EquestriaFillydom - Diamonds Are Forever

>Day FILLY FOOLING in Equestria
>It’s a Sunday afternoon, and you’ve landed a babysitting gig at the swank Rich Manor in the suburbs of Ponyville,
>looking after Diamond Tiara while her father is on a business trip in Phillydelphia.
>Mostly, it’s been an exercise in boredom,
>with you skimming through the pages of Filthy’s dry business magazines,
>not really reading, but competently distracting yourself from the delicate, violet-maned foal’s…
>well, lingering on it is about the worst thing you could do.
>She’s reading a book on the couch in her parlor, which you’ve been essentially restricted to yourself,
>a quite reasonable stipulation considering the opulence of the place.
>It isn’t helping.
>The more you concentrate on this meaningless financial jargon,
>the more your eyes are drawn to Diamond’s soft, feminine figure,
>her alluring light-pink coat, her –
>”Can I GET you something?”
>She’s noticed your repeated glances, and your only real option is to lean into it.
“Yeah, bring me a drink. Can’t go into the kitchen, your dad thinks I’d steal the cutlery.”
>”Hmph. Fine.”
>You hope she didn’t pick up on anything weird.
>Man, this place is nice – marble Corinthian pillars everywhere, ivory-trimmed balusters lining every wall,
>it looks and feels distinctly Pesasusian, a rare feat on the hard earth.
>You glance in the direction of the kitchen. It’s been over five minutes since she left.
>You tap your foot and consider calling for her -
>what’s taking Diamond Tiara so long?
>Eventually, she steps out of the hallway, holding a tray with a small glass of clear liquid.
“Ten minutes for a shot glass full of water?”
>”Just take it.” Well, okay – you grab the glass and drink it down.
>What in the world?
>It’s… musky, and tangy, and slightly fragrant and sweet –
>the flavor’s like nothing you’ve ever experienced, yet it’s also slightly viscous, almost like a syrup, but not quite.
“Diamond T-Tiara… what…”
>You feel very groggy, almost like there’s a giant weight that’s pressing down on your mind.
“D-Diamond…”
>The last thing you see as you collapse on the ground is her snickering at you,
>as the empty  glass falls from your hand.
***
>”WAKE UP!”
>You feel a hoof slapped across your face, jolting you awake,
>though as you soon find, you’re unable to react.
>Your arms are folded and tied behind your back at the wrists and elbows,
>and your legs are similarly bound by rope –
>Diamond Tiara stands on your chest, a menacing grin adorning her face,
>and to your great horror, you realize you’re completely nude.
“Wha-“
>She stuffs a hoof in your mouth before you can speak.
>”You thought you could fool me? I saw you ogling me from across the room,
>and I know everything you were thinking about doing to me, you disgusting ape.”
>What in the world is going on?
>You glance over your surroundings, finding you’re in the middle of the carpeted foyer,
>and see the discarded shot glass nearby.
>”Oh, that…” Diamond’s grin spreads further, and to your shock,
>turns around on top of you, presenting her sopping young pussy underneath her swishing violet tail.
>”When I decided to have some fun, I thought I’d get started by feeding you a little… ‘juice’.
>I added some of daddy’s pills to make you nice and tired, and then I pulled you down and set you up like you are.”
”W-why are you… what do you want from me?”
>”Simple. You’ve been drooling and thinking about me all day.
>If I’m so tasty, you sick little beast, then EAT ME!”
>She violently slams her tiny, damp rear onto your face,
>smothering you with her leaking, aroused pussy,
>the source of the very cum she’d inauspiciously fed you to knock you out.
>The light, tangy musk of her fluids hits you like a truck,
>and all your panic is wiped away by an overwhelming compulsion to lick, and so you do  -
>her fresh young slit, her adorably squelching folds,
>and the clear stream of lubricant dribbling out of her tiny filly-cunt sets you on fire.
>”Oh, what’s this?” she reaches forward, taking your tits in her hooves and flicking,
>eliciting a sharp cry into her sex as your sensitive nipples are played with.
>”Mmm, that felt good… keep it up, and I won’t tell anyone about this.”
>Oh, God.
>That thought nearly makes you choke, but Diamond Tiara merely grinds her hips onto your mouth,
>your shouting and squirming merely pleasurable vibrations on her tiny slit and clitoris.
>All your insistent tongue-lapping has stimulated a rather strong flow of ejaculate from the filly,
>which you dutifully guzzle down as it splatters against your lips,
>the tiny mare’s pheromones dulling your senses and flooding your body with arousal.
>As you’re languidly licking along her folds, she notices your stiff, ignored cock, but is too short to reach it.
>”So you DO want me, you dirty ape. Too bad, this is all you’re gonna get –“ Diamond grinds down hard,
>and though she’s too small to hurt or suffocate you,
>she nonetheless goes wild,
>riding your face and taking pleasure more from bumping against your nose than anything.
>She isn’t stopping, and you realize she’s approaching an orgasm;
>you take the opportunity to tongue-fuck the filly,
>plunging into her depths and shoveling out as much tasty cum as you can,
>savoring it as it slides down your throat in uneven mouthfuls.
>Diamond Tiara’s breathing is ragged, and even her dainty little crown falls off her head as she fucks your face.
>Sensing your chance, you latch on to the tiny pony’s clitoris,
>sucking and flicking it roughly with your tongue –
>Diamond screams, clutching your torso as waves of a powerful orgasm rack her body,
>and jet after jet of slimy ejaculate pours into your welcoming mouth.
>The spasming young filly nearly passes out, going limp, and you take the chance to clean up her mess,
>savoring every last drop of mare-cum and idly suckling on her cunt.
>After several wonderful minutes go by, she collects herself,
>hopping off of your head, though her mane is disordered and her face flustered.
>”Wow… you were good. I’ll try to have daddy hire you again –“ she trots off towards the staircase –
>”but if you ever touch me with anything but that tongue, your time in Ponyville is over.”
“Of course.”
>Man, your tongue is sore.