It was an ordinary day. Rarity was playing with her dolls upstairs. She named them each. Sandy, Shelly, Curls. Rarity was imagining that Sandy and Curls were going to the mall to get medicine for Shelly, who was sick. "Man, I feel bad for Shelly!" Rarity said, using a voice for Sandy. "I know, it's terrible! She's been sick for 3 days!" Curls said. "We should also get her-"... "Rarity! Come down here for a second..." Said Rarity's dad. Rarity seemed a bit off by this. Had she done something bad? Rarity went downstairs, and greeted her dad.
"Hi dadd-" Rarity was interrupted by her dad, "Yeah... That's gr-great sw...Sweety... Um... Listen. Daddy... Need-Needs you to k-keep his cider a secret, okay?" Rarity had no idea what cider was, and Rarity couldn't understand why her dad was confusing his words. "Are you okay, daddy?" Rarity's dad looked down at her with a look of confusion and disgust. "How rude, child!" "I'll PUNISH you for that!" With that said, Rarity filled with fear. Rarity turned to run, but was pushed down. "No!" Rarity tried to reason with her dad. "Hush up! I'm about to teach you res-respect..." He grabbed the almost crying filly beneath him, and threw her upwards. "Ah! Nyaaa!" Rarity cried. She hit the ground with a loud THUD. Rarity was full out crying now. Her dad used to be nice. What's wrong with him? "I...I'm sowwy daddy!" Rarity cried and cooed at the same. "Hush up, little crap." He then slapped the little, squirming filly across the face with a WHACK! Rarity managed to squirm away from her psyco dad, and began to run. "Wh-Where you g-going?" He stood up and tripped her. She fell chin first. "You're gonna l-learn to treat me with re-resp-respect." He spat all over Rarity's face. He overpowered the young and innocent child under him. He smiled with an evil glare. "You're gonna learn... How BIG life problems c-can get. Rarity shrieked. He pulled her closer to him. "Are... Y-You ready for me?" He positioned himself correctly, and penetrated his little filly and began ramming her pussy furiously. He was raping his little Rarity hard, and didn't care. Rarity was screaming, because it was her dad, and in pain from his size. "Wah! Nooo!" Rarity cried out "Daddy stop it! It huwts!" "Shut up, my little sex doll!" He yelled at her. "Wah! Nyaaaaa! Owwwww-ey!" He wasn't stopping until he filled his daughter. He began sweating, grunting, and moving faster. "You like bein' raped by your daddy, don't you sweetheart?" "No! Daddy stop iiiit! It weally huwts!" "Don't worry baby... Almost... Done!" He yelled a moan of pleasure. He exited Rarity, threw her onto the floor, breaking a tooth, and left her a crumpled mess on the floor.
"Worthless retch." Rarity's dad said, when he found her on the floor the next day. "Now, be good, and get daddy a cider." She got up, and whimpered to the kitchen. She opened the fridge, and her heart sank. No cider, which always made daddy VERY angry. She had to face her dad. "Daddy... We... We're out of cider." Her dad looked at her with an angry look. "What was that?" "We're... Out of cider... I'm... I'm sorry..." Her dad got up, stormed into the kitchen, and opened the fridge. "WHAT?! WHERE'S MY CIDER?! RARITY!!!" Rarity walked in, almost crying. "You know what happens when daddy is upset? When his cider is gone?" Rarity nodded. He grabbed her mane, pulled upward, and bounced her for several seconds, causing pain in her head from the hair of her mane being ripped. After 15 seconds, he threw her to the floor. "Get in." He motioned to the fridge door. Rarity shook her head, even though she knew she shouldn't. "What? I said... Get. In." Rarity backed up a bit. "GET IN, BEFORE I MAKE YOU GET IN!" He stepped toward her. "Now." He said, angry over the fact his cider was gone. Rarity realised, if she didn't, she could be killed over it. She walked past her dad, and he slapped the back of her head hard, causing some tears to fall. "Whore." He mumbled. She got into the open fridge, which was colder than she remembered. Her dad slammed the door, and pushed the fridge down on its face. "Stay there, worthless whelp." Rarity's nose had broken from the force of the door, causing tears to begin falling. She, while scared, knew this was her time to cry, to let her torment out.
The next day, Rarity was starving and in agony. She woke up, cold and scared. Tear stains marked her face from the cold. She heard steps outside the fridge. "Oh yeah... The dumbass is in there." She felt the fridge move, and she saw the door open. She fell out, catching herself. "Get up. I'm bored, sweetey." Her dad said, grinning with evil. "Pwease no... Daddy, I'm tiwed... And I hurt." "Do you think daddy cares, baby? 'Cause he doesn't. Now, turn over." Rarity submitted. He stood overtop of her, and began to do what he did to her last night. Rarity was in pain, she felt like her dad would never love anything ever again. Her dad finished, and he got up. "Make me food, would you? Well, you don't have a choice. Do it. Slut." Rarity got up crying. Any dignity and pride she had was sucked out of her. She wanted him to kill her. She thought of this, and smiled. She actually smiled. She was happy at the thought of death. She decided, she would hit him. Hitting him, would enrage him completely, which might make him kill her.
"Here... Daddy..." She handed the sandwich to her dad. He reached for it, but it was taken away from him. "Honey? Give daddy that sandwich, or you're in BIG trouble for a second time today." Rarity backed up, and bit into it. Her dad gasped, and grew angry. "Fuckin' BITCH! WHAT DID I TELL YOU ABO-" She ran foward, and kicked his leg. "How DARE you. You ungrateful little BITCH!" He raised his front hooves, and slammed Rarity down. Her head slammed onto the floor with a loud bang. Rarity's head was under her dad, and near his back legs. "You know what it's time for, right Rarity?" Rarity gasped. "Yeah. Ready, baby?" "Nya! Noooo!" She tried to reason with her dad. It was no use. He slid her backward onto his erection, mouth first. He moaned in pleasure. Rarity was disgusted, and hurt. She bit down hard, causing her dad to scream and pull her away. "YOU... rrgh... BITCH!" He raised up higher this time, and slammed his hooves on her, causing her to cough when she hit the floor. "Ow-ey! Daddy! You huwt meeee!" "I don't care! I wish you were dead!" Rarity remembered why she did what she did. To get herself killed. He picked his plaything up with his hooves, and used his magic to raise her up to the ceiling above him. "I'll catch you!" He dropped the little filly, and she fell screaming. "Nyaaaaaa!!!" Her dad raised a hoof, and caught her in the gut as she fell, causing coughs and weezes from the crumpled horse. She fell onto the floor with a thud. She was crying and coughing, wishing for death. "More pain where that came from! Your choice if you want more, or no more!" She stood up, crying her eyes out. She calmed herself down, and kicked him again. "You asked for it, fucker!"
He picked her up by the neck, and threw her out the window. "STAY OUT!" Rarity was crying, and in pain. Her spine might have been broken from the 15 foot fall... It was dark, and cold. She tried to stand, it hurt, but she did it. She limped up to the door and knocked, tears filling her eyes. "Please let me in..." She wined. She heard loud thumping come to the door. She heard a lock click. "Here, Take this!" He hit her in the face with a box. "SO YOU DON'T DIE OF COLD..." He threw a nasty, stained blanket onto her. "What diwd I do..." Rarity cried softly, muffled under the blanket and box. "YOU WERE BORN! YOU SACK OF WORTHLESS CRAP!" With that said, he kicked her down the stairs and threw the things down to her. The box corner hit near her eye.
Rarity was crying in the rain. She hadn't realised time pass from last night. It was daylight. The box was dragged to the door. She knew it was her dad. She heard him mumble to himself. "Gotta get this b... fed... Might kill... r... night." The words were hard to hear under the blanket, even with all the holes in it. Rarity was scared now. She didn't know what he meant, but she heard the word 'Kill'. Rarity was pulled out of the box, and thrown into her chair. "Hungry... woreless foal?" Said her dad. "Y... Yef daddy..." She said, her head down and bruised. "Okay..." Her dad reached into the fridge, and pulled out a raw carrot. He threw it at her, hitting her eye. "Ow-ey!" Cried Rarity. "SHUT UP!" Yelled her dad, hitting her head with hard force. Rarity's head richochet'd off of the table on her high chair. Rarity's eyes were filled with tears. She knew not to cry, but couldn't resist it. "Are-Are those.......... Tears?!" Rarity nodded slowly, filled with hurt. "I THOUGHT YOU WERE HUNGRY!" Yelled her dad. He grabbed her head, grabbed the carrot and shoved it down her mouth. She chewed, and swallowed with pain, as the carrot wasn't cut into pieces anywhere. "Good... Horsey..." He pushed over her chair, and she fell face first, with her mouth open.
Rarity fell mouth open, teeth up into the hardwood floor. Her teeth were sent into her gums. "What's This"? He grabbed the agony-filled filly, and looked at her teeth. Her gums were filled with blood, and she was whimpering. She was almost knocked out. He shrugged off the injury, and threw her at her bed.Rarity hit the metal frame, and her a cracking noise. She felt a searing pain in her arm. It had broken. Rarity was confused, and in pain. Why was she indoo-. Rarity filled with cold blood. She sat still and waited in fear and agony. She heard her dad throwing things, and yelling. She was scared for her life, even though she longed for death. After an hour and 45 minutes, she heard it. She had stayed awake for it. She toward the bedroom.
"Hey... Baby horse." Said dad. Rarity died on the inside. He had a knife in his mouth. "It's okay darling." He walked over, dropped the knife, and stroked his daughters mane. Rarity was scared, she was in pain. "Get away fwom me!" Her dad seemed taken aback by the statement. "H-How dare you, you worthless bitch!" With that, He socked her jaw repeatedly until it broke. He grabbed the knife, and threw it at Rarity. The blade caught her eye. Rarity was crying, screaming, yelling, pleading for some form of mercy. "SHUT UP WORTHLESS PIG!" He began bashing his daughters face in. Her teeth cracked, her skull almost snapped, her eyes shut with purple. He continually struck her until she wouldn't cry. She wasn't dead, but she wished he would end her.
He grabbed the over half-dead filly, threw her into a box, and dragged her to the nearest orphanage. He left the box, blanket and a note. The note read, "Worthless trash, don't help me. Let me die alone like the bitch I am. If you let me live, I will be your biggest hell ever." He knocked on the door, kicked the box over, and ran. The orphanage door opened, with a gasped mare standing there. She picked up the note, and was horrified. She looked at the filly, and almost screamed in horror at the deformed figure. "Oh... My... Celestia!" She took the young in, and took her to the medical room.
Several years later, she had made a full recovery. She was stricken with bad memories from her past. However, she is trying to get over them. She barely remembers, but she doesn't talk about what she DOES remember. From this day on, Rarity was raised with foster parents. She was loved, and began to erase the bad memories from her past.
