Exchange Rate Anon Ch8

Chapter 8

>You awake with the Goddess of the Night, your slave, asleep your arms.
>You lean in to her and smell her mane.  It's scent is that of a cool night breeze on the edge of an ancient forest.
>She really is wonderful.
>But you have to pee.
>You shift her off of your arm and on to her pillow and roll out of the bed.
>Your foot touches something warm and soft.
>That's right, you made Celestia sleep on the floor next to you.
>And you made a promise to her.
>Using your foot,, you nudge her a bit, and whisper
"Wake up, Sunshine.  It's time for you to drink your Master's golden nectar."
>She half opens an eye at you, then closes it.
>Lazy slut.
"Bad whorse."
>She wakes immediately, retching as the nausea works through her body.
"You need to learn to obey me, white whorse.  There is a reason you slept on the floor last night."
>She quickly recovered from her nausea, and fully awake now, though still a bit confused.
>As if you care.
>You whip out your dick and take aim.
>She sees it in the morning light, but doesn't seem to understand.
"If you let one drop spill, I will punish you severely."
>A look of sudden panicked remembrance comes over her, as she rushes forward to meet your stream with her open mouth.

>Too late.
>Though she caught the best part of it, some dribbled down the side of her neck and on to the floor.
>Her punishment will come later.
>For now, the beautiful white mare, a goddess in her own right, is drinking your piss as though it were man from heaven.
>And it's quite a stream.  She's having trouble keeping up.
>She fails to make the same adaption that your treasure, Luna, did, glomming onto your penis to contain the spray, instead coughing and spilling it all over the floor.
>Her punishment will have to be most severe.
>Christ, she failed so badly, you don't even know what to do to her.
>For now, you piss into her mane and all over her coat as she coughs and retches.
"Fucking shit, white whorse, even a baby whorse could have done better."
>She looks up at your pitifully, her formerly flowing pink mane matted with your urine.
>Her look is one of utter panic.
>You smile dangerously.  She knows how badly she just fucked up.
"Lick that piss off of the floor, slut.  I won't be stepping in my own piss as I get up to get dressed."
>"M..master, I'm..soo..soorrry!"
>She's on the verge of tears.
"Yes you are.  I will teach you to be less sorry.  Do as I say and maybe one day someone will look at you and think you are something other than a worthless gutterdwelling whorse."

>The tears flow as she bends to start lapping up your urine from the floor.
>It's obvious that it is going to take a while, as she spilled almost all of it, apparently unable to bring herself to swallow.
>Her submission and willingness to accept your punishment, however, has made your dick into fucking diamonds.
>She's not worthy of your dick right now though, humiliated and covered in your piss, so you roll back over to Luna, who is now awake and sitting up, watching you and her sister, with a strange look on her face, something like a cross between sadness and pride.
>She had succeeded where her sister had failed.
>She looked to you, a small smile on her face, and you leaned in to kiss her passionately.
>She returned your kiss with gusto, the wretched white whorse completely forgotten.
>Her hoof was pawing at your boxers, desperate for her favorite organ to make its appearance.
"Use your mouth, black whorse."
>She nodded, withdrawing her hoof, and extending her long, graceful neck down to your crotch.
>She inhales deeply as her nose presses into your tent, almost unable to control herself.
"Pull them down, black whorse."
>She doesn't acknowledge you, but lightly grips the fabric near the tentpole, and pulls down.
>Your dick flops upwards, hitting her in the eye.
>You suppress a chuckle as she rubs it a bit, shaken out of her cock daze.
>You return her to it by thrusting forward, and placing your cock on the top of her nose, pushing it forward, up its bridge.
>She goes cross-eyed, desperate to take it in.
>She again inhales deeply, this time getting a full whiff of your ball sack.
>You are amazed and amused as her irises are replaced with spirals as she blacks out.
>She might be the most perfect sub you have ever come across.

>You decide to reward her by fucking her semi-conscious body.
>You again grip her firmly around the throat, ensuring that she can feel you, but not so hard that she can't breathe, and readjust yourself, lining up with her until recently virgin hole.
>You kiss her deeply as you thrust into her, waking her from her reverie with a shock.
>Her eyes quickly focus on you and she returns your kiss, and more, begins desperately thrusting her hips against yours.
>You spare a glance at Celestia, who is looking at you two dejectedly, absolutely covered in your urine.
"Wouldn't you rather be up here having fun than down there soaking in piss?"
>She averts her gaze, and doesn't answer.
"Answer me, white whorse."
>She shakes her head yes, rubbing one forehoof on her other foreleg bashfully.
"Then you have a choice.  You can either call in all the guards in the hall and act as their urinal, without spilling ONE FUCKING DROP, or you can go around like that all day and spend tonight on the floor again."
>As you are talking to Celestia, you find your self squeezing Luna's neck tighter and tighter as you thrust harder and harder.  Your dick is expanding inside of her too, the thought of the choice you just gave her giving you thrills.
>Luna is reacting positively as well.  Her back arches as you assault her, the sound of your thrusting and her choking ecstasy resonating over the thundering silence of her shocked reaction to your proposal.
>She thinks for a moment, then seems to come to a sly decision.
"And if you are thinking of just staying shut in here all day, you can forget it.  I'll be taking your two to the Merchant quarter today to get you fitted for some nice bondage gear, among other things.  I will be showing you both off to everyone we meet, and that is absolutely certain to include the leader of the griffon faction, Godiva Wartalon."
>Her half-courageous countenance fell at that.

>You turn away from her and back to the mare writhing beneath you.  Her tongue is lolling out of her mouth, and her eyes rolling in the back of her head as you fuck orgasm after orgasm into her.
>You note the strange feeling that you felt the first time you were inside of her has returned, the rippling, almost prehensile feeling as if there were something inside grasping at you, pulling you inward.
>Then the realization hits you so hard you stop thrusting, and loosen your grip on her throat.
>Yesterday, when you had first "spoken" with the Princesses, Luna had been so tight that you had barely been able to get your pinkie inside of her.  Now all of a sudden you are able to fuck her with your dick?
>She slowly comes out of her haze, her eyes coming back into focus, looking up at you.
>"What is wrong, Master?  Do we not please you?"
"Yesterday, you were so tight, I could barely get a finger in you."
>She looks at you, confused and impatient.
>You wiggle your finger in her face.
"Finger."
>"Oh.  What of it, Master?"
"My dick is a lot bigger than my finger, and there is hardly any trouble getting it in at all."
>You pull it out to demonstrate, leaving Luna looking very disappointed.
>She looks away from you shyly.
>"M.master, could we continue this discussion later? I want you inside of me…"
>You smile a bit at that.
"Well, I want to investigate."
>Without another word, you swing your leg over her and position your dick directly above her mouth, giving you a nice view of her vagina, which is rapidly winking at you.

>You give it an experimental lick, and her body tenses up, and you soon feel her nose on your cock again, inhaling the aroma of her own juices.
"What the fuck are you waiting for, slut?  Suck it!"
>She immediately envelopes you and begins working your shaft, as your attention returns to her twitching marehood.
>You take your index finger and trace a line around her clitoris several times, before ATTEMPTING to push it inside.
>She gasps around your cock as your try to force it in, but it won't go.
>You try again, with your pinkie, and you are barely able to fit it inside.  That same feeling pulls at your finger.
>You move to get up, but Luna follows your cock, making it a bit awkward.  You push on her belly to stop her from doing that.
>She sticks her tongue out, trying desperately to maintain contact with your dick.
>You again spin around and remount her, thrusting your cock into her pussy.  A single thrust and it goes in to the base.
>You look down into her desperately aroused face.
>You thrust a few more times and kiss her deeply, then stop.
>She looks at you, confused, but apparently happy to have your cock inside her.
"Luna dear?"
>She looks into your eyes.
>You notice that her eyes are a beautiful blue-green.
>"Yes, Master?"
"Tell me, which feels bigger, my little finger, or my dick?"
>She answers without hesitation.
>"Your phallus feels much, much larger, Master."
>She is rocking against you as she speaks, thrusting in and out herself.
>"It feels soooooo goooood."

>She clenches down as she orgasms again.
>You will have to investigate this further, but that is for later.  Right now, you have a deep blue mare to fill to the brim with semen.
>You again kiss her deeply, and resume your thrusting.
>You pull out for a moment, and she again looks disappointed.
"Turn over stick your ass up for me."
>She smiles again and complies without a word.
>She lifts her tail for you without you even asking, her marehood winking in anticipation.
>You wonder how many orgasms this pig has had.
>Time for something a little different.
>You position yourself over her, grabbing her on both sides of her ass, and position yourself with the tip of your dick at her anus.
>She turns to look at you in confusion.
>"Master, that's our aaaAHHHHHH!!!"
>He exclamation as you push your rock hard dick through her pucker.
>She clamps down on you, hard, but your dick and her ass are both extremely well lubed from your earlier play, so it really only makes it feel better for you.
>This will be better with a nice collar and leash that you could pull tight while fucking her from behind.
>One more item for the shopping list.
>Unlike you, Luna seems to be having a harder time with this.
>She turns her head to the side, and you see a tear rolling down her cheek.
>How unexpected.
"Now now, black whorse, what's wrong?"

>"Master..w..we.."
"Spit it out."
>"We need to defecate! But we do not wish to stop, and we do not want to get your phallus dirty."
>Ugh, you should have though about that.  It is morning after all.
>You pull out, noting the brown stain on your dick and facepalm.
"Black whorse, go to the bathroom and get bathed.  I'll punish you for dirtying my dick later."
>She looks a bit sad as she climbs off the bed, and gives Celestia a wide berth on her way to the bathroom.
>Celestia.  You had forgotten about her.
>You move so that you are sitting on the edge of the bed.
"White whorse, come sit between my legs."
>She warily complies.
>You note that the floor is now clean of piss, so far as you can tell.
>She looks up at you from in between your legs, nose wrinkling a bit at the smell of your filthy cock.
>You gaze down at her, cock again hardening as you savor what you are about to do to her.
"Well, what are you waiting for?  Clean my cock off, toilet whorse."
>She hesitated for a long moment, then haltingly moved one of her hooves toward your crotch.
"Bad whorse."
>She looked suddenly sick as the drug took its effect.
"When your master tells you to clean his cock, you clean it with your mouth, understand?"
>She nods her head yes, as tears start to stream down her cheeks.
"Now get to it."
>More haltingly than before, she stretches her face toward your dick, as if she could somehow keep her (piss soaked) body clean while she cleans the filth off of your dick with her fucking tongue.
>She hesitates for a moments, then reaches out her tongue and experimentally licks the tip of your dick, and backs away, retching.
"Good whorse.  Now try again."
>At this point you need to reward her for at a least ATTEMPTING to complete difficult or extremely unpleasant tasks.  You certainly don't want her to associate YOU with the negative effects of the poison pill.

>She smiles a bit as the positive reinforcement circulates through her bloodstream and into her brain.
"Come on now, you can do it.  I believe in you."
>Her smile persists for a moment at your praise before she remembers the nature of the task.
>She scoots a bit closer, and reaches forward again, this time not using her tongue, but taking your entire head into her mouth and sucking on it, grimacing.
>You stroke and unstained bit of fur on her cheek.
"That's a good whorse."
>She shudders a bit, and goes deeper onto your cock, her face relaxing a bit, but still clearly not pleased with the taste.
>You feel her tongue wrapping around your dick, removing the remaining offensive material, and swallowing it.
>Funny, you didn't tell her to do that, though you would have punished her for dirtying the floor with it.
"Well done, toilet whorse."
>She withdraws her mouth from your now clean, but still rock hard cock.
>You smile and decide to give her a little present.
"Now stay right there.  Be very still."
>You reach down and begin to stroke your cock.
"Watch closely now, white whorse."
>You stroke more rapidly.
"Clop yourself when you see me stroking my dick, slut."
>She complies, moving one hoof between her legs to begin stroking her own marehood, which you notice is completely soaked, with her own fluids, not yours.
>This sets you off and you move faster, the pressure building.
>You move closer to her face, her attention rapt on your dick, almost like Luna would be.
>Your hips start thrusting a bit, and you shoot your seed onto her face, part of it landing in her eye, which causes her to jerk away.
>"AHHH!"
>Turns out cum burns when it gets in your eyes.

>You chuckle silently as she slowly regains her composure.
"White whorse, you failed again.  Somehow, I get the feeling that you don't want to be my slave."
>You point to where some of your semen fell on the floor.
"And lick that up."
>She bends down to lick up your seed, and you put your foot on her head and you force her face down into it instead.
"Answer me, whorse."
>She hesitates, her face now covered in a thin layer of your sticky semen.
>"Master, I serve you only that I may save my little ponies.  I will endure any trial if it means helping them."
"I will only have a slave who wishes to serve me.  Your half-assing is pissing me off.  You can drop the martyr shit.  You will serve me because you can't live without me standing over you, or we can just call the whole deal off.  Now which is it?"
>She hesitates…again.
>"I..I will serve you."
"And why is that?"
>"B..because I can't live without you standing over me…"
>She's blushing a bit.
"Good whorse."
>She sort of suppresses the shudder that moves through her, but you can see the pleasure working across her face.  It is genuine.  She will soon forget the different between her own feelings and the drug.  Then you will have won.  But you haven't yet.  You still can't fully trust her to be alone.
"Now, as to the previous issue.  I see that you did a good job cleaning the floor.  I am proud of you."
>She smiled weakly, still feeling the drug, apparently.
"As you recall, I gave you a choice, and now it is time to make it.  Either you show that you can be obedient by serving as a toilet whorse for every guard in the hall, or you get to walk around town as you are and sleep on the cold floor again tonight.  Which will it be."
>She looked like she was in physical pain.  Forced to choose between two extreme humiliations, one semi-private, but more vile and much more extreme, or a very, VERY public one that would destroy any scraps of reputation she had left among the foreigners.

>She soon made her choice.  She looked you in the eyes and said "I will take the guards."
"Take the guards what? Some roses?"
>She looks flustered.
>You are going to make her say it.
>"I will drink the guard's urine, Master."
"What, like out of a glass?  Try again."
>She's panicking a bit, not understanding what you want from her.
>Then you see the realization dawn on her.
>"Master, I will serve as a toilet for the guards, drinking their urine directly from their penises…like the toilet whorse I am…"
>You give her your best smile.
"Very well, since that is what you want so badly."
>You quickly get dressed, then go to the door.
>Opening it, you find Annabelinda standing guard.
>You forgot about that.
>She turned to you, glancing briefly at the glorious white toilet staring sadly at the ground.
>"Master, I thought you would prefer some privacy, so I stood guard outside your door."
>You look down the hall to see two terrified looking guard ponies trembling a bit, pressing their hind legs together, their backs against the wall, with no way to get away than to walk right past the fearsome half-dragon.
>You smile to yourself.
"Well done, Anna.  Oh guards!  Would you come here for a moment?  Your princess has need of you!"
>You turned to look the other way.
>There were several more guards peeking around the corner.
"You guards, come here too!  Don't worry about the qilin, she won't harm my friends!"
>They hesitate slightly, then cautiously move forward.  The two guards assigned to the bedroom, and four more from down the hall.  All stallions.  Perfect.

>Shortly, they were all standing in the bedroom with you and Celestia.  You closed the door, and walked back over to the bed and sat down.
"Well, Celestia, tell the guards why you called them here."
>They were staring at her despoiled form, covered in urine, with your semen smeared across her face.
>"My good guards, I have called you here for a very important purpose.  The fate of Equestria rests upon the mission I am about to give you."
>The guards looked at each other hesitatingly.
>"Your mission is to use me as your toilet.  I am to drink every drop of urine from each of you without spilling a drop."
>Stunned silence.  This persisted for a long, awkward moment.
>She looked to the two guardponies who were shifting back and forth, clearly having not used the restroom the entire night, being too terrified of Annabelinda to pass her on the way to the restroom, and beckoned to them.
>"Please, come, I will relieve you of your burden."
>They looked at each other, then rushed forward, their need to relieve themselves overcoming their sense of decorum.
>The first one to get there quickly placed his forehooves on her shoulders, his cock extending from its sheath.
>"Now, my little pony, remember that I have to swallow all of it, so please try to OMF!"
>He had shoved his horsecock into her mouth, so great was his need to urinate.
>Celestia's eyes went wide as he unleashed a torrent of piss into her mouth full force.
>She was panicking as she rushed to swallow everything the guard gave her.  For a full minute he unleashed his stream, which must have amounted to more than a liter.
>Finally he finished, the look on his face one of ecstasy as Celestia swallowed the last mouthful, then licked his dick clean.
"Good whorse."
>She shuddered as the next guard shoved the previous one aside and shoved his dick into her partially open mouth.

>She drank and drank and drank, again a huge amount.  If the other four were anywhere near as full of piss, she would have no chance at all.
>Your dick hardened at the prospect of that.  What punishment would you give her for another failure?
>She was crying openly now, as the stallion finished unloading his yellow liquid in her throat.  After he pulled out, he even wiped his dick on the clean spot on her cheek you had earlier caressed.
>The other guards are still staring, but now with openly sexual intent, and fully erect horsebacks.
>She was crying and coughing.
"Stop that coughing whorse, or I'll go call some more guards."
>The next guard stepped up, and taking a cue from the earlier guards, put his hooves on her shoulders, and thrust his cock straight into her mouth, before she could properly recover.
>As her relieved himself in her, he went a bit further than the previous guards, and thrust his cock further back, and down her throat.
>You knew that was the case because you could see the bulge in her throat.
>You smile.  At least she won't spill any that way.
>But if she vomits it all up you are going to make her into a public toilet after you buy back pony magic.
>The guard finishes, but he seems to want more.
>You smile.
"You are all my friends, so you can use her mouth to deposit your semen as well, if you want."
>You look at Celestia.
"And you better not spill a fucking drop, whorse."
>The guard gives you a devious smile and starts openly rutting her mouth.
>Within a few seconds, the young buck freezes up, and you see Celestia's eyes go wild as he forces his semen down her throat.
>You looked back to the "line" to find a couple of pony guards having a bit of a scuffle as to who was next.

"Now now, my good ponies.  There is no need to fight over who is next.  Why don't you both use her at the same time?"
>Celestia turned her head to you, alarmed.
"Don't. Spill. A drop."
>She turned back only to find two horsebacks in her face as the two roughly grabbed her shoulders for support and shoved them into her mouth, both jostling to go down her throat.
>Luckily for her, it seems these two didn't have to piss, but rather just wanted some "relief".
>Celestia used her tongue to the best of her ability, and the younger of the two soon released his load in her mouth, and withdrew his cock.
>She panicked as she saw a dribble of semen still hanging, and she stopped the guard from turning away, taking her mouth from the second guard's cock to lick away the dribbling semen from the first.
>He smiled triumphantly.
>"Hey guys, look how much she loves my cock!"
>They all laughed as Celestia resumed sucking the other guard, who was a bit peeved that she left his cock in favor of the others.
>He thus grabbed her head and forced his cock down her throat, making her suck it to the very base, and held her there until he came.
>After that, he wouldn't let her go even as she started to struggle for lack of air, and unleashed a torrent of post coital piss straight down her throat.
>You smiled at that.  These guards are actually your kind of guys.  You hope they will stay that way after you return the magic to this land.  Maybe they'll get even better.
>You had always gotten off to gang-rape.  Perhaps you will indulge that fantasy here before too long.
>You snap out of your reverie to see the last of the guards getting off in Celestia's mouth.
>You look to the floor below and are amazed at not a single drop spilled.
>Celestia, on the other hand, looks like she's about to have a baby.
>One of the guards, of the first two to use her, comes over to you.
>You look down to him and indicate for him to speak.

>"Sir, may we use her as well?  We only got to piss in her.  We'd both like to fuck her mouth too, if we could."
"Of course!  You're my friends aren't you?  Her mouth is made for depositing guard fluids today.  Use her to your heart's content.  And that goes for ALL of you."
>Celestia looks at you in panic.  You're not sure what about.  Then you realize.  She thinks you meant ALL of the guards.
>You wonder how many there are.
>Haha, maybe later.
>In any event, the last guard finishes, and he too wipes his cock on her face, much to your amusement.
"Well done my friends.  You are dismissed.  Stick around and maybe I'll let you use her again."
>The guards filed out of the room, high-oneing each other.
>You guessed that that little story would spread like lightening.
>As the door closed, you turn back to face Celestia, and the freshly bathed Luna.
>"Master, I heard voices."
>She looked at Celestia, and especially her bulging belly.
>Celestia broke down into tears.
"Your sister did very well taking her punishment, that's what."
>You walk over to Celestia, and pat her head.
"Good whorse.  Now go take a bath.  I'm going to take you two shopping."
>She perked up a bit at that, though the tears were still streaming.
>You suppose she forgot just what you were shopping for.
>But she did so well.  Her bulging belly was testament to that.  You think maybe you'll buy her something that she wants too.