The remaining ponies in the bar took a moment to collect themselves after Caramel’s sudden exit from the bar, the majority of them staring dumbly at the now closed door.

“Dude,” Lucky said, “what the buck did you put in that drink?”

Needless to say, the rest of the ponies quickly shifted their attention towards Asmodeus, curiosity evident on their faces.

Asmodeus shrugged.

“It was just a bit of my magic. I assume all of you at least heard of Princess Cadance’s love magic before.

Thunderlane nodded,

“Yea, doesn’t she make ponies fall in love or something like that?”

The archdemon shook his head,

“Sadly thats a common misconception ponies have about her power, and it couldn’t be farther from the truth.”

Asmodeus took a sip from the glass that Berry had brought him, the barmare herself took Caramel’s open seat.

“When Princess Cadance uses her magic on an arguing couple It does two separate things. Firstly, for a brief second, it clears their minds of all negative things impacting their love in order to show it in its truest form. And secondly, it allows one half of the couple to feel the love of the other,” a sad smile spread across his face, “it is among the strongest magic in the universe, but sadly one I have no practice in.”

“So what was it that you did?” Time Turner asked.

“My magic isn’t actually very similar to love magic at all. What it does is remove the stop signs between your secret desires and what you actually do. Obviously I wouldn’t use it on a pony who’s hidden wishes are anything but beneficial, but for Caramel, he always wanted to tell this… Minuette how he really feels about her, but there are probably a host of thing that prevent him from doing so.”

“Because hes a pu..” Thunderlane began before a swift thwack from Berry Punch cut him off. “What!? I don’t mean it in a bad way.”

Unphased, Asmodeus continued.

“So I expect that come tomorrow there will be a new couple in Ponyville.”

“Are you really that confident?” Lucky asked, obviously skeptical.

“Ask your princesses if you don’t believe me, but I haven’t been wrong about this in five hundred years,” Asmodeus replied with obvious pride in his accomplishment.

“You seem to know the Princesses pretty well,” Big Macintosh suddenly spoke up, “Is there a story behind that?”

Asmodeus smirked as he took another sip from his drink, draining the last bit of liquor from it.

“I actually met Luna and Celestia in a tavern much like this, roughly twelve hundred years ago…”

***

A much much younger Asmodeus was currently sitting at the Shambling Goat Tavern, one of the last stopping points on the road between the provinces of Germaney and Prance of Equestria. Ever since the unification of the three tribes a mere few centuries ago the fledgling nation had quickly turned into a global power. Even Discord’s disastrous reign had come to an end, the avatar of chaos ousted by some unnamed heroes. “Winged unicorns” as the rumours went.

Asmodeus shrugged and took another sip of cheap ale from his mug. The cheap beer went down roughly, it was obviously not the bartender’s best stock. But no matter, it was better than alot of ponies would give a demon.

Asmodeus turned his head to look at the crusty window and the night beyond it. He took a second to admire himself in the reflective surface. While he wasn’t much larger than a normal pony, he was definitely much more attractive. With a powerful physique and the innate beauty of his species more than a few (thousand) mares had already fallen to his charm. His flame-colored mane was currently pulled back in a ponytail, he would have to get it cut soon, it was getting a tad too long.

He was currently midway through his fourth century in existence, and had already established himself as one of the go-to incubi in the Circle of Lust. His three decades of service as Princess Platinum’s prime consort certainly contributed to that.

His ear twitched slightly when he heard the door to the inn open, the cool air rushing in to the toasty common room. Asmodeus didn’t bother to look at the newcomers until the general murmur of the other patrons fell silent. The demon turned his head, and like the other ponies in the room was stunned silent.

Because standing there, were the two most beautiful mares he had ever seen. They were both unicorns, one with a bubblegum pink mane and the other with a dark blue. Two heavy traveling cloaks were draped across them, concealing most of their bodies from the demon’s perusal, but from what he could see… wow. Now, he had had the pleasure of sharing the current Lady of Lust’s bed on more than one occasion, and her entire being was made for seduction, but these mares here just seemed… fuller.

The pink-maned one, her fur a creamy white, surveyed the room passively, obviously used to the attention she garnered. But the smaller one, her coat a navy blue, eyed the patrons with a harsh eye, daring them to say something to them. She was obviously not in the mood for any fun at the moment, but then again, Asmodeus really wasn’t the smartest incubus around.

The two of them made their way to the bar, their hoofsteps the only sound in the entire inn.

“Bartender,” the white one said, her voice calm and gentle, “me and my sister require a room for the night, as well as a warm plate of food.”

The stallion working the bar took a few seconds to respond, his brain obviously having to restart fully.

“Umm,” he said fearfully, scared of disappointing the mare in front of him, “we are out of rooms at the moment, the stallion over there just took our last one.”

He raised a hoof and pointed to Asmodeus, the latter blinking in surprise as attention was called to him. The demon took a deep breath to regain his composure as the two mares turned their gazes towards him, both of them looking over him with a critical eye. Their eyes lingered over his dual horns, and their posture immediately turned wary.

“Demon,” the blue one said, her voice almost a growl.

“A powerful one too,” the white one responded.

Asmodeus’ shoulders tensed as he sensed powerful magics being gathered by the pair, their eyes narrowing dangerously.

“I don’t want any trouble,” Asmodeus said, “but I could use another drink.”

The last comment was directed towards bartender, who made no move to refill the demon’s cup.

“You’re welcome to share my room with me if you want,” Asmodeus continued, “I would be a fool to refuse the company of two mares such as yourselves.”

His compliment appeared to go right over the blue one’s head as her horn immediately lit up. Asmodeus prepared himself for the blast but the white one’s hoof shot up and held her sister back.

“We accept your offer demon,” she turned to the bartender, “please deliver our meals to our room.”

“I have a name you know,” Asmodeus said as he stood up, finally realizing that these mares were larger than normal, “its Asmodeus.”

“Very well... Asmodeus, please lead the way.”

The demon nodded and turned around, and led the way upstairs conscious of the two mares’ wary eyes on him as he walked up the steps.

He put a little more sway in his hips for good measure.

****

“Well?” Thunderlane asked, “what happened next?”

“They made me sleep on the floor and when I tried sneaking into the bed Luna threw me out a window,” Asmodeus finished.

There was a smattering of laughter from the group as Asmodeus grinned sheepishly.

“I didn’t even know they were alicorns until I walked in them in on them while they were bathing a few days later.”

“What did Luna do?” Time Turner asked.

“Actually it was Celestia who blasted me through a wall that time.”

****

It was a few hours later now, and the group had consumed more than their fair share of liquor.

“So, I was thinking yesterday: who’s prettier? Flitter or Cloudchaser? I mean, they’re identical twins except for their manes,” Thunderlane drunkenly slurred.

“Rarity the most beautiful mare around,” Spike added, equally affected by the alcohol.

“She’s not part of the question dimwit,” Thunderlane responded.

“Derpy is the best,” Time Turner added.

“Celestia dammit,” the pegasus said dejectedly before turning to Big Mac, “help me out big guy.”

“Ima have to go with Fluttershy on this one.”

“dammit”

“You’re lucky you just have mares to talk about,” Lucky added his two cents in.

“So, Asmodeus,” Big Mac began, “you’ve been around a few years right?”

“More than a few but yes,” Asmodeus responded, his large frame protecting him from the worst of the alcohol.

“Out of all the mares you’ve ever been with, other than the princesses, which one do you think about the most?”

“How do you know I slept with the princesses?” the demon asked.

“You just told me,” Big Mac replied.

Asmodeus rolled his eyes,

“Well, don’t spread that around. Celestia and Luna prefer to keep their bedroom lives private.”

“Of course,” the stallions all nodded.

“Now, let me think,” Asmodeus said.

The stallions all waited patiently as Asmodeus dropped deep into thought. After a few minutes of thought the demon looked back up,

“Excluding the last couple days, the most fantastic night of my life was with a courtesan in Roam. Her name was Willow, and she could bend in ways I didn’t think a pony possibly could bend in the ways she did,” the demon said as his face lit up at the memory, “You should have seen Luna’s face when she walked in on us midway through.”

All the stallions broke out into drunken laughter, but just as they were about to call over Berry for another round the door to the inn was thrown open.

“Spike!” a very angry looking Rarity glowered at the dragon from the doorway, “you said you would be home two hours ago! Do you have any idea how worried I was?”

The dragon froze midway through lifting his glass to his lips.

“If you’re drunk you’re sleeping on the couch tonight!” the indigent mare added for good measure.

Spike’s eyes danced between his glass and his marefriend for a few moments before he slammed back the last sip of his drink.

“Well, I’m not drunk per say. But we did agree that you’re the most beautiful mare in Ponyville.”

Rarity scoffed,

“Don’t give me any sass Spike. Now say goodbye to your friends then we’re leaving.”

The stallions all watched Spike visibly deflate, another victim of a mare destroying a male’s pride and self confidence.

“Bye guys,” Spike said forlornly before he plodded over next to Rarity, “ready to go.”

Rarity looked towards Asmodeus,

“Twilight told me to tell you to go home as well,” she appeared deep in thought for a moment, “I won’t pretend to understand what you did earlier, but Twilight vouched for you and I do respect her opinion. So I guess I can trust you as well.”

“Thanks?” Asmodeus said, taken aback by the mare’s reaction.

“Very well, good night gentlecolts.”

And with that she lead Spike out the door, the dragon following with plodding footsteps.

Asmodeus turned back to the stallions still seated at the table,

“Well, it seems that I will be taking my leave gentlecolts,” the archdemon said as he stood up, “its been a pleasure.”

“Next time you’re in town feel free to stop by, we would love to hang with you again,” Time Turner added.

“I… appreciate the invitation, I’ll be sure to take you up on it in the future.”

The archdemon made his way towards the door, feeling only a little tipsy as he did so.

“Thank you for the drinks Berry,” he called out over his shoulder, “I’ll sing your praise throughout Tartarus.”

“If I get a few more patrons as good looking as you coming through please do,” the barmare winked back.

Asmodeus rolled his eyes as he pulled the door open, stepping outside into the night.

*****

The archdemon stood on the doorstep to the library, eyeing the door with trepidation. The door didn’t look any different than normal, but somewhere in the back of his mind a voice was screaming that something wasn’t quite right.

Asmodeus pursed his lips deep in thought, Rarity did say that Twilight was waiting for him. With a sigh of resignation the demon lifted his hoof and pushed the door open, the hinges creaking slightly as he did so.

The room beyond the doorway was lit, but other than that fact there were no indications that anypony was inside waiting for him. Asmodeus lowered his stance slightly, his hackles rising as his centuries of experience told him something wasn’t quite right.

Narrowing his eyes, Asmodeus stepped inside, his hoofsteps the only sound piercing the air. Asmodeus could feel eyes on him as he made his way to the center of the room.

“Twilight? Rainbow? Applejack?” the demon called out, “are you there?”

There was a pregnant silence throughout the room as Asmodeus waited for an answer. He heard hoofsteps just before a voice screamed out: “Get him!”

Before the demon could react a pony dropped down on his back, a familiar cyan pair of legs pulling a bag over his head. Asmodeus felt his legs being swept out from under him and he crashed to the floor with a solid thump.

“Hold him still Dash while I tie him up,” Applejack said, her voice muddled by the coil of rope in her mouth.

Asmodeus didn’t struggle as he felt his legs being bound together, this was hardly the first time a group of mares had put him in this situation. He had to give Applejack credit though, the mare sure as Tartarus knew her knots.

When he was sufficiently hogtied Rainbow got off of him, the archdemon could feel the self-satisfied smirk the pegasus was wearing.

“You got his magic all locked up Twilight?” the mare asked as she audibly stretched.

“I think so,” Asmodeus heard Twilight respond, “I never used this before, but hes not magicing himself out of the ropes so I think we got him.”

“He could just be letting this happen,” Applejack said.

The mares were silent for a few seconds before a unanimous “nah” sounded out.

“Alrighty, lets get him upstairs then,” Applejack said as Asmodeus felt the three mares step next to him.

Needless to say, it was quite the production getting massive archdemon up the stairs into Twilight’s bedroom, but never underestimate a mare on a mission. Let alone three of them.

With a soft “oomph” they tossed him onto the bed, the demon bouncing a few times as he settled down. With surprising efficiency the mares untied his legs from each other transferred the bedposts. It was only a minute or so later when Asmodeus was thoroughly tied spread eagled on the bed, his squishy bits on full display for the mare’s hungry eyes.

The bag was suddenly ripped off his head and a familiar rainbow mane filled his vision.

“Hey big guy,” Rainbow smirked, “this isn’t anything personal, we just want to have some fun.”

Asmodeus gave the mare a smirk of his own.

“Don’t worry about it Rainbow, at least there aren’t any whips involved.”

For a brief second, what seemed like genuine disappointment danced across the pegsus’ face before she shook it off.

“Yea, totally a bummer,” Rainbow replied as she placed a blindfold over Asmodeus’ eyes, tying it securely behind his head.

Apparently satisfied with her work, Asmodeus felt Rainbow step off of the bed, leaving him alone once again. He could hear the mares next to the bed, whispering dastardly plans to one another as they stared at the helpless demon. A general murmur of consent sounded from the mares, causing Asmodeus to tense slightly as he waited for the inevitable.

One of the mare’s straddled him, smothering him in hot mare flesh. It was Applejack, judging from how muscular the mare’s thighs were as they tightened around his head. The heady scent of arousal flooded the demon’s senses, evidently she had been looking forward to this. She wordlessly pressed her marehood down on the demon’s mouth, letting him know exactly what he should be doing.

Obeying her request, Asmodeus extended his broad tongue, dragging it directly across Applejack’s dripping core. The archdemon groaned as her taste exploded across his tongue, eagerly going back for more.

He could hear tiny, breathless moans escaping from Applejack’s mouth as her hips pressed insistently down. He knew how her face must look right now: Her hat would be off, and her mane undone. The golden hairs spilling across one side of her body. Her eyes would be closed, but not tightly so. Her mouth would be open, her hooves bracing herself on either side of the demon’s chest.

Asmodeus’ ruminations were halted when he felt two sets of hooves make their presence known by his crotch. He could feel Rainbow’s first, the confident mare immediately going for the crown of his cock. Twilight’s hooves split up, one going for his dangling scrotum and the other massaging his inner thighs.

Both mares went straight to work, eager hooves and mouths lathering up his hardening cock with endless enthusiasm. It was a familiar agony he felt as he strained against the ropes binding him. His entire body was screaming at him to grab one of the mares pleasuring him and fuck the ever living crap out of her. But his summoners wanted his submission, and he would give it to them for now.

So Asmodeus gave them what they wanted, his groans of need were eagerly swallowed by Applejack’s soaked marehood. His entire body tensing as Rainbow and Twilight explored his crotch with their tongues.

His cock was hard as steel by now, the massive length standing in the air like an obelisk. He felt a mouth, Twilight’s if his memory was to be believed, suckle his flared head into her mouth, surrounding it in damp warmth. Rainbow went lower, bathing his sagging balls with her tongue, reveling in his musk.

Lower and lower Twilight started to go, swallowing Asmodeus’ cock with little fanfare. Before she realized a fair portion of it was already buried in her throat, causing an obscene bulge on the sides of her neck.

“Holy crap,” Rainbow commented as she founds Twilight’s eyes suddenly much closer to her own.

Smiling around the cock in triumph, Twilight buried her face in Asmodeus’ crotch. His entire length pulsing in her mouth. In a single drawn out motion she pulled off, Asmodeus’ cock now covered in a sheen of her saliva.

“I figured out the trick,” Twilight said with no small amount of pride, “Asmodeus explained demon magic to me as little more than an application of one’s will on the world around them. The way he fits this monster inside of us without tearing us apart is as simple as him demanding it to happen.”

She drew a single lick up his entire length and a disproportionate bolt of pleasure rocketed through Asmodeus’ body. Twilight could feel the hum of demonic energy coursing through her. It was entirely different than her normal harmonious magic. She felt that she could do almost anything as she stared down at the captive demon below her.

She smiled devilishly as she threw a leg over the demon, pressing her dripping marehood onto Asmodeus’ cock. She began to grind herself up and down, coating his length with her arousal. Applejack’s throat ran turned dry as Twilight locked eyes with her. She was giving her the same predatory look that Asmodeus did whenever he was about to do something spectacular.

Twilight cupped Applejack’s cheek with one hoof and wrapped the second around the farmer’s back. She wordlessly pulled the farmer into a dominating kiss. Rainbow watched in awe as Applejack went almost completely limp as Twilight deepened the kiss, drawing out Applejack’s tongue out to play with her own.

Still smiling, Twilight broke the kiss, and almost lovingly whispered into Applejack’s ears.

“Cum”

The farmer immediately tensed up, a strangled moan erupting from her mouth as her entire body clenched in pleasure. Asmodeus tensed as his face was suddenly drowned in marecum. Spurt after spurt erupted into his mouth, where the demon eagerly swallowed in preparation for the next.

Twilight stroked Applejack’s back as the mare quivered in her grip, her smile never leaving her face. Rainbow watched with equal parts fear and fascination at her two friends, unsure of what was actually happening. Eventually, Twilight let Applejack go, the farmer collapsing limply to the side of Asmodeus.as her sexed out body tried to regain its sense of self.

Twilight grinned predatorily down at Asmodeus, lifting herself up as her hoof directed Asmodeus’ cock to the entrance of her marehood. With a sigh of relief, the massive flared head pierced her outer lips, rivulets of her marecum running down the demon’s length.

“Oh how I love this cock,” Twilight murmured as she slowly lowered herself reveling in the feeling of being filled once again. She could feel her marehood spreading wide, stretching greedily as Asmodeus’ member burrowed deeper and deeper into her.

Rainbow watched on as Twilight’s crotch softly impacted against Asmodeus’. Both of their fur was shining with sex, the excess juices already causing a sizeable stain on the bed. Twilight lifted herself up, exposing Asmodeus’ turgid member to Rainbow’s eyes.

With small gasps of pleasure Twilight began to eagerly bob herself up and down, her plot jiggling deliciously in front of Rainbow’s eyes.The mare leaned forward, her face inches from Asmodeus, as her speed picked up. Her muscles working overtime to fuck herself on Asmodeus’ rod.

Wet slapping sounds sounded through the room as the coupling continued. Rainbow made her way over to Applejack, curious as to how the farmer was faring.

“Whoa nelly,” Applejack said breathlessly, still quivering as aftershocks rocketed through her body.

“What the hay did Twilight do to you?” Rainbow asked.

Applejack rolled onto her back, pulling Rainbow on top of her as she wrapped her legs around the pegasus.

“I don’t rightly know sugarcube, but I could use a kiss,” Applejack replied with a smirk.

Rainbow rolled her eyes as the farmer pulled her into a heated kiss, the duos hooves eagerly exploring the other. Rainbow shifted, straddling one of Applejack’s legs to bring their sopping marehoods together. They both let out needful moans into the other’s mouth as they began grinding against each other.

Meanwhile Twilight was riding Asmodeus with impressive fervor. Wet slaps sounding from their impacting groins every second.

“How do you like my pussy?” Twilight whispered into Asmodeus’ ears, punctuating her sentence with a particularly hard slap, “I think I’m enjoying this more than normal. Maybe I should tie you up more often?”

Twilight giggled to herself, reveling in this new feeling of power over the demon.

“How would you feel if I just kept you tied up? Showed you who was really in control?” Twilight continued, gradually growing more and more confident.

However, it took a while to notice the fact that there was now a massive cream colored hoof was cupping her cheek. She looked up to see the blindfold that was covering Asmodeus’ eyes was nowhere to be found. His brown eyes were staring dangerously into hers.

“Twilight, Twilight, Twilight,” Asmodeus cooed, “how much control do you really think you have over me?”

Twilight stared at the demon like a fish out of water, her mouth agape with no sound coming from it. Asmodeus gave her a serene smile as he wordlessly flipped her over without any real effort. Before she could react, Twilight found herself below Asmodeus with her plot firmly pressed up into his groin. One of his hooves reached up and gently pressed her head down onto the mattress. And without another word spoken, he began to move.

Throwing all pretense of gentleness to the wind, Asmodeus immediately began to put his entire body weight into every thrust. The sheer impact of him hilting in Twilight causing the mare to gasp. Her entire mind was suddenly drowned in ecstasy, every stroke seemed to make her nerves explode.

A continuous moan sounded from Twilight’s open mouth, her tongue hanging freely out of her mouth as she was rocked back and forth. Her hooves scrambled on the bed covers, desperate for some type of grip as Asmodeus shifted the angle of his thrusts.

Thwack!

Thwack!

Thwack!

Each impact of Asmodeus’ crotch against Twilight’s sent the mare’s moans crescendoing to the heavens. This was the pleasure that demons were famous for, this mind shattering addictive sea of ecstasy that most mares could only dream of.

“What the buck!?” Rainbow and Applejack said simultaneously as two Asmodeus clones suddenly pulled them them off each other. However, they hardly struggled as they were muscled onto either side of Twilight, both of them in the same pose as Twilight.

Synchronized yelps sounded from both of them as their respective clone thrust into them, hilting their massive members on the first thrust. The two clones immediately matched the pace Twilight was being fucked at. The mare’s were sent hurdling from orgasm to orgasm until they turned into a continuous peak of pleasure, their marecum leaking out of them in an endless stream.

With matching groans, the clones hilted themselves in the mares, wrapping their forelegs around them and holding them tight to them as their bodies clenched. The three mares let out matching squeals as the Asmodeuses grabbed a mouthful of their manes and pulled back.

Simultaneously, cum erupted from their cocks. Painting the mare’s inner walls as they pumped the mare’s hungry wombs full of demonic spunk. The sheer volume of cum, while expected by now, was still awe inspiring. The sheer size of the cock buried in the mare’s snatches prevented any of it from leaking out, causing a noticeable bulge to appear on the mare’s abdomen. All three mares stared at their distended stomachs in awe, disbelief evident on their faces.

Eventually, the clones pulled out, a river of cum following them out. Without the clones support the mares collapsed limply on the bed, the puddle of sex under them not even registering.

They heard Asmodeus chuckle behind them.

“I didn’t mind being tied down, Luna and Celestia could attest to that personally. But Twilight here stepped on my pride, which was never a good decision to make.”

The mares felt themselves being flipped over onto their backs, and a clone laid their weight down on top of them, freshly hard members pressed in between them.

“Time to show you that I’m always in control.”

Author's Notes:

So I'm glad I finally got this chapter out, I hope you all enjoy it. But sorry if the quality was lower than normal, writer's block is a pain in the ass.

I'll be away from an internet connection, other than my phone, for four days. So I'll try to get some of the next chapter written offline and upload it to google docs when I can. The next chapter is the Caramel/Minuette interlude. As always, comments, critiques, and questions are welcome.

Thats it for now,
Gold4tune out /)