The Band of Loyalty

With how easily everything had been going with Rainbow's parents, King was a bit shocked by the fact that they hadn't joined him in the shower to make sure his dick was shiny and clean. He supposed that might have been a bit much to expect. If they had, he might have taken some time to question it. They certainly would have taken the time to question where he'd found a dick in the first place. Anypony that was accustomed to seeing Rainbow nude would definitely have something to say. He had to be careful.

Stepping out of the bathroom in some breezy loungewear, he felt refreshed and clean. It was dark already, and he needed some sleep. Perhaps after, he'd find a way to take them down. He went to Rainbow's bedroom, and there he saw an opportunity.

"Did you have a nice shower?" asked Bow, looking over his shoulder. He was standing in front of Rainbow's trophy case, polishing a silver-plated placard Rainbow had won for a golf tourney. She'd never played golf again after that; it was too slow-paced for her. He placed it back on the shelf next to one she actually did like, a gold medal for arm-wrestling.

"It was nice enough," replied King. "Very refreshing, I must say. I was just thinking about going to bed."

"Well, don't mind me. I was just looking over some of your trophies, here. I saw a smudge, and had to make sure it was cleaned up."

King smiled and nodded. He tossed a few pillows around the bed. To the untrained eye, it may have looked haphazard, but there was a method to it. These two had to be stacked like so, this one had to be sideways, the comforter had to be shifted to be diagonal.

"How are your injuries holding up?" asked Bow, placing a hand on King's shoulder. "Do you need me to wrap any of them?"

In truth, the praise he'd received before and during dinner had been more than enough to heal up most of the injuries. The more visible damage had been left untreated for now. King wanted to arouse something, but it wasn't suspicion. Not yet. He wasn't powerful enough in this form, and he didn't have enough slaves to counteract his lack of strength.

"Just one," said King. "Most of these will just heal over time, but there is one that I worry about becoming infected."

He patted the bed in exactly the place he wanted Bow to sit. He took the bait, sitting right where King wanted him. Pulling up his left pant leg, King draped his knee over Bow's lap. There was no wound, but Bow running his hands all over his thigh was more than enough to arouse King. That arousal would give him enough drive to make at least one more conquest tonight.

"I'm not seeing any wound, Rainbow," said Bow, confused. "Which is especially weird because I remember there being one here earlier in the da--"

Grabbing Bow by the shoulder and pulling him down to the bed, King wrapped him nice and tight with the comforter. The pillows had been arranged in just such a way that Bow's face was completely blocked off on all sides. They also kept his back arched and his hips up in the air. He couldn't shout, he couldn't flee, and his arse was on full display. With a quick tug at his trousers, Bow was ready to be violated.

King pulled out his hardening erection and shoved it up Bow's arse, their testicles slapping against each other as King listened to the muffled cries of yet another victim. He'd always found males to be a harder conquest, but an easier sell. However, with the odds stacked prominently in his favor, King made short work of Bow's arse, a small spray of cum erupting from the stallion as he was filled.

King pulled out, and released his grip on the comforter. Bow slipped out with ease and began to lick at King's cock, cleaning it meticulously. "You could have just asked," he said, swallowing a mouthful of aftershock. "I'd do anything for my little girl."

"I am no longer your little girl," came the response. "I am your King."

"Yes, my King," smiled Bow. "Should we tell your mother?"

Windy had just gone to bed. She'd only recently come up from the kitchen. She had a very special breakfast planned for Rainbow tomorrow morning, and that meant prepping a day in advance. She was relaxing with a book and waiting for her husband to join her.

She was quite surprised when King came in. "Mother, can I ask you for something?"

Windy looked up. "Sure thing, Rainbow. What's on your mind?"

"I need you to suck my dick."

An awkward silence echoed throughout the room as they stared at each other. Windy broke the tension with a chuckle. "You almost had me, Rainbow. Funny joke."

"That wasn't a joke," responded King.

"It has to be," said Windy. "You don't have a dick." Without a word, King dropped his pants and displayed his erection. Windy's eyes went wide at the sight. She couldn't believe what shewas seeing. "Since when do you have a dick, Rainbow?"

"That doesn't matter," replied King. "What matters is, you're going to suck on it."

"No, I'm not," scowled Windy. "We have to take you to a physician right away!"

King lowered his gaze. As he looked back up, a smile crossed his face. "You're going to suck my cock. Whether you want to or not." With a wave of King's hand, Bow filed into the room and tackled Windy. She pleaded with him to let her go, but he would obey only his king. Draping her head over the edge of the bed, she was ready to be forced open.

The room was soon filled with the sounds of Windy choking and crying as King pushed his cock down her throat. Having just finished inside of Bow, King was in his refractory period, and it took quite awhile to reach his climax. Still, he managed to eventually bust his nut down her throat. As his ropey spurts reached her stomach, she stopped crying, and began to suck. She was rather good at it, too.

King collapsed on the bed. He was tired and sore. He needed sleep. Luckily, his two new thralls were glad to help him fall asleep. Bow planted his nose under King's balls and began licking his pussy clean, while Windy fed him some warm milk from her breasts. Before long, he was out cold.