“Daff,” she called back to the piss-colored brute.  “Fuck her up bad!”

The lumbering buck approached me with a nasty grin.  “With pleasure!”  He spun and kicked.  HARD!

Pain exploded through my breast. I found myself flying back through the air.  I crashed through the rotted remains of what had once been a hot dog stand (with a picture of Pinkie Pie slathering on the mustard).

I was struggling to get onto my feet when he slammed into me at full gallop, sending me sprawling.  I thought I heard a rib crack.  Breathing was becoming painful.

The buck trotted up to me as I fought to catch my breath and reared up.  Without armor, I was afraid he’d break my back, so I twisted.  He compensated, his hooves coming down in my stomach, knocking any wind I had out of me.  I coughed, tasting blood.

The huge buck positioned himself over me.

My horn glowed softly as I wrapped a very tender part of him in a telekinetic sheath and gave him a warning squeeze.

Daff stopped abruptly.

“Here’s the deal,” I whispered, half moaning in pain.  “You decide I’m not worthy of your… attentions.  That way, you get to save face.  And in return, I don’t show you just how good I am at this particular trick.”  I squeezed a little harder and the buck jolted with pain, sweating now.  “And you keep… yourself… to yourself and away from all the other slaves, or the deal’s off.”  A slight bit tighter and Daff nodded fervently, tears spilling from his eyes as he tried not to scream.

“Deal?” I asked, even though I knew he had already agreed as I gave the telekinetic field a slight twist.  His reaction was utterly worth it.

“Good,” I growled, my mouth tasting of warm copper.

Fallout: Equestria Chapter 25