Make 'Em Cry

I gripped the mare tighter around the head, pushing my crotch tighter against her muzzle as I let go and could feel my juices spurt out of me, several jets of warm lubricant flowing into the trembling mares mouth as the warm feeling of an orgasm ripping through my body spread out from between my flanks. Her weak sniffles and sobs getting me off even harder than normal. It was always such a relaxing thrill to unload right after a fight. The adrenaline mixed very well with my endorphin. I kept my legs clenched around the red mares head, she looked up at me with teary eyes, and I gave her a crooked smile and spoke softly. “Good girl, now swallow it...” I could with delight see how her face scrunched up in disgust. The mare reluctantly swallowed all of my gunk, I felt a perverse pride spread throughout my body as I registered the motions telling me she had finished letting it down the hatch. She made a gagging noise as I let go a bit of her head.

She immediately pulled back the hoof I allowed her to, and coughed, looking at me with teary eyes. “C-can I p-please go now? I don’t want to die... I have foals ho-” I didn’t let her say another sentence as I lifted one of my legs, lowering the other, then with a sharp twist, I spun my legs and slammed her head down in the dirt. My killer instinct reminded me I didn’t hear the satisfying crack, but my senses were a bit numb right now, and she wasn’t moving. Heck, I only say I might not do it, so I kept my part of the bargain... I had to admit she was really skilled though. Perhaps she worked over at Flank? In either case, if she survived, which she should, she’ll wake up in a few hours, not my problem. I flew back towards the area, feeling much more satisfied than when I left from there.

It was just a short flight back home, cleaning out some raiders like that usually went quickly. And heck, that mare ought to be happy she just happened to be ... actually, I don’t know what she did there. Sold sex? No wait, why’d a raider by sex, and who’d be dumb enough to try selling them? Then again, people are retarded hehe. Not everyone can be as bright as I am. Oh! Might have been a drug salesmare. That’d make sense. Raiders... or if they might were bandits, don’t know, don’t care. All I know is that they robbed and/or killed caravans in the area. They tended to let the ones with the drugs alone, those junkies hehe. I swooped down and landed in the courtyard, stretching my wings, feeling a slight shiver down my slit. Should have wiped my juices off on her coat before I took flight, got a bit cold back there. I suddenly cast my eyes on someone I didn’t expect to see.

Why, it was the zebra from that furnace place building. Heck, how the hay did he survive? I swear, one of those mares must have had a soft spot for zebras... or was really soft. I saw him noticing me, an immediate scowl appeared and he seemed to struggle against his chains. I wasn’t sure what happened to his eye, but he had a nifty bandage around the entire left side of his face. I put on a wide grin and walked towards him. I casually waved a hoof at him and smiled. He leaned closer and whispered, “I’m going to tear out your ovaries through your wretched birth canal, crack them open over a frying pan, make deviled eggs, then force-feed them to you...” in a calm tone, oozing of delicious anger, hate and malice... also a hint of deep sorrow.

I smiled and patted the bound zebra on the head. “Daw... don’t you say the cutest things.” I could see how he was boiling inside, he really did want to tear my pride off and stomp on it, shove it back in. Just so he could tear it out again. I beamed at him proudly. I loved when these pathetic creatures had to spend their days thinking of me. “I think you will make a great fuck-toy and cumdumpster. You should feel honored they decided to save your sorry flank.” I smirked smugly at him, giving a sly wink. On a close look, I noticed how he looked really disheveled, and he smelled strongly of sex, they must have really coated him good. I wondered what his problem was really, I gave him a good time, spared his miserable life, he had gotten healthcare here, a place to sleep along with food and plenty other things. I currently felt too good and fuzzy inside to care about his pity insults though. Had to say he was good with insults, might should ask for him to come up with something to insult that flea brain Deus with... and Brass, who else did I want to mess with?

He took a shaky breath. “If you expect me to be your toy, you are strongly mistaken... I don’t ever want to have to endure what I went through back at the furnace ever again... hours... they did it for hours. Occasionally stopping to heal me so I didn’t die... but you don’t know what suffering feels like do you? Not everyone is born privileged to a life of luxury like you were... have you even ever had to work for your survival? Ever been enslaved? Ever lost someone close? Do y-” I stopped his stupid rambling with a hoof to the mouth.

“Yeah, yeah, whatever dweeb. Don’t be so saddle sore you wimp.” I suddenly got a wide grin from remembering something. “Let me show you around the arena, I think I have something that’ll change your feeble little mind.” I unhooked his collar chain and spun around, whipping him in the face with my tail, causing him to hiss out in pain. I think I would enjoy having this buck around after all, it was a good thing one of those mares saved him, and I would have to give them a wingjob later. I dragged the fuming zebra after me as a merrily strut in front of him, heading towards the secluded containment center. Not too many knew of them, which was good. Since some ponies we really wanted to keep from here. Then again, even less that knew of em had the key. I strode up while swaying my hips as I walked up to the guard, showing a grin and winked at her, she gave me a knowing smile and nodded back.

“I don’t want to be disturbed in here for at least an hour, got it?” The guard nodded and shuffled aside, letting me pass the reinforced, soundproofed room. I shut the door once he was in, and walked up towards a large single cage in one of the corners “Hey! Get up you foals!” I bashed my hoof against the cage, the two small forms inside stirring slowly. I looked at the dimly lit shapes in front of me. I had visited these two before, or at least the colt. The filly came in around a week ago, hadn't gotten much to time to know her, all I knew was that she had told me she at least wanted to know what oral felt like before she died. She was like what? At least eleven, but still, what was with people I ran into and them telling me their death wish? Or well, wish before death. Normally there was much more stuff in here, toys and all that, but we’d just moved them from the other cell just a couple days ago, needed the space they had before for... bigger visitors. But those things should get here soon anyhow. The two zebra foals slowly got up, the colt sniffling as he took in my form. The filly stared at me, then at the zebra behind me, her eyes growing wide as saucers.

“D-daddy?” The starved little zebra filly exclaimed, her eyes growing wide as she tried to get onto her hooves, her legs shaking as she eventually failed and fell back to the floor, not having enough strength to stand up as quickly as she had tried to do. The zebra buck froze dead in his tracks and stared back at the filly in disbelief. Ooh, this was better than I thought! I just expected him to feel obliged to suffer instead of the foals, now I had his crotch in a vice. He was putty in my hooves.

“Zhiv? Is that really you? I thought you were dead...” He stated flatly, his voice cracked and betrayed both relief and despair in it. I walked between the two with a grin.

“These are our reserve toys, if we ever run out of captured stallions or mares to play with. Some get sold, some have... “accidents” a few are set free, and quite many kill themselves after some weeks.” My grin turned more malicious as I went on, “Each pony you refuse to service, these two will have to stand in for you... and if you’d kill yourself, I would make sure the whole arena had a round with them...” I saw tears welling up in his eyes, his breathing sped up rapidly.

He grit his teeth and hissed at me. “You... you fucking bitch... YOU HEARTLESS MONSTER!” he shouted at me, rage burning is his eyes. He tried to hit me, but his cuffs hindered any movement but slow shuffling. I didn’t even blink. Seems like I had found the leverage I wanted, like I always did. I was a brilliant planner after all. And ha! He actually believed what I said. Wow, did people really think I, or the Reapers overall were such assholes? Geez. True, we did a ton of ‘bad stuff’, but really, we brought order to the place. And we had laws to be followed.

It would be awhile before food was served, and that filly needed to eat slowly anyhow, she was almost starved to death when we brought her in. Or well, I brought her in. Having top contacts in the arena got me quite a few special privileges. I knew the colt was a good boy, loved to eat out, never really wanted anything back. A plan quickly collected in my head. I walked over to the filly and gently placed her onto her back, giving her a knowing wink before lying down next to her, moving my tail out of the way, keeping her pinned with my wing. “How about we play a game? Since it seems like the doctors got your mouth working, I’d like you to give me that oral you owe me. And as an added bonus, your little girl will also get one. From his expression, I seemed to have broken him once more.

“And just to make it clear, you won’t had to do... ‘that’ on Zhiv, our little friend will take care of that.” The colt averted his gaze from the grown zebra as I spoke for whatever reason. “He will mirror what you do, maybe learn a thing or two. So before you gnash down on my flower, ask yourself, would it be worth it? You really want to cause your daughter that unnecessary pain? Even if you’d tear mine off, I could get it reattached or grown back. Since trust me, he is a VERY obedient little boy, he knows what happens if he disobeys his mistress...” ... he got grounded, but again, as said, this guy didn’t know that, and he seemed ready to believe anything. I threatened him with.

He made some very funny faces and sounds before he with heaving breathing through the noise moved towards me, the colt mirroring his moves, he made his way up next to me with his slow shuffling, the filly next to me seemed really uncomfortable, but I tried to soothe her with stroking her with my primaries, once next to me, he grumbled hard and leaned his head down... reaching his tongu-heellooo!

* * *

“So, which one of you mares was it that saved that zebra from the furnace?” I asked in a stern tone. The mares froze up and began to tense visibly, a magenta unicorn slowly stepped forwards. I had just got really awesome oral sex from that zebra, he knew some ways to work my goods ponies didn’t really seem to consider, and Zhiv seemed to have really enjoyed herself too... she was very tense and nervous, not sure why, but once her orgasms started coming, she melted to putty, she folded on her third, but that was good for a first timer. I even let them hug afterwards, not sure if it was wise to let him stay in there, but eh, I shackled and gagged him for safety. Could still speak and all, but not harm them in any way.

“T-that would be me, miss...” I grinned over how nervous she was. Tapping my hoof at the floor in front of me, motioning her over. She cautiously walked closer to me.

“C’mere, don’t be shy girl. I’m just going to give you what you deserve for doing that.” She swallowed hard, sweat appearing on her brow. Oh, I loved it when they were scared... she murmured a response and shakily got in front of me. “That’s a good girl, now turn around, and face me sideways.” She immediately did as she was told, albeit unsteadily and breathing quickly. She wasn’t wearing any armor for her hindquarters; I guess she just had it off at the moment. I don’t see why anypony would go with their most private part exposed to hazards. “Schh, stop shaking, I’m just going to give you what you deserve...” I really didn’t see why she was so nervous, I was known for being such a nice mare, especially to the Flashers. I flared one of my wings and placed my hoofs over her body, she was really tense to the touch.

She was still trembling underneath me. Sheesh, what was wrong with normal ponies? I gave a ginger stroke over her limp folds, causing her to stiffen and yelp out in surprise. “Something the matter?” I circled her resting pride with my wingtip.

“W-what are you doing?” She squeaked out under her breath.

“What I just said; giving you what you deserve. I appreciated what you guys did back there, so I decided to give the mare responsible a treat.” I leaned over to look at her package, still not much going on back there.

“B-but, I don’t even... I don’t even like...” she seemed to struggle with what to say. What could she possibly she try to say that would include not liking what I was doing to her?

“Not like what?” I asked, my tone hardening as I pressed my wing harder against her nethers. If she was trying to tell me she didn’t like me, I might just use my wing for something else...

The mare breathed quickly, extremely tense. “I uh... I don’t like... it... so hard?” She almost whispered out. I blinked a bit... come to think of it, I had been pressing rather hard against her, even before I applied more pressure. Yeah, that did explain everything; I’d have a hard time getting hard if someone was too rough with me as well... or too soft.... I gave a light shrug, every mare had her own preference, guess I’d just have to adjust to her vulva’s sensitivity then.

“Oh... well, I can fix that. I can be gentle if you’d like.” She nodded shakily. Eh, if this mare wanted a softer touch, it didn’t matter for me; I eased my pressure and stroked her labia, gingerly tugging at it with two wingtips. I had to say, this mare had very impressive goods, bigger than mine. But far from as perfect of course. Her breathing had slowed down somewhat, but she was still squirming a bit. I guess she was overwhelmed by the honor of getting a wingjob from the legendary Fluttershy. She must be so humbled right now. I stared at her lips as they began to swell and puff up, causing the cutest wrinkles along the edges.

I circled her nub with my feathers, making her whinny. Yupp, still got it. I glanced at the other seven Flashers, most watched in a mix of fascination, awe, jealousy or arousal. I grinned widely as I saw a younger mare trying to masturbate without being seen, missing one front hoof was a quite big indicator you were doing something, as well as the increased breathing speed, and the fact she was incredibly flustered. Hm... should I? Ah heck, why not, I was feeling generous today. “Hey kid!” I exclaimed, looking her in her eyes. The filly recoiled and quickly put her hoof down, blushing furiously. “Get over here.” The filly hesitated for a few seconds, but then walked over to me. I saw her eager gaze and expecting eyes. I wondered if she was a virgin? That would be so hot... “Turn around, squirt. I got two wings after all...” She seemed to have hard believing her ears, a wide, excited smile spread across her face. Now this was what I liked to see.

“Oi, unicorn, kneel down, and part your lips for me.” The mare submissively obeyed me, kneeling down and spreading her pussy with her telekinesis. I wrapped one wing around the filly and lifted her up in the air, sticking my other wing inside of her, just after plunging it in, I realized she might only have rubbed herself before, I gingerly twisted my wingtip around her insides. It seemed okay, no squirming or winces of pain. I began to gingerly beat her off, pushing at her special spot inside. The little filly started to twist and turn in my grasp, moaning loudly. I had to get myself a fresh buck soon, it was ages ago. And virgins were just so cute. Perhaps I could find some Crusaders and trade some food or whatever for first dibs on one of their colts?

After less than a minute the filly writhed in ecstasy, squeaking out words of appreciation as her young body tensed up I held her close to the other mares gaping hole, then her juices began to squirt out, the warm liquid was spurting directly into the awaiting vagina, filling it up nicely as the little girl spasmed in my grip. First timers really appreciated everything so much more. They were worthless for a quick fix, but lots of fun to play with. I watched the little pool of lubricant in the mares honeypot. I had no idea why, but it was extremely hot to look at. Some of it trickled out as the mared winked with her privates. I turned the filly around, her face was a drooling, disoriented mess. ”Good going squirt, now try to drink as much as you can for me, okay?”

The filly shook her head, trying to regain her composure. She then quickly nodded and nervously placed her lips against the edge of the other mares other pair of lips. “Okay, you can get up now, slowly.” The mare murmured something I couldn’t pick up, likely words of admiration as she got up, the pool of lubricant began to trickle out, the filly greedily tried to drink as much of it as she could, some of it still poured down on the sides. I thought how those perfectly sized lips of her would fit around my clit just right... I’d have to give this filly the ride of her life sometime later this week. As the good little girl had finished, she pulled back and licked her lips.

She turned her head to me and beamed. “Did I do good mistress? Am I a good pony?” I bit my lower lip and shivered in my loins. Yupp, would definitely make her scream, in the good way. I put her down and gave her a rough, passionate kiss. Her eyes bulged wide before fluttering shut. I pulled back, smacking my lips. I loved the taste of young mare lubricant ejaculated into an older mare’s sex, then poured back into the other mares mouth to then be shared with a tongue kiss in the morning... I had a sudden urge to ask Brass how manticore lubricant tasted like, but that though was beat down and tossed in a corner.

“Yeah, you did great kid; you’re going to go far here I think.” I smiled down at the filly, damn was she both so hot and adorable with her face completely soaked in lubricant. It just also hit me that she was a natural squirter... well, pretty much everypony could blow a load, but she did it with notable force I mean. Man, this filly was rather awesome. If she only had wings, she’d have been quite a perfect lover for me to have. Would just need to find a similar colt, and I’d have my duo of pets I required. “Well, I have to get going, you gals clean up and do whatever you want, keep up the good work.” I turned around, walking away with my raging erection between my flanks. “Oh, and I’ll want to see this filly later this week, so keep her available this week, and by that, I mean within the vicinity of the stadium.” I said over my back as I strutted out. Right now, I had to make a second visit to a certain zebra this day. It was his fault I was horny after all.

* * *

Another day, another pile of these fucks. This one only had a faint feel of purple to him. The buck began an attempt to pull his head back. “What? You need to breathe?” The unicorn nodded desperately, looking at me with wide eyed panic. “Not my problem, I haven’t cum yet.” I could see his pupils shrinking in fear, the black buck began trashing desperately, trying to pull his muzzle out of me. I gigglesnorted and clenched my walls, feeling myself tighten around him. It was fun to watch the inferior being struggle for survival. I had to admit his wild flailing was an excellent source of stimulation, I got closer and closer to the edge. I cried out in triumph as my orgasm ripped through my body, I could feel my walls hungrily grasp and clench around his muzzle.

There was a slight dull ache spreading in my body. I think my afterglow was starting to pile up on me. How many times had I came now? Six? Seven? Maybe it was nine when I thought of it... I was brought back to reality by a weak whimper, and I realized the unicorn had stopped moving. I pushed his head out of my insides with a grunt. It was really pathetic how easily ponies died... or was he dead? Ah, why would it matter? “D-daddy?” I turned my head to see a small, white pegasus foal. He had a scruffy auburn mane and didn’t look older than five... nah, definitely too young. Wouldn’t be much fun to play with... I could play with him in other ways though...

A grin spread across my face as I drew nearer to the little colt. His eyes dilated in horror as I loomed over him. I grabbed him by his mane with a wing and lifted him up in front of my face, gazing into his eyes. Should I make it quick, or perhaps take my time? The foal shook in my grasp as I contemplated what I’d do with the little worm... that’s when I felt a warm trickle down my left leg, I glanced down an- I immediately hurled the little fucked away, cursing as I tried to shake my leg dry. Fuck, I hated when that happened. The foal soared through the air wailing, then hit a rock and I heard a quiet, but satisfying snap as the screams increased in volume. I normally didn’t hurt children, but feh, I wasn’t in a mood today. He could go with a little beating, would do him good to learn his place.

“That’s right, that’s what you get for pissing on the most important mare in the wasteland you dipshit! I won’t even kill you, that’d be too merciful for someone like you!” I snorted and took to the air, leaving the colt crying for his daddy with a busted leg. I hoped he died painfully... okay, not now, but in a decade or so. Hurting and killing children was a really wide step I wouldn't take. Just another reason of why I was better than Deus... and that smegma Rampage... But he did ruin my nice coat of dried blood I had accumulated, now my leg smelled of piss. Actually, I should have done my deeds on him, then he’d knew how it felt like, but that was below a pony of my importance standards... for some reason, I felt a knot in my stomach... hadn't I cum enough?.. too much perhaps? Or did I have to kill more ponies? Whatever it was, it made me feel sick... I couldn’t stop thinking of that stupid foal. I should have snapped his neck, or castrated him, would’ve served him right... the knot just grew worse. Maybe I was just hungry?

Then I suddenly spotted a caravan headed for Megamart, I expected at least, it was in that direction. I swooped down towards them, one of the guards drawing his rifle at me, then dropping it to the ground with a clatter, his eyes going wide. Good thing he seemed to know who I am, and wasn’t stupid enough to shoot, then I’d have made a new ‘slapstick’ for the Flashers. The entire equipage came to a halt and watched me nervously for several seconds before whom I assumed was the leader, based on her snazzy hat and monocle. The green earth pony mare with a long, flowing peach mane stepped forwards and spoke. “H-hey there Fluttershy... is there anything we can do for you?” I tapped a wingtip on my chin, pondering.

“You got any virgins?” I asked casually. They all seemed taken aback by the question. I could see why, to be honest, it was quite a while ago since I wanted some fresh meat. Was almost more fun to bring well versed ponies to tears. Virgins were more fun to actually stimulate, they were too easy to make cry anyhow. I tapped my hoof impatiently and watched them with a bored expression, after a couple of seconds of murmurs a young filly stepped towards me, she was about eleven years old I’d guess, she had her cutie mark though and... was a pegasus. That was rare. (Though... that colt was one as well...) I suddenly had a sparked interest for this mare, I licked my lips, and took in her young, and hopefully unspoiled body. (Even if he was too young to bang, same could be said about him... ugh! Why was I thinking of that colt?) I imagined feeling the inside of her young marehood with my wings, nibble her ear, make her squirm... and I was completely limp...

I scrunched my face. I tried to get my own marehood puffy and hard. Nothing, I couldn’t get myself erect. The mare stood shivering in front of me, not sure what she was to expect of me. This was embarrassing, I couldn’t get aroused... Shit, I can’t be seen unable to get it up! If so, I’d have to kill these ponies, I couldn’t waste this virgin like that. I quickly thought of a way to get out of the situation. “Fine mare you got here... But I actually just wanted to make sure you were willing to give us Reapers what we want, I’ll actually just have some food on second thought.” The filly gawked at me seeming to not really believe her ears. Which was weird, since why would they even assume Fluttershy would be lying? The purple pegasus filly scrambled backwards carefully, still seemingly unsure if she actually heard right. I looked towards the rest of the ponies, arching an eyebrow. “Well?” They finally seemed to break free of their stupor and one of the unicorns hastily levitated over some preserved snack cakes, not my favorite, but they were rather tasty. At least fit for a mare of my stature.

“That’s more like it.” I snorted and stuffed the cakes into my belt. I noticed the filly embracing the green earth pony in a shaky hug, I noticed the young pegasus had glistening eyes. Why had she even been close to crying? I hadn't done anything. Heck, she should feel honored to have even been close to getting laid with a legend like Fluttershy. “Oh, and by the way, there’s a camp of ex-bandits around two minutes’ walk from here in that direction, take what you want, just make sure to... ‘take care’ of the colt I left alive, got that? I expect him to learn from his parents’ mistake and join one of the gangs.” I pointed my hoof towards where I had just flown from. They nodded hastily and thanked me for my generosity. “Also, he’s probably near a buck, check if he’s alive, if not, you might can resuscitate him if you feel like it. Haven’t been much more than four minutes by now if anything.” I smirked smugly and took off into the air. Wait, why had I told them that? That wasn’t like me... And why did I suddenly start feeling better, I felt the knot beginning to untie slowly in my abdomen. It was a weird feeling... maybe I was going into heat? No wait, then I wouldn’t have any problems to get my cooch soaking wet.

I really had no idea what it could be... I’d have to ask Sanguine sometime when I got back. My nethers gave a tingle and throbbed, and I just realized that I’d managed to get my desired hard-on while I’d be thinking about why I couldn’t get one. A large grin spread across my face as I swung around, starting to fly towards the caravan again, it had only gone around two minutes. That’s when my face fell... damn, I just remembered I had to meet with the other reapers for a meeting... fuuuck... I had been this close to getting to fuck another pegasus, a virgin nonetheless... I ground my teeth and pondered on if I could skip the gathering, or come late by half an hour... but I know my dear Sanguine would be disappointed in me... I couldn't do that. I reluctantly spun back around, took a snack cake in my power hooves, opened it carefully and began to solemnly chew on the sweet. Sometimes it was just so unfair to me... I deserved better...

* * *

I passed Slagathor in the hallway, one of the few bucks I never had tried to plow. Could be due to the fact I’d never seen him really move much, nor say anything other than what the always said. “Sup Slag?” I swished my tail across his massive frame as I passed, taking a moment to admire his well ornat fullblade. I had to admit, he had an appeal to him. I think it was mostly due to the fact he technically was mysterious. I wondered what race he even was... or was he even a stallion? Could be a voice amplification device in that power armor. The suit turned its head slightly towards me as I stood and stared at him after swatting my tail against his chest plate. The hollow eyes of the armor looked at me for a few seconds before he spoke.

“I feed on spleens...” I sighed and felt any sign of an erection die down. I started to wonder if he was pony or machine. Or a ghoul that had lost all sign of brain activity bar from four words and how to stand. Then again, Big Daddy had found him in a sea of dead slavers and two disemboweled alicorns, all of which had an incision in their midsection. So who really knew. He didn’t bother anyone though, so Big Daddy let him stay at the arena. He worked fine as a bloodwing crow though... granted, it was ages ago since I had seen one, and they were basically none around the arena since Sanguine wiped them out with the help of carapace cunt. I was sure I could have done it. But he said I was too valuable to risk. Granted, seeing how they’d killed a pack of manticores in a few seconds each during that whole procedure, it might was a good thing I wasn’t there.

I kept trotting; I knew where I was going anyhow. But still... I had to admit, I’d always wanted to do a larger pony, I bet I could easily be filled by a large stallion, assuming his equipment was equivalent to his size. I was hung enough to take it. And I’d just imagine how voluptuous a mare of that stature would be... would feel amazing to grind against. Bet she’d have plenty labia to nibble on as well. Loved to really get to tug at lips. Would likely be an earth pony though. They were the most prone to end up big framed. And physically strong. Would just feel wrong if they couldn’t pin me down easily. Heck, otherwise they wouldn’t deserve to mount me. I couldn’t just submit to some pansy... oh...I wanted to have a mare straddle me right now, no wait, make that two. One grinding against me and the other on my muzzle.

It made me all moist just thinking about it... it was just so hot to dominate somepony into taking charge... I might have even swallowed... but it was just so much fun to snowball people. Or if a newbie ate you out, ask them what was wet and clueless... *Snrk* I smiled, as I snickered to myself. Was priceless to see each time, just that look of ‘What just hit me in the face?’ Especially if I managed to get a clear stream into their eyes. Ah, what fun it was to mess with those that didn’t know mares could ejaculate. I almost walked into a wall before I noticed I had reached the end of the hallway. Well, my nethers were engorged and throbbing, so I didn’t need any foreplay at least.

My eyes fixated on a lone, mysterious stranger way back in the shower room. Perfect! I strode in, he immediately turned to me and backed a few steps, could now make out he was an earth pony, he wore a coat and a fedora, looked quite snazzy. I waved a hoof towards him; “You” back to me “Me” then both my front legs in the general direction of my room and finished with “Fuck”. He seemed to mouth some sort of... answer? Was he mute? Didn’t matter, can still have sex. I walked up to him and grabbed him by the collar, starting to drag him towards my room, I noticed that he eyed his magnum holstered in its place. I just gave him a glare and his ears folded back. That’s what I thought, once reaching my room, quickly disposing of his clothes. He just let out a whimper and looked at me. Ugh! Not one of these. I was horny dammit! “Look, I want to fuck, my nethers are swollen, just get erect and fucking do me! You’re the only one I could find on short notice, I dunno where the rest went, but that’s beside the point! You’re here now, so do your duty and please me!” He didn’t move closer to my bed, instead he started to try and ... ah fuck this! I took him with a wide tackle and landed onto my bed.

I slammed the seeming tan stallion onto the mattress and pinned his shoulders to my bed and straddled him. He flinched and turned away, burying his face into my bunny pillow. He wasn’t hard. How dare he not get hard for me?! I ground my hips into the insolent buck’s waist. I groaned slightly as he started growing between my hind legs. I knew nopony could resist me, everypony loved Fluttershy.

I sneered and positioned his tip right at the entrance to my marvelous marehood with my wings, gently rubbing it back and forth. He still wouldn’t look me in the eye. I was giving him a fucking gift! How dare he not appreciate my gesture of kindness?! I smacked him across the face with the back of my hoof, but he only turned the other way and sniveled into my stuffed bumblebee. “Look at me!” I shrieked as I hit him again and again. “Look. At. Me! LOOK AT ME!!!”

The bastard finally got the hint when I dislocated his jaw and he looked up at me with tear filled, hazel eyes. I glared into his quivering, pinprick pupils and slammed my hips down into his, taking him inside me. I humped against him vigorously for several minutes, but he just laid there, whimpering; I may as well have been fucking a pillow. I grabbed his bruised and bleeding face and held it up. “You’re going to LOVE ME!” I shrieked in his face.