Nega-Twi Hatefuck (lewd)

Prompt:
>antiTwi will never step on your balls and call you a disgusting degenerate when you start throbbing and leaking cum from the sensations alone as a way to vent out yet another defeat

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>"You IMBECILE! What was that for?!"
>To be honest, your fist probably hurts a lot more than that purple wood shithead's face.
"You kicked my dick, Twilight! That's over the line."
>"Yeah, well, aren't you into that sort of thing?"
"Not like that!"
>"Ooh, does it hurt, you little baby? Good~ Look, you're still hard, aren't you?"
"T-that's besides the point."
>"You have no point, actually, you don't get to have a point, you disgusting pervert. Now come on, I want to see your hands behind your back again so we can continue."
"Fuck you, bootleg horse..."
>"That's the plan, as long as I get my... kick... out of it too. Get it? Hah."
"Wow, did that take a long time to come up with?"
>Her hoof lands on your cock as an answer. This time a little bit more forgiving, but still pretty hurtful. Just like you like it.
>"Smart-asses like you should know their place." she says, leaning forward. "Do you know yours, big boy?"
"Is it under your hoof, Empress Twilight?"
>Even though you still can't get the sarcasm out of your voice for the sake of this roleplay, it still gets the job done. She's visibly pleased and you can't deny saying those words made your dick throb under Meanlight's hard hoof.
>She leans even closer and her cheek touches yours. In a husky voice that does a poor job of concealing her arousal, she whispers:
>"Exactly, my good Anon."
>Her other hoof touches your chest and that means that all of her body weight shifts to the other one - the one that's squeezing your penis right now.
>You grunt in a wave of pain and you can almost feel Twilight smiling.
>"Soon, all of the Equestria will be under my hoof just like that. And you, dearest, will be rewarded handsomely for your services."
"Services, huh?"
>"Don't get me wrong, you are utterly pathetic. But a mare needs her relief, and when such a big, juicy, throbbing opportunity presents itself..."
"You've been needing that a lot lately."

>Judging by how the mare tenses up this gets deeper under her "skin" than she's comfortable with.
>Your pathetic cock gets an aggravated press - a rather painful one too.
>"That is none of your business, young man."
"Is it though? I thought-"
>"It isnt'!" she cuts you off.
>Immediately her other hoof slides down and stomps down on your sex, prompting a natural reaction from you: a nice shove to the pony's angry face.
"Jesus Christ, I said, that's over the line!"
>"Shut up! You come here so I can relax and this is what you give me?!"
"I'm not your fucking therapist."
>"Exactly, so stop with this taunting, I don't need this!"
>She sounds serious right now.
>"Yes, things aren't going perfect for me. But I don't want some idiot to berate me, especially when said idiot gets off on being humiliated and abused!"
"What does this has to do with-"
>"You're nothing and you know that! You need me way more than I need you. No pony would ever give you a single minute of their life aside from me, especially a minute of satisfying your degenerate kink."
"And yet here you are, miss genius pony, getting your kink satisfied by the only person who can endure it at all."
>"Don't imply that I enjoy it more than just a tension relief."
"Your lusty moans always say otherwise."
>"Well, be grateful for that. Who else would give you the satisfaction of being good enough to please someone. Certainly not your precious "real" Twilight."
"Now you shut the fuck up."
>Meanlight raises her eyebrow and your tonal shift as it seems that it's now your turn to get serious.
>"What, you're still not over it? That's just disgusting."
"Over it? I wouldn't even look your way if you weren't somewhat Twilight."
>"Oh, really now. Big deal."
>She scoffs at that, but her voice trembles at the last moment.
"Do I look like someone who would settle for some third-rate bootleg knock-off because I just love bootlegs so much?"

>"Of course not, you braindead pervert! You wouldn't get the real deal even if you tried!"
"Exactly! I'm fucking pathetic, not-Twilight. So all I get is you. A bootleg human gets a bootleg pony, it's only fair."
>"Why you-"
>She can't even decide what is more insulting, the fact that you don't count her as a real pony, or the fact that you somehow managed to imply she's on the same level as you.
>But when her supposedly brilliant intellect fails to connect the dots, her strong hooves never fail to connect with your body.
>This time your arm gets the blow.
>"Well screw you, you maniac! Scoundrel! Despicable..." she mumbles something, scrubbing the bottom of her insult barrel, but gives up and just growls and continues kicking you.
"Shut the fuck up, you insufferable cunt!"
>You catch her hoof mid-strike and pull it so hard she falls onto the ground.
"I hate you so much."
>She gasps as you pin her down on her side and force her hind leg up just enough to fit yourself in between her thighs.
>"Anon, what are you-"
"Do you think anyone would love you for who you are?!"
>"Get off me!" she screams and gives you one last kick using her lifted leg, going right for your jaw.
>The sudden pain is almost enough to make you soft. Almost.
>You overcome it with all the rage pent up inside of you.
"Shut the fuck up."
>Yet again your fist hits her supposedly wooden head and she flinches in pain. You use this opportunity to finally get this ride going.
>With a force of ungodly rage you ram your cock inside her already wet horse(wood)pussy.
>Her moan is bordering a scream, but you don't let her get all noisy for you.
>The weight of your body is enough to disable her and you grab her mane to force her head into the ground, driving her muzzle in the dirt.
>With the mare being completely powerless under you, you start hammering her as fast and hard as you can.
>You want it to hurt. By god there's nothing more you want right now.

>But you know full well she enjoys this even more than you could possibly do.
>Even though you do your best to keep her face down, her moans still escape her foul mouth.
>Every bit of contempt, every bit of your pain you want to return to her. But all you manage to do is make her cum in the first minute of your mad hatefuck.
>Her mane is still in your grip and you use it to prop her head up. Then you slam it down.
>No reaction. She's lost in a violent rhythm of your relentless pumping.
>So you do it again. With her eyes rolled up and tears streaming down her face, your nega-Twilight is outright broken.
>It's no use doing anything to her now so you just continue fucking her as roughly as possible. It's hard to even get yourself off after what she's done to your dick, even if her marecunt feels fantastic, and you just want to be done with it.
>After some time she comes to her senses somewhat as starts moaning again.
>"S-slow down... Ahhh~"
"Shut it!"
>Your fist plummets her smiling face back into the dirt, wet from her tears.
>For a moment there you think about Twilight, real Twilight. How it would feel to be with her. If it really was her.
>There's no reason to treat this piece of wood like a princess. But for a moment, you imagine it's Twilight in your arms right now, moaning under you...
>That finally makes you cum. You make sure to pull out of this knock-off mare before that. It's not for her.
>Thick ropes of cum cover Meanlight's off-model cutiemark but she can't even react. She's breathing heavily on the ground and just lets out a satisfying sigh in between panting.
>You put your clothes back on in a hurry. Before you go, you hear her speak up, still spread on the ground:
>"Same time next week?"
"...Yeah."
>"Good. Don't be late."
"Whatever."
>You leave her hideout and head home, hoping ponies are still oblivious to you sneaking up in the Everfree every week.