Stolen Diamond

Diamond's face appeared on the screen as the projector whirred to life. She wore no makeup nor streaks of cum, she only bore a few fading bruises from her rough treatment and a deep, weary look of resignation.

"Hello Daddy," she said, her voice soft and tired, "my kidnappers have decided that since you obviously can't pay right now, they're going to do you a favor and depreciate me. You won't see any more videos for a while, because I'm being leased to a brothel. It usually takes a decade to turn a fresh young trick into a jaded, worn-out tramp, but my new bosses think they can speed it up. In four years you'll get another offer to buy me back, for 100,000 bits. They'll even let you fuck me and record some geniune daddy-daughter porn, and sell me back to you at half price if you do it.

She looked into the camera imploringly. "Would you do that, daddy? Would you fuck your own daughter to save 50,000 bits?"

One of the kidnappers wheeled a metal frame into the shot, with dimensions barely larger than a sitting teenage filly. It had multiple medical-looking devices inside with trailing tubes, an oxygen tank, and two thick metal phalluses jutting out of the base. Diamond's head was forced down with her rump in the air as a stallion liberally lubed her hindquarters, before leading her to the frame and pushing her inside. Her face contorted in discomfort as her pussy and asshole were impaled on the dildos.

A unicorn rigged up several leather straps to keep her in place, in addition to fitting her with a catheter, an IV, and a nasal breathing tube. The frame was small enough that Diamond was all but forced into a fetal position to stay within it. It did not look like a comfortable way to travel.

"This is the last time your daddy will see you for a long time," said one of the kidnappers. "Be a good girl and say goodbye."

A tear trickled down Diamond's face. "I love you Daddy," she said, her voice cracking, "and I'm sorry you couldn't save me."

Her lips were forced apart to shove a ring gag in her mouth, and Filthy could hear the familiar groans and rustles of a stallion masturbating. The unicorn who had fit Diamond into the frame bellied up to her and sprayed her with one final facial, covering her with rope after rope of salty, slimy cum, splashing her open mouth and nostrils, forcing her blue eyes shut, painting pink with white. She barely reacted, totally numb to the degrading treatment even if she wasn't held in place by stringent bondage.

The unicorn hot-glued grey plastic walls onto each side of the frame, disguising her prison as a rolling plastic bin. As the front was glued in place, hiding Diamond from the camera for the final time, it was emblazoned with the words, 'BARNYARD BARGAINS CHEMICAL TOILET MAINTENANCE & CLEANING.' Before he sealed the lid, the unicorn stood up on his hind legs, let his limp cock flop over the edge of the bin, and released a hot stream of urine. Diamond could be heard moaning in humiliation as he shook the last drops on her head, before the lid was glued in place, silencing her. The last glimpse of Diamond Tiara on film was her piss-soaked prison being loaded into the back of a wagon, and then the screen cut to black.

Filthy Rich stared numbly at his basement projector screen. He had finished the final reel. The twisted, degraded, cum-covered grimace of his daughter would be the last he'd see of her face for quite some time.

He laughed, and pulled his slick shaft out of Silver Spoon's asshole. The filly writhed as he pushed her aside to walk up to the projector, swapping out the tape labelled 'DAY SEVEN' and poring through some of the highlight reels and bonus clips they'd included along with it. He put on some extra footage from day four, his only daughter's first day of being truly fucked.

The projector whirred to life as he sat back down on the couch, the image of Diamond Tiara being doubled penetrated appearing larger-than-life on his basement wall, a stallion thrusting up into her cunt as a golden retriever knotted into her asshole. He pulled Silver Spoon upright, forcing her to look at her best friend being violated onscreen, his breath heavy with the stink of gin and tobacco as he licked the filly's neck.

"Oh, she won't be in the brothel for nearly as long as they said," he murmured, "just a few months, just long enough for the last vestiges of hope to die. Before long they'll show her tapes of her daddy screwing her best friend's throat, they'll give her a week to make the most desperate of mental excuses or marinate in despair, and then Sterling Silver will come and collect her."

He pulled Silver Spoon onto his lap and eased his cock back into her ass, her cries muffled by her ball gag. "Your father will explain Diamond's situation to her just as I have explained yours to you, and he will gain a daughter. A few months after that, we'll even let you have a play date together. Won't that be nice?"

He bit and licked his bound prisoner as he thrust in and out of her, occasionally glancing up at his poor daughter's onscreen mistreatment, before grunting and blowing his load deep inside Silver Spoon's bowels. For a while he luxuriated in the sensation, letting his cock soften inside her, until he pulled out and unbuckled her ball gag.

Silver Spoon coughed and licked her lips, her mouth terribly dry despite the various fluids Filthy had forced her to consume in the half-day since she had arrived. She looked up at Filthy, seeming more confused than hurt.

"Why?"

"Why what, little Silver?"

"Why are you doing this to us?"

He blinked. "Sterling and I are wealthy, rich beyond what either of us let on. We have reached the stage where there is nothing we can't buy with money, and yet we are still compelled to make more. There is nothing more to buy, nothing more we can acquire, and now our money only has worth as a means to power, the ability to inflict our will on others. To flaunt the very laws of decency and equinity, to turn our own offspring into our sex slaves? I can think of no more fitting use for our power."

Silver Spoon looked at him as if he was mad. "But... why? You could help ponies with that money, you could make ponies happy, and if it means being so cruel you could even give it up!"

His face twisted in contempt at the final suggestion, and his voice was laced with anger. "That's the most foolish thing to ever come out of your mouth. I think I have a better use for your mouth, in fact - I'm sure you're used to having servants clean up after you, but I think you're due for a lesson in how to clean up your own messes..."

Filthy Rich's cock was slimy with cum, lube, and ass juices, and it reeked of where it had just been. It was a mixture of flavors that Silver Spoon did not seem to enjoy as her mouth was forced down over it. Once she had licked him clean, he pushed her down to his balls to pleasure him as he lit a cigar.

He couldn't wait to see his Diamond again.