Chapter 11 - You Can Always Say You Did No Major Harm

Tokage watched Kinoko stumble into the kitchen, a blissful look of warmth and surrender on her face as she fumbled her way in for breakfast. She looked absolutely elated, coming down from yet another morning session of getting pounded by Mineta. "Enjoy yourself?" Setsuna asked, relaxed back in her seat with her legs crossed and watching her former classmate almost float her way toward the fridge atop a warmth and a pleasure cushioning her from the ground.

"That was so nice," Kinoko said softly, grabbing a piece of fruit, not even sure exactly what to do with it as her mind tried to shake through its early morning fogs. She was a delirious wreck of joy, warmed up and aching for more of the relief and the adoration that held her. "Thanks so much. The past week has been..." She drifted off into a warm, relaxed sigh, settling into a seat and taking a bite out of the fruit.

"I'm glad to help," she said, admiring the joyful look spread across her face. Tokage was overjoyed to see her friend doing better, and to know that she had brought such a welcome addition into the house. "I just want to give Mineta another girl to fuck, I thought you'd feel a lot better, too."

"I feel so much better. My man problems are over!" She slumped back in her seat and let out another sweet sigh. Tsuyu walked into the room and both girls greeted her, but Kinoko leaned forward having other concerns to consider. "But I'm worried now about a lot of the others. We have a bunch of friends who haven't had this kind of fun, you know."

Setsuna couldn't help but think back to date night. There was absolutely no question about how many of their old friends from school were still struggling with their love lives. It was a recurring problem for heroes, it seemed, and there was a very simple and straightforward solution on offer, but it wasn't too easy to drag people into such an arrangement just on a dime. She knew something needed to give, and it was within that curiosity and consideration that her brain began to run off in a million directions. "Were you thinking about anyone in particular?"

Without missing a beat, Kinoko said, "Pony."

"Pony." Setsuna couldn't help but agree from the second she was named.

"Pony," they both said in unison.

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Setsuna began scouting out Pony and finding the root of her problems. A few things stood out immediately. Even after living for years in Japan, the foreign girl wasn't fully acclimated to Japanese. She was still as shy as she was in high school and showed a particular lean toward not really knowing how to talk to people. Strangers especially, outside of hero work. She was timid and all bunched up, not talking much. Even on dates. Setsuna got to listen in on a date where Pony barely said anything and the guy seemed to grow progressively less interested in her, reading her lack of response as a lack of interest.

This was all vital information, and Setsuna worked out with Kinoko a game plan. They had some intel on her, but not enough. They kept surveying her for a few days, before ultimately, they came over to hang for an evening. It was just supposed to be for coffee and some conversation, but Pony was knocked out by mushroom spores in mere seconds of their arrival, brought to lie on the couch while the girls scouted things out.

"You're sure there's something here that we can act on?" Kinoko asked, curiously peering her way through Pony's apartment.

"There's a lock on this door," Tokage explained, gesturing to the padlock set over a door in her bedroom that clearly led to somewhere. "She mentioned having 'a room' to a guy. He didn't seem to know what she meant at all, but there's something in here. I just know it." They were on the hunt for a key, on the hunt to figure out exactly what insanity was between them and an answer. "We just have to find the key."

"We can only do this sort of surprise once, so I hope we find something." Kinoko looked nervously around, digging through her drawers in search of something usable. "A key. A key, a key, a k--wait." She had lifted up a pair of jeans only to hear a dull thud against the wood of her dresser drawer, and Kinoko looked down in her haste, catching an utterly plain metal key. "A key!" She held it up. "Do you think it's the right one?"

"Only one way that we're going to find out." Setsuna's hand floated toward Kinoko to pick it up, and then drew quickly back to her own body so she could try it in the padlock. It slid in smoothly and turned without difficulty, unlocking itself and leaving them able to get into this door. "It worked! What do you think is in here?"

"Hm. Heads in jars!" The strange girl's eyes gleamed excitedly at such a macabre prospect.

"I hope not. I hope it's anything other than a head in a jar." Opening the door and pushing it forward, she hoped for the best and found herself greeted, suddenly, with something shocking for just how unexpected it was.

Pony had a full-on BDSM room.

Dildos, leather, straps, handcuffs, shackles... Everything that Kinoko or Setsuna could have imagined in someone's apartment sex dungeon was right here. It was a startling collection of sex toys and bondage implements, all in a dimly lit room. No bed in sight, though. It was frighteningly well stocked for someone who had relationship problems as steep as Pony did, but maybe that was the issue. She couldn't find a partner who she was able to be open about her real interests with.

"We have to call Mineta," they said in unison.

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Pony awoke with a confused groan, eyes opening and a heavy confusion over her slowly getting shaken off as she realized something was incredibly amiss about this whole situation. "What happened?" she asked. Weirdly enough, Tokage and Kinoko were in front of her still, which left her even more baffled, because she was not in the living room. Or the kitchen. Or even still by her door. She was in her sex room, held to the wall with leather straps, dizzily coming back to consciousness. "Guys?"

Her clothes were different, too. Looking down at herself, she was dressed very differently now. A plaid shirt tied up to reveal her stomach, denim booty shorts, cowboy boots, and a hat. She shook in confusion. "This room is supposed to be private," she said, cheeks flush as the mere thought of this situation washed over her, confusion abounding. "How did you know? Why did you do this to me?" She was shaken by the fact her friends would do this to her at all, and the growing concern left her awash in frustrations and deep worries. She didn't really know what to make of it, and she was deeply concerned by this. They'd drugged the moment they got here. Was this planned?

But Tokage was soft. "I've found a problem for your man troubles," she explained. "And I want you to trust me. We're doing this because we're your friends and we want you to be happy. If you don't like it, we'll stop it and cut you loose, okay?"

Pony found herself nodding in slow agreement. It was weird as hell to consider this now, to accept these strange possibilities. But she was eager. "Okay," she said, nervously looking about. "We need a safe word."

"What's a safe word?" Kinoko asked. Mineta just kind of fucked girls until they were done, and the idea of needing anything to actually stop wasn't needed.

"Something I can say that signals that I really want this to stop," Pony explained. "So that Setsuna knows I want to be cut down."

Kinoko thought on it a moment and then suggested, "What about yeehaw?"

"That's no good, what if she says yeehaw during sex?" Setsuna brushed that off.

"Do you really think I'd say yeehaw during sex?" Pony gasped. The thought alone was offensive to her.

"Well, I want it to be something I'd know you wouldn't say during sex." Setsuna shrugged the idea off. "Sorry. I didn't know that would be rude to say."

"What about 'mushroom'?" Kinoko had a new suggestion. "You'd never talk about mushrooms during sex, right?"

"Mushroom works." Pony squirmed in continued confusion. "Mushroom. And not yeehaw!"

"If you won't say yeehaw during sex, what's the problem with ye--never mind." Setsuna knew they were getting bogged down. "We'll be in the next room listening, and we'll let him know the safe word." She and Kinoko left the sex dungeon, leaving Pony stuck there in quiet, lonely limbo for a moment, waiting to find out what was going to happen and how she was going to be dealing with all these things. She wasn't sure exactly how she wanted to handle all of this yet, nor did she know what surprises awaited her on the other end of the door.

Until Mineta stepped through. The least expected possible man for her friends to have found to help her out, and she even gasped out, "Mineta?" in confusion as he walked in.

"A slutty cowgirl outfit. They shouldn't have." Mineta licked his lips as he advanced on them, ready to seek out a pleasure that stood as pretty direct and certain, something that he was able to give himself now fully to. He advanced on her, admiring her petite body as he reached into his pants. "We're gonna have some fun."

Before Pony could really begin to address this or ask questions about what the hell sort of insane twist this was, Mineta fished out the absolute monster of a cock from his pants that immediately put her to silence, her eyes widening as the realization hit her. "Oh," was all she could muster, legs squirming as she beheld the utter shock of that dick. That was the kind of cock a pent-up, frustrated girl like Pony needed.

Rushing forward, Mineta grabbed a pair of sticky balls off of his head to stick into the wall, giving him some convenient handles to hold onto while he fucked the woman stuck up against the wall. He undid the zipper on her booty shorts and yanked them down lower, but they weren't going to come entirely off of her thanks to how her legs was spready. That was fine by him, because her pussy was still open for business now, his cock head brushing against her hole as he teased her with his massive prick a moment. "So you really don't say yeehaw during sex? There go a ton of fantasies I used to have in high school."

The continued stressing of the whole 'yeehaw' matter could have bothered and infuriated Pony, if not for the fact that before she could vocalize any new complaint about it, she found herself filled up with the long, fat cock of her most perverted former schoolmate. Pleasured cries followed instead, her head rolling back and a shivering rush of joy washing over her as she felt the pleasures immediately zero in on what she needed most, tensing up and surrendering now to a shaky rush of utter bliss. There was no good way to contain these feelings, pleasure ensuing without a shred of calm. "How are you so big?" she asked, having the same question most of his girls had when they first learned how divinely hung Mineta was.

But he didn't worry about those matters. His hips pounded greedily forward with a driven and direct need to make her twist to his will, bending her thoughts and challenging her to keep up with the ferocious pace he was able to work up toward. No hesitation, no sense. Just blistering vigor and a speed meant to push her limits and make her unravel for him. "I hear you're a horny bondage slut. That's hot. I can't wait to tie you up back at my place. We need a sex dungeon as good as this one, and you can help us shop for it!" He saw only silver linings here, saw only the wild possibilities and pleasures that kept him hanging on every indulgent second of these ferocious joys.

Pony wasn't sure what to make of her friends setting her up with Mineta at all. What was this 'we' he was talking about, for that matter? But there was no time to think about it or really ponder the situation, her body instead awash with the delirious pleasures and joys of giving up to this complete madness. Her pussy was split open by the monster dick filling her up, and as he held onto the wall and hammered his hips forward, Mineta proved he had a focused, overbearing sense of exactly how to fuck her, using it to his benefit in pounding forward and making sure she was experiencing the most thorough and shameless depths of pleasure. It was everything she needed, frankly, an overbearing mess of excitement keeping her committed and engaged through this utter madness.

"So good," she moaned, jaw trembling and her body dizzily sinking into bliss. Leather straps dug tight into her wrists and her legs, and she felt overjoyed to feel that sting contrast against the blunt fullness of being stuffed with him. "You said you had fantasies?" she whined, starting to open up to the possibilities more and more.

"Totally. I've thought plenty about fucking the cute horse girl from school. Especially putting you in a saddle and riding you around like my pet while my jizz leaks out of you." Unashamed of his deepest fantasies--and knowing that once he had his dick in a girl, he could say anything and she would still be cool with it just because of how well he could fuck her--he let his fantasies spill. "Looks like I wasn't that for off, you're really into this shit, too." He laughed in joyous fever, still keeping up with these pleasures and the weird spectacle of chasing purest indulgence. He wanted to keep it going, craving something that felt only better and better by the second. The simplicity and senselessness behind all these feelings brought on a very simple and direct sort of insanity, and a bliss that followed with destructive fire.

The aching burn of surprise and heat at the thought of having been the star of BDSM fantasies of another guy all those years ago melted Pony even more, bringing her a satisfaction and a desire growing even hotter. Senseless pleasure pulsed hotter through her, and her drunken delirium kept her engaged, giving in deeper to something that didn't want to let up. Her moans got louder, and she was quickly seeing Mineta in a different light, realizing that there was more going on here than she realized. It left her vulnerable, left her opening up steadily to the progressively more intriguing idea of giving up to him fully.

Mineta knew how to keep pressing his advantage, knew how to push her to a state of warm, gooey acceptance so messy and hot that she just had to let it take her. He could feel her pussy clenching down tighter around his cock, feel the growing excitement pushing him on. "So fucking good. We're going to have a lot of fun together, I just fucking know i--fuck, urgh, take it!" Mineta was in rare form today as he slammed forward, burying his dick to the hilt inside of the cute horse girl and pumping her full of cum.

The sensation of taking one of Mineta's overblown loads for the first time was a whole lot more than she was built to take, and Pony found herself immediately weak under the pressure and excitement of giving up to it all. she was locked in place, dizzily crashing into joy and not knowing how to control it. She was done for, a ravaged mess dizzily sinking into pure hopelessness and bliss. Her cries of joy rang out brighter, confused bliss searing through her and every sense of composure melting away. She was done for now, completely lost to her own desires and to a bliss beyond reason. she needed it, and she wasn't afraid of giving up fully to what it offered.

Her belly bulged out a little bit from the cum pumping into her, as he pulled out, it only took a firm push of his hand against the bulge to make it spill back out of her pussy. Pony thrashed in her bindings, giving to the utter joy and pleasure of giving up to this, the heat rising and pulling on something absolutely blissful. "Hot," he said.

"That was so much cum," Pony whined, ragged and confused.

"Oh, that's nothing. I've got a cool party trick to show you later. But first..." He grabbed the straps on her wrists and undid them. Her legs followed, and then he hopped onto her back, grabbing her horns and slapping her round butt. "To the table!" he shouted., ready to keep up the pressure and showed off something utterly shameless as he urged her on to keep up with this insanity. Pony's legs struggled a little bit to not tremble and collapse completely as she learned just how hopelessly wound up she was, hungry and aching for the pleasure on offer. But she did it, following forward and accepting this insanity as she got herself over to it, only for Mineta to hoist her up and drag her onto it.

The table was meant for bondage, naturally, and had leather straps positioned just where Pony's limbs were supposed to be. Immediately, Mineta wanted one, but maybe one with sliding straps so he could adjust it for each girl. That was for another time though, as he stuck her in and noticed that there was a collapsible edge to the table that, when he pulled it down, let her head hang off the edge. "Oh, yeah," he said, smacking his dick down upon her face and smiling brighter. "You have all the best toys!"

Pony wasn't able to tank Mineta for the remark, cut off by the hard shove of his cock ramming its way brutally down into her throat, throwing her into total disrepair and senseless panic as she felt him force his way down. Pony choked on his cock, unable to help herself under the sudden sensation of raw brutality that he was able to throw himself into. There was no time to think, no moment of clarity for her. She got a throat full of dick and got to taste her own pussy all over him.

This kind of all-out facefucking was a delight that Mineta had turned into an everyday sort of luxury, something he chased senselessly from his harem whenever he wanted, and her showed no qualms about having his way with Pony now all the same. Brutal slams down wound up with the utmost aggression and fire, building up a steadily rising pace of pure brutality as his every thrust down proved fully removed from reason. "Fucking love this!" he shouted, driving his way deep into her slick throat and using her with unrepentant joy. "You like this? You like having your throat plugged up by my huge dick while I tie you down?"

Pony twisted and trashed against her bindings in fitful appreciation. The delirious bliss that kept washing through her exposed a passion that she couldn't resist. She was having the time of her life giving up to this, falling further into disarray and joy as he pushed her on with unrelenting bliss. There was no way for Pony to contain herself now, learning the hard way that, against all sense and expectation, Minoru Mineta may in fact have been her dream man. Dominant, hung, aggressive, and able to take her to the limit. She wasn't sure how to feel about any of it, but there was less and less she could do to really do anything about it.

The struggle of a tight throat spasming around his cock was something that never got old. Mineta kept hammering away using her for his own senseless pleasure and keeping up the vicious, reckless pace he damn well deserved to be fucking her with. Pony's surrender to his dick was absolute, and he wanted to keep it going, pushing on quicker and rougher to use her. The sound of her choking on him, the bubbling-up of spit around her lips as she struggled harder and harder to contain this, all became the pleasure he craved. He cut right to the point of his most wicked indulgences, ready to push her to a state where her surrender was absolute and she was stuck giving deeper in to the unrelenting spectacle of what he was after.

If Pony could finger herself, she would have. Her pelvis rose off the table in fitful needs to give in. Sucking cock had never turned her on so much, but she was happily sinking now into a delirious state of acceptance that only became more drastic by the seconds, demanded more and more from her. She wanted to make sense of this in some way, but she found herself unable to, stumbling ever deeper into compromising panic and the senseless joy of giving up. She was his plaything now, surrendering utterly to the demands and aggression of what he was after. She surrendered fully, lost to the intoxicating joys of giving in and unable to fight it off another moment longer.

Happily keeping his pace up and applying all the pressure he could, Mineta pursued mindless pleasure with absolutely no care in the world for what he was up to nor for how over the top this all was. He continued his reckless use of her body, driving his hips down into her snug hole and using her with the roughest pace he could. Nothing held him back, and he banked on every indication this room gave him that she was into this. Granted, eh fucked all his girls this way, but in this situation, he felt confident in not even having to fuck her into wanting it. And it was working. Pony thrashed about, and he was sure part of it was that he wasn't letting her breathe while he fucked her throat, but still.

"Get ready, here comes!" he shouted, throwing his head back and forcing himself down into her, balls resting against her face and grinding on it while they emptied down her throat. Pony felt the cum pump directly into her stomach, which bulged out a little bit from the healthy dose of jizz she was fed. The pleasure was tremendous for Mineta, who grunted and heaved and made sure he wrung out every drop down her throat before he even considered pulling back, wanting to make sure he made his mark and left as stark and as drastic an impression as he possibly could. "Holy shit," he groaned, yanking back just as readily from her mouth admiring the mess he made.

Some final strands of cum dripped onto her face as Pony sucked down panicked breaths. "Wow," she whined. "M-more."

"That's the spirit," he said. "I'm going to try something new. You're pretty small, I bet I can pull it off with you." He jumped off the table and rushed over to the racks of sex toys, grabbing a ball gag that he promptly brought back over. "I'm going to put a cork in you."

Pony had no idea how a ball gag was possibly a 'cork', but she accepted the gag into her mouth and braced herself for whatever new frontier of madness he was about to subject her to. At this point and in this state, Pony wasn't able to do anything but give in to it. All of it.

Mineta secured the gag on her head, something a bit clumsy to navigate given her horns, but he got it down and circled around her on the table, climbing up onto it and getting between her legs. "This is going to be fun." He undid the straps of her legs, which let Pony squirm a bit more, but even more importantly, let him push her forward and get at her body. In particular, he wanted her legs up so he could get at her perky butt, guiding his cock into the last of the holes he wanted to claim and preparing for the insanity to come. "You ready to be pumped full?"

This time, there was nothing Pony could have said that his cock interrupted. Pony nodded and accepted what was about to happen, and found herself clenching up tight when he drove his hips powerfully forward and forced almost all of his huge cock up her ass in one go. There was nothing that Pony could do to stabilize herself for this sudden panic and fever, thrown into a state of raw fever and confusion as the growing heat began to take her. She felt dizzy and wanton, feeling her ass stretched open by the forceful slams of Mineta's dick pounding its way into her. Everything was so abrupt and merciless. A lack of preparation and a brutality beyond sense swept through her now, and she wasn't strong enough to handle this.

"I love getting girlfriends who are in to fucked up shit, and this kinky stuff is real fucked up. We're going to have so much fun together. Your guy troubles are over now." He made his promises, readily throwing himself into the fever and aggression of making her melt for him. Mineta was ready to keep pushing. He had long since refined everything he wanted into a state of pure fever and aggression, ready to make her melt for him as he proved just what he could do and made her surrender to it all. This had become so simple, so certain, and he kept up the madness and greed that consumed him.

Each thrust forced his thick shaft deep into Pony's ass, rocking her to her core and challenging her to try and handle all these weird pleasures. It was bizarre in ways that she was stuck trying her best to handle. The pleasure was overbearing, and the utter fullness that pony felt was beyond sense. No guy who she had ever brought home to even dominate her once was able to give her what Mineta could, and the growing pressures consumed her, plunging her into something utterly merciless. She needed more of this, letting pleasure keep her going, letting all reason melt away for the sake of something truly spectacular.

Pony needed more. Even if she couldn't speak, the gleam in her big, blue eyes expressed it all. She was happy to let this all push her into a beautiful new frontier of joy. Mineta was her savior, and she understood that now to a degree so certain and senseless that she just let it keep pushing her. Unrestrained joy carried her harder forward, kept her drunk and shameless and heaving through delirious pleasure harder by the second. Pony needed this, and she was happy to keep pursuing it, to throw everything she had into a wanton pulse of bliss too hot to help. The gags muffled louder and more desperate moans all expressing how badly this was hitting her just right.

Mineta drove on while ignoring her pussy fully, recklessly plundering her with the utmost greed and fire. He wanted to make the most of this, wanted to keep pushing her to come apart at the seams for him, and he wasn't going to settle for anything short of the most thorough fucking imaginable. This felt too good, all the burning passions that went along with it driving him deeper into surrender and greed. There was no resisting what this could offer him. "Such a fucking tight ass!" he shouted, plundering his way through having hiss way with her faster. The greed kept spiraling through pure heat and into oblivion.

Her legs shook as he held them apart, his hands occasionally smacking across her ass and pushing her harder. He wanted more of this, and Mineta didn't care how far he had to take this all to get it. Everything he did was about making her surrender to him now, and he was eager to keep going, eager to make her learn all the depraved joys that he was going to teach her. No time for control, no time to hold back. Mineta was determined to make the most of this and to send her spiraling into surrender. There was no time to waste and no moment of calm to hold him back. She was his, and it was time he show her what that meant.

Cumming up her ass was the first step. Mineta grunted and heaved as he drove his way forward and pumped her ass full of cum. He flooded her guts with cum, pumped so much into her that it bulged out her belly even more, and he could seed her eyes go wide as she realized where the cum was going. But the gag kept it inside of her. That was why it was a cork: it plugged her up and kept her from spewing out his load. "Yeah, now you get it!" he shouted, and rather than giving her a moment to rest, he grabbed her legs and yanked them up, folding her in half, pulling out of her ass, and ramming into her pussy just as hard.

From having her ass fucked to getting mating pressed in a flash of heat, the pleasure was sudden, ferocious, and left no time for sense. Mineta wanted to get down to business, drilling into her with blistering fire and a greed beyond sense. He wanted to really dig in and make her give him what eh craved, throwing all sense into the deep end for the sake of making her meld for him. Senseless thrusts back and forth expressed his most desperate of greeds as he reclaimed her slickest hole once more.

"Feels good, doesn't it?" Mineta teased her while his reckless slams down fed deeper into the chaos of giving in. His relentless, joyful mating pressing was all about pushing Pony to feel better than she knew what to do with, and he knew he was on the right track to that as her face twisted in delirium and joy. He felt determined, driven to make her melt under his touch. "I'm not just going to fuck you plenty. I'll fuck you until you can't take any more. I keep getting new girls and fucking them stupid, and I've never run out of energy to keep them happy. You'll get to join them soon."

The idea that Mineta could have a harem would have sounded insane every moment right up until now. Pony was in a state of surrender where she just couldn't fight against this growing certainty. He had her convinced of these pleasures, ready to accept the truth behind his words. And behind his claim he could fuck an entire harem and keep them happy. Of course he could. She didn't have the power to deny that idea moment longer, spiraling deeper into disarray and panic while receiving his most through aggressions, taking them with a smile on her face and a sense of crushing joy.

Her pussy squeezed down desperately around his cock, continuing to accept the pleasures puling her in. She was hungry and ready, letting him keep using her, loving every dizzy second of giving in to this weird panic. There was a simplicity to all of this, a certainty to how nice these pleasures felt and how clearly they could rip through her. His cock tirelessly pounded down into her needy twat, filling her up and challenging her to try and contain herself while she failed utterly to do anything of the sort. She was in too deep, moaning through the bliss of losing herself to what she was giving up to.

Delirious whines of bliss rang out louder. The gag could barely contain these pleasures, the dizzy heat and delirium growing more drastic and desperate by the second. Mineta's tireless thrusts pushed Pony into a new, euphoric frontier of joy, twisting about in bliss while she received what he could offer her. There was nothing even resembling sense or decency that could hold her back now from these sweeps of passion. She wanted it, and the idea of resisting these possibilities was utterly beyond her, gone and replaced by an obsessive, feverish devotion and addiction to the huge cock inside of her. The same fate that had befallen so many of her friends now consumed her, and she was happy to be taken by storm.

"I love it when my girlfriends pick the next girl I take on, and I need to go thank those two when I'm done filling you up with cum. They did such a good job with this one." Her petite body offered up incredibly snug holes, and he was overjoyed by the chance to keep drilling them, continuing to explore deeper into drastic fever and pleasures that kept him moving with blistering vigor and repentless aggression. Mineta was in control, his cool dominance and desire to keep pushing Pony's limits bringing him all the pleasure he could ask for. And as long as she was giving in all the same, he had everything he wanted.

The greedy squeeze of Pony's pussy begging him to fill it up again was incredible. Mineta barely held onto himself as he threw all sense away from the pace and plunder of making her melt for him. He didn't want to slow down, letting the overbearing thrills of giving in keep pushing his limits, keep challenging him to handle the possibilities before him. He wanted it so badly, and he didn't care what it took to make her unravel. He was happy hasten his thrusts even more, the sounds of their bodies smacking together providing more and more noise by the second. He was in a good place here, ready to keep up with the madness taking him, detached from reason and fully committed now only to letting the pleasure unravel him.

Pony wasn't ready for another flood of cum into her pussy, but Mineta was so ready to give it to her. When his pulsating cock erupted and he felt the sensations sweep through him with fiery joy, she was stuck taking it, a twisting mess lost to the sudden insanity of being filled up with cum. She wasn't built to handle this, trembling in awe and terror under this confusion as he flooded her pussy again, filled her womb up and then pulled back, cumming up the front of her body and staining her tied-off plaid top as he made his mark on her. Even her face took some of his cum, the warm and extra sticky goo clinging to her tightly as he left his mark.

"Now, I think it's time we make the bottle burst," he said, grabbing the straps on the table and undoing them, pulling the gag down to let it hang down around her neck, as he turned the blonde onto her hands and knees. "Present," he told her, smacking her ass. Pony's tail flailed about wildly as she arched her back, sticking her ass in the air. It was perfectly round. A circle. He traced his eyes around it in awe, loving the sight of her butt and knowing this was going to be one of his greatest treasures. "Here goes."

Having his cock slam back into her ass wasn't any easier than it had been the first time he fucked her. The overbearing heat and aggression starting up on her was so far removed from reason that Pony didn't have even the slightest beginning of an idea of how to handle any of it. This was too much in too many ways, and the madness consumed her fully. "Fuck me!" she screamed. It was the loudest she had ever been. "Own me. Make me your slutty horse fucktoy!" Her tail flailed about even more excitedly. "I've been waiting for a man to come dominate me and ride my ass like I' ma prized steed, and now you're finally here!"

Mineta knew he had her. He couldn't hold back his excitement, plundering her round backside with a ferocious desire to keep her giving in, to keep her fully under his touch. The enthralling fire of his touch and how aggressive it could all get was meant to push her over the line, to make her succumb to him as thoroughly as he could muster and she just wasn't ready to handle it. There was too much here that she was powerless against, and her continued plunge into disarray only grew messier as she learned what sort of a beast he could be when he was ready for it.

Pony's belly felt so full of cum His jizz sloshed around inside of her, swelling her stomach out and leaving her unsure what the end game to this was, but even that drove her mad. She was being used as a receptacle for his seed, treated so lowly and like this was all a game. It added on an extra layer of madness to this delirium, one that kept her just that little bit less able to deal with this all. As long as she could keep sinking in, she didn't care about anything else, didn't want anything but the chance to come apart at the seams and let it dominate her.

Every slam deep into her ass made Pony whine. made Mineta burn with even greedier, hotter joy. He didn't want to hold this back, his powerful hips driving greedily forward with a single-minded need to wear her down. She was deep in a pleasure beyond her understanding now, struggling harder to comprehend the ways he was so ready to use her, the pleasure and fever of a sweet departure from all reason, and as long as he could keep up the pace behind it all, there was no hope for her. Pony was coming apart at the seams, moaning louder, frenzied joys punishing her to somewhere between babbling fucktoy and bitch in heat. But even with her dignity on the decline, a ravenous need to keep giving in ruled her, and Pony just didn't want anything else.

"It's hot how desperate you are," he teased, smacking her ass again, pushing on harder for more of this gran spectacle. He didn't care about holding himself back. The pleasures grew out of control, desire driving him forward with a rough, shameless craving to make her melt. "You love my cock so much, don't you?'

"I do!" Pony squealed. She was done for. Her mind stopped processing anything but the depraved need to continue sliding, and with each passing second, she was just that slightest bit less sane. The stakes were clear and overwhelming, and the brutal hips pounded on with something to prove. She rocked back and forth, head rolling back, bliss bubbling up inside of her with little clarity. She felt lost, desperate, ready to break down and give herself fully to him, ready to break. "Y-yeehaw!" she screamed. She kept screaming it, shouting out the very thing she had been ashamed at the implication she'd ever say during sex. It was the only way to properly convey this now.

Mineta couldn't believe his ears or the clenching down around his cock. Pony came hard, an anal orgasm driving her into the deep end, and she was determined to pull him with her, ass greedily milking Mineta's dick in shows of utter pleading and desperation. He didn't mind that at all, smile brightening as he slammed brutally forward and filled her up, pumping her snug ass with hot ropes of cum and an eruption that made good on everything he had been planning on.

The jizz flooded through her again, and Pony, already feeling like she was going to burst, wasn't ready for the feeling of even more gushing forward. All the cum that had been plugged into her was pushed forward alongside this new flood as her head itched forward and she spewed up his cum, all his jizz coming out the front. Puking up all this cum was the most bizarre of sensations to her, but it burned her up so hard she came again from the sheer shock of all of it, plunged into a madness too potent to make even a shred of sense of, and she was just happy to break down completely for him.

"You rode me 'til dawn," Pony whined, exhausted, worn down, fucked senseless, and passing out still impaled on his dick.

"Yeehaw indeed," Mineta smirked, pulling out of her and jumping off of the table, intent on going to see how Tokage and Kinoko were doing. He had some thanks to give.

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"Dinner time!" Inko called out, the smell of delicious food wafting through the whole of the house. "Who's hungry?"

All of Mineta's harem converged on the kitchen, ravenously hungry and only further excited by the smells of Inko's delicious home cooking. Mineta came too, although he arrived in a bit of drastic 'style'.

Pony marched down the hallway, biting down on a bar in her mouth as her master held her reins, riding him all the way to the kitchen. She had on her cowboy boots and a leather harness, and Mineta had his cock buried up her ass, slamming into it with each step she took forward. His cum ran down her thighs and oozed out of her holes as their ride around the apartment and the yard met its end here in the kitchen. Nobody batted an eye at his arrival. Mineta had been riding the new girl around for the past few days, having fun with his new depravity, even if this yard session had been a bit long.

"Okay, that's enough. Mushroom or some shit," Mineta said, his cock popping out of Pony's ass as he took his place down at the table. "Food time. What've we got today, Inko?" His hand reached out and cupped her ass while he admired the food she was setting down in front of everyone.

Pony collapsed, breathless, into her seat beside Tokage. She let go of the bit she was biting on, letting it drop to hang around her neck. A shaky, "Thanks," was all she could offer her for helping all her fantasies come true.

Tokage smiled bright. "Of course." She was happy to help a friend, happy to help Mineta, and maybe more importantly, to prove she could bring the best girls into the fold.