Follyamory

A few months later...

Cadance had cucked Shining with more royal guards than he could count at this point, mostly crystal ones since they were in the Crystal Empire now, but usually two or three at a time. Half of that number had raped him as well in one end or both at Cadance’s behest, and he was starting to wonder if he’d ever have actual consensual sex. She still slept next to him at night, sure, but probably only so he’d have to smell her cum-drooling holes as he tried to sleep.

His own poor dick had barely been touched, and certainly hadn’t felt any holes around it since Chrysalis. He was actually starting to miss his Chryssie. It was made worse by Cadance’s increasing pregnancy, now a few months along. He’d never been the violent type, but after all she’d put him through, he wanted nothing more than to kick her in the gut until she miscarried.

She’d spent long hours in the Crystal Empire library, taking frequent trips to the restricted books in the Canterlot Archives as well. Despite her initial confidence about not needing magic to twist the other princesses, she wanted to make sure she had it as back up if needed. In the process, she left most of the ruling duties of the Crystal Empire to him, though that hadn’t caused anyone to respect him any more. Every time somepony looked at him, he wondered if they knew what a rape-bait cuck he’d been, and guards that’d raped him would occasionally grab his ass in passing.

Cadance had repeatedly complained that she couldn’t figure out a way to overcome the royal sisters magically if need be as well though. Shining hoped she’d gotten over her initial wishful thinking that she could get them without magic and would never find the right spell. Maybe it’d make her give up her designs on his family too. It was hard looking Twilight in the face when she visited when she knew what Cadance wanted him to do to her.

But it seemed that now she’d found her confidence, because she’d taken him on a surprise trip back to Canterlot. They were headed to the Canterlot Royal Gardens late in the evening, with Cadance taking her claims even further. She said that not only would she not need magic, but could ‘talk Luna into it’ without raping her either.

“Sweetie, please,” Shining whispered to her, making one last effort to not go down this path. “What we’re doing is literally high treason, and we have no idea how she’ll react. Even if she responds, we won’t get more than half-way, and being half-way is worse than being rejected by her immediately. It has consequences.”

“Sweetheart,” Cadance patted his cheek, “This is what I do, and besides, we’ve got the perfect storm here. She’s in season, frustrated by politics, and has chosen to relax next to a romantic pond. Alicorn fertility hits MUCH harder than it does for a mortal mare. Heavens help Twilight when she... um, back on topic. You might find the way Luna copes with it to be interesting.”

“Which brings about another problem,” said Shining. “What if I get her pregnant? There’s no certainty that a ‘safety’ spell would work on an ancient being like her.”

“What if?” Cadance giggled, “If I were you, I’d hope for it; she’d marry us for fear of too much scandal. Honestly, I can’t believe you’re arguing so much against the chance to get royal pussy after the last few weeks. Have you actually started to like being my pathetic cuck toy?”

Shining couldn’t believe he was arguing against it either, but he definitely didn’t like being her toy yet and didn’t imagine he ever would.

“I’ll assume you were joking there about marriage,” Shining stared. “Besides, she’s a dream-walker; she probably already knows that we’re up to something.”

“What?” Cadance asked, “Polyamory is rare, but it’s legal.” She licked his nose. “Besides, being the only male in a relationship with several alicorns? That’s not something I’d pass up if I were you, especially when your existing one won’t put out.”

“It's all beside the point anyway,” Shining sighed, “Like I said, she likely already knows what we’re planning.”

“That’s less of a problem than you think,“ said Cadance. “Ponies dream about all sorts of things they aren’t going to do, so even if she suspects, she won’t act on it until it’s too late. And it’s not like people dream about the exact details of their evil plans. Most of my dreams have nothing to do with anything in real life.”

“It’s just…” Shining sighed.

“Well we could always stop here,” Cadance peered at him. “Go back to our guest room instead of going through with it… and then I could see how slowly I can bite off your ball sack. I suggest you take my kind offer to cuck me back instead.”

“Fine,” Shining took a deep breath, not willing to take the chance as she might really do it. “No need to get mad, I’ll trust you.”