Author's Note

the editor for this chapter Dr. Sharaz Jek http://preofery.com/35i

Play time

Luna walked back to the main room of the ancient stone castle wearing a thick trench coat, her padded steps echoing on the cool stone. “Ready, Rarity?” Giving a cocky smile Rarity looked up at her with a nod, closed the book she was reading, and glanced down to see Spike's legs. He appeared to be snoozing softly from the small rise and fall of his chest.

“If you can hear me lift your leg,” asked Rarity. He lifted his left leg as instructed. She took off her dense coat and it fell onto Spike. “Get up, darling. It's time you fulfilled your role.” She stroked an index finger under his chin.

Spike shuffled to his feet with a groan and brushed a hand through messy hair. “Come on, let's not do this.”

“But we both want this.” Luna raised his head with a sly smile. “You're our master.”

Was it simply the breeze whistling through the ancient building which made him shiver? Goosebumps dotted his flesh. “I don't want to!” He couldn't help but worry about what would happen if he took things too far.

“You had better,” warned Luna who narrowed her eyes. “Otherwise, you shall surely pay for it.”

With another groan Spike said, “Yeah, yeah.” He really didn't see another way out of this, and the sooner he got it over with, the better. Maybe he'd even learn to like it? “Okay, the first order of business. Line up side-by-side.” The pair snapped to obey his command. His eyes drank them in and he licked his chops. “That's better. Good posture!”

He settled onto the throne, one leg placed over the other, and stroked his chin. “Now...dance for me, puppets!” They looked at him, bewildered. “What, it's not complicated? Get to it! Entertain me!” They started a slow dance. “No, no, no! I said entertaining!” They started to pivot and twirl their arms. “Yeah, not bad.” He waved a hand. “Now, take it further!”

Directing them as needed, they hopped about, did jumping jacks, tumbled and pirouetted, whatever he could think up on the fly. “How about a striptease?” They shuffled out of their clothes, tossing the garments aside into a pile until they bared themselves to him completely. He studied their supple, rippling flesh with a leer while they strutted about, undergoing the same dance routine again, this time denuded and covered in a thin sheen of sweat which glistened over their curves.

Sliding off the throne, he took Luna's hands first, dancing with the nocturnal beauty. “Oh Spike...”

Just as quickly he slid away and scooped Rarity into his grasp. She cooed and laid her head on his shoulder.

He traded between them, teasing them with small bouts of attention, then dismissing then just as easily. They wanted a master. Well then, he'd use them to satisfy himself first! That would teach them to push him too far!

“Okay,” he said shoving her away. “Enough nonsense. Both of you, on all fours! Chop-chop!” They lowered themselves before him and he took a moment to admire their posteriors with a sly smile. He walked around the pair, who was huffing and sweaty and landed a powerful swat on their backsides. They cried out as supple flesh wobbled upon contact.

Red handprints were imprinted upon their asscheeks. “Stretch your holes open for me,” he ordered getting more into his role. Using their fingers, they reached back and parted their cheeks wide, exposing soft pink fuckholes already wet with anticipation. He spat onto the rings of their anuses with a snicker, stroking manhood that was already dripping with precum.

“Now, who's first?” He took turns rubbing the tips around their soft, squishy buttholes. “Hey, I got a better idea! Both of you, stack up atop each other! Luna on the bottom, since you're bigger!” They shifted into position, Rarity swinging a leg over the lunar Princess while she straddled her. He licked his chops, savoring the divine sight presented before him. “Spike want!”

Figuring she was his first love, after all, he pressed into the fashionista's backside first, a whorish moan escaping her when he spread her tunnel wide open. “Oh Spikey-Wikey,” she cried as she nearly split her heart-shaped posterior into halves. He thrust in-and-out a few times, then withdrew, and she whined in disappointment. “Don't tease me like that, darling!”

“You don't get a choice! I'm in charge, remember?” He switched to Luna, excited by the idea of getting to plunder a Princess, and in her most taboo portion at that! He sank into her sphincter, studying Rarity's gaped open hole, determined to make his latest claim look the same. Luna whimpered and tensed, as he impaled himself balls deep within his prize.

He started to switch between them every few thrusts. Their asscheeks rippled under the force of his humps while he picked up speed. By this point their nethers were dripping, Rarity's glazing Luna's rump, the latter leaving a clear pool under her.

Spanking and biting them with playful nips, he pulled their hair, kneading their tits and buttocks. Pendulous breasts bounced and slapped together, their shrill cries reverberating through the halls. His testicles ached as he picked up speed, humping into them faster and more forcefully, savaging their exit holes with such force they'd surely ache for some time afterward.

First he released himself inside Rarity. His cock pulsed. Repeated spurts flooded her exit hole as he buried in deep. When he'd squeezed out the last drop, he did the same with Luna, spearing her a number of times before he was able to cum again. By the time he finished their backsides oozed with his release, mixing into the puddle of their lubrication below them.

His maw opened wide with a yawn. He looked upon his conquered cuties in satisfaction. He squeezed out a few drops on their crevices, huffing and now soaked with sweat which rolled down his taut musculature. But what to do next...?