Chapters Three Principals & A Bikini Contest
Cadance reclined on her towel, letting the sun catch her skin in just the right way. Its warmth flooded her system, rejuvenating it and creating a sense of happiness within her. Life was certainly grand, that was for sure. She had the most amazing job in the world at Crystal Prep High, with paid vacation time to boot. Becoming principal after Abacus Cinch was unceremoniously fired by the school board was a wonderful accomplishment. However, the job did leave her exhausted most evenings. She’d retire home to a little alone time with a glass of sparkling grape juice, a nice bubble bath…and certain other things.
Since she was still single, she very often had to resort to her favorite vibrator for sexual excitement. She’d lay nude in her bathtub, allowing the warm water to lushly grace her light pink skin. Then, she’d stick her pussy under the running faucet, feeling tendrils of joy tickle her mind. Finally, she’d grab her vibrator (which was battery powered, mind you) and shove it deep into the forest of folds below her belt. Her screams of delight would shake her home. But, since nobody else lived there, it wasn’t a problem. Cumming was only a matter of time, and she’d shoot beautiful streams from her cunny tunnel, watching them mix with the water and sighing in rapturous relief.
But today, she was at the beach on a perfect Sunday afternoon. As much as she loved her vibrator, she’d rather have the real thing. So, she put on her sexiest swim attire and hoped that a man might pass her way. Unfortunately for her, such a thing was not to be. While the striped two-piece she wore was brilliantly made and fit her perfectly, other girls wore skimpier things. It seemed that, the less a woman wore, the more apt a man was to see her. Cadance didn’t like this, so she moved her boobs around a bit, trying to show more without being arrested. It was to no avail…well…almost to no avail.
She did catch the eye of one man, though she groaned as he came over. Her own feminine preconceived notions about males kicked in. This man was a little on the hefty side. He didn’t have chiseled features, toned abs, or other things females look for. Instead, he bore a bit of a belly. Sunglasses adorned his face and they reflected the sun sharply as he strode over to where the pretty young teacher lay back on her towel. Once there, he stood looking at her, almost as if trying to make a very important decision.
“Young lady?” He asked kindly.
“…Yes?” Cadance asked, hoping that he wouldn’t ask her out.
“Would you like to win a good bit of the green stuff?”
“…as in…money?” Cadance asked.
“Yes, indeed!” The man grunted, “I’m talkin’ greenbacks galore!”
“Well…it does sound intriguing,” Cadance conceded, “but…how would I go about procuring these…erm…greenbacks?”
“Why, just enter the Ms. Canterlot Beach Bikini Blowout!” The man responded, whipping out a poster.
Cadance’s mouth dropped. The poster featured a curvaceous cutie dressed in nothing more than two bits of string and some toilet paper. It was incredibly provocative, to say the least, and she didn’t know if she wanted any part of it. As much as she wanted to attract men, she didn’t know if she could stoop that low. Still, though, the prize money of $10,000 was a lot to take in. She shifted around on her towel, trying to make up her mind.
“Well?” The man asked.
“Um…how exactly does it work?”
“You put on a bikini, parade around a bit, and then do it again. You’re judged in each round. If you score enough points, the smackers are yours!”
“That simple, huh?” Cadance asked.
“Yep!” The man said.
“Alright,” Cadance said, “I’ll do it.”
“Splendid!” The man said, “if you’ll follow me, my dear, I’ll introduce you to the other contestants.”
He led Cadance into a huge tent with a long runway sticking out of one side. Surrounding this runway were hundreds of onlookers, including some that Cadance recognized. She blushed when she saw Twilight’s brother, Shining Armor, standing there. He’d always been the catch of Crystal Prep, and she couldn’t help but feel her heart skip a beat. He was kind, incredibly handsome, and very well known amongst the local females his age. She smiled a bit, twirling her hair before suddenly realizing that he’d be seeing her in a few swimsuits.
This is perfect! She squeaked internally, if I can be sexy enough…maybe he’ll…oh…oh, I hope so!
“Now, then, here we are,” said the man, ushering Cadance into a small dressing area, “these are your dress mates, as we call them. Ladies, this is Cadance.”
“Oh…my…gosh…” Cadance gulped as she stared at the two women in front of her.
“I should say the same thing,” one of them responded.
“C-C-Celestia and L-L-Luna!” Cadance gasped.
“Ah, you three know each other!” The man said, “wonderful! I’ll leave you to prepare for the contest.”
With that, he was gone. Cadance was all alone with a bikini clad Celestia and Luna! She stared up and down and noted how toned and gorgeous their bodies were. Two bouncing breasts livened each of their chests. She’d heard a true story that a student had once taken pictures of Celestia’s boobs when she was in the locker room after a teacher’s only softball game. That particular student had been expelled and sent to juvenile hall, but his story lived on. Now Cadance bore witness to what many male students had secret fantasies about.
“I…I had no idea!” She said.
“Neither did we,” Luna responded, “but I think it’s great that you’re here now!”
“You don’t understand, Luna,” Cadance said, “I…I…I mean, if the board finds out-“
“The board?” Celestia asked, and then scoffed a bit. “I wouldn’t worry about them. Half of them turn out to see this event each year and the other half fund the damn thing.”
“Pardon?” Cadance asked. She’d never heard Celestia swear before.
“My sister’s right,” Luna said, adjusting her deep navy bikini top, “the board genuinely don’t give a rat’s ass about this.”
“Since when did you two become such sewer mouths?” Cadance asked.
“Oh, we never curse around our students,” Celestia said, “but in here, it’s okay. Of course…a LOT of things are…heh-heh…okay in here.”
“Yes, indeed, my sister,” Luna said, narrowing her eyes hungrily in Cadance’s direction.
“Oh, I’m not interested in…well, sex,” Cadance said, “I’m just here for the prize money.”
“Sure you are,” Celestia said, running a finger through Cadance’s beautiful hair, “and I’m the fucking president.”
“Oh, my goodness,” Cadance said, feeling a twinge in her vaginal region.
“Something wrong, dearie?” Luna asked, pecking Cadance on the cheek.
“I…erm…um…your dirty talk is turning me on.”
“Good girl,” Celestia cooed, “but wait ‘til after round one. There’s so much skin to show…and so little time to do it.”
Three Principals & A Bikini Contest
Cadance heard the roar of the crowd as the participants began modeling their swimwear for round one. In this first part of the contest, each girl had to wear something that was full coverage. Round two would be skimpy tops and thongs. Finally, the decisive round would consist of whatever the girls wanted. Everyone was hoping that some girl might be daring and go out topless or bottomless. This would certainly earn massive brownie points with the judges. For Cadance, though, winning was all about tantalizing the male onlookers with her subtle sexuality. An eye bat here, an ass wiggle there. She’d win the whole thing without showing too much skin. She was determined to outlast all of the other contestants.
Of course, she wasn’t the only one with victory on the brain. Her dress mates, fellow principals Celestia and Luna, were also in it to win it. But they had a different approach. Their exhibitionist minds couldn’t bear the thought of keeping things hidden. So, they’d flash their crotches at the crowd. Then, when the final round came about, they had something special in mind. But, they’d reveal that in due time. For now, it was about turning the judges on with their regular two pieces. As each model went and returned, Celestia and Luna became intensely excited. Both girls felt their vaginas go wet with anticipation just thinking about being ogled.
“MM! I love bikini contests!” Luna raved, eager as a starving wolf to show off.
“As do I, my dear sister,” Celestia said, “but you’re gonna have to work extra hard to beat me this year.”
“Oh, come now,” Luna said, rolling her pretty blue eyes, “I’ve won this contest three years running and there isn’t a damn thing you can do about it.”
“We’ll see, we’ll see,” Celestia said, adjusting her pink bikini bottom.
“Alright, contestant #12: Celestia!” Called a stagehand, “you’re up!”
Celestia walked over to where she was being told and stood stiff as a board. Then, when her music hit, she strutted her stuff. The many wolf whistles and cat calls from the crowd didn’t faze her. She was there to impress the three judges, who looked on with awe as she showed off her gorgeous white body. When she got to the tip of the runway, she turned so that they could get a good view of her backside. She’d also left the tiniest bit of her ass crack sticking out just to get them riled up even further. After her first trip down the runway, she returned and stuck a smug smirk in her sister’s face.
“Top that,” she said.
“Oh, I will,” Luna growled, “just you watch.”
Luna then hit the stage in a deep blue bikini top and matching bottom cover. The crowd booed when they saw this bit of self-censorship. However, this was all a part of Luna’s plan to play to their rampant sexuality. She turned, wiggled herself, and dropped her cover, revealing a beautiful pair of bottoms. This sent the crowd into a frenzy. They whooped and hollered in her direction, and she gave them what they wanted. Feeling the beat of the thunderously loud electronic soundtrack, she danced her way down the runway. She could almost feel the heartbeat of every man watching her, and she loved it. Once at the tip of the runway, she spun a bit so that they could get a good look at her. She loved the hundreds of pairs of eyes peering at her butt. Yes, it was coated with fabric, but it might as well have been naked. It was a great thrill for the vice principal, and she felt her pussy become even wetter.
“Ha!” She said when she returned, “I think I might have just won this round.”
“Contestant #14: Cadance!” The stagehand called.
“Wish me luck!” Cadance chirped as she headed for the staging area. Nervousness pulsated through her body. She was wearing a very sexy striped bikini that molded to her figure perfectly. However, this was her first time showing off for so many people. She was a simple educator. Bikini contests and exhibitionism weren’t exactly her normal routine. But, she put on a face of strength and soft panache, allowing her outer beauty to match her inner. She felt sexy, but whether the judges would feel the same way was still to be determined. She’d seen the somewhat underhanded tactics Celestia and Luna had used. But she was entrenched in her earlier decisions. She’d win this by subtlety.
So, she moved forward, also unfazed by the brazen and somewhat delicious calls of the men watching. They used all kinds of names to refer to her, all of which sent her mind into a spiral of joy. She’d never been attended to this way before and she really liked it. She threw her machinery of subtle sexuality into motion, winking at one man before flicking her hip at another. Her gorgeous pink eyes shone in the spotlight and it seemed everyone loved her. When she arrived at the tip of the runway, she spun and struck a pose. As she strutted back towards the dressing area, it seemed that she’d left a part of herself behind, permanently etched in the memories of the spectators.
“Holy shit!” She exclaimed when she returned to the other girls, “I feel like I can breathe now!”
“Were you nervous, Cadey?” Celestia asked, walking two fingers up Cadance’s bare arm.
“More nervous than I’ve ever been in my entire life!” Cadance confessed, “but…I think I did well. I mean, I got the same cat calls you guys did.”
“Oh, the cat calls are irrelevant,” Luna responded, “it’s those three sitting at the judges table that you have to impress.”
“But…don’t you guys like being so…adored?” Cadance asked.
“After doing five of these contests, the adoration becomes boring,” Celestia said, “I’m in it for the thrill of competition…and to make sure my sister loses, of course.”
“Oh-ho-ho,” Luna scoffed, “don’t make me laugh, bitch. I’ve got you in my sights and I’m zeroing in for the kill.”
“Would you…like to place a little wager on that?” Celestia asked.
“Yes, I would!” Luna snarled, “whomever beats the other one gets to dress the loser up as a French Maid and fuck them!”
“Oooo…I like that bet,” Celestia said with a sneer, “you’re on!”
“Can I have a piece of that action?” Cadance asked in a sudden and fierce show of sexiness.
“Ooo…I think Cadey’s a little excited about all this,” Celestia said, licking her lips.
“Well, on that point at least, we agree,” Luna responded, “and we have fifteen minutes before the thong round starts.”
“How about we show Cadey a little of what goes on behind the scenes at these things?”
“Oh, yes…I’d like that a lot,” Luna said, narrowing her eyes.
“Alright, girls,” Cadance said, turning and wiggling her ass, “but be careful…I’m fragile.”
“Oh, we know how to deal with fragile girls,” Celestia said as she and Luna grabbed Cadance in a gentle embrace. Then, she whispered in her ear: “We break them.”
Three Principals & A Bikini Contest
Celestia and Luna escorted Cadence back into their dressing area, closing the makeshift door behind them. The room was full of bikinis, yet now they took on a very sexual aura, especially for Cadence. She knew that something amazing was about to happen to her, and she wanted every part of it. She felt Luna’s cool breath hit the back of her neck as her bikini top came unclasped. Meanwhile, Celestia moved in front of her, pulling her head up and offering tender kisses to her cheek. She smiled, loving all the attention, and allowed her top to fall away, revealing two perfectly sized breasts.
“What a pair,” Luna breathed, “I believe they’re almost as sexy as mine.”
“Oh, fuck you,” Celestia said with a smile, “you’ve always gotta bring up your boobs, don’t you?”
“Mm…I flaunt what I’ve got,” Luna smirked.
“I don’t mean to interrupt this…ahem…show of sisterly affection,” Cadance remarked, “but I’m topless and getting rather bored.”
The sisters smiled at each other and began their gentle assault on Cadance’s gorgeous body. They cooed and groaned as they kissed her and pulled her panties down, revealing her beautiful mound. Her femininity shone as Luna and Celestia played with her, fondling her boobs and touching her vagina. Her breaths came sharp and rapid as her fellow educators backed her into a chair. Once there, Luna forced her legs apart and dove in tongue first. Cadance couldn’t stop her moans and high pitched vocalizations of delight. Luna’s tongue was at once very soft and gentle, and then rough and dominating. It was the most amazing feeling she’d ever experienced.
Meanwhile, Celestia took care of Cadance’s top half. She bent down and fondled at her breasts, kissing and licking as Cadance moaned beneath her. Celestia reached her hand down and pressed against her own sex, loving the fabric of her bottoms as they rubbed on her pussy. She licked up and down Cadance’s mountains, stopping to bite at their peak. Some small streams of milk leaked out, which she lapped up with gratuitous slurping. Cadance was thrilled at every touch, every lick, and every ounce of joy that the principals were giving her. Their eyes were narrowed, only showing slits of color as they bounced around their partner.
“Holy shit…” Cadance breathed, “…oh my fucking word, your tongues!”
“I think Cadey likes it,” Celestia cooed, moving from the supple pink breasts and kissing Cadance directly on the mouth.
“Mmmm…” Cadance moaned, completely entranced by the beautiful girls and their spell.
Underneath the exchange of lips, Luna continued her work. She was quite experienced in the art of licking a vagina, as she’d very often committed oral acts with her sister. She knew the proper patterns and she even flicked inside the vaginal walls every now and then. The sounds of Cadance moaning were enough to send her into overdrive, and she dove in fully. Cadance poured forth sweet evidence of her love and lust, pushing Luna into a heavier licking pattern. The pink principal’s breaths were short, speaking to her sexual greenness. But, this didn’t sway Luna. Cadence would learn the correct breathing technique in time. For now, her erratic puffs would have to do. For, after all, they only had a short while until the thong round started.
“We have five minutes left, dear sister,” Celestia said, “shall we select our thongs?”
“I do believe so,” Luna said, removing her tongue and leaving Cadence whimpering for more. “Oh, Cadey. Don’t worry, baby. We’re just getting started with you.”
With that, she peeked out of their dressing room and usurped some stage rope. After tying Cadence to the chair, she and Celestia undressed. Their full nudity caused Cadance’s heart to pick up speed to the tune of a marathon runner. Their boobs bounced about, and their cunts gave off a lot of delicious heat. A smile ran across Cadance’s face as she put two and two together. They were going to dress and undress just for her! She was so excited to be held captive for this performance, and she sat still and waited.
“Hm…” Celestia said, pulling out a blue thong with a micro top, “…I wonder what the judges will think of this.”
“You may be showing off too much,” Luna pointed out, “leave something to the imagination, for god’s sake!”
“Mm…you’re probably right,” Celestia said before pulling out a red set with a bit more coverage. “…I think these will do! The string is small enough so my butt is exposed, yet it leaves my cunny and nipples nice and covered.”
“Hm…” Luna responded, “…sexy, though I don’t think red will win the day.”
“Oh, yeah?” Celestia snorted, “and just what will?”
“Deep, deep blue,” Luna smirked, pulling out a near-black set, “this will match my skin tone perfectly!”
“If you say so,” Celestia said, “I’m sticking with red!”
“Um…I need to pick my thong,” Cadance pointed out, a bit disappointed that the show was not as showy as she’d hoped.
“Don’t worry, darling,” Celestia cooed, “we’ve got the perfect one!”
“Really?!”
“Mm-hmm!” Celestia said, digging out a drop dead gorgeous set of pink swimwear.
“Oh my goodness, it’s gorgeous!” Cadance raved.
“Yep!” Celestia said, “and the string goes right up your ass crack in the best way.”
“That’s great! But…I do have one question.”
“Go on, baby,” Celestia said, winding around Cadance.
“Um…if you were just going to pick one for me, then why in the world did you tie me up?”
Luna stepped forward with a silent answer. Without untying the naked Cadence, she squatted down to where the chair broke between the back and the seat. Once there, she stuck her tongue out and licked Cadance’s lower back, feeling the smooth skin and eliciting a small moan. Then, she took her thong and began to rub the very top of Cadance’s exposed posterior canyon. Cadance finally understood that she’d yet to fulfill her sexual purpose and howled with excitement. Luna smiled at the reaction and silently stood, once again leaving Cadance whimpering for more.
“It’s time for the second round,” she said curtly.
“You’d better get dressed,” Celestia cooed, untying Cadance.
“But…isn’t there…more?”
“Oh, there’ll be more,” Celestia responded, “we haven’t broken you yet, bitch.”
Three Principals & A Bikini Contest
It was thus that round two commenced. For this round, the wolf whistles seemed to grow louder from the gallery. More skin was being shown, so this was not exactly unwarranted. All of the girls in the contest gave it their best, strutting and moving so as to arouse the judges and the crowd. For the three principals, it was another chance to prove that education could be sexy. Being a principal didn’t just mean sitting behind a desk all day, and Celestia was ready to confirm that. Her ass hung exposed as she maneuvered down the runway a second time. The thong’s string rubbed against her butthole with each movement, giving her an immense thrill.
The tip of the runway called her name and she answered posthaste. Once she arrived, she turned and shook her luscious posterior cheeks in the audience’s direction. She swore she heard a couple of guys howl like wolves. Sweat beaded on her forehead as she showed more of herself than she ever dreamed of…and she loved it. She even stuck her butt out, letting the judges get a full visual feast. This being accomplished, she turned and blew a kiss towards the audience before returning to the dressing area. She was incredibly pleased with her performance and stuck her nose up at Luna as the half-naked vice principal passed by.
“Top that,” she said.
“Oh, I will,” Luna responded.
“…and just how are you gonna do so?”
“Watch.”
Luna, clad in her almost black bikini, took to the stage. Her hair sparkled, matching her swimwear. The audience cheered and whooped as she made her way towards the runway’s tip. When she arrived, she slunk down like a stripper before slowly creeping back towards a standing position. On the way up, she played with her strings, teasing the audience and making them wild with desire. Her smile shone, glinting from the glare of the stage lights. She giggled, knowing that she had the audience in the palm of her hand. Then, she slowly undid the strap holding her top up. This caused a manic reaction from the spectators, though she continued to tease them. She knew she’d be showing her boobs at some point, just not yet. Using a well-placed hand, she held her top up as she moved to the other side of the runway.
This was where she would beat her sister…or, so she surmised. She held her top up as she strutted back towards the dressing area. Then, just before sliding through the curtain, she turned her back to the audience…and let her top fall. The reaction was thunderous. She swore that the runway shook beneath her feet. But she wasn’t done yet. She turned her head and offered a wink while keeping her exposed bosom hidden. The cheers were so great that she thought they’d bring the entire stage crashing down around her. She even got a little scared when she saw some security guards dealing with some…overzealous fans.
“Well…I’ll say they were rowdy!” She exclaimed when she saw her sister again.
“I…di….th…” Celestia stammered, “…that was the sexiest tease I’ve ever seen!”
Luna chuckled. “Did you enjoy that?”
“I did,” Celestia breathed, “though…not as much as I enjoyed my own performance.”
“You can’t ever let me have anything, can you?” Luna asked in a huff.
“Not in bikini contests, sister,” Celestia growled, “this is cutthroat competition.”
“-and I think I’m ready to hold the knife,” a new voice said.
Celestia and Luna turned and their mouths dropped. Cadance stood before them, clad in the tiniest bikini allowable by the round’s bylaws…and not the one that they’d selected for her. This new bikini was so small, in fact, that she might as well have been naked. Celestia and Luna were overjoyed at the sight and they had to stop themselves from masturbating. Cadance, ever the sweet girl, offered them both a kiss on the cheek before strutting through the curtain. When the light hit her, the crowd went nuts. The screams and calls were even louder than Luna’s. Cadance, once again playing to her subtle sexuality, moved forward, scratching her butt cheeks together in the process. She knew how soft and firm they were and she wanted everyone else to know it, too.
When she got to the tip of the runway, she decided to be just a tiny bit more daring. Slowly, she pulled on the strings of her tiny top, letting them snap back against her skin. The majority of her boobs were visible, and just hearing the strings snap sent the crowd into another frenzy. She smiled at them, turned and walked back to the dressing area. Her confidence was at an all-time high and when she reached Celestia and Luna, she grabbed both of them. Not only was her confidence high, her sexual systems were as well. Just having that much of her seen by that many men turned her on greatly and she drug Celestia and Luna into their private dressing room.
“Alright, bitches,” she said, “I’m high on all of this…and you’re gonna help me come down.”
“Hey!” Luna protested, “I thought you were our bitch!”
“Oh, come now,” Cadance said, “I can’t be your bitch all the time.”
“She’s right,” Celestia said, “I mean, if we’re dealing with sexual fairness here, we do owe it to her to let her have her way with us at least once.”
“True, true,” Luna said, “alright, mistress, give us the ass kicking we deserve!”
“Oh, I’ll do more than that, Luna,” Cadance said, “much…much more. See…being single, I’ve had lots of free time to view porn and pound my own snatch.”
“I like the way you said that,” Celestia cooed.
“Me too,” Luna said, “and especially while you’re…ahem…dressed so inappropriately.”
Cadance knelt down and faced Luna. “I think I’m dressed perfectly. The problem here is that you and your sister are overdressed.”
“Oh, forgive us,” Luna said, playing along, “we’ll take our clothes off right now!”
“Please do,” Cadance responded.
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Author's Note
Sorry for the lack of an update over the past few days, but here's the next chapter! Enjoy!!
Cadance Turns The Tables
Celestia and Luna immediately ripped off their swimsuits. Their nipples were rock hard knives that could cut through anything. Arousal painted their faces, and they beckoned Cadance forward, silently telling her that she could do anything she wanted. But she wasn’t about to allow them to command her…at least, not for this session. So, like a petulant teenager, she stood stiff as a board and looked away. At the same time, she showed them her barely covered ass cheeks, causing them to nearly lose their sanity. They suddenly understood her position and they cowered like submissive servants. This was what Cadance wanted, so she turned and undid her tiny bra, letting it fall to the floor.
“Mm…do my little pets want some milk?” She cooed, wiggling her boobs in their direction.
Celestia and Luna panted like dogs as Cadance slowly fed them each a nipple. They guzzled down the warm liquid that emerged, loving every drop. It was sweeter than honey and many times more abundant. In fact, it seemed that the beautiful white streams would never end. Being the good submissive bitches that they were, Celestia and Luna drank it all, loving the humiliating sneer and gentle love radiating from Cadance’s gorgeous, yet somewhat confusing face. Her eyes were kind, but her mouth was wicked. Celestia and Luna knew that the gears were turning in her mind, and they prepared themselves. Spankings, whippings, beatings, they’d take it all in the name of sexual pleasure and extreme fetishism.
Suddenly, their oral benefactor yanked her tits from their mouths. They knew what she wanted to hear, so they began whimpering. She smiled at this, knowing that she had them right where she wanted. She grabbed Celestia by the ear and hurled her up against the wall. Then, she grabbed a nearby pair of bikini bottoms and fastened them in Celestia’s mouth. The gag worked perfectly and, soon enough, the principal was forced to breathe through her nose. Then, Cadance tied Luna to the same chair that her own legs and hands had been shackled to. She loved her new dominant nature and she quickly returned to Celestia.
“Turn around,” she commanded.
Celestia did so, knowing that a glorious form of sexualized violence was coming. Quick as a whip, Cadance grabbed a garter from the chest in the room. It had a nice little belt on it, and she knew it would leave marks. So, with a vicious gleam in her eye, she began administering her punishment. Celestia howled into the gag with every single time the garter met its mark on her puffy tushy. Cadance was incredibly stimulated by all of this, and she noted that Luna was as well. Lash after lash left red marks all over Celestia’s ass, ensuring that she’d be embarrassed during the third round of the competition. But she didn’t care. She wanted more and more of Cadance’s rampant sexuality.
Meanwhile, her mistress got behind her, got naked, and began to thrust at her pussy, all the while bashing her with the garter. The cycle of stinging and vaginal pleasure was amazing, overloading Celestia’s brain and causing her to cry out with joy. She loved the pain, the ecstasy, but most of all, she loved that Cadance was giving it to her. This was the punishment she deserved for being such a bad, bad girl. Participating in a bikini contest was grounds for firing, according to the school board. But this? This was much better. She knew that her final round would be met with great excitement from the audience, just by viewing the amount of perversion that took place behind the scenes. In fact, it might help her win!
“YES! BEAT ME!” She cried into her gag, “BEAT ME, YOU BITCH! BEAT ME!”
“Fuck you, Celestia!” Cadance growled, pounding Celestia’s vagina into next week, “oh my fucking FUCK, this feels so amazing! UNGH! FUCK! FUCK! You like this, Luna?!”
Luna, sitting just to the side, was tugging at her bonds, desperate to join the fun. But Cadance had wound the bikinis together tightly and escape was not an option. So, Luna sat and watched as her sister took everything Cadance had to offer. She even insulted her sister, calling her a whore and explaining (in graphic detail) how much she wanted her pussy. Cadance was extremely aroused by all the dirty talk and, in one final scream, she came. Her love juice spattered all over Celestia’s vulva, leaving it dripping. But Cadance wasn’t done just yet. She hurled Celestia to the floor and untied Luna, ordering her to have vicious lesbian sex with her sister.
“Fuck your bitch ass sister!” She ordered, beating Luna’s ass with the garter, “fuck her!”
“As you wish, mistress,” Luna cooed obediently, shoving herself onto her sister and beginning to thrust. The two siblings howled their joy to the ceiling above, not caring who heard outside. That being said, this was a bikini contest, and sexual activity among the girls ran wild. This was common knowledge. It’s just that, normally, the noise was kept confined to their dressing areas. Not so with Luna and Celestia, who fucked like rabbits, enjoying the cool, soft feel of each other’s naked skin. Their boobs bounced together and their pussies rubbed over and over. This was topped off by another harsh lashing courtesy of Cadance and her garter. The sisters howled and yelled, insulted and cursed, bashing each other both mentally and physically.
“YOU’RE SUCH A CUNT!” Celestia growled.
“YOU’RE A WHORE!” Luna shouted back.
“UNGH! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK!” Celestia screamed.
“HOLY MOTHER OF CADANCE, THIS FEELS AMAZING!” Luna shrieked.
This earned her a sharp beating from Cadance, who did not appreciate having her mother invoked in such a manner. Yet still, there was some amount of sexiness to the happening, and she didn’t want to miss out. So, she spread Luna’s anal cheeks apart and started to lick the thrusting educator. Luna’s voice gave out as pleasure slammed into her mind like a freight train. It was a hurricane force of joy, causing her mind to go completely blank. At this point, she forgot about love and turned on her lust, driving her vagina into her sister as Cadance’s tongue lapped at her anus. She squealed and screamed, heart pounding and heat rising as she finally orgasmed. Punch after punch of thrill smacked her body and, by the time her multiple orgasms had subsided, she was coated in sweat. She was also intensely sore and the lashes from the garter had left welts.
“Alright,” Cadance said, “my turn to be on top.”
She plopped down on Luna’s face and ordered her to lick. The exhausted girl stuck her tongue out and administered to Cadance’s pussy. The pink principal howled with joy at each soft lap and poke. Then, Celestia managed to get to her feet and kneel in front of Cadance. The two kissed deeply, driving their tongues far into each other’s gullet. This only served to ignite a fire inside Cadance, and she reached down and severely fondled Celestia’s vulva. Celestia felt her clitoris being softly mangled and she loved it. Removing herself from the kiss, she bent her head over and started screaming again. Soon, both voices were raised in a beauteous chorus of sexual love and happiness. Their breathing became rapid and orgasms shook their bodies very quickly. This being completed, they collapsed next to Luna and began to rub all over her naked body.
“Wow!” Cadance said, “I never knew being a dominatrix could be so…fulfilling!”
“Oh, it is, it is!” Celestia said, “I, personally, have dominated my little sister many times.”
“Don’t go bragging, Celestia,” Luna panted. “After I win this contest, you’ll have to be outfitted for a hot French Maid outfit!”
“Oh, you flatter yourself,” Celestia said. “Just make sure that YOUR maid outfit’s sexy enough.”
“I think you’re both wrong,” Cadance said, “and I’m gonna prove it.”
“How so?” Luna asked, winking playfully.
“Just watch,” Cadance said, “come the next round, you’ll both be BEGGING to be my French Maid.”
Three Principals & A Bikini Contest
Round three was a freestyle competition. The girls were allowed to perform in any way they saw fit. The only rule was that they had to be wearing some form of bikini while doing so. Because, while this competition did push the envelope, they were legally required to do certain things. Plus, it was a bikini contest…so having any of the girls appear nude did not fall within the parameters of logic. That being said, most of the girls played to their sexual strengths anyway. They appeared in micro bikinis, thongs, and one girl even placed some duct tape over her nipples and pussy. Technically, she was “wearing” something, so the judges allowed it. She was the odds on favorite to win as the round dwindled down to Cadance, Celestia, and Luna.
The dark blue vice principal was up first, and she knew what she needed to do. So, she borrowed a bottle of whipped cream…and let her body have it. Coated in a thick layer of the substance, she strutted onto the stage. The crowd went berserk at her figure, fully exposed in the bright lights. Luna had never felt more eyes burrowing into her skin, and she loved it. Exhibitionism had always been a private fetish she had, and this was as close as she could get. Oh, sure, she could always answer the door naked…but this was on a much larger scale. A part of her wished she could be blatantly nude, but then she thought of her bet with Celestia and Cadance.
Dominating the two of them as French Maids would be fantastic…so, she did what she had to do. She got to the tip of the runway, feeling the cream melting down her leg under the heat of the stage lights. She winked at the crowd before turning and heading to the back. Disqualification was the punishment for showing too much, and she needed to be off the stage before her outfit completely vanished. Once she returned to the dressing area, she got hosed off, revealing her nakedness to her friends and fellow competitors. But she didn’t care. Her heart pounded and adrenaline coursed through her veins.
“That was certainly something,” Celestia said, sporting her own whipped cream suit, “but now let me show you how it’s done.”
She flipped the curtain open and stood there ass first. There was no law about which way one needed to walk down the runway. Celestia knew that her butt was her biggest advantage, and she flaunted it. Her skin peeked through the heavy layer of cream as she walked down the runway backwards! This sent the audience into a mob scene, with some having to forcibly hold themselves to their seats. She smiled at them, offering multiple bats of her pretty pink eyes. In her mind, visions of Cadance and Luna at her beck and call danced away. This was for her own sexual benefit…and she wanted more.
So, she greedily lifted a finger, took some of the cream from her ass and licked it off. The crowd’s roar grew steadily louder, threatening to break some of the lights. Celestia was very pleased with this, so she turned and threw a leg behind her. Her vaginal beauty was just barely hidden, and she made certain to return to the dressing area before she was disqualified. Once she did so, she, too, was hosed off and stood in her birthday suit. Her chest moved rapidly as she caught her breath. She even reached down and felt herself up a bit, loving the amount of liquid pouring from her stimulated pussy.
“You’d probably better go ahead and get measured for your maid’s outfit,” she scoffed to her sister.
“Mm…I don’t know,” Luna said, “I’ve already got your measurements, and the tailor is so very busy…”
“You two keep bantering,” Cadance suddenly said, “I’ve got a contest to win.”
Celestia and Luna turned and looked…and their mouths dropped in shock. Cadance stood there…with a jellybean attached to each nipple. For her “bottoms,” she wore a few beans tied together with some very flimsy string. Celestia and Luna’s hearts pounded out of their chests as Cadance strutted onto the runway. They peeked through the curtain and followed her down as the audience began showering her with the loudest cheers of the night. The girls also noticed that the judges were panting over Cadance’s appearance. She smiled at them, turned to show off her ass, and then returned back up the runway.
“I…I…I…I…I…” Luna stammered.
“That-was-amazing!” Celestia said breathlessly.
“Thanks, girls,” Cadance said, “now…be a couple of dears and tell me your bust sizes. I think I’ll need them for something…special.”
Luna and Celestia gulped. For the first time in this whole competition, they felt threatened. Their fears came to fruition when, a few moments later, Cadance was announced as the winner. She received a check, along with a trophy and a brand new micro bikini. She accepted her prizes still clad…or almost clad…in her “swimsuit” from the third round. Soon, the ground around her was full of pieces of paper. Each one had a phone number on it from a male spectator desperate to be with her. But she simply allowed them to be swept aside…well, all except for one. She picked up the paper and recognized the handwriting on it. Her name adorned the cover, and inside was an accompanying set of digits.
Shining Armor! She cried internally, I just know it’s him! I just know it!
“Hey, Cadance!” Luna suddenly called.
“Yeah?” Cadance asked, maneuvering over to where her fellow educators stood.
“Look,” Luna continued, “you won the contest fair and square. So, since you were in on the bet, Celestia and I will be your French Maids for a day.”
“I certainly hope our mouths can be just as French,” Celestia said, winking at Cadance.
“Oh, for fuck’s sake, Tia,” Luna said, “here I was trying to be fair to her and you had to fuck it up!”
“Fuck it up?” Celestia asked.
“Yes! Oh, brother, that was the corniest fucking line I’ve ever heard!”
“It’s not as corny as your whipped cream bikini was!”
Luna just rolled her eyes. “Oh, just forget it. The point is, Cadance, we’ll be over to your house tomorrow…dressed and ready for whatever tasks you have assigned for us.”
“Good,” Cadance said, “and I believe I’ve got just the thing for you to do.”
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Three Principals & A Bikini Contest
French Maids, French Kisses, & a Good Bit of Humiliation
The next day, Celestia and Luna fulfilled their duties to Cadance. It was a very pleasurable experience for all involved. They arrived bright and early, though not quite dressed appropriately. The costumes had been left to their mistress, who ordered the educators to attire themselves properly the minute they arrived. Cadance was very pleased with the outfits. Sheer black lace combined with pretty white bows to create something seductive, yet dignified. The matching panties they wore peeked out from under tiny skirts. Tiny hats wound through their hair to complete the look. It was sexy, sophisticated, and oh, so sensual. Cadance couldn’t stop herself from licking her lips in anticipation of what was to come.
But, she had them for the entire day. She certainly wasn’t just going to fuck them and then kick them out. She had work for them to do. So, she put them to their tasks under the sharp sting of a paddle. Celestia was forced into laborious movement within the kitchen, cleaning pots and pans for hours on end…even after they’d already been cleaned. Cadance got such a sexual thrill out of watching Celestia slave away that she ordered her to bend over so she could get a better view. Celestia’s ass poked out in Cadance’s direction as she scrubbed away. Being the good submissive servant that she was, she even wiggled it a bit. Cadance liked this, as it showed her pet was ready for more.
Meanwhile, Luna was dusting and vacuuming everything in all of the rooms. Cadance, dressed in her best school wardrobe, kept watch. Whenever Luna slowed down, a smack of the paddle caused her to keep going. For hours, she cleaned and did everything expected of a maid. Sweat ran down her brow, but Cadance forced her to continue. The only redeeming factor was the thrill Luna’s pussy received whenever she was mistreated or hit. Her perversion was dominating her mind and she wanted much, much more. So, she purposefully began to mess up. She even “accidentally” knocked a vase over and broke it. Cadance, understanding Luna’s intentions, decided not to give her what she wanted. She forced her to pick up every piece by hand, without the aid of a broom or dustpan.
“I know why you knocked that over, naughty girl,” Cadance growled while Luna worked, “and I’m not falling for it. I’m your mistress today. You get spanked whenever I’m good and fucking ready. Now, be an obedient bitch and pick all the pieces up. Then, I want you to dust all the cabinetry again as punishment for your insolence.”
“Yes, ma’am,” Luna said, upset that her plan had backfired.
All throughout the day, Celestia and Luna worked. They’d never worked so hard in all their lives! Through it all, Cadance’s sharp eye kept watch, and her paddle made a lot of progress. After the day’s work was finished, Celestia and Luna found that their ass cheeks were bright red. But they knew that their sore muscles were not finished yet…not by a long shot. Only now, they were to be the benefactors of a lot of well-deserved sexual pleasure. Both of their panties were soaked through from the sheer amount of discharge. Their pussies had worked overtime all day long, loving the spankings they received from Cadance’s expert hand.
That night, they were ordered to strip to their underwear and meet Cadance in the living room. Once this was done, the pink educator came strutting in, dressed in a gorgeous dominatrix outfit. A corset like top coated her breasts, leaving her bellybutton and shoulders exposed. Harsh black panties rose over her hips and around her luscious waist. Celestia and Luna were both panting at the sight, and they couldn’t wait for what came next. Just the idea of being in their bras and panties in front of her was humiliating enough. Their demented minds wanted her to embarrass them further. It was a fetish that both of them had dealt with ever since they became teachers. They’d teach by day, and then sneak out to clubs at night to find men and women to dominate them.
“Alright, bitches,” Cadance said, “you did good work today, my slaves.”
“We only live to serve you,” Celestia said.
“Mm…and serve me, you shall,” Cadance responded. “Now, Celestia, stand up and come to me.”
Celestia did so, quivering at what might happen next. Without a word, Cadance drove her tongue deep into the principal’s throat. Celestia choked on it, but then controlled herself and relaxed. Her mistress played off these signals, maneuvering her tongue so as to keep Celestia choking. But Celestia was very experienced, and she was able to beat Cadance in this little battle. Luckily, Cadance was the mistress, so she removed her tongue and smacked Celestia’s face. Then, she turned Celestia around and forced her to bend over.
“Mm…tell me what you want!” Cadance ordered.
“I wanna be fucked hard,” Celestia snarled obediently, “I want you, my mistress! I want you to fucking violate that fucking vagina! Oh, GOD, I wanna be fucked!”
“Well…be a good bitch, and you just might get your wish.”
“MM! FUCK!” Celestia cried as she felt Cadance’s hand smack her fabric covered ass.
“You have a beautiful butt,” Cadance cooed, licking Celestia’s ear, “let’s see how it looks naked.”
With that, she pulled Celestia’s panties down, revealing her beautiful posterior. Gently, Cadance moved the puffy ass cheeks aside and stared into her anus. Approvingly, she ran a finger around the hole, loving the small squeaks of joy from her slave. Then, she moved her finger down and caressed the vaginal crevice she found. She smiled as even more squeaks came, filling the room with their cuteness and submissiveness. But, she never gave Celestia anything close to orgasmic pleasure. She was far from done with her pet. Things just wouldn’t be as fun if they didn’t last for a while.
So, she forced Celestia to sit back beside her sister. Then, she ordered both of them to get completely naked. They did so, loving the cool feel of the air as it hit their female parts. Cadance then grabbed a nearby camera and began snapping off photos. The embarrassment was almost too much for the nude educators to take. Both of them were so turned on by their own humiliation that they nearly began masturbating. But this earned a sharp smack from Cadance’s trusty paddle. They posed and bent over, allowing Cadance photographic access into their most private of areas. But they didn’t care. They were both so incredibly wet from the mistreatment.
“MM! Photograph us, mistress!” Celestia howled.
“Yes, please!” Luna insisted.
“Oh, you like having your naked picture taken?” Cadance asked.
“Mm-hmm!” Both principals responded in unison.
Cadance quickly tossed the camera aside, not wanting to give them too much joy. This was her time, not theirs. They’d lost the bikini contest. She decided to remind them of this. So, she had them bend down and kiss her feet, followed by her ass. Then, she removed her panties and drove both of them into her ass crack. Celestia quickly began orally administering to the pretty pink anus she found, while Luna went lower and licked in the no man’s land between the two private parts. Cadance yelped and squealed with joy as her slaves gave her exactly what she wanted. She cursed at them, insulting their intelligence and making them feel worthless.
“MM! FUCK! Lick me, you FUCKING SLUTS!” She cried, “UNGH! OH! FUCK! You’ll never be in my position! You’ll never be as good of a principal as I am! Neither one of you! OH! FUCK! THAT FEELS SO GOOD!”
“Yes, mistress,” Celestia said, “we’re both dumb perverted sluts compared to you.”
“You’re damn right, you are!” Cadance cried, feeling the tendrils of orgasm beginning to caress her body.
“Mistress, please,” Luna said, “humiliate us more.”
“Oh, no, you don’t,” Cadance said, suddenly moving away from them. “I decide when YOU get what you deserve, understand?!”
“Yes, mistress,” Luna responded.
“Good!” Cadance roared, “now, bend down for me! If what you thought we’ve done so far was bad…then you’ve got another thing coming!”
Three Principals & A Bikini Contest
In Principal Cadance's "Office"
Celestia and Luna both obediently got up and bent over, putting their collective posteriors into the air and silently begging for more of Cadance’s delicious punishment. The pink principal, seeing how good they were being, decided that they deserved it. So, she grabbed her paddle and began administering once more. They howled in pain and joy at each amazing smack. Wood met skin and the former would always be victorious. Their nearly naked mistress left welts all over their rumps. But they still wanted more and panted for such treatment. Cadance was not about to allow them to dictate their session, so she set the paddle down and smiled before removing her corset. Then, she walked around her still halfway bent partners and bounced her boobs in front of them. They each tried to nip at her, but this earned them a smack on the cheek.
“Naughty, naughty,” Cadance said, wagging her finger in their face, “if you’re gonna be in my office, you’re gonna obey my rules. I mean, the very idea. I know my boobs are voluptuous and inviting, but…you must control yourselves. Otherwise, I won’t give you any pleasure. I’ll just tickle you and send you home!”
“We’ll be good!” Celestia pleaded, “we’ll be good!”
“That’s better,” their naked dominatrix said, “now, stand up and show off those vaginas.”
Celestia and Luna both jumped to their feet, spreading their legs and hoping for approval. But Cadance offered them no such satisfaction. Instead, she took up the paddle once more and began teasing them. She never once hit their pussies, even though they each desperately wanted it. Instead, she used the tip of her paddle to scrape each girl’s respective vulva and clit, offering tantalization instead of denigration. This did not sit well with the slaves, but they took it like the good girls they were…or, at least, the ones they wanted to portray. Each educator knew that experiencing an orgasm after being mistreated so badly was amazing. Their issue was their own impatience. As Cadance maneuvered her board around their cunts, they had to hold in their begging.
“Mm…” Cadance said satisfactorily, “…each of your vaginas is amazingly wet. I do believe the two of you are ready for the next punishment.”
“What is it, mistress?” Luna asked.
Cadance chuckled. “Oh, you’ll find out, Luna. Now, be a good bitch and lie down on that couch over there.”
When Luna had done so, Cadance went about tying her hands and feet together over her head. Luna had never felt her muscles stretch so painfully, and she loved it. With her pussy and ass peeking out in complete view of her mistress, she knew something incredible was coming. She wasn’t wrong. Cadance left the room, but soon reappeared holding a vibrator and a massive dildo. Luna was practically shaking from excitement as she saw her mistress hold the small pink vibrator down towards her vagina. She then turned it on and shoved it deep inside. Luna couldn’t help but howl as the vibrations tore into her flesh, leaving her reproductive system in shock. Then, Cadance took the dildo and ripped into Luna’s anus.
Luna screamed so loud that some nearby glass broke. But Cadance didn’t care. She loved the shrieks and begs for mercy from her pet. She’d show none. Luna panted and cried out in pain as Cadance drove the dildo further towards her rectum. But soon enough, mass amounts of pleasure set in, and Luna began to orgasm…severely orgasm. Her pussy shot out jolt after jolt of liquid, but Cadance wouldn’t let up. She was going to give Luna the amazing and painful experience that she deserved for losing the bikini contest. So, she pressed still further. Luna’s shrieks of joy were rather amazing to hear, and Cadance found her hand pressing into her own pussy.
“YES!” Luna cried, “SHOVE THAT FUCKING FAKE PENIS INTO MY BUTTHOLE! SHOVE IT, CADANCE! SHOVE IT, YOU BITCH WHORE ASS WOMAN! SHOVE IT!”
“Ungh…fuck!” Cadance yelped, pressing her fingers into her folds, “FUCK, LUNA! OH MY FUCKING GOD, THAT FEELS SO FUCKING GOOD! UNGH! HOLY SHIT! OH!”
“YES, YES, YES! ”Luna howled, “HOLY FUCKING SHIT! OH MY FUCKING FUCK! OH…YES…FUCK ME, CADEY! FUCK ME, MY BEAUTIFUL FUCKING MISTRESS! DESTROY MY ASSHOLE! DESTROY MY VAGINA! HOLY CRAP…HOLY FUCK…I…I…I…OH, FUCK…I’M STILL CUMMING! I CAN’T STOP! OH MY FUCKING SHIT! OH…PLEASE…DON’T QUIT! DON’T YOU DARE STOP! RAM MY PUSSY! RAM MY FUCKING CUNT HOLE, YOU WHORE!”
Meanwhile, Celestia was feeling a bit left out. Cadance and Luna’s voices were joined in a beautiful chorus of sexuality and she was silent. So, she decided to press her luck a bit. She slowly crept up behind Cadance and shoved a finger in her asshole. But this angered Cadance, as her pet had snuck out of line. So, leaving everything shoved in the still screaming Luna, she whirled around on Celestia in a fit of rage. She grabbed her paddle and administered the harshest spanking she’d ever done. Celestia was thoroughly bruised and crying by the time it was over…but then, Cadance turned on the charm. She grabbed Celestia and kissed her deeply before forcing her to bend over doggystyle.
“YOU WANNA FUCKING SHOVE FINGERS IN MY ANUS, BITCH?!” Cadance thundered.
“I’m sorry, mistress!” Celestia cried, “I…I just felt left out!”
“Left out?! Left out?!” Cadance roared, “you get fucked when I TELL you to get fucked! Is that understood?!”
“Yes, ma’am!” Celestia yelped, pain flooding her body from the many welts on her ass.
“Now…if you’ll be a good girl and squeal like a little pig, I’ll go get a fun toy for you to play with.”
Celestia squealed like she’d never squealed before, and Cadance made good on her promise. She returned wearing a huge strap-on, and Celestia got very excited. She positioned herself so that the mistress could have easy access to all her private areas. Then, without warning, Cadance rammed her cock into Celestia’s vaginal entrance. Celestia’s screech of joy and pain ripped through the air as Cadance found her rhythm. Pretty soon, she was slamming into Celestia, and both principals shrieked in delight at the feeling. Cadance panted as her hips ground against Celestia’s ass, causing the back of the plastic penis to rub against her own pussy. She groaned as she bent over Celestia, reaching underneath her and fondling her breasts roughly.
“You’re worthless,” she insulted without meaning, “I hate you.”
“I hate you too, Cadance,” Celestia responded, throwing the gorgeously mean spirited comment back at her, “now, fuck me. Fuck me, you big, beautiful bitch! Oh, my mistress! Oh! Fuck me, baby! Fuck me, you whore! Fuck me! Fuck me, slut!”
“Mm…the only slut here is you,” Cadance said, reveling in all the dirty talk, “now, cum for me, whore. Cum and show me what a pornographic bitch you are. Cum for me just like those trashy sluts on the internet! Cum for me, whore! Cum!”
Celestia obliged, spraying her love liquid all over Cadance’s lower half. The mistress followed suit, cumming for the second time during the punishing session. Once this was completed, Cadance kissed Celestia tenderly and took back her insults. After all, they’d all been said in an effort to give Celestia the greatest orgasm ever. From the look in her pink eyes, Cadance knew she’d done just that. But the diminished screaming from the couch also told her that Luna was finished. She looked over and saw that the deep blue vice principal had passed into a blissful unconsciousness. Cadance smiled and gingerly removed her playthings from Luna’s holes.
“You’re so beautiful, Lu-Lu,” she said affectionately, kissing Luna’s cheek, “sleep well, darling.”
“Cadey?” Celestia asked from her spot sprawled on the floor.
“Hm?”
“I had fun,” Celestia said with a smile, “painful fun, but fun just the same.”
“I’m glad you liked it,” Cadance responded, laying out next to Celestia and cuddling their nude bodies together. “I just hope it wasn’t too painful.”
“Hey, if this is what you call a punishment, then I’m gonna start breaking the rules more often,” Celestia said with a wink.
The two educators giggled and then fell asleep, exhausted from the session but excited for what could lie in the future.
