This chapter contains Futa, Deepthroat, Asphyxiation via cock (non lethal)
Canterlots newest attraction, food and accommodation with a twist. The Fetish Factory offers you the chance to experience your most depraved wants and thoughts all anonymously.
The pamphlet was the most unexpected thing to see in your mailbox, perhaps the mailmare had made a mistake again. You carried yourself back to your flat, lost deep in thought, a mental struggle debating the pros and cons of visiting such a place. The place was advertised as anonymous, a place where even the most depraved and disgusting acts were accepted. Just how disgusting was acceptable though?, thoughts of disease and illness crossed your thoughts. Yes, perhaps it would be best to give the experience a miss... for now.
You lasted all of three and a half seconds inside your apartment before re emerging with bits in hoof, ready to find this place of non judgement. You look at the pamphlet still clutched to your side for the address of the establishment.
"69 Horseshoe Lane" well it checks out you suppose.
Next to the address you spot a time, registration at 6, start at 8, open till late. You groan inwardly, of course they would be closed during the day. You trudge back to your apartment to wait until the registration opens. Along the way you think what you want to do at the place. you never really had any major kinks, always happy with vanilla encounters. Maybe this is why you wanted to try something like this, explore yourself. Your partners always said you were a bit of a bore in the sack. You let your thoughts carry you into a peaceful nap, thinking about what fun you were going to have tonight.
You wake, feeling invigorated, ready to seize the day... er night? You look confusedly out your window to see that it definitely night-time. Your earlier memories come rushing back, you were going to visit the Fetish Factory. You look at the clock hanging above your ice box, 7:24!. You hurriedly grabbed some bits and ran out the door, almost forgetting to lock up behind you.
The streets of Canterlot were scarcely populated with ponies at this time of the evening, it was the time where ponies were either at the places they were meant to be or still at home, not late enough for the bars and clubs to be open yet. The wind brushed your mane all over, keeping up your light jog all the way to the address etched in your mind for today.
"65, 67, 69."
It didn't look much, but with the selling point of anonymity you guess it would be silly to have flashing lights. You open the door to the establishment and find a waiting room inside. It almost reminds you of a doctors office, white, clean, stacks of the latest gossip magazines on a small square table.
"Welcome to the Fetish Factory, which of our services were you after today?"
Your attention was brought to a desk where a cream coloured earth mare sat. You didn't hear her speak but assumed the words came from her.
"Um.. I was wondering if it was too late to register"
The meekness of your voice surprised you a bit.
"First time hun? Normally the ponies who want to offer turn up earlier" she notices the look of disappointment etched on your features. "But, I'm sure we can find you a contract that still needs fulfilling, also if you complete a contract you get a cut of the payment".
So. The Fetish Factory deals in anonymous prostitution? You were in half a mind to walk right back the way you came. That was until your eye caught some of the figures on offer for completing some of the contracts. You cant recall ever seeing so many bits at once, let alone actually owning them.
"These are the remaining contracts available for tonight, your welcome to submit your own of course, but this late at night you're unlikely to find a buyer"
The contracts in the book before you were quite unusual. Some were strange, some were gross and some you were fairly sure were illegal. You struggled with your choice until your reasoning mind said you should just go with the highest payout.
"I wish to take this contract" you point to the page with the large pay.
"Very well, we have that client waiting in room... 53b, so enter room 53a. And as always enjoy~" The way the mare sings the last of that line sends a shiver down your back.
You make your way down the hallway, slightly put off by some of the sounds coming form the rooms you pass. You find room 53, and make sure to enter the correct half. what greets you is a small but comfortable room, however the room is completely vacant. You thought the mare told you your client was waiting for you... in 53b.
You look at the wall dividing your room and 53b, and gasp. A hole, about the size of your head was connecting the two rooms. Your noise alerted your partner as you can hear them stand and approach the hole.
"Hello?" comes the voice from the other side. It's a voice you've definitely heard before, but cant place where.
"Err.. Hi, I'm your partner tonight. I've never really done this before, but I was curious and this is anonymous so I thought that-" you were cut off by a golden glow of magic jamming your muzzle together.
"Don't worry, I find your... curiousness very refreshing, I've been coming here since the place opened and not yet found anyone brave enough to accept my contract." The voice from the wall puts ice in your veins. Perhaps you should have checked what you had signed up for before you put your signature down.
"W-what do you plan on doing to me" you voice, feeling the magic relinquish its grip on your muzzle.
Your neighbour releases a sigh.
"You didn't read the contract did you - my little pony?"
Your eyes narrow to pinpricks, you now notice where you've heard the voice before. The princess of the sun had hired you to fulfil her fantasies. Resisting the urge to faint dead away you hear her continue.
"Ah, now you know my identity, let me explain my situation. Many years ago, before my sister went mad with jealousy we would rule Equestria together with an iron hoof. Customs were...different back then, things that were commonplace then, are not so much now. Punishments for crimes were quite brutal, and as such these punishments were phased out. I'm sad to say it but those punishments were the highlight of my day and I sorely miss being able to serve justice in it's most perfect form."
You hear her cease recalling her memoir, partially untold, you usher her to continue.
"Well you see, a particular favourite punishment of mine was one of the first abolished, it was given to those convicted of sexually assaulting another. I enjoyed these punishments as they were the only intimate contact I was able to get. This was different to the customs of time however, these punishments changed but my lack of romantic partners did not"
You don't need to see the princess to know that she has shed tears over this fact, you also cant help but feel only sympathy for her. You know what its like to go on a dry streak, but a thousand year one, never. It's at that moment you decide what to do.
"I'll do what you want me to, on one condition. I don't want a wall in between us"
Your words barely come out of your mouth before you feel yourself being teleported into the next room. What meets your gaze is the regal form of the sun goddess, sporting an absolutely massive erection. You thoughts blanch in your brain fluid, well that would explain the glory hole.
"OH!, I forgot you didn't know what you signed up for" her blush missing your eyes, eyes firmly locked into the white monster hanging rigidly between her legs.
"I guess I should explain that"
Your ears don't want to believe what they are hearing, the princess used to do that? The princess assured you that with magic as powerful as hers, you would be fine. You trusted her with your life completely, and after hearing what she has in store for you, literally too.
"Please my little pony, begin when you are ready"
With a nod you open your muzzle over the rod of the princess. Almost instantly the invading meat is met with resistance, the pony over twice your size forcing their tool into a space much too small for it to fit. Each push you give onto the rod only succeeds in helping you drool over the first foot of the oversized cock.
"Do you need some help my little pony?
You nod in response, strangely turned on by what is happening to you, perhaps its the musk clouding your senses, or the arousal building in your own gut making you want more.
You feel a warm magical force on the back of your head, holding you in place. Strong but shallow thrusts from the princess above you attempt to breach into your muzzle. Tongue working in overdrive to help please your mistress. The princess finds some purchase with her thrusts and you feel the pressure the rod had on the back of your throat vanish. With that feeling a generous helping of princesshood found a home in your neck.
You had no idea something like this could be so pleasurable. Was it the action of taking such a massive horseshaft or was it being able to help another pony solve a problem that had been unsolved for a millennia. The princess released a grunt and shoved another portion of her breeding apparatus into your gullet. The question before answered, it was definitely the prior. Having the mare meat push its way into your body, forcing organs aside, treating the body as nothing but a cocksock.
The magic redoubled its grip on the back of your head as the princess began to trust. The lust of the action was clouding your thoughts, airways blocked, being treated as a cocksleave. You felt your eyes flutter from oxygen deprivation, throat convulsing around the cock impaling you to your stomach. Celestia obviously felt this change of pressure in her stallionhood.
"The best part is when the pony is so desperate for oxygen, that they subconsciously swallow and suckle like mad trying to clear the throat, Do not worry though, my magic will keep you safe"
With a flick of her horn she placed a spell, heat surging through your body. The need you previously had for oxygen was gone, the want for oxygen was not however. This meant that your throat continued its wild swallowing motions further enhancing the princesses pleasure.
Celestia continued with her powerful thrusting, now reaching her medial ring to your mouth on every thrust. The only thing you could see was the immense rod when she retreated, and the swinging pendulous balls almost slapping you in the nose on every in motion. This continued for the next minute until you could feel the trapped horsecock swell and throb harder.
The princess ceased her thrusts and flicked her horn again. This both stopping the spell on you from before and also lifting you into her underside and away from the ground. If she didn't have so before, she now had total control of your body.
The feeling of oxygen deprivation from before now returned to you, and with it the feeling of you whole body being made to thrust for the princess. Your body moving up and down the princesses now flaring horsecock. Closing your eyes in concentration to remain concious you heard the princess speak.
"I lied before, the best part is really having your cock so deep in another pony that they lose conciousness, so desperate for air but only getting their princesses cock. Feeling the last convulsions of their throat, the last gurgles before you choke them out"
The feeling of being held against the princesses balls accompanies the feeling of copious amounts of semen rush into your body, filling you, pushing you stomachs capabilities to the limit, then you feel nothing as your mind finally shuts off, having passed its oxygen deprivation threshold...
You open you eyes.. and find the eyes of Princess Celestia looking back into you own.
"Thankyou for accepting my contract, you may accept your pay from the desk at the front" The voice calms your frayed nerves.
"Princess?"
"Yes, my little pony?
"Do you have any more punishments?
Author's Note
