Discorded Pleasures

“Oh Yes! You have picked well! She will be a great test subject!” The voice chuckles lifting the pony over to your light and placing her down.

You rub your fingers over the flail as you look at the pony in question.

“You seem to be thinking my little human, what about?”

“Just that I don't think this will suffice, she seems to be the one that can take punishment.” You reply, placing the flail back onto the racking nearby.

“Really? This one?”

“Yes, like my fellow humans always say, it's the quiet one's that are the kinkiest.” You pick up a paddle, noticing the little metal spikes that trail it's edge. “Perfect!” You exclaim, touching one of the spikes. “Discord if you would like to remove the pony's gag, that would be appreciated.”

The pony's gag is removed and she whimpers, her long pink mane hanging limb across her yellow coat. You walk up to the pony and place a hand on her back, you drag your fingers through her wings, noticing the slight twitching.

“So your wings are sensitive are they?” You ask, not expecting an answer.

“P-Please...don't hurt me.” You hear the pony say, though much of it was a whisper.

“I'm sorry but it's either me or the whip and trust me, you don't want the whip.” You tap your chin. “Though what I’m going to use, I think you'll find the whip better.”

You turn to face the pony's butt, noticing the three butterfly's on her cheek. You drag a finger across her mark getting a slight shiver in response.

“No, please! I don't want this!” Your heart skips a beat but you must continue. “Please don't!”

You stare at the paddle and slowly lower it to her ass, you choose to hit her cheek first and not across the legs, however you realise that she will attempt to sit down when you start hitting.

“Discord, do you have anything to prop up her back legs? You know to stop her from sitting down?”

“I have such a thing yes.” You hear a snap of fingers and a wooden bar on two legs appears under the pony's stomach, effectively holding up her hind legs. “Will that do?”

“Perfect!” You reply, taking a test swing with the paddle.

You swing the paddle back and bring it forward, a loud crack is heard around the chamber. The pony cries out as you see her coat is bleeding.

“Maybe she isn't the one to take punishment?” The voice chuckles.

You stare at the thin trail of blood coming from the puncture wounds made by the paddles spikes. You drop the paddle, you didn't want this. You only wanted to save them by doing what the voice says and possibly get home without dying. You kneel by the pony and place your hand on the puncture wounds.

The pony turns her head, you can see the tears soaking her blindfold. “Why....are....you...doing this?” The pony says, her sobs increasing. “What did we do to you?”

“I'm sorry!” You shout. “Is that what you want to hear!?” You turn to the other ponies knowing they can hear you. “I'm doing this, because I have some fucking disembodied voice that can snuff us out in a heart beat! I'm doing this because I want to get back to my boring life! I want to get back to my over bearing boss who can't do his job for shit!” You turn back to the pony. “Now, I don't care if you like it or not! I will do this and we all will survive this!”

You drop down on one knee again and grab the paddle of the floor. You rise, taking your position behind the pony, you raise the paddle and whack the pony across the back of the legs. The pony cries again. You continue your attack.

'Crack!'

'Crack!'

'Crack!'

On your forth hit you drop the paddle again, you fall to the floor and stare at the damage you just caused to the pony. Her cries echo around the chamber and through your ears, you place your hands over your ears and try to block out the pony's crying. You dare to look at the pony's rear, it was covered in puncture marks and blood, you look over to the toy racks and spot a cloth. You knew it was a rag for choking, some people have weird fetishes like that.

You get up and remove the cloth, walking back to the pony you start to clean the blood from the pony's back legs. The pony turns her head, the blindfold unable to hold back the water works.

“W-What are you doing?”

“You don't want this blood in your fur do you?”

“Why?...Why did you choose me?”

You stop, it's one of those questions that makes you think. “I'm...I'm not sure! At first it's because you looked like you could take anything. Now, I think I made a mistake.” You wipe the last of the blood from her fur but more continues to seep out of the puncture wounds.

“I understand.” The pony says, her butt started to wiggle. “Can...Can you remove...This?” The pony look to the wood bar.

You grab her waist and lift her back legs off the bar, the pony wobbles but to her credit she stays up. What the pony does next shocks you. She bends her front down, presenting her backside before you.

“What are you doing?” You ask.

“If this means we can leave and you can get home, I'll take anything you give me.” You watch in awe as her tail lifts aside and her slit beckons you. You lick your lips as her slit winks at you, a thin splattering of her fluids lubricating the folds. “Please just do it....If you want to that is?”

You kneel down and place two fingers between her folds, you spread her lips and without warning drive your tongue inside. The pony gasps out as her back arcs up, you get a surge of liquid from her inner walls. Did she just come already? You smile and continue your tongue assault. You use your free hand and start to play with the pony's teats, you chuckle as another burst of fluid hits your tongue. Jesus Christ, this pony even orgasms quietly.

You pull out your tongue, licking your lips as the pony's flavour coats your mouth. You stand up.

“I have to say one thing, you taste good!” You bring two fingers coated in her juice to the pony's mouth and she licks your fingers clean. You grin as a thought comes to your head, walking around to the pony's front you lift her head up.

The pony whimpers as you open her mouth, her cheeks start to get red as you place your cock into her gob. The pony seems to have down this before as she moves her tongue to give your erection room to move. You push your throbbing shaft as far as it can go, then you start a slow and steady thrusting. The pony's lips close around your shaft, her teeth never moving. You gasp in pleasure as her tongue rubs against your aching head.

You keep your thrusting slow and rhythmic, until after a few minutes you can't take no more. You release into the pony's throat, noting she swallows every drop. You slide your cock out and realise your still hard. Turning your gaze back to the pony's butt you whisper in her ear.

“We're going further!” The pony nods. “You seem to have done this stuff before?”

The pony shakes her head. “Only...mouth stuff.” You are sure your knob gets harder as it hits you that this mare is a virgin. “I haven't done.....the other stuff.”

“You can say sex you know, we are adults....I hope!”

The pony's face turns even redder. You sigh and line yourself up to the pony's folds, you push the tip in and the pony whimpers, her body shaking. You feel the pressure on your shaft as the pony clamps down, not letting you in further. You push harder and finally you break through, the pony screams as you plunge deeper inside. The pony's legs start to buckle, you place your hands around her waist a brace her up.

“It- It feels s-so...warm.” The pony says.

“Just wait!” You reply, pulling out and sliding back in. “How does that feel?” You get no response, only moans and groans. “That good huh?”

You continue your thrusting, the walls of the pony's entrance squeeze your cock as it assaults it's prize mercilessly. You feel a build up in your nethers as your shaft begins to ache. You thrust harder and deeper. The pony was half out of it, her tongue rolling out her mouth as you both release together. Your arms tighten around the pony's waist, your hips stay planted firmly against the pony's backside. Her tail wraps around your back and holds you in place until her insides are coated with your fluids.

You finally release her body and both of you collapse, with your shaft still inside you reach forward and grab the pony's chin, bringing her head around you plant a long kiss on her muzzle.

“T-that...was....great.” The pony states, letting her head drop to the floor.

“I have to admit, you where surprising yourself. You were so tight!” You say, the pony blushes as you pull your flaccid member out of her love canal.

You hear clapping above you. “Marvellous! Marvellous! Well done my friend! You tamed the wild one!” The voice laughs. “And by my count that's three down, five to go!”

You turn to the other ponies as the yellow one is floated back to her light. You go to point but the voice cuts you off.

“Now that's not fair! You picked the last one!”

“And you picked the first two!” You reply, holding up two fingers.

“But I have a new game to play! Something from your world!” You hear a snap and the chair and racks are gone replaced by a table and a metal tray on a pedestal. “I think the next one will find this very interesting, considering her profession.” One of the pony's is floated over and strapped to the table, her pink body is splayed out in a star, clamps hold her front legs above her head and her hind legs to the bottom corners of the table. “You have the floor!” The voice says.

You approach the tray near the table and spot one implement laying on it's surface. You almost dry heave when you realise what the voice is asking you to do.

“I won't do it! This...This is too far!”

“You don't have a choice!” Suddenly all the ponies in the chamber are electrocuted, their screams ring in your ears. “What will it be?” You look to the ponies and back to the object on the tray.

“Fine! Just stop it!” The electrocution is stopped and you pick up the implement.

You hold the object in your hand and approach the table. You look again to the implement in your hand and slowly you lower it to the pony's body.