The harem had gotten Spike out of the house relatively easily the next day, leaving him to walk around Ponyville doing chores for Twilight. In what was a return to form for Spike, who was much more used to his role as Twilight's number one assistant than as a sex slave, they found themselves shopping around Ponyville for food, quills and other odds and ends. A task Spike found quite relaxing what with the lack of ethical considerations and the relative stability.

Yet it wasn’t all the same, despite his efforts to convince Twilight otherwise she insisted on carrying levitating all the luggage. Whilst as a kid Spike may have protested having to be the one to carry everything around, now that Twilight was offering he mostly just felt awkward.

“Are you sure you don’t want me to carry the stuff Twilight?” He asked again for what was possibly the seventh time, his hands awkwardly stuffed in his pockets for lack of anywhere else to put them.

“Of course Master, a slave shouldn’t have her Master do her work.” Twilight explained with a smile.

“I don’t mind.” Spike pointed out weakly but is was all for naught. They were after all already back at the Castle by now.

"After you Master." Twilight said, gesturing the door.

Shrugging Spike opened the door was nearly thrown off his feet by the sound that came from it.

“SURPRISE!”

At first Spike thought it was a normal surprise party, after all it wasn't as if they didn't get enough of them in Ponyville what with Pinkie being a resident there. The gigantic cake that could fit a stage inside, appeared in front of him, and banners and food decorated the hall.

But then there were the beds, cushions and curtains adorning the halls in a great variety of golds, greens and purples. Candles of lined the bookshelves, likely enchanted to prevent fire, filled the air with the scent of Jasmine and rose. Those candles were the only light in the room giving a dim, warm and secretive feel.

But of course that wasn’t what really stood out to Spike, what had stood out to him were the guests. Every member of his ‘harem’ were gathered there, even Fluttershy who wasn’t really a part of the harem but no pony questioned her appearance. Especially not with all of them dressed just as she was, as erotic Saddle Arabian concubines.

Cadence was at the head of the harem, with a wide smile on her face dressed in sheer black fabric that existed solely to accentuate her assets rather than conceal it.

"What's going on here?" Spike demanded, eyes darting around the room in confusion. Between Fluttershy's blushing figure donned in similar leaf green outfit, to Rainbow’s red one, to Gilda’s white outfit and Starlight’s silver, before finally darting back to Twilight who had used magic to change her outfit into a similar outfit. This one was gold.

“Master you can’t be harem master without having your own personal orgy every once in a while." Cadence said, pointing to what seemed to be some kind of throne. "Just sit down over and we'll provide you some entertainment.

Spike for his part found himself shaking, his eyes still darting in every direction, even as his dick harden and rose to full mast. This was wrong? Right? Surely in some way? Some kind of dream? Really he was just Twilight's helpful assistant, how did he end up in a harem? How was his life turning out this way?

Then again why was he complaining?

"So this throne then I guess you want me to sit on?” Spike asked as he made his way to it and sat down. “Now what?”

"Can't you use your imagination Master?" Starlight asked making her way around the behind his chair. "Aren't there any fantasies you want us to fulfil?”

“Perhaps our Master needs some inspiration.” Cadence suggested, before clamping a hand on the shoulders of both Fluttershy and Rainbow. Skyrocketing their arousal into the heavens, sending their faces into full aheago until they threw each other with Rainbow suckling Fluttershy's neck and sending them both tumbling to the floor. Spike's eyes fixed on the erotic display, stroking his mast as he did so.

"Come now what's the point of a harem Master if you have to jack yourself off?" Starlight asked before taking that dick into her own hands. "But do try and keep the cum bottled inside. It'd be a shame if you burst before your entertainment."

"Entertainment?" Spike asked looking around. "You mean apart from the whole harem and sex slaves.”

“Well what good is a harem without the dancing slave girl?” Cadence asked pointing at the cake.

"Dancing slave girl? So you lot have another girl for the harem." Spike noticed, looking up at the two Princesses who seemed to be in charge of the harem.

"You could say that, you see there's been a new escort and stripper service opening in Ponyville just recently. And we hired only the best." Twilight explained to him, causing Spike to frown.

"I didn't know Ponyville had a strip club.” Spike said, before he realised the size of the cake.

“It’s brand new, I ordered its creation yesterday." Twilight explained before leaning down, her large breasts pressing down into his shoulder causing his heart to skip a beat. "I had it created just for you Master."

"So I'm guessing she's in the cake." Spike said, nodding towards the gigantic cake.

"THAT'S RIGGHT!" Came a sing song voice from the cake before the top ripped off. A pink blur streamed through out, did a backflip and found herself standing on the top of the cake in what could only be considered a superhero pose. A pose that only served to expose the stripper further for she wore nothing but a ribbon. Leaving Spike to drool over her exposed private parts.

"Pinkie?" Spike gasped, earning a giggle from the party pony as she cartwheeled down to Spike's lap, bringing her face inches from Spike's. She was so very flexible.

"SURPRISE!" She sang, grasping Spike's cheeks and sandwiching him in her breasts. "I'm your new super duper, sexy stripper. Hired to bring joy and sexy fun times to your harem for as long as you like."

"But you work in Sugarcube Corner." Spike said, again taking great care not to turn the statement into an unnecessary question.

"And I still do silly. I'm the first Sugarcube Stripper Service, here to make you hot and happy." She explained with a bright grin, before doubling back. Pulling a pole out thin air and pinning it into the ground. "But I just have this tinny winy feeling Spike that you're going to be my bestest favourite customer."

"Are you sure?" Spike asked, before getting a rapid nod from Pinkie as she began to slide her ass along the poll seductively.

"Absolutely Spikey." Pinkie replied running her tongue along her lips. "In fact I think I'll offer services to you and other girls. I don't think there's another guy who can make me as happy as you can."

"Are there enough lesbians in Ponyville to let you stay in business?" Spike wondered, but Pinkie shot him a cheeky grin.

"There are now Spikey." Pinkie said with a laugh, as Spike kicked himself for his stupidity. To his right Cadence was starting to plan on how she might be able to get those lesbians to make certain Spike styled exceptions. Pinkie however was simply smiled at Spike. "Now sit back Spike, and let the entertainment... well entertain."

Author's Note

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