My Loyal Ponies: Trixie

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>Another uneventful day
>After several weeks, Nightmare Moon now has a secure hold on all of Equestria
>Your job has become routine, but you're not complaining
>Now you can focus more on your hobby
>Today was especially exciting
>Another Friday means another mare
>This one makes seventeen
>When you grew closer to Moon, you worried that she might grow jealous of your playthings
>To the contrary, she seems elated to hear about what you've done to them
>Every time you break another little pony, it makes her even more passionate
>"How did you break this one, human?"
"This one, Trixie, made her living as a traveling magic performer. She was a prideful one."
>"Not anymore?"
"She has nothing to be prideful about."
>Moon chuckled heartily and fixed her gaze deep in your eyes
>"Go on."
"When she was first delivered to me, I offered her a deal..."

"A duel."
>"What?"
>She glares at you from her restraints
"A magic duel. If you win, then you may go. You'll have your freedom and you'll never set foot here again."
>She smirks
>"Ha! The Great and Powerful Trixie accepts!"
>Just as expected
"Are you sure? I have told you what happens if you lose."
>"It doesn't matter. There's no chance The Great and Powerful Trixie will lose!"
"Very well. Twilight, you may enter now."
>As you command, Twilight walks silently into the chamber
>She reaches your side and looks to see Trixie bound to the wall, a position she was in not but a couple weeks ago
>Twilight's face is expressionless, but as notices who is before her, there is a hint of recognition
>Trixie's returns a fiery glare
>"What is she doing here?"
>Each word is punctuated with venom
"She's here to duel you. You didn't think that I'd be your opponent, did you?"
>Trixie snaps her glare back to you
>"What?"
"Obviously I can't do magic myself, so Twilight here will be your opponent."
>Trixie holds eye contact with you before turning up her nose
>"Trixie refuses. There's no way that Trixie could win."
>You laugh
"I'm afraid that you've already accepted, cunt"
>Trixie gasps
>"How dare you address The Great and Powerful Trixie this way! Why you pathetic, filthy human! When Trixie gets out of this-"
>You silence her with a swift kick to the side, causing her to wince
"You're right, how could I? You haven't lost yet..."
>You smile and look down at the furious Trixie
"I'm nothing if not fair. Isn't that right, Twilight?"
>"Yes, master"
>Twilight states matter-of-factly
"So only if you lose, will your name be changed to 'cunt'. If you win, you get to keep your name and your horn."
>The blood drains from Trixie's furious face
>"...k- keep my horn?"
"That's right. Now, I'm eager to get this over with."
>You undo Trixie's restraints and step to the side, leaning against the chamber wall
"Whenever you two are ready..."
>Trixie reluctantly stands and looks anxiously to Twilight
>Wordlessly, Twilight's horn begins to glow
>"T-Twilight, I can't beat you..."
>The glow steadily increases
>"Twilight, stop! Trixie refuses to duel!"
"Twilight."
>Twilight looks to you and nods, as the power from her horn fades away
"So, cunt,"
>You let the word hang
"you admit defeat?"
>"No, Trixie simply refuses."
"Either way, you will face the consequences."
>"No matter, The Great and Powerful Trixie doesn't believe you could take her horn."
>Her confidence was less than before, but still she turns up her nose
"Oh? Twilight, will I remove Trixie's horn, do you think?"
>Twilight looks to Trixie, who was looking at her for reassurance
>"Yes."
>There was no remorse in her tone. She was merely stating a fact, as she had done so often before
>Trixie begins to breathe heavily and she looks over to you
>"How could you do that?"
"These were the terms that you agreed to."
>Trixie swallows hard as her eyes begin to glisten
>"Surely we can discuss somet-"
"No."
>Trixie looks around, searching for answers that aren't there
>"Twilight! Y-you could let me win. You could let me win, and then I'd be free and you wouldn't have to see me again, right?"
>"I don't want to disappoint Master."
>You stride over to Twilight and give her a light pat
"So, last chance. Do you admit defeat?"
>Trixie hangs her head and tears fall to the stone fall
>She lets out a choked sob
"Alright then. Twilight, return to your room. Tell one of the guards to bring me my tools."
>Twilight heads to the chamber door before Trixie calls out
>"Wait!"
>Twilight ignores her
"Hold on, Twilight."
>Trixie looks to you through her blurry vision
>"I-I'll duel..."
>You stifle your smile
"Twilight. Duel this cunt."
>The duel lasted only a few minutes
>Trixie's magic was no match for Twilight's and she struggled as she choked back sobs
>Every spell Trixie cast you gave her some insult
"From the looks of it, losing your horn won't change much."
"Honestly, magic is supposed to be your talent?"
"Even with your freedom on the line, this is the best you can do..."
>After the last magical exchange Trixie is panting heavily and Twilight hasn't broken a sweat
>Trixie collapses and buries her face in her hooves as she breaks into tears
"Twilight, as you were."
>Twilight leaves the room
>You watch Trixie heave sobs, hiding beneath her wizard's hat
>You step over to hear and rip the hat from her, making her shrink down further
>A moment later a guard enters the room and hands you your horn clipper
"Restrain this cunt."
>The guard obeys, reattaching Trixie's shackles, adding a collar
>He then pulls her head over to a metal loop bolted in the floor and attaches her collar to it
>It'll stop her from being able to move to much, but not completely
>The guard waits for you to dismiss him
"You can stay and watch."
>You can see the look of unease on the guard's face, but he knows better than to refuse
>You take a moment to appreciate your tool
>Really it was just a sharpened set of branch trimmers, but it worked well
>"Please..."
>Trixie's voice snaps you out of your fixation
"What?"
>Trixie struggles to swallow at the odd position
>"Please, don't take my horn... m-master..."
>The first time a mare addresses you as 'master' is always special
"You learn quickly, cunt."
>You open the shears causing a metallic ringing
>You place the steel blades around the base of Trixie's horn
>She flinches violently and begins sobbing loudly
>"Master, please - hic - don't, master. Master, you're -hic - Trixie's master,"
"Who? I don't know anyone named 'Trixie'"
>You squeeze the handles together slightly
>Trixie lets out a wail
>"Cunt! Cunt, I'm a cunt! Please, don't, master!"
"You're pathetic."
>"Yes, a pathetic cunt! Master's cunt!"
"And you think that you deserve mercy?"
>Trixie could only blubber senselessly in response
"Completely worthless..."
>Again you apply pressure to the clippers
>"Nooo! No, master, please! Please, I'll do anything! Anything you want!"
"And why will you do anything I want?"
>"B-because I'm your pathetic cunt... I'll do anything..."
>You slowly release her horn and move the clippers away
"Yes, you will."
>You place the clippers back to her horn, halfway between the base and tip
>With a sickening crack, you cleave the top half of Trixie's horn from her
>The guard couldn't help but turn away
>Trixie screamed as loudly as she could muster and struggled uselessly against her bonds
>You hand your clippers to the guard and instruct him to return it to your room where he found it
>He seemed relieved to be given leave
>You undo Trixie's restraints once again
>She simply writhes on the cold floor letting out something between a wheeze and a cry with each breath
"Cunt, stand up."
>Trixie continues to squirm
"There's nothing stopping me from taking more of your horn. Now."
>Trixie shakily gets on her hooves, her cheeks stained with tears
"I am nothing if not fair, cunt."
>You place your hand under Trixie's chin and pull her face up
"Even to a pony as worthless as you."
>You let Trixie's head fall and you take a seat on the bed at the opposite end of the chamber
>You pat the bed next to your lap
"Take a seat."
>Trixie barely hesitates before clambering over to the bed
>Her body seems weak from the pain she was still feeling and she struggles to climb up on the bed
"You may rest your head on my lap."
>She places her head on your legs, but remains tense, not letting her put her weight on you
>You gently stroke her mane and brush her cheek, wiping away her tears
>She resists for a moment, but eventually relaxes, allowing her eyes to drift shut
>She still sobs, but her breathing becomes normal
"That's a good girl."
>You allow Trixie to rest as you stroke her
>You massage her shoulders and back
>In a near whisper, you talk to her
"When you're a good little cunt for master, I can make you feel good."
>Trixie remains silent
"Do you want master to make you feel good?"
>Trixie sniffles
"You will always answer me, cunt."
>You dig a finger into the raw stump of her horn
>She yelps and reels back
>There was no blood, but you could see the sensitive core was exposed
"And if you're a bad cunt and cause master problems, I'll have to hurt you."
>She chokes back a sob and looks up at you, her eyes reddened from crying
"Do you want master to have to hurt you?"
>She stops her quivering lip before speaking
>"No..."
"No, what?"
>"No, master..."
>You smile at her and she lays her head back down.
"See? It's not too hard... Maybe you're not completely worthless after all."
>You bend down and gently kiss her forehead next to her stump of a horn
>Trixie quivers slightly as you do
"That feel good?"
>Trixie turned away in response before remembering
>"Y-yes... master..."
>You stroke her mane once more, letting your hand move down to her back then over her haunch and to her slit
>"Nh!"
>Trixie tenses up at your touch
"I can make you feel very good, my little cunt"
>Trixie looks back up to you, her red eyes pleading
>"No..."
"You don't want me to make you feel good?"
>Trixie looked away
>"Not like this..."
"Nonsense. You've been very good, all things considered. You deserve a little treat."
>You move your fingers up and down the length of Trixie's slit
>You allow your fingertips to slid between her lips and wriggle them gently as you continue to move along
>Trixie twitches and her breath is heavy, but she does her best to stay silent
"It's okay to enjoy this."
>You take her face in your other hand, pulling her gaze to your's
"Trying to resist won't help anyone, will it?"
>She tries to turn away but you hold her still
>"No... master..."
"Such a good girl"
>You lean down and kiss the base of her horn
>She gasps and spasms
>"It still hurts..."
"It should stop hurting in a day or two. For now, just try to focus on the pleasure, okay?"
>"Yes, masterAH!"
>As she finishes the last word you push two fingers inside of her
>You work your fingers in and our of her wet marehood, massaging her insides carefully
>Trixie buries her face in your lap as moans escape her
>You push your fingers deeper inside until you reach some resistance
"A hymen?"
>Trixie looks up at you from your lap with a furrowed brow
>"It's... no, of course not... you must be confused..."
>You remove your fingers and once again jab her broken horn
"Don't lie to your master, you cunt"
>She pulls away in pain and then buries her face in your lap again
>"I'm sorry... I'm... I never..."
"It's no matter. You can keep enjoying yourself"
>"Yes, master"
"Such a good girl"
>You replace your fingers and Trixie sighs contentedly
>You want to save her hymen for later, so you take to rubbing her clit to pleasure her
>Trixie shudders and moans at your touch
>Her breath is heavy against your lap
>The sounds of her arousal and her hot breath make your heart beat faster
>Soon your member is erect in your pants and presses against Trixie's face
>She moves her head off of your lap and turns to you, still moaning from your fingers, but with an unsure look on her face
"Undo my pants"
>"But-"
>She stops when you get her a harsh glare
>She looks down to the bulge in your pants and takes a deep breath
>A faint sparkle of magic emanates from her horn briefly before she winces with pain
>"I-... I can't..."
"Use your mouth."
>She swallows and nods
>She continues to grunt as you rub her wet clit as she sets off to work
>Clearly not used to using her mouth, it takes her a few attempts to undo your pant's button
"So pitiful... you're lucky I'm willing to put up with you."
>You apply pressure to her clit, eliciting a loud moan right into your crotch
"You should be thankful."
>"Yes, master... I am"
>You pull your underwear down and pull out your member
"Then show me how thankful you are."
>Trixie stares at your erection, frozen
>Slowly she brings one of her hooves up to it and brushes against it
>It sent a wave of pleasure through you, but you restrain yourself
>You do your best to sound annoyed
"Is that really how you show your appreciation?"
>She looks up at you worriedly
"Use your mouth."
>Trixie's face screws into a grimace
>You stop moving your fingers around her, waiting for her to continue
"My pleasure is your pleasure, little cunt"
>She lets out a whine and grinds herself against your fingers
>You remove yourself from her and instead bring your hand down hard against her
>"Ow! Why?"
"You will only receive pleasure with my say-so."
>Another strike yields another cry
"I want to make you feel good, but I can only do so if you behave properly."
>Trixie looks bad up at you with pleading eyes
"And if you make things hard for me, I will make them hard for you."
>One last smack causes only a whimper
>Trixie looks back down to your stiff member
"You'll like it. Trust me."
>She swallows hard and takes a deep breath
>She quickly shoves her head down, taking over half your length
>As she does, you replace your fingers inside her, reaching deep enough to hit her hymen
>You both let out moans as ripples of pleasure overtake your bodies
>Trixie's moan is stifled by your cock, an incredible sensation
>You continue to work your fingers in and out of Trixie, being careful not to penetrate her hymen
>Trixie simply holds her position on your member
>The warmth of her mouth isn't unpleasant, but you want more
>With your free hand you push her head down, forcing more of your length into her mouth
>You push her down until she gags slightly and then allow her to raise back up
>Still she doesn't move much on her own, letting you guide her with your hand
>Your fingers are soaked from her arousal, and her moans are less restrained
>You slow your action, you can't let her cum until you have
>She seems to notice and lets out a stifled whine
>Suddenly she begins bobbing her head rapidly
>The pleasure is overwhelming, you lose sense of yourself for a moment
>Remembering yourself you reward her with the addition of your third finger inside her
>Between a moan you speak
"Swallow and you can cum."
>As soon as you finish the word 'cum', Trixie hilts your cock
>The sensation of her throat is too much to handle
>You moan loudly as you shoot your load directly into her throat
>As you do you work your fingers furiously around Trixie's clit
>By your second spurt Trixie's body spasms
>She gags loudly on your cock as she attempts to moan, pulling off instinctively
>She coughs and groans as her orgasm rocks her
>The remainder of your load oozes from your member, dripping down your shaft
>You both pant as you recover
>Trixie sighs as she closes her eyes
>After a moment you compose yourself
"You missed some, you worthless cunt"
>Trixie's eyes shoot open and she quickly laps up the cum left on your member
>You're over-sensitive after your orgasm, her tongue is somewhat unpleasant
>Unceremoniously you stand, pushing Trixie off your lap

>"Quit teasing me"
>Moon plants kisses along your neck as she straddles your body
>She trails down to your chest before looking up to you with a mischievous grin
>"Tell me how you took her virginity"
"Oh I didn't."
>Moon cocks a brow
>"No?"
"Not personally. No, I needed to illustrate just how worthless she was."
>Moon chuckled darkly and continued her path down your stomach
>As she reaches your member, she rips your pants off with her sharp fangs
>She lightly grazes against your shaft with her pearly-white canines
>The dangerous sensation sends a shiver down your shine
>She then climbs back up to meet you for a powerful kiss
>"Go on."
>As she commands, you begin to continue your story
"Well, the next day I-ah!"
>Suddenly Moon lowers herself onto your erect member
>Her marehood is tight and her muscles strong
>"Is there a problem, dear?"
>Her voice was breathy
>She liked seeing you squirm
"Mmh, not at all... Now, as I was s-Aying."
>Moon's muscles squeeze your cock, eliciting a lilt in your speech
>"Don't - unf - mind me..."
>You might have to hurry this story along

>Next day
>You arrive at Trixie's chamber
>Today will be the day you have her virginity destroyed
>You open the door
>Trixie stiffens as you enter, glaring at you from her bed
>She makes no effort to hide her disgust with you
>It will be fun wiping that insolent look off of her face
"Good evening, cunt."
>Anger flashes on her face as you speak her new name, but otherwise she doesn't react
>You pause for a moment before chastising her
"Must I explain everything to you?"
>Trixie is silent
>You sigh
"When your master greets you, you shall respond appropriately..."
>You glare at her
"Or else there will be consequences"
>She holds her eyes on your's before casting them down to glare at the floor
>"Greetings... master"
>You soften your expression then approach her
>You place your hand under her chin and raise her face
>Trixie now refuses to meet your gaze
"Now that's a good girl."
>You plant a kiss on her stump of a horn eliciting a wince
>You take a step back and remove the first item from your back pocket: a collar and leash
"Today you're going out."
>You affix the collar around Trixie's neck
>A slight tug and Trixie is immobile, so you give an abrupt yank that pulls her off the bed
>Shock overtakes anger briefly before she returns an even harsher glare
>You turn to walk out of the door, your pet in tow
>On the floor you notice something you had almost forgotten: Trixie's horn
>It should have been disposed of by the staff by now
>You turn to face Trixie again, extending a finger to point at the tip
"Why is that still here? A maid should have thrown out the garbage sometime this morning."
>More silent treatment
>You strike her cheek
"Answer."
>Again she glares at you
>Your face betrays a slight smile
>Trixie huffs defiantly
>"I don't know."
>Another strike
"I won't tolerate lying."
>"Maybe they didn't notice it. I said I don't know."
>You know your staff. They wouldn't make such an oversight
>You heave a sigh and reach into your back pocket
>You present to Trixie a metal pin
>There is a flicker of fear in her eyes
>You grip the base of her horn and raise the nail
>Her eyes widen and she yelps before clamoring away, only to be stopped a few feet away by your hold on the leash
>"What are you doing? I already told you that I don't know!"
"I told you that I won't tolerate lying."
>You pull the leash and drag her back towards you
>Trixie looks frantic as she tries to resist your pull
>You grip her collar tightly and bring the nail back up to her face
>"O-okay, fine! I'll tell you!"
>You stare at her
>"I-I told the maid that you wanted her to leave it."
"Why?"
>"...I don't want it to be thrown away"
>You grunt
"It is garbage, cunt."
>You continue to move the metal splinter up
>"W-wait, what are you doing?"
>"I told you what you wanted!"
>Trixie tries to turn her head away
>You release her collar and instead grip her mane
>She yelps in protest, but you pull her hair to hold her in position
>Finally you bring the nail to her stump, placing the sharp end to the soft tissue of her horn's core
>A shock ripples through Trixie and she squeals
>You have to pull her mane tight to keep her head from moving too much
>"No, no, no! Please, I told you! I told you!"
>You slowly press the nail into her horn
>Trixie flails her limbs about, and even with a tight grip on her mane, it is difficult to hold the nail in position
"Moving too much will only make this hurt worse, you stupid cunt."
>The point is the lodge the nail in her horn, if she thrashes about too much it will be loose and fall out, no good
>She seems to try to remain more still, but her instinctual reaction is still to resist
>You give the nail a forceful push and drive it an inch into her
>The job done you release her mane and stand, giving her a swift kick to the side
>She collapses and writhes in pain
>She moves a hoof up to her horn
"If you remove that, I'll replace it, deeper, and with a larger nail."
>Trixie sobs and clutches her hooves to her chest, stopping them from acting on instinct
>You allow her a moment to blubber
>Cutting her lamentation short, you jerk her leash, pulling her up to a standing position
"Now, if you will behave... Let's go for a walk, shall we?"
>Trixie chokes back sobs and gives a weak nod
>Trixie follows your lead with little resistance
>On the way out of the castle you catch a maid
"Make another round for this one's chamber. Leave it spotless."
>Trixie weeps openly as the maid acknowledges your command
>A light jerk and she moves with you again
"I hope that you understand better now."
>You spoke loudly as you strode down the streets, Trixie in tow
"Misbehavior will result in punishment."
>There weren't many ponies in the dark streets, but those that were there avoided you as you walked
>Still, you were sure Trixie felt her exposure
"You may not understand yet, but I am doing this for your own good."
>Trixie simply silently followed behind you
"The quicker you learn your place, the sooner you'll be able to enjoy it."
>It was a rather long walk, but eventually you arrived at your destination
>Away from the castle, on the lower parts of the city
>Here the low-class citizens lived
>Many were those with menial jobs, others were foreigners who couldn't properly assimilate into Equestria properly
>Your work rarely took you to this part of the city, as these ponies were more likely to keep themselves down, they hardly need oppressors
>You pull Trixie along until you reach a sort of plaza
"You might be wondering why you're here."
>Trixie looks up to you, eyes red from crying
"I think it's time you learned what you're good for."
>Trixie gave a look of slight confusion before you call out
"Everyone! Please gather around!"
>The few ponies around look uneasily in your direction
"Come on now! Out of your houses, and line up in front of me!"
>You bellow loudly, trying to attract as many as you could
>Ponies of all sorts step out of their hovels and from alleyways nearby
>They were all clearly frightened of you, but more frightened of what would happen in they disobeyed
>After a minute there was about two dozen standing in disorderly line in front of you and Trixie
"I'm only interested in stallions. If you are a female, you will leave."
>They didn't have to be told twice. The mares all quickly returned to their homes
>A little over a dozen males remain
>A few are mules, one is a donkey, another a zebra, a couple pegasi with crippled wings, the rest are earth ponies
>All of them looked downtrodden and homely, some of them were downright filthy
"Today I have a treat for you all."
>You motion to your leashed mare
"You may all take turns using this mare."
>The crowd shifts and murmurs
>Trixie looks up at you with eyes wide
"Come now, no need to hesitate!"
>You scan the line-up
"You there!"
>You point at one of the mules, his fur was matted with dirt and his face was asymmetrical and bulbous
>"Hu-what?"
"Come forward, you shall go first."
>The mule blinks dumbly for a moment before the pony next to him pushes him forward
>He stands in front of Trixie, who wrinkles her nose with disgust at him
"Cunt, turn around."
>Trixie hesitates only briefly before turning, keeping her tail clamped down
"Present yourself."
>Trixie doesn't move, keeping her tail down
"Now. Cunt."
>Trixie heaves a sob, but otherwise does not respond
>You press firmly on the nail sticking from her horn, driving it another centimeter deeper
>Trixie wails and collapses on the ground, covering her head with her front hooves
"Sorry for the slow start, folks"
>You smile at the crowd, who looks on with a sort of horror and morbid curiosity
>You hiss down to Trixie
"Any more misbehavior and you won't have to worry about your horn hurting. I'll remove it completely."
>Trixie begins to sob again
>You grab hold of Trixie's tail and hoist her upwards
>She catches herself on her hindlegs, but keeps her head down and buried in her hooves
"I have binding that will keep your tail up."
>Trixie peeks up at you, her vision blurred behind tears
"Don't make me use it."
>You release Trixie's tail and it remains raised high
>Turning back to the dirty mule you motion towards Trixie's raised rear
"Please, go on ahead."
>The mule still looks confused
>"Well, uh, I dunno..."
"Come now, there's no need to worry. She won't resist; she has no say in the matter."
>You glare at the crowd
"Neither do you, really."
>It's clear the threat is lost on some of the more slow ponies, but some grimace knowingly
"So please, enjoy yourselves!"
>The mule takes a step towards Trixie and grunts
>Clumsily he climbs over her, placing his muddy hooves on her withers
"Step up, everyone. Get a good view now!"
>The mob gathers closer and forms a small circle around the three of you
>Trixie fails to contain her sorrow and cries into the ground
>Her voice is muffled and choked with sobs
>"P-please... Not - hic - not like t-this..."
>The stupid mule either ignored or didn't understand Trixie's mourning and continued his oafish motions
>With a series of ugly grunts and snorts, the mule aroused himself to the point of erection
>"Don't... Please j - hic - just stop..."
>After poking her backside a few times, the mule hits home and is able to push his cock into Trixie's hole
>She whimpers weakly and continues to cry
>A ripple goes through the crowd, who have become enthralled with the display
>You bend down to reach for Trixie's face
>From this distance, the smell of the mule is apparent
>He smells of rotten fruit and dung
>The mule bumbles forward, inserting himself further into her
>You pull Trixie's face off the ground
>Her eyes are shot red and her face stained with tears
>"I don't - hic - don't want this..."
>The mule grunts and thrusts his hips
>A look of horror overtakes Trixie's face, her virginity now gone conclusively
"Yes you do, cunt. This is what you're good for."
>Trixie opens her mouth to speak, but can't seem to find words
>The mule dumbly slams himself into her and groans like a beast
>Trixie stares blankly at you, now crying silently
>It only takes another moment for the mule to begin grunting louder
>You stand and announce
"Feel free to finish inside."
>You're unsure if the mule can register what you said, his dull mind occupied by only one thing, but it matters not
>After another moment of clumsy thrusts, he begins to seize, groaning loudly and spilling his seed into her
>His breath heavy and uneven, he roughly dismounts
>Trixie allows her hind legs to collapse, but you quickly grab her tail and force her back up
>You turn to the mule
"I trust you enjoyed yourself?"
>The mule blinks and looks to you, taking a moment to recognize you
>"Oh, uh, yeah. It was good."
>Amazing stupidity
"Good to hear. Cunt, thank the man"
>She still stares blankly forward
>You put your finger to the head of the nail, making her flinch
>"Th-... thank you..."
>Her voice is mechanical and distant
>Things seem to be going well
"Now! Who will be next?"
>The circle stirs before one of the earth ponies comes forward
"Ah, excellent, please, make use of this worthless cunt."
>"Um, yessir."
>With significantly more grace, the pony mounts Trixie
>He penetrates her with his cock, letting out a moan of pleasure as he does
>His motion is rhythmic and balanced
>It's obvious that he was more experienced than the mule
>It doesn't take long for his motion to increase in pace
>"Ugh, mh, sir, would you, hmph, mind if I, umh, came in her mane?"
>You look at Trixie, who is still staring ahead and smile
>You chuckle
"Of course not, go right ahead."
>Almost on cue, the stallion pulls out and steps to Trixie's side
>He rubs his length with a hoof and spurts a jet of thick cum over the back of Trixie's mane
>Trixie jumps as she feels it hit her
>The sensation briefly snaps her out of her stupor
>After a couple more sobs she is back to her numb expression
"Come on, let's get the next one up!"
>The next pony is a pegasus, one with a malformed wing
>He mounts her and thrusts into her
>Tears no longer ran down her face, as if she had simply ran out
>His motion is rough, and each thrust pushes Trixie's body into the ground
>Trixie grunts as he slams against her
>"It...ugh, you're hurting me!"
>The pegasus seems taken aback
>"O-oh, I'm sorry"
>He slows down significantly, allowing
"No."
>The pegasus looks to you, confused and a little worried
"I said, no resistance. Now continue as you were."
>The pegasus looked uncomfortable, but after a moment's hesitation he continued as he was before
>Trixie bites down on her hoof, trying to take her mind off the pain
>You once again kneel close to Trixie and whisper to her.
"You know, if you want to get through this faster, and with less pain, you can."
>Her eyes flash over to you
>She holds her hoof in her mouth as the pony continued to painfully crash into her
>She pleads with you with her eyes
>You chuckle at the sight of her desperation, recalling her defiant mood earlier today
"I'm sure if you were to beg loudly enough, some of these men would use your mouth."
>Clearly not the answer she wanted, Trixie looks away
>A moment later the pegasus finishes inside her
>You stand and survey the circle
>You find the largest stallion is a rather burly earth pony
"You there, you can be next."
>He steps up and takes his place behind Trixie
>Again you breathe down to her
"Anytime, just beg. You'll get done nearly twice as fast."
>The large pony mounts Trixie and slips his erect cock into her
>She stifles a cry as the large protrusion splits her
>Without even trying, the stallion is rough with her
>His strides are long and powerful, causing Trixie's body to slide against the rough ground
>Trixie removes the hoof from her mouth and grits her teeth, still trying to resist the pain
>After one more mighty slam, Trixie cries out
>Choking back a sob, she shouts
>"U-use my mouth!"
>The burly stallion is confused by her outburst and slows his motion
>You shot him a look and he continues as he was
>Trixie continues to yell
>"Please, just..."
>She screws her eyes shut as she raises her upper body and opens her mouth
>Her tongue lolls out and she stands silently, waiting for a cock to violate her face
>Absolutely perfect
"Well, how about it?"
>You motion to the circle of ponies
"Someone want to fuck her face?"
>Trixie's brow furrows for a moment at your vulgarity
>The zebra in the crowd comes forward
"Very good. Do what you will. Don't worry about choking her, I'll let you know if she's about to pass out."
>"...Alright.."
>The zebra hikes himself up and places his front hooves on Trixie's shoulders
>Trixie opens her eyes and closes her mouth, startled
"Now, now, cunt."
>You reach beneath the zebra to flick her horn
>With a sharp wince she closes her eyes
>Taking a deep breath, she slowly reopens her mouth
>The zebra brings his length towards Trixie's face
>The burly pony riding Trixie groans loudly as he pumps her with his cum
>As he fills her, the zebra slides his cock into Trixie's mouth, moaning himself
"Let's not doddle, folks. Next up for the cunt!"
>The next up was another mule, similarly clumsy and slow
>Trixie struggles and gags as the zebra services himself with her mouth
>Bubbles of saliva spill out of her mouth as he pumps in and out
>Ponies and the like clearly don't have the stamina of humans, as the zebra finishes after only another couple minutes
>Trixie trashes slightly has he moans loudly and cums down her throat
>As he pulls off, she coughs and breathes heavily
"Next!"
>She gasps for air as an earth pony positions himself where the zebra was a moment before
>With only a few seconds respite a new cock replaces the old, pumping in and out of her face
>The clumsy thrusts of the mule force Trixie's head to move along with the earth pony's thrusts into her face
>Another load of cum spurts into both her occupied holes
>A milky cream drips from her overflowing pussy, and spatters to the ground
"Let's get a another couple going!"

>"Oh my, dearest. This is so depraved..."
>Nightmare continues to grind herself
>You pant heavily, the sensation is nearly overpowering
>"She was still so innocent, but you took that away quickly, didn't you?"
"I had to. Ah, all about humbling her."
>Her wet insides were milking you, bringing you near completion
>Moon could clearly sense that you were close as she slowed to a near halt
>"So... tell me more..."
>You let out a frustrated groan
>It's typical for you to be the one denying orgasm
>You gain a better grasp of what you've been doing to some of these ponies
"Ugh, well, after humiliating her, I didn't want her getting too comfortable."
>Nightmare sat still on your cock, much to your displeasure and simply rubbed herself with a hoof
>You groan and attempt to move your hips into her, but she puts her weight down on you, preventing your movement
>"Go on."
>With a huff, you continue your retelling

>It didn't take long for each of the remaining stallions to take Trixie
>You allowed those that wanted, or had it in them, to take another round
>Most of the crowd finished inside of her, but there were still a few loads that covered her mane and body
>The crowd dispersed as each pony finished that didn't stick around to watch, and then eventually after everyone had finished
>The last to finish is the donkey, who is taking his second take at Trixie's mouth
>His load spurts out over her face, forcing her to close her left eye as he covers it in sticky cum
>Trixie gasps for air and collapses to the ground
>The donkey trots off like the others
>Trixie wallows in a stinky pool of the fluids of herself and numerous peasants
"Finally you do something worthwhile."
>Trixie has no noticeable reaction to your words
>You yank the leash and she stands
"You see, cunt..."
>You begin to walk back the way that you came, Trixie walking silently behind you, once again
"your talent lies in pleasing a crowd. Not magic."
>Suddenly you turn around and face her
"Do you want me to fuck you, cunt?"
>She raises her head and looks to you with her one open eye
>"...yes..."
>Her voice is lifeless and cold
>You laugh loudly
"Ha! I wouldn't fuck something as disgusting as you!"
>Trixie's eye wells up with tears once again
"I mean look at you... you might be good for pleasing a bunch of dirty beggars, but you'd never be good enough for a respectable pony, let alone me."
>Without waiting for a reaction you turn and continue on
>You again walk through the streets
>This time the ponies nearly gawk at Trixie, their stares barely masked
>Behind you, Trixie's sobs become louder
>After a minute her wails are rather irritating
>You wheel around
"Cunt, I hope you're learning that caring what these ponies think is pointless."
>Trixie sniffs
>"Yes, master..."
>Interesting
>You stare her down
>She holds your gaze, but there is only a light sorrow in her eyes
>The cum was starting to run down her face and drip off
>She didn't seem to pay attention to it
>You grunt and continue walking
>You reach the castle and find the entrance to your section of the complex
>Affixing her leash to a column you turn to Trixie
"You're too disgusting to come indoors. You can stay here while you dry out."
>"O-okay, master."
>You may have finally broken her
>You enter the castle complex and leave Trixie be
>Tonight you play with one of your other pets, leaving Trixie to sleep outside
>In the morning you find her, fur matted with cum stains, still asleep
>You wake her with a kick to the stomach
>"Oomph, ow - ah! G-good morning... master..."
>No sarcasm or anger in her voice
"Do you know what you are doing today?"
>"No, master... It's up to you."
>Is that so?
"So what if I want you to fuck twice the number of ponies are yesterday?"
>"If... if that will make you happy..."
"What if I want to cut off the rest of your horn?"
>She winces at the idea
>"T-then... I'd let you..."
>She's is your's
"What if I asked you what you wanted to do?"
>She pauses for a moment before responding
>"I want to do what you want me to do."
"No, cunt. Tell me what you want."
>Trixie swallows and croaks
>"I-I want you to use me..."
"Is that all?"
>"I want you to tell me that I'm not worthless..."
>You kneel down and hold your hand under her chin
>You give her a reassuring smile before saying
"Oh, you worthless cunt. That could never happen."
>You stand and let Trixie's face fall
"If I remember, I'll bring you inside after I'm done working."

>Another day of darkness
>Now-a-days your job was simple check-ups and flexes of power
>You go around and instill a little fear, making sure the public knows who's still in control
>Today is as uneventful as most others
>Returning to the castle, you find Trixie curled up against the column
>Her body is still coated in day-old cum
>As you approach her ears perk up and she lifts her head
>She stands, her legs stiffened from a day of laying in the fetal position
>In a moment she's adjusted herself and stands proudly
>"Welcome home, master."
>You stand over her, glaring down at her
>Her resolve wavers, but still she gives you a meek smile
>Time to have some fun with her
"Take off my pants."
>Her eyes widen before her smile widens
>"Y-yes, master!"
>She quickly moves her mouth up to your zipper and clumsily works it
>Trixie breathes heavily as she pulls your pants off
>You lift each foot in turn, letting her remove each leg of your pants
"Now the boxers, cunt."
>Yes, mh, master."
>She uses her mouth to pull the band of your boxers down, exposing your manhood
>You stand for a moment, allowing her to breath in your scent
>"Please use me, master..."
>You laugh haughtily
>Her look of arousal fades to a disheartened frown
"I already told you, something as worthless as you will never get someone as great as me."
>Trixie's face screws into a grimace
>"But... but I-"
"I'm going to go fuck a pet worthy of me. I'll have a maid bathe you. You're starting to stick, filthy cunt."
>You begin to walk off
>"Wa-wait!"
>You stop
>Trying to hide your smile, you force a stern look of annoyance before you turn around
>Trixie realizes her mistake and casts her eyes down
>"I-I'm sorry..."
>You heave a sigh
>You stride over to her and deliver a kick to her side
>Trixie recoils from the pain
"You've already wasted my time, might as well be out with it."
>Trixie sniffles
>"I... I thought that I was doing was I was supposed to..."
"And?"
>Trixie swallows
>"And I thought... I thought it would make you want..."
"Make me want... you?"
>You snarl
>Trixie just hangs her head
>"Please..."
"Absolutely pathetic."
>"I'll do anything..."
>You grunt
"Anything?"
>Trixie chokes back a sob
>"Yes, master."
>You pretend to ponder for a moment
"There is one thing that I value more than anything else..."
>Trixie looks up to you, pleading with her eyes
"Loyalty."
>Trixie becomes reinvigorated
>"Ah-of course! Of course, I'll be loyal to you!"
"Prove it."
>"Tell me what to do."
>Again you wait a moment, pretending to think of something
"Come."
>You remove the leash from the column and lead her into the castle
>She puts up no resistance
>You take her to your quarters, where you keep your tools when not in use
>You tell her to sit in the center of the room and you rummage through your supply
>You feel Trixie's eyes on you
>She's still afraid despite her resolve
>You purposefully take longer then necessary, until you finally take out a tool Trixie has seen once already
>With a bit of a flourish, you present the horn clipper to Trixie
>Trixie lets out a reactionary hiss at the sight of it
"You can prove your loyalty with this."
>You toss the instrument
>It lands on the floor near her
>"W-what?"
"It's simple. Remove the rest of your horn for me."
>Trixie's eyes go wide and they dart about the room
>"I-I..."
"I won't give you another chance, cunt."
>She holds her tongue
"Show me that you can be loyal."
>Trixie tries not to sob as she grips the metal tool
>You simply watch in silence
>It seems to take her an eternity, but eventually she brings the jaws to the stump of her horn
>Her breath is heavy and panicked
>Tears well in her eyes as she anticipates the pain
>She begins to hyperventilate, charging herself up
>She screws her eyes shut and screams
>Trixie suddenly brings her head to the floor, one of the arms of the tool rests against the floor
>She places a hoof on the other arm and slam down on it with all her might
>A sickening crack echoes through the room, but is quickly replaced with a bloody howl
>Trixie writhes on the ground and screams in agony
>Her wails give way to dry heaves
"You've done well."
>Trixie begins to calm down
>You can see a trickle of blood ooze from her forehead
>She shakily stands
>"M-master... use me..."
>You watch as the dark fluid from her horn leaves a trail down her face, mixing with the dried cum from yesterday
>"Use me now."
"You're disgusting... Go have a maid bathe you, cunt."
>Trixie pants in a panic
>"N-no... You... Use me."
>You glare at her
>She chokes on her words
>"I-... use me... please, tell me - hic - I'm not worth - worthless."
>Now tears mix with the other fluids on her face
>You watch in silence as she begs
>"I'm loyal... I'm not worthless."
>She lowers her head and sobs
>"Please use your cunt..."
"...no..."
>Trixie quietly sobs
>She has been destroyed completely
>There is nothing left to her except your ownership of her
"Not yet. Let's get you cleaned up."
>Trixie sniffs and looks back up to you
>"A-and... and then you'll use me?"
"Yes, cunt."
>She smiles weakly as you speak her name
>You lead her out of your room and to the baths
>Drawing a hot bath, you motion for Trixie to get in
>Stress melts off of her body as the steamy water cleanses her fur
>"This... this feels really good..."
>You smile as you dab soap onto a sponge
"I told you. If you're good, you'll feel good."
>Trixie sighs contentedly
>"I understand, master."
>You massage her sticky fur with the soapy sponge
>She coos as you clean her
>You move the loofah over her body, leaving streaks of suds
>You dunk the sponge in the bathwater, rinsing it out
"This might hurt a bit"
>You bring the wet sponge to the top of her head and wring it out
>Water runs over her forehead, clearing the blood from her face
>Trixie hisses, but otherwise holds steady
"Good girl, cunt."
>You dab the sponge around the sensitive wound, and run it down her face gently
>Trixie turns her face to your's
>You hold her cheek with the sponge, gently caressing her face with its warmth
>"Thank you, master."
>It takes another few minutes for you to shampoo and rinse her mane and coat
>You drain the water and fetch a towel
>Once she's dried you take a brush and take it through her mane
>Her expression is of complete bliss
>After her mane is brushed, you move on to her tail
>As you do, Trixie turns to you
>"Master..."
>You continue brushing
"Yes, cunt?"
>Trixie gazes down to your manhood
>"Can I?..."
>You nod
>Trixie wastes no time and takes your soft cock into her mouth
>It's a strange feeling to have our unaroused member enveloped in warm wetness
>By the time that you've finished brushing her tail, you've become hard
>You grunt
>Trixie looks up at you and you nod to motion that she remove herself
"Present yourself, cunt."
>Trixie beams
>"Yes, master!"
>Quickly she turns around and raises her tail high
>"Please use me..."
>She wriggles her hips from side-to-side
>You move to position your cock to her entrance
>It's already lubricated with Trixie's saliva, so it slides into her easily
>Trixie moans loudly, in absolute ecstasy
>She's clearly enjoying herself more than you... normally something you wouldn't allow
>You'll make an exception this time
>After only a handful of thrusts, Trixie's muscles seize around your cock
>Her moans become long, drawn out groans
>You've hardly begun and she's already orgasmed
>Another minute
>Another orgasm

>"Oh please..."
>Nightmare rolls her eyes and lolls out her tongue, mimicking a gag sound
>"Get back to the part where she was writhing in pain."
>Moon's eyes flash with some evil magic, as she speaks the word 'pain'
>You chuckle
"Always the same with you, Nightmare dear... Never wanting to hear the end of my stories."
>She growls at you
>"Don't tease me. Tell me what I want to hear."
"Of course..."
>As you repeat the violent parts of your tale, Moon moans and starts to slide up and down your shaft
>Your voice is breathy and strained, you can both sense that you're both about to finish
"Ah, then, I saw the, mmph, blood running down her, ah, face..."
>Nightmare's pupils dilate and her motion becomes frantic
>She's practically bouncing on your cock
>"More, more, don't you dare stop!"
"It ran down, ah, and coated the, hmm, cum stains in blood."
>It is impossible to hold back any longer
>Both of you climax together
>You grip Nightmare's thick thighs and drive yourself home as best you can
>Stream after stream of your hot cum fires up into Moon's convulsing pussy
>She roars with pleasure as she rides her orgasm
>Even as you cum, you can't help but feel weak when compared to her
>Moon lets out a low moan as she finishes
>"Ooh, very good, human..."
>She lifts herself from you
>Your member flops lifelessly out of her
>You heave a relaxing sigh
>"I look forward to our next... story time..."
>Moon chuckles evilly
>You love your job.

THE END



Epilogue:
>10 months later
>Life is good
>Rebellion is all but unheard of, so nearly all of your energy is focused on your hobbies
>Your harem has expanded to a size beyond what you could have ever imagined
>Breaking mares has become a science
>Sometimes you are purposefully ineffectual, just to drag out the process
>Today there is no new mares to break in
>Today you're revisiting an old favorite
>You reach the quarters of one of your first pets, Twilight Sparkle
>You're not here for her, however
>You enter, finding her reading one of the books you've given her
>Her entire library consists of books on sex and pleasure
>"Hello, master."
>She places a bookmark and sets the book down
"Good morning, Twilight. I'm here for your maid."
>"Oh, okay, master."
>She looks a little disappointed
>"Cunt! Master is here for you!"
>After calling for her maid, she goes back to her reading
>From the bathroom, Trixie waddles into the main room
>Her belly is swollen to the point where it impedes her movement
>It causes her maid skirt to ride up on her body, her stomach poking out
>"Yes, master?"
>She shifts her weight on her hooves
>It's obvious that being up and about is difficult for her and her legs have swollen slightly due to the stress
"It's time for another outing, cunt."
>She perks up and smiles
>"Y-yes, master!"
>Twilight huffs over her book
"Something you'd like to say?"
>Twilight fidgets
>"No, master..."
>It had been a while since you last used her
>You make a note to violate her in her sleep
>Like several times before, you lead Trixie through the city, towing her on her leash
>Her heavy belly slows her, but you yank her forward
>She struggles to keep pace, panting heavily and wincing occasionally
>You chide her anytime she seems to whine too loudly
"Is your retarded spawn slowing you down?"
"Move your fat ass, cunt!"
"Be thankful I haven't kicked your rotten fetus to death yet."
>She responds appropriately with either a "Yes, master." or "I'm sorry, master."
>Another outing, another decrepit neighborhood
>You enjoy the idea of Trixie servicing every peasant and vagrant of lower Canterlot
>Realistically it would be difficult to accomplish, but damn it if you didn't try
"You're getting too fat, cunt. You need to exercise more."
>"Yes, master..."
"So today, you'll be rounding up the crowd."
>You unhook Trixie's leash from her collar
>She looks up at you uncertainly
"Go on."
>She waddles away, leaving you to stand and observe
>Outside of the ever growing gangbangs, this would be the first interaction Trixie has had since she became your's
>You watch from a distance as you see her flub and stammer, trying to convince a passing stallion to join the festivities.
>Even from here you can see his look of repulsion as he rejects her
>The next pony she talks to she points over to you
>There is a look of fear in his eyes as he notices you
>He nods nervously and trots over to you
>He avoids your gaze and waits next to you
>With an effective method for rounding up stallions it doesn't take long for Trixie to gather a large group
>You count 30 participants before you call Trixie back
"Cunt! Come back!"
>Trixie comes as she's called
>She waddles as fast as she can manage
>She wastes no time in assuming the position
>She waddles in front of one of the stallions, opens her mouth, and sticks out her tongue
>Her engorged body makes it difficult, but she wriggles her hindquarters as seductively as she can manage
"Come now, everyone. Dig in!"
>The stallion in front of Trixie hikes himself up and into position, flopping his swelling member onto Trixie's tongue
>Instantly she begins suckling it, bringing it to full attention
>The crowd circles around and one of the ponies brings himself onto Trixie's back
>One by one, each stallion is serviced, either by her mouth or pussy
>Trixie moans are stifled by whatever cock is jammed in her mouth, but still she manages to be audible over the groans of the males
>Several of the crowd choose to cum outside, coating her face, mane, backside, and skirt with sticky strands
>With so many to work over, the majority have time to recuperate and take a second round
>Exhausted from her walk and overcome with pleasure, Trixie rolls onto her back
>Her pot belly is soon covered with several loads of cum as the stallions have their way with her
>After nearly an hour the crowd thins out
>Trixie is left drenched and panting on the ground
>You reattach her leash and give it a tug
>She rolls over and stands, though clearly very weak
>You travel back to the castle
>You tie her to the same old column as you've always done
>She starts to nestle down before you speak
"Stand up."
>She does so, but looks to you, confused
"The nursing staff have told me that your pregnancy is nearly complete."
>She retains her quizzical look
"If I don't act now, soon you will have given birth to a dirty mule. A male, no less."
>Trixie casts her eyes down
>She's known this for a while now
>You've expressed your displeasure at the news before
>Instead of giving birth to another pet for your collection, she's producing something worthless to you
"Worthless."
>Trixie shudders
>The word hurt her more than any other
>"I... I'm sorry, master."
>You sigh
>Quickly you reel back and then bring your boot into Trixie's belly
>Instantly she keels over and howls
>Trixie doesn't have time to comprehend what's happening before you kick her again
>The oozing semen on her stomach dirties your foot
>Instinctively Trixie moves to protect herself
>It proves ineffectual, as her belly protrudes too far for her to cover it properly
>She wails in agony as you stomp her infested womb again
>"Noooooo, m-maaaaster, aaah!"
>Tears flood her cum-stained cheeks
>"My baaabyyyy!"
>One final blow before you finish your assault
>Trixie sobs in a heap, clutching her stomach, which was already forming bruises
>You nudge Trixie's face with your cum-covered shoe
"Clean your mess."
>She shakes as she obeys, overcome with misery
>She moves her tongue over your boot, lapping up the fluids that clung to it
>Sobs choke her, but she eventually cleans it completely
>Trixie lays her head on the ground and weeps
"I'll have a maid fetch you once you're dry."
>One more kick for good measure before you leave her to her sorrow

>"Ooooh, fuck yes!"
>A torrent of fluid floods over your cock as Moon cums furiously
>"Yeeessss, you... you monster!"
>Moon writhes on top of you as her powerful climax rocks her
>She roars with pleasure
>Her vagina spasms and milks your cock
>The tight squeeze puts you over the edge, sending you into orgasm yourself
>"Fu~uck, so... dark... so edgy!"
>She begins to wind down, but still shakes as waves of ecstasy flow through her
>You finish pumping your load into her, grunting as you give a final thrust up
>Moon isn't quiet done and still growls
>"Grrrh, such an evil human..."
>Finally she seems to have finished
>She pants heavily, trying to catch her breath
>"I... I need, ha, to go rest..."
>She raises herself from you, letting your softening cock slide out of her
"I'll, ha, join you."
>Moon plants herself on her large regal bed
>You collapse next to her
>A glow highlights the blankets beneath you, and Moon lifts them, causing you to flop over top of her
>"That's better" she coos
>You sigh heavily
>You love your job.