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Cere'Qul panted heavily as he looked over the other male who had resisted him for the past hour and a half. Sweat poured down the black pony's neck and head, steam billowing from off of his dark form where the fires of his being surged free from the pores of his skin. Grunting and shaking his head with a wild knicker, the demonic stallion reared up, slamming his crimson hoof onto the ground before he let out a heavy snort.

In front of him, Big Mac was almost sweating profusely, the red furred golden haired pony had never had to fight in such a manner and it showed from the way small shivers of exhaustion began to roll all across his muscular form. Large green eyes narrowed in concentration, Big Mac grunted a snort of his own as he flickered his lips in challenge at the other male. Normally, the red pony would never have gotten himself so worked up over another stallion, but this guy...this...thing really, had made it quite clear what he thought about Big Mac after the other had gone and sown his seed within the belly of his sister.

And there was only response to be given to that slight against his family.

One would expect that on a day like today, with the sky so clear and pretty with picturesque white clouds slowly making their way towards the west, that nothing like what was happening here between the two males would ever take place. Especially, not in the little glade right outside of Ponyville. However, Big Mac and Cere'Qul hadn't been able to control themselves as the two found each other while the other had been going about their business today. It had been an odd quirk of fate that had drawn the two together, or perhaps, it may have been destiny as neither had been actively looking for one another when they had crossed paths, but now though...

Cere'Qul charged before Big Mac had time to finish the blink of his eyes, a small miscalculation on his part as a bead of sweat rolled over into his eyes. The demonic horse didn't care, though. He moved like the wind, flames kicking up beneath his feet as he dove for the other stallion, a mad whinny roaring free from his muzzle as he did so. The other pony had just enough time to jump to the side before the larger equine barrelled into him, hooves raised in an attempt to strike at the smaller male.

The ground trembled from where Cere'Qul stomped at the earth. Birds left their nests as they ascended towards safety, while rabbits and other small critters ducked for whatever cover they could find if they weren't already cowering in their burrows and in the hollows of fallen trees as the black stallion neighed and kicked up dust from his missed attack. Big Mac saw his chance, his head whipped to the side seconds before his body moved. A red blur followed with the smaller stallion leaping onto Cere'Qul's backside, the black stallion whinnied to the sky as he felt blunt fangs nip at the side of his already bleeding scruff, tufts of his beautiful red mane having been torn out from Big Mac's successful assaults.

Grunting, neighing and bucking with the ferocity his kind were known for, the black equine shook himself as hard as he could to try and dislodge Bic Mac from his place across his backside. Kicking back against himself, Cere'Qul grunted when he heard the red pony let out a shrill cry of pain, a sneer of delight on his face as he was sure that the other would now let go of him. He was wrong. The other stallion refused to be dislodged, however, desperation and adrenaline making the other almost equally as ferocious as the black stud to keep himself steady against the interloper who had tried to break up his happy world with his presence.

Big Mac, a simple pony filled with desperation and hope, was no match for the demonic equine's strength and was flung away like a sack of grain onto the ground. Back hitting the blood stained earth, Big Mac let out a pained grunt, his muscles and bones screaming at him for the punishment he was inflicting on them. Shaking his head to relieve the headache that was beginning to form, the red stallion was not prepared to suddenly find himself at a loss from air as a glowing crimson hoof stomped down onto his neck. Its owner, who the smaller pony fearfully looked up at, snarled and slathered like a wild beast as he let out a whinny so loud it made Big Mac's ears pop.

The fangs that snapped around his neck, too sharp to be the rounded molars of a regular horse, cut deep into the red stud's windpipe, threatening Big Mac with what the other knew would be his end as hot blood began to well up from out of holes made by said teeth. Grunting and neighing in fright, the red stallion tried his best to shove the other male off of him, kicking out with his legs as best he could to possibly break one of the thick legs the black equine had planted around him, but all of his struggles only served to make the demon horse angrier as he locked his jaws even tighter around the smaller pony's neck, the taste of blood exciting Cere'Qul beyond rationality as his tongue licked over the red copper which flowed into his muzzle.

Seconds filled with panicked thoughts passed by like hours as Big Mac tried to think up a way for which he could get the other male off to release him. Jade eyes looked up fearfully into blood red orbs, flames literally danced where pupils and irises should before one thought managed to cut clear through the red pony's mind.

Giving a neigh of regret, Big Mac slumped to the ground, submission and desperation liberally oozing from every sweat soaked pore as he begged for his life in the way only animals could understand.

Tense seconds of silence passed, the wind itself seemed to pause as the world seemed to wait for what the other stud would do to the downed stallion. The simplest thing for the demon would be to twist his head, snapping the smaller equine's neck, possibly tearing it off in spite once the green eyed horse was dead. However, a voice, a little, niggling sound for which Cere'Qul thought he had long since been rid of, reared up out of no where.

'DON'T!!!!!!!!!!'

It was the force behind the cry that made the demonic equine grunt more than the word itself, the mind of the black stallion was so far lost within the throes of the lust of battle that he himself couldn't even form words if he tried. A small blink, the tiniest of movements, was what saved Big Mac's life. Fiery eyes, still burning hotter than the flames of hell, quieted as Cere'Qul looked down at the defeated stud at his feet. The sight of the other, coupled with the scent of submission, made the demon horse realize that the other would now no longer challenge him.

He had won the right to breed from the only other creature which could have possibly looked to challenge his dominance and in acknowledgment of that fact, Cere'Qul pulled his teeth out from the holes of Big Mac's bleeding neck and then raised himself up into the air with his back hooves. A cry of excitement rent the surrounding area as the victorious stallion let out his joy over his opponent be heard far and wide. Stomping his front feet back onto the earth, just missing the red equine's head by mere inches, the demon horse leaned down to billow a snort out from his nose onto the other, a sign of his place in their new herd.

Big Mac...couldn't say anything. His defeat was so clear, and his shame for his lost made the red pony lay panting onto the ground beneath his new herd leader. Tail flicking against the ground, kicking up stray pieces of rubble like a child kicking his feet into the sand, Big Mac did nothing as he kept his gaze over the black demon stallion which postured and neighed out his triumph for several minutes on end. Once the other was through though, Big Mac was not ready for what happened next.

The feel of a stray tongue against his wounded neck, the hurt therein nearly making the red horse want to cry out in pain, forced a curious stare onto Bic Mac's face as he looked up to Cere'Qul in confusion. The other said nothing however, as he continued to run his warm, almost hot, organ over the bleeding stallion's neck. Soothing the wounds with nearly caustic drool, of which made the red pony shudder and moan as he felt his body heat up somewhat uncomfortably. A low growl of a snort calmed Big Mac's rising frustration with the situation, a quick stomp of a black leg near the side of his head stilled his wriggling motions.

It took several minutes for Cere'Qul to be satisfied with what healing he had done, and one he was sure that the other wasn't going to bleed to death like a stuck pig, a few powerful snuffs from his uncomfortably warm nostrils down the side of Big Mac's throat being used to confirm this truth, the black stallion pulled himself back from the other male and then quietly stood in watch of his new herd member. Not having been through a situation like this before, seeing as no other pony had ever challenged him in such a way, Big Mac was left a little confused as he quietly picked himself up, head kept low so that he wouldn't have to look into the smug eyes of his new dominant.

"And now that you've learned your place," the black stallion began to say as he trotted over to the red male, lowering head head to try and look the other in the eye, but finding that every time he did so the other male would just turn away from him, "I think I'll put you to some use,"

Big Mac wasn't sure what that meant, he honestly could say the he didn't want to know, but curiosity compelled him to lift his head just a touch, his eyes kept low to the ground, in question of what his new herd leader would ask of him,

"I've broken in many mares in my time, but it had been a while since I broke in a stud," Big Mac shivered violently, his head almost jumping up to stare at the other male in ludicrousness, before he heard a snort of warning, "So I'll give you a choice for being my first," The red pony nodded at that. "Either you can turn to present my with your rump, which I will take later anyway, or you can dip yourself beneath me and service your leader and dominant as you are meant to do," Cere'Qul kept a chuckle out of his voice as he spoke plainly to the other horse, a small sense of dignity filling him at the fierceness the other had shown during their previous battle.

"What will it be?"

Silence, a seemingly endless ocean this time, crashed over the pair as Big Mac shuddered and kicking a hoof up against the ground in contemplation.

"...ah..." the red horse began to speak, but was sharply cut off by a violent neigh.

"YOU WILL SPEAK WHEN I TELL YOU TO!!! AND MY QUESTION NEEDS NO VERBAL RESPONSE!! NOW, MAKE YOUR CHOICE!!!" Flames poured all around the demon horse, furious and hot, as though they were bursting free from a volcanic eruption, terrifying Big Mac into rearing up and back, before exploding into violent embers which sparked all around the two like starbursts.

Big Mac...didn't know what to do or think in that moment as he felt his world shrink down to a pinpoint with only him and the other male standing within perpetual darkness, the weight of his future heaving like a thick chain around the smaller pony's neck. It was obvious to all present what it would mean for him to submit himself to the other in such a way, no longer would Big Mac be able to consider himself as a stud after being bred by the other male. The first touch the other's cum inside of his body would forever taint him as being a mare, and even if, by some unforeseeable miracle, that the other managed to disappear back into whatever pit had brought him forth, Big Mac would always know that he had been made another's filly. That knowledge would leave him damaged, unwilling and unwanting to breed with a female, the shame of being...sullied in such a way forever haunting him.

The silence, stilling weaving its spell around the two stallions, was broken several seconds later as Big Mac walked over to his herd leader, and then straight past him before stopping in the middle of the larger male.

"I don't have to warn you that if you should try anything..." Cere'Qul turned his head to watch the red pony shake his head rapidly at him. "Good," the demonic horse didn't think the freshly broken in stud would be daring enough to try such a thing, but it never hurt to warn one's servant of the price of their actions should their err. After all, killing the other after the fact would probably make his newest mare violently upset, not that this mattered all that much to the demon horse.

It was the touch of a wet muzzle against his loins that made Cere'Qul shudder, a moan parting his lips seconds later as he left his new herd member begin to service him in the way that was both proper and thorough. The feel of Big Mac's tongue ghosting over his left cock, so soft and yet firm at the same time, made the demonic horse shake his hips from side to side in rapture. Back behind him, his thick and heavy testicles, having grown swollen from the excitement of the fight, rumbled quietly as they began to churn with the froth of the demon's pre-come, of which happily dripped free from their owner's twin cocks.

"Taste me, little one," Cere'Qul said, the use of the pet name that he often called Fluttershy and some of his other mare's with was lost on the red pony as the other simply grunted.

Big Mac could say for certain that he hated his newfound position, though didn't want to know what the punishment would be for not doing as he had been told. Slowly, ever so slowly, the red horse moved himself around so that he could get at the leaking heads of his leader's cocks, the red pulsing veins wrapped around the twin pikes almost leading him to his destination as they began to glow brighter the further up he slathered his tongue along the lengths of the turgid shafts. When Big Mac found his place with his snout in front of Cere'Qul's twin flared heads, the tips of said cocks liberally gushing with hot, musky pre-come, the red male took one moment to let out a long suffering snort before he opened his muzzle to take the two into his throat.

This caught Cere'Qul by a big surprise as he didn't expect his new herd mate to be so adventurous with his ministrations over him. Growling, the demon horse reared up, but then halted himself before he could choke the other. He didn't want to break the other, well, at least not like that...he would have more than enough time to make the other stallion into a proper mare before long. A few days and nights with the other sleeping with his leader's cocks down his throat would help to work open the other's esophagus to the point where Cere'Qul was sure that the red male would be literally begging for a taste of himself. The thought made a silent shiver rack up through the course of the bigger male's body, or it might be the feel of Big Mac's tongue curling across both of his flared tipped heads, rolling small nubs against his leaking tips, unconsciously exciting the dominant male even more that he already was.

A slight thrust cause the red pony to moan and then whinny in panic as far too much cock slipped into his muzzle.

"Don't choke, I'll have use for that wonderful mouth later, pet," Cere'Qul decided that he needed something else to call the red male since little one seemed...less appropriate now that he thought over it. A nod from Big Mac made the demonic steed gasp and then kick a hoof against the ground, "Pull off from one of my shafts, but keep your muzzle laid low,"

Big Mac did as commanded, his new position leaving him with little argument as he popped one of the meaty phalluses from out of his maw before he started to suckle vigorously on the other, bobbing his head as he did so to so as to please herd leader.

Cere'Qul groaned up to the waning day, the sky growing crimson with the peaking of the first stars of the evening timidly trying to come out from behind the sun's majesty veil, as the demonic horse began to buck himself into his pet. Tail whipping around behind him like a leaf cast free by the wind, the black stallion flexed his internal muscles as hard as he could before snorting. A sudden gush of pre-come inside of Big Mac's throat made the other male moan aloud, the vibration causing Cere'Qul to whinny aloud as he spurted more pre-come into the smaller male. Beside his face, Big Mac barely took notice of how the black male's other cock had rose up to press itself down onto his head, a deluge of sticky horse froth slowly began to gel inside of the red pony's golden locks, coating him in the scent and musk of his dominant.

Minutes of this went on, Big Mac obediently servicing his herd leader while Cere'Qul grunted and moaned and painted the former stud with his seminal fluids in an attempt to further cement the red male's place within his herd. When Big Mac managed to deepthroat the black equine to the point where Cere'Qul's medial ring was lodged deep within his, now broken, throat, the demonic horse felt that it was time to speed things up. Grunting and digging his hooves into the ground, Cere'Qul brought his cock out of his pet's esophagus all the way until only the head was placed in between the red pony's teeth before slamming himself forward.

Big Mac's eyes popped wide open as he was treated to the forcefulness many of the mares in the black stallion's herd had long since grown used to. Not having been prepared for this, Big Mac grunted and whinnied, shaking his head vehemently to try and get his leader to stop, but a roar of a neigh silenced the other as Cere'Qul continued with his powerful thrusting, breaking through the small bits of resistance he found as he tried to literally carve a pussy inside of the other male's throat. The bulge that pressed back and forth inside of Big Mac's neck made for quite the lewd sight, the length of the greater horse's cock, so large and full as it was, meant that the black stud could actually touch the tip of his phallus into the red male's belly, something for which Big Mac wasn't sure he would ever grow used to.

Numerous minutes went by with the two stuck in this way; Cere'Qul's black body panting and huffing, sweat pouring from all across his back and sides, only to his as they little droplets of moisture turned into steam, as the black male ripped his way through his pet's insides. The sweet rapture of breaking in a male for the first time was so potent that the demon horse couldn't hold himself back as he placed both of his front hooves onto Big Mac's backside, using the other as leverage as he ground the weaker male into his groin. The sweaty scent of his herd leader's musky pouch of flesh pressed up against his nostrils made Big Mac feel somewhat light headed as he tried to breathe around the hard plain of his dominant's stomach to no avail.

Whinny in panic as blackness, which had nothing to do with Cere'Qul's fur, began to creep up into the corner of his eyes, Big Mac unconsciously shook himself in just the right way that it stimulated the other cock pressed up against the side of his head in such a way that it sent the right triggers inside off into the demonic stallion's brain. A loud whinny followed by a grunt of frustration later and soon Big Mac was treated to the first taste of his her leader's spunk flooding through the inside of his guts.

With the side of the black stud's testicles however, already bigger than melons from the continuous stimulation they had received, both from the previous fight and the newly dominated red pony's oral ministrations, the volume of seed which was released inside of Big Mac's belly was so great that the other male's midsection actually began to bloat. Not to be outdone by its unseen twin, the shaft that drooled endlessly above Big Mac's head released a torrent of cum so thick and gelatinous it looked as though someone were literally trying to paint over the red pony's form as gout after gout of spooge rained all across Big Mac in several arching waves.

Up above, Cere'Qul screamed his pleasure out for all to hear as he claimed the newest member of his herd in that primal way for which he was known. Moaning, neighing, arching, and bucking like the wild stallion that he was, Cere'Qul made sure that his new pet would forever know of its place beneath him as his cocks continued to pump his demonic nectar both all through and all across Big Mac's body. The stench of musk that would linger onto the red horse's body would be something that would bring a smile of the demonic horse's face for years to come, the sight of the other, forever submissive to him, his belly dragging low with unused seed sloshing through him, would make for an impressive spectacle as well. Especially when he gathered his mares around the broken stud and had them lick him down from head to hoof. Perhaps even have one or two play with his cock, if Cere'Qul ever felt that magnanimous.

'That would be a good treat to use to keep him in line,' The demonic stallion though somewhat playfully, 'Yes, this one should know that all of his pleasure comes from my command,' The imagine of Big Mac, his tailhole dripping with cum from being freshly mated with, muzzle panting in exhaustion while his hooves shivered from the restless pleasure of having a sultry mare, perhaps the cream winged pegasi, nurse on his distended shaft would make for an amusing sight for the black stud.

So many erotic imagines filling up his head made Cere'Qul's orgasm last for longer than it usually did, but alas, like many great things, it came to an end too soon for the demon equine. When he felt that his balls had shrank back down to their normal apple sized girth, Cere'Qul shuddered and then knickered before pulling his hooves down from off of Big Mac's backside. Pulling away from the other male with slow, deliberate motions, the black stallion watched in awe as he looked upon the form of his pet, green eyes stare back at him blank with lust, muzzle literally drooling with cascading down his maw.

Chuckling to himself as he realized that somewhere during his orgasm the other must have fallen into the pit of rapture for which all of his mares were known to traverse, the demon horse realized that there was only one thing to do for the other at this point,

"Swallow," he commanded, to which, the zonked out red pony did with glee. "Good boy," the demon praised. A snort of mirth left the black horse's muzzle a second later as he watched Big Mac's cum soaked tail give a small wag of approval.