After a hard day's work

Cadance placed her hand on the door and sighed. It had been a long day, much longer than she was used to. The sun was long since down, and the stars were sparkling through the windows of the palace corridor. She was a princess! She liked waking up for a late lunch and being pampered and spending her days in lazy, hedonistic dazes. Not working! Sure, there weren't many days like this, but still!

Sighing, her tits jiggling, straining against the white gown wrapped enticingly around her luscious body, she pushed open the door to her rooms. She could feel her body complaining - just the beginning of a headache, slightly frazzled hair. Not the world's best night for the normally immaculate princess. Caddy was planning on nothing more than a long hot shower and collapsing into bed.

"Hey, princess. Was wondering when you were finally going to get your ass up here."

Cadance's body jerked as she realized that Trixie had settled herself into one of Cadance's lounge chairs, smirking at the princess as she reclined in total comfort, legs crossed, one hand casually stroking that fat midnight blue cock that was lazily hanging out of the magician's clothes, asserting her dominance over the situation as Cadance took a half-step forward, trying to summon up some of her imperial attitude - of course, that was tough when just the other day she'd eagerly gotten on her knees to put her tits to work coaxing a fat, sticky load out of this very dick that her eyes were already flicking to. God, why was she such an addict.

"You're not really supposed to be here, you know."

"Come on, princess.~ We both know you're just a cumdumpster. Since I've got the cock here, that makes you my bitch, right?"

Cadance bit down on her lower lip, huffing just a bit, feeling her head pound. Fine. It was a really nice looking cock. There was no doubt of that. She knew that it was a really nice cock. But right now...it was just a bad time."Trixie, just-"

"Not interested, princess." The way 'princess' rolled off Trixie's tongue so sardonically drove Cadance into tightening her hands into fists, holding her breath as the magician casually cut her off. "After you so desperately threw yourself at my cock last time, I know exactly what you are. You're just a fat-titted, desperately addicted fucksleeve. Sluts don't have rights - not when cocks like this are staring them in the face." Her smirk growing wider, Trixie ran her hand along her fat shaft, watching Caddy closely as the potent slab of fuckmeat started to grow, sliding out of its sheath inch by inch.

"Trixie, it's been-"

"Sorry, doll. Sluts, remember. If we started letting sluts make decisions, we'd never hear the end of it. You should be grateful. All the cock polishers in the world and I'm back here, generously letting you service this thick shaft a second time. Show your appreciation, princess.~"

Pushing herself upright to a sitting position, Trixie waggled her fingers at the princess, beckoning her closer, her other hand still working slowly at caressing her shaft, obviously enjoying herself. Sighing, Cadance stepped forward, feeling her body start to heat up as she looked at that fat cock. Yesterday had been pretty fun, she had to admit. Okay, getting glazed in Trixie's cum when she was supposed to be at royal council had caused a lot of problems, but nothing Cadance wasn't used to dealing with even if a few people had gotten upset.

"Come over here, princess. Think Trixie might have to teach you a lesson. Uppity sluts like you need to be reminded of your place, you know."

Cadance felt herself blush just a little as she stepped forward. She wasn't really used to being talked down to like this. Around the palace, everyone, particularly her husband, was extremely deferential. And sure, lots of her fuckbuddies called her all sorts of names in the book, but it felt different when she was making them cum. Regardless of what someone said, if you were the reason that their cock was spurting, you knew they had at least a little appreciation for what you were doing. But her head was pounding, and as good as Trixie's cock looked....

"Trixie, just, not tonight. I'm a good slut. I promise. It's just, it's been a long-"

Reaching up, Trixie casually grabbed a handful of the princess' frazzled hair and tugged, pulling Cadance's face down towards her groin, that classic smirk still widening. Caddy couldn't help but yelp, feeling a few stray hairs getting pulled out and floating to the ground around her, neck twisting as Trixie pushed Caddy's face right up to her shaft, forcing her against her groin, holding her there, letting her feel the texture of the semi-hard shaft rubbing against her face, letting her breathe in that subtle, virile scent of her shaft.

"Come on, princess. Good slut? God, you know how many sluts who are desperately eager to polish this bitchbreaker? I show up here and what I expect from you is immediate, eager delight at being ~graced~ with my dick. Isn't that what you really are? A cock worshipping, cumdumpster, spunk junkie princess who can't stop cheating on her husband because the only thing that matters - really matters - to her is her addiction to fat cocks just like this one?

Caddy panted as Trixie jammed her face against that fat blue cock. Trixie wasn't quite as curvy as the princess, but she was no slouch in that department either, even if there was no besting Cadance's almost magically perky basketball-sized tits. A soft moan escaped her lips as the scent and sensation of cock started to slide inside her, curling around her brain, pressing all those familiar buttons that drove her wild with lust, destroying her inhibitions, unlocking that ****, rampant whore that always lurked just under her occasionally refined exterior.

"Trixie, I-"

"Mm, shut it, princess. Sluts aren't for talking unless they're spoken to. That throathole of yours is built to take cock, not to whine like a bitch - unless I specifically ask you for something that isn't **** and gagging on this thick dick, got it?"

There was no mistaking just how much Trixie was enjoying herself, keeping a firm hold on Caddy's hair as she teased and taunted the princess. Cadance was wriggling, but she had a pretty good idea that there was no way she could possibly physically break away from Trixie, and besides, that cock was...ugh, it was a really fucking nice cock, right? She could already feel her arousal and adrenaline starting to wash away that headache and her tiredness, even if part of her knew she was going to crash hard after this.

"Now, cockholster. I know what you really are. But I need you to know it too. You're a ditzy, drooling, pathetic cumbrain who can't think straight the moment

"Trixieee....

"Say it."

"I..."