The Corps of Fillies

The two ponies stood in silence for a while. The moment they were sharing was absolutely beautiful, and neither one wanted to tempt the hoof of fate. If they broke apart now, they might never again be able to experience such a peaceful encounter. It was almost devastatingly peaceful, as if some great tragedy were about to befall the two and these were their final seconds together. The silence was heavy, and it weighed greatly upon the hearts of the participants. But at the same time, they understood its cumbersome prospects, and this concept of love was not lost to their hearts.

But, as with everything in life, even that serene moment needed to close. So, Celestia gently backed away from Twilight and removed her robe, revealing her beauty in the sharply pale moonlight. Twilight was taken aback by her mistress, even though she had seen her nudity many times over. But this time was completely different. Normally, there would be candlelight and the soft, gentle streams of the trickling water feature that danced to its own acapella rhythm. At the head of the entire scene would stand Celestia, ready for the pleasurable exchange ahead.

Now, in the soft glow of the white orb above, she looked vulnerable. Twilight appreciated her beauty, yet became frightened for her very existence. She thought that Celestia might just decide to wisp away on the next whirl of the wind, dancing and singing her way into oblivion. Like some fairy from the old pony tales Twilight read when she was very young, Celestia might discard her feathers for some dew and gossamer and then fly away into the unknown. Twilight quivered with fear at the thought of losing her precious mistress, but then calmed when she realized that her theories were rather asinine.

“I take it…you wish to mate?” She asked gently.

She could just barely make out a smile and a nod, and so she began her work. She softly stepped forward and met the Princess. The partners kissed deeply, allowing their tongues to explore as they needed to. Twilight had never felt such a pulsating love from any kiss, and she decided to try and deepen it. She pressed forward slightly, and to her surprise, Celestia acquiesced and lay on her back. Twilight knew that the Princess was always dominant, except for the nights when she slept with her favorite fillies. This was a sign to her, and she pulled back from the kiss and smiled genuinely.

“I’m humbled, Your Majesty,” she said with gratitude.

“Twilight, my beloved young pony,” Celestia responded, “I always knew you’d follow in your dear mother’s hoof steps one day, which is why I’m going to appoint you as the new Captain of the Corps.”

Twilight’s mouth fell open in shock. Her? Captain? She could barely keep her own mind straight, let alone the entire Corps! She began shaking her head, but then saw the look in Celestia’s beautiful eyes. They glinted with honesty, kindness, and the purest forms of friendship. She felt loved by Celestia, and thoroughly appreciated. It was an absolute honor to be appointed to such a position, and obedience to her mistress was critical.

So, she bowed in loyalty and respect. “Thank you for your kindness, Princess,” she said, “I promise I’ll do my best in the position.”

“You can start by rutting me,” Celestia said as the familiar tone of lust reappeared in her voice, “and don’t you dare hold back.”

Twilight smirked as she and Celestia swapped roles for this session. She became the mistress, and the Princess became her plaything. But unlike Star Blazer, she wanted her submissive slave to enjoy everything that was coming. Within her style of pounding lay a lot of violence, but also a lot of love and pleasure. She wanted Celestia to experience every single aspect of it, because the Princess was normally the one administering the pleasure. Now, she got to receive it, and Twilight couldn’t have been happier in her newfound position on top of Celestia.

“Alright, my little toy,” she growled, “you’d better take it like a good filly!”

“Yes!” Celestia cried, “I’m your filly! Please, fuck me, Twilight!”

Twilight dared to smack Celestia in the face, but the Princess held out her chin for another blow. The purple filly’s hits were just hard enough to cause pain, but light enough so that it was an enjoyable experience. Celestia cried out with every slap, stimulating Twilight to absolute perfection. The filly felt as if she were on top of the very world, benefitting from some collective sexual energy that flowed from both of them. Her hits were many and varied, and she knew exactly which spots were the most sensitive. She targeted them ruthlessly, loving every single pained, yet pleasurable, cry that the white mare emitted.

“I love your smacks, my mistress,” Celestia cooed, “please, when do I get to get rutted?”

“Mm…my little filly wants her rutting,” Twilight purred right back as she got down and brushed her belly against Celestia’s, “but first, I think you need a feeding.”

Celestia’s eyes grew wide with excitement, but she knew better than to move. Within this particular style, it was considered disrespectful for the slave to do anything that the mistress did not explicitly tell them to do. So, she lay there with her pink eyes narrowed to slits, waiting for the inevitable. Her patience was admirable, as Twilight slowly slid her way up her body, moving her beautiful nipples closer and closer. They tantalized Celestia’s furry chest, leaving the ruler panting and desperately wanting more.

Suddenly, Twilight stuck her crotch in Celestia’s face. Being that these were two ponies, Twilight’s nipples were so wonderfully close to the jewel that rested between her haunches. Celestia was able to latch on and begin gulping down the warm, delicious milk that emanated from her new favorite filly. Twilight groaned as Celestia’s teeth bit down and her lips created the sucking motion so typical of this sexual style. She felt a beautiful connection with the Princess, and she didn’t want it to end. She wished that she could keep producing milk forever.

But alas, the stream soon dried, and Celestia drank her fill. Then, Twilight removed her crotch and bent down to kiss her. The two mares once again allowed their tongues to explore, and Celestia even managed to share some milk with Twilight. The purple filly was amazed at just how amazing her white and warm expulsion tasted. It was just the right amount of sweet. Then, she went back to Celestia’s special area and began to torture her plaything. But, unlike Star, it was an amazing torture. Celestia’s howls of pleasure were many, and she didn’t care who heard them. Simply put, were they to be walked in upon, the stallion or mare would just chalk it up to the Corps and then leave.

“OH, YES!” The princess screamed, “LICK ME, MY MISTRESS! LICK ME!”

“Mm…my filly likes these licks, doesn’t she?”

“YES! OH, YES, MY TWILIGHT! MM! OH! MORE! MORE! MORE!”

Twilight began to drag her tongue over Celestia’s vagina in an even faster motion. She became very excited when the jewel began winking at her, signaling that it was time to actually mate. She quickly disseminated the rest of her licking, and then mounted Celestia, looking deep into the older mare’s eyes. She smirked, reared her rump back, and then began to violently thrust at the ruler. Her eyes clouded over with lust, and she became wildly reckless with her pounding. It was controlled, yet so uncontrollable. Both mares were now screaming for all they were worth

“YES! POUND ME! RUT ME! FUCK ME! OH, FOR MY OWN SAKE, YES!” Celestia howled.

“OH, YEAH!” Twilight screamed as her own pleasure took ahold of her mind, “THAT’S IT, YOU BITCH! OH, YES! OH! OH! OH, FUCKING HELL, I LOVE YOU, CELESTIA!”

“I LOVE YOU TOO, TWILIGHT!” Celestia shrieked, “PLEASE, MY DARLING! OH! RIGHT THERE! RIGHT THERE, YOU WHORE! RIGHT THERE!”

“YEAH, I’M A WHORE! I’M A DIRTY LITTLE FILLY WHORE, AND YOU’RE MY DOUBLE!”

“YES! YES! I’M A WHORE, TOO!”

The cycle of screaming, insults, and cursing went on for a few more moments until both ponies felt the sweet release of an orgasm coming on. Twilight thought about denying Celestia, but then remembered that she had just been given a position of influence and importance. She didn’t want to mess up her new friendship just now. So, she decided to give Celestia the best orgasm she’d ever had. The filly ramped up her rump, thrusting in and out with such frequency, she might as well have tried to move the very earth beneath them.

Suddenly, Celestia’s eyes rolled back in her head and she let out a glass piercing scream of utter ecstasy. Rivers of liquid poured forth from her glistening pussy, and Twilight bent down and lapped them up eagerly. She then commanded Celestia to open her mouth, and the still obedient Princess gladly did so. Twilight spread her crotch over the ruler’s head, and she masturbated to her heart’s content. Celestia even added a swipe or two of her gloriously soft tongue, and Twilight just couldn’t take anymore. She unloaded her own stream directly into Celestia’s maw, and the Princess happily swallowed it.

With their mating complete, they quickly returned to their normal roles, and Celestia allowed Twilight to cuddle deep into her chest. In a way, the Princess felt like Twilight’s mother, and mentally promised that she would always be there to protect her. The rise and fall of Twilight’s small flanks was a sight to behold, and the white mare bent over and offered a small kiss to her cheek. She then bent her head around the filly, and the two fell fast asleep in the afterglow of their amazing session.