At some point in the night, Dinky's mom was taken from her. Dinky cried out in panic as her captors re-tied her, but she could not see through the blindfold or wriggle from their grip. She begged for her mother's safety as they dragged her away, but when the door shut behind them, she laid down and sobbed. Outside of her mother's grasp, the cell felt freezing. Dinky curled herself up as tight as possible, and drifted in and out of consciousness as the room grew in dark and fear.

She assumed she must have slept at some point after that, because she did not hear the creatures come into her cell. She became aware of them as they untied her, shackled her legs, and dragged her to her hooves. Her body ached all over, and every twitch sent waves of pain through her raw, bloodied and bruised vagina and ass. She could only move her hooves an inch in any direction in her new shackles. Something smacked against her rump, hard enough that she shrieked in pain and tottered forwards. Several more smacks made her continue forward, desperately shuffling her sore limbs to avoid the pain.

After a painfully-long walk down corridors that smelled of antiseptic and stale sweat, the blindfold was pulled off. She blinked at the harsh light. By the time she could focus, the door behind her had shut. She found herself in a small room, with two other occupants.

The first occupant was her mother. Dinky couldn't see Ditzy's face, but she instantly recognised the bubbles cutie mark on the light grey coat. Ditzy was laid on her back--tied down, in fact--with her hind legs spread in the air, her wings tied to her back, and her front legs bound to her sides. Sticky white goo oozed out of her sore, swollen cunt and ass. Her neck was propped up on a foam pillow, and the sides of her head were built into some kind of box device, leaving her face uncovered.

The second occupant was sat on Ditzy's face. It was another one of the ape creatures. This one was taller and broader than any of the ones that Dinky had seen last night. It had a muscular build covered in flab, a pot belly, and a double chin. Its mane was long, lank and greasy, its skin was sparsely covered in dark hair and its entire naked body had a sheen of sweat. Dinky could smell its body odor from several yards away.

She felt sick as she saw what hung between its legs. A cock like, those that had tortured her yesterday, but somehow worse. It dangled, half-erect, almost as long as her foreleg. A wrinkled foreskin flowered over the tip, with only a small spot of the angry red, plum-sized head peeking out.

Dinky froze on the spot, hoping that if she could just stay still enough, she would be ignored. Something tugged at her neck. She saw that the creature held a leash in one of its hands, connected to a collar around her neck. The creature tugged again, and beckoned her forward. Dinky whimpered, but did not move.

The creature made a noise that sounded like a sigh, reached behind himself, and picked up a heavy leather riding crop. He brought the tip down on Ditzy's unprotected pussy. The pegasus squealed into his ass-crack and thrashed in her bonds.

"Come here, or I hurt your mother," said the creature. "I can do this all day if I have to."

Dinky hurried forward. As she reached her mother's legs, the creature stopped her with the tip of the crop. "First, be a good girl and give your mommy a kiss."

Dinky looked up at the creature sitting on her mother's head, but it did not move. The creature chuckled, and rubbed the tip of the riding crop on Ditzy's pussy. "Not on the face, slut. Kiss her other set of lips."

Dried cum coated her mother's slit. Wet whiteness seeped out of the bottom. It was bright red from soreness, and purple bruises coated her thighs. A drop of cum spilled out of her slit, ran down her ass, and joined the mess at the base of her tail. Dinky couldn't bring herself to move. The creature slashed the crop down hard on Ditzy's slit, and whipped her five more times. Ditzy wailed and struggled in her bonds, shifting her hips from side to side, but could no more protect her pussy than she could protect her own daughter.

The creature ordered Dinky to hurry up. Shaking, Dinky inched forward until her face was almost touching her mother's slit. Before she could steel herself to plant a peck, the creature grabbed her mane and pushed her face right into the messy pussy. All she could smell was sex, sweat and piss. Wet, cold cum flowed into her mouth and nose, thin and bitter and salty. She closed her mouth to avoid drinking any more. The creature pushed her head down until her entire face was covered and she couldn't breathe. Only when her limbs nearly gave out from lack of air did the creature release her. She coughed and whined, fresh tears of humiliation running down her face.

"We were gonna let you two get some sleep, but the boys got kinda bored last night and decided they wanted another piece of your mom's ass. Her holes are getting kinda loose now, but she sucks a mean dick so we don't mind. Anyway, now she really needs some sleep before her heart gives out or something, so as soon as you've done your job, we'll let her get some real rest. Do you understand?"

Dinky wanted to protest and scream and free her mother, but knew she was powerless. "Y-yes..."

"Good. I've had a busy week and haven't had time to wash, so I'm sweaty and dirty. Your mom's doing a pretty good job down here--" he lifted a leg to show the underside of Ditzy's chin, and her tongue lapping at his asshole, "--which means you're gonna do my crotch. Climb over your mother, and start licking my balls." He spread his legs and lifted his thick cock, displaying the sweaty testicles beneath them. They were coated in thick, bristly hairs.

Dinky shuffled forward, careful not to hurt her mother as she climbed over her body. She could feel the dampness of her mother's sweat through her fur, and felt the tendons in her mother's neck and chest straining as she licked away at the creature's asshole. As Dinky approached, the repulsive smell intensified, a sour, musky stink that smelled like old stallions, blue cheese, and fermented honey.

As she craned her neck forward, she could feel her mother's heartbeat and hear the soft, wet noises of her tongue as she rimmed the creature. Eyes closed, Dinky stuck her tongue out and lapped at one of the creature's balls. It tasted salty, and the vile smell filled her mouth and nose, almost sticking to her nostrils. She licked the other. The creature moaned and shuffled forward, pressing his balls into her face. His fingers ran through her mane, thick and meaty. She winced as she sucked one of his balls into her mouth, his pubic hairs tickling her nostrils.

The creature was content to continue like this for some time. Dinky licked and sucked until her mouth was sore. A bead of precum welled up at the tip of the creature's cock, and then dripped down onto Dinky's horn. She scrunched her eyes shut harder, trying to imagine that she wasn't here, and that her mother was safe.

A hand pushed Dinky away, and the balls left her mouth with a wet pop. She looked at the face of the creature, who looked down at her with a cold grin. Slowly, the creature grabbed its cock and eased back the foreskin. The smell was a hammer blow to Dinky's nostrils. The angry-red tip was coated in white smegma, moist and rancid, reeking of vinegar. Dinky cringed and shied away. A slap knocked her head to the side and made her ears ring.

"This is your breakfast, kid," said the creature, smearing the bulbous tip over her face and nose, "now eat up..."

Dinky froze in shock, and could not close her mouth before the creature pushed his cock inside. Her cheeks swelled from the thickness of it, though only the tip could fit. It tasted foul, sour and acrid, with a pungency so severe that her eyes watered. Her stomach turned as the smegma rubbed off on her tongue and on the roof of her mouth. It felt mealy and sticky all at once, clinging to her tongue and her gums and everything else it touched. The creature was not gentle with her, pushing his cock deep over and over until she gagged, tears streaming down her cheeks, saliva flowing from her lips, hackles raised and stomach churning.

On one thrust, her front teeth scraped up along the tip of the cock. The creature closed his eyes and shuddered. Dinky whimpered, expecting a blow, but instead he held her mane tight and withdrew his dick. Before Dinky could react, the creature pressed back inside, pushing the tip over her front teeth, and pushing the clump of smegma that had collected there deep into her mouth. She moaned in horror as she was forced to swallow the vile substance.

It only seemed to fuel the creature's sadism. He grabbed her mane and jaw in a vice grip and started to fuck her face. Dinky retched and tried to push away with her hooves, but she couldn't get any leverage with her shackles. Sweat ran down the creature's body as he violated her tiny mouth. When she brought up a mouthful of bile and last night's cum, he wiped it up in his fingers and forced her to lick it back up. Everything began to feel light and unreal to Dinky, as if she wasn't there in reality, but was just watching the scene from inside her own head.

When the creature pulled out of her mouth, she coughed and shook. He presented the side of his cock to Dinky, and gestured to the underside of the head, where a thick trench of smegma remained. "Be a good girl and lick it up..."

She whimpered, but moved forward before he could grab the riding crop again. Her pink tongue flitted out and lapped at the foul, waxy substance. The creature praised her and petted her as she cleaned his filthy dick. She found herself forced to swallow just to rid her mouth of the taste.

The creature pushed the tip into her mouth once more and began to masturbate, making a fist around his thick cock and jerking up and down. Dinky struggled as the tip twitched in her mouth, and the taste of salty precum joined the sickening taste of smegma. As the creature grew closer to climax he stroked himself more aggressively, his fingers hitting Dinky's lips at the height of every stroke hard enough to bruise her lips, and his other hand gripping her mane so tightly that she felt it pulling out at the roots.

With a shout, the creature came. Bitter semen filled Dinky's mouth, thick as wood glue, salty and fishy and vile in every way imaginable. She tried to swallow but could not keep up. Gloopy liquid surged into the back of her throat and shot out of her nose, burning her sinuses. Her throat worked as she gulped it down in mouthfuls, but the creature seemed inexhaustible. The lack of air clutched at her lungs. As much cum seemed to flow out of her lips as she managed to drink.

Dinky coughed and gasped for air. A hand descended and wiped up the cum that had spilled from her nose and mouth. The creature stood up and pressed his cum-coated fingers against Ditzy's still-moving tongue. Dinky watched as her mother sucked the digits clean. "Any time you mess up a job, mommy picks up the slack," said the creature. "Clean the last drops from my dick before I push it down mom's throat, you piss-drinking whore."

Dinky gulped down the last of the cum, and moved her head forward to suckle the half-hard penis. She heard the creature sigh, but he made no movements so she continued to suck.

Suddenly, her mouth filled with piss. It came so fast that she had no time to swallow, so her cheeks bulged out and the cock slipped from between her lips from the pressure. Hot yellow liquid sprayed over her face and mane, soaking her and stinging her eyes, dripping down onto her mother's heaving chest. It quickly slowed to a trickle as the creature cut himself off.

"Put it in your mouth and drink my piss," said the creature.

Dinky stared at him, her eyes stinging, barely able to comprehend the horror of what he was asking. She shivered and found herself shaking her head unconsciously.

The creature sighed. "Drink my piss, right now, or I will take a dump in your mom's mouth."

Dinky whimpered at the thought of him doing such a thing to her mother. "P-please..."

"Less talking, more sucking."

She inched her head forward and took him into her mouth again, closing her lips tightly over the head. With a sigh, he let loose. As her mouth filled with dense, salty piss, he pinched his cock at the base. Her cheeks bulged out until she swallowed the brackish liquid, and then he released the flow again. Mouthful after mouthful, he made her drink his piss, until her stomach felt swollen and it was all she could smell or taste. He shook the last drops over her head as she retched pathetically.

The creature gave her an affectionate pat on the head, and then stood up. Ditzy's tongue continued to move, even as it dislodged from his asshole. Blindfolded and deafened, she seemed too terrified to stop. "You did a good job, little one," he said to the dry-heaving foal, "I think you've earned a shower and a few hours in a soft cot for you and your mom. Remember, do a good job, let us have our fun, and you might make it home in one piece."

He stretched, and stepped over mother and daughter. "I'm going to get a drink. Someone will come and collect you, so stay put."

With that, he walked out of the room, shutting the door and turning out the lights behind him. Dinky was left to comfort her bound mother in the darkness.

Author's Note

inspired by that chapter of The Milking Chamber. you know the one