Broken

I woke up to the sound of soft crying coming from my room. I groaned slightly and rose off of the couch, stretching out. Yesterday had been a slightly tiring day, and it appeared that I had not been dreaming. Well, now that I have no job or real responsibilities, I might as well have as much fun as I could. Yesterday had been… Enjoyable, if slightly out of my usual character.

I walked over to my fridge, grabbing the milk out of it and getting the cereal box out of the cupboard. I set them both out on the table, grabbing a bowl and making myself some cereal (do you need a complicated description here?). I sighed as I ate. The crying had died down, but would probably resume sometime soon. In a bit I would have to go out, but who said I couldn’t get a few things done beforehand?

Finishing up my breakfast, I opened the fridge, searching through it for something edible to horses. I doubt they ate bacon, anyway, and I wouldn’t let them eat mine anyway. I loved my bacon. I finally found some lettuce, with several apples and pears in the back of  the fridge as a reserve. I grabbed several leafs of lettuce, and began to carry them to my room.

I opened the door, and the grey-blue pegasus on my bed looked up at me. Its gigantic eyes were probably telling me something, but right now all I could make out was sadness. I set down the lettuce in front of the pegasus. Because she was still tied up, she couldn’t reach for them normally, so I had to put them right in front of her so she could scoot over to them. That she did, quickly eating them, and looking up at me quickly once or twice. Finishing it, she looked up at me.

“Why?” She said, a simple question if there ever was one.

“I don’t know. Probably because I could, but mainly because I didn’t really care. I still don’t.” I said. “I’m stuck here, with no responsibilities. The only thing I have to worry about is food. I don’t even have to pay an electricity bill anymore!”

I paused for a moment, locking eyes with her. “It might not have been for you, but it was fun for me. And you know what? I’d do it again. Get used to it.”

I got up and walked out of the room, not bothering to close the door.

“I need to move her out of my bedroom.” I murmured to myself. “But where? I don’t have an attic, or any spare bedrooms, all I have is a basement with…” I trailed off as I finally recognized the solution.

“Well, I could move her to one of the empty storage rooms. Unzip and spread out a sleeping bag, and it should work. Yeah, I’ll do that.” I said, getting to my feet.

I walked downstairs, choosing the first room with a door. The camping supplies were in the last of the three ones with doors, and the open storage room was out of the question. I quickly went to the room with my camping supplies and other stuff and got a sleeping bag. Quickly unzipping it, I walked into the hallway and stood outside of the storage room.

The doorway opened outward, so I wouldn’t have any problems there. I laid the sleeping bag on the floor. The entire room was a little bigger than my bed, so it was a perfect fit, with the edges of the sleeping bag going slightly up on three of the walls. I jumped on it, and found that, although slightly hard, it was at least comfortable. It was ready.

I walked back up the stairs and immediately went into my room. Flitter’s eyes opened when I came in and focus on me. I came over and picked her up. She quickly started to kick her feet into the air, trying to get out of my grip.

“What are you doing!” She said in an obviously panicked voice.

“Moving you.” I replied, walking down the stairs carefully.

She still struggled a bit in my arms, but she couldn’t really do anything about it. I walked over to the room and walked through the open doorway, setting her down on the ground. She immediately relaxed when that happened, although she still shot me a glare. Ignoring her, I walked out and closed the door.

I walked up the stairs and into my living room, sitting down at my computer. I opened my E-Mails and, sure enough, a new one popped up.

‘Good job on the last one. Search Parties are already going up! Nopony really knows where she went.’ It read. ‘That being said, there is another group of three entering the forest right now. You should be able to scatter them and grab one. I hope you enjoy your pick!’

I sighed and slammed my head on the desk. I couldn’t really refuse it, since I might find a pony I liked in the group. I quickly grabbed two more lengths of the rope and my knife. Satisfied I was ready, I walked out of my house and through the cave tunnel.

One minute later, I emerged from the cave and squinted at the bright light. The trees still kept me well-hidden, so I wouldn’t have to worry about being seen. I walked through the forest before stopping suddenly. Footsteps started to become audible in the distance. Looking through holes in the bushes, I could see three ponies walking down a trail in single file. It was narrow, so I could easily ambush one if it came to that. Suddenly, I got an idea. I grabbed a rock on the ground and threw it into the bushes, about fifty feet away from them.

(About what it would look like)

They stopped suddenly. They obviously couldn’t see the spot where it had landed, on account of the thick vegetation, closely-spaced trees, and distance.

“Roseluck, what was that?” One of them asked. All three were the regular Earth Ponies, so it would be a bit more effort to grab one this time.

One of them, the light yellow one, looked at the other and shook its head. “I don’t know, Daisy. Who wants to check it out? We need to see if that might be Flitter, or her sister will beat the hay out of us.”

The very light pink one shook itself. “I don’t want to be anywhere near Cloudchaser if she freaks out again. It’s been a day since Flitter disappeared, and she nearly tore apart Mayor Mare’s office.”

“I’ll go check it.” ‘Roseluck’ said. “If I take a while, don’t worry. I’ll call out if I need help or spot a Hydra.” The other two chuckled nervously as she went off into the brush, headed for the spot where I had thrown it. I slowly walked through the forest, coming to a spot behind a thick tree and several bushes near the rock. Thankfully, I was able to avoid making much noise during my walking.

‘Roseluck’ came into view through the bushes. She looked around for a few seconds, obviously looking for the pony I had gotten yesterday. She turned around and was about to walk back when I burst out of the bush.

I quickly knocked her down and had my hand over her mouth within a second, preventing her small scream from being herd past a few feet. She tried to kick me, landing two weak blows on my legs before I moved slightly, left hand covering her nose and mouth. One minute and thirty seconds later, her eyes weakly closed. Must have had little to no practice in holding her breath.

I quickly took my hand off of her mouth and opened it. She would probably wake up within a minute, so I had to be fast. I tied first her front legs together, and then her back legs. Once I was sure she couldn’t get out, I picked her up and slung her over my shoulders, carrying her in the classic ‘Fireman’s Carry’. I kept one hand on her to keep her steady, and the other ready to put over her moth when she woke up.

I quickly started jogging through the forest, the calls of her friends becoming more and more distant before finally fading. Five hundred yards and one steep hill later, she woke up as I was about to go into the cave. She took in a deep breath and was about to scream when I put my hand over her mouth.  She tried to bite it, but I quickly shifted my hand and continued walking, her screams coming through very muffled.

She finally stopped when I was at the entrance to my house. Barley acknowledging her, I opened my door with one hand and carrier her in, shutting it behind me. She was simply content to try and kick me, which she failed miserably at, her hooves unable to gain any type of contact with me. I carried her into my room and sat her down on the bed. She shot me a glare as I did. For the first time, I noticed she had a deep maroon mane, with a pink stripe running down the middle. I remembered noticing her in several of the episodes, but it didn’t matter much to me. Walking out of the room, I closed the door and walked over to my couch, sitting down on it.

“Hello? Is anypony there?” Said a faint voice from my room. When nothing answered, the house descended into silence. I decided that now was the time to reveal myself to her for more than a few seconds, and to have my fun.

I walked to the door and put my ear to it. The faint sounds of breathing could be heard on the other side. I quickly opened the door, and Roseluck turned her head to look at me. She was lying on her side with her back away from me, unable to stand with the ropes tying her legs together.

“Hi.” She weakly said. “Why did you take me away and bring me here? Are you going to eat me?”

“Not really.” I replied, giving her my best leer. I didn’t know if it worked, but she definitely flinched back.

“What do you mean, ‘not really’?” She asked in a low voice.

“What I mean,” I said calmly, walking over to her. “Is that I am going to have my fun with you.”

“… What?” She squeaked out.

“Like this.” I said, moving my hand towards her. She tried to scoot away, but I grabbed her hind hooves with my left hand, preventing her from moving. With the other I parted her legs slightly, revealing her mound. I moved my hand along it, slowly rubbing along the slit. She squeaked slightly, and her cheeks turned a bright red.

“Stop!” She said. “I don’t want to do anything like that!” Roseluck tried to kick me, but didn’t have much luck, her hooves unable to do much tied up. I wasn’t in the hurry I was yesterday. After all, I had the time. Why not do something with it?

I moved my hand to rub my entire palm along her cunt, causing her to erupt in a series of small moans. Her attempts to either hit me or escape had grown weaker and weaker, finally ceasing. I decided it was time to crank things up a notch. Moving my hand down, I started to put two fingers inside of her, rubbing them along the slit before inserting them slowly.

The response was instantaneous. She turned her head towards me, her eyes showcasing her complete confusion as to why I was doing this. My two fingers caressed the first inch of her, a small amount of her juices building up as they did. Feeling it was the time, I stopped my fingers and pulled them out. I started to pull my clothes off, forming a small pile on the floor behind me. Fully unveiled, I moved her to the edge of the bed and stood behind her.

When she caught her breath, she turned her head to glare at me.

“Why?” She asked.

I smiled slightly. “Because I want to.”

I lined up my manhood with her slip, the tip rubbing against it. Her struggling began again, but she couldn’t hope to do much in her position. I used my left hand to bring her back legs into the air, leaving her in the perfect position for me to penetrate.

“Please, don’t…” She said, clearly afraid.

I ignored her and started to push in. Unlike last time, there was no need to rush, so I felt like taking my time. I slowly penetrated her tight pussy, the juices inside easing my passage. Two inches in, I encountered a barrier, and I stopped. Apparently, she was a virgin.

“No…” She whispered.

I pulled out slightly, wanting to enjoy the moment. I slowly pushed back in, only this time, I didn’t stop. She let out a loud cry as I suddenly moved forward, breaking her virginity apart as I pushed in. I didn’t stop until I eventually bottomed out, my dick, like the last time, barley brushing her womb. She whimpered slightly, as my full length was inside of her now.

I pulled out slowly and Roseluck sighed in relief, thinking it was over. I went back until only the tip was still inside, covered in her juices and a bit of blood. I slowly started pushing back in again, my dick creeping its way inside. Roseluck squirmed, halfway from the pleasure, halfway wanting to get out. My left hand still held onto her back legs, preventing her from moving much. My right hand resting right over her cutie mark, fittingly a rose, slowly rubbing back and forth.

I started to pick up my pace, thrusting in and then out, repeating the cycle. Roseluck let out small moans, unable to restrain herself. I slowed myself down, not wanting to finish any time soon. She let down a small whimper as I did, obviously enjoying it to some degree. I wouldn’t choose to bet on it, though.

The pleasure I was feeling right now was massive. She was almost as tight as Flitter had been! I slowly penetrated her again and again, keeping myself from going over the edge. Since I was in the mood to experiment right now, I decided to try something new.

With a grunt, I pulled out completely. Roseluck looked up at me with a glare that combined hatred and want in some mixed way, both of them evident in her expression. I used my right hand to lower my dick a little, aiming for another hole. The tip of my penis brushed her anus, causing her eyes to widen.

“No… You can’t!” She gasped.

“Yeah, I can.” I replied, ignoring her stunned expression.

I slowly started to push in, encountering plenty of resistance. The juices from her cunt helped lube it up, but I was not prepared for how tough it was to push forward. Thankfully, it was clean, so I didn’t have to worry about soaking in industrial-strength soap afterwards.

I put my right hand on her mound, using it to help hold her down as I slowly penetrated her ass. Her expression was pained, while mine was probably the inverse. It was unbelievably tight, and I had to work hard to get most of the way in. When I finally got 2/3rds of the way in, I started pulling out, to her relief. Tough, she should learn that I never do things by halves.

As soon as I was almost out, I started to push in again, forcing myself to move slowly. Her expression instantly changed to disbelief and pain as I started to ram my way back in, the pleasure I was getting was immense. I was about to reach my breaking point, and I didn’t want to do it there. I pulled myself all the way out after two more thrusts, another sigh of relief working its way up.

Ignoring her, I pointed my manhood at her cunt, and thrust myself in within seconds. She gasped as the tip of my dick was suddenly brushing her cervix. I pulled out and thrust back in, working myself into a steady rhythm. While the back of my mind was saying that was I was doing was revolting, and that I should stop, I had learned to ignore that by now.

I was very close to my tipping point. Wanting both of us to cum at the same instant, I moved my right hand and started playing with her clit, sending waves of sensation into the broken mare. With  a scream, her insides tightened around me, as she experienced what was probably her first orgasm. I couldn’t stop myself as her cunt gripped my dick, and I hilted myself on her, much of my seed spraying into her womb. I pulled out, completely spent.

We were both breathing deeply, and I slowly got to my feet, gathered my clothes off of the floor, and walked slowly out of the room. I could still hear her in there, breathing deeply, as I went into my bathroom to take a shower. God knows I needed it.

Ten minutes later, feeling refreshed and clean, I walked out of the bathroom and started putting on my clothes. I would give myself a small rest, before I went downstairs to have some fun with my other ‘guest’.

Laying down on the couch, I stared up at the ceiling, drifting off into a short nap.