Author's Notes:

Content warnings: gangbang, free use, FMMMMFF, throat fucking, light anal, excessive cum, sappy romance

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“Bring it in! Form up!” I watched with a professional scowl as my veteran-level flight team swooped in and landed in front of me in perfect formation. Of course I was entirely satisfied with their performance in today's practice, maybe even a little impressed. Not that I'd ever tell them that – it would just go to their heads and within a week it would make them fat and lazy.

Pacing back and forth in front of their near-perfect line, I eyed them all from behind my favorite reflective sunglasses. Truth be told, these were some of my favorite Wonderbolts, my veteran flyers who had never let me down ... in recent memory. I could even admit that, yeah, some of them were probably even a little bit better than I was when I was at their level.

That didn't mean I was about to go easy on them, though. “Adequate work out there, guys.” And most of them were guys. For some reason or other, my veteran team had ended up with five stallions and only two mares. It had been six stallions before Soarin was promoted to vice captain. “You've earned yourself a shower and a meal – thirty minutes for each. When you're done in the mess hall, I expect to see you in service dress, assembled in the auditorium at precisely thirteen hundred.”

A few of the flyers groaned. “Is this going to be another lecture on the importance of hydration?” Silver Zoom said. “We know already!”

It was, actually... But an annual briefing on the subject was required according to the regs, and the last thing I'd put up with was taking any lip from this lot. “Correction! The rest of you will have thirty minutes for each. Silver Zoom will have ten minutes for each, and he will be spending the remainder of that time doing wingtip pushups for my amusement.” I glared at them all through my glasses. “Would anypony else like to give some commentary about today's plans?”

No response this time.

“Good. Now get going. You're wasting valuable R and R time!”

All of them – except Silver Zoom – shot off in a multicolored blur toward the barracks. The wind from them passing made my mane whip around my face. Silver Zoom stood there, a grim frown on his face, but otherwise acting more-or-less professional.

“Well don't just stand there,” I told him. “You've got forty minutes of wingtips to do, and the longer you wait to get started, the less time you'll have left to shower and eat.”

He dropped immediately, and I nodded in begrudging approval as he began vigorously pumping himself up and down. He might be a bit too mouthy sometimes, but he sure did have a fine pair of wings on him, and he never seemed to run out of stamina. I'd probably be banging him on my off time ... if I wasn't absolutely certain that he'd brag about it to every mare and stallion this side of the Canterlot Mountains.

But as I enjoyed watching him sweat, I spotted a pegasus pony approaching from the southwest. This was restricted airspace – we couldn't have random fans coming in and cluttering up our practice area as they tried to get a free show, after all. So whoever this was, they had better be on official business.

She, I corrected as the pony came closer. She was a purple mare with a darker purple mane and a ... a horn? I lifted my glasses to get a better look. Yes, definitely. That could only be one pony: the Princess of Friendship, Twilight Sparkle.

Damn, now I wished I hadn't dismissed my squad yet. It would be much more impressive if I could address the Princess in front of a line of my best flyers. Now I only had Silver Zoom with me ... it would look like I was only the captain of one single fuck-up. Oh well, such is life. And one of Princess Twilight's best friends, Rainbow Dash, was in the rookie division – the Princess should know well enough what the Wonderbolts were about, despite the current appearances.

As she touched down in front of me, I gave her my snappiest salute. “Welcome to the Wonderbolts Academy, Your Highness. How can we help you today?”

“Please, please, no official titles or anything. It's more of a ... personal visit. Spitfire, can I talk to you about something?”

“Of course.” I took off my glasses, stuck them in the front pocket of my dress uniform, and stood at attention.

“It's um...” She glanced at Silver Zoom, who was still busily doing wingtip pushups. “It's probably something that's better discussed in private.”

I nodded, then turned to Silver Zoom. “Looks like it's your lucky day, buddy. The Princess just saved your ass. Now go hit the showers and wash it. I expect you to be the first Wonderbolt to show up in the auditorium, so you'd better hurry. Take the front-center seat and get my slide projector ready. Now go.”

The Princess watched him zip away, but once he was gone, she seemed to want to look at anything other than me.

I glanced around the flight line, just to make sure that there weren't any stragglers hanging around. All clear. “Okay, Princess. You have my attention.”

“Um, please, you don't have to call me Princess.”

“Duly noted, Your Highness.”

“And you don't have to do that either, you can just...” She sighed. “Oh, never mind. That's not important, and it's not what I came here to talk to you about, anyway.”

I stood and stared at her, confident that she would get around to explaining her purpose sooner or later.

“It's about your recent airshow in Baltimare, and what happened afterward, in the locker room.”

Ponyfeathers! How did she know about that? I was in for it now – fraternizing with subordinate officers, not to mention a first-year rookie, was very against the regs. I could kiss my captain's wings goodbye. I'd be lucky if she let me stay in the Wonderbolts at all! How did she know? Nopony outside the Wonderbolts could have seen us ... did one of my own flyers rat us out?

“And I want you to know, before I even start, that I'm sorry for everything I did. It was wrong, and it was terrible. It all started when I was researching further into Starswirl the Bearded's time-altering spells...”

Huh? She's sorry for what she did? So ... was I not in trouble? As I listened to the Princess's story, I found out that indeed I wasn't the one who was in trouble. It was the Princess herself who was in trouble! What she'd done in there was far worse than a little fraternization between squad-mates. What she had done would land most ponies in the dungeons of Canterlot Castle!

And then there was the part about how she told Princess Celestia everything about it! Crap! Now Princess Celestia knew about me, Soarin, and Rainbow Dash. Even if I wasn't in trouble yet, I probably would be soon.

But ... it had already been a while since then, and the Royal Guards hadn't summoned me to account for myself in front of Princess Celestia yet. Maybe they never would ... maybe if I just ignored this, everypony else would as well. Wishful thinking, perhaps, but it was all I had to go on.

“... And so, she ordered me to do anything you ask – anything to make up for what I did to you.” The Princess gave me a curt bow. “Please, just say the word, and I'll do anything I can to make it up to you. Anything.”

I grinned – probably for the first time that day ... I really should smile more. But at that moment, I had a good reason to: I knew exactly what the Princess could do for me: “Thank you, Your Highness. I would ask you to please issue a royal pardon to myself, Soarin, and Rainbow Dash for any known or suspected relations that would violate the Equestrian Armed Forces rules on fraternization between subordinates and superior officers.”

“Uh... Of course.” She looked up at me as if my request shocked her. “I'll have my assistant write those up, and I'll have them signed before the end of the week.”

“Thank you, Princess.” I saluted her again.

But she was still looking at me, just the same way she did when asking for my request, except that now she was blushing a little. “And, um... Is there, uh ... anything else you want?”

“I only get one request, don't I? That was my understanding.”

“Yes.” The Princess nodded. “But, you see, well... The other two had requests of a ... of a sexual nature. And that seems like a more appropriate way to atone for what I did. You know, a more direct sort of payback...”

I quirked an eyebrow at her. If I didn't know any better, I'd think she wanted me to do something like that with her. That she expected me to. Well tough teats. “Sorry, but no.” I pointedly looked her up and down, letting my critical eyes wander across her soft, untrained muscles and her weak wings. “No offense intended, but you're not my type.”

“I can change!” She darted forward a little.

I backed away an equal amount. “What do you mean, you can change? What ... are you going to start a training regimen and come back in six months?”

“No, not anything like that. I've been studying changeling magic – I can transform myself into anypony you want! I even have a spell that will let me grow a penis for you, if you want that!”

“What?” I stepped back, appalled. But I soon managed to compose myself. There was no call for antagonizing her – especially when she hadn't signed those pardons yet. “No. That won't be necessary.”

But she still stood there, looking at me imploringly. It was starting to get on my nerves, the way she seemed to think she was entitled to have sex with me again, even after she'd just finished apologizing for the time she had sex with me without permission. Ugh, royalty.

I stomped my hoof down on the tarmac. “Look, Your Highness, I'm the legendary Spitfire. I'm the Captain of the Wonderbolts, one of the greatest flyers who ever lived, and I'm dead sexy on top of it. If I want a good dicking, I could have pretty much any stallion in Equestria. I don't need you pretending to be somepony else – I don't need an imitation when I can have the real thing anytime I want.” I paused for a moment, realizing the tone of what I'd just said. “Uh, with all due respect, of course.”

“Of course.” Princess Twilight nodded without looking up from the ground.

It would be improper for me to leave the presence of royalty without being dismissed first, so I stayed there, staring at her, daring her to say anything other than 'goodbye'.

But then she looked back up at me, her silly royal eyes twinkling. “Are you sure there isn't anything I can—?”

“I told you I don't want...” I stopped for a moment. An idea was coming into my head. A terrible idea ... but it would get her off my back, and it might even teach her a thing or two about being too pushy...

She must have seen the look in my eyes. “Yes...?” she said, eagerly.

“Well there is something...” I knew I had her hooked now, and I was loving it.

“What is it? I'll do anything for you!”

I nodded. “Yes, yes you will. You see, my veteran-level flight squad has really been impressing me lately, despite a loudmouth or two who doesn't know when to shut up. In less than an hour, we're scheduled to have yet another lecture about proper hydration.”

The Princess's brows furrowed. “Yes ... hydration is important, I suppose...”

“But my squad already knows that lecture by heart. Instead, you're going to waive the lecture requirement by royal decree.”

“Oh ... that's it? I thought it would be more, um...”

“Sexual?” I grinned at the way she cringed when she heard that word. “Don't worry – it is. You see, instead of a boring lecture about hydration, you're going to provide the squad with an alternative form of entertainment.”

She blinked. “The ... the whole squad?”

“They deserve a reward for their hard work, don't they? And what better reward than a princess, all tied up and ready for them to have their way with.”

“... Tied up?”

I flicked the sunglasses out of my front pocket, put them on, and stared the Princess down through their mirrored lenses. “That is included in 'anything', isn't it?”

She gulped and nodded. Ha! She looked just like the kind of raw recruit that shows up and expects Wonderbolts training to be Junior Speedsters all over again. Fresh meat, as the veterans called them. Breaking their timid little hearts was the only thing that still made new-recruit training bearable for me.

“Good,” I told her. “Go wait for me in my private quarters; it's in the top of that cloud tower over there.” I pointed it out. “I have to go collect a few necessities, and then I'll meet you there. We have to have you prepped and ready by thirteen hundred.”

She stood there for a moment, as if frozen in place by the idea of what was going to happen to her at thirteen hundred.

I stomped my hoof again. “Move!”

And with that, she was off, taking flight like a scared little bird... Or maybe more like a drunken buffalo with wings. Sheesh, she was such a terrible flyer. Hadn't Rainbow Dash been teaching her anything?

Well, whatever. That didn't matter. I'd have to hurry if I was going to find everything I needed in time. I'd be able to find a few generic ropes and things in the flight line's utility shed, but for the rest... Well, I could always 'borrow' some of it from Whiplash – he hid his fetishes pretty well, but I knew he was into some pretty heavy bondage stuff. And I was sure he wouldn't mind me lending a bit of his secret supplies to the Princess ... as long as he got a turn with her. All I had to do was find it. He had to be hiding it somewhere in the barracks.

With a whoosh of displaced air, I shot off. If anypony was good at getting things done in a hurry, it was me. I'd make it in time, I was sure of that.

Nineteen minutes left. Finding Whiplash's gear had taken longer than I thought it would.

I burst in through the door of my cloud-built quarters. “Princess! Front and center!”

For a moment, I thought she'd chickened out, but then she meekly crept around the corner and cowered in front of me.

I threw the ropes, saddle, and halter on the floor in front of her, which made her flinch adorably. “Get to work putting these on,” I told her. “We're running out of time.”

Princess Twilight's voice came softly from behind the curtain covering the auditorium's stage, “Are... Are they coming? How much time is left?”

“Quiet, you!” I told her sharply. “You'll ruin the surprise if they hear you back there.”

I continued my slow pacing back and forth in front of the red velvet curtain. We'd gotten her prepared and in place in a mere three minutes. Turns out, alicorn magic is also really good for getting things done in a hurry ... especially when those things involve tying knots and buckling straps.

Only a few more minutes, and the first few of my over-achievers would probably be arriving. They knew my habit of being the first one in and the last one out, and among the brown-nosers, being the second one in and the second one out was considered a high achievement. Idiots. What, did they think I was going to start dishing out medals and promotions just for punctuality?

The main entry door opened, and Silver Zoom came in. He gave me a quick salute, then walked proudly over to the front seat next to the projector.

It was almost enough to make me smile. Among rookie-level flyers, I'd have to worry that my instructions wouldn’t make it through a skull as thick as Silver Zoom's ... but these were veterans. Even the biggest fuck-ups among them still knew how to follow simple directions.

When he turned the projector on, a square of light shone against the red curtain. He looked up at me. “Captain. Could we please open the curtain? I won't be able to align the projector with the screen if I can't see the screen.”

I didn't much care for his tone, but he had a valid point. “Actually, turn the projector off. We won't be needing it today.”

That raised his eyebrows. “Oh?”

I glanced pointedly down at the projector, and I didn't respond until he'd done what I said and turned it off. Once he did, I began pacing again. “As it turns out, we have a special guest today.”

“A special guest ... to teach us about hydration?”

I declined to dignify his stupid question with an answer.

“Who is it?”

I glared at him. “Why do you think the curtain is closed? You'll find out when the rest of the squad finds out, and not a second sooner. Keep asking dumb questions, and I'll put you on sky-sweeping duty, and you won't hear about it for at least six hours.”

He nodded shakily and sat quietly in his seat. Good – at least he was learning when to keep his mouth shut. The last thing I needed to hear from him right now was some clever comment or, Celestia forbid, a joke. Maybe he'd shape up to be leadership material after all...

Gradually, the rest of the squad began filtering in. Most of them sat near the back, huddled in groups to facilitate whispered chatting during the boring hydration lecture they all expected. But at least they did all arrive on time. The last one in was Wind Waker, at 12:58. Two minutes to spare. Good. Like I told all new recruits: if you're early, you're on time; if you're on time, you're late; and if you're late, you're on kitchen duty for a week.

A low hum of conversation filled the room with an underlying buzz, but with the room's good acoustics, I knew I'd have no trouble breaking through that. “Excellent. Good to see that you all made it.”

The background conversations faded to nothing.

“You have all exceeded my expectations lately, and you deserve credit for that.” Before the applause could start, I cut them down a notch: “Not that I expected much out of you lot, so exceeding my expectations doesn't mean a lot. But you have been doing okay out there. I've decided that you all deserve a treat.”

The expectant silence in the audience was palpable. None of them were sure if they should celebrate yet – for all they knew, their upcoming 'treat' might be a lecture on hydration.

I grinned to myself, enjoying my little game. If only they knew what waited for them behind that curtain... Well, no reason to hold back now. I couldn't wait to see their faces...

So I grabbed the drawstring of the curtain between my teeth and gave it a firm yank. The fabric slid away to either side, and now everypony could see what was on the stage – who was on the stage.

Twilight Sparkle's pert little rump stuck up toward the audience, with her tail tied off to her horn so that she'd be fully on display for everyone to see. Her hooves were hobbled close together so she could barely stand upright, and she'd been blindfolded. She wore a frilly lace saddle on her curved back and a strong, black halter on her head, with the attached reins lying on the floor, waiting for someone to take control of her. Although she kept perfectly still and silent like I'd told her to, I could already see her winking and getting wet under her tail ... such a little slut.

“Your annual lecture on hydration has been waived by royal decree,” I told the squad. Sweet Celestia, they were already drooling! “Instead, Princess Twilight Sparkle will be providing today's entertainment. You will be permitted to come up to the stage and look at her, grope her, and even fuck her in any hole you choose. But please – be civil and take turns. I don't want you savages tearing her apart in some big feeding frenzy.”

One stallion raised his trembling hoof. His eyes were locked on that royal rump, but he still seemed to know when I pointed at him to let him speak. “Um... And I mean this with no disrespect for the Princess...”

“Yes, Wind Waker...?” I prompted when his pause grew too long.

“But, um, it's just that ... I have a wife back home, and I really love her. I don't think she'd like it if I... um...” He stared at Princess Twilight's pussy a moment longer. “If I participated in this.”

I nodded. “Of course; your loyalty to your wife is commendable. You may be excused – I'll be sure to find some other suitable reward for you. Anyone else?”

One of the two mares raised her hoof.

“Yes, Fleetfoot?” I already knew her well enough to know why she'd object.

“Ma'am, I'm afraid my wings don't fold that way. I've never had much taste for mares.”

“Of course. And you'll get the same treatment – you can take the next hour off, and I'll try to find something else to reward you with. I can't promise it will be as extravagant as this”— I gestured to the trussed-up alicorn behind me —“but I'll do what I can.” I looked around the room. “Anypony else?”

A few moments of silence passed as the squad members all looked back and forth at each other ... as Wind Waker and Fleetfoot made their way out. Eventually, Silver Zoom spoke up – of course it was Silver Zoom – and he gave the answer for all of them: “Nah, we're good.”

Well then – that was that. I smiled wide. “Come on up, then! Line up in order of seniority and take your turn with her. Second helpings are encouraged! And thirds and fourths!”

That last bit elicited a frightened whimper from the Princess.

And it only made my smile grow wider. “In fact, guys, just keep going at her until you're too tired to go again. You've earned it.”

By the time I was done talking, the line had already formed. Misty Fly was at the head of the line, of course. She'd been with us for longer than anypony – longer than than me, even. Then there was Lightning Streak, Fire Streak, Whiplash, and finally Silver Zoom: the most rookie-ish of the veterans. Thankfully, their dress uniforms only covered their front halves – nopony would have to worry about getting their clothes off.

“Only two at a time,” I told them. “And take it easy on the first round – I don't want you to break her ... until everypony has had at least one chance.”

Misty Fly and Lightning slowly approached, climbing the steps up onto the stage and staring at the bound alicorn in front of them. Lightning Streak's cock was starting to hang down beneath him, but the two of them didn't really show any other signs of getting started.

“Well go on, you two.” I gestured toward Princess Twilight. “Have fun. You're completely allowed to. And the rest of you...” I looked down at the remaining line. “Have a seat and watch the show. There's no reason you should have to stand in line like she's a soup kitchen – you all know who's up next.”

The first two stood right next to her ... that was good, but they weren't going through with it yet. Rolling my eyes, I strode up to them and grabbed a hoof from each of them with my own. Without waiting to hear what they thought about it, I slapped both of their hooves down on Princess Twilight's ass, one on each cheek. And I held them there, making sure both Misty and Lightning got a good feel.

And that was all it took. Misty's hoof grasped onto the Princess's plush cheek, and Lightning was even bolder. He slid his hoof across her curves and right up to her purple pony pussy. Princess Twilight gasped at that first touch, and Lightning rubbed her mound greedily.

I stepped back, confident now that they were ready to do it, that no more of my help would be necessary.

Misty moved in as well, nudging Lightning's hoof away and diving in with her mouth. The Princess squealed as she felt Misty Fly's tongue probing her. I knew quite well how talented Misty was with her tongue ... it was almost enough to make me a little jealous. But not quite jealous. Because I knew that one well-placed wink in Misty's direction would have her under my desk, giving me that very same treatment, within an hour.

Lightning wasn't about to be nudged out of the way so easily. He reared up, deftly planting his hooves on top of Princess Twilight's ass and angling himself in perfectly. His hard bluish cock butted up against Misty's yellow cheek, pushing her out of the way.

The tip of Misty's muzzle was already coated in royal nectar. “Hey!” she said, giggling. “Watch it! Oh, fine – you take this end. ” She gave the length of Lightning's cock a playful lick before really getting out of the way. “Just be sure and ram my spit all the way up inside her.”

As Misty pulled away and went around to Princess Twilight's front side, Lightning Streak grunted and roughly shoved the tip of his cock into her wet pussy. The audience cheered.

“Aaah!” the Princess yelped. “He's so big!”

“That he is,” I said softly to myself. I had some good memories with Lightning Streak and his horse-sized cock. The dude didn't tend to last very long, but he was definitely worth taking on, if only for the bragging rights. Hilting that monster of his was something of a rite of passage among Wonderbolt mares.

While Lightning was busy with wedging himself into the Princess's tight snatch, Misty Fly took position right in front of her and picked up the reins, raising her own tail and tugging Princess Twilight forward. She stopped when her dripping yellow slit was just a hair's breadth from the Princess's nose.

I couldn't tell what did it, not really. It might have been a particularly strong thrust from Lightning Streak, it might have been Misty Fly's pressure on the reins, or it might have just been the Princess's own eagerness... But whatever the cause, the important thing was that Princess Twilight buried her muzzle between Misty's pale yellow ass cheeks, eating the older mare's pussy out like a champ. I grinned as Lightning Streak shoved another couple inches inside. Yes, this was exactly what the Princess deserved.

It seemed to be what she wanted as well. She moaned deeply into Misty's pussy, making the other mare moan as well. And when Lightning pushed again from behind, she pushed back, wiggling her rump back and forth a little to help him slide deeper into her.

I grinned as I saw Lightning's thrusts grow stronger and more erratic. A good few inches of his massive shaft were still sticking out of the Princess's tightly stretched pussy, but I could already tell he wasn't going to make it long enough to get all the way inside her, if she was even capable of that.

And sure enough, after a couple more thrusts that hardly got him any more depth at all, Lightning let out a long, drawn-out groan. He froze in place, jammed in as deeply as he could go, and his tail began to twitch. The audience cheered again – they could surely see the underside of Lightning's cock throbbing just as well as I could. It pulsed against Princess Twilight's winking clit as he dumped the first load inside her.

Through it all, the Princess didn't give up on Misty Fly's pussy. She was showing admirable dedication to her task. Misty's moans kept growing louder and more frequent, even as a bit of white cream began to leak out between the Princess's pussy and Lightning's cock.

The next in line, Fire Streak, was already up on the stage and rock hard by the time Lightning Streak pulled out. Speedy as ever, Fire was on the Princess and plugging her pussy with his cock before Lighting's cum could even leak out of her. He shoved that cum back into her with the tip of his white-mottled cock, gliding in easily since she was so sloppy-wet and beacause he wasn't quite as big.

What he lacked in size, though, he made up for in sheer effort. He pounded into the Princess's pussy mercilessly, making his thighs slap against her ass cheeks. The Princess never stopped moaning now, though her pitiful little voice rose and fell with each time this new cock slid in and out of her. Even Misty's cries began to take on the same rhythm, with Princess Twilight plunging her tongue in and out with each of Fire's thrusts.

And before long, that was too much for poor Misty. She squealed and yanked on the reins, pulling the Princess's face tightly against her pussy as she sprayed mare cum into the Princess's mouth and eyes. Princess Twilight's moans stopped for a moment, muffled in Misty's squirting mound, even though Fire Streak kept at her from behind.

When Misty Fly staggered away from the Princess, all the fur on her inner thighs was soaked, not to mention the Princess's face. With a grin and a slipshod salute to the audience, she followed Lightning Streak's path back down to the seats.

I added an item to my mental to-do list: Arrange for the auditorium seats to be cleaned. One glance toward the audience showed me that Whiplash was ready to take his turn. Heck, even though Silver Zoom's turn wasn't up yet, he also sported a prominent boner – which he was already clopping. I just hoped he wouldn't cream himself before he made it up onto the stage.

Whiplash approached the Princess slowly, stroking his dark grey mustache, obviously enjoying the outfit. I was sure he'd realize where it had come from, but I didn't hear him complaining about it. Gently, almost reverently, he took hold of the Princess's reins.

Even as she rocked back and forth under Fire Streak's thrusts, she followed Whiplash's gentle tug, lowering her head as Whiplash reared up in front of her.

Whiplash's cock slid across the Princess's cheek, smearing the still-wet mare cum from Misty Fly. With a gasp, she tried to take it into her mouth, but Whiplash pulled the reins to the side, keeping her away from it. “Not yet,” he told her. “Slowly. Start here.” He nudged her downward until her nose touched the twin curves of his balls.

As the Princess dutifully serviced Whiplash's balls, Fire Streak only increased his pace. I could tell from his breathing that he was getting close, and I knew from personal experience that his load would be prodigious. Whether he just saved himself by not clopping or he was just naturally gifted, that stallion sure knew how to pump a mare full.

Whiplash began nudging Princess Twilight upward, having her lavish attention on every inch of his cock before she could get to the top and really take him in. By the time she made it up to Whiplash's medial ring, Fire Streak slammed himself in as deep as he could and held there, his hooves clenching against the Princess's frilly saddle. She moaned against Whiplash's cock as she was filled from behind ... and overfilled.

Cum squirted out between her and Fire, splattering all over the floor, her ass, and his crotch. And still the guy kept at it. I could see his balls clenching a little, squeezing together as they unloaded everything they had deep inside her. When he finally pulled out, a thick stream of white flowed down her inner thigh and her leg.

Not for long, though. Silver Zoom was close behind, and thankfully he was managing to keep his mouth shut, rather than making any stupid remarks. Without a moment's thought, he shoved himself into the Princess's well-used pussy. The other stallions' cum squished out around him, but he didn't pay it any mind. He just focused on enjoying the fresh, warm royal hole to fuck.

Whiplash seemed to have finally reached the point of no return as well. I could see his grey tip swelling wide, flaring in front of the Princess's face without ever having been inside her mouth. He rectified that quickly, though, shoving it between her love-slick lips. It had to squeeze down in order to fit, but he got it in. Dropping the reins, he instead grabbed onto the Princess's horn and began fucking her face in earnest.

He didn't get very far inside, and he didn't last for long. Mere moments later, he trembled and shook as his cock erupted inside Princess Twilight's throat. The Princess gagged and choked, but he didn't let her pull it out – she had to swallow every drop.

Lightweight. I rolled my eyes. I sure wouldn't have been gagging with only a few inches in my mouth, no matter how much cum there was. She needed practice.

Luckily, she was about to get some. Having seen Whiplash's performance, Silver Zoom pulled out as well. “I want her mouth, too!” he said, coming around and shoving himself in without any ceremony whatsoever. The other two stallions' cum still clung to the sides of his cock, but the Princess took it into her mouth without complaint, letting Silver go much deeper than Whiplash had. Maybe the extra cum and juices gave her the extra lube she needed...

Silver taking her face again left an opening for somepony else to come up, though. And that ended up being Misty Fly, since she was first in line, after all.

I was curious to see what she would do, since Princess Twilight's mouth was otherwise occupied. What I saw honestly impressed me.

Misty fluttered up to hover above the Princess, then carefully lowered herself down on the alicorn's horn. That horn was a bit bigger than a normal unicorn's, and sharper, too. I would have been worried about taking it inside me, but Misty did it with a deftness that hinted at years of practice. She hummed to herself as the tip of it pressed between her pussy lips and entered her slit.

The Princess gasped around Silver's cock at the unexpected feeling. With her blindfold on, there wasn't much chance that she'd seen it coming. I almost wished I had a horn, just so I could know what that felt like. I bet it was warm. Already, Misty's juices leaked down, following the horn's spiral pattern and soaking into the Princess's mane. She bottomed out in no time, making the royal horn disappear entirely.

Grinning, Silver Zoom let go of Princess Twilight's halter and instead grabbed Misty's hips. Harder and harder, he started thrusting into the Princess's throat, as if he was actually humping into Misty's pussy.

From the way Misty moaned, he might as well have been. “Mmm, yeah!” she said. “Fuck her face harder! I can feel it through her horn every time you bottom out!”

He shoved himself in up to his medial ring. The Princess gagged on her throat full of pony cock, but no one in the room cared.

At least I didn't. What I saw was an opportunity: “Who's next up? I don't see any reason why that royal cunt should be empty, so somepony had better step up to the occasion.”

In no time, Lightning Streak was up there for his second round. This time, his gigantic cock slipped inside her with relative ease, and he went deep. With one massive thrust, he nearly bottomed out inside her. With the next, he did manage to hilt himself in the Princess. Mixed cum squeezed out around the base of his cock as her pussy was filled up completely to its limits.

Relaxing and enjoying the show, I began hoofing myself a bit. Not really intending to reach orgasm or anything, but just to heighten the experience a little.

With almost no warning, Silver Zoom busted his nut inside the Princess's throat, making her choke even more. Whether from sympathy for her plight or maybe just the desire to see it happen, he pulled out, his flare popping free just as another stream of cum jetted out. Her gaping mouth was filled and her cute purple face was plastered with streaks of white.

And as soon as he pulled away, both Whiplash and Fire Streak were there to take his place.

I didn't bother pointing out that there were four ponies fucking the Princess now, when at first I had told them only two at a time. I'd known it would eventually become a free-for-all. That was half the fun, anyway, breaking the rules.

The Princess let the two stallions share her mouth, and she did pretty well keeping them both satisfied, given how difficult it must have been to switch between them while blindfolded. Did she even know whose cock she had in her mouth? Did it matter to her?

It sure didn't matter to me. I was just entertained to see her stuffed full of stallion meat from both sides, with her horn still being claimed by Misty's pussy.

Time and time again, my best flyers emptied themselves into the Princess. Both her mouth and her pussy ran white, not to mention how a few stallions who had been bold enough to paint her tail hole white as well. And then she'd sucked them off again. I wondered if she knew which ones they'd been, from the taste. My hoof sped faster against my pussy. The Princess might not be my type, but seeing all my best flyers performing at their sexual peak was turning me on more than a little, I had to admit.

Misty Fly squealed, her hind legs clamping down around Princess Twilight's head as her pussy clamped down on the alicorn's horn. Her well-toned yellow ass cheeks clenched and spasmed against the Princess's mane as a fresh wave of mare cum soaked into it.

“Ha! Nice work, Misty,” Silver hoof-bumped Misty Fly as she wearily lifted herself off of the Princess's head. “She looks better with a wet mane!”

Only Fire Streak laughed – the other two stallions were too busy with Princess Twilight. Lightning Streak was trying to stretch the poor mare's throat around his girthy shaft, and Whiplash was enjoying his first turn with her soupy-wet pussy.

But I chuckled to myself a little. Maybe sometimes it was good that Silver couldn't keep his mouth shut...

Once Whiplash finished again and added his contribution to the mixture in the Princess's pussy, Lightning gave up on her mouth and took his place back there, once again filling her to the brim and sending a fresh wave of sticky white down the Princess's hind legs as his cock displaced most of the cum filling her up.

Before Fire Streak could plant his half-hard cock against the Princess's lips and get worked up into another go, Misty Fly blocked him with a hoof. She stood in front of Princess Twilight and addressed her directly. “Do you have any contraceptive spells? I want that tongue of yours again, but you've got half the squad's cum in your mouth, and I'm not ready to settle down and raise a family just yet.”

The Princess nodded, and her horn began to glow. It paused for a few moments as Lightning hit his peak and came inside her, but she quickly recovered and finished casting the spell.

The moment it was done, Misty Fly yanked down on the reins, forcing Princess Twilight's face down to the ground. The Princess's rump still stuck up in the air, which Silver Zoom came in to take full advantage of, but she barely even seemed to notice when he found the warm hole he was looking for and pushed himself in.

Instead, she focused on Misty's pussy as the pegasus mare laid it out, spreading her hind legs out across the floor. Silver's thrusts helped the Princess reach her goal, and they helped her smear the whole squad's sexual fluids over Misty's inner folds. Misty Fly dropped the reins in favor of using a grip on the Princess's horn to control her, and she started humping up into the Princess's face almost as if she had a cock to face-fuck her with.

Two more stallions took their turns with Princess Twilight's hind end before Misty Fly finally squeezed out her love-squeal and pulled Princess Twilight's messy face tight against her pussy. And that only made her royal face a little bit messier.

It was getting to me now. I was starting to sweat, and my own pussy was winking and dripping over my hoof. I may have progressed a bit too far along the path of arousal to make good decisions and control myself.

But why shouldn't I partake? Nopony would think less of me, and the Princess was right there for me to use as I wished... Still, it would be better for my ego if Princess Twilight didn't know. After all, I'd already told her that she wasn't my type, that I had no reason to want her when I had so many better prospects.

I crept up to Misty Fly's side and whispered my plan into her ear.

She nodded, and as I slipped into position, she pulled Princess Twilight's reins down for me. “That was good, but I want another!”

I couldn't help but grin as Twilight dutifully lowered her stained muzzle between my legs. I wasn't worried about the dollops of cum on her lips, and I didn't need any fancy unicorn spells for it – I always kept myself dosed with certain zebra herbs, just so I'd never have to worry if an opportunity presented itself ... maybe even an opportunity like this one.

The moment Princess Twilight's tongue slipped between my pussy lips, though, she pulled back and looked up at me, as if she could see me through the blindfold. “Spitfire?”

I blinked. “But... How did you know?”

Princess Twilight smiled back at me, even as her head jerked back and forth from the way Fire Streak was pounding her from behind. She actually blushed, after all she'd just been through. “The taste... I'll never forget that taste.”

“You're still not my type,” I reminded her.

She nodded, and instead of making some quip I would have hated her for, she lowered her head back down and began gently licking up and down my slit.

That would have been fine if she was just trying to get me warmed up, but thanks to my hoofwork earlier, I was way beyond that stage. I grabbed the Princess' horn – it was still slick with Misty's juices – and I shoved her muzzle into my cunt. “Eat it,” I told her. “Eat it like you're kissing your precious Celestia!”

That name sent a jolt through the Princess, one that I could feel through my clit. And it must have flipped something inside her head, because from that moment on, she went at my pussy mercilessly. Her tongue seemed to be everywhere inside and outside of me, her lips suckled on my winking clit, and her eager moans were far more intense than Whiplash's long, leisurely thrusts into her pussy should have warranted. She had no subtlety, none at all, but she just went at it with such a vigor that I...

My breath caught in my throat as I felt my body clenching down on her tongue. No, not yet ... I can't already be that close, it's not possible!

Oh, but I was! That unmistakable electric explosion rocked through me, shooting up from my pussy to every inch of my body. I stifled my scream into just a loud moan, but there was no holding back as I added my own wet contribution to the mess on Princess Twilight's face.

The Princess squealed into my pussy as well. Her body shook with what I could swear must have been her first orgasm of the night, though I had no idea how she'd held out so long. Whiplash grunted as her inner walls squeezed around his cock, but he managed to keep slowly thrusting right on through it, without even getting off himself.

Gasping for breath, I reached down and pulled Princess Twilight's blindfold up over her eyes. The narrow band it had been covering was the only part of her face that was still clean. And her purple eyes glittered up at me with such ... such ... love. Woah. Was that for me, or was that just because I'd mentioned Princess Celestia?

Shaking myself out of it, I darted back and let Lightning Streak wipe that look off her face with his giant cock. The Princess suckled his tip dutifully, but her eyes stayed on me.

I shook my head. I didn't have time for mushy sentimental stuff. I'd only wanted to get my rocks off, and her mouth had been a convenient way to do it. I glanced at the clock in the back of the auditorium. Nearly fifteen hundred. This whole thing was only supposed to have taken only one hour, and that wasn't even counting all the cleaning-up we'd all have to do afterward. The whole day's schedule would be shot.

Looking back at the Princess, though... I knew this was worth messing up a day's training regimen. Still, we needed to wrap it up. Misty fly was nearly passed out, leaning against the wall, and my prize stallions were all beginning to look a little limp.

“Last round,” I told them. “Make it count and paint this pretty pony princess white!”

The idea of it seemed to breathe a little new life into them. Whiplash pulled out almost immediately, laying his cock down between the Princess's ass cheeks and letting loose a final torrent of cum that shot up and then splattered down all over her back and her tail. He covered his own fancy saddle with it – I was glad he was the one to do that, so there wouldn't be any complaints from him later about somepony else messing up his stuff.

Sensing that this was his last chance, Lightning Streak shoved his super-sized cock deeper inside the Princess's mouth. Maybe because he wasn't pumped up as hard as before, or maybe just from a feat of strength, he suddenly managed to push himself all the way inside. The Princess's eyes opened wide as her throat bulged open, but there was nothing she could do but take it.

Fire Streak took Whiplash's place inside the Princess's pussy, his rapid thrusts stirring up the soup of mixed cum inside her. Silver Zoom, though, didn't even bother trying to find an opening. He just stood on his hind legs next to her, jerking himself off furiously.

Though I would have expected Lightning Streak to crack first, Fire Streak was the next to finish. He pulled out of her and took hold of his own cock, using it to spew his gooey white seed all over the curves of her ass, landing thick strands across her cutie marks, filling the space between her cheeks, and letting it all run down to join the enormous mess already matting down the fur of her back legs.

Lightning Streak followed a minute later. He yanked his cock out of the Princess's mouth, but his flare stuck between her lips, and his first heavy spurt shot straight down her throat. He managed to pry it out in time for the next, though, and he used it to coat the Princess's face with yet another layer of cum. Without the blindfold now, some of it managed to paste her eyelid closed while the rest of it dribbled down her horn, into her mane, and over her neck.

From the size of his flare, I could tell that Silver was close as well. But his approach was a bit more unorthodox. With his free hoof, he reached out and shoved the Princess over. With her legs tied so closely together, she couldn't keep her balance, and she toppled onto her side. After just a few more strokes, he got himself off, and he used the opportunity to unload his wad onto Princess Twilight's still-untouched belly. He stretched thick ropes of cum all the way from her chest down to her teats, and for one final go, he wiped his dribbling cock off on her tightly-folded wing.

For a long moment, everypony just stayed where they were, catching their breath. The Princess's breathing sounded a little ragged, but I was sure that she'd be okay. Alicorns were tough.

Still ... whew. That was something, alright. Even a mare as experienced as I was could admit that much. It was once in a lifetime, and I was glad now that I'd played a part in it. I probably would have regretted it later if I'd only sat back and watched.

I gave them a moment longer to collect themselves, but waiting around wasn't really my leadership style, and we did have a lot to do if we were going to keep our schedule somewhat intact today. “Okay, everypony. Good work, and I hope you enjoyed your reward. But we're not done for today. So get yourselves showered, again, and meet me on the flight line in fresh service uniforms by sixteen twenty.” I pointed to my favorite problem child of the day. “Silver Zoom, since you're such a talker, it's your job to make sure that Wind Waker and Fleetfoot also hear about that and show up on time.”

He saluted sharply, though it was marred somewhat by a glob of his own cum stuck to his hoof. “Yes Ma'am!”

“Dismissed!”

In a messy blur, all of them rushed off, which just left me and Twilight alone in the auditorium.

Slowly, I walked over. One of her eyes was covered by the blindfold – it must have slipped back down when she fell. The other eye was still closed and covered in cum. I wiped it off for her, smearing some on my hoof, but what did it matter at this point? I was going to need a shower either way. With a shrug, I licked it off my hoof. Yep, that was definitely Lightning Streak's. His was always extra salty for some reason, which I knew because he often sought me out – I was the only mare any of us knew who could deep-throat him reliably.

Princess Twilight looked up at me again, blatantly desperate for approval.

I gave her a curt nod. “That will do.”

She smiled through the cum on her lips, and then her horn began to glow. The ropes untied themselves, the saddle's cinch loosened, and the halter unbuckled. Wearily, the Princess stood up. She was still dripping, she reeked of sex, and she stood in a huge puddle of half a dozen different ponies' bodily fluids, but she looked triumphant despite it all. “That's it,” she said. “I've done it. I've done everything Princess Celestia told me to do, and now I've repaid my debt in full. Now I can finally go back to her without any shame.”

“Good for you, I guess.” I looked pointedly over her sticky-wet body. “You should probably get a shower first, though.”

She looked down at herself as well. “Oh... Right.”

“You can use one of the guest suites. They take up the whole third floor above the mess hall. You can't miss it.”

“Thank you.” She looked at me again, bashfully. How could she still be bashful after everything I'd just seen her do? “Thank you for everything, Spitfire.”

I scoffed. “Thank my team, not me. Now excuse me please, Your Highness, but I do have a lot of work to get done.”

“Of course.” With a flash, Princess Twilight disappeared, teleporting away ... presumably to one of the guest suites' showers.

I took a deep breath and looked around the auditorium. What a literal clusterfuck! The janitorial staff was not going to be happy when they found this. It would be good of me to clean it up for them, but I just didn't have the time, not if I was going to keep up with the veterans' training regimen despite having my Vice-Captain on vacation in Las Pegasus. It would just have to be that way, and I'd just have to find some way to make it up to them later. I had a shower of my own to get to.

Twilight Sparkle landed on the Sun Princess's private balcony just as the last colors of sunset were fading from the sky. She was immaculately cleaned and groomed, although she smelled of the Wonderbolt Academy's institutionally inspired pine-scent soap instead of her usual lavender mane conditioner.

Princess Celestia wasn't there yet, of course. She would still be catching up with her sister after they worked together to lower the sun and raise the moon. But before long, she would be coming back to her chambers, where she would unexpectedly meet her favorite...

Student? Hardly. Protege? Sort of, but not really anymore. Co-ruler? In name only, really, and there was so much more to it than that. Lover? In a technical sense, perhaps, but that might be stretching things too far. Baby momma? Twilight giggled to herself. Hopefully that last one wouldn't end up being the best fit.

Well, finding out where she fit in now was one of the reasons she'd come. It would all be answered soon.

Soon wasn't soon enough, of course. The minutes crawled by as if they had delusions of grandeur and were pretending to be hours. She paced back and forth across the balcony, carefully coaching herself not to grow resentful at the delay. After all, Princess Celestia didn't even know she was here yet.

And then the Princess arrived. The interior door of the chambers opened and closed. There were a few moments of quiet before her soothing voice came from inside: “I know you're out there, Twilight. Please, come in.”

The tiredness of a long day's work was evident in Celestia's eyes, but she welcomed Twilight into her chambers with a loving smile all the same. Twilight nodded meekly and made herself at home on the rug she always used to curl up with her mentor on when they would read ancient stories together. The slight limp in her step didn't escape her former mentor's notice.

“I presume, since you've come to see me outside of official channels, you have something of a personal nature to speak with me about?”

Twilight nodded. “I've done it. With all three of them. I told each of them exactly what happened, and I've done everything they asked me to do in order to make it up to them. I've completed the tasks you set out for me.”

“Good, good.”

“And, well, I'm wondering where that leaves us...”

Princess Celestia raised an eyebrow teasingly. “In regards to...?”

“To, well, you know... Us. Me and you.”

“Well, you've paid your debt, obviously. As long as you keep your impulses under control from now on, all is forgiven.”

“No, I mean ... you know, where do we stand romantically?”

Celestia came closer, almost too close. “Romantically? Do you mean to say that what happened the last occasion you stopped time was something more than just carnal attraction?”

Twilight gulped, her back trembling and her legs locking in place. She couldn't bring herself to say it.

“Twilight?”

Finally snapping out of it, Twilight held a hoof to her chest and took a deep, deep breath. Only then could she look back up at Celestia again. “May I show you something?”

“Of course you may.”

“This is my favorite thing in the whole world – it's what keeps me warm on the inside, and it's what kept me going through this whole ordeal.” Barely daring to run the glyphs through her head, Twilight performed Plum Pipette's Perfect Pony Pregnancy Probe spell one more time. A glowing window into her own body appeared above her, enlarged many times bigger than reality. Inside the warm red of her own womb were two oddly-shaped dots, each one firmly implanted against its walls. One dot was pink, and the other dot was blue. Most of the rest was still filled with a white haze that didn't bear thinking about.

Princess Celestia stared at the projection, her eyes opening wide. “T-Twilight? Is that what I think it is?”

“Twins... A filly and a colt, both of them developing normally. They're yours... Uh, I mean ours.”

“Oh Twilight!” Celestia darted forward and swept Twilight up into her hooves. The magically projected image dissipated into thin air as Twilight's concentration was broken. With a gentle nudge of her hoof, Celestia raised Twilight's face to her own.

The kiss came as if it were the most natural thing in the world. Slow, deep, and passionate, it stretched on for long minutes that neither princess would never regret and never forget.

When their lips finally separated, they stayed nose-to-nose. Celestia gazed deep into Twilight's eyes. “You really do love me, don't you?”

“I do.” Twilight smiled warmly. “I love you, Celestia.”

The second kiss came faster and lasted longer. Neither of them seemed to be able to get enough of the other. It was almost as if they'd found a different way to stop time, an opposite way, where time stood still for them even as it slipped by everywhere else in the world.

“You have no idea how long I've wished to hear you say that! Oh what a glorious day!”

“So, we can be together...?” How fragile Twilight's heart looked when she held it out for her lover like that!

“Yes! Yes and forever!” Celestia kissed her again. “I love you, too, Twilight. I have ever since you came into my life. I've never dared to say it before, but I cannot hide it any longer.”

Twilight's face drew grim. “Oh, right... The scandal. The co-ruler of all Equestria having an affair with the student she raised from a little foal? The world's foremost teacher 'molesting' her innocent student? I guess we'll have to keep on hiding it, there's no way we can risk—”

Celestia squeezed her tight. “To Tartarus with the scandal! In a few months, the nobles will find something else to gossip about, and we'll still have each other.”

“Do you mean...”

“Yes. I won't have my two beautiful twin foals growing up as bastards, and I won't have you being my secret mistress. We will announce our engagement at tomorrow's day court ... if you'll have me.”

Twilight actually glowed. “Yes! Of course yes!”

“Wonderful! ... It does pose certain difficulties, though.” Celestia gave one of her subtly mischievous half-grins. “I think we may need to recruit the help of my sister in order to find a goldsmith who will be awake at this hour and capable of making a pair of rings sized for two alicorn horns before the day court opens in the morning.”

Twilight kissed her again. “This is really happening, isn't it?”

Stroking the smaller alicorn's mane behind her neck, Celestia leaned in and nuzzled her cheek. “Yes, yes it is. And I couldn't be happier.”