Perv Anon Goes too Far

by ChingKittyCat

Rating: mature
Tags: Alternate Universe
Length: 3597

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Once upon a time, in the magical time period of White Background Week, there was an Anon. An anon who decided to do some very odd things during the late hours of the Drawer's night. This allowed the Anon to do whatever they wanted, taking control over the Drawer almost completely. This fact is realized when Anon finds he is not stopped by anything when he is about to cut off his victim's horn.

What he does next is a bit.. well.. unruly.

Rape Warning.

Published 1970-01-01 00:00:00 UTC
Last updated 2014-11-05 21:53:30 UTC

The Only Chapter there Is

Anon held up his newly anon-magic transformed sword hoof. He stared down at the shaking pony below him. This pony was prepared for this slash, it seemed. Nothing was interfering with this moment. Nothing whatsoever. Nothing had interfered with the horn licking and sucking either. Nothing. Not another asker nor the Drawer. The two main factors he thought would interfere most.

He whispered into his hoof, telling it "never mind" to make it revert back to it's regular form. If this was the case, if the Drawer and askers were actually co-operating with him.. Well, he could have a bit more fun, couldn't he? Yes, that thought made him smile. He could have a bit of fun, some fun he never really bothered to indulge in. Chances were that if Sombra squirmed, squeaked and blushed this much just from horn play.. Well..

Anon made up his mind. Yes, yes he did. As he made this decision, something changed with him. His coat grew darker. This probably meant nothing, though.

"Sombra, you've been a good boy. I'll let you have your horn."

Anon stated with a smile upon that sinister bastard's face. Sombra's eyes, previously squeezed shut, opened to look at the sunglasses of his captor. Sombra looked up with these pretty terrified looking eyes. Anon thought he was the first to ever see such terror in the very being of Fear. Most ponies thought doing such a thing was impossible. Well, look at those ruby red eyes and you could see legitimate fear.

Sombra, however, did not reply. Not in words, anyways. He was panting softly, with sweat beginning to trickle down the side of his head. To Anon, the old tyrant still seemed like he had some juice left in him. So, Anon thought of some words to say in order to get the Genophobia riddled pony into a correct position for some fun times.

"Hm.. M!A, All chains removed. Ropes go around Sombra's hind legs and around his forehooves so they're pressed up against him."

It was as the sunglassed pony commanded. The ropes appeared from nowhere, it seemed. Anon knew Sombra wouldn't be breaking through those ropes anytime soon; he was too hot, scared, and bothered too.

Anon pushed on Sombra's chest, flipping him over onto his back. Sombra's horn tip collided with the ground, causing him to whine from the shock of pain. He began to struggle in his new binds, trying to get free. As he should. Though, he was stopped when Anon flopped onto Sombra's stomach causing a large flinch to shake Sombra's entire being.

"W-W.. What are y-you g..going to d-do..?"

Sombra asked in a soft volume. His voice was near broken at this point. Anon didn't know what drove Sombra to stutter when he was fearful, but that was none of Anon's business.

Anon brought one of his hooves up to Sombra's face, running it down the side of his head. Moving it down to Sombra's neck, where multiple strange markings were situated. As soon as Anon's hoof moved over those markings, Sombra tensed up and began to whine once more.

"Are you really that sensitive here?"

Anon questioned, poking at the strange marks. Anon didn't know why he didn't see these marks earlier. Oh wait, there was a metal collar around his neck. That's why.

"P-Please don't t-touch me anymore.."

Sombra stated softly, as Anon's bastardized smile only grew.

"You know Sombra, I've wondered if you've ever done this sort of thing. You're just about as frail as a virgin."

Anon snorted. Sombra didn't even know the definition of virgin, to be honest.

"I-I.."

Sombra didn't know how to reply to that. Anon was now shoving his face right into Sombra's. No personal space whatsoever. Geeze. The bubble of personal space has been infiltrated. Well, not like it already wasn't.

"Just a warning Sombra,"

Anon began. Oh jeez. What was he going to say? Please don't say what I think you're going to say.

"I'm going to fuck you until you're raw meat. Soon."

Anon giggled. Sombra knew what that meant. Yep. He did. He DEFINETLY KNEW. OH GOD. His face reddened further and he began to shake again. His hind legs twitched in their binds as Anon moved down to the crotch area of the old King. Of course, Sombra's genitals weren't there. They were still on the SFW blog.

"M!A, NSFW for as long as the Mun decides."

Anon said to the blankness. Of course, his wish was fulfilled. Anon was granted a cock and balls, pre-packaged and ready to go. He didn't have time to count up the inches, but he could change the size anytime he wanted to. He was a magic anon, after all.

Sombra was also granted the same genitalia, though this could be easily changed with another ask. Anon decided he would stick with the male Sombra package.

With the way Sombra was tied up, that dickle was sticking out like a sore thumb. Well, actually it was sticking out like a dick, because it was a dick. Woah. There was also a petite little butthole underneath the dickle, where a little butthole is supposed to be. Though, there was one problem.

Sombra wasn't turned on. His cock wasn't pointing at the non-existent ceiling. Anon was going to change that. Anon didn't care if he got Sombra dick in his mouth, it didn't matter, really. There was going to be more dubious and nasty things coming up in a second.

"Don't t-touch thaa..a.."

Sombra moaned as Anon's lips connected with the unentertained shaft. Sombra's eyes screwed shut once more as he continued to shake. Sombra threw his head over to one side. He didn't want to see this.

Anon wrapped his lips around the entire tip of Sombra's member. He could tell Sombra was enjoying this. He had just begun and Sombra was already reacting. Anon wanted to be a tease. He loosened his grip around the tip of Sombra's dingle dang. Spit from Anon's mouth slowly began to crawl down the shaft. Sombra whined as this tease had only just begun. The spit trickled down at a relatively slow pace. Spit worked really more as a lubricant for asses, but Anon wasn't going to allow Sombra to penetrate him.

Time to hit a curveball.

Anon deepthroated that seven incher.

Sombra gasped, a loud moan escaping due to the sudden movement from Anon. That should turn Sombra on enough for some nice sexual torture. Anon removed his mouth from Sombra's dingle dang. A little pop sounded as the tip escaped Anon's food hole.

Anon felt something wet drip from him. Pre-cum. It seems like his own ding dong was ready for the proceedings. First, Anon needed to get the taste of Somdick out of his mouth (despite how strangely sweet it was).

Sombra was now panting at a decently loud volume. His entire face was almost red at this point. Anon took advantage of this pant, as Sombra's mouth was open most of the time. With a quick slide upwards on Sombra's chest, Anon was back within that uncomfortably close range. Though, Sombra's head was off to the side. He could change that. A hoof picked his face off the floor, causing the two to lock.. eh.. oculars. I'm not sure if Anon actually has eyes.

Sombra's eyes now opened halfway as Anon felt the two's genitalia grind together. It did send a little shiver of pleasure down Anon, but Anon was much more pleasure resistant than Sombra was.

You know, now that Anon thought of it, this may not be a good idea. Well, actually, he could just ask the Drawer to heal him if he did get his tongue bit off by Sombra. Also, chances were that the Drawer would also provide him with some nice bondage toys for Sombra's punishment.

So, Anon did what he planned. Using the openness of Sombra's fanged mouth, Anon locked lips with Sombra. This quickly caused Sombra to go wide-eyed as Anon's tongue moved into Sombra's mouth. The hot, sticky insides of Sombra's mouth were a tad foreign. Though, Anon went directly for that tiny and frail little tongue that Sombra had. He intertwined their tongues as he stared directly into Sombra's still distressed pupils.

The two of their tongues wrestled for dominance. Sombra was surprisingly strong in the tongue area. That was unexpected, but it would've been a useful talent if Anon did oral with Sombra. Chances were that oral sex was not going to be happening.

When the two unlocked lips, it was not on Anon's part. Sombra decided to cut this one short. He bit down onto Anon's tongue. HARD. That thing was severed as soon as he chomped down. Anon stumbled backwards from the pain as blood spewed from the wound. His mouth began to fill up with said blood.

Anon sputtered. Great.

"M!PA Apnon hasf hif tongue-" Anon stopped to spit out more blood. "backpth!"

Anon finished the M!A. Luckily enough, the Drawer was feeling rather nice. Now Sombra was in for a punishment, just as Anon predicted.

"Mun, could you get me some things for a punishment?"

Anon asked the blank space of white. The Drawer answered with a bed with multiple buckles on it, a whole pile of colorful textured dildos (one named Tom), Some anal beads, a Butt plug, A whip, A gag, A spreader bar, A paddle, Eggs, and some weird Ring thing. There were two of those weird rings. Oh, this was an assortment to behold. Now dear old Sombra was in trouble and he knew it.

"I can't believe you did that, Sombra. How rude. I think I'll need to punish you for that."

Anon stated with a tisk. His erection still had not faded. He needed to get some of that little Sombra tush soon or else he was to go nuts just looking at it. Maybe later. Sombra needed to be punished for being a bad boy.

Anon rolled Sombra over to the bed, not even caring if he was hurting that erection of Sombra's or not by rolling it. Anon then heaved Sombra up onto the bed, tossing him on. Sombra made a loud grunt as he landed onto the uncovered mattress. Yeah, it looked rather uncomfortable. It was a metal framed bed with no sheets. How perfect for the situation.

"Now, stay here. I'm going to go get some things."

Anon commanded Sombra. For once, Sombra actually responded.

"P-Please d..don't. I'm s-sorry."

Sombra tried to apologize, but that wasn't going to cut it. Anon looked down at Sombra's dick. If he was to discipline Sombra, he was to do it when he was vulnerable. Anon reeled his hoof back and slammed it down onto that shaft.

Sombra howled in agonizing pain as his dick was punched while erect. His body violently spasmed, causing him to jump back a bit. Due to the fact that this bed was metal and barred, it seemed rather unlikely something as thin as a horn would hit them. Nope.

A loud CLANG sounded as his bone horn collided with metal. Calm down, my god. Well, by the shriek of pain that came from him, it seemed like he wasn't going to be calming down at the current moment. Loud whines soon came from Sombra as Anon began to head off in order to find some toys. Sombra was left to his pain, his whines loud.

Anon was busy equipping himself for this new battle.

He decided he would only grab a couple things. Some things that were mainly just for punishment. He grabbed the spreader bar, both of those weird rings, the paddle, the whip, and the gag. He's an Anon. He can take whatever he needed without any hands to carry them all.

When Anon had returned, Sombra was still whining from the pain, like the baby he was. Jeez. You'd think that he'd be used to pain worse than that. Whatever, didn't really matter at the moment. Once Sombra had his fill of punishments, the real fun was to begin.

With the toys laid out on the uncovered bed, Anon figured he would have to get Sombra's hooves into that Spreader bar somehow. He knew exactly how. He could ask the Drawer, but he might loose her favor if he used her assistance too much. Seems like a scare tactic would have to come into effect.

Anon equipped the rolled up whip. This thing was legit slave-owner quality. It seems like Sombra was eyeing the thing as well. His frown grew along with his fear.

"Scared of whips, Sombra?"

Anon questioned with a sort of snarky tone as he unraveled the whip slowly.

"N-No.."

Sombra stated. Just a second after that statement, Anon cracked the whip right next to Sombra's stupid, still blushing face. Sombra flinched from the loud crack, a shiver shooting through him afterwards.

"You know, lying to me is not something you want to do, Sombra. Not in this situation."

Anon started, readying the whip again. Sombra began to shake again. No, he didn't want to get whipped. No, no he did not.

"Now, be a good boy. Don't struggle or else I'll have to punish you."

Anon continued, rolling Sombra over onto his stomach. Anon began to untie the binds around Sombra's hind legs. Just as Anon predicted, Sombra tried to run off. He didn't even make it halfway across the bed before the whip slashed the entirety of Sombra's back.

Sombra whimpered and quickly stopped his escape. Anon had made a very deep slash that was quickly starting to ooze that familiar red liquid. The next feeling was of Anon dragging him back to the center of the bed using his forehooves.

"Don't move or you're getting another one."

Anon warned as he lifted Sombra's butt up into the air and forced the opposite side into the bed. This defaulted Sombra to put his forehooves in between his hind ones. Anon was fine with this. Considering those hooves were still tied up with rope and such, it didn't bother him.

The metal clamps fit perfectly around Sombra's back hooves. The spreader bar worked its magic and those legs were indeed, spread. Though Sombra's tail was getting in the way of the prizes. A simple flip of Sombra's tail did the trick. Got it out of the way and put it onto his back.

"You've been a very bad boy, Sombra. Very, very bad."

Anon snickered as he placed down the whip for further usage. Two new toys were required for this. Y'know, he could try out what that ring thing did. Oh, wait, it had an inscription on it. The fairly large ring's inscription was the following.

"Vibrator for Guys. Slip around the dick, you dingus. Speeds differentiate when different buttons are pressed."

How pleasant. Just what Anon needed for the following. He first inspected the ring for the buttons. There were four buttons, surprisingly. One being blue, one being green, another being red and the last one being orange. Each small button had it's own little letter on it. In the respective order, S (Slow), M (Medium), F (Fast), and FF (Fucking Fast). What an interesting new toy indeed.

The inside seem to be padded with some sort of plastic. Anon didn't care. He wasn't going to be wearing this weird ring contraption. Plus, if he changed his mind he could always equip the other one he previously brought over.

The ring was surprisingly easy to equip. It fit snugly near the bottom of Sombra's cock, where it was thickest. Sombra made a small whine as Anon touched moved that ring down Sombra's member. Sombra didn't know what it did, but Anon did. So, Anon pressed the blue button. The buzzing of the vibrations were soft but just loud enough to hear. Sombra moaned from the new source of pleasure.

While Sombra was over there enjoying himself, Anon picked up the paddle. It was a nice, wooden paddle of high quality. Anon ran his hoof along the side of the paddle just as he got an idea. Oh, it was going to hurt so much more if he did this. Anon took his free hoof and began to line it with spit. He took this hoof and used it to paint Sombra's booty with saliva. This is when Anon finally readied the paddle.

He brought the paddle down at such a speed that one thought it would break. No, luckily enough, it didn't break. Instead, it collided with one of the butt cheeks of the imprisoned pony with a loud THWACK. Sombra yelped from the jolt, jumping slightly. Anon liked Sombra's yelp. He thought it sounded pathetic for such a well-recognized threat to Equestria. He wanted to hear it again.

He liked hearing that yelp so much that he eventually caused Sombra's buns to become bright red due to how much he smacked them with the paddle.

"P-please stop! I-It hurts.."

Sombra begged right before another THWACK sounded from the paddle colliding with his bruised booty. Instead of a yelp, this time, it was a moan. Only because of the ring, to be honest.

"It seems like you think otherwise. But alright, I'll stop."

Anon put the paddle down by the whip, just incase he wanted to use it again.

Now it was time. Finally. Luckily enough, Anon still had a hard-on from all that Sombra torture. There was still one more thing that Anon could do to torture Sombra, though.

"M!A, Sombra can't cum."

You are evil, you little shit. I like you. So, the blank space did as the Anon commanded. The effects couldn't be seen right now, but they would be visible soon. Anon decided to switch the speed on the ring. To what? Fast, of course! Sombra's reaction was almost instant.

"Ahh! N-no, p.. Nngh.. put i-it back d.. doooown!"

Sombra pleaded, his entire body trembling from the vibrating ring. His moans were becoming more common and loud. How perfect.

Anon placed his forehooves on Sombra's back as Anon prepared to penetrate his victim. Ah, yes.. His slave. That thought caused Anon to grow a bit darker than before. A wide grin formed once more on Anon's face as the tip of Anon's cock pressed up against Sombra's entrance.

"W-What are you d-doing!? Ahh.. S-Stop! Don't, p-please!"

Sombra obviously felt Anon prodding at him. Sombra didn't want any of that. No, no he did not.

Anon slid his thick, six incher into that little ex-virgin asshole. Sombra gasped, panting quickly. His mind filled up with all different thoughts all at once. Anon seemed to be enjoying himself for once, though. The sticky, wet insides of Sombra pressed up against his cock in all directions. He wanted some more of that.

Within a couple seconds, Anon thrusted his entire dingle dang into Sombra's tunnel. Anon wanted more. He needed more. He wanted Sombra's heavenly ass all to himself. Anon began going in and out of Sombra, his hips slapping up against that still bright red booty. The thrusts began to pick up the pace as time went on. Each thrust made Sombra moan or whimper. Sometimes it was a little bit of both.

"Ss..s.. stooop.."

Sombra managed to sputter as Anon whispered to himself. He whispered it so that way Sombra couldn't hear, but something else could. Luckily enough, the request was fulfilled.

Sombra's mouth hung open as he felt Anon growing inside of him. As the growth went on, Sombra felt drool trickle down the side of his mouth. The thrusts began once more after the growth was complete.

"Noooo.."

Sombra moaned as Anon continued his escapade. Anon moved his hooves down Sombra's back, as they now reached down to about Sombra's shoulders. Anon made himself comfortable, causing him to get a jolt in speed. He was going full on doggy style.

The two went on for a good ten or so minutes like this. Sombra was no longer able to form words due to the condition he was in. He became near cross-eyed from the vibrating ring and being pounded in the ass by a nine inch cock. He felt like he was going to explode from all of this. Yet, he didn't. He was at the very peak of his pleasure with no release or anything to relieve him from it.

Nevertheless to say that he was going to be swimming in a pool of sweat and drool pretty soon if he wasn't relieved. His moans showed this off. They were loud, very loud.

"I'm going to make you mine, Sombra."

Anon whispered between grunts. His pace had accelerated to a speed of orgasm levels. One thrust after another, Anon felt himself get closer and closer. Closer.. Closer..

There.

White spunk flooded into Sombra's tunnel as Anon began to pull out. Sombra wasn't able to have the same white juices flow out of his own dick. It left him in a horrible heat. Unsatisfied. The vibrating ring was still going, and that was the only thing right now that kept him in that peak of pleasure. Anon was sitting back now, just watching Sombra.

Well, actually, he did do something. He reached between Sombra's legs and pressed the orange button on the ring. Sombra was shaking at the magnitude of an earthquake at this point. Anon didn't care much for that, though.

Anon moved over to the front of Sombra, just staring at the old king's face as he moaned.

Just staring.

Watching.