Touch of the Sun

Pain and bright lights in a small, windowless, room. This is my world, for how long I can’t say, maybe weeks or maybe months, probably years. It’s been so long since I’ve seen the sun, or a friendly face I can’t even remember what they're like. Every day I am used, like nothing but a piece of meat. They come in and force themselves on me; they beat me and hurt me. They insult me, treat me like trash, and leave when they’re done. This endless nightmare has gone on for so long that they’ve had to force feed me because I refused to eat. If ever there was Tartarus in Equestria, it was here, but that all changed one fateful day.

The day started as it always does, I wake up in pain, my mare parts ache and my body is stiff. I knew it wouldn’t be long before another stallion came in to fuck me mindless. Like clockwork the door opened and revealed a stallion. I couldn’t see them, not that it mattered of course. Soon he was upon me, mounting and penetrating me with a quick thrust. The thrusting continued until suddenly it stopped and the weight left my back. He didn’t even cum, which should have tipped me off that something was up. Next thing I know a mare is shouting something about a live one, before I felt a wing on my back and a leg helping me up from the ground. This pony helping me leads me out of the building and into the sunlight.

This pony, this mare that is helping me has a coat as white as the light’s in my room and a golden mane that shines like the sun does. She speaks gently to me, telling me that everything will be alright, that I’m safe now. It was then that I noticed the hundreds of ponies in golden armor surrounding the building, some keeping observers out, others holding groups of stallions captive, and even more helping other mares who looked beaten and abused, just like me. That was the last thing I saw before my vision was overcome with darkness.

When I came to I was no longer outside of the building but in a very nice room. The room was round and had four large windows that arched up across the ceiling converging in the center. The center of the windows was a beautiful stained glass mural of the sun that glowed beautifully in the midday light. The parts of walls and ceiling that weren’t glass were beautiful white marble decorated with intricate carvings. Groaning I sat up and stretched, looking about the room I noticed that it was rather high up and looked over a vast forest. The forest seemed more dense than any I had ever seen before.

Getting up from the bed I noticed that it was rather large, like it could fit a dozen or more ponies. I had a bit of difficulty walking, but after a few minutes I was able to move around normally. As I wandered the room a large mirror caught me eyes, it was framed by an ornate wood carving that seemed to be covered in all kinds of arcane glyphs. Walking up to it I noticed that my reflection looked different, instead of my normal ice blue coat and ashen mane my coat and mane were deep purple while my eyes were white. Truth be told it was really creepy, but I shook it off and headed over to one of the windows.

From the windows I could some of the other parts of the house. There was a greenhouse off to one side, and to the other was a beautiful garden. Looking down I noticed that there was a small N carved into the marble floor, turning I saw that there were other letters carved in front of each of the windows, telling me the direction I was looking in. Moving around the room I saw that there was a pool to the west side and a beautiful gate to the south. Looking east I saw a large outdoor dining and a few ponies sitting at the tables.

Looking back to the north I couldn’t help but to admire the garden, which seemed to have a hedge maze in the center of it. This place looked like paradise compared to the Tartarus that I had been rescued from, even the mare that was being rutted by a stallion in the center of the hedge maze seemed to be happy. It was then that it hit me that there actually was a mare getting fucked in the middle of the maze. The other odd thing was that there was another pony tending to the hedge only a couple of rows from the center and they seemed like they weren’t even bothered by the noise of the pair of ponies nearby.

I shook my head and turned away only to notice that the reflection in the mirror had changed. Instead of the strange image it held before it now just showed me as I normally look, it even showed my red irises. My red eyes always earned me extra attention in that Tartarus pit, but now that I was free I hoped that it wouldn’t be such a problem. It was then that I heard a door open and hooves trot up the stairs that were in the south west corner, the trotting was accompanied by the soft sound of a magic aura. From the stairs emerged the mare from before, the one who personally helped me out of the building. Turning to face her I noticed that she had wings but no horn and yet she was using magic. She smiled at me and with a flick of her wing the tray she had with her floated over to a table that sat in front of the westward window.

“I’m sure that you have some questions,” she started, “but first you should eat something. You have been out for a whole day, so you’ll probably be a bit hungry.”

I tried to speak but found my voice strangely absent, even though I couldn’t speak I walked over to the table and sat down. Using my magic I lifted the glass of water she brought up with the food and drank it down rather quickly, leaving the glass back on the tray. “I guess you were thirsty,” the mare said with a giggle before making a quick gesture with her wing which summoned a pitcher full of water, “I thought you might be, so I came prepared.”

After another two glasses my throat felt better, this time it when I tried to talk I was able to make sounds but something was still off. It was then that the mare quickly moved over and tapped my throat with her wing. “−you doing? Oh, thank you. It’s nice to be able to talk again.”

“Sure thing, though I should have noticed the spell that was used on your throat sooner, but that is neither here nor there. My name is Gentle Light but you can call me Gentle, and it’s nice to meet you.” The ma− Gentle said a soft smile dancing across her lips.

“It’s nice to meet you Gentle, I’m Crystal Clarity, and I'm really grateful that you saved me from that Tartarus pit.” I say with a heartfelt smile, looking into her ice blue eyes.

“I’m glad I could help. Heck, you were lucky to be alive. When we started the raid on that compound most of the mares on your level were killed before the ponies who ran the place escaped. It appears the intercom in your room wasn’t working and no one knew. Before you start worrying the guard are actively hunting for the ponies responsible for this slave ring.” Gentle told me with a sad look on her face. “Since I found you I took on full responsibility for making sure that you recovered and were doing better.”

“Well I thank your for helping me, and taking me into your home.” I say before taking a bite of the delicious vegetable chutney sandwich that she brought me.

“You’re more than welcome. Of course you will have a choice to make once you have fully recovered, that choice being either staying here at the Sunshine Manor or heading back out into the rest of the world. Though living here you will see some interesting quirks about this place that would surprise most ponies.” She said with a sheepish smile.

Swallowing the last bite of my sandwich “You mean like that mare that was getting plowed in the middle of the hedge maze while another pony was trimming it a few rows over?”

“Shoot! I was hoping to ease you into the way things work around here. I’ll have to give Estar and Steel a stern talking too.”

“Oh, no you don’t have to do that. It was a bit surprising, but it was nice to see two ponies finding pleasure together rather than one taking it from the other.” I said, shaking my head a bit, “The only thing that was confusing about it was why the gardener seemed not to notice or care.”

Gentle Light looked at me with a strange smile, “That might take some explaining.”