James’ head throbbed and ached. He slowly opened his eyes and saw a darkened room. He reached for his head but was stopped when he realized that his wrists were chained to the wall he was against. He furiously tried to free himself but as he wriggled a voice came out from the shadows.
“Hehe, I don’t think that’s gonna work”
“Wait, who is that? Where am I? How did I get here?” James said frantically.
“Relax, I saved you from the cold. You were passed out in an alley,” replied the figure.
James looked around to where he might have been taken. The room looked different from anything he had ever seen. Even the leather straps that bound his wrists and ankles looked different. Everything that was visible to James looked different. Everything had a cartoony look to it.
“Can I at least know who I'm talking to?” James said with quiet nervousness.
Slowly the figure that had been so calmly talking to James stepped forward. The shadow slowly lifted it self from the bottom up. He saw these legs that did not look like humans legs. The black latex on the odd looking legs shined as they stepped into the light. As James saw more and more of the figure he figured that what he saw was not human, the legs were too long for the short torso that he could see. He couldn’t believe what he was seeing, there he was staring a pony in the face and not just any pony, his favorite pony, Pinkie Pie.
“How did I get here,” James said slightly confused, “am I dreaming?”
“Of course not silly head.” Pinkie responded.
“So why am I here”
“Well you see I found you passed out in an alley so I brought you here to keep you safe.”
“And what about me being tied up?” James grew more and more nervous as he asked each question
Pinkie just giggled as she stepped back into the shadows. She returned back into the light with a black box. She opened the box in a way that James couldn’t see her or what was inside. She peered over to James from the side of the box, she met his eyes looked back into the box and giggled. After a couple of seconds of shuffling Pinkie pushed the box to the side. At first James couldn’t see any difference in what Pinkie had done but as she moved closer he saw that there was more of the shiny black material clinging to Pinkies body. Pinkie moved up to James’ ear and lifted herself onto her hind legs. She brought her snout up to his ear.
“Just relax, it’ll make it easier.” She whispered
“W-What?” James said nervously. James looked down at the mare’s body to see what she may have pulled out of the black box that now sat in the corner of the room. Once he looked down her his heart sank, he turned white as he was face to face with a black strap on that was close to twice the width of his own member. He looked up to meet Pinkies eyes again. Pinkie looked deep into his eyes and gave him a smile.
“Well I guess we’ll have to do something about those clothes.” Pinkie said seductively.
Pinkie walked over to the table on the other side of the room and grabbed knife that had been lying on the table. She walked back over James and started cutting away at his shirt.
“Wait!” James exclaimed. “I don’t want to do this, please, please just let me go.” Pinkie paused for a second then a smile grew on her face.
“That’s the spirit,” replied Pinkie. She went back to the table and put down the knife.
“Wait so you’ll let me go?” James asked reluctantly.
“…Eventually” Pinkie grinned. She walked back over to the helpless human and caressed his face. She ran her hoof down his chest and ripped the rest of his shirt off. James quickly tried to think of a way out of the situation but every movement Pinkie made scrambled his brain.
“Don’t worry, this will be fun.” Pinkie giggled. James felt his shackles come loose from the wall and his hands fell into his lap. Pinkie grabbed James’ cuffs and pulled him to the corner of the room that the table sat on.
“Bend over!” Pinkie commanded as she slammed James against the table and stretched his arms to the other end where pinkie tied him down once more. James stood bent over the table as he felt his pants being cut open from the sides. James suddenly felt the chill of the basement air as his pants and under garments were pulled away from him.
James just laid his head on the table, his knees shaking as he heard the clop of Pinkie’s hooves as she walked behind him. He heard the feint sound of the strap-on thumping against the mare’s hind legs as she walked. Suddenly the room went quiet. James raised his head in curiosity. Just as he was about to turn his head around he felt two hooves pressing his chest back down into the table and felt the warmth of the pony’s strap-on between his legs. James’ heart sunk as he felt one of the hooves lift off of his back and felt the smooth latex strap-on brush against his own member. James clenched his teeth in anxiousness when he could no longer feel the latex on his inner thigh. Seconds James felt what he had been anticipating. Pinkie had penetrated the helpless boy with only half of what was attached to her. James screamed with pain as his anus was stretched.
“What,” Pinkie asked, “you don’t like this kind of party?” The pink mare continued to violate the young boy, as she thrusted she savored every painful sound James made. Finally after playing and taunting her prisoner she gave him the rest of what she expected he wanted. She pushed the rest of the latex strap-on deep into James. The latex easily slid in and out of James’ body. With each cry for help her pleasure grew.
Pinkie soon found herself bored with this basic sex method. She wanted more physical enjoyment. She pulled the attached member out James walked out of sight and removed her artificial horse strap-on. James panted heavily, his body more sore than he had ever been before. Pinkie then pulled a metal chair over to the center of the room and unchained James’ cuffs from the table. After dragging his motionless body over to the chair she wrapped his arms around the chair. She then sat herself down on the chair and put the boys head face down right in her lap. The only way James could get his hands free were to raise his hands and cuffs over the pony.
“Now pinkie promise you’ll do a good job,” Pinkie grinned, “you don’t want to disappoint me do you?” the only response Pinkie heard was a few groans and mumbles.
“I’ll take that as a yes then, now get to work.” she commanded. James had never had a lot of experience with eating out a girl back in his world but maybe it wouldn’t be so hard he thought. He started off slow as he had normally seen in the porn that he would watch.
“What are you doing I said I wanted pleasure not to be tickled,” Pinkie said angrily, you don’t want to break a pinkie promise!” she smacked him on the head with her hoof. The hardness of the hoof rattled James’ brain and it took him a few minutes for him to realize what needed to be done which only angered Pinkie further.
After he had come back to James thought to himself, “Well I guess there’s only one way out of this.” He thought about all the porn he watched and what he might be able to do to get pleasure the mare. After some techniques he thought he could try without his hands. He thrust his tongue deep into the awaiting pony. Pinkie gasped at the sudden penetration but commanded to be satisfied more. James wiggled his tongue in such a way that he made Pinkie moan at one point. He knew at this point that he might disorient her enough to possibly make an escape from this dark prison. He was going to please her just enough for her to lose enough senses. His only hope was that she would not get bored with him and change positions.
Then it happened, Pinkie’s hind legs started to tremble and her eyes rolled back. James took his chance, he grabbed the chain that linked his shackles and flipped the chair knocking Pinkie back onto her back. James took off running up the stairs. Once he busted the door down he looked around, he was in Sugar Cube Corner. He ran to the front of the shop, when he looked over his shoulder to see if Pinkie was chasing him he smashed into Mrs. Cake knocking both of them over.
“Now what the hay,” Mrs. Cake said a little confused at the naked beast in front of her, “who- what are you?”
“MRS. CAKE,” James exclaimed, “you’ve got to hide me from Pinkie!”
“Do I know you?”
“Please there’s no time!”
“Ok,” Mrs. Cake pointed to the stairwell, “hide in the first room on the right and keep the lights off.”
“Thank you” James ran off up the stairs and into the room Mrs. Cake instructed him to. James could barely hear the silent mumbles of Pinkie and Mrs. Cake. He lay naked on the floor of the small room listening to the clopping of Pinkie’s hooves while she searched for her escaped prisoner. After a few minutes James heard Pinkie and Mrs. Cake yelling at each other. Then he heard the front door flapping back and forth. James let out a sigh of relief and sat up when he could no longer hear Pinkie’s voice. A few minutes passed and he heard the clopping of hooves up the stairs. James crawled to the wall even though he was sure it was Mrs. Cake. The door opened and a thin beam of light entered then room and then left as James saw the silhouette of the middle-aged mare enter the room and closed the door.
“Psst. it’s me Cup Cake,” Mrs. Cake whispered, “it’s safe now.” James peeked his head out.
“I’m over here, can we turn a light on.” James responded. Mrs. Cake flipped the switch on the wall near her and the room lit up. James looked around the pink colored room; balloons were painted all over the walls. On the far wall James saw a bed and in the corner he saw the party cannon and other assorted party items, the only window in the room had its blinds drawn. Obviously James was standing in Pinkie’s room. He looked over to Mrs. Cake who still stood at the door. She was still curious at what this thing standing in front of her was.
“Thank you,” James said with relief, “you have no idea what you just saved me from”
Mrs. Cake just stood there silently pondering at James. She took a half step forward but then quickly retreated. A silence fell over the room as the two looked at each other. The two both had so many questions that neither of them could answer. The flapping of the front door and Pinkie yelling for Mrs. Cake quickly broke the silence. James’ heart sank and Mrs. Cake opened the door.
“I’ll lock the door, only I’ll be able to open it don’t worry.” She whispered
“Thank you.” James responded.
Mrs. Cake trotted downstairs to confront the disgruntled Pinkie. James went over to put his ear to the door but just as he did he heard the clopping of two ponies hooves walking upstairs. He jumped back once he heard the doorknob being jostled. James quickly flipped the light off and tried to find a place to hide. He silently stumbled around the room and finally found Pinkie’s bed and slid himself snuggly under it. Just as he settled himself the door flew open and Pinkie stepped in the room with Mrs. Cake behind her.
“See? There is no one in here. Now do you mind telling me who you are looking for?” Mrs. Cake asked.
Pinkie replied with a grunt and stormed out of the room. Mrs. Cake closed the door and walked over to the bed. She grabbed James’ exposed chains and yanked him out from under the bed.
“Next time get your whole body under the bed,” she said a little angry as she plopped herself down on the bed.
“Sorry” James replied, “umm, do you have anything to get these things off?” He turned toward her and held up his cuffs.
“Why don’t we keep those on for a little while longer,” Mrs. Cake replied with a devilish grin.
“Huh?” James suddenly felt hooves from behind push him down onto his knees and into Mrs. Cake’s pussy. He looked up at Mrs. Cake and met her grinning eyes staring back at him. James then heard a voice from behind.
“Now you shouldn’t have run from me. You broke the pinkie promise.” Pinkie said bitterly. James’ heart sank, but just as he was about to say something back he was once again penetrated by Pinkie and shoved into Mrs. Cake.
“You really shouldn’t have done that James,” Mrs. Cake said, “but I don’t think I really mind now get to work.” She placed her hoof on James’ head and pushed him into her. James could only comply with the mares’ demands as they held him against his will. Any enjoyment that James was getting out of being face down in one of his favorite pony’s pussy was null due to the fact his favorite pony was raping him from behind. Both ponies moaned in enjoyment as they gained their final satisfaction with the young human. Pinkie then pulled the large latex member out of James’ ass and let him collapse to the floor.
The mares then walked over to James’ head and whispered in his ear, “Welcome to your new home, friend.” They then walked out of the room giggling. James just lay on the floor in silence. He tried to think of anyway out of this until the silence was broken by another voice.
“Well now how did you get in here?” asked the voice. James looked up and saw Mr. Cake staring down on the helpless creature that lay naked on the floor.
“Oh we’re done with him for now.” Pinkie said peeking back into the room
“Goodie for me then.” Mr. Cake said happily.
