The Ponyville Public-Use Pillory 2: More than the Mane 6

"No Parking!"

The sign spelled the ordinance out in bold letters, posted by the curb in front of Sugar Cube Corner. But The Great and Powerful Trixie had worked up a great and powerful appetite after lugging her wagon around all day. She looked around and saw there wasn't anypony around to write her a ticket.

She unhitched herself from the wagon. "Okay, I'm just going to park here for a minute while I buy some snacks! I'll be in and out before anypony notices. How much trouble could I possibly get in?" The magician put a block behind the rear wheel to keep it from rolling downhill as she trotted away.

As she entered the store, Snips and Snails rounded the corner. "Whoa, look," Snips cried, "It's Trixie's wagon! Maybe we can get her to sign an autograph for us!"

"Or maybe give us some fireworks!" Snails added, the two of them running at full gallop to the illegally parked wagon.

They pounded on the door with their hooves, yelling, "Trixie, come out! We want an autograph!" The force of their blows on the door pushed the wagon just hard enough that the wheel slipped over the block that held it in place. The colts noticed the wagon slowly rolling away from them.

"Uh-oh," they groaned in unison as the wagon built up speed, its wheels squeaking as it sailed downhill. Realizing they had better not be around for the consequences, they raced back around the corner.

Trixie left Sugar Cube Corner, dropping her snacks when she saw the empty curb. "Where the hay did my wagon go?" she asked aloud, looking for the wayward wagon. When she saw it careening uncontrollably downhill, her blood ran cold. Ponies screamed, diving out of the way as the wooden vehicle hurtled toward them.

"It must be the biggest apple in the history of Equestria!" Rarity announced.

Everypony stared in awe at Applejack's entry for the Equestria Agricultural Expo. The apple was the size of a small cottage, dwarfing the ponies that gawked at it in amazement. It was a perfect specimen in every way: red, shiny, and smooth, without a single blemish from blight or bugs.

"I didn't think it was scientifically possible for an apple to grow this big," Twilight noted. "This can't be a natural phenomenon."

"Maybe the magic of Applejack's apple cutie mark made it possible?" Starlight offered.

Twilight shrugged. "That sounds plausible enough. Sure, why not."

The ponies were too distracted by the apple to notice Trixie's runaway wagon until it was too late. Trixie screamed, "Look out!" just in time for everypony to turn and see the speeding vehicle zooming straight toward the poor, defenseless apple.

*KER-SPLAT!*

The wagon plowed into the apple, sending a spray of juice from the wounded fruit. The crash left a gaping crater in one side of the apple, with the rear of the wagon sticking out of the torn flesh, its rear axle still spinning.

"Trixie, what have you done!?" Starlight screamed. Everypony stared accusingly at Trixie.

Everypony but Applejack. The poor farmpony was too shell-shocked, muttering to herself in denial, "I can fix this. I mean, maybe if I cover up the wrecked wagon with some red paint, nopony will notice!"

Her hopes of salvaging the apple went up in flames as the mountain of illegal fireworks Trixie kept in her wagon detonated.

*BOOOM!!!*

The earth-shattering explosion explosion was heard all across town. The shockwave shattered sent everypony hurtling back, tumbling head-over-flank. Every window in town shattered. And Applejack's record-breaking apple was blasted into a billion pieces.

After the ringing in their ears stopped, everypony heard Applejack screaming in despair, covered in applesauce. "You maniacs! You blew it up! Damn you...Damn you all to hell!"

When Trixie's eyes met Twilight Sparkle's condemning glare, the show pony knew exactly what her punishment would be.

Trixie spat on the ground, trying in vain to get the taste of cum out of her mouth. Her first visitors of the day had been Snips and Snails. The miserable brats admitted to her that they were responsible for the wagon running amok. Trixie was still on the hook for illegal parking and illegal fireworks, sure, but those two bore the brunt of the responsibility for her situation.

They had the nerve to act magnanimous about their apology, ignoring the minor detail that they hadn't bothered to admit their role in the disaster to Twilight Sparkle, or anypony else. They even took a turn with Trixie in the pillory after, although they barely lasted five seconds before firing off in her mouth.

Trixie grimaced as another pair of stallions trotted up to her. "My, my! What do we have here?" asked the one on the left.

"Well, brother-of-mine, it seems to me like the Great and Powerful Trixie has switched to turning great and powerful tricks on the street corner!" laughed the one on the right. "Oh, how the mighty hath fallen!"

Flim and Flam were in town again. The two jerks gleefully lorded Trixie's punishment over her. Flim teased, "Some magician she is. She can't even do a simple escape from those stocks!"

The nerve! The Great and Powerful Trixie could have escaped the stocks easily. It would be a simple enough escape trick, but then she'd be a fugitive from Ponyville's law.

Flam haughtily huffed, "It's a shame to see how badly her career has gone since she left our employ. It goes to show--"

Trixie interjected, "Do you two want something, or are you just going to talk all day?"

The brothers blinked, unaccustomed to their rambling tirades being interrupted. "How rude," Flim declared, "Some ponies have no appreciation for preamble!"

"No appreciation for panache!" Flam added. "I can see why she had to get a new job as a guidance counselor. She has no mind for showponyship!"

"Well, let's show her how it's done. How about it, Trixie? What do you say we teach you a new magic trick? You can be our assistant."

"Of course, to do a trick, a magician needs a good, strong wand!"

Flim and Flam flaunted their cocks at her. The scam artists were identical twins, impossible to tell apart except for their voices and their facial hair...and their cocks, apparently. Flim's cock was long and curved, bowing down before curving smoothly upward. Flam, meanwhile, had a thicket of curly red pubic hair around his cock. It covered his base like an echo of the bushy porn-stache on his lip.

"For our first trick, we'll make our dicks disappear!" Flim announced. He pranced behind her, leaving Flam in front of her with his hairy cock.

Trixie scrunched her snout up in disgust. She didn't like Flim or Flam one bit, and she certainly didn't like their cocks! She opened her mouth to tell them just that, but Flam took the opportunity to silence her by filling it with his erection. At the same instant, Flim plunged his curved cock into Trixie's cunny, spreading her sensitive walls.

"Ta-da!" Flim and Flam chirped in unison. Trixie gagged on the sleazy stallion's dick. The musky smell of his pubes overpowered her as his crotch pressed into her nose. Hadn't he heard of man-scaping? The bristly hair made her nose itch, like kissing a stallion with a moustache. Flam didn't seem to mind Trixie's discomfort, fucking her mouth with his hairy cock.

Behind her, Flim plowed her pussy, making wet sounds as his cock burrowed into her. "Well, I think we've found Trixie's true calling," Flim jeered as his tip spread her open. "She might be a lousy magician, but she's great at fucking!"

"Powerful at sucking!" Flam added.

Together, they said, "She's great and powerful at fucking and sucking!" They laughed at their crappy joke while Trixie's cheeks burned with embarrassment. She felt only contempt for Flim and Flam. Ponies weren't supposed to carry grudges based on what happened in the pillory, but Trixie privately vowed to get even with the two jerks. It was one thing to DP her, spitroasting her on their cocks, but to insult her magic shows? Some things were off-limits!

Before long, the two stallions got to their final strokes. As she heard their heavy breathing, Trixie rolled her eyes. Of course, these douchebags wouldn't even last long enough to properly please a mare.

"Get ready for the grand finale!" Flim announced. They counted down together, "Three...two...one..."

*Splooge!*

The brothers orgasmed at precisely the same moment. Two streams of cum blasted into Trixie, filling her from both ends with perfect synchronicity. The sudden infusion of warmth made her moan despite herself, humming around Flam's shaft. All the while, Flim and Flam kept pushing deep inside her, keeping her holes stuffed with their flared cocks.

Flim's cock seemed to curve even harder, stretching her walls apart as it flexed inside her. Flam's cock brushed her tonsils, forcing her to gag. As if things couldn't get any worse, the reflex made her cough up a spray of Flam's sticky spunk that immediately splattered into his pubes. It looked like when somepony with a moustache had a particularly messy sneeze.

"There you have it! Another spectacular showing by the Flim-Flam brothers!" Flim boasted, the ecstasy of orgasm barely touching his voice.

"I have to say, Trixie was a wonderful lay," Flam declared as he pulled his member free from Trixie. A spider web of cum connected his hairy crotch to her mouth. To Trixie's dismay, he used her cape as a rag to wipe himself clean before continuing, "Here's an idea: We'll rehire her at the casino. She can be our headlining act, on the condition she shows our VIP guests as good a time as she just showed us!"

"A splendid idea," Flim agreed, "And of course, we'd get to fuck her any time we wanted! What do you say, Trixie? Do you want to come to Las Pegasus and be our little showgirl slut?"

"Not if you were the last stallions in Equestria!" Trixie growled.

"Pity. If you change your mind, here's our card!" Flim took out a business card and slid it into Trixie's crack before trotting away, leaving the Great and Powerful Trixie to seethe.

Trixie knew the public's opinion of her wasn't too high. Of course, she had tried to enslave Ponyville that one time, but that wasn't her fault, it was that accursed alicorn amulet! But the reputation she'd managed to cobble together by becoming a reputable citizen of Ponyville was swiftly being undone as everypony saw her in the pillory, cum leaking from both ends.

For such a friendly little town, Ponyville had a nasty rumor mill. She saw them staring, whispering, judging. Mares and stallions gossiped about her, just loud enough to hear.

"Didn't I always tell you that she was a trouble-maker"

"Just when she seemed to have changed, she's back to her old ways!"

"Should somepony with such poor character really be working as a guidance counselor?"

Most ponies were at least polite enough to talk about her behind her back. It was pretty pompous to insult a mare to her face, even if she was in the pillory. Unfortunately, Trixie knew some stallions that were just that pompous.

Chancellor Neighsay trotted up to the pillory, looking down on Trixie. After an appraising look, his face scrunched into a condescending pout. Clearly, he was unimpressed.

"Now, this is a disappointment. When it came across my desk that the School of Friendship's guidance counselor was serving a sentence in the Ponyville Public Use Pillory, I wanted to believe there was some mistake. After all, when you were hired, and I pointed out your history of using magic for heinous purposes, I was assured you were completely reformed. Yet, here you are."

Trixie groaned, "Oh, come on! It was just a parking violation!"

"Be that as it may," he continued, undeterred, "you are a representative of your school! Even if it isn't accredited by the Equestrian Education Association, you have a responsibility to set a good example for the students."

Trixie rolled her eyes in response. "It's a little hard to take your lecture on public morals seriously while you're popping a boner."

Sure enough, the chancellor's stallionhood hung hard and proud under him. The coal black horsecock throbbed out from his grey sheath. Popping a boner did nothing to undermine the chancellor's lecture, however. Quite the opposite, actually.

He explained, his voice dripping with condescension, "Ms. Lulamoon, the Ponyville Public-Use Pillory is an important part of Equestria's history. This method of punishment traces back to our nation's earliest antiquity. I have no qualms with its use." As his erection grew to its full size, he mounted the front of the stocks. His cock loomed over Trixie, casting a shadow over her face. He added, "Nor do I find any objection with using it myself, given the opportunity."

Whatever counter-arguments Trixie had got cut off as Chancellor Neighsay plunged his cock down her throat, using his magic to hold her mouth wide open. Her throat bulged as the stern stallion's dick surged past her lips. Her eyes watered from the strain as her jaw stretched to its limit.

Despite the lewd scene he was creating, Neighsay had no issue continuing his lecture while facefucking Trixie. "Equestria's educators must be held to the highest moral standard. Should they fail to meet it, the public must be made aware that the offending pony is being punished properly. If I can do some small part to aid in that punishment, then so be it."

Yeah, you're a real martyr, fucking my face like this, Trixie thought. The chancellor went balls-deep down her throat. He built up a steady rhythm, pummeling her uvula like a punching bag. It was a sloppy blowjob, and the involuntary contractions of her throat made Trixie let out ungodly, guttural noises.

"*Glorck*, *glorck*, *glorck!*"

Chancellor Neighsay reprimanded her, "Ms. Lulamoon, please do try to take your punishment with grace. At least, what little you can manage."

Trixie snorted in annoyance. Everypony's a critic. Neighsay had some nerve to reprimand her for not looking graceful while his cock was buried so deep in her gullet it was practically fucking her stomach!

When his orgasm finally hit, Chancellor Neighsay simply gritted his teeth, barely groaning as a deluge of sperm glugged out of his cock. The stallion managed to look uptight even as he busted a nut. Rope after rope of cum poured into Trixie's tummy. Her eyes bulged as Neighsay extracted his member, hot and sticky with Trixie's thrussy-juice. Just before popping the flared head free, he sprayed one last burst of jizz into her mouth.

Arching an eyebrow, Chancellor Neighsay asked Trixie, "So, have you learned your lesson?"

In response, Trixie opened her mouth. No words came out, only a sloppy slurry of jizz and saliva.

"Ugh." Neighsay grimaced as the mixture poured onto the ground. "How unseemly." The chancellor trotted away, shaking his head in disapproval while his big, hefty balls swung beneath him. Trixie could tell she'd be in for a long, humiliating day.