Lesson Applejack

This time it was Applejack’s turn to be the stunned one, but Pinkie seemed to be patient, giving Applejack time to process the moment.

“So yer… not mad that ah killed em all? Not gonna flee in terror or anythang?” Applejack asked as she tossed Rarity’s half-eaten leg next to her still spitted corpse.

“Well I’d probably advised against killing THEM, but not much point in worrying about it after they’re already deader than dead,” replied Pinkie, still completely casual, “Besides you obviously put a lot of hard work into this, so it’d be a shame to let it go to waste!... Nah, no point in running; you can outrun me pretty easy, especially when you’re all riled up and horny!”

“Oh… well okay,” Applejack stood where she was, still unsure what to do.

“I’m so sorry though!” Pinkie went on, “If I’d known you were into snuff parties I would have totally invited you to the ones I arranged before!”

“You’ve… done this before?” Applejack tilted her head.

“Oh sure!” Pinkie nodded, “Never been a ‘guest of honor’ at a snuff party before though! I guess you’re gonna’ make me a guest of honor huh.”

“Guest of honor?” Applejack stammered.

“Well you’re gonna kill me right?” Pinkie Pie asked, “That makes me a guest of honor!”

“Um well yeah,” Applejack admitted, “Ah was kinda’ lookin’ forward to killin’ you today. Maybe uh… fuckin’ yer corpse a bit too.”

“Wow really?” Pinkie seemed interested, “You like fucking dead bodies? I could have invited you to that necro party I had too then!”

“Well uh,” Applejack found herself able to move again finally, so went over and began to pull the spit that Rarity was on off the fire. “Truth is ah sorta only discovered how hot it feels ta kill ponies today.”

Surprisingly, Pinkie calmly trotted over to the camp fire as well, helping Applejack by picking up the other end of the spit. Applejack put the loose leg atop Rarity, then the two of them carried her into the barn with the others. As Pinkie walked in front of her, Applejack couldn’t help but notice that Pinkie was getting a bit wet as well, the first drops of fluid drooling from her pink pussy and trailing down her thighs.

“Oh cool!” Pinkie Pie started talking again as soon as they put down Rarity, “You tied off Big Mac’s cock so it wouldn’t go soft when he died! You’re a natural at this!” She tilted her head down, pushing her head beneath Applebloom and running her tongue over the point where Big Mac was penetrating her, “So did you impale her while he was still alive? That must have been so fun! How’d you kill the others?”

“Yeah ah… got off pretty hard to it,” Applejack spoke slowly, almost as if she suspected some kind of trap. “Huh? Oh um, Rainbow was impaled on a pole and bled to death, beat Twilight to death, strangled mah bro, and cooked Rarity, like ya saw outside.”

“Cool!” Pinkie Pie nodded so hard Applejack could practically hear her brain rattle, but then looked slightly disappointed, “Aw, but no Fluttershy? She didn’t want to come to the party?”

“Well ah was gonna’ go fer her after ah did you,” Applejack explained.

“Oh okay!” Pinkie accepted that pretty quickly, if a little disappointed she wouldn’t get to see Fluttershy’s corpse, “How are you gonna kill me?”

“Ah dun know…” Applejack admitted, “You sorta caught me off guard here, and it sorta made my brain go a little blank.”

“Yeah I can do that to ponies sometimes,” Pinkie nodded.

“So uh, you said you had snuff parties?” asked Applejack, “Like… what kind? Boy if Celestia had found out about that…”

“Nah she knew,” Pinkie answered, “Well SORTA. She knew about some of the parties, like when she had some prisoners or like… political enemies she wanted to disappear. She even attended one! I totally got to eat her out!”

“Ah see,” Applejack blinked, “Well that musta’ been somethin’… muchin’ on a goddess’s pussy.”

“It was!” Pinkie nodded, “He cunt juice tastes like peppermint! Though there was that one party I arranged that she wouldn’t have allowed if she knew. But wow will Celestia be super pissed off when she finds out you killed the rest of the Elements! I mean you’ve probably doomed all of Equestria, which I guess if you really think about it is the ultimate snuff fantasy! Killing everyone! Anyway I’d suggest either disappearing or killing yourself after you finish me and Fluttershy, cause otherwise Celestia will probably torture you to death. Unless you WANT to be tortured to death! I guess in that case it’s a win-win situation. Also I wouldn’t recommend letting my sister Maud know you murdered me if you don’t want her to murder your whole family, like all of them in Equestria. She could totally do it. Then you wouldn’t get to do it!”

“Ah’ll keep that in mind,” Applejack quirked an eyebrow, then curiously asked, “Who were the regular guests and ‘guests of honor’ at that party that Celestia didn’t know about?”

“Filly scouts!” Pinkie Pie smiled, “Like a whole troop of them. Me, Filthy Rich, Soarin, and Caramel each got three to snuff.”

“Really?” Applejack quirked an eyebrow, “Wow ah remember readin’ about that missin’ troop of filly scouts… yeah there were 12 of ‘em if ah remember right.” She had half-thought that Pinkie was just bullshitting her to buy herself some time, but now she was really starting to believe her.

“I think the stallions enjoyed themselves more than me though,” Pinkie tapped her chin, “It must be really awesome to have a cock to shove into ponies when you rape them. I did get fucked by all three stallions at once after the fillies were all dead though, so that’s something!” She hmmmed, “What do you think is better? Having a dick to put into stuff or being able to take 3 dicks instead of just 2 at once?”

“Well ah’ve enjoyed three cocks at once before,” Applejack admitted, “Ah’d prolly rather be able to do that then have a cock of mah own, honestly.” She paused, “Though ah guess there are more mares than stallions about, so they prolly get laid a lot more oft… yeah ah think we’re getting’ off topic here.”

“I don’t know, I manage to get a stallion in me almost every day!” Pinkie shrugged, “Oh! But yeah, I guess we did get off topic! You’re gonna rape me before you kill me right?”

“Well yeah,” Applejack nodded, “Though ah’m unsure if it’s possible to rape you at this point. Guess it might be a challenge fer me, ah do like challenges.”

“Did you rape Big Mac?” Pinkie tilted her head curiously.

“Uh yeah,” Applejack answered, “Rode his cock pretty hard.”

“Yeah I figured,” nodded Pinkie, “I bet you’ve fucked a lot of your relatives huh. Yay for incest!”

“Actually that was mah first time fuckin’ a relative…” Applejack shook her head.

“Aw, you don’t have to hide it from me silly!” Pinkie giggled, “Not like I’m gonna be alive to tell anyone right? Besides it’s not that odd. I’ve fucked my parents and all my sisters, I know Rarity gets it on with Sweetie and I suspect her parents too. I even walked in on Twilight getting fucked by her brother when he visited Ponyville once.”

“They didn’t make ya promise not to tell?” Applejack wondered, now feeling a bit left out if everyone else was slapping bellies with their parents and siblings already.

“Well yeah,” admitted Pinkie, “But I made the promise to Rarity and Twilight and they are sorta corpses now, I don’t think they’d mind anymore.” She reached over and beeped Applejack’s nose, “Silly! Aren’t you gonna’ start killing me? Or raping me first I guess… though I guess you’ll rape me after too! Then again I don’t know if you can really rape a corpse; I mean it’s not like they can say no right?”

“Oh, sorry.” There was something Applejack never expected to do, apologize to some pony for not having brutally murdered them and raped their corpse yet.

Pinkie Pie turned herself around, raising her tail and displaying her now sopping wet, somewhat droopy pussy to her, apparently prepared for her raping now. Applejack had noticed how ‘well used’ Pinkie’s pussy looked before, especially when she was all excited and wet at a party, but seeing it close up was another thing entirely.

“Wow, you really are a massive cum bucket, Pinkie. You must be on some industrial strength foal control,” Applejack commented. “Anyway uh… thought about hoofin’ you. It made Rarity scream pretty nice, but you’d probably enjoy it.”

“Yep, I’m a real cock warmer!” nodded Pinkie Pie, habitually waving her rump back and forth in front of Applejack’s face, “I don’t use foal control at all though; I sort of have a fetish for getting abortions. I’ve done a lot of stallions bareback since the last time I had my cunt scraped out, so I’m probably pregnant right now! That’s like you’re killing two ponies instead of just one! Cool right? Anyway maybe you could make me ride Big Mac… or maybe make me eat out Rainbow Dash, I probably liked her more than anyone else.”

Applejack growled jealously at that last revelation, but nodded, “You’d probably like all that too.”

“Well, you just gotta make it so that it doesn’t feel good anymore!” Pinkie explained helpfully, “I bet getting fucked with a knife would hurt, and it would make everything you fucked me with after hurt too! I mean the filly scout I raped with a knife really squealed!... Oh! And you could put something in there that would make it hurt more, like salt or hot sauce or… hmm… pop rocks! I think I have some!”

Pinkie reached into her mane, fished around, and tossed a box of pop rocks candy back to Applejack, which she barely caught.

“Uh thanks,” said Applejack, “Well ah don’t have proper knives, but there's a lot of sharp bits of rubble about, and ah think ah also have some salt in the shed nearby here.”

“Sounds like a plan!” Pinkie nodded.

“Okay well, just come with me to get the salt… so ah kin be sure ya ain’t gonna run,” Applejack said.

“Okay!” Pinkie walked along with her on the way to the shed, as calmly as if they were taking a walk through the park, “But really! I know it’s weird, but I’ve always been curious about what it’s like to be really violently murdered. I mean I’ve done it or watched it done to so many ponies, and sometimes you just look at their twisted face and wonder what it’s like to be on their end of things, you know?”

“Well ah’d be lyin’ if ah said ah hadn’t thought about it just a little,” said Applejack, “Maybe ah’ll think about it when ah watch you die screamin’. Well hopefully screamin’ and not gigglin’.”

“I’ll do my best to die screaming!” Pinkie nodded, “But no promises, if I really like getting murdered I might die moaning.”

Applejack was still amazed that Pinkie made no effort to get away. There was probably several times by that point that she could have hoofed Applejack in the head a few times while she was confused and made a run for it. Did she really want to ‘experience’ getting murdered? Applejack wasn’t sure how to feel about that, but it was pretty arousing, if in a different way than her other friends had been.

Once back in the barn, Applejack put down the salt and pop rocks and looked around for a suitable piece of rubble. She found a jagged bit of iron pole, but Pinkie Pie shook her head and pointed Applejack to another one that was similar but also had slivers of metal jutting off at odd angles all over it.

“That one will probably hurt more, it’s all splintery!” Pinkie explained helpfully.

Once again Pinkie turned herself around, waggling her plot inches from Applejack’s face.

“Goddamnit ya nasty fuckin’ cock slut,” Applejack grunted, ”Stop bein’ an impatient little whore, ah haven’t even told ya how ta sit yet.”

“Oh sorry!” Pinkie smiled as she turned around, “I guess you want me in a position where it’d be harder to dart away, huh, though I promise I won’t dart!”

“Well not just that,” Applejack said, “Sorta wanna see yer face when ah’m bloodyin’ that overused cock milker of yours.”

“Sure!” Pinkie said agreeably, sitting down and then plopping back onto her back, using Rarity’s charred corpse as a pillow so that her head would be propped up and easy for Applejack to see her face. “Keep calling me names too! Or anything else you just don’t like about me; you should always be open with ponies when you’re killing them.”

Applejack grunted again and approached Pinkie with the jagged bit of rubble. Pinkie did visibly tense up when Applejack lowered it to her cunt, her hind legs sort of swaying in and out as if she was fighting between the urge to close her legs and protect her soon-to-be-brutalized cunt, or wanting to keep them open for Applejack’s murdering convenience. Not only that, but even though Pinkie was smiling down at Applejack, she was also gritting her teeth together so hard that Applejack could practically hear them creak, her eyes visibly straining not to shut tight. She clearly wasn’t totally looking forward to having her favorite body part scraped out, and it was a relief to Applejack to know that Pinkie was capable of fearing intense pain.

“Well ah definitely look forward to bein’ responsible fer yer death Pinkie,” Applejack panted, “Ah was thinkin’ that Rarity probably deserved it most, but a cum-suckin’ fuck meat like you probably deserves this even more.”

“Yep! I’m a worthless stupid little cunt that deserves to die in agony!” Pinkie agreed, though her words were a bit stilted from how much she was tensed up.

Applejack licked her lips, tracing the edge along her pink friend’s pussy up and down a few times, then winked at Pinkie playfully before suddenly shoving it inward. A mare like Pinkie wasn’t exactly hard to get into, and Applejack didn’t stop the thrust until it pushed right through Pinkie’s cervix and into her presently occupied womb. Even if Pinkie hadn’t been showing her pregnancy through her pudge yet, there was plenty of fluid in her womb keeping the doomed little fetus alive, which poured out of her pussy as her cervix was pierced and torn with several hard thrusts.

Pinkie obviously felt it too, her whole body jerking several times, arching her back and clenching her teeth so hard that blood trailed down one corner of her muzzle. For a second she almost lost control and started to shut her legs and even put her front hooves on Applejack’s head as if to push her away, but she took a deep breath before opening her hind legs even wider and tugging Applejack closer instead, nodding as if to tell her to keep going.

“Celestia damn it Pinkie ya whore,” Applejack growled, “Yer so loose… fuckin’ you must be like throwin’ a hot dog down a hallway. Come on, clench yer fuck hole!”

Applejack didn’t totally expect Pinkie to comply, but she did anyway. Applejack felt the friction suddenly increase, having to put more effort in as she yanked the jagged rubble out and pushed back in again. What Pinkie lacked in natural tightness she definitely made up with muscle control, suddenly clenching down to near virgin-tightness.

Applejack began thrusting in and out, taking long deep strokes, leaving metal splinters in Pinkie’s walls on both the in and out thrust, then grinding against them, more and more pain surging up through Pinkie’s body each time the makeshift dildo was hammered into her. To her delight, Pinkie actually choked on a sob, tears rolling down her face, yet the insane pink freak still kept her legs wide and her pussy clenching and rippling over the pain stick as if it were her favorite throbbing cock.

“Does it hurt Pinkie?” Applejack groaned as she watched a mixture of blood and cunt sap froth from Pinkie’s pussy with each stroke, leaning down to lap at the gooey mess and smacking her lips, “Ah bet ya ain’t ever hurt this much. Let me see ya look down at it; ah want you to watch yer favorite fuck hole turned into a gory mess.”

“Y-yes,” stammered Pinkie, looking down just as Applejack instructed, eyes locked onto the razor shard Applejack was fucking her with, bits of cunt meat coming loose and hanging on the jagged edges, the inside of Pinkie’s cunt shredded into a bleeding mess, “I’ve never felt pain like this… ruin my cunt… but a dirty raving slut like me deserves more…” Pinkie weakly motioned towards the salt and pop rocks still nearby.

Applejack grinned, having almost forgotten that in her fun, and pulled the shard free for a moment. She dipped the dildo into the bag of salt, giving it a grainy covering atop the layer of goo all over it. She then pried Pinkie’s cunt lips open, Pinkie obediently loosening up again to allow her to do so, and poured salt directly inside until it piled atop the bleeding hole. Pinkie’s body shook as the new intense, stinging pain shot up through her.

“Yeah feel that agony, ya annoyin’ bitch,” Applejack drooled, pushing the shard back inside Pinkie’s pussy, giving several solid thrusts to pack the salt as deeply as she could into Pinkie’s fun hole, the stinging salt making a layer over her shredded insides all the way from cunt to womb. “Gonna make you die tha tormented death you deserve.”

“Y-yeah… don’t just kill me…” moaned Pinkie, “Make me suffer… savor every moment… “ She paused to groan again, clenching her eyes shut just for a second before prying them back open to look at her cunt getting fucked to a pulp again. “T-the p-pop rocks now!” Pinkie made herself say it, every fiber of her body screaming at her to stop helping Applejack.

Applejack chuckled, “Well at least ya know that you and yer ruined cum sucker deserve every second of this.”

Applejack pulled the shard back again, this time prying open her pussy again and pouring the pop rocks inside, the sugary candy immediately reacting to the sopping wet hole by popping and crackling. She gave several thrusts to push them up into Pinkie’s body, the burning increasing, then moved the edge down to Pinkie’s tailhole as well. Pinkie, still watching like a good little snuff-slut, turned her behind up a bit so Applejack could have better access and so she could get a good view of it herself.

Pinkie actually started to roll her hips slightly into the motion when Applejack rammed the shard into her ass as well. Pinkie once again kept herself loose for the initial entry, then clamped her anus down hard on the shard to ensure it did as much painful damage as it could. Applejack was soon ramming it into this hole as well, the shard going deep enough that it surely pierced through her intestines and into her gut, but still Pinkie encouraged Applejack. Pinkie Pie gripped Applejack about the shoulders encouragingly with her hind legs, the same way she might have done if Applejack were eating her out.

Even Pinkie was outright sobbing at this point, but never lost that big smile on her face, “H-as my cunt pushed out the fetus yet?” She asked between moans.

“Don’t think so,” Applejack looked around as if to see if it had spit out a fetus when she wasn’t looking, “Ah guess we should encourage it a bit.”

Continuing to ram her ass full, Applejack used a free hoof to punch Pinkie in the gut as hard as she could several times, each time waiting for Pinkie to be in mid groan so she could hear the wind punched out of her. Her body convulsed and arched again as her pussy spasmed hard, finally expelling the little bit of undeveloped foal from Pinkie’s gory cunt like a little canon and bouncing off of Applejack.

“Yeah.. oof,” Pinkie encouraged between punches, “Empty out… that foal factory… kill that… little fucker… then let’s eat it!”

Well Pinkie was being so cooperative that Applejack figured she’d give her that one wish. Applejack left the shard half way inside Pinkie’s asshole and picked the tiny fetus up in her muzzle, the blob of flesh barely discernible as a tiny pony thing at that point. It had tiny little stubs on its back as if it would have developed into a Pegasus.

“Wonder who the father was…” Applejack pondered, talking with her mouth full of fetus.

“Aw it’s a little pega?” Pinkie half-moaned, “Well either Open Skies, Thunderlane, Bulk Biceps, Soarin, or um… Rainbow Blaze. Those were the first pegasai to fuck me after my last abortion.”

“Fuck Pinkie, have you no shame?” Applejack shook her head, but then shrugged.

Applejack pushed Pinkie’s fetus to Pinkie’s muzzle, letting her slurp half of it into her muzzle. The two then bit down, their teeth sinking through the soft forming flesh of the developing pony. Pinkie’s teeth clenched hard to crack its soft little skull, crushing its head until it popped open and the contents squirted out into Pinkie’s mouth. Applejack lapped at the little ones hindquarters where either its pussy or cock would have one day been, and gnawed its hind in to pulp before they pulled back apart, each savoring and swallowing their half of the fetus.

So riled up at this point, Applejack sat up higher and pushed her drooling cunt against Pinkie’s face. Not only did Pinkie immediately begin eating out her killer enthusiastically, the pink nut also curled her rump up so that she could reach down and take the shard into her own fore hooves, fucking herself hard with the shard now that Applejack was busy getting off on her face.

Applejack definitely had to admit that the slut was talented with her disturbingly long tongue. Applejack didn’t last more than a minute, gripping Pinkie’s head and cumming hard against her face. Pinkie eagerly slurped up the juice as it splattered from Applejack’s cunt

“L-like it?” Pinkie groaned.

“Yeah,” Applejack chuckled, “Though ah do still prefer foals old enough to understand what death is, ya know so they can be properly terrified.”

“You gonna kill Sweetie and Scootaloo after you off Fluttershy?” Pinkie asked, sounding oddly hopeful.

“Well ah hadn’t planned on it,” Applejack mused as she went back to fucking Pinkie with the shard, ramming it several times in one hole and then the other, “Though ah would like ta kill em come to think of it.”

“You gotta go for the matched set!” encouraged Pinkie, rolling her hips back against the pain stick and moaning every few jabs, “Anyway you’re sorta being careless in how you kill ponies, so you’ll probably get caught pretty fast. It’s kinda too late to start being careful now, so you should kill anypony else you’d like to right away, like go on a killing spree if you have to. Another killing spree I mean.”

“Well at this point,” Applejack smirked, “Ah can’t think of anypony ah wouldn’t love to add to the corpse pile.”

“So just go into town and kill anypony you can corner,” said Pinkie, “Or just go house-to-house from one end of town to the other! Have some fun before they catch you!”

“Not an all bad idea,” Applejack admitted, pulling out the shard one more time, “Anyway, ah think it’s time fer you to die. Ah wanna kill Fluttershy too before it gets too late. Gotta find Spike too.”

“Promise you’ll fuck my corpse?” Pinkie panted.

“Oh fuck yeah ah’m gonna fuck yer corpse,” Applejack chuckled.

“And you’ll make Fluttershy and Spike really suffer when you kill them? Then fuck their corpses?” Pinkie asked.

“Promise,” Applejack nodded.

“And the other Crusaders?” Pinkie asked hopefully, “Then maybe other ponies?”

“Well ah don’t know, ah mean if ah can I’ll…”

“Pinkie promise!”

“Fine,” Applejack chuckled, going through the motions for the Pinkie promise, “I’ll make sure Fluttershy, Spike, Sweetie Belle, and Scootaloo all die horrible deaths, then ah’ll see how high ah kin make the corpse pile before ah get caught… ya know encouragin’ me like this really makes you share the guilt of everyone ah murder that ah might not have otherwise.”

“I guess it does,” Pinkie sort of giggle-sobbed at the same time, “That’s pretty hot.”

“Yeah it is,” Applejack grinned, “Ready to get stabbed to death, ya little cum sucker?”

“Fuck yeah,” Pinkie groaned, “Shut my annoying whore mouth up for the last time! Then celebrate by grinding that tasty cunt on my murdered body!”

“With any luck ah’ll be grinding mah cunt against plenty of murdered bodies,” Applejack licked her lips.

Applejack rammed the shard square into Pinkie’s gut, digging into her flesh and causing Pinkie to squeak. She drew back and stabbed again and again, puncturing more and more holes into her friend’s body. The blood washed out over her, splattering all over Applejack’s face, her chest, her pussy, Applejack pausing from time to time to rub the blood into her fur.

Her pussy felt like it was churning in orgasmic bliss as she murdered another friend. She was so close to killing them all! Just Fluttershy to go after this and then all the friends that trusted and relied upon her the most would be dead at her hooves.

“Fuck yes!” Pinkie squealed as soon as the first stab punctured her tummy, “Stab! Stab! Stab! Fucking gut me from cunt to throat!” She made a gurgling sound as one of her lungs were punctured, but made herself keep talking with the one she had left, even if it made the pain even worse, “I’m a dirty worthless slut that deserves to die like this!” Pinkie didn’t need to piss herself anymore like the others as Applejack punctured her bladder and her urine started to spill from her wound, “Fuck this is hot! Oh fuck shit I feel it Applejack! I’m so close now… I’m gonna be DEAD so soon… just a cold stiff corpse for you to rub your cunt all over!” The wet sound of blade separating flesh from flesh filled the barn, “A-applejack! I’m doing it… I’m being brutally murdered! Fuck you have no idea how amazing this feels!”

Pinkie’s words finally ceased when Applejack punctured both her lungs several more times, then drew the knife up to Pinkie’s throat, slicing across it to gut a gaping whole nearly half way through her neck in her excitement. Pinkie’s warm life blood sprayed out against Applejack’s face, streaming down her body. Applejack opened her muzzle, guzzling down mouthfuls of blood and feeling the rest slide down her body leaving a gleaming crimson coating all the way from her face to her pussy and down to her hind hooves.

Applejack ground her pussy against Pinkie’s, going off once again, and also feeling Pinkie’s cunt spasm as the crazy pink pony creamed herself even harder as she entered her death throes and her body started to convulse. Her eyes rolled back in her head as she accepted death with open hooves. Her last expression wasn’t one of pain or fear; it was a big grin and a look of absolute bliss. The dirty slut’s pussy kept spasming even after she was dead, erupting blood and cunt juice for nearly a minute after the rest of her body grew still.

Applejack moved to let Pinkie’s final orgasm wash over her face, giving her pussy one last lick as her pink friend and victim left the world of the living. She moved her body again then, rubbing her whole body against Pinkie’s freshly minted corpse, kissing her deeply before finally panting and pulling back.

“Thank you fer givin’ me this experience, Pinkie,” Applejack whispered, not that Pinkie could hear her anymore. “Fer lettin’ me be the one to give you all you deserved.”

The sickly romantic moment between killer and victim went on for about another ten minutes, Applejack even managing to squeeze out another orgasm over Pinkie's dead pussy, but was then broken suddenly by a shriek from the door. Yep. It was Fluttershy all right.

“Wow,” panted Applejack, looking over at Fluttershy, still actively grinding on Pinkie's corpse, “This really was fate!”