Too horny

>Feeling a bit tired, you go upstairs and fling open your bedroom door.
>Before you is a bound and gagged Fluttershy in the middle of the room with her ladyparts on display to the door.
"Oh fuck, c'mon!"
>She turns to see you from her peripherals and drool runs down her gag onto your carpet.
"God damn it..."
>You walk over to her front and stare her in the face.
"The fuck is wrong with you, Fluttershy?"
>She responds in spittle running down her chin.
>Oh right.
>Take off the gag and throw it to the side.
>"Mmm, what are you going to do to me?"
"What indeed."
>You undo her restraints and grab her collar.
>She watches as you snap on one of the pieces of rope she had herself bound by onto her collar.
>You tug at her and make her come closer.
>"Oh, p-pet play?"
>Shake your head as you walk around her to the door, pulling her along with you.
"Nope."
>After you take her out of the house, she stops herself and stands up, resisting the pull of the makeshift leash.
>"Where are we going?"
"To the doctor."
>"W-What?"
"Being horny all the time isn't right. C'mon."
>Her attempts to resist your pull are in vain as she falls to the side and is dragged by her neck.
>"B-But, I'm not sick. We don't need to go there!"
"If you can't even see why yourself, we totally do."
>She pouts and goes limp for the rest of the drag there.
>The doctors confirmed that she had a golf ball sized tumor pressing into the spot in her brain which mainly controls sexual activity and arousal levels, and have guessed that she only has a few weeks to live.
>In the end, you ended up still
>Pity fucking Fluttershy

I don't know why I wrote that.