened, her face looking incredibly dopey in the moment that he was sure that if she wasn’t wearing her blindfold her expression would have been crossed eyed! Yet, for Spike, the build up was still in progress. He continued to pound away, his treasure’s clits rubbing together more and more.

Another orgasm came to Sweetie, driving her further up the wall as Spike fucked her without mercy. Sweat was now covering her body, the room heavy with the scent of musk and sex. The bed forever stained with mare fluids never to be fully cleaned. But neither of his mares seemed to mind it at all. Sweetie’s mind was lost in the sea of pleasure, his cock hitting her in ways she never thought possible and bringing her to new plateaus of bliss. Each thrust cementing all the more who she belonged to, sealing her fate.

“I want to hear you say one more time,” growled Spike as Rarity moved down to capture one of Sweetie’s nipples in her mouth. Rarity was sucking on them hard, her cheeks indenting as she did so. “Tell me who this slutty pony pussy belongs to?”

“Yours, everything is all yours Master Spike,” came the delirious cry of Sweetie. “Every hole, every part of my body; this slutty slave gives to you.”

“Good slut,” grunted Spike, his claws reaching down to grab Sweetie’s thighs as he spoke. His thrusts became more powerful, more forceful than before while his prime pet continued to suckle on Sweetie’s tits. Both could see that Sweetie was near her wits end, the wires in her brain overloaded beyond anything she had ever experienced before. Words were coming out at random, merging with each other when she could make them. Spike wondered if she was seeing stars or, well, anything for that matter given how blissed out her expression seemed to be growing.

Finally, Spike came. His hot seed flowed into his new pet slut like a raging river, coating everything in its path. This stimulated the areas his cock had made sensitive, sending massive waves of pleasure running through her body as she gasped loudly and sucking in air like there was no tomorrow. His cum was now overflowing out of her and, upon seeing that, Spike hilted fully inside her to plug it up as much as he could. Her belly seemed to bulge, filling her womb past its breaking point. Oh, if only she had been in heat, there would have been no doubt that the dragon had knocked her up.

As Spike slid out of Sweetie, allowing a large glob of his seed to spill out of her and onto the floor, Rarity climbed off her sister. She crawled like a beast to where the cum lay, lapping it up without having to be ordered as her flank wagged from side to side in front of her Master. Still grinning, cock still hard, Spike looked down at his prized pet as his tail smacked her flank. A cry rang out, but her tail remained flagged so as to better entice him to use her.

Well, it would be undrakely for him not to! Taking hold of his cock, Spike bent down until he was level with her flank. But rather than aiming for her birthing tunnel, the greedy dragon aimed for her other hole. His mighty dick slid in, needing only a tad bit of pressure from him as her plot had been used so many times before. As the head entered, Rarity lustfully moaned as she paused in her floor clean up while her upper body began to lose its strength. Her arms began to shake the more he entered her until finally they gave out on her, her breasts squishing against the floor while her face landed onto the side in a pool of cum. Rather than look annoyed, her eyes seemed to lose focus as the scent of his masculine dominance filled her lungs.

Once he was inside, Spike slapped her on her cutie mark with his claws but left them on the burning cheeks as he savored her tightness. Like her pussy, her backdoor had had the pleasure of being filled with his cock so that it had been molded to better fit it. A bit tighter than her pussy, clamping down on him from all sides, but not as tight as their first time. It was also clean inside as Rarity always made sure to do so before they began anything in bed. Just in case.

With his moments pause over, Spike began to rut Rarity in earnest. His hips struck her backside as his claws lightly raked at her sides. They both knew that when they were done there would be marks there for days, but neither of them cared. Rarity right now was being the true anal slut that she was, feeling it far more in her ponut than she did in her dirty cunt. Her face was now being dragged back and forth like a washrag on the floor, smearing the cum all over it as well as the floor. Her arms never seemed to regain their strength as they just laid there limply, uselessly plopped on her side as he reached deep inside her. Spike could see bubbles of cum appearing near her mouth when she breathed or tried her best to speak what little she could. Words like ‘Master’ and ‘Yes’ seemed to be the only things her imaginative mind could conceive of at the moment.

A thrill filled Spike at seeing his love like this, knowing that he alone was bringing her to the brink in such a pleasurable way. His cock swelled with joy at feeling the mare’s insides. But, upon glancing to his side, he realized that he was forgetting about his newest slut. So he reached out with his tail to wrap it around her slightly bloated waist before pulling her over. Her body was only slightly limp, her mouth still giving him a stupid little smile as she was brought over to his side.

“All mine,” growled Spike before his lips connected with her nipple. Sweetie cooed with delight, moving her arms for the first time to shakily wrap around his neck. While his eyes were focused on her breast flesh, he could feel her head resting on his as his fangs teased at her sweet little nubs which he sucked on. His tail eventually unwrapped, Spike moving an arm to catch and hold up his shiny new treasure without releasing his mouth from it. However he was not done with his tail as it snaked down to her sore sex, the ridges on it running over her sore sex.

“Yes! Yours!” cried Sweetie as Spike continued to play with his two mares, pleasuring them at the same time.

After many long minutes, Spike felt another orgasm erupt. His hot seed had not diminished from the last several blasts he had fired, but instead had only grown more powerful with each load. Rarity let out a sound somewhere between a squeal and a moan as she was filled, the heat of his foal batter filling up her white belly from her back end. More and more was shot in, her stomach bloating just a bit as he dropped Sweetie to the floor.

“Keep it in,” said Spike as he began to pull out. Rarity nodded, not seeming to care in the least about the cum still on the floor. Instead, her focus was on tightening her little star so that only a tiny stream of her drake’s love could escape.

“Now,” breathed the dragon as he turned to Sweetie, seeing that she was on her back and breathing so hard that her chest bounced with every breath. “Time to take that final hole.” Sweetie grinned happily, her arms sluggishly reaching to her flank where she then spread them as far as she could. Giving her Master full permission to take her with no hesitation.

“Please, give this slut more of your wonderful cum Master,” she spoke, barely above a whisper. Though she could not see it, Spike nodded in approval as he reached down for her thighs. In a single motion, he lifted them up and bent her over until her hooves were on top of her shoulders. It was then that Spike noticed something he hadn’t: a butt plug was firmly encased in her rear passage.

“Seems like my prized pet made sure you were ready for this,” Spike said as his lips moved towards the handle of the plug. He gripped it with his teeth, the taste of latex filling his mouth as he pulled it out and with a jerk of his head tossed it to the side. “How kind of her.” No more words were said as Spike lined up his cock with her virgin hole, slowly pressing it downward into her. Sweetie cried out, both in pain and pleasure but did not tell him no. Bit by bit, he slowly entered her, and like with her pussy, planned on shaping this hole so that it would forever remember the shape of his dick.

As he sank in deeper and deeper, Spike’s tail went to get Rarity’s attention. He tapped her several times as she laid there, her eyes slowly gaining focus as the world returned to her. It was only when he was halfway inside Sweetie, her breath quickening again, causing her breasts to bounce slightly, that she finally rose. Without a word, he pointed to Sweetie’s face and, like the good slave that she was, Rarity understood what her Master wanted of her. Rarity stood, her legs shaking to the point where she nearly fell over, but she did not. Instead she walked over to Sweetie so that she stood with her legs between the younger’s head before squatting down.

And now, with Spike’s cock fully inside Sweetie Belle once more, he moved for her final test of the night. His tail reached over to her head, sliding next to it like a serpent before pushing the blindfold off her face. His newest treasure slowly opened her eyes, her breath caught in her lungs as she no doubt stared up at her sister’s clenched ponut.

“You have such a good sister, don’t you Sweetie Belle,” said Spike as he pulled back a bit before thrusting forward. “So generous to have you join us. To get you all dressed up and even prepare this tight little hole. I think you should say thank you by cleaning out all of my cum from her ass!” Sweetie stared upwards for a moment, a whimper escaping her each time Spike began to slam his cock deep into her insides. Yet she did not object, a dreamy look appearing on her face as her head lifted up and her tongue was stuck out. While Spike couldn’t see it, he could hear the sounds of a wet lapping along with pleasured hums in Sweetie’s voice.

Spike was spurred on by this, thrusting deeper into Sweetie as he looked up at Rarity. His prime pet had closed her eyes, teeth clenched as she felt her sister’s tongue probing around her backdoor before entering. Cum was no doubt dropping down onto Sweetie’s face in large globs and, by the animalistic sounds she made, consumed what she could with the vigor of a dog. And like that they continued for however long it took for Spike to unleash yet another load into Sweetie Belle.

“Did I,” gasped Sweetie as she lay pressed up against Spike’s chest as he held her, the two laying on the floor with the dragon’s back against the side of the bed. Holding her possessively with his arms, claws resting on each breast in a more gentle manner than before. He could feel her nipples were slowly beginning to soften as he pressed into her softness. His tail wrapped around one of her legs while his wings pressed against her side. “Did I please you Master? Did Sweetie do…good?”

“You did,” purred Spike into her ear while Rarity reentered the room, a small bundle in her arms. Seeing it, Spike nodded before releasing his claws causing Sweetie to let out a whine of protest. But he ignored her as Rarity moved besides them, handing Spike a collar. A gasp was heard by the three as Spike easily positioned it around Sweetie’s neck, his mare’s hand reaching up to touch it. While he fastened it, Rarity was putting the other item on her: a stocking mask just like the one she wore.

“Now,” said Spike as the collar clicked into place. “You belong to me.” He paused, opening his wing to envelope Rarity as he pulled her in as well. Soon they were side by side, a claw on each breast. “Both of you are mine. So get a little rest, because round two will begin soon.”

“Yes Master,” said the two sisters in a dreamy tone while Spike captured a nipple from each in his mouth.