Apple Jack the Ripper

    Flim and Flam woke in dim and strange surroundings, covered in cuts from being dragged. The foul acidic stench of blood permeating the air. The only sound was that of their own breathing, something boiling, and a fire cackling in the distance. The brothers tried to get up and move but were shocked to discover that they had been secured to the ground with ropes tied to wooden stakes. Flim, having an extreme aversion to ropes, tried to use his magick to get free, only to discover his horn had been removed. He looked over at his brother, seeing his had been lobbed off as well. He panicked and began chewing through the ropes.

"Ah' wouldn't do that if Ah' were you sugarcube," Apple Jack's voice came from beside a nearby tree, where she was using a stick to poke at a small flame. "Not unless ya' wanna lose your teeth that is."

    The brother's eyes widened simultaneously as the golden mare casually made her way over to them, holding a rope in her mouth. She placed it on the ground in front of them.

    "Now Ah'm not much for gloating, but Ah ain't doin' what Ah'm about to do with out telling ya'll what Ah'm doin' and why first. First Ah'm gonna let ya'll try out your own product," she says pointing a hoof towards the pot of boiling oil "Then A'm gonna take out those lyin' fast talkin' tongues of yours and make y'all eat your words. And after that Ah'm gonna use that branding iron on each of y'all so ya always remember what ya did to my family. After that Ah'm gonna mulch ya down and use your bodies to fertilize my apple trees. That's what's on the itinerary for tonight boys. And why? Because Ah. Hate. Liars. That's why. Now," she grinned wickedly as they brothers began to tremble and sob. Flam pissed himself and Flim started begging. The sounds turned AJ on like nothing else. "Down to buisness."

Apple Jack went over to the pot. She picked up two oven MIT's she had lying on the ground and put them on her hooves she then walked over to the boys with the pot, grinning widely. She was about to begin slowly dipping the boiling oil down the boys backs when Flam cried out"

"Wait! Please! We can negotiate! I'll make you an offer you can't refuse!"

    She carefully placed the pot on the ground and went over to

But before he could utter so much as a sound, she smashed a toolbox she had placed a few feet away, pulling out a crude knife. Then she walked back over to him, no readable expression on her face. Maybe she was cutting him free, Flam thought.

"Okay, talk."

But before he could make a sound she pushed his head to the ground with one hoof, and with the other she lobbed out his tongue. It was now Flim's turn to piss himself upon seeing his brother choke and fall unconscious in a puddle of his own blood. He vomited profusely and screamed out in pure agony as AJ set back to work, slowly, meticulously pouring the scalding oil down the boys backs.

    Apple Jack looked down at her handywork, pleased with herself so far. The odors of piss, blood, and sweat mingled in the air. Flam was still unconscious and Flim was in so much pain he could only whimper and sob. AJ knew she still had a long way to go, but the sight of the brother's bubbling, blistering, bloody flesh had her so wet that she couldn't stop herself anymore. She learned back against a nearby tree as she pressed her hoof to her dripping wet marehood, rubbing the sensitive folds and moaning in pleasure. She rubbed her aching cunt, all the while staring down at her work, until she felt a delicious pressure coil up and snap inside of her in a powerful orgasm. She threw back her head and moaned just in time for Flam to wake up.

"So glad y'all finally came back to us sugarcube," she said grinning maniacally. " wouldnt't want ya to miss out on the fun."