Two pegasi retired to fluffy clouds high above Ponyville in the evening. One of them, a stallion, was grinning at Lightning Dust who stood before him. Lightning Dust’s usually confident grin was replaced by an expression of reluctant resignation she couldn't hide in the glowing afternoon sunlight. Lightning Dust was here for one reason only, and she was entirely to blame for it.
It all started as a friendly competition between two athletes, the kind of harmless bet that often accompanies their carefree days in Equestria. But Lightning Dust, who had always been a competitor, could not resist the temptation to make a bold challenge. As a series of failures played out before her, Lightning Dust found herself in a dangerous position: obligated to do whatever the Stallion wanted.
Lightning Dust looked at him with a mixture of attention and reluctant acceptance. Noticing the twitching of her ear and a faint blush that dyed her turquoise fur, the stallion concluded Lightning didn’t like the idea of obeying anyone's wishes, but her pride didn’t let her back down now, and that she'd be here until the very end. After all, why make a bet and not keep it?
"I… I lost, okay?" Lightning Dust stammers suddenly, her voice barely above a whisper. "You won, but that doesn't mean I like it. I'm just doing what I have to do". Despite her protests, a slightly restrained smile appears at the corners of her mouth, and a hint of curiosity also shows in her eyes; as if she secretly enjoyed this prospect.
The Stallion wondered if these failures had really just happened by accident. Some had been just a little too ridiculous…
"Just…” Lightning Dust continued. “…Just tell me what you want me to do… And let's get this over with as soon as possible."
"Since you're so impatient… First of all, come closer to me." He waved his hoof invitingly.
Lightning Dust hesitates for a moment, her expression conflicted… The bet left her with no choice, so with an exasperated snort she slowly approaches, stopping just a few hooves away from the stallion; never losing eye contact. Although her posture remains defiant, her heart was beating hard under her turquoise fur. The air between them crackles with tension and their scents mix with the cloud vapor, as if their excitement for the next few moments had become palpable.
As Lightning Dust anticipates the next command, her cheeks turn even redder, and her chest rises and falls with rapid, uneven breathing. Part of her envies the control he possesses, while the other, cocky part of her deeply resents it. Deep down, she knows that this situation is both humiliating and exciting, and she can't wait to see how far he'll go.
"So…" he began to command her imperiously, while quickly forming a small mound on the cloud in order to plop his rump upon it. "Now you must press your mouth against my scabbard…until I order you to do the opposite."
Lightning Dust's eyes widened, her cheeks flushed even redder as she stuttered from confusion and disbelief. She couldn't believe the audacity of his request, especially coming from someone she had considered just a rival, and now… her… master?
Lightning Dust’s nostrils flared, and she looked around to make sure that no one else would witness this humiliating moment. After ensuring her privacy would be preserved, she lowered her head and, looking down, approached his groin.
While her golden mane and tail gently fluttered in the breeze, Lighting Dust stood on trembling hooves. She approached point-blank, her heart pounding. She hesitated when her lips were a hair's breadth from the surface, the heat of her breath forming a visible mist. Swallowing her pride, Lightning bent over, closing the gap. She puckered her lips and leaned against his body with her mouth, her face flushed in a nervous sweat. No matter how hard she tries, this situation… turned her on slightly? And the smell of sweat tickled her nostrils, which were now right next to his groin.
For several long, agonizing moments, she remained in that position, the close sensations only increased her confusion and desire. She was Lightning Dust, the daredevil of heaven, and here she was, worshipping at the hooves of a lesser-known pegasus?
Her body was trembling and her wings were tense as she waited for the next command. She longed for the torment to end, pulling her mouth away ever so slightly, but secretly longed for the next humiliating order… How had her world turned upside down so quickly? All because of the whim of this stallion…and her own stupidity!
Feeling Lightning Dust’s slight falter, the stallion put a single hoof on Lightning Dust’s head so that she would not have any opportunity to pull away and further disobey him.
It was a light pressure on the back of her head, it wouldn’t really stop any attempts at escape… but Lightning Dust didn't even try.
"Start using your tongue, mare. Come on, lick the head of my dick," the Stallion commanded.
His penis, still in its sheath, needed affirmation–ready to start growing, just waiting for the slightest stimulation.
With a deep, ragged sigh, Lightning Dust complied; her pink tongue gently tracing the base of the scabbard before gradually moving upward, sliding across the curtain to expose the throbbing head. Her tongue continued to lavish gentle attention on the sensitive tip, eliciting a soft moan from the towering male figure of pegasus. Lightning Dust’s eyes darted to his face, seeking approval, and even though her pride was still reeling from humiliation, she couldn't deny the surge of pleasure that spread through her body with every forbidden touch.
His cock, finally receiving attention, began to come to life very, very slowly. Lightning Dust's eyes widened as she felt an increasing pressure, a resistance to her tongue and lips. All the while, the stallion kept a domineering hoof on her head and with dwindling space to breathe, Lightning Dust had no choice but to open her mouth and accept the head of the Stallion's cock; it smoothly penetrated her wet, inviting mouth.
Despite her competitive nature, Lightning Dust strangely craved the approval of the one to whom she subordinated herself to…so she redoubled her efforts, taking the opportunity to wrap her lips around the shaft and gently suck on the swelling head of the Stallion's cock. Her cheeks were sunken and her tongue worked feverishly to please her commander; her desire for approval growing with every raspy sound of pleasure she coaxed out of the Stallion with her affections.
The pegasus's body also trembled from the intensity of these new sensations, her nipples hardened as she excitedly continued her work.
As the cock gradually began to fully fill her mouth, Lightning Dust became more and more entranced with arousal; her thoughts clouded by the sensations that engulfed her. She continued to lavish the object in her mouth with affection, her eyes then darting to the owner in search of any sign of encouragement; her mind now completely clouded with pleasure, lust, and a strange new feeling of erotic humiliation.
The Stallion now looked at Lightning Dust very satisfied…maybe even smug. Damn it! She'd lost, damn it! And now the Stallion was getting everything he had wanted and more!
Lightning Dust felt the first drop of the precum get on her tongue, moistening the surfaces of her mouth further as he continued to grow! He was already taking up half the space in her mouth!
Deciding to be safe and sit back comfortably, the Stallion removed his hoof from Lightning Dust’s head and adjusted himself further onto the cloud to lie more comfortably. Then while a confused Lightning Dust was wondering about the sudden change, he then wrapped his hind-hooves around her head in a criss-cross, which pressed her head even tighter against his scabbard, allowing the stallion to lay back and watch comfortably while keeping a strong hold on his mare. Now Lightning Dust didn’t have any leverage to even budge her head.
Lightning's eyes widened, and a low moan escaped her lips as the pegasus' hind hooves wrapped tightly around her head, effectively pinning her in place. She continued to stroke the now slippery trunk with her tongue, feeling a newfound helplessness that only increased her arousal.
Every caress of her tongue was greeted with a groan of approval, and Lightning Dust found herself craving the next groan more than anything. Lightning Dust’s chest heaved, her breathing became more uneven as she struggled to keep up with the growing, pulsating cock, her own arousal increasing with every passing moment.
Her nipples, already hard as a rock, ached with desire as the stranger's cock continued to squeeze past her lips, a whirlwind of desire, submission, and an unfamiliar but intoxicating sense of pleasure raged within her.
Then the head of the Stallion's penis finally touched the back of Lightning Dust's mouth, she choked for a moment, her muzzle slippery with saliva, some of it trickling down her chin and onto the cloud.
The Stallion's hoof stroked her mane, encouraging her to continue, reinvigorating her desire.
With each strong thrust, Lightning Dust could feel the Stallion's cock throbbing against her throat, the sensation was both terrifying and exhilarating. Her body shook with every blow, her arousal intensifying to the point where it was almost painful; a newfound vulnerability she found herself deeply craving. The feeling of complete dependence upon another pony, the need to rely on him for pleasure, only increased her desire to continue obeying him.
When the stranger's hips pressed against her face even tighter, Lightning whimpered and whined, her mind clouded with excitement and an unfamiliar but electrifying sense of surrender.
Lightning Dust's eyes rolled back when the sensation of the Stallion's cock slowly slipping down her throat caught her off guard, she choked and reflexively squeezed around his cock. Her body arched and shuddered, the combination of terror, her newfound vulnerability and the overwhelming pleasure she was experiencing threatens to overtake her.
The Stallion's hoof continued to stroke her cheeks, his touch gentle and soothing despite his domination. Lightning Dust's own hooves were twitching helplessly at her sides, desperately trying to grab onto him as he continued to fill her throat obtrusively.
Gradually however, her body began to accept the intrusion, her reflexive attempts to exhale the object became a desire to swallow; her eyes filled with need and desire, her arousal deepened, and the boundaries between pain and pleasure blurred, becoming again an intoxicating haze.
Lightning Dust's chest heaved with every ragged breath, her saliva mixed with the stallion’s preejaculate and dripped from her muzzle. In this role, as the object of his sexual gratification, Lightning Dust found perverse satisfaction in submitting to his complete control, her need for his approval and touch only growing further.
Lightning Dust’s mind had become a whirlwind of sensations, the pleasure of submission mixed with the dangerous thrill of the unknown; her body responded with an insatiable hunger that seemed to only grow.
The Stallion's hooves dug into her mane, reminding her of her submission, and yet the rough sensation only made her more excited. A sigh of pleasure escaped his lips when two thirds of his cock were inside her throat. Now that the middle ring touched her lips, his cock became thicker and harder. Lightning Dust felt more and more blood rushing into his appendage, his penis throbbed rapidly to the beat of his own excited heartbeat.
The Stallion slid his cock further and further in, it began to make Lightning Dust dizzy, her body trembling, the world seemed to spin; it had become such a tight fit that it was impossible to even mumble any words, leaving only a weak opportunity to breathe.
Lightning Dust's eyes widened when she felt the girth of his penis increase once again, and his length touched the sensitive inner walls of her throat, the pressure caused a muffled moan to escape her lips, despite the fact that she could not utter a word. Her nostrils flared as she tried to catch her breath, her body trembling in anticipation.
The stranger's cock, thick and hard, filled her throat, the sensation was both thrilling and intense, and her body responded with carnal need, every nerve on fire from the sensation. Putting one hoof to her neck, she felt the rhythmic pulsation of his penis in her throat, and as he continued to enter her deeper, Lightning Dust's arousal reached a fever pitch, her body trembled in anticipation of the expected pleasure.
With every new inch that invaded her, she found herself surrendering to the experience, the boundaries between pleasure and pain blurring in a haze of pure, primal desire. Her hooves flexed and clenched, the urge to grab her captor was overwhelming, but she could only squirm helplessly as her throat took in his invading cock, stretching, making her feel both wanting and defenseless.
Finally, when he reached his full length, he stopped, enjoying the moment. Lightning Dust's eyes rolled back as she struggled for the slightest breath, her throat clenching helplessly around the stranger's thick, throbbing cock. In her vulnerable state, the unfamiliar intrusion left her at the mercy of her body's carnal urges, her mind clouded by unbridled need. The Stallion's cock filled her throat, and with each spasm, her tight walls tightened along her entire length, sending a shudder of pleasure up his spine.
Caught between the exhilarating sensations of pleasure and the urgent need for air, Lightning Dust found herself on the verge of submission, unable to resist the primal, animal attraction that had awakened in her. While the Stallion continued to enjoy the involuntary jerking of her body, she completely gave up, her arousal reaching a crescendo she could not have imagined.Her whole being seemed to shudder as she approached the abyss, her heart racing in anticipation of what was about to happen. In this vulnerable, unprotected state, Lightning Dust was forever changed, her spirit tamed by forbidden pleasures that now completely consumed her mind. Waves of spasms rolled over her over and over again, her empty and wet pussy throbbed while Lightning experienced her first orgasm from oral sex.
Unable to breathe or make any sounds, her eyes rolled back in her head and she began to cry, begging for mercy. Lightning Dust's body convulsed violently with each successive wave of ecstasy, her previously rebellious spirit exposed as she was forced to succumb to the overwhelming pleasure that consumed her. In this vulnerable state, she could do nothing but writhe and shudder as her screams remained in her head, unable to escape.
The stallion, seemingly oblivious to the potential danger, continued to revel in his dominance over Lightning Dust, the strength he possessed evident from the smug expression on his face. He was clearly not one to retreat, his unshakeable confidence testified to the control he exercised over his captive subject. The combination of her body's ruthless reaction to his actions and her inability to resist only gave him even more courage, as if he had been given permission to completely indulge his desires. While Lightning Dust's body, tired and exhausted, continued to twitch in his tight embrace, the stranger's grin grew even wider, he trusted her and his ruthless intentions became absolutely clear.
After the strongest orgasm, her body began to make fewer and fewer movements. Her eyes began to close, and his cock shrank less and less with the tired walls of her throat. As Lightning Dust's body gradually gave up under the influence of her overwhelming experience, the Stallion found himself becoming more and more insatiable.
The sight of the defeated pegasus in front of him, her body relaxed and unresponsive, only ignited a fiery passion in him. A sly grin slid across his lips as the head of his cock flared in the depths of her throat, and the pre-cum slowly dripped from her gasping lips. The sight of her neck stretching around his swollen manhood was an impressive sight, and then he realized that he had her exactly where he wanted her.
Her body, once full of bravado and energy, now seemed like just a pathetic shell of her former self, her eyes were closed, and her last attempts to take a welcome breath finally stopped, giving up. The air around her froze, her limbs went limp, and the muscles that had once been tense with fierce elasticity were now limp and unresponsive.
This sight intoxicated the Stallion as he looked down at his defeated opponent. As Lightning Dust's consciousness faded, a predatory gleam appeared in his eyes, a perverse sense of triumphant power and impunity intoxicated his every thought. Now the stage was set for a new chapter in Dast's tumultuous story, a chapter she could not have foreseen in her worst nightmares.
The Stallion couldn't resist the charm of this vulnerable Pegasus, her limp body was now completely at his mercy. After enjoying the moment a little more, holding his head, he smoothly pulled his cock out of her mouth with a loud sucking slurp. As her biology took over, her breathing became shallow, uneven, her chest rising and falling in a rhythm he could now detect.
He walked around her, his gaze skimming over her naked curves. The smooth sheen of mare cum glistened between her thighs, her vagina was invitingly open—a tempting sign that she was waiting for the same kind of attention. He felt arousal rising in him again, and the need to possess her became even stronger.
The Stallion extended a hoof, his rough hoof cupping her soft hips, tilting her body just in time to better capture the erotic scene in front of him. Her ass, now raised, seemed to him like another target, a kind of untouched territory that he was more than eager to conquer. Now that she was in a completely vulnerable position, the air between them thickened with anticipation. It was the beginning of a new, excruciatingly intense and confusing story for Lightning Dust, which she had to endure in a state of constant humiliation, powerlessness and incomprehensible torment. And when the stranger's eyes met her unseeing ones, a sinister smile appeared on his lips as he prepared to unleash the first of many unimaginable horrors on the fallen body of the pegasus.
Fighting the urge to take her immediately, he brought his muzzle closer to her vagina, holding her hips with his hooves. One of his wings gently parted her labia to the sides, and he gently licked her. He didn't want to rush, he had the whole pegasus and plenty of time.
After tasting her, he smiled to himself and bent lower, looking under her stomach. He reached between her thighs with his hoof and lightly massaged her nipples. Partially hidden between her thighs, they were almost always hidden from prying eyes. He was glad to see them now so clearly, he tried to capture every bit of their texture and how they felt under his hoof.
Once satisfied, he returned to her thirsty, wet cunt. Attracted by her athletically toned croup, he began to fantasize about how his penis would penetrate inside and how her pussy would eagerly contract. From the rush of excitement, his cock throbbed again under his stomach, and a small portion of precum dripped on the cloud.
Deciding to savor the most delicious part last, he moved into action, trying to first put his right hoof into her entrance. He wasn't deterred by the fact that his hoof might have been too big for that, obscuring most of what he could see, leaving only the bottom of the loop open.
After carefully running his hoof over her extremely wet pussy several times, his hoof became wet all the way to the elbow to ensure minimal friction. Then, leaning his hoof against the vagina again, he began to push inside the unconscious mare. He met strong resistance, which slowed him down a lot, but he was in no hurry.
Lightning Dust's body involuntarily tensed when she felt the first rough contact between her labia, but her mind remained too deeply immersed in the haze of defeat to realize all the consequences of what was happening to her. However, her muscles had their own instincts.
The stallion didn't seem to mind the complexity of his task. He continued to push, his determined gaze fixed on his prey. The moisture from her recent arousal, now enhanced by marekum, helped overcome some initial resistance, and soon the tip of his hoof slid into the warm, tight confines of her vagina.
The Pegasus let out a low animal moan, her hips twitching slightly. He continued, bending his hoof slightly and trying at different angles, thrusting deeper into her with each thrust. The sight of his hoof sinking into her and his wide wings serving as a backdrop was a clear demonstration of her utter defeat.
Pressing down, he bent over, his hot breath brushing her thigh as he whispered, "Soon, Lightning…soon I will possess every inch of you. I will take over all your secrets and make you mine".
There was a disturbing mix of menace and lust in those words, and as her body trembled under his powerful grip, it seemed that even in her unconscious state she sensed an impending change in her status that would forever change the course of her life.
Finally, his hoof was able to push the walls of her vagina apart a little more and the hoof completely disappeared inside the pegasus. Delighted by this, he continued thrusting further, forcing her vagina to stretch to unprecedented sizes.
After entering a little deeper, due to the strong compression, his hoof squeezed out a small volume of liquid, additionally moistening his hoof, which continued to sink deeper into the unconscious pegasus.
Lightning Dust's body shuddered in response as a foreign object invaded her in a way she had never imagined possible. A low, slow, and deep exhale escaped her as the size of the hoof plunging into her caused her vagina to stretch, threatening to tear her apart.
Her legs trembled and twitched, and her hooves dug into the soft cloud beneath them. A thin trickle of her juices seeped between the stranger's hoof and her sensitive flesh, trickling down the inside of her thighs and further lubricating his intrusion.
However, he showed no signs of stopping, having already stuck in a third of his hooves. He continued his relentless, deliberate advance, every painful inch of his hoof bringing him closer to completely filling her from her vulva all the way to her uterus.
The once arrogant and cocky Lightning Dust, with her big ego, was now nothing more than an object at the mercy of a powerful stallion, her body dominated, used and ravaged in the most humiliating and shameful way. The pegasus's mind, still clouded by her previous defeat, could not comprehend everything that was happening to her, but her body, the most honest part of her, reacted to this new form of submission. When he was halfway inside her, whether she liked it or not, her arousal continued to grow with each excruciating thrust, and now her clitoris began to wink at him.
Satisfied with the effect he had produced, he continued to drive the hoof deeper until he felt that he had bumped into something. He assumed it was her cervix, which surprised him. A little more than half of the hoof was inside her!
He stopped, letting her body get used to it, and then began to move his hoof slightly inside without taking it out. The pegasus mare’s body trembled from the alien invasion, her cervix became a barrier that eventually stopped her conqueror. It seemed like an eternity since he had entered it, but a significant part of the hoof was still outside.
He put his free hoof to her belly from below and felt, even could see, how the bulge in her stomach was moving. He liked this unusual feeling of resisting movement. Her vagina began to instinctively squeeze him, as if she was trying to milk him, even while unconscious.
When he began to rock her insides slightly, the walls of her vagina contracted, trying to expel the invader who now dominated her inside. The feeling of the muscles of her vagina tightening around his hard hoof caused a strange sensation along the entire length of the hoof, causing the hairs on the back of her abductor's neck to stand on end. So engrossed in this process, he didn't even pay attention to his own contractions and the way his cock bounced under him, needing attention.
The once proud Lightning Dust was now just a toy in his hooves, her body's instincts fighting to banish the phallic presence that was so much more than she could bear. But she was powerless to stop him, and in her unconscious state, there was nothing she could do to resist his harassment, which made her suffer in the most humiliating way possible. In her current state, the feeling of being dominated and used in such a shameful way was starting to awaken a sense of submission and desire. Despite herself, she began to crave this alien, dominating attention more, even while unconscious and unaware of any of it.
Finally, after playing with her, the Stallion noticed his cock was completely dried out by the remnants of her saliva, but a substantial amount of pre-cum leaking out of his glans compensated for this and left a puddle on the cloud. His throbbing cock pounded against his stomach every time the intense spasm of the mare sent goosebumps through his body.
Pressing one last time, he delivered a strong blow to her stomach, and began to smoothly pull out his hoof, continuing to press down slightly. From such pressure, her vagina clenched especially tightly, trying unsatisfactorily to keep him inside, clinging with all her might to the fur on his hoof. The unusual sensation once again caused a wave of goosebumps in his body.
He watched as the bulge in her stomach slowly zigzagged past the mounds, moved closer to her vagina, and then disappeared completely. Lightning Dust's body shuddered again, her insides convulsed and clenched when he finally retracted his hoof. The sight of her pink, swollen, and quivering entrance, naked in front of him, with her cervix clearly visible in the depths, was clear evidence of the intense and unfathomable pleasure that had been denied her in her unconscious state.
As the walls of her vagina slowly returned to their normal state, the remnants of her arousal and need for her dominant figure were put on display. Her liquid flowed out abundantly, mixing with the pre-cum, which had already formed a small puddle on the cloud.
Satisfied with his victory, he stood there admiring his prey. The feeling of power, of owning this once proud and rebellious pony, was intoxicating. He couldn't help but wonder if she would remember this humiliating experience or if it would be a distant dream in her mind.
Standing behind her, he continued to look under her ponytail when he finally turned his attention to his erection. His penis, still hungry for proper attention, continued to secrete fluid, hanging down in a thin stream. Without hesitation, he began to smear it on the surface of his penis with a wet hoof, but, of course, this was not enough for him.
Pressing his hoof at the base of his penis, he pressed down on it and began to move his hoof upward. The fluid that gushed out of the urethra was enough to lubricate his penis, and the blood that flowed at the same time significantly, albeit briefly, inflated his head. The combination of that and the feeling of rubbing the lube was driving him crazy.
Having finished with himself, he turned his attention to his weak-willed partner. The remnants of the lubricant he had on his hoof went to moisten her anus, but it wasn't enough. Lightning Dust's body tensed slightly, the sudden chill of the pre-cum covering her entrance made her anus involuntarily contract. The sensation was unfamiliar, which made it even more arousing to her subconscious.
Her ass twitched a few times as her dominant figure continued to prepare her for what was about to happen. She felt the repeated smooth glide of a hoof slick with her fluids, from her swollen clitoris to the entrance to her rectum. Finally, the deed was done.
Unable to resist the sight of her vulnerable and shiny anus, he slowly pressed the head of his hard cock against it, enjoying the anticipation of the moment when he plunged into her. Steeling himself, he pushed forward, eliciting a soft moan from her unconscious body. Feeling the sudden pressure, her anus constricted, preventing him from entering. He had to stop to avoid causing pain. After waiting for her grip to loosen, he continued to push, and his head pushed into her well-oiled anus.
Lightning Dust's body reacted instinctively to the intrusion, her sphincter constricted around the intruder, causing her dominant figure to let out a deep groan. Her inner muscles, inflamed with excitement, nervously squeezed his penis, delivering pleasant and unique sensations, forcing him to stop again, over and over again.
Her mind was clouded, she couldn't figure out what was going on, but the pleasure signals from her body were going through her brain, adding an extra level of arousal. Her breathing quickened in her sleep, a subtle change indicating that something was going on.
As soon as her ass adjusted to the size of his head, the pony above her slowly began to insert his cock inside, inch by inch. Every time he added a little more of himself, her muscles contracted and relaxed, trying to get used to his size, while sending waves of pleasure to the both of them.
The sensation of being penetrated from behind was both exhilarating and uncomfortable, but her subconscious enjoyed it more than she could have imagined. The more he filled her, the more her insides fluttered, the inner walls of her ass became more and more slippery from his precum, which stood out with each of her squeezes.
Finally, having entered up to his medial ring, the Stallion stopped. Without rushing things and stepping back a little, he began to make gentle forward movements, plunging into it only up to the medial ring.
As the pony behind her began to move his hips, gently moving in and out of her stretched opening, Lightning Dust's breathing changed, deepening as her body reacted to the new stimulus. A low, almost inaudible moan escaped her parted lips, betraying her pleasure. Her muscles continued to cramp, but with each thrust, the intensity of the contractions decreased, allowing her to better adjust to the new sensation. Her body writhed under the touch of her dominant, her head tilted to one side, exposing the delicate curve of her neck. The pleasure of penetrating her anus began to spread, arousing her in a way she had never experienced before.
Excited by this, the stallion snorted and began to intensify his thrusts, making them more frequent and rough. The increased pace sent shock waves of pleasure through Lightning Dust's body with each powerful thrust, this sensation instinctively made her arch her back and pull her hips back to better please the stallion.
Rapid breathing and palpitations from unexpected and intense stimulation, inevitably and inevitably, gradually awakened her from sleep. When she started to move, her limbs twitched, and she whinnied softly, like an animal, apparently unaware of her current predicament. Her eyelids fluttered, her golden eyes unfocused as she tried to understand what was going on and what was around her. All she could feel was pleasure inside, and as she slowly regained consciousness, the realization of her situation began to dawn on her. Her mind was clouded by lust, but she couldn't deny the fact that she was being dominated, and to her surprise, she found herself enjoying it more than she could admit.
The memory of how possessively he had penetrated deep into her throat came flooding back to her. Lightning Dust's mind was filled with vivid memories of the stallion forcefully entering her throat, commanding her to obey. She felt her cheeks turn dark pink and her ears droop slightly, admitting that deep down she liked it more than she would ever admit. Her arousal grew with every thrust, her pussy oozing with desire, while the dominant figure continued to pound her sensitive ass.
The Stallion behind her tightened his grip on her rump, squeezing it hard, and said in a commanding voice: "You like being at my mercy, don't you, Lightning Dust? Admit it, and you won't regret it!"
Lightning hesitated for a moment, her gaze fixed on the cloud, unsure whether to tell the truth or continue suppressing her feelings. Her mind was full of conflicting emotions, but the pleasure and control she felt at that very moment made her realize the truth she had learned not so long ago.
With a soft whinny, she finally spoke, her voice barely audible… "I really like it. It's not something I ever thought I would admit, but I will admit it…" Her voice trembled, her vulnerability was exposed, but she felt a strange sense of relief.
The pony behind her grinned with satisfaction and continued to enter her, now with a new sense of excitement and confidence. He whispered in her ear, "Good mare, now let's see if you can satisfy me too".
The stallion continued to ruthlessly enter her, each powerful thrust causing a symphony of moans and sobs that escaped the lips of the submissive pegasus. The feeling of such deep filling combined with the brute force of his thrusts stimulated not only her anus, but also the walls of her slippery, aching vagina from an incomprehensible emptiness.
With each penetrating dive, her mind clouded more and more, her thoughts were consumed by the raw and primal pleasure she was experiencing. The stallion's control over her, his absolute dominance, combined with ruthless sexual violence, only increased her arousal. As the intensity of their coupling increased, Lightning Dust's breathing became heavy and uneven, her hooves dug into the soft substance of the cloud. She felt the walls of her pussy tremble on the verge of an explosive orgasm. She began to squeeze his cock uncontrollably with her ass again, intensifying the sensations for both of them. Her eyes rolled back as she moaned loudly, and overwhelming pleasure took control of her senses.
The stallion, noticing the beginning of her orgasm, increased his pace, his own need for release became unbearable. With one last powerful lunge, he stepped forward and crashed onto her back, slamming her into the cloud with great force. His hips continued to move, ruthlessly destroying her from the inside, and the new position allowed him to penetrate deeper. His medial ring was now moving in and out, stimulating her anus with its thickness, and his heavy balls were loudly hitting her swollen and sensitive clitoris.
The mare's body jerked and tensed at the same time, her back arched above the cloud, her eyes opened wide, and her mouth opened in a silent scream. Waves of ecstasy rolled through her, and her insides fluttered as she crossed the line.
In the midst of her orgasm, the stallion bit her neck, and the sharp sensation of his teeth biting into her flesh only increased her pleasure. It was as if he was a wild, unbridled stallion, unleashing his dominance on her and claiming her, and she, in turn, willingly submitted to him while her body convulsed in a stunning orgasm. The stallion, in turn, felt his own orgasm approaching at an alarming rate. He endured and continued to hammer his mare as she continued to shake, giving her incredible sensations.
The stallion's willpower, although enormous, could no longer withstand the onslaught of unbridled pleasure from Lightning Dust's constantly contracting sphincter. Her last, powerful orgasm was enough to break the last remnants of his resistance. With a strong, guttural moan, he plunged deep into her, his head expanding to the limit, longing to release his seed.
Wave after wave of his hot, sticky cum flooded her insides as he continued to pound her. The mare, whose body was still trembling in the glow of her own orgasm, weakly lowered her head onto the soft surface of the cloud, breathing heavily. The feeling of fullness, the pressure of a strong body from above, and belonging to a stallion was both strange and deeply satisfying, and she enjoyed the thrusts and pulsations of his orgasm, which seemed to completely fill her insides.
Breathing heavily, Lightning's head rested on the soft surface of the cloud, her eyes were closed, and her wings were slowly fluttering next to her. The feeling of the stallion's throbbing cock inside her, combined with the warm outpouring of his seed inside her, was both unfamiliar and arousing. The mare couldn't deny the strange satisfaction of being taken, that she was filled, that she belonged to this Stallion, at least for the moment.
As he continued to pulse, he filled her to her limits, and the pegasus could feel this hot semen inside her. Having entered balls deep for the last time, he froze, sending the last portion of sperm deep inside the mare.
Lightning Dust felt the stallion's big, hard cock begin to relax deep inside her, causing their mixed fluids to flow out of her. She could feel his seed slowly flowing down through her vagina, dripping onto the cloud below them. The tired stallion, who had been restlessly performing his work, collapsed over top of Lightning Dust. It was a strange but not unpleasant feeling to be in such an embrace when her insides were still full of his seed. The sensations of fullness mixed with his body pressure from above sent waves of pleasure and satisfaction through her body, even despite the humiliation of her position.
Lightning Dust, guided by her wandering thoughts, slightly squeezed her sphincter, stopping this flow. She didn't know why: to avoid getting dirty, or to keep him inside her? Maybe she didn't want to let him go? She was afraid to ponder it further.
"Lightning, are you okay?" The stallion had noticed the changes. "Why are you still squeezing my cock in your sweet, hot ass? You don't want me to take my dick out of your beautiful insides?" He was still breathing heavily after the ordeal.
Lightning Dust opened her eyes and looked at the stallion, her golden eyes still heavy with the prior excitement. She swallowed and smiled a little sheepishly. "Well… I don't want you to take it out yet, it's… It's a strange, new feeling, and it's… well… I'm glad you're still inside of me". She blushed, realizing the submissive and needy tone of her voice. Her voice became quieter as she continued to speak. "I want to lie down like this for a while… if you don't mind. To enjoy this…feeling… paul… o… you… " at the end, her words became slurred, but he understood her and began to shift.
After they laid down a little more comfortably, Lightning Dust sighed contentedly, enjoying the warmth and softness of the cloud on which she was lying, and feeling the stallion's body pressing against her, his cock still gave her a slightly different pleasure.
"Mmm, it's nice and peaceful here, isn't it?" she purred, glancing at him. "I didn't expect it to be yours… "Betting" did lead to this, but… it has its charms". She laughed softly, poking him in the side with her hoof. "Besides, it's always nice to take a break and enjoy the moment, right? And maybe we'll both be better prepared for the next time".
"What?" The Stallion was surprised. "I was your first?… You want it again?" he asked excitedly, tensing his entire body in surprise.
Lightning Dust nodded, her wings fluttering lazily as she looked up at the sky. "Mm, maybe… who knows? Maybe next time we'll make a different kind of bet. Something that will push both of us and make the time even more exciting. You know, there's always room to grow". She smiled, feeling the warmth of his embrace spread throughout her body. "And I will remember that I also have this side. I admit that being submissive also has its own thrill". She closed her eyes, enjoying the feeling of contentment and the gentle caress of the evening breeze on her skin.
"Whatever you say…" The Stallion ultimately decided to also relax in the pleasant sensations. He lightly stroked her wings. “This was quite an unusual evening. Who knows what it will lead to in the future?” he thought.
Author's Note
So, that's the end of this little story. Maybe it will have a sequel, I'm not sure about that. The existing idea includes water sports, but… no, ugh! Offer your ideas if you have something in mind.
I hope there will be feedback from you in the comments.
