Make 'Em Cry

I tackled the last mare and got her in a hooflock and began to slowly twist her neck off after having sent one of the stallions down a set of stairs with one of his entrails neatly tied around the top pole. The look on his face had been priceless as he looked from the rend in his gut to the pole, that flash of realisation before I kicked him down was hilarious. Ah man, it was even more hilarious shouting ‘Guess you just... don’t have the guts!’ before that haymaker was just the cherry on top. It had been easy to tackle this filly, she had just stood shaking in this corner the whole fight, looking ready to piss herself. Speaking of which, she was doing just that right now... had to say she seemed awfully well hydrated going by how she almost painted that entire section of the wall. I had to say though, my plan had worked surprisingly well so far.

“P-please!” the mare choked out, feebly struggling against my powerful grasp. I contemplating just giving a quick yank, ending her miserable life painlessly, or if I should drag it out for a bit. Then again, she had submitted willingly without a fight. I had standards after all, and torturing somepony that just gave herself to you was just low. “P-please... I don’t w-want to die... n-not before...” the mare gave a sniffle and shivered in my grasp, her motions becoming more and more sluggish. Not before what? A thought suddenly struck me and I loosened my grip a bit.

“What are you willing to offer?” I asked her coyly. The young mare took several ragged breaths, I guess I didn’t really account for her fragile body when I took that grapple. I watched with a rush of excitement as the mare shook, turning her face to me tears streaming down her face.

“I-I ... I’ll suck your cunt, lick it, e-even your dock.” her face scrunched up cutely as she spoke that word with clear discomfort. Her pupils were dilated and she was sweating profusely and her teeth almost chattered. “Please... I’ll do anything, just don’t kill me... I-I never wanted to come here in the f-first place... but my mot-” I sighed and pushed her over onto her back and loomed over her. She let out a whimper as she hit the ground and I smiled down at her with malice. I had to say I loved how pathetic she was, it was causing my nethers to swell with the blood rushing to them, I felt myself engorging. I could almost feel myself start to drip with anticipation.

I leaned down close and the mare got a look that seemed to tell she was about to shit herself. Which I hoped she didn’t... that would just be messy. I took another whiff of the invigorating mix of ammonia and copper in the air. It was making me faintly nauseated, but more aroused than anything. I gently nipped her ear and whispered into the sobbing mares ear. “You’re a virgin, aren't you?” The sniffle and heavy breathing gave me my answer. This day just got better and better. Not my ideal place to pop a cherry, or method, but heck, I had never tried this before. And I was already soaked down there, besides, this mare gave herself to me. I felt a bit honored actually. I was going to make her come for that.

There was just something very arousing about watching a virgin cum properly for the first time in their lives... oooh... it was fucking hot to watch someone for their absolute first time. They made such cute noises and trembled all over... I’d need to go trade some supplies for a fresh virgin with the Crusaders soon... it was always one of them willing to give their innocence up so the rest of them could get food and essentials. Heck, I was even willing to take one that had been...’nonconsensually used’ for the same price, as long as they haven’t had any ‘proper’ intimacy. I always went extra slow with those... fucking assholes really, at least wait till they are ripe...

Although, I’d had to have a talk with Scoodles after last time, the colt they gave me had just cried the whole time. I was only able to get off twice myself, and him once before I got turned off too much by the wailing. I had been generous enough to let them keep the stuff, but I gave them a warning. I didn’t mind them looking somber or disgusted as I painted their face, but not fucking crying. There was a time and place for everything, and I didn’t want my sensual sexy time to include non-stop weeping. If they were that strongly against banging with me, then I did not want them banging with me. I actually wanted them to enjoy it a little as well, it killed half of the enjoyment otherwise. At least with virgins.

The mare had just been mumbling softly to herself and kept glancing from between my eyes and my crotch. I guess she was expecting me to straddle her muzzle and make her eat me out... hm... I actually wonder... think she planned this? Wouldn’t be too much of a surprise actually. A bit risky, but worth it to have your virginity taken by somepony as amazing as me. I had to admire this filly’s courage. I leaned in and gave her a kiss on the lips. She tried to pull away, but I held her still with a hoof and pushed deeper into the kiss, forcing her mouth open and sucked gingerly on her tongue. Her quiet shaking and sobs roused my arousal even higher. I brushed her mane with my free hoof tenderly as we frenched.

I lost track of time as the foreplay took its time, but by the end of the kissing, she had stopped crying. I broke the kiss and she slowly opened her eyes, breathing calmly, but heavily and looked at me with genuine confusion. “I guess you’re wondering why I haven’t tossed you over and ground, ploughed or forced you to eat me hard yet?” After some seconds came a careful nod. I smiled back and ran one of my wings over her tiny nipples, it barely made her flinch, but I didn’t expect more. “Don’t believe everything you hear about us Reapers... at least not me or Mallet. I treat those that don’t oppose me nice. Granted, I would likely have snapped your neck back there, or left you beaten bloody as a reminder you don’t fuck with the Reapers if you hadn't said something, but do know we’re not that bad as they make us out to be...”

The young mare stared at me for the longest time with her deep silver eyes before swallowing hard. “W-what are you going to do with me miss?” Mmm, I had to say I liked this mare already, she was obedient, knew her place, and polite. Like a pony should be, showing respect to their superiors. I leaned next to her ear and gave it a gentle nip before breathing hot air on it.

“I’m going to make you a mare...” I whispered huskily. The girl flushed beet red and covered her face as I moved down to her nethers. The poor thing was shaking all over, she even tried to cover her moist need with her tail, but I just sat and waited, and soon enough, I heard a deep intake of air, and she parted her legs to the side to allow me easier access, along with dropping her tail. I took in her cute little purple pussy. She had an adorable labia, the left one was twice as long as the right one, but both had a wavy pattern to it. Man, I loved this part. She was almost hyperventilating her eyes were large as saucers, and her marehood was winking at me uncontrollably. I just flashed her a knowing smile and she blushed deeper. I could tell she wanted this, even if she didn’t want to admit it. She had a very thick lubricant as well. Wonder if she was in heat? ... hm, nah, she didn’t smell that strongly, she must just have thick juices.

I knelt down before her and breathed warm air on her sex. The reaction was instant; Another wink and a gasp. This was going to be fun! I nuzzled the area around her dripping folds, running a secondary feather over her outer lips, just at the tip. She made the cutest noises and wiggled her rear. It was incredibly soothing to get to give a girl head. Especially after a fight. She was putty in my hooves.I continued to tease her for a few more minutes. I could see the lust and craving in her eyes. She was almost close to tears with frustration, her front hooves was moving in erratic patterns and her entire body was quivering with tension and build up anticipation. I exhaled another batch of hot air on her sex, and she scrunched up in frustration, her sex basking me in its radiating heat. I meet her desperate eyes and spoke softly. “Tell me what you want, all you have to do is ask... be a good girl a beg for me.”

I had expected her to swallow her pride or something, but she instantly broke down and begged me like a foal wanting it’s mother. “Ple-please! I beg you miss! Make me feel good! I can’t stand it anymore! My sex is burning! Haa... please... just make it stop aching... I... I need you to make me feel good...” Well, I ain’t one to argue with a good thing. Without wasting more time, I placed a wing on either side of her soaked sex and spread her lips apart, getting a nice view of everything she had. I noticed on a quick glance that she still even had her hymen, the fleshy little collar partially visible inside her honeypot. Would have to help her with that later. Usually just stung a little, but could hurt for some. A rather stupid thing in my opinion. I mean, how often did dirt get into the vag anyhow? Besides, if it go inside and stopped at the hymen, you STILL had dirt n your vag. It just didn’t make enough sense to me, I let out a sigh and focused on the task at hoof. Upon having decided I had rubbed her lips long enough, I dove right in and took a good few laps, chewing softly on her flesh.

The mare made gargled moans of pleasure and twitched in delight. Mmm, she had a very tangy, yet soothing flavour. A bit like... Sparkle Cola Rad, but more sweet. I suddenly felt her front hooves against the back of my head, and I tensed up, ready to act, before I felt her shudder and squeak out several happy noises. She gave a few weak thrusts and was panting heavily, trying to press my head tighter against her crotch. I fixed her with a stare and raised one of my eyebrows. I knew she was pent up and wanted me, but really, I had just started eating her. She suddenly froze, breath caught in her throat as she caught my glare, and she bolted back with her hooves and body and was actually hyperventilating now. There was terror in her eyes, along with acceptance. She seemed oddly tranquil for someone that had the face of a pony expecting to be euthanized at any second. I cleared my throat. “Like I said... all you have to do is ask...” I nipped at her smaller lip quite roughly, causing her to yelp in surprise.

I caught a faint whiff of ammonia again, and barely felt a tiny dampness on my cheek. On second thought, playfully biting a mare that though I’d kill her for touching me without permission was not a very bright move, but at least it was minimal, heck barely any at all, most was spreads across that wall and floor over there. Even if I had a urge to knee her into a wailing pile on the floor, right now, I just needed to cool off with some non-murdering activities... Again, she looked like a zebra caught in front of a searchlight. I let out a sigh and gave her a stern glare, I could almost feel her attempting to go limp. “Listen up squirt, I will look over this once since you’re new, but any more accidents, and I will bend yourself far enough to give YOURSELF head... got that?” The mare gulped hard and just slowly nodded before I resumed: “Right, so just so you know: You can have your hooves on my head, I know how it can be, but don’t try and funny buisness, since then I might bite you for real, understood?” The mare just whimpered and nodded again.

I planted a soft kiss where I had bit her, causing the mare to softly coo. I then went on with licking and suckling on the lip, rewarding me with a low, sultry moan. I kept serving her sex for a dozen more seconds before I broke the suction with a wet pop, breathing air over her wet goods. I noticed her hoofsies wriggled as she pressed them to her chest and gritting her teeth. I had to admit, it would have sucked to die never feeling the touch of someone else... I’m glad I was in a mood today, and that they didn’t send someone else to clear out this building. I wrapped my lips around her big one, resulting in a long moan as I gingerly suckled and chewed it’s full length into my mouth and once again began administering oral aid. This time however, as i had more to work with, I went more in for it, sucked harder, went my tongue sloppily travel across her folds.

This time the mare couldn’t contain herself and I once more felt the comforting feeling of hooves resting atop my head... although, I had to say the hair chewing was new. I noticed that she had a lock of my mane in her mouth, muffling her moans. I sucked and toyed with her for another minute before she cried out into a mouthful of my mane and shivered once more, giving a little braver thrusts against my face, even grinding her nethers against my muzzle. That was a good girl, fast learner. It was important to enjoy yourself while it lasted. Assuming she was on top, sometimes they just had to be bottom. I just happened to be gracious enough to be bottom every now and again, I always lead however... bar rare occasions. It was a fun variation from always being on top otherwise. Was nice to just let go sometimes. I kept on sucking though, even after her orgasm died. I wasn’t done with this mare for a while. I could hear her grunt and I felt her wanting to push me away. Already feeling sore? Tsk, we just got started.

I grinned inwardly and noted to myself that this was a good time to make quick reminder if she had learned anything. I locked my lips around hers and resumed my sucking, rapidly picking up my pace. I heard the mare whimper as she began to tremble, she tried to push me away with a little more effort. I focused my attention to her clit and sucked harder, she gave a ... very odd grunt and pushed as hard as she could, from what I assumed, I decided it was time for me to let go, I guessed she wouldn’t be able to push much harder than that, besides, I didn’t want to break my new toy this fast. “That’s a good girl... show me that got some balls! Or do you just have scrambled eggs?” I was once again reminded that I was dealing with a recent ex-virgin as the mare flushed and tried to hide behind her hooves while mumbling nervously. Man, it had been too long ago I broke a new one in, I was loosing my grip a bit. “Erh.. anyhow, forget what I just said... but do know I’ll give you a rare treat, few mares get to experience this. You’re lucky you’re such a doll. Most ponies get to take a few loads and service me, you should feel honored yanno?”

Her blush just intensified as she tried to look away. I just gave her a grin and gingerly took to the air, lifting her flank up with me as I ascended. The mares eyes were fixated against mine as she looked at me with hesitant fear in her eyes. “W-what are you going to do to me miss?” I giggled at how her squeaky her voice had become and only gave her a wry grin in response as I aligned my legs alongside with hers to go along her stomach, it made me pleased inwardly to notice her eyes directly lock at my package as soon as it came into view. It was just so adorable how she tried to suppress her urges. Though, I have to say, I had not ‘collected’ many virgins this way, but she was the first this eager, I took a glance at her still swollen sex and wondered if she got off on being dominated or simply just was so afraid to die a virgin that she just let me have my way with her as it would at least give her a chance to feel pleasure before she died. Or maybe it was something entirely different? Ah well, no use wondering over it, I had a muff to massage.

I skillfully lowered my sex against hers, she let out a soft breath as our wet folds connected with one another. I could tell she was still tense from both worry and the afterglow, this girl really needed to relax. I gave her a warm smile and slowly started grinding my petals against her own flower, eliciting happy noises that made my smile even more genuine. Grinding with eye contact was almost always such a hassle... why was almost everything but simple rutting against us anatomy wise? Then again, we only needed that to reproduce... but then again, why do we have such a high sex drive in that case? Eh, it wasn’t worth worrying over. I let out a soft snort and ground against her hard, making her squeak. “C’mon now, gimme some sugar baby. Wink with me.” I flasher her a grin and winked one of my eyes at her.

She just stared at me with a perplexed look before jolting to attention as I pressed my wet folds hard against hers, flexing my muscles my get my nub to come out of it’s hiding place, feeling myself relax as her supple lips easily ground against my joy buzzer. I looked at her expectantly as I slowed my grinding down to wait for her response. I hoped she at least knew how to wink manually, I had to get into her clit the last time I got her off. Then again, it wasn’t exactly hard to figure out how to wink... you just flexed your lower muscles and focused on your clitoris and pop it’d peek out. She fiddled with her mane before going over to fidgeting with her hooves, looking at me nervously. I just rolled my eyes and was about to speak when I felt her flex underneath me, and shortly after, I could make out a little stiff, yet soft fleshy part prod against my vulva.

I gave her an approving glance, and- sweet Celestia! That expression she gave me! It was just so fucking adorable! She peeked out from behind her mane, lightly shaking but with a hopeful, yet proud little smile. She looked so weak and feeble, I just wanted to make her feel comfortable and good right then and there. I wish I had been close to oragasm, since that look... I had to get her to do things like this again later when I gave her proper training, since I WAS going to cover that face in my affection, and she better flush scarlet when I did... mmn... I was getting all hot and bothered from just thinking about it... fucking tartarus man... why were shy virgins so hot? And why did they have to wear out after a dozen or couple of uses?

There had been that one colt that had lasted for more than I year, I had actually gotten quite attached to him. He always ate me out like a good boy. Probably could’ve lasted for a few more years if it hadn't been for the fact he was killed in a ranger attack... it really sucks, and not sure how he died, but Sanguine assured me it was how it had went down. Didn’t want to give me any more details since he was afraid it could hurt my feelings. I really had no reason to doubt him, why would he ever lie to me? But yeah, it was for the best like he said, I had become far too attached to somepony else. And heck, he was right, I depended on that pony to get me off every morning. And like he said, I was a big girl, I just couldn’t settle for a single pony.

Again... I really had to talk to Sanguine about this, was it common to space out like I did? I wondered if other ponies thought as much as I did inside their heads... I shook the daze out of my head and gave a quick thrust with my hips, pressing our clitorises together, my little mare made a high pitched noise, and I felt her nub retract as she gave small spasms as she made cute little noises. She stopped shivering and back up at me with large eyes and I nodded at her. She bit her lower lip and I could feel the mare unfolding her button once more and I followed up by resuming my treatment, pressing and grinding our clits together. It was just a minor distraction to have to hover at the same time as I was going it, but it wasn’t that big of a distraction to be honest, I had years of practice to get good at things like this. Heck, I could still recall when I barely could stand up when I had an orgasm.

I barely had pressed our sweet spots together for more than half a minute before the vivid, purplish coloured mare let out a low moan and shuddered. I smirked and ground hard against her clit as I watched with amusement how her muscles contracted and moved her supple flesh in a rhythmic motion, I had to tilt my hips to the side to get a good enough view, but it was worth the effort. I just now noticed how she had some speckles on her labia, causing a slight contrast of onyx flesh against the rest of the mostly violet package, bar from the fleshy pink insides behind the folds. And I think I had made out this whole “spot” system worked, if the mare or stallion had a dark coat, they likely had a blackish spot colour, if they had a bright coat, it was most likely a pink spot colour, it was not certain though, I had seen a few examples that went against this. But this one was definitely a keeper, wondered how long I could keep her this adorable?

I heard her make a little grunt of protest as I kept scissoring her throughout her orgasm without slowing down. I could understand her though, it was nice to get to wind down, but I simply just felt like getting off right now, besides, she could take it. It just took me around another half a minute to properly feel myself about to go over the edge, and I had of course been flexing my muscles to prepare for the load... “Ngh... right, lay still now, I’m going to fill you up...” a fuse seemed to fizzle in the filly’s brain as she looked at me with confusion and worry. I rolled my eyes and spoke before she had time to speak: “Squirting? You know, female ejaculation? I’m gonna shoot my load of lubricant in you?” I was honestly surprised by how soft my tone was.

Realization seemed to dawn on her as she slowly nodded, I noticed how she bit her lower lip and looked away. I gave a light snort and began to pound my sex against hers. “Hehe, relax girl, it won’t hurt. And besides, it’s not like I could knock you up if you happened to be in season.” I gave her a tonguesmirk and began to arch my back, managing to catch a faint smile curving her cheeks. I lowered my front hooves and spread her lips apart, revealing her moist tunnel, this was it... had to say I wasn’t the best at this, especially not when hovering. Damn, why’d these things have to be so darn hard? Apart from oral, squirting on anything was difficult shit. Then again, stallions didn’t have it that easy either, granted, they could cum inside someone easily at least... griffins had it chill with their claws.. but then again... not sure I’d want to jab something that pointy inside my cunt... nor rub it along a dick if I’d hypothetically have one.

I’d have to ask a griffin next time I met one if, and how they went on with banging. Heh, would’ve been cool if they had that great control of them as to avoid cutting things if they’d want too. Would be so much fun to give ho- I mean clawjobs with them in that case. Your prey not being sure if they’d get off, or if you “get something off” them hehe... though, that’d be a really mean thing to do. I didn’t stoop to Brass’s level... unless it was one of... ‘those’ people... I made a sudden sharp gasp as I felt my climax hit me with full force, I made an effort to push my load out in a dizzy confusion as I was taken back to reality. It at least felt like I was delivering my juices over to her gaping hole, I pushed closer to not have it spill, but was a bit hard with my hooves in the way. Fuck I had to stop daydreaming. Going with the girls expression, I was making an awkward face right now... hopefully not too awkward, I was going to bang her later. Don’t want her to get an odd first impression of me... or well, odder heh.

Like that time I had been beaten off prior to banging that guy and I came after just a couple of seconds, that had been quite awkward... still fucked him under the carpet, but it had been embarrassing to just shudder and twitch as I shot my load all over his sheath and balls. But heck, how could I know I had to bang a buck that evening? I had just felt like going solo that day, then this guy comes in and like... stuff... in either case, I finished squeezing out the last of my load and flapped off her groin, taking her hind legs in a firm grip with my front ones. “Mmm... so do you like the feel of my load inside of you?” I flashed her a cocky grin as I fluttered down and stood looming over her on my hind legs, head poking up between her legs.

The mare flushed once more, and I had to say her ability to blush amazed me, she did it frequently. “I-It feels nice...” she mumbled out slowly, causing me to swell with pride. If I didn’t know better, I would say she actually didn’t plan this. But I mean heck, it just seemed far too random that she’d just wait in a slaver nest on her own... or well, she wasn’t alone technically, but she stood shivering in a corner, she was easy prey, and anyone knowing me, they know I swiftly dispose of troublemakers, then take my time with those submitting. Come to think of it... it was a quite random impulse of me to try and snap her neck... guess I was just still upset over the whole foal thing downstairs... feh, sex was a great way to let off some steam in either case,and steam had just been let out.

I gingerly started to tilt her legs forward, causing her to let out a low sqeak and I could feel her tense up. “Relax, I’m just going to pour some of the content out over your face. If you catch some in your mouth, I’ll drink the rest out from you...” she gave a small shudder and loosened up a little, shifting her eyes rapidly as she mumbled something and moved a lock of her mane down, starting to nervously chew on it. Really, this filly, well, mare now, must have planned this for quite some time. Maybe she’s a devoted fan? Maybe from the flashers? ...nah, then she ought to have mentioned that, she’d know I’m chill with them. Not all of them approve my ways though, but all still prefer me as their reaper of choice. Kinda funny how they all seem to carry stealthbucks for when Deus strolls by in search for victims... have to say, makes me upset when someone dares to compare me to that freakshow.

I mean, yeah sure, we both screwed ponies... or whatever we happened to be around at the time that could be fucked. But he had no finesse in it. Just mounted and ploughed anything he could get his hooves onto. If he was that before the procedure, or overall. I don’t see why they let him keep his balls. I mean really? What prison would let a sex crazed fuck go around pounding other prisoners? ... okay, I could see a few, but still, that was a small minority... like finding a group of raiders or whatever where only one of the genders raped things, or a scavenger that didn’t loot guns or a giant mutated radigator without teeth that didn’t eat meat. Like, what were the odds that either of those even existed? I COULD see it happen, just not very likely at all... heh, toothless, vegetarian radigator, like that even could exist. How’d what even work or happen?

I shook the silly thought of of my head and pushed her legs further, it was always surprising to me how much I could monologue and trail off in my mind without anything happening in real life. It seemed like I was away for fifteen seconds, max. Going with how she still was nervously chewing on her hair and watched me intently. Yeah, she was definitely too turned on to be faking this. I gave her back a final push, making her grunt slightly due to the unnatural angle of her spine before the lubricant began to drizzle out of her cavern. First couple of drops hit her over the forehead and eyes, making her blink a couple of times and avert her gaze, but she quickly turned back and shakily opened her mouth, trying to lean her head so that she could catch some in her mouth. I snickered slightly at how silly she looked.

It didn’t take much before she managed to catch some... or well, I had poured out at least half of the content before she finally got it, but it’s not like it’s that much to start with... well, still bigger than a male load, but that’s beside the point. Least it didn’t mess up manes... as much... most of the time. I lowered the mare back onto a more straight angle, placed my muzzle against her crotch and lowered her further, making sure to lock my lips around hers. It just took me some more tilting before the rest of the content slid into my mouth. Mmm... juicy! There was just something appealing about drinking your own fresh lubricant form another mares honeypot... least when you did it of free will. But yeah, I coyly guzzled down the remaining of my load as the mare gingerly actually swallowed what she caught. Ha! Knew she was enjoying this.

I let go of her and she lightly hit the floor, breathing quite rapidly. I noticed how she bit her bottom lip and gave a few contractions with her vag, pushing out some apparently elusive jizz from her depths. I snickered as she tried to conceal the fact she was glowing. I gingerly placed a hoof atop her pelvis and pressed lightly, gaining her attention once more as I unfolded my glorious wings. “Right, I’ve decided to be as nice as I’ll properly stretch you out as well, and I can actually say: better me that some random buck or mare with a hoofing fetish, they might actually clumsy or reckless enough to hurt. Now, you might feel a sting, and I dunno if your mother, or whomever raised you told you this but: You got a little fleshy collar thing in your marehood, it’s there to prevent dirt from getting in before your family pride is capable of cleaning itself out. In very, very rare cased it’s faultily made, breaks and bleeds during insertion. Most of the time it just re-adjusts and takes it’s place along with the rest of your goods. Or even does so on it’s own if you’re moving a lot and stuff. So anyhow, gonna fix that problem for you, so yeah, prepare for that it might sting a little. But don’t tense for goddess sake.”

After my insightful speech, I was sure she had gotten all the confidence she needed to fully have her love tunnel officially opened. “W-will it hurt?” she asked in a meek tone that cause me to roll my eyes.

“I just said, it MIGHT sting, now you have till I count to ten to relax, then I’ll unfold my primaries.” I easily slid my wings inside and felt the mare stiffen, her eyes darted drastically around and her breathing picked up as I slowly counted up towards ten. Close at nine she was almost kicking her legs weakly in the air, trying to look for a way out so I gave a long sigh. “Look, just relax girl... you have to do this sooner or later, unless you plan to surgically seal off your opening... which would just need for it to be stretched anyhow, unless you sew it shut or bolted it together, people WILL want to stick things in there, mainly bucks though. But not that rare a mare will want to get up in there.” I gently ticked her insides with my feathers. “So yeah, trust me in this, I’ve broken in more ponies than I have teeth... I know what I’m doing. Besides, like, one out of a hundred mares got a faulty one, max five in that ratio. Do you really think you’d have that bad luck? Besides, it looked normal from what I could see, now stop shaking, or it will definitely hurt.”

Once again, my excellent charismatic skills and understanding for ponies had worked, the girl visibly relaxed after my well placed words and her breathed steadied, I waited around ten more seconds before asking: “So, you ready now? I ain’t got all day you know, be glad I am even taking this much time from my schedule to give you one tartars of a introduction lay.” She just nodded and mumbled her gratitude, I couldn’t hear what she said, but what else could it be? ... okay yeah, it could also be complements, how honored she was or whatnot. But in either case, I gingerly spread my primaries inside of her and she visibly tensed up and shut her eyes as I felt little to none resistance... actually none at all bar from the regular one from the vaginal wall.

“A-are you going to do it soon?” she whispered out after a few seconds of silence.

I let out a snort and laughed. “I already have, it’s done.”

She seemed taken aback at this and opened her eyes. “Really? B-but, I didn’t feel anything...”

I sighed softly and tsk’d her. “I said you might feel a sting, some don’t feel anything, or barely. You seemed to have quite weak muscles in there, and overall. And I think you were partially dilated in there already, so I just finished the job... however, speaking of that, just lean back, I’m gonna jack you off with a wingjob!” Once again, the mare squeaked and blushed. Deciding I had wasted enough time, I simply moved my head to her sex and gave her stiff nub a determined lick, making her buck her hips and a soft moan escaped her lips. This was like... one of the easiest ponies I had broken in... I nibbled and sucked on her pride’s most sensitive part as I carefully moved my wingtip to her prickly inner sweet spot and began to push. She might be sore from being expanded, was no use to cause her unnecessary discomfort if I tried to get her to blow a load. I barely had kept it up for a minute before she started to twist and turn, her breathing sped up and she let out a strained whisper. “M-miss... I-I am going to... going to...” her face contorted in the most adorable way I’d yet seen, and I sped up my treatment, happily lapping at her exposed, throbbing erection.

“Hush now, just let it out...” I cooed huskily, the mare whinned and arched her back, and I felt her surprisingly weak muscles clench and contract around my wing, but no money shot came. Shame... guess she wasn’t a natural, or she was holding back on me for some reason. I kept rubbing her clitoris as she cried out in pleasure. She was very quiet for a virgin, but once her body stopped writhing in pleasure she looked up at me as I got up from my knees with glazed eyes. She mouthed a silent ‘thank you’. And slumped her head back. Oddly enough, she looked like she was ready to die... she really ought to know better. I don’t kill my pets. Sure, it happens I snap the neck of some fucker I made eat me out, but they had it coming in that case. I never do that to aspiring toys. I think I was going to keep her for a few weeks. At least till she could down a bucket of lubricant without questioning it. Ah, that was always fun to teach the new ones to do.

I got up and cracked my neck gingerly, then flopped my hindquarters onto her muzzle. “Now, how about you do some of that sucking you promised?” There was a moment of hesitation, but soon sh- oh hello! The mare took my entire labia in her mouth and sucked on it like it was... I dunno, her mother teat? Whatever the comparison, it made one of my hind legs kick out into the air, fuck that felt good! She even grazed my meat timidly with her lips and teeth as she went. There was a very clumsy motion to it, yet her frightened enthusiasm did more than enough for me, think this is what they called’ beginner's luck’. Not to mention my own throbbing sex eased the whole thing, I was constantly clenching and flexing my insides to milk out my juices. It actually didn’t take me more than a minute to reach my peak. “Nghh... open your mouth, and don’t spit or I’ll break your ribs!”

I arched my back and ground my sex against her muzzle as I felt her open up, and shortly after bliss shoot throughout my body as my faucets broke and my load flowed into her mouth, stream after stream of my warm, slick affection. I felt her tense up under me, but she slowly relaxed into it. And then I heard the heavenly sound of someone swallowing, just gulping it down. I shivered and felt my nethers tingle pleasantly as I heard the last of my gift to her slide down her throat. I slowly got off her with warmth spreading through me. My pride was still erect and at attention. I guess I had time for another go.

“That’s a good girl... now let me give you another treat.” I turned around in time to see a strand of lubricant detach from my sex and drip down over her chest. She was panting heavily and looked near collapse. I guessed I had drained most of her energy from this. I grinned widely. “You liked that, didn’t you?” The mare looked ashamed, slowly nodding, not looking me in the eyes. I felt my pride swell, both of them actually, before shuffling down next to her, locking my hind legs over hers, pressing our sexes together. Oh... she had that look... she wanted me, but was ashamed or disgusted over it. The fact riled me up even more. As I began to rub our warm flesh together, letting out a soft coo in delight.

I quickly hoisted her rear up in the air and caught it nimbly between my hooves, I immediately pulled her hood back with one of my primaries, then began sucking hard on her clitoris. This however caused her to cry out more than audibly. A sensitive girl are we? I could tell by how her voice cracked and how her eyes rolled back I had pushed her over the edge. I readied my wings, and as soon as she screamed at the top of her lungs, I plunged my feathers inside carefully and yanked them to the side with grace, stretching her clenching walls just a bit, enough to cause a sudden sharp choke. She looked up at me with a mix of pain and pleasure clouding her mind, she had a look that implied betrayal, but I just winked down at her as I kept sucking on her nub, an action that just made her bite her lip and thrust her hips against my face, letting out another cry of pleasure. I’d have fun milking this girl dry...

In between weak leg flailing and ragged gasps, I toyed with her button by altering from kisses, flicked and the occasional gentle bite. I watched her spasms as another orgasm shot through her. I had been right, this was more fun than I imagined, She had a very cute clit as well, kinda big, but not much labia to speak of. “Puh.. pahlls.. please.. s-s-top... so shre...” I pressed hard against her pubic bone and sucked as hard I could around her clit while swirling my tongue around it. I was going to have her cherry popping be the most intense fuck of her life. All motion of coherent speech gargled off in a guttural noise as her entire body shook, then went limp, her head slumping to one side and her eyes fluttered shut. I grinned like a madmare. Fucking sweet, I made a mare pass out from pleasure. Score!

I let go of her motionless body and it hit the floor with a silent thud. Drool escaped her upper pair of lips, just as some lubricant slid down her lower pair. Heh, the sight made me smile. I didn’t have time to bask in my awesomeness as I heard a distressed voice cry out “Sis! NO!” I turned just in time to see a teary eyed colt lunge against me, I deftly slapped the child away, causing him to have the breath knocked out of him as he hit a fallen girder, eliciting a painful snap from one of his legs. And within seconds the colt was clutching his leg and bawling his eyes out. Sheesh, I really had to learn my own strength... I can’t help that I’m so perfectly amazing I practically sweat awesome.

I walked over to the miserable heap of pony and got ready to crunch his skull under my hoof when a thought struck me. Firstly, he had called at the mare I jus dropped, and judging from the angle and direction he came from, he must have just passed the corner, and the timing would have been about when I just held her by the flanks, then just dropped her ass down. So from that perspective, I guess it looked like I just could have finished her off, non-sexually I mean. Secondly, he did call her sister. And thirdly, he totally flunked up his attack, and I didn’t get hurt, so may just spare him... even might have some fun with him. I gave the buck a look over. Young, earth pony, fuchsia coat with burgundy mane. I’d say he was around twelve to fourteen years old. The smile returned to my lips: Ripe enough for me to harvest...

I strode up to the colt and towered over his huddled up form. I heard a sharp intake of air through grit teeth before seeing him unleash a flurry of blows that just clattered against the hull of my powerhooves. Quite frankly pathetic... but who could blame the child, he had no chance whatsoever against someone as mighty as myself. After several winces and much crying he simply lay there breathing heavily. I had to admit I was impressed he hadn't soiled himself yet.

“So, you really though you had a chance to even dent my coat, did you now?” I grinned at the stupid little foal sniffling before me. “Now, I can start with that your sister is a very good little filly, she knows her place, unlike you... I think you need to be taught some discipline...” I circled his little body and inspected him. He looked a bit too clean for a wastelander... oh, I just got an idea how to make this even more fun... I reached into my holster I carried for longer travels and got up my... I only have one Sparkle Cola left? Not even Sarsaparilla? Dang, bust have lost it during the fight outside... I really ought to get a lid for this holster... ah well, I could do without that, or my water... or wait, I needed to re-hydrate, so I could waste this on some filly or colt-toy...

I glanced at the nearby wall, looking at the stains. Well, shucks, was the best option so far, and not like it backlashes on me, I’d already got my quota of making out with her. I took and popped the lid and emptied the flask in a single swig with my wing. I noticed to my amusement how the colt watched the top roll over and fall off the stairs with a look of hurt. Heh, silly dirt ponies and their need for caps. I then angled my flank in the direction of the mares face and... ah... there we are... the colts eyes went wide as saucers (it seemed too be a family trait that look of awe and shock) as I gingerly whistled a cheerful tune.

It was interrupted by a barrage of insults, curse words an- hey! How the heck did a foal know what a cervix was? And I did NOT have a yeast infection... Sanguine would have told me if I did... stupid kids... sometimes I wondered why I didn’t just rape and mutilate the crusaders... I mean, if I didn’t have standards and a moral. They were kinda cute though, and they did find neat stuff for me... There was a sudden cough and gag, and the mare woke up with sputtering and spat out whatever had gotten in her mouth. I looked around to see her flabbergasted taking in her environment. She had a look of being hungover, and trying to figure out where she was, one eye closed as to spare her eye from the barrage of liquid.

She managed to lock eyes... eye with me and just stared, trying to comprehend what was happening. I had to admit the look of betrayal was very amusing, the way she gave it to me. Her mouth dropped open slowly as she tried to figure out why I was using the little fillies room, on her face. It was actually hilarious that she grew more and more perplexed by the second. I was almost done anyhow, I tilted my flank a bit to the side and pushed the last out with a little grunt. The mare came to regret she’d opened her mouth and sputtered, making a gagging noise and stuck her tongue out with a look of pure disgusting. “Ugh...gross...” I grinned at her and waved my hindquarters, letting out a sigh of relief, having finished my business.

“I know, it tastes like piss,” I snickered inwardly to how bad that pun was. “sorry about that, but I got something you could wash the taste from your mouth with...” after she was done wiping her tongue against her fetlocks, she slowly looked towards me again with a pissed expression. Heh, pissed... she just scowled at me, flaring her nostrils. I winked at her, but not with my eye. I noticed she saw it with her peripheral vision. It made her blush, but she snorted at me. I lowered my eyebrows and fixed her with a glare. “That wasn’t a question...” She opened her mouth to protest when it suddenly seemed to dawn on her, again, whom she was speaking with and immediately faltered,her eyes drooping. She let out a sigh and grit her teeth. “See that kid? That’s how a good pony should behave, listen to those in charge.”

The buck watched me with malice, and was about to open his mouth when his sister raised a hoof, silencing him. She let out a sigh and reluctantly got onto her still shaky hooves and stumbled over to me, letting out a small sniffly and shortly after began to eat me out to my delight. She started with suckling on one of my lips, making me coo softly. If I wasn’t so busy taking in ‘that look’ from the buck, I’d really would have enjoyed how she was working with her tongue and lips. But man, that look... I wouldn’t want to see it on someone I was going to be intimate with on a personal level, but this wasn’t near that. Sure, that girl got me swollen. But this colt needed to learn how to behave. I could just see how he was tearing up, his confidence and rage just shattered by how easily his sister obeyed me and bent to my will.

He slowly sat up, shaking lightly. “Sis... I’m sorry, I know you told me to hide, but... I just couldn’t take it anymore, I heard you screaming and crying for minutes after minutes... I ju-”

She mare stopped giving me head and pulled back, soon replaced it with a ginger hoofjob, enough to not make me annoyed on her for stopping. “Don’t... just be quiet Twigs... don’t take this the wrong way, but just shut up and this will be easier for all of us... if you’d just kept hidden with the rest of the children, none of this would have happened... I know there wasn’t space for me to hide with the others, and I knew the risk. So why did you have to risk the lives of the others by coming out? You know I knew I could die...” I had to say I was quite impressed by her actions. I didn’t know how she knew I’d drop by here, or if she made it up on the spot, but I still think it was impressive of her age to both come up with said plan, and have the guts to go through with it.

Oh hey! There was my water! It had just fallen out when I ate the filly out. Silly me. I gingerly scooted to the side and picked it up with my wing, stuffing it back where it belonged, I’d give em some after we were done. I’ll be quite fine I think, doubt I’d need more hydration today, was just a few hours flight back to the arena. I began to flex my muscles as I contemplated this over, she had gone back to eating me out, the quiet whimpering from the colt was soothing to my mind. After a few whiles, I winked at her, waiting for a reaction. It took a couple of seconds, but she locked her lips around my nub to my delight, cause me to lightly shiver. “Mnmm... that’s a good girl...” I felt myself tighten up, and the warm feeling in my gut started to accumulate. I guess I might have been a tad bit focused on getting off, but eh, nothing wrong with blowing my load early, the mare was rather parched and ragged anyhow. “Open up... gonna deposit my jizz in a couple more...”

I felt the mare slowly open up, keeping up the lapping in a moderate pace. Ooh, this was going to fill her up nicely, and help wash that rancid taste out with something much sweeter. Those that drank my gunk, on their own volition, and a few that didn’t, has told me I taste above average. Not that it surprises me though. I am close to perfection of a pegasus mare after all. I felt the familiar feel of my valve bursting and I pressed her muzzle against my goods as I pushed my load out, feeling the contractions starting as I did. Letting out a low grunt of pleasure, my first streams spurted out directly into her maw. I heard her do a little coughing choke, but she composed herself, I guess I accidentally might have jizzed near her uvula, ah well, I didn’t hit it, so no harm done. I pushed out a few more streaks of lubricant into her mouth was a satisfied sigh as the last trickles poured out of me, the warmth of the orgasm had finished rippling throughout my body, leaving me in a bit of a haze.

I gave a slight yelp and shivered and she let go of my clit with a loud pop after kissing on it. Okay, I gave her that yelp, she earned it. Did not expect that, kudos to that mare, she’s a swift learner.
With a final exhale, I waggled my rear and gingerly turned around, ending up face to face with a heavily flushing mare with puffed up cheeks. Daw... she’s just adorable, I leaned close and licked along her cheek, cleaning a stray jet of ejaculte off her, then planted a kiss on her lips causing her knees to tremble. Man... if blanks weren’t only corporeal beings without sentience and a soul... I’d so love to have been in a gangbank with her and a few of her clones, having them squeak and blush all around me... mmm... makes me hard just thinking about it. Which is good, I still had to plow her brother... though, that reminded me of something, but I’ll take that after she’s done... then again, savoring my load might be something she wants to do. My trained eye spotted that she was playing around with it, atta filly.

“Send it down...” I planted a soft kiss on her lips, then licked up along her nose, making her whimper in yet another adorable tone. I watched her patiently as she hesitated for a few seconds, then swallowed with a grimace, her eyes flickering briefly in euphoria as she did as she was told. She quivered and let out a shaky breath. I took a deep whiff and it invigorated me to pick up the scent of mare, sex, and of course, my own own special blend hehe. Naw... she bit one of her fetlocks and averted her gaze. “Here you go, you deserve a little present since you’re such a good little girl...” I winged her the bottle of water and her eyes lit up and she quickly snagged it from my wing, eyeing it with big eyes before she shrunk back and cowered behind her mane.

“I-I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to... I mean, thank you a lot mistress! I-” the mare went off mumbling and trailing off until I gently patted her on the head, stroking through her mane tenderly, slapping her brother to the ground with a swipe of my tail as I noticed him trying to crawl up on me.

“It’s okay... kiss on it.” I only smiled warmly to her. She bit her lip and eyed the bottle. “If you do good, I might have some snack cakes and a serving of mashed potatoes, sauce and Pia’s meatless meatballs...” Somehow, the promise and temptation of something more edible to stuff in her mouth caught her attention. It was up for debate if it even tasted remotely as good though. It was enough to pry her out of her shelter of a mane and her lips locked with mine in yet another passionate kiss. She wasn’t a very good kisser, she shakes a bit much and her tongue is just exploring without a compass or map, but it didn’t matter. The effort and muffled noises she put in it more than made up for it. I broke the kiss after a minute or so, having to swat that brat away one more time, she didn’t seem to notice me walloping her brother with my tail, but eh, what she doesn’t know she doesn’t suffer from. Besides, she had more important things to focus on.

She eyed the bottle hungrily, I could almost see her salivating, if it wasn’t for the saliva already there. I have her a nod and she popped it open, starting to greedily suckle down the content with an almost blissful expression. I left her to her doing and swaggered over to her inferior relative. “So, what should we do with you then pipsqeak? Think you managed to learn anything for your sister? Will you be a good boy? Or do I have to... ride you in, so to speak?”

The little colt snarled at me “Put that thing near my mouth and I’ll bite off the juicy part...” Shesh, what’s with ponies and this clit fixation?

I shook my head and chuckled. “Psh, I bet you couldn’t find that sweet spot with a pipbuck manual over a vulva.” I gave him a confident mocking smirk which seemed to infuriate him even more. Besides, I was extra plump. It was actually a bit hard to find mine. Heard griffins had some trouble with finding it though... along with those claws. I gave a light inward shiver as I thought about those sharp talons... I managed to keep my cool however. Come to think of it, griffins didn’t have an internal one if I recalled right... and they couldn’t even wink. So I guess their could be some work to locate. Again, I really had to bang more things that just ponies and the occasional ghoul or zebra... and yes, I guess Brass counted as a pony, more or less.

I was about to get my groove on with the colt as the mare, having finished a majority of the bottle, just leaving a little at the bottom, maybe enough for a mouthful or two, placed a shaking hoof on my flank, making me halt. “P-please mistress... he’s not even hit puberty yet...” wait really? that was a slow fuck... or was he a pre-teen with just a large frame? I could swear he seems to be around thirteen... ah well, doesn’t matter, he’s getting fucked no matter what... as long as his dick isn’t crawling with something nasty... eh, in either case, I knew for a fact males can cum before puberty, same as females, even could do it after birth... technically, can’t see anyone fucked up en- okay, I hope those people don’t get ahold of foals.... Not that said ejaculate or contractions would do anything or contain anything genetic. But they can still do it, and that’s all I need. Heck, if he’s this slow, I might could pound his dick till I make him dump loads inside of me next month when I’m in heat. Would need to have him checked though. Abortions don’t feel all that nice from all I know.

I tapped a hoof on my chin. “Tell him to lie still and take it, or he’ll just make it worse for yourself. He fucked up, he gets fucked, it’s a simple rule.” I saw her bite her lower lip, looking at her brother.

“Please... isn’t there anything I can do?” I pondered for a while before kissing her tenderly and nodding.

“You can be motivation.” I turned to the floored colt. “Twigs, was it? Listen up you little dick, I’m going to fuck your meat raw with mine, you may tell me to stop at anytime, but for each orgasm you haven’t had inside of me, I’ll break one of your sisters legs, just like a twig, got it?” I placed a peck on his sisters cheek and with ease crushed a piece of nearby concrete under my hoof, smiling down warmly at him with malice in my eyes. His sister’s face fell and she turned pale as his own eyes widened as saucers and he began to shake. Now that’s more like it. I turned to the mare. “Now, I’m not going to leave you without a choice, you can choose to watch, turn around, or do either and cover your ears as well. I suppose you know better than to try anything stupid?”

I smiled and patted her head. Sweet, two cherries at the same day. This was turning out to be a nice day after all the crap at the start. Taking out each other really. I looked at the colt hyperventilating beneath me. He stared towards his sister with tears brimming his eyes. She met his gaze with her own tears welling up, but she gave a light choke and turned around and slumped to the ground, covering her head in a slightly wracking heap. I could see the hope shatter in his eyes, that look of betrayal is so delicious, but only in certain situations.. I just loomed over him and grinned, pushing him onto his back. “Just lie still, don’t fight it, and this won’t hurt... much. Keep in mind your crippled leg, and that your sister might get some of you don’t cooperate...”

I went down and laid on my knees, running a hoof along his chest, causing him to tremble and a soft weeping to start. It wasn’t a bad one, didn’t put me off the least. “Now... before I start, do know something.” I bare my teeth at him, even though they’re not sharp, they’re still harder than flesh, so biting though sinew wasn’t that hard, tasted quite gross though. “Do know I also can bite... so don’t try anything...” He seemed to panic at this point, wait... his eyes almost flickered and glazed over... maybe I was doing this a tad bit too much? Don’t want him to pass out, then he wouldn’t feel anything. And I’m out of everything but my love juices to coat him with. I decided it was best to slow down a bit.

I just laid and stared at him for several seconds with his trying to regain his composure, which, didn’t seem to happen anytime soon. “Look, I can give you a little time, but I got shit to do, so hurry up. Do me a favour and stroke your cock for me, I don’t want any accidents because I’m “too rough” on you, got it?” he let out incoherent whimper and looked at me. “What was that?” I arched an eyebrow and just stared at him.

He let out a sniffle and spoke weakly: “I-I have to pee...” I snorted and rolled my eyes.

“Do what I said, you can take a piss later, trust me, once you’re stiff like me, you won’t be able to have any accidents. That’s turned off, trust me. Now hurry up, or I’ll have to take matters into my own hooves.” He swallowed and seemed to look for a way out, finding none, I finally saw that look of reluctant acceptance over his fate. He moved as shaky hoof between his thighs and began to caress his sheath.

“L-like this?” His frightened voice didn’t really do it for me this time, so I just nodded and waited for him to finally get erect, my own nethers already been good to go for a good couple of minutes. Finally, after nearly a whole other minute, his beige cock finally slid out in it’s fully moderately stiff state. He was small, very small. Guess he hadn't hit puberty then like she said. Not that it mattered, as long as it fit inside me, I could get off with it. And it was long enough to reach my clit so. I unceremoniously pushed his hoof aside and gave a tender lick along the shaft, causing him to squeak and shudder at my touch. For some reason, I didn’t feel like playing with him orally... he just had a ... strange taste. I took his whole cock onto my mouth and went down to the hilt in a slightly crooked angle. Heh, was a kinda funny thing to go this deep. Just like the size of the head hindered grown ponies to go really deep vaginally, the muzzle length compared to the dick didn’t overly match, making it hard to take it very deep, along with it was bendy, but not THAT bendy to get a good enough angle to go that deep... it was kinda stupid to even think of going that deep on either gender, but eh, it seemed fun.

I bobbed my head back and forth with a steady pace, swirling my tongue around his little circle, and the tip. After barely a couple of bobs he squirmed and let out a squeak, making weak thrusts involuntarily with his hips and I felt a few streams of... ‘in between’ cum. Wasn’t sperm salty, but wasn’t lubricant sweet. It was like,in between kind of. I shrugged and swallowed casually, coiling my tongue around his head as he whimpered and bucked into my mouth. He tried to push me back with very little effort, and I made sure to swirl long enough that I was sure he was neither going to pop, piss or purse with that cock. I let go with a wet noise, leaving him shivering and breathing heavily. I didn’t take chances, and scooted atop him gently, sinking myself down on his erect member with my own elongated marehood, letting out a soft sigh as I finally got entered, I had to wait several minutes, it was ridiculous!

I cracked my neck and grinned down at him “Now... ready to play little fella? Think you can be a good little boy for your sisters sake?” He only grit his teeth and made his best effort to hide from me behind his hoof, or wipe his tears, or both. I wasn’t really paying attention that much, or caring. I was in some strange haze at the moment. I actually couldn’t recall the last time I had felt like this. Then again, I can’t recall the last, if any time I got to bang two virgins the same day. The rest of the session was a bit of a haze I made him cum two more times, just finishing myself once after a bit of grinding after his third orgasm. He battered at me weakly with one hoof.

I stopped and contracted hard around his shaft, making him grit his teeth and whimper. “Puh...p-puhles... please... no more... it hurts... it hurts so bad... I-I can’t take it...” tears were streaming down his cheeks. Huh, strange, it had only been three, or two and a half orgasms... then again, the whole “puberty” thing might add a few more rounds. I’m normally able to milk at least four, five loads out a virgin. And five to eight of a regular guy before they start to really cry. I contemplated it for a bit. Eh, what the heck, actually felt sated, and he’ll have time to learn both his lesson, and place as my pet later along with his sister.

“Eh, what the heck. Sure kid.” I pulled off and glanced down, and huh, his dick was a bit swollen, whaddaya know. I somewhat recklessly, but gingerly smeared myself off over his face, pushing out the ... half cum over his face as well. Some correction it had to be, the colt only sniffled as I wiped my pussy anyhow, he seemed to have learned his place at least. “Now, did you learn your lesson you think?”

He had curled up in a ball, glancing over at me with red, puffy eyes and nodded slowly. “Yes ma’am...” atta colt. Seems like my lesson was just what he needed. Some obedience training. I casually walked over to the huddled up and mumbling form of the mare and unceremoniously hoisted her up in the air in the air, making her let out a light shriek. I had expected more to be honest, but damn she had a good composure. She breathed heavily and swallowed audibly.

“H-how many?” The mare squeaked, fear tinged her voice.

I breathed hot air on her limp, but not yet dry nethers and spoke softly. “Three...” I could feel her tense up, she began to tremble and prodded me with a hind leg, making me guess it was the one she was willing to have snapped. I only let out a soft chuckle and kissed her flowers petals. “Now, now hun. You were such a good girl I am willing to let this slip if you help your brother pay his debt... all I want you to do is give me that sweet nectar of yours, you got to taste mine after all... I am curious what my new pet tastes like...”

She tensed up even more and spoke with a nervous voice. “O-of course mistress, b-but I don’t... I do-” I nipped at one of her folds, making her whimper out a moan.

“Hush now hun, just relax and let me guide you, you know how you clech yes? And how you flex your clitoris? When you get close to orgasm, this time at least, you should feel a pressure inside, similar to when you have to go. But instead of letting go in that manor, try and ‘push’ it out, okay? Pretend you are clenching it out, think you can do that?”

She stopped shaking and I felt her tail flick around nervously before she replied with a surprisingly determined voice. “Yes... yes I think I can, I will try... for you mistress....”

I grinned wildly. I really liked this mare, she just had ... ‘it’ so to speak. “That’s my girl!” I watched her swell in front of my eyes with a wide grin. I hoped she managed to squirt, but I had good hopes for her. She had what it takes if I’d have to bet against Gorgon on it. I give her some more nips and kisses until she was fully aroused for all I could see. Despite being turned on as heck, my cooch wanted rest right now, at least for half an hour. It was a bit sore to be honest... maybe I had stretched a muscle. I decided to go with a quick pounding, and a few seconds later, my wings were doing a mighty fine job of tenderizing her inner sweet stop in her honeypot. She made her usual cute grunts and gasps as I gave her a wingjob even I was impressed over.

It just took me a bit over a minute before she finally spoke with her lovely voice again. “Nghaa... mistress... I am.. I am...” I felt her getting ready to convulse in my grip.

“Atta girl, let it out.” I smirked and got into position, I locked my lips over her clit and gland the best I could, my primaries still working her prostrate over. Not more than a second later, I felt a contraction, I heard a whinny and for a brief second, I thought she didn’t make it, but then I could feel sweet, succulent warm juices stream into my waiting maw. Oh come on! She tastes like my favorite fruit! What was with this mare? I had been rather sure my dream fuck would’ve been a stallion, some Dashite I swooped off his hooves and pinned to my bed after I won his heart, but not before he proved to be worthy of my affection... not that anypony could be more perfect than Sanguine, but I couldn’t express my affection to him in such... manner. I felt the warm jets burst into my mouth with renewed vigor, and I pulled back after I guessed she’d blown most of her load to get a few spurts over my face, ah... refreshing... I gulped her load down and felt the cum sink into my coat slowly, finding myself letting out a soft coo as I held her twitching legs still. I HAD to have this mare queen me, or heck, I’d just do it myself, muzzlefucking wasn’t that hard, just hoist em over something.

As I had her hanging there, I did some thinking about what I just though. What kind of pony did I want to hook up with... and if Sanguine would allow me to keep one. Maybe after we were done with the important task he needed me for. I have to be very picky with whom I choose, not just some loser that strut along and think he can just fuck me by simply flexing. Bitch, if they wanted me, they had to work for it, I am a unique jewel in the wastes, they’d have to be dedicated, strong, steadfast, brave, have full respect for me, know who’s in charge (me of course), be willing to spend at least a few weeks courting me, so I know I should waste my effort on courting them back, and they either had to virgin so I could break them in, or that they were experienced and knew how to take a load or two from a girl. But not too well fucked, even if it was a bit hypocritical of me, I mean, I was one of the biggest players in the wastes... I had pounded more ass than some toilet seats back before the war. Plus, Sanguine had to approve of them. Nopony other than the best for his girl.

I wouldn’t want it just to be some wanker out of nowhere. I’d have to be pretty fucking desperate or wrecked to even consider someone worthy to even eat me out within a week. And yeah, I know I bang tons of ponies over the course of a year, though... Deus prolly fucked more than me. But he had no finesse or redeeming values, so he doesn’t count. In either way. I had no idea what just had come over me... I guess I just found the concept a bit alien and unnerving. I mean, my first had been a mare, and she was really, REALLY good. Taught me the importance to enjoy myself, and that virgins was just something you had to train, and it could be fun. Which I quite quickly learned. I had to say, I think I’ve found a nice balance between banging. having sex and making love.

Heh... man, if I’d ever sex and not simply bang some sore fuck after a few days of knowing them, that is a sign I must really have let myself go. And fuck if they banged someone I hate and not tell me, and then bang me without saying anything... or wasting their virginity and not telling me. I mean, I don’t brag about a sweet lay I had, or mock a terrible one... that often. But I at least have the blood decency to tell ponies if I’ve fucked or been intimate with someone close to them or me. It’d be like if Brass regularly ate Rampage out and smoked Deus and not told me about it. I mean sheesh, just look what happened when Smokey didn’t tell me who they were doing? I would beat them up or make them my bitch so hard if they ever cheated on me or crossed me like that... I wouldn’t want someone elses gunk on my junk.

Only an idiot wouldn’t understand that would be a big deal, or at least polite to tell. ‘Hey, I sucked off your arch nemesis a short while before we did it, that’s cool right? I mean, it’s not like you’d care if I told you I love you, then turn out to have been fucking around like a slut with anyone that was willing to bend over for me, right?’ I gave an amused snort. Heh, like that would ever happen. I’ll suck Ramages clit either till she’s painted me in her ejaculate or I’ve lost feeling in my tongue if I ever fuck up so badly I end up with some moron like that. I mean shesh, how mentally wrecked would I have to be to make some brash decision within a week with someone that turns out to be distrustful, selfish, cocky and or anything like that. I mean heck, haha. I got more than enough swag for both of us.

I’ll totally tell precious to keep track of this when I get back haha. That filly never forgets anything it seems. Will be an amusing thing to look back at and laugh at... wait, did Rampage even like mares? Oh yeah, she does, shesh, stupid question, she’s a freaking hulk. What’s with that huge brain slip? Besides, didn’t I trail off about that rampart dyke some whiles ago?Atop of that however, I’ve been told, and even seen her go to hookers plenty of times, leaving after an hour or so with the mare often shaking or with a concerned expression. Some have even told me they can hear crying from inside the room, but none has ever refused to take her back. Guess she knows her stuff... come to think of it, she likely knows it better than me, heck, she ONLY goes to mares. But I’m more versatile. Heh, I’ll actually tell rampage too. Just to tease her with what she can’t have access too, all this sweet meat, and she can’t have a nibble on any of my succulent pussy, ha! Serves her right.

“S-so... will you let us go now, mistress?” The sweet voice took me back to reality and I gave a gentle laugh.

“Haha, no sweetie. You’ll come back with me to the arena as my new pets.” Her brain seemed to fizzled and she gave me a look. “Now now, I’ll treat you right. You’ll be under my protection, none messes with my pets, so don’t worry. You’ll get food, shelter and a place to stay. And best of all, some of this every week.” I gave her a cheeky smirk with my cum coated face. She seemed to fidget with her hooves.

“B-but um... we have... we have friends here we can’t leave... we have to get them to Chapel...”

I caressed her chin to cheek “There, there, we can walk them there, but you two are coming back with me, okay? You can head to Chapel later, either in case of my prolonged absence, usually from a mission I am sent on. This usually means more than a week, then you may leave and head out, just notify any of the Reapers I’m friends with, I’ll tell you which later. Or after I grow bored of you, or simply when you think you have to leave. Do know I expect at least a month as my squirt sponges though, got that?” The mare slowly nodded after a few seconds, but the colt refused to meet my gaze, tears still coated in his coat. “Hey, look, I’ll be much more gentle next time. You could leave early, but you at least have to drink four liters of my cum, okay? And do know I was only rough with you since you were rude to me, you were punished for not knowing better, normal ponies would had their life end there you know...” he mumbled something I couldn’t make out, but he did nod, and that was good enough for me.

“Right, I’ll just have to tie you down, sorry, just protocol. But here you are:” I fished out the promised food, and a Sparkle Cola I apparently had forgot about. I prepared the food they requested me to open, (as much as one could “prepare” conserves) they apparently wanted to save most of it for their friends, so I kept most in my bag and instead hauled them, and the grub off and placed both down a bit on the side next to the stairs. Once they were finished, I gagged and bound them, leaving them within seeing distance from the other end of the room, but only directly if one knew where to look, which I could make out easily with my superior sight. “As said, not panic. If you really need to, you can chew your way out in an hour or so. But if you run, I will track you down and find you, and pound you twice as much as today, got it?”

Both the siblings nodded, looking wearily around themselves. “Oh, and before I go, if you need to hide, roll that way, you can get under the debris there, should hide you well enough, heck, it’s where I put my bag, count with it taking you at least ten second however, and it won’t be that comfy, this here blanket is likely much better. I’m just going to go euthanize the slavers, then I’ll be back, okay? Shouldn't take much more than an hour at most. Just stay put till then, or take a nap.” I turned around and began to strut off, feeling rejuvenated from the whole ordeal. I was SO pumped and ready to make these fuckers into mush!