Taming of the Screw

Screw Loose briskly trotted down the halls of the hospital. This was the first time in months where she was able to walk without the hindrance of her straight jacket. Her muzzle had been removed as well. Around her neck, she wore a collar that attached to a leash.

Clutching the other end of the leash in his teeth, was the hospital guard, Straight Lace. He ran down the hall, trying to keep up with the blue mare. Running beside him was Shocker.

“Slow down,” Shocker said, in his loudest whisper possible, “Screw Loose, keep quiet. Don't wake the other patients.”

Eventually, after turning down several different halls, Straight Lace jerked his head back. The leash tightened and Screw Loose came to a stop.

The three ponies stood outside a closed hospital room. On the door the little sign read: “Patient's name: Crab Tree. Treated for: Inoperable Cancer.”

Shocker opened the door and the three walked in, closing the door behind them. Screw Loose looked all over the room. Along the wall, there were Mylar balloons with “Get Well” or “Feel Better” plastered on them. Each one hovered above the ground at various heights. The closer the balloon got to the ground, the longer it had been there. Some of them lay flat on the ground.

Surrounding the bed were several floral arrangements. Screw Loose wanted to go over and smell the flowers, or to jump at the balloons, but Straight Lace kept a firm grip on the leash he held tight in his teeth.

Sitting up in the bed was a stallion. A yellow earth pony without a mane. Rather than waiting for his mane to fall out as part of his chemotherapy, the patient chose to shave it off instead. He was hooked up to a monitor to measure his heart beat and vital signs. His name was Crab Tree. His cutie mark depicted a red crab. The patient stared at Screw Loose. She sat on the floor of his hospital room like a dog; staring at nothing and panting. Shocker stepped in front of the mare to get her attention.

“Screw Loose,” he said, “I know you're excited to be out of your cell, but we bought you out for a very special reason. You see the stallion in the bed?”

Screw Loose stopped panting and turned to look at Crab Tree. She cocked her head.

“Crab Tree is very sick,” Shocker continued, “That's why he has no mane. Doctor Stable doesn't think he's going to live much longer. We brought you here to be his special somepony tonight.”

Screw Loose had calmed down by this point, so Straight Lace let go of the leash and walked over to Crab Tree.

“Is she smart enough to understand what he's saying?” Crab Tree asked Straight Lace.

“I doubt it,” the guard replied, “But Shocks seems to think so. I don't mind him having his little fun.”

“Thank you for doing this,” Crab Tree said.

“No thanks necessary,” the brown stallion said, “When I heard your wife refused a conjugal visit, I knew we had to do something to help you get your rocks off.”

“She said it was too dangerous for us to have sex,” Crab Tree said, “Said I was 'too frail.' Well, dammit! I'm knocking on death's door. I just want one last thrill on my way to the cemetery.”

“Screw Loose will deliver on that,” Straight Lace said, “Are there any fetishes you enjoy? Anything you always wanted to try, but your wife wouldn't do?”

“Well,” Crab Tree said, blushing until his face was as red as his cutie mark, “I've never had anal sex with a mare.”

“Then brother, you haven't lived,” the brown guard said as he patted the patient on the back, “Luckily for you, this blue bitch is a regular ass addict. She gets so much traffic on her Hershey highway, we had to install a toll booth.”

Shocker led Screw Loose onto the yellow pony's bed. She licked his nose affectionately, then turned around and lifted her tail, exposing her dripping marehood and ass. The equipment monitoring Crab Tree's heart began to beep erratically.

“You know,” Straight Lace said slyly, “I don't want to disrupt your special night...but I can't help but notice that she has three holes, and there's only one of you...”

“You two made this happen,” Crab Tree said, “Of course you can join me.”

Shocker beckoned for Screw Loose to move onto the ground. Then he and Straight Lace joined Crab Tree on his bed. The blue mare looked up at them. The three stallions sat on the bed; their hind legs and cocks hanging over the side.

Having become quite experienced, Screw Loose immediately went for a cock.

“Start with our guest,” Shocker said, courteously. Screw Loose grabbed the yellow pony's stallionhood and started sucking on it.

“Ooooh” Crab Tree said, “You don't know how long it's been.”

In quick suck-session, all the cocks were slicked up and ready for action.

Leading Screw Loose onto the already crowded bed, the stallions worked on repositioning themselves around their mare.
Straight Lace lay on his back, with his head facing the foot of the bed. Screw Loose positioned herself so her pussy was over the brown stallion's cock. She slid down his pole until he bottomed out inside her.

Attempting some misguided romance, Screw Loose began licking Straight Lace all over his face. Drool was getting everywhere.

“Dumb mutt!” the guard said as he spit out her saliva, “Dammit! Shocks, give this bitch something to occupy her mouth.”

“With pleasure,” Shocker replied as he lifted Screw Loose's head. Before she knew what was happening, Shocker shoved his shaft down her throat, causing the mare to gag.

“One hole left,” Straight Lace said, his face still glistening from the mare's slobber, “It's the tightest one, and we saved it just for you.”

Crab Tree approached the mare's blue butt. He used his hooves to spread her cheeks. There he saw her pert asshole. Pressing his wet cock head against her backdoor, the yellow stallion slowly slid inside.

Crab Tree had never felt a tightness like this before. Even on his wedding night, his wife's virgin pussy couldn’t compare to the vice-like grip his cock felt now.

“You didn't tell me it would feel this good!” the patient said.

“What's life without a few surprises?” Straight Lace asked, as he pushed up into Screw Loose's blue snatch.

The three stallions worked in tandem, alternating between pulling in or pushing out of the blue mare. With repetition, their timing got faster. Soon the four ponies were a blur of flesh; gyrating and writhing on the bed. The springs squeaked as the pounding intensified.

Shocker's balls kept slapping against Screw Loose's chin. The mare let out intermittent gurgling and choking sounds as her throat was repeatedly violated. She'd never taken a cock in her mouth so forcefully before.

“And I thought a ninja trying to steal my slippers would be the most exciting thing to happen to me at this hospital,” Crab Tree said, as the machines monitoring his heart started going haywire.

The scent of flowers surrounding the bed soon became overpowered by the stench of sweat and sex that permeated the room. The musk of the three stallions hung heavy in the air.

Screw Loose was sweating profusely. She had never taken three stallions at once before. Her brain was trying to process how to take care of them all. Even while she was doing this, she started to feel her own orgasm building. Screw Loose kept hopping up, only to repeatedly slide back down the length of Straight Lace's pole.

“She may be just a patient, but her bedside manner is better than any of the nurses!” Crab Tree shouted as his heart pounded like a jackhammer in his chest. The mare's sphincter clenched tight around the base of the yellow stallion's shaft. Whenever Crab Tree partially withdrew himself from her backside, a new tingling pleasure rippled through his body.

The three stallions felt their orgasms building. Shocker rubbed his knob against the back of the mare's throat. He knew he wouldn't last much longer.

“I'm cumming!” he shouted to Screw Loose, “Swallow your doggie treat!” The gray stallion shot ropes of sticky splooge straight down the blue mare's hungry throat. She continued to suck until all of Shocker's salty protein shake had been consumed. The gray pony pulled his cock out, rubbing Screw Loose's mane as he did so.

“Good girl,” the guard said. The spent stallion then stepped down off the crowded bed. He sat on the floor and watched as the others prepared to finish. Shocker let out a contended sigh, basking in his own afterglow.

Straight Lace was the next to cum.

“Yeeaah!” the guard screams, as his balls started to contract. Screw Loose could feel the warm semen filling every crevice in her pussy. She was filled to overflowing. Unable to take the merciless pounding any longer, Screw Loose came. She let out a howl as her mare juice flowed onto Straight Lace's cock.

Screw Loose rode out her orgasm as the yellow stallion continued to ream her rear. The mare drooled with pleasure at the feeling of having her ass so thoroughly filled. The brown stallion, tired of the constant downpour of saliva, slid out from under the mare and joined his fellow guard on the ground.

It spite of not having had release in months, Crab Tree was no hair trigger. He lasted longer than the other two stallions.

“You're such a tight bitch!” Crab Tree said, sweat beading across his forehead, “Speak for me, doggie!”

Screw Loose let out several loud, happy barks.

“Good puppy,” Crab Tree said, “You like it up the ass, don't you?”

“Ruff!” Screw Loose said, loudly.

“Oh, you like it rough?” Crab Tree asked, playfully. He then slapped her hard on the ass. Screw Loose let out a loud yip.

“You feel so good!” he said, “Much tighter than my frigid wife!”

Crab Tree could feel it coming. He was about to shoot cupfuls of pent up semen deep inside her ass.

“I'm cumming!” Crab Tree said, “Oh, Celestia! I'm cu-”

Crab Tree stopped speaking mid sentence. His body seized up and he fell backwards, landing on the bed. As he fell, his cock popped out of Screw Loose's ass. The mare stopped thrusting her hips. She turned her head around to look at the stallion. She was confused.

The two guards knew something was wrong. Crab Tree had flatlined. The machines monitoring his health showed constant straight lines, accompanied with a droning beep sound.

As the guards and Screw Loose stared at Crab Tree, his firm erection towered over his lifeless body.

“Now that's what I call rigor mortis,” Shocker said, has he stared at the yellow stallion's rock-hard member.

“He's stiff in more ways than one,” Straight Lace chimed in, “Screw Loose screwed him to death.”

Suddenly, in its last act before death, Crab Tree's body ejaculated. Several long, thick streams of jizz shot high into the air, before landing back down, with a splat, all over his crotch and chest.

Thinking he was ready for round two, Screw Loose advanced and put her lips on his cock; swallowing the flowing remnants of Crab Tree's final load into her mouth.

Shocker examined the chart at the foot of his bed. “Huh,” the gray guard said, “Apparently, in addition to the cancer, he also had a bad heart.”

“Well, he wasn't long for this world anyways,” Straight Lace said, “And if he had to go, I'm glad we helped him go out with a smile on his face.”

Clipping the leash onto Screw Loose's collar, Straight Lace pulled her mouth off the corpse's cock.

“You better get her out of here quick,” Straight Lace said, handing the leash to Shocker, “I'll clean up here.”

Shocker took Screw Loose and together the two of them ran back to her cell. Running towards Crab Tree's room from the other hall, was Nurse Sweetheart; a chubby pink mare with freckles. Her purple and white-striped mane bounced as she ran.

“What happened?” she asked as she ran into the room. “Oh, sweet Luna!” the pink nurse screamed, as she saw Crab Tree's raging hard on. Nurse Sweetheart blushed as she looked at the copious amounts of semen covering the patient's chest.

“I made it here just before you did,” Straight Lace said, trying to sound very somber, “It appears the poor bastard was in need of release, and decided to take matters into his own hooves, in spite of the health risks.” Nurse Sweetheart shook her head sadly.

“Some stallions have no self control.” she said.

Crab Tree's funeral was held shortly there after, on Hearts and Hooves day. A slight disruption in the services occurred when a white unicorn filly jumped on Mr. Waddle, the priest, and sang about how old he was. As bizarre as the interruption during his funeral was, it was nothing compared to the strange method in which Crab Tree died.

At that same moment, Screw Loose sat alone in her cell. The straight jacket and muzzle were back on her. Outside her cell, family members of patients were coming to the hospital to wish their special somepony a happy Hearts and Hooves day. Screw Loose didn't comprehend the concept of calendars, let alone holidays. She also couldn't understand the role she played in ending Crab Tree's life. Yet before his passing, the stallion had left an impact on her, as Screw Loose's ass was still sore from taking his thick dick.

Suddenly her door unlocked. Straight Lace and Shocker walked in. Screw Loose beamed up at them. She rarely saw them during the day.

“Happy Hearts and Hooves day, Screw Loose,” Shocker said as her pulled out a dog biscuit. Three pink hearts made out of icing were placed atop the dog treat. Screw Loose started panting. Shocker slid the biscuit between the slot in the front of her mask. The blue mare ate her treat happily.

“Bye until next time,” Shocker said, waving.

“Yeah, see ya,'” Straight Lace said, looking uncomfortable.

Screw Loose watched as her two stallions walked back out the door, locking it behind them. This had been Screw Loose's best Hearts and Hooves day ever.