Gilda's Empire

"Nnnnrrgghhh... My queen..." Sombra growled into Gilda's ear from behind as he pounded into her tight, powerful cunt. He bared his fangs as she moaned in his grip, held up by his strong arms, loving the feeling of his teeth as he bit against her neck. With her thighs spread wide, his great black cock speared up into her, the griffon queen's juices splattering and squirting down onto the tile below. Already he could feel his balls tightening, ready to pump her womb full of the next load. Gilda groaned, her arms wrapped around his neck and squeezing against his shoulder, encouraging him to fulfill his duties to her. His fingers dug into her thick, muscled ass and he prepared himself for the mind-numbing release. When it came, he roared, his whole body trembling, his eyes crossing, and his thoughts all but wiped by the intense, addictive, euphoric climax.

The bliss of orgasm was just about all Sombra knew now. It was hard to believe there was ever a time when he had been so pent-up, rendered so helpless by Gilda's denial of his orgasm that it almost drove him to madness. But of course he knew better by now. That had been a hundred years ago, after all. Becoming a breeding slave for the griffon queen hadn't diminished his dark powers in the slightest. If anything, he now understood their true potential better than ever. Longevity had been easy for him to achieve, and no complex feat to grant it to the queen herself and her other concubine. Now she was more than a mere monarch to her people. After four generations of monarchs on the throne, Gilda had become something much more. She had ascended to the likes of the Princesses of Equestria, to that of Celestia and Luna, like a living goddess. She may not have possessed powers over the heavens that they did, but she was the figurehead for the entire griffon people, a living embodiment of their power, their dominance, and their spreading influence across all the land. The ponies of the Crystal Empire had already submitted to the will of her and her people, remembered so long ago when Queen Gilda subdued the Princess of Love by claiming her husband as her own with her divine sexual prowess. Across the rest of Equestria, her empire would surely spread. It was only a matter of time.

"My Queen! I'm gonna...!" Shining Armor gasped as his hips pumped up into Gilda's hot, drooling pussy. He could feel Sombra's coal-dark cock thrusting and grinding against his white one, feel the turgid hardness matching his own steel erection. Over the years of their own cutie marks' influence, their cocks had become enormous breeding tools in their own right, massive enough that clothing was nearly impossible to wear, and even walking with their third legs could be cumbersome, but Gilda had the power, the stones, and the pussy to take them both on at the same time. Shining Armor kept a grip under her knees while he pressed his face in between her massive, udder-like tits, milk sloshing and spilling with every pounding thrust while the stallions gave themselves to her with abandon. Sex with Gilda was a thrilling high Shining Armor knew all too well after a century of marriage to her, and yet each time still felt as revelatory as the first. Shining Armor planted himself to the hilt in her, his massive balls shoved right against Sombra's equally heavy and virile pair, and as he spewed his load inside of her, he felt Sombra's nuts clench and tighten against his own as he pumped his own cum inside of her, flooding out of her in a gush of virile seed.

A part of Shining Armor had been nervous about allowing Sombra into Gilda's harem, knowing what the ancient, evil king was capable of, and partly out of jealous male instinct. The last thing any pair of balls wanted was competition from another pair. But he wouldn't dare question Gilda's desires or judgment, and quickly adapted and adjusted to Sombra's presence in their bed. To tell the truth, the perks had been well worth it; with two powerful, virile studs sworn to her service and pleasure, Gilda's sex drive had only grown, and Shining Armor couldn't say if he could have satisfied it all on his own, but with Sombra, the two were able to fuck her as much and as hard as she pleased. Now he was no stranger to sharing Gilda's pussy with Sombra, with seeing another stallion across from him as they spitroasted her, even other close and intimate expressions with the other stallion, from feeling their balls touch in mutual climax to falling asleep together, cradled in the big griffoness's grasp. Plus, with Sombra's longevity spells, he was no longer bound to fucking Gilda for a single lifetime; he had an eternity of endless sexual apex to look forward to.

No sooner had the two finished cumming inside Gilda did they resume their strong, rapid fucking. They didn't need to wait to be told to go again, and they didn't need any magic to retain their erections. Their cutie marks kept them hung and hard for her, and their purpose as stallions was solely for sex with her. They had done nothing else for decades, lost in an endless string of coital bliss that would leave a lesser stallion weak in the knees, overwhelmed.

Gilda groaned back at them as she rode the waves of her own quaking, squirting, earth-shaking climaxes. She had changed a lot too in the last century, not only kept unnaturally young and beautiful by Sombra's magic, but fed by the pony magic of their cutie marks, grown bigger and stronger, tighter and more fertile than ever, a brood hen like none that had ever lived before, a goddess of eggs that the griffon people would worship for millennia to come. Her massive breasts constantly flowed with dribbles of nutritious milk from her engorged nipples, and despite having long ago given up exercise and competition in favor of endless sex and eggs, her arms, thighs, and core remained shredded with bulging, godly muscles unlike no other mare or griffoness to ever live. She gripped onto Shining Armor's shoulder, squeezed around Sombra's neck, and clenched her thighs as her stallions fucked her senseless, growling and moaning in climax, loud enough that her gasps of pleasure could always be heard as a low rhythm throughout the Crystal Palace. "That's it boys, knock me up! Let's see which one of you will make the next egg! More! More! Don't stop, cockmeat! Fuck your goddess!" she cried out.

The stallions gasped, moaned, and stuffed her full of their rich, thick, virile cum all over again while she writhed and shuddered in her own orgasm once more, feeling their sperm swimming inside of her, seeking her fertile eggs, ready to supply more heirs to the Empire.

Gilda set herself down from them with a snap of her legs and a beat of her wings, getting her feet while cum drooled from her tight pussy. The highest part of the crystal spire had become her harem, sacred ground where very few were permitted to tread while the goddess lay with her concubines. She no longer took her place on the throne room, having left that to Glint long, long ago. After Glint, Gilda had selected one of her other sons, Grandell, to be king out of the many, many eggs she had produced from her concubines. And after Grandell, it had been Gilderoy who now occupied the throne, a son of Gilda and rightful heir just as all of the griffon kings before him. And when the time came, Gilda would select a new king from among her countless heirs. Perhaps it would even be the chick born from the egg her concubines were breeding into her this very night.

She stepped out onto her balcony once more, as fond of looking over her city now as she was when she first became queen. She didn't even have to ask, feeling her studs slip into place around her, Shining Armor groping and shoving his cock in between her breasts from alongside her as she bent over the railing, and Sombra taking a stance behind her and sliding his massive dick into her pussy, resuming a rough pounding pace as she swished her tail, sighing in coital bliss and admiration for her empire.

So high up, the griffons and ponies below couldn't see the goddess or her mates on high, but Gilda could see them. It was as if she could see her heirs and her heirs' heirs all throughout her lands, watching them as they claimed ponykind below.

On the chilly street, a griffon male came up next to a lone pony female, casually wrapping his wing around her for warmth, she cuddled up into him, and he started to nibble at her ear while she giggled playfully. He motioned his head and led her into an alley, groping her ass with his hand. It was mere minutes before her own hand was shoved down his pants, undoing their bottoms, and he had her shoved up against the wall, pounding into her hard as his cock sought her womb.

Not far, a pony stallion opened the door to a powerful griffon male, grinning up nervously at him while his wife cooed at the bull from deeper within the house. The stallion invited him inside where the griffon would stay for the night, ravaging the stallion's wife with his superior strength and virility, no doubt leaving her pregnant with the fruits of his loins while the stallion watched in curious awe.

On the other side of town, a griffoness caught a laborer stallion returning home from work, seducing him with lidded eyes and groping touches. She didn't care where he had to be or if he had a family, only that he piqued her interest and that she wanted him. Leading him to the great statue of Gilda in the center of town, she coerced him with his own lust and need to strip her of her clothes, lay her back against the stone base, and take her right there in the snowy night while she dug her talons into his back and mane.

And Gilda knew that wasn't all that was happening. The current griffon king was no doubt retiring to his harem at this time, filled with his pick of pony and griffon females alike. Griffon brothels were a booming business in the Empire, and stallions of all shapes and sizes gladly shelled out regularly for the siren's song of tight griffoness pussy, coming to prefer it to the pony mares who were supposed to be their partners. Even the guard barracks that dotted each of the city's gates was doubtlessly filled, each and every one, with burly, armor-clad griffon soldiers taking turn plowing into the pony mares seduced by the opportunity to lift their tails for such strong, powerful studs. The greatest constant of the Crystal Empire was griffon sex, and the empire ran on it. The ponies there had all but submitted themselves to griffon superiority, surrendering their eggs and their wombs to their rulers. And with each new griffon born of the fervent copulation that had become the norm of the land, their influence expanded even further. And it certainly wouldn't stop with these snowy lands.

It did Gilda's heart good to see, to know that her children were thriving, were dominating the lesser ponies beneath them just as she had broken the two studs worshiping her body that very moment. As Sombra gripped at the base of her tail to lay into her, fucking her cunt hard, fast, and loud as his hips clapped against her rippling asscheeks and his nuts impacted against her thighs, Shining Armor thrust at her tits, losing himself in rapture of her body even if he didn't have a hole to thrust into. Merely being in their queen's presence was enough to render them in a helpless state of bliss.

Gilda turned her attention away from her people and her kingdom below long enough to eye up Shining Armor's turgid meat. She gripped it in her hand before opening her beak and plunging it down in a practiced stroke, feasting on his thick cock like it was a meal. All the while, Sombra pounded her with abandon, filled with unending breeding lust, as was his sole purpose after his cutie mark had changed. The two stallions couldn't help themselves, they needed to give Gilda more eggs, they were made to fill her body with their cum.

"Nng, fuck...! Oh, heavens...!" Sombra groaned in gruff delight as he couldn't contain himself any longer. His cock was overwhelmed by the tight, wet heat, the immaculate perfection of his queen's pussy, and now having her womb all to himself, his loins didn't last long. He shoved himself forward, fulfilling his destiny once again, planting himself balls deep and letting out a long, guttural cry as he emptied another thick load into the griffoness goddess.

Shining Armor couldn't hold out much longer either. The incredible treat that was getting a blowjob from Gilda, the honor of it, combined with her effortless deepthroating, her sloppy bobbing and wet slurping on his massive stallionhood was too much to bear. He reached out to grip the back of her head, thrusting forward wildly as he too called out, "Yes! Yes! Oh my queen, yes!!!" before he too was lost to rapturous orgasm, blasting his delicious cum down her throat while she drank greedily from his balls, made to feed her and provide her with as much cum as she could possibly desire.

And stuck between the two stallions, Gilda was bound to cum as well. She felt Shining Armor's potent seed fill her mouth, slide down her throat and warm her belly while Sombra's powerful fucking led to the hot blast of jizz deep inside her womb, her pussy stretched around his massive, engorged cock as it throbbed deep, breeding her again. She shivered in delight, feathers shuddering as her body jerked in orgasm and her pussy gushed another splatter of queenly griffoness cum onto the stone below, like it first had so many years ago when she had first taken the throne.

When the climax was over, she freed herself from between the two stallions, seemingly satisfied as she stood and headed back inside, her front splattered with drooling cum from around her beak and her cunt leaking a tide of pearly jizz as she made her way back to the bed. Shining Armor and Sombra followed dutifully, their cocks never going truly flaccid, as she sighed. "Mmm, that's it boys. Good work..." she praised them, reaching down to squeeze at their muscled asses. They could only beam with pride at her praise.

As Gilda flopped down onto the bed, the two naked stallions taking their places on either side of her, stroking her, groping her, and suckling from her massive tits, the door opened. Gilda looked up, puzzled. The door almost never opened; very few would dare disturb the goddess.

Although there were a few who were permitted access to her when needed. The king, of course. Sometimes officials or high priests would enter, usually ever few decades or so when it was time to conduct the ceremony to choose a new heir. But tonight it was Cadance, still her maid and personal servant. By now it was entirely normal to see Shining Armor and Sombra with Gilda. After all, it had been over a hundred years since she had called the white stallion her husband.

"My queen," the pink alicorn, still as lovely as ever in her crystal-blue dress, addressed Gilda. "Forgive my intrusion."

Gilda lazily tilted her head as the stallions nursed and suckled on her, watching the alicorn bow to her. She pushed Shining Armor over, nudging him into her, and he didn't need any further prompting. Without even acknowledging the former pony princess in the room, Shining Armor slid between Gilda's thighs, his cock springing to a fresh erection, and groaned with bliss as he slid between her tight folds, still oozing with Sombra's most recent load as he began to fuck his queen. All the while, Sombra feasted on Gilda's milk with a drunken fervor while she stroked his cock lazily. "Go on," was all Gilda said, sighing lightly as Shining Armor got to work in her, the sounds of his thrusting mixing between the words exchanged.

Cadance nodded obediently and said her piece. "We've received a missive from the changeling king, Thorax. He's acknowledged the power and influence of your kingdom and your rule, and wishes to meet with you personally to discuss a closer alliance between the griffons and the changelings."

"Mmm..." Gilda moaned as Shining Armor drilled into her g-spot, but the grin on her face also came from the implication of Cadance's words. "A closer alliance, eh?" She looked down at her two stallions and added, "Sounds like you two might get another cock to help you out." The stallions moaned in reply, and Gilda looked back up at Cadance. "Arrange the meeting and bring him here. I'd like the audience to be nice and intimate."

"Certainly, my queen," Cadance replied dutifully. She bowed as Shining Armor's thrusting reached a natural peak and he bellowed with a loud moan as he plunged himself deep and came inside Gilda once more.

"Mmm, fuck yeah..." Gilda groaned as Cadance rose from her bow, watching the griffon queen's back arch, her body writhe, and her pussy gush as she was wracked with another orgasm while Sombra suffered his own, painting Gilda's body and tits with his fresh load. But the sight was entirely common now to Cadance, and endless, sacred rite just as divine as Celestia and Luna raising the sun and moon.

As the two stallions took their next positions in the endless, carnal dance, Gilda laughed and smirked. "King Thorax, eh? Let's hope he's got a big dick," she said. "And after him... who knows who's next?"