The Refugees

The Refugees
by neorenamon

In spite of encouragement from the so far nameless bitch and a couple of orgasms from nursing potions and the sucking of hungry pups on her breasts, Twilight refused to relieve herself into the sand. She was a Princess, after all, and couldn't perform like that. She had been holding it inside her for days now, and she couldn't tell how many hours that amounted to. They were in a cave with no sign of a time telling instrument, even one as simple as an hourglass.

But apparently Diamond Dogs were used to such problems. A simple metal tube shoved into her pee hole fixed the first problem. She had no choice but the vent her fluids into the sand beneath her. Then the tube was pulled out of her.

"Please," she begged of the bitch, "My friends just can't stay tied up like that indefinitely. Can't you get somepony to untie them for a few hours?"

"It is a matter only the chief can decide," she replied.

"Then I beg you to bring him hear so that I may plead my case to him," she answered.

She nodded and walked out of the nursing cave. The number of hungry pups had fallen off sharply. After a while, the bitch returned with an older dog. Her was almost completely gray in his hair and fur, and his body bore numerous old battle scars.

"Please untie my friends," she begged him.

"Yes, I understand your problems," he said softly, "but the warriors are giving me my own problems. They are so upset that I'm not allowing them to rape the prisoners, they've threatened rebellion. In exchange for untying you, one of you must offer yourselves to the warriors to satisfy their hunger for rape. I cannot promise they'll be gentle."

"Then I volunteer to be the one who gets raped," said Twilight boldly.

"Your concern for your fellow mares is truly touching, but I cannot let it be you."

"Why not?"

"You are a noblemare and a lesser goddess," he replied, "there are magics that would tell if you've been violated, and there would be surely retaliation for soiling you, or at least your life would be basically ruined." He looked at Jifar and Applejack, and said "and it cannot be one of them. Even if the large red one perishes in the mines, he belongs to a large clan that would surely seek blood vengeance against us. He looked at Opa and Zecora, and told the bitch, "Ungag and remove the blindfolds from those two. It must be one of them. See which one volunteers herself."

She did as she was told. Opa and Zecora looked at each other.

"If the warriors must have their fun," said Opa, "Then it shall not be just one. Even if you must use a tether, I ask that we remain together."

Zecora nodded.

"Very well," he replied, "my captain will make sure that if you don't bite or fight, the warriors shall not harm you without incurring my wrath."

Twilight wept as she said, "Please be gentle with them."

He walked over as he unbound their legs, and said close to their ears, "I can't promise they'll be gentle. They just aren't raised that way. The bitches here would attest to that. But I can tell you know that if you do resist, it will go much worse for you both. If I were a decade younger, I might have taken my own turn with one of you." He sighed.

"Please take care of each other," begged Twilight as he led them out of the cave. As promised, the head bitch began to go around unbinding the other mares as they left.

"You shall not violate any of these mares," said the chief to the several warriors guarding the nursing cave, "You will be relieved of duty when it's your turn with one of these mares." He indicated Opa and Zecora. "Even if they should attempt escape, you will do nothing more than subdue them, tied them up again, and return them to the nursing cave. Am I clear on this point?"

The warriors nodded. They knew that he wasn't joking about punishment if they should not obey. It was the Diamond Dog way, after all. They were led down a passage into a room of dozens of warriors. Their naked state told the two mares that they were quite ready to rape them and often.

"These two shall satisfy all of your needs," announced the chief, "I only ask that you honor their wish not to be separated from each other."

The warriors' hungry leers and nods told them that the chief's conditions were acceptable. Two cots were laid side by side as eager warriors laid face up on them. Their throbbing cocks would take the mare's pussy. A warrior stood both in front and in back as one took their ass, and the other made the mares suck their cocks firmly. While they couldn't look at each other directly, they could see the other weeping in the corner of their sight. Neither of them had taken a cock before then, and now they would both have to take many in one day. A couple of warriors waiting for their turn approached from the outside, and suckled on their milk laden breasts. It wasn't just pups who appreciated a mare's milk after all, and the potions made sure there was plenty to go around. As each warrior finished up, they were replaced by another as they went to the end of the line and waited to have them again. In spite of their urges to just close their eyes and pretend the dogs were someone else, they steadfastly continued to look at their partner and hope for the best.

The captain of the dog guards watched the two as promised, and impressed his pack by waiting to take one of the mares after all of the others had their first turn. He could well have pulled rank and been first in line, after all. By the time he got to Opa, she was a cum soaked mess. He was nice enough to wash both mares down with buckets of warm water before he took her pussy. By the time each warrior had finished with seconds, they were sore in every major hole and needed another rinse. Their nipples were also aching from the number of times they were roughly nursed. And in spite of wishes to the contrary, they both had several orgasms of their own in the process.

They were so sore and weak that the captain and another burly dog had to carry the two of them back to the nursing cave. While being carried back, they both passed out in the dog's arms. Their faces were well stained by their tears as they had been crying for hours.

While Opa and Zecora were violated over and over as Twilight suspected and feared, she sought comfort in the arms of Jifar. She was all too willing to accommodate her distressed goddess. She sat in her lap tightly embracing each other as the giraffe gently rocked them back and forth. When Jifar tried to suck on the broken and bound horn to make Twilight feel better, the alicorn Princess couldn't even feel it.

Once all of the nursing was done for the day, all of the mares and bitches were given a potion to relieve the soreness in their nipples even though it would start all over again the next day. The bitches were stuck in that cave as much as the mares were, so when they were overcome with curiosity, they began to sniff and lick the mare pussy and ass in an attempt to bond with them. By the time Opa and Zecora was returned unconscious, all of the mares were sleeping alongside at least one of the bitches again, if not with multiple partners. They were only seeking comfort by sharing warmth with their prisoners.

Jifar insisted that Twilight sleep in her arms in the soft sand, and by the time came to wake up and begin the whole nursing process all over again, there was four bitches of various sizes sleeping against them as well. Opa and Zecora awoke with the others, but neither was willing to speak of their ordeal with the warriors and their multiple violations.

"You don't need to tie or gag my friends today," said Twilight to the alpha bitch, "I swear as a noble of Equestria that there will be no problems from any of them." The others agreed to Twilight's terms, even the normally proud Applejack. Twilight nor the others couldn't help but notice that all of their breasts had grown some overnight, especially in Applejack. She alone had gained a full cup size, but none of the others gained quite as much. She wondered what effect the massive doses of nursing potion would have on all of them in the long term. It turned out that even the bitches in the room were considered to be exceptionally endowed because of the long term consumption of potions by necessity.

"Do any of these bitches have mates?" asked Twilight, "Are any of them married?"

"No warrior has yet to take them," replied the head bitch, "The need for them to feed all of the pups is much to great for that. Some of them were set to be given to warriors until the tunnel collapse, but that has been stalled for the indefinite future. They are all young enough that they have plenty of time to be given away and have their own litter of pups in time."

The first dose of nursing potion given to each mare and bitch was always the strongest. It made all of their nipples tingle so much that the first set of hungry pups drove them to orgasm by the time they were done. But with their arms free, every pup was hugged and felt like they were loved regardless if the source of milk was a mare or a bitch. As the days before, the bitches had to nurse a half dozen pups at one time as compared the two breasts and two nipples of each mare. Twilight stayed by Jifar's side all day as much as Opa and Zecora stayed by their partner's side.

"We cannot thank you enough for feeding the pups like you have. Some of them surely would starve to death if it wasn't for your efforts even if it was against your collective wills."

"I don't mind being a buffer," said Jifar, "so that the young need not suffer."

"I had no idea y'all had it so hard here," added Applejack, "but I guess this is a whole lot better than bein raped."

Opa and Zecora shuddered as the topic was brought up. Even when the healing potions eased their physical discomfort, it could not ease the pain in the hearts and minds. But they were not surprised when the chief came by later to collect them again once the pups were fed.

"I'm truly sorry," he said, "but the warrior's demands continue. They insist they have the ones called Opa and Zecora once more. Their performance yesterday at taking all of the warriors twice each impressed them all. I'm sorry that I have to give you both to them for the night."

"We feel no need to whine and moan," said Zecora, "as mares we are fully grown. While the warriors may again rejoice, we know in our hearts that you have no choice."

"I hope that your Celestia is willing to barter for all of you, but the price would be high. If any of you are left behind, I can promise you I'll do my best to make your servitude as comfortable as possible."

So Opa and Zecora were led away to be gang raped yet again to protect all of the other mares. Their suffering and sacrifice tore at Twilight's heartstrings as she couldn't stop crying against Jifar until they were both returned unconscious yet again to the nursing cave with the rest of them. The bitches could plainly sense her distress, so they did their best to comfort the two of them by licking them any place they were allowed to. It was the only way they knew how to comfort another, even one who was not a dog like them.

Twilight prayed quietly that her Big Macintosh was keeping his strength up in spite of the mine labor he was forced to endure. The mares fell asleep again cuddled with the bitches forced to stay in the nursing cave with them. She felt bad for them as they were as much prisoners in the cave as the mares were.

And Big Macintosh led the slave revolt through miles of tunnels, slaying more warriors as they pressed their way towards the entrance to the main caverns.