The Ponyville Public-Use Pillory

"Ponyville Days" was always a fun time of year. The celebration of local culture was a big draw for tourism, providing an opportunity for ponies to share a bit of their small-town charm with their friends from the city. Everypony was showing the town off: The Apples were giving tours of their farm, Mayor Mare was narrating over a re-enactment of the town's founding, and Rarity was giving a special demonstration.

"This colorful tradition is almost as old as Ponyville itself," Rarity explained, prancing up the steps to the pillory. A crowd of ponies from Canterlot watched, eager to know where this was going.

"The offending pony is placed in the stocks like so" - With a magical glow from her horn, Rarity closed the top half of the stocks over her own neck and hooves - "and passersby are free to make use of the imprisoned pony to relieve their, dare I say, carnal desires. Of course, it's all in good fun, and a nice hard dicking is precisely what some ponies need to be put back on the right track."

The out-of-towners stood in stunned silence at the scandalous tradition. They were even more shocked when Rarity flagged her tail up, announcing, "Though nopony is scheduled to be punished today, as a special treat for our guests, I have generously volunteered to give this year's visitors to Ponyville Days a taste of the real Ponyville experience!"

The crowd's silence broke out into gasps and shouts, launching protests at the indecency of the situation. These ponies had come to Ponyville Days expecting to go on a hayride or buy a candy apple. Nopony had expected to see the Element of Generosity flash her marehood to the assembled crowd along with an open invitation to dive in and fuck her.

Rarity might have been embarrassed too, once, but she had lived in Ponyville long enough to know that this was not some base act of public indecency. No, it was a proud local tradition, part of the regional culture! If these city-ponies were too uncultured to appreciate that, she could only pity them.

The onlooking ponies continued to voice their discomfort until the voice of a well-bred mare broke through the din. "I say, what a delightful rural custom!"

The shocked ponies stepped back, leaving Fleur de Lis and Fancy Pants standing in a space where the crowd had parted around them. Fleur continued, undeterred by the shocked stares of the other Canterlot ponies, "Fancy, my dear, isn't this just the most interesting bit of local color we've stumbled upon?"

Fancy replied, while polishing his monocle, "I dare say you are positively right, my love. You know, whilst in my studies of Equestrian histories at university, I learned that some agrarian communities had similar customs to this one in our nation's past. That it has endured here shows such a splendid devotion to the preservation of Equestrian culture!"

The mob of shocked ponies acquiesced to Fancy's assessment almost instantly, mumbling hastily in agreement that yes, this was, in fact, not a debauched display of exhibitionism, but an important cultural piece, like an act of risqué performance art. Rarity quietly laughed at how easily the crowd was influenced. These were all hangers-on -- followers who relied on ponies like Fancy Pants, Fleur de Lis, and, if Rarity might be so bold, herself, to set the trends that they blindly followed.

Fancy and Fleur took up positions behind Rarity. "It's not every day that somepony gets the opportunity to bed down with one of the Elements of Harmony," Fleur cooed as she lifted one of Rarity's hind legs with an aura of pale violet magic.

Right in front of Fleur de Lis, Rarity's marehood glistened ever so slightly with wetness. It was white as freshly polished porcelain, clean enough that a pony could eat off of it. Thankfully, that was roughly what Fleur had in mind.

Her delicate tongue licked Rarity's entrance, tracing shapes around her clit. Rarity cooed in delight at Fleur's attentions. The mare was like a master painter with her tongue, every brushstroke part of a work of art.

As his partner dragged her tongue along the outside of Rarity's marehood, Fancy Pants said, "Please, dear, allow me to assist you." He dipped his head down to join Fleur, and added, "The two of us entwined with the Element of Generosity -- I say, this might make the front page of the society-section of the Canterlot Times!"

Rarity tried to hide a smile. She was hoping something along those lines would happen. There were journalists from all over Equestria here today to sample the local culture, movers and shakers in the industry like Trenderhoof and Photo Finish. Her bold display here could be plastered on magazines and newspapers across the nation, and she did so love to be the center of attention.

She bit her lip as Fancy Pants pressed her clit with his lips, her leg still held aloft by Fleur's magic so that all could see her pussy get thoroughly licked by Canterlot's most famous power-couple. Fancy's stallionhood dropped from his sheath, bobbing upwards so that it barely avoided smacking against his immaculate waistcoat.

Smugly eyeing the crowd from her place beside her partner's impressive rod, Fleur teased, "What do you say we give these ponies something to really talk about, lover?" Fancy nodded, pausing only to straighten out his moustache before mounting up on his hind legs, bringing his member up to meet Rarity's well-lubricated entrance.

Fancy Pants managed to seem the perfect picture of a high-society stallion even as he plunged his long, magnificent member into Rarity's quim. Rarity's gasps were muffled as Fleur came around and closed her lips around Rarity's own in a passionate, yet still elegant, kiss.

The assembled crowd muttered and gossiped. The power couple's taste for ménage a trois had long been a rumor in certain circles of Canterlot society, but this proved it. By the end of the week anypony who was anypony would know about this, and those that had the sense to follow trends ought to be seen mimicking the influential unicorns.

As Fancy's shaft slid in past its halfway point Rarity heard a mare yell out from the sidelines in an Eastern Europonyan accent, "Yes! Hold zat pose! Zis is exactly vat I have been searching for!" A barrage of camera flashes captured the moment that Fancy Pants plunged his medial ring into Rarity. Blinking as her eyes recovered from the dazzling lights, Rarity saw Photo Finish snapping pictures of the threesome from every angle, shouting out instructions as if they were models in one of her shoots.

"Yes! No! Yes! Be like a tiger, like a sexy tiger! Growl, growl for zee camera!"

The three ponies listened to the demands, posing and voguing as instructed. As their lewd public show went on, Fancy Pants reared up and puffed out his chest, leaning his hips into Rarity. He called out to Photo Finish, "Get ready for the 'money shot', as it were..." as his tip flared out, preparing to fire into Rarity's hole.

The crowd "ooh"-ed and "ahh"-ed as Fancy threw his hips deep into Rarity, mashing her tail against his chest as he shot out a hot stream of jizz. Rarity's moans rang out throughout the entire Ponyville Days fairgrounds as burst after burst of high-quality cream filled her. All the while, Fleur kissed her neck and jaw, making sure not to muffle the moans her partner was pounding out of their fashionista friend.

After Photo Finish was done snapping about a dozen pictures of Rarity getting creampied, Fancy and Fleur withdrew, replaced almost immediately by Jet Set and Upper Crust, desperate to be seen following the latest trend. Photo stayed and snapped more pictures. These hangers-on wouldn't make the front page, but they might make, say, page six. Even if they didn't, the photographer wanted the photos for her own private use.

After a few more couples had taken a round with Rarity, the crowd from Canterlot moved on, trying to catch up to Fancy Pants and Fleur de Lis. Rarity had gotten sopping wet, her pussy drooling a warm creampie the same color as her own coat. For a few minutes, Rarity stood vacant and unused, waiting for more guests to try out some Ponyville hospitality.

That wait ended when a tour group from Starlight Glimmer's old town (confusingly-named "Our Town") arrived. Starlight spotted Rarity and led the group over to her.

"Rarity, what are you doing in the stocks? I didn't hear about you getting in trouble."

Rarity gave a warm smile. "No, my dear. I volunteered to give our guests the chance to partake in a session with an authentic Ponyville public-use mare."

A rumble of confused murmurs rose from the tour group. Double Diamond asked, "Public-use? Starlight, what's she talking about?" Starlight blushed and whispered something into the stallion's ear.

His eyes widened as he realized just what Rarity was putting on offer. When Starlight was done explaining, he shouted, "What, right here in front of everypony? Are you for real? The travel brochure didn't say we'd get to fuck one of the Elements of Harmony!"

Once he blurted that out, the rest of the group looked similarly shocked. Our Town was a nice, conservative little village, unused to these kinds of bawdy traditions.

It looked like nopony would be bold enough to rut Rarity in front of their fellow tourists, until a mare in the group said, "I think Feather Bangs should take her for a spin!" The crowd parted around a handsome earth pony and a trio of mares that were made goo-goo eyes at him.

Feather Bangs looked from side to side, nervously. "Um, are you sure? I mean, there are a lot of ponies watching--"

"Of course we're sure!" Feather Bangs' fan club shoved him forward, pushing him around behind Rarity. She had the feeling that these mares were more excited to see Feather Bangs' cock than anything else, but she didn't mind. Lifting her tail, she gave him the go-ahead to enter her.

After a moment of trepidation, Feather Bangs mounted her from behind, resting his hooves on her withers as his hardening stallionhood touched her. Feather Bangs' fans, their faces mere inches away from his rear, watched closely as his tip pushed inside of her lips.

"Oooh, yeah, girl!"

With every thrust of his hips, Feather Bangs let out a sexy moan, giving everypony a sample of his beautiful voice. For all their earlier prudishness, the other tourists from Our Town were crowding around to gawk at their hometown heartthrob fuck Rarity. Many of the ponies looked eager to get a taste for themselves, as mares' tails perked up and stallions' cocks dropped from their sheaths.

Finally, a blue unicorn trotted up to her mouth, sporting an eager erection. "I usually don't throw these kinds of parties, but I'd kick myself if I passed this chance up," said Party Favor. Standing on his hind legs, he grabbed Rarity's face with his forehooves and plunged his cock into her open maw.

Rarity wrapped her perfect lips around the party pony's shaft, rewarding his boldness with her well-practiced blowjob skills. Meanwhile, Feather Bangs humped away at her behind, cheered on by his adoring fans. As one of them tried to grope his butt, he protested, "Hey, Rarity's the public-use pony here, not me!" The offending mare had to be dragged away by Starlight like she was a clingy groupie at a concert. After that, the two remaining fans were better behaved, though they still looked at Feather Bangs' hindquarters with a twinkle of desire.

Finally able to focus solely on the mare in front of him, Feather Bangs redoubled his efforts, pounding away at Rarity's pussy. His boyish moans rose in pitch as he buried himself deeper and deeper, faster and faster. He swooned, "Oh, baby...baby...baby -- OOooooHH~!!!"

Rarity groaned lustily around Party Favor's cock as Feather Bangs filled her, cum gushing from his stallionhood. His knees wobbled as he came inside, having used all his strength in his final moments of power-fucking. Once he had pumped out all the cum he had in store, he tumbled backwards. Landing on his rump, his spent, sticky stallionhood drooped between his thighs for all to see.

His fans licked their lips as they stared at Feather Bangs' cock, and for an instant it seemed like they might dive in to suck it, consequences be damned. They thought better of it, though. Instead, they set their eyes on the creampie that leaked out from Rarity's marehood. Mashing their muzzles against her plot, they fought over every lick.

"Mmff -- Back off, slut! It's mine! *Slurp~*"

"As if, bitch! *Lick~* If anyone's gonna taste Feather Bangs' cum, it's gonna be me!"

The catfight continued, interrupted now and then by the wet smacks as they lapped up Feather Bangs' load. They were so focused that they didn't notice Feather Bangs slink away, trying to get as far as possible from his rabid fans.

By that time, Party Favor was approaching his own orgasm. She felt his cock throb in her mouth, and he slid his shaft out, dragging it against her tongue. It seemed like he might pull out to finish on her face, or worse, her hair. Rarity shot him a stern look and tightened her lips around him.

Party Favor teased her, "What's the matter, don't want a face-full of silly-string?" She rolled her eyes. Sweet Celestia, he's worse than Pinkie Pie. He shrugged. "Fine with me. I just hope you have a sweet tooth!" Widening his stance to steady himself, Party Favor's muscles tensed as ropes of jizz pumped out of his cock.

*Splurt splurt splurt!*

Held right in the front of Rarity's mouth, his tip was in the perfect position to hose down the mare's tongue with his cumshot. The cum was surprisingly sweet, or perhaps not so surprising, given the eccentric stallion's "party pony" status.

Feather Bangs' fans had finished up behind her, wandering off to try and find the beleaguered stallion. After Party Favor pulled himself from her mouth, Rarity took a look around her. The tourists had been joined by other observers, every set of eyes locked squarely on her. Rarity just smiled, using a bit of magic to tidy up her mane.

"So, which lucky stallion wants to go next?"

For the next few hours, Rarity was the day's hottest tourist attraction. Double Diamond took his turn with her, preferring to plow her delicate asshole, followed by Night Glider, who used one of Party Favor's sausage-shaped latex balloons as a double-ended dildo.

Amidst the carnal delights, she spotted Trenderhoof interviewing ponies after they finished, asking how they were enjoying the festivities. Rarity hoped he might come over and take a turn with her.

But when one stallion asked if he had any such plans, he answered, "Oh, heavens no! I'm interested in the authentic Ponyville experience, not the dulled-down version they serve to yuppies and tourists." As if to illustrate his point, he gave a judgmental look at a souvenir stall somepony had set up just down the road, where they were hawking novelty t-shirts and knick-knacks that bore slogans like "I Visited The Ponyville Pillory, And All I Got Was This Lousy T-Shirt!"

Foiled again, Rarity thought as she watched the svelte, smartly dressed stallion leave in search of something more "authentic". He'd probably have jumped at the chance if it had been Applejack in these stocks!

As the day went on the crowd gradually dissolved until, at last, Rarity found that there weren't any ponies queued to use her. By then she had lost count of all the ponies she had serviced, but she took that as a point of pride. She had done such a splendid job showing all those visiting ponies just how great Ponyville's traditions were!

"Rarity, what are you doing in the stocks?"

Rarity looked up to see Spike standing in front of her, holding a bundle of cotton candy from the fair as he ogled her, wide-eyed.

"Well, my dear, I'm giving our esteemed guests a practical demonstration of our public-use pillory," Rarity explained. Nodding her head back, she indicated the growing puddle of cum pooling behind her. "I think it's safe to say it's been a very popular attraction!"

"Wow..." Spike muttered, enthralled by the sight of his long-time crush locked in the stocks. His eyes got that look they usually had when he was looking at a particularly tasty gemstone. "I guess it's only for out-of-town ponies, right?"

Rarity answered, "Well, it is meant for the tourists..." Looking between his legs, Rarity observed that Spike was getting a hard-on from staring at her. His big, fat dragon dick dropped out from Spike's reptilian genital-slit before swinging upward as if to point up straight at her.

"I suppose if you wanted, it wouldn't hurt if you took a turn, Spikey-Wikey," she generously offered.

"Really!?" Spike's face lit up as Rarity nodded. He finished his cotton candy in one bite and ran forward. Standing in front of her, he grabbed his erect cock. His penis bulged as he squeezed lightly around the base with one claw and massaged the shaft with the other.

His eyes were pleading, like a dog begging for a treat. Well, a treat was exactly what Rarity planned on giving him. She opened her mouth, making a show of displaying her lush lips, her pearly teeth, her dexterous tongue to Spike. The lovestruck dragon watched in fascination as his sex-idol stuck her tongue out, bending her head, bringing it ever so slowly towards his cock.

When her flesh met his, Spike's breath caught in his throat. The warm wetness of Rarity's tongue enveloped his cockhead, swirling around the tip as she moved it from side to side. She gave a long lick from base to tip, like it was an ice cream cone, and Spike shuddered with ecstasy.

He grabbed her mane with his claws, panting. "Rarity...please..." She decided she had teased him enough. drawing back, she pursed her lips to plant a kiss on the tip of his cock.

Then she rammed her head down, spreading her lips to take Spike's entire length into her mouth in one depraved gulp.

"Oh FUCK!" Spike roared as Rarity swung her head up and down, embracing his member with her mouth. It took a special kind of mare to maintain her ladylike appearance while being face-fucked, but somehow she managed it. With proper control of her breathing and gag reflex, she could give a blowjob and still maintain her perfect poise.

From behind, her pussy was dripping with the sloppy seed of ponies from all across Equestria, the base of her tail matted with musky spunk as it brushed over her asshole, gaping from Double Diamond's powerful ass-fucking. But from the front she was picture-perfect. She hadn't so much as smeared her makeup, having made every stallion she had blown so far finish inside her mouth.

"R--Rarity! Your mouth...It feels so good!" Spike cried out, staring into her big, beautiful blue eyes. She batted her lashes at him, teasing him as he desperately pushed his cock into her, smearing the roof of her mouth with his precum. This was what Rarity loved about her little Spikey-Wikey. He worshipped her like a goddess, no less than she deserved.

*Plap plap plap plap!*

The dragon squirmed and bit his lip as he fucked her mouth, his groin smacking against her muzzle. He was completely lost in pleasure, finally letting out years of pent-up lust for the lovely mare.

Spike's cock grew hotter as dragon blood surged through its veins, signaling that he was about to blow. Spike shouted, "Rarity, I'm gonna cum!" as his breathing grew ragged, his eyes squeezing shut.

*Plap plap plap!*

"I'm gonna..."

*Plap plap plap!*

"Gonna..."

*Plapplapplapplapplap!*

"GGggrrrrRAAAaaAGGHH!!!"

Spike let out a roar of ecstasy as he tightened his grip on Rarity's hair, leaning forward on his tip-toes as he came. Bursts of steaming-hot cream poured from his dragon-dick, forcing Rarity to gulp it down, or else let it spill from her mouth. A proper lady never spits, she reminded herself, swallowing every drop of dragon cum.

Once she had consumed all of her creamy reward, Rarity started to speak, "Well, I hope you enjo--"

Surprising her, Spike plunged his penis back into her mouth with so much as a moment's hesitation. He didn't stop. He didn't slow down. He didn't even soften. It was like nopony had ever told Spike that males were supposed to have a refractory period. The spaded cock-head swabbed the inside of her mouth and Spike's belly mashed into her snout each time he hilted himself into her face.

The unexpected oral assault broke Rarity's careful composure. Her breath control had been messed up, and now she was struggling to suck down air in between Spike's bursts of fervent face-fucking. She managed to open her mouth long enough to take a deep breath like a diver gasping for air, only for Spike to shove his cock right back in, deeper than ever.

A long, sticky strand of jizzy drool connected her mouth to the base of Spike's cock as he pulled out, and as he plunged back in with a wet squelch, Rarity's cum-flavored spit spattered on the ground. She made ungodly, guttural noises as he pounded her throat.

"Gluurk...Gluckk...Ghaagghh...GAK!!!"

In less than a minute, Spike was roaring again. With one powerful flap of his wings, he lifted himself up enough to get his feet off the ground, and wrapped his legs around the fashionista's head. Locked onto her like an alien face-hugger, Spike poured another blast of his dragon-batter down her throat, backing up into her mouth as she gagged. Her cheeks bulged with spunk until there was nowhere for it to go. The prim and proper mare couldn't do a thing to stop it as a thick rope of Spike's cum shot out from her nose as she coughed up the thick load.

Rarity looked a sorry sight. Cum oozed from her nostrils and even more gushed from her mouth to coat her lips and chin. Her hair was a mess from Spike holding onto it. Not very ladylike at all, she thought.

Unfortunately for her, Spike was just getting started.

As the Ponyville Days came to a close, Spike was finally finishing up with Rarity.

Flapping his wings to hover in front of her, he frantically stroked his cock with one claw while he used the other to hold onto Rarity's horn. "Get ready, Rarity. Here it comes!"

Ready or not, it made no difference. Spike hosed his jizz all over Rarity's face, marking her for the umpteenth time. Her makeup was completely ruined, smeared from sweat and tears and cum, her mascara running down her white cheeks. Her hair was like a rats' nest, growing stiff as ropes of cum soaked down to the roots of her mane and dried like cheap off-brand hair gel.

Rarity was exhausted, her jaw too sore to talk. She didn't have the energy to complain about her disheveled appearance. She knew she had offered herself to Spike, but she hadn't anticipated him to take her with such...gusto. At least now that the day was coming to a close, nopony important was likely to see her in this sorry state--

"Oh my goodness, Ms. Finish! Look at Rarity!"

Rarity turned her head, aghast as Trenderhoof and Photo Finish approached, gawking at her. Oh, no! Rarity's blood went cold. I can't let Trenderhoof and Photo Finish see me like this! They'll think I'm a wreck! That I'm not a proper lady! That I'm hideous! That I'm--

"Absolutely marvelous!" declared Trenderhoof.

...What?

"Now this is what I've been looking for! A glimpse of the real, authentic, down-and-dirty Ponyville experience, not that sanitized version they show for the tourists. We need to capture the roughness, the grittiness, the messiness, the...the..."

"Zee authenticity?" offered Photo Finish, using Trenderhoof's favorite word.

"Exactly!" The trendy stallion pranced over to Rarity, posing beside her. "Take a picture! I want to really capture the essence of Ponyville. You get in the frame too," he said to Spike, "If you could pose there...just...perfect!"

Spike hovered over her head and smiled at Photo Finish's camera as Trenderhoof tried his best to look like a dignified journalist, in spite of the hard-on he had growing between his legs.

Photo Finish looked through her camera, ready to take the picture. "Wunderbar! I shall take zee picture on drei, yes? Ein...zwei..."

*Squirt*

"Drei!"

As the camera flashed, Spike and Trenderhoof smiled, but Rarity squinted her eyes shut as one last drop of cum drizzled from Spike's dick down onto her face.

And of course, that was the photo the newspaper ended up using.