“Oh, youth! Still dreaming until now. You ask Spain for equal rights, but what you gain are chains. You aspire to become Spaniards not realizing that you're killing your own identity. What will become of your future? A nation without identity and freedom? All your traits are borrowed including your defects! You shall perish even before your death comes!”

— Crisostomo Ibarra or Simoun to Basilio in Chapter 7 of El Filibusterismo by José Rizal

El Equesterismo
Chapter 1: The Bad Time

Once upon a time, in a magical land of Equestria, there were two regal winged unicorn sisters who had ruled over the land for a thousand years in harmony. Born from the deities of time and space who control and govern the universe together, Chronos and Galactica, the two princesses were given great celestial powers to raise either the sun or the moon. For their abilities, they were named after their magical powers. The elder sister who can raise the sun for the day was named Celestia, while the younger one who raises the moon for the night was named Luna.

A thousand years ago, using the most powerful magical force in all of ponykind, the Elements of Harmony, Equestria was freed by the two armed princesses from Discord who once reined the nation in an eternal state of chaos and disharmony and sealed him forever into stone. From that moment on, Celestia and Luna ruled Equestria in harmony.

However, things only became worse. The princesses, in their hubris, casted an immorality spell in accident and the whole planet fell into a state of a huge, continuous orgy. Therefore, harmony was badly dissolved in Equestria and affected the system of peace once present in the world. And from that moment, to maintain their eternal beauty and youth, the princesses prepare rituals to sacrifice virgin mares, even if it means bringing disharmony and injustice to their nation.

To hide their true lustful nature, orgies were kept hidden from the eyes of the public world and Princesses Celestia and Luna set out rules on morale called the “Code of Celestia”, with a certain list of religious commandments the ponies wish to follow for the building of moral behavior in Equestria. The Equestrian monarchy have placed a nasty conspiracy, that the Princesses were responsible for such immoral libertine behavior that was hidden and made series of orgies and rapes that affect the potential of the victimized ponies.

A thousand years later, the nephew of Celestia and Luna, Prince Blueblood have begun his sexual genocide upon the ponies in Canterlot as a libertine, slowly making the citizen ponies realize the true nature of the Equestrian monarchy and succumbing them into fear as Blueblood continued his damned quest.

He began when he denied access to the dressmaker’s family. Therefore, Blueblood was forced to, by bringing sexual harassment upon the family. Blueblood was being pleasure by the eldest daughter, while the mother and younger daughter were eating themselves out. Afterwards, the prince raped the youngest mare horribly and without mercy. Later, the father of the fashionista accused for murder was found guilty and executed afterwards. After which, the mares of the family were deceased due to the effects of the poison from the wine they drank, and their bodies were fed to the palace dogs. Blueblood was like an ugly fiend who longs for power that doesn’t even relate to morale values. He kept the fashionista’s dress as one of his treasure.

Next, Blueblood took out the heretic, who was once Celestia’s student and now claimed studies of irreligious science and spoke words of blasphemy against Celestia, to be raped horribly by him and the captain of the guard, who was the heretic’s brother. All of her works of blasphemy were burned and the fire surrounded the defenseless heretic in the town square, who died due to loss of blood before the fire consumed her and a ton of ponies released urine on her without killing the fire. Realizing of his greatest mistake and thinking he could not live alone, the captain committed suicide by jumping off a castle building. Blueblood removed the heretic’s unicorn horn and it was added to his collection.

The gypsy was the next victim of Blueblood. She was, in fact, a happy mare, until she was raped by a royal guard before the spoiled prince accused her as an evil witch, took sexual action against her. What was worse is that she was pregnant, carrying a foal which could have been born as a consequence of her rape. After the witch was raped, Blueblood let out tons of water in her wagon. Unable to breathe, she and the foal she was carrying in her womb were both killed in drowning. He took out a lock from her mane, which actually smelled pleasantly, and it became one of Blueblood’s valuable treasures.

The distillers, who were siblings to each other, were selling ciders in various areas in Equestria and have been under great business, until they were accused by the same prince. The distillers have been commiting incest rapes amongst themselves caused by their eldest brother who was drugged and poor old stallions came into place and raped the three siblings. The youngest mare was murdered by several rapes and terrible loss of blood. The elder mare was killed next by a special plague casted by a zebra necromancer and lastly, the stallion, the eldest of the siblings, was put to death by the same deadly plague. Blueblood added a barrel of cider that the dead family once had as part of his collection.

During the Blue Moon Saturnalia, Prince Blueblood declared the 120 Days of Blueblood and sent forth orphans, both fillies and colts, to be subjects of the horrible event. Among those orphans were Diamond Tiara, daughter of her stepfather Filthy Rich who was a libertine friend of Blueblood; Silver Spoon, Scootaloo, Truffle Shuffle, Featherweight and Pipsqueak. They were trained to have sex with libertines by being molested by libertines Fancy Pants, Fleur-de-lis, Filthy Rich and Prince Blueblood, just to be prepared for the climax of the event.

To make matters worse, a nun from the Church of the Holy Sisters broke in to Blueblood’s room, and gave him sexual pleasure for the prince to be distracted until she tried to kill him but failed. She was captured by Blueblood and was sent to the guillotine to be executed for attempted assassination of Prince Blueblood. Before she was put to death, the nun was raped by Soarin’, the new captain of the guard who replaced to former who killed himself, and a hunchback. After her head was taken off, the prince took away her dagger, the weapon used in a failed attempt to kill him, and it became another of his precious treasures.

By the end of the 120 Days, the orphans were ascended to the royal room, and in that terrible moment, they were badly molested by the libertines. And as the Princesses joined the orgy, things around grew worse. Blood flowed from the poor children’s cunts and as a consequence to the worst orgy of their lives, they had their spirits and hopes broken and months later they lost their will and ability to speak coherently. Celestia and Luna had finally shown off their aggressive nature, and therefore, Blueblood was nearing his ascension to the throne, as the Blue Moon Saturnalia ended. As a secret to achieving eternal life, to become king, the prince must find the mare of his life in order for both of Blueblood and his wife to finally gain eternal life.

The Prince sent out a royal proclamation to find a perfect mare for him who loves and desires pleasure from rape and torture, before his birthday. Blueblood sent out mares to be proven worthy as his wife, and when they fail or try to escape from the bratty prince, they get horribly raped by royal guards and imprisoned. Unexpectedly, Prince Blueblood spotted the mare of his life, who was a groundskeeper, born mute, therefore unable to speak, and loving towards nature. He fell in love with her and so was she. They decided to get married. The union between the two ponies began as Blueblood and his mare both drank a holy cup which contains the blood of the virgins the Holy Sisters sacrificed. As they drank and married each other, eternal life was gained in them. At that moment, Prince Blueblood became King Blueblood. All the power in Equestria was now on his hooves and ushered an era of unending orgy of rape and torture amongst all of ponykind in the once-harmonious but now-doomed Equestria.

Morale and virginity were slowly decreasing all across Equestria by the coming years. Blueblood was given the absolute power to rule all over the ponykind, and since then, nopony ever thought of defiance, resistance and betrayal against the new supreme king of Equestria. King Blueblood was pleased of watching hideous orgies of rapes and tortures with some followed by deaths and murders. However, his wife, the groundskeeper who was now Queen, was not. She was very ashamed and guilty for marrying a stallion whom she thought was kind but in fact, he was a snob and a sexual harraser, even towards his own wife. She never knew that even his own wife was a victim to Blueblood’s countless rapes.

Midnight after the wedding, inside Blueblood’s royal bedroom, Blueblood, the new King, had his new wife, the groundskeeper now called the Queen prepared for him, as he ordered her awhile ago to wear panties to cover her crotch so that she can be prepared for King Blueblood. The lights are out, darkening the room, and the only thing that brightens the room is a single lighted candle on a table beside the bed.

As Blueblood slowly walked closely to his wife, the groundskeeper felt scared and moved back a bit with every step she took.

Finally, she climbed onto her husband’s bed and lied on her back. Although she was a pegasus, the groundskeeper could hardly fly and escape from Blueblood. Besides, the ropes tied up her wings very well. She couldn’t get through the doors since they were locked.

As the groundskeeper was backing off on Blueblood’s bed, he climbed up the bed and his face was staring directly at his wife’s soaking marehood covered by her panties she was ordered to wear.

She was trapped by King Blueblood. The groundskeeper was feeling the heat building up inside her through her clit, as Blueblood sniffed at her pleasant marehood, which pleased the sadistic stallion. It smelled like the most pleasant flower a pony could smell. The King’s member began to stiffen, erect and enlarge.

Blueblood used long licks around his wife’s labia lips as he slowly strip and remove the panties from the groundskeeper with his hooves and not magic.

The groundskeeper’s pleasure was starting to build up and intensify as her husband was teasing her around the neighboring areas of her vagina with his playing tongue. She was gasping and sweating with bliss.

He finally took off the panties off her and tossed it to the other of the darkened room with his unicorn magic.

“Be quiet, mare!” Blueblood ordered as he saw the groundskeeper’s face with tears forming her eyes due to the fear of losing her virginity. He doesn’t ever care if she loses her virginity, because she was about to submit herself to Blueblood. She tried to protest, but she was a mute mare and cannot speak, therefore, giving the King a mutual advantage.

“Don’t worry,” he continued as his face was close to his wife’s soaking vagina, smelling it, “I’m not gonna hurt you.”

Blueblood stuck out his tongue from his mouth super-close to his wife’s clit. His tongue was prepared to enter inside the groundskeeper’s genital.

The King was ready and the groundskeeper looked at Blueblood. He started pleasuring her with a very long and slow lick on her hot soaking marehood. The groundskeeper’s eyes became wide in shock in that moment. She began gasping in pleasure to the cunnilingus.

He continued licking her labia slowly and with every lick, it became slightly faster. Vaginal fluids were flowing out of her clit. The mare was so horny at that moment, she felt like she deserved it from Blueblood. Despite her slight immobility, the groundskeeper attempted to thrust her backside into the stallion’s face. He thought that her marehood was more delicious than any tasty fruit a pony ever tasted and was happy to have a meal of herself.

After continuous licks lapping up some more of her liquid, Blueblood opened his mouth and began sucking the mare’s clit.

While sucking it, his tongue was flicking on it. The groundskeeper felt very amazing with the cunnilingus Blueblood was performing at her, at the same time, completely ashamed. He stopped sucking and opened his mouth wide but his tongue was still flicking against her clit.

Blueblood went back to licking her marehood, but this time, a bit harder. After hard licks, he buried his tongue inside the vaginal walls. The groundskeeper gasped heavily in excitement as sweat was flowing out of her body.

As sexual pleasure in her was reaching its peak, Blueblood was sensing his wife was very close to reaching her climax as she gasped heavier and heavier. He immediately moved his tongue away from the groundskeeper’s pussy, thus, denying her orgasm.

She was disappointed that she was given a great sexy simulation on her beautiful clit and yet, her orgasm was denied. She enjoyed that very much and yet it was wasted just for nothing.

“I’m not done with you,” Blueblood snickered, “I’ve got more.”

He crept up towards the lying mare and was on top on her. The two ponies were doing the missionary position.

Blueblood’s dick was fully erected and ready to enter inside the groundskeeper’s sex organ.

His hot throbbing member was pointed very close at his wife’s marehood. The collision and conjoining of two sexes was drawing very near.

As Blueblood’s penis was rubbing the groundskeeper’s vagina, she closed her eyes in fear and tears flowed freely from her closed eyes. She wanted to scream if only she can speak. However, he drew his lips and touched hers’. That kiss was lustful and distracted his wife from being concerned badly.

While Blueblood was kissing and distracting his wife very deeply in the lips, his member entered and penetrated hard inside her marehood. Her eyes widened as she felt the pain from her penetrated pussy and broke the kiss. She opened her mouth and let out an inaudible scream. She felt completely ashamed as she felt that the dick of her husband was too big, and it entered her sexy pussy, making it very painful for her.

The stallion Blueblood, however, was in a state of bliss. Every whimper from the defiled mare brought his member intense amounts of pleasure, her tears made him pulsate, the blood from her torn hymn drove him into a frenzy of hard fucking that was so hard that the groundskeeper's nether region started to bruise and ache.

The libertine King was licking and teasing her sweat-covered body while penetrating her. It made the groundskeeper want to squeal in excitement but she couldn’t.

He was having a bit of trouble getting his dick in and out due to the mare's tightness. She was one of the sexiest, most beautiful and tightest mares he had ever defiled. She was so tight he felt like his dick was being constricted by her vaginal walls. It felt amazing.

Blueblood sensed once again that she was about to cum as he heard that heavy inaudible but breathy gasps coming out her mouth. But this time, he let her approach to her climax.

Her cunt seeped sex juices from the stimulation from the unwanted pleasure, making the stallion's dick slide in and out seamlessly, even with her tightness. Blueblood smiled a sadistic smile as he felt a sudden rush of wetness come from his wife's cunt. The groundskeeper felt like she was more of his sex slave than his wife.

He pumped in very hard, harder than the previous thrusts and placed his hooves on his wife’s face. Her mouth was slightly open and he licked her tongue lustfully. It was followed by another deep sloppy kiss with two tongues licking each other inside their two conjoined mouths.

King Blueblood smiled sexily at the groundskeeper. He had broken her and he loved it. Her orgasm had loosened up her pussy a little and allowed him to go even faster and soon found himself on the verge of orgasm.

“Ooooh, I love you, my honey!” said Blueblood between gasps of bliss, “I’m getting close! I’m about to cum!”

He was really getting close as his pleasure was reaching its zenith and he was about to go to his climax. His wife merely let opened her mouth and widened her eyes as she felt her husband shoot his hot, sticky load into her moist vagina.

That was the last straw for the groundskeeper. She broke down sobbing as she felt the semen flood into her abused pussy. She covered her face with her hooves and started bawling. After one last rough thrust shortly after his orgasm, Blueblood pulled his member out of his wife’s severely torn marehood.

“Now, I’m through here,” he finished as he climbed out of the bed, blew off the fire in the candle and walked to the doors, opening them as his dick began to shrink, “Anyway, I’m going to the showers to clean myself. Don’t worry. You will sleep beside me in that bed. Good night, my love.”

Blueblood smiled sadistically and left the room, closing the doors with magic, to take a bath in the shower room.

Meanwhile, inside the dark bedroom, the groundskeeper just laid there in Blueblood’s cum-soaked bed, crying, with the cum Blueblood just ejaculated earlier flowed off from her cunt. After this she really did believe she was a bad pony. She believed she was because she trusted a tyrant whom she thought at first as a handsome and generous prince. She just laid there crying all night.

She finally had enough. It would have been better if she never married Blueblood, but it already happened. She knew that the world was such a cruel place to live right now and not worth living for. She thought she doesn’t have anything left to live for. And that was why, the Queen decided to end her own life.

Blueblood and the other ponies of Equestria mourned for the loss of his wife, who had just become Queen in a few days and then committed suicide afterwards. However, after lamenting for a day, Blueblood just turned his eyes and mind off the dead mare and regretted nothing. For the entire time, Blueblood wanted to marry a mare who appreciates his activities, so that he can gain eternal life and total power and dictatorship over Equestria, who were now his. He foolishly tricked his own wife and used her as a tool to become a cruel dictator.

Until that day, nopony ever knew about the true nature and maliciousness of the Equestria monarchy that acted nastier through the years passing. There was not a rebellion in the pony nation of Equestria, and nopony foolish dared to defy the absolute authority of Blueblood’s kingship.

Until finally, there was one stallion who would try to end it all.

For him, his country has a social cancer that should be exposed to all Equestrians. And to that end, he intended to record his nation’s condition faithfully, without prejudice. He would lift the shroud that covers the evil, sacrificing everything to truth… even vanity itself. For as a citizen who pities the victims of oppression, he was conscious of his own defects and weaknesses. This “magical” yet impure land of Equestria contained certain secrets and revelations, so scandalous that nopony dared to know about or reveal them. He has attempted to what others refused to undertake. He tried to correct the eternal slander which for over a millennium has been attributed and contributed to Equestria.

Desiring the ponies’ common welfare and searching for the best cure, that stallion had done what the ancients did with their sick. They lay on the castle steps so that anypony who comes to pray might offer them as remedy. He has unmasked the hypocrisy which under the libertines in guise of those loyal to religion and royalty have impoverished, raped and brutalized everypony, both mare and stallion. He has distinguished true religion from false beliefs and those who exploit the Holy Word and serve the fellowship of the Holy Sisters that made the oppressed and commoner Equestrians believe in their lies which had put the pagan religion of Princesses Celestia and Luna to complete shame.

Outside the castles of Canterlot, in the town square, escorted by a group of royal guards, a pegasus mare with golden coat, black-and-gray mane and tail and a compass rose as her cutie mark, and four royal guards treating her ultimately brutally, were marching to the center of the town square for the explorer mare to be publicly humiliated.

The first royal guard was a unicorn using his pulsating member to penetrate her roughly in her marehood and his dildo with his unicorn magic to thrust deep inside her tight asshole. The second was a pegasus making the treasure hunter mare suckle his dick deep within her throat. The third was another unicorn whipping the poor mare and thus, bleeding her body in the process. The fourth was an earth pony, using a rope that tightly tied up to the mare’s wrapped hooves to pull the mare forward forcefully.

“You stole a treasure from the King! You should be punished!” the whipping guard shouted.

By the time she was captured by the guard, she was stripped off her clothes, lost her hat and began to be sexually violated by royal guards to be punished for that “theft”.

A group of stallions shouted out loud for the mare to be raped so badly she could die. A few mares cheered for that merciless act, but most of the mares cried for mercy and spare the life of the mare. But the guards were too busy to hear the mournings and cries of the mares who were having for the defiled explorer mare.

She was continuing to be whipped and raped, both anally and vaginally. Cum was filling both the mouth and cunt of the poor violated mare. Blood was flowing from both her anus and pussy. She couldn’t breathe due to being gagged by the penis she was forced to suck and taste at. The explorer mare was greatly embarrassed and humiliated. She fell down to the ground and tears began to flow from her eyes because of the extreme sadness she wallowed in. Her body was dirty, ragged and bleeding. Her mane was messy and she couldn’t escape since one of her wings was damaged long ago in one of her adventures, thus she can’t fly. The mare can’t take it anymore, not wanting another second of being harassed by the brutal royal guards simultaneously.

He had lifted the curtain to show the truth about Equestria’s oppressive and tyrannical government, disclosing to its fellowponies their defects, their vices; their culpable and cowardly indifferences resulted in their own misery.

In his conquests, he tried to correct the harmful accusations and destructions against fellow Equestrians. He brought out in the open the sad state of his own motherland, all their grievances and frustrations.

His name is Revolt Strike.

He is a dark-blue unicorn stallion, with black mane and tail, and a sickle crossed with a lightning bolt as his cutie mark. A cutie mark resembles one’s special talent, if not destiny. His resembles his anger towards the libertines and his ambitions to strike and cause an uprising in Equestria.

He has set the eyes and persona of those who were disgusted by the tyrannical reign of Blueblood and the Equestrian libertine monarchy. For this, he has said that all the ponies must be one if chaos was to end in Equestria and they can live in peace. He asked for reforms to change the order in his country but he failed. And because of unexpected circumstances and malicious happenings he witnessed with his naked eye, he was forced to assume another identity.

Revolt Strike assumed the disguise of another pony, under the name “the Philosopony”, a wise philosopher working and praising the Princesses with his absolute loyalty. He has the same coat color, but he has longer mane, thicker beard, sharper horn and red iris on his eyes. He wears blue-tinted glasses and a black uniform with pants on his hindlegs to completely cover his cutie mark and hide his true form. He has pretended to work with the libertines, but in fact, he secretly was against them and constructing a plan that would end the injustice in his abused nation once and for all.

Author's Note

My first clopfic/rapefic is here! Man, that was hard work. But that was worth it! I made it all by myself. Plus, this introduces the main character of the story at the end of the chapter. I will look forward to publishing more chapters and I hope you enjoy the first chapter of "El Equesterismo".

By the way, here is Revolt Strike, my OC and the main character in this story:

and his disguise, the Philosopony:

— The King of Kings