Another Approach

by RetiredAccount

Rating: mature
Tags: My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Romance, Porn, Sex, Royal Guard, Rarity
Length: 7437

Rainbow Dash is being framed for Spitfire's disappearance , Rarity will do anything to help her friend. Anything.

Rarity is living her dream: a disappearance, an innocent pony accused, a mystery to elucidate...
Just like one of her Shadow Spades novels.

With one of her best friend's reputation on the line, Rarity is ready to use any means necessary to clear Rainbow Dash's name, and she's not afraid to get down and dirty. And with three stallions to interrogate, Private Rarity has all the tools she needs to jog their memories.

Story contains: gangbang, anal, oral, creampies everywhere, impregnation and a silly epilogue.

Published 2016-01-26 04:50:01 UTC
Last updated 2016-01-26 04:50:01 UTC

Advanced interrogation technique

Canterlot! Capital of the world, shining beacon of purity in a world full of darkness and terrors.

Canterlot... Metropolis amongst the clouds, slender and beautiful.

Canterlot, city of light, city of dreams.

City of lies.

The elegant white towers, the prim and proper boutiques, the veneer of high society. It's all just a facade. Smoke and mirrors. A permanent carnival where masks never come off, a honey trap for fools and dreamers alike. Wipe the many layers of makeup, ribbons and fabric and you'll see Canterlot for what she truly is: an aging old whore, dirty and mean.

I know Canterlot, I know her intimately. I know the ugly truth behind the veil. I know that deep down, this city is rotten to the core. Streets ooze with crushed dreams and broken hearts, gutters overflow with tears from a thousand sob stories, rivers of concentrated despair constantly disgorge into the dark sewers below. Few are the ponies that can see the fetid miasma leaking from all the grates and manholes. Few can perceive the heady stench that clings to your fur, a stain that will never be truly removed from your soul. But I can. I see Canterlot in all her horrible glory.

I love this city.

Today this cesspit of a town has claimed another soul. Spitfire is her name. Victim is her label. Somepony has conned the fiery angel into dusting off, using her mother as bait. A tragic tale, but not an uncommon one. But she isn't my client. My client is the designated culprit.

Accused, slandered, losing her confidence, on the verge of collapsing… Oh, Rainbow Dash is no fragile dame, she's as far from a proper lady as you can image; she is one feisty gal. But under all her bravado I could see her will crumbling, perhaps even beginning to think that she could be the perp.

Even now my client is flailing around, confronting the three witnesses in the most horrid of interrogation tactics. These three burly stallions were trained to resist the most brutal of tortures; they would not break so easily. Perhaps it was time for me, Shadow Spade, to step in. Perhaps it was time for… another approach.

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Rainbow Dash was losing it. Everything was going wrong, her whole world crumbling around her. Losing the Wonderbolts’ trust was the worst thing that could happen to the aspiring cadet, it could mean the end of her career before it even began. She was so close to her lifelong dream, she could not get shot down for something she didn’t do! Or maybe she did? She just didn’t know anymore. She groaned, slamming her head on the interrogation table. A guard whispered something to his partner and they both chuckled, probably at her. And she didn’t blame them, she did look like the most likely suspect. Not like Rarity had helped her at all, she just messed with the furniture and played dress up instead of looking for the real bad guy. Speaking of Rarity…

“Perhaps I should take it from here?”

Rainbow Dash exhaled, wondering what kind of silly plan her friend had now. She looked back, as did the guards, not expecting much. Or at least she wasn’t expecting to see Rarity doing a sexy pose on her fainting couch (where the heck did that thing ever come from?) while wearing a hot getup, her tail draped sensually over her barely covered flanks. Rainbow’s eyes bulged out of their sockets and she almost fell over in shock, especially when Rarity gave her a sultry gaze. The unicorn fluttered her eyes demurely, sending a wave of confusing emotions into Rainbow’s mind.

Rarity slowly began to stir, her dress hugging her shapely figure perfectly, the fabric accentuating her very generous curves. Rainbow heard one of the guards gulp loudly and once again, she couldn’t blame him. Her own mouth was pretty dry as well and she wasn’t even interested in mares. Or maybe she was… She wasn’t sure of anything anymore! In any case, her eyes were glued to Rarity’s rump as the unicorn began to walk towards them. And it wasn’t any normal walk either. Rarity’s hips rolled with every step, her dress clinging to her flanks as she did the most sensual cat walk Rainbow had ever witnessed. With a jerk she realized she was drooling and she closed her mouth with a *click*, just as Rarity reached her. The unicorn gave her an appraising glance, then smiled knowingly.

“Don’t worry doll,” Rarity whispered demurely, turning to the guards. “leave this to the professionals.”

“Whu… Wha… Uuh… Doll?” Rainbow stammered, earning herself a chuckle from the sexy unicorn. “What the hay are you…”

She jerked back when Rarity brushed her styled tail on her nose, a strange scent clinging to the soft blue hairs. Rainbow Dash’s mind went blank: did Rarity just flag her like a mare in heat searching for a stallion? Her eyebrows disappeared into her mane; she was completely shocked by the unicorn’s actions. She stared wide eyed as her friend approached the guards, swaying her flanks, her tail held obscenely high. Rainbow Dash gulped audibly, still feeling the tingling sensation of the silky tail on her muzzle. She reached the only logical conclusion: Rarity had completely lost her gosh-darn mind.

At first the pegasus had reluctantly played along her little game, following Rarity in her little detective charade. She didn’t say anything when she had started to wear that ridiculous trench coat and silly hat. She didn’t even complain when the unicorn had hired a random guy to follow them around with a trumpet, playing something that sounded like a cat stuck in a cloud maker.

But now Rarity had gone way too far. The tight cut of her tailored blouse, the smoking hot poses, the heavy scent that clung to her tail... The pegasus blinked in confusion and sniffed the air. It was musky, strangely enticing, with a sort of spiciness to it. She was sure she had smelled that perfume before… At least Rainbow Dash hoped that was perfume… Oh Celestia, please let it be only perfume!

Whatever it was, it seemed to have an immediate effect on the guards, their pupils dilating as their nostrils flared wide. They also started to squirm in their seats, crossing their legs. Welp, it definitely wasn’t perfume. The brown stallion shot her an imploring look as Rarity closed in, his gaze desperately asking for help, but Rainbow Dash instantly shook her head. She gave him a “you’re on your own” look, turned around and proceeded to swiftly ‘nope’ her way out of this situation. She didn’t look back as she exited the dungeon, slamming the door shut and trapping the three stallions inside. Two of the guards whimpered in fear, while the last one eyed Rarity with a calculating gaze, following her as she sauntered closer.

“You castle guards have such a difficult job.” Rarity breathed sensually, coming up behind the first guard. He was a light brown stallion with gentle eyes, with the air of somepony who didn’t go out much. She would call him Coffee. “I’m guessing that at times it can be rather…” She brought her muzzle right next to his twitching ear. “Boring.”

“M… Ma’am.” The guard tried to inhale only through his mouth, feeling Rarity’s hot breath on his ear. “I don’t think this is appropriate procedure…” Coffee inhaled sharply when a soft hoof landed on his leg, near his knee. “This is against interrogation protocol!”

“Why, whatever do you mean?” Rarity pressed herself to his side, her left hoof traveling up his thigh. “You aren’t scared, are you?” She taunted, her other hoof caressing his back. “Three big burly stallions, afraid of a single dame?”

“We already told everything we know, I think we should sto… *Eeep*!” The stallion jumped, squealing like a filly.

“Oooh, what do we have here?” Rarity purred, her hoof taking hold of his hardening stallionhood. “Getting excited, are we?” She caressed his length, her hoof slowly ascending towards his tip. “Were you thinking about me?” Her hoof lightly brushed his flare, eliciting a gasp from the stallion, then it casually traveled down his shaft. “Were you thinking about my body, trapped under you as you mount me?” She gripped his cock harder, squeezing his veiny shaft, making it grow stiff as a rock. “Do you want to ravage me?” Her hoof reached his nutsack and she carefully cupped his balls, playing with the heavy orbs. “Do you want to spill your seed inside my tight little cunt?” She smirked as she felt his balls constrict at her words, throbbing in anticipation. “But that would be bad, today is not a safe day for me.” She pressed her muzzle into his ear, whispering hotly. “You wouldn’t want that, right? Claiming me? Making me your mare? Putting a foal in my belly?” Rarity bit her lips as his testicles pulsed in her grasp, she could almost feel them churning to produce more sperm. “You naughty boy… So, do you want me?”

“Yes.” Coffee answered compulsively, his breath short, her scent starting to affect his mind. His cock was so hard it was almost lifting the table, his tip dripping precum. “Yes I do.”

“You can have me…” She murmured sensually, giving the underside of his shaft one last caress, all the way up to his leaking flare. The stallion began to scramble out of his chair, only to be stopped by her hooves, pushing down on his shoulders. “But only if you answer my questions.” Rarity said firmly, her business-like tone contrasting with her previous teasing.

“We already told you,” The second guard said carefully, giving a worried glance to his excited partner. This one had a lovely amber color, his twitching ears betraying his nervousness. She would call him Caramel. “we haven’t seen anything out of the ordinary.”

“Now, now.” Rarity slinked between the two stallions, putting her hooves on their thighs. “I’m sure you saw more than you think.” She hefted herself on top of the table, Coffee grunting as his cock was pressed down. “I just have to find a way to…” Rarity lounged on the table, facing the stallions. She licked her lips, staring straight at the second guard. “… jog your memories.”

“We… I…” Caramel stammered, his gaze locked on her muzzle. He seemed to be mesmerized by her full lips, his eyes following her tongue as it traced a slow curve on her perfect marble muzzle.

“You seem tense.” Rarity gave him a lidded gaze. “If you want, I can help you relax.” She bit her beautiful lips sensually, making his breath hitch. “Would you like to feel my lips on your coat?” She extended her hoof, caressing his chest. “I could kiss your neck, your chest, your belly…” Her hoof traveled down to his groin and the hidden shaft underneath. “Or I could use my mouth for something else entirely.” She grinned knowingly when she heard something bump the table under her. “All you have to do is tell me what I want to know and I’ll give you this…” She extended her tongue out and opened her mouth wide, letting the guard peek inside. His eyes bulged when he saw her throat convulsing, begging to be stuffed with his meat. “Oh, and dear?” Rarity closed her enticing maw and smirked. “I am not averse to swallowing.”

The guard gulped audibly, his eyes still locked with her luscious lips. He whimpered when Rarity looked away, towards the third and final guard. She noted that the last stallion was looking at her rump unabashedly, his hooves fidgeting under the table. She snorted with amusement, using her tail to cover her flanks. The stallion groaned in displeasure, but didn’t stop messing with his cock. Rarity rolled her eyes playfully. This one would not be a problem, he seemed eager enough. With his green coat she would call him Kiwi.

“Like what you see?” She flicked her tail, giving the guard a flash of her perfect rump, her outfit emphasizing her curves. The stallion nodded with enthusiasm, pumping his cock furiously. “Do you want to…”

“I want to put my dick between your butt cheeks,” Kiwi interrupted impatiently. “I want to feel your flanks sandwiching my cock and then I want to fuck you in the ass so hard you won’t be able to walk for a week.” He gave her a self-assured smirk. “Those two are pretty new,” He nodded to his two flustered colleagues. “but I’ve been around. I see what you are doing.” He turned his lecherous gaze at her rump once more. “And I don’t care. I just want a piece of that juicy flank.”

“My my, and here I was starting to think you royal guards were all pushovers.” Rarity smiled playfully, flicking her tail away, letting the stallion stare all he wanted. “Now, let’s begin, shall we?” She hopped off the table, then flicked her mane back. “Unless you three want me to leave…”

The third guard was struggling out of his armor before she even finished talking. He threw his helm, shrugged off his breastplate and kicked his horseshoes away in a matter of seconds. The two others looked at each other, hesitated for just an instant, and then were scrambling out of their chairs. They were still taking off their helmets while Kiwi was already bull-rushing her, snorting like a wild animal. Rarity looked at the charging stallion with a raised eyebrow, waited for him to leap and she snapped into action.

She smoothly stepped into his tackle, grabbed his reaching hooves in a practiced motion and pulled. The stallion was thrown to the ground and he remained on his back, dazed. Rarity blew a strand of her mane out of her eye and shook her head disapprovingly.

“Tut tut tut, did I say you could touch me?” Rarity flicked his cock disapprovingly, the throbbing shaft erect like a flag pole. “Naughty boys get time out. You stay here until I say you can move.” She turned to the two other guards, Coffee jumping on one hoof as he tried to yank his last horseshoe off. “You two, come here.” She pointed at the ground, in front of her.

The two stallions scrambled to obey, Coffee kicking his hoof out like a cat with a wet paw. He finally managed to kick off his horseshoe half way to Rarity and sat in front of her obediently. She eyed the two guards with twinkling eyes, their stallionhoods standing proud and tall between their legs. Coffee was noticeably larger than the other two, his mottled-brown cock absolutely huge in both length and girth. Rarity shuddered in anticipation, knowing she would be taking him inside her momentarily. But first, she wanted to tease them a little.

“You,” She pointed to the first guard. “lay on your back.” Coffee threw himself on the ground like a submissive puppy; she almost laughed at his eagerness to obey. She approached, rolling her hips sensually. “You’re a big boy, aren’t you?” She ignited her horn, enveloping his shaft in a soft cloud of magic. His breath hitched, her precise mastery of telekinesis applying pressure at just the right spots. “So large, so lengthy…” She squeezed his cock, earning herself a spurt of precum. “I don’t even know if my poor little marehood can handle such girth.”

She turned and hitched up her skirt, giving him a full view of her glistening pussy. His cock spasmed, clearly impatient to sink into her delicate flower, her dainty folds wet with arousal. “What do you think, will it fit?” She brought her rump down, sliding her nethers next to his cock. His girth completely covered her little slit, pulsing with need as her folds brushed against his shaft. “It would be a tragedy if I couldn’t take you inside, don’t you think?”

Her magic took hold of his swelling testicles, hefting them up thoughtfully. “Why, it would be a crime to waste such a big load. So much potent seed, I’m sure to be impregnated if it reaches my womb.” She cooed as another burst of precum shot from his cock, the sticky liquid splashing on her pussy-lips, some of it leaking inside.

“Please…” Coffee begged, panting hard. His hooves were trembling at his sides, wanting nothing more than to yank the sexy unicorn down, to impale her on his cock. “Please let me…” He shifted his hips, his cock slowly parting her soft folds, sinking into her. “Let me…”

“No.” Rarity stepped away, a sticky strand of precum linking her dripping slit to his flare. “Not before you give me what I need.” She trotted around the stallion, ignoring his whines of despair. “For now, think hard and hope you have something interesting to tell me.” She stepped over him, facing his desperate cock while she placed her nethers over his muzzle. “And while you’re at it, I’ll allow you to have a taste. Enjoy.”

Rarity sat heavily on the stallion’s face, the guard giving a muffled cry as he was smothered in marshmallow heaven. His muzzle was promptly covered in feminine arousal, his tongue instinctually darting out to lap at her musky nectar. He didn’t even care that he could taste his own precum on her sloppy folds, the guard slobbering all over her slit with reckless abandon. Rarity hummed as she gyrated her hips, grinding her loins on his muzzle.

“Good boy, I’ll give you a little treat.” Rarity’s magic began to stroke his cock vigorously, fondling his balls at the same time. “But don’t you dare cum on me, or you’ll get punished.” She threatened, leaning towards his jerking length. His tip flared as her hot breath washed over it and Rarity had to dodge a heavy spurt of precum. “Careful now.”

She squeezed his balls warningly, the stallion yelping and diving into her folds with new vigor. Rarity groaned happily as she was serviced, pleasure running up her spine. Her folds suddenly parted, showing off her pink insides and the guard was rewarded with a gush of feminine arousal. She exhaled as she felt her pussy wink uncontrollably, her clit suddenly exposed to the stallion’s ministrations. Coffee lost no time and went to work on her love button, sucking on her clitoral hood whenever it disappeared to make her wink again. Rarity moaned in approval and eased her magical grip on his balls. She shot the second guard an amused look.

“So, what should I do with you?” She licked her lips sensually, Caramel shuddering in anticipation. His ears kept twitching at the wet slurping sound coming from under her. “Come closer.” She beckoned, smiling sweetly. The guard rushed to her side with almost indecent haste but he instantly stopped when Rarity pressed her hoof on his chest, making him sit next to her. “Now tell me, do you remember anything strange happening last night?”

“No, nothing.” He gasped when Rarity’s hoof suddenly took hold of his shaft, squeezing tightly. “I swear, it was just a boring old night like always… *Aah*!” Rarity started to roughly pump her hoof up and down, smirking at his reaction.

“You don’t say.” She tightened her grip even more, her hoof traveling up his shaft, squeezing it like an empty tube of toothpaste. “Then you are useless to me.” She stopped right under his flare, choking his cock into submission. “Most unfortunate…” She began to let go, her lips falling into a disappointed frown.

“No wait!” Caramel rushed to say, panting slightly. Rarity’s hoof froze, just barely touching his shaft. “There was something, I just remembered!”

“Really?” She smiled kindly, gently caressing the underside of his cock.

“Yes! There was a cake!” He yelped as Rarity’s hoof carefully traced the contours of his flare, humming an encouragement. “We took a break to eat it!”

“What kind of cake was it?” Rarity pressed, suddenly grabbing his length, ignoring the spurts of precum that fell on her leg.

“Cherry with…” His breath hitched as she stroked him none too gently. “… with a custard filling!” He rushed to say, panting desperately.

“Was the frosting vanilla or chocolate?” Rarity inquired, her hoof pumping furiously.

“Focolaft” Coffee answered, still eating her out diligently.

“Was the base of the cake decorated with butter-cream rosettes?” She snapped, her hoof and her magic milking the two stallions, spurt of precum flying everywhere. She ignored the stains forming all over her outfit, too concentrated with her interrogation.

“Uuurg… It was.” The third stallion groaned, Kiwi still lying dazed on the ground.

“Aha!” Rarity threw her free hoof in the air victoriously, the other one still stroking Caramel’s shaft. “I’ve got it!”

“*Pffua*!” Coffee liberated his muzzle, taking a big gulp of air. “Can I mount you now?” He asked hopefully.

“Of course not.” Rarity huffed. She chuckled when she saw his stricken expression and squeezed his cock playfully. “If I let you mount me you would surely pound into me like a beast, wouldn’t you?” She took his throbbing as confirmation. “You wouldn’t stop until your enormous cock is hilted deep inside me, stretching my tight little cunt.” Her magic massaged his overfilled balls. “And I would be helpless to stop you from spilling your potent seed inside my poor little womb, ensuring you gave me a foal.” She tsked disapprovingly, her horn going out with a *pop*. “What a brutal stallion you are.”

The guard babbled incoherently, trying to find the right words to convince her he was nothing like that. Which was hard since she had been pretty much spot on. He whimpered when Rarity stood up, stepping away from him, his cock jerking in the cold. Then Rarity was above him again, only this time she was facing him, her deep blue eyes twinkling with mirth as she looked down at him.

“You, my well endowed little boy, are going to be mounted by me.” Rarity positioned her hips over his groin, carefully aligning her dripping snatch with his leaking shaft. “And so help me Luna, if you don’t warn me before you cum I will geld you with a pair of rusty scissors.” Rarity smiled sweetly, then brought her rump down.

Both the unicorn and the guard gasped as his cock parted her folds, perfectly aligned. But his flare was so wide and hard that it barely sank into her, his girth apparently too much for her delicate slit. Rarity clenched her teeth and heaved, trying to impale herself properly. His flared tip pushed back, still too wide for her narrow entrance. She growled and began to grind her hips, her pussy winking around his tip, slathering it with her juices. The stallion’s cock jerked, a spray of precum spurting into her folds, making a sloppy mess. Yet despite the abundant lubrication it still didn’t penetrate, his length starting to bend like a bow under the pressure. Rarity was about to give up when she felt a pair of hooves grab her flanks, holding her with surprising strength. She shot Coffee a panicked look, but he just smirked back.

A shriek echoed around the dungeon, pleasure and pain mixed into one as the guard used all his considerable strength to slam Rarity down, thrusting his hips at the same time. His enormous cock surged into her tight cunt, her narrow entrance giving out under the pressure, stretched to its limits. His length rushed all the way to her depths, Rarity’s firm buttocks slapping loudly on his thighs as he hilted into her. The stallion whinnied in victory, enjoying her velvety insides. Her pussy was unbearably tight, his cock throbbed as her walls rippled around it, the entrance to her womb kissing the tip of his flare. He reveled in her amazingly pleasurable furnace for a few more moments, then began to withdraw, slow and steady. His hooves dug into her ample but firm flanks to make sure she didn’t escape, his flare scraping her insides as it traveled all the way to just within her entrance, almost popping out.

Rarity had her breath knocked out of her as Coffee pounded into her once more, his tip bludgeoning her deepest barrier without mercy. Then he began to thrust into her with gusto, his pace quick and hard. Her mouth fell open in a silent moan, pleasure radiating from her abused cunt, his medial ring pressing into her clit whenever he hilted. He gave a particularly violent trust and she screamed, but she was immediately gagged as the second stallion took the occasion to plunge his cock into her open mouth.

Caramel snorted in satisfaction as he straddled the moaning unicorn, holding her jaw with one hoof, his other hoof pressing on her back. He closed his eyes in pleasure as Rarity’s tongue began to slobber all over his cock, the unicorn suckling on his flare urgently. Without thought his hips jerked, his shaft sinking deeper into her mouth. Rarity gurgled in protest as he humped into her muzzle, his tip reaching the entrance to her throat. She tried to push him away with her magic, but the stallion just thrust harder, his cock slipping past her uvula. She instantly began to choke, his flare too large to let her breathe. After a few panicked instants the stallion withdrew his length just enough to let her take a quick breath… And then he thrust back in, sinking deeper into her convulsing throat. Coffee watched with bated breath as Rarity’s throat bulged, the outline of his colleague’s flare clearly visible. The sight made him redouble his efforts, Rarity’s whole body rippling every time her rump impacted with his hips.

Rarity gurgled in ecstasy, her pussy full to the brim as she sucked on Caramel’s stallionhood. He was letting her take a breath every time he pulled back, but she was starting to choke on her own saliva and the stallion’s precum. Her only consolation was the fact that Caramel’s cock was already throbbing precariously, meaning he would not last long. Coffee wasn’t showing any sign of slowing down, which was good news since she wasn’t kidding when she said this was a very dangerous day for her. For now the best thing she could do was help the stallion in her mouth finish, so she began to swallow, the convulsions in her throat making Caramel whinny in pleasure. She was so concentrated on her task that she didn’t sense the third guard approaching until it was too late.

“Got any room for one more?”

Kiwi didn’t wait for an answer and he reared up, scrambling on top of Rarity’s back. The unicorn cried out through her mouthful of cock, shivers running down her spine as she felt him mount her eagerly. There was a moment of tension when the two guards on top of her butted heads, trying to find the best position, nickering and biting one other like two feral stallions fighting over a mate. Rarity was jostled as they bickered, her pussy continuously being hammered, Coffee thrusting away without a care in the world. Finally they settled down, Caramel humping into her mouth once again, while Kiwi carefully aligned his cock.

Rarity tensed when his tip brushed against her puckered star, then gurgled in panic as Kiwi began to push, his flare slowly prying her tight hole open. He wasn’t nearly as big as the stud inside her pussy, but he was by no means small either. He prodded her ass with practiced motions, sinking inside little by little, his tip leaking precum into her tunnel. Kiwi humped into her with small jerky thrusts, sinking inside her gradually, his flare scraping against her grooved walls. Then, when his flare was completely past her anus, he shoved the rest of his cock inside in one go. The unfamiliar sensation of having her ass drilled sent Rarity in a mind blowing orgasm. Her whole body seized, her pussy spasming around the first guard, Coffee stopping mid thrust as his cock was strangled from all sides. He moaned, trying to thrust or withdraw, but her cunt didn’t let him move. Rarity heard Kiwi curse loudly as he was also gripped by her spasming walls, then she knew no more.

When she came to, Rarity was instantly assaulted by a surge of pleasure, seemingly coming from everywhere at once. Both her pussy and her ass were a focal point of pure bliss, all the sensations she had missed while knocked out returning at once. She blinked in confusion, but she could only see Caramel’s belly, his cock sitting inside her mouth, spurting precum all over her tongue. A rough shove from behind pushed her into him and she gurgled in surprise, a few curls of her coiffure falling on her face. Caramel pushed her mane out of her eyes, watching her with a somewhat worried expression.

"Finally awake Ma'am?" He asked, his breath short. "You alright?" Rarity could only moan around her mouthful, the wild hammering in her nethers making it hard to concentrate. He took her groans of ecstasy as an affirmative and his cock jerked in excitement as her eyes started to roll back, lost in pleasure. "Good."

Snorting he grabbed her head and started to facefuck her once again, his balls slapping Rarity’s chin as his cock plunged down her throat, precum leaking from his tip constantly. Rarity didn’t have time to complain as she was rocked forward by a mighty thrust from the stallion mounting her. It seemed that during her bout of unconsciousness, Kiwi had taken the time to stretch her asshole wide and he was now pounding into her like his life depended on it. As soon as he withdrew Coffee humped into her, making Rarity see stars as his hardened flare collided with her cervix. Her eyes widened when she felt the tip of his flare sink into her womb, her last barrier giving way after being bludgeoned for Celestia knows how long.

The two stallions trusting into her pussy and ass were perfectly synchronized, thrusting and withdrawing in tandem, fucking her into oblivion like a well oiled machine. Rarity could not think of anything else but the cocks filling her every orifice, until she felt Caramel shiver and heard him grunt. His cock jerked inside her throat, she could feel his flare hardening and his length kicking. He was about to blow. But he wasn’t the only one. Rarity felt her blood run cold when she felt Coffee tense up too, his cock beginning to throb ominously. Gurgling in protest she began to suck urgently, desperate to make Caramel cum. His breath hitched, the sensation of her convulsing throat sending him over the edge.

He gave one last raspy breath and hilted his cock into her throat, then let his load fly. Rarity felt his balls jump up against her chin, she could almost hear the sound of his seed rushing out. She felt his cock bulge with a surge of cum, her lips stretched taunt around his length. She closed her eyes and tried to prepare herself. The load traveled down his shaft, swelling against her throat, then it finally reached his rock-hard flare, it's bulge almost all the way down to her collarbone. Rarity’s eyes flew open as the burst of semen sprayed directly into her stomach, her muffled cries spurring on two stallions still thrusting into her. She felt his first shot taper out, but she knew he still had more.

Caramel suddenly jerked his hips back, groaning as his second release rushed from his balls. He stopped as his flare popped out of Rarity’s throat and let his cock spurt another copious stream of thick cum into her mouth. She gurgled as her cheeks puffed out and tried to swallow as fast as she could while taking desperate breaths through her nose. Coffee stared at the bulges of thick spunk traveling down her throat, momentarily stunned. The stallion pounding into her ass took this opportunity to thrust into her twice as fast. Rarity was just about to be overwhelmed when Caramel finished at last, his flare going soft. She gulped down the last spurts of cum and then finally took a deep breath. She panted, trying to save her breath long enough to speak, when she saw Caramel aim his cock at her face.

“Don’t you dare…” She warned weakly, but it was in vain.

Her beautiful muzzle was sprayed with thick strands of spunk, the gunk matting her fur and to her great horror, falling in her hair. She screeched in rage as her carefully styled mane was covered in cum, but at least his last spurt had been relatively small, compared to his first two. She blinked furiously, the gooey stuff making her mascara run, then she gave the satisfied stallion a death glare. Caramel stumbled back on his ass, spent, looking at his work with a goofy grin. Rarity was about to chew him out when Coffee spoke from underneath.

“Wow… That’s so hot.” He mumbled.

She shot him a cum covered glare, but it seemed to excite him even more. In fact, it seemed to push him over the edge. His eyes shot open as his balls constricted, his flare going wide, still embedded into the unicorn. Rarity squealed as she felt his cock jerk inside her, his length sitting at her entrance. He groaned as his cock jerked, his hips humping instinctually, pushing his cock deeper into her.

“Stop!” Rarity squealed. “Not inside!”

“Wait, you’re not on the pill?” The guard rushed to say. “You were serious when you said…”

“YES!”

The stallion eeped, the idea of a pregnancy test coming to bite him in the flank clearing his mind. He grunted and lifted her away from him, while Rarity did her best to push his length out. They both grinned wide when his cock started to slip out. But then Kiwi snarled, annoyed that his mate was slipping away and he suddenly pulled her back with all his strength. Rarity cried out as both her pussy and her ass were filled at the same time, her belly bulging with the shape of Coffee’s flare. They stared in each other’s eyes fearfully, both feeling the surge of semen rushing up his shaft. Rarity watched the guard’s pupils expand and she mewled in distress as his hips jerked up instinctually, sinking his cock to the hilt. Coffee saw her eyes widen when his flare stretched her cervix open, the rounded tip of his cock peeking inside her womb. The last coherent thought he had was to realize just how beautiful this mare was and that he should be proud to be claiming her.

Rarity cried out when the first surge of spunk sprayed in her womb, warmth spreading through her belly. She bit her lips as the thick sludge clung to her walls, her imagination making her think she could actually feel the millions of sperms wiggling in her womb, ready to fertilize her. His cock jerked once again, firing an even larger amount of potent seed and she let all pretense fall. She started to moan in pleasure, even beginning to push back into him, gyrating her hips. The stallion snorted with satisfaction as he felt her walls convulse, milking him for everything he had, his balls churning to satisfy her need.

The two of them were lost in a storm of pleasure, his cock spurting more and more into her womb, their eyes never breaking contact. Even as his release started to taper down, Rarity could feel her insides sloshing with his seed, as Kiwi was still thrusting away into her ass. Coffee could also feel Kiwi’s cock through her walls, pushing him to cum even more in a twisted instinct of competition, the feral part of his brain telling him to make sure this mare was his over the other male. He spurted a few last powerful blasts of thick cum into her, then he finally relaxed. Rarity’s legs buckled as the last shot of spunk rushed into her womb and she fell on top of her stallion.

The both of them remained still, their slumped forms rocked by Kiwi’s frantic pounding. Rarity winced when his thrusts became more erratic, but she didn’t object as he began to flare wide. She focused on the cock throbbing in her pussy, Coffee still erect despite his empty balls. It was almost as if he was trying to make sure his seed didn’t leave her womb, ensuring she was knocked up. The stallion overhead whinnied like a madpony and hilted one last time, his hips slapping on her rump loudly. Rarity bit her lips as she felt his warm spunk spread through her bowels, holding down a moan. Kiwi wasn’t done thought. He pushed into her even more, trying to sink deeper, to give her everything he had. Coffee yelped in protest as his cock was dislodged from her depth, Rarity sliding up as the muscular green guard humped into her savagely.

Coffee’s stallionhood popped out of her stretched cunt with a rush of thick semen, the mess pouring all over his belly. Kiwi must have smelled his spunk, because a mad desire took over his mind. Her heated scent and the smell of stallion spunk was overpowering, stirring old breeding instincts, demanding he try to claim this beautiful mare. Grunting, he threw his hips back jerkily, his cock popping out of her ass with a burst of seed. His shaft spasmed, sending a volley of thick semen onto her back, ruining her outfit forever. Rarity noted with curious detachment that his seed seemed much thicker and heavy than the two others. She didn’t even bat an eye when the stallion suddenly plunged his spurting length into her dribbling pussy.

Kiwi grunted and lost no time in hilting, his position permitting him to reach her depths easily. He sighed contently as he poured his own seed into her womb, his thicker semen blending with his perceived rival's release. Rarity idly wondered which stallion would be the one to claim her, Coffee with quantity, or him with potency. Kiwi's shaft jerked a few more times, doing his best to fill her as much as he could, then he finally collapsed on top of her. Coffee, trapped under them, nickered and whined. His cock was throbbing, just out of reach of her occupied slit. Kiwi sighed in happiness, then started to nibble on her neck, kissing her coat and sucking on it possessively. His shaft spasmed a few more times, then it stopped shooting, the throbbing cock remaining embedded inside. Rarity breathed in relief, thinking it was finally over. But then she saw Caramel stand up in front of her, his cock stiffening incredibly fast. She rolled her eyes, not even surprised.

“Just get it over with.” She huffed, completely jaded.

He rushed to her side, a feral glint in his eyes. He roughly shouldered Kiwi away, the exhausted stallion falling from her back with a weak whinny of protest. His cock slithered out and as soon as it popped out Caramel crammed his hardened flare into her sloppy cunt, unwittingly pushing all the mixed sperm back inside, packing it into her womb. In a matter of seconds Caramel was thrusting fervently into her, quickly building up another release, the stallion gently biting her neck to keep her still. Rarity blew a sticky strand of mane out of her eye, keeping her deadpan expression as she was filled with a third helping of spunk. Thick rivers of semen were now running around the stallion’s cock, her overstuffed womb completely filled. But that didn’t stop him from spurting more and more, spurred by his animal instincts. Rarity then felt Coffee grabbing her sides, his cock probing her entrance, waiting for the occasion to plunge inside again. She could also hear Kiwi stirring, the virile stallion snorting like a bull preparing for a fight. Rarity exhaled exasperatedly.

She would be here for a while.

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Rainbow Dash fidgeted nervously, rocking back and forth in her room. Time was ticking by, but by now she had just accepted that she would be kicked out of the Wonderbolts. The thought made her whimper, her body rocking back and forth. Her only hope had been Rarity, but the unicorn had gone completely bonkers on her, playing around stallions when she was in heat. There was a reason you were taught in school to never tease males with your scent when you were in season. One, it was very rude. Two, you had the risk that the stallions would go mad if your scent was too strong, with the obvious… consequences.

Somepony knocked on her door, interrupting her spiraling thoughts. Exhaling deeply Rainbow zipped to open it, convinced that it was Soarin coming to expel her. Cringing, she opened the door, preparing her little heart to be crushed. She jerked back when she found that it was in fact Rarity at her door, back in her detective costume. The unicorn looked very tired, but she gave her a satisfied grin.

“I found a clue!” Rarity rasped, her voice strangely distorted.

“Uuuh, okay?” Rainbow watched her more carefully, noting that her mane seemed to have been freshly washed, her mascara completely absent. “What happened to you?”

“Oh, just had to freshen up a bit.” Rarity said dismissively. She turned, beckoning her friend. “Now come on! We have a mystery to elucidate!”

“I guess…” Rainbow sighed, following the unicorn reluctantly. After a few moments she realized something. “Hey Rarity, why are you walking all funny like that?”

“I fell on my bottom.” She replied through gritted teeth, still walking with her hind legs bowed.

“Hey,” Rainbow leaned to look under the collar of her trench coat. “are those hickeys?”

“No, they are not.” Rarity growled, waddling faster. Rainbow followed with a disgusted expression.

“Eeew, don’t tell me you and the guards….” Rarity tensed. “… hugged and kissed and stuff?" Rainbow made a face. “You’ll get cooties!”

Rarity shot her an unimpressed glance, then she huffed. “Yes Rainbow Dash, I gave them hugs and kisses until they told me what I wanted.” She flicked her tail impatiently and readjusted her collar, trying to hide the dozens of marks on her neck. She grumbled, thinking back to the stallions she had left in a pile back at the dungeon, wondering what she would do with them. And, more importantly, what she would do with the cum she could still feel sloshing in her womb.

Author's Note

Proofreading by Faraday, my thanks to him for his help with grammatical mistakes, pacing and general improvement to this story. A true scholar and gentleman!

Epilogue

About a year later, back in Ponyville, Rarity was losing her gosh-darn mind. Again.

“Amber! Come back here with my roll of silk thread!” She tried to magically grab the coffee-coated filly, but the little unicorn managed to hide under a table, a roll of fabric still in her mouth. Rarity groaned out loud, then she looked behind her when she heard a strident cry of joy. “Jasper! Get down from my ponyquin!” She rushed to grab a caramel-furred colt as he laughed from atop his mount, but his horn flashed and he teleported away just as his mother tried to catch him. A muffled laugh indicated he was still in the room, to Rarity’s great displeasure.

She shot her third child a suspicious glance, but the little filly was still sound asleep on the fainting couch. “At least you’re not as messy as your siblings, aren’t you Esmeralda?” She cooed, nuzzling the foal just above her stubby green horn. She looked back at the sound of a resounding crash and she groaned when she saw her table floating in mid air, all her supplies spilling on the ground. When she looked back Esmeralda was gone. Rarity screeched in anger and barked at her office door.

“HONEY! COME TAKE CARE OF YOUR FOAL, RIGHT NOW!”

“Coming darling!” A voice answered happily.

“Just a minute pumpkin!” A second pony shouted.

“Yeah yeah, hold your horses!” A third stallion drawled sleepily.

“I swear, I am surrounded by ruffians.” Rarity huffed. Her eye began to twitch as one of her dresses mysteriously caught fire, but she couldn’t help but smile when her three little foals scampered across the room, giggling and laughing as they wrecked her work room. She chuckled despite herself, her heart fluttering. “But they are my ruffians.”