Fall of Equestria: Choices

Big Mac was startled out of a deep sleep by the sound of somepony knocking on his front door. He turned and looked at the clock: four am. Who could it be at this hour? A dozen scenarios went through his mind, the least pleasant of these being a visit from the local Caribou magistrate. He’d been as careful as he could with Applejack in trying to get her to at least pretend she accepted the way things are, but maybe he’d been too careless, and word had gotten out. There was nothing to do now but go open the door and face whatever awaited him. He threw on some pants and a shirt and made his way downstairs.

When he opened the door he was shocked to see a stallion he didn’t recognize standing there. “What is it?” Mac asked.

The stallion appeared to be extremely nervous and looked around before answering. “I…need your help.”

Mac looked down at him. “My help? To do what?”

The stallion hesitated, then said, “To escape.”

Mac’s face lost color and he splayed his ears back as he said, “I can’t help you,” and went to shut the door. But the stallion wedged himself into the doorway.

“Please! I know you’re protecting your sisters! We need your help!”

At these words Mac’s heart skipped a beat as rage overtook him. Grabbing the stallion by the arm, he practically pulled him in off his feet and slammed the door. He then gripped him by the neck and pushed him up against the wall. “Where did you hear that?!” he growled.

The stallion tried to force Mac’s hand off his neck as he wheezed, “From…from a mare …outside in the field! Please, I…have…a daughter! You…you have to help us!”

At this Mac released him and he slid down the wall. “Who are you?”

The stallion coughed as he tried to catch his breath. “I’m…Fine Print. My (cough!) wife and I are trying to get our daughter out of here and somewhere safe.”

Just then there was the sound of hoofsteps on the stairs behind them. Mac turned to look, and there stood his sister Applejack, staring at the scene before her.

“What’s going on, Mac?”

“Nothing, AJ. This stallion was just leaving.”

Applejack came all the way down the stairs and walked forward. She was clad in a black collar, but little else. Her ample breasts swayed as she walked, then she stopped in front of Fine. He averted his eyes and Applejack’s face lit up a bit when she saw this.

“Ah heard what you told Mac, stranger. Where’s your family?”

“AJ, no! We can’t trust him!” Applejack looked at him.

“We cain’t turn him away, not when he’s got a family, Mac.” She then addressed Fine again. “Where are they?”

Fine indicated with his head, “Outside, by the fence near the Forest. I told them to wait a few minutes, but my wife is anxious to get away.”

“Help him up, Mac.”

Mac scowled, but then reached down and gripped Fine’s hand and pulled him to his feet. “You better not be lying to us,” he said in a dark voice full of implications.

Fine shook his head. “I’m not lying, but we have to hurry. I told my wife to run if I was gone longer than five minutes.”

Mac looked at Applejack, then sighed and said, “I’ll come with you. I need to get that mare out of the field, anyway.” Grabbing a leash off the wall, he gestured for Fine to precede him. Turning one last time to his sister, he added, “I hope this isn’t a mistake.” Then he followed Fine out the door.

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Every minute seemed like an eternity to Meadow. At each passing second, her anxiety grew. What was going on inside that farmhouse? Was the farmer going to betray them? What were she and Blossom to do if that happened? All these thoughts plagued her as she nervously paced.

Her daughter watched her pace, then said, “It will be alright, Mom. Dad will get us out of this.”

Meadow snorted, then said under her breath, “I’m not sure we can trust him.”

“Wait, what? What do you mean?”

Catching herself, she turned to her daughter and said, “Forget I said that, sweetie. Your father makes mistakes, but he loves you and won’t let you down.”

Blossom never took her eyes off her mother’s face, and said, “You’re angry with him, aren’t you?”

Meadow stopped pacing and sighed. “Yes, but that’s between me and him. It will be alright.”

“If you say so.”

Meadow turned and looked at her daughter. They’d yet to speak about what had happened in her room, what they’d caught her doing. A sick feeling enveloped Meadow’s heart when she thought about it, for it had looked like her little girl had been…enjoying herself. A surge of rage overtook her as well, and she remembered with satisfaction the sight of her husband smashing in that pervert’s face. She never would have pictured him doing something like that, and for a moment she allowed a warm feeling towards him to surface when she realized he’d done it to protect his daughter. If only he hadn’t had sex with that tramp! Males were so weak when it came to mares! Then she wondered if that had been the first time he’d betrayed her? She shook her head to clear it of the doubts that threatened to overwhelm her.

She considered the time. Five minutes had come and gone and there was still no sign of Fine returning. Just as she was about to take their daughter and leave, she heard movement. It was Fine! He ran up to her, started to hold her but at the last moment pulled his hands back, knowing instinctively she didn’t want to be touched. Not by him.

“Sorry it took so long, but I think they’re going to help us,” he said as he indicated the apple farmer behind him. Meadow looked at the big stallion. His face was hard to read in the moonlight, but he didn’t look happy.

“Y’all head on into the house; I’ll be there soon,” he said. Fine and his family picked up their things and walked back to the farmhouse, as Mac sullenly watched them. This was trouble he didn’t need, on top of trying to deal with Applejack and all these mares. He sighed, climbed the fence, and walked over to Golden. She sat up when she heard him approaching. He stopped and took in the bucket that was sitting beside her. “They gave you water?”

Golden looked up at him with frightened eyes and stammered, “Y…yes Master, he did. Sorry, Master!” She bent down and put her head on his hooves. “Please don’t beat this mare!”

Mac stared down at her. In truth, he hadn’t meant to leave her out here for this long, but with so many mares to take care of he’d lost track of the time. But it wouldn’t do to let her know that. “Stand up.”

She jumped up to her hooves and stood there shivering. She flinched as he put his hands to her neck and unlocked the chain, then fastened the leash to her collar. He then turned and walked in the direction of the barn, forcing her to follow.

They’d almost cleared the field when she stumbled, and quick as a snake he spun around and caught her before she fell. She held onto him for a moment and looked up into his eyes.

“Th…thank you, Master.”

He stared at her for a moment. He couldn’t help himself. Her mane was wet, her lips full and inviting, and she was completely naked. He felt his member growing as he realized he could do anything, anything at all to this mare, right now…

“Master?” she whispered.

It had been so long since he’d been with anyone. When the Caribou came, he was one of the few males that had not been affected by their magic and he still retained his own thoughts concerning females. But he wasn’t immune to them either.

As he held her, she bit her bottom lip, then ran a hand over his crotch, keeping her eyes on his as she did so. This was what she’d been punished for earlier and she was taking a great risk. But the feel of his swollen cock pushing through his pants made her gasp.

“Pleeease, Master…let this mare service you…she promises not to tell your sister.” She then slid to her knees and unbuckled his belt as he watched her.

Slowly, she pulled down his pants and underwear, and his shaft popped up and swayed in front of her. She gasped again as she saw the sheer size of it, then brought one of her hands up and gripped it. He cried out as she held it up and out of the way as she licked his balls while stroking him.

“Ahhhhhh,” she moaned as she ran her tongue up its length, then flicked the sensitive area under the head with it, causing him to twitch. “Relax, Master…I’ll be really good,” she whispered. Then, taking a deep breath, she wrapped her lips around him and slowly slid him in to her throat, massaging his shaft with her throat muscles. She then began bobbing her head up and down, up and down while caressing his orbs.

“Mmmmf, mmmf, mmmf…”

Right away, he began throbbing and brought his hands up to place them on either side of her head. She pushed him all the way past her throat as he began to spurt load after load into her. She then pulled back and let him shoot into her mouth, filling it with his creamy cum. He cried out and his legs shook as she suckled him, draining him for every…last…drop. She sat back on her haunches and closed her eyes, moaning as she rolled his seed over her tongue, savoring it.

“Master is…delicious…” Her pussy was dripping as she brought her fingers up to herself. She stared at his still erect member and said, “Is Master finished with this mare?” She then turned around and spread her legs, presenting herself with her head on the ground. “Please…”

Mac turned and looked at the farmhouse. They must be wondering by now where he was, but he was still unsatisfied. Making up his mind, he fell to his knees and grabbed her hips. She cried out in pleasure as he hilted himself inside her, then began furiously pumping. The mare was rocked back and forth as he took her, and she squealed, “Oh! Oh! Oh!” with each thrust.

“Quiet, mare!” he growled.

“Yes, Master!” she whispered, then placed a fist in her mouth and bit down to keep from screaming as she came. He soon followed suit, delivering load after load inside her.

Finally spent, he leaned back and popped out of her, as she fell to the ground and began twitching. Mac got to his hooves and adjusted himself, pulling his trousers back up and buckling his belt.

“Get up; we have to go.”

But still she lay there. “I’m…still…cumming…”

“Get up, I said!”

At this, she shakily got to her hooves and looked up at him with a dazed expression. Her legs were bowed as she stared at him. “That was…incredible, Master!”

“Can you walk?”

She smiled. “I’m…not sure.”

Making an exasperated sound, he stepped forward and picked her up in his arms, then turned and trotted to the barn. She laughed as she was effortlessly carried aloft, then threw her arms around his neck. "You're so strong, Master!" She then put her face to his neck and licked it.

“Cut it out, mare.”

“Sorry, Master.” But still, she smiled. When they got to the barn he set her down, then opened the door. It was dark inside, and the walls were lined with cages, each containing a sleeping mare. Some were black collars like his sister, some were purple, but most were red like Golden Harvest. She walked shakily to her cage, fell to all fours and crawled in, then lay down in the straw. Mac closed the cage and went to fetch her some mare kibble. He thought about it for a moment, then got her an apple as well. She looked up at him with shining eyes as she reached through her bars and took it. A tear slipped down her cheek as she whispered, “I love you, Master.” She then lay on her side and began eating.