Author's Notes:

This chapter features M/m sex, Male Dom, BDSM, Trans Pony - Male to Female, Interspecies - Griffon & Pony, Crossdressing, Chastity, Orgasm Denial, Oral, Anal, Rough Sex and lots of love and snuggles.

It's the day after Nightmare Night, and Blackbeak and Cloudy Skies are facing the consequences for spiking the punch. After that though, Cloudy Skies faces some consequences of her own.

Silence.

But for the ticking of the clock on the wall, silence pervaded the office. For a long time, none of the three occupants said anything. Not that Starlight Glimmer minded all that much. She could play this game. Casually, ignoring the two students sat opposite her, she watered her beloved pot plant, Phyllis, with a spray bottle and she adjusted her papers on her desk.

Still, the silence continued.

Blackbeak, who was sat to the guidance counsellor’s right, was happy to look anywhere other than at the unicorn behind the desk and the pegasus to his left. The tall muscular griffon opened and closed his beak – which was black as his name suggested – in time with his breathing and found the map of Equestria on the right wall very interesting indeed.

On Blackbeak’s left, Cloudy Skies sat in silence. Unlike the griffon’s awkward silence though, hers was quite comfortable. The sky-blue mare sat with her hands in her lap, not making a crease in the long pastel pink dress she wore. The reason for her silence though was the black leash that matched the black collar she wore around her slender neck and which was folded on itself and which she held in her mouth.

Eventually, after hearing her clock ticking away for another ten minutes, Starlight Glimmer became bored. She had work to see and Trixie to do. Shuffling her papers one last time, she turned her attention to the dark brown griffon sat to her left. “So, Mr. Blackbeak,” she let his name hang in the air for just a moment, “I hear the Nightmare Night celebrations in the gymnasium were a success?” A noncommittal shrug from the powerfully built griffon greeted her somewhat rhetorical question, “However, a Miss…Cloudburst, has filed a complaint. Directed at the both of you.”

For a second time, Blackbeak shrugged, “I'm not surprised,” he said as he looked down at the stonewashed denim shorts he wore, “She's still upset that my Cloudy has bigger boobs than she does.” He cast a glance at his mare and took a moment to appreciate her perky C cup breasts hidden by the thin material of the dress.

Laughing suddenly, Cloudy Skies spat out her leash, “The ironing board in our dorm room has bigger boobs than CB!” the laughing mare ignored the look she got from Blackbeak. Yes, she had spoken without permission – that was the whole point he had made her carry the leash in her mouth – but the opportunity to have a laugh at her good friend’s expense was too good to pass up. Plus, she knew her Master liked it when she was naughty.

“Okay,” Starlight took a moment to rub the bridge of her nose between her thumb and forefinger, “So who told her that rubbing the 'special' punch on them would make them grow?”

Again, Blackbeak glanced over at Cloudy Skies, but this time the sky blue mare looked around at the walls in an attempt to avoid the griffon’s piercing green eyes and the counsellor’s scrutinous gaze like she was trying to see who they were looking at, then she giggled, unable to keep up the charade for much longer. “Seafoam was helping Starry Sky to her dorm,” she explained, “CB was on her own. I told her it was enchanted breast cream.”

It had been the finest Griffonstone tequila, so she hadn’t been far off the mark.

“I'm not sure what had her more upset,” Starlight said with a deep sigh. It was too early in the morning to be dealing with teenagers and teenage pranks. “That the 'cream' didn't work or that nocreature reported her topless…” the unicorn then prepared her trap and aimed it squarely at Blackbeak. He had form, after all. “Or that the tequila you used was a cheap brand.”

“Cheap?” Blackbeak blustered, finally looking Starlight Glimmer in the eyes, “Cheap? I spent fifty bits on that bottle!”

Starlight treated the griffon to her very best smug grin. The kind of smug grin she gave Mistress Trixie when she wanted to be a naughty Glimmy. “You are so busted.”

Too late, Blackbeak realised his mistake. “Shit...”

“Master, you are sooooooo busted,” Cloudy Skies giggled, more so at the way her dominant griffon facepalmed into his clawed hand and the way he had been busted than at the fact he was guilty in the first place, “I think CB was more upset about the first two of those, Counsellor Starlight, then again, she was upset again when Seafoam came back and caught her drinking.” She did feel guilty herself about the last bit, especially now she knew her friend was pregnant.

“Now for the penalty phase,” Starlight announced with no small amount of satisfaction in her voice, “I'm thinking one month of keeping the school library clean. Starting today. Especially those pesky stains some students leave in the furniture.” She paused to savour the moment of victory as she watched Blackbeak run both of his palms down his feathered face. “Oh, and Miss Skies may observe you clean, but h…she cannot help.”

Starlight breathed a sigh, for she had almost committed a rather severe and unforgivable social faux pas.

“Bwaaaaah hahaha!” Cloudy Skies burst out laughing in her seat because she knew for a fact that her Master would have to clean up Seafoam's jizz stains. Instantly, she saw an opportunity to be even more naughty than before. She was going to take it, now that it presented itself.

“Can I at least stop...”

“The library is open to all students,” Starlight cut across Blackbeak, interrupting him before he could finish his sentence, “I'm sure what they are doing is studying, and nothing else. Now, that being said, you can keep ponies and others out during non-standard hours. While you clean those bookcases. And those stained seats.”

Seizing her chance with both hands, Cloudy Skies looked over at Blackbeak and she grinned, “I must remind CB to do lots and lots of studying over the next month, Celestia knows she needs it…”

Even before his marefriend had stopped speaking, Blackbeak gave the sky blue pegasus the universal 'you're in so much trouble' look, a look he had perfected in his time as her dominant. Starlight, who was not ignorant of that ‘look’, having received one like it from Trixie many times, decided to fuel the fire. As a fellow submissive, it was the least she could do. “It’s good that you encourage others to study, Miss Skies. Don't forget to help your Master to study in the library, too.”

“Thank you, Counsellor Starlight,” Cloudy Skies returned the look with the most innocent smile she could muster, “I'll make sure he gets some hard study time.” She made sure to place a hard emphasis on the word ‘heavy’. “Um, was there anything else?”

Starlight had to try very hard to keep from snickering at the eighteen-year-old mare’s dirty joke. She just succeeded. “Next time you want to spike the punch, do it at Sugarcube Corner, but make sure Pinkie hasn't done it already,” she giggled, “Or not.”

“I'll make sure my Master remembers,” Cloudy Skies stood up to leave, at the same time smoothing out her pastel pink dress and holding the leash in her delicate hands, “By the way, I love those earrings Miss Trixie got you.”

“Sure thing, Counsellor,” Blackbeak stood up, and he seemed to fill the whole office with his muscular six-foot six frame, “Of course, you could...”

Starlight Glimmer levelled her very best no-nonsense glare at the tall powerfully built griffon, “No, the no alcohol rule is not being lifted. Anywhere on campus.”

“Not even in your desk?” Blackbeak asked impertinently, causing the unicorn’s eyes to narrow dangerously to slits, a sign that even he could read that he had gone too far. “Yeah, I best be going.”

As they left her office, Starlight gave both of the students a wave, though it was directed mostly at the pegasus. “Thank you, Miss Skies,” her hand that wasn’t waving found its way to the three earrings she wore in her right ear. Trixie preferred them over a collar for her. “Have fun with your punishment, Mr. Blackbeak.”

Outside in the thankfully empty hallway, Cloudy Skies turned on her lover as soon as she had closed the office door behind her, “Well, that could have gone a lot worse.”

“Worse?” Blackbeak groused, “Worse? I got a month of cleaning up Foamy and CB’s cum stains!” when he saw the very serious glint in his pet’s blue eyes though, he sighed in defeat, “Yeah, expulsion would have been bad.”

“Expulsion would mean you getting sent back to Griffonstone,” she said, before lifting herself up on the very tips of her hooves so she could kiss his black beak. “I don't want that.”

Though he smiled down at her, he went to the side and affectionately nipped her ear, “You're still in trouble, pet.”

“Fun trouble, I hope?” Cloudy Skies asked, handing him back the handle of her leash, “Or the kind of trouble that CB's in after Seafoam caught her drinking the punch last night?”

“Double fun trouble,” Blackbeak affirmed as he slipped the handle over his clawed hand and gripped it tightly, “First is what you're hoping for. Second is sitting in those library chairs before I clean them.”

“Poor Cloudburst,” Cloudy Skies sighed, “I do hope she learns at some point.” Despite what she said, she highly doubted her friend would actually learn. Deciding to not think about that for the moment, she slid her hand into the griffon’s much larger scaly claw. “You know...” her voice turned sultry, “If you're feeling generous, you could always unlock me…”

Smirking, Blackbeak led his pet by the hand and by the leash through the school until they were stood by the fountain in the front courtyard. “You sure you want me to unlock you?”

Cloudy Skies shot a quick look down her front, picturing the metal lock that was secured tightly around her sheath that was hidden from view by her thin white panties and her dress, “It has been a month, Master.”

Blackbeak’s smirk only got wider when he saw her trying her puppy dog eyes on him. He had been with her long enough to be immune to them by now. “Okay then, just lift up your dress do I can get to it.”

“O-Out h-here?” Cloudy Skies stuttered, and the transitioning pegasus was suddenly and very acutely aware of all the students milling around in the fountain square. Earth ponies, unicorns, changelings, hippogriffs and yaks, the courtyard was instantly full of them and it seemed like they were all staring intently at her!

Stood before his mare, Blackbeak tapped his foot ‘impatiently’ on the cobbled floor to hurry her along. The griffon was well aware of the illusion she wished to keep up, and he wasn’t above using her stallionhood against her. “You did say now,” he said, looking at his watch, “But, if you want to wait…”

The poor pegasus actually did think about it. It had been a month since her Master had locked her cock away, and she did want release, but not stood by the fountain! She had been his pet long enough to know he would do it too. But then everycreature would know, wouldn’t they? “I um...I believe I'll wait Master, please, until the next time you feel generous.”

Smirking in his victory, Blackbeak took his mare's hand and turned his back on the fountain, signifying her chance was past. “Don't know when that will be, pet. Could be a few days or maybe even next month...” he left that hanging in the air as he led her back through the school.

Walking alongside her lover and Master, Cloudy Skies decided it was a good idea to keep her mouth shut. She could tell by the way they were taking that they were headed back to their dorm room, and while she was quiet, she maintained a healthy blush all the way there. She hated the way Blackbeak could play her like that, as much as she loved him. At the door to their dorm, she paused and glanced down the hall to Seafoam and Cloudburst’s closed door. “Master,” she said finally, “Do you mind if I just check on CB real quick?”

The griffon didn’t mind at all. The couple were his oldest friends this side of Griffonstone, after all. “Open up.”

“Yes Master,” obediently, Cloudy Skies opened her mouth.

Slipping the handle of the leash from his hand, Blackbeak bundled it up and placed the leash in his mare's mouth. “Close.” When she closed her mouth, he shooed her off with his hands while he turned to enter their room.

Smiling around the black leash in her mouth, Cloudy Skies trotted off down the hallway to Seafoam and Cloudburst’s room. On the way she waved at a couple of shocked students who gave her wary looks, not that she cared about them, and she knocked politely on the door. “Who is it?” came Seafoam’s voice a moment later.

“It's Cloudy!” was what she wanted to say, though what came out around the leash was nothing but a loud muffled noise.

“Come in,” the hippogriff called through the door, “And be quick to close the door behind you.”

Cloudy Skies opened the door and she quickly entered the dorm room. The first thing that greeted her was the smell of sex and arousal that hung heavy in the air like a physical being. The second thing she noticed was Cloudburst laid naked on the bed, naked but for the collar and blindfold she wore, spread eagle on her belly. The third thing, related to the second, was Seafoam sat at the foot of the bed using his wingtips to mercilessly tease the bound pegasus between her open legs. “Oh.” The sight made Cloudy’s wings stand up fully erect, “Oh my goodness!”

“Where’s the leash holder?” asked Seafoam, not stopping what he was doing with the tips of his primary feathers. He did so love the little whimpers and mewls his bound pet was making.

“Master Blackbeak is waiting for me in our dorm,” Cloudy Skies replied, though she didn’t take her eyes off of the clearly frustrated mare on the bed. She guessed, correctly, that this was her punishment for the night before.

“What brings you here?” Seafoam asked with a smile, as he used his left wingtip to stroke soft circles around Cloudburst’s anus and his right made torturously slow and delicate motions up and down her sopping wet labia, “Need to tickle Cloudy, Cloudy?”

“I uh...” Cloudy Skies shuffled uncomfortably from hoof to hoof as the submissive pegasus drank in the scene before her eyes. The part of her that had been locked up for the past month was straining hard against its tight metal cage. “I wanted to make sure we were still cool, Seafoam. You…”

“Master pleeeeeease!” Cloudburst interrupted her friend with a scream as she squirmed and writhed desperately on the bed, helpless as hooked worm, “I said I was sooooorry!”

“You were in a really bad mood when you dragged CB out the gym last night,” Cloudy Skies finished her sentence like she had never been interrupted.

“Has Counsellor Starlight sorted it out?”

“She has,” she confirmed, toying with the leash in her hands in an attempt to distract herself from the very sexy scene, “Blacky has got to clean the seats in the library for the next month. I get to help by making sure they need cleaning!”

“Maybe we can assist you in that. As for this one,” Seafoam paused while he ran the tip of his largest feather agonisingly slowly up the centre of his pet’s dripping wet slit, all the while being careful not to get her off just yet, “She isn't supposed to show off the girls without my permission.”

Cloudy Skies wrung her hands together so hard she almost tied herself up in the leash, “I do feel kinda bad about that, Foamy, I didn't know she was expecting when I offered her the punch.”

Cloudburst bucked her hips upwards in a vain fruitless attempt to get her lover’s feather inside her wet tunnel as she added to the growing puddle of her juices that spread out under her legs, “Master pleeeease, I neeeeed to cum! Please!”

“By the way...how long have you been punishing her?”

“Pfft,” Seafoam shrugged and used both wingtips to ever so gently caress Cloudburst’s labia, which were bloated and puffy from the extended period of teasing and denial, “Not long,” he glanced up at clock, “About seventy two minutes now.”

“What's her record before this?”

“Eighty-nine minutes. I'm going for ninety today,” Seafoam said, though his voice was drowned out by the loud frustrated moan that came from his mare. Idly he wondered if he should have gagged her as well as blindfolding her.

“You’re going for a new set of bedsheets too, by the looks of it,” Cloudy Skies giggled, “So...are we good?”

“Yeah, we're good. It's okay if you let Beaky know CB here will be doing some 'time outs' in a variety of library chairs.”

“Oh good,” Cloudy Skies wafted herself with her free hand and dearly wished her stallionhood wasn’t locked up, “I was going to suggest that. CB does need to study,” she took a step closer to the bound pegasus writhing desperately on the bed, “Can I have a quick tickle before I go?”

“Sure,” Seafoam moved aside to give his submissive friend some room, “I won't even fault you if you set her off. I can try for the record another day, I'm sure she'll give me cause.”

Extending her wings, Cloudy Skies used her right wingtip to gently stroke Cloudburst's hooves and the left wingtip to stroke figure of eights around her asshole and her marehood. In a second, the ever so delicate motions made Cloudburst whine and moan. While she would have loved to carry on, Cloudy Skies knew it was unlikely her friend would be able to last with both her slit and her hooves in play. “I’m sorry CB,” she said as she ever so gently caressed her friend’s hooves for a few more seconds before backing away, “But I must be going.”

“Blacky got you locked up again?” Seafoam asked with a knowing smile as he slid back into his position at the foot of the bed.

“For a month now,” Cloudy Skies replied with a pained expression on her face. She had practically forgotten what an erection felt like. “Master was going to unlock me, but outside, at the fountain. I uh...well, you guys are the exhibitionists, not me.”

Returning his attention, and his feathers, to torturing his pet’s hard exposed clitoris, Seafoam snickered at the equally desperate mare stood by the door, “I think that was just a test of your desperation. Just like this one here is acting all desperate.”

“You might be right. Anyway, I should be going. Good luck, CB.”

~ ~ ~

Blackbeak was ready and waiting when Cloudy Skies entered their dorm room. The griffon was sat in his black leather reclining chair sipping at a glass of cold water, wearing just his denim shorts. The white tee was folded neatly on the table. “How are CB and Foamy doing?”

Cloudy Skies had her leash hanging loose from her mouth when she walked in, sure that her boyfriend had noticed, though he gave no sign of it. “Seafoam is cool with us; CB is just about holding on. I'd give her about fifteen minutes or so.”

“Holding on, wha…” Blackbeak asked, and as soon as he did, the answer came to him almost immediately, “Oh, Foamy is teasing her. Again.” He laughed, for he had witnessed the way the hippogriff was able to keep Cloudburst on the edge of orgasm for so long. “Your blush at the fountain was really cute, by the way.”

On cue, Cloudy Skies blushed again, so much so that the sky-blue mare seemed to blend in with her pink dress. “You do that every time, Master!” she pouted, albeit playfully.

As much as he loved the colour of his mare’s cheeks, he needed her for something else right then. “I need some ‘in me time’,” he stated as he beckoned her over to him with his index finger, “Strip.”

“Yes Master,” over by the bed, Cloudy Skies quickly slipped her pastel pink dress over her head and at the same time she slid her hooves out of her heeled horseshoes. Clad in just her white stockings, her collar and sheath lock, she bent over and made an exaggerated show of rolling her stockings down her slender legs one at a time.

By the time his mare was out of her clothes, Blackbeak had shed his shorts and his boxers. “The collar stays but come here so I can remove the lock.”

“Thank you, Master!” Cloudy Skies saw the key on the table next to her lover and it was all she could do to not run right over there. But, she was a lady. She swayed her hips all sexy on the walk over, her breasts jiggling with each step she took. When she was in front of him, she stood with her legs apart and her hands behind her back.

Blackbeak started slow, with a tender kiss, before he moved down with his hands to fondle Cloudy Skies’ breasts. He took a moment to appreciate her natural C cups with his talons and his beak as his hands moved ever lower down her slender feminine body. Once he reached the metal lock, he had it undone in seconds and his beak went swiftly south. “I know you want to go all the way, my love, and I support you in this, but a toy will never compare to this…”

“Aaaaaahn…” Cloudy Skies moaned in sheer pleasure. She didn’t know what felt better, being released from her month-long captivity or growing erect in her Master’s beak. She had her hands on the dark brown feathers at the back of his head, and she felt her rapidly stiffening member getting harder in the griffon’s beak until it reached its full seven-inch length, which was small even for a pegasus. “I...I know you doooOOOO!” she blushed again, this time because Blackbeak was one of the few that did support her, certainly her parents did not.

Blackbeak moved his beak slowly over his lady’s cock, at the same time cupping her atrophied balls in his hand. As he bobbed his head back and forth, he slathered his tongue all over her modest shaft.

Cloudy Skies was in heaven. After so long being locked away, she gripped the back of his head and she even thrust her hips into his face. The fact that her cock was so small it barely even touched the back of the griffon’s mouth didn’t stop her.

Sat in his chair, Blackbeak didn’t mind her fucking his face. He knew when she was close, by the way her shaft flared like that. When he felt her dick throb in his mouth, he simply gripped her base and held it tight until it subsided. When he heard her frustrated whimpers, he released her cock and started to fellate her once more.

When he had bought her to the edge of her orgasm two more times and he had her begging to cum, Blackbeak let go of her jewels and he moved over the bed, where he laid on his front. “You know where the lube is, pet.” He said, not bothering to look over his shoulder.

“I do, Master,” painfully hard and erect, Cloudy Skies staggered over to the bed and from the bedside cabinet, she retrieved the tube of cherry lube from the bottom drawer.

“Don't go easy on me,” Blackbeak teasingly wiggled his toned ass and he even lifted up his leonine tail to present himself to his lady, “I did try to get you to let me remove the lock at the fountain.”

As if he needed to remind her. “Oh,” she grinned as she lubed herself up and liberally applied a very generous amount to her lover’s anus via her tongue, “I'm keeping that in mind, Master.”

“Keep in mind, I'm going to rut you like the dirty slut you are,” Blackbeak said with a sultry look over his shoulder, “And your performance now may affect that.”

“Noted, my love.” Once she was satisfied that both of them were adequately lubricated, Cloudy Skies got into position on her knees behind her partner and she lined her tip up with Blackbeak's waiting ass and inserted just her flat head. Then, she grabbed the bases of his strong wings in her hands and she pulled back hard at the same time she thrusted the rest of her length inside.

Blackbeak let out a very un-dominant squawk of pleasure when he felt his lady’s medial ring thrust inside his anal cavity. That was a feeling he would never get tired of. “Ride me like you want me to ride you!” Upon hearing that, the sky blue pegasus let out an animalistic snort of pleasure and she got into a firm pace, each rough thrust hilting inside his tight hole.

Needing no further incentive, Cloudy Skies leant forward over the griffon’s broad back and she bit hard into the tufty ear feathers. She knew he liked it rough, and his moan of pleasure was music to her ears. “Hmmmm…” she added little kisses and licks to his bitten ear as she quickened her rough pace until her small balls slapped against his ass.

Underneath her, Blackbeak clenched and unclenched his anal ring, determined to make her work for it. Cloudy Skies felt the clenching and she knew how to counter that. She moved her hands up his wings until they were about halfway and she squeezed the leading edges. When he chirped, she took that as a cue to bite at the ear tufts again.

Blackbeak quickly lost his focus with the wing play and he was chirping lightly at the bites. All this gave Cloudy Skies easier access into his asshole. He adored the way the pegasus moved her skilled fingers back down and under his wings, applying just the right amount of pressure to the erogenous zones, while at the same time she bit the feathers at the back of his head, pulling back as she thrusted harder, snorting through her nose.

“Fa...Fiii...Fill me!” the strong griffon chirped and, several hard, deep, rough thrusts later, the sky-blue mare came with a loud pleasured scream, emptying her balls into his ass. “Sweet Sun and Moon!” he screeched, “Lay on me and be my blanket for a bit.”

Spent, Cloudy Skies was only too happy to obey and, as she laid forwards, she rested her head on his shoulder and wrapped her arms around his muscular chest. “I love you Blackie.”

“I love you, my pretty Sky.”

She was content to stay where she was, and all too happy to allow nature to remove her from his ass, “I do love it when you call me that.”

Blackbeak laughed lightly, because he only called her that when their dom / sub playtime was at an end. “I called you pretty when we first met, and you've only grown prettier over time, Sky.”

“Sweet talker,” she smiled, and kissed her way all around Blackbeak's left ear feathers. “As I recall, at the Spring Fling, you said to Seafoam, ‘I'm having that mare’, and you demanded a dance with me.”

“The best eight months of my life,” he said as he reached back and he ran a hand over her hip, “And the best mare I've ever met.”

She giggled softly into his ear, “It’s a good thing you weren't put off by the surprise I was packing when you romantically took me out of the dance and into the empty classroom…”

“While I wasn't expecting the whole package,” Blackbeak said with a snicker, “I said package. I was happy with the whole package,” he paused to laugh, “There, I said it again!”

Cloudy Skies’ giggles turned into a laugh, then she returned to playfully kissing his ear feathers, “Blackie, before we continue,” she said, knowing she was still to be punished for being naughty in Starlight's office, “I wanted to ask you something.”

“Oh my, that sounds like your serious voice.” Blackbeak recognised that tone. It wasn’t one she used very often. Since she was at last out of his ass, the griffon turned under her so that they were chest to chest. “Ask.”

Squishing her breasts to his chest, the sky blue mare sighed, “I know it's still a couple of months away, but I wondered if you had plans for Hearths Warming?” she asked hesitantly, “If you were going home to Griffonstone for the holiday, um...could I come?”

Knowing that her family lived in Ponyville and that she still had to board at the School of Friendship spoke volumes to the non-existent state of the relations that his mare shared with her family, Blackbeak smiled, “Didn't you just come?” he asked, kissing her cheek, “I would be honoured to introduce you to my parents. There will be no hidden truths between me and them.”

Cloudy Skies stuck her tongue out, raspberried him and then she kissed the tip of his beak. “Thank you! No offense to CB, but I feel like a spare part spending the holiday with them.”

“You know Cloudy and Foamy would never complain,” if he knew anything about his friends, he knew they were a very accepting bunch. “It would be nice if Cloudy could have her parents for a holiday. I know mine will love you, because I love you.”

Again, the pegasus kissed her griffon’s beak, “From what CB told me last night before I gave her the punch, things might be looking up in that regard. Foamy managed to get her parents in the dorm when she came back.”

“I must be on Foamy's naughty list. He didn't tell me,” he said with a deep frown before he planted a firm kiss on his mare’s cheek, “Good thing I have an excellent spy like you.”

Playfully, she booped his beak with her index finger, “Last night, you were too busy making sure half the student body were badly hungover this morning to pay any attention to anything anycreature said to you, and you know it.”

“By Celestia, I swear it was quality tequila!” Blackbeak exclaimed, earning himself a delightful little chuckle from the pony on top of him, “Ugh, I did, didn't I?”

“By Celestia you did!” Cloudy Skies kissed her lover, “Am I making a pony of my big strong griffon?”

Blushing, Blackbeak shrugged, “I can't think of a griffon ruler I'd want to swear by. Unless I'm going to start to go against this ‘Friendship is Mandatory’ stuff.”

“You mean, ‘Magic’?” when Blackbeak shrugged again, the pegasus made like she was mulling it over in her head, “Um...no, he started the first griffon war...no, she started the second griffon war...okay, you have a good point, sweetie.”

“I do,” he said modestly as he tapped the end of his beak. Obediently, she planted a delicate kiss on the tip of his beak just as he wiggled his hips. “I love the feel of you against me, but I think it is my turn.”

“I believe it is, Master,” she kissed him again, “I do also believe some griffon said it would be uncomfortable to sit on the library chairs for the foreseeable future?”

Blackbeak had played this game with his mare long enough to know when she was taunting him. He loved the fact that even though she played the lady, at heart she was nothing but a dirty slut.

His dirty slut.

He grabbed her carefully but firmly by her waist and, adjusting his position, he guided her across his lap until she was laid with her head down on the bedsheets and her ass up in the air. With force, his right and then his left hand came down on her bare ass cheeks, making her yelp in surprise rather than pain. “Really, slut? I guess it’s good I have you where I want you.”

Blackbeak started off slow as he repeated the spanks. He took his time between each smack to let the initial pain fade and the first tingles of heat begin to build within his mare, as he knew they would. The only sounds in the dorm room for a while were the loud smacks of the griffon’s open palm meeting the pegasus’s bouncy bottom, and the sounds of her reaction to each one of those impacts.

Slow and steady, the spanks rained down on her posterior. Each one bringing with it a stinging impact, followed by a warmth that was starting to build into small flames. With every smack, Cloudy Skies sucked in a breath, biting through the pain. She wished he would hurry up and get it over with. But he kept up that agonisingly slow pace. Building the flames into a real fire. And as the heat began to spread further, she started to pant lightly.

The heat in her ass soon became a wildfire. The pegasus’s derriere wasn’t the only thing on fire though. Her blue eyes burned with tears she was fighting to keep back, but it was a fight the humiliated pony was losing. The next couple of smacks, firmer than the rest, tipped her over the edge when they landed on her reddened posterior with a meaty thwack that echoed through the room. “GAaaaAAAAH! OOoooOOOW! AAaaAAH!” Cloudy Skies screamed out loud as the tips of the talons bit into her tenderised behind.

Though the pegasus cried, begged and pleaded, still Blackbeak did not relent. She squirmed and bucked; twisted and turned, all the while kicking her legs. None of it helped. The spanks just kept coming. Finally, after Celestia-knew how long, she had no fight left in her, slumping bonelessly over his lap, sobbing quietly as he peppered her backside with spank after spank.

That moment when she gave up fighting and accepted that there was no escape, where she completely surrendered herself to the situation, that was what the griffon had been waiting for. He kept going for about a minute more, even going so far as to hoist up her tail with his free hand to allow him a better target. Then, without warning, with a final slap across the middle of her butt, it was over. Reaching over to the same tube of cherry lube she had used on him earlier, Blackbeak slapped a generous handful of it on her now scarlet ass. “Seems I need to pin you down to stop your squirming!”

Thanks to the intense tanning of her hide, Cloudy Skies was too exhausted to offer anything other than an ‘Eeeeek!’ and a half-hearted defeated little squirm as the cold lube hit between her sore ass cheeks. Hard beyond belief from the spanking session, Blackbeak mounted his slut and he entered her asshole without ceremony.

Not satisfied with stuffing her like the slut she was, Blackbeak used his hands on each up stroke, peppering her already deep red ass until he had delivered ten to each cheek. “AAaaAAH oooow aaAAH! MaaaaAAAAAASTER!” Cloudy Skies screamed out into her pillow as she came under herself from the pain in her ass that felt like she had been branded and from the friction of moving back and forth with the force of each firm thrust. “Th-Tha-Thank you Master!”

With that, Blackbeak gripped her hips tightly in his clawed hands and forced her tight asshole until it held his plunging member like a vice. In short order, he too empties his load into her bowels. “I love you!” he screeched even as he painted her insides with his hot sticky seed.

“I-I…I l-lo-love you…” she panted before slumping headfirst into the bed, her ass as red as a baboon and her mascara running from all her tears. In short, it was just what she needed.

Similarly spent, Blackbeak laid across the panting pegasus’s back. Casually, he slipped his hands under her so he could grope her boobs. “Totally worth it.”

“Uh huh...” Cloudy Skies couldn’t make up her mind if he meant spiking the punch, getting caught, or the soundproofing spell they had paid for on their dorm room. Then, she decided, she didn’t care. Instead of thinking, she savoured the moment of having his weight on her back keeping her pinned on the bed. “Totally worth it.”

Blackbeak licked all the way up his mare’s ear he groped her breasts, “I think I'm going to let you wear a thong pantie for the week. No lock.” Underneath him, Cloudy Skies let out a little whimper, knowing full well that the sitting on the firm chairs will have her hard, and she'll have to hide her erection. Feeling and hearing the whimper, the griffon smirked, “Especially when I have you wear those short shorts, or your yoga pants. Skirts hide way too much.”

When he licked her ears for a second time, the pegasus’s whimper became a defeated moan of submission, the slutty mare utterly powerless under her much stronger dominant griffon. “Y-Yes Master,” she agreed meekly, “Th-they do hide too much.”

Her defeated little moan made him twitch and throb inside her anal cavity, and he showed his appreciation by licking the insides of her ears, “I didn't say what kind of panties you could wear. You may want to buy some really tight ones.”

Though he laughed mockingly in her ear, Cloudy Skies had to admit that was a really good idea, if only he would allow her to buy some really tight thong panties. He probably would, but at what cost? Her dignity, if she had any guess. “M-May I please h-have some bits Master?”

“Oh no, it won't be that easy. I do have to come with you to Lamps & Lingerie to see you try them on. I think a set of seven or more if they have a special would be good. You should get matching bras too.”

‘Of course, he wants to see me try them on...’ Cloudy Skies thought to herself, a smile playing over her muzzle, ‘You knew he wasn’t going to make it easy…’ “I - I'm sure the store has a special on, Master.”

From behind, Blackbeak gently nuzzled his lady’s cheek, “You may wear a dress of your choosing when we go shopping. After a shower.”

When he was out of her, and she was able to turn over onto her back, she pressed her groped breasts into his chest and kissed his beak. It was then that she noticed for the first time the stink of sex and sweat that hung heavy in the room. At least they could air it out while they showered.

“Thank you for your small mercies, Master.”