Unorthodox Job

It was a fairly long trek from the slave ring to her home. And all the while, Silverstream had a certain gryphon locked up in a duffel bag slung over her back. Eventually, Gallus’ initial fear over getting bound and gagged melted away into general boredom and annoyance at that boredom. He couldn’t even shimmy around too much, being bound and all. He could merely tap along his chest as he waited and waited, his only sign of progression being the gentle rock of Silverstream’s walking beneath her.

Eventually, though, he’d feel his captor leap up and swan dive into water, the duffel bag seeming to resist it, thankfully. She swam across the water’s surface and towards whatever is on the surface. Silverstream had the power to switch from her winged form to her aqueous form, where she adopted fins and a fish tail. With which, she plowed through the water at high speeds, jostling the bag Gallus was in. He shuddered and shook around in worry, though he couldn’t do much while he was bound up. He thrashed against the stuff and shook his mouth to try and get the gag off, but he couldn’t do anything. That pony made sure he was bound securely.

He sighed and fell limp in the bag, grumbling in annoyance. He recognized that this’d be a long, long trek. At the very least, the end of this long, long walk was rearing its head, if this body of water she was swimming through was in fact the same kind of body of water Gallus was thinking it was. Of course, there was the fear of what exactly would happen once he reached that end and officially started his slavery. One year, that was what he’d have to sit through. Despite Silverstream’s reaction upon first seeing his situation, Gallus couldn’t really see whatever she’s up to being particularly harmful. Maybe she’d just like to lie him down, spend a passionate night with him or two, maybe have them share a meal and/or a date. Whatever the case, Gallus figured that he’d be in no danger once Silverstream would finally release him.

Eventually, she’d stop swimming and climb up onto a platform in the middle of the water. There, she got into her land form and shook the water off of her, as she walked into the door in the side of it. She quickly closed it behind her, and locked it. Once inside, she slid the bag off of her shoulder and onto the floor, where she grabbed the zipper. In a quick motion, she unzipped it and Gallus’s eyes stung as the light finally poured into his dark space. With freedom in sight, Gallus’s squealing and wriggling intensified.

“Welcome home, buddy!” she declared. She reached in and pulled the squirming boy out and onto the floor, where she began undoing the bindings. “Thanks for being so cooperative by the way! That could’ve gotten a lot more annoying if you kept on wriggling around!” She’d undo the gag before she’d undo the rest of his bindings. At that, he gagged and hacked, trying to refill his maw with saliva.

“Ugh, that was so annoying,” he muttered. He then turned towards Silverstream as she undid the ropes around him. “Ugh, thanks for getting me out of there. Still, I have to ask, what were you doing over at that slave seller’s place?”

“My mom gave me some bits to buy a slave for myself!” she said as she undid the ropes. “I thought to go check out something more exotic than the other hippogriffs. So I went over there, when I suddenly found you! And now you know the rest!”

“Yeah, yeah, I guess,” Gallus muttered as the bindings were soon removed. He sat up, before standing on his legs and stretching out his limbs. “Again, thanks for the rescue. We’ll just hang around, maybe play whatever games you want, and-“ However, he was quickly shut up by the sound of cast iron shut around him. His eyes widened and he glanced down in worry. There, he’d spy a cast iron ring locked around his neck like a really tight necklace. Said ring had hanging from it a tag with the name “Gallus” engraved in it. “What is-?” As he spoke, he reached up to try and pry at it. When he pulled at it, he suddenly felt a jolt of electricity course through him, his fur standing on end and his wings extending far outwards. It lasted for just over a second, but still felt intense. “Yowch! What was that?!”

“Silly! You can’t just take that thing off!” Silverstream said. “That owner pony gave it to me to ‘keep you in line’ as she put it! If you try to take it off, it’ll shock you! If you disobey me, it’ll shock you too!” Gallus looked over at her in worry and betrayal. He hadn’t expected her to ever do something as underhanded as that. Why would she do something so… evil? “You know, I should really test this to make sure it works.” She then cleared her throat and tapped her chin in contemplation. “Oh I could do anything right now, but what’d be good enough to service a test run…?” Eventually, she snapped her fingers. “I know!”

With that, she adjusted herself in front of her, and brushed her mane as she eyed Gallus a worrying look. Gallus felt himself shudder as she looked on him.

“Oh Gallus~ Won’t you kiss my cheek?” she asked. Gallus rose his brow, as if he couldn’t believe it. However, a gentle tingle told him he couldn’t contemplate too long. It was slowly building up, as if threatening to turn into a full on storm if he waited too long. He sighed and began leaning forwards, twisting his head to make sure he’d align with one of her cheeks. Then, with a few breaths to psyche himself up, he leaned forwards, and smooched her cheek. Silverstream squealed in excitement once he did. “Do it again!”

Gallus rolled his eyes at that, but he could feel the tingle of defiance again threaten to course through him with great intensity. He leaned in, and kissed her cheek again.

“EEEEEEEE!” Silverstream squealed while kicking about excitedly. She then oriented herself to offer the other cheek. “Now this one!” Gallus complied with a bit more ease than before, now getting to understand his situation more. Gallus was blushing a storm, and Silverstream was now also starting to blush, growing more and more excited for how subservient her new slave was already acting. “Ok ok! One more test!” she decided. Gallus sighed at what appeared to be the end of this humiliating session here. He stood back as Silverstream quickly jumped and spun in the air, before ending up turned around. The hippogriff leaned down forwards and hiked her rump into the air, her tail hitched up while she shook her tush before him, causing the gryphon to blush harder while he watched her booty, simply following their movement with his eyes while he felt annoyance begin to creep up.

“Silverstream, please no…” Gallus muttered. However, even from behind, he could tell that his friend had a giant grin on her face.

“Come on, you only have to kiss one of them! Right in the middle of the cheek!” she said excitedly.

“Come on Silverstream, you gotta admit this is weird,” Gallus argued. However, he could still feel his ring tingling, energy building with intent of punishing for daring not to want to kiss somepony on the butt. “I-I was quick to kiss your face cheeks, isn’t that proof enough that the test works? A-at least maybe you can choose somewhere else?”

“I dunno, you don’t seem very cooperative right now~” Silverstream said in a sing song. And all the while, she shook, though not in a taunt. She was clearly excited to see how far she could get with this boy and if she could get him to tend to any and all parts of her. And that excitement mobilized as her hind legs quaking around. Gallus felt the charge get stronger and stronger. He started to lift a claw in hopes of removing it, but deep down he knew better, and so he lowered it.

“Grr… Grah!” he grunted. He suddenly plunged puckered lips-first and shut his eyes in hopes that this’d make this easier to get through. And so, he managed to plant down in the middle of her left buttock, at which she stopped her shaking and instead squealed a girlish squeal, her upper half now rocking with excitement.

“Oh Gally~! I knew you’d show your love!” she squealed. Gallus rolled his eyes, both at the nickname and her elation. So, he pulled his lips off of her, and then spat at the ground while Silverstream got out of her pose and turned around to face him.

“Ugh, gross,” he remarked. It wasn’t actually gross, she was actually fairly nice and unnaturally clean. Still, regardless of the hindquarters, he’d sooner avoid anything like that again. “You better not do stuff like that again.”

“Oh, we’ll see~” Silverstream cooed. “For now, I think I gotta show you to your quarters!” She leaned in and held Gallus by the shoulder, before he began tugging him deeper into the house. He sighed as they did so. As he did, he’d get to see beyond the lobby, what he could only describe as a living room, showing off a cushy couch with velvet, pink cushions. In the middle of the living room was a pool of water that looked to be possibly as deep as the lake they were in, possibly leading down into the building beneath the water.

From the living room, he can see aspects of what he’d assume to belong to other rooms, except meshed in here. He could see an oven in oven pressed up against one of the walls, a sink that only had a few pieces of silverware in it, he saw a pile of cushy pillows that looked like they’ve been bounced on all over, and a pristine, ivory table that doesn’t look to’ve been eaten at at any point recently. He saw a couple of sea ponies slumped over and sleeping, before suddenly springing up when the two entered. One was a guy wearing some sort of butler outfit, and two ladies dressed up like maids. They also wore rings like Gallus’. He’d see three ivory doors leading from this room and to rooms he couldn’t quite discern.

“This is where I stay and have fun and eat!” Silverstream said. She then motioned towards the doors one by one. “Over there is the bathroom, over there is the guest bedroom, and over there is my bedroom!”

“Uh, who’re these three?” Gallus asked as he looked over at the sea ponies. The butler was rushing over to the oven and stood before it, while the maids made themselves look busy by cleaning spots that were clearly clean, one scrubbing at the table and one dusting the pillows.

“Graduation gifts!” Silverstream said. “They clean stuff up, prepare my meals, and pamper me! I tried to do boyfriend and/or girlfriend stuff with them, but I dunno, it never felt right. I asked mom where she got those three, and I found you, and now you’re here!” Gallus blushed as she spoke, especially when she brought up boyfriend and girlfriend stuff.

“U-uh, what exactly did you need of me that you couldn’t get from those other three?”

“I already told you! I wanna fuck you!” Silverstream said in alarming excitement. “And fuck and fuck and fuck and fuck and fuck-!”

“O-ok, I think I get it now,” Gallus said, trying to wave her off. “But, isn’t it a little random to go for me? Y-you seemed to target me specifically above any other pony locked up back there.” Silverstream retorted with a giggle.

“Come on, you’re cute!” Silverstream said. “Got a sweet color, fine build,” and as she listed, she drew back and lifted a hand cupping one of Gallus buttocks, much to his embarrassment. “Wonderful features~” He shuddered in her grip and was about to step away. “Stand still.” Gallus’ attempt at fleeing was swiftly halted with two words. He could only stand there and blush while Silverstream groped at his rump. He could hear her heart bumping with excitement as she kept on. Eventually, with a dreamy sigh, she pulled away. “So yeah, that’s why I wanted to bring you with me!”

Gallus looked at her wearily, still blushing. He could feel his heart pounding, and was breathing heavily to try and steady himself. He held his chest with one hand as he did so, while bringing his tail down to protectively shield his rump.

“U-uh, I-I have to ask now…” Gallus muttered. “I mean, h-how long have-have you felt like this?” Silverstream tilted her head in confusion. “Y-you know, how long have you, ahem, admired my, what you call, cuteness? Admired my color and build? And admired my, ahem, features…?”

“…Hm, how long, how long?” she muttered to herself while stroking her chin. She seemed less like she was searching her memory and more like she was trying to find a time frame that sounded more excusable. “Uh… hey, I think I should show you your living space!” she suddenly declared.

“Silverstream?” Gallus asked. However, the sea pony was already leading him deeper in, and towards the door that she’d motioned towards when she said “bedroom”. She’d open the door and lead him deeper in, where he’d see a very pastel room. The floor was covered in wine red carpeting, while a bed towards the edge of it had a golden frame, a yellow mattress, and a green blanket and pillow. The head of the bed bore gold spikes and a golden pair of shafts on either corner at the head, golden seahorses posted at the top of those pillars. The head was also lined with a clam shell-like backing.

Besides it, there was a dresser with a pearl shade to it near one of the similarly pearly wall, which curled around the room in a dome-like fashion. He’d also see a nightstand nearby seemingly made of the same material as the bed frame. Near the bed, he’d see a similarly same-material pole embedded in the ground, and near it was a similarly golden table. Said pole had, attached to it, a leather lead akin to a dog’s leash. Already, Gallus had pretty bad feelings about this room.

“Here is where you’ll be staying for your duration,” Silverstream said while motioning towards the pole. “I’ll make sure you get fed well, and I’ll hang out with you and pet you and squeeze you and hug you and fuck you and-!”

“Sl-slow down,” Gallus said while trying to wave her down. “A-are you really saying that I’ll have to stay in this room or something?”

“Mhmm!” Silverstream said with an excited nod. “Trust me, I’ll be a really good owner! I’ll make sure you get fed well, I’ll hang out with you and pet you and squeeze you and fuck you and-“ she repeated. But Gallus shook his head and again waved her down

“Come on, you’ve gotta admit that this is weird!” Gallus squealed. “I-I have to go out, to feel the sun, to breath the fresh air, extend my limbs… I can’t just sit here and wait to do stuff with you.”

“I’m sorry Gallus, but you kind of have to,” Silverstream said. She then pointed down at Gallus’ collar. Gallus followed where she was pointing, and the truth began to dawn on him. “I could make it an order. Then you’d get all tingly until you do it.” At that, Gallus sighed and bowed his head. He then glumly walked over towards the pole in the room, Gallus skipping after him excitedly. He soon sat right beside the pole, soon greeted by Silverstream as she took up the leash. She put it on Gallus’ ring, and clipped it tightly. She gave a few practice tugs on it, and it stood firm.

“Perfect!” she declared. “I’ll have my cook cook up something good for you, just wait here!” With that, she turned and skipped away, leaving Gallus in the room and on the leash, him sighing in annoyance. He’d simply sit there for a while, slowly getting more and more bored. Eventually, he’d walk over to the bed to potentially lay on it. However, it was only upon getting close that he felt uncomfortable.

He couldn’t believe that he’d gone and considered sleeping on another pony’s bed. He looked over it, and could see the faint outline of Silverstream’s lying body on the mattress. He leaned in close, and was greeted with the pungent smell of the sea pony. He initially reared back upon realizing he was able to smell the one that was on it, before his brain began to process it. That mattress bore a strangely fruity smell. Was this what she smelled like, or something else? He carefully leaned in and took a few cautious sniffs. It smelled… good?

He felt himself nearing the mattress, threatening to bury his nostrils into the sheets. However, he shook his head and pulled away, rubbing his forehead.

“Ugh, what am I doing?” Gallus said to himself. “I’ve just been bought like livestock. I can’t do something that intimate, especially while she isn’t in the room.” He walked away from the bed, and felt his head urging to glance back at it. He shook his head as he neared the pole, before sitting next to it. “I’m not going to… I’m not going to…” He sighed and tried to relax against the pole. Occasionally, he’d reach up to try and adjust his ring, though any attempts to slip his finger between his neck and the ring would be greeted with a jolt through his form. He guessed he’d just have to stay here and be uncomfortable.

And wait he did. And wait, and wait, and wait, and wait. And all the while, that bed seemed to usher his attention towards it, as if begging to be smelled.

“Ngh… No way,” he said as he waved down the bed, seeming to believe in the moment that he could reason with it. And so he’d keep waiting…

He’d later be lying on the ground and snoring, having been bored out of his mind. He was grateful that the floor was at least nice. Soon, though, his rest would be interrupted by the noise of the door creaking open. With a groan, he’d crane himself back awake, and find himself looking at Silverstream, who held a platter of hayburgers, and a glass of lemonade.

“I got you dinner~!” she cheered. As she did, she’d skipped towards that table near the pole Gallus was stuck to.

“Man, I’m starving,” Gallus remarked. He then began to walk over to it, where he’d sit at the table and begin taking up the food and chomping into it. Meanwhile, Silverstream was heading elsewhere in the room, towards a dresser out of reach. Gallus felt it was innocuous enough, though found it kind of weird that she’d be going to it so late in the day. Maybe that was normal? He didn’t know. For now, he just had his food to tend to. And so he’d eat, and eat and eat, before eventually exhausting the platter.

“Mmm~” Gallus muttered, patting his belly. “Oh man that’s good~!”

“Glad you’re so happy!” Silverstream chirped, still searching through her dresser. And now, having finished his meal, Gallus felt a little stranger about her doing that.

“Hey, uh, what exactly are you looking for?” Gallus asked her.

“Oh, I’m just organizing a few things over here,” Silverstream said. “Remember, I said we’d fuck and fuck and fuck and fuck, and we haven’t done that yet!”

“Uh…” Gallus said in worry. “A-and why do you have to look in there to do that with me?”

“Oh silly, did you think I’d snatch a slave up for something plain?” Silverstream said with a giggle. Gallus’ eyes widened at that and he felt fear creep through his spine. “I thought to buy a few things ahead of time to have fun with you! …And I think I got the last of it!” With that, she first pulled up a pair of handcuffs, though not real-looking ones. Instead of metal bands, the cuffs were fuzzy, clearly more intended for play than for detaining. Though, that wasn’t to say detaining wasn’t a thing they could do. “Head over on top of the bed for me, won’t you?”

Gallus felt worried about the cuffs, though knew he couldn’t fight back. He could already feel the slave ring on him tingling threateningly. So, he’d scamper over towards the bed, where he’d climb up on top of it and lay over it. Once more, that tingling halted. Silverstream would skip towards the bed, bouncing all the while, before she’d bounce over the foot of the bed and slam right upon the mattress, giving the whole thing and Gallus a little bounce.

The gryphon found himself sprawled out on his back, stunned by the strike. Faster than he could react, Silverstream lunged forwards and grabbed his wrist, where she dragged it towards one of the posts at the head, and strapped it to it. Gallus gave a few tugs on it, and sure enough, it was firm. In the meantime, Silverstream would hold his leash, before undoing it and letting it drop to the ground.

“Needed to get that thing outta the way!” Silverstream declared. “And now, with everything out of the way, there’s nothing stopping me from playing with you~” Gallus remained wide eyed and blushing, wriggling weakly underneath her in worry. Meanwhile, the sea pony began to grope around him, lewdly cooing and moaning as she squeezed his various muscles. He shivered at each poke and prod, before she eventually flipped him around on his belly and over her lap. With him laid out, Silverstream began stroking his back, which only got him shivering more. “Shhhh~ You’re in good claws~”

“Nnng… S-Silverstream…?” Gallus muttered in uncharacteristic worry. He’d then be shut up, instead letting out a surprised yelp as the sea pony gripped his rear. She began by cupping either cheek and squeezing while her other claw stroked his back. And to make things worse, her thumb would occasionally dip between his cheeks, not quite deep enough to touch anything within his buttocks, but still lewd enough to send shivers up his spine. She teased and teased, before she’d raise that claw high up in the air. Gallus, of course, was worried. “Silverstream! Don’t-!” he shouted.

However, her hand would whip down and smack him right on his rear! He yelped out in shock at that strike, and would begin struggling harder and harder. However, her once comforting, stroking hand had turned into one that’d pin him down, holding him tightly against her lap while she reared up again, and swung.

“Hee hee~! Your butt’s all jiggly!” she giggled as she smacked some more. Gallus grunted and groaned in pain as she kept on smacking, all while kicking around wildly.

“Sweet Celestia! Stop it! Please!” Gallus shouted out as she kept on smacking. She seemed intent on spanking him raw! She was beating him until his rump was nice and tender and what was a mild sting would escalate into full blown torture. However, after enough of that, Silverstream stopped, and merely held his buttocks and admired her work. His formerly blue feather-covered behind was red with sting. His previous flailing and kicking died down into weak twitches and light moans of pain. And Silverstream, meanwhile, merely stroked his behind, while also using the moment to grope him.

“This butt is even better than I dreamed it’d be~” she cooed in amazement. She stroked and groped, and the gryphon was too weak to offer much more resistance than a few weak wriggles. Silverstream merely stroked and stroked, a big grin on her face. Then, with a cheeky grin, she thrusted her fingers between his cheeks and under his tail.

“Wah!” Gallus yelped out, wriggling harder at the sudden penetration. Silverstream snickered and teased his booty a little, gently fingering at it, before pulling away.

“Heh heh~ We can mess with that stuff later~” the sea pony giggled. She then gently placed Gallus back on the bed, before she got up and headed towards the dresser again. She’d organized it earlier, so she was able to find exactly what she was looking for, some sort of ring. “Ok, big boy~ I want you to keep those legs spread!”

“H-hm?” Gallus muttered in worry. However, it’s not like he could stop himself from obeying her. So, while he was laid on his back, he lifted his legs and spread them outwards, forced to show off his package. Silverstream trotted up to the foot of the bed, and the whole time she was eyeing his package. Gallus felt hopelessly, hopelessly exposed before her, like he was being eyed up be a predator. However, despite the danger, or maybe even because of it, he felt all tingly. He wanted to clench his legs together to protect himself, but was compelled to keep them apart due to the slave collar. Soon, Silverstream was at the foot, looking down at him hungrily.

She brought up a hand, and licked it and her fingers. Gallus wriggled about in discomfort as she did so, before she held her hand outwards and wiggled her fingers. And then, she lunged down and grabbed tight!

“A-ah!” Gallus grunted, before trying to reach down to grab her grasping hand. However, a few strokes on her end stopped him, causing him to moan out and shiver on top of that bed. “A-ah! S-Silverstream~!” She stroked and stroked, and licked her lips hungrily as she did so. Up and down, up and down she went, and he got more and more tingly.

“Mmm~ I want this bad boy nice and hard for me~” she cooed. She kept on rubbing and rubbing, and Gallus would feel her wet, slippery hand glide from his base to his tip, alternating between squeezing him like a tube of toothpaste on the way up, to tickling his tip when she got up there. Gallus was kicking and flailing, beating the mattress with a fist as she rubbed him. He knew that if she got him where she wanted him, he was in trouble. Despite that fear in the back of his mind, he was getting harder and harder, his toes curling painfully tight.

“Yes~ Yes~!” Silverstream cooed as she kept on rubbing. Soon, her prey was rigid, hard as a rock in her hand. And with it upright, she took that ring she grabbed, and pulled it open with a “snap” noise. Then, she brought the ring to his base, where she shut the ring. It felt painfully tight on him, too tight for him to possibly kick off or open up. “That’s to keep this thing up! I don’t want you getting soft on me too soon!”

“Soft…? Too soon?” Gallus repeated in confusion. Unfortunately, his answer would become painfully, painfully apparent as the sea pony climbed up onto the bed, where she’d carefully plant her hands around him, just barely missing his form. However, their closeness would merely serve to remind Gallus who was the predator here. Her hind legs would soon shove themselves under Gallus’ thighs, and she’d lean her lower body down, which allowed the gryphon to see her nether lips dangerously close to his crotch.

Silverstream reached down with one hand, where she’d gently spread her pussy, revealing the vaginal walls, already slick with arousal that she must’ve accrued either while she spanked Gallus, or throughout the day as she waited for this moment. Whatever the answer, neither was a pleasant thought for the gryphon. He was frozen in place as his assailant blushed and moaned, making sure she was wide open for him. Then, with a gentle sigh, she lowered herself, her legs hooking his thighs and keeping them spread out, before she forced him inside her in an amazon press. Gallus’ legs squeezed tight and his tail swished around erratically as he was forced deep into her, Silverstream gasping out upon entry.

Now, she set her claws on his chest as she heaved, Gallus’ entire form trembling beneath her claws as she gave a few bucks, raising up a little, only to shove herself downwards and force him up inside her. She’d start at a steady, slow pace, where she’d shove herself just a few centimeters above the ring, before lifting herself up to about half way to the tip. Gallus’ chest heaved and his face was red as she pumped him full of stimulation and emotions.

“N-ngh! S-Silverstream…” he grunted out.

“I know, I know~” Silverstream gasped out as she kept on riding him. Up and down she kept going, Gallus waving his fore legs about. He felt himself frantically grasping around for anything to hold onto, as if he were about to fall from a climbing wall. Once claw was unable to go more than a few inches from the post, but the other swept about in front of him and trembled as feelings he’d never felt before ravaged his form.

“Mmm~ Your shaking is making this soooo gooooood~” Silverstream cooed as she pressed down on Gallus’ underbelly. “I-I can feel you shake about inside me, and all under me… I feel soooo good~ P-please keep shaking~” The more she spoke, the more she clenched her fingers around him, digging her claws into him. He gasped out and thrashed a little harder as he felt her claws threaten to pierce his hide.

“S-Silver! Y-your claws!” Gallus gasped out. However, instead of understanding or mercy, he’d instead be greeted by a knowing smirk on the girl’s lips. Instead, she made sure her fingertips hooked his flesh, before she dragged them down his underbelly. Gallus gasped out and thrashed harder and harder. “Silver!!!”

“Mmm~ Y-you keep squirming like that, and I’ll n-never stop!” Silverstream cooed. Her own hips were now beginning to quake in response to the stimulation running through her form, which meant she vibrated around him and stimulated him more and more. She’d soon reach just above his waistline, before bringing her claws up and raking through his form again, still pounding away while the boy grew too overwhelmed to even speak. His head was laid flat against the pillow and his tongue was now lulled past his beak. His body seemed less able to react to his own will, and more merely responded to the stimulation and the scratching. More and more she pumped, and closer and closer to the edge Gallus felt himself near.

One more… two more…

“N-n-ngggggh!” Gallus grunted. Silverstream lifted off him the moment he grunted, and just in time, as she’d then see his semen fly out and over his underbelly. With that, he was left gasping and gasping, expecting to go flaccid. However, the ring… It held tightly, refusing to let the blood leave his appendage. Silverstream ran her arm over it to clean it a little, before her crotch was back in place.

“I’m… still… hungry~” Silverstream panted. Gallus’ eyes widened, and round 2 started. The bed squeaked and creaked as the two bounced, Silverstream’s pussy squeezing him tightly while she pounded him harder than before, keeping on scratching him in a threatening fashion. If she hadn’t refused to drawn blood before, Gallus would’ve been convinced she was out to kill him right now, especially now that her pounding got more intense upon his previously spent dick.

“S-Silver! Y-you’re breaking me!” Gallus grunted out in worry. However, the sea pony didn’t seem bothered by his worry as she kept on pumping and pumping, her vagina expertly milking and squeezing him. It wouldn’t be long before he came again. And again. And again. And again.

It felt like she rode him for hours before, with a dream-filled moan, Silverstream would soon fall forwards and on top of him. Now, she’d wrapped her fore legs around his torso and hugged him tightly in a post coitus bliss, both parties panting and all sweaty. Silverstream may’ve felt weak against his form, but he was outright limp on that mattress. The two would merely try and catch their breath and recover after all of that. Of course, Silverstream would recover sooner, at which point she’d reach back, and undo his cock ring, letting his cock finally rest.

“Oh, thank Celestia…” Gallus grunted, panting more and more. Silverstream was still catching her breath, before she looked over his face. She leaned in, and kissed him on the cheek. She leaned down and rested on his chest while she held him tightly, occasionally letting out an “oh wow”.

“O-okay, wow, that was… intense,” Gallus started. “Please tell me you don’t plan on us doing this every night!”

“Of course not, silly!” Silverstream cheered.

“Oh, thank Celestia!”

“Tonight was a warm-up! Tomorrow we break out the fun toys!”

“Wait, what?”

“Oh, just rest your silly head,” Silverstream cooed. “We’ve got a-a lot of energy to get back.” With that, she yawned, before leaning down and resting on his chest like it was some sort of pillow. Gallus panted too, though he felt a slight twinge of fear in his core. He panted and panted, before he felt exhaustion threaten to take its hold. For now, with her on top of him and himself cuffed, he decided that maybe the best thing to do was to relax.

With that, he let out a defeated sigh and lied back on the pillow, falling asleep while being lulled into his slumber to the smell of whatever that fruity smell on the bed was.