Lyra's secret.

You couldn't remember when you woke up.

You couldn't remember what you ate for breakfast.

You couldn't even remember what it was that did it. But what you did remember was that you were miserable.

It had started what felt like years ago, and today it finally came to a boil. The life you lived and the days you walked upon the earth had become so unbearably lonely. You considered yourself a good person. You worked hard, helped when you could and tried not to hurt anyone.

So why was your life now so dim and empty?

You pressed your back against a wall in your dark room and slumped to sit on the floor.

Was this it?

We're the rest of your days destined to be like this? Just living because it was convenient?

As you closed your eyes, you could feel the cool darkness on your skin. A strange kind of comfort came from the sensation.

You thought for a moment that it would be ok if the darkness just swallowed you up.

As if in reply, the wall to your back mysteriously felt softer all of a sudden, but before you could react you fell backwards.

Did the wall break?

Nope.

Did the wall succumb to some kind of water damage?

Hell no.

The only conceivable explanation must have been that it was a blue moon on friday the thirteenth and all the planets were aligned.

Yes, you had fallen into an alternate dimension. One not only of sight and sound but of mind.

Without warning, your back fell hard on an unforgiving wood floor. You groaned from the pain in your back before noticing something was different.

Your dark room was now replaced with one that was sunny and bright. You blinked a few times to check if you were awake.

You were. The warm sunlight on your face said so.

Something brightly colored called your attention to tilt your head back.

But you weren't ready for what you saw.

It was mint green in color. It stood on four legs with a hoof at the end of each leg. At first you took it for a stuffed animal, a really realistic stuffed animal, but cast the notion aside when you saw that it was breathing and blinking.

Atop its head sat a horn with a spiral indentation to the top.

You were speechless, but cocked an eyebrow when you noticed a pair of white bunny ears on its head.

Now, you should have been freaking out at this point, but only one word left your mouth.

"Beautiful."

The creatures cheeks lit up like a stop light.

"W-who are you? What are you doing in my bedroom?"

Her voice was beautiful, almost more so than her.

"Wow, it talks!" The creature almost instantly narrowed its eyes

"Ugh! Of course I can talk. What, because I'm a girl I'm too stupid to know how to speak?"

You scrambled to rest on your knees.

"No no, not at all. I just meant, well….uh….unicorns don't really talk where I come from. Actually, unicorns don't exist where I come from either."

The unicorn seemed to calm down a bit at your explanation.

"What do you mean "where I come from"?"

"I don't really know where I am, but I think its safe to say that this isn't my world."

The unicorn bunny had a look like she had put something together.

"You aren't…….a human….are you?"

"Yyyyyyyyyes…..last time I checked."

Suddenly her face lit up like the fourth of july. She darted up to you and started inspecting you like you were a prize show dog.

"Ohmygosh ohmygosh ohmygosh! I can't believe that you actually exist!"

You were thrown off by her abrupt closeness. But her wonderfully feminine scent made you feel like all the blood had rushed to your head.

"Oh, you've…uh, heard of….humans?"

"Have I heard of them? I only live, eat, and breath humans. Everypony says that I'm crazy for believing in them, but I always knew that they were real."

It was flattering, but you were more than a little confused at everything going on.

"Well, uh, I'm pretty surprised to meet you too. I mean I've heard of unicorns, but I've never heard of a unicorn bunny."

The 'said' unicorn bunny looked up at her head before her cheeks turned a second shade of red.

"Oh horse apples. Uh…..I'm not, I mean, this is just a prop. I thought they would look cute…..its stupid."

"They do look cute, really cute."

She smiled sheepishly while looking down.

"Soooooo, do you have a name, or should I just call you bunny?"

She giggled before looking back up at you. In that moment you felt an old spark deep inside. Something you hadn't felt in a long time.

"M-my name is Lyra. Lyra Heartstrings. But you can call me bunny, if you like."

From that time on you spent the whole day talking. Lyra was absolutely fascinated in you and the world of humans. And you were just as fascinated in her and the world of magic and peace she called home. You two kept talking until the sun went down. As the two of you sat on the couch, you found yourself inching closer to her, and to your surprise, her to you.

As the moon came out, her lips touched yours, and the rest was history.

But the feelings of happiness and elation were long behind you as you sat at the kitchen table drumming your fingers with a sour look on your face.

"If you keep that look, your face might just stay that way," Lyra warned as she moved about the kitchen.

"Don't you worry about me, Bunny. I just get this face whenever I have to be around her."

"Oh come on, Sweetie-"

"Sweetie is not coming on anything. I only get to see you for a little while. Why do I have to share my time with Bon Bon?"

Lyra sighed taking a seat next to you and setting a cup of coffee in front of you.

"Sweetie, I know that you two don't exactly……see eye to eye. But she's my best friend, and you're my boyfriend. I want the two that I love the most to get along."

Lyra really knew how to cut you deep.

Lyra was an only child, and her mother, well…….wasn't the best.

Lyra's mom was so absorbed in being a social butterfly that she had never been there for Lyra. At her graduation, she was at a high society party. At her very first concert recital, she was on a date with a rich stallion. Her first period, she was out shopping.

Bon Bon, on the other hoof, had always been there for Lyra.

As her boyfriend, it is your duty to make sure that Lyra is happy. Even if that means spending a day around somepony who hates your guts.

You sighed deeply, feeling like an old man as you did so.

"Alright, Bunny. If it makes my little honey pot happy, I'll…….try and get along."

Lyra's magic wrapped around your head and jerked it to the left where she gave you a soft kiss on the mouth.

"You spoil me," she cooed with a seductive expression.

"You're fuckin right I do," you replied before picking up your coffee and chugging it like don dela nootch.

You then felt her tingly magic wrap around another part of you. An act that almost made you do a spit take.

Looking in her direction you were greeted by the sexiest golden eyes. She gazed at you like you knew what she was going at.

And you did.

Lyra's "magic jobs" were so mind blowingly amazing that she only did it for you on special occasions.

Since it was with magic and not her hoof, she was able to stimulate your nerves without the distraction of feeling a physical touch. The first time she did this for you, you felt a little scared that she might accidentally blow it up.

But in the end you came so hard you could have sworn that a portion of your cum was brain matter.

She literally blew your brain out from your dick.

You leaned back in your chair as you let her do her thing and magically stroke you off.

'KNOCK KNOCK'

Instantly you felt her heavenly magic leave your already hard penis.

"Oh, she's here early," Lyra observed as she moved away from you.

"GHAAAAAA!" You roared as you picked up a butter knife and buried it into the wood of the table.

Now she was ruining your once in a blue moon magic job.

Fucking Bon Bon!

"You good, Sweetie?"

Lyra's sweet and gentle face brought your temperature down to a simmer.

"Ya……I'm good."

Lyra gave you a bright smile as she went to answer the door.

You sat back in your chair and took a deep breath, ready for what may be the longest day of your life.

"Bon Bon!"

"Ly Ly!"

The two mares stood there as they both squeed at a pitch that could have broken glass.

You just sat there and waited.

"I'm so glad to see you," Lyra said as she gave Bon Bon a big hug.

"Well when I don't see my Ly Ly for almost a month I get worried," Bon Bon replied in her signature sweet inflection.

But you knew that tone of voice was a lie.

"I know. I'm so sorry, but work has been-"

"Tut Tut, not another word. All I care about is that you're doing well."

The two exchanged another warm girl hug.

It was then that she finally noticed you.

"Oh, Bon Bon, you've met-"

"I know who he is. I'm just surprised to see it sitting at a table like a civilized pony."

It was then that you got up and moved closer to the two mares, you and Bon Bon staring daggers at each other every step you took.

"Hay, Bonnie. Nice to see you again. How have you been?" You asked in your friendliest way.

Bon Bon continued to glare as Lyra looked at her nervously.

"Well, Ly Ly. I see you've trained him to speak. Good job."

You felt a vein pulse on the back of your neck. If it weren't for the worried and hopeful expression on Lyra's face you would have blown.

"She sure did. Wasn't easy though. Me being such a numb skull and all."

Bon Bon snorted, frustrated that she couldn't get the response she wanted from you.

"Ly Ly, you have got to tell me everything about the concert. Did you meet Octavia?"

Bon Bon's cold demeanor quickly turned to girlish excitement as she changed gears for girl talk.

"Ya I did. She's so beautiful and classy, just like I always thought she would be."

Lyra and Bonnie sat at the table while they continued to chat and squee. It would be adorable if one of them wasn't such a cold bitch.

It was then that you thought of something to try and break bread.

"Can I get you a coffee, Bon Bon?"

She looked sideways at you, sizing you up.

"Yes, that sounds lovely," she replied sweetly.

You smiled to yourself as you got up and poured the black liquid into a coffee cup. Lyra felt her cheeks get warm. She was pleased as punch that you were being the bigger pony, er…human.

"For you, malady," you said as you handed the mug to Bon Bon. She shifted glances from the cup to you, a sly smile forming on her muzzle.

"Oh, I'm so sorry. I forgot to ask for cream."

She sounded sincere, but her slinky expression said otherwise. You cast it off in the hopes of continuing the peace.

"No problem," you replied.

You put a couple scoops of cream into the cup before bringing it back.

"Oh, I'm such a silly little head. I forgot to ask for sugar."

There goes that vein again.

So you went back and put sugar into the cup, grumbling under your breath.

"I think this might be perfect for you now."

Bon Bon turned to face you in her chair. With a blank stare she reached for the cup. She held it in her hooves for three seconds before it "slipped" from her hooves and shattered on the floor, sending coffee all over the place.

"Oops, silly me. I'm such a klutz," she breezed, putting a hoof over her mouth.

The pressure building in your chest was like that of the mountain that destroyed Pompeii. Lyra had a look on her face like she was waiting for your cancer results to come back.

Without a word you moved over to a drawer and started rummaging through the contents.

Suddenly Bon Bon felt like maybe she had pushed you too far. Especially if you were pulling out a knife.

When you turned around, she saw that you had a dish cloth in your hands.

"Don't even worry about it. Accidents will happen."

Lyra felt her heart flutter. She felt so proud of you for not getting upset, but she was gonna have to talk to Bon Bon about her behavior latter.

You set to cleaning up the mess while Bon Bon huffed and turned her nose up at you.

"I guess thats the best place for you. Cleaning up the floor like the dog you are," she chuckled to herself.

'SLAM!'

Even you jumped at the abrupt slamming on the table.

You stood up to see Lyra with a fierce look in her eyes. Her cute little face was red like she was about to throw a tantrum.

"Lyra?" Bon Bon asked to her friend.

"I…I…..I have to go to the bathroom!" She huffed before leaving the kitchen and storming down the hall.

You moved and sat at the table.

"Sheesh, whats her problem?"

"She's a sweet girl," you answered.

"Like you give a rotten apple about that," Bon Bon snapped at you.

"Excuse me?"

Bon Bon turned in her seat, crossed her hooves, and starred at you like it was an interrogation.

"Let's cut the manure. I know what you care about, and it isn't Lyra. You keep coming here and hanging around because you want her plot."

Your fist curled under the table.

"You're a disgusting, loud, freakish ape. Who has some weird desire to mate with a pony. What, can't you mate with one of your own freaks?"

You clenched your teeth so hard you could have cracked a tooth.

"Lyra may not have the good sense to know when a wolf is panting in her face, but I see you for what you are."

A long pause dwelled between you and Bon Bon, only cold, icy stares. You had to say your peace.

"I think I know what your problem is."

"Oh yeah, whats that?"

"You defiantly have a problem, but its not with me."

"Is that right?"

"Ya, it is."

You put your hands together on the table.

"The problem isn't me or Lyra. It's you."

"Pffffffft! Oh, Oh, I need to hear this. How exactly am I the problem?"

"Because you're in love with Lyra."

Bon Bon's expression shifted from sarcastic, to one of a filly who had been caught with her hoof in a candy jar.

"You love her. Probably since you met her. I would wager that you have a diary with more than one page full of her name written in different fonts and styles and decorated with cute little hearts."

Bon Bon's mouth moved like she was trying to say something but couldn't.

"You dream about her. You fantasize about her. You see her with me and it feels like the world is crumbling under your hooves."

"Y-you're crazy," she mumbled.

"Am I? I just have one thing to say after all that."

Bon Bon started breathing heavy through her nose as she narrowed her eyes at you.

"What's that?"

You reached a hand out and gently placed it on her hoof.

"I'm sorry."

Her face lifted.

"I know it hurts, to see the one you love with someone else, and I'm sorry for that."

She pulled her hoof away from you.

"But believe me when I say that I love that little pony more than myself, and I would never take advantage of her."

'SLAP!'

Her hoof scraped as it slid across your face.

"SHUT UP, SHUT UP, SHUT UP! What do you know about me?! About Lyra?! About anything?!"

"Bon Bon, whats going on?"

The sweet sounding voice from the hallway drew both of your attentions.

Lyra stood there with a curious look as she saw Bon Bon propped up over you on the table with a furious spark in her eyes.

"Ly Ly, I was just…………He tried to touch me!"

Lying bitch!

You were a deer caught in the headlights. Denying would only make you look guilty. All you could do was turn and look at Lyra as she shifted her gaze from you and Bon.

The tension was thick and bitter. The seconds that passed felt like years as you tried to read what Lyra was thinking.

"Bon Bon……I think that you should leave."

Bon Bon's face broke.

"B-but, Ly Ly, I-"

"I can't believe that you would make up a lie like that."

"Ly Ly, I just-"

"Since you showed up you've been nothing but rude and salty. You're my best friend, and I thought that you could be nice to my boyfriend. I'm very disappointed in you. If you can't put aside whatever it is that you have against him, then I don't know if we can be friends anymore."

Bon Bon's eyes glazed as she fought off the urge to cry. As far as their friendship went, Lyra had never stood up to Bon Bon. She always let Bon Bon take the lead and make the decisions. So seeing Lyra take charge was a bit of a shock.

Lyra may have had trouble standing up for herself, but when it came to you she was like a mother bear.

"F-fine…….I'll leave you with the FREAK!"

Bon Bon slammed the door behind her as she left. You looked at Lyra who was doing her best to look strong.

"Bunny, I-"

"Follow me," she ordered.

So you did. You even tried not to look at her flank as she went up the stairs.

She led you into the bedroom and turned on her heels to throw you an authoritative stare.

"Sit down and wait for me."

You sat and watched as she left the room, feeling a little nervous and scared.

What happened to her? You had never seen her so straight forward and angry.

She's mad. She's so mad. There is no way that she isn't totally mad.

She came back into the room holding a white box with her magic. She slammed the box down on the floor before hoping up and siting next to you on the bed.

"L-Lyra, I-"

"Don't move!"

So you didn't.

You felt her turn your head with her magic, and you closed your eyes in preparation for your punishment.

'Sluuuuuuurp'

You felt a warm wet muscle slide up the side of your face. Lyra's tongue felt so soothing and moist as she tenderly slathered your cheek.

"Bunny, what are you doing?"

She toped her licking off with a soft peck on your cheek.

"Saliva is nature's disinfectant. I don't want you to get an infection," she answered in a sweet, syrupy little voice.

You didn't even notice that your cheek had a sizable scrape on it from where Bon Bon hit you. Lyra opened the white box, revealing that it was a first aid kit.

"I thought you were mad at me."

She furrowed her brow.

"Why would I be mad at you, Sweetie? You were nothing but kind and gentlemanly. I don't know what you could have said to make Bon Bon so angry, but she's always been one to fly off the handle."

She took some gauze and tape out of the box and patched up your injury. After you were all fixed up she gave the gauze a cute little kiss.

"Better?"

You touched the bandage. You could almost feel love emanating from it.

Unable to contain your bubbling emotions, you garbed the squishy little mare and held her to you. She let out a tiny squeak.

"Sweetheart, whats wrong?"

Not a dam thing was wrong. You just realized how much you loved her. She trusted you absolutely. When Bon Bon made a false claim of sexual harassment there wasn't a shred of doubt in her mind.

You and Lyra weren't just "dating", you two were connected.

"Please, Bunny. Just let me stay like this for a little longer."

She replied by wrapping her hooves around you in a tender embrace, cooing as she swooned.

"In fact, you were so well behaved that I'd like to do something special for you."

Lyra pulled away.

"Huh?" You asked.

"I-I mean, you've done so much for me, what with the…..you know…..ropes and….stuff."

It was so cute. Even though Lyra was into some kinky, dirty stuff, she was still a dainty little girl who got shy at the mention of sex stuff.

"Well, Bunny, I can't refuse an offer from my favorite mare."

She smiled wide while tapping her hooves excitedly.

"Ok! Uh, uh, do you mind waiting here for me?"

"Calm down, honey bunny. I'll wait, just don't hurt yourself."

She gave you a kiss on the chin before skipping off.

You sat on the bed, your mind a waft with thoughts of what wonderfully perverted thing your girlfriend might have in store for you. You laid back on the bed and inhaled the peace and tranquility of Lyra's room. It smelt of female. A sweet and delicate scent that made you feel so happy to be alive. A stark contrast to the dark loneliness that plagued your days before "the great Lyraing".

The glint of mint green caused you to sit up and see Lyra entering. Her face looked like she was concealing something uncomfortable.

"Bunny, are you alright?"

Lyra stopped and looked up at you with a wince and a smile.

"I-I wanted to give you something special, something I know you've wanted a long time for."

Your brain zipped and whizzed as you thought about what this special something could be. Then like a hard punch in the brain balls you realized.

"Lyra, you don't mean-"

"I-I do. Today I'm going to let you have my….my…….plot hole."

The heavens opened up and a ray of golden light shined on you. You weren't sure, but you could have sworn that you could hear a heavenly chorus singing in the background.

But before you could dip the wick into the sweetest of bees wax, you had to make her squirm a bit.

"Prove it," you demanded flatly.

Lyra's face turned red, and her ears flattened to her head, her expression full of hesitation.

"H-how?"

"Beg me for it."

"No I can't!"

"Do it!"

Lyra sniffed hard as she tried to fight back the urge to start crying.

"Turn around, stick your dirty ass in the air, and beg me to fuck your ass."

"Y-you're such a mean bully," she whimpered as she turned to stick her rump up at you.

She lowered her head till her jaw rested on the floor. Her round little butt rose slowly into the air until she was on her tippy hooves. Finally she moved her tail up and back, revealing the treasures hidden.

"I-I just clean it out and squirted some lube inside….because I want you to…to….fuck…my ass!"

You could tell that it was hard for her to say it while being bombarded with embarrassment, but her nervous begging was giving you a steel hard on.

"I want you to ram your hard, fleshy cock inside my ass and hollow me out inside. I want you to slam my plot so hard I get bruises on my rump. A-and when it feels so good you can't hold it any longer, I want you to cream pie my anus with a big hot load of milk."

Lyra had tears falling from her cheeks by the time she finished with her obscene begging.

You stepped up to where she was bent over and kneeled down. You gently placed a hand on her cutie mark while your other hand patter her rump like it was a puppy.

"You want to be my anal cock puppet, don't you girl?" You asked sweetly to the little pony exposing herself to you.

"I do. I want your manhood to be the first to taste my tail hole."

You wanted to invade her plot right then and there, but more teasing was called for. You ran two fingers up and down her little slit, her sticky juices coating your fingers. Her sweet scent was already filling the room, and you breathed deep her bitch scent.

"Your pussy is wet, honey. You said no for so long, but you wanted up the ass all along huh?"

Lyra's rump quivered. Her embarrassment only adding to her arousal.

"I-its not what you think. Its only because your bullying me so much."

You grinned inwardly.

Taking one of your moist fingers away from her pussy, you positioned your middle finger on her delicate little rose bud, and with one smooth motion, buried it up to your knuckle.

Her anus flexed and gripped around the intruder, and Lyra bit her lip to stifle a groan of pleasure.

"If I'm a bully, then I might as well act like one," you whispered to her like a villain.

You pulled back on your finger, but found it hard with Lyra's hole gripping hard. You raised your other hand and gave her plot a good hard slap. Lyra couldn't hold herself from yelping at the smack she received on her butt.

Yes she was giving you the go-ahead to have her forbidden hole, but she still wanted to maintain her position that she wasn't a fan of it.

And yet the thought of you using her ass like a toy made her feel so naughty and excited. Something wet slowly dripped down her thigh, and she hoped that you didn't notice it.

Finally you found that you could pull your finger out from her tight ass. You pulled out till your finger was almost out before sliding it back into her welcoming anus. Lyra felt uncomfortable in her bottom, but the feeling of your digit wasn't completely bad.

Lyra's pussy was openly leaking her clear fluid, and her back legs were shaking as she quickly lost the strength to hold herself up under your anal fingering.

You pulled your finger from her plot and she slumped to the floor, panting and sweating like she had just run a 5K. Gently, you picked her up and held her in your arms like she was a baby.

"Was that too much for you, Bunny?"

You were having fun being mean to her, but you didn't want her first experience with anal to be a bad one. You wanted her to feel good and like it, because that would mean anal in the future

Heh heh.

"W-well, it was a little uncomfortable, but I think I'll be ok. Are you going to be rough?"

You ran a hand up the side of her face and moved a stray lock of her mane behind her ear.

"I may need to be a little rough to get it in, but I'm not going to hurt you too badly."

Lyra's face turned a gentle shade of pink. She nuzzled her face into your chest while circling the tip of a hoof on your shoulder.

"I'm ready when you are."

You carried her to the bed and set her down gently. Lyra put her hooves on your chest and gave you a quick kiss on the mouth before turning and assuming the position.

You held your cock and gripped her rump with the other hand. The head of your dick nuzzled between her cheeks and made contact with her rose bud. Lyra coaxed you by shaking her rump on your hard on, enticing you to enter.

Lyra looked so cute under you, her rump raised up and her eyes looking at you over her shoulder, glazed with lust and excitement. You felt your head gently open her hole and make sweet contact with the moist heat inside. Even as you entered you were surprised that her plot was welcoming you inside so easily.

Well, not "easily", but it wasn't as tight a fit as you thought it would be.

Lyra's breathing was becoming more long and raged as she felt you sink deeper inside her. Her tummy was a flutter, and her heart was pounding in her chest and head. You felt so big in her ass, but she wasn't breaking, and she took that as a good sign.

You grunted in your throat as you pushed inside as gently as you could. You could feel her butt cheeks quizzer around your shaft as you sank the last few inches and hilted.

"I-I'm all the way inside now…Bunny," you said between gasps.

"You are? T-that wasn't as hard as I thought it would be."

Lyra realized what she had said almost as soon as she had said it.

"I-I didn't mean that like your small or anything. I just meant that-"

You pulled out and slid back inside before she could finish, drawing a long groan from Lyra. Her ass felt like it was on fire after your first thrust. Her hooves gripped her sheets, and her tongue lolled out of her mouth.

"Don't pass out on me just yet."

You gripped her cheeks as you drew out and pushed inside with a little more force. Her plot opened and squeezed you whenever you bottomed out in her hot guts.

"S-Sweetie! I-I did want you in my ass! I'm so sorry that I made you wait so long!"

She did love it. She loved how snug you felt in her ass, and she was surprised at how good her pussy felt from your pounding.

You couldn't believe how great her ass felt. It was so hot and snug in her ass, and you knew that it wouldn't be long before you blew.

Her plot made a naughty smacking sound whenever your pelvis met her rump. Soon your moderate thrusting became pounding, and Lyra was now openly moaning and drooling like she was having her mind blown.

"Oh fuck! Fuck! Fuck me! Pound my fucking ass! HAAAARDERRR!"

You had never heard Lyra talk so harsh, and with so many "fucks".

You leaned over her sweating form and fucked faster, trying to dig into her ass a little deeper. You yourself were panting and snarling as you fought through the burning in your stomach muscles.

"Come on, ol boy, can't puss out now! Gotta teach this little gash what it means to give up that ass!"

As if she were psychically connected, you felt her anal walls squeeze and twitch around you, her mouth releasing a string of curses and animalistic sounds, the likes of which you had never heard.

Her pussy exploded in a hard gush of cum that was so hot it felt like boiling water spilling onto your feet.

You found that your cock was locked deep inside her anus. It refused to release you on the grounds that the cock inside belonged to it.

"Holy shit, Lyra! I take it you like anal!"

"You're….fucking right…..I do," she gasped as her strength left her.

"Lay down. I'm gonna ride you until I suck your dick dry…..NOW!"

Like a good little bitch, you laid down on the bed as Lyra faced away from you and straddled your pelvis. She used her magic to raise your cock up and planted her asshole on you with one firm sit.

"It's good, right? You fucking love my shit hole, don't you? You dirty little fuck!"

Lyra was scaring you a bit. She sounded crazy, like she would do anything to rape you."

She flexed hard with a grunt, her ass rising and falling with the speed of a piston. Her rump slammed down on your pelvis, causing a loud slap to ring out every time she landed down.

You weren't even trying to hold back, you could feel the orgasm rising in your nuts, and the sight of Lyra's ass going up and down was only adding to your rising nut.

"I want cum! You better cream me good! Or I'm gonna squeeze you so hard it will break off!"

"Not so hard, Bunny! I'm gonna cum, but your hurting me!"

Lyra started laughing like an evil villain.

"You sound like such a little pussy! I love it! Come on, beg me for mercy like the weak little slut you are!"

Her slamming only got harder.

You felt afraid. What happened to the sweet and delicate Ly bunny that you loved?

"P-please, mistress. Make me cum. Force me to cream pie your ass with all my might!"

"Cum now!"

With that, you came like a volcano into her ass. The force of your cum spewing up into your mistress's ass caused you to moan and wince in pain and ecstasy.

You held her hips down as you emptied your balls like a fire hose inside her cruel anus.

Her anal muscles gripped and pulled on you, milking you like a ripe cow.

The feeling of hot cum in her ass seemed to wash away Lyra's temporary 'mistress' personality, bring back the sweet little pony.

She let your softening cock slip out of her ass and turned to look at you.

"Oh goodness, sweetie! Are you alright? I didn't mean to be so mean to you."

You panted and wheezed, but brought a hand up and caressed her warm cheek.

"Glad to have you back. That was awesome," you breathed.

Lyra laid down atop you and went into cuddle mode. She nuzzled into your neck, making a sweet little mewl like a kitten.

"Buuuuuut…I'm gonna have to teach you a lesson for switching the tables on me."

Lyra propped up on your chest, giving you a sly smile while her cheeks turned red.

"What did you have in mind?"

***

You sat on the edge of the bed with Lyra laying across your lap, her butt up in the air.

"N-now sweetie, I still have your…stuff in my…you know. Shouldn't I-"

'SMACK!'

Lyra squealed in a mix of pain and delight as your hand came down and pelted her good. Another smack rang out as you continued to spank her like a bad girl.
You could see that she was trying to hold your cum in her ass, but you were going to fix that.

Three more spanks pelted her ass.

Lyra let out a big wet fart as your cum spewed out like her ass was a volcano.

"Oh sweetie! Please don't look at me right noooooooow!"

"Ly Ly? I wanted to apologize to you and-"

The obscene releasing of cum from ass was disturbed as a cream colored mare walked into the room and quickly turned pale in shock.

Lyra buried her crimson face in her hooves, knowing that she was going to die after this. You looked from Lyra's ass to the mare who didn't know how to knock.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuu…It's exactly what it looks like."