Author's Note

Warning, the following chapter contains, blowjobs, hoof jobs, anal, bead play, egg laying, bdsm, prolapse and LOTS and lots of cum.

Pleblings leave now if your genitals, or stomach, are not up to it.

Chapter 8

Chapter 8: The Ultimatum
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I glared with simmering rage at Blackheart, and he glared back with those entrancing violet eyes. None of us spoke for a good few minutes, while our wills fenced back and forth through eye power alone. The atmosphere was so thick with tension it was almost palpable.

All of a sudden, a muffled buzzing sound filled the air. I immediately recognized it as the sound of a device vibrating. My pipboy used to give similar alerts when I was still wearing it. Blackheart broke away from the intense staring contest and reached into his coat pocket with a hoof. He produced an electronic ear piece and plugged it into his ear.

“Report.” He said brusquely.

I could not hear what the other party was reporting, obviously. But I could tell it was good news to him. Blackheart broke into a smile and glanced back at me.

“Excellent. Put me in on their channel and give me a live feed.” He ordered.

He hung up and went over to me. “Good news, Littlepip. It appears that I have just acquired some new assets that will no doubt encourage you to join me willingly.” My stomach sank, and I could tell in my gut that this was a VERY bad thing. But I can’t allow myself to falter, not now.

“I highly doubt you have anything that I value enough to give up my morality and beliefs to join you. I told you, I’d rather die a hundred deaths Blackheart.” I said grimly.
“Indeed you would, Lightbringer.” Blackheart beckoned me over to him and pointed at one side of the room, where a large monitor hung on the wall. I reluctantly went over, fearfully curious at what made Blackheart so confident.

“But I also know for a fact that you would die a hundred times for your friends.” He pressed a button.

The screen flickered to life. My eyes narrowed to pinpricks and I felt my heart miss a few beats while I tried to comprehend what I was seeing.

A group of four ponies stood in the middle of the screen, clad in power armor. Except that these were unlike any power armor I had ever seen. It was black and sleek, with glowing points around the joint, with a helmet that was almost all visor. The visors were polarized black, so I could not see their faces. They were also heavily armed. All of them carried specialized rifles with scopes attached, while one even had a gigantic sniper rifle slung at the back, that fired what I assumed was some kind of bullet of a monstrous caliber. They wavered around the edges, as if they were some kind of mirage. It was then that I noticed some kind of device attached to their right shoulder.

Stealthbucks. They must be assassins of some kind.

But what had almost made my heart burst in panic were the three hostages they had kneeling at their hooves.
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It was Velvet, Calamity and Steelhooves. They were bound and gagged, and kneeling in front of the screen. And from what I could see from the green glow the monitor emitted, they looked like they went through Tartarus and back three times. Steelhooves had some kind of magical collar attached to his neck, and his right hoof and hindleg was canted at a sickening angle, with blood leaking from holes in his armor. His armor plates were badly dented and some of it was missing, revealing the erratically sparking electronics and spell works that kept the steel ranger’s armor operational. His helmet was cracked and the rest of it was smoking badly. Velvet, on the other hoof, did not seemed too badly hurt. Her face was bruised with scratches and cuts all over her body. Blood flowed from her nostrils and from a massive cut on her head, covering half of her face in red. A magic suppressing cuff encased her horn, nullifying her unicorn magic.

I looked at Calamity and my heart almost stopped beating.

He was the worst of the lot. He was the only one lying down and unconscious, I think. His right hoof was broken and I could see sharp splintered bones sticking out of the perforated skin. A humongous bruise decorated his sides where his ribs should be. Half of his body was burnt badly, and most horribly, his right wing was missing entirely to the joint, with blood slowly spurting out from the ragged flesh.

I had to put a hoof in my mouth to stop myself from screaming, and bit down on it hard enough to draw pinpricks of blood.

Blackheart looked at my horrified expression with ill restrained glee. “Don’t worry he isn’t dead, yet. But fair warning Littlepip, what happens from this point on will be based on your decisions.” He grinned.

“You know what I want, I don’t think I would need to repeat my demands a second time. But I’ll get into the details now. You will do EVERYTHING I ask you to, you will show love and care to me and you will take care of yourself and our foal. You are also to stow any kind of negative attitude when addressing me or your clients, and to always show appreciation to the attention we give you.” Blackheart stated. Sounds to me like he had rehearsed and planned this devious plot for a while now.

I looked at him with barely contained rage and fear. This FUCKING thrice cursed piece of zebrashit! Luna fucking DAMN him! He got me by the balls in this! Hypothetically speaking of course.

“And in return? You let my friends keep their heads? How can I trust you not to kill them the moment I submit?! You fucking EVIL monster!” My voice cracked from the sheer strain of the stress.

Blackheart smile slowly disappeared. He sighed, “Oh Littlepip, I’m disappointed you still think of me as an idiot. Use your head for once, Lightbringer. If I should kill them, you would find out about it sooner or later, and you will no doubt defy me again. In the wasteland, I learnt that there is never a more dangerous enemy than an enemy with nothing to lose. Therefore, it is in my best interest to keep your friends alive. But always with a gun pointed at them of course. You have my word, that as long as you submit to me, your friends will never be harmed. I will even provide them protection.”

I just stood there, shaking with ill restrained anger. As much as I’d hate to admit it, he DID have a point. I can’t believe I meant so much to him that he would go this far to bring me to my knees. Celestia damn it!!

“I’m still not convinced you would keep your word. How would I know that you actually have my friends in captivity?! This video feed could be fabricated for all I know. I would not be surprised if you are as treacherous as you are evil, and you have no idea how much I want to put a bullet in your skull right now.” I said dangerously and with as much courage as I could muster from my frightened heart.

Blackheart just laughed. “Oh you’re so cute when you’re angry. Do you actually believe all this is fake? Maybe I could try something to convince you otherwise.” He nodded at one of the assassins on the screen.

The pony drew out a sidearm and pointed it at Velvet remedy.

My eyes widened and my mouth opened to tell him to stop, but it was too late.

There was a loud bang as the pistol discharged a 9mm round. The bullet tore into her right shoulder and exited from the front, shattering her shoulder blade and slightly splattering the screen on the other side with her blood.

Velvet and I screamed in unison.

“NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!” I shrieked. I lunged at Blackheart….

Only to be sidestepped by him and punched hard in the face. Stars burst out in my vision and my body reeled from the impact as I collapsed to the floor.

A loud clack resonated through the screen as one of the assassin racked a round in her assault rifle and pointed it at the agonized and writhing Velvet…..

“Wait!” Blackheart barked at her. He turned to me. “Now do you believe me Miss Pip? Your next choice of words will decide if the next shot goes through your pretty marefriend’s brain.”

I did not reply, still trying to gather my wits about me. My mind seems slower and irrational when I’m in a panic. Goddesses fucking damn it! How I fucking wish I had some Mint-als to help me get out of this mess! I tried to think of a way to win in this situation. I couldn’t.

Blackheart took out his earpiece and raised it to his mouth…

“NO!!” I screamed, finally finding my voice. “P-please don’t!! I-I’ll do it! I’ll fucking do it! Just please don’t hurt them! I'm begging you!”

“Now that’s the spirit Miss Pip,” Blackheart said with a smirk. He pocketed the earpiece and nodded to the assassins before the screen turned black. “You won’t regret this, trust me. You can learn to love it.”

He leaned in close to my sobbing body. “And before you start having mischievous thoughts about killing me and busting your friends out, I think it’s only fair to warn you. If any harm comes to me, I have left orders for them to be executed on the spot.”

He turned and starts sauntering to the bed. I raise my head, tears rolling down my cheeks and smudging my mascara, leaving trails of black on my face.

“W-wait! On a few conditions, they must be treated of their wounds, and not do any of your slave work. They also must be treated well and not abused.” I struggled to contain my shaky voice.

Blackheart stopped and cocked his head at me, and for a despairing moment I thought he would refuse. I didn’t see why he would acquiesce to my request when he held all the cards.

“Deal.” He simply said.

Blackheart got onto the bed, and assumed a somewhat seductive position. He beckoned to me with a hoof.

“Now come, my love. Pick yourself up and come to me. The night is still young. And I will show you how much sweeter a stallion’s love can be when compared to a mare.”
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I took a few breaths to compose myself. Sighing, I picked myself up, with a new determined glint in my eyes. So that’s how it’s going to be huh? I guess I never really stood a chance anyway.

I stood up on my hooves and walked over to the bed. I sat on the edge and smiled sweetly at him. Or what counts as sweet from a mare held against her will anyway. It’ll be fine, I thought. As long as I just play along, my friends would be fine. They must be fine. I reassured myself. Who knows, I can’t really see any solution to this madness, so I guess I may as well enjoy myself. Right?

I banished my morbid thoughts and drew closer to blackheart, who is grinning in anticipation like a little foal about to receive candy. The little pony in my head woke up and smirked devilishly at me. Fuck it all. Just fuck it. If my mom could love a stallion, I guess it’s not impossible for me not to. I gulped.

Blackheart’s hooves were a flurry as they unbuttoned his suit and pants, he flung them off the bed and laid down by my side. I slowly looked down at his exposed love pole.

I swallowed nervously, even though it was flaccid at the moment, it still seemed too big a task for me. What am I saying?! It not like I haven’t experienced this before! And I know this particular tool quite intimately, no matter how much I despised it. I gave silent thanks for my prior experience with Homage. I never thought in my wildest dreams that I could apply what I had learned from that experience.

I tugged off my white gloves with my teeth, and slowly descended on Blackheart’s cock. My hooves landed on his crotch and started tenderly massaging his love spear. I slowly licked his ball sac, filled with a liquid that I know I would be drenched in soon enough. Blackheart’s breathing started to get ragged, as his cock started to fill with blood.

I could not help but inhale his scent. It was SO intoxicating! I could sense the rational part of my mind being dulled and the familiar fire in my nether start to ignite. Blackheart was right, I could learn to get used to this. My hindlegs started to weaken as his scent grew more intense and I can feel a wetness start to form in my underwear.

As I continued my ministrations, his cock twitched with every loving stroke that I made. Soon enough, his proud maleness was standing on its own in all of its glory, large throbbing veins bulging down the sides. As my tongue ran down its length, I could even feel Blackheart’s heartbeat resonating through the stiff meat, giving it an odd pulsatile sensation but at the same time made it kind of hot and intimate, I’ll admit.

Blackheart groaned as I started to increase my speed. I noticed a small droplet of pre cum had started to bead at the slit on top of his penis. My curiosity got the better of me again, like always. I stopped slathering his shaft with my saliva and focused on that single droplet. I wondered how he would taste like. I gave his tip a small gentle lick to test the taste of his liquid. Blackheart closed his eyes and twitched as I caressed the head of his dick with my tongue. It tasted salty, but I could also taste a small amount of sweetness. It was hard to notice but it’s there. Dear Celestia doing this slowly and willingly was SO arousing. I decided to taste my master fully, body and soul. So I opened my mouth and impaled my head on his maleness.

Blackheart let out a loud groan and his back arched slightly as his self-control wavered. I couldn’t help but feel a sense of perverse satisfaction over him as I looked at his glazed expression. How does it feel to have somepony else control your fate Blackheart? I suckled hard on his engorged cock, my tongue exploring every inch of skin and meat on it, feeling his hot blood pumping under the delicate blood vessels. I was surprised at the amount of ease that I could take him in my mouth now, it seems my body was adapting from our previous encounters, and recognizing the familiar shape of his love meat. I started to go faster and deeper, almost taking him to the back of my throat. I was lying to myself if I said I wasn’t enjoying this, and my body gave its own evidence with a few drops of my juices sliding down the insides of my right thigh. Fucking Luna fat cunt! I am getting too into this, dammit! But I just couldn’t help myself!

“Y-You…ha-ha…are a….a n-natural at this,” Blackheart panted, “By the Goddesses are you GOOD!”

Oh he doesn’t know what I’m capable of apparently. I smugly thought to myself. Even I don’t sometimes. But one thing is for sure. I’m going to make him so tired and drained that he won’t want to lay a hoof on me for a few days straight. That would benefit both of us I think.

I decided it was time for this phase to end, and my jaw was getting sore anyway. I decided to finish him now, and slowly engulfed his whole cock, inch by inch, until I knew I could take him fully. Once I was confident enough, I took a deep breath and rammed my head down till my nose booped his ball sac. I could feel my throat tighten and spasm around him, but I knew that this was needed.

Blackheart’s reaction was almost immediate. “Y-YESSSSSS!!” He groaned loudly. “I-It’s coming! Make damn sure you drink every drop you hungry girl!!!” With a violent spasm of his ball sac and his groin muscles, his seed came blasting into my mouth, HARD.

My eyes widened in shock as I felt the first jet of cum travel up his shaft in a split second, before being shot forcefully straight down my gullet and into my stomach. His hot cum came shooting out like a fountain, and I felt like someone had poured boiling water down my esophagus, minus the pain.

I did my best to chug down all that he gave me. The first few jets were easy enough, with it being pumped straight down without my help. But once the flow ebbed, I pulled back till his head was left in me and started drinking as fast as I could to keep up.

Glug! Glug! Glug! Wet swallowing sounds echoed through the chamber, punctuated only by Blackheart’s soft moans and twitches.

My stomach was getting full, and I felt a soft radiating heat from it, warming my chest. But just as I thought I was going to fail, his twitches finally stopped and the flow of semen dissipated. I slowly released his cock, and slid it out of my mouth. As it passed my lips, a few slender strands of my saliva mixed with his seed joined it to the tip, before finally snapping off. I licked all around inside my mouth and swallowed the remains, before clearing my throat.

Blackheart just looked at me with a peculiar expression. There was no malice in his eyes, just…. What? Love? Affection? Suspicion? It was hard to really tell. He sighed happily.

“So Littlepip, how did I taste?”

“Simply….exquisite, my Lord.” I smiled at him before licking my lips sensually. It wasn’t a total lie, he DID not taste as bad as I expected. Maybe I expected all bad guys to have horrible tasting sperm? But his was very exotic and intoxicating. Almost like drinking out of the cup of sin itself.

Blackheart guffawed before slowly getting up and grabbing me, gently forcing me down on my back. I complied without resisting, but couldn’t stop the surge of nervousness at what he was doing.

“Now it’s my turn to show my beloved enemy some love.” He said in a low and sexy voice. I shivered in anticipation as he slowly undid my dress with one hoof, and with the other hoof wandering through the slit in the dress at my thighs, slowly caressing every forbidden area I had down there. He drew closer and closer to my face. No stallion had EVER touched me like this, those that I met only used their hooves for destruction and death, never to show another pony care like this. I looked into his eyes and saw only affection. Was this what I had been missing all along?

I rolled my eyes to the back of my head, panting hard as his hoof breached my underwear and entered my privates. Things grew more intense when he suddenly pressed his lips to mine, his tongue wandering over my lips, caressing it and willing it to open. My defenses melted away like ice under the scorching sun, and I parted my mouth to let him claim his prize. Our tongues wrestled in the tight and moist confines, exploring and remembering every little detail. I tasted the aftertaste of the meat gravy from the supper, and he tasted the remnants of his own seed, mixed with my saliva. I moaned softly into his mouth, relishing every single sensation.

Just as I started to get more aggressive in the kiss, he broke off. He opened my dress and I let it fall over to the side of the bed. He hurriedly grabbed my panties and gave it a few insistent tugs. His attempts were kind of laughable. But I arched my back slightly to give him better leverage. Soon enough, those were also on the floor and I opened my hindlegs to give him access. Blackheart looked hungrily at the sopping wet treasure that he had claimed and ravished just days ago, licking his lips like a hungry predator eyeing his prey.

“Well? Care to prove how capable you are of loving a mare?” I taunted him, wiggling my hips insistently.

He grinned. “Oh you’ll get all the proof you need Littlepip, and more.” With that he went straight to business, kissing my soaking wet pussy deeply. I moan in a high pitched voice as pure electric ecstasy shot straight into my brain.

He kept at it, his tongue prying past my pussy lips, licking it insistently and knowing just when and which spots to suckle on. I bit down on the pillow as he kept coaxing my flower to keep giving up its nectar. It just won’t stop flowing!! I was slightly alarmed at how much my body responded to his attention. Was this some unintended side effect from the potion I was given recently? Or was he really that good? My back arched in shock and pleasure as he hit a particularly sensitive spot. Part of me resented him a little for knowing my body this well. The only ones other than him to know me this intimately was Homage, and even she and I did not know every one of my weak points.

His strokes started to increase in speed and force. My vision kept flashing white in pleasure as my pussy spasmed with increasing intensity. My heart was racing as if it was trying to burn itself out and I gasped in desperation as I felt my peak approaching like a thunderstorm. “Oh FUCKK!! Master its coming! I-I can’t hold back any longer!!! I C-CAAAANN”TTT!!!

Blackheart quickly withdrew his face, and his hoof quickly engulfed my marehood, rubbing it SOO hard and fast that my spewing juices simply splattered and splashed everywhere like a wet dog shaking itself dry. I groaned loudly as my vision blanked out and I tried to stop my hindlegs from shaking.

It seemed like ages, but I finally stopped trembling and my tired brain came down from its high. The heat from my pussy radiated like glowing embers. A glistening white hoof appeared in front of my eyes, and I knew what he wanted even before he asked. I sensuously licked up my liquid love from his hoof, tasting myself. I honestly did not taste all that bad. It was sweet and salty, and simply saturated with my pheromones. No wonder Blackheart was so addicted to it. I wasn’t sure. But I’ll admit that combined, our juices make for a heady and tasty cocktail indeed.

Once he was satisfied his hoof was clean, he withdrew it and leaned in to kiss me.

“So, I wish to hear what my mistress think of her appetizer.” He naughtily asked.

“I-Its beautiful. I loved every second of it.” I looked at him with half lidded eyes.

“Good, because now it’s time for the ‘MANE’ course.” He grinned. I gasped in surprise as he suddenly pulled me atop, with my body lying down on its back on him. I could feel his love spear poking the crevice of my buttocks. His hooves snuck around my hips and between my inner thighs and pulled them apart. I looked down in between my legs and I saw, much to my chagrin, that there was a mirror on the other side of the bed opposite us. Giving a perfectly clear reflection of the beast with four legs and two privates. Oh DEAR Celestia how obscene! The sheer embarrassment of seeing my soaking privates and his in such clarity and so close together made me flush hotly.

His hoof suddenly appeared and showed me a few black balls the size of a miniature orb, I looked at them quizzically.

“What are these?” I asked.

“Something that will make everything in Equestria seem right again.” He mysteriously answered.

Before I could respond, his hoof holding the balls went to my twitching marehood, and started to force the balls inside. My eyes widened and I squealed as I looked into the mirror and saw every single detail. The way my pussy stretched around those sleek balls and swallowed them like some kind of starving monster having a feast. I could feel myself getting fuller and fuller as he pushed the balls in, one by one, until it became too much for me to hold. I groaned as I felt those balls shifting around and rubbing themselves against my hot and tense walls, from my stretched vagina to my throbbing cervix. This was something new I had never tried before.
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Blackheart took out a small remote control.

“I have claimed you in almost every way my sweet Littlepip. Claimed all of your innocence but one…” He whispered devilishly behind my ear. What does he mean? How could he possibly ravish me anymore thoroughly?

My eyelids shot up as I felt his cock applying pressure where no pony should ever be. I gasped in horror and fear as comprehension dawned on me. HE CAN’T POSSIBLY MEAN…..!!!

“W-WAIIT! You CAN’T mean...?!”

“Oh yes sweetheart, I wouldn’t want to hurt our baby after all…” He quipped, and started to apply more force to pry my tailhole open.

“N-NOOO! Wait please, you’re going too fast! I-I haven’t done ANYTHING like this before!” I stammered.

“Sweetie, trust me. I won’t hurt you. I need you to relax. If you relax, I can show you pleasure that you never even knew existed. Give in to me Littlepip, I SWEAR I will not harm you. Will you trust me?” He simpered huskily behind my ear.

I swallowed the knot of fear in my throat. Oh dear Goddesses, this is really happening! After today, I was probably going to be the most defiled mare in the whole wasteland. That little pony in my head was swooning like a drunken mare. Should I trust him? He hadn’t hurt me so far… but what if he changed his mind? My heart was torn on whether to resist, but I knew there was only one logical answer.

I gulped fearfully. “I-I’m scared, Blackheart.”

“Trust me, you MUST relax, and I will make you faint in ecstasy. I swear on my kingdom.” He said lovingly.

I clenched my eyes shut and braced myself as I slowly relaxed my tense plot cheeks. I tucked my tail reluctantly to one side. He paused for a moment before using his hooves to push my hips down harder on him. His cock pushed against my tailhole with increasing forcefulness. My tightly puckered tailhole resisted fiercely until it finally caved in and opened wide to accept the intruder, while at the same time Blackheart pushed a button on the remote control.

“AAAAAAAAAUUUUUUGGGHHHHH!!!!!”

I was sure my shriek could be heard from the Castle to Tenpony tower. The mechanical balls in my pussy had started vibrating intensely, just as he popped my ass cherry. I flung my head back in pain, narrowly missing Blackheart’s nose as my irises narrowed to pinpricks. The agony became too much for me to bear. My tailhole felt stretched to its very limits, and I was half expecting it to rip in two at any moment. But that moment never came.

“Shhh, sweetie, relax. The pain will soon be gone.” Blackheart’s voice sounded muffled through my crashing brain. I nodded and gritted my teeth, tears slowly dripping down my cheeks, as I did my best to heed his advice.

Blackheart paused to give me time to get used to his size. It took what seemed like years, but soon the burst of pain had subsided into a mere dull ache in my bottom. I slowly opened one eye and glanced at the mirror. I sucked in a deep breath when I saw the obscene way my tailhole had engulfed his maleness. It was SO tightly wrapped around his sheer girth that I saw a ring of pink flesh protruding out from the seal, with minute veins encircling around it.

Once Blackheart was confident that I was ready, he gently pushed in. I watched with morbid fascination at the mirror as he slowly but surely impaled me on his spear, inch by oversized inch. My tailhole swallowed up every centimeter, oddly looking like it was taking a shit in reverse. I squealed in increasingly high pitched voices as I felt him going deeper and deeper into my body. OH Goddesses I felt so FUCKING full! I was actually frightened if I could take it any deeper into my more tender and fragile insides.

I looked on as Blackheart’s ball sac slowly crept up to meet my plot cheeks. Then it was over, his entire length buried in me. I tilted my head back, panting and squeaking like some kind of crazed maniac. Oh Celestia, I could FEEL him! He was sooo deep in me that I was sure he touched my very core and soul. The organs in my abdomen felt squished somehow. I moaned out lustily. I could feel my guts struggling to keep itself in one piece, as the oversized intruder stretched the intestinal walls till breaking point. The vibrations in my pussy only served to enhance those sensations.

Blackheart groaned loudly. “OH FUCKING YESSS! This feels just too GOOOOD! I can feel the vibrations right through your muscles.” He just laid there fully engulfed in me, feeling my excruciating tightness all around himself.

After a while, he started to pull back, and dear Goddesses the FEELING!!

“OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOhhhhhhhh….” My moan echoed through the cavernous room.

The sensation was indescribable, I could feel my internal organs shift and move slightly from the sucking motion dealt by the sudden absence of his cock. Blackheart retracted until he left about an inch inside, before forcefully shoving himself back in. He started bucking his hips wildly and with much vigor. I screamed his name every time he filled me up, and sighed every time he left me. My overstimulated pussy was pouring juice out according to his rhythm, squirting out clear liquid whenever he thrust back into me. The feeling in my bowels was like the sudden relief and pleasure of evacuating your long overdue feces, over and over again, and in increasing intensity and speed.

“Ugh! Ergh! Uh! U-Uh!” I scrunched my face in concentration, determined to outlast Blackheart in this. I clenched my muscles as hard as I could, trying to forcefully expel his meat and milking him for all he was worth.

Blackheart was grunting in effort, his eyes rolled up from the sheer pleasure. He went faster and faster, sawing in and out of my tailhole. Droplets of my intestinal juice leaked out with every stroke. "YES! FUCK ME! FUCK ME HARDER!! HARDERRR!!!" I yelled out as my self control eroded away like sand in a thunderstorm. My plot is on fucking fire! My eyes rolled around in a frenzy like somepony that was possessed by demons, and my hindlegs shook wildly from the sheer ecstasy.

Blackheart sped up, slamming himself home with such force that I was sure my backside was getting bruised. His massive balls were slapping my pussy like an unstoppable metronome, further soiling the bed with my marejuices. Just when I was sure I was about to die from exhaustion, He screamed loudly to the heavens as he hilted himself one last time before delivering his much needed release.

“EEEEAAAAAGGGGHHHH!” My eyes shot wide open as I felt the first searing blast of his seed deep inside my bowels, and I squealed through gritted teeth. The sudden surge of heat traveling through my guts gave me the final edge needed for me to finally peak. I climaxed with a scream, my motherly nectar spraying through the vibrating toys in a spectacular display. My pussy contracted so hard that a few balls were actually pushed out, and made it look almost like I was laying black, shiny eggs. At the midst of both our overwhelming lust for each other, Blackheart bit into my shoulder HARD. I shrieked as I felt him break my skin and the warm blood oozing out into his eager mouth. The pain and pleasure combined was too much, and my vision flashed erratically with white flashes of light.

*SPUUURRRRRRRTT!!!* My hips spasmed wildly as I reluctantly lost all control, and a stream of hot urine burst forth from my ruined pussy and splattered all over the bed, staining it yellow with my filth. Drool and froth dribbled down the side of my mouth wantonly as my brain blew itself up from the sheer sensory overload. Hypothetically blown of course.

He suckled passionately on the wound, relishing the taste of my blood, just as he gave me his life fluids through my rear end. My deep within my pleasure addled mind, I could feel my intestines starting bulge and strain to its maximum capacity, the shape of my bowels starting to show though my muscled belly.

After coming down from Cloudsdale nine, I lost all support from my hooves and just laid down on Blackheart’s sweaty chest, relishing the sensation of his essence traveling through me, forcing my body to accept his organic nutrients. My thighs and rectal muscles clenched and twitched violently every time he delivered a hot spurt of liquid love through his spasming dick. I was starting to feel VERY bloated.
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Finally, it was over. Blackheart let go of my hips and relaxed under me with a deep sigh, before mercifully using the remote to turn off the balls. The wound on my shoulder throbbed, but I was too exhausted to pay it any attention. He kissed my neck passionately and whispered. “I want you to see this, look at the mirror.” I lifted my head slightly to look, just enough so I could see the lewd and unnatural way his privates were joined to mine. My rolling eyes slowly focused and widened as I saw my bloated and deformed stomach. A deep gurgle and shooting pain deep within my abdomen warned me that something was about to burst if I don't let the pressure out soon.

Blackheart started slowly pulling his softening meat out, and I gave a long sigh of relief as I felt and saw his massive cock slowly leaving me bit by bit. White globs of semen oozed and spewed out as he left me feeling empty, creating an abyss inside that I guiltily needed him to fill. As his bulbous head finally left the fleshy ring, it fell down to its side with a wet splat. What took its place on my rear in the mirror had taken me aback though, a blood red fleshy flower that looked like intestines slowly pushed and turned inside out, coated in a thick layer of white cum.

I could only surmise that the flower was my rectum that had expelled my unmentionables ever since I was born. Now it’s destroyed, I thought sadly, the sphincter utterly ruined beyond recognition. Luna dammit. White seed and intestinal mucus started sprayed out of it's bud as my overloaded bowels poured out its contents shamelessly onto the soft quilt with obscene and wet farting sounds. No wonder my rump felt weird.

All of a sudden, Blackheart wrapped his two forehooves around me and placed them on my bloated belly, which was twitching and gurgling in pain. He grinned evilly and whispered into my ear. "You're my toy now. Take it!!!!" Without warning, he pressed down on my bulging tummy and intestines as hard as he could.

My eyes popped in my head as the sensations overwhelmed me. "N-NOOOO.....HHHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRGGGHHHHH!!!!!"

I shrieked loudly and rolled my eyes as I lost what little control I had left in my rear and let loose the mixture of Blackheart's seed and my gut juice. My fleshy rump flower hosing and spraying the defiling liquid out from my prolapse with all wanton abandon as my bowels squeezed and painted the mirror and walls with mucus and cum. I looked like a ponified, living cum hose.

It seemed like an eternity, but soon the pressurized spray coming from my guts slowly trickled down into a stream, oozing and dripping whats left inside as my belly deflated back to normal. I sighed in massive relief. I genuinely thought he was going to burst my guts and kill me by poisoning my blood with his seed. My body went limp as I lost all resistance to Blackheart, hoping that he would kill me now in my emotionally and physically exhausted state. Wet and cummy farts continued to occasionally spurt out of my prolapsed ass.

“You monster….” I said tiredly, shaking my head. I had no energy left to fight. I knew I wasn’t going to be sitting for a week, if I was lucky. And passing shit was not going to be a pleasant experience for a while.

“And I know you love me for it, my darling….” He chuckled softly behind my ear, before giving it a tired and loving nip.

Blackheart turned to his side and we both flopped down onto the pillows, where he cuddled me into a sweet and blissful sleep.
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