Serving a Princess... or Near Enough
Carousel Boutique was quiet, weirdly quiet. I almost thought she wasn't home. She had to be, of course, or else she wouldn't've sent Spike to fetch me ... would she?
I didn't think nothin' much over it though. I'd been here plenty of times before, though I wished Rarity would have told me why she wanted me over here so con-sarned urgently. I had apples to buck back home that were waitin' on me just as urgent. Rarity only got preference 'cause she was slightly more important than a few apples.
It'd better be important, though.
I knocked on the overdecorated door. No response, so I knocked again, harder. I might've dented and dirtied it a bit, but it wasn't as if that was a big deal or anything. After the harder knock went unanswered, I spun around to give it a good, solid buck, but then thought better of it. She don't like it when I break her stuff.
Staring at the door for a moment brought to mind another possibility I hadn't thought of before. That doorbell button was just sittin' there, beggin' to be pushed.
So I did.
Before the bell was even done ringing out its convoluted chimes, one of the upstairs windows opened up and Rarity's voice came out: "Is that you, Applejack? It's open, you can come in." She drew out the last word into at least two or three more syllables than it ought to have been.
I shook my head and went on in. It was weird, bein' in here with all the lights shut off and everything. Just didn't look right. But I'm a practical sort of pony, and I shrugged it off and headed for the staircase that curves around the back wall.
It didn't look any more normal upstairs, and I haveta confess: I've got a great head for directions if you get me in the great outdoors, but I can get pretty turned around inside. "Rarity," I called out, "which room're you in?"
"Bedroom, darling," the reply came from my left.
What'd she want me in the bedroom so bad for? Darned peculiar filly.
But still, a friend's a friend, and she musta needed my help somethin' fierce to interrupt everything like this.
The minute I opened that bedroom door, I knew somethin was up. Rarity was sittin' on her bed, facin' away from me, and the lights were all turned down real low. She'd done some kind of crazy magic on her mane to make it blue and wavy, she'd got a couple blue wings stuck on her back, and she'd painted over her cutie mark with a big black splotch.
It was a mite more than I could take. "Rarity! What the hay is goin' on here?"
"My name isn't Rarity. It's Princess Luna."
I stared at her back... that shapely, gently curved back that... Nope! Not goin' there. "What're you talkin' about? Your name ain't Luna, it's Rarity. I think I've known ya long enough to know your name at least."
She twisted around and looked at me. Good Goddess, she'd piled on that makeup! "Oh, dear Applejack, I'm simply inviting you to play a little game with me."
I let one eyebrow slowly raise up. "A game, huh?"
"Right. Ever since our – ahem – roll in the hay some time ago, I've been simply itching to share my favorite game with you."
"Oh... That kinda game." I gave a drawn-out and halfhearted sigh. "Look, Rares, both of us know that didn't mean nothin'. I'd been drinkin' too much cider, an—"
She used her magic to lift me up and bring me around the bed to face her.
"—Hey! You put me down right now!"
Her magic cut out and unceremoniously dumped me on the ground in front of her. It hurt a bit, but I didn't shy from hard knocks, though I did wish I'd maybe told her to put me down gentle.
She grinned down at me, and I noticed her horn pokin' out of her mane. She'd painted it blue, too. I'll never understand the peculiarities of unicorns, and that's a fact.
"I am Princess Luna, you are my lowly earth pony peasant, and you are going to treat me like a princess."
"The hay I am! I got apples to—"
Rarity's magic clamped my mouth shut. "Shush. Peasants will speak when spoken to."
"Mmm Mm Mmm!"
She looked down at me imperiously. "I'll take that to mean, 'Yes, Princess.'"
I shook my head and tried to run out of the room, but her magical grip on my muzzle just turned me right back around to her.
"Nuh ah ah..." She wagged a hoof at me. "Peasants will leave when they are dismissed, not a moment sooner."
Whelp, this was weird, and it looked like I might be up a creek. I really didn't like where this was going, but it didn't look like I'd have any say in it.
"Are you ready to serve your Princess, Applejack?"
The magic around my mouth lifted, but I bit off the rebuke I felt like giving her. Maybe it would be better to play along and then scamper out when her guard was down? But was I really willing to play along with this load of rotten apples?
While I stood still in my indecision, Rarity got up off her bed and slowly walked around me, circling closer and closer, until I could feel the warmth of her body. Long, lean muscles flexed under her model-perfect curves, and I couldn't help staring. My own body bein' so bulky and strong for a mare, I had to admire that sleeker more feminine charm ... she probably got it from lots of newfangled exercises instead of honest work.
Rarity stopped in front of me, her body slighly curling around the front of me, her smooth, curved back almost right under my chin.
Okay, I guess I have to admit it. Maybe that one time I slept with her, I hadn't drank as much cider as I'd acted like. Sure I'd had some, maybe even enough to make a regular pony tipsy, but I was raised on the stuff – it wasn't enough to fuzzy my judgment ... and I'd judged this here crazy white unicorn to be worth a few hours hidden away in the hay loft. Only, maybe I didn't realize just how crazy she was.
"You like my royal alicorn physique don't you, peasant?" She arched her back even more and flipped her tail up, giving me a strong whiff of her delicate scent.
I'm a healthy sort of mare, not shy about my inclinations, and I couldn't deny I this was gettin' me a bit pleasantly warm and drippy under the tail. I wasn't about to give in to this whole 'Princess Luna' thing, though.
"Rarity, ain't the real Princess gonna be mad about—"
The magic clamped down on my mouth again. "And how would she ever know?" Rarity winked at me. "Anywho, I am the real Princess, remember?"
And what happens if one of us dreams about it? I gave her a sour look, but then remembered my plan to play along enough to get away and thought better of it. I nodded.
"Excellent." She released me again, and I immediately felt the warm, tingling touch of magic on my nethers. It brushed along, tracing up the crease between my pussy lips and ass cheek on one side, then down the other, before slowly pressing its way up the very middle of my slit, pushing into it a little.
A little moan got out of me, and Rarity grinned.
When the magic went away, I was ashamed to think that for the first few moments, all I wanted was to have it back, not carin' about any other thing.
Rarity slowly strutted back to the bed, and my eyes followed the bounce of her tail the whole way there. She flopped onto the big fluffy pile of duvets and coverlets and other things I probably'd never learn the names of, rolling over and spreading her back legs out wide. "You may begin servicing your Princess."
Now this was my opportunity! She was a bit distracted, and I might be able to make it to the door before she... But I just stared. Her legs were so long, so smooth and round and perfect, and right in between the two of them... I'd never seen a pussy so pristine. The delicate white skin of her mound was perfectly spotless and flawless, not a wrinkle or freckle in sight, and the way her legs were spread opened up a little gap in the middle, showing me smooth pink walls that looked soft as silk. She looked clean as new snow all the way down to her tiniest detail.
Her face looked down at me over the perfect curve of her belly, past her tiny pinkish-white teats, and she gave me the very bedroomiest of eyes. "Your Princess commands you."
I walked slowly closer, my eyes locked on her treasure. I was probably lickin' my lips, though I didn't know it. All I could think about was gettin' a closer look.
Rarity's horn glowed again, really noticeable in the dark room. The closer I walked to her, the more her magic played against my filly parts, which only fed into my mesmerization. That unicorn sure knew how to do it, but she was just teasin' so far, ticklin' my mound and givin' me gentle little pinches on my nipples with each step.
Before I knew it, I was standin' right between Rarity's legs, and her pink bits were right in front of my face. I stared at 'em shamelessly.
"You have my permission, Peasant." Rarity's magic pulsed, tugging my nether lips open and closed. "And remember, I reward my faithful subjects well."
By that point I was hornier than a buck rabbit in a barrel of does, and it didn't even cross my mind anymore to run. Instead, I leaned in and gave it a nice, long sniff – Goddess she smelled so clean! – and then dove in.
I ain't one for subtlety and startin' off slow. I aimed to get her done, so I slathered my tongue all over the outside of her – not forgettin' to give each of her nipples a little suckle – and then I started givin' her long, wet licks all the way up from her dripping entrance to the soft bulge over her clit, over and over.
She wasn't kiddin' about that reward. The whole time I was foolin' around, her magic was workin' at me real strong. It cupped my whole underbelly now, from the very top of my teats right up to my tailhole, tinglin' everyplace it touched. When my pussy winked open, it touched a little bit on the inside too, and it even managed to brush on my clit, which made me moan into her.
Once her pussy was good and soaked, I went for it. I stuck my tongue deep inside her hot tunnel and closed my lips down across the top of her slit. It didn't take long for her to wink, and when she did I pulled her sweet little clit into my mouth and started sucklin' on it like I expected milk.
That was finally enough to get a gasp out of Rarity. She reached up and grabbed my mane – makin' my hat fall off! – and shoved me down onto her even harder.
I let her, of course. I didn't even think of complainin' – which was partly 'cause of the way her tingly magic was rubbin' me under my tail, workin' at my puffy, swollen mound like she was kneadin' dough, makin' it wink over and over. And the way she worked at my teats! I don't normally let anypony touch 'em, so they're extra sensitive. I'd have screamed out loud if my mouth wasn't full.
Rarity's snatch was winkin' up a storm too. Each time it pulsed, her clit pushed up farther into my mouth, almost like she was fuckin' my lips with it. I went along with it, sucklin' on it like I was givin' a miniature blowjob – not that I'd really know, fillyfooler that I am, but I reckon that's how it's done.
Her magic flickered when she cried out, and then it dropped out entirely. I didn't let up though, 'cause I knew what was about to happen ... and honestly, I could probably use a break from such intense stimulation.
Rarity tensed up tighter and tighter, and she stopped winking ... or rather, she got stuck in the middle of one long, hearty wink. I didn't let up on my sucklin', and in a moment, I finally got my milk.
Her hot nectar splashed into my mouth and down my chin, but I still didn't let up. She gave one more cry, more of a shriek, and she clenched around me, pushin' me in even harder. Pulse after jittering pulse ran through her tense body, each one sending a fresh wave of heat into my mouth. She clenched her legs together, trapping me between the warm white skin and soft white fur of her thighs.
Finally, she relaxed, let go of me, and flopped back onto the bed, her belly heaving in great big breaths.
I plopped back down to sit on the floor and worked mostly at just gettin' my breath back. Breathin' hadn't been much of a priority a minute ago, but now it was catchin' up to me.
It looked like Rarity was busy breathin' too, though her big gasps were interrupted now and then by her belly jitterin' and pulsin'. I stared for a spell at the nice little trickle that leaked out of her each time she twitched. Seeing it dribble down the curve of her ass fascinated me for some fool reason.
Before I'd managed to catch my breath properly, Rarity'd calmed down and hopped up off the bed. I watched her as she walked over to her dresser and opened a drawer. "You have performed most satisfactorily, good peasant," she said. "And as promised, it's now time for your reward."
I felt a twitch below my butt and knew I'd be leavin' a little wet spot on her nice bedroom carpet. I hoped she wouldn’t notice until after I was gone.
Rarity used her magic to rummage through the drawer, tossin' clothes left and right. The things she tossed were all really tiny and there was a lot of lace and thin satin straps among it all. I'd never seen her wearin' such ... but I was startin' to want to. I gave myself permission to stare as her rump shifted back and forth a bit. Hot damn, she was one gorgeous mare!
"Aha!" Rarity stepped back and lifted something out of the drawer. This one had straps too, but wider ones, and attached to them was a great big stalliony dong.
My eyes went wide. "Rarity, what the hey are you doin'?"
"Princess Luna, not Rarity," she corrected as her magic sorted out the straps. "And you should know that alicorns not only have the body parts of all three pony races, but also of both genders."
"Rarity, I've—"
"Luna!"
Fine, whatever. "Luna, I've—"
"Princess Luna!"
I glared at her, narrowing my eyes. "Princess Luna, I've had my share of intimate moments with Twilight – both before and after she got wings – and she ain't got no—"
Rarity's magic clamped my mouth shut again, just long enough to shut me up, then it let go and moved that great big rubber cock into place and fastened the straps tightly around her legs and rump. I couldn't help but stare where the thick straps pressed into her soft skin a little. "Peasants must not argue with their betters. Come now, and claim your reward."
I stood up and tucked my tail in. "I only like mares, alright? I'm not really into—"
Even though my tail was pressed tight against it, Rarity's magic had no problem finding my needy pussy and massaging it.
"Good thing I'm a mare," Rarity said. She walked slowly to me, cock bouncing as she walked, then brushed along my body as she slowly slid past.
The contact with her sleek body and the roiling pleasure in my nethers did their work: my tail wasn't clamped down anymore. It was risin' up to say hi to an old friend, and I couldn't slow it down one bit.
"My my my," she cooed from behind me. "Who would suspect such treasures hidden in this simple farm peasant body?"
I meant to tell her off, but instead I just winked my pussy. Darn traitor organ wasn't lettin' me think straight. Or maybe it was makin' me think straight when I wanted to think lespony. It had me befuddled, that's for sure.
Rarity reared up and plopped her chest up on top of my rump. I felt somethin' hard and rubbery touch me where no such thing had been before.
I tensed up. "Hold on, I don't—"
She plunged it in, and not gently either. In one unbelievably, stupefyingly long thrust, she shoved it deep, deep inside, until her thighs hit my rump.
Oh Goddess! Was that what it feels like to have a stallion inside? No wonder Rainbow liked it so much. I twitched inside, and I could feel the whole thing, that whole shaft splitting me down the middle, its hardness making my soft insides conform to its long round curve. Sweet Celestia, it was deep!
"You like that, don't you? You like my royal cock deep inside you. You want more, don't you?"
She was already pressin' her crotch into the curve of my rump, how could there possibly be any more to—
She pushed harder, angling her crotch up a little bit. Soft skin squished in her thighs and my ass, and another inch went inside.
What an inch! I'd thought I was full before, but now I was stretched.
"Unh! Oh Rarity!"
She cleared her throat.
"Oh Luna!"
Rarity didn't say anything, but the way she slowly slid her strapped-on cock out and back in again told me she approved. Or, I guess she approved. I was a mite past carin' at the moment.
Holy hell, that thing felt good inside me! She kept pushing it in and out now, and it was rubbin' parts I'd never had rubbed before, stirrin' up feelings deeper inside than I knew there could be. My pussy was twitchin' and winkin' and gettin' tighter and tighter as she kept goin' at me, but I could tell I needed more. I wanted to feel everything this thing had.
How to get it? Play along, of course. "Oh Princess! Oh Princess! Faster!"
That worked a treat. Right away, Rarity's pace sped up and she started slappin' the straps on her legs against my ass.
That was doin' it! I moaned as loud as I pleased – which was right loud – and my insides clamped down hard on that huge cock. I felt little splatters on my back legs, and I knew I was gettin' close, passin' the point of no return.
The moment I burst, she shoved her cock deep, deep inside me, deeper even than it had been in the beginning somehow. I'd gotten off before, plenty of times, but this felt different. This time when my pussy clenched and pulsed deep inside, it had somethin' to clench and pulse on. It was amazin'. I could feel every inch of her massive cock inside me refusin' to give in as my muscles rippled themselves across it, an unmovable pillar in the lightning storm my steamy nethers were throwing around it. My whole self revolved around that solid thing inside me and nothin' else mattered at all.
When my innards had pretty much stopped twitchin' and I felt the warm gooey mess of my orgasm draining down my inner thighs, Luna slowly slid her cock out of me.
I was so damn sensitive! Every vein and bump sent little spikes of almost-too-intense pleasure rocking through me, and it made my whole belly twitch a few more times before the tip of it finally plopped out.
I was plumb tuckered, and just dropped right down on the soft carpet, my sides heaving. "Princess! Boy howdy that was amazin'."
Luna laid herself down behind me and wrapped her white hooves around my chest. "I'm glad you enjoyed it." I could feel her still-hard shaft pressing into the indent in the middle of my muscular back... and I reveled in it, thinkin' on how deep inside me it must have been, judgin' from how high on my back I felt it now.
"Do you think you might desire more royal sessions in the future?" Luna asked.
I nodded, fighting a loosing battle against the sleep that was tryin' to take me. "I'll be yours anytime you want, Princess Luna." I yawned and blinked my eyes. "You're the best Princess there ever was."
The End
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