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                       Binky Bottom                        
                    -by Oliver-England-                    
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                     The Only Chapter                      
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The Only Chapter
It was a gloomy afternoon in a small penthouse in the 3rd district of Canterlot. It’s a single floor complex with modern furnishing, modern technology, and a fresh young inhabitant ‘England’.
The entire apartment was silent, nothing filled the air but the quiet pitter pattering of the rain outside and the louder pitter patting of the keyboard inside.
In a stationary desk sat the young stallion. He was a paper back writer for a big time publishing company called “Words Smith”. Ever so slowly he striked the keys causing an amassed amount of words to atomize unto the plasma screen in front of him.
Through his blue hair with red steaks he saw a collection of words that seemed to form the perfect paragraph to him.
Ding Dong! A loud bell echoed through out the apartment. England looked around, never before had he had another pony in his apartment. He got off of his his black leader computer chair and sprinted at the elevator door.
He sat up straight; fixed his tie, and parted his long bangs to one side of his face and smiled. Stuttering a moment he turned the key to the elevator and activated it’s chrome door.
The door slid open, England turned his head. Bizarre really, he wasn’t expecting anyone. Before he had a moment to respond a cheerful voice called out, “England”! The mysterious silhouette became colorized and pounced atop of him.
England blinked his tired eyes a few times in disbelief, he thought to himself, “I’m going to die aren’t I?” England closed his eyes cringing ready to surmount the worst.
He felt it, a jovial tongue licked the side of his face.
England opened his eyes cringing even more, his mouth grimaced, “Gwak, what is wrong with you?!”
The cheerful mystery pony lowered her ears, with a frown she apologized, “England, I-I’m sorry… but don’t you recognize me?”
The Light gray pagasus examined the mare standing over his body; she was as young as he was, blond hair with a brunette streak, really perky in every aspect.
“Binky?” England questioned.
Binky hopped off of England giggling a bit, “Right-e-o, I’m just your ol’ favorite lass, I swear on meh mum!”
England  rolled his eyes before standing back on his fours, “You do realize you almost gave me a heart attack back there? That was not very paragon behavior Miss Bottom” England dusted off his chest and re-adjusted his tie.
Binky stepped back apathetically, “Well sorry England, I thought I’d give you the proper Ponyville welcome!”
England smirked, “Is that what that’s called? Funny, we tend to call that ‘assault’ here in Canterlot.”
Binky smiled, “Hehe, well I’ve been walking around England looking for you all day. I was just in the neighborhood and I wanted to give my favoritist friend in the world a visit.”
England laughed, “My my, you’ve been spending too much time with Pinkie Pie. I’ve been reading the letters you’ve been sending me, I’m glad to know your baby sitting business is starting to take off.”
Binky smiled looking at the amazingly decored home, “I see you’re doing well for yourself, apparently you’ve been living the royal life style I see?”
England shrugged, “It’s all the same to me. All this is space age furniture and wall art done by a bunch of pretentious artist. I swear it’s like they don’t even know a canvas from cannabis.
Binky laughed, “Well, are you atleast enjoying your time her in Canterlot? I know Mr.BigTimeAuthor here has been awful busy!” Binky winked punching her friend in his arm.
The Pagasus smirked looking at his earthpony friend, “You know Pinkie, it’s not easy living here. Between writing and travling and such I never have time for my pony friends.”
Binky walked up to him nuzzling at his side, she smiled, “Silly, you have me and you know I’m always there for you!”
England watched it as Binky’s long golden tail smack him in the face, he watched her plot shake infront of him. His eyes cast open admiring the fine mare infront of him, “Brilliant” he whispered under his breath.
England shook is head to regain his focus, he raised an eyebrow at his adorable mare friend, “So, what brings you around my neck of the woods anyway dear? It couldn’t very well be just to see me, I mean, I’m not really one for small talk now.”
Binky walked up to England, her face beamed as she blushed, “Well, I kinda wanted to spend the night with you. I finally got enough money to leave Ponyville for the day and I couldn’t of thought of a better looking stallion to spend my evening with.”
England blushed, “Right then, would you like me to make you dinner Love?”
Binky pondered it a moment, she smiled looking her friend directly in the eye, “Hehe, nah I’ll starve!” she winked.
England rolled his eyes, “Come on Binks, I’ll make you a salad or something.”
Binky sat down in the kitchen table. A finely crafted solid black table that sat on the opposite side of the kitchen counter
England was working at. It had enough room for four people but there were only two chairs.
Binky looked to her side were a white leather couch and Plasma screen T.V sat, bizarre. Such luxury items were never seen elsewhere in Equestria.
England walked over with the two plates. In proper order he set the ceramics, the napkins, then the silverware. He smirked looking at Binky while he sat down, “So Binky, has anything else been going on? You know, since you moved to Ponyville?”
Binky lifted the fork of salad up to her muzzle then dropped it, she smiled awkwardly as she came up with a response, “Well, It’s been busy. Between taking care of the twins and all I’ve barely had enough time to talk to others. I do have a fiancé now
though…”
The gray stallion dropped his fork and puckered his eyebrow, “Wait, you’re telling me that you; came to Canterlot, without your husband, for ‘no particular reason’, and you were planning on me providing my apartment as an inn?”
Binky blushed, “I mean… I know you said you were lonely and it won’t be long until I’m married, so… why not?”
England smiled, “Brilliant. Well, I’ll be happy to provide you ‘comfort’. Until then let’s just enjoy our meal shall we?”
Binky smiled focusing back on her meal, “Thanks England” she took a bite of her forks metal sliding it off of its trident.
Quietly the two spent a solace moment together eating in near silence; a quiet tension filled the air. The two sat across from each other occasionally stopping to smile at one another.
England’s demeanor remained calm and collective, it seemed what Binky was asking didn’t even phase him. Binky meanwhile kept a strong blush on her face, something didn’t feel right; then again what she was asking wasn’t really right.
The two finished their salad in what seemed to be exact unison; the room was silent until England cleared the air. Wiping some dressing off of his face he smirked, “So Binky dear, would you like to ‘go to bed now’?” It is awful late.
Binky’s mind was racing, everything that her and her fiancé dreamed of, everything they built; the trust, commitment, the memories. They were all going to be cast aside for some careless act of lust.
England escorted Binky to his room; he opened the door to a lightless room. Binky stepped halfway through the doorway and peeked her head inside, maintaining a worried expression she turned her head at her stallion friend.
Binky stuttered shaking her head, “O-O-Oliver, I-I can’t- I can’t do this-Ahh!”
England using the full force of his weight rammed into the mare causing her to crash on to the floor.
Binky felt disoriented and paralyzed, a rough thumbing overwhelmed every nerve in her back. She must have brushed something. All of a sudden a quick flash of light revealed England’s Bedroom.
Much like the rest of the house the room was all modernized; solid wood furniture, spring colored walls, and hard wood floors. The bed’s frame was solid black like the table, a queen sized mattress with a heavy white comforter and many pillows that followed their own black/white designs.
Binky rolled on her back a bit, the pain so striking it was hard to get on her hoofs again. She felt him, the handsome gray stallion stood over her. She watched as he kicked the door shut with his back hoof.
England knelt down over her body, he felt her trembling; her body shaky and cold. He leaned in and planted a kiss on her muzzle. She resisted at first but submitted letting his tongue dawn into her mouth.
The two’s eyes closed, they spent what seemed like forever battling for dominance in Binky’s mouth. Binky tried resisting but she just ended up adding to England’s pleasure.
Retracting his tongue the two ponies panted exhausted from their indulgence with each other. A searing white hot adrenaline over took their body, both of them got excited.
Binky felt it, England’s rock hard cock on her wet snatch. It was shameful; she was throwing everything her and her most cherished loved one’s sexual sanctity for one last wild swing.
England smirked, a faint blush on his face as he felt his erect member hovering over Binky’s glistening flower, “So, do you want it?”
Binky panted a view times, nothing in her world existed but England’s blood red eyes, “No-but I’m sure you know that don’t you?”
England smiled kissing he on the cheek, “I know exactly what you need Binky…”
Binky blushed, she knew what was happening and she was glad it was.
England grabbed Binky’s front hoofs forcing her on her back two’s. He shoved her onto the bed and did a little hop to make his way on top of the mattress.
There Binky Laid, she backed her way up leaning her head on the bed’s pillows. She watched as England walked towards her, a dark black void swallowed the inside of his maroon iris.
Binky trembled, she felt as England’s rather fit figure surmounted her own. Her hoofs flailing effortlsly in the air like an infant, struggling was useless; she broke down crying.
England smirked, a malicious intent in his eyes he pinned his mare friend’s forhoofs to the pillows. He leaned in, a coy smile on his face he pressed his forehead against hers, “My My Binky, you’re looking absolutely adorable tonight. Perhaps it’s something you’ve done with your hair…” The gray stallion leaned in kissing his mare friend.
Binky smiled coyly, “Oh umm… thanks. I-just-just be gentle alright?” she said a deep blush overtook her face.
A wicked grin stretched across England’s face as he advanced on the mare. He lined up with cock with her clit. He teased it grinding his stomach up and down his friend’s.
With a kiss of the lips and a forceful clench of Binky’s forehoofs England rammed is member into his mare friends.
A tear fell from Binky’s eye, the pain was only temporary- she felt her vagina getting stimulated. She liked the intense pressure of her best friend’s cock in her snatch, it made her feel complete. She bumped her hips upwards a bit, “England- y-our cock… now!”
England started pumping his rump up and down at an intense speed, he laughed a little bit, “Haha, you’re actually enjoying this aren’t you?”
Binky started to cry amused by her friend’s understanding. She was being toyed with and it was working, this was nothing but a little fling to her stallion friend.
Binky looked at her friend, the quiet lust in his eyes, the coy grin on his face. He bit his lower lip, there was definitely a semblance of a deeper emotional feeling in his eyes; I mean, how else could such a kind stallion show passion to a mare like he was.
Binky smiled, maybe this moment didn’t have to be so bad; maybe England did care for her and everything she was going through was just his way of showing her how much he cared.
Binky’s closed her eyes enjoying the moment; the warmth she was experiencing in her nethers was unimaginable. She grinned deeper moaning from the pleasure, but then it happened. England stopped.
Binky gasped as she opened her eyes shocked. Her vag still on fire and her heart still pacing fast. For some odd reason her friend stopped before either one of them had a chance to climax. A bit sad she asked, “W-why you stop?”
The blue maned stallion grinned, he leaned in close to her face and cooed, “Awh, is little Binky a horny cunt? Does she really want to be fucked by her stallion friend?”
Binky nodded, “Yes, please please me! Binky jerked her hips upwards in a desperate attempt to satisfy her want.
England grinned, “Turn around and raise your beautiful plot in the air dear!”
Binky nodded desperately trying to satisfy her urges. She stood up on all fours, did a 180 degree turn, and raised her rump in the air. She turned her head, “Please England, Fuck me!”
England grinned; he reached into a drawer on his bed stand and pulled out a pair of pink frilly underwear. A tight grin still on his face her eagerly mounted his mare friend. He lined his cock up with one of her holes. He cheered, “Come on, I need you to cheer loud. What do you want me to do?” England collapsed onto her figure making her support the front end of his body.
Binky struggled to stand up on her front two hoofs, she ducked down even lower. With the pain of supporting her heavy friend she yelled, “Fuck me, please! I don’t care, just do- hum?” All of sudden a thick bit of nylon lace filled her mouth. A tight pain stuck her ass hole.
Binky screamed, a tear fell down as she felt her friend’s cock expand the walls of her anus. Stunned by the pain it soon turned to pleasure as her ass hole started to expand around his member.
England smiled, “Wow Binky, how do you keep yourself so tight? You’re a wonderful whore you know?”
Binky couldn’t hear his encouragement, all that mattered was the amazing pumping motion her friend was preforming on her. Over and over again she felt her anus expand in contract in motion with her friend’s member.
England heard his friend’s moans; she was really enjoying herself- A little too much he thought to himself.
Binky felt it, a sudden tugging at the bottom of her mane brought her completely unto the bed and under the weight of her friend.
Binky screamed only to have her cries nullified by the pair of panties in her mouth.
England smiled, his friend was crying. He retracted his cock from her anus and redlined it with her snatch. He teased it swaying back in forth.
His entire body bearing down of Binky’s, England took the opportunity to hold down her front hoofs again. He waited for Binky to quiet her sobs from the stinging sensation on the top of her head. Once she did England rammed his cock into his friend’s snatch full force and bit down on her neck.
Binky cried out even louder shaking from the sudden pain in her neck.
Blood arose from her orange fur as he licked her wound clean with his tongue.
Through the panties that inhibited her speech she muttered, “Wha ew do dath”
England smirked leaning close to her right ear and nibbling on it, “Because I’m F**king evil” he whispered.
Binky lost it, she didn’t know why but her nethers surged with pleasure. Like a pump a few quick spurts of cum sprayed out coating England’s cock with her hot girl cum”
Binky started to cry, she just had sex with another stallion. But the ride didn’t stop, he didn’t let off.
Binky tried to yell, “Enwhen- ge off!” she desperetly pleaded.
England frowned, he raised his front right hoof and guided towards her face. With a sudden clench and a pullback England managed to pull Binky’s mane again.
England dropped her mane and watched her head fall defeated and back onto the bed, he yelled with a false anger in his voice, “Don’t you EVER demand something from me again, you’re just a little slut mind your place!”
Binky’s eyes filled with tears; partially because of the overwhelming amount of pain from her hair and partially because of all of her abuse. Worst of all it excited her and she found herself wanting more.
England on the other hand was just about finished, but he challenged himself. He knew Binky’s weakness and he knew that he could get her to climax again.
Clearing his voice he whispered, “I know you’re a little slut. You spent all your hard earned money just to come to Canterlot just to have some pony other than your fiancé rut you…” England stated pumping into her faster, moving in rhythm with the subtle moans admitting from Binky’s mouth, “You’re nothing more than a whore Binky, you’re worthless and you deserve any treatment I give you!”
He made a few final hard fast thrust, “You-useless-fucking-whore!” he felt a sensation around his cock, his hypothisis was right.
Tears streaming down from Binky’s face, she felt humiliated. She felt her inner walls contract, hot girl cum once again sprayed on her friend’s cock. But then she felt it…
England smiled, making one last hard thrust, “You’re nothing to mean, you’re just a worthless slut!” England felt it. His warm member convulsed being squeezing by Binky’s own orgasm. A pulsating wave of pleasure overtook England’s body as he dropped completely life less onto Binky’s body, making sure she couldn’t move away from his member.
Binky pounded the bed and bit her panties real hard. Tears fell down her blush covered face as she experienced shame like she never felt before. She just let another stallion climax in her and there was nothing she could do about it, she was helpless.
England rolled off of his friend and onto his back. His mind caught up with him as he started smiling lightly, “Haha- well, that happened now didn’t it?”
Binky still weak at the legs rolled onto her back next to him, she wiped the tears from her eyes, “Hehe, I guess it did-um…”
England wrapped an arm around his friend as he pulled her in her embrace, he looked over at her. His calm demeanor turned sympathetic as he looked into her dark blue eyes.
Binky hugged onto him close, panting she smiled, “T-thanks…”
England raised an eye, definitely not the response he was hoping to get, “Thanks for what?”
Binky nuzzled up to his side, “Thanks for being there for me. I guess you knew what I meant when I said I was in heat in that letter I sent you?”
England pulled her close allowing her to rest her frazzled mane in his chest, he wrapped his arms around her as he smiled, “Well, to be honest I wasn’t really sure. I thought you and your fiancé would have taken care of it but I suppose he was busy?”
Binky smiled, “Yeah, he’s been out of town a while now and I thought I’d ‘visit’ you?”
England laughed, “Haha, well good call. You know I’m always there for you Binks; even when you aren’t sure yourself, right?”
Binky smiled nuzzling herself closer to his chest, she smiled “Hehe-right...”