"That's for agreeing to meet me, Your Highness," Diamond Tiara said.
"None of that! We knew each other way-back-when. Call me Twilight."
Diamond Tiara looked up at Twilight. The princess was a good three inches taller than she had been at her coronation a few years before, and Diamond Tiara hadn't grown much since middle school.
"Thanks... Twilight."
"Please, sit! How's Canterlot University treating you?"
Diamond Tiara settled into a cushy couch, and Twilight sat down next to her. "I'm only a freshmare, it's just my first semester. But so far so good."
"You miss your family?"
"Well, Mom lives here in Canterlot since the divorce, so I see her for coffee once a week." Diamond Tiara looked away, and wiped her eyes. "I miss Dad, though. I mean, I chose to live with him when my parents split up. He and I are a lot closer than me and Mom. Mom and I... we're civil to each other, but... I'm catching the train to Ponyville to see Dad this weekend."
Twilight put a hoof on Diamond Tiara's back for a moment. "I'm sorry about all that."
She nodded. "Thanks, Twilight. To be honest, Dad throwing Mom out was the best thing that ever happened to me. Mom wasn't a good example to live by. Having her far away during my teenage years helped me get over my... foalhood."
"You said you're with the Canterlot U student newspaper?"
Diamond Tiara nodded and clapped. "Yes! After I got thrown off the Foal Free Press, I realized how much I missed that. So I joined the University newspaper my first week. When they found out I was from Ponyville, they asked me to do a story on your daily life as the new Princess."
Twilight smiled and clapped. "My pleasure! Celestia left the bureaucracy running so well that I have more free time than I ever expected."
"That's what they wanted me to interview you about. Plenty of newspapers and magazines have run stories about the new government—we want to run a story about the new princess."
"Ask away!"
"What's your daily routine?" Diamond Tiara hoofed out a notebook and grabbed a quill in her teeth.
"I wake up at six. First thing after I wake up, two hours of exercise."
"Really?" Diamond Tiara said around the quill.
"I started working out, secretly, with the Guard after the first Tirek incident. I've kept it up ever since. I've learned several martial arts and lots of combat magic. I'm going to try the Canterlot Marathon next year, although I'll have to pace myself to avoid winning. It's not fair for alicorns to compete with ordinary ponies... don't publish that last part!"
"No, ma'am!"
"I plan to come in fifth in the marathon. Workout, shower, breakfast, then off to the palace. I hold Court or a Cabinet meeting from nine until two, then I break for lunch."
Quill scratching, Diamond Tiara wrote notes. "What's after lunch, Twilight?"
"Another light workout, twenty minutes of low-impact aerobics, then a massage to get my muscles loosened and relieve the stress of the morning dealing with the responsibilities of government."
"That's one of the questions I wanted to be sure to ask. Is it true you've been importing Abyssinian massage therapists?"
"My masseur team? Yes, I've got a dozen Abyssinians. Ever since I assisted Princess-Emerita Celestia at the Convocation of the Creatures, I've loved Abyssinian massage."
"Why Abyssianians? Why not ponies?"
"Barbed penises."
The quill dropped out of Diamond Tiara's mouth. Jaw slack, she stared at Twilight. "What?!?"
Twilight cocked her head. "I said, 'barbed penises.'"
"What... what are you talking about?"
"It's like a Prench Tickler," Twilight explained, "but without all the drawbacks of condoms."
Diamond Tiara choked. "Tickler? Drawbacks?!?"
"Please... please tell me you know what happens at the end of sex," Twilight said.
"Yes! Duh." Diamond Tiara blushed. "I'm sorry! I didn't mean to 'duh' the princess."
"I love dripping creamy spooge the rest of the day. I love knowing I've been loved. With condoms... no spooge."
Diamond Tiara started hyperventilating.
"Are you a virgin, Diamond?"
Her jaw dropped and tail thrashed. She looked away from Twilight. "Yes."
"Ohhhhh... well, you see, pony penises are smooth. Cats' penises... are not. Also, ponies don't have fangs."
"You—you're saying you get happy ending massages every day?"
"'Happy endings?' What do you mean?"
"When... when... when you get sexually satisfied by the massage therapist... that's called a 'happy ending.'" Diamond Tiara buried her face in her hooves. Her ears wilted.
"Really?" Twilight asked. "That's a thing? I thought that's just called 'a massage.' Well, tell you what, Diamond. Come back tomorrow at three."
"Why?" she asked, peeking around her hooves.
"You can get a great story for the newspaper."
The next day, Diamond Tiara bowed as Twilight exited her aerobics class. "I hit the library, Princess."
"Excellent!" Twilight said as they walked from the palace gym to the massage rooms. "Call me Twilight."
"The University library didn't have what I needed. So I went to the Red Horseshoe District in Lower Canterlot and tried to get into a porno store."
"That's... less excellent."
"They said I looked too young and accused me of having a fake ID, so I had to pay a creepy old stallion ninety bits to buy me the books I wanted."
"What books?" Twilight asked, towelling sweat off her forehead.
"Sex with Abyssinians. There are no books about just that, so I needed xeno-porn anthologies which, I must say, are expensive, and got me some funny looks from the creepy stallion. He offered to wear a hippogriff beak if I would—"
She shuddered.
Twilight said, "I tried to put a xeno-lovemaking element in the Friendship School's curriculum that first year, but the lawyers stopped me. We also discovered that putting that many teenagers in a dorm together meant there was nothing new we could teach them after about two weeks. Have you seen Sandbar and Silverstream lately? How are they?"
"Engaged, finally," Diamond Tiara said. "Back to Abyssians: they have tiny penises, said the books, and ejaculate after about six seconds. I must say your apparent... interest... puzzles me, Twilight, after reading that."
"Ah!" Twilight said. "We have potions. The Abyssians here at the Palace—they have extremely long endurance, now, their penises are larger than ninety-nine percent of earth ponies, and their testicles are larger than any pony's. The change is permanent, so we just call it a fringe benefit they can keep when the choose to quit their palace employment."
"That's... nice of you, princess."
Twilight smirked and whispered, "And then there's the other potion that I invented!"
"What potion is that?" Diamond Tiara asked.
Twilight grinned down at the petite young mare, and arched her eyebrows. "They ejaculate almost a pint. Sometimes more. Like I said yesterday: I love dripping for the rest of the day."
"Ew."
Diamond Tiara liked stallions, and assumed she would make love to one, someday. But the whole process—it seemed so icky! She had given Rumble a blowjob, a few months ago, after their graduation party, and she enjoyed giving it, especially massaging and licking his balls, so the thought of magically-enlarged Abyssian testicles seemed... intriguing...
But, Diamond Tiara had stopped before Rumble came, leaving him frustrated and angry. She hadn't been able to countenance the sticky blast she knew was in store. Silver Spoon had finished him, leaving Diamond Tiara feeling both dirty and guilty.
But a whole pint of ejaculate?
"Ew!"
Two guards—both mares—saluted, and opened ornate double doors. The massage parlor was lit dimly with yellow lamps. The smell of incense filled the room, but not too thickly, just enough to notice. White noise came from fountains along the walls, water gurgling down slate panels into catch basins near the floor.
Five Abyssinans—one white, one black, two calicos, and one gray—waited inside, all wearing bathrobes. They bowed slightly to the princess.
Twilight gestured, and Diamond Tiara's knees weakened.
"Diamond Tiara? What's wrong?" Twilight asked. "You've gone pale. Are you all right?"
She backed up a few steps, toward the door. "Twilight... Princess... there are two massage beds."
Twilight looked at Diamond Tiara, with a slight frown on her face. The Abyssianans all removed their bathrobes and hung them from hooks on the wall. The guards closed the doors, leaving Twilight and Diamond Tiara alone with the five Abyssians and Diamond Tiara's eyes widened because they all had massive erections.
"Diamond Tiara... did I misinterpret?" Twilight said. "I thought you wanted to experience..."
"I, I, I, what..." Diamond Tiara looked around, dizzy, her head spinning. She panted, and slowly sank down to the floor.
Twilight lay down next to her, and wrapped a wing around her. "No one's forcing you. You can just watch and take notes for your newspaper... or you can go, if you're uncomfortable. The door is unlocked."
The largest Abyssianan, the gray one, stood just behind Twilight. His cock stood out from his crotch horizontally, throbbing in time with his heartbeat. It was almost as long as Diamond Tiara's own foreleg, and twice the diameter, and his balls hung loosely in his scrotum, each bigger than a grapefruit.
How did he not pass out from low blood volume with that thing erect?
The knobby spines on his cock cast soft shadows in the light of the massage parlor's lamps.
"I don't think—I mean, I'm a virgin, Twilight. I wouldn't be able to walk for a month after that." She used her snout to point at the Abyssian's enormous package.
"Okay," Twilight said. "Calm. You're shaking. You could have a massage without the 'happy ending.' These fine gentlecats are all professional masseurs, first and foremost. Also, Pouncer here—" the smaller of the two calicos walked up and bowed "—is brand-new. Only one dose of the potions. He's still, well, pony-scaled."
Diamond Tiara looked up at the Abyssinian's balls and erection. Fur covered his balls and the base of his cock, white on the left ball, tan on the right and cock, but the many, many inches of his erection were smooth pinkish skin. His... massager... was quite a bit smaller than the other cats', but still much larger than Rumble, the only pony penis Diamond Tiara had close experience with.
Pouncer bowed, and his cock throbbed slightly as his muscles shifted.
Diamond Tiara nodded. "I'm here for the story. I might as well get the story. Pouncer?"
"Yes, ma'am?"
"Slow. And. Gentle."
"As you command, ma'am."
Diamond Tiara was still shaking, but a hint of excitement overlayed her nerves. She might be a virgin, but she was hardly frigid. She liked colts—well, stallions, now that she was in college—and had kissed, necked, and heavily petted many times. She also owned a very tiny dildo she used on herself a few times a week.
And it wasn't like she had never thought about xenophilia before, although her fantasies had all been about Kirins or Hippogriffs, with their pony-like genitals...
...but excitement aside, nervousness still gripped her racing heart, her whole body shaking. She tucked her tail deep under her belly, covering her privates, and climbed up onto the massage table, belly-down, and felt the warmed table underneath her. "Oh, that's nice..." she said.
"Untuck your tail," Twilight said. She laid on another massage table, facing Diamond Tiara, about five feet between the two mares' heads. "Extend it out behind you. Let the heat from the table up into your vulva. It'll get you started relaxing."
Diamond Tiara lifted her hips an inch, pulled her tail out from under herself, extended it down the length of the massage table, and then lowered herself again. The heat welling up from the table flowed into her, and the first hints of wetness between her pussy lips appeared. "Princess...?"
"Yes?"
"Do you change these sheets every time?"
"No, we burn them."
"Good." Her pussy was actually dripping, now, but terror shook her shoulders and back, her stomach queasy.
She always masturbated with the smallest dildo money could buy, and even the small Abyssinian, Pouncer, was huge.
Well, after today, maybe she would be needing a bigger dildo...
Pouncer pulled the stopper from a glass bottle, poured some warm massage oil down her spine, and then poured some more into his palms and rubbed them together.
"Miss?"
"Call me Diamond."
"Yes, Miss Diamond."
"No 'miss.'"
Pouncer smiled, and his long whiskers twitched.
He stood to Diamond Tiara's left, and ran his right hand down the line of massage oil on her spine, while his left hand worked the muscles between her ears. She lowered her head until her chin touched the table, and she sighed. It felt so good.
His right hand ran up and down the spine, and the oil mussed her coat, but his fingers dug in, hitting every muscle. Tenseness relaxed and she moaned.
Hands. Sweet Celestia and Luna in Retirement, hands. As a teenager, she had received a weekly massage at Ponyville Day Spa, and those seemed nice, but hooves were nothing compared to hands...
Between her ears, the left hand kneaded and worked, and her entire head began to spin. With one last look at Twilight—one Abyssinian was working her withers while two others worked her wings, and the fourth her cutie marks, all four of them bearing enormous erections—Diamond Tiara closed her eyes.
"Pouncer?"
"Yes, Diamond?"
"That feels great."
"I'm a trained massage therapist. Princess Twilight hired me away from the most exclusive hotel spa in Abyssinia, the Panthera Ritz. I'm still studying pony anatomy, though. You're my first earth pony, so do let me know if anything is uncomfortable?"
"Mmmm-hmmm..."
Pouncer's right hand reached the base of her tail, tantalizingly close to her now-excited nethers... and then it moved away, working on her left cutie mark. His other hand moved to her left ear, working up and down gently, working the ear muscles between thumb and two fingers, and Diamond Tiara's jaw went slack, and she drooled a little.
The hand on her rump trailed up her flank and ribs, the claws just ever so slightly extended and scratching, and a shiver ran down her entire body, from nose to tail, and pussy juices rolled down her slit and wet her clit.
He now massaged both of her ears, one in each hand, gently but firmly, his oil-slicked fingers smooth and making every muscle release.
(Canterlot University was so much more difficult than Ponyville Schoolhouse, and she was studying until after midnight every night. She'd had a headache for weeks, she even had an appointment to get glasses next Tuesday, and the release of the muscles around her ears cleared that dull throb, finally.)
His hands moved forward, both hands working her eyebrows, and her entire body sank down into the table another half inch as more tension relaxed.
"Excellent!" Pouncer whispered into her ear, tickling her cheek with his whiskers. "Let me do my job."
"Hrnk."
"You're a virgin?"
"Yes."
"I'll give you an extra-long massage, to ensure you're relaxed."
"Please."
His hands moved to her muzzle. She kept still, but it felt so... odd... to have somecreature massaging her cheeks, but it also felt good. He put his thumbs against her cheek bones, and then softly moved them down her snout to her nose, and with every pass, more stress and worry seemed to escape her.
Next, he returned to her ears, rubbing them between forefingers and thumbs, rubbing them up and down, and shivers ran down her body, down her spine, settling in her rump, just at her—
"Good?" Pouncer asked.
"Yes!" Diamond Tiara hissed.
"I can tell."
"How?" she asked, suddenly nervous. Her twat was sopping, was she already leaving a puddle?
"The hair on your hackles is standing straight up."
She chuckled. Cracking an eye open, she saw one of the Abyssinians massaging Twilight's ears, too, and two others still working her wings.
"Pouncer?" Diamond Tiara asked.
"Yes, Diamond?"
"Are wings difficult?"
"They're easy to damage, yes. I'm not allowed to touch the princess's wings yet–they have me work on the Wonderbolts or guards for practice. I... I keep my pants on for regular massages."
"Good idea."
"Are your neck and withers tight, Diamond?"
"Extremely."
He started kneading her neck, digging in with thumbs and all his fingers. "My gosh! What have you done to yourself, Diamond? This is tight!"
She couldn't help herself. She opened one eye, looked over her shoulder, and laughed nervously. "Tight? Just keep working all the way down."
He chuckled, and his cock throbbed.
"Are you turned on?" she whispered. "Or is this just your job? You took a potion?"
Bearing down on her neck again, working left and right to relax the muscles, he slowly migrated to her withers and shoulder blades. He leaned close to her ear and whispered. "You are legitimately attractive. So, yes, I'm turned way on."
"Are you just saying that, Pouncer?"
"I haven't had any potions today. This hardon is one-hundred-percent you. I would never have taken this job if I didn't... really, really like mares, and you're an unusually excellent specimen of marekind."
"Ohhhh..." she muttered, and felt her nethers melt a little bit more.
Coltfriends had flattered Diamond Tiara before, in the past. They had tried to sweet-talk her into their beds before... but Pouncer's simple statement hit her harder than any of those past compliments.
His nose brushed her mane. "You smell excellent, and we cats have much better noses than ponies. So I say that with great authority."
She tried to focus on the massage, thinking about how amazing it felt. Hands. Hands were far superior to hooves for massages, that was for sure! But... but in a few minutes, maybe twenty at the most... she would be losing her virginity. To a cat. With a barbed penis.
Her tail tucked involuntarily against the surface of the massage table.
Pausing for a moment, Pouncer squirted another pool of warm massage oil onto his hands and began working her ribs. Diamond Tiara rolled her neck left and right as the large muscles in her flanks relaxed with pops and groans.
Twilight gasped, and Diamond Tiara's eyes opened. The largest Abyssinian was standing on top of her, all fours, his enormous cock hanging down. His legs and arms pistoned slowly up and down, kneading Twilight's muscles, his claws out and pricking her skin. A few drops of blood stood out on Twilight's back. His purring filled the room, louder than the gurgling of the water features.
"So... good..." Twilight moaned, spreading her legs and wings wide, going spread-eagle on the massage table, and two of the others massaged her thighs and cutie marks, while the fourth Abyssinian lifted up her tail and stroked it, straightening the hair from dock to tip.
"Spread your legs," Pouncer said. "Open your hips. Relax."
Diamond Tiara settled down deeper into the table, and let all four legs extend an extra inch. Her pubic mound pressed more firmly against the surface of the warmed table, heating her belly, her uterus and...
(uterus!)
...and her whole body tightened up, petrified like Cozy Glow, Tirek, and Chrysalis.
"Twilight!" she shouted.
"Hmmmm?" Twilight's head jerked up, and the Abyssinian balanced on her back hissed, arched his back, and dug his claws into her withers and thighs. "Ow!"
"Cats can't make ponies pregnant, can they?" Diamond Tiara gasped.
"Nope! No way, no how. Huh-uh. Nope, nope, nope."
Twilight's Abyssinian began his kneading again.
With a sigh, Diamond Tiara's entire body relaxed again, slumping down into the heat of the table and the softness of the sheets.
Pouncer moved around to the other side of the table and slowly massaged her right foreleg, from shoulder to frog, taking his time, then worked down her left foreleg.
"...Pouncer?"
"Yes, ma'am?"
"Diamond."
"Yes, Diamond?"
"Try not to draw blood when we... eh..."
"My fangs are not decorative. Neither are my claws. I promise to draw as little blood as possible. That's the best I can do, madam."
"Diamond."
"Diamond."
Finishing with Diamond Tiara's left frog, he lowered her foreleg and moved to her left rear leg. He started at the top of her thigh, barely an inch from her soaked pussy, and she couldn't help herself: she shifted her hips, and brushed her wet lips against his fingers. A massive shiver ran up her spine, shaking her whole body, and finished in her nose, making her give a tiny "ahh-choo!"
"None of that," he chuckled, and moved another inch away from her throbbing twat, toward the cutie mark, digging into the large muscles of her thigh, rubbing with his thumbs down the ridges between the muscles, and she gasped as a huge knot released.
A yelp echoed across the massage room and Diamond Tiara's eyes opened. The largest Abyssinian bit down on the back of Twilight's neck, shifted his hips to force her tail to the left, and then cramed his massive, throbbing, knobbly penis forward. It disappeared from Diamond Tiara's view and buried into Twilight.
"Yes! Deeper!" Twilight shouted. Opening her own eyes, Twilight looked at Diamond Tiara, the princess's eyes crossed and a little dreamy. "Doing good?"
"Yup," Diamond Tiara said, staring as the Abyssinian pumped into the princess, hilted, his hips buried against her rump, pushing in with bare half-inch thrusts.
His fangs were sunk into the scruff of her neck and he pulled back, lifting Twilight's head back a full inch.
"Feels good!" Twilight declared. "You take your time, though, Diamond. You! Back there! Bite harder!"
Pouncer had worked his way down her leg to the frog, and moved around to her right side again. He again started just an inch from her dripping marehood, and she again shifted her hips to catch his hand.
This time, instead of moving his hand away, he ran his thumb up and down her lips, and then rubbed it against her clit, circling it as he pushed against the nub.
"Ohhh..." she moaned, and felt herself wetting her tail and dock with pussy juice.
Pouncer leaned in to whisper in her ear, and his whiskers tickled her again. "Soon."
"Eeep!"
He continued massaging her right leg, now: cutie mark, thigh, knee, lower leg, frog.
"Arrrrgghhhh!" Twilight yelled, and Diamond Tiara popped her eyes open as the Abyssinian released the scruff of her neck and pulled out of her, his hips lifting straight up.
His massive cock hung down, dripping Twilight's pussy juices and marecum, his own massive load dripping from its tip, and a few drops of what had to be Twilight's blood smeared on the prickly spines.
Something hit Diamond Tiara in the nose, stronger than the candles and incense, and she sniffed. It wasn't a bad smell—but she recognized it, distantly.
Laundry.
It smelled like the laundry room in her foalhood home, when the housekeepers changed...
...changed her parent's bedsheets.
Ejaculate.
The smell was ejaculate.
She clenched her eyes and shook her head.
"Hey! You just tensed up, Diamond," Pouncer said. "You all right?"
She forced her eyes open, just as the black Abyssinian climbed onto Twilight, biting her neck and simultaneously cramming himself deep under her tail.
"Hold still," Pouncer told Diamond Tiara.
She just nodded once, a tiny jerk of her head. He climbed up on the table, and then stood on her back, all fours, and started kneading her spine and shoulders and hips.
"Oh... that's good..." she said.
"You're shaking."
"I'm terrified," she confessed.
"We don't have to do this. Just say that word, and it's a regular massage."
"I'm too turned on to stop now. And so are you."
"I'm a professional. Besides, if I don't get off in you, they'll have me finish the princess. I'll get relief, one way or the other."
"You don't mind sloppy fifths?"
"It's the job. Do you want me to stop?"
"I want this," Diamond Tiara said. "I'm just going to be nervous, no matter what."
He said, "Mmm-hmm," and kept kneading her muscles. His claws pricked her back and flanks.
"The potions... are your ejaculations big?"
"Actually, I hold the record. Two pints. We're wondering what'll happen after I have a few more doses. The princess is taking notes, and adapting the potion for ponies. She expects the royalties from the patents will let her cut taxes after the potion hits the market."
Diamond Tiara looked at Twilight, as the second Abyssinian withdrew himself from her. White spooge dripped from his cock onto Twilight's back, and several ounces more dribbled off her massage table, onto the floor. Diamond Tiara shivered again, her whole body spasming.
A third Abyssinian bit Twilight's neck and crammed himself in.
"Pouncer?"
"Yes, Diamond?"
"Rip off the bandaid. I'm not getting any more relaxed."
He kissed her ear, and his sandpapery tongue tickled. She let a giggle slip out, and chills ran down her back as one of his fangs gently pricked her ear.
Squirming backwards, Pouncer shimmied down her spine, and the tip of his steel-hard cock brushed the base of her tail as he hopped off the massage table.
With his weight gone, and no physical contact with him, Diamond Tiara wondered if she had accidentally said something offensive, or if he was leaving to go fetch a literal bandaid.
She started to open her eyes and look over her shoulder, when—
—when strong fingers wrapped around her tail, up at its dock, and started running down her tail, from base to tip, massaging the muscles and straightening the hairs.
"Ohhh... tail massage? That's... wow..."
Something like lava formed in her guts, just above her pussy and below her ribs. Every time Pouncer's fingers circled around her dock, her clit winked in-and-out, and as the fingers slid down her tail, away from her flaming desire, a disappointment welled inside her... and then the other hand wrapped around her tail, restarting the process. Her heart pounded so hard the edges of her vision went dark with each pulse.
Diamond Tiara whimpered as her entire body throbbed with lust. "Please..."
His hands moved, grabbing her ass, one hand on either slide of her throbbing privates, and she flagged her tail straight up, exposing herself. Where other Abyssinians behind her? Had one of Twilight's guards snuck in? Was there a big plate-glass window with all of Canterlot just outside, watching her virgin pussy throbbing with hunger? She didn't care. "Pouncer, fuck me!"
His hands continued massaging her ass, the fingers slowly migrating closer to her pussy, but not quite touching it. Diamond Tiara sobbed, a single tear running down her snout as she gasped and bit down on the sheet that covered the massage table, and then—
—his rough tongue licked up her pussy, from clit to top. Her dam burst and she felt herself gushing, liquid flowing everywhere, across his face, down her inner thighs, a puddle expanding, and then he licked back downwards, her entire body shivering. She spasmed, her chest bucking off the table and she wrapped her forelegs around the sides of the table to hold herself down.
Hsi tongue pressed in, and her muscles grabbed it, trying to pull it into herself. "Deeper!"
He pushed his tongue in, but it wouldn't go very deep.
"Deeper, I said!"
"You're maidenhead is blocking me," he explained, and moved down a half-inch to suck on her clit. His hands slid underneath her, fingers massaging her nipples.
She gasped and shuddered, all thoughts gone, as the pleasure hammered against her nethers. Tounge and lips on clit, fingers on nipples, warm breath on pussy lips, the combination shook her body, and her rear legs drummed against the soft mattress.
Diamond Tiara took a second, and processed his words. He couldn't put his tongue inside her because—
"Then fuck me and pop that cherry. Please. I'm dying here!" She squirmed her hips, pushing herself harder against his face and tongue.
He drew back, stood up, and grabbed her ribs. His claws pricked her as her climbed back up on the table, back up on her. Gooseflesh covered her body as the sharp tips of the claws pricked her skin. Blood trickled down her left flank.
"Move your tail to the side, Diamond."
She slammed her tail right, and raised her rump a half-inch, presenting as well as she could while flat on her belly and gripping the table.
Pressure, sudden, wonderful pressure as his tip just barely brushed against her clit. He wiggled his hips and his cock moved up a fraction of an inch, settling just against her opening, and she felt it pressing against her hymen.
"Slow or fast?" Pouncer asked.
Another shiver ran down her spine, but this time it was a mixture of lust and fear. Her foalhood came back to her, her mother telling her about how dirty and dangerous sex was, and how much, how terribly, it would hurt the first several dozen times...
Had Mother told Diamond Tiara the truth even once in their entire lives? Was this the one time? Would this be agony, or pleasure?
Or both?
"Fast. As fast as you can, for this first one." She bit the sheets again, and tightened her forelegs' grip around the table, and opened her eyes.
Twilight, the fourth Abyssinian pumping hard against her, his teeth sunk into the back of Twilight's neck, met Diamond Tiara's eyes.
"Good luck!" Twilight called. "I still remember my first time!"
Talking around the sheets, Diamond Tiara said, "Thanks. Pouncer, now!"
He bit the back of her neck, his fangs sinking into the scruff and one of them pricked too hard, breaking the skin, and her own pussy juice soaked her mane and coat where it transferred off his muzzle.
His hands gripped tighter around her lower ribs, claws breaking the skin, there, too, and—
He slammed himself forward, rupturing her maidenhead and driving full-force into her tight canal, and slamming hard into her cervix.
She arched her back and screamed.
"I'm sorry!" Pouncer said, releasing her neck. "Let me pull out—"
"No! No. That... that hurt... but... hold still."
She felt herself dripping, wetness coating her own skin and coat as it soaked into him.
"Am I bleeding?"
He shifted his weight and looked. "A little. Hardly at all."
"Good."
He leaned back down, and nibbled her ear. With a tiny whisper, almost too quiet to hear, he said: "You're warmer and tighter than the princess."
That sent a shiver down her spine. Her hips lifted and pushed back an inch, burying him just a little deeper, and the ache in her cervix increased a little more.
"Just... just hold still..." she gasped.
So. So, her virginity was gone, and it hurt... but not as much as mother had warned her it might. The pain was fading, and she couldn't feel the barbed penile spines that were the whole reason this discussion had come up the day before.
His size was tremendous. Having never fucked a pony, she couldn't compare exactly, but he was easily twice the size of Rumble. Pouncer filled her, and her hungry warmth flared even more at the sensation of him spreading her apart, filling her up. Everything down below stretched. (Her tiny dildo was going in the trash as soon as she got back to her dorm room, that was for sure. She would mail-order one of the monster ones tonight.)
Still biting the sheets, she tried a few different muscles, until she figured out how to clench around him.
"Oh!" he said. "Nice."
"Okay," Diamond Tiara said, "Gently."
He pulled back about an inch, and deep inside her, she felt something kind of like a tickle, and also sort of like his scratching claws.
Barbed penis.
Just as the pressure against her womb retreated, he pushed back in, and she gasped. "Wow... okay, that didn't hurt much. I think we're over the worst."
After pulling out a little bit more, he bit her neck again—gently, this time, not breaking the skin—and pulled on her scruff as he pushed back in, hilting himself again.
Liquid flowed out of her. This time, she was sure, it was all pussyjuice, and she clenched involuntarily around his cock. "Did I... did I just come?"
He chuckled. "No, you would know if you were coming." Pouncer sat straight up, his hips flush against her bottom, squatted down on his knees. She twisted her head to look over her withers.
They made eye contact, and smiled at each other. "I like this," he said. "I like your pussy."
She wagged her eyebrows.
Staring into her eyes, he pulled slightly out, and she felt the half-painful, half-wonderful tickle deep inside as his rough cock scraped the inside of her virgin snatch. He extended an arm and grabbed a glass bottle of massage oil and slicked up his hands before putting the bottle away.
His hands disappeared from Diamond Tiara's view as he reached down, around his own cock, and slickly oiled fingers massaged her clit and her nipples.
"Oh!" she gasped, eyes widening. Her ears perked straight up, more erect than his cock. "Oh my Luna that feels... don't stop!"
Rubbing her clit, teasing her nipples, he slammed his hips forward and piledrove into her a second time.
"Yes! Again!" she shouted.
He pulled out quickly, about halfway, and she gasped as his barbs painfully raked her sensitivity, but his thumbs swirled against her clit, the pads of his fingers against her nipples, and he hilted back in again so fast that the pain in her pussy registered as pleasure. Her insides and pussylips all clenched hard around him.
"What's... something... so many sensations, I can't even name them all! What's going on back there, Pouncer?"
"You're clenching on me, which feels great, by the way. You're clit is winking, and your nipples are really hard. Your asshole is winking at me, too."
She felt a blush explode across her face. "My asshole? I never thought about... I guess... you can see it...?"
Diamond Tiara had never considered that before—obviously, if a stallion, or a tomcat, was behind her, fucking her pussy and rubbing her clit, he would see her ass, but that just seemed... seemed like the most private of private parts, somehow. All the shame Mother had told her to expect from sex rained down on Dimond Tiara.
"I'm sorry..." she muttered, suddenly feeling all the shame Mother has warned her she would feel from sex.
Pouncer chuckled. "Don't be sorry. I like it."
"You like seeing my ass?"
He moved his left hand away from her clit, arranging his right so that his index and pinky fingers massaged her nipples while the thumb massaged her clit, and his left hand slid up, and the massage-oil-coated thumb reached her asshole. He circled it around the hole, and she felt a huge muscle spasm rip across her body.
"Ahhh!" she said, and then panted a few seconds. "Why are you doing that?"
He pumped in and out of her twice, rubbing harder on her clit, and gently massaging her asshole. "Because I like it. Do you?"
Flames filled her body, from his cock and the fingers massaging her, the flames running up her spine, down her legs, to the tips of her nose and ears and tail and hooves. "Yes!"
He started pumping, rhythmically, short inch-long strokes that didn't rake her insides too painfully, his tip bumping against her cervix with every insertion.
Trembling took her, her whole body shaking like a mare caught in a snowstorm, and every part of her nethers clenched and more liquid gushed and she squeaked in the back of her throat and new splat splat splat noises began as his now-soaking balls slapped against her.
"I... was that... now have I come?"
"Yup," Twilight yelled as her Abyssinian humped against her. "I could smell from over here! How was it?"
"Awesome!" Diamond Tiara said. "I mean, I thought I'd come on my dildo before, but... wow!"
"We aim to please, Miss Diamond," Pouncer said, and gave her another thrust.
She came again, squirting, and shouted, "Whoa! The second one's easier."
"Diamond Tiara?" Twilight said.
"Yeah...?"
"Trust me," Twilight continued. "You don't want to overdo your first time. Let Pouncer finish, or you'll be miserable tomorrow."
Diamond Tiara nodded.
Pouncer shifted his rhythm, and moved his right hand so that its thumb could join his left in massaging Diamond Tiara's asshole. His strokes turned short and fast, staying hilted, his tip up hard against her womb, and Diamond Tiara orgasmed continuously, biting hard on the sheets on the massage table, happy tears running down her snout, her ears so erect they hurt, as he worked himself to ejaculation.
A massive warmth filled her, squelching noises splorting from her nethers, and her entire bottom, from nipples to cutie marks to dock, was suddenly wet and warm.
Pouncer said "Haarrrgggnnggg!" with one last, painfully deep thrust.
"Ow!" Diamond Tiara said. "Oh wow, that last one was deep, but I feel good." She looked over her withers again, tilting her head, and saw a thick coating of white spooge all over his hips and her own bottom.
A few drops of blood were mixed in with it. Her smile faded, but then she looked at him, and said, "Thank you! That was great."
He closed his eyes and inclined his head. "It's my job, ma'am. I... I need to pull out, now."
"Okay."
"It'll rake your vagina."
She nodded, and bit the sheets again. He slid himself out slowly, and the spines on his cock raked down her hypersensitive channel, and her eyes watered, she groaned in pain, but once he was out—
"Oh, that hurt. But... it's going away."
He grabbed a towel from a shelf, and wiped his own spooge—a truly amazing amount of spooge—off his still-firm cock.
And, yes, a little bit of her blood, too.
He dampened a second towel under a faucet of warm water, and gently wiped her labia and hips, then her dock and tail, and then lastly, her asshole. "All clean!" He said.
Diamond Tiara looked toward Twilight. The princess was asleep on her massage table, snoring softly, a massive puddle of ejaculate collecting on the floor where it rolled out of her and then off the massage table. The other four Abyssinians wiped off their own cocks with wet towels and then donned bathrobes.
"Wait," Pouncer said, and came back with a brown glass bottle. "Disinfectant with pain relief and fast-heal potion." He unstoppered the bottle and dabbed the brown liquid onto her neck, back, and flanks, every place his fangs or claws had broken her skin.
"Thanks," she said.
Sliding off the table, Diamond Tiara looked at the sheets. A massive pool of Pouncer's spooge, mixed with her pussy juice, remained behind.
"The Palace staff will deal with that," he told her.
"You're still messy," Diamond Tiara said, looking at him. He'd cleaned his own cock, but his balls were still covered in the mixed fluids. She took a step towards him, nosed his penis up and out of the way, and licked his massive scrotum, his balls shifting under her tongue.
The taste of the mixed marejuice and ejaculate was... odd... to say the least, but it was good.
Ha! she thought. If I tell mother about this, she'll have a heart attack!
Running her tongue around his left ball, then his right, then up between them, then up his cock, she cleaned him off. He reached out an arm and grabbed the table to keep from collapsing.
"Wow!" Pouncer said. "Thanks."
She nodded. A large wad of his come rolled down her inner thigh and hit the floor. She looked down, and saw a drop of blood come out of herself, too. "Oh. Maybe I need a shower."
He helped her don a bathrobe, and then put his own robe back on. "I'll show you to the mare's locker room."
They exited the massage parlor, and walked together down the hallway. After several turns, Pouncer gestured to a door. "The locker room."
"Wait one," Diamond Tiara said, and stuck her head in and yelled. "Hello? Anypony in here? Janitor!"
Silence.
"It's empty," Diamond Tiara said, smiling at Pouncer. "You can help me shower off. I'll help you get clean, too."
"As m'lady commands!" he said with a bow. They entered and turned on the hot water, steam filling a shower stall large enough for a small orgy. Pouncer hung his bathrobe on a hook.
"You look nervous," Diamond Tiara said. "What's up?"
"Would... um... would you like to get coffee Monday before class?" he said. "You're in the ten a.m. freshcreature seminar, right? You sit near the front."
Diamond Tiara cocked her head. "How did you know that?"
"I sit up in the back. Your mane is distinctive."
Her jaw dropped open and her ears splayed out. "You're a first-year, too?"
He smiled. "I told you I was studying pony anatomy. I only work three or six hours a week, and as a Palace employee, tuition to Canterlot U is free. It would be a sin not to take advantage while I can! I'll quit this job after I graduate, and start my own massage parlor. Just... without the happy endings."
Diamond Tiara stepped into the steamy shower, and let the water sluice over her now quite sore backside and massage-oil soaked back. "Yeah," she said. "Yeah, I would love to see you again."
"You understand my job is to fuck the Princess? And any guest she invites?"
"Who else has been a guest?"
"Two bearers, Rainbow Dash and Fluttershy. Fleur de Lis. Starlight Glimmer and Trixie Lulamoon. I can't stand Trixie..."
"Why?"
Pouncer cocked an eyebrow. "She hides smoke bombs up her ass and squeezes them out at orgasm."
Diamond Tiara held up a hoof, and smiled. "I get it. You service lots of mares. So long as I'm the only pony you fuck for free..." She grinned. "I think this has potential, Pouncer. Come get in the shower and soap me off."
Author's Note
Inspired 50% by the cover art: upon reading that comic, I asked myself, "What's going on beneath that bottom frame?"
The other 50% of the inspiration was the YouTube video 3UVw7cgv36A, "Barbed Cat Penis | National Geographic," which I found while researching the first half of the idea.
And, yes, I know I took liberties with both equine and feline anatomy.
Constructive comments are always welcome!
