Clean Corners

Disgusting Corners

The next morning was interesting, to say the least. I should start with breakfast. Spike came in like nothing had happened at all. He sat down and after a short greeting began eating his morning bowl of sapphires. A few minutes later, Twilight came stumbling down the stairs. Her tail and mane looked fine, but she had dark bags under her eyes and was clearly distracted.

As soon as she saw me, her eyes locked on to mine, and I could see her thinking. We stared for a while, her imagining me rutting her stupid with my cock and me curiously watching her blushing face. Eventually, she shook her head slightly and then spoke. “Good morning Clean, could you help me in the kitchen for a moment? I'd like your help with something.” She seemed eager. Of course, I obliged. After all, she was the boss.

Twilight led, and I closely followed. As soon as I got behind her, I saw her flag her tail completely to the side. She was putting herself on display. I felt like and animal caught in a trap as her pussy caught my eyes; I couldn't look away. I was so focused on the sight in front of me, that I didn't notice when she suddenly stopped and rapidly backed up.

Before I knew what happened, my snout was buried in her warm backside. She actually surprised me, I hadn't expected such a sudden approach right away. She stayed pressed tightly against my face, and I imagined her satisfied look. I quickly grew bold after a moment of confusion. I briefly flicked out my tongue, and Twilight squeaked in surprise. After an awkward moment of my face stuck beneath her tail, Twilight stepped away and slowly turned around to look at me in building horror as she realized what she had just done.

When her gaze locked with mine, I watched her die of embarrassment as her life flashed before her eyes. She opened her mouth, and no words came out. Then she closed it. I was struggling not to laugh at her changing expressions. My little toy was losing control of herself and had no idea why. She'd get used to it. I quickly licked my snout and winked confidently at her while trying to disarm her with a joke. “At least I crashed into something soft.”

Twilight stood there for a moment, uncomprehending. Her eyes were opened wide, and she just blinked at me. Eventually she squeaked. “I.. saw a mouse?” I tried very hard not to laugh at her ridiculous excuse, going so far as turning my head and coughing. There was no need to act unprofessional after all.

After a brief cough, I turned back to see a still horrified Princess. “So.. Before you 'saw a mouse', what did you need from the kitchen, Twilight?” I recovered as best as possible. I knew the upcoming day was going to be absolutely golden.

“I... needed some water. Yes. Water. Get me some water, please.” She slowly started to sound more normal as she spoke. Her eyes demanded that I forget what transpired, but never dared to acknowledge it. She kept glancing nervously at me and then looking anywhere else but me. It was adorable.

“How much water, Ma'am? You seem quite the parched pony.”

“Well.. I guess, a lot?” She sighed. “Never mind, I'll just get it. Can you show me where the cups are?” She knew exactly where the cups were. She always knows where everything is. Still, I played along.

“Of course, Princess. I believe they are right up there.” I pointed to a cupboard up high containing wine glasses.

She looked at the cupboard, and then looked to me and gulped. She knew there was wine glasses in there and not normal cups. She also knew I knew. “Of course.”

Rather than use her magic to open the cupboard, I watched her nervously fly up to it and perch on the counter. She stood up on her hind legs and used her front hooves to open the cupboard, then made a show of looking inside as her tail raised high and her wings spread. She was showing off everything to me. I smiled as I eyed her tight little pucker.

The night before, I got my tongue in there a little. I savored the memory, watching her smooth legs flex as she stood up on the tips of her hooves. Sometimes, when she moved just right, it would pull her just a little open. I grinned as I thought about the next night. I was going to do more than gawk at an awkwardly lewd display.

“Clean, all I can find in here are wine glasses,” She stated as though it was a matter of fact. I could tell that she was fighting to keep the tension out of her voice. She knew what she was doing and what I was seeing, but she just wanted everything to be normal. I wanted to tell her not to worry. That soon, this would be normal.

Instead, I decided to make things more uncomfortable for her. “Do you need a boost to look in the back?”

She looked at me with abject terror as her mouth opened and her body responded. I could see the disconnect in her brain. She knew I had been teasing, but she still had to go along with it. She couldn't disobey me today, even if she had no idea why.

I feigned surprise when she next spoke, “Sure, just... ah... lift me up with your head?” A she said it, I watched her spread her legs and squat a little, so I could comfortable fit my snout right up under her tail. Her face had turned from a light pink to a darker shade of purple, and she seemed surprised at her own actions. She even covered her mouth with a hoof right after she spoke, turning away and not daring to look at me.

Not one to turn down such an offer, I placed myself under her and breathed in deep before I pushed her weight up. Instead of standing on my shoulders like a sane mare might, she simple sat right down on my snout. For the second time that day, my face was buried in her soft underside. And we hadn't even finished breakfast yet.

It was warm, fragrant, and a little slick as her pussy pressed into my face. She was clearly aroused from her little display earlier, and her flesh felt tender and warm. My nose was getting wet from her slightly leaking sex, and I smiled imagining the look on her face. She squeaked as she balanced a little on my head, using her legs to stabilize as she unconsciously ground against my snout. She began to stutter.

“I... umm... It's... Oh...” I knew she couldn't stop until I did, so I offered to take her to more cabinets.

“Well, if they're not there, we should try another cabinet. Let's try the one over here.” I just picked a random point, and started walking. All I could see was the smooth purple curves of her flesh, so I was feeling my way around the kitchen with my front hooves. The progress was slow so I made sure to bounce her up and down slightly as we walked, enticing her to rub her pussy up and down my snout.

When we started moving she would alternate between extreme embarrassment and moments of discrete grinding. Her pattern was to grind and quietly moan one second and then be horrified at herself and freeze up for a moment, probably desperately hoping I hadn't noticed. After a moment of silence and stiff rigidity, she'd melt into me again and make another quiet and delicious moan. I pretended to be completely oblivious at first, but soon I couldn't help myself.

I'd tilt my head back a little just at the tip of her grind, causing her to squeal. After a few loud squeals she stopped hiding, pretending that I hadn't noticed, and started just rubbing herself lewdly against my face. Any semblance of self control was abandoned in favor of sexual excess as my face was covered in her hot love. Breaking her out of her shell like that, even if it was only for a few minutes, made me feel powerful. She began to moan loudly, using her wings to beat down into me and working her hardened clit roughly against me. She was my toy when she was awake as well, and I loved it.

When I finally decided to stop walking, she didn't even try to open the cabinet, she just propped herself against it and stood up for me to tilt my head back and really go to town on her. I spread her lower lips open with my mouth, and licked up and down her engorged slit with my tongue. She moaned loudly and arched her backside into my face, as she braced herself against the cupboard. The noises she made while awake were louder, and mouth fucking her was far more exciting when she screamed like that.

I pressed deeply into her, mashing her lower lips with my mouth and invading her depths with my tongue. Her insides were hot and slick while my tongue was greedy. I stretched her, swirling it about and pressing into a particularly soft spot as she cooed in ecstasy.

Twilight couldn't cum, not until tonight. Instead all she could do was moan and beg, with occasional screams. While I was having fun, I didn't want to ruin the plan. We needed to stop before I found her bent over the counter with me on top and buried in her. I might not have been able to stop myself once we got that far, and I wanted her still hungry for the night. So, I made her stop.

I pulled her off me and lowered her to the floor. She stumbled around for a moment until she managed to gain some semblance of balance. Between her burning arousal and general disorientation she was wrecked. She looked at me in confusion. “Why? What? What's happening?” Her face was flushed with sex and embarrassment. She realized something was very wrong, but she didn't know what it was.

Of course, I lied through my teeth. “I'm not sure, let's get you some water though, you seem exhausted.” I walked straight to the cups without any semblance of hesitation or confusion. I wasn't going to acknowledge that I was just eating her out in the kitchen, even though her arousal stained myself from my shoulders up and the counter top with the slight scent of grape candy.

She followed me in a daze, and took the cup of water I gave her, drinking it greedily. As she drank, she climbed up on the counter and sat back in an uncomfortable manner. Just enough to give me a peek of her goods. I stared, drilling a hole through Twilight's exposed body with my eyes.

Twilight grew more and more red, looking away from me in shame and then back with a vacant and hungry look. She still continued to drink without complaint as she displayed herself for me. I handed her a second cup, and she turned away again, refusing to look back at me, but still not covering up her lewd display. Eventually she stopped drinking, apparently satiated.

“Clean... Please tell me what's happening.” I helped her off the counter, and she leaned into me. Her side was burning hot as she used me for support. She sounded so scared.“I'm... I don't know what's happening with me. I'm not like this, I swear this isn't me.” She turned to look at me with tears in her eyes, begging me for something I didn't understand. Mercy maybe? “Please... This isn't me. I'm sorry. It wasn't... I'm scared.” She looked to the floor and just leaned on me as she lightly sobbed.

I let her stay by my side for a while, just listening to her breathe. The warm body of a mare so close to me was nice. But more than that, this was Twilight. I found her presence comforting. I remembered the night before, but not the debauchery. Instead, I remembered when I laid down next to her and just felt her warmth. This moment was like that one, just me feeling her breath and the warm pressure of her leaning into my side. For a while, I relaxed into a comfortable warm haze, imagining a fireplace to keep us both warm.

Eventually, I saw the defiled counter and felt my anxiety rise. There was a mess to clean and here I was just leaning against my employer. I needed to clean, and the sooner the better. It was time to move on. I turned to face Twilight, and pressed our faces closer together.

For a moment I studied her, looking her directly in her tear stained and terrified eyes. I wasn't sure why, but their distress didn't make me as content as it had a moment ago. I gave her a reassuring smile. “Twilight, it's fine. Nothing is weird. There is nothing to worry about.” I talked calmly and confidently, doing my best to soothe her.

“Nothing to worry about?” I could hear the rising panic in her voice.

So I nipped her panic in the bud. “Relax, Twilight.” That was an order. She had to obey.

Twilight blinked, and then her fear was gone. “But what about... We just? Didn't you and me just... uh?” she looked at me in confusion.

“Twilight, I don't know what you're talking about. Maybe you're a little dehydrated? You go rest in bed, and I'll bring you some water. I'm sure you'll feel better soon.” She seemed apprehensive, but after a moment she agreed.

“I guess so. I am a little tired, I...” her eyes sidled to the right and her wings lifted just a little. “didn't sleep well last night”

“I'll have some more water for you in a few minutes.” I smile reassuringly and then sighed. “I need to finish cleaning up the kitchen.” Twilight's eyes bulged in embarrassment and she gulped.

She took a breath and lowered her eyes, sounding sad. “I could help.”

While the thought was tempting, I knew nothing would get clean if she “helped” me. As much fun as Twilight was, I couldn't stand to leave that counter dirty for long. Perhaps I could also tell she really didn't want to, she was just being compelled to offer. “No, it's fine princess, just go back and get some rest. It'll only take a minute.”

She looked at me gratefully before she left, and then turned to leave. I couldn't help but stare as she swayed her hindquarters seductively with each step towards the door, providing me with a reminder of my recent grape tinted adventures. As she turned to leave the door, she flicked her tail high and paused, giving me one last fleeting glance.

While at the time I didn't find her distress arousing, I've always enjoyed a nice view. The other, more normal thought in my head was how wonderfully defenseless she was. There she was, just displaying the most vulnerable part of herself to me against her will. And she didn't stop at just displaying. I could have her any way I wanted right then, and that thought more than anything is what drove me through the day. At the moment she was confused and disoriented. But the longer I waited, the more normal her desire would feel. And when I took her, she would celebrate my victory over her instead of lament her defeat. That would be my true prize.

The day went by with much more hassle than I expected. I quickly realized that I needed to adjust her orders, and sometime soon. Twilight would constantly harass me while I was cleaning, which would result in me getting distracted and shooing her away. More than once I banished her to her room so that she could get some rest. I was far behind schedule, and that is something I do not tolerate. I would have punished her for this, but it really was my fault.