Author's Note

Greetings friends! Welcome to the first chapter in Cadence's life in a world where Shining Armor never existed. These chapters will always be marked mature and tags will be put here. Without further adieu, here's this story's tags and the story itself.

Tags (in order of appearance)
Toys, Masturbation, Attempted Rape, Gang Bang (5-on-1)

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Cadence Does the World: After Party

Heavy breathing didn’t help. It stopped helping days ago and Cadence knew it, but she was almost out of options. This conference was running long, and it had been days since she’s gone out. The fact of the matter is: she was horny.

This isn’t anything new for Cadence. Ever since she was 18, she has had the fire within her that could only be quelled with a good fucking. She later learned this was a side effect of being the Princess of Love. Most of the time, her title refers to romantic love, but she is the princess of all love. Lust is only a small part of love, but a part of love none the less.

In her college years, her solution to the fire was simple, one-night stands. Almost every guy in college was willing to score with a princess and there was no shortage of men and the occasional woman. Of course, she did enjoy the occasional romance of having a significant other. With it came love in its truest form, however, none of them ever lasted. Cadence enjoyed verity in everything. She wanted to try all forms of sex in all sorts of places. What she wants cannot come from a single person, so she enjoyed the fireworks of her relationships.

Things changed after college. Gone where the nights of one-night stands and people trying to get a princess. In their place were long, lonely nights and the demand for respect. It would be an abuse of power to order a guard to sleep with her, but she needed do something about the fire. Cadence, of course, masturbated like crazy, but it became a nightly ritual when she was alone. It helped, but it wasn’t enough. Desperate to find a solution, Cadence searched her library for a spell or charm that could help. After months of searching, she found what she was looking for. A spell that could quell her fire, but if it’s used for more then a week straight, there will be complications. Still it meant she could focus on her work one week and focus on her condition the next.

Finally, she needed to find a way to deal with her problem. Guards were out of the question. Even if she asked and never ordered, it would be way to easy for someone to get the wrong impression. Cadence considered diplomats, but they only came every so often and most of them were happily married. Lucky for her, Cadence lived in a world of magic. She found a charm that allowed her to look like someone else. Usually the charm would require something of the person whose image is being copied. Lucky for her, Cadence has several pieces of jewelry with previous owners. It took a few attempts, but she was able to charm five pieces. She wears different pieces depending on what mood she’s in.

Her Saddle Arabian arm band turns her into Desert Jewel, a Saddle Arabian exotic dancer who loves it when all eyes are on her. The necklace turns her into Bass Drop, a party girl who can’t stop with just one. A pair of heart shaped earrings turns her into Scarlet Veil, a high-class woman who likes to live on the edge. An ornate bracelet turned her into Gale Winds, a fly-girl with a secret. Finally, her favorite piece was her ring. This one turned her into Poetic Novel, a writer who is always looking to expand her horizons.

Cadence’s mind drifted to which girl would hit the town tonight. She had caught wind of a cocktail party happening tonight, which Scarlet was invited to. Then again, the women at the gym had always treated Gale right. No, none of these would do. It had been way too long since she had fucked silly. She needed to be filled. When she had this urge, there was only one girl that could do the job.

“Thank you for hosting, princess,” one of the diplomats said. Cadence came to the realization that the boring speech on the use of certain chemicals in street cleaners. Other diplomats were milling about and chatting about.

“Oh, of course,” Cadence said. The speaker kept talking to Cadence, but she wasn’t listening. With the end of this speech, it meant this conference was over. An hour from now the castle will be empty and she would be able to masturbate until she could sneak out tonight.

That hour, however, was the longest of her life. Some people left the castle quickly, as today was still a work day, while others wanted to personally think the princess for hosting. They would go on and on about the old days or how better things were from the days of Sombra. Cadence couldn’t care less about what they had to say, but she was good at keeping up appearances. She breathed a sigh of relief when the last guest arrived. She rushed to her room and ordered the guard to no let anyone in. As far as he knew, she was drawing a bath before going to sleep.

Once the door to her room was shut and locked, Cadence casted a silence spell and let out a long moan. Immediately, her skirt was hiked up and her hand was rubbing her throbbing pussy. She had planned to use her favorite dildo, but she was way more pent up then she expected. She leaned against the door as her hand found its way into her panties. She let out a silent scream as one of her fingers found its way inside of her. She slid down to the floor as her other hand started messaging her tit through her top. Finally, it was too much, and she climaxed onto her hand. She stayed on the floor for a minute to catch her breath before stripping off all her clothes. She made her way to her dresser and pulled out a black box, filled with sex toys. Cadence smiled as she found her favorite dildo.

“This is going to be a fun night,” The princess said to herself.

Bass Drop approached The Crystal Club, the Crystal Empire’s hottest club. She was wearing a white tube top with blue denim shorts and her necklace. Going to a club always worried Bass, as it was easy for her necklace to be torn off or lost. One false move, and everything she had planned would go up in smoke.

While there was a long line to get into the club, Bass had gotten to know and befriend the bouncers. With a few sweet words, they would let her in no problem. Of course, the people in line would complain, but what people outside of the club thought of her was of no concern right now. The only thing that mattered was the people in the club right now.

Bass seeing the full club was like a lion seeing a target rich environment in the savannah. Every were she looked, there was a potential target. However, Bass had grown tired of the hunt as it became too simple. All she had to do was grind against some guy on the dance floor or give another some attention at the bar. She found it more fun to have some one approach her and try to get her to leave with them.

With a wide grin, Bass made her way to the bar and took one of the stools. The bar tender noticed her and started to prepare her usual drink. Bass knew a lonely girl will attract more men, so she started to idly playing with a bar napkin. Like clockwork, a guy approached her.

“Is this seat taken?” They guy asked. Bass turned to see her first target of the night. He was a somewhat buff man wearing jeans and a white button up shirt. The top button was undone allowing some chest hair to show.

“By all means,” Bass said with a smile.

“Thanks,” the man said as he took the stool next to her. “My name is Ebony Anvil.”

“Bass Drop.” The girl said, extending her hand for a shake. His hands were rough, and his shake was firm.

“What brings you here alone?” Ebony asked.

“Well, I was going to meet my girlfriends here, but they all bailed. What about you? Did you girlfriend drag you here?”

“Nah, my buddies did through. That’s them over there.” Ebony pointed at a booth with four other guys. They were talking amongst themselves and not paying attention to anyone one else.

“Well, I wouldn’t want to keep you from your friends,” Bass said as she started to stand up. “Let’s go chat with them.”

“Are you sure? They could get a little inappropriate.”

“Then let’s add some alcohol to the mix. Shot Glass, get me another Sex on the Beach and another round of whatever they’re drinking.”

“Okay,” Ebony said, “I’ll bring the drinks over.”

Bass made her way to the booth full of guys and introduced herself. Some of them seemed nervous to be talking to a girl, but Bass was able to defuse the tension. Ebony joined them with a plater of beers and mixed drink for Bass and joined their conversation.

This wasn’t the first time a guy had tried to drug and rape Bass. Bass loved going to parties and they’re not always filled with the best people. She wondered if the other guys at the table were in on it or if it was just Ebony. Over the next few minutes, she noticed Ebony watching her closely. He would tense up whenever her hand went for the drink and looked a little disappointed when she didn’t take a drink.

After each guy had at least two beers in them, Bass decided it was the time to strike.

“Hey Ebony,” she said loud enough for only him to hear. “Next time you want to get with a girl, try asking.”

“What do you mean?” Ebony asked nervously.

“Just that I want to feel it too when we fuck.” Cadence moved her hand to Ebony’s inner thigh.

“You’re not mad?”

“I would have been if I missed a good time. Why don’t you and your friends meet me in the VIP room in a few minutes.”

Bass got up and started making her way to the room. The other boys looked confused as their new lady friend left the table, but she was sure Ebony would fill them in. The VIP room itself was empty and unused. No one, besides club employs and cleaners, has been in the room for at least two weeks. Cadence, under a fake name, had bought the room from the club for her personal use. The mysterious owner would inform the club of a “friend’s” appearance, so they could prepare it ahead of time.

Bass flashed her VIP card and informed the bouncer of her five guests coming. Bass smiled as she thought about the fun she was going to have tonight. She started to strip out of her clothes leaving her in an almost see through bra and matching thong. She left these on so the boys could fight over who gets to take them off.

There was a knock on the door and it opened slightly, but not enough for anyone to inside.

“Miss Drop,” the bouncer said, “five men are saying you invited them.”

“Let them in,” Bass said. Each word sent a shiver down her spine as her relief was only minutes away.

The five men filed into the room with their jaws on the ground. Bass stood there with her arms behind her back and her chest pushed out.

“Well, what do you think?” Bass said as she swayed from side to side.

“Dude, where did you find this girl?” the tallest one asked. His name was Sketch Book and was the first to introduce himself when Cadence sat at their booth.

“Did you get us a hooker?” the one with glasses said in a panic.

“I’m shocked, Comet. Can’t a girl just get her rocks off with a bunch of guys?” Bass said.

“So, no catch? You don’t have any STDs or looking to make one of us a baby daddy?” the shortest one asked. He was the shyest when they were at the table and looked like he had no idea how to talk to anyone, let alone girls. She never learned his name, but that didn’t really matter right now.

“None. Any hole is yours and you can finish wherever, whenever, as many times as you want. I just want to get fucked silly.”

“You don’t have to ask me twice,” Mussel Mass said as he started to undo his belt. He was the bulkiest of them all, as he was a competitive weightlifter.

“You can’t be serious,” the shy one asked. “Ebony, do you really expect us to go along with this?”

Ebony would have responded, but he was way to busy trying to get Bass’s bra off. Her thong was already around her ankles and smile was across her face.

“Just leave my necklace alone. It’s my good luck charm,” Bass said as her bra joined the rest of her clothes on the floor. With that, she turned to face Ebony and planted a long kiss on his lips. Her tongue easily found its way into Ebony’s mouth. Bass’s hands went to work on Ebony’s pants, undoing them faster then most people could believe.

Bass broke off the kiss and looked down at her prize. It wasn’t the biggest cock she had seen, but it was impressive. She looked around the room to see the other men’s dicks out and some of them slowly stroking them. She became giddy knowing that each one of them was going to penetrate her.

“Fortune favors the bold,” Bass said, turning back to Ebony. “You get first choice.”

“Any hole?” Ebony asked. Bass smiled as she figured what he meant.

“Okay, so Ebony gets the back door, who gets my cunt?” The other men looked worried, almost as if they didn’t want to do this. She realized she would have to make the first move if this was to get done. “How about you,” she said pointing to the short one.

“Are you sure about that?” Mussel said mockingly. “Dude’s a virgin.” The short one started blushing and he became extremely nervous.

“Well, then I’m horned to be your first, and hopefully not last. lie down for me…”

“Iron.” The other men chuckled as Iron obeyed the woman. Bass figured Iron wasn’t his real name, but she just needed something to call him. Iron was stroking himself to keep himself hard. Bass sauntered over to him, in hopes of aiding his efforts.

Bass’s feet where on either side of him and she slowly lowered herself onto his shaft. She stopped when his dick was just about to enter her.

“Are you ready for this?” Bass said. Iron responded with an audible gulp. “I’ll take that as a yes.”

Bass lowered herself about halfway down Iron’s dick. Finally, she had it. Her hunger is finally being satisfied. The oh so familiar feeling of being full, of being connected to another human this intimately. She was finally giving what her body had been craving for what felt like an eternity. Knowing it was this man’s first time made everything a little more special. Bass started to raise herself, only to impale herself again. She stated getting into a rhythm and going a bit further down each time.

“Fuck this feels good,” Iron said as he watched the woman’s breasts bounce with her. “You’re so tight.”

“You have no- mmmmf no idea how bad I needed this. Ebony, I’m read- Fuck! I’m ready when you are.” Bass pulled apart her cheeks to show off her asshole.

Ebony didn’t waste any time with her request. He got behind her and lined up his cock. With one strong thrust, he was in her. Bass let out a loud scream of pleasure. She had been double penetrated before, but never after this long of a dry spell. As good as it felt to have Iron’s dick in her, it was even more amazing to have two men inside of her. However, she wasn’t done.

“Oh fuck, fuck. God, I needed this. Sketch come over here and shut this slut up. Comet, Mussel, my hands need something to do.”

The other three men took the hint and moved into position. Incorporating them into her rhythm, Bass grabbed Comet and Mussel’s dicks and started blowing Sketch. She was now in complete heaven. Iron’s dick was going deep inside her and her pussy was asking for more. Every upwards movement was met with the excitement of being filled again. Her ass was being violated by a would-be rapist’s dick. The thought alone of his cock going in and out of her most private place put a smile on her face. Or it would, if her mouth wasn’t around Sketch’s dick. What it lacked in girth, it made up for in length. It quickly found its way past her gag reflex, if the thing still existed, and into her throat. Feeling his dick move on her tongue only invigorated her to keep going. Finally, came the anticipation of being covered in come. The other three will fill her up, no doubt about that, but she also enjoyed feeling cum on her skin. She reveled in the feeling of licking it off her fingers and the sensation of cleaning it off her tits.

Before she knew it, a pressure in Bass started to build up. Her relief was close, and she needed it come faster. She picked up the pace on all five men, taking most of them by surprise. Finally, she felt it. A climax only these five men could bring. She came harder then ever before and it the waves of pleasure shook her body. Her body tensed up which stated a chain of events. First, her pussy and ass got tighter, causing the two men fucking her to cum themselves. The increased pace causes the two in her hands to spray her with their jizz. Finally, the one in her mouth filled her stomach with his cum.

Once all five of them were all done ejaculating, they pulled out of the girl and placed her on her back. She was catching her breath and cleaning the cum off herself. This cum tasted different from Sketch’s, sweeter than most.

“You still with us, Bass?” Ebony asked.

“Sit down mussel,” Bass ordered as she sat up.

“She doesn’t mess around, I like that.” Mussel did as she said and wondered what she had planned. Bass got on all fours and crawled over to the now sitting man. She started stroking him off to get him hard again, which worked like a charm. Once he was fully erect, Bass took him into her mouth. She swayed her ass back and froth to tantalize the other men.

“Only room for one of us this time,” Ebony noted.

“Why don’t you take it this time, Comet,” Iron said. “You only got a hand job so far.”

Without any argument, Comet lined his dick up with Bass and started fucking her. Bass was impressed with the comradery of these men.

Comet started to fuck Bass faster and faster. Iron had told him that she was tight, but he couldn’t believe how tight she was. It was as if she was in a constant state of cumming and worried an actual climax would crush his dick.

Mussel, however, was having the time of his life. Bass was extremely skillful with her mouth and could take all of his dick at once. He couldn’t decide what was better: her throat messaging his member or her tongue playing with the head of his dick. Every so often, she would moan, sending vibrations through his cock and please down his spine.

As for the others, they found ways for Bass to entertain them. Iron had slid under Bass and started sucking her tits. She would moan whenever he would flick her nipple. Sketch watched the rhythmic ripples of her ass being slammed. He would spank her a bit to watch her flesh dance. Ebony, however, was fine with just watching. He had gotten his prize first and was more then willing to let his buddies enjoy themselves. He wasn’t idle, however. He was playing with himself as he watched the scene in front of him.

Another orgasm surged through her body as she felt the other two cum inside her. When the men pulled out, she noticed Ebony masturbating and couldn’t let his cum go to waste. She crawled over to him and wrapped her tits around his dick. Ebony gave the girl and chance to rest and did most of the thrusting himself. With one final grunt, he came all over breasts.

It looked like most of them men were spent, but Bass knew that the night was just beginning.

Bass was on her stomach. Four of the five guys were on the couches sleeping. Ebony was the only one still going at her, partially her ass again. One final thrust, lead to a final explosion of cum from both of them. Bass picked herself up and propped herself against the wall. Ebony joined her as she reminisced about the night. Each of the guys had the chance with each of her holes and each had their own style.

“I think…I’m spent,” Ebony said, half asleep.

“Me too. Thank you for tonight.”

“Any time,” he said as a joke.

“I might take you up on that. Just make me one promise.”

“What’s that?”

“No more roofies. Next time if you want to fuck a girl, just ask.”