Detective Domination

Anon held his glare on the pegasus, more annoyed than anything. He squeezed her face further, being careful not to hurt her in any way but still enough to earn a reaction. He didn’t want this outcome, much preferring having been able to test out some unique spell and have a fun plan, but if she so kindly delivered herself to his doorstep of domination, he wasn’t going to complain.

“D-don’t call me that!” she snarled, her wings hopelessly struggling to free herself.

Anon rose up, slowly beginning to walk around her. Her efforts to escape were in vain, but due to how much she was exerting herself, she was working up a bit of a sweat. Coming to her rear, he eyed up her flank. Her fat flank glistened in the afternoon sun that was sneaking in through the windows, making the sight all the more amazing. Her thick asscheeks were genuinely a sight to behold, presented to him like gleaming mountains of lust-driving beauty.

“Who’d have thought you’d have the fattest ass out of the group!” he teased, eyeing her bouncing asscheeks as she continued to struggle.

Zipp only fought against her bonds further. “Tch! The heck are you talking about?! My flank is not - ahn!”

A hard smack on her ass cut her off, as Anon drank in the way it rippled from his strike. He didn’t relent, raising his hand again and slapping her other asscheek, quickly falling in love with the pegasus’ rump. It was huge, jiggly, and belonged to one of the hottest mares in all of Equestria.

“Your ass is fucking huge, slut!” Anon shot back, smacking her asscheeks several more times. “You look like more of a whore than a princess!”

A blush crept into Zipp’s cheeks from the blows her rump received as her struggles lessened. “Haa ~ T-that isn’t true!”

“But it is!”

Zipp whirled her attention forward, seeing Sunny presenting herself. With her tail flagged and legs spread, she shook her ass for Zipp to see, smirking back at her all the while. The routine claps that emanated from her motions struck Zipp’s ears like a gong, making her shudder.

“You see my big flank?” Sunny cooed, giggling. “Yours is even bigger!

Zipp gawked at her friend's sinful presentation. “B-but I never even…”

“Oh! Oh! Look at mine too!” Izzy joined, mirroring Sunny. “My ass is plump, but yours is the plumpest!”

Anon chuckled as Zipp stared on in sheer bewilderment. He knew she was likely having a hurricane of thoughts swirling through her mind, but he wasn’t going to give her the chance to think. Reaching down, he grabbed her asscheeks and spread them apart.

A sharp gasp escaped the mare as her nethers were fully exposed and presented, yet, even with her struggles returning full force, she was powerless to stop him as she was still bound to the floor. Anon gazed upon her holes, licking his lips hungrily as the same vanilla aroma from before met him. Her asshole shimmered with sweat, shining around its rim as it laid still and ready. Resting below it, the tight lips of her pussy greeted him. Her marehood wasn’t aroused quite yet, letting him know full well just how in control of her libido she was, but he’d make sure that’d change.

“G-get away from there! Stop it or else!” she seethed, waggling her hips in an attempt to shake him off.

Anon squeezed her buns, breathing in her lovely scent further. “Your ass is just so fat~ I love it!”

“It’s not fat! I…I work out for a reason!” Zipp countered, wincing as she heard Sunny and Izzy laugh at her remark.

Sunny stifled her laughter with a hoof, winking at Zipp. “Guess it just runs in your family to have a big ass! I mean, look at Pipp and your mom! Yet you still have them beat!”

“Ooooh, do you not realize you’ve got big tits too? I mean, Pipp has you beat, barely, but you’ve still got a huge pair!” Izzy followed.

“Seriously! For a pony that’s so smart and intuitive, you really did convince yourself to be ignorant about your own body!” Anon laughed.

He tuned out Zipp’s angry retorts, eyeing up the pegasus’ holes once more. She wasn’t aroused just yet, but he knew exactly how to fix that.

“Slaves.”

“Yes, Master?” Izzy and Sunny replied in unison.

Zipp cringed hearing their response. “Don’t call him that! He isn’t anypony’s Master - nnngh!”

Her outburst was punished with a smack on the ass from Anon, as he smiled over at his two slaves. “You know how that spell book has a couple heat spells left in from the previous owner?”

“Mhm!” Sunny enthusiastically nodded. “I was going over them yesterday actually!”

Zipp’s eyes went wide, as she looked back at him. “H-heat spells?”

“I want you to grab the book and show Izzy the spell,” he continued, squeezing Zipp’s rump harder.

Zipp gulped. “Hang on…you aren’t gonna…”

“And I want both of you to cast it on Zipp.”

“What?!” Zipp exclaimed, eyes widening as she watched Sunny and Izzy happily nod. “Y-you wouldn’t! You can’t!”

Sunny activated her alicorn form and levitated the cursed tome towards herself, tittering. “Oh but we can!” She flipped through its pages, stopping and presenting the book to Izzy. “And we will.”

“Oooooh that doesn’t look that hard!” Izzy chirped, thoroughly looking over the spell being shown to her. “A basic estrus spell, hmm? Kinky!” She nodded, smiling over at Sunny. “I’m good to go!”

Zipp recoiled in her binds as the two ponies began channeling a spell into their horns, wings flapping in a desperate attempt to dodge what was about to come. Her magically formed shackles remained strong, locking her in place as the spell intensified in her friends’ horns.

“G-girls, c-c’mon! Resist him! You don’t wanna cast that on me…right?!”

Izzy smirked, glancing up at her. “Oh but we really do want to!”

“And you’ll love it! Enjoy!” Sunny finished, aiming her transparent horn at the pegasus.

“N-no! Wait! S-stop! Don’t do - nnnngh! Oh b-buck!”

Zipp’s entire body spasmed intensely as she was struck by not one, but two massive estrus spells. Her body ignited into an intense heat, every inch of her feeling a radiating warmth, but the worst part was the aching desire exploding within her groin. She came the instant the spells hit her, throwing her head back and letting loose a guttural moan as her eyes rolled back. Her tongue lazily hung from her mouth while her cunt gushed with her climatic fluids, coating her asscheeks, thighs, and the floor below.

Anon watched with glee as she rode out her orgasm right in front of him. The book’s magic had grown exponentially stronger, and being his two slaves had siphoned their magic from it, their spells were scaled up tenfold. What had just struck Zipp would’ve broken any normal mare in an instant, but, as he watched her come down from her climax, his eyes went wide.

“H-haaa…that…that was n-nothing…”

The fiery pegasus’ words filled him with both excitement and ire. Her defiance was arousing but awfully annoying at the same time. Though he wished to claim her mind now, knowing it’d be a process to ruin her would make it all the more fun in the long run.

He looked down at himself, noting that some of his shirt had been dampened by her marecum, he quickly stripped it off and focused on his delectable target. Spreading her asscheeks apart again, hearing her breathing heavily, he saw exactly what he was hoping to see.

Her pussy was winking wantonly, gushing out her lust and letting it trail down her thighs like a waterfall. Her clit was engorged, poking out with every pulse of her depths—taunting him in the best way possible. Above it, her sweaty ponut throbbed with desire, clearly clenching at the empty air with a desperate need to be filled.

She was resistant, far more than he could have ever anticipated for, which meant he was going to have to give her his all if she was to become his next slut. Licking his lips, eyeing her pulsing backdoor, he squeezed her ass further and slowly drifted towards it.

“Hey, Zipp?~”

“Nnngh ~ What do you want?! Get off of me!” she snarled, glaring back at him before her pupils shrank. “W-wait! You’re not going to -“

“Sample you? Oh I absolutely am~”

Her only response was a moan, as he dove forward and latched onto her asshole. Swirling his tongue around the rim of it, his taste buds were assailed with an incredible flavor. A vanilla taste exactly like her scent swept over him, elevated even further by the slight salty flavor her sweat afforded. He’d thought it would have lessened the experience of sampling her backdoor, but somehow even a pony’s sweat was lovely.

They smelled good no matter what, their bodies tasted amazing, and they were absurdly hot—almost as if they were made to be conquered.

Which he was fully intent on doing to Zipp.

He lapped at her backdoor intensely, lathering it in his saliva before lining his tongue up with her entrance. Feeling her shuddering in his grasp, a few moans escaping her lips as she attempted to contain her reaction, he drove his tongue right in.

Though his sight was mostly covered by her tail, he could still see her throw her head back as he tongue-punched her asshole. Her wondrous taste was amplified even further, filling him with as much delight as he gave her pleasure. He shoved his face between her asscheeks, digging into her as best as he could, lavishing the euphoric flavor she provided. She huffed, twitched, and groaned as he teased her, yelping with pained pleasure whenever he smacked her ass.

Eating her ass out for a few more minutes, Anon was finally satisfied with his sampling. Pulling his face away, saliva connecting it to her ponut, he smacked each side of her flank before standing back up. He saw that both his slaves had gotten busy from the looks of it, as both were laying on their backs and frantically rubbing themselves to the sight before them, but his focus quickly returned to Zipp.

Panting heavily, tongue lolling out of her mouth, the calm and cool demeanor Zipp always carried with her looked like it had been struck down. All that remained was that same feisty mare holding on to her seemingly endless defiance and determination. She slowly looked back at him upon noticing he had stopped, scowling at him still.

“Y-you done?! I told you…I’m not becoming a slave!”

“A-ta-ta, poor detective skills there, Zipp!” He grabbed his waistband, slowly pulling his pants and underwear down. “Assuming that was all there was to it—how naive! I’ll be done only when you’re obediently bouncing on my cock.”

Her brow furrowed, heavy breaths making her shake. “That’ll never happen! Hitch and Pipp will help me stop you!”

Anon watched her scowl drop as his cock whipped out from his underwear. Thick, long, and incredibly hard, his manhood was impressive as it was, but the spellbook had seemingly boosted him in the package department over the last couple days. Easily matching even the most well endowed studs, his manhood would be a tempting and intimidating sight to any mare, and it seemed Zipp was no different.

“Pipp is way too busy focusing on her social media, and I’ll put money on the idea that you told Hitch you’d handle this yourself,” he shot back, adorning a devious grin as he watched her eyes drift down to his dick again. “Like what you see?”

Zipp shook her head, scrunching her muzzle and quietly cursing to herself. “Buck no I don’t! And they’ll come, e-even if I did tell Hitch that!”

“Your bravado is showing, slut.” Anon shifted his hips, grabbing his cock and scooching closer to her. “That calm and cool attitude of yours sure is melting away fast!”

Zipp growled in response, stripping her eyes away from his shaft. Looking to her side, she was only met with another voyeuristic sight. Izzy and Sunny were still getting off to her ordeal, but now they were arcanely massaging one another’s clits while locked in a passionate kiss. The chorus of moans and sinful promises escaping their lips sent a delighted shiver up her spine, one she swiftly dismissed.

Anon truthfully couldn’t get enough of her flank. When it came down to it, he was absolutely an ass guy, and Zipp really did have a set of cheeks on her. The fact she had convinced herself that her ass wasn’t thick, and that her workouts kept it down, only made him love it all the more.

Grabbing onto her hips, he moved himself upwards and slapped his cock right between her cheeks. She gasped at the feeling of his throbbing member sandwiched between her flanks, but after that she simply continued to hail a flurry of insults and threats his way. He paid them no mind, as he basked in the pleasurable warmth her thick buns provided.

His dick quickly became slickened in the saliva and sweat coating her asshole, as he began to grind against her holes. Sliding between her flanks, he teased her entrances with every throb of his shaft, threatening to plunge into her every time his tip grazed by them.

Chuckling as Zipp let loose another flurry of threats, Anon eyed his two slaves. “Let’s start the enslavement process, shall we?” He eyed the book, adorning a devious grin. “Start channeling the spell into her~”

Zipp shuddered beneath him, going quiet as she eyed her two friends. “It…it won’t work! I’ll resist!”

“Oh it will~” He pulled his hips back, lining his cock up with her saliva-slickened asshole. “You’ll be thanking them soon enough!”

“No I won’t! Nnnngh!”

Anon watched as Zipp threw her head back, her eyes going wide as she let out a pleasurable groan. Having slammed into her asshole in one quick motion, he savored her warm depths massaging every last inch of his dick—her walls clenching down on his shaft like a vice. His hips pressed against her asscheeks whilst he hilted himself within her, the pillowy flesh soft and comfortable against his body. Even if she was intent on rejecting the inevitable, her body was already proving how well it’d serve him.

“Enjoying the feeling of your future?~” he cooed, striking her ass and watching it wobble.

Zipp clenched her teeth, fending off the intense pleasures accosting her. “It’s - ahn - not my future!”

“We’ll see about that~”

As he spoke, Izzy and Sunny both surged magic out of their horns. Dark magic filtered from their eyes, as their spell flowed directly into Zipp’s cutie mark and head. Instantly, an intensified sense of pleasure ran through her body, her marehood winking rapidly as her true gauntlet began.

As the spell began its course, Anon began to thrust. Wet slaps rang out as he began pummeling her backdoor, sending her body lurching forward with every savage thrust he made. His body slammed against her jiggling, sweaty flanks, and his balls clapped against her drooling snatch each time he hilted within her. To say she felt amazing was an understatement. Her defiant moans, bouncing ass, and tight asshole mixed into the amorous blend of Anon’s dreams.

Zipp’s mind raced, the book’s spell already beginning to assail her. Various images of her serving Anon began to cloud her imagination. Sucking his cock, twerking for him, riding him, and even being heavily pregnant with his foals. She shook her head furiously in a vain attempt to dismiss the thoughts, but all she received was even more vivid visions.

Watching her writhing in place, Anon picked up his pace. Slamming into her ponut with greater force, the clapping that came from his body slamming against hers growing louder, he began to earn deep, guttural moans from her. Her asshole squeezed down on every last inch of his cock, caressing it with whorish need.

“Gah! Nnngh! Mmph! K-knock it - haa - off!” Zipp croaked between moans. “Stop doing - ahn!”

Her plea was met with a hard smack on her ass, Anon’s handprint clear on her cheek from the sheer force he struck her with. She wanted to curse at him, but, as his nuts slapped against her clit over and over again, she found herself alarmingly close to a climax.

She thought she’d be able to last longer, but with such intense estrus spells being pumped into her, and her unfamiliarity with outright being pleasured, it seemed her body was giving in fast. Still she knew she had her mind. If her body was reaching its limit, she’d do everything she could to focus on her own will.

Cum and become a slave.

Her legs shook below her, as her pussy began to wink even faster. Her entire body tensed up, as she quickly reinforced the barricades of her mind as the inevitable came.

I won’t become his.

With that defiant thought, she felt an explosion of pleasure release from within her.

Fall.

Her body began to spasm, as she threw her head back and let out a blissful howl.

No!

Gasping with pleasure, her pussy gushed with her marecum as her climax washed over her. The spell surged into her without remorse, conquering more and more of her thoughts.

Serve him.

She slammed her mouth shut, bracing her body as the remainder of her orgasm ran its course. She steeled her resolve, fending off the book’s influence valiantly.

Never!

Gasping, the rush of pleasure from her orgasm began to subside. She heaved air into her lungs, relieved to still have herself, but something felt off. The spell’s voice was still within her. She found herself craving Anon, wishing to submit to him, but her fiery resistance spoke even louder.

“F-fuck you, Mas - eck - Anon…”

Anon’s devilish grin quickly dropped, hearing her still defying him after her orgasm. “What?!”

Sunny stopped rubbing her pussy, with Izzy following soon after. Both slaves looked up, utterly bewildered. The spell had stopped channeling through their horns, which meant it should be entirely in Zipp—resulting in the pegasus being an obedient bitch just like them.

“Did you two stop the spell early? She came! She should be my bitch now!” Anon blurted out, glancing towards the two.

Zipp snickering between heavy breaths, wincing as he continued to slowly thrust into her asshole. “H-heh…told you…I wouldn’t fall.”

“Maybe it’s because she came so fast?” Izzy cooed, wiping sweat from her brow. “I was getting really into it too! C’mon, Zipp, just accept being a mindless bitch like Sunny and I!”

Zipp scrunched her muzzle, glowering over at the unicorn. “Tch ~ Never! I’ll never be his slave! He won’t get away with - nnnf!”

Anon cut her off with a harsh slap on the ass, his frustration boiling up as he began to rail her anew. Her smug look melted into one of pleasure, as her eyes rolled back and a sea of moans began to escape her lips.

“Yeah? You’re still moaning like a whore for me though!” Anon growled.

“F-fuck - nnngh - you!”

Ever so curious, Sunny rose up on her shakey legs, trotting over towards Zipp. Levitating the book with her magic, she flipped through its pages. Reading entry after entry, tuning out Zipp’s moaning as she focused, her eyes went wide.

“Master, stop rutting her, please.”

Having gripped the back of Zipp’s mane and tugged her head back, Anon was entirely consumed with railing the smug pegasus as harshly as he could. His free hand delivered a flurry of smacks to her glistening asscheeks, he grit his teeth as he tugged her head back, and he pounded into her with a vengeance.

“Master!”

Sunny’s yell finally snapped him from his intense annoyance, leading him to release Zipp’s mane and slow down his thrusting. Zipp’s head fell forward, as she continued to moan from his gentler thrusts.

“What?” he grumbled, eyeing Sunny. “Did you figure out what’s going on?”

She nodded. “I think so. I need to look at her eyes.”

Anon slowed to a halt, leaving his cock within Zipp’s ponut as it continued to clench down on him. Given a chance to breathe, spared momentarily from the onslaught of pleasure she was facing, Zipp composed herself and shakily looked ahead, only to be met with Sunny’s curious face.

“What’re you doing?”

Sunny stared into her eyes, narrowing her vision before smirking. “Hmmm, yup! She’s basically your slave, Master!”

“H-huh?!” Zipp blurted, shaking her head. “No the hay I’m not!”

Sunny rolled her eyes, levitating a mirror towards them. “Sure ~ Take a look for yourself.”

Scrunching her muzzle in annoyance, Zipp grit her teeth as the mirror was levitated before her. Looking into it, her eyes went wide as her heart skipped a beat. One eye of hers was normal as ever, cerulean and full of life, but it was her other eye that made her shudder. Within it was a heart, the exact same kind Sunny and Izzy had, and it shimmered with the spell’s dark magic.

“W-what did you do to me!” she exclaimed.

Anon eyed the mirror, seeing her odd eye as well. “Woah, it’s like she’s half enslaved…”

“It’s exactly that, actually!” Sunny caressed Zipp’s face, smiling. “You actually are Master’s property now! It’s just that you’re missing a few steps~”

Zipp felt a rush of anxiety run through her. “S-shut up! No I’m not! He’s not m-my Master!”

With his cock still deep within Zipp’s backdoor, biting his lip as her body still caressed his length, Anon furrowed his brow. “Slave, explain to me how you know this.”

Sunny nodded, presenting the book to him. “The previous owner dealt with something super similar to this with a mare named Lightning Dust.” She flipped to another page. “As you can see, there were a couple other bitches who resisted their purpose, but Lightning Dust was the first one for him.”

“And…what happened?” Anon pressed.

“Her defiance was so strong that one dose of the enslavement spell wasn’t enough to enslave her!” Sunny explained, swaying her hips as her excitement was clearly growing. “Only one of her eyes had hearts in them while her cutie marks also shimmered with magic, just like Zipp! After a second dose of the spell she was broken beyond repair and fully enslaved.”

Anon slowly began thrusting into Zipp again, a wide grin spreading across his countenance. “Then all I’ve gotta do is make this fat-assed bitch cum again and she’ll be my cocksleeve?~”

“I’m n-not your bitch! And I don’t have a f-fat ass!” Zipp groaned, shuddering as she felt him pressing into her again. “You won’t enslave me!”

“Not yet, slut,” Sunny snapped, glowering at Zipp. She turned, smiling up at Anon. “‘Cause I’ve got some fun news for Master!”

Anon raised a brow, slowing down his thrusts into Zipp again. “Huh? What?”

“Pull out of her.”

“Awww, but I wanna see her getting rutted again!” Izzy bemoaned, flopping onto the floor, distraught.

Sunny rolled her eyes, chuckling at her fellow slave. “Trust me, Iz, this’ll be really hot.”

Seeing Zipp’s cutie mark shimmering with magic, taking note of what Sunny had been telling him, Anon gradually began to pull out of Zipp. Her tight ponut gripped onto his length, yearning for more of his length even though her mind wanted the very opposite. Gradually, inch by inch, more of his shaft left her, before it finally escaped entirely. Zipp let out a deep groan as he exited her, gnawing her lip as her eyes fluttered.

“Okay, now what?” Anon asked.

Sunny licked her lips, eyeing Zipp’s flank. “Slap your cock right between those fat asscheeks of hers~”

“T-they’re not fat!” Zipp growled, blushing deeply. She shook her head, scrunching her muzzle. “Gah! That’s beside the point! Let me go! You aren’t making me one of you!”

“She’s really insistent on that, huh?” Izzy giggled, bouncing over towards Sunny. “So, whatcha gonna have Master do?”

Watching as Anon slapped his length cozily between Zipp’s buns, Sunny’s devious grin widened. “Tell her to twerk all over you dick, Master~”

“What?!” Zipp yelled, eyes wide. “Why in all of Equestria would I ever do that!”

Wholly confused by what Sunny could be scheming, Anon complied. “Zipp, clap your ass for me~”

“Y-yeah right! Like I’d ever - wha?!”

Finding her body working against her, Zipp began thrusting her ass back. Clapping her flanks against Anon’s dick, sliding her slickened holes along his length as she did, her eyes went wide as dinner plates.

“W-what the buck!?”

Sunny was nearly giddy, prancing in place as she watched Zipp’s own body disobey her. “Heh, just like the book said!~”

The pegasus continued to twerk on Anon’s groin, going so far as to lower her torso a portion so her back could arch and her rump would be better situated. The tempo was constant, as her lust was flung from her pussy and the sweat dripping down her form danced. Her face twisted in discomfort, the heat spell running through her not helping her nethers as Anon’s cock taunted them. She tried straining against herself, but found her body simply ignoring any directives she tried to give it.

“H-how did you?!” Her eyes fluttered as Anon’s tip teased her asshole once more, groaning. “Aaahn ~ F-fuck!”

“Well you see, Zipp~” Sunny cooed, shooting the pegasus a wink. “Sure, maybe your mind resisted that first dose of the enslavement spell, something most ponies could never do, but your body gave in entirely.”

Anon’s eyes went wide, letting out a satisfied sigh as Zipp continued to twerk against his cock. “Hehe, so I can control her body, hmm?”

“Yup~” Sunny cheered, snickering. “She’s basically your bitch.”

Zipp’s eyes darted back and forth, moving from the pseudo-alicorn to Anon over and over. Her mind was still scrambled, intrusive thoughts now permanently cemented into her brain and messing with her logic. They weren’t corrupting more of her, but they fully took up the regions of her thoughts they had conquered. She had an unexplainable lust towards Anon, an unwelcome urge to submit to him, and her mind was screaming at her to beg him to rut her senseless. She knew her mind would be entirely consumed by these sensations if she lost to him, but, as she felt herself continuing to twerk on him against her will, she gnawed her lip.

She was starting to think this was a definite losing battle.

“I…I…” she mumbled, unable to think straight, seeing Sunny and Izzy both charging the enslavement spell once again.

“Zipp, stop twerking on me.”

She felt her body immediately stop at Anon’s words, resting now as his cock remained sandwiched between her thick flanks. Gulping, unsure what to say, and unable to do anything at all, she prayed to the stars above that her mental fortitude could hold on to her sanity. Feeling him pull away from her, earning a whimper from her as the presence of his dick left her, she glanced back at him.

He motioned towards Izzy, who nodded her head in understanding immediately. Sticking her tongue out, Izzy surged magic into the glue-esque spell she had locked Zipp in place with. After a few moments, the structures trapping Zipp cracked and crumbled away. Zipp wanted to flee, to spread her wings and fly out the window to safety–to the salvation of her free will, but she couldn’t. Her body wasn’t her own, not anymore, as it bent to Anon’s every word. All she had left in her arsenal was the iron will her defiant spirit had cemented over the years. Her stern, serious mentality was already half consumed by his dark magic, and now it seemed that the final battle for her will was about to begin.

“Lay on your back.”

Her body once again obeyed Anon, as she lowered herself to the ground and rolled over. Now on her back, she looked up at him, gulping nervously as she drank in the view of his looming figure above her. He was big, muscular, and suddenly insanely handsome to her. She knew it was the spell’s magic telling her these things, making her crave him and driving her instincts to make her submit, but she couldn’t shake it. It felt so real, and it felt so right. These emotions towards the man she now despised, the creature that was intent on turning her into a mindless sex slave–she yearned for him.

She cursed under her breath, enraged at her other half for being overtaken so easily. She couldn’t lose here, she couldn’t become a slave. She was a princess, she was one of the ponies who reunited Equestria, and she was the best darn detective she ever knew! Losing her would only lead her to a life full of bliss, breeding and sheer…pure…carnal…

Scrunching her muzzle, she shook her head, finding her mind once again being swallowed whole by the corruption that had woven into her thoughts. Doing her utmost to steel herself, she scowled up at Anon, intent on not showing any weakness. She needed to use every bit of leverage she could muster, and showing him her newfound lust and submission towards him would only yield her to an unsavory fate in the view of her logic.

“Spread your legs.”

She did as told, not because she wanted to but because she had to. She winced, embarrassment consuming her as she felt her marehood be revealed once again. The cold air of the Brighthouse swept over her winking, drooling depths, sending an ecstatic shiver up her spine and truly showing her just how desperate her body had become. She’d do this, happily, if he conquered her. She wouldn’t give him that.

“W-what now…you…you loser…” she grumbled, her voice shaky as she struggled to pull her eyes off his cock.

Anon bent down, reaching out and grabbing onto one of her tits. He caressed it in his hand, squeezing and rubbing it up and down. Taking his free hand, he did the same with her other bosom, feeling her up. He smirked, playing with her fat breasts with joy, licking his lips as he did.

“Fuck, Zipp, you’ve got the biggest rack yet!” He leaned down, taking one of her nipples into his mouth and swirling his tongue around it. Suckling on her breast for a few moments, earning a set of moans from Zipp, he pulled away. “And your sister is bigger than this?! Huff, she’s going to make a great bitch.”

Hearing Anon threaten her sister with a fate as a sex slave struck a nerve in Zipp, calling upon her protective spirit as Pipp’s older sibling. “You leave her out of this! Y-you piece of trash!” She scowled, baring her teeth at him. “I won’t become your slave! She won’t! And Izzy and Sunny will be freed! You…you won’t get away with this!”

“As much as I love this defiant spirit of yours, I want to see you be my obedient fucktoy now,” Anon snapped back, glaring at her. “Sunny, Izzy, you two ready?”

“Yup!” the two slaves replied in unison, grinning.

Anon nodded, wrapping his arms around Zipp’s hindlegs. She was powerless to stop him, nervously looking up at him as she pressed them up, nearly folding her over herself as she watched her hind legs near her head. Her heart skipped a beat, feeling him begin to press his tip to her pussy, only now realizing he had locked her into a mating press. She knew the position was an intense one, from her very few escapades to more amorous sites on her phone, but never did she think she was going to be on the receiving end of it.

Then again, she never thought she might be ending up an obedient cumdump to an alien from another world, but here she was, her body already a tool for his pleasure with her mind next on the list to be conquered.

She braced herself, feeling his tip pressing against her folds further, parting her lips. Half her mind was screaming with joy at the prospect of being railed by her Master, while the other side was against every single factor of the situation. Logic dueled with obedience, and she wasn’t even facing the spell for the second time yet.

“Slaves, hit her with it.”

But now it was going to happen.

In unison, Izzy and Sunny blasted the spell towards her while Anon plunged into Zipp’s depths. The two-way combo of magic and carnal might through Zipp for a loop, earning the most ecstatic moan she had uttered so far. Her mind began to crumble immediately, a sizeable chunk of her resistance instantly being converted to the joyous bliss that wished to take hold of her.

Anon was relentless, folding her over herself and pounding into her with reckless abandon. Time and time again, he struck her g spot, sending unfathomable volumes of pleasure through her. Sheer ecstasy ran up her spine as he went, her womb being kissed by his tip each time he hilted within her, only to be saddened by the sensation of him pulling away. Her ass clapped with each plunge he made, her cheeks rippling from the sheer force in which he fucked her with. Her pussy was alight in electrifying pleasure, spasming and grasping at every inch of his cock as he thrusted.

Your ass is fat, and it’s meant to serve him.

Try as she might, Zipp couldn’t fight back the smile that spread across her muzzle at the thought. Her flanks were huge, whether she liked it or not. Even with all the working out, all the dieting, everything and anything she did to stay fit–her ass was always thick as could be. If she wasn’t destined to be his whore, then why couldn’t she escape her genetics demanding her to have such a breedable figure?

Anon kept plowing into her, as Izzy and Sunny intensified the enslavement spell, her cutie mark flashing the symbol of a heart with chains as the minutes went by.

You were made to be claimed. Made to be a fucktoy. Made to be his bitch.

She was crumbling, and crumbling fast. The intensity in which he fucked her, accompanied with the position being one of sheer dominance, was undoing her resistance at the seams. With each ecstatic feeling of his cock filling her, more of the enslavement spell pumped into her, and more of her mind was transformed into that of a slave’s.

Speaking was impossible, as all she could utter were moans of pleasure. Her adamancy to resist letting out her girlish howls was long gone, and she hollered with bliss like a mare on prom night. She had no reason to resist it, no will to do it. That part of her had been already overcome by the spell, and the dwindling remnants of her mind were next.

Obedience is bliss. You live to serve.

Zipp struggled to remember why she was so opposed to this or why she thought it was bad. Sunny and Izzy seemed happy, with the unicorn outright telling her she didn’t want to be released from Anon’s control. Her mind was telling her it was good, and she genuinely struggled to find anything to oppose the claim. It felt good, and living for it seemed right.

Her tongue lazily lolled out of her mouth, her body lurched and bent further over itself from Anon’s weight, her eyes rolled back, and her moans had dumb giggles mixed in with them now. It was a rapid descent, but her resistance was now at its limit, finding itself pinned against a rock and a blissful place–and the choice was becoming ever clearer to Zipp. As she felt Anon’s cock beginning to flare within her, the inkling of her second climax already taunting her, she only had one clear thought.

Cum and submit.

She groaned, shivering from head to hoof as the world around her spun. Logic and reason melted away. She didn’t need to think. She didn’t deserve to think. She didn’t have to use logic.

Cum and experience pure bliss.

She wasn’t meant to save her friends, she wasn’t meant to be a detective, she wasn’t meant to be a princess, and she wasn’t meant to have free will.

Cum and become his.

She was meant to be his slave.

Throwing her head back, she let out a cry of unrefined bliss as the last vestiges of her sense of self were utterly consumed by the book’s magic. Her ecstasy was in another realm, but, as Anon let out a deep groan, she found herself passing the gates of nirvana. The first traces of his cum filling her depths felt like mini orgasms in of themselves, making her scream with untold volumes of carnal delight. Her pussy gushed with her juices, coating her thighs and his body with her climatic fluid, all while his cum flooded her womb with immense ease.

She felt the deepest parts of her fill with his essence, a part of her in despair as she knew she couldn’t yield his foals–yet at least. The only coherent thoughts she had were those of her quickly forging purpose in life. Savoring his cum, milking his cock dry, and loving every second the mind-shattering orgasm overcoming her. She thanked her pathetic former self for losing so quickly, for caving in to this second round and letting herself be dominated to such a degree.

Her body spasmed intensely, Anon’s seed now overflowing from her womb and painting her walls with his molten release. She sputtered and spat, sloppily groaning as more and more of her climax gushed from her pussy. The air was littered in a thick musk of her and his scent, with Izzy and Sunny contributing to it as they had resumed rubbing themselves. Vanilla mixed with orange and lavender, and the cherry on top was the earthy scent Anon had provided.

She felt the magic funnel into her cutie mark and head, no traces of its aura outside anymore, as it was all contained within. It felt like she was being reborn, finding herself ascending to what her life was truthfully meant for–and she knew that she was born for this exact purpose. Her cutie mark warped, the once royal seal of her life replaced with the signature heart surrounded by chains. Her purpose was remade, her talent now that of a submissive bitch’s, and she blinked once, reopening her eyes to showcase the hearts that now filled them.

She had become a slave.

Her climax felt like it lasted a small eternity, sending her in and out of consciousness as her mind was remodeled to fit what she now lived for. Her and Anon both found the end of their bliss arriving, as Sunny and Izzy both reached the beginning of their own ecstasy. Panting, still folded over like the fucktoy she now was, she groaned as Anon leaned back, giving her strained body some relief from the position she had been in.

Sweat ran down her form, as well as his, and cum now began to gush out of her pussy–his load too much for her depths to handle. Her belly bulged subtly, her satisfaction was finally found, and a need to please now drove her to act. Giggling, she grabbed Anon’s hands with her hooves. Guiding them down to her tits, she placed them onto her bosoms, moaning with splendor as he immediately squeezed down on them.

“Heh, not so against me grabbing these anymore, are you?”

She dumbly giggled, a cocklusted smile splitting her muzzle. “Of course not! My huge tits, fat ass, and every other part of me are all yours to enjoy!” She licked her lips, the hearts within her eyes shimmering with magic. “Master~”

“Hnnng ~ Y-yeah! Eat my ass, M-Master!”

Pressing her thick rump back into Anon’s face, Zipp let out a groan of pleasure. Grinding her ponut into his lips, shivering as he licked at her sweaty backdoor, she giggled to herself. Cum dripped from her snatch, having been filled five more times after being conquered. Her belly was bulging a portion too, having throated and swallowed his load after each individual rutting of her snatch. Now finding him craving her asshole, she was more than happy to appease him. After all, it was her purpose.

Anon raised a hand, slapping her asscheek as he pulled his lips away from her tailhole with an audible pop. “Pah ~ Fuck, this asshole of yours is just too good!”

“You sound much better like this, Zipp~” Sunny cooed, laying back in a pool of her own sweat on the bed, having just been filled for the fourth time that evening.

Laying on her stomach, with her ass raised in the air as cum spurted out of her asshole, Izzy croaked. “Y-Yesh…she shounds…sho…mush better…”

Swirling her tongue around Anon’s tip, preparing to give him yet another blowjob, Zipp snickered. “Heh, you really - huff - did fuck her into a near coma~”

“Well,” Anon started, pulling away from Zipp’s ponut once again, “six rounds in a row, nonstop with everything I had, and with zero breaks for her to relax, probably does the trick.” He smacked Zipp’s asscheeks again, winking at her. “Now slurp all over my cock to get it ready to pump this ass of yours full of cum~”

Zipp licked her lips, leveling her muzzle with his tip. “Happily, Master~”

She dove down onto his length in an instant, slipping his entirety down her throat in one, swift motion. She gagged for a second, still training her throat to serve his cock properly, but before long she began routinely bobbing her head up and down. Slurping all over his cock, using her tongue to tease the underside of it as she moved up each time, she smothered his face in her massive derriere as she serviced him.

To their side, rolling onto her side, Sunny shrouded her asscheeks in her magic, spreading them apart. Showing off her own glistening ponut, she giggled. “You gotta fill my asshole up next, Master ~ I need some cum in there~”

“After I fill the new bitch again, slut,” Anon replied, reaching over and squeezing Sunny’s pillowly rump. “For now, come worship my nuts.”

Sunny’s enthralled eyes danced with excitement, as she shimmied over to his groin. Eyeing Zipp, she pulled the pegasus’ face up, taking her lips off of his cock. Winking at her, she lunged forward, pulling Zipp into a kiss. The princess was shocked at first, but quickly returned the gesture, moaning into Sunny’s mouth as Anon returned to eating her ass out.

The kiss lasted a few more moments, before Sunny pulled away. “Told you you’d be thanking me for helping turn you into a cocksleeve~”

“H-hehe…yeah~” Zipp cooed, giving Sunny a peck on the nose. “Thanks for teaching - hnng - me the bliss of being Master’s sex slave~”

Sunny playfully booped her on the nose. “Good ~ Now let’s get to fulfilling our purpose as his bitches~”

The two nodded, before diving back down onto his nethers. Engulfing one of his nuts into her mouth, Sunny greedily began to suckle on his orbs. Her tongue caressed one while her magic massaged the other, as she rotated her actions on each every few moments. Experienced with serving him by now, she braced her hind legs, beginning to throw her ass back as she worshiped him. The sound of her asscheeks clapping filled the air, acting as a firm reminder of the conquest of her mind.

Above her, hungrily downing his cock over and over again, Zipp deepthroated him with growing whorish expertise. She wasn’t the most experienced, but now that she literally lived to do this, she was quickly catching on to utilizing her sole reason to exist–his pleasure. She made sure to utilize every moment, twerking her ass each time Anon pulled his face away from her ponut to breathe, making sure her slutty figure wasn’t put to waste for even a second. She despised her idiotic former self for loathing her extremely generous rump, as it was perfect to please her Master with.

The two worked in unison, slobbering all over his goods as they slickened it with their saliva. Their combined efforts were quick to achieve their goal, as Anon’s balls churned within Sunny’s mouth. Feeling him beginning to flare, Zipp took a deep breath and dove down, hilting him within her throat and waiting for her meal.

With a groan, Anon shot rope after rope of cum down the pegasus’ gullet. She shuddered from head to hood with delight as she felt his warm seed fill her belly, eyes fluttering with immense pleasure as he drove his tongue into her asshole with increased desire. Making sure she gulped down every last drop of his release, she pulled her head back and released his cock.

“Bah! Mmmm ~ Thank you for the meal, Master!” she cooed, twerking her flanks as he pulled his face away. “I love being your slave!”

“Now you do, that’s for sure.” He squeezes her asscheek, nodding his head. “Get this fat ass on my cock~”

Zipp giggled, wiggling her hips and she slid down his body. With her rump facing him, she positioned his cock to her entrance. “Hehe, you really like calling it a ‘fat ass’, don’t you?”

“Well, that’s what it is!” Sunny replied, moving out of the way and laying beside Izzy. Flaunting her rear beside the near unconscious unicorn’s raised one, she giggled. “Got us beat by a fair bit~”

Anon nodded. “What the other slut said. I can’t help it~”

“I don’t mind!” Zipp chirped. “It, and my existence as a whole, are your property! Call me or it whatever you want~”

“Good, now ride me, whore.”

“Yes, Master!”

Dutifully obeying his order, Zipp slammed down onto him. His cock slipped into her backdoor with ease, thanks to the saliva coating it and his shaft, and he instantly earned a delighted moan from Zipp. Adamant on obeying her Master, pushing through the intense pleasure running through her, Zipp began to bounce on his lap. Her ass jiggled right before his eyes, earning the expected couple slaps he always gave it, as he leaned back and sighed.

“Ahhh ~ It’s surreal to think your sister has an ass almost as big as this!”

“And tits somehow bigger than hers!” Sunny chimed, now laying on her side as Izzy rested on her. “Hope you don’t mind, but Izzy kinda fell asleep.”

Anon glanced over, seeing the adorable sight of Sunny nuzzling Izzy against her chest. He knew for sure they had a romantic penchant for each other, and seeing them cuddling was downright too cute to bear.

“Not an issue at all, you adorable mare you~” he cooed, refocusing on Zipp. “So, your sister’s got an even bigger rack on her?”

Zipp nodded, her own huge tits slapping together as she rode him. “M-mhm! She’s got a - unf - pair of udders on her!” She threw her head back, groaning deeply as Anon thrusted up into her on her way down. “Nnngh ~ A-are you going to enslave her next, Master?”

“Oh? What happened to you wanting to protect her?” Anon teased.

Shaking her head, Zipp began to ride him even faster. “The stupid bitch I once was was the one who wanted to protect her! Now I’d love nothing more than to see her become a stupid whore just like me~” She snickered, a devious grin splitting her muzzle. “She’s a pretentious, spoiled slut with a body made - hnnng - to be claimed! She deserves to be ruined by your bliss, Master!”

Anon spanked Zipp’s ass again, smiling up at her. “Well then, slut, guess that’s that.” He eyed the clock, seeing how he had been busy railing his slaves into the later hours of the night. “It’s getting late, so we’ll break that plump princess tomorrow~”

“Oooh~ I’ve got an idea!” Zipp replied, licking her lips.

“And what would that be?”

Zipp fluttered her wings at her side, trying to contain her excitement as she bounced on his cock. “Since she - ahn - didn’t show up here tonight, she probably slept in the upstairs section of Mane Melody!”

“Yeah, and?”

“She always sleeps in, meaning it’ll be Jazz alone tomorrow when it opens.”

Anon was quickly catching onto the mare’s plan. “So what you’re saying is…”

“Why not make Jazz a fucktoy nice and quickly, and when my sister comes down, we use her to help ruin the bitch~”

“You think Jazz will be easy to break that fast?”

Zipp nodded. “Mhm ~ She'll be a mindless slave like the rest - huff - of us in no time at all!” She smirked. “Then we can take our sweeeeet time annihilating my sister’s mind~”

The scheme was downright devilish, but it was fitting for a mare as witty as Zipp. She not only had arguably the sexiest body yet, but her mind was a gift in itself. Able to devise amorous action like a pro, Anon thrusted up into her with renewed vigor. A new slave was taken today, but a two for one deal was prepared for tomorrow. Finding himself revitalized, the book’s magic shimmering through him and sending him further down the path of no return, he chuckled.

“Sounds like a plan~”