After a long while and many moans and cries from Sweetie Belle, they arrived at Cherry’s home. She kicked her mount inside and locked the door behind them. “Mom, Dad, I’m home! And I finally got rid of my wings!”

Dad looked over a PlayColt magazine. “Good. I’ll finally be able to mount you properly.” He then went back to reading.

Mother licked the last drop of semen from the floor and trotted to Cherry for a kiss.

They wiggled their tongues, exchanging cum back and forth before each swallowing half. They took a step back and smiled at each other.

Cherry shoved a hoof on the floor. “I said I might bring a friend, but I brought my enemy instead.”

“That’s okay.” Mother kissed her daughter on the forehead and then looked at Sweetie Belle’s collar. “I’m guessing she needs to learn a lesson?”

“She’s very stubborn and evil,” Cherry explained.

“Has she at least learned to appreciate the juice?” Mother asked.

Cherry shrugged her shoulders. “I doubt it.”

“It’s a good thing I got your bed ready then. I wanted to use the binds on you, but I guess this filly needs them more.”

Cherry trotted with all four legs on the spot from the excitement. Then turned around when she heard a clatter from behind.

Sweetie Belle had managed to sneak up to the door and was trying to unlock it.

“Where do you think you’re going?” Cherry exclaimed and pulled at the leash.

“I’m right behind you.” Mother winked at Cherry.

Cherry pulled the filly toward her room.

Mother followed while caressing Sweetie Belle’s plot. “Her costume is all torn up. Cherry, why don’t you lend her yours?”

“I wore that for Halloween years ago. No way it would fit her.”

“I bet I can make it fit,” Mother persisted.

“The bet is on.” Cherry giggled. “You can sit on her face instead of me if you get it to fit.”

When they entered the room, Cherry dug out a Mare-do-well costume from her wardrobe and spread it about. “See? I could hardly fit in it when I was little.”

Mother shoved Sweetie Belle closer. “Put it on.”

Sweetie Belle looked at the small fabric and shook her head.

“Sweetie Belle is an imbecile,” Cherry explained. “She keeps resisting at every turn.”

“Well, she won’t resist this!” Mother grabbed the costume and wrestled Sweetie Belle into it. She didn’t even bother undressing the torn one.

Cherry sat on her bed and touched herself while Mother beat Sweetie Belle into submission. It took all of her strength to wrap the tight costume onto the filly. It simply didn’t fit. When she forced it to fit, it tore in the crotch area.

After a long while, the filly lay on the floor gasping, wrapped in the tight fabric.

“I won the bet,” Mother proclaimed.

Cherry sighed in defeat, knowing that Mother’s juice would be wasted on the rebel. “Can I at least use the big dildo on her?” She picked it up from the wall.

“No, dear, that’s just a decoration. It’s too big even for me, and I’m a grown mare. The filly couldn’t handle it.”

Cherry sighed again then kicked Sweetie Belle to her hooves and shoved her onto the bed.

Together with Mother, they tied all her legs to the corners of the bed.

“Well, you won’t be able to lick my pussy if you’re gagged,” Mother said and removed Sweetie Belle’s obstruction.

“Please…” Sweetie Belle dared to speak even though black-collar fillies weren’t supposed to speak. Due to her being trapped in a double furtight bodysuit, she could only gasp small breaths that wouldn’t allow for many words at a time. “I’ve been through so much. I didn’t even have any sleep Pinkie Pie pegged me all night long. I just want to close my eyes. Get away from everything. Hope to not wake up.”

“Tell you what, rebel.” Mother climbed on top of her chest. “You keep talking and I’ll keep hitting on you.” She proceeded to smack Sweetie Belle’s face with her forehooves.

While Mother was occupied, Cherry snuck to the filly’s cunny and shoved the massive dildo at it.

Sweetie Belle cried out, even though the dildo didn’t penetrate since it was as thick as a hoove. The tip of it, however, did get through.

As Mother smacked the filly’s face, Cherry pounded on the dildo with a hoof again and again, forcing it inside the tight crevice little by little.

Sweetie Belle’s body shook. Her limbs tensed, but the bindings held her in place. “Please stop. I’ll do anything. Absolutely anything. Just stop. Please stop.”

“Less talking, more licking!” Mother ordered, turned around and plopped her pussy onto Sweetie Belle’s mouth.

Cherry waved both forehooves at the big dildo in Sweetie Belle’s pussy and cheered, “Ta-da!”

“I’ll be damned, you made it fit. I stand corrected then.” She hit Sweetie Belle on the head. “Lick faster!”

Cherry climbed on top of the filly as well. “I thought it wouldn’t, but I thought the same about the furtight costume and you proved me wrong. So I thought, what if I force it to fit, and I did!”

“I’m proud of you, my daughter.” Mother leaned in and kissed Cherry on the mouth. Inside, she wiggled her tongue, almost making her choke.

Cherry rubbed on Mother’s clitoris with one hoof while going wild on her own with the other.

When Mother’s body began to shake, Cherry feared she’d be denied sustenance and broke the long kiss. “I know I lost the bet, but today is my special day. Why can’t I be the one to drink the juice?”

“Well, if you insist.” Mother leaned up, spread her but cheeks then plunged down again with her ass instead of pussy.

Sweetie Belle wiggled about, but Mother smacked on her body as if she was a drum and fixed beat the rebellion right out of her. “Go on, SweetAss Bang. My anal canal won’t lick itself.” She motioned to Cherry and spread her legs further apart, showing off her pussy.

Cherry slid back and started to rub her pussy on the dildo that was stuck deep in Sweetie Belle. That gave her enough room that she could lean down and lick Mother’s clit. All the while, she was rubbing her own.

Mother’s body soon started to shake again. She proceeded to jump on Sweetie Belle’s face with her ass with increased force.

She orgasmed, moaning as Cherry licked off every drop of the dripping Mother’s juice.

With all the sour sweetness in her mouth, Cherry pounded on her clit and came as well.

Cherry just lay there with her head on Sweetie Belle’s chest. Her body contracted. Her eyes closed as if by themselves.

Mother was intimately familiar with her daughter that she knew what would follow.

She got off Sweetie Belle and off the bed. With a blanket, she covered both of them.

Mother caressed her daughter on the head while she whispered in Sweetie Belle’s ear, “If you move, I’ll beat the shit out of you.”

Half asleep, Cherry rubbed her head against the furtight bodysuit under her and mumbled, “Don’t worry, Sweetie Belle. I know a pillory with your name on it. By doing all free holes at once, they’ll teach you a whole load of stuff.”

Mother smiled and silently left the room, letting her daughter have a deserved rest after the ceremony.

Author's Note

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