Forged Steel's Wrestling Journal

Entry 13

I did the J.O.B. clean, right in the middle, but I suppose that wasn’t enough for the fans because after he’d left the ring and I laid there to sell his piledriver, they kept throwing garbage at me. It’s quite incredible when you get so much heat that it’s not enough for you to lose convincingly to the other guy. Regardless, my business is concluded and now I’m on a train to the Crystal Empire. I saw a princess get on the train at the brief Ponyville stop, perhaps I should have struck conversation with her.

The train ride will take about three days, since I’m going from pretty far south to near the furthest north reaches of the nation. The ride tends to be very scenic, and because it’s a direct line I don’t even need to get dressed except to get food. We stop at the station outside of Vanhoover in the evening and I decide to help myself to their soup and salad.

On the way back to my cabin on the train, I glance to the side and notice that another door is open just a hair. As I looked over, through the crack I managed to get a view that I’m sure many stallions would give anything to see. I saw Princess Twilight herself, completely naked and likely getting dressed. Though it was only for a few seconds at most, it felt like I was standing there for minutes. Without a word I return to my cabin.

The food was what I expected from such cheap fast food, the soup tasted canned and the salad dressing was clearly some store brand. I guess for only a few bits one can’t be too picky. I lay back as the train pulls away and begins the long stretch to its destination. It’s mostly tundra and it’s night so there’s really nothing to see, as such I keep the shade closed on the window.

As I lay on the pull out bed with my thoughts, something strange comes over me. Maybe it’s just that I’ve always had a special place for our royalty and their beauty, but my mind keeps going back to seeing Her Highness completely bare before me. And of course, my imagination can’t simply leave well enough alone so it starts to conjure images of Her Highness and Princess Celestia.

The more I try to block it out, the more lewd my thoughts get. I hate when this happens. At first the fantasy starts with the both of them sharing a passionate kiss, then a glance at me, then they remove each other’s shirt. Celestia’s breasts would be larger, of course. They then crawl up my legs, hands running along my stomach and rub their cheeks against my shorts.

I snap back to reality and sure enough, my length is poking through my shorts and is rock hard. I’m not sure what else to do, so I slide my shorts off. My imagination won’t give me a break so it continues its fantasy, with both princesses running their hands over my cock. Twilight’s hands caress my balls and inner thigh as Celestia licks along the side. She pulls Twilight’s head down and the both of them share a kiss and then lick up the sides.

Back in reality I’ve already taken hold of myself with both hands, running slowly along my cock. While Twilight’s mouth runs up and down my length, Celestia slides back down and begins to fondle the other princess. Celestia’s treatment of Twilight causes her to moan, and she buries her face in the other’s slit while Twilight continues to treat me. Almost as suddenly as she started, Celestia stops treating the other and crawls onto me. Her tongue is red hot as she drags it over my muzzle.

Wasting no time, Twilight holds me upright as Celestia slides down my cock with a long, low moan. Twilight spreads the other princess’ rear and I feel her give Celestia a lick up my balls and her ass. The larger princess leans her head back with a moan much louder than before as she slowly rides me with Twilight doing her best to rim her. My hands cup her large breasts and Celestia leans down to steal another kiss with me, moaning passionately into my mouth.

In no time I feel myself ready to burst. Celestia also feels it as well because she gazes deeply into my eyes and whispers “Fill me, Steel… I want every drop deep inside me.” I only nod, panting too heavily to say anything. The older princess pushes herself down on me and hilts one last time as I let go. Her eyes don’t leave mine and I see her agape expression quickly curl into a smile as I cum. “Yes… That’s it… So warm and filling…”

Celestia crawls off of me and onto her back, Twilight then pressing her mouth onto Celestia’s slit to get a taste of me for herself. I then snap back into reality to find that I certainly did cum, but obviously doing so made a mess of myself. There appears to be quite a bit more than I’m used to, but maybe that’s because I haven’t gotten myself off in quite a while.

As I get myself cleaned up, I feel a bit of regret. I don’t know why, no one stumbled upon me (at least that I know of), all the windows were closed and my door locked, and it’s a natural thing to play with yourself. Is it because I peeked and saw Her Highness naked, that I fantasized of having both her and her teacher? That I would even think of Her Majesty, Princess Celestia, in such a way in the first place?

After I clean myself off, I put on a shirt and shorts and take a short walk through the train. Finding a service cart, I decide to stop and get myself a drink. It’s been awhile since I’ve had a vodka and tonic. I made sure to give the attendant a large tip to ensure I get a generous bit of hooch in it. Outside through the window I only see a dark, barren landscape.

I make quick work of the drink and get myself another, this time with an even higher booze content. I return to my cabin and lay down once more, then the buzz hits me. I drink down the rest of the cup in one quick swoop and stretch out as the alcohol takes hold. It’s definitely been a long time since I last drank because I rarely ever get buzzed this easy. I cut the lights out and open the window, actually seeing the northern lights.

Late in the next afternoon I arrive at the Crystal Empire. An old, grizzled lady with silver hair is waiting with a sign that bears my name. I walk over and she smiles professionally. “Steel, yes? I’m Iron Maiden, just call me Iron.” I nod and offer a hand, her shake being much more firm than most stallions I’ve met. “You’ve made a fine decision coming here that I’m sure you won’t regret.”

I now remember hearing of her, Iron was by far the toughest and most legendary mare to ever climb inside the ropes. These days mare wrestling has largely become a sideshow that seeks to only fuel sexual fantasies of adolescent colts, but in her heyday Iron was the undisputed queen of the ring. Aside from her accolades as an active wrestler, she also trains salty, tough as nails mares to be savages in the ring. Stallions who trained with her have said that her slaps hurt more than most other stallions’ punches.

She may well still be an active wrestler had she not been knocked up. She passed it off as she had developed cancer and shocked the world with a surprise retirement, even going so far as to have her head shaved in secret and losing 30 pounds all to sell the angle. Iron returned to wrestling once her son had gone to university, buying out the Crystal Empire territory. Her reputation as booker is that she’s fair but is merciless to those not respectful of the sport.

On the way to my apartment she tells me about Headcrusher, the world’s heavyweight champion and my upcoming partner. Most of it is what Quake told me before I left, but she emphasizes that he works very stiff and will throw lots of potatoes, and I shouldn’t take it personally. I joke that as long as he doesn’t try to kill me, I’ll be fine.

Iron shows concern that I haven’t worked as babyface before in my life, but she says it ultimately won’t be a problem as Headcrusher could turn even Sombra himself babyface. We arrive at the high rise and she tells me my first assignment is promos tomorrow morning at the TV studio. I ask about in ring work and she only chuckles with a response of “One step at a time, Steel.”

It’s a long elevator ride to the top, but when I get into the apartment, the shades are all open to allow the natural light of the sunset in, and the patio has a clear view to the north for some spectacular looks at the northern lights. The room is also fully and lavishly furnished, a king sized bed with satin sheets, a genuine suede sofa, and a full size kitchen among other luxuries.

I decide to go down to the building’s basement gym and get a long cardio workout in, then a bath before bed. The town actually appears to have a nightlife so I hopefully shouldn’t lose my mind up here. I go to sleep excited for my prospects in this city.