Stolen Diamond

A zoomed-out shot of a run-down street corner appeared on the projector screen. The sun had set and the street lamps were on, bathing everything in cold orange light. One pony stood there on the corner. Diamond Tiara.

Filthy Rich could see even in the low-quality recording that she'd been allowed to wash her coat and mane, and her face was painted with cheap, clownish makeup that screamed 'whore.' A pastel-blue microskirt clung to her hips, covering nothing and drawing attention to everything, and a fishnet tank-top was seemingly painted over her chest, shoulders, and withers.

A stallion came walking up the street. As he approached, Diamond Tiara turned her back on him, and swished her tail brazenly. The stallion walked on by.

Then, he turned.

"How old are you, kid?" His voice sounded blurry over the long-distance mic.

"Twenty."

The stallion laughed. "If you say so. What are you doing out here on a street corner?"

"Tricks."

"Yeah. How much for a blowjob, kid?"

"Thirty bits."

The stallion shook his head. "For a blowjob? Not a chance. I'll pay eight."

"My pi-- my uh, I gotta pay my friend fifteen per trick."

"Short leash, huh? Fourteen, and I'll give you a tip if you do good."

Diamond Tiara stood still for a moment. "Sure."

She led the pony a few yards down the street into a dark alley. As they disappeared into the blackness, the projector screen blinked white and switched to a different camera, this one mounted on a ledge above them. Everything was monochrome-green from the low-light lens.

The filly placed a kiss on the stallion's chest, preparing to move her way down, but he simply placed a hoof on the back of her head and guided her below his body. Though the camera couldn't see the cock enter her mouth, the alley mic picked up the sound of Diamond taking a breath to steel herself before wrapping her lips around it.

As soon as she had given it a few sucks, the stallion held her head in place and started thrusting. She gagged and flinched but made no effort to resist. A wet spot shone on the asphalt below her as spit drooled out between her lips and the cock.

Filthy had seen two different types of pony take head from his daughter: the kind who treated her mouth like a quick fuck, slamming in as fast as possible, battering her tonsils as they raced towards orgasm, and the kind who wanted to sink in deep, pushing forward slowly and firmly until her throat gave way and they could hilt themselves inside the filly's mouth. This stallion was clearly the latter.

The stallion grunted as he pushed forward. Beneath him, Diamond Tiara's limbs shook and threatened to give out as his body shuffled further over hers. With a final splutter, the stallion groaned. He had pushed in all the way, his cock deep inside the filly's throat, her nose mashed into his pubic bone and his balls resting on her chin. He held her there for a moment before he started bucking his hips.

Diamond Tiara's hindlegs gave out after a minute, splaying out over the floor, but he didn't take long to finish after that. He moaned as he poured his jizz straight into her stomach. A few drops escaped her mouth, falling to the floor to mix with her spilled drool. He pulled out, letting her collapse onto the floor. She lay there for a moment, gasping for air and trying to swallow the sticky, stodgy cum that lined her mouth.

The stallion shook his head, feigning disappointment. "Well, I don't know--"

"W-wait..." she gasped. She made her way to her hooves, tottered over to him, and lowered her head underneath him once more. The mic picked up her soft mewls as she lapped the spit and cum off his shaft.

He patted her head once she was done. "Shucks, you've got a big heart. Here, have twenty bits." He passed her a crumpled note. "Buy yourself a lollipop or something."

They left the alley and went their separate ways. Diamond returned to her corner, and the screen flickered back to the street view.

The time stamp flicked forward half an hour. A steam carriage rolled up to a stop next to her. The driver leaned out of the window.

"How much for a fuck?"

"Fifty bits."

"Get in."

The filly and the driver both climbed into the back seats, and their shapes could only be seen dimly in the darkness. She grunted in discomfort as he tossed her onto her back, then gasped in pain as he penetrated her. Her sounds of pain and pleasure blurred together as she was fucked. The rocking of the steam carriage made it clear that he wasn't gentle, but evidently he wasn't nearly as sadistic as most of her rapists from the last week.

Filthy Rich heard the tell-tale sounds of a mare climaxing as his daughter whored herself out to a total stranger. The stallion came soon after. Both ponies rustled as they disentangled and arranged payment, and then Diamond Tiara was all but shoved out of the steam carriage.

She shouted after the carriage as it drove off. "I said fifty you jerk! Come back here!" She let out a sob and hid the money, before returning to her corner. From where she stood, Filthy could see a trail of white sperm running down the inside of her thigh.

Another stallion approached, barely out of his teens, and asked for a blowjob. After walking into the alley, he sat up on a garbage can, displaying his half-hard cock. This one clearly wanted the mare to do the work. He made no sounds as Diamond Tiara licked his balls and slobbered over his shaft, her face inches away from a rotting pile of coffee grounds and potato peelings. Her practiced mouth quickly brought him to orgasm. Her cheeks bulged out as he blew his load, and though she spilled none, she had to swallow three times to down it all. He paid without complaint and walked away.

The next male to approach her wasn't a pony. "How much?" asked the griffon, staring at her as his stallion friend eyed her up.

"Thirty for a blowjob, fifty for a fuck. Each."

"A fuck for me and a sloppy toppy for my buddy here," he said. "I'll pay seventy."

She nodded, and they led her into the alley. The pony sat on an overturned milk crate and beckoned her to his cock. It was short but thick, and she struggled to open her jaw wide enough for it. When the griffon mounted her, she lifted her head from the dick and cried out in shock.

"Keep your claws off my pussy!" she yelled.

The griffon laughed. "My claws are right here, lady," he said, squeezing her flanks. "That's just my dick. Us griffons have barbs, you didn't know that?"

Before Diamond could respond, the stallion pushed her head back down, muffling her on his dick. "I don't think she did know that, Ray."

"Myff!"

"Huh. Wondered why her price for a fuck was so cheap. Oh well." He grabbed her hips hard and slammed forward, burying his spiky cock deep in her cunt. Though it was small for a pony, the scratchy keratin spines around the tip scraped her vaginal walls as if his dick was made of sandpaper. Her squeals only served to send vibrations through the stallion's cock, and the two friends laughed as they each got their end away.

Once they both filled her with sperm, she collapsed onto the ground, sobbing incoherently and curling into a ball. The griffon only let her rest for a moment before dragging her head up to lick her juices, his cum, and traces of her blood off his cock.

"Thanks, slut," said the griffon, tossing a few banknotes on top of the sobbing filly. "Can't go home to my wife with my dick tasting of pony cunt, can I?"

Diamond Tiara lay there crying for ten minutes before she crawled to her hooves. Lines of mascara ran down her cheeks, and one of her false eyelashes had come detached and was stuck to her forehead. When she turned her back to the street camera, Filthy saw that the cum seeping out from her pussy was tinged pink.

The scene continued for another twenty minutes, though from the timestamps it was clear that four hours had actually passed. She blew three cooks that had just come off shift, swallowing two loads as the third sprayed over her face. The next client had her ride him, clinging to his neck as her undersized rump bounced up and down on his hips, cleaning himself off with her tail once he was finished. A crusty, drunken old pony screwed her face, putting her on her back atop an overturned garbage can and hilting his dirty dick in her throat, his sweaty balls practically sticking to her nostrils as he screwed in and out. One stallion came in her pussy in less than a minute, shouted at her for making him cum too quickly, then spat in her face and left without paying. Several more ponies fucked her, and over a dozen had their cocks sucked. Less than half paid the full price, and several paid nothing.

Diamond Tiara staggered from the alley one last time, to meet one of her hooded captors holding a camera to her face. She was shivering, her makeup ruined, lips bruised, her top torn, and her whole back end from skirt to hooves stained with cum, blood, and unknowable fluids. She said nothing, but instead reached into her hiding place and pulled out the bits she had been paid.

"Show daddy how much you earned for him," said the stallion.

Diamond Tiara gave the camera a watery smile, and displayed a medley of notes and coins in her hooves. "Six-hundred and seventy-seven bits, daddy. I'll be home in no time." A tear ran down her cheek as she struggled to keep smiling.

"There's a few more paying customers," said the stallion. "Come along now, and you'll be home even faster..."