The Royal Pet: Celestia's First Taste

Ahhh...

>You sigh softly, lying in-state amongst boundless ivory linens.

>Your taut stomach, pleasantly full of your favorite foods, feels comfortably warm.

>It has certainly been a long day for a pet.

>Exercise, mealtime, grooming ..."walks"...

>You certainly took advantage of your little jaunts, making careful mental assessments of society and culture within the capital city.

>Celestia seems more brazen about showing you off as of late.

>Although your time in this world has been brief, you can glean some appreciation of your current standing with the ruling class.

>Certainly not all is unfortunate here.

>Playing your little role has kept your position firm.

>...but a man must not lose sight of his goals.

There is still much to do.

>You whisper inaudibly, looking down across your freshly washed physique.

>Changing focus, you silently admire yourself in the trickling twilight.

>The scene brings back memories of slightly fonder times; back in your own grandiose bedchambers.

>Times when several pairs of delightfully feminine eyes hungrily devoured every inch of your muscular skin.

>Times when you set the schedule for your own "entertainment" from your submissives.

>Closing your eyes, you reminisce about bountiful experiences from your human world.

>Each Baroness wonderfully carnal; each Lady a jewel in your crown.

>A slight smile creeps across your face.

>The  buxom, blushing virgin Priestess from the Meadow of Butterflies...

>A shamelessly lewd and barbaric Queen of Wolves from the thunderlands...

>The wicked, yet sophisticated, purple-haired Duchess from rotting Corpsix Swamp Keep...

>Not to mention your wonderfully loving concubines; eyes each a color of the rainbow.

>Dancing mental imagery of your sexual domination sets your heart alight.

>Before you know it, blood is soon coursing through mighty veins lower and lower down your anatomy.

>Inevitably, your manhood begins to rise.

>Your length slowly reaches outwards and quickly extends farther than your tell-tale Celestial lioncloth.

>Taking a moment to savor the sensation of fine silk along your tender glans, the elegant cloth quickly becomes crumpled along the base.

>Gingerly, you reach a hand down and palm yourself.

Mmmm...

>You sigh, the feeling of heat pouring off your skin.

>It has been far too long since you've experienced this sort of relief.

>Perhaps now, during your "alone time", would be the perfect opportunity to indulge.

>You take a generous amount of saliva in your remaining hand and move it to meet your thickness.

>Going back-and-forth from mouth to masculinity, you eventually coat yourself in a fine layer of slickness.

>Your erection now easily towers over both hands.

>Feeling the cool air of the room licking against your pride, you lodge yourself firmly against the plush mattress.

>It only takes but a moment for your brain to dive back into fantasy.

>Massaging yourself, you quickly select a favorite ex-lover and get to work:

>"Ohhh, King Anonymous..."

>The Duchess of Ivory and Violet hisses devilishly.

>"H-how dare you...*ah!* exert suuuuuuch *umph* privileges  on my oo-OHHHH-wn ancestral lands?"

>Deep in concentration, you can almost recall every inch of her wonderfully tight womanhood framed marvelously in elaborate lingerie.

>Rapidly, your brought the masochistic aristocrat to her umpteenth peak of the night.

>"Nnngghhh...Anonymous..."

>Yes, so damn tight.

>You grip her wrists harder, forcing deeper inside.

>"Anonymous..."

>You can feel yourself swelling thicker as she coos your name.

>"Anonymous!"

>Your eyes shoot open and your body freezes.

>That certainly wasn't the voice inside your mind...

>A set of off-rose orbs are locked on your exposed form.

>They belong to none other than the Princess of the Sun.

>A moment of silence permeates the air, punctured only by your heavy breathing.

>You were careless; now was not the time to let your guard down.

>"It would seem as though my pet has yet to expend his energy for the night."

>Regally, your "Owner" expands her wings and marches slowly over to your exposed position.

>She stops a mere foot from your sprawled legs, looking down her long muzzle.

>Your eyes still locked with Celestia's, you slip into your stoic demeanor.

>"My goodness,"

>She begins softly, putting on a far more formal tone than you were expecting.

>"Such raw masculinity. Long have I wondered; now I shall have my first answer."

>The Goddess' chest rises and falls, almost as if in time with her flowing ethereal locks.

>Realization strikes your mind as the spark in her pupils flashes across your glistening girth.

>Celestia may be of a different species, but still manages to convey mareish desire behind a mask of sophistication.

>Hands still locked firmly on your member, you feel it twitch with need under her regal gaze.

>A twitch not unnoticed by the Solar Princess...

>Princess Celestia flares her nostrils, curling her upper lip for a split second and taking in the scent of your arousal.

>"What are you waiting for, my darling pet?"

>She grins with hormonal satisfaction, triggered by your  overwhelming scent.

>"Continue..."

>Celestia's long-simmering curiosity about your sex takes over her mind, and she bobs her neck gently in encouragement.

>You play dumb, flexing your muscles and silently staring into thousand-year pools.

>Unsure if you understand her intent, Celestia lowers her muzzle and nudges your hands.

>"Come now, Anonymous...you are safe with me."

>Desperately, the Princess attempts to galvanize your arms into motion.

>Although unexplainably stricken with arousal, Celestia is cautious.

>She cannot afford any ill-effects from your unknown virility, and decides to take her experimentation slow.

>Reluctantly, you resume your masturbation, much to the joy of your royal observer.

>"Yesss, that's it,"

>The Solar Princess rears up, placing her forehoves next to your waist.

>"Pleasure yourself for me."

>Although your reminiscence has been broken, your lust has not, and you use a finger to gently trace along your shapely ridge.

>Your other hand retrieves a dollop of saliva, and resumes its pumping.

>Celestia looks on, noting every movement with a stone-face; she attempts to conceal her excitement and arousal.

>Almost as an afterthought, the Princess looks over her shoulder and makes sure the chamber doors are secured with a bit of magic.

>You smirk internally.

>Celestia is apparently easy to distract when her "mood" strikes.

>You decide to experiment yourself with your "Master's" emotions.

Ohhhh...

>You groan lewdly, spreading your legs further and giving the Solar Ruler a better look at your heavy package.

>Upon hearing your moans, Celestia's feminine urges alight with long-restrained need; she winks unseen.

>You can see the lust in her eyes, and smell the musky scent of horse-lust in the now stagnant air.

>You've been in stables before.

>She cannot fool you.

Grrrraaahh.....!

>You cry out, flexing your glutes and pumping more blood into your bulging shaft.

>Celestia only looks on in awe, masked poorly by her royal demeanor.

>The Sun Goddess admires your flexing muscles and sheer penile length in increasing reverence.

>"Far too much..."

>The Princess mumbles through pursed lips.

>You aren't sure if Celestia's talking about your actions or your virility.

>Neither is she.

Mmmmph!

>You've been victim of her flirtatiousness many times in the past...

>Her suspicious prodding when you were "asleep".

>Her naughty winking when alone in chambers.

>Her suggestive tone when calling you "hers".

>Time to make her pay a bit.

>Your mind slips into a primal state as you imagine your manhood diving into Celestia's tight tunnel.

>Having no idea of the sensations, you akin in much to that of a woman's own fertile garden.

>Knowing your body better than any woman or mare ever could, you quickly feel yourself approaching your peak.

>Celestia's breathing increases noticeable as she tastes the air.

>"Keep going."

>She whispers pleadingly.

>"Let me see what such a 'human' creature might do."

>You put on a show, flexing and groaning, putting great effort into building pressure deep within.

>Celestia relishes every second of her pet's ministrations.

>She cannot contain her moist and squelching winks, embarrassed by how terribly aroused an unknown animal could make her.

Ummmphhhh...

>Your head swells fiercely, and a tingle runs from the base of your spine to the tip of your crown.

>Princess Celestia sees this, and aware of the male form, anticipates your copious release.

>Now was the time to see her pet's true talents...

>With a long groan, you squeeze your member's base and stroke upwards in a long, fluid motion.

>Aiming perfectly, your first massive spurt coats the Princess' face in warm cream.

>Startled, Celestia lets out a moan in surprise and unleashes a torrent of mare-pre onto the marble floor.

>The next thick rope sears even further, arcing over Celestia before dripping down her horn.

>Your mighty quads and biceps tense, bulging with veins as the next stream of hot love impatiently rushes into your shaft.

>Finally coming to her senses, Celestia rears higher as the third spurt ropes along the underside of her neck.

>The thick line somewhat succumbs to gravity and splatters along onto your abdominals.

>Finally, after what seems like an eternity to the Princess, your voluminous orgasm tapers off.

>Your broad chest is now coated with a thick layer of fertile cum.

>Celestia, wide-eyed, is unable to contain herself.

>"M-my talented pet...my virile Anonymous..."

>She stutters out through a fierce blush, managing to give you a serious look.

>"Seems to have dirtied himself quite a bit with his obscenely copious expulsions."

>The Solar Mare cranes her neck downwards, her facial of pearl glistening against snow-white fur.

>You lay still, anxious to see her next move.

>"Let's clean you up."

>Deliberately, the Princess slithers out her broad tongue and laps a rope of semen from your chest.

>Her eyes lock with yours through the elegant motion; she rolls her prize into her gullet.

>Celestia's pupils dilate, and she immediately dips for another taste.

>"So salty..."

>Your muscles shiver from her second lick, lengthier than the first.

>"So fertile..."

>Goosebumps cover your skin as Princess Celestia alternates between cleaning herself and you.

>"So...human..."

>She groans; the scent of musk floods your nostrils once more as Celestia's marehood leaks down her hind legs.

>Finally you are clean of your cream, every dollop now safely stored inside your "Owner's" hungry stomach.

>She smacks her lips, licking them in primal satisfaction.

>You enjoy the feeling of release, but after so long without orgasm, your manhood only wavers slightly before remaining firmly upright.

>"W-what in Equestria...?"

>Celestia questions as if in a stupor.

>"My big, strong, Anonymous is certainly full of surprises...and apparently still quite full of cream for his Princess."

>She finishes with a gentle giggle.

>You resist laughing yourself.

>It would look as if you've placed yourself into an awkward situation...

>"Truly, such a marvelous beast of a man. I must test your...capabilities...further."

>Celestia bites her lip, moving to her hooves.

>Your curiosity only rises.

>"Let's find a gentle, refined aristocrat to act as a caretaker to help with your 'needs'. I must discover whether or not a human can...impregnate...a pony before risking myself."

>You grin internally once more; a clever Princess.

 >"But until then,"

>Celestia licks your sensitive glans, targeting a thick pearl forming at the tip.

>"The royal throat should do quite nicely."

>You shudder with arousal, feeling a set of horseish lips surround your impressive erection.

>Throughout the night, you prepare yourself again and again to sate the Princess' great thirst with your generous fountain.

>Celestia, meanwhile, prepares herself again and again to receive your startlingly thick spurts of delicious, salty cream.

>What the future holds for your role as "pet", you do not know.

>You have your plans.

>You have your resolve.

>Yet only one thing is certain:

>You have your "Owner", your Celestia, in a potentially vulnerable situation.

>A situation you intend to take full advantage of, should the need arise...

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