[FR] Bittersweet Dreams - 2 Lending a Helping Claw

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The following takes place the day after your little encounter with Spike..  Or Barb.  Whatever her name was.
Location:  On the road to Sweet Apple Acres Farm
Time:  20:00
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>You’ve gone almost a whole day without having that crazed purple bitch-dragon force herself on you.
>It flew by pretty damn fast.
>You were still trying to recover from your little encounter with her the other night and you were kinda walking funny.
>Your quadruped friends ask you if you’re walking a little funnier than usual, but you knew better than to say what really happened.
>Not that it was really easy to talk about in the first place.
>You just fell and twisted your ankle.  Yeah, they should believe that.
>You wanted to go to the Royal Guards or Twilight and have her taken away from you so she can stop doing…  things…  to you.
>She was threatening you if you spoke a single word of this to anyp0ny and promised to ravage you even harder if you as so much spoke a word of your encounters with her.
>All you can do for now is just make the best of it, despite what’s taking place for you and what lies ahead with her…
>That and to drown out the day’s memory with some hard liquor.
>On the horizon, Sweet Apple Acres is within your view.
>You weren’t shopping for apples or apple fritters today; you were shopping for some homemade Apple Jack Daniels and you were shopping for a “special” proof.
>You look around and see Winona rushing up to you with a wagging tail and a smile on her face.
“Hey Girl!  How you doin?”
>She barks at you as you pet her and rustle up her fur.
>”Well...   Howdy there, Sugarcube.”
>Your eyes widen as you freeze in place.
>You knew that southern accent and voice anywhere.
>While it may have sounded innocent, it was one of the many things within Ponyville that sent chills down your spine.
>You turn around and see Applejack standing with her front hooves crossed, eyes half-lidded, and her eyebrow cocked.
“H-hey, Applerap- ERR…!  Applejack!  How’s everything?  Is my bro Big Mac around?”
>”Nope.  He, Applebloom, an’ Granny Smith’s down at the market sellin’ our collection fer the day.  It’s just me here.”
“Ahh, okay then.  Did he leave something for me?  I’m expecting something from him.”
>”Eeyup!  It’s just about done.  Just give her a few minutes and it’ll be ready soon enough.”
“Thanks.  I can come back later.”
>You turn around and start speed walking the other direction because you didn’t want to spend another minute on this farm without the protection of Big Mac.  He was always there to keep an eye out on her younger sister to stop her from trying things with you.
>But it was only you two and it was probably best to start leaving.
>Unfortunately, Applejack dashes in front of you blocking your path.
>You stop in your tracks and she still had the same half lidded expression.
>”What’s the big hurry, Anon?”
“Umm..  I just have things to do and I-“
>”You know…  Mah birthday’s coming up real soon!”
“That’s nice!  Hey listen, why don’t go to town and buy you an early birthday gift?”
>”That’s mighty kind of you, Sugarcube!  But you don’t have to get me anything!  She already got me the perfect gift.”
“Wait…  ‘She?’  Who got you what?”
>You hear a barn door creaking open from behind and turn around.
>And walking out of the barn was the purple and green epitome of rape you refer to as-
“S-Spike!?”
>”Why hello there, my tasty little human!  How have you been?  And my name’s Barb.  Remember?”
>Your eyes widened as you felt a shock coursing through your body.
>You shivered as she walked towards you, and Spike noticed this as well.
>She sticks her long tongue out and waves it around as though she was greeting you.
>You cringed at the very sight of it while she just smiled and let out that unsettling giggle when she was around you.
>In her claw, you see her holding a clear bottle filled with Applejack Daniels that was about three quarters full.
>”This yours?  I hope you didn’t mind me taking a sip or two.”  She asked while waving the bottle in front of you.
“Not at all!  Take as much as you’d like.  In fact, why don’t you just keep the bottle.  It’s on me!”
>You immediately turn around and start walking away, but you feel a cold claw on your shoulder stopping you.
>You flinched slightly and stopped while turning your head slightly.
>”Now now, this is YOUR bottle.  I have to admit, it’s pretty damn strong and more powerful than AJ’s usual batch.  You have great taste in alcohol.”  She said while taking another sip from the bottle and recapping it.  “Mmmm….  This is really good!  Why don’t you have some?”
“N-no thanks.   It’s getting kinda late and I really should get going.”
>”Why leave now?  You just got here.”  She said while tightening her grip and her claw digging into your shoulder slightly.  “Plus, I’m glad you’re here!  Everything really worked out perfectly for me and you really saved me the time of actually having to find you.”
“What are you talking about?”
>”I need you to help me with AJ’s early birthday gift.”
”I was just about to head into town and see if there were any shops open at this time.  I’m sure I can find something if you give me some time.”
>Spike was giggling.  Mother of fucking Christ…  She was giggling and more than usual.
>”You don’t get it, Anon; you ARE AJ’s gift!”
“I still don’t understand.”
>”You see, Anon, YOU are MY gift to HER.  Get it?  From what I understand, she’s always had some trouble trying to…  get with you…  But now with my help, maybe she can finally be successful.”
>And that's your cue to leave.
>You sprint as fast as you can away from her and managed to break free from her grip.
>But no more than 10 steps, Spike comes up from behind and wraps her arm around your neck.
>You try to pull her arm off with your two free hands, but once again it appears that you weren’t strong enough to match a dragon’s strength.
>With her other claw she pulls one of your hands behind you while using her tail to pull the other.
>She uses her tail to tie your hands together behind your back.
>You’re writhing, squirming, and lunging forward trying to break free, but you were unable to loosen her grip at the slightest.
>She then starts dragging you back to AJ, and you turn to see that her green eyes were lit up with a grin that stretched from ear to ear.
>”I present our birthday p0ny, Applejack, a very special gift!  I give to you for the night my little human to have, to hold, to share, and to do as you please with him.”
“Wait just a fucking minute!  Are you selling me off like some kind of sex slave to her!?”
>”You do have the sex slave part right, but I’m not really selling you to her.  I’m giving her your body for the night as a gift.”
“This can’t be legal.”
>”I know, right!?  To have this much fun should be crime, yet it isn’t!  Well…  At least I don’t think it is.”
>”Ah agree, Spike!  Sometimes ah wonder if somethin’ this good is even real!”
>”We’re about to find out, AJ!  Let me just get him warmed up and going a bit first… ”
>She extends her claw in front of Applejack.
>”Be a dear and get that nice and wet for me!”
>”Gladly!”  Appljack replied as she hocked and spit into her claw.
>Spike then spits into her own claw and starts dipping her hand into your boxers.
>You feel her cold and wet claw running between your legs.
>Your toes start curling as you cross your legs, but you still feel the roughness of her scales rubbing against your dick and balls.
>You feel your semi-hard dick rubbing in between her claws and the saliva of these crazed bitches lubricating your dick.
>She then pulls her claw out and tries to shove it into your mouth.
>You seal your mouth shut and you turn to the side refusing it.
>Spike then bites down on you causing you to yelp in pain, and with your mouth open she shoves two of her fingers into your mouth.
>You felt the taste of a mineral/multivitamin bitterness, a hint of alcohol, some apples, and the pungent flavor of saliva all taking over your sense of taste.
>”How’s it taste, Anon?  Good, huh?”  She said while running her claws in and out of your mouth.
>You shake your head.
>She drifts her hand back down and starts violating your manhood once again.
>You then see that Applejack was biting her bottom lip and breathing heavily with a tint of red on her face.
>She slowly starts making her way to you, but you see that her hind legs were buckling slightly and that she seemed to have trouble walking.
>“Sweet merciful apples!”  Applejack said with delight.  “Ah can’t believe this is gunna finally happen!  After all those times of failin’, imma finally get lucky tonight!”
“How the Hell can any of you bastards find pleasure in something like this!?”
>”Simple, Anon.”  Applejack replied.  “Like this…”
>Applejack stands on her hind legs and tries to kiss you, but you turn your face away.
>Spike releases her hold around your neck and grabs a clawful of your own hair.
>She forces you to face Applejack and shoves your face forward to meet her lips.
>You feel her apple-flavored tongue entering your mouth, but clench your teeth.
“Stop!  PLEASE!”  You gritted through your teeth.
>She refuses as you continue to feel her tongue swirling inside of your gums and teeth.
>”Open your mouth, Anon!  It’s very impolite to deny a lady what she wants!”  Spike whispered into your ear.  “Do I have to ‘nibble’ on you?”
>You hesitate for a second, but give in to their demands to avoid being bitten with her sharp fangs.
>Applejack moans as she tries shoving her lips inside of your mouth.
>She starts bobbing her head while sucking your tongue.
>”Ahh, Hell!  Imma’ bite you anyways!”  Spike said as she started digging her teeth into your shoulders .
>Your wounds from your previous encounter with her were still healing and you felt her nip the same spots from before.
>Your cries of pain are muffled from Applejack’s mouth being mashed against yours.
>“Mmmmm…” Spike whispered into your ear.  “Your blood…  It’s so good…  *slurp*  Why is it so good?”
>Applejack pulls away from you gasping for air as you do the same with streams of saliva connecting your mouths.
>Spike still has her fangs deep within you and she’s shaking her head as though she was trying to rip your flesh to shreds.
>You scream so loud, that birds nesting on trees around you are flying away and critters on the ground start scurrying away.
>”Hohooooo doggie!  He sure is a loud one, ain’t he?”  Applejack said.  “He’s what we call in the South a ‘screamer!’”
>”I know, right?”  Spike replied as she giggled.  “It’s just so fun watching him struggle against the inevitable.  Despite having NO chance whatsoever against me, he still tries to find a way to win.  It’s pathetic, yet so entertaining to watch!”
>You turn your head slightly and glare at her, but she returns your look with a toothy grin.
“You’re the worst fucking form of life, you know that?”
>”And you’re a hypocritical little worm.  How can you not enjoy something like this?  Many colts would kill to be in your spot right about now!  But then again, your little friend here doesn’t seem to mind.”  She said while rubbing the tip of your dick.
“AHHH!  …Just fucking let me go!  Please!  I’ll give you anything you want!”
>”Say Applejack, would like to see a really cool trick I can do with my tongue?”
“OH GOD!  HELP!  HELP! SOMEP0NY!  LUNA!  CELESTIA!  FUCKING HELP ME! PLE-  HMHRMPHPHPHRMP!”
>Spike puts a claw over your mouth with her fins twitching.
>“You hear that…?”  Spike said she looked off somewhere off into the distance.  “I don’t think we’re alone.”
>“Darn it!”  Applejack spat out.  “Are they back already?”
>You turn your attention to where they were looking and see Granny Smith, and little Applebloom in the distance.
>Thank fucking Celestia!  This should be over soon eno-
>“Mah goodness!  If any of’em catches us, we’re gonna be in trouble!“
>”Calm down, AJ!”  Spike yelled.  “We’re not going to get caught.  Got it?  Just distract them for a while.”
>Spike, while still having her hold around you, starts dragging you into the forest with a claw over your mouth.
>She dives into the bushes and takes you down while still keeping her grip strong on you.
>”Don’t be stupid, Anon…” Spike whispered into your ear.
>You managed to give a slight nod.
>In the distance, you can hear hooves trotting closer to your location and a conversation being held.
>”Hey there, Big Sis!”
>”Umm..  Er… Hey there, Applebloom!  Heh heh…  *gulp*”  Applejack replied.  “Where’s Big Macintosh and Granny Smith?”
>Yes, where the fuck are they?
>”Oh, Granny went home and Big Mac is still packin’ up back in town.  He’ll be back real late.”
>Just your luck.
>Fuck it, you were low on options!  Applebloom may be your salvation!
>But do you dare risk squealing and giving yourself and Spike away?
>You can only imagine the consequences that were going to follow for trying something like this.
>You only get one shot at this.
>And if you fuck up, you’re going to be in for one Hell of a ride with these two.
>The conversation with Applebloom and Applejack was still being carried on.
>You slowly tilt your head forward and move your leg close to Spike’s.
>You are waiting for the opportune time to strike.
>”Dammit, Applebloom!”  Spike muttered under her breath.  “Hurry up and leave!”
>Good!  It looks like she’s distracted and focusing on keeping you quiet.
>Okay…  Here it goes…
>You quickly raise your leg in the air and drive your heel into her shin as hard as you can.
>”OW! Fuck! Anon, what are you doin- *BAM*”
>You drive the back of your head into her nose and she falls back to her side.
>She grabs her nose in pain and covers her mouth to suppress her screams.
>You feel her tail loosening around your arms from behind.
>With your hands free, you try to crawl out of the bushes, but you are immediately halted in place as you feel her tail wrap around your ankle.
>She slowly drags you back in while she was recovering.
>Spike was quick on her feet and grabs a clawful of your hair from behind.
“HELP!  HELP!  APPLEBLOOM, SEND HELP!  IT’S ME, AN-  HRMPHMPHHRMMHPHRHMPHRHP!”
>She drives your face into the dirt while suffocating you.
>”You…  Little…  Bitch…”  Spike gritted through her teeth.
>You flail your arms around and try pushing yourself off the ground and removing her claw from your head.
>She picks your head up and drives it into the ground as hard as she can while dragging your face left and right.
>”W-what was that!?”  Applebloom said while turning her attention to the forest.
>Spike wraps her arm around your throat and her other claw around your mouth.
>She pulls you in and takes you down to the ground once again.
>”Umm..  That was a…  a ghost!  Yeah, that’s it!”  Applejack blurted out while blocking Applebloom’s path.
>Goddamn, she sucked as a liar.  But even Applebloom should be able to call her out.
>”A…  A-a G-g-ghost!?”  She replies while cowering in fear.
>…How in the blue Hell can Applebloom fall for her lies?
>”Thassright, Applebloom!  A big scary ghost that’s gonna eat’cha if ya don’t run along to bed now!  And it’s mighty hungry!”
>”I actually wanna see it!  Where is it?”  She said while walking into the forest of apple trees.
>Oh thank God!  She’s heading this way!
>”Uh oh…”  Spike said.
>She uncovers your mouth.
>Oh shit!  Now’s your chance!
“Applebloom! Send hel-ARRRRRRRGHGGGAARRGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!”
>You let out a loud scream of pain as Spike digs her teeth into you and drags her claw against your midsection.
>The pain was so excruciating that you were unable to focus.
>All of your senses went completely haywire as you felt your body reacting to the trauma.
>Applebloom screams in fear and turns around running away from the forest and straight into the house.
>You still continued screaming while reaching out for Applebloom in the distance.
“Come back…  Please!  You’re my only hope!”  You cried.
>No…  It’s not going to end like this!
>Within your view, you see the bottle of Applejack Daniels lying on the ground.
>You reach for it and take hold of it.
>You drive your elbows into Spike’s midsection as hard as you can.
>She lets go of you as she lets out a grunt of pain.
>With whatever ounce of strength you have left, you swing the bottle across her face and she falls to the ground.
>She was still conscious and now rolling on the ground groaning in pain.
>You try dashing towards the house with the bottle in your hand, but from your blindside Applejack bucks you and sends you flying and crashing onto a tree.
>You were still strong on your feet, and start dashing in the opposite direction and deeper into the forest of apple trees.
>You didn’t care where you were going.  All you wanted to do was to get away from them both and anywhere but here would be a good start.
>Your adrenaline was rushing, your fear dictated your actions, and pain wasn’t going to slow you down despite you being physically ravaged by Spike.
>Goddamn.   After all the shit you did to her, you better not get caught.
>As you disappear into the forest, Spike regains her composure and stands on her two feet.
>There was a look of fire in her eyes and she had nothing but anger and hatred for you.
>”You’re going to regret that, Anon…”  Spike said while wiping the blood from her face.  “I can’t believe we lost him!  We had him right here!  I’m so sorry, AJ!  He usually isn’t this disobedient or rebellious.”
>”Don’t chu’ worry yer pretty little scales there, Sugarcube!  We can still track em’ down!”  Applejack said as she let out a loud sharp whistle.
>Winona then rushes up to Applejack with a smile on her face and her tail wagging.
>”Here girl!”  Applejack said while pointing to the ground.  “Pick up his scent!  Track him down!”
>”Is this really going to work?”  Spike asked.
>”Of course it will, Spike!  Winona here is one of tha’ best trackin’ dogs in all ah’ Equestria!  She kin’ find ah needle in three piles of burnin’ hay-   Huh!?  What’s that, Winona?  Ya got him!?”
>Winona barks as she starts running into the forest.
>”Hot Damn!  Good girl, Winona!  Now lead us to em’!”
>”You know, this is kinda fun!  I never would’ve imagined that hunting down a human could be so exhilarating!  Oh…  I feel so alive!”
>”Ah couldn’t agree more, Sugarcube!”
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Deep within the forest of apple trees on Sweet Apple Acres farm…
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>You are running not only to protect your manhood, but for dear life as well.
>You pissed off a dragon who was way stronger than you and if you ever get caught, you’re going to be in a world of hurt.
>And to make matters worse, you started getting lost within this maze of apple trees.
>You were on Applejack’s playground and she probably knew this place like the back of her hoof.
>You couldn’t scream or call for help because you knew that it would give you away.
>You still had the bottle of your “special” Applejack Daniels in your hand and thankfully it was still in one piece.
>For it to still remain intact proves that it may be useful again when fending them off.
>Every fiber of your being was telling you to stop and rest.
>You were sweating bullets, your energy reserves in your body was becoming depleted, muscle fatigue was now starting to rear its ugly head at you, and your lungs were screaming for precious oxygen.
>But you didn’t care.
>You needed to find a way to get the Hell out or you probably wouldn’t live to see Celestia’s Sun rise another day.
>And if you did, you might be able to see it through a hospital window in the ICU.
>You were in too deep with this now.
>You had to rat out Spike and her army of rape because this shit was getting too much for you.
>Of course this shit would have to get worse before it gets better, so make sure you’re willing to take the hits that comes along with it.
>You continue running through the forest and stumble upon a lake which they probably use to water their farm.
>Even if your mind was screaming at you to keep pushing forward, you give in to your body’s fatigue and decide to settle down.
>You dive to the edge of the lake and dip your head in to cool off and inhale as much water as you can.
>You drink so fast that you start gagging as water starts entering your breathing hole, but you then remembered that it was best to make as little noise as possible.
>As you take your fill in, you gasp and sit upright against a large rock.
>It seemed silent and no signs of those crazy-ass rapists were around.
>How in the Hell did it ever come to this point!?
>Why the Hell does she treat you like this?
“Goddamn, Spike.  What’s gotten into you, man?  And why do you keep calling yourself Barb?  That isn’t your name, dude.  You’re still Spike to me.”
>Maybe it’s because that…  Nah.  She just needs to-
>Your ears perk up and stiffen.
>You hear the feint sound leaves crunching and a dog barking in the distance.
>That bark sounded very familiar.
>It almost sounded like Winona’s.  For her to track you all the way out here tells you that she has quite the nose for hunti-
>Oh…   Fuck.
>You also hear voices in the distance.  It sounded like a female with a southern accent having a conversation with a very pissed off feminine voice.
“Shit!  You too Winona!?  The whole world’s against me, man!  I swear to God!”
>How the Hell did they catch up with you so fast!?
>Shit!   Think!
>Your body was still worn out from running and struggling against them both.
>You seal the bottle of Applejack Daniels tightly and take in a deep breath.
>You hold your breath and enter the lake as quietly as you can as you head into the deepest part of it.
>As you submerge yourself, you look up and see feint silhouettes on the surface that of which resemble a pony with a cowboy hat, a figure of a woman, and a smaller quadruped.
>Even if you were well hidden away from them, the very sight of them still sent a chill down your spine.
>”Ah, Ponyfeathers!”  Applejack spat out.  “Looks like the trail went cold!  Ah bet we were real close to em’ too!”
>”I’m sure he couldn’t have gotten far.  We did wear him out quite a bit before he took off.”  Spike said as she started looking around for you.
>You kept her eyes on her the whole time as they circled the lake.
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About five minutes later…
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>Fucking Christ!  Why are they still here!?
>You felt your chest tightening and you swear your lung was on the verge of collapsing.
>You bit on your tongue for pain and tried using it as a diversion just to hold your breath for a few extra precious seconds.
>Luckily, you get an idea.
>You look up and see that they were still looking for you.
>You swim up just above the surface.
>With their backs turned, you slowly raise your head out of the surface while controlling your breath.
>You look around and grab a small rock on the edge of the lake.
>You toss it in another direction, take a quick breath, and swim to the bottom.
>The ears of the rape squadron perk up.
>”You hear that?”  Spike said as she looked off into the direction of where you threw the rock.
>”Yeah, I did!  Let’s go check it out!”  Applejack replied.
>Winona rushed over and leads them to the source as she starts sniffing the ground.
>She then stops and starts barking at the ground.
>You pop your head for a quick peek to see how far they went off.
“(Shit!  They’re still close by!  I still can’t make my escape yet!)”
>”What’s that Winona?  I don’t see or hear em’ anywhere.  Are you sure that nose ah’ yurs is workin’?”
>”It was probably just a bird or something.  Looks like we’re still cold on his trail.”  Spike replied with some disappointment.
>”This doesn’t make any sense!  Winona’s never let me down before!”
>Winona then stops barking and raises one of her legs while lowering her nose.
>Her tail straightens out and it looked as though she was pointing to the ground like that of a hunting dog would do.
>Applejack kneels down to the ground to see what Winona was trying to bring to their attention.
>”What’s that, Girl?  Watcha got for me?  Oh…  It’s just a rock.”
>Spike walks over and kneels down picking it up.
>”Weird.”  She said while inspecting it.
>”Well, ah’m all outta ideas.  Ya got anythin’?”
>”Nope.  Sorry, AJ.”
>Spike walks over to the edge of the lake and skips the rock across the lake.
>”Nice distance there, Pardner!”   Applejack said.
>”Thanks.”  Spike replied.  “Anon taught me how to do that when I was still…  When he and I were…  You know…”
>”Uh-huh… ”
>As you continue remaining submerged underwater your throat suddenly started to itch like crazy.
>And it couldn’t come at a worse time.
(“Shit!  Not now!”)
>Your throat was itching from tasting Spike’s mineral/multivitamin saliva.
>You’re heaving as your throat starts becoming more and more irritated.
>You had to cough, but the more you suppressed it the more it started to itch.
>Unable to control you body’s natural response, you let out a slight cough underwater and quickly hold your breath once again.
>You felt your lungs getting tighter as you breathe out.
>On the surface, Spike still stares across the lake.
>”Come on, AJ.  Let’s go look somewhere els-  Wait…”
>Spike sees air bubbles emerging on the surface.
>”What is it, Spike?”  Applejack said as she turned her attention to where Spike was looking.
>”We didn’t look in HERE, did we?”
>”…Nope.  We didn’t.”
>Applejack clenches a lasso between her teeth.
>”Looks like you’ll be getting your early birthday gift sooner than you think.  Just wait here a second and let me draw him out.  When he sticks his head out, lasso him.”
>”Gotcha!”
>You continue remaining submerged while covering your mouth.
(“Goddamn it!  Fucking leave already!  I don’t know how much longer I can-“)
>You suddenly see Spike dive into the lake and see that she has spotted you.
>(“AHA!  There you are!”)
>Your heart nearly jumped out of your chest when you saw her swimming towards you with a crazed and hungry look on her face.
>You swim to shore and gasp for oxygen.
>You stand up and start bolting into the forest.
>As you make your way through the maze-like forest you start hearing trotting coming from behind and it was getting louder.
>You start pumping your arms faster, taking longer strides, and even clench your teeth if it meant helping you in any way to outrun a p0ny.
>But it was all for naught as you feel a rope being lassoed around your throat.
>You are violently jerked down to the ground.
>You gag as you are being reeled in while kicking your feet like crazy and trying to loosen it.
>You try grabbing on to something, but Applejack was still reeling you in.
>You dig your nails and fingers into the earth, but it did very little to delay what seemed to be the inevitable.
>Anything you grabbed onto caused you to be yanked even harder and each pull was more painful than the last.
>You stand on your knees while holding the rope and try pulling away from her.
>”You sure are stubborn one, ain’t cha’?”
>Applejack charges towards you and bucks you against a tree.
>While you are disoriented, she yanks you back to her and bucks you again almost like a yo-yo.
>You fall to the ground on all fours.
>You try sticking a hand into the lasso around your neck while trying to loosen it.
>You tilt your head up and see a pair of purple claws reaching for you and you knew who it was.
>She grabs hold of the rope around your neck and holds you up.
>Spike had a different look in her face this time.
>It wasn’t lust or that look of excitement she usually had when she was forcing herself on you, but a look of hatred and anger.
>She gives you a swift backhand across your face.
>She then tosses you to the ground.
>You were about to kiss the dirt, but Applejack yanks you upright before you hit the ground.
>The world was spinning and you started feeling lightheaded.
>The only reason why you haven’t fell over is because you would feel the rope around your neck tightening.  And yet, it was hard enough just trying to stay up.
>With whatever ounce of consciousness you have left, you quickly kneel down and grab a rock.
>You charge towards Spike and try smashing her face in, but she grabs your wrist.
>She drives her knee into your stomach and knocks the wind out of you.
>You fall to your knees and see that she has your bottle of Applejack daniels in her claw.
>”You know, Anon…  It’s not very gentlecolt-like to strike a lady.”  Spike said.
“You’re not a lady. *cough*  You’re a fucking monster.”
>”Hmph…”  Spike then re-grips the bottle holding it by the bottleneck.  “So…  You like to strike females, huh?  Let’s see how YOU like it!”
>Spike raises the bottle into the air.
>She swings it across your face.
>*WHAM*
>The sound of the hard glass bottle making contact with your skull echoes into the air.
>You fall to the side and pass out.
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Several minutes later…
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>”Rise and shine, my little human!”  You heard echoing into your ears.
>You awaken to find yourself on the ground on your side, but you notice that your hands were tied behind your back.
>You still had a lasso around your neck and see that the other end of it had a large purple claw holding it like a leash.
>You awaken back into reality and take notice of more of your surroundings.
>”I SAID WAKE UP!”  Spike screamed.
>You are then suddenly kicked in your midsection and yanked violently by the throat.
“ARRGHG!  YOU CRAZY PURPLE FUCK!”
>”At least you still have your fighting spirit.  You sure are a hard one to break, aren’t you?”
>As more of your vision starts becoming clearer, you see Applejack with a smile on her face.
>But Spike on the other hand still had that look of anger towards you.
>”So then, Spike, care to have a crack at him?  I don’t mind sharin’ him one bit!”
>”I’m not really in the mood right now.  I’m still pissed at what he tried doing to me and I still need to cool off.  I’ll just stand around and keep watch for now.”
>You make it to your knees with your head still facing the ground.
“…Why?”
>”Why what?”  Spike replied.
“Why do you do this to me?”
>”…”
“Answer me…   WHY!?”
>”You just don’t know when to quit, do you?”
“Can I at least know why you put me through all of this?  What did I do to deserve this!?”
>”Seriously!?  You really don’t know why!?”
“Wait..  Are you still mad about-“
>”That’s enough out of you!  The very sound of your voice is just makes me want to just drive my claws into your…  Applejack!  Where’s that bottle!?”
>Jesus Christ was she pissed.
>Applejack tosses her the bottle and Spike takes another sip.
>”This ought to thin your blood out get you in the mood.  Now open wide and say ‘ahh,’ Anon.”
>You clench your teeth and mouth.
>You feel the glass bottle colliding with your teeth as she tries shoving the bottle into your mouth.
>She sticks her claw in and forces your jaw open.
>With your mouth open she shoves the bottle in and forces the bottle neck into your throat.
>You see air bubbles entering the bottle before your eyes and start gagging.
>The alcohol was very strong and it was the kind you didn’t want around flames or open wounds.
>It burned like Hell as it started flooding your system and you were starting to become tipsy from just a few gulps.
>She pulls the bottle out and you start gagging while regurgitating some of it by your side.
>”Had enough, Anon?”
>You tilt your head up and look at her with pleading eyes.
>You were no longer angry with her, but in fear for your life.
“Please…  Don’t kill me…”
>”Why Anon!  I would never dream of it!  Who else would give me such satisfaction?”
“Let me go and I promise I won’t tell anyp0ny!  I promise you.  I PROMISE!!!!”
>”I know you won’t…  Because I’ll make sure of that.”
>You stand on your knees and place your forehead on the ground as though you were kneeling before her.
>Tears started to fall on the ground as you start sniveling.
“Please.  *sob*  I just want to go home.”
>”And you will.  But I made a promise to AJ, and I can’t go breaking that now can I?  Now be a good little human and drink your alcohol.  AJ went through a lot of trouble making this for you, so the least you can do is finish it.”
>She grabs the bottle and rams the neck of the bottle down your throat once again.
>”Drink it all.  It’s good for you!”
>She pulls the bottle out and you start puking some of it up mixed with your bile and stomach acid.
 “No…  Please…  Sto- *GAG*”
>Your struggling lessens as more alcohol floods your system.
>You feel your face becoming flushed.
>The world around you was spinning and voices echoed into your ear.
>Your breathing was heavy and even needed some kind of conscious effort to keep your lungs full of oxygen.
>You lost the strength and coordination to put up any kind of resistance.
>Even in your inebriated state, you knew that you lost and what was to follow.
>”And that should be good enough for him.  AJ, he’s all yours!”
>”Much obliged, Pardner!”  Applejack replies.
>Applejack tosses her hat aside and unties her mane and tail.
>You tilt your head up and see her mane and tail flowing freely as she started straddling you.
>She leans in and gives you a kiss while moaning into your mouth.
>She wraps her forehooves around your neck and holds on to you for dear life with her hind legs clamping your lower torso.
>As she kisses you, your eyelids start becoming heavy and the world around you starts to darken, but you still had some sense of awareness.
>Before you blackout, you see Spike walking towards you with her long tongue.
>”Hey AJ…”  Spike said.  “Remember that cool trick I wanted to show ya?  Spread his legs apart and I’ll show you!”  She continued while giggling.
>That giggling echoed into your ears as you start losing consciousness.
>You lie back and accept what was to follow.
>At least this time you weren’t awake to feel it, so this day wasn’t ALL bad.
>Hopefully you were drunk enough to forget what happened when you wake up again.
>*Sigh*
>Just another day.
>Fucking Applejack.
>Fucking Spike.
>Or Barb.  Whatever the fuck her name was.




A/N:  To that one Anon that was hoping that Anon escaped and Barb/Applejack get arrested/executed for being rapists…  I am…  Sorry.

Well, not really.