A Traditional Struggle

I held my new mate's hand, adjusting my gloved hand in her own leather clad grip. "...So does your father--"

Arrow squeezed my hand tight. "He trains those who ask. But I think these two just...how you say, enjoy it."

I peeked down the railing that our parents had watched from, watching a pair of black haired girls entangle their bodies. Hands snaked across pearly white skin, turning pink and tender as they wrestled. "...House Dusk...always uh...uuuuuh...." I lost focus as the two woman laid atop one another, the one on top arching her back and stretching her beautifully pale skin taut, her small breasts jiggling softly under her tight white body. "Uuuuuh....yes, I...approve...."

I felt something slam into my armor, shoving the metal chest piece into my ribs, "Drool more you pervert!" Arrow kept hold of my hand, forcing it into my side. "Go on! Keep it--"

I let go of Arrow's hand, slamming the back of my hand against her side and sliding my fingers into her waistband. "I will!" I flipping my hand around, sliding it around her flank and taking hold of her panties. "Don't push me...I let you win last time, next time I won't be so kind."

Arrow glared at me, her purple mane growing a bit frazzled as I tugged her panties up her backside. "Do that and you'll lose something dear to you."

I smiled wide, "A chance I have to take." I yanked Arrow's panties up, causing her to let out a shrill scream as the cartoon patterned cloth was yanked up her ass, pulling hard at her groin and rear.

"You horses ass!" She yelped, making a fist and swinging it towards my crotch. She slammed her hand into my codpiece, letting out a loud metallic thud. "Ow ow ow, *ow!!***" She screamed, pulling away and holding her crotch with her unhurt hand. "Why are you wearing a cup!?"

I smiled proudly. "Because I knew what you would try, and your father said wear something nice!" I adjusted my jacket under my chest piece, the ornate blue painted steel amazing compared to my beige jacket. I looked down at my bright marzipan colored gloves, "Ahhh, I will say I do pity pure blooded ponies, they will never know the joys of gloves!"

Arrow walked around behind me, nursing her wounds. "True...but no human could do this!" she kicked her leg backwards, bucking me and sending me against the railing. "Now apologize!"

I brushed off the hoofprint on my back. "For what!? You hurting yourself on my groin!? I'm sure your father would love to hear that!"

"For grabbing my panties, you chauvinist patriarchal pig!" She pushed me, standing hoof to hoof with me. "I will lose my boot in your ass if you don't!"

I pushed her back a step. "Patriarchal!? I support our royalty in any gender!" I held my hands out, flailing them about. "Th- the countess to be is a- a- a countess!"

Arrow continued to rub her ass, her grey coat just showing under her shirt, and just above her armored leather pants. "You're still a pig!" she spun on her hoof, stomping one and staring into the pit of fighting lesbians. "You were so enthralled by this incestuous lesbonic display...you're clearly an utter pervert and a pig!"

I slowly walked behind her, wrapping my hands around her body and holding her stomach. "...Granted." I swayed slowly left and right, grinding myself against her backside and gently massaging her tummy through her fine cotton vest. "But there is perversion, and caring. And I'd be a monster if I didn't care for one so adorably flustered."

Arrow let out a short sigh, grabbing my wrists and stepping back and planting her hooves against my own. "I don't like being flustered...and that hurt."

I stopped my grinding, leaning my head around her own and looking over her shoulder. "I'm sorry.... But they're so cute, Twilight Time is a good show...but it's a little girly for you, no?"

Arrow grabbed my right hand. "I'm allowed to be girly...just as you are allowed to be an idiot!" She pulled me forward, shooting her leg out and tripping me.

"Holy shit!" I screamed, going over the railing and landing face down amongst the wrestling cousins. "Fuuuuuck" I groaned, pressing my hand into my back, unable to soothe the pain through my armor.

One of the black haired sisters ran over, "Are you alright!?"

I looked up at her, reaching my hand out and gracing her skin. "...Come closer...I need something." The black haired beauty leaned over me. "...I need you...and your...kin, to treat the girl who's coming down. She is a wrestler...and she could use some relief from the experts of sex." I whispered softly, pointing back to where I was throne from.

The satyr from the courtesan family of Dusk looked back as Arrow hopped down from the railing, flaring her wings to keep from slamming down with the same force as me. "Are you implying we--"

I rolled onto my back and sat upright. "...Arrow, I believe these mares of flesh would like to see your panties." I turned to the closest girl, the other starting to collect herself and sit upright. "They're cartoon printed, she has a little cartoon owl on her flank."

The naked girl to my side smiled wide, sticking her excessively long tongue out and licking her lips. "Is that so? I'd love a taste...."

Arrow went bolt stiff, "Coal! Why--"

I crossed my legs, pulling my boots off my hooves as the two naked mares slowly approached Arrow. "Why? Because watching two amazing girls bathe you with their tongues would be amazing. Because I think you could survive a bit of a feminine encounter. And because I'm apparently a perverted pig." I set my leather boots down, scooting towards the door of the wrestling pit. "Her hooves are ticklish, aim for the hooves!" I shouted, leaning back against the wall.

"I swear to--" Arrow was cut off as one of the girls, prone on the floor, grabbed onto her leg. "Off now!" She tried to fly away, losing her boot and catching the mare that was beside me in the gut.

"Over here!" I yelled, waving my hands, "I'll take the clothes!"

Arrow was slowly taken to the mat, the girl with the boot giving it a deep sniff before tossing it over to me. "Your mare...your girl, woman, you don't mind if we partake?"

I caught the strange pony boot, setting it aside. "The mat is meant for two things...training, and release.... She knew what to expect when she threw me in here!"

"No!" Arrow screamed, another boot flying towards me from beneath the girls. "Coal, fight me you bitch! Don't have your little--"

I stuck my index fingers in my mouth and let out a sharp whistle. "Oi, off her!" I shouted, jumping upright and walking over to where the two sweaty girls had my mate pinned. "...You want to fight me again?"

Arrow elbowed one of the girls and wiggled free. Her belt and vest were missing, as were her boots, leaving her hooves wrapped up in bright white socks with purple stripes. "Yes, you! You- you- you--"

I smiled wide. "Well, what do I get if I win?"

Arrow stood on one leg, tugging at her pants to cover her socks. "I'm sure we can--"

"If I win, I let these two have some fun!" I shot back, pointing to the girl with Arrow's vest.

"Wha--" Arrow spun around, grabbing at the girl, "Give me that!"

I started laughing at the two other satyrs backed off. "A hunter beaten by two girls of pleasure and company! The shame you must--"

Arrow spun around, getting a bit red. "Fine, you know what, fine! But if I win you have to lay with two boys!"

I felt my words fizzle in my mouth. "I- you- screw you! You know what, fine! We do this!" I snapped the latches on my chest piece and tossed it aside with a tinny gong. "Go, go, no clothes!"

Arrow wiggled around, keeping the two black haired mares at a distance. "...This is- don't touch me!" she snapped, nearly biting one of the mare's faces.

I tossed my jacket aside. "Ladies...a moment. I promise you some fun in a bit."

I couldn't help but feel a little guilty, even for a noble house full of lustful ponies, they knew how to tug at ones' heartstrings. "Awww, and the little cartoon girl was so feisty. Save the first taste for us."

I chuckled softly, growing a bit unnerved by Arrow's staring. "It's a bit...late...for that." I finished disrobing and tossed my clothes to the side. Arrow was slowly doing the same, hesitating around her pants. "...Why is it that when you invite me over we always end up naked?"

Arrow yanked her pants off and hurled them at me, catching me with the zipper. "Shut up! I swear, I hope you enjoy the taste of men, for--"

I rubbed my arm where the metal had hit, "You think you will win? I'm going to put you in a headlock, and let the wolves have at you!" I waited until Arrow had her gloves off, watching her cap fall to the floor. She was bare save her underwear, and in the perfect way for me to get started. "...Arrow...."

"Wha--" I ran into Arrow, catching her gut with my arm and slamming her into the mat. "-fuck- you shit!"

I rolled to the side, quickly snatching her arm and locking her down. My legs were wrapped around her arm, my own supporting me. "Well...a precarious situation you find yourself in."

Arrow flailed her free arm and tried to get up, her hooves failing to gain any traction. "Because you cheated! You- let me go!"

I whistled softly, looking over to where the previous two mares had been. "...This will only take a minute. A good match should never last too long, no?"

"You fucking horse's ass! I swear to--" I let her arm go, "Ha--" She shot upright, sitting in an L. I quickly got around behind her wrapping my arms around her stomach and hugging her, nuzzling her head. She let out a soft gasp as I ran my fingers along her soft belly. "Coal what are you--" I slid my hands up her body, snaking them around her shoulders and putting her in a full nelson. "Wha- you prick!"

I tightened the hold, laying back and letting Arrow rest on my chest. I could feel myself growing excited as my member snuck out of its hiding place. "...Well...you seem out of practice."

Arrow struggled as much as she could, her arms flailing around like mad as I pressed her head forward. "Screw- you! Let me go!" She kicked her hooves, digging them into the mat to try and get some traction. "I swear to The Mother, I will end your life!"

I kissed the back of Arrow's head, nuzzling her purple hair. "You're so cute when you're vulnerable...."

Arrow went dead still as I finished my words. "...I'm not vulnerable!"

I massaged the back of her head with my fingertips, enjoying the fruity smell of her mane. "...I bet your room is pink, filled with little stuff dolls and cartoon pictures."

"I hate-- Get that off me!" Arrow screamed, kicking her legs and flailing her arms limply. "Oh by The Mother, it's hot!" she yelped, squeezing her thighs around my cock, forcing it to attention and letting it rest against her panties. "I swear--"

"Hmm, would be such a shame to stain such pretty little clothes with the act. Ladies!?"

In a flash two sets of bright colored eyes were looming over us. "Hmm, may we partake?"

I smiled wide and leaned back, forcing Arrow's head forward. "Keep the panties on, but stuff a sock in her mouth."

The two other satyrs started to go to work, one diving face first into Arrow's crotch and taking her sex into her mouth, humming softly and sending Arrow into a tizzy. "This is crap! This is so much cra--"

"What was that about me laying with boys? I win, you lay with girls, you win, I lay with boys. Amazing how bad I wanted this, isn't it?"

Arrow started hyperventilating as the second girl give her hoof a quick lick and slowly slid her sock off. "Coal I don't like this!"

I grumbled loudly, easing my grip, "Seriously...we had a deal--"

"Mwah-ahahahaah-ahahaaa!" Arrow broke out into an extremely loud laugh as the second girl started tenderly kissing her hoof. "I swe- fu-ahaah, aaaahaha! You fucker!" She started kicking and squirming as the first girl pecked and nuzzled her panties. "I swear to The Mother this- Fuah, shi-i-i-it, I-- fahahaha!"

The second girl pulled her head back, a sock hanging from her lips. "She is ticklish, how...delightful."

The first girl started giggling. "This is good. My two favorite meals sitting on a clean white plate." I felt the girl give my rod a long lick, causing me to jolt and slam the back of my head against the mat. "But...we are for the girl, yes?"

I took a deep breath and forced Arrow's laughing head forward. "I won't complain...but yes, just keep the panties on." I mumbled, letting my rod peek through Arrow's thighs and rest against her groin, quickly pushed aside by the first girl's mouth.

The second girl was still tending to Arrow's hoof, licking up and down the soft underside with her long slimy tongue. I peeked my head around, watching the second girl breath heavily onto my mate's hoof, her free hand down to her crotch. "She tastes so good...how could you keep such a treasure from us?"

Arrow was squealing and laughing to an insane degree. "I'm gonna- Ah-ha, I'm gonna- *Aaah!**" Arrow locked up, the first girl letting out a long hum as the second girl slid up and pressed herself against Arrow's leg, grinding up and down her body like a stripper pole. "Off, off--*"

The first girl looked up, smiling at me with a slimy trail hanging off the tip of her tongue. "Sweet...slimy, oh so delicious--"

"Ehhrum," an extremely rough cough came from above. "Uh...ladies...gentlemen- man, satyr...."

Everyone on the mat froze, slowly looking up towards the overlook, except for Arrow, who I kept in a headlock. Hanging over us was the Count, Arrow's father, my mother and a few other thestrals. My mother was snickering like a fool while Arrow's father was sporting a killer grimace.

I slowly released Arrow, rolling her limp body off and standing up. "Um...my Count." I slammed my fist into my chest, making a salute.

The Count just started laughing, scratching his head. "So which house will the kids be?" He asked, peeking down. His human face was rather tired, even for it being the middle of the night. "Pyrrhic, you liked kids, right?"

Arrow's father growled loudly. "I need to start locking this place...."

The Count started chuckling. "Well, Coal, what house?"

I snapped to attention, a bit honored my name was known. "Um, sir?"

My mother peeked over the railing. "Av Iron, obviously."

"Bulls' shit!" Arrow's father yelled, running over to her. "I--"

The Count waved them away. "So, which one? Purple or blue? I need to know what color gifts to buy. I mean, your wedding is going to be soon enough."

I froze, Arrow shooting upright with a large wet spot on her panties. "Wedding!?"

The Count just stated laughing, "I'm kidding. Now come on...dinner's getting cold!" he looked over to the two black haired satyrs, "I'd invite you two, but I think you've already had your dinner."

The girl that had dove into Arrow's crotch chuckled nervously, slowly stepping towards the exit. The second slowly joined her, leaving me and Arrow alone in the pit. I looked over her, focusing on the large wet patch along her groin. "...We should make our own house...with Indigo...and...I don't know, stuff."

Arrow crossed her arms, still a bit red from the sudden tender abuse. "You're an--"

"You want to be your own!?" The Count snapped, "Ha, that's rich.... Well I don't see why not!"

"What!?"

"What!?"

"What!?"

The room lit up with confused gasps from everyone, the Count nodding dutifully. "Yeah, why not. House...Flint, or...Bodkin. Sounds like an interesting experiment!"

I looked over to Arrow, "I think I-" I grabbed her hand, pulling her close. "I uh...."

Arrow latched onto my hand hard, threatening to crush my fingers. "Coal...I'm scared."

The Count laughed, "Don't be! We're gonna give you two some money, set you up in some other town, and give the the whole experience of founding a noble house!" He clapped his hands together, "Better practice your Equestrian!"

I locked up. "...Yes...Sir...thanks to you." I mumbled, my Equestrian shaky at best. I walked in front of Arrow, scooping her up and cradling her in my arms. "I think...maybe we should change."

The Count nodded. "That's probably a good idea. Shouldn't be showing up to dinner with your cock out."