A Peek Into Sky Song's life

by pegasistershorty

Rating: mature
Tags: Dark
Length: 1281

Sky Song is a pegasus who is victim of a rapist almost everyday. Here is a peek into her life.

Sky Song is raped almost daily, at any time of day or night by Thunder Bolt. If she gets pregnant, he beats her until she miscarries, if she tries to escape, he plucks her wings. see a little bit of her life.

Published 1970-01-01 00:00:00 UTC
Last updated 2013-10-23 04:00:49 UTC

A Peek Into Sky Song's Life

When I woke up I sighed, knowing that it was going to be a long day, as usual. It was 8:38 A.M. and almost time for Thunder Bolt to give the slop that passes for food to me. Then I heard the door of her torture chamber slam shut as he came down the stairs.

"Here is your food whore, I will be down in 30 minutes for a special treatment after my wife goes to work."

Special treatments are blow-jobs. The reason he didn't have I give him a treatment was that his wife would here him groaning with pleasure. She worked for hours on end, meaning I was left here with this monster until she got home.

Thirty minutes quickly  passed until I heard the door again. He came down with a condom. The condom was not a good sign of what he intended to do. He took me out of the cage and he took off the chain.

“ Now go put on your costume and hurry about it!”

My costume is a skimpy little skirt and a see through body suit with holes for my marehood and ass. I was done within 1 minute. As soon as I came out of my changing room I clamped my mouth around his dick. I sucked in the way he always liked, to lick the end of his stallionhood and then suck while going up and down as I massage his ball sack.

“ Okay whore, later my friends are coming over later and they want a little ball release and you are going to help them do it.”

All of a sudden I was picked up in his aura of magic as he strapped me onto a table. First he grabbed my back hooves and tied them down, then my front, and finally my wings. He pulled out his condom just as there were many hoof steps coming down the stairs. When I saw them they all had condoms on already.

I felt a medium sized cock enter my ass and start humping. Then I saw an earth pony with an exceedingly large stallionhood coming up to my marehood. I felt the cock in my ass growing after what felt like hours of regretting that walk to Sugarcube Corner that got me marenapped at about the same time I got a cock shoved straight down my throat. As this was going on I saw the time: 1:39. that meant I had only 5 more hour until they might leave me alone for awhile.

I felt the ejaculation of the one in my ass and the growing of the dick in my marehood. Soon the one in my marehood cummed and that's when I realized that he wasn't wearing a condom which meant I was pregnant.

Pretty soon they got bored with what they were doing and unbound me. But before I could stand on my wobbly legs I was tied up so my most tender areas were showing. I heard them snap a whip in the air as I withdrew into my thoughts as the abuse began.

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At about 6:00 the door opened upstairs. The other stallions had gone home and I was caged and tied again. Thunder Bolt disappeared with a basket of laundry. He brought down my dinner and the lights went of for the night, signaling the end of my awful day. My nights are another awful area in life. I will have to tell you my family history first. I was born to an outlaw called Wild West Strangler. My mother is or was Luna. If I forgot to mention the special ring around my horn to suppress magic then sorry but I forget it most days. I got lost when my mother was banished to the moon and Aunt Celestia put a spell on me so my wings would be hidden until Mom got home which meant she is back but I am busy getting raped. Each night I dream of all my miscarried foals. The first was a  male unicorn with a dark purple coat and a electric blue mane. The second was a unicorn filly with a cream coat and a soft red-ish mane like Thunder Bolt. The third foal was colored identical to me: a sky blue coat with a softer blue mane with darker blue streaks like a music staff bar and being an alicorn. I dream of them in heaven along with foals I can not quite see yet, possibly meaning I will not be allowed to give birth to any. I always get pained at that because  I have always wanted to be a mother to many foals. Any time I think about this I always imagine meeting the pony of my dreams and having a large family of foals and possibly adopting. I dream about none of these tonight however, I dream about meeting my idol, Twilight Sparkle. I absolutely adore the unicorn or alicorn. I have only heard rumors about her becoming an alicorn. I have never had dreams about her before so I was startled and happy. She had a key gripped in her pink/purple aura and was heading towards the small cage I am always in. She simply left the key in the lock and unturned, she  got a blue aura instead now as she did a changeling spell and she became Thunder Bolt, laughing at my hopeful and eager look. With a very sudden jolt I woke up to drunken rambling. They had been raping me in my sleep and laughing at how stupid I was.

The door to the basement opened with a bang, shaking the whole room as a rainbow maned Pegasus came flying down with 5 Royal guard ponies who immediately hoof cuffed the men who had been raping me. The cyan pony got one look at me and said

“ Are you related to the princesses or something?” I went to speak but felt the gag, so I simply nodded. She flew off so fast that she did a color trick. I didn't know what it was so I simply didn't ask. Soon I passed out and guard ponies carried me out to a royal chariot and took me home

Fuck it!

ALL OF YOU BASTARDS OUT THERE WHO LEFT A MOTHER FUCKING DISLIKE WITHOUT A GODDAMN REASON BETTER GET YOUR ASSES BACK AND TELL ME WHAT THE FUCK YOU DIDN'T LIKE!on a lighter note i thank all favoriters and likers and the dilikers with a reason.

Epilogue

I woke with a start when I felt my Dashie's wingtips jar me from the terrifying memory. The dream -rather the nightmare- was what my life was like and it still terrified me to think of it. Rainbow knew it too, so she did one of the things I found comforting: slightly brushing her wingtips along my back and my wings. Rainbow's fuchsia eyes were watching, I always felt safe with those eyes. I knew that the cyan pegasus would protect me as long as I lived. Our foals, Magic Dash and Rainbow Song slept in rooms down the hall and, due to a sperm donor foal was on its way. I know that my family was safe, that I was safe. I slowly cast a sleeping spell on us both and wrapped my wings around Dash and we fell asleep like that, in the embrace of each others feathers and coats, knowing that we would always have a shoulder to lean on. There really is a rainbow after every storm, or more accurate, after every Thunderbolt storm, there is a Rainbow Dash