The Chronomancer

Hollow Peak. She had finally found it! A young unicorn sorceress with snow white fur and a poofy pink mane trotted up the mountainous path into a lively village on the mountain. A collection of salesponies talking outside of their shops, catching on the latest gossip within the town. For how cold it was, the atmosphere was warm and welcoming as an older mare waved from the open window of her clothing shop. A darling sight of displayed winter clothing items behind the lime mare. "Welcome dear! Have you come to pray at the mountain peak?"

The cloaked sorceress in her witchlike cap blinked, looking at the piece of wood at the towns entrance behind her. "Hazy Peak? I climbed the wrong mountain!?"

"Oh my, you were hoping for the Hollow Peak?" The old lady chuckled, putting a hoof over her muzzle before inviting her over to the warmer porch. "That's further north on the mountain range. A harrowing journey to say the least." She explained, getting a disappointed sigh from the unicorn filly.

"That's the one. My mentor told me the one of the underground caves has a magical pool that can help enhance my magic." She explained, quite easily hovering her staff next to her. The large purple orb on the top spiraling inside until an image appeared. The treacherous mountain with lightning clouds around able to be seen within the orb, impressing the old mare.

"I see, and you're such a talented young sorceress. So much potential! I can only imagine what would happen if you found that pool." The seamstress moved her aged white and brunette mane, getting a good look at the filly. "Not for nefarious purposes I hope?"

"No ma'am! I just want to be strong enough to protect my sister's home from the darklings if they ever attacked!" She explained, showing her home, which was a sizable city that blocked the entrance into the land of Lunaria. The continent they all resided in. "She's the head magistrate of the capital city!" She bragged, getting a shocked gasp from the shop owner.

"You're at the center of it all then! It's my duty to help you get to that pool!" The shop keep disappeared inside, suddenly poking her head out. "The path ahead dips into two roads. One going to the peak and the other to the next mountain. Unfortunately, a pesky wizard has taken up residence, blocking the way with his newly built fortress." She brought out a what appeared to be a silver collar. "Nopony here can enter his fortress. A powerful spell protects the entrance and surrounding walls, but since you come from such high esteem, I'm sure you can handle it."

"Is that what the collar is for?" She asked curiously, being given the odd artifact. The aged mare quickly slapped it away from her magical grip before she could put it on.

"For him. The elder is furious he has blocked the way to the peak. The shrine above has been ours to honor for ages. Put this on him once he's defeated and the magic inside will restrain him. You can either cast a signal in the sky for us or bring him back yourself. The elder will reward you." She explained, more calmly releasing the magical grip for Sweetie, who placed it into her knapsack under her cloak.

"Oh, gotcha. Well, I have plenty of coin at home, if he's anything like the wizards there it won't be a problem." She giggled confidently. The old mare laughing along with her before waving her off.

"Well, if you need a place to rest before your journey the elder will be happy to accommodate the magistrate's protégé."

Sweetie politely refused and said her farewells, making her way up the path towards her dangerous destination. Magic duels were her specialty. She was already adept at all of the elemental basics, and even knew specialty spells with lightning. "I probably don't even need to fight him. A few words and I'm sure he'd be able to open a way for the villagers to pass through." She shrugged while talking to herself. A habit commonly picked up when traveling alone.

Soon she came upon the stone walls of the large fortress. A sizable wizard's tower connected to an estate with simple stone walls protecting the interior. A basic set up causing the filly giggled to herself. "No wonder he built it so quickly. So... Basic." With a smug smile she approached the metal gate outside, seeing a large hoop for knocking. "I suppose it would be polite to knock, even though he shouldn't be here."

Her horn lit up with a green hue as the loop lifted, dropping down with a loud echoing ring that shook her feet. A realization coming too late as she looked to her right, the mountain slope slowly shifting as the snow begun to move. "Nope nope nope nope nope!" Her horn became a glistening red as she concentrated quickly. A loud royal voice escaping her lips as her voice echoed around the mountain as loud as the door knock itself. "INFURNUS MURUS!" A giant wall of flame blocked off the edge as the snow slowly gathered, hitting it as water poured down. Another quick concentration echoed one more magical command. "GELIDA UNDAM!"

The mountain became still as the giant wall of water froze over. The crystal ice blocking the snow before it could carry any more momentum. She panted, taking off her hat to wipe her head. A loud creaking from her left caught her attention, watching the metal gate slowly open, revealing the inner courtyard. "Yeah, you're welcome..." She grumbled, surprised he opened the gate after that display of her power.

She stood still a moment at the opening in the doorway, expecting the wizard to reveal himself and greet her. Maybe surrender or monologue if he was still considering he at least matched her in power. No welcome, only a breeze reaching her ears. "No welcome party?" She huffed, groaning slightly. Was he really going to make this difficult?

"Fine! I'm coming in!" She yelled, hoping for an appearance for one last time before receiving silence. She sunk her head in disappointment before walking in. "If you plan to duel me it'd be better to do it out here. I can do a lot of dama-" Her body felt a magical wave wash over as she looked behind her. The after effects of the barrier that kept out the other villagers? She curiously put her hoof on it again, getting some resistance but not enough to keep her inside. It was almost like she was magically being asked to stay. "Huh... That's... I've never felt this kind before."

She paused a moment. A hint of sinking doubt beginning to settle in. She could scale elemental power. Even more spiritual magics like healing and necromancy, but this felt awfully different. "Maybe I'll actually learn something." She blinked, more cautiously walking, eyes peeled while making her way to the estate.

The wooden front door easily flew open as she entered. Expecting an evil, laughing maniac ready to battle her after regaling her with his tragic past. She was even more disappointed to find a stone lobby as cold as the outside. "Where the hell is this guy?" Her hoof stomped, suddenly seeing a strange transparent figure on the spiraling stairs upward. A ghost?

The tall male shape could only be seen for a moment, but disappeared behind the railing on his way up. Creepy. Unable to see any proper details, the figure must've been trying to lead her upstairs. "Oh gods. He's probably a monolouger." Her hoof rubbed her temple. He really wanted to fight on the top of the tower!? She already had a long journey ahead of her, stairs were the last thing she wanted to walk up!

"Glacies." Her staff pointed to the opening in the center, creating a circular platform of perfectly dry ice. With an adorable hop, she landed in the middle looking up to see about five floors. There was enough space here for a dozen residents, but she had a feeling it was only him. "Levare." A wind gust comparable to a tornado slipped under the ice platform. She slowly rose up, to save her legs for later. It seemed the ghostlike stallion disappeared as she lifted. The sight of simple wood doors passing by. Her insight not feeling any magical pinpoints inside them until she reached the fourth floor.

As well as the ghost.

She stopped short, confused as to why he was there and not at the entrance to the top. The ghost's shape showed a middle-aged stallion with a wild flowing mane and tail. A smirk decorating his face before turning around. "Hey, wait!" She called out, watching him disappear in a haunting mist through the wooden door. It was a lot more engraved than the others.

The small sorceress slid off the ice onto the floor. The stone feeling much warmer than the lobby's as she stopped short of the door. He was here. The oddest feeling flowing through her as she approached the entrance. Was she here before? It felt so familiar... Shaking her head and steeling her focus, the small filly's horn glowed with her staff at the ready. The curved doorknob circling in her magic as the door slowly popped open.

A decorated room of blue sheets hung from the wall. Detailed silver patterns on them flowing from the winds ventilating the room. An orange hue from the crackling fire lighting the space. The fire on her left decorated with two padded chairs to sit in. To her right an open restroom area with privacy curtains, a large bubbling tub over a small, heated flame near the door outside where a balcony she didn't catch before looked over the courtyard, and the wall of ice she displayed fully.

What truly caught her eye though was on the giant bed straight ahead. On the foot of it was a grey furred stallion with a long white mane and tail. He wore a silver circlet on his head. Older and seemingly experienced by his faces shape, she looked down to see a small form, seemingly a filly in a strange full body suit that covered her features. Only her muzzle and sensitive areas shown.

To her horror, the filly's face was stuffed between his legs. His erect ebony shaft stuffing her throat as his hoof petted her covered head. "Ah. Is it time already?" He huffed, gently popping his soaked cock from her lips. Her head resting on his thigh, gasping for fresh air while being pet. A few quiet moments passing as the earth stallion gazed over Sweetie's features, gently sighing.

"You seem shocked." He chuckled, licking his lips as he wiped his pre cum over her masked face, getting a groan from the mysterious filly. "You'll get used to it."

"Stop that! You get away from her, creep!" Sweetie commanded, pointing the staff at the mysterious stallion. With a sneering grin her gripped the covered filly's ears with his own magic from the circlet. The greenish-blue hue lifting her head as she let out the mix of a yelp and a moan.

"I wouldn't do that, Sweetie. It won't go well for you." He chuckled. A flash from his circlet decorating his head loosened the strange magical wrapping covering the filly's face. Sweetie's jaw dropping as she looked at a mirror image of herself. Much redder faced from blushing and who knows what else as her drooling doppelganger blinked.

"B-bright..." The other Sweetie kept her eyes shut. The wizard consoling her with a soft "Tsk. Oops. Sorry slut." Before letting the strange wrapping slowly cover her eyes back up.

"Wh-why is... Am I...?"

"Tied up and worshiping my cock like you will be soon?" The stallion spoke casually, unflinching as she gasped at the near threat. His turquoise gaze staring hungrily over her before gently letting the meek, tied up form of herself go back to worshiping his throbbing length. "Simply put. I am a chronomancer. You lost the moment you entered my barrier, like you always do." He let his hooves rub the doppleganger's cheeks, letting the prisoner Sweetie know he was paying attention to her.

"N-no way." The small filly nearly dropped her staff. A time wizard hasn't been seen for over a century. They were the strongest kind of wizard. Able to basically teleport, cause time rifts and even stop time itself. An incredibly powerful chronomancer was perfectly capable of making a time trap that looped a moment like this.

"Yes way. Our first meeting was quite the spectacle, but you've been mine for months. At least in my time." He patted the encased Sweetie, allowing her to get off before unwrapping her ears. His focus on her. "Tell me and yourself what you got before coming here."

"A... A silver collar sir."

"And were you going to use it on me once you defeated me?"

"Yes sir."

"And did you defeat me?"

A small pause filled the air, making the currently free Sweetie's heart thump like an earthquake in her own chest. "N-no sir."

"Why was that?"

"I put on the collar myself for you."

He smiled in an almost eerily warm way as he turned towards the sorceress, making her heart drop into her chest. "That's right, you become mine willingly." He gently turned back to the tied-up filly, letting Sweetie watch herself lewdly stick her tongue out to catch his in an existentially horrifying kiss. Her own body being fondled by his hoof. With a firm wet parting, he turned back to the sorceress at his door. "Mmh... Now Sweetie. Every time I restart the loop after my fill, I allow the current Sweetie to leave on her adventure, taking the next one to replace her. So on and so forth." He explained, letting his lips tickle the other Sweeties ear as she nodded along.

"S-so you mean..." She glanced to her side where her doppleganger's knapsack was, realizing what he was implying.

"That's right. You put on that collar. I take control of it, and you become my delicious little slave until we eventually run out of magical power for this little loop, only to start it again." The wizard hummed, lifting the other Sweetie's chin lovingly. Her body felt heavier, a new oppressing weight filling her as she watched herself toyed with by the strange magic user.

"You look lovely without that cloak and hat. Take them off for me." He suddenly commanded, letting the other Sweetie fall back onto the bed before letting himself up on his unshorn hooves. The cloaked filly seeing just how much taller he was than her without the distance and transparency of his spell form. "Please?" He asked, almost sweetly if it wasn't so personal.

Unclothed ponies weren't unusual, but something about the cold climate and his intentions he had already seemed to achieve tightened her chest horribly, making her gulp audibly. "Always thinking so much. Bad habit of sorcerers sometimes." He hummed, closing in more. She gasped in surprise as his mouth opened, letting her see just how much larger his muzzle was before gently biting her hat. The large, brimmed head cover sliding off slowly before setting it aside. "That's one. ~" He hummed.

"She's real?" She asked, feeling his warmth radiate onto her ear as he looked down from above.

"Real as you are." He spoke. The rumbling in his voice making her rear hooves clench at the sound. How much did that other Sweetie have to endure it? It was like smooth coffee in her ears. Finally realizing how vulnerable she was, she backed off slightly, looking behind him to see herself on the bed, rolled over and listening to them calmly.

"Let her loose before I do anything for you." She demanded, getting a slightly amused chuckle from the wizard.

"Every time." He let his circlet flash, causing the wrapping mummifying the poor filly to dissipate. Only the collar remaining she recognized. Sweetie staring as she saw her own form. The places where her bonds wrapped on her body slightly red from the tightness. The nearly free sorceress panting as she stayed on her side, slowly stretching her limbs curiously, finally able to see herself in front of her capture.

"You're here already?" The filly whined, slightly shivering from the open air.

The newly arrived filly looked up to see the stallion's deep aquamarine gaze lower to block thier conversation, gently wrapping his lips around the decorated piece she kept her cloak attached too. The wet sounds making her shudder as his tongue skillfully undressed her until she was left with only her hidden travel pack against her side. Her cloak on the carpeted stone floor.

"Of course. Took me a few times to learn how to do that through our meetings. I can't imagine silver being super comfortable on your neck, but you seem to take it like a champ." The stallion whispered, lifting his head as his circlet flashed again. The filly behind him who was finally getting back on her feet feeling the collar fall to pieces before evaporating into thin air.

"H-hey!" The other Sweetie whined, seemingly distraught that she was being freed.

The stallions hoof suddenly rose Sweetie's chin, keeping her attention on him as a small squeak escaped. "Now I've kept my end of the deal, but I can still have that duel unless..." He lifted the collar in her bag in his magical grip, gently booping her nose with it. Her own green aura wrapping around to hover it past his eager grin.

"I-I don't know." She groaned, being in such a stressful situation, she felt like she was missing something. A missing piece. Her thoughts interrupted as the other Sweetie spoke up.

"But I want to stay!" The young unicorn groaned, falling on the bed with a pout. The older chronomancer sneered, gently using his hoof to push the floating collar towards his desires neck. By some odd magical means, the artifact clicked open by itself as if thirsting to attach to her. The strange metal finally touching her necks fur. What should've been a cold metallic touch felt like a warm silk cloth itself. Is this what she'd been wrapped in?

"You'll be all tied up. Rutted and enjoyed for days on end. Only allowed out of your encasement to bathe." The stallion spoke, letting his nose press on hers as she felt his heat even more intensely. The idea of letting him do such... Adult things with her. "You want to hear about all the things we do? I love seeing your face each time." The equine huffed. She could only stare at herself while her reflection seemed to jealously stare back, touching herself as the weight of the stallion could be felt on her back. His head dipping down next to hers as the tickling facial fur rubbed her cheek. "You like to be squished and taken from behind. Something about being trapped under the weight. I'm surprised you didn't let that avalanche take you." He whispered, watching with her as she nervously shuddered.

Curiosity, plus her own form behind him seemingly happy with being collared under the stallions control got the best of her.

Click.

The filly's magic attached the collar fully, standing perfectly still a moment. She expected to be wrapped up immediately like the old mare said but moved her head down, nervously puzzled. "Nothing's happening." She stared confused.

The sorceress looked up only to see her doppleganger giving a smug smirk towards her. The filly's eyes weren't Sweetie's usual green, but a cold turquoise. Her blood froze as the reflection disappeared into a mist.

She quickly attempted to lift her staff with her magic but found she couldn't cast a single spell. In fact, she couldn't even move her limbs! Her chest heaving as she begun to panic. Like a warm wire in her own body, she felt herself held into a standstill, only able to breathe, move her mouth and blink. Like a living statue.

The chronomancer gently spun around, letting his tail brush her face as she got a long look at his growing ebony length. A sizable shaft that drooped and swung under him. Only able to watch, he stepped up onto his large bed, surrounded by closable privacy curtains.

"You lied!?"

"Yes. Though I am a time wizard, I was an illusionist first. I'm also not nearly strong enough to contain you with a time loop alone. So, I had to resort to a little trickery." She saw his circlet flash, suddenly being lifted off the ground.

"You bastard!" She howled, feeling her lips clamp shut through no will of her own as he laid back. The hovering filly slowly flying over the bed and the smug stallion lying with his hooves behind his head. Like a gryphon admiring a fish it caught, he gazed along her form, licking his lips. Her lips freed again as her eyes watered, realizing how much she messed up.

"Better a bastard than naïve." He taunted, lowering her until she was a hair away. "So much power, and all I had to do was feed you what you wanted to hear you little slut." He taunted, her trembling flanks parting under his spell as his tongue extended, her body rotating up as her tight clit was hovering over his waiting muzzle.

"What are you doing?" She yelped, feeling like a puppet on strings. Her voice yelping while feeling a warm laugh heated her folds under her, making her chest heave profusely.

"Enjoying the view. So, what do you think? Should I just seat you here?" She felt a hot exhale after being lowered slightly, shuddering before being pulled lower towards his hips. His smile beaming as she looked down, feeling his already full length shaft rubbing the teased opening between her legs. "Or maybe here?"

"You can't!"

"I can and I will." He said grimly. A feeling of silk cloth suddenly begun wrapping around her limbs. His magic allowing her to look around at what was happening. The encasing cloth gently tugging and pulling as she was leaned forward, looking at his cruel grin. "You seemed excited when looking at that little mummy showcase. It was difficult keeping your form in that spell at first glance but once I got a good look at you, I had perfect reference. I bet you love cocooning yourself in your blanket at night." She yelped as it wrapped faster, taking her whole body into account besides her orifices.

"You're still going to wrap me up like that!?" She protested, feeling the wrapping catch under her tail with a sensitive yelp.

Her floating body closed perfectly face to face. His nose pressing over hers, swallowing in excitement. "Why not? I could feel just how much your chest thumped at the sight of it." His tormenting words making her tear up more as she let out a defeated moan. The feeling of his pony meat slowly grinding up her folds, hot dogging her as she felt the wrappings tighten. "Ready?" He suddenly asked. Her ears drooping down at his question.

A rush of cloth wrapped over her eyes. His smile being the last thing she saw as the whirring blankets blocked her eyesight. Gravity shifting as something firm pressed on her chest. She was laying on him. "Hey." His plush lips against her ear as she felt firm hooves wrap over her, grinding her folds on the heated shaft. She could even feel the thumping of his blood rushing through. "This will be the last time you hear my voice for a while. I'm curious at rutting a cocooned filly now too. Anything you want to know before I wrap you into my little sex doll?"

Her rump flinched as he tapped his cock over her sensitive area. "Why?"

A warm huff of laughter tickled her ear. "How do you think that shopkeeper came across the collar?" He spoke softly, making her chest sink even deeper. "I guessed she'd give it to someone magically strong enough to defeat me, all I had to do was wait." She felt her body lift with him as he sat up on the headboard of his bed. "Now you can drain me while I drain you." He hungrily laughed, making her sink deeper. "Those time loops are impossible to create at my level, but I only need a powerful mage's energy to cast them. More and more adventurers to play with in time pockets until I have an entire fortress of energy and lust. My own paradise." He spoke sensually, her spirit fully defeated as she laid into his chest. "All thanks to you."

"N-no..."

"It's time." He uttered, lifting her up in his lap as she let out a soft protest. Her defeated grunts vibrating over his chest as the last of his strange silk begun wrapping her ear. "I'd give you a safe word, but I'll just loosen you up now." He rumbled, suddenly dampening from the cloth, leaving her thundering heartbeat in her head.

"Hey, wait!" A warm, magical aura could be felt around her body as his lips pressed over the side of her mouth in a twisted kiss of comfort. Her lips trembling in a huff of shock. Oh gods, what did she sound like? She didn't want to sound excited to him. He was holding her prisoner! She paused her thoughts as she finally noticed the magical aura around her. Was he hovering her? No. His chest heat was still on hers, as well as the throbbing meat that continued throbbing.

"Sir?" She uttered, realizing she picked up the habit from her fake. Clearly, he noticed too as his grip tightened around her, another call into the void as she squeaked from his grip. "Chrono- Ahh!" The length that was teasing her winking folds suddenly parted, angling the large tip to her virgin cave. "It's not gonna fit! Just wait a minute!" The small sorceress begged, burying her head over his neck. Her stuck limbs sandwiched between their chests as a sudden thrust entered mercilessly. "Wait!"

Her jaw hung open as the full mass of stallion cock entered inside her. A second passed. Two seconds. Three seconds. Four? That's it. She must've been in shock. It was so much; she was unable to even comprehend it. Right? Six seconds. Seven. Suddenly a very deep, filling feeling arose in the pit of her stomach. The slow rise in feeling reminding her to breathe as she felt a set of her bedmate's teeth nibble over her quivering lips, giving her something to compare her feeling too. That was it. He used magic and dulled it.

If she could hear, she could only imagine the wet sounds inside her as she rumbled. A hot mess of drool escaping her lips as she groaned. Being tied up was gift to not have to deal with the embarrassing sounds and visuals escaping her. Slowly his cock parted the opened cavern, now ready to receive him endlessly. He'd tricked her, taken her. Would the magistrate come looking? No, this was a do or die journey like all the others. Being related didn't make her special at all.

She was special to him though. Her gravity changed yet again. This time, his hooves simply rotating them both until the overpowered filly was face down on the bed. His hooves rubbing along her back. She could only hear her own breaths. Her own little moans, her own beating heart. Trapped with only her thoughts and the sensations he'd give her.

Outside of the filly's bubble of lewd despair was the chronomancer had begun admiring the curvature of her body. If she'd had looked any closer during his bluff, she'd have seen her double's shape wasn't close to this. Sweetie was lither. Gentle looking. The only wear and tear on her being her hooves, which were covered. "Honestly I don't know where to start. You're the first." He spoke to himself almost nervously, dropping the menacing disguise as his lowered muzzle pressed on her encasing. A deep inhale over her neck that she could feel made her squirm under his weight. Should he taunt her? He could use his magic to speak to her mind directly. No. Maybe later.

Instead, his body came crashing down. The tip of his drooling shaft back at her entrance as his front limbs wrapped along her neck from behind. She let out a high-pitched squeak while he tightened his grip, letting his teeth nibble along her jawline. A squishy wet slurp between her legs as he let out a shuddering sigh. The tight heated walls gripping so well as his hug nearly choked her. His deep gaze admiring her pink tongue extending out, drooling down her chin with small whimpers.

With a cruel laugh his magic tightened the wrappings even more, enough to make the marshmallow filly open moan. "Nnngh! T-tight...!" She clenched. Her pillowy body feeling the pressure even more as a lick curled over her cheek.

"You sure are." He sighed, slamming his hips inward, making her head bury in the pillow with a load howl of deep pleasure. "Little slut. I was right about you enjoying this." He huffed, letting his hoof lift from her neck. His magic lifting her head off the pillow.

In her isolating wrapping, she couldn't even feel the cool air anymore. The grinding of his intensely warm body and plush bedding sandwiching her overheated the poor prisoner. Inside and out, he was everywhere. In her heat induced delirium she failed to notice her own actions as she begun panting wildly, like a collared pet.

"Look at that, she thinks she's a dog!" He laughed to himself, watching her quick drooling pants soak the pillow beneath her chin. "Let's fuck you like one, bitch." His wide, heavy hooves slammed down on her back, pinning her to the bed. The stallion firmly sitting up, bringing her plump flank with him. One hoof holding her head to the sheets while the other held her shaking thigh. A slow, meaty thrusting pushing forward and downward as he watched his entire length disappear inside her with ease. The wet pre cum and sorceress walls helping lube his building lust.

"Ahh! Nngh! Haaah! Ah! Please!" Sweetie bellowed, unable to help herself as her own body betrayed her, pushing back as his cock's tip roughly pounded at the gates of her desperate womb. "Ngh hngh! Ahhh! You can't! I gotta... I gotta..!" She uttered, almost choking on her own drool as the chronomancer felt his throbbing shaft building up its load. He was close, just seeing her in delicious hysterics caught his desire off guard.

Finally, his voice couldn't help but enter her mind directly through his magic, wanting to know her answer to his question. "You're going to what, my little bitch?"

Now open moans filled the air with each devastating thrust, her voice hoarser as his hips firmly pounded against her enveloped rear. "B-burst!" She howled, lifting her head. The collar around her neck glowing bright green, sucking her very magical energy.

His victorious grin returned, joining her in climax as a wave of cum matching the avalanche earlier filled her to the absolute brim. Thick wet spurts of seed dripping as he let out a guttural moan. No magic was needed for time to stop while they both expelled their orgasms.

The spent chronomancer collapsed to his side with her still attached by the hard shaft, slowly easing its throbbing. "Now then." His mind focused, the circlet quickly draining the absorbed magic out of her body from the collar. His magical focus through his crown felt like it had gone through a full day's rest. A deep chuckle escaping after realizing his own capacity for magic had grown.

Spent physically for now, he let the wrappings loosen on his toy, who was now cradled as his little spoon. Her silk head coverings dropping around her. The tightness of the wrappings kept her limbs afloat but now she could collapse, managing full lungs of breath. Two grey hooves wrapping around her chest, causing her body to freeze up. "Look down, little pet." His voice hummed. Slowly her head sunk to see the sizable cock suddenly plop out with an embarrassingly wet slurping sound. Her back shuddering as he buried his nose in her mane.

"I think this is the start of a wonderfully mutual relationship.~"