“How is she?” Jerard’s voice asked.

“She’s fine,” Sethi said, making noise. “You got her here in just in time. Making her throw up saved her life; I don’t know where she got the pill.”

“She probably grabbed it when you weren’t looking.” he growled. I opened my eyes and looked around, seeing them; we were in a bedroom as far as I could tell. Other than a machine next to me and the bed under me, there wasn’t anything in the room, or so I guessed from first glance.

“Oh, she’s awake.” Sethi said, frowning. Jerard looked at me and smiled. I tried to swallow, but I couldn’t. I looked around and my heart started to go faster. I couldn’t move; only my eyes worked. “I'll leave.” Sethi said. As she left, he grinned.

“Hello there. You should know your little stunt was a bit of a surprise. Oh, and don’t worry about moving. I have you on a drug that completely immobilizes you. You can’t even breathe on your own, but you can feel everything.” He rubbed my thigh.

“MMMM!” I yelled.

“Oh, you can make grunts and such, but you can’t move your jaw to talk.” He smiled and made my bed lean, allowing me full view of the room. My eyes locked onto a cage with a black blanket covering it. “And look who we have here.” He went over to the cage and pulled off the cloth.

“MMMM!” I screamed, crying.

“Little mommy dearest.” My mom was gagged, blindfolded, ear-muffed, and tied up rather tightly. “Oh my, oh my.” he grinned. “You see, you won the bet. But I’m not just mad; I’m furious. So I’m going to kill your mother unless, and I say this with great weight to my voice, you accept my victory over you completely.”

“Mmmm!”

“Bring it in!” he shouted as my eyes shifted to another cage. Two stallions in black masks set it next to the other one. I whimpered as he took the sheet off the cage’s, revealing my dad tied up like my mother.

“Mmm.”

“Oh you given up already?” I looked around, trying to move. “Blink twice for yes, and once for no.” I blinked twice; he grinned. “Well I’m glad, but now I’m going to rape your parents. You’re going to watch, but let’s not forget.” He smiled. “Bring in the last one!” A stallion came in going over to him and whispered in his ear. “WHAT?!”

“I’m sorry, Sir; but she nearly killed our entire squad. She nearly broke all of our wings. She’s extremely fast and strong.”

“THERE ARE FIFTY OF YOU! Are you seriously trying to make me believe you can’t capture one Pegasus!?”

“Sir, she can do rain booms like they’re nothing. Just one of the rainbooms took out thirty of us; the second nearly took out all of us. She then attacked the rest physically. We didn’t even have a chance against her.” I giggled with glee, though it sounded more like a high pitched whine than a giggle. He looked at me angrily, which caused me to whimper in fear.

“You think that’s funny?” I blinked once. “Then drug her or something,” Jerard snapped at the pony.

“We can’t, Sir. She gets her food from Sugar Cube Corner; the pony named Pinkie Pie, well… she, um.”

“What?” He growled.

“She completely wiped out our squad on the ground; they didn’t have a chance.” Jerard face hoofed. “Not only that, but we tried the farm in the area as well. Princess Twilight Sparkle was there and, well, we were too scared to even try.”

“I don’t care how you do it. Capture her.”

“We-we tried several approaches sir, but, um… She’s too famous, and, when we tired, everything was a failure.”

“You’re all fired.”

“But, Sir.”

“Get out of my house!” he snarled, and the pony nodded. Jerard went outside with the pony; my ears perked up on reflex. “Al, make sure they are paid and then shown out the door.” I looked around as bits and pieces of me started to move at my command.

“Yes sir.” Al said from behind the door. Jerard came into the room, making me stop to look at him.

“Complete idiots!” He yelled and looked at me, then at the cages, smiling. “Oh well, I have new pets to play with. While I might not have Dash, I have others.” He went over to my father, and I started to panic again. I was glad Dash hadn’t been captured. But my parents were blood, and I still loved them.

“Mmmm!”

“Since you gave up so nicely, I won’t kill them, but I will rape them. Now then, if you be quiet, I'll be nice and not make them bleed.” I blinked twice. “You also have to watch, every last second.” I looked down.

“Ymmm.”

“Now then.” He pulled my dad out of the cage pushing the cage away. My father struggled for a bit. Jerard hit my father’s head hard, making me gasp. My dad stopped fighting as blood ran down his face. Jerard took off my dad’s ear muffs, and then cleared his throat, making a different voice. “If you don’t fight me and do as I say, I'll release you alive.” My dad nodded. “Of course I’m going to rape you. I also have your wife.” My father paused.

“Mmmm.” He said. Jerard took out my father’s gag as he coughed a little. “Fine. I'll do anything you say,” my dad growled. “But if you hurt my wife, I'll kill you. You would be a fool to think that these simple ropes could hold me for long.”

“Magic.” Jerard said and my father scoffed.

“Try it.” Jerard’s horn lit up around my father’s head, and it cracked, making my father grunt a little.

“Don’t be so stupid; now let’s see how your ass feels.” Jerard put on a condom and poured some lube onto it. He went into my father as my father groaned in pain. “Oh, so tight.”

“I’ve had larger.”

“What?” Jerard reacted, surprised. He changed his voice back. “What?”

“Oh please, I don’t cheat on my wife. We live far enough away from each other that we enjoy the company of others of the same sex. However, she’s the only mare I'll ever have.” Jerard grumbled a little.

“Wow, I’m surprised, I can honestly say I didn’t expect that.” My dad grunted and groaned as Jerard kept going, but after some time, my father became hard. “Now for the main course.” Jerard pulled out and went over to my mother, taking her out and pushing the cage to the side. “Let’s see how well you do with another mare, then.”

“No! I refuse.” Jerard put the gag back in and my father struggled as Jerard used his magic to make my father go into my mother, making her moan. My father groaned mad, but Jerard made an extra set of ropes go onto him, which stopped him from breaking free.

Jerard went back and mounted my father forcing him to thrust into my mom, and I bit my tongue as tears flowed down my face. I couldn’t, I couldn’t believe or possibly understand why I was becoming wet seeing this. It was so wrong; I wanted to rip my body apart for every even thinking like this, or feeling like this. My father finally moaned after a few minutes along with my mother, making me stifle a cry.

With a smile Jerard pulled out after a while and threw the condom away. He then went over to me, letting my father keep going. I looked at Jerard, and he smiled as he kissed me. I couldn’t move my tongue yet, nor would I if I could. But then again, the way my body was acting, I wasn’t sure what I’d do or if I would even have control.

“You’re enjoying the show.” He went down and licked me; just from that one little action my skin felt like worms. “Tastes great too.” He went over to my parents and took off my mother’s gag, letting her moan loudly. He then took off her ear muffs.

“Oh Celestia, it’s been a long time,” my mother said, stopping Jerard from talking. “Oh, Dear, are you alright?” My father stopped and Jerard laughed a little. He took out my father’s gag, and my father smiled.

“Thank Celestia it’s you. Wait, how did you know?” my father asked, which caused my mom to scoff.

“Oh please, I’ve never felt another stallion in me. I knew it was you the second I felt you inside me; plus no one else gives that scent off.”

“You’re tighter, a lot tighter than last time.” My father grunted a little.

“Well, seeing as I didn’t plan this, I’m assuming this was either your idea gone horribly wrong or we really were filly-napped.”

“Not a bad way to get filly-napped, if you ask me.” My father said.

“Oh, this is very real.” Jerard said.

“Who’s that?” My mom asked.

“Don’t know. He’s the one that got us, though. He said he would let us go if we did everything he said; frankly, we don’t have much choice.” My father replied.

“Well then, if we are raped by others, forgive me.” My mother said.

“Of course, and I hope you will as well.”

“Honey, you’re mine till death do us part, no matter what, even if we get filly-napped and raped.”

“Well, the stallion isn’t half bad; he’s a little bigger than me.”

“Really?” My mom inquired.

“Yep.” My dad said smirking. Jerard laughed as they turned their heads a little.

“Your love is inspiring,” Jerard said with a chuckle, “but this wasn’t for you. This was for my pet.” They both stopped. “She’s such a priceless gem, and she just recently got her cutie mark too.” Both my parent’s ears went up. “Isn’t that right, Scootaloo?”

“NO!” my mom screamed. Gags went into my parent’s mouths and I tried to move, but nothing worked. Chains went around my parents, completely securing them.

“Woops,” Jerard said talking with his normal voice. “Looks like I blew my cover.” He took off their blindfolds, laughing a little. They looked around for a moment, finding me on the bed crying.

“MMM!” My father screamed as he struggled to get free, but Jerard made my father thrust into my mother. She moaned looking at him, surprised. “Mmm.” She looked back at me, then at Jerard.

“Surprised?” Jerard asked.

“Y...” I managed, which caused him to look at me.

“Oh, you can talk?”

“Yo-you,” I strained to push it out, “p-prom-promised.”

“I promised you I wouldn’t make them bleed!” He came over to me and slapped me, making blood run down my face. He moved back my head to look at him. “But you’ve forced my hoof! I now need to give you reason to stay alive!”

“L-le-let.”

“Let them go?” I blinked twice. “No.” He growled. “I’m not going to let them go. I’m still deciding rather or not I should kill them and feed them to you down a tube. Or I should keep them alive as my whores. Or better yet, maybe I should have your father get you pregnant.” I blinked once. “No?”

“MMM!” My father shouted.

“Shut up!” Jerard snapped.

“MM!” Jerard’s horn lit up, forcing my father to keep going. “MMM!” He moaned after a minute along with my mother.

“Fine,” Jerard whined slightly. “What do you want to say?” He took my father’s gag off, but Jerard kept forcing him to thrust into my mom.

“Let my daughter go.” He grunted pleading. “I'll do anything; just let her go.”

“I’m going to marry her once she gets old enough.” Surprise went across my parent’s faces. “But she keeps trying to kill herself. I was so kind as to give her presents too. I even carved my love into her.” He tapped the scars on my chest. “See, I love her so much.”

“Why would you do…? Oh.” My father finished inside my mother. Jerard’s magic kept him up and thrusting, making my father’s seed to pour into her.

“Because she’s beautiful, isn’t she?” My father groaned. “Well, you see, she survived; it’s rare for a pony to live past my first attack. I broke her wings, raped her, beat her, and so much more. Then, finally, once I was done, I threw her into a river.”

“Then-then, she didn’t crash,” my father’s eyes went wide, realizing. “Why didn’t you tell us, Scootaloo?”

“Actually I’m wondering that, too.” Jerard said, rubbing my neck. I could somehow move my jaw and mouth as well as breathe on my own, but not move.

“Forgive me.” I said.

“Answer us.” Jerard ordered and I swallowed.

“I’m just a weak whore; I couldn’t face you. If I told anyone, I know what would happen to me. Dash would hate me. You two wouldn’t be able to look at me, and he would’ve killed you. I didn’t have any proof, and I didn’t know who he was. I’m sorry. I’m so sorry.”

“Does mommy have something to say?” Jerard took out her gag. She coughed.

“Scootaloo, we would have never…” She paused. “We would’ve run away with you if we had to, but this… if we had known.” She moaned. “We could have done something.”

“I’m sorry. Please, Master, don’t kill them. I won't try to kill myself again. I'll do anything, but please, let them live.” He hummed and grinned.

“Alright, I'll make a deal with you, all of you.”

“Anything.” I said quickly.

“Fine.” My dad said frowning.

“Alright,” my mom said crying a little. “But can you stop him; it’s getting a little painful.” She groaned.

“But look,” Jerard said holding me up. “Your daughter is enjoying it.” making me let out a crying whimper. “Just the thought of you two making love makes her wet with pleasure.” He set me down. “Isn’t that just beautiful?”

“It’s not your fault,” my father said through his teeth. “It’s a natural thing to feel; don’t feel bad about it! Your mother is a very good looking mare, and I wouldn’t say I’m bad looking either. I know your mother is happy with me. We’re sorry for letting this happen to you. I should’ve been...” Tears ran down his face. “Been there to protect you.”

“How touching,” Jerard said grinning. “Now then. I thought about it, and I don’t want to kill you both.” I looked at him. “I want you to grow old and be there for Scootaloo. Love her, help her, and be at our wedding.”

“What?” My mom asked.

“I’m planning on marrying her soon enough, but for me to do that, she needs to be alive and well. IF, and I mean IF, you can convince her to stay alive, I'll let you both live. You’ll be free to go, but you cannot try to get in my way. You’ll support and even push her to me, get mad at her if she disobeys me, and make sure she’s mine forever.”

“What you’re asking is a nightmare.” my dad replied, shaking.

“Think about it: I'll be able to get Scootaloo into Canterlot University.” Jerard said with a silver tongue. Both of them paused. “I have more money than anyone in Equestria. My name has rank, even with Celestia herself. She’ll never have to worry about a thing for the rest of her entire life. Both of you will also be well off, actually. I'll make sure you’re more than comfortable.”

“We would never sell our daughter!” My dad shouted.

“Honey.” My mom said gritting her teeth. He looked at her crying, and he looked to the side realizing she was bleeding. “Please stop him, I-I can’t take it, nor can I think straight enough to give you an answer.” Jerard stopped with his magic and she gasped breathing hard somewhat relieved.

“So?” Jerard inquired.

“We would nev…”

“Please,” I interrupted my dad, and they looked at me. “I don’t care what happens to me. I forfeit my victory. I'll never try to kill myself anymore, but please mom, dad, don’t make me live without you. I-I know I’m worthless, but please. Don’t make me do this alone.” I begged, crying heavily.

“Oh, and so you know,” Jerard said grinning. “I’m going to be using her every day, and night, every hole, whether she bleeds or enjoys it. But I'll rip into her as I please. She’s mine; she’s my pet. I’m her Master till she dies. It won’t matter if I marry her or not. You’ll both have to do anything and everything I say, no matter what it is.”

“F-.”

“Not yet.” He said quickly stopping my mom. “If you both say yes, then you’ll brand her with an X on both sides of her body.” He moved me to reveal the stitching on my right side. “And you’ll have to watch as I enjoy her,” He kissed my neck, “as a sign of good will, of course.”

“I-I.” My mom looked down.

“You’re a monster!” My father shouted.

“And whether you’re alive or not is up to you, but because of that statement, I'll make sure you shove that stallion-hood down her throat, covered in your seed and her mother’s blood. If you want them to live Scootaloo, you’ll do as I say.” Magic hit my body allowing me to move. I groaned a little getting up a little. He helped to get the tubes out of my mouth.

“Thank you.” I said, and he gave me some milk allowing me to drink. I got off the bed, falling to the ground with a thud.

“Scootaloo!” My dad said worried.

“Dad, please.” I got up and I went over to him. I fell to the floor, breathing hard. “Ow.” I stayed there for a moment. “He’s already done plenty to me; he won’t kill me.” I got up coughing a little. “I’m his pet, and you must accept that, or he’ll kill you both. I need you both so much.”

“Fine, make her stop. I'll accept it.” He said looking at Jerard grinning.

“And you?” He asked my mom.

“Yes.” She said.

“Very good. Now, Scootaloo, suck your father and your mother clean. Lick all of your father’s seed, even the puddle on the ground.” I moved and started sucking my father, which elicited a grunt as I started using my tongue. “Make sure he finishes, and don’t deep throat it.” I nodded and kept going. It was beyond disgusting; the taste just washed down my body in a wave of muck, blood and foul.

My father grunted as I finished him, tasting his seed pour down my mouth. I finished him, cleaning all his seed. He was able to sit down as he watched me clean the ground of my mother’s blood mixed with his seed.

“Can she at least have something to stand the taste?” My father asked and Jerard smiled, tossing a bottle of milk to my father. He caught it and gave it to me, letting me wash the taste down. Tears went down my face as I tasted it. I stopped and started again, going for a few minutes before I finished cleaning the floor. I then moved to my mother, making her grit her teeth as I cleaned her.

“Enjoy your mother, and finish her.” Jerard said, chuckling. I drank some more milk to wash the blood out of my mouth. I went back and my mother moaned, blushing deeply as I made her enjoy it. I could feel where she was bleeding from, and it had stopped. That allowed me to hit the sweet spots, making her wet again. I caught every drop as I finished her.

“Done.” I said and finished the rest of the milk. My parent’s chains and ropes fell off; they looked at him and then turned to me, hugging me tightly.

“It’s alright, Scootaloo,” my mom said, tightening her hold. “You didn’t have a choice; this isn’t your fault. Don’t worry.” I smiled.

“Mom, I’m fine; I’m used to it. Just do as he says. Please.” My dad went to move, but I grabbed his leg, stopping him. “Dad, don’t you dare. He’ll kill you, and if he doesn’t, he’ll kill mom and me.” His face fell, and he relaxed.

“I'll… if that’s what you want.” My father uttered, paralyzed by my words. I hugged him close.

“It is.”

“Scootaloo.” I looked at Jerard and left my parents’ grips. I went over to him as he held out a trash can. I grabbed it, throwing up a few times. He let me wash out my mouth with water, causing me to throw up a few more times till I had an emptied stomach and a cleaned mouth.

“Thank you, Master.” I said, coughing and wiping my mouth with a rag. I went over to him, and he sat on the end of the bed.

“Now let’s give your parents a show.” I nodded, and he picked me up with his magic, rubbing me with his stallion-hood. I became wet, blushing as he held me in such a way that my parents got full view of everything.

He went into me, and I squeaked a little, as I was not completely wet. A strain of blood went down his member, and he grinned, kissing my neck while looking at my father. My dad was red in the face. He would kill Jerard if it wasn’t for the fact my mother and I would fall to magic.

“It’s fine,” I said, tears dropping on the floor. “It’s not that bad.” I whimpered as he thrusted, and my mom covered her mouth. My father pulled her into him.

“I want you both to watch what a beautiful mare your daughter’s become. That means no looking away.” My father made my mom looked, but she didn’t fight it. Jerard thrusted a little hard, making me let out a small screech of pain.

“No!” I said to my dad. “I’m fine; it’s not the worse.” Both of my parents shook hard, crying. “I don’t pour blood anymore.”

“Please stop!” my father shouted.

“Oh, we’re not done yet.” I moaned as Jerard made my wings stretch out. “I’m sure she’ll love this.”

“Please; wings are extremely sensitive!” my dad begged.

“I know.” My wings stretch out completely. Over the time with Jerard, they had grown a lot from their usage. They were a few inches longer now and beautifully large. He rubbed my wings with his magic, making me moan and wetting him more as he continued. He stopped after a minute, and I paused.

“More, Master.” I moaned, begging him. I paused to look at my parents.

“It doesn’t hurt now, right?” my mom asked, biting her lip.

“It feels good.” I said with a squeaky voice.

“Then let that feeling take you.” My father said, and I paused. Rarity said the same thing to me; not exactly, but close enough. “If it feels good, then think only about that. It’ll make what’s happening to you more bearable. I don’t think you’ll be able to get out of this, and I don’t think any of us will. So you must enjoy it as much as you can.”

“Beautiful words from your father, don’t you think?” Jerard said.

“Yes daddy.” I cried a little and he looked down.

“You’re not a whore; you’re a good girl,” my mom said shivering. “Whores sleep with entire villages for money, but you’re a far cry from that.”

“Oh, they don’t know about Dash?” Jerard asked, licking the back of my ear and making me moan.

“What did Dash do?” my father asked, frowning.

“She didn’t do anything,” I said, shaking a little and then moaned. “While she slept, I-I ate her out. Jerard didn’t tell me to; it was my doing. But she was having a bad dream, and when I do it to him, he always has good dreams.” I moaned.

“That’s perfectly fine,” my dad said, and my mom looked at him. “You were conditioned to think that; it’s alright and perfectly fine. I’m sure Dash would laugh at the thought of you thinking it was a bad thing. It’s not your fault.”

“Did Dash have a good dream?” my mom asked.

“Yes.” I moaned as he finished inside me, surprising me a little. I looked at him grinning, and I looked down as his seed leaked out of me. He rubbed my belly a little; I could feel it inside me, making me hyperventilate. Something about this was wrong. I didn’t understand it, but it just felt ao wrong to have it pushed inside of me, making me sick.

“Oh that felt good. Let’s see, I only did that the first day.” He pulled me close. Had I not already emptied my stomach, I would’ve thrown up again. “I should do that more often. What do you think Scootaloo?” I coughed a little.

“Can’t you see she’s in pain!?” my father shouted.

“Y-yes Master.” I said as the feeling melted inside my body, making me fall back breathing hard.

“That’s my pet.” He pulled out, cleaning me up a little and setting me down onto the bed; he grinned seeing me. “I'll be back shortly, but if you leave this room or try to attack me once I return. I'll kill you both.” He left, and they ran over to me, getting onto the bed with me. My mother hugged me and held me close to her.

“It’s alright, my filly. It’s alright.” she cried.

“Of course mom,” I said, rather dead. “Master loves me; he wants me to be happy. He even wants you to live with me.” I buried my face into her stomach. “He’s so nice to me, wanting me to be happy.” My parents hugged me tightly crying.

“Here we go.” They looked at him as he reentered the room, levitating two branding irons with Xs on the end. “Get on either side.” They moved to the side of the bed as he gave the irons to both of them.

“Please don’t; this isn’t right.” my mother pleaded.

“There’s already an X on her side. Aim for it, or you’ll have to redo it. Also for ten seconds, if you would.” Jerard said with a rather smooth smile.

“Please.” I said, sitting just right. They looked at me.

“Scootaloo.” My dad said helpless.

“I even have ice packs.” Jerard sang lightly, holding them up with his magic.

“I’m ready. Do it!” I gritted my teeth, and they looked at each other for a few seconds, then they grit their teeth as they pressed it to my side. I yelled a little before smiling. “Hell yeah!” I shouted as they pressed it to me. They pulled off of me as I sat down breathing a little hard. I didn’t know why, but I could stand it this time. Something about it just made it bearable.

“That’s not very fair. You like it when they do it, but pass out when I do it.” Jerard said frowning, and I rolled my eyes a little.

“Yeah, well, you cut it into my skin. They pressed lightly, and look. Same effect; imagine that! So yeah, I like them better.” All of them eyed me at my tone. “What!? You ponies brand me, and I don’t even get to tell you to screw off? How’s that fair? Also, I’m not going to kill myself, and you pretty much made a point of it.” I growled lightly at Jerard, which caused him to grin.

“See why I love her?” They stared at me surprised.

“Can I go take a shower now?” He strapped ice packs to my sides as I held in a scream of pain, but they helped unimaginably. I jumped off the bed.

“I'll talk to your parents. Find a maid; they will take you to my room. We’ll have dinner once you look presentable.”

“What part of branding me looks presentable!?” I snapped at him.

“Just go take a shower.”

“And my parents better show up at dinner. If you try anything funny, you better believe I'll get you back for it. I got the rest of my life to do it apparently.” I jumped off the bed, walking past him and going down the hallway. Having finally regained my balance somewhat, I kept my cool as I found a maid. She showed me to the bathroom in Jerard’s personal chambers.

I started the cold shower, looking around for a minute. I grabbed a gag from the sink and let myself scream, crying as I rolled around in pain. I was good at hiding it, better than I ever thought, but this was complete and utter madness. I rolled up into a ball crying.

“Scootaloo.” I got up quickly and saw my mom frowning, sitting down. I quickly spit out the guard and looked at her.

“Y-yes?”

“I’m so sorry.”

“I’m fine, Mom. Just a little bit of a burn. How are you and dad? He didn’t hurt you or anything, right?”

“We’re fine physically, but your father and I are still shaky.” She held her hoof close to her chest. “Your father wants to kill Jerard, I as well, but,” I smiled, “after all we’ve done to you already, we’d rather live and try to protect you from him then kill him and leave you on your own.”

“Thank you, I don’t know what I’d do if I lost you both. I’m sorry I’m not…” She came in and hugged me, getting wet by the shower.

“You never need to be sorry. If anyone should be sorry, it’s me. I lived with you for most of the time he was doing things to you.” She pulled me closer to her. I could tell her tears mixed with the water. “I also heard you screaming. You’ve been in here for almost half an hour.” I paused.

“So you don’t hate me?”

“I couldn’t hate you. Even if you did the worst things in the world, I would never hate you. I would only love you, as would your father. We’re so sorry we couldn’t protect you against this monster.”

“He loves me.” She made me look at her. “He loves me so much that he wants to keep me alive.”

“I’m so sorry.” She hugged me crying lightly.

“It’s fine, I have a hope it’ll get better, but that’s all I have left.”

“It will. After a while, it’ll stop hurting. Time will heal everything. In time, everything changes; in time, you’ll be happy.”

“I know.” I cried on her shoulder. After some time, we dried off and went to the dining room.

Author's Note

also special thanks to Midnight Legend for editing!

also sorry about slower updating, getting it edited takes time so