Rewarding Punishment

Gallus tried repeatedly to stand up, but each attempt ended in him falling back down to the floor. The haunting reminder of not breaking curfew motivated him to keep trying, but his body simply wouldn’t cooperate with him. Eventually, exhaustion finally took its toll, and he passed out.

Hours had passed with Gallus unconscious on the floor in his own mess. When he finally came to, his body was still sore, but he at least had the energy to stand up and leave.

Gallus got lots of looks from the other students, but they were the least of his worries. His mind was set on going back to his room and straight to bed.

The other students murmured to each other as they saw Gallus walk past. There had been a wild rumor going around that there were strange noises if you went past one of the classrooms. One of the ponies swore that they saw something blue and orange in there while walking by.

Of course, blue and orange weren’t uncommon colors on ponies, so the rumor didn’t go further than just idle gossip and speculation. Those colors could’ve belonged to anyone, and so no one ever had the full story.

Sandbar laid down in his bed, staring up at the ceiling with worry, it had been long past curfew, so where was Gallus? He tried to close his eyes and fall asleep to try and forget his worries, but the thought that something awful might have happened to him just couldn’t escape his mind.

Just as Sandbar was about to climb out of bed to go look for him, the door slowly creaked open.

“Gah...fuck...finally…” Gallus grumbled to himself as he stumbled in, still dripping with sweat and other fluids.

Sandbar sighed in relief. “Oh, there you are, Gallus! I was getting worried that Professor Applejack was gonna make you stay in detention all night!”

Gallus responded by flashing his middle finger at Sandbar while he dragged himself to his bed.

“Hey...What happened, man?”

“None of your fucking business, that’s what happened.”

Sandbar sniffed the air, his muzzle scrunching up. When did the room start to stink so bad? He hopped off his bunk, trying to find the source, though considering who just entered the room, he had a pretty good idea of who the culprit was. “What the-Auugh! Gallus, you reek of sweat and...something!”

“Yeah, so what?”

“Are you ok? Did something happen to you after we left detention?” Sandbar put a hoof on his shoulder, trying to endure the smell.

“I’m fine, damnit…” he wanted to tell Sandbar what happened. The story of having sex with Professor Applejack would certainly be something to brag about, but once you start to add context to the situation like not being able to last five minutes, getting leglocked and teased the entire time, the story starts to go from awesome to humiliating. “Just...leave me alone right now, I’m tired.’

“A-alright, good night, I guess…” Sandbar climbed back up to his bunk. He peeked down to check on Gallus, but his back was already turned to him. As he slipped under the covers, he let out a sneeze. He groaned a little as he wiped his nose, but he could sleep easier knowing that Gallus was finally back.

Meanwhile, Gallus grumbled to himself as he lay in his own bunk. All the anger and embarrassment started to wear off, and the fatigue set in harder. Sleeping in the comfort of his own bed was an obvious upgrade to being passed out on a classroom floor. He could complain about everything that happened in detention tomorrow. Right now, he desperately needed the sleep.

The sun rose on Equestria once more, the rays of light shining down on Sandbar’s face to wake him up. He let out a long and strained groan as he sat up straight and stretched. He slowly climbed down the ladder, starting to sniffle.

“Morning, Gallus…” he yawned, only to be met with heavy snoring from underneath the covers.

“Gallus, wake up. We gotta get to class soon,” Sandbar said, slightly raising his voice.

Gallus gave him some disgruntled grumbling before the snoring resumed.

“...C’mon, dude. You don’t wanna be late.” Sandbar reached forward and lightly tapped him on the shoulder, then tapped him again. He started shaking him by the shoulder back and forth before finally getting in his face and shouting as loud as his tired vocal chords would let him.

Despite this, Gallus was still sound asleep, snoring and drooling as if all of Sandbar’s shaking and shouting was nothing more than a mild annoyance.

Sandbar rubbed his neck, his throat feeling sore from the yelling, and sighed. He still had no idea why Gallus was so exhausted, but if he wasn’t going to wake up, there was nothing more he could do. He packed up his stuff and ran out the door, hoping that the slumbering griffon would awaken soon.

Nearly an hour had passed before Gallus finally managed to open his eyes. His body still felt a few aches, but he still had enough energy to get through the day. He rubbed his eyes and looked at the clock, thinking he could get a few more minutes of shut-eye before Sandbar made him get out of bed.

Gallus did a double-take, his jaw dropping when he realized how late he was. He flung himself out of bed and flew out the door, spewing profanities the whole time.

His barely awake mind tried to remember what class he was currently late to. He remembered what room it was, but not the professor teaching. He landed in front of the classroom and slowly opened the door, hoping a more forgiving Professor Pinkie Pie or Professor Fluttershy was on the other side.

“Oh. There ya are, Gallus. ‘Bout time ya showed up.”

“Of course…” Gallus muttered to himself when he saw Applejack staring at him.

“Care to explain why you’re so late to my class?” She impatiently tapped her hoof against the floor, the rest of her class looking over at him.

“I...was doing something last night, and it took a lot out of me. I guess I overslept because of that. I’m...sorry.”

Some of the students immediately started whispering to each other. Since when did Gallus ever apologize for anything?

Considering class was more than half over, Applejack was ready to discipline him again, but seeing the state he was in, and his apology, she was willing to let this slide. “Well, just take your seat. One of your classmates will be a good friend and fill ya in on what ya missed.”

As Applejack continued her lesson, Gallus took his seat next to Sandbar. “Thanks for waking me up, jackass…”

“Hey, I tried waking you up! For like, five minutes! You were out cold, man! ...And you still stink, by the way.” Sandbar said through a strained voice, before getting into a coughing fit.

Once Applejack turned away, Gallus gave her the middle finger behind her back. Which would probably be more offensive if ponies had fingers.

Gallus tried to copy all of Sandbar’s notes and pay attention to what Applejack was saying, but he found himself unable to concentrate on the lesson at all. His mind was still stuck on what happened yesterday.

It was still hard to process. Even just the sentence “I fucked Professor Applejack” hardly sounded believable. Gallus felt conflicted, there were obvious positives to having sex with her, and obvious negatives to being fucked into exhaustion, but it overall just felt weird. Was this going to be a recurring thing if he kept misbehaving? Does she do that to any other student? Did she tell the other professors about what happened?

Certain moments still played vividly in his mind. The moment Applejack took control and wrapped her legs around him, the first time he made her cum, but the one he couldn’t get out of his mind was the moment he locked eyes with her, seeing all the freckles on her cheeks, the little blushes of red mixing in with her orange face, and her locks of hair were more free without the hat on. It wasn’t something an experience he wanted to repeat, but it wasn’t all bad. He could even find a little appreciation for just how strong and firm her body was.

“...Now, which one of you can tell me what the right thing to do is?” Applejack looked around to call on a student, but noticed that among all the raised hooves and claws, Gallus had zoned out, staring off at something else.

Applejack traced his line of sight all the way to her butt.

“...Gallus? You gonna start payin’ attention to somethin’ that isn’t my flank any time soon?”

Gallus suddenly let out a loud whistle. And just as quickly as he let it out, his claws wrapped around his beak, as if it would somehow undo the terrible mistake he just made.

The classroom went silent. Time seemed to slow to a crawl as all eyes turned towards Gallus and Applejack. Except for Smolder, who put her head down on her desk as she went off in a fit of silent laughter.

Gallus cursed to himself as nearly all eyes were on him. Fuck fuck fuck! Why did he do that? It just came out without him thinking! Professor Applejack was going to murder him, and he would absolutely deserve it.

“Gallus? An hour after school ends, you’re going to meet me back in my classroom for detention again. You understand, right?” Applejack said through gritted teeth.

“Fffff...yeah.”

Applejack’s lesson tried to continue as normal, though the tension in the room still lingered. The whispering between students got more frequent as they gossiped and joked about Gallus brazenly catcalling their professor in the middle of class.

Gallus had his forehead pressed against his desk in defeat, dreading his inevitable demise at detention.

Once class had ended, Sandbar waited for Gallus to finally pick himself up from the desk and leave. “Seriously, dude? What was that all about?”

“Shut up, shut up, shut up! Ohhh crap she’s gonna kill me in there! I can’t go through that again, man, I just can’t!”

“I don’t even know what she did to you the first time…Do you mind telling me?”

“There’s gotta be a way to prevent this. What if I fake my own death? Do you think Ocellus would be on board with that idea?” Gallus said in a panic, completely ignoring Sandbar’s words.

“Look, as long as you don’t do what you did last time, I think Professor Applejack won’t do...whatever it was she did, ok? Ugh...my head…”

As Sandbar walked off, Gallus tried to find a way out. Throughout the rest of the day, all he could think about was trying to escape detention. With time running short, he had to begrudgingly accept that the best plan he could come up with was just to not show up to school ever again.

The school day was finally over, and Gallus was out of options. He still had an hour to go until detention started, so he went back to his room. He took a long, hot shower to finally clean himself up, and then flopped on top of the bed for a catnap. Sandbar could lock the door whenever he came back.

Applejack entered her classroom with an annoyed sigh. She originally had other plans after school, but Gallus’s detention came first. As terrible as it was to just whistle at her butt like that, Applejack knew that his exhaustion came from yesterday’s detention, and she didn’t want to wear him out again. He just needed to show up, apologize, and keep quiet for an hour, and that would be enough.

She sat at her desk, staring at the clock in the minutes before detention was supposed to start, waiting for Gallus to arrive.

At the top of the hour, it was still just Applejack in the room. A minute passed, then two, then five, and Gallus was still nowhere to be seen.

Applejack growled, standing up, grabbing her lasso, and storming out of the classroom. If Gallus wasn’t going to show up, she was going to bring detention to him. Sandbar would probably know where he’d be.

Applejack spotted Ocellus and Smolder in the hallway. “Hey, Smolder, Ocellus, did any of you see Sandbar around?”

Ocellus put a hoof to her chin. “Sandbar left Professor Fluttershy’s class early to go to the nurse’s office. He was coughing and sneezing a lot, so he might have gone home so his parents could take care of him.”

Applejack sighed, her original plan already ruined. “Dangit, well, I’m tryin’ ta find Gallus-’

“Oh, Gallus? I saw him go into his room after classes ended. Haven’t seen him since, so he’s probably still in there,” Smolder said with a casual shrug.

“Thanks, you two.” Applejack flashed a small smile at the two of them, before making a beeline towards the student housing.

Applejack quickly located Gallus and Sandbar’s room. To her surprise and confusion, the door was left unlocked. At first, she thought that Gallus had just escaped out the window, but he was lying there in bed, fast asleep. And judging by the stiffness between his legs, he was having quite the pleasant dream.

In Gallus’s dream, he was back in detention with Applejack, still having sex with her, just like yesterday. However, the story had a clear deviation from what actually happened.

“Well, I’ll be. It’s been five minutes and you didn’t even break a sweat! You griffons have a lot more stamina than Ah thought!” Applejack panted, wiping the drool from her lips.

“Heh, yeah. I am pretty great,” Gallus chuckled, his chest swelling up with pride.

“A deal’s a deal. I am yours to command however you please.” Applejack bowed down before her superior.

Gallus stood on his hind paws. “Well, for starters, why don’t you put that mouth of yours to use? I still haven’t cum yet, ya know.”

“You got it! Ah just hope that Ah can fit it all down my throat…” Applejack’s lips kissed the tip of his cock, before taking more of its length into her mouth.

“Aw yeah...that’s the stuff…” Gallus shuddered, holding onto her shoulders for support. “Make sure to swallow, I wanna make sure you have full appreciation for Gallus the Great.”

Back in reality, Applejack pouted as he looked at the sleeping griffon. This all felt suspiciously like a setup. His roommate gone, his door left unlocked. It’s almost as if he wanted her to come find him here. Applejack dismissed those thoughts. He was probably still tired and forgot to lock the door. Though that didn’t excuse not showing up to detention, she would have to reprimand him about this later. She turned around, leaving him alone to rest.

“Gnnnk...Apple...jack…”

She froze in place. Surely he didn’t just call out her name, right? That was just him mumbling nonsense in his sleep.

“Aaah...more...Applejack…”

Applejack walked to the door, but instead of leaving through it, she locked it. “Well, if that’s what he wants…” She took her lasso, and making sure that she didn’t disturb his dream, carefully wrapped up his chest, arms, and wings. She put her hat back behind her head, and slowly crawled on top of him until she sat herself down on top of his crotch, rubbing herself up against his cock.

Back in the dream, Gallus was lying back, resting with his hands behind his head as Applejack, now in a maid’s uniform, straddled him, bouncing up and down on his cock. “Is this fast enough, master?”

Before Gallus could grab onto her hips, a sudden pressure on his thighs startled him awake. “Nngaah! Wha...what the…”

Applejack crossed her hooves, staring down at him. “Howdy.”

Gallus stared blankly for a few seconds, before he started to truly wake up and realize this wasn’t part of his dream. “Is-wha-I-just-HUH? Professor Applejack?!”

“Mmhm.” Applejack slowly wiggled her hips, rubbing herself against his cock.

“Wh-What are you doing in my bed?” He looked down, noticing the rope that wrapped around his arms and wings. “...Why am I tied up?”

“Y’all didn’t think you could just up and skip detention, did ya? This time, it’ll be two hours,” Applejack smirked.

Gallus sputtered in disbelief. “All this just cause I wolf whistled at your plot in class?!”

“...Three.”

“Seriously? Can’t I just...” Gallus was about to object, but realized he was being punished with three hours of sex. “...Alright, fine.”

“Don’t think I didn’t catch onto your lil’ plan...” Applejack said, lifting herself up to let Gallus’s erection stand up.

“Plan? I just wanted to ditch detention-ah shit.”

Applejack raised an eyebrow. “That so? Must’ve gotten awfully bored waiting for me to find you, ‘specially since you were talking about me in your sleep”

“I what now?” Gallus started to sweat in a panic. “Uh, no! That was...uh...something totally different!”

“Riiight...Well, best get those three hours started right now.” Applejack wiggled her flank, getting herself into position.

“Please, I wanna be able to wake up tomorrow…” Gallus pleaded. If this was going to be anything like last time, he may not be able to walk again after this.

“Well, lucky for you, I’ll be doin’ most of the work, so it shouldn’t be too taxin’ on ya. Just sit back, relax...” Applejack lowered herself down, sliding onto Gallus’s cock. “...And enjoy the ride.”

Gallus shuddered as he felt Applejack’s marehood around his shaft again. He wondered if he even recovered enough to cum again. He shuffled his upper body around, but the rope was wrapped tight around him. “Gah fuuuck…”

Applejack figured that Gallus was still worn out, so she decided to take it nice and slow this time. Three hours was still plenty of time for him to reflect on his actions.

Gallus begrudgingly let out soft moans that he tried to pass off as grunting. This wasn’t an ideal position to be in, but at least it didn’t feel like he was being fucked dry at this pace.

Applejack kept the same cocky smirk and crossed hooves pose as she slowly slid on his shaft, using her hind hooves to control the speed, pushing herself up and down.

Gallus tried to keep quiet. His room didn’t have the same luxury of privacy that a classroom did during after-school hours. He could make some noise in an empty classroom and only the empty hallways would here. There were others next door on both sides, and the bunk bed was pressed up against the wall.

Applejack, however, didn’t seem to mind. “So, mind explaining why ya thought it’d be a good idea to whistle at my butt during class?” She asked at full volume.

Gallus cringed. “Oh, that? I was just...trying to remember how...a song went.”

“Ain’t smart to lie to the Honesty teacher, ya know…” Applejack squeezed her thighs together, starting to crush Gallus’s hips.

“Gyaaah, fuck! Fine, I’ll talk!” he squawked out in pain.

Applejack loosened up her grip, slowly moving up and down on his dick. “Mmhm?”

“Geez...” Gallus muttered to himself. “I whistled cause...I was still thinking about detention.”

“Gonna have to explain a little more than that, hon.”

“Fuck me…I was thinking about...ugh, how nice your ass is, ok? It’s firm and strong and-aaagh! I’m tired, okay? You fucked me for hours straight, I’m sorry that was still on my mind!” Gallus sarcastically growled.

Applejack couldn’t help herself, she started to chuckle. “Heheh, that right? Well, can’t say it was the right time or place to be wolf whistlin’...but Ah’m touched by the complement,” she said, the blush on her cheeks getting stronger.

Gallus blankly stared at her in confusion and shock. She actually liked him doing that? Was this the reason why she was doing him in bed? Did all ponies act like this?

Applejack continued to ride Gallus. She felt a little bad wearing him out to exhaustion before, but his comments meant he needed to be put in his place and given a bit of an attitude adjustment.

Gallus’s breaths became more labored, the slower pace helped build himself up to the edge of a climax, he just needed that extra push. “Fffuck.. G-Go a little bit faster…” he mumbled.

“Sorry, what was that?” Applejack smirked, pretending not to hear his request.

“I said go faster...” Gallus said, slightly louder, turning his head away.

Applejack silently tilted her head, cocking an eyebrow at him, waiting for another word to follow.

Gallus looked at Applejack with confusion. What else was he supposed to say? As Applejack started to slow down to a stop, he realized what she was waiting for. “Ohfortheloveof...Please…go faster...”

“That’s what I was lookin’ for...” Applejack chuckled, gradually picking up speed with her bounces.

Gallus squirmed against the ropes, still feeling the tight squeeze around his body. This would be more enjoyable if he wasn’t tied up, but at least all he had to do was lie in bed. Three hours of this didn’t seem that bad anymore.

Applejack started moving her hips as fast as they could go, keeping one hoof on Gallus’s chest to keep herself steady.

Gallus slowly thrust upward, trying to make as little noise as possible. Low growls slipped through his beak as the speed increased, with one restrained groan coming out as he came inside her.

Applejack shuddered as she tried to keep her pace up as the pleasure spread through her body. Her hooves shook as she finally orgasmed after such a long buildup. Her head hung down as she took deep breaths, the tip of her hair lightly brushing against Gallus’s belly.

Not even five seconds later, Applejack’s head popped back up. “Hooboy, that was good! How ‘bout we go again?”

It was at this point Gallus remembered that he wasn’t being punished with three hours of sex, he was being punished with three hours of sex with Applejack.

Without so much as a minute break, Applejack picked up right where she left off. Starting off with slow thrusts inside her, but increasing in speed to ride into another orgasm.

“Ah...fuck.” As his detention continued, Gallus tried to stay as quiet as possible, but with each successive climax, his muffled grunting turned into louder shudders and moans.

Yona pressed her head against her bedroom wall, trying to get her ear as close as possible without her horns punching a hole. “...Does Ocellus hear banging and shouting, too?”

“I’m trying my best not to…” Ocellus started to tremble in her top bunk. The muffled squeaking, pounding, and shouting weren’t the only things her senses were picking up. “...Ohmygosh.”

“Can we please take a break?” Gallus panted, drooling and sweating onto his pillow. “I have done nothing but lie here for an hour and I don’t think I have anything left in me....”

Applejack smirked, having barely broken a sweat. “Well, we could take a break...Depends, anythin’ ya wanna confess?”

“Uh...Not really, no?”

Applejack leaned forward, placing her hooves on his chest. “Ya sure? Cause Ah’m pretty sure you’re still keepin’ something a secret from me.”

Gallus cringed. Did she really know? Was there something that gave him away?

“Don’t think Ah haven’t caught on…” Applejack scooted further up, rubbing her butt against his stiff cock. She had her suspicions that Gallus had set this whole thing up, she just wanted to hear it straight from the bird’s beak.

“Ghhhk...fuuuuck…” Gallus clenched his fists, his arms and wings straining against the rope. But with Applejack’s lassoing skills, he couldn’t even fray it.

Applejack slowly teased his shaft with her butt, getting closer to Gallus, staring deep into his eyes as she rubbed herself against his tip.

Gallus started to sweat bullets. He tried to shift his gaze to something else, but with Applejack so close to him, she was hard to ignore. The blush on her cheeks, feeling her hot breath against his neck, her freed mane bouncing up and down with each slight movement...

“It’ll be easier on both of us if ya just talk, y’know. So why don’t ya just fess up?” Applejack leaned in even closer, her muzzle in dangerous proximity to Gallus’s beak.

“A-Alright, fine, I’ll say it!” Gallus barked out. “I think you look cuter without your hat on! Ya happy now?”

Applejack reeled back as if someone had just punched her in the chest at full force. Her jaw hung open as she felt a significant warmth rush to her ears.

Gallus watched in confusion and terror as his confession rendered his professor speechless. Without any sort of sign of whether or not he said the right thing, he also was at a loss for words.

For two whole minutes, Gallus’s room had been the quietest it had been in hours, as both of them did nothing else but look the other in the eyes in awkward silence. Each second that passed felt like ten.

“Ooohoohooohoo...that’s...I c-can’t…!”

“Ocellus feeling okay?” Yona turned around, noticing Ocellus was trembling in place.

“Y-y-yeah...I’m fffine, Yona…J-just...cold up here...” she lied. The actual reason for her shivering would be both too long and too embarrassing to explain.

“If Ocellus cold, she should wrap herself in blanket.” Yona bluntly stated, before putting her head back up against the wall. “Hm...sounds are gone…”

Applejack was the first to make a move. She wordlessly moved herself backwards towards the foot of the bed.

“H-Hey, what are you-woah. Ohhh that’s...oh fuck…” Gallus looked down to see Applejack’s lips briefly graze his cockhead, then slip part of it in her mouth.

Applejack gradually worked her way down, pushing his length into her mouth bit by bit. Once she got halfway down, she raised her head back up. Once her lips were about to hit the tip, down she went again, slowly gaining a rhythm.

Gallus’s moans were subdued due to the fatigue hitting him hard. He let out low growls and moans, mixed in with the occasional swearing under his breath. Thankfully, Applejack didn’t tie up his legs, so he could stretch or kick out a paw whenever Applejack’s throat squeezed him in just the right way.

Though Applejack had gotten into a smoother rhythm, she kept a slower pace, just so she could give his shaft a few licks while it was in her mouth.

With the gentler treatment, it didn’t take long for Gallus to reach yet another orgasm. His climactic cry sounding more like a drawn-out sigh as he felt himself blowing his load into Applejack’s mouth.

Without hesitation, Applejack took the whole load. She kept her lips wrapped around his shaft, making sure Gallus shot out every bit he could before swallowing it down, wiping the rest off her lips.

Gallus’s head wearily listed from side to side, his eyelids weighing exponentially heavier. The last thing he saw before exhaustion overtook him was a sheepish grin on Applejack’s face.

Applejack took the rope off Gallus as carefully as she put it on, and tucked him in under the blankets.

There was a good chance he might oversleep and be late to her class again, but she’d go easier on him.

Before she left the room, she gave the sleeping griffon a quick kiss on the forehead, chuckling softly to herself.

“Heh, maybe you aren’t so bad after all…”