Littlepip wakes, blinded and bound
Her hooves chained to the dirt ground
Her horn silenced by a ring
Suddenly, she hears a lock cling

In the darkness, she can’t see
Filled with fear, she lets out a plea
Hearing thumps leading to her
And a masculine voice snicker

Suddenly, there’s weight on her back
Hoof hitting her ass with a smack
She then realized what’s to come
Her being raped by this scum

She shouted and yelled in protest
Trying to remove the pest
A gun barrel pressed to her head
The choice of death or being bred

She submitted to her fate
As the male adjusted to mate
Rubbing against her virgin mound
Preparing for it to be pound

He hilted all two feet
Her cunt stretching around his meat
She let out a pained cry
As she’s forced to comply

He bit and tugged on her hair
As he rut her without a care
Hips meeting echo in the room
His head pulverizing her womb

All Littlepip could do was sob
Wanting the stallion to stop
But her wishes were not met
For the assailant was dead set

Inside her, he began to flare
As he let out grunts in her hair
Before he hilted and yelled
Thick ropes of cum were expelled

Spurt after spurt was released
Breeding her like a feral beast
The spunk starting to leak from her
And stain both of their furs

He then dismounted the broodmare
The smell of musk filling the air
As he left, another came in
The new one’s face smug with a grin

Author's Note

February 7, 2017. Birthday gift for Jet Wave. Littlepip belongs to Kkhat