Midna's Story

A small gray figure wrapped in a bright red jacket was moving across a sparse landscape of dirt and dead plants. Hatter had come to realize that bad things tended to happen to him when he went hunting around for people to perform illegal and illicit acts on.

So, from now on he was trying to avoid doing anything illegal that might end badly for him. Of course, he could not retire to the city because of the fact he was a known killer and trying to retire to a population center would only end badly. So, he had found himself in quite a pickle. He needed a way to make money, and he needed a place that was out of the way.

Becoming a gemstone miner was the perfect response to both of these things. It was just him, his pickaxe, and whatever gemstones he could dig out of the ground. He had already collected enough gemstones to fill a large pouch. Honestly, Hatter did not know why more ponies did not do this. It was so easy and it was going to make him enough money to build a proper house out here.

He swung his pixaxe into another rock and attempted to split it open. His magic was not the strongest in the world, but with the weight of the pickaxe it managed to take a deep crack in the boulder.  He brought the pickaxe back again and swung it forward with all his magical might.

The boulder now had a deep crack in it. One final swing later and the rock split in two. His magic begin to collect up the gemstones into his pouch. He had enough gemstones to call it a day.

It was only natural that it was at this point everything went wrong. There was a deep rumbling from beneath the ground, like something burrowing beneath it. This of course caused quite the worry for Hatter, who's horn glowed and pulled out his weapons, getting ready to fight whatever was causing all the racket.

Hatter was not expecting the ground beneath his feet to explode however. A huge diamond dog jumped from beneath the ground, tossing the stallion high into the air as he screamed out loudly. That was a bit problematic because while he was in a state of panic it would be impossible to focus enough to cast a spell.

His knives clattered to the floor, and he bounced along the ground next to it. Now he was dazed, unable to fight. The huge dog like creature had long limbs that ended in hands and claws, and large gray paws that propelled it along the ground towards him. He crouched down and picked up the stallion, who was still not ready to give up fighting yet. He begin to beat against the back of the huge creature.

Of course, this did not work very well. The dog simply gave a grumble, then picked up a rock and smacked it into the back of Hatter's head. The stallion went limp like a sock, flopping into the powerful shoulder of the huge beast.

The stallion slowly awoke Celestia knows how many hours later. He did not know how ong he had been out, but boy was he pissed. He was going to find whoever had brought him here, then tear them apart. Upon attempting to stand, he encountered more problems.

Life just did not want to give him a break, and now apparently he had been enslaved because he had a thick leather yolk tied around his neck, which was linked to a mine cart. He appeared to have awoken in a mine shaft of some kind... It was clearly not a pony mine shaft because the ceiling was far too high.

Whoever had put him in here was a total idiot however, because he was a unicorn! His horn attempted to light up, but instead it simply sent sharp stabs of pain into his body. He reached a hoof up and touched the horn binder at the base, then cursed loudly, wincing back and bumping into something. He turned slowly, staring at the diamond dog that was glaring down at him.

"Hello?" Hatter asked in a rhetorical and slightly mocking fashion. He had no idea what else he was meant  to say upon being enslaved. There was no real normal response to this situation, so he was just doing the best with the situation he had been put in.

The diamond dog seemed annoyed with his tone however, and picked the small pony up in its huge paws, giving a dark growl. Suddenly Hatter was reminded of just how delicate his body was upon feeling the huge claws of the beast against his body. He was pretty sure that those claws could tear him apart if they so wished.

"Little pony is stupid. Little pony should shut up before boss lady rips little pony in half."
Hatter blinked up at him in a dumbfounded fashion. What the hell was he on about? His brain took quite a while to put everything together, and when he did it was even more confusing.

He heard loud footsteps coming down the hallway towards him, and suddenly he was horribly fearful. So fearful that he attempted to cuddle into the diamond dog for protection from whatever was coming towards him. This did not work however, as the diamond dog placed him down on the ground and scurried away from him in fear.

Hatter was suddenly all on his own, and something scary was heading towards him. His natural reaction was of course to try and run from it, but of course he was tied to a yolk, unable to pull himself free from the cart because of how much it weighed.

A huge female diamond dog was calmly strolling her way towards him, a devilish smirk plastered across her face. She was wearing frankly obscene clothing in the form of a skin tight swimsuit. At a guess, she was at least seven foot tall, easily towering over the tiny form of Hatter with ease.

The skin tight suit was clinging so tight to her that even her massive breasts were not able to sag. They were bigger then double E, Hatter did not even know what the size above that was, but here they were, pressed so tight to the swimsuit that her nipples were almost poking through it. Each breast was bigger then Hatter, and would be able to smoother him easily.

In fact, every part of her could kill him. Her claws could tear his body apart with ease, her breasts could force the air from his lungs, all while looking extremely sexy in that stupidly tight suit. The only part of her body that was not covered by the suit was her huge paws. They were massive, big enough to crush him...

And by a cruel twist of fate, they were the absolute focus of his attention because of the fact he had a paw fetish. He watched the dirty pink pads as they moved across the ground towards him, each footstep and jiggle of her huge hips made the ground shake slightly.

Hatter could not run, he could not hide, and he could not pass out either. So he did the only thing he could and attempted to cower behind the mine cart. The diamond dog gave an airy chuckle that was extremely sadistic. Then she lifted the mine cart with one hand, the claws digging into the metal as the chain pulled taunt, lifting Hatter by his yolk.

Of course, this meant that it dug into his neck, practically hanging the poor stallion. She watched him kick and squirm for a few moments, his legs kicking as his shaft throbbed shamelessly between his legs. He could not help it, the way her green eyes were staring at him, the thought of those huge paws... They were all turning him on so much.

And then she slammed him to the ground, hard enough them he heard his bones click. Then one of her huge paws pressed down onto him,  crushing his erection against his hips as he was crushed against the ground. It hurt his balls quite a lot, but instead of focusing on that, the only thing he could focus on was the strong scent of chocolate coming off her paws.

She looked down at him and bared her teeth. "You're quite the little paw slut are you not?"  She asked, twisting her paw and making it dig cruelly into his balls. The poor stallion let out a whimper, and she shook her head sadly. "Here's the deal. I like you, you are entertaining. If you do hard labor for fifteen hours mining lots of shiny gems for me, then I will let you come to my chambers and play with my paws."

Hard labor? Hatter did not like the-

"However." She begin, twising her paws which cut his words off. "If you dare defy me in any way." Her paw twisted harder, and he screamed. "I will make your life hell. Understand?"

Hatter nodded rapidly, and then she shoved the weight off his balls, making him scream out again before she begin to move away from him with a soft laugh. Hatter wanted to curl up, but he knew that might only make things worse. So he did the only thing he could, and begin to work.

Splitting rocks was hard, and mining was even harder. Hatter was by no means a strong pony, and without the aid of his magic to help him with the work, his mouth was soon coated in bleeding blisters and sores. The wooden handle of the pick he had been given was painful to use, and the tip of both blades had been blunted almost beyond use.

Still, he did really like paws, and as he could not yet escape, the only thing he had to do was mine as much of the various gemstones as he could. Sure everything tasted like blood and pain, but he was going to get paws later!

Soon he was pretty sure that he was going to collapse, he weakly swung the pickaxe forward one last time, wedging it in a rock that he then collapsed against, drooling blood everywhere before he passed out. He managed to roll into the recovery position to prevent himself from choking to death on his own blood.

Then he phased into the sweet grasp of being out cold, where in the least he did not have to taste his own blood or worry about smashing apart rocks to get gemstones.

He did not know how long he was out for, but even sleep did not stop all the pain that kept tearing through him, it only served to dampen it slightly as he attempted to dream sweet horsie dreams about mares and eating grass. Even these were beyond him however, because they were pulled away from him by being dragged back into the realm of the waking world.

Hatter assumed that it was Midna who had once again woken him, but instead it was the crack of a whip across his back. It dwarfed the pain in his mouth easily, being more akin to having a white hot pole smacked into his back then any kind of hide whip. A curse tore from his lips and he dragged himself to his hooves, turning towards the source of the whipping.

Behind him was a female diamond dog wearing a leather jacket and holding a leather whip that had runes carved into it, clearly the source of the extreme pain that had tore through his body. Hatter was not happy about the pain that he had just been put through, but once again he was distracted by sex as the diamond dog was not wearing anything else besides the jacket, which was currently hanging open to expose her massive breasts and dripping cunt.

The stallion estimated that her breasts were at least an E in size, and her paws were equally massive. The fact that she was a bipedal dog had moved her cunt from beneath her tail to between her legs, and the scent of her powerful musk tore through his mind, taking him away from the cruel world of pain he had found himself in.

And then the diamond dog cracked the whip across his back, once again causing every one of his nerve endings to start screaming, telling his body to run or fight from this situation. But his body would not allow him to do so, he was busy staring at her paws and the dripping snatch between her legs.

Even though he was attempting to run, his muscles seemed to have stiffened up, refusing to do anything that he ordered of them. It took his brain several moments to figure out why, and it was not until the diamond dog moved the whip away that it became obvious.

The whip clearly had some kind of shocking or stunning element to it, along with causing agony, likely to stop the subject from struggling too hard and harming themselves.

She, he did not not even know her name, moved the whip away “Small pony get back to work now.” She cracked the whip against the ground to show what would happen if he chose to ignore the order.

With her musk flowing through his mind and his cock throbbing between his legs, there was no way he was in a posistion to ignore her orders, and he slowly leaned down, picking the tool up in his maw and swinging it down into one of the rocks as hard as he could.

It broke apart, and he moved the gems into the cart, then pulled the cart along and repeated the process. He was so tired, his body wanted to give out, and yet the scent of having a breeding female right next to him kept him moving forward, kept him mining and digging for gems to please the females that were abusing him so.

Time seemed to pass in a blur because of the amount of musk that was currently flowing through his veins, his cock throbbing frantically beneath him and occasionally dripping pre into the dirt. There were many females around him, but it was impossible for him to count them, everything seemed to simply pass in a blur as the females surrounded him with their musky bodies, occasionally taunting and insulting him for various reasons.

Hatter did not even notice that his time was up until one of the diamond dogs pulled his yolk from off around his neck, instead swapping them for a collar and leash to lead him back towards the throne room.

His hooves were moving, but to him it felt like he was floating just above it, his hooves not even touching the ground, at least until he was suddenly and roughly dumped onto the ground at Midna’s massive paws. The stallion’s mind was broken into several dozen shards, and it took him several moments to fully pull his mind back together, by which point she was using as him as a living, furry paw rest.

“W-what… What is happening?” He squeaked, finally managing to take in the world around him. And then instantly having his world once again taken away from him as the massive musky paws were pressed into his face.

“Shut up and lick them clean for me you stupid stallion,” The giant diamond dog spat. That was Hatter put in his place straight away, he dared not argue or complain least the massive female put weight on her paws.

She would easily be able to crush the life out his body with the massive musky paws that were currently pressed into his face, numbing his mind and… He had forgotten where it was that he had been going with that train of thought, but he did not care, his tongue slowly extended out of his mouth and pressed into the rough pad of her food.

Thinking was so hard, each thought seeming to have a lead weight tied to it, weighing it down and slowing his mind to a crawl. That was fine however, he did not need to think, he simply needed to lick at the massive paws.

His tongue begin to move back and forth slowly, gathering up the massive amount of musky dirt and pulling it into his maw. Dogs had scent glands in their paws and-

Where was he going with that thought? He had forgotten… Mind… thinking hard. Lick… Work paw… Please female. His member spurted pre all across his chest, and then he begin to lick faster with a soft, submissive whimper.

Midna watched all of this happen with a look of pleasure locked onto her face,