Harem Alliance

Button was not given a reprieve or rest for the duration of the zebra's recovery. She was rubbing herself, edging herself up to keep herself aroused for the zebra's entertainment. She wasn't allowed to cum without the zebra's permission, but she was close. She had been close for the last ten minutes, and it was starting to weigh heavily on her mind.

"That's enough," smiled the zebra. "Face down on the bed. It's time that you felt what it's like to be bred."

Button flopped down on the bed, mashing her face into the pillow and pressing her shoulders to the mattress. Her hooves stayed between her legs, which were spread wide under her lifted tail. In this position, she couldn't see anything, but she could hear. Oddly, she could hear better than normal.

Some kind of plastic was being placed against something sticky. Fake leather, maybe? Were zebras brutal enough to use real leather? Then some plastic clasps clicking into place. One of those three-pronged belt buckles, it sounded like. Then the slide of a nylon strap through a ladder clasp. Finally, the jingling of metal on metal. A small chain, most likely. It stopped making noise with the snap of a button.

She wanted to jump the instant she felt hooves on her arse. "Are you sure you've not been with a mare before?" asked the zebra. "You're spreading your legs like an over-tipped whore."

Button had to think on that for a few seconds. At first, she thought the zebra had misspoke. Tipped over or overturned would be the way to say it. Then she realised that a whore that was over-tipped would be one that was paid extra in advance, who would be doing whatever her client asked. It took a lot more brainpower to figure this out than she would like to admit, because her mind was still pretty cloudy.

She felt a rush of air across her labia, like a sniff. Then something solid and wide pressed against her entrance. She thought it was a hoof for a second, then both of them squeezed her arse. She knew the mare was alone with her, and she knew the door was locked. Nopony could have come in in such a short time, and she'd spent enough time between the zebra's legs to know what was there. So what was this thing pushing into her?

As it slid further and further in, she could tell that it was some kind of rubber material. It was long, fairly firm, was flared at the tip, and had a ridge in the midd-- It was a dildo. It was a rubber dildo, and all of the straps were the zebra securing it to her hips. The sticky thing being pressed against the waterproof material was her dripping pussy, and the material was the front of her belt.

Speaking of the front of her belt, it was now pressed against Button's button. She could feel the cold metal clasps at the base of the dildo, holding it in place. She had never had anything so big inside of her before, and she almost came just from being so filled.

"It seems that I have taken your first," chuckled the zebra. "You think it's bad now, but here comes the thirst. After you've had your very first score, you'll find that you are begging for more! Now, roll over, I want to hear you scream when you realise a mare has made you cream!"

Button flipped over and grabbed her knees, looking down at the strap-on between them. They were absolutely soaked, both of them. As the zebra pulled back, it revealed a bright red translucent tube, which was covered in little bumps. As she figured, the base was held in place by a metal ring with a few small clasps. What she didn't expect was how close their breasts were. As the zebra plunged in as deep as she could go, they were close enough that they could just barely touch.

"You like my tits?" asked the zebra, taking note of her gaze. As the zebra took hold of Button's ankles, her hooves were free to grab and massage them. "Give them some love. A squeeze, a massage, a poke or a shove."

Button did as she was commanded as the zebra gyrated her hips, keeping Button so curled that her hooves could always reach her breasts. They really were quite lovely, with thinned and soft white hair covering the supple pink skin, except for the black nipples.

Suddenly, her hooves were pressed between their breasts as the zebra leaned down, pressing their bodies together, ending with their lips and tongue. The zebra shoved her tongue into Button's mouth, and Button started sucking on it. The mouth was very, very different from her own in flavour. It was very earthy and herbal. She considered her mouth to be normal, but the zebra probably thought the same about her own mouth.

"You taste sweet, like a candy surprise. Can you feel the pressure in your loins rise?"

She could. She was going to cum again. She was close. She had been for a while, she just wasn't allowed. She was right on the edge, and she was fit to break.

Suddenly, the zebra picked up her pace, pounding her pussy as hard as she could. As their lips separated, Button could hear her own voice crying out in extreme pleasure as her back legs wrapped around the zebra's hips and pulled her in. The combined force of several orgasms denied over the course of the encounter all being let through at once forced her head back as her whole body was rocked. The zebra didn't stop, either, continuing to slam into her pussy with the dildo until Button was little more than a goofy, sopping puddle of limbs and drool on the mattress. She could not move, save for her eyes, which were starting to turn bleary. She was losing consciousness, having been fucked silly by the zebra.

The last thing she saw before her mind went completely blank was the zebra unstrapping the clasps from her waist, wrapping the belt around Button's, instead. The device was inside-out, meaning there was still a dildo in her pussy, and it would presumably stay there until she woke up, whenever that would be...