Rarity's Punishment

Up in the loft that made up Twilight and Spike’s shared bedroom, Spike and Rarity laid cuddled up in his bed while Twilight slept softly in hers. It had only been about ten minutes since they had settled for the night, and it was weird for Twilight to have already fallen asleep so fast.

Of course, the truth of the matter was that Twilight had not so much fallen asleep, as she had had been making a soft purring noise while staring intently at Spike and Rarity through a small gap in her covers. She knew that there was going to be a show, and it excited her. So much so, that her hoof was already very close to the source of her evenings heat. In a matter of hours, Twilight had committed some of the naughtiest and dirtiest acts that she had never imagined, and now it all came to this. Somehow, she knew Spike and Rarity would not disappoint. The strangest part was that the whole experience had brought up old buried feelings she had for her two best friends.

Spike smiled at Rarity, before kissing her passionately. “Rarity, I think it’s time we start.”

Rarity knew what he meant. They had talked it all over once they had managed to cuddle close enough. A blush appeared on her face. Part of her could not believe she was going to go through with this, but the rest of her screamed for it, driven by lust. “Of course, Master.”

Her breath was hot against his scales. He cleared his throat as quietly as he could and then, slightly louder than necessary but still pretending to be subtle, he spoke. “Rarity, get off the bed.”

Just as she was ordered, she slid off. “As you command, Master.”

With a flick of his wrist, Spike threw blanket to the side. He couldn’t help but smirk, thinking about how fun this was going to be. He even found it to be a little depraved as he sat up and exposed his erections to Rarity with a very clear view from Twilight’s bed. “Suck me off like a good little slut.”

Moving her head to Spike’s side, she began slowly licking up from his shaft to the tip. She had made sure that their guest was getting a full view of the action. When Spike had called her a slut, Rarity almost completely soaked the floor she was sitting on. It was so strange. Here she was, Lady Rarity, being completely and utterly used, and she loved it. Spike had awoken something in her, something much more intense than just a love of having her flank spanked like a bad filly. She took the tip into her mouth, enjoying the pre-cum that dripped from it and smeared it across her tongue. It was a unique taste, unexplainable, but she found herself falling in love with it. The whole thing turned her on in ways that she would have once thought shameful and uncouth, and, while she still felt some embarrassment, she had embraced her new found self. She began sucking Spike with a little more enthusiasm, taking another inch in her mouth every few seconds. It was not that she had necessarily changed what she wanted in life. She still wanted to be a famous fashionista, to spend her life with her one true love, who she believed wholeheartedly was Spike, to realize her dream of making the world a more beautiful place for everyone, to help those in need whenever she could, but now she found that she wanted to be Spike’s plaything too.

Spike’s mind was feeling comfortably clouded as Rarity had just about taken one of him all the way into her mouth; no small feat, he chuckled inwardly. Still, as amazing as it felt to have her lips wrapped around him, he had to stop her before it was too late. After all, they had a long night ahead of them, and Spike couldn’t afford to waste a single ounce. “That’s enough.” He watched as she removed herself, enjoying the flush on her cheeks and her beautiful eyes looking at him, practically begging in place of her occupied mouth. He patted the bed before turning around and laying down. “Get up here and present yourself.”

Rarity climbed over Spike, putting her back hooves on either side of his head before lifting her tail straight up. There she was, completely exposed and, for the first time, not just to Spike. Her master however must have thought she wasn’t exposed enough as she felt his claws dig into her flank and spread it apart. She felt his fangs against her flesh, moist spots being left on her fur as he kissed his way roughly up her leg. It sent shivers down her spine, and some of her right onto his face. Without a doubt, she knew that Twilight was taking her in, memorizing everything inch with her nearly photographic memory. Her squishy, round flank with red claw marks, her tight little ass, and those glistening, furry lips dripping everywhere, would soon be stored forever in Twilight’s memory. It only made her even more excited as she imagined what kind of thought Twilight would be having while peeking at them. Maybe she was thinking of Rarity as some kind of whore, maybe she wanted to be in her place, or maybe she just wanted a taste of the bounty before her. It was as if those thoughts alone were enough to make her cum, and the stifled moans of a mare who was not her were only making it worse. Spike certainly wasn’t helping either; in fact, he had just about reached his goal, as she felt his serpentine tongue lick at her edges. It felt so good, but the biggest torture of all was that Spike was fully ready in front of her face, the smell intoxicating her and, unless told otherwise, she could not even taste him. However, just as he had started on her, he drew back.

“Look at you. You like that Twilight might wake up at any second from all those loud moans of yours and catch us, don’t you?” He was enjoying watching his love squirm under his teasing. It was driving her wild, and it took every fiber of his will not to demand she finish what she had started. Oh, but he knew it would be worth it when things started really heating up.

“Yeeees, I want her to see what a naughty filly I am. I want it so bad.” For her honesty, Spike returned to licking at her warmth. By now, his tongue must have been covered in her slick juices as he drank from her. Here she had no secrets, everything was exposed. It was driving her mad; she was biting softly into her leg just to muffle the screams. Once again, Spike drew back before thrusting his tongue up against the small bump roughly, straight between the two lips that hugged it firmly and right to the other, tighter entrance where it flicked quickly against her, sliding the forked part in for just a moment. That was the last straw; every fiber of her body spasmed as pleasure coursed through her body. It was like a damn breaking, everything has been building up and, in one glorious moment, it had exploded out; all over Spike’s face.

Spike pulled his tongue back and opened his mouth, allowing the nectar to flow into him. He greedily swallowed every drop he could catch, until the tap seemed to weaken. As soon as she was on the last few waves of her orgasm, he used his elbows to slide just a bit out from underneath her; he could feel himself pressing hard against her face. With one hand, he grabbed her tail, pulling it up sharply, causing her to squeak happily in delighted pain. “I don’t remember telling you that you could cum.”

“I’m sorry, M-Master, it was just t-too good.” In response, she received a hard smack right between her flank and under her tail. A sharp, pleasant pain that she loved so much resonated a little from both cheeks, but the main source of her happy whimper was from where the main part of his palm had hit, her plothole.

That sound she made mixing with the smack from his claw on her ass always brought a smile to Spike’s face, even if it did look just a bit evil. The vibrations from her moans and her lips pressing against him were amazing. “No excuses. Now, I think it’s time we end this little charade.”

In a quick display of telekinesis, Rarity’s teal aura encased Twilight’s blanket and ripped it off, revealing a stunned mare with her hoof between her legs. “Now, now, none of that, darling.” Rarity forced the hoof away, and, from the look of things, just in time to deny her. Rarity turned around, getting off of Spike, allowing him to sit straight. Rarity could not help but notice Twilight’s eyes on her drake’s impressive length.

Twilight felt trapped. Here she was caught pleasuring herself to her two best friends. When Rarity had removed her hoof for her, she had instinctually pressed her legs together. If only to make matter worse, she was left in need making it near impossible for her to look away from Spike when he presented himself to her, completely uncovered and with only a light blush. She, however, was certain that not just her face, but her entire body had turned red in embarrassment. The tables had turned so quickly; one moment she had caught them, and then next they had found about her. Yet, all she could think about was Rarity’s perfect behind, mostly how she wanted a taste, and Spike’s scaled body pressed against her with those two totems of his preparing to bury themselves inside her. It just made her hotter and wetter and with no way to relieve herself, thanks to Rarity. This whole thing was just so wrong… so why was she enjoying it so much?

Rarity smirked; her prey was right where she wanted her. “Twilight, darling, you’ve been spying on us all evening haven’t you?”

“Y-Y-Yes.” Admitting how she had been watching every sexual act between the two also meant admitting that she was fully aware of what she had licked so hungrily off that plate. She felt shame, but the arousal from being blocked from any actual release all day was overpowering it easily.

“And did you like what you saw?”

Twilight shook her head up and down; Rarity and Spike could not help but notice how cute it was.

Rarity continued her little game gleefully; teasing Twilight was too much fun. “And I bet you would like us to help you with that little,” Rarity leaned in, her hot breath blowing on Twilight’s ear, making her shiver, “ache between your haunches, huh?”

Her eyes were hungry; her voice heavy with need. Twilight knew what she wanted more than anything at that moment. “Please.”

Spike had sat on the side lines for too long; he could not let Rarity have all of the fun, after all. “Please what, Twilight? You have to ask, and be specific.” The wonderful smell of mares in need filled the air, tantalizing him.

Swallowing the lump in her throat, Twilight concentrated, making sure to accentuate every word. “I want to feel Rarity’s tongue all over my body, pressed against my marehood and my plot, and I want you, Spike, inside of me, pounding away at my little, pony body with those two, big, thick, draconian tools of yours while Rarity watches. I want it soooo bad.”

That was all Spike needed to hear but, to his surprise, Rarity had something else in mind. “I think my Master and I can grant your wishes, but only on two conditions.”

“Anything!” Her heart was beating in her chest; years of pent-up sexual desire was flowing out of her.

Rarity smirked; everything was going according to her plan. A plan she knew that Spike would be thrilled with. “First, you, darling, are to refer to Spike as Master when in private from now on because, you see, in return for fulfilling your desires, you are to give yourself completely to Spike, mind, body, and soul, for him to use as he sees fit whenever he sees fit, as I have.” Twilight was so quick to shake her head in agreement; the poor dear must have been truly in need if she would sign her life away so quickly. Perhaps, she simply truly trusted and wanted Spike that badly. It seemed the young drake had a way of stealing mares’ hearts. “And second,” Rarity lifted her front hoof off the bed, presenting it to Twilight, “you are to lick my hoof, as proof of your submission to Master and myself as well as acknowledgement of me as top mare in Master’s herd.” Twilight went to lick the hoof before her, but before she could it was pulled away. “Not yet, dear. It wouldn’t be fair not to tell you where this hoof has been. The last time I washed it was right about when we arrived at the library. Since then, I’ve walked around the library floor, which Master keeps very clean, but then, I went into the kitchen to make tea, where I was driven to pour onto your floor by the most skilled tongue anywhere. I had to put my hoof in it to lick it all up, well, besides what was put in your tea and mine. The next addition to the flavor came when making dinner. You see, in order to make that salad dressing I had to press it right up against my marehood where I grinded away mercilessly; of course, you knew that since you were watching the whole thing from the door.” Twilight’s face turned an even darker shade of red. “Now that you know where the hoof you’re to lick has been and what it’s covered in, you may partake in your treat.”

The hoof dangled in front of her taunted and terrorized Twilight at the same time. She had been so willing before, but, now that she had a second to think about it, licking that hoof meant submitting herself to Spike and Rarity completely… and not just for the night. Why did this all have to be so complicated? Relationships and dating had never been her forte, and now, Spike and Rarity were offering her a chance to be in one with them… even if it would never be considered typical by any means. Rarity had started swinging her hoof back and forth, as if trying to mesmerize her. It really was not helping that for the past few years she had been fitting back feelings for the two of them. Spike was an anchor in her life; the one who cared about her and cared for her for so long. She had started thinking of him as more than a friend a long time ago. As for Rarity, the beautiful unicorn had played a very intimate role in her fantasies. Her generosity was staggering, her passion uplifting, she was drop dead gorgeous, and it probably was not helping that Spike talked so positively about her all the time. The charm and attraction was undeniable. Her face moved forward, and she ran her tongue from the heel to the tip of Rarity’s hoof, enjoying the taste of the other mare’s juices that danced across it. As far as she was concerned, there was no better deal to be found in the entire universe.

The fashionista could not help but coo in delight as she felt the broad tongue of Equestria’s most powerful unicorn on her hoof. The only thing left to make Twilight completely Spike’s was to make it so no stallion would ever be good enough, simply meaning Spike would have to have his way with her. “Very good, darling. Turn around, get your rump in the air, and show us everything; it’s time to award your obedience.”

Doing exactly as she was told, Twilight brought her face to the floor and arched her back to get her flank as high as she could. Her tail was resting on her back, and the whole situation made her feel dirty and perverted, fueling her lust further.

Spike and Rarity were enjoying the show quite a bit. They closely inspected Twilight, making sure to take as much time as possible to tease the other mare. Twilight’s flank was smaller and flatter than Rarity’s but still beautiful, her marehood was similar but the furry purple lips were more inward, and, finally, her plothole was almost identical, if just a little bigger.

The entire situation between Twilight and Rarity, while unexpected, had gotten Spike very eager. As his patience dwindled, he pressed both his claws into the purple flank before him and spread it wide. Twilight’s gasp at his sudden touch only helped to press him forward as he brought his muzzle low and inhaled before his warm breath cascaded onto her. Her whole body shook in excitement. Quickly he began lapping away at the edges, enjoying the strangely grape taste of her juices.

Rarity, not one to miss out, aimed higher than Spike, encircling the puckered hole before her with her rough and broad tongue. A studious, good, little mare like Twilight had probably never played with herself there and, if she was going to enjoy all Spike had to offer, she would need to be stretched and properly lubricated.

“Rarity, what are you,” a gasp interrupted her, “That’s dirty; I-” Twilight never finished her sentence, thanks to Rarity and Spike sliding their tongues into her at the same time. It was like electricity and fire shooting down her spine. She could feel every bump on Rarity’s tongue as she swirled it inside her, and Spike’s long forked one was darting every-which-way, hitting every spot on her inner walls without going too far in. Her moans and screams filled the air; she sounded so… slutty, and, for reasons she could not explain, it only proved to make her hotter.

Spike had been careful not to press into Twilight too much. The two had lived together since they were children, and Spike had never seen her bring a stallion home. So when he brushed against the barrier inside her he had been looking for there was no surprise. The thought of being her first actually made him really happy, causing him to double his efforts. Of course, Spike had not forgotten about his Rarity either, and it would be unfair to only show attention to one of his pets. With that in mind, he began moving his tail upwards towards the white unicorn standing right above him. The moment the tip made contact, he watched her entire body convulse just a little; he loved it. He moved the tip up and down, soaking it in her excitement and causing her to moan right into Twilight.

Once the tail had surprised her, Rarity could not help but lose a little focus in what she was doing. Her entire body seemed to be out of control as her tongue wildly danced around inside of Twilight. The vibrations seemed to be driving Twilight crazy as she arched her rear back, planting Rarity’s lips right around the small hole. Here she was, Lady Rarity, literally kissing her friend’s ass! Oh, it was on!

Twilight’s mind was considered one of Equestria’s greatest, but right now it felt more like pudding. Both of her lovers had seemingly doubled their efforts, and she knew that nothing she did would be able to stop what was coming. Her entire body felt the familiar build up; the unbelievable moment when all the stress would pour from her body leaving only relief. The night air was filled with her scream, no names, simply something feral and in immense ecstasy. Pinpricks seemed to dance all over her body as she felt her orgasm pour out of her.

Spike slid his head down and opened his mouth to receive all Twilight had to give. He gulped it down greedily and felt no remorse. Rarity had removed herself from her fellow pony’s behind and was now licking away at the folds attempting to get some of the nectar. Twilight was like a fountain, obviously she had needed this for longer than Spike had thought, and so he grabbed Rarity and flipped her on to her back and onto his stomach, while he propped himself up to watch. While the stream had slowed, Rarity was still able to get more than a mouthful, enjoying the fruits of her and Spike’s labor. When it finally ended, she swallowed as much as she could; licking her lips for any she might have missed. Spike smiled as wide as possible as he watched her. He could feel himself twitching against her fur where they met.

When Twilight finally felt the last of her release fade she turned around and looked at the two beneath her. Spike had managed to lick up any that had missed the target with his long tongue, but Rarity had splashes all over her chest and face.

“Twilight, clean me up from the mess you made.”

“Of course.” Twilight began to levitate a towel from her bathroom, but was quickly stopped.

“Not like that, darling, use your tongue.”

Her head shook up and down nervously before bringing her mouth to Rarity’s chest where she began with the first patch of wet fur. It was so degrading; not only was she giving Rarity a tongue bath, but she was licking up her own cum. She knew exactly where it came from, and now, what it tasted like. She was sweeter than she imagined, but still a little tart. Her embarrassment burned in her cheeks as she watched Spike and Rarity look at her while she enjoyed a nice serving of herself. Instead of calming her down, her orgasm was being used to make her hornier than ever. The truth was that she found that she loved being subjected like this, to be a plaything. She finished the last bit on Rarity’s face near her lips, and, as she moved away, Rarity rushed forward catching her lips with her own. As they parted, she felt a scaly pair press against them too. The dragon was so sweet; his tongue playing with hers, but, just as swiftly, it became strong and dominant.

Breaking away for the kiss, Spike looked over Twilight. The lust, desire, and need were all too obvious to him; she would be putty in his hands. “Alright, Twilight, get up on your bed and lay on your back.” It was strange, Spike had always felt a sort of affection for Twilight, but it was more that of family and close friends. That had started to change only a few years ago. Living with a mare, sharing a room with her, it was intimate stuff. Soon the love he had changed to one closer to being in love. The truth was Rarity had always been his main interest, but that did not stop any of the other girls from taking pieces of his heart. It was funny; they had all dropped in on a fantasy of him and Rarity at some point or another. Normally, such a thing would be played off as lust, but Spike felt a stronger connection than that, making him wonder many nights. Now, here he was, Rarity was his and Twilight was his. They had given themselves freely to him, and he would honor their commitment… while having a little fun of his own. Twilight looked adorable and goofy in the moment, something Spike had begun to refer to as adorkable. The two of them would be one soon and, with Rarity there, he doubted he could be happier. “Rarity.”

“Yes, Master?”

She was looking at him with those big beautiful eyes, melting his soul. He stood all the way up on the floor, letting himself hang over the bed. “I need you to lubricate these for Twilight, but no mouth, and no penetration.”

“It’ll be my honor… and my pleasure.” Rarity licked her lips before climbing onto the bed, standing over Twilight. She pressed her flank down at the base of Spike’s top virility, moaning as she sandwiched him between the dripping source of her heat. She slid her body up and down, enjoying the feeling of not only being spread but having Twilight’s eyes watching as she soaked their Master. Spike was practically making her tease herself, and it was delicious. She laid down, resting herself on Twilight while keeping her head to the side so that her friend’s view was not blocked. Arching her back, she proceeded to finish slicking Spike up for Twilight. Each grind of her hips brought her rump pushing against Twilight’s marehood, smearing the other mare’s anticipation all over her nice, round flank. The moans she received from under her only fueled her more, making Spike far more prepared.

Placing his claws on Rarity’s legs, Spike stopped her. “I think that’s enough. I want you to go lay next to Twilight; she’s going to need to be comforted in a second.” Shifting his gaze, he stared lovingly at the purple unicorn waiting for him. “Don’t worry. I’ll try to be as gentle as I can.” He received a weak nod of agreement from the red faced Twilight. Slowly he pressed against her, watching as her body began to spread to accept him. She was squirming lightly, and he had yet to even enter her, but he could not help but appreciate how cute she looked. As he slid in, he watched discomfort spread across her face and, in the next moment, it turned to straight up pain as he broke through. A few tears slid down her face, breaking his heart. Thankfully, he knew that soon she would be in paradise after she adjusted. He rubbed her belly gently to help her calm down as Rarity soothed her with kind words and a hoof to hold. It was heart meltingly sweet and brought a smile to his face. Unlike with Rarity, Twilight had been much better prepared for losing both of her virginities at once; still, the whimpers did not escape him. It must have been like being split in half.

They laid there for what felt like hours but, finally, Twilight seemed to calm down. “I-I think it’s safe to move. Just, be gentle please.”

He ran a hand down her face lovingly. “Of course.”

With Rarity beside Twilight, Spike felt a certain level of extra relief as he began slowly working his way in and out of his best friend turned lover. At first, there were the occasional painful moans mixed with the pleasant ones, but soon they died down leaving only the sound of her elation. He felt great squeezed inside of her; it was different from Rarity but in no way less amazing. It only got better as he decided to go deeper and increase his speed in response to Twilight’s voice getting louder and more excited. Before long, he had managed to hilt himself; he gave a little shake of his hips, enjoying the squeak Twilight gave at the unexpected movement. Taking his hand off of Twilight’s leg, he grasped Rarity’s flank that was sitting right for the taking next to the librarian; she had been such a good girl waiting for her turn, she deserved a reward. The lack of stability proved a bit more difficult than Spike had expected, requiring him to bend down a bit and wrap his other hand around the soft purple waist before him. Pressing his tail into the floor, he started going as fast as he could without hurting her. It wouldn’t be long now; he could feel her body squeezing more and more, shaking a little even, and the familiar heat growing in his own chest.

Twilight was having a really strange, but quite fantastic, night. Watching her friends commit numerous sexual acts, licking a plate of mare cum, agreeing to be Spike’s plaything, and, finally, having Rarity moaning with her as Spike drilled into her… maybe she would skip the letter on this one, maybe. To be honest, she was not sure how she was managing to think at all with how amazing she felt and how foggy everything seemed. What she could see was Spike’s face next to her and what looked like one of his claws extended over to Rarity, which explained the fashionista moaning very, very wantingly. Part of her wondered if Rarity was playing it up for dramatic effect with how loud she was being. Of course, those trains of thought and inquisition were quickly halted by thrusts from Spike, returning Twilight happily back to the matter at hoof. Before, she thought she had been breaking in half from the two large invaders in her body. Now, she was soaring without wings thanks to the dragon that seemed to complete her. Every time he would pull back, she felt empty on the inside. Celestia, the whole thing was embarrassing really… but right. It almost seemed as if Spike was getting bigger, driving her insane. The end was nigh, and she knew it. Her mind and body were too far gone in their own bliss, nothing would halt it. She convulsed lightly, squeezing Spike for everything he had. Her mind wandered on the edge of oblivion as her body was wracked with euphoria, forcing her lungs to begin emptying themselves in one scream of joy, or, they would have, had Spike not sealed her lips with his own. In the same instant, he pressed all the way into her, she swore she could feel him pushing into her womb, and released a torrent of unbelievably warm dragon seed into her. She could feel it mixing with her own carnal juices and pouring out of her marehood and ass.

Spike’s release had been very powerful, a day’s worth of excitement and denial shooting out of him, mostly, at once. Looking at the mare below him as all the tension escaped his body; it was obvious she had worked up quite a sweat, her coat matted against her body. Who would have thought? Sex was a hell of a workout, and totally worth it! He would however have to figure out how he was supposed to be the master, but the mares seemed to be getting off a lot more. Well, in a way, he took a lot of pleasure in giving them so much. It was funny, for all this master stuff, he still felt wrapped around their hooves, and he would not have it any other way. After all, caring for the ones he loved had always been a big part of who he was, a part that had always brought a smile to his face.

As the kiss ended, Spike pulled himself out of Twilight. Rarity watched lustfully as a gratuitous amount of Spike’s seed and other fluids poured from where the drake had exited. She noticed the look on Twilight’s face, drunken and hazy; oh, she knew that feeling. She also knew that it was going to take the new addition to their happy couple a few minutes to recuperate. Spike was an exquisite lover, even if she didn’t really have anything to compare him to, except a few books on the matter of… love making she happened to own. So far, Spike was making those stallions look quite sad. Twilight appeared to be in full agreement with that goofy looking grin she was sporting. Still, she wasn’t recovering fast enough for Rarity, who was still receiving treatment from Spike’s claw. She waved her hoof in front of Twilight’s face, in an attempt to speed her recovery up a bit. “Equestria to Twilight, come back to us darling.”

“Hey, Rarity. How you doing?”

Spike had long since caught his breath and was waiting patiently. “Wow, she is totally out of it; I must be even better at this then I thought.”

His response came in unison, “I’ll say.” The two looked at each other in surprise before sharing a giggle.

With Twilight mostly back to the world of the living, Rarity prepared for her fun. She started by running her tongue from the bottom of Twilight’s marehood to her plothole, taking as much of the two lovers as she could before swallowing. Twilight epped in the cutest way, edging Rarity on. Her horn lit up, lifting Twilight onto her back as she lay down. “Sorry, darling, but I’ve been waiting patiently for too long.”

Twilight attempted to wrap her hooves around Rarity, awkwardly so with trying not to crush her. “I’m sorry, Rarity; I hadn’t even thought about how you must be rearing to go after watching all of that. But… um… why am I on your back.”

“Well, as Pinkie says, you got to share.” Her tail flicked to the side, catching between her and Twilight and remaining entirely out of the way. “Master, please enjoy both of your pets at the same time.”

How Rarity managed to sound cute and seductive at the same time baffled Spike, but it really got him going. There was only one way this was going to work and Spike lined himself up accordingly, quite excitedly too. Rarity must have been really in need, as she seemed to have a small orgasm just from having her flank penetrated. Twilight was nice and sticky, and the further he pressed into her the more he seemed to force out from before. This had the added effect of dripping down right onto Rarity, and a little bit onto Spike, to serve as extra lubrication. He almost chuckled at the irony that Rarity’s insides would be coated with his seed before he even finished. Of course, he could not because of his own moans from being hugged so tightly by them. It mixed wonderfully with theirs into an erotic symphony.

Twilight was more sensitive than the first time. She hypothesized it might have been because it was so soon after her first orgasm. She could do research on the subject, find ways to make it even better… later, right now, she had more than enough to enjoy. Spike seemed far less controlled this time, moving faster and deeper much quicker than before. He must have been really into it; he was being so rough. She loved it; the feeling of being ravished excited her. She was a dirty little mare, and she deserved to be rutted by her master! Her insides felt so sticky and slick, and she could hear herself panting like some wild animal. She was so exuberant about the whole experience. All these new possibilities and feelings brought forth, the love, the depravity, the warmth, it was all so incredible.

The night life in Canterlot had nothing on this. Rarity had built up so much desire watching Twilight and Spike, and the dragon’s claw work had not helped either. She had only been left out of one round, but it had felt like ages. Now, with Spike pounding away inside her backside, she was able to thoroughly enjoy herself. There was something magical about being in this kind of position with the dragon she loved so much. Speaking of magic, Rarity had come up with quite the fun Spike sized idea. Her horn glowed a light teal as a similar aura appeared on Twilight’s still gapping, empty, little plothole. Well, it wouldn’t be empty for long.

At the sensation of another intrusion, Twilight tensed up. “W-What is that?” she managed to moan out.

“Oh, just a lit-tle telekinesis spell, spreading your backdoor open in the shape of Master’s-!” Spike seemed to reward Rarity’s creativity with an extra hard thrust; it always felt good to be generous. Brining extra pleasure to her friend was the perfect example.

However, Twilight, never one to be out done in magic, recreated the spell in her own lilac aura for Rarity’s marehood. Soon both mares were attempting to regulate their magic with Spike’s speed and depth. The feeling of being completely full was pushing both beyond their limits, and, judging from Spike’s growls, he was getting there himself. In one collective mess of fluids, pleasure, love, and screams, the three unloaded on each other.

For Rarity, the extremely warm substance she was finding herself quickly addicted to shot deep inside her, all the way into her stomach. Twilight had been so full from Spike’s first load that the seed pouring into her, making her body and mind numb is ecstasy, was forcing the old out with sheer pressure, making her lips part even further as it gushed out of her with her own cum. Spike had the strange sensation of being in the warmest, most comfortable, and amazing vices ever as he released himself all the way in the two beautiful mares he knew and found his arms wrapped around them. All three were a mass of relaxed limbs, exhausted bodies, sticky substances, sweat, in Rarity and Twilight’s case, and body heat.

Spike, sensing that getting the other two to move might not be the most likely scenario, lifted each mare gently one at a time into his own, much cleaner, bed. He started with Twilight, who snuggled into his pillow and feel asleep after a quiet, “I love you, Spike.” Then he laid down himself with Rarity in his arms, before slipping one of them under Twilight to cuddle.

“You were excellent, Master.”

“Yeah, I’m a stud.” Rarity pressed further into him in agreement. “So, I seem to remember having a conversation about sleeping with Twilight, not making her a part of this… what did you call it?”

“Herd.”

“Yeah, herd. Want to help catch me up on why you decided to just do your own thing?”

Placing her chin on his chest, Rarity looked straight into the dragon’s eyes. “You have feelings for Twilight don’t you?”

Spike attempted to look away, but her gaze held him in place. “I guess,” her look changed to disappointment. “Okay, yes. In honesty, even though most of my fantasies were about you… it wasn’t uncommon for one of the other girls to make an appearance, a lot of the time, joining you.”

“I thought so,” she replied smugly. “As the Element of Generosity, it’s easy to understand why when I find something amazing, something that brings me the most genuine happiness and fulfillment I’ve felt in a long time, I want to share it with my friends, if they’ll have it. In the same sense, instead of expecting you to give up your interests in the others, I want to nourish them.” She gave him the warmest smile he had seen in a long time. “If any of the other girls share your interest, then I want them right here with me beside you, Master, just like Twilight is now.”

He ran his claw down her back, making her coo softly. “And what about the whole, top mare thing?”

“Well, I was your first love… and, I do find that I enjoy a little control myself with the other girls.”

Spike could not help but picture Rarity in a tight leather outfit with the other five under her, drunken smiles spread across their faces. It was pretty hot. “Very well, but don’t forget I’ll have to split my attention among you all, but I will always love you.”

“And I love you, Spike.” With a light yawn Rarity closed her eyes and snuggled against Spike and far as she could.

The two joined Twilight in a deep sleep, smiles spread across all of their faces as the drake held the two mares close.