My Life on a Cassette Tape

Button Mash slowly shifted from his bed. Looking about, he almost panicked at seeing an unfamiliar room, fortunately, he got himself together as he remembered where he was. Standing up, he gave a stretch, pausing as he realized what he had gone to sleep in. It was the same outfit he had gone to Cre-... Be-... the same outfit he had gone to the place where Cress was in. He had wanted to change immediately upon being released from the artifact's effects, but being completely worn out from jacking off constantly for a few hours, having spent every bit of himself he could and then following through with the motions past that point really did make one too tired to care about what they were wearing.

Pulling at the thong that sank into his ass to make it not dig in so much, he felt hot realizing how scandalous this outfit was. The only reason his privates weren't technically visible was a cloth codpiece that held his bulge comfortably. The fish net stockings he still was in weren't that uncomfortable, a tiny thought scratching at the back of his brain asking if he might wear them under his jeans later on. The top he wore was another matter. Well... top was a generous word. Vest was more of an appropriate term. A very small vest.

He heard slow footsteps coming from the direction door, which likely let out into some hall or another. Moving over, he listened and could hear muffled words as the pony moved slowly down the way. Maybe it was one of Cress' girls. There was Berry... eh, Sprinkles, and... Jackdaw? That didn't sound right. Either way, they might be able to help him get some clothes, any clothes really.

Opening the door slowly, he stuck his hand out, waving at the pony. "H-hey! Hold up a moment, please!" The footsteps paused. "Yes!" He whispered to himself. He had gotten somepony to help him. The pony moved up to the door and... pushed it fully open! Button was so taken aback by this he jumped away from the door in surprise, cursing his flighty attitude for betraying him to the whims of fate.

He froze. In the doorway was a mare he knew only briefly. The mare with the cup who made him like this. His eyes widened in fear. Had she come for him? Was she going to take his newly found freedom away?! Was she going to make him a slave?! Was sh- WHY WAS SHE NAKED AND RUBBING ONE OUT RIGHT IN FRONT OF HIM?!

"I will serve you however you wish. What may I do to please you?" She said in an even tone, still playing with herself. Button blinked multiple times, looking the mare up and down. What was she on about? Serve?

Cress. Somehow Button knew Cress had taken her, had made her a slave, and was now giving her a taste of her own medicine. She was as good as a toy now. A sex doll that breathed and could take requests. That thought hit Button as off, but oh so sexy. His cloth codpiece fought valiantly, struggling to keep its charge covered, but as it went full mast, the codpiece simply couldn't help itself. It had been through so much, and the fact that it wasn't tightened how it should've been caused it to strain before the cords attaching its top to the small belt like object Button wore came undone, letting Button's penis come to uncovered attention. Button honestly didn't care at this point, it was just saving him a step.

"Close the door." She nodded, and slowly closed the door. She was well muscled, just as he remembered. She was imposing, even when completely docile towards him, but beyond that, Button felt she was truly a beauty to behold. Not an inch of her wobbled, every piece like it was chiseled out of stone.

Without thinking, he took a step forward as he secured the door's latch, and began to run his hands over her. She relaxed her posture, giving him free reign over her body. She was a perfect, sexy statue. Running his hands up and down her sides, he relished the sensation of her skin against his, feeling the powerful muscles beneath the skin, letting his fingers trace up and down the valleys of her musculature.

His hands glided down to her butt, swirling around as he marveled at how tight it was. Slapping it, it barely moved, a nice reddened hand print left. Running his hands up, he grabbed her shoulders and turned her around, the statuesque mare complying. Facing him now, Button could see the mare, standing there at attention, not hiding anything.

He ran his hands up and down her sides and arms, feeling every dip and swell of muscle. She was amazing. Moving his hands, he went to the one place he always had wanted to touch. The one place that he hadn't even touched when he had control over a mare because it felt to... to intimate. He reached a gently shaking hand out and placed his fingers on the mare's cheek. Running his hand down her face, he shivered in erotic tension. She was beautiful when she wasn't absolutely fucking terrifying.

Stroking her face, letting a finger prod her lips, he slipped his hands down and traced circles around her breasts in wonder. They weren't as small as he might've thought would be common for military mares, then again, he wasn't judging. Based on his limited knowledge, he had to say they were likely C cups. He slowly hefted them, feeling their weight. He gave them a gentle squeeze, eliciting a groan from the mare he played with. He knew the feeling, oddly enough. He could recall what it felt like to have boobs played with, even if his sympathetic nervous system generally lacked information on the subject.

Based on what he could recall, he moved his fingers and gave each nipple a gentle pinch and twist, gaining another groan of pleasure from the mare. His dick was threatening to get more erect than physically possible. He smiled at the mare, lifting himself onto his tip toes to give the mare a kiss on the mouth, his arms, as if on reflex, moved around her in a tender hug. He loved this. He didn't have to rush, he could finally savor being with a mare. His tongue played with hers as he explored her, pressing her closer to him. She was so warm, so... beautiful.

He finally broke the kiss, a dopey smile on his face as he looked her over, no longer seeing the terrifying mare that had stripped him of freedom, but a beautiful mare who was under his power without him having to bamf into her. No more confusing arguments with himself about being bi, now he could enjoy a mare, a real mare, and not have to worry about anything. His hands lifted again to her sides, running down slowly until they reached the hips, and then slipped around to grip her buttocks. Still firm, still wonderful.

He leaned against her, his head resting just above her breasts. Her warmth felt almost as amazing as the rest of her. The real body of a mare, and no rush at all as his hands slowly drifted away from the well toned ass to run up and down on the thighs of the mare. Firm and muscular, not an inch of this mare was flabby, or even scraggly or scrawny... well her breasts would wiggle, but that was to be expected. They were just as supple as they should be, but the pecs underneath were doubtlessly more powerful than any other mare's that he had had the pleasure of being with.

He stepped back from her, admiring every inch of her, before moving up again to kiss her, placing his hands to frame her face as he drank in her sweet scent, her wondrous warmth, and all-consuming beauty. She was amazing. She was perfect. Once again he broke the kiss, still trying to keep on his feet as the world span in ecstasy, even more so than when he actually fucked. She was... she was amazing, even as a statue.

He looked back to the small bed that was in the room. Could it handle the two of them? It might have to. He looked back to her, feeling he could make this better, but not entirely sure how. And then it hit him. She wasn't acting because he hadn't commanded it! He'd have to figure out a way to keep her under control, but also get her to act less like a puppet on strings and more like an AI in a game - a very sexy game, likely with some sort of puzzle game you had to solve to complete dates and have sex.

"I want you to... uh... act sexy." He said simply, hoping it would work. Life suddenly seemed to spark in the mare's eyes as she smirked saucily at Button. She bent down and kissed him, running her hands over him. He froze for a second, but then, as she wrapped her tongue around his and worked the straps of the outlandish outfit he was still in - her strong, yet delicate fingers working and shifting against his skin with electric shocks of pleasure coursing through him with each motion - he melted into it, his arms wrapping around her and gliding across every inch of her well muscled back. This was amazing!

Soon he was naked except for the stockings and their straps, and he loved it, his hands shifting to grope the mare's chest, gaining more groans. He leaned forward, pressing her against the door as he latched onto one of the nipples with his mouth while he played with the other with a few skilled fingers, driving her metaphorically and literally up the wall... door. Her moans egged him on as he pressed further, slipping his free hand to trace around her pussy, causing her to quiver in anticipation.

Suddenly she pushed him back, and he feared he might've gone to far and have upset her, only to be shocked further as she fell to her knees before him and grabbed his waist, pulling him forward. She opened her mouth in a whorish expression as she swallowed the entire length of his stallionhood, her nose pressing against his unshaven crotch. Nestling her nose into his bush, rubbing his dick inside of her throat, Button let out a groan of his own as he set his hands on her head, pushing her back slightly, before ramming her back down.

She took the hint and began the blowjob in earnest. Her tongue wrapped about his member, stroking it fiercely, yet tenderly. One of her free hands came up and fondled his balls as she continued to deepthroat his dick, surprising him with how she was able to breathe with how fast she went. She was breathing, right? She wasn't choking on his dick? That would be sexy though...

Suddenly the other hand that remained unaccounted for was accounted for, as as Button felt himself rising towards climax, the missing hand shot up and poked into his asshole while the first hand pulled and squeezed gently on his balls, sending him well past the edge. He shot his semen straight into the mare's stomach, mesmerized with her swallows that fell right between his ejaculations with perfect rhythm, providing all the more pleasure as she went.

As Button came down, he watched as the mare cleaned him off with a last few insistent sucks, leaving his dick wet, but clean. "That was delicious, thank you for my treat, Master." That made Button shoot back up. If he was lowering, his dick went back full mast in an instant. Master? That did it for Button as he grabbed her hand and pulled her along, throwing her onto the bed, though it was more of he forcefully guided her to the bed and then watched as she willingly flopped onto the bed, spreading her legs and folds for him.

Button licked his lips and gave his dick a few strokes for luck as he moved onto the bed and came up between the mare's legs, nervous and erotic energies swirling about inside of him. Putting his hands on her sides underneath her armpits, he lined up and slowly made his entrance into the mare. She moaned in pleasure as Button finally bottomed out inside of her, relishing the feeling he had never had let himself enjoy. The mare wrapped her legs around his back, locking him in place with only enough space to pull a tad bit back, but not out, before plunging back in - and so Button did just that. Pulling back, he reached the limit of the mare's grace, before diving back in, pulling back almost immediately before plumbing her depths once again.

He fucked her, moaning in his own pleasure as she began to scream and pant. "M-master! Oh Master, fuck yes! Oh Master, please fuck me! Please, Master, make me cum! Make me cum~!" Button pounded harder and harder, the mare's legs tightening around him giving him less space to move, but he didn't care as he continued to rock in and out of the mare, relishing the sensations that were his reality now. This was amazing! Button wasn't sure if he could go back to only anal and oral now. Sure, they were wonderful in their own right, but this - THIS was blowing his mind as he continued to find new heights of pleasure as the mare's pussy, made exactly for this, clenched about him, pulsed about him, and drove him higher and higher.

Every moment was an electric shot of pleasure, a blast of ecstasy, a glimpse of paradise, and Button was going to ride it as long as he could. He felt himself getting close, but he knew he wouldn't stop.

"I'm going to cum! Cum with me!" He shouted as he felt himself go over the point of no return. Suddenly, his world exploded, and he came inside the mare as she screamed out in her own orgasm. They hung in that shared orgasm for a while. Riding the afterglow for what seemed to them a lifetime. It was wonderful, it was bliss. As it faded, Button began to rock back and forth again inside the mare, this time giving her a gentle fucking as he stooped down and kissed her luscious lips. The two kept fucking, kept kissing, and when they finally finished with fucking, they simply lay beside each other, sweat and ejaculated covered messes.

As he slowly drifted off again, his hand reached out and grabbed the mare's hand, a content smile on his face as his eyes slowly closed. "Stay with me, please." he whispered as sleep finally overtook him, nestled against the mare.