I woke up, sitting on a chair in a dark room. My head was pounding, like I had been struck with a blunt object. The faint sound of water droplets could be heard. Drip drip drip… It went on ever so slowly, driving me insane. My hair seemed to be pulled back, my hands secured behind me. I could feel a warm sensation on my forehead. “Blood?” I thought to myself. I looked around, but the lack of light prevented me from seeing.

“Where am I?” I asked aloud, the only reply was the echo from my voice. Suddenly, footsteps. A door opened, and a shadowy figure entered.

“Finally.” Came a low, menacing voice. “I finally got what I came here for. You my dear, are mine.” I shuddered.

“W-who are you?” I asked with a raspy voice.

“That’s not important.” Came the reply. The voice almost sounded… Electronic. Almost as if it were computerized, or masked. I squirmed in the chair, but the slight movement made my head and body sore. It was a nightmare.

I tried to move my feet as the figure came closer. They had been secured as well. I coughed, my head pounded even more.

“Ugh… My head…” I complained. The figure moved closer. It wasn’t human. It was far from human. I squinted my eyes. A blue animal of equine variety moved up. The animal cleared its throat.

“We usually kill humans on site, but you got lucky. I am Luna, and I paid for your life.” It said. I figured it was a female.

“W-what are you? Who are you?” I asked. The animal moved closer. Its voice had changed to a sweeter, more normal tone.

“I am Luna. I am the ruler of the moon, and I oversee nights in Equestria. I am a pony.” She said, answering every question I had. I winced in pain.

“A pony?” was the only thing that came to my mind, nevermind the fact that I was tied to a fucking chair with a splitting headache and a bloody nose.

“Indeed. I paid a good deal of bits for you, and I expect you to co-operate.” She had replied. “Let us start with a name.” she said coldly, flicking on a light. It blinded me for a moment.

“Umm... I’m—” I stuttered. She moved closer, clearly aggravated with my slow reply.

“You shall speak quickly, or we shall punish you.” Came the blunt reply.

“Jamie. M-my name is Jamie!” I blurted out, already fearing for my life.

“Very good. Now, tell us, Jamie. Do you know where you are?”

I took a look around. It was like a dungeon. “A dungeon? Maybe someone’s basement?” I choked out, getting a nod from her.

“Indeed. You are in the torture chambers in the lower part of the castle. This is your new home.” She pointed a hoof to a corner where a crude bed with shackles lay, mockingly.

“You will be staying here until we are done with you.” I gulped. She came closer to me and gave me a sniff, then stood back.

“You put up quite a fight.” She said, less than amused. “We didn’t appreciate having to fight back, and we apologize for having to knock you out, but we had no other choice” She said, looking me deep in the eyes. “Do you remember anything?” I blinked a few times and shook my head.

“No. I don’t.” came my shaky reply. A small smirk came across her face.

“Good. We might have blanked your memory. We can undo your binds if you wish, but any silly business and you will be wearing a shock collar and be back in the chair.” She giggled, the smirk growing bigger. I nodded my head. Her horn lit up, and the binds fell off. I carefully stood up and stretched. She took a few steps back, her horn emitting a low glow.

“Careful.” She warned. A hoof pointed to a bucket of water and a rag, beside it, a fresh pair of undergarments, a black t-shirt and black sweats. On top was a collar.

She continued to point until I moved over to the items. “Clean yourself up, and get changed. Then We will feed you.” She said, sitting down. Thank god. It felt like I hadn’t eaten in days. I looked to her.

“Can I have some privacy?” I asked her, only to see her head shake.

“We do not trust you yet.” came the reply.

I went red in the face, as I undressed. The water was warm, and felt nice on my skin. After I was done cleaning off, I changed into the clothing provided. The collar had a design on it, that matched a tattoo-like mark on her flanks.

‘I’m a slave. I’m her property…’ was all I could think. I did not know what to make of it. A feeling of dread had washed over me. I had no idea what was going to come of this, and quite frankly, I was scared. All I could do was hope I wouldn’t end up dead. I looked in the water. My reflection showed a gash on my forehead and some bruising. I seemed to have been hit, which would explain the headache and the blood. I took to the collar. It glowed slightly. Placing it around my neck, it tightened by itself, as if by magic. It was snug. I tried to pull it off, but it wouldn't budge.

"Don't try to pull it off." Came her voice. "It is sealed by magic. Only myself or another pony can take it off. If you disobey me, it will shock you. Think of it as a… training collar for dogs." she smiled. I swallowed hard once again. I took a look in the water's reflection once again. It looked… nice, surprisingly. I looked to her.

"Yes ma'am." really, it was all I was able to say. I had so many questions, but dared not ask yet. I was terrified of what would happen if I asked too many questions.

Author's Note

First time writing. I find it hard to get the time to write, being in the military and all, I try to keep my fics away from prying eyes.

Please be gentle with the comments, I'm sure I'll improve as I go along.

Human is a female.

I apologize for any confusion it may have caused.