Make 'Em Cry

I heard Brass sputtering and pulled back, spitting and wheezing for several seconds as I turned around as saw her lurched forward, coughing up fluid out of her muzzle into an erratic puddle onto the floor. She held a hoof over one of her nostrils, snorting out through the other with grit teeth. “FUCK! My nose! That burns!” Brass snarled at me, shaking with anger as she fixed me with a glare before resuming: “You’re an ass Psycho... I agreed to give you head, and you give me a fucking spitting cobra!” She hissed at me as she spat out a last gob of my juices, gently nursing her sore nostril. “I wouldn’t have minded if you did it to whomever the fuck else, bucks got their ‘angry dragon’ shit. But for fucks sake Psycho! At least have the dignity to not pull that shit on a fellow reaper. It bloody burns. FUCK! I have enough shit going on without having to deal with my nostril aching... if you weren’t Sanguine’s favorite pet, I’d so have sliced and torn out ALL of your clit for doing that... fucking bitch...”

I gigglesnorted and waved a hoof dismissively. “Oh please Brass. Like you’re one to talk. Remember that time you spiked my drink and I woke up with a bottle shoved into each of my major orifices?” The pegacorns expression momentarily faltered as she recalled the event. “Now THAT was a pain in the ass, literally. It seems like you’ve forgotten that we fuck with each other on a regular basis around once to twice a month.” My smile faltered a bit when I noticed ... was Brass crying? That was strange... I’d never seen her cry before, apart from that one time her stinger was torn off. She’d been hysterical before she got it regenerated. I was about to press the issue when she snorted and fixed me with a stare that told me to leave it alone.

“Not a word Flutterfucker...” Her teeth grit even more, apparently that snort had hurt more than it should. “Haa... yeah... I know we clam jab and cunt punt each other regularly, just... fuck...” she sniffled and wiped a tear away. “I know you couldn’t have known, but my nose is really sensitive, I guess it’s due to be part manticore, my scent has improved a lot from when I was just a pony, but like... goddess damn this burns!” Brass bit into her fetlock hard enough to draw blood. When I looked closer, the whole right side of her nostril had started to swell. Huh... I guessed what just caused a stinging burn for ponies was like... tripled or something for mantisusses . She hissed again and resumed “Ngh... I will forgive you this time, but if you ever do this again, I WILL fucking cut or bite half your labia off! And headbutt it once you have it regrown! ... Just stick to squirting me in the eye, ear or wake me up by shoving ice in my cunt or ass, like a normal maniac or whatever you find fancy at the time but don’t give me anymore spitting cobras, got that?”

I looked at her pained expression and nodded shortly after, giving a small smile. “Yeah, sure Brass. And sorry, but as said, I didn’t know, you might should've told me though; you know how I can be prone to do things like this. If you want, I’ll let you give me one, free of charge.” I ran a hoof up her chin and gave her a careful lick on her sore nose, she shivered, but seemed to let out a sigh of relief as I carefully licked the tender spot “But for now, we should go and see if there’s any med-x or soothing lotion or something that we can fix your nose with, okay?” She nodded and choked back a few tears as we both started moving towards medical. I doubted Brass meant any of what she said, at least overly serious at least.

But I know each person had at least one weak point, and I actually respected that for some reason... I had my.... secret. And I wouldn’t want to have that ignored, and I knew Brass respected mine and stayed clear from it, so I would at least do the same for her. I was actually in the mood for some pussy eating. And heck, I had actually never truly eaten Brass before, despite our long rivalry. It was time to try out that exotic cunny of hers. Wonder how I could stretch her lips? This would be fun to try out once we get back from medical.

*

Really? How long would it take to get her sinuses checked? I had waited like...more than twenty minutes. Geez, how sensitive were her nasal cavities? After around five more minutes, and me reciting the reaper code for lack of a better thing to do, the door finally swung open and Brass strode out with... I barely sustained my gigglesnort as I saw the contraption attached to her muzzle. “Not. A. Word.” The pegacore looked at me with a deadpan glare. I tilted my head and looked at her questionably. “Apparently, I had a laceration in my nostril you tore open when you came inside of me. Can’t recall how I got it, but it was infected and had to be lanced and drained. Wouldn’t have done much if it had kept going, but I’d have gotten a sore as fuck nose and had clogged nostrils so... in a way, you causing me extreme nasal pain saved me a few weeks off the air. So... yeah... Sanguine recommended that next time I go to areas with stuff like sulfur and small particles to wear a mask or a pair of these.” She held up a small box with her wings.

I was about to ask what it was when she resumed. “Before you ask, they are pre-war tech. Apparently they were used by ponies allergic to certain things inhaled, they’re basically a small filter that makes me able to breathe through my nose on places I normally wouldn’t. Actually also works for filtering smoke up to a certain density. But yeah... even if he told me that... rinse hurt me more than the entire week or two would have done pain wise, it does allow me to work the upcoming week. He also found and cleaned a cyst in my ear, which was nice to get rid of, had been itching. So... I guess we’re kind of even here.” I smiled at her and slowly shook my head.

“No Brass, I still owe you head. So whaddya say? Wanna head back to my place and offer me something to eat?” She returned my smile with one of her own.

“Maaaybe... hope you won’t mind something to wash it down with.” I gigglesnorted and looked at her.

“C’mon Brass, you know me, it’s the rare exception if there isn’’t a drink included... assuming you don’t mean the other type... you know I’m not into that.” I stared at her as we both headed towards my room.

The mantisus chuckled and gave me a light elbow to the side. “Aw... well can’t a blame a girl for trying eh? Sooo looking forward till tomorrow and I can get rid of this thing, I won’t be able to snog my babies goodnight with this on... hey, could you give me something to chow down on at your place?” I inspected the jagged edges of the contraption she wore.

“Uh... no offence Brass, but I wouldn’t want that near my cooch, seems like it could rupture or bruise something. She rolled her eyes and sighed.

“No, I meant food overall, I’m hungry...” She gave a gigglesnort and quickly licked my ear, eliciting a squeak from me as I recoiled from the protruding objects on that thing. “What do you say we go outside to the grass? Then you can eat me out while I eat out as we eat out.” The reply made me chuckle.

“Nah, I’d rather stay in my room, no offence, but I’d prefer some privacy for this time. Wouldn’t exactly do either of us a favor if they saw us together yanno. And Deus would probably get an excuse to laugh at us... hehe, remember that time we banged a buck in front of him? He was so pissed that he couldn’t read us, so he tried to get back at us and pinned that ‘conveniently placed mare’ nearby. Ah man, still remember the face he got when he found out she had an EMP grenade stored in there, he just collapsed in a pile with a whimpered. Apparently it had burnt his tip a bit. She was prepared enough to have protection in there though. But still, point being, that was hilarious as he just lay there fizzling.” We both had a good laugh as we went down the corridor. “Was totally worth the scold from Sanguine, heck, we got to give Deus a facial. Damn he got pissed on us though.”

Brass looked solemn as she spoke. “Yeah... he tried to rape one of my babies to get back at me, but it turns out it was harder to bang a manticore than he expected, ended with him killing two of my poor pretties when it turned out he wasn’t very successful.” She sighed wistfully. “I’m gonna miss those two... When he didn’t manage with a female one, her mate tried to avenge her, so he tried to rape him with equally little success. When that didn’t work either, he killed him too... stupid Deus... selfish fucktard, can’t even take a joke...” She snorted as we approached my room. I understood her; Deus was a dick, and the biggest slut in the wastes. Like really, the fuck was his problem? He was a terrible... ‘brother’ per say when I grew up. Though, after the time he tried to get me to suck dick when I was just a barely filly, Sanguine quite severely removed all access he had to me. Serves the fucker right. I still didn’t understand why Sanguine never spayed him tough... I mean, doesn’t seem that hard to do, and he’d behave better afterwards...

We walked into my room and I locked the door behind us. I still thought Brass looked hilarious with that contraption at her head. I had no idea what it was for, but it looked really amusing. She made her way over to my recliner and slumped down with a sigh. Man, she seemed rather parched... come to think of it, I was quite spent myself. “Hey Brass.” She tossed a look my way and saw my wing stroke a mini fridge. “I got some cool drinks for us once we’re done with the appetizer...” Her eyes seemed to focus extra hard.

“Ah bitch... you got a mini fridge? That’s like, both awesome and... damn it Psycho, I want a mini fridge... or an open stove...” I grinned at her and stuck my tongue out as I approached. I firmly knelt down before her, taking in her marehood with a questioning look. Why was she flaccid? I was about to ask when she seemed to get the hint and spoke before me. “Hey... look, mind if we just chat a bit? You know... maybe like; preen each other and all that? Maybe even a rub down? I’m kinda stiff after the fight earlier and thought that we could... you know...” I let out a giggle and planted a kiss on her slit... her kinda mixed slit, this was going to get some used to, least she could still wink. And wait... preen? Her wings was made of skin...

“Naw... if you’re having problems getting it up, you just have to tell me... just say if you need a hoof with getting your lil’ marehood all clammy and good to go.” She blushed furiously and gave me a light slap with her tail, it stung a little, but it was just a playful bruise anyhow.

“S-shut up! I am not... and it’s not small!” She frowned something adorable, but I couldn’t help but feel strange in my stomach... that has seemed like a decent burn, why did I feel slightly queasy from it? Ugh, maybe I needed a drink? I looked at the slowly swelling marehood in front of me and added mentally to myself: Something proper to drink. “I just thought we could... you know... just maybe... ah fuck.. just forget it...” she let out a huff and wiggled her flank further down into my chair, hugging one of my stuffed plushies to her, looking away from me. Psh, it was so easy to mess with Brass when alone like this, she allowed herself to blush and get embarrassed. We always had the best fights when alone; never ‘rude’ so to speak, always teasing and all like that. Kinda wondered what she had wanted to ask though.

Shortly after she was fully engorged, she tilted forwards and grabbed my head, dragging it down to collide softly with her pussy, making her hiss out gently in pleasure. Not wanting to waste the moment, I started lapping on her folds, taking my time around the mound, making sure she had time to get all worked up. Nuzzling around her slit, and to my delight, I heard her begin to purr softly. Ha! That was always so adorable, and she always got so embarrassed when you pointed it out to her. But I didn’t feel like it today, she could have her fun making silly noises. After circling and nipping her pride for a couple laps, I had expected her to impatiently buck her hips into my face; instead she was just... hugging my plushie and quivered lightly. Wonder what her deal was? Maybe she just really wanted it slow? After all, she looked really beat, and getting slow head when exhausted could be really neat.

A grin slowly spread across my muzzle. Maybe this would rile her up or at least make her jump. I circled once more, but as I reached the top, I kept going, starting to circle her other orifice, prodding against it with my nose, circling the ring with my muzzle tip. C’mon Brass... I knew you liked to give but was uneasy to take... to my surprise, she didn’t move, all she did was tense a bit as I pressed forward. I have a slight internal snort and took a deep whiff, making sure it was audible. Come on! This had to bother her... I wouldn’t have done it unless I knew she had showered just an hour ago, but still! I reluctantly let out a sigh and went back to her meat with a roll of my eyes. Fine, I’d give her a long one. I began circling her folds again, but this time nipping at her folds as I went around, making sure both sides of her entire labia got some nibbling on them. I heard her purring increase in volume slightly; having a keen sense of hearing was neat most of the time.

I almost spent two minutes giving her girl a go, and damn was she soaked. I watched her writhe slowly as she let out soft noises, her tail flicking back and for-woah! I pulled my leg out of the way. “Hey! Watch the stinger brass.” I went back to working on her, but this time I began to properly lap on her insides, making her squirm in delight.

Brass murmured out a “Sorry...” and folded her tail behind her... she better not cut the fabric of my furniture. I felt how she shifted her weight in a slightly nervous manner. “Um... Shy? Can I tell you... something?” I quirked one of my brows, pulling back and releasing her stiff pearl with a loud pop, fully intending to work more on that love bead when I had the chance. “I... I actually only have one poison gland... the ‘different’ ones I’ve used during my escapades is actually just a varying amount of my toxin...” Huh.... well whaddaya know... wonder why she was telling me this? Did she feel guilty for lying to me before? Whatever the reason was, I just gave her a understanding nod before diving back between her flanks, wrapping my lips around hers, intending to savor her pleasure button for later.

I worked her labia over for a good couple of minutes before she placed a hoof on my head, brushing through my mane. “Could... could you go deep?” She asked in such a cute whisper I couldn’t resist. I pushed my muzzle in deep, sliding past her drapes, pushing further inside, making the mare moan softly. Hehe, she liked this huh? And dang... Brass was hung... figures how she could do the nasties with her minions. I barely met much of any resistance as I burrowed my way deeper inside. I poked my nose against her prostate, dragging my chin against her clit as I muzzle fucked her. “Yeeeess....” The way she hissed out made it amusingly hot in some way... she clenched around me and... why was she so strong? I didn’t have that much muscles in mine! I almost felt myself in a vice if is wasn’t for the fact my face wasn’t very dynamic in it’s shape, along with her being so... or well, she was loose and slippery till she began clenching. I had to work a bit to get in and out and get to her sweet spots. Lack of breath wasn’t a problem though, I had good lungs.

I began working her clit over more closely, lapping and sucking on it. My colleague groaned aloud as I began to suck on her most prized possession. I knew for a fact she was more sensitive than me, she couldn’t take as hard stimuli as I could. I could have used this against her, but I really didn’t feel like it right now. For once she could simply just get off hard and pleasant without complication. I spread her lips apart further with my hooves, once again toying a little with her perky little star above her pride. A thought struck me as I ran my other hoof over her tummy, caressing all of her mammary glands, it was funny how she had so many... did that mean she would birth a litter if she got knocked up? My ponderings were interrupted as she hoarsely spoke to me in a low tone: “Ungh... S-Shy...” I gave a halfhearted response hoof deep in her vag. “Haa... I’m going to... going to...” I felt her start to roll her hips with every suckle I took. Well then, seems like it was time for the creampie. I grinned and tugged her clit slowly back out with me by suckling gentle on it.

She let out a whiny and pressed my head against her crotch as she murmured something I couldn’t hear... I think it had a ‘you’ in it though... I opened my mouth to take her load and locked my lips around her package to not spill a drop. The pegacore arched her back and hissed out an euphoric moan as her floodgates parted and the waterfall came rushing out. My eyes widened when I tasted her juices for the first time. Damn she had really creamy cum... it looked anything but that visually. She pressed my head down and grunted out “S-show... me...” in between more high pitched cries as she unloaded stream after stream of her hot, gooey lube. I wonder if manticore jizz was like this, or if was just her? Definitely reminded me more of a male load... bar from it was much more of it, and it wasn’t as salty. I tried to pull back once I was sure she had finished unloading in my maw, but she whimpered and ground against my mouth, pressing out her last ejaculate. I took the time to lap on her nub, making her whiny and unfold her button again. She was soooo putty in my hooves.... and she was actually really tasty. I sloshed the gunk around in my mouth. Wondered if she liked mine? I mean, she had sent a few of my loads home, but spat out an equal number of them... and one snowball. Heh, that reminds me of the time I spat that stallions spunk back over his face, after all, I only said I’d take it in the mouth, I never promised I’d swallow hehe. Man he had been grossed out, such a whimp.

Brass’s convulsions came to an end as I was allowed to pull back and leaned my head up, showing her the result of my work, twirling it around with my tongue, causing her to shudder. And as she opened her mouth to speak again, I quickly swallowed it with my jaw still open before she had the time to say anything. Her face scrunched up adorably as her hips bucked and a small stream of ejaculate was pushed out and struck my across the face. I gave her a wide grin. Still got it. She swayed as she sat there, slumping down in the recliner breathing softly as her eyes dropped more and more. “N-no hard feelings?” she weakly croaked out. Shesh, she really was worn out, could barely keep her head straight. I just gave her a smile and kissed her on her pearl, eliciting a happy squeak before hugging the plush to her chest, and then she went limp. I couldn’t help but to feel proud, another time I got a mare off to sleep. I quickly arched a brow as I inspected Brass’s face. Seems like those sharp things weren’t sharp after all, look at that. I had completely forgotten about them, but nice to know, while the smartypants doll wasn’t my favorite, it would still be a waste to tear it. And was that...? My nose scrunched up in concentration as I looked closer to her face... nah, it had to be sweat, nothing else would make any sense.

I left the newly snoozing mare in my recliner, tossing a blanket over her. That recliner was even made for sleeping in after all. I made my way to my bed and snuggled down, having the full tiredness of the day slam into me... man, how could I not have noticed of this before? I almost saw double... heh, would have been fun before. Two vulvas. Brass wasn’t the biggest mare, but far from the smallest. She had those cute dots though, just like mine, or well, similar. Not all mares had those... nor stallions. But yeah, her vulva wasn’t equine, but it had equine parts... come to think of it, how many labia did she even have? I had to investigate this further later... but right now, I just nuzzled up against Mrs Buzzy and let out a contented sigh. You know what? I think I would surprise Brass with that preening and stuff... even though she didn’t really have any feathers... but eh, we didn’t have work tomorrow, we could just chat some, work each other over and all that. Since now that I felt after, I really did need some relaxation. Otherwise I might get some cramp... oh! We could take a bath together! That helped the muscles loosen up...maybe even could get some time in the sauna. Would be a nice way to spend a day I think, no sex, just letting go and relaxing. Would be nice. I let out another long sigh and felt myself drift away from consciousness.

* * *

I strode past one of the more desolate areas when I heard exhausted grunts coming from one of the rooms, knowing the hoof, I was quite sure I could pinpoint the noises as someone just finishing up a sexual act, consensual or not. Going by the pitch in the voice, it was coming from a mare... no wait, at least two mares. Out of boredom I trotted closer to the opening I heard the noises from. As I got closer I could make out at least two types of heavy breathing, one coming from someone sexually exhausted, the other from someone hurt and beaten, both sounds something I personally knew well. I reached the door and peeked inside.

As I took in the room, I saw six mares, of which what I assumed to be Flashers, and two stallions, one was slightly roughed up and tied to a hook in the wall wearing a gag, the other splayed out, severely beaten, one of those bondage rings kept his mouth open with his tongue sticking out, currently in use by a cyan unicorn that was shooting her load into his mouth with a few grunts as the juices spurted into the bucks mouth, which he feebly tried to cough out. Once done, she let out a deep sigh and stumbled back to four hooves and moved away from his head. The mare noticed me and gave a tired, but cheeky grin and waved, I smirked and nodded back at her. I kept inspecting the male, one black eye, a couple of gashes, he was practically coated with lubricant, the stallion by the wall just had gotten a few facials, possibly oral creampies, but as said, they had gone light on him. I figured the wall male had just at some point forced a mare to give him head. The Flashers that sought revenge on the males, or females, that wronged them, usually was quite ‘eye for an eye’ on the perpetrators.

Just as I had mentioned that, I noticed that one of the mares was actually tied down on the other side of the room. Going by the vomit next to her, the couple of empty bottles nearby and the bruises on her hindquarters, I guessed she had been scissored and forced to swallow copious amount of mare juice... it made me wonder if she either had held one of these captive as a cum-dumpster, or if she was the only one of a gang-bang crew they managed to capture. Still, it made me smirk, the ‘rogue’ Flashers knew how to give justice.

My eyes drifted back to the stallion, and I was actually hit by how wounded he actually was, there was a large patch of dried blood on his crotch, and a puddle by the end of his hindquarters, and quite much on his tail. I also noticed how there were a couple of... ‘tools’ strewn around the buck, and that one of his balls were missing... along with a part of the tip of his stallionhood. Despite it being a buck, I did wince inwardly, that shit would hurt for any gender. And... was that one of those sounding tools? Shesh, I knew the flashers were thorough, but damn they must be pissed at this stallion. The earth pony mare currently furiously pounding his cock had a quite intense rage in her eyes, confirming my suspicion that this was more than just regular revenge. She snarled and pulled off him. “Hold the fucker’s eye open!” The mare growled out, and shortly after, a glow wrapped around the bucks bad eye and forced it wide open, causing a sharp cry of pain, well as much as he could give off being in the state he was in.

As the mare spun around slowly, and my eyes dilated a bit in horror as I saw that half of her labia were missing, it seemed to have been either sliced or torn off. The sight made me feel a bit queasy... Why couldn’t ponies do like me? Just cause immense pain, but not permanently mutilate? Dismember or eviscerate any other part, just leave the damn genitals alone. I watched as the mare finished turning around and with a hiss she blew her load, several spurts of thick, creamy lubricant streak right into his eye. I heard the buck whinny in pain as he tried to close his eye as the tan earth pony shuddered and let the last of her load out. She then turned around to face him with hatred in her eyes. I was quite sure his eyes were tearing up, but one was already glazed with fluid, so it was impossible to tell how much was what.

The mare lowered herself closer to the bucks face, breathing heavily as spoke to him in a loud whisper. “Not so fun being on the receiving end, is it?” The mares breathing picked up as she got even closer before she shrieked “IS IT?” her voice cracking as she began to shake. The tan mare slapped the shivering and weeping buck across the face. “ANSWER ME YOU FUCK!” I watched as the mare began to start wailing as she shook, slapping the buck over and over as she shouted at him, it didn’t take much more than several seconds before two of the other mares, pulled her off as she sobbed and kicked wildly before an azure mare gave her a tight hug as the other mare stopped fighting, just falling into weak trashing and cried her eyes out.

“Scch... it’s okay now hun... he can’t hurt you anymore, it’s over...” I watched as the azure pegasus slowly and gently brushed the tan pony’s mane as she shook in her grasp. She gave me a somber look, one which I actually found myself returning it with a compassionate one. One of the other mares held a hoof to the motionless buck’s throat, then leaned in to listen to his chest, then gave insecure shrug to the other mare next to her. I just now noticed how bruised and swollen his genital was... ouch, how long had they been at him? And what had he done to that poor mare to deserve that much pounding? I didn’t doubt that he deserved all of it, but it still made me curious what exactly he had done. I watched as one of the mares leaned down and wrapped her mouth around the base of his cock? There was a soft click, and his penis went limp almost immediately as the almost mangled genital flopped to the side, some blood still oozing out wounds in it, and I saw the mare come back up with a cock ring in her muzzle. Huh, well, that did explain how they could have fucked the shit out of him.

The tan mare gave a hiccup and sniveled “I-I was going to be a mother... I-I would ha... ha-” she broke down into sobs again while I respectfully gave a nod to the azure mare and backed outside, heading back towards my room. I suddenly had lost my craving to muzzle fuck someone... but oddly enough, I wasn’t upset over it... I guess I could read one of those copies of Swordmare, I had managed to find a new copy the other week in that scorched closet after all...