The second day was a blur of sex and water for Sweetie Belle. The stallions came and went, taking turns every few hours. Umber and Tinker both paid her quick visits, once a piece. To Sweetie’s growing horror, they both came inside her, despite her pleading them not to. Onyx came to use her twice, but both times she was relieved when all he wanted was a blowjob.

Each time one of them was done using her, she’d be escorted to the bathroom and ordered to clean up. She honestly tried to keep her eyes open during these trips for something useful or some new piece of information that could help with her escape, but she was not having much luck. She didn’t want to have to rely so much on Apple Bloom, but she wasn’t sure of what to do.

For all that happened to her that day, Sweetie Belle found that she didn’t cry much anymore. It was only when her thoughts turned to what her parents or sister must be feeling that she would find herself crying. As the light drifting into her room turned dark, Sweetie Belle felt sleep overtake her. If they let her see Apple Bloom or Scootaloo tomorrow, she was sure that they’d know what to do.

Scootaloo hadn’t slept very well, or at all actually. Which, considering her predicament, wasn’t very surprising. Before leaving her the previous morning, Tinker had left her some toys to play with. He’d left one vibrator nestled in her pussy and another in her ass, both of which were connected to straps around her waist to hold them in place. Naturally they had to be set to their highest setting too. Lastly, Tinker had forced a dildo into her mouth with its own strap wrapped around her head. It wasn’t large enough to choke her, but it did hinder her breathing. That had become especially annoying whenever she tried to catch her breath from one of the many orgasms she’d been forced to have over the last twenty hours.

“Good morning sweet heart.” Onyx stepped into the room, a look of amusement clear on his face. Scootaloo hadn’t met this stallion yet, but she had pretty much already made up her mind that he was probably an asshole. “Have you been enjoying yourself?” Scootaloo glared back at him. He was definitely an asshole. Once again though, she wanted to hit herself. She really wanted these damn things out of her, and he probably wouldn’t help her if she kept glaring at him. The hostility could wait until she was in a less compromising position. Besides, if he’d asked her this sometime in the first hour or so of this torture, she might have begrudgingly said yes. If she ever made it out of this, she would have some fun ideas for her and Rumble.

Onyx walked over to Scootaloo, and to her relief, began to pull the vibrators out of her. When he had finally finished with those, he loosened the strap around her head, and pulled the dildo out of her throat. She wanted to say something witty and insulting, but the combination of incredible hunger and sleep deprivation convinced her that it might be best to hold off on that for a bit. Onyx gave her an amused look, and he cupped her cheek in his hoof. It took all her willpower not to bit him…yet.

“Apparently, my two idiot assistants have been having a bit of trouble helping you adjust to your new home. It’s ok though, I had a fantastic idea on just how to let you know where things really stand.” He turned back towards the door. “Ok, bring them in.” Scootaloo’s eyes shot open as she saw Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle being led into the room. They both looked…broken. Scootaloo bristled at the thought of what these assholes had done to her best friends, and she couldn’t help but notice that the brown stallion was carrying a roll of tape and several lengths of rope in his magic.

Onyx kept his hooves on Sweetie Belle, signaling for her to stay put, as Umber used his magic to tie the ropes around Apple Bloom’s legs. When he was certain that they were secure, he levitated over the roll of tape and placed a wide strip of it over her mouth. With Apple Bloom tied up, he walked back over to Sweetie. Onyx’s hooves slid off the filly as he made to leave. As he reached the door, he turned and addressed his companion.

“Go ahead and have fun Umber, but please don’t break my favorite toy too badly.” With that, the door sealed shut, leaving the four of them alone. As Umber circled around Sweetie Belle, the filly closed her eyes and tried to remain calm. She had put up with this several times already, she could handle another. Scootaloo however, couldn’t help herself.

“I swear, if you do anything to hurt either of my friends, I’ll….” Umber responded quickly by swiftly slapping Sweetie Belle, eliciting a loud yelp of pain. “Hey! What di….” Again, Umber slapped her friend, this time even hard. Scootaloo took the hint and closed her mouth.

“You’re not really in a position to make demands here. That’s the whole reason your friends are here in fact. Because somepony just kept refusing to learn her place. So, when your friend here is screaming for me to stop, I want you to think about how easy this all would have been to avoid.”

“It’s going to be ok, Scoots. It’s not your fault, don’t…AH!” Sweetie Belle was interrupted as Umber slapped her hard enough that she lost her balance and fell to her knees. Umber forcibly yanked her back to a standing position, and used his magic to grabbed her hair in his magic to force her to look at Scootaloo. He gripped her waist tightly, and angling himself properly, Umber pushed the head of his cock against Sweetie’s asshole.

Scootaloo could see the sheer panic in Sweetie’s eyes, as she realized that Umber wasn’t planning to rape her the way she was used to, and she tried to claw herself away from Umber. Over in the corner, a furious Apple Bloom’s muffled shouting could be heard as she tried to pull herself free to help her friend.

“Don’t you dare hurt her!” The rage Scootaloo felt could not be understated, but tied up as she was, she wasn’t really a threat. As Sweetie looked to Scootaloo, eyes futilely begging for help, Umber finally began to push into her. A mortified Scootaloo watched as her friend’s face twisted up in pain. Sweetie Belle let out a loud, pained whine. Her cheeks became damp with tears.

“Please sto…OW! Pl-please, not there. It…AH…it hurts so much more like this!” Sweetie choked in air between her violent sobs, as the stallion ignored her. "Do it where you...NNNO...normally do please. *Sob.* You can cum in me t-t-too, *sob* I promise I won't care." The cock thrusting into her never even slowed down, and Sweetie Belle accepted that she was just going to have to endure this.

“Stop! Stop hurting her, please! I’ll let you do it to me, I’ll do whatever you want. Just stop hurting my friend!” Umber’s eyes had a demented light in them, as met Scootaloo’s desperate gaze. He still didn’t slow down, but Sweetie Belle’s sobs suddenly seemed to quiet down a bit. It still hurt as bad as it had since the beginning, but she could never ask her friend to endure this for her. So, Sweetie Belle did her best to put on a brave face, and mask the misery she was feeling. At least until she could be sure Scootaloo wouldn’t really be taking her place. Not that it would have mattered anyway, as Umber quickly made clear.

“It’s too late for this one. If I stop now, you won’t learn anything. However, if you promise to start behaving, I won’t touch your other friend.” He was getting close anyway. It’s not like he could just go right at Apple Bloom too without recovering, but Scootaloo didn’t need to know that.

“Ok, ok. I will, I promise, just please leave Apple Bloom alone.” Umber nodded in acceptance of her promise, and turned his focus to the silently crying filly he was balls deep in. Scootaloo by this point was crying almost as hard as Sweetie Belle, and she tried desperately to get her friend to look at her.

“I’m so sorry Sweetie Belle! I swear, I didn’t want this to happen.” Despite her pain, Sweetie Belle gave her friend a little nod. She knew Scootaloo would never have wished this on her. Umber’s balls noisily slapped against Sweetie’s young flesh, and Scootaloo visibly winced as Sweetie whined in pain on each thrust. She remembered how much it had hurt when they had done that to her, and Scootaloo couldn’t bear that this was happening to Sweetie Belle. The stallion’s thrusts stopped, as he hugged Sweetie’s waist to him. Umber came more powerfully than he had in years, shooting ribbons of cum into Sweetie’s ass. It took him a second to catch his breath before he pulled out of the sobbing filly. Giving the assembled ponies on last grin he walked towards Scootaloo.

“Well, I hope that acted a nice little lesson to you bitch. You aren’t the only one that gets punished if you misbehave. Next time, it will be both of them.” Umber patted her condescendingly on the head, and moved towards the door. Cum still dripped from his cock as he walked. “I need to clean up a bit. I’ll be back in a few minutes.”

The door closed, leaving them of them alone. Once Sweetie had untied both of her friends the three of them held each other close for several minutes. Scootaloo was the one to break the silence.

“Please tell me one of you has a plan.” Apple Bloom’s ears fell flat against her head as she heard the desperation in her friend’s voice. Unreasonable though it was, she had hoped that Scootaloo might hold up better than her or Sweetie Belle.

“Well, not exactly, but we do have one idea. Sweetie Belle thinks she can help get us out if she uses her magic.”

“Yeah, but whatever this ring is they put on my horn, it won’t let me use my magic. I’ve tried to get it off, but it’s stuck on there.” Sweetie said, tapping her hoof against the metal surface.

“Let me try.” Apple Bloom said, and Sweetie Belle bent her head down so Apple Bloom could get at her horn. Apple Bloom tried lightly tugging on the ring with her hooves, and when it was clear that wasn’t going to work, fit her mouth around Sweetie’s horn and bit down on the metal object. Sweetie squirmed a bit at the awkwardness of her friend’s mouth on her horn, but otherwise didn’t object. That is until Apple Bloom began to pull, and a fierce jab of pain shot through her head.

“Stop, stop, stop, stop!” Apple Bloom quickly let go, and there was a pop as she released Sweetie’s horn from her mouth. Sweetie was breathing heavily for a bit, hooves held to her horn in pain. “I don’t think that’s going to work, you’ll just end up pulling my horn off.” She said, her voice weak. Scootaloo was craning her head to see over Apple Bloom.

“Hey, let me get a look at it.” Scoots plopped down next to where Apple Bloom was standing and pushed Sweetie’s hair away from her horn to give her a better look. “There’s some kind of lock, or screw, or something here. Probably what’s keeping it in place.” Scootaloo tried prying at it a bit, but her hooves just slid over the surface. “If you can get me something to pry at this with, I bet I can get this off of her.” Scootaloo grinned weakly, “A screwdriver would be perfect, but good luck with that.”

“And where are we supposed to find something like that, huh? For that matter, how are we supposed to bring it in here without them stallions noticing what we’re doing?” Apple Bloom asked with mild irritation.

“I don’t know, but I don’t think they’re going to let me out of this room for a while.” Another, more maniacal, grin snaked its way around her face, “Not after what I did to that unicorn idiot the last time my hooves were free. So, you girls are my only chance at this. If we can get Sweetie’s horn to work, I know….” They were interrupted by the door opening, Onyx came strolling in.

“Well look at this cute little reunion.” He had his usual smile, “I hope you enjoyed catching up with each other, but I’m afraid I must interrupt. It seems Umber has made a mess, and I need to clean it up. Now come with me.” He said pointing to Sweetie Belle. Glancing at Apple Bloom, he added, “Oh, and Umber will be back in a moment to take you back to your room as well. Don't worry, I made him promise to be gentler to you when you get there. Just do as you're told, and it'll be over with quickly.”

The now familiar sound of the shower water warming up calmed Sweetie a little. It was a relaxing sound, and it meant that warm comfort wasn’t far away. The idea of being able to use her magic again wouldn’t leave her mind. She knew how to open the doors to their cells from the inside, she had since the first night. If Scootaloo could give her that chance, she knew that she could do it. It was a very difficult for her to hide her excitement at the idea of leaving all this behind her.

“So, what did you girls talk about?” Sweetie didn’t turn around, but her ears tilted inquisitively. Onyx cupped her chin, and made her turn to look at him. “When you and Apple Bloom were alone, you talked about trying to find a way to leave me.” The fear Sweetie felt in that moment was clear, she hadn’t realized that he’d been listening that day. “So, what did you talk about this time?”

“W-we…we just talked about how much we missed our sisters.” Sweetie couldn’t meet his eyes. She knew that he was seeing right through her, but she was never a very good liar. The infuriatingly constantly smile was still there as he reached down and lightly stroked Sweetie’s cheek.

“I’m sure you do miss them. Did you talk about anything else though?” Sweetie shook her head wordlessly. “Well then, that’s it then. The water is probably hot by now, go on in.” Sweetie climbed into the shower, and Onyx surprised her when he climbed in with her. “If you would be so kind honey, I still haven’t any fun with you today. Let’s put that cute little mouth of yours to good use.” Knowing better than to say no, Sweetie moved under him. Onyx sighed blissfully as Sweetie’s soft tongue went to work. She really was getting to be pretty good. She was adding just the right amount of suction, and he had finally taught her not to ignore his balls while she sucked. Sweetie Belle really was getting to be his favorite toy.

Apple Bloom was shaken awake on the morning of her fourth day by Onyx. It took her a second for her to remember where she was, but it didn’t take her long to figure out what Onyx likely wanted from her. He smile down at her, and briefly passed his hoof through her mane to straighten out some of her bed head.

“I think it’s past time that we gave you a bit of training sweet heart.” He motioned for her to follow him up the stairs, over down the hall, and past the corner she’d never been allowed to be. Her first look at a section of the building other than the basement and shower area gave a small inkling of hope. It just looked like a typical middle class house. The windows drawn shut, so she couldn’t see outside. However, it really was just a regular house. The room she was entering was a pretty basic living room with a couch and a few chairs, and she could see a little of the next room that she guessed was a kitchen. She wasn't in some bunker in the middle of nowhere.

After Onyx had left her and Scootaloo the previous day, the two of them came to an agreement. She was going to map out what their escape would look like, Scootaloo would get that ring off of Sweetie Belle, and Sweetie Belle would use her magic to get them out of the hell that had become their lives. For the first time in days, Apple Bloom had an action plan, even if was a simple one. She wasn’t going to miss any opportunity. She missed her family, and she refused to believe that she wouldn’t see them again. The fact that this was just some house made the idea that much more real sounding. It couldn't be that hard to break out if they just had the tools.

She didn’t see Tinker or Umber, but she doubted that they were too far away. Most likely, they were busy with one or both of her friends, Apple Bloom realized with disgust. Before she could dwell on that fact, Onyx guided her into the living room, where he promptly plopped down on the massive couch. Smiling at her, he waited for her to join him.

“What do you mean training?" She asked in response to his earlier question. "You’ve made me have sex with one of you every day. That doesn’t count as training?”

“Yes, we have had a lot of fun with you. Up ‘till now though, we’ve been doing all the work. I need you to be a little more active, it’s more fun that way.” Grimacing, Apple Bloom moved over to him. As she straddled him, she imagined all the things she should be doing. He was just lying there, she could try to hit him in the face with her hooves or hit him in the balls. The other two stallions were still nearby though, and Onyx was much larger and more powerful than her. Despite how relaxed her looked, Apple Bloom knew he was more than ready to hurt her if he felt the need. He had complete control over her right now, she’d have to do this.

Fresh tears were already forming in her eyes, and falling onto his chest as she leaned over him. Slowly she lowered herself down. As she slid his member into her, her face contorted in pain. Even though she had done this every day, it didn’t change the fact that she was still quite small. It would be a few years yet until she could take a stallion comfortably. Not that it mattered to Onyx, he actually preferred it this way.

He marveled again at how young she was. Apple Bloom was probably the youngest filly he’d abducted so far. As she began to awkwardly moved up and down on top of him, Onyx slid his hooves across her ten-year-old body. He started up at her shoulders, moved down her chest and stomach, and briefly circled around her adorable belly button. A smile spread across his face as his hooves came to rest on her little hips, he loved kidnapping the young ones. He’d stolen this filly’s entire future from her. Whatever Apple Bloom might have done with her life if she hadn’t met him didn't matter now. This was all she would ever do from now on.

“You are doing such a good job for somepony your age.” Apple Bloom sniffled lightly, but otherwise didn’t respond. “If only Applejack could be here to see her little sister riding a dick like a grown up.” Hearing her sister’s name Apple Bloom’s eyes screwed shut, and her mouth fell open as she began to truly cry. She had never been away from her family for this long for any reason. She would do anything, she would let this jerk do whatever he wanted to her a thousand times if she could just talk to Applejack one more time.

“Apple Bloom” She opened her tear soaked eyes, and met his emotionless gaze. “Don’t stop sweet heart.” There was a threat in that voice. She kept up with her loud crying, but Apple Bloom slowly began rocking her hips again.

After a few minutes, the pain slowly became overshadowed by another familiar sensation. Apple Bloom unconsciously began to slide him into her faster as the feeling grew. Her eyes glossed over as she orgasmed. With a little gasp, Apple Bloom squirted all over his hips. After a short pause to catch her breath, she resumed her work. Onyx lay with his forelegs resting gently on her hips, letting his little slave get used to the motions. If she was going to be doing this for the rest of her life, she might as well get good at it. As his mind lingered on that thought, he began to cum.

Apple Bloom undulated her hips a bit more even as he was cumming, he always kept humping her while he climaxed so it was a safe bet that he would want her to do the same now. His cum slowly oozed out from her vagina, mixing with hers, and pooling on his crotch and waist. His hooves released from around her waist. Picking himself up, while still inside of her, he kissed her deeply on the lips. Apple Bloom’s eyes widened at this first. He had never done that before. When he pulled away, he gave her his usual smile.

“Alright sweetheart, go get yourself cleaned up.” Apple Bloom nodded, after four days she knew the drill. Whenever she was done pleasuring one of the stallions, she was to get herself cleaned so she could be ready for whenever one of the others wanted to use her.

The warm water never ceased to be one of the best parts of her day. As the soothing heat flowed over her back, Apple Bloom came to an understanding. It had been four days; no pony was going to rescue her. They would have found her by now if they were ever going to. She had no pony to depend on saving her. No pony but herself, and her two friends sharing in her misery. It was no longer a matter of waiting for an opportunity, she was going to have to make one.

Author's Note

Well this took longer than expected, sorry. I hope everyone is enjoying the story, and I would appreciate any feedback, (yes, even negative as long as it's helpful,) so please leave a comment down below.