Original Thread
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http://archive.heinessen.com/mlp/thread/S19290968
 
 
 
Reviews and Comments
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Maud: ...
Kong: *Dong*
Anon: This done already?
Anon: it was great ending
 
 
 
Guard Duty by NotScribble
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>Guards aren't allowed to move or react in any way, shape or form.
>You knew this.
>In fact, it's a thought you pondered often since you arrived in Equestria.
>Just how far would a guard let you go?
>Is duty more important to them than dignity?
>You didn't want to humiliate him, just tease him a little.
>For science.
>You approach a white guard who happened to be stationed by himself in one of the lesser used halls of the castle.
>You wonder briefly if they assign guards to areas based on their abilities, but the thought leaves you once you get close to him.
>As you would expect, he doesn't move or acknowledge your presence in any way.
>You hesitate a moment, glancing around and wondering if you should really do this.
>Looking back down at the guard next to you, you quickly find your resolve.
>Yes.
>You slowly reach down with your hand and make contact with the guard's left ear.
>It twitches slightly at first contact, but remains as steadfast as he is once it came acclimated to your presence.
>You begin gently rubbing his ear with your hand in a manner similar to how you treated dogs back on Earth.
>You can see his eyes glance back and forth ever so slightly, but he remains still.
>You continue gently rubbing his ear for a moment before moving your hand to his wing.
>The rest of his head and his entire back is covered in armor, so access is impossible.
>His wing is warm to the touch.
>You gently part his wing feathers between your fingers as you stroke your hand through, over and over.
>It makes you grin like an idiot, and he still isn't moving.
 
>After some time of giving his wing your undoubtedly awkward attention, you begin to wonder what your next move should be.
>You had initially thought he would react in some way by now, and the only exposed bits left are..
>With a nervous glance, you look down at his side.
>His entire underbelly is the only area left exposed.
>The only area left to continue this experiment.
>You bite your lip.
>For science.
>You pull your hand away from his wing and gently kneel down next to him.
>He remains motionless, but you're sure he's beginning to get nervous.
>You certainly are.
>With some manner of caution, you once again reach your hand out and move it towards the guard, this time aiming for the exposed chest area between his forelegs.
>Your hand first comes into contact with his armor, but then slides onto his exposed underside.
>You can feel him tense up slightly, but he still remains motionless.
>Once you reach your goal, you begin switching between scratching him gently and making small, stroking motions.
>He quivers ever so slightly at what is certainly the very first time he's experienced anything like this.
>Human hands are a commodity taken for granted back on Earth, but here in Equestria, they had made you quite popular.
>For a while, you simply sit there and enjoy rubbing his chest, knowing full well that he's enjoying it as much as you.
>Then you remember your experiment.
>You had a job to do.
>For science.
 
>As steadily as you can manage, you begin to subtly move your hand closer and closer to his belly with each stroke.
>He begins to tense up once more as he realizes what you're doing.
>You wonder just how much longer both of you can continue pretending nothing is happening.
>You've had many stupid ideas and done countless experiments since you've been in Equestria, but this one seemed a little more exciting.
>You reached his belly, and your hand stroked that delicate area where the ribcage meets the stomach.
>He remained motionless.
>You once again began switching between scratching and stroking within that small area.
>You look up as his ear began twitching ever so slightly.
>You grin.
>Could this finally be it?
>You expect him to move at any moment, or voice some protest, or even just flat out kick you right in the face.
>To your surprise, none of that happens.
>Instead, you feel something begin to tickle the back of your hand.
>Even before you look back down, you know what it is.
>Your eyes widen slightly.
>Just as you thought, his member had begun engorging.
>Your experiment had begun with you wondering what it would take to get a guard to react, but now you were the subject of your own ambitions.
>Now it was a matter of who would flinch first.
>It certainly wasn't going to be you.
>His member continued engorging, and you continued stroking his belly.
>For science.
 
>It was becoming very obvious very fast that he wasn't going to react to a simple belly rub, not when even a boner wasn't affecting his resolve.
>You hadn't intended on going this far, but the cards were down.
>With a small gulp and a short scream at yourself in your head, you moved your hand over his now throbbing member.
>His ear went back slightly at your touch and remained in that position.
>His legs were becoming shaky.
>You could hear his breathing increasing in pace.
>However, his resolve betrayed his outward appearance.
>He would not be moved.
>Yet, neither wold you.
>You began working his shaft with your deft hands.
>You had done this to yourself enough times to know what does and doesn't feel good, and you figured he shouldn't be much different.
>With that in mind, you continued stroking him near the base of his shaft, moving away to rub his ebony balls every so often.
>His breathing quickened with your own stroking pace.
>You knew this had to be amazing for him.
>Hands are certainly one of your own favorite toys.
>Your goal began shifting away from your initial experiment to simply enjoying the moment.
>No longer for science.
 
>He began panting in shorter intervals, so you knew he had to be close.
>With a big shit-eating grin, you continue stroking him at a furious pace, eager to see him release his glorious payload.
>Somehow he managed not to move nearly as much as you expected, but his back arched and his head leaned back ever so slightly.
>With a small grunt, he finally allowed himself sweet release.
>You gazed in awe as projectile after projectile of hot liquid shot from his member and made small splashes on the ground below.
>Your stroking slowed as this went on, until eventually you stopped altogether and removed your hand from the now panting guard.
>You sat back and attempted to catch your own breath.
>At last, the guard turned his head and looked you in the eyes, a small grin forming on his lips.
>"Th... Thank... You..." He managed to say between breathes, "But... Why?"
>You shrug your shoulders at him and begin explaining your rather silly experiment.
"I was just curious to see what it would take to get a guard to break the no-moving rule. I guess you guys are way better trained that I thought."
>The guard laughed slightly and shook his head.
>"I'm not even a guard. I borrowed this armor from my brother to see if I could sneak a peak at one of the princesses. They don't even notice the difference."