(Trixie's) Punishment by anonymous

(Trixie's) Punishment
by anonymous

	“Let me go at once!” The blue unicorn pony exclaimed. “I am the Great and Powerful Trixie and I demand that you MMMPHHH!” Her sentence cut short from a hoof pressing down on top of her snout. Dirt and grass filled her mouth and nostrils as she tried to breath.

	“That’ll be enough outa you, you gall darn braggert!” Applejack had enough of this blue bitch, and had more than a little anger after being humiliated in front of everypony. “And don’t even think of using none of that bullpucky you call magic, or my friends and I might have to get a little rough with ya!” She said, pressing Trixie’s nose harder into the ground. The ropes holding her front hooves to the stakes were tightened by another pony, while more and more ponies gathered around to watch the outsider receive punishment for her actions.

“You sure made a mess of our town, and I’m afraid that it would only be fair if we had the chance to deliver an equal amount of justice, ” Twilight looked down on the restrained and angry pony. “The misuse of magic is intolerable in the Princess’s eyes, and we would do her a disservice just to let you run out of here without teaching you a lesson.”

“I say you let me drag her on up to the clouds, and drop her! See if she can magic herself out of that!” Rainbow Dash joked, possibly. “Then she can appreciate what a true pony can do!”

“Now Dash, there’s no need to behave like a ruffian, lest we become uncivilized and lower ourselves to her level.” Rarity was still working on her hair, which was still an unpleasant shade of blue-green, but she had managed to straighten it back into shape.

“Fine, but I still say she could do with a little taste of her own medicine.” Dash said as she turned away.

“AJ, ” Twilight said in a disapproving voice, “Let her breathe. She’s gonna need her lungs here in a minute.” Applejack reluctantly took her hoof off of Trixie’s snout, letting the blue unicorn gasp for air, but she didn’t take her eyes off of her.

Apple Bloom walked up, followed by a very large and somewhat disinterested red male pony.

“Ah brought big brother like you said sis, but he ain’t too thrilled about bein’ a part o’ none o’ this!”

“Well, he oughta be. In fact, he should be counting his lucky starts to be invited to our little party here,” Applejack said, still with an angry tone, but with a sly smile on her face. “It’s not everyday a big man like himself gets to be introduced to a filly with such a lovely little mouth.”

“WHAT! What’s going on here! What are you ponies gonna do with me?!?” Trixie screamed, struggling to free herself. Her front hooves were tied to the ground, and the rope was holding her chest and neck down as well. She tried pulling herself loose with her rear legs, until she realized what kind of compromising position she was putting herself in. “No, NO NOOOO! You can’t be serious! I’m sorry! I just wanted to put on a show! I didn’t want to really hurt anypony or damage anything! If those two idiots hadn’t brought that Ursa Major...”

“Minor, it was just an Ursa Minor,” Snails reluctantly said. “Besides, I thought you could handle it no prob!”

“Well, apparently she wasn’t up to the task, Darling. But we shall give her another chance to handle something, say, just as large!” Rarity winked at Big Macintosh, who just rolled his eyes. He really wasn’t interested in doling out the punishment in front of everyone, and especially not in front of Fluttershy, who was watching from behind a tree. He knew she had a bit of a crush on him, even though she was too shy to say anything about it. Truthfully, just about every girl pony around had a crush on him, and some weren’t as discreet about their affections. He looked down at Trixie, who was still struggling to free herself, her magic being kept in check by Rarity and Twilight, as she turned around to look at him. A look of pleading and terror was on her face, and it was just about too much for his soft heart to bear.

“Ah jeez, big brother! Will ya just get on with it already!?” Applejack yelled. “You’re just about as mushy as a week ole apple in the sun!”

“Ah s’pose we can’t jus’ change the sentence ta community service?” Big Macintosh asked quietly. A glare from Applejack answered him. “Well, fine. Ah was jus’ suggestin’...” The stallion ambled up behind where Trixie was held down, rear dangling in the air... enticingly. Despite his personal feelings, he felt himself growing ever-so-slightly aroused. Her look was one of terror, and pleading, and he forced himself to ignore it. Sighing one last time, he placed his front hooves gently onto her rump and reared up.

“NOOOOOOOO! PLEASE, BY CELESTIA, NOOOOOO!” screamed Trixie on seeing his massive organ. She bucked more, trying her damnedest to get out, and the struggling excited Big Macintosh even more. His instincts taking over, he snorted, and positioned himself to penetrate her comparatively delicate orifice. By now, she was a complete madpony, gnashing her teeth, screaming, and trying as hard as she could to escape. With his weight on her hindquarters to prevent her kicking, though, and the ropes tying down her front hooves and head, she could do nothing but squirm enticingly.

Fluttershy watched as this happened, now shaking herself, ‘safe’ behind a tree. As Big Macintosh climbed up on the Formerly-Great and No-Longer-Powerful Trixie, she slipped behind the tree, unable to watch any longer. She had seen him... actually getting excited by this. Until she had lost her nerve, she saw reluctance disappear bit by bit as he settled in to... to-

A horrifying squeal, like a wounded animal, erupted from behind the her tree. Fluttershy cringed and refused to follow her instincts to see if it was a cute little creature that she could help... she knew better. A tear rolled unbidden down her face, both out of pity for the filly now being violated-- and for some other reason, something she couldn’t explain.