Taming of the Screw

by Bronystories

Rating: mature
Tags: Slice of Life, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Dark, Alternate Universe, Original Character, Other, Sex
Length: 19662

One night Screw Loose is abused by the hospital guards in her padded cell.

Screw Loose thinks she's a dog in heat. Two hospital guards sneak in one night to bring her relief.

I'm announcing that "Taming of the Screw" is undergoing a rewrite of the last three chapters, with new chapters being added in between. The ultimate end result will be similar, but different in many respects.
I've always felt like there was more to be done with these characters, and I want to do justice to this story.

Rated 18+ for Mature Themes and Graphic Sexual Descriptions including, rape and electroshock therapy. Reader discretion is advised.
Why did I make this? Because even crazy ponies need a little love every now and then.
Feel free to check out my other stories. My preferred method of feedback is the comments section. I'm interested in what people like or dislike about my writing.

Published 2012-06-22 03:14:01 UTC
Last updated 2012-07-06 19:55:47 UTC

New Tricks

It was nighttime at Ponyville General, after regular hospital hours. All the patients were asleep. Well, all except for one. An ominous howl rang out through the night. Inside the hospital, two ponies walked down a sterile corridor.

Two night guards were on patrol. A stocky, muscle-bound earth pony was on the left. His mane was a short, sandy-blond-color. He had a light-brown coat and a white shirt with a name badge. It read "Straight Lace: Hospital Security." A two-way radio was clipped to his shirt. Straight Lace also wore a belt that had several necessities he might need while on duty. The guard pony's cutie mark depicted a laced-up straight jacket with a red cross on top of it.

Beside him trotted another stallion. Unlike the steely-eyed Straight Lace, the earth pony on the right had a more apprehensive expression. The bangs of his brown mane hung down until they nearly brushed against his eyebrows. His coat was a stone-gray color. He had the same uniform as Straight Lace, except for the belt. The other guard pony's name was Shocker. His cutie mark depicted a metal headset, with sparks of electricity emanating from it.

As the guards walked down the hall, the howling got louder. The two ponies stopped outside a white door with a tiny glass window. On the door was a card with the name of the patient and their ailment. For this pony the card simply read 'Name: Screw Loose. Treated for: Dementia.'

Straight Lace scoffed as he read the words 'treated for.' the guard knew that even on her good days Screw Loose was as crazy as Discord. There was no cure for this pony. As far as Straight Lace was concerned, this patient was good for only one thing. Sex.

Taking out his key ring, the brown stallion unlocked the cell door. As the two guards stepped inside, Shocker scanned the room. Before tonight, he had only walked by this cell in passing. What met Shocker's eyes was a room with padded, rubber walls. The floor was rubber. Aside from the small window at the door, the only other view was a narrow window on the back wall in the top right corner. A full moon was visible from outside illuminating the pony in the corner.

Below the window was Screw Loose. A sky-blue earth pony with an unkempt white mane. She had been the source of the howlings at night. The deluded mare was under the impression that she was a dog. Her cutie mark was an image of a screw.

Being a danger to herself and others, extreme safety precautions were enacted. After biting an orderly during an escape attempt, Screw Loose was fitted with a grated metal mask to prevent further attacks.

To stop her from removing the mask, the blue mare was placed in a straight jacket. As a pony, this made moving around quite inconvenient. Fortunately for Screw Loose, she didn't get out that much anyway.

The mare's hind legs were standing straight. Her fore-hooves were tied tight around her chest, which forced her head to lay against the ground. Her position made her look more like a slide at a playground, rather than a pony.

When the two guards walked in on Screw Loose, the smell made them wrinkle their noses. The mare had her butt up against the wall. She was panting heavily as she rubbed her privates vigorously against the rubber wall. Her feminine odors permeated the room.

"Hey girl," Straight Lace said, beaming at her. Screw Loose hadn't acknowledged the presence of the guards yet. She was too engrossed in the wall, Her pussy rubbed against its rubber surface faster and faster, while her tongue lolled in her mouth and her eyes darted about the room, unfocused.

"I'm telling you, Shocks," Straight Lace said, "She may be crazy, but she's a great lay. I'm convinced that the reason why her cutie mark is a screw is because her special talent is screwing."

"I don't think this is right," Shocker said, taking a step away from the mare.

"Don't tell me you're chickening out now," Straight Lace said, sternly, "It's like I told you. We're doing her a favor. She thinks she's a bitch in heat. She acts like one, so we'll treat her like one."

"But she thinks she's a dog." Shocker said, "Isn't this borderline bestiality?"

"You don't know how bad she's craving a firm stallion cock shoved up her snatch." Straight Lace said, his mouth watering.

When the door closed, it look a minute to register in Screw Loose's mind. The mare's eyes darted around, wildly. When she finally noticed the guards, she made a series of barks and wagged her tail.

The blue pony moved her wet pussy lips away from the padded wall. She started pushing herself forward on the ground towards the guards. Her protective face mask was collecting loose hairs and dust as her face scooted across the ground.

She stood there facing them, her tail wagging rapidly. She raised her tail higher in order to make her privates more accessible.

"She has a difficult time turning in place." Straight Lace said, chuckling, "We'd better meet her half way." Straight Lace sat down in front of Screw Loose. The stallion spit on his member and began to stroke it. Screw Loose stared at the cock, then started to pant.

"We can take her together." the brown stallion said, "Go ahead and get her ass nice and loose."

Shocker walked around and stared at the blue mare's backside. It was hard to see anything with her constant tail wagging. The gray stallion finally had to bring a hoof down on her butt to hold her tail in place.

Shocker stared at her vagina. It was wet and twitching with anticipation. He was turned off by the fact that Screw Loose was quite dirty. It didn't look like anypony had bathed her in weeks.

Her pussy lips were red and puffy, most likely caused from the repeated rubbing against the rubber walls.

Above her vagina was Screw Loose's asshole. Shocker almost threw up in his mouth.

Trace amounts of shit clung to the area around her butthole. Wiping herself was not one of Screw Loose's concerns. Shocker became indignant.

"Filthy bitch," he thought, "The only reason you have conditions as nice as these is because of hard working ponies like me."

"I'm not getting my tongue near there," Shocker said, "I'm not in to scat."

"C'mon," Straight Lace said, jokingly. "All she eats is hospital food and guard semen. How bad could it be?"

"Alright smart ass, why don't you give her the rimjob?" Shocker shot back.

"Don't get your panties in a bunch," Straight Lace said as he opened a compartment on his belt, "I come prepared."
The guard pony handed Shocker a moistened napkin.

"Wipe her down with that." Straight Lace said, "Get her asshole as wet as you can."

Shocker placed the napkin on his hoof and began to scrub the dried shit off Screw Loose's ass. She growled and wiggled her hips in protest as the napkin tugged at her coat. After a while though, she stopped resisting. Using the napkin, Shocker rubbed the tip of his hoof in tight circles around her asshole.

While that was going on, Straight Lace teased the mare by holding his cock in front of her. The mare whimpered and stuck her tongue through her mask, trying to touch his member. The guard pony gladly obliged, moving his cock close enough for her to lick at his tip with her tongue. Screw Loose lapped up the precum as it leaked out of Straight Lace's dick.

After discarding the shit-stained napkin, Shocker paused to admire his handiwork.

"I'm sure her taint's so clean you could eat off it," Straight Lace said, sardonically, "Are you good to go? I'm ready to bust a nut in this crazy bitch."

Straight Lace lifted Screw Loose's head from up off the floor. He pulled her closer and rested her head on his left shoulder.

"Hey, Shocker," Straight Lace said, as the other stallion started to stand up, "Do yourself a favor and rub your dick along her pussy before you stick it in her ass. You can never be too wet."

Taking his friend's advice, Shocker mounted Screw Loose and rubbed his erect cock along her pussy lips. Screw Loose barked and let out a low growl of pleasure.

"Shut her up!" Shocker said, panicking, "Do you want somepony to come in here and find us with her?"

"I've never been caught yet." Straight Lace said very casually, "She thinks she's a dog. Ponies expect her to bark all night for no reason."

"Oh," Shocker said, smiling. His stallionhood having been made sufficiently slick, the guard moved his dick away from her pussy lips.

Now that both stallion's cocks were lubed up, they were ready to begin the three-way.

Straight Lace leaned forward and placed his hooves on Screw Loose's flanks. He pulled her close, then lowered her slowly. He took his time as he pushed his cock into her sopping hole.

Screw loose panted. Her heart was beating fast. Her tongue lolled in hr mouth as drool dripped onto the front of her straight jacket. Straight Lace pushed Screw Loose down as far as she could go, until the mare bottomed out, sitting on his lap.

"Oh yeah," Straight Lace said, a feeling of pride and accomplishment swept over him as he stared at the blue snatch that had taken his whole length. "Balls deep and hella tight. It's your turn, Shocks."

Shocker had watched as the blue mare was slowly impaled on Straight Lace's member. It made him rock hard. Straight Lace lay on his back and lowered Screw Loose down onto his chest. Shocker now had a perfect view of his target.

As he approached her blue asshole, Shocker lined up his cock. He spit on the tip for good measure. Pressing against her butt, Shocker met with fierce resistance. He could tell this hole would not be as wet and welcoming as the one Straight Lace had entered.

Screw Loose was enjoying the sensation of another pony inside her, and happily flexed her vaginal muscles. Her accordion-like walls gripped and squeezed the cock inside her, tighter and tighter. Once she felt something poking at her back door however, she started to growl and clenched her teeth.

"Straight Lace, I don't know if she likes this." Shocker said nervously.

"She's insane." Straight Lace said, "She doesn't know what she wants. You're gonna' have to show her."

Looking down at the stubborn sphincter, Shocker pushed again using his fore-hooves to propel himself forward.
The gray stallion watched as his cock head disappeared into Screw Loose's tight ass.

The blue mare began to bark wildly. She thrashed her hips and rocked side to side, attempting to expel the anal intruder.
Neither of the stallions found the rocking motions unpleasant. On the contrary, they both found them extremely stimulating.

To prevent himself from losing the progress he'd already made, Shocker held the mare's butt with both hooves. He grabbed her white tail in his teeth to stop it from flailing wildly. Then for good measure he gave it a tug, pulling several hairs out. Screw Loose let out a yelp.

"That's it," Straight Lace said, "Show the bitch who's boss."

To make things easier for his friend, Straight Lace knew he needed to stop the mare from thrashing. Wrapping his hooves around Screw Loose's back, Straight Lace pulled her close and pressed her against his chest. He could feel her heart beating rapidly. There was something soothing about the sound.

Screw Loose tried to move, but Straight Lace's muscular arms prevented her from sitting up. Her eyes darted around the room. She let out a whimper. As he held her tightly, Straight Lace beamed. Restraining ponies was his special talent, after all.

"Stupid bitch," Shocker said as he spat her tail out of his mouth.

Screw Loose panted heavily as Shocker pushed himself even deeper into her anus. This pain caused her to bark louder. When he pulled his cock back, Shocker saw blood trickle out of Screw Loose's ass. Remembering that nopony would check on the noise, Shocker thrust back in a little more. A thin line of blood slid down the mare's blue thighs as the stallion pressed further and further into her wounded anal canal.

Screw Loose let out a yelp followed by several whimpers. She strained her rectal muscles, in a vain attempt to dislodge the searing shaft. Her cries of anguished pain fell on deaf ears. All the mare's efforts succeeded only in further pleasuring Shocker.

"I think I'm ready to go," Shocker said, "thanks for being patient with me."

"I can't complain," Straight Lace said with a bemused smile, "This horny bitch has been grippin' my cock like a vice the whole time."

Now that the two stallions were sufficiently deep into their respective holes, the screwing of Screw Loose could now commence.

Shocker lay on Screw Loose's back; the mare was sandwiched between two guard ponies. When Shocker pulled his dick back, Screw Loose's asshole kept such a tight grip on it that her sphincter clung on, stretching out slightly. This was only for a brief time, as Screw Loose's asshole was forced to retreat back in when Shocker rammed his cock deeper.

The sensation of being filled by two stallions at once was a new sensation for Screw Loose. She tried to process these new sensations and emotions, but her brain was inadequate for the task.

If the anal penetration was still painful to Screw Loose, she no longer showed it. The mare just kept panting, interspersed with a "yip!" whenever one of her holes was thrust into.

Straight Lace had to admit that he found her constant drooling all over his face a little off-putting.

"My face is wetter than the winner of a dyke-eating contest," he said.

Not content to just lie on the ground, Straight Lace began to thrust up. Screw Loose barked constantly now.

"Oooh, puppy likes that," the brown stallion said, "I think she's about to cum." Straight Lace pounded harder and faster. He could feel his own orgasm building. He wanted to try and come with Screw Loose.

"I've bottomed out," Shocker said, excitedly, "Screw Loose's name is misleading, because she's the tightest screw I've ever had! Her ass won't stop jerking my cock!"

Screw Loose was becoming more of a participant in the proceedings. She rubbed her clit fiercely against Straight Lace's crotch. He returned in kind by using his hulking member to explore every facet of her love tunnel.

Screw Loose now seemed determined to prevent Shocker from ever leaving her blue ass. Whenever the stallion would start to pull out, the blue mare pushed her butt backwards; enveloping the cock even deeper. The base of her tail slapped repeatedly against his stomach.

"This is the first time I've ever taken a mare in the butt." Shocker confessed.

"All your previous experiences were with stallions, huh?" Straight Lace asked, slyly.

"Shut up," Shocker said, unamused.

The two guard ponies pistoned in and out of Screw Loose. All three were on the verge of orgasm, but Screw Loose made it first. Her slobber got all over Straight Lace's face. She ground her hips, milking the cock inside her for all it was worth.

Screw Loose let out a howl. When she came, she broke free from Straight Lace's grip, who up until that point had kept her pressed against his chest. Her feminine juices flowed free, coating Straight Lace's already slick dick.
The strength of her orgasm caused Screw Loose to sit up. When she did so, the back of her head connected forcefully with Shocker; hitting him square in the nose.

"Ow!" Shocker cried out, his eyes watering in pain, "Son of a bitch!"

The force of the hit caused Shocker and Screw Loose to fall backwards. The blue mare managed to keep a tight grip on the cock buried in her ass the whole time. When the two ponies fell back, Straight Lace became disconnected from the group. His cock separated from the mare with a wet pop. When this happened, more of her juices spilled onto the rubber floor.

Straight Lace didn't care about being by himself now, since he was on the verge of cumming. Scooting closer to Screw Loose, Straight Lace gave his stallionhood a few swift jerks. He felt his balls tighten as they sent semen shooting through his spasming shaft.

He came all over Screw Loose's face, in her mane, on her nose, in her mouth, on her metal mask. The last few squirts landed on her straight jacket. Screw Loose was completely oblivious to her facial. Her tongue lapped at what fell in her mouth, but that was pure instinct. Her unfocused eyes lolled in her head, as she was still in the throws of her orgasm. Panting heavily, Straight Lace watched the mare in front of him bounced up and down on his friend's horsepole. Straight Lace was in a euphoric high as he basked in his own orgasm.

"Good doggy," Straight Lace said, breathlessly.

The only pony left to cum was Shocker. Blood trickled down his nose. Screw Loose wobbled atop his stallionhood as he relentlessly thrust up into her bleeding asshole. Shocker seemed intent on causing her butt as much pain as possible for what she did to his face.

Shocker's plan was in vain, as Screw Loose was long past the point of caring about the burning sensation in her ass. She drooled and panted as feelings of bliss surged through her sweat-stained body.

As the brown stallion approached his friend, he laughed when he saw Shocker's bloody nose.

"She really gave it to you good." Straight Lace said, trying to suppress his mirth, and failing, "Maybe you should be like her and wear a mask during sex. Specifically, a catchers' mask."

Not even pausing to stop his thrusting, Shocker raised his right hoof and flipped the pony equivalent of a middle finger to the other guard.

Shocker could tell he was getting close.He placed his fore-hooves on either side of Screw Loose's flanks to help keep her balanced.

"I'm gonna' cum in her ass!" Shocker shouted. He kept arching his back, sending the mare bouncing higher and higher, only for her to land back down on his lap. The total length of Shocker's member was repeatedly shoved up her ass. As he thrust is one last time, Shocker's balls contracted, and he came.

"Eeaaugh!" Shocker screamed as he shot his seed deep within the insane mare's bowels. Screw Loose's rectum clenched tightly around the cock, milking it of all its seed.

The sensation of being filled in the ass was too much for Screw Loose to contain. Her legs were spread wide, hanging loosely, as the blue mare started to pee. Her urine landed with a light pattering sound upon the rubber floor. The two stallions stared, mesmerized at the stream. As she emptied her bladder the stream became thinner; its arc, shorter.
Shocker kept his dick inside while she was relieving herself and only pulled it out when he felt sure she was done.

The two ponies surveyed the mess in the room. Screw Loose lay on her side, panting heavily. She was exhausted. In front of her was a puddle of her own piss. Next to that was a small pool of her femme jizz. The mare's drool had landed all over the floor. The crumpled, shit-stained napkin lay in the corner.

DNA evidence of the two stallions was also littered around the room. Straight Lace had his jizz in Screw Loose's hair, mask and straight jacket. There were drops of Shocker's blood, and a few drops of Screw Loose's blood when he first tore into her asshole.

As the guards looked at Screw Loose, she just kept staring at the wall. A mixture of blood and Shocker's jizz slowly started seeping out of her butt. Screw Loose let out a quick cough, before she resumed panting.

"Should we clean up or..." Shocker asked, his voice trailing off.

"Nah, leave it," Straight Lace said, "Whatever she doesn't lick up, the orderlies will clean in the morning. They never question anything they find in here."

The guards made their way to the door. Straight Lace had done this so many times, it had become routine. He walked out the door, without a second glance or a word to Screw Loose. As Shocker was leaving, he turned to look at the mare. He gave a sort of half smile.

"Good night," Shocker said, gently. The cell door locked behind him as he joined his friend in the hall and together they continued their rounds.

Screw Loose lay there in a state of bliss, the light from the full moon slowly moving across her cell. When she got a little more energy back, she tried to lick off all the jizz that had stuck to her mask, before finally falling asleep.

TS II: The Ties That Bind

As Shocker and Straight Lace continued their rounds, the two stallions walked in silence. Shocker was unable to resolve the conflict between his satisfied lust and mortified shame. The sobering truth was, he just had anal sex with a mental patient.

"Oh, Celestia," Shocker thought as they walked, "What have I done? Was that just rough sex... or did I rape her?"

Seeing the worried look on Shocker's face, Straight Lace attempted to defend their actions.

"Are you worried about that mental mutt?" Straight Lace scoffed, "Don't worry, she won't say anything. Besides, she likes it. Dick riding us is the highlight of her week!"

Shocker walked beside his friend, internalizing Straight Lace's words.

"It still feels wrong..." Shocker thought.

"No," Shocker thought as he argued with himself, "After a shaky start, you can't deny that she loved every moment of a cock up her ass."

"That's true," Shocker thought, "Maybe Straight Lace is right. We are the only enjoyment Screw Loose has in her life, after all."

"I think what we're doing is good," Shocker said, his confidence growing.

"Damn right, it's good," Straight Lace said, "Best holes I've ever banged!"

"Just imagine how boring her life would be without us to spice things up," Shocker said, feeling more comfortable.

Imagining her life without them caused Straight Lace to have a flashback. He remembered back before he met Shocker. Back when he had first started this job. He thought back to the first time he met Screw Loose and the head nurse of Ponyville General Hospital.

It was six months ago. Straight Lace was a newly hired night guard for Ponyville General. He received a tour of the hospital from Nurse Redheart, who was an earth pony with a pale pink mane and a white coat. Her cutie mark was a simple red cross with a pink heart in each of the corners.

While known for her compassion, Redheart was also a no-nonsense mare that never cut corners or shirked procedures. Being a misogynist, Straight Lace hated having a mare as his superior. These feelings of resentment were mitigated by the fact that the guard found the nurse highly attractive.

"As a member of the night watch, it's your duty to ensure the safety and security of our patients." Redheart said, as they walked the hospital's long corridors together, "Make sure their needs are met."

Straight Lace stayed a couple of steps behind her, so he could watch the nurse's tight butt swish back and forth as she walked. The guard felt himself growing hornier by the second.

"I've got my own needs to meet first," Straight Lace muttered under his breath. Redheart didn't hear him.

"You shouldn't have much trouble with the regular patients at night," Redheart said, as she stopped outside a white door with a tiny window, "Screw Loose, on the other hoof, is the only pony here who might give you trouble."

Straight Lace stared in through the little window. It was his first time he laid eyes on Screw Loose. She didn't have a straight jacket or muzzle, as she hadn't escaped and bitten a guard yet. Right now she wore a skimpy, white hospital gown that tied in the back.

The mare happily rolled back and forth on the ground; blissfully unaware of the world around her. Her unkempt, white mane followed her erratic movements.

Straight Lace pulled his head back from the little window and stared at Nurse Redheart.

"She thinks she's a dog," Redheart said, peeking in through the window at the mare, "So if you hear some howling at night, don't worry. It's only Screw Loose."

Redheart handed Straight Lace his keyring for the hospital locks. Their hooves touched.

"Mmmm," Straight Lace said, arching his eyebrows, "Your hooves are smooth. Do you moisturize?"

"Uh, yes." Redheart said, embarrassed.

"These hooves save lives," Straight Lace said, flatteringly, "I can see why you'd want to take care of them."

"Thank you," Redheart said, as she quickly pulled her hoof away.

She turned to leave, but Straight Lace called out to her.

"I wanted to discuss with you some ways to improve hospital security," Straight Lace shouted, "Maybe we could talk about them over lunch?"

Redheart stopped. Her face blushed. She turned around to face Straight Lace.

"I should remind you that flirting with coworkers is unacceptable behavior," Redheart said, her cheeks turning crimson.
Straight Lace played innocent.

"I was just suggesting a professional lunch between coworkers to discuss business." Straight Lace said, defensively.

"That won't be necessary. You can send any ideas you have to my office and I'll read them when I have time." Redheart said, before trotting briskly away from Straight Lace. That forward guard gave her the creeps. She was thankful they would be working different hours.

Straight Lace stared at her until she rounded the corner. He then turned his head and looked in at Screw Loose.

"I guess you're not the only bitch in this hospital," he murmured.

During the next several weeks, Redheart did her best to avoid Straight Lace. He hadn't done anything yet that was grounds for dismissal, but there was something about the hungry look in his eyes that made Redheart's blood run cold. She had hoped that by seeing as little of Straight Lace as possible, he would take the hint and realize that she didn't have time for a relationship, especially with him.

One day, though, she and Straight Lace were forced to interact. Redheart was preparing to leave for the day when she found out that the orderly assigned to give Screw Loose a sponge bath never showed up for work. Feeling an obligation to her patients, Redheart took it upon herself to care for the treatment of Screw Loose.

Straight Lace was just starting his evening shift, when Redheart approached him.

"I need you," Redheart said.

Straight Lace got his hopes up, misreading her intent. The stallion glanced around to make sure they weren't being watched.

"Where and when?" he asked, suavely.

"Now," Redheart said, impatiently, "Go get a gurney and follow me."

"Yes, mam!" Straight Lace said, eagerly. His heart was beating fast as he followed the nurse's bouncing butt down the hallways.

"It should only take a few minutes," Redheart said as they neared their destination.

"You can take all the time you need," Straight Lace assured her, smoothly.

Straight Lace was sorely disappointed when they stopped outside of Screw Loose's cell. He stared at Nurse Redheart as though she had played a cruel trick on him.

"Strap the patient down," Redheart said, clinically, "I need to give her a sponge bath."

The promise of Redheart lathering up another mare restored a portion of Straight Lace's enthusiasm for the assignment. Screw Loose squirmed as she was strapped to the gurney. Eventually though, she calmed down and started panting, As she was wheeled down the halls, Screw Loose stared in wonder at the fluorescent lights passing by overhead.

Nurse Redheart led them down more halls to a tiled room labeled "Showers." The three ponies entered a small room covered in jade-green tiles. Two small plastic benches sat on either side of the room. On the opposite end from where they entered there was an opening that led to the shower area. It was blocked off from view by a tiled wall.

Redheart began unstrapping Screw Loose.

"Wait here until I finish bathing her," the nurse said.

"You sure you don't need me to help?" Straight Lace asked helpfully, "I can hold her down while you get her wet."

Redheart stared at him with mild contempt.

"I'll be fine," she said curtly, "Just make sure nopony comes in while I'm with the patient."

Redheart nudged Screw Loose forward. Her head whipped around, as she took in all the new sights. The two mares passed between the opening and the tiled wall into the shower room.

The floor was covered in white tiles. There were four shower heads, two on each side of the room. In the middle of the floor, next to the drain, was a small tub filled with a foot of warm water.

After delicately removing her hospital gown, Redheart coaxed Screw Loose into the tub. Once the blue mare was sitting in the water, the nurse attached a loofah to her hoof with a strap. Resting her other hoof on Screw Loose's shoulder, Redheart dipped the sponge in the soapy water and began washing Screw Loose's back.

Redheart blushed as she rubbed the sponge against the base of the other mare's tail. Her touch caused Screw Loose's blue butt to twitch. Redheart felt herself becoming turned on.

"You like that, don't you, Screw Loose?" Redheart asked tenderly, as she moved her other hoof lower to massage Screw Loose's back, "Let's wash all that dirt and sweat off of you."

Redheart was ashamed that the simple act of bathing another mare was getting turned on. Redheart's pussy started to tingle with arousal. Her slit began to glisten with its own natural lube.

"You're being very good, Screw Loose," Redheart said, gently, "You're making this so easy."

Redheart inched closer to Screw Loose. Her white hooves pressed the loofah against the back of her patient's neck. Redheart watched as the water cascaded down Screw Loose's spine. Redheart's body ached for pony companionship. Bathing Screw Loose was the closest thing she'd had to intimacy in years.

Dipping the loofah back into the water, Redheart lifted the sponge and wrung it out over Screw Loose's head. Drops landed on her back and mane.

The water running down Screw Loose's face and mane had the unfortunate side effect of causing her to wiggle and squirm in her bath. Redheart was snapped back to reality as she now had to fight to keep Screw Loose in the tub.

"Stupid," Redheart thought, "I'm such a pathetic daydreamer! She isn't a lover. She isn't even rational!"

While this was going on, Straight Lace watched them from around the corner. He peeked his head out far enough into the shower room and watched Nurse Redheart bathing Screw Loose. Both mares had their backs to him.

The sight made Straight Lace so horny, that he was standing on three hooves and jerking himself off with the other one.
As Straight Lace continued masturbating, he fantasized about what he wanted to do to Nurse Redheart.

"Oh yeah," Straight Lace moaned as he watched Redheart wrestle with Screw Loose.

She began thrashing wildly in her bath and splashing Redheart with water. Her wistful longings from earlier were all but forgotten as she focused on keeping her patient still.

Both of the mares' manes were soaked. Straight Lace watched the whole display as he frigged himself faster.

Sensing he was close to cumming, Straight Lace took a step back behind the wall, so as not to be seen by the mares. He closed his eyes and listened to Nurse Redheart, who was shouting at Screw Loose. As Redheart's shrill cries echoed throughout the shower room, Straight Lace imagined he was banging her tight, white pussy.

"No! Stop!" Redheart cried, "You're making me wet!"

"Damn right I am, baby," Straight Lace muttered, "You know you love it."

Redheart leaned further forward as Screw Loose was attempting to leave the tub.

"Stop it!" Redheart shouted, "Stop moving!"

"Not a chance, you frigid bitch," Straight Lace said, enjoying his rape fantasy, "You deserve everything you get!"

There was a splash. Straight Lace stopped masturbating and peeked out from behind the wall. Redheart had fallen in the tub as Screw Loose jumped out and was prancing around the room, soaking wet. She barked excitedly as she ran around the shower room.

Straight Lace stared at Nurse Redheart. She was face down in the tub with her ass in the air. Water glistened off of her pearly-white posterior.

Straight Lace was so close to his orgasm that seeing Redheart's wet ass caused him to cum without any additional stimulation. His bobbing penis ejaculated his jizz beyond the edge of the wall, causing it to land unceremoniously against the cold tile floor.

Nurse Redheart's wet mane clung to her face as she rose from the tub. She snorted water out her nose as she glared angrily at Screw Loose. The oblivious pony trotted up to Redheart and licked her nose. Screw Loose then proceeded to shake off all the excess water on her. Drops landed on Redheart's face as she gave an exasperated sigh.

Straight Lace backed up beside his gurney. He couldn't see the mares anymore, but he had a direct line of sight to the jizz trail he made. Three spurts in a line.

"What if Redheart notices it?" Straight Lace thought, nervously.

Afraid of getting caught while trying to clean up the evidence, Straight Lace dared not go into the shower room; but he couldn't let Nurse Redheart see it either.

"Hold still!" Redheart shouted, "Get back here!"

Screw Loose ran from Redheart and stopped in front of Straight Lace's semen. She sniffed at the fresh foal fondue, then licked up his seed with her tongue.

Screw Loose continued to sniff the spot she had just licked, when Redheart tackled her from behind and began to furiously dry Screw Loose off with a towel.

When the two mares reentered the smaller entrance room, Straight Lace was standing by the gurney, whistling innocently. Screw Loose was clean and smiled with an open mouth as her tongue lolled to one side. Redheart's mane was still wet and she did not look happy.

"Take her back to her cell," Redheart ordered, "I'm going home to take a hot bath."

"Haven't you already gotten wet enough today?" Straight Lace asked, teasing.

"Ha ha," Redheart said, mirthlessly.

Straight Lace strapped Screw Loose down to the gurney and pushed her back towards her cell. Redheart walked off in another direction towards the nearest exit.

It was now nighttime. The halls were dimly-lit and deserted since the hospital switched the lights to the nightly 'power saver' mode. As the guard wheeled Screw Loose back to her cell, he leaned his head over the gurney and looked at her.

"Thanks for cleaning up my mess," Straight Lace whispered, "You saved my bacon back there."

Screw Loose reached her head up from the gurney and licked his nose. The guard raised a fore-hoof to rub off her saliva.

When Straight Lace reached Screw Loose's cell, he unstrapped her and set her in the middle of the floor. As he turned to leave, Screw Loose stood up and started panting and whining.

"Is she sick?" Straight Lace thought.

Screw Loose hiked her tail up, showing the guard her blue butt and puffy pussy lips. Her mound was glistening and her feminine lube landed in drips on the rubber floor of her padded cell.

"Celestia's sweaty snatch," Straight Lace murmured in awe, "The crazy bitch is in heat."

To ensure he wouldn't be disturbed, the guard pushed the gurney against the closed door. Then Straight Lace slowly started approaching the mare in heat. Her female pheromones wafted throughout the cell. The stallion could feel himself growing erect.

"Redheart did tell me to meet the patient's needs," Straight Lace said as he lowered himself eye level with her pussy, "Let's see if I can't fix your problem."

The mare continued to pant and whine. Screw Loose's face was flushed as her love lube leaked from her sopping slick slit.

The mare yet out a yip as Straight Lace put his hooves on her butt. The stallion then leaned in close and smelled her pussy. The aroma was intoxicating. Having just been washed, the mare's whole body smelled fresh and clean. Straight Lace gave a shudder of anticipation as his hard cock began leaking precum.

The guard spotted Screw Loose's swollen clit.

""Poor slut's probably too stupid to know how to clop," Straight Lace said, somberly, "Stupid whore probably thought speadin' her legs for a stallion was the only way to get herself off."

Deciding to relieve her blue pussy, the guard put his lips around her clit and tenderly nibbled on it. This sensation caused Screw Loose to let out several high pitched yipping sounds.

For a moment, Straight Lace was worried somepony would walk in and catch him eating out the mental patient. Relief washed over him when he remembered that everypony knew to ignore Screw Loose's barks.

The patient moaned as the guard further pleased her pearl, licking it vigorously with his tongue. The horny stallion couldn't stand it any longer. He hopped up on the mare's back, mounting her. The top of his shaft rubbed against her moist lips until his entire cock was drenched in mare lube.

Taking a step back, the stallion lined up his searing spear with her sopping snatch.

"Here it comes, you nympho nutcase!" Straight Lace said, as he pushed inside.

He moved forward, smoothly sliding his slick shaft into her moist muff. Her lips parted to accept his cock head. However, before the stallion could go deeper, he was met with resistance.

"Damn, your pussy's tight," Straight Lace said, breathlessly, "I guess you stopped using it after you got locked up here. All the better for me."

Straight Lace bucked his hips forward and forced himself in further.

Screw Loose immediately let out a cry of intense pain. Her head shook back and forth as she yipped, cried and whined. Tears fell from her eyes as she lay her head against the ground and covered her face with her fore-hooves.

Straight Lace had inserted half of his cock into the mare. When she started crying, he pulled out all but the tip. The stallion's member had blood on it. More of the dark-red liquid dripped from her pussy and formed a puddle on the rubber floor. Screw Loose whimpered pitifully.

"She was... a virgin?" Straight Lace said, feeling deplorable for having deflowered the confused mare.

The guard felt unclean. Straight Lace had assumed that before Screw Loose was committed to the hospital, she had been a loose mare who would screw any stallion. He had no qualms about screwing horny sluts or bitchy mares who needed to be taught a lesson.

It was a completely different matter to find out that he was Screw Loose's first stallion, and she probably couldn't even comprehend what was happening to her body. All she knew was that it hurt and she was confused.

Straight Lace pulled his cock out completely and was ready to cut his losses. He bent down and dabbed at the blood on the ground with the neckerchief he kept in his pocket. He then started to wipe the blood from her torn hymen. Pressing against this sensitive area caused the mare to let out a pained yelp. Straight Lace backed away from her.

Much to the guard's surprise, Screw Loose raised her head and stood on all four hooves again. She lifted her tail up and started slowly walking backwards towards the stallion, displaying her privates for him and making a simpering, pleading moan.

"You...you want me to keep going?" Straight Lace asked, hesitantly.

Screw Loose nodded her head and let out two loud barks, while wiggled her butt suggestively.

The stallion approached and mounted the mare again. Straight Lace took a deep breath before thrusting inside. Ignoring her whimpering cries, the stallion carried on, determined to give the virgin her first orgasm.

As the brown pony found his rhythm, Screw Loose began to enjoy sex more. The folds if her vagina stretched for the first time to accommodate the stallion's girth.

Straight Lace started thrusting faster. Screw Loose was panting and drooling on the ground, enjoying every second now. She felt a warm sensation in the pit of her stomach, which soon spread throughout her whole body. The mare let out a loud howl as she came all over his cock.

Screw Loose's first orgasm rocked the mare to her core. Unable to find the strength to stand, she slowly slid to the ground. The guard's cock slid out, as a mixture of blood and mare jizz flowed from her deflowered pussy.

Straight Lace finished himself off with a few quick jerks and came on the ground. Recognizing the familiar scent, Screw Loose found the strength to crawl over to the guard's semen and lick it up.

Straight Lace chuckled as he walked over to her and rubbed her head.

"For a recent virgin, you're quite the cum hound. That's my second load you've swallowed today," the stallion said, "We need to meet like this again. I have so many more things we can do together."

Screw Loose lifted her head up to face the guard and licked his nose. Straight Lace smiled warmly.

"Screw Loose," Straight Lace said, as her gently caressed her mane, "I think this is the beginning of a beautiful friendship with benefits."

These images played out in Straight Lace's mind as he and his fellow guard continued their conversation.

"What we're doing is pretty damned chivalrous, if you think about it," Straight Lace said, bolstering up his friend, "That little cum hound is only happy when her holes are filled. We get our rocks off in the process, so who have we wronged?"

"Nopony," Shocker said, "I mean, it's our job to help the patients, isn't it? And filling her life with joy is just a part of that, right?"

"You certainly filled her tonight." Straight Lace said, smirking, "Your joy's gonna' be leakin' out her butt for the next several hours at least."

The guard's shifts were nearly over. A new day was dawning in Ponyville.

"Now that you've experienced it once, will you be joining me next time?" Straight Lace asked.

"With Screw Loose?" Shocker asked, "I wouldn't miss it for the world."

Straight Lace smiled.

As they went their separate ways, Shocker started chuckling. The seeds of an idea were already sprouting in his mind.

"Screw Loose needs this," the gray stallion thought, "And I can teach her to be even better!"

TS III: Electric Scootaloo (a.k.a. Fried Chicken)

A squeaky cart is wheeled down the main corridor of Ponyville General. The cart stood two feet from the ground, with a cushioned top for patients to lay down on. Two thick leather straps hung over the side, unfastened. Sitting atop the cart was what looked like a white radio, with a big black knob in the middle. A couple of coiled wires were attached to it.

A metal headset was placed beside the white machine. The helmet looked like a pair of headphones, with a leather strap wrapped around it. The strap could be tightened as needed. At the bottom of each side of the helmet was an electrode, which was covered by a white, cotton cloth.

The cart was pushed by a gray stallion, who wore a guard's uniform. It was Shocker. Walking beside him was his fellow guard, Straight Lace. Shocker tried to keep the cart as quiet as possible, so as not to disturb the sleeping patients.

Stopping in front of a familiar white door with a tiny window, the brown stallion fumbled for his keys.

"You and your damned toys," Straight Lace muttered to the other guard, while unlocking the door, "I don't see what's wrong with just screwing her like we always do. It's simple."

"No, you're simple," Shocker said, as he pushed the cart past the other stallion and into the padded cell, "It's a good thing I'm here to lead you into the light of scientific progress."

Straight Lace turned on the light in the cell, before joining Shocker inside. The door closed behind them.

Screw Loose wagged her tail when she saw her two stallion friends. Their visits were the highlight of her week.

Screw Loose was still confined to her straight jacket and metal muzzle. To make things easier for the guards, the blue mare had become quite adept at walking backwards. Turning herself around, she moved in reverse towards the two stallions; her head dragging along the ground behind her as she went. She stopped in front of them, hiking her tail up to give the guards a good view of her privates.

Not tonight," Shocker said, covering the mare's pussy with her tail,"first we have experiments to perform." Screw Loose looked confused, and a bit dejected.

"Straight Lace," Shocker commanded, "Fasten her to the gurney."

"What do think I am? Your lackey?" the brown stallion asked in a surly tone.

"Just do it," the other guard replied, annoyed.

Straight Lace hoisted the blue mare up and placed her face down on the gurney. Screw Loose lay beside the white machine and helmet. She was placed on the gurney short-ways, so her legs and head hung over the cart.

"Secure her!" Shocker said.

"Yes master..." Straight Lace replied, doing his best Igor impression, "Should I also give her a sedagive?"

"Wise ass," Shocker muttered.

Straight Lace placed the straps over her back and secured Screw Loose. Once she was completely immobilized, Shocker removed the mare's muzzle. Screw Loose reveled in her increased jaw movement. She yawned and played around with opening her mouth wide.

"So Doctor Frankensteed, what's on the agenda tonight?" Straight Lace asked, "I assume your glorified bug zapper will play a pivotal role."

"This 'glorified bug zapper' as you call it is my electroconvulsive machine," Shocker said with no small amount of pride, "Through the means of this modern marvel of science, I will attempt to rehabilitate this mare."

A flash of lightning crackled outside and the sound of thunder rumbled throughout the hospital.

"I'm going to teach her how to give really good head!" Shocker said, laughing maniacally.

"Eat your heart out, Po-nas Salk," Straight Lace said, drolly.

Shocker had finished attaching the metal helmet to Screw Loose. Her tongue wagged as she panted wildly. The blue mare was enjoying the higher vantage point offered by the gurney. Her head darted around the room taking in everything she could see. It was fun for Screw Loose to see the four walls she stared at every day from a greater elevation.

Straight Lace watched as the gray pony adjusted the knobs on the machine.

"Not to be a back seat mad scientist," the brown stallion said, "but aren't you supposed to give the patient some kind of medication before you start the electroshock therapy?"

"The proper term is electroconvulsive therapy," Shocker said, haughtily.

"Then why isn't your name Convulsor?" Straight Lace asked, snidely.

"Touche" the other guard said, dismissively, "To answer your surprisingly astute question, yes, typically patients are administered suxamethonium as a muscle relaxant and atropine to inhibit salivation prior to the therapy, but we won't do that here. If things go according to plan, our friend Screw Loose is going to need tight muscle control and all the saliva she can muster with what we're going to do to her."

"Now, you're speaking my language, Shocks" Straight Lace said, rubbing his fore-hooves together.

The two ponies stared at Screw Loose. They watched her tongue wag in her mouth.

"Are you sure about this?" Straight Lace asked, "If it was my dick on the line, there's no way I'd stick it in that clap trap."

Screw Loose let out a happy bark and wagged her tail.

"that's the difference between you and me." Shocker said, "If tying it down doesn't solve the problem, you're out of ideas. My special talent has taught me that with enough stimulus, you can teach an old dog new tricks."

The strap of the helmet tightened around Screw Loose's brow and all other preparations were made. The blue mare stared up at Shocker and made two loud, happy barks. Her tongue continued to wag as she looked around the room. Copious amounts of drool fell from her mouth and onto the floor.

"First we'll test it with a dummy," Shocker said, as he pulled out a six-inch-long squeaking rubber carrot.

"A dog toy," Straight Lace chuckled, "Cute."

"It's much more than cute," Shocker said, "This will serve our needs perfectly. The carrot is the placeholder for the penis. If she bites on it too hard, the carrot will squeak. When I hear that sound, I'll send 800 milliamps worth of electrical stimulus throughout her body. We'll repeat this process until she learns to not bite down on the phallic-shaped objects placed in her mouth."

"Your momma never hugged you when you were a colt, did she?" Straight Lace asked, looking genuinely concerned for his friend.

"Suck on this carrot," Shocker said to Screw Loose as he held the chew toy in front of her face, "Don't bite it, or you'll get the shock."

"Oh," the brown stallion said sarcastically, "now that you've explained it to her, I don't see how this could possibly fail."

"Silence!" Shocker said.

Returning his focus to the blue mare, Shocker pushed the carrot into Screw Loose's mouth. She immediately bites down on it.

"Squeak!"

Shocker turns the knob. The sounds of electrical crackling bounce off the rubber walls and reverberate throughout the cell. Straight Lace stares at Screw Loose twitching. He only becomes distracted from her convulsions when he notices the lights above begin to flicker.

As soon as the electric current hit her, Screw Loose let out a pained yelp and immediately released the carrot from her mouth. She began thrashed her head up; trying to escape from the pain; to break the straps, but they held firm. The mare was so panicked that she began peeing. Her golden stream landed in a puddle on the floor. Shocker let out an exasperated sigh as he turned off the machine. The last drops of her urine dripped across the floor as Shocker wheeled the gurney over to a drier part of the cell.

"Careful Shocks," the other guard said, playing up the comedy of the situation, "Whatever you do, don't give a golden shower to the electroshocked mare; I hear that's as bad as whizzing on an electric fence."

Shocker ignored his boorish companion. "You're going to try again." he said to Screw Loose "I'm gonna put this back in your mouth. No biting."

"This will never work." the other guard said.

"Oh, ye of little faith." the gray stallion said, smiling.

Screw Loose was whimpering as the carrot approached. She shook her head violently to try and remove the helmet, but the strap held it in place. Placing his other fore-hoof on her forehead, Shocker kept the mare's head still as he pushed the carrot in a second time.

This time Screw Loose did not bite down. The carrot rested loosely in her mouth.

"Good," the gray stallion said, encouragingly, "Now I'm going to start moving it in and out slowly."

The carrot penetrated deeper into Screw Loose's mouth. She offered little resistance. The mare just stared up at Shocker, not wanting to do anything to invoke the wrath of the helmet.

Straight Lace watched as his friend paused for a moment. The carrot was deep within Screw Loose's mouth and she hadn't bitten it.

"Alright," Shocker said, his confidence building. As Shocker began to pull the carrot back out, Screw Loose thought it had become a game and bit down to prevent her toy from being taken. Straight Lace flinched, as he watched her teeth bite down hard on the phallic symbol.

"Squeak!"

Bad dog!" Shocker said as he turned the knob, "We do not bite! We do not bite!"

The blue mare's eyes welled up with tears as the white-hot heat penetrated every muscle in her body. She howled in pain. Screw Loose would have pissed herself again, but she had already voided her bladder. Straight Lace could smell the aroma of burning hair. Parts of the mare's mane had been singed by the helmet.

"Let's take it again from the top," Shocker said exasperated.

The concept was a difficult one for the mare to grasp. Screw Loose would start out fine, but she soon became distracted and forgot what she was doing. When she remembered something was in her mouth, her first instinct was to bite it. This resulted in several more squeaks followed by several more shocks and yelps of pain. With each failed attempt, Shocker increased the voltage.

Thin whisps of smoke could be seen rising from the helmet, due to its frequency of use. Straight Lace looked up at the ceiling. He hoped they didn't set off the fire alarms.

Shocker was nothing if not determined. Sweat formed on his brow. He closed his eyes and pressed one end of the carrot toy against his temple. He meditated, as he listened to the sounds of Screw Loose whimpering pitifully. He inhaled deeply the smell of the mare's singed mane.

"Alright," he said finally, "one more time."

Screw Loose whimpered more vehemently as she watched the carrot move towards her mouth.

"Come on," Shocker said, pleadingly.

Reluctantly, the mare allowed the carrot to pass between her lips. "Try to suck on it," Shocker said, "Think about what you're doing. Just don't bite or you'll get another jolt."

After so many failed attempts, the threat of more electricity kept the mare on her best behavior. She closed her eyes and focused on her task. Shocker was beaming with pride.

"Good filly! Good filly!" the gray stallion said, "Straight Lace, are you seeing this?"

The other guard surely had. The erotic display had turned him on, and he was sporting a massive boner.

"She sucks just like a porn star," Straight Lace said, his precum dripping onto the rubber floor.

"And we're just getting started." Shocker said with a smile.

After several minutes of uninterrupted sucking, Shocker pulled out the carrot. It left the greedy mare's blue maw with a wet smack of her lips.

"Good filly!" Shocker said, rubbing his hoof through her mane, "I didn't hear one squeak!"

"I think she's ready for the real thing." Straight Lace said with a smug grin.

Screw Loose felt a sense of accomplishment. She had learned how to take the carrot in her mouth without biting. She was a good dog. Her tail wagged back and forth as she panted.

The two guards looked at her, deciding who would occupy which hole.

"Be my guest," Straight Lace said, deferring the mare's mouth to his friend, "It's your experiment. Besides, I've been dying get a piece of her ass."

"In any case," Straight Lace added as he started walking behind the gurney, "She may be able to suck a carrot, but there's still no chance in tartarus that I'd let that crazy mutt's mouth anywhere near my foalmaker."

Straight Lace's stiff rod swung lazily back and forth as he took his position behind Screw Loose.

Shocker set the carrot aside and relocated himself in front of the blue mare's face. The gray guard stood on his hind legs. His dick swung in front of the Screw Loose, inches from her nose. She stretched forth her tongue and started to vigorously lick Shocker's knob.

Straight Lace was about to start preparing Screw Loose's ass, when he noticed that the mare was still wired up.

"Aren't you going to take the helmet off?" he asked Shocker.

The gray pony grinned evilly. "With some modifications, this device can be used to give pleasure instead of pain." he said. Screw Loose was oblivious to what was being said; she just kept licking Shocker's cock head like it was a runny ice cream cone.

"I don't care if you light her up like a Hearth's Warming tree," Straight Lace said, "Just promise me that when I do her up the butt it won't feel like I'm sticking a fork in a light socket."

Shocker grinned as he adjusted the knobs and turned it on. When the current shot through Screw Loose, she gasped and immediately stopped licking the guard pony's cock. The effect the helmet had on the mare was immediate. The sensation would be best described as vibrating magic fingers that worked from the inside out. Every muscle in her body was simultaneously treated to a sensual massage.

Screw Loose began to vibrate herself. Her tongue lolled in her mouth as drool shook loose, spilling on to the floor.

"Damn," Straight Lace said as he watched her privates spasm, "her pussy's drenched just from the electricity. You're machine doesn't screw around, does it?"

"No it doesn't," Shocker confirmed, reveling in his achievement.

Screw Loose let out a couple loud barks.

"You want more juice?" Shocker asked, teasing the mare.

She responded with a bark and pleading whines.

The gray stallion cranked up the power. Screw Loose began to shake. She felt tingles throughout her body. The mare couldn't tell where the electrical current stopped and where the build up to her orgasms began. The two sensations began to fuse into one. Her eyes rolled around in their head lazily as she fully gave herself to the electric elation.

Screw Loose's revery was interrupted as Shocker stuck his dick in front of the mare's nose. She picked up on the hint and put his dick in her mouth. The mare seemed determined to give a special thank you to the stallion who introduced her to these new pleasurable sensations.

What Shocker had not anticipated was how good getting sucked by a vibrating mare would feel. The current of pure pleasure traveled through Screw Loose's tongue, onto the gray stallion's cock and finally spreading throughout his body.

"Oh sweet Celestia's teat!" Shocker cried, "I feel like I'm going to blow my load right now! No mare has ever made me feel this good before! Straight Lace, you've got to try this!"

The brown stallion had been entertained to just watch Screw Loose shake as she sucked Shocker's dick, but now the other guard felt compelled to join in.

Approaching her asshole, Straight Lace stuck his tongue inside. Just like what had happened with Shocker, when the brown stallion stuck his tongue inside her ass, every fiber of his being screamed out in pleasure.

Straight Lace didn't want to remove his tongue. He just wanted to stay connected to her like that forever. Eventually though, he remembered his goal of taking her up the ass.

Separating his tongue from her blue backside caused the euphoric vibrations to cease within Straight Lace's body. Suddenly he felt very cold. Very alone; like a new born foal who's umbilical had just been cut.

Wasting no time, he set about getting his cock sufficiently lubed. This wasn't difficult, as the constant vibrations has wracked Screw Loose's body with so much pleasure, that her pussy was like a faucet. Straight Lace stuck his dick under the flow, completely coating his stallionhood in her all natural mare lube.

Every muscle in Screw Loose's body was relaxed, so when Straight Lace drove himself into her asshole, she offered little resistance.

The brown stallion was surprised to have bottomed out in her ass so quickly. As he rocked back and forth, the mare contacted her rectal muscles. She squeezed the guard's cock, milking it as hard as she could.

All three ponies were sharing the same electrical current through the mare's conduits. One in her mouth, the other in her ass.

Shocker was almost dreading his impending orgasm. Because of the electricity coursing through him, the gray stallion had spent a long time on this plateau of pleasure. He feared that when he came, it would be lost amidst the continuous high levels of bliss that he currently enjoyed.

To make the most of his body's natural pleasure dispenser, Shocker knew he needed to be disconnected when he came.
The gray stallion removed his cock. When he did so, huge deposits of saliva and drool poured from the blue mare's mouth. Screw Loose was a vibrating, drooling mess.

Now that he was separated from the current, Shocker could feel the constant tinglings of pleasure leave his body.
However, the artificial, electrical high was quickly replaced by the sensation building up within his balls and his impending orgasm.

"Screw Loose!" Shocker shouted as he jerked himself off, "Open your mouth wide! I'm gonna' cum!"

Obeying the order, the mare opened her mouth wide. Her tongue hung out the left side of her mouth.

Shocker screamed as he came. the guard's load filled up her mouth. Like a trained dog, she didn't swallow until the command was given. Due to the large quantity of spunk, it was difficult to keep it from spilling. As a result of the mare's constant shaking, jizz began spilling down the sides of her mouth. Screw Loose panted; cum covering her bottom lip. She lay there panting; waiting for the order to swallow.

"Good girl," Shocker said, "Enjoy your treat." With those words, Screw Loose swallowed Shocker's whole cum load. Using her dextrous tongue, the blue mare lapped up any traces that had stuck to her face.

"I hope you're still hungry!" Straight Lace said as he pumped her ass, "'cause I've got your second course right here!"

The brown stallion pulled out, leaving the mare with a gaping asshole.
Spinning the gurney around 180 degrees. Straight Lace looked Screw Loose in the eye.

"Alright, you dirty bitch," the brown stallion said, "Let's see you lick your shit off my cock."

Screw Loose took the stallion's member, which reeked of ass, and put it happily in her mouth.

As his dick was licked clean, Straight Lace once again felt the electric tingle permeate his body.

"I see you trust her with your foalmaker now," Shocker said smugly as he watched Screw Loose blow the other guard.
"What can I say?" Straight Lace said as he pounded the mare's face, "You're a miracle worker."

Now that Shocker was facing her backside, he paused for a moment to admire Straight Lace's handiwork. The mare's sphincter was wide open. Her rectum was working desperately to reclose itself.

Just below that was her pussy. Screw Loose didn't know how many times she had already cum. The electrical current masked where one orgasm ended and another began. Most of her femme jizz flowed down her inner thighs, but on an exceptionally powerful orgasm she would squirt when she came.

Shocker felt himself becoming hard again. He wanted to feel the tingling throughout his body once more. Leaning against the gurney, the gray guard went balls deep inside the mare's sopping, blue pussy. Even though she was focused on servicing Straight Lace's cock, Screw Loose was still considerate enough to grip and pull Shocker's shaft with her pussy lips.

All three ponies felt themselves on the verge of an intense orgasm. To intensify the experience, Shocker turned the device up to maximum. The lights in the cell flickered erratically. Screw Loose went into full body spasms. She kept her lips locked around Straight Lace's shaft, sucking it like a straw. Black smoke was emanating from the helmet. The scent of burning mane was in the air.

The two stallions continued to spit roast the mare as she lay strapped to the gurney. Straight Lace felt his whole body fill with warmth. It felt like Celestia herself was giving him a rimjob and blowing sunshine up his ass.

Shocker closed his eyes as his unrelenting assault on Screw Loose's wet snatch continued. The euphoric electrical current running though their genitals made the mare and stallion feel like a single being, rather than two connected ponies.

The two guards screamed as they simultaneously came inside Screw Loose. Straight Lace shot load after load of hot splooge directly down the mare's throat. Shocker filled her love tunnel with his own brand of foal gravy. Right as they came, the machine fried and the light burned out in the room. Two two stallions removed their dicks, then sat in the dark panting.

Screw Loose had stopped her convulsions. She just lay there in a euphoric high. The blue pony felt as though she had cum more times tonight than all her previous times combined. Shocker watched as his seed dribbled out of the mare's blue cooch.

"Success" he whispered.

As Straight Lace sat on the ground, he was now at eye level with Screw Loose. The mare leaned her head forward and affectionately licked the sweat off of the brown stallion's nose.

"Good girl," Straight Lace said, still high on his orgasm.

Both stallions were sad to learn that the electroconvulsive machine was damaged beyond repair. The hospital never found out why their old device had disappeared. It proved to be of little consequence, as the hospital had already planned for the machine to be phased out in favor of more 'humane' means of treatment.

The next day Straight Lace walked the outdoor path along the hospital grounds. Screw Loose was enjoying the sun in a fenced in area. She had to be moved out of her cell while Maintenance replaced her light fixture.

As per hospital regulations, Screw Loose's mask and straight jacket were on. the mare lay on her side looking up at the clouds. Straight Lace saw her and smiled mischievously. The guard pony walked up towards the fence. Screw Loose had her back to him and paid him no notice. The guard pony pulled out the carrot squeak toy from inside his pocket. He gave it a squeeze.

"Squeak!"

Hearing the traumatizing sound, Screw Loose reflexively panics and pisses herself. As she does so, she starts crying and yipping. Straight Lace laughs to himself as he continues his rounds. Pavlov was right.

TS IV: One for the Road

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.

TS V: None But the Lonely Hearts

The head nurse at Ponyville General was an earth pony with a pale pink mane and a white coat known as Nurse Redheart. Her cutie mark was a simple red cross with a pink heart in each of the corners. While known for her compassion, Redheart was also a no-nonsense mare that never cut corners or shirked procedures. Well, almost never.

Her one offense to the rules started several months ago.

It happened when Redheart went to check on one of the hospital's most colorful patients, Screw Loose. The sky-blue mare sat in her cell, staring at the wall. Her straight jacket and muzzle were secure for the safety of the hospital staff.

“And how are we doing today, Screw Loose?” Redheart asked, feigning interest. At the mention of her own name, the blue mare's ears twitched. Other than that, she didn't stir as she continued to stare at the wall.

Redheart looked around the cell. It was in good condition, considering the general careless nature of its lone resident.
“You must keep the orderlies busy,” Redheart said, chuckling.

The nurse approached Screw Loose and began examining her. Holding a miniature flashlight in her teeth, Redheart examined the patient's eyes.
"Pupils dilating normally," Redheart thought, "Good. Good."

As she tested Screw Loose's reflexes, the nurse let out a sigh.

"Sometimes I think you're the only pony around here I can relate to," Redheart said, "We're both confined in our own ways. Society restricts how we live our lives because we don't confine to their definition of normal."

As she pressed a stethoscope to Screw Loose's chest, the sounds of another mare's heartbeat filled the nurse with deep feelings of loneliness.

"Is this the only way I'll ever hear the heartbeat of another?" Redheart asked herself, "Through a cold and clinical instrument?"

Redheart stared into Screw Loose's eyes. The blue mare stared back, blushing.

"If I had my way, you wouldn't be kept locked up here," Redheart said, her voice quivering with emotion, "I'd want you to be free."

Redheart closed her eyes and let out a sigh.

"I'd want us all to be free," she said, sadly.

After packing up her tools, the nurse prepared to leave. Before she did though, something caught her attention.

“Well that's bizarre,” Redheart thought aloud, “If I didn't know better, I'd say that parts of your mane appear to have been singed.”

Upon closer examination, Screw Loose's mane, right above her ears, had charred tufts of hair, which appeared to be the result of small electrical burns.

“My Celestia,” Redheart said, horrified, “Who did this to you?”

It looked as though Screw Loose had suffered abuse.

"Not here," Redheart said, her heart beating fast, "Not in my hospital."

Growing more concerned, Redheart began examining the mare more thoroughly. The nurse checked for further signs of abuse or bodily trauma. Redheart laid Screw Loose on her stomach and raised her hind legs up in order to better examine her marehood.

As the nurse placed a hoof on the blue mare's vagina, she expected the patient to flinch, but she didn't. To Screw Loose, this examination was foreplay.

As Redheart spread the mare's folds, she let out a gasp. Her hymen showed signs of laceration. Blood was found in her vulva and anus. The perineum leading into the anus had also been torn.

A knot formed in the head nurse's stomach. Based on her brief physical examination, Redheart determined that Screw Loose had recently been raped.

“How could this have happened in my hospital?” Redheart said, unable to wrap her mind around this dispicable act. The nurse felt like she was going to be sick.

"Who is capable of violating something so innocent," Redheart thought. The nurse felt as though she was the victim as well.

"A mentally unstable mare has been abused and raped in Ponyville General." Redheart thought, "Who could the perpetrator be? One of the orderlies? The guards? A doctor?"

While a dozen disaster scenarios ran through the nurse's mind, Screw Loose lay there oblivious, panting happily. The blue mare didn't understand what the fuss was about. She just knew it was one of those things doctors worried about. Screw Loose felt happy that her worries, on the rare occasion she had them, were either resolved quickly, or she would forget them and move on with her life.

"I need to call the police,” Redheart said, turning to leave, "A more thorough examination needs to be conducted in order to identify the rapists."

As a result of Screw Loose's experiences with the night guards, coupled with the side effects of her shock treatment, the blue mare's libido was like a clock wound tight until the spring snapped. All it took was a little stimulation to make her horny as tartarus.

When her new marefriend turned to leave, she had failed to make Screw Loose cum. To rectify this oversight, the blue mare reasoned that they needed to spend more time together.

Being incumbered by the straight jacket, Screw Loose nevertheless managed to trip up Nurse Redheart as she turned to leave by sticking her hind leg out.

Once the nurse had tripped, Screw Loose scooted towards her, propelled by her hind legs.

Before Redheart had time to stand, the patient had already pushed the nurse up against the wall and was pressing her blue nose into the mare's white mound. Redheart was grateful Screw Loose was wearing a muzzle. The nurse didn't rule out the possibility of the patient biting her if given the chance. Redheart wouldn't have worried so much if she understood the blue mare's full intentions, .

Sticking her tongue through the grate in her muzzle, Screw Loose began lapping at Redheart's joy buzzer.

“Stop,” Redheart said, blushing, “I need to go get help for you. This is wrong. Don't do that.” Redheart wasn't sure if Screw Loose didn't comprehend the things she was saying, or if the patient was just ignoring her.

Screw Loose continued to lick the nurse's clit with enthusiasm.

"No," Redheart said, "I can't take advantage of you the way others have."

The blue mare's mouth bathed Reheart's bush in wet kisses. As the nurse stared down at Screw Loose, she no longer looked like an abused mental patient; she looked like an affectionate lover.

Redheart hated herself for enjoying this. She hated that her relationship with a patient she connected with on a personal level had been tainted by sex. Feelings of guilt and shame swept through her body and compounded every second she sat there with Screw Loose.

The blue mare stopped her slurping and tried to gauge the nurse's expression. Redheart was at halfway to an orgasm. Her lack of enthusiasm is what prompted the mare to stop in the first place.

Redheart wrestled with her libido.

"She stopped," Redheart thought, her eyes clenched tight, "Now's your chance to leave here and get her the help she needs. Forget about what she did to you. She doesn't really love you. She's just an abused mare who's recent interactions with ponies have all been rape. Screw Loose is confused. She's reaching out to you for help the only way she knows how, and you're taking advantage of her!"

Redheart stopped her inner monolog and opened one eye to look down at Screw Loose. The mare looked back up at the nurse with a confused look. The blue mare didn't know what she did wrong. She didn't understand why the nurse was resisting her attempts to give pleasure.

"I can't do this," Redheart said, trying to explain to Screw Loose, "I can't another pony to abuse you."

Screw Loose didn't feel abused. She knew what pleasure and pain were. Screw Loose's understanding of the world was that if it feels good, do it.

Sensing the nurse's apprehension, the mare rubbed her blue nose against Redheart's groin. Screw Loose looked up. Above her muzzle, her eyes were filled with love and tenderness. The blue mare's face wore an expression that conveyed the message: Nopony's meant to be alone.

"P-please," Redheart whispered. She decided she would no longer deny her body the emotional release it had been craving for so long.

"Please don't stop," Redheart said louder, as she smiled at Screw Loose, "You're wonderful."

Having been given the green light, Screw Loose lapped at Redheart's tender rosebuds with the care of an experienced lover.

"Ooooh," Redheart moaned. As her body succumbed to the pleasure engulfing her senses, she began to forget about the urgency of her objective to get help for her patient. All that mattered to the nurse now was what Screw Loose was doing to her at that very moment.

In Redheart's life, her career had always come first. Now, she was reaching middle age, having spent most of her Hearts and Hooves days alone. Her time used to be spent studying for the next medical exam; now she was managing the care of her patients.

Redheart hadn't let a mare's tongue caress her this way since her college days, and even then, it had to be kept a secret. Same gender attraction was still considered the height of taboo when she was training to become a nurse. In order for Redheart to be accepted by the prominent, conservative hospitals, she couldn't be an out in the open 'filly fooler'; not that her rigorous tests left her with much time to pursue a romance.

Now here she was, in a padded cell, receiving cunnilingus from a mare in a straight jacket, who thinks she's a dog. Trying not to dwell on the absurdity of the situation, Redheart slouched down, giving her lover better access to her honey pot.

"I meant what I said before," Redheart cooed as she stroked the mare's mane, "You're the only pony in this whole hospital I can be myself around. No deceptions. No tough exterior. Those facades don't matter to you."

Screw Loose had no idea what a 'facade' was, but see did like it while ponies talked to her while stroking her mane.
"You're a very special pony, Screw Loose," Redheart said, feeling a heat rise within her, "I love you."

The nurse began to blush as Screw Loose continued to work her magic. The muzzle began to hurt as it pressed against Redheart's marehood.

"You won't hurt me, will you?" the white mare asked as she leaned forward to remove the muzzle, "You aren't going to bite me. You just want to eat me."

Once the muzzle was off, Screw Loose lapped at the nurse's wet mound with renewed vigor. The patient sucked and nibbled on the white mare's sensitive clit. The skilled tongue alternated between slow, smooth strokes across her shimmering slit, and naughty rapid nub rubbing. Wanting to deliver a more intense sensation, Screw Loose switched up her tactics, employing everything she could remember Shocker having done to her..

The folds of Redheart's vagina parted as the blue mare inserted her tongue. The head nurse placed her hooves on the back of the patient's head, pressing her blue mouth closer against her glistening snatch. Redheart let out a long moan of pleasure.

"Don't stop!" she cried, as sweat dripped down her face, "Don't stop! It's been so long..."

Screw Loose suddenly withdrew her mouth.

"What?" Redheart asked panting, "Why'd you stop?"

Wanting to also be on the receiving end, Screw Loose turned so her dripping blue pussy was available to the nurse.

"I'm so sorry," Redheart said as she saw the starving blue snatch staring back at her, "I've been a selfish lover. Let me take care of that for you."

Redheart slid forward underneath Screw Loose. The patient was still in her straight jacket, so her torso rested on the white mare's stomach. Once they were both in a comfortable position, the two mare's began licking each others clits.

Like her career prior to today, Nurse Redheart came first.

"Oh, Screw Loose, Yes!" the white mare screamed as her ejaculate sprayed her lover in the face. Screw Loose stuck her tongue in deep as she slurped up the nurse's mare jizz.

As the waves of pleasure began to wash over her, Nurse Redheart did not abandon her lover. The mare redoubled her efforts, eating out Screw Loose to the point of her white lips going numb.

The white mare's efforts soon paid off, as Screw Loose rewarded her nurse with a face full of pussy punch. As both mares lay there, reveling in their own orgasms, femme jizz dribbled down their faces.

Nothing could kill Redheart's buzz now. That was the best sex she's ever had. Screw Loose had fallen asleep, exhausted from her efforts. Nurse Redheart cleaned up the wet spots on the rubber floor and reattached the patient's muzzle, before leaving the cell.

As she sat back in her office, the white mare thought about her experience today. Redheart played lazily with her puffy white pussy, under her desk.

She had completely forgotten about the signs or rape she discovered on her patient or the urgent need to call the police. All she could think of was that mare's expert tongue, and her own needs. As Nurse Redheart sat in thought, she wondered when she'd be able to see Screw Loose again.

That's how it started. From then on, Redheart ensured all future meetings with Screw Loose would take place at night, so as to reduce the likelihood of being caught.

A couple times a month, Redheart would sneak into Screw Loose's cell so they could enjoy some good, old fashioned filly fooling.

Occasionally, the conscientious white mare was plagued by feelings of guilt. Redheart tried to reason that it was alright because the patient was the one who instigated their relationship.

"But does she even realize what she's doing?" the nurse asked herself. "I can't keep putting myself through this. The sneaking. The deception. After this last one, I'm done."

Just like any addict, she said these words before every meeting with Screw Loose.

Tonight, when Redheart entered the blue mare's darkened cell, Screw Loose was sitting in the corner. When the blue pony saw her marefriend, the patient's tail began to wag.

"Come here, Screw Loose," Redheart said, as she lay down on the rubber floor, "Let's start the examination."

Screw Loose scooted over to her. Redheart removed her lover's muzzle and straight jacket. The only reason they were still used was to keep up appearances during the day. If Screw Loose stopped needing to wear them, then other hospital staff might start to take a closer look at her, and the last thing Redheart needed was other ponies taking an interest in the blue mare. The nurse preferred for her plaything to sit in relative obscurity when not in use.

Their bodies were illuminated by the pale moonlight as the two mares began eating each other out. Redheart thought about her situation. Through Screw Loose, the white mare was receiving the pleasure that she had been denied her whole life, due to the narrow confines of society. To her, it felt like justice.

The two mares moaned as they gyrated their hips against each others faces. Both ponies could feel their orgasms building.

Suddenly the lights to the cell came on. Redheart froze. Screw Loose, on the other hand was unfazed, and continued her cunnilingus.

The nurse stared up, horror-struck, as the cell door opened and two stallions walked in. It was the night guards.

TS VI: Redheart's Blackmail

Nurse Redheart stared at the the two stallions who had just entered the cell, closing the door behind them. They had caught the head nurse lying on top of Screw Loose; her white face was wet with the blue mare's lube. Screw Loose was oblivious to the new arrivals. She was too engrossed in pleasuring her marefriend.

For a moment, nopony said anything. The only sounds made were the schlicking, slurping sounds of Screw Loose.
“Nurse Redheart?” Shocker said, breaking the silence, “What are you doing here?”

Redheart lifted herself off of the patient. As the blue mare's lips seperated from the nurse's lower lips, there was an audible smacking sound. The white mare took a few steps towards the guards and tried her best to look professional. Not an easy task considering her face was slick with mare juice.

“I could ask you gentlecolts the same question,” she said, “What are you two doing here?”

Not flinching for an instant, Straight Lace answered the head nurse in a calm and collected tone.

“It's our shift.” the brown stallion said, confidently, “We heard some odd noises coming from the patient's cell; thought we'd check 'em out.”

Straight Lace gave the head nurse a condescending smile.

“Sure, Shocker and I came by for our usual fun with Screw Loose,” the guard thought, “but I'm not about to tell her that. With all the dirt we can use to blackmail her, we'll be set for life.”

“So you two were just making your rounds, huh?” Redheart asked smuggly, as she looked the two guards over, “Do you always patrol the halls with anal beads in your shirt pocket?”

The smile faded from Straight Lace's face. The “doggie” toy he had brought for tonight's session was peeking out of his pocket.

Screw Loose saw Shocker and barked happily. She ran up to him and licked him, making his face sticky with Redheart's love lube. Excitedly, Screw Loose turned around and hiked up her tail; presenting herself to Shocker. Straight Lace and Redheart stared at the horny mare, then back at each other.

“It seems we know each others dirty laundry,” Straight Lace said, a thin smile crossing his lips, “I'm not planning on blabbing to the board of directors; are you? Can you imagine the scandal? No. I'd hate to ruin a good thing. We'll keep our mouths shut, on one condition.”

“Here comes the blackmail,” Redheart thought.

“What's the condition?” she asked.

“We get to watch you finish,” the brown stallion said, licking his lips.

“They want to watch?” Redheart thought. A chill ran down her spine.

“And use these on her,” Straight Lace said, tossing the anal beads at the nurse's feet, “Somepony might as well have fun with them tonight.”

Shocker led the excitable mare back over to Nurse Redheart.

“We can play later,” Shocker whispered to her, “First you need to finish what you started with Nurse Redheart.”

The head nurse reluctantly crawled back on top of Screw Loose.

“Turn her blue ass around so we can see it!” Straight Lace said, loudly. He and Shocker were sitting in front of the two mares. Their backs were leaning against the wall. They stroked their cocks as they began to grow erect.

Turning Screw Loose around, Redheart looked up and stared at the two stallions jerking their meat. She tried her best to not throw up in her mouth. The nurse then hesitantly picked up the anal beads.

“Quit bein' a pussy,” Straight Lace said, “They're clean. I wash 'em after each use.”

The pleasure Redheart was feeling due to the expert oral ministrations of Screw Loose was mitigated by the revulsion she felt knowing two stallions were clopping to her.

To get the sex toy wet enough for entry, Nurse Redheart rubbed the beads against the mare's sopping blue pussy. Screw Loose let out a yip as the beads rubbed against her sensitive g-spot.

“Why don't you stick 'em in your mouth?” Straight Lace asked, “That'll get 'em really wet.”

“Up yours,” Redheart shot back.

“Ooh, kinky,” the brown stallion said, mocking her, “Maybe later, darling. Right now I just wanna' watch you two filly foolers for a bit.”

Shocker leaned next to his friend.

“We can't keep this up for long,” Shocker whispered, “What's your long term solution to the Nurse Redheart situation?”

“Leave everything to me, alright?” Straight Lace said, annoyed, “Just sit back and enjoy the show. Relax, for Celestia's sake!”

Redheart began giving Screw Loose a rimjob. Once her blue asshole was sufficiently loose, the anal beads were pressed against the entrance. The first bead disappeared inside, with a shlunk sound. Redheart continued to feed the mare's hungry ass beads, each one larger than the last. Second. Shlunk. Third. Shlunk. Fourth. Shlunk. Fifth. Shlunk.

The largest sixth bead was pushed in. Shlunk. Screw Loose's groan of pleasured pain was muffled by Redheart's muff. Her head still swimming, the blue mare continued licking the nurse's cooch.

Redheart could feel her orgasm building. She ground her clit into Screw Loose's chin. The patient stuck the full length of her tongue inside her lover's vagina. The white mare's inner walls caressed and fondled the tongue.

Redheart lowered her head and began eating out Screw Loose. The white mare's tongue gently massaged her lover's pleasure sensor. The blue mare felt bliss from both holes. Her ass twitched as her rectal walls gripped the beads.

Watching this act of cunnilingus got Shocker thinking.

“I remember reading where the tongue is the strongest muscle in a pony's body,” Shocker said.

“We should test it out,” Straight Lace said.

“How?” the other guard asked.

“Let's take those two mares and put something heavy on their tongues,” Straight Lace said, gesturing to his penis, “Then we see if they can lift them.”

Shocker smiled then turned his head back to watch the two mares finish.

“Haven't you ever watched a porn before?” Straight Lace chastised the nurse, “Let's here some dirty talk.”

Redheart could not bring herself to acknowledge the stallion's presence, but she was willing to talk filthy to her lover.

“You like it in the ass, don't you baby?” Redheart asked as she rubbed a fore-hoof across Screw Loose's vagina, “Oooh, Luna yes! Keep licking my pussy! You're gonna' make me cum!”

Redheart grabbed the anal bead ring in her teeth and pulled out the largest one. She also did this to occupy her mouth in order to avoid having to say anymore cheesy porno lines.

Screw Loose loved the sensation of her sphincter enveloping the bead as it left her ass. She showed her gratitude by continuing to lick the mare's white pussy until Redheart came on her face.

The nurse was still gripping one end of the anal beads in her teeth. When she orgasmed, Nurse Redheart arced her head backwards, overcome with pleasure. As she did so, the anal beads were removed from the blue mare's ass in quick succession.

The stimulation of the bead's removal was too much for the patient. Screw Loose came, howling while squirting Redheart's chin and neck with her clit spit.

Redheart rolled onto the ground, panting. The two mares were covered in sweat and exhausted. As they were still basking in their respective afterglows, the two stallion's started to approach them.

Without looking at them, Redheart addressed the stallions.

“Did you get your jollies off?” she asked irritatedly, “I did what you asked, so we're done now.”

The head nurse looked up. She let out a gasp. The stallion's cocks were rock hard.

“Deal's changed,” Straight Lace said, menacingly, “You two bitches finished before we did. We still need to cum; only your performance made us too horny to just be spectators, so we're going to join you for round two.”

TS VII: The Shocking Conclusion

Nurse Redheart was in over her head. She knew she needed to stand her ground.

“No,” she said, blushing, “I'm not into stallions.”

“You don't have to be into stallions,” Straight Lace said, threateningly, “You just have to let stallions into you.”

Shocker tried to talk his friend out of raping the head nurse.

“Give it up. She doesn't swing that way,” the gray stallion explained, “She's a lesbian.”

“A lesbian!” Straight Lace said in tone of mocking shock, “Don't worry, I know how to cure that. I just need to inject you with some of my wonder drug. Luckily for you, my instrument is primed and ready.”

“You're a pig,” Redheart said, spitting at his feet.

Straight Lace ignored the blatant disrespect and continued his threatening sales pitch.

“I can fix your filly fooling; it just takes one prick,” the brown stallion said with an evil smile, “I would say that you won't even feel a thing, but we both know that's a lie.”

Straight Lace stared hungrily at Nurse Redheart as precum leaked from his cock onto the rubber floor.

“This is wrong,” Shocker said, remorsefully, “Straight Lace, let's just go. You can't force her.”

“You are such a hypocrite,” the brown guard shot back, “You turned Screw Loose into a brainless cock sock. I'm just trying to show this stuck up dyke what she's missing.”

Shocker was silenced. “Am I any better than him?” he asked. The gray stallion became morose when he couldn't answer the question. He wondered if his actions towards Screw Loose had been worse than the other guard's threats of rape.

"No," Shocker said, apprehensively, "I never hurt her. We only did what she wanted to do..."

"The first time you two met, you raped her in the ass," Straight Lace, laughed mirthlessly, "You made the bitch bleed." The brown stallion was egging on his friend's guilt, his goal being to knock Shocker off of his metaphorical high horse.

“I raped her ass,” Shocker repeated, as the weight of his crimes against Screw Loose beat down upon him, “The shock therapy... Oh, Celestia, what have I done?!”

Shocker crouched on the ground with his fore-hooves pressed against his head. The months of atrocities he had inflicted on Screw Loose came rushing back in a wave of regret deep enough to drown him. He started crying, without shedding tears. Shocker was feeling true sorrow and remorse.

Sensing the stallion's despondency, Screw Loose came over to cheer him up. Shocker was not mentally well. His guilt over what he had done to Screw Loose had left his psyche as fragile as a fabrigie egg.

“I never hurt you, did I?” Shocker asked the blue mare, looking slightly insane, “You liked everything I did to you, didn't you?” Shocker needed everything to be alright. He had to make sure that his choices had no adverse effects on the blue mare.

Screw Loose didn't acknowledge his questions. She just put his flaccid dick in her mouth and started sucking.

Shocker no longer cared about the conflict between Nurse Redheart or Straight Lace. Screw Loose was his world now. He only cared about her, and he couldn't live with the idea that his actions had mentally-decimated an already unstable mare.
The gray stallion stroked her mane as she sucked his cock.

“Good baby,” Shocker whispered to her, “You know I never meant to hurt you. You forgive me, right? Tell me everything's going to be okay.”

Straight Lace stared mesmerized at the mental breakdown of his friend.

“Discord's balls,” Straight Lace muttered, “Shocks has really lost it. I'm gonna' need to fit him with his own jacket when this is over.”

Meanwhile, Nurse Redheart was looking for a way out. To get to the only exit, she had to pass through Straight Lace. The brown stallion suddenly seemed to remember his original objective and started advancing on Nurse Redheart.

Straight Lace tackled the nurse to the ground. The stallion's special talent was restraining ponies, after all.

“I guess we'll have to do this the hard way,” Straight Lace said, as he wrestled the mare to stop her from escaping, “Fortunately for you, I'm hard enough for the both of us!”

With those words the brown guard unceremoniously penetrated her marehood. Nurse Redheart screamed.

“Please stop!” she cried, “Don't do this!”

"Damn, you're tight," Straight Lace said, ignoring her, "I'll bet that crazy bitch's tongue can't compare to a real stallion's cock!"

Holding her back down with one hoof, Straight Lace reached out and dragged the anal beads closer. He stared with sick anticipation at the white, puckered asshole before him.

“When I finish with you,” the brown stallion said as he continued pounding her pussy, “You'll wonder what you ever saw in mares!”

Shocker was completely removed from reality. The gray stallion stared blanky as his friend raped Nurse Redheart. He watched as the brown stallion began inserting anal beads inside the nurse. The white mare was twitching and trying to fight back.

"No!" Redheart cried, "Not my ass! Take it out!"

As Shocker watched the disturbing scene, Screw Loose continued deep-throated his cock.

“It'll be alright,” Shocker said reassuringly to the brown stallion, “It doesn't matter what you do to her now. As long as she forgives you and loves you in the end, everything else will be fine. That's what Screw Loose taught me. Auugh!”

Shocker groaned as he came in Screw Loose's mouth. She swallowed his seed and continued to suckle his cock head. The mentally-damaged stallion was so emotionally drained by the horror of his own actions, that he lay on his back, not moving.

Redheart's mind was reeling. This violation of her body was more than she could bear. Straight Lace had inserted all six anal beads inside her. He would intermittently tug on them; not hard enough to remove them, but hard enough to give her ass additional stimulation.

In spite of her sexual orientation, Redheart could feel her body begin to betray her.

"No," she thought as she cried, "I can help it. I'm cumming!"

The head nurse came on Straight Lace's cock. Her mare jizz made his merciless plowing of her pussy easier. To amplify her climax, Straight Lace yanked the anal beads out. there were six quick popping sounds. The nerve endings in her sphincter reacting to the beads caused the mare an intense arousal. Redheart groaned. The anal stimulation felt so good. She was afraid that on some level, she was enjoying this experience.

"You liked that, didn't you, baby?" Straight Lace cooed, "I guess another special talent of mine is to turn dykes straight!"

The feel of the lesbian's femme jizz coating his cock made the brown stallion hornier than ever. Sensing that he was getting close to orgasm, Straight Lace called the blue mare over.

“Come here, Screw Loose,” Straight Lace said as her pulled his dick out of Nurse Redheart, “I've got a treat for you.”

Screw Loose walked over and sat to the right of Nurse Redheart, who was crying. Screw Loose licked the tears off her face.
Straight Lace walked around until he was facing the two mares.

“Get ready, bitches!” Straight Lace commanded, “Here it comes!”

The two mares looked up as Straight Lace ejaculated on both of them. Redheart closed her eyes and didn't move. She was beaten down to the point where she didn't care anymore. She just wanted to die.

Splooge landed in both mare's manes and on their faces. Screw Loose eagerly held her mouth wide open. Straight Lace made sure to shoot a couple strands onto the blue mare's tongue.

Screw Loose licked up all the cum that landed on her. She then leaned over to Nurse Redheart and began licking the cum off her as well. The white mare didn't move. She was mortified.

"You bitches are hot," Straight Lace said, sitting down on his haunches, "You're so hot, I think I'd better cool you down."

With that, Straight Lace released his bladder and began peeing on the two mares. Redheart sobbed as Screw Loose held her mouth open, filling it with the stallion's warm urine. After swallowing a mouthful, she started licking the crying nurse's piss-soaked face.

Shocker, who had been out of it for the past few minutes, came to when he saw Straight Lace pissing on Screw Loose. The gray stallion's blood began to boil.

"Stop that!" Shocker barked.

"I'm just putting these bitches in their place," Straight Lace said as he continued to give the mares a golden shower.

As his stream of piss splashed against Nurse Redheart's mane, Straight Lace mocked and taunted her.

"I'm just a lowly guard," the brown stallion said, "I didn't spend a ton of money and time to get a high paying job like you. If the Screw Loose scandal gets out, you have so much more to lose than I do, which makes me the boss. If you want to keep your job and your freedom, then you'll play ball."

Straight Lace's stream reduced to a trickle. He approached the white mare who was shaking with revulsion. He used a hoof to raise her head so she was looking at him. They stared into each others eyes. He saw her emotionally-beaten, cum-stained, piss-soaked face. She saw his steely eyes and look of sadistic cruelty.

"If word gets out that you sexually-abused a mental patient under your care, I can't see the judge being very lenient," Straight Lace said, with a smug smile, "But maybe you'd like to serve time in a mare's prison? I bet a pretty dyke like you will have all the filly foolers forming a line outside your cell."

Straight Lace's taunts were interrupted as he was thrown to the ground. Shocker was standing over him. The gray stallion's eyes rolled around in his head, before fixing themselves on Straight Lace. The gray guard had a psychotic smile on his face.
The brown pony was too shocked and horrified to speak. The other stallion's mind had snapped. Seeing Screw Loose being abused sent him over the edge. Shocker was barking mad.

Straight Lace was about to speak, when the gray guard reached down and bit the other stallion on the neck. Straight Lace screamed, blood trickling out his mouth as Shocker tore into his jugular vein.

Redheart screamed and scooted away from the violence, back towards the wall. Screw Loose let out several pitiful whines. She pisses herself and retreated back to cower in a corner of her cell.

Straight Lace convulsed as blood gurgled in his mouth. After a few moments of twitching, the brown guard was dead. Shocker had ripped his throat out.

The gray stallion stood there panting, his mouth covered in blood. Stepping over Straight Lace's body, Shocker looked at Screw Loose. Their eyes met. She stopped shaking in fear. Shocker let out a commanding bark. Screw Loose knew what he wanted and moved herself over to him, displaying her privates.

The stallion wastes no time in mounting his mate. The two engaged in raw, animalistic sex. Shocker had lost the capacity for rational speech or thought. The two just growled and grunted as the gray stallion drove his member into Screw Loose's depths. The two ponies were panting happily; their eyes in an unfocused state of bliss.

Shocker playfully nipped at his lover's ear, causing her to let out a high pitched yip. The stallion rubbed his mouth on Screw Loose's back, staining her coat with Straight Lace's blood.

Redheart sat horror-struck at the madness on display before her eyes. One stallion lay dead in a pool of his own blood. The other two ponies were screwing like wild dogs.

Screw Loose and Shocker both let out a loud howl as they came. The stallion shot his seed deep inside the mare as her juices coated his cock. The two ponies then slumped to the ground, exhausted. Shocker kept his dick inside as the two lovers basked in their afterglow.

It was several weeks later. An investigation was conducted on the Screw Loose incident. Nothing could ever be traced back to Nurse Redheart. All responsibility was placed on Straight Lace and Shocker. The former of which was dead, and the latter was in no condition to tell the truth.

As the head nurse, Redheart had to take some responsibility for allowing two guards to rape a mental patient. Though she was forced to comply with certain disciplinary measures, she was still allowed to keep her job.

Shocker was committed to the mental wing of Ponyville General. He was given an adjacent cell next to Screw Loose. Both patients were forced to wear muzzles and straight jackets. They spent their days howling longingly for each other; their faces pressed against their walls.

Redheart kept her rape a secret. Some nights in her office, the memories would come flooding back, and she'd cry. The white mare never made contact with Shocker or Screw Loose again.

We show a hallway shot of Nurse Redheart leaving for home. That shot fades to a final view of the hospital exterior It's late at night, after regular hospital hours. All patients are asleep. Well, all except for two. Howls ring out through the night as we pan out on the hospital and fade to black.

The end.