Author's Note

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Daddy Double Feature

“You few lucky stallions have been given a rare opportunity. Some of you may become my new soldiers, others may become slaves like my little pets here.” King Sombra placed a hand on the head of the unicorn sitting beside him, tussling the obedient slave’s hair. “But you will all be going through the same training until the loyalty you already have has been amplified tenfold.”

13 stallions stood in front of King Sombra, lined up shoulder to shoulder with their arms tied behind their backs. None of them dared to make eye contact with the king, they all stood naked with their eyes focused on the wall in front of them.

Sombra paced in front of the stallions, his two pets crawling on their hands and knees beside him. The king’s long red cape flowed elegantly behind him. 8 guards stood in the room, 4 behind the row of slaves and 4 in front of them. Off to the side of the room stood Sunburst. The orange unicorn was admiring the wide selection of stallions on display, wondering which ones he might be given for his work.

The king went to the far right end of the line and inspected the snow white earth pony with similarly white mane and tail. His cutie mark stood out against his white coat; three baby blue snowflakes. They matched his eyes, which were currently trailing up the valley of muscles that were the king’s abs.

“And who are you, little earth pony?” King Sombra asked.

“D-Double Diamond… oh uh, my king.” Double Diamond said. He forgot the title of the stallion standing over him for a brief second, lost in thought as he stared at King Sombra.

One of the guard’s closest to the king spoke up. “We found him in a secluded village, my king. We are still going through the citizens there, but he seemed like a very good candidate. Already very attracted to stallions, and very suggestible. We believe training him will be easy.”

“Good, then get this little slave a collar and have him begin training immediately.”

“Yes, my king.” The guard walked forwards and grabbed the rope tied around Double Diamond’s hands, pulling the earth pony towards the large doors. As the white stallion was being pulled away he shouted to Sombra. “Thank you, my king!”

Sombra said nothing further to the stallion. He moved on down the line, stepping in front of another earth pony. This one was older, with slicked back hair that had quite obviously been dyed. His face was just beginning to show signs of aging, with wrinkles around his face and bags under his eyes. This did not detract from the pony’s appearance though. He had a dark cream colored coat and for an older stallion he kept himself in good shape. His cutie mark were three cartoonish looking bags of money with green bit signs on them. Even when completely nude and restrained the pony had a suave air to him that intrigued the king. But Sombra was not very interested in older stallions. He preferred the tight, young ones whose hips he didn’t have to worry about breaking, even though his strength was enough to break just about anypony’s hips.

“And you?” Sombra asked the stallion before him.

“Filthy Rich, your majesty.” The stallion bowed slightly before the king.

“Filthy Rich? And just how much money do you have?”

“My net worth is 20 billion bits.” Filthy Rich replied nonchalantly.

“Interesting. And why has a stallion as rich as you come here to be my slave?”

“Well, not to pin the blame on your or anything my king, but after you captured that large stallion Macintosh and his sister, the apple farm where I get most of my product slowed to a crawl. Now I’ve got investors on my ass all day asking what I’m going to do, I’ve had to sell 3 of my Summer homes, and things are only getting worse! I saw the ads you’ve been putting in the paper and this whole ‘slave’ life doesn’t sound so bad. Endless pleasure, free meals prepared by the royal chefs. I mean, being exposed like this will take some getting used to, but I’m proud of my body.”

Filthy’s mention of ads in the paper caught Sombra’s attention. He had created a propaganda department within the castle only 3 months ago and already a pony had shown up on his doorstep wanting to join the regime. The king took a step back and spoke to the entire crowd of ponies.

“Who else came here because of the content my castle has been putting out?”

5 ponies raised their hands. A hulking white pegasus with dirty blonde hair and a barbell for a cutie mark, a blue pegasus with even darker blue hair and a spinning top cutie mark, a light cream colored earth pony with flowing dark amber hair and a feather between two red hearts for a cutie mark, a light gray pegasus with white and turquoise mane and a pair of silver lightning bolt cutie mark, and finally a small colt.

The colt caught Sombra’s eyes. He was very short. Easily the shortest pony in the room. The little earth pony colt was white with large brown spots covering his body, most prominently one over his right eye. He had a large fluffy mane of brown hair and a short tail, and he was not as physically impressive as the stallions he was lined up beside. His cock was easily the smallest one in the room and he was much more petite with a little bit of fat on his stomach. While most of the ponies in the line looked nervous, this little colt had a determined expression on his face. He wanted something.

Sombra unexpectedly left Filthy Rich, walking over to the little colt. As the tiny pony noticed the king quite clearly making a B-line for him, his determined look broke slightly to reveal a tinge of fear.

“What’s your name, little colt?” The king asked. The colt barely reached the bottom of Sombra’s large pectoral muscles.

“P-Pipsqueak” (Use that small text on this) The colt whimpered out. His bravery suddenly gone when he stood before King Sombra.

“What was that? Speak up, slave.”

“Pipsqueak. M-mistah Sombra.” The colt said louder. He had a cockney Trottingham accent.

“That’s king to you, little colt.” Sombra replied with venom in his voice.

“Yes Mistah King! Yes sir!” Pipsqueak stammered out.

What did you read that made you want to come here, Pipsqueak?” Sombra said the colt’s name with a mocking tone.

“I-I read the revised history of Equestria’s Empires, I did Mistah. It was real fascina’ing! I especially loved readin’ about how kindly you took in the princesses. Is it true that Princess Luna acshually surrendered to you after you agree to be kind to her ci’izens mistah king?” Pipsqueak was suddenly very excited, talking fast about what was apparently a favorite book of his. Sombra did not know what he was talking about. He never actually read the propaganda that was put out, and the former princess Luna never surrendered. If she weren’t trapped on the moon, the alicorn would likely still be fighting Sombra, or she would be dead.

A guard stepped forward to hand King Sombra a book. It was the Revised History of Equestria’s Empires, a well read copy judging by its state. There were yellow sticky notes sticking out of many of the pages with short notes on them. Sombra looked at the cover of the book. It showed a small tree with only a few branches. At the ends of each branch were the cutie marks of a ruler of Equestria, past or present. A corrupt version of the crystal heart sat at the very top of the tree, a stand in for the cutie mark that Sombra did not have. Sombra’s branch went into a branch with the cutie mark of Princess Cadenza, which itself was one of three branches sprouting from a branch that bore an elaborate spinning vortex type cutie mark with a sun at its center. The mother of Princess Celestia, alive before even Sombra. The other two branches sprouting from Celestia’s mother belong to Celestia herself, as well as her sister Luna.

At the bottom of the cover were the words “Written by Night Light & Published by the Crystal Empire Publishing Company.”

Night Light, King Sombra’s head of propaganda. The blue unicorn was roughly the same age as Filthy Rich, and was in charge of creating content that would alter public opinion of Sombra’s empire. Night Light was a father, though Sombra was never interested in finding out who his child or children were. And from rumors the guards told him, Night Light was considered “Daddy Material” by the younger soldiers. The king looked up from the book, examining the little colt whose question he had chosen to disregard. Night Light was doing a good job and a reward was in order.

“Sunburst!” The king shouted across the room to his magician. The unicorn jumped to attention and looked over at his king.

“Y-yes King Sombra!?”

“You can keep Filthy Rich.” Sombra began. At the mention of his name, Filthy turned to look at the young orange unicorn with creepy eyes whom he had just been “given” to. The unicorn was nearly jumping up and down while he rubbed his hands together in glee. “And take the colt too. Turn him into a gift for Night Light.”

“Yes, my king. Thank you so much! I’ll get started on them right away.”

Filthy Rich tried to speak up but was quickly stopped by a red rubber ball being stuffed into his open maw. A thick strap was tied behind his head, painfully cutting into his cheeks.

“Mmph! Mmmgpher!” Filthy Rich yelled out behind his gag. A nubile hand reach around and rubbed the older stallion’s chest gently.

“Shhh...shhh… everything’s going to be fine. Let’s go to my little lab.” The stallion behind Filthy whispered.

Sunburst’s horn was engulfed in green mist which also quickly faded in around Pipsqueak and Filthy Rich, lifting the two restrained lab rats into the air. He pulled the two ponies along and shouted a sincere thanks to King Sombra on his way out off the room.

The royal wizard carried his new test subjects to his lab. The large room was just as cluttered as ever, with towers of books that threatened to topple over at any minute, cabinets overflowing with notes the unicorn had taken, and various objects and antiques that the unicorn had an interest in researching. However, there was now a large doggy bed at one corner of the room, upon which laid a charcoal colored pegasus curled up asleep. Sunburst wasted no time dropping the two of them in his mind blanking chairs. Small clouds of green mist surrounded the pony’s restrains, untying the ropes and tossing them off to the side before forcing their hands onto the armrests of the chair. Sunburst used his magic to tighten the leather wraps around Pipsqueak’s wrists and ankles, but crouched beside Filthy and handled his restraints ponyally.

“I hope that’s not too tight.” Sunburst said as he pulled the leather straps around Filthy’s wrists. The older stallion tried to speak but the gag in his mouth was still muffling his words.

“M-mine are a little tight mistah.” Pipsqueak chimed in.

“Oh I’m sorry little guy. Let me get those for you.” Sunburst reached over and pulled on the straps, tightening them around the colt’s wrists. “There you go, now be quiet.”

The unicorn stood in front of Filthy Rich and slowly unclasped the ball gag in his mouth. Filthy let the spit covered red ball fall into his lap and roll onto the floor while he stretched his jaw.

“I don’t know what King Sombra meant when he said I was yours, but you better not think you can fuck someone as rich as me little unicorn. I’ve seen what happens in your courtyard and I want no part of it.” Filthy Rich began ranting at Sunburst, but the unicorn quickly silenced him with a finger to the lips. Sunburst slid into the older stallion’s lap, wrapping his arms behind the earth pony’s back. His horn was still light and behind the restrained pony he held his journal and a mirror in the grasp of his magic. He ground his ass into his new captive’s lap and made conversation while he aligned the crystals.

“Of course I won’t be fucking you, Mr. Rich. I prefer to bottom anyways.” He gave Filthy a wink. “I’m a wizard, and a scientist. You and Pipsqueak are new test subjects in a completely safe experiment that I’m running. I have to ask though, did you know about all the debauchery that goes on in this castle when you showed up?”

“Yes. I’ve got connections, I hear about a lot of things.”

“Obviously not enough things for you to turn tail and run away from Equestria.” Sunburst thought to himself.

“My daughter’s already in college and my wife spends more time with the poolcolt than me. After I read that ad in the paper, I wanted in. Having sex all day long sounds like a dream. I’m not picky about who it’s with, so long as it’s somepony attractive. But I didn’t expect all of this.” Filthy Rich said, motioning around the room and down to his restrains with his head.

Sunburst giggled like a little schoolfilly. “Well, don’t you worry Mr. Rich. You’re going to live the same luxurious life you’re used to. You’re not some common slave, you’re mine!” The wizard leaned in close and grinned mischievously. His look did nothing to calm Filthy Rich down.

“And what about you Pipsqueak? Did you know what about all the fun we have in the Crystal Empire?”

“Y-yes sir. There’s a lot of uh...matin’ isn’t there.” The colt replied sheepishly, clearly uncomfortable talking about such things.

“Mating? Hah! There needs to be a mare involved for it to be mating. What goes on in this castle is hot. Steamy. Gay. Sex.” Sunburst punctuated each of his last 4 words by moving closer and whispering them into the colt’s ear.

Pipsqueak tried his best to back away from the unicorn, who moved between the chairs like a cat. “Yes that’s what I mean sir.” He stammered out.

“And your parents don’t have a problem with that?”

“M-my parents um… they encouraged me to come here.”

Sunburst stopped his teasing and looked at the colt with genuine surprise. “Really? They wanted you here?”

“Y-yes sir. I told them that I liked ano’er colt in my highschool and they said that I should come here if I like colts so much. They seemed right steamed about it too, probably upset I didn’t tell them sooner. They always want the best for me, they do.” The colt said, oblivious to the truth of the matter.

Sunburst was less oblivious. He gave the colt a soft smile and a peck on the cheek. “Well if you’re a colt-cuddler than the Crystal Empire is going to be a fun place for you!”

Using his magic, Sunburst finished adjusting the crystals on the back of both Filthy and Pipsqueak’s chairs, then he lowered the helmets onto them. As he was tightening the chinstrap there was a knock on the door to his lab. It was loud enough to wake the sleeping pegasus up. He shot to his legs and barked loudly at the door, rushing over to it ready to bite any possible intruders. He startled Filthy and Pipsqueak but only mildly annoyed Sunburst. The unicorn used his magic to grab the back of Thunderlane’s collar and drag him back to bed.

“Down Coal! Down!” Sunburst commanded. Coal stopped barking and sat on his haunches, still watching the door with baited breath. Sunburst sighed and gave Filthy Rich a quick peck on the cheek before getting out of the stallion’s lap. As he approached the door, the unicorn called out to the pony on the other side.

“Who is it?” He asked.

“Night Light. I was told you had a gift for me?” A stallion’s voice called out from the other side.

The sound of Night Light’s friendly yet commanding tone put pep into Sunburst’s step. The unicorn quickly ran back over to his restrained test subjects and leaned in close to Pipsqueak.

“I like you kid, but if you embarrass me in front of Night Light I swear to Sombra I will make you spend the rest of your life thinking you’re a tree.” The unicorn whispered his threat into the colt’s ear.

“Yes sir! I promise I won’ embarrass you in front o’ mistah Night Light.”

Satisfied, the wizard sprinted back to the door. He took a moment to straighten out his messy hair, fluff his camp, and push his silver rimmed glasses back up his muzzle, before finally grabbing the doorknob and opening the large door.

Before Sunburst stood a dark blue unicorn with even darker curly hair that had just a few strands of gray flickering in the candlelight. He looked clean shaven, and younger than Filthy Rich with slightly more toned muscles and less wrinkles. His hands were on his hips, tough from years of labor but also slender and nimble like those of a writer. He wore more clothes than most other stallions in King Sombra’s castle. A tight fighting white dress shirt with the top few buttons undone to reveal the ample hair on his muscular chest, and dark blue slacks with small ink stains down the front. The slacks were same shade as his mane and tail. Additionally, the unicorn wore a pair of black dress shoes and reading glasses much like Sunburst’s. The final touch was the leather collar around his neck that was done up tight.

Night Light had surrendered to the king shortly after news broke of Twilight Sparkle’s capture. Most just assumed that the unicorn had given up and was praying that Sombra would take it easy on him if he surrendered. That was not uncommon after the princesses fell. Nopony knew that he was the father of both Twilight Sparkle and Shining Armor, and his kids, up until recently, were not even aware he was in the castle. Night Light took easily to the training, a common thing for a married stallion, and he was the one to suggest that the kingdom produce propaganda. It was a ploy of his to try and gain more power within the regime and hopefully lead the ponies in a massive revolution against Sombra. The king laughed at his idea originally, and made Night Light create the first pieces of propaganda entirely on his own. But as ponies began to read and believe the lies that Night Light created, the king finally saw the use of such powerful media. The former room of Princess Cadence, Night Light’s daughter in-law, was turned into the propaganda division where the unicorn and 6 other ponies worked tirelessly to control public opinion on King Sombra.

The fatherly stallion stood in the doorway with his hands on his hips, looking at the little orange unicorn in front of him. He was well aware of the wizard’s utter infatuation with ponies he thought of as father figures. The little stallion was actually drooling a little at the sight of Night Light.

“Sunburst, my gift?” Night Light asked.

“Huh? Oh right! Come in here, he’s strapped to the chair.” Sunburst took a step back to allow his 3rd biggest crush (The first two of course being King Sombra and Sharp Spear) into the messy lab.

Night Light looked around and let out a sigh. “You really need to clean your room, Sunburst.”

“Are you going to punish me if I don’t?” The unicorn asked with a sly grin on his face. The older pony ignored him and walked to the back of the room where 2 other ponies were restrained in chairs. While he did that Sunburst grabbed Coal by his collar and pulled him over to his doggy bed. He grabbed a leash tied to the leg of a heavy wooden table nearby and clipped it onto Coal’s collar, keeping the brainwashed pegasus there for the time being. The pegasus whimpered pathetically and licked the unicorn’s hooves and legs a couple times.

“Not right now Coal, I have guests. You and I can have fun later.”

While the wizard took care of his dog, the author was examining the two captive ponies. One was an older earth pony he recognized as Filthy Rich, the richest stallion in Ponyville; a village his daughter had been living in before Sombra’s return. The other one was a young and tiny colt. If he had been standing, the colt likely wouldn’t have even come up to Night Light’s shoulders.

“Which one’s mine?” Night asked.

“The big one’s mine.” Sunburst said, walking over and possessively putting a hand on Filthy’s chest. “The small one’s name is Pipsqueak. He’s yours.”

Night Light had to fight to hold back his laughter at the little colt’s name. “Pipsqueak” how cruel can parents be?

Night Light grabbed Pipsqueak’s restrained hand and shook it as best he could. His grip was gentle but there was obvious power behind it. “Hello Pipsqueak. My name’s Night Light.”

“Good day mistah Night Light. You can just call me Pip if you want.” The little colt said.

“Is that a Trottingham accent?” Night Light asked with raise eyebrows.

“Why yes i’ is sir. I was born in Trottingham. It’s a nice place innit.” Pip said back with a smile.

“That it is. I’ve always wanted to go. So much culture there.”

Night Light was already taking a liking to the cute little cockney colt in front of him.

“If you’re ready to begin, I’ve already got the chairs set up.” Sunburst said. He held up his journal behind the restrained ponies, just out of their view but perfectly within Night Light’s. It was open to two pages that showed complimentary alignments.

The left page had the words “Daddy Dom” written in big bubble letters at the top with a small heart in front. The rest of the page contained an index of numbers, and a several paragraph long description at the bottom, but even with his glasses Night Light’s eyes were not good enough to read it from his current distance.

The right page had the words “Teach me daddy” written in a much thicker and rigid font. It too had a list of numbers beneath it and a long description underneath that.

“I can’t read that Sunburst.” Night Light informed the wizard.

“It doesn’t matter. You’ll love it!” Sunburst tossed his journal onto the table behind him and quickly hit the big red buttons on the helmets wrapped around the restrained pony’s heads. Night Light tried to tell him no, or reach out to grab his hands, but he was too late. A loud electric shock sound rung out, once again startling the brainwashed pegasus near the door who began barking. Filthy and Pip were convulsing in their chairs. Their eyes rolling into the back of their heads as their fingernails cut into the wooden armrests of the chair, peeling away at them. All at once, the room fell silent. The ponies collapsed in their chairs as the electricity ceased to flow, and Coal’s loud barks were silenced by a magical grip around his mouth.

Night Light starred at the two limp ponies before him, completely horrified. Sunburst on the other hand, was rushing off to clear a mess of paper off a queen-size bed in the corner of the room. It was so thoroughly buried underneath the wizard’s garbage that Night didn’t even see it at first.

“What did you do Sunburst!?” The blue unicorn asked.

“It’s a new method of brainwashing I’m working on. It’s so much faster than that old training system, and it yields some interesting results. They’ll wake up in a couple minutes so if you want to set the mood you better get moving.” The unicorn explained nonchalantly.

“Set the mood? What are you talking about!? Are they even still alive!?” Night Light asked in abject horror.

“Of course they’re alive! What kind of pervert do you think I am? Their personalities have just been altered a little.” Filthy Rich’s limp unconscious body was suddenly surrounded in a field of green mist. His restrains were undone and the stallion was lifted out of his seat and set down lovingly on the now cleared bed. “Now then, are you gonna fuck that little colt or not?”

“I-I’m not in the mood for that right now Sunburst…” Night Light began. The orange unicorn quickly grabbed a bottle of blue liquid off his night stand and rushed over to the blue stallion. He popped the bottle open and held it underneath Night’s nose.

“Sure you are. You just need a little bit of encouragement.”

The smell was pleasant, like cherries and cream. And as Night Light’s pupils slowly expanded the unicorn turned to look at the petite colt sitting before him with a very predatory gaze.

Some time later

Filthy Rich felt hungover. No, he felt worse than that. As a rich socialite in Ponyville he drank a lot and as a man going through marital troubles he drank even more. Filthy had woken up hungover more times than he could count. What he was feeling as he woke on a bed that felt decisively unlike his own was far worse than a headache. It was a godsend that it went away quickly as the old stallion sat up in some stranger’s bed.

He looked around the room. It was a disaster. Filthy didn’t often see messes like this. His own home was tended to by a large force of maids. This room couldn’t have been in his house, it simply couldn’t have been. The bed underneath him was soft but the silk blankets felt scratchy, nothing like the ones he had at home, and the strong miasma of sex hung in the air which was another thing his upscale mansion was not known for. As Filthy looked around the messy room his eyes eventually settled on a completely nude orange unicorn with ginger hair who was staring at him dreamily.

“This unicorn…” Filthy thought to himself. “He looks familiar. I know I’ve seen him before, but where?” He tried to remember the last days events but it was foggy. He remembered seeing an ad in his newspaper, then hopping aboard a train and taking it… to his son’s house. That sounded right. Things suddenly started clicking together like puzzle pieces that had been painted over. He remembered wanting to visit his son, the orange unicorn before him named Sunburst, and here he sat in his son’s room. His son’s messy room.

“Sunburst, when was the last time you cleaned in here? And where are your clothes young man? Where are my clothes!?” Filthy asked angrily, realizing at that moment that he was naked. His sudden anger clearly shocked the unicorn in front of him, but Sunburst quickly regained his composure.

“Oh I’m sorry daddy, I didn’t expect you to be here so soon.” Sunburst said, trying to commit to his part.

“That’s no excuse. You represent my business out here, I can’t have you tarnishing my name. Get over here!” Filthy grabbed his son’s arm and pulled the unicorn over to him.

“What are you doing?” Sunburst asked as his “dad” grabbed him by the arm and pulled him over easily with is Earth pony strength. Filthy laid Sunburst over his lap and flipped up the stallion’s silly cape to reveal his son’s bare ass.

“It’s called discipline. It’s something I never taught you or Diamond Tiara, but if this is how you’re going to live then clearly I’ve got to teach it to you now. Now, you’re going to count each of these and if I stop you damn well better ask for more. Is that understood?”

Sunburst didn’t say anything for a moment, caught off guard by how deeply his machine had affected Filthy’s mind and wondering who “Diamond Tiara” was. His daughter perhaps? The older stallion caught his attention with a hard smack right to his left asscheek that made Sunburst yelp in pain. His bubble butt jiggled from the force of Filthy’s spanking.

“I said, is that understood?” Filthy Rich said with much more force than before.

“Y-yes daddy!” Sunburst replied quickly.

“Good. Start counting!” Filthy brought his hand back and delivered another hard spank to Sunburst’s other cheek.

“GAH! One!” The unicorn called out. Before his ass had even stopped shaking Filthy delivered two more spanks. “Two! EEP! Three!” A small red handprint began forming, barely visible through Sunburst’s orange coat. “AH! Four! Five!” Something was beginning to prod at Sunburst’s waist, but the pony was far too lost in pleasure and pain to notice it. His mind was entirely focused on the punishment his daddy was dishing out.

In another room a small colt woke up with a lollipop in his mouth. It tasted like bubblegum and was pressed against the inside of his cheek. The colt sat up and rubbed the sleep out of his eyes before looking around the room he was in, absentmindedly moving the lollipop around with his tongue.

The room was small and dimly light by 4 candles mounted to the walls and another lone candle on a desk nearby. The desk had an open book on it, as well as a several empty ink wells and a quill.

The room was cold and in the dim light the colt, Pipsqueak, couldn’t find a door to leave. Pipsqueak looked down and suddenly realized why he was cold: He was completely naked. The little earth pony quickly covered his crotch with his hands, even though he seemed to be alone, and stood up from the wobbly wooden chair he was sat in.

A strong hand reach out and set itself on Pipsqueak’s shoulder. The colt would have jump 20 hands into the air if that hand wasn’t pressing down on him, pushing him back into his chair. The owner of the hand walked around to stand in front of Pipsqueak, and the little colt suddenly felt much more comfortable with his nakedness, which was odd considering it was his own father standing in front of him.

“Oh, hey dad.” Pipsqueak said to the blue unicorn standing over him. Night Light was dressed up much more than Pipsqueak, which wasn’t difficult considering the colt was buck-naked. He wore a white dress shirt, slacks, glasses, dress shoes, and a thick leather collar. Night Light’s firm grip on Pip’s shoulder made the colt feel oddly comforted.

“Hey there kiddo,” Night Light said, slipping into his role. He and his wife had become more adventurous after their kids left the house, and had gotten into heavy roleplaying. This role wasn’t too difficult for him. “Your mom’s taking a bath so I figured I’d come see what you’re up to.”

“I uh...I’m acshually not sure what I was doin’ before you came in here.” Pipsqueak said. He cocked his head to the side, trying to remember what had happened over the last few hours, but was distracted as his dad reached out and grabbed the stick of the lollipop in his mouth. Night Light twirled it around on his tongue, letting the colt get a good taste of the artificial bubblegum taste, before he pulled it out with a pop and stuck it in his own mouth.

The sight of his own dad acting so sexual caused Pipsqueak’s relatively small cock to grow. The unicorn pulled the lollipop out of his own mouth after a second and rubbed the candy against Pip’s parted lips, leaving a trail of sticky spit around the colt’s mouth.

“Get up champ. Daddy wants to have some fun.” Night Light ordered his “son.”

“Please daddy! Please don’t stop! Keep spanking me, keep spanking your naughty son!” Sunburst was begging with his ass held up in the air. His fake father was taking a break in between spanks to rest his arm. At Sunburst’s request however, another hard smack came down on the deep red handmark imprinted on Sunburst’s left asscheek. “MMM! 57!”

Filthy Rich’s arm was getting tired but the stallion refused to stop now. He had to teach his son discipline if his business was going to survive. He delivered two more quick hits to the unicorn who counted them off obediently. Filthy’s could feel his son’s precum leaking onto his leg but didn’t address it. It would have been hypocritical of him to chastise his son for leaking his stallion juices onto him when Filthy was doing the exact same thing. His thick cock was rubbing up against his son’s and the two were trading sticky fluids.

Filthy Rich wound up and delivered a final spank to the jiggling flesh of his son’s soft ass. The unicorn called out “60!” with tears running down his face. Filthy left his hand there, running it over the warm and tender flesh of Sunburst’s abused asscheeks. When his dad didn’t spank him again the unicorn started to beg for more through heavy breathing but he was stopped by Filthy’s hand over his mouth.

“Shhh, we’re done now. I hope you learned your lesson, son.”

A muffled “Yes daddy.” came from between Filthy’s fingers.

“Good.” The rich stallion released Sunburst and let the unicorn stand up. He could now see his son’s rock hard cock standing straight out, clear fluid leaking from the tip. The stallion pretended to disregard it as he looked up at the caped unicorn with a stern expression on his face. “Now clean this mess up.” He ordered.

Sunburst looked down at the older pony in disbelief. “What? Are you serious?”

“Dead serious. Clean up your room, now.” Filthy Rich leaned back, propping himself up with his hands. He let his cock swish back and forth, standing straight up like a tree in the wind.

Sunburst was upset but didn’t question his “dad.” Instead he turned around and used his magic to pick up several books piled up in a small stack. He looked back one last time and saw Filthy Rich making no attempt to get off the bed, before he turned back around and moved the book over to an empty shelf.

“Ooooh…” Pipsqueak moaned loudly as the lollipop finally pressed into his ass, spreading his anus and slipping in. The little candy orb popped into his ass, while the thin white stick stuck straight out. Night Light held that stick, and he moved it around, coating the insides of his brainwashed colt with candy. The earth pony was leaning over the little wooden chair he woke up sitting in just minutes ago, with his tight little ass in his father’s face. The colt’s meager 7’ cock hung down beneath him and Night Light made a grab for it with his free hand. He rubbed it up and down, feeling the rapid pulse of the young and intensely horny colt in his strong hand.

Pipsqueak was shaking his ass back and forth, encouraging his father to be even more adventurous. “Daddy, I’ve never taken ano’er ponies cock before. Could you please teach me?” He asked in a sexually pleading tone.

“Of course champ. What sort of father would I be if I didn’t teach you how to have safe and responsible sex.” Night Light pulled the lollipop out of Pipsqueak suddenly, making the colt jump in surprise. He took one long lick of the candy, getting a taste of the colt’s delicious ass mixed with the bubblegum candy. After his lick he reached around and held the lollipop up to Pipsqueak’s mouth, letting the colt wrap his tongue around it and pull the candy into his own waiting maw.

“First thing’s first, make sure there’s enough lube.” Night Light said. The unicorn leaned down and pressed his tongue against the little white pucker that was Pipsqueak’s asshole. The colt moaned like a whore as the stallion he wholeheartedly believed to be his own father penetrated his asshole with his tongue.

Night Light’s tongue danced around Pipsqueaks’ insides. He had practiced cunnilingus on his wife many times, but this was his first time trying analingus and with a colt no less. He stretched his tongue as far as it could go, passing the candy taste he’d put in there and reaching the natural taste of his “son.” It was a good taste, much better than the sugary lollipop in Night’s opinion.

Pipsqueak was groaning loudly at the feeling of his dad’s invasive tongue pressing up against the walls of his ass. It swirled around his insides, licking up the sticky candy residue that had been there before and replacing it with slimy spit.

When Night Light was satisfied he pulled his tongue out and spat on Pip’s anus as it puckered back up. The blue unicorn stood back up, cock in his hand, and looked down at the quivering colt in front of him.

“Second step: Get fucked.” Night said with a chuckle as he grabbed Pipsqueak’s hips and pressed the tip of his dick to the colt’s winking hole.

“What are you wearing that collar for, boy?” Filthy asked his son. The unicorn was currently levitating some papers, sorting them into a neat stack that he set down on his desk, while the earth pony stood behind him with a judgemental look in his eyes.

“It’s just a uh… fashion statement, daddy.” Sunburst replied. He didn’t know how much the earth pony actually remembered. It was best that he try not to address the current political situation until he knew more about Filthy’s memories.

“Yeah? Just like that faggy cape?” Filthy said with a sneer. He grabbed the cape on his son’s back and pulled it to the side, revealing the unicorn’s beat red ass.

Caught off guard by the cold air pressing up against his tender butt, Sunburst tried to grab his cape and pull it back down but Filthy wouldn’t allow it. He held the cape with his strong Earth pony hands, staring at his son’s bare butt with a hunger.

“I saw your dick kiddo. Does being spanked by your daddy turn you on?” Filthy mocked him. Sunburst’s upper cheeks were not just as red as his lower ones.

“Y-yes daddy. I love being spanked by you.” The unicorn said, his cock twitching a little with every word.

“Mmmm, maybe I should send you to King Sombra. I hear he loves colt-cuddlers.”

Well that gave the wizard an idea of where the stallion’s memory stopped.

“Let’s see if you’re good material for the king’s regime you little colt-cuddler.” Filthy Rich’s body suddenly pressed up against Sunburst’s, his thick cock grinding between the unicorn’s thighs and sticking out underneath the young one’s own dick.

“AH! Daddy please, that’s too hard.” Pipsqueak cried out. The chair underneath him wobbled back and forth as his dad furiously slammed into his ass. Being fucked so roughly burned like white hot fire, but felt far too good for the little colt to stop pushing up against his dad.

“If you can think about the pain then it’s not too hard, son.” Night Light had two hands on Pip’s hips, pulling his cock back only a couple inches before slamming it back in to the base. The little colt turned out to be a natural cocksleeve, easy to slip into and unbelievably tight once you were buried inside him. The stallion slammed his dick in over and over again, muttering obscenities under his breath as he quickly approached his peak.

With one hand Night Light reached out and grabbed Pipsqueak’s messy brown hair, curling his fingers in it and pulling back hard. The colt screamed in pain at first, but the scream quickly turned into a moan of pleasure like a switch had been flicked in him.

“Ooooh fuck! Yes daddy! Use my hair as a fuck handle! Yes!” The colt yelled out, now thrusting his own hips back and forth. Pipsqueak impaled himself on his father’s cock and loved every dirty and depraved second of it.

Then the chair finally gave out.

The small wooden chair toppled over and Pipsqueak fell on it with a shout, simultaneously slipping off his dad’s dick. He laid on the floor, fine except for a few small scratches, but the chair was destroyed. Night Light stood over him pondering for a moment before scooping the colt up in his arms.

“Let’s go.” The unicorn said.

“I’m a slut for my daddy!” Sunburst shouted. The rich stallion fucking his behind held a mirror out in front of Sunburst, allowing the unicorn to look at his own sweaty face while he was used.

“Again!” Filthy Rich commanded. He had one hand wrapped around his son’s throbbing cock and the other tightly squeezing the stallion’s balls. His hips pistoned in and out of Sunburst, fucking the little whore with reckless abandon.

“I’m a slut for my daddy!” The unicorn shouted again. He could see the satisfaction on his face reflected in the mirror.

“Aga-” The door to Sunburst’s lab was thrown open with magic by a blue unicorn carrying a tiny white and brown colt in his arms bridal style. As the door was thrown open a gagged and restrained Thunderlane shot up from his bed, trying to bark at the intruder but failing. Night Light looked through the clutter in the room and eventually spotted Sunburst in a cleared patch of the lab. His arms were wrapped around Filthy Rich’s head, pulling the stallion close.

“Who are you!?” Filthy Rich asked.

“I’m a friend of Sunburst. My bed is at the other end of the castle so I figured I would use yours.” Night Light explained. Without waiting for approval he walked into the room and carried the colt in his arms over to the bed. Filthy felt a sudden coldness on his dick as Sunburst hopped off and pulled him by the hand towards the bed as well.

Sunburst and Pipsqueak locked lips, their tongues intertwining as their respective daddy’s fucked them. Pipsqueak was on his back as Night Light pounded into him in the missionary position, while Sunburst loomed over him getting fucked doggy style. Above the two young ponies, Night Light and Filthy Rich were also trading spit. Filthy noted a strong bubblegum taste in the other stallion’s mouth that encouraged him to probe his tongue around.

After a couple seconds of thrusting Pipsqueak broke his kiss with the orange unicorn on top of him and shouted “Switch!” At which point Night Light and Filthy pulled out of their sons and switched positions. Filthy flipped the petite colt over and pulled him into the doggy style pose as well before lining up the head of his dick with Pip’s tight asshole. Night Light kept Sunburst in his current position, but did deliver a very hard spank to the unicorn’s obviously abused butt. His gasps of pain were muffled by Pipsqueak’s candy coated lips that tasted absolutely delicious.

The 4 ponies sat in bed, fucking like rabbits for 5 more minutes. Pipsqueak was the first one to cum when Night Light with a fist full of Pip’s hair, slammed his full length into the colt, pressing the head of his fat cock up against his prostate. Pip shot several loads onto Sunburst’s sheets, moaning into the unicorn’s needy mouth.

The feeling of Pip’s ass clamping around his cock in orgasm trigger Night Light’s own reaction. The unicorn pulled back harder of Pipsqueak’s hair and erupted inside of the colt’s ass. His cum quickly filled up the little pony with an indescribably warmth.

Filthy Rich came third as he ruthlessly fucked the stallion beneath him. He clenched his eyes shut and grit his teeth as he came harder than he had all month. His shot a torrent of stallion seed deep into Sunburst’s asshole, and the warm jiz was all the wizard needed to finally cum himself.

Sunburst sat up on his knees and let his thick twitching dick spray milky white fluid all over Pipsqueak’s face. When his cock was done letting off ropes of cum the unicorn nearly collapsed on the bed beside the colt. All 4 ponies lay on the bed, Night Light and Filthy Rich still buried balls deep inside their son’s.

The room now stank even more of sex as the 4 stallions panted on the soft bed. Night Light wrapped his arms around Pipsqueak, pulling the colt close for a sweaty hug. Filthy and Sunburst were pressed up against each other, with the older stallion’s face buried in the ginger mane of his son. As sleep began to creep up on the 4 of them, Filthy Rich leaned in close to his son’s ear and whispered.

“Hope you’re ready to clean this mess up too.”