Like mother, like daughter...
They say the apple never falls far from the tree, but maybe given the circumstances of Princess Flurry Heart's young adulthood in the Crystal Empire Castle, any 'apple' might have turned out as rotten as her. Cadance's tastes - employing only the biggest, beefiest and strongest of super-masculine bull-stud-like stallions to serve as her personal royal guard were known far and wide... and since birth Flurry had never had a dozen bulging biceps or rigid six-packs far from her sight.
Surrounded by perfection, growing up in a perfect castle with perfect parents who were perfectly pathetically submissive to her every whim... the perfect spoilt princess had become entirely used to living an enchanted life where her every whim was catered for, her every perverse desire immediately fulfilled... and the peasants beneath her, so perfectly 'imperfect' in the nature of their vile carnal lusts for her. Like attracts like, and Flurry couldn't help but dip into the pools of desire that her wonderful body afforded to her.
Which is to say, upon finding out there were scores and scores of fuck-hungry stallions beating off to the thought of raping her into a coma every night... Flurry Heart took to social media like a Fardashian.
Yesterday's photo shoot had been a real smash hit, and her PonyFans was doing better than ever. A series of still images and a few little videos of the princess reclining in the castle pool in an inner tube, wearing the smallest bikini any of her fans had ever set eyes on... on any filly, let alone a princess. Costing more in bits than any of them earned in a year, it did its job sinfully well, the bottoms sandwiching in deep between her supermodel thighs and stripper ass, and the top vacuum-sealing to her gravity-defying cowtits. And she had Cadance to thank for all of it.
Today she drifted along the clear surface of the water with a fruity cocktail in one hand and some easily-replaced thug's cock throbbing away in the other... She'd be hard-pressed to remember which had poured more into her throat by the end of the day. But despite all her viewers turning in to see Flurry, the video had taken a rather drastic turn for the worse, the princess's teasing torments let out in her usual nasally, smug tone that made cocks throb from west to east.
"Well, how about it, losers...? Have you ever seen a body more PERFECT than mine?"
"Oh, sure, you might think your flat-chested marefriends are all that but... mmh... come on... Look how big and hard Dopey's dick here is~ Smeck smeck..."
She left a few more kisses along the shaft pressing in on her cheek, letting it command her full attention, before slowly swivelling her eyes back to the camera's feed. "Mmmm... So big and hard... Well, how about it? Will he pour it out all over my perfect teen titties... or all over my tight little personal-trainer maintained abs..."
"Or maybe..."
Deftly plucking her smartphone from the magical field suspending it, Flurry zoomed all the way in on the stallion's enormous member, giggling as she flooded the screens of all her horny fans with horse cock that functioned wonderfully as a censor that obscured her delicious little curves. A million fans all simultaneously reeled back, then immediately set to swooping their heads for a better angle on the action... as if that would help them! Oh but they hated how perfectly thick that stallion’s cock was, and how utterly small and lithe Flurry was! All they were able to get in the end was a little hint of her sunglasses and two-toned mane peeking out from around that big, bad, thickly-veined monster. "Or maybe I'll let this retard pump a big, sticky load right up inside of - "
She was interrupted as the guard suddenly groaned, Flurry's verbal chiding producing paydirt in a fat wad of semen pouring from the head of his gigantic flare, striking hard enough to send her phone slipping through her fingers, shooting straight down into the water with a satisfying 'plunk.' The last thing anyone heard before the stream cut was a string of expletives from the princess, and the sound of her tiny fists starting to pound on his chest with all the (non-existent) might she could muster.
Thankfully for the temporarily phoneless Flurry, her bedroom, in addition to being stupidly luxurious and large, also had a proper streaming setup, with numerous webcams around the room boasting much higher recording quality than any phone available on the market. Which was convenient, since she still had some content to give to her 'beloved' fans.
She'd opted for a change of outfit to match the change in scenery, embracing the instathot teen vibes she knew made all her boys throb so so uncomfortably. Now she wore a pair of purple-and-blue thigh-highs to match her mane, a white choker with a buckle for a leash, begging to be snapped in half, and fake prescription glasses she definitely didn't need.
What she did need was here too. And it was thicker than her arm, and still rock hard even after a couple of hours of intense use.
Yes, that very same tall, muscular, coarse brute stud from the pool was right in front of her... She could have sent him away after his earlier blunder, but the thought of her fans getting cucked out of their climax by a burst of his semen did so make her titter! Not to say he wasn't easily replaceable, of course. He was, but she wanted to make a point.
It had nothing to do with how well that veiny, deliciously thick member of his had her entranced, of course. This was... punishment, right? He ruined her phone, she might have to spend another whole hour without one at this rate! That’s right, he deserved a proper punishment for truly ruining her life. And he was going to regret it, for sure.
A quick glance at the screen showed frustrated comments of horny fans who wanted her to take some proper dick so they could finally get some release after edging to the princess’s perfect body... to be honest, she had trouble prising her eyes away from it. She so loved to see the losers babble their dick-dumb horniness into the chat window after all, creating a constant stream of consciousness spanning everything from worship to misogyny, but all fixated on her. Her, her, her! Her and her sexy little body. It made her quiver.
But after some time soaking it all in, Flurry was finally ready. Giving her audience one last teasing grin, she rolled onto her belly on the bed, legs dangling over the side, and finally brought the camera to point at the utterly delicious muscular meathead standing at its edge, waiting for instructions. The bull with the truly lucky job of nailing her.
She lingered on his abs and his massive shaft, which kept bouncing against said abs whenever it throbbed.
“See, my lovely fans, this is why you'll never get someone like me. You truly can’t compare!”
Flurry raised her long legs, wrapping them around his waist. She pulled him toward her and her wet holes, all that time spent stroking and slobbering on that cock had her worked up, even if she’d rather claim she was excited about his upcoming punishment... which started with him being forced to push his cock down her inviting folds, his thick member spreading her pussy with a long, naughty slurp.
Evil. It was just evil. It was like dangling a steak in front of a starving puppy. Any stallion would give his right arm to break in Flurry's tiny little puffy purple pussy, and presented with the sight of her spreading her legs, fluttering her eyelashes as she peeled her petite peach with her fingers, of course they'd be climbing the walls in frustration! It was all they could do to resist licking their screens like animals as their favourite pornstar took yet another massive, throbbing monster cock without them!
And she delighted in it, the little brat. She shivered thinking about them pumping their fists, hating her for every second of it, while also desperately wishing they were in that 'undeserving' guard's place!
Undeserving? Pfah, yeah right! From where I'm standing, he's plenty deserving~ she thought. Not that she'd ever tell him that!
"Come on, you fucking loser! Can't get it up? Can't perform for an audience? I've got 10,000 ponies waiting to see you balloon my belly, so hurry up... and do the FUCKING thing my mom hired you to do! Got it?"
And that was when he put his hand around her throat.
Flurry's mouth formed a little 'o' of surprise, which quickly turned to a bright-eyed grin as his muscles tightened and her air flow became restricted. "Oh fuck yeah... Looks like someone's got a little fight to him... Mmm, well, big fella? Gonna shut up the bratty little princess? Gonna - hurk!"
It was the most brutal fucking of Flurry's 18 years as a princess. During basic training this slab of chiseled muscle had regularly carried around more gear than Flurry herself weighed in her entirety, and he handled her like she was weightless. His big hard body hammered her down into the mattress time and time again, eclipsing her frame in muscle until only her feet were poking up from beneath his broad bulk, her delighted screams the only sign she was still conscious. The princess knew what she liked~
“Yes! Yes! Yes! Finally somepony who doesn’t treat me like I’m made of glasssss! Mmm, this is how us girls really want it, you boys at home, ahn!”
...
Soon she was rolled over, on her belly, with her legs hanging off the bed, one knee up to her pussy nice and spread. After all, her guard's cock was very big, and her pussy was very small. So she spread herself nice and wide as her glasses bounced on her face, as he used one foot on the bed to keep her legs apart, the other on the floor to brace his thrusts. His long two feet of horsecock sawed in and out of the princess's petite girlish body of them making mindless faces of pleasure as they fucked together... Her cries of "Harder! Harder!" intermingling with his feral grunts, her biting her lip as his tongue flopped... both of them rolling their eyes back in pleasure.
So. Fucking. Sex-Stupid. Both of them threw their bodies together like beasts without a care in the world how they looked, just fixated on keeping that long, strong member sliding in and out of her. Flurry’s body soon glistened with sweat and she panted with exhaustion, but the parts of her glued to that guard kept feral writhing, rutting, keeping his flare gaping her, making her pussy and the sheets below her into a dripping, sticky, smelly mess of cum and pussy juices.
“Oh FUCK! Finally, someone who knows how to use his COCK! Ohhhh, FUCK ME FUCK ME FUCK ME!”
With no presence of mind remaining to him, the guard wrapped his hand around Flurry's horn, gripping it so tightly it looked like he might snap it... and he held himself deep in, bellowing his lust as he poured yet another nasty hot load of semen deep into her womb... while all her viewers at home flooded their hands with semen.
But while the boys watching at home were quickly, surely, exhausting themselves, this hunk was only just getting started. For one he wasn’t just some random colt... but he was also a stallion on the receiving end of Flurry Heart’s devilish charms! That and her unbearably tight wet pussy. Just going a few times wasn’t nearly enough: he wanted to breed until his legs gave out!
So while they both collapsed on the bed shortly after, chests rising and falling rapidly in time with their laboured breathing, it was barely even a few minutes before that bulky male body was captured by every camera rising again... the viewers dreading and anticipating the sight of him destroying their perfect princess all over again. And all she had to add was a little “Fawk yeah” under her breath as she watched his cock stiffening to full erection again!
A few moments more and he hauled Flurry up against his body, her back against his chest, her features facing the viewers with the hard muscular outline of his powerhouse form behind her. He wrapped his arms tight around her legs and pulled them almost 180 degrees back, getting her ankles up by her ears, suspending her in that sordid position that displayed everything. And in that dangerous pose that showed her for the slut she really was, with a fresh torrent of cream oozing from her fucked-out cunt to boot, all the princess could do was bounce in excitement, folding her arms back around behind his neck, holding on for dear life.
“Give it to me, daddy... Give it to me while these fucks watch it!”
The webcam that had been thrown around during those previous bouts of hardcore fucking was, for once, placed rather conveniently, offering the perfect upwards shot of Flurry’s holes as they were blasted, speared and stretched by fat fucking horsecock, tireless, potent and hard as steel. He kept her suspended over his member with nothing but his manly and mighty grip... Oh, and the two feet of cock poised directly below her. That would keep her nice and steady too.
That beast of a stallion slung her right down the length, eyes set on preparing to give the princess another wombful of sticky hot semen... and an Employee of the Month award for himself! He bounced Flurry away in that humiliating Full Nelson press until his body glistened with fresh sweat bursting from every pore... A seedy sight for her heterosexual male viewers to be forced to take in, but one Flurry herself simply couldn’t get enough of!
The sound of his balls slapping against her nethers drowned out the animalistic grunts coming from the two of them, with only the occasional splutter just barely discernible under the rhythmic slap-slap-slap-slap-slap! Shades of “Harder... Fucking wimp…” eventually collapsed into incoherent babbling... Not that anyone needed a running commentary when the sight of the princess’s sensual body sliding up and down an earthy, dirty, spurting monster-cock spoke for itself so well.
There was nothing to gain by further teasing him, as he was by now more a fucking machine than a sane colt at this point. Nothing she could have said or done would have stopped the impending massacre. With almost unnatural endurance, he went into a thrusting frenzy that made his previous fucking look like child’s play, pushing gallons of jizz out of her pussy, soaking her thighs with both of their fluids... and pushing plenty more in.
“Is that..all you got... Pfha, pathetic!”
An awfully bratty tone for a bitch who’d just been filmed a few minutes ago drooling all over herself, tongue out and eyes rolled up... but while Flurry was weakening in the aftermath of all that fucking, moaning and sweating, the naughty princess still possessed the heart of a champion, and she was far from done.
In truth, the stream had ended some 30 minutes ago (only after a prolonged shot of the ‘punished’ guard’s rear, with a few measly glimpses of her thighs every now and then), but the bed-breaking sex continued... leaving her fans only able to imagine what she was getting up to.
Surely she didn’t enjoy it that much, they told themselves. Surely once the camera was off, she thrust that rugged sack of muscle away as fast as she could, groaning about the sweat caking her lissome form, wanting to freshen up and fix her make-up like a proper princess?
Surely she wasn’t continuing to hoot like a monkey, clinging to her mate like a creep, fucking her hips with sloppy pounding slaps into his body over and over even as the rest of her body hung limply?
Oh how they prayed for that! The thought of their heavenly princess licking deep into every crevice of her guard’s salty abs, swallowing his semen, clinging to his massive testosterone-charged form... it was unbearable!
Too bad for them... Flurry Heart was a rotten girl to the core who didn’t give a fuck about how she looked to anyone. She was hypnotized by her own cunt, to do anything she could to get the fuck off. No one was watching them anymore, and she couldn’t care less.
So she and her mate were far from being done. Sure her body was slowly giving up, but that didn’t mean she wasn’t having the absolute best fucking time of her life getting bred like crazy.
“That’s it, daddy... uugugh...”
They still ended up on the bed anyway. A rare moment of rest where they weren’t going at it, and surprisingly welcome for Flurry: to her surprise, she was not winning this. The guard lay on the bed, catching his breath, and yet not looking fully satiated either. An endless appetite for an endlessly needy bitch fueled him, and Flurry Heart felt as if she might have met her match.
Ever since the brat-bitch had discovered she could make her lonely viewers at home shoot their loads just by showing a bit of ass or chest, she’d been going through guards too numerous to mention, far outstripping even her own mother’s outrageous lusts...
But now Flurry lay exhausted after his merciless assault, legs weak and quivering, with an upside down view of her bedroom where her head hung from the bed’s edge, her two-toned mane laid along the floor. She saw the room in disarray... the offline webcam, the furniture smashed with the force of their fucking... toys, mainly of the nasty kind... and a leash.
Her eyes lingered on that last item.
In the past, Flurry had always enjoyed collaring and leashing her muscular guard detail like housepets... It was one of her trademarks, you could say, leading those big boys around, or giving the thing a sharp tug to ensure their fat cocks got all the way inside. Not one of them would have even thought of taking over her lithe, slutty body, but this bedroom-wrecking bastard was the first to use her like no one ever had... and she wanted more, still.
So when the guard sat back up on the bed... what awaited him but the sight of Flurry Heart, on her knees at the foot of the bed, her hands raising to proffer a leash unto him. He looked down at it, then back up at her... enjoying a sight of the annoying starlet that many of her fans would have bankrupted themselves for a mere picture of. And as his flared tip rose for her inviting holes once again, before he went berserk all over again, he snatched the leash from her outstretched hands, and ignored her impish, girlish giggling as he fastened it to the collar around her neck.
He tugged it like he was going to choke her and she just fucking squealed. “Fucking HARDER, daddy!”
And that was how they started round two.
