Lèse-majesté

by Melesse Lindenya

Rating: mature
Tags: Porn, Fetish, Pipp Petals, My Little Pony: A New Generation, Romance, Sunny Starscout, Zipp Storm, Sex
Length: 7886

Pipp and Zipp impose their divine right to rule upon Sunny, in sadistic and sexy ways.

Pipp and Zipp impose their divine right to rule upon Sunny, in sadistic and sexy ways.

Published 2023-09-29 00:10:00 UTC
Last updated 2023-09-29 00:10:00 UTC

The Right To Rule

"...Because this is what Ponykind's destiny has always been. Pegasi, Unicorns, and Earth Ponies working together to become greater than the sum of their parts." Sunny Starscout lowered her microphone, letting the heir to the pegasus throne standing next to her speak.

"That's why we're proud to announce that the Zephyr Heights Airship Station is officially open for business!" There was a round of polite applause as Zipp picked up the giant pair of scissors and cut the red ribbon at the entrance. "And this is just the first step in re-establishing our relations with the other tribes." She turned towards Sunny and smiled.

Returning the smile, Sunny spoke again. "I am so happy to be standing here today," she said sincerely. "I've met wonderful friends from all walks of life, and I have no doubt that we'll all do our part to bring Harmony back to Equestria. Hoof to heart."

"Hoof to heart!" Pipp flitted into the air, pressing her hoof against her chest as she grabbed the microphone from Sunny. "Alright everypony, hope you're all spreading the word now because we're gonna make this go viral and show the whole world how friendly we can be. Isn't that right, Pippsqueaks?"

A roar of applause answered her, and once again Sunny marvelled at the princess' ability to use her fame for good. Between Zipp's design skills and Pipp's people skills, she knew they were going to make history today.

With a final wave and a selfie of the three of them taken by Pipp, Sunny and the royal sisters stepped back and took their seats behind the podium, allowing Queen Haven to make her own speech. This was one of the worst parts of being an ambassador for Sunny: having to sit around smiling at the crowd and doing nothing else while waiting for the event to be finished.

Of course, it was much easier with the company she kept. With Zipp on one side and Pipp on the other, and both of them sitting close enough that their legs were almost touching, Sunny knew she wasn't alone in this.

Her hindleg brushed against Pipp's, sending a forbidden thrill down Sunny's spine. It would be... complicated... if word got out about their secret, but it was so, so hard not to shout out her feelings for all to hear. That would get them in so much trouble though, especially since—

Sunny nearly gasped as she felt a hoof grab her own, and turned her head the other way to admonish Zipp. The white-coated pegasus merely smirked at her as one wing was draped casually in front of the display of affection, hiding it from public view. One of these days, that was going to get them into trouble, but for now, Sunny simply smiled back and savoured the connection between them.

Finally, the speeches were finished and it was time for the reception. Sunny was forced to separate from Pipp and Zipp while she made nice with the ponies who had been deemed important enough to be invited.

Sunny had to admit, some of them reminded her a bit too much of the ponies from her hometown, just with their biases pointed in a different direction.

"Oh my, you're quite well-spoken for an Earth Pony," one pegasus noblemare said between sips of champagne, a patronizing smile on her face. "It's no wonder they sent you as their ambassador!"

"Thank you," Sunny replied through gritted teeth. "I'm sure you're very smart too."

That set the noblemare off on some vague line of false humility while she tried to explain her bloodline and education. Sunny smiled politely and waited until it was proper for her to make some excuse to be elsewhere.

Of course, some of them had also been quite wonderful, and Sunny had made more than a couple friends tonight. Still, none of them had touched her heart in the same way as the two pegasi who were now making their way towards her, grinning widely.

"Sunny!" Zipp exclaimed, embracing her in what the others would see as a platonic hug. "How's the party been for you?"

"It's been a lot of fun," Sunny replied. "Too bad Izzy couldn't make it."

"Yeah, she would've had a blast." A fond smile played on Zipp's muzzle. "These stuffy ponies wouldn't know what hit 'em."

Pipp nudged her sister. "C'mon, Zipp, it's not so bad," she said. "I've signed so many autographs and taken so many selfies with my fans! You know, you should really post more to get your numbers up — more followers means your message goes out farther."

"I'm still getting used to all of this," Sunny admittedly. "For years, nopony would listen to me, and now, everypony wants to talk to me."

Zipp smirked. "You're probably more popular than us right now."

Sunny giggled. "Not yet, but maybe soon." She winked at Pipp. "You better watch out, princess. I'm coming for your numbers."

Pipp scoffed playfully. "You're on, girl." They shared a quick hoofbump as they laughed.

"Well, I should probably keep making new friends," Sunny said. "I'll see you two later?" She let her voice drop low and sultry for a moment, lidding her eyes so that her intentions would be entirely clear.

"You know it," Zipp replied, equally sultry. "We can't wait to see you again."

"Alright, one more selfie before you go?" Pipp hopped between them, grabbing both of them with a foreleg before snapping off a quick picture and trotting off. "See you two later!"

Zipp and Sunny stared after her. "Man, I don't know how she does it," Zipp said, shaking her head. "I'd go crazy if I was constantly that online."

Sunny shrugged. "It takes all kinds of ponies," she said simply.

Zipp nodded. "Yeah. See you around, Sunny."

The rest of the night passed by uneventfully, and Sunny was greatly relieved when it was finally time for them to retire for the night. As a guest of the royal family, she'd been given a room to stay in at the palace, so nopony found it suspicious to see her headed there.

Zipp and Pipp had been called away earlier on some other royal business, but she knew they'd be done by now, so after showing her guest pass to the guards, she made her way towards her room, knowing who she'd find there.

"Hey, lover." As soon as she stepped in, a pair of soft, familiar lips pressed against hers. Zipp's eyes were filled with love and mischief as she kissed her thoroughly, pouring every bit of her passion into their embrace. In turn, Sunny pushed back against the kiss, holding her own as best she could even as she felt her legs begin to weaken. She'd been waiting for this all day long.

"Hey yourself," Sunny replied after they separated, still panting for breath. "How did the meeting with the unicorn delegation go?"

"They're still asking for us to give back some land." Pipp rolled her eyes as she stepped forward as well. "Mom'll stand her ground and they'll back down eventually, but it's so boring to watch." She smiled at Sunny. "This is much more fun."

Pipp's lips were softer than Zipp's, and the kiss she shared with Sunny was gentler, but no less passionate. Sunny's hoof reached out to cup Pipp's cheeks, caressing them softly as the pegasus mare moaned into Sunny's mouth. A moment later, Pipp wrapped a foreleg around Sunny's neck to pull her closer and deepen the kiss.

"I love you both so much," Sunny said after she'd kissed both of her marefriends. "I just wish we didn't have to keep hiding like this."

"Oh, me too," Pipp replied, pressing a hoof against her chest. "One day, they'll all be retweeting our cute thrupple pics and making weirdly horny comments about us."

Sunny laughed. "I can't wait."

"C'mon," Zipp said, reaching out to grab her hoof. "You've been standing around all day. Why don't we all sit down and chill out for a bit?"

Ever the considerate ones, the royal sisters had already prepared a pitcher of orange juice— Sunny's favourite— to be sent to her room, and Pipp poured out a nice, cold glass for her to enjoy as she sat down on the couch. A contented sigh escaped from her lips as her lovers took their seats as well, sandwiching her between them.

They'd set the temperature in the room purposefully low, so that when Sunny was wrapped up in two winghugs, she felt nice and warm instead of on the verge of overheating. She rested her head against Zipp's shoulder as Pipp did the same to her, forming a little leaning line of ponies.

"So, how're Izzy and Hitch doing?" Zipp asked a couple minutes later. "We haven't seen them since our last trip to Bridlewood." She smirked. "They still making goo-goo eyes at each other all the time?"

Sunny nodded. "It's adorable," she said with her own smile. "I heard them talking about moving in together last week."

Pipp clasped her forehooves together. "Oh my gosh, that's so exciting!" she exclaimed. "I can't wait to help them decorate their new home! It will make for a great livestream."

"I'm just so happy to see ponies from different tribes coming together." Sunny smiled warmly at her marefriends. "I want everypony to be as happy as we are." She leaned in to nuzzle Zipp, breathing her scent deep into her soul before she turned around to share a quick, sweet kiss with Pipp.

"That's gonna be pretty hard," Zipp said smugly. "I feel like the luckiest mare in the world when I'm with you."

"Me too," Pipp added.

"Aww, and you make me feel the same way." Sunny settled deeper into her marefriends' embrace. "I could stay like this forever."

"But if you do that, then you'll miss out on all the fun we have planned for you tonight." Pipp's voice had dropped low and sultry as she started stroking Sunny's withers with a wing. The combination of her lustful tone and the sensation of feathers against her back made Sunny shiver.

"Oh?" Sunny asked, her smile widening. "What kind of fun are we talking about here?"

"The kind where we take you down into our special playroom." Zipp's hoof cupped Sunny's chin, turning her so they could look each other in the eyes. There was no room for misunderstanding the look that she was giving her.

Sunny leaned forward to kiss Zipp. "Let's go," she whispered huskily before jumping off the couch.

Zipp and Pipp followed soon after, and the three of them made their way to the balcony. "Hop on." Zipp spread her wings, and with practised ease, Sunny manoeuvred herself onto her back.

The three of them took off, and Sunny basked in the feeling of soaring through the sky as she held onto Zipp. The wind whipped through her hair as she turned her head to behold the city of Zephyr Heights from above, little groups of pegasi flying about as they made their way through the night. A surge of pride filled her heart as she saw the joy they took at having their flight back, a joy that Sunny had been partially responsible for.

Next to her, Pipp was keeping pace beside her sister, and there was such sheer bliss on her expression that Sunny could stare at her for hours. The goofy smile on her face was positively adorable, and Sunny still couldn't believe that she was dating such a pretty mare.

They landed on another balcony, and Sunny felt a small pang of loss in her heart as she climbed off of Zipp. Once again, she wished she could regain those wings that had sprouted when they'd first brought magic back, so she could explore the skies whenever she wanted. One day, she'd figure out how to trigger that at will, and truly experience freedom.

Zipp leaned in for a kiss, and Sunny felt Pipp's forelegs wrap around her from behind as she reciprocated, once again sandwiched between her two lovers. Just as she wanted.

"Alright, we should get inside before anypony sees us." Zipp pulled away, grabbing onto Sunny's hoof and leading her inside.

The three of them entered Zipp's bedroom, before making a beeline towards the bookshelf at the back. Zipp pulled on one of the books, activating the secret mechanism to make the shelf slide away, revealing a hidden door. Eager grins spread out across their faces as they made their way into the secret room.

Sunny's breath caught in her throat as she beheld Zipp's "private" room. "I still can't believe you got all this stuff in here," she commented.

Zipp shrugged. "You'd be surprised what you can get away with if you say it's for 'research.'"

"Our servants know better than to spill our secrets, anyways," Pipp added.

"Well, this is one hay of a secret." Sunny glanced around the walls, which were lined with red fabric and studded with various hooks. Hanging off the hooks was the largest collection of sex toys Sunny had ever seen. Dildos of every size were placed next to a dizzying array of vibrators. Strap-ons, whips, crops, blinders, blindfolds... the list went on, every item that Sunny could imagine for a sex dungeon and then several more.

The room was lit by several candles, casting an almost sinister light onto the faces of her lovers. "So, lover," Zipp said as she walked over to a rack and draped herself over it, batting her eyes seductively at Sunny. "You ready for a wild night?"

"What did you have in mind?" Sunny asked, her eyes darting between the various bits of bondage furniture in the room. She could already feel a rush of excitement between her hindlegs as she imagined herself suspended from the cuffs that were attached to the ceiling, or strapped down to the sybian in the corner, utterly helpless to resist her lovers' attentions.

"Well, Pipp and I were chatting before you showed up," Zipp said conversationally as she walked over towards one of the hanging whips, caressing it sensually with a hoof. "And we thought it'd be fun if we spent the night teaching you to respect your betters."

The hidden edge in those words sent Sunny's heart fluttering. "O-oh." She could already feel herself getting wet at those words alone.

From behind, Pipp put a firm hoof on her shoulder. "The safe word is 'lighthouse,' okay?" she said gently, her voice still sweet as honey. "Remember, you should use it whenever you want us to stop, for any reason."

Swallowing the lump in her throat, Sunny nodded. "'Lighthouse,' got it." She glanced between Pipp and Zipp. "So, how do you want to start this?"

Zipp picked up the collar next to the whip. "How about we put this on you and then go from there?" she suggested.

"Sure." Sunny lowered her head obediently.

From the corner of her eye, she saw Zipp bringing the collar over. Her heartbeat quickened in anticipation, and not for the first time, Sunny found herself endlessly grateful that the two mares who had stolen her heart were also very dominant in bed.

It had been hard finding somepony she was comfortable submitting to, but Sunny's most erotic fantasies had always involved being forced to give herself completely to another. And now, with Pipp's firm hoof on her back, and Zipp holding the collar in front of her, Sunny's most forbidden dreams could become a reality.

Pipp released her grip and trotted up next to Zipp. "Are you ready, Sunny?" she asked, looking at her with kind, gentle eyes filled with light. Zipp similarly shone beside her sister, both of them radiating a love and serenity that filled Sunny's heart with peace.

"Yes, My Mistresses." The collar was wrapped around her neck, and when it snapped shut, just snug enough so that she would always feel its presence, Sunny felt a weight in her mind lifted as she looked up at the two ponies who now owned her, body, mind, and soul.

Zipp smiled at her as their gazes locked together, warmth flooding from her eyes to Sunny's heart. Her Mistress leaned in and Sunny reciprocated, their muzzles growing closer and closer for another kiss.

As their lips were nearly touching, Zipp's gaze suddenly grew cold, all traces of her previous love wiped away and replaced with the countenance of the Imperious Princess.

Sunny barely had time to react before she was roughly shoved to the ground, surprise causing her to lose her footing as she sprawled onto the floor, her legs splaying out as her belly hit the ground with an "oof." "Wha-?" she barely managed to get out as her shock faded.

"You think you deserve to put your filthy peasant lips on royalty?" The mock disgust in Zipp's tone was scarily convincing. "You're lucky we even let you stand in our presence."

"I-I'm sorry, Mistress," Sunny stammered out, her heart pounding in her chest as her excitement grew even more.

Zipp scoffed. "Sorry isn't good enough. Isn't that right, Pipp?"

In contrast to her sister, Pipp still wore that bright, loving smile on her face as she looked down on Sunny. Except, instead of shining with respect, the younger princess now looked at her with heavy condescension. "That's right, Zipp. I think our poor little slave needs to learn a lesson about who her betters are."

Sunny felt a chill creep down her spine at Pipp's gentle, patronizing tone. She would find no mercy from either of her lovers tonight— despite her demeanour, Pipp was capable of being just as cruel as Zipp, and the loving smile she would wear the whole time only sharpened the edge.

It was enough to ignite the fire in Sunny's loins.

Zipp's eyes narrowed. "You know, sis, I think you're right. Get up, slave."

Sunny obeyed immediately, scrambling up onto her hooves. Whatever her Mistresses commanded, she would do without question, like a good slave. She stood still, awaiting further instructions.

Zipp trotted over towards the set of stocks, lifting up the upper half of the wooden slab. "Come here," she commanded, and Sunny did so. "Pipp, can you help me lock this common whore in? I don't want her trying to run away from her punishment."

"Sure thing, Zipp." Softly, gently, deftly, Pipp placed Sunny's hooves in the notches carved out for them before easing Sunny's neck into place. "There we go. All ready for your lesson."

The other half of the bondage device slammed down, clicking into place and placing constant pressure around her forelegs and neck and reminding her that she was locked firmly into place, helpless to defend herself from whatever her Mistresses wanted to do to her.

"Are you familiar with the penalty for lèse-majesté?" Zipp asked, and Sunny could hear some shuffling from behind her. "That's the crime for insulting a member of the royal family, by the way, you stupid peasant."

Sunny had to bite her tongue to prevent herself from pointing out that she did in fact know what lèse-majesté was, though she admittedly didn't know what the punishments were since it'd been stricken from the law books centuries ago. So, she simply shook her head instead.

"I didn't think so. Let me explain." Zipp had circled around so that Sunny could see her lithe body and pretty face, and also that she was hiding something under her left wing. "First, the accused would be placed in a set of stocks at the centre of the town square, their body and crimes exposed for all to see. They attacked the reputation of the royal family, after all, and therefore must be humiliated in turn."

As she spoke, Sunny felt her back legs be spread apart, leaving her slit exposed to both the cool air and the lustful gaze of the younger princess, a gaze that she could feel on her marehood, a tingling sensation that had her clenching her thighs despite not having even been touched yet.

"Then, because of the pain brought upon her betters, the assailant would then have pain inflicted on them in kind." This was when Zipp revealed the paddle from under her wing, a flat, beautifully carved wooden implement. Sunny could see ornate trims of clouds and lightning around the edge, and in the centre was etched Zipp's own cutie mark.

"I'm sorry," she said, not really feeling the words but needing to put up a front. "Please, have mercy on this poor mare."

Not a hint of sympathy flashed in Zipp's icy glare as she ignored Sunny's plea, trotting around until she too was behind her. "The accused is then to be struck three and six times, for three is the number of Unity, and six the number of Harmony."

"Remember, Zipp," Pipp said, "this is supposed to be a lesson for our little slave." She ran her hoof along Sunny's flanks, making her shiver in delight. And while her tone was gentle, Sunny knew there would be no quarter from her either. "She should count the paddlings herself, and thank us for it, as a reminder of what she really is."

"Good idea, sis," Zipp replied. "You hear that, peasant? I want some appreciation out of you for all this attention you're getting."

"Yes, Mistress," Sunny said, bracing herself.

She didn't need to wait long, thankfully, as the first strike landed squarely on her right cutie mark. Sunny gasped as she felt the impact deep in her flesh, a sharp pain that spread out along her flank and transformed into a dull ache that pulsed in time with the desire in her marehood.

"What do we say, my little pony?" Pipp asked, gently rubbing her flank and soothing the pain by a smidgen.

"One!" Sunny shouted. "Thank you, Mistresses!"

"Very good!" A condescending slow clap could be heard from Pipp. "It's so nice to see that you can follow basic instructions. Now, can you do it again?"

The second blow came down on her other flank, making her groan. "Two! Thank you, Mistresses!"

Thwack!

Zipp was holding back. Sunny could tell, even as she winced at the pain in her rump. She considered letting the princess build things up on her own terms, but then decided to have a little fun with her instead.

"Three! Thank you, Your Grace, for having mercy on this poor servant!"

Silence.

And then, Zipp spoke, her tone chilling Sunny to the bone. "Dear sister," she said, calm as the eye of a hurricane. "Did I just hear our slave address me improperly?"

"You did." Pipp stepped in front of Sunny, so that she could see the disappointed frown on her face. "The little bitch is smiling, too."

"Insolent whelp!" This time, Zipp put all the force that Sunny knew she was capable of right onto the rump, and Sunny cried out at the sharp sting that spread across her entire lower half.

She tried to close her legs out of instinct, but Zipp savagely kicked them apart. "What do you have to say to that, huh?"

"Three! Thank you, Mistress!" Sunny gasped out, a little bit of fear trickling into her mind and making her nether start to drip.

"Aww, I think she might actually mean it." Pipp's smile returned, a false mask she wore as she loomed over Sunny despite her height. "Let's try that again, shall we?"

"With pleasure." Again, Zipp struck down on the same spot, and the tenderness in her rump made the pain all the worse.

"Four! Thank you, Mistress!"

The next blow landed on her upper thigh, which was far more sensitive and had Sunny shaking as her voice trembled. "Five! Thank you, Mistress!"

Pipp cupped her chin, looking into her eyes with a calculated gaze. "I think you're enjoying this, aren't you, you little slut?"

Sunny gulped. "Y-Yes, Mistress," she replied.

"Yeah, she's practically dripping back there." The paddle parted Sunny's folds, eliciting a lewd moan from the earth pony. "What a disgrace."

"Well, looks like it's time to teach her that her pleasure is ours to give... and to take away." Pipp winked at Zipp, and Sunny braced herself.

It didn't matter.

When the paddle landed right on her marehood, Sunny screamed in agony, all pleasures of the flesh wiped from her mind as her legs nearly gave out, twitching and jerking to try to stay upright. White-hot pain lanced her from within, centred around her loins and pulsing out to meet the dull ache that now permeated her backside.

"I'm sorry!" Sunny cried out. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

"That's not the words we want to hear from you," Pipp said, shaking her head and smiling sadly. "I know you're just a dumb little slut, but I'm sure you can remember basic instructions, right?"

Sunny wracked her brain to remember the count, then quickly shouted, "Six! Thank you, Mistresses!"

"There we go." Pipp reached down to cup Sunny's chin with her hoof, bringing it up so she could see her Mistress's approval through tear-filled eyes. "See, that wasn't so hard, right?"

"Please," Sunny whispered. "Please, I'm sorry."

There was a moment as Pipp considered her plea. And though Sunny no longer felt desire in her marehood, that single moment, when she knew her fate was held entirely in the hooves of one she loved so much, was so much more satisfying than a normal orgasm would have been. She was at the mercy of the Royal Sisters, and they could hurt her as much as they wanted, and that knowledge blotted out every other thought Sunny might have had.

Then, Pipp's grin became truly sadistic, as cruel desire burned in her eyes. "Oh, you will be, my little pony."

She gave a hoof signal to Zipp, and before Sunny could say another word, her world exploded with pain as she was struck on the same spot.

Sensitive as she was from the previous strike, Sunny could only scream wordlessly, her back legs finally giving out as they splayed out across the floor, leaving her body held up entirely by the stocks. Vaguely, she could feel her limbs twitching with helpless spasms, a last, futile attempt to run from the torment she was being subjected to.

"There, there." Pipp stroked her mane gently, a soothing motion that gave Sunny something to focus on as the pain began to subside and she could think again. "Are you starting to understand now?"

Sunny nodded. "Seven," she whispered hoarsely. "Please, Mistress, I'm sorry. Please, please, plea—"

The paddle hit her on the flank, and after the previous torture, even this agony felt like a blessing as Sunny cried out.

"Oh, dear, it seems you've forgotten your lesson." Pipp tsked at her. "It's such a shame that you'll have to do that one again, but I guess not everypony can be as smart as us. Now, what do we say?"

"Seven," Sunny repeated, her voice coming back to her. "Thank you, Mistress. Please forgive this stupid peasant for forgetting how wonderful you are."

Pipp clasped her hooves together with an excited grin. "Oh, very good! You deserve a reward for that." She extended her right forehoof towards Sunny. "I'm feeling particularly generous tonight, so I'll let you kiss my hoof."

She placed her hoof just far enough away that Sunny had to strain her head forward in order to reach it, debasing herself further as she struggled and wiggled her body to try to get more of herself through the hole in the stocks. Eventually, she managed it, pressing her lips against the hard nail of Pipp's hoof and letting out a quiet moan at being allowed this contact.

"Thank you for this honour, Your Majesty," Sunny whispered reverently.

"You're very welcome, my little pony." Pipp stroked Sunny's cheek. "Now, it's for you to finish this lesson. Zipp?"

"Sure thing, sis."

Thwack

After having her marehood directly tenderized, even Zipp's strongest blows against her rump were tolerable in comparison, though still very painful and knocking the breath out of Sunny's lungs.

"Eight, thank you Mistress!"

Thwack!

An immense sense of relief washed over Sunny as endured the final blow. "Nine! Thank you, Mistress!" The tension in her whole body began to loosen as she stopped locking her legs into place to keep them upright. Her breathing also steadied again as she felt the wetness between her legs return.

And then the tenth strike came.

"Aaaaah!" Sunny immediately collapsed again as she let out a shocked scream, the sudden pain igniting her fight or flight instincts as she began to writhe about in panic even as the fresh pain began to transmute into a dull soreness once more.

"Figured I'd teach you one last lesson before we moved on," Zipp, still holding the paddle as she came around to stand beside her sister. "Nothing can protect you from the will of the Royal Family. Doesn't matter what the law says, or what other ponies think, or what some lowly peon like you wants.

"If we want to hurt you, then we will."

If she hadn't been in so much pain, Sunny might have had an orgasm right at that moment.

As it was, she simply looked up at her Mistresses with total reverence, eager for whatever they had planned for her next.

"Oh, look, our slave wants more of our attention!" Pipp said, pointing at her and giggling. "How precious!"

"You know, we really put a lot of effort into teaching her a lesson," Zipp mused, tapping her hoof against her chin. "We should be getting something out of it, don't you think?"

"I think you're right, Zipp." Pipp walked up beside Sunny, unlocking the stocks. "I'm feeling in the mood to be entertained right now." She lifted the upper half of the stocks up, freeing Sunny. "Get up, my little pony. We're going to turn you into the toy that you were always meant to be."

Sunny scrambled onto all four hooves, feeling a bit wobbly still and her backside still smarting. The collar kept a constant pressure around her neck, though, reminding her that she was owned, body, mind, and soul, by two wonderful, beautiful mares.

"Over here," Pipp commanded, leading Sunny towards the back corner of the room. There were a number of different devices waiting for her, and Sunny couldn't wait to find out which she would be strapped to.

And then Pipp motioned to the wooden horse, with a wicked triangular shape tipped with steel, and Sunny's heart stopped.

"Mistresses, I—"

"You dare question us?" Despite the tone, Pipp allowed just a little bit of her natural cheerfulness and love shine through in her expression, enough to ease Sunny's mind that there was a plan here.

"Of course not, Mistress," Sunny replied, bowing her head. "I am yours to use as you see fit."

"Good girl." Pipp patted her on the head as Zipp came up to them carrying a set of chains. "Now, stick out your hooves."

Sunny did so, and in short order she found her forehooves shackled together, the chain connected to a pulley attached to the ceiling of the room. Zipp began pulling on the other side, and Sunny was forced up, up, until only the tips of her back hooves touched the ground.

And then, she was suspended in the air.

After a bit of manoeuvring, Sunny found her legs dangling over the wooden horse. Zipp then proceeded to lower her downwards, and her heart began to race once again, her breathing becoming shallow as her marehood pulsed in imagined pain.

"So, this is what's gonna happen," Zipp explained, casually holding the other end of the chain. "You're gonna have to put on a show for us if you wanna avoid getting your cunt split in half. I'm sure it's gotta be pretty sore from that paddling I gave you, huh?"

Sunny nodded. The sharp, metal-tipped edge of the wooden horse glistened menacingly in the candlelight, promising pain to all who touched it.

Zipp slowly lowered Sunny further, giving her the chance to clasp her back legs onto the sides of the horse to save herself the torment of resting her marehood directly on the angled edge. Eventually, the chain had enough slack that Sunny could choose if she wanted the strain of keeping her off the edge on her front or back legs.

"And now, you're gonna dance for us, slut." Sunny wasn't sure when Zipp found the time to grab a riding crop, but the sting of its lash against her barrel nearly made her lose her grip and slide down.

Another strike against her belly, and Sunny yelped in pain, but held true, terrified of what would happen if she slipped. As promised, she kept instinctively wriggling her body back and forth, trying to predict where Zipp would strike and bracing herself for it.

Just when she was starting to get a grip on this new torment, she heard Pipp speak. "Oh, you're doing such a good job. I think it's time you got a little reward."

The small pink princess trotted up to Sunny with a vibrator in her hoof, and Sunny gulped as it was placed against her clit.

Pleasure flooded her body, all the sweeter for the pain and anticipation she had endured. It overrode the cries of her abused cunt as Sunny let out a lewd moan at this new and very welcome sensation.

And then her back legs slackened, and metal struck oh-so-sensitive flesh.

Luckily, Sunny's instincts made her try to close her legs, pushing her back up the wooden horse, but not without a stab of pain that was quickly overridden once again by the vibrations on her marehood.

Breathing heavily, Sunny began to squirm as the tension in her limbs increased in concert with the pressure building in her loins. Several times, she tried to give her back legs some respite by allowing herself to slide down, and each time, the pain inflicted within her was enough to make her regret that decision.

All the while, Zipp continued to abuse her with her crop, laughing each time she yelped in pain. "Wow, you sound really beautiful when you're in pain, did you know that? I could do this all day long."

"Me too," Pipp chimed in. "Stars, the fear in her eyes is so pretty. And the way she's bucking her hips against the vibrator is, like, something only a total whore would do. Adorable."

Sunny managed to blush at the praise despite everything going on, the pleasure between her thighs building as she made a final push to hold on long enough to achieve orgasm. Pipp seemed to sense this, as she turned the vibrator up and pressed it harder against her marehood, driving her desire to new heights that were only bolstered by Zipp's tender ministrations on the rest of her body.

She'd definitely have welts to show for the abuse in the morning, but right now, each time she was struck brought her a rush of both pleasure and pain. Sunny pulled hard on the chains binding her forehooves, not trusting her back legs to keep her from harm once she went over that edge. She was so close, the pressure building up like a dam as she humped the vibrator with wild abandon, meeting the eyes of Princess Pipp and seeing her own lust reflected in them. A few more seconds and she would—

Pipp pulled away, taking the vibrator and its stimulation with her.

At the same time, Zipp released the chain on the other side of the pulley.

Sunny fell onto the wooden horse and screamed, her pleasure cut off as pain nearly blinded her.

The agony only lasted a moment, however, as Zipp quickly pulled her back up, though not so quickly as to risk dislocating her shoulder. Dimly, Sunny could hear mocking laughter from both her lovers as she was lowered back onto the floor.

Her vision cleared, and Sunny looked up to see both princesses standing above her, looking down with desire tinged with such cruelty and sadistic glee that she felt her desire return like a roaring furnace, raging at the release denied from her.

"Well, that was fun," Zipp said. "But watching that really got me worked up, y'know?" She turned around, presenting her pristine white pussy to Sunny, practically dripping with wetness. "I think it's finally time we used the whore for the thing she was really meant to do, don't you think, sis?"

"Oh, definitely." Pipp grabbed Sunny's head and pushed her straight into Zipp's winking nethers. "Don't you feel honoured that your tongue gets to grace the flower of a princess?"

"Ymph miththrenth." Sunny couldn't quite respond properly, on account of her tongue being firmly lodged between Zipp's slick folds. Her lover tasted divine, and Sunny had known her long enough to know just what she liked, where to press against her inner walls in order to elicit the growling moans that were music to her ears.

"You— mmm— you gotta try her out, sis." Zipp groaned as Sunny swept her tongue against her most sensitive point. "This whore really knows what she's doing. Probably spends all day eating out random mares on the street."

"That sounds about right for a common whore like her," Pipp agreed. "I think I'll check out her other hole."

The hoof pushing her head forward disappeared, but Sunny just kept on eating Princess Zipp out. Why would she want to stop, after all?

A moment later, Sunny felt something soft and wet prodding at her own folds. She knew her lovers well enough that she would have recognized the feel of Pipp's tongue on her body even if she hadn't been the only other pony in the room.

"Mmm," Pipp hummed into Sunny's cunt. "Delicious. I'm so happy that your body is worthy of the Royal Palette, because I'm going to have so much fun with it."

With that, Sunny found herself in the centre of a wonderful Royal Sister Sandwich.

Pipp knew just how to drive Sunny wild, licking and sucking and nibbling all other the most private area between her thighs. It took all of Sunny's concentration to keep doing the same to Zipp, her own moans adding to the symphony filling the room.

"Oh, you're getting close," Pipp murmured as she gently licked away at her clit. "Hey Zipp!" she called out. "Our little whore is about to come!"

"Oh hey, m—me too," Zipp groaned, pushing her rump harder against Sunny's face as she grinded on her tongue. "What're you planning on doing about it?"

"Well, it looks like she's been doing a really good job servicing the royal treasure," Pipp mused, idly stroking Sunny's folds with her hoof and keeping right on the edge of orgasm. "But that's not what this is about, right?"

Zipp snorted. "Sure isn't."

Sunny knew what was coming, knew how cruel Pipp could be despite her cheery demeanour, but that didn't stop her from intensifying her efforts on her sister, desperately hoping that if she pleased Zipp enough, she might be granted some clemency.

The pressure in her loins had reached a fever pitch, her hips bucking against Pipp's hoof with wild abandoned seeking thor final release. Sunny gave Zipp's folds one long lick before sucking hard on her little bud, making the older royal sister cry out in bliss as Sunny was rewarded with a gushing of Zipp's most precious nectar right onto her face.

"Oh, don't stop don't stop don't stop!" Zipp commanded, riding out her orgasm on Sunny's face as Sunny did as she was told, pushing past the screaming of her own loins to thrust her tongue in and out of Zipp's inner walls while they convulsed in pleasure against her.

And then, the moment Zipp's orgasm ended, Pipp pulled her hoof away from Sunny.

Sunny whimpered at the denial, the tension painfully pulsing with her dripping folds. Pipp giggled at the sound. "Oh, isn't this much better than an orgasm?" she asked sweetly, tauntingly. "You get to suffer for our viewing pleasure instead!"

Another whimper from Sunny as she felt herself fade away from her peak. Then, just as her passions began to cool, Pipp started the torment right up again, using her tongue to drive her right back to the peak once again and hold her there.

"Hey, I'm not done yet," Zipp barked. "What good's a whore who's only good for one round? Get your tongue back in there before I cut it off!"

Sunny let out a pitiful whine as she dutifully went back to servicing Zipp, desperation addling her mind as she continued to drink deep of her lover's desire.

Time and time again, she brought Zipp over the edge, and time and time again, Pipp brought her to the edge, only to laugh as she denied her relief. "You know, you really should be thankful to us," she said casually after the third time. "You were lost without your Mistresses to guide you, but we've given you so much attention and showed you just where you're meant to me. Oh, it's just so perfect, don't you think."

Sunny had simply groaned at the degradation, hating yet savouring the burning between her legs.

Eventually, after the fifth time Zipp came right on her face, Pipp made a new decree. "Okay, every performance needs a grand finale," she said, pressing the vibrator right inside Sunny's cunt. "So why don't you sing for us, whore." At the same time, she suckled on her clit, and didn't stop when Sunny approached her peak.

Sunny's scream was muffled by Zipp's own private parts grinding against her face as they came together, but that didn't mute the incredible pleasure that she felt, only enhanced it. Wave after wave of ecstasy crashed over her, her inner walls convulsing around the vibrator and milking it for all the pleasure she could get.

At some point, her legs gave out, and she sprawled out onto the floor, but Pipp just kept playing her body like an instrument, drawing out her orgasm for as long as she could. Her mind blanked, and her hips had a mind of their own, and the whole world was her cunt and the attention her lover was giving to it.

At some point, when she had collapsed nearly entirely from exhaustion, she felt the collar around her neck click as one of the two sisters removed it. "You alright there?" Zipp asked, offering her a glass of water as she downed another one herself.

"Never better," Sunny said with what little breath she could muster. She took the glass gratefully and drank deeply from it, collecting her thoughts after that mind-shattering orgasm and remembering one last loose end. "Hey, Pipp, you didn't get to come yet, right?"

Pipp waved a hoof dismissively. "It's fine, I got it." She was still holding the vibrator from before, and was now holding it between her thighs. "I wouldn't mind a kiss, though,"

Sunny grinned and leaned over, taking Pipp's lips with her own. This was how their sessions often ended. Zipp could achieve orgasm as many times as she wanted, much to everyone else's jealousy. Sunny was usually good for one really good one before she was done, though they sometimes liked to tease her afterwards when she was still sensitive.

And Pipp didn't care much about her own release during a session. If it "vibed with the show" then she would come; otherwise, she was content to basically rub one out afterwards and let out the pent-up energy that she delighted in building up.

Still, that didn't mean that Sunny couldn't passionately make out with her while occasionally pausing to watch her lover's beautiful pink pussy pulse gently with pleasure as Pipp let out a quiet sigh, coming softly and without much fanfare compared to the other two ponies in the room.

"Wow," Sunny said, sometime afterwards. "I've definitely missed this."

"Samesies," Pipp agreed. "You should really come visit more often. We've still got so many toys to try out."

"We weren't too hard on you, right?" Zipp asked, looking concerned.

Sunny casually rubbed her pussy, savouring the burning ache that it produced in response. "Nah, you pushed me to basically my limit, but that was absolutely perfect. I haven't felt anything that intense in a while."

"Sweet." Recovering quickly, Zipp flashed her a cocky grin. "So you ready for round two tomorrow?"

Sunny paused to think for a moment. "Don't we have that charity gala tomorrow that's supposed to go really late?"

"Your dress'll be long enough to hide a vibrator in there," Zipp replied simply.

Sunny gulped. "But what if I get caught?"

Pipp placed a kiss on her kiss. "I guess our little songbird will have to learn to be quiet, then.” She paused for a moment before her expression grew serious. “I totally get if you want to do it, though. We’re used to getting away with all sorts of crazy things in the public but if you’re not comfortable with it then that’s extremely valid.”

“I’ll think about it,” Sunny promised. She grinned weakly. “At least if we get caught we won’t have to hide our relationship anymore.”

"One day," Zipp promised. "One day, I'm going to put a collar around you and dress you up in all the royal jewels and parade you around the palace as my mine for everyone to see."

"And I'll make sure it goes viral," Pipp added.

"I want to live in a world where it wouldn't matter if you did," Sunny said softly, blushing.

"That's what we're working on, isn't it?" Zipp asked. "A world where love really can conquer all."

"And a world where you can get signal anywhere in Equestria," Pipp added.

They shared a laugh as the mood instantly turned lighter. "That too," Sunny agreed.

There was a knock at the door, and they all instantly tensed up again. "Darlings, I've had the staff make cookies for you," Haven's voice called out from the other side. "I'll leave them by the door. And remember, we have the photo op with the ambassador from Bridlewood tomorrow morning, so don't stay up too late!"

"Yes, Mom," the two sisters called out.

"And give my love to Sunny too!"

There was an awkward silence after that as Queen Haven departed.

"Well, I guess that's one person we don't have to worry about," Zipp said, blushing for the first time that night.

Pipp covered her face with her hooves. "How does she manage to find the most embarrassing way to tell us she knows stuff?"

"I think that's officially enough excitement for one night." Sunny nuzzled both sisters before letting out a contented sigh. "You wouldn't happen to have a bed in here where we could sleep, do you?"

"Way ahead of ya." Zipp pulled a lever and one of the walls swung open to reveal a simple but large bed.

The three lovers made their way to the bed and Sunny found herself sandwiched between Pipp and Zipp as they drifted off to sleep, dreaming of a better tomorrow.