Author's Note

Please take note, the CMCs are all ages nineteen and over for the purposes of this story, or one year advanced above whatever the legal age of consent is in your region. In cases where these ages are not the same, the higher number is correct. Thank you for adjusting your expectations accordingly.

Chapter the Fifteenth: Belladonnas in Bloom

King awoke the next morning to the feeling of teeth grinding along his shaft. He hated the feeling of teeth. He'd trained his slaves better than that. As he opened his eyes, he found the cause. Applejack had opted to wake him with a gentle blowjob, but Big Mac had mounted her, and his powerful thrusts into her pussy were jolting her forward. That was the cause of her toothiness. King could forgive her for that. He shifted her head down, keeping her jaw from causing any further problems. It was pleasing to see Big Mac taking such pleasure in his sister.

They both came inside her at the same time, and as King picked himself up and stretched, he saw the large mess that Big Mac and Applejack had made. There was spilled seed everywhere. It's not that Applejack couldn't catch it all, rather, she was unable to contain it all. So much was dripping from her snatch and even more from her arsehole.

Big Mac collapsed. He'd been pumping all night, having to put down an erection as soon as the apples came out. Applejack fisting him elbow-deep certainly wasn't helping him keep it down. She was exhausted too, so King tucked them into his bed and allowed them to rest.

"I don't understand why Applejack's family is being given such special treatment," complained Twilight. "We all have relatives we'd like to have more involved in our lives."

"Applejack's family is right here in Ponyville," answered King. "I don't have to go anywhere to find them. Can you all say the same?"

Twilight quieted down. Her parents were in Canterlot, and her brother was in the Crystal Empire with his wife and child. Pinkie's family was far away on a rock farm. Fluttershy wasn't sure where her brother even was. Daring hadn't spoken to any of her family in over a decade.

"I have a sister," answered Rarity. "She lives here in Ponyville. She would be a welcome addition to your fold, my King."

King scratched his chin. "A sister, you say? Tell me about her."

"She graduated from school last year," answered Rarity. "She moved in with her coltfriend, but they're not talking to each other right now. She loves to sing."

"A singer?" A lecherous smile grew on King's face. "I bet she's good at keeping her throat open, and at holding her breath for long periods of time."

Rarity nodded. "That she is. She could provide hours of entertainment for your court, my King."

Her voice wasn't what King was interested in. There was something else he wanted from her. "Where can I find your sister?"

"She's probably right around the orchard, actually," smiled Rarity. "She often goes to her old clubhouse when she's upset. Apple Bloom is probably comforting her. That's Applejack's sister."

Two more mares to be added to the fold. Young ones, too. Only just being old enough to graduate from school. While King preferred the more mature mares for their experience, there was no denying that fresh mares were always tighter. If that weren't enough, two at once was a fine deal.

King left the barn, and immediately, he felt a rush of power coming back to him. He had amassed enough thralls now to sense the ponies around him. As he took a deep, refreshing breath, he turned to the farmhouse. Two ponies were in there, both female. This wasn't the clubhouse he'd been told of, so he doubted that they were the two he wanted, but it was interesting to note, regardless.

He walked over to the clubhouse, and found that it was empty. There was no mare here. He considered going back, but a peek through the window convinced him to wait, and reconsider. A bra lay on the floor, a tiny little lace one, no larger than a B-Cup. Next to it was a lacey pair of panties. Slipping in, King grabbed them and took a long sniff. They were used, and the girl they belonged to was certainly a healthy one. She would be a fun capture. Wrapping the panties around his dick, he returned to the barn. She was living there, but she wasn't there right now. He'd have to come back later.

Several hours passed as King and his harem made up for AJ and Big Mac being indisposed. King found out in that time the name of his target, Sweetie Belle. He also found that one of the mares in the farmhouse was the Apple Bloom he'd heard of, and the other was named Granny Smith. She would need to be taken care of, too, but she was older. Special care would need to be taken for her.

King noticed Apple Bloom leaving about the time Big Mac was waking up. Bringing him along as added muscle was a nice idea, especially if one of them tried to run. As they made their way to the clubhouse, King could feel the presence of another mare. That had to be Sweetie Belle.

Apple Bloom went inside and King waited outside. He wanted to listen in for a bit, so as not to seem as if he was waiting for this moment. "Did ya do what I told ya?" There was a sniffling sound. "What'd he say?"

"He s-said..." more sniffling. "He said my butt was too flat."

"Even though you stuck it out like we practiced?"

"He thought it was stuffed. I would never!"

King smiled at the thought. He liked to know exactly what type of body he was working with right from the start. Stuffing was always a bad choice.

"Show me again."

There was a series of clunking noises along the floor, as if Sweetie Belle was walking in circles, wearing high heels. King wasn't a big fan of those, either, though he had to admit it made mare's butts look more impressive. Still, every arse was unique. As long as they could clamp around his cock, they were all beautiful. Even the flat ones, as they meant a deeper penetration.

"You're lolling forward and back too much. You need the side to side motion, too." There was a more muted stepping. Apple Bloom was wearing sneakers. "Like that."

"I'm sorry, Apple Bloom. My hips just aren't that appealing. I really am ugly."

That was his cue. Leaving Big Mac listening at the door, King walked in. "I've heard you were having trouble attracting boys, Sweetie Belle. Allow me to show you how to really please them."