After...some rather few long hours, of ‘stress relieving’ Jerry return from Dodge Junction, as he looked bloody as blood drip from his armor, taking breaths as Gnarl held a smile as he spoke. “Greetings, how was that trip, Master?” seeing him standing there as Jerry told.

“Fine. I’m not leaving for a good while.” then turn and began to the armory, as Gnarl cackle to himself. Knowing there was much delight to his Master wrath.

Jerry numbly let the armor be taken off, heading to his room as he rested in a chair, mind thinking over as he felt...mixed emotions. I...god that was amazing. The high I got from destroying that thing! Damn, it was just, like I could destroy things without people annoying me! I remember the time people annoy me so bad, I wanted to punch them, but never could. But now? a low laugh came from him.

I can do it next to free and do it when I feel like it! No holding back, just take charge, smash down and make them my bitches until I killed...them…. realization came as he held back a breath. I...I killed them….I killed so many. The store owner, those Caribous-- anyone trying to attack me. I-I mean I did it because they were all focus on sex and depraving mares of their own personalities! I, I couldn’t let that be! I just CAN’T let that be!

And he soon recalled there were more blanks there...and he destroyed the only thing that could make them ‘normal’ again...and more realization came as he...he burnt down the building, with them in it! He clap his hand over his mouth. I’m...I’m a killer...A damn killer…. as he shook at that thought, he killed...so many people, and for what? Because of something that sicken him? Just the need to kill everything? And soon...a bitter realization came in.

I’m….I’m the Overlord...I...I have to kill. I have to destroy… hand gripping the chair tightly as he clench his eyes. I...I have to be evil...to be the bad guy...otherwise...otherwise I am nothing more than a reckless fool who just kill when I get angry...a mass murderer… the burden of this...was heavy on him. He...he was just a college kid for God sake! This...this was heavy.

And...and I can’t leave. I could but...but the thrill of the power, the utter delight of destruction, how I enjoy crushing those Caribous-- and relieving in their suffering… taking a shaky breath...he let it out as he knew deep in himself...he was the bad guy. His very actions confirmed it.

But was he really willing to go through with this? Go out and find more to kill, to just… slaughter like before? Could he handle it? Already he felt sick at what he did, and even now the scent of blood began to tickle at his nose-- overwhelming his senses.

“You’re not going to give up yet, are you?” That playful tone made Jerry snap his eyes wide, turning and looking around the room that was once dark and gothic black become near white, silverish and inverted. His spine tingled with a unfamiliar sensation of trepidation, hearing that man form before speak, “Getting cold feet already, Jerry?” Making the newly crescent Overlord get on his feet and turn around to find that man leaning on a umbrella cane.

Taking a very deep breath with close eyes...Jerry breath out, looking at him and tried to speak in a clear tone. “Trying not to...its just, overwhelming on what I just did...and what I done without even realizing it.”

With a slight nod, the mystery man of inverted colors spoke, “Oh yes, very much. It was a very gorey show-- too bad we had to cut back on viewing hours. I think some of those watching missed it.” Then waved a hand, “But guaranteed action was never part of the deal, so I can get that to slip now and then.” Almost having a trollish grin in place.

Calming himself more, he asked. “Are you here to just troll with me, or see if I’m going to back off now?” as he look directly at him as he tried to show his bravo. “But I do want to know...who are you? You sent me here without reason or rhyme...and yet I don’t know your name.”

With a correcting toe and pointing of the caned umbrellas tip, the man told, “Oh no, I brought you for a reason. You just conveniently forgot.” Then tapped it on the stone floor to remind, “You were brought here for the entertainment of higher beings. I told you this, and it was a deal I cut out with someone. I was the strict provider of said deal.”

“As for my name…” He grinned whimsically, “Well, I could tell you… or we can cut a deal and I’ll tell you.” Then waved off and striding around Jerry slowly, “But you can use a tittle. I have plenty of those. Maybe too many.” Then flashed a grin with, “My personal favorite is the Eyes of Fate.”

Eyes of Fate… taking that name in as he look to the inverted man and asked. “So I’m suppose to be the necessary evil like you said? Be the evil for...the Caribous? What sort of evil am I supposed to be beside death and destruction?”

“Cute. It doesn't even know.” Teased the strange man to Fate. “I told you before, that’s up to you.” Then looked to his nails, slightly fixing his leather fingerless gloves saying, “I’m just here to make sure you keep alive long enough and keep things interesting. I have a few mil on this deal, and I would hate for it to suddenly fall under.”

He soon looked to Jerry with a hardly interested look, and told. “I don't really care what you do-- as long as you keep it nice and interesting. The only rule isn’t dying.” Then grinned, “Besides… Being Overlord gives you a good excuse to do whatever you want-- no questions asked. You’re a bad guy, it’s expected for things to get a little…” Glancing down and back up to grin, “Bloody.”

He took that in, as while it slightly horrified him he killed a lot of people without remorse….he clench his hands, as a emphany came to him. I’m the bad guy. I can’t be anything but a bad guy. Even if I try to resist...the Minions won’t follow me. Gnarl won’t follow me...they’ll follow the Caribous, because they’re the closest evil. fear went in his spine, as he knew...he had to be a evil that the Minions want to serve...and wear the guise of a villain to everyone...to be shun, to be hated...because that’s a villain purpose. To be everything everyone hated.

“Oh~” There was a tinge of interest, “Did you figure something out profound in that tinsy little 3rd rate perception of yours?” The man’s voice sounding teasing… but at the same time, Jerry wasn't sure if he was being mocked or not.

Taking a breath...Jerry look at him and told. “Yeah, I did,” bringing up his left hand and clench it tight as he told. “If I’m going to be the bad guy? I’m going to be the bad guy the Caribous will fear and dread, to be the very thing everyone will hate and despise as a villain in this whole wide world.”

There was a chuckling, a very mischievous and nearly dark chucking form the man that lifted up the cane in his grasp and spun it in hand while approaching. He stopped some feet away, hand behind his back and leaning forwards slightly, the umbrella's cane's tip reaching out and lightly tapping on Jerry’s forehead with each word. “Then. Don’t. Disa’. Point.” And at the last tap-- things were once more normal…. The Eye of Fate gone.

He rub his face, moving to the chair to sit down, breathing out as he thought. I can’t believe I said that… a low smile on his face. But...if I’m the bad guy...I better make sure that I’ll make people hate me, to shun me...to despise me. a hallow thought came in mind. Not the first time I was outcasted in society...should be easy...just stand around and monolog my evil plans… should be believable enough, right? a low chuckle came out of him. Eyes closing...as he just needed a break…

But he did glance at Lovely...who waited in his chambers, standing straight and professional as a maid, slightly shifting her legs and rubbing her thighs as she was horny. ...fuck it. I’m evil now. he commanded. “Lovely, get over here on my lap. I need to touch you.”

She was more than happy to, her hooves clopping loudly on the stone floor as she next to ran to him and turned on her hoof-tips to sit down on his lap. She made shuttering breaths and he felt her wiggle her plush rump into his lap-- even seeming to slightly grind on him before going still. He could hear a slight whimper of need from her, but she was trying so hard to not ask him for relief. But she sounded so horny and needy-- no, he could smell her!

Eh..not in the mood for taking her virginity after that little talk...but touching… hands moving to her body, as one hand went in between her legs, going to the panties an grinding in her wet snatch. Another hand went to her breast, squeezing it and feeling the softness of it as she moan out, wiggling in his arms as she didn’t speak, or ask him for more. She submitted to his touch, as her arousal was overpowering the room.

Didn’t help that she was slightly grinding her ass on his lap. He move the hand around her panties, to under them, fingering in her as he started to get under the clothing...and was gently nibbling her neck as he was starting to feel the need to just...overpower the mare on his lap. Remind her who she belongs to.

While it was small, there was a almost slight plea in the small whimper he heard before it turned more into a needy moan. Lovely lulled her head back, shivering all the more when he grazed his teeth over her neck in all it’s vulnerability. He felt his fingers get a tight squeeze and suction from her passage, her mare juices starting to coat more and more of his hand and sully her panties even further.

He heard a strangled sound that was soon drowned out by deep and husky panting. He could feel her soft pillow like breast pressing into his groping hand more during the height of each of her deep and warm breaths. Even if he wasn’t too interested in taking her virginity… he couldn’t deny a slight tension below. All the wiggling and slight grinding on his lap having woken somebody up-- enough so that he could start feeling her grind her asscheeks on him. Encouraging him. If he didn’t know better, she was next to begging him to take her.

He pull from the biting as he glance to the doors to side, seeing them closed assured him no one was going to get in for now. Jerry felt slowly in the mood with her grinding her plentiful rump on him, he was starting to consider if he should take her virginity just to give her a release? But I don’t think I’m fully in the mood. I mean sure some guys would probably jump at this chance, but I just got done with a heavy talk with this ‘Eyes of Fate’.

But there was another way, as he briefly recalled she’s been waiting here for...hours now. With no permission to release or to play with herself. He gained that other idea as he move his hand away from her breast, moving down to her legs as he spoke in her ear. “Take off your panties and spread your legs.” She gave a needy moan, moving her hands down to the sides of the waistbands, wiggling more on his lap and growing ‘tower’.

Lovely pull the panties off, as more juices spill out against his robes, as she nearly kick the panties off to the ground as Jerry briefly notice the panties were ruined with her juices. She grab her knees and pull her legs wide open, looking back to him as she whimpered, slightly shaking and pressing her ass against him. Hoping he would take her now as she's been waiting so patiently for him to take her.

Jerry saw the half-lid eyes, the amount of lust, the need and want in them as she wanted him now. She wanted him to take her and make her feel so good. Jerry gave a low snort of mild amusement and arousement, as he move his hands down to her revealed flower. Glancing down to see the nub revealed as a devious idea came up. He gently grab it and slowly tweak the nub with his thumb and finger.

There was a jerk and a sudden scream, and for a moment it seemed like she had came-- but after a moment he realized that it only gave her a sort of spike of pleasure. She shook on his lap, not focused on grinding as she made small sounds of utter need. He could feel her walls trembling and the little nub winking all the more. It was then he heard her shaky voice speak out with that deep want.

“M-M-Master~,” spoke Lovely, turning her head some, as she begged to him. “P-Please, p-p-please ta-ake me~. I-I-I neeeed you~.” he was a bit surprised, as he gently finger her in, looking at her as he massage the slits as he asked.

“Lovely, you didn’t came yet?” he was honestly sure she came, but she gave a shaky head shake.

“N-No Master,” body flush in hotness and trying to not pant or moan from her Master gentle touch in her wet and needy flower. “I’m c-c-close…”then beg. “Please, p-p-please. Take me~. Please, f-fill me.” reinforcing her grinding on his lap, trying to encourage him to just take her as her waist squirm with her body pressing against him to entice him to just taking her.

“Not yet,” said Jerry, hearing her whimper as her ears became pin down. He spread her lower lips, glancing down to the crotch as he was rolling his fingers around in the revealed flower. Glancing up to the clenched teeth and trembling from her body. Squirming and moaning as he told her. “I will however, let you enjoy your release.” as for a brief moment she wanted to ask what he meant by that, until it was shoved to the side as he began biting her neck with his teeth and began pumping his fingers into her tight and ready to release hole.

Her eyes shot wide and she gave a loud scream of pleasure. She slightly lost grip with her legs, almost dropping them during her moment of electrifying pleasure. She could feel those fingers only so deep though-- and she wanted him deeper in her. It only made that itch more painful in a sense, the sort of itching pain one just needed to scratch.

But Lovely could feel her high, the tightness, it steadily climbed with his treatment. While the treatment of her cilt was a tad rough-- it was also rolling with powerful electrical shocks that made her back arch back so much. She couldn’t hold herself still, slightly shaking her head around, feeling herself unable to move much with those teeth gripping her neck.

Then, he did something different. She wasn’t sure if it was intentional or not, but during his next strong thrust in with his fingers, his other hand pinched her clit, just as her hips were moving. The added pressure, she wasn't expecting and for a moment, things just went white for her. Nothing but a blank, searing white light and a moment of deafening silence filled her. But on the outside, she had gone rigged and was screaming loudly in pleasure-- next to squirting her mare cum all over the hand and even on the robs while she came hard.

Note to self, start making the Minions clean my robes. And get a new one once I’m done with Lovely. thought Jerry, as he waited on Lovely still and screaming from, letting her ride her orgasm high as he ignored the now aroused member under her ass. In hindsight, he should of ordered her to pleasure herself, make her cum with her own hands than to do it himself.

But what’s done been done, as she was coming down, panting and breathing hard from the orgasm as the mare look to the walls. Taking breaths as she turn her head and spoke with a shaky tone. “T-Thank you, Master.” expression shown of utter gratitude of allowing her pleasure and to cum on him. She felt him releasing her neck, as she turn her head more to look at him. Seeing his smile and just leaning back…

She shiver as she felt his member against her bottom, as she asked. “Does,” taking another gulp of breath. “Does Master wish for his maid to please him?” giving him a sluttery wink as she grind more on him, legs shakily going down as her lower half began to rolled around his lap, as a part of her hoped he would take her virginity, to claim her as his.

Taking a inwardly breath, and ignoring the pleasure and tingling of need as she was giving him a lap dance of sorts with her ass, he spoke. “Not right now, Lovely.” she blink in confusion, she didn’t understand why he would say no. she could feel his member under her, she could tell how tense he was, she could even tell he was very aroused from playing her. Why wouldn’t he wanted her to pleasure him?

“But Master, I feel you need me to aid you.” spoke Lovely, as she began to carefully move her hands on his knees, moving her ass more on his lap as to tempt him and let him take her. “You feel so tense, so wanting-- I can feel your mighty rod against me, Master.”

While it was true he was a little turn on, what he need wasn’t sex. It was...it was comfort in a sense. He just needed comfort, someone to hold and just be close. Lovely began with a frown, as her mind noticing that something was wrong here, soon noticed and focus on his expression. Noticing the tiredness in his eyes, the slightly blank expression that sagged, the slight slumping of his shoulders and almost slow breath that barely rose enough to show his desires or wants. It was then she felt the concern in her flare.

She stop grinding as she focused on him and asked with a soft tone of compassion. “Master, what do you want me to do?” expression filled with worry, of concern for him as she look to him as for a brief moment, Jerry felt a low and sad smile on his face. Lovely might not know why she’s worried, but that icky feeling in her...chest. It was...it felt wrong. Her Master shouldn’t be looking like this. She didn’t like that icky feeling, and she didn’t like how Master sagged like that. She has to make it better. She needs him to feel better.

She turn her body around as she settled on his lap, moving her arms around his shoulders, pulling him to her big pillow chest as she laid her head on his. Lovely might not fully understand her actions...but all she knows is that they felt right, and it...it should help. It had to help. She nearly yelp as she felt his arms wrapped around her back, pulling her tighter and closer there was a shudder in his form, as he pressed his face against her chest as she felt...something dripping against her corset cover breasts.

Lovely stay in place, as a part of her wants to do something more, but she didn’t know what. Like there’s...she should be feeling something, knowing something, that urge of want to do something, but she doesn’t know what as there was a ache in her heart. A tightness in her chest, something in her wanted to do more. She knew the hug wasn’t enough, he needed more...but what? What was she suppose to do?

She idly rub her arms on his back, a hand pressing his head closer to her soft chest, all without knowing why. She felt...so confuse. She felt something in her was missing, something that...that was needed. Something she needed, and didn’t have to give.

It sort of hurt, in a strange sense. Her Master needed her bad, and she herself felt like she couldn’t provide. Her body seemed to move on it’s own accord almost, but even then it felt… half there, not completely in place. So, in her own distress, she hugged him tighter, head bowed over his and tried to not shed her own tears.

Why did part of her suddenly feel empty so quickly? Maybe, it was there mere feeling that she wasn’t doing her task right? It was hard to say for her short amount of life. There was so much to see and hear and experience-- and right now she was coming to the end of the day's most… most confusing rollercoaster of emotions and thoughts. All she could do now is hug tightly and keep holding on.

Jerry shudder in place, feeling the comfort as her body hugged him tighter, head bowed over his, he felt..felt a bit better. As he thought in his head. I...I don’t think I could bring up the guise of a bad guy...not here in my own home, especially not with Lovely….or Shadow if she decided to stay. there was a hollow feeling as he said. That is...if she ever wants to be with me. I’m sure she won’t. Not with her seeing Lovely...I’m a freak...I’m really am a heartless guy… He took a deep breath, as he grip her as he got up.

Lovely was surprised of this, but held in her place as he more or less carried her to the bed. He move down on his left side, settling on it as he told to Lovely. “Take off what maid clothings that might get damaged...and just rest against me, I just need to hold you.”

As soon as hooves were allowed to touch the ground, Lovely did no little striptease or fanfare in just taking off her clothing. She didn’t leave anything on while removing it all. Before he could reach for the bed, she reached out a hand. With a firm grip on his shoulder, Jerry paused before feeling those slender arms snake around his front. Fingers nimbly going to work, Lovely reached for the knot and undid it before rather gently taking his robe off and discarding it.

When Jerry turned to look at her with confusion, he only soon felt her soft fur and flesh on his, the warmth of her body mingling with his own as she hugged tight. For a moment, their fronts touched and a slight electrical tingle and heat coursed through them, her and his sexes touching the others, one slicking the other up.

It went ignored though, as the touch alone just made Jerry stumble and fall back, Lovely falling ontop of him. In this position, and thier sexs touching, a sudden elevation and thought occurred to Lovely, one that crossed her mind as she layed on his broad strong chest and lifted herself up enough to look down at his eyes. Whatever hesitations she had, left, and with her hands gently gripping his shoulders, she held him close and gave a… gentle, comforting and almost seeking kiss. There was no fire, no heated passion or sexual excitement. It was a simple, and comforting kiss and embrace.

Jerry mind went blank, as this was...this was something he needed. As he return the kiss, taking in her lips against his as his hands began moving up on her body. Feeling up her soft and firm body as they rest on her back, his body feeling hers on him, as he felt her pulling back. As they both took in their breaths, looking to the other as Jerry eyes were still in need of comfort, but the tiredness was ebbing away, as he saw her eyes of wanting to ease him, to give him what he needs as he took the initiative this time.

Moving his head to give back that gentle kiss, a hand went up to the back of her head, massaging it as while he would accepted cuddling and just holding her warm body….this was actually a bit better than what he had in mind. Although they took it rather slow, just feeling their bodies against the other, Jerry hand massaging the back of her head with his fingers holding her mane.

He never noticed it before now, but the mane was, was silky, it felt soft, like...like a thin silk cloth to feel against his skin. He pull from the kiss, as he briefly smell her mane, as it smell like a sort of vanilla fragrant. His other hand was feeling up her back, as the slim form had muscles underneath, muscles that felt lax against him. Her tan coat felt smooth, like he was petting the coat of...well a cat, feeling it through his fingers as it easily went through.

His hand went down to the curve of her back, feeling it slop down until he reach to her rear. His hands move around her cutie mark, focusing on her plump form of her behind as the touch of them was soft, large, plush in a sense. Groping it as he kneel the tush as it felt like he was working on dough. He heard her low and soft cooing to his slow and gentle treatment of one hand on her asscheek.

His member, despite being firm, was feeling the wet folds over it, feeling her heat mingling over his as it was like trying to ease the member to come closer. His chest feeling her own pressing against his, giving way to the mandible softness against his firm and strong chest while her erect nipples pressing to his skin. The feeling of her licks and little nips and kisses along his shoulder and collarbone, the way her tip of her muzzle nuzzled into the crook of his neck.

Before going back to tasting his skin as the furless and salty skin taste exotic to her mouth, kissing him whenever she could like he was the most precious of things to praise her. Then he felt a beat, a thumping in his chest as he soon felt another...another thumping on his chest, her heart. The strong beats of her heart pounding over his, the hot and husky breath from her mouth coming out with each slow pants as she roam her hands over his strong and muscular body.

Smooth round nails, her nails, not harshly, but almost sensual gripping and dragging over his skin. The way her body wiggles as she slowly grinds all of herself on him, and seeking another kis. One that connects with more heat, a more electric feel. Something draws them in a...a strange feeling. A baser want. As it was one that made the body pulse, the beat of a pounding drum and slow heat with a fire through them…

The kiss deepened more, and when lips parted slightly, Jerry found himself pushing up-- and in turn he felt her submit completely under his wants. Letting him push his tongue right into her inviting mouth as they pressed tighter to the other. His strong arms wrapped around her thin and feminine smooth and soft body, holding her tight to him and in some corner of his mind, ensuring she would not get away.

He felt her return the ground, snaking her arms around his neck and pulling her body tighter-- her wet entrance next to molded around his member, her body fitted nicely to his, everything about her from just molded and fitted right onto him so perfectly. They held, they held the other in a near death grip as they played with their tongues more and more. Both could hear the pounding of their hearts in their ears as thrill went through both-- a boiling in their blood and a crushing need for air--

Both parted, gasping for air in utter need and panting as their hearts raced before looking at the other with their eyes… and right there, without the need for words, something clicked in their heads and possibly even snapped. In the others eyes, they could see a utter want and fire that just excited both to no end.

Jerry just move to her neck, gently biting and nibbling her neck. Hearing her low moans her hands exploring his chest and massaging him, sending a pleasurable feel of his muscles relaxing. He in turn, move his arms from the deathgrip of holding her close, to move down to her plump ass. Gently gripping an squeezing the large ass, moving it around as she gave slow rocking of her hips, her plentiful juices coating and slicking him up for her. Her hot flower only further stoking the fire in his loins.

He felt his hands reacted as he gently slap her asscheeks, feeling them slightly jiggle as he heard her shudder in pleasure. Grinding more on his member as he let go of her neck, as he spoke in her ear. “Lovely, it’s time.” as his hands move to her waist, as if signalling she should position herself.

Painting with a warm and hot breath, Lovely reluctantly stopped-- but still raised herself. Both gave a shiver at the cold air touching their genitals, making them shiver briefly before she reached down to take his throbbing meat. She awed at how strongly it pulsed before pulling it’s tip upwards and lowering herself so it began to poke and part her lips. She looked to him, eyes full of want. She only waited for a bit before she lowered herself.

And when she did, Jerry had to force his eyes to stay open, teeth clenched tightly as he watched her slowly take him in. She was so tight though, and for a moment, he was sure that if he wasn’t lubed up on her juices, he wouldn't be able to get in her-- but the heat, the wetness and the tightness of her virgin walls-- the way it all gripped, sucked and massaged his member as it slowly got deeper and deeper in her, the boiling in his blood and the utter throbbing of his dick was almost unbearable! No wonder men fought and wanted virgin women!

He gave a groan, as he was resisting the utter urge to push deep into her, to just fill her completely. She in turn, gave whimpers and moans, wiggling her hips to coax him further and further in-- only causing his building pleasure and arousal to climb all the higher. As he felt her stopping, he glance down and saw the problem. Only a few bits of his member was left, mostly the base, was not in her.

He glance up to Lovely, panting from exertion, shaking and looking a little uncomfortable. But also wanting, but resting, resting and taking a moment to steel herself before slowly, agonizingly going down more, getting closer to hilting. Only to stop a bit, as Jerry felt a ‘barrier’...and realized what it was. her cervix. he saw her holding still as he glance down and she was close to his base...he debated on just letting her have most and ignored the base.

He actually ignored it, as right now, he has a hot smoking girl, a virgin girl, with him in her, and all nice and ready. He move his hands to her hips, as he slowly pull her up, making more of him being taken out as a long ‘ooooooo~’ sound of a coo came from her lush lips. He managed to reach up to his tip, as he was doing his best to stay in control. But the moment he was going to pull her down, he might of push his own hips up when she was coming down.

But the tightness of her walls made it that even if he thrust up quick, it would only be slow and mind blowing for the both of them.

He felt her lean forwards, hands on his chest as Lovely supported her body onto his more. She gave a pleasurable long moan near his face, her eyes slightly less focused as she completely savored the feeling of him coming in. The way it pleasantly parted her tight walls, the way it twitched and made spots in her tingle and the exciting feeling of when he tapped deep within her.

She couldn’t take it, she looked down, searching, finding and quickly moving-- her lips finding his as she kissed him this time, teasing his lips to get his tongue to come out to play-- and when it did she moaned in content as it came out to dominate her’s again.

Her supplement rear moved back down, slightly making a wet ‘slurping’ sound and a slightly damp pitter when their waists met. She felt her heart pounding more as they push the other away-- before she felt him thrust early. It made her jerk too, pushing herself back down with eagerness and want. They held the kiss while doing this-- the slowly dwindling air making it hard to think before they had to part and breath--

Then the world turned on it’s head. Lovely wondered what happened before she felt herself slide on the soft covers of the bed. Legs held tight and by the time she figured out her new position of her back on the bed and her Master kneeling below her on the bed, holding her legs with a look of want-- it was much too late as he began to move. And did so while taking full control.

She tossed her head back and arms reached out to take grip of… anything she could, taking handfuls of blanket and clenching it tightly as he began to piston at first slowly-- before it climbed, climbed and began to make her feel hotter, her core tighter-- and all the while her voice panted, moaned, mewled and joined the symphony of wet slaps and slurps of their sexs mingling. Making for a lewd orchestra that made her heart pound and nose flare to take in their lovemaking scents that began to fill the room with both their musks.

Jerry was moving as fast as he could, eyes clenching as he held her legs, ears hearing those sounds of utter pleasure. To smell their lovemaking and the feel of having full control over her as she submit to it all. To his touch. To his male pride. It made him feel that need of comfort fulfill with their earlier slow rise of passion. It made him want to spur in making her give out more sounds of pleasure, making him feel great to make a mare feel so good.

It made him feel great of smelling their lovemaking in the air...and it made him feel powerful of having full control of her. Of her taking his pride in her hole, it made him feel like what he did with Shadow when she was still under him. Only this time more. Much more and much greater as this mare, this mare of HIS, completely his, completely wanted him. Wanted him to take her, claim her, dominate her, and wanted to stay submitted under him.

He didn’t even registered that he was fully hilted in her as he kept piston in and out of her, or the the slight tingling tells of her jittery walls. Right before they suddenly clamped, clamped so tight it felt like he was trying to fight a suction cup. One that forced him to suddenly cum in her, her walls milking him more and more as they both felt a moment of nothing, of utter bliss as he was sucked dry of seed-- then, exhaustion. He opened his eyes, breathing hard as he struggle to stay in his position.

But soon was slowly coming down over her body, laying over hers as he rested his head near hers as his arms let go of her legs and move around her body.

He could hear her fast paced breaths, her slight moans and the pounding of her heart. He could still actually feel it through his dick of all things-- and he was sure that she could feel his heartbeat from down there too. Slowly, he turned, taking her with him as the mare herself pulled a arm-- one that still griped the sheets that slowly overtook both, their legs being the only thing uncovered, but also tangled with the other.

They laid there, panting and slowly coming down. Both could feel the member slowly shrinking down, having spent it’s load and energy. Jerry felt a shivering, and a slight whimpering form Lovely before she hugged him closer, nuzzling into him and breathing in his scent before calming down. Her eyes fluttered open, and in the low lighting… the blue orbs sparkled in a way it took away his breath.

She smiled, kissed his lips chastely, then cuddled her sexy body up to his tightly and closed her eyes, head nestled up to his chest and under his chin.

His arms move around, one wrapping around her lower back, and the other around her head. Keeping her close as if making sure she could never leave his body. But yet he knew she wouldn’t, not with hers pressing so close to his. He couldn’t help...help but having a smile on his face. Knowing that even if...if everyone will hate him, despise him-- even Spree and Shadow will degrade him and insult him…

He would still have his Lovely and Loyal treasure...his precious mare of a treasure that was his and only his. NOTHING, will take his only real happiness away. Not even Gnarl. Not even if all the world will go to war with him. Because she was his.

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Elsewhere in the castle that had mostly gone silent for the night-- one room was still awake. One room that only had two beds and both with mare’s using blankets to cover their nude forms as they stared at the ceiling…. Both feeling a bit bothered.

“Shadow.” Spree spoke in a slightly tired tone. “I’m fucking horny now.” Sounding completely annoyed. The place next to echoed with the lovemaking that had gone on not even a minute ago.

Shadow ears pin as she said. “Yeah…” then shifted some, as she was reminded when...when she was under him. She recalled how he made her scream like that. It felt...good. She glance to her friend...and asked. “Cold baths?”

Thinking to that, Spree had to agree it might work… but at how quiet the castle was? She doubted the minions were even awake to tend to their wants or needs. She growled a bit at that, and shifted her body. “I don’t think anyone else is awake…”

They laid in place for a long moment, shifting under their sheets with a uncomfortable heat. Spree tossed in her bed even more restlessly than Shadow, and after a while she tossed off her sheets. The sound drew Shadow to glance, seeing a flushed look on her friend before the mare breathed out.

“Shadow.” She said slowly, “We’re friends, right?” Then shifted in embarrassment, “Look, we’re both bothered… do you want me to.. You know, help get it over with?” Looking fairly fidgety on her bed.

Sighing, she got up, then said. “Alright, but in the morning?” giving her a look. “We’re talking with him. It's time find out about him.” then move to the mare, as she gently push her back, letting Spree rest on the bed as Shadow move over her as she added. “69.” moving around to position her flower over Spree face as she moved to Spree own crotch.

There was a slightly amused sound form Spree, smelling the arousal before her as she commented, “This reminds me of the time we both went through our first heat and we got… curious.” Hand reaching around to slightly finger the wet and flushed puffy lips before her. She could see Shadow wiggle her up and body shiver. “Then our mom’s barged in right as I was cumming and caught us both in the act?” She shook her head, “Them cooing over us after that was just embarrassing….”

“Yeah...not to mention they wonder if we’re attracted to the other.” moving her head down as she slightly spread Spree legs. Seeing the mare own puffy and wet lips as she spread the slits with her thumbs. Giving licks as she felt a shuddering breath tickling at the her entrance, as Shadow felt a small shiver up her spine.

She used her tongue to her advantage as she rolled the nethers with it, slightly rolling into her entrance as she felt two hands to reach up and grope her rear. Shadow felt the kneeing flanks before a muzzle rub at her lips, breathing in her scent before giving a long lick. Shadow gave a moan, pressing down on Spree face as she push into Spree snatch, hearing Spree give a moan of her own before her tongue prods and eventually dips itself inside and swirling the inside of the thestral.

She gave a moan, as she use her own muzzle to push into the flower, piston her tongue in it as she was reminded of their first heat, and a few others while she viewed Spree a friend. She also know that Spree was Bi, as far as Shadow knew. She also knew Spree understood well that Shadow wasn’t bi or lesbian. Spree was really a close friend she trust, as this was a...thing they did for either keeping the other from going nuts during a heat...or for fun now and then. They fully trust the other when it comes to this.

There was a deep moan form Spree, and for a moment she stopped. The mare licked her lips and breathed out, “S-Shadow… y-you havn’t lost y-your touch.” Giving a mirthful laugh before reaching her hand off one flank to play at the black mare’s flower-- watching her rump wiggle more as she twirled her fingers inside.

She panted and breathed out, “I-I know you don’t mind this… b-but I think I might miss this w-when you find a good stud.” Then moved her hand away to dive back in, and admittedly savor the taste of her friend. She wasn’t going to claim to not have gained a few kinks out of all this-- and it was sometimes hard to not see her friend as a potential interest. But she did so, because they were friends.

She pull back and joke in a pant as her fingers pump into Spree flower. “J-Just think of, of teaching your mare or stud on how to make you feel good.” then giggle. “O-Or a herd.” then move back to suck on the nub gently with gentle licks with her tongue tip, she knew all too well on Spree ‘buttons’ on getting off. Especially with her flower.

“Nrg, oh~!” And Shadow was rewarded with her friends strangled moans before hearing her pant, “Ha...ha… m-maybe we should both find the s-same stud instead?” Seeming to half joke this before she began to press HER buttons. Shadow felt those hands grip, grop and move her flanks in such a way it made her spine arch with pleasure-- right before the fingers moved to her said spin and trailed their way up before pressing on a little sweat spot right between her shoulderblades during a nice, long, sucking kiss Spree gave to Shadow’s own flower.

Her wings flex high, as she gave a loud moan, pressing down on Spree as she came. Her juices coming down, feeling her lick on, collecting all the juices as she could, but making the thestral orgasim ride out much longer. Shadow felt so much pleasure as she shook...before after nearly 5 minutes, she came down and pants some. She gain her focus, looking at Spree with her smirk, but also looking as if she did good for her, if that helped.

She nodded, as she move off of the mare, and decide to make Spree experience her ‘wrath’. As she was in between Spree legs, and used her fangs to gently prod and move on the slit, while her tongue rolled around the earth mare hole. Noting her shivering and legs nearly clamping down on Shadow to keep her in place, Spree holding back, and gripping the sheets itself as Shadow tongue move to the nub, giving it long and painfully slow licks.

As she pause a bit to wait for the flower to wink before taking a breath and gently blow on the clit. Then kiss and suck on said clit with a very light and careful ‘bite’ of her teeth. Her action made the earth mare orgasim hard.

Shadow held her breath and closed her eyes, feeling a slight sputtering of cum dappen her nose while her friend roade out her orgasum. The Thestral suckled on the cilt carefully, prolonging the mare’s high as long as possible and hearing a strangled moan that Spree fought to keep down and not make too much noise.

It wasn’t nearly as long as her’s, but Shadow did hear Spree coming down from her high. While Shadow let go of the mare, she felt around reach out and gab her arm-- pulling her into the bed as Spree cuddled and told with a breathless voice, “That… that’s much better.” Then gave a peck on her friend's cheek, and told, “Thanks.”

She hugged Shadow close and told, “I don’t know about you… but I feel like sleeping like this.” Holding her friend close and saying somberly, “Sorry… I don’t mean to be selfish… Just… first time in a long time a little.. Sex wasn’t painful.” Snuggling with her long time friend.

Sighing, she move a wing around the earth mare, as she said. “Its fine Spree..” then glance up to the ceiling, as sleep did sound good. Closing her eyes as to rest from the aid of their relief...and felt a bit jealous. Jealous of the red-collar the Overlord had. Jealous that she...wasn’t there with them. She wonder how jealous she can be? She might not like Spree as a lover, but there is a distinct love there. In their little bout of sex, as she look down to Spree, the earth mare falling asleep quickly.

Cuddling with her and taking comfort of the thestral in her arms, also holding her as Spree looks...happy, even possibly safe knowing her friend is close. But she felt that she can’t be too jealous...when somepony here obviously loves her just as dearly as she did before all of this...but she recalled what she told Spree. To talk with the Overlord...if that was even his name.

While she knew Spree will do it, she might be a bit protective, or at times stubborn, she was always fair. So with that in mind, she rest, knowing there was going to be a long talk tomorrow.

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