A chuckle made me look up at Master, who was smiling. “You’re funny sometimes.” His grin annoyed me. I was still tired, so I just rolled my eyes. “What was that?” he growled, getting close to my face.

“I… didn’t say—” My lungs were emptied out as he stomped on my back, pinning me to the ground painfully. It was almost like sliding on sandpaper as he hit me with a magical golf club, sending me sliding over the carpet and into the wall with a crack.

“You dare mock me with those eyes?” Fear went through me as I stared in complete shock at him, but for some reason excitement made me chuckle, grinning through the pain. His jaw locked when he growled. “I don’t know what you’re planning, Scootaloo, but I promise it’ll be painful.”

A bit of liquid ran down my leg. I didn’t understand, but this felt wonderful, Master was... he was wonderful. “Mas—” Something seemed to choke me. Whatever it was, it slithered around my body like a molten hot snake, it felt like it was burning through my clothes and painfully constricting. I was lifted into the air, forcing me to attempt to balance with my forelegs pressed tightly to my sides.

Then, a familiar feeling went through me. It was, oh, it was like when I pulled out my feathers. Master, I needed so much more than this. More of my fluid ran down my legs as my insides contacted trying to grip something that wasn’t in me, no matter how my body begged for it.

“I wasn’t finished, you did a lot of things incorrect on that trip. You told them you were school age.” Air seemed to get pushed into my lungs, burning them. “You seemed to have forgotten your table manners and that’s just the start of it.” My clothes started to change colors from the blood as the rope ground into my skin, cutting through them. “And the list goes on and on, I’ve been too nice to you. I think I need to stop playing around with you and seriously start teaching you.”

All I could do was choke as burning air rushed into my lungs. His hooves clopping across the floor made my body shake, and then it all stopped instantly. The sharp gasps for air were like knives, and my body felt like I’d been skinned by rope. Carving out my flesh and going deep inside me, but I could tell from how much I was bleeding, I was just missing my skin. This wasn’t anything more than scrapes.

“Mas-ter,” I moaned, my legs rubbing together.

“You just want me mad, don’t you?! Why don’t you know when to shut up!” The rope seemed to become tighter and tighter, sawing into my skin. Tears started going down my face. Nothing I could do could stop this. As much as my body begged for it more, nothing I could do could end this happily.

“M-or-e,” I begged. Everything loosened causing my limp body to fall to the ground, the air being forced into my lungs stopped, causing me to cough. How quickly you wish the nice things to happen, and this morning was one of them. To be honest, I didn’t understand my body, but it apparently was trying to help me today.

“Get up,” Master growled. Blood dripped to the floor as I unsteadily pushed up and managed to stand. Pain, it was like, I can’t describe it, but I wanted those ropes to burn my insides. “Now, march,” his voice hissed. This order made me start to walk, trying to breathe on my own.

The doors opened, allowing me to walk into the hallway. We started down, going toward the entrance, and an intense burning over my wounds made me shutter to the floor. My bleeding had stopped.

Forcing my body, I stood again, shaking. My legs had spiral blood patters going through the pants. Even though I was in a huge amount of pain, my insides cringed together beautifully but that mattered little. I needed medical help, I was losing too much blood.

“Mas-ter, I think, I need, Sethi again.”

“Stop acting like a foal.” The moment his hoof connected with my side, pain welled like a bomb, launching my body down the hallway and rolling to a stop at the start of the stairs. And like that bomb, my insides exploded in stinging pleasure, making me drool. I needed more than this, I needed so much more. As he approached, I curled into a ball and started crying the best I could.

“Sto-sto—”

“Unfurl yourself.” Refusing his command felt horrid, I didn’t want to disobey him, and I wanted him to punish me for existing. “NOW!” Each one of my muscles detracted at his command, and my body whipped opened, forcing me onto my back so my belly was pointed up in the air.

To me, it seemed like his gaze was charring my skin, but he moved down, undoing my bloody pants and then moving down my panties. His wet tongue slide inside, making it feel like there were razors made of ice scraping my tubes. Master got a mouth full of how wet he was making me, how badly I needed him inside me.

A gasping whimper-moan escaped me in almost a high squeal. The razors were dancing deeper and deeper inside my tubes, heading for only one place, my womb. When they reached the entrance, it spread. It was like being punched in the gut fifty times as it was forced open to allow the razors entry. Ohhhh, it was magic.

“Mnnmnn,” I moaned.

Then Master pulled out and kissed me. Blood started to go down my tongue, I knew it wasn’t his. However, it wasn’t the blood that made me cringe; it was the razors as they started to dance in my mouth, before working their way down my throat. My hooves wrapped around him, pulling him closer to his surprise.

I started choking when the razors going down my throat began spinning;they then broke apart turning into razor ants. They were infecting me! Spreading quickly to my lungs and stomach ripping through to nearby organs. Begging in my mind was pointless, Master couldn’t hear me, but he didn’t need to.

“Enjoying our kiss?” Master whispered into my ear. Slowly the air left my lungs as the razors and other pain disappeared, being replaced by light feeling of being dropped. Looking at myself, my eyes went wide seeing no blood, just unzipped pants. In fact I couldn’t taste blood either, it was all in my head.

“Y-y-yes,” I answered, confused somewhat as I swallowed with a dry mouth. “More,” I begged.

“More you say, very well.” In a swift movement my pants and panties came off, showing my privates. Pulling me closer to him, he laid against the wall to the stairs and pressed my snout roughly against his large shaft. “You are to suck me till I’m satisfied. Or you’ll really be in trouble.”

As he commanded, I with started licking and suckling at his tip. Then everything up ended as he picked me up and turned me upside down, giving him full access to me with my head toward the ground and plot in the air.

A nibbling sensation around my sensitive parts made my body tense, but Master then started biting painfully, and a single sharp nip to break through causing me to involuntarily quiver in delight. Blood started running down inside me from one nip too sharp. His tongue ran circles in the blood smearing it around inside my opening, mixing the ruby liquid with my clear pleasure.

His member was fully up by that time of course, and his tongue seemed to spike inside me. Gasping was the right choice; he shoved my mouth onto his member, forcing me to painfully deep throat it, choking me.

The feeling of being choked wasn’t bad, in fact it made me able to suck even harder than before, using the entire length of my tongue to clean Master’s member the best it could. It was salty, fleshy goodness.

“Mmm,” I groaned, and he moaned.

When he pushed me down, his dick went so deep inside me, I could feel it almost going into my stomach. Nothing that big should ever go down that deep normally. It spread my windpipe to almost the breaking point. It was like my throat was starting to stretch and rip at the seams.

Then my body was pulled up, allowing me only a split second of air before it was thrust back down onto him. A bit of pre-sex lubricant came from his tip, allowing the next few up and down moments to become somewhat easier.

Air, air, air! My body screamed at me as he held me down on his dick, my nose nuzzled his balls. His hooves moved my body around on it, turning me around like one large spinning top.

“Scootaloo, the best dick warmer.” Master pulled me up off his dick, allowing me to gasp in air, but that was replaced by another gasp for air. A stinging feeling rolled around my entrance as his member slid inside me with a punch to the gut of force. “Ah, there’s the sex I’ve been wanting.”

“Harder!” I pled.

Turning his body, he slid me around away from him while I was still on his member, and then slammed me chest first against the wall, holding my back down with one hoof. Finally, I was able to breathe normally. A loud moan escaped me when he started going up and down inside me, mashing against my womb.

As much as it felt like my insides were ripping—oh, I wished they were—it was that single nip that was causing me so much pain. If only there were ten big ones and not just a dinky shallow cut. My body slid up and down the wall, my entrance screamed as he rubbed his skin against the wound. I needed him to push me down more, so I pushed up making him slam me against the wall, crushing my chest.

As the crushing feeling filled me, the strap around my wings came off. They felt so tired after being locked away for so long, but that wasn’t the best part. I knew Master wanted them open, I spread them.

Oh the sound of dislocating bone made me clamp onto him as hard as I could. His hoof dislocated my left wing at the joint. My throat closed, causing me to choke down the pain as my wing hung limp. However, he moaned loudly as my insides wrapped around him in drenched bloodied happiness.

“Talk about a turn on. Now the other wing.” Overall my body wasn’t taking this abuse as well as I wanted it to. Shakily, my wing lifted up and, just like I wanted, his hoof smacked it just in the perfect spot dislocating it. He then started going harder, holding me by my wings. Master pinned them to the wall as he slid in and out of me. Every inch of my insides trembled and contracted around him as he dug his hooves beautifully into my wing’s joints, pressing the bones into my skin. It was almost as if my insides swirled in his delight.

When he pulsed, Master grabbed me, pulling me close to him; kissing my neck as he finished inside me. Warmth, pure and simple. It filled up my womb till it was dribbling out of me, mixing with blood that was sliding down his silky dick.

“I love you, Master. Please, break my wings.” Looking up, I kissed his neck begging him the best I could. The wing pain disappeared, and I looked, realizing that they hadn’t been unstrapped in the first place.

“What’s wrong with you? I would never break your beautiful wings! And why would you want me to do that?”

“Master, so long as you’re with me.” I leaned back into him and lifted up my hoof, rubbing his face ever so softly as my back pressed against his hot chest. “You can do anything you want to me, and I’ll still beg for more.” His eyes went wide as my words ripped through his mind. “Because no matter what you do, no matter what you say. I’ll love you forever, not even death will pull me from you.” He kissed me and rubbed my belly with one of his hooves, moving in a circular pattern.

“You have no idea what joy those words bring me.” Softly, he kissed my neck, swaying his tongue just a little across my skin. “Those words are true for myself as well, because I’ll always love you forever, but that doesn’t get you out of your punishment. Just means more sex for the both of us.”

“Punish me more.”

“We don’t have the time right now.” The wound he had nipped burned closed. The feeling of blood and cum mixed, cooling the small wound providing me with a bit of sadness, then he started sliding me up again.

“Again, please~” I begged. Of all the times we had sex, there was always some kind of pain, whether it was my hips cracking or my skin ripping to something else entirely. There was pain. So for me to get turned on like I wanted, I needed more. Blood and cum weren’t the only things that were making it easy for him to slide in and out of me.

“We need to clean up and go meet our guests.” He pulled me off and set me down in front of him as he leaned back first against the wall. “Now clean.”

It took me a moment, but I leaned forward and started licking him clean. It wasn’t a bad taste to be honest, in fact the blood, the blood tasted... good? I didn’t understand, the taste of blood never appeased me like this. In fact, the last time I tasted blood and cum, I almost threw up from the taste, but now... My tongue slid with ease across his skin, lapping up even the smears of blood on his belly up to his chest.

Master smiled, closing his eyes as I cleaned his fur of blood. There was his scent again, it was heavenly, but, I needed more than a smell. “Master you smell really good.” I took in a deep breath of his scent licking his neck.

“You smell good to, but a bath does sound good. Morning baths are always very calming, and-OW!” Master shouted, shocked. His head snapped to me as I started to lick up blood from a bite on his shoulder, having bitten just in between his vest and neck, deep enough to bleed, but no real damage. “What the hell, Scootaloo?!”

“I need more of you inside me, Master.” I slid down onto him, making him grunt. He wasn’t very hard, but enough that he easily filled me up. Plus he was long enough, that even though I was able to get him inside me, I was still by his neck lapping up the blood. “Please Master, I need it so bad, please, fill me more.”

“Why are you sucking my blood though, that’s disgusting.” For a moment his body tensed as my tongue dug lightly inside his wound. “Ow, okay, just suck don’t try and take a chunk of flesh. You’re not a vampony.”

A stream of blood ran down the corner of my mouth. “Master, maybe I am, your blood, it’s wonderful.”

Master groaned a little. “You’re acting weird.”

Going up to his ear, I whispered, “I’m still horny, Master. Please, I need my second dose, and I need it rough.” His dick pulsed at my words. “I need you to break me, and then grind me into the ground.”

“Um, sir.” We both turned to see Al, standing frozen in the hallway. “You might want to take that to your bedroom while we have guests.” Al looked at me dripping blood from both ends and a bit of cum sliding down Master.

“Ready a first aid kit in my bathroom please.”

“Right away sir.” Al hurried away without a second glance, and I started licking Master’s shoulder.

“Stop licking my blood.” I pulled back, my insides were so much warmer now. “This is at least the second time you’ve enjoyed eating or drinking blood. I think we need to talk to Sethi about this.”

“But Master, I want to be your vampony.” His chuckle made me smile as I licked his wound clean.

“Come on, I really don’t want to get you addicted to my blood.” Master pulled me off his shoulder and dick, lifting me up, and causing me shiver cold. My throat and stomach were a lot warmer, but everything else was much colder. “Damn, you really bit in deep. I might need stitches.”

“I’m cold,” I whined slightly. He looked confused for a moment. “Can I have my pants and panties back?” They floated into the air and went back onto me. “I’m sorry for being so needy, Master. You do taste wonderful, and my insides are so toasty now that I have something of you inside me.”

Getting up, he set me onto his back and walked back toward his bedroom. We went right to the bath, a first aid kit was waiting on the sink counter and the bath was already starting to fill up with warm water.

A moist wind went under my clothes and pulled them off as his vest came off, all of them going over and depositing into a basket by the door. The Master bathroom. Oh the name made me smile from the double entendre. It was much bigger than most bathrooms, probably as big or bigger than my room back home. In fact I could swim in this tub if I wanted to; Master could float in it, even as big as he was.

“First to get cleaned up,” Master said as we went into a large glass shower taking off our clothes. It started and he cleaned me up first before washing himself. Once that was done, he turned off the shower and brought in the first aid kit, setting it down. When I reached for it, his magic pushed me away. I looked down a little ways from him as he fixed his shoulder. “Damn it, Scootaloo, did you really have to dig your teeth in so fucking deep? What do you have? Timberwolf fangs? These teeth holes are really deep. Open your mouth.”

When I opened my mouth, he made my jaw hurt a bit as it was stretched close to the limits, he looked at my teeth. “Master?”

“You do have fangs, how the hell did you get those? Actually all of your teeth are sharp as well.”

“What do you—oh.” He let my mouth close, and I coughed a bit. “Oh yeah those.” I looked away a little bit.

“When and how did you get fangs? You better not be a vampony or I, well actually that would be a lot of fun.” He gave a small chuckle. “Never the less, how did you get fangs. Of the few ponies I know that have them, they are very monstrous ponies. They have literally eaten other ponies.”

His look made me blush. “Well one time my friends and I were out on a quest for our cutie marks. We got lost for a while in the frozen north. We all nearly starved to death huddled in a cave together, it had been a few days since—”

“Wait, you didn’t eat your friends right?” Master gave me a look of disgust, and I rolled my eyes.

“Of course not! I had forgotten to eat before the trip. So I basically hadn’t eaten for an entire day more than them, and we were stuck in a cave for about a week without food, we managed with ice and a small fire. However I got so hungry I snuck out and captured a small snow rabbit.”

“You ate a rabbit?”

“Bunny, it was still young. Both of my friends were frightened that I had killed the rabbit by breaking its neck. However, after I cooked it, they changed their minds, but only I got sharp teeth from it.”

“Why only you?”

“There were two rabbits, I only brought the bunny back to the cave.” His eyes went wide in shock. “Don’t look at me like that! I was starving to death! We were saved three days later, we would have frozen to death without those pelts!”

“You ate an entire rabbit.”

“It was raw, but can I have a mirror?” A small mirror floated into the shower, and I looked at my teeth. They were sharper, much sharper than before. They stood out among my other teeth. “Those are much bigger than before.”

“So wait, you had a problem with killing a criminal, but not two defenseless little bunnies? Oh you monster.” Master snickered.

“There’s a difference between killing to stay alive and killing to kill. In both cases I didn’t want to, but did I have a choice?”

“Nope.” He smiled and kissed me. “You’re much sexier now that I know you can eat raw meat. I might just feed you a few slabs.”

“Please Master, it tastes horrid.”

“You bit me! Did you honestly think you wouldn’t be punished for hurting me? I’m going to need stitches! And that’s if they don’t get infected.”

“I’m super sorry,” I said a bit condescendingly. “It’s just when I tasted my blood, it warmed me up. Please, I didn’t mean to—”

“Hurt me?” he growled.

“I wasn’t going to say that,” I said, chuckling nervously.

“Oh yeah?”

“I didn’t want to make you mad. Yeah, that’s what I was going to say. I didn’t want to hurt you, but, you tasted, really… good.” I bit my lip and a bit of blood ran down it as my body quivered remembering the taste.

“Scootaloo!” I snapped out of it. “You will not bite me again, or I’ll remove those damn teeth.”

“Ye-yes, Master.” He kissed me, pulling me close against his really hot body, it was almost uncomfortable. But I would trade most anything to press against it forever. “I love you so much, Master.”

“Sir.”

We both turned to Al by the door, and Master opened the shower door. “Yes?” Master asked.

“Duke Silver Tip is inquiring when you’ll arrive.”

“Tell him we’ll be there in around twenty minutes.”

“Yes sir.” Al left closing the door behind him.

“Impatient as always.” He finished patching his shoulder and picked me up carrying me to the bath. We soaked in the hot water. It was almost entrancing how it loosened my body. I was lucky yesterday’s beating wasn’t too severe. Though I could only hope tonight I would be thoroughly punished.

Everything inside me quivered as I lay on Master’s chest, enjoying everything about his sweet embrace. I needed to do this so much more often. A hint of sadness rolled through me as I remembered Balai. It was her wish to die, even if I had managed to save her, would she really have wanted—I shook my head a little. I can’t afford to think like that, or the guilt of my actions would really push me over.

“Master, I love you.” I looked up, and he pulled me up kissing me. “Please, tell me you love me.”

“For as long as I live.” Even though I knew he would say that, it’s always nice to know I can get it confirmed whenever I want to. “But sadly we have guests. So we have to get out, get dry, and put on a new change of clothes.”

Lifting me out of the bath with his magic, he used towels and a bit of magic to dry us off completely. Brushes rushed to our hair getting out all the knots and tangles. Once that was done, a complete white outfit floated out of the bedroom and fitted to me, making sure my gifts were on the outside.

A different white vest from the one he normally wore flew onto him so we matched. If Master got seed on our clothes nopony would know. The thought made me giggle, causing him look at me as he set me onto his back.

“If we get dirty, I bet not a single pony would notice.” Master snickered at my joke and walked out of the bathroom heading upstairs.

Author's Note

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