“The Art of Riding”

“The Forbidden Art of Riding.” What a curious title that had been. Princess Aurora wandered through the corridors of the vast parental castle, wondering what that “Art of Riding” could have been. Surely, unicorns like her were never ridden so what could the author have meant? 

Cursing her Nana for catching her before she could open the book, she stalked on, furiously stomping her golden clad hooves on the ground to vent her frustration. She hated it when her boundless curiosity was slapped so viciously into a limit and this had been a particularly vexing subject. 

“Stupid Nana”, she mumbled, not really paying attention to where she was going until she came to another unexpected halt. The young unicorn stared blankly at the stable area in front of her, not quite sure what she was seeing. Everything around her looked old, almost derelict. And yet… there was a forgotten glory about the place. As if it had been important, several decades ago. 

“Princess Aurora. A pleasure.” 

The voice was so close and unexpected, that Aurora reared in fright and then stared angrily at the figure that she spotted, half hidden in the shadows. “Kobold, you scared me!” She was about to demand an apology, but forgot about it when she glanced round. The lost grandeur of the place seemed a little scary and she shivered. “What is this place?”

“The stable for foreign dignitaries, Your Highness”, the Kobold hissed, his luminous green eyes narrowing, measuring the shapely unicorn Princess in front of him. She was young and beautiful, with a fine rump that was basically begging to be claimed by someone. It was a little out of shape, but that would only heighten the pleasure when he started kneading her there, digging his claw tipped fingers deep into that soft flesh. His eyes wandered over her snow white fur and the golden gleaming mane that was falling in soft, perfectly braided plaits down her slender neck. Oh what he would give to have her, spoil her and make her his own. But he braced himself, nodding his draconic head in a mock bow. “Those dignitaries would come here after a hard ride and stable their horses until...”

“Ride? You know about riding?” The excitement in her voice betrayed her eagerness to know and Aurora quickly regained her posture. “I mean: Tell me about that Riding you mentioned earlier, Slave.”

“No.” 

“What?” Suddenly confronted with a Slave refusing to obey a command like this, she did not quite know how to react. All of the other slaves followed orders on the merest whim. She never had to think about what happened when one of them didn’t. Now that was the case, she felt a little lost. “But… But I order you!” She muttered a little dumb founded. “You are not supposed to refuse.”

The anthropomorphic dragon tilted his head and folded his green scaled arms. His eyes widened a little when he noticed the small but shapely tits between her legs. They were not enormous but sure looked firm. Perfect to be spoiled. He recognized this as an opportunity that could prove one of those golden once-in-a-lifetime chances. If he handled it with the delicacy it needed. “Well I suppose I could teach you a thing or two about that. If you bow to me.”

Her jaw dropped and her eyes went wide as she stared at the green dragon in front of her. “You... what? I am Princess Aurora of…”

“Yes, yes, save it. I know exactly who you are, Princess.” Another mock bow followed, this time he even tilted his upper body a little to complete the gesture. “But the knowledge is forbidden. I am the only person in the entire kingdom that knows about it. That is why I am here in this stable, locked away. You would not want me to tell your parents what you demanded of me, now would you?”

Aurora gulped. He had her there. If anyone ever found out, she would be… well. Terrible things would happen, that was for sure. Even to her. Aurora weighed her head back and forth, biting her plush lip as her mind raced back and forth through the opportunities. She was burning to know. She had to know. 

“All right”, she whispered, her blue eyes burning with shame and fear in mind of all the things that could come forth from this. For a moment she stood there, shivering from the battling feelings and her uncertainty at what to do. Then curiosity won over her pride and she jerked her head in a fashion that was barely more than an energetic nod. But it send a few strands of her golden hair flying. “Satisfied?”

A rush of power blossomed through the Kobold’s veins and a smile started appearing at the corners of his mouth. “Do it properly”, he demanded. “Say: Please, Master Xemreis, teach me about the forbidden Art of Riding. And come on. That was barely more than a nod. Have your parents not taught you how to bow properly?”

Blood rushed into Aurora’s cheeks, causing the snow white fur to gather a faint pink tint as shame and humiliation blossomed in her chest. Everything inside her revolted. She wanted to fly toward the cheeky Kobold and gouge him with her horn if she had to. She wanted to stomp on him with her golden hooves in punishment for his outrageous request, flatten him to the ground and trample him for making her feel so horrible. But she didn’t dare. Her parents would find out, she just knew it. All he would have to do was utter a single word and she was done for. She had no other choice. She had to treat him like her king, no matter what it cost. Cheeks flaming and body trembling with annoyance and shame, she lowered her head to the ground and even lifted one of her front legs like she would when greeting her royal father. “Please”, she whispered, barely audible with her eyes locked on the clawed feet of the Kobold in front of her. “Master Xemreis. Teach me about the forbidden Art of Riding.” 

“Very good. Well done, Princess.” His voice sounded light and cheerful, but on the inside, Xemreis was glowing with pleasure. He, a lowly slave had just gotten the Princess he was supposed to serve to bow to him. Power rushed through his body like a drug and he whipped his spiked tail like a lash, causing a small popping sound that startled Aurora. “Ah fret not, Princess. You have obeyed and now I shall do as you asked.” 

Like a cat stalking a prey he started circling around her, measuring her youthful body with his eyes. His eyes followed the soft curvature of her pure white, unclaimed back to her golden tail that was barely covering the mare parts. The smirk grew as he stalked behind the young unicorn, sneaking a glance under her perfectly brushed, golden tail. Her virgin pussy was unclaimed of course. But the lips were lush and looked slightly swollen. Maybe she was a little bit aroused from the display of power he had just performed. Maybe she was just particularly well endowed. He would need to examine that a little further. But the way she looked now, she was practically begging him to breed, her like a common mare. To penetrate and spoil her innards with thick, white gobs of cum until she was overflowing. “But it is up to you if you want that or not. I shall do nothing without your consent.” Well at least for now he wouldn’t.

Aurora followed him out of the corner of her eyes. She was itching to turn her head and keep a close eye on what he was doing. But she was trying her best to pretend that she was not affected by the way he stalked around her, despite the strange feelings that had started to battle inside her. She had no name for them, nor was she sure what was going on. But her heartbeat quickened while she was listening and a strange, tingling sensation had started to send the faintest of feelings through her body. Like the distant echo of an echo, barely noticeable if one wasn’t ready to catch it in time. And Aurora was anything but ready. She just stood there, trying to keep a straight face in view of the strange, but weirdly exciting situation.

Sensing her vulnerability, the Kobold leaned in, scaly lips almost touching her white, fluffy ear as he whispered: “Do you want me to show you?”

The faint hair on her ears tickled from the hot breath of the Kobold and Aurora’s head flew round. She stared at him. Strangely enough, she was a little out of breath. Her ears folded back a little as she looked straight into the face of the Kobold, uneasiness battling with curiosity and the joy over getting her wish fulfilled so unexpectedly. Joy rushed like a wave of heat through her and she looked at him like an eager puppy, ready to learn. “How does it work? What is being done?”

Xemreis leaned back, tutting like someone’s disapproving maiden aunt. “Not like that. First I will need to make sure that you are all right. Those lessons are demanding, you know? We don’t want you to end up with injuries.”

Now the uncertainty was plainly audible in Aurora’s voice as she watched him with a hint of nervousness. She didn’t like it how he circled her. Some deeply buried instinct suggested that he may not have good intentions. But when he stretched out his hand and brushed over her withers, she instantly felt calmer. Reassurance washed over her in one loving wave and she couldn’t help but relax a little. “What does that mean?”

“It means I need to make sure that you are healthy. Have no injuries and such.” His hands pinched her withers a little, causing another wave of pleasure to seep down into her like warm water. “Riding is tough. And demanding. It is nothing for the faint of heart.” His green eyes turned sharply to her with the speed of a striking cobra and he asked with a little malice in his voice “That means you really have to want to learn it.”

“I do want to learn it. What is it about?” 

“Ah well if you are certain, your majesty, then I will continue my examination. You may trust me there, I have always taken care of the horses of foreign dignitaries. I know my way around Equines.” His hands slid down, following the soft curvature of her back and the faint golden line that connected her mane with the lush gold of her tail. Carefully watching his claws, he started applying gentle pressure on her hips, following the shape of her croup and massaging. 

Despite her indignity about his words, she felt herself relax against her will. His hands were very experienced, she had to give him that. Very experienced indeed. Before she knew what she was doing, she uttered a soft sound of pleasure as his hand rubbed toward her tail. Then he made a grab around it and started to lift it, causing her to swirl round as if he had bitten her. “Hands off that part, Slave! That is none of your business!” 

“Ah Princess. If looks could kill, I would fall apart, cut into thin slices.” The Kobold interlaced his fingers and looked sweetly at the unicorn Princess in front of him. “It seems I have underestimated your dedication toward the cause. No offense taken. I shall immediately return to my work and no longer bother you with that trifling knowledge you asked me for.”

Aurora was shocked when the Kobold made a grab for the shovel he had been using earlier and started tossing soft earth over the ground, not two steps away from her. It was not only the fact that he had left her so abruptly. It was also that he had done something that she did not quite understand. There was a soft tingling sensation under her tail. It had never happened before and she was uncomfortably aware of the sensation. Especially because she could not reach that spot and the fact that it continued to itch and tingle a little stronger when she tried to brush her thighs against each other and get rid of it. “All right”, she sighed, rubbing her hind legs back and forth as inconspicuously as possible. “I am sorry Xemreis. Please continue.” 

“Master Xemreis”, the Kobold replied without interrupting his work.

Aurora felt the fur in her neck bristle, but the itching sensation sparked as if by black magic. Her resistance ebbed away as fast as it had flared up. He was an expert, she reasoned. Experts and Scholars were called “Master”, so maybe, she could deign herself to call him that. As an exception. Just until she knew what this “riding” thing was. And then she would immediately return to calling him “Slave”. “All right. Master Xemreis. Please, tell me more.” 

Smirking like a snake, Xemreis put the shovel down and returned to the unicorn that was eyeing him with mistrust sparkling in her eyes. His hand reappeared on her back and started following the curve of her shoulder, much to the annoyance of Princess Aurora. His hand slowly followed her slender neck, gently digging into the fluffy white fur and down her front legs. 

“What are you doing?”

“Making sure that you are healthy. Riding is a strain on the whole body, but especially on the legs.” Gently he lifted first one of her front legs, then the other, and used a tool to scratch and brush over her hooves before he repeated the motion with her hind legs. Once more he came dangerously close to the area she had deemed “forbidden”. But for now he dared not come any closer. That was both to her pleasure and secret dismay. “You do have nicely shaped hooves”, he mumbled as he had placed the last one down and let the small tool vanish into a bucket.

Aurora felt herself blush a little. “Thank you. Now what is it about that...”

“Give it time”, he interrupted her as he walked round her, carefully inspecting the rest of her body, at least from the outside. 

Still shifting back and forth uncomfortably, Aurora was not quite sure why there was that wicked tickling sensation flared up during the examination. Why had she never felt it before and what had caused it to be there now. 

The Kobold disappeared for a moment and reappeared with a halter that he was holding between his hands. “This thing is part of The Art of Riding. It is how the people in the old days communicated with their steeds. Would you like me to show you?” The Kobold grinned as he saw the Unicorn Princess eye the linked pieces of leather with mistrust in her gaze. “Don’t worry. It’s not going to hurt.” Smiling wickedly, he created a large loop and slowly, carefully held it up in front of Aurora’s face. 

They stood there for a moment, until Aurora broke the silence. “Nothing is happening.”

“You need to put your head in the loop, Princess. Then I can show you.” 

There was something about this thing that made her not particularly like it. But curiosity won and she carefully moved her head into the large loop, watching the Slave as he pulled it a little tighter. It felt weird, having something surround her face so snugly. Especially when the Slave put another, smaller loop around her nose as well. She could feel it press against her cheeks, nose and poll, scratching and pressing a little behind the ears. But there was something. Something about the way it pressed there, making her feel a little calmer than she probably would have liked. Maybe she overreacted. It was merely a set of linked leather, right?

“There. Now follow me.” The anthropomorphic Dragon turned round, clipped a rope into one of the metal rings at Aurora’s chin, and lead the Unicorn gently around the forlorn stable to a box. “This is how the steeds were shown where to go, Princess. They used to walk like this from one position to the other and then they would be groomed.” He lead her in front of a wooden wall, tying the rope of the Halter loosely into a knot before he grabbed a soft brush. “That means that they would use this tool here on their steeds.” 

The brushing sensation was unusual, but more pleasant than Aurora would ever have admitted. Despite her reluctance to utter a word, it was clear to Xemreis that she was enjoying herself more than anything. Her mouth was silent, but her body was telling him whole novels of pleasure. He watched her lean into the brush and moan softly when he dragged the soft bristles through her thick, white fur, gently removing loose hair that was clinging to her. Every now and then he would massage her behind her ears or use one of the pressure points he knew to cause her to moan softly with pleasure. Gently he worked his way through to her back, eventually landing at her croup with the brush. 

Aurora was shivering with pleasure as she felt the soft bristles moving closer and closer to her tail. They started catching in the longer golden strands and then the brush was removed. “Oh”, she gasped, looking disappointed over her back. 

“I will come to that in a moment Princess. I have not yet finished with my inspection.” His scaly green hand slid over the soft, silken fur, slowly gliding under the warm tail where he was greeted by hot, damp moisture. Aurora flinched lightly when his scaly hand went on exploration, but he also saw her slide her tail away just a little. The long golden hair sent a thick wave of smell into the Kobold’s nostrils and he sucked it in, humming with pleasure as he could practically taste the thick wave of inexperienced arousal. His claw tipped fingers gently slid over the moist gray folds, pulling them apart so he could see the bright pink insides of her vagina. “You seem to be in good health. Untainted like a freshly fallen snowflake.”, he murmured, gently pulling her big pussylips a little further apart, brushing along the clit as if it was accidental and watching her twitch and clamp down on an empty snatch in her excitement. When he let go, she looked at him confused and needy. Pretending to see nothing out of the ordinary, Xemreis removed the Halter from around her neck and tossed it to the floor. Then he opened the gates of the box he had locked her in for the grooming session. “That was it for now, snowflake Princess.”

Bewildered and not really sure what she ought to think of this, Aurora turned her head toward him. “That was it? Well it was nice, all right. But they really shouldn’t have written an entire book about it.”

“No, that was not it, snowflake Princess.” He cocked his head to one side. “Snow Princess. That was merely the first stage. But I cannot keep you here longer. I have work to do.” 

Befuddled and maybe a little needy, Aurora clopped off, back into the castle of her parents.