This time when Shining Armor walked into the audience chamber, the place sounded echoingly silent and empty. It always did, to an extent, but somehow, he could tell that there were no guards, no supplicants waiting outside the doors ... and not just because the walls were a little bit see-through. There was something different about the way the place felt.

The only other pony here was Amethyst. But she wasn't waiting primly behind the desk for him, nor was she coming right up to the door to greet him with some urgent matter. No ... this time she was on the desk, upside down, her legs tied with black straps, and her eyes blindfolded with a black cloth. Her head hung off the edge of the desk – her mouth was already open wide, her tongue out in clear invitation.

Shining Armor's mouth gaped as well. What if by some chance he hadn't been the next pony to walk into this room? Even though his mind was stunned, his body wasn't. He crossed the large, echoing room without thinking about it ... or even really noticing it, except that he saw Amethyst's mouth drawing nearer and nearer to him by some sorcery he didn't understand and couldn't resist.

He only managed to regain real control of himself as his forehooves mounted up onto the surface of the crystal desk to either side of Amethyst's head. “Are you...?” He paused for a moment. Surely she was okay with giving him her mouth – she'd done that before. But this seemed ... different. It seemed like he should ask. He settled for “Are you ready?”

The only answer was a whisper of a moan and Amethyst stretching her head a little closer toward him. But that breath of a moan had sounded like an affirmative.

His cock was already rising to the occasion – Amethyst had always gotten a reaction from him down there, but now that he'd experienced some of what the mare could do, his reaction to her was only becoming stronger. And, of course, seeing her tied up and ready for him like this made him only more eager to find out just how far she'd go.

He gave a breathless little moan himself as he felt his tip brush across her tongue. His cock found its way into her mouth only a moment later.

Even though she'd laid herself out for him all wrapped up like a gift, Shining Armor didn't want to be inconsiderate. He took it slow, working his cock into her mouth bit by bit and only venturing deeper, into her throat, when she seemed more than ready for him.

Maybe it was just his own lust goading him past caution, but that point seemed to come very quickly. He watched his shaft slide between Amethyst's stretched lips and watched his tip through her transparent neck as it created a slight bulge there, going a bit deeper every time he rocked his hips forward.

Amethyst gulped it down as if this was nothing for her. Who knew ... maybe this was something she did all the time. He knew precious little about her life outside the palace, outside this room, even. She'd certainly gotten these straps from somewhere, and somepony had helped put them on her...

But as the inviting grip of her throat wrapped around more and more of his cock, such thoughts became less and less of a concern. What mattered was the incredible feeling of taking a mare he'd had his eyes on for years ... and what's more, taking her in a way that even his overactive imagination had never dreamed he might have her.

The straps had a very convenient little loop jutting out from around her forelegs. Since it was in just the right spot and no doubt there for just such a purpose, he took that loop in his teeth as he closed the final distance and pressed his sheath against Amethyst's lips. The loop pulled on the straps around her legs, tightening them even more when he tugged for just a bit more leverage to press into her mouth. When he glanced down, he could see his cock deep inside her throat, almost all the way down her long, elegant neck.

Amethyst moaned. Not the soft, breathless moan from earlier, but a low moan of lust that came from deep inside of her. Shining Armor felt it as much as he heard it; he felt it from his tip to where his balls rested against her nose.

That was too much for him – his restraint melted away. It had barely been enough to slow him down to begin with. After one brief – and yet all too long – pull back, he pushed his cock right back down Amethyst's throat where it had been a moment ago. He thrusted into her again and again, fucking her throat as if he owned it. For the moment, maybe he did.

For her part, Amethyst didn't seem at all fazed by that. Sure, she made little gurgling sounds with each thrust and thick dribbles of spit began to drip and hang from the corners of her mouth, but the sounds of her moans only became more and more contented as he used her.

The feeling of her ready and inviting throat rippling over his cock was absolutely wonderful. And yet...

Maybe it was only because he'd been getting spoiled lately, especially with Amber this morning, but there was a part of him that wanted to take Amethyst's pussy this way to ... and maybe – just maybe – empty himself inside her. Now that was something he had fantasized about, even if none of those fantasies had involved straps.

And why shouldn't that come true, he thought as he rammed his cock down Amethyst's willing throat over and over again. Once her mouth was free, she'd tell him if he was overstepping any bounds, wouldn't she? And he wanted it... Oh, he wanted it. Maybe the feeling of her throat around his shaft was driving him into a bit of a lust-centric point of view, but at the moment, wanting it and having her there presenting herself like this seemed to be all the justification he could ever need.

He pulled his cock all the way out of Amethyst's mouth, which earned him a little muffled gasp of surprise. But she held her mouth open for him, inviting him to push it all the way back in just as quickly. He didn't, though. Instead, he took hold of the straps around her legs and spun her around on top of the desk. No gasp of surprise this time – just a intrigued little mewl, as if she'd been wondering how long it would take him.

Once her tail hung off the edge of the desk in front of him, he placed his spit-slick cock against her. Amethyst's pussy winked in a frenzy, and the base of her tail was already soaked from where her juices had flowed down over it. She must have known all along that this was coming ... and from the looks of things, she'd been looking forward to it.

Amethyst let out a surprisingly squeaky “Yes!” as his cock slid into her ready pussy. Her inner walls pulsed and gripped at him, drawing him deeper.

He could watch, staring right through her body, right through her little crystal teats, and see his cock moving inside her, in and out and in again ... always more inward than outward, going deeper and deeper inside the mare.

Rather than just hold his hooves against the table like he'd done with her face, Shining Armor held Amethyst's tight little ass cheeks – one in each hoof – as he began fucking her in earnest. Her body was so like Cadance's, and yet there were differences. Being transparent, of course, was the biggest. He certainly couldn't see his cock moving inside Cadance the way he could see it deep – so deep! – inside Amethyst. Maybe a little bulge sometimes, but nothing like being able to see the whole thing inside her. And of course there was the wings and horn, not that he missed them much at the moment. And Cadance was just a bit softer, a bit plusher than Amethyst. Cadance's pussy tended to grip him tightly as he tried to pull back, as if she never wanted his cock to leave. But Amethyst's was the opposite, if anything. She clenched down every time he thrust his cock into her, making her feel even tighter than she already was.

He wouldn't last long like this, he knew. Looking into her blindfolded face, he said, “Do you want me to, um... Can I...?”

“I can't have a foal, not in my position, and certainly not the Prince's foal.” Amethyst seemed to look straight back up into his face, despite the blindfold.

He wondered for a moment if she could actually see through it. And then of course, there was the pang of disappointment. Cumming inside Amber had been a deliciously rare treat. And as irrational as it had been, he couldn't deny that he'd already begun to want that feeling of supreme intimacy with every mare he was with.

“But you can cum inside my ass.”

It hit him like a blow, pulling the breath out of his chest. What had she just said? It couldn’t possibly be what he thought he'd heard ... could it?

“Do it,” Amethyst said. “I know you're getting close, and everything's more than slippery enough.”

He pulled his cock out of her pussy before she drove him to flare and to orgasm ... then let it dip just a little bit lower before pressing it slightly against her again. She was certainly right about how slippery everything was. All the juices her pussy had been making had leaked right down over her asshole, not to mention the mixture of spit and juices already coating his own cock.

Shining Armor pressed a little more firmly. A visible shiver ran up and down Amethyst's back, and she squirmed slightly against the desktop.

“You're... You're enjoying this, aren't you?” Memories of the butt plug she'd been with the previous two times came to mind. Had she foregone it today because she was planning for him to do exactly this?

She just smiled up at him, blindfold and all, waiting for him to give her what she wanted.

Amethyst gave the slightest little squeak of mingled strain and passion when he pressed harder and her asshole began to stretch open. If he hadn't held himself back, that adorable little squeak might have driven him to go so fast he hurt her, despite how slippery everything already was. The blunt head of his cock finally popped into her with a suddenness that made them both gasp.

He held there for a moment, with just his tip inside her, only moving again when he felt the right grip of her ring relax around him.

After that, everything went so easily. His cock slid smoothly back into her through the different hole, no less visible inside her than it was before. Amethyst squirmed side to side a little on the desk as he slid into her, just as if she was wiggling her own way down his cock ... all the way until his hips met her rump with a gentle smack, when her breath caught for a moment and she gasped.

“Are... Are you okay?” he asked.

She took a deep breath. “It feels very deep.”

“But you're okay?”

“Stop wasting time,” she said without hesitation. “Cum inside me. I want to feel it filling me up!”

So he did... He hadn't had anal very often before. Cadance certainly didn't seem to enjoy it, so it was rarely offered. And even as he took Amethyst that way, he had to admit it wasn't exactly better, just ... different. Amethyst was both tighter and softer inside her ass, except for the ring of her tail hole still gripping tightly around his shaft as it slid in and out – that was what he felt more than anything else.

The real pleasure was from hearing the little cooing noises Amethyst made every time he hilted himself inside her ass. Her neglected pussy winked up at him desperately, dribbling clear juices down onto where his cock slid in and out of her below.

It shouldn't be so neglected, should it? If he gripped the straps around her legs with his teeth and held his other hoof around her thigh, he could spare one hoof to reach down and rub her needy little pussy lips.

Once he started rubbing her as he fucked her, Amethyst's moans grew loud and insistent. Before, she'd just been making little satisfied sounds as if she was mostly just happy with the way she was pleasing him. But now... Now, although her cries were still wordless, they carried a distinct note of 'Give it to me!' that just wasn't possible for him to deny.

Even as he felt himself getting close, felt his flare stretching her deep inside her ass, he intensified the way he was rubbing her pussy more and more. His hoof was already soaked in her juices – he could give her everything he had without worrying about hurting her.

Amethyst won their little race, if just barely. Her whole body jerked against the desk, and she let out the loudest cry yet, a new flood of her hot juices spraying over Shining Armor's hoof and crotch.

The way her asshole clenched so tight around him set him off as well, only a moment later. He slammed his now-wet body tight against hers, pushing for every last smidge of length he could shove inside her, and he let loose.

Looking down at her body, he could see the first gush of his cum splash into her, settling into a squiggly line before the next spurt joined it and flowed even deeper. Unlike with Amber, the cum didn't pool in one place inside her, it flowed. Every new jet of cum that streamed into Amethyst's ass pushed the surge of white deeper and deeper inside her. And all the while, Amethyst looked up at him as if she could see right through her blindfold, her cheeks bright red and a dreamy smile on her lips.

Finally, he had no more to give. As he pulled his softening cock out of Amethyst's ass, the tight ring of her tail hole gripped and squeezed his cock as if trying to squeeze out any last remainders of his orgasm. Maybe it worked – his tip did leave a visible trail of white drops inside her as it retreated, and when it finally popped free from her ass, there was nothing left to dribble out. The red flower of her temporarily gaping hole was left as clean as he'd found it ... which is to say, completely slathered in Amethyst's pussy juices.

Shining Armor dropped down from the edge of the desk, struggling to catch his breath. “Should I... Should I, um, untie you? Or did you arrange for somepony else to do that?” He stared as her asshole slowly closed, sealing in the load he'd given her.

“Please do,” she said. “I wouldn't want to still be like this when the special messenger arrives.”

“The special messenger?”

A series of three knocks came from the big doors at the end of the hall. Hastily, Shining Armor untied Amethyst. In turn, Amethyst handed him a damp, warm rag from under the desk, something she must have prepared ahead of time.

He stared at the rag for a short moment, uncomprehending ... until Amethyst gestured it toward his underbelly.

The knocking came again, more insistent this time. But thanks to his magic, Shining Armor was able to give himself a cursory wipe-down and rush over to the door at the same time. He tossed the rag into a corner just as he clicked the door open.

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