Fall of Equestria: The Ceremony

by Bad Dragon

Rating: mature
Tags: Original Character, Porn, Non-consensual, Scootaloo, Violence, Sex, Sweetie Belle, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic
Length: 5210

A filly transitions into marehood.

Today is the filly’s initiation day. The moment she’s anxiously been waiting for. On this day, the young pegasus will lose her cumbersome wings, yet gain so much more; a load more.

[written for the wincest contest]

Coauthored with Emperor Arkunus.

Published 2023-05-08 16:30:02 UTC
Last updated 2023-05-11 20:58:06 UTC

Horny Morning

The sun’s morning rays touched Cherry Popped on the face, but that was not enough to wake her up from her wet dream in progress.

Her body was already half awake, tossing and turning. A forehoof sluggishly found its way to her loins. “Mmm… Yes, sir, my cunny is still super tight. Would you like to try to squeeze your big cock into my crevice?”

The other forehoof joined the first one and they moved in unison ever faster, rubbing her genital area with great fervor. “Ghh. It hurts so good!”

“Aaa…” Her body tensed, moving her head up and exposing her closed eyelids to the rays of light.

Instantly, Cherry was flung out of her dream. She raised a forehoof and used it to shield her eyes. “Stupid sun!” Her face grimaced as she blinked in the shade. “It was just getting good…”

As Cherry wiggled about with hind legs, she felt a moist patch on the bed. “Such a waste of juice…” With a sigh, she rolled into a sitting position and stretched out her legs and wrinkled wings.

It was then that she noticed her wet forehooves, coated in her own juices. Still aroused from the dream she settled for the consolation prize, licking her hooves until they were dry and clean, not missing a single spot just like she was taught by her mother.

Her hooves slipped down her coat as she tried to remember her sweet dream. They moved up slowly across her belly and chest, making herself aroused even more until she felt the cold metal collar on the neck, a sign of slavery and obedience.

Cherry looked in a mirror on the wall as she adjusted the red collar. It was tight and uncomfortable, but it was necessary for her own good. She was a mare after all, and all mares need to know their place. It marked her, reminding her and everybody else of what she was good for. On that special day even more so, for it was the ceremony day.

She jumped on the spot in excitement, clapping her hooves together to contain all the emotions. “Calm down Cherry,” she said to herself. “Save it for the ceremony.”

Turning around, she examined her body. She loved to pose before the mirror at the start of the day, as well as check herself out from all angles. She seemed starved a little, but her ass was still nice and round, just like males loved it. Only her wings were amiss. They would get in the way whenever a stallion would try to mount her. After that day, they would impede her duty no more!

She emulated the positions she had been daydreaming about. When she put up her ass, she flapped with the wings on her back, perhaps for the last time. They were unnecessary and cumbersome. As part of the ceremony, she would finally get rid of them.

Cherry could observe herself forever, but she had to stop after noticing the time. Giving one last look and a good smack on her ass just to see her bum jiggle about. She always got a giggle out of that.

Running out of her room, haphazardly forgetting to put on a bell on her collar that Father gifted her in the early days of the fall, she ran out of her room. With anticipation of the approaching ceremony she dashed toward the kitchen downstairs

She could hear choking and moaning even from the hallway. When she entered the kitchen, the sight of her parents already doing it at the dining table reminded her to pick up the pace. Out of all days, that would be the worst one to be late.

Her mother was on her haunches, performing her duty like all mares should. She was giving Cherry’s father a blow job as was proper since he was the owner of the house and all mares within.

Cherry swallowed and touched herself as she watched her mother bobbing her head back and forth, sucking on his massive cock. Seeing the veins on the member pulse in rhythm indicated that the release was soon to follow. She could watch and daydream about sharing the cock but had to speak up or risk losing herself in lust.

“Hi, Mom! Hi, Dad!” Cherry said.

Mother didn’t let herself be interrupted and continued to serve the cock until she finally made it cum, gulping down every drop.

Her father put down his newspaper. “Morning, sweet daughter, are you ready for your special day?”

“Fuck yeah, I’m ready! I can’t wait to get rid of these cumbersome wings. I’ll finally get to play my part!”

“Good.” He lifted up his newspaper again while kicking the mother away from him.

Mother detached from the cock with a pop and fell on her back, choking on the cum that entered her windpipe.

“Feed your daughter!” Father continued.

As a good mare Mother was, she held back the cough, knowing better than to waste good sperm.

“Let me help you,” Cherry offered.

Mother didn’t think twice since she was already spasming, trying to keep the sperm inside the windpipe. She rolled to her hooves and plunged at Cherry, knocking her to the floor on her back.

Cherry instinctively half-opened her mouth indicating that she was ready to share the load.

Mother pressed her head to the floor and kissed her, unloading all the sperm she’s been struggling to keep inside into Cherry’s mouth. With a hoof, she opened Cherry’s mouth even wider and proceeded to cough inside, clearing her windpipe.

Cherry held her breath while catching every drop of cum that was fed into her.

When Mother forced Cherry’s mouth shut, she closed her eyes and swallowed.

“That’s my good little filly,” Mother said. “I can always count on you.”

Cherry just smiled, glad that she could be of use.

“I’m so proud of you hun. You’re going to need your strength today, so you should have a hefty breakfast.”

“There’s more?” Cherry asked enthusiastically.

Her mother got up and pulled out a dog bowl from the pile of dirty dishes in the sink. She put it on the floor and poured in some mare kibble, the only meal that could be bought for mares made only from the best of spoiled food and stale farm-cum.

Cherry crouched on all four and approached the bowl like a predator stalking the prey.

Before she even got a chance to take a bite, Mother sat on the bowl and rubbed her clit with a forehoof.

Cherry was hungry, but she knew that all food was off-limits until explicit permission was given.

“Hold on,” Mother said. “Let me add some of the sweet stuff for my sweetie first.”

Cherry looked up at Mother as she jerked off in front of her face. “You’re too good to me, Mother.” She squealed in excitement when Mother cummed all over her food.

“There you go,” Mother said. “You can eat now.”

Cherry hugged the bowl with her forelegs and munched on the content as if it was an addictive drug.

Mother stroked her on the plot, showing her appreciation. “There will be a lot more of that when you come home.”

Cherry looked up for a moment, “Can I bring a friend?”

“Sure you can. The more the merrier.” With that, Mother shoved her face back into the bowl.

When Cherry finished, she licked the bowl, making sure not a single crumb or drop of Mother’s juice was left behind. She looked up at Mother, smiling, panting and wagging her tail like a dog.

Mother kissed her on the mouth and said, “Good girl.” She then pointed to the clock. “Time to go to school. You don’t want to be late for the ceremony.”

Her mother filled Cherry’s saddlebag with various sex toys: dildos, anal plugs, beads, a vibrator and a sweet-love potion. Special tools for the special occasion.

Cherry put on the saddlebag and made her way to the door.

“Have a great day sweetie and remember to always swallow. Trust me, Mother knows best.”

Cherry winked at Mother while lifting her tail, giving her a view of her holes. “Love you, Mommy!”

Mother smacked her on the ass, giving her permission to leave the house.

Author's Note

Gdoc

School

Cherry trotted through the streets of Ponyville, taking quick glances at what the Caribou managed to change on every building in under a year.

Glancing at the stallions walking their slaves or fucking them in public, she noticed one mare with a black collar tied in the pillory. The mare was bound with spreader bars and blindfolded. Even though there were already three stallions pumping her holes, there were even more in line, waiting for their turn.

Cherry was disgusted at the sight of that. She hated stuck-up black-collar mares and didn’t understand why the masters even let them live. Cherry, the red-collar filly was the one in need of attention, not the defiler mares!

Spitting on the mare, she pulled herself away from the distraction and walked on. The schoolhouse was just around the corner.

There were already many fillies there, playing on the playground, trying out the new sex equipment that was added when the fall happened. There was a vibrator swing, a spinning dildo and many others.

Cherry also noticed a few stallions on the nearby benches who were getting blow jobs from their kids.

Many of her classmates wore red collars like her, but there were some who wore black collars. They were bad fillies like Applebloom and Ginger Snap who had yet to accept their place as sluts.

Cherry tried to avoid contact with any blacked-collared pony, not wanting to associate with them or listen to their stupid protests.

She was still young, but she could easily grasp the basic facts of the world. Mares were born to serve and be fucked. That’s what pussies and asses were good for. Why couldn’t everypony just accept that simple truth?

Cherry’s anger quickly turned into confusion when her friend Scootaloo crashed into the filly, knocking her to the ground.

“Damn wonky scooter!” Scootaloo put her hoof on Cherry’s ass. “I’m sorry. Are you hurt?”

“I'm fine, Scoots. It’s my fault. I was too distracted to notice you.”

“No, I’m pretty sure it was my fault. Let me make it better.” Scootaloo licked Cherry’s plot.

Cherry moaned. The spot where she was hit emanated a bad pain before, but her friend turned it into a good pain.

Cherry shook the moment she spotted the white one whom she hated.

Sweetie Belle wiggled around at the entrance, clearly uncomfortable in her skintight Mare-Do-Well costume. The fur-tight clothes were in a terrible state, mostly stained in old cum, with holes and tears revealing her inflamed cunny. At the same time, they were sturdy enough to restrict her mobility. The trapped filly had to fight against the opposing force with every move she made.

The slider on the zipper was fixed to her black collar with a lock. Even if she could reach the slider, she wouldn’t be able to undress. It didn’t stop her from trying, though. With the sun’s rays and already hot weather, she must have been sweating like a pig inside. With all the struggling in the tight confines, she had a hard time breathing as was evident from the loud gasps for air through her gag.

The whole scene brought a grin to Cherry’s lips. She was glad Pinkie Pie had set up a fake party and captured Sweetie Belle. The bad filly was finally put in her place. She had thought to be a hero but in reality, she was just another dumb cunt that needed to learn her place.

"Hey there, ‘heroine’!” Cherry slapped Sweetie Belle on her ass. “Saved anypony lately? Thought you could take on the entire Caribou empire all by yourself, you stupid bitch?"

Cherry hated Sweetie Belle’s crackling voice and her smart-ass remarks. But she no longer had to suffer them since her mouth was gagged, making her unable to utter a single dumb word of hers.

Others also noticed Sweetie Belle in her sorry state and pushed her around, smacking her as hard as they could and even bucking her with hind legs. One Male squirted cum on her face while others laughed at her misfortune.

She was too exhausted to resist. Her tears turned into streams before she was finally saved by the bell.

The students proceeded inside the classroom. Sweetie Belle, however, was pulled with a leash by a stallion, leading her inside. She was on a watch list and they wouldn’t give her a chance to escape the ceremony.

In the classroom, students proceeded to their dildo seats. Cherry’s was extra large and she needed quite some time before her tush actually touched the seat.

She tried to calm her nerves. The big moment was almost upon her.

Author's Note

Gdoc

The Ceremony

The teacher came in and took attendance. With a big smile, she started the ceremony.

Cherrilee wasn’t the one leading it, though. She was just a mare and only males were able to perform the ceremony correctly. She announced the master and a large buff Caribou entered the classroom, wheeling a wooden contraption behind him.

Cherry knew exactly what the tool was. The straps on it were positioned in a way to bind fillies in place so that no movement was possible.

The Caribou took his job seriously. The moment he heard a whisper among the students, he slammed his hoof against the desk, forcing silence on all attendees.

He ordered the students to form a line with two fillies at a time. One for the removal ceremony while the other waited her turn.

Cherry’s friend Scootaloo was the first to volunteer. She was eager to get it over with since she couldn’t join the Wondersluts until she completed the ceremony. “I’ll go first. I’m ready to have these stupid feathers taken away and do my duty as a slut; a Wonderslut!”

The Caribou’s face betrayed no emotion as he forced Cherry’s friend into the contraption, her forelegs tied, head fixed, legs forced open, wings spread apart and bound to the wood.

Caribou tested the binds by smacking Scootaloo’s ass repeatedly, making her moan and shiver in lust.

“Please use me as the cock sleeve that I am, master! My whorse body is nothing but a toy for your pleasure! Please rape my cunny!”

When the preparation was complete, the Caribou lifted himself on the contraption and bit at Scootaloo’s feathers

Cherry’s friend moaned and wiggled about, but the binds held firm.

The Caribou took his time pulling each of Scootaloo’s feathers. With each one his cock became thicker and bigger.

Caribou rubbed Scootaloo between her hind legs with his massive dick, making her wet and ready to receive her due.

When Scootaloo’s feathers were all plucked and bare, the Caribou applied the wing binders on the little wing stubs. Their bright red color matched her collar. For the first time, he grinned, “Now for your reward, you fuck slut!”

Scootaloo braced and bit her lip as the massive cock penetrated her cunt, but that didn’t prevent her from yelling out.

The fillies watched as their classmate was raped in front of their eyes. Some couldn’t help but touch themselves in the rhythm of the ramming thrusts Scootaloo was forced to endure.

One student, however, looked away.

Cherry noticed Sweetie Bell’s defiance right away and put a stop to it right there and then. She stepped behind the defiler, grabbed her head with both hooves and forced her to watch. “Look at her, you stupid cunt! She accepted her destiny; her fate. She knows what she is: a cock sleeve who serves her superiors because that’s what she’s good for. Why can’t you be a good student like her? The sooner you accept your place the easier it will be for you.”

“Next!” sounded from the front of the classroom.

A unicorn filly awkwardly stepped forward as the next filly took her place in the line.

The protocol was similar: arms bound, legs spread, head immobilized, but the procedure was faster since the only thing that needed to be removed was her horn. He pulled the lever and the large heavy blade separated the horn from her head, freeing her from the burdens of undeserved power.

Then came the reward. The Caribou raped her without showing any mercy. He pounded her cunny relentlessly, making the filly moan between the screams. She cummed on the floor as Scootaloo had done prior to her.

Before she was released from the binds, the Caribou picked up the cut-off horn and shoved it in the wet pussy.

The filly screamed one last time upon feeling her own horn used as a sex toy.

“Do not remove it unless specifically told by your father, understand?”

The filly nodded, pressing her hoof to her stomp.”Thank you for removing my horn, sir.” She slowly walked to her seat. With a yelp, she plunged down on her dildo which shoved her horn even deeper.

One by one, all the pegasi and unicorns were dealt with in front of the class, all losing their horns and feathers while feeling the brutal force of Caribou’s cock invading their privates.

In the end, only Cherry and Sweetie Belle remained.

Cherry opted to go before the hesitant unicorn. When she leaned into the contraption, her body shivered with intensity, pussy dripped translucent excrement onto the puddle on the floor. She was so excited that her erect wings fluttered about.

The Caribou grabbed them firmly and tied them to the wood. “You seem more eager than the rest, slut.”

Cherry yelled, “I’m ready for this sir! Turn me into the cunt that I am! rape me until I’m purple!” She stared at the Caribou, showing how desperate she was.

“Perhaps you deserve the special treatment, slut!”

Cherry looked in confusion, not knowing what he meant.

It all became clear when his massive cock pierced her cunt in one swift shove.

Her screams echoed in the classroom, even more so when he started to pull her feathers one by one while pumping her cunny.

Cherry could not help but moan and cum on the large bubbly pool left by her classmates.

When her wings were devoid of feathers, he applied the wing shrouds forever denying her the ability to fly, for mares did not deserve such freedom. The Caribou smacked her ass before untying her, making Cherry moan once again.

As she walked back to her dildo seat, she noticed that Sweetie Belle didn’t step forward. In fact, she took a step back.

Some of the classmates raised their eyebrows, others threw balls of paper at her.

The Caribou grabbed Sweetie Belle and pulled her closer. Despite her struggles, he forced her into the contraption.

She shook and shoved her entire body hoping to free herself from the inevitable fate, but her attempts were futile.

The Caribou turned to the class. “Now bear witness and see what happens to disobedient mares!”

He ripped off the bottom part of her fur-tight bodysuit revealing her anus and pussy. He pulled out a whip and struck at her ass, again and again.

Sweetie Belle cried in agony for what felt like an eternity. Her ass was covered in red whipping marks, yet the torment continued.

The Caribou only stopped when his victim was entirely out of breath, her body limply hanging in the contraption.

Cherry’s grin grew wider as she sensed an opportunity. It was finally time to get back at Sweetie Belle for so many years of annoying complaints. She lifted her hoof high to get his attention.

When the Caribou noticed her, she spoke, “Excuse me, sir. I’m sorry for being a dumb slut by interrupting you, but can I be the one who cuts off her horn, please?” She looked at him with pleading eyes, her hooves together in prayer.

The Caribou was silent for a few moments then motioned his head, granting Cherry’s request.

Cherry got up and ran to her arch-nemesis. She pressed her forehooves on both sides of the victim’s head and stared into the teary green eyes. After giving her a devious smile, she turned to the Caribou. “Is this the lever for cutting the horn?”

He pressed his hoof on top of hers and together they pulled down the lever, chopping off Sweetie Belle’s horn.

A stream of tears flooded the trapped filly’s face. Her dreams of using magic were taken away by the Caribou and the filly who she used to call her equal.

Cherry picked up the horn and held the trophy in front of her classmates. "She thought she was entitled to use magic, but we know only males are worthy of it. We mares have only one purpose: to spread our legs and let our superiors use us however they wish to. Our bodies are their property!" Cherry proudly smiled at what she said and concluded her performance by shoving the horn deep up Sweetie Belle’s anus in full view of others.

Everypony cheered while Sweetie Belle cried.

When the filly was freed from the binds, she fell into the puddle of cum on the floor. She was hyperventilating unable to pick herself up from the white goo she was drenched in.

“Help her to her seat!” the Caribou ordered.

Cherry grabbed at the leash and dragged Sweetie Belle on the floor to her seat. After many kicks, she finally got her to stand up.

Sweetie Belle positioned herself above her seat, but just before she lowered herself, Cherry moved the massive dildo back, making it slide into her anus.

“Ngh!” she protested and was about to lift herself up.

It was then that Cherry jumped into her lap, sliding the dildo all the way in her ass, pushing her horn even deeper.

Sweetie Belle’s body tighten and started to shake. Her eyes were wide open and fixed. Streams of tears poured out.

Cherry kept licking the salty face. “It seems I like it when you cry.”

Meanwhile, the Caribou congratulated everypony. After waving goodbye, he dragged the contraption out of the room.

Ms. Cherrilee addressed the class, “I’m so proud of you girls. Except for you, Sweetie Belle. You still need to be taught a lesson.”

Cherry raised a hoof. “Can I teach her?”

“That’s very generous of you, Cherry. I’ll leave her to your care then.”

The class became ever more restless in the informal atmosphere and Cherrilee opted to release them early.

Cherry shoved Sweetie Belle off her seat then tied her saddlebag around her waist. Strapping the leash around her foreleg, they proceeded outside.

In front of the school, fillies chatted and showed off their wing binders and horn stubs. Some of the parents were there to congratulate their daughters and even allow them to perform fellatio right on the spot.

Cherry hugged Scootaloo and said her goodbye. Her friend still had a trial for the Wondersluts ahead of her, and Cherry didn’t want to take too much of her time.

She looked at the student whom she was supposed to coach, but she was just a filly, how could she teach somepony as dumb as Sweetie Belle? At that point, she remembered the words she heard in the morning, “Mother knows best!”

With that, she mounted Sweetie Belle and smacked her plot so that she would move.

Sweetie Belle stepped widely with her hind legs tensing up with every step.

A few more slams on her ass sped that up a little.

Author's Note

GDoc

Mother Knows Best

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

GDoc