The Real Rarity

Don’t cum, don’t cum, don’t cum!

Rarity bit her lip anxiously, repeating her mantra over and over in her empty little head. Such simple instructions, but far easier said than done. She had been teased since the crack of dawn when her Goddess, still groggy and half-asleep, pulled Rarity from the floor where she slept to use her throat before Twilight’s alarm had gone off, and before Rarity was even fully awake. Once Twilight had dumped two loads of thick cream into Rarity’s eager little belly (a breakfast of champions, as far as she was concerned), Twilight ordered the slut to prepare a light breakfast with a very out of character order of coffee. The Goddess tended to prefer tea, but for today, she knew she’d need the additional caffeine.

So many errands, it was a small miracle that the two managed to complete it all. There was plenty of running around from place to place to deliver paperwork necessary for the transfer of certain assets (Rarity still owned some forgotten bits of property from her old life, which just wouldn’t be appropriate for a thing like her). Beyond that was an order to be placed for new books to the library, part of that order requiring Twilight to take the train all the way to Canterlot and back to collect an ancient tome that wouldn’t survive a teleportation. Luckily, Goddess Twilight was a very wise, astute Goddess, and she foresaw that she might need some entertainment throughout the day.

That was why Rarity hobbled slowly behind her Goddess, a thick, vibrating dildo shoved into her cunt from the moment Goddess Twilight dragged her out of bed. Furthermore, the new buttplug Twilight ordered had come in the night before, and now seemed like a perfect time to use it; Smooth, cool steel molded exactly to copy Twilight’s fist (albeit slightly scaled down). Finally, before tying her hands behind her back and strapping on her leash, Goddess Twilight attached a clamp to each of Rarity’s nipples, connected by a chain and carrying an 8-ounce metal weight. Now, Rarity was leashed, nude, plugged, and embarrassed in public.

Perfectly sufficient entertainment for Goddess Twilight.

“What a day…” sighed Twilight, dragging her pet along the road as they neared home. Just a few more blocks, and she could finally relax with a cocktail and her cocksleeve, just as she had wanted to since she left the house in the morning. “If only you weren’t such an idiot, I could’ve sent you off to do this on your own. Today was supposed to be my day off…”

“I’m s-so sorry… For being such a brainless bimbo…” Rarity hobbled forward, barely able to string a sentence together. Truth be told, she needed to get home as much as Twilight, if not more. Every second more she was forced to endure without release brought her another step closer to complete and utter madness. “I hope to make it up to you when we arrive home…”

“If by ‘make it up to me’ you mean ‘I hit you until you cum’, you might want to shift your expectations. I don’t plan on letting you cum for a bit longer.” Twilight stopped, wiping the sweat from her brow with one hand as she held her hefty tomes under her other arm. She glanced back to Rarity and, with a shrug, tossed the leash on top of Rarity’s horn like a lasso. “Here, take this.”

“Eh? Whatever for, Goddess?”

“I’m tired of pulling you around all day, so just… I don’t know, yank yourself until we get home.” Twilight had to stifle a yawn as she spoke, and she very tiredly made her way forward. “Don’t be too gentle, I still want you as uncomfortable as you would be if I was pulling you.”

“Yes, my Goddess!” Rarity nodded eagerly, then grabbed her leash in a shaky magical aura. Just as her owner had instructed, Rarity yanked at her own leash with her magic, causing her to stumble and hobble forward. It wasn’t quite as satisfying as the raw power of Goddess Twilight’s arms, or the finesse and dexterity of her magic, but it got the job done. It also seemed to amuse both her Goddess and the passersby of Ponyville, who snickered and pointed at the pitiful display all the way to Goddess Twilight’s castle.

Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, Goddess Twilight and her faithful fuckpig arrived home, and Twilight immediately sent Rarity to the bedroom while she secured her new books. Rarity nearly slipped and fell on her way up the stairs, her legs were so weak, but she did eventually manage to make her way to the Goddess’ chambers. It was torture, waiting for Twilight to return, and the ordeal was made no easier on Rarity by the binding on her arms, leaving her unable to adjust the toys in her holes or otherwise shift the onslaught of pleasure to be more bearable.

“Goddess, please hurry…” whined Rarity, jittering as she waited by the door. “I’m so horny… I need your cock so badly…”

As if summoned by a poor whore’s pathetic begging, the sound of Twilight’s footsteps grew nearer and nearer. Rarity could barely contain her excitement as the door swung open, bringing with it the Goddess. Without a word to her property, Twilight grabbed Rarity by the hair and dragged her to the bed, where she bent the slut over. Twilight kicked Rarity's legs apart and used her magic to snatch the vibrator from Rarity's quivering pussy.

"You will not cum until I say so, understand?" Twilight's voice was low, gravelly as she unbuttoned her slacks and produced her fat, slut-ruining cock. "Not a second before I give you express permission."

"Yes, Goddess. No cumming, Goddess." Rarity whined with need, her body trembling like a lead in the wind. "Please, Goddess, let me feel your big, hard cock. I need you inside me so bad…"

"Squeal for me, pig." Twilight held Rarity in place by the hair and forced every inch of her dick into her all at once. Whether it was an involuntary response or just following her Goddess' command, Rarity let out a squeal of both pain and pleasure, not that there was much difference to her anymore. "God, yes… Take it, you little bitch."

Rarity could swear that Goddess Twilight's cock got bigger and harder every time she serviced it. She could never truly prepare for the divine perfection of her owner's bitchbreaker, each glorious inch spreading her to her breaking point. Twilight moved quickly, slamming her hips into Rarity so hard that she threatened to knock the whore over. With each thrust, Rarity's toes curled, her fingers digging into the bedsheets, and a wail leaving her throat.

"Scream louder, it makes me so fucking hard…" There was an unbridled aggression in the way Twilight treated her property, the strain of the day's business clearly taking a toll on the Goddess. "I want you to cry, it hurts so bad…"

"Goddess, wait…" Rarity bit her lip hard enough to bleed, doing all she could to resist her orgasm, but Twilight was making that quite difficult with how hard she was working her hips. "Oh fuck, yes! You're gonna make me—"

"You better not, if you know what's good for you. You think I care if you cum?" snorted Twilight, still drilling her fucktoy with her special brand of almost malicious indifference. "I don't own you to make you feel good. I own you because it's more convenient to jerk off with your body than to date. You should be grateful I even touch your pussy. Not cumming until I say so is the least you can do, to thank me for giving your worthless life a scrap of purpose. So quit being selfish and cry, or—"

Rarity couldn't help it. She knew she wasn't supposed to, and she wanted nothing in life more than to please her Goddess, but she just couldn't control herself. Twilight's cock slammed into her one time too many and, before Rarity even knew what was happening, she was letting out a shrill shriek as her orgasm crashed onto her like a ton of bricks. Immediately, Twilight stopped her movements, not even giving Rarity the pleasure of a prolonged, satisfying climax. Just a tip over the edge, followed by a hollow, empty feeling, a fear Rarity hadn't ever experienced before.

Twilight didn't say a word as she slid her cock free from Rarity's greedy cunt.

"G-Goddess Twilight…" Rarity turned over to face her owner, trying to get a read of her expression. Twilight obviously wasn't happy, but perhaps even more unsettlingly, she wasn't ablaze with fury either. She simply went about returning her clothes to her body, and straightening her hair. "Goddess, I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to, it was an accident. I just lost control for a bit."

"I know." Twilight snapped her fingers and, all of a sudden, Rarity's bindings were gone. Furthermore, her nipple clamps, her leash, and her buttplug all vanished, as well. With another snap, Twilight replaced one piece of gear with another; a stainless steel chastity belt securely locked to Rarity's body, giving no pathway to her disobedient little pussy.

"Goddess? My… You…?" Rarity clawed at her chastity belt out of some perverted instinct, finding herself both perplexed and aroused by her sudden denial. "Is this my punishment?"

"It's part of it," said Twilight casually. She turned and headed for the door. "I'll be back. Don't move."

And just like that, Twilight was gone, disappearing through the door and leaving Rarity alone and stewing in her fear and her arousal. While she was no stranger to Goddess Twilight deciding if or when she was allowed to touch herself, there was something additionally thrilling about being free to move about and yet physically restrained from feeling her own cunt.

Rarity shook herself, disgusted by her behavior. She had failed her Goddess, made her angry. Her focus should be on correcting this mistake, not on how hot it made her feel to be restrained in this chastity belt. But how could she possibly make things up to her owner? Twilight already took whatever she wanted from Rarity, so she didn't have anything else to offer the Goddess aside from her unwavering loyalty and service.

For nearly fifteen minutes, Rarity was left alone, anxiously awaiting her mistress' wrath. With each passing minute, her heart seemed to thump harder and louder in her chest. Goddess Twilight was nothing if not creative, so for her to be spending this much time formulating a punishment must mean that she had something sinister planned. Would she beat her? Rarity doubted it, as physical violence was always secondary to Twilight. The Goddess often preferred to humiliate and embarrass her fuckpig into obedience, which she ultimately found more satisfying. So how would she manage to sufficiently humiliate Rarity for such a major infraction?

There was a thud from downstairs, the front door swinging open, followed by heavy footfalls and passionate, somewhat muffled moans. Rarity was confused by what she heard, and while her first curious instinct was to investigate, she remembered Twilight's instructions and stood in place. Luckily, she didn't need to wait long to see what the commotion was about, because just a moment later, her Goddess entered the room. And, to Rarity's shock, horror, and arousal, the Goddess had that sinister and creative punishment in tow.

"S-Sweetie?" whimpered Rarity, though it was evident that her sister didn't hear her. She was too busy furiously and aggressively kissing Twilight, who carried the much smaller girl under the legs with total ease. While Sweetie's eyes were shut, lost in bliss, Twilight was looking right at Rarity the whole time. "Goddess Twilight…"

Twilight ignored Rarity for a moment, just staring a hole through her while her tongue was otherwise occupied. Finally, Twilight pulled away from Sweetie Belle, their lips still connected by a thin strand of saliva. Sweetie gasped for breath, and immediately threw herself at Twilight again; The Goddess didn’t bother kissing Sweetie back, and so the younger sister made do by planting kisses along Twilight’s collar, anything for another taste of the divine alicorn.

“Your sister is watching, Sweetie,” said Twilight. Even as she spoke, she never took her eyes off of Rarity. She just drank in the dark, bitter embarrassment in her plaything’s eyes, humiliation at being replaced by her younger sister, of all people. “Shouldn’t we stop?”

“I don’t care who watches,” breathed Sweetie. “All I care about is you…”

“I… I said I was sorry…” Rarity couldn’t quite put her sorrow into words. Twilight was a very desirable woman with a very high libido, so it was simply ridiculous to believe that any one person or object could satisfy her. And yet, throughout all of this time, Rarity couldn’t think of a time when Twilight had fucked someone else instead of her. In addition to her, of course, but as a replacement to her faithful fuckpig altogether? Never. “P-please…”

“Show Sweetie your belt,” ordered Twilight. Even though it twisted up her insides to do so, Rarity obeyed and spread her legs apart. Sweetie craned her head back, giggling to herself at the sight of the cold, unforgiving metal chastity belt. “She can’t control her dirty cunt. That’s why I went to get you.”

“Her loss is my gain,” said Sweetie with a wink in her sister’s direction. “Besides, I always thought she needed one of those. She’s always been such a slut. You know she ended up sleeping with all three of the boys who wanted to go to prom with me? At the same time!”

“I said I was sorry for that, too,” noted Rarity. “I—”

“I don’t care what you’re sorry about. If you’re so sorry, you shouldn’t have fucked up in the first place,” said Twilight. “And as punishment for failing me, in addition to that chastity belt of yours, I am going to knock up your baby sister.” Twilight’s bulge jumped in her pants, and the Goddess clearly drew pleasure from the way Rarity paled at that revelation. “And you’re going to watch.”

“Goddess, please… I don’t… You can’t…”

“Did you just try to tell me what I can and cannot do?” Twilight dropped Sweetie down to her feet and spun her around to face Rarity, and immediately began clawing at Sweetie’s blouse, ripping the silk fabric from her body and bearing her perfect chest. Whereas Rarity was a near spitting image of a bimbo slut, with big fat udders and a thick, jiggling bubble butt, her sister was perfectly proportioned. Her tits fit comfortably in Twilight’s hands as she groped them, and her ass was plenty plump, but not overtly fat. “It’s like you want me to fuck your sister instead of you.”

“N-No, Goddess, that isn’t what I meant! I only meant that I’d do anything, anything else!” Rarity dropped from the bed and to her knees, folding her hands in a display of sad, pathetic begging. All the while, Rarity could feel her cunt burn with desire, and another wave of sickening frustration washed over her. “Y-you could hit me! Beat me! Make me sleep outside in the rain, send me to live with the other pigs at Applejack’s farm, rape my throat until I pass out, just please… Not Sweetie.”

“Oh, wow, you were right. It is funny when she begs!” Sweetie slid down to her knees beside Rarity, leaning her head on her big sister’s shoulder. “To be honest, when you first started saying you turned Rarity into a sex toy, I didn’t really believe you. I’ve never been so glad to be wrong.”

“There’s always been a pretty obvious problem with you, Rarity. It’s never given us much trouble before, so I guess I was content with ignoring it, but now we have to address the elephant in the room,” said Twilight. She gestured to Sweetie, who took her cue and began work; Her soft, nimble hands set off to work unbuckling Twilight’s pants to free her massive member. “And that problem is that you’re such a disgraceful, horny, perverted, masochistic slut that there’s nothing I can do to punish you. You get off on everything!”

“Holy cow, Twi!” Sweetie drooled as Twilight’s thick, veiny, meaty cock spilled out over the waistband of her enchanted slacks. She held the Goddess’ cock up and compared it to her own forearm, giggling with delight at the comparison; Twilight was noticeably longer and thicker. “No wonder Rarity threw her life away for this…”

“So I’ve decided that the only reasonable solution, the only effective punishment, is not to do anything to you at all. I’m not going to hit you or fuck you or anything, because you love all of that. Instead, I’m going to take the one thing you love more than anything else…” Twilight grabbed her cock and slapped it firmly against Sweetie’s soft cheek, feeling herself grow harder with each sharp slap of flesh on flesh. “And I’m going to make you watch as I give it to someone else. Maybe that will teach you to follow simple fucking instructions.”

“I… I…” Rarity didn’t know what to say. Unsurprisingly, her Goddess was 100% correct. This was the only way to truly punish something like Rarity, who took pleasure in punishment itself. No matter how cruel or upsetting it may have been, Rarity knew in her heart of hearts that she had brought it upon herself. There was nothing she could do except accept what her Goddess dished out and pray for her eventual forgiveness. “Yes, Goddess Twilight. I’ll watch…”

“Of course you will. Now be a good cucky and hold Sweetie’s hair for her,” said Twilight with a grin. She let out a satisfied groan as Sweetie finally parted her plump, pillowy lips and took Twilight's flare into her mouth. Rarity gave a sullen nod and obediently went about holding Sweetie’s silky hair from her face as she worked. “See? You can follow directions. If you would’ve just shown this level of competence earlier, I wouldn’t be punishing you, now would I?”

“No, Goddess. Please forgive me.” It was difficult to focus on displaying her remorse over the sound of her younger sister messily slobbering on a big, fat marecock right next to her. Truthfully, it wouldn’t be so unbearable if Rarity could just touch herself, not even cum. Yet, with every reach between her legs, her fingers hit a cold, steel reminder of her failure and disobedience. “Sweetie, you’re not even doing it right! Let me show you how, at least…”

“Not everyone can be a cockfiend like yourself, Rarity. But that’s okay, I didn’t exactly invite Sweetie over for a blowjob,” said Twilight. Despite this, Sweetie seemed intent on choking herself out with Twilight’s rod, and only took a breath when the Goddess physically separated herself. “I wasn’t kidding when I said I was knocking up your sister. Get ready for some long nights at the office, Rarity. Your niece is going to need diapers, and somebody’s going to have to pay for them. Now get on the bed. Don’t make me ask again.”

Rarity scrambled from the floor and took to Twilight’s bed, sitting and watching anxiously. Giggles filled the room when Twilight, using her freakish alicorn strength, scooped Sweetie up as if she weighed nothing at all. With no effort whatsoever, Twilight gently deposited Sweetie not on the bed, but in Rarity’s lap. Something that wasn’t so gentle was the removal of Sweetie’s skirt, torn from her body savagely and baring her snug, smooth twat. Her excitement was visible, made doubly so when Twilight ran a finger up Sweetie's wet, eager slit.

"Hold her legs apart," said Twilight, stroking herself to the sight of Sweetie's tight little pussy. Rarity did as she was told, grabbing hold of Sweetie's slim, toned legs and spreading them apart by her thighs. Through a combination of natural flexibility and high school cheerleading, Sweetie's legs easily went up to either side of her head, giving Twilight a clear shot at her twat. "Let's wreck this pretty pussy, shall we?"

Rarity could feel her sister's heartbeat quicken, thumping louder in her small, narrow chest as Twilight approached, the fat flare of her cock still glistening with Sweetie's saliva. Twilight wasn't looking at her prize, rather, she looked directly into Rarity's sad, desperate, greedy little eyes when she penetrated Sweetie. Her head spread Sweetie's tight lips, a deliciously snug and warm passage for anyone, especially a mare the size of Twilight.

"Oh God, yes…" Sweetie threw her head back in ecstasy, moaning loudly into her very jealous sister's ear. "You're gonna freaking kill meeeee!"

"Your sister said the same thing, on her first time. You remember, right, Rarity?" chuckled Twilight, speaking loudly to be heard over Sweetie's moans. She forced her hips forward steadily, deliberately, until she had buried every last inch of her mighty shaft into Sweetie's compact body. "You begged me to fuck you until you couldn't move. You begged me to put a baby in you."

"I was stupid. I don't deserve a gift that generous, and I never will," said Rarity. The pit in her stomach grew with each thrust from Twilight into Sweetie. "Even though I would be incredibly honoured…"

"Lucky me, because that's exactly what's going to happen to me!" squealed Sweetie. "I've always wanted to be a Mom, you know?"

"Goddess, please. I understand I made a mistake, and I don't deserve you, but please don't get Sweetie pregnant." Rarity knew that it was unlikely for her Goddess to show mercy, but she was so desperate that she just had to try. "Fuck Sweetie as much as you like, but please, give me your cum, not her. Please…"

"On your back, cunt." Twilight shoved Rarity back, completely ignoring Rarity's request. She pulled herself out of Sweetie for a moment, taking a path around to climb into the bed. Now, she sat just in front of Rarity's head, a familiar position that normally preceded a harsh, sloppy throatfucking. Now, Rarity could only hope to taste her Goddess' cock. "Sweetie Belle, dear? Bring your pussy here, by your sister's face."

Sweetie nodded as she repositioned, turning herself around and into all fours; Now, her feet aligned with Rarity's head and, more importantly, her cunt hovered inches above Rarity's nose, dripping sticky juices down onto her features. She wiggled her hips, guiding herself towards Twilight's tool, letting out a moan and a giggle when she felt the powerful alicorn's hands grip her hips and pull her close.

It was a uniquely frustrating, taunting, and arousing angle for Rarity, pinned beneath her owner and her sister, looking up to see her Goddess breed a pussy other than hers. The sounds of Sweetie moaning and the slap of flesh on flesh was one thing, but to be eclipsed by the shadow of Sweetie's cunt was another experience altogether. A cocktail of fluids trickled down onto Rarity's face, a mixture of juices from Sweetie's cunt and sweat dripping from Twilight's heavy balls swinging with each thrust. Rarity could even see the bulging outline of her Goddess’ divine cock pushing through Sweetie Belle’s insides as it bred her.

Yet, to her surprise, more than upset, more than disgraced, more than even jealous, Rarity felt arousal. Some sick, perverted part of herself wanted this. She wanted to see the woman she loved and idolized be with someone else. Someone with value. Because Rarity knew, in her heart of hearts, that even feeling Twilight’s cock was a blessing, a privilege she had taken for granted.Now she had to entertain her Goddess in other ways, namely by enduring this mockery and humiliation.

And, like the pathetic whore Rarity knew she was, she found herself enjoying this punishment as well.

“You know, I told her that you’d be jealous. That it’d break your heart to watch me fuck her instead of you,” said Twilight, barely heard over Sweetie Belle’s delighted moans and begging for more, a request Twilight had no qualms with granting. “She insisted on doing it in front of you anyway. I guess it’s only fair. She has to watch you whore yourself around every day. Now you get to watch.”

“Oh fuck, yes… I’m close…” moaned Sweetie.

“Go ahead, Sweetie. Cum for me, cum on my big, fat cock.”

Rarity winced, squeezing her eyes shut, but it did nothing to block out the sound of Sweetie’s orgasm; She squealed as her entire body tightened, her legs squeezing together against the sides of Rarity’s head when she came. Rarity couldn’t see, but she could feel her sister convulse, sticky girlcum spraying down onto her face before Sweetie’s body relaxed, falling to rest atop of her sister.

“Do you know why Sweetie is allowed to cum whenever she likes but you’re not?” asked Twilight. She never ceased her movements, never slowed down, never stopped rocking Sweetie’s body and, by extension, Rarity beneath her. “Because Sweetie is a person. I respect Sweetie. I care about what Sweetie wants. Because Sweetie matters, and you don’t. Do you understand me?”

“Yes, Goddess…” whimpered Rarity. Though she knew it wouldn’t get her anywhere, Rarity still felt compelled to rub between her legs, her fingers gliding across the smooth surface of her chastity belt. “I understand that I’m just a worthless cunt. I don’t deserve your respect or your love.”

“Good. Now ask me to knock up your sister.” Twilight pressed down onto Sweetie’s body as she ploughed her, sliding in and out of Sweetie’s tight flower all the while smearing Rarity’s features with sticky fluids from each thrust. “If your begging amuses me enough, then I’ll forgive you for being such a monumental failure."

"Please, Goddess, give her your seed!" Rarity's voice trembled, a renewed sense of desperation in her words. Now, there was hope for forgiveness, and Rarity couldn't let such an opportunity pass her by. "Knock her up! Make her pregnant with your beautiful babies.”

Each word set Twilight off, encouraging her to ram her breeding pole deeper into Sweetie’s quivering body. Pinned beneath them, Rarity could feel the impact of each thrust, rocking her body and forcing onto her a reminder of her sister’s pleasure. Such reminders weren’t entirely necessary, as Sweetie’s moans and quivering were perfectly sufficient to display just how good she felt.

Twilight dug in with deep, fast thrusts, pounding away at Sweetie’s deepest, most sensitive parts, each thrust quicker and more passionate than the last. She drilled her small, supermodel-esque body down into the sheets, quickening her pace and intensity until she fucked Sweetie to a second climax; As Sweetie howled with pleasure and satisfaction, one leg twitching incessantly from the sheer force of her pleasure.

Finally, mercifully, Twilight too reached her limit, and buried herself as deep as she could go into Sweetie’s tight, convulsing pussy before finally unloading. Rarity heard each spurt, a shot of Goddess’ addictive cum flooding her little sister’s insides with each thrust. It seemed that Twilight sought to ensure that Sweetie was properly bred, as she slammed her hips into her with each deposit of her seed, forcing it deep into Sweetie and flooding her womb with the potent cream. Twilight’s orgasm was a voluminous one, more than Sweetie could evidently hold in her petite little body, and Rarity recoiled as cum began to drip from Sweetie’s cunt. Not in disgust, but in envy and the grim realization that Twilight had made true to her word; The Goddess surely must have impregnated Sweetie, and Rarity knew that she would soon be caring for a child that was not her own.

“Fuck, I needed that,” panted Twilight, wiping a bead of sweat from her brow. She sat back to regain herself and, when she pulled her cock free of Sweetie’s gripping folds, let out a deluge of her seed onto Rarity’s face. Immediately, Rarity’s mouth went open to catch herself a treat, and Twilight shut it with a wave of magic just as quickly. “Down, girl. You can have your treat in a second.” She patted Sweetie gently on the ass, smirking at the way she giggled. “How’re you doing, Sweetie? Was it good for you too?”

“The best…” Sweetie rolled over, finally freeing Rarity from beneath her. Even still, Rarity didn’t move. She simply lay there, staring at Sweetie’s well-fucked cunt and the creampie that could have been hers had she not been such a failure. “Can we go again? With Spike? I wanna take you both at once…”

“Easy, girl. You’re giving your sister a run for her money. That said… My living pocket pussy is currently on punishment…” Twilight smiled, and blew Sweetie a kiss, though this seemed to be mostly to make Rarity even more envious. “You’re on. But first… Let’s give Rarity a chance. Go ahead, cunt. Eat my cum from your sister’s pussy. If you’re quick enough, maybe she won’t be pregnant after all. I doubt it, considering how deep she took my load, but it’s worth a try.”

“Thank you, Goddess!” Rarity moved like a fuckdoll possessed, descending onto Sweetie’s snug twat and forcing her tongue inside. She wasted no time in lapping at her owner’s salty, bitter seed, each taste sending a shudder of perverted delight up her spine. As she ravenously devoured her treat, her desperation from both a desire to avoid Sweetie’s pregnancy and an innate need for her Goddess’ essence, Rarity managed to yelp out a question. “How long, Goddess?”

“In the belt? Let’s see, this is the first time you’ve ever cum without permission, so I suppose I shouldn’t be too hard on you…” Twilight tapped her chin thoughtfully. “Hm… Two months in the belt sounds fair. And for the next week, you’ll be sleeping in your doghouse in the backyard, until I think you deserve the floor of my castle. Oh, and of course, throughout those two months, I’ll be fucking Sweetie Belle, and you’ll be watching.”

“Thank you, Goddess! So generous, so forgiving!” A cum addict like Rarity had no trouble getting a majority of the seed from Sweetie’s cunt, but she kept licking, lapping, and sucking just to be sure she got every salty drop. “Thank you, thank you!”

“You are so pathetic, it’s honestly hilarious. You two have fun, I’m going to go get some water. Maybe see if Spike is around.” Twilight stood up and stretched, cracking her back before taking a step away. She made it all the way to the door before she stopped, turned back to Rarity, and flashed a devilish grin. “Oh, and fuckpig?”

“Yes, Goddess?” said Rarity, desperate to please her mistress.

“I’ve got that birth control spell on, you idiot. It takes 72 hours to wear off, I can’t get Sweetie pregnant until Thursday.”

As Twilight walked away, Rarity felt a wave of multiple emotions wash over her all at once. Relief that Sweetie wouldn’t be bearing a child, embarrassment that she had forgotten something she should have known even in her current, cock-obsessed incarnation, and, most of all, determination to please her Goddess, and to ensure that Twilight would have no reason or desire to dispel that birth control charm for Sweetie.

“Man, Twilight can be so mean,” laughed Sweetie. Rarity grinned and nodded, pointlessly rubbing at her belt before diving back in to get any forgotten drops of Twilight’s jizz from Sweetie’s muff.

“But of course. Why do you think I love her so much?”