Cadance checked her phone, the hint of a smile crossing her regal features, as she contemplated how to spend the day. It was a gorgeous late-summer afternoon in Equestria. She'd slept in, made herself look good, savored brunch, and was ready to tackle the day. Admiring her reflection in her phone, Cadance knew she looked good. The epitome of aristocratic pony breeding, the princess' flawless pale pink skin, flowing gradient hair, and perfect features were usually enough to spark the interest of anyone she might turn her attention to.

Normally, she was supposed to be occupied doing, like, real stuff. Princess stuff. Administering the realm. Taking care of things. Being an upstanding member of society. Yawn. Yawnyawnyawnyawnyawn. What actually went into her day was chasing cock. Servicing cock. Worshipping cock. Submitting to cock. And cock was the only thing on her mind.

She was married, and her husband, Shining Armor, was out...somewhere. Cadance had no regrets about the marriage. It was a good match, as they say. Was good politics. And like, he was cute. Kind of. Used to be. But he was nothing special in bed, even if he was reasonably well endowed. They had a fairly modern marriage, and he accepted that occasionally she went and prowled a bit to find some extra recreation. He had no clue just how much of a depraved whore his wife was, despite the fact that every stud packing a nice cock in Equestria was in on the open secret that Cadance was a completely addicted cocksleeve.

Time to put the day to some good use.

(If you just want the smut, click 'check notes' then 'spoilers'!)