Fall of Equestria: Choices

Two days earlier

Fine looked out at the camp, seeing everypony scrambling to get their things in place and move out. He did the same for his family.

“There’s no time to lose,” he said to his wife and daughter as he gathered their meager belongings. Meadow bent over to pick up the last satchel, while Fine’s eyes strayed to her bottom. He felt a bulge growing in his pants as he stared, then he shook himself. No time for that now, he thought to himself. We have to get moving! But Meadow stood up and turned, and caught him staring. She frowned as conflicted feelings coursed through her.

If only he hadn’t fucked that slut! “Let’s go,” was all she finally said to him. As she turned to her daughter to make sure she was also ready, she caught her, in turn, staring at Fine, and her heart sank. “Blossom? You okay?”

Blossom startled and looked up at her mother. “I’m fine, Mom. just...a little preoccupied.”

Meadow’s eyes narrowed. “Alright. Just...remember what we talked about before.”

Blossom gave her a look, then gradually turned it into an innocent smile. “About what, Mom?”

That “smile” disturbed her even more, but she determined not to show it. “You know. C’mon, everypony is waiting for us.” She adjusted her pack and trotted to catch up with the rest of the group as her daughter and husband fell in behind her.

***********

“Where are we going, Boss?” asked Dusty.

The big stallion kept his eyes on the path ahead as he answered. “Somewhere far from here.” Realizing all the others were listening as well, he added, “We’re going to meet up with another group. Hopefully, they haven’t been discovered yet.”

Dusty adjusted his pack and shifted his spear from one hand to the other, thinking. Then, trying to keep the worry from his voice, he said, “Are they far?”

“No, not very far. Now shut up, I’m trying to think.”

Soon there was only the sound of their hooves rustling in the fallen leaves, and the occasional snap of a twig as somepony stepped on it. The Sun was well above the horizon by now, as its rays shone brightly through the dappled trees. If they weren’t all on the run for their very lives, the scene might have been peaceful.

Their group was about twenty ponies, including Fine and his family, along with Pinkie. Zecora had been told of their plans, so she was not among them, having business of her own to do apart from the group.

It would prove to be their undoing.

**********

“Ahhh...you’re getting better, bitch,” sighed King Dainn as Celestia swallowed his load and smiled.

“Thank you, Master.”

A sudden slap threw her to the floor. “But you still haven’t learned to only speak when commanded.” He got to his feet and pulled his pants up, ignoring her beginning to sob. Speaking to his counselors, he said, “What’s this I’m hearing about some dead soldiers?”

The counselors all looked nervously at each other, then one finally spoke up. “Yes, your Majesty, some rebels killed them last night in the Everfree Forest. We have a team looking for them now.”

“Bring me to them. Now.”

“Yes, your Highness!”

***********
Zecora adjusted her cloak and knocked on the back door of Sugarcube Corner. She knew it was risky venturing into Ponyville, even at night, but she had to make contact with the Cakes for supplies. After a few moments, the door opened and Mr. Cake gestured her inside.

“You took an awful chance coming here tonight, Zecora,” said he once the door was closed.

“The choice was mine to make. Sometimes, there are risks we must take.” She pulled the hood down and looked at him. “I cannot long linger at your door. Have you the goods we asked for?”

Mr. Cake stared at the floor a moment before answering. Then, he squared his shoulders and met her eyes. “Yes, I have them. Follow me.” He turned and led the way to the basement. Opening the door, he said, “They’re down there. E...everything you need.” Zecora allowed a brief glance of worry to cross her features as she looked at him. He wasn’t acting like himself tonight. Just as she was about to ask him what was the matter, he suddenly grabbed her arm and shoved her down into the darkness. “I’m sorry,” he whispered. He flipped on the light just before he closed the door. Zecora landed at the bottom of the stairs. Shaken, she lifted her head, only to see several Caribou soldiers standing there.

The leader smiled down at her. “Hello, slut. You’re going to tell us all you know.” Turning to his men, he said, “Drag her outside.”

************

Zecora screamed as the lash came down on her naked back once again.

“I’m only going to ask you one more time, slut! Where. Did. They. GO?!?” The Caribou added another vicious slash of the whip as he spoke.

“Please!” sobbed Zecora, “I do not know. They did not tell me where they’d go!”

“Liar!” screamed the Caribou. Then he stepped back and stared down at the helpless mare. “If the lash won’t loosen your tongue, maybe being blanked will!” Turning to his men, he said, “Take her headquarters and perform the ritual. She'll tell us all she knows then.”

“No!!” screamed the zebra mare. “Anything but that!”

“Then speak!”

Zecora tried to adjust her bound wrists as she sobbed, “North.” Her breath hitched as she added, “North to the boundary of the Forest. There’s a cave there where other Resistance fighters are waiting.”

The big Caribou smiled, and said, “You mean ‘traitors.’” Turning once again to his troops, he added, “Take her with us. I’m sure they’ll want to thank her for telling us where they are.” Then he smiled again as he looked down upon her. “But we have a little time. You’re going to learn what it means to lie to your masters. Boys?”

Zecora looked up in horror as several Caribou surrounded her, and took their cocks out. She curled herself into a ball and whispered, “N...no. Please...please don’t do this!”

The leader reached down and pulled her up by her mohawk, which made her cry out again. “What are you complaining about? You did say ‘anything but that,’ didn’t you?” She looked up at him with pleading eyes and nodded her head as best she could.

The leader brought his cock up to her face. “That’s what I thought. Now, open wide!”

“Why are you wasting time with that slut?!”

The leader spun around to see who had dared to interrupt him, only for his face to lose color once recognition settled in. He immediately let go of the zebra mare and bent on one knee, as did all the other Caribou. “Your Highness! I did not know you were in the area!”

King Dainn glowered down at him and said in a low voice, “Word reached me of the incompetence on display here in this shithole town, where rebels killed three of my subjects! And instead of immediately looking for them, I find you here fucking some zebra bitch?!?”

The leader’s face blanched further as he stammered, “W...we were just teaching her a lesson about-”

“No excuses!” Dainn roared. “Find those rebels, or I’ll get someone who can!”

“Yes, your Highness!” Quickly, he got to his feet, stuffed his cock back in his pants and began issuing orders to his troops. They all almost fell over themselves in adjusting their trousers, picking up their weapons and falling in line, ready to march, joining the others who had been hidden outside of Sugercube Corner.

“Move out!” he ordered, as they all hastened to obey. Soon, the area was empty, save for the King, his retinue, and the single mare.

Zecora lay at the King’s feet, grateful for the interruption, but knowing she was probably in worse trouble than before. She closed her eyes and waited, not daring to make a sound. She heard them leaving, and had time to feel faint hope arise within her when she heard one say, “What shall we do with this rebel, your Highness?” She opened her eyes and looked at them. The King had stopped and was regarding her.

“Bring her.”