Snowdrop found herself on top of a dense fog. It was winter, the season she enjoyed the most. The snowflakes were falling all around her. She couldn't see them, but she could feel them as they gently showered her back. Some fell into her mane and tail, lightly soaking them in freshly liquidized H2O. It always felt nice having the snowflakes cascade over her. It felt as if she was being massaged by nature itself.
Suddenly the massage felt more intimate. It felt as if the small water droplets on her slowly ran down her body. Some slid down her chest, while others slide down her haunches and flank. It wasn't a new feeling for her, the feeling of pleasure, however it always made her mind wander. She never could see herself becoming aroused, she could only notice the effects. Her mind clouding with lust was the most noticeable, being as it was the catalyst to the effects to come.
Snowdrop was starting to think of naughty things. Of course, she didn't know much about arousal, or even pleasure, but she did know how it worked. She also knew there was only one way to calm her arousal. Snowdrop laid down on the dense fog she was on, rolling onto her back to feel the snowflakes on her chest. She felt more aroused when a couple of snowflakes landed onto her slit.
However, this wasn't new to Snowdrop. She had done this many times before, but only on accident the first time. This time, however, wouldn't be on accident. She slid her small hooves down her body, small beads of water rolling down to her back as she moved them out of the way. She met her moist sex moments later and rubbed at it gently, her hoof quickly becoming damp with a mixture of cool water and warm pussy juice.
Then, Snowdrop had a naughty idea. She parted her hind legs and put both her front hooves onto her sex. She began to slowly part her little filly hole, opening it to the raw flesh inside. Her hole was now fully open, and she could feel the cold winter breeze infiltrate her soaked pussy. Snowdrop let out a soft moan as the feeling of her hot velvet hole being caressed by the cold wind shocked her body.
Then it happened. A small snowflake had fallen into her tiny opening, quickly melting inside Snowdrop's pussy. She moaned loudly. She had never felt that! The feeling of a snowflake falling into her most private area and sinking to her uterus. She wanted more. She needed more. Snowdrop tried to open her filly hole more, but it wouldn't stretch. She wanted to be able to catch more snowflakes inside her love canal.
Thank the princesses she didn't have to wait long, as three more snowflakes made their way into her slit. The first one was particularly larger than the other three, as it took longer to melt and slid all the way to her cervix. The second and only slid in halfway before melting, which put a slight frown on Snowdrop's face. The third fell right onto her clitoris, cooling the engorged nub and it melted.
But this still wasn't enough for Snowdrop. She began to wonder how she could fell more of this. She wanted to feel the snow inside her. She had another bright idea as she hopped off the dense cloud of fog and walked through the white blanketed meadow.
She found the largest hill of snow she could and began to roll snow balls. she rolled them just big enough to fit inside her, and she packed them tightly so they wouldn't melt as fast as the snowflakes. She made eight small snowballs and set them beside herself. She laid down right next to her small pile of snowballs and took on in her hoof.
She spread her hind legs wide, putting her fillyhood on full display for anypony passing by. With her free hoof, she spread her pussy lips slightly, then lifted her hind legs up into the air. With her hind legs still parted, she could actually balance herself. With a lustful grin on her face, she slipped the small, densely packed snowball into her drenched hole.
Snowdrop moaned loudly as gravity did her work for her. Her velvety walls let the snowball through with little resistance, and in moments it had reached her cervix. It wasn't starting to melt though, being as it was so cold and dense, so Snowdrop took another snowball and slipped it into her slit, which now gaped as if it knew Snowdrop was giving it another cold present.
The second snowball met the first, eliciting another loud moan from Snowdrop. "This feels great!" She moaned softly as she grabbed her third snowball. Except, before sliding this one into her moist hole she cracked a big grin. "I have an even better idea." She said. She quickly reshaped most of her snowballs. She took the biggest one and put it on the ground, followed by the second largest on top. she did this until there was a small stack of snowballs that got larger as they went down the stack.
The stack was about nine inches in height, with a max diameter of 2 inches. Although Snowdrop was unable to gaze at her work, she admired it another way. She tried climbing onto the ice tower, but to no avail. Her hind legs weren't long enough to put the rest of Snowdrop's body over the snowball phallus. She decided she'd have to do this another way.
Snowdrop used her wings to hover right over her creation. She had almost hit it with her left hind leg, but moved as she felt it. She slowly floated down onto her snowball toy, missing a few times because of her blindness. She finally aimed it just right, the tip of the artificial phallus pressed right against her flowing canal. She slid down the tower of snowballs with little resistance. It was so cold, yet inviting to her as she took each snowball firmly into her depths.
Snowdrop finally achieved getting to the bottom of the snowball tower. She felt full. She felt cold, yet warm at the same time. She was able to get back onto her hooves, the icy phallus now concealed within Snowdrop's cute little slit. When she was able to move properly, she slowly slid off of her snowball cock, stopping when the smallest snowball had almost slipped out. She moved her hips backwards, and with a single thrust the snow dildo was deep inside Snowdrop again. "So good!" Snowdrop moaned as she slowly rode her first dildo.
The snowball phallus was starting to melt. In fact, it started to take the shape of Snowdrop's tight fillyhood. It was now easier to ride as Snowdrop engulfed it again in her tiny snatch. Along with the water and her natural lubrication, Snowdrop was able to ride it with abandon. Every time she lunged backward, her dripping wet pussy made a low squelch. She could smell her own arousal, her sweet filly juices running down her hind legs and dripping into the snow below. She smelled like fresh dew and sweat, and this only aroused her further.
She was close. She could feel the pressure rise in her core, like something was going to happen. She felt back harder and faster. Forcing more of the snow cock into her. Sadly, it was getting more difficult for Snowdrop to reach her climax. The ice cock was melting! She needed to hurry, she needed release! Snowdrop quickly slid her tiny clit across the ground, attempting to get rough pleasure from the sleet of half frozen pussy lube.
Snowdrop arched her back, but then fell backward as she lost her balance. The phallus had melted, and now her hind legs were up in the air. A final snowflake fell right onto her nub, sending her right over the edge. She moaned loudly, feeling the climax flow through her body like a electric current.
She squirted all over herself. Her filly cum flying into the air and landing on her chest and face. She opened her mouth and caught the test on her tongue. It tasted amazing. It smelled amazing too. It felt like her fillyhood couldn't get enough, as Snowdrop came on herself. It felt like a lewd shower. One that she would never say no to taking.
After what had seemed like an eternity, Snowdrop finally came down from her climax. Her entire body was covered in sticky, warm pussy juice and filly cum. She smelled of sex and fresh dew. Her tongue lolled out of her mouth, basking in the afterglow of her orgasm. "Winter is the best season." She said, slowly drifting off into a slumber. Her body still covered in her own juices.
Snowdrop awoke slowly. Her mind was still stuck on her previous dream.
"A dream, that's all it was." Snowdrop managed to frown after coming upon this realization.
However, as Snowdrop soon regained control of her sleepy muscles she felt that she was not in her own bed. She felt rope around all of her hooves. Her forelegs were raised upward, while her hind legs were spread eagle. She soon felt that she was suspended in mid air. The room she was in was not her own, no, far from it. The temperature was cold, which was enjoyable to Snowdrop, but also felt heavy and humid.
Snowdrop sniffed the air curiously, flinching slightly as the smell of a cavern invaded her sense of smell. She smelled minerals, and took in the scent as one associated with caves. She had only been in a cavern once or twice throughout her young life, however her sense of smell was keen. What fate had failed to give her in sight enhanced all of her other senses
Snowdrop suddenly remembered the restraints around her hooves and tried to move. She only managed to flail around as the rope held to her in the air. She attempted to gnaw at her restraints, but couldn't reach her muzzle to them. She was completely helpless.
Snowdrop was startled by the faint sound of hoovesteps. They were getting louder, closer. She couldn't tell from where at the moment, but by the sound and speed of the hoovesteps she knew the approaching pony was descending down a stairway.
"Hello, is anypony there? I need some help! Please help me!" Snowdrop called for her assistance.
Instead of assistance came a voice. One deep and mature. One she quickly associated with a adult stallion.
"Nopony is around to help you. But you're safe, don't worry. You will not be hurt here, for this is my personal chamber. And you, my sweet little filly, should be grateful for being allowed in such a place." Said the voice. It was almost commanding, yet not harsh or shrewd.
"I know of your restraint. Your unable to view my beautiful crystals." Sombra said with a hiss. Blindness was somewhat uncommon for ponies. Something rarely seen or heard of. King Sombra knew Snowdrop was blind by the lack of vividness in her eyes. They were almost grey.
"You... know?" Snowdrop asked in a serious but surprised tone. She was surprised anypony knew except her mother. The fact that this complete stranger knew she was blind was odd, and she wore a confused frown, as if questioning Sombra how he knew.
"Yes..." King Sombra whispered into Snowdrop's ear. He brought a hoof up to her flank and enjoyed the feel of her soft, young coat. She was cold, much colder than other ponies. Sombra gazed at her tail, and quickly seized it in his muzzle. Snowdrop yelped in surprise and slightly in pain. Sombra, on the other hoof sniffed her tail. She smelled like fresh dew, or maybe melted snow. Sombra couldn't decide, but he had plans for this little filly.
Sombra levitated Snowdrop out of her restraints, which for a moment made Snowdrop very happy. Then, Sombra carried the blind filly over to a rather large and wide crystal. It had a curved piece on one end, not jagged or chipped at all. He levitated large crystals with chains and cuffs over and onto Snowdrop's hooves.
"Please, Let me go! I've done nothing wrong!" Snowdrop wailed out, but to no avail. Sombra slowly lowered her onto the crystal, having her entire body straddle it on her stomach, then slid her backward until the cured crystal met her tight, puckered plothole.
"What are you doing to me? Let me go! Please, just let me go! I won't tell anypony! Just don't hurt-" Snowdrop's words were quickly interrupted as a ballgag was slipped into her muzzle and fastened around her head. She tried to speak, but she only managed to droll. She felt completely helpless and depressed in her current state, and begged to go home.
"You're mine now, filly." Sombra said as he lubricated the curved crystal with his own saliva. He very much loved the taste of crystals, or more likely everything about them. Though he knew that it wasn't the only thing that needed lubrication. But then he remembered that she was still scared, and he locked her hooves down with restraints yet again before continuing.
He turned his head slightly and took in the filly's musk. With a big whiff he smelled her virgin pussy, the sweet honeypot that smelled like a winter forest. He also smelled her plothole, which smelled faintly like shit. He decided he would choose her fillyhood first.
Sombra began to prod at Snowdrop's entrance with his tongue, which made Snowdrop squeak in surprise and attempt to flail around. The restraints were working to Sombra's advantage, as he slowly licked the filly's little cyan pussy lips. She tasted divine! She tasted just as she smelled, but even more potent as it came from the source. He gave her tiny clit a small lick, which caused Snowdrop to yelp in pleassure. She was beginning to feel it.
Snowdrop was completely confused with herself. Here she was, a blind filly restrained on a crystal with a strange stallion tasting her most private of areas! She felt scared, but also felt the pleasure. She remembered how much she loved to clop. How much she loved to lay on a cloud in a cold night and prod at her tiny, cute clit. She would cum and squirt her juices onto the cloud, thinking someday it would empty her essence onto a random pony, who would then smell like her little filly pussy.
Snowdrop couldn't control herself as Sombra lapped at her tiny clit. She moaned into the gag and her tongue attempted to loll out of her mouth. Meanwhile, Sombra's muzzle was getting lightly coated in filly juices. He moved from her clit and dove his tongue directly into her honeypot, which quickly contracted around his tongue in an attempt to push him out. This quickly subsided as his lapped at her inner walls, and her pussy now contracted him inward.
Snowdrop was in a complete contradiction, she was blissfully unhappy! She felt herself getting closer to orgasm, and loved the feeling. At the same time, she felt like she should hate this stranger for doing this to her.
Soon enough, Snowdrop came. She squealed loudly and her eyelids shut tightly. Her pussy locked down around Sombra's tongue and warm, thick streaks of filly cum filled his mouth and coated his muzzle. He sucked eagerly at her love tunnel. Lapping up her delicious juices like candy while Snowdrop rode out her orgasm. When Sombra finally pulled away, thick, sticky strands of filly cum connected him to her hole, which was now open slightly with a complicated web of juices inside her.
Sombra then dived for her plothole. Snowdrop yelped again in surprise. She had never teased her butt before, and the feeling of a hot, thick stallion tongue licked at her dirty entrance made her feel weird. She couldn't protest, and she definitely couldn't move away as Sombra licked her puckered anus. He licked around her ring, directly prodding her hole sometimes, but never entering. When she was finally lubed up, he decided he was done. He then pushed her directly onto the curved crystal.
"NNNH!" Snowdrop cried out in pain! Never in her life had anything went up there before! It was painful at first, but then felt good. As if something was barely entering her and teasing her anus. She didn't moan, nor did she complain. Nothing felt good about it, but it certainly didn't feel bad either. While the sensation may feel slightly good, her emotions were at a total loss.
King Sombra stood there, watching his little filly tried her hardest to get off of the artificial anal toy, and only managing to pleasure herself. He levitated a tough riding crop over to Snowdrop, who has grunting and getting herself off on a crystal.
Sombra swatted at her flank with average force, meeting her soft coat with a loud swatting sound. Snowdrop cried out in pain, which made her receive another swing across her soft, little rump. She cried out in pain again, but this time it felt different. It felt inviting, like she had done something wrong and now she receives punishment.
"Are you a dirty little filly? Are you a masochist for your master? Scream in pain, you filthy filly!" Sombra swatted at her repeatedly, and Snowdrop cried out in agony. She had no idea what a masochist was, but if it was receiving pain that soon felt like pleasure she wouldn't argue! She absolutely enjoyed this!
After a few minutes of punishment, Sombra stopped with his assault and licked her red flank. Snowdrop sighed as his warm, thick tongue slid across her strike marks. Sombra could smell the filly's arousal. She had seriously gotten off, both from the anal play and the riding crop. But he wouldn't tease her, not yet.
At least not in her little snatch. No, he wouldn't tease her love tunnel just yet. He had something else in mind. He levitated a pair of crystal anal beads from a distant chest, the same place he took out all of his other instruments of pleasure. He slid Snowdrop off of the curved crystal, which was rather easy due to the copious amounts of filly love juice covering that part of the crystal, and she moaned through her ball gag. Apparently, she must have loved the anal play very much.
Sombra lubricated the anal beads with his saliva, and slowly pushed the smallest one against her moist anus. Snowdrop moaned again, and the littlest anal bead slid in with ease. The next went in just as easy, and the third, and the fourth. The little pervert was taking in the anal beads gleefully, moaning as they slipped into her tight embrace. Soon, even the largest one was in. Sombra could clearly see a small bulge in the filly's abdomen, and he wondered how much she was enjoying having a whole string of crystal beads deep in her tight little plothole.
With little effort, Sombra pulled the beads out of Snowdrop, who moaned loudly and convulsed over the immense pleasure. She was having the time of her life! Never before had she felt such a pleasure, and she could feel herself getting very close to cumming. When the final anal bead slipped out, she squealed. The filly squirted all over the crystal, some even landing on Sombra and showering him in delectable filly cum.
When her orgasm finally subsided, she was panting. Sombra walked over to her front and undid the ball gag.
"There is more to come, my sweet little slave. But first, I will grant you what you have been deprived of." And with that, Sombra began to cast a spell.
