Hivemind Control

After swimming around for a bit longer, the two decided that it was time to call it a night, and separated into their respective locker rooms, each taking a complimentary towel. It was just before midnight, and as they were alone in the building, there was more than enough hot water for each of them.

About halfway through her shower, with all of the chlorine washed from her mane and tail, Celestia realized that she'd left her suit on the side of the pool. Shutting off the shower, she walked back out, picked up the suit, and returned to the locker room. She was shocked when she first walked in, seeing Dip stripped down and scrubbing his chest. Double-checking the door, she realized she'd returned to the wrong locker room.

Before she could leave, though, he turned sideways and she saw his cock bobbing beneath him. It was long and slender, with thick veins running its entire length. Thinking back, she'd been completely nude next to him for two hours. She'd swum away from him a few times during those two hours, meaning he'd have been given a full view of her slit. She'd been blue-balling him all night.

He reached down and began to scrub it with his loofah. The soapy suds obscured him briefly, then were washed off by the water. The same applied to his balls, which were bigger and hung lower than the tight polyester had indicated or even allowed. He was quite a specimen.

Once the soap was washed off his balls, though, he hung the loofah on a wall hook near his suit and just kept rubbing his genitals. Slowly at first, pressing his head to the wall so he could use his other hoof to cup his testicles. He moaned softly, whispering Celestia's name every few strokes.

Celestia didn't know what to do. On one hoof, public masturbation was illegal, something she had personally taken an interest in enforcing with harsh penalties. Granted, she'd chosen to do that because it was harmful to the colts and fillies that might see it, but it was still a crime. On the other hoof, she was responsible for building up his need for release, and he'd be in almost as much trouble walking back home with his rod at full extension like that. Besides, she'd done the exact same thing earlier today, not even ten metres from where she now stood. She had no moral leg to stand on, here. It's possible that he had thought to take the opportunity of being alone to rub one out in the privacy of a locked down building's shower, dumping the evidence down the drain and not risking being caught. Unfortunately, he had been caught, and by the very monarch who'd signed the law he was breaking in.

Rather than bursting into the room and shouting "Stop! You violated the law!" she sauntered in slowly, stepping softly so as not to alert him until she was ready. He was so distracted that he didn't notice a thing. Using her wings for stability, she slid up over the top of him , blocking off his water and wrapping her hooves around his chest. "I take it you're imagining me down there?"

She could feel his heart pounding in his chest. She hoped he hadn't washed his tail yet, as her excitement at rubbing her breasts against his flank had caused her to leak all over it. He didn't say a word, he just froze in place, too scared to advance.

"You don't have to imagine it," she smirked, lowering her hooves down between his legs. "Let me show you how I would do it."

As her hooves took the positions his had been in, he dropped from the wall to stabilize his hooves against the floor. Though she wasn't doing much more than he had, but he was moaning significantly louder. His testicles gently swayed back and forth as if she were rolling a pair of heavy round dice. She could feel his pulse in his shaft, meaning he wasn't going to last very long. If he'd been flaccid when she'd seen him, she'd be disappointed, but after sporting an erection for over two hours, she couldn't blame him for being about ready to pop already.

She slid back along his body, dropping down to her elbows when she reached his butt. Under his short tail, his moist testicles were lightly twitching. She quickly pulled his penis back between his legs and sucked the head into her mouth. With a soft yelp, he came into her mouth, twitching and tensing up the muscles in his legs.

When he was finally finished, he slumped down to the floor, panting heavily. "That... was..." He shook his head. "I can't even describe it."

"Well, I couldn't let you just fire it down the drain, silly. It could clog up the pipes. Much safer to fire it off into my mouth. Tasty, too." She licked her lips. "I'm really glad you washed off the chlorine."

Dip rolled onto his back and sat up. "I'm not really experienced with returning that favour. Is that okay?"

"Do you at least know how?"

He shook his head. "Not really, no."

Celestia nodded as she watched his softening cock return to its sheathe. She was disappointed that she couldn't find her release tonight with Dip. Sure, she'd been given the opportunity to taste his little swimmers, but he couldn't help her in the same way. She'd just have to try again later. "Do you have any plans this weekend?"

"No."

"You do now. You're coming to the castle for dinner on Saturday. You, me, a candelabra and some minestrone. Sound good?"

He nodded.

"Good." Celestia turned to leave, picking up her suit at the door. "If you can behave yourself through dinner, I might invite you to eat something else. I know I'll be looking forward to dessert."

With that quip, she left the room, rushing into the locker room she'd originally come from. She very quickly rubbed her way to completion, discharging down the drain and hurriedly washing the rest of her body, drying with the given towel and throwing her regal everyday wear back on so she could be seen by the common citizens without need for extra gawking.

They shared one final kiss before walking out the door together and parting ways. Celestia felt as giddy as a schoolfilly as she returned to the castle. She had a big smile on her face as she anticipated how good her weekend was going to be.