Epilogue: Cadance and Zecora***

Howls of pain emanated up the deserted staircase which connected the dungeons to the rest of Canterlot Castle. The screams grew louder as the sounds of severe beatings could be heard echoing off the cold, stone walls. The new torturer of Canterlot Castle was eagerly "breaking in" her prisoners.

Zecora stood there with a cold, steely look in her eyes. She was breathing heavily as she held a long, black instrument known as a sjambok in her mouth.

The sjambok was a type of riding crop from her native land, with considerable reach and devastating impact. Carved out of thick sea serpent hide, Zecora's sjambok also included a woven, leather handle that prevented it from slipping when clutched in one's teeth.

Since it was swung like a rod or a stick as opposed to being cracked like a conventional whip, the weight, speed and flexibility of the sjambok did all the work and little skill was required in order to wield it effectively. In spite of this, Zecora had trained for years; honing her skills until she had become an expert on using her sjambok to inflict pain.

Zecora was dressed in a sexy dominatrix outfit. She wore a leather collar that bore the official Canterlot Castle crest, signifying her as the official torturer.

In addition, she also wore tall, rubber boots over each of her hooves, which were connected to a leather corset by metal rings and leather straps. The boots had small spiked studs going around her hooves.

A thick, black, double-ended strap-on dildo had been inserted between her haunches. It was "L" shaped, meaning that the short end was inserted inside her, while twelve inches of hard rubber dangled between her legs. The intimidating fake cock bobbed up and down as Zecora's pussy tightly gripped the smaller shaft shoved inside her. She walked beside her prisoners and inspected their sore asses as they whimpered pitiably.

Fido, Rover and Spot were tied up beside each other. The three diamond dogs had been apprehended for their numerous crimes, including rape. Now their fate was in the merciless hooves of Zecora.

The dogs were spread eagle, with their backs to their tormentor. Their arms and legs were tied to large wagon wheels placed in front of them. Rover was on the left, with Fido in the middle and Spot on the right. The wheels were angled like a semicircle, instead of being in a straight line.

Their wrists and ankles were tied with ropes to their respective wheels. They were forced to stand while their hands lay limply atop the wooden, circular frame. Since the dogs were of differing sizes, their wheels matched their respective heights.

The wood was fastened to metal clamps on the ground, which prevented the prisoners from moving. Each dog had a metal clasp around the base of their tails. The clasps were each tied to a wire which connected the other end to their collars. It was so taut that if they tried to lower their tails, the wire would tug at their collar and choke them. In order to breath, they needed to keep their tails hiked up, fully exposing their asses to their torturer.

Zecora mercilessly beat each of the diamond dogs in turn with her sjambok. The dogs would howl whenever the black rod connected with their rears and those who weren't currently being beat whimpered pitiably as they anticipated their turn.

Zecora knew it was best to space out the punishments she inflicted. Otherwise, the sting of the previous beating would dull her victim to the pain of a fresh torture. As Zecora prepared to deliver another blow, she could feel the heat coming off her prisoners' reddened ass cheeks.

"Gracious, I can't take this anymore," Spot, the littlest diamond dog, said, "Stop whipping, zigger!" Zecora was taken aback by the audacity of her prisoner's outburst. Narrowing her eyes, she stared at Spot. He craned his neck behind him and flinched when he saw the malice in her eyes.

"I don't want to hear that slur

leave your mouth again, you cur.

Call me Mistress Zecora. That's not asking too much.

I own all your asses and will be treated as such." Zecora said sternly. She then inflicted one last hard beating to Spot's behind, causing the dog to yelp in pain.

Zecora then returned to Rover in order to resume striking his butt with the sjambok. The lead diamond dog struggled against his restraints, but the ropes held as firm as the sjambok which was currently striking him.

"Enough!" Rover said, his eyes tearing, "Your beating it... it hurts!" The other two dogs nodded their heads in agreement. Zecora's face became unnervingly calm and traces of a smile could be seen forming at the corners of her mouth.

"You whine about your savage beating?

My ears are deaf to your entreating.

Since you all still feel the need to complain

I'm going to show you the meaning of pain." Zecora said.

Zecora intensified the speed of her torture, shaking her head violently as her sjambok repeatedly stuck Rover's already sore ass. The once proud diamond dog had been reduced to a blubbering mess. Not stopping to rest, Zecora moved over to the other dogs and gave each of them the worst beating either of them had ever received. After a while, she began to grow tired and paused for a moment to remark on her work.

"As a punishment this sjambok works just fine,

When I'm done, your butts will have more stripes than mine!" Zecora said, before continuing her assault

"Make it stop!" Spot said, crying. Fido was blubbering too much to speak.

"Stop beating!" Rover said, desperate to spare his derriere, "We'll do anything, zigger!"

Zecora snorted and furrowed her eyebrows.

""Oh," Rover said, realizing his error, "We'll do anything, Mistress Zecora. Heh heh heh."

"You will do anything, you say?

Then I've a new game we can play." Zecora said, smiling.

Walking over to her chest, Zecora pulled out three ball gags and placed them over the diamond dogs mouths. The leather straps protruding from the sides of the gag connected to a metal ring that has additional straps which wrapped around the mouths of the dogs like a muzzle. Another strap on the gag went over the bridge of the dogs' noses and between their eyes. The top strap converged with the two side straps at the back of the dogs' heads, which were all fastened tight with buckles.

Her new job as official torturer of Canterlot Castle meant that Zecora could put her extensive dildo collection to 'good' use. Taking three phallic symbols from her chest, Zecora set them on the ground in front of her. The dildos were each ten inches long, and quite thick.

"These cocks are carved from ginger roots,

which burns when shoved between your glutes." Zecora said.

Zecora produced a small vial of green potion and poured it over the three ginger dildos. After doing that, the whittled shafts began to writhe and vibrate against the dungeon floor. Her potion had given the roots some unnatural locomotion. While this effect would only last for a few hours, it would seem much longer to the diamond dogs once the toys were inserted.

Approaching Rover's tail, Zecora held the fat end of the enchanted dildo in her mouth. The green potion had somewhat lubed up the ginger root, but it was still pretty dry, overall.

Rover's eyes went wide as he felt the tip press against his asshole. The alpha male tried to protest his impending sodomy, but due to the ball gag in his mouth, all he was able to do was moan. Rover gave a muffled scream as the knotted knob penetrated his sphincter. He clenched his fists as the wriggling vibrator churned within his bowels. The ginger burned his ass as Rover screamed repeatedly into his gag.

"Why do you make such awful moans?

I thought all dogs loved buried bones." Zecora taunted as she pressed her hoof against one end of the vibrator to drive it in further. Spearing his shit hole with such a searing shaft caused Rover's ass to bleed a little. Tightening his anal muscles around the ginger root only intensified the burning sensation.

Once a good nine inches had been inserted into Rover's ass, Zecora moved on to Fido and Spot and gave each of them a similar treatment.

When she was finished, Zecora stepped back to admire her work. The three diamond dogs stood before her, blubbering, beaten and sodomized. The white-hot pain of their gyrating dildos had begun to blur their vision from the sheer agony of it all. The vibrations from the enchanted ginger root had begun to affect their prostates. The surprisingly mailable shafts continued to churn and squirm within them, much to their discomfort.

Eventually though, the three diamond dogs felt themselves begin to grow erect, in spite of the constant burning pain. Their hard, red shafts slowly poked out of their doggy sheaths. Being restrained as they were, their cocks had no where to go except through the hub of the wagon wheel.

The dogs' members continued to swell until they were erect. They stood there panting with gyrating ginger roots up their asses and their red dicks poking through the metal hub. As their members began to swell, the hub began to tighten around them like a cock ring. When the three prisoners were fully erect, their cocks protruded out of the other end of the hub. The metal pinched at their members, making ejaculation impossible; not that Zecora had any intention of allowing them to achieve release.

Zecora stared at the three throbbing doggie dicks poking out of the hubs in the wagon wheels. The diamond dogs tried rocking their hips in a vain attempt to cum, but the hub was too tight against their shafts for them to move. They desperately wanted a pleasant distraction from the rectal wreckage happening inside them. Zecora smiled at her three captives' blood-engorged shafts with sadistic glee.

Walking over to her bag, Zecora pulled out a sledgehammer before returning to face her victims. The diamond dogs eyes went wide as they watched the zebra drag the heavy hammer across the ground towards them. They struggled and moaned in fear.

As much as they desperately wanted to hide their cocks from their psychotic mistress, the anal vibrator coupled with the hub cock ring made that impossible. The enchanted dildo was simply too stimulating for any of them to get soft. Zecora turned her head to one side and lifted the hammer over Rover's regrettably erect cock. The diamond dog's face went pale and he let out a long muffled scream through his gag. Unable to watch, Rover shut his eyes. His imagination didn't help, as he pictured fountains of blood spraying from his mutilated member onto the psychotic zebra.

Spinning around in a circle to build up momentum, Zecora released the sledgehammer like an Olympian and sent it flying across the room where it hit a large gong. The sound echoed throughout the dungeon.

When it became apparent that the sledgehammer wasn't going to be used on his cock, some of the drained color returned to Rover's face. He exhaled deeply through his nose, breathing a sigh of relief.

Zecora stared at the door to the dungeon expectantly. When her assistant failed to appear in a timely manner, she began to grow impatient.

"Now where's that shrimp?

Send in the gimp!" Zecora shouted.

Responding to his master's cries, the door slowly opened and a young figure entered the dungeon. The former delivery colt, Atlas, had been given a new position as Zecora's assistant. His new uniform was a drastic departure from the bellhop outfit he wore at his last job.

Atlas wore a full rubber gimp suit, with holes for his eyes, nose and horn. There were rubber slips on either side of the mask which covered his ears. In addition, there was a zippered hole for his mouth, which was currently zipped shut. The mouth hole could be opened at anytime, if Zecora wanted it. The zipper lightly tapped against the colt's rubber mask as he walked.

Atlas's gimp suit was covered in large metal rings. Five rings ran down each of the four legs of his suit and made clinking sounds as he walked. Three metal rings were placed on the front of the neck of his suit. Starting with the back of his neck, a large zipper ran down the back of the suit and stopped at the metal clasp where his orange tail poked through. The zipper in the back was what allowed him to put on the suit in the first place.

The colt's erect member was trapped behind a leather jockstrap, which fastened onto his suit and was decorated with metal studs. The zipper on the front of the jockstrap was only allowed to be opened with Zecora's permission. Only then would Atlas be allowed to relieve his throbbing stallionhood. Zecora smiled as her assistant approached, bringing with him their newest prisoner.

Atlas wheeled in Cadance, who was tied with ropes to a wooden table. After a lengthy "time out" session, the once-powerful princess was now going to pay for her atrocities. She looked up sadly and saw her partners in crime, the diamond dogs, who stared back at her.

Zecora directed her assistant to set Cadance in front of the other prisoners. Cadance was laying on her stomach with her hooves tied to the legs of the table. Less than a foot away from her face, Fido's massive cock was at her eye level. She could see a thin line of his precum leaking from the tip. Spot's cock was to the left of her face and Rover's was on her right. While humiliating to Cadance, this also served as a torture for the horny dogs. It was agonizing for them to be next to a female and unable to cum on her.

Cadance had all but resigned herself to her fate. There was nothing left for her now. No magic abilities. No power to command. No Orion. Her anal virginity was the only thing she had left to offer. It was the only thing keeping her from a complete mental breakdown.

"Just don't touch my ass," Cadance implored, sadly, "I'm saving it for my special somepony." Zecora looked pitiably at the deluded alicorn. If it wasn't her job to torture Cadance, Zecora might actually have felt sorry for her. Exercising a small modicum of compassion, Zecora resolved that she would spare Cadance's ass.

"Fear not, my dear princess. Your ass I won't abuse

Your pussy is already the tightest of screws." Zecora said, rubbing her studded boot algainst Cadance's dry pussy. The alicorn moaned in discomfort as Zecora put her lips on Cadance's tight hole and began eating her out.

"You have the cutest little slit

Let's see if I can't find your clit." Zecora said, while making obscene slurping sounds. Cadance moaned as the zebra's tongue tickled her pleasure nub and started her juices flowing. Once Cadance's love hole was sufficiently slick, Zecora removed her tongue and tightened the straps attached to her mounted dildo.

Resting her fore-hooves on the table, Zecora prepared to take Cadance. Her pink marehood was hanging over the edge of the table until Zecora slammed inside, pushing her forward. Cadance groaned as the force of Zecoara's thrust pushed the princess ever closer to the diamond dog's cock. Fido was going crazy as he desperately wanted to shove his schlong down her throat. Much to his dismay, Cadance never got close enough to touch his cock.

Cadance's second sexual experience since her deflowering was decidedly less romantic. She had at least been the dominant partner when she lost her virginity. The experience was soured when she discovered her lover wasn't Orion, but his changeling daughter-in-law.

With Zecora, it was completely different. There was no subtle nuance to her lovemaking. Hers was a primal, visceral form of copulation that involved repeatedly pumping pegs into holes. Not very creative or romantic by Cadance's standards.

Zecora rammed her rubber dildo inside the alicorn's pink snatch until it was raw. Cadance screamed in pain as blood leaked from her tearing vaginal walls. Zecora pumped her strap-on deep within Cadance's folds, while simultaneously spanking the alicorn's ass with her studded boots. Zecora had dominated both mares and stallions before, but it had never felt this good.

"Your cunny pot is quite a treat.

I've never seen one so petite!

In all my years of penetrations

this is the greatest of sensations!" Zecora said, breathlessly. She felt her heart beat fast as the pressure was building in both their bodies.

Zecora knew that she would need more sensation in order to achieve release. She looked over at Atlas, who stood mesmerized as he watched the scene play out in front of him. The colt's codpiece was pinching tightly on his swollen member as he watched his mistress screw the princess. It pained him to not participate, but he knew he needed to wait patiently until his mistress allowed him to join. Zecora decided to reward her assistant for his obedience.

"Assistant, if you want to cum

then stick your dick inside my bum." Zecora said, as she continued ramming her rubber strap-on into Cadance.

Not needing to be told twice, Atlas used his magic to unzip his jockstrap. It took some finesse, but the young colt finally managed to free his cock. Atlas felt a stark contrast in temperatures as the heat from his shaft was exposed to the cool, clammy air of the dungeon. The teeth of the zipper also had a tendency to dig into the underside of his shaft, but he was too excited to let a small bit of pain bother him.

Running up to Zecora, Atlas levitated a tube of anal lube from his mistress' box of toys and squirted some onto his cock. When his member had been adequately lubed, he prepared to stick it in Zecora's ass. The three diamond dogs groaned with jealousy as they watched the colt prepare to bugger his mistress. Zecora stopped thrusting long enough for her assistant to find his mark.

Directly above the base of the strap-on was Zecora's asshole. Atlas took a moment to admire its beauty before his youthful impetuous nature got the better of him. Unable to wait any longer, Atlas thrust forward as hard as he could. He buried his bone completely with one firm push. Zecora moaned with delight as her rectal walls spread for her assistant's shaft. Atlas was above average for his size, a fact which Zecora was keen to notice.

"Oh, Celestia! Your cock is so big

Ram my ass harder, my young, horny sprig!" Zecora shouted.

Once the two had successfully formed a train with Cadance, they resumed their gyrations. Atlas and Zecora began by frantically pumping as hard as they could, but eventually they found their rhythm and started making smooth rocking motions in unison.

Atlas plumbed Zecora's depths, which pushed her deeper into Cadance. When she retracted out of the princess, he pulled out of his mistress. They repeated these steps for several minutes.

The diamond dogs whimpered as the watched the erotic display before them. Part of their moaning was caused by the prickly, burning pain of the ginger root shoved up their asses, but their lamentations were also caused by their raging boners. With their limbs bound and their cocks in a tight ring, the dogs had no way to relieve the stockpile of cum in their balls.

Atlas moaned through his gimp mask as Zecora's sphincter roughly massaged his shaft. He closed his eyes and became completely lost to pleasure generated by his own body. As they progressed, their movements became less refined and more frantic. Zecora voiced her feelings as she continued pounding the pink pussy beneath her.

"Your tool is burning my butt; I should've used more lotion!

For you performance today, I'll give you a promotion!" Zecora said as she reached her orgasm. Her jungle joy juice flowed freely down her hind legs and dripped onto the floor. Her entire frame shook from the strength of her full-bodied orgasm. Overcome by the sensation, Zecora slumped forward and rested on Cadance's back, the strap-on still shoved up her pussy. Cadance looked disgruntled as she could feel Zecora's elevated heart rate as it beat against her back.

Atlas was grunting as he pumped Zecora's ass faster and faster. She could tell her assistant was getting close to his climax.

"Blow your hot load inside my rear

You need release. That's crystal clear!" Zecora said.

At the word "crystal" Cadance's eyes went wide as it suddenly dawned on her that she didn't need to subject herself to a life of humiliating degradation. She had an out.

"Crystal," Cadance whispered to herself as an evil smile crossed her lips.

Cadance's sinister mutterings went unnoticed by Zecora and her assistant. They were too busy enjoying the perks of their new jobs.

Atlas couldn't focus on anything else except his own orgasm. The colt pressed himself so tight against Zecora that her butt cheeks scraped across the zipper on his codpiece. Humping her like a wild animal, Atlas groaned as he blew his wad in Zecora's ass. The colt's copious amounts of population paste flooded his mistress' cave; coating her rectal walls in rich, sticky goo.

Atlas kept his spent cock inside her butt as the two rode out their respective orgasms. Atlas lay on Zecora's back, while she remained on top of Cadance. Zecora inhaled deeply as the scent of sweat and sex flooded her nostrils.

Once their afterglows had subsided, Atlas pulled his flaccid cock out and dismounted his mistress. Zecora pulled her rubber strap-on out of Cadance and turned around to face her assistant. Standing on her hind legs, Zecora balanced herself against the table, leaning her back against Cadance's slick butt. Her black strap-on wobbled straight out in front of her as her assistant's cum dribbled out her butt. Atlas stared in awe as a small puddle of his seed dripped onto the ground.

Sensing her assistant was getting distracted, Zecora informed him that it was time to proceed to the next phase of the torture. Atlas ran over to Zecora's toy chest and strapped a metal tray to his head. Once he was sure that it was secure, he levitated four dolls and a jar of pins onto the tray. The diamond dogs watched as the obedient assistant trotted back to Zecora and leaned forward allowing her to use his head as a table. Zecora remained standing on her hind legs as she balanced against Cadance's rump.

The zebra smiled as she lifted a doll which bore a striking resemblance to Rover. It looked exactly like him, right down to the tail, which was made from Rover's actual hair. Zecora had acquired a piece of hair from each of her prisoners in order to fashion these voodoo dolls.

Zecora grabbed a pin from her jar and ran it seductively across her tongue before sticking it into the doll's back. Rover made a muffled scream through his ball gag as he clenched his fists. The diamond dog thrashed about as much as his restraints would allow. The one benefit of the voodoo dolls was the new pain distracted Rover from the burning sensation caused by the ginger root.

"While bondage and whips inflict pain, it's true

Never discount good old-fashioned voodoo!" Zecora said, sticking a pin in the doll's left shoulder. Rover moaned in agony and shook his head violently. He craned his neck to the left in a desperate attempt to stop the sharp pain that had spontaneously materialized in his left shoulder. Fido and Spot watched horrified as their leader shook and screamed through his gag.

Atlas couldn't see what was going on, but he could hear the muffled screams of his mistress' victims. Being used as a table, all he could currently see was zebra crotch and a slick strap-on. He stared intimidated at Zecora's black rubber dildo, which was slick from Cadance's natural lube. Sensing him ogling her aftificial shlong, Zecora spoke directly to her assistant.

"You're quite perverted for one so young

so come clean my dildo with your tongue." Zecora said.

Obeying his mistress' commands, Atlas unzipped his mouth hole and brought his face next to her shimmering strap-on. Taking an experimental lick, Atlas tasted Cadance's pussy juice and immediately found himself becoming hard again. Such were the benefits of youth.

Atlas ran his tongue along Zecora's strap-on, cleaning it thoroughly. To further please his mistress, the colt took the rubber cock inside his mouth and began to deep throat it. Atlas moaned in pleasure as he sucked off all of Cadance's pussy juice. He wanted to show his mistress how grateful he was for the privilege of cleaning her cock.

Even while he was bobbing his head back and forth, Atlas still made a decent table. Zecora had pins in all three of the diamond dogs now. The voodoo dolls slid back and forth on the tray as Atlas continued to suck Zecora's cock. In spite of the jostling motions, the pins never became loose from the dolls because they were in too deep.

Rover, Fido and Spot were all screaming through their gags. Speaking in muffled, unintelligible grunts, they begged Zecora to stop the torture. Between the gyrating ginger roots in their asses to the pins in the backs of their voodoo dolls, the diamond dogs had never experienced a pain this excruciating and all-encompassing before. They howled in agony as their dolls were poked repeatedly by Zecora's pins.

When her strap-on was sufficiently cleaned, Zecora ordered her assistant to stop. Atlas complied and slid the dildo out of his mouth. Zecora left her assistant sitting there and approached the diamond dogs.

Snot and tears were running down their faces and their eyes were puffy and red from crying. They begged Zecora with their expressions to remove the pins and end their suffering. She stared at them contemplatively.

"Do you poor pups long for a means of escape?

Maybe this will teach you it's not nice to rape.

I'm quite pleased that you've had such a painful and horrible end.

It's justice considering what you did to Dazzle, my friend." Zecora said. The diamond dogs' eyes went wide as they recalled the "pretty pony" given to them by Cadance.

"I know you three are not solely at fault.

Cadance herself organized the assault." Zecora said, shifting her attention to the princess.

Cadance lay there smiling at her torturer. She had no remorse for what she did to Dazzle. As far as Cadance was concerned, anypony who would challenge her right to Orion deserved whatever punishment they got.

Obeying his mistress' command, Atlas levitated the alicorn's doll and a jar of pins over to Zecora. Staring at the princess, Zecora placed the first pin in the back of Cadance's doll, right between the base of her wings. Cadance flinched in discomfort as the needles poked into her doll, but she never lost her smile. She knew that the pain she was experiencing now was insignificant when compared to the endless torment she would give to her enemies when she had her revenge.

When Cadance didn't scream or lose her smile, Zecora checked the alicorn's voodoo doll to make sure it was working. The lock of Cadance's mane was there, but she didn't cry out in pain.

With her cold, dominatrix demeanor somewhat shaken, Zecora took another pin and stuck it between the eyes of Cadance's doll. Cadance teared up as she felt the symptoms of a sudden onset headache, but she didn't scream. She had known emotional pain the likes of which Zecora could never fathom. What were a few physical pains to her now?

"Pins and needles, needles and pins. A happy mare is one who grins." Cadance sang in an unsettling, lilting voice. She grinned sinisterly at the sadistic zebra.

Feeling her heart pounding in her chest, Zecora fearfully placed a third pin into Cadance's doll; sticking this one in its lower back. Cadance closed her eyes and arched her back as much as her restraints would allow, adjusting her body to this new pain in her spine. She took a deep breath and slowly opening her eyes before staring at Zecora.

"Cadance and Orion sitting in a tree. K-I-S-S-I-N-G." Cadance sang, giggling like a filly. Zecora was legitimately scared now. No one had ever had this reaction to her torture before. Atlas and the diamond dogs were staring at Cadance as well. In spite of the great pain they were in, Rover, Fido and Spot were all mesmerized by how calm Cadance was acting in spite of her torture.

"Don't tell me the great torturer of Canterlot Castle is losing her edge," Cadance said, mockingly. Zecora's eye twitched as Cadance gave a hollow, mirthless laugh.

Losing her temper, Zecora grabbed the remaining pins and stuck them all over Cadance's doll. The diamond dogs watched horrified as the alicorn's voodoo doll now resembled a pin cushion.

With each new needle that was inserted, Cadance let out a moan. She twitched or flinched with each new pain, but she never cried out or begged for mercy. A single tear ran down her face once Zecora's last needle had been inserted into her doll's chest. Cadance smiled through the pain, while breathing hard. She felt like her skull was going to split, but she remained as calm as reflective water. Hiding her pain, Cadance stared unfocused at her voodoo doll, which had dozens of pins sticking out at every angle.

"I still see there's still some,,, empty space on my doll," Cadance said, panting, "Why don't you... take the pins out of the other dolls... and add them to mine?" The three diamond dogs nodded their heads encouragingly at Cadance's seemingly selfless act.

Instead of playing along with the alicorn's game, Zecora narrowed her eyes and threw Cadance's pin-filled doll on the ground. Then, having been put out of the mood to torture, the zebra calmly walked towards the door. Cadance considered this a victory, but the diamond dogs considered it a horrible defeat.

The three dogs screamed through their gags, begging Zecora to remove their pins and the ginger roots. She ignored their muffled lamentations as she reached the door.

Atlas removed the tray from his head and quickly caught up with his mistress. The colt used his magic to extinguish the lights in the dungeon. The only light that remained came from the open door leading up to the castle, and a small barred window near the ceiling which let in moonlight. Cadance was singing as Zecora and Atlas left, closing the door behind them.

"Survive today. Live for tomorrow.

I can endure all pain and sorrow." Cadance sang merrily. She and the three diamond dogs remained trapped in the dungeon, with only a faint sliver of moonlight to illuminate part of their features.

The three diamond dogs sniffled and whimpered as they found it impossible to grow accustomed to the pain. Worst of all, Zecora had left the three dogs with severe cases of blueballs. Their knotted dicks were still hard and aching for release. Cadance looked at her fellow prisoners with pity. Fighting through the pain, she tried to talk.

"I'm sorry... I got you into this mess," Cadance said, "Even though you failed,... you at least tried to help me and my special somepony be together. I would try and help you get off,... but I don't have the magical strength to remove the pins,... let alone help you rub one out." To prove it, Cadance focused her magical energy on Fido's erect cock. Her magical aura couldn't get a grip on it. Fido was disappointed, but appreciated her efforts.

Ignoring the whimperings of her fellow prisoners, Cadance closed her eyes and focused on the few places in her body that were not in immense pain. She didn't need her magic. She didn't need to control the Royal Guards. She would make Orion hers while enacting her revenge on all other ponies. Eventually, this torture would end and she would escape. Until then, she would bide her time and plan.

"Crystal," Cadance whispered again cryptically.