The life and times of Lafayette Ryder (Sex & violence)

Warning: XXX rated chapter! Read this at your own risk. This chapter includes graphic torture scenes and sexual exploits. This does happen in the story but you do not need to read it, it stands alone. All that happens that influences the main story is that Lafe goes a bit crazy and Jeff isn't doing a thing. This is your last warning.

“Don Muerdenzo Manuel?” I ask the restrained Griffin as I walk up to him.

“FUCK YOU BITCH!” he replies. “You fucking faggots will never get me to talk; I’ll die fir… what the fuck is that?” he nods his head towards my left hand.

“Pliers.” I say calmly as I approach him. He’s strung up, tied to the ceiling by his hands and has his legs bound at the knees and ankles, but is not attached to the ground. I swing him hard for a bit, spinning him quickly and stopping him suddenly at random intervals, until his face turns green and he starts retching. I step back as he vomits up pink mush. Behind me I hear Cadance gag and Nite Hawk dry heave a bit. “Yummy.” I say enthusiastically. I scoop up a handful of the half digested… rabbit, I think, and force it back into his beak. Cadance spews into a trash can and Hawky turns dark green. Don’t these ponies know genius torture techniques when they see them? He tries to bite me as I shove my hand into his mouth so I knee him in the groin. Hard. He hurls again but my fist is in the way of the bile’s exit. He gags; both on his own stomach acid and my fingers, and tears stream down his eyes. I conjure up a rag and a few zip ties to shut him up while I work. I don’t plan on removing the vomit soaked gag for a bit but when I do… well; he’ll be just dying to spill his guts then. I take the pliers out and kneel down by Muerdenzo’s feet.

“This little piggy sold drugs,” I squeeze the toe just enough to elicit muffled screams. I move to the next one. “This lil piggy killed some ponies,” I twist this one until it’s about to break. I release it and move on. “This little piggy corralled an army to fight my nation,” I pull until it pops. I run out of toes on the left so I switch to the right foot. “This little piggy got caught,” I twist and pull until I hear pops and cracks. Manuel screams through the rag twice as loud as before. “This little piggy won’t talk,” I crush this toe with the pliers and listen to the Griffin’s howls of pain. I move the pliers to his last toe. “And this little piggy will die!” I crush, twist, and pull until blood flows from his foot and I can see bone. I grasp his ankle with my right hand and yank back with the pliers in my left. The toe tears lose and Manny screams and sobs. “That little piggy won’t be the last to die, and if I get done killing the other pigs and I still don’t hear what I want to,” I stand and look him in the eye. “The last to die won’t be a piggy, it’ll be a griffin.” I smile and hear whimpers and… I look down and see a thick yellow stream of liquid flow down Manny’s legs. I laugh and slide my hand up his wet thigh until I reach his sack.

I squeeze until I bust a nut. He blacks out.

“And that, ladies and gentleponies,” I spin on a heel, look at the ponies standing by the doorway, and swing my arms into the air. “Is stage one of my patented, foolproof approach at extracting information from unwilling informants.” I smile and clap my hands together. “Any questions?” Cadance faints, Luna and Hawky both vomit and Celestia… Celestia just smiles at me.

“What will you do to him next?” she asks in a sexy voice.

“A better question,” I tell her. “Is what won’t I do to him next?”

Luna leaves and Hawky requests, and is approved, to depart. He carries Cadance away just as Manuel wakes up. I turn to him and summon up a switchblade and a two foot long dildo. He looks at me, I look at him, he shakes violently, and I just smile.

I set to work on Manny; plucking his feathers one by one, cutting the flesh off of his wings, slicing his flesh in random patterns, circumcising him, etching my name into his ass cheeks, playing with the dildo and teaching the griffin the true meaning of ‘pink sock’ and discomfort. He cries on and off and screams into his gag constantly. I manage to snap Black thunder, the nickname I lovingly gave to the dildo, in half somehow so I have to improvise. I can hear Celly/ Molestia/ Soulless Sun masturbating furiously and moaning loudly behind me. As I near my finish I turn and blow my load in her face, surprising her and causing her to start shoving her entire hoof into herself. I return to Manuel and start to shave his pubes with my switchblade, I stop after he passes out again.

“That was fun,” The wet Alicorn says. “Can I help?”

“No.”

“Aww, why not?”

“Because you need to listen to what we’re about to be told. OK?”

“Fine.” She sighs.

I wait until Muerdenzo wakes to take the gag out of his mouth.

“Spill it.” I order. He does. Manny tells us everything we need to know and then some, when he’s done I grab his beak in my left hand and smile. “Nobody likes a snitch.” I tell him as I twist the bone to the side. Celestia shudders and Manuel nearly feints as a series of cracks echo throughout the room. I pull and the beak and tongue tear free from the drug lord’s face. He tries to scream but can’t do more than create a snarling cough. I hear him enough to keep him from bleeding to death and stand back.

“Celestia, do you believe in breeding programs?”

“Uh,” she babbles nonsensical words for a moment. “Yes, I guess.”

“OK, is this fag fit for reproduction?”

“Not really. Where are you going with…? OH MY FUCKING GOD! WHY THE FUCK WOULD YOU EVEN DO THAT!?!” Celestia shouts as I castrate Manuel and set fire to his genitals. I turn and walk to the sink in the room. As I wash my hands I speak to Tia.

“Well, I’m done with him. If you need help with making the others speak just introduce them to Manny here and threaten to send me in, they’ll talk pretty damn quick after that. If you need me don’t hesitate to call me. I’m going home, same time tomorrow?”

“Uh…” Celly nods at me.

“Toodles.” I wave at her and vanish.

/\/\/\/\

“Here you go boyyyOH!” Twilight tries to tell Starbright and Thaddeus that dinner is served but the sudden grip on her plot distracts her. She turns around and grins at me. “Odd time to be in the mood.” She says.

“What can I say?” I ask her. “I’ve spent the last two hours running around setting off bombs and scarring the piss out of an army, then they saw me and chased me all the way to Japony and back.”

“Ahh, so I take it that things went well.”

“That would be an understatement, they went perfectly! Half the army has surrendered, all the leaders are currently in Equestrian prison, and best of all there was not a single casualty today!” I squeeze her flank as I lie to her and lean over to kiss her, it seems that she’s in the mood too; she slips a little tongue into the kiss.

We feed the boys and put them to bed in their new room. Soon afterwards we race to our own room and jump into bed. Twilight immediately burrows under the covers and starts nuzzling my groin, oh dear God that cold wet nose feels good on my cock. I smile as she starts licking and sucking on me, I lace my fingers behind my head, lean back and enjoy the work my wife is doing. As Twi is slurping on my dick I can hear Dulcie calling to me, I talk to her for a second and apologize for losing my cool. She forgives me and backs out of my mind…most of the way.

For the rest of the night as Twilight and I make love I can sense Dulcie watching from afar, I would hope it’s just that she cares for me so much that she couldn’t stand leaving me entirely, knowing her I figure it’s less that and mostly the thrill of voyeurism. I laugh as I eat my little pony out and tell Dulcie to enjoy the show.

At least she’s the only one watching; Dallas ditched my mind as soon as I started hurting Manny, and Jeff… Hell, Jeff hasn’t been in my mind for days.