“Please, Jerard,” Silver Tip begged.

“No.” Hoofcuffs came from under the table along with a metal strap which went around his wings.

“Stop, please! You don’t need to do this!” Master pinned Silver down, he didn’t fight back. “Please! I’m your brother!”

“You’re right, you are. And I don’t need to do anything, but I want to.”

“Screw off!” Sweetie Belle shouted, blasting away hoofcuffs with her magic. She ran for the door, and Master sighed, lifting her into the air briefly with his magic. She screamed as she sailed towards the door. There was not enough time to properly react as her head slammed full speed into it, knocking her out cold as her body slumped to the floor.

“Don’t hu—” A napkin flew into Silver’s mouth, shutting him up. Cuffs flew over to Sweetie Belle and clamped her four hooves together. I picked up a glass of apple wine and downed it in one gulp. It made me a bit fuzzy. I knew what was going to happen, and I didn’t want to feel it.

“Scootaloo, come over here.”

“But, Master, I’m still hungry.” He turned to me and came over to the table as I licked my bowl of stew clean. “You want me to get fat right?”

For a moment he frowned, but then sighed. “True, I do want you to get fat.” The ladle came over pouring more stew into my bowl, another loaf floated over to my plate, and I started eating again. “You really are quite hungry, aren’t you?” He poured another bowl of stew after a few minutes.

“These bowls and pieces of bread are just small.” I ate a bit slower filling myself up as much as I possibly could. It didn’t take me long to become completely full, and Master lifted me into the air and onto his back.

“There, you’re full.”

“Yes, Master, thank you for the meal.” Master picked both of them up, and I kissed his neck. “What are you going to do to them?” Maybe it was the wine talking, and I hoped dearly it was, but I didn’t care.

“How about we give them a gift.” Master started walking, going into the hallway, and we ended up at the torture room. We went inside, and Master strapped Silver to the wooden table, and chained Sweetie to the metal one taking off her bindings. I was set onto the metal table and let out a breath. “Let’s give them both nice brandings.” A black piece of black chalk floated over to me.

“What?”

“You’ll be doing Sweetie Belle.” I stared at him. “What? I promised I wouldn’t hurt her, and I’m not ordering you to do it either. It’s entirely your choice.” I stared at the chalk for a moment before taking it. “Draw something beautiful.”

Master started drawing a star of some kind on Silver Tip’s cheek, and I turned to the still knocked out Sweetie Belle. A magic absorbing ring went onto her horn, making me turn for a moment, but Master went back to drawing.

Was hurting Sweetie really something I wanted to do? Should I give into the monster I was becoming? Would the pain be worth it if I refused? “Master, can I just enjoy her like this for a little while longer?” He stopped. “Please?”

“Fine, you can do anything you want, but only if you give her the gift yourself. No matter how much she screams or begs.”

“Thank you, Master.” I set the chalk down and buried my face into Sweetie Belle’s belly, taking in a very deep breath of her scent. It was like roses and blueberries. She was so refreshing to smell.

“Augh,” Sweetie Belle groaned, waking up.

Moving up, I went to her face and her eyes locked onto mine. Calming myself, I spoke slowly to make sure she understood clearly. “Do not scream, stare at me, and do not look away from me.” Sweetie Belle went to look, and I slammed my hoof next to her face, making her jump a bit. “I said, don’t.”

Her body trembled as she realized she was being held down with all four of her legs stretched out uncomfortably. “Okay.” My hoof ran along her cheek as I moved to her right side so I was no longer standing over her.

“I’m going to hurt you a lot, please scream, please beg me to stop. Fight, and tell me to die, because I’m not going to stop till I’m done.” Her heart sped up, her breathing thinned, and sweat dripped down her brow.

“But why?”

“Because it’ll make him happy to see my heart bleed.” Conflicting emotions went through her as she thought. “I’m going to do horrid things, and if I don’t, you’ll suffer worse for it.” That was more true than I ever wanted to admit, if I refused, Master would likely make me watch him torture her.

“What?”

“Master isn’t going to let you live if I don’t do this. He won’t say it, but you aren’t my first pet.” Tears went down my face and fell onto her cheek, her eyes softened. “Please tell me that I’m a monster.”

“You’re my friend Scoots, you’ll never be a monster to me.”

“I’ve killed ponies.” Her body locked up as her eyes went wide. Something in her had clicked, but I didn’t know what. “I can’t leave. Even if I did, what I’ve done can’t simply be forgiven.”

“He made you do it.”

My hoof ran down her cheek. “He didn’t, it was my choice.”

“You’re not a monster.”

Arguing this was pointless. “If you really believe that, then say it after I’ve hurt you.” I picked up the chalk and drew a heart with a rose on the center of her chest before setting the chalk down. She didn’t look away from me the whole time. “Done.”

“Here,” Master said, and I turned to face him. A heart shaped branding iron and a rose branding iron were welded together making a single iron. It was just what I had drawn, I guess he could just read my mind, or was just that fast.

Carefully I gripped the handle and aimed at her. “Hold as still as you can. I want to get this as center as possible. I really don’t want to chance having to redo it.” She closed her eyes and locked every ounce of her body up. Slowly, I lowered before pressing the iron just perfectly center.

“AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!!!” Sweetie Belle screamed. It was almost deafening how loud her voice could go. Without a doubt her voice was the most beautiful thing I had ever heard, and now, I understood why Master loved hearing me scream. To me, it was like hearing her soul scream.

Each second lasted so long, almost too long to be honest, but it was more than I could have dreamed as so many feelings filled me. The final second rang off in my mind, and I pulled the iron back leaving a lightly charred skin and burned away hair. Some kind of emotion left me feeling like a feather.

She looked at her chest, and I kissed her forehead. “I love you. I know that hurt a lot, I’m sorry.”

Water floated over to her wound, and I looked at Master as he had put the same mark on Silver Tip’s chest, just bigger. He wasn’t that much of a screamer, or I just couldn’t hear him over Sweetie.

Black pieces of flesh filled the water. The iron had just barely gone deep enough, this mark wouldn’t disappear over time. “Is that all?” I looked up surprised at her, and I then looked at Master. His interest was also peeked.

“Oh? Was that not enough to make you beg?” Master asked, coming over, he stared down at Sweetie.

“If your worst is burning me, fuck off.”

Master went to her ear. “You haven’t even tasted an ounce of what I can do, however I promised I wouldn’t kill you or seriously hurt you.” Her and Silver’s bindings came undone surprising them both. “We’re done in here.”

Sweetie Belle sat up and looked at me, making me look away. A bit of terror went through me as she hugged me, pressing her chest against mine. “You’ll always be my friend, no matter what happens.”

Tears went down my face, but I pushed her back. “Don’t.” Why was Sweetie Belle so damn strong?

“You’re not alone, Scootaloo.” She went close to me, making me get up, and back away from her. “Even your Master said I’d be beside you forever. You’ll never be alone again.” I backed up ending at the edge of the table. Damn it, why didn’t I see it sooner, keeping her close was just another ploy to keep me from killing myself. “Please Scoots.” She pulled my head next to hers giving me a one foreleg hug. “We’re in this together.”

“But, I don’t want to hurt you.”

“If I can take even one mark instead of you, it’ll be worth everything.” I pulled her to me, hugging her tightly, making sure I didn’t press on her chest too much. “You don’t need to shoulder it on your own. There are more ponies than me that are waiting for you, that love you, and want to protect you.”

“And that’s what scares me the most. I want to be alone in this hell.”

“Well then, I’m glad you two are getting along well.” Both of us lifted into the air, I was set onto Master’s back as Sweetie was set on Silver’s back. “I do believe we have a date with bed for the night. It’s gotten surprisingly late.”

“Wait, we’re going to just sleep right?” Silver Tip asked.

Master stopped and turned. “Of course, Scootaloo and I stayed up very late last night, and today has been nerve racking. Tomorrow I’m going to be enjoying my wife. Plus she’ll be getting a new pet.”

“New pet?” Sweetie Belle asked.

“You’ll see come morning, you two can go to bed.”

“I’m not leaving Scootaloo,” Sweetie protested.

“Are you sure?” Master went up to her, and she became unsteady. “My wife and I are going to have sex on our wedding night. Are you sure you want to join us? It’ll be a blood soaked event for sure.”

“Sweetie, we aren’t leaving, we don’t want to be a part of that if we have a choice in the matter,” Silver cautioned.

“You’re free to come and go as you please, or well so long as you don’t betray my trust again.” Silver and Master shared a glance.

“I don’t want to leave her side.”

“You will have to join in on the activities,” Master said, his wicked grin made fear run down my spine.

“Fi—”

“I don’t accept,” I interrupted and they looked at me. “I will not have a friend raped on my wedding night. Master, I don’t want her there.”

“Scootaloo,” Master growled, a feeling of my skin being flayed off my bones came over me heavily. It caught me off guard completely, but it felt great. I didn’t yet understand the differences in pain, why some felt wonderful, and others felt like a nightmare. Maybe it was Master’s intent.

Silver and Sweetie Belle stared at me. Tears started going down my face as it then started to feel like my organs were being removed. It wasn’t as bad as him moving them around. Of everything Master had put me through, a little magic burn was nothing “If you have a problem with it, then too bad. It’s our wedding night, and I will never allow for my friend to get hurt like that tonight.”

“Both of you leave, I need to have a discussion with my wife.”

“Wait—” Silver grabbed Sweetie Belle before she could get off his back and ran out of the room leaving me with me alone with Master in the torture room. His magic set me down onto the wooden table.

“I will ask you once.” He went close to my face. “And it better be the right answer or tonight is going to be extremely painful.”

“I stand by my words.” My heart shuttered. I didn’t want to say that, but I knew if I didn’t stand my ground now I’d never win anything with him again. Plus if I couldn’t stand on something, then my friends would suffer for it. Especially now with Sweetie Bell living here, she’d catch the brunt of it all.

“Do you now?”

“Yes, when it comes to my friends.” His hoof rubbed my cheek. “Please Master, don’t hurt her.”

“I’m not going to hurt her.” I looked down, and he kissed my forehead. “But I’m going to explain a few things that you don’t seem to understand.”

“Yes, Master.”

“Marriage is not a weapon, it’s not a defense, it’s a thing I use to let other ponies know I have a legal right to your life. Nothing more, it’s only to stop stupid ponies from trying stupid things.”

“Oh.”

“Second, you being my wife means nothing unless in front of other ponies. Silver and Sweetie excluded. Now, since you were so high oh, on stopping me. We’re going to be having some fun. Especially now that we can have burns, removed.”

“I’m sorry Master, I didn’t mean to speak out of place. Please, forgive me. I just wanted her to be safe.”

“You think I’m joking around, don’t you? That just because I’m being nice to Sweetie Belle, doesn’t mean I won’t suddenly change my mind and snap her legs.” My legs became limp. “What is it that makes you fight me?”

“Is that what you want? A little slave that does everything you say without question, is just a puppet for you to control? I can become that, easily.”

“No, that’s not what I want, that’s never what I wanted.”

“If that’s not what you want, then what do you want from me? Just to torture me till the day I die?”

“I want perfection.” His hoof pushed up my chin making me look up at him. “You’re so close to it.” His eyes flashed some kind of emotion.

“But, how, Master?” Tears went down my cheeks again. “How can you say you want me to be perfect when all I’ve become is become a monster?” Leaning forward, he licked a stream of tears. “Please, tell me.”

Master kissed me, pulling me close against his warm chest. It felt almost as if he was pouring his essence into me, but then he pulled back from the kiss. “Become everything you know in order to be you. Then you’ll be perfect.” That made no sense to me, but I suppose if it was simple, then everypony would do it.

“I love you, Master.”

“Today was a long day, I think bed is in order.”

“Thank you.” I buried my face into his chest as he hugged me. “Thank you.” His magic lifted me into the air, and he stood on all four allowing him to lay me on his back. “Is there something that you want me to do?”

His grin made me uneasy, but I held my heart strong. “Tomorrow I will be leaving you alone with Sweetie Belle. You’ll have a list of books you must finish by the time the day is through. I’ll be taking Silver with me on my trip to finalize his companies take over. Once you finish your reading you’ll have one task.”

“Yes?”

“But first I’m going to say that I normally wouldn’t leave you for anything, but in this case, you need to learn how to do things without me forcing you, or watching. And you are not allowed to leave the property for any reason. Kila will be watching, you can call him if you need him.”

“Yes, Master, but what’s the task?”

“Seduce Sweetie Belle.” My body locked up. “Your little refusal has made me a bit mad, and simply hurting you won’t do you much good, so you don’t have a choice. Once Silver and I come back, she will need to be willing to have him plant his seed inside of her. I don’t care how you do it.”

“But—”

“It isn’t a request, Scootaloo. This is a lesson in control. You must learn to control ponies and make them do as you wish. Once you are able to do that perfectly, you have made the first major step to becoming perfect.”

“If that is what you wish.”

“It is, you may use any of the maids in any way you need in order to complete this. Your new pet will arrive tomorrow morning as well.”

“I’ll be ready.”

“You’ll also have to break in your new pet. You will rape her and break her spirit. Make her so scared of you that the thought of defying you would make her pee herself. It will show you the difference between you and normal ponies.”

“Yes, Master.”

“I want you to put your own flare on it though. Don’t do what I did, I want you to do it better, more effective and even more terrifying. Do you understand?”

“Better?”

“Not with brute force. Rape her, but don’t break her mind. I want you to make her your sex toy, not slave.”

“So my pet is a, her?”

“Of course, now it’s time for bed.” Master opened the door, and we started walking to our bedroom. “Actually, let’s take a nice hot shower, and then bed.” I nodded, and we went inside. He started the warm water.

Brushes floated in the air and started to brush my mane. The feeling seemed to wash down my skin. For some reason, he was being nice to me. I suppose that was for good reason. After he came back, Silver and Sweetie Belle would probably screw each other, and we’d be able to watch. My body shook with excitement.

The thought of watching those two, oh it was entrancing. In fact it made my stomach turn in delight, but then a mix of emotion hit me. Was it wrong for me to do it? To force them into something they didn’t choose themselves. Or was it right to bring them closer than they would be for years? Perhaps lock them together for the rest of their lives. Then Sweetie would never think of leaving me. Master would be able to control Silver, and she’d never leave him once she was pregnant.

The realization of what I just thought hit me. If I did that, I’d change her forever, she’d never be the same filly I knew from Ponyville. Everything would change, especially once her foal was born.

“Master.”

“You can’t argue your way out of this, you’re going to do it, or I’m going to be very upset with you,” he growled. A shiver went down my back as a warning. This was dangerous, I couldn’t refuse.

“Are we going to wait till you get back before we have sex?”

“Yes, but shouldn’t you be thinking of a plan to get Sweetie Belle to share her bed? And as an extra note, you cannot take her rose, that will be reserved for Silver alone, do you understand?”

“Not really?”

“You can’t take her virginity, just make her get off enough that she wants to have sex with a stallion.”

“Okay.” Once he was done, Master dried us off and floated me to bed, laying me down, before joining me. The blanket was pulled up over us, he pulled me close, hugging me, and letting me bury my face into his warmth. “Good night, Master. I love you.”

“Good night, Scootaloo. I love you too.” We fell asleep, with Master’s scent infecting my lungs, I had no problem falling asleep. Echoes of a voice I knew asked me things, but dreams are sometimes never clear when you want them to be.

Author's Note

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