“Do you trust me, sweetie?”
Answering with her mother's cock lodged deeply against her diaphragm wasn’t the easiest of tasks, so Twilight settled for a simple nod.
Sure, her mother could be rough sometimes, and more often than not, her ministrations actually did cause Twilight physical pain. It wasn’t out of any particular ill will on Velvet’s part--to the contrary, actually--She was just a bit more...enthusiastic than most when expressing her love for her daughter.
Velvet had always been diligent in her treatment of Twilight after their ‘activities’ however; healing bruises, fractures, and dislocations with a multitude of well-practiced spells, often with the occasional hug, and an “I love you” thrown in for good measure. This sudden inquiry gave Twilight pause. Her mother had not taken her input into account before, usually opting for a more ‘silent and physical’ approach to her advances, not that Twilight minded anyway. The addition of this extra step broke their routine, and with it, the filly’s concentration.
Velvet pulled herself partway out of Twilight, her flare causing a visible ridge to make it’s way down from Twilight’s chest into her abdomen. The absence of cock left a void that was quickly filled with lungs, and organs, and oxygen, all the parts necessary for Twilight to think correctly again.
Of course she trusted her mother, what a ludicrous notion! She loved her mother with all of her heart...and occasionally all of her body as well. Besides what happened during sex, her mother had never given Twilight any reason to believe otherwise, filling her role of ‘doting parent’ to the fullest extent, and sometimes beyond so. It would stand to reason then, that whatever Velvet had planned, Twilight would be able to handle. She looked up into her mother’s warm gaze.
“I trust you, mommy.”
Velvet craned her neck forward, giving Twilight a deep kiss on the lips before pushing back into her child.
“Alright then.”
It was as if a switch had been thrown. A once deep and loving gaze became a piercing leer. Twilight felt her mother’s body tense dramatically as she released her magical grip on her daughter’s forelegs, wrapped one of her own forelegs tightly around the filly’s neck, and roughly grabbed the top of Twilight's head with the other, placing an inhibitor ring on her horn, so as to disrupt any spells that might be cast.
Twilight began to panic as her airway was closed off. This was all wrong! Never once had her mother ever went so far as to suffocate her, preferring to keep the pain inflicted more physical and torso-oriented. Her hooves came up to clutch at the foreleg around her neck, but it was as if her mother were made of steel as she continued to constrict her neck tighter and tighter against her chest. She tried to speak, but all that came out was a weak gurgle as Velvet started rocking into Twilight’s lithe form again.
She felt her lungs take a back seat as they were again and again pressed upon and pushed out of the way by her mother’s substantial cock. Her stomach bulged out from the intrusion as she was made nothing more than a sleeve for Velvet’s pleasure. Twilight started to cry as the pain became too great, both on her battered insides and her tortured neck. Hadn’t she been a good filly? Was she not good enough? What had she done to deserve this? Her body spasmed as it shook with airless sobs.
Velvet fucked her harder.
She began to see flecks at the corners of her vision as she felt a lateral force on her neck. Her mother was twisting her head! Cartilidge and ligaments strained as Twilight fought to keep her head straight. Her horn fizzled as she attempted a teleportation spell, but ultimately failed from her lack of concentration and inhibiting ring on her horn. She thrashed about in Velvet’s iron grip as she tried to get those vice like forelegs off of her, to take a breath, to do anything. It hurt so much!
She tried again to say something, anything, that might get her mommy to stop, but nothing came out of her mouth save for a pitiful squeak. The pressure on her head increased, and Twilight felt something in her neck give. She was trying so hard to resist, to stay alive. Her vision began to dim and she felt ringing in her ears as she was wrenched about in Velvet’s stranglehold, not able to take even a single breath. Whatever she did, she was sorry for, she didn’t mean it, please don’t do this mommy I love you I don’t want to die please make it stop I’m so scared--
Snap.
Twilight awoke to a peppering of light kisses. Opening her eyes, the butterflies in her vision slowly dissipated as her view was filled with her mother’s face. Unable to control herself, she flinched away from Velvet as the recent memories came flooding back to the forefront of her mind. She was scooped up in a gentle embrace as her mother cradled her as if she were made of glass.
Twilight began to cry.
She had been so scared! Never before had her mommy hurt her in such a way before--not at least without at least giving her some warning beforehand. Even though Velvet would hurt her, she would always do so with her gentle smile and touch, each kiss reminding Twilight of her mother's, albeit unconventional, love for her youngest.
This time was different.
There were no reassuring touches, no gentle kisses to ease Twilight into the pain. No; her mommy's eyes had been hard and calculating, indifferent and unheeding of her daughter's struggles. It was so scary! She buried her face into her mother's chest, grasping for the closest source of possible comfort as she cried. She would be a good daughter! She would do anything to ensure that her mommy didn't scare her like that again.
Twilight's thoughts were interrupted as she felt something wet make impact with her fur. Looking up, she saw that Velvet was crying. Why was she crying too? It was Twilight who had been the bad filly, hadn't it? Reaching up to wipe away a tear from her mother’s face, she gave the elder a kiss on the cheek.
“Don't cry mommy, I promise I'll be good next time, okay?” Twilight flinched away as her mother's eyes once again went unnaturally cold.
“Don't you ever blame yourself for this, do you hear me?” Shaking, Twilight nodded.
Gaze softening, Velvet brought twilight into a fierce hug.
“You were so brave, my little Sparkle. So, so brave.” She began to rock Twilight as she continued, voice catching in her throat. “I will always love you no matter what, don't ever forget that, sweetie.”
The epithet brought Twilight back to the first question her mother had asked her.
Do you trust me?
“Why, mommy?” Twilight had a heartbroken expression on her face; She couldn't understand.
“Oh sweetie.” Velvet began, stroking her daughter behind the ears. She took a shaky breath. “You know how mommy is...different from the other mares, right?”
Twilight nodded. Most mommies only had one set of reproductive parts, instead of two.
“Mommies that are like this get certain...urges that others do not. Do you understand?”
Twilight “hmm’ed” an affirmative. “I think so. It's kinda like when I get magic surges, right? I just hafta let it all out!” she grinned.
“Sort of.” Velvet chuckled, patting Twilight on the head. “It's like a pressure that builds up, and it can only be released when I do certain things.--”
“Oh, oh, like when I get headaches behind my horn, and no matter what spells I do, it doesn't go away?” Twilight was bouncing now.
“Exactly. You just haven't found your catharsis spells yet. Don't be afraid of telling me what your triggers are if they make you uncomfortable, alright? It wouldn't do for you to be causing any unnecessary damage now, would it?” Velvet bopped the tip of Twilight's horn, eliciting a gasp from the smaller unicorn.
“Speaking of, I feel I should apologize. Not just for tonight, but for other times as well. I found that my...catharsis point was reached through the more...fun times we had together” Velvet winced. “I know you're a big filly now, and I should have explained to you what was going on. It probably wasn't the most fun for you now, was it?” She rubbed the back of her neck, thinking to the times she got too enthusiastic with her daughter. There had been a lot of bandages and kisses that night.
Velvet felt small legs wrap around her midsection. Twilight was looking up at her with watery eyes.
“It's okay mommy. Even though it would hurt a little, you always made me feel like your little princess later!” She rested her head on her mother's chest, looking pensive for a moment. “Just promise me one thing.”
“Anything, Sweetheart.”
“Warn me before you kill me next time, okay? My neck still hurts.” Twilight explained with a slight grimace.
Velvet gave a kiss to her daughter's forehead. “I promise, Princess. I promise.”
