Royal Service

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Tea time with Flurry was always a treat. The blends she served never failed to rouse and stimulate her guests. That night, though, Pound felt it stretched for longer than usual.

Once he finally parted ways with his sister and their host, Spinel came back to guide him to his room. Seeing her, Pound immediately understood what had taken so long: the mare had been adorned, her mane and tail arranged and fitted with the finest jewelry. She had been really pretty earlier au naturel, but now she was absolutely stunning, a masterwork of living art. A little ornate clasp at the base of her tail kept it up, leaving her sex exposed.

Pound stayed at her side as she led him through the many corridors, corners and stairs of the Crystal Palace. "You're… really beautiful, Spinel."

She smiled. "Thank you, Pound! I love being like this." Apparently, she remembered that he didn't like being called 'sir' or anything of the sort. Strolling at a good pace, they soon arrived at their destination. Spinel held open the door, inviting Pound inside.

The young pegasus had slept there before, so he wasn't caught off guard by the magnificent guest bedroom. Though smaller than Flurry’s room, it was still much larger than the one he usually shared with Pumpkin on the upper floor of Sugarcube Corner. It had its own bathroom too, even including a large, comfortable spa. However, the bed, a large Princess-sized furniture surrounded by diaphane veils, held something that wasn’t usually there: the other mare, Rose Gold, just as ornate and beautiful as Spinel, was sleeping soundly on the plush blanket.

"So, um, what do we do now?" Pound asked, somewhat uncomfortable about the whole situation.

"Whatever you want," Spinel answered as she locked the door behind her. "As my Mistress said, as long as you don't actually harm us, you are free to use us to your heart's desire. However, if you prefer, we can take it slow and I'll guide you through it."

Pound let out a sigh of relief. "Yeah, okay. That would be good."

"Very well. Please, you may get comfortable on the bed. Would you like to share wine and chocolate with me?"

Pound nodded, and approached the bed. Rose Gold was still sleeping peacefully over the sheets, her luscious body offered freely. He wasn’t too sure what to do with her, so he mounted on the other side.

Spinel brought a sort of small, low coffee table, which she expertly placed on the bed. Platters of fine chocolates and artisan cheeses soon followed, a bottle of red wine in an ice bucket and two glasses completing the set. Gracefully, Spinel mounted upon the bedsheets, uncorked the wine and poured two generous cups.

They toasted. With a smile, Spinel took a sip, moaning quietly as she swallowed. Pound smelled the crimson liquid, and imitated her. He wasn’t really a 'wine guy', or even too fond of alcohol in general, but Crystal Palace's wines were not to be missed. The delicious, complex aromas of the wine teased his tongue, the alcohol leaving a pleasurable burning in his throat as he gulped it down.

For a while, neither talked very much, simply exchanging some words about their meal. Pound had not eaten much on the train, and Flurry's biscuits were not exactly the most filling snacks, so he was kinda hungry.

Eventually the intimate lunch slowed down, and Spinel removed the table and platters from the bed. She snuggled close to Pound, and he naturally embraced her soft, warm body.

"So, uh, Spinel?"

"Yes?"

"Flurry said you're her sister, isn’t it?"

"Eh, sort of. My mother was part of the palace staff, and Prince Shining Armor mated with her. I'm not a princess, though, so it's not official."

Pound caressed her silky mane. "Does that bother you? Uh, if that's not too private to ask..."

Spinel giggled. "Like my Mistress said, you have full access to our intimacy; that's valid for both our bodies and our minds. I'll answer any questions you ask. As for the one you just did... No, it doesn't really bother me. I love my Masters, especially Princess Flurry Heart. I'm happy to serve her, to please her. It's just kind of nice to have some of her blood in my veins."

"You look more like Shining Armor than her," Pound commented.

"Hehe, yeah. I know. Anyway, it's pretty common for us mares to have foals from our Masters, and Princess Cadance sometimes carries foals from her stallions. Actually, take a look at Rose Gold…" Spinel shifted position, climbing over the sleeping mare so she would be in-between her and Pound. With her hoof, she pulled away Rose's hindleg to expose her barrel, revealing two bulging udders. "Here, feel her teats. She foaled a few weeks ago, a little colt from Prince Shining Armor. My baby brother, you could say. Alicorns are immortals, so one day, perhaps, once he's grown into a stallion, he'll give pleasure to my Mistress as well".

Pound's hoof sank into the warm, pillowy softness of Rose Gold's udders, and he felt the creamy texture of the milk they contained. "And… you're okay belonging to her like that?"

Spinel snorted, barely containing her laughter. "I'm not a slave, Pound. I have a good salary as an employee of the palace, plus benefits. I could leave anytime I want, same as everypony else, but I won't. I love my Mistress so much… I love to serve her, I love to clean her room, I love to warm her bed, and I love when she uses me for her pleasure. If she wants me to breed, I'll happily raise a foal for her." She pulled close to Pound, sandwiching Rose Gold between them, and planted a kiss on his cheek. "Here... You're her friend, she let you borrow us. Please enjoy our charms."

She looked down at the sleeping maid. Pound took the hint, and caressed Rose Gold's soft pink coat. The mare didn't react; the sleeping potion had done its job. Pound explored her belly, her chest, her neck, her thighs, her teats.

"Do you feel her?" Spinel whispered. "She's so soft under your hooves. She's beautiful to watch. You can use all your senses… Lick her, get a taste. Suckle her teats, and you'll savor her milk."

Pound ran his tongue across Rose Gold's chest, her slight aroma sticking to it. He kissed her belly, her fur feeling so nice on his lips. He moved down to her udders, observing the two mounds. He looked back to Spinel. "Do you want to share?"

Spinel grinned and nodded. Together, they rolled Rose Gold on her back, their muzzles touching as they each wrapped their lips around a teat. He gazed into her eyes, seeing a warm gleam in them before they closed. Spinel sucked, and gulped down her first mouthful of milk. Pound imitated her, his body remembering the instinctive motion of suckling, and warm, creamy mare milk gushed in his mouth. He swished it around his tongue, tasting the rich, luscious cream. It ran through his throat as he swallowed, Rose Gold's precious gift settling nicely in his stomach. Pound sucked on the teat again, and was immediately rewarded with another load of milk.

For several minutes, they drank from the sleeping mare, slowly emptying her udders of their creamy content. When he finally couldn't get any more, Pound kissed the teat and raised his head. Spinel did the same, her last dose of milk making a bulge in her throat as she swallowed. On Rose Gold's crotch, her erect teats were now the only signs that she was a nursing mother, her udders being flat and empty.

"T-That was really good," Pound said.

"Yeah… Ah… It's been a while since I drank from a mare." Spinel laid her head down in Rose Gold's smooth tail, and Pound joined her.

Rose Gold's vulva and tailhole was mere inches from their faces. With her hoof, Spinel stroked the other mare's pussy. "See? That's the parts that make Rose Gold a mare… Go on, smell her."

Pound approached the pink labia, sniffing her scent. It smelled pretty strong, a deep, musky aroma. It was intoxicating. His snout accidentally poked the puffy slit, leaving a slick trail on his muzzle. "She's wet…"

"Mm-hm. The sleeping potion is made to stimulate our genitals, so we mares stay nice and comfortable for the stallions enjoying us. It also keeps penises erect, when taken by a male." Spinel parted Rose Gold's vulva, revealing her glistening orifice. "That's her vagina. It goes to her womb. Kinda hard to believe she pushed a foal through there just a few weeks ago..."

"Yeah… it's so pretty…" Closing his eyes, Pound kissed Rose Gold's pussy, even darting his tongue between the folds, tasting her tangy sex.

"And, you know… I'm a mare too." Spinel guided Pound's hoof to her vulva.

Pound felt her slick pussy. "Yeah, heh… I noticed."

His penis was growing, pressing into her belly. Spinel caressed it. "And I noticed you have something I don’t. Is that meant to go inside me?" Pound moaned as the mare fondled his cock. He stared into her deep red eyes, and shyly nodded. "Here, Pound, lie down on my back."

Carefully, Pound mounted Spinel, burying his muzzle in her silky red mane and smelling her hairs. His penis pressed on her rump, while his balls caressed her dock just under the clasp.

Spinel nuzzled his face. "Hmm… You're hard. I feel your cock on my rump."

"Um, I guess I am."

"Do you want to do something about it? My vulva is just a little lower, under my tail. You can enter me, if you want."

Pound stroked her mane. Spinel was so… alive. He could feel her heartbeat beneath her fur, the calm rhythm of her respiration, the warmth of her body. "Yeah, I'd like that." He lifted his rear, and Spinel squirmed to make herself easier to enter. Prodding beneath her tail, he first felt the rim of her tailhole, then something wet.

The maid inhaled sharply. "Ah… There… that’s my pussy. If you push just a little, your tip will slip inside me." Pound's swollen glans delicately parted her lips, then sunk into her snatch. Slowly, tenderly, Pound pushed into Spinel, his cock disappearing inch after inch into her sex until, finally, his scrotum nudged her clit and he rested fully within her. She looked back at him. "Mmmh! Yes, you're all the way inside me. Do… Do you like my pussy?"

Pound breathed heavily in Spinel's mane, feeling the unbelievable smoothness of her vagina. That was it: his first time inside a mare. It was more than he'd ever imagined; the clenching of her body around his cock was wonderful, of course, but so was the twitches he felt under her skin, the slight tremors in her breath, the alluring knowledge that this lovely, beautiful mare accepted his presence in her most private depths. "Y-Yeah… you're, mmmh… you're so soft inside. So warm…"

"Ah! That's… That's because I'm… I'm happy to mate with you." Spinel moaned as Pound slowly pushed even deeper into her marehood. "Do you feel that constriction? At your tip? T-That's my cervix… If you cum, your seed will flow through it, and it'll get in my womb."

Pound nibbled her ear, and whispered into it, "Are you… safe?"

"No, I'm not… My Mistress did not request me to take contraceptives, and I'm on my cycle too. If you finish inside… I'll probably have your foal. You can do it, if you want to… My body belongs to you tonight, and if getting me heavy with your child pleases you, then there's nothing I can do about it."

Pound stopped. "Erm, and what do you want?"

Spinel looked back at the young stallion mounting her, a grateful smile on her lips. "That's kind of you to ask. I guess part of me would prefer if you wouldn't change my whole life just for the fun of cumming in my vag tonight. But, you know… another part just thinks it would be really, really hot if you did, and I know my Mistress will want to breed me soon anyway, so…" She offered Pound a sly grin. "Enjoy me however you want."

He slowly started to thrust in Spinel's vagina. "I, uh… I'll think about it."

That prompted a cute little snort from the maid. "Heh… no, you won't. You'll be too busy fucking me. Go ahead, have fun!"

Pound thrusted a little harder, making Spinel gasp. He slammed into her, his balls nudging her swollen clit. "Unf, yes!" she cooed. "Just like that!"

"D-Does it feel good for you too?" Pound asked, his penis going in and out of her puffy vulva.

"Aah! Yes!" she all but squeaked. "You have a really nice cock, Pound. Mmh! It feels so good in me." The regular impacts against her rump drove Spinel in Rose Gold's silky tail, the sleeping mare's pussy wetting her mane.

Pound pushed down on Spinel, stretching his neck to kiss her cheek. She turned her head, meeting his lips with her own, and they made out tenderly as they mated. It wasn't the most comfortable position, however, so, as Pound pulled out, Spinel pushed forward, getting him out of her. Pound's cock suddenly felt very cold and very lonely without the warmth of a mare's vagina around it. Fortunately, it didn't last for very long; Spinel rolled on her back and repositioned herself to use Rose Gold's tummy as her pillow. "Here, it should be much easier like this. Now, get back inside me, please."

Pound was more than happy to oblige. Holding himself with his forelegs, it gave him a wonderful view of Spinel's vulva. Staring at her exposed sex, Pound prodded her entrance with his tip. He teased her a little, feeling her plush labia, but she was too tempting to do that for long. Soon enough, he pushed back into her snatch, his erection easily slipping in her well-lubed passage. Spinel panted, her breathing shaky as she took her Mistress' guest into her once more. She wrapped her hooves around his neck, and he returned her embrace, pulling each other close as Pound's bulging ballsack met her tailhole.

Spinel was so close! Her eyes, red like two gleaming ruby, filled Pound's vision, their muzzle and foreheads touching. Their lips met as he started to move inside her, and they shared a delicious, intimate kiss. He prodded her lips with his tongue, and Spinel obediently opened her mouth, letting him explore her muzzle. Pound savored the exquisite aroma of her body, her tongue tasting of wine and chocolate.

Pound wanted more. He pulled back from the kiss and braced himself. His next thrust produced a loud slap as he rammed his cock into her, Spinel letting out a cute gasp as his flare poked her cervix. He wanted to hear her again, so he kept fucking her, harder and faster than before.

"Unf, aah! P-Pound? You… You look like, mmh… like you really wanna cum…" Spinel tenderly caressed his cheek. "Are… Are you… gonna finish i-inside?"

That glint in her eyes, the way she bit her lip, the overwhelming scent of her arousal… it was too much for Pound. He had to do it. He could never have pulled out of her. He couldn't even tell her that; he was too far gone to do anything but stare at the beautiful face of the young maid he would soon impregnate. It must have been obvious, though, because a dreamy smile appeared on Spinel's lips, and she said, "Go on, then. Give me everything you have. M-Make me a mother, Pound! Ahh!"

With that invitation, Pound pushed as deep as he could in her pussy, his swollen tip slipping inside her uterus, her cervix closing around the base of his glans. Spinel's legs wrapped around his neck and rump, keeping him as close as possible, her tail intertwining with his. He returned the embrace with all his strength, burying his face in her shiny mane. For a brief moment, there was nothing but Spinel… her warmth, her breath, her marehood… His flare bulged deep inside her, sealing him in.

A twitch ran through Pound's cock, and he ejaculated. Spinel gasped and shuddered as Pound's first load inside a mare coated her fertile womb, the gooey warmth of his seed spreading in her belly. She caressed his mane and nuzzled his ear as another twitch delivered a second load of creamy semen in her uterus. She stayed still, letting the young pegasus ejaculate inside her to his heart's content. He pressed his lips on her mouth, sharing a gentle, tender kiss with the gorgeous maid he was inseminating. Pulling back, Pound stared in Spinel's eyes as he delivered the last of his seed in her womb.

Pound relaxed, going limp on top of her. For a moment, neither of them said anything. The only sounds in the room were from their own ragged breath, and Rose Gold's regular, smooth respiration. Pound could feel Spinel's heartbeat all around his penis, the thunderous pulses slowly calming down as she caught her breath.

"So, that's how it feels like…" Spinel murmured dreamily. "Wow… Mom was right, this is amazing."

"Um?" Pound was just about ready to fall asleep.

"Oh… Pound… You really did it, uh? You came inside me… while I'm fertile. I think you just gave me a foal."

The enormity of what he just did snapped Pound awake. He pulled his now flaccid sex from her vulva, and lied down next to her, his head on Rose Gold's fluffy chest. "S-Spinel? Are you… alright?"

She caressed her flat belly. "I guess I am… It's a big deal, but… I was conceived the exact same way, you know… Mom always said I was the greatest gift she'd ever received. If I really have a baby, I will love him or her, and… I'm sure my pregnancy will please my Mistress, too."

"So, erm… What does it mean for us? Do I… um…" Pound wasn’t too sure how to formulate his question.

"Eh, I'm a servant, and I've done my duty to please you. The rest is my business. If I'm pregnant, I'll be a mother, and the royal family will take care of my needs. You won't have to take responsibility."

"I-I see…"

Spinel offered him a warm smile. "That doesn't mean you can't visit, of course. If you want to see our foal, you're more than welcome any time you wish. And… I'd be happy to please you again, if Princess Flurry is okay with it."

Pound planted a kiss on her belly; it seemed like the right thing to do. He had another question, though. "Uh, Spinel? You didn't finish, didn't you?"

"Hm? No, I guess I didn't. But that's not important; your pleasure is what matters. That's my job."

"Erm, before we sleep, I'd like you to cum, if that's okay with you."

Spinel looked sincerely surprised. "Oh! You want me to get myself off? Sure, I'd be happy to… I guess I could masturbate real quick." She moved to the other side, presenting her rump so Pound could watch, a trickle of cum oozing from her vulva. She flipped on her back, and crammed her hooves in her slit. Not bothering with any kind of foreplay, Spinel expertly exposed the pink nub of her clit and stroked it vigorously.

Pound was too spent to really do anything, his mind foggy with the afterglow of his climax. Even though his penis stayed in its sheath, the spectacle of this cute mare masturbating warmed his heart. He had often seen Pumpkin doing the same, since they shared a room and weren't shy about masturbating in the other's presence.

It didn’t take long for Spinel to climax. With a loud "Aaah!" she arched her back and squirted her fluids on the bedsheets. She kept her hooves on her clit, her hindlegs trembling as she rode through her orgasm until she finally relaxed. She returned to Pound, hugging him weakly and burying her muzzle in his coat. The young pegasus gently stroked her mane. "Happy?"

She purred. "Mmhmm… very. Sleep now?"

"Yeah… good night, Spinel." Using Rose Gold as a plush, living pillow, they fell asleep in each other’s hooves.

Meanwhile, in Spinel's right oviduct, a sperm carrying Pound's genes breached her ovum's membrane, their DNAs merging inside, forming the basis of their foal.

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The next morning, Pound woke up in an incredibly comfortable bed, sandwiched between two warm, furry pillows. Still a little groggy, he embraced the one in front of him, his morning erection pressing in the plush surface. It's only when the 'pillow' stirred that Pound actually opened his eyes, and took a look at what exactly he was hugging: a still sleeping blue crystal mare with a beautiful red mane: Spinel, Flurry's servant. Peeking behind him, Pound saw Rose Gold's slumbering body, the pink maid still knocked out by the sleeping potion.

The memories of what he had done the previous night flashed in his mind: the late lunch he shared with Spinel, the way she offered herself to him, their mating, and, of course, his ejaculation in her fertile body. He rubbed his sex in her slim belly, feeling the softness of her coat through his cock. She was a little disheveled, but it didn't detract from her cuteness at all.

With a tiny gasp, Spinel woke up. She stirred, but Pound held her tight and kissed her cheek. She relaxed immediately, and returned his embrace. "Good morning," Pound whispered in her ear.

It made her smile. "'Morning, Pound." With a yawn, Spinel gently disentangled herself from him and hopped off the bed. "You had a good night?"

"Mmhmm, yeah… Thanks to you… and Rose Gold's too." Pound carefully prodded the pink maid, but got no reaction. "Uh, she's still out cold."

"Eh, that potion can keep you asleep for over twenty-four hours. I'm going to get our breakfast from the kitchen, and I'll get her the antidote so she can eat with us." Spinel arranged her mane, making sure she was prim and proper before leaving the bedroom. "Did you want anything special?"

"Um, before you go, could we… you know, mate again?"

"If you want to, I guess we could. But why don't you do it with Rose while I'm out? She's going to be pretty disappointed if she wakes up without at least some of your seed in her body."

Pound observed the sleeping maid, once more noticing how attractive she was. "Okay, yeah, I'll… do that."

Spinel approached and kissed him. "Go on, have fun with her. I'll be back soon with breakfast." She left the room, leaving Pound alone with Rose Gold.

Pound caressed the pink mare, wondering what to do with her. She was so cute sleeping peacefully like that. He had to remind himself it was okay: she had taken her potion so he could play with her body. He could toy with her at his leisure, use her most intimate parts to sate his needs. He touched her vulva; she was still wet.

He was tempted to take her right then, but he was pretty hungry, so he prodded a little lower between her thighs. As he had hoped, her udders were bulging once more, having filled up during the night, so he moved down to her crotch and began to drink her milk. For several minutes, Pound stayed there, suckling Rose Gold's teats and filling his stomach with her rich cream. Meanwhile, he idly played with his cock and balls, gently masturbating as he fed from the young maid.

Finally, with his stomach full and her udders empty, Pound shifted back to her genitals. Rose Gold's vulva had a lovely teardrop shape, with her slit narrower near her tailhole and wider around her clitoris. Pound hadn't had any occasion to explore a mare's sex in such exquisite details since he had 'played doctor' with Pumpkin as a foal, so he parted the sleeping maid's labia with his hoof. Rose Gold's inner flesh was of a deeper pink than her fur. At the bottom of her slit was her swollen clit; it winked cutely as he played with it, one of the only reactions he got from her. Just above, there was a tiny orifice, her urethra, from which she peed from, and over that there was the much bigger entrance of her vagina. It occurred to Pound that Prince Shining Armor's stallionhood had to have occupied that enticing hole quite a few times before, notably when he had given her his foal.

Pound slipped his tongue in her pussy, getting a taste of her sex. It had an acidic, musky kind of flavor, not exactly good, but not too unpleasant either. It had a strong smell too, the aroma of sex making his cock throb between his legs.

It wasn’t easy manipulating an unconscious pony, but Pound managed to roll Rose Gold on her stomach. He held her tail up with his hooves and reared behind her. Her vulva opened wide as he pushed his flare into her. With a deep, content sigh, Pound pushed his erection in her vagina, hilting deep into her with a single thrust. He rubbed her flanks as he familiarized himself with a new mare. Rose Gold's pussy felt looser than Spinel's, perhaps because she had foaled recently. She was just as soft and wet, however. Pound gladly thrusted in her warmth, pushing his cock in and out of her.

A regular, wet slap occurred every time he plunged into her, his hips hitting her rump hard. Pound's length was soaking wet from her clear fluids, making it glimmer in the morning light whenever he pulled out. As he looked down to where their bodies connected, Pound couldn't help but notice the pert pink ponut under Rose Gold's fluffy tail. He stopped.

Maybe he could try anal? Would she feel different in her ass? Pound pulled out of her snatch, his cock literally dripping with her lube. He aimed just a little higher, lining his glans with Rose Gold's tailhole, and pushed with his pelvis. Clearly, she was much tighter there, but eventually her sphincter gave way, and his bulging tip entered her anus. Careful not to hurt her, Pound slowly pushed in her rectum, his penis disappearing inch after inch her ass. Past her anus, Rose Gold was actually much less tight, letting him penetrate her all the way to his sheath without much difficulty.

"Aaah…"

Yes, it did feel quite nice to be in a mare's tailhole, Pound concluded. Rose Gold's rectum was tighter and less flexible than her vagina, constricting pleasantly around his cock, the muscular ring of her anus adding to the sensation by clenching firmly near his base. The young pegasus started slow, shallow thrusts, getting a first feel of anal sex.

With his earlier explorations, Pound was getting quite worked up. His thrusts became faster and sloppier as he approached his climax. Rose Gold's body felt so nice! His tip flared wide in her butt, and he held her tight against him. In bliss, Pound ejaculated, his gooey seed gushing in her bowels. He painted white her inner walls with thick lines of sticky cum.

He relaxed on her back, resting his head in her mane as he emptied his scrotum in her rectum. She was so comfy, he could almost…

"Pound? Heho, Pound! I brought breakfast."

"Huh, whaa?" He felt somepony's hoof on his shoulder.

"I said I have breakfast." A mare's voice. Spinel's voice.

Pound opened his eyes, and realized he had fallen asleep on top of Rose Gold. His soft penis was still in her tailhole. Next to the bed, Spinel was looking at him, a smirk on her lips. "I see you had fun," she said. "Was sex really so good with her you literally passed out?"

Pound blushed, and pulled out of the sleeping mare. A stream of cum oozed from her gaping anus, trickling along her slit and down her thighs. "Erm, I guess it was pretty good. Not as good as with you, of course."

"Haha! Flatterer." She peeked at Rose Gold's rump. "Oh, you tried anal? That's cool. Prince Armor is not a fan, so it's rare we're taken anally, which is a shame, really."

The immense platter of crepes, waffles and fresh fruits Spinel had brought smelled amazing, but something about what she just said caught Pound's attention. "Uh… 'We'? You mean Shining Armor sleeps with you too?"

Spinel gave him a puzzled look. "Sure, why not?"

"Aren't you his daughter?"

"Oh… I'm his servant, Pound, and he's my master. It's normal that he wants to enjoy me too. I guess it was kinda strange the first time he mounted me, since I knew he was my sire, but I got used to it." She shrugged. "Anyway, let's wake up Rose, and we'll have breakfast, okay?"

Spinel took a small vial of clear liquid from the platter, and carefully uncorked it. Holding it with her mouth, she used her hooves to open Rose Gold's jaw. Spinel poured a few droplets on the pink mare's tongue, which she instinctively swallowed, then resealed the bottle. "There we go, she'll be up very soon. I'll set up the table in the meantime."

Pound watched over Rose Gold's as the antidote took effect. In less than a minute, the maid began to stir, and she let out a low purr. With a big yawn, she stretched her back, and blinked. She peeked around, trying to get her bearings, her amber eyes darting around the room and its occupants. "Morning, everypony."

"Morning, Rose!" Spinel cheerfully replied as she set up their breakfast on a large coffee table surrounded by plush sofas.

"Uh, good morning," Pound added after a slight delay, unsure how to act around a mare he'd just mated without her consent.

Rose Gold seemed totally undisturbed, however. She stretched her neck to peek at her rump, an expression of moderate curiosity on her face as she observed her messy tailhole. "I hope you enjoyed my body, sir," she said, bowing to Pound. "Was my ass to your liking?"

"Y-Yeah… Erm, what about you? Are you okay?"

"Oh, yes. I'm a little sore, but it's not too bad. Spinel, dear, could you wipe my butt before I soil the sofas? Semen is so hard to get out of fabrics." Giggling, Spinel came over with a towel, and briskly cleaned Pound's cum from her colleague.

They all sat down at the table. Although Rose Gold's milk still weighted pleasantly in his stomach, a mare's udders were meant to feed a baby, not a full-grown stallion, and Pound still had room for more. He served himself a big portion of warm waffles and fruits, Spinel pouring coffee for all three of them.

"So, how was your night, sir?" Rose Gold asked as they ate. "Did you do anything fun? Beside cumming in my ass, I mean."

Pound blushed, bashfully scratching his neck. "Um, yeah. We, uh…" He looked over to Spinel, who smiled pleasantly.

"We shared wine," Spinel continued, "then we spent some time exploring your body, we drank your milk — you taste great, by the way — and we took care of Pound's virginity. We mated, and he finished inside me."

"Uh, weren't you in heat?" Rose Gold's face lit up. "Do you mean… Pound impregnated you?"

This time, it was Spinel's turn to blush. She nodded shyly and rubbed her belly. "Seems likely. I wasn't in heat anymore this morning, so, you know…"

Pound wrapped his forelegs around her neck, pulling her into a hug. "Are you sure you're alright?"

"I told you, I'm fine. I'm happy to have your foal… It's just… a lot to take in, you know?"

A quiet giggle came from Rose Gold. "Aww! You got a good sire for your child, Spinel. That's what I love about stallions: they get so nice and caring when they give you their foals. You should have seen Prince Armor once I became heavy from his seed, he was so good and gentle to me. He even held my hooves as I foaled. It was wonderful, and now I have a beautiful colt to care for." Turning toward Pound, she added, "Beside, Spinel is also Princess Flurry Heart's bodyguard. Trust me, if she hadn't been okay with it, she'd have knocked you out cold and you wouldn't even have noticed."

Spinel rolled her pretty eyes. "Don't tell that to people, Rose! It makes guests uncomfortable. Besides, she hardly needs it; have ever seen my Mistress in action? She's the most powerful alicorn in Equestria, she trained her magic with Sunburst and Princess Twilight, and Tempest Shadow taught her how to fight."

Pound nodded: Flurry was definitely pretty awesome.

"Pound, Princess Flurry wants you to join her and your sister in her room," Spinel said some time later as they finished their meal. "Rose and I will clean up here, then we'll join you. Do you remember how to get back?"

"Yeah, I do." Pound rose and made his way to the door. He stopped, his hoof on the crystal handle. "Uh, girls? Thanks for everything. It was amazing to spend the night with you two."

They bowed. "You are very welcome," Spinel said. "And I'm sure you will love the rest of your weekend with us."

As he strolled through the ice-like corridors of the Crystal Palace, Pound thought of his sister, Pumpkin. Had that cute stallion she’d chosen taken her virginity? He blushed, imagining his twin in a very compromising position.

He'd know soon enough.