Let them eat cake

Chapter 4 – Let them eat cake

Warning, explicit clop! Proceed at your own risk!

The tongues kept up their task, making Cadance's synapses fire with delight though doing a poor cleaning job as drool and saliva joined the cream and cheese.

“Roughhouse thinks the training area is clean enough, now we start weapons training.”

Cadance felt a pointy end nudge at the entrance of her birth canal. She lifted her head to observe a ruby red doggy dick twitch in anticipation. Its size was not as big as Shiny's, but what it lacked in girth it made up in form as the sleek curves looked like it would reach her innermost recesses. Her heart skipped a beat, if she doesn't lift a hoof right now there would be no turning back. The fluids flooding her passage was her answer.

“Set one foot down perpendicular to your body at an angle, the other foot straight ahead, and thrust!”

Cadance gasped as her pussy got stuffed full of canine cock. It felt feverishly hot! And rough around the edges, definitly not a smooth pipe like Shining Armour. Roughhouse shoved in until his knot bumped Cadance's vaginal outer ring, then pulled back and shoved right back in. He quickly set pace a powerful rocking motion which went deeper and deeper with each thrust, like a battering ram trying to knock down the gates. 'Oh, Shiny tends to hold back but this mutt is giving his all!'

The cavern walls closed in on the hardened intruder, squeezing hard as if to sculp the perfect diamond. This made it harder to push forward so Roughhouse's buffed arms grabbed the cake encrusted sides of Cadance's barrel and leveraged himself. His bulbous appendage popped in and the slapping sound of flesh ended as he was now deeply buried. The weapons master made short rapidfire thrusts to overturn his minecart and deliver a load of gems.

“Ruff ruff ruff” grunted Roughhouse as he coasted on a single track. Pain and pleasure came to blows as the narrow tunnel expertly squeezed his assault spear. He humped and humped, his balls tightening, ready to dump.

“Arooooooo!” his little soldiers commenced their amphibious assault, storming the beach. Wave after wave of semen shot out his prick, reinforcements kept joining in. Just like her outer skin Cadance's inner shell was now also coated in white goo. The invading army overflowed the grotto and rappelled down Cadance's tail down to the floor surface. Yet he kept coming, as Diamond Dogs do, more bursts of his reserves blasting into the fray. More overflow filling a makeshift pool on Cadance's anus.

Finally Roughhouse was out of arrows and slumped onto Cadance's barrel with a lolled out tongue. 'Hmm, pony spade much tighter than expected'. Cadance just contemplated his nirvanal expression. His cock was such a weird shape, like some exotic foods she sampled it was cool to discover new tastes but probably not going for seconds anytime soon.

“Yip!” The Diamond Dog was unceremoniously yanked off and a new challenger stepped up. “Hmpf that was just poking straight ahead like a mindless zombie, how about some more advanced tactics.” Geranimo the Gryphon hawked.

Cadance tilted her head to size up the newcomer. 'Oh my Luna, now that looks like a real weapon!' she mentally gulped. Jutting out of the Gryphon's bag of tricks was a pale peach prick, with lots of tiny pinpoints like a mace. Nowhere near the size of Shining Armour's, but those pointy ends were sure to leave a mark in her. She trembled in a double dose of fear and fascination.

Geranimo shooed away the zebra, grabbing both of Cadance's leg and pulling her closer to the edge of the table. “Prepare to be thoroughly mapped!” omniously purred the hybrid cat. Instead of plunging headlong like Roughhouse, Geranimo snaked his way into the bird nest like a champ.

'Ah! Ugh! Oh!' Cadance's nervous system was overwhelmed with dual signals, pain and pleasure alternating in a dizzying spin. She lightly caressed the barbs of the Gryphon's cock, not daring to impale herself further. True to his word Geranimo didn't just pump in and out, he shimmied and sidewinded and sloped around like an expert skier on a slalom course. Without a predictable pattern the spiny implement never got dull, the scraping of her moist flesh bringing a new sensation to be savoured as well as suffer from. A rollercloudster ride with the highest of highs and the lowest of lows.

Geranimo also kept pecking at Cadance's cheesy crumbs on her legs, albeit clumsily as it was difficult to coordinate the horizontal mambo with a vertical buffet. Sometimes he would rise up then divebomb into the slurp, eliciting a giggle from the pink princess. Quiet Speculation still held Cadance's forelegs back and started whispering huskily into her ears, sending sublime shivers down her neck.

Geranimo felt that Princess Cadance's cavern was somewhat airy, so he moved his claw tips to a taut teat and gave it a pinch. The effect was immediate as Cadance clamped onto his porcupine stick. 'Oh yeah tigress squeeze that mouse until it pops!' Geranimo's forepaw mauled the mauve mammary mounds and the vice grip on his grippy gland just kep tightening and tightening until he had no more room to maneuver sideways. Like the Diamond Dog before him he was now thrusting straight ahead, his furry figure flicking against the foamy fosse, squelching out the deposit of his predecessor. The torque pulled his ballista to maximum tension, after a suspenseful pause it snapped and catapulted hundreds of thousands of tiny pebbles onto the scorching plains. Reload, launch! Reload, launch! Not one glade of grass would be spared from his spermy siege!

Cadance witnessed the mighty eagle hybrid go rigid, his beak snapping open and close. Like after a scary sojourn at a haunted house she enjoyed being spooked but breathed out a relieved sigh that it was over. She was in tears over the sensory overload of painful piercing and blessed bliss at once. She experienced one final tinge of torture as Geranimo pulled out and rolled over to the side. There was no respite from sexual stimulation though as within a short second the third martial male entered the ring with quite the announcement: “One little doggy huffed and puffed and blew down a house of hay, one little kitty huffed and puffed and blew down a barn of wood. Well this little hippo will huff and puff and shake your castle of stone.”