Shackles.

by Higherbeach

Rating: mature
Tags: Alternate Universe, Human, Sad, Dark
Length: 1516

You should be careful who you trust. You might not get a chance to get away.

Three months ago, I met a woman by the name of Twilight Sparkle. Today, the newspaper has a special edition about her death. The only problem is, she isn't dead.

Published 1970-01-01 00:00:00 UTC
Last updated 2014-08-21 01:31:19 UTC

Wake up.

"W-what happened?" The young woman in awoke groggily. She felt terrible. She was cold, her head ached, and her body felt like- well it felt like it wasn't there. She couldn't feel it. She tried to shift herself to take a look, but she couldn't. Her entire body would not respond. "What's going on. Help!" She cried out in distress, tears tugging at her eyes as she tried to remember. That was when he entered the room.

"My goodness! You're awake!" The young man that entered, Twilight knew him. He was the same man she met a few months ago. Tall, handsome, ruffled hair, brown eyes, yeah, it was him. The two started going out, but, didn't she dump him when he started getting a little creepy?

"I am, but what are you doing here?" She was hopeful that maybe he was just concerned, but dreaded the implication that the hole in her memory meant.

"I guess you don't remember. Good on you to be able to talk by the way. Must be the amulet I made for you. Enchanted to help clarify words. Good test."

'Right,' Twilight thought, 'he experimented with enchanting things to help others.' A small fragment of memory returned to her as she thought about it. He had given her a necklace during that missing part of her memory. A parting gift he said. A sudden sense of danger filled her as a chill ran down her spine.

"I see it is coming back to you. That is good. Wouldn't want you to go into this unprepared."

"W-what do you mean?" She began looking around her room, and realized that she wasn't anywhere she recognized. The red sheets on top of her were not hospital standard, and though of high quality, Rarity was ruled out since she preferred lavender sheets, not red.

"Ah, not all there. I will enlighten you then. You see, about a week ago, you tried to kill yourself." No, she didn't believe it.Why would she- "You did it because after you dumped me, several spurned suitors tried to blackmail you, and your friends. They wanted your body and status, and was left with no way out. Now, as you may have guessed, that was nowhere near enough to drive you to suicide. In fact, it didn't. I am afraid I am to blame for that, or, well, a part of me." Her eyes went wide. What had he meant by that? He tried to kill her?

"Yo-" Before she could even finish her word, he stuffed some cloth into her mouth, and magically held it there. Thinking quickly, she tried to use her own magic, but to no avail.

"No interrupting Twilight!" She glared at him, before coming to a startling realization. He wasn't wearing normal clothes, but a simple robe. "Now then, it was my necklace that did it. You wanted oh so much to find the right guy for you, but sadly, the only men that could get near you, wanted your status, and body. Nothing more. Celestia intervened, and when she went to check on you, she found your body, cold, and still, hanging from a makeshift rope.

"They tried to save you, but sadly, there was nothing they could do. You were pronounced dead on the spot. About twelve hours later the autopsy was done, and your body was transported to a grave site. It never made it. You see, I was the driver, and I prepared a lovely compartment to hide your real body in. I placed another cadaver into the bin, and placed the necklace you had worn onto it. Immediately you sprang to life, and the corpse took on your exact, physical form." Twilight was very scared now. This man had gone through all of that effort to take her, but for what end?

"Sadly, when you hung yourself, your body was a little slow in relaxing, so your neck was damaged. The original plan had me returning you alive, with false memories of the suitors driving you mad. But without your ability to walk, you might as well be dead. That is why I made a few, enchantment items for you, to try and restore a few things to you." Twilight was now confused. Was this guy bi-polar or something? He was just saying how he planned to basically kill her, but now he was trying to help her?

"This one," He said while producing a small ring, 'Should return to you your feeling in your body." Placing it on her finger, she instantly felt it, the rest of her body. It wasn't bad, but it was a bit cold. Perhaps she had, misjudged this man. He needed help, not punishment. At least, not yet. Perhaps she was a bit hasty. As she looked back up though, she realized that his goal wasn't to restore her to health. "Now you should feel everything again." He smiled lecherously through his words, and Twilight again wanted to struggle,but found that although she could feel, she could not move. He had successfully made movement and sensation two different things. "The best part is, they all run on your magic! No need to worry about you casting spells since you will be spending all your magic trying to keep your body working." Though his smile was now much kinder, Twilight felt absolute dread. She was at his complete mercy, and she had no idea what he had planned.

"Now, I know you are probably thinking about how to escape, but the beauty is, you can't! Even if you manage to harm me, you can't move. I know how to make an enchantment to allow you to move again, but sadly, it wouldn't work right now. Your body is fine, but I don't want to lose my newest toy." His smile turned lecherous again as Twilight tried to talk him out of it. Sadly her gag was a little too effective. "Now then, I think I will do the things you would NEVER let me do before." With that, he removed the sheets from her body, revealing that she had been naked underneath the sheets.

"Hmm, from your expression, I guess the ring wasn't enough for you to feel the sheets, just hot and cold, as well as a little bit of touch. That is unfortunate. I was hoping to train you to love what a man can do to your body." With a lust-filled smile, he brought his hand down and squeezed on her right breast. She felt the warmth of his hand, and a small amount of pressure, but she could tell, he was grabbing far too roughly. As she tried to speak though, weakness again overtook her.

"I see you are running out of power. That is nice. I will take away your ability to speak for a bit." With a snap of his fingers, Twilight felt something change, her throat felt different. She tried to speak again, and found nothing. She was, however, less tired now. Probably from the reduced drain of her magic. It was then that she noticed the hand was gone off of her breast, and the sound of a zipper regained her attention. Straining herself, she looked over to see that her captor had just finished undressing himself. Her eyes immediately drifted down, and fear enveloped her as she saw what he had.

"Ah! A little curious about what is going to go inside huh? Well, as you can see, I am not entirely the same as an ordinary man. I have not one, but two penises! You see, one of my ancestors had a bit of a thing for dragons, and attempted to magically bond himself to one. For eight generations the side effects raged. Now, several generations down the road, I have two dicks. And you get to test drive them both." With a grin he went beyond her sight. The sound of a drawer opening and closing was heard, and as he reappeared, fear ran through her again.

"Going to lube myself up nicely for you Twilight. Your vagina should be nice and wet from the scents I added to the room, so there shouldn't be a problem." During the entire conversation that Twilight struggled to summon more magic, to maybe send out a distress burst or something like it. She was desperate beyond rational thought, and the action merely leaked a bit more magic into the rings enchantment. She felt the bed shift, and opened her eyes to see him above her, looking down sadly at her.

"I go through all of this trouble to give you a life again, and you struggle so hard. I guess I will have to go with the plan to overwrite your mind Twilight." This shocked her for a moment, she had heard of such magic before, but had never actually seen a spell of it. Then she remembered everything he had done to her with the ring, and the promise he had made. It made sense now that all of this was forbidden.