"You still had those?" Spike asked, looking at the state Diamond and Silver were in after the trio were done.

Both girls were currently now in bondage harnesses, keeping them back to back, with sleeves that held their arms to their sides and restraint bars keeping their legs spread.

"Wasn't gonna throw away the reason I met your mom and aunt." Chrysalis replied, giving both girls a spank.

"Yeep!" Diamond jumped at the slight sting.

"Ah...c-could you do that again?" Silver purred, biting her lip.

"Ooh, someone's got a kii-ink." Luna singsonged. "Well, I'm sure our stud here will be more than happy to indulge you later."

"Kinda found that out during the game earlier." He laughed slightly, before finding a now bottomless Celestia in his lap.

Luna huffed. "Tia! Who said you got first go? You had him all to yourself on Mother's day!"

"Yeah, not counting the time at the club!" Chrysalis added, hands on her hips.

"Weren't you at the club as well, Cryssi?" Luna replied. "So that means you were part of that turn."

"Damn it!" She pouted. "Hoped you wouldn't remember that."

Luna smirked as one of her favorite tunes to strip to started playing on her phone. Slowly, her hip swaying with each step towards Spike, she started tugging her shirt invitingly. One hand pulling at her collar, the other sliding between her legs to rub herself through the skintight yoga pants she had on.

She was just a few feet away when she realized he hadn't made a single move yet. Not even standing up to grab her. "Hmm...shot in the dark, Spike, but you've mostly been letting your partner set the pace in the past, haven't you?"

"...kind of? Wasn't really sure what all she's into, sooo...." He admitted.

"And even when you took the lead, it was in a scenario your partner - or partners - set up?"

"...yeah."

"Well, while that's all well and good - and most welcome - to be a considerate lover...there will be times when a different approach is called for. As such..." She made a 'bring it' gesture. "I want you to take me. Hold nothing back."

"...w-what?"

"Let me clarify." Luna held up four fingers. "I sort my clothes into four categories. Fancy, for special occasions. Casual, for every day wear. Repairable, for when I expect the possibility of damage. And destructible, which I will have zero qualms tossing in the trash if necessary." She smirked. "Everything I'm currently wearing...is the fourth category."

He eyes widened a bit, letting her know he was realizing what she mean. "Are...are you sure?"

"Treat me like you own me."

Spike stared at her in slight surprise for a second, not too sure what to say or do...before they all heard a very needy whine from Diamond.

"I want him to have his way with me too!" She squirmed, her pussy already visibly soaked.

"Me tooo!" Silver fidgeted where she sat, face flushed.

"Waiting a couple of orgasms won't hur-ooh!" Luna gasped when her breasts were grabbed and squeezed from behind, just before the collar was grabbed and the her shirt ripped open in a couple of pulls, exposing the plain white cotton bra she had on underneath. "Now that's what what I'm talking about!" She gasped when one hand slid up under her bra to knead one of her breasts, followed by something pressing firmly against her crotch.

"No panties?" She could hear his smirk as she felt her netherlips parting around his fingers. She didn't get a change to say anything more than a squeal when an audible rip was heard by his middle and ring fingers punching through the fabric and sliding two knuckles deep into her welcoming sex.

"Whoa!" Celestia and Chrysalis whistled in unison.

Diamond squirmed harder. "Why didn't he say he could do that!?"

"Ahh...h-hence why these are in the foohhhyeah..." She moaned as he started pumping his fingers into her. "The fourth group, they've gotten pretty thiiiiin..." Her back arched when he started rolling and pinch her nipple.

"Silver waaant." Silver whimpered, her arousal starting to pool under her.

"Like I said, they're thi-" There was another ripping sound. "-IIN!" She squealed as faint slaps could be heard.

"Oh, that's right...Luna never had her back cherry popped." Chrysalis whispered.

Celestia shook her head. "Emphasis on 'had'."

"Now I - oohhh - Now I know why Chryssi has those shorts...oh Faust! Those shorts with a zippered back!" Luna moaned, her eyes rolling back with a silly grin. "Ah-oh fuuck! Harder..."

Without a second thought, he complied, the smacks gradually getting louder and faster. A brief glance let him see Celestia and Chrysalis both already bottomless, fingers buried in each other and Silver and Diamond fidgeting over Luna's squeals of pleasure.

The more he pounded into her, the more he absentmindedly mulled over what had happened since he first spotted Diamond...

The strip club. ("Should I introduce Diamond to Zecora and Derpy?" He asked himself.

Chryssi's 'lessons'.

Silver...would that mean he had two girlfriends now?

"Oh yeah...yeah...ruin my lil ass, Spike!" Luna gasped, one hand reaching back around him, while grabbing her other breast.

"If you in...sist!" He growled, pulling his hand out of her just long enough to rip the flimsy material off her hips and pinning her against the chair. He gave her now bare rear a quick smack before reinserting.

Making her ass jiggle with each smack, Spike started to feel a familiar tightening sensation. Luna must've noticed too, because her sphincter clamped down tight on him. "Don't you dare pull oooohhh-FUUUUCCCCKKK..." She shrieked, bucking into his has as she orgasimed, coating his hand.

"Heh, almost forgot Lulu was a screamer." Chrysalis panted, fingering Celestia harder.

"Haa...haaa...ahhh-NNFF!" She squealed, squirting her honey over his hand a second, albeit weaker, time.

Followed by a rough grunt as Spike pulled her roughly against him, her own whimpers and squeaks telling them he was emptying into her.

"How long you think she'll be walking funny after this?" Celestia asked over Chryssi's own climax.

Author's Note

Yeah, it's been a while.
Between real life, trying to decide what to work on, and Writer's Block being a pest...

yeah, you get the idea...?