"Go Gilda!"

"Woohoo! You can do it!"

Shining Armor looked down at the blue-and-brown griffon chick sitting in his lap, staring wide-eyed at Gilda out on the field. "Let's cheer for your mom, Glint!" he said as he picked up his son's arm and waved it at Gilda. Cadance was beside him, but he could still feel the eyes on him, from both the Equestrians who had traveled all the way to Griffonstone for this year's Games sitting in the stands below the official box, and from the griffon delegates that surrounded Shining Armor and Cadance. Glint in his lap was proof of all the rumors that had flown around for months, and given the clear resemblance to both parents, his first public outing today left no doubt: Shining Armor had fathered another child, out of wedlock, with Gilda.

And yet Flurry Heart and Cadance were right next to him, cheering Gilda on all the same. The rumors had said that Cadance knew about the affair, and her bright, genuine smile as she bounced their daughter on her lap all but confirmed that as well. She clearly wasn't upset to be sitting next to her cheating husband or his extramarital progeny, and Shining Armor happened to know that she was quite excited, for the same reasons he was; the same reason the griffon delegates were sitting quietly, stoically, watchfully around them.

Once rumor had spread that the Prince of the Crystal Empire had sired a griffon, the political leaders of Griffonstone came to investigate. And once they had learned they were true, they seized on the unique opportunity it presented. The griffons were a lesser race in world, and the nation of Griffonstone had only a small amount of political power to claim. But the new Crystal Prince being a griffon would significantly advance their position in the eyes of Equestria, put more eyes on their nation and give them more sway with Equestria, or at least the Crystal Empire. The Equestria Games were a part of it as well. Gilda had become a public figure after news of the affair spread, and many wondered if the griffoness athlete would succeed in stealing away Shining Armor. The griffon delegates had come to ascertain the nature of their affair, and to negotiate plans.

It all hinged on Gilda's performance. If she were to win in the Equestria Games this year, she would become a full-blown celebrity, a historical figure of renown and the most well-known griffon in Equestria. That would make it easier for her relationship with Shining Armor to be publicly accepted. And if their affair was accepted, then Griffonstone could have a stronger relationship with the Crystal Empire. It would be very beneficial for Griffonstone, and personally beneficial for Shining Armor if he could conduct his affair with Gilda more openly.

So the deal was struck: if Gilda won gold here today at the Equestria Games, then plans would move forward for Shining Armor to officially divorce Cadance and get remarried to Gilda. It would be a good match, one that would cement Griffonstone's place as a major nation and grant Gilda a royal title to match her status in Shining Armor's bed. When it was proposed, Shining Armor was worried it was too drastic of a move, but Cadance loved the idea. The former princess would be kept around of course, as mother to the Crystal Princess and as an aide to the new couple, and the thought of officially giving up her husband so that he could be with the superior woman thrilled Cadance to no end.

The thought thrilled Shining Armor, too. It felt so wrong on so many levels, but there was a definite appeal to making his affair with Gilda official at last. Being her husband, legally belonging to her and having the children his loins provided to her be official heirs was a rush in itself, no less the thought of how much more freedom she'd have to be able to use him as her personal sex toy whenever she pleased. They had even decided that a change of titles would be necessary; no longer would he be Prince Shining Armor, but instead he would become the Royal Consort, and Gilda would claim the title of Crystal Queen. His entire life, his very destiny would be altered in one fell swoop, surrendering his position of leadership over his country to become little more than an official sex slave for the massive griffoness while his former wife watched on and changed the sheets between hot, wet, ruttings.

So he and Cadance cheered on as Gilda took the field, and Shining Armor fought down the warm embarrassment creeping into his cheeks. This was the most public they'd ever been since his affair with Gilda began, but it was hard to ignore the arousal pumping into his veins and loins at the attention, the open knowledge of his infidelity. Finally, all had laid bare and he didn't have to hide or lie about himself any more. Now, all that was left was to see if Gilda could win.

Shining Armor was still in utter awe of Gilda's size. Ever since she'd laid Glint's egg and the plans for Griffonstone to host the next Equestria Games were laid, she had become determined to get back into shape and win the gold medal. When she wasn't nursing Glint, she was pumping iron, and it showed in her massive arms and her sturdy core. Shining Armor had helped too, of course - riding him cowgirl had proved a favorite core workout for Gilda, not to mention the good it had done for her thick, sturdy thighs. She was bigger and stronger now than she was at the first Equestria Games, more muscular than ever even if her breasts were bigger than ever too. Shining Armor only felt more intimidated to be in her presence. But now it was time to see if all that hard work would pay off.

From his place in the royal box, Shining Armor could hear the griffon announcer commenting on the event. He didn't seem to be very good, speaking in a gruff, almost bored voice that would be more appropriate for golf than heavyweights, but the crowd's focus was all on Gilda as he spoke anyway. "It's been a tight contest hear. The silver medalist from the last Games, Gilda, is taking to the field. It was a narrow defeat last time, but Gilda's only grown older since her last shot at the gold. Plus, this hen's just had a chick not too long ago. Looks like she's worked off most of the baby fat, but we'll see if being a mom has taken the Griffonstone representative down a peg or not."

Gilda looked back at the royal box and gave Shining Armor a wink as she stretched casually, stepping out on the field. Shining Armor could already feel himself getting warm, his clothes feeling tight. Gilda was dressed only in a pair of elastic shorts that hugged her thick, meaty ass, a sports bra and a purple tank top that showed off her washboard stomach between the top and the big weightlifting belt, and accentuated her heaving rack. The stallion could feel his wife next to him, glancing at him and smirking, but he didn't acknowledge it. He couldn't tear his eyes away.

His son in his lap recognized his mother with a gleeful giggle, bouncing with excitement. Glint turned away as she stepped onto the field as the announcer continued. "Gilda approaches the rack, weighed in and ready. It all comes down to this. If she can clear this in good form, she'll be taking home the gold for Griffonstone. But it's a tall order to fill."

Gilda strutted confidently until she hit the massive barbell laying in wait for her. If there was any nervousness or hesitation inside the big griffoness, she didn't show it as she slapped chalk onto her palms and squared up before the bar.

"Gilda taking her stance. Everything is riding on this," the announcer reiterated softly. The whole stadium fell hush.

Gilda crouched low and gripped the bar. Shining Armor's heart pounded in his chest. Even Glint stopped his cooing and squirming to watch his mother. If she pulled this off, his entire life would change in an instant...

Her grunts and roars of power mixed with the drone of the announcer. "Gilda begins her lift... Up... and up... just a little more... Over her head! Now she has to hold it! Hold... Almost...! She's done it! Ladies and gentlebirds, Gilda of Griffonstone is your heavy weight gold medalist for the Equestria Games!"

Shining Armor hadn't been this nervous since, well... since his first wedding! It seemed that one never quite overcame the nerves, the wedding jitters, that came with such a day. Just like the first time, it was a big change in his life. After all, he was divorcing Cadance and marrying Gilda today.

Of course, that wasn't the only reason for his nerves. It was also the attire his mistress dictated he wear for this massive, public wedding at the Crystal Palace: nothing but a purple leather collar with a crystal heart clasp, and the purple metal codpiece that came with his royal guard uniform, tightly fitted to his nethers, the rest of his body totally exposed. Just the way she liked it.

Cadance stood next to him, in a pastel blue dress that matched the Crystal Heart on the altar behind them, but she in no way was Shining Armor's bride today. Instead, she was the officiant of the ceremony, and the two could look out and see all who would bear witness to the end of their marriage: his parents, Twilight and her friends, Celestia and Luna, and all of the Crystal Empire plus many, many griffons from Griffonstone on the other side of the aisle, including their king. The chapel was packed.

Glint still squirmed in his arms. Getting him dressed in a little tuxedo - with slots in the back for his little wings - had been a struggle, but now he wiggled happily against his father's bare chest. Gilda had insisted that their son be a part of the ceremony, and Shining Armor liked it. Glint was a spirited, curious boy even as a hatchling, and Shining Armor felt a bond with him just as strong as he did with Flurry Heart. Despite the fact that he was basically in a waking nightmare - standing almost completely naked in front of the whole Crystal Empire - he couldn't help but feel a bit of pride as well. In his arms, for all to see in this great ceremony, he held the fruit of his loins, proof of what he had created with Gilda, his mistress.

"Don't get too excited, or that little thing might pop right off," Cadance teased him with a whisper over the chatter of the crowd.

Shining Armor laughed. "I think you're more excited than I am."

Cadance laughed likewise. "I'm very excited to see what she's going to do with you later tonight. She invited me to go on the honeymoon too, you know. Said you two could use someone to watch the kids. And clean up after," the princess waggled her eyebrow at Shining Armor.

Shining Armor felt a charge run through him. "If you keep talking like that, this crowd's definitely going to get a show."

"At attention, soldier," Cadance whispered back. "Your mistress is here."

Shining Armor looked toward the door as the organ fired up the wedding march. When it opened, the sight overwhelmed him with love and desire as he beheld his new mistress, the woman who made him feel like the stallion he was always meant to be. She was dressed in a white gown, more appropriately than he was, but the garment was still sleeveless to show the big, beefy arms clutching the bouquet of lavender she held. The neckline was also very deep, plunging to show off her massive, perky cleavage held up by the powerful pectorals that lay underneath, still swollen with milk for Glint. But she was still equally lovely as sexy, her eyes accented with gold liner and a long veil and train that had a feathery fringe to complete the look. Shining Armor was certain he'd never seen a more beautiful creature in his life, and he did feel his cup get tighter.

When Gilda reached the altar and stood across from her stallion, the dynamic was clear; she was lovely and powerful, and he was near-naked and handsome, naturally dipping his head in instinctive submission to her. This was less a wedding between man and wife, and more a transfer of power from slave to master. The tight collar around Shining Armor's throat only reminded him of that fact. Even so, Glint couldn't help but squirm, giggle and babble, and reach out for his mother. With a soft smirk, Gilda set down her bouquet and reached out to hold him with his father, looking down at her son with love.

Despite the heavy implication of appearances, it was a sweet moment nonetheless, and the perfect moment for Cadance to begin the ceremony. "Dearly beloved," she began with the classic words, "we are gathered here today to celebrate the union of the Crystal Empire's prince and former guard captain of Canterlot, Shining Armor, and Equestria Games' gold medalist and Griffonstone's champion, Gilda. On a more personal note, we are also here to celebrate an ending as much as a beginning: for when these two are officially wed, my marriage to Shining Armor, and my place as princess of the Crystal Empire will officially cease to be. Gilda will become the new Crystal Queen, and we will celebrate the beginning of a new and intimate friendship between Equestria and Griffonstone that will last for ages to come. And when the Crystal Queen takes her throne, her groom will be dubbed the Royal Consort Shining Armor."

Shining Armor exchanged a glance with Gilda, and he could feel her ambition boring into him, her desire for him. He felt small under her gaze, and it excited him. This was the culmination of all the thrills and taboos that had come before it, and now it was time to make it all official, forever. There was no going back after this. Another shiver of nervousness ran down his spine at the finality of it all, but that only made him feel hotter, made him want it more.

Cadance continued with a soft smile with a hint of mischief at the corners of her mouth. "The couple has decided that their son, Glint, should bear the rings of their new union." Glint was still wriggling around, so Gilda reached into the pockets of his little suit and produced the two rings. Both were fairly heavy, but Gilda's was mostly gold with a big crystal set in the center, while Shining's was mostly platinum, thick and austere, looking more like a chain link than a piece of jewelry. Cadance retrieved the rings with a smile from the giggling griffon chick and then looked to the couple. "You will exchange vows as you exchange rings. Gilda, we start with you."

Shining Armor felt a small rush of nerves as his first wife turned to his new wife with the ring in hand. If there was a last chance for Cadance break script and attack Gilda for stealing her stallion, it would be now. But Cadance didn't. Instead, she seemed to look up at the big griffoness with a thrill of her own, knowing that her relationship with Shining Armor wasn't necessarily finished, just making a big change that was beneficial for all involved. Certainly, Cadance would get to enjoy a lot of up-close benefits of being so close to the the new royal couple. But she maintained her professionalism as she said, "Gilda, do you, by taking this ring, promise to take Shining Armor as your Royal Consort and lawfully wedded husband? And do you promise to care for him, do right by him, and love him with your whole heart? If so, you may say, 'I do.'"

Gilda looked firmly into Cadance's eyes before turning to Shining Armor and giving him a smile; a smile of pure happiness and even affection. "I do," she vowed, and in that vow Shining Armor heard so much more. He recognized the exchange happening between Cadance and Gilda, with Cadance placing trust in Gilda that the stallion she loved would be happy and cared for, and Gilda acknowledging Cadance's bond with Shining and vowing to uphold it to her as much as she was to him. Gilda had never been one to show him much affection, and had never outright said she loved him, but he felt it now. Their love may have been very different from his love with Cadance - Cadance hadn't reduced him to a glorified breeding slave - but it was a kind of love nonetheless.

Shining Armor placed the ring on Gilda's finger, but then it was his turn to receive her ring. Cadance turned to him and began with his vows, which were noticeably different from his bride's. "Shining Armor, do you, by taking this ring, promise to take Gilda as your lawfully wedded wife and accept her as Crystal Queen? And do you promise to obey her every whim, to be her personal sex slave, breeding stud, and fucktoy, day or night, surrendering your whole body to her completely whenever and wherever she desires to use it, and to provide her with and care for as many eggs as she demands of you for as long as you both shall live?" Shining Armor gulped at the rather intense vow, but Cadance just smirked and finished, "If so, you may say, 'I do.'"

That thrill ran through him again, and the codpiece felt tighter and tighter. "I do," Shining Armor said. Gilda stepped up to place the heavy ring on his finger, but it felt more like she was attaching a leash to his collar. The look that burned into his eyes from hers told her that she planned to take full advantage of those vows at the first possible opportunity.

Cadance stepped back with a bright smile, ready to conclude the ceremony. "Then by the power vested in me, I hereby abdicate the throne of the Crystal Empire, and confer the rights, authorities, responsibilities, and titles to Gilda of Griffonstone, and hereby pronounce she and Shining Armor stallion and wife."

Cadance took Glint while Shining Armor reached for Gilda's hands as Cadance's horn flared, glowing brighter until the soft, cyan light engulfed the entire sanctuary, completing the transfer of powers and titles. But when the light receded, the magic had done more than make Gilda the Crystal Queen. The crowd gasped when they saw Shining Armor's cutie mark, exposed on his bare hip with his scant attire.

No longer did his flank bear the shield with the Sparkle family star crest. Instead, his cutie mark had been mysteriously replaced by two eggs, very similar to the one that Gilda had laid which bore Glint, and between them rose the spire of the Crystal palace. The new mark reflected Shining Armor's deep involvement with the Crystal Empire, but the flagrantly phallic look of the mark, the two eggs even arranged just so to look like a pair of testes beneath an erect phallus, made it obvious what his role in the Empire was. Everypony who saw it knew immediately what it meant: his destiny, his special talent, was no longer being a prince or guard captain or any of that. From that moment on, he was destined only to breed griffon eggs for Gilda.

Gilda noted the change with a wry grin, not seeming to mind at all. Shining Armor looked at his hip with shock, turning to Cadance who seemed surprised as well. Changing his cutie mark hadn't at all been an intended effect of the spell - no pony had ever heard of an adult pony's cutie mark changing before! - but it appeared the magic of fate and ponykind had spoken, bound him now to his new calling. And he felt it strongly within him, the call of his cutie mark, leading him to the big, busty, bitchy grifoness in front of him. If there was ever any doubt before about his place beneath her, inside of her, now there was none.

Cadance beamed at the two. "Gilda, you may now kiss your stud."

Gilda mashed her beak to Shining Armor's lips, shoving her tongue into his mouth roughly, possessively as she groped his codpiece while the crowd clapped and cheered. Shining Armor melted into his mistress's arms, right where he belonged at last.

Luna turned the day to night, the reception faded, and Shining Armor and Gilda retreated to the royal suite at last. Gilda wasn't much for parties anyway, and Shining Armor didn't feel as close to the celebration as he did the first time around. He was much more attuned to Gilda's wants and desires, and the longer the night wore on, the more he could sense her desire for him building. When she told him to leave with her, he felt that now-familiar tingle of excitement well within him. Now, Cadance was putting the babies down for the night, and they had all the time in the world to themselves.

Gilda was already stripping out of her dress, down to her lacy white bra and panties that Shining Armor thought seemed entirely unlike her, and yet they only made Gilda seem more regal, ladylike, and powerful in her authority over him, the lace straining to keep her massive breasts and ass contained, stained lightly with spots of milk, hugging her cut stomach and powerful thighs tightly. She stood by the bed and looked over her shoulder at him by the door. "Take that thing off and get over here," she commanded him bluntly.

"Yes, Mistress," Shining Armor obeyed. There was no hesitation on his part; he'd been waiting to get the codpiece off of him and let his junk get some air ever since that morning. A simple clasp later and it clattered to the floor, his long cock spilling forth, throbbing and chubbing up to an erection now that it was freed from its confines, his hefty nuts more than ready to do their royal duties as he approached Gilda.

She took her time reaching back to unhook her bra, her heaving breasts spilling into the moonlight, perky nipples gleaming with spots of dribbling milk. "That's better," she sighed. She didn't turn around to face Shining Armor, looking out the window of the royal suite, toward the open doors that led to their balcony and the night sky over the Crystal Empire outside. It was a rare moment for Gilda, Shining Armor thinking that she seemed quiet, pensive even. Softly, she broke the silence by asking, "How do you feel?"

"Incredible, Mistress," he replied. "I can't believe my cutie mark changed, but it feels so right. Ever since I met you, ever since that day in the locker rooms I felt my eyes had been opened to something totally new, and now I see it right in front of me. This life, with you... It's really what I've always wanted." He smiled, sighing. "I feel like a king," he added.

Gilda turned to look at him with that fierce grin on her beak, and Shining Armor knew he had misspoke. "Oh yeah?" she said. "Come with me then." She sauntered toward the balcony, stripping down her panties as she went and discarding them, leaving her huge ass bare. Each step seemed to make her entire body sway with her massive size and heft, from her breasts to her bottom to even the supple muscles of her thighs and back. Shining Armor followed obediently.

The Crystal Queen stepped onto the balcony without a hint of shame, walking up to the railing and placing her talons on it, leaning over, her tits hanging down over the city below. They were high up, but not too high that Shining Armor couldn't make out the forms of ponies and griffons below, yet high enough that a gentle night breeze stirred Gilda's feathers and tickled his bare balls.

"I could get used to this..." Gilda muttered with a grin. But then she merely reached back and, unceremoniously, slapped her ass while looking over her shoulder at Shining Armor. "C'mon then. You feel like a king? Let's see what you got." She leaned forward, sticking out her huge ass, lifting her slinky lioness tail, and exposing that delicious, tight, oozing wet pussy to him.

"Yes, Mistress!" Shining Armor complied eagerly. So early in the night and with more rest than he usually got, his cock was ready and able to get hard for her at a moment's notice, the meaty length springing to a full, swinging erection as he took up his position behind her. It was a rare moment that Shining Armor was allowed to top, and usually Gilda had something up her sleeve when she did take a position beneath him, but they both knew well that just because she was letting him on top didn't mean for a second she was submitting to him. She wasn't even rewarding him; she was merely testing him.

Gilda's big, strong ass was like a mountain, rising imposing before Shining Armor, but he stepped up ready to conquer it. Gripping her hips in his hands, he angled himself toward her entrance, feeling the heat and wetness kiss at his flare, inviting him in before he took the first plunge. "Nnnnnnggghh..." he groaned as the heavenly embrace squeezed hot around his thick shaft. Even hours of sex a day and pushing out Glint's egg couldn't compromise the crushing tightness of Gilda's cunt, threatening to push him out as her core squeezed around him, forcing him to pound into her to push his flare to the depths in her, grunting again as his balls slapped against her loins. The feeling of being inside of Gilda's pussy was more familiar by now than being without, but the intense pleasure of it would never get old.

When he reached his hilt within her, Gilda just sighed again, her wings and tail shivering in delight at the feeling of fullness. "Mmm, yeah..." she moaned. "C'mon... fuck your wife," she encouraged him.

His wife. Just the words, the very idea, made Shining Armor feel like he could cum right there. Cadance was no longer his wife; never again did he have to have slow, boring sex with the princess of love. Gilda was his wife now, and he could look forward to pounding this tight, hot, wet griffoness pussy every day for the rest of his life. He gave it to her hard, laying into her without a hint of hesitation, knowing full well she could take anything he could dish out, and at least for a glorious moment, Shining Armor got to enjoy the heedless pleasure of simply fucking a cunt with abandon, mindlessly indulging in lust and pleasure, in the tight squelch of flesh around his dick and pussy juices leaking down his balls. He was in utter heaven.

"Harder," Gilda grunted. Shining Armor came back down from his momentary high to answer her demands. He gripped her tail in one hand to pull her harder into his thrusts, the claps of their flesh ringing out over the city, though no pony seemed to hear yet. He let a palm smack against her ass with a sharp swat before digging his fingers into her flesh, riding her hard, slamming into the very depths of her. Yet Gilda wasn't satisfied. "Harder!" she barked. Shining Armor did his best, holding nothing back, breaking from a run into a sprint as his cock pounded into her in a blur. His new cutie mark flashed against the moonlight as he gave it his all, stuffing her cunt like crazy, his chest heaving as he ravaged her pussy. But it wasn't enough for Gilda. Still wearing that cocky grin, she looked back at him and glared. "Is that all you got, Your Majesty?"

She was taunting him, teasing him still. Shining Armor didn't know if it came from a place of submission, wanting to please his wife, or the last vestiges of his male pride wanting to put this bitchy griffoness in her place, but a surge of power overcame him. He reached out for her and took her thighs in his arms, giving a roar as he heaved upward. Gilda gave a yelp as well as her feet left the ground, and Shining Armor's own great strength lifted the massive griffoness into the air. Her arms reached up to wrap around his neck for stability, and Shining Armor gripped her calves tight in his hands and his thighs against her arms, holding her up tight and standing up strong. His cock still remained buried inside her cunt, but now that her legs were spread wide, lifted out of the way, and gravity was on his side, Shining Armor was free to fuck Gilda full-nelson.

His nuts swung hard through the air as he pounded up into her, impaling her on his dick like a piston ramming her. Gilda's entire body shook with each impact, her huge breasts swinging and sloshing with each thrust while her fingers dug into the back of his neck. She hissed in delight, even reaching up with her beak to bite and nibble at his jaw while he fucked the hell out of her. His arms and chest burned with the power it took to support her weight like this, and his thighs still clenched hard from the effort of thrusting, but using his muscles like this only made him feel his own strength more keenly, power surging through him as he fucked this juicy griffoness pussy hard.

"Yeah! Yeah! Just like that! Gimme that big fucking horsecock!" Gilda howled for him. Shining Armor hit his peak when he felt Gilda's body seize around him, her pussy clamping tight onto his shaft before hot wetness flooded his flesh, squirting around his meaty dick in a wet flood of pleasure as she came hard, grunting loud and groaning long for him. Shining Armor watched the droplets of juices spray out over the balcony edge, mist aloft on the wind and clear glitters raining down over the streets below. He couldn't resist it a moment longer, letting out a whinny of pure bliss as he planted himself to the balls in her gushing cunt, his flare expanding as he pumped into her another hot, full, creamy load of virile spunk, and Shining Armor swore he could feel his cutie mark throbbing in time with his balls as sperm sought out more eggs within Gilda's womb.

Breathing hard, Shining Armor felt his arms quiver, and Gilda took the time to end the charade. She broke from his grip, his cock slipping out of her and hanging limply between his legs for only a moment. When she stood on her own feet and stretched, Shining Armor could see his cum oozing out of her pussy before she turned around, still wearing that fierce glare. Without even waiting for her order, Shining Armor's horn flared up and his cock shot straight up to a firm, throbbing erection.

"You think you're worthy to be called a king after a performance like that?" Gilda taunted him, her hands on her hips. She took a couple steps up to him, her tits pressing into his chest, pushing back against him as she glared at him. "You're not fit for the throne. You never were. And neither is that pathetic Princess of Love. You know what it takes to rule? What you don't have? I'll tell you: power. And you either have it, or you don't." She let the sentiment hang in the air before demonstrating. "Get on your knees."

Shining Armor fell to his knees immediately, against the cold tile, his muzzle mere inches away from Gilda's pussy, the tight lips hiding the pink flesh within, yet still oozing a steady drizzle of creamy, fresh cum. He sat still, awaiting the order they both knew was coming.

"Eat."

Shining Armor shoved his face forward, slurping his tongue along her slot, tasting the salty spunk fresh from his own balls as it mixed with her briny, tangy juices, lapping up her labia, slurping at her clit and circling it with his tongue. He twisted and swiveled his head as he ate out his wife's pussy from top to bottom, tugging at her clit with his lips before shoving his head between her thighs further to plunge his tongue as deep inside her as he could, swallowing his own jizz in mouthfuls as he moaned gratefully beneath her.

"That's where you belong. Not on a throne. Licking my fucking cunt, cockmeat," Gilda taunted him. He felt her crotch shift as she lifted a thigh, only to put her foot on his shoulder and kick forward, easily toppling him down onto his back. Before he could even recover from the thud against the tile, Gilda reached down, taking his own ankles in her powerful grip, tugging him upward. Shining Armor felt his heart race as he wound up in a compromising position: upside-down, his ankles in the air, held firmly by Gilda's hips, spread wide and his plump, sensitive balls totally vulnerable and completely exposed.

He briefly feared what she might do with his crown jewels, but when she reached a leg up again, he was relieved when she merely stepped over him to straddle him. Reaching down, he felt his balls tighten as Gilda gripped the base of his erection and pointed it straight up, lining up with her freshly-eaten pussy. Seeing what was happening and how things were lining up, Shining Armor could only tense and brace himself before Gilda slammed herself down onto his cock all at once.

His wife continued to surprise him with all the new and creative ways she devised to top him. In this position, with her feet planted firmly on the ground, Gilda had way more leverage to bounce onto his dick than she did in any cowgirl position. Her body was a blur and the force of each slam felt like she was pounding his whole body into the tile, helplessly mashed into a paste beneath the full strength of her rippling core and trunk-like thighs. She may not have had the advantage of getting the full length of his cock, instead each drop of her hips was accompanied by the heart-stopping impact of her ass against his balls that was almost forceful enough to be terrifyingly painful, but managed to stop just shy of agony and stay in the realm of merely, utterly dominating. His cock was truly a toy for her, bent upward as she bent his knees, trapped in her vice of a cunt and ridden like a dildo, his own ass a platform for her pounding hips to slam onto. His whole body rocked with each impact, and despite all the ways that Gilda had thoroughly used him before, he never felt so very used, so much like a mere object, as he did now.

And all the while, their bodies mashing together with meaty impacts soaring over the city and Shining Armor's strained whimpers and grunts mixing with Gilda's husky growls and groans of ferocious delight, she gloated overtop him, glaring down as she continued to taunt him. "Just think, the whole city could see us, could see you helpless like this, getting fucked like a toy by your mistress, your queen, and all they'd have to do is look up. They'd see you toppled and spread and getting ridden like a bitch and there's nothing they or anyone could fucking do about it. Because you're mine. Do you understand? You're my cock, now and forever, and I'm gonna make sure the whole world knows it." She looked over the edge that Shining Armor couldn't see, but whatever she saw below made her grin even more fiercely as she turned back to him. "Let them look. Let the whole Crystal Empire see their so-called king. Let them see the most powerful stallion in Equestria getting his nuts drained like apples crushed into cider. I'll make sure none of them are ever able to look you in the eye ever again. As soon as your cutie mark changed, they knew what it meant. They lost all respect for you. After everything's settled, no pony will ever think of you as a king or even a prince. They'll look at you like my personal pair of nuts to breed with and nothing more. Cockmeat. That's all you are and all you'll ever be, to me, and now to all of Equestria."

Shining Armor felt his heart pounding in his chest as hard as Gilda was pounding on top of him, crushing his nuts, milking his cock like a flesh piston, quashing his whole being into utter nothingness beneath her. He felt like meat, a big slab of flesh only good for shoving his dick into the griffon using him like he was nothing and cumming into her ovaries as she wished. He couldn't take it a moment longer. The ecstasy of it all was too much. "YES MY QUEEN!!!" he roared as he started cumming, harder than he ever had, his balls gripping tightly against his body as his cock blasting gout after gout of fresh, hot, thick cum up into the back of Gilda's womb while she squirted overtop him once more, her pussy juices leaking down onto his chest and face, but he didn't care at all. Everything was perfect.

He felt his cock stiffen hard before he could even muster the wherewithal to cast his spell, his lolling head managing to catch the sight of Cadance's legs at the entrance to the balcony. Gilda noticed her as well, but didn't cease riding her new husband. Cadance's hands slid toward her crotch, trying to rub it surreptitiously and failing as she reported, "Glint fell right asleep, Your Majesty."

"Good," Gilda growled as she continued to pound Shining Armor senseless from her amazon position over him, his cock gleaming as she mashed her cunt onto it. "Go and ring the crystal bell, and mark the official consummation of my marriage to the Royal Consort," she ordered.

"Y-yes, Your Majesty," Cadance whimpered. She bowed and left, but Shining Armor could see that she merely ducked around the edge of the balcony, still watching and peeking at her former husband while Gilda fucked him harder and better than she could ever have dreamed.

Gilda's hips still mashed him into a limp mess of legs and babbling groans of pleasure, but she knew Cadance was still watching just as well as Shining did. It only made it all the hotter, and Gilda couldn't pass up the urge to gloat. "You love my pussy."

"I love your pussy, My Queen!"

"You'd do anything to get this pussy."

"I'd do anything for your pussy, My Queen!"

"You'd dedicate your entire life to this pussy."

"Yes!" Shining Armor cried out as he felt himself tipping over the edge into another mind-numbing, surging climax, his balls spilling into Gilda's cunt as his voice rang over the city, "Your pussy is the best thing that ever happened to me! All I want is to serve your pussy! CADANCE'S PUSSY WAS NO WHERE NEAR AS GOOD AS YOUR PUSSY GILDA!!!"

The two heard a sharp gasp from behind the balcony entrance as that admission no doubt sent Cadance into her own fervent climax, and Gilda merely smirked overtop Shining Armor as she rode out his orgasm as well, grinding her cunt down into his crotch as mashing their hips together with swivels of her own hips. "Run along, little princess," she ordered. Shining Armor watched as Cadance's legs appeared again, briefly, before disappearing as they ran away to fulfill Gilda's orders.

Gilda turned back down to her husband, the ferocity of her gold eyes burning into his chest as she grinned down at him. "That's what I like to hear, cockmeat. Now let them hear it down there. Let all of Equestria know what you are, and who I am!"

Gilda laid into Shining Armor with a new fervor and power he didn't think she possessed, but he supposed she wasn't the heavyweight champion for nothing. Every impact of her body onto his crotch shook his whole form, folding his spine and ravaging him utterly. He could barely see straight, all he could feel was his balls being juiced and his cock being milked by Gilda's tight, creampied furnace of a cunt. Words tumbled out of his mouth without a thought, all to obey her.

"I'M YOUR COCKMEAT!"

Gilda hissed in delight as another climax was building up in her, sitting up as her tits bounced with every bounce down onto him.

"YOU'RE THE BEST FUCK IN ALL OF EQUESTRIA!"

Gilda's hands left his ankles as his own climax began, her hands reaching up to grope her tits, squeezing little jets of milk out into the air while her eyes snapped shut and a grin spread across her face in mounting pleasure.

"YOU'RE THE BIGGEST BADDEST BITCH OF ALL TIME!!!"

BONG! BONG! BONG!

Gilda's squirting orgasm accompanied the ringing of the bell, her bellow of triumph roaring over the city. The citizens of the Crystal Empire looked up on that bright summer night and they saw the Crystal Queen above, riding the Royal Consort's cock like a cheap dildo while she forced him to empty his nuts inside of her, roaring in victory as her massive, royal tits gushed milk like two faucets and her royal pussy squirted like a fountain, raining her juices down onto the streets and subjects below, the image burned forever into the minds of her subjects.

Gilda was officially the Crystal Queen, a woman whose power and lust was unequaled. When scholars and historians of the coming days discussed the moment and its depictions throughout various texts and art, he would be known only as the Royal Consort, reduced to little more than the cock she happened to be riding upon when she achieved her glorious royal climax, squirting her blessing down over the Empire beneath her.

Author's Note

Thanks for reading! Be on the lookout for a potential sequel!