Call of the wild

I must have drifted off too sleep, because the next thing i noticed is that night had fallen. As I awoke I tried to move only to find my hooves had been tied.

"Um," Is all i could manage.

"Ah! Our prey has awakened," I move my head to find the voice.

"What's going? Why am i tied?" I ask, worried for what the answer might be.

A figure moves in the chair across the room. A few seconds later a light is turned on. "I told you that a punishment was due!" I see Bon Bon sitting in the chair.

"Bon Bon, why am I tied up?"

"Well, we couldn't have you getting cold feet now; could we?" Bon Bon slides off the chair and approaches the bed. At this point I swallowed hard.

“We?” I replied, Worry starting to build.

“Yes, we,” Bon Bon gestures behind her.

I look to where she was gesturing and see Lyra and Derpy. I notice at this point, all three are wearing black leather tied into different designs over their bodies. Lyra's outfit seems to cross on her chest, while it passes back around her neck also crossing on her back, then I see it go up the back of her neck and wrapped around her horn. Derpy's outfit was almost the same as Lyras but folded under her wings and very neatly curved around her flank, then my vision passed back to Bon Bon.

Her outfit seemed to be more elaborate than Lyras or Derpys, it started out as leather boots riding all the way up to her flank and shoulders. The rest it seemed to be thick straps wrapping around her body and ending up as small points.

“Why are you all dressed like that?” My voice showing every ounce of fear.

WHACK!

Bon Bon hits me with what looks like a large stick with a small piece of fabric tied to the end.

“Ow, what was that for?” I cry out.

WHACK!

Bon Bon hits me again, this time with more force; causing my stomach to bruise.

“You will only speak, when given permission!” Bon Bon states with the stick raised above her head.

“OK,OK! Just don't hit me!” I blurt out.

WHACK! WHACK!

This time it wasn't Bon Bon that hit me, it was Lyra.

“She said, you don't speak unless given permission!” Lyra shouts wielding a similar stick.

I give a small nod. My face and side turning red where she hit me.

“Now little...Slave! What shall we do to you hmm?” Bon Bon walks around the bed pacing back and forth, I go to respond then quickly shut up as I see Lyra tapping her stick in her hoof.

“Well?” Lyra asks forcefully, pushing the stick into my muzzle.

“Calm Lyra, the slave is obeying his masters; as we have not given him permission to speak,” Bon Bon says; Lyra smiles.

I noticed through all this Derpy was just watching, though I did see a small wash of sadness cross her face.

“You have permission to speak slave,” Lyra states removing the stick from my face.

“Why isn't Derpy...Helping?” I ask sheepishly.

Bon Bon and Lyra turn to Derpy, who just stares down at the floor while rubbing her right hoof on her left leg.

“That's because she hasn't earned the right to punish you...yet!” Bon Bon says as she walks over to Derpy and lays one leg over her shoulders.

“Then maybe she can earn it?” I reply.

“Oh, and what would you have her do to you? Slave!” Bon Bon starts to rub Derpys muzzle with her front hoof causing Derpy to blush.

“I did enjoy...” I trail off.

“You enjoyed what slave tell us?” Lyra now sits beside Derpy stroking her other cheek.

“I ENJOYED THE WHACKING PADDLE!” I shout out unable to control myself, why was I enjoying this so much?

“Oh, you enjoyed our little toy did you?” Bon Bon gives an evil grin.

“Yes, I want Derpy to hit me again!” Derpy's ears prick up.

“Did you hear that Derpy, he wants you to hit him again!” Derpy looks to Lyra then to the paddle in her hooves.

“A-Are y-you sure?” Derpy asks me, I nod.

“Yes, I don't know why but I loved it!” I yell out.

“OK,” Derpy grabs the paddle and walks to the bed.

“Let me Derpy,” I hear Lyra saying as my body gets untied and flipped over so I'm lying face down.

“Hit him here,” I see Bon Bon pointing to a section of my flank.

WHACK!

“Oh, Celestia yes,” I scream as the first hit crashes down onto my flank. “Harder!” I shout, losing all of my sound mind as Derpy hits me harder.

WHACK!

I hear Lyra and Bon Bon laughing as my flank takes repeated hits from Derpy.

WHACK! WHACK! WHACK!

Just as my flank goes numb, I hear Bon Bon speak. “Derpy! That's enough, Something else needs our attention!” I try to think what she means until I realise my wings have hardened. “It seems our little slave, needs some; wing attention.”

I feel two hooves grab my left wing and two hooves grab my right as another set press between the shoulder joints. “Aghh!” I grunt as the joints get massaged. “This isn't so bad,” I think to myself, only to feel teeth clamp down on my wing joint and sink in. “AHHHHH!” I scream feeling something warm trickle down my back and side. I look to the bed sheet as I see blood, “WHAT THE BUCK!” I yell again as I feel more and more blood run off my back.

“Bon Bon!” I hear Lyra shout. “That's too much, we are only supposed to play with him!”

I feel my wings drop as the grabbers let go and the figure on my back leaps off.

“Oh Celestia,” I hear Bon Bon cry, “what have I done?”

I try to move my right but have no success. “What happened?” I yell out.

“I seem to have bitten too hard,” Bon Bon replies.

“Why can't feel my right wing!” I now start to panic.

“Don't move!” Derpy shouts, “if you move it will get worse!”

“Buck, Buck!” I shout out.

“OK, I’ve got it!” Bon Bon says.

“Good! Now just apply pressure here and I'll call the doctor.”

“Wait! shouldn't we remove our outfits first?” Bon Bon asks.

“We could but you bit down on a large vein cluster, if no-one puts pressure on it he could bleed out,” after hearing those words my vision starts to haze.

“I'll do it!” Derpy states.

“But Derpy you won't be able to remove your outfit!” Lyra replies.

“It doesn't matter, you two get the doctor and look presentable; I'll hold his wound.”

“Derpy...Why?” I ask still half woozy.

“Well, truth is...I-I kind of like you!” Derpy stammers.

At this point my vision fades to black as I pass out, but before I do I hear Derpy shout out. “Um, girls; I can't feel any pulse.”