Sweating Bullets...Still Life

Maud put the gag back in Pinkie's mouth while trying to avoid her temptations. The grey mare put Pinkie back into the large sack and tied it up again. She slid the sack into a corner. She'll be fine. She has to be.

Maud knew that this was all too much for her. She has really only been lead by her emotions, and now she is all the way in Ponyville, scared of herself, and has her little sister beaten, scared, gagged, and inside of a sack. She knew she was going to do much worse tomorrow. Today was the longest day she had ever experienced. It really seemed like it at that moment. Maud was going to get Fluttershy in the room, maybe do something to her too, but Maud was just so tired. She really did not know what to think of herself or her actions other than complete regret, disgust, and astonishment. The grey mare had not eaten anything all day, and had only a small amount of water. Maud realized what this was turning into now. It was just another excuse for her to do something. Another opportunity. She convinced herself that she was not going crazy. I will just...get some water myself...and then get some good rest...

It was getting darker outside and the moon was rising. As she exited the room she looked back at the corner in which the sack lay. She let out a sigh of sorrow and continued on the way to the kitchen. The grey mare walked around a bit, but eventually found a sink. She opened some nearby cabinets and found a medium sized cup. Maud held the cup under the tap and turned the knob on. Water began to flow, and only after a few seconds, the cup was full. She reached for the knob and turned it back off. She returned back to her room and set her cup on a  nightstand next to the bed. She picked it up again and hastily gulped it down. Her throat and mouth were no longer dry and the mare was no longer parched. She wiped her mouth in the pillow and turned it to the other side. She wrapped herself up in a cozy blanket and closed her eyes.

Maud awoke feeling refreshed. She rubbed the sleep from her eyes and got up from her bed. Maud entered the kitchen, in which Fluttershy was preparing breakfast. The grey mare took a seat at the kitchen table.

"Can you please make me some coffee?"

"Of course I can, just let me get done with this meal for my pet angel."

Maud shrugged and started to daydream. She imagined that she was back at the farm, and was examining this peculiar rock. Then Fluttershy came, carrying the blindfolded and gagged body of Pinkie, crying. Then Pinkie took off the blindfold cloth and spit the rag out of her mouth. They both stared at eachother for a bit before starting to roll around in the ground. They started rubbing eachother sensually. Pinkie grabbed Fluttershy, and locked her in a passionate kiss. Fluttershy began to rub Pinkie's clit, and they both let out satisfied and eager groa-

"Here's your coffee Maud.", Fluttershy said with a smile across her face.

Maud jumped a bit, shook her head, and came back to reality.

"Did I scare you? I'm sorry...would you like me to leave?"

"No, it's fine, I am just daydreaming."

"Oh, okay. Just come to me if you need anything, bye for right now."

Fluttershy went off again. Maud tried as hard as she could to get a little glance of Fluttershy as she was leaving. She was more focused on her lower regions. Maud directed her attention to her steamy coffee. The mare picked it up and took some sips from it. Eventually she got finished with her coffee. Maud was not drowsy or tired anymore.

"Oh, Maud! I am going over to Twilight's to pick up a baby dragon. He is going to be cleaning the house for today. Do not hesitate to say hello to him, if that is fine with you..."

Maud stared at her empty coffee cup. "It won't bother me."

Fluttershy gave Maud a smile and exited the cottage. Maud once again caught a look at Fluttershy's plot.

The burlap sack was quietly sitting in the corner. It then began to scoot very slowly across the floor. It stopped every once in a while, and during those pauses muffled pants could be heard. Today was the most horrifying and worst day ever up to this point. She woke up and had something in her mouth, and she could not get it out or even see. It appeared to be tied in a complicated way. Even though her hooves were free she could not see these knots. She could hear her sister, her captor, speak to her. She was threatened by her. Pinkie cried at the idea of her sister doing this. She thought that it could be a changeling, but from what she has been through, she could believe anything. Pinkie could have accepted the changeling idea and fell into comforting denial, but she lost that hope long ago. She then was shaken, beaten, and given no chance to escape. It was such a tight, uncomfortable space. She prayed to Celestia, cried and pleaded for help, but it had not helped her one bit.

The sack kept a consistent hot temperature. Her breathing and communication were broken with the rag. She could not see at all because of the dark sack and the blindfold. All the had left were her tired, aching hooves, and her hearing. Of course Pinkie had been through alot, but this was just overwhelming. Giggling at the ghastly, thinking happy thoughts, and crying did not help her. Her tired pain wracked body tried to move the sack she was in across the floor. Pinkie realized how hungry and thirsty she was at that moment, too. She pushed on and on, trying all she could, putting forth all of her energy. Pinkie stopped this. She gave up at that moment. She laid down as much as she could, and tried to rest.

A faint noise echoed through the room. It became louder and closer. Pinkie arose from her nap. A loud creaking could be heard and fast galloping accompanied by it. Immediately, Pinkie felt like the bag was being picked up. Terror built up inside of Pinkie.

"Pinkie, what were you trying to do? You know you are not going to get out of there if you keep this up."

Pinkie did not let out any sounds, she simply moved a bit.

"Do not move an inch. If I find out you have talked to someone, you are going to be in a very unfortunate position Pinkie."

Pinkie thought a bit. Someone is coming by here? Maybe that is why she is asking me to be quiet! Oh my gosh! I can get away!

Pinkie made a slight movement. She then felt herself being slung into somewhere. She heard something close. Please Celestia, please, let somepony come by and let me escape from this...

Pinkie silently cried, and warm tears trickled down her face.