Author's Note

I don't own the song right

Author: Trace Adkins
Song: Honky Tonk Badonkadonk

Cadence’s Past Lesson Of Love (Daisy Valentina) [Edited by NagaShark]

During Skye’s performance, near the kitchen

“…and now because of a poor choice of words Skye also has him in her sights.

“Oh that is not good, I have heard stories of stallions ending in the hospital with sore hips because of her alone.” A Thestral waitress with a purple mane arranged into a ponytail and some freckles on her face recalled as 2 other Thestrals agree with worry.

“And Chelsea is particularly restless tonight, all evening she has been rubbing against any male she has seen so far. If those two ensnare him together…” She didn't dare finish the sentence and resorted to just shivering at the idea.

“We can’t let that happen! Mark Star is the human that helped us have a chance of being seen in a more friendly light!” Another Thestral says with her friends agreeing.

“Yeah we owe it to him, we should take the bulk of their lust so he can finish them off.” The third one added and her friends are about to agree before stopping.

“Y…what? No, no, it’s not that Mary.”

“It’s not?” She looked at them confused.

“Don’t worry we will explain.”

“So would you help him out?”

“You can count on us, tonight is his lucky day. I know more Thestrals that would love to help and thank the stallion that helped our race.” They nod before leaving to spread the word.

“You think it will work?” Diamond asked her friend, still a bit unsure.

“You know how Skye is, herds are the one thing she doesn’t mess with. She sees him spoken for and she will back away.” Delight answered with a knowing smile.

“Well that solves my blunder, but what about Chelsea, you know how persuasive she can be, and now that Skye is curious she might convince her to break her one rule.”

“That one…will require another approach.” Delight started to think about it. “We might need the help of my friend Fancy Pants.”

After the show

“After that we went to find as many Thestrals as we could to help you Mark.”

“Wow, I don’t know what to say. Thank you” Mark looked at them in gratitude and managed to calm down now. “I don’t know what to say.”

“There is nothing to say sir.” Another Thestral, this one with a small scar on her left eye and a military hairstyle blue mane caught his attention. “For years we have been struggling to be introduced into society and not be seen as bloodthirsty monsters by others. Thanks to the suggestions and tips you gave Princess Luna we are now closer to our goal. This is the least we could do for you.”

He nods before something caught his attention. “I swear I have heard your voice before, have we met?”

“Good eye sir, Lieutenant Silver Wing at your service.” She gave him a small respectful bow. “I am one of the patrolling guards near your chambers. What a stroke of luck to catch me on my day off right?”

“Wait Silver? You got two…”

“Yeah this one is more of a hobby, let go of some of the steam from the stiffness of royal guard duty you know?”

“Wow and just when I thought I learned everything about Equestria.” They all shared a chuckle until Cadence cleared her throat.

“Not that I don’t like seeing you making friends but aren’t we forgetting something? Fancy will take care of Delight but what about dear Skye? Who will help that poor Griffin?”

“We figure she could take someone from her fan club.”

“No, Cadence is right. Those poor two seem to be very worked up, sure I’m not sure I’m ready to face a predator, specially if she really is that aggressive but we should at the very least help her out somehow.” Mark says feeling a notch of guilt and not wanting to leave the griffin all worked up and dry, until he comes up with an idea.

“Hey Cadence…”

“…sorry already got plans” She shook her head “Any other day I would say yes, but I am also entertaining a new entrance into the world of dating!” She says with a smirk.

“Then it is up to plan B, ladies you know her better than I. Do you know what Skye's type is?”

“Oh I know!” The freckled Thestral answered, raising her hand. “She has a weakness for Abyssinians.”

“Hmm then what do you say we look up one for her to take home? Is there one in the club?”

They think until they remember something and smirk. “Sir, I think I know the perfect one. And you are in luck, it's a bachelor party. Skye’s favourite!” Silver mentions.

“Awesome! Then while the next show happens…”

“We go fetch him and ask if he would like to take your place. Consider it done sir.” Silver nods before looking at her friends “Better not take any chances, two of us should stay while the others go fetch him.

“Thanks Silver, all of you. You really were my guardian angels tonight.” All five of them blush lightly at the compliment as they go fetch the lucky Tom. Delight looks at them before smiling at Mark. "You are a really kind stallion Mark, others would just just dodge the arrow and be done with it, to go beyond that and wanting to let her have someone to help her out in her time of need is really generous of you. I might be interested in selecting you now."

The comment made him stiff for a moment.

"Don't worry I'm not gonna do anything you don't want, but if you are interested, and feel ready. We will be ready to welcome you." She smiled warmly at him before turning around. "Have a lovely evening, kind Mark." She calls while calmly walking away.

“I should be going too” Cadence excuses herself, confusing Mark.

“But the show is about to start!”

“Yeah, but after that one is Blue Nova, a dear friend of mine going on her first round as a stripper.” Cadence explained with a calm smile “You remind me that I should check on her and help her with any jitters she might have. Enjoy the show.” And with that Cadence leaves, with two Thestrals taking her place at each side of Mark as the signal for the next show is heard and the lights are turned down once more.

A spot light shined in the center of the room and like the other times the announcer appeared “And now after being injected to life with the performance of our lovely Skye Venus. Let’s all brace ourselves, with a notch... of fear.”

To his surprise and confusion Mark felt the floor tremble a little with each step as from the ground a long thick pole appeared.

“From the proud and mighty race of the Minotaurs, comes a beauty among beauties, a Holstaur like none other, a warrior self exiled from her town for refusing to lift her weapon and fight, the amazon that replaced violence with love and caring. No better definition for a gentle giant could ever be found.”

The trembling continued as a classic yet massive red barn rose from the floor alongside some bales of hay, before the doors of it opened and an imposing shadow emerged followed by the figure of the next dancer.

“With size she frightens, with heart she entices and with her form she awakens the beast of lust! The one, the only DAISY VALENTINA!” The butler lost himself in the moment, briefly announcing the dancer as if it was a fighting match she was stepping into. As those in the audience unfamiliar with her are left speechless and slackjawed at the figure in front of them shyly waving at them in a friendly manner.

Holy Big Green Giant! That…That is one HUGE Minotaur, wait that is the male…what did he call her a Ho…Hu…Holstaur! I…Oh my God.

Mark’s mouth suddenly felt like he was in a desert for how dry it suddenly became as his eyes landed on the massive jugs that Daisy was sporting. His eyes went wide with desire causing him to grab the nearest glass of water and drink it like his life depended on it, his hands trembling. The Thestrals looking at her can’t help but giggle at his reaction.

“Mark by chance are you a stallion that likes breasts over flanks?”

“If not, I think I just did…why do I suddenly want milk?” He answered still in shock, drinking in every single inch of Daisy's body. Her short horns were painted pink, her light brown hair was arranged in a cutesy twintail style on either side and upon her lips was some cherry red lipstick enticing everyone into giving her a kiss. She was wearing a long sleeved red and black checkered flannel shirt unbuttoned for all but four valiant buttons. The top few were undone as were a majority of the bottom buttons. Instead it was tied just under her gargantuan mammaries. Upon her hips rested a leather belt with a large shiny belt buckle holding on a pair of ironically, Daisy Duke cut jean shorts. Upon her hooves were a pair of Rattlesnake skin Cowpony boots. And sitting upon her head between her cute little horns is a black stetson with a beautiful hawk feather in the band.

With a pink blush forming at her cheeks from looking at some many clients looking at her she paused for a second and held her check in embarrassment before approaching the pole and grabbing hold of it with one hand, signaling with the other to start the music.

(Do not own the rights to this song. recommended listening.)

Starting by grabbing the pole she started to circle around swaying back and forward in slow motion to the beat of the song until she was facing the audience moving her hips and forming circles in the air with her tail.

Mark shivered in delight as he found his pants extremely tight right now. “Scratch that! I love both breasts and flanks equally!” He confessed, discovering a second awakening, much to his companions' surprise and delight.

Standing up she grabbed her hat and looked down with a smile before jumping on the pole and started to spin, earning a series of cheers.

“So huge, so weightless, like a giant cloud.” Mark shook his head as she dipped a couple of times before hugging the pole from behind and then, smirking at the audience leaning forward letting her breast jiggle with a force of a small quake making everyone flinch as she giggled as if to apologize and before her eyes turned slightly sultry as she started to unravel her shirt. Putting Mark at the edge of his seat.

Circling around the pole she gives the audience her back as she unbuttoned and then looks forward playing with her shirt revealing her cow print bra, as everyone cheers seeing less clothes on her.

Spinning the shirt like a towel she put it behind her back while pointing at a stallion in the audience who point at himself dumbfounded as she nodded and rather than asking for his reply she used her shirt as a lasso and brought him to the stage where she then proceeded to dance with him, he is red as a tomato with the back of his face buried in her titanic milky udders as she swayed their hips together in a playful manner before spinning him again and returning him to his seat the shirt now becoming his new belt.

Other than looking at what happen and quickly standing out begging to be next yet she shook her finger and chuckled as she returned to the poll, putting both hands on her hips and start to sway them slightly faster until she unbuckled it and then used it to grab the pole and do a second long dip to let everyone see her flank once again before taking it away and bringing down her belt to spank herself with the force of a whip startling everyone and mesmerizing them as they see how her butt titanically jiggled as she tossed the belt away.

Mark fell backwards back into his chair by the force and started grabbing the table for dear life as she held the sides of her shorts while continuing to sway them stopping briefly to see the audience who begged her to take them off, and she faked not hearing them by placing one hand next to her adorable ear which only added to them shouting louder.

Oh sweet merciful God, please, please take…them off!

Thrusting backwards she complies, as everyone cheered and Mark heard a crack, looking down he notices how his grip on the table was too much, and he literally cracked it from sheer force, the notion concerned him for a second before his attention returned to Daisy tossing her shorts away and now in only her black and white cow print bra and thong returned to the pole and leaned against it in a provocative manner.

Mark couldn’t help himself. “JESUS! Baby got BACK!” He blurted aloud. Blushing right after when looking at the smirking faces of his companions, Thankfully his scream was drowned out by all the yelling as Daisy grabbed her hat and not looking at the audience started to sway her ass from side to side enticing everyone and even using her tail to caress some of the clients cheeks before sauntering away.

Jumping on the pole she did a couple of spins before dry humping it slightly licked the base puting Mark’s hair in a crisis as she closed her eyes and listened to the music with a sway of her hips moving her chest forward slowly. Her bra barely contains her treasure until finally in one particularly strong thrust it popped open and fell into her hands as everyone drools at the beautiful image of her giant breast.

“Oh mama, you GOT MILK Too!” Mark exclaimed again and once more his companions looked at him.

“Listen I.”

“It’s ok Mark.” One dismissed his concern.

“That is why you are here, glad to see you are enjoying the show.” The other continued.

He nodded and resumed watching seeing how Daisy had a big smile on her face as she turned around and moving her hips, she rubbed her ass against the pole, her tail slapping her flanks a couple of times to keep them jiggling causing more quakes.

Spinning around she slowly made her way to the edge of the stage and called someone from the audience for some assistance. Who in a trance like daze they did in this case another griffin that flew toward her like if her limbs were now jell-o, Daisy continued to call for her while walking backwards until reaching the pole for support and extending her leg to ask for assistance to remove her first boot.

Getting the message the griffin gets to work and grabbed her boot taking it off as Daisy leaned forward giving her a closer view of her thong making her salivate and about to take a lick until Daisy stood back up and used her tail to spin her around until she lay on the floor where she is presented with the other boot to remove.

Repeating the action the griffin was about to launch at her only for Daisy to expect that and grabbed her claw and spun her around dipping her like a tango move while her dance companion was left in a daze holding the garment.

Winking Daisy kissed her forehead and gave her a playful slap on the haunch sending her back to her seat which she does so like an obedient drone.

Moving her head to the beat of the song she turned around and started to sway her hips slowly and provocatively shimmying them down slowly with the aid of her hands and jiggles that rub the elastic up and down painfully slow as she knelt down arching her chest forward to give a show at the revelation of her ripe fertile valley until it reached her thighs in which point she pulled them all the way down quickly, and remained bent over as her tail massaged one of her gluteus making everyone lift their glasses in cheers.

Stepping away from her underwear and turned around to see everyone with a small blush of embarrassment, knowing how everyone was looking at her adorable trim pussy that she rubbed previously to give it a layer of shininess, she held her hat and goes to the pole once more to play on it, and to the delight and horror of Mark grabbing one of her massive Jugs, pinched her gorgeous teat and released a stream of milk that formed an arc and landed expertly in the lifted empty glasses.

Seeing the chance he does the same, and almost falling from the balcony he lifted his glass too. Daisy almost doesn’t notice but when she does, she gets worried about how close he looks to falling before chuckling and winking at him, serving one small shot of milk that he gladly took and then drank with gusto, before his eyes shot wide and looked forward.

“It…It…it’s magnificent.” He whispered teary eyed until he found something landing on his head and see Daisy hat has landed too which he look back at her in surprise as she chuckled once more and shook her finger no before picking up her underwear and waving goodbye at the audience, swaying her hips as a final treat for everyone.