Celestia, the Broodmare

A spin off mini-story of Bumbling through my Education

Chapter One: Happiness in Servitude

There was something all together wonderful about giving up the confines and struggles of being a ruler. To simply come home, and take on the role of a servant. Today had been especially taxing. To his credit Blueblood helped lay the foundations to ensure that both Luna, and Celestia’s, courtship of Bumble Hooves went unchallenged, but it did little to stop the bickering among the Canterlot Nobility to climb to new heights. Especially since Blueblood himself had removed himself from being eligible by taking the Royal PR Director as his fiancee.

Of course this left Flurry Heart, Princess of the Crystal Empire, but most of the nobility had no patience for the filly to come of marrying age. Instead their squabbles changed tactics, and they began pushing for the removal of any non-Unicorns from Canterlot. Their argument wasn’t different from before, but they seemed less inclined to bend on it. The loss of any eligible Princess as marriage material had seen fit to their decision to become more of a thorn in the sides of said rulers.

So it was with a rather happy sigh that Celestia left the Palace. She had considered moving her herd into the Palace itself, including Bumble’s family, but with the Nobility already being the pains in the rump they were being, well, she had no intention of giving them more of a reason to be even greater pains. Instead the home the herd was using for the time being was fine, and she stepped through the door, along with her contingent of guards, and stretched.

It felt amazing to finally be free, even if that freedom was going to be short lived. She smiled and spoke to Bumble’s mother, happy to know that the mare was quite fine with the size of the herd, and even happier to know that Bumble had made a decision on where to build a home once his schooling was done. It was located in the country, not too far from Luna and her old Castle.

Naturally, if the Everfree were a bit less dangerous she would more than see fit to gifting the Castle to him, and all of their offspring. She made a mental note to do that at a later date. It would take some time, but she believed that it could be possible to make a path into the Everfree up to the Castle. Naturally she’d want to leave as much of the wildlife alone as possible, but it would still be a wonderful gift. She left the mare that was going to officially be her mother-in-law before too long and walked upstairs. The moment she arrived she saw her sister.

She knew that Luna would enjoy this, but she didn’t realize how much Luna enjoyed it. Celestia bowed her head, allowing Luna to place a magic nullifier on her horn. A moment later another of her sister wives, Pina, walked out to her. In her hands was a red bodice that she knew would not cover her breasts, no panties, and her collar. Celestia removed her royal chiton, allowing Luna to fold it to be laundered, and then she began pulling the bodice onto herself. Like she expected her breasts were simply too big to fit into the cups. Pina tapped her hooves.

“You failed to fit into your bodice correctly.”

Celestia wanted to smile, but held back. Pina was going to bring her to her husband, her lover, and her master. It meant that between here and Bumble she was under Pina’s control. She began to step forward until she felt a hand on her shoulder.

“You are forgetting something, broodmare,” Luna’s honey soaked voice whispered sweetly into her ear, “Put on your collar.”

She took the collar, something Luna had enchanted herself, and put it around her neck. The collar changed colors becoming a soft scarlet to match the bodice. She also felt the tingle of magic across her rump, knowing that her sister’s message was now displayed clearly. Even if she was to wear something, anything, it would display the fact that she was the Broodmare for Bumble Hooves.

“Our broodmare needs a fitting punishment for not fitting into her bodice correctly,” Pina said with a smile, “Luna, do you have the toy that Flagrante brought home?”

Celestia felt the tingle of anticipation run down her. She watched as Pina connected a leash to her collar, and she directed her to over to a table.

“Bend over, kneel down, and place your hands flatly against the table.”

She did as she was told, and then she felt the coolness of lube against her tailhole. She couldn’t stand it and she looked back to see a massive plot plug. Her eyes bulged as she watched them near her. Pina noticed her looking and shook her head, “You simply keep insisting that your punishment be more severe don’t you?”

She watched as Pina grabbed a bridle and bit. Her sister wife walked toward her, looked at her, and smiled.

“Open your mouth.”

She did, and she felt the faux leather bar being seated toward the back of her mouth. She felt the bridle being attached to her to keep the bit in place, and then she tapped her hoof, “Your punishment isn’t the bridle, or the bit, I know you like them, it’s being unable to suck Bumble’s cock. You will have to earn that tonight. And you will do so once we enter. Now, relax.”

She closed her eyes, felt the pressure of something at her tailhole, and then she felt it starting to slip in. It was short, egg shaped, and wide, but a far cry from undoable. She felt it move snuggly into her rectum, Her tail now higher than it had been, and then she felt a slap on her rump. She let out a soft moan.

“I believe our sister wife desires a good rutting,” Luna said.

She felt a finger gently run down her slit, stopping just before her winking nub, “Yes, she is desiring our husband. Perhaps we should keep her to ourselves for a bit longer. Tell me Pina, would you enjoy watching her moan through that bit as you ravished her?”

Celestia watched as Pina disappeared from in front of her, and she heard the sound of a wardrobe opening. Soon, there was the sounds of straps tightening, and then she felt something touching her slit, just barely touching her. She whimpered, wanting to feel it slip inside of her.

“Mmmm, I don’t know Luna, I don’t think she wants it bad enough. She’s not even begging for it.”

“Mmmlease!”

“Mmmlease? Doesn’t sound like good begging to me. Why, she’s not even spreading her marehood for us. She doesn’t want to show us what she has to offer.”

Celestia slid her right hand under her, finding her slit, opening it, and she focused her voice. Speaking through a bit took work, it meant trying to pronounce words differently in order to get the desired effect across, and of course it also made her sound like she had a lisp.

“Pwease, rwt wy pwssy,” she managed to get out.

“Better,” Luna said.

Celestia felt the false phallus as it entered her. She was so grateful that it was a Bumbler. It was his cock, her wonderful husband’s cock, but it wasn’t him guiding it. Even in their play Bumble began gentle. He gave her time to adjust. Pina grabbed her hips, and thrust all of the way into her. Her head shot up, her wings shot out, and she nearly fell forward.

“If you fall over then I’m unsure if I’ll be able to take you Bumble,” Pina whispered.

Celestia looked over her shoulder at Pina, at her sister wife who was smiling.

“So, you won’t fall over, will you?”

Celestia shook her head.

“Good.”

She felt Pina pull almost completely out of her and then she felt her thrust forward hard. The Bumbler going back deep into her, pounding on her cervix, and she felt Pina’s robust hips and thighs slapping against her kneeling thighs and rump. She moaned in pleasure as Pina began to pick up the pace even more, and she felt the stirrings of her first orgasm. She was so ready, so impossibly ready to feel the orgasmic release that was almost in her grasp, but Pina slowed down, pulled out, and stood.

She groaned in frustration, of being denied the chance to orgasm, and she realized that it was still part of her punishment that Pina was administrating. The fact that it was part of the punishment made it bearable, and actually more enticing. Her body was on the cusp of the orgasm, so ready for it, but being denied was a sweet sensation. Being forced to wait, to have to earn her release, it was truly a fantastic punishment.

“I think that our broodmare is ready,” Pina said as she pulled on Celestia’s Leash.

Celestia stood, standing back from Pina, in the role of a servant, no a slave, to her master. She felt another light slap on her rump, and she looked at Luna who had managed to dress in her clothes for the night court.

“Wear her out,” Luna said as she walked downstairs, toward her own contingent of guards.

Celestia followed behind Pina, her slit slick with her juices, the smell of her want and need dripping down her thighs, leaving little dots of her arousal and need on the floor. The last time she had done this Honeypot had her clean the drops, while wearing a new device that Flagrante had developed called a vibrator. It was powered by a small magical jewel, and Honeypot held the other jewel which relayed how fast it should vibrate by how she held it.

She remembered that Honeypot closed her fist around it, and the vibrator was going so fast, so hard, that she could barely stand it, and she ended up cleaning more and more of her mess until her punishment included her licking her mess off of Bumble, and apologising for getting it all over him.

To add to the punishment she wasn’t allowed lick a single inch of his wonderful cock, not unless it was currently in someone’s tailhole. It certainly wasn’t that she minded, she didn’t in the slightest, although she was never one to enjoy the taste of another pony’s chocolate factory, to quote Pinchy, and so it certainly did make the punishment stand out more. But she loved it for the same reason.

The door opened and Celestia looked at the bed where Bumble was currently inside of Majira. Her Zebra sister wife was groaning, and under her Honeypot was deep inside of her using a Bumbler. She watched as her sister wife moaned, her hips held by Bumble, his sizable cock slamming into her tailhole, her creamy jade looking back at him over her shoulder.

She watched, and her hand moved down to her own slit. She began to play when she felt herself jerked slightly. She looked at Pina who raised an eyebrow.

“No, hands off Broodmare. You get to enjoy yourself when Bumble is ready to take you.”

She nodded. She’d have to wait, and it was sweet torture. She watched as Majira’s eyes widened, a nickering moan escaped her, and she fell forward. She could see Bumble slamming into her hard, one more time, and then the way he held her told her everything. He was dumping his wonderful seed into Majira’s wonderfully fit rump.

She watched as her husband slid out of her sister wife, he eased back, and his eyes went to Celestia.

“I need to be cleaned.”

Celestia began to move forward, but once again the leash caught her. She looked pleadingly toward Pina who smirked.

“She’s going to have to earn that right. She felt the need to disobey, and so I felt that she should have to earn the right to clean your cock.”

Bumble looked at Pina, back at Celestia, and then grinned brightly, “Celestia, to begin earning the right I want you to clean Majira’s tailhole with your tongue. Be sure to clean every last drop I put in there. Pina, remove her bit and bridle so she can do it properly.”

Pina did, and Celestia crawled over to Majira. She lowered her head, loving how she was doing something so degrading, how the choice was removed, and how she simply wanted to do this because Bumble told her to. She heard Bumble tell Pina to undress, get up on the bed, and clean his cock with her mouth and tongue. She could hear the slurping of Pina’s mouth on Bumble’s cock. The way the slurping turned toward a strong swallowing sound as she took him into her throat.

Celestia had done that already, took him into her throat, and for her it honestly was the moment she lost her deep throat cherry. She wouldn’t had done it if not for Luna. Luna who watched as she took just a muzzle full, Luna who decided that she needed to really experience his cock, and Luna who pushed her head down flush with his crotch.

She did figure out that she loved taking him deep into her throat. That she loved the feeling of his cock rubbing against walls of her throat, to feel him split the entry of her throat open deeper so that she could take him all of the way to the hilt. And that was why her muzzle was deep in her Zebra sister wife’s rump, her tongue inside of her tailhole, and she was licking up every single drop of his essence like it was the last piece of buttercream frosting from her favorite cake.

She felt somepony pressing against the plot plug in her tailhole, and she felt them pulling on it a little only to let it go. Letting it stretch her tailhole a little before releasing it. She moaned into the orifice that she was cleaning, feeling the wonderful teasing that was happening. Then she felt the teasing stop as suddenly as it began. Even though the teasing stopped she didn’t. Her tongue moved inside of Majira. She could hear her moaning, feel the walls of her rectum contracting on her tongue, and she loved every second of it.

She felt a soft nuzzle against her sopping slit. Then she felt a tongue lightly tracing it. She moaned, feeling the wonders of release finally coming for her, only to feel the tongue leave her. She groaned in frustration, so desperate to let the floodgates open, to finally feel the orgasm that had been building for so long, that had brought to the very peak, and then ignored.

It was a twisted kind of pleasure she felt from this frustration. Finally she felt two familiar hands on her hips.

“Are you finished with her tailhole?”

She pulled back allowing the stallion she loved, her husband, her lover, and her master to look at the gaping tailhole of her sister wife. She felt his hard cock against her slit, it would be so easy to back up on it, to feel it spread her apart, to let it fill her so deeply. She wanted it so badly.

“You’ve done an acceptable job,” he said before taking her leash, leading her further into the bed, and then pulling her wrists behind her back.

She felt the velvet cuffs of the shackles Flagrante had brought for all of them. Her own shackles were designed to only be released by the one placing them on her. She moaned as she felt his cock teasing her.

“Broodmare, I’m going to rut you. I’m going to rut you hard, and if you orgasm before I give permission you will be punished. Do you understand?”

“Yes, I do master.”

He pushed her head to the mattress, and she felt his cock push into her. It was enough that she couldn’t help it. The peak she had been at for so long fell out from under her, and she squirted out on him. He started to pull out of her, “What did I say Broodmare?”

She whimpered, “Please master, please, don’t pull out. Please give this broodmare the gift of your essence. Please put a foal inside of this unworthy womb.”

She felt him push back into her, “Very well, thrust against me, but do not lift your head.”

Her hips moved against him, and she felt his cock fill her so completely. The Bumbler was nice, but his cock was wonderful. It was so warm, so perfect, and she wanted it so deep inside of her. She wanted nothing more than to feel his perfect cock in her right up to her womb. She wanted his foal batter to coat her insides. She wanted, no needed him to rut her until she couldn’t stand, she couldn’t walk, or even think. Her hips began to move faster back and forth, taking him deeper with each stroke until she had him hilted.

The feeling of the plug in her tailhole, him in her marehood sent a current of pleasure all through her. She didn’t stop, she didn’t slow, instead she thrust herself on him like her very life depended on it. She was fast, determined, and soon she felt his cock twitching, becoming harder, thicker, and she was ready for it. She thrust back once more and she felt his release inside of her.

She collapsed, her tongue lolling out the side of her mouth. She felt him lay down beside her, and a gentle kiss touched her cheek.

“You okay?”

She nodded, “Yes, I am… If I needed I knew the safe word.”

He hugged her closer, her large breasts pressing against him, “Is it everything you wanted?”

She smiled, “It’s everything I hoped it would be.”

Author's Note

(AN and thus our second spin off story has begun! This is most likely going to be the shortest chapter in this mini-story, so expect longer chapters from here on out. I want to thank everyone that reads, upvotes, favorites, and well leaves comments. I also want to say...

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