"So you're telling me that it's okay to..." started Adagio, trying to find the right words.

"Have sex? Of course!" exclaimed the bug-like mare. "Hell, they sort of encourage it here."

"And why is that?" questioned the bodily trapped siren. "Abstinence sounds like true eternal damnation."

"It was, once upon a time. Every mare was locked in a continuous state of estrus, yet stripped of the ability to climax. No matter how hard you tried; fisting, anal, extreme bondage, it would never happen. Needless to say, a lot of mares went insane from the experience: myself included." The changeling queen explained, a grimace prevalent on her features. "But then, on one faithful day, an inmate went absolutely wild by the sexual stalemate. So much so that she ended up blowing a hole through a dimensional gate that lead to Equestria."

"Wait a minute, there is a way out of here, and that woman was able to find and break it?" questioned the siren, losing fate in the legality of the inmates tale. "And are you telling me, that she was the only one who left? Why didn't everyone else go with her?"

"I was about to get to that, girl. If you'd just wait, you wouldn't need to ask these questions," Chrysalis growled, the irritation of being interrupted clear on her face. "As I was saying, she'd blown open a dimensional gate. The only problem was, that was the only thing separating us from the male section of Tartarus. We were in so much heat, we didn't care about escaping. We only cared about one thing: fucking." The changeling looked off towards the distance, eyes glazed over as she remembered the event.

"A lot of men died from the experience. Pelvises crushed, penises abused and overworked, suffocation by ass…have you ever seen a man's dick jack-hammered by twenty, sexually deprived mares? A grown stallion, kicking and screaming as he is dragged into a fifty women orgy? Sixty days and nights of continuous coitus, loveless lovemaking, frantic fucking; that rape train wouldn't stop for Lucifer himself. Sure, some of them tried to run, but it was futile against the wrath of a thousand, estrus induced mares. Guard, prisoner, or visitor, it didn't matter: if you had a cock, we would find you. I can still hear their screams…it was glorious," the insect-esque mare said dreamily, the 'pleasant' memory replaying in her mind.

"… Right. And how did this end? I doubt Warden GLaDOS would allow this," Adagio asked, her momentary disgust failing to dissipate as she changed the topic from omega prison rape-stampede.

A rapede, if you will.

"She didn't, but even she had a hard time stopping us. With the help of a couple thousand guards and enough sleep toxin to put a planet in a coma, she had finally ended the event. After that outbreak however, the higher ups decided to lift the heat curse, and instead enforces extreme violence to make sure we're in line," the bug-mare finished.

"Those were the good old days," added Nightmare Moon. From the shared melancholy smiles and dreamy sighs, Adagio could easily see that the veteran inmates truly missed their rampant rapefest.

Adagio couldn't feel more disturbed.

"Hey, what the fuck!" shouted a mare. Adagio turned just in time to watch a mare near the serving area have her tray's content splatter itself on her. "You bitch! What the fuck is wrong with you!" she growled at…

As Adagio's eyes landed on the one the mare was belittling, something hit her insides. The mare was gigantic, towering over the shouting mare by what looked like two heads in length. Her black and red fur blended deeply with her body, yet barely hid her profoundly muscular physique and robust mammaries. Her eyes—which was staring down the shouting female before her—were voids of solid black, the yellow irises boring into the mare the only indication she could see.

"Well? Clean this shit up!" the ignorant mare screeched, knocking Adagio out of her trance. The indignant female took an aggressive stance as the Amaponia-centaur hybrid just continued to look down at the woman.

Adagio felt a wave disgust slap her as the mare scooped up a handful of the gunk, chucking it straight towards the unmoving centaur's face. Her beautiful, elegantly sculptured face.

As the ball of sludge languidly slid down her face, so did her nonchalant expression, transforming into a menacing scowl.

Before the huffy mare could even retract her arm, the centaur grabbed her, gripping her wrist violently. The idiotic prisoner took this as a sign of attack, in which she recuperated by flinging her other fist towards the towering, titan of an inmate. However, her second hand met the same fate as the first, holding the mare in place as the towering prisoner brought her closer towards herself. It was only then that Adagio realized what hit her: unyielding hate. The waves of anger emanating from the centaur overwhelmed the siren, scorching her insides with a burning nova. For the first time in her life, Adagio didn't feel overjoyed by the hate around her, and that made her blood run cold.

"… You have nice nails…" the mare finally said as she brought a withheld hand towards her face (bringing the now shaking mare off the ground along with it). As the centaur spoke, Adagio felt a shiver run up her spine, the deep tenor of her voice rock the singer to her core.

"Y-yeah, so what? What abo—AAAAAAAAAAH!" The mare was interrupted by the centaur burying her thumb under the prisoner's index nail, before slowly flicking it off the finger. Blood spurted out in all directions as the encaptured mare flailed, thrashing as the centaur proceeded to rip off the middle nail. This time however, the quad-legged prisoner discarded the slow approach, opting for a quick flick. Her attempt, while successful in breaking off the nail, had failed to completely discard it; the blood-covered nail hanging by a slip of skin. Adagio had to choke back a gag as she witnessed the display.

The bleeding mare abandoned her previous attitude, crying as the blood started to inch down her arm. The centaur noticed her captive's tear, and happily proceeded to lap them off her face, draping her long tongue across her victim's cheeks, coaxing even more tears in the process.

"Prisoner #6642, it seems you have yet to learn how to interact with the other prisoners…how unsurprising." The interrupting voice was accompanied by the appearance of the warden, strolling towards the victimizing centaur and her captive. "Seeing that this is your third offense, the forthcoming statement should be perfectly understandable for even someone of your intellect. Terrak, let her go…or else." The cold, robotic tone in GLaDOS's voice was enough to silence the entire cafeteria—even going so far as to knockout a certain alicorn.

However, Terrak retorted with slowly forming grin, before unceremoniously dropping the girl. What surprised Adagio the most however, was the inmate hurriedly crawling behind Terrak. Either Stockholm Syndrome is her middle name, her masochistic lust is stronger than fear, or she'd rather side with the one who ripped off her nails one by one, than to even stand next to the warden. "As you wish, Caroline."

The bricks that were shat could have moved a mountain.

"…Get back in your cell," GLaDOS said, her eerily calm tone causing another chill to run down the vertebrates of all the occupants of the area. Terrak just gave a wink before sauntering off, being flanked by ten guards along the way.

"Prisoner #2844—" the aforementioned inmate audibly flinch as she heard her number "—you will be taken to the infirmary," she said without taking her eyes off of the escorted centaur. "As for the rest of you, those in cell block A are to go to their work posts. Cell block B is to go to the showers," and with that announcement, GLaDOS took her leave, leaving the guards to escort their assigned prisoners.

"Well it looks like this is goodbye, 'twas nice meeting you," said Chrysalis, before being led out of the area. As the situation had ran its course, Adagio came back to her senses. She immediately noticed that she was covered in sweat and was hyperventilating in pace with machine gun heart rate. The sweltering heat that engulfed her had dissipated into a numb sensation. She didn't know why she had felt such an intense feeling, and as she dragged a still fainted Nightmare Moon towards her guards she couldn't even figure out what the feeling was. She certainly knew it wasn't hate despite of her previous intuition, for it caused her to feel nauseous and giddy at the same time. And why did it happened once she saw Terrak?

Whatever the reason was, she knew one thing for sure.

"That bitch had a nice ass."

Author's Note

Again, sorry for the delay, laptop is still nonexistent. I think my phone is overheating as I type Either way, here's another ~~pile of regurgitated yeast infection~~ chapter. Have fun!

Tata~