Painful Beginnings

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An Encounter - Part 2
An Encounter - Part 3
An Encounter - Part 5

An Encounter - Part 2

Derek pulls out of her slowly, Icy Bloom coos softly but gives no other response, already falling asleep. He crawls backwards slowly as his own breathing slows, his body catching up to the demands he’d placed on it. He takes a seat on the edge of the bed and relaxes slightly, his erection still painfully hard, after a moment he glances over at the corner of the room where Gilda has been rocking in place with the occasional soft moan and smiles invitationally.

Gilda shudders slightly, wings twitching with her arousal, she pulls her arm out from between her hind legs, her digits sticky with her fluids. “Finally ready for me?” she asks with an annoyed smirk, “I thought you'd never finish with all that lovey-dovey stuff… dweeb.”

Derek snorts, she’s been abrasive about this entire process, even though the little bird was one of the ones in favor of trying the booster out. Derek pauses a moment before grinning as an idea takes shape in his head. He glances at Sunny Mind for an instant, causing her to stop lounging almost catatonic from the ambient love she’s been collecting to perk up and focus on him. His emotions tell her he’s planning something, and the glance says he wants her input, maybe her assistance.

Time to put the songbird in her cage and listen to her sing. “Come on then, Gilda, you ready? Or do you want to watch me with Sunny first, get you in the mood? Since monkey on doe ‘lovey-dovey stuff isn’t your-” Derek states with a challenging smirk of his own, only for Gilda to narrow her eyes and leap at him.

Derek grins ferally and catches Gilda’s foreclaws in his own hands, stopping them from impacting on his chest and pushing him onto his back like she intended. Gilda gives a surprised squawk as Derek throws her arms up over his shoulders and wraps his own around her back and wings. He pulls her close to him, ruffling her neck plumage with his nose as her hindquarters inadvertently sandwich his length between the two of them. He spends a moment enjoying the feel of her toned body against his, the sensation of her fur sliding over his already sensitive cock sending sparks of pleasure up his spine.

Gilda tenses up at first, but shudders and moans at his attention, finding it hard to gather the focus to pull back and assert her dominance in the coming mating. “S-stop, w-what are y-you doing?” she stutters out. Grasping the back of his head and a shoulder as her body responds almost forcefully to his mock-preening, whether to pull back or grasp him tighter she can’t say.

Derek smirks into her feathers as he continues to run his nose through them. “You know Gilda, I’ve been thinking, you certainly seemed to enjoy yourself that one time. You know, when Sunny ‘helped’ you,” he remarks playfully, causing Gilda to tense up, even through the pleasurable sensations her overly sensitive neck is sending her.

“W-what?” Gilda stutters, trying to pull back again, but Derek’s arms tighten around her. Nowhere near enough to hurt, they still serve to keep her held tightly against him. Sensing her cue, Sunny chuckles and hops onto the bed beside them. Gilda looks at her with wide eyes for a moment before she starts panicking. “No! That’s not-” she starts, only for Sunny’s horn to light up and her beak to click closed.

Gilda glances down at it to see the familiar forest green glow, the same glow around her claws, they’re pulled from Derek's head and shoulder and forced together at the wrists behind his neck, effectively trapping her in his lap. For a finishing touch, Sunny wraps Gilda’s back paws in her magic to, trapping them against the bed on either side of Derek’s thighs.

Derek pulls back slightly with a wry chuckle. “Come on, Gilda,” he whispers reassuringly as she stares down at him with wide eyes, breathing heavily through her nostrils. “Shhh, it’s alright, my pretty Songbird,” he croons, reaching up with a hand to stroke her cheek. “I just want to hear you sing,” he continues, his other hand reaching down to stroke her tense flank, causing her to flinch before calming slightly. He spends a minute idly stroking her, ignoring his body’s demands to pin her down and rut her, his patience is rewarded as her breathing slows and her body relaxes.

After thinking about it for a bit, Gilda finds herself relaxing, even giving in slightly, as she sweeps her still-bound beak across his chest in her own preening motion, butting her head up against his chin softly. Derek chuckles and kisses the top of her head softly before glancing at Sunny.

Sunny smiles and lays herself out to watch the show, releasing Gilda’s beak from her magic.

Gilda opens and closes her beak several times with soft clicks before raising her gaze up to meet Derek’s reassuring one. “O-okay,” she mumbles softly.

Derek resists smirking, the headstrong gryphon, so opinionated and boisterous, now surrendering to his will, submissive and ready. Not what he’d been expecting when she’d joined the pack, but definitely interesting all in her own right. “You know what they call this position?” Derek asks, Gilda mutely shakes her head. “Neither do I, but the reason I like it, is because when I take you, you’ll be helping drive it as deep as it will possibly go, and the best thing-” he nips lightly at the feathers around her ear, earning another moan. “-is I’ll have a front-row seat to watch you sing, my little Songbird,” he finishes, her body continuing to shiver as she contemplates her helplessness, which only serves to further heighten her arousal.

Her body's arousal causes Gilda to grind his length, earning a hiss from Derek as his near painfully sensitive shaft is rubbed in her soft fur, the remnants of Icy Bloom’s arousal makes the whole area slightly sticky, but neither one of them really cares. After a moment spent enjoying the sensation, Derek moves his other hand down to join its counterpart on her flanks. He massages them lightly, kneading the skin and underlying muscle, causing her already taut muscles to tighten further as she gives another moan, but not chirping, which simply wont do.

“Come now, my little Songbird,” Derek whispers into her ear. “Why won’t you sing for me?” he starts rocking into her motions, pulling her up slowly so his cock moves ever closer to her entrance.

Gilda moans through her tightly closed beak again but remains stubbornly silent otherwise, even as his engorged length reaches her entrance and grinds up and down her slit, pushing just hard enough to part her lips before pulling back. The sensation causes her to twitch involuntarily and try to push against him, seeking completion each time.

“Come on, sing for me,” Derek whispers in her ear. After several more passes and stubborn silence on her part, he huffs irritatedly. “Gilda,” he states firmly, pushing her back off his length. “Why won’t you sing?”

Gilda refuses to meet his eyes, staring off to the side. “It’s embarrassing!” she retorts, Derek chuckles, why she considers her chirps ‘embarrassing’ is beyond him, they’re simply her body’s way of telling him he’s doing a good job after all. And with sex, a good job means both parties win.

“And wanting me to all but force you isn’t?” Derek asks with an incredulous glance at Sunny who rolls her eyes.

Gilda doesn’t respond, continuing to try and pull herself closer via her bound claws around his neck. After a moment Derek surrenders, unwilling to force the issue, but dissatisfied with the results. Their watcher on the other hand, has a different idea.

Sunny rises slowly and shuffles closer up behind derek, grinning at Gilda over his shoulder. For her part, Gilda glares back, though her gaze lacks real venom. “I know why she won’t,” Sunny whispers softly, nuzzling the back of Derek’s neck gently. “She wants to be put in her place, to feel you prove your dominance. She doesn’t want your wish-washy love, she wants some nice, hot, aggressive sex that leaves her a limp bundle of fur and feathers. She wants you to hold her down and make her your little bird. Isn’t that right Gilda?” she asks with a throaty chuckle, Gilda refuses to meet her eyes, though Derek can feel her body reacting favorably, an additional coating of moisture starting to leak out and coating his penis with a fresh layer of lubricant as she grinds onto him desperately.

Derek pauses, setting aside his arousal for the moment, as he considers what Sunny said. Gilda does seem to enjoy the submission, and though he honestly prefers back and forth intercourse, the thought of dominating her, forcing her to her boundaries and beyond isn’t entirely unappealing. “Fine, but if you want me to stop, too bad,” he growls, picking her up and positioning her over his cock. Without bothering with any more foreplay, he shoves her down his length, driving himself almost all the way up in one go, her wet, burning love hole spreading and spasming around the sudden intruder.

Gilda throws back her head at the sudden, almost painful penetration. The shock causes her to let out a soft birdlike chirp as his shaft spreads her insides. Sensing a crack in her defenses, Derek pulls her up and shoves her right back down on his length, earning a second smothered chirping moan from Gilda as her wings start tensing up under the stimulation as he repeats the process again, and again.

Sunny gives a fanged smile and licks the back of Derek’s neck, enjoying the salty taste of his sweat and the burning warmth of his lust as he repeatedly rails Gilda, forcing small chirps and moans through her otherwise tightly clenched beak. Seeing an opportunity, she pushes a bit more power through her horn and wraps her magic around the base of the gryphon’s wings, stimulating the now-sensitive flight muscles.

Under assault from two directions, Gilda’s arousal quickly starts skyrocketing as she buries her head in Derek’s chest again. Unable to completely stop her noises, and with her mind clouded with lust, she tries to distract herself by preening Derek’s plumage.

Derek gives a pained grunt the first time Gilda’s beak nips at his neck shortly before Sunny intervenes and renders her beak unable to get a grip on his skin as she continues to nip and lick at the sensitive flesh on his neck and shoulder.

Sunny chuckles at Gilda’s reaction as she focuses on Derek’s wound, it’ll probably bruise, but she can dull the pain for now, Gilda on the other hoof... She stares at the still oblivious gryphon with narrowed eyes before adopting an evil grin. Reaching out with her magic, she blocks the gryphon’s nostrils. ‘Let's hear that pretty ‘songbird’ sing,’ she thinks.

Gilda tries to inhale and finds her airway blocked, after a moment’s panic her brain catches up and she opens her beak to inhale, only to let of a sharp chirp as Derek’s cock finally spreads her fully, grinding up against her deepest barrier for a moment before he pulls her up again and forces her right back down.

Derek grins through the almost painful feeling of sitting right on the edge of orgasm as Gilda emits her first full chirp, he repeats his thrusts into her several times, enjoying the sounds before her body shudders and she orgasms, her liquids streaming down from their joining, soaking his lap as she throws her head back and moans.

Gilda closes her eyes and gives a wanton moan as her body clenches up, colors exploding through her mind. Her wings are spread fully, the green glow of Sunny’s magic centered at their bases as her stimulation combines with the hot shaft filling her nether regions to drive her into her first orgasm of the night. Sunny chuckles and releases her grasp on Gilda's nostrils as she turns her attention to pulling the ambient emotional energy in.

Derek pauses while buried inside her, enjoying the sensation of her inner muscles milking his length, trying to draw out something that never comes. Gilda slumps forward against him as she slowly comes down from her high.

As she recovers, Gilda slowly rocks back onto her haunches, causing his shaft to shift inside her, making her wince. “W-wow,” she states, glancing down where they were still joined. “That was… amazing, how are you still hard?” she asks, realizing he didn’t orgasm even after working Icy Bloom over completely, then her.

“How do you think?” Derek all but snarls, slightly frustrated over her obtuseness, she pushed for the booster. They knew it was designed to prolong intercourse, of course he’s still hard. “But the better question is: What are you going to do about it?” he asks with a feral grin, Sunny catches the shift in mood and gives Gilda a predatory smile of her own.

Gilda swallows as she finds herself still bound in place and confronted with two predators, two HUNGRY predators. “Uhhhh, well you know, I’m feeling rather sore from that-” she starts nervously, only to trail off as Derek starts chuckling.

“Oh no you don’t. You pushed for this, you knew the risks of using potions on me, I think its time you learned a lesson,” Derek states, his hands starting to rove up and down her body hungrily.

Gilda’s eyes widen and she tries to pull back, away from him as he starts rubbing her, focusing on the base of one of her wings and her tail, her alreadys sensitive vagina giving another twinge as her arousal climbs back up almost unwillingly. “B-but, w-what about Sunny?” she stutters, calling the changeling by her name rather than one of her usual insults in her panicked state. “W-wouldn’t she like a go first?” she asks, trying to stall for time.

Derek laughs. “Funny you should mention that, yes, yes she would,” he states, Sunny licks her lips and nods as well.

Gilda nods her head quickly. “S-so shouldn’t you -hnng- help her out f-first?” she asks as he starts twisting her wing slightly, nowhere near enough to hurt, but definitely causing warmth to shoot up and down her body, her lionhood starts to twitch around his length again, moisture seeping out on his thighs as her body reacts to the stimulation.

Derek smiles. “While it’s nice of you to think of someone else first, I’m afraid I’ll simply be too busy seeing to you for now, but I know how we can solve this,” he states cheerfully, grasping the base of her tail and squeezing firmly, causing her body to lock up entirely.

“Ah-ah, a-and how’s that?” Gilda asks breathlessly as he manipulates her tail, causing her body to spasm, her vaginal canal actively starting to massage his length again.

“It’s simple,” Derek states, pulling her in close and leaning his head upside her own. “You’re going to service her,” he whispers softly, causing her body to flinch away from him as she finds something focus on besides the signals her body’s sending her.

“What?” Gilda all but screeches. “You want me to go down on bug-breath? Hell no!” She hisses, borrowing one of his favorite vehement exclamations to express her thoughts on the subject, though after a moment she finds herself not as violently opposed as she thought. But still, the thought of those creepy feelers the changeling has in her vagina makes her skin crawl and her feathers mantle slightly.

Derek gives her a flat look, obviously unimpressed. “Yes, you will, if you want to cum. Sunny?”

Sunny bares her fangs in an overly large grin. “With pleasure,” she states mirthfully, enhancing the dry insectile undertone in her voice intentionally, causing Gilda to shudder. She crawls up beside them and lowers her head.

Gilda sees her coming and tries to flinch away, but Derek squeezes the base of her tail a little tighter, causing the pleasure to morph into pain. She freezes in place with a pained exhalation, allowing Sunny to place her horn against her lower stomach.

Sunny focuses her magic for a moment before pulling back and chuckling. “It’s done, she doesn’t come until you say the word,” she states with the same teeth baring smile. Gilda looks between them with wide eyes, her wings starting to fold back down as her discomfort overcomes her arousal.

Derek chuckles, releasing her wing to reach up and stroke her cheek. “Come on Gilda, it’s not that hard. Heck, you’ve gone down on Bloom for crying out loud, I can assure you there’s little difference,” he states encouragingly.

Gilda shakes her head. “They’re nothing alike!” She declares. “Bloom’s a doe, she’s a bug, she’s got those-” Gilda swallows, grimacing. “-things in hers!”

Derek stares at her a moment, his raging erection all but forgotten in the moment as he stares at her a moment before laughing. “Yes, yes she does, and they’re quite helpful,” he states with a chuckle and a shake of his head. “Like a roadmap to her pussy. Follow their lead, and you’ll be allowed to cum in no time,” He states encouragingly and glances back at the bed, shooing Sunny to one side. “Speaking of cumming, I think it’s time I… incentivised you.” With that he pulls himself out of her, causing him to grimace from the sensation his sensitive nether regions send him. Gilda feels a moan slip out before she clamps her beak shut, her canal flexing, seeking the shaft that’s no longer inside it, no longer making her complete. Derek rolls around, not bothering to warn Sunny and simply letting his aura break the magical restraints on her back paws. With Gilda laying on her back, he slides her hindquarters to the edge of the bed, giving him ample access, though the angle just won’t do. “Sunny, pillows, please?” he asks, pulling her arms off the back of his head and pushing them above her own, leaving her splayed out and open, powerless beneath him.

Sunny nods and pulls several pillows over, holding Gilda’s arms in place over her head as Derek stands up, grabbing her hind paws and pushing her flank up into the air. Sunny slides the pillows into place underneath her, raising her rear end and baring her vagina and anus to Derek.

“W-wait! Stop, p-please! I’m still too sensitive!” Gilda pleads, struggling fruitlessly against the hold on her claws and his grasp on her legs. Her wings beat against the bed, doing little besides generating a slight cooling breeze.

“Ha-ha, no. You’re not here for yourself right now, Gilda,” Derek states coldly, losing all patience with her reticence, though this doesn’t stop him from giving her a comforting smile. “You signed up for this, you’re here for my pleasure. I am, after all, the ‘buck’ in this relationship, am I not?”

Gilda flinches back at his tone, he rarely speaks like this, normally he’s calm and collected. Cajoling or persuading others to his will, using logic and reason in place of force and vigor. To hear him telling her such things in no uncertain terms… She squirms slightly as her wings twitch, but remains silent, giving her assent.

Derek pushes her legs outwards, spreading her out before him, her pussy stretching slightly to show a hint of the pink and tender flesh hidden behind her tan lips. Without wasting time, she’s already ready after all, he pushes back into her, her wet canal making a lewd sloshing sound as her liquid arousal squeezes out around him. After a moment spent acclimating to the warmth of her depths once again, he pulls out and pushes back in, enjoying the freedom and control he has over her, not to mention the unending well of energy he seems to be running on right now.

Gilda opens her mouth to talk again, but the only thing to come out is a long moan as his shaft strokes her interior walls once more before impacting on her deepest barrier again, his larger mass helping grind it against her cervix with more force than previously. Already she can feel her body building up to another peak, still sensitive from her last.

“Are you getting close already, Gilda?” Derek asks with a grunt, drawing out and burying himself inside her again. “You know you’re not going to cum until she does, right?” He tosses his head at Sunny, who’s still sitting on her haunches beside them, staring down at Gilda with a small smile.

Sunny glances up at him. “Relax, just focus on her, I’ll join when the time is right,” She states with a smirk.

Derek shrugs and turns his attention back to Gilda, who’s staring up at him with wide eyes as her wings slowly tense up again. He smiles down at her before pulling out and thrusting back in, building up a steady rhythm, never letting Gilda relax as he accelerates until he’s giving her the rough pounding she deserves for making him take the damn boosters, rubbing the pads of her paws as her legs spasm.

Gilda’s body arches as her vagina spasms, locked at the edge of an orgasm, but unable to dive off the edge. She keeps her beak shut as long as possible, but can’t hold it back anymore as she starts chirping and moaning openly, her eyes tearing up as the pressure mounts higher and higher.

Sunny snickers. “That’s my cue!” she states cheerfully, standing up and stepping over Gilda’s painfully extended wings carefully. Once in place, she locks Gilda’s head in an upwards position with her magic, being sure to shield her beak so she can’t bite and will continue to be able to breath, and lowers herself onto her face. “You want to cum? You know what to do,” Sunny states with a giggle, reaching out to pull Derek in for a kiss, grinding her own aching entrance across the tip of Gilda’s now tightly shut beak. Derek rocks forward, still thrusting down into Gilda’s vagina roughly as his and Sunny’s mouths lock, her long tongue wrapping around his own as they mouth wrestle. Sunny grins and moans into the kiss, feeling his arousal spike as she pulls his tongue into her mouth with her own wrapped around it, letting him explore her palate as he pounds the pussy of the tan gryphon beneath the both of them.

After half a minute of stubborn resistance, Sunny rolls her eyes in exasperation and pulls back. The changeling glances down at Gilda’s body beneath the two of them, teasing one of the gryphon’s teats softly with a hoof as she watches Derek’s shaft enter her vagina, her tan lips in turns opening and closing around the intruder as it plumbs her depths. “Come on now, you know what you have to do,” she giggles.

Derek gives an animalistic snarl when he realizes Gilda isn’t ‘helping out’, he knows how to fix that. “Alright then, if that’s how you want to run it, Pet,” he bites out, pulling out of her suddenly, leaving her vagina open and pulsing as cool air invades the space his rod had previously filled. Derek glances at Sunny. “Still got some of those potions for the other hole?” He asks, Sunny blinks a moment before she understands and nods cheerfully. “Great, get her ready. This pet is going to learn to do as it’s told,” He states in an angry tone, still unable to reach a peak, his penis is almost afire at this point with his own denied orgasm.

Sunny glances over at the closet, opening the door with her magic and pulling out a small box. Popping the lid, she pulls out a small stoppered vial and pulls it over. Standing up, she backs up off a now panting Gilda who stares up at the two of them with pleading eyes, still stubbornly refusing to deal with the changeling pussy Derek intends for her to eat out as her own love canal spasms around empty air. Sunny stares down at her a moment before grasping her beak and prying it open. “You’re going to want to swallow,” she states helpfully before popping the seal on the vial and pouring the concoction into her mouth, closing her beak and stopping up her nostrils. “Don’t worry, it’s just more of Zecora’s little mix,” Sunny states soothingly, already moving back into position over Gilda.

Gilda bucks some more against the magical restraints and Derek’s hands holding her legs open both from the need to orgasm and a lack of airflow before succumbing and swallowing the potion equivalent to an enema. She knows what’s coming at this point, but she’s still pinned, at his mercy. And he’s not in the mood to have mercy, even with her wings locked open painfully and her hips bucking of their own accord from the level of arousal her bodies under.

Derek waits until Sunny nods, signalling Gilda swallowing the potion before grunting in acknowledgement, resting his length at the puckered star of her rear. “You WILL do as you’re told, Pet,” he states with a snarl, pressing into her ass with a gentle pressure, allowing her body to open up slowly around the head of his shaft, her juices providing plenty of lubrication. Slowly easing his way in, Derek pulls Sunny over for another rough and ready kiss, taking a moment to enjoy the taste of her mouth and the alien bite of her fangs before breaking the kiss and pushing her down on Gilda. The changeling surrenders meekly and chuckles as she starts laveing her tongue over the gryphon’s fun-box, a quick surge of changeling magic serving to remove her horn, the area where it was continuing to glow as she works her magic, but not running the risk of impaling Derek as he plunders the gryphon’s behind right above her head.

Sunny starts out by cleaning the the lips of her pussy with quick and light licks, then moves to the top of her entrance and teases out her already engorged clit, she spends a moment teasing it with her tongue before giving it a playful nip, causing Gilda to buck fruitlessly beneath her as Derek continues to piston in and out of her as he works his way deeper, causing her to let out a muffled squeak every now and then. Sunny shivers slightly at the sensation of Gilda’s beak stroking her entrance and grins, she intends to make Gilda scream for mercy. Placing the point of her tongue at the entrance to her canal, she gives Gilda a second to figure out what's coming before she shoves it in and start lapping at the juices inside her with quick, short licks.

With Gilda’s attention split between the puffy lips resting on her beak, the tongue drilling its way into her love canal, and the shaft slowly prying her ass open, Derek sinks into her easily. The juices already coating his cock provide excellent lubrication as Sunny’s efforts above ‘encourage’ more liquid lust to drop down, serving to lubricate her asshole even further as he plunges in.

With a final thrust, Derek feels his hips impact her own and pauses a moment enjoying the unique sensations and the muffled sounds Gilda is making as she’s filled in both holes. He starts to pull back, feeling her passageway clench around him, almost of if she didn’t want him to pull out. The warm, tight feeling on his cock was near indescribable, he almost didn’t want to pull out, but to let her hindquarters continue to massage his penis forcefully, but he intended to make her his.

The tugging sensation from her rear as he pulled out and jammed himself back in combined with the tongue worming its way down her vagina was driving Gilda to new heights as she continued to squirm beneath them, her pleasure building higher and higher as release was denied her. Part of her was furious at Derek for putting her in this position, forcing her to service that… thing, making her feel like the lowest member of his little ‘pack’. But the other part of her, the one she’d discovered that day Sunny had persuaded her to try out the buckles and straps, putting herself in a submissive position for Derek, was loving it. She’d thought he’d always be such a dweeb, letting her take the dominant position for sex, until he’d seen her bound and read to be mounted. He’d hesitated, the big dork had to check to make sure she was okay with it, but then he’d taken her. She’d been a limp, orgasming mess beneath him when he’d finally finished. She’d always wanted to feel that sensation of helplessness again, to know her mate was tough enough and willing to put her in her place, though she was too embarrassed to admit it to anyone. But now, trapped beneath him and the lowest member of their little aerie, or herd, or whatever he cared to call it, she could revel in the sensation. Her hips were actively bucking up as much as she was able, taking his assertive thrusts as deeply as possible, the long tongue exploring her previously-fucked vagina only serving to drive the pleasure higher.

Finally, being unable to take it anymore, Gilda cracks her beak open, shakily extending her tongue towards to waiting entrance that had already covered her beak in lubricant, thankfully Sunny was thoughtful enough to protect her nostrils, otherwise she’d have been suffocating under the copious amounts of liquid. Slowly lapping at the exterior as she worked up the courage to go further in. After only a few tentative licks, her lust addled mind’s continued failed attempts to orgasm gives her the desperate courage she needs to extend her tongue inwards.

The first touch of the feelers inside Sunny’s canal causes Gilda to flinch back, only for a particularly hard thrust to her already aching rear to cause her to moan, her tongue extending back in, almost automatically stroking the interior of the changeling’s vagina, ignoring the feelers in the heat of the moment.

Sunny gives a soft sigh at the sensation, her breath washing over Gilda’s own pussy, causing her to buck even more as Derek relentlessly pounds her rear. She draws Gilda’s button into her mouth and sucks on it lightly, humming softly to reward her activities as well as to encourage her further.

Gilda’s body arches from the overwhelming sensations as she gives another groan, steadily lapping at the pussy atop her beak, her tongue surrendering to the guidance of the feelers inside the canal, blindly licking under their guidance as her body desperately seeks relief.

Sunny’s eyes widen and her body tenses at the sudden and enthusiastic abuse her own vagina starts to receive, her body stiffens, and she starts softly moaning as her wings buzz, working her rear over Gilda’s beak repeatedly as she builds to a peak. After a minute of Gilda’s enthusiastic abuse, she throws back her head and gives a wanton moan as her canal clenches around Gilda’s tongue, her pussy spraying cum, making a mess of Gilda’s face and filling her waiting mouth.

Gilda continues licking desperately, trying to finish her off as quickly as possible, but only ends up prolonging her orgasm and collecting more and more of her liquids in her mouth. Derek stops thrusting, hilting himself, and reaches out quickly to pull Sunny’s head close as she comes down from her peak. “Hold her orgasm,” he orders quietly nuzzling the side of her muzzle, she nods through the haze of endorphins as she shakily steps back off Gilda before collapsing.

Gilda closes her mouth and eyes, then forces herself to swallow before looking up at Derek with desperate eyes. “I-I did it, now let me cum!” she pleads with a whimper.

Derek smiles and pushes her further up onto the bed, not bothering to pull out. After a moment he leaves her resting her head on Sunny’s side. Between the four of them: Himself, Sunny, Gilda and a still catatonic Icy Bloom, there’s not much room remaining on the bed. Derek makes another idle note to see about building something bigger before he leans down to lick the side of Gilda’s beak, tasting Sunny’s arousal. “You’ve done a very good job,” he compliments warmly, licking more of her face as Gilda squirms helplessly.

“Please…” Gilda begs, bucking her hips up at him, begging him to continue, Derek smiles and rubs his nose in the side of her neck, taking in her scent mixed with Sunny’s.

“Were you a good pet, Gilda?” he asks, if she wants this, he might as well make it worth the torment.

“Yes! Yes! Gilda’s a good pet!” Gilda all but yells, so far gone in her lust she’s willing to say most anything to get release.

Derek grimaces as her hindquarters tense up, her rectal muscles gripping his shaft tightly for a moment before relaxing again. “Okay, Gilda. That’s good. Good pets are rewarded. So, do you want your reward here?” He asks, placing a hand down on her inner thigh and tracing her pussy lips with his thumb, eliciting another chirp from the Gryphon laying beneath him. “-Or here?” He continues, thrusting lightly into her ass.

It takes a moment for the questions to penetrate the haze of lust in Gilda’s mind, but once it does, her answer is almost immediate. “I-I want you to f-fuck my ass! Make me your bird!” she pleads, tears streaming from her eyes. “Just let me cum!” Derek nods and glances at Sunny and then her bound claws. Sunny nods and releases them from her magical grasp. Once free Gilda immediately reaches out and grabs him, pulling him down on top of her. “Fuck me!” She begs, rubbing her face against his. “Fuck me!”

Derek doesn’t bother responding besides pulling out and ramming himself back in as hard as possible, earning another chirp from the overstimulated gryphon. Gilda wraps her limbs tighter around him and pulls herself into his thrusts, the shaft roughly plowing her back door causing spikes of pleasure to build into something truly massive inside her as she moans and chirps under his ministrations.

Derek grunts as he shoves himself into her, holding himself up with one arm, he places his other hand between the two of them, reaching out and pressing down on her clit firmly as he buries himself inside her as fast and as hard as possible, trying to bring himself to climax with the added bonus of making her coming orgasm an event she’ll never forget.

Gilda chirps and as she rubs her beak over Derek’s chest frantically while he fucks her, the hard shaft splitting her ass open with each of his thrusts combined with the finger he has on her button was causing the warmth in her lionhood to reach near blistering levels as she lay beneath him mewling for release. The fact that she’d probably be sore in the morning idly flashes through her head before it’s washed away in a torrent of building pleasure.

Minutes pass as Derek fucks her, the wait was pure torture for Gilda, eventually leaving her near catatonic beneath him. Barely able to breath as the pressure inside her builds higher and higher, till it feels as if Celestia’s sun were trapped inside. Finally, Derek relents as he finds himself still trapped upon the same plateau of arousal, unable to find his release.

“Hope you’re ready to fly, little birdy,” Derek breathes into her ear. Sensing her cue, Sunny releases her spell on Gilda right as Derek draws back and buries himself inside her one last time, pressing down hard on her clit.

Gilda explodes, her pussy convulses as she throws back her head and screams, her cum spraying Derek's stomach and the bed to either side of her as she informs the world she just came hard. Derek gives a pained grunt as her dulled claws still manage to draw blood on his back, her ass clenching down so hard he finds himself unable to move even if he wanted to as her muscles frantically massage his length, the feeling is bliss, but still fails to bring him release.

Sunny folds her ears back and throws up a sound barrier over herself and Icy Bloom as Gilda unleashes an impressive eagle’s scream at the top of her lungs. After a moment to let her ears recover, she glances at the still spasming Gryphon and chuckles at the job well done, only to grimace at the slightly desperate light in Derek’s eyes. He’s still raring to go, and after that last performance, he’s probably getting desperate, and she’s the only member of his pack that’s still awake . . . this will be interesting. Sunny grins and licks her lips, always ready for a challenge, slipping out from under the gryphon as she slowly come back down from her world-shattering orgasm and passes out almost immediately.

An Encounter - Part 3

The first thing Derek feels upon waking up is pain. Everything hurts, it feels like he’d been running a couple marathons between on the mat with his old instructor, and his body is NOT happy with it. The side of his neck was hot and stiff, as if Gilda had nipped him again, and now that he was focusing on it, she’d probably managed to slice his back up a bit too. He licks dry lips, trying to work some moisture back into his mouth as he starts checking body parts to insure they’re still attached. After that, he cracks open his eyes, suppressing a hiss of pain as the ambient light in the room attempts to burn its way down his optic nerves.

After a moment, his eyes adjust and he stares blankly up at the ceiling. ‘So I’m in my room, that’s good. Now what the literal fuck happened?’ he asks himself, trying to stay as still as possible. ‘I think… oh, the booster, right. I took that… then me and Bloom…’

As he continues to try and piece together the events of the night before, he sluggishly rolls his head left, away from the window and the rather painful light it’s letting in. Beside him, laying by his upper body, Gilda is sleeping as well, but she also appears to be wearing… ‘Is that a hawk’s hood?’ Derek asks himself, blinking owlishly as his sluggish mind tries to comprehend the sight before him.

Gilda does indeed appear to have a synthetic leather hood that’s covering her eyes and ears, but leaving her beak free, the sort of thing Derek had seen them keep hunting falcons in, only sized up to fit the gryphon. ‘Where. The. Fuck. Does Sunny get this shit?’ he asks himself before shrugging mentally and turning his attention away from the rather odd sight. ‘If I didn’t know any better, I’d think there was one hell of a party going on last night,’ he jokes inside his mind, trying to ignore the rather annoying headache he’s got right now, probably dehydration if the events they’d had planned the night prior were any indication.

Derek grimaces, even the thought of sex right now actually makes him kind of nauseous. Turning his attention further down, he smiles at the sight of an obviously happily sated Icy Bloom curled up against his leg, her fur is still matted from their activities the prior night. Spending a moment to revel in the pleasant feelings of a job well done, Derek blinks as he realizes there’s a large form on his other side, a large, warm, and furry form.

Turning his head slowly and painfully, he spends a moment staring blankly at the sight of Princess Luna laying beside him, taking up half the bed all by herself, an obviously cum-stained muzzle nestled on his right shoulder before rolling his eyes. ‘Sunny likes some kinky shit sometimes, I swear, wonder why she didn’t change back after though, I thought keeping a form up was a constant drain, albeit a small one. Although she certainly has enough power at her disposal, I wonder if…’

Derek’s thought processes suffer a fatal error and come crashing to a halt as his brain tries to make sense of the sight in front of his roving eyes. “Bu-bu-but…” he stutters aloud as he stares at something that absolutely can’t be there.

Curled up in her favorite chair, probably because there wasn’t enough room in the bed, lays a black chitinous form Derek had come to recognize anywhere, even to the point of knowing her from others of her kind. Sunny has a smile on her muzzle and her wings are giving a slow and lazy twitch behind her as she obviously has a happy dream of some sort.

Derek glances between the black form of Sunny Mind and the dark blue shape of the Lunar Princess a moment as his eyes widen in mounting terror. ‘Calm down Derek,’ he screams in the silence of his mind. ‘It’s probably just another changeling, we probably just broke one of the house rules, I’ll probably have to make it up to the others. Disrupt the changeling’s form, make sure, and go from there! Nothing to it!’ he silently enthuses, hanging onto his sanity by a thread.

Reaching up with his unrestrained left hand, and trying to quell its shaking, Derek rests it lightly on the obvious fake Luna’s horn and concentrates. This causes his headache to immediately spike, but his desperation allows him to power through it. After a moment, he feels his aura move, and the Astral effect of her mane suddenly disappears, leaving a light blue mane of mundane hair in its place, but her form doesn’t waver.

Derek’s breath starts accelerating as adrenaline hits his system like a freight train. He spends a moment hyperventilating as he stares at the dark form resting beside him contentedly, one of her wings stretched out over his legs with the rather pleasant feel of her soft feathers covering them like a warm blanket, and then he screams.

***

A cacophony of groans is the primary means of communications being used as four very sore, very tired creatures, each one of a different race, take a seat at the kitchen table. Derek actually needed assistance in moving, his legs were all but unable to bear his weight and his pelvic muscles had required a minor painkiller spell.

“Good morning, everypony!” Sunny Mind states in a very quiet, but still overly happy and chipper voice. “Did you enjoy your sleep?”

“Would somebody please shut the bug up?” Gilda all but whines, wincing as her posterior reacts negatively to contact with the seat she’s sitting in, even with the addition of a pillow by Sunny Mind.

“Gilda, shut up,” Bloom orders as she rubs her forehead. “Sunny, really?” she asks, glancing at the overly happy changeling. “How are you so-”

“chipper?” Sunny interjects.

“-not sexed out?” Derek finishes for Bloom. “Last thing I remember, I fucked these two so hard they passed out, and I still couldn’t finish,” he states with a nod of his head at Bloom and Gilda, studiously ignoring the fourth entity sitting at our table.

Pretty much everyone at the table gives him a blank stare. “Thou-” Luna clears her throat. “You do not remember what happened last night after that?”

Derek shakes his head slowly. “Nooo, I really don’t.” Sunny chuckles, working the coffee machine and making a pot of tea simultaneously as she watches the proceedings with the same self-satisfied grin on her lips.

The Princess of the Night opens her mouth to respond further, but ends up coughing some more before Sunny steps in. “Okay everypony, you’re all dehydrated. Lets hold off on talking further until the drinks are ready, huh?” She asks cheerfully.

Derek and the rest all glance at each other before coming to a nonverbal agreement. Derek closes his eyes and rests his head in his hands they wait, still trying to make sense of the situation, and why every-fucking-body else is perfectly okay with Princess Luna’s presence. ‘I mean, it’s VERY obvious I defiled a fucking Goddess last night, her muzzle is STILL stained a little, and Sunny aside, I’m the only one in the damn house who has a working penis.’ He mutters within the safe silence of his mind. Thinking about his cock only causes it to send him a twinge of pain, further reinforcing the thought that what he remembers is probably only a part of what really went on last night. Derek lets out another groan as he tries, again, to recall what happened. But he keeps drawing a blank, it’s like he went out on the town and got absolutely smashed, only without the fun of getting drunk off his ass, and forgetting what was obviously an unforgettable night. “Dammit.”

“hmmm?” Bloom asks from beside him, leaning over to nuzzle his cheek and hand, Derek shakes his head and returns the attention with a nuzzle of his own, albeit slowly to avoid upsetting his head further.

About a minute later, Sunny starts setting out cups and brings over a pot coffee as well as a teapot. “‘Fraid it’s only a simple blend of Earl Gray, Derek over there didn’t stock up very well on tea,” the changeling states apologetically to Princess Luna.

Derek rubs his forehead with his fingers. “Bloody tea drinkers, this ain’t england, you know,” he snarks before coughing a bit himself.

Sunny rolls her eyes. “And I have no idea where that is, so shut up and drink,” she orders in that same cheerful tone, passing him a cup of coffee as well as a small vial of a clear liquid. Derek raises a brow at the vial she’s hoofing out to everyone else except the princess. “It’s a metabolizer, wait until I get some food set out, but it should help after last night,” she chuckles.

Luna blinks as she sips her tea, glancing down at the cup, she drops a couple sugar cubes into it before glancing back up at the others around the table. Seeing no overt reactions, she decides to ask herself. “You’re giving him a potion? Are you sure its effects won’t be similar to the ‘booster’?” She asks, shifting a little to try and take some pressure off her rather sore nethers.

Sunny nods. “Yep, already tested it in small amounts-” She blinks as what she just said registers. “-with his foreknowledge and permission,” she finishes, Luna nods and turns her head back to her tea. Derek watches the two of them chat with complete comfort and wonders what the effing effity eff he’s missing.

Derek sighs and tosses back the coffee in a couple quick gulps, ignoring the burn as it goes down, he’s had worse. “Alright, if no one else wants to start the ball, I will.” He glances around the table at the various occupants, each of whom is still showing some discomfort, especially Gilda, he must have ridden her hard last night. Strangely, the thought fills him with a certain amount of satisfaction. Shaking the distraction from his head, Derek sighs. “You three-” he gestures at Icy Bloom, Gilda, and Sunny Mind. “-I understand, and whether I remember it or not, I’m glad it was memorable for you because I don’t think I’m touching a booster ever again. But-” he grimaces and turns to Luna, still unsure on how to handle it. “-I’m sorry, Princess, but I have no idea what I did, and I’m very sorry for it. But-”

Luna sighs and stares into her teacup as if it held an answer of some form. “Nay, calm yourself, young Derek. What happened last night was entirely consensual. I was coming to your house due to an investigation involving the possibility of a changeling-” she gestures at Sunny with a hoof. “-having taken refuge in your household. When I arrived and discovered her, you made a rather passionate defense, I dare say you held me down to make it as well,” she states with a smirk.

Derek nods slowly. “That… I kinda forgot they’re not allowed in this country,” he states with a sheepish grin and a shake of his head. “But what do you mean; ‘I held you down to make it’?”

Luna opens her mouth but Sunny waves a hoof quickly. “I may be able to help with that,” she states smugly, Derek gives her an even stare, not willing to expend the energy to play her little game. After no one speaks for a moment, Sunny sighs. “I think I can help you remember,” she states, rolling her eyes.

Derek blinks at her in confusion. “Wait, what? How?”

Sunny walks up between Derek and Bloom. “Last night, when we err, well, when Luna threatened me, you… ah, well. You opened up to me enough to allow me to use my magic within your aura,” she states warmly.

Derek spends a moment staring at her as Bloom reaches out to wrap the changeling in a hug. “Good for you!” she cheers, nuzzling a very happy Sunny.

Gilda nods her head slowly. “Way to go, Bug Breath, guess you're fully part of the pack now, huh?” She asks with a smirk before wincing and shifting around a bit. “I wondered what was going on last night-” She glances at derek before looking away with a small blush.”-but the first warning I got that anything was going on was you pulling me out of bed and tieing me up. Then you stuck a hood on me, I spent half the night being ridden!” She growls.

Derek nods slowly, ignoring her ever-present aggression as he considers what he heard. “Wow, okay, yeah. Sooo, I apparently managed to bond with Sunny the same way I am with Bloom to take on one of the most powerful entities on this planet and win. And THEN, I decide to have a wild orgy later that night sparing nothing and no one.” Derek states with an amused expression at the absurdity of it all before giving Gilda a sideways glance. “And you know you're into that kind of kink Gilda, so shut up.”

Gilda splutters a moment but Bloom gives her a glare much like her namesake and the gryphon grumpily subsides. “Right, well, that’s all well and good. But why was Luna dragged into our little… event last night?” Bloom asks, shrugging apologetically at Luna, but not backing down.

Derek shrugs. “I guess I need to find out, Sunny?”

Sunny nods and extricates herself from Bloom’s grasp, reaching out with her forehooves, she pulls Derek’s head down slightly. “This shouldn’t hurt, but if it does, say so,” she states before her horn lights up and she rests it lightly on his forehead.

***

Derek rubs the lightly snoring gryphons thighs, contemplating another go, whether she’s conscious or not. Maybe he should break out some of the tools Sunny seems to have packed away in the closet, see what he can do to-

Sunny reaches out and touches Derek on the shoulder. “My turn, big guy,” she purrs. “Let the little song bird have a couple minutes before you pull her back up, in fact,” she licks her lips, the mind behind her eyes gauging his state very carefully. “I’ll show you how to really break her in, does that sound fun?” she asks with a throaty chuckle.

Derek inhales and exhales several times, forcibly slowing his breathing and trying to calm down. “Right, thanks Sunny,” he says, knowing what she was doing, distracting him before he did something they all might regret. After all, Gilda liked domination, but taking it too far was still possible, and in his state, probable.

Sunny nods and licks his cheek, Derek chuckling lightly at the feel of her long tongue sliding across his face. “Mmm, salty,” she chirps, Derek gives her a deadpan look in return as she looks his back over, spending a moment to lightly seal the scratches, his body can handle the rest.

“Cute,” he states dismissively, slowly pulling himself out of Gilda, his length making an audible pop as it slips out. “How do you want to do this?” He asks, reaching out to caress her, his libido already screaming for action.

Sunny hops backwards and grins. “Come on stud, let me teach you a little about nonconsent play,” she states with a grin.

Derek gives a frustrated snarl. “Look, I’m not into ra-”

Sunny interrupts him with a snort. “Yes, you are. And so is she,” she retorts, waving a hoof at Gilda. “She’s just a little too proper to come right out and ask, and you’re a little too stubborn to acknowledge it isn’t degrading if your partner wants it except in the heat of the moment. And watching the two of you dance around the subject is painful,” she deadpans. “Now come on, I know just the pony!” Sunny chuckles as she walks out the bedroom door, shifting her tail aside to flash him a glimpse of her still dripping slit.

Derek growls but crawls off the admittedly crowded bed to follow after her, the moment he steps through the door there’s a bright green flash of fire and Sunny’s familiar form is replaced by a pale yellow earth pony with a reddish mane and a rosebud, stem, and two leaves for a cutiemark, one who he recognizes instantly. “Roseluck,” he states evenly, watching her to see what she’s playing at.

‘Roseluck’ slowly turns her gaze to look up at him from across the room, her eyes shrink down and she starts back up slowly, lowering herself towards the ground in an attempt to appear less of a threat. Her mouth opens and closes several times, but nothing comes out.

Derek stares at her evenly for a moment before sighing. “Yes, Sunny, we know. Roseluck is hardly the bravest pony out there. But she’s also a nice pony, and she knows her flowers, so kindly get to the point,” he states exasperatedly, his erection still begging for attention, though it's calmed somewhat.

Instantly, the look of fear on Roseluck’s muzzle disappears and she stands back up with a confident smile. “Actually, the point is that you’re going to fuck me like, how do you say; your ‘bitch’, and you’re going to make me like it.”

Derek blinks at her a moment before rolling his eyes. “Right, no, maybe if you put on Gilda’s form, or even Blooms, heck, I’ll dom you if that what you really want, but I’m not sleeping around outside the-”

“You will if you want some of this,” Roseluck interrupts, swinging her rear around placing a hoof on her flank, pulling her tail up and spreading her rear. Instantly his softy isn’t so soft, and Derek’s face tightens as his body start reasserting its demands to copulate until it finds release. Instantly, her eyes widen as her face once more takes on a scared look. “Please… d-don’t eat me, mister animal. I-I’ll do anything you w-want, please, just spare me,” she begs, lowering her head submissively, but leaving her rear up in the air and giving it a slight wiggle.

Derek all but growls in exasperation, dragging a hand down his face. “Fiiine,” he breathes, folding his arms and glaring at the disguised changeling. “What am I supposed to do here?” he asks, not budging from his spot, though his penis twitches semi-continuously at the sight before him.

Sunny nods, sitting on her haunches, dropping the effect once more, switching between characters so smoothly can’t be easy. Derek shakes his head once again at the sheer skill most changelings must possess, his world would probably pay through the nose for actors like them. “First of all, most of Gilda’s affected bitchiness is due to her upbringing, we actually have a bit of data on her family line.” Sunny states, Derek blinks.

“Wait, you know about her family?” He asks, stepping closer.

Roseluck just shakes her head. “Not my story to tell, just take it from me, they’re not the nicest, and she considers herself unbelievably lucky to have ended up with you. But what she wants is a mate that’s willing to be aggressive with her, it’s a sort of comfort thing,” she states with a wave of her hoof. “I can’t explain more without touching on subjects she absolutely wouldn’t appreciate me touching. Suffice it to say though, you’re going to need to take charge, much like you did in there-” she gestures at the bedroom door, after a moment spent staring at it, her forehead glows and the door closes gently before it emits a soft glow as her magic sound proofs it. “-There, they won’t hear any noise we make,” Roselucks states with a hungry smile. “But to get back on subject, using her like a toy is one method, but gets rather boring quickly, trust me on that,” she states, tapping her head with a hoof. Derek nods for her to continue. “Another thing is mental domination, annnd is kinda dangerous, that’s why I want to go through it with you first before we try it on Gilda.”

Derek blinks. “Wouldn’t it be easier to learn her absolute limits, though?”

‘Roseluck’ snorts and shakes her head. “She’s got a total submissive slut hiding under that aggressive exterior, you could probably tie her up in the middle of town as you took her and she’d love it. No, she’s actually the hardcore… what?”

Dereks gives her an incredulous stare. “Please tell me you were being facetious,” he states firmly.

Sunny rolls her eyes. “Yes, yes, that was a complete over-exaggeration, but my point still stands: Gilda, hard learning experience. Me, easy learning experience. Now, unless you want to spend the next couple of hours rubbing one out…”

Derek’s eyes open wide. “Hours?” he asks in a choked voice, Sunny facehooves.

“Chrysalis, I hope not, now come on, focus.” She states reaching out rub his knee apologetically. “I’m going to be the sub, in this case that means I’m going to scared, you want to use that fear, make me your toy. Make me make myself your toy,” Derek raises a brow in confusion, Sunny just shrugs. “Generally, it’s best to start out with foreplay, though with your endurance, we want to switch roles on that, you’ll need to put a ‘satisfy me first’ spin on it. You know, make them come to you, start licking you, and then as your feeling close, start in on them. Knowing your… appreciation for giving oral, you should have most anypony finishing first even with them having the starting advantage.”

Derek shakes his head. “My ‘appreciation’ is something I’d have expected from any partner I might have had back home. You know: You lick me, I’ll lick you? Your world’s males are generally assholes, did I ever mention that?”

Roseluck shrugs. “Thems the breaks, as you like to say. Too many females, not enough males, so of course they can be choosy. Now, back on subject, you want to gauge carefully how fast you start in depending on how worn out you want her for any follow up steps. It’s always fun to watch you turn Icy Bloom into a stuttering mess of orgasmic liquid and tissue, tastes pretty good too, but you better believe she’s going to be sore tomorrow-” she smirks. “-assuming you stop there, it could be even worse if you go back for seconds, but believe me, she’ll think it was worth it,” she states with a giggle before turning serious again. “In this case, we’re here to work on you,” she smirks and reaches up, rubbing his penis with her fetlock, keeping the hard ‘foot’ of her hoof away from his sensitive skin, and earning a gasp from him. “This means little or no touching for me, teasing at max until you think you’re close. I need as much endurance as possible, just in case. Though I won’t say no to a little oral after we fix your little problem,” she states, staring up at him through her lashes.

Derek smiles. “Sure, just as soon as we fix this,” he gestures at his still twitching length.

Sunny nods. “Yep, remember: You’re in charge, you know what you want and taking it would be too easy, so make me give myself,” she states while looking up at him with half-lidded eyes. “Make me yours,” Roseluck breaths, before stepping back and slipping back into her fearful role. “P-please, don’t hurt me.”

Derek stares at her a moment before shrugging mentally and stepping into the role. “Why not?”

Roseluck’s mouth opens and closes but nothing comes out as she cowers lower. “B-because I’ll d-do whatever you say,” she states quietly, glancing at his cock then looking away with a blush.

Derek nods slowly and kneels down beside her, chuckling cruelly as she flinches away from his presence. He reaches out and grabs one of her ears, kneading it roughly. Roseluck tenses up with a gasp as he works her ear, closing her eyes and giving a thready moan. “Anything?” he asks, leaning in to exhale into her ear.

Roseluck shivers, but manages to give a shaky nod.

Derek snorts. “Well, what if I just want some meat? Everything has to eat you know,” he states dismissively.

Sunny raises a brow at him. “A little too thick there,” she smirks, Derek nods and rubs her ear in apology before she goes back to her cowering facade.

“And what can you give me, hmmm?” Derek asks, trying again.

Roseluck whimpers, glancing at his throbbing length again, then away. She opens her mouth and starts talking, but stutters so bad it’s all a garble anyway.

Derek chuckles, deciding to move it along. “Your breeding hole, you say? You want to be my little cock-sleeve, is that it?” he asks, pulling her closer by her ear.

Roseluck bites back a cry of pain that’s mostly feigned as he pulls her closer, as his other hand wanders over her body and down her flank, she flinches and curls her tail around herself protectively. Finding her voice again, she cries out. “No!”

Derek goes silent, letting his presence turn menacing. “...what?” he all but hisses into her ear, earning another whimper. “Did you just say ‘no’?” he asks with a slight snarl.

Roseluck quivers in place, a tear rolling down her cheek. “P-please, I-I’m sorry, I won’t do it again. Just please, not there! I-I-I’ll use my-” she trails off.

Derek leans his head over to look at her muzzle. “What was that?”

Roseluck stares up at him. “I-I-I’ll use my-” she flinches down and trails off again, Derek grins, she needs an incentive it seems.

His hand on her flank travels farther back, reaching the strip of her tail and starting to flex, his fingers worming their way under her tightly curled tail with almost painful slowness. “I’m sorry, I didn’t quite hear that, but it still sounds like you want to use your breeding hole,” he states with another chuckle.

Roseluck winces and shakes her head. “Mmm-mm,” she moans, biting her lip as his fingers get closer to her opening.

Derek raises a brow, but lets her negative exclamation pass. “Oh? You DON’T want it in your breeding hole?”

Roseluck shakes her head, giving a sigh of relief as his fingers stop pushing their way in, just short of the thin lips of her pussy, only to cry out as they travel upwards, his centermost digit pressing on the center of her plot.

“So that must mean you’re the dirty kind of slut that like it back here, then, huh?” Derek asks, continuing to press lightly on her sphincter without trying to actually gain access.

“Please no! I’ll use my hooves, I’ll even use my mouth, please! Don’t put it there!” Roseluck screams out, pulling away from him only to be brought up short by her ear again. Shuddering and crying openly, she stares up at Derek fearfully.

Derek pauses and leans over further into her field of view, she stares up at him with wide eyes as his fingers relax. “Now see, that wasn’t so hard was it?” he asks lightly, she whimpers but nods anyway. “The first step is always admitting you're a little slut-”

Sunny sighs and rolls her eyes. “You have to beat down her sense of self worth more,” she states evenly.

Derek gives an annoyed sigh. “Well I’m sorry, I’m not used to treating females like dirt, you’ll have to forgive me.”

Sunny laughs and pats his knee consolingly. “It’s okay, we can always try the primal approach if all else fails, but for now: Make me service you, but don’t outright insult me too much. I’ll have your life in my mouth and hooves, after all, just... point out how dirty I am, caress me. Use my body’s natural triggers against me. Then, when you have me hot and ready to go, THAT’S when you call me dirty names, alright?

Derek nods. “Alright, did I ever mention this is annoyingly complex?” he snarks.

Sunny just shakes her head. “Why do you think Gilda just lets you tie her up and fuck her? It’s ever so much easier than asking somepony to break you in, albeit lovingly. Now, can we please move it along, I’m getting kinda horny here myself,” Roseluck states before tentatively reaching up to caress his shaft, intentionally using the foot of her hoof. “Like this?” She asks fearfully.

Derek grunts at the not entirely unpleasant sensation, in his current state she could probably use sandpaper and he’d still feel some pleasure. After a moment he understands what she’s actually doing. “No, no, no! Not your hoof you stupid pony,” he snarls, causing her to freeze up and duck her head down. Giving a growl of frustration as she tries to pull back, he reaches down and grabs a handful of her mane in his grasp, trying not to actually pull anything.

Roseluck still cries out as he pulls her head back up by the mane. “Look at what you’re doing! Goddess, you’re bad at this!” he states with a smirk. “Maybe we should just move on to your mouth, I wonder how tight your throat is-” he trails off as she gives him a pleading look.

“N-no, please, I’m sorry, let me try again! I-I’ll try harder this time, I’m sorry,” she begs pathetically, Derek makes a show of considering it while she stares up at him fearfully, though her mouth curves slightly in what might be an approving smile.

“Alright, but if you can’t get it right this time…” Derek trails off, leaving it to her imagination since he certainly doesn’t know how to make the act of shoving his cock down her throat any more terrifying than it already is. Which it isn’t considering the length of their oral cavities due to the more pronounced muzzles, he barely reaches the back of her throat.

Roseluck bobs her head in thanks. “Yes, thank you! Thank you! I won’t mess up, please, please,” she mumbles as she wraps her pastern and fetlock around his shaft more carefully, using her fur to cushion his sensitive length. After a moment spent acclimating to the act of wrapping her hooves around his length, she starts moving them up and down awkwardly, glancing up at him for approval.

Derek leans his head back slightly and gives a happy groan at the sensation, his hand releasing her mane to roam the top of her head instead, settling on one of her ears and kneading it lightly. Roseluck moans lightly before biting her lip, her untouched ear folding back against her head as she focuses her attention on the shaft in front of her, working her hooves up and down its length, shuddering as his precum starts to get in her fur. The additional moisture allows her to slide up and down it more smoothly, but the smell causes her nose to twitch as she tries to not think about it. “What’s the matter?” Derek asks, pinching the base of her ear lightly before dragging his grip up the length of her ear, her body shudders as a mild warmth settles into her pussy, her body ‘responding’ by introducing moisture into her canal. “Something you don’t like?” he asks again, pulling up on the tip of her ear before it pops out of his grasp, drawing a gasp from her at the mild pain.

“N-no, Mister Animal, i-it’s fine,” she replies, looking away to try and hide her blush.

Derek grabs her ear again and pulls her around gently, not having to exert any real force because she’s so cowed, or she’s playing along, either way he’s not causing pain and perfectly happy with it. He stares at her face for a moment before smirking. “Are you enjoying this, is that it?” He asks with laugh. “Is the little pony into servicing the big ol’ animal?”

“N-no,” she stutters, her rear hooves twitching as her shame and arousal build.

Derek chuckles again and after a minute of the relatively pleasant experience, his legs let him know he could use a rest. So he draws her hooves off his length. “It’s okay little pony, tell you what: I didn’t know you were into stuff like this, but I’ll go ahead and return the favor anyway.” He places a hand on the base of her neck to grab the scruff of her neck and use it as a lead, drawing a very loud gasp from her.

“Ah, Derek, you know the sensitive points on ponies, right?” Sunny asks in a breathy voice.

Derek tilts his head to the side at her strange response. “Uhhh, same as a doe, I thought? Ears, haunches, and the various sexual organs were the big ones?”

Roseluck chuckles. “you should add the back of the neck and mane to that list, though it’s primarily at the base,” she states.

Derek nods. “Where the stallion bites for additional leverage I assume, makes sense, should I ease up?”

Sunny nods quickly and he lets go, moving his grip back to her ear. “Yeah, don’t do that, unless you want to really wear them down.” she snarks before following him meekly as he walks over to the couch and takes a seat on one end.

“Alright pony, here’s good, don’t you think?” Derek asks with a smirk.

Roseluck glances around in confusion before glancing back up at him. “Yes?” she asks, Derek just grins and spreads his legs. She swallows and moves back in between them, reaching out again and enfolding his cock in her grasp, Derek reaches out and grabs both of her ears in his hands, rubbing and scratching them as she works. Roseluck shudders under the twin points of influence, the crude act she’s performing combined with the fear spiked adrenaline and the warm digits massaging her ears all combining to cause her arousal to grow despite her best efforts.

“Good job pony. Now, use your tongue.” He orders, grasping her ears more firmly and pulling her head into his lap. Roseluck gasps, giving him a wide eyed look before turning her attention down to the shaft in her hooves and swallowing. Hesitantly, she sticks out her tongue and inches forward before giving a swift exploratory lick. Then another, her body shudders at the taste, but she continues to sweep her tongue across the head of his penis as her hooves work up and down the rest.

Roseluck whimpers at the salty taste on her tongue as his hands continue to forcefully massage and pull on her ears, she can’t completely stop her rear hooves from lifting in turn slightly as she kneads the floor, her body’s arousal continuing to climb.

After another minute, Roseluck pulls back and works her tongue in her mouth, trying to get some moisture back before looking up at him. “A-aren’t you close?” She whimpers, Derek just gives her an amused look as his hands go still on her ears, bringing her some momentary relief from his ministrations.

“Come on, Pony, I’m not that fast,” Derek chuckles, Roseluck wilts slightly at his amusement before glancing back at the shaft still clutched between her fetlocks, her arms aren’t used to this activity and are quickly growing tired.

“H-how are you lasting this long?” She asks timidly, her own cunt is actively starting to get moist from his attention, and that’s just from her ears.

Derek snorts impatiently. “What’s the matter Pony? Is it getting to you? Are you getting close yourself?”

Roseluck looks away. “N-no,” she half-lies, his actions are definitely arousing her, but she’s nowhere near close from a little petting.

Derek gives her a stern look. “Are you lying to me, little pony?” he asks as his lips start to curl back from his teeth in a silent snarl.

Roseluck shudders, her eyes opening wide as her pupils dilate. “I-I-I…” She whimpers as he reaches down with a hand, only to blink as he strokes her cheek gently before pulling her head up away from his shaft.

He pulls her head up, for a moment she thinks he’s going to nuzzle or lick her face until his mouth stops just beside her ear. “I don’t believe you,” He breaths, causing her to moan lightly before she bites her lip to stifle anything else, he just chuckles and lets her back down. “Alright Pony, since you seem to be enjoying the attention, I know how to make it even better.”

Roseluck gives him a look filled with dread, he just taps her on the nose lightly with a finger. “B-better?” She asks quietly, he nods with another smile.

“Yep, climb on up,” he orders, lightly patting the spot beside himself on the couch. Roseluck swallows again, but follows his directions, putting her forelimbs and then hopping the rest of the way up with her hind legs. Derek smiles and rubs the top of her head. “That’s a good girl,” he states cheerfully, Roseluck glances away, torn between revulsion at being treated like a favored pet and shame at the fact she’s almost looking forward to having his hands all over her body.

“Alright, turn sideways and lay on your side facing the back of the couch, top half in my lap,” Derek orders briskly, letting a trace of a snarl show through when she hesitates. Roseluck whimpers, staring down at his shaft openly a moment before glancing away. “Unless you’d like to return to the original option,” Derek states coldly, his blunt digits curling into claws and dragging down through her bangs slowly.

Roseluck shudders at the sensation of his claws approaching her face and nods quickly in surrender. She lays herself out on her stomach and crawls into his lap, after adjusting herself a bit, she rolls onto her side. Derek nods and pulls her front half up slightly so that she’s twisted to face him while her back half is still on its side. “See, that’s better,” he states soothingly, rubbing her cheeks with his hands, Roseluck just blushes and avoid looking him in the eyes. “You know, I had a dog just like you. Sweet thing, obedient too-” he chuckles as she closes her eyes in shame. “-only difference was it didn’t get turned on from a little ear scratching, and it certainly wasn’t so slutty, rubbing and licking my dick, you’re definitely dirtier in that regard,” he states cheerfully, running a hand down her side, feeling her body shiver as he counts her ribs under the comfortable layer of fat and muscle.

After a few seconds and no response from her, Derek shrugs and sits back. “Alright, here’s how it’s going to work. You’ve told me no, twice now. I’ve let it slide, but then you decide you’re going to lie to me, I’m going to have fix that,” He trails off as Roseluck whimpers and lowers her head.

“I’m sorry, please don’t hurt me,” Roseluck begs as he pets her head gently.

“Hey, it’s okay,” Derek states soothingly. “You may lie, but your body is quite truthful, so I’ll just ask it from now on, spread your legs,” he states evenly.

“W-what?” Roseluck asks, only to flinch as he uses a curled finger to flick one of her ears, she instinctively folds them back against her head to protect them.

Derek grabs her ear and pulls it back up. “If you fold your ears down, of course you can’t hear me. Now, spread your back legs,” he orders again. With another tear joining the rest on its trip down her cheek, Roseluck complies. She lifts her top leg a couple inches, instantly feeling a slight draft on her lips. “Higher, and move your tail,” Derek orders, she bites her lip so hard she tastes blood, but complies, lifting her leg until it’s near vertical and shifting her tail up, revealing her glistening slit to his leering eyes. Derek barely glances at it before turning his attention back to her, seeing the trace of blood on her teeth he chuckles. “Come on now, you’re getting blood on your beautiful coat.” He pulls her mouth up, squeezing her cheeks into her teeth to force her jaws open before he drags his tongue across her lips, enjoying the coppery taste of her blood as she whimpers. Seeking more, he plants his lips against hers and forces his tongue through her lips, he sweeps the interior of her lip, lapping at the trace amounts on the inside before lightly nipping and sucking on her lower lip, cleaning the cuts before pulling away with a pop.

Derek grins down at her as she stares up at him, her chest rising and falling rapidly in tune with her breathing. “Did you enjoy that?” He asks with a chuckle, Roseluck briefly considers lying, but flinches before nodding her head and averting her gaze. “See? I can make it feel good for you too, and like this, I’ll know just how good a job I’m doing.” He runs his hand down onto her stomach, stopping just above her teats. “Now, get back to work.” Roseluck glances down at his cock, barely hesitating a moment before picking up a forehoof. “Ah. Ah. Ah.” Derek admonitions. “Your hoof job was pathetic, lets see if your oral is any better.”

Roseluck shivers, glancing up at him before directing her gaze down once more. Opening her mouth, she lowers herself down slowly, too slowly. Derek grasps a handful of her mane, ignoring her moan, and shoves her down to set the tip of his cock at her lips. “Faster,” he orders. Roseluck whimpers, but complies, lapping at the precum that’d built up on the tip a couple times before she lowers her head down further, mouthing over the tip, pursing her lips around it.

Derek shivers and grunts in delight, watching Roseluck take the tip into her muzzle. Sunny may have played novice with her hoofjob, but she certainly wasn’t holding back on her blowjob. “Look at me,” he orders shakily, she complies and looks up at him while holding his shaft in her mouth, her bright green eyes seeming to ask if she’s doing okay. Derek feels his shaft twitch, and feels some hope this might actually work. “Good girl,” he states encouragingly, rubbing her scalp with one hand as his other trails down her body.

Roselucks shivers as his hand trails down her side and follows her inner thigh, the leg she has stuck straight up shivering and locking in a straight position under his ministrations while her other leg pawed at the back of the couch.

Derek chuckles breathlessly. “This may work,” he states, Sunny raises a brow before giving a hum of acknowledgement and taking the rest of his length into her mouth, causing Derek’s body to lock up as her heated tongue swirls around his cock and his tip impacts on her throat. He retaliates by tracing back up her inner thigh and wrapping one of her teats in his hand, cupping and massaging the warm flesh.

Roseluck whimpers and moans around his shaft as he stimulates her further, being put in such an open position while he stimulates her mane and teats at the same time only serves to push her arousal up a notch, her slit is starting to leak at this point as the first bead of moisture makes it way out and drips down over her fur.

Derek notes the first trail of liquid and smiles. “Wow, you are wet. Who knew giving a little oral would get you this turned on?” he asks rhetorically, Sunny just whimpers around his shaft. “Think you can bob a bit?” He asks. “The sooner you finish, the sooner I can give you your reward,” he says with a grin.

Roseluck closes her eyes a moment before pulling her muzzle back and then forward again, pumping his cock in and out of her mouth, Derek uses his grip on the top of her head to alter the direction of his thrust, grinding lightly into her palate and tongue in turn. Roseluck shudders as he uses her mouth like a toy, his hand moving to her other teat, feeling like a sensuous warm blanket as it cradles and holds her sensitive part, she moans around his cock as the pleasure builds inside her.

Derek blinks through the mild haze of pleasure. “Are you getting close already? And from just a little oral and a beast pawing at your tits? You really are a slut aren’t you?” he asks with a chuckle, pulling his hand off her teat. He grins at her disappointed whine before slowly trailing his hand further down, stopping just over her heated slit. “I can make it feel even better,” he promises gently. “Would you like that?” he asks.

Roseluck stares up at him with wide eyes for a moment as she continues to twist and bob on his shaft before shivering and giving an affirmative hum around his shaft. “Alright, little slut,” he replies warmly before tracing the edges of her vagina with his fingers before placing his index on the center of her lips and starts to push into her tight depths, watching them spread around his entry and then swallow his digit completely. “H-holy fuck, you’re such a dirty slut,”

Roseluck’s eyes widen and she pauses mid-bob to give a groan of delight, her tail starting to sweep back and forth like a silken whip behind her as her eyes close half-way and her ears fold back at the sensation.

“Did I tell you to stop?” Derek asks in a distracted tone of voice. Sunny rolls her eyes at his direction, but starts moving again anyway. Derek gently starts working his finger in and out of her tight cunt, tracing the top of her canal with his digit, seeking the nerve cluster somewhere in there. Roseluck freezes a moment as he traces a particular portion of her flesh and he grins, gotcha. Pulling back, he places a second digit at her entrance and pushes in, her lips spreading even further to accept the intruder as he starts curling them in a ‘come hither’ gesture, tracing over that particular spot.

Roseluck’s throat and mouth squirm around his cock as her vagina starts actively massaging and clenching around his fingers. Derek grits his teeth at the sensation, she’s continuously moaning now, her mouth feels like a vibrating sex toy as she continues to work him over. Unfortunately, as she starts getting closer, Sunny pulls off. “Ah! Stop!” She orders, Derek pulls his fingers out and gives her a questioning look, Sunny just shakes her head. “A little soon, don’t you think?” She asks, Derek shrugs.

“I don’t know,” Derek admits, caressing one of her teats, she closes her eyes and bites her lip at the sensation. “But the thought of getting you off certainly seems to help,” he admits, his cock twitching at her expression of pleasure.

“Ah, uh, o-ok, but just once, then we can take it slow for awhile, huh?” Sunny replies, her body shivering at his attention and the emotional energy she’s drawing in still. Roseluck goes back to bobbing and sucking on his shaft as his fingers once more spread her entryway and start assaulting her G-spot. She starts moaning almost immediately, her sounds building up as she quickly approaches her peak.

Derek grunts and grasps the top of her head a little tighter, actively drawing her head back and forward, fucking her face quickly as he draws his other hand back, his fingers leaving her canal spasming as he rubs along the top of her slit, finding her button and pressing down on it as he works her over his shaft.

Roseluck spasms, her cunt clenching around a non-existent shaft as she surrenders her oral ministrations to Derek’s control, her eyes closing as pleasure washes over her. Her leg falls, only to wrap around his hand as her hips buck.

Derek continues to pump into her willing mouth until her spasms stop, at which point he pulls her off and sits back with a frustrated growl, his length throbbing at the peak, but unable to achieve orgasm. “Graah, never again, if I ever see a frikkin booster, I’ll light it, and the pharmacy it came from on fire, I swear!” he growls frustratedly.

Sunny sighs and glances up at him sympathetically. “I’m sorry, we can always try just putting you to sleep until it wears off?” She offers, Derek shakes his head.

“Honestly, I think I’m starting to get closer, at least it feels that way,” he replies.

Sunny nods slowly, grimacing as she contemplate her options. “Well… I -might- be able to help a little,” she states tentatively, Derek just raises a brow and glances at her nethers. “More than that,” she deadpans, he just grins, rubbing her teat slowly. She purrs at the sensation before focusing on him again. “I could give you a light dose of my venom.”

Derek flinches. “Is that a good idea? Mixing chemicals like that, sounds like a good way to send me into cardiac arrest, to be honest.”

Sunny shrugs. “It’d be a small dose, and with your resistance to mind altering effects, you SHOULD be okay. I’d just need to make myself all but numb, because I’m pretty sure you’d ride me until you came, and it might take awhile at this rate,” she admits with a grimace.

Derek growls and drags a hand down his face. “Fuck this,” he states plaintively, Sunny just smiles, slowly raising her hind leg, revealing her core.

“No, fuck me,” she purrs, batting her lashes up at him.

Derek’s body tenses up as his libido gives him very clear signals. “Fine, but if I start to hurt you… hell if I know, sorry in advance,” he states with a grimace.

Sunny just chuckles. “I did my time in BDSM, I doubt you’ll do anything I haven’t felt before.”

Derek shakes his head as he slips out from under her, grabbing her hind legs, he pulls her down the couch, placing her in the center, before crawling in atop her. “You’re into some weird shit, Sunny,” he states with a lust filled smile.

Sunny doesn’t bother responding just sticking her muzzle up to lick at the side of his neck before lightly sinking her fangs in into his flesh, Derek shudders, grinding his shaft against her. After a second, Sunny pulls back and licks the twin holes with her tongue. “There, now take me, you beast,” she chuckles, Derek just nips at her ear as a second wave of warmth flows through his body, this time it’s a gentler one. ‘She really did go light on the venom,’ he thinks idly before she starts putting her spin on things.

Roseluck gives a choked sob, staring up at the beast atop her. “Please… I’m sorry,” she pleads, pressing her forehooves against his chest, trying to push him off lightly.

Derek sighs. “Are you ready for your insemination, Bitch?” He asks as he grinds his length over her tight pussy lips.

Roseluck squirms underneath him desperately. “Please! I’m sorry! I’ll try harder, please, let me use my mouth, not there! PLEAAAASE!” she screams as he starts to sink in, staring up at the ceiling blankly with crocodile tears streaming down her cheeks as she modifies her canal very carefully to insure she’s tight, but not painfully so for him.

Derek grunts as he slips into her pussy, Sunny’s really running all out, her hole feels all but virginal, like he’s shoving his way into a tightly clenched fist. It’s all he can do to not start thrusting with abandon. Roseluck gives a choked sob and whimpers, closing her eyes and laying her head to the side, the sight nearly makes Derek go soft. “T-think we c-can stop with the rape-play, please?” he asks, grimacing at the look on her muzzle, even though he know’s it’s not real.

Sunny sighs but nods, wrapping her forelimbs around his neck as she turns her head back to stare up at him with a cute smile. “Sure, but you better not get used to getting your way all the time,” she snarks, wrapping her hind-legs around his thighs and pulling him in.

Derek starts to chuckle, but freezes as she starts flexing her vaginal muscles, massaging what length he does have inside her. “Wouldn’t dream of it,” he wheezes.

Sunny gives a throaty chuckle before reaching up to lick his cheek. “Now, you dirty little beast, I want you to rut me,” she orders in a sultry voice, Derek shivers and starts thrusting again. She lays her head back and bites her lip, pulling herself into his thrusts. “That’s right, rut me until you cum, I want to feel it inside me,” she orders huskily.

Derek chuckles, licking her cheek in turn. “As you wish,” he says as he speeds up his thrusts, listening to her moans and whinnies getting louder as her pleasure builds.

“Royal Guard!” a voice booms shortly before there’s a bang on the front door and a tracery of swirls and eddies light up around it, the runes Sunny had been putting over and around everything magically powered in the house to shield them from Derek’s abilities activating as they countered someone else’s attempt to damage the front portal to his house. Similar bangs are heard from the back of the house, and one of the side windows as Derek’s institutional paranoia pays off, protecting himself and his pack.

Derek snarls and pulls out of her, his frustration combining with his protective instincts to create a murderous ball of rage in his center. He glances down at Sunny as she stares up at him. “Protect the others,” he orders, standing up and grabbing his crossbow off the mantle.

Sunny hesitates, her natural urge to protect the stallion combating her knowledge that he can probably look after himself for a moment before she nods and rolls off the couch, her form already shifting to that of Lyra as she goes.

Derek cycles the bow, watching with satisfaction as a stun bolt fits neatly into the track. His weapon ready, he stalks to the door and throws the bolt back, wrenching it open and raising his weapon. A dark shape tries to push through the open door, but a bolt backed by an anti-magic aura penetrates the black armor it's wearing and the stupid creature goes flying back already unconscious.

Derek snarls, his aura visibly billowing around him as he steps out the front door, the previously blinded exterior sensing runes detect his presence and light the area up automatically as everything in the yard freezes.

Derek stares in confusion at the sight before him, a collection of thestrals and dark grey unicorns in familiar armor are arrayed around him, though his aura has pushed them back, none of them wanting anything to do with it. “You’re Princess Luna’s guards,” Derek states evenly, his teeth still bared. “What the literal fuck do you think your retarded asses are doing here?” he snarls.

One of the Night Guard Thestrals steps forward. “Derek Green Antler, by order of her royal-” she stops with a yelp as a bolt whizzes by her head, missing by an inch.

“I really don’t give a crap who ordered what. What I asked you bitches was WHAT THE EVER LIVIN’ FUCK ARE YOU DOING HERE AT THIS TIME OF NIGHT?” Derek roars, advancing on the guard.

She visibly gathers her courage and raises her weapon, holding it in a ready stance with remarkable aplomb, the effect is ruined somewhat when Derek just looks down at her and chuckles.

“You got a sword, little pony? Guess what, I do too,” he chuckles, his manhood still visibly erect and pulsing, the guard glances at it before looking back up at him, somewhat confused.

“That’s enough, Captain,” a regal voice calls out. “Put your weapons away, somepony get Dancing Meadows comfortable, she’ll probably have a headache when she wakes up,” Princess Luna states almost conversationally as she steps into the light.

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An Encounter - Part 5

Derek rests his head atop her own, being mindful of her horn, as he hugs her. “Thank you, Luna,” he breaths, Luna shivers at the feel of his warm breath whispering across her ear.

Sunny stares at Luna a moment before nodding slowly and walking around in front of her. When Luna turns her attention on her, Sunny bows her front to the ground. “Thank you for not taking away my happiness, your Majesty,” she states sincerely, before raising her head to gaze at Luna once more. “I, Sunny Mind, do solemnly swear to cause no harm, to take naught that isn’t freely given, and to honor the rules of Equestria as much as I’m able,” she states solemnly. “I’m sure you’ll have something more concrete for me soon, but I hope that suffices in the interim.” She chuckles. “And now, Princess, allow us to share a bit of the happiness we’ve found-” she leans her head in closer. “-with you,” she breathes.

Derek stares at Sunny with wide eyes as Luna pulls back. “What? No!” She states with a shake of her head. “I assure you-” she says as she pulls out of Derek’s embrace. “-That’s not necessary,” Luna states with another shake of her head.

Sunny just smiles, reaching out with a hoof to touch the side of her face. Luna twitches, but doesn’t pull back, her training and royal facade moving to the fore, presenting a mask of polite disinterest to the world. “I know it’s not necessary, but if you have to put your position on the line for us, the least we can do is show you why we fight for one another so,” she breaths, pulling back as Luna remains politely unresponsive. “Not interested in me?” Sunny chuckles. “Alright,” she says as she leans to the side, placing her mouth by Luna’s ears. “But what about him?” she asks.

Luna’s ears twitch, but she still shakes her head. “No, thank you,” she replies evenly, Sunny just smirks.

“Your mouth says no, but your body isn’t so sure,” Sunny trails off suggestively. Luna and Derek both roll their eyes.

“-I assure you…” Luna starts at the same time as Derek tosses his own two cents in.

“-If she doesn’t want…” As they both open their mouths, Sunny strikes. Pulling their heads around, she pushes their lips into one another.

Derek’s eyes narrow dangerously, a biting comment on the tip of his tongue before he realizes Luna’s eyes are shut and she’s not pulling back. Shrugging mentally, he’s fucked one pony outside the pack already today (Even if it was simply Sunny in disguise.), what’s another, as his libido informs him in the midst of its screaming fit. He’d suppressed his drive enough times tonight, if he can help Luna feel a moment's joy while getting some relief, so be it. He raises a hand up slowly to trace her jawline up to her ear as he sinks into the kiss, opening his mouth to run his tongue along her teeth as he massages her ear lightly.

Luna moans into the kiss, opening her own mouth and meeting his tongue with her own, her world narrowing down until it’s just him and her, nothing else matters. Her worries, her fears, the omnipresent cloud of stress she’s been under since her return all melting away for a few glorious seconds.

After an endless instant spent wrestling with her admittedly stronger tongue, Derek pulls back slowly, taking deep breaths as he smiles at a happily panting Luna. He glances at Sunny who nods before releasing the restraints on Luna, though she leaves the magic inhibitor in place, it’s rather hard to remove with magic due to it being a magic inhibitor, and not a weak one either.

Luna flexes her limbs a bit to work out the mild chafe of the hoof-cuffs before reaching up caress his face. “Thank you,” she states softly, burning the memory of his lips on hers into her repository of treasured events.

Derek just grins. “Who says we have to stop there?”

Luna blinks and looks away. “W-what? We shouldn’t,” She states, her voice gaining solidarity as she flounders her way back to solid ground metaphorically.

Sunny chuckles. “You’d like to, though, wouldn’t you? I promise you’d like it.” She leans in closer. “He’s really good with his tongue, and then when he’s inside you, he doesn’t stop until you’ve had your fill,” she stage-whispers into her ear.

Luna’s ears actively flip back in a clear sign of arousal before she shakes her head again. “It’s not proper, if our sub-”

“Don’t worry about anypony else, what happens here, stays here. You should know how Derek is about kissing and telling,” Sunny states with a chuckle as Derek facepalms.

“Look, Sunny, if she says she doesn’t want it, let it go,” Derek states in an exasperated voice.

Sunny just shakes her head stubbornly. “She says one thing, but her emotions say another,” she declares, stomping a hoof on the floor.

Derek sighs. “Such is the weight of her crown. Leading a people means she does a great many things she doesn’t want to do,” he states patiently, stroking the side of Luna’s neck distractedly. “Be thankful she’s willing to tolerate your presence and move on.” Luna closes her eyes and enjoys the sensation a moment before slowly standing. Derek stands as well, nodding to her respectively. “Thank you, Princess, I won’t forget this-mphh” Luna closes her eyes and pushes her lips against his, reveling in the feel a second time before pulling away resolutely. She’s had her taste, she needs to go before she comes back for more. The thought of taking a lover after so long is a dangerous one, fraught with perils for somepony in her position. But this? One night of no holds barred rampant sex? She can feel his drive burning even now though he’s been suppressing it remarkably well, the temptation to just cut loose and let him have her body, just for the night, well, even gods have needs.

Derek sighs and reaches out to cradle her cheek with his hand, she obviously wants it, and he’s absolutely not against it either. “Princess,” he says softly, she doesn’t respond. “Luna,” he breaths, her ears twitch and flick in a clear response. “Stay with us tonight, if you walk away afterward and never look back, at least carry this one time with you,” he encourages, reaching out to cradle her muzzle in his hands a moment before tracing up the side of her face with a hand.

Luna closes her eyes and shivers at the sensation as his hand traces its way up her face and onto her head. Biting her lip as his fingers caress her horn lightly before taking a firm grasp on the magic inhibitor and pulling it off, tracing her horn along the way.

Derek steps back slightly and starts tracing his way down the side of her face, then onto her neck, then down the top of her withers and back as he walks around her, stopping there as he looks up at her half-lidded eyes. “Your choice how far we go, my Lady,” he states softly.

Luna nods slowly before her horn lights up, a billowing blue aura forming about his hands and drawing them and him around her body, pulling his hands down onto her flanks. She releases them above her cutie marks and Derek smiles, she’s made her choice. He considers the logistics of the situation a moment, but Sunny’s already sliding over her box of goodies for use as a stool which proves just the right height to put his waist at the same height as her plot. He gives the smirking changeling a quick thankful glance before reaching out to hungrily grope and massage her hindquarters.

Luna throws her head back and moans at the feeling of another’s touch, her horn already beginning to glow as her magic responds to her emotions. Derek smiles and moves closer behind her, lightly grinding his still clothed shaft against her tail. Luna snorts, one of her rear hooves thumping on the floor as she swings her tail to the side invitingly. Derek spends a couple more seconds caressing and massaging her cutie marks before going to a knee behind her and caressing her inner thighs, starting at her knees and working his way up, trailing kisses along the way.

Sunny grins at Luna as she pants and moans, reaching out to pull her down for a quick lick to her cheek, pulling back at the immediate spike of discomfort. ‘Still not comfortable with the bug-pony?’ Sunny thinks quietly before shrugging and changing her outer form to a pony, replacing her cool shell with warm flesh and fur, and replacing her changeling horn and wings for a pony set. Sunny twitches her new feathery appendage, getting used to their presence, before she turns her attention to the proud spire sticking out of the Princess’s forehead and drags her tongue up it in a slow, heated lick.

Luna gives a pleasured whimper as she feels Sunny’s tongue tracing up the spire of her horn and a trail of caresses and kisses coming ever closer to her heated vagina. The pleasure after so long without proves too much for the alicorn and her wings spread out with a *fwoosh*, locking open as her body spasms. Derek skips the foreplay and moves directly to her slit, swirling his tongue around the base of her quivering sex, collecting the meager amounts of liquid as it comes out from her surprise mini-orgasm.

As she winds down, shivering with pleasure, Derek pulls back and smacks his lips. “Hmmm, blue-berries,” he states with a chuckle. Sunny giggles, glancing around Luna’s panting form to give him a laughing glance.

“Really?” Sunny asks. “Now that’s something we didn’t know,” she states with a smirk, only to roll her eyes at Derek’s narrow eyed gaze. “And the hive will never find out from me, so relax,” she huffs turning back to the still panting Princess. “That was one” she breaths, licking the side of her face, getting a more favorable response with the altered form. “Are you ready for more?”

Luna’s form quivers and she nods her head eagerly, turning her head to look back at him. Derek smiles and places his hands on either side of her pussy lips, pulling them apart, he spends a moment admiring the pink depths inside before sticking his tongue in and lapping directly at her exposed flesh. The taste of blueberries immediately greets his taste-buds, Derek chuckles at the taste before pushing farther in, lustfully lapping at her interior for more of her delightful juices.

Luna gives a long, drawn out moan as his tongue moves directly into her canal, lapping directly at her flesh. Sunny smirks up at her as she watches her build up to another orgasm almost immediately before pulling the Alicorn down to lap at her spire again. After several preparatory licks, she sticks the first couple inches into her muzzle and begins to bob on it, swirling her tongue around the underside as she hums to stimulate her even further.

Luna paws at the floor as she comes under assault directly from two different directions, the spikes and waves of pleasure building up almost immediately from the dual sensation of the furred changeling’s oral ministrations on her horn and the broad tongue lapping directly at the juices her cunt is so readily supplying. Her moans grow in pitch and intensity as she quivers, locked in place at both ends as they seek to drive her pleasure ever higher.

Sunny pulls back off her horn with a pop, a trail of saliva linking it to her mouth a moment before snapping. Pulling back, she grins at the still moaning alicorn before pulling her head up and locking lips with her, her tongue reaching out for Luna’s all too willing appendage as she reaches up with a hoof to start stroking her horn rapidly. Luna’s eyes widen as her form locks up once more before she relaxes again and Derek gets a face full of her liquids.

Derek drinks as much as possible, but still gets copious amounts all over his face and chest, as she comes down again he pulls back with a chuckle, wiping his chin with an arm. “You taste beautiful Princess, but I think I’ve delayed long enough, don’t you?” He wrenches his pants off, his shaft springing up, all too eager to quench itself in her moist depths.

Sunny grimaces and pulls back from the kiss, staring at the panting alicorn pleadingly. “Before we continue, may I feed off this event? It won’t interfere with your enjoyment, nor will it harm you,” she states earnestly as Derek reaches out and caresses one of her cutie marks again. Positioning himself on her slit with his other hand, Luna gives another moan and nods her head rapidly in assent.

“Ready, Luna?” he asks one last time, at her nod, he slowly pushes in. Luna croons wordlessly as he starts pressing into her clenching depth. Derek shivers at the feel, if anything, she’s even tighter than Gilda, and her physiology meant the gryphon was undisputedly the tightest of his packmates. Grunting, he pulls back and thrusts forward again, pushing another inch inside her tight depths. “You truly haven’t felt another’s touch in long time, have you, Princess?” he asks, reaching forward to grasp the base of one of her wings for added leverage as he shoves himself deeper.

Luna moans before shaking her head. “No -mmm- You are the first in a thou-Ah!” she says as she throws back her head and moans as he gives a particularly well aimed thrust.

Derek nods somewhat distractedly. “In that -ngh- case, let me make this one memorable, Sunny?”

Sunny glances at Luna a moment before shrugging. “I have no idea what you like, my Lady. So I’m going to operate on some guesses here,” she states apologetically before opening her wings and taking a short flapping hop onto Luna’s back.

Luna gasps as her weight settles onto her back, the changeling wastes little time before pulling the alicorns head even further back and unceremoniously shoving the Princess's horn down her throat. Derek chuckles at the sight as Luna’s body locks in place for a moment before she cums again from the sudden sensation.

Derek glances down with a raised brow at the fresh layer of liquid coating his cock, he’s used to them having shorter orgasm periods, but this is ridiculous. Luna must be stopped up badly, he grimaces at the thought and decides he’s not stopping till she’s laid out on the floor. With that, he grasps her other wing in his off hand and steadily messages both of them as he starts thrusting steadily, pounding her pussy as it flexes around his cock. Every time he buries himself inside, he feels her canal shudder around him, telling him just how much she enjoys the attention.

Luna practically screams as Derek accelerates his thrusts while pulling and massaging her wings at the same time. The warm weight on her back simulating the feel of a stallion taking control of her body combined with the throat shifting, swallowing, and even humming around her horn threatens to overload the pleasure centers of her brain as she goes through one micro-orgasm after another, building up to something she can tell with be truly massive.

Derek throws back his head and groans at the stimulation, gritting his teeth as the pleasure once more hits the same ceiling and stops. Growling with frustration, he leans forward and considers the changeling thighs sitting in front of him. Sunny’s obviously distracted, but undeniably aroused herself, her tail is raised, baring her still slightly parted and very wet lips. After a moment’s thought, he leans forward and licks them lightly, causing the changeling’s eyes to widen around the shaft filling her throat before they flutter closed and she gives another moan around Luna’s horn, shifting her legs slightly to present herself more fully.

Derek cleans her outer lips of moisture before parting her folds with his tongue and lapping at the interior of her canal, after a few swipes he grows bored and pulls back. Teasing out her clit, he captures it in his lips and sucks on it gently. The changeling rewards his ministrations by moaning around Luna’s horn as her wings stiffen with pleasure, after getting the princess off twice without relief of her own, she cums quickly, adding a fresh layer of liquid to his face..

Even pleasuring Sunny and Luna at the same time, and reveling in their enjoyment as well as his own doesn’t seem to affect his ability to orgasm. Derek’s frustration continues to climb as his thrusts into Luna’s willing body get rougher and harder, quickly ratcheting up the pleasure she feels until she can’t take it any more.

Sunny’s eyes widen again as Luna’s horn releases a burst of magic. Her throat glowing visibly as Luna has her first full orgasm of the night, whinnying and screaming at the ceiling. Pulling off, the changeling licks her lips and chuckles at the tingling sensation going up and down her throat.

Her horn freed, Luna lowers her head, panting as her body recovers. Derek pulls out slowly, closing his eyes and taking several deep breaths as he tries desperately to keep his frustration and need to orgasm in check. Sensing his mood, Sunny hops off the more than a little disheveled Princess of the Night and goes to check on him.

Rearing on her hind legs, Sunny rests a hoof on his shoulder for balance as she nuzzles the side of his face. “Hey big guy, relax, it’s okay,” she states soothingly. Derek turns a hungry gaze on her, but her only response is a slow grin. “Still can’t cum?” she asks rhetorically, Derek just scrubs a hand down his face, cleaning most of the liquids off it as he growls with frustration.

Sunny grimaces, dropping back to all fours and surveying the room for ideas as she drops the furry form. Luna’s looking rather comfortably sated, though Sunny would bet quite a bit she’s still got a ways to go in her, and while her own sensitivity can be adjusted as needed. Sheer endurance doesn’t seem to be doing it, he’s gotten more pussy in the course of the night so far than the last couple of weeks it seems, and he’s still just sitting on that same point. She grimaces as she sweeps the cleared out room again, the twin guards both laid out briefly catch her gaze, but she dismisses them both. Neither one is involved, and while she could definitely entrance them both as willing participants, both Derek and Luna would object stridently.

Sunny snorts and stomps a hoof in frustration, only to feel it impact on a soft object, glancing down, she sees one of the wing restraints she’d pulled off Luna and tossed aside in the heat of the moment. She grins as an idea starts to form in her head. “You know,” she says, raising her head and glancing at Derek. “Gilda’s probably going to feel a little left out tomorrow, she only come twice after all,” she says suggestively.

Derek just snarls. “And I’m very sorry for her, but right now, I’m more concerned with the fact that I’ve ridden more bodies in the last couple hours-”

Sunny waves a soothing hoof to forestall him. “I know, I know. We need to change things up, I have an idea on how to do that.”

Derek nods his head slowly. “I’m listening,” he says. Luna chooses this moment to grab the couch in her magic and pull it over before collapsing on it, her legs and wings still twitching. Derek glances over at her quickly, his own libido temporarily knocked down a peg as he moves to make sure she’s okay.

Sunny stops him by moving in front of him. “I’ll make sure she’s okay, you just grab the hood and wing restraints, get Gilda suited up and out here, I’ll see to the rest.” Derek nods slowly, turning around and popping Sunny’s little box open, grabbing the hood out. With that in hand he heads for the bedroom, scooping the restraints up en route. With him gone, Sunny turns and moves to Luna’s side quickly. “You alright, Luna?” she asks. “You’re not too tired to continue, are you?”

Luna gives her an incredulous look. “More? Are you insane, is he insane? How is he still standing?” she asks, Sunny just grimaces and shakes her head.

“Yes, more. Probably. Honestly I don’t think so. Have you SEEN his exercise regimen?” she retorts before pushing magic up her horn to scan Luna lightly. Seeing the results, she rolls her eyes. “Oh, you’re fine, you big foal. Don’t tell me you didn’t enjoy yourself, and remember, after tonight, he’s off limits unless you go through Icy Bloom, and let me tell you. She… well, I had to do a bit more than simple groveling to get in,” Sunny states with a chuckle. “Tell you what, let him show you his preferred position.” At Luna’s raised eyebrow, Sunny smiles somewhat dreamily. “Dolphin-style, he prefers the more intimate positions. You would not believe what he called the traditional style the first time we tried it either.” Sunny trails off with an irritated shake of her head. “Sorry, getting off topic, just roll on your back, trust me, it’ll be worth it,” she states hurriedly as the bedroom door opens and Derek drags a bound and sleepily protesting Gilda through.

“What’re you doing? Let go of me! Get this ridiculous get-up off me! I’m too sore, I don-” Sunny rolls her eyes as Derek growls and clamps her beak shut with his off hand.

Leaning close to the side of her head, Derek growls. “If it ain’t a chirp or a moan, I don’t care to hear it, pet!”

Gilda whimpers at the harsh tone before nodding, breathing heavily under the disorienting hood, she can’t see, not to mention the padding over the ears serves to muffle much of the sound she’d otherwise be hearing. Combined with the natural disorientation of sleep, she’s probably confused and lost, perfect for Sunny’s needs, but still a little too close to traumatized.

Sunny’s ears fold back as she winces before quickly moving over to pull Gilda away from Derek. “Don’t worry, I’ll deal with her,” she states reassuringly to Derek, who nods and stalks away to forcibly calm himself, she leans in close to Gilda. “Shut up, you stupid bird, he still can’t orgasm, so you just got volunteered to help. Just be glad you’re not the one underneath him this time, unless you’d like to get your ass reamed some more, and this time you won’t cum till he does,” she threatens in a whisper, whipping her tail around to tap her flank lightly, Gilda whimpers and shakes her head quickly.

Sunny nods, pulling her box over quickly. “Great, now, spread your legs,” she orders, Gilda hesitates, but does as she’s told, spreading all four of her legs out. Sunny wastes no time pulling out a spreader bar and placing it between her back legs, locking them open with the fluffy cuffs on each end. She places down a tie-down point with her magic and pulls her claws back to a comfortable distance apart before she cuffs them to it, ignoring Gilda’s grunts of discomfort. Next she slips a collar over the griffins neck and attaches a short lead between it and the tie-down point as well, forcing Gilda’s head down even as the spreader bar keeps her flank in the air. Sensing her complaint before she makes it Sunny closes her beak with her magic before pulling out a bit and reins. “I wasn’t going to use this, but since you can’t keep your beak shut when you need too,” Sunny trails off, she’s breaking several rules of bondage already, but she’s short on time before Derek does something stupid at this rate, with another grimace she pries the gryphon’s beak open and fits the halter over her hooded head.

While designed for ponies, the bit serves admirably to push Gilda’s tongue down and keeps her beak cracked open slightly at all times, preventing her from talking at all clearly, or suppressing her chirps and moans. As a finishing touch, she puts a small ringlet over the base of Gilda’s tail before running the attached lead to the back of the halter, tightening it serves to pull Gilda’s tail up and out of the way. Taking a hold of the reins, Sunny steps back and waves a hoof at the now trussed up Gilda. “See, told you I’d take care of her!”

Derek just nods slowly, glancing over the nervously shifting Gryphon. “Very nice, I guess, what are we doing now?” He asks, turning his attention back to Sunny.

Sunny just grins and gestures at Luna, who’s been watching the proceeding with a raised eyebrow, she’s seen the same sorts of devices used before to control and humiliate prisoners before, but never in such a . . . sensual manner. “Well, she’s still ready for more, and I figured I’d put on some entertainment while you were about it. And what’s more entertaining than watching this naughty Gryphon get ravaged,” she states with a cheerful smile, pulling a strap-on out of the box with her magic.

Derek laughs lightly at the site. “Guess you should’ve thought twice before insulting Sunny so much, Gilda,” he says with a shake of his head before turning to Luna and grinning. “Are you ready for more, my lady?” he asks with a hungry smile.

Luna barely hesitates before nodding and laying back, raising a hind leg to reveal her core in a clear sign of invitation. “I heard you like this position,” she says with a sultry smile, dragging a hoof up her side slowly.

Derek shudders with desire before walking up and pulling her muzzle to his face. Luna eagerly returns his oral affections as he slowly climbs in atop her, her tongue wrestling with and overpowering his own as she explores his mouth, trailing over his teeth and comparing them to some of the lovers she’d had in times long gone. Humming in pleasure as his hands explore her body, Luna lays back slightly, her wings slowly pushing out in front of the couch and into the back as her arousal grows once more. Pulling him further atop her as she pulls his tongue into her mouth and allows him to explore her own palate.

Derek sweeps his hands down her sides, caressing her flight muscles a moment before moving further down to massage her thighs and eventually her teats. Rubbing the soft flesh and occasionally tweaking the central spires, he grinds his length over her slit hungrily. Luna moans into his mouth as she wraps her hind legs around his hips and pulls him closer up above and down below, Derek being all too willing to penetrate her mouth as well as her pussy.

Sunny chuckles at the show as she straps the fake penis on before taking a position behind her ‘mount’. Rising up to grasp Gilda’s haunches with her forelimbs, Sunny spends a moment running the dildo underneath her, grinding the smooth material over her slit to lubricate it with the leftovers from earlier before she leans forward to whisper in the ear of her shivering mount. “Are you ready to be ridden, bird-brain?” she asks quietly. “Derek’s given you to me, and I’m not stopping till he does,” she chuckles quietly as Gilda gives an indignant squawk through the bit in her mouth. “I’ll take that as a ‘yes’,” she purrs as Gilda tries to throw another insult, or maybe just a command to get off back at her.

Pulling back slightly, Sunny glances over one side of the gryphon trapped beneath her to ensure her new length is resting on the appropriate hole before looking over at the two on the couch. Waiting until Derek thrusts into Luna, Sunny grins down at her mount. “Showtime, Pet!” she states cheerfully before shoving the dildo in and humming in pleasure as it stimulates her own vagina in turn.

Gilda squirms as the shaft spreads her sore canal, bucking and squirming at her restraints, only for Sunny to clench her thighs more tightly with her forelimbs as she pulls back in preparation for the next thrust. “Nah! Nah!” Gilda says desperately, only for the weight atop her back to push forward again, driving its length all the way inside and impacting on her deepest barrier, sending a bolt of pleasure up her spine.

Derek and Luna break their kiss, each turning to look over as Gilda gives her first chirping moan. Derek and Sunny grin at one another a moment before she turns her attention back to humping in and out of her mount as it begins to moans and chirp beneath her.

Derek shakes his head before turning his own attention back to the midnight blue Alicorn underneath him, moaning as his length spreads her canal open, while her width is comparable to Gilda’s, her depth is not, Derek's thighs impact on her own with no signs of hitting her deepest barrier. This doesn’t stop Luna from moaning and squirming beneath him as his shaft rubs against her interior walls.

Sunny grunts, nipping at the back of Gilda’s neck as she ravages her breeding hole, grinning at the sounds Gilda makes as she’s screwed mercilessly. “You like this, Gilda?” she asks between thrusts. “You like being the bug’s Pet?” She asks nastily as Gilda squirms beneath her, finally giving a sharp chirp as her body stiffens, her pussy clenching around the dildo firmly as she orgasms and Sunny laughs.

Derek grunts at the sight of Gilda getting railed by his packmate until she cums, his own hips thrusting down into Luna’s love hole as she moans into his ear, distractedly lipping and licking the side of his face as he in turn fucks her until she too succumbs and pulls him as far in as he’ll go while she whinnies through her own orgasm.

Derek grins, nuzzling the side of her face. “That’s four.” he grunts, not stopping as her pussy throbs around his length, her moans already picking up again.

Sunny gives Gilda a moment’s respite before slapping her flank lightly. “Time to get back into the game little ‘Pet. Can’t let him beat us, now can we?” Gilda moans as the changeling starts up again, her nethers making wet slapping noises as Sunny pistons in and out of her.

Derek instantly picks up on the competition and grins down at Luna. “They’re trying to beat us,” he states between thrusts. “We can’t let them win, can we?” he chuckles, Luna just moans beneath him, but her legs wrap around his thighs tighter, pulling him against her with more force as he fucks her.

Derek and Sunny share smirks as they ride their respective charges. Sunny pulling on the reins and nipping at Gilda’s neck as Derek reaches around underneath Luna to tug at her mane lightly. Less than a minute later, Gilda gives a choked chirp as she once again orgasms, her liquids starting to actively pool underneath her as Sunny relentlessly rides her extremely sensitive pussy. This is quickly followed by Luna giving a long screaming moan of her own as she bites down on Derek’s shoulder lightly as she too cums, turning their already wet joining into a sticky mess.

Sunny gives Derek a narrow eyed stare before glaring down at her mount. “You’re not trying hard enough, Pet!” She slaps her flank again, earning another moan, before grinning as an idea takes shape. “I know how to get your head in the game,” she purrs before looking up at Derek. “Alpha, mind if I give your little pet some medicine?” she asks as Gilda twitches beneath her, her restraints rattling at the Gryphon panics, her ass is sore enough as it is. She’s not interested, really not interested, in having it ridden again.

Derek glances her way to see her pointing a hoof up at her fangs before nodding shortly. “A small dose though, mind you,” he admonishes before turning his attention to the creature beneath him. “Hmmm, she’s going to have the advantage now, we need to even the playing field. Got any ideas?” he asks, playfully nipping at her neck.

Luna clears her throat several times before she finds her voice after all the moaning she’s been doing. “Stop for a moment,” she orders huskily as her body locks up under his tender care. Derek obediently slows to a stop, leaving his shaft buried inside her. Luna bites her lip and closes her eyes as she spends a moment enjoying the sensation of being full again after so long before she narrows her eyes and forces her magic back under her control. After a moment’s concentration, she builds up a charge and hits the two of them with it.

Derek stares down at her with wide eyes as she smirks up at him. “A little lust spell…” she trails off as her eyes widen. He’s on a booster, with changeling venom, and she just added a lust spell… she tries to gather her magic to cancel it out, but his mouth latches onto her neck in a predatory bite as he pulls back and shoves himself inside her roughly. Instantly her magic deserts her as the bite on her neck (That’s probably drawing blood, though she can’t seem to care at the moment.) combines with the reinvigorated explorations of her well-plundered vagina in conjunction with the lust spell she just placed on the both of them to ratchet her pleasure to a previously unexplored region.

As Luna and Derek start talking Sunny leans down while pulling back on the reins, forcing Gilda’s neck to arch up so she can start spreading her saliva over the side with several long licks. Taking several passes to ensure the numbing agent reaches her skin through her feathers, Sunny smirks down at the trembling gryphon. “Relax, I’m not touching your ass, though you might wish I was in just a second…” she trails off suggestively before sinking her teeth into Gilda’s neck.

Gilda cries out, her head whipping side to side as much as her restraints will allow as she feels Sunny’s teeth sink into her neck even though the process is relatively painless. Fully aware of the changeling’s venom, she finds herself completely trapped as a wave of warmth flows outward, filling her entire body until she feels as if she might float away if not for the body that’s mounted her. She coos at the sensation of the semi-chill plates shifting along her back as she lowers her front even further, presenting her vagina more fully to her rider.

“Good pet,” Sunny chuckles before pulling back and thrusting in again, grunting again as she finds herself reaching her own peak, even with the minimal stimulation to the outside of her lips from the strap on. Gilda just chirps beneath her, burying her head in her claws as she opens herself further to the pleasurable ride. Sunny grins and starts humping her rapidly, seeking further stimulation of her own as the Gryphon takes her thrusts submissively.

Derek’s own ride is proving more interesting as Luna’s cries grow louder, accompanied by a static charge to the air as her impressive magical abilities rise to the surface, though he ignores all of this as he continues to trail bites up and down her neck, many of them leaving marks through her fur if not breaking the skin slightly as he fucks her relentlessly and as hard as he possibly can. “st-stahp -ah!- ahm -ngh- surge!” Luna cries out disjointedly under him, Derek just grins and licks her lips.

“Bloom does that too sometimes, I wonder what a goddess feels like?” he asks almost conversationally before reaching down with his free hand to press down on her clit. “Cum for me, Princess,” he orders huskily, his aura already billowing around them.

Gilda moans and chirps underneath Sunny, her tongue lolling out the side of her mouth as she drools on the floor while Sunny ruts her. Sunny is actively moaning herself, her wings buzzing as she works Gilda’s hindquarters over as fast and hard as she possibly can, feeling her own peak building but concentrating on delaying it, letting it build as high as possible.

Luna throws her head back and screams, her eyes lighting up like twin suns as her magic gathers. Derek’s aura manages to absorb the brunt of it but not even it can contain her power as she whips her head down to sink her teeth into his shoulder again. Derek grunts at the feeling of her magic beating back his own even as her teeth sink into his flesh. The power and pain washing over his nerves finally tilting him over the edge.

Sunny and Derek, as if working tandem, both cum at the same time, Sunny burying her dildo into Gilda’s willing cunt repeatedly as she rocks back and forth in the throes of her orgasm while Derek buries his shaft as deeply as possible before filling Luna’s actively clenching depths with his seed, almost blacking out as he finds release.

Derek collapses atop her, panting heavily as his body shivers, enjoying the post-orgasmic haze he’d worked so hard for. Luna nuzzles his cheek, lapping at the sweat on his skin as she revels in the warmth sitting within her, his warmth, his seed. A night she’ll never forget.

Sunny slows to a stop as well, her legs shaking from the strain of playing the stallion so long as she gives Luna and Derek a tired, yet satisfied look before collapsing atop her mount. Two problems, one solution, her illegal alien status and his inability to orgasm. “Fuck boosters,” she mutters, shaking her head.

Derek gives a tired grunt of agreement, nuzzling back at Luna’s embrace before he starts pulling back, only to pause and stare down wide eyed at his still hard length. “Oh you’ve GOT to be kidding me,” he snarls.

Sunny glances up from her docilely chirping perch. “What?” she asks bewilderedly.

Derek gestures down at his shaft, still primed and ready to go. “This! Why am I still hard?” he asks, honestly terrified he’ll have to repeat the same process all over again.

Sunny just laughs. “Boosters only last for one go, the moment you ejaculate, it’s done. Relax, that’s just your ridiculous physiology. Let me take care of it once I put my mount away, I know just the place too,” she states with a smug smirk, licking her lips at the sight of his shaft as she readies a stun bolt in case it turns out not as she’d planned, he’ll thank her later.

Luna shakes her head and pulls him back to her chest. “Mine,” she states authoritatively, grinning down at his length possessively.

“Awww,” Sunny whines, giving Luna an adorably wide-eyed look as her bottom lip trembles.

Luna just growls. “He’s mine for the night, remember?” she asks rhetorically, trying to sit up and failing. Derek tries to help her, but sunny intervenes.

“Nuh uh, leave her like that, the last thing we need is your anti-magic body fluid all over the furniture,” Sunny states, pulling out of Gilda with a disappointed whine from the gryphon that she ignores. Popping the release on the tie down results in a rather effective hobble for the gryphon’s front paws and neck as they’re all connected in the center by the o-ring. After a moment’s consideration, Sunny removes the spreader bar on her back legs so she can walk semi-naturally, though her gait will still be bow-legged after the fucking she just underwent. Sunny pauses as a realization strikes her, she doesn’t have to stop just because she’s about to put the gryphon’s pretty little beak to work, but she’s got the wrong tool for this job.

Luna blinks, but shrugs, she’s got a long neck, she can make it work. Turning him around with her hooves on his thighs, she licks her lips as she gives his shaft a hungry look. As she pulls him closer though, Sunny clears her throat.

“Hey Princess, my little pet is kinda thirsty, think you could raise your leg?” Sunny asks from the far end of the couch, giving a cheerful smile and holding up the leads on the bound gryphon.

Luna blinks down at her in confusion before grimacing. “I’m not really-”

Sunny’s eyes narrow dangerously. “You’re taking my time with him, so I need to train my pet while I wait.” She levitates a double ended dildo up beside herself as Derek shakes his head at the sheer number of items she’s had stashed in the closet. “Unless you’d like another go?” Sunny asks sweetly.

Luna gives her an even stare in response before shrugging. She did interrupt their coitus, and she is claiming her mate. So it would only be fair for her to ‘participate’ in some side activities, and her nethers aren’t particularly interested in hosting another cock for awhile, so some (hopefully) gentle oral will probably be the best choice. She sighs and raises her hind leg, spreading her well-fucked lips slightly as a milky bead of moisture makes its way down her thigh sluggishly.

Sunny chuckles and pulls her pet up closer, removing the halter and dulling her beak with magic again. “Clean,” she orders, pushing Gilda’s still hooded head into Luna’s nethers. The Gryphon chirps softly, but starts lapping away at Luna’s cunt lips eagerly, her claws resting on the front of the couch while she reaches forward with her head. Sunny takes up a position behind her and bites her bottom lip, raiseing a hind leg while working one end of the dildo into her wet slit, moaning as it spreads her open.

Luna twitches, but hums gently at the pleasant stimulation to her nethers as she turns her attention to the offering before her. Licking her lips one more time, she leans her head forward and laps at his cock, cleaning their combined juices off it slowly while he hisses with pleasure and rubs her ears in return.

Derek grins at the sensation of her warm tongue lapping gently at his length, after the pain and anguish of the last ‘however long he’d been screwing one pussy or another’, an opportunity to relax as someone lavished a little TLC on his shaft was a welcome one. He gives a pleasured sigh and rubs her ears gently as she works.

Gilda tilts her head as she laves her tongue across the slit before her, pushing in slightly harder, she starts cleaning out the inside of Luna’s cunt, humming with pleasure at the taste of her mate’s semen mixed with the taste of blueberries. When the changeling mounts her rear again with her cold and hard limbs, the head of her shaft poking at her tender lips, Gilda pulls up and looks around blindly, chirping lightly as she start pushing into her.

“Keep cleaning, Pet,” Sunny orders as she squeezes her hips and rocks forward, sinking the shaft into the Gryphons eager cunt. Gilda moans and spreads her back legs further, bracing her claws on the couch more firmly before she goes back to digging into the sweet treat before her.

His shaft clean and slick with her saliva, Luna pulls him closer as she opens her mouth and sucks his length into her muzzle. Due to her larger mass, he doesn’t even reach the back of her throat, but neither of them seems to mind as she bobs on his head, twisting slightly to change up the sensation.

Derek shudders as she starts bobbing on his cock. She may not have had any sex to speak of in the last thousand years, but that certainly doesn’t mean she was a virgin before. Her skilled tongue swirls around his length as she drags her pursed lips up his length, creating a pleasant vacuum, causing his legs to shiver and his vision to ripple.

Sunny throws back her head and purrs as she bottoms out in Gilda, pushing the end inside her own canal in all that much more firmly. After a moment spent enjoying the pressure on her deepest barrier, she clenches around the dildo firmly and pulls back, Gilda chirps into Luna’s pussy as her back legs shiver from the sensation, before giving a sharper chirp and a moan as Sunny buries her length inside her in one sharp thrust. Sunny grins at her reaction before wrapping her forelimbs around her flanks more securely and starting to thrust in earnest, pushing Gilda’s face that much more firmly into the creampie she’s lustily consuming.

Luna hums with pleasure at the sensations she’s receiving as the Gryphon cleans her well used entrance out, her humming in turn travels up Derek’s length, and despite the fact he’d just cum, his body tells him that now that it’s no longer on the horrifying cocktail of magic and specific herbs that is a booster, it’s all too ready to make up for lost time.

“Luna, I’m getting kind of close,” Derek warns her, starting to pant from the sensations. Luna gives an affirmative hum around him as she accelerates her bobbing.

Gilda’s tongue pauses as she gives a long, drawn out moan. Her pussy spasms as she orgasms again, dripping more fluids onto the floor. Sunny doesn’t bother pausing, she’s not worried about her pet’s orgasm after all. She times her thrusts with the gryphon’s contractions, using them to shove the length buried inside her against her own cervix, sending spikes of pleasure up her spine. “-Ah!- Good pet!” she moans, speeding her thrusts up for the home stretch.

Derek grunts, his legs spasming and almost dropping him as he comes once more, several spurts of his cum shooting out across Luna’s waiting tongue before he rocks back, pulling out of her mouth as his cock continues shooting strands of semen across her face and open mouth.

Sunny throws her head back with a moan as her wings give a short buzz and she orgasms, burying the dildo as deeply as possible in the both of them, setting the over-stimulated gryphon off again in time with her own.

His body shaking, Derek slowly comes back down after his second orgasm in the space of ten minutes, glancing down he gives a tired cheer at the sight of his shaft going soft. Luna just gives him an open-mouthed smile, showing him the white fluids pooled on her tongue before she closes her mouth and swallows audibly. Derek chuckles before falling back onto his butt, slowly laying out as his body tells him it's ready for sleep now.

Sunny gives a happy sigh as she pulls the dildo out of her and the gryphon’s well used slits. “Well, I am happy to say I think we just fed the entire damn hive, or what’s left of it-” she says, not really able to feel much sadness with the amount of energy she has inside her. “-for the next couple of days,” she states cheerfully, Luna giving her an amused look as she slowly starts wiping her face off with a hoof, her magic still not working yet. Sunny glances at Derek’s sleeping form before chuckling. “Poor guy, he’s had a rough night,” she says with a cheerful shake of her head. Glancing at the still bound gryphon laying the side of the couch panting, her legs still spread invitingly as her cunt drips moisture semi-continuously onto a growing puddle, Sunny can only shake her head with a laugh. “Yeaaaah, one heck of a night. What say you, my Lady?” she asks Princess Luna, who just chuckles.

As Sunny grasps the gryphon and starts removing the various accessories, sans the hood. (She needs to get used to it, Sunny plans to see it used more often in the coming weeks.) she glances at Luna. “Well, you’ve enjoyed the active portions of our little ‘fun time’, would you care to stick around for the less active ones? You furbags seem to enjoy sleeping en mass.” Sunny shakes her head, cuddling is fun, but while sleeping isn’t the time for it.

Luna briefly contemplates the still sleeping guards that have missed out on quite the night and smothers a laugh before nodding. “That sounds truly wonderful, and I don’t care to explain my appearance to my guards either, so the cuddling shall double!”

Sunny blinks at her rather enthusiastic comment before shrugging. “Okay, come on, and bring the big lug if you would, I need to put the pet to bed,” she states as she drags a softly humming and still hopped up on venom Gryphon to the bedroom. Dropping Gilda on the bed, she pushes the amorous gryphon’s beak away. “Stop, you’ve had your fun for the night, go to bed you dumb bird,” Sunny orders, only for a dark blue tranquilizer spell to whizz past her head, Gilda yawns before curling up and falling asleep.

Sunny facehooves. “Right, I forgot I could do that,” she states sheepishly, Luna raises a curious brow and Sunny shrugs. “This is why I shouldn’t hold too much energy, it affects my higher brain functions. Why do you think our Queen lost in such a manner?” she shakes her head. “Sorry, getting off track, anyway, just put him in bed, and feel free to snuggle wherever.” With that out of the way, Sunny yawns and spends a moment on a quick spell to clean herself before curling up in ‘her’ chair.

Luna nods with a yawn of her own before depositing a lightly snoring Derek in the middle of the bed, blinking at the first member of his herd as she snuggles up closer to him even while asleep, glancing her over Luna shakes her head at her matted fur and bedraggled condition before climbing in with them, wild night indeed. Sliding up beside derek she lays her head on his shoulder, enjoying the heat of his body, before sleep quickly claims her in turn.

***

“-annnd that’s everything,” Derek admits, sipping at his coffee.

Bloom glances from Gilda, who’s blushing so hard her body’s practically red, to a very satisfied Sunny who’s currently whistling and cooking a batch of hay fries as well as some of Derek’s and Gilda’s catch from the other day, to Princess Luna, who managed to recover her regalia AND freshen up during the course of his recount somehow, now looking remarkably composed. After a moment’s thought, she shakes her head. “Damn, sorry I missed that,” she says with a toss of her head. Picking up her own drink, she gives Princess Luna a sideways glance. “So, how was it?” she asks with a smirk.

Luna gives her a confident smile in return. “Your mate is very skilled, that much I will admit. And while I’m still not comfortable with the presence of a changeling, I must admit they make for very skilled partners as well,” she states with a nod at Sunny who continues working the stove cheerfully.

Bloom nods cheerfully before her gaze hardens. “And he’s also mine,” she states firmly, Derek glances up and grimaces, but subsides, he knows he’s probably gonna catch it later too.

Luna nods evenly. “And so he is, I have no interest in breaking up a herd that functions so well either, believe me on that if nothing else. And if it makes you feel any better, back in my Lunar Court, there was a precedent for sealing deals with ‘time spent with another herd’s stallion’. I view it as such, and unless you decide you need to make another… deal, you most likely will never see my pretty face again, though I won’t say no to another invitation,” Luna states with a grin.

Bloom sighs and shakes her head, an unwilling smile on her lips. “Very well, Princess. While I don’t necessarily agree with their actions-” she glares at Derek and Sunny, Derek shrugs uncomfortably while Sunny studiously ignores her, though her whistling falters. “-I am thankful you came to a successful deal to leave the changeling with us, I must admit myself rather fond of her… tongue,” Bloom states with a smirk.

Derek facepalms and Sunny giggles, levitating a platter piled high with a variety of foods including a small mountain of sandwiches over to her side while she finishes up the hay bacon and meat. Once it’s all complete, she levitates the entire mountain of food over to the table, depositing the compatible food-types around as she goes.

Bloom blinks at the pile. “Sunny, I don’t think-”

Sunny rolls her eyes. “Drink the metabolizer first,” she interjects with a shake of her head, pointing to Derek who’s already tossed his back and is happily tearing into the meat strips in front of him.

Bloom shrugs before doing the same, almost instantly feeling her appetite grow as she plucks the first piece of hay fries from her plate in her magic and happily chomps down on it.

Sunny glances at the still completely mortified gryphon before sighing and nudging Derek. He gives an annoyed grunt but she points at Gilda, telling him in a nonverbal manner in no uncertain terms he needs to address this.

Derek groans and scoots his chair over, wrapping an arm around Gilda’s shoulders, she flinches, but turns to glare up at him. “I was ENTERTAINMENT?!?” she explodes.

“Well, that’s my cue,” Luna states hurriedly, tossing the rest of her tea back before striding out the door, her still unconscious guards grasped in her magic and a shit eating grin on her lips as she contemplates the coming explosion.

Derek sighs, his face tensing as he matches her glare with a flat look. “Yep, and you’re the one that was pushing so hard for me to try a booster,” he retorts with an even edge to his voice. “And while I won't say I’m entirely happy about last night, you enjoyed it, and I SURVIVED it,” he continues, letting a dangerous edge show to his voice. Gilda looks away, he just hugs her a little tighter. “I’m sorry it escalated that far, but we certainly found a few things out, now didn’t we,” he states soothingly nuzzling the side of her neck.

After a moment, Gilda relaxes slightly. “Yeah, yeah. But I don’t want a repeat like that without asking me first,” she grimaces, her cheeks still inflamed. “I can’t believe you made me eat out the Princess!” she growl at Sunny.

Derek chuckles. “She tasted pretty good, though, didn’t she?”

Gilda nods before catching herself and glaring up at him. Derek rolls his eyes and pulls her close, nuzzling the side of her face with the occasional nibbling kiss, slowly relaxing her as she coos from the attention. “...like to tie her up and make her eat me out…” the gryphon grumbles half-heartedly as she nuzzles Derek in turn.

“Shoot bird-brain, I’ll eat you out anytime you want,” Sunny fires back cheerfully as she washes the skillets, before turning to look at her with an evil smile. “But then, you like being on bottom, don’t you?”

Gilda shivers, but Derek intervenes. “Enough, save any further flirtation for council time, I’m hungry, Gilda’s probably still sore. And you need to prepare for that trader’s arrival, I assume?” He states questioningly, Sunny shakes her head.

“Nope, I need to go now, I wasn’t expecting that big a dose last night. Alicorns are SERIOUSLY powerful, I need to go meet the trader, I don’t know if he’s hosting enough harvesters either.” Sunny grimaces and glances at Bloom apologetically. “I may have to take a trip to my hive if he’s not got enough capacity. The hive needs as much of this as I can get back.”

Bloom pauses, a bit of hay fries sticking out of her mouth before she chews it up and swallows. “You do what you have too, Lyra, but just… be safe,” she replies. “I’d hate to have to come and get you,” she snarks with a smile that doesn’t touch her eyes.

Sunny chuckles. “Oh no, Queen Chrysalis wouldn’t dare do anything to me right now, I’m about to bring in the largest harvest in weeks,” she states with a pained grimace, the thought of being overly well fed while the rest of her hive starves weighing heavily on her.

Derek sighs and finishes his own mouthful. “We all do what we can, Sunny, don’t stress what you can’t,” he orders softly before reaching for another piece of food, his stomach practically screaming for more food.

Gilda just leans past him and nods her head in agreement before going back to her food.

Sunny laughs. “Thanks for the well wishes, even you Gilda.” Gilda just holds up one of her claws with all but the middle one folded down as she ‘flips her off’, Sunny chuckles. “Tell you what, I’ll get a bath pulled for the lot of you, and you can spend some time relaxing while I’m gone,” she states with a grin, putting the cleaned pans away absentmindedly before she heads for the bathroom.

Derek just shakes his head, chewing absentmindedly and nuzzling a mollified Gilda as she swallows her meat quickly before starting in on the central platter. After a moment spent watching the two of them and feeling rather left out, Bloom hops out of her chair and swings it around the table, setting it beside Derek, she hops back up and pulls her food over. “You really made everything in this place too tall,” she complains goodnaturedly. “Even the chairs, I swear, I can barely see over the counters.”

Derek just grins and swallows his mouthful. “I didn’t hear you complaining when I had you up on the counter with my cock shoved up your-” he starts but Bloom winces and waves a cloven hoof for him to stop.

“Yeah, can we not talk about sex, like at all?” Bloom asks uncomfortably. “I forgot how many times I came last night, but my body didn’t, and it told me about it this morning.” She rubs a hindquarter absentmindedly. “That bath sounds really good,” Bloom states thoughtfully, grabbing another bite of food before leaning up against Derek to chew it.

Derek nods and wraps his other arm around the doe. When he goes to release her to grab another bite of food she captures the limb and pulls it back around her shoulders. Derek gives her an annoyed look, but she’s already levitating another piece of food up to his mouth in her magic. Derek smirks and opens his mouth to take the food, chewing on it happily as he sits back with an exoctic beauty hanging onto each arm, he’s definitely okay with this.

‘Lyra’ enters the room with a set of saddlebags already strapped on. “Alright, I need some replacement strings for my lyre, and our selection of tea is kinda pathetic. I’m going to drop by the trade hub, see what selection is available,” she says with a serious glance, telling the three of them her cover story as she moves towards the door. Bloom gives an equally serious nod in return as she settles more comfortably against Derek.