Chapter One: A Royal Intervention [Non Clop]
For centuries, Canterlot’s Royal Guard has been highly regarded as being one of the strongest, diligent, and most elite forces that a pony could be fortunate enough to be part of. Even though others have shown more significant moments of success in recent years (most notably the Elements of Harmony), that didn’t seem to skew the high reputation that the Royal Guard possessed. When it came to protecting Canterlot and its Nobles from various enemies, the skilled forces trained by Prince Shining Armor ensured that their lives would be secure on a daily basis. And due to the strict assessments conducted by the Royal Sisters themselves, every brave soul who applied to be a Royal Guard carried themselves through their physical prowess, as well as their upstanding nature to be patient and courteous with everyone who attended or worked at the castle.
Of course, even with those thorough requirements in place, that didn’t mean that the Royal Guards were perfect either. Most of the Guards were quick to help one another out like family, and carried themselves respectfully for Royalty and staff alike; however, there was one particular pony in Canterlot Castle that proved to be the toughest challenge for Guards to overcome. Regardless of the stallion’s reputation throughout the Canterlot elite, his arrogant demeanor was an absolute nightmare for whomever was assigned to work alongside him. And due to his high rank in nobility, which made him practically untouchable to even Celestia herself, his actions and accusations claimed the careers of many prospective Guards before they could’ve reached their full potential.
Outside of Canterlot Castle, that stallion was known as Prince Blueblood, the nephew of Princess Celestia. But to everyone within the Royal Guard barracks, he was simply regarded as Blueblood, the entitled elitist prick most likely spawned from the asshole of Grogar himself.
Regardless of the unicorn’s Royal lineage, or his relation to one of the most deeply-respected ponies in Equestrian history, Prince Blueblood was notoriously reviled among Canterlot Castle’s staff. Whether it was because of his perfectionist standards, his unbearably high expectations, or his deeply disrespectful behavior towards ponies he considered “lower” then himself, there wasn’t a single Guard or member of the castle staff who didn’t hate his guts. Considering how Equestria was supposed to be a nation that upholded love and friendship for all, it had to take a lot for someone to be given such a word as harsh as hatred. But due to Blueblood’s arrogance and notorious bigotry, most of the Guards considered him to be as insufferable as the villains who tried to enslave them.
And on one particular day, when the mood throughout Canterlot was already tense due to the Royal Sisters’ planned retirement, things were nearly reaching their boiling point within the Royal Guard locker rooms. Since it was the middle of the day, only a few stallions were lounging among the long wooden benches, taking a much-needed break after dealing with the castle’s ridiculous goose-based security system earlier that morning. However, the mood within the silent room instantly dampened the moment the doors bursted open, and two Guards stormed inside to tear off their armor. The stallion with a blue coat and deeper blue mane was the first to throw off his metal plating to make it clang against the floor, and was nearly growling from now furious he looked through his gritted teeth. While that pegasus gripped one of the locker doors tightly enough to make his hoof turn white, the other stallion was struggling not to sob while tossing his armor aside. Despite being just as muscular as his partner, the unicorn looked absolutely wrecked as his eyes carried a red sheen, and the white fur beneath his eyes were matted with his tears; of course, what caught the attention of the other Guards was the distinct red welt that could be seen across his left cheek.
“Holy shit!” A pegasus with a crimson coat and white mane jumped up from the bench, and rushed towards his horned brethren to inspect the injury. “Zapper, what happened?! Did… Did somepony hit yo--”
“P-Please leave me alone!” shouted the stallion as he brashly tried to smack the pony’s hoof away. The other two Guards who were seated got up as well, their faces showing a lot of concern for what could’ve happened. One of them was an earth pony with a brown coat, and a close-shaven yellow mane. The other Guard was actually a zebra, who towered the other ponies just under a foot in height; his size may have been fairly intimidating, but he looked just as worried as the others for what happened to the injured unicorn. Meanwhile, Zapper had to turn away from his friends, clutching the side of his face while struggling to choke through his sobs.
“Zapper, please!” pleased the red stallion as he tried to reach out towards him. “If something happened, you should be able to at least tell us! That’s what platoons are for, remember? We’ll have your back, no matter what.”
The unicorn winced as he slowly put down his hoof, but he refused to turn around to face his fellow Guards. His armor plating, much like the ones the other four had on the ground or placed by their lockers, all carried the same distinct logo of a pink triangle upon the right shoulder. It wasn’t anything too noticeable, but it gave the group a reason to stick together as they were. Unfortunately, that insignia also proved to be a target in some ways, as was shown when the blue pony finally let go of his locker. He was still seething in anger, but he controlled himself enough to try and speak towards the others. “Let’s just say, a certain somepony crossed a BIG bucking line.”
The other three Guards all cringed with looks of anger and frustration, none of them needing any clarification as to who the pegasus was referring to. Even though their small group was verified by Princess Luna herself, it was clear that they weren’t completely protected from persecution. More specifically, the five Guards weren’t safe from a specific member of the Royal family, who seemed to have a rather large bone to pick with them. But judging by Zapper’s injury, it seemed that his bigotry was also reaching levels that were extremely uncalled for.
“Are you bucking kidding me, Rush?!” shouted the zebra with an especially peeved-looking stare towards the blue pegasus. Rush didn’t say anything, and just scoffed with an affirming nod while rolling his eyes. That response caused the striped Guard to look away from them with an especially infuriated look, and clenched his hoof to keep from punching something. “GAH! What the buck is Blueblood’s problem?!”
“Hey, at least you don’t have to be in the same room as him,” noted Rush, who had to take another calming breath to keep from raising his voice. “I mean, all he does is ignore you, Zeno. I really hate to say it, but I’d consider that a positive.”
Zeno scoffed with an angered huff, not even looking back at Rush to dignify that claim. “Trust me, he does not ignore me. He just makes sure no ponies hears the insults he throws my way.”
The Earth pony standing beside him winced in sympathy, and he tried to give Zeno a comforting pat on the back. “Hey, we’ve all been getting insults from him, dude. Heck, I don’t think he ever referred to me by my real name.”
“Yeah, that’s kinda weird,” noted the red pegasus, who couldn’t help shrugging in surprise towards the brown stallion. “I mean, don’t get me wrong, but you’d think the name Mud-Slinger would warrant a few speciest comments from him.”
“Really, Glider?!” snapped Mud angrily towards him. “Is now really the time?!”
The pegasus lowered his head guiltily with a sigh, and was quick to rectify his opinion with an apologetic wave of his hoof. “Sorry, I just… He did that a lot with my name, but whatever.”
While Zapper wiped his cheeks with a hoof, the group stayed silent while thinking over Blueblood’s behavior over the past couple months. Ever since their platoon was inducted, it seemed that the Prince had gone out of his way to target them whenever they were assigned alongside him on their shifts. But despite the countless complaints and reports the five tried to give to their superiors or HR, it was practically worthless to expect any ramifications to be given towards Celestia’s nephew. Even when they invested in tape-recorders to catch his countless uses of slurs like ‘Feather-Brain,’ ‘Dirt-Pony,’ ‘Colt-Cuddler,’ or the ever-constant ‘Faggot,’ the only responses they received were their tapes being confinscated before being given a formal warning.
Fortunately, despite the issues they may have been having, Glider went back up towards Zapper to try and help him out. “Dude, come on. Just… at least let me see if that needs ice or something.”
“N-No, it’s fine,” Zapper said with insistence, but also with sincerity as he put his hoof back down. But despite his refusal, Glider still sucked some air through his teeth as he saw how bad that strike looked up close. Blueblood may have been a fairly big stallion, but it was surprising he could actually hit something harder than a pillow. But as Zapper’s frustrated wince intensified to a look of brooding anger, it seemed that slap wasn’t the only thing that was hurting him. As he looked down at the ground below his hooves, his lips pursed bitterly before he muttered, “I just… Goddess I bucking hate him.”
“We all do,” assured Glider as he pulled him in for a much-needed hug. “And I promise you, we’re gonna get through this. We’re Royal Guards, and we always persevere.” Fortunately for the group, Zapper was comforted enough to return his hug, and clenched his eyes to keep from tearing up again. Meanwhile, the other three looked towards each other as the mood remained understandably tense.
“Okay, what actually happened?” asked Mud as he and Zeno turned to Rush for details. “I mean, was he drinking or something?”
Rush huffed through his teeth, looking like he was gonna snap at the mere thought of recollecting the events. However, the pegasus pinched the bridge of his snout with a hoof before he was able to say, “Well, he certainly smelled like it. As soon as we showed up for our shift, he just burst out of his room, going on and on about how we were late -- even though we WEREN’T! And then he just… he kept saying how we were probably blowing each other…”
That last part made Zeno and Mud-Slinger seethe with equally offended looks. Even though they knew they were going to face issues from ponies by being the first all-gay Guard Platoon, the group upheld their professionalism on the job to keep from being judged too harshly. But despite their efforts, it was obvious that Blueblood wasn’t going to let up until they either disbanded their group, or they quit their posts entirely. The five would’ve rather dropped dead than leave the careers they earned, but their moods continued to sour while Rush explained the rest of their confrontation. “Eventually, he… he started to insult my family, which was when Zapper tried to step in and defend me…”
That reminded caused the unicorn to sniffle a couple times, which made Glider hug him even tighter in response. Meanwhile, Rush pursed his muzzle tightly while shaking his head in frustration, and took a moment before he said back towards the other two, “And I just… as soon as he hit him, Blueblood started screaming about pressing charges and claiming self-defense, so we… we just left…”
Zeno, Mud-Slinger, and even Glider all gasped as they gawked in horror at Rush. “You… you left your post?!” shouted the zebra with a wide-eyed look of terror. “Rush, you know they’ll use that against us!”
“Yeah, and WE have the security footage of him assaulting Zapper!” shouted Rush back at him. “Neither of us did anything, and we have proof! Even HE can’t counteract the magic streams!”
Despite the pegasus’ insistence, Zeno still shook his head and looked away from him with a defeated expression. Mud looked equally as fretful, and covered his face with a hoof while saying, “Dude, we tried that before with the tape recorders, remember?!”
“This is MORE than just audio!” retorted Rush, who tried to remain confident despite his voice growing more strained. “I-I mean, he can’t alter that, can he?!”
“You know that he will,” said Glider with a hurt-looking glare pointed at the other pegasus. He still had a hoof around Zapper’s shoulder, but it was clear he had his focus on Rush now. “He’s done that shit before, and he’ll do it again!”
Rush didn’t want to break his composure, but his grimacing muzzle was showing how much his brethren’s remarks were getting to him. The pegasus may have been in the right to walk away from that bigot, but it wasn’t long before he clenched his eyes shut to keep from tearing up like Zapper had. With a long and shaky breath, the stallion covered his eyes with his hoof while he groaned to himself in remorse. “Ughhhh… Guys, I am not giving this up…”
“I know you won’t,” said Zapper with a more soft-spoken tone of voice. As he looked back at his friend, he tried his hardest to give him a gracious smile while his eyes were still puffy from the tears. “A-And… And I really am grateful you stood up for me…”
Rush looked back at him briefly enough to give a thank smile and nod, even though they both seemed unsure of what may happen next. While the other three either sulked in worry or sat down in defeat, Rush took an even deeper breath upon realizing this may be the end. “I… I’m really sorry, guys…” Even if that footage miraculously wasn’t tampered with by Blueblood, the group seemed pessimistic about how their reputation will go from there. Rush trotted over towards his plated helmet, which was left by the door and still shimmering brightly. As he picked it up, he bit his lip with a look of regret while gazing at his reflection. “Well… if we’re gonna go down because of this, I… I want to at least think it was with a sense of honor…”
Rush closed his eyes with a final sigh, looking like he was willing to accept his fate. However, the reflection shown in the helmet didn’t have its eyes closed. In fact, the reflection of Rush grew a coy-looking smirk as he shook his head, and eyed the real stallion with a raised brow. After clearing his throat, the reflection decided to speak up with a tone of voice very different from Rush’s. “Honestly, guys~”
“GAHHH!!” Rush jolted back with a panicked yelp and dropped the helmet, not expecting to hear it talking back to him. The other four Guards heard that voice too, and were staring at the armor-plated headpiece with widened eyes. Meanwhile, the face within that reflection slowly morphed its way out of the metal, almost like it was sinking through a wall of rubber to break free from its mortal confines. Of course, even if the figure didn’t change himself to his proper form, it wouldn’t have been hard for the platoon to realize who had infiltrated their locker room. As soon as the Rush reflection broke from that plate, and turned himself back to the familiar draconequus seen all throughout Canterlot recently, he only needed a quick stretch before he sighed with a smile, and put on the stallion’s helmet to hang over his horns.
“... While I do appreciate the manta of ‘Going down with Honor,’” said Discord, who used his lion’s paw to brush against his woolen chest with a look of boredom on his face, “it honestly just sounds like you guys aren’t willing to stand up for yourselves against Blueblood.”
If the chaotic being had manifested himself before group several months ago, there likely would’ve been a lot more screaming and panic due to his unpredictability, as well as his controversial past. However, considering the fact that Discord had been more active in Canterlot to assist with Princess Twilight Sparkle, his presence to castle staff now felt like more of a startling surprise than anything else. Nevertheless, the Guards were still briefly stunned as they jolted back from their positions, and were standing around with looks of worry and unease. Fortunately, it seemed that Discord was used to that kind of reaction, and was quick to put out his claw and paw in innocence.
“Okay, usually I try not to intervene when it comes to pony affairs,” said the draconequus with a firm, but still comforting tone of voice. “However, considering how I happened to witness what happened outside of Blueblood’s quarters, it really seems like your group needs some assistance.”
None of the five Guards could try to say anything against Discord’s caim, since it was obvious that they did need some help. But still, they all still looked surprised at discovering the draconequus was aware of their issues with Blueblood. Rush, who needed to blink a couple times while processing Discord’s very presence, was the first to speak up as he asked, “Wait, you… you actually saw what Blueblood did?”
“Indeed I have,” answered the chaotic being with a nod of his head, before he reached underneath his leathery bat-wing with his claw. “Oh! And that reminds me…” Discord then pulled out what looked to be a bag of frozen peas, which he tossed over towards Zapper to use as an ice pack. “Here you go, Private. That should help with the swelling.”
The unicorn was fairly befuddled at Discord’s kindness, but he still nodded thankfully before holding the bag up against his face. Meanwhile, the draconequus returned his attention towards the other four Guards, and removed Rush’s helmet from atop his horns. “Now then! Before I say anything else, I should warn all of you that Prince Blueblood is storming down to these barracks as we speak. And judging by how he was looking, I’m fairly certain that he’s planning to implement something even I can’t condone under any good conscience.”
A mixture of enraged groans and panicked exhales reverberated around the locker room, with all five of the Guards appearing distressed by that information. Even if Discord wasn’t the most trustworthy being in Equestria, the platoon certainly believed him when it came to that intel; and given Blueblood’s demented vendetta against their group, they could only imagine what twisted form of “discipline” that Prince would try to oust them for good. So while the five Guards turned their attention towards him, Discord made a quick wave of his paw to conjure up a large digital clock, which hovered in the air above the group while displaying a countdown of three minutes.
“Now, I should highly stress that time is of the essence here,” said Discord while he pointed to the timer, “so I’m going to be blunt on your situation. As of what I’m able to determine, Blueblood likely will get away with any assault charges, even if that video evidence Rush is claiming isn’t tampered with. Of course, that’s mostly due to the egregious amounts of blackmail he has against your platoon’s superiors and higher-ranking officers, which is why he never gets disciplined in the first place.”
“GAH!” Zeno looked especially pissed by that detail as he kicked one of the lockers behind him. “I bucking KNEW it!”
“Yes, but there’s no admissible proof either, so merely knowing can’t help too much.” Discord then gave a sympathetic nod to the zebra, and huffed briefly before continuing his speech. “However, considering how I’ve been tasked with helping Princess Twilight adjust to Canterlot’s political system without much issue, I think it would be the best move to personally nip Blueblood’s corruption in the bud. Normally I would mention this to Celestia, but I already know she won’t do anything against her nephew. So… I figured I should explain my idea to the five of you for approval...”
As Discord went on to explain his highly detailed, and highly controversial method of dealing with their problem, the timer continued to count down second by second. As he went over the major gist of what he was planning for the bigoted Prince, the five Guards looked beyond shocked to say the least. Even when that timer above them was counting down with less than a minute remaining, the room became deathly silent by the time the draconequus finished the rundown of his idea. Fortunately, only the briefest moment passed within the locker room before one of the Guards finally gave a response. “Ummmm… w-wow,” noted Glider, who needed to scratch the back of his neck while sporting a heavy blush. “I… I’m not gonna lie, dude. That… That’s big.”
“So is being unjustly discharged by a violent homophobe,” said Discord as his bushy brows rose up for emphasis. Due to that brash reminder, the five Guards all turned their focus back towards one another to read the room. Meanwhile, Discord merely sighed and decided to ask, “Now, since we don’t have much time left, I have to make sure this is something your group is comfortable with me implementing.”
None of the Guards said anything to each other, but they all seemed to have the same look of contemplation on their faces by the time they turned back to Discord. Just as the timer was reaching twenty seconds, the draconequus carried a studious stare on the platoon while saying, “So… are you five alrigh--”
“DO IT!!!”
Due to how instantaneous the group’s unified answer was, Discord actually reeled back for a second in surprise. As he looked around with his brows raised, all five of the Guards looked unbelievably determined with stone-faced glares pointed at the draconequus. After blinking a couple times, Discord grew an impressed smirk and said, “Wow! I’m not gonna lie, I wasn’t expecting you guys to answer so quickly.”
“You know what?!” Zapper put both of his hooves up, looking like he had absolutely no fucks to give anymore. “If Celestia isn’t gonna help us with that prick, we’ll take whatever we can get!”
“Yeah!” added Mid-Slinger with a firm nod of his head. “I mean, if what you’re gonna do actually changes things, then we’re in!”
“YEAH!” yelled the other four in affirmation, showing absolutely no remorse for what might happen to the Prince. That response was good enough for the draconequus, who was grinning especially wide by the time he raised his claw.
“Well, it’s settled then!” exclaimed Discord with a giddy look, as well as a sly-looking wink before snapping his talons. He disappeared from sight with a theatrical poof of smoke, and left the five Guards alone by the time the counter reached zero. Just as the timer ended, the clock disappeared, and the locker room door burst open. The five Guards immediately rushed towards the middle of the room to stand in an orderly line, not having any time to don their armor or helmets. Meanwhile, the brutish white stallion they all despised trotted through the doors with a slow, and almost flaunting stride in his steps. None of the Guards gave any visible expressions on their faces, but their hearts were racing as they caught sight of two distinct things the lone Prince Blueblood had on him…
One of those things was a menacing and downright evil-looking smirk that was pointed at the five Guards. And above Blueblood’s narrowed and piercing blue eyes, his horn was brightly lit with a golden hue while holding a thick wooden rod in his aura.
None of the Guards said a word, and tried their hardest not to react to seeing that weapon the Prince possessed. Even with Discord’s earlier chat with the group, none of them were sure what to do while they were left alone with Blueblood as he was. That ominously silent grin the Prince carried was leaving all of them on edge, and their eyes continuously gazed over at that floating stick he was carrying. The platoon maintained their composure as best as they could on the outside, but their hearts were all racing in unrelenting fear. All the while, Blueblood kept his muzzle shut as the door closed behind him, and only began to speak after they all heard that loud, confirming click of the lock.
“Well, well, welllll...” Blueblood spoke with a deep, brooding voice that was dripping with disdain, and carried an unsettling tone of anticipation that worried all five of the Guards. “... I must say, it’s rather convenient that all five of you deviants are together for this~”
The Guards’ faces remained unchanged, but it was still clear that his wording struck a chord with the five. Nonetheless, the Prince continued to speak as he walked in closer towards the line, with his stick bobbing forbiddingly close to their unarmored forms. The wooden rod stopped within Blueblood’s aura to point directly at Rush, who was standing in the middle and carrying an unemotional stare past the Prince. “So, Private Rush… Do you really think that leaving your post is the appropriate action for a Royal Guard to do. Especially when you’re ordered to stand before a member of Royalty?~”
Despite how condescendingly vile Blueblood’s voice sounded as he practically spat those words just inches from Rush’s face, the Guard maintained a stone-cold look of diligence as he responded firmly. “SIR! A Royal Guard has the right to withdraw from a task if it endangers the wellbeing of themselves or their fellow Guar--”
SMACK!!!
The resounding impact of that rod was sharp enough to leave all of their ears ringing. Despite the Prince’s threatening demeanor, the stick only struck the ground before Rush’s hooves, clearly meant to make him jolt in response. But much to Blueblood’s surprise, the pegasus didn’t even flinch from that warning strike. Blueblood let out an unamused huff through his nostrils, and rolled his eyes while carrying a bitter sneer. “Hmph… I must say, it’s a shame that such a level of composure is wasted on a faggot.”
Rush’s muzzle only wrinkled up for a split-second, but his expression didn’t show any strong response to hearing that slur thrown around by the Prince. Neither did the other four Guards, who remained just as stoic and silent as their brethren. That reaction wasn’t what Blueblood was hoping for, and his glare on the platoon intensified greatly. “Oh, what’s the matter, fellas?~ Has your constant cock-sucking left you fruits unable to talk?!”
Again, none of the Guards gave any reaction to Blueblood’s toxic behavior. That made the Prince’s sneer grow even more enraged, and his teeth gritted tightly while his left eye twitched a little. “Ohhhhh… So you all think you can act like real stallions, eh?” He turned his attention away from Rush, and got in close to Zapper’s face instead. “You wanna say something, colt-cuddler?! Well, COME ON!! SAY SOMETHING!!!”
“SOMETHING, SIR!!!” Zapper shouted back at Blueblood with a booming voice, but still maintained his stance to remain within line. His statement may have been risky, but it was still an order he followed to the letter. But regardless of the technicality, Blueblood’s bloodthirsty glare lingered on the unicorn for a long while as his eyes narrowed venomously. The wooden staff the Prince was holding tensed up within his magical grip, and hovered in close to that welt on the side of Zapper’s muzzle. A slightly shakier exhale escaped the unicorn’s flaring nostrils, but none of the four Guards saw that as any sign to intervene just yet.
“You think you’re funny, Private?” he growled with a more intimidating tone of voice, his snout getting in a few inches from the Guard’s. Zapper’s rear hooves were shaking a little bit in trepidation, but his stance remained solid as a rock while Blueblood was glaring into his unchanging gaze. A couple of the other Guards -- particularly Rush -- had their eyes turned towards the sadistic Prince in case he actually used that cane. Meanwhile, that stick floated up high above the unicorn Guard’s head, looming like an incoming stormcloud set to bring down a hurricane of pain. Meanwhile, Blueblood’s glare turned into a wide, toothy grin that would’ve made Chrysalis wince worriedly. “Well then… Perhaps after I claim self-defense for ‘holding my own’ against you five traitors... you can try your luck inside of a PRISON CELL!!”
In a split-second, all five of the Guards tensed up in anticipation as Blueblood brought down his staff, intent on striking the poor Guard and eliciting a fight. The group all knew that no good outcome would come from fighting back, but it was obvious that the Prince would’ve won if they did nothing as well. Heck, given how hellbent he was on ruining the platoon, he might’ve considered beating himself up to add to the claim and take them down once and for all. But despite the group’s lightning-quick reflexes, none of them could stop that stick from coming down towards Zapper’s skull.
THWACK!!!
That was, except for the paw of a particular draconequus that appeared out of nowhere, and grabbed that stick just before it could strike the Guard. The entire platoon was pulled back by Discord’s chaotic magic, and they were all left completely bewildered while the being stood before the wide-eyed Prince. Blueblood’s jaw was gaping in utter confoundment, and his pearly white fur didn’t conceal how quickly his face paled upon being face-to-face with the grinning beast.
“Bad move, Blueblood~” purred Discord as his eyes narrowed on him with a wide, schadenfreude-laden grin.
“HEL--MMMPHH!!!” Before the Prince could think to call for help, Discord lunged in to grab hold of Blueblood’s muzzle and his horn. While the five Guards stood in shock, the draconequus kept a disturbingly strong grip of Blueblood’s head to keep him tightly restrained. Even as the stallion’s thick, muscular hooves skidded across the floor in an attempt to pull himself back, Discord proved to be a lot more powerful than even the Prince would’ve predicted. While Blueblood struggled to shriek out muffledly through his clamped muzzle, Discord leaned in to get his face less than an inch from his.
“Do you know what really gets under my skin?” he asked with a deep, menacingly brooding tone that made the fur along Blueblood’s back stand on end. As the Prince trembled in Discord’s grip, and his horn merely sizzled in the draconequus’ avian claw without any effect, the draconequus’ expression turned much less jauntry while glaring in utter disappointment into Blueblood’s eyes. “I really… really can’t stand when ponies who have every opportunity to better themselves like their familial ties, end up wasting their lives by hurting others for the pettiest of reasons…”
Due to how menacingly grim Discord’s tone was getting, it was shocking that Blueblood wasn’t pissing himself while quivering in the being’s grip. Even the Guards looked uneasy by their ally’s method of intimidation, despite how close they all were to beating the Prince down themselves. But instead of trying to intervene, the platoon could only watch as Discord sneered with malice at Blueblood’s pathetic groveling. “Seriously,” he added with a more disdainful shake of his head, “how could somepony who spent their whole life living alongside a pony like Princess Celestia, wind up to be such an asshole?! I swear if I was still a villain, I might find it almost impressive that you carried such a blatant disregard for others. However...”
After a strong blink, two alluring spirals of swirling green light emanated from Discord’s wide-open eyes. The draconequus grew a dementedly lewd grin while peering straight into Blueblood’s eyes, which caused those stunning blue irises to morph to a similar shade of green. Blueblood spasmed wildly for a moment as the indoctrination started, almost like the last of the Prince’s resistance tried to break himself free from Discord’s grip. However, considering how even the Elements of Harmony weren’t able to overcome such an affliction, the pampered Prince’s fate was basically sealed by the time his twitching movements weakened. As for the five Guards watching the conflict from behind, not a single mouth was closed while they gawked in stunned silence.
“... Since you’ve been a very rude little colt,” purred Discord with a more sensual-sounding voice, as if he was giving a lullaby to Blueblood’s compromised state of mind, “I feel like you should let go of your prejudices… and be more honest with me and these young men. Can you do that?~”
Slowly, Discord’s paw pulled away from Blueblood’s muzzle to allow him the ability to speak freely. And due to his hypnotized state, the Prince didn’t try to scream the moment his mouth was freed. Neither did he try to use his horn to attack the draconequus, even as the talons pulled away from his untampered horn. When Discord stepped back from the unicorn, Blueblood just stood with a blank, groggy look on his face; his jaw was slightly hung open, and his eyes never blinked while swirling like Discord’s had. And much to the platoon’s shock, Prince Blueblood slowly nodded his head in response to Discord’s question.
“Thank you~” Discord blinked again to stop the swirling in his own eyes, and stood upright with his arms crossed over his chest. Meanwhile, nothing changed in Blueblood’s appearance, and he looked nothing like the violent bigot he was just a couple minutes prior. While the Prince stood with his mind a complete blank, Discord leaned his head in to ask more cheekily, “Now, are you able to speak, Blueblood?”
“Yes,” he said with a slow, but still affirming nod of his head. His posh Canterlot accent remained, but he sounded a lot more tranquil due to the draconequus’ hypnosis on him.
“Good. Now, I want to ask you a simple question…” Discord motioned his paw over towards the five Guards standing behind him, and asked the compromised Prince, “Blueblood, do you truly hate these men for their orientations?”
Surprisingly enough, Blueblood gave a firm shake of his head. “No,” he stated in a half-tired tone of voice, which still carried enough sincerity to make several of the Guards’ brows raise up. “I… I only wanted them… th-them gone because I was… I was scared…”
Rush and the other glanced at each other with varying looks of surprise, clearly not expecting that kind of admission. While it was debatable how much Discord’s magic was affecting Blueblood’s consciousness, it didn’t seem like he was lying either. Fortunately, Discord was quick to ask with a raised brow of his own, “Is that so, your Highness? May you clarify why the Guards behind me are leaving you feeling scared?”
Blueblood gave a slow nod in response to Discord’s question, and took a deep breath before stating, “I… I was scared because I… I didn’t want them to kn… t-to know about me…”
Zapper and Zeno’s heads tilted curiously to that answer, while the other three widened their eyes in early realization. Discord didn’t say anything, but made a rotating motion with his paw to emphasize that Blueblood should continue. The Prince nodded in understanding, and took a second before adding, “I… I was worried if they got too close, that they would… that they would try to… m-make me come out…”
That final remark caught four of the platoon members off-guard, not expecting to hear Blueblood say that. However, Mud-Slinger pumped his hoof with a hard grunt before saying. “YES! I bucking called it!”
The Earth pony gave a sly-looking smile over towards his brethren, who all sighed and rolled their eyes in annoyance. “Alright, alright!” griped Glider while looking back at the Guard’s shit-eating grin. “I’ll pay you the twenty bits after this!” The other three Guards begrudgingly nodded over at Mud-Slinger, indicating that they lost their wagers with him too.
Meanwhile, Discord kept his focus on Blueblood as he gave him a warm and comforting smile, as well as a soft pat on the head as a reward. “Well, I’m very happy that you were able to tell us such a big thing about you,” he cooed with a more comforting voice, which seemed to make the Prince smile a little in his hypnotized state. “However, you must understand that your behavior towards them was not appropriate. Do you agree?”
Blueblood nodded his head again, and kept his focus on the draconequus as he said, “Yes. I… I know I was acting poorly. I just… I was scared…”
“I know, Blueblood,” said Discord with an affectionate nod of his own. “But that still doesn’t excuse how you’ve been acting.”
Blueblood sighed with his smile going away, and he shook his head in agreement to Discord’s comment. “N… No, it… it wasn’t right… I know that…”
Then to the Guards’ surprise, Blueblood gazed over towards them to add in his monotone voice, “I’m sorry. I… I’m really sorry for my actions…”
The five all looked back at each other with uncomfortable skews of their muzzles, clearly needing a moment after hearing that apology. It may have been genuine, but it still felt weak considering how brashly Blueblood’s behavior had been towards them. However, Zapper was the first to turn back to the Prince, and scratched the back of his head while giving an awkward response. “Well, ummm… thank you for telling us that, Blueblood. A-And… And hopefully we can accept that apology after this is all over…”
Discord seemed a little upset by how Zapper worded that acceptance, but he still shrugged his shoulders in understanding. Meanwhile, Blueblood nodded his head before looking back up at Discord. “How… H-How can I… make it up to them?”
The draconequus’ grin grew immensely large, and he peered back at the Guards to ask, “So, gentlemen… Are you all still alright with me doing this for you?~”
Given how effectively Discord nullified Blueblood’s vendetta against them, and even left the floor open for their approval, there wasn’t much clarification needed among them to know what to do. After the five all gave silent nods to each other in solidarity, Zeno looked back at Discord and said, “You know what? As long as we don’t get caught, go right ahead~”
Discord snickered devilishly when he saw the zebra’s confident smirk, and said with a quick nod, “Oh, don’t worry, Private… there’s no way I would want this to be interrupted~”
He then leaned in close to Blueblood’s ear, and covered his muzzle with a paw so he could better whisper his suggestions. The Prince stood stoically still while taking in the draconequus’ words, his ears twitching a few times as the seconds passed. His glossed-over expression didn’t falter, but the five Guards could see a heavy blush deepening across his cheeks. By the time Discord finished explaining his plans for Blueblood, he pulled away from his ear slowly while licking his lips. “Mmmmm… So, how does that sound, your Highness?~”
“... I…” Blueblood gulped while looking back at the five Guards standing across from him, and took one final breath before giving a firm nod. “... I th… th-think that would be fun~”
The zebra and four stallions all blushed greatly while chuckling amongst themselves, unable to believe this was actually happening. But as the Prince kept a goofy smile while standing beside Discord, none of the Guards seemed upset by how things were going. Instead, Rush snickered with a shake of his head before he said, “You know what? I think we’re all game too~ Right, fellas?”
“Yeah!” shouted the other four as their grins grew wider, and Discord’s smile became more mischievous.
“Excellent~” The chaotic being then pulled a couch out of nowhere, and placed it along the back wall for himself to sit comfortably. “Now, I personally don’t see the purpose of engaging in such activities myself, but I would appreciate being able to watch if that’s okay~”
None of the Guards seem to mind the draconequus’ presence, and Blueblood just smiled like an idiot in front of the waiting platoon. But before anything could officially start, Discord was quick to raise his claw and say, “Oh! And before I forget, allow me to give Blueblood a quick ‘refresher’ for consensual reasons~”
SNAP!!
With a sudden snap of Discord’s talons, Prince Blueblood tensed up as his eyes clenched tightly shut. The stallion shivered strongly in front of the five Guards, and his neck craned from the strong force of chaotic magic that was leaving his system. The group all stared at Blueblood with worry, hopeful that Discord wasn’t going to leave him completely reverted back to his old self. However, before any of them could try to clarify that hypothesis, Blueblood settled down with a long sigh, and then reopened his eyes to reveal those blue irises once more.
The Prince blinked a couple times as he stared back at his Guards, not seeming to notice Discord lounging on the couch behind them. Fortunately, instead of growing a disgusted sneer at the group, or going back to his earlier plans with that stick that was laying beside his hooves, Blueblood took a moment to process his thoughts before giving a more lighthearted smile. His head bashfully bowed to make a couple locks of his golden mane drop over his face, and his blush remained rather noticeable across his cheeks when he finally spoke.
“Ummmm… S-So… Can I… Can I make things up to you gentlemen?~”
As the Prince sheepishly looked up at his Guards with a hopeful smile, all five of them grinned just as wide as the draconequus behind them. “You know what?” said Rush as he looked back at his friends, and then shot a cocky grin back at Blueblood. “Help us back into our armor first. I have an idea~”
Blueblood seemed confused by such a measure, but he kept an optimistic smile as he lit up his horn, and floated up Rush’s helmet with his magic. “Ummm… alright then~”
Discord had no idea why Rush was wanting the platoon to wear their metal plating, but he leaned back in seat as he watched with a curious grin, and a bowl of popcorn atop his chest. “Oh, boy… I have a feeling this is going to be quite the spectacle~”
Chapter Two: ... and a Royally Fucked Prince
“Nnnnghhhh… Almost… g-got it… THERE!”
With an especially hard push with his hooves, Blueblood sighed in satisfaction after sliding Zeno’s final hoof-plating in place. The zebra, along with the rest of his platoon, were all smiling rather wide while seated on the long bench before their Prince. Even though Discord’s hypnosis didn’t seem to be in effect anymore, it was still shocking that Blueblood was so complacent with the platoon’s request. Much to Discord’s surprise -- who was still laying across his couch while watching the group -- the formerly homophobic stallion didn’t complain once while he helped re-armor each of the five Guards by hoof. A little sweat was beading off the Prince’s brow, but he merely wiped it off with a foreleg by the time he stood back up, and smiled contently at his handiwork. “Heh~ I gotta say, that wasn’t as bad as I thought!”
“That’s good to know,” chirped Rush with a nod of his head. He then pulled himself up from the bench, and walked up towards Blueblood with a more confident-looking smile on his face. The Prince didn’t try to back away from him, nor did he grow any disgusted expressions upon being so close to a gay stallion. Instead, the pony merely blushed with a feeble smile as the blue pegasus trotted up close to him, with his metal armor clanging with each step. By the time Rush got in less than a foot from Blueblood’s stance, he kept a sly smirk on his face as he asked, “So… how do you feel about being alone with us like this?~”
Blueblood bit his lips together while blushing more profusely, and he lowered his head in sheepishness before Rush. “W-Well, ummm… I… I suppose it’s only fair, given my past digressions…”
The Prince’s smile went away after that last part, and was replaced with a more shameful expression on his face. None of the Guards were sure how genuine Blueblood’s sudden change in demeanor was, since it could have easily been a remnant of Discord’s hypnosis; however, considering how horribly he was acting before the draconequus intervened, none of the platoon were willing to complain or ask too many questions. In fact, Rush seemed more than okay with trying to console Blueblood, and placed a hoof on his shoulder to say, “Hey, what happened in the past is the past, okay? I mean, if Discord is able to make amends for his past behavior, I’m pretty sure you can do the same.”
Back on the couch, Discord shrugged with a cheeky grin while continuing to munch on his popcorn. Meanwhile, Blueblood managed to sigh in acceptance to Rush’s statement, and smiled more thankfully back at him. “Yes, I… I guess I can’t really argue with that, should I?”
“No, probably not,” replied Rush as he gave Blueblood a couple reassuring pats on the shoulder. However, the blue pegasus was quick to say in addition, “Buuuutttt… Discord also did a lot to prove himself after admitting he was wrong. It wasn’t just all talk~”
Despite the lingering blush that remained rather heavy across his cheeks, Blueblood nodded back at the Guard while his lips were tightly bit. Any feelings of trepidation the Prince may have had were thoroughly ignored as he closed his eyes, and took a deep breath to solidify his need of redemption. “I know, a-and… and I do want to do this…”
Since Blueblood certainly sounded genuine with his assurance, Rush didn’t feel too bad about smirking so knowingly before him. Neither did the other four Guards, who were all getting up from their seats with their armor fully clad. Blueblood shivered a little as he saw the platoon all circling around him, and his lips struggled not to tremble while smiling nervously. Behind the group, Discord floated up his couch so he could get a better bird’s eye view of the upcoming action.
“So, Mister Blueblood…” Zeno, who looked rather intimidating with his significantly higher stature that was emphasized by his armor, caught Blueblood’s attention as he trotted up behind the Prince. Blueblood’s golden, and lusciously-groomed tail flicked around anxiously in response to the zebra looming in so close towards his backside. Meanwhile, Zeno’s head tilted curiously as he asked, “Are you willing to be honest with us from now on? Because after all the things we’ve heard you say, it might be a bad idea to tell us any lies…”
Blueblood looked back at the zebra to give a firm nod of his head, and said with conviction, “I assure you, Private Zeno, I don’t intend to lie anymore. It’s just…” Due to his newfound clarity, the Prince closed his eyes in guilt as he turned his head away from Zeno and sighed softly. “... It’s just a little difficult for me to comprehend my actions, that’s all…”
“Wellllll… How about we do it like this?~” Without much warning, Zeno caught Blueblood by surprise as he mounted himself atop the Prince’s back. Since he was wearing his full set of armor (including the metallic codpiece attached to his underside plating), all that the Prince felt was the zebra’s armor bearing down on top of him. But alas, Blueblood still shrieked out in surprise as his hindlegs quivered from Zeno’s weight. However, due to the unicorn’s brooding size and strength, he was able to remain standing while Zeno said more coaxingly, “You tried to keep us away because you were scared of your true feelings, correct? Because if so, maybe having us this close will help you face your fears~”
Even though the zebra’s suggestion could’ve been considered questionable to some, Blueblood only shuddered with a blushed and anxious smile underneath his weight. After making the briefest exhale to recompose himself, the lone Prince nodded his head so the other four can join in. “H-Honestly, I… I think I might need something like that~”
It was unclear if Blueblood meant that for the sake of forgiveness, or merely for something more physically beneficial amongst the six of them. But nevertheless, the other Guards didn’t hesitate as they loomed in around the un-armored stallion. While Zeno began to grin and rub the sides of Blueblood’s torso with his plated hooves, Glider and Mud-Slinger started to openly grope both of the Royal pony’s toned and voluptuous flanks. Blueblood shivered with his eyes tightly shut, trying not to freak out upon feeling their hooves across his flawlessly groomed fur. Of course, as soon as Rush and Zapper took turns nuzzling underneath the Prince’s neck, Blueblood was blushing hard when a shuddering moan managed to break free from his muzzle. But fortunately, despite how embarrassed he may have felt, Blueblood didn’t hear any teasing giggles while the five Guards rubbed up against him from all around.
“Mnnnnghhhhh… A-Aaaaaahhhhh~” Blueblood’s eyes remained shut while he tried to savor the titillation being provided by the friendly platoon, and responded in a way he would’ve never allowed himself to before that day. As his legs trembled underneath the zebra Guard groping his sides, it seemed that another appendage was beginning to twitch just between them. Due to his earlier admissions about himself, none of the Guards appeared too surprised as Blueblood’s stallionhood started to emerge from his sheath. However, even as that surprisingly thick and marbled shaft protruded out for the group to see, none of them tried to give it any attention just yet. Instead, the five guys continued to rub along Blueblood’s muscled body and around his neck, which caused the Prince’s cock to quickly grow hard and start smacking against the underside of his barrel. “Aaaaahhhhhh!~ Oh… Ohmigosh…”
“Oh, wow~” purred Discord from up above as he caught sight of Blueblood’s erection, and grew an impressed smirk on his face. “I would not have guessed he was that well-endowed!~”
Mud-Slinger snuck a glance downward, and whistled sharply in response to seeing that rigid cock up-close. Blueblood may have not been record-breaking, but his stallionhood still carried an impressive girth that was well over a foot in length. His thick, veiny shaft carried a lovely off-white color, as well as numerous pearlish speckles that gave it a more marbled appearance. The Prince was also sporting a heavy pair of balls that hung down lewdly between his legs, and had a darker onyx color that matched the leathery flesh just beneath his tail. The pony may have maintained an intense hygienic regimen to uphold his Royal cleanliness, but the lingering scent of Blueblood’s rich and heady musk was notable enough to make Mud-Slinger swallow some excess drool in his mouth.
Glider took notice of the Prince’s erection after hearing his brethren’s whistle, and said with an amused scoff, “Oh, damn! I guess Blueblood really wasn’t lying about himself~”
Blueblood tried not to let that teasing jab get to him, but he still quivered in growing arousal as he felt the Guards’ eyes leering around his exposed cock. He was growing more apprehensive about himself as the seconds passed, but the sensation of being surrounded by five loving stallions was leaving the closeted Prince in a thick fog of titillation he wasn’t wanting to avoid anymore. After all the years he spent repressing those thoughts and feelings to a dangerous degree, the euphoria of being able to embrace them felt unbelievably freeing. And before too long, Blueblood’s moans became less strained as he took better appreciation of each muzzle and hoof gracing along his trembling body.
“Aaaahhhh!!~” Blueblood may have looked hesitant about being the center of attention (especially among the five Guards he treated so horribly before that moment), but he didn’t try to pull away from their tantalizing embrace either. None of the platoon tried to touch the Prince anywhere inappropriate, but their tenacious gropes still caused Blueblood’s cock to stand rigidly in freeing pleasure. As for the five Guards who were holding him down and titillating him so thoroughly, the sounds of his cutesy moans were refreshing enough to leave all of them smiling contently. Even Zapper, who should’ve been the least enthused about riling up Blueblood like this, tried his hardest not to giggle from having such a powerful stallion bending like putty in his hooves.
All the while, Discord purred with an enthused grin while he watched the group working in tandem, rubbing along Blueblood’s body and getting him rightfully aroused. The choice Private Rush made to have them in their armor was an odd idea, but it certainly added to the visual juxtaposition of their power-exchange. Even though Blueblood should’ve been seen as their superior, he was acting completely helpless while the platoon rubbed and nibbled along the more sensitive regions of his body. With every shiver the Prince made as a hoof or pair of lips touched him someplace that got him to giggle, Discord narrowed his eyes on them more studiously and spread his legs apart. The draconequus may have preferred to watch as a voyeur instead of participating, but his draconic cock still slipped out from a small slit between his legs to expose his ribbed, lime-green member without any shame.
“Hehehehehe~” Mud-Slinger, who was stroking along the underside of Blueblood’s torso with the smooth sides of his hoof plating, was grinning rather wide as he watched the Prince’s cock repeatedly smack against his barrel while untouched. “Oh, wow~ Who would’ve thought the prissy Prince was wanting this kind of attention from his Guards?~”
Despite the shameful blush that intensified across his muzzle, Blueblood only responded with a brief moan while lurching his head downward. He wanted to speak up and reply to Mud-Slinger’s jab, but his voice became very jittery the moment he felt Zeno’s armor grinding hard against his backside. The zebra may have been fully armored, but he could still be heard groaning through a bit lip while he started dry-humping Blueblood; his metal codpiece was rubbing hard against the Prince’s puckering tailhole, and leaving the stallion in a rather compromised state while he tried to speak. “Aaahhh!!~ I… I wish I did this sooner! Mnnnghhh… I’m so sorry, Guards! I’m so sorry!!~”
Even though that apology was well-appreciated by the group, they all continued to play with his quivering form to keep him squirming. His breaths were soon accompanied by sharp, lustful moans each time Zeno grinded his codpiece against him. Mud-Slinger and Glider stood on their hind-legs while they continued to grope his sides, and brushed their own armor plates against his fur as well. Zapper moved himself to the front so he could stand before Blueblood’s face, and was grinning nervously as he tried to stand upright; meanwhile, Private Rush took a hold of the Prince’s mane with his hoof, and carefully guided his muzzle down towards the smooth bulge of Zapper’s codpiece. “Oh, so you wanna apologize to us?~” jeered Rush while keeping a tight grip on the back of Blueblood’s head, causing the unicorn to groan in pleasure while his muzzle was pressed up against Zapper’s armor. “Yeaaaahhhhh… Is that why you were so mean to us, big guy?~ You just wanted some ‘peasant’ cock the whole time, didn’t you?~”
Even though Rush’s teasing remarks caused the Prince’s muzzle to wrinkle up, Blueblood refrained from saying anything to defend himself. Given how cruelly he treated the platoon over the past few months, it seemed that the stallion was aware of his mistakes to accept that kind of mockery. So after shivering with a guilty wince on his face, Blueblood moaned out while rubbing his face against Zapper’s plating. “Mnnnghhh!!~ I… I was worried about my… m-my reputation…”
While the other Guards glanced over at Blueblood’s blushed face with curious expressions, Zapper shuddered before taking the reins Rush laid out for him. As soon as the pegasus let go of Blueblood’s mane, Zapper brought his hooves down to tightly grasp his hair and keep him in place. The unicorn’s painful action caused the Prince to yelp out in pain, but his cock was still twitching antsily as pre began to seep from the tip. While thick droplets of Blueblood’s clear and sticky pre ran down the underside of his shaft, his moans became more uninhibited while his head was grinding against Zapper’s crotch. Even though only metal was being pressed up against his face, the Prince’s hot breaths were making the shiny plating fog up to show how enamored he was getting.
“Nnnnffff~ You… You really hurt my feelings when you slapped me, Blueblood…” Zapper may have been getting just as pent-up as Blueblood, but his blushed face carried a sterner look while his teeth were gritted. With that mark of Blueblood’s hoof still noticeable across his cheek, Zapper didn’t try to play nice with the Prince after all the abuse he went through. The Guard groaned under his breath while he kept Blueblood tightly bound against his armor, and spoke with a tone of voice firm enough to make Rush smile at him pridefully. “I really didn’t appreciate your attitude earlier today, Bluey. A-And I… I need to know that you really feel bad about it.”
“I-I-I do!” Blueblood blurted while his eyes peered up at Zapper, and his muzzle was being pressed up against that codpiece even harder. Even though he was trying to look remorseful, the lustful gropes and grinds that the other Guards were laying on him was leaving his voice understandably strained. But alas, the Prince tried to show his sincerity as he moaned out direly, and gave the smooth bulge of Zapper’s plating a deep and needy lap of his tongue. The Guard’s brows rose up in shock, but he also grinned rather devilishly while hearing the Prince’s horny plea. “P-Please, Private Zapper! I… I’m so sorry for hitting you! I… I’ll do whatever it takes to have you forgive me!~”
Due to how mischievously wide Zapper’s smirk became, it was clear that Blueblood wasn’t going to be let off easy. “Oh, really?~” purred the unicorn with a sly tone of intrigue in his voice. Zapper lit up his horn to undo a couple small latches behind his metallic armor, and made his codpiece pull away from his torso plating with a distinct click. The metallic armor fell to his hooves with a loud clang, and already had a couple smears of precum provided by Zapper’s arousal. Meanwhile, the stallion’s cock was fully unsheathed and erect at it pointed at Blueblood’s face, and left the Prince’s cheeks an obscene shade of red to match his surprised look.
For a couple seconds, it seemed that Blueblood was contemplating what he should do next. He glanced up at Zapper and his cocky grin for a moment, not taking notice of the surprised expressions the other four Guards were carrying. Even though they were all in on this together, it seemed that none of them would’ve expected Zapper to make the first move. However, before Blueblood could think to move his head in, a strong aura of Zapper’s magic grasped his cock, and moved it to the side before letting go.
SMACK!!
Zapper’s thick, meaty cock playfully slapped the side of Blueblood’s face, and left a small glob of precum against his white fur. While the Prince stood with a stunned expression, Zapper moved his cock the other direction before giving the same smack to Blueblood’s other cheek. After that, Blueblood closed his eyes in acceptance as he shivered from the demeaning treatment, and pursed his muzzle shut to keep from moaning too badly. Meanwhile, Rush and the other Guards started to giggle teasingly while Zapper gave several more smacks to Blueblood’s muzzle. “Mnnghhh… You like that, Blueblood?~” he jeered while moving his hips with each motion, and making those smacks hit the Prince’s face even louder. “Heh~ How’s that for a fitting punishment?~”
While he and others cackled mischievously with each smack of Zapper’s cock against Blueblood’s face, the Prince tried to keep himself composed while taking his “punishment” in stride. Of course, it wasn’t hard to see how much Blueblood was enjoying the treatment himself, and his mouth eventually opened to moan out from each playful slap. Despite keeping his eyes closed, Blueblood tried to move his open muzzle towards Zapper’s cock each time it smacked him, and left his cheeks matted with the Guard’s stringy precum. By the time Blueblood’s tongue began to stick out, even Discord was chuckling to himself while watching the Prince’s degradation; fortunately for the chaotic being, Blueblood didn’t seem to mind when several flashes of light emitted from above, and some candid photographs slid out from the front of Discord’s camera.
“Oh, these look lovely~” growled Discord as he leaned back in his couch with his cock out. He thumbed through the several polaroids he took of Blueblood’s blushed face while drooling beside Zapper’s cock. It would’ve likely made a phenomenal tabloid for PMZ, but the draconequus was intent on keeping them for his personal collection. The pictures were eventually laid out beside an old photo album, which was opened up to reveal several other notable Equestrians in similarly lewd scenarios.
Meanwhile, Prince Blueblood was growing more fidgety underneath Zeno’s weight while his face was being relentlessly teased. His tailhole was puckering more direly while the zebra’s codpiece was grinding against it, and he was able to feel the immense heat that was being conducted through the metal. Even though Zeno’s armor was custom-made to better fit his larger figure, it seemed that his codpiece may have been a little too tight while his erection was bunched-up against the pronounced bulge. Even Mud-Slinger and Glider couldn’t help blushing while the zebra was dry-humping their Prince, clearly feeling a little envious of them; although, it was hard to tell whether they were more jealous of Zeno or Blueblood.
“Aaaahhhh!!~” Blueblood eventually reopened his eyes, and tried to get his mouth in closer to Zapper’s smacking cock. The Guard took notice of his Prince’s lewd behavior, and cackled more teasingly while holding Blueblood’s hair. He used his magic to firmly grab hold of his cock, and gave several teasing slaps directly onto Blueblood’s waiting tongue. The poor stallion wasn’t able to move in closer during that mocking display, but he still moaned elatedly while trying to savor the taste of that cock just briefly gracing his tastebuds.
Eventually, Rush decided to follow his brethren’s behavior, and undid the codpiece to his own armor as well. With that second metallic clang ringing close to his ears, Blueblood took notice of the pegasus’ cock while Zapper kept teasing his open mouth. The Prince shuddered in intensifying need as he saw Rush’s well-endowed cock just inches from his face, standing rock-hard and throbbing for some attention. The Private moved in close to stand beside Zapper, and they maneuvered themselves inward so both of their stallionhoods were pointed directly at Blueblood’s face. The sight of two rigid cocks so close to his snout was leaving the Prince’s eyes half-lidded in overwhelming lust, but his body was still quivering from the strong grinding motions provided by the zebra behind him. From his vantage spot, Zeno whistled with an impressed smile upon seeing what Rush and Zapper were up to. “Ooooh, nicely done! Are you gonna make him beg like a good little pony?~”
That jeering suggestion was naughty enough to make Blueblood’s ears lower sheepishly, but he didn’t seem to be against the idea either. After making a nervous gulp, the unicorn shivered with a heavy blush while looking up at the two Guards grinning from above. “M… M-May I please…”
Blueblood looked a little too embarrassed to continue, and closed his eyes to let out a shameful huff. Meanwhile, Private Rush decided to pull up his discarded codpiece to dangle in front of the Prince’s face. “May you what, little Bluey?~” he asked in a mockingly coy voice, making sure to use the nickname Zapper used earlier. When Blueblood reopened his eyes, he gasped with a strong shudder upon seeing the inside of that metallic plating. A couple thick, gooey globs of Rush’s precum were slathered around the inside of that codpiece, and looked tempting enough to make the unicorn lick his lips involuntarily. Upon seeing that, Rush grinned even wider while holding the plating even closer to Blueblood’s muzzle. “Yeaaahhhhh… You wanna taste that, don’cha?~”
The scent of Rush’s pre was potent enough to make Blueblood’s nostrils flare out strongly, and he moaned out while nodding his head. “Y… Yeah,” he moaned faintly while trying to inch his mouth in closer to the Guard’s codpiece. However, Zapper’s tight grip on his mane was enough to keep him at bay, and caused the Prince to add needily, “P-Please!!~ I… I’ll be a good stallion for now on, I swear!~”
“Oh, will you now?~” asked Zapper as he tilted his head down at Blueblood, and smiled at how desperately the Prince was trying to get a taste inside of that codpiece. The sight alone was entertaining enough to make him feel content about Blueblood’s apologetic words; however, Zapper still held onto the Prince’s hair as he asked, “You’re not just saying that because you’re horny for cock, are you?~”
Blueblood groaned with a strong grimace as he shook his head. “N-NO!!” he moaned out before looking back up at Zapper with a sincere pout. “P-Please, Zapper! I… I don’t want to be scared anymore! I wa… I-I want to come out! I promise I’ll--MMMNNNGHHH!!~”
The Prince may have been held down fairly well by Zapper and Zeno, but his body jolted in unrelenting bliss as he shuddered with a heavy moan. Of course, that was mostly because while Zapper and Rush were teasing Blueblood in the front, neither of them took notice of their zebra friend undoing his codpiece while behind him. Glider and Mud-Slinger’s muzzles were practically touching the floor, and they couldn’t help gawking the moment Zeno’s monstrous cock was finally freed from his armor. The thick, sixteen-inch cock carried a dark ebony sheen that was glistening from the zebra’s sweat, and looked absolutely daunting while the underside was grinding hard against the outside of Blueblood’s hole. The Prince may have been wailing out in rapture from feeling such a hot piece of cockmeat against him, but the other Guards were more worried whether or not Zeno’s girth would kill him.
Meanwhile, Discord was grinning ear-to-ear while holding a fishing rod, and using the line to move Zeno’s codpiece over towards Blueblood’s face. “Ooh, this is a messy one~”
There may have been some tasty-looking globs of pre inside of Rush’s plating, but the zebra’s codpiece was absolutely glazed with heavy strings of his own secretions. Rush almost dropped the own armor when he caught sight of that, and had to do a double-take before looking back at Zeno; of course, his expression turned equally as stunned at the other two Guards as soon as he saw that zebra cock resting atop Blueblood’s back. Meanwhile, Zapper took hold of Rush’s codpiece with his magic, and hovered it closer to the Prince’s drooling mouth. “You wanna be a brave stallion for a change?~” he asked with a playfully nasty grin while narrowing his eyes down at Blueblood; as soon as the Prince nodded his head, Zapper offered Rush’s pre-slathered armor as an appetizer. “Prove it~”
As soon as he let go of Blueblood’s mane, Zapper grinned more dominantly when he saw the Prince lunging his muzzle inside of Rush’s codpiece. A randy, uninhibited moan escaped Blueblood’s mouth as he dug in, and his voice echoed against that bulged metal plating. His eyes closed blissfully shut while he dragged his tongue across that smooth armor, and those thick globs of precum made the fur across Blueblood’s back stand on end. The bitter, salty flavor of Rush’s cum made the unicorn groan in undeniable pleasure, and his cock slapped violently hard against his barrel from that first taste of testosterone-laden nectar.
While Zeno took his time grinding against Bluebood’s ass with his cock, the other Guards were too busy laughing as they admired the sight of their Prince licking up cum like a starving dog. They were sure that the stallion must’ve felt utterly humiliated, since he was kneeling before the five Guards he abused for so long to perform such a carnal act. But at the same time, it was hard to feel too guilty about the power-switch when it was obvious how much Blueblood was loving it. Even with all of his Guards laughing it up in their armor, Blueblood seemed rather content about being their bitch for a change.
“Aaaahhhh… Mmmmmm!!~” After lapping up every drop of Rush’s secretions, Blueblood pulled his head back to give an enthusiastic gulp. The audible “Glk!~” was accompanied with a thick bulge that traveled down his throat after he swallowed. The Prince then sighed with a blushed smile as he opened his mouth, revealing a freshly cleaned tongue that made all of his Guards satisfied. Of course, as soon as he reopened his eyes to peer up at the platoon, Blueblood was greeted with the sloppily used codpiece that Zeno was wearing.
The plating was tossed before Blueblood’s hooves with a loud clang, and the pony’s jaw dropped when he saw how much precum the zebra provided him. Zeno, who paused his own teasing to peer down at the Prince with a shit-eating grin, leaned against the small of Blueblood’s back and said with an accented purr, “You better clean that one too, Bluey~”
Blueblood didn’t even need any prompting, and instantly lunged down to begin licking up Zeno’s codpiece as well. Due to how shamelessly horny the Prince acting, none of the Guards even needed to hold him down anymore. Instead, the group just watched in growing arousal as their bulky unicorn kept moaning between his needy licks, and they saw how enamored he was getting from the taste of Zeno’s cum slathering all over his tongue. A couple of the Guards ended up looking back at each other with curious smirks, seemingly intrigued about pushing their limits with the compromised Prince.
“Oh, man~” Glider stepped back from Blueblood as he glanced over at Zeno rubbing his cock against that tailhole. The zebra had a dauntingly thick cockhead that carried a crowned ridge, as well as a lovely sheen of pre that was glistening wonderfully against his ebony flesh. The pegasus licked his lips with a curious blush, and decided to just ask, “H-Hey, uhhhh… You need any help lubing that thing?~”
Zeno shot a sly-looking smile back at his brethren, and motioned down to his cock with a welcoming nod. He may have not said anything to accept such an idea, but Glider took that response at face-value when he went in. The reg pegasus shivered with an antsy smile as he got himself in close to that zebra cock, and he took a deep breath to prepare himself. Of course, due to how thick and musky Zeno’s natural scent was, the pony ended up moaning softly before going for it. And while Blueblood was busy cleaning Zeno’s codpiece with drooling vigor, it seemed that Glider was experiencing the same taste as he wrapped his lips around that meaty cockhead.
“Mnnnghhh!!~” Zeno clenched his eyes shut as he smiled to himself, and he kept a tight grip on the Prince while still mounting his back. Meanwhile, one of his hind-legs picked itself up to provide better angling, and allowed Glider to slide more of his muzzle around his cock. However, due to how thick the zebra’s girth was, it was more like Glider had to cram that massive member inside of his mouth. But regardless of specifics, the pegasus Guard’s eyes rolled back in pleasure while getting a good taste of Zeno’s cock, and it wasn’t long before he started to lick as much of that drooling head as he possibly could.
“Aaaahhhh!!~” By the time Blueblood was finished cleaning Zeno’s plating, the sides of his muzzle were thoroughly matted with the zebra’s sticky pre. And from how blissfully spent his expression looked, it was doubtful he paid much attention to the zebra getting blown by another Guard on top of his back. What he did take notice of was Mud-Slinger, who was growing an especially suspicious grin before whispering something into Zapper and Rush’s ears. Meanwhile, the Prince’s ears flickered about as he overheard Zeno’s moans from behind him, as well as the suckling noises provided by Glider’s tenacious cock-sucking. Even though he was tempted to look behind him and see what was going on, his attention remained focused on the grins that grew across the other two Guards’ muzzles.
“Ooooohhhh~” Rush snickered naughtily back at Mud-Slinger after hearing his suggestion, and he turned towards Zapper to ask, “Is that alright with you, bud?~”
The unicorn Guard looked a little hesitant, but he still shrugged with an accepting blush before saying, “You know what? It’s not my thing, but I’m willing to try it for our bitch here~”
He and the others giggled more mischievously while standing above their blushing Prince, who was still kneeled beneath them in submission. Fortunately, since Blueblood still had a hopeful smile on his face, Mud-Slinger didn’t seem too worried as he lifted one of his hind-legs above the stallion’s head. “Hey, Bluey?~” he jeered with a more brutish tone than the other two Guards had done. “Remember when you called me a faggot in front of my Mother?”
Blueblood lowered his head shamefully as he winced. Even though he had done that sort of thing to several members of the castle’s staff, he remembered that moment vividly enough to close his eyes in remorse. “I’m so sorry,” he began in a deeply sincere tone, not seeming to realize what Mud-Slinger was planning just yet. “Private, I’ll do whatever it takes to--”
That was when the Prince felt something very warm, and very wet hitting the top of his head. When he tried to look up, Blueblood gasped before that stream of Mud-Slinger’s piss hit him right in the face. The stallion turned his head away with a shocked expression, but he wasn’t able to avoid the steaming hot piss stream that continued to douse his mane and fur. Meanwhile, the pony above him just chuckled in perverted delight, and tried to aim his cock so the Prince could be thoroughly soaked. “Heh~ Just let me finish this before I take any apologies~”
Blueblood lowered his head with a gawked and stunned look on his face, but he still shivered inexplicably while feeling his luscious mane being dampened by the Guard’s urine. The ripe, acrid scent of Mud’s piss was lingering against his coat, and caused Blueblood to bite his lip to keep from audibly moaning. His white, pearlescent fur was soon given a dark golden tint that ran down the sides of his face, and left his mane a matted mess that clung to his head. While the pony shuddered from the strangely titillating feeling of being used as a urinal, Zeno gawked down at his friends and shook his head. “Dude,” he muttered under his breath, barely able to appreciate Glider’s fellatio while watching their Prince being pissed on. “You ponies are weird.”
“Mmmmph!~” Glider pulled his mouth away from the zebra’s cock with a wet pop, and said with a shrug, “Trust me, that’s nothing compared to some of my kinks~” The Guard then went right back to sucking Zeno off with a content-sounding groan, leaving him and the others to ponder what he meant by that statement. Fortunately, despite how distracting the scent of piss may have been for the zebra, he was able to close his eyes and shiver once more while those lips slid up and down his rigid shaft.
Up above the group, Discord began to stroke himself with his paw while growling in lustrous approval. In his avian claw, he continued to take pictures with his camera while the other two Guards lifted up their hind-legs too. “Mmmmmmm… Now this is what I call a party~”
By the time Zapper and Rush began to relieve themselves, the Prince pulled his head back up with a shameful blush while his mane was soaked in piss. Mud-Slinger groaned in pleasure after he finished up, and he started to stroke himself with a hoof while watching his buddies add to the contribution. “Yeah, there we go~” he purred with a grinning nod, just as he saw Rush’s piss stream fit the bridge of Blueblood’s muzzle. Surprisingly enough, the Prince didn’t seem too perturbed by the additional urine soaking his coat, and merely closed his eyes to moan out softly. Of course, as soon as Blueblood opened up his muzzle, Zapper used that as the perfect target to begin pissing on; the Prince gasped sharply from that stream of salty urine hitting his tongue, but he was quick to shudder and open his mouth even wider while his eyes were closed.
Mud-Slinger groaned especially hard while watching their urinal of a Prince embracing such a raunchy punishment, and stood on his hind-legs to better jerk off to the sight. Meanwhile, Rush and Zapper continued to piss side-by-side, making sure to thoroughly soak up Blueblood’s coat wherever white was showing on his face. And while the Prince below them tried to remain in place, even letting their streams pool up inside of his mouth, his ears twitched upon hearing the Guards start to make out lewdly from the spectacle.
“Mmmmm…” Zapper and Rush may have not been romantically involved with each other, but it was clear they and the other Guards carried a lax policy when it came to physical relations with one another. Just like how Glider was taking his time sucking on Zeno’s fat zebra cock, the pegasus and unicorn Guards were content with enjoying each other’s company for the sake of dirtying up their ex-bigoted Prince. As for Mud-Slinger, who was growing even more riled-up by the sight of Blueblood soaked in piss, he had to bite his bottom lip while jerking off just inches from his now golden face.
“Mnnnghhhh~ Wh… Wha’cha gonna do with that muzzle-full, Bluey?~” he asked in a panted voice, his tone indicating he was really wanting a specific answer. As for the Prince himself, he shivered with a slight grimace as he finally closed his lips, and got a good taste of the mouthful of bitter, salty piss that was sloshing between his puffed-out cheeks. But shockingly enough, Blueblood was still rock-hard as he reeled his head back up, and struggled not to cringe while giving a heavy gulp for the Guards to hear. Mud-Slinger moaned out in perverted bliss as he saw that bulge traveling down Blueblood’s throat, and he didn’t wait for the other Guards to finish before pushing himself in. “Aaaaahhh!!~ Oh Goddess I need to do this!~” he groaned with a pent-up tone before he grabbed Blueblood by the hair with both hooves, and rammed his meaty cock right into the Prince’s mouth.
“MMMPHHH!!~” Considering what he just swallowed, Blueblood certainly wasn’t expecting the taste of Mud-Slinger’s cock to come right after. However even as the stallion started to thrust his cock in and out of Blueblood’s muzzle like it was his own personal fleshlight, the Prince’s eyes eventually rolled back in carnal bliss. While his cock remained throbbing and his head was dripping with piss, Blueblood eventually closed his eyes and started to suck on that thick cock that was pistoning between his pillowy lips.
Meanwhile behind the Prince, Zeno’s cock finally received enough “lubrication” to allow Glider to pull his lips away from that thick cockhead. Several strings of his saliva connected the two for a brief moment, but the pegasus soon turned his focus towards the other contact point below the zebra. Blueblood tried to gasp from the feeling of Glider’s warm tongue lapping deeply across his tailhole, but his head and mouth were locked in place while Mud-Slinger kept rutting his face. Because of that, the Prince could only tremble in primal lust while feeling the red pegasus beginning to rim him vigorously.
“Nnnnnghhh!!~” Glider’s hooves grasped both of Blueblood’s supple cheeks, and he dove his muzzle in to slather the unicorn’s plump tailhole with the same saliva coating Zeno’s waiting cock. The pegasus’ deep and animalistic groans were just barely muffled while he chowed down on that Royal rump, with his lips trying to wrap around that meaty pucker for better tonguing. He could feel how much Blueblood was spasming from that foreign sensation assaulting his backside, and could also overhear his gurgling moans while Mud-Slinger was face-fucking him rather brutally. And to Glider’s ears, those noises sounded like the sweetest music while he growled ravenously, and tried to shove the tip of his tongue through that tight and leathery opening.
Zeno’s brows rose up when he saw his brethren’s enthusiastic ass-eating, and shivered with a bitten lip while smirking enviously. “Nnnnf~ Remember to let me borrow that tongue sometime~” he purred down at the pegasus, who responded with a sly wink back up at him. Of course, despite how enthused Glider may have looked by his fellow Guard’s interest, it wasn’t long before he closed his eyes again to better focus on Blueblood’s rimming. Zeno may have not been able to see what was happening, but the sharp moan that tried to escape Blueblood’s stuffed mouth indicated that Glider’s tongue hit something particularly sensitive.
“Nnnnphhh!!~” Blueblood’s eyelids were fluttering while trying to remain closed shut, but he could barely keep still while Mud-Slinger’s cock was being rammed in and out of his mouth so forcefully. The piss-soaked Prince may have looked extremely degraded in his bound state, but his cock was still spurting strings of precum that clung to the fur beneath his torso. He could feel Glider’s tenacious tongue squirming its way through his hole, and the titillating sensation was leaving his nerves in a continuously frayed state. And with the weight of Zeno’s chest-plate resting atop his back, which reminded him of what was to come with that studly zebra, it took everything within the unicorn to keep from shooting his load too early.
As for Zapper and Rush, who had finished their contributions to the Prince a while ago, the two Guards were still making out rather lewdly beside their face-fucking brethren. Mud-Slinger, who was panting rapidly while barreling his cock between the Prince’s drooling lips, tried to snicker with a smirk back towards the duo. “Y-You know guys,” he said cheekily between his heated breaths, “I… I wouldn’t mind havi… h-having you two join in to… to give this bitch something to do~”
The two pulled away with their eyes half-lidded, and a couple strings of saliva connecting their muzzles. Zapper was the first to smile devilishly with a glance back at Blueblood, and lit up his horn to get a good grip beneath the Prince’s body. Aside from a brief grunt, Blueblood wasn’t too distracted by the added resistance to keep him from falling to the floor. And even with the tantalizing sensations being bombarded through both of his orifices, Blueblood was able to realize what the two had planned as Zapper walked to the left side of his face. Rush stood at the right side, and was the first to stand on his hind-legs to show off his erect cock. “Guess you’re gonna have to mess up your hooficure, Bluey~” he said with a shit-eating grin, eager to see how quickly the pony would comply.
Due to Zapper’s impressive magical strength, Blueblood was able to lift up both of his forelegs without dropping down an inch. And even with his focus being thoroughly compromised by the two Guards penetrating him from both ends, he was able to grasp both of the other Guards’ cocks in an instant. As the two stallions stood upright and shivered from the Prince’s touch, they soon leaned in to grab hold of one another. Zeno, who was only a foot away from the two due to his positioning on top of Blueblood, chuckled to himself before saying, “You know, you two looked rather cute while kissing earlier~”
Even though both of them were shuddering from Blueblood’s hooves, and how quickly he began to jerk both of them off while his muzzle was being used, Zapper was the first to smirk back at the zebra and say, “Heh~ You curious about our muzzles too?~”
Zeno didn’t say anything, and just leaned in to plant his lips against the unicorn’s. The Guard seemed surprised for a second, but Blueblood’s vigorous strokes helped him to quickly accept the zebra’s gesture. As the two Guards began to kiss with the same amount of passion Zapper displayed earlier, Rush couldn’t help smiling at the two with a touched look on his face. Meanwhile, Glider finally pulled his mouth away from Blueblood’s glistening hole, and caused that thick muscle to pucker repeatedly as soon as his tongue slipped free. However, it seemed that the Prince’s need for a good filling was about to be quickly ramified when Glider smirked up at Zeno, and grasped that ebony cock with both hooves.
The zebra gasped a little before pulling away from Zapper’s mouth, and his head reeled back with a satisfied hiss as he felt his cockhead pressing hard against Blueblood’s tailhole. The Prince shivered with an enamored groan as well, but didn’t stop a single stroke he was delivering to the two Guards standing at his sides. Mud-Slinger was still going at it, but slowed down his thrusts to better appreciate the view he had down at their piss-soaked bitch. “Mmmghhh… You look way better as a cock-slut than you did as a Prince, Bluey~”
That statement should’ve been absolutely appalling for Blueblood to hear, but his eyes peered up at that Guard with a half-lidded look of pure contentment. Although, that look was short-lived when Zeno began to push against the Prince’s hole, and Blueblood’s eyes clenched tightly shut. While his lips pursed around Mud’s shaft much tighter, his hooves spasmed a little while feeling the immense pressure against his virgin hole. Meanwhile, Glider let go of the zebra’s cock after making sure he was good, and went around to continue his muzzle-work on the striped Guard.
“Ooooh!~” Up above the rambunctious group, Discord put away his camera so he could pull out a floating easel and canvas board. Since Blueblood was in the middle of what looked to be a very tantalizing gay orgy, the draconequus couldn’t let his artistic inrpiration go to waste. Just as Glider lifted Zeno’s tail to the side, and he got a good look at the zebra’s thick black pucker, he grinned like a lion standing before his kill while groaning in pleasure. His muzzle lunged in to plant his lips around Zeno’s hole, and jolted the Guard badly enough to make his hips spasm against Blueblood; and with that, a good portion of that crowned ridge was able to slip past the Prince’s hole, which helped to give that spit-roasting a good head start.
“Man, there are some weirdos in that one human dimension who would kill for a commission like this~” Discord said to himself while he began painting the scene. Of course, the chaotic being paused for a second to give a cheeky smirk towards you, the pervert reading this, and winked.
While the fourth wall was being broken up above, Blueblood looked absolutely blissful down below where all the action was unfolding. While Zeno tried to push his thick cock past the Prince’s walls, Glider was delivering the same amount of sloppily ravenous rimming to his friend’s hole that he had for Blueblood; his lips repeatedly smacked around that plump opening, and his tongue tried to slide its way inside of the zebra to better savor Zeno’s musky sweat. And while the zebra was groaning with his teeth gritted from the double-dosage of pleasurable pressure, Zapper and Rush went back to making out with each other just a foot away from his face; their hips were spasming in response to Blueblood’s diligent strokes, and their shafts were throbbing in his hooves just as much as Mud-Slinger’s cock between the Prince’s lips.
“NNNHHH!!” Zeno couldn’t keep control of his writhing hips, and his cock jolted inward with enough force to ram the entirety of his cockhead inside of Blueblood. A shrill and piercing cry came out muffledly from the Prince’s cock-stuffed mouth, and his face grew a heavy shade of red from what had to be a very painful bout of penetration. Mud-Slinger yelped in pain as well, most likely from feeling Blueblood’s teeth for the first time since they started. Fortunately, it didn’t seem like the stallion bit down too hard, and the Guard was able to soldier on and continue thrusting into that slutty mouth. Meanwhile, Blueblood tried his best to ignore the pain, even as a couple tears started to bead at the corners of his eyes.
“D-Dude, come on!” griped Mud-Slinger with an annoyed look across their bitch towards Zeno. “Blueblood might not be made of glass, but we shouldn’t hurt him!”
Even though the zebra felt guilty about that accidental jolt, he was quick to retort back at him, “Says the guy who literally pissed on his face.”
Mud-Slinger wanted to say something in response to that, but he eventually shrugged and went back to his own defilement of their Prince. “Ehhh… Okay, fair point.”
Eventually, the five Guards were able to get into full-swing as they used Blueblood’s body to their lustful intents, and gave the formerly bigoted Prince a whirlwind of pleasures he never would’ve known existed before that day. Despite how thick the girth of Zeno’s cock was, the lubrication provided by Glider ensured that his shaft was able to slide through that tight hole like a hot knife through butter. The same could be said for the Prince’s mouth, as Mud-Slinger pounded that muzzle with a barrage of hard, studiously-timed thrusts. Both of his hooves were continuously moving back and forth, jerking off those other two cocks that were throbbing and leaking pre down his forelegs. And even Glider, whose muzzle was as preoccupied as Zapper and Rush’s during their makeout session, seemed perfectly fine with slurping and sniffing Zeno’s tender tailhole. Blueblood’s pucker may have been equally as soft and tantalizing against the pegasus’ tastebuds, but the musky flavor of the zebra’s ebony flesh was especially delicious for Glider to experience; the salty, heady taste that lingered on Zeno’s wrinkled flesh was making the Guard’s eyes roll back blissfully, while the added sounds of the zebra’s moans caused him to start stroking himself during the experience.
It was unclear how long that six-member orgy actually lasted, but even Discord was enjoying the sight with a paw on his cock by the time he finished painting his masterpiece. He was growling with an enticed smile while peering down at the group, and seeing just how wonderfully happy Blueblood had become in his new mindset. Instead of acting like the bigoted narcissist he used to be, the Price was seemed utterly content with the four cocks throbbing and spurting around his willing body. But even among all of the meaty slaps of their bodies, the clanging metal plates of the Guards’ armor, and even the wet slurps of tongues and muzzles against one another, it was rather easy to hear the lustful groans that came out of Mud-Slinger’s muzzle first and foremost. “Mnnnghhh!! I… I’m gonna… I’M GONNA!!~”
The Earth pony Guard pounded his hips hard against Blueblood’s blushed muzzle, and the Prince could feel each distinct pulsation of Mud’s shaft as it throbbed in completion between his lips. Before the unicorn could even process what was about to happen, he felt a strong blast of warmth strike the back of his throat. He may have not been able to taste that first creamy load he was given, but the musky aftertaste made his eyes roll back blissfully while ropes of the stallion’s jizz erupted down his hungry gullet. And even as tears rolled down his cheeks from the strain being given to his lungs, Blueblood couldn’t have felt happier as he tried to swallow down that first cumshot.
Meanwhile, the guttural groans that Mud-Slinger made seemed to provoke a domino effect for the two stallions standing right beside him. Zapper and Rush had they eyes closed as they kept kissing sloppily atop Blueblood’s back, and occasionally pulling Zeno in to swap spit with him as well. But as soon as they heard Blueblood’s audible gulps as he began to take Mud-Slinger’s load, both of their bodies reached their peaks while the Prince was milking their thick cocks. The two clung onto one another with deep and randy moans, and thrusted their hips against Blueblood’s hooves while their cocks were pointed at his face. And before the pony could finish swallowing the entirety of Mud’s cumshot, his body trembled at the feeling of two more cocks adding to his degradation.
Zapper and Rush both moaned out deeply in each other’s embrace, and their members twitched like crazy as ropes of their seed draped all over their slutty Prince. Blueblood clenched his eyes shut as he felt each hot, gooey string of cum landing across his mane and muzzle, clinging to his already soaked fur to leave glossy ropes across his chiseled features. If his mouth wasn’t stuffed with Mud-Slinger’s cock, there’s no doubt that the studly Prince would’ve likely tried to catch a couple of those thick ropes onto his tongue; but as his face became increasingly bukkaked with each hard spasm of their shafts within his hooves, Blueblood couldn’t argue too much about feeling two of his Guards using his face like a common jizzrag.
The Prince tried his hardest to moan around Mud-Slinger’s spent cock, and his tailhole clenched hard around Zeno’s shaft in an attempt to milk him for his load as well. Of course, it was doubtful Blueblood’s assistance was needed when Zeno was already panting through his nostrils like an enraged bull. And despite how rapidly hard he plowed his muscled hips against Blueblood’s ass to rut him without mercy, Glider was somehow able to keep his muzzle buried between those striped cheeks to continue rimming him relentlessly. So by the time he heard Rush and Zapper’s unified moans of completion less than a foot from his twitching ears, Zeno had to clench his eyes shut while giving several last, powerful thrusts into their slut of a Prince. “Aaaaahhhh!!! AAAAHHHHH!!! AAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!~”
Even with Zapper’s magic holding the Prince in place, Blueblood was nearly knocked down to the floor as the zebra pounded into his backside with a deep and primal cry. Zeno managed to shove an impressive portion of his length inside of that once virgin-hole, and caused Blueblood to belt out a piercing squeal that made Mud-Slinger’s cock slip from his mouth. Inside of the Royal fuck-toy, Zeno’s cock throbbed intensely as thick, heavy volleys of the zebra’s seed flooded Blueblood’s insides with a verocity no Equestrian could’ve fathomed. By the time Zeno had to give a couple weaker, secondary thrusts to help milk himself thoroughly, a distinct swelling could be seen from the volume of his cum to cause Blueblood’s stomach to sink down significantly; it was unclear how much more the Prince would be willing to take, but it wouldn’t have been a shock if he ended up looking pregnant by the time he was finished.
As for Blueblood himself, that fourth hefty surge of cum was enough to leave him utterly lost to the pleasures that were coursing through his fraying nerves. His cock wasn’t touched by any of the Guards throughout his grueling usage, but that didn’t seem to be much of an issue as his stallionhood spasmed wildly against his barrel. An onslaught of pulsating sensations sent waves of electricity throughout the Prince’s buckling legs, and he couldn’t keep himself in control as he shamelessly came across the locker room floor; his prostate-stimulation seemed to have worked wonders for Blueblood’s libido, as the continuous onslaught of cum that erupted from his twitching cock came with the ferocity of a faucet being turned on. The intense orgasm he experienced lasted for much longer than any of the Guards would’ve expected, and a thick puddle of the Prince’s jizz left him dribbling in post-coital bliss like a showmare who underwent a hefty breeding session.
“MMMMPPHHH!!” While Blueblood was cumming in the middle of the action like a little bitch, Glider was the last pony to reach climax with the aid of his hoof. While his tongue remained deeply buried inside of Zeno’s rump to savor that bitter flavor, his hips spasmed uncontrollably while adding to the cum stains that littered the floor. Multiple strings of his milky-white cum shot out impressively far while the pony moaned relentlessly between the zebra’s cheeks. The reverberations made Zeno shiver with a blissful groan of his own, and he pushed himself back against Glider’s muzzle to better appreciate that tenacious tongue squirming like mad inside of him.
By the time the six of them all completed their joint fuck session, Discord was collapsed atop his floating couch with a couple of used tissues resting atop his chest. It was unclear when the draconequus finished himself, but it was doubtful that any of the others were too curious to ask either. Instead, the group all collapsed on the cum-slathered floor, with Blueblood laying in the middle of a massive cuddle-session involving the five Guards. While some of the Guards held onto Blueblood’s limbs like a sloth on a tree-branch, others nestled their muzzles contently against the nape of the Prince’s neck with tired hums. Even though the concrete floors beneath them were fur-raisingly cold, it proved to be the perfect place for the six to rest their panting, sweaty bodies for a much-needed cooldown.
Just before he could make his leave, Discord floated down a basket of soaps and other toiletries for the group to use during their much-needed cleanup in the showers later on. Even though he highly doubted that Blueblood would revert back to his old self, he also left a couple copies of the photographs he took inside of Rush’s locker, just in case they needed some good proof of what the Prince had done with them. Of course, even after cleaning himself off and discarding his tissues, Discord sighed with a prideful smile as he looked down at the spent group of guys. He may have not been helping Canterlot in a way Twilight or Celestia would approve of, but he felt absolutely no regrets while eyeing that warm smile Blueblood was carrying among his loving platoon.
“Hmmm…” Discord took a second to glance down at the watch that suddenly appeared on his wrist, and hummed in thought before saying to himself, “You know… perhaps I should see what Shining Armor can do with his platoon too~”
A wide and enticed grin spread across the draconequus’ fanged muzzle, and he only needed a quick snap of his claw to disappear from sight in the locker room. And while Blueblood and the Guards savored that serene moment of aftercare, Discord was off to see what else he could do that eventful day.
The End
