Author's Note

(AN: Okay guys, for this chapter, and pretty much every chapter happening in Germaneigh, when those speaking German are speaking to one another out of the ear shot of anyone speaking Enquish their words will be written in English, but in bold. If they are in ear shot, it will be in German. Thank you!)

Domestic - International Problems

The Herd Life

The Official Sequel to Bumbling through my Education

Chapter 2: Domestic - International Problems

Süßer Sieg smiled as she walked toward the small unoccupied room. Things couldn’t be happening better than she hoped. The Royal Herd being here was the first step, seeing Aryanne joining them the second, but arranging their relationship to fall apart, to watch them become suspicious and completely distrustful of one another was what she was aiming toward. She could break the forming alliance, destroy all of Aryanne’s credibility, take down the Führer and assume her place.

She would lead Germaneigh toward the ideal it held. An utopia formed by their hands, their hearts, and the sweat of their brows. A place where all would fall into the lines they created, or be destroyed. First though she needed a catalyst, and she knew the one she wanted. Like the Führer she was bent a bit more toward mares, and there were some exceptionally beautiful Earth Pony Mares in that herd, but she couldn’t deny the male form.

Bumble was pleasant looking enough, but it was the bulge that caught her attention. Obviously he had a monster in his pants. She could imagine impaling herself onto that monstrous cock over and over again. Her hands went to her uniform, and she felt the line of her necklace. She’d been told, when she was much younger, that most enchanted objects wouldn’t work for an Earth Pony because they couldn’t activate them. She had proven them quite wrong. Her special talent was indeed being able to suggest ideas that a pony would strongly consider, but this necklace took it a step further. It pushed the idea, forced it into the listening pony’s head, and most often they would believe it was their idea.

She hadn’t used it on a Unicorn yet, but perhaps that time had come. She considered what could happen if she used it, and things didn’t progress as she planned. She couldn’t simply have the stallion in a powerful herd become little more than a walking puppet. A test was in order. Mostly it was Earth Ponies, and certainly Earth Pony Mares, that acted as Germaneigh’s defenders, but there were a few stallions that existed behind the scenes in the capital.

Of those stallions two were Unicorns, and both worked with the engineers. Their skills with magic, numbers, and a few other factors made them important enough to keep, but expendable enough to do away with should they need to be replaced. After all, they were Unicorns, and everypony knew that Unicorns were less than ponies, slightly better than Vogel-Ponies.

She saw one of them, his eyes tired, his body slouching, and it was obvious that the stallion had been up for days at this point. She walked toward him, waiting until he looked directly at her, and then she smiled.

“Drop what you are doing, and come with me,” she said.

He did so, and while this wasn’t a good test, what she was going to do would be. She waited until he was in her office, and she walked toward her desk. She reached down into the bottom drawer, her hand grasping on the strapon she had used on a new recruit the previous day. She was a young mare so fresh, so ripe, and so innocent that it was simply a perfect time for her cherry to be picked.

She looked at the Unicorn, the feeling of the enchanted necklace covered her, and she gave a warm smile.

“Remove your pants, bend over the desk, and spread your rump apart,” she said.

She watched as he obeyed, and there was no hesitation, no waiting, and he seemed to follow what she wanted quicker than an Earth Pony. She walked behind him, the strapon now in place, and she reached to his side where she had placed a bottle of foal oil. He made no move, no fight, no gesture of discomfort. She spread the oil over the dragon shaped rubber cock, and then she pressed it against his tailhole.

He flinched forward, a whimper came from his mouth, and she grinned.

“You want this. You want to feel this knotted cock in your tailhole. Beg for it.”

“Please… Rut my tailhole,” he whispered.

Normally she would make him completely humiliate himself, but she was actually fairly well worked up. She thrust forward, a sharp cry of pain came from his mouth, but she ignored it. Instead she began to drive the false cock deep into his rectum. She had little concern for the fact that he was whimpering in pain. He was less than her, he was less than their worst soldier. Even Earth Pony Stallions were better than he was.

His existence, his entire being, was to serve Germaneigh’s cause, and that meant her cause. She leaned forward, feeling how restricted his tailhole was becoming. She nipped his ear, causing him to grunt.

“You are mine, do you understand?” her question was reinforced by her thrusting harder into him, “Your tailhole is mine, all that you are belongs to me, and at my word you will drop to your hands and knees to lick the dog shit from my boots.”

He whimpered again, and she pulled out of his tailhole.

“Answer me worm.”

He looked at her, “I am yours. Whatever you want is what I wish to do. My life, what little value it has, is yours now.”

She nodded, “Return to your station, mention this to nopony, and you will not think, or remember, this encounter unless you see me.”

He nodded, pulled up his pants, and left her office. Obviously Unicorns were would be easy, but if they were, then what about Alicorns? She considered that for a moment. Taking the two sisters, having her way with them both. No, she pushed the thought away from her. It would be hard enough to do to their stallion. The act itself would be easy, but doing it without being noticed, getting him away from his herd, and then ensnaring his mind would be difficult.

His herd was protective of him, and that meant that they treasured him. Of course it just meant that the fall would be more delightful. She walked toward the auditorium that she knew the Führer would be holding the conference for the public. As she neared it she began to think of how she wanted to monitor Bumble’s actions. It wouldn’t be difficult for her to know his actions in public, but in private would be a bit more difficult.

She decided that what she needed was a few more stooges to watch him. With that decision made she walked into the auditorium, and she saw the the herd on the stage with the Führer. Being that she was the Minister of Media she had access to where the herd would be staying. If it was their own airship this would be exceptionally difficult, but she knew it wasn’t. The Führer might be going against the very foundation of what the true dream of Germaneigh was, but she was somepony that demanded the best from her underlings.

Currently the Royal Herd was to be housed in the most expensive hotel in Marelin. The hotel was also home to a few of the Heerführers were staying since more than a few of them did not reside in Marelin itself. That meant that it would most likely be members of their own military that would be waiting on the Royal Herd. That would make this far easier. The young mare she had the previous day would work as a set of eyes, and she could certainly discover the others working there.

Her smile spread over her lips as she considered her plan. Things would work out as she wanted. She was certain that all she desired would simply fall into place for her. As the public announcement ended, the parade began, and the public began to celebrate the alliance forming between the two nations Süßer Sieg began to put her plan into action. She knew that she had a limited time to get everything done.

The first two days were infiltrating the hotel. The young mare she had enthralled was put into place. She had to admit that the mare was indeed a lovely creature. A lovely soft lavender coat, a dark pink mane, and a tail of the same color made her very eye catching. On top of that she was slender, he build more like a Vogel-Pony’s, but it added to her appeal. She then went on to enthrall a private that would be serving as the messenger and head of the waitstaff for the Royal Herd.

Over the next three days a steady stream of intell came to Süßer Sieg. She learned of the herd’s coming and goings, and she learned that Bumble did occasionally take time to walk to the roof and have a few moments. It wasn’t ideal, but it was time away from his mares. On the fourth day she put her plan into action.

She waited on the roof until Bumble came out. He seemed to not be paying attention, but rather his eyes were looking into the heavens. She knew the look, and it surprised her that a stallion had it. It was the look of a pony so focused on what was happening, on the problem at hand, and of working it out. This was a contradiction of what she knew to be true. Stallions were lovely to look at, but fundamentally they were foals.

They had to be cared for, nurtured, and treated with a delicate hand. At least if a pony cared for them. To see one thinking was certainly different. Regardless she walked toward him, a soft smile forming on her cheek.

“Face me.”

He didn’t instantly turn. This caused her smile to widen. He had will power.

“You want to face me. You want to see me, it is your greatest desire.”

He stood facing away from her, but she could see his shoulders shaking. She could see his resolve breaking. She touched his shoulder.

“You want to turn and take me.”

With that he turned around, his eyes wide, but what was there wasn’t lust, it was anger. She swallowed back what she was thinking and continued to smile.

“You want to experience me, don’t you?”

He didn’t move, his hands balled into fists. She tried to figure out what was happening, and then she realized that he was digging his own nails into his hands. She kissed him, and it caught him off guard. He stumbled back and his hands relaxed. Before he could do what he was doing again she broke the kiss and leaned against him.

“You want me right now, don’t you?”

He shuddered, “Y...Yes.”

She heard the door, and she knew she was being watched, she hoped it was one of his herd members, “Then taste me.”