“Wakey wakey” A male voice piece through the haze of unconscious, snapping her awake.

Immediately, Nighthawk tried to assess her situation. Attempts to move her arm revealed that them bound above her head. She was bound in the same position as that captured rebel!

The room was clearly a dungeon cell, rows of various torture equipment and sex toys are hang on the walls. Metal rings were hanging from the ceiling, most likely used for bondage.

However, her clothes are still on, the half mask is still there, the only thing missing is her belt. Not much time have passed since her captured.

“Surprised that you're still unmasked?” The same voice asked, however, the speaker stood in the shadow, hiding himself.

“Well, kinda. But I'm more concern about the ropes.”

“Oh, don't you worry. They won't be breaking anytime soon.”

“Nah, I'm just wondering why it's always the same bondage position. Maybe it's all a stallion's tiny brain can remember.”

A light chuckle answered her insult, as the stallion stepped into the light, revealing him to be a topless unicorn showing off his muscled built. He held a riding crop in one arm.

“I'm surprised you're not more concern about yourself. Maybe you don't understand what's going to happen, so I'll be kind and explain it.”

“Let's first start with why you're still masked. Because we want Nighthawk, not the little weak submissive mare underneath it. We want Nighthawk, the symbol of hope, the heroine that stood against us, the proud warrior that inspired rebels.”

“And we'll break you, turning the symbol of hope into one of lust and debauchery. We'll make you scream and moan. We'll make you beg and cry. And when you break, we'll parade you on the streets. You'll walk the streets naked, with a nice red collar. And you'll tell the world how foolish it was to resist, and how pleasurable a slave can be.”

“Big words, detective, you sh-” A lash of the crop interrupted Nighthawk.

“I'm Deputy Star Chaser! But you'll call me master...Once you earn the right to speak.” Star Chaser said as he removed a ball gag from the wall, “Now open up.”

Nighthawk held her mouth and glared at him. Star, however answered with a smile... and another lash on her breast.

Taken by surprise, Nighthawk let loose a scream, allowing Star to shove the gag in. Quickly, Star secured the straps behind her head, making sure the gag won't come off.

“You could have avoided that lash if you just opened up.” Star commented as he began undressing Nighthawk, “Now... to inspect the goods.”

With her bound hands, Star had no choice but to cut the full body suit off. Once done, Star took his time admiring her body, his lascivious stare started with her face and slowly work down, over her ample breast, to her dripping wet cunt.

“Now, ain’t that quite the surprise? You're wet.” Star commented as he stuck two finger in, “I wonder what excited you?”

“The whipping?” He moved behind her, whispering into her ears.

“The humiliation at being captured?” He caress her breast with one hand, while continuing fingering her with the other.

“Or anticipation? Anticipation at being turned into a drooling, moaning slut?” He moved his hand upward, stroking her neck, where a collar will soon be.

“Mpmmphf!” Nighthawk shook her head.

“Don't brother denying. Because you'll soon beg for it.” Star whispered as he went back to pleasuring her, one hand fingering her while the other drifted all over her body.

The muffled screams soon turned into into moans as Star worked his skillful fingers over her. Nighthawk soon reached her first climax of the day.

“Like it? Don't you worry, it's just the first of many,” Star whispered as he bit on her ear, “Now, for the first lesson of the day, basic etiquette.”

“First, a slave speaks only when spoke to.”

“Second, you must address me as 'master' at all time.”

“Last, always respect your masters.”

“I'll give you a short break, but don't forgot the lesson, I'll quiz you once I'm back.” Star let go of Nighthawk and left the room, letting her recover for a bit.

Star Chaser returned after taking a short break. The room was still the same as he left it. Nighthawk's eyes were closed, as if mediating.

“Alright, time for a pop quiz, who can tell me the three basic rules?” Star asked mimicking a teacher's tone, before removing the gag from Nighthawk.

“Well, you got a few screws loose in your head if you th-” Nighthawk's insult was cut off by the ball gag being shoved back in again.

“Really, that's quite an achievement, only a few words in and you broke all of the rules.” Star said as he grabbed a few items off the wall, “Now for your punishment.”

The first item he grabbed was a blindfold, it was made of leather and steel, designed to be stay on once lock in place. Slipping the blindfold on Nighthawk, Star tightened the straps and locked it in.

With the blindfold in place, Nighthawk had no way of knowing what to expect. Star's hand drifted all over body, caressing her and playing with her sensitive areas, Nighthawk's body were soon excited by his touch.

However, instead of continuing, Nighthawk felt him push her legs apart. She struggled to regain her balance and prevent the ropes from biting into her.

She soon felt a large dildo shoved into her, and a smaller once into her back hole. The first dildo slides effortlessly in thanks to her wet cunt, while the second had some difficulty due to her tightness.

“Mphmmh!”

“We're just beginning... there's much to come” Nighthawk could only struggle in horror at his words.

The next item she felt was a belt being locked around her waist and the two dildo was shoved further in. The belt had straps pushing and keeping the sex toys in.

After that, she felt cold pads being pasted all over her body, mostly around sensitive areas. She screamed in surprise as two cold clamps were placed on her nipples.

The last item was a pair of earphone being shove into her ears, the in ear plug type earphone proved useful in neglecting sound.

Star looked over his masterpiece once more. Nighthawk had been bound, two vibrators filled her holes with a belt holding them in place. A dozen electric stimulation pad had been attached to her body. Two nipple clamps had been attached to her breast. And all of the toys, pads, clamps were wired to a single machine, its screen read:

“Mode: Random simulation.
Restriction: Edging, No orgasm.
Duration: 4 hours”

“I'll leave you alone. But I'll be merciful, the ball gag's enchanted to unlock after a while.” Star said as his horn glowed for a moment, “I hope you learn your lesson this time.”

With a smile, Star activated the machine and left the room, leaving Nighthawk to her 'pleasurable' torment.

For the first few minutes there were nothing, the vibrator remained eerily silent, nothing played in the earphone either. Then, it began. It started with a quick jolt of pain, sending a spasm over her body. Next, the two dildo roared to life, vibrating with maximum intensity.

Nighthawk tried her best not to moan or squirm around, as that bastard may still be watching! But as the toys drives her closer to the edge, she couldn’t help but let out a few muffled moans.

“This ‘punishment’ aren’t bad after all.” Nighthawk thought as she rode the waves of pleasure.

However, the vibration stopped as suddenly as it came, leaving Nighthawk devoid of any stimulation. Out of desperation, she tried grinding her hips together, but the stimulation only brought her hotter but no closer to release.

“So that’s the real punishment, to keep me hot and bothered with no release.” Nighthawk thought as she realized the true nature of her punishment, “I’ll be damned with I let it happen.”

Determined, Nighthawk tried to control her breathing, hoping to calm her body down.

'Breath in...'
'Breath out...'
'Breath in...'
'Breath Argh!' The dildo began its relentless assault, breaking Nighthawk out of her calming trance. However, the vibration quickly dropped to bearable levels, but still distracting enough.

“Focus on something else! Think about all the horror they forced upon us!” Nighthawk quickly recalled the memories of war, occupying her mind with rage and anger in an attempt to draw her focus away from her crotch.

*Buzzzzz*

“Think of all my friends that were captured! They were forced into a life of slavery, they lost their horns and wings....”

*Buzzzzzzz* The dildos seems to vibrate harder.

“...and the parade... Those monster showcasing mares like trophy! Fucking them with their thick throbbing - STOP! Gotta focus on something else! Like that wicked stallion, helping those monster harm his own kind.” The thought of that traitor brought renewed rage to her mind, but it too brought other thoughts, “What if he’s still here, watching me...”

That thought normally would only disturbed her, but now the idea of being watched felt appealing to Nighthawk. She tried blaming it on the drug, but deep down she knew it wasn't the cause.

“Maybe he’ll let me cum if he enjoyed it, I’ll put - NO!” Nighthawk quickly shook that line of thinking from her head, “I can’t let him win!”

“I can do this, he won’t be getting what he wants.” Nighthawk thought as the vibration picks up strength once more, “Maybe I can outsmart him.”

For a while, Nighthawk continued to resist the machines as the dildos picked up strength. Once she is close enough, she switched her tactics, grinding her hips and thinking about lewd things. However, her efforts were in vain as the dildos stopped and jolts of painful eletricity began corsing through her whenever she got close.

“Mmmh!” Nighthawk screamed through the gag as the eletricity torture continued, “The only way I’d get off is if I’m a masochistic... a really hardcore one”

After letting her rest for a while, the machines started once more, staying true to its goal of keeping her on the edge.

“If only there’s a way out of this... If I try to cum, I get shocked. If I try not to, it tease me endlessly.”

Suddenly, a voice started playing from the earplug, surprising Nighthawk, “I, Nighthawk, am a slut....”

“What! NO!” The voice had sounded much like the heroin, except with a sultry undertone, “I will never say such things! He’d be stupid if he think I’ll be brainwashed like that.”

“I dress in those tight latex to seduce a stong stallion. I yearn to be dominated...” The vibrations choosed this moment to gain strength, driving her close once again. Disguested by those recording, Nighthawk tried her best to resist the pleasure and keep her mind from naughty thought.

“Curse those traitors! Helping caribou hurt their own kind. And curse that Deputy especially for locking me here. How dare that pervert toys with me, trying to make me into his slave...”

“...destined to be a slave, it is the highest honor possible for a slut like me...”

“...His strong arms holding me as he ravish me...”

“...Please use me as you like....”

“Pining me down and claiming me as-”

“ARGH!” Nighthawk screamed once more as the machine shocked her, but the pain had broken her from that nasty line of thoughts.

“Funny how his punishment saved me.” Nighthawk thought.

Suddenly, the straps keeping her gag in loosen, surprising Nighthawk. Not one to waste a random gift of luck, Nighthawk quickly spit the gag out.

“HELLO?! ANYONE THERE?” Nighthawk shouted.

“Don't you ignore me! I know you're there somewhere, watching me as--” Nighthawk was interrupted by the machine roaring back to life. She realized the real for the gag removal – to hear her moan. All this time, the gag had done a wonderful job of muffling her moans, now without it... She's going to have to fight hard.

“I'm not ... *gasp* ... going to let you...” Nighthawk shouted out between her heavy breathes.

The toys stopped again, leaving her close once more. “Please stop doing this! I beg you!” Nighthawk cried out, hoping he would stop her torment.

“Maybe if I apoglize he'll let me off?”

“I'm sorry for insulting you. Please stop this, I'm really sorry.” Nighthawk begged, but only receive the constant recording for a reply.

“...My place is at my master's feet...”

“Surely there's a way out of this, he can't be torturing me this long just for one line! Maybe...” Then the answer struck her, the recording, the gag removal! Maybe, he'll free her once she complied!

Little does poor Nighthawk knew, the room was devoid of anyone except her.

Star chaser returned earlier than he planned. The change of plans had been because of an order. An order to hand Nighthawk over to the governer before he's done breaking her. This certainly pissed Star off, but there's nothing he can do against an order. At least he would still have an hour left with her.

Opening the door to the soundproof room, Star was presantly surprised. The once proud heroin is drooling from both ends, shouting those lewd declaration of slavery proudly.

“I love cocks, my only purpose is to pleasure stallions.”

Seeing as she likely didn't noticed him, Star remained silent and watched. Nighthawk were squirming in her bonds, shaking her plump hips wildly. All the while she was begging for release, screaming out vulgar words.

“Master, please use me!”

Knowing that such situation is too value to not take advantage of, Star Chaser set up a few recording crystals around the room.

Moving next to Nighthawk, Star reached out with one hand and grope her breast. She immediately tensed up, before leaning into her touch as much as allowed by the ropes.

“Let me cum! I did everything you wanted!”

Removing the earplug, Star scolded, “No you didn't.”

“But-” Nighthawk tried to argue, but was cut off by a slap to the butt.

“A slave does not speak back to her master. All you know is lying and leaned nothing at all.”

“I learned alr-” Another slap, this time much harder.

“You'll have to prove it, starting by controlling your mouth” Star Chaser ordered. He knew Nighthawk was just acting, she won't obey him completely yet, but for the sake for release, she will probably compromise a bit.

Levitating a riding crop from the wall, Star prepared to release her leg from the ceiling. Of course, he would still kept her arms, wings and leg tied.

“Before we began, I'll set some rules. You must not touch yourself without permission, do you understand?”

“Yes!” Nighthawk's bottom was met with a quick lash of the crop, reminding her about manners, “Master.”

Star released the ropes connecting Nighthawk's handcuffs to the ceiling. Immediately, her hands moved for her crotch, but Star had foreseen it and reacted in time. Grabbing her arms in telekinetic, Star brought the crop down on her once more, forcing a scream out of her.

It's clear there's no obedience in Nighthawk, perhaps only a little fear for punishment. She did as told out of desire, but once she's had her release, she would likely went back to her resisting personality. It would take long to tamper fear into respect, respect into obedience. Perhaps Star should start with the basics.

“Knee!” Star Chaser began with a basic command and Nighthawk obeyed wordlessly. Of course, all this time Star still had to keep her hold on her arms and lower her gently.

Undoing his zipper, Star Chaser released the his raging horse cock. His strong musk quickly filled Nighthawk's nose, letting her know what's in front of her despite her blindfold. What was once repulsive now smelled like heaven for the lust-addled heroine. It was clear she wanted something, but still managed to control herself.

“Can you tell me what's in front of you?” Star questioned.

“Cock... Master.” Nighthawk answered, before remembering to add master. Star smiled a bit as she said it.

“Well, not exactly the right answer. It's your master's cock, the important thing in the world, you'll worship it. And to start, you'll pleasure me with your mouth and hands.” Star corrected, before adding, “If I caught you putting your own pleasure before mine, it'll be more punishment. But if you please me well, I'm reward you.”

“Yes, master.” Nighthawk replied. Satisfied by her reply, Star released her hands and was pleased that she didn't tried anything.

Without her sight, Nighthawk had to fumble around before gasping the cock with her hands. Immediately, she felt the crop being lightly pushed onto her back, reminding her to be gentle. She was just glad it wasn't another hash strike for her mistake.

Taking care to hold the semi-errect shaft in her hands, Nighthawk started by licking the tip and stroking gently. His shaft stiffens and grow large from her touch. However, it seems Star still wasn't pleased, as Nighthawk felt the crop pressing once again. Unsure of what's wrong, she stopped.

“You're too slow. I'll never cum at this rate.” Star answered the unasked question.

Picking up her pace, Nighthawk stroke harder and faster. She moved her mouth to the base, before giving a slow lick upward, all the while keeping her tongue flat and wide to maximum pleasure. Once at the tip, she took took the shaft into her mouth and warped her lips around it.

Starting with a steady rhyme, Nighthawk bobbed her head up and down. One of her hand remained at his base while the other caress his ball-sack.

“You're good at this, you must much practice at cock sucking.” Star commented, “Who would've guessed the infamous Nighthawk was a cock-loving bitch? I wonder what your fans would said.”

Nighthawk felt her body grew warmer at his words. She wondered what would happened if they saw her like this. Maybe they're already watching, she wouldn't put it past the deputy to do that. With her eyes covered, there could be a group of ponies watching and she wouldn't ever knew.

'If that's the case... Then they saw everything already.'

Star Chaser could only wonder when Nighthawk stopped for a moment before suddenly getting much eager. But that didn't stop him from rewarding her good behavior.

Nighthawk felt the riding crop on her back once again, but this time it gently traced her spine. Reaching downwards and downwards, until it reached the base of her tail. The crop nudged her tail, sending a convulsion through her body.

Knowing that the time was right, Star Chaser stopped Nighthawk and nudged her to follow. He lead her to a bed, before toughly shoving her onto it. A rush of excitement went through Nighthawk as she was thrown on the bed.

“Now, spread your cunt and beg.” Star ordered, and Nighthawk obeyed eagerly. She moved to a sitting position and spread her legs wide. Using two fingers, she parted her lip and begged, “Please fuck me!”

Ignoring her little transgression, Star Chaser moved to enjoy his prize. Lining up with Nighthawk's slit, he began pushing into her glittering wet cunt. Her insides felt tight and very very warm.

Nighthawk moaned just from the tip entering, feeling as if being split apart. But that didn't stop either of them, his thick shaft easily slided in. The stallion was larger than any toy she had, including the ones just now. She could felt every inch of her being filled, spreading her and exploring her most private parts, until it finally reached the end, bumping against the walls of her womb.

Once deep in, he kept to a steady rhyme. Nighthawk couldn't resist moaning and rocking her hip with him. The pleasure built easily, and there's nothing stopping her orgasm this time around. But she still held back, knowing it will be better and bigger if she waited.

Soon, the stallion reached his limit, pushing in as deep as possible, he released his seeds in. Nighthawk climaxed as she felt hot ropes of cum being fired into her womb. Her pussy clenched and milked him for it. Lost in pleasure, she grind her hips into him.

The two lied in bliss for a while, until Star Chaser recovered first. Standing up, he looked over her prone form once again, knowing it's likely the last chance to see her like this. Nighthawk will soon be transport away to the city dungeon.

'Farewell' Star Chaser thought as he casted a spell, sending her off into deep sleep. After packing the recording away and locking her up, he left the room. He would gather his men to escort her later.

Moving to her front, Star removed her earphones and asked, “Learned your lesson?”

“Yes master! PLEASE LET ME CUM! I promise I will...” Nighthawk nearly screamed her answer out.

“I knew it's not going to be easy. Her training will still need much work. But it's the governor's problem now” Star thought as he shakes his head.

“...will behave like the good slut I am. Obedience is good....”

“Silence!” Star shouted to stop the mindless chants, “Now, if I release you, will you behave?”

“YES! Anything if you let me cum!” Nighthawk answered with glee.

“Even if I ordered you not to touch yourself?” The deputy questioned.

Nighthawk hesitated, “He's not to let me cum? NO! It can't be! Wait! He must be planning to fuck me himself, and I'll get the most mind blowing orgasm EVER!”

“Yes.”

After hearing her reply, Star released her arms from the ceiling. Almost instantly, her hands drifted downwards. But Star is quicker and caught her hands.

“If you disobey, you'll have to go through that again.” Star warned, and Nighthawk quickly stopped struggling.

Removing the toys but keeping the blindfold on, Star begin leading her to her new owners, ”Come now, you'll get your release once we reached your new owner.”

Author's Note

One more final chapter.

For now at least.

Don't worry, it'll have a good ending for everyone except the guy shot in the back, he's still dead, sorry.