Author's Note

To those of you reading this as it comes out, happy Hearth's Warming! My gift to you is a very large penis and a pair of heavy testicles. Oh, and more breasts.

Chapter the Sixteenth: Take the Prize

In her bedchamber, Luna was stripped down once again. She was almost used to this treatment, as evidenced by the fact that she immediately turned her back to Steelhorn, spread her wings so as to prevent any damage to them, and grasped firmly her bedposts for stability. She no longer needed to be tied up for her whippings. She did think that this was a bit of an overreaction, though. As far as she could tell, the worst Celestia had done was to insult the regent. Surely a spanking would suffice?

There was a muted clatter behind her as the minotaur's gear slid down onto the floor. The sound of steel and leather on stone was quickly forgotten as she heard his hooves clack on the floor as he approached. He was right on top of her, now. She shivered with fear, no longer certain what to expect.

She felt his hand upon her arse. She jumped a bit, but it didn't hurt. This was no spanking, but instead a caressing. Not a punishment, but a compliment. This was confirmed as his other hand slid around her waist, gently rubbing her stomach. Soft pressure pulled her body back toward his, until she could feel his erection pressing against the small of her back. With his horns, he was about seventy centimetres taller than she was, and nearly twice her weight. She'd been with a few stallions before, but they were always smaller than she was.

With a small readjustment, his erection was now between her thighs and she was slid further until her back was pressed against his chest. She could feel the heat ratiating from his thick fur. Her sensitive wings could pick up his heart beating. Her sister would never believe that he had one. His hot breath on her neck relaxed her grip on the bedposts as he wrapped his muscular arms around her body. She felt herself lifted off the floor and moved from the foot of the bed. He carried her slowly to the mattress, twisting her body as he laid her across the bedspread.

She looked up into his eyes. The blue-gray irises staring back reminded her of the moon during the winter months. To others, they may have seemed cold and lonely, but to her, it was much like having a strong, silent companion when nopony else was around. As his body covered hers, she could feel his erection pressing at her gilded entrance. In a panic, she placed her hands against his chest and pushed back.

"Wait, please," she said, her breath heavy with anticipation. "We're not so sure about this. We've never been with anyone so large as yourself before. We are not sure if we can take it safely."

Steelhorn leaned forward, kissing Luna's lips. "I've destroyed the houses of less reputable minotaur lords, only to find pony and griffin sex slaves inside. They were smaller than you, and they were able to fit. You shall be less of a problem."

Luna gave a tentative nod. "Just, be gentle, okay?"

With a grunt Steelhorn slid forward. His first attempt slid right out. He backed up and tried again, only to slip out a second time. Realigning himself, this time he used his hand to guide his tip in, and with a firm thrust, he slid almost half of his length into her quivering, wet hole. For a moment, the room went quiet. The only sound that could be heard was Luna's whimpering as she adjusted to the massive rod she'd been impaled upon.

After a few moments passed, Steelhorn pushed a bit deeper. He'd bedded virgins before, and had two daughters to show for his efforts. This was an entirely different kind of tightness. It was almost too much.

Luna wrapped her arms around his chest, her fingers snaking their way through his back hair, her fingernails digging into his skin. Tears began to form in her eyes as he reached the two-thirds mark. She'd never been so full before. It hurt, but not as much as the whip had. Even so, the warmth of her lover's body helped to soothe the pain away.

He was far enough in now that he could begin pulling back out. As he did, the wave of pleasure Luna felt was quite intense. She involuntarily let out a moan, squeezing around him as best she could to slow his exit, prolonging the sensation. With another slow thrust, he was back inside of her, a few centimetres deeper than last time. Again, he pulled back, letting her feel every bit of him as he went.

Before long, the the room was filled with Luna's moaning and Steelhorn's grunting. These noises drowned out the muffled slaps of his furry hips against her taut buttocks. His left hand had snaked around her chest and was firmly grasping her opposing shoulder, keeping her from sliding away from him, his right arm kept him propped off the bed. Both of her arms were devoted to being wrapped tightly around his barrel. She was so close, in fact, that every gasp of air she sucked in was filtered through his thick, wiry brown coat.

After half an hour of losing themselves to the pleasure, Steelhorn began to pick up speed. Luna could feel his cock throbbing inside of her, and she could hear his heart pounding in her ear. He was close. Her grip tightened around him, as she expected him to fire off his load with such force that she would need to hold on to keep it from exploding across the room.

She was certainly not disappointed. As he pushed his entire length into her, he filled her womb with such force that much of the immense volume travelled back down her vagina and sprayed across his heavy balls. Seven spurts of viscous ooze filled her to such a point that she now had an abdominal bulge, even as large amounts of the liquid dripped out of her now gaping hole.

Luna lay panting and sweaty on the bed. She'd never before had sex so intense as that. She thought she'd been disappointed by stallions not being able to measure up in the past, but now, she doubted she'd ever be able to derive pleasure from one ever again. She needed more than they could offer. She needed a minotaur. She needed Steelhorn.

Steelhorn stood up. He was accustomed to vigorous activity, and was quite capable of going another two rounds before heading off to bed, but he wasn't sure Luna could take him more than once tonight. If the pregnancy didn't take, he'd have plenty of time to try again. He had an estimated five months before he had to go back home. That was a hundred and fifty nights, giving him all the opportunities he would need to give Equestria his seed.