Innocent Inquiries & Dubious Discoveries: A Foalcon Group Collab

by Flutterpony

[NSFW] Blood by Master Titta

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Author's Note

[NSFW] [Genital Torture] [Bloodletting] [Ritual]
Characters: [OC] [Rumble]
By Master Titta


[NSFW] Blood by Master Titta

There gotta be better options than... well, this! But, then again, I think I've run out of them or something.

This was the thought that was occupying Rumble's mind, as he stood up, tied to the ceiling with four ropes tied to each one of his hooves, his belly pointing down to the floor.

He sighed, as he shook himself around a bit, making the ropes lightly squeal on their hooks.

I just hope it's true that it's going to make my weenie bigger and give me lots of luck. I'm going to need that for the next few weeks in school. Or, if it doesn't work, that it won't hurt too much.
Soon after thinking about it, a pony entered in the room. Shortly after, there was a hiss, followed by several braziers dramatically lighting up, which startled Rumble and made him squirm around somewhat. With the lights on, Rumble could now see a big golden cup- as big as him in fact- that was set right underneath him.

"Very well, young one. The time has come," the pony, a dark brown stallion with a golden crown with multi-coloured feathers as ornaments as headress, and two bronze knee pads with red feather all around. He pulled an emerald green pin cushion with several needles stabbed in from behind his crown, then he set the cushion down. "Are you ready?"

Rumble looked at the needles, cringing and biting his lip.

On a second thought, maybe this was a reall bad idea... too late to pull out, tho. Better bear it and grin.

"Y-yes..." he whispered, before letting out a squeak.

The stallion smirked, before he gave a quick lick to the needle's tip. He then started to chant an obtuse hymn in an arcane language, as he slowly moved the needle close to Rumble's small testicles.
Rumble flapped his wings, as he felt the needle piercing his scrotum. When the needle had pierced his testicle, he cried out in pain, a little trickle of blood coming out the wound already, which was collected by the cup.
The stallion took another needle and started to lick around Rumble's sheat. Despite the pain and the obvious danger, Rumble's cock soon crawled out of its pouch and extended at its full length- which was, sadly for Rumble, quite underwhelming even for a colt of his age.

The stallion then insert the needle horizontally across Rumble's dick, skewering it and producing even more blood, along with additional pain. The stallion proceeded to do the same exact thing four times, each one more painful than the last for poor Rumble.

By the time the stallion had grabbed the sixth needle and was aiming it at his healthy nut, Rumble, with an herculean effort, whispered.
"P-please... s-stop, it h-hurts..." He took a deep breath, his genitals in pure agony, his eyes red with tears. "It h-hurts! H-hurts like T-tartarus!"

"Oh." the stallion said with a somewhat sultry voice, as he slowly and delicately put down the needle. "If you think thi is enough bloodletting, then so be it..."

Rumble nodded, shaking away a few tears still forming in his eyes. "Y-yes... it's enough."
"Very well then! It's time for you, me and your soulmate to drink on this blood!" The stallion snapped his left hoof. "Servants, bring the filly in!"

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