The Everfree Forest, a lush almost jungle like landscape that stretched between Ponyville and the Castle of the Two Sister. A dense forest filled with many horrifying and nightmarish creatures. It is a place nopony sane or mad would ever venture in. Not only does an intelligent being live there, but she makes her home of a large tree. Zecora, a zebra, as well as a masterful apothecary, makes her living within the Everfree. There she gathers herbs and ingredients, grinds and mixes them into medicines and potions, and finally sells some of what she makes to any who comes to visit and pays. Kind and exotic, she is one that many call a friend, but behind her helpful persona, the zebra holds a dark, wicked secret.

“Hurry up slut!” Zecora growled, smacking Velvet’s ass harder as she fucked the broken mare’s gushing cunt. Twilight Velvet, who had only came because of a chance to earn money, was paid well, but after one fuck session with the zebra had become utterly addicted. “Tighten your pussy some more! I will not bust my load in some loose whore!”

Velvet moaned, reveling in the humiliation and harsh words. After her first visit, the mare took her pay and left, the full load of Zecora’s cum swirling in her then impregnated belly. But she could not resist the pull to return for more abuse and humiliation. Velvet had become a slave to that zebra cock and she knew it was only a matter of time before she would give birth to a zebra foal. Using that as a reason, or rather excuse, she returned to Zecora. Only to fall for the zebra’s cock and strong musk. It had now been a few long weeks. Twilight Velvet’s belly had grown only a little in size, just enough for her husband to learn of her pregnancy. But Zecora fixed that, assisting the mare into convincing her husband that the foal was his; he was easily fooled. Though the zebra could care less about Velvet’s marriage and home life, but she only helped to keep her sex slave even more devoted to her.

“I said tighten up slut!” Zecora shouted, smacking Velvet’s sore, red ass so hard the mare screamed in a mix of pain and pleasure. Reaching down, she pulled at her mare’s mane, tugging it hard as she leaned forward to whisper in her ear. “Is this how you treat the one who sends your family money every week, or keeps your fool husband in the dark on whose foal you’re carrying?” Velvet’s ear twitched as she listened. “Or should that end?”

“No, please no!” Velvet moaned, turning her head towards Zecora. “Please forgive me, I’ll do better. Please don’t tell them!”

“Who said you could talk back to be?!” Zecora shouted, smacking Velvet’s ass again, but this time groping the sensitive ass flesh. “I only want my slave to scream for more cock, and tighten her cunt when I tell her too!”

Velvet could almost cry, but this fear merged with pleasure. It created a carnality that she was all but used to. She loved it. To be threatened, blackmailed, insulted, and borderline raped by Zecora’s massive zebra cock. She loved it all. This feeling was now more than enough for her inner walls to clamp down on the thick cock fucking her. Not as tight as she was ordered to, but it was definitely something. Zecora, however, was only a little amused. She demanded more, but it seemed that words were not enough this time. She instead continued to roughly grip and smack Velvet’s ass until her pussy eventually relented and tightened to a near crushing vice.

“That’s better.” Zecora smirked, shoving her cock in and out of Velvet’s body with no concern for the mare’s feelings. “Now hurry up and squeal! Cry out like a whore who loves being raped by my massive cock!”

Velvet leaned her head back, feeling the hard tug on her mane as she felt Zecora’s dick pound past her cervix and was almost close enough to rub up against her unborn foal. The mare’s fear of such a rough fucking only seemed to make her gush more slick juices that made the cock slide deeper. Zecora didn’t care. Velvet was hers and what she thought meant nothing. Moving her hand away from the mane, Zecora grabbed at Velvet’s hip. The MILF mare knew she couldn’t resist her zebra mistress. Crying out as she orgasmed all over the dick inside her, Velvet all but begged Zecora to fill her with her thick cum.

“Squeal you whore!” Zecora grunted, gritting her teeth as felt her cum heavy balls tensed up, releasing her load in a sudden thick burst. “Take my load and praise it!”

Velvet let out an animalistic noise. A mix of moans, begs, squeals, and gasps echoed from her open, tongue dangling mouth as she felt the bubbling hot cum fill her body. Her pregnant belly expanding a little more, sending ripples of stretching pain and electric pleasure through the mare’s body. If she wasn’t already carrying Zecora’s foal, she would definitely be pregnant now. After the last twitch and pump of thick spunk ropes. Velvet’s body lost all strength as she went limp on the bed, letting Zecora’s half erect cock slip out of her now loose and gaping pussy, watching as it winked a little and some of her cum spilled out.

“Who said you could spill my seed?!” Zecora shouted, smacking Velvet’s ass, which caused her pussy to gush out a little more cum. The mare could only gurgle a response, Zecora knew she was too fucked to even think. “Guess there’s no point to that.” She sighed, looking to her slut. The zebra had used her mare as much as possible, but over time she had begun to grow a little too familiar. It was too easy and not as satisfying to break her cunt and shape it to her cock. “Tell me slut.” Zecora leaned and whispered into Velvet’s ear. “Your cunt is getting too used to my dick; for now I want another whore to fuck. Any suggestions?”

Within Ponyville, there was a special bakery for anypony who wanted a sweet snack to eat; Sugarcube Corner, run by the Cakes and their live-in assistant Pinkie Pie. Walking through town, Twilight Velvet swayed her way to the bakery. Her erotic, pregnant body caught the eye of more than a few stallions who drooled over any hope to fuck her broken and tamed body. She would never give them the chance; she belonged to Zecora, and if she didn’t come through on her suggestion, she would be punished. Her hopes lightened up when she finally reached her destination.

Opening the door, a small bell chimed, alerting the Cakes about the customer. But it seemed Mr. Cake was out with the Twins. Even Pinkie wasn’t around, as only Mrs. Cake came bouncing out of the back kitchen. Her body was a little more rounded than hers, but Velvet could see what sex appeal the mare had. Her breasts were large, arguably even a G cup in size and looked still as perky as she was before having foals. Her flank was also quite wide, making Velvet think about how much cock the mare could take. Swallowing hard, Velvet approached her fellow MILF mare.

“Oh Velvet? How are you?” Mrs. Cake asked, smiling to her friend. Leaning over the counter, her large breasts pressed gently on the smooth surface. “I haven’t seen you since Twilight’s birthday.”

“Oh yeah, that was fun.” Velvet smiled, her mind reminiscing the party. That was before she became a slave to Zecora’s cock, so she only talked to some mares but was still under the dry spell with her husband. “But anyway, I’m thinking about ordering something light for lunch. I’m on a bit of a break.”

“A break?” Mrs. Cake asked, reaching down to a small menu. “You had to get a second job?”

“Something like that.” Velvet replied, her pussy getting wet as she thought back to her “job” as Zecora’s cum dump. “It’s challenging work, but it’s a good job.”

“Well, I’m happy you got a more steady income.” Mrs. Cake smiled, then her eyes wandered down to Velvet’s slightly swollen belly; a mix of her own pregnancy, but mostly the remaining cum from her earlier fuck session with Zecora. “And it seems you have another bun in the oven.”

“You could say that.” Velvet nodded, rubbing her belly. “I’m finally out of that dry spell, in a manner of speaking.”

“I’m so jealous.” Mrs. Cake giggled, rubbing her own belly. “Ever since the twins, my darling Carrot hasn’t been the same. He’s so focused on work and raising the foals, it’s like he forgot I have needs too.”

“At least he’s working hard to help you stay secure.” Velvet replied, patting her friend on the shoulder. “But I understand what you mean. It was revalating when I finally had that pleasure I was missing in my life.”

“I’m...I’m glad to hear.” Mrs. Cake replied, curious what she meant. From how Velvet was speaking, it sounded like she was having an affair. But she would never do something like that, would she? “Anyway, have you decided on what you’d like?”

“Actually, I’m not seeing what I had in mind.” Velvet replied, giggling a little as she rubbed her belly. “My pregnancy crazes are super picky. So I need something with really strong spices.”

“Well, I don’t think I carry anything too strong.” Mrs. Cake nodded, apologizing. “Sorry.”

“It’s no problem.” Velvet replied, her eyes then suddenly sparking with what appeared to be an idea. “Actually, have you tried asking Zecora? She’d know about exotic spices.”

“Hmm, well I can ask her.” Mrs. Cake replied, rubbing her chin. “Thank you for the suggestion.”

Arriving to Sugarcube Corners, Zecora smirked a little, eager and almost giddy with anticipation over breaking Mrs. Cake. Tucked in a small satchel bag at her hip was the various herbs, spices, and ingredients. Admittingly, she was rather annoyed that her sex slave would ask to have those materials delivered. A request that was met with now Velvet being left at Zecora’s hut, her body twitching and gushing out cum from all of her gaping loose holes. Zecora wasn’t actually as annoyed as she appeared to be, she just wanted another excuse to abuse her whore before traveling to town. Opening the door to the bakery, the zebra’s eyes met directly with Mrs. Cake’s.

“Ah Zecora! Welcome!” Mrs. Cake greeted, bowing her head respectfully, not realizing she was giving Zecora an eyeful of her lovely cleavage. “Velvet said you had some spices for me.”

“That I do.” Zecora replied, pulling a much smaller bag from her sattle. “But first, I would like to share with you and your husband my special brew.” Opening the bag filled the room with a faint, yet wondrous scent that made Mrs. Cake shiver a little.

“That smells amazing.” Mrs. Cake exclaimed, marveling at the scent of the herb. “We should have this right away!”

“Let us wait until your husband returns home.” Zecora chuckled, playing the role of the caring friend. “We would not want him to drink alone.”

Thankfully for Zecora, the wait was not long. Within less than an hour of her arriving, Carrot Cake returned home with the twins. Upon entering, he caught a strong whiff of a sweet aroma hanging in the air. It was almost like a strong series of fruits, but much stronger. It was strange, yet alluring. Following the scent, he wandered into the back kitchen where he saw his wife and Zecora brewing what looked to be a pot of tea. Before they realized he was there, Carrot got a good view of Zecora’s ass. Like most of the stallions in Ponyville, he had a guilty desire to want to have one night with the erotic zebra mare. But he was well reserved, even among his fellow stallions. Still, something about this smell seemed to start to melt away his restraints.

“Oh dear!” Mrs. Cake turned, seeing her husband, though was unaware he had been staring at Zecora. “Welcome home, you’re just in time. Zecora made this amazing tea. You have got to try it.”

“Sure, it smells heavenly.” Carrot replied, smiling warmly. “But let me first put the twins to bed, they tuckered themselves out.”

After putting the twins in their room, Carrot returned just in time to have a warm cup waiting for him. Smelling the contents, it seemed to only bring a euphoric sensation throughout his body. Once brought to his lips, the warm liquid seemed to kiss at him, making his mouth water with the strong, fruity taste. It was by far the best tea he had ever had, and he wasn’t much of a tea stallion to begin with. But there was something else, something strong about this tea. It removed his fatigue from his time with the twins, but he felt he was becoming increasingly sleepy. Maybe it was just him, neither Mrs. Cake nor Zecora seemed tired. In fact, they were just giggling as they talked amongst themselves.

“I think that walk took more out of me than I thought.” Carrot commented with a low yawn. “I think I’m gonna lay down for a bit.”

“Okay dear. Can you please turn the closed sign? Zecora and I will be baking in the meantime, we have a special order after all.” Mrs. Cake replied, smiling lovingly towards her husband. After Carrot left the room, the two mares looked to each other. “Time to bake.”

Zecora and Mrs. Cake spent up to the next hour working on the basics of the recipe. Focusing on making sure the batter was well defined and mixed well, while Zecora handled preparing the more exotic ingredients. Within another half hour, the two had finished the basics and were ready for the baking. Carefully, Mrs. Cake set the batter in a metal pan and slid it in the oven. Due to the sensitivity of the ingredients, she had to bake low; which meant this would take hours to finish.

“Ahh, looks like it worked out.” Mrs. Cake smiled, wiping from sweat from her brow. “Thank you again Zecora, I could never had done this without your expertise.”

“Not at all, it was my pleasure.” Zecora smiled, it was just about time for her to start her own plan. “But there are still one final measure.”

“More ingredients?” Mrs. Cake replied, pondering what they could be needed for as she watched Zecora leave the room to gather what she needed. “Maybe it’s for the topping?”

After waiting a few more minutes for Zecora to return, to which she had not, Mrs. Cake decided to walk into the living room to see. But as she entered, her eyes widened into a horrible display. Her husband, stone asleep, was bound and gagged against one of the chairs with Zecora, her top now removed to display her heavy looking rack, was setting up what looked like a video camera. The mare was shocked, horrified at what she was seeing, but she couldn’t run or even look away. Zecora turned to see the gaze of the scared mare and only started to laugh.

“Oh really now Cup Cake.” Zecora commented, breaking off her kind tone or rhyming speech pattern. “Did you really think I wasn’t looking at that slutty ass all day? Such a naive mare. But you’ll see things my way soon enough.”

Disrobing fully, Zecora revealed her massive, half erect cock. It twitched with anticipation, as if it could feel Mrs. Cake’s stare. The mare could only look on, frozen as she was unable to look away. And yet, she felt her body flare up from the sight, and especially the strong, musky smell that was wafting from the cock. She gulped as she felt her body tingle a little. It had been far too long since she even looked at a cock, especially one this big. Far bigger and meatier than her husbands. She looked at her bound husband, there was no way she could talk her way out of this.

“I give up. Tell me what you want.” Mrs. Cake whimpered weakly, her tone echoed of despair and defeat. “Just don’t hurt my husband.”

“Oh don’t worry, he’ll be fine.” Zecora hummed, almost purring from the joy of hearing Mrs. Cake’s sorrow. She couldn’t help but stroke her cock to near hardness from the sound. “But first, I want you over here and naked.”

Mrs. Cake struggled, unsure what to do. She thought Zecora was going to just bring ingredients. This was completely different, wrong from what she expected, or wanted. And yet, the smell that filled her lungs was making it harder to think. She did as she was told, slowly lifting her loose shirt over her body, revealing the rather erotic bra she was wearing. Zecora only chuckled, setting up her camera as she continued to watch the MILF mare strip. Mrs. Cake was beyond embarrassed, the gaze she felt on her was too much. But she still stripped, pulling down her pants to show the most scandalous looking thong that even Zecora has ever seen.

“Oh, what’s this?” Zecora teased, swaying her hips over to the mare as she looked her over. Running her hand along the underwear and bra, she marveled at the fabric. “Nice piece of material, a silky lace, and yet they don’t feel like they’ve been used properly. Have you not shown your husband?” Mrs. Cake said nothing, only struggling to avoid eye contact as the zebra mare touched her heavy chest. “Oh? He hasn’t has he? Well then, you must be so pent up. How about a video to help you relax?”

Releasing the mare, Zecora walked back to the camera, turning it on to show a previous recording. Mrs. Cake joined the zebra, sitting at the table to watch what she had to show. Her eyes widened in horror as the the figure in the clearing up picture was Twilight Velvet. The mare was completely naked, with her legs and arms spread open and tied together at her wrists and ankles. Her eyes were filled with lust, showing how broken and fucked silly she was. Her cum gushing, gaping wide, winking cunt only showed what treatment she had received as she could only gurgle.

“I took this before I got here.” Zecora whispered in Mrs. Cake’s ear. “Look how happy my toy is. How much she wanted me to fuck her wide open and feed my foal growing in her whore womb.” Mrs. Cake could only tremble as she learned the source of Velvet’s pregnancy. “I can make you feel that good too.” Her hands started feeling up and down the mare’s body. “I can make you feel like a mare again, and I’ll even pay you for your services.”

“O-okay…” Mrs. Cake moaned a little, it wasn’t the money that completely sold her. But it was the mix of everything striking her weak willed senses at once. The arousing scent, the fear of her husband’s well being, seeing her friend being fucked to the a wreck, and now the chance to feel a passion she had not felt in so long. “M-make me feel good.”

“Oh I will.” Zecora replied, her tone now becoming more aggressive as she grabbed at the bra. With a hard tug, she ripped at the soft fabric, letting Mrs. Cake’s massive G cup breasts bounce free. Licking her lips, she did not stop, pushing the mare back with a small thud. Trying to get up, she was met with the sight and strong scent of Zecora’s tight pucker and musky taint presented inches from her face. “Before I make you feel like a mare, show me how much you want it.” At that, Zecora angled the camera and began to record.

Reluctantly, Mrs. Cake leaned forward, letting out her tongue as she approached Zecora’s large and soft looking ass. Wanting to tease further, the zebra backed up and smacked her flank against the mare’s face. Mrs. Cake felt her tongue run between the ass crack and place itself a little in Zecora’s pucker. The zebra shivered a little from the feeling but only placed her hands on her ass, spreading her cheeks to give the mare more room to work her oral worship. Cup Cake was embarrassed, ashamed, and yet, she was never more turned on than she was now.

“That’s it whore.” Zecora moaned, letting out a small exhale of breath. Turning her head, she looked at the mare tongue fucking her ass with dominating eyes. “Keep tasting your new mistress. I want you to savor every flavor I will give you.”

As if in a weak trance, Cup Cake continued to shove her tongue in and out of Zecora’s ass, as if she was trying to reach her deeper parts. Zecora knew this would be easy, with the tea, her musk, and of course the mare’s tensed up lust. But this was hilarious. Mrs. Cake offered no resistance at this point. Her mouth kissed at her pucker while her tongue rubbed her inner walls, seemingly marveling at her taste. Lifting her hands, Cup Cake reached forward, one hand fondling Zecora’s balls, while the other began to slowly stroke the thick, twitching cock.

“Oh? So eager to please your mistress?” Zecora cooed, shivering a little. “Go lower, I want your tongue on my taint and balls.”

Cup Cake did as she was told, pulling her tongue out but keeping it on Zecora’s body as she slowly began to slide it down until her lips touched at the zebra’s soft and smelly taint. The musky smell was so strong, it was nauseating and yet so intoxicating. Cup Cake could feel her eyes water from the feeling and her nostrils curled, but she continued to lick and suckle at the taint while having her hands still working over the cum heavy cock and balls. Zecora felt herself getting ready for a thick load of cum, but she didn’t want to splatter herself all over the room. Turning her head back, she gazed down at the worshiping mare.

“That’s enough, I want you to taste my load.” Zecora ordered, her tone sounding too demanding and assertive to disobey. But she still hesitated. “I gave you an order whore.”

Fearing what was to come, Cup Cake released her oral hold on the zebra’s body and crawled around her. The reality of her situation only seemed to mock her. She was supposed to be a proud and loyal wife. But looking at herself, with a massive zebra cock sliding across her face, pre cum mixing with her mane, she knew the truth. She was just some toy for Zecora’s pleasure. How could she resist? Why would she resist? But this wasn’t a psychological breaking. The mare’s low self esteem made that all too easy. It was the physical breaking that was what kept her docile. Her body had needs that her husband had not given in so long. It seemed all she needed was the right push.

“Hurry up, only my load will plaster that face of yours.” Zecora grunted, pressing her cockhead against Cup Cake’s lips, making the mare kiss at her dick for a moment. “Now fully embrace this flavor.”

Placing both hands on the back of Cup Cake’s head, Zecora thrusted herself forward, ramming her hard and long cock in the mare’s wet mouth. The mare gagged for a moment, struggling to breathe but soon enough, settled. The strong scent of the zebra musk, it cleared the mare’s nostrils; allowing her to breathe from her nose, which only allowed more musk to dull her weakened senses and will. Keeping half her shaft in the mare, Zecora mercifully allowed her soon to be cocksleave to become somewhat accustomed to her girth. But this was only a small wait, a tease for what was to come.

Pulling back a little, the dominating zebra mare drove herself back into the wet and warm mouth, making sure the mare’s moist tongue took in every inch and every sensation of her taste. Approaching in a more gentle manner, Zecora began to move her hips in a more relaxed and casual thrusting, making sure Cup Cake could smother herself in the feeling. How her thick cock rubbed along her tongue and pressed at the back of her throat. Cup Cake seemed to become more and more complacent. Her head started to bob and move on its own. Zecora had already moved her hands away from the back of her head but the mare continued to faithfully service her dick. But as Cup Cake suckled and took in the thick cock, from the corner of her eye, she could see something stirring in the room. Carrot Cake was waking up.

Even before opening his eyes, his senses slowly returned to him. Carrot could still taste the tea on his tongue, and the strong smells that Zecora released into the restaurant before he nodded off. But there was a different sound. It was low, yet loud enough where he could feel it echoing in his mind. A sloppy wet, almost smacking sound. Trying to move, he found he could not move. Something had him tied and bound to the chair. Opening his eyes, he found it difficult to see at first. But slowly his eyes adjusted. When the vision came into clarity, they widened in horror.

What he saw haunted and shocked him to his core. Cup Cake, his darling, loving and tender wife. She was being violently facefucked by a cock; a cock far more massive than what he could ever compare to. A thick cock attached to Zecora no less. The zebra mare only seemed to laugh as she continued to violate Cup Cake’s mouth; giving her no time to think or even breathe properly. His wife had not noticed him, not yet. She could only feel the girth of Zecora’s cock beating at the back of her throat, sliding along her tongue and forcing its way deeper and deeper inside.

Carrot tried to scream, but he was still gagged; only capable of releasing low, muffled groans. But he had to do something! He couldn’t allow his wife to be so viciously and brutally fucked. Shaking a little, he tried to loosen his bonds, but found they were on too tight. As if Zecora meant to mock him, the restraints were in fact just loose enough to allow Carrot to flail and fail to free himself. As he shook and struggled, the chair creaked, losing full hold on the floor. Carrot’s body lost complete balance, causing him to fall to his side with a loud crash. This noise was impossible to ignore, Cup Cake heard it.

Taking her eyes from Zecora’s thrusting waist, Cup Cake’s eyes widened in horror as she saw her husband’s collapsed body and tear filled eyes. Instantly, she tried to free herself. Grabbing at the zebra’s thighs, she tried to push herself off. Zecora wasn’t going to allow her fuck hole to resist her; she also wanted to have more fun. Grabbing at Cup Cake’s head, she started to thrust much harder and deeper, making sure the mare felt every inch of her thick cock as it struck the back of her throat.

“Don’t you stop on me now my whore!” Zecora laughed, feeling her balls grow heavy with her thick load of cum. Smacking Cup Cake’s chin with her heavy balls, making sure the mare knew what was to come. “I’m ready to blow my load and you’re going to drink it all.” She then turned, staring down Carrot with a gaze that could melt his bones. “Every...last...drop…”

Zecora let out what was almost a roar of dominance as she released her vast load. Thick ropes of zebra spunk burst out of her cock, puffing out Cup Cake’s cheeks and forcing her to swallow. Gulp after gulp, the mare was forced to drink the strong tasting cum. Her belly filled within seconds, but there was still too much cum. She groaned as felt her body slowly begin to swell. Slowly, Cup Cake’s belly expanded, growing from the large quantity of zebra cum filling her. Before long she went from being a well rounded mare to looking like she had just returned from a large, hefty meal.

“Now then.” Zecora smirked, looking down to her mare. Cup Cake’s body went almost limp when the cum began to slow down. The zebra knew what this meant. The mare was broken. Turning her head back to Carrot, she only seemed to show her endless desire to inflict as much despair as possible to the stallion. “Why don’t you tell your husband what you want, my dear slut.”

“I want it.” Cup Cake cooed a muffled sound at first, slowly taking the cock from her mouth, sliding it along her tongue to take in every flavor. Zecora smiled a wicked grin, she knew she broke the mare. But she wanted more. Pulling her cock fully away, she watched as Cup Cake reached out for it with her mouth, extending her tongue to touch it. “I want that fat cock! Please give me your cock and just fuck me!”

“My, my, what a tongue you have.” Zecora chuckled, her laugh only mocking Carrot as the stallion watched, his spirit broken from the sight and sound of his wife. “But if you think I am done with just one display, you are wrong.”

Taking a firm grip on Cup Cake’s head, Zecora rammed her cock back into the mare’s mouth. The mare gave no resistance, only seemed to squeal at having the musky taste back in her mouth pussy and throat cunt again. She didn’t need any further incentive, Zecora didn’t even put much force behind her hands and Cup Cake was bobbing her head so feverishly against the thick cock. Pushing herself all the way to the hilt, letting it sit at the back of her throat for a moment. Her eyes rolled back from the sheer pleasure. But she pushed on, pulling herself back from the shaft, only to instead slide herself along the length of it, feeling every inch of it with her lips and tongue. Once reaching the balls, Cup Cake couldn’t resist suckling on them again, feeling how the cum was already beginning to bubble up, eager to fill her engorged belly again.

“There you go.” Zecora smiled, turning her gaze from Cup Cake to Carrot. “See how eager she is to please me. If only you knew how easy she was to break. But don’t worry, I’ll be sure you get the best view...in time.”

Cup Cake continued her worship of Zecora’s thick cock and heavy balls. Their strong smell and stronger taste only drove the mare deeper into her lustful trance. She seemed to forget anything else existed. She only could feel and taste Zecora on her. She didn’t even notice how her hand had wandered down and was already slowly rubbing at her aching and needy pussy lips. Zecora could see how desperate Cup Cake was getting and all this did was drive her to be more and more aggressive.

Harder and more thoroughly, Zecora rubbed her cock and balls along Cup Cake’s face, making the slut mare moan for more abuse. The mare licked and smothered her face into the balls, feeling even the zebra’s heart beat through the thick veins. She moaned even louder as she suckled, almost taking in one of the large balls in her mouth to clean them like an obedient pet, eager to serve her mistress. Cup Cake couldn’t stop herself, every moment her tongue touched Zecora’s sack, was another moment her fingers could rub inside herself. The mare moaned a muffled cry as she began to shove her fingers into her soaking wet cunt.

“Don’t forget to do more than just my balls whore.” Zecora ordered, rubbing Cup Cake’s head. “There is still more cock for you, and an even greater reward should you obey and service me well.”

Cup Cake did as she was told, sliding her tongue back upwards to reach the thick cockhead, wasting no time to shove the girth back in her wet mouth. She moaned like an experienced whore as she took the cock deep inside, keeping her rubbing fingers at the same speed as the bobbing of her head. Zecora didn’t even need to hold her head in place or push herself. Cup Cake was now more than willing to shove the thick cock in and out of her mouth pussy with vicious drive and great anticipation. The mare was captivated, obsessed with taking as much dick as possible. Her husband, still lying on the ground in tears, didn’t exist to her. Only Zecora and her musk scented, massive cock.

“Good, good my pet.” Zecora groaned, almost feeling herself getting close already, but was more that willing to make her mare work for every drop. “You have a free hand, use it.”

Obeying her mistress, Cup Cake took her free hand, starting more along the shaft, she began to slowly stroke at the cock as it left her mouth, only to release her hold as she deep throated it. It was tight, then wet, then warm, then released by the cool kiss of the air around them. Zecora almost let out a momentary coo from the feeling. But she would never show such a reaction to one of her broken mares. She wanted to keep her mare obedient and constantly seeking her mistress’ pleasure. Thankfully, Cup Cake seemed to be a natural.

“Keep going.” Zecora commanded, now starting to thrust herself in and out of Cup Cake’s mouth. The mare only moaned a muffled cry as she continued to passionately masturbate to the pleasure and now was carefully fondling the zebra’s balls. “Almost there pet, make your mistress feed you another helping.”

Cup Cake worked her head harder and faster, taking it in deeper than before until she felt the shaft rubbing to the far end of her mouth, causing her throat to bulge. Her eyes rolled back as she was rapidly fingering herself with four fingers; a puddle of her juices was more than formed under her knelt body. Zecora smirked, feeling the hot cum rise and bubble up, ready to splatter the mare’s insides. The mare’s eagerness was well deserving of a reward from her mistress. She choked on her cock without any regard for herself. She fondled and caressed Zecora’s balls and shaft, eager to milk out the rich, thick cum.

Exhaling hard, Zecora gritted her teeth as she began to shiver with delight. Cup Cake continued to bob her head, making sure she would not miss a single drop. Carrot could only watch, tears dripping from his sad eyes as he saw his beloved wife being reduced to nothing but some cock hungry whore. A toy for this zebra bitch to dominate and use. And he could do nothing about it. He was pathetic, unable to even whine or groan a pitiful sound. His wife was lost, and he was never going to have her back.

“Here it comes pet.” Zecora uttered, pulling back, only to drive her cock in Cup Cake’s throat cunt with full force, beating against her insides as she released her load. “I want you to drink. Drink it all!”

From the moment the hot cum touched her tongue, Cup Cake instinctively began to swallow. She gulped and gulped, taking in thick load after thick load of the hot zebra spunk. Her swollen belly expanded even more, making her look more than just pregnant. Cup Cake looked more like she was a broodmare ready to burst. Zecora only laughed as she fucked herself in and out of the mare’s mouth as she continued cumming, making her squeal and moan as she drank. Carrot tried to scream, but nothing escaped his gagged mouth, only his eyes showed his sorrow. This continued for several minutes before the zebra pulled herself out of the mare’s mouth, still cumming enough to splaster another rope of hot spunk on her face.

“That was just wonderful my pet.” Zecora nodded, somewhat satisfied with what her slut mare had done. But looking down, the large pool of mare cum only told her how wet and ready the mare was. “Clean up my cock and you’ll receive your next treat.”

Grabbing at Cup Cake’s mane, Zecora tugged her mare to turn more towards Carrot. It was clear what she was planning. She was going to do more than make him watch, she was going to defile her over her husband’s bound body. Carrot could barely struggle, not that it mattered anymore. His wife was lost to him, and all Zecora was doing was making sure there was nothing left in him. Cup Cake didn’t even seem to notice where she was being dragged to, it was like her husband didn’t even exist. Gently releasing her, the mare was almost thrown at her laying husband, her dripping pussy was angled right above his horrified face, droplets of her nectar fell on his cheek as he watched the zebra’s massive cock eclipse all sight and align itself to the MILF mare’s entrance.

“Now for the real fun.” Zecora commented, looking down at her cock as it was kissing at Cup Cake’s pussy lips. “I will break her insides and you will get the best view of the action.”

Exhaling hard, Zecora thrusted her cock into Cup Cake harder. The mare screamed as she reached a strong orgasm from just being penetrated. Her juices sprayed a little, on his face. But what was was worse than that, was how strong the zebra’s musky scent was. It was so close. The mix of the honey sweet aroma of his wife and the burning scent of Zecora’s balls seared Carrot’s senses. They were becoming duller, and his attitude and struggles were weakening. Thoughts were becoming harder and harder to manifest. He was growing heavier, weaker, and more docile.

“Broken already?” Zecora commented, raising an eyebrow, yet showing a subtle sign of being annoyed with Carrot’s weakness. “Like husband, like wife I suppose. Both of you are weak.” Picking up her speed, she made sure to angle her body so that every time she would thrust into Cup Cake, her balls would smack against Carrot’s forehead. “Since you’re going to stay there, you might as well get used to the scent of my superior musk.”

With herself all set up and ready, Zecora began to thrust. Starting with a simple and slow motion, she wasted no time in picking up the pace. Cup Cake quickly started to moan from the feeling. Her pussy easily stretched for her mistress, making sure the zebra had the best access to her deepest parts. Her cervix gushed with juices as she felt Zecora’s cockhead violently make out with her womb. Cup Cake screamed out, her voice echoing throughout the room, almost shaking it from her erotic sounds. Carrot could feel his wife’s body being pressed against his, her large chest squishing on his smaller ereaction. Despite how betrayed and broken he felt, he still felt a degree of arousal. His cock, many times smaller than Zecora’s was poking at his pants, forming a small bulge.

“Oh, what’s this?” Zecora laughed, raising her hand while holding Cup Cake’s waist with the other. “Looks like you’re enjoying this too little colt. Slut, I want you to give your husband a little kiss on his pathetic cock.” Cup Cake did nothing but moan as the zebra cock slid in and out of her. Exhaling, Zecora ordered her mare again; this time, bringing her hand down in a hard smack on her ass. “I said suck his pathetic cock you loose whore!” Cup Cake squealed in orgasm from the sudden sharp pain, but did as she was told.

Leaning down, Cup Cake carefully undid Carrot’s pants, using her hands to delicately fish out his cock. Even at full erection, it was a measly several inches. Maybe average for a stallion, but not a carnal beast like Zecora. Maybe yesterday, she would’ve loved to suck her husband off, something she hasn’t done in so long. But now, with such a more alpha size stretching her, she wasn’t even interested anymore. Carrot wasn’t even worth a pity lick. But Zecora wanted Cup Cake to suck him off. Her hand raised itself again, only to smack the mare’s sore and red ass for her hesitation.

Leaning closer, Cup Cake gave the smaller cock a gentle sniff. The smell was so weak, barely any musk; how could she ever had been aroused by this before she couldn’t figure out. Opening her mouth, the mare easily took in the cock. Compared to Zecora, this shaft barely got her to shiver. Her tongue licked a little, but took in the weak taste of his pre cum. There was nothing appealing about this. And yet, as she lapped at the cock, her mistress seemed to fuck in an out of her body with such a strong series of thrusts. Was she pleasing her mistress? Cup Cake could only guess.

“How does it feel slut?” Zecora asked, groping at Cup Cake’s sore flank hard. “Do you still love your husband?”

“O-of course I still love him.” Cup Cake moaned, a shimmer of hope twinkled in Carrot’s eyes for just a moment. But the fucked silly look on his wife’s face told him otherwise. “But his penis is so pathetic and small. I can’t make love to a stallion like that. I need your thick cock in my whore cunt! Please keep fucking me. Make me feel things my husband couldn’t do.”

“Such a loving wife.” Zecora smirked, looking down to Carrot, who was still being forced to endure the zebra’s cum heavy balls rub against his face. “I don’t care about love. I don’t care if she still wants to keep your pathetic dick around. No, I only care when I make a mare do this!”

Pulling almost fully back, Zecora rammed her girth into Cup Cake’s pussy. Widening it out and fucking past her cervix, rubbing the inside of her womb with the thick and hard cockhead. Cup Cake squealed in orgasm. Her body violently shook as she leaked her nectar onto her husband’s face. She was never going to get aroused by him again, nor by anypony else. Zecora hard begun to shape her insides to fit only her size; and Cup Cake only wanted more. Her body was experiencing small orgasm after orgasm. But it was never getting a massive release like she craved. She needed to cum so hard that she’d never even look at her husband’s dick again.

“Scream you whore!” Zecora commanded, taking now both hands to smack the mare’s ass as she fucked at a much faster pace; putting her thrusts into full throttle.Cup Cake’s mouth hung wide open as her most erotic sounds echoed out. Her body was no longer her own, backing up her ass to match with Zecora’s own thrusts was all she could do to try and please her mistress. “Keep going slut, I want to fill you with my cum.” Leaning forward, the zebra grabbed at the mare’s still swollen belly. “Oh yes, I will knock your fat MILF cunt with my seed.”

Increasing her speeds, Zecora angled herself to fuck directly into the womb, cock punching Cup Cake’s inner walls with each motion and grinding against the most sweet and sensitive spots as she humped into her. Carrot was forced to hear his wife make noises she’s never made for him, while Zecora’s cum filled balls smacked and rubbed his face. Every breath of air he took was heavily laced with the superior musk of the zebra’s loins. He felt as they were swelling up, the hot and bubbling cum churned within. He could feel Zecora was ready to cum.

Pulling back nearly all the way out, Zecora smacked Cup Cake’s flank, groping them hard as she rammed herself back into the mare’s body, thrusting all the way through the cervix to release her boiling hot spunk into the mare’s womb. The mare gasped the silent, breathless scream as the orgasm nearly destroyed her mind and will to do or be anything but Zecora’s cumdump, MILF mare, whore. Her body convulsed and shook violently, nearly thrashing from the pleasure surging through her body like a magical electricity.

“Get pregnant on my cum, slut!” Zecora roared, almost commanding Cup Cake’s body to become impregnated by her seed. The mare’s body only seemed to drink up as much cum as it could. Her womb drank and drank until it could hold no more cum, leaving her belly bigger than before. Now she looked more than just pregnant, Cup Cake looked ready to burst from the loads of spunk she was carrying in her belly and womb. Despite this visible sign of reaching full capacity, Zecora was still thrusting into her body. “I want you to take all of it!”

Falling limp forward, Cup Cake tried to give her husband’s dick a gentle kiss, some last bastion of hope to him that she still loved him. But she just couldn’t, she had no interest in such a small and pathetic thing. Zecora’s cock was just too big, too thick, too virile, and too perfect. No mare could resist after being fucked by such a beast. Especially after being filled so many times with cum. Carrot could only lay there, feeling what excessive gushes of mare juice and cum was being splattered on his weak and defeated face. He didn’t care, it didn’t matter to him anymore. He lost and he was nothing anymore.

“Ah yes, you’ve done well my pet.” Zecora complimented, petting Cup Cake’s head as she pulled herself out. “But we aren’t done yet.”

As Zecora pulled her still hard girth free, the sudden feeling of being without such a cock inside her caused the Cup Cake’s pussy walls to clap together. Her over sensitive body was unable to take more stimulation. Another, nearly just as hard as the last orgasm rocketed through the mare. But without a cock to cork her wet and gooey hole.

The mare was unable to hold back the torrents of cum that were now gushing out of her loose and clamping cunt, as well as her tight pucker splattering the cum she had drank earlier. For possibly a minute longer than it should have, Cup Cake’s pussy and ass spewed the thick, white, and still steamy hot cum out, and all over Carrot’s face and chest as the mare struggled to get up. But the stallion only laid there and let it happen. He was now probably broken; Zecora could have him raise Cup Cake’s new bastard foal and he would do as he was told like a good little cuck.

“Be sure to get a good smell before I fuck my whore again.” Zecora commanded, pressing her balls harder against Carrot’s face; nearly facesitting on the stallion as the zebra rubbed and mixed the smells of her musk, cum, and mare spunk all over his face.

The stallion felt as the zebra’s balls were nearly smothering him with their cum filled form. They were soft and so strong smelling, he was nearly suffocating under the aroma that burned his lungs and attacked his sinuses. Zecora’s words felt like a poisonous sting of pain through his mind. She was making him nothing more than a toy for her pleasure. Her dominating words served to remind him of how small he was compared to her. Her balls were much stronger smelling, and held far more cum than his. She was a mare and yet she was more virile and full of passion than he was. He had never seen Cup Cake act like she was now, how she panted and seemed to only want more.

“I want you to watch as I break your wife even more.” Zecora mocked the weak stallion, making sure to rub and smother her balls in his face with each breath and word she spoke. Running her hand down her chest and to her cock, the zebra placed a hand on her balls and rubbed them even closer, making sure Carrot could almost taste them. “Be sure to remember your place now.” Spanking Cup Cake as she got up, giving Carrot one more slide of her balls. Looking to the broken mare, she smirked, knowing what she had planned for the MILF mare. “I think we almost forgot a hole.”

Walking over to the nearby couch, Zecora reclined, making sure to show off her still hard but soaked and dripping with juice and cum cock to the Cakes. Carrot remained laying, only looking up at the ceiling, as if he was staring into the abyss of despair. Cup Cake looked at the cock, cooing to herself and licking her lips as she saw each and every twitch. Zecora only beckoned with her finger as she silently commanded her slave to approach her. Cup Cake tried to get up, but barely managed to roll off of her husband and slowly crawl her way over to the cock, taking in each strong whiff of her mistress’ strong musk.

“Hurry slut, my cock is drying.” Zecora commented, watching as Cup Cake just made it to her. Carefully and struggling a little, the mare turned to try and angle her ass towards the cock. Losing patience, Zecora reached over and grabbed at Cup Cake’s waist. With a hard a swift motion, the zebra pulled the mare upwards and in a single thrust, rammed her cock into her ass. Cup Cake squealed from the sudden pain of her anal recesses being stretched out by the thick cock. “Oh yeah, that’s it. Sit on your mistress’ cock.”

Cup Cake nearly went limp from the feeling, her body slumped forward, only being held up by Zecora’s arms and the thick cock wedged in her ass. The zebra was not going to let her whore rest or relax. Adjusting and reaching her arms downwards under the mare’s thighs, and then upwards, Zecora brought Cup Cake’s legs up, propping them against her own legs. Wiggling a little to get in a more comfortable position, Zecora made sure that Carrot was getting a good look of his wife’s ass being defiled in front of him.

“Take a look Carrot.” Zecora commented, showing off her prize to the broken stallion. “Look at how her gaping cunt opens and closes with each pulse. And how my stronger cum leaks out of her stuffed womb. She’s been impregnated you know, by my superior, fertile seed. Your twins are going to have siblings. Stronger, zebra siblings.”

With her harsh and painful words given, the zebra pulled herself downwards, only to drive herself back in the mare’s ass. Cup Cake loudly moaned as she was forced to move herself up and down on Zecora’s thick cock. Her large tits bounced from her motions, and her cum filled bully churned and jiggled from the heavy load inside. The mare moaned and screamed, unable to process anything anymore. Her body was so sore, so weak, but it had become so addicted to massive zebra cock and burning hot cum that she couldn’t stop herself from moving. Unable to gain any solid footing, Cup Cake was forced to only wiggle and grind her ass against Zecora as she was lifted and dropped on the cock.

“Keep riding it you whore.” Zecora groaned, opening her mouth to deliver a strong and dominating bite down on the back of Cup Cake’s collar. The mare screamed from the pain and new orgasm from being so assertively taken like an animal in heat. “Tell me how it feels. Tell your husband what a better cock is doing to you.”

“She’s fucking me!” Cup Cake moaned, her voice was more breathy, panting, and yet erotic than Carrot has ever heard before. He would never have gotten her to this point and her every sound was a reminder of his failure. “A massive cock is fucking my slutty ass. My big, fat ass that’s always begging for cock is being stretched by someone other than my husband. My husband’s small cock could never do this to me, I need more fat cock in my whore asspussy!”

“Spoken like an obedient slut.” Zecora nodded, almost proud of her broken whore; almost. “Keep screaming. Make sure you and your husband know what only I can give you. When I cum, where do you want it?”

“My ass! I want your hot cum right in my ass!” Cup Cake screamed, her mind nearly a blank from her constant orgasms. Her bouncing body rippled from the feeling of the cock breaking through the deepest core of her anal cunt. Cum gushed out of her pussy, splattering on Carrot’s face. “My ass wants your cum, I need to feel your thick, hotness in my slutty ass!”

“Carrot. I want you to watch this.” Zecora commanded, looking down at the stallion. She could feel herself ready to cum, but she wanted to do one more act of cruelty before defiling the last hole of her new pet. “If you can reach your wife’s cunt level and watch as I fill her ass, I will leave and you two can have your old lives back.”

Could this offer be true? Could the zebra be telling the truth? These thoughts flooded the weak stallion’s mind. He had no proof she was being honest. But if she was, then everything would be fine. Everything would go back to normal. This nightmare would end. Struggling, Carrot dragged himself, still bound, but a little more flexible, he moved upwards. It was a painful stretch, but he managed to reach the height of the couch with his head. He cum and juice covered face stared at his wife’s body. Her winking pussy seemed to only mock his weakness with each drop of cum. But he did as he was told and watched.

“Good cuck.” Zecora groaned, feeling her heavy balls ready to burst. “Here comes my next load!”

Letting out a roar like noise, Zecora bit down again on Cup Cake’s other collar as she released her load in the mare’s ass. Cup Cake screamed from her climax, in addition to the violent torrent of cum filling her intestines. The mare’s boyd could not handle so much cum any more. Her full belly expanded a little more as her pussy tightened to near crushing degrees before suddenly opening a gaping wide. A sudden stream of her steaming juices and Zecora’s previous load sprayed and squirted against Carrot’s face. Though shameful, the stallion felt his own erection was at its peak and was ready to cum.

“So full, so full…” Cup Cake groaned, feeling the bubbling cum move up from her ass and past her stomach to her throat. “I’m so fucking-blagh!”

The mare’s mouth open to the spew and gushing action of the cum that was in her belly regurgitating back out. Her eyes rolled back from the climax this was also giving her, causing her body to become limp and nearly unconscious. Carrot felt the spewed cum coat his face, pushing his orgasm to its boiling point. A small amount of cum dribbled out of his cock before he lost his strength, collapsing to the flood. Smirking, Zecora released her hold of the mare, letting her fall forward onto her husband with an audible thud. Her body twitched and convulsed as cum gushed out of her mouth, pussy, and ass.

“Such a stupid couple. Thinking I would be fair.” Zecora smiled a wicked and victorious grin. “You are both mine now. And I will savor every moment of your fat and soft body my whore.” She then turned her attention to the still recording camera. “As well as make sure to record it all for my later enjoyment.”

“I still can’t believe it.” Twilight Velvet giggled as she picked up her order of sweets. Her pregnant belly jiggled as she swayed herself. Across the counter, Carrot took her money and counted her change. “It feels like not that long ago. She looks amazing.”

“Well that’s my honey cake.” Carrot replied, nervously chuckling as he handed the counted change back. “I guess I still had it in me. Will you be staying in Ponyville long?”

“For a bit.” Velvet replied, turning a little, a small smiled curled her lips. “Zecora is helping me out with my pregnancy after all. And I trust her.”

“Zecora?” Carrot asked, his face almost went blank at the sound of the zebra’s name. Did Velvet know something? He then looked to the mare’s belly. Was Zecora responsible? But he couldn’t let the mare know. He could only smile. “I see, I’ve heard she’s good at what she does. So I hope it all works out.”

“I believe it will.” Velvet giggled a little, rubbing her belly. Turning, she made her way to the door, swaying her round ass towards Carrot; a rare moment of her slutty training showing. “Good luck.”

It has been a few weeks since that day. Zecora had dominated the Cake’s home. Both ponies have been able to manage both their social and work lives, giving absolutely no indication as to how horribly tragic their personal lives have become. Carrot continued to wake up, cook the meals, help run the business, and of course, raise the twins. But it was more at night, especially during their one off day of the week, a certain zebra mare would come by the bakery. He couldn’t refuse her entry, not that she would she give him the choice.

Walking into the bakery, the zebra, Zecora made her way up to the Cake’s bedroom, leaving Carrot to finish cleaning up the dining area and kitchen alone. Up in the bedroom, Zecora found her MILF pet Cup Cake waiting for her. The mare had taken well to her mistress’ treatments. Her body was swelling from her sessions, she was clearly pregnant, but seemed to hold her thick spunk much more voraciously than Velvet. Her legs were quivering at the sight of the zebra entering. Her eyes looked at the zebra, only to shift down to the throbbing bulge waiting for her. Gulping, Cup Cake felt her pussy ache to be filled.

“So eager already?” Zecora laughed, presenting the camera and stand. “Present yourself slut.” Cup Cake did as she was told, adjusting her position to be in a more begging pose as the zebra set up her camera. Standing behind, Zecora snapped her finger, signalling she had begun to record. “Now, tell me. Who are you, and why are you here.”

“My name is Cup Cake.” Cup Cake cooed, rolling on her back to show off her heavy belly and large, milk filling breasts. “I was the loyal wife to Carrot Cake. That was before my mistress Zecora showed me what a whore I was.” Unable to control herself, the mare slowly started to rub at her quenched pussy, moaning between her heavy breaths. “Thanks to her massive cock, my body is carrying her foal and I only want more. Please fuck my mouth with your cock mistress. Your slut wants your warm milk.”

“How can I say no to that face.” Zecora laughed, walking in view of the camera, her cock now fully erect as she swayed it over to the mare. Presenting her musky cock and balls, Cup Cake wasted no time licking and suckling at them. “Good pet, she is well trained after all.”

Pulling back, Zecora aligned her thick, precum dripping cockhead to the mare’s lips and began to slowly push her way into the mare’s mouth. Exhaling, the zebra rammed her length into Cup Cake’s mouth, bulging her throat as the thick cock slid its way deep inside, hilting itself with the first thrust. The MILF mare moaned a muffled cry as she reached her climax, her hands now vigorously rubbing against her swelling and sensitive clit. Zecora only continued her thrusting, reveling in the tight and warm feeling of Cup Cake’s throat cunt.

“So good. I have been training you well.” Zecora panted, feeling her balls grow heavy with churning cum. Looking at the mare’s pregnant belly, the zebra smirked a wicked grin. “It hasn’t been so long and yet you look like this.” Reaching down with one hand, she gently rubbed the belly. Not only my foal and my cum, but you have been devouring so many pastries. I think we’ll have your confections do more than stuff your whore face.” Zecora continued to hump against Cup Cake’s mouth as she elaborated a new plot. “I think I can use your pastries to...help other mares.”

Cup Cake shivered as she thought of how Zecora was talking of breaking more mares. The thought of another mare being subjected to what she experienced, and has been experiencing for the past few weeks. To be so violently fucked and broken, impregnated and abused by this zebra’s dominating, massive, and addicting cock. She squirted in orgasm at the idea. Her pastries would help Zecora defile more mares. This would please her, and whatever would please her mistress, would only mean Cup Cake would get the hard fuck she desperately begs for.

“You like this, don’t you whore?” Zecora asked, looking down at the mare. She only cooed and wiggled her bloated body to show her affection. “So caring and devoted. You deserve a reward. How about a good feeding?”

Cup Cake nearly gushed a puddle of mare cum from the words as they left the erotic zebra’s lips. Even as relaxed as she was, the mare started to lift and drop her head, wanting to take the work of thrusting into her mouth from Zecora. Within seconds, Cup Cake was facefucking herself as she felt the cock swell with the inevitable orgasm. Zecora only groaned as she felt her balls tighten, hot cum bubbled up, ready to burst in mere moments.

“Get ready slut.” Zecora exhaled, groping at Cup Cake’s heavy tits, pinching and squeezing her nipples so hard that milk bled out of them as she drove herself all the way into the mare’s mouth, bulging her throat as she released her full load straight in her belly. “Drink your meal. I want my foal to grow strong on my cum and your whore milk.”

Cup Cake swallowed everything, every hot and thick drop of cum that came pouring down her throat was greedily and affectionately taken in. To further show her devotion, she reached her arms up and at her mistress’ thighs, pulling her closer as to not let go, as well as to let Zecora’s pulsing and throbbing heavy balls to rest on her head as she drank. She wanted to only taste zebra spunk and breathe zebra musk. The zebra looked down at her pet, how loyal and eager she was to please her. It almost brought a sincere smile to her lips; almost. Zecora did not want to appear too soft on her pet, no matter how playful. Cup Cake, like Twilight Velvet, and now any other MILF that she placed her eyes on would service her cock and be loyal only to her cock. Her obedient, musk obsessed, and cum guzzling broodmares.

“You’ve done well.” Zecora commanded, rubbing Cup Cake’s throat as she slowly pulled herself free of the tight mouth pussy. Looking at the mare’s open mouth, she saw her cum still bubbling as she breathed outward. “I know, why don’t you go downstairs and give that cuck husband of yours a big, wet, sloppy kiss. Let him taste what I feed you.” Though she was wobbling and struggling, Cup Cake obeyed, rolling off the bed to get up and walk out of the room. Turning towards the camera, Zecora held a grin, a wicked and sinister grin that could melt the bones of any who saw it. “That is all I will allow. She is mine now. And you can never touch her...unless I allow it.”