Flurry Heart’s birthday was everything a mare of her noble status would demand. Gifts that ranged from simple, expensive jewelry, to fully on statues, paintings, and other noble gifts. And while she put on the face of a mare who was happy to be there, she hated it. Looking over to her parents, Cadance was speaking with a few other married nobles, all while her “husband”, Shining Armor preferred to speak only if needed. Rolling her eyes a little, she hated this feeling, and desperately wanted to go off and do anything else.

‘I hate this.’ Flurry thought to herself, finding a place for her to stand. Looking about the massive room, she mentally made note of the many eligible males in the room. ‘Okay. I’d fuck him…him…maybe him…kinda him…him, only out of pity…ugh, who hasn’t fucked him…that one looks like he wants to be pegged…fuck him…fuck him…and maybe-’

“Princess, is everything alright?” Spell asked, having approached the alicorn and whispered cautiously behind her. This nearly caused the mare to jump out of her skin, but she composed herself before anyone noticed. “You seemed lost in thought. Are you not enjoying yourself?”

“Oh, Spell, it’s you.” Flurry sighed, looking away for a moment. There was just something about his face being so close to her that made her blush a little. For a moment, she had completely forgotten about the other stallions. She could fuck them whenever, but Spell was different. He could resist her. “I’m just not always the best at these parties.”

“Well, I’ll admit, I’ve never been a fan of such massive gatherings.” Spell confessed, maintaining his own composure. “There are many ponies here who have schemed and as Guard Captain, it is my duty to maintain peace.”

“Scheming? Yeah, I know that feeling, all too well.” Flurry sighed, looking at the many ponies in the room. “Back in the Crystal Empire, I never had friends. Or rather, true friends.”

“Really?” Spell asked, his paternal voice slipping out before clearing his throat. “I figured a Princess of your elegance and such would have many friends.”

“Yes…and no…” Flurry sighed again, as if recalling a sad memory. “Growing up, the few noble families back home wanted to arrange for their own children to be my friends. It was only a couple years ago, I learned they never cared about me, but only socialized with me for the status and bragging they could gain from it.”

“I see, then I am sorry you had such a troubled life.” Spell nodded, trying to sound consoling, but not like a father would. “Well, I do hope you can find some happiness, at least today.”

“Maybe…maybe…” Flurry sighed, sounding a little sadder than before. “Spell…do you know who my father is?”

“I…I…I’m sorry, what?” Spell gasped a little, nearly falling back at the question. But quickly, though with an almost noticeable struggle, he composed himself. “What are you talking about? Shining Armor is your-”

“Don’t you fucking dare!” Flurry hissed an angry whisper. Sighing as she tried to calm down, for the sake of appearances. “Gleaming isn’t my father. She’s just my favorite slut to party with. Cadance is my mother, but I know I have to have a father.”

“I’m sure whatever father you had, was just some…” Spell replied, trying to shift the conversation away from this. “Some coward who could never build up the nerve to even see his daughter. So maybe it’s best to just put him out of your mind.”

“No, no, most likely my mum scared him off.” Flurry sighed, almost giggling a little. “I know how much she hates dicks, but I overheard them on the train here. They know where he is, and he’s here, in Canterlot. I just need to find him.”

“I’m sure you might…eventually…” Spell sighed, his insides breaking as he was so close to telling her the truth. But before he could, he stopped himself. “I-I think we should focus more on the task at hand. You still have many gifts to open.”

“I suppose.” Flurry replied, huffing a little in annoyance. “It’s never anything I want anyway.”

While Flurry and Spell were having their conversation, Cadance, Gleaming, Celestia, and Luna were talking to each other. The four mares couldn’t take their eyes off Spell and Flurry. The way they saw how the two interacted. It was just a shock for her parents. Never before had they seen her legitimately behave like this. Cadance’s eyes scanned between the two, and it was true. Her daughter wasn’t faking these feelings. There was still arousal, something her whore daughter would always have, but the genuine concern and interest was still a shock to her.

“It seems he can be quite a counselor to her.” Celestia commented, smiling an almost smug expression to her niece. “And would you believe I signed the pact without hesitation? Maybe it’s time the truth came out?”

“Don’t get ahead of yourself, auntie.” Cadance replied, not looking to the alicorn as she spoke. “But…you are right. He seems to calm her in a way I’ve never seen before. Perhaps your little scheme will work after all.”

“I’m just happy to see Flurry happy.” Gleaming commented, hugging Cadance. “We both knew she might have…questions, being raised by us. And it’s not like we helped much by denying the existence of her father.”

“She’ll learn the truth eventually.” Luna added, looking between the two. “But I believe we should let things play out naturally.”

“Naturally? Hmm…perhaps you are right.” Celestia replied, looking back and forth between Luna and Spell. “And I believe our gift would be the perfect chance.”

The four of them nodded, starting to make their ways to the front of the room. Getting closer to Flurry. Seeing this, Spell only bowed his head and backed away, moving to be out of sight. But as he saw the mare was distracted, and all eyes were on the Princesses, he slipped his own gift into the piles of treasures. Even if he couldn’t give it to her directly, he would at least give his daughter something. As the alicorns were at the stage, they ignited their horns, filling the air with a dazzling display of lights, sounds, and colors. This slowly silenced the rest of the crowd, gathering their attention.

“Thank you all for coming, to our daughter’s birthday!” Cadance announced, looking out into the crowd. Many of which she recognized, as well as their now older children they tried to marry off to her. If gave her nothing short of smug pride to gaze down at these ponies. “But now, as we bring this event towards its end, there are still some gifts left to give.”

Celestia and Luna stepped forward, a hush fell upon the room as the two of them nodded with a smile. Looking to the princess, they mixed their magics together, conjuring forth the image of a large manor, amidst the sandy shores of a tropical island. Cadance and Gleaming’s eyes widened at the sight of this location. It was the same place they had spent their honeymoon. Even Spell struggled not to avoid his gaze in shock. Just what was his lover planning? What were these sisters doing with this image?

“Princess Flurry Heart.” Celestia announced, smiling at her. “I believe one of the greatest gifts we can have isn’t only the power we wield, but the time we share. And so Luna and I have decided to give you your own private manor in the sun kissed shores of the tropics.”

“Fully staffed, and ready for you to depart whenever you’d like.” Luna added in maintaining her own calm expression. “And of course, we hope you spend so many lovely summers there.”

“T-thank you, Princess Celestia…Princess Luna…” Flurry replied, in shock and awe over this. This was more than anything she had ever gotten. Having just mastered teleportation magic, these older alicorns unknowingly had just give the young Princess a place to take any stud to fuck without issue. “I love it. It’s perfect!”

“And…there seems to be something you missed.” Celestia replied, using her magic to lift the small gift Spell left on the table. It turns out, she did notice him doing it. “What is this?”

Taking the small package, Flurry was somewhat surprised. Even if it was some jewelry, the other gifts of similar style were still stuffed in larger boxes. But this one also looked modest, simple, as if put together rather than paid for. Opening it, she saw two things, a brand new cellphone, and a letter. Curious, she placed the box on her lap, and opened the letter, reading it to herself. It read:

Princess Flurry Heart,
I’m sorry. I’m sorry I've been brave enough to speak to you. And while I know you want to see me, the truth would only hurt you. I love you, and want only the best for you. So please, let me go. Embrace your family and love them. But know, that no matter what, I love you, I’ve always loved you, and I will continue to love you until my dying day.
Your father
P.S. Happy Birthday, my beautiful daughter

Flurry’s eyes began to water, feeling a shiver down her spine as she folded up the letter. Even as she was composing herself, she still could stop a few small sniffles from escaping. Cadance immediately glared at Spell, who only looked at her with a nervous expression. Thankfully, the rest of the crowd majorly misinterpreted what this meant. Each one of them was vying to try and earn the Princess’ favor, but this was the first gift that moved her. Flurry seemed to notice this, and chose not to reveal what the gift was, letting the many nobles mentally scramble to figure out what they could do next.

“Your father loves you.” Celestia whispered, making sure Cadance didn’t hear her as she spoke to the mare. “And you’ll find him one day. I promise.”

“Thanks…thank you..” Flurry sniffled, carefully wiping her eyes as she smiled up at the alicorn. “I think…I think I need to go to my chambers.”

“Of course, take all the time you need.” Celestia commented, gesturing to Spell. “Captain Spell, if you could escort the Princess to her chambers. The excitement has become too much for her.”

“Y-yes…Princess.” Spell nodded, walking over to Flurry. Cadance stopped her glaring, reluctantly accepting that this gift he gave her was the best one; based on the emotions of her daughter. “Right this way, Princess.”

Keeping the gift she had received, Flurry followed Spell. The rest of the Princess did what they could to steer the crowd back into a casual conversation and numerous meetings with all manner of nobles, but it didn’t matter to Flurry. The words on the letter were so fresh on her mind, she wasn’t going to give up the search for her father. If anything, her resolve was renewed, and the phone, it was just perfect. Telephone technology had only grown over the last decade, with the release of personal phones, many ponies had cell phones, but it was still seen as a rare luxury. Whoever her father was, he knew her so well.

“Did you enjoy your gifts?” Spell asked, the father side of him unable to resist asking. “You were crying. I hope everything is okay.”

“Yes…yes…everything is fine.” Flurry replied, smiling as she wiped the tears still in her eyes. “It’s just…Spell…will you…stay with me? Only for a while. It’s just…I don’t want to be alone.”

“Of course.” Spell nodded, seeing how vulnerable and sad Flurry was. “I’ll stay as long as you need me.” With that, she entered her chambers, and he followed after, closing the door behind him.

Flurry sat on her bed, looking a little sad, almost defenseless and timid as she was almost avoiding looking at Spell. The stallion only remained standing there, not wanting to approach the mare just yet. He wanted to respect this boundary, to let her have some comfort. Despite the fact she seemed to be some little slut, taught by Gleaming, Flurry was still a mare who wasn’t any different than any other mare.

“Spell…do you know who my father is?” Flurry asked, looking at the stallion with these sweet, yet sad eyes. “You’re the Captain of the Guard, right? So you should know, right?”

Spell tensed up. He wanted to tell her, this was the best time to do so, wasn’t it? Flurry was right there, she was so vulnerable, and she needed to have her father’s support. And yet, even as he looked at her, he still hesitated. What could he do? Tell her that he’s her father, the stallion who never tried to introduce himself? The same stallion who caused his daughter to feel such anguish and sorrow? No, he couldn’t do it. He couldn’t tell her he was the cause of this pain.

“I’m sorry, but I do not know.” Spell lied, though he felt a bitter taste in his mouth as he spoke. “Princess Cadance and Gleaming kept the secret of your father to themselves. But whoever your father was, he doesn’t deserve you.”

“Really?” Flurry sniffled, starting to tear up. “But…I just want to know who my father is. Should I get to know you?”

“I’m sorry, but I can’t say for certain.” Spell replied, struggling to hold himself back as he spoke. “But I would rather look at your mothers. But happy with who you have. They raised you, they cared for you. They’re always going to be far better than some no show…deadbeat…failure…”

“Spell…” Flurry asked, seeing the worry on the stallion’s face. “Can you…can I have a hug?”

“Of course.” Spell replied, almost no hesitation in his voice as he approached her. Once at the bed, she stood up, spreading her arms as she hugged him. He only hugged back, trying to be a comforting, and caring pony to her. “I’m sorry I couldn’t be of any help. But if there is anything else I can do…”

“Anything else?” Flurry asked, hugging Spell closely, pressing her tits against his chest. “I just want to know…that you’ll be there for me…”

“I promise, on my honor, and duty…” Spell replied, ignoring the feeling of Flurry’s body against his as he hugged her lovingly. “I will do whatever I can to help you feel better.”

“Then…there is something I’d like…and it would help me feel better…” Flurry replied, her expression, unseen by the stallion, twisted from a vulnerable mare, into a smug smirk. “Then I want you…to fuck me!”

Before Spell realized what had happened, he heard the faint hum of Flurry’s magic locking the door, preventing his escape. As well as this, his body was pulled back, causing him to collapse on the mare’s body. He was in shock, he was speechless, only just barely able to lift himself up, but the way he was over Flurry’s body, she giggled as she smirked at him. She was cooing a little, and he could feel as her hands were gently rubbing the back of his neck to his shoulders.

“I don’t understand.” Spell commented, trying to pull himself up, but Flurry proved to have surprisingly more strength than even him. “You said…I thought…”

“Oh, I lied.” Flurry giggled, playfully sticking out her tongue. “Yeah, it would be nice to meet my daddy. But I wanna see if his cock is all I hope it is.” Spell was speechless, mouth agape in shock. “Think about it, my mum is a cock hating bitch, so any stallion to knock her up must be the best fuck in Equestria. And I want a taste.” Her hands started to drift as she was beginning to strip Spell out of his armor. “Now, since you promised to help me, let’s get all this big, heavy armor out of the way. Or are you going to break your word?”

Spell…he couldn’t tell what he was feeling more. Shock over this revelation? Embarrassment over falling for this lie? Ashamed he felt such hesitation, only for it to mean nothing to Flurry? Or was it anger? Yes, it was anger. An intense heat that was boiling and burning throughout his body. He was infuriated that Flurry, his daughter, the mare he was starting to believe was such an innocent, albeit slutty, mare that just wanted her unknown father’s love.

Perhaps there was some truth in her previous words. She did want to know who her father was. But whether she was going to want to sleep with him or not, what mattered now, was what Spell was going to do now. Flurry had humiliated him, shamed him, and tricked him into this spot. His mind reflected back on the pact he signed. He knew what punishments would await him if Cadance ever found out. But he gave his word, and Flurry had managed to put him in this situation.

“Very well.” Spell sighed, strengthening his resolve. He knew what he had to do. If Flurry wanted to get fucked, then he was going to punish his whore of a daughter. “Let me go. I won’t run away.” Feeling that she had won, Flurry released him.

Once standing up, Spell took a deep breath. He was going to do this, he was going to fuck his daughter, something he had worked so hard not to do with the others, and yet she was eagerly and curiously awaiting his next move. Starting to strip out of his armor, he stopped, glaring down in a dominating expression to the mare. Flurry’s body shivered at the sight of these eyes on her. Normally, stallions throw off their clothes to fuck her, but Spell, he was still resisting her charms. Either way, she could feel her nipples getting hard, and her pussy getting moist and aching for this stallion’s touch.

“Get naked.” Spell ordered, his voice was almost a low and controlling tone. “I want to see what the whore I’m about to ruin looks like.”

Flurry wanted to say something, some smug and cocky comment. But the words were caught in her throat. Spell’s voice was just so dominating, so powerful, it caused her to start stripping, even before she realized what her body was doing. Lifting her gown away, she was relieved that she not only wasn’t wearing a bra, letting her large, sexy tits bounce free with hard and sensitive nipples. But she wasn’t even wearing panties, showing off the wetness of her sweet snatch.

Content, Spell began to strip himself, removing his armor, and slowly pulled his clothes off his muscular body. The mare’s eyes went from curious, to wide with shock. This stallion’s cock, it was massive, bigger than anything she had seen before. Even comparing to the changelings she had fucked, and the many ways they could change and warp the shapes and sized of their dicks. It all paled in comparison to Spell’s magnificent, beautiful girth.

“Get up.” Spell further ordered, keeping his dominating tone. Flurry did as she was told, obeying the words of her unknown father. Once she was up, she tried to touch him, only for him to push her hand away. “No. Turn around, and bend over.” Flurry hesitated for a moment as he stared down at her. “You want my cock, then do as I say. Now, bend over.”

Flurry’s words were still caught in her throat as she obeyed the stallion. Turning around, she bent over, leaning over the bed. Wiggling her round ass to him, she was hoping to tempt him some more. Everyone who had ever seen her naked like this, who got a chance to fuck her like this, they always had a look on their faces. But Spell was different, he was looking at her not as a partner, or even a new cock to claim, but as someone who wants to break her.

Flurry’s body shivered as she felt the firm touch of Spell’s hand on her flank. His hands were just so big, pressing and rubbing along her soft ass. She couldn’t help but coo a little, feeling as this stallion was certainly skilled. But Spell wasn’t going to let her have the satisfaction. He had to punish his whore of a daughter. Raising a hand, he brought it down hard, smacking at Flurry’s ass. The mare yelped, gasping, only to coo and shiver, feeling as Spell brought his hand down a second time. Then a third, a fourth, a fifth, and then by the sixth time, groping her now red ass hard.

“You’re such a whore.” Spell coldly stated, his words only made Flurry more and more aroused. “You want to find your father, just so you can seduce him. What a slut.” Seeing his own cock was getting harder and harder, he sighed. “And sluts need to be punished.”

Angling a little, Spell plopped his cock between Flurry’s soft ass cheeks. She cooed as she could feel the warmth of this shaft resting on her. Whether by thought or instinct, she started to sway her ass a little, wiggling it to grind against this stallion’s thick and huge size. Spell only continued to do this, reaching down with his other hand, groping at the unsmacked side of Flurry’s ass. Grinding and rubbing, he pressed her round ass together, stroking himself a little on it.

“You like that, Spell?” Flurry cooed and moaned, looking back at him with lustful, heart filled eyes. “You know how many stallion’s have fucked me? I’ve lost count, but they’ve always loved my ass.”

“Then I have countless stallions to shame after I ruin your whore hole.” Spell replied, glaring down at the mare with a dominating gaze. Stopping, he pulled back, angling his cockhead to kiss against the alicorn’s pussy lips. “I don’t know who you’ve fucked throughout your adult life. But I’m going to make you forget…about…them…all!” At that, he rammed forward.

Spell’s cock bottomed out in Flurry’s pussy with the first hard and deep thrust. The mare gasped out, feeling as this dick was stuffing deep inside her, and then some. Her cervix quivered as she felt the blunt, strong cockhead press and pound hard inside her. After only seconds, Flurry moaned out, cumming in pleasure as she could feel her pussy wrap around this cock. It’s been so long since she came this hard, but she’d never came this hard just from the first thrust; at least not without a lot of foreplay to build up her arousal.

“Did you just cum?” Spell asked, shaking his head as he started to move his hips. Keeping his hands on Flurry’s flank, groping to tease her sensitive ass, he thrusted his cock in and out of her moist hole. “What kind of whore cums that easily?”

“The one who takes this fat dick.” Flurry gasped, panting and moaning as she answered. The angle Spell was fucking her at, it was pushing her into the bed, making her legs weaker and weaker as her large tits pressed on the bed. “Fuck…fuck…fuck…what’s with this dick? It feels…so good…”

“Maybe you’re just too easy.” Spell commented, raising a hand to smack the other side of Flurry’s ass, making her moan and shiver. “And who said you can talk? You’re a whore, and what sounds do whore make?” Flurry tried to say some words, but the stallion smacked her ass again, making her moan again. “No, whores don’t talk. What sounds do whores make?”

Again and again, Flurry tried to say something, some words of sultry allure. She wanted to speak out about how good it was. Stallions who had fucked her in the past loved to have her speak, but Spell didn’t care for it. He smacked her ass, hard, whenever she tried to say words. And whenever he did, he asked her the same question. As much as Flurry loved the pain twisting into pleasure with each groping smack to her ass, she felt a small urge to obey, to submit, to be Spell’s whore.

This time, Flurry moaned, shivering and even using what strength she could to back her ass up, fucking herself on this cock while Spell thrusted forward in and out of her. But as she moaned, the stallion didn’t smack her ass. If anything, he was kinder, gentler, groping her sore, red ass while pushing her into the bed with his cock. The pleasure felt so good, Flurry had never felt this sensation. She had fucked plenty of stallions who thought they could dominate her, and sometimes she loved to play along, but Spell was actually fucking her as if to ruin her to other stallions; and he might be succeeding.

Faster and faster, Spell thrusted, bottoming out hard and deep with each fuck of his cock in Flurry’s moist pussy. A wet stain was forming on the bed sheets, while both her legs, and a small section of the floor was getting wet with her juices. The alicorn moaned out her sweet and alluring voice, as if to beg Spell to keep fucking her. It was so good, he felt so good, and she wanted to only feel more and more of this.

Spell could feel as this pussy was tightening around his cock, she was a skilled slut indeed. Gleaming had taught her well, and the stallion wasn’t going to last long with such a soft, perfect fuckhole. Flurry’s whorish moans were a melody of passion, while the slapping of his cock in and out of her pussy added the sloppy wet rhythm of the two joining together. While he was fucking in and out of her, Spell knew this couldn’t be allowed to go too far. Igniting his horn, he felt a warm and then a chill run down him, making his dick tremble and throb.

‘There, now I don’t need to worry about getting her pregnant.’ Spell thought, magically rendering him infertile. ‘But fuck…I’m gonna cum.’

Panting and grunting, Spell was fucking faster and faster. The slickness of Flurry’s pussy was making it easier to bottom out, and it was so good. The stallion could feel as he was about to blow his load. With the magic making it safe, and the way the mare was moaning, Spell was confident he had properly disciplined his whore daughter. Slapping his hips harder and faster until finally, the stallion bottomed out in her for the last time.

Flurry gasped and moaned out in a hard and heavy orgasm, feeling as the amount of cum being fucked into her pussy was so big. Her womb eagerly accepted all of this, and while infertile, the sheer amount of this thick cum was so much. It was making the mare shake and cum in her own sloppy mess. Holding himself in place, Spell pumped more and more of his hot seed in his daughter, making sure not a drop went to waste as her belly bulged a little until a visible bump was formed.

“There, I hope you’ve learned your lesson.” Spell commented, sighing as he slowly pulled his cock out of Flurry’s pussy. Looking at his handiwork, his rush of adrenaline started to die down, and the realization of what he did struck him. ‘Oh shit…what have I done?!’ His mind wasn’t so much in a panic over fucking his daughter, it was what Cadance would do to him if she ever found out. ‘Fuck…what am I gonna do? There’s no way this slut is going to keep this a secret, not from Gleaming at least.’

While Spell was thinking about what he could do or say, something to keep Flurry quiet about his, he failed to notice that the mare wasn’t as fucked into an orgasm coma as he thought. A smirk ran across her face as she saw the distracted stallion. Seizing this opportunity, she carefully, slowly, and quietly reached for something hidden away in a small box besides the bed. Inside, a gold and black looking collar with a round link attached to her. Wicked and playful thoughts ran through her mind as she was ready to strike.

‘Okay, I need to just try to explain to Flurry to keep all of this a secret.’ Spell thought to himself, but still couldn’t figure out how. But as he was lost in thought, he failed to notice the mare magically bind the collar around his neck until it was too late. “What the-”

Flicking her wrist, a leash was conjured, connecting Flurry’s hand to this collar. With a tug, she turned the stallion around, looking at her as she lay on her back. The amount of cum gushing out of her fuckhole was making a sloppy mess on the bed, but the mare didn’t care. Instead, she only rolled her tongue as she winked to Spell. Pulling on the leash playfully, she seemed to almost silently be teasing him, letting him know she got the drop on him.

“Well, well, well. That was the hottest fuck I’ve ever had.” Flurry giggled and moaned, winking to Spell. “And if you think I’m gonna let this dick go, you’re wrong.”

“Flurry, I don’t know what you’re planning, but you have to take this-” Spell tried to grab at the collar, but as he tried to take it off, it only seemed to stay fast around his neck. It didn’t get any tighter, but remained on him. “What is this?”

“A gift, I got it from Chrysalis a year ago. She said it’s been enchanted to only come off whenever I want it to.” Flurry explained, still smirking at Spell. “So here’s what’s gonna happen. I saw the way my mothers looked at you. Cadance had some real anger with you, but Gleaming looked like she was ready to suck your dick. So I was thinking, after this hot fuck, I want more.”

“So what? You’re going to blackmail me?” Spell asked, still struggling with the collar. “You know I can’t just go walking around with a collar.”

“Oh, I’m sure you know some illusion spells.” Flurry replied, disregarding his response. “But yes, I guess I am blackmailing you. While I’m sure Gleaming would be all in sharing you with me. Cadance wouldn’t. And I’m sure you can imagine what one of the alicorn Princesses could do to you.”

Spell realized it, he had lost. Flurry hadn’t learned anything. Or rather, she learned to be clever. She couldn’t just wiggle her ass to him and get him to fuck her. Now, because he fell for her taunts, her teases, and his anger got the better of him, he was caught. Sighing, he stopped trying to take off the collar. He would have to find a way out of this, but for now, he was now at Flurry’s mercy. And this whore mare seemed to have plenty of ideas in mind for him.

“Aww, don’t look so mad.” Flurry giggled, reaching to one of her tits to grope them. “Think of it as a great reward. Now everyone can say they get to fuck a Princess everyday.” Spell resisted the urge to roll his eyes at this notion. “Now, since we’ve established who’s really in charge.” She tugged at the leash, pulling him closer to her. “My needy pussy wants more yummy cock milk. So come on Spell, fuck me more.”

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