Fine Service
The hall before Princess Celestia's chamber seemed no different this particular day. The grand, colored tapestries were displayed in full, the four fountains spewing forth with water. And, as usual, two royal guards stood on either side of her door, with one royal servant standing patiently against the wall. Fine Service sighed. The royal guards got to wear the finest armor; his uniform consisted of absolutely nothing. It was about this time every day that he wondered how magnificent it would be to be a royal guard, willing to put his life on the line for the sake of Equestria, rising valiantly to any challenge. Unfortunately, his average build and timid nature prevented that. This wasn't to say he was weak, nor was he a coward. He was simply run-of-the-mill. Then again, the Princess herself had once complimented how his dull yellow mane against his chocolate brown fur made him seem like a smooth and suave ruffian. “Ruffian,” he thought. “Now that's an odd word.”
Of course, despite his admiration of the royal guards, he supposed his job was one worth keeping. It kept him indoors and out of trouble, and paid rather handsomely. If just a bit of boredom was the price, so be it. Besides, with his impressive wingspan he could fly home from work every day, even in storms, and any day that he could go sailing through the clouds was a good one.
“Servant, could you come here for a moment?” It was the silky voice of Celestia, calling from her chamber.
“Yes, your highness,” Fine Service chimed, as practiced. Even though he had walked this path a dozen times before, his hooves shook ever so slightly as he walked. He knew the Princess was supposed to be fair and caring, but he could never shake the feeling that she was eying him in some odd way every time he saw her. Fine Service pushed open the double doors. “Yes, your highness?” Princess Celestia's horn lit up in a brilliant yellow glow, and the great double doors shut behind him. “Uh... your highness?”
Upon Celestia's face was not her usual serene grin nor her benevolent gaze. Instead, she looked upon him as though she were inspecting him. She slowly walked over to him, one eyebrow raised. “You've been a fine servant these past few months,” she said, looking down at him. “And I am glad to have chosen you. However, there is one more thing I must be assured you can do before I can make your position permanent. I hope, Fine Service, that if your name is any indicator...” Celestia sat down and sprawled out onto her back, spreading her legs open towards him. “That you will service me just fine.”
Fine Service's mouth dropped open, and he stumbled back. “Y-y-your Highness, a-are you serious? I-”
“Did I stutter?” Celestia glared at him. Fine Service couldn't believe it, but she was being serious. “Come on, now,” Celestia continued. “More than just your job depends on it.”
Fine Service lifted a nervous hoof, and made his way over towards her splayed legs. He opened his mouth to speak again, but quickly shut it as Celestia shot him another glare. No matter how ridiculous it seemed, she was being serious. He opened his mouth again, and this time stuck out his long tongue, dripping wet. “Do it,” Celestia said. Without another thought, Fine Service shut his eyes. His hesitant tongue just barely swept over Celestia's pussy. Her taste danced upon his tongue, inviting him to go farther. He pressed his tongue against her, and dragged it along her pussy. Her unique smell entered his nose, enticing him even more. With a quick breath, he swallowed his confidence and pushed his face forward into Celestia's pussy. His tongue pushed against her bit, pressing it gently as he moved his tongue in and out. He felt her shiver with each press of his tongue, and with each lick, he could feel something inside him stirring. “Yes...” Celestia breathed. She reached forward and pushed Fine Service's head harder against herself. His tongue was forced inside her pussy, gracing her insides with the tip of his tongue. The taste of her wet body was like no taste he could imagine. It drove him to push his tongue deeper, exploring more of Celestia with each lick. He shivered against her hot, heaving body. His heart beat faster as he heard Celestia's pleasured breaths steaming up the air. He slid his tongue against her bit as it plunged into her pussy, and she let out a sudden gasp. He whirled his tongue around, feeling all around her warm insides. His breathing too became hot as he slid his tongue deeper inside her. He raked his tongue against her, sliding it about every inch that he could reach. His tongue slid down to its limit, so he pressed his open mouth against her pussy just to send his tongue deeper. He rubbed his lips against her while his tongue lapped at her. He ran his upper lip against her bit, and he could feel her body convulsing as the pleasure built up, threatening to give away to the ecstasy at any moment. He almost had her at the brink, until she swiftly pulled his head away.
“Enough!” she commanded, pulling his head away from her.
Fine Service took a second to catch his breath. “I... I'm sorry, did I-”
“I'm sorry, your Highness,” Celestia corrected, standing back up onto her hooves. “You are still my servant.”
“I... yes, forgive me your Highness, I simply-”
“Perhaps you need to learn your place?”
Fine Service stared blankly at her. “I... yes, I agree.” He couldn't believe himself. Was he actually volunteering to be subjected to more of this?
She forced her hoof onto Fine Service's head, and pushed him to the ground. “My hooves,” she said. “Lick them clean.”
Fine Service looked up to Celestia. “I... y-yes, your highness.” Fine Service crawled towards Celestia's hoof and extended his tongue. Slowly he reached it out to press against the metal of her slippers. The gold of her horseshoes was cold and bitter as he lightly lapped at her feet. He could not see her face, but could she really have been deriving some sort of pleasure from this? Perhaps the better question was, as his wings began to uncontrollably rise up, why was he? He ran his tongue up to the base of Celestia's ankle, her warm fur tingling against his tongue. He drew his tongue back into his mouth and swallowed, and then moved around to the side. Why was she asking him to do this? Was she merely trying to humiliate him?
A sharp jet of pain ran through Fine Service's right wing. He let out a short cry of pain, but couldn't stand, as Celestia's other hoof was still firmly planted on his head. “Did... did you bite my wing?” he asked.
“You were too pensive,” Celestia responded. She let out her wings and glided back to her bed. “It's too bad, really, you were doing well before.” She sat down with a sigh, her back to him.
Fine Service bowed his head. “I-I'm sorry, your Highness,” he said, backing up towards the door. “Perhaps I'm just not suited to-” A magical force grabbed his tail, and he was lifted up into the air and over towards Celestia.
She dangled him right above her. She lay on her back and looked up at him. “Did I say you could leave, servant?”
“N-no,” Fine Service stuttered.
“Good. Because you aren't even close to done yet.” Celestia dropped Fine Service on top of herself, landing his head square between her legs. Just a second later, she wrapped her legs around his head, forcing him against her. “Now continue, and don't disappoint me.”
Fine Service's jaw trembled. The warmth of Celestia's belly against his own sent his mind into a dizzying high. He once again pressed his muzzle against Celestia's pussy. He rubbed his nose against her before letting out his tongue. This time he circled it around her pussy to start, teasing her bit with each pass. With a steamy sigh, Celestia forced her legs harder against his head, almost pressing his muzzle inside her. He regained his posture, and rubbed his tongue along her, tasting every bit. He heard her breathe out, “Oh, yessss...” He continued licking up and down her pussy, all the while she crossed her legs harder around his head, pressing him against her more and more. He teased the tip of his tongue against her insides again. The sound of her moaning began to work its way inside his head. As pleasure filled his mind, his duties escaped him, and a certain interest within him began to rise. “Oh, you want some too?” Celestia chimed. It was only then that he realized that his cock had become fully erect with Celestia's heaving body beneath him.
He looked back to her and pleaded. “Y-your Highness, forgive me, I-”
“Oh, no, don't worry. You were doing a fine job. Perhaps you should be rewarded.”
“What, I- aah!” The feel of cold metal graced Fine Service's equine member. Celestia slowly rubbed along Fine Service's cock. Her golden slippers sent shivers down his spine with each stroke. Even though the cold metal made his skin crawl, the feel of it on his long member invigorated him.
“Well? Don't stop. You're servicing me, remember?”
“Y-yes, your highness.” Fine Service sighed and opened his mouth. He pressed forward, and enveloped his lips over Celestia's pussy. He closed his lips inward until they came to her bit. He tightened his lips around her bit, and gave a quick pull. A moan from Celestia assured him he had done well, and he pressed the tip of his tongue against her bit again. He prepared to let out his tongue and drag it against her, but he hesitated. Celestia had slid her gracefully along his cock, forcing him to shiver in pleasure. He regathered his resolve, and pushed his tongue against her bit again. Just by the tip, he pressed into her pussy, but with another forceful stroke from Celestia's hooves his head drew back and he let out a moan.
Celestia sighed. “Must I do everything myself?” Before Fine Service could respond, Celestia heaved and rolled over on top of him. The weight of her body pinned him to the bed, and she pressed her pussy against his face. “Maybe now you can concentrate.” Fine Service closed his eyes and did his best to nod under her weight. She responded by shaking her ass and settling down on his face further. Fine Service opened his mouth again, and wasted no time in sliding his tongue deep into Celestia's pussy. He moved it around, lapping against her insides before moving it back up into his mouth. “A-ahh, that's a good servant. Now continue, and I may even reward you again,” she said. The smell of her pussy sent a tingle through Fine Service's entire body, nearly forcing him to slide his tongue back inside her. The taste of her juices flowing onto his tongue sent a spastic jolt of pleasure through his body. Like a beast, he craved more, and pushed his tongue deeper into her pussy. His writhing tongue made an audible 'shlick' as he plunged it in and out of her. His pushed his tongue to move faster, licking every bit of her insides her could reach. He heard her let out a shivering moan. “Yes, good!” Then, another shiver shot through Fine Service's body as he felt Celestia place her cold, covered hooves against his stiffened cock. He let out a gasp, but did not lose focus. He moved his tongue to Celestia's bit, and pressed against it. Fine Service slid his tongue across Celestia's bit, then back again. She shivered with pleasure at each stroke. Then, again, he curled his lips around her bit, and pulled back, his lips making a faint 'pop' as they left her pussy. This time it was she who faltered. “Y-yes,” she panted. “You're getting the hang of this.” But she was not about to be bested. Fine Service let out a gasp as he felt the warm press of Celestia's tongue against the tip of his cock. With a grin, she slid her tongue along the length of his cock, all the way down to his balls. She graced them with a quick flick of her tongue before moving back up to his tip. She dragged her tongue across its top, then down the side as she opened her mouth and moved her head closer. He could feel her heated breaths against his member, causing him to shake with anticipation until finally he was graced with the sensation of her lips against the tip of his cock. Fine Service writhed with pleasure, and sought to return the favor. He plunged his tongue back down into Celestia's pussy, deep down so he could taste every inch. She tightened up as his tongue played with her. Her juices trickled down his tongue as she struggled to contain herself. He felt Celestia's tongue lift away from his cock as she let out an uncontrollable moan. But he kept going, lapping back and forth, in and out. “N-no,” Celestia moaned. “I'm not finished with you yet.” Celestia pressed her lips to the tip of Fine Service's penis. He let out a shocked gasp of pleasure, whereupon Celestia forced herself harder upon his open mouth. As Fine Service closed his lips and flicked his tongue against the tip of her bit, Celestia forced her mouth around his penis. Her tongue pressed at his tip while her lips slid along his length. The feel of her salivating mouth sliding around his cock sent an uncontrollable twitch along his body. Her mouth had already moved several inches along his member, her tongue vigorously licking at him, and already he could feel his juices starting to flow. He heard her let out a muffled moan as she slid further down his cock. He too slid his tongue down deeper into Celestia's pussy, as deep as he could reach, but still it wasn't enough for him. He reached his arms up and wrapped them around Celestia's ass, pulling her harder against his face. The force pushed his muzzle a bit farther, sending his tongue just a bit deeper. And that was all he needed. Celestia's head reared back, and she cried out, “Ah! Yessss!” He could feel her nearing an orgasm. Her juices had already begun trickling down his nose. Her body convulsed with each consecutive press of his tongue. He slid down hard against her insides, so much that his tongue was becoming sore, but the pleasure was far too great for him to even think about stopping. He widened his mouth, and prepared to slide his tongue down into her just once more. “N-no!” Celestia lifted herself from Fine Service's face. In the blink of an eye she had turned around and was staring him down. Fine Service's widened eyes focused on hers, and then to her ass, hovering over his hardened cock.
“P-princess, are you-”
She stomped on his splayed out wing, causing him to let out a pained yelp. “Don't give up on me now!” she said. Her eyes and grin were manically wide, and they sent Fine Service's heart racing. She leaned down and whispered into his ear. “We're just getting to the best part.”
“B-but, wait, I-”
Celestia stomped another hoof on Fine Service's other wing, effectively pinning him to the ground. She reared her head back. “You are my servant! Now do you duty and do me!” Before Fine Service could say anything else, Celestia slammed her ass down onto Fine Service's cock, plunging it deep inside her pussy. Fine Service yelled out in a fit of pleasure. “That's more like it,” Celestia sighed, contentedly. She shook her ass, and slowly rose back up. “Now tell me... who's the servant here?”
Fine Service looked up at her, trembling from both intimidation and the overwhelming ecstasy flowing through him. “I... I am.” Celestia grinned, and thrust her ass back down on him, sending every inch of his cock inside her. He yelled out again, arms and wings splayed helplessly on the floor as the pleasure coursed through his member. She slowly slid herself back up to his tip. “Who's the servant?”
“I... I am!” Again, Celestia pounded her ass against Fine Service. Then again, and again. The insides of her pussy slid along every inch of Fine Service's cock. Rubbing against Celestia's wet insides, it was fortunate we was on the ground, or else he surely would have collapsed under the pleasure. Up and down she slid, sending tingles of ecstasy racing down his penis. His jaw dropped open as he yelled out uncontrollably, which only drove Celestia to pound against him faster.
“Who's my servant!” she yelled at him.
“I am!” he yelled back, completely at her mercy as she thrust his cock deep inside her. His swelling cock filled Celestia's pussy, every bit of it sliding perfectly against her. It took every ounce of his will to keep from exhausting himself, but there was no way he could possibly last much longer if this kept up. Her manic grin grew as she watched him quiver.
“Feeling weak, servant?” she taunted. Fine Service tried to answer, but let out a moaning gasp instead as Celestia's tight pussy pressed down to the base of his cock. The tip of his penis pressed against her warm insides. “Give in!” she commanded. Fine Service gritted his teeth, but could do nothing to resist Celestia as she continued to force herself upon him. Each wet thrust upon his cock rocked him with ecstasy. She slammed her ass all the way down to the base of Fine Service's cock, her juices beginning to flow down his crotch. He winced as the pleasure rushed through him. Celestia grinned. “Yes, give in!” His cock was now completely wet from Celestia's pussy, coated with her warm juices, almost like a fine oil dripping down his member.
“P-princess, I-” But he was silenced as a magical spell wrapped a leather rope around his mouth.
“Did I s-say you could speak?” Celestia shouted, showing a hint of a stutter as his cock rubbed up against her bit. The pleasure was getting to her too. Each time she rammed Fine Service's cock deep inside her, he could see the faintest hint of a shiver run through her. But there was no way he could outlast her. His entire body was shaking by the sheer amount of pleasure waiting to burst forth. Celestia's breath grew hotter and heavier as she pressed herself upon him, gaining a thrill as each thrust of his cock into her insides sent him closer to his peak. The speed at which she forced his cock in and out of her pussy nearly broke the bed from its legs, and it would soon break him too. She flapped her wings furiously along with her frenzied pace, adding only more force to the pounding against his cock. Her insides pressed tightly upon the entirety of his member. Each thrust let out a satisfying 'shlick' as her pussy reached the base of his cock, and back up again, and with one last thrust-
“Ahh!” The magical bonds around Fine Service's lips dissipated as he reached orgasm. His seed shot deep inside Celestia. The feel of his warm seed on her insides sent Celestia into a drug-like high, her eyes rolling back and her tongue falling idly out of her mouth. Their bodies shook as the impact of their orgasms rang through them, and Celestia collapsed on top of Fine Service. He could hear her steamy panting as his semen dribbled onto the bed.
“Very good, servant,” she panted. She then rose from him and let out a satisfied sigh, like just after a brisk run. Fine Service couldn't bring himself to move, his softened cock lying on the bed as he lay there, dazed. “Oh dear, did I break another one?” she said. She moved over and tapped him on the cheek with her hoof. He blinked in response as his chest heaved up and down. “Good enough,” she grinned. “Be sure to clean yourself up before you go. I expect you ready for duty tomorrow.”
“T-tomorrow?” Fine Service stuttered, finally regaining some form of consciousness.
“Of course. Since my last 'Personal Servant' had to leave due to... work related trauma, you'll be taking his place.”
“Trauma?” Fine Service asked.
“Ye, trauma,” Celestia laughed. “Today was just a warmup. Tomorrow, we work with the chains.”
