Under the Maregna Carta's Dominion; or, Even a Princess Must Bow Before the Law

The pale yellow mare stepped forward, flanks heaving as she panted in well-satisfied bliss. Her nethers glistened and she held her tail proudly high, as if to show off the proof she had been served by a princess. Celestia lapped at the tangy residue of the mare's juices on her lips automatically. A warm streak of it was soaking into her neck, and she feared to think how much her alabaster coat would be matted and stained with the spurtings and squirtings of the ponies by the day's end. Would she even be able to wash clean, or would she carry the faint scent of cum on her body for days, subtly infusing the court with her shame?

An unexpected tingle of excitement shivered through her as she imagined striding to her throne, trailing a trace perfume of stallion spunk.

She grimaced, disgusted by the stray thought. She was not such a whorse, to revel in flaunting her sexuality in front of anypony, in spite of whatever impression Luna's punishment might be making. She glanced across the square to check the clock tower. Only around two hours had passed, though it it felt as if an endless procession of ponies had already... made use of her. And the crowd had only grown. What's worse, they did not seem to be calling upon Luna to free her, or organizing to break her from the stocks. As far as she could tell, the lines waiting their turn with her had only grown.

And secretly, she was weirdly flattered by this popularity. She rejected the thought that she enjoyed being exhibited like this, but honesty compelled her to admit that the continuous stream of ponies determined to fuck her in spite of the watching crowd had sent her own lusts flaring in spite of herself. The weight of a stallion upon her back, the probing of his eager shaft, the warmth and smell of another's organ before her nose—she was no prude, such things could be quite delightful... under normal circumstances. Even the occasional foray with a mare, as she had just been compelled to do, though she usually preferred the pleasures of a fine cock.

But here, in public, given no choice... she should not be feeling the surges of arousal that kept buffeting her. Once again the idea of herself shamelessly walking through court trailing the erotic scent of many stallions' squirtings filled her head. Once again she tried to dismiss it, but this time her body reacted as well.

The stallion currently riding her grunted as her anus gave a series of involuntary clenches around his slick shaft, and he began to pick up his pace, rocking her hips as his cock plowed a thick passage deep in her ass. A part of her had been thankful that his preference for her butt would give her well-used pussy a brief respite, but now she felt herself give a wet wink, and a fresh stirring shivered through her cunt.

One of her guards stepped in front of her. He shifted his hooves nervously, but she could see his pink cock stiffly jutting beneath his belly. She glanced toward Luna, questioning. “Are you trying to make another demonstration?” It hardly seemed necessary now, given the line of ponies waiting their turn.

Luna only snorted. The guard himself spoke up. Celestia could tell he was young, possibly just a rookie. “I came off duty an hour ago. I waited in line like everypony else,” he said, with a nervously defensive tone. His ears drooped. “If we're not supposed to take part, it's okay...”

“Nonsense,” Luna declared. “By law, my sister must give service to any pony who seeks it. Take pride in helping her rehabilitate from her lawless ways!”

The guard gulped and nodded. He reared up, hooking his forelegs over the front of the stocks and positioning his stiff member before her nose. It was pink and clean, and had the pleasantly spiced musk of a youthful stud about it.

“If... if you c-c-could—” he stammered and broke off. His belly heaved as he took a great breath, bouncing his cock gently off her muzzle. “Will you lick it... and... and call me a bad pony?”

Startled, she craned her head to look up past his chest to see his face. He was looking down at at her, his cheeks burning bright red. “A bad pony?” she asked, taken aback by the request.

Luna scoffed. “The only bad pony here is the one in the stocks!”

He gave a tiny, embarrassed nod, then added, “You don't have to, if you don't want...”

She turned back to his cock and brushed her muzzle along it. It was already rock hard, and it gave a jerk at her touch. She slid out her tongue and slowly licked up its length, and heard him give a soft little cry of pleasure. She had sucked on many stallions' cocks already this day, and each had its own unique erotic nature. Some had been raw with the sour taste of stallions who spent their days fucking in sexual conquest after sexual conquest. Others had the thick earthy smell of strong, hard-working stallions, who would finish the long day too tired to fuck... though perhaps not always. A few were redolent of the sweet musk of their own pre, and she was certain they had lathered and worked it into the skin with their own hooves through frequent and perhaps marathon sessions of masturbation. But his was almost milk-clean, the delightful warm flavor of his cock-flesh settling into her taste-buds and drawing forth her saliva as she licked. Idly, she wondered if he was another virgin.

She nuzzled and licked at his throbbing member, and then recalled his request. Uncertainly, she paused a moment and said, “You're a bad pony.”

His cock gave a jumping twitch. She lapped at it some more, and then added, “A despicable wretch of a pony.”

He moaned, and though she did not quite understand the nature of his passion, she seemed to be doing well. She planted a wet kiss on his shaft, then let her tongue wrap around it for another thick lick. “Unforgiveable.” She kissed her way up to the head. “Forcing your own princess to press her lips against your disgusting organ.” She flicked her tongue across his urethra. “Such a crude, indecent creature you are.”

A sudden trickle of pre spilled from him and ran down his shaft. Saliva filled her mouth at the sight of it. At the same time, she felt something in her chest flare up, her resentment and frustration with Luna for putting her in this grotesque situation. Her words began to bite, the venom of her anger finding vent. “And now you're dripping your juices like a beast. You can't seriously think I'm going to clean that up for you?” she scoffed.

“I'm sorry!” he gasped. His cock pulsed thickly before her muzzle.

“You repellent filth! How dare you take such liberties with me!”

The shaft jerked suddenly, thumping into his belly. She stretched out her tongue and dragged it up the warm meat, gathering up his sweet dribblings. He quivered under her tongue, and when she got to the head of his cock and slid her lips around it, taking it into her mouth, he gave a strangled moan.

She sucked on him for a moment, reveling in his delicious taste and the strong throbs against her tongue. Then she slid free, staring hungrily at the glistening head as it trembled before her eyes. “Unbelievable,” she said. “You dare shove that filthy thing into the mouth of a princess. I'm going to vomit!” Her anger at Luna and her lust for the guard stallion's cock both heated her blood. Her pulse pounded and her body felt flushed with an urgent pressure. Her pussy lips tingled warmly, and her anus gripped at the thick cock buried inside.

He moaned and shifted his hips, pushing his cock closer to her in a delirium of his own lust.

“You're disgusting!” she spat. “Don't you dare stick that horrid stallionhood in my face!” But even saying it, she was setting her lips to the shaft, slurping and sucking at it. She felt a surge of her own lustful delirium shiver through her, boosted in no small part by the other stallion, whose warm cock she could feel flaring deep in her rump.

Her sweat-damp haunches quivered, ready to accept his christening far up her anus. But instead of pushing himself into a last set of frenzied thrusts, he groaned and held himself still. She felt her anus twitching and clenching at him, urging him on, and his shaft gave a heavy kick inside her in response. But he refused to pull back for another thrust; instead he gave a strained grunt and shifted his hindquarters, his hooves scraping at the floor as he slowly shoved his shaft even deeper inside her. Bit by bit, snuffling and snorting, he ground further into her. He had not lubricated the base of his cock, and she could feel the growing tension as the greasy residue of slime at her tailhole only partway made up for the lack.

And yet, rather than alarm she felt a welling of excitement, a wonder at his desperation to penetrate her so thoroughly. He lipped at her wings and his cock slipped forward in tiny increments, pulling at her anus until she could feel her muscular ring burning slightly, stretched around his thickness.

She lipped at the young guard's cock, but her eyes were wide and she felt almost frozen by the sensations from her rear. With shivering little pushes and humps the stallion behind her crammed ever more of his shaft through the ring of her anus. She gasped as he gave one final shove, and slid the last bit of his cock inside her. She could feel his thighs pressed tight to the muscles of her haunches, and his balls were settled in the crease of her rump, resting gently against the slathering lips of her pussy. They felt enormous. He gave a contented sigh and held himself in place, but she could feel how thickly flared the head of his cock was, so deep within her. She did not think she had ever taken a cock so deeply there. It throbbed in heavy pulses, the sensation quaking through her. She could feel the tension in him, the deep shudders that passed through his muscles with each straining throb. Merely being buried so deeply within her was driving him closer and closer to cumming, even absent the pleasure of thrusting. The spasms of his cock were an unsteady banging, but the tempo was ever so gradually increasing and the tension of his shaft ever so surely building toward release.

The young guard gave a soft cry, and Celestia felt his cock twitch against her lips. A little squirt of pre spurted from from the tip and spattered warmly across the bridge of her muzzle. She jerked away, the focus of her attention settling back onto him and away from the cock jammed in her ass. She looked up and saw him watching her, his face flushed.

She glared at him. “How dare you soil my beautiful coat with your disgusting ooze!”

He shuddered, his cock twitching so hard it smacked into his belly. She turned back to it at once, scarcely able to hold back from its enticing scent and taste, and slurped the head straight into her mouth. She sucked with a desperate intensity, sliding all the way to his medial ring in one swift motion, pressing her tongue into his hard flesh and savoring his taste to the point of swooning. He gasped at her sudden assault, moaning and shuddering, his hips jerking as her tongue caressed and wrestled with his shaft, worshipping his stallionhood with the warm cavern of her mouth. She luxuriated in the sheer delight of blowing him. Her saliva spilled from her lips and dripped down his shaft, while his own gasps of ecstasy tickled at her ears. But when his self-evident pleasure caused his hips gave a particularly strong thrust, she pulled free, panting.

“You're an animal, not a pony!” she snarled. “A wild beast trying to shove his revolting sex down my throat!”

Her mere words made him throw his head back and moan in pleasure.

She brought her lips back to his cock. “A vile brute too slovenly to stop the rancid juices he keeps dripping. A shameless creature quivering to soil his princess!”

She slid her lips over the head, sucking him hard back into her mouth. He shivered against her tongue, his cock beginning to flare as pleasure poured through his groin. She pumped her head along his cock, and then slowly slurped it deep, bringing his thick knob to her throat, straining to press her muzzle all the way to his belly. She could feel his whole body shiver with ecstasy. She drew back, loving the feel of his cock trembling against her tongue. It gave a kick in her mouth, and a thick squirt of precum sprayed against the back of her mouth. She savored the dense, musky flavor for a moment, then pulled away, his cock bouncing from her lips wetly.

“You filthy creature! Have you no self-control? How dare you spill your nauseating slime into my mouth!”

In a frenzy of lust, he thrust his hips forward, blindly seeking to plunge back between her lips. Her muzzle slid under his shaft, and pressed into the soft warmth of his scrotum.

She inhaled his stallion scent, and nuzzled at his fat balls. She slipped her tongue out to lick at them, and felt him freeze at this new sensation. They shifted in his ballsack, drawing up tight to the base of his cock as she lipped and caressed them.

“Are these full of your foul seed?” she asked. “Are you going to let them spew your rotten sperm, you disgusting animal?” She rubbed her muzzle along the lovely orbs. “If you spill even a single drop of your revolting goo on my body, I'll have you gelded, you dirty beast.”

For an instant she wondered if she had gone to far. But then the noisy thump of his stiff cock smacking into his belly told her otherwise.

She nuzzled slowly up his shaft, kissing and licking and lipping at him as she went. “You want to cum?” she said, her tone sweetly poisonous. “You want to stain me with all that filth swimming in your balls?” His shaft trembled against her warm lips. “You want to spray your repellent slime and sully my pure white coat with it?” Her tongue slid languorous paths along his tender skin. “But even the lowest brute knows that would be going too far. Even a bestial pony like you wouldn't dare to befoul his better with his slimey discharges.” Her mouth reached the flared head and felt him twitching at the mere touch of her breath. “A disgusting worm of a pony like you had best know his place.” She let her tongue tease lightly along the hypersensitive edge of his flare, and his head thrashed as he gave a hoarse whinny. “Even a rotten, wicked pony like you knows better than to let a single drop of his filth escape to touch me.” She gave another, stronger lick along his flare. “So you'd best keep that foul sludge from climbing out of your balls.” This time she opened her mouth over his cock head and slid her tongue fully around his flare.

He was panting, though scarcely less than she. There was something fiercely erotic in tormenting him, but the surges of her own pleasure pulled at her concentration thanks to the other stallion's cock buried to the base in her anus.

He was wheezing and groaning, and she could not deny how good his cock was feeling, filling her so deeply, twitching and pulsing inside her. It would thicken with a heavy throb, and then there would be spasms of twitching that shuddered through it, quivering in her deepest places. The thickness of his flare was a hot sensation buried so deep inside she felt utterly filled. And yet, she craved the feel of his cum surging into even more intimate depths. His body quivered with each cluster of spasms that shook his cock, and she knew he must be so very close to his release. Her own body felt electrically charged, tension building inside her. The lips of her pussy pressed against his balls, and she painted them with her own warm, lustful drizzle.

She gave a slow lick across the top of the young guard's cock, then let her tongue swirl around his flare again. “Do you have fantasies of spurting your stinking cream all over my face? Is that what perverted ponies like you dream of?” She kissed it wetly, and slid him into her mouth for a moment that seemed quivering ecstasy for him, before she slowly slid off him again. He made an inarticulate sound of need.

“Are you so crazed with your bestial instincts that you fantasize of shooting your vile scum down my throat? Do you imagine you could get away with committing such a crime? You can't possibly dream your foul seed is fit for your princess to swallow! You honestly believe a lawless beast like you would ever be permitted to squirt his animal slime into my mouth?”

“Yes!” he cried out. “Yes, I want to fill your mouth! I want to squirt my filthy cum all over your tongue and watch you swallow it down!”

Her pussy twitched with slick eagerness at his words, but she spat back “Don't you dare spill a single drop!” And then she set her muzzle to his cock and licked and kissed and sucked at him, working him into such a frenzy of pleasure that he could barely keep his quivering legs from collapsing. He panted and cried out, struggling to hold himself back from spilling his cum as she had commanded; but of course she plied her mouth with sweet abandon to make certain he must fail.

He scarcely lasted a minute before letting loose a hoarse whinny. She had drawn back to set her lips caressing the edge of his flare when his cock surprised her with a thick twitch, and a sudden gout of his cum went spurting across her face, hot spatters lacing her fur. “You disgusting pervert!” she cried out, but almost as soon as she said it, her mouth was clamping around his shaft, her head lunging forward to devour his shuddering cock. The next pulse sprayed across her tongue, and she shivered as the raw flavor of his sperm erupted through her mouth.

But as if in tandem, the stallion on her back also shrieked out a whinny of pure ecstasy. The cock that seemed to fill her ass to complete capacity thickly twitched and then forced her to take even more as the stallion's cum surged up its length. She was so tightly wrapped around his cock that she could feel the bulge of his cream thundering through the shaft. It erupted from his flare, a hot mass of sperm that forced its way even deeper inside her, its pressure spawning quivering shudders in her core.

Answering pleasure thundered through her. In an instant she was cumming, wholly surprised as a bolt of sharp ecstasy lanced though her body. She cried out around the cock in her mouth as the stallion unleashed another torrent of semen into her rump, still holding himself pressed as deeply into her as possible.

More sperm erupted from the guard stallion's cock as well, as it twitched and jerked between her teeth. She swallowed down the thick semen with relish, her throat swelling as the rich cream slid down. Her pussy quivered and clenched as shudders of pleasure rippled through her, and a spatter of the stallion soup that had been left inside her over the previous two hours came spraying from her. Her ass was filled beyond belief, and she clamped down savagely around the stallion's cock as uncontrollable spasms shot through her body. His sperm was a hot pool that forced its way into her most intimate depths.

She let the cock in her mouth slip free, and gasped as the pulses of ecstasy quivered through her body. She held on to enough presence of mind to keep to her charade with the young guard, though, and gasped at him “You disgusting brute, I'll never be able to get that foul taste out of my mouth!”

He moaned at her words, and his cock twitched and spurted another strand of his sperm. It spilled in a hot streak across her face and rolled down her muzzle. “Control yourself!” she yelped, but she could not control her own self, and set her lips to his cock once more. She slid her mouth up his quivering shaft, sliding her tongue against his flesh until she reached the head and greedily sucked it into her mouth just in time to catch another spurt of his cream. But it was a weak pulse, and she could sense he was nearly spent.

She let him slip from her lips again. “Is that all you have to offer?” she gasped out contemptuously. She saw his thighs tense up then, and he gave a hoarse cry as he forced his cock to twitch once more and spill one last little pulse of cream. It oozed from him and dripped down the underside of his cock, and she lapped it up with relish. “Have you no shame, expecting me to clean up your filth for you?” she said, but her tongue worked eagerly to draw every drop from his urethra.

Her own pleasure roiled through her thighs coaxed on by the stallion cock buried deep in her ass. But with her pussy woefully untouched, the deeper realm of ecstasy she craved was denied her, leaving her with a hungry desire for a more intense stimulation. Meanwhile, the stallion perched on her rump seemed to have no such troubles, as his cock continued to twitch and squirt inside her, forcing an ever growing lake of sperm to ooze the wrong way up her guts. For an instant she wondered if he could fill her so much it made its way to her stomach, and then perhaps even set her to vomit up his cum.

But even as the ridiculous fancy flashed through her mind, she felt him give a happy shudder atop her, and then his shaft grew quiet, drained at last. She expected—even wanted—him to rest there for a long moment of afterglow. But he scarcely waited the space of one deep, satisfied breath before he said, “Much obliged, Princess,” and unceremoniously slid off her back.

“Wait!” she cried out, but his heavy cock pulled from the depths of her anus with a wrenching suddenness that left her gasping and dizzy. The thickly flared head plowed through her tight walls savagely, and in an instant she went from overfilled to empty. Both her anus and pussy clenched, and her pussy spat forth another drizzle of stallion seed, though in the case of her anus the stallion's load had been buried far too deeply to leak. For a moment her world became a white fog, and she nearly fainted.

In front of her the young guard dismounted from the stocks and stood before her. “Umm, that was amazing, Princess. Thank you,” he said. And then he added, “Hazelnut and Silver Stream are going to be so jealous.”

Groggily, Celestia murmured “Who?”

His face turned bright red. “I'm sorry! They're friends in the guard. They, uhh, they, uhh, like to be called bad ponies too. They're stuck on duty. They'll be so sad they missed this.”

Without thinking, she said, “You should bring them to meet me some time.”

His eyes grew wide. He began nodding enthusiastically. “Yes, Princess! We will!” Then he took his leave as Celestia's brow furrowed over his reaction.

“My my, sister,” Luna said. “Arranging a tryst in the midst of your punishment?”

Celestia tried to shake her head in the stocks, suddenly back to full awareness. “No, no, I wasn't... I didn't mean...”

“Oh? Then that poor colt got all excited for nothing.”

Celestia felt a hot flush of embarrassment. But before she could try to clear up any misunderstanding, a fresh stallion had stepped up to the front of the stocks. He was a stocky brown fellow, and she could see his cock dropping from his sheath in eagerness. But all the same, he paused and asked, “Is this really okay?”

Luna's voice rang out. “Of course it is! You do your nation a service! Now step up and reform my sister through the power of your stallion lust!”

Behind her, Celestia felt another stallion mount her, and an eager warmth filled her thighs as she anticipated some attention for her needy pussy. But a moment later she felt his cock press up against her anus, and then with a little thrust he was inside, his cock slicked with a liberal slather of the lubricant from the pot next to her rump. He was neither as thick nor as long as the stallion that preceded him, but he moved his hips with a rougher excitement, shoving in and out of her with quick, ravaging thrusts. “Oh Princess, it's so good!” he cried out.

She whimpered, yearning for a stallion to treat her pussy like that. In front of her, the brown stallion mounted the stocks, placing his cock before her nose. It was short, but thick, and she could smell his strong, musky scent from it.

“Kiss it,” he breathed, still half-disbelieving he wasn't dreaming. “Kiss it all over. Kiss it again and again,” he begged.