Band of Five Attributes (Re-Written)

Maki hoisted the shackles into the air with his magic, and somehow, the same force that caused Koto and Rekka to repel him had bestowed him new strength with which he flung the annoying unicorns aside, causing them to hit their walls once more. Then, the shackles were re-applied to unwilling hooves, but the chains themselves vanished from thin air, just leaving the metal bands on the hooves alone.

The stallion turned to Koto, a devious grin plastered onto his face. “If you won’t allow me to take your flower…” He paused, making the unicorns he held in his magic fly towards one another like ragdolls. He forced them to embrace in a hug as if a demonic puppeteer, and only then did the chains appear, tying Rekka’s front hooves behind Koto, and Koto’s front and back hooves behind Rekka. “Then it shall be HE who does so in my place!”

The eyes of both young unicorns widened, and pupils shrank in a fraction of a second. “WHAT!?” They shrieked in unison from pure surprise alone, horns still aglow with magic.

Maki smiled wickedly, producing two small metal bands from thin air and placing them on the horns of the troublesome duo, and in an instant, their horns stopped glowing. His magic then made the two kiss, and both tried to pull away to no avail. He let the two descend to the floor, making sure Rekka was literally on top of the newly-made pile.

The orange-pelted pony still kept trying to pull himself free, but his chains and magic prison thwarted his attempts. Koto was trying to do likewise, but in addition to chains and magic, the floor itself was an obstacle that prevented her escape.

The elder stallion still smiled like a demon, letting his magic ease up on the two just enough for them to break lips and gasp for air. Then, from nowhere came yet more chains, this particular set shaped like horse tacks.

“I’d suggest breathing through your noses from here on out.” Maki said, letting his magic do the dirty work of attaching the tacks to the duo and then tightening the area that held the muzzle so much they literally could not open their mouths. The two still struggled to pull themselves apart from one another, and their attempts were in vain.

Maki then arched an eyebrow. Sure, the two were in the exact position he wanted them in, and it was true they were being held to one another, but something felt off about the situation. He walked over to them, laying the ponies on their sides with a hoof to figure out why the situation had felt off to begin with.

He looked towards their harnessed heads, only to see flattened ears, scrunched eyes, and shut traps. They did, however, breath through their nostrils and had even stopped struggling for a minute, likely to catch their breath.

“Good thing you two did as I asked, for once.” Maki said, a small smile on his face as he spoke. He looked towards their shoulders and found that his chains were effective as ever keeping hooves tied behind the backs of the other. Even so, something still didn’t quite sit right with this situation, so where was it that he had gone wrong?

Slowly, he crept to the midsections, and it was then the cause of his confusion had at last made itself apparent: quite simply, a lack of a visible dong sandwiched between the two. He looked towards Rekka, tapping his shoulder with a hoof to get his attention. The shackled stallion opened the eye that wasn’t facing the floor, letting his gaze direct itself to his current captor.

“Why in hell aren’t you aroused yet?” Maki asked, and in that instant, Rekka’s pupil shrunk again. Koto opened one eye as well, also with a shrunk pupil present. Once more, the two started to struggle frantically, and this time Rekka violently kicked his back legs every single opportunity he could, yet they could not find where he wanted to aim them.

The demented stallion put a hoof to his chin and rubbed it a bit, using his magic to hold down the set of rear legs that hadn’t been tied. Being as perverted as he was, Maki knew a vast array of tricks he could employ to arouse the stallion beneath him. But, with how much they were struggling, it would be difficult to employ those tricks. Despite this, the cruel, towering menace smiled as the attempts of escape grew weaker and weaker with each passing second.

The two ponies below had, at last, stopped struggling once more, and both scrunched their eyes shut tight. The demented freak who still loomed over them smiled widely, his sick efforts finally beginning to pay off. But, he was still weary--perhaps they merely pretended to stop, hoping he’d fall into the trap. Just to be certain, he knelt down and lowered his head, biting down firmly on Rekka’s ear. The younger stallion winced, but other than that, he showed no movement. Maki repeated this process with Koto, and she yielded the same result. For a few moments, all was death quiet.

“You’ve lost your strength already? Under normal circumstances, I’d say something along the lines of ‘pitiful,’ but today there is no need for that.” Maki said, his grin only widening as his horn glowed brighter.

He was not aware, though, that the two had been so drained already all they could do was black out. Irregardless, he then forced the two to achieve an unwanted union while they had been unconscious, taking off the chains afterwards. The only metal attire he left in the entirety of the cell as he himself walked out smiling like a fiend were the metal bands he placed on their horns.

And his smile only widened from ear to ear as he heard Koto wailing in agony later that night. The cry of anguish was nothing short of music to his ears.