Warmth was what I woke up to this time. Opening my eyes slowly, I looked at my Diamond laying next to me completely asleep. Getting up, I yawned looking around my bedroom for a few seconds. Nothing had changed since last night.

The sudden realization of the night’s activities made me rush off the bed. I woke up my Diamond as I hurried into the bathroom. “What’s the rush?” she mumbled.

“Master is coming home, and I need to get ready!” I quickly jumped into the shower and washed myself down. Stopping after a minute, I started to properly clean my stab wound which had, for the most part, healed. Sethi really did wonders when it came to healing. Hopefully it wouldn’t show too much.

Once I was clean and had makeup covering anything even remotely bruise related, I polished my gifts, making sure they shined like the sun in the bathroom light, showing their real beauty. I needed to keep these clean like my life depended on it, and it almost really did as far as Master was concerned.

“Diamond!” I ordered, coming out of the bathroom, making her jump. “Get in that bathroom and clean yourself up!” She quickly ran and started to take a shower, cleaning herself off. Going over to my clothes, I stopped.

With almost all of my scars gone, I didn’t need to wear clothes to hide my body from others, but I still wanted to look nice for Master. I found some nice long, red socks and put them on prancing around a bit, looking at myself with a smile. Master would be happy when he saw me, he’d be very happy.

“There, done,” Diamond said, walking out.

“Good, come on.” I smiled looking at her wet body, licking my lips as if she was a tasty, soaking fleshy treat. Her body trembled with a bit of excitement. “Follow.” She obeyed. “Al!” He walked out of the dinner room and looked at me. “Is Master here yet?”

“He is not.”

“When will he come home?”

“He said he’d be home today, but he didn’t say when.”

“Is breakfast ready?”

“Almost, would you like to go wake up Sweetie Belle?”

“Na, I think I’m going to go wait for Master by the front door.” I went past him and to the front door, sitting down a few meters away.

“So we’re just going to wait?” Diamond asked as she sat next to me.

“Yep.”

“What if he doesn’t come back today?”

My ear twitched. “He’ll be back. You should go help Sig ready breakfast.” I could see from the corner of my eye that she wasn’t too pleased by that order, but she got up and left me alone, waiting for Master to come home.

Sweetie Belle joined me after a bit. “Not home yet?” she asked.

“Not yet.”

“We should go get breakfast.”

“I’m good, waiting.” Sweetie Belle just shrugged not wanting to wait and left heading off for some breakfast.

Just a single minute later, the front doors opened wide as Master came through. My heart went into my throat as the light of the morning sun bounced off of him. Master was, I couldn’t really—it was weird. The way Master walked inside, it was as if he appeared to be a real angel. Yet the fear that rippled through my body and made everything warp as if a wave of putrid heat washed through the room.

Master wore a black vest with bright white roses stitched into it, making it glimmer lightly in the sunlight. His dark golden mane seemed to make a halo appear around his head as he walked inside. As Silver Tip closed the doors behind Master my eyes adjusted to seeing his royal blue coat somehow shimmer like violet waves. His blue eyes shone like sapphires. Taking just in his imagine locked my joints.

When Master’s gaze locked onto me, I looked down. The sound of his hooves sent fear tingling down my spine as he walked up to me and stopped. His warm breath gently tickled against the top of my mane.

“Scootaloo.”

“Master, how did things go?”

“Why do you have a bandage on your chest?”

The question made me stop for a second and realize that I didn’t have clothes on, just frilly red rose socks and a small bandage. Though what really was the problem was that it didn’t really matter the answer I gave. He could use any of them against me.

“I had Sweetie Belle cut me. When she did that, I hugged her and the knife went in deep inside my chest.”

Both Master and Silver Tip stared at me, complete and utter shock covering their faces like that was the last thing they expected to hear. It was probably the best answer I could give Master at the moment without him getting mad. However all that did was open another box of worms.

“Why did you do that?”

“I wanted to convince Sweetie Belle to leave and go back to Ponyville with Silver Tip so I won’t hurt her.”

“I told you to make it so she wants sex.” That statement caught me off guard, but only for the fact it was in front of Silver Tip. He was looking away as if something had stabbed him in the side and twisted it around.

“I know.”

“So you disobeyed me.”

“Yes.”

“Why are you telling me this? You know very well how mad I’ll get. If you hadn’t told me, I might have let it slip.”

His expression changed to a bit of wonder as I looked up at him. “That’s why I’m telling you, I’m afraid you are going to let it slip. That I won’t be punished for something I know that I’ve done wrong.”

“Well they aren’t leaving, after my trip I want them to stay here for a very long time, especially Sweetie Belle.”

“But, why?”

“Do I answer to you?” he asked, raising an eyebrow.

“In the case of involving my friend, yes.”

It was clear Master was starting to get put into a sour mood. After reading I understood what I was doing wrong. Not only was I questioning him, demanding of him, but a dozen other things as well. From what that book said, it was a big problem. If your subject was doing that, they were projecting their will over you and trying to set up authority. You have to break or stop their advance fast.

“Al, will you go retrieve Sweetie Belle for me.” A bit of fear ran down my spine.

“Yes sir.” Al turned leaving.

“I read The Book of Slaves.”

Master’s eyes flashed for a moment and he frowned. “Really? Oh good, then that saves me the trouble of explaining why I’m going to do what I’m going to do. Go my torture room. I’ll be there after I’ve eaten.” The front doors closed and Master walked past me. “Come Silver, you should play with Sweetie Belle, I am going to play with Scootaloo after I eat.” Silver glanced at me as he passed by.

A feeling of dread came over me. In an instant Master flipped everything around. Even after reading that book, Master was—more than just my Master. The front door stared at me and I sighed. The exit was right there, but at the same time not all of my family was outside that door waiting for me.

Getting up, I started going the torture room. Whatever Master had planned for me wasn’t going to be pleasant. At least waiting wasn’t too bad, and I knew I’d get punished finally after doing so many bad things. I simply climbed up onto the wooden table and sat down watching the door.

The time ticked away, and I ended up going through the room looking at a lot of the torture devices. Many of them were weird looking, and I couldn’t figure out how they worked exactly.

“Scootaloo,” Master said, and I turned to him as he walked inside, closing the door behind him. He wasn’t wearing his vest, which meant he planned on getting dirty, but that also made him look naked. “What are you doing?”

“Just looking around.” I hopped back over to the table and sat down. “Did you enjoy your breakfast?”

“Yes, it was nice after yesterday.”

“What did you do on your trip?”

“I didn’t actually leave Canterlot, just went to the bank to finalize all the dealings with Silver Tip. With the way he acts he’ll lose his entire family business and everything related without me intervening.”

“So it wasn’t because you were mad?”

“Oh please, I never use under the table tactics to get some simple business or any number of things. For you however, I always do because you’d run away without Kila appearing at the door to stop you.”

“Kila was a prick by the way.”

Master came over and kissed me. “I know, he’s annoying sometimes.” He pulled me close as he kissed me again.

“I love you, Master.”

“I know, but I’m going to torture you now.”

“Okay.” I smiled and he kissed my neck tickling me. I giggled making him laugh a bit by my cute giggle. “That tickles.”

“Now let’s get started.”

“Yes, Master.”

My bandage was removed, showing my wound, and made me bite my lip. A small metal snake slithered through the air being about as thick as a big needle. Most of it was a spool, meaning it was at least ten times long as I was tall.

The needle snake slid inside my wound and my lungs locked up making it hard to breathe from the sudden jolt. The wound was even more tender than yesterday, and this pain was far from good.

The feeling of my skin being pulled off my muscles made me look down and watch as it moved around under my skin. Panic filled me as the scales of the needle snake started lightly poking through my skin, and leaving small bleeding holes in its wake. Tears started to hit the table.

It had been a while since Master tortured me, seriously tortured me. Doing my best to relax my muscles the snake moved faster inside me, but then jumped out of my skin before weaving back inside it again.

Pain made me gasp when I felt it break into my lung and causing me to violently start to cough as it went back under my skin. The snake reached my throat, leaving by the corner of my mouth, wiggling as it stitched itself to my skin, breaking through my other lung and weaving up through my throat again.

Everything felt to be on fire as the needle snake seemed to only keep growing and growing. It stitched itself through my skin. Coughing a bit of blood I glanced at Master smiling warmly at me.

This was making him happy, each time my body convulsed, a jolt of joy went through him. That thought alone was bliss, making me smile as the snake started to trace my bones, drawing lines in my skin as it stitched around.

“Wow, you have gotten really tough, not even one scream.” I looked up at his disappointed look making me feel bad for not screaming in pain. Master liked when I did that, a way to tell him that I was legitimately being hurt.

“Sorry,” I coughed out, and he frowned.

The snake disconnected at points and this time I let out a small scream when many of the pieces were ripped through my skin outward. Blood sprayed around me getting Master lightly misted by it.

Blood dripped from his face as he smiled making me lose my heart for a second seeing a breathtaking sight. He threw the snake parts into the sink, and moved forward as our bloody lips met, sharing a passionate, metallic kiss. I shivered from my wounds which, to my surprise, weren’t bleeding as much as I thought they would.

Pulling back from our kiss, Master hugged me and I gurgled a scream as it felt like my insides had just been liquefied. He slammed me down to the table making a light splat sound when I hit, sending out blood. Not actually drinking my blood, Master started to lick my new wounds causing them to seal closed with a feeling of acid.

Without realizing it, I had been drinking my own blood. Once my mind overcame the pain at some point, I could taste again. My blood was cold, but somehow made me feel like I was—happy. What did that mean? This taste was—good. I almost couldn’t believe that I tasted this exquisite.

“Scootaloo,” Master said, and I snapped back. All my bleeding had stopped but the little bit in my throat and mouth. I was no longer coughing, but it felt like my lungs were water tight again.

“Yes?” I asked, smiling at him.

“This is meant to be a very painful punishment. You aren’t supposed to be smiling at the end of it. You’re supposed to be screaming and begging me to stop.”

“But you’re giving me so much love, how could I not smile?”

“Then shall I give you more love?”

“Please.”

“I hate you.” His words were lies, it was clear, but that meant nothing as fear started to make me breathe faster. Panic made me sit up quickly, pulling Master into a tight hug. “Good, Scootaloo.” He pulled me up and kissed me. “That’s the perfect reaction, but now I don’t feel like torturing you.”

“Just a little bit more Master. I promise to scream this time, I just forgot that I needed to last time. I thought I’d do it naturally.”

“You have grown so much over these weeks. It’s beautiful.”

“Thank you.” I blushed, although it wouldn’t be seen through the blood.

“So, while I was gone, what did you do?”

“I tried to convince Sweetie Belle to leave, and I didn’t rape Diamond Tiara. I just pet her all night long. Also I read The Book of Slaves.”

“You’re lying to me.”

“I know,” I said, biting my lip and staring into his eyes. A grin spread across his face as he chuckled. My heart shuttered, I needed Master so badly. Without him I really was nothing but useless. Tears started to go down my face as I hugged him.

“What?” he asked confused.

“I love you so much it hurts.” Those words sent ripples down his spine as he hugged me tightly. “I realized that without you I can’t breathe, everything hurts.” I paused for a moment, I didn’t want to leave Master. “Do you promise you won’t ever leave me? That you won’t go away forever?” His chuckle brought me so much hope, I couldn’t help but grin.

“Scootaloo, I promise you, that nothing in this world will keep you from me. You’re mine, and nothing will change that. Even if I go away for days or weeks at a time. I’ll always come back to you in the end, even if it takes me time.”

“Yay,” I softly cheered into his warm chest.

“Come on, let’s go get cleaned up.” Master floated me onto his back and I kissed his neck. “You’re just all kinds of loving today aren’t you?”

“Yes.”

“To the bath.”

“Wait, but do I really not get more punishment?”

That made him stop. “I guess it won’t hurt to be a little late.” Master set me back onto the table and I smiled. “Since you want punishment, you pick.”

“I want that one.” I pointed at some kind of cylinder thing, it looked like a hoof could fit in it.

“That won’t work for you, it—” He chuckled. “Alright then, let’s have some fun.” Master pulled off all four of them from the wall and they slid onto my hooves. “Let’s see how long it’ll take for you to beg me to stop.”

The device filled with his magic and started to hum slightly. A feeling of knives clamping down onto my hooves made me swallow as something from below my hooves started to push upward.

“What does this do?”

“It’s called the hoof flower, it pretty much causes your hoof to look like a sotol plant, you know the ones that are really pokey. It splinters it just right so all the nerves and everything are in just the right spot so you don’t bleed out, but are in maximum amount of pain.”

“Won’t that cause me to become an amputee?”

“Yep, but Sethi can regrow limbs. Plus that way you won’t be able to run from me anymore.”

“Till they grow back,” I said chuckling.

“Maybe I’ll give you wooden legs so I can snatch them away.”

“Funny.”

The second his horn lit up pain like nothing else that I had yet felt filled me. I felt my hooves split in half, opening like a peeled orange. Extreme amounts of pain shot through me as even my bones seemed to have split all the way up to my knees making me scream. Master kissed me as his horn lit up causing it to split my hooves again.

Blood dripped from the corner of the machine, but I couldn’t stop screaming into Master’s kisses as he made it split again, and again, and again. Each time splitting not just once but doubling each time making each split piece split again.

Then he stopped after only a minute of this unimaginable pain. I could honestly say this was the worst pain I had ever felt, even when he was screwing around with my organs or burning me, those were a drop in the bucket compared to this.

Lips pressed against my belly allow me to scream completely as Master started to kiss lightly. The hoof flower devices slid off my legs slowly and he smiled as I stared. Halting my screaming for a moment from being too shocked by the horror of seeing what had happen to my hooves.

Desert flowers, colors from my skin to my hair to my bone were arranged in a beautiful manner. It looked as though I had four large glimmering flowers growing out of my knees, with a little bit of blood rolling down my upper legs.

The weight of the pedals relying on their own little hinges made me scream. Master blew on them causing them to wiggle, which made me to squeal. “You have such a beautiful voice, but we need to preen these flowers.”

Scissors floated into the air. It felt almost like I was crying blood as Master started to slowly clip off piece after piece of the flowers. Blood dripped down each time Master cut, making sure to cut once from each flower before moving to another and doing the same so they were all equal.

My mind attempted desperately to send me into shock, but for some reason my body refused to heed the command as my body started to shake. Master’s magic held me down since I was moving my flowers too much for him to cut straight.

Large needles floated into the air and shot into my joints making it so only my muscles could spasm, I couldn’t actually move anymore. A log went behind my head making me watch as Master slid the scissors up and down one pedal trying decide where to cut, only to cut without warning.

Pieces fell to the table, but he stopped cutting quickly and cut slower allowing him to cut out shapes of the pedals making me choke on my tears. It took well over an hour for him to cut all the way down to my now stumps.

“S-stop,” I begged, finally able to manage a word through the pain.

“Alright.”

“S-s-s-Sethi,” I whimpered, blood pouring out of my now freshly cut open legs, draining to the table.

Master kissed me and I closed my eyes trying my hardest to focus on the kiss, but then everything stopped instantly. All the pain in my legs was now gone. It took a minute for my mind to rewind as Master moved back allowing me to see.

“I love my power.” A mind game, that’s what my legs were, it felt and looked so real. I couldn’t tell the difference. Tears went down my face and Master hugged me. “You should know by now, I’d never maim you.”

“Thank you,” I said, and we kissed each other, bodies and minds bonding with each other in bliss. A new kind of pain, it was beyond what I ever wanted to feel again, but worst of all. If Master could make me believe this mental torture was real, even though I knew the thing he was doing was something he wouldn’t do, then any kind of torture he could dream up was possible, and there wasn’t anyway for me to know the difference between real life and his beautiful cruelty.

“Sir,” Al said, opening the door a little.

The voice made Master pull back and turn. “Yes?”

“The God of—”

Al was cut off as Discord moved past him. “I do not need an introduction,” Discord snapped, going right inside the room. “Jer—” The second the light was absorbed into Discord’s brain, he frowned.

“Hello,” Jerard said, moving back away from me. “Can I help you?”

Discord glanced around the room and sighed. “You have taken something precious to Fluttershy, I’m sure you know whom I’m talking about.”

“Yes, I fed her rabbit to Scootaloo the night before last.” The look on Discord’s face was of shock and just unbelief. “Scootaloo enjoyed his flesh plenty, and I enjoyed the feeling she gave while she was eating a friend.” More tears dripped down my already wet face. “I’m sure Fluttershy will be plenty happy to hear that.”

The room shook as Discord’s eyes changed to pitch black. “You would dare to attack my friend like that in such a manner?” he asked, his voice devoid of life. “You must have more than a simple death wish.” In that instant the room stopped shaking and Discord grabbed Master by his neck, but what was scarier was the fact Master was smiling, almost laughing. “You think this is funny?”

“Are you mad?”

“Mad?” Discord chuckled darkly. “I’m furious, you’ve done something that will hurt my friend. I’ll kill you for that.”

“Go ahead.”

“Ahead.” Discord chuckled as he ripped off Master’s head making me freeze solid, but I let out a breath. This was probably not real, I didn’t need to panic. “I guess you’re plenty ahead now.”

“I wouldn’t be so sure about that,” Master’s head said, and Discord looked at Master’s talking head. “But why don’t you calm down a bit and we talk this out?”

“How are you alive?”

“I would hope a creature as powerful as you wouldn’t be fooled by such tricks. You’re a god aren’t you?”

Discord groaned, dropping Master’s head and slapping his own face, causing a wall of glass in front of me too seemingly shatter, making Master appear in front of me as his lifeless body disappeared. It was clear that his spell had taken its toll from the sweat on Master’s coat. Discord was very powerful.

“You are certainly a tricky one. I’ll give you that.”

“We both know that you hated that rabbit. So why kill me over it? That thing was a prick and deserved to get turned into a stew.”

A snicker escaped Discord. “Be that as it may, you had no right stealing it and killing it without my consent. Fluttershy loved that pet. She’ll be so heart broken when she finds out that he was eaten.”

“So she hasn’t noticed, even after him being gone for a day and a half?”

“Day and a—” Discord scratched his chin. “I’m a whole day late? How odd, I was sure I got here on time, of course the ice cream leaves of the blueberry rock candy tree did have me occupied for some time.”

“You stopped for a snack?” I asked.

“Yes, but.” Discord sighed. “Listen, you doing that is not funny, and most of all Scootaloo must be traumatized by what you did.”

“Hardly, she enjoyed it quite happily.”

“I doubt that.”

“Ask her yourself.”

Discord turned to me and his eyes went wide. “Scootaloo...” he trailed off. “I now understand why Fluttershy has been so serious. She’s been trying to save a friend, it now makes sense.”

“Yes, but Scootaloo loves it.”

“I’ve heard from a few voices about what a monster you are. Even when I was ruler I did not hurt my ponies. This just proves their points.”

“She’s my wife.”

“Your marriage has nothing to do with me. So no matter. However, what you did cannot be excused so easily.”

“Really? You mean you don’t enjoy that rabbit being gone. While I was visiting Ponyville that thing was an annoyance like nothing else. Can you honestly say you didn’t think of killing him at least once?”

“Yes, I will admit that. I suppose its fine so long as I make up some kind of tall tale to attain her attention again.”

“True, or you could take Fluttershy as your bride.”

“What?”

“Think about it, if you took Fluttershy as a bride, imagine what you could do with her to make her feel happy.”

A thought clearly dawned on Discord. “Perhaps, but what you have done is not something so easily forgiven.”

“Come on, it’s not like there aren’t a million other rabbits out there. So just grab one of them and throw it in the air in front of her. Plus I didn’t do it for Fluttershy, Scootaloo was friends with that rabbit. I was making her eat a friend, because eating pony is considerably less of something I want her to do.”

Discord rolled his eyes. “And that convinces me not to murder you how?!”

“You’re going to kill me for a rabbit?”

“A dear rabbit of a friend, so yes.”

“Well alright, go on and kill me then.”

“Just do it? My, you must have me mixed up with somepony else. I’ll do more than just kill you. Believe me it won’t be quick. It will be slow and painful, I promise you that, you’ll suffer greatly.”

Master sighed and sat down. “What do you want to spare me?”

“Scootaloo is a prize that Fluttershy is working for.”

That made Master raise an eyebrow. “You seem to mistake the game pieces in this little thing of words. You’re supposed to offer something reasonably unreasonably, attainable, but extremely hard. Not something impossible.”

“And you seem to think I care. I’ll just cut to the chase, I want her.”

“If I was forced to leave Master I’d kill myself,” I said. They both turned to me instantly, and I looked at Discord in the eyes. “He’s mine and you won’t take him from me.” Discord stared at me. “So don’t.”

“And if I kill him?”

“I’d find a way to kill Fluttershy, I’d make a way even if it killed me because I’d have nothing else to do in life. You know as well as I do that I could get close enough to kill her, and you wouldn’t be able to stop me.”

This visibly made Discord darken and frown unhappy. “You think I’d allow for you to kill her? I’m a god, no mere pony could dare harm her.”

“Then kill Master and test that theory,” I snapped.

“Fluttershy is too kind to not be blinded by you, I could see it at one point or another that you’d at least attempt it and the chance is there.” Discord floated in the air. “Fine, I’ll not take her or kill you.” He sneered at me. “And I couldn’t very well kill her because the elements wouldn’t look kindly on murder anyway.”

“So, what else do you want?” Master asked.

“Not much else you could give me or that I want from you. As a god petty things mean nothing to me.” He sighed. “I suppose we can call it even. That rabbit was annoying, it sometimes turned Fluttershy against me.

“So even?”

“Never, I’m Discord after all, you should learn that words are never such. However you will get to live for the moment.” Discord disappeared.

“Lucky me,” Master said, falling to the floor, quaking lightly.

“Master?”

Clucking a bit, he got up. “That is truly the only creature in all of Equestria that wouldn’t care if I died and other nations suffered for it. He’d probably laugh and cheer about it before taking over Equestria.”

“I see.”

“You helped me greatly there.” He went over and kissed me. Pain shot through me as he pulled me close. “I suppose I should forgo your punishment for now.”

“That’d be nice, Master.”

“Of course, I just realized that you threatened to take your life with Discord, and that was very bad of you.” Knives floated around me. “It was very bad of you.” A knife shot to my side making me gasp. It twisted around before it started to skate around on my skin, carving into my flesh connecting the dots from the snake.

“Oh Master,” I begged, a bit of bloody drool went down the corner of my mouth, still lightly bleeding from the snake thing. Another knife went into my back making me tense up as four more ran through my skin. “Deeper.” At my request he made them go deeper inside my quivering flesh.

“Better?” he asked, his voice was quaking lightly making me look at his face. A bit of fear was spreading through him.

“Master? Are you alright?” He stopped. “You’re shaking, why are you—” I stopped when I realized. “Did Discord scare you that—” My body lifted into the air before I could finish my words and I was sent rocketing into the box causing the wall to slam shut. Panic filled me remembering the last time I was in this box. I quickly covered my snout to make sure it wouldn’t get broken.

After a few minutes I started looking around, but then the door to the room open and Master walk out slamming it behind him. It was a bit muffled, so I couldn’t quite tell what happen.

“Master? Are you there?” Tears pooled lightly on the floor mixing with blood. “Please don’t leave me again, please come back.” I pressed my forehead to the wall and closed my eyes trying to hear better. “Please Master, don’t leave me, come back,” I whimpered, but I ended up blacking out at some point.

Author's Note

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