Vinyl raises an eyebrow. “Pussy inspector? Well, I’d hate to lose my… permit. Follow me.”

You smile, it’s amazing it worked so easily on her. Apparently being a DJ doesn’t require a high I.Q. You gladly follow her into a room in the back of the bar.

Vinyl closes the door and turns to face you. “So, inspector… we better get started.”

She climbs onto a padded bench and you gladly walk up behind her. As you climb up on top of her, she shifts her weight and grabs your hooves with magic. Vinyl yanks them forward, and buckles them to the bench.

“What the hell?” You yank at the cuffs but they’re too strong to break.

“Pussy inspector? Do I look like a moron?” Vinyl sighs. “You do have a nice ass, though.”

“Alright, fine, just let me go and I won’t try to pick up anymore mares with such lame pickup lines.”

“Nope, I’ve got something different in mind.”

You feel a large plastic ball yanked against your lips, and open them in shock. A ball gag is strapped firmly in place. You scream, but the muffled noise is barely loud enough to be heard.

“So, you might not know this, but I’m a sex toy tester.” Vinyl rubs a hoof along your flank, parting your cheeks slightly. “Yeah, this’ll do nicely. You see, testing these toys pays nicely but there’s one toy I just can’t test alone.”

A hard plastic object pokes your anus, and you squeal in shock. Despite your best efforts to shift your hind legs, the cold dildo continues to slap against your ass.

“Hey, now, if you want your permit you’re gonna have to stop struggling and let the Ponyville asshole inspector do her work.”

You mumble some foul words, and Vinyl takes the opportunity to shove the lubed-up dildo into your ass. The shock causes you to scream loudly, your sphincter being stretched painfully wide.

Amidst the pain of the dildo sliding in, you feel a series of rings and bumps on the dildo. “Oh yeah, you lucky little stallion. It’s designed for maximum pleasure.” Vinyl leans down and whispers in your ear. “That’s what you wanted, wasn’t it?”

Faint whimpers escape your lips as she pulls back and slides back in at a slow pace. After the first couple thrusts the soreness fades, and you feel an awkward pressure inside you. It’s like you have to take a piss, as the dildo pushes against your prostate. Your dick is still semi-flaccid yet you can feel semen dripping out of it.

As she speeds up you struggle against the feeling that you need to take a shit. The large dildo is stretching out your colon and sending conflicting signals to your brain. The bumps and ridges are starting to feel incredibly pleasurable, especially as she pulls the dildo out.

By now your cock is rock hard, slapping against the underside of the bench with each thrust. You can feel more and more semen dripping off it as your prostate is milked.

“Oh, yeah, you’re loving this.” Vinyl laughs, and pauses. “Now, I believe you’re ready for the full experience.”

She starts thrusting as quickly as she can, her hips slamming into your ass. You moan loudly into the gag, thrashing against the restraints. She’s pushing you further than you’re comfortable with, and yet, you can feel your cock throbbing with an almost constant stream of cum spilling out of it.

You feel so close to orgasm yet your cock hasn’t been touched. The warmth and pressure continues to build and you bury your face in the padded bench.

Panting heavily, you finally feel yourself climax. Large quantities of your stingy-sperm spray out of your cock, coating the wall and floor. You lose track of how many times you blew your load, and Vinyl’s still thrusting.

By the time she’s finally done, you’re too exhausted to lift your head.

A stack of papers lands next to your head. “Now,” Vinyl says, “I’m going to take the gag out and you’re going to answer twenty questions on a scale of one to ten…”

Author's Note

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