Madness, Binding

I: Cold Stones

Twilight struggled to open her eyes. She felt exhausted and her entire body was sore, from her hooves to her horn. Strangely, even with her eyes open Twilight could see nothing. The world around her was pitch black. Where she was. The mare racked her brains to remember what could have happened, but the only image replaying in her mind was that of Discord’s maze. He got her, then nothing.

Darkness.

A light spell was what she needed. The unicorn focused all her thoughts on her magic, clenching her eyes shut as she concentrated. Her eyes opened again. Nothing. Her spell hadn’t worked? She went to tap her horn with her hoof, but found herself unable to move. It was only then she realized they were trapped behind her back, bound in heavy iron shackles. Shaking did nothing, nor did cursing. As she tried to wriggle her hooves free she felt them tap against cold brickwork. She must have been bound to a wall.

“Think, Twilight, think! How come you can’t cast any spells? Your horn may not work but your mind sure well does! THINK!”

She tried to piece together her memories, when suddenly the answer hit her in the face like a speeding train. She couldn’t use her horn because she didn’t have one anymore. Discord had taken it when he’d trapped them all in the maze.

But the game was over, why hadn't her horn come back? That was when she remembered, Rainbow Dash had taken her wings and bolted. She broke the rules, and now Twilight and her friends would have to face the consequences. Wherever they all were...

Deflated, Twilight rested the back of her head against the wall behind her. Still unable to see, she had to try and work out where she was through her remaining senses. The touch of the cold brickwork implied they were in a basement or dungeon of some sorts. The air was full of the smell of damp and moss, so wherever they were had probably been long abandoned. And as for sounds, she could hear very little. The only noise that she did pick up on was the sound of shuffling a short distance away.

“H-Hello? Who’s there? Anypony?”

“…Twilight?”

Twilight felt herself begin to well up when she heard Fluttershy’s voice float out of the void. Twilight couldn’t believe it. Why did Discord have to bring that poor mare here? She didn’t deserve to be trapped in a place like this! Twilight immediately responded, calmly reassuring the pony through impenetrable darkness that surrounded her.

“Yes Fluttershy, it’s me! Everything’s going to be okay, we’re going to get through this together!” She took a deep breath.

“Listen, it’s okay to be scared, I am too, but I need to ask you a question that might freak you out. Are your wings still missing?”

Twilight listened to the sound of scrabbling hooves that floated back in response.

“I-I can’t feel them, Twilight! Where are you? I can barely move, I think my neck’s been chained to the wall! I’m so cold!”

Twilight’s quiet sobs grew louder as the inevitable outcome grew dimmer. She couldn’t think straight, so many different horrific outcomes germinating in her head. One good thing she had realized though: neither Fluttershy or herself were under Discord’s influence anymore. Fluttershy sounded like her old, timid self.

A torch – bore aloft by a sconce on one of the far walls – blinked into life, casting a dull orange glow on the room. A few yards across from the first, another lit up. Then another, then another. Finally a torch lit just above Twilight’s head, allowing her to see the state she was in. She could see how much a mess her mane and fur was, and she could now crane her neck around to see the shackles that bound her. Two large iron clamps – one around each hoof – both aged and rusted. They were connected to each other by a chain link which ran from the shackles, down to a large fastener bolted to the wall. There wasn’t any way to break out of these without magic. Instead she scoured the room for where her friend was. The torches had now illuminated a large portion of the room – which was definitely a dungeon of some description – but only one corner remained dark. Fluttershy had to be there.

As the final torch sparked a light, there she was. Twilight could make her out clearly, as there was little distance between them. She was lying in the fetal position on the floor, with a cold and frail looking rat wrapped up in her hooves. She stroked the back of its head with a hoof, obviously trying to reassure it, as well as herself. Twilight was relieved to see the mare, and she couldn’t help but grin like a filly when she saw her in one piece. She watched as the rat began to struggle slightly in Fluttershy’s grasp.

“Oh, I’m sorry Mr. Rat, am I holding you too tight? Here you go, I just was a little scared, is all.”

As she loosened her grip the rat spun around in her hooves and begun to stare at her. Fluttershy cocked her head.

“C-Can I help you, Mr. Rat?”

She blinked. The rat’s head had vanished, and in its place, was that of Discord. The beast grinned and cackled as both mares began to scream, before Fluttershy tossed him across the room. Smacking against the bricks, he disappeared into a cloud of dust that fell from the cracks in the wall. Neither pony saw the rat hit the floor. That was because Fluttershy could feel claws on her shoulder. Turning her head, there he was, now just a tiny version of himself, perched on her shoulder. Fluttershy screamed again, but this time there was no throwing him off for love nor money. As she bucked back and forth he walked casually up her body, lifting his head up to her ear.

“Fluttershy, please, it is so uncouth for a mare like yourself to scream at such volume. Those noises are rather unpleasant on the ears. Besides, if you keep screaming you won’t be able to hear me explaining where you are and what’s going to happen. And trust me when I say you don’t want to miss it! In fact, I'd consider it the main event!”

Tears rolled down Fluttershy’s cheeks, and Twilight could feel her blood beginning to boil. If only she wasn’t bound to this wall, she’d be over there teaching that monster what for! But there was nothing she could do beyond listening to his little speech.

“Thank you for the peace and quiet, ladies. Now, question one. Where are you? Simple. You’re in my world. So you are nowhere, and everywhere. You want to be back in Ponyville? It’s a click of my claw away. How about Yak-Yakistan? I hear it’s nice this time of year! But you both know you aren’t going anywhere, unless I deem it so. And that is because, as of today, I own you. Proud property of Discord! I know, it must be SUCH an honor for you two! Please, I’ll sign autographs later. For now, you need know only this. A draconequus has needs, and you two live only to fulfill them now. If you try to escape or disobey, I won’t kill you. That would be too easy. But I will hurt you, and none of us want that, do we? No, I want you to feel good!”

As he stopped talking he leant forwards, his snake-like tongue creeping free of his lips. Still stood on Fluttershy’s shoulder, he listened to her cries of dismay as he began to lick the inside of her ear. He worked his way around the warm fur of her ear achingly slowly, shuddering with pleasure as he bathed in the sound of Fluttershy’s humiliated sobs.

“DISCORD, YOU PATHETIC CREATURE! LEAVE HER ALONE!”

Surprised, Discord dislodged his tongue from the mare’s ear canal and glanced over at Twilight. She’d been sat quietly – as Discord liked – but now she just had to go and pipe up. Rolling his eyes he jumped down from Fluttershy’s shoulder to the floor. As he stepped towards Twilight his body began to grow to its full size again. Skin groaned and bones cracked as the beast morphed itself back to its full size. As he strode towards Twilight, she found herself hypnotized by his cock. When he'd been in his miniature form she hadn't noticed it, but there it was... It hung between his legs, bouncing from side to side with each step. A dark gray mass of flesh, it was a bizarre sight. Those disgusting balls were a similar size to any well-endowed stallion, but his shaft itself was terrifying in its size. The cock was a similar shape to that of a stallion, with a flared head and medial ring, but with a formidable looking knot at the base. It didn’t quite resemble a stallion, nor a dragon, nor a canine. Much like the draconequus’ body, his cock was a hideous amalgamation. And it was right in front of her face.

She retched as he shoved the flaccid beast against her face. The smell was somehow even more foul than the appearance, and she couldn't help but gulp down great lungfuls of the aroma when he buried her face in the skin. Discord held it there, smiling to himself as he felt the embarrassing mare thrash madly against him, fighting for freedom, fighting for air. As he pulled himself away, he could feel his cock growing harder and harder in anticipation. Oh, he was going to enjoy this.

Especially if she didn’t.

He took a moment to read the mare’s face. She was spitting great wads of phlegm onto the floor, vocally gagging and retching. Oh, had she choked on some of his ball-sweat? How humiliating.

“You, you, freak! I don’t know what pit you crawled out of, but know that if you don’t let us go, you’ll be crawling back into it soon!”

Discord had crossed his arms and begun to tap a hoof on the floor impatiently. His eyes flicked down to his wrist, as if checking an imaginary watch. He waited for Twilight to stop spitting such vitriol his way.

“Are you quite finished? Honestly, you have no respect for your host. I set this whole place up specifically for my lovely guests, and all you do is complain. You should know when to be quiet, but I guess I could help with that.”

He drank down her cries of anguish as he shoved the head of his cock against her lips. Despite him telling her to be polite, she refused to open her mouth for him. He applied more force, but found himself only becoming more and more exasperated as she flicked her head left and right in an effort to deny him this conquest.

Twilight smirked as he pulled his shaft away. She was defiant – despite her face being smeared with his pre-cum. She waited eagerly for his frustrated response, but he did nothing. She was poised to scoff at him when she felt someone tapping her chin. Looking down, resting between her legs, was Discord’s disembodied arm. Seemingly balanced on its stump, the hand waved in front of her face as she screamed in horror. The hand grabbed Twilight by the chin, his claws resting over her face. The shackles still holding strong, Twilight was unable to stop two of the claws poke against her mouth. They forced their way in, slowly but surely, wrenching apart first her lips, then her teeth. They came to rest inside her mouth, teasingly grabbing onto her tongue. Now firmly anchored against her, the disembodied arm pulled downwards with incredible power, yanking Twilight’s jaw open. Before she even had a chance to take a breath he had lodged the tip of his cock in her mouth.

Her efforts to dislodge it were pathetic, there was now nothing she could do. The disembodied arm had disappeared into nothingness and already reappeared on Discord’s body, before reaching forwards to grab a hold of the mare’s head. Wrapping his claws around her skull he dragged her head towards him, his tongue lolling as he forced his cock into her throat against her will.

Twilight’s eyes watered profusely as the hideous piece of pungent flesh slammed down into her throat, her head still in the vice-like grip of his claws. Any tighter and it felt like her skull would burst. Pausing for a second, he began to withdraw his shaft from her throat. Perhaps he had had some change of heart? Evidently not, because no sooner had the head of his cock slid back up into her mouth he forced his way forwards again. No, clearly he'd just gotten started.

His bulbous member filled Twilight's throat with ease, rubbing against and stretching the tight walls. But no sooner had her body started to get used to the sensation, he'd violently pull out again, waiting for her throat to recover, before slamming back down again. Twilight was left in a constant sense of discomfort as her body tried and failed to accommodate him, and she could only beg for the moment when he would finish. His pace was increasing, slowly but surely. Over a painfully long period he had gone from uncomfortably slow to brutally quick.

He pounded against her face with no mercy, blissfully ignoring the muted yells of discomfort as he continuously cut off her oxygen. Eventually though, he found those dull screams against his cock to be simply too annoying. Bucking his hips forwards he pinned her head to the wall with his crotch. Her head was now stuck between the cold wall and his warm skin. With the entirety of his shaft trapped inside her, Twilight began to panic as she gasped for air that she couldn’t get. She stared up at Discord – her eyes wide – desperate for him to relent. Instead she watched him as he slowly pressed two large earplugs into his ears, pausing to compare the difference in volume of her cries. Satisfied, he watched the mare’s face start to go a shocking purple color as the last of the air left her lungs. He had to give her some oxygen soon, or else she would be no fun for him. Fortunately for Twilight's life expectancy, Discord could feel the contents of his testicles beginning to churn. Soon he'd be done, and she could breathe again.

The feelings too much, Discord grit his teeth as the first orgasm shot free from his shaft. The first of many that these mares would choke down, of course. He couldn’t help but laugh at the expression in Twilight’s eyes, first shock, then disgust, then shame. All in her eyes alone. This is what Discord had wanted to see. Pulling the earplugs from his ears he tossed them away, before dragging his cock free of the mare’s abused throat.

Twilight jerked her head down, retching as much of the semen from her mouth as she could, but the majority had been shot straight down her throat and into her belly. She could feel the shame building inside her as that hot seed stirred in her stomach. She had to get Fluttershy and herself away from this place. Surely her friends would find them eventually? Celestia and Luna must have had some ideas… She looked up at the freakish creature stood over her, spunk still dripping from his cock onto the cold floor.

“You really think you can get away with this? Princess Celestia and Luna managed to trap you in stone before, and they’ll do so much worse after this. They’ll have your head!”

"Really? That's funny..."