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- >You are Anonymous
- >…
- >And at this very moment, you find yourself against the back wall of a small, poorly lit, dungeon room.
- >It’s relatively quiet; the only noise being created is the sound of water occasionally leaking from the ceiling.
- >It provides a slow and steady *tap* *tap* as the drops fall into the small puddle that it has formed on the ground.
- >You take a mental note of the problem.
- >The last thing you want is for this room’s new occupant to have any fresh water besides what you provide her with.
- >*tap*
- >…
- >*tap*
- >…
- >*tap*
- >...
- >You glance down at your watch, taking note of the time.
- >Where are those guards at? Surely they should have brought her here by-
- >…
- >You’re interrupted by the sound of the heavy metal door swinging open, and the sight of four guards walking into the room.
- >Between them they are carrying a hooded pony, who is being supported only by their hooves.
- >With no particular concern for the mare’s safety, they toss the her onto the ground, creating a loud thud as her body slams onto the cold stone below.
- >The pony moans loudly from what you assume to be pain.
- >You aren’t surprised; her jaw did slam into the ground pretty hard.
- >…
- >With the pony still clearly in agony, the guards all look up toward you, awaiting your next order.
- >You simply nod, and point to the door.
- >They all bow in return, and just as quickly as they entered, they leave, slamming the door closed behind them.
- >The door makes a clear locking noise, after after a few moments, the sound of the guard’s hoof in the hallway are no longer audible.
- ---------------
- >You look at the mare laying on the ground in front of you.
- >She is shockingly slender, even for an alicorn.
- >You can only assume that the siege of her supposed “empire" caused even the castle’s resources to grow thin.
- >She must be hungry.
- >Poor thing.
- >…
- >The mare begins to struggle at her restraints.
- >Rolling from side to side, and even occasionally causing her magic inhibiter to glow ever so softly.
- >Her grunts and moans testify just how hard she is trying to break lose.
- >Unfortunately for her, she is doing nothing more than tiring herself out.
- >...
- >With a soft sigh, you stand up from the wall, making a particular effort to avoid making noise.
- >Unfortunately, you are only mildly successful.
- >As soon as you take you’re first step, the pony stops struggling.
- >Instead, her ears perk up under her hood.
- >From the small shifts, you assume they are rotating, trying to find the source of the noise.
- >…
- >Knowing that she still doesn’t know you are here, you simply stand still for a minute, and control you’re breathing.
- >After a while, her ears go lax, and yet again, the only sound in the room is from the water drops hitting the ground.
- >*tap… tap… tap…*
- >With even more caution than before, you approach the mare.
- >This time, you are successful, and after a few steps, you find yourself standing over the defenseless mare.
- >Her ears however, are not pushing against her hood.
- >She doesn’t know you are here.
- >…
- >That’s going to change.
- ---------------
- >With deft quickness, you kneel onto one knee, and grab her throat in one hand.
- >You squeeze.
- >Tight.
- >Instantly, the mare begins to struggle, frantically pushing her hooves against the bindings which secure them to her trunk.
- >There is however, almost no noise.
- >She can’t breathe.
- >You can however, feel her throat desperately trying to force itself open, the muscles trying to expand and contract.
- >You can feel her blood pulse as her carotid artery fails to push life-giving blood to her brain.
- >The longer you hold, the more she struggles.
- >…
- >Until, eventually, the struggling beings to weaken.
- >…
- >You release your grip on her neck, allowing her head to yet again make heavy contact with the ground.
- >She begins to heave and cough as fresh air fills her lungs.
- >While she is pre-occupied, you loosen the rope securing her hood, and quickly pull it off.
- >Even with her senses returned, she still only finds the strength to cough and wheeze.
- >…
- >Eventually however, it stops.
- >…
- ”Hello Cadence…”
- >Her ears perk up yet again as she turns to face you.
- >There is clear fear in her eyes.
- ”Ah yes. It’s so good to finally meet you. The Princess of the Crystal Empire herself.”
- >She attempts to retreat from you, but given her restraints, it is nothing more than a pathetic wiggle.
- >”Where- where’s Shining Armor?”
- >Playing dumb, you raise an eyebrow.
- “Shining Amor? Who is th-…”
- >Perhaps a little too dramatically, you act like you’ve remembered something.
- “OH! Shining Armor! He is your husband right?”
- >She nods
- >You chuckle.
- “Don't not worry too much about him, let’s just say that he is being “taken care of…”"
- ---------------
- >The sarcastic tone in your voice does nothing to comfort the pink pony.
- >”What did you do to him!!!?! Where is he!!?!?!
- >You lean over and deliver a firm snap across her cheek, forcing her roll onto her side.
- >Tears begin to form in her eyes.
- “Don’t EVER raise you’re voice at me, am I understood?”
- >Perhaps as a result of her dazed panic, she nods ever so slightly.
- ”Good.”
- >Casually, you sit down beside the mare, and pet her between her withers.
- >You feel her muscles immediately tense at your touch.
- ”You’ve been quite the thorn in my side Cadence. You and that pathetic little “Empire” of yours proved to be more difficult to conquer than I first expected.”
- >She doesn’t acknowledge you, instead turning away slightly, probably hoping she was somewhere else.
- “I lost a number of my soldiers to your guards, around two thousand in all."
- >You chuckle.
- “But than again, you did lose almost your entire stallion populous, so I guess I shouldn’t be the one complaining.”
- >Continuing your petting, you look over her body.
- >She doesn’t appear to be particularly well fed, but besides the lack of mass, she is surprisingly well kept.
- >You suppose that, as Princess, she needed to give her ponies something to look up to.
- “It’s sad really, a pretty pony like you shouldn’t have to worry about fighting wars.”
- >Her ears drop in response.
- >”We wouldn’t have had to fight if you would have just let us be…”
- >”We knew we couldn’t stop you from taking Equestria… we didn’t fight you…”
- >She’s almost on the verge of tears now.
- >”Why… why did you attack us? What did our ponies ever do to you?…”
- >…
- >You laugh.
- “Why did I attack?"
- >Deciding to play with her, you tell a less than subtle lie.
- >Moving your hand further slightly further south, you begin petting the arch of her back.
- “Because I wanted a nice vacation home for the summer; Canterlot get’s too warm for my taste…”
- ---------------
- >You continue petting her for a few moments, before speaking again.
- ”If it’s any comfort, your capture is has caused an end to the war. Only hours after our forces took you from your castle, your ponies laid down their weapons and surrendered.”
- >She sniffles at the news, and her body trembles ever so slightly.
- >She’s crying.
- >Pathethic.
- >…
- >Looking over the mare, you can’t help but find it humorous.
- >This pony; This sad, weak lump of mare, was supposed to lead an Empire?
- >No wonder her ponies didn’t stand a chance.
- >
- >”Just- just don’t hurt my ponies… They’ve been through enough…”
- >Your musings are interrupted by her broken voice.
- >"They were still recovering from Sombra’s rule when you attacked them."
- >”You… you can’t put them through that again…”
- >…
- >You move your hand even further down her body, placing it a few inches above her tail.
- >Her eyes grow wide, and she tries to wiggle away from you, but to no avail.
- “Well Cadence, depending on how willing you are to… satisfy... your new Master, I might show your ponies some mercy.”
- >Clearly understanding what you are implying, she her voice reaches a panicked tone.
- >”No! I won’t do that! I can’t!”
- >You take your hand off of the mare, and slowly begin to stand up.
- ”Very well than Cadence, if you aren’t willing to simply spend some time with me, I’ll just use one of your crystal ponies instead…”
- >You brush your shirt with your hands, clearing the thin layer of dirt that has appeared on it, liking from the floor.
- “It shouldn’t matter much anyways, I was going to have my stallions breed them all always, seeing that we need to replace our lost stallions…”
- ---------------
- >She turns to you, panic in her eyes.
- >”Breed them? You mean RAPE them!?!?!
- >Horror floods onto her face at the realization.
- >”You- you can’t do that!”
- >”You can’t tell your stallions to rape my ponies!!”
- >You smile softly, and look down at her.
- “Oh?”
- >You give a soft, almost taunting giggle.
- "Tell me Cadence, why can’t I? Who is going to stop me?”
- >…
- >Silence.
- >...
- >You both know just how incapable she is of actually stopping you.
- “You see Cadence? I’m offering a reasonable deal here. All you have to do is become my personal little whorse, and your citizens all stay perfectly safe under my Empire…”
- >…
- >She doesn’t reply, or even look at you for a few moments.
- >Her eyes are locked on the ground as tears form in her eyes.
- >”Please… Anonymous… there must be some other way… I-I’m married… I have a husband…”
- “And if you don’t, there is a good chance that you won’t have a husband anymore.”
- >The matter-of-fact tone in you’re voice leaves no room to question your sincerity.
- ---------------
- >You crouch leaning directly over the frightened mare.
- “So Princess Mi Amore Cadenza, do you accept my offer?”
- >She quickly nods twice, before planting her face in her hooves, crying loudly.
- “Good, than tonight we will play a little game.”
- >You slowly run your fingers through her mane.
- “In a few hours I will send my maids down here to help clean you up, and give you a proper outfit for this evening.”
- “You’ll be escorted to my room, where you’ll… service… me until I’m satisfied with you’re work.”
- >You can feel her entire body shaking softy as she cries.
- ”Doesn’t that sound fun?”
- >…
- >Nothing.
- >…
- “Good."
- >You stand up again, and begin making you’re way toward the door.
- “Oh, and please be convincing, I want to you to at least ‘look’ like you want to be there…”
- “If you don’t I might reconsider my decision…”
- >With the stage now set, you leave the mare to her own devices, and go about your day’s business.
- ---------------
- >You are Anonymous.
- >…
- >You find yourself waiting on top of your luxurious bed, waiting for your newest toy to walk through the door.
- >In the mean time, take a moment to reflect upon your day.
- >More precisely, you reflect on just how mind-numbingly dull it was.
- >All you did was attend meetings on how to best deal with the Crystal Empire after their surrender.
- >Obviously mining would be important, but you also didn’t want to cause undo damage to the city itself.
- >The Crystal Empire was, in all honesty, a very beautiful location, and you wanted to keep it that way if at all possible.
- >The ponies were also very cooperative with your government following their surrender.
- >You can only assume that Sombra bred an almost habitually submissive attitude into his ponies after so many years.
- >Fortunately for you, that made the transition of power very easy, and the chances of rebellion nearly zero.
- >…
- >You look at your watch yet again.
- >Do all of the maids here run late?
- >…
- >Annoyed with their seemingly perpetual tardiness, you decide to do something productive, and take off you’re shirt in preparation for the main event.
- >…
- >A few minutes pass before you see the door on the opposite side of the room slowly begin to open.
- >Cadence walks into the room, head held low, with the outfit you requested draped over her body.
- >Calling it lewd would be a small understatement.
- >The “dress” is simply a black collar, saddle, and tail wrap, all connected with various strands of black lace.
- >Small, yet practical reign hang from the front of her outfit for easy control.
- >She also is wearing a set of long, see-through black stockings, which accentuate her already long frame.
- >Seeing that she isn’t making any advancement, you cough, letting her know that you are waitng.
- ---------------
- >Realizing that you are watching, and knowing what is at stake, she tries her best to seem interested in the occasion.
- >Slowly, she walks over toward the bed, swinging her hips slightly more than natural.
- >While you have no doubt that she is trying to be seductive, it looks overdone, and almost cartoonish.
- >Wearing your seemingly constant, sarcastic smile, you simply stare at her as she approaches.
- >...
- >When she does finally reach the bedside, she slowly places both of her front hooves onto it, before quickly jumping up onto the bed with you.
- >Grabbing her reigns, you pull her closer and using your left hand, push down on her back, forcing her to lay down on top of you.
- >Her hips grind against the fabric of your pants, and you gently thrust upwards, only increasing the friction.
- >She looks away as best she can, but given the reigns, she can only move her eyes.
- “Look at me Cadence.”
- >To her credit, she does immediately look at you, and makes eye contact.
- >The moisture in her eyes is apparent, but she does her best to suppress her emotions.
- “Tell me how much you want to satisfy the new Master of your empire…”
- >She lets her jaw swing open gasping as you run your finger against her marehood.
- >You watch as she tries to lower her tail in response, but the outfit prevents her from doing so.
- “Tell me Cadence…”
- >”I… I…”
- >Her words fall dead in her mouth as she fails to compose any meaningful sense in reply.
- >Without warning, her lips make contact with yours, and you feel her wet tongue trying to snake it’s way into your mouth.
- >Surprised by her aggression, you open your mouth, and quickly, your tongue overpowers hers, forcing her to retreat.
- ---------------
- >Eventually, the kiss breaks, and she moves her face a few inches from yours, still maintaining eye contact.
- >You stare into her violet eyes, as tears threaten to spill over.
- >”There… is that what you want?”
- >Your smile does nothing to comfort her.
- >Instead of answering her question, you continue to fonder her marehood.
- >You watch as she breaks eye contact first, and forces them shut, before turning her head away.
- >Using her reigns, you correct her, and forcing her to rest her jaw on your chest.
- >…
- >You can tell that she is becoming increasingly uncomfortable, as her body begins to react to your stimulation.
- >Her wetness begins to dampen your hand.
- >And then, she breaks.
- >”ummm…”
- ….
- >Realizing she what she just did she tries to strand up, and struggles against her reigns.
- >Quickly reacting, you give a sharp pull , and use your left hand to force her back down onto your body.
- “Don’t do anything stupid Cadence, you know what you’re here for…”
- >She stops struggling, and starts to break down.
- >She lets out a gasp, as she begins you cry.
- >…
- >You slap her.
- >…
- “I didn’t bring you here to watch you cry, either get to work, or I will walk out of this room right now.”
- >She nods her head quickly.
- >”No-no wait… I can… I can do this… please…”
- >She places both of her fore hooves over either of your shoulders, the cool fabric brushing against your skin.
- >Leaning in again, she kisses you gently.
- >This time however, she is much more gentle in her advance, and the kiss is somewhat enjoyable.
- >You can even feel a tear or two drop from her eyes onto your upper lip, and eventually, trail into your mouth.
- ---------------
- >After a few moments you gently push against her, breaking the kiss.
- “That was good my little whorse, but I’m on a tight schedule here; how about you get to the main event?”
- >She looks at your eyes briefly, as if scanning for any last minute display of mercy.
- >Of course, there is no mercy to be found.
- >...
- >Deciding to save her some time, you reach down, and pull your pants down yourself, revealing your now erect manhood.
- >As you line yourself up, she surprisingly, pulls you into a soft, tender hug.
- >”Please… just- just don’t be rough. I’ll do what you want...”
- >…
- >After a few moments, your head finds it’s new home, and slowly, you enter her most intimate part.
- >She gasp, and pulls you closer as you feel her body adjusting to your girth.
- >She’s so tight it’s almost surprising…
- “You're tighter down there than I would have expected … didn’t you have a husband?”
- >She tries to reply, but as you slowly thrust in and out, her words break.
- >“We didn’t… get- ahhhhh- didn’t get to… often…. the war…”
- >You cut her off.
- “Well than, looks like I’ll have to break you in…”
- ---------------
- >As you continue to explore her depths, you begin to realize that you aren’t the only one working.
- >Cadence has actually begun to slowly raise and lower herself onto you.
- >Deciding to let the mare get more comfortable, you stop thrusting entirely, and simply let her ride you.
- >For a few moments, the only sound filling the room is her soft moaning, and the wet slaps of her body against your own.
- >”Ahhh… umm…”
- “Enjoying yourself Cadence?”
- >Her eyes, which have been closed for practically the entire time, open up slightly.
- >You run your fingers through her mane as she continues to bounce slowly on you.
- >Instead of speaking, she again begins to kiss your chest slowly, moving her lips every few seconds.
- “There we go Cadance, just like that…”
- >…
- >After a few minutes of her slow, sensual grinding, you decide to speed things up.
- >As you start to thrust into her more quickly, she begins to let soft squeaks and moans escape her mouth.
- >”A-Ahhh. Please…. you’re too big…”
- >Paying no mind to her complaints you go deeper and deeper into her depths.
- >The slapping noises only grow louder in the room, and her moans become progressively more vocal.
- >…
- >As you get closer to release, you reach down, and grab her flank, running your hands against her cutie mark.
- >Giving it a few slaps, she gasp in response, and lifts her head from your chest.
- >…
- >She’s crying.
- >…
- >You grab her mane and pull back hard, forcing her long neck to stretch backwards.
- >Seeing her struggle against you only drives you to go harder and faster into the mare, as she grabs onto your sides for dear life.
- >...
- >You begin to feel yourself reaching the point of no return as your muscles all begin to tense.
- >With one final thrust and firm pull on her mane, you plunge all the way into her depth, and fill her womb with your seed.
- ---------------
- >As your pulses become progressively weaker, you begin to relax, soaking up the post-orgasm high.
- >...
- >Yet still, she is moaning.
- >If anything, it seems that she is trying harder than ever to force your masculinity inside of her.
- >You let it continue for a few moments as you relax, before you reach down, and pull yourself out of her.
- >It almost seems like her body doesn’t want you to stop, her walls claiming down, desperately protesting your withdrawal.
- >”Um… please… I-I didn’t get to…”
- >She’s know grinding against your body, hoping to achieve any sort of stimulation.
- >Realizing that none is to be found, she tries to re-adjust herself, and use her hooves to finish.
- >Not wanting her to get satisfaction, you grab onto her fore legs, preventing her from moving.
- “I don’t care if you didn’t finish Cadence. This was for me, not you.”
- >She looks at you, tears in her eyes.
- >”But I- I tried to do everything that you…. that you…”
- >For the first time, she completely breaks down.
- >”Oh Shining forgive me… I- I didn’t… I didn’t want this…”
- >…
- >You let her cry for a few minutes, only petting her sides, comforting the distraught mare.
- >”Why are you doing this? I- I didn’t do anything wrong…”
- >Eventually, her crying begins to slow down, being replaced a look of hopelessness in her eyes.
- >With a cold of voice, she speaks.
- >”Are… are my ponies going to be ok?”
- >…
- >”Did I do good enough?”
- >…
- >You ignore her question, and pushing her off of your body, you get our of bed, before dressing yourself.
- >Her voice grows more concerned and panicked.
- >”Anonymous! Wait! Please, answer me! I need to know!”
- >Securing the last button on your shirt, you walk toward the door and open it.
- >Looking back, you smile.
- “This wasn’t a one-time deal Cadence, you’ll need to do better next time, or I will give the order.”
- >Before she can reply, you walk out, shutting the door behind you.
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