~*Prologue*~
"Oh sweet bones of my neutered father!"
"Tail-Hound, we need you to calm the hell down. It could be worse! At least she ain't dead."
"I'm callin' da Don. Shit really hit da fan."
You're probably wondering what's going on in this situation. And I agree! I had no clue as to what I was doing. Just a few hours ago, my boys here told me to find a good candidate for the new slave trafficking and reign 'em in. Just a random mare or stallion, as long as they get the picture of what we expect of them. It sounded simple enough, as long as we don't get caught from the Night Guards. But now, my clumsiness has caught up with me. Hell, it usually saved my skin more times than I can count.
...if I can count.
"No! Don't call the Don! If we just keep quiet and-"
"You's fuckin' with me, right? Tail-Hound fucked up big time an' I ain' not lettin' the schmuck get me iced cuz...REMINGTON DID YA NOT SEE HE FUCKED-"
"Keep your voice down, you loony!"
Remington, my best friend since I came into their gang, was trying to defend me. He's a good mutt. I was thankful when one of the caporegime, or capos...or captains of the mob, assigned him to me when I became a soldier. We both rose up to capos and became quite popular among the family. Although, it's his wit and way he is that got him friends. I was, too. Mostly because-
"He's a fuckin' klutz!" He was spot on with that. "A fuckin' retard that I've eva worked with. How da hell is he a damn capo! He don't amount to nothin'!" Okay, I think you guys get the picture.
I felt really guilty for the shit I pulled. Tears ran down my snout and my paws rubbed against my head. I looked away from my partners, looking at the door. It lead to what might be the quietest room in this part of Equestria. Little town nearby with a giant tree for a library. Never seen anything like it. But that's where I got the first slave on this part of the branch. No pun intended with that library tree thing.
My first mistake was not looking at who it was. It was really dark out and I was happy that my first capture was luckily all alone. I put a rag, dipped in sleeping medicine (I think it's like a fast acting NyQuil), and put it over her muzzle. That got her to sleep. My second mistake, that I just realize, was that I made myself really conspicuous to a nearby household. I simply held my catch over my shoulder, no duffelbag or anything. Third mistake is that I cut myself on the splintered abandoned tracks. My blood is probably staining the shiny metal of the tracks.
The last mistake was not listening to the door. We were in a shack on abandoned railroad tracks. A simple shack until you find a lever that opens up the staircase. Leads to the room I'm in and to this soundproof room. I took her in there and did what I was told.
Reign 'em in.
"Why didn't ya listen to the door?!" This mutt was Buck. He was the consigliere, or chief advisor, of the gang.
Oh! Forgot to mention, my family was called the Barklyn Barkers. In the years before I was born, they were the only competent rivals that were neck and neck with the giant Diamond Dogs. But after a humiliating situation with Rarity, a famous fashion designer nowadays, they were vulnerable for them to take them over. But the people in the D.D left the gang and decided to switch their...oh man, what's that word...loyalties! That's it! They left to join us since the D.D's leaders turned into pussies by a whining pony. If it were us, she'd still be famous, but not by being what she is.
More like a pornstar, just so some of you, that are slow like me, know.
Oh fuckity damn, I almost forgot. The room I looked in. It had the pony that I captured and raped into submission. Her mane and coat was a sticky mess. Pink with a violet and sapphire blue streaks. Her coat had her mother's magic aura, raspberry in color. Oh my fuck. She looked up at me and walked up to me. Her hugs was smearing my fur with my own cum, disgusting Buck and Remington.
"Ugh, fuck man." I'm gonna ice Remington for laughing at me. "That's disgusting."
"Haha, if we weren't fucked, I'd be laughing way harder and almos' feel bad. And if it were somepony different."
Her eyes looked up to me and her hands were pressing against my groin. Not in a painful way, but it felt that it was out of want. Like a baby wanting their momma's tit so that she gets her milk. I was the momma and my cock was the tit.
"Mas...ter..." That was enough to make everyone shut their mouths. Buck looked at me angrily and grabbed me by my neck. The pony started crying and looking at me worriedly. "Master!"
"Tail-Hound, I'm three seconds away from rattin' ya out to the guards." Buck's breath smelled like what he should be doing to himself. "So I wants ya to do me a few favors right now."
"Anything! I don't care just don't hurt me. I didn' mean to do this!" I pleaded. He smiled and let go of me.
"Get on your knees."
"No! Don't make me suck your dick!" His face reddened in embarrassment, probably telling me that's not what he had in mind.
"Not even if we were da last mutts on dis world. Now, on your knees." I quickly complied, going on my knees. "Look up to me." I cringed a little, trying not to think dirty thoughts. I didn't find the guy attractive, but as long as I don't get sent to the sun. I looked up at him, staring into his eyes. He may had the cutest blue eyes, but his breath and face made my balls want to go inert. "Now tell me what you did. Howl it out."
"Buck, don't do this to him." Remington sighed. "Don't do your dumb schtick on him."
"I will make 'im do dis. Now, say it, Tail-Hound."
"I fucked da prcss drtr..." I mumble a bit. He slapped my face, prompting a reaction out of the pony. Remington had to hold her so that she wouldn't get in the way.
"Sorry...couldn't hear ya..." Buck was annoying me, but I really didn't want to give him what he wanted...the sat...satisfaction, I think?
"I fucked the-"
"Can't hear ya!" Buck yelled, hurting my ears. I growled and stood up, shouting in his face the deed that I've done.
"I FUCKED THE PRINCESS' DAUGHTER!"
