There’s a Greater Subordinate
Daybreaker, high commander of Equestria’s legions, gazed upon the open fields, surveying the varying skirmishes of her troops. Standing outside of her yurt, which doubled as a control center, she towered over a great many of her officers and soldiers alike. Broad in stature, and well muscled, she ruled with an iron fist. That being said, she was a remarkably shrewd woman, despite her outward appearance.
Standing at roughly eight feet tall, she was a behemoth. Her bosoms, concealed beneath her plate armor, were easily an E cup. Snow white fur covered her frame, save for the delicate flesh around her nipples, mouth, and nethers. Her arms and legs rippled with corded sinew, an obvious sign to her physical might. Lastly, and most strikingly, an ethereal, flame-like mane grew from her head. In short, she was a monster, but one with a sharp mind.
“Signal our forces. Have them cease combat and return to camp,” she grumbled, leering down at her lieutenant. The day had been spent pitting herself against one of her lieutenants, to sharpen their tactical skills and hone the combat prowess of their combined forces.
“Yes, Ma’am,” the smaller officer said, scampering towards a unit of warhorns.
Seeing him leave, Daybreaker grunted and turned towards her temporary home. He was competent enough, following her orders to a T, although it was rather stale. True, wars required soldiers who would obey the chain of command, but being able to think for one’s self wasn’t an unimportant skill. Without it, she wouldn’t have been able to climb the ranks, nor would she have met her assistant. Drawing back the curtain of her yurt, she smiled.
“Have the games been going well?” Sunburst asked, adjusting his glasses as he looked up from the table.
“Yes. Make note to have sappers mine the western flank, before we relocate our ballistae further south,” she responded, trudging inside. Reaching up to her shoulder, she fiddled with a leather buckle of her cuirass, if it could be called that. Her armor, a heavy plate, was designed for maximum protection, since she could easily employ magical attacks.
Retrieving a piece of parchment, Sunburst scribbled down the orders. Ballistae were slow to move, as were most sappers, so they’d need to have a runner sent as quickly as possible. Finishing his task, he rolled it into a tight scroll. “Shall I send it down the chain of…” he trailed off, looking up to see his Empress fumbling with her armor. “D...do you need help?”
A low growl escaped Daybreaker, as she seated herself on the edge of her bed. It wasn’t that she was frustrated with the lad; no, he’d been nothing but useful to her. Sunburst was...interesting. For starters, he was one of the runtiest stallions she’d ever laid eyes upon. His head only came up to her chest, and his build was far too thin to be a good front-line soldier, yet he had a keen intellect. That, and he had a certain air about him.
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Soft spoken, and even a little bit timid, Sunburst had first caught Daybreaker’s attention while she’d toured a training camp. Watching a cadre of cadets struggle through an obstacle course, he’d been near the back of the pack the entire time. As the group finished, they were paired off and pitted against one another. Unfortunately, he hadn’t faired well, quickly being thrown to the ground by his opponent.
Storming over, Daybreaker quickly approached the recruits. All of them, including their instructor, snapped to a crisp salute; all of them, save for Sunburst. Wearily, as well as dirtied in sweat and dirt, he squinted up at her. Faced with the enormous mare, he shielded his eyes, yet remained seated. Squatting down beside him, she cocked her head to the side.
“Doing a damn fine job soldiering, down there in the mud, aren’t you, Lad?” she chuckled, displaying her pearly fangs.
“No, not really,” Sunburst pouted, wiping the grit from one furry cheek.
Rolling her head to the opposite shoulder, Daybreaker studied him. Noticing the training officer take a step towards them, she held up her hand; immediately, the stallion froze in place. With the distraction dealt with, she returned her attention to the meek unicorn.
“A bit runty, aren’t you…” she noted, more of a statement than a question.
“Hey, you don’t have to be mean about it or anything,” Sunburst shot back, glaring up at her.
A hushed gasp could be heard from a number of the cadets, upon hearing the young man’s impertinence. The drill instructor balled his fists, before immediately marching towards his unruly charge; that was, until Daybreaker halted him a second time. It’d been far too long since she’d been this entertained, and she wanted to make the moment last.
“You don’t know who I am, do you?” she pressed, her voice an odd combination of growl and laugh.
“No, should I? I mean, you’re clearly some sort of shock trooper, given your size. If I had to guess, you’re a veteran as well, what with the way you stopped the drill instructor,” Sunburst commented, examining her from head to toe.
“Very good. What else can you tell me,” Daybreaker continued, her grin broadening. With her wings pinned behind her back, and adorned in simple leather armor, she couldn’t blame him for not recognizing her.
“I dunno. You’ve got pretty eyes?” Sunburst simply stated, at a loss for what else to say. She was lacking any insignia, so he had no way of knowing exactly who she was or what role she played. Regardless of her identity, upon hearing his comment, she immediately guffawed and clapped him on the shoulder.
“You’ve got quite the pair on you, I’ll give you that. What’s your name?” Daybreaker asked, pulling him to his feet, as she stood.
“S - Cough - Sunburst,” he replied, attempting to catch his breath. She may not have realized it, but that lighthearted smack felt like it rattled something loose.
“And can you read and write? What about arithmetics and figures?” she inquired, leaning closer to his face.
“W...when I have my glasses, I can, sure,” he groused, dusting off his tunic and trousers.
“That settles it then. Consider yourself reclassified,” Daybreaker nonchalantly noted, while she turned to walk away.
“Wait, what...” Sunburst trailed off, in confusion. It was only at that moment that he noticed the pair of ivory wings behind the titanic mare. Anxiously, he looked between his squadron and the slowly escaping titan.
“Daybreaker, high Empress of Equestria, and you are now my assistant,” she shot back, without breaking pace. The lad was refreshingly candid, and she saw no sense in having a soldier running around who needed glasses, so she’d be sure to put him to better use.
With few other options to consider, Sunburst dusted himself off and scampered after the behemoth. Of course he’d heard of her before, but he’d never been lucky enough to meet her; as such, he knew next to nothing about her disposition or her personality. Still, serving as her aid couldn’t be worse than running drills, dealing with the other recruits, or putting up with instructors screaming at him. Though he couldn’t realize it, it was a moment that would change his life forever.
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“Here,” Sunburst said, moving to her side. Resting on the side of the mattress, with her feet on the floor, she silently waited. Walking over, he reached out and began unbuckling the clasp over her right shoulder. It didn’t take him long, so he quickly crossed in front of her. “Excuse me.”
Daybreaker huffed impassively, as she watched him. Completely motionless, save for her eyes, she let the lad do his work. Beyond being an exceptional scribe, she’d promptly started making use of him for things requiring a delicate touch. Sadly, while she was a ferocious force on the battlefield, being markedly larger than most did have its drawbacks.
Seated as she was, they were nearly at eye level with one another, while Sunburst finished up. Unfastening the last buckle, the front place of the cuirass shifted, before unceremoniously rolling off of her chest. With her bosoms exposed, he couldn’t help but look. They were nearly as big of his head, large and ripe, easily the biggest ones he’d ever laid eyes upon. Her areolas were dark pink, nearly violet, standing in contrast to her alabaster coat.
“Enjoying yourself, I see,” the alicorn noted, un-cinching her belt. One thing she’d picked up on quickly was just how flustered he got, especially when exposed to a little skin.
“W...well, I…” Sunburst stammered, fidgeting in place. Beyond a frightening demigod, Daybreaker did have a certain feminine charm. Large and curvaceous, and with a painfully well developed set of hips, he’d often caught himself glancing at her. And, shamefully, he’d even had a few rather sinful thoughts about his commanding officer.
“Well?” Daybreaker breathed, leaning forward slightly. The movement allowed her breasts to swing in his direction, causing Sunburst’s cheeks to rosy. “Hmmph,” she snorted, turning her head to the side. “To think, an old mare could get some young pup all worked up,” she sighed, shaking her head. She was only joking, of course, although there was a grain of truth to her words. While she’d had a number of flings, laying a number of stallions in the past, the moments were few and far between.
“What? N..no!” Sunburst stuttered, knitting his brow.
“I caught you looking, lad, no sense in denying it,” she grumbled, her mood souring. She held honesty in high regard, and she was shocked that her assistant would lie…
“No, not that. I don’t think you’re old,” he muttered, doing his damndest to hold his ground.
Daybreaker paused, slowing angling her head to face him. Squinting at the young man, she studied his face for a moment. If he was lying, he was doing one hell of a job hiding it. Finally, after a few heavy moments, she spoke. “Explain.”
“I...I just think you’re r...rather fetching. T...t...that’s all,” he sputtered, looking away and rubbing his neck. His heart was beating a mile a minute, his knees felt like jello, and he thought he may be on the verge of passing out. After all these months, he’d finally come clean with her. Sure, it’s not like the opportunity had presented itself before now, but it had been gnawing at him for weeks.
In Sunburst’s eyes, Daybreaker was gorgeous. While he’d stewed on exactly why he was attracted to her, he’d never quite been able to put his finger on it. If he had to guess, it was a combination of her size and strength. She was a woman who could handle herself, having survived multiple campaigns of battle, so that was certainly one strong aspect. Add to that the titanic and well sculpted rump, along with her exquisite rack, and any stallion would be hard pressed not to oogle her; at least, that’s what he thought.
With Sunburst’s back to her, Daybreaker stood. Looming over him, she stepped forward, just close enough so that she could rest a hand on his shoulder. “Tell me then,” she purred, wheeling him around, “how would you court a fetching woman?”
“Well, I...I’d probably ask her for a kiss?” Sunburst timidly responded, peering up at her. He watched, as she sat her free hand upon his empty shoulder, just before she leaned forward.
“How very romantic,” she cooed. Without warning, her head slunk closer, allowing her to give him a peck on the cheek. “Like that?”
“M...Maybe on the lips?” he retorted.
“Mmmmmm. Show me,” Daybreaker whispered. No sooner had she finished speaking, than his hands reached up to her face. Standing on his tiptoes, he leaned in, brought his lips to hers, and closed his eyes.
Under normal circumstances, he would have never done anything so audacious, yet she’d asked for it. Caressing her cheeks, he enjoyed the sensation, that was, until he felt something warm and moist pressing into his mouth. His eyes flew open, just as the meaty palm of Daybreaker’s hand pulled him to her. Somewhere, over the course of the last fleeting seconds, she’d silently brought her hand behind his head, though he couldn’t say when it had happened.
Digging her tongue into his mouth, the alicorn couldn’t help but smile. It didn’t take him long to reciprocate, slipping a hand around her neck, while he heatedly began making out with her. Her pulse slowly began to quicken, as the two held one another in the passionate kiss. After what felt like an eternity, she pulled away, leaving his muzzle slick with a cocktail of their saliva.
“Well?” she sighed, seating herself, once again, on the side of the bed.
“W...well?” Sunburst parroted, a look of confusion crossing his face. While he had thoroughly enjoyed the kiss, he had no way of knowing what else she expected from him. Studying her face, he realized her gaze had drifted lower; right to his…
Sunburst’s blush immediately reappeared, and he could feel a cold sweat breaking on his brow. Seriously, it was bad enough that he’d kissed her, but now his pants were tented by his barely restrained erection. He turned away, flustered beyond all reasoning, as his panicked mind tried to formulate something, anything so say.
Watching the lad’s flustered, anxious reaction was too rich. He was so hot and bothered that he didn’t know what to do with himself, that much was painfully clear. Seeing him in such a state, while entertaining, was having a wholly different effect on Daybreaker; one which she hadn’t felt in ages. Licking her lips, and as silently as possible, she reclined on the bed.
“I’m sorry! I can leave, if you want me to! It’s just that you’re so big and hot! And that kiss! By all the stars above, I don’t think I’ll ever be able to…” Sunburst rambled on, maladroitly filling the air with his apologies and admissions.
“Sunburst…” Daybreaker cooed.
“I mean, what was I supposed to do? Disobey the Empress of all Equestria? It’s not like I had much choice in the matter. Well, even if I did, I don’t think I would have turned you…” he continued, fitfully playing with his hands.
“Sunburst…” she repeated, a bit louder this time.
He turned, having heard her speak his name. As his eyes wandered over to the mattress, it took him a moment to register what he was seeing. Daybreaker, now fully nude, was on the bed, lying on her back. Her head was resting on the pillows, just below the headboard, as she watched him. Looking over her body, drawing in every inch of her, his gaze finally drifted down to her loins. The dark, meaty flesh of her sex lie there, glistening, moist, and succulent.
Sunburst’s eyes darted back to her’s face, which held a warm, yet slightly predatory grin. His mouth felt like it was full of sand, and he had no idea what he was supposed to say. He watched, as she quietly shifted, further parting her legs, while she brought one hand to her nethers. Slowly, she dragged one slender digit up between her lower lips, tauntingly stroking it, as her eyes stayed locked upon him.
“Claim me,” she purred, flashing her teeth. There had been enough foreplay, enough teasing; now, it was time to move on to the main course.
She trusted Sunburst to a fault; but, more importantly, there was something infuriatingly alluring about him. He was small, soft, and caring, things which ran contrary to many Stallions’ nature, yet she’d always found them endearing. Regardless of the why, the two were around each other constantly, so she saw no reason why they couldn’t fully enjoy one another’s company.
Sunburst’s hands shot to his waist, where they shakily fought to untie the drawstring of his trousers. Finally undoing the knot, the garment slipped past his fingers, down his legs, and to the floor below. His stallionhood, leapt free, springing forth into the cool air of the yurt. Stepping out of the discarded pants, he stopped, when the mammoth alicorn held up a hand.
“The shirt too,” she chuckled, drinking in the curves and tone of his body. Small though he may be, he was still well toned. Orange fur, with white patches on his face, forearms, hands, and lower legs, covered an athletic physique. His tool though, oh yes, his tool was magnificent. Long and slightly tapered, its vascular length ended with a broad, flat crown. Casually, she massaged her snatch, while watching the impromptu strip show.
Finally having freed his torso of his tunic, Sunburst wheeled around to face her. Taking a step closer, followed by a second and third, he finally reached the bed, before cautiously crawling atop its cushiony surface. Creeping closer to his Empress, moving between her splayed legs, his mouth began to water.
She was close to three times his size, and he couldn’t even begin to imagine their difference in mass. Though she was mountainous and deadly, a literal killing machine, he wasn’t afraid. She’d done nothing but look after him, since they’d first met. To him, she was the most beautiful mare he’d ever met, inside and out.
Closing on her groin, Sunburst slowed. The aroma was intoxicating, earthy and feminine, and it only served to get him more worked up. Snaking his head forward, between her impossibly juicy thighs, he dragged his tongue up her gash. Savory, salty, and a bit piquant, her flavor washed over his taste buds. A throaty moan escaped her, as she gently stroked the top of his head. Emboldened by her gesture, he eagerly lapped away.
Peering down, between her bosoms, Daybreaker watched the lad lavish her marehood. It was rare that a male would volunteer for such an act, although she certainly wasn’t going to complain. His tongue was exquisite, long and muscular, as he teased her entrance. Massaging one titanic breast, while twisting its nipple, she enjoyed the display, until she reached her breaking point. Drawing his tongue up her slit, his eyes met her’s, just as he kissed her clit.
Shifting her legs, she brought her heels to his rump, before pulling him closer. Moving his waist between her thighs, and leaving his throbbing package nestled against her aching loins, she gingerly wrapped her fingers around the back of his skull. “Now,” she began, as quietly as possible, “take me…”
With trembling hands, Sunburst reached down to grasp his tool. Rearing back slightly, and allowing him to align it with her slickened, lower lips, he took a breath. Feeling the moisture of her entrance, on the tip of his shaft, his body leapt into action. On instinct, his hips drove forward, plunging his entirety into her. Judging from her contented hum, and the way she was playing with two of her bosoms, she didn’t seem to mind the sudden intrusion. Glancing up at her, and still a bit unsure of himself, he began to move.
The sensation of Sunburst’s length, filling her depths, was marvelous. Her entrance yielded little resistance to his girthy medial ring, allowing it to plunge into her and scrape against her g-spot. Wrapping her legs around him, and applying a bit more force to his thrusts, she closed her eyes and enjoyed the dicking.
With his member entombed within Daybreaker’s muscular canal, Sunburst’s motions steadily increased in speed and force. Her interior was hot and slick, devilishly enticing. Resting his hands just above her waist, he gazed down at her. Larger than life, and far more imposing, the sight of her fondling herself was too much to bear. Draping herself over her abdomen, his head came to rest between her tits. After craning his neck, and nuzzling her hand out of the way, he was able to latch his lips around one of her nipples.
“Mmmmmmmmmmmn,” Daybreaker sighed; the sound was reminiscent of a rumble and a pur, yet it marked her profound pleasure at his ministrations. Now with one breast being suckled upon, and continuing to toy with the other, she constricted her legs. “Harder,” she growled, spurring him to action.
In an attempt to please her, and feeling the telltale signs of an impending climactic release, Sunburst pounded away. The long, deliberate strokes he’d been administering transitioned into quick, hard thrusts. He was nearly hilted within her, jackhammering away at her from above, all while latched to her teat.
“Yeeeees,” Daybreaker moaned, writhing beneath him, “more! Give me everything you have! Breed me!”
Her words struck home, with dramatic effect. Like flipping a switch, Sunburst’s movements became markedly more furious. With every thrust, his plump, fuzzy nuts slapped the cleft of her ass, while the tip of his member prodded at her womb. While he wasn’t aware of it, the motion of breeding had excited some engrained, primal aspect of himself, driving him into a frenzy.
Daybreaker’s eyes rolled to the back of her head, as Sunburst rutted her like some wild beast. She’d already been drawing nearer to an orgasm, but the abrupt change of pace poured fuel on the fire. Clamping shut around his lower back, her legs held the young man to herself. She was so close to release, so she’d be damned if he was going to stop before she was finished.
The additional pressure on his backside, caused the head of Sunburst’s cock to kiss her cervix. The act, in conjunction with his latent desire to claim a mate, was too much to bear. Wrapping his arms around her torso, he bit down on her nipple, as he fully buried himself within her depths. His balls retracted, and his stallionhood throbbed, as the first scalding gouts of seed surged through his length.
Feeling Sunburst’s member pulsating within her, Daybreaker peered down at him. Even though she knew what was about to happen, she pined for it, and her body was not prepared. An inferno erupted within her, bathing her canal and womb with the unicorn’s jizz. Howling to the heavens, she came, while holding her lover to herself. Every blistering gout of his spunk pushed her to greater heights of bliss, evoking a second, and even third, orgasm from her.
Throughout it all, Sunburst kept thrusting. Even though his tool was locked inside of her, its tip flared, his hips continually bumped against her, as he rode out his rut-lust. A cocktail of her nectar, along with his cream, lewdly squirted and squelched around the base of his cock, spattering his thighs and the mattress below. Ropes of saliva hung from his muzzle, as his face lie pressed between his partner’s breasts.
The moment carried on for what felt like forever, although eventually their movements started to slow. Their bodies entwined, and covered in sweat, the two fought to catch their breath. Neither had ever had an encounter like that before, so they were reluctant to lose the moment. Slowly, in a post-coitus stupor, they looked to one another.
Sunburst went to open his mouth, but Daybreaker silenced him, gently placing one finger to his lips. Remaining quiet, she proceeded to softly stroke the top of his head, affectionately petting him, as he rested on her. She was in no rush to move, and the feeling of his cum inside her was oddly comforting, so she did her best to make them both comfortable.
Pleased beyond reasoning, and recovering from the mind blowing sexual prowess from her unassuming partner, she chuckled. If she had known he was such a handful earlier, she would have bedded him ages ago. Still, late was better than never, and she knew it was something they’d be doing much, much more often.
With a grunt, Daybreaker pushed her torso up, allowing her to bring her face towards his. Sensing her move, Sunburst looked up at her, just in time to receive a delicate kiss on the lips. Despite himself, he blushed, but didn’t look away.
Warm, content, and in each others’ arms, the two drifted off to sleep. The Empress and her assistant, an unlikely pair, but a satisfied one nonetheless…
