Bumbling through my Education

Bumbling through my Education

Bonus Scenes

I want in

Luna looked at the Unicorn mare before her. Her alpha had asked her to accompany Bumble to see this mare, about something she wished to discuss. Apparently the mare was caught off guard at the prospect of speaking before a Princess of Equestria. She cleared her throat, and looked at Bumble.

“Bumble, I believe that we’re more than just friends, I’ve certainly hinted at the prospect of joining your herd, and I’ve spoken to your alpha mare about it. I… Honestly I expected to see her tonight, no offense Your Highness, but it seems irregular to see a mare that isn’t the alpha when it comes to the prospect of another mare joining the herd.

Luna looked at her, smiled and stood. The room was illuminated with a blue glow, and the mare looked at her, “Not to mean offense, but what was that?”

Luna smiled as she began to remove her dress, “That was a sound proofing spell. My Alpha, and yours if you pass, wishes me to test you. You are pleasure Bumble and I. Since your words were, and I quote, ‘I can rut you, and your herdmates, into the ground little filly. I know I can take anything you can dish out, and I can make Bumble and any of your herdmates scream my name.’,” Luna quoted as she finished undressing, walking over to the workstation of the area, finding a harness, and fitting a dildo into it. Naturally she chose the one modeled after Bumble himself, “So, my alpha has decided to see if your claims were valid. If they are, then you may join the herd, if not… Well, we shall see what happens.”

Flagrante Delicto swallowed as she watched Bumble shake slightly. She watched as Luna kissed him, “Bumble, my love, it is okay. I shall begin, and when you are ready you may join us.”

Flagrante stood, and suddenly she felt powerful magic engulf her. Her clothes, her designer top and pants from Rarity for You ripped perfectly down the middle and went to either side. Luna seemed to arch an eyebrow as she realized that Flagrante was not wearing a bra, and only a very skimpy pair of lacy panties. Those cut away, from some unseen force, and fell to the ground. Flagrante felt herself go to her knees.

“Service the cock you are meant to please.”

She licked her lips, her tongue went out, and she began to gently suck the large dildo. She moaned as she felt it slip into her mouth, and then she felt Luna’s hands on her head. She was surprised as the Princess of the Night didn’t simply pull her down onto the cock like some stallion drunk on his power over her, but instead she gently guided her.

She looked up at the Princess and saw the face of authority. There was no doubt in her mind that she would be the lowest on the pecking order if she joined. She felt the dildo at the beginning of her throat and she began to stop.

“Is that all you are able to do?”

Hearing the challenge she forced more into her throat. She felt it stretching her, forcing her to take more until it was sliding down. She worried about not being able to breath, or did until Luna pulled back only to slowly guide it back down her throat. She pulled out and Flagrante coughed a little. She felt the magic directing her again, making her stand up, her breasts touching the table, her tail lifted out of the way, and the giant false phallus was pressing against her tiny tailhole.

“I…” she began until she looked over her shoulder at Luna, at her face, the face of authority that was judging her, “Please, gentle, that is a lot of stallion.”

Luna smiled, “Yes, he is.”

She pressed forward. Flagrante’s eyes widened. She desperately tried to grip something, anything, to help her deal with the fact that her poor tailhole was being stretched to the point of ripping.

“Ngh!” she grunted, and then she felt it, the gentle hands touching her.

“Relax,” and she looked to see Bumble. He was finally undressed, his cock, just as massive as the one in her tailhole was standing proud, and she looked at Luna who made her move. Standing behind her, still pushing deeper into her, Luna forced her to face Bumble. She licked his cock, somehow on an unconscious level she understood this was what was needed. It wasn’t about controlling another pony, it was about giving up control. That was what she desired. She wanted another pony to take the control from her, to make her their toy, to make her their willing slave, and to make her want it again and again.

She went from licking him to sucking him, her mouth opening wide, taking him into herself, and it became apparent to her her that she was a masochist. She was getting off on being used, on being treated like this. Maybe this was the plan all along. To teach her the place in the herd, to show her that she would be welcomed, but that she had to accept what she would be. She blinked her eyes coyishly at him, wanting him to know that she was his. She hadn’t truly wanted foals before, but she did now. She wanted his. She wanted to carry his, give birth to his, she wanted to be his cum dumpster.

It was depraved, it was so against the business professional she was, but it was perfect. This was what she truly wanted. She wanted to be used and abused by him, by his herd, and if he ever told her to she would let their herdmates run a train on her for hours. The minutes ticked by and became an hour, then two. Flagrante felt Luna and Bumble trade places more than a dozen times, and now, finally Bumble was inside of her pussy, Luna was in her tailhole, and she was moaning like a wanton whorse. She finally heard the both of them moan, and she softly heard her name on their lips. She felt Luna collapse on top of her.

“Congratulations, you may court our herd.”

She didn’t trust herself to speak, but she felt Luna’s lips against her ear, “be warned, some of my herdmates appetites are quite more powerful than my own. I believe they may make it to where you are unable to walk for days.”

Flagrante could only smile as felt herself slip off into a well earned sleep.