Inside the kitchen, Cookie found the room was steaming with the aroma of various spices and herbs; scents she had never believed existed. But what drew her attention from the kitchen spender was Coriander. He was wearing a sleeveless shirt this time, his hairy and muscular arms glistened in sweat. Cookie hadn’t seen a hardworking stallion in a hot, steaming kitchen for years. But those thoughts vanished when Coriander turned towards her. This was not exactly how he had planned to go about his objective, but it was still an opportunity that presented itself and he would do what he must. Swallowing the last of his concerns, he smiled at the mare.

“Hello my friend.” Coriander greeted, wiping his hands on his shirt. “My daughter told me you’d like to learn the recipe?”

“Y-yes.” Cookie stuttered nervously for a moment, feeling a little trapped or even cornered by the clearly powerful stallion; the scent of the well cooked foods was dulling her mind. “It was so delicious, I just had to know.”

“Well, I am making a fresh batch. So come, watch.” Coriander stepped back, gesturing to Cookie to look in the pan. “As we can see, I am boiling the wheat and carrots.” Coriander slowly positioned himself behind Cookie, his eyes fixed on her large rear. Licking his lips, Coriander smirked almost arrogantly as he shifted his large hand, grabbing roughly at Cookie’s ass. The mare almost leaped out of her coat from the sudden touch, but did not run or scream. “Don’t worry, this is all part of the cooking.”

It took him a long time to accept having to do the things he was about to the sweet mare. He had to become a monster towards mares to avoid being eaten by the even bigger monster that loomed over his life. The only thing that kept him sane, to hold him back from staying within the abyss he would be treading, was the thought of his late wife. She would never have wanted to see him become this, and yet for their daughter, he would do anything. For Saffron, he would defile and ruin a hundred mares and lovers over if it meant she would be spared from the darker parts of this life. It wasn’t a convincing line of thought, but it was what justified what was about to befall this innocent, naïve mare. Seeing how she wasn’t fighting back, Coriander continued his assault on the mare. His groping hand moving to remove Cookie’s loose pants, his other hand reached up to grab at her mouth, muffling any noise she could make. Coriander’s hand was swift and effective, dropping Cookie’s pants and ripping away at her underwear between her legs in less than a moment.

Wanting to use his other hand, Coriander took the torn underwear and shoved it in Cookie’s mouth, muffling her further and allowing his other hand to move down, roughly groping at her large breasts. Taking a deep breath, he smelled the mix of sweat and arousal. Fear and growing pleasure were swelling within her, but she knew fully that this wasn’t part of cooking. It was at this point that Cookie started to struggle. But given her position, there was no way she could effectively throw off Coriander off his sexual assault without the boiling food splashing onto her. And her body was slowly becoming putty in his hands. Her muffled whimpers only further fueled Coriander’s craving to fuck. It was only a matter of time before Cookie would fully give into Coriander’s actions, and the hidden Siri was prepared to enjoy every second of it. Repositioning her a position, he accepted what he was to be for this to work. All thoughts of his wife vanished from all but the most recessive and sacred corners of his mind as he prepared to take this mare, her will, want, and desires be damned.

Cookie wanted to struggle. She wanted to be free of this stallion’s hold. But he was so strong, and his grip on her was grabbing at her body. These were parts and features that belonged to her husband, and this stallion was treating her like some loose whore. Why did she think this would work? Why did she follow the mare into the kitchen? This was obviously a trap, but before she could even think further about what was about to befall her, her mind raced to her daughter. Did this stallion rape her daughter? Was Rarity subjected to this humiliation? Would he use that to make her do what he wants? That had to be it! He was some brutal rapist, taking advantage of innocent mares for his own pleasure. She had to protect her daughter, no matter what.

“This is all just a cooking lesson.” Coriander teased, his face smearing a rapist smile, but Cookie couldn’t see it. “Now to finish preparing the ingredients.” Lifting her shirt and large bra with ease, Coriander took his front hand and started kneading his hand roughly against Cookie’s fat breast; while his other hand fished out his thick and twitching cock. “Now to just add more body to the dish.” Coriander felt the throbbing member grind at her surprisingly slick marehood and then thrusted his cock deep into her pussy after he angled himself right. Causing the mare to yelp at the sudden intrusion; but all together offered no resistance. “Yes, just like that.”

Coriander switched from groping to grabbing at Cookie’s large ass as he plowed her cunt as deep and hard as he could thrust as he guided them away from the cooking food he had used to lure her in. It was a bit of an awkward hobble but he didn’t wish to be burned or get boiling water all over him from a thrust that got too wild. Though he felt impressed with himself as to how easily things had gone. He let himself grin widely as a result. His smirk almost covered his entire face as he gave into his own pride.

“Must be nice to know what it’s like to have a stallion who knows his way around a kitchen.” Coriander commented, still making sure to show the mare what a fat cock felt like. “But the fun is just beginning!”

While Coriander pounded and beat his cock in and out of her pussy, Cookie only seemed to feel a rush. This sensation was a mix of fear and yet excitement. Being taken in such a way, with her husband so close nearby. To be raped in a kitchen with the risk of any hot instrument to smack against her. She could be burned or cut or even worse. She couldn’t disobey this savage brute. And yet, she felt a passion she had not felt in so long. Cookie and Hondo weren’t a swinger couple by any means, but have talked with the Cakes on more than one occasion about how to keep things alive in the bedroom. Maybe this was the thing they needed? But it was being done so wrong. Her mind was nearly ruined by the effects of the tainted food and drink that swirled in her round belly, addling her thoughts.

Remembering a gift in case he would need an extra boost and it was only more effective when he took with the pill from before, Coriander reached for a nearby vial of zebra spice that rested in on the shelf in front of them, popped open the top, and immediately snorting a little of the white, spicy power directly from the bottle. His eyes widened at the intimidating effect of the spice, even pouring the remaining contents into his open mouth. His cock violently twitched and pulsed inside Cookie, swelling and expanding until it was as massive as a well-hung zebra, much to Cookie’s body, taking in the pleasure. Coriander’s body moved with the tenacity of a mating bull, widening Cookie’s body to swallow more and more of his cock. Cookie’s eyes rolled back as she felt her body betray her mind, her senses becoming numb from both the raping cock behind her and the erotic smelling food in front of her.

“Here comes the last ingredient.” Coriander said, tightly grasping and pulling at Cookie’s flank. “Stuffing the bread roll.” Coriander plunged his cock deeper than he had it before, deeper than even Hondo had been able to reach with Cookie. The married mare’s head lifted as she experienced the greatest orgasm of her life, only to slump down unconscious. Pulling himself out, and looking at the now twitching and resting mare, Coriander smirked again. “I guess you have not had a real stallion in some time. But we’re not done yet.”

Leaning Cookie up against the oven, thankfully the appliance was only warm, Coriander smacked the mare’s face a bit with his cum and cunt juice coated cock. The mare’s eyes stirred open, and Coriander was even courteous enough to remove her panty gag; only to shove his thick cock into Cookie’s mouth. Though not enough to cut off her breathing, Coriander started to violently facefuck the mare with reckless abandon. Though from where the Siri was watching, it made them wonder… was it really all just the spice or was he more of a beast than he was willing to accept. As he continued to fuck her throat with seemingly less and less care, Coriander took a deep breath. This had to be done. There was no way around it.

As she felt the cock hammering in the back of her throat, Cookie felt as if her body was ruined. She couldn’t fuck her husband after this. How could she? Even if she felt her betrayal of his love pass, Coriander’s cock was just so much bigger. There was no way Hondo’s smaller dick could make her feel good again. Her heart and mind were mixing with fear, hate, pleasure, and yet a sense of duty. She had protected Rarity from the clutches of Coriander. Even if this wasn’t actually true, she believed that by being this stallion’s whore, her daughter would be safe.

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“That’s it.” Saffron moaned a sultry sound, her body trembling as she felt the pleasure surging through her. “Keep at it and you’ll get to fill my pussy up so deep.”

As Coriander handled Cookie in the kitchen, Saffron was busy with Hondo. Though seducing him was so simple, what he was packing was definitely not worth the effort. Even as erect as her mouth and breasts could get him, Hondo was only less than the average stallion. She had seen colts with more between their legs. Saffron even giggled to herself at the thought of an average colt being bigger. He was clearly the smallest of stallions she’d been made to seduce. She was sure sex was not a big thing apart of his marriage but actual love and very little lust. The only way the mare could find even some pleasure was laying Hondo on his back, her bare pussy pressed against his decently skilled mouth as her breasts and tongue consumed the stallion’s weak cock flesh. Saffron knew that this was all for the mission, but felt that even this pathetic stallion shouldn’t even be considered a target. But for the time being, she had to play along and ensure her job was done.

“You love the taste of a younger mare on your lips?” Saffron teased, letting Hondo drink her sweetened nectar. “Just let me know when you’re gonna-” Saffron was completely cut off at Hondo’s sudden loud grunting and his cock firing off small spurts of cum; just barely enough to cover her breasts. “You have got to be?!” Turning her head back, Saffron already saw that Hondo was snoring in her pussy. “The bastard stallion fell asleep after one orgasm?!” Saffron wasn’t like the female Siri she had met before but she learned to make life easier that she should try to enjoy the pleasure from her targets but… this buckhead in her eyes made it an annoying chore.

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As Saffron dealt with the quick shot Hondo, Coriander was still aggressively humping Cookie’s mouth. The mare had come from trying to push Coriander’s cock away, to almost savoring every stroke he made in her mouth. Subconsciously using her tongue to clean the length as it would enter and exit her wet hole. Cookie’s face was in a red blush of shame from being aroused by such a dominating display, but some part of her body wanted it. She wanted to be shamed, she wanted to know this was wrong, but above all, she wanted Coriander or any gigantic cock to punish the slut that she was becoming.

“Time for another helping.” Coriander groaned, grabbing both sides of Cookie’s head as he plunged himself as deep as his cock could reach; nearly running down her throat and firing his thick ropes of hot cum into her hungry stomach. Cookie’s cheeks swelled as she couldn’t drink as quickly as Coriander was cumming. But just as soon as he thrusted in, Coriander pulled free of Cookie’s mouth with a loud pop, leaving Cookie’s mouth hanging open and dripping his bubbling cum. “That was quite interesting. But it looks like that really took everything out of you. I guess I’ll have to-”

“That stallion was by far the worst I have ever- oh father!” Saffron stated, bursting into the kitchen in a fit of rage. Her outfit was still barely clinging to her and her mane remained as pristine as before. The only sign that anything happened was a few spots of cum on her breasts. Looking at how severely fucked up Cookie looked, Saffron took some solace in her father’s victory. “I take it, you finished?”

“I have, but what of the stallion?” Coriander asked, tossing Saffron a damp towel to clean herself. “Was he truly that easy to sway?”

“I barely stroked him before he simply burst on my chest.” Saffron shrugged in disappointment. “He was barely as large as a zebra child, and the only redeeming part was his balls stored a decent amount of cum. But aside from that, he came and passed out.”

“Consider it a boon that they were so easy to deal with, or would rather a repeat of the guard that you had issues with?” Coriander commented. He saw his daughter flinch. He didn’t enjoy acting so harshly with her, but he wanted to make sure she understood the luck they had been blessed with. Coriander looked over at his daughter. She was the spitting image of her mother when she was younger. Coriander smiled softly at his kin, his cock still hard and throbbing from the spice ingested. “Help me with this one and I can help you with your tension.”

“Thank you, father.” Saffron smiled, helping to drag Cookie to a soft corner of the kitchen. Looking around, seeing as it was only herself and her father in the room, the smell of his musk tickling at her aroused senses, she licked her lips. “Now we just need to drag-”

“That won’t be necessary.” A familiar voice commented. Entering the kitchen, the same Siri as before walked in, his suit replaced by a groundskeeper attire. Coriander and Saffron froze as their eyes met with the Siri. “An excellent job on these two.” The Siri snapped his fingers, gesturing for two larger zebras to come in, one of which had Hondo bound by ropes and had his head covered by a sack. “But the Master has a new plan for these two, so we will be taking them.”

“Very well.” Coriander replied, stepping to the side. There was no way he was going to stand in the way of his master’s agents. “But how did you-“

“Get in?” The Siri commented, finishing Coriander’s question. “You don’t need to know, just know that I did and does it really matter. You know we can always reach you and your daughter as we need. Now be ready for your next orders. They will probably come soon.”

“I-I-I will, I promise.” Coriander bowed his head, as he held his expression low, it partially hid the look of fear across his eyes. He had only imagined what could befall those his master found unsuitable. It was not his place to ask questions. “But were we able to complete our mission?”

“It would appear you have for the time being.” The Siri commented, seeing Cookie being bound and bagged. “I will report to the Mwangalizi, and we shall go from there. You may continue on as you see fit.”

“Thank you, sir.” Saffron bowed her head, letting the Siri agents leave. Once the zebras were gone, Saffron turned her gaze back to her father’s fat, meaty cock. With a simple gesture of her fingers, Saffron removed her top. “Now father, where were we?”

For a moment, Coriander stared at his daughter, the beauty of her curvaceous form, the suppleness of her breasts, it brought a faint bit of nostalgia back to his mind. It was a breath of fresh air within his thoughts as he calmed down a little from what he did to Cookie. For a moment, he feared for her and Hondo’s fate, but it was best not to delve into it too much. Finding a chair, he took a seat, gesturing a hand over to his daughter. Saffron, knowing what her father needed, swayed her luscious hips as she made her way over to him.

“So father…” Saffron asked, dropping to her knees as she reached Coriander. Her hands rubbed gently along his inner thigh as she looked up at him with loving eyes. “What can I do to help put your mind at ease?”

“There’s too much to really bring it to the bedroom.” Coriander sighed, reaching down to rub his daughter’s head. “For now, let us clean what was sullied.”

“Of course.” Saffron smiled, standing again. “Let me see what we have.” As she spoke, she looked about the kitchen. After a moment, she made her way toward the sink. “Here we are.”

Grabbing at a clean rag, she dampened before returning to her father. Coriander watched as Saffron, bringing the rag to his soaked dick. She was not some loose whore who would treat a cock still wet with the juices of some other mare. Taking the dampened rag, she carefully wiped clean her father’s cock, taking great care to ensure every inch, from the hard tip, to his huge, cum filled balls. Coriander only leaned back, giving his daughter a better angle to clean off his dick. She was so dutiful, compassionate, and caring. She would be a far better wife to some lucky stallion than be some Siri agent. The former wouldn’t be glorious, but she would be safe. The latter would be far too dangerous, as well as secretive. He didn’t want that life for his precious daughter.

“There we are.” Saffron commented, finishing up as she looked at Coriander’s still wet but clean cock. “Now then, let us see what can be done.”

Taking her father’s cock in hand, Saffron gently began to stroke the thick shaft. It throbbed at her touch, making her only all the happier to please him. Coriander gave out a faint groan as his daughter continued to stroke him off. Saffron only continued to pleasure the stallion, licking her lips as she could only imagine how much cum remained in her father’s enormous balls. Though not a sort of relationship any in Canterlot would approve of, or go without heavy strings of gossip, what Saffron and Coriander had was special, unique, and it made them feel more attached to each other.

Licking her lips, Saffron moves herself over Coriander’s cock, letting her tongue flick against the tip. Tasting at his strong tasting pre-cum, the mare shivered. She couldn’t get enough of the flavor of her father. It was one she had known ever since she came of age. But she brushed off her shivers, taking in more and more of the stallion’s meaty cock. She wanted to make him feel good, and her throat was just the thing for it. Coriander only groaned, looking down as his daughter slowly started bobbing her head up and down on his cock.

“Oh Saffron…” Coriander moaned, remaining in place as he let his daughter service him. “You feel so good. You are a wonderful daughter.”

“Thank you.” Saffron cooed, pulling the dick from her mouth. Kissing at the head, she licked along the shaft. “Please lay back, let me handle this.”

Taking the dick back into her mouth, Saffron took in more and more of her father, rubbing her tongue along the upper parts of the shaft, only to then swallow down inch by inch. Eventually, she took in the full length of her father. Once she picked up her speed. Bobbing her head faster and faster, she used one hand to stroke Coriander’s cock between motions of her mouth and tongue, while using the other to fondle and rub along his heavy balls. The stallion only continued to groan and moan as he felt himself getting closer and closer to climax. This was a warm pleasure only he could only feel from Saffron. She was so precious to him; she knew exactly how to make him feel better, especially after a mission as stressful as this one was.

Feeling the tension rising in her father’s loins, Saffron quickened her paces, taking in Coriander’s cock with the same love and passion she would give only to those special to her. The stallion groaned, clutching at the nearby counter, he felt his balls tighten as his orgasm bubbled forth. The mare only eagerly kept her mouth over the thick size, swallowing the vast load as her father released herself in her silky smooth throat. Saffron drank her father’s cum, savoring the strong flavor for a moment. It was one she was familiar with, but enjoyed it nonetheless.

“Father...your cum is so delicious.” Saffron cooed, dragging the cock from her mouth, suckling a little at the tip. Looking up at him with dazzling, love-filled eyes. “Do you feel better?”

“With you my darling Saffron, I always feel much better after a long day.” Coriander commented, resting his head forward for a moment. Gathering his thoughts, he let out a small sigh. “Today has been taxing enough. Let us close the restaurant early.”

“Alright father.” Saffron nodded, standing upwards. Though she didn’t admit it, she could tell her father was worried. But she trusted he would tell her when the time was right. As she put her clothes back on, she wiggled her hips towards Coriander. “Afterwards, perhaps we can take a relaxing bath?”

“Of course. Anything for you, my dear.” Coriander nodded with a gentle smile. Saffron cheered a little with a giggle. As she left the kitchen, the stallion only muttered under his breath, his tone much more distraught. “For you, my dear child, I would do anything. Even if it meant selling my soul.”

“I know you would, father.” Saffron muttered to herself quietly, not fully out of earshot of her father. A small, but sad smile curled her lips as she bit into it a little. “I know you would.” Grabbing a short himation cloak, she put it over her shoulders, as well as covering her head and face before stepping outside.

As she stepped outside she reached for a small packet containing a warped herb, one that was often used to relax oneself and help deal with stress. Putting it between her fingers, she brought it to her face, still unlit Saffron’s eyes glowed an orangish hue for a second and the tip of the “relaxer” embered to life as the vapors of smoke danced in front of her. The haze of tranquility crept over her mind, which couldn’t have been any sooner as a casual looking figure with a single defining feature; a distinct wristlet that only the Siri wore.

“Couldn’t have let me unwind a bit before being a pain in the ass.” Saffron groaned as she sighed a bit, gently flicking the herb wrap between her fingers as the ashen embers fell to the ground and got stomped out. “We already did what you asked for.”

“I could have, but I didn’t want to.” The Siri spoke, its voice blurring between genders. Possibly one of the more active infiltrators, not that Saffron cared. “Rather get things done and over with. I’m sure you would prefer that as well, wouldn’t you?”

“Hmph.” Saffron didn't say anything for a moment, before taking a deep take of the herb. Going into a slight coughing fit after holding in the smoke. Crossing her arms, letting the smoke waft into her face. “What do you want?”

“You’ll be required for several “clients”, but don't worry. Your father will be well taken care of, we even got something special this time around.” The Siri said, allowing a sharp smirk across their face. “A new mix to keep your father in a semi state of lucidity.”

“Be careful what you say, Siri.” Saffron sneared, as her eyes narrowed as daggers were formed with her gaze. If looks could kill, the Siri agent would die a hundred times over. “I might make the wrong judgment after all.”

“Calm down now, I meant what I said.” The Siri said, backstepping sheepishly. “This new batch is much more effective than the last. Your father will be doing even better.”

“How?” Saffron asked, she knew better than to take anything at face value when it came from the agent. “What will this change him further?”

“He’ll be in a more lucid state, extremely so in fact. He'll forget about you and only see your mother. Isn’t that what you want after all?” The Siri said, knowing full well how Saffron was put through and what she wanted to do for her father most of all. “For daddy dearest to finally stop drinking himself into a mess and then forcing himself on his own little foal. Night after night, calling that foal by their mothers name.”

Saffron was boiling inside, she wanted to kill this bitch but they also weren't wrong. She wanted to see her father happy again. This drug was the only thing that seemed to work really well. She was born into a life of expected servitude. Something else that caused her father to cry when no one was looking. He acted like was happy again but he’d often look at a small locket with her mothers picture in it. She knew her father would want her mother over her. He called her by her mother’s name a few times by mistake and caught himself and explained it was a slip of the tongue. Clearly feeling terrible for mixing them up.

But the smile on her father’s face, the happiness she held in his heart. As perverse and twisted as it was, during the time her father would force himself on her as a foal. He stopped a few times when she asked him to, going back to drinking only to do it again but twice as hard. Her pleas drowned out by the alcohol induced stupor. As she got older, she started to understand why and she felt… bad. Despite the cruel and unspeakable act she was subjected to by her father. So one day she pretended to be her mother and for a whole day, her father was so delusional that he truly believed it. But after seeing a picture of her as a baby with her mother, he broke. He turned to her and kneeled before her, apologizing and how he was a scummy father to make her think she needed to do that for him.

After that her father started “bonding” as she approached him for the first time instead of him approaching her. He was confused and put off by her actions and it took time but he eased into a mutual relationship and he seemed much happier…for a time. Her father entered a deep depression that was slowly chipping away at him. It was so bad for a time, she caught her father trying to kill himself several times. When she stopped him, he’d wail “No, let me go. I want to be with your mother”. All of this happened and that wasn't even counting what, the Siri had them do.

If it wasn’t for the sheer dumb luck that some of her long buried heritagy manifested itself as she was infront of a weird Siri Agent, her strips in a reverse color pattern. After that, everything after that happened so rapidly. But it resulted in them giving her father a drug that gave him some semblance of happiness, in exchange she would be a “judge” for the various “clients” that were to be sent their way. She didn't fully understand it, but the reverse striped Zebra said somewhere in her family, she had a Kirin ancestor. Kirin’s had disappeared a long time ago she learned and were considered nothing more than myths before they proved otherwise. Her hazy mind was brought from her thoughts as the Siri looked annoyed as they shook her shoulder.

“Hey, are you still there? The Siri said in a rather aggressive tone. “Or too stoned off your ass to respond properly?”

“Yes I am, when do we leave then.” Saffron slowly remarked, taking a deep breath of frustration. “I’m tired and sick of dealing with any more of you today.”

“When you’re not so stoned smoke is coming out your cunt.” The Siri stated, its tone becoming far more aggressive than before. “Watch your tongue child. You have protection, but not favor. Do not lose what little is left.”

“I’ll keep that in mind.” Saffron jokes, clearly trying to get a rise outta the Siri. She was met with a nasty glare that promised pain if she kept this up. “So long as I stay “stoned off my ass” a little longer.” The Siri only glared at her a little longer, before leaving what it came to bring before departing. Watching the agent leave, she let out a deep sigh. “It’s gonna be a long few days…fucking shit.”

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