Big Macintosh's Big Fat Wedding

Big Macintosh's Big Fat Wedding

by neorenamon

After removing her from the hotel, Golda was taken down to a waiting ambulance.  They strapped her fully down to the gurney in case she should wake up and start her struggles once more.  Spike and Bakabaka were at her side, looking her over for any physical sign of her sudden change of behavior.  While she was blindfolded for security reasons, her beak was left untied in case she felt like talking.

"What made her go so off the rail?" asked Agent S-D.

"I do not really know," she replied, "what compelled her to act so."

"Compel you say?"

"But how can you possibly tell," she asked, "if she's under some kind of spell?"

"Not really," he replied, "but one of the Princesses can surely tell what's going on."

The maid nodded.

So Spike turned to the driver and said, "Take us to the Ponyville Train Station quickly.  I need to know when the next train that's leaving for Canterlot as soon as possible.  We need to get Gilda there as quietly as possible."

"You got it, Agent S-D," replied the stallion as they drove away.

"I'll send a message to the Princess so she'll know we're coming," he said to Bakabaka.

"That sounds like an idea good," she replied, "Doing the smart thing as we should."

...

Meanwhile, Big Macintosh stayed by his wife as she slept peacefully.  He thought about what she said as he held her hand tightly.

"I'm sure she'll be alright," said Agent R-D as she placed a hand on his shoulder.

"She kinda spoke funny a while ago," he said as he looked in Dash's eyes.

"I'm sure she's under a lot of stress," she replied, "After all, she was betrayed by somepony she trusted.  I imagine time shall heal all wounds."

He nodded.

"I've never heard her speak about getting her talons on gold like this.  It's just not like her."

"I reckon so."

"Agent S-D will figure out if somepony's been messing with her mind.  There's many ways to do that if you know magic."

"Somethin the Shaman would surely know bout."

"But what would he gain by interfering with griffons..."

"Ah have tha feelin that it probably has somethin ta do with gold."

"I suppose that makes sense," she replied.

"Ah guess I'll find out what tha deal is tomorrow when ah see him."

"You should be careful," she replied, "If he's been messing with your wife, who knows what he's planning for you."

"Caution is mah middle name."

"No it's not."

"Aw yer no fun."

"I don't know what the others are thinking," she replied, "but we both know you're in way over your mane."

"Ah don't think ah'm doing that bad."

"Gilda and I were trained for this kind of work," she answered, "even if it didn't... go according to plan... this time..."

"It's too late to back out now," he replied.

"I suppose that's true... But I have this pretty bad feeling regarding Gold Talon."

"Ah already know he's bad news, sugar-cube," he replied, "Ah'll be keepin mah guard up."

"Just remember, Gold Talon isn't the only dangerous one.  He has a number of skilled and aggressive lackeys' working for him as well, like that Oddball keythong.  I've heard rumors that he's some kind of trained killer or assassin working for him.  He just hasn't been caught in the act as of yet."

"She is jus so beautiful," he sighed as he looked the slumbering form of Jifar over.

"I can't really argue with that," replied Dash as she also looked the sleeping giraffe over.

"Ah'm shore a lucky stallion."

"Oh yeah," she replied, "and you have yourself a pretty hot Princess bride too."

He nodded.

...

Pussy Amore returned to Gold Talon's room to report as he had ordered.  She tapped out the secret code: knock-knocka-knock-knock-*puase*-knock-knock.

'That's really childish,' she thought as she waited for Oddball to open the door.

"The Master is expecting you," said the massive keythong as he opened the door.

She nodded as she walked in.  Even as she walked before him, she knew what was coming and really hated it.

"Now now, my dear," he said as he ogled her with his eyes, "You know what I expect."

"Yes Master," she replied as she slowly began to strip for him.

"Now report," he added as he leered at her.

"The cow has been ringed," she began, "I had to fix a nosy griffoniness maid as well.  It now looks like she attacked the cow for the gold he was carrying, so I'm sure she's rotting in a cell by now."

"So you had to use both of them?" he asked.

She nodded.

"And you placed them both in the standard places?"

"Yes," she replied, "One set is on the cow's earlobes, and the other is piercing the maid's netherlips just below her clit sheath."

"Excellent," he growled as he gestured for the now naked griffoniness to come closer.  Then he expectantly patted his large lap.

'Oh how I hate this part,' she thought as she mounted his lap sideways and looped an arm about his neck.  He responded by putting his talon over her far breast and groping it's mass rather roughly.  She could feel her poor nipple being squeezed between his fingers, making her slightly wince in pain.  But it was a feeling that she was growing used to by now.

"Thank you for touching me, Master," she moaned obediently as she thought, 'OW!!  Watch that grip, you son of a @$$!!'

"You are one of the few lackeys of mine who never disappoints," he purred into her earhole as his other talon slipped down between her legs.

'I'm beginning to wonder if the punishment is any worse than the reward,' she wondered as he started fingering her giffonslit hotly.  But his fumbling grope of her pussy reminded her of something very important:  That she had a pair of mind manipulating piercings of her own netherlips at both ends of her sex beneath the clit sheath and just above the space between her slit and her anus.  A simple word from him was all it would take to reactivate the slave protocols, so she surely knew better than giving him any undo beak or trying to disobey him openly.  Even in griffon society, use of such control was unlawful at least in the open, but Gold Talon knew authorities that he had paid to look the other way.

He leaned in to use his beak to preen her neck feathers erotically as well.  "You know those control earrings are expensive, my dear," he whispered into her earhole, "I'm going to have to punish you for wasting my gold like this."

"I figured it would be harder to explain having a maid with her throat slit bleeding all over the floor, Master," she whispered back.

"And for that reason," he replied, "I shall only punish you lightly this time."  He turned to his servant and said, "Oddball, you shall 'play' with Miss Amore when I'm done with her."

"You are as gracious as ever, Master," she panted as he fingered and groped her while she was thinking, 'You pompous arrogant @$$!'

"Use the cow to keep tabs on the agent husband," he growled into her earhole, "I don't want any surprises... this time."

"I'm so sorry about Marelin, Master," she whined as she thought, 'How long must I pay for your mistake then, jerkwad?!'

"It won't be much longer... before I forgive you."

'You've already punished me for TWO YEARS!!'