‘Fifty more bits…’

Rose staggered out of The Watering Hole’s bathroom, a small amount of white fluid dripping out from her sore pussy. Trying her best to hide the evidence of being freshly fucked, the barpony nonchalantly looked up at her momentarily before returning to wiping down his glassware.

It had been three weeks since Rose Petal had started selling her body, having reached desperation in raising enough bits just to not starve to death. Every night she spent alone and curled up on her old dirty mattress as nopony in town seemed interested in taking her home for even one night. They treated her as a cheap fuck, filling her with their seed and then forgetting about her existence… at least until they wanted a quick release again.

The bits were at least helpful; she made fifty bits almost every night, sometimes even a hundred. She could have made more, but after each client she saw she felt the same sick feeling deep inside of herself and had to go home. Every single night she cried herself to sleep, disgusted that she had to resort to the one activity she swore she would never do again. Even worse, she was doing it on her own free will; the last time she was at least being threatened.

As she passed the doorpony on her way out he locked eyes with her and gave her a sly wink. She shivered at his gesture, recalling how he, the barpony, and the manager had cornered her one night and told her that they knew what she was doing every night, and if she wanted them to keep quiet she would have to service all three of them at once. It was the only night she had to resort to quickly downing one of the white pills as she was afraid that they would break her, which they almost did. They used her all night, the entire time using her all at once and never leaving one of her holes empty for more than a few seconds to switch places. By the time they were done with her she was coated head to tail in semen, Celestia knows how much more was inside of her. Needless to say she took the next night off to recover, but she dutifully returned the night after to raise enough bits to survive.

Once she reached her makeshift home, she deposited that night’s earnings into her hiding place and rewrote her savings on the dresser. 628.

She sighed slightly unhappily. She would have had more saved but the extremely cold winter forced her to go out and buy some additional blankets, as well as some more material to try to keep the wind from penetrating the crudely made walls. She desperately wanted to have enough bits to be able to ride out the rest of the winter without having to degrade herself any further, and once spring arrived she could help Rarity with her dress making. Then she could save up enough money and rent a room somewhere in Ponyville and start to rebuild her life. Maybe, just maybe, she could find happiness.

Crawling into bed Rose Petal tightly wrapped herself in her blankets, trying to stop from still shivering as the cold night air cut through her home. Keeping the thought of being able to sleep in a real room with a real bed, she fell asleep with a small smile on her face.

Once Celestia’s sun returned to the sky the next morning Rose Petal continued her usual routine. She spent all day at the Ponyville Library, and once afternoon became evening she left the warm building and began making her way to the bar. However, as she made her way through town she noticed that two Royal Guards seemed to be watching her. Trying to brush aside the uneasy feeling she had in her stomach she continued on her way, but out of the corner of her eye she saw that the two stallions began following her. She hoped that they were just coincidentally going the same way as her, but as she turned the final corner on her way to the bar she stopped dead in her tracks as a third guard was blocking her path.

“Woah there, missy. What’s a young mare like you doing out so late?” one of the guards behind her asked. All three guard closed in, leaving no room for her to run. Even if she did have an opening to escape, two of the guards were pegasi and the other was a unicorn; any one of them could easily catch and overpower her.

“I, uh, I’m just headed h-home.” she said nervously.

“Home, huh? That’s funny, I didn’t think there were any houses up this way. Just that bar there.” the guard in front of her commented.

“You sure you weren’t headed over there to go suck some cock, you whorse?” the third guard said.

Rose Petal opened her mouth to protest but was cut off by the guard that just spoke. “Zip it, slut. We know you’ve been taking it in all holes for bits in there.” he sneered.

One of the pegasi guards walked up to her and forcefully put a hoof on her shoulder. “Why don’t you come with us back to the barracks? I’m sure you have some pitiful excuse for bringing such behavior to our town.”

Knowing resisting would be futile, Rose Petal had no choice but to allow herself to be escorted back to the Ponyville barracks. While most of her was scared beyond belief about having been caught and now possibly facing prison time, a small portion of her was relieved that she wouldn’t have to be subjecting herself to any degrading acts tonight. But the fact remained that she still needed the bits…

The walk back to the barracks was made in silence. Once they reached the building the guards quickly threw Rose into one of the holding cells, slamming the cell door shut with a foreboding ‘CLANG’. Rose had no idea what was going to happen next as this was the first time she had ever been caught or taken to prison, though she had heard plenty of horror stories from her old friends and other ponies she had ‘worked’ with before. Then again, those were ponies who had served time in the major cities of Equestria; in this two cell prison, Rose was the only pony locked up behind bars.

It took over an hour before two of the guards finally returned to her cell. “Looks like you’re out of luck, missy.” one of them said. “The senior sergeant already went home for the night and won’t be back until morning, so it looks like you’re spending the night here.”

Rose Petal nodded, not having much of a choice or say in the matter. As the two guards turned to leave the other guard glanced back at her and looked her over with lustful eyes. “Hey, think we should test out her services? See if she’s legit?” he asked.

The remark earned him a cuff behind the ears by his superior. “Don’t be stupid. You really want to catch some disease that will make your dick fall off from that whorse? You’d be better off screwing a pile of donkey shit.” he laughed.

The insult stung Rose Petal, causing her to form tears in her eyes as she prided herself on keeping herself clean and free of any diseases. To help clear her mind of the insult she turned her attention to her temporary housing and found a simple straw-stuffed cot and wool blanket. Despite the lack of heat in the cell the room was still much warmer than her usual accommodations, not to mention there was no wind to make it even colder. However, the cell managed to prove to be even more lonesome than her tiny shelter under the train station, even with the noise of the guards in the next room.

The sudden noise of a door opening down the corridor caught Rose’s attention. Sitting up she watched silently as the younger guard from before walked up, carrying a tray and bucket in his magical grasp. Using a small slot near the bottom of the cell door he pushed the items inside the cell before departing, leaving her alone once more. Looking down, Rose saw a bowl of gruel and a portion of bread on the tray while the bucket was filled with water.

Seeing as the gruel was still hot, Rose chose to start with the mushy mixture. Though the appearance was less than appealing, it tasted like heaven to the mare as this was the first hot meal she had eaten since winter began. Taking her time, she savored the hot semi-tasteless oat mixture, the warmth of it returning portions of energy she thought she would never recover until spring. The sips of water she took were also extremely refreshing as she didn’t have to resort to letting ice and snow melt in her mouth.

All too soon she finished her meal, including the bread. It was the first time in recent memory that she actually felt full, and with nothing else to do until morning she crawled onto the straw cot and wrapped herself in the blanket. Curled up to sleep, she found it so much easier to fall asleep without any hunger pains keeping her awake.

As the sun rose the next morning Rose Petal was awakened by the sound of her cell door being opened up. Yawning and rubbing her eyes she sat up and saw two different guards standing before her. One of the ponies wore a set of regal armor, denoting his rank as an officer.

“You’re free to go.” the officer said bluntly.

“Huh?” she asked sleepily. Though she had never been arrested before, Rose knew that mares arrested for prostitution were kept in prison until their court date and were usually sent to a rehabilitation center in Canterlot. Never before had she heard of a pony just walking free after being caught like she had. However, the officer seemed sure as he repeated himself.

“You’re free to leave. We have something else to take care of and don’t have time to bother with your case. It seems your record is clean, so consider this a lucky break and a warning.” he said.

Rose Petal couldn’t believe her ears, but as she was escorted from the barracks and left outside on her own she realized that he was telling the truth. Back outside, she smiled as she happily trotted through town, heading back to her humble home under the train station platform.

‘Maybe my luck is finally turning around!’ she thought optimistically. She also felt that the wind seemed to have finally died down, ridding the air of the savage bite the wind caused when coupled with the cold. Sleeping at night would be easier without the wind, plus maybe it was hinting that spring was finally around the corner.

Lost in thought, Rose Petal didn’t hear the sound of heavy machinery until she arrived at the train station, but by then it was too late to alert her of what she now saw in front of her. In a mere second all her hopes and wishes were crumpled up and shattered as her eyes widened in absolute horror, and despite her best efforts she was unable to hold back the torrent of tears that began to flow down her face and fall to the ground where they froze.

“No… Celestia and Luna, please no…” she cried softly to herself.

Where the train station platform was yesterday was now an empty patch of dirt. A train laden with debris and rubble was just leaving the station, destined for someplace unknown. It was easy to see that the debris in the cart was smashed up pieces of rock and wood, her meager belongings most likely lost somewhere in the rubble, including her dresser where she had stashed her hard-earned savings. There was no way she could hope to chase down the train, and when she had finally stopped crying long enough to ask one of the construction ponies where the train was headed he merely shrugged before continuing to lay out material to build the new platform. Defeated, Rose turned to leave, unable to look back at what had once been her home. She slowly walked to one of the bridges that crossed a small stream and hid herself underneath the arch, hating herself for getting caught the night before by the guards.

‘Stupid foal! If you hadn’t been caught you could have at least managed to save your bits!’ she angrily thought to herself.

Unable to do anything but cry, she cursed herself for what seemed like hours until she managed to calm down slightly. Still, there was one massive question that weighed heavily on her mind as she sat in the cold;

‘What do I do now?’

Author's Note

Interesting Fact of the Day: I actually felt bad writing this chapter!

Oh wait...

*dem feels...*