Disturbed

by Marcellus Spike

Rating: mature
Tags: Twist, Tragedy, Slice of Life, Crossover, Dark, Twilight Sparkle, Anthro, Gore, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Spike, Rarity, Romance, Fluttershy, Sex
Length: 1063

Twist gets her revenge.

Twist is officially dinkledorfed in the head as you will learn while reading the most disturbing revenge a small mare could ever possibly think up in her swiggidyswanked up little mind (poor Spike).

Epic conclusion to the award winning trilogy.

Published 2013-09-24 17:40:02 UTC
Last updated 2013-09-24 17:40:02 UTC

PORN

It's been ten years since I last saw the light. Sometimes I can't remember how I even got here.

"Play thing? Where are you hiding?" her voice rang down the large steel corridor.

Spike shivered. The Rape Castle could be so cold sometimes. He had to keep making his way away from the echo her demonic voice. He had to find a way out of this hell.

Spike stumbled into a dark room. The door closed behind him.

Suddenly he saw, in the darkness, an exit sign light up.

YES! This is it!

Spike was about to take a step when he realized what a terrible mistake he had just made.

He knew his mistress better than this by now. She was fucking with him. She purposely left the keys to his cage laying there for him to take. She knew he would try to escape. She wanted him to try to escape. It was all just a trap. Now she could punish him more severely for trying to escape.

Spike's eyes grew bigger as the horror of what was about to happen to him ran threw his mind.

How much worse could she give it too me than she normally does?

Silly Spike. Never underestimate her.

"Twist... Please..." Spike begged as the lights in the room came on.

"You've been naughty."

"I know I have mistress! I'll be good! I promise!"

"Please tell me how the fuck I could let you get off the hook for something like this!?"

"It's easy, mistress! Just let me off the hook is how! Please!"

"This is why I have to punish you. You act like you've done nothing wrong."

"No. I've been awful. Just awful, mistress" his eyes teared up, "I just don't want you to torment me anymore."

"Torment!? Torment!? You know you enjoy what I do to you. If you had an opportunity to leave you wouldn't seriously take it because you're a whore and I know it. You know it."

Spike started sobbing, "Please..."

"I know just what will cheer you up!"

"NOOOOO!"

...

It was getting late and I could feel that a storm was coming so I started to set up camp for the night.

The Misty Mountains could throw some rough storms at you.

I scratched my beard that was now about a foot long. To think I was only a sophomore in high school when I started my journey and now I'm into my late twenties.

Once I got my make shift shelter made I decided I was hungry, "better drink my own piss."

I drained the old lizard into the small plastic cup that had embarked on this journey with me more than ten years ago and drank my own piss.

I started studying the old map that The Doctor had given me. He said he got it from an old wizard long ago in an alternate universe.

I need to keep heading through the mountains. After that I'll have a forest to get through and then I'm at the Rape Castle. According to the map, it's built right into the Lonely Mountain. I'll have to get through a secret door though in order to avoid Twist.

"I'm coming for you, Spike."

...

Twilight stood up to stretch out and walk around her ginormous office for a minute. Her city had already gone to shit what would one more smoke break mean.

All she did all day was plot against Fluttershy and send her splicers to try to clean her great city up and take care of business. This Angel character has been a pain in Twilight's ass most recently.

The monitor over Twilight's desk lite up.

She could see the bunny bludgeoning splicers to death with that rusty carrot he had picked up earlier.

"Good. Now, would you kindly make your way to Twilight's office and kill the son of a bitch" Twilight heard Fluttershy say through the monitor.

"FUCK!"

...

Spike felt the large metal strap on thrust deep inside his asshole. This didn't hurt like it used to. He had experienced it too many times. Twist had made his asshole too loose.

"You like that don't you?"

"Yes, mistress" Spike replied obediently.

"You want to be my cock sheath?" Twist asked poor Spike.

"Yes please. I deserve this."

"We're gonna play a game, okay? Does that sound fun?"

Spike shivered at the thought of playing one of Twist's games but of course, he said, "Yes it does."

Spike almost fainted when he saw what Twist was holding, "No! Not this again! Please! Twist!"

"You're not allowed to speak, whore. You're only allowed to say 'yes.' Is that clear?"

"Yes."

She first hung Spike on the ceiling by his arms.

Twist then clipped a large metal clip that had a wire leading somewhere to each of Spike's nipples.

Fuck! This shit hurt!

Spike heard the static that meant the battery was on.

"I'm going to stick this slippery dildo in your ass. If it falls out, your nipples get it. Sound fun?"

"Why are you doing this to me? Wh... AHHHHH!" Spike's nipples felt a jolt of electricity.

The sound of the static was always the scariest part.

"The only word in your vocabulary is 'yes.' Ready?"

"Yes."

Once the dildo was in, it took all of Spike's mental and physical prowess to keep it in.

I busted in the door in to find Twist abusing Spike.

I took my samurai sword and stabbed Rarity in the chest.

Twist noticed and pulled away from Spike and reached for a gun.

I was pointing the sword right at Twist's throat, "I bet you want that gun there boy. Go on. Grab it..."

"Step aside Dick Smalley..." I heard Spike say from behind me as I heard the shotgun cock.

I stepped aside.

I watched as a miracle unfolded before my eyes. Spike's dick and balls slowly regenerated and he gained two hundred pounds and turned black as fuck.

He was now Marcellus Spike.

Marcellus Spike shot Twist in the balls.

"What now?" I said to the kingpin.

"What now? I tell you what now. Imma call a couple a hard pipe hittin' niggas, to go to work on the holmes here with a pair of pliers and a blow torch. YOU HERE ME TALKIN' HILLBILLY BOY!? Imma get medieval on yo ass."

thr ende