Why had he agreed to this? How long would this last? Where had she gone? All questions that he was unable to consider what with everything else going on at that moment.
Shining Armour had his own shining armour right now. His pure white coat concealed entirely by a black latex suit that clung to the contours of his body. If he could observe himself he might’ve been dazzled by the reflection of the lights as they illuminated his almost inanimate form. He had been placed upon a set of two rails that ran under his bound legs parallel to the length of his body, so that a gap remained in between. His head was propped up, by another frame that extended from the two, and forced to face forwards by the bright steel collar that reduced his already shallow breaths.
The hood that covered his head and kept his mane flattened would have allowed his muzzle to be visible were it not for the strap of his gag covering the hole. The gag itself was large, to say the least, and consisted of a lifelike equine penis that could be seen from the outside to be lodged deep within his throat, emerging proudly past the collar. The suit included plugs that were inserted deep into his nostrils, allowing him to breathe but making the task more difficult. He had been given earphones to block out the rest of the world and also to play a ceaseless series of slick, wet sounds of flesh on flesh, shuddering breaths and agonisingly pleasured moans. A blindfold was fitted securely over the top of the hood as well, ensuring that no light would distract him from his own body.
At his backside his tail had been stuffed into a rubber ball, leaving his hindquarters fully exposed. Shortly after the application of the suit he’d had a companion inserted snugly between his cheeks. His anal intruder was at least 10 inches in circumference and much more in length. It also had a number of features that denied him any kind of rest or relaxation. Every few minutes it would begin to gently vibrate. This vibration would increase over time until it abruptly stopped. Afterwards the devilish device would switch to electricity, making his battered pucker twitch and convulse, and eliciting the most exquisite of moans.
Shining’s last item of questionable intent was attached firmly to his most personal toy. At his undercarriage his balls were packaged tightly by a latex pouch, punctuated by several wires that were trailed along his leg, down the frame and to a small blinking box. His cock had been locked away in a tiny steel cage; featureless save for a tiny hole at the tip that leaked a steady, pitiful dribble of precum. The cage also featured two of the aforementioned wires that snaked along his helpless form with their brothers. These had been subject to an almost constant high frequency current, keeping them tensed and aching.
Time did not exist here in his plastic prison. Every thought that formed was wrenched away the moment it was conceived, drowned by vibration and stolen away by shocks. The straps holding his legs to the frames meant that every desperate attempt to squirm free, if only for the sake of his diminished button of a dick, was nothing more than a slight wiggle. The pressure between his legs was immense and unbearable and yet only a few drops of clear arousal escaped his tortured tip. Were it not for the gag occupying his throat he would have been howling in both pleasure and despair at the situation his love had left him in. But he had agreed to it after all.
Suddenly, after a crescendo of gut-shaking vibrations, the toy in his backside stopped. With dulled senses, still mired in a sea of moans and the sounds of sex, Shining Armour slowly roused from his stupor of torturous pleasure into confusion and cautious relief. He felt a latch being undone at his rear and then tears flooded his covered eyes as he felt the enormous plug slide out of his anus. A wet, grasping pop punctuated its exit as its former subject whimpered and wiggled in his bonds, leaving the hole it once occupied to suck at the air that now rushed in to fill the void. He jumped at the gentle touch of a hoof on his back and then the world returned as his ear plugs were removed.
“Hello, Shiny” Cadance purred as she softly stroked her latex lovedoll. “Did you miss me?”
Shining Armour wiggled, giving an eager, stifled reply of incomprehensible babble along with the slightest of nods.
“Aww honey... your little soldier’s been hard at work all this time! But you just haven’t been able to get there have you? She asked rhetorically in a teasing, child-like voice.
This comment elicited a strangled wail, accompanied by a vigorous side-to-side shake of his head.
“Well, since you’ve been so good today maybe we can relieve you of all. That. Pressure.” With each of her last three words Cadance gave her husband’s petite package a firm squeeze, making him cry out in pain.
A few hoofsteps later and he was suddenly treated to the dazzling lights that had shone upon him for the last few hours as the blindfold was peeled away. Cadance wore a wry smile as she looked down upon his tear-streaked eyes, looking at him as one would at a puppy. She leaned in until her muzzle almost touched his, giggling internally as his eyes went wide with anticipation.
“But how should we do it?” Cadance almost whispered to his trembling rubber face. “Should we...” She levitated a tiny key over and dangled it in front of him; her mouth hung open slightly as if to invite her lover to finish the question. He nodded vigorously, causing more tears to cascade down his face. They freely made their way down his smooth latex cheeks and ran along the underside of his neck, finally dripping off of the flared tip of the dildo gag and onto the floor.
Cadance only giggled. The key floated to the side of her head as she did and, after turning to observe it once more, she looked back at her husband’s panicked expression and really started to laugh. Her snickering, snorting mirth echoed throughout the room even as she held her sides with her forehooves and curled up on the floor in front of him. A moment later she gave the key a flick with her magic and it was launched across the room out of his sight. Now his pained whines joined his wife’s laughter along with another excruciatingly small drip of clear fluid from his toy-sized tool.
“Oh Shiny! Come on now, we both knew what was going to happen at the end!” Cadance returned to his front, wiping away her tears of laughter and stifling her intermittent giggles. “You don’t get to stick it in anything today. We’re going to knead you out. Do you want to cum, honey?” She asked, almost sounding sincere. Shining managed a muffled ‘mmhmm’ in response that carried with it the sound of defeat and total submission.
“I’ll make you cum, darling, don’t worry. But maybe after you have you might wish you hadn’t.” She beamed at him and lit her horn. Something was being dragged across the cold stone floor. She could easily have lifted it, but it was worth it to witness the look of pleading terror in her lover’s face. If Shining Armour had been able to see his rear he would’ve seen a large machine that consisted of a piston and a fat rubber toy on the end of a steel rod. This toy had been specially designed to press into the inner male organ. The bulbous tip was curved downwards and there trailed several smaller bulges behind it.
Cadance now covered the giant toy in lubricant, setting the bottle down next to it, and then brought a bowl to rest underneath her husband’s imprisoned pecker. She then lifted a cushioned chair across and placed it in front of his face. This chair, finished in a deep red leather, had no seat to speak of and instead included two padded ‘arms’ that protruded forwards and upwards at an angle, enabling the pony seated to rest their hind legs around a gap in the middle.
As his wife took her seat Shining Armour found himself face to folds with her glistening sex, but unable to do anything but stare. Cadance licked her hoof and placed it upon her winking clitoris before breathing to him “Shall we begin?” and with that her horn was illuminated once more. The machine behind him sprung to life and his battered backside was once again invaded. As he alternated between tensing and relaxing his wife set to work on her own arousal, drawing large, slow circles with her hoof and trailing her juices along with it. Shining whined around his rubber lover as he felt the titanic toy behind him complete its setup, having plumbed his depths and further angled its wicked bulb to pull out every last fluid ounce of his virility.
At once the machine whirred into a lively pattern. Shining’s asshole was pulled about as if it, too, was made of rubber. The cursed bulb would slam into his colon and then drag unbearably – delightfully – back over the knot that held his dammed up deluge in place. It reached his ruined ring, stretching it out well past his plot and then plunged back in to its fullest extent to repeat the whole sordid cycle once more. He couldn’t take much more of this. The torturous pleasure was overwhelming. His wife’s hoofing had picked up in pace as well and now her masturbatory movements flicked droplets of her juice onto his muzzle. All of this combined had him moaning and choking on his desire. His stomach was tensed, his legs ached and the lack of a full breath had him stuck in a delirious haze, but he could feel it coming to a head.
The rhythmic slamming. The pressure on his prostate. The smell of his wife’s wet, wanting pussy. He was only moments away from soaring straight through the gates of Nirvana. He caught the heady scent of a heavenly paradise, his own personal Shangri-La, as he drifted in his dream.
Cadance dug her hoof in deep, curling it over her engorged button and furiously rubbing until at last she had achieved her goal. One sweet, wavering moan washed over the room as her hind legs locked up and her nectar splashed across Shining’s rubber face. This was the final prompt. The dam had finally been breached and he tensed with every fibre he could muster as he readied his triumphant peak.
Cadance regarded his rubber form from her reclining position with lidded, lust-filled eyes. She brought her hoof up and licked herself clean, uttering two simple words: “Cum now”
The very moment that he came he found his pleasure left him. With a cruel flash of magic the machine retreated fully. The electricity that had been coursing through his penile prison went dead. Shining could only huff and cry as his miniature manhood leaked all of its load in a slow, continuous string of sad disappointment. He shuddered and sobbed as his cock twitched fruitlessly, only causing his cum to sway gently as it dripped from him into the bowl.
Cadance crawled slowly off of her chair and began to lick her love off of Shining’s face as it mingled with his tears. She licked slowly in long, measured strokes collecting as much as she could every time. All he could do was quietly sob and whimper around his gag. Minutes went by as she continued her ministrations in silence, even going so far as to lick the bulging tip of the giant horsedick that she’d placed inside her husband’s mouth.
When she was satisfied with her work she moved to check the bowl underneath Shining’s dicklet. She smiled devilishly after seeing that it had barely enough volume to contain the load that she had coaxed from him.
“I have a treat for you, darling!”She said as she brought the bowl to his front. She carefully undid the strap behind his head and slowly drew the full length of her husband’s oral occupier from its rightful place. A ring held his jaw open and meant that he was still unable to communicate and, more importantly, it also meant that he was unable to refuse any gift from his ever-so-generous lover. A torrent of drool now poured from his open mouth and joined the fluids that had made it to the floor.
Cadance placed a short funnel into Shining’s mouth, saying “Open wide dear. Oh, what am I saying, you have no choice, honestly!” and giggled to herself as she upended the bowl, letting his substantial amount of seed slide into his waiting mouth. “You’d better swallow it all, honey, or we’ll swap your next turn for mine. Or maybe I’ll do something extra cruel next time? I know every method of making love and there are some that I don’t think you’re halfway ready for. Maybe we should find out, huh?” She gently stroked the top of his head as he struggled to swallow his own cum despite the ring gag. Nevertheless a few spluttering moments later it was all gone, returned to where it came from.
“That’s a good boy” Cadance purred. “Such a good boy”
Minutes passed as the two remained there; one being gently caressed and the other admiring her submissive husband’s bound body. Finally, now that he had begun to calm down, Cadance said to him “Come on then. Let’s get you out of there.” And with that she started to undo all of her hard, lust-fuelled work. The ring gag was removed and Shining, rather than try to speak, felt around with his tongue, trying to soothe the soreness of a day’s worth of play. The hood came next and revealed a dishevelled mess of a mane and a mismatch of texture as the matted fur around his eyes gave way to the flattened surface underneath the mask.
Cadance brought herself to his front and took him in for a long, loving kiss. This, he would momentarily discover, was to distract from the removal of his chastity cage and the sack that contained his balls which, as it turned out, was painful to say the very least. While she was there she also detached the collar, the frames and the belts that fastened his legs in place. With the frames gone, she gently lowered him to the floor on his side, taking the zip with her magic and peeling it from his neck to his tail.
Shining went to stretch his legs out but found that they were as lead. The weight of hours of denial and a crushing, ruined peak had left them weak and unresponsive. Knowing that this was the case, his wife laid down behind him, wrapping her legs around his in a warm embrace. “I love you, Shiny” She cooed.
“I-augh. I love you too, Cady” Shining managed to reply, his stretched mouth struggling to verbalise his affection. The two lay there for a little while longer as he felt some of his strength return. Several more minutes passed when, finally, he spoke again.
“So, uh. What do you want for dinner?”
