Hivemind Control

by Kiernan

Chapter the Thirty-Third: Dipping Out

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Cadance awoke the next morning feeling a bit cold. She was used to waking up surrounded by stallions and mares, but today, it was just her and the softly snoring stallion behind her. She smiled, rolled over and kissed his nose, stirring him from slumber. "Good morning, sleepyhead," she smiled, wrapping her hooves around his waist. "Sleep well?"

"I did," murmured the guard. "You were very comfortable."

"I certainly try to be," moaned Cadance, running a hoof down his sternum. "When does your shift start?"

"At ten," he answered. "I guard Celestia's door until six, then whatever else is on my schedule."

"We have time, then," smiled Cadance, glancing at the clock. With a deep kiss, she pushed him onto his back, rubbing his abdomen against her crotch. "What say we take care of something we neglected last night?" The guard nodded emphatically, his tip poking her lower back. As she leaned forward to line him up, they were startled by a knock at the door. "Hold that thought for just a moment," she smiled, standing up and moving to the door.

As the stallion covered himself to avoid punishment in the event that the visitor was his commanding officer, Cadance made her way to the door and pulled it open. Outside stood Dip, looking around. "Did I wake you?"

"Not really. I was already in the process of waking up. Was there something you needed?"

"I wanted to invite you to breakfast," smiled Dip. "Princess Celestia's still asleep, so I wanted the opportunity to talk to you alone. Rather, not alone, but without her listening." The smile faded from his face as he leaned in. "The door guards tell me she was acting a little strange last night."

"She was," nodded Cadance. "I would love to join you for breakfast. Give me half an hour to prepare, would you?"

"Certainly," answered Dip. "I'll be right here."

Cadance closed the door and returned to the bed. "Now, where were we?" She pulled back the covers and gently grasped his weakening erection. "Oh, yes. You were about to feel what it's like to be inside of a princess." Her words immediately reinforced his erection, bringing him back to full mast. With a chuckle, she raised herself up and pressed his tip against her pussy lips.

There was another knock at the door. Letting out a grunt of frustration, she disembarked him once more and made her way to the door. As she pulled it open, she was met with Dip again, who had a cart of food in front of him. "I thought it might be a lot faster if I just brought the food to you," he said. "It also makes it easier to ensure that our conversation is not overheard by prying ears."

Cadance pulled the cart into the room, but pushed Dip back into the hall. "That's fine, but you need to let me set up for the day, which I need to do on my own. I can't have you watching, now can I?"

"Oh, I don't mind."

"But I do. Now scoot." As she closed the door, she let out an exasperated sigh. "Are you still up for it?"

The guard looked to the door, then back to Cadance. He wasn't sure, but he was going to try. He gently stroked himself, trying to firm up again. He was ready by the time Cadance climbed on top of him. As she lined up and was about to slide him in, they both looked to the door, almost expecting another interruption. They froze for a few seconds, then turned back to each other. With a guide from her hoof, the tip slipped through her lips as she let out a satisfied breath.

There was another knock at the door. "Son of a bitch!" shouted Cadance. "All I wanted this morning was a good dicking to calm my nerves!" She stormed over to the door and threw it open. "What?!"

Dip held out a folding privacy curtain. "I found this in one of the closets. I thought it might help make you more comfortable if you knew I couldn't see you."

Without a word, Cadance yanked the partition inside and slammed the door. She sat down on the side of the bed, grabbed her pillow, and mashed it into her face, letting out an irritated growl.

The guard placed a hoof on her shoulder. "As much as I'd like to help you with your needs, I can't really handle the up and down, off and on stuff. I can come back tonight, if you're still interested."

Cadance lowered the pillow and rubbed her temples. "I appreciate it. I really do. And while I'm sure I'd benefit, I'm too aggravated to make a sound decision right now. Perhaps after I've eaten something, I can give you an answer, but right now, I'm a flustered mess."

Sliding up behind her, the guard began to rub her shoulders, just the way Shining always did. "My duty is to you, princess. If you are stressed, I can try to bring in a masseur, or something. Chocolates, perhaps?"

With a snort and smirk, she pulled him in and kissed him. "You're sweet. Come on back tonight, and we'll see just how far we can make it. How's that sound?"

"Hopefully, we can make it all the way, with no further interruptions."

"Hopefully."

After a few minutes of uninterrupted privacy, the guard picked up his shirt off the floor, leaving the bouquet on the table. After Cadance brushed her mane and tail, she opened the door and excused the guard, inviting Dip in with mild annoyance.

"I apologise for my incessant knocking," he said, setting out the meals on the table. "I'm just really worried about Celestia. I really want to know what happened. The guards aren't being descriptive, and they won't let me in without her permission or yours. What's going on?"

"I really can't tell you," answered Cadance, biting into her crumpet. There was a freshly-opened jar of spiced jelly, her personal favourite, that had a very tasty savoury blend. "We're still waiting for the results. We haven't even heard back from Luna's original physician."

As Dip watched Cadance take another bite of crumpet, he let out an irritated sigh. "So we don't know anything?"

"Nothing yet. That said, we could go down and check the mail after breakfast. It should be arriving any time now."

Dip's face lit up, and he immediately began scarfing down his meal. He was in a hurry, so Cadance would oblige him and hurry along, as well. The faster she made it to the postmaster, the better.

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