Hivemind Control

The remainder of the night went on as planned. While a few of the party guests stayed behind for games and further socializing, it wasn't necessary. Fancy pants opted to stay behind, as he'd missed out on everything before dinner, but Luna had fulfilled her obligation and made an excuse to leave, citing that, as princess of the night, she needed to be available for the sunset ceremonies. Cosmo decided to join her in departing, citing personal matters to which he must attend. They both left, but not before Luna talked Fancy into inviting them both to his next dinner party, a week from Wednesday.

The evening was young, and the two walked along the road back to the castle side by side. Luna hadn't had a grand opportunity to take in Cosmo's appearance earlier, as her first interaction had been a bit rushed, and her second had him halfway hidden behind a table and its decorations. It was only now that she could see him fully, and appreciate his appearance.

He was above average height for an earth pony. Not tall, but certainly not short. He had a very slender build, but with broad shoulders that didn't fit the rest of his frame. His jawline was squared off and popped away from his neck, and his gaunt cheeks only helped to accentuate his jawline and cheekbones. He had a sleek dark green coat, a fiery slicked back mane, and dark sapphire eyes. As the dinner party was casual dress, he'd worn a long-sleeved blouse that matched his mane, with the cuffs rolled up above the elbow, and a patterned blue vest over the top to match his eyes.

"Is that what you usually wear?" asked Luna, trying to strike up a new conversation.

"The shirt is," he answered. "The sleeves were made to roll up, and then stitched in place to keep them from rolling back down. It was a design choice that I don't claim to understand, but I think it paints me in a light of being somewhat well-off, while not barring me from being able to perform tangible work. As I said, I have a small orchard that I tend to."

"Oh? What do you grow?"

"Black walnuts, a few pecan trees are mixed in there, too. I'm thinking of adding some almonds into the mix soon."

Luna shook her head. "That's not at all what I was expecting. I thought you were growing fruit trees."

"Nope. Nuts."

"Do you sell them?"

"I mostly just give them out as gifts. If you'd like, I can bring you out to the orchard sometime to have a look, maybe take a sack home to munch on."

"I'd like that," smiled Luna. "I cannot wait to taste your nuts."

As the words left her mouth, she suddenly realized that they had a second meaning she had not intended, and she quickly covered her mouth, her cheeks turning bright red in embarrassment.

Not wanting to cause her to lose face, Cosmo quickly gave her an out. "Do be careful with the shells, especially on those walnuts. They're very hard, so make sure you're using the right tool to crack them open."

Luna nodded and continued on her way, taking a few deep breaths. She wasn't prone to that sort of mishap. Could it have been tied to her sudden onslaught of unexpected heat? She had to figure out what was wrong with her before it soiled her relationship with this baron.

Soon came the point where the two would part ways. Cosmo took Luna's hoof in his own, bowed down, and kissed it. "I had a wonderful time at the party, mostly due to your intervention. I shall send you the address of my orchard soon, and we can discuss a date and time through the mail. Alternatively, you can pop in whenever I'm there, mostly in the mornings."

"I shall try to find some time soon," Luna beamed. "Good evening, Cosmic Crash."

"Good evening, Princess Luna."

As soon as they had stepped out of view of each other, Luna rushed back to the castle, up the stairs, and toward her bedroom. She locked the door behind her, to ensure that she wouldn't be disturbed. The bedrooms were enchanted to be sound-proof if the doors were closed, for any conversations that would take place therein were private matters. A knock at the door was audible, but outside of that, no voices or noises could be heard.

Immediately after flopping down on the bed, Luna's hooves shot between her legs and she began to masturbate furiously. She didn't know what it was, but she could not keep her loins in check tonight, and she needed a the sensation to go away so she could think clearly. Using only her hind legs, she pushed herself across the bed and ripped open the drawer to the nightstand, flinging open the door to the hidden compartment in the back and pulling out a gyrating dildo, which she planted firmly inside of her pussy.

The toy was meant to be capable of automatic operation. One would slide it in, flip the switch, and it would begin twisting around inside of the user. The hard core of the device had a motor and several gear shifts, but the outer silicone was soft and flexible, and would retain its form while in use, just moving around. The problem was, the batteries were dead after sitting for several months.

After banging it on the nightstand in frustration, hoping that she could intimidate the device into working, she decided to just use it lake a regular dildo, pumping it in and out of her snatch with her magic while her hooves each grabbed ahold of a breast to ease the aches in them, as well.

As she tried desperately to find release, she found herself thinking back to her night. She'd first felt the sting of arousal when she ran into Cosmo, and after her first bout of relief, when she thought she could handle herself, she felt it light right back up when she talked to him again, hiding her excitement by staying under the table and keeping her legs closed. She was practically frothing on the walk home, which had likely led to her outburst.

She couldn't believe that she'd told him, out loud and in public, that she wanted to taste his nuts. And yet, as she relived that humiliation over and over, the more she felt as though both sides of the statement were accurate. She hadn't seen them, as he had been sporting a thick tail cut, but her imagination filled in a few of the blanks. She could imagine his balls, thick and heavy, and his dick, long and swishy. Perhaps it was inaccurate, but she couldn't know for certain.

"Do you like having me inside of you?" she imagined him saying. She'd only just met him tonight, but she had paid attention to his voice, and in her thoughts, she could replicate it. "Do you feel how happy you make my cock?"

"Yes!" she shouted out, feeling her release approaching. "Yes! Fuck me!"

"Then cum for me, Luna. Soak me in your happiness."

"A-ah!" with a buck of her hips, she discharged all over her toy, soaking her sheets. Panting in ecstacy, she raised the moon from the window, and passed out. A minute or so later, the maid that had been changing the towels in the ensuite bathroom sheepishly slunk out of the room. She'd seen everything, but didn't want to risk interrupting her princess.