“None of them? Really?” Celestia just couldn’t understand it. How could none of them have worked out? They were all perfect for me… Or that’s what she thought anyway.

Truth is, none of them were really my thing. It was always the same boring charade I’d played out hundreds and hundreds of times, so much so I could recite by heart. They invite me over, try to win me with some cheese and wine, then try to force themselves on me like they own me.

That’s not the kind of Stallion I want for myself! Not a stallion who thinks I can’t do anything by myself, not a stallion who wants to control me and how I feel, on the contrary.

“Not a single one.” I sighed and poured some sugar into my tea, rotating the silver spoon with my magic. “Listen, just leave it to me. You don’t have to go looking for every stallion in Canterlot who wants to date me. Truth is, they just want to because I’m an alicorn princess. I know you just want what’s best for me, but I can choose for myself, I have my own standards.”

Celestia just sighed, Shaking her head left and right. “I think your standards are too high.” She added.

My standards? Please. Is it ask too much for a man to simply obey me? To not treat me like any other girl in the street? I know my worth, and my husband should know my worth too. If he doesn’t, I’ll remind him of it. And if he can’t see it, well then we’re just not meant to be.

“You choose based on what you think would be a good pick for you. Your standards, not mine.” I had to stop sipping my tea to answer her. “It’s not that my standards are high, they just aren’t what you’re used to. Tell me then, why are you single?”

“You know my position requires this. A marriage is… Difficult.” Celestia glanced around the room, probably remembering all past loves. I knew some of them, they weren’t exactly bad ponies per se, but they just weren’t compatible with her. So what’s wrong with me taking my time to find someone who is? After a sip of her tea, she gently put it down on the table. “I’ll leave the choice to you tonight, then.”

“You better.” I added, finishing my tea and setting my own cup beside hers. “I’m going to go get some air.”

“Enjoy the Gala.” She nodded.

I excused myself from the table, we’d been chatting for a while, by now the groups of patrons had already gathered around in small socialite circles, chatting among themselves. I get that she really wants someone for me, but just let me pick. I won’t mess up, she knows that.

I walked among the crowds, my beautiful silk dress lined with golden accents and a tight golden chest piece fitted with a sparkling purple gem caught the attention of patrons as I passed by them, it hovered just a few inches above the floor. Maybe it wasn’t the outfit that made them turn their heads, but the fact that I was one of two alicorns at the event. .

Murmurs filled my head, whispers and classroom-level gossip could be heard every now and then. ‘How’s she still single?’ One mare asks. ‘Must be difficult dating her…’ another stallion replies.

Their voice is only drawn out by the beautiful orchestra performing live at a nearby stage. Maybe it’ll do me some good to have a look around the dining room at least, this is the gathering place of all dignitaries and elites in Canterlot, after all.

That one looks like he’s trying too hard, and that one’s clearly had way too many cups of wine. Oh, he looks maybe— Oh, that mare beside him is his wife, nevermind. Ugh, these are all terrible. Maybe I just really need some air.

Celestia’s bedroom balcony has a great view of Canterlot, it ought to help me clear my head at the very least.

Soon, the clacking of pots, pans and silverware on expansive plates slowly turned silent. The orchestra now just echoing along the distant walls of marble floors and ceilings, with large vertical windows letting moonlight illuminate the dark corridors of the castle.

It’s not someplace I should be. Usually, during important events like these, only the main areas are accessible to the public. The rest gets closed off, but I’m a royal, it’s not like it matters anyway.

As I’m left alone with nothing but the echoing sounds of my footsteps on marble, and my own thoughts, I can’t help but at least consider what Celestia said. My standards aren’t too high, are they? No, I know who I am and what I want. I’m a mare of confidence, responsibility, one with many diplomatic worries and a powerful position to make important decisions. I need a Stallion that recognizes this, that can just follow orders and be there for me when I need him, to do anything for me, who’ll have just as much trust in me as I’ll have in him.

Most of the other stallions I’ve interacted with haven’t been very pleasant either. Come on, one of them tried to kiss me on the first date, he thinks I have no integrity, he thinks I’m just any whore he can use and abuse, and display me like a trophy.

Look at me, I’m dating Cadance! The alicorn! Look, aren’t I cool? Oh please, shut up. I’ve had enough of that in my life already, way too many stallions are only interested in me for the bragging rights or the power associated with it.

And plus, Being a royal and having the spotlight on you is not always good. Can’t even recall how many times I had to watch my mouth or risk having my reputation ruined. I can’t have some kind of crazy husband, acting on his own, doing whatever he wants.

I get it. She’s taken care of me all her life, she’s like the mother I never had, she’s protective of me so of course she wants to pick the right guy for me, but it’s like she doesn’t trust me to make my own choices.

That’s when I finally saw him. I turned the corner into a long hallway where a tall window at the end lit up the marble flooring, but also reflected off his well-polished armor and spear, as well as part of his white coat that peeked from under it. He was standing at the entrance to Celestia’s room, it seemed he was guarding this area.

He couldn’t have noticed me stepping closer, he was asleep on the job. I thought about just sneaking past him or waking him up normally, but tonight had been so boring all the way through that I might as well do something to mix it up a little.

“ATTENTION!” My stern voice echoed along the halls as I slammed my foot on the ground, the sound of which made him snap back to reality, with a confused gaze.

“GAH! Wh- WHO GOES THERE!?” He barely had the reaction time to figure out who it was that woke him up. “This a-area is off limits!” Using his magic, he floated the spear to his side and pointed it directly at me.

I creased my forehead in disgust, just barely lifting a lip. What a lazy bastard.

Once he finally realized who it was that he was pointing that spear at, his eyes widened in surprise as he gasped and lifted it up. It’s not like he could hurt me with that anyway, I knew plenty of magic spells that could disarm him in an instant.

“I-I’m sorry- Cadence!” He blurted out in a desperate (and frankly pathetic) attempt at apologizing. “I-I was- I was just-”

“Your highness. You’re not intimate enough with me to be calling me Cadance.” I interjected, with a snarl on my face, while my eyes stared at him up and down. Well at least he doesn’t look half bad.

“Y-Yes, your highness! I apologize, your highness!” He added as I stepped closer to him, eyes locked on him with a clear look of disgust on my face, he just backed further away, pushing his own body closer to the wall.

“You do realize what you’ve done, don’t you?” A sly smirk grew across my face. This is going to be very fun. For me, at least.

“I was asleep at my post, your highness.” He frowned his head like a puppy, avoiding eye contact with me, just staring at the ground.

“Not only that. But you pointed a spear at me.” Fighting against his body, I used my right forehoof and gently guided it to his chin, lifting it so I could look into his eyes, hiding just beneath that helmet. “You pointed a spear at the Princess’ niece. How would Celestia feel about that?”

“U-Um- I- Um… I don’t… I think she wouldn’t be very pleased… Y-Your highness..” He gulped down his fears, but I could still see it in his eyes, and in the shakiness of his voice. “I-I’m sorry- I didn’t know it was you, your highness. It’s just- that It’s dark- And it’s hard to-”

“I don’t want to hear excuses!” Interrupting him once again, I forced his mouth shut by shoving my forehoof against his snout, let’s see how far I can really push this stallion. “She’s going to know about this, and you can consider yourself out of this job by tomorrow.”

Oh the look in his eyes, one of terror and worry. Being a royal guard is nothing to scoff at, the fact he got this far, to be trusted to guard Celestia’s bedroom during gala night? It’s an achievement by itself.

Of course, I’m not going to tell Celestia about this, and even if I did, she wouldn’t really care that he was asleep at his post. Probably relay it down to his captain and have him scolded verbally, but that’s about it really. He probably expected something worse from me.

Still, it’s fun to see such a wimp shaking at the mere thought. Now THIS is the kind of stallion I need. He’d make a great stay-at-home husband.

“No! Wait! Please! You can’t do that!” He exclaimed, falling to the ground, ready to kiss my hooves dramatically and pushing his spear aside, which rolled along the marble floor for some inches. “I-I tried so hard to get this position, I know I made a mistake but you can’t! It’s my dream! I want to be captain of the royal guard someday!”

With that attitude? Hah, please. But seeing how he was clutching at my hoof, with puppy dog eyes, I couldn’t really ignore his pleas. Let’s put a fun spin on it, shall we?

“Fine. I won’t.” I stepped back, pulling away from his grasp, and his eyes opened wide as soon as he heard those words.

“You really mean that!? Thank you, your highness!” He was ready to smile, but I stopped him before he could thank me properly, approaching closer, my eyes locked with his, like a predator about to launch its killing blow on a helpless prey.

“With… One condition.” This shook the excitement right off his face. I bet all sorts of scenarios were going through his head. Maybe he expected to have to do different physical trials, maybe he expected to be punished less severely, but he surely didn’t expect me to say… “Do as I say for tonight, and I’ll think about your case.”

Curiously, my words seemed lost on him. It’s like the whole subtext of the phrase just bounced off his thick skull, and I could see how he didn’t quite understand what I meant.

“Oh- Well, you are technically higher than the captain in the chain of command. I have to obey you, I have no other choice.” As expected…

“No, you moron!” I stepped closer and swung my hoof, letting it tap against his helmet not so gently. “I want a stallion to satisfy me. Royal life isn’t easy, you know. It’s decrees, meetings, meetings about the decrees, decrees about the meetings… Ugh, so much diplomacy. And I can’t even find myself a good stallion to make me feel good in my free time.”

“Oh- I’m- Sorry to hear it, your highness. But-” He spoke whilst fixing his chin-strap, barely audible through a shy whisper. “B-but do you really think I’m the best fit for you? I-I Mean- I’m still at my post- And a new sentry is supposed to come in just a few minutes!”

This is the time to play to his weaknesses. He may think he’s special if I outright tell him yes, and in a way, he does have something about him that makes him unique from all the other stallions I’ve met so far, call it a gut feeling I have. But this might boost his ego, and I want to keep him under my hoof at least for tonight. Maybe if I like him, I’ll see him a few more times, but for now… I’ll make him know his place.

“Course not. I can always find a better fit.” I couldn’t. But I had to sell the illusion at least. I wonder if he knows how much I actually do need him. “I guess if… You won’t do it, I’ll simply find another stallion who will.”

Now, for the dramatic exit. I let him ponder for a second as I made my way back the way I came, slowly but surely, I could tell that with each step, he considered the option more and more, and just about now, he should…

“Wait!” He exclaimed, his voice echoing loudly along the walls. “I-I’ll do it! I’m sorry I denied you, your highness.”

Bingo. Tonight’s going to be very, very fun.

“Good boy. That’s what I like to hear from a loyal guard. Don’t worry, maybe you’ll even get promoted if you do your job well.” I turned to face him, revealing to him the sly smirk that had grown across my face. It was difficult for me to hide my excitement but I put on a stern and demanding expression, the moment demanded it. But something about him told me he was just as excited as I was. Did he really accept the offer just because of the threat?

Stepping closer, I could notice just how much he was trembling with his breathing getting quicker, and his posture slightly more reserved. For some reason, my body was not as interesting or enticing as the floor tiles. I can’t tell if that’s cute or pathetic.

“I gave you such an opportunity, aren’t you even going to say anything?” My motherly tone from just a moment ago was gone, and as I lifted his chin up once again with my hoof, I noticed the sudden change in his demeanor. Hopefully, by now, he’s starting to realize just what kind of trouble he’s gotten himself into.

“I-I’m sorry!” He immediately apologized when I pointed out his mistake. Well, at least that. “Um- Thank you.”

“For what?” My head tilted slightly to the side, raising a brow.

“F-For letting me obey you…”

Oh those words. Words cannot express how much they make my heart flutter, putting a huge grin on my face. It’s difficult to explain why it is so, but being in this position of power is enough to make me want to giggle like a schoolgirl on the inside, while keeping the composure of a royal on the outside. He’s already so obedient, thanking me for something I made him do.
“Good boy. It isn’t that hard to be grateful. Don’t let it slip your mind again.” My grin faded quickly as I pushed him back against the cold wall. “Now let’s go. You don’t expect me to do it in a corridor, do you?”

Without a second thought, I pushed past him and entered Celestia’s bedroom. I’d been here countless times as a younger filly and now in my adulthood, I didn’t really have a problem invading it like this. I just hope auntie doesn’t catch me here…

“Wait- In her bedroom!?” He stood at the entrance, his body told him to go inside but his heart and mind told him otherwise. It’s like there was some forcefield preventing him, maybe the fear of losing his job being caught in Her — higher — Highness’ bed. “I-I can’t- I shouldn’t!”

“I’m telling you to! Now get over here.” Stomping one hoof on the ground, I commanded him to step inside. I’m the one who’s going to be in trouble anyway if we get caught. I won’t let a random guard own my mistake, I was raised better than that. Besides, I’ve already threatened him with losing his job. He was already stuck between a rock and a hard place anyway.

But this is a curious test of determination and loyalty. Would he stay loyal to me despite the moral implications? Of course he would, there he was stepping through the door frame with a sigh. Maybe he was thinking more with the lower head rather than the upper one. Didn’t matter to me so long as he obeyed my commands.

“Close the door behind you.” I ordered once more, and it was quickly obeyed. I’m starting to really like him. “You’re not being half bad so far. Maybe you won’t be completely worthless.”

“I… Will take that as a compliment, your highness.” Look at how nervous he is. Even as he sat before me, I could notice just how much the adrenaline was pumping through his body. I can’t deny I wasn’t enjoying this either, I was just much better at hiding it.

Doing it in the Princess’ bedroom? Now that’s something alright.

Her bedroom was neatly organized thanks to the Royal maids, but it still had a bit of her. Her study area in one end of the room where in a wall, two alicorns swerve around the sun and a crescent moon. I wonder if she still blames herself.

I turned around and made my way to her large bed, one covered by cascading expansive silk curtains hanging from the golden frame above, sitting on the fluffy mattress which was covered by another thick blanket. I had to walk a set of a few steps to get to it, raising my height like I was in a throne, or some kind of goddess to be veneered. I wasn’t, but it is a powerful image since he’s seeing me from down below. And probably looking up my dress too…

“Take off your armor.” I ordered, crossing one leg over another, adjusting my dress as I sat down.

“All of it?” His eyes darted down to his own body.

“Of course. I want you naked.” I rolled my eyes as if it still wasn’t obvious by now what I wanted, but maybe He’s just shy. Eh, I’ll fuck the shy right out of him.

“Naked… O-Of course, your highness.” I watched him go piece by piece, unbuckling his helmet, followed by his chest piece. Might as well use this free time to ask him some questions.

“So, what’s your name, soldier? Not that it matters, I’ll hardly be calling you that. It’s more of a formality.” His front hooves were being stripped naked of the armor, followed by the piece at his hindlegs and back, using his cerulean colored aura to gently float the armor to the ground.

“Oh… I’m Shining. Shining Armor..” He added, swinging his body around in a circle in order to remove yet another piece of armor, by now I could see his cock tapping against his belly, he’s probably more excited for this than I am. It’s a decent cock as well, but I can’t let him get cocky, no pun intended.

“Have you ever felt the touch of a woman?” Biting my lip, I stared down at his figure from the raised bed, like a queen looking down on a servant.

“What do you mean… Your highness?” Just as he was finished removing the last piece off his hooves, he tilted his head up at me, leaning it to the side. I just rolled my eyes again, he’s still playing dumb isn’t he? Maybe that’s just a plot to get something out of me. Alright then.

“Don’t be stupíd!” I exclaimed as I hopped off the bed and quickened my step, getting closer and pushing my right forehoof against his chest. “You know what I mean. I doubt you’re that dense in the head, unless you’re just trying to piss me off.”

And there it is, his manhood violently throbbing and hitting against his underbelly. How adorable, there’s no way he doesn’t know what I mean. He’s loving playing dumb and being a toy for me.

“I-I’m sorry! No, I’ve not. I’ve never even kissed or had a mare do anything at all to me… I’m a virgin on all fronts.” Defeatedly, his eyes tracked to the ground below, maybe he thought it was pathetic but I actually thought it was kind of cute. Means he’s all mine.

But I can’t let him know that, I need to keep up the act.

“Pathetic. Honestly, I didn’t expect this from you, I hear royal guards often get many mares swooning all over them, surely you would’ve gotten a date invite, or something like it.” My eyes scan his body up and down. He’s not bad looking, he’s got a well defined face, the only problem is that he seems aloof and nervous, but even then there’s mares who’re into that type of stuff. Luckily, I’m one of those mares.“And if it makes you feel better, I’m also single.”

His eyes widened. “Really?”

“Yes. Despite what gossip newspapers may say.” Maybe he’d calm down if I opened up a bit with him. “Stallions take me out to dates all the time. But most of them don’t even have a chance. I just go for the free dining.”

He seemed thoughtful for a moment. Maybe he was trying to think what about him made me actually want to do something with him to begin with.

Once my eyes landed on his rear, I couldn’t help but notice his cutie mark. A gleaming shield with three stars above each vertical point of the shield. But I quickly shook it off my mind. Maybe I spoke too much, let me try to regain control.

“Honestly, I thought it was pretty pathetic… My mom’s always bugging me about finding the right mare for me.” He sighed defeated once again, he almost looked miserable. Despite my tough act, It’s hard not to feel sorry for the guy. I’ll help him out. “I’m… Probably not the right stallion for you, Your Highness… Maybe we should-”

Before he could even finish his sentence, my forehoof gripped the back of his head, pulling him in for a deep and passionate kiss. We both closed our eyes, my peach lips clashing against his allowing me my tongue to push deeper into his mouth. Just as expected, he’s terrible, but I can still take control and have some fun with it. Tugging on his mane, pushing him closer to me, forcefully exploring every sloppy inch of his mouth with my own, practically eating him entirely.

His moans of pleasure and nervousness put a smile to my face. An angelical tone, a sound much more akin to that of a mare than of a stallion, it’s like his deeper voice had been replaced, and as the kiss went on for a good 6 or 8 seconds, I could feel him loosen up, allowing his forehoof to reach for the back of my dress, but he’s not getting it so easy.

Instantly, I pulled away and slapped his hoof off of me.

“Manners, you pervert!” I wasn’t really angry at him. Instead, I wanted to keep control. “Did I ever allow you to touch me!?” Seems like those theater classes in High School were paying off.

His eyes were fixated on me, his chest huffing and puffing with excitement, but also fear. I could see that he looked like a lost, confused puppy at that moment, just needing somepony to guide him on what to do. How fucking adorable!

“I-I’m sorry! I-I didn’t- I wasn’t !-” His salad words weren’t enough to convince me. I lifted my snout with a snarky hmp before tapping one forehoof against the ground.

“Listen here, pervert, you don’t do ANYTHING to me or to yourself without my permission. You are mine to control, mine to play with. You’re my toy and plaything.” Using my magic, I’d gripped around his neck and gently choked him, not enough to make him pass out or anything, but just enough for him to know who’s in control. “And toys are replaceable, so do as I say unless you want to be replaced.”

No, not him. I don’t want to replace him. He seems like a good stallion, a great stallion even. The stallion I’ve been searching for all this time, but of course he can’t know that. If I want him under my hoof, I need to keep up being tough and dominant.

“Y-yes! I-I’m sorry! I’m sorry! I’m sorry!” He lifted his head in an attempt to fight my choking as I stared at him dead in the eyes with a serious expression. I’m not sure what exactly he was trying to accomplish as lifting his head wouldn’t make the magic any easier to fight against.

“That’s strike 1. Better not mess up again, got it, your horny slut?” Oh I’m liking this. Look at the way he struggles against me, the he moaned like a little bitch as I was kissing him. We’ll turn it up a notch.

“I-Gwak! I- Under…Stand!” I tightened my grip for the last few seconds, letting once again that creepy smile form across my face, before letting him down to breathe. He huffed and puffed with pain, reaching for his neck with one hoof. Hopefully I wasn’t too rough with him.

“Good toy. Now get on that bed. I want to milk your balls dry tonight.” Tapping my hoof against the cold marble beneath me once more, I ordered and watched him slowly make his way to the bed.

He had some doubts of actually getting on Celestia’s bed. I can see why, but he’s already come this far so why the hell not, right? He walked up the steps and sat at the edge of the bed, spreading his legs like an open book just waiting for me to take a peek inside.

My expression of lust and desire contrasted perfectly with his, one of worry and nervousness. But he shouldn’t feel nervous. So long as he does what I tell him to do, he shouldn’t worry about anything else, and as I approached, my eyes locked with those two hanging marbles just under his thick throbbing shaft, which by now was leaking with a transparent gooey juice.

It looked more than appetizing. It looked delicious, a full course meal just for me. Oh I’ll definitely be having my way with this toy, but like usual, I can’t lose control.

“Ugh… Disgusting, I’ve seen better but I suppose this will have to do.” Despite being the one under him, I doubt he ever felt truly in control. Even a situation where he’s sat in the bed just slightly above me.

“Thank you, your highness…” He added with a sigh. “I um… I… I want you to use it however you’d like… To please yourself, I mean.”

Hm? I lifted a brow and looked up at his face.

“Like I need your permission. I own your body already, I don’t need to hear this.” But those words did turn me on more than I’d like to tell him. It’s like he wants me to use him for pleasure alone, and just that thought is enough to make the pool of juices under my dress into a waterfall that begins to slide down my rear thigh and hoof.

“O-Of course, I should’ve expected that…” I watched his cock throb and bob with a smirk, always keeping him just a few inches away from me. I want to make him beg for it, to make him so desperate for my touch that he’d do anything for it.

I’ll use a few magic tricks of my own to play with him. Let’s see how that goes.

Without so much as a warning, my horn glows with a blue aura, creating a faint light as a cloud of sparkling magic crawled its way up his rear hooves spread on the bed moving up his thighs to his stomach, to his chest, he barely has time to react before it snaked around both his forehooves and trapped them behind his back, like a pair of hoofcuffs or a thick rope restraining his movement.

“W-Woah!” He tried to fight it, but he couldn’t break it. I was a good spell-caster after all.

“Don’t even try. Maybe if you’re useful to me, I’ll let you out of them.” More magic flew from my horn to his body, it pushed him onto his back, making him sink on the soft mattress, making some room for me to get up on the bed with him. It’s like he wasn’t even trying to defy me at all, simply accepting his fate as my plaything… He’s so cute.

After I crawled in the bed with him and adjusted myself, he laid on his back in a missionary position with his legs high up in the air, spread wide open while his member throbbed in-between them, arms above his head with both hooves restrained. Oh, the look of terror in his eyes as he stared down at me laying between his legs, biting my under lip with a look of lust and malice. He should’ve known what he was getting into.

One more thing. A toy is not truly a toy if he isn’t on a leash, yes? Once again using my magic, a glowing, semi-transparent blue sparkling rope traced along the air and wrapped itself tightly around my beloved’s neck. Tugging on it made him choke for a second, it was perfect.

“But then again, I’m sure Celestia wouldn’t mind having a little gift waiting for her in her bedroom.” Just the threat alone was enough to make his eyes widen in surprise, but by this point, there was no escape, he was fully mine. He wouldn’t defy me. He couldn’t, and didn’t dare to.

Now, I didn’t want to play with his cock just yet. I would eventually, but it’s too soon. He has to earn this pleasure. And as I lay there flat on my stomach wondering what should be my next move, I spy something under his shaft, just under those two hanging marbles which I’ll surely be having some fun with later.

His puffy asshole, exposed for my eyes. I can’t help but let out a giggle, and once he noticed, he tried to avert his gaze. Maybe he thought I was laughing at his body. I can’t stop myself from planting a gentle wet kiss onto it, running my tongue all around the circumference for some improvised lubrication, he jolted with surprise, but didn’t deny me of my wishes.

Using my magic, I’m able to apply some pressure to the outer rim of his tight asshole, it winked and throbbed in synchrony with his needy cock, his gentle gasps for air proved he wanted this more than he’d like to admit it.

“How about you beg for it, like a good toy?” I tugged on the leash with a sly smirk.

“W-What if I don’t?” What? Seriously? Being a brat now? We’re already deep in. No, he doesn’t want to actually disobey me. He just wants to be punished. What a perverted little toy… Lucky for him, I love punishing. “What if I don’t want to b-beg?” It seemed like he was afraid of even saying these words, his voice was shaky, and it was almost like he was taking a gamble whether or not I’d leave him on the spot. Fine, I’ll give you what you want.

Admittedly, I’d never done this before but I’ve always wanted to do it, and he’s the perfect candidate. I tried not to be too harsh on him, I didn’t really want him in complete pain… Yet. Still, my magic encompassed his two heavy balls like a gentle pillow, but as I continued to apply more and more pressure, slowly but surely crushing his balls with my magic, he began to groan with pain, kicking his legs and squirming like a little bitch.

“G-GAH! W-WAIT! OW! STOP!” He begged and pleaded. Guess it was easy to make him give in. I didn’t want to have to do this, but it was his fault for being a brat. Can’t say I didn’t like it though. Taming a little brat and reminding him of his place? To me it almost felt like he did it willingly, given how agreeable he’d been through all this. Did he want to feel the pain perhaps? Or did he just want to be reprimanded? “I’M- I’M SORRY!”

“We both know you’re not. I hate liars.” I crushed them with more force, using my magic to squeeze them to the point where he was kicking his legs and trying to free himself from my grasp, unable to do so. I tugged on the leash with an evil smile, seeing him in such a vulnerable state, hearing his pleas were like music to my ears. “Stop lying to me.”

Oh come on, there’s only one kind of pony who’d willingly disobey their mistress and still have such a dumb smile on their face like him. Yeah, he was definitely secretly loving the way I crushed him tighter and tighter, and his pleas to stop were nothing but a facade to get more sick pleasure out of me. Such a pervert… I think I might be in love.

“I-I Mean it! GAH! AGHH! Y-YOUR HIGHNESS! PLEASE!” His head leaned back on the mattress with gritted teeth, groaning and moaning in pain. I pulled tighter on the leash, forcing his eyes on me as I gave him a tight final squeeze before letting go with a smile. Wasn’t so bad, now was it?

“Prove it to me then. Beg for it. Like a good toy this time. Don’t be a worthless waste of time.” He was still recovering from the pain, his chest expanded and contracted in a synchronized motion with his breathing, his cock throbbed in junction with the winking of his asshole, more than before even. He definitely enjoyed getting his balls crushed, and acting like he didn’t was just part of the power-play dynamic. Well, he’s a damn good actor, I’ll give him that.

“P-Please… Huff… Your highness… Will you play with my asshole…” I was already turned on by the whole ordeal, but everytime he called me ‘your highness’ or everytime he begged and pleaded with me, it’s like knowing he’s completely mine is enough to make me more turned on than anything.

“Good boy. See? That wasn’t so difficult, was it?” I never quite let go of his balls, keeping my magic around it just in case before summoning myself a floating horsecock dildo, a spell which I’d done plenty of times before for my own pleasure. “Keep begging, you horny slut.”

It was similar to his, just slightly smaller. I knew this was probably his first time, he’d never done something like this before so I wouldn’t be too harsh on him. The glowing dildo approached his entrance and prodded it with its tip, as I gently pushed it against him, I could hear him moan and groan in expectation, preparing himself.

“P-Please, play with me Your Highness… Make me your toy to do as you please, my body is yours to use.” I licked my lips in anticipation, pushing it gently against the entrance but not fully pushing it inside, laying on my stomach and watching his body closely.

“On 3.” I prepared a countdown for him, I’m not a monster after all. “1…”

Suddenly I shoved it past his tight entrance, spreading it wide open as it made its way inside his winking asshole, sending a wave of pleasure up his body that made him gasp from the sudden forced entry, then moan as it went deeper and deeper, until all 6 inches of it were fully inside his tight warm walls.

His head fell on the bed with an exasperated sigh, groaning with pleasure as I began sliding the thick magical toy in and out. He takes it like a champ for someone with no experience, and his moans as I slide it back and forth inside of him? Mhm..

I can’t help myself. I can’t hold back anymore. I begin using my magic to gently massage my winking clit, encircling my labia and enjoying the feeling of the gentle pressure on my wet nethers, masturbating all the while tightening my grip on his balls.

We were both lost in the moment, I can tell he enjoyed being a little boytoy for my pleasure, and I enjoyed playing with him. One of the few stallions to have actually made me feel that, unlike the other brutes. He loves obeying, and I love commanding. It works out.

The sloshing sounds of his tight asshole gripping hard on the toy echoed alongside his girly moans for pleasure, begging for more and more, his cock throbbed in anticipation. His moans got louder, his back arching while he fought against the restraints of his hooves and in response, I sped up, forcing the toy deep, pulling it out in a swift move before shoving it back inside of him, hoping to reach and poke at his prostate.

He continuously throbbed, each passing second made him crave that sweet release. I could see it in his eyes, the way he closed them and curved his brows with lust and anticipation, his mouth hanging wide open dripping spit all over his own chest.

“Ah!~ Hmh!~” He groaned. “Y-Your- Highness- I’m-”

Oh, so he is close. Maybe a bit too close.

“Nuh uh, not so fast.” Suddenly all the pleasure stopped. I stopped playing with the toy, just pulling it out of him to reveal a gaping hole, still recovering from all the fucking. My grip moves from his balls to the bottom of his shaft, holding it in place with my magic and squeezing it tightly. His cock was about to explode, and the blue balling I gave him must’ve made it pretty painful to hold back his orgasm. And as I tugged on the leash, I could seem him fight against every nerve in his body to hold it back “I don’t remember allowing you to cum. You’ll only cum when I tell you to.”

I won’t let him cum. Not without getting to feel him inside my first.

“G-Gah… Haah… I-If that’s- your wish, your highness… Haah…” He was panting like he’d just ran a marathon. Didn’t know he was so sensitive. “I-I-I was- So close…”

Finally, The moment of the night I’d been waiting for…

“Take a good look, pervert. It’s not often you’ll get to see it.” Using my magic, I’d removed the chestpiece that held my long white dress, slowly taking it off to reveal my bare body, spreading my wings how I’d never spread them before, groaning as I stretched.

He watched closely, slobbering all over himself like a bulldog. He already knew what was coming. I knew what was coming. Neither of us would be able to hold back for much longer, the night would be coming to a close very soon. Let’s both have some fun with it.

After throwing my dress to the ground, I quickly crawled in-between his legs, snaking up his stomach until I sat on top of him, cowgirl style, both hindlegs spread out to accommodate him between me, feeling his soft coat soak up my juices.

He groaned while I arched back, pushing myself closer to his shaft, just barely rubbing myself against the base of it while tugging on the leash, forcing him to stare up at my sly and lewd smile.

“You’ve been a good toy for the night, very obedient, now beg for your reward and you’ll finally get it.” I watched his eyes light up with excitement, sparkling with an unseen before anticipation, and so were mine. I tried keeping up tough appearances but by now, I was tired of playing and wanted to get a piece of him.

“Please!” He had a desperation to his shaky voice. “I-I need you, your highness! I want to be your toy! I want you to play with my cock and milk me until you’re satisfied! I’m nothing but a boytoy for you, your highness, so please make me into something useful!”

Fuck… Just hearing that… Music to my ears.

“Good boy~” I let go of the leash, allowing him to lay his head back on the bed. Here we go.

Slowly and gently, I lifted my rump and rubbed my entrance against him, his body shivered and twitched with each move, even when I gently rubbed myself against his tip, before finally welcoming it slowly inside, feeling it gently spread me and push its way inside a wet pussy that throbbed in excitement.

Moans escaped both our lips as I did so, and I couldn’t help myself but push him deeper inside. Half-way in and it was already feeling like a lot, I could feel him spreading me, my body accommodating his thick size and lubricating his cock with my juices until I pushed it all the way inside.

He was throbbing inside me, his body aching for more, he still hadn’t cum yet, his cock was harder than a rock from all the teasing, and as I began sliding up and down his cock, hearing him moan my name and beg for more, my wings spread out as an involuntary reaction to his cock, his body arched upward trying to push even further deeper into me while we both groaned with joy and delight, sounds of pure ecstasy and lewdness. It was more than just the act, it was how much he was ready to be mine, to do my bidding, and how even now he doesn’t even want to cum, he just wants me to use him however I please. But he’s been a good toy, It’d be a crime to rob him of this.

Speeding up slowly, we began to work less in extremes and more in unisson. For the first time in this interaction, we were more equals than anything. Two ponies sharing a sexual and enjoyable experience. By now I’d given up on holding the act, I was more focused on the rod that spread me out with each rhythmic motion, and he must’ve been focused on the same, feeling his cock get hugged by my tight and wet walls, sloshing with each thrust, mixing our juices and sounds together.

Fuck, I haven’t felt this good in… Well, ever. The way he’s telling me not to stop, the way he feels inside me, the entire teasing and foreplay, and I’m sure he feels the same. Getting to spread a royal wide open, especially one who’s as tight and as much of a virgin as I am… He should be honored.

While I kept bouncing up and down on him, my mind went wild with scenarios, or as wild as it could have in a moment like this. Despite being lost in pleasure, I couldn’t help but imagine myself with him.

Speeding up, our bodies began to work in synchrony, like a sloppy and horny mess of fucking where we weren’t ourselves anymore. We’d turn into wild animals, bouncing up and down the mattress, I kept riding him relentlessly, moaning in pleasure, sliding along his shaft. I was close, so close. And so was he.

“Haah~ -Y-Your Highness- Ngh~ Mhm~ Y-You feel amazing-” He added amidst the gasps for air and gentle groans of pleasure. “P-Please- ahh~ M-May I-”

Before he could finish his sentence, I’d already thrown my body at him, wrapping both forehooves around his head and pulling in for a deep, long tongue kiss, trying my best to hold him in. I didn’t care anymore. I loved this. Maybe I loved him too.

And just like that, he gave in, and I didn’t last too long after that.

Feeling him pump his seed in me, his creamy milk covering my warm insides, my wings spread open, I was too lost in the moment to be in control of my body, and the magic restraints I’d used to hold his forehooves in place suddenly vanished away along with the sparkling leash around his neck, disappearing like burning paper in the wind. It was too much for me to control. Both my mind and my body were being completely flooded, just in different ways.

By the end of the interaction, there was ‘Highness’ or ‘Toy’ there was just us. Wrapped around each other on top of the kingdom’s ruler bed. And as I pulled away from the kiss and lifted my flank off his cock, sliding his now limp dick out of me which was soon followed by the dripping of his juices all over his own stomach, I realized just how good tonight had been.

He’d made me feel like no other stallion had.

“T-Thank you… Your highness…” He added. His eyes closed, his head had fallen back and sunk into the mattress, his chest huffed and puffed whilst trying to recover himself. “That was… The best climax I’d ever had…”

“Y-You haven’t had too many…” Slowly but surely I’d gotten off him and now I laid by his side. “But I’ll take that… As a compliment. And please, you can call me Cadance… But don’t push it.”

“Thank you, Cadance…” We stared into eachother’s eyes, I don’t know how I looked, but I knew by his expression that, just like me, he had loved every single second of it.

“I didn’t hurt you too much, did I?” I mean, I’m dominant but that doesn’t mean I’m heartless.

“You did but… Honestly, I really loved it. Um, if you ever want, I mean, I wouldn’t be against doing it again…” Ha! I knew it! He was into it! Must’ve been into it from the moment I caught in the hall!

Well, since I’m here already, I can’t miss this chance.

“Hey…” How do I do this? I’m confident, sure, but I never exactly… Well it can’t be that hard. And I doubt he’d decline anyway. “So… Are you free tomorrow night? We could… I don’t know, go out for coffee or lunch or something.”

“Hmh…” He was thoughtful for a second. “Sorry, I gotta watch my little sister…”

“Don’t worry, I can come over.”

Author's Note

My first time writing actual Femdom. Tell me how I did.