Request: Silver Spoon Rape Part 1

>Day /r/ape in Equestria
>As per the signed and notarized document, you are Anon
>And today is, well, a normal Wednesday afternoon
>Albeit a cold winter Wednesday with a large blizzard
>You had braved the harsh white storm to get some firewood, hiked to town to buy more hot cocoa mix from Ponka, and even dodged a rape attempt by Flutters
>Lying in wait dressed as a snow fox wasn’t the best laid plan, but whatever floated her boat
>If she wants to freeze her ass off to find out furries aren’t your fetish, that’s her choice
>You trudge back home, the sun beginning to sluggishly lower towards the horizon
>As your home comes into view, you see the door wide open, large drifts of snow already making their way inside
>Moving into a jog you quickly enter your home and start shoveling the snow back outside to its natural habitat
>The snow had made your home as cold as the outside, but even worse it had ruined your rug
>You adjust your scarf and hat as you sigh loudly
“Ruined my fuckin’ rug, man.”
>You walk to the kitchen to crank up the wood stove and try to get some warmth back into your home before nightfall, but find your only source of reliable heat to be gone!
>The silhouette left by the slight soot and wood slivers perfectly framed a note left in its place
>”Dearest Anonymous, if you are wondering where your stove has gone, do not worry. It is in good hands, and will be returned to you, but only after a short favor. Please meet me at the Tiara Mansion.”
>It was signed Mr. Rich, that asshole. The hell did he need your stove for anyway?
>He was filthy rich, he must have at least 14 heaters in each room!
>But you wanted your damn heat back, and he wouldn’t cheat you out of that
>You had spent your entire savings just to afford it. Now it was a matter of honor
1/?
>Strapping on your snow shoes, wrapping an extra scarf around your face, and equipping your gloves, you step outside into the horrid blizzard
>Crossing through the countryside you eventually spot the twinkling lights of the mansion, the iron gate forced open by rising snow banks
>You slowly cross the immense mansion lawn, the quiet cold air and crunch of snow almost dulling your rage
>But as soon as you come within five feet of the front door you’re hit with a blast of heat that’s emanating from the mansion, and by the time you’ve knocked on the door you’re sweating
>After a short moment none other than Filthy Rich answers the door, dressed to the nines in winter gear
>”Ah! Anonymous! Good, I was afraid you wouldn’t be coming.”
“Listen Filthy, I-
>”Rich, please.”
>You snort
“Filthy, why the hell did you take my stove? If I don’t have it I’ll freeze to death!”
>He coughs and avoids your gaze
>”You see Anon, can I call you Anon?”
“No.”
>”Well, Anonymous, I have an important meeting to attend involving my daughter Diamond Tiara.”
“And what the hell does this have to do with my damn heat?”
>Silver Spoon suddenly peaks out from behind Filthy, but isn’t wearing any winter gear
>”Daaaad! You’re letting all the heat out!”
>He turns and shoos her off to another room, before returning to you
2/?
>”As you can see, I’ve taken it upon myself to be Silver Spoon’s father. But before I can do that, I have to deal with my first daughter. Now, the reason I ordered your stove brought here is because I knew that’s the only way you’d come.”
>You step inside and were going to step past Filthy to look for your stove, but he stops you
>”Anon, I need help.”
>He stares directly at you, and his normally high and mighty attitude falls away
>”I’m a shitty parent, I get that. Taking in Silver Spoon was my attempt at redemption. But I have to take care of Diamond. I can’t bring her with me, and nobody else would brave this weather. I need somep0ny…no, I need you. I need you to watch her for two days while I sort out this business with Diamond Tiara. When I return I’ll see you’re paid handsomely, and get a brand new top of the line stove.”
>You stare hard at him, trying to see if he’s full of his rich arrogance, thinking he can buy off anyone, but all you see is a father in need of help
>Could he really have changed?
>You sigh, and stare into the living room. Silver Spoon was sitting there coloring, humming innocently
>This couldn’t be so hard, could it? Two days of baby sitting in a cushy mansion, you’d get a heap of bits, and a new stove that wouldn’t cut out in the middle of the night
“Okay.”
>He sighs, then does a double take
>”Really?”
“I’m doing this for the bits and the stove. Don’t think of this as a favor, think of it as a job. Okay?”
>He lets out a sigh of relief. “Thank you Anon. I won’t forget this.”
“Just go take care of your daughter and hurry back. I expect to be paid well.”
>He begins to bundle himself up. “Of course Anon, of course. I’ll be back in two days, I promise. Thank you so much Anon, thank you.”
3/?
>And like that he was gone, leaving you alone in a warm mansion with a filly
>This couldn’t be that bad, right?
>You strip off your winter gear until you’re in your classic green turtleneck, then go see what’s up with Silver
>Sitting down next to her you see she was doodling…is that a dick?
>Yes, that was a dick
>On her paper were at least 10 dicks, horse and otherwise
>There was even a human dick, what the hell?
“Hey there Silver Spoon, whatcha drawin’?”
>She shrugs and draws some semen shooting out of a particularly realistic griffon dick
>”Just some things. Hey Anon, wanna play a game?”
>She springs up and races down the hall, leaving you puzzled
>What the hell was this kid drawing, and how the hell did she know what it was?
>This required some investigation. Filly fiddling was not cool
>Following the gray filly down the hallway you enter what appears to be her bedroom
>The entire room was pink and purple, the walls covered with pictures of friends and celebrities
>Silver Spoon was lying on her bed wearing long white feet warmers that reach her body and a nurse’s hat, and was currently eying your crotch
>”You wanna play doctor Anon?”
>Nope
>Nope nope nope nope nope nope
>You cannot even fathom how this filly even came to know about sex, let alone this fetish
>She was what, like ten?
>You slowly walk to her bed and sit down
“Listen, Spoon, where did you learn this game?”
>She gives you a funny look. “My mom did, why?”
>Oh god
>She was trained by a hooker
“Spoon, this isn’t a game you’re supposed to play as a filly. It’s a game you play with someone you love very much.”
>”Oooooh.” She stands up and begins fishing around under her bed
“Do you understand now Silver? I don’t want to hurt your feelings, it’s just that this sort of thing isn’t supposed to happen at this age.”
4/?
>”Oh, don’t worry, my mom told me this sometimes happens.”
“What, wha-UMF!”
>She had pulled a rag out from beneath her bed and stuffed it into your mouth
>The strong smell made your vision pool, and you felt yourself falling backwards into what felt like nothing
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>You wake up slowly, feeling sluggish and compliant
>You feel cold, and feel only your boxers on
>You try to stretch and sit up, but feel your arms and legs are tied down
>You tug and pull, but feel no give
>Usually Fluttershy’s knots weren’t worth shit, but these were tight and well done
>Looking around you see the pink room you were in before you got drugged, but the window leading to the outside was much darker
>You suddenly feel a small warm body squirm on your chest
>Straining your neck you peer down and see the small gray filly curled up like a cat on your chest breathing deeply
>It would be cute if she hadn’t attempted to rape you
>You try not to move your body as you jerk at the rope holding your wrist down
>You strain your head to try and grab the knot with your teeth when a voice almost gives you a heart attack
>”Going somewhere?”
>You look down and see her grinning menacingly at you
“Why don’t you let me go Silver? We can pretend this whole thing never happened!”
>She laughs, and begins to stroke your covered member
>”Anon, don’t you get it? I want this to happen, and I want p0nies to know. I’ll be the cooliest filly ever if I get you in bed.”
>You swallow what feels like a golf ball as your dick begins to stiffen from her ministrations
“So you don’t care if I’ll get arrested?”
>She begins to pull down the waistband of your boxers down as your tent starts getting pitched
5/?
>”Don’t you get it Anon? I’ve got two days to use you. And I am going to use them to the fullest extent.”
>She releases your cock to the cool winter night air, and begins to jerk it slowly in her tiny hoof
>You try to get it to go down, thinking of anything and everything to make you go soft
>It doesn’t work, and you begin to feel your balls tighten
>You grunt once, the only sound you’ve made during this dirty act, and she grins evilly
>”That’s it, squirt for a filly you dirty human.”
>You begin to empty your balls, coating your chest in cum as you climax harder than you had ever before
>You breathe heavily as your member starts to shrink again, but Silver Spoon doesn’t stop pumping
>”Oh no Anon, we’ve got all the time I need.”
LAST TIME, ON ANON RAPER ZEEEE!
Anon was at the mercy of Silver Spoon who only wants that hella sick D for the popularity. We now return to directly after the first shameful orgasm [spoiler]nah that orgasm was hella sick and there’ll be at least 2 more[/spoiler]
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>Your thick creamy seed coats your chest in heavy ropes, and Silver Spoon pauses in her revitalizing ministrations to lap it all up
>Swallowing loudly she wipes what remained off your chest onto the tip of her hoof and holds it to your mouth
>”Come on Anon, here comes the choo-choo train!”>
>You defiantly keep your mouth closed and respond my simply glaring
>She reaches down and begins to press down on your balls, bringing tears to your eyes
>”Open. Wide,” she says as she turns your balls to mush
>You can no longer hold it back, and scream out in pain
>She swiftly leans forwards and shoves her hoof in your mouth. “Suck.”
>You begrudgingly begin to lick her hoof clean, the bitter and salty taste filling your mouth
>You swallow your own spunk, and as Silver Spoon pulls her hoof away from your mouth she also releases her hold on your balls
>They ached painfully, and your chances of having children were severely decreased now
>”So Anon, how about you treat a lady right before we get to the good stuff?”
>She rotates on your chest and presents her rear to you
>Flicking her tail out of the way her marehood comes into view, her outer lips glistening
>You try not to look at her sex, instead turning your head away
>Silver has different ideas however, and grasps your member and squeezes. Hard
>”Eat up now, or you’ll get something broken.”
>You take a deep breath and mentally prepare yourself to defile a filly
>Innocence wasn’t stopping you here, she had made this clear after your first orgasm, but the legal and moral ramifications were still hitting you hard
>She lowers her young untouched pussy to your lips, and you slowly stick out your tongue and lick
>She tastes like vanilla ice cream, and you have a hard time shaking off the fact that this sweet tasting nectar is coming from your kidnapper
>She moans lewdly as your lick her lips and circle her tiny clit
>”Right there Anon, don’t stop!”

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I will post more porn of this situation later.