Private Tutor's Private Property

You are Anonymous, 18 years old. No ancestors, no employer, no imagination, no judgement, no punishment, no freedom, no...

One beautiful day, you just got completely separated from your family on this shithole rock and have dropped into a land of cute, multicoloured magical horses.

They had unicorns roaming around for fuck's sake!

You were provided shelter by a purple winged one that lived in a weird castle that looked like a tree covered in crystals. She asked a lot of questions to you as an alien contact.

Eventually you have ran out of answers to give about the homosexual planet that served as an ancestral homeland for the Homo genus.

She returned to her usual modus operandi while you had to socialize and assimilate among the ponies as there's no way to return you to this gay Earth at this moment.

Maybe because you didn't have much concrete information on how you got there.

Maybe they were just too lazy.

Or maybe she had to do some gay experiment about an alien simian socializing in a small village almost entirely populated by ponies. Sounds quite far-fetched, but it wasn't entirely out of reach knowing your guardian and her hunger for knowledge.

You were glad to be outside of the big, cold-looking castle, but you found that there isn't much to do outside. The older mares were really nice to you, but the foals your age and younger were wary of you. Especially the colts, who sometimes looked like you were going to eat them alive when nobody's watching.

They wouldn't even share the same desk with you, and they definitely were telling the fillies their dumb theories about you that they just made up, influencing their opinions on you.

The only kid who were actually friendly to you is Spike, Twilight's dragon, but you didn't talk much with each other. He lacked much of his sister figure's love for knowledge, preferring to read superhero comics and playing table games with people fucktons of times his age, the interests that you didn't care about.

You used to not having friends among your classmates.

Your classmates back on Earth were hedonists who would rather take drugs and watch what's new on Twitch and TikTok to getting at least semi-decent grades for their very own good.

And the classmates in your new home wouldn't even say hi, as if their predator classmate was waiting for the moment to wreak some havoc.

Speaking of the classes, you were applied to Ponyville's sole school were most classes were held by a dark pink, green-eyed mare that didn't have any extra limbs, school in a small village and all that stuff.

You were impressed by her vast knowledge of different material and you've admired her a lot because of that.

Initially, you were getting good grades and tried to maintain them, but then you started to feel too tired to do so.

Even if older ponies were nice to you, you've never attempted to make friends with one, as you felt you would only get in the way of their everyday activities. You didn't really have anything to truly give them, either.

And the foals have never attempted to have a meaningful dialogue with you.

You felt truly lonely in this novel world of more interesting creatures. You felt like... your existence here is actually meaningless.

You didn't put effort in your homework as much, running too little on energy to give it much thought anymore.

You wake up and do what has to be needed to do with your morning wood. It wasn't different from the life on Earth but since your sense of privacy in this castle was unmatched.

If there were humans on Equus, then they must be long gone now. That means you're pretty much forever a virgin here unless a woman shares your fate.

There's no way you're going to ever shag anyone on Equus where the closest things to a human girl are probably minotaur cows. Not to mention that even if you did, there's no way in hell you're going to produce children.

After finishing the first stage of your morning routines, you take your school supplies, wish good morning to Twilight and Spike before heading for the school.

A biology lesson was held today. By far one of the easiest subjects, and one of your most favourite ones.

There's just no way one can be bad at biology, which is mostly about the most basic aspects of life itself.

Living beings drink, eat, shit, sleep, fuck, fight for more food to eat and vaginas to fuck, most of them just do it in a slightly different way and simpler organisms maybe just don't fuck.

There is just no way you can get a lower grade than B at it. You simply had to answer if members of different species could feel attracted to each other and make an offspring.

You wrote that it's not really possible as living beings can only make healthy offspring if they breed with other members of the same species, and even when really close species breed their offspting is infertile and since sex occurs mostly for procreation it's not really possible for one species to be attracted to different ones.

"Anon, this is just too much. You never were this bad." Cheerilee shakes her head, reviewing your homework.

"Sorry, miss." you mumble softly.

You could see teacher covering her mouth with her hoof, biting her lip. She takes some time to scribble your grade before she returns it to you.

F-? What? What the fuck? How? How did you get fucking F-?

And an order to see your teacher after class at 5 in the evening, in her house at the workroom which is to the far right from the entry.

Oddly specific, and not in the school for whatever reason, but you couldn't really blame such a busy pony. You anxiously anticipiate this day's evening once the lessons were done.

You stand nerviously in front of Cheerilee's house, just at the address written in the order, holding your biology book under your armpit.

You open the door just to see not a single living soul inside. Did you arrive too early?

The house is very clean and orderly. Closing the entry door, you wipe your shoes at the doormat and take them off, taking care of that not a single piece of dirt gets in.

You head for the workroom. As you feel that your own anxiety is about to devour you, you open the door.

"I was waiting for you, handsome. Put the book on the desk, we don't need it."

You see your teacher sitting on a queen-sized bed. She's staring at you, her eyes being lidded seductively, making you feel... something.

She's wearing black velvet socks on all four of her hooves, with high heels on her hindlegs. Her short transparent skirt exposes her garter belts and black panties just beneath her little mounds.

You put the book on the desk as she told you.

"Don't be shy now, sit." she purred seductively yet gently, placing her hoof beside herself, inviting you.

You obediently sat beside her, sniffing her pleasant fragrance.

"Awww, it's okay, handsome. I'm not angry at you." your teacher whispered.

She hugged you, petting you reassuredly. She slowly buried your face in her soft chest, comforting you.

You sniffed her pheromones, having a smell like that of cherry pie. You felt weirdly comfortable, just sitting there and intaking your teacher's pleasant fragrance. You felt like you truly did belong here.

You hugged Cheerilee back, your hands sinking into her magenta fur, pressing against her firm, strong earth pony flesh. She started kissing you, pecking you on top of your head.

"Look at me." she commanded quitely yet firmly.

She passionately kissed you while you looked up at her. You never felt this good. You don't want to leave your teacher's company.

You felt loved, like nobody loved you this much.

"Did you like it, baby?" Cheerilee giggled, pulling her face away from yours, gazing seductively at you.

"Y-yes miss... I-I love you." the confession uncontrollably went out of your mouth while you blushed profusedly.

"Oh gosh... I love you too, cutie." she blushed as well and bit her lip.

You feel hypnotized by the seductive gaze on her beautiful mare face. It's like she stared into your soul, and made it feel comfortable and surrounded by her love.

She kissed you again, her pony tongue invading your mouth. You closed your eyes and moaned softly, her tongue wrestling and dominating yours.

She places her forelegs on your hips, taking your pants off. Your penis swelled, jumping free from your pants, whilst she lustfully moaned into your mouth.

She broke the kiss, pulling away, the string of drool connecting your tongues.

"My my, you really do like it a lot, don't you Nonny?" Cheerilee teased you while you helped her take your pants off.

You don't think there's a more beautiful thing than your pony teacher.

To hell with women, they don't have soft, cuddly fur and tails.

They don't have eyes as pretty and soul-penetrating as mares do.

They don't make you feel as safe as they hug you, unlike mares who are very strong despite their size.

Cheerilee took your shirt off and dropped it in the same location your pants are, exposing your torso.

"Hmmm... close your eyes." she commanded softly.

You complied immediately. You could hear some shuffling on the bed mattress.

Then you feel her put something leathery on your neck.

*CLINK*

"You can open your eyes now."

As soon as you did, you saw your teacher holding you on the leash, licking her lips sultrily, gazing at you.

You touched the leathery collar on your neck. You couldn't help but let out a lustful groan.

Something awoke within you, made you feel immense love and lust towards Cheerilee. Your dick twitched, while she giggled giddily.

You looked down at her panties, which were soaked in her juices.

"Take this sock off." she commanded.

You were happy to obey. You gently took the sock off and placed it beside of you.

"Now lick my hoof. Give it all the love you can, sweetie~" Cheerilee sultrily purred, sitting on you.

You kissed and licked her hoof, licking her underhoof slowly while she moaned.

"Good boy..." she encouraged you.

You licked her beautiful hoof clean, passionately kisssing it all over. She tugged on the leash, pressing your face against her fluffy chest.

You pecked her chest passionately, lovingly caressing your owner's torso.

"Lower."

You pecked her all the way from her chest to her stomach, kissing and rubbing her belly.

"Lower~" she cooed, standing on the bed making it creak, and lifted her transparent skirt.

You kissed her boobs and suckled on them, making her moan loudly.

"Those will give milk if a mare is about to give birth soon. You can give me some cute foals, Nonny. I believe in you." Cheerilee says, petting you whilst you worshipped them.

"Now take those panties off." she ordered you.

You eagerly took them off, exposing her wet, winking marehood. It looks so mouthwatering, there's nothing else like this that you did ever saw.

"Lick me."

You gave a long lap to her pussy, enjoying her cherry pie flavoured juices. You moaned, intaking her powerful pheromones emitted by her moist mare hole.

You kissed her winking clit. You unleashed loving kisses on her fertile, beautiful pussy.

She pressed your face into her muff, her hips moving against your face. You licked, lapped and kissed on your owner's horny pussy, making her wail your name and praise you, a sign of her imminent orgasm.

Cheerilee presses your face deep against her violently twitching flower, filling your mouth with her warm ambrosia. The magenta mare screamed, waves of insane pleasure overtaking her body.

Soon after, as her orgasm died down, she lets your face go. You wiped her cum from your face, licking your palm, consuming some more of your teacher-turned-lover's juices.

"Ooohhh gosh... you did so well, sweetheart."

You could feel everytime that praised you, there's a pleasant, satisfactory feeling swelling in your chest.

You were her beloved pussylicking good little boy. There simply weren't greater pleasure than making your pretty, loving owner feel good.

"Now climb up the bed, cutie." Cheerilee orders you gently.

You comply as she stands on the bed.

"That's a good little boy~" she growled lustfully.

She gently pressed her heel on your hard cock, massaging you.

"I just love teasing you like this~" she said, biting her lip.

Her pussy is leaking again, her warm juice dropping on your body.

Just like her open mouth drooled, as an indication of her horniness and arousal.

Your cock throbbed under her heel. Then she sat in front of it. She picks the riding crop up.

"No no no, Anon. I don't think good boys get punished. You're a good boy, aren't you sweetie?" Cheerilee asked, teasing your horny dick with the tip of the crop.

"Y-yes, Mistress. I-I am a good boy. Please take me!" you moaned the last part as she put her forelegs on your crotch, tugging on her leash.

"That's a very good, smart boy. Good boys don't get punished. They get ridden softly." your Mistress purred lustfully, taking the sock off you took off back on.

You pull your foreskin back while she's about to sit on your fuckpole. Her wonderful cooch envelopws your cock, making you moan friskily.

Soon, you're hilted inside of her pretty, velvety marehood, groaning in pleasure. Her pussy pulsates around you as she moans loudly, wrapping around you while she tenderly fucks you.

Her tight hole starts to milk you. Her forelegs caress you as she bounces on you gently.

You moan loudly, feeling Cheerilee's fuzzy butt and fluffy tail against your balls, her seductive transparent skirt brushing against your crotch.

You gaze lustfully into each other, your moans mixing together. Her twitching cunt tightens around you as she rides you slightly faster. She tugs you on her leash.

"Tell me how much of a frisky fuckpet you are." she ordered firmly.

"Please..."

"Please what, Nonny?" she picked up the riding crop, rubbing its tip against your stomach.

You groaned loudly.

"P-please Mistress, please..."

"Say it."

You feel like you're losing your mind, you feel like the feel of her madly pulsating, twitching pussy, and the wonderful sight of her sexy clothing are driving you crazy. You love making your owner feel good, and it's time to answer.

"Ohhhh yes, please..."

"Say it!" Cheerilee's commands are mixed with lewd moaning.

You groan loudly, feeling her marehood tighten around you.

"I love you, Mistress! I love your tight pony pussy! Fuck me! Make me your sex slave!"

Her cooch twitched hard around you, and your owner lets out a long, frisky moan.

"Ahhhh yessss, that's a good boy, th-that's a ohhh, a very good, fuckable little boy~" her lustful praising is mixed with moaning.

Cheerilee wailed, riding you harder, her hole tightening hard around your fuckpole, as it twitches hard, wild pleasure overtaking her.

You're ejaculating inside of her, painting your lover's walls white. Her soft, velvety marehood winked wildly, draining your balls, emptying them dry.

You thought that being inside of her orifice is the best thing ever as it somehow surpassed your expectations, and orgasming together with her, inside of her is just otherworldly.

Maybe because Equestria is really an other world, after all.

It felt like an eternity, being in pleasurable hell with your Mistress. Her orgasming, twitching little pussy just couldn't stop milking you.

Even if she stopped bouncing on you, it still felt incredibly good, fueling to your ecstasy.

Soon after, your orgasms died down. You both still moaned softly, enjoying the high.

She lays beside of you, letting your cock out of her.

"Good boy, you did so well~" she satisfiedly purred, tugging on the leash.

You kissed each other, enjoying the intimacy.

She rolled on her back, and you put your head on her chest, listening to her heartbeat.

You feel so full of love, your love for her is swelling in your chest. You don't want to ever leave her company. You will protect your beautiful lover at all costs, no matter what.

"Please, don't leave me."

"I will never leave you, my love. I will love you forever."

You kissed her soft chest.

Meanwhile, at Twilight's castle.

Spike just finished the comic volume he's been reading for the past few hours. It ended in an asspull, and he wasn't really satisfied with it.

That said, he never heard the human that lived in the same castle with him ever came back, even though it was 11 in the evening.

Maybe he just didn't hear. The dragon heard his stomach rumbling, though.

"I want some gems."