Spike leaned back on the throne with a content satisfied smile on his face. Beaming Pinkie started to play around on her poll, dancing around it seductively. Sometimes her body would squat down with her back to the pole, swaying side to side letting her tits jiggle and swerve in opposite directions, emphasising their size. Her cunt, prominently shown gyrated in small circles, just begging for Spike to grab by the thighs.

Before he had a chance though Pinkie had changed her tactics, pulling herself up to the top of the pole and dancing around it with a dexterity and flexibility beyond what any normal pony should be capable off. Trapping the pole between her thighs and spinning down the pole with her arms outstretched. This had the added effect of causing her barely supported breasts to slip out of the ribbons and smacking herself in the face.

"Ow." She giggled, clearly more amused than hurt from the hit.

Spike for his part didn't say anything, he was starting to feel almost dizzy. Pinkie' dancing was hypnotic, especially with the way her breasts jiggled as she danced. And her ass stood out as rotated around the pole, certain to make sure that Spike got an good view.

But Spike wasn't the only one who was enjoying the show, nor was it only the members of the harem. All of who were not busy servicing Spike or fucking each other were masturbating to the entertainment of Pinkie’s show. Outside they had a spy peeking through the window.

Rarity had warred with herself as to whether she could really bring herself to actually spy on Spike and her friends all throughout the day. But when the moment finally came she couldn’t control either her curiosity nor her paranoia. Was there a conspiracy? To take her dear Spikey Wikey away from her? Or a cruel joke? Were they mocking her and her fantasies? She didn’t choose them.

But when Rarity spied through the windows of the Castle of Friendship she couldn’t tell if she was awake. If this was a dream it would make a lot more sense, but if it was a dream she'd beg Luna to never let her wake up. For inside that room was her beloved, sexy Spike sat in a throne surronded by many of her friends. Dressed in outfits fitting of the sex slaves of a king. Gilda, Starlight, Rainbow, Fluttershy, even the Princesses Twilight and Cadence all slaving over each other in various acts of lust and debauchery. Their eyes darted between two objects of their desire, the first was their Master Spike, and the second was the entertainment for the evening. That being Pinkie dancing on a pole, and what a dancer she was. Rarity always knew the party pony was a skilled dancer but she never knew she could dance so... erotically.

Any anger or desire to stamp out what she saw before her she may have had died in an instant. Rarity only managed to conceal a squeal of perverted delight by clamping down on her lips tight enough to draw blood. Her knees buckled from the weight of her arousal as several gasps of delight pierced through her lips. Soon she was sinking to ground as her legs gave out, spreading outward as she relaxed on the grass. In an instant she cast a spell to let her see what was going on inside.

Pinkie was now stalking over to Spike, hips gyrating from side to side. Eyes half lidded and fixed on Spike, she was ready to take the entertainment up another level. Rarity could feel her heart hammer in her chest at what was coming. She knew the back of the castle where she sat was a place that was rarely frequented, and even then she wasn't sure she cared, so with trembling hands she unbuttoned her blouse and hiked up her skirt. Her fingers began to tease and caress her dripping cunt. Already teetering on the brink of an orgasm.

Back inside Pinkie had finished her dance, and the ribbons adorning her had fallen to the wayside. Now she stood just before him, in less than an arm's reach. Starlight had taken the hint and retreated from stroking Spike's cock and had settled to stroking her own clit. Spike had a stupid grin on his face as he looked up at Pinkie towering over him with wild, wild smile.

"Ready for some games Master Spikey? Or perhaps a really special dance?" Pinkie asked, body to swaying to the beat, causing her larges tits to swerve left to right, left to right.

"Special dance? What does that entail?"

"Let me show." Pinkie replied, before jumping on his lap. His cock that had been strained to standing tally was forced straight, lining Pinkie's cunt and ass crack. Her strong thighs reached around his legs, pulling them in close whilst her hands pinches his shoulders as she let out of laugh of ecstasy before rolling her head back around to look Spike in the eye.

"This is my special dance Master Spikey." She said before beginning to massage her groin against his cock. Spike's hands lunged around to reach around her ass and pulled her in close. Pinkie took the opportunity to plant several kisses all over his face, his neck and his shoulders. "I want you to eat me."

She was vibrating like a sex toy now, kneading Spike's steel hard cock between two walls of soft sexy flesh. Her hips twisted and turned, this way and that, almost squeezing him to full burst. Bending back, supported by only one arm around Spike's neck, Pinkie was shaking her tits, never quite letting Spike forgetting just how big and sexy they were. In a moment of instinct Spike seized both tits and kneaded them in his hands. They were soft like jello, they gave way easily to his hands, causing an ear piercing squeals of delight to erupt from her as she was brought to orgasm.

"Hope you're not done yet Pinkie, I've still got to cum." Spike said, not letting up on his pounding of his tits. Outside Rarity too was hoping this wouldn't end so soon. She'd never seen this side to Spike before in sex, a side that gave into his domineering draconic instinct. His adorable, boyish side was seemingly completely hidden behind a domineering, powerful and lustful Master. It made her all the wetter, as she wished she could march in there and prostrate herself as another of his harem. No the greatest of his slaves, she wished she fuck him like none other, the diamond in his horde. But still something held her back. Fear, fear that Spike would reject her, if he loved her like this, if he truly shared her fantasy why had he not told her. But those fears were shoved to the back of her mind, as she dug into her cunt all the more.

Back inside Pinkie was certainly not done. "You think I'm tired, after one tiny winy orgasm?"

She threw herself into the air and Spike's cock was finally free to stand up like a tent pole. With expert grace, and a skill beyond even trained athletes Pinkie fell back down. Her pussy falling onto his cock, and swallowing deep inside her stretching her walls with a lovely bulge. Accompanied with a shriek of joy from both slave and Master.

She began humping Spike, desperate to bring him to orgasm and relief. A relief that was very close for the dragon, but he still had one card left to play. He dived forward, seizing a tit in each hand and pushing together. As Pinkie let out an 'eep' in shock he started to suck on each tit one at a time.

"What are you doing?"

"Just what you asked me to do. To eat you. Are you lactating?" Spike asked with a cheeky grin. He then realised what he said, but overcome with his lustful draconic instinct he doubled down. "Do you lactate all the time? Is your breast milk the best milk in all of Equestria? Does suckling it make you extra horny?"

Pinkie was now unable to form, only emitting squeaky moans of lust into the air, as her hands held onto Spike's thighs for dear life. Still rocking his cock, she began to sway from an dizzying lustful high. Spike for his part dived back in, gurgling the creamy, soft texture of her pink udders, he suspected there would be some new treats in Pinkie's collection.

And with that thought he finally shot a white creamy loud of his own in her cunt, so much so that a good chunk of it oozed back out. With Fluttershy taking the opportunity to wrap her lips around Spike's delicious cum. As Pinkie lay on the ground exhausted Starlight crawled over her, looking to her Master she pointed at her cutie mark.

"May I Master?"

Curious, Spike grinned lewdly. "Go ahead."

Starlight's horn lit up, and Pinkie's Cutie Mark, and truest self changed. Her new mark was that of a stripper's pole, with a silhoutte of a very sexy, buxom and lustful dancer. Pinkie's destiny had been irreversably changed to that of a lewd stripper and escort forever. Satisfied Spike looked around the group and smiled.

"Party's not over yet girls. The night's still young."

Author's Note

Voting time again. Applejack will be added to the list along with a DEAGED and YOUNGER Granny Smith.

Vote for next harem member here: https://strawpoll.com/polls/kogjvADLKg6

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