Celestia and Silver Spoon discuss whore/consort contracts

This chapter will be non-humanized pony clop

Thanks to Diamond Sparkle for the unique request :3

Categories: Whore, Consort, Celestia, Aged-up Silver Spoon

Warnings: Should be tame

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“The Contract”

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“Our agenda?” Celestia said, half-interested in her aide’s dull, boring drone. He read each item off of the list as if he were an autonomous machine. In the same pitch, with the same inflection, with the same dull, boring, monotonous tone…

“At ten-thirty you have lunch with the representative of the crystal kingdom, at noon you have tea with your student, at twelve-thirty you’ve a spa appointment, at two there is a budget meeting, at four there will be a charity drawing, at five you are slated to make an appearance at the opening of the Wonderbolts show, at seven will be dinner with Princess Luna, and at eight… Well…” The pause in her aide’s monotonous speech was so uncharacteristic, Celestia actually did a double-take.

“Quill?” She asked inquisitively, peering down at the nervous unicorn. Her aide shuffled through his papers, his magic glimmering as he tried to find the one he sought.

“Eer… Forgive me, my princess, but I can’t find the docket…”

“Docket for what?” She asked, taking a step closer. “What happens at eight this evening?”

“The new matron for… Eer… For the Spoon family…” Celestia blinked, then smiled. That’s right… Silver was coming of age.

“Aah. No need to find the docket, Quill. I shall improvise.”

“P-princess?” He stuttered, looking up at her with wide eyes. She winked at him slyly, resuming her slow walk down the hall.

“Not the first time I’ve interviewed for the position, Quill.”

“Aah... Y-yes, princess…” Quill seemed relieved to have avoided disaster. Then again, a document for a meeting about such a thing was an uncommon occurrence… Despite the busy day ahead of her, Celestia was looking forward to two things. The spa, and her eight-o-clock appointment. It was close to ten-fifteen, and Celestia was enjoying the leisurely stroll to her lunch appointment. Breakfast still weighed heavily in her stomach, which was good considering it was bad manners to eat a large lunch during meeting with esteemed dignitaries. Perhaps she would settle for a small citrus salad… Not to mention tea with Twilight was going to top her off… Which would hopefully leave her enough time for a short flight. Celestia rarely got to exercise these days.

She and Quill cut through the gardens, taking a moment to inhale the fresh scent of a lilac bush before making their way into the eastern wing. Bowing gracefully, Quill left her at the door with seven minutes to spare until her appointment. Punctuality was one of Celestia’s greatest traits, and she owed it to her five-star aide. Nevertheless, her mind was focused on the business at hand. With five minutes remaining, Celestia opened the doors and put on her smile. Time to meet with an old friend…

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As usual, the day went perfectly well. Lunch with the crystal dignitary was productive, and Twilight’s company was always a pleasure. Her unicorn protégé had much to share about recent lessons, some of which were absolutely fascinating. Celestia had enjoyed a fast flight shortly after, working up a good sweat before the spa. Sometimes, Celestia felt guilty for showing up at the spa in such a state, but the girls seemed almost all too happy to go to work on her frazzled mane, or to wash away the dust. That, and the preening had been top-notch.

Refreshed and renewed, Celestia had attended both the budget meeting and the charity drawing with a wide smile on her face. Both proved to be extremely productive, and much to her surprise, the Wonderbolts season opener was both riveting and enjoyable. She got to unwind with a few drinks, and all the excitement managed to work up her appetite surprisingly well. By the time dinner with her sister rolled around, Celestia was hungry.

“Good evening, Luna.” Celestia quipped cheerily as she entered the royal dining hall.

“Celestia. Did the day go well?”

“Surprisingly so.” Celestia took her seat opposite Luna at the intimate little table, already set out with some appetizers.

“You seem happy. More so than usual.” Luna observed, sipping at her coffee. Given the night Celestia had ahead of her, she helped herself to a cup as well. “And you’re drinking my coffee. Something is happening this evening, isn’t it?”

“Something indeed.” Celestia said with a warm smile, adding cream and sugar to the near-black liquid. Luna drank hers straight.

“Mind informing me?”

“Of course,” Celestia sipped at the drink, humming her approval. “Silver Spoon will be taking her mother’s position this evening, provided all goes well.”

“Silver? Really? Is it that time already?”

“Well… Unless I’m mistaken, her mother has fallen ill. So, unfortunately, proper ceremony will have to wait.”

“That’s unfortunate… Is there anything we can do for her?”

“The doctor seems to think we cannot… And you and I both know some ponies just have their time.”

“True…” Luna appeared downtrodden. “But Silver? Really? I thought her home was in Ponyville? In fact, correspondence from her father suggested she was growing up to be somewhat of… How do you say, a snob?”

“Up until recently, it has been, and you’re correct…” Celestia waved a hoof absently. “But I met with her father a few weeks ago. Apparently, the younger sisters of Rarity and Applejack, along with their friend, have had quite an impact on Silver. She’s still rather… Well, stuck-up, as you know all Spoons are, but she’s grown up quite a bit. She’s already twenty-three.”

“Really? Has it been that long?”

“Time flies, does it not?”

“Wow… I guess it does. She’s only two years younger than the requirement. Goodness, she might be the youngest matron in history.”

“Not quite… I’m afraid in your absence, I interviewed an eighteen-year-old.”

“Eighteen? What brought that about?” Luna seemed to be halfway between shocked and amused. Learning of things that had happened during her thousand-year imprisonment was always interesting to her. Celestia figured she would have been bitter, but following Nightmare Moon’s defeat, her sister had been remarkably humble.

“Ironically, sickness yet again… It’s been rumored the Spoon family has weak blood.”

“That might explain it… How did said eighteen-year-old do?”

“She was among the best I’ve ever seen, ever since the first matron.” Celestia sighed happily, remembering the pleasant memories even over the haze of time.

“Well, high hopes that Silver performs as admirably. To the Spoon family.” Luna raised her coffee cup, and Celestia happily clinked them together.

Dinner was always a pleasant affair. Luna and Celestia worked so well together, they always shared everything and held meaningful conversations. Whenever they disagreed, they would handle the arguments civilly, and were perfect balances for one another. Where Celestia tended to be liberal in handling the affairs of Equestria, Luna’s conservative standpoint would check her when it was necessary. She was a perfect partner. Together, the two of them had guided Equestria into an unprecedented age of prosperity, unseen since Nightmare Moon’s banishment. Once dinner was finished, the two of them executed the change from night into day, and the magnificent display of heavenly prowess always left Celestia feeling rather reverent, and even a little thankful.

Luna’s beautiful moon lit Celestia’s late-night stroll. Shortly after dinner, Quill had been relieved and Celestia was left to her own devices. With half an hour left until she was due at the Spoon household, she enjoyed yet another peaceful walk. Alone in the gardens, Celestia wandered the hedge maze for a while, visited the statue of Discord, and admired the night sky. Fifteen to, she boarded her carriage. These sorts of things did require a small amount of ceremony, despite how short a distance the house was from the castle.

“House” might not have been the proper term… More like a mansion. The Spoon family had always boasted luxurious living and high-brow fashion, and thanks to their line of business, they could certainly afford it… Still, Celestia was impressed with how well they managed. They had faced their fair share of controversy in the past, but thanks to Celestia’s intervention, they had flourished. In return, the Spoon family made several generous contributions to the community, and were always willing to cater to Celestia’s… Requests.

When she arrived, the red carpet was, quite literally, rolled out for her. She smiled warmly, and unlike other professional engagements, this one was genuine. The carpet was warm and soft beneath her hooves as she exited the carriage, stretching across the cobblestone drive all the way to the front door. As she approached, two ravishing-looking mares in high-cut dresses pulled the doors open for her, bowing as she passed. When she entered the foyer, she was greeted by close to forty such mares (and a few stallions) all dressed in alluring, varied clothes. Pegasi, Earth Ponies, Unicorns, they were all there. Smiling, talking amongst themselves, and as Celestia approached the front desk, the stallion behind it smiled warmly at her.

“Good evening, Princess. You’re early.”

“Naturally.” She said, her tone absent given she was eyeing one very attractive stallion seated casually on a nearby couch. The pony behind the desk followed her line of sight.

“Aah… If you’d like, I could arrange-“

“No need.” Celestia cut him off, just barely managing to tear her gaze away from the other stallion. “I’m afraid I’m here for business this evening.”

“Of course.” The cheeky stallion’s knowing smile accompanied him as he slipped out form behind the main desk. “Right this way, Princess.” She was led into the Spoon household, off and away from the main thoroughfare of lounges and sitting rooms. Some of which she was familiar with herself. Rather than visit the numerous rooms and lounges, though, Celestia was led into a much more formal area of the mansion. Five minutes before her scheduled appointment, Celestia was led into a beautifully-furnished office.

“She’ll be right with you, Princess. Can I get you anything?”

“No, thank you.” Celestia scanned the walls, which were hung with several portraits of the family. When the receptionist left her, she was focusing on one photo in particular…

“Dear Polish…” She sighed, looking at the framed photo hanging in the middle of all the others. “I’m going to miss you…” Silver’s mother, the current matron of the Spoon family, was a good friend of Celestia’s. The two of them had been through quite a bit together, including a little bit of a changeling fiasco. The picture itself was Celestia and Polished, or Polish for short, enjoying a peaceful chat with good drinks and good company. She sighed wistfully, raising a hoof to the frame…

“That was her favorite picture.” Celestia nearly jumped at the sound of Silver’s voice, glancing over her shoulder at the white-maned mare. “Her stories of you were some of my favorites growing up. Every time we got the chance to visit Canterlot and see her, I always wanted to hear about you… She’d bring me in this very office, sit me in that chair there, and tell me the story about that picture…” Celestia looked back at the picture, remembering well that night in particular…

“I’m sorry to hear of her sickness… You know that we’re willing to use anything at our disposal to help…”

“This is, unfortunately, one of those that cannot be helped.” Silver said quietly. Celestia could tell the situation weighed heavily on the young mare’s mind, by the way she seemed so downtrodden… “Besides. It’s her time… She has no regrets.”

“Is it painless?”

“Mostly. Just a matter of time at this point… Ahem.” Silver cleared her throat, quickly wiping a hoof over her eyes. She pushed her glasses up to get at the tears that fought to break free, and when they fell back in place, she had to take a moment to adjust them. Celestia smiled warmly, turning her back on the photo.

“Sorry. I know I’m here for business, so let’s get to it.”

“Right… Well, this is an interview, so… I suppose… Ask me any question?” Silver was still relatively young, especially for a position such as this. Under more fortunate circumstances, she would have had two whole years to prepare for the role. Celestia knew she was prepared enough, though. It would be tough, but with the princess’ guidance, Silver would likely be an admirable matron.

“First off, let’s just clear the air…” Celestia gently lowered herself into the chair opposite Silver’s, the two of them locking gazes across the desk. “We’re both professional mares, so there shouldn't be any shame when we mention the word ‘consort,’ ‘escort,’ or ‘whore.’ What you and your family do is not only beneficial to the community, but an integral part of Equestrian society. I’m both honored and proud to call your home and establishment a part of my esteemed city. These terms are not derogatory to me. If anything, Silver, they are a badge of honor and should be worn proudly.” Silver’s smile was both genuine and heart-warming. Celestia’s face mirrored the grey mare’s, the two of them sharing a moment.

“Thank you, Princess. My mother spoke very highly of your approval. Having you on our side was paramount in ensuring we had a place in the world.” Silver’s respectful tone mirrored her humble bow. Silver was already making a good impression. Celestia had high hopes for the young matron. “Hearing it from you directly, though, is something else entirely. I’d be lying if I said it didn’t put some fears to rest.” They both chuckled slightly before Celestia continued.

“Then on to business. I’m going to be very firm when I make the next few points, Silver… They are irrevocable, and concrete. Not negotiable. Do you understand?”

“Completely.”

“Right. First, no pony will be strong-armed or manipulated into a contract with your family. Being an escort is a profession, a way to make a living. Every pony who works for you will do so of their own accord, and reserves the right to withdrawal their contract at any time for any reason, and can choose to keep that reason secret should they wish. No questions asked. Inversely, you and your family have the right to interview, audition, and decide whether or not a candidate is suitable for employment. Do you understand this?”

“Yes, Princess, I do.”

“Summarize, please.”

“In short, we aren’t allowed to force any pony into a contract against their wishes, but we have final say over who we decide to hire.”

“Precisely.” Celestia smiled. Silver was VERY promising. “The second point, however, is open to negotiation. Under your mother’s administration, she and the administrative personnel were funded off of one-fifth or twenty percent of all employee’s income. These costs were factored into what you already charge. Do you wish to keep the same system?”

“Actually…” Silver held a hoof up before sliding open one of the drawers on the desk. She extracted a thin folder, sliding it across the desk towards Celestia. “After a review of our numbers, the administrative team has agreed to take a price cut. We will only take fifteen percent of the total income of all contracted employees, and the additional five percent will be deposited directly into the Canterlot Foal’s Fund. Our charges will remain the same, so outstanding accounts will not be effected, but we generate more revenue for charitable causes. It's all in there.” Celestia blinked at the folder, then at Silver Spoon herself, and then at the folder again.

“Excuse me…?” She asked, trying to comprehend exactly what Silver was saying.

“As it turns out, there were several members among our clerical staff who were not performing satisfactorily, or were stealing directly from some of our contracted employees. As such, I plan on eliminating these positions if you find me to be suitable for my mother's position.” Celestia levitated the folder before herself, opening it and quickly scanning over the numbers inside. They warranted a second look, however, at the shocking figures she saw.

“Silver, with this plan, you’d be donating over twenty thousand bits a year to the fund…”

“Precisely. The income for our contracted employees remains the same, and with the cut of those positions, since they really weren’t working anyways, we still function at the same capacity. Truthfully, the actual figure of income donated is closer to four-point-three percent.” She tapped a spot on the sheet, indicating the figure under ‘Re-appropriated Salary.’

“And the extra point-seven percent?”

“Point-three-five percent would go to my personal aide, and point-three-five to myself. As a… Business incentive.” Celestia set the folder down, straightening as she looked across the desk at the young mare.

“Silver, how long have you worked on this plan?”

“This one? I drafted it within a week, and finalized it in ten days… Why?”

“In less than two weeks, you’ve managed to take an excellently-functioning system, and improve it so that you’re not only benefiting the community, but yourself as well. Quite frankly, I’m impressed.” The blush on the grey mare’s cheeks was almost painfully obvious. For the first time since the beginning of the meeting, she stuttered.

“Th-thank you, Princess… I am not worthy.”

“Quite the contrary, Silver. I believe you are perfectly worthy.” Celestia slowly stood from her chair, smiling at the mare across the table. “Silver Spoon, please stand.” Eyes wide with shock at the quick turn of events, Silver smoothly stood from her own chair, and when Celestia nodded, she slowly slipped around the desk.

“Silver Spoon, on behalf of the Royal Pony Sisters, Princess Celestia and Princess Luna, I make the following declaration: Silver of the Spoon family is now the sole matron of the Spoon household until the time that her daughter, yet to be born, comes of the age twenty-five, or is found suitable to hold the title of ‘Matron,’ as decided by either myself or Princess Luna. This order is irrevocable, final, and resolute, pending acceptance of the aforementioned party. Do you agree?”

In perfect fashion, Silver Spoon bowed her head reverently and knelt before Celestia. “If my Princess finds me worthy, I agree.” Celestia smiled softly. Even the youth understood and respected ceremony, apparently.

“Your princess finds you worthy. Rise, Matron Silver.” When Silver lifted her head, Celestia leaned in and gingerly pressed her lips to the young mare’s brow, sealing the deal with the traditional gesture. Once it was finished, Silver exhaled slightly, her cheeks flushed. Celestia smiled down at her, glad that the formalities were done. “How do you feel?”

“Nervous. Excited. Apprehensive. Positive. A whole slew of emotions, Princess…” Silver admitted, chuckling nervously. “I just hope I can do as good a job as my mother…” Celestia’s gaze flicked over her shoulder at the framed picture on the wall.

“If you’re anything like your mother was, then there’s no need to worry.” Silver appeared relieved to hear it, and she offered Celestia a brave smile.

“Thank you, Princess. I promise, I’ll strive to uphold my mother’s title. Would you care for a tour? Perhaps a drink?” Celestia was suddenly bombarded with a sudden memory. Polish, twenty-some years younger, smiling at Celestia in this very office, shortly after she had been named matron herself. She had spoken those exact same words…

“You know…” Celestia mused. “That sounds divine. Brandy, if you have it.”

“Would you like to move somewhere more comfortable? There is a lounge just across the hall…”

“Of course. Lead the way.” Silver smiled yet again, leading Celestia out into the hall. In the somewhat dim light of Silver’s office, Celestia hadn’t quite noticed it… But out in the hall, where the light was brighter, she noticed something… The grey mare’s mane wasn’t just white… But it shimmered much like her namesake. The long, stylized strands rippled in a wave as she gracefully led Celestia from her office into a lounge. A warm fire crackled in the fireplace nearby, casting it’s flickering light across the entire room. That was the only source of light available, and the comfortable-looking leather couches were worn with the long years of good use. The entire room smelled faintly of pipe smoke and alcohol, aged leather and firewood. It was such a warm, homey sort of scent that Celestia felt immediately relaxed. More so than the spa visit, even…

“One cube or two?”

“One, thank you.” Celestia nodded to Silver, who had already crossed the room to a liquor cabinet. Despite being an earth pony, Silver maneuvered the bottle of amber liquid and the tray of ice masterfully. She was incredibly graceful, so sure of her motions as she poured two glasses. Celestia hovered her own over from the cabinet, and when Silver joined her on the couch opposite, she held her glass up.

“To the Spoon family.”

“Long life and prosperity.” They clinked glasses and toasted, and Celestia savored the fiery taste on her tongue before swallowing.

“Brilliant…”

“Aged seventy-five years, straight from Appleoosa.” Silver swirled her own glass of liquor, making the fire glint off the of ice cubes submerged in the delicious liquid.

“Your mother was fond of gin, if I recall…”

“Alas, I’m afraid that’s one aspect I don’t follow in her hoofsteps.” Silver chuckled, sipping once more. She moaned into her glass, eyes closing as she handled the acrid burn admirably well. Celestia knew then that this was a pony who could handle her liquor.

“Aah, but for a pegasus…”

“True. They typically like vodka or seltzers… Lighter drinks… No, for a pegasus, mother was always able to handle gin and rum rather well…”

“So, you two were close, then…?” Celestia asked. Silver’s expression turned down a little at the question, and she hugged the glass closer to her chest.

“As close as we could be, I suppose…” Her eyes misted over a little, making Celestia wish she hadn’t asked. “I lived in Ponyville with dad, and she handled business here… You know how it works… We Spoons can never live with our husbands. We’d go insane having to stick to one stallion. Don’t get me wrong, they loved one another… But they couldn’t live together.” Celestia seized the opportunity to turn the conversation around.

“Do you think you’ll find somepony suitable?” It was a double-edged question. Celestia cared about the Spoon family’s lineage, and each matron’s choice of husband was always a topic of interest to her. That, and she was honestly concerned for young Silver’s love life. Odd, considering her line of work…

“I’m too young to worry about love right now.” Silver said, sighing wistfully. “In another year or two, when things have evened out and I’m more accustomed to working here, then I might consider it. But right now? I need to focus, make sure the family is taken care of…” She spoke with wisdom, which was shocking. Typically, young Spoons were brash and callous, caring less for others than they did for themselves. Silver, it seemed, was anything but… Perhaps Rarity and Applejack’s younger sisters had had more of an impact than Celestia had been led to believe… What were their names? Celestia tried to recall… That’s right. Applebloom, Sweetie Belle… And the other? She was a pegasus… Scootaloo. That was it. In the back of her mind, Celestia made a note to check in on those three. If Silver turned out to be as good at her job as her mother had been, she might just owe the three of them a thank-you…

“Very wise words,” Celestia said softly, still nursing her own glass. “You’re very mature for your age. Long, long ago, I interviewed one younger than you, though. Her mother had grown ill, much like yours, when she was only eighteen years old. She was initially very arrogant and impetuous. Abrasively so at times. But I had no other choice. She matured quickly enough, but those few years were probably the most stressful of the Spoon family’s history.”

“I’ve heard the stories of Starry…” Silver chuckled slightly. “She turned out alright, but you’re right… She almost put the family under a few times when she was younger.”

“Needless to say,” Celestia smiled at Silver. “You’re much more promising than she was. I’m happy to have called you matron.” They clinked glasses once more before drinking again…

And so the night went, both of them polishing off three glasses apiece. Celestia may have been part pegasus herself, but she could handle liquor as well as any earth pony. When Silver Spoon developed a semi-permanent blush, she began to consider stopping.

“Because, you see,” Silver continued their conversation, chuckling a little more than she ought to. “You never know how much you love somepony until you’ve loved another…”

“How does the saying go? ‘It’s better to have loved and lost than to never have loved at all?’ I think you’ve just added a new level… It’s better to have loved and lost and loved again than… Than…”

“Princess, you’re drunk.”

“F-fuck, yeah I am.” They both laughed heartily, setting empty glasses on the table. They were speaking casually, and even through the buzz of alcohol, Celestia remembered fondly the same scenario with Polish that she had shared long ago. When she glanced at the clock, though, she was struck with how late it was getting.

“Oh goodness… Look at the time.” Silver muttered, noting the same thing that Celestia did. “You probably have to get going to bed soon, am I right…?”

“Hrm… As much as I’d hate to admit it, I probably do… Curses, I’m far too drunk to be seen right now…” Silver perked up at Celestia’s words, smiling coyly.

“Well… You know, we DO have a lot of open beds here…”

“Silver,” Celestia teased, leaning across the table a little. “Are you suggesting I become a customer for the night?”

“N-no! No, not at all!” Silver flustered. “I’m… I mean, if you wanted to, it’s not my right to say that you aren’t welcome… But… I mean, have you…? Do you…?”

“I have in the past… Eer, the recent past…” Just last month, if she recalled correctly… Alicorns had needs, too.

“Oh… Well, I’m sure we can arrange something…” Silver swayed a little in her couch, slowly coming to her hooves. Despite the alcohol, she still moved gracefully, with no small amount of dignity and poise. “Let me go check if we have any open beds…”

“I think… We needn’t worry about that…” Celestia leaned over the back of the couch, watching Silver’s backside as she walked towards the door. When her words caused the grey mare to freeze, she smiled.

“How… You can tell?”

“Hmm, no… I don’t know for certain if you have any guest beds open…” Celestia raised one hoof to drape over the back of the couch, her cheeks now more flushed than decency should allow. “But I know of a… Ahem… Personal bed that’s vacant…”

Silver’s jaw dropped.

“Princess, are you… Are you suggesting…?”

“Everyone has a price, Silver.” Celestia mused, letting her eyes very pointedly glide over the beautiful mare’s shapely body. “I wonder… What’s yours…?”

“I… I…” Celestia wasn’t the only one blushing anymore. Granted, hers may have been from alcohol, but Silver’s was from embarrassment, or maybe arousal… Whatever it was, Celestia thought it was damn cute.

She made a note to be more careful when she drank.

“P-princess, I… I don’t think…”

“Hmm?” Celestia raised her head slightly, her heavy-lidded eyes peering across the warm lounge at Silver. “Don’t think what? It’d be fitting?”

“Y… Yes,” Silver sighed and hung her head. “I mean… I know I’m in the business and everything, but would it be fitting to… Sell?”

“Your mother did.” Celestia said softly. That drew a look of astonishment from Silver. Celestia smiled softly, rolling her head to the side a little. “Several times.” She said the next in the huskiest, most seductive voice she could manage. “To me.”

“Wh… Really?”

“Mmhmm…”

“I… Wow…”

“Think about it this way, Silver…” Celestia slowly rose to her own hooves, making sure she was balanced before walking around the couch. “Given your reaction, I’m assuming you haven’t done so yet.”

“What, sold? Contracted?”

“Exactly. Have you not?”

“No…”

“Have you never…”

“No, I have done that…” Silver blushed deeper. “A… A few times…” Celestia smiled, stopping directly in front of Silver.

“Well then. You’re no stranger.” She leaned her head in, capturing Silver’s attention with a soft smile. “Everyone has their price, Silver… I wonder… What’s yours?”

Silence reigned for a few long moments. Silver’s expression changed between everything from embarrassed to contemplative to offended. When her gaze met Celestia’s, though, she had this look about her… In those stormy eyes was a mix of emotions and feelings that Celestia found positively captivating… Defiance. Courage. Excitement. Arousal.

“Two hundred.”

“Done.”

“Follow me, my princess.” With a swish of her tail, Silver smoothly exited the room. Celestia fought to keep from smiling too wide as she followed. Unless she was mistaken, there was a sort of saunter to Silver’s step. Her hips swayed back and forth a little bit more…

Thankfully, they didn’t meet any pony else in the halls. No other contracted employees, clerical staff, or anyone. It was just her and Silver as she was led two floors up and into a more personalized part of the estate. Celestia knew from previous visits this was where the Spoon family proper lived. Their own personal rooms. She had never actually been to one before… Even the nights with Polish had been spent in the other rooms, the ones designated for customers. When Silver led her into a very lavish, well-appointed room, there were photos on the nightstand, on the dressers, and personal effects like jewelry and even a dresser topped with dolls nearby. Celestia smiled at the gesture. Silver may have been an amateur, indeed a virgin at selling herself, but being in her room made Celestia feel as if Silver trusted her.

“You’ll have to forgive the mess,” Silver muttered as she kicked some random article of clothing under the bed. Really, aside from that one dress or whatever it was, the room was spotless. Celestia found herself drawn to some of the photos. Most of them appeared to be her with her father, or her friends back in Ponyville. The third picture she came across was Silver with three other ponies, all of whom were beaming very happily at the camera.

“Is this…?”

“Hmm? Oh, yeah… That’s Applebloom, Sweetie Belle, and Scootaloo. They were good friends to me from Middle School on… I kinda miss them.” She pointed to each in turn. Two of the youthful faces reminded Celestia heavily of their elder sisters, Applejack and Rarity. They were almost identical, save for the color of their coats and manes… Applejack was young and strong, and Sweetie Belle was beautiful in a graceful, elegant sort of way. “Diamond Tiara and I kind of grew apart… Thankfully. She kind of turned out to be a bitch.” Celestia chuckled and tore her gaze away from the photo, focusing instead on the grey mare standing at her side.

“I’m glad you’ve made good friends, Silver. I’m proud of you.”

“I hope I made one more tonight…”

“Well,” Celestia leaned in a little, her cheeks still flushed. “With any luck, you’ll have made a friend and a customer.” Silver chuckled, looking up at Celestia with a brilliant expression.

“So, are we…”

“These things typically start with a kiss.” Celestia muttered, just loud enough for her to hear. “Or five…”

Silver huffed a soft breath. It could have been exasperation, it could have been anticipation. Whatever it was, it made Celestia’s own breath catch in her throat. Slowly, and very hesitantly, their lips met…

“Hmm…” Celestia moaned into the kiss, surprised at how well Silver’s petite mouth fit her own. The feel of her soft, tender lips send a shiver down Celestia’s flanks, her fur standing on end for a few moments. The initial chill faded into a dull sort of warmth, making her thoughts more cloudy than the three glasses of hard liquor had. All the more surprising, then, when Silver’s tongue darted out to slip just behind Celestia’s upper lip. She pulled back immediately, blushing furiously.

“Too fast?” She panted, trying hard not to look Celestia in the eyes. The princess slowly rose a hoof up, cupping Silver’s chin and lifting her gaze so they could look into one another’s eyes.

“Not fast enough.” The next kiss was positively filled with tongue. It started innocently enough, but as soon as Celestia’s tongue pushed forward, so did Silver’s. They met sweetly, undulating once before Silver courageously pushed forward even more. Celestia willingly yielded, letting her charge take the reins, so to speak.

“Mmph…” Silver groaned, her tongue exploring the inside of Celestia’s muzzle energetically. She licked all over, her tongue a ceaseless blur of motion and eagerness. The dull heat from before returned in force, starting in Celestia’s mouth and radiating down her neck in waves. Inbetween her hind legs, she felt the tingle begin… They kissed, getting downright sloppy for a few more moments before the second kiss finally ended. When Silver pulled away, a generous strand of saliva kept their mouths connected before breaking, swinging down to it’s landing spot on Silver’s blouse. Celestia smiled and wiped it away, admiring the glistening liquid on her hoof for a moment.

“Do you… Want to…” Her gaze flicked towards the bed, hinting at something more.

“Y-yeah…” Silver panted, letting out a shuddering breath. Celestia smiled as her horn glowed, smoothly lifting the crown off of her head. She levitated it to the bedside table, setting it down before working on her golden horseshoes. Silver, meanwhile, worked at removing her own clothes, just a simple blouse and her skirt. When Celestia was no longer clad in her regalia, she smoothly stepped up onto the bed, turning a full circle before setting down. Silver joined her hesitantly, moving slow as she nestled up against Celestia’s side.

“I’ve never…”

“Been with another female?”

“No, I have!” Silver flustered. So cute… “Just… Not one quite as… Eer…”

“Large?” Celestia’s stature was, indeed, intimidating. Poor silver was maybe three quarters her size. Celestia could have easily curled around the pony with a little room to spare.

“Yeah…”

“No need to fret, I assure you… Consider it practice for… Larger stallions.”

“Y-yes, Princess…” Silver gnawed on her lower lip, letting her eyes travel up and down Celestia’s brilliant white body. Celestia let herself be observed, staying still so Silver could work out whatever it was she was going to do. The dull lighting in the room only helped accentuate her delicate features, the beautiful mare looking rather attractive and alluring in the low light. Maybe it was just the alcohol, but Celestia could swear she was becoming enamored with Silver… Slowly, the anticipation began to build.

“Silver?” Celestia asked after a rather long silence.

“Hmm?”

“Were you planning on touching me anytime soon?”

“S-sorry, I just…”

“No need to apologize.” Celestia teased, leaning forward to nuzzle the spot behind Silver’s ear gently. She got a soft gasp in return, followed by a shudder.

“Aah…”

“Sensitive spot?” Celestia whispered softly, smiling to herself.

“Y-yeah… It - aah - makes me feel good when some pony… Ngh… Does that…” Celestia smiled at her breathy response, gingerly nipping at the tip of Silver’s ear. The squeak she got in return was nothing short of gut-wrenchingly cute. With a hot, panting breath, Celestia let her tongue spill out of her mouth, running up the edge of Silver’s ear.

“Hn! Aahn!” Silver immediately clutched at Celestia’s neck, pulling herself tight. Celestia obligingly wrapped her forelegs around Silver, drawing the panting mare close. Half so she could cling to something warm, and half so she could keep her in place while Celestia’s tongue continued to ruthlessly tease Silver.

“Mmph!” Celestia moaned suddenly, feeling a firm pressure on her crotch. Silver, it seemed, had positioned her hind leg inbetween Celestia’s, and when the princess had nibbled on the soft cartilage, Silver had smoothly pushed her leg up to press against her crotch. The first bit of pressure made Celestia’s entire body shudder with pent-up desire. What’s more, Silver began to slowly slide her leg up and down, grinding her thigh against the epicenter of Celestia’s pleasure. The silken feel of her coat sliding over her aching nethers made Celestia groan even harder.

“C-celestia… D-don’t… My ear…”

“Hmm…”

“Celestia, I- Aah!” The princess deviously slid her hooves down Silver’s body, caressing each gentle curve of her flanks, straight down to where both of her marks resided. Firmly, Celestia pulled the smaller mare against her, invariably making her leg grind harder into Celestia’s core. The way Silver shuddered, it was absolutely priceless. Her hooves began to grow more courageous, sliding up and down Celestia’s sides, up her front, to the joint of her wings where they met her back…

“Ooohh…” Celestia had to let Silver’s ear go as her hooves began to rub slow, small circles. The tender bundle of muscles was always an erogenous zone for pegasi, and after just a few moments, Celestia’s wings flared out completely.

“Hehe… I know what that means.” Silver teased, her hoof now gingerly running over the silken feathers. Celestia shuddered at the touch, groaning into Silver’s ear all the more.

“Silver…” She groaned inbetween gentle licks, still teasing the poor pony.

“Y-yeah…?”

“You can touch me, you know…”

“O… Okay…” Hesitantly, Silver’s hooves pulled away from Celestia’s wings, sliding slowly down her sides… The long, slow descent only made the princess want it more. All the while, she ruthlessly teased Silver, nipping and licking her ear until the soft, downy fur was wet with her saliva. Not nearly as wet as she was down there, though, as Silver was soon to find out.

“Ooh… Oh wow.” She muttered, feeling the slick juices on her thigh. Celestia moaned knowingly, her lips moving away from Silver’s ear and down to her neck. That got another shudder and a soft gasp, but nothing compared to the sound Celestia made as soon as Silver committed…

“Haa-aahhnnn…” She had to pull away, her body feeling incredibly hot now. Both of Silver’s hooves ground against her soft mound, sending waves of pleasure radiating all through Celestia’s body. The spa, the flying, the wonderbolts, the hard work, the liquor… Everything from this day had led up to this one moment, and now that they had finally broken the threshold, Celestia let it all loose…

“Good?” Silver panted, her hooves moving in slow circles, making Celestia positively shudder.

“S… So good… Please, do it harder.”

“Like… This?”

“AAHN!” Celestia’s head lifted up from the bed, her entire body tensing against the fresh wave of pleasure. It was so intense, she felt her joints lock up and her muscles shudder as she was subjected to Silver’s ministrations. She wasn’t the best, but after the long day and wonderful teasing, Celestia could care less. It felt incredible. It felt divine. It felt as if… “I’m gonna… Hnn…” Silver wasn’t even deterred in the slightest. Her hooves ground a little harder, and for her efforts, she was rewarded. Celestia’s clitoris swelled, exposing itself from the rest of the wet flesh. Expertly, without even having to look, the edge of her hoof caught the little nub, sending Celestia over the edge. “Aaahh!”

The first orgasm crashed through her body, sending shudders through every single muscle she had. Robbed of her strength for a moment, Celestia fell onto her side, her flanks rising and falling as she breathed deeply. Silver stopped rubbing, though her hoof did still rest over Celestia’s pulsing slit.

“Wow…” She muttered, slowly pulling her hoof away only well after the orgasm had passed. Tentatively, her tongue peeked out, and she tasted the glistening fluid. Apparently, Silver found it to her liking. With Celestia watching, she licked her hoof free of all the emission, groaning and breathing heavy all the while.

“D-do you… Want to taste it…?” Celestia panted, watching Silver enjoy herself. The question caught the poor earth pony off-guard, but not for very long. She glanced downward before meeting Celestia’s gaze fully. Another blush rose to her cheeks, and she gave a small nod. Celestia smiled. Focusing hard, she managed to control her wings. She wasn’t quite able to tuck them up against her body, but she was able to lay flat on her back, spreading her legs wide so Silver would have unrestricted access. Much to her surprise, however, Silver rose to all four hooves, turned about, and smoothly straddled Celestia’s face. Her vision was filled with the grey mare’s crotch, the glistening pink lips already exposed and flared. She was ready, and if the single drop of wetness that dripped onto her neck was any indication, highly aroused.

“Oh my… Silver, that’s beautiful…” Celestia panted, hard enough that her hot breath washed over the earth pony’s stomach. Silver peered down between her legs at the prone princess beneath her, smiling softly.

“Th-thank you, princess… I… I really like yours, too…”

“No need to be shy, Silver… You can call it what it is.”

“Y-your…” She flushed brighter, taking a moment to gnaw on her lower lip. Celestia peered down at her expression through the tangle of limbs and fur, waiting until she said the word. “Your pussy…”

“Good girl,” Celestia teased, raising her hooves to rest high on Silver’s hips. Slowly, she pulled the mare down, their stomachs pressing together smoothly. Silver rested fully atop Celestia, the princess handling her slight weight with no issue whatsoever. Silver’s marehood was so close, Celestia could smell the heady scent of her arousal. There was quite a bit of it, too… Celestia inhaled deeply, savoring the musky, erotic scent. Silver shuddered softly, and from inbetween Celestia’s spread legs, she caught the sound of a soft, pathetic whimper. “Don’t be shy,” Celestia urged, digging her rear hooves into the bed. Slowly, she lifted her hips, urging her aching gash closer to Silver’s mouth. “You can do whatever you want down there…”

“Haah… Yes, princess…”

Simultaneously, they both dove in…

Silver had a taste that was both arousing and intriguing all in one. It was not quite like any other that Celestia had encountered, which was saying something for one as old and experienced as she. It was light, easy to manage, and… Mettalic? She had to pinpoint that taste… Her tongue licked up and down the entirety of Silver’s dripping pussy, rolling the droplets of wetness all over her tongue, trying to get as much of a taste as she possibly could. Silver groaned as she set in on her own task, her technique widely varied from Celestia’s. The princess had a wide, flat tongue, ideal for licking the whole thing, while Silver was at a disadvantage with her size. Instead, she used the tip of her tongue, sliding deep inside of Celestia with ease before pulling out to flick her clit back and forth several times. Celestia, however, used her large tongue to spread Silver apart and fill her twitching hole with several inches of slippery, wet tongue. Undoubtedly, Silver was benefiting more from the position, but that didn’t mean Celestia wasn’t enjoying herself. She groaned as Silver began to focus almost solely on her clitoris, flicking and sucking that brilliant little button of pleasure.

Surprisingly enough, Celestia gave in first. In the back of her mind, she cursed earth pony endurance, even while she gasped out loud and released. This time, her marehood emitted a thin stream of liquid, arcing through the air to spatter on the comforter a foot or so away. It dribbled down to her tail, soaking into the fibers slowly.

“Woah…” Silver groaned, watching the display. Celestia felt a few drops of the grey mare’s arousal land on her muzzle, one of them landing in her open, panting mouth. Apparently, Silver liked what she saw.

“S-sorry…” Celestia moaned, slowly regaining control of her muscles. She still lay underneath Silver, looking up into the beautiful pink slit above her.

“No, don’t apologize… That was… Wow.”

“Y-yeah…”

“Uum… Are you… Okay?” She asked. Celestia inhaled deeply, trying to draw a breath that didn’t have to come along with heavy, helpless panting. Instead, it just allowed her to inhale the scent of Silver’s pussy, of her copious arousal. The smell alone made the fire in her nethers leap to life once more. Flexing her core muscles, Celestia smiled and shook her head.

“Not yet. Not for a while, I would think.”

“Ooh… I see.” Silver stood up, smiling down the length of her body at Celestia. “Let me… Go get something, then.” She smoothly slipped away, leaving behind a very aroused and very confused princess. Celestia watched as Silver jumped off of the bed and trotted to a nearby dresser. She pulled open the bottom drawer and began fishing around inside… “Where is it… Aah, there you are. Come on, you… Tricky little thing. Ahah.” With a flourish, she clamped her mouth down on whatever it was, and pulled it out for Celestia to see.

“Oh… Oh my…” Silver smiled at her reaction, trotting back to the bed with a bounce in her step. She leapt up onto the rumpled covers with the device in-mouth, slowly walking across the bed towards her guest for the night. “I dare say that would please even me. The question remains, then, why you have it… Is it for personal use?”

“Mm-hmm.” Silver shook her head side-to-side, which made the long dildo wobble lewdly. The sight was both silly and arousing at the same time. Celestia felt herself ooze more wetness. “Ptoo. Aah, it’s for a certain guest I… Eer… Entertain…”

“Oh? I thought you said you hadn’t done this before…?”

“Well… Not for money. This was more for fun than anything. A friend from Ponyville. I unwittingly packed this when I returned… Good memories,” She sighed, looking down at the long, thick shaft on the bed. “So many good memories…”

“Hmm… Let’s make some more, shall we?” Celestia invited Silver back in with a beckon of her hoof, and when the smaller mare picked the dildo up with her teeth, she had to struggle not to smile too wide, lest she drop it. Celestia stretched out a little more, letting the muscles in her back and shoulders relax almost completely. She groaned as she felt the wide tip press against her, sliding up and down with ease thanks to her large amount of wetness. Silver was, reluctantly, too far away for Celestia to return the favor, but then again… She WAS a paying customer. Why not enjoy the service?

“Go ahead…” She panted, her chest rising and falling smoothly. “Do it. Please.”

“Haaah…” Silver clamped the end in her mouth firmly before she slowly, smoothly pushed forward…

“Hnn… Aahn!” Celestia gasped as the wide head spread her apart, pushing into her dripping hole with only a small amount of resistance. The head was wide and flared, pressing against every inch of her as Silver smoothly pushed the shaft deeper… When the flared tip bottomed out against Celestia’s innermost depths, it felt so incredible… The way it filled her was almost scary. Like it was too good to be true. “Do it…” She panted, flexing around the rod buried deep inside of her. “Harder… Give it to me, please…”

Silver seemed only all too happy to oblige. Celestia’s face screwed up with pleasure as the head slid over her walls, spreading her apart only so she could close in around it again… Then she had to open once more, her muscles flexing to squeeze the thick phallic object inside of her. Silver’s head bobbed back and forth, and unless Celestia was mistaken, the motion was strikingly similar to felatio… Which only made it all the more erotic.

All of the day’s stress, every bit of frustration and exasperation, it was all fading away into nothingness… Silver may have started out sliding the shaft in and out slowly, but she was beginning to pick up pace… Fast enough, in fact, that her mane began to whip back and forth with the inertia of her motions. Which meant Celestia was being roughly speared again and again, her aching core clenching the long, slick shaft firmly.

“Silver! Silver!” She gasped suddenly. “Silver, I’m cumming! I’m gonna cum! SILVERRRRRRR AUGH!” Walls pulsing with pure, liquid pleasure, Celestia let loose the reins, grunting as she felt her orgasm rip through her entire body. Stomach and thighs quivering, Celestia let it all loose, oozing and dribbling feminine ejaculate from her stuffed, aching hole.

“Haah… Ptoo…” Silver spat the dildo out, her lips shining with spit as she smiled down at Celestia’s twitching, uncoordinated body. The dildo rested half-in, half-out, the end of it bobbing up and down in time with the sporadic flexing of her muscles. Eyes rolling back in her head, Celestia slowly came down from her high. In the aftermath, she felt nothing but pure, undiluted bliss.

“You can… Mm… Take it out now…” She panted, eyes still closed against the last few ripples of pleasure leftover. Silver sat on her haunches, using both hooves to gingerly pull the dildo out. The flared tip left her hole open just a little, the pink insides of her marehood twitching and glistening, pulsing in time with her thundering heartbeat. The dildo dropped to the floor, left heedlessly alone as Celestia worked at rolling onto her side. Once she accomplished that, Silver gingerly curled up against her, nustling into the spot inbetween Celestia’s forelegs.

“Good?” She whispered inquisitively, gently kissing Celestia’s leg.

“Hnn… Very… I think I’m… Gonna sleep now…”

“Good night, Princess… Sleep well. And… Thank you…”

-----Notes from the Author-----

As you can probably tell, I actually REALLY enjoyed writing this chapter. I really didn’t MEAN to spend so long building into the clop, but the idea just flowed so smooth and easy… I can legitimately see a separate fic about Silver Spoon and her family, how they run Canterlot’s largest whorehouse.

Could I write that? Of course.

Will I write that? No promises.

Why? Motivation. I has none.

And I’d probably need Diamond Sparkle’s permission, since it is sort of his/hers/its/theirs request >.>

Speaking of the which,

Thanks to Diamond Sparkle for the request and inspiration! I hope you all enjoyed this addition :3