Pinkie Pie X Stallions Rapefic

Pinkie Pie X Stallions Rapefic
By Anonymous
18+
If you are uncomfortable with descriptions of brutal rape, do not read this.
Disclaimer: I am not a rapist, I don’t even have a rape fetish, I’m just writing this for the sick pleasure of others; “branching out” so to say.

	It was closing time at the Sugarcube Corner. Pinkie Pie was the last one left in the store, and she was just finishing cleaning up. She hummed happily to herself with a big smile on her face and wide eyes as usual. She managed to find joy in even chores that most ponies would find tedious and boring. She was simply an optimistic, gleeful spirit—somewhat hard to come by these days. But why wouldn’t she be? She had the perfect life. Wonderful friends, everypony in town knew her, a thriving, well-paying job, a nice house and a cute pet alligator…she barely had a care in the world. So it would figure that on this fateful day, when she truly experienced terror, pain, misery, desperation and sheer humiliation for the very first time at the hands of three menacing stallions, it would crush her vision of an enjoyable world and leave her mourning over her own loss of happiness.
	Pinkie was literally just about to lock up the shop when she saw three large ponies approaching the doors. “Gee! I wonder who that could be!” she exclaimed out loud.
	Big Mac, Braeburn, and Soarin barged through the doors looking intimidating, with malicious smiles. Braeburn licked his lips deviously and narrowed his eyes, squinting directly at Pinkie.
	Pinkie was still completely oblivious to the idea that anything terrible could possibly happen at this very moment, and simply said, “Um, sorry ponies, but the Sugarcube Corner is closed for the day! You really shouldn’t be in here, I was actually just about to lock up and go home! I have to feed Gummy and wash up and stuff…so…”
	The three stallions edged closer to the poor pink pony. Big Mac stepped ahead of the other two, and leaned down to look Pinkie directly in the eyes. “We don’t care if you’re closed. We’re not lookin’ for yer shitty food.”
	Pinkie’s smile faded and her ears drooped. A slight sense of worry struck her. That was some very harsh language, directed at her. What was going on? She had never been treated by stallions this way. She was greatly offended. But what was she going to do? She didn’t have magic, or even wings, to protect her. Had these three maybe had too much cider or something…? ”Please, you three really do have to leave…b-but how about I give you each a small cupcake! Will that make you happy? Trust me, you’ll like these—“
	Big Mac struck her with a hoof roughly and she fell over on her back. He giggled at her pain.
	“Ow! What the heck was that for?? What’s going on? What is WRONG with all of you? You have to leave, NOW!!”
	“I’m sorry, are you tryna order ME around? I don’t think so…” Big Mac grabbed Pinkie’s back legs and spread them forcefully, revealing her vagina.
	Pinkie was really scared now. Were they actually going to…?
	“Braeburn! Blindfold her and gag her, now! And tie her front hooves together behind her back! Hurt her if necessary! I’ll hold these sexy little back legs, heh…”
	“WHAT?? No!! Please, no!! Stop!! Isn’t there anything else I can do for you?? I’ll give you all of the store’s money!! Let me go!! Come on!! You can’t do this!! It’s illegal!! It’s WRONG!! You’ll get caught!! You’ll go to prison!! You’ll never get away with this!! PLEASE!! Why would you want to hurt me??”
	“Because you’re always SO goddamn happy, it’s just not fair! I’m fucking sick of seeing you smile all the time. Always bouncing around, carefree…it’s about time somepony showed you how cruel the world can be, how unfair it is…”
	Pinkie struggled and struggled to no avail.
	Braeburn took out a red ballgag and stuck it in Pinkie’s mouth, then tied it around the back of her head. He blindfolded her with a dirty rag and tied up her front hooves with thick, itchy rope.
	Pinkie let out a muffled scream of terror. Saliva flew past her gag. Tears welled up in her eyes and soon they were streaming down her cheeks. She flailed around so much that she began to sweat. Her poofy mane was now all messy and wet. She tried to stop panicking and thought to herself, It’s okay. Somepony will find me before I get hurt. It’s alright. Everything will be fine, right? Right. Just try to stay calm. Oh god I can barely breathe…this rope is cutting into my SKIN…it hurts…it hurts so bad…
	Big Mac chuckled. “Alright, who wants her cunt?”
	Braeburn said, “Meh, I’m savin’ mah dick for that sweet pink ass.”
	Soarin’ said, “I’ll take her mouth.”
	Big Mac said, “Alright then,” and smiled. He stood over the helpless Pinkie Pie and panted. He had a massive, iron-hard, raging erection. A little-bit of pre-cum dripped off of the tip of his penis and landed on Pinkie’s soft belly. He rammed it dry into her pussy without any lubricants, causing Pinkie to scream even louder, this time in excruciating agony. She had never taken such a big dick so brutally and abruptly before. Big Mac began gasping and thrusting. Pinkie’s mare juices, mixed with blood, splurted out of her cooch around his cock, allowing it to slide deeper into her nether region. Uncontrollable drool was dribbling down Pinkie’s chin past her gag. She let out several gurgling screams. Big Mac thrusted harder and faster. He grunted and moaned. “Oooh yeah! Oh FUCK! Oh god, HERE we go! Come on! Yeah! FUCK yes! Yeah, you like that you fucking whore? You little slut? Fucking bitch! STUPID cunt! OHHH shit…” Big Mac came explosively, filling Pinkie’s vag with copious amounts of thick, sticky white semen, so much that it overflowed out of her pussy and all around her crotch. Big Mac pulled his dick out, still cumming, now onto Pinkie’s stomach. It squirted out furiously, then finally, after Pinkie’s entire stomach was drenched with Big Mac’s seed, which got stuck into her pink fur, he stopped jizzing and just a little bit of jizz dribbled downwards off the tip of his cock.
	Braeburn and Soarin’ had been cheering him on the whole time, whistling and shouting. Then Braeburn stepped up. “Alright, it’s mah turn!” He flipped Pinkie over as she continued to sob. There was nothing she could do. She was completely at the mercy of these three stallions. Braeburn pushed up Pinkie’s tail and spread her cheeks to reveal her asshole. He licked his lips and bit his tongue. Some sweat from excitement ran down his forehead. He exposed his male member, throbbing with intense arousal, and crammed it between Pinkie’s helpless cheeks. Deep into her butthole, until it couldn’t go any further. He held his cock with one hoof and licked his other, then rubbed his spit on his dick. He closed his eyes and started breathing heavily. He spanked Pinkie a few times, softly at first but then swiftly and harshly, until her bottom was sore. The pain of Braeburn’s rock-hard dick scraping the inside of Pinkie’s ass was hell for Pinkie. This rape was by far the worst torture she had ever endured. She would never forget this. She would never get over it. She didn’t even bother to scream anymore, she just let Braeburn do his thing. She couldn’t stifle her agonizing tears, however. She closed her eyes and tried to imagine a happy place. She imagined watching a sunset with her closest friends, but with Braeuburn’s every jerk that fantasy was torn away. Finally he came worth a bucket, soaking Pinkie’s cheeks and back legs with more gooey cum. He let out a roar of primal satisfaction as Pinkie let out an involuntarily squeal.
	Finally, it was Soarin’s turn. He trotted up to Pinkie’s mortified face, and undid her ball gag. Before she could scream, he jammed his primary sexual organ into Pinkie’s mouth. He felt her wet gums around it, and her tongue thrashing around, trying to somehow avoid the taste, impossibly. Soarin’ yelled, “Start sucking, Pinkie.” Pinkie tried to resist. “I said START SUCKING, YOU DIRTY LITTLE CUNT!” He yanked on Pinkie’s frizzy mane and she screeched.
	Then she yelled, “Okay, okay!” through his dick and started slowly sucking on it as though it were a popsicle.
	“Faster! Come on, FASTER! I SAID FASTER, YOU NASTY FUCKING SKANK!!” Pinkie picked up the pace. “Whoooa yeah…that’s it…just a little more…EEEUUUNNNGGGHHH!” Soarin’ came in Pinkie’s mouth, so much that she started to gag on his jizz. After he released his cock, she began gasping and coughing up globs and globs of semen. It got all over her face and neck. Her cheeks were completely stained with tears of misery. Soarin’ stepped back.
	Big Mac said with a satisfied smile, “Well, I guess that will do…for today. Now you’d best not go tellin’ anypony about this, Pinkie, because then we’d have to kill ya. Have a wonderful night!” The three stallions walked out of the Sugarcube Corner, leaving Pinkie on the floor, drenched in tears, sweat, saliva and cum, still crying, still blindfolded, still with her front hooves bound. For hours, she just layed there, and wished she was dead. But she wasn’t dead. She would have to live with that memory for the rest of her life. She may never be happy like she used to be again…

THE END?