Chapters My eyes opened up slowly. The morning sun had hit them causing me to stir. I checked my surroundings in a dazed, “I don’t know where the fuck I am” states. Hey, where's Amethyst? I was so used to waking up in her hooves.
I heard the shower running upstairs so I could infer where she was. I got up groggily, trying to get both my eyelids up. My right was stuck partially closed so I tried opening it manually. It felt crusty. I looked down at my now sticky, right hand to realize I had somehow gotten Amethyst’s pussy juice all the way up on my eyelid from last night's fun.
Damn... I was dirty, and I smelled like a sweaty stallion on top of the musky, mare scent already present. It seemed auspicious to take a shower. I got to the door of the bathroom after climbing the stairs to peek in at Amethyst inside. She was hoofing herself already, leaning on the outside of the tub with the shower running wastefully. Just how big was this mare’s sexual appetite?
“You know our water bill’s gonna be out of control now,” I teased in the doorway. Amethyst squeaked with surprise.
“John! I mean, Human!” she retorted, “don’t scare me like that!” Based on the tone she was giving me I’d say I caught her just a little before she came.
“I thought I’d join you,” I replied not paying much attention to her mood. She gave an exaggerated huff.
“Fine, let’s get you clean Human,” she said while extending her hoof to grant me entrance to the tub. We both were inside now, and it was cramped with both of us in here. I considered making myself useful by taking the shampoo bottle and lathering her mane up. “I thought I said I was cleaning you up,” she said with her eyes closed in the pleasure of my fingers’ work. Continuing with the wash, I lathered up her coat and took another dollop of shampoo to get her tail until I led her directly under the water. The sud-covering rinsed off revealing her beautiful, violet mane which hung like the sexy, wet hair I’ve seen Rarity with. It was now her turn to wash me. Amethyst instructed me to turn around with my backside facing her. Her gentle hoof starting on the small of my back and descending down atop my ass. She did some lathering circles around each cheek before ordering me to bend over. With my stiff morning joints I didn’t really feel like it, but I’ve never been majorly punished yet, and I don’t intend on finding out what she has in store for a disobedient stallion.
I bent down, presenting my male goodies from the backside. She lathered my private areas on down. Then she rinsed them down by aiming the shower head. I decided that she was done so I raised my upper body resulting in an annoyed hoof bending me over again till I leaned my body back down again. “Not yet human,” she said, “I didn’t get to have my fun.” SMACK! Amethyst's hoof collided with my ass leaving a stinging red hoof mark. I grimaced and gave a little whine. Another came down on my other cheek even harder this time.
“That hurts mistress” I complained in protest.
“Don’t be such a baby,” she huffed like she was my older sibling, “ I barely touched you.” Not letting it get to me I let her hit my butt another few times and had her finish the rest of my wash up. We stepped out and finished our morning routines. I dressed up in a cut off shirt and athletic shorts to give something for Amethyst to look at. I had gotten to the last part of my morning routine, breakfast, when Amethyst came into the kitchen.
“John, do you remember what today is?” she asked. I shrugged, not really caring.
“It’s the day we first met when you were with Twilight getting your orientation to Ponyville,” Amethyst continued.
“Oh, that was when we shared a table at CafeHay,” I said gaining interest.
“I thought we could go again as our one year anniversary,” she suggested. I shook my head yes, but I was a little surprised at the sudden allowance to decide if we would go somewhere. She must have thought this up to just to please me. Aww… I shouldn’t be so sappy.
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"Wow, who knew such a little, hick-town restaurant would have such good hay fries", I was just thinking to myself as I finished my meal. Being outside while having lunch was just an act I really enjoyed in the summer since you get sights to look at. I surveyed around me, then to the restaurant’s only other guests. Two younger mares, one with an orange mane and blue coat, the other with a blue mane and pink coat, were giggling like teenagers at their table a few away from us.
“I dare you...,” I overheard the blue maned one say to her friend. Celestia knows what those chicks were talking about. I decided to ignore their obnoxious laughter and keep enjoying my time with my special somepony.I glanced over toward Amethyst who had devoured her food much earlier than me and was currently enjoying her dessert. It’s wasn’t shocking to me that she’s a fast eater. She’s taller than most other mares and those performances in the Sister Hooves Social pie eating contest were no joke. Amethyst and her sister on a team spelled trouble for any food within a 1 mile radius. Speaking of her sister, wasn’t she supposed to stay with us over night since her parents were gone today?
“Hey Amethyst,” I said breaking her focus on her sundae, “aren’t we supposed to pick up Dinky today from school?” She went blank for a moment before gasping.
“Shit, what time is it?” I heard her panic out. I was already squinting at the clock tower a good distance away that was currently reading 2:45.
“2:45,” I informed her. She put her head down, giving a sigh of relief.
“She gets out in fifteen minutes,” she announced feeling more collected, “we still have enough time to walk over so I’ll just leave my bits on the table, and we can leave now.” I raised my arm to get the mustached waiter’s attention. He walked over giving us the bill. She left the bits on the table before adding, “I’m gonna use the mare’s room before we go pick up Dinky.”
“If you want to tease us with that ass of yours you might as well come home with us too, human” she flirted with narrowed, glinting eyes and devilish smirk. So that’s what her friend dared her to do… I was still lost for words at the ass hoofing I had just received. In the corner of my eye, I could see that Amethyst must have trotted out of the restaurant from the mare’s room during the incident, seeing it happen. She cleared her throat loudly grabbing the attention of the two ponies. Uh-Oh...
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During the walk to the schoolhouse I wondered about the cost of hospital bills in Equestria for a broken nose. Seeing that bitch getting cracked across the face was pretty damn entertaining, but I hoped that leaving myself so easily susceptible to harassment wasn’t something
“You can’t keep dressing like a slut, or you’re gonna get keep getting harassed,” Amethyst said distastefully, “it’s like you’re asking to be raped.” I rolled my eyes thinking about how silly some of the these role reversal parallels were getting. That little altercation had made us late with only a few minutes to get to the school. I was getting nervous with the sight of a lot of other foals walking home.
“Hello Mister Human!”, she greeted me while smiling, ”Hey Star!”
“Hey Dinky, Mom and Dad told me to pick you up, remember,” started Amethyst, “ they’re going to Canterlot today.”
“Awww... come on sis,” she protested, “me and my friends were gonna have that sleep over tonight we were talking about.” Amethyst groaned in annoyance.
“I stressed out coming to get you for nothing...,” Amethyst said. “At least be back before Mom and Dad tomorrow, and no screwing around with colts,” instructed Amethyst.
“You bet!” returned Dinky as she scampered away. I watched her tag up again with her friends across the yard. Amethyst looked to me while we stood next to the school gate.
“Well, while we’re here we can always see Cheerilee,” she suggested, “I haven’t seen her in forever, and she has to get lonely after the school day with no special somepony.” Why the hell not? We took our time going up to the schoolhouse and slowly opened the door to reveal Cherilee, alone and studying the papers on her desk.
“Featherweight, I thought I told you I’m not raising your F to an A,” Cheerilee stated with huff while not looking up, “you need to stu…” She looked up and stopped herself. “Oh Amethyst!” she greeted in embarrassment, “and uhh…”
“John,” I spoke. She waved her hoof and smiled.
“What’s up,” Amethyst saluted back, “It’s been awhile.” They continued shooting the shit over the usual stuff. You know, the “how about this weather” spiel. Things were pretty mundane until they brought me up.
“So I’ve heard about all these humans such as yourself,” Cheerilee commented, “that portal business sounds pretty risky.” She went on asking the frequently asked questions all about the human race. I noticed while going on that Amethyst was pretty fed up with hearing me go over all my Earth shit for the hundredth time.
“Ask him about how genders work over there,” Amethyst cut in to add a little curve ball. I looked over to Cheerilee who had chuckled, signalling me to explain.
“Oh, on Earth,” I told her, “guys… or stallions are actually the dominant gender.” Amethyst cracked up at that.
“Can you believe that,” she said laughing, “even though he’s like a mare in his world, he’s not even bothered that I trained him!” I went wide eyed at that bit. “Training” was definitely not an appropriate subject to bring up in a schoolhouse. After all, training makes up the rules and practice a stallion follows for pleasing his mare when having female dominant sex. Amethyst brought a hoof to her mouth realizing she gave too much information. I turned to Cheerilee to gauge her reaction over my marefriend’s cringe worthy outburst. An awkward silence fell on the room for a good time.
“You know,” Cheerilee said cautiously, breaking the silence, “I’ve heard about some rumors about some mares training human stallions.” Not knowing what to say, I waited for her to continue. “I heard they can be really good with their… fingers,” Cheerilee whispered the last part about fingers and blushed. “Maybe your stallion can show off some of the techniques you’ve taught him with his?” Cheerilee suggested, only blushing even harder. Holy shit... I would’ve never guessed that a grade school, pony teacher would be kinky enough to even bring up having interspecies sex, let alone wanting to watch it happen in her classroom.
“We might need a little room on that desk, if you don’t mind,” Amethyst responded. She couldn’t be serious. I tried to pinch myself out of the dream I must have been having. It was then that I learned how Cheerilee doesn’t fuck around. Her left hoof landed down on her desk swiping across the desk’s length knocking her papers, a few bins, pencils, and an apple onto the floor below. Amethyst looked to me giving an encouraging smirk, then climbed on the desk to lay on her back with her nethers pointing off the edge, facing me. Both mares looked at me expectantly.
“Human, use your fingers,” Amethyst ordered. My pulse was beating rapidly, and the sheer kinkiness of the situation had me sweating. I approached my mare and griped her rear legs, massaging them. Stroking them up and down, trying to get her stimulated enough before I did any entering. I made my way down to the inside of her thighs and gave my signature rubbing, doing new strokes from her knee to just above her folds.
Cheerilee was now sitting in her chair, getting a full view of the scene happening. To my unending shame, I was sporting a rock hard erection, making my shorts into a tent, and standing upright put it in full view for both mares to see.
“Human, I’m ready,” Amethyst called upon me to continue further. I brought down my hands to rub just outside of her entrance. “Oooooo,” she cooed in encouragement. I decided to make contact with her marehood, tracing all the way up to the over her clit. I held my left finger and thumb to hold the folds around her nub. The stimulation caused her to wink her pussy lips, allowing for her liquid arousal to trickle out.
“Enough teasing,” she desperately moaned out. My right middle finger made its way into her tunnel, and my left hand went to her tummy where I began to rub circles. I could see Cheerilee’s mouth hanging agape at my work so far. Amethyst was currently making an O face the at the sensation . My ring finger now accompanied my middle finger inside of Amethyst. I started to make a come hither motion, in order to find the elusive G-spot.
My mission was a success once I earned a strong buck of Amethyst hips followed by several moans. I continued my ministrations for a good moment until her eyes rolled up to the top of her head. Her tongue lolled out of her mouth with some drool attached to it, and a familiar spasming of her hips followed by the clenching on my fingers let me know what was going to happen. Her orgasm caused her to squirt, drenching my wrist in her fluid. The gushing of her mare cum was followed by the names of different monsters in Tartarus being screamed which had to be Equestrian obscenities.
“Aww, is it over,” complained Cheerilee. Amethyst was trying to get some footing underneath her forelegs to sit up. I slipped out my hands from her marehood causing her to give a squeak. Feeling like the slutty stallion that I was, I took my drenched hand up to my mouth to clean it totally off with my tongue. Both of them watched in amazement at the sight. Amethyst stared, proud, and Cheerilee had no choice but to start masturbating there on the spot with her hoof after seeing something so arousing. Amethyst couldn’t just leave her friend hanging with nothing more to hoof off to.
“Cheerilee, do you have one of your dog’s leashes in here by chance?” Amethyst hinted to Cheerilee of her plan. Cheerilee brought her free hoof to the main desk drawer where she grabbed a blue, nylon, dog leash and handed it to Amethyst. Her horn lit up as she placed it around my neck. Next, she used magic to bind my wrists behind my back and tighten the dog leash. My entire body became surrounded by her magical aura. After a flash, my clothes teleported themselves to the other side of the room.
“Human, rut me,” she commanded. She still laid upon the desk, but now she held the end of my leash in her grasp. I skillfully aimed my cock head at her entrance and penetrated, gritting my teeth in the process. How could I last more than a minute without cumming like this? I threw my head up to the roof to yell out her name. I had to keep myself at a slower pace if I wanted to last and not cum immediately. Slowly, I pumped in and out, taking time to focus on her walls squeezing on my length. “Did I say slow, Human?” Amethyst questioned.
“No, Mistress,” I replied back in fear.
“Then fuck me like you mean it!” she shouted while pulling hard on my leash to show she meant business. I picked up my pace to a speed I couldn’t last much longer at.
“Mistress, I-I can’t I’m close,” I whined in distress.
“If you cum before I let you, then I’ll beat you an inch from your life, bitch!” she warned me. I attempted to think about anything to take my attention away from cumming, but I still had to maintain speed. Doing this hands free wasn’t making it easier either. Hardly able to focus on anything except the pressure building up in the base of my cock, I noticed Cheerilee was giving off laboured breaths and grunts. She was close like me.
My own breathing was getting ragged as well, especially when I locked eyes with Amethyst after having them closed for so long in intense concentration. She was giving me her death glare that made me realize how close I was to being in serious trouble. I had no choice but to slow down to a snail pace so I wouldn’t cum. She responded by pulling on my leash again until I was a few inches in front of her face. Her free hoof hit my side, just above my floating ribs, with the force of a truck, putting me in intense pain. Sure, it wasn’t good, but It was better than finding out what she would do if I came too early.
“What did I tell you?” she yelled at me between her grunts and my vocal agony from her hit.
“I’m sorry mis-,” I said before I was cut off.
“Shut your mouth!” she interjected at me before loosening her pull on my leash. I leaned back again, continuing my pace but not cumming. Cheerilee let out her loudest cry yet, grabbinng my attention for me to look and see her legs clench up around her hoof in orgasm. To my relief, Amethyst's thighs were super heated and blushed signalling her closeness. “You may cum, Human,” she allowed. We climaxed roughly at the same time, mixing our carnal juices together in orgasmic bliss.
I woke up on Amethyst’s bed with a blanket and on me and note written on the nightstand.
P.S. Sorry for the bruise on your side.
Love,
A visit to Lyra's
The coffee was boiling hot as I was trying to sip it. I didn’t really care if it was burning my mouth though, because it was like a gift straight from Celestia. Starting off a day like this was always a treat for a non-morning person such as myself. It felt great to enjoy things from my previous life at the breakfast table..
“Hey, you did great on this stuff like usual,” I gave Amethyst praise. Amethyst chuckled in the kitchen chair while reading one of her magazines mailed from canterlot.
“Good as usual, hun? It didn’t taste different or anything?”
“Uh no… wait, what do you mean?” I eyed her suspiciously. She just shrugged it off.
“Nothing”
I still didn’t lose my questioning look, but I went back to sipping. I don’t trust her with shit like that. Star will pull pranks on you like Rainbow Dash. I decided to give her the benefit of the doubt anyway. It tasted like any other coffee too.
“What time are we seeing Lyra today?” I was still a little apprehensive about meeting her formally for the first time. “You know that pony eyes me like a hawk, right?” I was starting, “She seems like a creep, hun.” I think anybody would say that about her with her intense stares and… lip licking… *shudder*
“What makes it different from me, John? I don’t even know if she likes humans... Sexually I mean. Well, actually she probably does want to have her way with one of your kind now that I think about it, but that’s not the point. She’s just curious and wants to know you, and so what if she likes you like that? I like humans too.”
“Yeah I’m fine with a pony with a human fetish, but… what we have is consensual. Lyra is that type to pick you up in a white van,” I tried to explain my concerns.
“What in tartarus is a white van? Okay, hold on… we’re seeing her, and I don’t care. Just be ready in fifteen minutes…”
‘I freaking hate walking. Why does Lyra live all the way on the opposite side of town,’ I was just bitching to myself for the most part on the way there. We got to the front door of the small two story that didn’t really look like a rapist would live in. Amethyst raised her hoof to the pink door while I stood to the left of her. Just before she made contact on the door’s surface, she paused and turned around.
“Heh, I almost forgot.”
And with that, she started rubbing her hoof all over the crotch of my pants.
“What the hell are you doing?” I was confused and backed into the side of the house while reflexively trying to protect my crotch that was being assaulted.
“Jeez… will you stop it”
Amethyst just swatted away my hands with her hoof and continued with the treatment. Even though I tried to squirm, I couldn’t help getting hard at the feeling. My stiffy was starting to form and make my pants a little tighter. When I looked away from the hoof at my dick, I stared at her face that was in intense concentration. She was biting her lower lip, but not in seduction, in focus. A smile formed on her clenched teeth as she saw me harden up, making a tent. Now at full mast she went to knock at the door.
“What was that all about, horn head? Now I have to get it back down before Lyra notices,” I was just playing around, but I was still a little annoyed.
“Oh, that thing won’t be going down for a while. Especially with that coffee you drank.”
“Amethyst! What did you do to it?” I was now salty.
“There might have been a crushed pill in it… and that pill might have been for… *cough* *cough* ED.”
“Are you serious? I was trying as hard as possible not to yell. Just to make me even more frustrated, she rang the doorbell in hopes to beckon Lyra faster and started dying from laughter at my predicament. I adjusted my cock sideways in my shorts to try my best at concealing it, and I put a hand in my pocket. As the door opened, I changed into my fake, greeting smile.
“Oh, hello Ameth-,” Lyra had started but stopped once she saw me. She had to have been shocked to see me so close for the first time. Now, the rapist pony was jaw-dropped and wide-eyed. “Hu-human! No, I-I-I mean… Uh, HiI’mLyraAndI’mYourBiggestFan! Le-Let’s be friends. No, I-I mean hello!” Lyra’s outburst made me flinch. Noticing my reaction and startled expression, Lyra sighed heavily and looked dejected. “I’m sorry,” she seemed a little more relaxed now after her release, and she approached me. I stood my ground in a little bit of fear, but i was taken aback at Lyra’s gesture.
The unicorn lifted her hoof up to my waist level to shake my hand. I granted the pony some sympathy after she embarrassed herself. When I took my hand out to shake her hoof, I had forgotten about my erection, and the absence of my hand holding it in place let it slide back in the confines of the shorts I was wearing to an obvious position. Lyra gasped as the feeling of my hand came onto her hoof. I smiled a bit at the surprisingly charming nature of the mare.
Her color was just such eye candy, and her mane was the same styling as my mare friend’s. How could I make such a 180 on my feeling for a mare? Could I really say that I found her attractive in such a short time? Still I hadn’t come to realise that my boner was poking out, but the sensation of my hand had Lyra distracted and not eyeing my crotch. Amethyst unintentionally saved me when she spoke up.
“Ha! John, I told you to she was a nice pony. Let’s go inside.”
Lyra turned around and guided us into her home. It was just about like every other home in Ponyville: two stories, modest but not a slum, and cream colored with dark brown trim. We stood in the living room after following Lyra. The room covered in a cream carpet with light green furniture matching Lyra’s coat.
“You two make yourselves at home while I get these cookies out of the oven,” Lyra practically sang as she went into the kitchen while me and Amethyst looked around. She must have been so happy to have a human in her house. Me and Amethyst were each situated in an armchair leaving the remaining chair open for Lyra. I sat down a little too rough and tipped the chair slightly backwards. Of course, I just had to loose my balance and fall all the way back on the floor.
The chair dumped me out and left my body down to my lower legs to rest on the floor. Stars had exploded in my vision, and I found that I could only move my head around in a dazed manner. I landed just in the line of sight of the archway that led into the other rooms where Lyra had gone.
“John! What was that? Are you oka…”
Amethyst stopped when she saw my boner sticking straight up in the air after falling on my back. She realized that her scheme of humiliation for me was going to go perfect once she heard Lyra’s hooves clopping, giving away her location as she entered the living room from the kitchen. She had a tray of cookies in her mouth with an oven mit sandwiched between her mouth and the hot tray. Surveying the scene after she heard something fall, Lyra spotted me down on my back. Her jaw dropped for a second time today as she didn’t just witness a fallen human, but a fallen human sporting a massive boner.
My eyes went into focus past my manhood and at Lyra’s face. The cookie pan clanged with a loud metallic resonance once it collided with the floor. The left side of her face twitched and her eyes were open like saucers. Amethyst came up to my side opposite of Lyra and tsked.
“Bad boy! You can’t show ponies your stallionhood like that. And look what you did. You made Lyra drop her cookies from doing that too. Naughty human!”
“B-but I-,” I was trying to stammer out to Lyra that I wasn’t responsible how while Amethyst was returning me a smile like a conniving bastard she sometimes was. Neither of us could have guessed what would’ve happened next when Lyra charged me and sat on top of my abdomen.
“Ooohoohoo… What a dirty, sluty stallion,” Lyra was staring into my soul while she talked. She licked her lips slowly and brought her mouth onto mine. Her tongue didn’t have much trouble getting past my weakly resistant mouth. I could taste her sweet saliva mixing inside my palate and the texture of her pony tongue was like velvet. She broke the kiss and bit my lower lip and chin
“Lyra, this dirty human needs to be punished! Teach him a lesson about exposing himself!”
“Grrr…” Lyra actually growled at me, and the predatory fire in her eyes somehow got more intense. Her hips suddenly started roughly dry humping me through my shorts. “Bad boy!” she started, “bad stallions get taught a lesson.” She was dry fucking me in such a sporadic way while giving grunts and grimaces, it was could only be described as animalistic. A smell was reaching into to my nostrils that had to be the lust of a dripping wet mare.
“I don’t think that our stallion’s mouth should go unused, Lyra. Maybe you should put him to work.”
Lyra paused. Her rear legs raised and inched up to where her crotch was positioned over my head. Her pussy came down onto my face and smothered me. She winked at the sensation while leaking out some of her juices. My nose was buried along with my mouth into her snatch and my vision was snuffed out by the area just below her teats. All I could smell, taste, and see was mare.
Another wink from her gave me the incentive to really work my tongue inside. “Aaaahhhhhhaahah!” Lyra was moaning louder than I thought possible at my licks. My tongue licked every bit of surface area clean inside of her. I took hold of her thighs and pull down onto my face to really get my tongue deeper. In response, Lyra’s humping returned. At this speed, I was essentially being face fucked as her marehood dragged over my mouth and nose.
Her thighs were hot and blushed as my hands caressed them. A sudden on rush of muscle spasms on top of my face let loose with her orgasm. I decided not to breath or choke from the large amount of fluid being released on my face. “Yessssssssss,” Lyra hissed in satisfaction. She collapsed down above my head onto her forelegs in the afterglow of an intense orgasm. My marefriend came to me with a smile that told of her pride for her human’s work.
“Lyra, I think it’s time for the main course.”
Amethyst sat on her haunches next to my waist on my right and had Lyra join her on the left of me. I decided to sit up as the two mares overshadowed me with my back against the chair. Lyra had her eyes focused down onto my protruding erection.
“Take off his shorts and see.”
I took off my shirt by myself while Lyra’s probing hoof came to my waist band. She pulled down and the v shape of my crotch along with the base of my cock became exposed. They both took hold after Lyra had some trouble getting it down, and my dick bounced out.
“Wow, it’s so cool!” Lyra exclaimed and started to touch it with her soft pony hoof. I groaned at the touch. Amethyst joined her by stroking her hoof on my balls. They both were grinning and stroking up and down the length of my shaft. Lyra must have been feeling adventurous when her tongue extended out and licked up the side of my glans. I moaned out once both mare had started to bathe my cock with their tongues. Both tongues went from bottom to top and made sure to get any precum that formed on the tip.
“Mistress, I think I’m-” I was trying to say before Amethyst interjected.
“Cum. on our faces.”
My cock splattered Lyra’s muzzle with at least three good sized ropes my cum as she tried to collect it in her mouth. Amethyst’s cheek and eyelid were covered in a volley of cum that made her flutter her eye from the cum trickling down her face. They proceeded to collect the cum off each other’s faces thoroughly till there was nothing left outside of their mouths. Finally, both mares swallowed and showed me their empty palettes. I was absolutely spent.
“Now it’s my turn.”
Amethyst got on me and straddled my hips. She aimed my still too sensitive cock and plunged downward. I screamed out from the intensity. My crotch was being pounded with her frame riding on top of mine.
“Slutty stallions like you all want it. You all want to be fucked and put in your place, don’t you?”
“Amethyst, I still don’t think he’s going to learn from only that. Maybe be a little meaner for this slut, huh?” Lyra suggested to Amethyst. Lyra watched from just over a few inches away on my left still. Amethyst’s grin got wider until it was almost like Lyra’s and a plan formulated in her mind.
“You’re right. I think he’ll get ten then.”
Ten? Ten wha-? Her right hoof came rocked the left side of my body with a hit.
“Yeaeaoooow!” I could only screech out as she gave me my beating.
“One.”
She managed to get the same spot where she hit me at the schoolhouse. I swear I saw the bruise there go from brown to purple with the next hits.
“Two. Three. Four. Five.”
I grunted and squealed in pain each time her hoof hit me. I started to feel my eyes water from the pain. She missed and focused on different areas with each hit past number five, but she went harder, granting me what would probably become another bruise tomorrow each time.
“Six. Seven. Eight. Nine. TEN!”
The last hit was brutal and forced me to shed a single tear in pain at the force which Amethyst hit me. My cock was still buried inside of her, and my hips were still being assaulted with the same ferocity. I saw that Lyra was now rubbing circles on her slit during the show that we were giving her.
“Crying? Really? You’re just lucky I’m letting you breath right now.”
Amethyst’s hooves were up on my collar bones and she was practically forcing me downward onto the floor.
“Look at you, pleasing your mistress like such a good boy now.”
I started to hump back into her depths while she rode on top. The refractory period was gone on me, and I was preparing to cum again inside of her. Without her permission I let loose with my load painting her womb white with cum. She started to slow down and her evil smile was replaced with a hateful expression.
“Did you just fucking cum without my permission?”
In my afterglow haze I was having trouble even comprehending what she was saying, but she pulled off from on top of me. I watched as my cum leaked out from her entrance, making a wet popping sound as she dismounted. Amethyst walked over to the cookie pan that was left on the floor.
“Lyra do you mind?”
“Not at all,” Lyra stated, knowing what she was hinting at. My body was telekinetically lifted so my rear end faced toward the two mares and upper body was on the chair. I looked behind to find that Lyra was now holding the pan with her magic. She swung it toward my ass, careening into my right cheek. An insanely loud smack emanated from the hit, echoing throughout the room. Lyra felt pressed to ask, “how many does he need?”
“As many as you want.”
Two more times, the pan hit me like a makeshift paddle. Each left a larger stinging red mark on my butt.
“Please, I’ve learned my lesson, Mistress Lyra!” was all I could get out from the pain.
“If you want me to stop then I need you tell me how much you love being fucked by mares, how we own you, how you love it when we punish you,” Lyra gave the option while she pounded me a few more times.
“Yes! I love mares that fuck me like a slutty stallion. I love it when you hit me. I want you to make me yours,” I was begging like a little bitch for my new mistress to stop. Lyra stopped the hitting and went up to my face to give it a little kiss.
“There I think you learned your lesson…”
We were walking back to our house now. Fortunately, it was now night, so no one would be giving me weird looks from the bruises I had without my shirt on. Amethyst held my hand gingerly in my mouth to lead.
“So did you have fun tonight with Lyra? I told you she wasn’t that bad,” she asked once letting my hand out her mouth.
I gave a harumph as a yes.
“So… I was wondering if you’d be up for another round at her house this weekend. Maybe this time she won’t drop those cookies like today… hehe.”
Did I want to come back to a place where I was fucked like an animal? Where just about every fiber of my being had become sore. My ribs have to have had a dozen bruises, my ass was probably still red, and my dick had been used excessively. Would I still want to come back?
I gave her my obvious answer in the wake of my abuse when I said, “Just make sure you have some different things to hit me with this time. The cookie sheet was pretty creative, but I’d prefer a regular paddle.”
It’s not like I forgot about how horses were back on Earth. You know, how they wore their bridles and whinnied. They were just animals who aimed to please for their masters, and at the moment, there wasn’t much of a difference between those of the human world and Amethyst. I was still letting her speak to add to the fun, but you can get the gist of what I was doing.
I was looking at my new pet horsie outside of the window. She was tied up to a post by her bridles and given a few yards of slack. I let her out to use the potty, and hopefully humiliate her as much as possible by the stares being given by some of the mares and stallions walking by. I watched as she waited for the coast to be clear for any ponies walking by before she did her business outside. Satisfied with her, I stepped to the door and opened it up to see my horse, Amethyst.
“Good job, girl!”
Amethyst gave a snort just like an Earth horse and stood there waiting for me to untie her. Undoing the tie on the post that kept her bridles, I grabbed hold to the straps on her face. The bridles that I bought were from the Fillydelphia sex shop, and they were only made for the larger muzzle of a stallion, hence their loose fit. I guess there wasn’t even a market for stallions dominating mares in this society’s list of norms.
I lead her into the house to get situated. I sat down on the living room couch with her standing next to me. Her head was in my lap, and I stroked her mane like a good pony.
“Such a cute, little, pet horsie... would you like a sugarcube?”
“Yes master, please,” Amethyst was playing perfectly into her character. I didn’t actually expect her to enjoy being a sub so much. I took a sugarcube from my pocket, presenting it to her in my palm.
“Here you go, pet.”
She took it from my hand whilst making sure to get every bit off of my palm covered by her tongue’s width. Next, my her mouth came down on each of my fingers. She sucked them clean and whinnied her pleasure at the texture of my human hand. I returned my pleasure with scratches behind her ears.
Adding to the sexual tension in the room, I slowly undid my belt. She looked me in the eyes with clear apprehension. I chuckled evilly at this. So many times where she’s in control, (all the time actually) I’m left to an uncertain future for the punishment and acts that I’m to perform, and it was giving me such a power high for me to finally dominate my mare.
To add a little shock for her, I firmly took hold of her horn. She gasped at my roughness. I undid my button and zipper with my free hand to let my hardon flop out and boop her on the nose. Amethyst went cross-eyed staring at my cock that was resting on her snout.
“Now suck.”
It didn’t even matter whether I gave the command or not, because my horn-holding hand forced her mouth on my cock. I had her take my length all the way down to the base with ferocity. The bridle’s metal links clanked, and Amethyst’s Throat made the most satisfying “Grk” sound. I held her head all the way down for several seconds.
“Mmmm, MMMMM!” Amethyst’s panicked but muffled yells filled my ears with joy. Her eyes that once were apprehensive, looked downright terrified. I took a new hold with both of my hands on either side of her head. With reckless abandon, I brought her head up and down my shaft. I face fucked her mouth enough for tears to start forming in the corner of her eyes. She probably couldn’t breath all too well. Actually, that gave me a idea.
My hands released her struggling head. She started to bitch like a bad horsie, “*cough* Warn me next time you start doing shit li…”
“*Smack* Shut up, bitch.”
Amethyst didn’t even say anything back. She was just too shocked that I slapped her so hard. Dang, I must’ve been a little more rough than I thought as I saw a red mark through her fur on her face.
“Get to the bedroom!”
I said it like an abusive owner. I stripped down as she left to go on the bed. I only took my belt with me as I followed her in. She got up and stood there unsure of what to do on top. Frustrated with her uncertainty, I came from behind and pushed her head down into the mattress and pulled her still raised hips toward the edge on the bed. Amethyst gave an out-of-character squeak.
“I don’t like you talking without my permission, and new rule, horse. You thank me each time I hit you.”
With the belt in my hand, I swung it against her raised flanks and hit.
“Thank you, master,” I was satisfied with that. I kept it up for a few minutes till her ass was a raw as I could get it without breaking the skin. She reluctantly thanked me each time she received her abuse. I was bored so I raised my dick up to her awaiting marehood, but I halted, almost forgetting my plan from earlier.
I took my handy belt and wrapped it around of Amethyst’s neck. I gave it a tug to test its security and to hear some labored breaths from her.
“Alright, you fucking slut. You’ll get to breath when I’m satisfied so take a deep breath.”
Before she could even protest or give out a safeword I pulled belt hard enough to block her windpipe. I thrusted in and out of her dripping and winking sex making sure to get my enjoyment. About 40 seconds had passed and Amethyst had to have been in dire need of air. She turned her head and faced me while I fucked her to plead for oxygen.
“If you want to breathe, then keep humping back, horse.”
Frantically, she pushed herself back on my still crotch. A single tear traveled down her left cheek as i released my grip on the belt. Amethyst coughed and gasped for air. I let her get a few solid breaths, but I didn’t have much mercy inside myself. I quickly pulled the belt back and continued slamming her insides. I was approaching my limit so I continued as hard as possible to coat her womb with white.
I felt the familiar pressure in the base of cock and rode the sensation out. My dick exploded inside her with cum and thoroughly pasted her womb. Feeling satisfied, I let her breathe again. I admired my work from a distance during my afterglow. Her pussy was cream-pied and leaking. Her legs still barely held her up and they were quivering in what must have been both an orgasm and exhaustion. And just like that, her rear collapsed on the bed in a final give of consciousness.
While she slept, I remover her bridles and the belt. Even though she was knocked out, I kissed her forehead.
“Good night, Honey.”
I chuckled at the irony while I cuddled with her peaceful form.
“John… come out of there already. We’ve been waiting,” Amethyst was telling me through the closed door of our bedroom that I was hiding in. I was NOT coming out to guests looking like this. Amethyst had dressed me in nothing more than a black cloth apron that concealed my goodies, but my ass hung out, making me look like a real slut.
“Seriously, it’s only four of us, and you already know Lyra and Cheerilee.”
Yeah, she was right, but I’ve never met her boss, Mayor Mare, before this. I thought about my current situation and realized that maybe it was what I should get after having a turn at being the dom. With some of the greatest reluctance I’ve ever had in my mind, I opened the door. Amethyst was on the other side still giving me a reassuring smile. I sighed and let her lead into the living room.
So this was the modest party she had set up, huh? Around the coffee table in the living room sat three mares in a square organization. Cheerilee took the chair on back left, Mayor Mare had taken the back right, Lyra was in the front right, and what was presumably Amethyst’s was empty on the left of me. The three mare’s gazes were latched onto me in my skimpy server’s outfit.
“Okay ladies, this will be our human waiter for the evening.”
Amethyst introduced me to the living room’s inhabitants that gave me a collective warm smile… except for Lyra, whose face couldn’t be more sultry. My marefriend focused on me.
“Would you pour us some drinks, hun?”
I sighed at that prospect, knowing full well somepony was going to “accidentally” drop something for me to pick up in my delivery of the drinks and have me expose myself to a stranger and my two friends. Screw it. I got my platter from the counter in the kitchen and loaded that bitch up. Fully alcoholic cider has my approval.
‘Okay, I’m skipping Lyra till the end though… there’s no telling what she’ll do,’ I was thinking to myself while I made a path beyond Lyra and Mayor Mare to Cheerilee.
“Thank you,” Cheerilee told me, interrupting her own verbal thoughts on the current conversation of boring community planning and education funds. I guess she usually lived up to her name with how nice she was to me; if I was talking to her she would usually be overly courteous. I placed her drink on coffee table in front of her. Mayor mare was next on my run. I put her cider down, and she greeted me.
“Hello, John is it? Mayor Mare,” she let me shake her hoof while talking to me. She wasn’t really focusing on what the other mares were talking about.
“Oh, uh yeah ma’am… er… Mayor,” what the hell should I call her? Next up was Lyra. ‘Please don’t do a bunch of embarrassing shit,’ I thought. I got to her, and of-fucking-course.
“Hmmm… could you turn around so I can feel your butt?” Lyra didn’t give a half of a shit, let alone a full one. If she wanted a piece of me she was going to get it. The conversation stopped and all eyes were on me. I turned to my marefriend who was, incredibly, giving me a stern look at my pause.
“Well, let her.”
I sighed extra loud at Amethyst. My backside was presented to her, and a hoof started to rub my right cheek. I could actually feel the frog of her hoof with how firmly she was pressing. The inhabitants of the little get together looked on at me in what was probably lust and wonder at else they could do to me if they got the chance. Looking behind, Lyra was grinning ear to ear and enjoying life in general it seemed.
“Amethyst… how did you get your human trained so well?” Cheerilee rhetorically asked.
“It surprising, you know. I thought that only Equestrian stallions were able to be made into sex toys like this.” Mayor Mare’s mature voice shared her thoughts.
“Oh jeez, you girls have no idea,” Amethyst was starting up on something that I knew was going to involve me doing something sexual, “he lasts way longer when you ride him, and even though his tongue is smaller than a stallion’s, he makes up for it with his fingers.”
Lyra’s hoof had gone to between my legs, trying to find my sack during the time they were talking. I sheepishly glanced at the 8 eyes that were on me like super glue, and only then did I notice that Lyra’s magic was tugging and working the knot holding my apron on until it fell down on the ground.
“John”
Amethyst beckoned me with her hoof and my name, cutting short the little molestation that Lyra was giving me. Amethyst changed her position on the chair to one that was more human like, pointed to her crotch that was in full view, and commanded me to give her oral satisfaction. I went down and started my work.
All of the mares had yet again stopped talking with what was happening. I didn’t really want to get in trouble and pegged till my ass was torn open so I just continued downward till my nose became buried inside her crotch. With her scent making all of the neurons in my brain go off even faster and making my heart rate increase, I stuck out my tongue, widening it flat and giving a big, long, St. Bernard lick. She petted me for the time that I began my process.
“Good boy. So anyway, I was going to go over my spreadsheets on the town’s spending for-”
I stopped listening to what was being said at that point by her. Was she really just going to go on about shit like I wasn’t eating pussy in front of her boss?
“Yeah… Th… the school board in Canterlot was wondering about the funds going to Ponyville’s elementary, or… something,” Cheerilee was having a pretty hard time focusing.
“Maybe superintendent Snow Drift could… could…” Mayor Mare was struggling for words.
“Okay, I’m fucking horny!” Lyra’s magic lifted the coffee table that was behind me, and she used the space to close in with her chair. I took my mouth off of the leaking snatch that I was giving attention to and looked at Lyra with the strings of mare juice connecting my face to her pussy breaking. She had moved very close to me while situated on her chair with her winking pussy in full view, obviously waiting to be serviced.
“Go help the other mares. I’ll have my fun with you later.”
With Amethyst's instructions I turned my whole body around and came to face my new job. My fingers first worked on the outside of her folds and spread her opening so I could see the insides of her tunnel. My tongue took initiative and worked inside the cavity that I had made larger. Lyra’s hooves forcefully dug in my head to really press me deeper inside of the canal. I was trying to go as deep as I could with my palate already a mix of two mare’s juices. My tongue had somehow managed to go three or four inches out of my mouth. I guess it was all of the practice I get doing this stuff.
“OOooooo,” Lyra stroked my hair and started to loosen up on my head. I used this timing to grab a hold of her thighs to create enough leverage to go in as far as I could. Her hips were twitching at an increasing pace, and finally, her back arched and a small trickle of mare juice came onto my tongue. She kissed me on the forehead and pointed to my next target. During my time, Cheerilee and Mayor Mare had closed in around aswell. They had pushed their chairs close to me for their licking future licking. Amethyst was just idly hoofing herself with eyes half lidded, probably in another world.
I came up to Cheerilee, making bedroom eyes with me the whole time in her seating position that was the same as all the others. I noticed the little line of liquid that had come out and stained the chair with a splotch the size of a quarter figured she was definitely warmed up. Making intense I contact the whole time, I used my tongue to scrape up every bit of mare juice that had come out. I got the strand that had leaked out. I followed with her ponut, making her squeak, and finally got entire length of her cunt. Once at the apex of the lick, her clit was grinded on by my tongue, and her hips involuntarily humped at my jaw.
Forming an idea of what I could do to really satisfy her I said, “just hump back against me.” She took off with that as she essentially face fucked me like a bitch in heat. My rigid tongue was doing all it could do to properly achieve a squirting, pony climax in my mouth. Cheerilee had aimed and adjusted her snatch to have have my tongue go from her entrance to her engorged clit with each thrust. My nose was buried in the purple furred pussy and came back out again to the comparatively cold air every time.
With not much of my oxygen left the convulsing hips gave away her climax. Unfortunately again, there was barely enough liquid that could be called a squirt. Cheerilee’s eyes had rolled up into her head and all I could see were the whites of them. Determined to get a torrent of nectar, I came to my final mare, the mayor.
“Holy fuck!” I looked at the absolutely soaked seat she was on, “your pussy is dripping!” Mayor Mare sheepishly smiled and blushed as hard as a pony could. I used dripping as the word because that’s all I could think of to describe the downpour of fluid that had come out onto her fur and ruined the cushion. Her dry hooves meant that she was just sitting there Idly and leaking like a sieve.
The scent coming off of her was easily the strongest too. With the what had to be the horniest mare in the room about to get my face on her, I decided it was time to bring my hands into play too. I got to work letting my tongue make a criss cross pattern on her clit, and two of my fingers went below my chin to penetrate inside. It was met with her legs locking around my head and her moans.
“It’s been awhile since I’ve had a stallion do this, sorry,” Mayor mare tried apologizing for what I thought was only a way to tell me I was doing good. I just continued on doing the same thing that I had been doing to the musky dripping cunt: fingering and getting her clit stimulated as much as I could just to get her to keep locking up like the bastard that I was.
“I can’t help it,” she was continuing on about how she didn’t mean to as her legs still had a vice grip on the sides of my head. I only smiled while my mouth went on, taking care not to use teeth. My neck had already recieved a few minor squirts of Mayor Mare’s juices to mix with the other three brands that I’d received.
I kicked into overdrive. My fingers searched for the G-spot, and my tongue was in constant swirling on her nub. She was close to cumming, and I knew it had to be a ridiculous squirt with what she had put out so far, and just then, a huge gush of pussy juiced came out and drenched my whole upper body whilst her body spazzed like fish out of water. Who was more satisfied, I don’t know.
I sat back from the work I’d just done mentally patted myself on the back. All four mares had orgasmed, ruined four seats, made my tongue ache like crazy, covered the room in a blanket of musk, and I was going to need at least two showers to get the smell off of me. NICE
I had gotten cleaned up after the mares had left and was sitting on the couch next to my marefriend.
“I’m really proud of what you did today. I think you impressed all my friends.”
Amethyst kissed my cheek in appreciation.
“But… I can’t just have you thinking that you can belong to just any mare. I need to make sure you know I own you.”
I looked at her apprehensively. I not an idiot. That just means she’s going to be unjustifiably rough. She got up and went to the kitchen, and when she got back to her seat, she floated a parcel from the mail with her that must have come sometime yesterday. She put it on the table in front of us and opened that mysterious package.
Out from the brown box, a strap attached to a large rubber dildo came out. I almost pissed in fear.
