Fall of Equestria: Choices

That evening, after feeding all the mares, Big Mac sat up in his room lost in thought. The visit from those two Caribou had nettled him. It was true: he had been taking it too easy on these mares, and it obviously showed. Those magistrates wouldn’t be the last ones to remark on him and his charges, so he had to make some changes. He had one other black collar besides Octavia, and he realized he’d have to get her to submit as well, if only for the sake of his family.

There was a knock on his door. Mac grunted and turned to look. The door slowly opened to reveal Applejack standing there, wearing nothing but a sheer nightie.

“Big Mac?” she said as she walked in. “Ah thought you might like some company, especially after today.”

He stared at her, then turned back to his desk. “Now’s not a good time, AJ.”

She came up to him and knelt beside him. “When is it a good time these days?” She began to rub his thigh. “We have to take what little pleasure we can when we can.”

Mac turned and stared down at her. She still wore her black collar, and he knew she’d have to go through some sort of test before she and Apple Bloom could officially be designated as red. But he didn’t know what the test entailed, nor who would administer it. He only hoped for all their sakes they could pass it.

He spread his legs for her, which she eagerly moved to his crotch and began rubbing it. But she stopped at his next words.

“You have to call me ‘Master’, mare.”

“Come again?” She stared up at him.

He reached forward and caressed her chin. “You heard me. It’s what all reds do for stallions.”

She took his hand in hers. “Mac, ah’ll suck your cock until your balls are dry, but ah won’t call you Master when we're alone. Yer mah brother.”

He pushed her away and stood up. “Then, this will never work. Neither you nor Apple Bloom will pass whatever test the Caribou have in store for you, and ya’ll remain black collars.” He turned away from her. “And if that happens, then the Caribou will take you all away from me, and probably send me off somewhere for “re-education” for being too easy on you mares.” He looked back at her. “That okay with you?”

Applejack sat where she was and stared at the floor. Finally, she whispered, “No.”

“I didn’t hear you.”

She sighed and looked up at him. “Ah said ‘no’…Master.” Tears started to fall down her face. “It’s all ah can take, Mac.”

Mac stared at her.

She cleared her throat and whispered, “Ah mean, it’s all ah can take, “‘Master.’”

He reached down and wiped the tears from her face. “It’s for the best…mare.” He straightened and said, “Now go get Apple Bloom.”

She looked up at him. “But…but ah told her it was mah turn with you!”

He stared at her again, until she dropped her eyes.

“Yes…Master.”

**********

Apple Bloom turned and looked at her door when she heard the knock.

“Come in?”

Applejack made her way in, but it wasn’t what she was wearing that caused Apple Bloom to widen her eyes, it was the look on her face.

“AJ? What’s wrong?”

She kept her eyes on the floor as she said, “It’s Mac, Bloom. He…he says we gotta call him…Master.”

Apple Bloom smiled. “Is that all? Ah don’t mind! Teacher says that’s what we gotta call males anyways!”

Applejack looked up at her. “But he’s our brother! Callin’ him Master? Hell, ah ran this farm afore all this!”

Apple Bloom got up and approached her sister. “Applejack, it ain’t like it was no more. We gotta do what we gotta do.”

Applejack balled her fists. “Ah’m not sure ah can do this…”

Apple Bloom stepped closer and held her face. “AJ, bein’ his red collars was yore idear. Ya gotta.”

Applejack reached up and held the hand that was holding her face, then looked down at her little sister. “When did you get so wise?”

Apple Bloom smiled. “Ah learnt it from you.” She stepped back. “Now, what does our Master want?”

*********

Mac looked up as his door opened, but instead of being on their hooves both his sisters entered on hands and knees. He watched them until they came up to him and placed their heads on each of his hooves. AJ was the first to speak.

“Does Master wish to have these mares now?”

Big Mac regarded them. If this was an act, it was a very good one. But then, he reached down and helped them both up. “Y’all don’t have to grovel. Not to me.”

They both sat on their haunches and looked up at him. “Yer our Master now, big brother,” said Apple Bloom. “We gotta please you in every way.” She ran a hand slowly up his thigh and gave his crotch a gentle squeeze. “It’s what we want…” she whispered.

Applejack took one of his hands and brought it up to her face, and began kissing it. “She’s right…it’s what we want.” A bit of her old attitude surfaced for a moment as she looked up at him. “But only to you!” She smiled, and after a moment, he smiled back. “Would…Master…please stand?”

Curious, Mac got to his hooves, while they remained on their knees. Applejack looked at Apple Bloom and said, “Now ah’m gonna show you the proper way to suck a dick,” as she reached for his trousers.

“Ah cain’t wait!”

Applejack took her time, first pulling his trousers down to his hooves, and then his underwear. She helped him as he stepped out of them, then she threw them to the side.

“First, start with the balls.” She leaned forward, rubbing her face against his sack and then reaching out with her tongue to lovingly caress them. She sucked one, then the other into her soft lips and got them wet. “Now you try.”

Apple Bloom eagerly nodded, then reached up and guided his balls into her mouth as she kissed and sucked on them gently.

As Mac began to moan, Applejack said, “That’s good. Master is now ready for the main event.”

Apple Bloom leaned back and watched as Applejack took him in both hands and began to stroke him. She opened her mouth and made slow circles around his head. Then, she ran her tongue along his length, getting it as wet as the balls. She paused only long enough to say, “Now watch me,” as she took him into her mouth and swallowed him down to the base. She winked at Apple Bloom as she then drew back, then swallowed him again. Popping him out of her mouth one last time, she said, “Remember to breathe through your nose and relax your throat. Master will love it.” She grabbed Mac’s cock with one hand and placed her other hand on the back of her little sister’s head. Apple Bloom closed her eyes and opened her mouth as Mac was guided in. “Breathe…” said Applejack as his length disappeared past Apple Bloom’s warm, soft lips.

She began to gag as it touched the back of her throat, but Applejack encouraged her. “It’s okay…I know it’s big, just breathe.”

Apple Bloom took a deep breath through her nose and allowed her sister to push the back of her head. After a moment, she felt her lips touch his pubes. She’d done it!

Now filled with new confidence, she began deep-throating him again and again. Mac’s moans became louder and he began to buck his hips. “Apple Bloom…” he breathed.

“Give it to her, Master!” said Applejack as she sat back and watched.

Mac reached up and held his little sister by the head as he moaned and began to unleash his spunk into her throat. “Ahhhhhhhh….!” Bloom shut her eyes tight and swallowed again and again. How much was there?! After what seemed like an eternity, he finally stopped pulsing. Her stomach was filled with his seed as she leaned back and allowed him to fall out of her mouth.

She smiled and rubbed her stomach. “So good…” she whispered. He was still erect as Applejack got up and pushed him to the bed.

“Mah turn!”

**********

Fine stared at the pink mare. She’d been blindfolded, and her hands were tied behind her back while she remained on her knees. Dusty was one of the guards surrounding her, and he said, “Somepony get Brand.”

“I’m here,” said he as he walked up. His face was grim as he stared down at the captive. Then he looked at the guards. “How’d you find her?”

Dusty watched her as he spoke. “She was out in the Forest, near Zecora’s hut. We captured her and brought her here, after making sure we weren’t followed.”

Brand glared at them. “You should have left her there. It was too great a risk bringing her here, and for what?”

Pinkie spoke up for the first time. “I can help you!”

They all turned to her. “How?” Brand asked.

Pinkie turned her face towards the one who had spoken. “I have news about the Caribou you need to hear. But first, I need something.”

Brand snorted. “You’re hardly in a position to bargain, mare. What is it you want?”

Pinkie licked her lips before speaking. “Cock…”

“W…what?”

She shuffled closer to the speaker. “I…need your cock…I can’t help it!”

Brand turned away. “I don’t have time for this. Get rid of her.”

“No!” she screamed. “I hate the Caribou! They enslaved our Princesses, they captured my friends, they treat me like filth! Let me do anything I can to help you!”

Brand spoke over his shoulder. “How could you possibly help us?”

“I can be your spy! I’ve already heard things you need to hear…you'd be surprised at the things you hear while sucking a cock. (Blossom looked at her mother and smiled. Meadow ignored her.)...but the Caribou have changed me. I need sex, all the time now. Just being around all you males without it is torture!” She lay forward until her head was on the ground and her ass stuck straight into the air, exposing her wet marehood. “Please…please help me!”

The sight of the naked, kneeling mare was having its effect on more than a few stallions, Fine included. He blushed and turned away. His wife looked at him but kept her thoughts to herself.

Brand turned back to Pinkie and remained silent, thinking. Finally, he said, “Tell us what you know.”

She sat up and said, “My price…?”

“Not until you tell us.”

Pinkie sighed, grit her teeth and said, “Al..alright. The Caribou are planning a big raid sometime in the next two days. They’re determined to find you all and wipe you out.”

“How do you know this?”

“I…I was servicing the Caribou magistrates while they were speaking about it. What I heard scared me, so that’s why I told my Master. He told me how to find you, and tell you what I know.”

Brand scowled. “Now I know you’re lying. Why would a Caribou help us?”

Pinkie shook her head. “He’s not a Caribou! He’s a pony! It’s Mr. Cake!”

Dusty spoke up. “He’s one of our contacts, Brand.”

“I know that!” He stepped closer to Pinkie. “But he’s never mentioned her.”

Pinkie turned her face towards him. “I was just given to him a week ago.” She smiled underneath her blindfold. “I don’t think my old Master could handle me.”

“Ugh,” said Meadow.

Pinkie turned towards the sound. “Who’s that?”

“Never mind,” said Brand as he cast a scathing look at Meadow. “The less you know the better.”

Pinkie shuffled closer to the big stallion while on her knees, causing her D-cups to jiggle. “I Pinkie-promise I won’t betray any of you.” She licked her lips again. “Now then…about my reward?”

Brand stared down at her for a few moments, then looked up at his guards. “If any of you can stand it, take her out where you found her and…service her. I don’t want to know about it.” He looked at Dusty. “You remain here. We need to discuss what she’s told us.”

Dusty couldn’t keep the look of disappointment off his face as he sighed and said, “Yes, sir.” He turned to the guards. “Make sure she gets back safe.”

If the bulges in their pants were anything to go by, they planned to do that and more.

One came forward and helped her to her hooves. “Come with us, mare.”

Pinkie smiled. “Ooooo! How many of you are going to…take care of me?”

“Just start walking.”

As she was being led away, she yelled over her shoulder, “I meant what I said! I want to help you all!”

“Get her out of here!” shouted Brand. Two of the guards took her by her upper arms and hurried her out of the campsite, while one more followed.

Brand looked around at all the ponies. “Get ready to move, all of you. This place isn’t safe anymore.”

**********

About an hour into the walk, the guards stopped and took off her blindfold. They were in a clearing, still another half hour away from Ponyville. Pinkie blinked and looked around.

“Only three of you?” She pouted. “I was hoping for more.” She fell to her knees with her hands still tied behind her back. “Alright, boys! Who’s first?”

The stallions all looked at each other, too embarrassed to make the first move. While they had all been spared the worst of the Caribou mind magic, they were still males, and here was a more than willing female.

Pinkie smiled. “Aww, you’re all shy! No need…” She shuffled forward to the closest one while he stared down at her huge breasts. “If you untie my hands, I can help you decide.”

They all swallowed nervously, then the closest one put his spear down and untied her hands. She stretched like a cat and said, “Ahh! That’s better! Now let me do all the work…”

She reached up to the one who had untied her and ran her hands up his legs, stopping at his crotch. “Oooo…now that’s a healthy package! Is that for me?” She used her teeth to grab the waist of his trousers and slowly pull until they came unbuttoned. Then, she slid them down as his cock popped up and into her face. “That looks delicious! May I taste it?” Without waiting for an answer she leaned forward and licked him from base to tip. “Ahhhh…” she moaned. “So tasty…” She stuck her tongue into the bead of precum that had formed and pulled her head back, allowing it to dangle from the tip to her mouth. Then she smacked her lips. “I think you’re ready.”

She wrapped her soft lips around his head and began deep-throating him, over and over while humming. The vibration of her throat against his cock caused him to cry out and buck his hips.

The other two watched this with growing pressure. They put their weapons down and started rubbing their own crotches when Pinkie noticed. She motioned them forward while still bobbing on the first one. Taking her mouth off the cock in front of her, she moaned, “Lie down, Master. Don’t be shy.” He pulled his pants down and lay next to her, while she moved over and straddled him. Placing her hot, wet pussy above him she sat down and impaled herself on him and began bouncing. Taking her mouth off the cock one more time, she said, “Take my ass, Master!” to the third one. But he shook his head. No way he was going to get his dick that close to another stallion! Pinkie was saved from protesting when the first stallion began to unload his sperm into her throat. She then finished off the one beneath her as he cried out in his orgasm, and her cries echoed his.

“Yes! That’s it! Give me more!” As he began to wilt inside her, she pulled off him with a soft *pop* and crawled over to the third one. “Now it's your turn, big boy!” She pulled his pants down and began slobbering all over his dick. Once it was wet and sopping, she turned around and spread her ass cheeks. He positioned himself behind her and lined himself up with her asshole. Pinkie spread her legs and placed her head upon the ground. “All of it! Fill me up!” He gave a loud grunt as he slid into her, then began pumping. “More! Faster!” she cried. Her breasts jiggled as she was rocked back and forth. He fell into a rhythm as he pulled his huge cock, still glistening with her saliva, slowly out to the tip, then slammed himself home. She squealed with pleasure each time he did so, then her eyes rolled up in her head and her tongue lolled out. "So...hard...in my...ass! More, Master!" she managed to squeak.

She was close, as he reached forward, grabbed a double handful of tits and relentlessly pounded her, while the others watched with half-closed eyes.

“I’m…I’m cumming!” he cried as he fully hilted himself and began to spasm. Pinkie tightened herself down on his cock and screamed as he shot load after load into her soft ass. Breathing deeply, she sighed as they both came down. Finally, he wearily pulled himself free as his seed leaked out of her ass.

“Th…thank you, Masters,” breathed she.

A strange voice said, "And thank you, mare."

All the ponies' heads snapped in that direction, to see three Caribou soldiers standing there in the moonlight.