Sex Wars: Episode IV – Siblings Divided

Pumpkin Cake cantered behind Princess Twilight along with her parents. She had been ecstatic to hear that they approved of her decision to try and join the ranks of the Absta Knights. While Twilight's presence drew some stares, Pumpkin tuned them out to focus on the ministrations of her mom and dad.

"So, I'm sure I don't need to tell you to be wary of strangers given where you're going, but please stay safe," said Cup Cake.

"You're going to be really high up, so don't go too close to edge of the temple," added Carrot.

Her mom nodded in affirmation. "And don't push your magic too hard! They probably won't have any unicorn doctors either."

Pumpkin rolled her eyes. "I know, I know. The magic I'm going to be learning isn't even specific to unicorns."

"But still! I won't be there with you to give you any motherly advice, so I have to give you as much as I can before you go," said Cup.

"Ok, that's fair," said Pumpkin, smiling.

It was then that Twilight cleared her throat. "Sorry to interrupt, but we're here."

'Here' turned out to be a fairly ordinary house near the center of town. The only distinguishing feature it had was sign over the door with an azure blue hexagon painted on it. More notable was the royal chariot parked in front, complete with two pegasus guards.

Twilight pressed the doorbell with her magic, and it swung open to reveal an earth pony stallion in a simple brown robe that covered his whole body. This struck Pumpkin as incredibly fitting attire for an Absta, based on how they had been described to her. The stallion had a long, straight brown mane and a light green coat.

Upon seeing Twilight at his doorstep, he dipped into a slight bow. "It is an honor as always, Princess."

"Hello, Master Quinoa," she replied. "I've brought Pumpkin Cake, as we previously discussed. I think she'll be very receptive to your teachings!"

"Thank you," he said. Twilight shuffled to the side so he could step out. When he saw Pumpkin, he grinned. "It's a pleasure to meet you, young one. My name is Quinoa Gin, and it will be my pleasure to train you in the ways of the Absta."

Pumpkin managed to hold back a delighted squee and instead replied "Yes, sir."

"Right to the formalities, eh? We haven't even begun your training yet!" he said. Then, he turned. "And these must be your lovely parents."

"Why, yes we are," said Cup, chuckling.

"We really couldn't be prouder of our baby girl," said Carrot as he nuzzled Pumpkin's cheek.

"Daaaad," moaned Pumpkin. "Not in front of my new teacher!"

Quinoa laughed. "Take your time to say your goodbyes. It will probably be a while before you return to Ponyville."

Pumpkin realized he had a point, and stopped trying to push Carrot away. Most everything that needed to be said was already worked out of their systems, so Cup just joined in the hug as they silently embraced. Pumpkin might get homesick later, but for now she just wanted to enjoy the moment.

"I just wish Pound was here. Why did he have to pick yesterday to sneak off with his friends, again?" Pumpkin asked.

"Oh, you know your brother," said Cup. "I'm sure he'll turn up for a homemade lunch like he always does."

"I'll have him write you a goodbye letter," said Carrot. "Be sure to stay in touch with us too, you hear?"

Pumpkin nodded. "I will."

With that, Pumpkin pulled away, walking over to Quinoa. "I'm ready. Let's go."

"Great, then let's be off," said Quinoa.

As she made her way over to the chariot, Pumpkin realized something. "Wait a minute. If you're coming back with me, who's going to watch Ponyville?"

Quinoa hopped into the back of the vehicle with ease. "No need to worry, my best acolyte will stay here, and he needs the experience anyway."

"Got it," she said, climbing in after him.

"Goodbye, sweetie!" Cup exclaimed, waving.

"Take care, and good luck!" added Carrot.

Pumpkin waved back. "Bye mom, bye dad!"

"Alright, gentlecolts, to the temple," said Quinoa.

And so, they took to the skies. Pumpkin poked her head out a bit to watch her parents and Twilight recede into the distance.

* * *

"We're here."

Quinoa's voice snapped Pumpkin out of her stupor. "What? Sorry, I was lost in thought."

He smiled, pointing with a hoof. "Look."

Look she did. They were smack dab in the middle of the mountains now, past Canterlot. And sitting atop a tall peak was a structure the likes of which she had never seen. It looked almost like a pyramid with the top shaved off, only it was carved from the solid stone of the mountain itself. Said top was occupied by a vast courtyard, with various patches of trees and other plants breaking up wide open fields. She could see small specks all over that were most likely ponies, and another large blue hexagon was painted on the side wall. From this high up, the view of the valley below was incredible, though it was slightly harder for her to breathe.

"Woah," she said.

"Yes, it is somewhat impressive. Though what really matters is what goes on inside," Quinoa said. "We can - and do- work to guide acolytes all across Equestria."

Soon, the chariot came in for a landing near the edge of the temple roof. Now Pumpkin could clearly see the Absta in the midst of various activities. Groups of teenaged ponies of all three races, clad in their robes, were being instructed by one or two adult Absta Knights.

Quinoa helped Pumpkin out of the chariot, though she barely noticed. Almost as soon as Pumpkin's hooves touched the stone, the two guards gave crisp salutes and flew away with their ride.

Normally, whenever there had been a new foal at school, everypony went nuts scrambling over eachother to introduce themselves and ask questions. But the other teenaged Absta were so focused on their training that they didn't even seem to realize she was there. The part of her that wasn't disappointed was eager to attain that level of concentration.

"So what are we doing first?" she asked. "Will you be teaching me to suppress my urges?"

"Patience. Beforehoof, I have to find a room for you," Quinoa replied. "Then, we'll be spending most all of our time working you up to that."

As much as she would have liked immediate results, this was important enough to Pumpkin that she wanted to do it right. "Yes, Master Quinoa."

"Good answer."

Pumpkin was then led down a staircase and entered the temple proper. Small holes carved into the left wall offered let in light from outside, while pathways branching inwards were lit by magelights. She wasn't surprised by the complete lack of any sort of decoration.

"Before anypony can learn to control the power of temperance that lies within all living things," began Quinoa, "they must first hone their own mind and body to a greater state. To do this, we Absta employ various traditional means to suppress and overcome our other natural limits."

Pumpkin's brow creased as they kept walking. "When you put it like that, it sounds really hard."

"I can be, but only if you allow it. The key is letting go of that which binds you, and adapting to a life free of want."

"Free of want? But isn't it good to have dreams?"

He hummed at that. "This isn't an eastern monastery. Having desires won't preclude you from understanding the truth. But caring deeply for too much will make learning how to use your power far more difficult."

That made sense to her. But she still wanted to clarify. "So, like, I can still have chocolate milk sometimes, but should try not to get upset when I can't?"

Quinoa snorted. "I've never heard it put quite like that, but yes. It seems you get the gist."

They soon came upon a more narrow corridor with multiple wooden doors on either side. Pumpkin's money was on this being where the youngest acolytes stayed, and it turned out she was right. Quinoa pulled open one of the doors near the end, revealing a small, sparse bedroom. Another door in the back likely led to a bathroom.

"Make yourself at home," said Quinoa. "There should be two fresh sets of robes in the dresser, and the cot is more comfortable than it looks. I'll see myself out so you can change."

Once he shut the door, Pumpkin quickly donned her brand new Absta garb. The fit was slightly baggy, but she was so thrilled she didn't care. Wearing it made her feel like she was a proper knight already!

But that would have to wait until later. Now, she had her training under Master Quinoa to begin. And she couldn't wait to begin.

* * *

Pound Cake and Banana Bliss pulled the latter's wagon across the countryside, making their way south through untamed prairies. Basically nopony else was traveling this way, so they were free to discuss whatever they wanted without risk of eavesdroppers.

"So, Bliss, I've been wondering. What's in this wagon anyway?"

She wingshrugged. "Oh, the usual: food, water, clothes, bits, dozens of sex toys, and some potent Rutyu relics. I can't very well leave most of those unattended. Who knows when some random pony might stumble in and find them?"

Pound wondered what sort of things a pony like Bliss used behind closed doors. Hopefully he would find out firsthoof later. "So, relics? If they're so important, why do you have to watch them all by yourself? Actually, why is nopony else with you; how many ponies are part of the Rutyu?" asked Pound. "Because I hadn't heard of you guys at all until yesterday."

"Well, there's a perfectly simple reason for that," said Bliss in her usual dulcet tone. "As of now, it's just you and me."

Pound's libido took a backseat to his confusion. "Seriously? That's... not much of an organization. Wouldn't ponies be lining up to join a group with such attractive benefits?"

At that, her seductive smile vanished. "So you'd think. And in the distant past, long before Equestria even existed, the Rutyu were hundreds strong. But then the princesses entered the picture, and everything changed. They thought pony society should be modest. So, they worked together with the foul Absta to systematically wipe us out. Or so they believed they had."

"Absta?"

"Ponies like us, except they use their power to quell lust."

Pound very much did not like the sound of that. He couldn't fathom how anypony would be crazy enough to become an Absta, given the alternative.

"After that," continued Bliss, "My predecessors created the Rule of Two, and from then on the Rutyu kept their existence well hidden from the Absta. There would only ever be two of us at a time: a master and an apprentice. One to give and one to receive."

"What, no threesomes?" Pound quipped.

"Oh, you can look forward to plenty of those," said Bliss. "They'll just be part of your studies."

Pound smirked. "I'm eager to learn. What if I wanted to get a head start on my training right now?"

"Hmm. An overachiever, eh?" Bliss' expression once again turned lecherous. "What was it you said you wanted? A head start? That can be arranged."

At that, she stopped moving, unhitching herself from the wagon, and Pound followed suit. Banana Bliss trained her gaze low along Pound's body and licked her lips. Suddenly, Pound felt his cock stiffening uncontrollably, as it practically rocketed out of its sheath and grew hard as a rock in seconds. Then, an aching need filled his mind, a demand that he stuff himself inside a mare right this second. Clearly, this was the work of his new master's lust magic, and Pound greatly appreciated the thought.

"There we go," said Bliss. Sauntering around him, she beckoned Pound to follow with a wing.

She didn't have to say another word, as Pound's body instinctually knew what she wanted. He placed his plot on the grass, landed back against the side of the wagon, and opened his legs to give her an unobstructed view of his throbbing stallionhood.

"Mmm, that looks good," she said, practically moaning.

"Don't mind me. Just dig in," said Pound.

Nodding, Bliss opened her mouth wide and plunged her head down onto his dick. Pound shuddered as he was enveloped by her soft, wet mouth. Not wasting any time, Bliss immediately swallowed, pulling Pound's penis into the undulating walls of her throat.

He was unable to hold back a guttural moan as she went to work, bobbing up and down on Pound's shaft as her tongue lapped at the base like a bitch in heat. Pound knew that performing a deepthroat was the most difficult sexual technique for a mare, and yet here was Banana Bliss, taking his entire cock eagerly and effortlessly.

He stared down at her as she increased her pace, sucking him off like a steam-powered piston. Her eyes rolled back into her head from the taste and pressure of his dick, her face contorted into a look of pure pleasure. The sight was too much for Pound's inexperienced member to take.

Wrapping his hooves around Bliss' skull, he yanked her into himself as his dick ejected its thick payload right into her waiting stomach. Pound's climax was tremendous, an impossible amount of cum pumping out of his nuts. When it finally ended, Bliss nonchalantly lifted herself up with a slurping sound, a string of saliva connecting her lips to his tip.

She let out a satisfied sigh. "I must say, that was delicious. I'll have to partake again sometime soon. I assume you had fun, too?"

Pound could only nod as he bathed in his afterglow. He knew this sort of supplemental education would be right up his alley.

"Great. I'm all filled up now, but you should probably have something to drink. The next leg of the trip will get rather hot, and not in the good way."

* * *

Banana Bliss wasn't kidding. Once they had traveled far enough, the land quickly dried up and gave way to a scorching desert. Hooves weren't made for sand, so the going was slow, but Pound was so satisfied with that blowjob that they could be going to Tartarus for all he cared.

Eventually, a towering shape became visible in the distance, and they followed a worn path through the dunes to reach it. It was probably the weirdest settlement that Pound had ever seen. Ramshackle wooden buildings were crammed next to and on top of eachother with no rhyme or reason, reaching many stories up. As they approached, it became apparent that the inhabitants included many non-pony races, from bipedal fishkin to lizardfolk.

"Welcome to Kludgetown, the best place for a budding Rutyu to learn under the sun," said Bliss. "Ponies almost never come here. It offends their delicate sensibilities. No fetish is off limits, and nobody cares what anybody else is doing if they aren't buying."

"No ponies?" Pound asked. That was kind of a letdown, but at least he had Bliss.

"Nope," she replied. "But trying new things is why you're here after all. We'll get started on your training as soon as I track us down a place to stay. Make sure to always act confident so they don't try to take advantage of you."

Pound wrapped a hoof around her withers and winked. "That won't be a problem."

"You're adorable."

"Yeah, yeah," said Pound. "Get moving, hot stuff."

Bliss giggled at that, and the pair of them cantered off into town.