Hivemind Control

Cadance flopped down on the bed and pulled her back legs open. A second later, Dip climbed up on top of her and pressed his lips to hers. She immediately sucked his tongue into her mouth and tried to swallow it, digging her own into his. Running her hooves all over his body, she squeezed his muscles and felt their tone. She was usually horny, but for the fifth time in her life, it had become overwhelming. But unlike the previous times, when any dick would do, for some reason, she only wanted him this time. Not even an entourage of half a dozen stallions. Him and him alone.

As he began to press against her opening, he found that he couldn't enter. He was hard and she had opened up for him, but she was dripping everywhere, and far too slippery for her own good. No matter how little resistance she had, it was still more than zero, meaning that her discharge would always try to redirect him into the open air. The flared head of his cock was simply too wide to slip into her.

With a practised set of hooves, Cadance directed him in. While she was exceptionally eager to begin, hundreds of stallions had experienced issues of similar nature with her. Some had been nervous or excited, and were shaking too much to establish a connection. Some were overzealous, and kept slipping out because they pulled back too hard and tried to reenter with every thrust. Others still were having second thoughts, and while she did not push them into unions they were not comfortable with, she did her best to be a comfort to them, and to calm their nerves. Then, there were situations like this, where the two could not find purchase due to too much lubrication. All manner of things could lead to the same result, but she had never chastised them. Some stallions needed help, and that was okay.

A wave of satisfaction rippled through her body, emanating from inside her vagina. It was a familiar feeling, one she'd felt countless times before. She had just had her first orgasm of the session, just from his insertion. To experience it this early was very odd, though. It had happened only once before, on her wedding night with Shining.

She quickly dismissed the thought as Dip began to move. Who cared if she came early? She was a mare, and thus had no refractory. She was ready to go in the next instant, with no downtime. She'd known a few stallions that hadn't even made it all the way in before firing off, and they had been very apologetic and tried very hard to make the second round count.

When he had pulled back almost to the collar, Dip slammed back in. Cadance was slick enough, loose enough and deep enough that he could very easily go all the way in, his balls making a wet slap as they slammed against her arsehole. He pulled back and drove in again, once more hilting her with an audible clap. He begins to pick up speed, working himself into a steady rhythm.

For the first time, their lips separated. As Cadance moaned loudly in pleasure, her voice echoed down the halls through the still-open door, alerting everypony to what was going on. After a few minutes, some of the more curious guards poked their heads in to watch. With no hesitation, she waved them in and conjured a bench for them to sit on and watch from a better viewpoint. She was no stranger to exhibitionism. As they filtered in, though, Dip began to slow down.

"What are you doing?" asked Cadance, gripping his hips with her hooves. "Don't quit on me, now."

Dip looked nervously at the audience. "Do they have to watch?"

"You have nothing to be ashamed of," assured Cadance. "They want to watch because you're a legend to them. Such a handsome stud that he nailed two princesses. Almost three, even. Every one of them wishes they were you right now."

Several of the guards nodded enthusiastically, whether it was true or not. For those who were lying, they just wanted to see what was so special about Dip, likely so that they could compare notes and have a better chance with mares of their own. A few, however, just shrugged. They weren't here to see Dip or wish they were him. They were either here to watch Cadance's body, or call dibs on the next round.

"See? They're here to support you. Now show them what a real athlete's body is capable of."

Dip closed his eyes and focused on his efforts, but every time he looked back to his audience, he slowed. It always seemed to happen just as Cadance was nearing her next climax, only to have it torn away by his performance anxiety. This was not something he was comfortable with, and in an effort to finally let him finish, she excused the guards from the room. The results were immediate as soon as Dip heard the door close, and he began to pound his hips hard against hers, soon cumming inside of her.

The filling sent her over the edge, waves of pleasure crashing over her body. While she could normally recover from these better than most and be walking around in minutes, these were insanely powerful, and she felt herself drifting away, as if she was going to sleep.

But she wasn't going to sleep. She was internally aware of everything around her, but unable to act on anything. She tried to raise her hoof to his shoulder, but it wouldn't move. She considered that she had succumbed to exhaustion and that her body just needed to rest, but then she saw her other hoof move to caress his face.

In that moment, she knew that something was wrong; that something was acting on her behalf. Her body was moving, but her mind was unable to pick her actions. This was quite a shock to her, but not wholly terrible. Whatever was influencing her didn't seem to have a lot of control, as her intent was being carried out, regardless. She reasoned that as soon as she had her energy back, she would regain control.

She watched as Dip clasped her hoof in his, and looking at it, he smiled. Something about that smile didn't sit right with her. Something about it seemed malicious. This was doubly so because the hoof he was smiling at had some webbed bruising, not dissimilar from Luna's compactions. "Looks like you're already started," he chuckled. "It won't be long before you're just a baby factory for the queen."

Then something happened that she did not intend. She opened her mouth and uttered a sentence she did not mean to say. "I live to serve my mistress."