Title:           Getting to Know All About You: Part 13
Author:          TheOriginalAuteur
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First Edit:      Sunday 15th of June 2014 03:57:56 AM CDT
Last Edit:       Sunday 15th of June 2014 03:57:56 AM CDT

>>LAST TIME
>YOU MET PONIES!
>CADENCE HUMILIATED!
>YOU MET MORE PONIES, AND WE REUNITED WITH SLUTBRA!
>AWKWARD WITH FRAMEWORK.
>Serious, long winded, boring shit regarding being a King and all that happened.
>You may be responsible for many lives.
>As well as a few deaths.
>THE STRESSES OF THE CROWN GROW WEARY UPON ANON'S TROUBLED BROW
>AFTER A SINGLE DAY
>GOD DAMMIT ANON GET YOUR SHIT TOGETHER
>CABINET MEETING IS OVER.
>AND NOW
 
>You rub your forehead with you hand, feeling sick and tired.
>Tired and sick.
>And a little hungry.
>But mostly hungry.
>No time for that - your Arbiter of Civil Services approacheth!
>Slutbra trots over to you, and leaps into your lap.
>"Hey Master," she chirps happily, snuggling into you.
>You gently run your fingers through the glorious, divine glowing strands of THAT MANE.
>OH GOD you swear you can cum just from that MANE.
"Hey Slutbra," you reply, hugging her and squeezing.
>She sighs, FEELing happiness at you.
>You FEEL happiness back.
>You bask in the warm glowy glow of your happiness loop.
>You gently pet her, listening to her soul sing.
>Her song has an edge of sadness to it.
>And it grows as you hold her.
'Um...Slutbra..." you begin
>You pick your grey cum-recepticle up and look her in the eye.
"Are you okay?" you ask.
>Slutbra's song settles on thinking.
>Tears form in the corners of her watery eyes.
>She hikes her breath
>Her song is melancholic and sad and shamed.
>"No," she replies, softly.
>You hug the stuffing out of her again.
>"I'm just..." you feel her shame, her humiliation, "I wanted to do something you'd respect me for, and help you, and, and..."
>She looks up at you.
>Dose eyes.
>Her sadness is overwhelming
>You chest feels tight.
>Your eyes water from the sensations coming from this lovable slut.
>"All I did was get you, Shining and Cadence into trouble, and I'm really, really sorry and I, I, liked it," she chokes out, "And it hurt, and I wanted to hate it but I liked it and now you're crying and-"
>Your pony is suffering, waht do?
>ACTIVATE THE POWER OF HEART!
>You mean diplomacy r-
>NO, HEART.
>You give her a quick peck on the nose.
"Shut up you silly pone," you say, smiling.
>She blinks at you, stunned
"It wasn't your fault," you say, firmly, "It was Trixie's. This didn't happen because you were trying to help me, this happened because she couldn't let go."
>She looks down.
>'But it's still my fault," she mutters.
"Not really," you say, "That was Sombra's fault, as far as I'm concerned. Not my little Slutbra,"
>She's still looking down.
>"But I'm still Sombra," you hear her utter on the very edge of hearing.
>This shit will not fly.
>You raise her chin up, and look into those tearful eyes.
"Not to me you aren't," you reply, "Heck, you tried to swindle and kill me a couple of days ago."
>Jimmeny crickets how long ago WAS that, anyway?
>She frowns
"But I can tell you, that you are completely different. You've changed since then, at least to me. And you haven't gone on a killing, murdering, conquering spree."
>She smiles tearfully.
>"Silly Anon, that could have just been the peace spell."
"True, but I'm willing to put my faith in you, Slutbra."
>You wipe her tears away
"And you liked it because Twilight made you like it. It was only a physical thing. We both know you like it a little rough."
>"But it, it, it wasn't with you," she sobs.
>Your poor, little, not-so-innocent, loyal mare.
>She tries to look away but you hold her.
>No time for pity, only dreams.
"You're safe now," you soothe, "You're here in Crystal Empire, with me, and Cadence and Shining, and Raven, and Fiery, and we will protect you."
>She sniffles.
"And we'll get our revenge on Trixie, and Luna, and Celestia, and all the other bastards who hurt us, eventually,"
>She blinks at you.
"And we're going to get only the hottest colts to massage and pummel your body,"
>She looks at you, blankly.
"And we'll get only the  most skilled lesbian mares to lick at your tender pussy,"
>The edges of her mouth are twitching.
"And we're going to get best finest stallion cocks in all the Empire for you to gobble on,"
>She shakes her head, trying not to smile.
"And I'm going to hug the shit out of you, and stroke your mane, and called you 'best pony' every day of the-"
>"Stop," she says, openly smirking, "Just, just stop Master."
>You sit there, smiling at her.
"Better?", you ask
>Her song is lighter, still with that edge of hurt and shame and sadness.
>But there's also hope, and safety, and happiness edging in as well.
>"I probably won't be, not for a while, Master," she sighs, pushing herself into your chest, "But I'll get there."
>VICTORY HAS BEEN ACHIEVED!
>She turns her head away from you.
>"And besides, I think someone else needs your help right now,"
>You hear a small whimper.
>You look past your happier cockslut, and see a not so happy pink pony.
>She's sitting under the table, looking rather upset, and panting hard.
>And now the stirrings come back.
>Except now they're actually there.
>Whelp, no point in putting this off for any longer.
>Slutbra leaps off you, and regards Cadence curiously.
>Cadence looks at you, her NEED for her Master's cock overwhelming.
>You look back at her, a little sad.
>the situation is really shitty.
>But you can't put this off.
>Heck, how long has she been under the table like that for?
>It must be torture to be denied like that.
>...
>And now the stirrings are getting WAY too strong.
>You blink as she quickly trots out from under the table, and moves past your chair, leaving the smell of honey after her.
>You get out of your chair as she passes, nearly slipping on her excretions.
>She bends her front hooves and raises her rear high.
>She sways her hips.
>You can FEEL how achingly empty it is.
>How it CRAVES you.
>Oh god you need to fuck this mare.
>As you approach, Slutbra quickly trots between you two.
>"Um, Master," she says, "Can I...help out here?"
"Help?" you ask, quizically.
>how could this cockblocker help!?
>She touches her horn to your pants.
>And your clothes promptly dissappear.
>She gently nuzzles your junk.
>She takes your mostly-flaccid self into her mouth, and softly suckles it.
>Okay, you were wrong to doubt your trusty cockslut.
>You FEEL her want to grab onto something comforting and famliar.
>And you FEEL how comforting it is to suck your Master's cock, to know that you're safe, that you're in your place.
>That and you love this cock.
>And Master.
>But mostly this cock.
>Already you feel soothed, happier from doing this.
>Fucking Twilight, you both think.
>You gently stroke her mane, reflecting on the trauma she's experienced recently.
"You don't have to do this," you say, hardening inside her warm mouth.
>She takes it out and nuzzles your belly
>"I'm still a cockslut," she says, "And, I need you just as much as she does,"
>You pet her, lovingly.
>She coos happily, before moving behind you and prodding you towards Cadence's hungry form.
>She's shaking right now.
>You can feel the warmth of Cadence's pussy on your cock.
>You can hear her huskily gasping, waiting for that dick.
>You gently grab her flanks, and slowly ease into her.
>The sound that follows is loud, low and long.
>You feel it in your bones, as well as FEEL it in your chest.
>Cadence's pussy clamps down and milks you roughly, squelching lewdly.
>She's boiling hot.
>It feels like your cock is melting in her.
>And getting sucked into her hungry womb.
>She gently pushes against you.
>"Please, An-" she begins to say, before she cringes.
>Her horn briefly lights up.
>Something passes from the crystal into her, then back out again.
>She groans, then holds perfectly still.
>"Please Master," she FEELs desperately, "please pound my worthless slave pussy!"
>This...doesn't sit right with you.
>The Whole is pulling some shit, you know it.
>"Please," she begs into your heart, "I'm sorry Master but please, you need to FILL my, my, my SLAVE CUNT with your CUM!"
>You can FEEL her practically hyperventilating from you not moving inside her.
>All thought of the Whole is banished as you comply, moving back out, then back in, groaning as your dick is delightfully pleasured.
>And then you feel a rather strange sensation.
>A warm, wet sensation traveling from the back of your balls and up between your butt cheeks.
>You suddenly FEEL Slutbra go from unhappy to 'Oh my god I have achieved Cockslut Nirvana'.
>You freeze, startled.
>Slutbra laps to again, getting that same FEEL again, that feel of submission, happiness and comfort.
"Slutbra," you begin to say, but you don't really want to interrupt.
>Partially because the sensation isn't unpleasant.
>Partially because you can FEEL Slutbra is getting happier with each lick.
>And partially because you're turned on by it.
>You reach behind you and give her divine hair a little stroke.
>She responds by licking you hard enough to push you forward.
>You take the hint and begin to fuck Cadence, beginning to pick up the pace.
>Somehow Slutbra manages to keep up with your rear, worshipping your cleft.
>You have no idea how long you'll last under this sort of physical assault.
>Heck, you're amazed you haven't cum already yet.
>Your chest blossums as Cadence conveys her FEELs of her Master inside her, his wonderous cock reclaiming it's rightful place.
>Soon she starts to beg and plead with you less with words and more with sensations and emotions, with her desperation, with her lust and desire, as you reduce her to a quivering pleasured mess.
>It infects you, and drives you forward.
>You pump in and out of your submissive whorse, feeling delight as she begs into your heart to rut her into her place.
>She begs for you to yank her hair.
>One hand digs into her flank, your other hand grabs her mane.
>Her mind floods with ecstatic relief as you promptly and thoroughly fuck your slavemare.
>She moans and groans, calling your name mixed with Master.
>Meanwhile Slutbra has gone from loving your rear, to licking your balls when they swing back.
>You could cut diamonds with your dick right now.
>Slutbra peels off, lapping your calves and feet.
>You groan as you take advantage of her head moving away from your rolling hips, and pound into Cadence at high speed.
>She screams both in realspace and into your heart, to do with her as you please, to cum as much as you want, to fuck her as much as you want, that she's your little slave pony.
>You rut her hard, your cock raw and throbbing, your balls tingling.
>You tense up, your balls retract into you.
>It feels like something is knocking deep inside you, timed to your heartbeat.
>Your fingers sink into her flesh and pull a few strands of hair out as you hilt yourself in her.
>She braces obediently.
>You pump rope after rope of your cum into that hungry hole.
>She tenses up, her pussy milking your tool needily, suckling up that divine jizz.
>She moans in pleasure, her orgasm joining yours across her heart connection, and elevating you to new levels of release.
>Slutbra rises her nose and laps at your balls.
>Oh god, this is ecstacy.
>White is edging on the sides of your vision as you finally finish inside Cadence, and promptly lean heavily on her in exhaustion.
>She braces against you, still in the clouds of her own orgasm.
>You're both panting hard.
>Slutbra's tongue dissappears, and shortly you here something grinding on the floor from the table to behind you.
>She puts a hoof to your chest, then pushes you back.
>You fall back onto the seat, your dick escaping Cadence's confines with a lewd schlick, head lolling.
>Oh god that was amazing.
>Cadence rises to all fours, and unsteadily turns around.
>Her dazed eyes lock onto your package.
>She trots forward on unsteady legs, sits between your legs and puts your softening member in her mouth.
>Her tongue thoroughly but gently cleans you, sending little shocks of over-sensative pleasure into you.
>And you FEEL from her that she's relieved, content, and comfortable.
>Happy to be bred by her master.
>Your hand reaches out, and you gently pet her, your mind somewhat numb.
>Slutbra suddenly appears beside Cadence, and begins to help out.
>Now you have two mares cleaning your tool.
>Eagerly.
>...yeah, this is beginning to hurt your over-sensative dick.
>Your other hand reaches out and grabs Slutbra by the horn, and you guide her away from your cock.
>She frowns when you do so, but then sighs happily as you pet her, giving that head long, luxurious strokes.
>She snuggles into your thigh.
>Cadence takes your cock out of her mouth, her lips firmly around your prick, leaving you clean and only slightly moist.
>She rests her head on your other thigh, sighing contentedly.
>Your hand on her continues to pet her.
>You bask in the moment, hazy with pleasure.
>You breath in, and out.
>And now the haze s gone and you feel uneasy.
>You look down at Cadence, and she looks up at you.
>You frown slightly.
>Cadence has a rather confused play of emotions on her face.
>She settles on soft.
>"I would have preferred to experience this with you under better circumstances," she says.
"I'd prefer you'd never-"
>"No, Anonymous," she says, stern, "Don't ever be ashamed of who you are. Even if you are a lovable, reckless, foolish naive idiot who get's off on dominating ponies."
"Sounds like I have plenty to be ashamed of," you reply, patting her head roughly.
>Cadence blinks with each light impact.
>"No, you don't," she replies, slightly cross, "You just like some things, just like how Slutbra likes some things. And honestly, you haven't hurt me, and," she pauses, and smiles gently, "I enjoyed it."
>She gets up and crawls up your chest and looks you in the eye.
>"So until we can figure out a way out of this, and until the all-powerful omniscient crystal decides otherwise, we should just enjoy things as they are, Master,"
>She's so strong.
>Even in these trying circumstances she just powers along.
>You probably would've done something ungodly stupid by now.
>So let's change that, Anon.
>Be strong for her.
>You lean in and kiss her.
>You FEEL the LOVE between you.
>Then quickly recoil as you taste yourself on her.
"Ew," you say.
>Cadence blinks at you.
>"What you can happily drink other ponies cum but not your own?" she asks
"Pony cum tastes nice. Mine just tastes awful," you say, screwing up your face and desperately wanting to clean out your mouth.
>"Your cum does taste nice," Cadence frowns at you.
>Slutbra appears with the glass of organe juice balanced on her head.
>Then your eyes widen.
>You said that out loud, Anon.
>But, I, no, no I-
>You look at it, then at her.
>"Oh come on Master," Slutbra teases, seeing your expression, "You know you love it."
>You narrow your eyes at the offending glass.
>And the delicious liquid inside it.
>But it came from a stallion's cock.
>And nutritious.
>But it came from a stallion's cock.
>And it has just the right creamy texture.
>But it came from a stallion's cock.
>Slutbra wiggles her eyebrows at you.
>"Only the most virile, tastiest stallions Anon," she taunts at you, "fresh from their achingly full balls,"
>You gulp.
>That shouldn't have the effect it's having on you.
>Or maybe it's just Slutbra and that cocky grin of hers.
>Cadence's face suddenly presses up against yours, cheek to cheek.
>"You don't want to dissappoint those stallions, Anon," she whispers, "They might get upset if their deliciously thick cum went to waste,"
>Oh god no.
>It. Came. From. A. Stallion's. Cock.
>Multiple Stallions maybe.
>Anon, how can you not grasp this!?
>"And think of that TASTE," tempts Slutbra
>"The FLAVOURS," says Cadence, magicking the glass towards you.
>You're sweating bullets.
>Slutbra licks the side of the glass.
>She closes her eyes and 'hmmmm's as if she can taste that amazing juice-shake through the crystal.
>"How's it taste, Slutbra,?" asks Cadence
>"Heavenly," she utters, blissful.
>You're shaking slightly now.
>Cadence bobs the glass up and down in front of your face.
>"Give in to the gay," she whispers.
>Slutbra appears on your other cheek.
>"Do it, you pussy," she whispers.
>You can't take the temptation anymore.
>But, it came from a-
>DISREGARD THE CONSTABULARY.
>You reach out and drink down the juice, that ambrosia, that OH GOD WHY DOES THIS TASTE SO FUCKING GOOD.
>You place the empy glass on Slutbra's head.
>It promptly falls off, and lands on the ground.
>Instead of shattering, it sort of falls into it, melts, and disappears.
>You watch it go, frowning.
>Cadence giggles.
>You turn and do the eye thing at her bedraggled form.
>She stops giggling, and smiles at you.
>"Only you would get upset that you DIDN'T break the glass," she smirks.
>You pout.
>"Now, if my Master will allow me..." she turns to the table.
>You can FEEL her mouth watering.
>You hug her.
"Go for it."
>Like a lightning bolt she's out of your hands and attacking the table with a ferocity you cannot believe.
>It's like she's a swarm of piranha in pony form.
>It's frightening and amazing all at once.
"Quick, Slutbra, save some of the food before she gets it all!" you command.
>Both you and Slutbra leap onto the table as Cadence begins to demolish it.