How to Handle Grown-Ups

by Appleloosan Psychiatrist

Rating: mature
Tags: Human, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Other, Sex, Diamond Tiara
Length: 6716

Can't they be annoying? Fortunately, Diamond knows just how to deal with those pesky adults.

When Filthy Rich gets his daughter a human babysitter, Diamond Tiara quickly figures out how to handle him and leave them both satisfied.

Trigger Warning: Foalcon

Published 2012-11-06 06:50:01 UTC
Last updated 2012-11-06 06:50:01 UTC

How to Handle Grown-Ups

My heart was racing.

I knocked on the door again.

Resisting somehow the urge to begin pacing, I simply stood outside the entrance to the of the Rich household. Internal panic planted by a stray thought threatened to overtake me. What if he had found another babysitter for his daughter? What if he had taken her with him? No, I thought. No, there was no way that could be the case. I had to see my princess tonight. There was no possible alternative.

The door opened and I almost let out a condemning sigh of relief. Instead, I put on a casual smile and relaxed, all my fears alleviated.

“Oh, there you are!” Filthy Rich said, motioning me inside restlessly, “I thought you were going to be late.”

I stepped into his home, my smile morphing into an apologetic one. “Yeah, sorry about that Mr. Rich. I had a few errands to run today...”

The pony seemed unconcerned with my excuses as he ushered me into his living room, obviously preoccupied with his own thoughts. I gave the room a cursory inspection. As usual, everything was spotless. Far from the extravagance one would expect to see employed in a family as wealthy as Mr. Rich's, his home was practical and solid. Augmented only by the necessary furniture, there was a decided lack of gaudy bobbles that indicated that Mr. Rich was a man who never spent a single bit on something he didn't need. The plainness of the room only served as a contrast to the being of beauty and form that lay sprawled in the center of the floor, idly leafing through a fashion magazine.

Diamond Tiara glanced upwards, rolling her eyes and making an exaggerated display of her disgust at my presence.

“Diamond, go to your room.” Mr. Rich commanded. Apparently lacking her usual argumentative streak, the filly stood up. I was unsure if the emphasized stretching and yawning that followed was for my benefit or was just deliberate hesitations of a passive-aggressive Diamond Tiara. Regardless, I took full advantage of it – my eyes ran up and down her as she stretched and flexed her toned body taut. I couldn't help but think about how much I wanted to grab the curvaceous filly and rub down every single inch of her alluring body. Ending the routine with a little shake of her rump, it was difficult to keep my breathing regulated as my heart begins to beat harder. Rich noticed nothing as I leered at his daughter, already fucking her in my fantasies.

She finally rushed from the room, brushing past the two of us. “And don't leave until he says you can!” Filthy Rich shouted after her as the door to her room slams shut. The pony sighed. “I swear, that girl sometimes...” He walked through the living room towards his luggage all neatly piled in a corner.

“Listen...I know how my daughter is sometimes.” He leaned over, picking up a briefcase and slinging it over his head. His voice was lower and solemn – a tone of resignation. “Every babysitter we've ever had, whether they were expensive nannies specially requested from Canterlot, or some neighborhood teenager, she's had them pulling their mane out and quitting within a week.” Good. If he was still saying things like this, it meant that he had no idea about the true nature of the relationship between me and his daughter. Seeing him struggling with his next bag, I rushed over and helped him with it.

“Thanks...I don't know what you're doing different, but...well, I guess I'm just saying that I know Diamond can be a handful sometimes...” An image of me squeezing a handful Diamond's flank flicked through my mind, but it was gone as soon as it came – with no change in the comfortable smile I wore as a mask. “...and I appreciate that you're able to handle it.”

He made for the door, behind in his schedule. “Oh, it's no problem, Mr. Rich!” I said, “There's something very special about your daughter. It's really my pleasure.” He managed once last glance backwards, looking comforted. Then he was gone – rushing out the door and slamming it shut behind him.

The house was still for a few seconds, the only sound being the excited beating of my heart and the faint ticking of the grandfather clock that stood in the corner. Then, sure enough, Diamond's door creaked open and I heard her bounding down the hallway. She entered the room, and already I felt myself grow hard in anticipation of what was to come. Diamond walked over to me as I stood perfectly still, prowling around me like a predator playing with her hapless prey. She dragged her two-toned tail all over my pants, letting it rest on my crotch for a brief second longer than normal. Finally, finishing her inspection, she stood in front of me, sparing a glance at my aching tent before turning her eyes upwards to meet my face

“Well?” she asked, sounding annoyed and raising an eyebrow.

I whimpered quietly at the expected word and nodded at her. Reaching into my pocket, I wrapped my hands around a large leather bag. She smiled when she heard the bits clacking against one another as I pulled the bag out into view. Her eyes grew wide and, for the first time since I arrived, a look of genuine excitement and happiness was evident on her face. She stared at the heavy bag of coins as I made to put it on top of the bookshelf – as usual – but she halted me with a word.

“Wait.”

Instantly, I stopped.

“Don't you think you owe me for the show I put on earlier? I saw you staring at me like a dumb animal.” She said, smiling slyly.

The option to argue never really entered my mind. I just nodded, assured that she was right and enraptured by her beauty. Opening the bag, I fished out a few a bits and dropped them into her waiting hoof.

“Four bits?” She stared at them, disgusted. “I get more in allowance every day!” She threw them to the ground, one of them rolling across the floor and hitting my shoe. “I let you leer at my body like a horny dog, you pervert. Obviously, a filly as beautiful as me is worth more than 4 bits!” As if I needed anything further than her word to agree unconditionally to her demands, she sat down and ran her hoof sensually from her chin down her body.

Soon, a large handful of bits was flowing from my hand to the ground, pooling into a pile in front of Diamond as she stared at the glittering gold, she eyes sparkling with delight. “Theeeerreee,” she said, her purring voice sending shivers down my spine. “That's better...”

“You realize all that is going to be mine by the end of the night, right?” She giggled as she brought her hoof even lower, rubbing her immaculate and unsullied marehood lightly, causing me to simply stare at her, everything but my own lust forgotten.
She deigned to touch herself for my pleasure for a few seconds longer, before jutting her hoof out towards me. It was a thin coating of her own arousal on it now – evidence of her own excitement.

“Well? 35 bits,” she smirked.

Diamond Tiara was back to a sprawling, lazy posture on the floor, bored as she paged through her magazine. This time, however, there was an ever-growing pile of bits next to her, and I huddled behind her, one of her slender, perfect hindlegs in my hand and the other furiously massaging my aching erection through my jeans. My tongue ran all over her hoof – this was the last of them that I had bought the honor of touching with my mouth. With increasing daring, I directed my oral attentions higher and higher up her leg, taking in all the tastes and scents. I could taste the expensive, imported perfume – probably bought with my money – and reveled in the shampoo she used to make her coat shimmer as I inhaled deep. Ah – and there! Right there, faint, almost undetectable...but there none the less. The unmistakable damp, musty and addicting ambrosial aroma of an aroused filly in heat. I whimpered and almost came in my pants when the odor hit me, but I retrained myself, at least in that regard. However, I was incensed to get an ever greater reaction out of her, and I nibbled on her leg with even greater force.

Her tail – her beautiful, perfectly combed and kept tail – flicked out of the way for a split second, so quick if I blinked I would have nearly missed it. The thin slit that comprised her marehood was revealed for a brief, indescribable moment. A thin stream of liquid was leaking from it, pooling on the floor beneath her. And, a moment before her tail flicked back into place to cover her indecency, she winked, giving me a full view of the perfect blistering pink tunnel I wanted nothing more than to fill and coat with my cum again and again. I moaned desperately and loudly into her furred leg, eliciting a quick, condescending giggle from her. She had a remarkable stoicism to being aroused that I simply couldn't match. I wondered if it was me causing this effect on her, or, more likely, if the pile of golden coins she had laying at her side that she was intoxicated by. She leaned over occasionally and nuzzled or sifted through the money, making me think that the gold was her ideal lover – a worthy surrogate for the pathetic, grasping human currently getting off on tonguing her legs. Too cowardly and broken to sweep the her in my arms and make her mine right in the middle of the floor, she had dismissed me as a nonentity – only the recompense I supplied mattered.

Lust and desire had occupied all higher brain functions at this point, and the only thing I could say where primal phrases and clumsy admissions of my desires.

“God, I wanna fuck you so bad, Diamond,” I pleaded into her leg, out of my mind.

She turned her head around to look at me. “Oh?” she asked coyly.

I nodded, managing to detach my mouth from her hoof for only a split. “Yeah,” I gasped, “want to rut you so hard.”

“Well, then I guess you can,” she said, looking smug and satisfied.

My eyes widened in amazement, her words managing to halt my animalistic digression into near non-sapient lust. Did she just say...? I could? My hands immediately jerked to my belt, hurriedly unhooking it in an effect to free the erection that had been twitching and leaking ever since I had laid my hands on the little filly in front of me. I finally had her permission to fuck her, the only thing I've ever wanted in life.

“...for a million bits!” she concluded mockingly, smiling the most malicious smile I had ever seen conjured on a pony.

I stopped my frenzied fumbling to remove my pants and simply stared at her in shock and disbelief. I wasn't sure why her little game surprised me this time, she pulled something like this every single time I had been here with her. However, not even this could halt me, as I picked up began making out with her hoof once again.

“Of course, there's no way you'll ever save up that much money. Not whenever you're spending all your bits every single week to lick my hooves, haha...” she concluded as I engrossed myself in doing just that.

“Hey!” she shouted a few seconds later, sounding annoyed. My gaze was torn from her rump and to her eyes. I saw her looking at my tented erection and my hand vigorously rubbing it through my pants. “Did I say you could touch yourself? Ooooh, you're going to pay for that.” She jerked her hoof out of my grip and stood back up. At this point, all four of her legs were soaked; her coat damp and dripping with my saliva. It took all the willpower I had not to lunge forward and grab her rump, to pull her close and rut her right now. My chest heaved and down; annoyed as I was by her sudden interruption, the only thing that flooded my mind now was images of the little filly orgasming and writhing under me as she screamed my name. That fantasy didn't match the real, calm Diamond as she wandered over to her couch in an annoyed trot, leaving little puddles of my saliva with each step.

The clock in the room chimed, ringing several times as Diamond rubbed her legs clean on the furniture. “Geeeez...” she complained, “you just spent the past hour licking my legs...how pathetic.” I nodded swiftly in agreement, reaching for my back of coins to buy another session between myself and her delicious hooves.

“No...” she declined half-interestedly when she noticed. “I'm gonna need a bath now. Disgusting. Go run my water.”

The bathroom was soon hot and humid as I lifted Diamond up gently and lowered her into the bathwater tempered just right for her. It was hard to breathe – the heady and intoxicating infusion of fragrance oils into the air was nearly overwhelming. Diamond didn't seem bothered. She pranced and splashed in the tub, displaying an incongruous innocence as I stared at her, panting. My erection hadn't subsided – if anything, I was harder and more desperate for release as I stared at the most beautiful filly in the world, her mane now wet and rolling down her body, and her tail now sopping and clinging to her body, giving me a perfectly clear view of her untouched, pencil-thin slit that was only a few hues of pink lighter than the rest of her body.

I stood up and began to take off my shirt.

“What are you doing?” Diamond was immediately curious what had taken my attention away from her.

“Too hot...” I gasped in way of explanation, tossing my soaked shirt to the side. The pants were next – off they went. Now, standing there in just in the underwear clinging to my body, my hard-on was finally free and it bobbed up and down. A small wet spot could be seen near the tip, evidence of how much pre-cum I had leaked earlier nearly rubbing myself to orgasm through my pants again and again.

Diamond stared at me for a few seconds, the look on her face indicating that she was going to challenge my actions, but then simply shrugged and went back to giggling and playing in the tub. I sat back down and was content to stare at the soaking-wet, slippery filly prance around the tub, knowing full well how much it would cost me if I were to take out my cock and jerk it without her permission. If I gave in to the nearly irresistible temptation, I know that nothing could recall me at that point – my cum would be splattering against the side of the tub as I moaned Diamond's name.

“You know,” Diamond said after a minute. “It's only proper for a babysitter to help wash the person he's taking care of, isn't it? My dad has to be paying you for something, after all...”

With obedience substantiated by desire, I agreed wholeheartedly. Soon, a soapy washcloth was in my in hand and rubbing up and down Diamond Tiara, while my other hand gripped the side of the tub in an attempt to occupy it from other more carnal activities. The pony began to mewl and coo as I rubbed up and down her body, my hands shaking with excitement and my hard-on throbbing every time I squeezed her body or ran my hand down her flank. The scents and sound infected my mind and - Diamond swaying lightly, her eyes closed as I lathered her body with expensive soaps - my hand drifted to her rump, and gave it a rough squeeze. Diamond's eyes shot open and she turned around to look at me. She was annoyed – the glare she was shooting at me made that obvious. However, I wanted her so bad that barring an immediate order to stop I continued massaging her plump butt. It had just the right amount of give, my soapy fingers sinking into her slightly as I squeezed. I had to bit my lip just to stifle a moan as I bunched up her tail and lifted it out of the way to give me better access to her hindquarters.

Both of my hands were now massaging Diamond Tiara's rump. I spun her around to place the object of my attentions closer to me, and I stared in awe she allowed me to run my greedy, horny grip all over any part of her body I wanted.

“God damn...” I was compelled to utter as I squeezed and caressed her, worshiping her rump. She hadn't stopped looking at me, but now her annoyance was tinted with a vague amusement. I wanted nothing more than rip of my underwear and fuck this little evil sexy filly while she was sopping wet.

“Fuck...so hot...” I murmured.

“Oooh, what a smooth-talker.” Diamond said sarcastically. “Do you talk to all the little kids like this, or is just me that gets you so hot and bothered you can't even think straight?”

I grunted in response.

It was only whenever I took it a step too far – my thumb running up and down the length of her slit, feeling its improbable heat even in the already stifling bathroom – did she tear her rump away from me.

“That's enough.” she said forcefully, smacking me in the face with her wet tail. “Geez, a little filly just wants you to give her a bath and the only thing you can do is feel her up and think about rutting her. You really are just a stupid horny animal, aren't you?”

She leapt out of the tub and onto the floor, nonplussed by my whimpers and agreements. The sudsy mixture she was still partially coated in leaked onto the floor as she reached for a towel.

“Please, Diamond,” I begged as she began to towel herself off.

“Hrm?” she turned towards me as if she had just noticed a spot of dirt on her floor. “Please? Please what?”

“Please...let me cum...” I said, surprised at my ability to articulate in the state I was in. “I need it so bad...just let me touch myself...”

She laughed. “Ah, does the stupid mutt want to shoot off already? Was giving an innocent adorable filly a bath too much for him? Now he has to jerk his cock to the thought of her?” She didn't need to hear my desperate, pleading affirmatives that yes, that was exactly what he had to do to know. “Well, it'll cost you...lots.”

I slipped out of my underwear to show my willingness to pay whatever price necessary to get off.

“However...” she said, emerging from underneath her towel as she dried her hair, while my hand flew with instinctual desire to the base of my cock. “If you can last five more minutes, you can do it for free...”

I tried to wrap my head around this as my fingers wrapped around my needy erection. I wasn't concerned about the price, but more money meant more play time later. Besides, I had lasted the greater part of two hours...surely another 5 minutes would be within reach. Yeah, I decided as my hand, almost with subconscious need, began to slowly stroke up and down: Five more minutes.

There was, unfortunately, one thing I hadn't figured into my internal evaluation of my own self-control: Diamond Tiara, really, really likes money.

After a half a minute of slow, restrained stroking, she started her game.

“I can't believe it,” she griped, as she shook her rump a foot from my face under the context of drying it off. “I can't believe you're thinking about having sex with a little kid like me. That's all you can think about anymore, isn't it? I bet you go home and jerk off thinking about me sitting on your face, lowering my dripping slit onto your mouth...” As if her point needed any more emphasize, she swished her tail out of the way and gave me a full view.

“Or do you touch yourself wishing I was there doing it for you? Is that what you want? Do you want these dainty little hooves that you love so much to grab your cock and jerk it until you splatter all over my face and drip your seed all down my legs.” She laughed mockingly.“My, that'd take forever to get out of my coat. Do you really think I'd ever let you do something like that?” She dropped her towel – her fur and coat still a disheveled mess.

With fierce determination tempered by a characteristic grace, Diamond marched towards me. She walked between my sprawled legs, now just inches from where my hand was moving slowly up and down. She ran her hoof along the inside of my thigh, infuriatingly inching closer and closer to my cock before backing away and running back down. I couldn't decide whether I wanted to plead her to stop, or pray that she continue, so I uttered the only coherent and cyclic thought I'd managed all night. “Fuck...”

“Oh, that's it, isn't it? You just want to fuck me like I'm a pony in heat, don't you? Yeah, I'm sure that's what you're thinking about right now. Just pushing my face into the mud and taking me like a stallion would. I can't believe you're thinking about cumming inside me right now. You want to fuck me and fill me up with your cum until I'm leaking. You know I'm just a filly, right? You want to knock up a filly. That's, like, so disgusting. You really are a pervert.”

I was enraptured. My hand disobeyed the increasingly futile orders from my mind to stay calm and ignore the beautiful pony spilling out my fantasies in right front of me. My mind, however, was soon captured in the same trance, seeing the only acceptable think to do was to cum for this pony. I was stroking my cock harder and harder. The euphoria of orgasm began to flick around the borders of my consciousness, sending a shiver throughout my body. The faint and final warning to slow down to ebb the oncoming climax went completely ignored.

Diamond was absolutely delighted when she saw the pace of my masturbation pick up and smiled wide, knowing she had won.

“Actually, I think my mouth would be good enough for you. Don't you think? Wouldn't it be nice to just fuck my mouth and shove your cock in my throat? To hear me gag and whimper and moan around your pathetic dick as you splatter a load against the back of my throat? You'd probably be spurting in a heartbeat if I started licking you.” She leaned in closer and closer with each word. Now, she was just a fraction of an inch away from my cock. I could feel her warm breath each time she exhaled, teasing me with just how hot her mouth would be.

“Fuck, Diamond...I'm close.” I managed to communicate through my panting.

“Already?” She snorted in derision. “You must reeeeaaallllyy want me bad, huh? Well, go ahead, you fucking pervert. Cum all over me. Make sure you get some in my mouth. I want my tongue coated in your spunk.” She stepped back and opened her mouth wide, sticking her tongue out.

I couldn't help myself. Not needing any more encouragement, I whacked myself off for those final few seconds before I reached the point of no return. A jolt of pleasure shot through my body as I cried out an inarticulate moan, body shuddering as my balls contracted. I looked on in lustful amazement as I spurted my load all over Diamond Tiara's face...

...or would have, had she still been standing there. She leapt away at the last second, leaving the thick strands of cum I was finally able to release to splatter all over the soapy bathroom tiles.

Diamond didn't even give me time to catch my breath. “Aww, three and half minutes,” she informed me , looking at the small clock that hung on the wall. “Soooo close. I guess I'm just too much for you, huh?” She laughed that demeaning and impossibly arousing laugh of hers. Well, can't say I blame you but we had an agreement. That'll be a hundred bits.” The look on her face was both amused and disgusted as she stared derisively from my still twitching cock to the seed I sprayed all over her bathroom floor. I lay, panting, body still tinging in post-coital bliss.

She gave her body one final shake to clear all the water from it then threw all her hair from her vision with a flick of her head. “I'm hungry,” she complained, “Why haven't you made me dinner yet? You really should clean this mess up and get on that.” With that, the filly turned from the bathroom and , in a clearly satisfied trot, left me there. I was sweaty and naked and gasping for air and tingling like I had just spent the last hour fucking some insatiable whore while a perfectly clean and unsullied filly I had just cum for harder than I've ever cum in my life marched from the room.

Maybe that was an image needed some form of analysis later, but for now – my princess was hungry.

Diamond was back to sitting on the floor, a new tabloid in front her. I sat on the couch behind her, leg twitching as I mirrored her disinterested literary pursuits, leafing through one of Mr. Rich's quarterly business magazines. We had both eaten already; our dinner consisted of a collection of juicy fruits that Diamond was sure to eat as seductively as possible, while I stared at her with a look of blank and base lust. Her homework was completed – by me, of course. We were both dressed now, her having put on an adorable pair of pajamas. The sun, on orders from Canterlot, was beginning to lower and I knew Mr. Rich would probably be home within the hour. My gaze was drawn repeated to filly lazing on the floor as she shifted back and forth, humming softly to herself.

If it wasn't for the growing erection in my pants, this would look like just a normal babysitting situation.

Diamond's pile of coins she earned throughout the night had been stacked neatly beside her, but there were still a small amount left in my bag. I considered that maybe, this weekend, I'd actually go home with some money, but the hard-on that I was idly kneading through my jeans suggested otherwise.

Diamond must have felt my eyes undressing her, because she turned around and looked at me right as I was hefting the bag of bits to judge the contents. She smiled as she noticed me massaging my cock. “Still horny? All I'm doing is sitting here and you still can't stop thinking about me? 10 bits and I'll take off my bottoms.” This girl was determined to have my bag of coins as empty as my balls by the end of the night.

10 golden bits soon piled onto the floor in front of Diamond Tiara.

Joining them on the floor was Diamond's pajama bottoms, pooling around her hind hooves as she arched her back and stuck her rump straight in the air. I fished my dick out of my jeans and began slowly stroking myself to the little pony's show.

“You know, you're sooooo lucky a pretty girl like me lets you jack off to her.” Diamond said, her nose still in her magazine as her rump swayed back and forth. “Normal guys would go after a girl their age or, uh, species, but you're so perverted that you have to milk your cock to an adorable little filly showing you her rump. I bet if I let you fuck me right now you wouldn't even be able to stop if my dad walked him. I wonder what he'd think about his trusted babysitter jacking off to his daughter on his couch.”

Diamond Tiara was obviously enjoying this almost as much as I was. In the torchlight that illuminated the room, I could see a thin stream of lubrication beginning to leak from her slit.

“Say, we already had dinner. What if I let you eat me out for dessert?” She winked at me. I stared at her, amazed. She's never let me do something like this before “It'll only cost you three hundr-”

In a flash, I was off the couch, magazine violently discarded. I upended the leather bag in front of Diamond, causing a waterfall of gold coins to flow in front of the filly. Her eyes widened and her smile grew as the growing cavalcade of coins knocked over her carefully stacked piles of bits and added them to the mess. Soon, the entirety of my money was laying in front of her, and she stared at it, smile as wide as can be. She nuzzled and snuggled into the pile of coins as if it were the world's most comfortable pillow.

I, meanwhile, had my comforts. I seized Diamond Tiara's satiny rump and lifted her hindlegs off the ground, burying my face in the area that had been the target of my desires and fantasies for weeks. I inhaled deep, taking in the aroma of a horny filly. It was sweet and spicy and intoxicating and perfect. I couldn't help but have a taste. My tongue darted out and ran the length of her slit, lapping up the lubrication she was leaking. It tasted just as exquisite as it smelled, and soon I was devoted to the task like it was a necessity – licking her pulsing, velvety marehood and sticking my tongue in as deep as I could in her improbably tight snatch. My dick throbbed beneath me, but I had the much more important palate for my attention in front of me.

“Mmm...” I heard her groan slightly into the pile of coins. Her haughty demeanor was cracking and falling in front of me within a minute of my tongue meeting her pussy. Obviously, I was doing a good job. She was beginning to push herself upwards back into my face, eager to provide me with greater access. “Don't...ah...d-don't...” she gasped, stumbling for words as I withdrew from inside her and resumed licking her outer lips with slow, long strokes. Her legs were twitching uselessly in the air.

Whatever message she was trying to communicate was blundered and stopped, cracking into squeals and stammering unto a torrent of the new, pleasurable sensations I was forcing her to endure. I considered, for a moment, stopping and allowing her to regain her composure, but then I realized – I paid for this. I was going to make this little filly cum if it was the last thing I did. With this goal firmly in mind, I directed my care towards her tiny, unexposed clit. Giving it a swift lick, which elicited a gasp from Diamond, I paused for a second before nibbling on it gently.

That drew a shriek. The proud and reserved pony was reduced to a mess as her hooves smacked the ground and she was forced to bit a lip to halt her own articulations of lust. Her face was buried in the pile of coins, in the futile hope that they would mask her scream. “N-not...not so rough...you animal!” she spat, muffled, at me, angrier and more turned on than she'd ever been during our 'playtime'.

I couldn't help but wonder if, in her state, she'd mind if I lowered her rump onto my prick. With how wet she was, it'd probably slide right into despite how tight she was. The way the muscles of her walls contracted and squeezed my tongue promised that if I stuck my cock into her right now, her body would betray her and try to milk me for everything I had. However, the fact that the poor foal was still shivering and shoving her rump into my face forced me to put aside such selfish thoughts for another time.

I pressed my tongue hard against her clit once again, drawing another moan from the writhing Diamond. “Fuck...” she moaned, mirroring the verbal inarticulacy she forced on me earlier.

It was an easy thing to deduce, based on the warm liquid coating my chin and the way her whole hindquarters spasmed under my grip that she was close to orgasm. Her descent into vulgarity continued as I refused to relent.

“F-fucking faggot...” she moaned into the pile of coins. “Does this, oh Celestia...does this get you off? You're so lucky I'm letting you do this to me. You fucking...pervert. So pathetic...” she continued, insulting me as she humped my face with her needy rump, begging me to get her off with her own body as she berated me in speech. “Shouldn't you...oh, fuck...be screwing a real girl right now? You have to use a little fucking kid to get off, fuck...”

One final little nibble on her clit was all it took to send her over the edge. “I'm c-” was all that she managed before devolving into formless and primal screaming. A gush of warm liquid covered my already sopping face as she grinded into me. Her head covered in her hooves and coins to hide the scream of an orgasming filly that echoed through the house anyway. Her entire body was quivering and shaking as I set her rear hooves back to the floor gently. They stood, shaking, for a brief moment before collapsing and completing the image perfectly. A once haughty Diamond Tiara was now a disorderly and embarrassed mess, her legs twitching slightly and her chest heaving, her ruffled hair clinging to her sweaty body.

Now, it was time for my own desires. I reached over and grabbed her flanks and pulled her in front of me. She was laying on her back, her soaked rump sitting just inches from me. I laid my cock between her hindlegs, feeling the heat radiating from her stomach. Her slit was still winking occasionally.

I looked up and into her eyes as I lined up my cock with her wet tunnel. Her limbs were trembling in trepidation and her eyes matched that – a heretofore unseen fear was evident in them. But I detected something else. Desire? Yearning? Whatever it was, she didn't tell me to stop as I prepared to rut her until she couldn't walk. I've seen what happens to her composure after the first orgasm. I wonder what will happen after the second...and the sixth, and the fourteenth...

The sound of a gate outside opening stopped me right as I was about to slide into Diamond Tiara.

“Dad,” she whispered breathlessly.

She pulled herself to her feet, panicking, as I shoved my aching hard-on back into my pants. I grabbed Diamond's rump and pulled her pajamas back onto her as she was scooping up the coins into the discarded bag. She sprinted past the front door towards her bedroom as I wiped off my mouth and brushed down my clothes. Grabbing the magazine, I collapsed back down onto the couch, trying to act inconspicuous despite being covered and sweat and with a tented erection painfully trapped in my pants.

The door opened not a second after I flicked the magazine open. Filthy Rich entered his home, looking exhausted. I immediately stood up and ran over to help him with his bags.

“Thanks,” he said, with difficulty “Rough day...” He wandered over to the middle of the floor and practically collapsed on the spot where I had been licking his daughter's rump not three minutes ago. “How were things here? Where's Diamond?”

“Things were great here, Mr. Rich.” I answered with a cheery smile. “Diamond's already asleep, the poor thing. We had a lot of fun today so she fell asleep early.” Rich nodded, satisfied. He picked himself up off the floor after a minute, with a groan.

“I'm really glad things went okay. I was worried th-” he stopped mid-sentence, picking up his hoof to look at what he had stepped on. “Huh...a bit? Guess it's my lucky day, huh? Hahaha...” I chuckled with him, nervously, as I wondered if that bit was currently slick the saliva his daughter drooled as I brought her to her first orgasm.

“Oh, speaking of, I guess I owe you for tonight...” He stumbled over to his bag, clearly bankrupt of energy. Digging through the pockets of on his bag, he pulled out an ornate bag and held it out for me. When it dropped into my hands, it was clear that this was much more then I was promised for the night. It was even more than I had paid Diamond Tiara the previous few hours.

“But, Mr. Rich...” I began, confused

“Consider it a bonus.” He explained with a weary smile. “Anyone who takes as good of care of my daughter as you do deserves a little something extra.”

I nodded, pleased, and thanked him profusely. Maybe on some moralistic level, the something should have screamed out that Mr. Rich was an amicable and exemplary stallion, and that the acts I committed with his daughter were unacceptable, but right now the only thing I could think of was what I was going to use this money to pay Diamond to do next time.

“I hope you'll forgive my hosting skills, but I've really got to get to bed...” Rich said, making for the stairs. “I'll see you at the same time next weekend, right?”

“That's right, Mr. Rich.” I responded.

I gathered up my things and made to leave, but no sooner than I heard the door to Rich's room shut I heard Diamond's open. She came creeping into the room just I was about to step outside.

Turning to face her, I saw that she had regained herself – her hair was back to its coiffed state and her expression was the dispassionate disgust she put on when she was around me. I simply smiled at her. She held out her hoof expectantly as she eyed the large bag of bits in my hand. The second's hesitation on my part was all she needed to launch into a lecture.

“Oh, you still don't get it, do you? You're mine. Forever and ever, as long as I want to play with you. You're mine. I get to decide everything for the rest of your pathetic little life. If you're lucky, you'll get to spend the rest of your days milking your cock to me. If you're unlucky, maybe Daddy gets to hear why my rump is covered in your spit right now. Maybe Daddy gets to hear how many times you've cum all over his floor as you forced me to display myself for your perverted desires.” She held out her hoof even more commandingly, shaking it slightly. “You wouldn't want to be unlucky, would you? Now hand over those bits.”

Sheepishly, regretting that I ever let myself think that I had control over her now, I dropped the bag of bits into her waiting hoof.

“Yesss...” she said in a near-moan. “There's a good little piggy bank...Hopefully now, you know your place. Mine. Forever and ever. Don't forget it.” She took one more glance at the erection evident in my pants, giggled derisively, and marched back towards her bedroom.

I stepped outside, took a deep breath of the crisp air, and made for home, cursing each step I put between myself and my princess.