The morning sun beamed into a house in the midtown of Ponyville. A grayish blue furred pony with white hair and orange eyes awoke when the brightness hit his eyes. After bustling around a bit he got up from his bed; groggily walked over to his window and opened it. The fresh smell of sweets from the bakery across the street caught his nostrils; it was a wonderful smell to wake up to in the morning.
He stretched around a bit, went through his early morning hygiene and walked to his kitchen. He decided fried eggs and orange juice were preferable for his morning meal. While cracking open the eggs it dawned on him that it was Saturday; he was free for the day! He widened the smile he’d been carrying and started to fry the eggs.
After he was done eating breakfast, he decided what to do first today. The only thing that he could think of was that he needed drapes for his window. He grabbed his bag full of bits and walked out the door in a very chipper mood and headed his way for the store.
It was early enough to still smell some of the morning dew. Ponies were walking about here and there but the town was mostly quite at this time. When he finally got to the store it was around Eight O’clock. He walked up to the entrance of ‘Curtains and Cuffs’ and tried to open the door but it wouldn’t budge. Of course! The stores were closed on the weekends; how could he have forgotten!? Groaning he walked in the opposite direction. Eventually he found a bench to sit on and began to think heavily on what to do next. After a few minutes he finally decided to just breathe in and enjoy the mid-morning.
He slowly began to doze off as the sun got higher and higher. Despite some increasing commotion from the town, he smiled and leaned back to enjoy the calmness of the day.
“Hi there!”
He immediately shot up and looked to the source of the sound on his right. He was greeted with the sight of a mint green mare with sunglow eyes. Her mane and tail were cyan colored with a white streak running through them, and her cutie mark was that of a lyre. She sat to his right and had a huge toothy smile on her face. She seemed to be no more than two feet away from him.
After a few seconds of uncomfortable eye contact, the green mare tilted her head and then straightened it again while leaning in closer to the gray-blue colt.
“My names Lyra!” she said, “Lyra Heartstrings.”
The colt returned a half yet nervous smile.
“Um, hi, my names Royal Riff,” he said. Halfway through the sentence he noticed another mare behind him. She appeared to have beige fur, a pigment blue mane and tail with a rose pink streak going through them. Her eyes were that of a cerulean blue. She too was carrying a large grin, not showing any teeth though.
“Nice to meet you Royal Riff! That’s my friend Bon Bon and to your left is Berry Punch.”
The colt turned around and saw a mare with plum colored fur and a darker mulberry mane. Her cutie mark was that of grapes and a strawberry. He flinched back a bit having not noticed her presence at all.
“Oh, uh, h-hi girls,” said Royal Riff.
“So what are you doing out in the town?” asked Lyra.
“Uh, I-I was just looking for some drapes but the store that had them was uh, closed,” he responded.
Lyra looked at him quizzically. “You thought the stores were open on the weekend? Silly you!” she said laughing while jokingly hitting Royal Riffs arm.
“Uh, yeah heh-heh,” Royal Riff said nervously.
Suddenly he felt a hoof touch his head; he turned around and saw Bon Bon grinning at him again. She then ruffled his hair a bit with her hoof.
“So, do you like fruit?” Berry Punch asked.
“Uh yeah I guess. I-it taste… good,” he responded.
“My cutie mark is fruit y’know?” she said.
“I see your cutie mark is a treble cleft,” said Bon Bon behind him, “I’m guessing your special talent has something to do with music?”
“W-well yeah actually, I can play multiple instruments.”
He gave off a sheepish smile, he wasn’t used to this kind of attention, especially from mares; it made him feel quite uncomfortable, but in a way he liked it too.
“Well maybe you could show us your skills sometime,” Said Bon Bon with her hoof still on his head.
“Yeah, actually I think we got some instruments back at my place,” said Lyra, “Come on!”
She got up and motioned her hoof to follow her.
“Oh well I-I don’t think I could really do that right now,” said Royal Riff fumbling around nervously, “I have to uh-”
“Aw c’mon, it’ll be fun; I could play my Lyre with you.”
“W-well I-I just don’t think-“
“Oh stop being so shy!” said Lyra playfully as she walked over and booped Royal Riffs nose, “We won’t bite.”
“Yeah, come one!”
“Yeah let’s go Riff!”
“O-ok, I guess I have the time,” said Royal Riff, “M-maybe it will be fun.”
“Of course it will!” said Lyra in a very enthusiastic tone.
Royal Riff sat up and Bon Bon took her hoof off of his head. They all started to follow Lyra who was already ten feet ahead of them.
At first they seemed to walk through the main part of town, which was now more livid than when Royal Riff walked earlier that morning, but they soon started to veer off to a none familiar part of town. Eventually they cut through an ally and reached the outer skirts of ponyville. Lyra slowed her pace when they got here.
Royal Riff was now even more nervous. He had always been a fairly quiet and reserved pony and going back to somepony else’s house with three mares was certainly a new experience for him. Knowing some of them where staring at him he kept his vision mainly at the ground. When he felt his head touch something he looked up and saw Lyra walking almost directly in front of him. He could see her moderately sized plot which was no more than two inches away from his face. He quickly looked down while blushing.
Now feeling even more uncomfortable he looked to his right and saw Bon Bon who was walking close to him as well, almost to the point where the sides of their bodies touched. She apparently had been staring at him the whole time. She gave him yet another big smile while not breaking eye contact.
Nervously Royal Riff quickly looked back and saw Berry Punch walking just a foot behind him. She appeared to be looking directly at his rump, but shot her head up and gave Royal Riff a quick smile when she noticed him.
He continued this awkward walking position for at least ten minutes; occasionally looking up only to see Lyra’s rump in his face again; her tail would sway as if trying to give him a brief view of her privates. He would quickly look down or to the left though.
Finally after what seemed like hours to Royal Riff, he heard Lyra speak in front of him.
“Well here we are! It’s not much I know but it’s… appropriate.”
When Royal Riff looked up there was a wooden shack with one window and a simple wooden door. It was slightly smaller than his house in Ponyville.
“Come on in!” Lyra said in a chipper voice as she opened the door. Royal began approaching and Bon Bon and Berry Punch followed closely behind him. When he entered the shack he began to look around the room. There appeared to be one large bed in the center-left of the room decorated in very nice sheets; a lamp and a drawer were next to the bed and a closet appeared to be in the upper right side of the room; Royal thought that perhaps that’s where the instruments were.
As he was about to say something, he heard Lyra yell “Now!” At that, he was thrown to the floor with an immense weight. He tried to get up but was being held there by the weight of two mares. His vision became dark as he felt something being wrapped around his eyes. He heard a clanking sound and after that he couldn’t move his hooves. He tried to yell something in protest but something, presumably a ball gag, had been placed on his mouth preventing him from doing so. He could hear some grunting sounds and felt himself being carried and dropped down on a bed.
After a few seconds Royal was able to organize his thoughts. It was pretty obvious at this point that it had been some kind of trap. "How could I have been overpowered by a couple of mares!?" He thought.
The low voices of the three mares could be heard around him.
“Well, what now?”
“I don’t know, we just wing it I guess.”
“Wing it? Are you kidding me? This was your idea.”
“Wait, wait, I know what we should do first.”
The voices then got too quiet for Royal to hear. After about ten seconds he could hear hoof steps approach the bed.
“Does he really need the blindfold on?” said what sounded like Berry Punch, “He’s already seen our faces.”
“Oh no! That’s right! What if he reports us to the police!?”
“Don’t worry, he’s gonna be begging for more when were done.”
Royal felt himself being set somewhat upright on the wall of the bed; he desperately tried to say something but couldn’t, all he could get out were muffled sentences and heavy breathing noises. He felt his ball gag remove. He opened his mouth to say something but before he could he felt something warm get near his muzzle and the smell of mare scent filled his nostrils. A warm gooey fleshiness then pressed against his opened mouth. A salty, mushy liquid entered his mouth and he quickly closed it. His body heated and upon realizing what was being done to him. The pony’s marehood then began to rub around and move, getting the slimy liquid all over his face.
As much as Royal didn’t like this, he still had an involuntary and throbbing erection. Most feelings of resentment and confusion had started to give way to lust. He blushed realizing the full situation he was in.
The rubbing then briefly stopped and what sounded like Berry Punch began talking next to him.
“Can you guess whose it is?”
Despite no ball gag, Royal could not bring himself to talk.
“Here’s a hint, it’s not mine.”
There was still no answer.
“Don’t act like you’re not turned on by this, you know we can all see your boner right?” she said, “Look, you’re not getting any more until you guess.”
With Royal Riffs best attempts he muffled out the name “Lyra”.
“That’s right!” said undoubtedly Lyra herself in front of him.
Then once again the soft gooey flesh came down on his face; it rubbed and grinded from his neck to his forehead for minutes on end. He didn’t really like the taste but became more and more aroused at the soft, gooey, scented flesh constantly encasing his muzzle, as well as the sheer principle of the act; he had never done something like this before and had barley even thought of it.
“If you’re not gonna lick it you’re not gonna get it okay?” said Lyra, “Now open up and keep it open.”
At this Royal opened his mouth and licked the flesh, tasting the salty fluid much more vividly now.
“Aah! Ooh! Right there!” He heard Lyra yell.
“Come on! When is it gonna be my turn!?” said one of the other two mares.
“O-okay, it's too early to cum anyways,” said Lyra.
He heard Lyra get off the bed and another pony get on. Within seconds he felt a flesh pound on his mouth again. He heard somepony quivering in front of him as her marehood moved rapidly across his face, much faster than Lyra had. The scented goo was now going in his hair and dripping down his neck. Whoever this was; they were much more wet than Lyra.
“How about this one?” said Lyra next to him.
The rubbing briefly stopped and his cock started to be prodded.
“C’mon, guess.”
“B-Berry?” he said in an almost desperate voice.
“Wrong.”
With that the soft flesh pushed back into his face again, this time with even more vigor. After a minute or so more of this he heard a slight squeak and the rubbing stopped.
“O-okay, I’m done,” said Bon Bon, “I don’t want to cum yet.”
“Okay, you’re turn Berry.”
“Great!” said Berry.
Royal heard Berry get on the bed and pause for a second.
“Does somepony mind explaining to me why he still has the blindfold on?” asked Berry Punch.
“It’s supposed to be kinky, now move along.”
“Hmm,” said Berry Punch above him, “I know what to do!”
Royal Riff felt himself jolted down and laid flat on his back. He felt Berry move on top of him, and then suddenly two buns were wrapped around his face.
“Just doing something a little non-traditional.”
Once again he felt his mouth touch a fleshy marehood, this time Berry’s. Unfortunately he also felt his nose shoved right up her ass.
Berry moved her flank around a little bit and then with a commanding voice said “Lick.”
Royal stuck his tongue out and began lapping at her sex, once again tasting the salty, gooey fluid. For about five minutes he could barely breathe; he would be given occasional gasps of unclean air only to suffocate under Berry’s ass again. Despite this, his erection throbbed like never before, never in his life had he felt so aroused. He had always thought of promiscuous acts before, and felt bouts of lust he desperately needed to release, but this was on a whole new level, it was a primal kind of lust, one that could only be tamed by the shackles on his hooves.
Eventually he felt the weight of Berry Punches rear lift off of him. The front of her body now laid down on his torso. Then a moist and soft suckling sensation had touched Royal’s prick. “Finally!” he thought.
He still continued to lick at Berry’s clit, now not just lapping but sucking at it as well.
“Well it seems you’re getting good at this,” she said.
After another minute or so of the two licking each other, Berry lifted her clit off of Royal’s mouth.
“I think I’ll do what Bon Bon is doing and save it for… something big.”
The sucking continued for another minute or so. Royal began to feel a euphoric sensation as a funny feeling entered his lower abdomen and a strong buildup formed in his groin.
“Aw c’mon Berry, you had enough, were dying over here!” said Lyra.
Just as a wave of pressure was about to erupt from his dick, the sucking sensation suddenly stopped.
“All right fine, just don’t make him splurge yet, I wanna do the honors of drinking him up.”
Royal groaned in disapproval before having the ball gag placed on his mouth again. He felt horribly let down. “Are they gonna leave me like this all day?” He thought. Just then his cock felt another moist sucking sensation, and then another tongue began to lick and suck the shaft of his dick.
“Hey it’s my turn!” said Lyra.
“Shut up!” said Bon Bon.
After just thirty seconds of the two mouths licking and sucking away at his cock, he felt the strange feeling in his lower abdomen again. His groin felt the pressure once more and just as he was about to release the two mouths stopped. Royal groaned internally, it was as if they were doing it on purpose.
“Ok, no more playing around, it’s time to do what we really wanted.”
The blindfold was removed from him and for the first time in at least twenty minutes he could see again. It was the same bedroom surroundings he saw before he was shackled, except now Lyra and Bon Bon were in front of the bed.
“I think it’s time he actually see’s us, especially for what we’re going to do next.” said Berry who was beside him.
“Fine,” said Lyra as she got on the bed. She approached him with a look of lust and nervousness in her eyes. Eventually she stood directly above Royal. He looked quite puny to her; she could see a look of desperation on his face that seemed to indicate a pleading for her.
“Well okay, here we go I guess,” said Lyra as she squatted down to align her vagina with his cock. Once Royals tip touched her snatch she slowly sat down on it, pushing it deeper and deeper inside of her. Royal now felt the warm moist flesh encircle his cock. The lips of her marehood closed around him with surprising tightness. Lyra let out a gasp of breath when she was almost fully penetrated, and began to pull up. She repeated the motion of pushing down and pulling up, steadily getting faster while doing so. Squeaks and moans could be heard which got louder and more passionate the deeper and faster she moved.
Royal, whose mind was practically in a frenzy; looked around and saw Bon Bon masturbating furiously, and Berry Punch staring very intently at what was happening with her tongue sticking out, possibly masturbating herself as well.
“Ah! O-okay, I’m stopping now, g-gonna save for an epic cum.”
Royal groaned once again and started to pull desperately to get out of the shackles. His erection had gotten to the point of hurting and his anger from earlier was starting to arise again.
“Aww, look at him squirm,” said Berry, “anyways your turn Bon Bon.”
Bon Bon stopped her clopping and quickly trotted over to the bed. Just like Lyra had, she got on the bed and stood over Royal. But instead of doing anything, she stood for a longer than necessary amount of time.
“C’mon Bon Bon, what are you waiting for?” said Lyra, “Berry Punch needs a turn too.”
Bon Bon stood blankly for another few seconds then spoke up:
“Uh, L-Lyra I-I have something to tell you.”
“What?”
“I-I’m a virgin,” she said meekly.
“What?!” yelled Lyra, “What about that Big Mac colt you said you slept with?”
“I-I was lying, I just didn’t want you to think I was…”
“Whatever, do you wanna go or what Bon Bon?”
She contemplated for more than just a few seconds, looking directly at Royal while doing so. Berry looked on with an annoyed and impatient expression and Lyra equally so. Finally she spoke up, “N-no, I don’t think I will.”
“Great! My turn!” said Berry as she jumped on the bed and landed directly on top of Royal.
“Okay then, let’s try something different again.”
Berry turned around and lifted her tail, exposing the privates of her larger than average flank. Royal braced thinking she was going to sit on his face again but relaxed when he saw her move her flank above his cock. The tip of his stallionhood aligned with her anus, and like Lyra did earlier she began to sit down, this time facing backwards though.
The sensation felt much tighter than Lyra, it felt slightly rougher too, figuring she went in completely dry. Eventually his entire cock was inside of her. Berry lifted her flank up and sat down again, the pace starting off much faster than Lyra’s was. Royal had even started to feel himself move his thighs to match with Berry’s movements. The warm inner walls of Berry’s ass were sending him over the edge, more so than any experience before. The climax built up even more within Royal, the liquid inside him moved and streamed into something huge. Royal closed his eyes and laid his head back on the bed. He could see the faint light of the window through his eyelids; a small smile even began to form on his face. Despite being tricked and involuntarily tied up, this wasn’t so bad.
For the fourth time he began to feel his climax come on. “Please, please,” he thought, “Just let me cum this time.”
But like every other time, he was denied. Berry extracted herself and got up to stand with the two other girls. They all looked at Royal with as lustful and hungry eyes as he did. They whispered to each other for a few seconds and with a mischievous smile Lyra walked over and removed Royal’s ball gag, then threw him to the floor. Royal sat up on the side of the bed and attempted to say something, but before he could he was assaulted with all three marehoods. They all pushed in his face, nearly suffocating him. Cum drenched his eyes, nose, hair, neck, and mouth, and the mares could all be heard moaning and heaving in front of him.
Berry moved down and began to suck on his cock while the other two continued rubbing on his face. Soon, all of them (except Berry) began to feel their orgasm’s come on. In one brief moment they all erupted. Lyra was the first to cum, it sprayed all over Royal's face, even getting some of her muck up his nose. Bon Bon came next, only hitting half of his head and the rest drenching the side of the bed and lamp table. Soon Royal came too. It was literally his first time, and it felt glorious. It was like playing a thousand instruments at once in perfect rhythm, heaven itself had entered his pelvis.
Berry had attempted to swallow it but chocked under the massive amount of cum released by him. When she lifted her head it sprayed all over his abdomen and up his chest. Berry got up and in a brief moment of clopping had a climax of her own, squirting all over Royal’s body.
The girls breathed heavily for a minute whilst staring at what they had done.
“Jeez he’s a messy one, or is all that ours?”
“I sprayed his face.”
“Me too.”
“Then it’s probably mine heh-heh.”
Royal felt himself gently placed back on the bed, absolutely exhausted and covered in his own, and others cum. Relaxation fell upon him when he felt a hoof pet the back of his head, and within seconds he was sound and asleep.
“We should probably clean him up.”
Slowly his senses came back and his eyes opened up. The first thing he noticed was the dark wooden ceiling. His bedroom ceiling wasn’t dark. There seemed to be a different pattern to it too. Suddenly he shot up.
“Wait! Wha- where am I?”
He saw the medium sized room with the window by the door and a closet to his left. He looked down and saw the beautifully patterned bed sheets and pillows. It gradually came back to him, and soon he remembered fully what had happened. He blushed slightly, not really knowing how to feel about the whole thing. Was he technically raped? Was he technically no longer a virgin?
He gave a small sigh and decided to just get out and trace his steps back into town. He gave a yawn and stretched out before getting off the bed. He noticed a small piece of paper on the lamp table to his left; picking it up he saw that it was a note with words on it.
Hey Royal, I know you liked me the most, if you want more of it you could come by here tomorrow at around 12:00 o’clock noon. Sound good?
-Berry Punch
He gave a brief moment to consider if he really would come back. He looked out into the window and saw the sun still high in the sky. He had all afternoon to think.
Placing the note back down on the table he opened the door and walked outside with a slight skip in his step.
