A Striped and Lunar Tryst

The flight to the Zebra Lands seemed to almost fly by, quite literally, as Joka’la and his new bride, Princess Luna were lying comfortably in their room’s bed. The last few days have been like that of a fantasy. If he had told himself a little over a week ago that he was going to not only fuck a royal princess, but impregnate her, and then marry her, he would’ve laughed his ass off. Regardless, he was snuggling with his new bride, the alicorn naked and still sweating from the fucking they had done only minutes ago.

Luna’s body had been developing rapidly in the last few days. It was like her form wasn’t just accepting her pregnancy, but embracing it in a way Joka’la never considered possible. Her belly was swelling, getting bigger and rounder everyday; though with how much she loved feeling him blow his full loads inside her, it was impossible to tell what was their growing foal. Her ass was swelling as well, getting softer, and almost making faint clapping sounds whenever she walked, which only made her new husband’s cock throb with eagerness.

But what had really changed the most were her tits. They had grown, immensely, nearly doubling in size. Her areolas and nipples were getting plumper, and more alluring, she was already lactating. It was like her body was craving to be pregnant for so long, and now she was finally able to let it all out. Joka’la loved this feature the most, suckling and drinking at her creamy milk as she rode him. Or even groping her from behind as he fucked her deeply. Luna’s day was never complete until her husband had milked her properly.

“Looks like we’re almost there.” Joka’la commented, looking out the window. The view granted them the perfect view of the coming island. “Soon, we’ll be in my homeland, and I can show off my beautiful wife to everyone.”

“Aww, my love.” Luna cooed, kissing at her lover’s cheek. Crawling up a little, she positioned herself to get ready to ride Joka’la’s cock again, shivering as she felt the partially erect member enter her already dripping pussy. “And maybe I can see the look of envy on every mare’s face when they see you have been claimed by this whore princess.”

Joka’la couldn’t help but laugh heartily. His mind went back to when he first met this mare. How nervous, almost timid at the ideas of such things. He remembered the hard work he put into going on those dates, and the steps he took to ensure he would spend those nights with her. All of this, the slow build up, to now see her, from the dignified Princess, to a slutty mare who was addicted to his cock and cum. This only made his cock swell in her pussy. Luna cooed, moaning a little as she started to slowly ride this cock.

“Joka’la, my love. Your cock. It’s so big, I never want to be away from it.” Luna moaned, grinding herself faster and faster. “I love you, I love you, I love you.”

“I love you too, and don’t worry, you’ll love it in my homeland.” Joka’la smirked, reaching up to grope at his wife’s massive tits. Thin trickles of milk spilled from her quivering nipples, slipping between his fingers. “I know there will be things you will not understand, but I’ll make sure you have the best time there.” Luna moaned, arching her head back as she was slowly getting into a bouncing speed on her husband’s cock.

Luna moved and swayed herself over Joka’la’s cock. She couldn’t be without this dick deep inside her, and rubbed her pregnant belly tenderly as she looked at the zebra with loving eyes. She loved this feeling, she loved being with Joka’la. And above all, she loved that she was bearing his child. Their foal was still many months away, but she never felt any more aroused. Joka’la only enjoyed the view, watching his wife ride his cock faster and faster. She was so beautiful, and she was just perfect for him.

Reaching up, he placed a hand on her hips, and started to thrust upwards, making Luna’s milk filled, huge tits bounce more and more, spilling out little bits of milk whenever they slapped down on her body. This was becoming a little too much for the mare, especially as the two of them have barely spent an hour or so without either sleeping or fucking. Collapsing forward, Luna let Joka’la have his way with her body, thrusting up as he groped her ass to bring her back down. Each thrust bottomed out into her soft embrace, making her moan in pleasure.

“I love you, Joka’la.” Luna moaned, panting against Joka’la’s face. “I’m yours.”

“And I’m yours.” Joka’la moaned back, reaching up with one of his hands to pull the mare closer. “Now shut up you royal whore, and kiss your king.” Luna moaned a sultry sound as she was pulled into a kiss. Their lips and tongues embraced as they fucked faster and faster.

The two continued to fuck, letting their passions guide all action as the airship was decending into the Zebra Lands. By the time they had landed, Joka’la and Luna were reluctantly finished. While they would’ve preferred to fuck all day, they knew they had very important things to do. Getting dressed, the two were ready to present themselves in the Zebra Lands. Escorted by a number of guards, Joka’la and Luna departed from the ship. Once off, the alicorn’s eyes widened.

Joka’la’s home, this city, was marvelous; more beautiful than she could even imagine. It was almost like a spiraling fortress of smooth, white and yellow stones. Small canals carved into the rock allows water to flow. Citizens of all castes, status, and stations walked merrily along the streets. Even from the platform they were standing on, Luna’s alicorn senses could see the colors, joy, and vendors selling their wares on the streets, while her nose could just faintly pick up the smell of spices.

“Welcome, my love.” Joka’la commented, taking a few steps forward to gesture out to the entire city. “Welcome to Zebrabwe.”

“It’s beautiful. But wait, you said Zebrabwe?” Luna asked, looking at her husband with curious eyes. “I’m so sorry, but I always thought this was called the Zebra Lands?”

“It is, and it isn’t.” Joka’la commented, taking her hand for them to continue walking; guards followed. “You see, the Zebra Lands, or Zebralands, depending on who’s saying or writing it, is a massive collection of countless clans, tribes, villages, cities, and other territories.” As he spoke, pride filled his voice. “So when it comes to referring to our homeland when outside of it, it’s easier to call it Zebralands or Zebra Lands. Don’t worry, you didn’t offend anyone.”

“Oh, good, good.” Luna sighed a breath of relief. Looking around, her eyes were all over the place, not sure what to look at first. “But this city, it’s so amazing. I never would’ve imagined.”

“Well, it's true. Zebras are not exactly known for magic, but we have made numerous alliances with races that have helped.” Joka’la further explained, taking great joy in this. “The Kelpies keep the water flowing, and have greatly helped with sanitation, while the Abada have allowed the neighboring lands to become fertile and we’ve received countless, bountiful crops.” He then paused, only to chuckle. “But I’m getting ahead of myself. Let’s get you to the palace. There, we can get properly dressed, and then we can explore the city.”

Arriving at the palace, Luna nearly fell over backwards from tilting her head to look at all the splendor. It was so big, not as big as Canterlot Castle, but still rivaling it in size and glamourous structure. Statues of smooth marble carved into the shapes of beautiful zebras, many of which were pouring water from jugs into fountains. Aside from that, there were many guards in armor that were not that different from the guards back home. But rather than plates of metal, it looked like thick clothes made of meshed links of metal chains.

This room was most likely the throne room. Countless mosaics of numerous scenes, some looking like what Luna believed to be zebra history, while others could be myths, fables, and legends. It was all so colorful and beautiful, making her eyes almost dazzle at the sight of them. The rest of this room was covered in the smooth stone for the floor, and at the end was a large throne made of woven fibers, gold and silver adornments, and a numerous amount of lush pillows.

Sitting on the throne was an elderly looking zebra stallion. He was dressed in fine robes, most likely a noblestallion. As soon as he saw Joka’la, his eyes seemed to radiate a sense of joy. Getting up from the throne, he raised his arms from his side and approached the two. But just before reaching him, he lowered himself on one knee, bowing before the zebra. Luna watched as Joka’la only smiled, nodding at the elderly zebra.

“Lord Joka’la, you honor us with your return.” The elderly zebra greeted, speaking with only the highest respect for him. “Was your trip fruitful?”

“It was indeed, I even got married.” Joka’la commented, causing many in the room to gasp in surprise. Gesturing to Luna, he continued. “This is my wife, Princess Luna of Canterlot.”

“Luna, one of the two royal sisters?!” The elderly zebra asked, looking between Joka’la and Luna. “My lady, what an honor to have you wed our beloved lord.”

“Please, there’s no need to be so formal.” Luna replied, smiling at the zebra. “I’m happy to have wed my beloved, and look forward to seeing the rest of this marvelous kingdom.”

“But for now, I want preparation made.” Joka’la commented, gesturing to the many zebras in the room. “I have her in Canterlot, but I want one that brings her into our ways. Prepare a ceremony.”

The room erupted in cheers, with the elderly zebra shouting orders to the many guards. Saluting, the guards rushed off. It was all a massive rush of excitement. Luna was eager to see how this would play out, even as she struggled to understand the language. Joka’la only held her close, which put her at ease as she awaited what was coming. After several minutes, the guards returned, but with them was a beautiful zebra mare.

Dressed in golden robes, this zebra mare’s body was alluring, showing off not only her curvy frame, but her large tits were just out in the open, no clothing covering them save for a transparent fabric, which only brought attention to her golden nipple piercings. Luna couldn’t help but gasp a little, surprised by this, and more shocked at how calm Joka’la was. Was this another custom she had never heard about?

“Joka’la, my dear master!” The mare greeted, not only approaching Joka’la, but pressing her mature body against him. Luna’s eyes widened, almost glowing a little. “How could you have left us behind while you went to Equestria.” She rubbed her hand along the stallion’s face, but then noticed Luna. “Oh? And who is this, a new mare for the harem?”

“Actually, the opposite. She’s my wife.” Joka’la commented, causing the mare’s face to sink a little bit. “Now, now, don’t be upset. You knew this would happen if I ever got married.”

“But, we'll be wed soon.” The mare replied, maintaining somewhat of a composure. She then looked back at Luna. “Well, congratulations, I will be sure to tell the others of the new change in command.”

“No need, we were on our way.” Joka’la replied, then held Luna close to him. “Shall we?” Luna only nervously nodded, following as her husband and this mare walked towards the hall.

“My love, what’s this all about?” Luna asked, looking at the mare. “Were you already married before we met? And what’s this about a harem?”

“I understand your confusion, but I assure you, you’re my first and only wife.” Joka’la assured his wife. “But here in the Zebra Lands, we have a culture of harems.”

As they arrived at a massive curtained door, the mare brushed it aside to let both of them in. Within this room, the smell of incense filled the air, along with sweet music, and the sight of succulent fruits and wines. But what really caught Luna’s attention was the number of mares in this room. Not just zebras, but some kelpies and abadas. All were dressed in different ways, but each showed off different aspects of their sexy bodies.

“Master Joka’la.” The mares cooed and moaned, showing themselves off to the stallion. “We’ve missed you.”

“Yes, yes, I’m sure.” Joka’la commented, chuckling a little. “But, I’m here to make an announcement.” He then gestured to Luna, bringing her forward. “This is Princess Luna of Equestria. My wife, and now head of the harem.” There was a gasp in the room, with many looking over to the older mare besides them for confirmation.

“It’s true.” The mare replied, sighing a little. “The day we have feared has finally come. Our master has wed, and his bride now stands above us all.” The mare sighed a little, looking at Luna with envy. The older mare looked at the Princess. “Sorry, but many of us have been awaiting the day our Master would wed one of us, thus becoming the head mare. But as the oldest, I was the unofficial top. With you here, you are now the head mare of our master’s harem.”

“I’m sorry…I don’t…I don’t understand.” Luna looked between the mares and Joka’la. “C-can someone please explain.”

“Oh, Master never told you?” The mare asked, only to wag her finger towards Joka’la. “Master Joka’la, how could you? Getting married and not telling your bride our ways?”

“I wanted it to be a surprise.” Joka’la chuckled, standing behind Luna. Placing his hands on her shoulder, he smirked. “By all means, tell her.”

“Well, you see. Here in the Zebra Lands, powerful nobles, such as our Master, are meant to be more than just a one mare stallion.” The zebra mare explained, speaking very direct and to the point. “Before marriage, they are permitted harems of up to dozens of mares of all varieties to have. But there is always a first, a mare who stands above the others. Which is myself. That is, until the Master gets married. After marriage, the wife becomes his first woman, and his harem are at her command.”

“So…as his wife, I’m in charge. But then there’s other mares he can engage with if I am unable to?” Luna asked, to which the mare nodded. She pondered for a moment, then another, and another, and another. After a little over a minute or so, she sighed. “Oh goodness, was that all? I was worried there.”

Joka’la’s face dropped, shocked at how quickly Luna accepted this. Though he didn’t want to show it, he had been a little worried about how his new wife would take the news of his harem. It wouldn’t have been fair to tell her so soon, and she would find out eventually, so it was better for her to meet them directly. But Luna…she accepted it, not instantly, but more readily than he expected. The mare, along with the other girls in the harem’s faces reflected their surprise. Luna only stood there, before realizing the expressions staring at her.

“Well, harems aren’t exactly an unknown concept to me.” Luna explained, blushing a little. “Though I never partook in them, my sister did, and to my knowledge, my niece has entertained the idea but I don’t believe she’s done it.”

Joka’la chuckled a little, thinking about how his mother probably had loads of men before meeting his father. Which was a common practice even in his homeland, for a married noble to choose to dismiss his harem after marriage. Though the idea of Cadance not having a harem was as foreign as it got. Odds are, she had the more obscene and exotic of stallions and maybe mares to amuse her, but kept it a secret.

“Well, now that we’ve all become acquainted, let’s get my new bride dressed to better fit her role.” Joka’la smirked, gently nudging Luna towards the mare. “Don’t worry, my love, they’ll make sure you look perfect.”

“Oh yes, we’ll ensure your bride is the most radiant in the capital.” The mare commented, with the other harem girls moving in closer. “So please, Master. If you could give us girls some time with your wife.”

“Of course, I’ll be in the throne room. No doubt there are things I’ll need to look over.” Joka’la nodded, turning to leave. “I’ll see you soon.”

Sitting in the throne room, going over the various papers, documents, tablets, and scrolls, Joka’la was completely and utterly bored. This type of logistics and analysis was more something his father would’ve done, while he would enjoy his harem. But Hekima was away, and Joka’la wanted to show his own growth. Perhaps this was something to come with marriage, or maybe he wanted to be as bored as possible, so it would make the sight of Luna’s arrival all the more beautiful. Eventually, this salvation came, the mare arrived into the room.

“My lord and master, Joka’la.” The mare said with a bow. “May I present, my lady and mistress, Luna.” Joka’la’s eyes widened in amazement at the sight before him.

Luna was stunning. Her body was marked with a paint pigment that gave the impression of silver zebra stripes along her body. Moon and star motifs marked along her large tits, areola, and ending with a zebra themed sigil along her womb. As well as this, her ears and nipples had some silver piercings, which only seemed to make her shiver and tremble in place. Silver and crystal gem studded jewelry were on her wrists, arms, fingers, and around her neck. And finally, her body was draped in a silver-blue cloth that wrapped around her wide hips, displaying the visible baby bump of her belly, and a see through lace that hung around her neck and over her enlarged tits.

“My word, I thought I married a Princess.” Joka’la playfully commented, getting up from the throne to approach his wife. “But it seems I was mistaken. I married a goddess.”

Luna cooed, extending her arms to embrace her husband in a warm, loving hug. The two kissed, pressing each other together, all while the members of the court watched with pride for their master’s love. After a moment, Luna felt herself getting so turned on. She was basically naked, in front of all these zebras, and yet, she felt only the arousal of her lover’s embrace and caress. If he commanded it, she would have Joka’la fuck her then and there, screaming how much she loved being his royal whore.

“Now that you’re all dressed up, we should see the capital.” Joka’la commented, turning to look at the elderly zebra. But his hopes were dashed as soon as he saw the small shake of his head. “What? We’ve been doing this work for over an hour. Surely, it can wait?”

“I’m sorry my lord, but it cannot.” The zebra commented, gesturing to several more servants holding papers. “As you know, I cannot sign on your father’s behalf, and so you must be the one to do this before you may engage in your…other duties.”

“It’s okay, my love.” Luna cooed, thinking up something to help her husband. Leaning in, she whispered seductively in his ear. “Just do the work, and I’ll help you.”

“Well, in that case.” Joka’la whispered back, smirking before looking back at the elder zebra. “Very well, let’s get this over with.”

Returning to the throne, Joka’la sat, with Luna getting on one of the side cushions to kneel before the throne. The elderly zebra resumed giving his master the paperwork, and while the zebra was reluctant to resume his duties, Luna was more than eager to help him with a little relief.Reaching up slowly, she rubbed her hand delicately along the bulge of his pants, helping him grow in arousal. Joka’la maintained his professional composure, but his lips smirked a little as he realized what Luna was planning; and loved it.

The alicorn eagerly and easily fished out her husband’s cock, licking her lips as she opened her mouth. Leaning forward, she took in nearly half the length in her mouth. The zebra winced a little, but otherwise maintained his somewhat professional composure. He didn’t want to blow his load too soon, but it was clear that he was enjoying this. A smirk ran across his lips. And while the rest of the court saw this, no one said a thing. Even the mare who had helped Luna looked in in amazement.

Not wanting to lose the momentum of this feeling, Luna sucked faster and faster, bobbing her head as she deepthroated the great length of her lover’s size. She couldn’t get enough of this, and she didn’t care who saw her. If anything, this feeling was even more liberating than when she was being fucked on her throne. The fact she was being watched, her pussy was getting soaked, and her nipples were getting hard. Moaning softly over this dick, she swallowed down more and more of it. Unable to hold back, she reached with one hand, cupping at Joka’la’s heavy balls, fondling them. Her other hand drifted down and started rubbing her sobbing entrance.

Joka’la only hummed a little to himself, he knew Luna would love to be fucked in front of everyone then and there, but he wanted to tease her a little as well. There was a special ceremony coming, and he wanted to help build up her anticipation. But, he would at least enjoy the loving cock worship that only his beautiful wife could give him. Briskly working through the papers and documents, he worked to get as much as he could finish. All the while, Luna was licking and moaning over his thick size.

Luna loved this feeling, she was so devoted to have her love, master, and husband’s cock in her mouth. She never wanted a moment to go by without having this cock be with her. She longed for nothing more than to be his obedient fuck mare. Her pregnant belly quivered as she only thought of her future with him. She wanted to bear his foal, become impregnated again, and bear another child. Her life was to be his broodmare, her every pleasure was to make him feel good, and the greatest gift he could give her was his life giving cum.

Joka’la grunted a little, hissing somewhat through his teeth as he felt his coming orgasm. Luna could tell by the way her husband was throbbing in her mouth, she pushed to give him a wet and sloppy deepthroat. Joka’la winced a little as he felt his wife was throatfucking herself on him to milk his dick of every drop he had. Seeing as how the papers were nearly done, he decided to give his dutiful wife the hot release she craved. Reaching down with one hand, Joka’la rested it on the back of Luna’s head.

Pulling down, he bottomed out his dick in her throat, swelling it as he came. Luna’s eyes went wide, and then half open as she moaned with orgasmic glee over her husband’s cock. Drinking down the hot cum that poured down her throat, she reveled in it, savoring the strong taste and smell. Her body only trembled as she didn’t waste a single drop, treasuring it as a precious nectar. Eventually, he released his hold on her head, to which she slowly pulled herself off his dick, making sure to clean off her lover’s cock.

“I believe that’ll do, for now.” Joka’la commented, finishing up the last of the papers. “Prepare the ceremony. I would like to be wed as soon as possible.” The entire chamber was in an uproar of cheers, murmurs, and whispers.

“Of course, my lord.” The elderly zebra commented, bowing his head before taking the documents. “We shall begin at once!”

A few days passed, but it finally came. The wedding ceremony between Joka’la and Luna was here. Within the royal temple, a beautiful constructed marvel of shimmering gems and marble, both husband and wife stood before a great altar. This altar, carved of a single piece of rose quartz, shaped in the form of a zebra stallion and mare, with both hands held out. In the mare’s hand, was a fine black leather and silver collar, and the stallion held a silver key. Both Joka’la and Luna were not dressed in royal regalia or other fancy clothes, but were naked before the altar, as countless members of the court and subjects watched on in awe and joy.

“Now, we shall begin.” The elderly zebra, approaching the altar. Unlike his master and the princess, he was still dressed, as was everyone else. “We gather here for a special ceremony, the bonding of our lord, Joka’la, and his bride, Princess Luna of Canterlot. Let the maiden give her oath to her master.”

Kneeling before Joka’la, Luna struggled a little. Her belly had swelled some more. She was very far into her pregnancy, possibly due within a month or so. But she still did as she was told, and on her knees, she looked at her lover, but the way her head was now at cock height made it difficult to look away from it. Reaching up towards the altar, she took a hold of the collar, bringing it to her. Opening it, she wrapped it around her throat, a look of pure joy shimmered in her eyes.

“I, Princess Luna of Canterlot, hereby swear this oath to you, Lord Joka’la of Zebrabwe.” Luna spoke, her voice echoing with devotion, submission, and loving obedience. “By bearing this mark, I offer myself to you. All that I was, all that I am, and all that I will be is yours, now and forever.” Leaning up, she gave her lover’s cockhead a gentle, tender kiss, causing it to twitch. “My body, my love, my will, and my soul is yours. And I shall live the rest of my days as yours.”

“I, Lord Joka’la of Zebrabwe, hereby swear this oath to you, Princess Luna of Canterlot.” Joka’la replied, shifting as he dropped to only one knee. Taking the key from the altar, he brought it to the collar around Luna’s neck. “By sealing this mark, I claim you as mine. You shall serve none but myself. Your life is what I wish it to be. And you will only know the love of being devoted to me and my desires.” Locking the collar around Luna’s neck, there was a shimmer of light. Sigils formed around it, only to fade.

“And the ceremony is done.” The elderly zebra called out. Joka’la stood back up, while Luna remained kneeling. “Lord Joka’la, present the key.” The zebra did just that. Placing the key on the altar, the elderly zebra continued. “The mark has been bearded, the mark has been sealed. Now and forever, Lord Joka’la and Princess Luna are bonded.” The altar gave off a small glow, the key illuminated, until it melted into nothingness. “Now and forever.”

Following the ceremony, Joka’la and Luna returned to their bed chambers. But unlike how it was that morning, the room was now fitted with a number of ropes, cords, pads, and other tools. Both of them couldn’t take their hands off each other. They were moaning in each other’s mouths as their hands pressed, rubbed, groped, and explored the other. The passion was palpable, causing them both to moan and pant in each other's mouths. Their tongues embraced and danced as they were fully unified. Luna’s body was hot, almost steaming as she couldn’t take herself away from her master. The feeling of the collar against her neck only sent more and more shivers of devotion and love throughout her body.

“It is done, we are one now.” Joka’la groaned, kissing along Luna’s neck as he let his hot breath kiss against her. “And now, I want you to show me what you feel. I want to see my beautiful, whore princess present herself like the new slutty slave she is.”

“Of course, master.” Luna cooed and moaned, her body shivering at the zebra’s words. “I’m just your slave, a soft hole to be fucked and filled. Every drop of your cum is a blessing, every foal I bear is a miracle, and every moment I have your fat cock inside me is a gift.”

Breaking away from their embrace, Joka’la walked over and grabbed a coil of rope, and a leash. Luna’s body trembled as she swallowed nervously. She could already feel the firmness of the rope against her body before it was even on her. Joka’la only smiled, gesturing for her to approach him. Once she was close enough, he released the rope. At once, it uncoiled and struck like a serpent. The alicorn stumbled a little in surprise, the rope wrapped around her until she was unable to hold herself up.

“Don’t worry, this is expected.” Joka’la commented, watching as Luna stumbled back, falling onto the bed with a soft thud. He couldn’t help but chuckle. “But now that you’re all tied up…” Connecting the leash to her collar, he smirked down at her with dominant eyes. “We can have all the hot fucks we can give.”

Luna's body was fully bound by the ropes, causing her arms to be behind her back while her legs were spread. Her pussy was absolutely soaked, quivering as she was eagerly awaiting the feeling of her husband's cock inside her. Joka'la smirked, resting his throbbing size against his wife's sobbing pussy. Rubbing it a little, he wanted to tease her a little bit, making her beg and moan for him. His oozing cockhead dripped over and against the mare's round, pregnant belly. Luna cooed and moaned, looking at the zebra with needy and wanting eyes. As well as this, Joka'la held the collar in one hand, tugging at it playfully.

It caused the collar to grind gently against Luna's tender neck, giving him an added thrill. Slowly, he lowered his cock against her soaked entrance, pushing into her softness. The alicorn moaned softly as her pussy wrapped around her husband's cock. As he started to fuck into her, his left arm tightened around her hips, holding her down, the weight of his large frame weighing her down further. The ropes dug into her skin slightly, causing her to squirm in pleasure.

"Please master...make me yours!" Luna begged, struggling underneath the force of the zebra's overpowering power. "Fuck my tight, little cunt, fill me with your spunk! Don't stop, don't pull out, just keep fucking me…harder!" Slowly and steadily, Joka'la began thrusting into his wife, picking up speed and tempo.

With every thrust, his cock plowed deeper and deeper into his mare, his balls smacking against her wet sex every time he went deeper. After only a few moments, he was bottoming out inside her, ramming hard and fast into his beloved. She was a helpless mare beneath him, a living piece of sexual property for his own enjoyment. Every second she felt like she was nothing more than a mare desperate for her master's cock. There was no hesitation or worry as Joka'la simply owned his mare, taking whatever he wanted.

As long as he was happy, so was she. Luna loved being owned by her husband, especially since she knew how much he loved her, loving her in return. Even though she had given up so much for him, she knew that there would never be any regrets. Everything about him brought her pleasure. After what seemed like forever, Joka'la picked up his pace, slamming harder and faster into his wife. Luna felt herself climaxing, her body shuddering violently as she came, her whole body exploding into ecstasy. Her body bucked wildly against the ropes, a full orgasm that would probably be one of the best orgasms of her life.

It took a while for her to come down from the intense orgasm, yet as soon as she did, her sensitive body was ready for another round. Luna whimpered, longing for more of the deep thrusts and powerful pounding. As letting out a low groan, Joka'la thrust into her again, pushing himself completely inside. She could feel his cock moving around inside her, her hot nectar leaking out of her body and onto the bed sheets. All she cared about was pleasing her master. Just as he did earlier, Joka'la continued to pump his cock in and out of her tight, little hole. This time however, he changed the angle, angling it downward as he slammed into her even harder.

Luna cried out in pleasure, her head thrashing wildly on the pillow, her body tensing up in excitement. As Joka'la kept going, her tight pussy squeezed as it released all of its pent up fluids, milking her husband's throbbing cock. She wanted to scream with joy, scream with her body screaming in pleasure. Yet all she could do was continue moaning and groaning as her body had a continuous orgasm. This wave of pleasure continued on and on until her body finally collapsed, exhausted.

Finally spent, Luna lay still, her breathing becoming slower and shallower. After a couple of moments, she realized something, something that surprised her greatly. Joka'la was still cumming inside of her, not stopping as he did before. The ropes prevented her from pulling away. They prevented her from doing anything other than accept his cock. This realization drove her nearly insane with pleasure. While Joka'la was on top of her, deep inside her warm, wet womb, she began rubbing her pussy against his shaft, teasing her body with his cock.

"Yes, please don't stop..." Luna whispered quietly. "...please, make me cum again..."

“Oh, don’t worry, my love. I shall.” Joka’la commented, leaning in to kiss at his wife’s lips. She moaned in his mouth as their tongues embraced again. Holding himself against her for a moment, he pulled back, letting her whimper out her adorable moans of want and longing. “Our first night as one has only just begun.”

The last several months have been an amazing, pleasurable experience for Luna. Learning about Joka’la’s people and culture, traveling about the lands and kingdoms, as well as all the ways they’ve fucked and pleasured themselves was a feeling she never would’ve imagined in her wildest, wettest dreams to ever become real. But now, she wanted to return home, at least to visit her sister. Laying in their bed, Luna’s bare and naked body was still twitching in the afterglow of her latest orgasm.

The months have been especially kind to her body. Her belly was already pregnant with her second foal. Her breasts have nearly tripled in size, but remained gravity defying perky; though her nipples have grown darker and plumper from all the milk within. Her body was marked with new stripe arrangements, a design signifying not only her new status as Joka’la’s wife, but that she had sired him an heir. Though still frugal about it, her body still had some piercings along her navel, nipples, and her ears.

Her pussy was not only leaking out the hot, wet release of her husband’s hot seed, but was filled with the many, many vibrating toys that were still churning and shivering inside her hot hole. Luna couldn’t help but coo and moan, having gotten used to having toys inside her at all times, learning to hold in the pleasure, and savor all of it. The ability to hold a seemingly composed expression as she was being constantly pleasured had become a major turn on for her.

In the last few months, the teleportation circle Joka’la proposed to the alicorn sisters not only had been thoroughly tested and has now become a major means for trade and travel between both kingdoms. Rather than days or even weeks on an airship, the couple could simply take this teleportation circle to get to Canterlot. Because of this, they didn’t need to rush, and wanted to take their time and enjoy themselves before departing.

“We’ll be leaving for Canterlot in a few hours.” Joka’la, who was sitting naked at a nearby table. Swirling a glass in his hand, he savored the taste of a sweet wine. “How are you feeling, my love?”

“Nervous.” Luna admitted, her voice having become more sultry and sweeter than before. “I’ve been writing to Celestia, but to see her again. I’m…I’m not sure she’ll even recognize me.”

“Nonsense, you’re stunning as you’ve ever been.” Joka’la commented, putting down his glass to join the alicorn in bed. Rubbing at her belly, he hummed. “Besides, after hearing about her nephew…grandson…whatever it is, I’m certain she’ll be eager to see how the new foal is coming along.”

“Yeah, we should bring him, but your father just won’t let him go.” Luna giggled, snuggling up to her husband. “Ever since he met little Za’noto, he’s been a very cheerful grandfather.”

“Well, he’s been wanting me to settle down for years, but it wasn’t until I met you, that I even bothered to consider it.” Joka’la commented, making Luna coo and moan as they leaned in for a deep and passionate kiss. “So, we have a few more hours, maybe we can go another round…or three…maybe five…” Luna blushed, giggling.

“You’re so insatiable.” Luna giggled, only to kiss at her husband again. “So am I…and I’m so very, very horny.”

Joka’la laughed, rolling about to get up. Shifting himself, he moved until he was at the end of the bed, and between his wife’s legs. Licking his lips, he reached down, grabbing at the many toys. Pulling them out one at a time, he savored the sweet sounds of her moans, and when the last toy was removed, Luna’s pussy clamped shut. Chuckling, he reached down and started to stroke his cock.

“Looks like you’re good and wet.” Joka’la chuckled, wiggling himself closer, laying his cock gently over his lover’s pussy. “Good thing we have plenty of time.”

“Good.” Luna cooed, her hand reaching up to the collar around her neck. “Cause your slave wants more of her master’s cock.” Joka’la smirked, and the two shared a passionate kiss.