Despite his heretofore unerring loyalty to Cadance, Shining Armor's eyes had always been drawn to his royal secretary, Amethyst. Her slender purple body reminded him of Cadance, Princess Luna or the Canterlot supermodel Fleur De Lis, and her sparkling grey mane and tail fell like silver waterfalls whenever she moved.

Today, though, it wasn't just her body that drew his eye. The first moment he saw her, it was blatantly obvious – there was no way a crystal pony could walk around with a butt plug like that inside her without everypony seeing it. The shape was unmistakable, and he could see it from any angle.

But other than a few coy glances in his direction when she caught him staring at it, she had made sure that the tedious business of the day had gone on as usual.

She sat by his side at his work desk – a huge slab of quartz – and served as far more than just a secretary as they went over expense reports, petitions, and the day-to-day running of the Crystal Empire. Amethyst was his adviser and confidant, telling him when an expense report's numbers looked suspicious, commiserating with him over time-wasting spurious petitions, and reminding him that the renovations to the city's water systems could be safely delegated to Crystal Engineers. Where would he have been without her reminding him that he didn't suddenly need to become an expert in mineral pipe joining techniques?

It wasn't until the in-person petitions began that Amethyst did anything more than giving him the occasional knowing look. As the very first petitioner rambled on about the crystal sheep commons, and something about gypsum weeds, Amethyst's hoof gently wandered over Shining Armor's thigh.

He glanced over at his secretary. By all appearances, she was still giving the petitioner her fullest attention ... even as her hoof slid farther, nestling up between his legs and brushing against his balls.

Stifling the gasp that elicited from him, Shining Armor turned his attention back to the shepherd as well. Or, at least he did his best to give that impression. He wasn't sure how convincing that would be.

Amethyst's hoof wandered freely, lightly caressing his balls and his sheath. Before long, that had its inevitable effect. She was a very attractive young mare, and his cock began slipping out to meet her curious hoof.

She caressed its length just as gently and just as eagerly as she'd touched the rest of him. His breath came with more and more difficulty as she teased him to full hardness.

“That is a very troubling issue,” Amethyst said once the shepherd had finally quit talking. “And we will see to it that the Empire's best horticultural experts are sent to identify a solution as soon as possible. Isn't that right?” She glanced at Shining Armor, giving his cock a squeeze at that same moment.

“Yes,” he moaned.

“Thank you, my prince!” the shepherd said, bowing on his way out.

As the next petitioner came in, Amethyst began stroking Shining Armor's cock. The repeating motions of her shoulder must have been visible to every new petitioner waiting ... and if they cared to look, they would be able to see straight through the crystal desk that was supposedly hiding their illicit activities.

But the petitioners didn't seem to care, if they noticed at all. Not when their prince was being so cooperative with everything they asked for.

As an older mare complained about the state of her neighborhood's streets, Amethyst blatantly took Shining Armor's hoof from where it had been braced on the desktop and shoved it down between her own legs instead. He tensed when he felt the sensitive center of his hoof press against something very soft and very wet, but he didn't hesitate to begin rubbing her in little circles down there, drawing out soft moans that were probably too quiet for anyone else in the room to hear.

As a young stallion begged for a waiver to join the Crystal Guard, Amethyst leaned in closer to Shining Armor, using two hooves now instead of just one. That way, she was able to stroke one hoof up and down his cock while the other teasingly massaged his balls. His hoof slipped lower down, and Amethyst obligingly raised herself up a bit, letting him slide completely under her firm little ass. He could feel all of her wetness, the alluring pulse of her clit winking out against his hoof, and even the hard edge of the butt plug where it stuck outside her. It was a huge chunk of her namesake mineral, cut to the right shape and polished glassy-smooth ... and every time he nudged it a little, it teased adorable little gasps out of her that the petitioners pretended not to notice.

As a young mare asked for permission to use the palace grounds for her wedding, Amethyst 'accidentally' pushed a paper off the desk. It fluttered down to the floor in front of Shining Armor's chair, and with a murmured apology, Amethyst followed it down a moment later. She stayed down under the desk much longer than necessary ... and she never even grabbed the paper. The moment her head was below the level of the desk, her tongue slid across Shining Armor's cock, tracing his length all the way down to his balls and back up. And just when he thought she'd sit back up and pretend that she hadn't done anything of the sort, she took his tip inside her mouth and gulped him down, taking him deeper and deeper until she let out choking coughs that echoed through the whole chamber.

All the waiting petitioners were staring through the desk. They knew what they were seeing, and Shining Armor knew what they were seeing. But as long as both he and they pretended that nopony could see through the crystal desk, the illusion could continue – all of them could get what they wanted.

Amethyst finally brought her head up from under the desk, sucking in deep breaths and wiping a line of drool from her lips. She smiled at the mare petitioner. “Of course you can use the palace grounds, dear. Please contact the Seneschal to set up the date and time of your reservation.” She glanced over at Shining Armor for confirmation.

He nodded, his eyes tracing their way down her graceful body to where he could see the butt plug inside her ... and his hoof moving underneath her. How was she keeping such a calm face?

“Is that all of the petitioners for today? Any others?” she asked, glancing around the room even as Shining Armor worked her winking pussy lips apart, releasing a fresh flow of nectar to flow down over his hoof. “None? Very well then. This session is adjourned.”

As the petitioners filed out, Amethyst rose from her seat. A thin strand of her juices joined her pussy to Shining Armor's hoof before it broke and dripped down onto the seat.

He followed her as she walked away, staring underneath her raised tail at her high and tight little ass, her winking and dripping pussy, the sparkling purple crystal of her butt plug. His cock swung underneath him, and his forehooves were already making little hops in anticipation of mounting this beautiful young mare.

But just as he was about to mount her, she turned around and stopped him with a hoof pressed into his chest. “I said this session is adjourned.”

He huffed deep breaths, snorting primally through his nose. The air in the room was thick with her sweet lavender scent. His hoof was still drenched with her juices. She'd been more than willing to do all kinds of things with him behind that desk with all the petitioners watching... “But I need—”

“Oh you stallions and what you need.” Amethyst chuckled slightly. “Don't worry, pretty prince. You'll get more.”

His eyes lit up and his cock throbbed up against his belly.

“You'll get more tomorrow.” She winked. “I promise.”

This time when she walked away, Shining Armor just stared at her, enjoying the view and yet incredibly frustrated.

The palace timekeeper blew three blasts on his horn – three o'clock. He was supposed to lead the Crystal Guard's drill and exercises soon. No time for... Well, no time for anything satisfying. One thing was sure, though – those guards were going to get a heck of a workout today. He had all too much energy ... and quite a lot of things that he needed to distract himself from.

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