Tight Fit Enjoys A Job Well Done
Author's Note
Oh my god if you don't want your opinion of me ruined do not read past this!
Tight Fit Enjoys A Job Well Done
Tight Fit sighed softly and tiredly. She had recently finished up with the training for her brand new job, even if she was kind of forced into it if she didn’t want to get instantly killed if she walked outside. She was an earth pony filly, light pink fur with a blue mane, cutie mark of a pelvic bone being split in half by a thick stallion shaft stamped on her flank much to her shame. She had already lost both her parents to the new way of things in Equestria, her mother having been killed at the Crystal Empire when she tried to escape Canterlot, her cum soaked corpse sent back to the capital along with any other’s that were still recognizable as a pony, showing what happened to anyone that tried to get away.
And her father had been eaten and raped simultaneously by the zombie horde that had popped up in Canterlot a year later, the only reason she had made it out at all is what she thought was a rescuer to get away from the horror turned out to just be taking advantage of the situation and nabbing as many foals as he could so he could later sell off for a profit. Though that didn’t stop him from having fun with all the foals before they were sent off. He probably used Fit more than any of the others, just because she tended to scream louder than others when she was raped, even getting her cutie mark in that whole ordeal when she was nearly broken in half, though with a quick healing spell fixed it right up… Just to break it in half again for fun.
She was glad that she was bought away from that group of ponies, her pelvis was no longer shattered a dozen times a day, although the pounding still happened just as much as before. She was now a masseuse even though it was more like being a glorified prostitute, spending more time with a dick in her cunt or against her muzzle than she did actually massaging ponies in her training.
But now she finished all that and she hoped that the actual job wouldn’t involve as much fucking, maybe her trainers just got the job as an excuse to rape as many foals as they could while being paid by the government to do so.
She was at least thankful that they took care of the workers, wanting to make sure they were as happy and healthy as possible before they get utterly destroyed by well paying clients. In her first days she had meals better than before Celestia had changed, as well as board games in a comfortable break room. They had large communal baths that they could use when not in work so they were clean for when they had a job to do. The building they had to stay in was protected like it held Equestria's stores of gold, guards stationed at every entrance, door made from several foot thick steel to stop from anypony from getting 'free samples' of the workers. Tight didn't even get to leave the building, she wasn't trusted enough but whores that had worked at the spa longer were allowed out, although they always had a pair of guards with them, raping and brutally killing anypony that tried to kidnap the whore.
Tight Fit sat herself up from the upper bunk of a bed she had been given to sleep on, she hadn't been around long enough to have her own room, instead sharing it with two other fillies, one of the beds empty since the old owner of it had messed up a few too many times at work that she was sent somewhere nopony ever wanted to go.
The Snuff Den.
It was an exclusive building only a few doors down the street from the spa, ran by friends of the owners so they sent them fillies whenever they misbehaved, getting a cut of the money they make from selling off the filly’s life away. It’s why they were very rarely allowed around sharp objects in case they tried to off themselves without the owners getting paid for it.
Tight Fit looked at the other bunk across the room, seeing the two fillies that had been there for longer with their muzzles buried between each other's hind legs, sloppily eating eachother out. Tight had been told that they weren't allowed to do anything sexual unless they were paid, even with other workers, they would have to each pay for one another like any other client..
All the other workers stuck to themselves or already had friends, the older ones actually making bets to see how long Fit would last before she was ‘fired’. She wanted to last though, not because she wanted to do a good job or anything like that, but just so she could outlast all the others that looked down on her.
But she knew it would be worse than anything else in her life if her training was anything like how the real job would be.
After a small breakfast, a bowl of oats with cum spurted in by the chef because he was pissed off at the owners. He was paid less than half the older whores were, even though he'd been working there since the place has opened. Stallions were looked down upon at the spa. Any that came in as a client always had to pay a 'fee' if they wanted to get rough with a female whore, for the privilege of getting to hurt the superior gender, while mares that wanted to harm stallions or colts got discounts. Likewise, colts that worked at the spa always got less chances than the fillies and even the best one there had worse conditions than Tight had.
But now Tight Fit was stood up straight in a private room, her hooves wobbling faintly in fear that she might mess up on her first client, looking nervously over at the large bottle of oil for both deep tissue massages and for lube if the client wanted some hot foal asshole on their dick. No reason to buy condoms, if they wanted to knock up a filly it’d jut cost a bit extra and they could easily abort the fetus, since there are many ponies out there with a dick who would happily scoop out the womb of an underage filly. Tight just hoped that it didn’t come down to that.
She stiffened up in fear as the door started to open and a very tall stallion walked in, easily a head taller than a normal stallion, making the little filly gulp fearfully but she forced a smile on her face as she looked up at the stallion. “H-hello! I’m Tight Fit and I’m here to make you happy!” She said, the stallion not having any emotion on his face as he walked over to the large table before laying himself face down on it, two holes in the surface, one for the muzzle to comfortably stick out and a hole for any erection to hang out if they got them. Tight had been taunt by futa mares, and had been told real stallions would very rarely come in, but if they did she had to do anything they had paid for.
“Right into it sir! Okay!” She said with the forced smile still on her face. “W-would you like oil sir?”
“I don’t use that kind of shit.” He grumbled in a deep voice. “Get to work, I didn’t pay for you to talk with that mouth of yours.”
“Yes sir!” Tight said quickly, gently climbing her way up onto the table like she was taught in training, before straddling on his back. Without another word she uses her little hooves to firmly press against the shoulders of the stallion, slowly kneading the muscles like bread, moving down along his spine.
She relaxed slightly when she heard the stallion sigh softly, relaxing under her hooves as she continued to knead along the back of the very large stallion. She didn’t notice though the large stallionhood flop down under the table, managing to reach the floor as it leaked pre in a small puddle as the filly did her work, naively thinking that she might not get brutally raped by this stallion since he didn’t seem to be the type.
She almost thought that today might actually be a good day until the stallion suddenly sat himself up, the filly letting out a yelp of surprise as she fell backwards off the stallion and the table onto the hard tile floor, hitting with groan of pain. “Ow!” She yelped.
She rubbed the back of her sore head before she looked up, seeing the stallion sitting on the edge of the table with his long hard tool stood eagerly at the ready. The filly knew what that meant, and she just kept the false smile plastered on her face. “R-ready for the main event?” She asked nervously, hoping that he just wanted to go and didn’t want some nice underage cunt.
He didn’t say anything, just jumping off the table before quickly spun around, lifting his rear hooves back. Before Tight knew what was going on she was sent across the room, her muzzle crumpled under the force and blood splattered across the tiled floor, made to repel mainly cum and cunt juice, not normally blood.
Her front hooves went to her muzzle, tears springing to her eyes as she curled into a ball from the pain. She barely noticed as the stallion came up for a follow up blow, kicking her hard against the spine, making her back arch in agony. And with her stomach exposed she got a stomp right in the gut, knocking the wind out of her lungs and sending her into a gagging fit on the ground, blood splattering from her destroyed muzzle.
Before she could say anything the stallion picked her up in his magic and flipped her onto her stomach before forcing her rear up, head pressed against the wall of the booth they were in.
She tried to look back at what he was doing in fear but just got her head slapped back against the wall, sending pain through her shattered sniffer. “P-please, I-I’m sorry i-if I did a bad j-job…” She sniffled, snorting up blood accidently as tears flowed down her cheeks onto the floor.
The stallion just grinned evilly as he leaned himself forward over the filly, letting her feel his long rape stick against her back, matting her mane with pre. He ran his tongue over her cheek, tasting her salty tears and metallic tasting blood.
“I’m going to rape your tight filly asshole.” He told her bluntly, pulling his hips back and yanking her tail out of the way. “And I’ll make sure you will have nightmares of this for the rest of your useless life, ground pounder.” He stated, rubbing his tip along her fur to make sure he was dry as possible for entry. "I had to pay a shit ton to just get into this place, I'm going to get my bit's worth of your ass."
The filly started shaking in fear, feeling a familiar blunt objected between her flanks, lip quivering. “T-the oil i-is a lube t-too.” She whimpered out, hoping that he’d at least do that.
She was answered with a punk right against her under age cunt, making her let out a scream of pain. “I told you I don’t use that shit slut.” he growled into her ear, savoring the look of horror on her face.
It was at that moment that he chose to start pushing forward, the filly letting out a scream of pain as she felt her tightest dry hole get stretched agonisingly slowly, her head shoved against the wall as her rapist pushed against her. The screams she made almost made it through the soundproofing of the room, making the stallion wince slightly at the volume but didn't slow for an instant with his pushing. He let out a lustful groan as his tip finally popped in, the filly's anus snapping around the size and dripping blood down his shaft, dripping off his full sack.
"Yeah, you're a tight slut." he said with a chuckle as he thrusted inches of his cock into the crying filly, barely getting his tip in before he felt the filly's small pelvic bone stopping any more progress. He didn't care about that though, the wall holding her still as he pushed harder, a loud snap echoing out in the room followed by the loud sobs of agony of the filly, a bulge visible on her belly, her crotch visibly cracked in half from the inside of her body.
Tight Fit could only feel agony, her shattered hips, making it so as the stallion shoved half his fuck rod into the screaming foal before he bottomed out against her intestines, not wanting to have to pay for the 'loss of worker' fee if he decided to push further in. Though he did struggle to stop himself from doing it.
"Stop it!" she begged, her rear shattered half lifted up from the size of his cock, pushing her almost upside down. "I-it hurts too much!" She knew that this was going to happen, guards could get into any room within moments if a client did anything they didn't pay for, and the cameras around the room made sure they could see everything, and sell the tapes to anypony who wanted them to enjoy if they paid enough.
He didn't give her any time to adjust to his size, even if that were possible with her hips stretched inches apart from the two parts. He started thrusting hard and fast, her walls splitting around his dry cock, soon lubing her up with her blood, dripping down to mix with the pre that had already leaked down.
The stallion pushed down on the back of the head of the filly, using it as support as he hammered into her, grinning lustfully down at her , watching her squirm and cry under him as he had his fun, doing what he paid for. He had been told this filly tended to break easily and screamed the loudest. So he happily paid five bits later to break her ass in half.
He kept thrusting for almost two hours, tears having dried up ages ago, leaving her dead to the world as the stallion's thrusts started to get jerky. There was a bloody puddle on the floor, red stains streaking down her legs and his balls. He didn't give any warning to his orgasm, Tight Fit only knowing it was happening when she felt a deep warmth inside her bowels, the bulge on her stomach rounding out as she was packed with cum. He didn't pull out, watching as she bloated out with his seed. She was stretched too tightly around his base for any cum to leak out, only losing some that dribbled out of her ajar mouth, mixing with the blood on the tiles.
He didn't even pull out when he was finished, his size lodging himself deep in her bloated bowels. He looked down at her as he slowly started to walk towards the door, dragging the broken filly along the ground, leaving a smear of blood and cum under her body. He enjoyed the way she screamed, and he wanted to cause her as much pain as he could with what he paid for.
But Tight barely reacted, just laying limp as her body was dragged along by the stallion's shaft, eyes vacant of anything.
The stallion made his way out of the room, trail behind the two of them. Outside was one of the head's of staff at the spa, smiling like she was paid to as she saw the stallion leave the booth.
"Hope you enjoyed your session, but I'm afraid you'll have to leave the filly here, we don't offer home visits to stallions." She said slightly distastefully, eyes wondering down to the filly.
He didn't say anything, eyes narrowed as he slowly pulled the foal off his cock, body slapping against the tiled floor, fluids pouring out of her destroyed asshole. "I expected better than that, you told me she was trained before I paid for her." he stated.
"She was, but she's still a filly after all, she needs to learn how to properly please. Though a dirt pony like her might have trouble with that..." She said, adding the last part under her breath.
"I'll be back in a week, she better have improved by then or she'll end up dead." He warned.
"I'm sorry sir, but for a stallion I doubt you'd be able to afford snuffing her light out, I guess that's what you get for being the inferior gender." The head said flatly.
The stallion just snorted, turning away and leaving the spa, the filly left on the floor. The head maid just looked down at her in disgust, "Get yourself cleaned up, you'll have more work in half an hour." She stated before she walked away.
Tight Fit didn't respond, breathing heavily as she was left on the floor all alone.
Alone
