The quality of the example uniforms was simply astonishing. I was wearing the butler styled suit for stallions, and it fit like a second set of fur. The light, but strong material allowed me an unexpected freedom of movement, and it stayed well formed and orderly even when I stretched and turned. The black and white uniform was quite comfortable, and looked professional, serious, and of course expensive. It even had a conveniently hidden flap to allow me to relieve myself without removing it, a rarity for formal stallion clothing.

Princess Twilight was modeling the maid dress for me to inspect. After she brought the examples back from the tailor, we had both adorned them and were closely inspecting the quality. Back then, we were still early in our new arrangement, but Twilight had already learned to be compliant. So much so that she allowed me to poke and prod her body with no outward signs or concern or embarrassment as I analyzed the dress.

The uniform was a standard black Prench maid dress, constructed from a strong, strange fabric. I wasn’t familiar with it, but had been told that it was also easy to clean. The dress was decorated with white frills that matched both the bonnet and the white knee high stockings. Simple black shoes coupled with the traditional Prench style dress were to be worn with it, causing the uniform to scream “maid” when viewed from the front, while from the rear it sent an altogether different message.

The dress was cut so short that it ended just at the base of the tail, giving the effect of framing the pony’s flank between the frilly rear stockings and the dress hem while openly displaying their cutie mark. This could have been excused as a simple way to accentuate the cutie marks of our staff, if it wasn’t for the tail wrap.

The tail was bent upwards and forwards, wrapped in a flat white ribbon, and tied in a bow tie. Excess tail was tucked under the top of the dress. While this fashioned the tail into a short and stylish bob, it also completely prevented a mare from covering herself in any way. Usually such a style would be worn through clothing, but since the dress was so short everything was bared shamelessly to the world at large. The effect was clearly intended to put the mare on display, but only when viewed from the back and it was only truly made indecent when the tail wrap was properly tied. But when it was indecent, it was downright scandalous.

I ran my hoof across the fabric, stretching and smoothing it against Twilight’s back. “This is… impressive, Princess. What did you commission exactly?”

Twilight looked back at me, and blushed as she wiggled her uselessly bobbed tail slightly under my attention. Perhaps she imagined it would cover her. “For the stallion's uniform, I asked for something that was stylish and professional. For the mare’s, I requested the same but also asked that it was just a little…” She paused for a moment... “voyeuristic. Is it too much, Sire?”

I pulled on the dress hem sharply, jerking her suddenly back slightly before she dug her hooves into the ground and leaned forward to provide resistance. The fabric only slightly stretched, certainly didn’t tear, and then returned immediately to it’s previous state as soon as I let go. “Hardly. It’s perfect. Who did you commission this from?”

Twilight smiled. “My friend, Rarity. You’ve met her several times. I even recommended her to you as a potential Staff member, Sire. She’s an expert with decorations.”

I tapped my hoof as I thought through the situation. The prissy white unicorn was well groomed and very formal, both traits I valued. She was also in Twilight’s inner circle of friends, so it wasn’t surprising that Twilight would go to her with a favor. I had always somewhat admired how neatly she kept her appearance. It was a pity she’d have to wait until later. “I suppose we could make use of her. Our new play room needs to be properly decorated, and the rest of the castle could use a little attention. Unfortunately, we have more pressing staff needs than a decorator right now.”

Twilight frowned and turned around, hiding her tantalizingly naked flesh from my view with the act. When my eyes were denied, I suddenly realized that I had been staring. She spoke up, carefully. “Sire, I respectfully disagree.”

“Do you, now?” I hadn’t expected disobedience so soon after I demonstrated my control over her. It surprised me that she didn’t understand her situation still, but I decided to humor her for the moment.

Twilight looked concerned, biting her lip as though she was holding herself back, and then suddenly spewed words out like a lecture.

“Of course, Sire. You have been handling cleanliness and general upkeep quite effectively, so those posts are of little importance until we have more staff for you to manage. I don’t have any threats or safety concerns right now, so the guard captain is also low priority. Spike can help you cook for the time being, and we’ve managed the grounds magically so far. I can keep that up indefinitely as long as we aren’t expanding them. But we have no means to properly decorate, and our new staff will need proper uniforms. We can’t make them wear these maid uniforms all the time. More importantly, if I need to host a dignitary or one of the other princesses, the castle would need to be aesthetically pleasing. I know it won’t compare to the Canterlot Castle, or the Crystal Castle, but if it was completely undecorated…” Twilight’s voice trailed off, and her eyes flicked away from mine, “that would be embarrassing.”

I mulled it over. I didn’t like being told what to do, but Twilight was still the princess. More importantly, it was still my job to make sure the princess looked good.

Settling on a decision, I smiled at her as I teased her. “We certainly would not want to embarrass the Princess, now would we?”

She blushed, looking down at the floor. “No… Sire.”

“In that case, before we reach back out to Miss Rarity, I think there’s one more test for us to do on these uniforms.”

Twilight looked up at me again, still blushing.

I picked up my hoof, and circled it around a few times, motioning for her to turn and face the other way. “If the uniform passes the last test, we’ll hire your friend. If it doesn’t, we’ll have to look for another designer while we move down the list of priorities for now.”

I’d worked for nobles and royalty most of my life. I knew how to obey their orders, even if I didn’t like them. But my relationship with Twilight had grown complicated. I was in charge of her for many things, and she could not order me about staffing issues. Still, I was willing to make concessions in order to more effectively accomplish my duties. It was important to remember that ensuring her standing was one of my main duties to accomplish as head of staff. Her standing was my standing, after all.

Twilight shivered as she turned around, once again baring her defenseless and uncovered self to me.

Speaking of our joint standing, she was slightly taller than me. “I think that for this test, you’ll need lower yourself, Princess. I’m sure you know the position by now. It’s time to see how easy these are to clean.”

Twilight dropped to her knees on her front legs, crouching slightly with her back legs but leaving her ass and tail up as I undid the flap on my tuxedo. I chuckled as her bobbed tail pushed to the side out of reflex, not that it mattered. She’d learned exactly what I liked while I’d fucked her over the past few weeks, and was comfortable in her compliance.

Unceremoniously, I put my front hooves over her back and eased myself up the length of her body until my head was poised over the nape of her neck and my cock was pressed lightly against her backside. I always liked resting slightly on her wings, so as I settled on her I carefully inspected where they jutted out from the uniform. I paused and slid slowly forward and backwards as I felt the fabric in my suit slide against her fabric and fur. It had the texture of fine silk, and made the sliding even more sensual than simple fur on fur. Not that I minded fur on fur with Twilight, mind you. “That’s smooth. I think I like it.”

Twilight hummed in agreement. “Mmm… Yes, Sire. It feels nice. I’ll have to research this fabric for some other toys.”

“Do that.”

My cock throbbed hungrily as I contemplated my coming decision. Should I fuck her ass, or pussy? I’d fucked her ass pretty roughly last night, and it still had a slightly pink and puffy look around her puckered hole. She was getting better at anal in general, but she still needed practice before she could safely go every day. Especially with no lube. Sighing in mild disappointment, I made my decision.

“You know what’s next.”

She shuddered underneath me, and answered quickly. “Yes, Sire.” I could practically feel the heat rising from her as I’m sure her imagination ran wild. Once I’d originally broken her desire to resist me, I’d quickly discovered that Twilight was very much the deviant; much more so than I. She enjoyed humiliation, submission, pain, and a little bit of everything I’d done to her. But it didn’t stop there. She’d been doing a little research on her own. And once she’d been exposed to something, she tended to fantasize.

It wasn’t a problem, at least not quite yet. I was aware that if her sexual appetite grew beyond what I was willing to indulge, she may grow unhappy with our agreements. So I took measures. I explored new avenues of pleasure for myself, and had even decided to try few things that didn’t seem particularly enjoyable to me at first. Most immediately, I was looking for new accessories to sate her sexual appetite. For example, a mechanized toy from a kinky Canterlot store had arrived for that night’s scheduled “evening through late night” playtime.

But that was for the evening, and it was the afternoon. We were still evaluating our potential new uniforms. I spoke clinically as I thought it through. “In order for the test to go properly, I’ll have to cum on your back.”

Twilight nodded in agreement. “I’m sorry, Sire. I know you like cumming inside my pussy.”

I didn’t acknowledge her. Instead, I slid myself forward as she gently used magic to guide my cock towards her depths. At first, her lower lips were resistant and sticky. I had to force myself in past the first layer. Unless she was very eager, It always hurt just a little, and even Twilight was silent for this part. She was likely biting her lip, but I couldn’t see. Hot and ready wouldn’t be a problem for our regular scheduled play time. I always ensured she was adequately prepared before I used her in the evenings, but for the impromptu moments like this, I enjoyed the slower warm up.

Twilight acting like an eager slut all of the time would eventually get boring, so I made sure her personality was allowed to naturally express itself without too much hypnotic manipulation throughout most days. Of course, there were days that I kept her wet and begging from sunup until her appointed bed time.

“You know, Twilight...” I mused to her as I thrust further in, tasting the warmth of her depths with the tip of my cock. “My uniform fits exceptionally well.” I slid the rest of the way in settling fully into her as she cooed in contentment. Her door was undeniably open for business now, and the warmth and wetness bathed my cock as I let it soak in her being.

“Mmm… Yes, Sire. Mine as well.” Twilight seemed distracted from our conversation. How rude.

I didn’t move my hips, instead leaning down and nibbling on her neck, just above the frilled collar of her dress. “It makes sense for yours to fit perfect; I’m sure Rarity has your measurements on file. But for mine it’s more suspicious. How did she even know the uniform was for me, let alone my sizes?”

Twilight wiggled her hips slightly, eager for the action to start. “She knows you’re the only stallion on staff, Sire. And She has an eye for these things. She’s seen you before. I’m sure she would need to make some adjustments for it to be perfect, but I’m just as sure she could easily estimate a measurement by looking at you.” Twilight tried to push back into me, clearly her pussy was hungry for my attention.

I ignored her wanton movements as she wiggled slightly around my dick, and instead continued the conversation. “Yes, but just look at your uniform design. And the convenient flap for my cock! She knows exactly what we were planning to do in them.”

Twilight mumbled something, and I felt her grow more wet around my cock and shiver.

“In fact, what exactly did you order, Princess?” I asked her accusingly, followed by lightly biting one of her ears. I was as hard as I could get now, her heated groin surrounding my stiff rod.

“Umm… What I said earlier, Sire. But…” Twilight was growing very warm underneath me, and she didn’t want to answer.

“That’s not an answer, Princess. Don’t make me… Bite.” I nibbled carefully down her ear. It was no empty threat. I would hurt her if she didn’t answer. Admittedly, she’d like it, but the threat was still real.

“She asked… if it was for a special somepony… and… I said… Yes?” She sounded confused and conflicted. Probably unsure if telling me what she’d said was the right answer.

I growled dangerously, and bit sharply into her neck as a warning.

Twilight panicked at my displeasure, realizing her mistake. “Sire! I said it was, Sire! I said it was for a special somepony, Sire!”

I let go of the bite, and licked my lips as I mulled it over. So Rarity knew that Twilight and I were… playing around. But she didn’t know the extent of our debauchery. This was fine. More than fine, this was good. This was a hook. And I’d use this hook to catch a pretty white fish.

“Good answer, slave.” I rewarded her by pushing hard into her body, starting a slow and steady rhythm that got her breathing heavily underneath me. I was Twilight’s permanent special somepony in every way but legal marriage, after all. In a way, she was mine as well. I only had what I had because I owned her now. Twilight was a special toy.

“Thank… you, Sire.” Twilight grunted out her answer as I filled her purple pussy with my cock.

I continued to muse as I sped up. “She probably figured you’d run right home, put it on, and get fucked by me like a good little special somepony, didn’t she?”

Twilight shuddered, pleased with my attention and growing speed. “Yes Sire!”

I answered coldly. “But she doesn’t really know what our relationship is, does she?”

“No, Sire!” Twilight was focused now, listening attentively but just answering me reflexively. I could feel her squeezing her insides and matching my thrusts.

I loved tormenting Twilight, and she loved it too. So I kept on taunting her, switching my tone to mean and accusatory. “She doesn’t know that you’re my little slave. That you love being trampled on and used. That you love debauchery and abuse. She doesn’t know that you’re a twisted freak that I own now, does she?”

Twilight was really getting into it, shouting back as she tried desperately to impale herself on me. I bit her neck, sinking my teeth into her soft skin before taunted her some more.

“Most importantly, she doesn’t know about your little list of recommendations. That she’s next. That you begged me for her to be next. Does she?” I was particularly amused about that. She hadn’t been hypnotized to put her friends on her list. She’d done that on her own.

Magic wrapped around my balls as Twilight lightly massaged them, her wet juice slopping out of her now dripping cunt and splattering on both of us. She sucked in a breath before uttering her slow and throaty answer. “No-o… Sire-e…”

“She doesn’t know that we’re going to make her wear her own little fetish suit and fuck her silly. That I’m going to fill her with my cum as you watch, and that she’ll love it. She doesn’t know that we’ll train her to be just like you, does she?”

Twilight just moaned loudly, but I ignored her slight disobedience. It was my fault she couldn’t properly answer, after all. Instead, I used my front hooves to hold her head still while I spoke into her ear. “We’re going to make her cum in our play room until she’s unconscious, and when she wakes up then we’re going to do it again. She’s going to be mine. And she’s going to love every second of it.” Then I dropped my voice down to a whisper, bringing myself over the edge. “And it’s all your fault.”

Twilight whimpered, signaling that she was close, but I didn’t care. I pulled out roughly, pushing on her back legs until they buckled and she collapsed onto all four knees. I aimed my throbbing cock at her dripping cunt, and prepared to cum.

Coldly, I gave her an order. “Give me a magic job.”

Twilight looked over her shoulder, glanced at my face, and then looked under my frame at my cock. A warm tingle surrounded it, and I felt my cock skin slide smoothly back and forth as a tight ring of magic moved nearly frictionlessly up and down my length.

I shuddered at her magic touch. Twilight’s repertoire of sexual spells had grown quickly, and this one was becoming one of my favorite. Rocking my hips, I thrust into her spell as she effortlessly matched my intensity.

Within seconds, it was too much. Groaning, I thrust forward hard and leaked the first dribble of cum down her ass cheek.

I came over her prone form, squirting with each thrust as she guided my cock. Twilight lay on her knees, using her magic to aim my spurts and cover her backside in my cum. I sprayed spurt after spurt up all over her pretty ass, into her tail, up the back of the black uniform and through the white frills, then into her hair and on the bonnet. All the while she stayed obediently motionless, staring at me as my cum soaked into her fur, flesh, clothing, and hair..

I loved it when she just knew what I wanted from her. I loved when she was so obedient.

Taking a deep breath, I dipped down and smeared my messy cock across her dress, using the maid uniform to wipe it off. My cock got surprisingly clean, and you could hardly tell there was anything on the uniform at all. Twilight’s ass and tail were covered in my white spunk, but the dress was immaculate. Even though I knew it was filthy, the deep black material didn’t show any signs of contamination, and the white frills were only barely discolored. I was impressed.

“How does mine look?” I took a step back, and Twilight blinked as though she was waking up. She looked almost surprised, her eyes opening wide as they were framed by her flushed face. Just as quickly she regained her composure and glanced me up and down as she inspected me.

She continued to eye me over, staring intently at my flaccid cock dangling beneath me. “It looks… pristine, Sire. Except for your… penis.”

I tucked it away and closed the flap, causing Twilight to frown. “And now?”

“You look as though nothing happened, Sire.” She seemed concerned.

I smiled. “It looks like the uniforms passed the test. But you seem worried. Is something the matter, Princess?”

Twilight bit her lip, then looked at me pleadingly. “That was nice, but I didn’t get to orgasm, Sire.”

I continued to smile. “That’s a shame. Especially since you’re not allowed to cum until we get Rarity to play with us.”

Twilight’s eyes opened up in a panic. She hadn’t been expecting that at all. “But, Sire!”

I shook my head. “I don’t like being told what to do. This is your concession for directly interfering in my staffing decisions. I am having to change my plans because of your selfish desires. So until Rarity joins us in the playroom, gets my dick in her pussy, and agrees to work for us, you don’t get to cum at all.”

She blinked, confused and upset. “Sire! Tonight we have time scheduled for the new toy that arrived, and for more play room time after...”

The realization was settling into her mind, and I was relishing it. “Of course. Your schedule isn’t going to change. We’re still going to fuck again tonight, and you’ll get to play with your new toy.”

Twilight swallowed as I looked her over. The cum still had no signs of showing on the dress, the only sign that we’d just fucked like animals was her white splattered ass and tail. If you looked close, you could see that her pussy lips were dripping as well.

She seemed nervous. Good. I wanted to keep her on her hoof tips. “I… I don’t think I can not cum, Sire.”

I started to stroke her pussy with my hoof, causing her to reflexively widen her stance and raise her tail. She was still close. “No cumming. Use a spell if you have to.”

Twilight turned her head away and muttered to herself. “That might be weeks… I could… Maybe… ”

“Have an idea, my kinky element of Magic?” I smiled at her as I started to play with her clit. Her whole pussy was almost gulping as it eagerly convulsed. I was edging her, and I realized that I might accidentally push her over the edge. I didn’t stop, of course. Punishing her would be fun. “You better… hurry.”

Twilight groaned in displeasure, then turned to look at me with frustrated eyes, as she cast a frantic spell. Her body darkened to flat gray for a moment, and then returned to her normal color. “Done, Sire. I’ll have to dispel it when I can… When you allow me… Oh… Oh no.”

She was still rubbing against my hoof, so I decided to test it. I began to heavily massage one of her sensitive spots, just above her clit as I toyed heavily with her soaking pussy lips.

Twilight closed her eyes, almost crying with the whine she was letting out as she eagerly ground herself on my hoof. “I can’t… I can’t… Please… Let me…”

I continued to play with her flesh, ignoring her pained cries. Soon, they devolved into true animal whining and even actual crying as I molested her. Her pussy was practically dripping like a faucet left on, and her body was shaking violently. It was the first time I’d played with orgasm denial in such a cruel way, and the effects pleased me.

I pulled my hoof away, and it was coated in her slime. Happily, I sucked on it while she continued to squirm and whine for several minutes, until eventually she was able to focus on me with sad, hungry eyes. All she said was one word. “Please…”

I just grinned and gave her tail a light tug. “I like this spell, Princess. Remember it.”

Twilight looked away from me, defeat registering in her eyes as she realized that she wasn’t going to cum for a long time.

“Yes, Sire.” She shivered, her body still hungry for attention. She was clearly trying to cool herself off with her mind, but was having a hard time. I suppose that’s one of the problems with an active imagination.

Cruelly, I reminded her about our new toy for the play room. “Don’t worry, Twilight. I’m sure the new Sybian device will be fun for you tonight.”

Twilight looked back at me, and swallowed fearfully as I licked my hoof and reached forward with it again. Her pussy was sticky and hot, pulsing with an impossible need. She shivered and blinked as she licked her lips. We still had half an hour planned for testing the clothes, and I wasn’t about to let that newly free time go to waste.

I had a doll dressed in new clothes to play with.

Author's Note

I dunno why, but this has just no pizazz. I'll fix it, but I gotta figure out what's wrong. My mind just hasn't been able to make sexy things lately, even though I still want to. Is old age finally catching up to me? Is your mindspace the first thing to go when you get senile? What year is it?