Fall of Equestria: The Next Generation
It had been nearly 20 years since the Caribou established a new order across Equestria. New generations came in and the culture continued with minimal resistance aside from the occasional rebel that had yet to be caught. No need to convert the newer generations as they're raised to be good sluts from the beginning while the males make fine warriors or craftsmen. Some males enjoyed laying down the law on a rebellious cunt, but there were thousands of black collars left.
Some were even thought to be immortal, such as Princess Luna. It made her popular with the guards of the King. However lately she had been showing signs that perhaps she would finally break. Maybe a purple collar would be put on her soon. But for now she was chained to the wall outside the guard's chamber complex like she was every summer, awaiting her next male.
Pipsqueak inside the chamber took off his helmet after a long day's work. As head of the guards he had many duties such as making sure slaves kept attending the plants or that other guards weren't TOO busy fucking females. He was always shocked that he was made head of the guard merely a yesterday. The king did stress something about the "enthusiasm of the younger generations" being a good example for "preservation of their livelihood" or some political squabble like that.
It is true that Pipsqueak was very loyal to the king. The king had improved life in ponyville for him ever since he arrived. Not only did his small size as a child no longer matter, certain bitches like Diamond Tiara were a lot less demeaning. Then in high school he was able to make sure Diamond Tiara knew her place as a female and was able to make her a purple collar by college. Ever since then he had a reputation as the "Great Converter" as he was able to make at least 5 red collars and 1 more purple collar from previous black collared mares. Indeed things have been at peace far better since the King took control as opposed to the alicorn princesses' rule.
He took off his armor and was sitting naked in front of a mirror. He certainly wasn't a pipsqueak by high school and was now perhaps the most athletically fit male in the castle with the muscles and strength to prove it. He was taller than most as well. While his height came naturally, his muscular body and strength came through determination. He was going to show he wasn't the male to be pushed around like in the past. It had proven successful and so he was always proud at his accomplishments, as vain as they are. He'll walk around the castle on summer evenings completely naked at times when off-duty because he could. Not to mention the red collars were extra excited when he was like that. Perhaps it was due to that his cock could be seen straight away as opposed to inside clothing and armor. He certainly wasn't a pipsqueak where it counted either. Not that the females should care.
He walked outside the chambers naked and saw Princess Luna. For the longest time he avoided fucking her. Maybe there was a tiny hint of respect for her? She did used to be his favorite princess. But loyalty was surely gone and she was very beautiful. The temptation to finally fuck her grew. If she were a red collar it would be amazing. If a purple collar, even better. The hottest palace cunt eager to please him and knowing no other thoughts; the perfect toy for him.
"Hello Luna." he said to the ex-princess whose face was full of confusion, signs of being very tired, sadness, bitterness, and the occasional dry spot of cum. Luna didn't respond except by barely moving her eyes to his direction. Still stubborn like any other black collar.
"You will respond to a male like good cunts should." he said to her. The command fell on deaf ears. He shrugged and sat down next to her. He was ready for a challenge with this one. He won over four black-collars and made them red by his smooth talking and charisma. The fifth was more...forced, but still a success. "Perhaps you will serve better with a minor rest?"
The princess' eyes widened a tiny bit. No one had offered her anything remotely decent in 20 years and it seemed like a trap. It was in a way. She tried to say something but couldn't. Not only was she tired but her throat was dry from lack of water in the day so far. Once-a-day rations were harsh. But she wouldn't give in just for a bit more food and drink so far. But 20 years of deprivation took a toll on her psyche. She barely nodded her head then flinched expecting to get beaten. Pipsqueak didn't touch her.
"Don't worry, I won't hurt you." he said as he stood up, "I want my cunts to be good cunts but also effective. Red collars get extra food, water, and rest because they are willing to please their males." Luna looked down in sadness. She had many thoughts go through her head. There was no rebellion or outside help like she had hoped. Perhaps resistance really was futile. In a way, seeing a pony care for her for the first time in decades made her want to help him in a way. But she felt too conflicted to rebel or surrender.
"All you have to do is give me one blowjob." he soothes as he gives himself a handjob, "Just one. That's all you have to do and then I promise that I'll get you a new red collar and make sure you get a day's rest." Luna sank to the floor further. Mixed messages flew in her mind. 20 years of propaganda, conditioning, torment, rape, and now Pipsqueak's kindness were winning in her mind. All she had to do was perform her duty, that was all. Then she'd be spoiled with rest and finally earn the generosity of a decent set of meals. She'd be treated like the other princesses and get the ability to adore the masses again through her submission, her example.
"C'mon." urged Pipsqueak as his hard cock was made erect over her head. "One blowjob from my favorite princess." He smiled and stroked her hair. Princess Luna teared up and finally got the urge to say something as her mind broke in just the right way.
"Th-thank y-you..." she let out and sat up, "M-ma...master..." she then licked his tip and braced herself only to find that Pipsqueak wasn't forcing her forward. She then sucked on his cock and slowly moved forward looking up at him. He merely smiled and stroked her hair.
"See? You can be a good slut." he complimented, "I knew you'd find your place like every other cunt." Luna cried, but not out of despair like before. She was happy that she wasn't being abused. She was grateful. Then she was eager and sped up tremendously. Pipsqueak gently held onto her head and moaned loudly.
"Th-that's right you cunt!" he moaned. "Suck my cock." Luna moaned herself as she had the urge to finger herself. It felt nice to her despite it being a bit soar. Twenty years of forced fellatio gave her the experience to know what to do and she merely did what she was forcibly taught. He came down her throat as she licked him clean and swallowed every last drop. Compared to her kibble it tasted like sweet honey. Pipsqueak panted and sat in front of her.
"A-as promised, you get a red collar and a day's rest." he whispered while recovering. That was an amazing blowjob. He stood up and went inside the barracks. After a minute he came out with a red collar and put it on her, ripping up the black collar. Luna smiled and looked up at him.
"Thank you for such an honor master." she beamed. Pipsqueak gave her some water and stood her up before unchaining her. Another guard walked by to see the commotion.
"Whoa! Luna's finally a red!" he shouted to other guards while motioning them to come. Other guards came in congratulating Pip. One guard grabbed her ass before Pip struck him away.
"I'm not done with this bitch yet." he laughed. The other guards high-fived him and then cheered. The noise soon brought the king. As the king arrived they all turned around and bowed, including Luna.
"Very impressive Pipsqueak." he said with a voice showing signs of aging, "You finally broke our most prominent resistant." he walked up to Luna and stroked her ass. Luna blushed at the sight and by practical instinct her pussy widened slightly as she stood next to the king.
"You deserve a reward for this." the king proclaimed. "As we find accommodations for Luna to live with the other red-collared cunts so she can serve males like she was always meant to, she needs a place to stay since we have more black collars for the walls. For converting her, she is your personal cunt for two days, basically until the third sundown from now." Pipsqueak grinned and bowed.
"Thank you, your majesty."
"Rise and continue to be an amazing example on how to serve your king and country." concluded the king before walking off. On the way he saw a random red collar and suddenly leaped on her to fuck her. She moaned and submitted instantly. Several guards masturbated at the sight but by this point it was so common that most just ignored it. The guards left as Pipsqueak walked Luna to his quarters. As the captain, he had a large room enough for him and three cunts if necessary. He had Luna stand over a rug.
"You may rest here for the night, undisturbed." Pipsqueak said with the pride of being a man of his word. Luna merely responded by turning around and bending over to display her flank. Her pussy was wet with excitement.
"Would my master like a good fuck before bed?" she asked eagerly. Pipsqueak smiled and simply began fucking her. Luna moaned and was wet within a minute. "Thank you master!~"
"I'm impressed slut." he grunts as he speeds up, "You've improved so much in an hour." He grabbed onto her flank and pushed her towards a wall that she put her hands on. After a few more minutes of pleasure he came inside her. Luna soon after squirted her own cum from the delightful experience.
"That's what I call gratitude cunt." Pipsqueak complimented while stroking her hair. "Now rest, for after breakfast tomorrow you and I will do some more."
"Thank you master." said Luna before laying down and closing her eyes. She had the best sleep in perhaps 3,000 years.
Fall of Equestria: The Next Generation
Cake's Drive In Sex Restaurant
Sugar Cube Corner was still the place to get sweets in Ponyville. But overtime it changed from a simple dessert and bakery shop to a restaurant chain. At first they began serving baked goods and other foods to keep up economically, as only males typically had the privilege to get food outside of the home, causing sales to initially drop. But their daughter Pumpkin Cake grew up to be a very enthusiastic server who would serve customers not only their food but their sexual desires. A caribou saw the potential and helped Mr. Cake turn the Sugarcube Eatery into a chain restaurant across Equestria.
A male caribou walked up to the restaurant. He contemplated eating inside but it was a nice summer day so he'd enjoy it outdoors. There were couches lined up against the outer wall in the shade and some tables. It wasn't that busy today so he chose the best spot on the corner of the restaurant. There was a neon menu with a button. After making a decision on his order he pressed the button.
"Welcome to Sugarcube Food and Fuck," buzzed the menu, "How may we please you today?"
"I want a chicken sandwich with fries, a soda, and I guess also a blueberry cupcake for dessert as well as one blowjob and a fuck." ordered the caribou.
"Would you like to supersize your soda and the tits of your server for one extra bit?"
"Definitely."
"Ok your total comes to 12 bits. Thank you for eating with us and letting us please you like good cunts." The caribou sat back and relaxed. A male stallion walked out to collect his money and gave him a receipt.
"Your food and cunt will be out in one moment." he walked back inside. The Caribou looked out at the streets of Ponyville. He noticed several public cunts, some rather dirty and in need of being cleaned, several homes, a bar, and he could see a farm in the very distance on top of a hill. It wasn't much but he enjoyed the scenery. Occasionally a male pony will be with a slave walking down the sidewalks but it was rare as most were kept inside.
"Good afternoon honorable caribou," called out a waitress, "My name is Pumpkin Cake and I'll be your cunt today." Pumpkin Cake was very stunning and had large breasts to show for it. Her yellow skin and orange hair stood out well and her hips were perfect. At least to the Caribou. She sat down his food at the table and immediately began blowing him.
"Breasts that are big but not big enough to snap your slutty neck..." he notes, "That's what I call quality~" He forced her to deepthroat him all the way back and forth and she enjoyed every minute. Her tongue swirled around despite not having much room to do so. The caribou took a bite out of his sandwich and then sipped his soda. The restaurant made great sandwiches, but the soda was kind of stale. Still, for such a low price and a great slut he didn't mind.
Pumpkin Cake did everything she was taught in school. Twilight made sure she knew her place and how to give the best pleasure sessions to all males. Unlike most teachers Twilight Sparkle was always willing to teach a female the best tricks that most cunts aren't taught. She does get tips in the form of cunnilingus every once in a while at her job because of them. She looked up at him, giving him a seductive look and pulled away to show a string of saliva and pre-cum before giving him a handjob and sucking him again.
"Damn you'll get a good tip you slutty fuck." he relaxed and then suddenly grunted loudly and came down her throat. "That was pretty good." he took a bite of his blueberry cupcake and finished his fries. He fingered her as a minor tip as she licked him clean.
"Would the honorable caribou prefer me to spread my legs like the cunt I am?" she asked in her sexy voice, "Or should I ride you like a slutty slave?~" She stood up and the sun shone behind her, giving her a golden aura of sorts. The caribou grinned.
"I'm feeling too relaxed to move plus I wanna finish my food," said the Caribou eagerly, "So ride me bitch."
"Yes sir." obediently replied Pumpkin Cake. She slipped onto his cock and slid down to get a feel.
<> thought the Caribou as he slapped her ass. Pumpkin Cake moaned at the action and then began moving up and down quickly. The Caribou finished his meal and then grabbed her breasts.
"Use me for my only worthy features~~" Pumpkin Cake moaned in a voice that was clearly begging. The caribou smirked and complied by playing with them.
"I don't know, you are good at serving me food." he laughed and slapped her ass again to bring out another moan. Pumpkin Cake eventually squirted cum with a climactic moan.
"That's right you bitch," he snapped, "My cock is what you crave for." He then pushed her onto the couch and fucked her roughly. She blushed and didn't want it to end. But alas, it would. He came inside her and then slapped her ass one more time.
"I'll be coming back here tomorrow for lunch. Hopefully I'll get you again~"
"Th-thank you~~" replied Pumpkin Cake as she laid there with her own fluids and his dripping out onto the floor. No tip, but she didn't deserve one as she was a cunt anyway. She got up and walked inside. Her brother Pound Cake was standing there.
"As usual sister you're the best slut here." he patted her on the shoulder. Having siblings was odd in the new Equestria and there was the occasional awkward attraction to them but for the most part it was surprisingly under control. Pound Cake didn't engage in any incest but saw her for the prized asset she was. But her being his sister did add a feeling of care within him. She wouldn't let anyone touch her outside of business hours. "You can take a fifteen minute break since the lunch hour is over but then keep being a good server, ok?"
"Of course master." Pumpkin Cake smiled and walked to the break room to eat a quick bite to eat. Pound Cake smiled and then walked into his office. The hallway leading there had photos of famous celebrities who ate there. Fancy Pants, Wonderbolt Captain Soarin, King Shining Armor, and then the Caribou King himself. He entered his office with pride. His parents retired, giving him control of the business. He never understood why his parents didn't seem to enjoy fucking at the restaurant but he figured it was just because they're "old fashioned".
A female caribou was standing at the door and giggled as he walked in. This slut was a gift from the caribou king for outstanding service. By outstanding service, he meant that he was given the entire staff for the evening to enjoy. Pony sluts were great, but they had to be taught how to be good sluts. While it was mostly effective, there was something about the way caribou did it that was...natural. More instinctive.
"On your knees." he ordered and without the slightest hesitation the female caribou obeyed. Without an order she swung her tail and raised her ass to display her pussy. He fucked her and grabbed her breasts while leaning over her. As his head leaned over hers and his hands were near her heart, he could tell that her heart was racing from the excitement. Her breathing was full of enjoyment and energy. He slammed inside her over and over, making nice and loud claps that started with his slam, then her ass twerking in reaction.
"Shining Armor will come here in a few months like he does every winter for his annual ponyville visit." he explained to his mindless slave. "Naturally he'll need a gift, and what better than a new harem girl that's a half breed?" The slave grinned excitedly at the prospect of giving birth for her master. Half breeds, a mix of pony and caribou, were popular as it was a common fetish among both caribou and equines. While there weren't many cross-bred features besides fur color and eye color, they were instinctively obedient like a caribou slave but had enough uniqueness like a pony slave that made them just as appealing as a purple color.
"So in other words, I'll have to put you into heat." he grabbed a special powder off the shelf. Pregnancies were controlled greatly as not everyone could afford multiple slaves, so they would use magic to make people permanently barren until another spell could suddenly make them in heat. This powder would make her instantly ready to breed. He held it in front of her and she breathed the aroma in. She drooled and he put the powder back.
"Excellent." he then came inside her pussy. "Lay down so it doesn't leak out, got it?" The slave obediently did so. He cleaned himself up and walked back out into the restaurant to help seat people.