Imperious Assertions

Bursting to the water’s surface, Celestia flicked the dampened mane from her face, opened her eyes, and drew a breath. She’d had a full week of meetings, paperwork, and arbitrary ceremonies to attend to - that was before she’d received a sudden and wholly unexpected invitation via magically-sent scroll. No sooner did her eyes dance over the parchment, than she told her assistant, Raven, to cancel her appointments and clear her calendar for the next few days. Be darned if she’d planned on skipping work to have some fun, but the circumstances were too good to pass up.

After hastily packing her bags, being sure to stow several bottles of lube and some sex-toys, she teleported herself off to the glimmering seaside village of Sapphire Shoals. A miniature vacation would be absolutely fantastic, in and of itself, but it got so much better than that - not because of her destination but because of whom had invited her. As she placed her feet on the bottom of the pool, rising out of the water to her full height, she looked over and smiled.

Adorned in a relatively modest two-piece bikini, sunning herself in a chair, lounged none other than Princess Cadance. It’d been nearly a month since the young alicorn’s honeymoon, and almost two weeks since they’d spoken, so paying her personal plaything a visit was long overdue. Ever since she’d started fooling around with the girl, she’d abstained from getting off by herself, leaving her plump, weighty nuts absolutely brimming with seed.

It wasn’t like she wanted to be pent-up so often, but she couldn’t help it. After tasting the forbidden fruit that was Princess Cadance, her hand, toys, or even other mares couldn’t compare. The buxom alicorn was the only pony she’d ever met who could endure the full might of her sexual prowess, so she’d unwittingly cursed herself by ever bedding the mare. With a heavy sigh, as she moved to step out of the pool, a splash of water caused her to shiver.

“Getting out already?” Shining laughed, wading over to her.

She forced a smile and nodded, her mood darkening ever so slightly. “For the time being. I believe a few of the other vacationers may be a bit too distracted by my presence…”

Peeking down at herself, she scrunched her snout. Perhaps a sling bikini, one which barely managed to conceal her impressive bust and or the utterly titanic swell of her package, wasn’t the best idea - nevertheless, she wasn’t truly bothered by all the attention she’d been getting. She’d long since gotten used to ponies gawking at her, what with being the oldest Princess in all the land, but being an exceptionally well-endowed dickmare didn’t help matters much on that front.

As she stepped out of the pool and crossed to Cadance, she snatched her towel from the chair she’d left it in. “Thanks again for this little getaway. I presume you wanted some extra company?”

To accentuate her unspoken point, she ran the towel down her abdomen and over the swell at her groin. There was only one reason the girl would ask her to come, and both of them knew exactly what it was. As loving of a husband as Shining Armor was, there wasn’t a pony in the whole wide world who could deliver amorous devastation like she could.

“W…well,” Cadance uneasily began, licking her lips as she tore her eyes off the woman’s package, “we just thought you’d l…like to get some fresh air.”

Inching closer to the little alicorn, hooking a thumb over the fabric at her waist, she pulled on her bikini just enough to reveal the dark, girthy root of her flaccid cock. “Well I really do appreciate it. Do we have any plans for the evening or are we going to relax by the pool until I lower the sun?”

The look of barely restrained lust on Cadance’s face was priceless. She’d only arrived just over an hour ago, having greeted the newlyweds and changed for a quick dip, and she could already tell why she’d been summoned. She may have been suffering from a glaring lack of action, but she wasn’t the only one in that unfortunate boat; given all the young Princess had nobody to sate her urges, other than her woefully ill-equipped husband, she realized the lass wanted a good lay just as much as she did.

The buxom alicorn shook her head, as she slowly reached for her crotch. “We were going to go out to dinner in a bit - other than that, we didn’t have anything in mind.”

“That’s perfect,” Celestia hummed, turning back toward the pool. “Shining, if you don’t mind, I’ll be borrowing your wife until dinner. We’ve got some girl stuff to do - no boys aloud.”

The Prince smiled innocently and waved, completely oblivious to where the Princesses’ intentions lay. “Go ahead! I’ll meet you two at that hippogriff sushi bar at six ~ does that work for you?”

“Works for me!” Cadance bleated, her cheeks darkening as she looked up to the towering dickmare.

Grinning from ear to ear, Celestia offered her hand to the girl. “Well that settles it! How about we go change and then do a bit of shopping.”

Pulling her lover to her feet, she guided the voluptuous alicorn to and into the resort’s clubhouse. The retreat that Cadance and Shining were visiting was fantastic, being both seaside and wondrously lavish, yet she couldn’t have cared less about the accommodations. As soon as they were within the cool structure, away from prying eyes, she slammed the Princess of Love against a row of lockers and jammed her tongue into the girl’s muzzle.

To Tartarus with it - while there was an argument to be made for finding a bed to properly rut her mate on, her impatience got the better of her. Keeping one hand on the mare’s shoulder, she shamelessly reached into the alicorn’s bikini. As she’d fully expected, but was pleased to discover nonetheless, Cadance was positively drenched.

“It took that little to get you this wet ~ eh?” she chuckled, breaking their kiss.

Her blush growing deeper by the second, Cadance gently palmed and squeezed the stallionhood struggling against Cadance’s swimsuit. “I…I can’t help it.”

“Tell me,” Celestia pressed, slipping two fingers into the girl, “tell me why you can’t help it.”

Hauling her cock free and into the cool air, stroking her off without a care in the world, the girl swallowed hard. “You’re just so big and beautiful. If…if I’d known you were this incredible, I…”

Though she paused, waiting for the mare to continue, the air stayed still and silent. She could have let matters lay, or easily goaded her mate into getting down to business, but that wasn’t what she wanted. Leaning in, she breathed hotly on the shivering, flustered alicorn’s ear.

“Say it…” she whispered, shifting her hand to caress the girl’s clit.

“I would have married you instead…” Cadance faintly murmured.

“Louder,” Celestia demanded, rearing back and pulling her hands free.

As her eyes widened in shock, the trembling mare did something quite surprising. She didn’t say a word, failing to repeat herself, but what she did spoke volumes. Stepping away from the locker at her back, she turned in place, bent forward, and slipped her thumbs into the waistband of her thong. As she pulled the article down her legs, giving the woman a picture perfect view of her shapely ass, taut backdoor, and winking, slavering marehood, she cast her eyes to the ground.

Celestia eyed her lover’s nethers, feeling blood rush into her swelling length, but she didn’t make a move. She’d asked a question, and she was determined to get an answer. Remaining where she stood, flexing her pelvis and causing her dick to bob in the cool air, she crossed her arms under her bosoms and gave an annoyed snort. Regardless of how enticing Cadance’s offer was, she wasn’t going to do a darn thing until the slatternly alicorn spoke up.

Cadance glanced from the dickmare’s imposing tool and up to her face, while a bead of sweat rolled down her temple. “I thought that -”

“If you want this,” Celestia interrupted, grabbing the base of her dick, “you’ll do what I asked and repeat yourself. I want you to say it…”

“I…I said,” the girl falteringly began, reaching back to prize the cheeks of her ass apart, “I said that I would have married you. You’re better than Shining - no, any stallion could ever dream to be, and I would have started a family with you.”

“Would have?” the diarch scoffed, reaching out and clutching the mare’s wrists. “Would implies I can’t put a foal in you, if I haven’t done that already. Trust me, my seed is potent and thick enough to wipe out any trace of Shining’s essence - as if he was strong enough to knock you up anyways.”

To hammer her point home, she shuffled closer and kissed the tip of her length to Cadance’s drooling entrance. Though they stood in the middle of the locker room, and there was no door to keep anyone from walking in on them, her patience was at an end. On the off chance that someone did wind up disturbing them, that would only be a minor inconvenience - after all, who would believe the word of some commoner against two Princesses. Pleased with the girl’s admission, she snickered softly to herself.

“Please…” Cadance breathed, rocking back and attempting to impale herself.

Just as eager to begin as her mate, Celestia grabbed the Princess’ hips, steadied herself, and plunged into Cadance’s hot, snug depths. The mare felt as incredible as ever, possibly because it had been some time since they’d shared an intimate moment, but the physical sensations were only one blissful element to the exchange. As she steadily buried her length, only stopping when her nuts slapped against her lover’s engorged clit, a guttural groan cut through the air.

Cadance braced her forearms against the lockers and rolled her hips forward and back, unabashedly fucking herself on the towering dickmare. “Gods, yes,” she shudderingly sighed, her eyelids fluttering.

Reining herself in, Celestia didn’t budge. She had been about to rut the girl senseless, but seeing just how desperate the nubile Princess was gave her an idea. Giving her mate’s ass a firm smack, she pulled the mare’s tail aside and turned her gaze downward. Taking control was all well and good, but enjoying the show would make for a splendid opening act.

“If you want it that badly,” she muttered, hauling on the alicorn’s dock, “milk my dick like you mean it.”

Without saying a word, the breath hitching in her throat, Cadance redoubled her efforts. It was as amazing as it was sad; now that she was married, and even before then, she’d only had Shining to turn to for sexual relief - that was until that fateful night at the party. After getting her first experience of what it was really like to be fucked, it would have been impossible for her to enjoy anything other than the biggest, most beautiful, and exquisite lover in all the land.

Celestia snorted, her eyes glued to the mare’s clinging entrance, as her hands wandered up to the girl’s waist. Try as she might, she could only take a passive role for so long. She was a divine she-stud, larger and more powerful than practically any other creature in existence, and it was her right - no, her duty to sow her seed with mares she found worthy.

Getting the girl’s timing down, she rammed her hips forward and gave her first true thrust. Cadance howled to the heavens, baptizing her groin in scalding nectar, but that wasn’t going to stop her - if anything, it stoked the fires of her passion. She’d been called on to sate the girl’s urges, she’d been teased and abandoned her duties as a favor, so they were only going to stop when she was fully satisfied.

A second thrust followed the first, then a second and a third, until she was pounding into the whimpering, trembling mare like the deity she was. If they’d had more time or been in a proper room, she may have taken her time and been a bit more tender with her ministrations, yet that wasn’t the case. She wished to breed her mate and assert her dominance, Cadance wanted to be plowed and subjugated by her stud - it was as simple as that.

The air steamed around their bodies, wails and brutish snorts echoed off the tiled walls, and the heady scent of musk permeated the room, as the pair of royals were reduced to little more than two aroused animals - still, as engrossed as Celestia was, she took one small precaution. A silencing spell hung over the chamber, shielding the ears of anyone outside from the randy ruckus, purely as an insurance policy. Though she could deal with any interlopers easily enough, either through bribery or simply asking the intruder to keep their mouth shut, a touch of caution couldn’t hurt anything.

“Right there!” Cadance blared, arching her back.

Feeling her cock pounding against the girl’s cervix, Celestia immediately realized what her lover yearned for. They were like yin and yang, virility and fertility, so it only made sense that their longings ran parallel. Bracing her legs, she draped herself over Cadance’s back, steadied herself, and drove her stallionhood straight into the mare’s womb.

“You want it, don’t you?” she grunted, jackhammering her mate with all the speed and force she could muster.

Practically sobbing, Cadance frantically nodded her head. “Yes, I want a foal - your foal! Knock me up and make me your broodmare!”

The plea was music to Celestia’s ears and pushed her past the point of no return. For the girl to openly say it, to beg to be impregnated, may have been the most arousing thing she’d ever heard in her millennia-old life. Reaching around her lover’s torso, blindly groping the girl’s tits, she grabbed Cadance’s nipples and pulled.

Her timing couldn’t have been more perfect, or perhaps she’d just gotten lucky - regardless, just as cum surged through her flaring stallionhood, the adulterous Princess was stricken with a cataclysmic climax. Sending Cadance about to collapse, she pulled her lover into a standing position and craned her neck to the side. Sure enough, fighting through the ecstasy or her own orgasm, she watched her mate’s abdomen gradually distend under the weight of her prolific load.

She had no way to tell for certain, but she had to be pumping close to a liter of thick, creamy spunk straight into the mare’s foal-factory. Given how productive she was, and the increasing frequency she creampied Cadance, there was a very good chance that their fooling around would eventually bear fruit, but she could cross that bridge if or when she came to it. For the time being, succumbing to her rapture, she relished the moment and rode out her climax along with her lover.

As the pair grew still, heaving air into their lungs, they euphorically locked eyes and kissed. Spontaneous circumstances and rather questionable surroundings notwithstanding, there was something more to their budding relationship than just lust. Even if neither had fully admitted it, a romantic spark had been kindled with them.

“Clench,” Celestia flatly instructed, hauling her softening length free from the girl’s snug confines.

Doing as instructed, Cadance bore down, wrung the final drops of cum free from the woman’s shaft, and trapped nearly all the potent jizz within herself. Any ordinary mare wouldn’t have been able to follow the instructions, let alone remain standing after such an encounter, but she wasn’t an ordinary mare by any means. Beautiful, graceful, and charming to a fault, the Princess of Love was the embodiment of her title and one of, if not the only girl worthy of Celestia’s affection.

Slipping one of the unsteady alicorn’s arms over her shoulder, the diarch guided her mate toward the showers. “I was serious about what I said earlier,” she noted, drawing a curious look from her beleaguered plaything. “After we get cleaned up, we’ll go out shopping and then meet Shining for dinner.”

“Are you looking for something specific?” Cadance weakly countered, her knees buckling. “There are several nice shops on the seafront.”

A wolfish smirk split Celestia’s muzzle, as she suppressed a snicker. “You’ll see. I’d rather not spoil the surprise…”

After showering and drying off with her mate, she teleported them to their rooms, one after the other, to get changed for their impending outing. While they got dressed, chatting about what they’d been up to, the state of their kingdoms, and interesting events that they’d been involved with, their raging libidos grew tempered by the friendship they’d held for years. While it was true that they were clandestine lovers, they’d been quite close for ages.

As she rested on the side of Cadance’s bed, having donned a comfortable pair of shorts and a t-shirt, she watched the mare slip into a simple sundress. Even when the demure Princess wasn’t trying to be alluring, she was captivating. The way she moved, her genteel laugh, and her bewitching eyes were beyond reproach. She’d never thought about it until relatively recently, what with the disparity of their ages and the conflicting interest of their titles, yet she’d started to regret not courting the girl decades ago.

“Are you ready?” Cadance softly inquired, extending a hand and shaking her from her thoughts.

“Hmmm? Oh, yes, of course,” Celestia quietly huffed, standing and sending power into her horn. “Is there anywhere you’d like to go?”

The mare shook her head and grinned, plastering herself to the woman’s side. “Not in particular, but I am curious to find out what you were looking for.”

Smiling and giving a small nod, Celestia teleported them to the bustling boardwalk in the center of town. The surprise she’d hinted at wasn’t anything important or consequential by any means, yet she’d been inspired to seek out the bauble after reading about a positively scandalous tryst between a landlord and a tenant. Lifting a hand and shading her eyes, scanning the boulevard of shops, she guided her paramour to a cafe.

The next two hours were pleasant - not thrilling or particularly enthralling by any means, purely pleasant and relaxed. She bought coffees for Cadance and herself, they wandered through a number of boutiques, and even visited a cliche beach-side novelty shop full of surfing equipment. For all intents and purposes, for anyone looking at them, they would have appeared to be on an honest to goodness date.

“Tia,” Cadance bleated, stopping in her tracks and plucking a shirt from an outdoor display, “you’d look so cute in this!”

Celestia turned and inspected the garment, simultaneously knitting her brow and struggling not to grin. The shirt in the girl’s grasp was as absurd as it was endearing, giving her a moment for pause. Lacking any designs whatsoever, the article sported two words over the chest - Beach Stud. It was obvious that the garment wasn’t designed or marketed towards mares but - well, she wasn’t like most mares in the hardware department.

“You know what, I think I’ll…” she fell silent, glancing over and spotting just what she’d been looking for inside the shop. “You wait right here and don’t budge. I’ll be right back.”

Carrying the shirt in with herself, she snatched up her prize, promptly bought both items, snuck into a fitting room, and changed into her newly purchased garment. Though the article was a bit snug in the chest, making her tits look positively massive, she wasn’t bothered in the slightest. If her mate thought she’d look cute in it, the least she could do was wear it for an afternoon.

Turning to face the entrance, seeing the diarch walking outside, Cadance beamed. “Hey ~ it really does look cute on you.”

“Thanks,” Celestia began, feeling a warmth creep into her face. “Close your eyes for one second,” she softly added. Waving a hand in front of the girl’s muzzle, ensuring her eyes were really closed, she leaned in and gingerly affixed her little investment around the mare’s neck. “There…”

Cadance opened her eyes and turned to face the storefront window. “You didn’t!”

“I did,” Celestia chuckled, walking up behind and nonchalantly squeezing the girl’s tush. “Tell me it isn’t fitting.”

“It looks fantastic!” Cadance exclaimed, running her finger along the pink leather choker.

Celestia couldn’t help but smile. The collar, emblazoned with golden letters that spelled out Princess, was too perfect and the perfect accessory for her lover. She’d been meaning to get the girl something to wear, a subtle mark of their dynamic, but she’d specifically waited for just the right moment to act on her impulses. Slipping her hand from the mare’s tush, up her side, and around to one breast, she nodded approvingly.

“Let’s go do some window shopping until we head to that restaurant,” she noted. “Who knows, maybe something will catch our eyes.”

Clinging to the woman’s side, Cadance rubbed her face on the dickmare’s arm. “I think something already caught mine…”

As they lazily moved down the boulevard, killing their time by checking out the occasional shop, Celestia was reminded exactly why she’d gravitated toward the curvaceous Princess. Not only was Cadance very, very easy on the eyes, but she was a bright, sunny breath of fresh air; her good nature and wit were complimented by her incredible looks and godly physique, making the diarch pine for her all the more. The pair laughed and chatted without a care in the world, savoring one another’s company, until the chime of the town’s clocktower reminded them of the hour.

Looking over and seeing the time, Cadance scrunched her snout. “I could have sworn it wasn’t as late as it is…”

“You know what they say ~ ‘time flies’,” Celestia sighed. “At least we’ll get a pleasant meal this afternoon.”

Slowly, almost reluctantly, they shifted course and made a beeline toward the exotic eatery. It only took the pair a few minutes to reach their destination, rounding a corner to find not only the restaurant itself but Shining lounging just outside the entrance. As the stallion spotted them, he got to his feet and jogged in their direction.

“There you are! I was starting to wonder if you’d run off with my wife,” he snickered, smirking up at the elder Princess.

Tightening her grasp on Cadance’s ass, ensuring Shining couldn’t see the move, Celestia giggled. “I would never do such a thing. Shall we?” she asked, nodding to the entrance.

Turning his attention over to his wife, Shining grabbed Cadance’s hand and eyed the choker around her neck. “I love the little collar!”

“T…thanks,” Cadance murmured, brushing a bang from her face. “Let’s get going. I’m starving.”

No sooner had the trio seen themselves inside than the staff saw them to a table, delivered a bottle of wine, and began giving recommendations for various dishes. It was relatively uncommon to serve a single Princess, let alone two and a Prince, so they received the finest service available. The fanfare, while appreciated, was an all too common occurrence for the three of them, so they politely thanked their host, made their orders, and made themselves comfortable. The trio idly chatted about this or that, subjects of little consequence, until something rather unexpected happened. .

Getting to her feet, Cadance pinched the bridge of her snout. “Shining, why didn’t you say something?”

He balked, taken aback by the nebulous accusation. “Say something about…?”

“I forgot my makeup!” the mare insisted, petulantly stomping a hoof. “Celestia, I hate to be a bother, but could I trouble you in the restroom for a moment?”

Though the unforeseen turn of events struck Celestia as odd, she smoothly stood and nodded. “Of course. Shining, we’ll be back in just a moment.”

“Take your time!” he replied, taking a sip of wine. “Don’t worry, I won’t try any of your food if it arrives before you get back!”

Celestia followed along after the mare, through the dining area and into a restroom, but then things took yet another surprising twist. As soon as the door closed behind her, Cadance magically turned the lock, stepped forward, and pinned her between the exit and herself. She couldn’t remember seeing the girl act so brazenly before, yet it caused her pulse to quicken and sent an excited shiver up her spine.

“This is too cute,” she tittered, as the mare fondled her package. “Couldn’t wait until later?”

“I said I was starving,” Cadance smoothly responded, shoving her hand into the woman’s shorts. “So how about you give me an appetizer.”

“In that case,” the diarch countered, stepping around the girl to seat herself on the toilet, “how about you earn it.”

Reclining on the commode, she tugged her shorts open and allowed her hardening stallionhood to spring into the cool air. She would never have guessed she’d be getting a quickie before dinner, and in a bathroom no less, but she wasn’t about to complain about the depraved development. As Cadance stepped over and swung one leg over her hip, mounting her like a cowgirl, she pulled the shoulder straps of her lover’s dress down the girl’s slender arms.

Seeing her mate’s tits flop free, she licked her lips. “These are going to look quite nice when they’re full of milk.”

“Got a thing for - Nnnph - moms?” Cadance huffed, situating herself directly over the she-stud’s swelling cock.

“A bit, though I’d prefer somepony I made a mother,” Celestia countered.

Placing one hand on the girl’s hip, watching her mate descent and sheath her length, she fought back a growl. Intended or not, Cadance was practically begging to be knocked up. Over the relatively short time they’d been together, the mare had gone from almost comically timid to boldly seducing her for sex - making her more appealing than ever before. Slowly closing her eyes, relishing the sensation of her lover bouncing on her lap, she leaned in and sucked on the Princess’ left tit.

There she was, an alicorn royal and one of the most influential ponies on the planet, getting fucked by some harlot in the bathroom of some restaurant. It was scandalous, it was obscene, and it was almost excruciatingly arousing. Bracing her legs and holding the mare close, she bucked her hips and started to pound Cadance from below. Time was a luxury they weren’t afforded, especially since someone could come knocking at the door at any minute, so they needed to wrap things up as quickly and preferably as cleanly as possible.

Both she and her mate moved at a breakneck space, realizing they had to make things quick, while they fucked one another with unmatched ferocity. It was incredible - several hours prior, when they’d been in the locker room of the resort, Cadance had barely been able to remain standing. Maybe the young Princess had gotten a second wind, inspiration from their excursion shopping, been filled with a determination to impress her, or some combination of the three - whatever the case may be, it was like a switch had been flipped.

“Fuck me,” Cadance mewled, barely keeping her voice down. “Shining can get sloppy seconds later.”

The comment drove Celestia wild, nearly sending her into a blinding rut-lust, and she was only barely able to compose herself. As she pushed the girl back and brought her to a screeching halt, a wolfish grin split her features. If her mate wanted an appetizer, she had just the thing.

“Get on your knees,” she growled.

In a blur of motion, Cadance clamored off the dickmare, stepped back, and sank to her knees. It was an adorable sight, seeing the Princess of Love acting like a cock-addled whore, and it only served to heighten Celestia’s arousal. Expectantly opening her mouth and closing her eyes, having wisely pulled her dress off to avoid a mess, the mare lolled out her tongue while massaging her juicy nethers.

As much as Celestia would have liked to savor the moment, a more protracted exchange would have to wait - as such, she stepped in, plunged her dick into the girl’s muzzle, and fiercely grabbed the alicorn’s horn. There were times for subtlety and grace - this was not one of them. Driving her hips forward and burying nearly all of her substantial length into her lover’s snout, feeling the mare’s esophagus spasm around her, she fucked Cadance’s face with reckless abandon.

She absolutely loved ravaging her lover’s marehood, but she adored rutting the mare’s face almost as much. Something about being able to look into Cadance’s tear-streaked eyes, seeing the desire and struggle to breathe, stimulated her sadistic side like nothing else - add to that the fact that the Princess of Love actually enjoyed being subjugated, and she couldn’t be happier with letting her more dubious carnal cravings go unchecked. Calling upon a noise dampening spell, if only as a precaution, she ground her crotch against the girl’s nose.

“What’s wrong?” she mocked, seeing the mare’s eyes roll back. “I thought you wanted…”

She trailed off, both seeing and feeling Cadance pawing at her choker with one hand, effectively giving her a hand-job while she was getting her dick sucked, and playing with herself with the other. Elements forgive her - she may have to ruin the newlyweds relationship - that was if the Princess of Love didn’t ruin it beforehand. Though it had taken her quite a while to fully comprehend it, her mate was becoming as addicted to her as she was to her mate.

The added pressure of the leather band around Cadance’s neck, the look in her eyes, and seeing her play with herself, fingering her leaking snatch, drove Celestia skyrocketing toward release. From an outsider’s perspective, it would almost appear as though she was being brutal, but that was far from the actual case. The only reason she was being so rough was because she knew the girl could take it.

Cadance’s chest heaved uselessly, her fingers jackhammered her marehood, and her eyes never left the thrusting dickmare’s face, while she feverishly got off. One of these days, if she could remember, she’d bring a camera to record one of their evenings, but that would have to wait for later. Feeling herself reaching her limit, her length throbbing and balls clenching, she hilted her lover’s face, gave a snarl, and unleashed a torrent of jizz.

The additional strain on the already struggling choker, caused by Celestia’s pulsing stallionhood, did the little leather strap in. With an audible pop, the collar snapped and fell to the floor, allowing an absolute tsunami of cum to be pumped straight down Cadance’s throat and into her stomach. Seconds after the diarch came, the young Princess followed suit, gushing her orgasmic juices to the floor around their feet. The scene was like something out of a seedy porno, a far departure from how two royals should conduct yourself, yet the pair didn’t regret their actions - in fact, if Shining hadn’t been waiting, they both realized they would have continued to go at one another.

Celestia shuffled back and pulled her semi-rigid cock free from her lover’s muzzle. “Well at least it’s not too noticeable.”

Following the woman’s gaze, Cadance peeked down at her belly. Though her abdomen was slightly distended, she wasn’t nearly as bloated as she would have been if she’d swallowed Celestia’s first load of the day. Pushing herself up and grabbing her sundress from the floor, she called upon her magic to tidy up.

“I don’t think I could eat a bite,” she grunted, stifling a burp.

Though she was a bit wobbly and cum-drunk, she peered down and spotted the snapped choker resting near her feet. As she squatted down to pluck the ruined accessory from the floor, a wounded expression settled on her face. She may have only had the little collar for a short time, but it was clear to see that the loss had soured her mood.

Celestia stepped over, having noticed the girl’s mood had shifted, and fished into her pocket. “Here…”

As the woman extended her hand and revealed an identical choker, Cadance’s eyes widened. “You got a second one?”

“I took precautions,” Celestia breathed, handing the collar over to the mare. “For what it’s worth, I genuinely do think it looks cute on you - anyways, yes, I’d suggest you at least try to eat a little something over dinner. I’d hate for Shining to get suspicious, and” she added, running her hand over the mare’s slightly swollen stomach, “there’s a good chance you’re eating for two now…”

Gazing down at and rubbing her belly, Cadance blushed. “Maybe we could go see a movie?”

“Splendid. If Shining wishes to join us, that’s fine - if not, we could get a pair of seats at the very back of the cinema. So help me, if you do bed your husband tonight, I’m going to make sure you realize who’s the better stud,” Celestia continued, shooting forward to peck the mare’s nose.

Cadance giggled like a school filly and hugged the dickmare. “Like I don’t realize that already…”