Flurry and Spell’s vacation had come to an end. The two were currently on their way to the Crystal Empire. Sitting in the train car as he awaited their arrival, the stallion was trying to relax, but it was impossible. The whore princess was far too busy on her knees, sucking her guard off. The moaned a sultry sound as she bobbed her head faster and faster. After so long, she still can’t get enough of this cock. No matter how many times she sucked Spell off, Flurry just wanted more of it.

As she sucked, Flurry groped at her large tits with one hand, teasing and tugging at her plump nipples, while the other hand was feverishly fingering her pussy as a sloppy mess spilled on the floor. She was moaning a muffled sound, enjoying every inch of this dick. Spell tried to look away from her, but everytime he tried, his eyes only came back to the mare and how she was slathering herself in a sloppy mess all over this length.

She couldn’t figure it out, Spell’s cock was just so perfect; like it was made to fuck whores like her. She couldn’t stop herself, she wanted to have it in her as much as possible. Back at the manor, Flurry went an hour without having this stallion’s meaty shaft deep inside her, be it her throat, pussy, or ass. She loved it, she loved feeling every inch of him inside her. Spell had partially accepted that this mare was a difficult and stubborn one, and getting her to behave was going to be hard.

That said, he did notice something. Flurry was less of a whore, and more of a cock and cum addict. The few times he managed to dodge and avoid her for over an hour seemed to cause some strange result in the mare. The princess’ body twitched and trembled, and the longer it went on, the more and more feral she seemed to behave. And when she did get her hands on Spell’s cock, she rode him with a ferocity of a heat stricken animal.

‘Maybe she inherited something from Cadance?’ Spell would occasionally think to himself, this time looking down at Flurry’s head motioning over his dick. ‘She is the Princess of Love, and love can be more than just romance. So maybe Flurry picked up the more manic, lustful sides? Or maybe Gleaming raising her hand molded love into lust?’

“Come on, give me your cum.” Flurry moaned, her voice partially muffled as she suckled on and around Spell’s blunt cockhead. She looked at him with needy eyes. “I want your hot milk.”

“Flurry, I already came several times.” Spell commented, his train of thought lost as he answered the mare. “Even I need a break once in a while.”

“No, no, I want more.” Flurry cooed, her sweet voice tempting in Spell’s ear. “I want more yummy cock.” She fluttered her eyes at him. “Come on, fuck my throat…daddy…”

Spell’s eyes went wide, and at once, his cock throbbed and swelled, bursting out a hot load in Flurry’s mouth. At once, she sucked and drank as much as she could, swallowing all the seed she could drink. And there was just so much of it, more than the last few times he fucked her belly full of hot spunk. But during the orgasm, his mind was in a panic. Did she learn the truth? How long had she known?

“Oh wow…” Flurry cooed, slowly sucking Spell’s cock clean before rubbing the still hard length along the side of her face. “If I knew you got off on being called ‘Daddy’, I would’ve tried this on our first night.” She cooed, giggling as she enjoyed the look on the stallion’s face. “So what do you say, Daddy? Wanna fuck your little Princess slut again?”

Spell’s face was stern, almost angry as he glared down at the mare. She still didn’t know the truth yet, and yet the way she was taunting and mocking her. He hated it, this same attitude, it reminded him of Gleaming, and he couldn’t help but just let himself unwind. If she would behave better after being fucked into place, then perhaps he would need to fuck her so hard, she could barely move. Maybe then, she’d listen to reason.

“Shut up.” Spell stated, grabbing the sides of Flurry’s head. Lifting her for a moment, he has his still leaking cockhead kiss at her lips. “Whores like you don’t get to talk. Only moan, and scream…and choke!” At that, he pulled her face on his cock, bottoming out as she gagged on his size. Flurry’s pussy spasmed out as she was feeling this dick rubbing the back of her throat.

Spell couldn’t explain what was going on. There was just something about how this mare was mocking him. The way she called him daddy without knowing the truth. And yet, he couldn’t deny that his cock was so hard, and he was filled with the near insatiable urge to just fuck her like the dirty bitch she was. This royal whore just wanted cock, and he was going to blow a hot and heavy load into her mouth.

“Here it comes, you dirty whore.” Spell grunted, letting his frustrations spill out into his panting words. Flurry’s body only tingled as she was craving this feeling. To be so brutally manhandled by this stallion was making her cum so hard and wet. “Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck!” Bottoming out, he released his load in the mare’s mouth.

The orgasm spilling and flooding into Flurry’s belly was bigger and hotter than what he had pumped in her before. She drank, and drank, and drank, and drank down this thick and heavy load. She was cumming her own sloppy mess all over the floor, almost passing out from the pleasure and the vast amount she was swallowing. It was like Spell was trying to drown her in his hot spunk, and the way he glared down at her with such aggression.

This was the first time Flurry felt this. She had always been the dominant one, even if she was being gangbanged by dozens of precious cocks, she was always the one in charge. But Spell’s eyes, the way he looked down at her, it made her feel almost…submissive. This was a very foreign mindset for the princess to have before, and yet it felt almost natural to want to serve this stallion and his cock.

Eventually, Spell released the mare, letting her slowly pull herself out from his huge cock. Holding the extra spurt of the load in her mouth, she savored the masculine flavor before finally swallowing the rest of it. Flurry shivered, trembling as she cooed at the stallion as he all but stood over her. Her chest heaved with every hot and heavy, panting breath. But she couldn’t just admit that he got the better of her. She couldn’t let him know just how sexy he looked right now, and how he managed to make her so submissive; her ego wouldn’t allow it.

“I guess we’re gonna have so much fun, once we get back.” Flurry giggled, struggling to salvage her pride as best as she could. “But I’ll give you a break, for now.” Turning, she wiggled her sexy ass at the stallion. “Don’t worry, we’ll have plenty of fun…daddy.” As if driven by instinct, Spell raised a hand and smacked her ass so hard, she yelped. “Ahhh….fuck…” Another spray of orgasm squirted from her pussy, further soaking her legs. Weakly, she dragged herself away.

Now alone, Spell sat there, hating himself for going so far, but also feeling something else. What was this sensation? Pride? Was he proud of how he treated his daughter? Was being called daddy that much of a turn on to him? Celestia never bothered with such a flirty name when they fucked. Neither did Luna, Twilight, or Gleaming. The only ones to call him that were his actual children. So to hear it from a whore like Flurry seemed to set something off inside him.

“I hope back at the Crystal Empire, things get more manageable.” Spell muttered to himself, turning his gaze towards the train car window. The sight of the Empire was in view, maybe another few hours remained of their journey. “At least with Cadance around, Flurry might be a little more manageable.”

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As soon as they arrived in the Crystal Empire, Spell could see Cadance wasn’t going to waste any time. There were already a dozen guards, Gleaming, now disguised as Shining Armor, and Cadance herself awaiting their arrival. No doubt she was going to inspect him, to see if he had behaved. But there was more to that. The mare was going to look both stallion and princess over, but she was more going to see the aura around Flurry. While trying to be more trusting of Spell, Cadance knew she couldn’t trust her daughter. And so I was expecting to see the same shade of colors she had seen many times before.

“Looks like they’re here.” Flurry, standing at Spell’s side, commented. She was dressed more regally, but from where he stood, the stallion could tell she wasn’t wearing a bra, and no doubt, no panties. “Well, let’s not keep them waiting…” She leaned in to whisper seductively in his ear. “Daddy.” Spell tensed, quickly trying to compose himself as the door opened.

The moment she saw the doors open, Cadance’s eyes were all over both Spell and Flurry. But their aura was…it was strange. There was clearly a paternal love of the stallion’s aura, reflecting that Spell wants to be there like a father to his daughter. And while Flurry’s held the usual slutty emotions she all but molded her identity around, there was still something else, a sort’ve emotional bond with Spell. So for the time being, it would appear, to Cadance at least, that the two haven’t done anything as of yet.

“Flurry, welcome home.” Gleaming greeted, opening their arms to hug the alicorn. Her normally alluring voice was hidden under the stallion illusion. Flurry didn’t hesitate, hugging the unicorn closely. “I hope your trip went well.”

“It went amazing…dad.” Flurry replied, winking back at Spell to tease him before she turned back to Gleaming. “I have so much to tell you.”

“It seems you protected my daughter, Captain.” Cadance said, speaking more formally and professionally to the stallion. “Were there any…complications, Captain?”

“None, your highness.” Spell replied, speaking as formal and professional as the alicorn. “Princess Flurry has enjoyed her time, and now she is eager to return to her duties in the Empire.”

“Is she now?” Cadance asked, glancing over to her daughter. “Well, if that is the case, I’ll be sure to make sure she is beautiful as befitting a princess of her station. Thank you, Captain.”

“Of course, it is my duty to serve.” Spell replied, trying his best not to show any emotion, fearing that Cadance might figure something out. “I too, am ready to fulfill my duties here in the Empire.”

“Very well. Flurry, Shining.” Cadance called to the other two, getting their attention. “Shining, Captain Spell is ready to meet the guards he will be properly training. So I want you to bring him there.” Her lips curled to an almost playful smile. “And Flurry, you’ll be accompanying me back to the Castle. We have much to discuss about your new responsibilities.”

“Responsibilities?!” Flurry asked, only to look at Spell. Rolling her eyes a little, she walked over to her mother. “Of course mom, I’d love to.” To anyone who knew the Princess well, they could tell she wasn’t just being sarcastic, but was visibly annoyed by it.

As the two walked away, Flurry would look back at Spell, and the intensity in her eyes was enough to let him know she would remember this. But Gleaming only chuckled, walking over to Spell. Following their behavior as an easy going stallion, they wrapped an arm around the captain’s shoulder, pulling him in. Though it wasn’t visible, Spell could feel the mare’s fat tits press against his side, but he did his best to maintain his composure.

“So…how was fucking your daughter?” Gleaming whispered, nearly causing the stallion to fall back in shock. But Spell maintained his composure as best as he could. “Don’t worry, I won’t tell Cadance. If anything, I think it’s hot as fuck.”

“I have no idea what you’re talking about.” Spell replied, equally whispering back to the unicorn. “All I did was watch over the Princess, keep her safe, and ensure that nothing-”

“Really?” Gleaming interrupted, pulling the stallion a little closer, making sure her boobs pressed more against his side. “That’s not what I heard, daddy.” Spell tensed up as his eyes went wide, to which the unicorn laughed. “Don’t worry, don’t worry, I won’t tell Cadance. I just wanted to see that look on your face.”

“What do you want?” Spell asked, knowing full well how trapped he was. “What’s your price?”

“My price? Why Spell Break, did you think I would extort you for my own pleasure?” Gleaming asked, only to start laughing again. “Oh don’t worry, my silence is free. So long as Cadance doesn’t find out. I’m not gonna be there when shit hits the fan. But in any event, let me show you the guards you’ll be training.”

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Following a long and exhausting day, both Flurry and Spell found themselves in the same hallway. As soon as the mare saw him, she grabbed him, dragging him to her chambers. She had a remarkably high amount of strength, but then again, Spell was quite tired with the guards he had to train. As soon as they were in her room, Flurry blasted it with every possible magical ward she could muster before looking at the stallion with hungry eyes.

“You’re a really clever bastard, did you know that?” Flurry commented, starting to strip herself from her clothes. Showing off her alluring, sweating body to the stallion, she giggled. “Mother was so kind to keep me busy all day long. Fuck, I’ve never been this pent up in my life. Just fuck, I couldn’t get away from her at all thanks to you.”

“Well, you are a Princess, and as a Princess, your duties are to your subjects and to learn how to rule.” Spell explained, showing no sympathy in his voice, though took some amusement in Flurry’s frustration. “Besides, I agree with Cadance. You should spend less time sleeping around.”

“Oh? I see, you want me all to yourself?” Flurry playfully teased, swaying her way over to the stallion. “You don’t want me fucking other studs when you can have me all to yourself. Is that it?”

“I said nothing of the sort.” Spell replied, maintaining himself as best as he could. But the look in Flurry’s eyes was obvious. She craved cock and he was the only one in the room. “It is a Princess’ duty to their cities and responsibilities.”

“And if I recall, it’s a guard’s ‘duties’ and ‘responsibilities’ to serve their Princess.” Flurry mocked back, sounding a mix of playful and annoyed. “So since you were ‘so kind’ to help me with my ‘duties’, I’ll help you with yours.” Spell could only nervously swallow, knowing full well, he may have pushed her a little too far.

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Spell and Flurry were on her bed, both of them naked as the two of them were passionately fucking. The princess was riding his cock, looking away from the stallion as he held her legs up and his hands rested on the back of her head. Her tits bounced and swayed, making her only moan out more and more like a whore. This was even better than normal. She had always been able to fuck whenever and whoever she wished, but to go hours and hours without, only to then indulge, it was intoxicating.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, mmm…yeah…” Flurry moaned, looking back at Spell as he was hammering faster and faster in her pussy. “Come on daddy, fuck this pussy!”

The tone of voice, how she repeatedly called him ‘daddy’, and the utter disregard for anything but her sex drive. Flurry was a whore, an irredeemable slut who would fuck any cock that was placed in front of her. Spell could barely think as he continued to fuck faster and faster. This mare was just bottomless, her pussy could just take his size, and yet bounce on it for more and more. It was so good, she had a remarkably fuckable pussy, even after busting load after load in it, his cock couldn’t get limp.

Gritting his teeth, Spell could only hiss out in pleasure. This mare’s pussy was clamping on him so tightly, and she wasn’t planning on letting him go until the both of them would pass out. The stallion couldn’t stop as well, he knew Flurry wouldn’t stop until she was fucked into an orgasm coma. This was how she was, she was just a whore, a mare who would fuck and be fucked by anyone. And as he continued to delve his dick in and out of her soft fuckhole, Spell contemplated what he could do.

He could come clean, face whatever punishment Cadance could muster, and try to be a proper father to Flurry. But would this even work? Would it matter? Could Flurry even change if she learned the truth? Then again, there was something else that Spell could do. His daughter was going to be a slut, there wasn’t a thing he could do about it, but he could try to work with it. He could be the only one she fucks, this way, he could keep her away from anyone who would use her.

Feeling somewhat of a better motivation, despite the obvious risks, Spell fucked faster and faster. He was hammering his cock in and out, making the mare moan out more and more. Her pussy tightened as she could feel the cockhead passionately kissing at her cervix. Spell was throbbing, getting closer and closer to orgasm. The stallion’s thrusts were getting stronger and stronger, and Flurry’s eyes were rolling back as her tongue dangled out in her coming climax.

“Here it comes, you royal whore.” Spell grunted, saying whatever he needed to, to keep the mare hooked. “Here’s that cum you wanted!” At that, he pulled her down, bottoming out as he came.

The hot load flooded into her pussy soaking her womb and stuffing it, but even then, he didn’t let up. If anything, Spell was only just beginning. Even while still cumming in his daughter, he released his hold on her, causing her body to go partially limp as her legs went forward and arms fell to her sides. Grabbing at the arms, the stallion took his strength, lifting Flurry, even with his cock still cumming inside her. And within moments, he was now standing, hands holding hers behind her back, and started to thrust again.

“Fuck, really going rough, are you?” Flurry gasped and moaned, feeling as this dick was delving even deeper as her legs partially dangled off the floor. Spell said nothing, only fucking faster and faster. “Well, come on daddy. I can’t feel a fucking thing!” Hearing that, Spell rammed again, pulling her back as he bottomed out again, her belly bulged as his cock and cum stuffed her womb. Gasping, she cooed. “Mmm yeah, that’s it daddy. Fuck this pussy harder.”

Spell continued to hold nothing back, only fucking, and fucking, and fucking, and fucking. His cock was being so tightly gripped by this pussy, and her moans only pushed him to go hard and faster. Flurry’s mind was a mush, a sexual frenzy of maddening pleasure. Nothing that didn’t involve Spell fucking her like a dirty little whore was pushed away from any concious thoughts. She loved this, whatever had happened to this stubborn stallion, she wasn’t going to complain.

“Come on you bitch, I thought you were gonna fuck me, not bore me.” Flurry teased, curious to see just how far she could push Spell now that he was at this point. “If you can’t make me cum, I might just find someone else to make me-”

“Shut up, whore.” Spell snapped a little, tightening his grip on her hands. He pulled them back, making her moan from the small pain it caused. “You’ve been cumming this whole time. And I’ll make sure you never go anywhere else for cock again.” Thrusting faster and faster, he fucked his daughter, leaning in closer to kiss at her neck. “It’s my turn to make you scream.”

Opening his mouth, Spell playfully bit at Flurry’s neck. The mare gasped out, twitching and spasming in orgasm. Cum and nectar spilled on the floor, she came over and over again. It felt so good, and Spell was being so rough and brutal with her. Where did this passion come from? This wasn’t the type of obedience she had gotten from other stallions she had tamed, but neither was this some big strong guy trying to break her. Spell wasn’t fucking around, he was savagely ravaging her body and he was winning.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck!” Flurry moaned, cumming between her hot breaths. Her eyes were trembling as they rolled back and her tongue danged again. She had the most fucked silly, sloppy, and vulgar look on her face. “How could you think…this was enough…you little…fuck…”

She couldn’t even hold onto her pride as anything she tried to say was easily betrayed by the look on her face. Ego gave way to blushing shame as she was just twitching and cumming on this fat cock. There was nothing she could do but go limp. Spell looked over her shoulder, seeing the mess he had made of his daughter. Perhaps this was a little too much? Or maybe this was just the first of many steps to come? He did want to make sure Flurry would only come to him, to keep her from other stallions. So this was the right choice…he hoped.

“Looks like you’ve had enough.” Spell commented, turning towards the bed to slowly lower the mare. Flurry’s body only twitched and cooed as he carefully released his hold on her. Resting her on the bed, he sighed. “Okay, I think this will do for tonight.” Turning to walk away, he barely made it a couple steps before he heard a sound.

“Oh…Daddy…” Flurry teased, having moved to crouch a little at the edge of the bed. As soon as Spell turned to look at her, she was like a feral, heat stricken animal as she gazed at him. “We’re not done yet.” With that, she leapt at him.

Decades of guard training paid off, match with the immense strength he had as Spell caught the mare, but she used this moment to push her sobbing, fucked open pussy against this cock again, bottoming out the length inside her. He gasped as she hissed through her teeth in another orgasm. Pushing more against his shoulders, she positioned her legs against his thighs for balance. She looked at him with wild, savage eyes. It was like she wasn’t just in estrus, but a lustful madness that could only be satisfied with endless sex.

Spell tried to speak, but as soon as he opened his mouth, Flurry started kissing it. More than that, her tongue explored his mouth, rubbing and embracing his as she moaned whorishly. The stallion’s cock only throbbed more and more, making the mare shiver harder and she was soaking along not just this dick, but his waist as well. Wrapping her hands around his shoulders, she hugged her tits against his chest as she rode this cock as he remained standing.

“Fucking…wonderful…beautiful…fucking fat…cock…” Flurry moaned between panting breaths as she continued to make out with Spell. “You aren’t…going anywhere…you’re my stallion…my guard…my pet…my toy…mine…mine…mine…” She was clearly moaning in a state of deranged euphoria. She couldn’t stop and Spell was just struggling to keep the two of them from falling over.

What Spell had done, seemed to have worked; a little too well. Flurry’s eyes were almost spinning in a frenzy of these raw, primal emotions. It felt so good, and she couldn’t stop herself. Even as she was milking out every drop that Spell was gonna pump into her again and again, she wanted more. She needed more. This stallion was just perfect. He was better than anyone she had ever fucked, the only one to drive her to this savage behavior, and yet the only one to even remotely come close to taming her.

She longed for him, she wanted nothing more than to be with him. She was going to claim this cock, ride it, suck it, fuck it, and milk it. Just as Spell was going to warp and shape her pussy to match only his marvelous dick, Flurry was going to make sure this stallion wouldn’t want anyone else but her. A losing cause, as Celestia had laid such a claim decades ago, but Flurry didn’t know that, and even if she did, she saw it as a challenge.

“Fucking…love…cock…so much…cock…give me…cock…” Flurry moaned more and more incoherently. She was driven by insane lust, a maddening passion that was only instinct and pleasure. Pushing faster and faster, she could feel Spell was getting ready to cum. Closer and closer, almost there. “More…more…more…more…more…more…more…”

Spell couldn’t do anything, only reach up with his hands to help hold his daughter up. But all this did was grope at her fat, soft ass, which made her moan more in his mouth, and cum all over his cock. The stallion’s dick was going to blow too. His balls were tightening against his body as his shaft swelled and throbbed. It was going to be a big orgasm, and at this point, there was no holding back. Thrusting to match her mad slapping of her ass against dick, Spell was going to cum.

“You want cock? You want cum?” Spell groaned, his words echoing in Flurry’s mouth as he was moving faster and faster. “Then take it you royal whore…take every…last…fucking…drop of it!” He bottomed out as he said his last breaths.

Flurry’s eyes twitched and nearly went cross eyed as she was cumming on this dick. Spell’s dick pushed into her womb, depositing his hot, thick, and heavy load into her pussy. Flurry’s insides stretched and bloated as more and more spunk flooded inside. If not for magic, she would be getting knocked up a dozen times over by just this alone. It was so hot, her body shivered as she had succumbed to the pleasure.

Fatigue had finally struck at the stallion harder than before. There was no way he was gonna hold Flurry up any longer. Staggering as best as he could, Spell couldn’t do anything else but collapse on the bed. Holding the mare as close as he could, he moved and fell backwards, the two of them landing on the soft bed. Pillows bounced off and around them and Flurry slipped off his cock, landing at his side. It wasn’t the smoothest fall, but it looks like no one got hurt.

But this was it, the massive amount of fucking was over. Spell was laying in Flurry’s bed, the mare snuggling up against him as she was basking in the afterglow of her numerous, mind breaking orgasms. It was a bitter sweet moment for the stallion. He managed to sway his daughter to favor her more than anyone else; at least, that’s what he hoped. But there was equally the chance that he had gotten her too addicted and now he would have to keep up with this or she might wander off.

It wasn’t exactly what he wanted when it came to his daughter, but it might be a start. He wasn’t exactly sure, but for the time being, Flurry seemed happy. I'm a little too happy. Snuggling up to Spell, she couldn’t help but cooed a little as she hugged him. Her naked, sweating tits pressed against his strong body as her head rested on one of his arms. It was a sweet sight, a contrast to how she would normally look at him like a hunk of sex meat.

“That was amazing.” Flurry cooed, looking at Spell with hearts in her eyes. “I didn’t know you had it in you.”

“Well, I’m just full of surprises.” Spell replied, trying not to look at her face, as it was so cute, he blushed a little. “But, it seems this will have to be an everyday thing if I’m to keep you away from other stallions.”

“Oh? So you are trying to keep me for yourself.” Flurry giggled, teasing at Spell’s blushing face. “Oh don’t you worry, I’m not gonna go to lesser stallions after this.” She cuddled up to the stallion closer. “I mean, I’ve had all the guards in the castle run a train on me and they didn’t make me cum even half as much.”

“I see…” Spell replied, her paternal instincts drove him to consider pushing these same guards through an even more intense work out for this. But these thoughts drifted and settled. “Well, I’m content that you’re satisfied.”

“Oh! That reminds me actually.” Flurry commented, rolling out of bed. Quickly floating over a quill, ink, and scroll, she quickly wrote something up. “And done!” Before Spell could even ask, she ignited her horn, and the scroll was gone.

“What was that?” Spell asked, sounding a little more worried. “What did you just do?”

“Don’t be such a scaredy cat, I didn’t tell anyone about us.” Flurry explained, smirking playfully at the stallion. “I was just messaging Auntie Twilight about something. She said she might have a certain gift for me, and I figured now was the perfect time.” Her eyes then glanced down at Spell’s cock which was still half erect. “Speaking of the perfect time. Looks like you’re getting all hard again. Wanna fuck again?”

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