Fighting sports in Equestria were hardly a common thing. It was a place, after all, where things tended towards the pleasant, and conflicts were typically resolved with negotiation at a hearty and pleasant handshake followed by lunch. Of course, not all conflicts could be solved by that, there were emergencies and times where the Wonderbolts needed to fly to the rescue. That, though, was resolved for situations wehre all of Equestria was at risk, or at the very least a significant portion of a population, and it was as much emergency response to help innocent bystanders as it was a battle.
The largest downside to that all was that there were few options when negotiation had failed but all-out war wasn’t even a possibility. Situations which might lead to a quick throwdown or a suggestion that the situation be taken outside would typically build until, one way or another, they came to a breaking point. Then, the two sides would need to come up with their own form of contest to solve it, and rules and regulations were rarely overly thought out.
Sometimes, it wouldn’t be for the best reason, either. It could be over a tendency to play music too loud, or a disagreement over parking - Or, in this case, a strong disagreement over which pony’s teacher was the more skilled and worthy of praise from the population of Equestria. The lack of any reasonable level of protection for the fighters could lead to contests like these becoming dangerous for their combatants - But that wasn’t too great an issue. Frankly, when tensions reached these levels, whatever the original topic was had long ceased to be relevant, and whatever was coming was drawn as much from fury and distaste for the opponent as whatever issue they claimed to be looking to settle.
The excuse this time was a simple question, whether Twilight Sparkle or Princess Celestia was the more worthy princess. Starlight Glimmer, of course, hardly saw how it was a question. Celestia may have ruled Equestria for thousands of years, yes, but the most she had done in that time was send threats away, threats that Twilight had put a conclusive end to. Indeed, often the conclusive end wasn’t even a result of simple raw power - Though raw power she had - She just as often dealt with threats by making the potential danger not even WANT to be a threat anymore. And while Celestia had taken students in and trained them, Twilight was capable of imparting those lessons to an entire school.
Somehow, Sunset Shimmer was too stubborn to see that, and remained stuck in her bizarre belief that the great alicorn was the more impressive of the pair. The tensions had grown out of control, and finally, conflict could no longer be delayed. Twilight may have taught her well that not everything had to end with controlling someone else, but she had to defend Twilight’s honor, and that was the purpose of this match. Besides, they may be good girls now... But there was always going to be a streak of bad, and it had been pent up for too long. It was inevitable that it would come spilling out like a volcano too long kept capped, and even the opponent seemed more an excuse than an actual issue. A fight had to happen, who was getting fought was up in the air, the pair just wanted to take out that aggression on each-other.
And so Starlight had come to Sunset Shimmer’s old sleeping quarters from when she’d been Celestia’s #1 student. It had been Starlight’s idea to choose that location, she knew how to get there and when people would and wouldn’t come by. There would be a good three hour stretch when guards wouldn’t even be in hearing range of the room, counting on protective spells to keep people from coming in - or those who came in from getting out. Effective against intruders, not so effective against someone who - like Starlight or Sunset - had permission to be here.
As she expected, the yellow and red mare had beat her to their arena - The only thing she intended to let Sunset beat her at tonight, of course. As she entered, the other woman was already nude, her clothing thrown to the side. Her abdominal muscles and round breasts showed a woman who had every reason to be confident about her chances in any sort of physical or sexual contest. Starlight was just the smallest bit more plump than the other arrogant unicorn, but as she slipped off a long overcoat, she felt just as confident as Sunset did, her body may have looked soft, but it was every bit as capable of being used to dominate an opponent.
“So,” Sunset asked, the arrogance in her voice unmistakable, “Are you ready to get ruined?”
Starlight stared back at her, trying to see if there was a hint of weakness in her words, an idea that the other woman might have just been trying to bluff her into thinking she really genuinely believed she had that good of a chance. There wasn’t. It seemed like Sunset was every bit as cocky about the match as she acted, but that suited Starlight fine. What was the point of an opponent if they were going to roll over and play bitch too easily?
“I’m not ready to get ruined, but fortunately, I’m not going to have to,” Starlight answered, “Maybe if I was facing off an opponent more worthy of my time, but you wouldn’t be fit to lick my teacher’s toes~”
“Bitch I nearly beat your teacher’s ass!” Sunset glared at her.
“Nearly~” Reminded Starlight, “You nearly beat her, but you didn’t, and now, you’re not even going to get close to beating me.”
“Yeah right,” Sunset shot back, “You’re going to be grovelling for me in no time, you know that, right? You got as much of a chance of defeating me in a fuckfight as your teacher would of beating mine in a magic fight!”
“Well, I wouldn’t go that far, but I’m glad you agree you have practically no chance~” Starlight laughed.
“Practically?” Sunset laughed, the mocking tone highlighting her absolute confidence in her superiority, “Wow, even your dirty talk is weak, you sure Twilight didn’t just teach you as the intellectual equivalent of a mercy fuck? I’m going to beat you to a pulp, rip your throat out, tear off your horn, and then use it as a strap-on to fuck that dumbass nerd until she cries like a cheap little fucktoy.”
“Now listen, you-” Starlight started, but Sunset wasn’t finished with her insults.
“How about you listen?” Sunset smiled, “You listen to the sound of your favorite princess tutor bitch getting her cunt railed,” the cocky unicorn laughed, before putting on a high-pitched falsetto mockery of the purple princess pony’s voice and continuing“‘Oh, Sunset, oh, you’re so good, you’re so hot, Celestia’s soooo much better than me that I’m barely worthy of licking the cunt of her favorite student, oh, Sunny, thank you for putting me back in my place like the worthless nerd whore that I am, oh, fuck, you’re so good, you’re s-”
Starlight had heard enough, Sunset was going beyond the pale. It was one thing to insult her, to claim she could dominate her easily, she’d expected that, hell, she practically relished it. It felt good to defeat an opponent, after all, but defeating an opponent who had gotten all confident and boasted about what they were going to do to you? There were few better feelings in the world than shutting an arrogant bitch up. Yes, she was fine with her attitude, but attacking Twilight too? That was too much!
Furious, Starlight charged at the other mare, head down and running full-tilt. She was like a bull on a stampede, feeling her feet on the floor as she rushed right at the other girl. She wasn’t the only one being attacked, this arrogant slut had insulted her princess, her tutor’s honor! She’d mocked her and threatened to bully her, this was more than just fighting (or fucking) for her own pride, it was revenge, now, and the only thing that mattered was getting it!
Well, not the ONLY thing that mattered. In fact, unfortunately, one of the things that mattered was still trying to win a fight, and it wasn’t going to be easy to do that if you weren’t thinking straight because you were blinded with rage. It may not have been Sunset’s plan, but it was certainly effective, Starlight was too angered by the comments to watch out for what was coming, and a heavy knee smashed into her stomach, bending her double on impact.
The blow drove the breath from Starlight’s body, her ribs snapping on impact. The blow crushed her body, tearing into her abs, and making her drool on the ground. Sunset, for her part, wasted no time in continuing her assault, wrapping her arm in under Starlight’s throat, and pulling her up into a facelock. Starlight grunted, her hands instinctively coming up to try to push Sunset away, trying to shove her off and stop the assault in its tracks, before Sunset would have a chance to take further control.
She didn’t have a chance. Instead, Sunset fell back, driving Starlight’s head horn-first against the ground. A unicorn’s horn was an incredibly sensitive part of the body, a blow there felt like a bash to the breasts, and immediately Starlight cried out, seeing stars as her head smashed to the mat. Agony rocked her body, coursing over her form like strikes of lightning running through her. Stunned by the impact, she fell front-first, lying flat out on her face, arms spread out in front of her, her body down and dazed.
“Oh, look, this is where you belong, just like your bitch princess teacher~” Sunset laughed, before dropping her hips across Starlight’s back, pinning her down under her, pressing the other woman’s body helplessly flat on the floor. Before Starlight could do anything to try to stop her, she felt the other woman reach forward, and pull her arms back behind her back, hands locking in under Starlight’s chin, and yanking back with all her might.
Starlight gasped as her back was arched back full-force, her spine bending back the wrong way, the muscles stretching against the bone and the spinal column stretching. The camel clutch targeted worst of all at the neck and right under the chin, her shoulders yanked back. She was shaking as the pull on her neck and back felt like Sunset was likely to rip her head right off her body. The hold was brutal, and the orange and red woman leaned in behind her to add vicious taunting to the mix.
“You like this, slut?” She mocked Starlight, “You can feel this, can’t you? Feel what I’m doing to you, can’t you? Yeah, you’re mine, and you know it, you know it as well as you can know anything with your dumb fucking whore of a teacher. I got you fucking GOOD, bitch!” Sunset declared, before grabbing the back of Starlight's head, and shoving her to the hard wood floor of the bedroom beneath them.
Once again a jolt of electric agony tore through Starlight’s body as she was driven to the ground, her head smashed to the floor like a basketball. Of course, a basketball could bounce, all a pony’s skull could do when smashed to the ground with this level of force was shatter, and while Starlight couldn’t be sure that had happened, she could certainly be sure it felt like it, and through her foggy hazy double-vision she saw a small crack in the ground that she could only assume mirrored the one spiderlining across her skull.
“Oh, I got you GOOD now!” announced Sunset, grabbing the back of Starlight’s hair and forcing it down, to crush her already aching muzzle against the ground. The wood had been worked masterfully when it was originally made, of course, but it had been made a long time ago, decades, if not centuries. The careful sheen that had once made the room shine like the princess’s flanks in the sun had worn away, and now having her face scraped across the aching wood was like being dragged over sandpaper.
“AHHHHHH!” Sunset gasped as her head was pulled away from the rough wood, but it was no mercy to savor, no break from torment. Instead, her head was pulled back by the mane, and she felt Sunset’s hips begin to slowly roll against her ass, her body pressed up to the floor as the orange-and-red mare, her teacher’s rival, began to hump her like a bitch in heat.
“Feel this, Starlight?” The other girl mocked her, as her hips continued to slam to her body, “Do you feel what I have? Do you feel my body, my power?” She demanded, and then laughed aloud, speeding up so her hips felt like they were great boulders being slammed into Starlight’s backside, like she was being paddled by the other girl’s entire body as her mane was yanked on and used as leverage to control her. Sunset was making her a bitch, and as she scrabbled at the floor, her fingers getting pierced by new splinters, she didn’t even know how to stop it!
“Awww, is the little bitch trapped~?” Sunset’s mockery hardly made things any easier for her, as she felt her hips pressed to the ground by the woman on top of her. She wanted to escape, she wanted to so badly, but Sunset was right, she was trapped, and she was being held against the ground like her opponent was made of solid lead. She gasped as she felt Sunset slowly drag her tongue along her neck, against the grain of her fur, making her feel like a bitch, like a toy, like a...
Oh, fuck, like a girl who felt so good. The eroticism of the moment was hard to deny, and her body seemed to have no interest in denying it at all. A familiar heat was quickly growing inside her, in the pit of her stomach, between her legs, along the passage of her pussy. Oh, fuck, this felt better than it should, she didn’t want to cum for her, she didn’t want to be the other girl’s bitch, but... But it was like her pussy had decided otherwise.
“Getting horny for this, huh?” Sunset taunted her.
“NO!” She cried out in denial, reaching out to try to pull herself away before her instinct and the pleasure of the woman on top of her betrayed the lie in her response. God, she didn’t know what was worse, that the bitch on top of her, grinding her bare body up close, was making her feel so fucking good... Or the fact that this bitch KNEW it and got to revel in the fact that she was struggling erotically in the face of domination, that she wasn’t the one in control of her own cunny!
“Oh but you are~” Sunset mocked her, rolling her hips down, her flesh grinding against Starlight’s pussy. She released the hold on Starlight’s mane, only to switch to grasping her head in both hands, and pressing down on her body. Slowly, wickedly slowly, Sunset dragged her tongue along Starlight’s neck, “You are getting horny, honey, and you’re gonna cum. You’re gonna cum like a little bitch for me, I know it, you know it, and honestly? Your teacher would probably know it if she just saw who you were fighting. So come on, slut, cum like a bitch for me.”
“N-no, no...” Starlight tried to deny the command, even as the pleasure and closeness to her orgasm grew a slow-burning heat between her legs. She felt the bristle-like hair of the other mare’s leg as it ground along her, and honestly, it SHOULD have been a turn-off, it should have felt like sandpaper or the
splinters she had her face rubbed along, but it didn’t. Fuck, it didn’t, it felt so good, and she screwed her eyes shut as she tried to hold off her orgasm.
“Heh, look at you trying to hold back. You’re not gonna last ten seconds, not once I do this~” Sunset laughed, and released the grip on her head. Starlight panted, unsure for a moment what was coming, but she got her answer when she felt the flat of Sunset’s palm come crashing down on her flank. True to the other mare’s word, an orgasm instantly overtook her, her body shaking and her pussy starting to dump femcum out like water from a bucket.
“Oh, you little slut~” Sunset laughed, “Looks like I got you good, huh? Mmmm, you were getting ready for this all day weren’t you. You LOVE being my bitch, don’t you bitch? Heh, you’re fucking dead meet now, Starlight, but I think I’m gonna play with my food a bit more before I finish you off like the worthless whore you are. Have fun getting your ass beat and broken, slut~”
Between the beating and the body-shaking orgasm, Starlight wasn’t sure she would have been able to get back on her feet after that if she tried. She was left panting, her body practically limp, sprawled out beneath the other mare on her front while Sunset stood up, standing tall over the downed unicorn. Starlight was left shaking and covered in her own sweat and other juices as Sunset slowly strode around her, standing in front of the pitifully downed mare.
“Well would you look at this,” laughed Sunset, looking down at Starlight as she tried to get her shaking arms and legs under her to let her get back on her feet, “Aww, is the little bitch too broken to handle getting up, hmm? Did I really get you that bad? Heh, I suppose that’s just what you get when your teacher is as weak and helpless as Twilight is.”
Those words, that mockery, was too much for Sunset to let her get away with, and while she couldn’t manage to get to her feet on her own, she could do it if it meant defending Twilight’s honor! So she charged, and their bodies collided with a slap of flesh on flesh.
Starlight didn’t know if it could really be called a tactic, it might have been a bit much to claim she MEANT to go down on top of her opponent in a perfect position for a titsmother, but it’s certainly how she ended up, and she knew from experience just how powerful her breasts could be as a weapon in an erotic contest. Usually, of course, she was used to using it to work a guy’s cock until he blasted, but now, she would have the chance to push them down over Sunset’s mouth and nose and just plane stop her breath. She would tap this bitch out - No, better yet, she’d leave her a dead lump for what she said to Twilight!
Realizing the chance she had, she worked hard to establish a better position, pressing her tits down over Sunset’s muzzle. It wasn’t easy to take control like this, but she knew if she could just adjust her hips and bring her breasts down over Sunset’s muzzle, it’d all work out. Of course, such things were easier said than done, Starlight may have had the better position, but on the other hand, Sunset seemed to have more experience, and was effectively fending off Starlight’s attacks, pushing her away and keeping her airways free, making sure she could keep breathing. But Starlight knew that while Sunset was trying to defend herself, she wasn’t attacking, and she just had to keep this up unti-
“AGHHHHH~!!!!”
She screamed as a sudden, crushing pain powered through her body, as Sunset slammed her legs shut, squeezing down on Starlight’s thighs. Scissoring an opponent’s thighs was a risky move in a match, thighs tended to be pretty strong, some of the thickest muscles in the body. It was a bad move if you didn’t have damn rocks for legs-
“AAAAAGGHGHHHH!!”
Which, unfortunately, it seemed like Sunset did, she slammed her muscles tight, like pure iron shackles, around Starlight’s thigh. Starlight tried to push back, of course, flex her leg muscles in an attempt to overpower the other woman’s legs, loosen the pressure, but it was impossible. If anything it just made the pain worse, trying and failing to flex her leg muscles seemed to make them bruise and tear from the effort, while Sunset just smiled up at her.
“Aww, you having trouble, huh, BITCH?!” She demanded, and squeezed down on her legs again, crushing the mighty thigh muscles like bundles of wet paper. Starlight shook on top of her, trying to get away, but the result was nothing but squirming and gasping on top of her opponent, making an exhibition of her own weakness in the face of her foe’s pure physical power. Sunset had her from below, and it was not going to be easy to get out of there.
She raised her hands to Starlight’s arms in the desperate effort to escape, pushing her foe into the ground as much as she pushed herself away with the effort. Her writhing and struggling, though, got her nowhere as far as escaping went, she was in trouble, deep trouble, and Sunset seemed to be practically unbeatable. But where physical strength or grappling acumen wasn’t helping her, there was something else that could save her. As she rolled her hips and pressed down, she felt a damp spot against her thigh. Sunset, it seemed, might have liked tormenting her opponent a bit too much. It wasn’t much, but it might be her way out of this bind.
So rather than continuing to try to escape by muscling her way out or forcing her leg free, tacts which seemed doomed to agonizing failure thanks to the vicious lock that Sunset had on her thigh, Starlight played up her helplessness. She began to writhe and twist, only putting on an appearance of trying to escape, and focusing far more on grinding her thigh along Sunset’s slowly soaking slit. It wasn’t exactly what you might think of as a normal counter, but desperate times called for desperate measures, and this was desperate as it got.
It was, at least starting to seem, effective as well. She felt the other girl’s pussy starting to drip more and more against her leg, the juices leaking out against her crushed thigh. It felt like her muscles were being shredded and her bone grabbed in a vice, but she was making progress, Sunset was, slowly but surely, being subsumed by her skull. The pressure was still shocking, almost horrific, but it was loosening, and bit by bit, heartbeat by heartbeat, she was being let out of the trap she’d found herself in. Sunset was getting distracted, focusing more on the sensation between her legs than she was on the match she was supposed to be in, and Starlight just had to last a little longer before the grip was too weak to keep her trapped. Pushing Sunset along, she began to moan and gasp, shaking and LOOKING as weak as she could, while slowly regaining the ability to exert her full strength.
She couldn’t know for certain if Sunset was buying into it, but whether her response was genuine was a secondary matter, the important point was that she was losing focus. Seconds ticked away, and with every one that passed, Sunset got a little weaker and Starlight got more in control. Soon enough, Starlight could see her eyes starting to stare away, her focus falling from the match to the pleasure between her legs. It was only a momentary slip of focus, but Starlight seized it.
The second she saw her opportunity, she slid forward, her breasts pressing down over Sunset’s muzzle, grabbing her quickly into a tit-smother while simultaneously freeing her thigh from the trap the other woman had it locked in! Now she was straddling her, and she began to properly grind on her foe, pumping her hips as she pressed herself down, forcefully pleasuring the other pony’s pussy with her hard pumping. She felt sunset shaking beneath her, trying to deal with the sudden increase in pressure and pleasure, her clit being pummeled by the long rolling of Starlight’s hips. Starlight had her, she knew it, this bitch was going to cum, soon!
The tension grew as heavy as the sweat that dripped from their bodies as Starlight continued her grinding. It felt like their hips could meld together as one as the woman beneath her began to shiver. Starlight had enough erotic experience to recognize when a woman was on the edge of orgasm, she’d gotten off a few minutes ago, but now this bitch beneath her was the one about to blow, and she was going to love every moment of it.
“Having trouble, Sunny~?” Starlight taunted her, pressing the other woman down harder beneath her as she felt her body squirming in the effort to escape. She felt how every breath made the other pony try to suck in flesh instead of air, felt the subtle pull of Sunset’s lungs on her tits, even as the other woman started to squirm beneath her. This bitch was hers, or soon would be, and she felt Sunset’s hands weakly try to push her off, until the orange and red mare’s entire body tensed up, every muscle at once.
Finally, she had her. It hadn’t been easy, but she finally had this bitch, she had her shaking and shivering and on the edge of an orgasm that would end her resistance for good. With a wicked smile she raised a hand, and brought it down, slapping Starlight hard on the hip, right on her cutie mark. The concentration of magic in that part of a pony’s body made it especially sensitive, and she got exactly the result she had hoped for. The flesh of her tits stretched as Sunset tried to gasp - And started to cum.
And what an orgasm it was, Sunset was shaking like an earthquake. Starlight had to wrap her arms tight around the other woman’s head to just to try to avoid being forced to tumble off her perch - Not, of course, that she wouldn’t have been clutching as tight as she could anyway, but damn, it was a struggle to keep on with an orgasm like this. As she rapidly gasped, tried to inhale and exhale around her flesh, Starlight felt like her tits were going to be sucked plain off. It would have felt humiliating, it would have felt horrible... If it wasn’t a sign she was winning, and the woman below her was losing her chances for victory - And possibly her life, soon!
“Keep trying it, honey~!” Starlight mocked, “Just keep trying to breathe through my tits, you’ll get it eventually~!”
Beneath her, Sunset continued to thrash. She’d fought well, even Starlight had to admit it, but the mix of oxygen deprivation and a crushing orgasm was more than anyone could hope to take. She had this match in hand - Or, well, in some part of her body, at least, perhaps not the hand - And Sunset was being completely subjugated.
Her orgasm began to calm down, bit by bit, but Starlight stayed on with the smother and squeeze, burying her opponent’s head between her breasts. The last few moments of orgasm continued to rock the woman beneath her, but the desperate, overwhelmed shaking had ended. Now, it was all just about finished, Sunset was suffering, squeezed, and her breathing was fading away. Starlight was on top, keeping her legs open to keep the straddle on, and keeping her hand around the back of the other girl’s head. The rush of pleasure and struggle had ended.
In a normal circumstance, the woman beneath her would probably be starting to calm down, but this wasn’t normal, and as her body began to grow flush, she seemed to realize all over again where she was and what had happened to her. Her arms and legs began to flail once more, her body to shake and twist, as she tried to force Starlight off of her. Her breathing came rapidly, not the gasping attempts of the orgasm, but the instinctive struggles of someone who realizes they’re in danger and can’t get control of their body to find a better way to fight back. All Sunset could do right now was writhe and flail, arms grasping at anything they could, fingernails raking down Starlight’s back, all in the name of trying to escape and regain oxygen, a goal that Starlight would never allow her to meet.
“Aww, you having trouble honey~?” Starlight laughed, still squeezing the other woman’s face to her tits, feeling her desperate shaking under her, “Are you struggling, that it hon? Well, too bad, I-AH~!”
Sunset may have been in no position to fight back with skill or technique, but her wild flailing could still accomplish something, and her hands, desperately trying to find any purchase, nails digging into Starlight’s back and sides, found a grasp on her horn. Starlight couldn’t even say for sure if Sunset understood what she was doing, but that didn’t matter. Sunset had a hand on a horn, and a horn was the most sensitive and vulnerable spot on a unicorn’s body. A stallion might struggle when his shaft was sucked and pumped, but the unicorn’s horn had all those nerves and pleasure, combined with the additional senses that came from a mystic build-up. A slap to the cutie mark had just brought Sunset to that rolling orgasm, and there was far more magic in the horn than the cutie mark. In one moment, Starlight had gone from confident, dominant, and in control with the other woman pressed to her breasts for the end of the match, to shaking like a stud getting his cock worked over by all the mystic might of the princess - or Twilight, who she was still sure was far superior.
Sunset seemed to realize what she’d managed todo , and began to quickly pump her hand along the thick, spiralled horn. Starlight groaned, arousal flooding into her like a dam had broken, her sensitive horn beginning to glow as Sunset’s hands stimulated the little curves. She tried to hold on, of course, for as long as her body would let her, but Sunset had other ideas. The more the orange and red mare pumped, the more Starlight felt her body begin to shake, her arms shivering as she put all the effort she could into desperately trying to avoid being forced from her resistant throne.
Still, the body - and mind - could only take so much, and Starlight felt her muscles begin to weaken in response to the consistent attack. Celestia must have had a certain love of having that long, gorgeous horn stroked because Sunset did it oh so well, her hand pumping over it with long strokes and delicate twists. This was a desperation move, Sunset could barely breathe, she should have been focused on fast, wild pumps, but with a horn in her hand she went from quivering to queen, and Starlight couldn’t hold on in the face of the attack.
The pleasure, the sensation, the skill - iIt all combined into one great wave, a tsunami of sensation, that rolled over Starlight and crushed her beneath it. She couldn’t keep on top of her foe, she couldn’t keep her legs spread or her arms digging into the long, flowing hair of Sunset. She tried with all she had, but she failed, and Sunset grasped her and shoved her to the side, sending her sprawling to her back, covered in sweat and shaking from the sensation that had nearly overwhelmed her.
Sunset rose over Starlight, her magnificent orange and red body looking all the more glorious for the way it was now covered in sweat and sexual juices. Sunset looked like a conquering queen, her body was an image of perfect erotic power. Starlight felt helpless beneath her, how could she not? The other equine looked like a living goddess, like the princess she championed, while Starlight was still trying to recover from the storm of sensation that had just been pumped through her horn and body.
As she looked up at her opponent, groaning and trying to get her bearings, the other woman let a wicked smile cross her lips, and stepped forward. Starlight was in no position to defend herself, as Sunset set to stomping on her, raising her foot and slamming it down on her chest. The other woman began to laugh sadistically as she slammed her foot, crushing Starlight beneath her. She didn’t have shoes on, but she didn’t need them, and while she lacked the strength of an earth pony, she had the fury of a storm, and a wicked laugh as she assaulted her.
“Looks like I got you now, don’t I? Looks like I got you now!” Sunset laughed, repeatedly crushing the woman beneath her with her foot. Starlight couldn’t answer, and Sunset seemed to be overtaken with the fury and excitement of a victory on its way. Starlight felt like she was just a toy, a piece of the exhibition of Sunset’s dominance. She had to escape, she had to fight back, but she had no idea how she could do it. Every stomp was like a hammer brought down on her flesh.
It was an unrelenting flurry of blows, like being caught in a foot-shaped hail storm. Sunset slammed down on her, again and again, until bruises began to form. She couldn’t find a way to push off, or to defend herself. She couldn’t find anything to save her. In the end, it wasn’t anything SHE did it at all that rescued her from her helpless position. She simply got lucky as Sunset decided to cut off her attack, with a clear intent of inflicting even more damage and agony on Starlight’s body.
The other woman stepped away from her, even as she clutched her bruised chest and sides, her battered tits starting to leak milk and blood. She’d been brutalized, and she could only watch helplessly as Sunset backed away, but not from any sort of desire for mercy. Instead, she was setting up the next attack, stepping towards the corner, and slowly ascending the turnbuckle. It was what was known in combat as a ‘high-risk’ attack, in large part because of the time it took to reach the top.
But Starlight could do nothing to take advantage of that moment of vulnerability. She was still trying to recover from the attack she’d experienced. The sensation was returning to her body, slowly at first but it was. She could only hope that Sunset would delay her attack long enough for a little more strength to come back, to ensure that the battle could continue, even if for only another few moments. To what she hated to admit was her own relief, Sunset did, as she posed atop the rope for a moment to taunt the mare below.
“Looks like it’s all over for you, Starslut!” She announced, looking down at her victim from her perch high above the ring. “You’re about to get what’s coming to you, and then get the horn mailed back to that purple poser in a bag!” She laughed, before gathering herself, and leaping from the top rope, sailing into the sky to come down on Starlight’s prone and aching body.
Or, at least, that was no doubt what Sunset had in mind when she BEGAN her attack, but Starlight wasn’t going to let it end that way. As Sunset sailed through the air, Starlight had just enough strength left in her to adjust, just slightly, and kick out, raising her foot beneath Sunset, and letting the momentum do the rest. Sunset looked down in shock for a moment before her body came down hard against Starlight’s foot. Rather than a destructive top rope assault to drive her foe to defeat, she ended up powering up a self-inflicted cunt-punt as Starlight’s foot was jammed against the cleft between her legs.
The woman screamed in agony, her body instantly bent double. Starlight struggled to deal with the pain growing quickly in her knee from the impact, but she didn’t have time to focus on that. She had to get up, and quickly, to press the attack on the orange and red woman.
While Sunset was still screaming up her pain, Starlight quickly rose to her feet, getting them under her (with no small amount of effort, considering the pain in her jammed knee and the exhaustion from the forced magigasm) before grabbing Starlight’s head and pulling it down and under her arm. Of course, her intentions went beyond simply controlling her foe’s head, as she reached twisted around herself, and grasped onto Sunset’s horn. She may not have had the same experience with giving hornjobs (at least she assumed, based on how skilled Sunset had been), but she knew how a horn felt, and she could attack it with intensity.
As her hand slid swiftly along the horn of the other woman, Sunset herself began to twist and writhe. Her aggression must have been making up for her lack of skill, because Sunset seemed to swiftly become paralyzed by pleasure - or however one wanted to describe the overwhelming flood of sensations that came when a unicorn’s horn was assaulted. Starlight felt Sunset’s hands fall to her hips and start to push, but with her head gripped and her horn being worked over like a toy, there was no chance of her escaping. Starlight had her rival under total control, and now it was just a matter of how much longer the other woman might last.
As it would turn out, not very long, as she was already starting to gasp and drool on the mat. Drooling, indeed, both from her upper lips and lower, feminine juices staining her tight wrestling trunks. A magigasm may not have been the traditional form of sexual climax, but the sensations and effects were both much the same. She’d just felt it, after all, she knew what the other woman was going through. She knew the pleasure, the excitement, the arousal, and what could almost feel like fear as the climax was coming. Fear not from the pleasure itself, though that was incredible and overwhelming, but from how vulnerable it would leave her when she was done. And indeed, Sunset did not intend to show Starlight the same mercy of going for something lengthy and complicated when that moment arrived.
And almost too soon, arrive the moment did. The orange and red mare let out a loud, shocked, almost horrified gasp as she began to cum. Starlight felt Sunset’s horn grow warmer in her hand as the orange and red mare came, the orgasm overwhelming her just as it had Starlight not long before. But while Sunset had been happy to pull away and let Starlight cum herself broken and senseless on the mat, Starlight had no intention of pulling away from the attack. The horn in her hand began to glow and spark even as Sunset’s feminine juices started to gush from between her legs. Her body shook, wildly and helplessly, for the second time that match as Starlight tightened her grip on the orgasming horn.
And then, as her body shook and the magic grew to the point that Sunset’s horn became more malleable and less of a single solid object than it had been before, Starlight reached down and gave a hard pull on her horn, twisting it to break it off. Sunset let out a blood-curdling scream as her horn was yanked free, and Starlight twisted her hips and arms, throwing the other mare to the ground, holding up the shining and sparking horn like a trophy, a monument to her glorious victory.
But glorious though her victory was, complete it was not, as Sunset lay spread-eagle on the ground below her. Starlight smiled, looking down at the other woman with a wicked grin, and her own horn glowed as well. A magic aura surrounded both the horn, and Sunset’s panties, as Starlight began her work at stripping her foe, and revealing that lovely, thick-lipped pussy between her legs. Mare juices dripped out, as Starlight slowly guided the horn between her own legs, pressing it to her panties.
She may have still been clothed, but the mystic connection let her feel like the horn was her own cock, a natural and incredibly pleasurable part of her body, as it connected against the fabric. Sunset looked up in helpless shock at her, and her mouth formed the words ‘No, Please,’ But Starlight was not to be denied. She had attained a glorious victory in their contest, and now she was going to enjoy it to its fullest, as she kneeled down, gripped Sunset’s hips, and pulled her forward, driving the horn deep into her hungry pussy!
The instant the magic-showering horn pressed into Sunset’s pussy, she began to cum again, screaming out her orgasm for the conquering mare. Starlight smiled as Sunset came, feeling her hips pump and shake beneath her. If it had been a normal cock, it might have been hard to even stay on the orgasming mare, as she twisted like a bucking rodeo pony beneath Starlight. The horn could move, though, which meant that Starlight felt nothing but pleasure as Sunset twisted beneath her. Greater pleasure than any stallion or mare had ever given her, in fact, as Sunset’s orgasm made the horn burst with magic even more, which made the sparks come faster, which made Starlight feel even more incredible sensation.
In her orgasm, she reached out, grabbed the back of Sunset’s head, and pulled her face close to smother her in her breasts. She felt Sunset’s hands reach up to try to push her away, to get some more air, but that wasn’t coming. Instead, Starlight gripped tighter, and the already oxygen-starved and exhausted mare began to struggle faster, desperate for breath that Starlight’s luscious breasts wouldn’t allow her. Sunset’s desperation just made the sensations all the more incredible as she came with her victim, cumming even as she felt the strength starting to leave Sunset’s body. But of course, even as Sunset passed out against her breasts, Starlight knew it wasn’t quite over. Indeed, even her own orgasm wasn’t finished, yet, as all this pleasure from the magigasming horn was one thing, but she knew it would just make the final orgasm later better.
And so, she pulled herself up to her feet, clutching Sunset to her body as she did. The other mare’s arms fell limp and loose by her sides as Starlight stood tall, clutching her close to her breath-stealing breasts, and though there were no observers now, she couldn’t help imagining herself celebrating this victory in the town square, with all the ponies around cheering her on, cheering the victory of Twilight’s greatest student over Celestia’s previous pupil. Indeed, she had proven well which mare was the most worthy tonight!
But still the match wasn’t over, all this intensity, all this pleasure, all this power... It couldn’t end with a simple handshake and acknowledgement of defeat, no, after all this, the battle would continue until one of them could no longer fight. The rivalry would roll for years, neither mare being able to feel safe, until one of the two finally buckled and ended the battle permanently - by doing the same to her rival. She wished she could call it a pity that their contest would have to end like that, but she couldn’t. No, there was no pity, only excitement at the final victory, the ultimate defeat of a rival!
And so, she grasped it, releasing Sunset’s head and letting her upper body fall back. Then, using the magic around her body to get a little extra lift, she leaped, and piledrove her foe to the ground. Her rival may no longer have lived to experience it, but she was sure somehow the magic let the agony dig into Sunset’s subconscious, as the impact impaled Sunset through the back of her pussy walls, digging into vital organs of the torso as Starlight ended her!
Or at least struck the mortal wound, though it would take time for her rival to bleed out from her lower lips. Not that even that was going to be the cause of death, no, not after this battle. There was only one fitting end to this contest, and Starlight scrambled forward, letting Sunset flop down on her back as she prepared to deliver it. After all both of them had done to each other, she was going to enjoy this final orgasm to its fullest, as she spread her legs, and lowered her pussy down on Sunset’s mouth and nose, covering her entirely, and depriving her of any oxygen.
Then, she reached down below, and rubbed along her cloth-covered clitoris, bringing herself to the final orgasm. Such an orgasm it was, too, nothing less than the release of pleasure and juices fitting of the climax of such a powerful battle. Her juices gushed out of her, filling the mouth, the nose, and soon, the lungs of the woman beneath her. Assisted by her own magic, and the horn that had been powering her and now was stuck sparking between Sunset’s legs, her orgasm ensured that the other mare would die drowning on her own juices, the product of the contest she had agreed to.
And as she came over her defeated and soon-dead foe, Starlight could only grab her own breasts and moan in excitement and pride, knowing she’d accomplished so much, done so well, and, ultimately, proven herself the superior. The bitch lay dead beneath her, the clear victim of the superior mare, the superior grappler, the superior woman of the night. Starlight would leave her body to be discovered in the morning, and perhaps some ponies would figure out the details of what happened. Only Starlight, though, would know the details, and she was fine with that.
Combat sports may have been rare in Equestria, but when they did happen, they were glorious.