It might be convenient that a crime occurred in the place they used for a courtroom anyway, at least when it was treason. Especially when the crime deserved immediate execution.
But all Celestia could do was stare at the scene, unable to fathom it. The accused was none other than Princess Cadance, who stood before the court, as naked as when she was caught aside from a magic suppression ring around her horn.
Her sizable breasts hung shamelessly out, which wasn’t unusual for the Princess of Lust. Less usual was the heavy horse shaft hanging between her legs, which she’d magicked prior to repression. Despite her situation, it was hard, pulsating in excitement as if at her own peril, heavy flesh orbs hanging beneath it that had already been emptied repeatedly into the victim. It shouldn’t have been, but it was even sexier that it was still covered in the victim’s blood, glimmering down her thighs.
The victim was Celestia’s sister Luna, who lay dead at the base of her throne. Her body was sprawled in a puddle of blood and her own piss that dribbled down the marble steps leading to the throne. A spear was driven into her tailhole, tip barely protruding from the stump where her head had once been. Her head sat on the throne seat, sawed off with a decorative sword of all things. The corpse was spattered with Cadance’s seed atop the blood, drooling from Luna’s muzzle and down onto her body.
It might have been horrifying, but somehow the strange pleasured expression on Luna made it hotter, and regardless of the context, Celestia had trouble not getting moist with the eyeful of her sister’s beautiful naked body. Regardless, it was an unforgivable act.
The trial was a formality, since the guilt was beyond doubt. Celestia had literally walked in the moment that Luna’s life was ending at the hands of their trusted friend. They’d already set up a noose and chair, and Celestia had to admit that seeing Cadance twitch and die at the end of that rope would be a sight to behold. She’d have to go give Cadance’s husband and daughter an apology fuck later though for having to do this.
“It’s not what you think,” Cadance said as she was questioned. “She was asking for it!”
“How dare you!” Celestia growled, then shook her head. “Just… tell me what happened. What made you do this? I don’t appreciate my sister and lover being reduced to a headless corpse, not that that will keep us from sex, but I prefer her being able to moan during the act! Be swift, next I’ll question the guards about why they were all masturbating or fucking while this happened.”
“Fine, I’ll tell you,” Cadance nodded. “But can I jack-off while I tell you how I snuffed out your hot sister?”
“Of course,” Celestia assured. “I’m no tyrant.” That and covered in blood or not, Cadance’s magical futa cock was a beautiful sight. “Keep in mind I’ve cast a truth spell; I will know if you lie.”
Cadance was visiting Canterlot to attend the Resplendent Rutting Royale, but couldn’t be expected to wait a whole day before indulging in her favorite toy. To that end, Cadance sat on Luna’s throne, slouched so her rump was at the edge of the cushioned seat and legs sprawled widely. She smirked as she watched her cum dumpster’s muzzle work the dick she’d sprouted using her specialty of sex magic.
Luna’s royal necklace lay on the floor, wearing a leather collar now, which Cadance held the leash for. She missed her mistress when she was away, so eagerly scarfed down her shaft. The thick meat stretched her throat as she bobbed her head, neck bulging each time her nose pressed against Cadance’s belly and tongue lapped out to entwine Cadance’s sack in a wet slurp.
Cadance panted, pulling the leash tightly and twitching her hips, but letting her pet do most of the work as the filthy cock-warmer both wanted and deserved. Both their bodies were covered in sweat, matting their fur, and Cadance’s breasts heaved as she breathed heavily, holding back from giving Luna’s belly a load of what she hungered for.
The soldiers in the room went about their duties, as this was typical behavior. Part of being so powerful was having hormones that wouldn’t quit, so alicorns all existed in a state of permanent arousal. Luna’s nethers leaked fluid down her thighs to the floor and down several steps, three fingers digging at her pussy as the other hand massaged Cadance’s balls.
Perhaps it was too common, as the guards barely cared to watch. New guards would get into the show and usually at least masturbate, but these guards had been here for a while, and few even seemed aroused, as if such an event barely registered as interesting.
“My little Moonpie,” purred Cadance, grabbing her head with one hand as the other reached down to grab her smallish breasts. “The flattest princess of us all, but so cute at the same time.”
Cadance twisted her ear, digging her nails in and thrusting heavily into her throat. Plugging her nostrils with her magic, she took fast strokes and allowed Luna to enjoy suffocating on her shaft. Luna rolled her eyes back as Cadance expelled a load into her throat, neck rippling visibly as she sucked it down. Cadance’s larger breasts bounced as she gave several more powerful thrusts, then allowed Luna to pull her head back enough to breathe.
Luna glanced back at the guards, rolling a glob of Cadance’s seed around her muzzle and smearing it over her gums. She grumbled, realizing not a single one even had their hand in their pants, not even the ones viewing Luna’s naked behind as she enthusiastically fingered herself.
“What’s wrong, my little Slutmare Moon?” Cadance purred, enjoying as Luna swallowed the rest of the seed, keeping her muzzle open so Cadance could see it go down.
“The guards look unenthused,” sighed Luna. “The first time we played, there was a orgy in the background. Am I getting boring?”
“I could never get bored of any of your filthy holes,” Cadance assured her. “But the reactions have been more subdued, and that’s part of the fun, else I wouldn’t insist that we always do this in public. Lately even fucking in the marketplace doesn’t get nearly the response it used to.”
“Indeed,” sighed Luna, but continued to slurp Cadance's shaft between words, keeping it coated from tip to sack in a gleaming layer of cum and saliva. “They’re getting more passive with me and my sister too. She boned me up the ass on the table during a diplomatic meeting, and the dignitaries just rolled their eyes and waited for us to finish! We… need something more interesting.”
“You’d do anything to get off your Mistress?” Cadance winked down at her, thumping her horn playfully. Striking a horn always stung, but the pain just made Luna’s hips twitch.
“Anything,” Luna purred, running her tongue around Cadance’s tip in circles. “I’d die a painful death if I knew it’d get you off hard.” She probably meant it figuratively at first, but her eyes widened after saying it, her grin growing as if realizing it was actually a rather sexy idea.
Celestia expected the truth spell to alert her, but it didn’t. She had to admit that that was rather hot by itself. As she listened, Celestia’s own slit churned more than usual, and she approached her sister’s corpse.
She felt the pliable flesh around Luna’s soggy cunt with her fingers. It was cooling externally, but warm inside as Celestia slid several fingers in to feel out the juice-drenched interior. It was more than just seed; Luna had been intensely aroused as she died. The grotesque act of fingering a corpse was different when thinking about that.
“Even die?” Cadance purred. “I admit, the idea of keeping your preserved corpse as my lover has a nice ring to it. I could take you home instead of only getting you when I cum over.”
“Hm, let’s make it interesting,” offered Luna, glancing around the room, then pulling a decorative spear off the wall, spinning it before floating it to them with her magic. “I’ll ram this spear up my ass, all the way through my gut and out my muzzle… if I can’t, or exit at any point other than my muzzle… you will snuff out my worthless life.”
The spear wound wouldn’t kill an alicorn since they had regenerative properties, but it’d be agonizing, more than the torture they normally engaged in.
“You’d risk your precious immortality?” Cadance asked, her grin widened, playfully twisting Luna’s horn.
Luna didn’t need to speak, her moan at the very thought of it answering. The moon slut pulled the spear to her behind using telekinesis, fingering herself madly as she slurped Cadance’s shaft back into her muzzle and began bobbing her head again. As she swallowed the tip once again, she pushed the unsharpened spear into her behind.
It went in easily, white fluid drooling from the pucker as it was pried opened. Luna still had sperm inside from her morning fuck with Celestia, so lubrication wasn’t an issue, at least to start. She worked it deeper, creeping inward a fraction of an inch at a time as if savoring the approach to her own end.
Cadance panted lustfully at what Luna was doing, casting an x-ray spell to show the spear within Luna. She licked her lips as she watched it push apart her anal tunnel, then nudge against the first bend in her intestines. Granted, there was nothing impressive about this depth, as Luna’s love for large cocks ensured that she was well-stretched.
Leaning forward and turning Luna’s horn out of the way, Cadance, lapped along her spine above where the spear tip resided. She twitched her hips, making sure Luna’s throat was still busy taking her shaft. The x-ray spell showed Luna’s tongue twisting around and working the base as her throat visibly rippled over the surface and the stringy sap from the last orgasm drooled into her stomach.
“You’re not impressing me yet, pet,” Cadance reminded, reaching around to massage her breasts, tugging the lumps of flesh and twisting them. It was tempting to ram the spear herself, but it wasn’t a bet if she helped. She even started hoping that Luna wouldn’t succeed. Snuffing a fellow goddess for a trivial pleasure had her cock throbbing harder than she’d felt in weeks, growing dizzy from the intensity.
The guards were taking note too. The two on either side of the throne had their hand in their pants, and others edged closer for a better view. They wanted to see Cadance murder Luna, which drove the lovers on in their lewd act.
Luna was determined to impress, and solved the spear heavily against the back wall. The flesh stretched and held more than a normal pony’s, but finally the tip penetrated. Luna tensed then moaned, gagging on Cadance’s shaft more sincerely.
As blood filled her intestines, Luna pushed deeper. The spear entered her gut, folds of fleshy interior compressing around it. Luna could have glanced back to use the x-ray spell to improve aim, not that she’d see well with Cadance’s pulsating member keeping her neck straight, but she didn’t try.
Given the haphazard shoves, it seemed more like she desired failure, eager to die on a lustful whim, and giving her what she wanted drove Cadance on. Luna’s body twitched with the agony of impalement, but she didn’t stop, the increasing pain making Luna’s pussy clench, splattering her juice onto the throne steps beneath her. She shivered as she thrust back against the spear.
It was easier to push it through her intestinal tract, sliding between the meaty strands. The blood poured from her asshole, drooling over her wet pussy and mixing a swirling red tint into the puddle of her pleasure. She heaved the spear again, arching her back and moaning around Cadance’s shaft again. Luna tried to push the spear so the tip would drive down and protrude from her chest instead of her mouth, but was shaking so badly that she failed successfully instead, impaling her stomach and pushing through there instead, the spear making its way up her esophagus. She grunted in disappointment in her success, a faint look of worry in her eyes that she might not get to die.
Cadance lingered her shaft in Luna’s throat for as long as she could, licking at Luna’s back and twisting her breasts until they were bruised. Though she savored the torment wrecking her own nerves, Luna was less willing to harm her mistress, and the thrusting became less intense until it nudged at her shaft.
The sensation of the metal poking through her partner sent Cadance over again into a new orgasm, especially when the tip pushed into her cock hole for a moment. The spear was coated with the second blast of seed, lubricating the bloody passage. The pressure of the orgasm blew right through her impaled pet, oozing out of her ass with the blood of her internal injuries.
Cadance didn’t want to make Luna lose though; she wanted her pet to offer her worthless life freely. She pulled her shaft back, moving her hands to straighten out Luna’s neck, holding her steady. It would be simple to push the bloody tip the rest of the way out through her muzzle, but instead, Luna pretended to shove wimpiily a few times before looking up at Cadance.
“I-I can’t Mistress!” Luna said, blood and cum drooling from her muzzle as her excited breath washed over Cadance’s still-hard shaft.
Cadance had a small moment of hesitation. Should she without informing Celestia or warning the population that their second-ranking ruler was being executed for the crime of being super-hot?
“Mistress!” Luna pleaded. “You must! My sister would be disappointed if you lied and didn’t fulfill the agreement.” She winked as she gagged around the spear, poking up in the back of her throat but still refusing to push it all the way. “You have to give a good example to your slutty step-sister and all her ‘friends’.”
“I do, don’t I?” Cadance chuckled. “Very well, my small-titted whore, time for you to finally do something worthwhile.”
Celestia couldn’t believe this story. She no longer expected the lie detection magic to go off and was just enjoying the idea. To think her sister had been so aroused as to throw away her precious life on an impulse. Could anything have been sexier?
She lifted Luna’s leg, intertwining to rub her pussy against Luna’s. The spear end still poked from Luna’s ass, shifting much less as her insides cooled and blood coagulated around it. Celestia pressed herself down onto it, taking the spear into her ass like a dildo as they scissored.
Lapping at Luna’s foot, she rolled her hips enthusiastically, enough that Cadance raised her voice to be heard over the wet sounds of necro-incest. Celestia suckled each of the toes in turn, which had become cold. Soon her whole body would be devoid of warmth, but it was only making her more fuckable.
Celestia licked Luna’s cum from her own fingers, then picked up her head, blood oozing down her wrist as she held the back and made out with the limp muzzle. She ran her tongue around inside, pushing Luna’s tongue around in the pool of Cadance’s sperm.
She stared into her sister’s eyes, taking in the gratified expression frozen there forever. The visage was a work of art, and would definitely be preserved for future enjoyment.
“I guess you lost,” Cadance grinned at Luna’s blissful expression, smacking it playfully with her wet shaft. “I’m going to enjoy fucking your slut body as you die, Moonpie, and many times after. You’ll get no funeral unless you count getting corpsebanged at the party later. Fleshlights like you don’t get those.”
“Yes!” Luna came herself again from the final confirmation. “That is the fate my worthless corpse deserves, the fate I want! Preserve my body and keep it, a beautiful open relationship where every cock that wants can sink into my chilly lifeless flesh!”
“That’s right,” Cadance purred as she stood, grasping an axe from the weapons on the wall. “Your last act of devotion to me as a warm body will be a reverse blowjob, looking down at your headless body as you fade into oblivion. I’ll take you as my date to the Royale; no one will pass up a go. Your cadaver will be drenched inside by hundreds of ponies by tomorrow, it’s a good thing you’ll have more than three holes to fuck when I’m done.”
“Fuck yes!” Luna screamed, her whole body shaking. “Off with my head, Mistress! I was so afraid you wouldn’t go through with it, but I’m really going to die!”
Luna’s tongue hung from her muzzle as she shifted her position awkwardly, bleeding out her ass as the spear held her body rigid. Gagging up another load of blood, she leaned back so that her head lay on the seat of the throne where Cadance had been sitting.
“This is a dull axe,” Cadance smiled, moving a foot to slide it against Luna’s slit, causing her hips to roll against it.
“Take as many hacks as you want,” moaned Luna. “Enjoy as I suffer through the most delicious torment.”
“My little masochist, you know your place is to suffer,” Cadance licked her lips as her horn lit up. She fortified Luna’s body and brain, making sure that it could suffer a long period of blood deprivation before allowing death. Luna shivered happily, knowing she would now suffer torment that few living things enjoyed.
Cadance knelt in front of Luna, lifting her bottom off the floor with both hands. The spear end behind nestled against Cadance’s balls as she pushed her rod into Luna’s soggy pussy. The feeling of her pussy clenching on decapitation wasn’t something Cadance could pass up on. Cadance punctured her shaft through her cervix and into her womb on the first thrust. The sloppy royal twat clenched hard, twisting and milking at her eagerly.
Holding Luna’s lower body up with only her cock, Cadance took the axe in her hands. Luna moaned when it came down, cut off as the blade sliced into her neck. A stream of red poured down over her body, drenching her fur in a river between her small mounds and to her thighs. Cadance shivered at the added warmth around her thighs as she watched Luna face twist in a strange mix of agony and ultimate pleasure.
Striking again, the axe went all the way to her spine, leaving her head hanging on by the bone as her body thrashed delightfully. Cadance had never felt such a flurry of convulsions around her shaft, increasing her heavy motions and feeling herself racing towards another orgasm despite the several she’d already had today.
Flesh and blood flew as Cadance hacked again and again, working away at the spinal column, her magic keeping Luna aware for the time being, though well beyond saving. But of course, as her body writhed in pleasure and torment beneath Cadance, saving her would have been the cruelest thing. Whoever thought wanton murder could be such a bonding experience for two lovers? A permanent bond, because Luna was her’s permanently after this.
As the head finally separated, the body seizures with bliss, Luna’s pussy exploding harder than Cadance had ever felt. Her bladder released, spaying her death piss over Cadance’s belly, mixing with the cocktail of fluids pouring out onto the floor. The delight sent Cadance over easily as well, and she was sure she’d never came so hard. Luna’s belly swelled up as she blasted her seed inside, looking outright pregnant, barely able to overflow around the tight penetration with Cadance’s thick shaft.
Cadance again watched the insides with her magic, seeing the womb flood as Luna’s ovaries were drenched in sperm they’d never get to use. After a minute of ramming her sperm into the headless body, the cum sack popped with a muffled splurt as the alicorn spunk drenched the rest of her organs, some trickling out her asshole.
Luna wouldn’t be aware for long, so Cadance hurried. She yanked her shaft free, letting the body crumple at the base of the throne as blood poured out. She picked up Luna’s head as she dropped the axe, sitting herself in the bloody cushion and facing Luna to see her still-twitching body as blood swirled with cum poured out of it.
The guards were more than enjoying the show now. One stallion was even lapping up fluids at the bottom of the marble throne stairs as another guard had him from behind.
Eyes wide with rapture, Luna formed a silent moan on her lips as she felt Cadance’s tip coming from behind, stretching the messily detached flesh as the shaft pushed into Luna’s throat. Luna managed to wind her tongue around the shaft as it emerged. There wasn’t a trace of regret on her face, if anything she seemed more certain knowing that she’d be dead in seconds, feeling the throb of her Mistress enjoying her was all she needed.
Such a lethally lewd act had Cadance ready to blast off again. She never imagined she’d get to commit murder during sex, and savored every second. She held Luna’s muzzle shut with one hand, forcing her tip out the front and only shivering more as Luna’s teeth dragged against the tip.
“You’ll be my fuck toy forever, Luna!” Cadance assured her. “For longer than you’ve been alive. Flurry and every generation after will publicly make sweet love to your cadaver as a coming of age ceremony, a new family tradition!”
Luna’s face twitched more violently as her body shivered to a stop, her eyes focused on her own corpse beneath her. Her face twisted into supreme glee as she felt the pulse of cum shooting through Cadance’s shaft, deflecting off the roof of her muzzle and splattering down onto the headless body. Cadance gripped the head harder, leaning back so the next blast sprayed into the air, raining down on Luna’s face. Thick seed puddled against her open eyes as they rolled back. As life drained from her, her final expression froze on her face, an expression that could only be summed up as ‘WORTH IT!’.
“What… the… FUCK!” Celestia’s voice rang across the throne room as she entered.
Celestia outside of the story now knew what the fuck. She’d put Luna’s head on the floor, riding her sister’s horn deep into her pussy, not caring when the long bone stabbed through the back of her womb and left a trickle of blood oozing out of her snatch. In her excitement, she hadn’t taken off her clothes, the horn rammed through her panties and into the regal snatch.
She’d leaned forward, holding Luna’s legs and lapped at her cunt, tasting the combination of blood, cum, and piss that still lingered. Her pussy had grown cold and still, but somehow that was more arousing than if it’d been twitching with life. To think that her sister’s pussy had churned with pleasure for the entire experience. It turned out that when Cadance said Luna was asking for it, she wasn’t exaggerating!
Just as Cadance was telling how Luna faded into death, Celestia creamed hard all over Luna’s severed head, body shaking violently. She then stood, letting Luna’s body drop, but her pussy was clenched so firmly that Luna’s head lifted before finally slipping out with a lewd slurp and thumping onto the floor, Celestia’s torn panties still attached to the horn.
“I rule that snuff is now legal,” Celestia proclaimed without hesitation. “And thus there was no crime! Instead, I will be executed for daring to question my sister’s divine final pleasures!”
“Pardon?” Cadance paused her stroking, not expecting Celestia to go that far, blinking as Celestia floated her own crown over to place it on Cadance’s head.
“I want to experience what she did,” said Celestia, loosening her royal gown, already splattered with Luna's blood. “Giving up my long immortality on a whim to have one last powerful orgasm as I die!” Why should she cling to a boring life when she could go out like this right after her sister!
“Oh?” Cadance smiled. “I thought you might… looks like it’s time for an unplanned but very sexy coup.”
Hearing it described like that, Celestia realized that this was what she always wanted. She’d intentionally let several villains best her out of an unconscious desire to be snuffed out, but none of them had been up to the task. Maybe it was time to bring that desire to the surface. Allowing the upstart princess that murdered her sister to execute her too would be an incredible way to go out!
Cadance purred as she strutted over, grasping Celestia’s gown by the collar and ripping the wet and disheveled garment from her body, leaving the panties stuck to Luna’s horn. She removed most of Celestia’s jewelry, even grasping her earrings and ripping them from her ear. Celestia moaned at the sudden violence and blood trickling down from her ears, but it was only a fraction of what her sister felt.
The only thing Cadance left on her body was Celestia’s royal necklace. It wasn’t that anymore though, as Cadance removed the leash from Luna’s collar and connected it to the necklace instead. Celestia’s nude body was already shivering in anticipation.
“Yes, end my reign like a slut deserves!” Celestia encouraged. “This sure beats retiring to some boring resort, I’m sorry I even thought about executing you instead.”
“Oh don’t be,” Cadance smirked. “In fact, as hot as you look I’m sure I’ll make sure my reign ends in the same fashion once Flurry Heart is old enough. Maybe this should be a new tradition.”
Cadance jerked Celestia’s arms tightly behind her back, tying the leash around them to bind her, then looping it around her belly to pull it tight. Celestia’s chest heaved with excitement, her voluptuous breasts bouncing with each movement of her body.
“I want the recording from the security cameras released to the public!” Celestia panted as she was bound. “Every citizen of Equestria should get to rub one out to the painful deaths of their beloved princesses!”
“Calm down, slut,” Cadance playfully smacked Celestia’s horn. “You’re not ruler anymore so you won’t be giving any orders… I’ll order it though. I’ll have it played on repeat at the Royale while guests gangfuck the frigid corpses of the royal sisters.”
Cadance grasped Celestia’s head and pushed downward, Celestia getting the idea and sinking to her knees, moaning at Cadance’s wonderful first acts as ruler. The mare-shaft flopped against her face as she knelt before the new Princess of Equestria. Though she opened wide for it, Cadance forced her jaws wider and yanked her down onto the shaft roughly. Though her throat was no stranger to the stretch of pulsating meat, knowing where this was going made it even better, and Celestia gagged heavily on it in excitement.
“I do want to hang you as you were going to me,” Cadance pondered. “But such a painless method… you should get to experience agony as your sister did. Let’s see…”
Cadance used her magic to grasp another blade from the wall, one with a serrated edge though still not particularly sharp. Grinning wickedly, she brought the blade to the base of Celestia’s horn. Celestia groaned as she realized what Cadance planned, feeling her loins boil with anticipation.
Though not as bloody as getting rammed through with a spear and beheaded, a unicorn having their horn removed was easily the most agonizing thing they could experience, even worse than a stallion having his balls crushed. To think that she would get to experience such an ultimate torment before her well-deserved demise… she was so lucky to have a sadistic freak like Cadance to depose her!
The blade glowed, but Cadance’s magic only strengthened it enough to make it possible. It was still slow work as she began to saw it back and forth. As she did so, she began moving her hips, sack bouncing against Celestia’s chin as their bodies moved together in time with the sword. At first it was a low stinging pain, not yet worked into the nerves at the core that went directly into her brain, but she eagerly leaned her head against it, wanting to feel that as soon as possible.
Celestia’s throat encouraged Cadance too, working her up and down, twisting her tongue around the shaft then slurping at the balls on each thrust. She savored the blood of her sister still slathered on the meat, gulping over it and glad she got to taste both her sister’s spent life and the instrument of her demise. This was the same cock that had felt Luna’s deathgasm and would soon feel Celestia’s as well.
When the blade got deep, the stinging turned into an ocean of torture, as if every nerve in her body lit up at once, pumping an impossible amount of pain through her. Celestia shuddered, her eyes rolling back and immediately creaming herself from the sudden intensity. Cadance grasped her head more firmly as her movements became erratic and her femmecum splattered over Cadance’s lower legs.
“Fuck that’s good,” squeaked Cadance as Celestia’s throat had a seizure around her, her body shivering as well as she bore the blade deeper.
She still took her time though, determined that the one that ruled Equestria so long should have her torment dragged out. Celestia wasn’t sure how long she took, but by the time it had sawed through the core, the sun princess could barely think, cumming herself hard again, though wasn’t rightly sure if she’d ever stopped to begin with.
Her eyes slowly focused again as Cadance dropped the sword and snapped off the horn completely, but the surging pain didn’t stop as if she were still hacking away at it. Celestia tried pointlessly to hold herself steady as her successor creamed down her throat, ropes of magical seed washing into her gut. Cadance cried out loud enough to send shudders through Celestia’s body as even her thick belly swelled at the influx of seed.
Cadance yanked her shaft away, and Celestia whimpered at first, but then saw her own horn offered before her. Celestia slathered it in her saliva and Cadance’s spunk, lubricating it eagerly from end to end.
“Good,” Celestia groaned. “A whore like you doesn’t need magic. All you need is for me to get off as you suffer.”
“Y-yes,” Celestia stammered, gagging before she could say more.
Cadance pulled the horn away as well, and Celestia raised her tail as it floated around to her behind, squeezing her pussy against it as Cadance pushed it in pointy-end first. Celestia’s wings fluttered excitedly as Cadance grasped her by the pained horn stump and dragged her towards her own former throne.
Lost in waves of passion, Celestia let Cadance do as she wanted. Celestia was bent over one arm of her throne, copious ass perked into the air. She slammed her front forward, the alicorn bouncing slightly as her breasts smacked the throne’s seat and her chin slammed into the opposite armrest.
Celestia’s tail hiked up further when she felt the throbbing flesh against it, her pucker stretching over Cadance’s flesh as she was penetrated up the tailhole. Cadance moved the blade that had sliced off her horn to the base of her right wing, deciding that she didn’t need those either, and she couldn’t have been more correct.
“Yes take them off,” Celestia panted. “This is what I desire and deserve, to be hanged as a dirty mud pony!”
“Indeed,” panted Cadance. “A fitting end for a worthless ex-ruler that overstayed her welcome. Once everyone sees how I snuffed you, I bet I’ll have ponies lining up to be next, I’ll have a literal pile of corpses to play with before long, but yours and your sister’s pathetic cadavers will always be my favorite, the most deserving bitches in the pile.”
Since the blade was already enchanted enough to grind through unicorn horn, it sliced into the wing easily, cutting to the bone on the first stroke as red poured down Celestia’s matted white fur. The pain was more intense than Celsetia expected, as if the horn removal was magnifying everything else, both pleasure and torture.
As she held the blade in her magic and sawed through the bone, Cadance dug her fingernails into Celestia’s fat cutie marks. She pounded her harder than she ever had before, the passion of erotic murder driving her to new heights of pleasure. Fucking trash like Celestia with no regard for her well-being must have been truly liberating.
The first wing cracked off, convulsing as it landed on the floor at the base of her throne, and Cadance moved to the other to saw through it as well. Celestia rammed her hips back in time with Cadance, increasing the first of the butt-fucking as the room filled with both the slap of their bodies and the moist grinding on the second wing.
As Cadance came once again into Celestia’s clenched asshole, Celestia panted and looked around the room. None of the guards or court attendees were clothed anymore, an orgy around them as they all got off to the sudden coronation of a new princess. Celestia grinned widely, knowing this was just the beginning, that countless subjects would get off to her death.
“On your feet, whore,” Cadance said as she yanked herself out once again. “I’m going to walk you around the room so that everyone can see how defeated their incompetent ex-ruler is before it’s time for your hanging.”
‘Yes, my Princess,” moaned Celestia as she struggled to stand.
As she stood, Cadance’s magic grasped the horn in Celestia’s pussy, thrusting it in and out of her with long deep strokes, stabbing the tip through her cervix in the process. Though she blushed all over with instinctive shame, Celestia staggered in a circle around the room, walking between the writhing orgy of sweaty bodies and allowing each of them to get a good look at her.
Blood poured down her back, over her fat ass checks and all the way to the floor. Her head was still throbbing in intense pain, but it only drove her forward. Though she’d love it to last forever, the idea of her corpse lingering to be used by generations to come was so much hotter; how could she say no to such a delicious fate?
Cum leaked from her ass over the horn. As Celestia made her way towards the chair with a stupid grin on her face, Cadance pulled the horn from her pussy and pushed it into her slimy asshole, plugging in the rest of Cadance’s seed, continuing to thrust it as Celestia moved. As Celestia struggled to climb onto the chair with her exhaustion, Cadance moved to assist.
“I don’t think this is high enough to snap your neck,” Cadance mused. “You’ll suffocate slowly… it’s really hot that you planned to execute someone in that way.”
“I’m glad I did, because now I get to suffer longer!” Celestia moaned as she was hefted up onto the chair and felt the noose fitted snugly around her neck. This was it! She was going to waste her long life and immortality on a lustful whim, just like her sister!
Cadance stood in front of her, fondling Celestia’s breasts, suckling on one and lapping the bodily fluids that had splattered all over it. It was all Celestia could do to resist kicking out her own chair, but that wouldn’t do. No, she wanted Cadance to be fully responsible for her murder, a memory the new princess could cherish until her own daughter snuffed her out in turn. Equestrian culture was definitely going to get a lot more interesting after today.
“You’ll always be with me,” Cadance promised as she slurped down Celestia’s body, grasping her ass and sliding her tongue against her trembling vulva. “You and your sister, the first preserved corpses in my personal pile of fuck-cadavers, but always on the top. Any final words, my worthless bitch?”
“I don’t deserve final words,” Celestia panted.
“Good,” Cadance purred as she used her magic to drag Luna’s limp headless body towards them, leaving a streak of coagulating blood behind. “Then you die knowing how pathetic you always were, you’ll be more famous and beloved as a fuck toy than you ever were as a princess. The only thing citizens will learn of your rule is that you died too long after you deserved.”
As Celestia shivered happily at the verbal abuse, Cadance kicked out the chair, and Celestia felt her body drop, the rope clenching around her neck to cut off her air. As she pushed through the final stretch of her millennia-long life, she began cumming again, juice surging over Cadance’s face as the princess began to eagerly eat her out.
As she snacked on the dying pussy, Cadance moved one hand behind Celestia to grasp her ass and manually shift the horn in and out of her well-used anal cavity. The other hand tugged Luna’s equally-worthless corpse to her groin, pushing her shaft into the neck end and working into a solid thrusting motion, giving Celestia a preview of the necrophilic eternity that awaited her own body. Cadance didn’t even bother to pull the spear out, wanting to feel the cool metal that set everything off against her as she forced her way into Luna’s neck, not even caring if it jabbed her belly with each buck of her hips..
“That’s it, cum for me, my lovely new corpse toy,” slobbered Cadance wetly. “I want to taste your deathgasm.”
Cadance floated Luna’s severed head up to Celestia’s face, and they pressed together in a final kiss. Celestia’s face now matched the bliss on Luna’s making out hotly and pushing her sister’s tongue around her muzzle, feeling the chill of death on the limp muscle and anticipating her own body being the same.
Though the pain of having her wind cut off wasn’t as intense as the still throbbing of her horn, the fact that it was leading her down a one-way path to oblivion made it even more pleasurable. Her lungs burned as her chest heaved for oxygen, her body dancing about as her nerves spasmed.
Though her mind accepted her demise with lust, her body had other ideas, and instinctively tried to charge up her non-existent horn to pull herself up. The attempt lit her body up with a new wave of agony, causing her to twitch about all the more beautifully.
Cadance slurped deeper, outright pushing her muzzle into Celestia’s convulsing twat, moving her head to facefuck her. Her torso rocked back and forth as her cock shoved repeatedly into Luna’s neck as well, the slap of raw dead flesh even more arousing to Celestia’s ears than the warm moist smack within her own nethers.
Cadance’s hand behind her pushed into her asshole to finger her, shoving the horn deeper in the process until it shoved through the fragile lining of Celestia’s intestines and up into her gut. Celestia imagined how it’d be shoved even deeper as her corpse was repeatedly used at the royal celebration the next day.
Celestia’s lungs were aflame with deprivation now as her vision swam, but she clung onto consciousness for as long as she could. As she became too weak to even move her tongue, Cadance’s magic grasped it and still continued to play it against Luna’s.
Celestia looked downward, able to see most of the action from the corner of her eye, both Cadance muzzle fucking her pet’s cunt and ramming the corpse’s neck. Luna lay on her back, even her smallish breasts bouncing with the impacts.
Her vision blurring more and her mind fading, Celestia knew this was it. As she felt herself die, all the agony drowned into the swirling pleasure within her. The last thing she saw clearly as she looked down was a stream of yellow as she lost bladder control, which didn’t stop Cadance’s feverish lapping of her innermost reaches. Instead, Cadance leaned her head back slightly, gargling the combination of Celestia’s urine and cum as she continued to thrust her sloshing muzzle.
Even after her vision faded completely, Celestia felt Cadance’s moan rattle through her when she came into Luna’s neck cavity. She’d had so many orgasms today, yet each one seemed more intense as the sadistic acts became more lewd. She heard Luna’s neckhole squish as it overflowed with sticky goodness faster than it could jet down into her dead belly.
Celestia responded in kind, and just as she’d hoped, it was easily the most intense orgasm of her life. Even though she’d already been creaming herself constantly, it piled atop even that, pussy clenching so tightly that Cadance gagged for a moment unable to pull her muzzle from the hole as it was flooded with slick goo. Unable to open her mouth for a moment, Cadance snorted the piss and cum into her mouth via her nose to continue to eagerly guzzle it, shivering violently at the feel of Celestia’s deathgasm all over her face.
Finally, Celestia’s convulsions dimmed though her body continued to shiver for several more minutes as she blacked out and slowly slipped into brain death. Cadance gasped for air when she finally pulled her head back out of the relaxed pussy, opening her muzzle again to let the remaining juice flow free over her face, showering as it rolled down her body and splattered onto Luna beneath them.
“Amazing,” panted Cadance. “I thought you might actually kill me for a moment there, but you wouldn’t deprive me of the future pleasure of my daughter killing me, now would you, my very dead Sunpie.”
Cadance stood, having never been more satisfied in her life than as she looked up at Celestia and Luna’s heads, a near-identical expression of pleasure frozen forever on both as she cast a preservation spell on them. She’d need to hire somepony full time to upkeep their corpses to make sure they stayed in good condition and keep all their very fuckable holes well lubricated, but it’d be worth it.
She dropped Luna’s head on the floor with a thump, then sliced the rope that held Celestia to allow her freshly-minted corpse to tumble to the floor atop her sister amid a puddle of her own cum and piss.
“Now I don’t want to be known as a tyrant,” Cadance smirked. “So everypony else here, go ahead and indulge in their bodies as well. Afterward I’ll give them a nice cleaning so they’ll be nice and fresh for the Royale tomorrow, though afterward I’m sure they’ll be even more messy. After all, there will probably be over a thousand ponies at that celebration and every one of them will want at least one go… maybe I’ll have a lottery too so that some lucky winner can get snuffed by me on stage.”
She watched as the others in the room converged on the corpses like a swarm of horny wild dogs, and soon every part of them was in use. Every hole filled, mares enjoying their fingers and toes, one fucking Luna’s horn as Celestia had, the wet panties still clinging to the bone.
This would be an amazing rule. Now that Cadance had a taste for it, she wanted nothing more than to be an erotic serial killer. She’d have ponies begging to take part in her weekly snuff sessions, or daily if she got enough willing subjects. No doubt her husband would love the regular feel of a dying pony’s pussy or ass on his cock too, and Twilight would definitely get into it as well. She’d probably end up even writing a book on necrophilia, though Cadance hoped Twilight would later join her to be snuffed by Flurry when it was time to pass rule.
As word spread and more ponies made their way in, Cadance wondered if there would even be a break before the royale tomorrow. The two corpses might ride out the entire time being drenched in cum, which was perfectly fine as well. It wasn’t like they needed rest.
Yep. Life was good.
